As we were waiting for Katie to wake up, Becky sat next to me and gave me a shy little look, smiling nervously. I recognized that look from Katie. She wanted to ask me something. So I beat her to the punch.

"What is it, Becky? You know, I kind of like the name 'Little Orange Person'. I might just keep calling you that."

'I kind of like it too. That would be ok. Um... I don't know if you noticed or not, but when I released the block on the information in your mind I... kind of... left some of that orange stuff behind. I can remove it if you want," she went on hurriedly.

"I kind of like it there. It doesn't bother me. It makes me feel close to you."

She beamed like a million suns. "I like it there, too! Um... because I don't have anyone's mind to share right now... since Amy is in Katie's and I might be able to put two in one but I don't know yet... you could... um... be in mine too if you wanted," she whispered in a tiny little voice. She looked at me nervously.

I realized how much it cost her to say that. The fear of rejection to her for something so intense and personal must be great. I was stunned at the... enormity of what she was offering me.

"Becky, I would be so honored! I am not worthy of such an offer. Are you sure, honey? And what would Katie think? And could you do it?"

I could see her heave a sigh of great relief. "I think I could do it. You might have to learn to use it. I don't think Katie would mind. I don't think we could undo what she did with Amy anyway. And I might be able to be in yours and Katie's too. With nothing to do for a year but think, I have a lot of ideas. Oh, yeah, I would love to do it! I love you, you know," she proclaimed seriously.

"I love you too, sweetheart. I have always wanted to meet you. You can go ahead and try. But first, I think you need to spend some time with Katie."

Katie was beginning to stir. I sent everyone out of the room except Becky and me, and I had Becky sit over on the other side of the room, out of sight, until Katie had recovered. Katie opened her eyes, saw me, and threw her arms around me in a death grip, crying. I held her, rubbed her back, whispered sweet nothings in her ear. She finally looked at me with big, scared eyes.

"Daddy? Is Becky really back? How can that be? I felt her die. I saw them carry out her body. Did I have a dream? Am I going crazy, Daddy?" She sounded almost hysterical. Becky couldn't take it anymore. She ran over to her, kneeling down by her side, and threw herself into Katie's arms. They hugged and cried for quite awhile. Then Katie pulled away, a puzzled look on her face.

"I can't feel you. Why can't I feel you in my mind?" Katie looked worried and a little scared.

"I know. They blocked me from sending to you. That's partly how they were able to make you think I died. I need your help to reverse that. I can't do it, but I can tell you how." Becky hugged Katie again. I felt like an intruder.

"We are going to leave you two alone for awhile. Take all the time you need to get reacquainted. We will talk to you later, Becky." I don't think they even heard me. I left the room, closing the door softly, and told everyone to leave them alone until they came out. Then I went to my room to check on Victoria.

I talked to the doctor. He was ready to reverse the drug-induced unconsciousness she was in. I told him to wait a little bit, there were some things I needed to do first. Then I talked to Captain Jensen. I told him I wanted all signs gone immediately that I was anything but a medical professional. Victoria did not know about this part of my life and I didn't want another shock to greet her. Naturally, he protested, not wanting to leave us unguarded, but finally agreed that it would be done immediately. I had no doubts that he would figure out a way to satisfy both requirements. Besides, with Amy around, how much danger could we be in, anyway? I wondered how much of Amy's ability the others might possess in an emergency.

I went back to my room to find the doctor administering the antidote to the medicine he had her on. He said it would take only a few minutes. I asked him to leave so it was just Victoria and me. He didn't like that idea. I was making everyone unhappy today. Except Becky. My one success. But, being the boss, I got my way. RHIP. Sometimes. Not often with teenage girls! I saw Victoria's eyes start to flutter open. That's about when I began to realize that maybe I should have listened to the doctor. I was sitting on the bed, holding her hand, when I heard her scream.

"No! Leave me alone! No more!" I just started to react, to assure her she was ok, when she jerked her hand back, and the next thing I knew I had hit the wall and was sliding down to the floor. Wow, that hurt! I saw Victoria advancing towards me. I could tell by the look in her eyes she had no idea who I was. I remained very calm. I would not defend myself; I would not hurt her. If I was going to die, I could think of worse ways than at Victoria's hands. I watched in fascination as she started to hit me again. Then I saw a blur of movement, and her hand was held fast by a small hand. I hadn't seen that kind of strength since... Amy! She had grabbed Victoria's hand, and then she stepped between us.

"Let me go! I'll kill them!" Victoria screamed. She tried to pull her hand back, but it might as well have been set in concrete. Amy answered her calmly.

"No, Mom. I will not let you hit Dad again. Don't make me hurt you." Amy might have been discussing the weather, she was so quiet and calm. I found that even scarier than if she had yelled. I heard her call out to Katie in her mind to get the doctor in here, now, but to keep everyone else out.

About that time, I saw Victoria's eyes clear. She looked at Amy in amazement, and then she looked at me on the floor in horror.

"Oh Patrick, I'm so sorry! I didn't know it was you! Oh God, what have I done?" She dissolved into a puddle of tears as Amy gently led her back over to the bed, sitting her down. I thought about helping her, but the pain I felt in my chest when I started to move convinced me that was not a good idea. When the doctor came in, he started towards Victoria, but Amy curtly told him to check me out first.

He determined there was not that much wrong with me, just a couple of bruised ribs and some aggravation of the gunshot wound that had not completely healed from before. I had always known that living with my girls was interesting, but lately, it was getting dangerous.

I went over and sat next to Victoria. Amy had been holding her as she cried. I reached out to put my arm around her, to comfort her. I was surprised when she flinched and drew away from me. Amy's eyes widened a little in surprise. Victoria had never done that before. We talked for a while, just the three of us. Victoria seemed her old self mostly, but she showed no interest in talking about what had happened to her. I figured she didn't want to talk in front of Amy.

Later that day, we all got together to hear Becky's story. We were all interested in knowing how a dead person was standing in front of us.

"Well, most of what Katie told you is what happened. After our father attacked me, I lost consciousness. When I awoke, the house was on fire. That's when I contacted Katie and she called the fire department. I lost consciousness again. Later, I woke up in the room where you found me. By overhearing conversations, I deduced that the fire was set deliberately and after I lost consciousness, another body was substituted for mine and I was removed from the scene. The interruption of contact between Katie and me was from a combination of loss of consciousness and something they did to interrupt the contact from my end. That is why I was out of contact for so long — I was unable to establish contact. That's all I know. I don't know why I was taken. I think it might have something to do with trying to get a particular someone to come and rescue me, by things I overheard. But they seemed to be waiting for something else to happen first. I don't know what.

Of course, we all had a million questions, most of which she could not answer. I noticed after a while that Amy had disappeared. I went looking for her. The door to her room was closed, so I knocked. When I didn't hear an answer, and I couldn't find her anywhere else, I opened the door, to find her lying on her bed, crying. I went in and sat beside her, asking her what was the matter.

"I'm glad Becky is back, I really am. But what's going to happen to me now? Katie doesn't need me anymore. She has her Becky back. I'm going to be all alone again. I don't think I can take it again, Daddy. I've gotten to love Katie so much, and I really do want what makes her happy, but I don't want to be all alone again!" Amy started crying again.

"Amy, there is no way Katie is going to just dump you. You know better than that. She loves you as much as you love her. I don't believe Becky would let her do it, either. Calm down, sweetheart. I will talk to them. But you know Katie better than that."

"I know, Daddy. I'm just being stupid. I guess just too much going on at the same time. I can't be superwoman all the time. I just get terrified when I think of being alone again, like I was before," she sighed. I kissed her, gave her a hug, and then tickled her until she begged me to stop, giggling hysterically.

I went back to Katie's room, to find Katie and Becky talking quietly, snuggling together.

"Hi girls. We have a small problem I need your help with," I greeted them. Becky was ecstatic. It made her feel like family to be asked to help. "It seems we have a hysterical young lady on our hands. Amy is convinced that with Becky back that she is going to be out of the picture with you, Katie, and is going to be all alone again." Katie looked at me in horror. Becky looked shocked.

"I would never do that!" Katie gasped. "I love Amy. Why would I ditch her? Besides, I don't think I even could remove her, but I wouldn't want to anyway. I know what it is like to be alone that way. I don't know how Becky has survived."

"I would never allow that to happen, Mr. Phillips," Becky stated flatly. "Even if Katie wanted to do that, which she never would, I would leave first. As for surviving, I am working on alternatives. Maybe three hooking in at once. Or another interesting alternative that I won't mention until I know it might work." She beamed at me.

"Would you two please talk to Amy? She gets frantic every time she thinks she might be alone again. Reassure her," I asked them. Later that night, Becky found me downstairs alone and explained what would be involved with hooking in with me. We decided to try it. After a few minutes of her concentrating, suddenly I felt my mind overflowing with warm, loving feelings. I was filled with orange tendrils everywhere.

"Oops!" Becky giggled. "Got a little carried away there! Let me take some back, and build a set spot for them in your mind so they're not just running around everywhere being a nuisance. There. How's that?" she asked. I didn't know what it was supposed to be like, but it was fine with me. She had a sweet, wonderful little mind that I just fell in love with right away. No wonder Katie was so distressed when Becky 'died'!

That night, when we went to bed, Victoria wore clothes to bed for the first time ever. She crawled into bed on the opposite side. When I tried to cuddle, she said she was sorry, but she just didn't feel like it tonight. I asked her what was the matter. She started crying, but wouldn't let me hold her.

"I guess there just isn't any way I can talk my way out of this one. You're not going to believe this was a car accident, are you?" She smiled faintly.

"Victoria, it's ok. You don't have to lie. I have known what you do for a living for over two years. I have known exactly whom you work for and exactly what your job is for over a year. You don't have to lie. I know you can't talk about it. I am concerned about what happened to you this time. I'm concerned about why you don't want me to touch you. Have I done something wrong?"

"Oh, no, Patrick, you have always been great to me! I love you so much. But they did an awful lot of bad things to me, and forced me to do a lot of awful things. I don't deserve you. I just need some time. I just can't tell you about it." She started crying again. She wouldn't let me hold her. She seemed so uncomfortable with me in the bed with her that I went into the basement and slept on the couch.

Over the next month, things really got bad between the two of us. Victoria used every excuse she could to go on trips, even when she didn't have to. I figured something was up the second time her boss called to send her on a trip and she wasn't home. She was supposedly already on one. When she was home, she moved into the spare bedroom and started sleeping in there. There was some underlying tension between Amy and her. No fights, just not as warm and friendly as they had always been. She refused to talk to me about anything important. She started picking fights with me on stupid little things. The similarities between the way she was acting and the way Cindi had acted after her rape was not lost on me. I refused to be sucked into the fights. I tried to be as sweet as I could, and told her every chance I could that I loved her. A few nights when she was home, I could swear she came home late at night drunk. To top it all off, I started having nightmares. They didn't have anything to do with her, but it was just another thing piled on top of me. I started dreaming about Julie, a six-year-old girl I had known when I was fourteen. She had been killed one night when I had failed to protect her as I told her I always would. I had not thought about her for years. Victoria had gotten me over that. But now, I was having very realistic nightmares where Julie was begging me to help her. Except she wasn't six years old, but she was twenty-nine years old, the age she currently would be. It was exhausting, as I was getting very little sleep. It all came to a head one night about six weeks after Victoria's rescue.

The girls were gone on a sleepover at Rebecca's house. I think it was a plan to give Victoria and me the house alone together to patch things up. Teenagers can be so naïve sometimes. They had all seen things were going downhill fast and were concerned. About ten o'clock that night, Victoria came up to me and said she wanted to talk. I was hoping she was finally going to open up to me. She did. Both barrels.

"Patrick, I think it's time I left," she said, without preamble. Stupid me, I didn't understand.

"Ok. When's your flight, and when do you think you'll be back?"

She sighed. "No, I mean I'm moving out. I have arranged to stay with a girl at work. She's picking me up in a little while." At least I can say she looked really upset about it. I was shocked. I felt cold all over, and a little dizzy. I closed my eyes. I felt like I was going to faint. I must have looked pretty bad, because Victoria looked concerned. "Are you ok?" She asked.

"Oh, sure, Vickie, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? Just because the love of my life is shit canning our marriage and walking out on me? Shit, who wouldn't be fine with that?" I said bitterly. I could honestly say it was the first time I had ever really been mad at her. Plus, I was sacred to death. I knew I was reacting inappropriately, but I didn't know what to do. I felt like I had been kicked in the chest. I didn't know how to deal with this. The one constant I had always had was that Victoria loved me, that she would always be there in our marriage.

"What marriage?" She asked softly. "We haven't been married for 6 weeks now. I am no good to you. I can't let you touch me. All I do is hurt you. I hear you crying at night. Why do you think I moved into the spare bedroom? I couldn't stand lying next to you, knowing you were dying to touch me and I couldn't stand the thought. It's not you; it's me. I don't deserve you. I have destroyed our marriage with my lies and the awful things I have done, and I just can't stay around and watch you suffer. I'm sorry," she said softly.

"You would rather just walk out and end the whole thing than talk to me and work it out? What sense does that make? You know there is nothing you could have done that is so bad that I would stop loving you. Why can't you talk to me?" I asked desperately. I knew if she walked out, it would be over. I had to try to stop it. Separating to work it out never worked.

"I can't! Can't you understand that? I know you love me and you always will, no matter what. But I don't love me anymore. I want you to just remember me and what we had together as it was, not as it will be if I talk to you, if I stay around hurting you all the time. Things could never be the same again for us, no matter what you think. I am not the same person. I have let you down and betrayed you and I could never forget or forgive myself for that, even if you could. I deserve to be miserable and miss you for the rest of my life, and you deserve to be free to find someone better." How could she be so calm about this when I was dying?

"What about the girls?"

"They should stay with you. I can't give them the life they need. I will see them as often as I can."

"Victoria... is there someone else?" My heart was in my throat, waiting for her answer. I finally broke through to her, as she started crying.

"Oh, God, no, there could never be anyone else, Patrick! This is about me not being good enough for you, not finding someone better than you. There will never be anyone else. I am leaving here to spend the rest of my life alone. It's what I deserve."

I didn't know what to say. She walked out of the room, picked up the suitcase she had packed, and walked out the door. I went into the den, got out a bottle of some type of alcohol; I didn't even look to see what it was, and started drinking. The girls found me, passed out on the couch, at 2:00 AM when they came home. Becky had been concerned because she couldn't feel me in her mind anymore. No one knew that happened when you got drunk enough.

The next thing I knew, I was in the shower with Amy. Déjà vu. This was about as much fun as the last time, but in reverse. She was not in a very good mood. She woke me up with a cold shower, threw me out of the shower, and told me to be dried off and in the kitchen in five minutes, or she was coming to get me. She said I really didn't want her to come and get me. When I got into the kitchen, she gave me a big cup of coffee to drink. I told her I didn't like coffee. She told me to drink it or wear it. She wasn't kidding. I took the cup and went into the basement, where I poured it down the sink. Then I threw the cup against the wall. I was tired of pushy females running my life, and then walking out whenever they decided. Yeah, I know. Shows what type of mood I was in that I would even consider taking on Amy like that. I didn't even wonder if I would survive. I didn't really care. She looked so much like Victoria, I hated her right then just for that.

Amy came looking for me a few minutes later. I saw her look at the coffee cup in pieces on the floor, and then she came over and sat next to me.

"What happened? Did you drop the cup? I can get you some more," she said softly.

"Go ahead. And drink it yourself. I'm not drinking that shit. If you don't like it, then you can just fuck off. Get the hell out of here and leave me alone. When I want your help, I'll ask for it. And don't hold your breath. And don't send those other two down here to sweet talk me either. Go back to your sleepover. I'd like some peace and quiet for a change," I snarled.

Amy's eyes opened wide in shock for a minute. I don't think anyone had ever talked to her like that. Then she tilted her head to the side and looked at me, a look of understanding and sadness in her eyes.

"Where's Mom?" she asked softly.

"Who gives a fuck? I don't. You want her, go find her."

"Are you ok?" Amy asked, voice full of concern.

"Am I ok? Let's see. My oldest daughter is dead, murdered. My youngest daughter should be dead, twice over. But that's ok, she's alive. I have turned her into a killer, but she's alive. But for a miracle, I should be dead. My wife is almost killed, raped repeatedly, won't talk to me or even let me touch her, but what the hell, isn't that the way marriages are supposed to be, after 15 years? Especially after you risk your life and the life of your favorite daughter just to rescue her? I am having nightmares every night about a person who has been dead for years, and I can't sleep. Oh, but I forgot, about the marriage, it isn't a marriage anymore, because she left me tonight. Why the FUCK wouldn't I be ok, Amy?" I knew I was being a sniveling ass, but I just didn't care. I guess I knew Amy would love me, no matter what I said to her.

"Mom left you?" She asked quietly. She was suddenly very still and quiet. I had the fleeting thought that it was a good thing Victoria wasn't here. "I'm so sorry, Daddy."

Just then, Katie and Becky walked into the room. Probably calling for reinforcements with their freaky mind thing. I got even madder.

"Get the hell out of here, all of you! Get out! And stay out of my mind, too!" My warm and cuddly nature was showing through. They just stood there, looking at me, sad and hurt looks on their faces. I threw a couch pillow at them. I was really being mature. Then I just couldn't take it anymore. I was drunk, and too emotional. I started crying. They all ran over to me and started hugging me. I didn't care anymore. I just sobbed. They half carried me to bed, undressed me, and tucked me in. By the time I hit the bed, I was asleep. Either none of them slept with me that night, or they were already up when I woke up the next day. I know I wouldn't have wanted to sleep with me that night, if I were they.

As soon as I woke up, I knew something was seriously wrong. Then, it dawned on me. I felt it. I was such a fool. I had hurt somebody very sweet very seriously, just because I was so wrapped up in my own misery. I dressed as fast as I could, and ran downstairs. Amy was in the kitchen, making breakfast. I rushed into the room. She looked at me, concern and sadness in her eyes.

"Where is Becky?" I asked, devastated at what I had done to her. I could feel the orange tendrils were no longer in my mind. I had to fix this now.

"She's down in the basement. She seems really upset about something. Is that because of you? You are treading on thin ice with all of us if you hurt Becky, mister!" Amy said it half jokingly, but her eyes said she was concerned and she was only half joking.

I ran downstairs. Becky was sitting on the couch, knees up to her chin, arms wrapped around her legs, crying. I felt like crap. As if this sweet little girl had not gone through enough crap already, I had to heap some more on her. There was no excuse, even if I was upset. I knelt down in front of her, and lifted her head. I wiped her tears away, and held her close. She would have had every right to pull away from me, but she hugged me fiercely, as if I was going to disappear.

"Becky," I said softly, pain and embarrassment in my voice, "I am so sorry! I was upset and drunk. That is no excuse. Please forgive me. Please put your orange pieces back in my mind. I did not mean it that way. I would never be upset about you being there. Please."

She sobbed on my shoulder. "You said you wanted me there, and you wanted to be with me. You said! Why did you yell at me to stay out of your mind? That wasn't nice! I don't have to be there. It was just an idea. If you didn't want me to be there, all you had to do was tell me. I don't even have to live here. I can go away. I've been by myself for over a year; I can do it some more. You said you loved me. Why do you hate me now?" She sobbed uncontrollably. I saw Katie look in and give me a really dirty look for making her sister cry. She looked like she was going to come in, but Amy grabbed her and yanked her back out of the room. I felt awful. If I kept this up, I wasn't going to have any family left that wanted to talk to me.

"Becky, I don't know what to say. I did not mean it that way. I didn't know what I was saying. I love you. You are my 'Little Orange Person'. You saved my life. How could I hate you? Men are stupid that way; sometimes we say things that we have no idea how they are going to be taken. Please forgive me, sweetheart. Please come back into my mind." I kissed her, as passionately as I could. I had never really given her a real kiss before. Her eyes opened in surprise, and then she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back. She was inexperienced, but man, did she make up for it with desire!

"Do you really want me back in there?" She whispered haltingly. "You don't have to. I know it's difficult for someone who hasn't been used to it all his or her lives. I don't want to invade your privacy. Course, that's assuming I can do it. The little orange things are really mad at me for pulling them out. They haven't talked to me all morning!" She giggled. Was she serious?

"I really do, sweetheart. I miss you already." Since she had already done it once, it took only a short time to do it again. I felt the now familiar wash of love, as the tendrils scampered happily to their now appointed place. I felt at peace again. Well, almost. I sat down, and lifted Becky up on my lap. Then I kissed her. Really kissed her. Poor little virginal Becky (rape doesn't count). Never been kissed before, except by me a few minutes ago. By the time I was done kissing her, she could hardly breathe. She held me tight, trembling all over. Then she whispered in my ear.

"Are you going to make love to me?"

"Someday soon, Pretty Orange Person. Do you want me to?" I asked.

"Oh please! Don't tease me. Please!"

"Teasing is half the fun, silly." I started tickling her. Pretty soon, her shrieks had the other two peeking around the corner. When they saw that all was well and we were having fun, they all ran in and piled on. For a little while, all three of them made me forget my sadness.

That night, I went to bed by myself. Two nights in a row. I could understand last night, but I was starting to get lonely. It was odd. Victoria was seldom around. She hadn't even been gone as long as usual yet, but I missed her so much. I guess it was just knowing that she wasn't going to be around anymore that hurt. I was having a good cry when I felt the bed move. I wondered which one was coming to me. I turned around and got a surprise. All three had climbed into the bed!

"Are you girls planning on killing me tonight, or what?" I asked, teasing them. They were serious when they replied.

"Daddy," Amy whispered, "tonight is for you and Becky. We are here for moral support. And maybe a few crumbs afterwards," she giggled. I looked at Becky. She looked scared and excited. Her only other experience at this had not been good.

"Do you want to do this, Becky?" I asked. "This is your decision. Don't let anyone else decide for you. I love you, sweetie, I have you up here," I tapped my head, "and I don't need you anywhere else if you don't want to." I stroked her cheek softly as I spoke to her, and shivered as she softly rubbed her cheek against me.

"I want you, Da... Patrick. So much. I love you. The girls have told me how wonderful you are. I need that special feeling. I want to know what it feels like to be loved. Besides, no one here as made love to someone they are linked with. I want to see what it is like." Amy and Katie looked surprised. I don't think they knew we were linked. They grinned, and giggled, whispering to themselves. I couldn't hear all of it, but it sounded like bets on the odds of me surviving!

As I snuggled with Becky, I reflected on the last few months. As little as six months ago, the idea of being in bed with teenage girls for anything other than father-daughter snuggling was unknown to me. Now, I was snuggling with my daughters, but it was often so much more. The funny thing was, it was still father-daughter snuggling. Just with benefits. If they had decided tomorrow it would be nothing more, I don't think I would even protest. Sex with them was just a way to snuggle even closer. It was a result of love, not a reason for love.

The girls had all come in still dressed. Amy and Katie still remembered how much fun the undressing was. I kissed Becky, long and passionately, starting to slowly unbutton her blouse at the same time. Each time I unbuttoned a button, she gasped in my mouth and shivered all over. This was one excited little girl! When I finally undid the last button and pulled her blouse all the way opened, she shuddered all over and gave a little cry in my mouth. Had pretty, innocent little Becky just had her first little orgasm? I didn't doubt it. She was Katie's sister, after all, and I knew how hot Katie was. I started kissing her neck, her throat. She ran her fingers through my hair, and then held my head close to her. She gasped and cried out as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I licked it, sucked it, while playing and squeezing the other one. She was flushed all the way down to her chest.

I couldn't help teasing her a little. I stopped, and moved up, holding her close. I heard her whimper softly in frustration. I whispered in her ear.

"Do you want me to go on, sweetheart? I wouldn't want to do anything you didn't want me to."

She was suddenly kissing me everywhere. My lips, face, neck, everywhere she could reach.

"Please! Please take me! Help me forget what it was like. Please make it good for me. Please love me! Help me, and let me help you forget your pain."

The love and sympathy washed over me. I couldn't believe it. Little Becky was worried about me! Wanted to make it good for me! Everyone was right. She was so sweet. I decided right then that everything really would be all for her tonight. She had already given me everything I needed tonight.

Amy and Katie were lying on either side of Becky. They were holding her, kissing her cheeks softly, whispering in her ear. There was nothing sexual about their cuddling or kissing each other, just the signs of affection I had seen my little angels do everyday, but I had seldom seen anything so hot. Amy and Katie looked at me and smiled sweetly, their eyes filled with desire, and with thanks for what I was doing for their sister.

I ran my hands down her sides softly, tickling her in the process. She shivered as I softly touched her, caught between being tickled and being aroused. Being aroused won out. I ran my hands softly, gently, slowly over her flat little stomach, caressing it and feeling it tremble each time I touched it. She was whimpering and crying out almost constantly now.

When I slipped my hand inside her shorts, inside her panties, I could feel her, Amy and Katie all jerk at once. They remembered how hot that was. Becky couldn't take it anymore, and she reached down to undo her shorts. I took her cute little hand and moved it up to my mouth, kissing it. I smiled at Amy and Katie, and they both reached down and started unbuttoning her shorts. Becky's eyes opened real wide in surprise and confusion, as they lifted her little butt and slipped her shorts and panties off. She looked at me, confused and scared. I whispered in her ear, comforting her.

"It's ok, Becky, they won't hurt you. They don't get into girls. They just want to help a little, make it good for you, and relive their first time. They won't touch you down there." She relaxed visible, and kissed me, a hot, smoldering kiss.

I started kissing my way down her body. She was trembling all over now. When I spread her legs apart and moved my head between her legs, she put her hands on my head and held me.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice trembling. "That's dirty and gross. You can't like that!" Before I could answer, Amy and Katie jumped in.

"Let him do it. You will love it. We promise!" They both assured her. They gently removed her hands from my head and lovingly held them, caressing and kissing them. I tried something new. I let my green surround her orange, and caressed her. Her eyes flew open in surprise and amazement, and then she smiled softly at me, and spread her legs more for me. I could feel her nervousness still.

"If you don't like it, I promise I'll stop," I reassured her. She smiled trustingly at me. Knowing what would happen, Katie kissed her just as I licked her little pussy and clit for the first time. She screamed into Katie's mouth. As I sucked her clit into my mouth for the first time, she screamed again, and started thrashing all over, shaking violently. Then she stiffened her whole body, cried out again, and passed out.

I was stunned at her reaction. I felt her completely short circuit in her mind. She cried out my name in her mind just before she fainted. If this was her reaction this early, this was going to be a very interesting night! Amy and Katie held her, looking at me in shock, as I gently licked her thighs and pussy, slowly and softly, feeling her jerk each time I touched her.

It took her quite a while to revive. When she finally came to, she threw her arms around my neck and dissolved into tears, holding me close. I could feel these were happy tears, but I could also feel something else. She had sampled my mind, and felt how much I wished this was Victoria, how much I missed her. She was crying out of intense emotion, but also in sympathy for me. I had tried to hide that emotion, but I couldn't hide from my Little Orange Person. I knew she understood completely, and loved me for always keeping Victoria first. She kissed away tears, tears I didn't even know I had been crying, and whispered to me that it was all right. Then she guided my cock to her pussy, and guided me right in, raising her hips to help me penetrate when I tried to go slow for her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, and then did something I didn't expect, something I would never forget. All the time I stroked slowly in and out of her, she played scenes of my most intimate, wonderful sex with Victoria in my mind. Oh, how I loved this girl! It was always for someone else, never for her. When I came inside her, as she came with me, I passed out this time.

When I finally revived, I had three of the prettiest girls in the world cuddling with me. Becky was lying on top of me, with Amy and Katie snuggled as close as they could get. All three were kissing me everywhere they could reach. Amy and Katie had stunned looks on their faces. Amy expressed it for all of us.

"That was the hottest thing I have ever seen, Dad." She looked at Becky, her eyes filled with love. "Thank you!" she said. Becky smiled sweetly, blushing all over. We all fell asleep, snuggled together. I slept the whole night through, the first good night of sleep I'd had in six weeks.

It was dark in the room and Victoria was too far away for me to see her eyes, to see if they were the flat and devoid of all expression eyes I had seen twice before. If they were, it would mean that my life would probably end in the next few minutes, maybe literally. There was no outward indication of what she was feeling or thinking, but I just could not see any way it would be good.

Victoria walked into the room. She moved over to the bed, and just stood there, obviously waiting for me to say something, for me to explain what the HELL was going on before she killed me. Even at this time, my love and sympathy for Cindi won out over my fear and I just knew I had to protect her.

"Victoria, please don't blame Cindi for this. I'm the adult here, I'm responsible, and I should have stopped it. It's not her fault. She's a hurt little girl trying to find her way, trying to find love anyway she can. Blame me, but please do not blame her; please don't hurt her any more than she already has been by others and me. Although not intentionally, I took advantage of her and I cannot tell you how sorry I am".

I said all of this in a whisper, hoping not to wake up Cindi and have her face this any sooner than she had to. I could finally see Victoria's eyes, although not well through my tears. They did not look flat and devoid of all expression; maybe I would live through this yet. She sat down on the edge of the bed. Then, she bent down and kissed me!

I was stunned! I could not think. Her first kiss was just a gentle kiss, too quick for my numbed mind to even respond. Then she kissed me again, and this time her mouth opened and she slipped her tongue into my mouth. I automatically responded, as my brain tried to figure out what was going on.

After she broke the kiss, she sat up and looked at me. Her eyes were solemn, with a little twinkle.

"Surprised you didn't I?" she asked, and smiled gently. I could only nod my head yes.

"Look", she said, "I know you well. You would never take advantage of anyone. I doubt very much this was your idea, or that you gave up easily. I've seen the change in Cindi the last few weeks; I'm not entirely surprised by this. Whatever you are doing with her, it seems to be working, she seems to be getting better, and that's all I care about. If I thought you were just taking advantage of our daughter to get some teenage nookie, we would not be talking right now. However, be careful - Amy must not know about this, and for heaven's sake close the bedroom door! I'll call from now on before I come home."

Before I could even respond, Cindi started to wake up, apparently awakened by our voices. When she opened her eyes, she was looking at me and obviously didn't know someone else was in the room yet. She smiled at me brightly, and then noticed the direction I was looking, turned her head, and saw her mother sitting on the bed. The look of fear on her face broke my heart.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Mommy, I'm so sorry, it was all my fault, please don't hate Daddy, I made him do it, he tried to stop me, but I tricked him while he was asleep, please Mommy, don't hate him, he loves you so much, I'll go away and live somewhere else, please don't divorce him... Please Mommy" she begged in a little girl voice and started crying.

Victoria tried to look stern and mad for a minute - she is Amy's mother, after all and cannot resist teasing people - but she quickly stopped when she realized how upset Cindi was. She reached out and took Cindi into her arms, and held her and kissed her.

"It's alright, honey, I know. I understand. I'm not mad... well, I might be a little if you've worn him out!"

Cindi's eyes were as big as saucers as she tried to understand what she was being told.

"You know you can't let anyone know about this. Not even Amy. Especially not Amy. If any one finds out, your dad would go to jail and they would take you two away. You have to be very careful."

Uh oh. Cindi had been practicing Amy's eye rolls. She was not as good at it as Amy was, but this one was not too bad. "I know, Mom. I'm not stupid, you know. I won't tell anyone." Then I could see it in her eyes. Victoria could too; we both smiled a little as Cindi decided that maybe she shouldn't be so snippy with her Mom considering the current circumstances.

"So, you're really not mad at me?"

"Well, I'm a little upset about this and there is one thing we need to resolve right now, young lady."

I could see the look in Victoria's eyes, so I knew this was going to be good - she was playing with Cindi. You are so bad, Victoria, I thought. The fear was back in Cindi's eyes.

"Oh, God, Mom, anything, I promise I'll do anything to make it better, please tell me what I can do!"

"Well, it's my turn and you are in the way. Could you move over, please?"

I could see the wheels turning in Cindi's head as she tried to understand what her Mom was saying. Then her eyes opened very wide, she blushed bright red clear down to her chest, she gave a nervous little laugh, and jumped over to the other side of the bed as if she had been shot. She watched, fascinated, as Victoria stood up and started to undress. "MOM!!"

Although I was surprised, I was not very shocked as she undressed in front of us. Victoria had shown a flash of inventiveness in the past, although not what would be called kinky now days. There had been an interesting girlfriend swap with us and my roommate and his girlfriend in college. Victoria had gone with my roommate before me, and I had always been madly in love with his girlfriend, so it worked out well. Only thing was, everyone had been in on the plans except me. I did not learn until years later that while I thought Samantha was seducing me one weekend, Robert and Victoria had been off having one last fling. A month and a half later, Robert announced he and Samantha were getting married, as she was pregnant. I always wondered whose baby it was...

As Victoria finished getting undressed, she got up on the bed. When she gets home after a long trip, she usually likes to take me inside her right away the first time, without any foreplay. She is usually so horny she is ready to go right away. Then we play around later. As she lowered herself down on me, I thought Cindi was going to die. She was so embarrassed, and yes, there was a little bit of "EWWWW" as she watched her parents make love, but she was also riveted in place, fascinated; she could not have moved if she had wanted to.

Victoria reached over, took her hand, and pulled her over close to us again.

"Cindi, honey, climb up on Daddy's face and show me what he does to you that has made you so much better." Victoria looked over at me and smiled.

"MOM!!"

"It's ok, honey, Mom won't mind." I said.

"DAD!!!"

As Victoria put her arms around Cindi and moved her over, helping her get into position, Cindi covered her face with her hands. I think her whole body was bright red. "I cannot believe I am doing this," she moaned. "I am so embarrassed".

I put my hands on her hips, and lowered her down on my face, licking her pussy and sucking her clit into my mouth. She jerked, trembled and screeched quietly, and then seemed to forget all about her embarrassment. Amazing how that works, isn't it?

I was quickly getting overwhelmed. Two of my favorite four females in the whole world were making love to me. I was really pushing it with Cindi, as I wanted to make sure she had an orgasm before Victoria finished me off, but it was going to be close. Cindi was having problems sitting upright she was so turned on, and she leaned back against her Mom for support. Victoria put her arms around her waist and held on to her, whispering in her ear, asking her how it was, as she stroked her hair.

"Oh, God, Mom, you have no idea how good this feels!" Then she giggled. "Oops, yeah I guess you do!"

Cindi cried out as I pushed my finger up into her, as her orgasm overtook her. That, plus the sight of the two of them cuddled together, and the sound of Victoria's orgasm, was enough to set me off.

After we all calmed down a little and could almost breathe again, Cindi became aware again of where she was and what condition she was in. She turned beet red again, jumped off the bed and me saying, "I am SO embarrassed, I can't believe I did this, I got to go!" and ran out of the room. Victoria and I looked at each other and laughed.

"I'll go talk to her. She'll be ok," she said, as she got dressed and left the room. Later, she came back and said Cindi was ok, she was just really embarrassed, but they had a nice long talk and she would get over it. Victoria got undressed, climbed back in bed, and we proceeded to have our usual day of fun when she got home. Funny thing, the next day, it was always Amy that brought us food in the room. Cindi always seemed to be busy.

Nothing like that ever happened again. Neither Victoria nor Cindi did anything sexual with each other during that one time, nor did Victoria ever participate in any other sexual activities with Cindi and me again. Neither of them ever mentioned it again, nor did I. Cindi did, however, always blush so prettily anytime Victoria and I ever kissed, cuddled, or did anything even remotely sexual. I started paying more attention to when Victoria was coming home, and Cindi and I had a rule that we never did anything when Victoria was home or coming home.

Victoria and I had a long talk the next evening when the girls were out. She agreed that what was happening was good for Cindi and should continue. She did, however, formally express some ground rules, all of which I was following anyway. Her ground rules were a) this could only be with full consent of all parties involved. If at any time Cindi was to say no or express any doubts about continuing the relationship, I was to never touch her sexually again, nor was I to try to change her mind; b) there were to be no babies c) be careful, no diseases d) Cindi was to be encouraged to date when she felt comfortable and the time was right - this was not meant to be a permanent relationship e) unless she specifically asked, Victoria did not want to know any of the details, unless it was necessary for Cindi's well being, and f) Cindi was not meant as a replacement for Victoria. If Victoria ever felt that she was being neglected sexually or emotionally because of the relationship with Cindi, we would pull the plug on the whole deal, regardless of the circumstances. I agreed whole-heartedly to all the conditions, as she knew I would. There was never any jealousy between the two, Cindi managed to hide it from Amy (quite an amazing feat as we discovered later), and the situation continued until circumstances beyond anyone's control caused it to stop about six months later.

We have got along great from day one. She can be a bitch at times but most can. Over the years we have flirted with each other in some way. Well ten years and two kids later she is still a looker. Her hips are much larger, but she still looks pretty hot. I like big hips anyway.    One day we were at a party at her house and I was helping in the kitchen. Taking stuff out side and such.

“Out the way.” I say to her and playfully smack her on the ass. She jumped but didn’t seam to mind.

“You better leave my ass alone.” She replied throwing a towel at me.

Well, I went outside and put some stuff where she wanted it. I walked back inside to see what else she had for me to do. She must have been upstairs, so I decide to use the restroom. I finish and step out into the hall and run right into her coming down the hall. She bounced off the wall and I tried to catch her from falling. In doing this my hand brushed against her breast. I steadied her and started to laugh.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to run you over Tanya.” I say smiling at her.

“It’s ok. I don’t think you meant too.” She says staring to laugh.

My hand still on her backside holding her. “You know, I think I can stand on my own now.” She says and I notice that I still have my hand firmly on her ass.

“Oh shit! I’m really sorry Tanya.” I say feeling my face blush.

“It’s ok Rob. I’m not going to tell.” She replies smiling at me and smacking my arm playfully.  

I start down the hall and smack, she smacks me on the ass. I jump and turn towards her.

“Hey I owed you that one.” She says laughing as she brushes past me.

Her boobs brushing against me as she passes. I smile and walk behind her. I wonder what that ass looks like. I say to myself following closely behind. I watch her ass sway as she walks. She stops and turns around.

“Can you do me a favor?” she says smiling at me.

“Depends on what it is?” I say smiling back at her.

She bites her lip and looks into my eyes.

“Can you…I mean…” She fumbles for the right words. I smile,

“What is it that you want Tanya?” I ask moving closer to her.

She wets her lips. “This is really hard.” She starts to say before I start laughing.

“No, Not yet.” I reply winking at her. 

She starts to laugh and I lean in and kiss her softly on the mouth. My tongue slips into her mouth and I pin her back against the wall. Our tongues dance around in our mouths and my hand slides to her breast.

“Ummmm.” She moans softly as my thumb rubs her nipple. We break our kiss and she takes my hand, leading me up stairs to her bedroom.

“We only have about 30 minutes.” She says and starts undressing.

I pull off my shirt and drop my shorts and briefs. My cock pops free and she smiles as she removes her shorts and panties. I have wanted to see her body for so many years. She takes my hand and leads me to the bed.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so many years.” Tanya says and her hand goes straight to my cock. She starts rubbing it and fondling my balls.

“Mmmm, So have I. I wanted to fuck you since I first met you.” I say leaning in to kiss her again. “We don’t have time for that Rob.” She says stopping me short. She then drops to her knees and starts licking at my cock.  I close my eyes as she takes my cock into her waiting mouth. The warmth of her mouth on my cock causes it to throb. She takes the length of my cock in her mouth and sucks me gently. “Mmmmm, Damn.” I moan as she moves up and down my cock. I put my hand in her long hair and pull her up off my cock. “I want to fuck you now.” I say and stand her up. She smiles and lays on the bed spreading her legs for me. I climb in between her legs and slide my cock up and down her slit. “Well, what you waiting for?” She says smiling at me. I slowly slide the head of my cock into her moist pussy. “Mmmmm, That’s better.” She says winking at me. I slowly push into her pussy. I smile back at her then I slowly start fucking her pussy. “Awww damn. You are so tight.” I say as I fuck her pussy slow. “That’s cause I want it tight. I want to feel you fuck me.” Tanya says licking her lips. I start thrusting into her pussy faster and harder. “Mmmmm, Yesss. That’s it fuck my pussy Rob.” She moans loudly and starts moving her hips to meet mine. This causes me to fuck her even harder and faster. I’m pounding away at her pussy. “Mmmmm, Ahhhhh.” I moan breathing hot and heavy. I pound away at her pussy and she starts thrusting wildly at me. Our hips banging into each other as we fuck. Mmmmm, Oooohhhh.” She moans as I keep pounding her pussy. “Awwww shitttt!” I moan as I can feel my balls tighten. She is bucking wildly at me and her eyes are closed tightly. I thrust deep and I explode deep into her pussy. Her pussy clamps down around my cock and I can feel her squeezing my cum from me. I keep thrusting slowly as cum squirts from my cock. I stop cumming and start to pull out and her pussy clamps down tight and I feel her body shake. Suddenly I can feel her juices on my cock. And she holds me tight. Her body shakes violently. “Awwwwww, Fuuuccccckkkk!” She screams loudly as she takes a deep breath. I collapse on top of her and we lay there for a few minutes. I roll off her and she quickly hops up. “We have time for a quick shower.” She says and strolls into the bathroom.

Not long afterward the phone rings and it’s my Eileen. We talked briefly, exchanged "I love you" and hung up.

I was sitting in my recliner at this time as Dani had sprawled out on the couch. "You really love Aunt Eileen, don’t you?" she asked. "Well, yes of course I do Dani, if I didn’t I would have never asked her to marry me." I replied. "Do you love me too Uncle James?" she asked next. She had started calling me Uncle soon after I had proposed to her Aunt. "Sure I do honey, you’re gonna be my favorite niece." She didn’t realize that she would be my only niece but I didn’t see any reason to bring that up.

As soon as I said that she got up off the couch and came over to my recliner and sat in my lap and put her arm around my neck. "I love you too Uncle James" she said, almost in a whisper and then gave me a little peck of a kiss on the cheek.

We sat there silently for a little longer watching the race on t.v. before she spoke again. "I love my daddy too, and my Uncle Carl, I hope he’s okay."

I reassured her that her uncle would be fine and then we continued watching the race.

The next time she spoke I almost choked. "Do you and Aunt Eileen do the sex?" I heard her ask. I sputtered. I stammered. I turned red. Finally I just said "Well, Dani, Eileen and I love each other. Why do you want to know about sex?" "Well" she replied matter of factly, "When people love each other they do the sex."

"Well yes honey they do, that is true." was all I could think of as a reply, somewhat amused at her way of putting it "they do the sex".

"I love my daddy and Uncle Carl."

That hung in the air for a few minutes as I tried to wrap my brain around what she was saying. Did I hear her right? Or wrong? Or just what did she mean?

"Do you really love me Uncle James?" she asked shifting to look me right in the eye. I didn’t know where in the world this was going but I looked back into her brown eyes and told her "Yes Dani, I love you." All she said after that was "Okay." She put her head back down on my chest and we went back to watching the race.

Less than a minute later I felt her small hand rubbing back and forth across my crotch, tracing the outline of my cock through my shorts. I jumped up so fast that she spilled out of my lap onto the floor. "What the hell are you doing Dani?" I shouted at her. She looked so shocked and scared. Almost immediately I felt bad, I’d dumped her on the floor and yelled at her and now she looked like she was almost in tears. I picked her up and pulled her close in a hug and told her I was sorry. "I’m sorry Uncle James," she said "it’s just, I thought you, you know because you love me, you wanted the sex."

I sat her down on the couch and said the best thing I could come up with under the circumstances. "Dani, I do love you. I just didn’t know you knew so much about sex or that you wanted sex with me."

"Oh Uncle, I know all about the sex and when people love each other they do the sex." The way she kept saying "do the sex" almost made me laugh except for the circumstances were so uncomfortable. "My daddy and Uncle Carl taught me all about it, the hand job and the blow job and how to swallow and everything. I do it for them all the time" she continued. All I could say was "I need another beer Dani, I’ll be right back." and made my way to the kitchen.

"Okay Uncle James, I’m gonna go pee." she said calmly and went to the other end of the house to the guest bath.

I stood in the kitchen freaking the fuck out. I had never been in a situation like this before and was in a serious moral dilemma. What do I do? What should I do? What COULD I do? If I wanted to…

I made up my mind.

I sat back on the couch watching the t.v. and waiting for Dani to return from the bathroom. I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye as she came back into the living room and there she was. All 85 pounds of her stark naked walking towards me. No tits, not a hair on her pussy. Just little puffy nipples, skinny legs, skinny arms and a bony little butt. She plops down on the couch next to me and I ask her "What does your mom think about you and the sex?"

"Oh, we can never tell mom, daddy and Uncle Carl says it has to be a secret. They say girls get jealous. They say we can’t ever tell. You can’t tell Aunt Eileen, because she’ll get jealous and something bad will happen. Daddy and Uncle Carl said so." Well, now I knew everything I needed to know.

"That’s right Dani, we can’t ever tell." I said as I pulled her closer. I reached back and pulled the comforter off the back of the couch and wrapped her in it as I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

I sat there on the couch trying to watch the race but I couldn’t have even told you who had the lead at that point. Dani had completely covered herself under the comforter and I could feel her hands fiddling with the zipper of my shorts. Soon enough she had my cock out and was gently stroking it. "Do you like that Uncle James" she asked from underneath the covers. "Oh yeah baby, that feels great. You’re just great. You just do whatever you want." I said back to her. I closed my eyes and reached under the cover and started to explore her body with my hands.

She was so small, so skinny, not an ounce of fat on her body. She had no hips at all, her bony little butt was as hard as a rock. And I was so turned on. I had never in my wildest dreams thought of anything like this in my life. I felt her shoulders, down her arms, her back, I played with her nipples and felt her shiver. This was such a foreign landscape and I wanted to learn every inch. I caressed her legs and made my way to her crotch. As she felt my hands nearing her pussy she wordlessly spread her legs wider.

All this time she stroked my cock under the covers while the cars on the t.v. went round and round. As I lightly ran my finger up and down the slit of her hairless pussy I could feel myself getting close to cumming. "Dani, honey, I’m going to cum" I told her. "Okay" she said, "I’m ready".

I then felt that wet sensation of a warm mouth cover the head of my cock and a hand caressing my balls, coaxing me to cum. My hips jerked and my cock spasmed as I shot my load into her willing little mouth. She was sucking now, and swallowing as fast as she could. My cock kept jerking and I kept cumming, it felt like it would never stop. Without a doubt, the best orgasm I had ever had and also the longest. After I had stopped cumming she continued swallowing and sucking and licking me clean. Only after she had cleaned up every last drop did she take her mouth off of my cock. Then she replaced it with one of those little hands and kept lightly caressing it.

I laid there spent, brushing her hair with one hand and still lightly stroking her pussy with the other. I will never forget that feel of that perfectly smooth pussy, not shaved, just baby smooth naturally. "Thank you Dani." was all I could manage to croak out. She lifted her head out from under the covers her hand still holding my now soft cock and told me "I love you Uncle James."

"I love you too Dani" I replied.

The hesitation that Tracy expressed during the conversation with Mandy last night worried me. She might be showing more common sense than I had just used. Additionally, she had specifically told Mandy not to do anything until she'd had time to think about it. What if she got upset about what happened between Mandy and I and decided to call the cops.

I could only see two possible angles of attack here. Either I tried begging Mandy to never say anything and do the best I could to get these girls out of here A.S.A.P. Or, I could try to influence Tracy's decision in the right direction. Which meant I needed to get her to willingly have sex with me as well.

I reached down and caressed Mandy's baby soft ass and the decision was made. Mandy pulled herself up tighter to me pulling her leg up almost to my now hardening cock. I could feel the heat of her young slit pressed against my leg. I wanted her virginity and I wanted it bad. Tracy was even prettier than Mandy and I wanted her as well. And then there was little Mary. Although she was most likely to small for fucking, I really wanted to find out what it was like to lick her little 10-year-old pussy.

I traced around Mandy's ass crack stopping at her puckered entrance. Mandy smiled a little but kept her eyes closed. I traced light around it a couple of time and then pressed my finger into it. Mandy's eyes popped open but she said nothing and made no move to stop me. We looked deeply into each other's eyes as I pressed even more. Her ass slowly allowed my finger to slip slightly inside.

As the tip of my finger slipped through her opening Mandy gasped just a little then bit her lower lip. Still she was not stopping me. I pushed harder and moved on past my first knuckle. Mandy closed her eyes tightly and let out just a little whimper.

I stopped right there and ask her if she was ok?

Mandy nodded and said, "It's just that your fingers are kind of big. It even felt big in my other hole last night".

"Well, this would probably feel a lot better if we had a little Vaseline or something", I told her. At the same time I pulled back out, deciding it would be best to wait on that.

I brought my hand back up to cup one of her small breasts and kissed her at the same time. When we broke from our kiss she looked down at my hand on her breast.

"They're kind of small" she said.

"Nonsense", I told her and went on to say "Of course, if you want them to get bigger all they need is the right stimulation".

"What kind of stimulation" she asked?

With that, I slid down a little and sucked her young pink nipple into my mouth.

"Mmmm…I think I'm going to need lots of that", she said and then giggled.

I slid one arm under and brought her up on top of me, switching to the other breast as I did. Mandy raised her hips slightly allowing my now rock hard cock to slip up between her legs and then closed her legs tightly around it. As I teased her young nipples with my tongue, Mandy began to grind her pelvic bone against mine. I could feel the heat of her slit against my cock and it was driving me nuts.

After a few minutes Mandy pulled herself upright and sat across me just below my cock. She took hold of my cock and began to slowly stroke it while looking directly at me. She glanced down at my cock for a few seconds and then looked back up again.

"God, you look so big next to me! Do you really think it will fit inside of me", she asked?

I had actually been making that very same comparison myself, but I didn't tell her that. Instead I told her "I'm sure it will honey. As long as we take our time and do it slow at first, it'll fit just fine." I wasn't entirely sure that was true but I was really hoping we would find out sooner or later.

Mandy pressed my cock down flat against my stomach and slid forward. She now had my cock trapped between her cunt and my stomach. She started slowly rocking back and forth. In essence she was trying to do the reverse of what I'd done to her the night before. She wasn't wet enough down there yet for it to be very effective though.

After a minute or so I coaxed her to turn around into a sixty-nine position. Slipping the other pillow under my head, I settled in for a little pussy licking. I had thought last night that her young pussy was beautiful but now in the morning light, it was without a doubt the most beautiful sight in the world to me.

I inhaled her virgin sweetness deeply before burying my face into her. I went to work on her clit for the first minute or so and then started alternating with tongue probes into her sweet little slit. It only took about 5 minutes before I could tell by her little whimpers that she was about to cum.

All at once Mandy let my cock pop out of her mouth and said, "Wait".

She quickly turned around and resumed her previous position and began to ride back and forth on my cock hard and fast. A few times she got carried away and slid far enough forward that my cock would pop up and stab at her little slit. She would stop just long enough to raise up a little and get it back between us and then go at it again.

We were both damn near cumming when it happened again. This time as she pressed back onto my cock, I shoved up hard at the same time. As wet as she was now, the head of my cock popped right into her. The instant it happened, Mandy froze with a look of shock on her face.

"Ohhhh…god it hurts", she finally managed to cry out.

The tears were starting to come to her eyes and she started to tremble but she made no move to pull off of me.

"You're almost there baby", I told her. "Don't stop now. You can do this."

Mandy shook her head no but still didn't try to pull off of me.

"There's just a little more pain to get through and it will be all over. Then it will feel a lot better Mandy."

There was no response from her this time. She was looking down and still whimpering. I was caressing her soft thighs and hips with both hands.

"Try to press back just a little at a time honey. Then let up for a second and press back again", I told her.

Mandy still wasn't looking up at me and she said nothing. However, after a few seconds I felt her push lightly. It wasn't hard enough to get any further but she was trying. I felt her relax for a second and then she pushed back a little harder this time. My cock slipped another quarter of an inch or so into her. She pulled up a little and tried again. This time a good inch penetrated her and I felt her virgin barrier. Quite obviously she felt it as well since she gasped and froze.

"This is it honey", I told her. "This is the last little bit that will hurt and then it will get lots better."

Mandy tried pushing again but cried out and pulled quickly back up.

"I can't…I just don't think I can do this", she sobbed.

She was looking up at me now and the tears were running down her face.

I reached up and brushed her tears away and then ask her "Do you want me to do it for you?" I asked.

Mandy just looked at me for a few seconds and I was afraid she might chicken out. But a few seconds later she slowly nodded.

I pulled her down to me and as I did my cock slipped out of her. I kissed the tears from her cheeks and just held her for a minute or so. Then I rolled her over onto her back and brought myself up between her legs.

Mandy said nothing as I positioned myself to enter her. Her little pussy was already starting to bleed just a little. I pressed up against her slit and leaned forward to kiss her as I slowly entered her again. She whimpered only slightly as the head popped inside. I gave her just a few seconds to adjust before easing on up into her.

As soon as I pressed up to her hymen I felt Mandy tense up. I withdrew back out to the head again and then entered her again. I did this several times until I felt her start to relax. I took her face in my hands and kissed her, increasing the speed of the short strokes I was taking into her.

I continued my short fast strokes until I felt her young body start to respond with her own movements. I pushed just a little harder and Mandy responded by pushing back a little more as well.

"It's now or never ", I thought to myself.

I pulled back to the head and pushed forward hard this time. Mandy pushed up as well and I slid easily through her hymen. Mandy let out one short cry and closed her eyes tightly. I stopped where I was for a few seconds and kissed the tears from her cheeks. As she started to relax a little I started taking slow strokes again. I only had about half of my cock into her but I was slowly working on up inside of her with each stroke.

"Is that it…I mean, is it all the way in me yet?", she asked in a trembling little girl voice.

"Not quite baby but the painful part is all over with. It will only get better from now on", I replied.

I went back for one more deep kiss and at the same time pushed my cock all the way home. Mandy broke the kiss and gasped as our pelvic bones met for the first time.

I stopped with my entire cock buried to the hilt in her tight hot little cunt and asked, "are you ok now Mandy?"

Mandy shook her head quickly and replied, "I think so…It still stings just a little but it's ok I think."

I kissed her little nose and said, "Good, now lets see what we can do about making it feel lots better."

Mandy giggled slightly and nodded her approval.

I pulled about half way out and slid slowly back inside again several times. Gradually I increased the stroke until I was until I was taking full strokes in her tight little cunt. Mandy wrapped her hands behind my head and pulled my face down beside her.

Softly, she softly gasped into my ear, "I'm ok I think…do it faster now."

That was all I needed to hear. I pulled myself almost fully upright and pushed both of her legs a little higher. I now had a clear view of my cock stuffed into that tight little hole and what an erotic sight it was. I started really slamming it to her now, watching her young slit in amazement as it swallowed up my meat with each stroke. My cock looked positively huge stuffed into such a small pussy. I couldn't believe I wasn't ripping her apart. While she had obviously bleed some, it was nowhere near as much as I would have expected judging by our size difference.

When I glanced up, Mandy had taken a hold of her own legs and was pulling them even higher, raising her head slightly so she could see as well. In about four minute's time, Mandy stiffened with her second orgasm and my release met hers. I swear I dumped a load of cum into this little girl that could have gotten an elephant pregnant.

Mandy jumped and gasped with each spurt of my cum into her tight little cunt. As both our orgasms subsided, Mandy's head fell back to the pillow and her legs fell back to the bed in unison. I nearly collapsed on top of her but caught the bulk of my weight on my elbows beside her.

"Oh god…that was sooooo good. I can't believe…I really did it…oh god", Mandy gasped out in segments. She accented her statement with a couple of squeezes of her cunt muscles on my cock.

"Well you did it just fine", I told her and leaned in for another long deep kiss.

I rolled us over again, bringing Mandy back up on top of me. We just laid there for fifteen minutes or so, not speaking, just holding and caressing each other. Mandy finally pulled herself up to a sitting position with my now semi-hard cock still inside of her. She sat there for a few seconds looking down at our union and then slowly began to pull off of me. Her freshly reamed little hole made an audible pop as the head of my cock slipped out.

Mandy looked up at me and with a soft smile on her face said, "My god, I can't believe all of that was inside of me".

I had to chuckle at her awe and then said, "Well, you had better believe it and you were wonderful."

Mandy nodded and said, "I guess so but it kind of made me bleed down there".

"That's a perfectly normal for a girl to bleed the first time. As a matter of fact, you didn't bleed near as much as one girl I was with a long time ago", I told her.

Then I suggested that maybe this would be a good time to take a shower and that she should probably slip back into the other bedroom before her little sister woke up. Mandy nodded and slid off of the bed. She waited as I got up and followed me to the shower.

My shower is one of those dual spray types, which totally fascinated Mandy. She laughed about it a couple of times a little louder than I was comfortable with. I had to tell her to keep it down so we didn't wake her sisters.

Mandy giggled again and said, "I don't think they would mind too much. As a matter of fact, I'll bet they would like some of this as well". She punctuated her statement by reaching out and squeezing my cock in her small hand.

Her statement brought back some of the fears of what we had just done to my mind. So I told her, "Well…maybe we shouldn't say anything to them just yet Mandy. I mean, they might not be as understanding as you think".

Mandy had grabbed the soap and was lathering up my cock and balls with slow, deliberate movements. My cock was coming to attention again in a hurry as she did this, worries or not.

Mandy stared at my cock, not looking up as she spoke. "I don't think you'll have to worry about that. Cause my sisters and I have kind of been fooling around with each other for a long time."

Mandy finally looked up and I saw she was blushing. She continued with, "I guess I just went one step further than them, that's all. It's not like the three of us haven't talked about doing it with a guy. We just never really had the chance."

What a paradox the site before me was. Her youthful face showed all innocence of a young child, right down to the blush on her cherub like face. At the same time she had both of her hands working on my cock and balls and was basically telling me her sisters would probably want to fuck as well.

To myself I thought, "God, I hope she's right about this. I'd love to be fucking all three of them.

I told Mandy, "Well, maybe we should take it slow at least. You know…make sure they are going to be ok with what we've done before you tell them everything."

Mandy shrugged her shoulders and then with a twinkle in her eyes and a smile on her lips, dropped to her knees and took me into her hot little mouth again. The way this little girl sucked my cock it was hard to believe this was only the third time she'd had a cock in her mouth. I braced myself against the wall with one hand and gently caressed the side of her face with the other. It took less than two minutes before I blew yet another load into her mouth. Mandy never missed a stroke this time. With the first spurt of my cum, she pushed me to the back of her throat and swallowed greedily, not missing a drop.

When she'd finished she stood up again. I reached down and grabbed her young ass with both hands, bringing her up for a kiss. Mandy wrapped her legs around me and returned my kiss hard. Mandy reached down between us and was trying to pull my now half-soft cock up to her cunt.

I broke our kiss and told her, "Honey, if I weren't afraid your sisters would wake up anytime now, I'd be glad to give it to you again. Besides, I think I need a little recharge time. You have about milked my cock dry this morning." I finished with a chuckle and told her, "I think I've created a sex monster!"

Mandy giggled and nodded her head rapidly. We shared one more short kiss and I sat her back down on her feet. We both finished our shower quickly and returned to the bedroom. Mandy slipped her robe back on and with one more short kiss, slipped out of the door and back to her room.

I pulled a pair of cut-offs and a T-shirt on and sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes to consider my situation here. Just a week ago, I would have never considered laying a hand on such a young girl. Now I had not only deflowered one, but I was seriously considering doing the same with her sisters as well! That thought was both exciting and scary at the same time. All I could do at this point was hope that Tracy and Mary would be as receptive to this as Mandy thought they would be.

When I walked out of the bedroom I saw the door to Mandy and Mary's room was open. Mary was sitting on Mandy's bed and they were giggling and talking. Mandy glanced at me and smiled, which caught Mary's attention. She turned and looked at me then quickly back to her sister. I had a sneaky hunch the cat was already out of the bag. I didn't hang around to find out.

On the way to the kitchen I noticed that the clothes I'd left on the hallway table were gone, so I assumed the girls had found them. I could hear that Tracy's shower was running as I passed her door. Since it appeared everyone was getting up, I figured the best thing I could do would be to get some breakfast going. I wasn't sure which way this day was going to go but one thing for sure was that I was going to need all the energy I could get.

 

She stood up and faced me with a big smile on her face. "Was I good Uncle James?" she asked. "Honey, sweety, baby, you were fantastic. You are the best girl I have ever had." I told her with a big smile. And I wasn’t lying. I was finally realizing that the evening and night were going to be one long sex fest. "Well" I asked her, "what do you want to do now?". "mm, I’m kinda hungry" she said, "do you have anything to eat?" "I bet I do baby," I replied "let me go look in the kitchen."

I came back from the kitchen, naked as a jay bird, cock swinging, with sandwiches, chips and drinks. Milk for her and a beer for me. I was feeling almost giddy by now. This was real. I was standing there, my cock hanging in the face of a little sex freak feeding her sandwiches and chips. She leaned out and pecked a little kiss on my cock. "Thats for you" she said, speaking to my cock. I laughed and told her "he like you too Dani, you’re his new best friend forever"

She laughed at that and we sat together on the couch eating and watching the end of the race. We talked about sex of course, she didn’t know much about racing. She told me all about her and her daddy and uncle, info I filed away in the back of my mind. Under most circumstances it would have been way too much information but I was so intrigued I didn’t try to stop her. She just rattled on and on. And the more she told me the more turned on I got.

I got up and took our plates back into the kitchen. When I came back Dani was on her hands and knees again, this time in front of the tv, her ass and pussy pointing straight at me. That little hairless pussy and that little brown pucker of an ass hole. What a sight.

"Whatcha doing" I asked her. "Oh, looking for some porn, you said you had some, I want to watch." she replied. "Well," I told her, "I keep that in the bedroom, you want to come watch some in the bedroom?" "Heck yes" she said and jumped up, running to grab my hand and lead me to my bedroom.

We sat up on the bed leaning back against the headboard, my one arm wrapped around her shoulder as we looked through my DVDs. "You know" she started giggling "you’re really big down there. A lot bigger than daddy or Uncle Carl. You’re like those guys in the movies." :"Well thank you very much miss Dani." I replied as a thought began to form in my now lecherous deviant mind.

We selected a movie "School Girl Nymphs" and started watching. Soon enough I was hard again and told Dani that I wanted to play with her pussy. And boy did I want to. She simply said "Okay" and without any instructions from me laid on her back, her head toward the foot of the bed, tucked a pillow up under her slender hips to elevate her pussy and then she spread her legs.

I knelt between her legs my cock rubbing on the sheets and already oozing precum and began to explore her pussy. I knew from what she had told me during sandwiches that she was far from being a virgin but still, wow, what a sight that pussy was. I played with it with my fingers first, stroking the outer lips, rubbing on her clit and teasing her hole. I slipped a finger easily in and began finger fucking. She lay there her eyes closed as she slowly moved her hips up and down and around in circles as I stroked my finger in and out. I increased the pace as my own arousal grew and she responded in kind. Her breathing got faster and more shallow. Her hips gyrated faster and faster as I took one of her hands and guided it to her clit. She took the hint and began to rub her clit as I added another finger to fill her pussy even more. This lasted maybe a minute, my two fingers pistoning in and out and her vigorously rubbing her clit before she exploded in climax.

It was amazing to watch. This little child/woman cumming like an animal, her eyes squeezed tight shut, her hips bucking and jerking on my fingers, She began to grunt and was muttering "Fuck me fuck me fuck me oh yahh fuck me daddy." I was so turned on that as her orgasm subsided and her pussy began to finally relax its grip on my fingers I slipped them out, grabbed my cock started jacking like a mad man and within seconds was spewing a wad of cum all over her belly and chest.

 

She opened her eyes to see me, cock in hand stroking stream after stream of cum out of my cock and all over her. She just looked at me briefly before laying her head back and closing her eyes again, both of her hands moving across her belly and smearing my cum up all over her nipples and rubbing them round and round. I finished coming and lay down on top of her, supporting myself on one arm, rubbing my softening cock on her pussy with my hand and kissing her on the forehead, cheeks and lips.

"Mmm baby, you are just too wonderful" I told her. She murmured something I couldn’t understand then began kissing me, We kissed for a long time, tongue thrashing kisses from hell, both of our bodies still on fire with passion. The smell of sex filled the room. My senses were in overload. One sensation I couldn’t drown out was the need to piss. Dammit I thought, why now? I reluctantly got out of bed to go to the bathroom with Dani following me.

Then she started jacking me off, slowly and gently, stroking my whole shaft while again rubbing my balls. Once more, I was ready to come, but she stopped again. She kissed me, long and deep, playing with my tongue, while slowly rubbing and stroking my stomach and chest. Then she asked me if I wanted her to quit. I swatted her butt and told her she was mean. She giggled, then moved down and swallowed my cock again. I thought I was going to die.

After teasing me this way for about an hour, she asked me if I wanted to cum in her mouth. I was so far gone by this time I begged her to let me. She grinned at me sweetly, and said "Anything for my Daddy!" Then she started sucking me slowly, very softly, I could barely feel her mouth. She did not stop this time, as I exploded into her mouth, but she kept moving very slowly. I must have passed out for a second as I came, because the next thing I knew, Cindi had lowered herself down onto my still hard cock and had taken me up inside of her.

I panicked. A blowjob was bad enough, but I could not have intercourse with my little girl! I moaned "No, Cindi, please don't" and tried to push her off, but she lie down on top of me and put her arms around me to hold on. She started moving up and down slowly, driving me farther up inside her, until I was buried all the way inside. Then she just held me, whispering softly to me.

"It's ok, it's alright, you're not molesting me; I want this so bad. Make love to me, Daddy. Show me what it can be like. I love you Daddy. Love your little girl."

She kept whispering to me as she staring moving again. I finally stopped fighting her and started moving with her. I could not have stopped then even if I wanted to. I kept whispering repeatedly how much I loved her; she said, "I know, Daddy".

Since I had already cum once, she was farther along than I was. I watched as my little girl had her first consensual orgasm on my cock. She held me, and cried out softly as her whole body shook. I held her tight and kept pushing up into her as her movements became too spastic for her to keep a rhythm. I kept it up until she came again, and this time I came with her. We fell asleep with my cock still inside her.

When I woke up, Cindi was laying on top of me, her beautiful hair scattered all over the place. As I became aware of my surroundings, I remembered what we had done. I was afraid my greatest fear was going to happen - there was no way I could limit this to just once. I saw her looking at me, smiling, but with a worried look on her face. I started to speak, but she put her finger across my lips to silence me.

"No, I will not let you be sorry, you have nothing to be sorry for, I love you Daddy and that was so wonderful and if this is our only time together I am not going to let you waste it on nonsense, now kiss me!" How could I resist an offer like that? I kissed her, and then I started tickling her.

She shrieked and squealed, laughing hysterically. I pushed her over on her back and with no warning, put my head between her legs and sucked her clit into my mouth, while putting my other hand over her mouth. She was so surprised she screamed into my hand. I figured we had to keep the noise down a little, as Amy was sleeping in her room. Fortunately, nothing except thunderstorms wakes her up. As I kept sucking and licking her, she screamed "Oh God, Daddy!" and exploded into another orgasm. I continued to suck and lick her, driving her to two more orgasms before she begged me to stop.

I moved up on top of her, spreading her legs apart and kissed her deeply, playing with her tongue, then I slowly slid my cock all the way into her pussy as I reached down and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She was so wet it was tight but easy to get into. It helped also that I am only 6 inches, just the right size for little teenage girls. I felt her jerk and tremble, and her arms flew around my neck and she whispered "Oh Daddy, again?" I slowly moved in and out of her, and soon she wrapped her legs around me, holding me tight and whispering my name repeatedly. We made slow and gentle love for a long time, and when we finally came together, it was more like a gentle rainstorm than an explosion. My girls have always been cuddly, but this last time seemed to have turned on the cuddle gene big time for Cindi. She just kept kissing my face, neck, shoulders, rubbing her hands down my body, whimpering nonstop. Finally, I turned over and let her lay on top of me again. That was how we were still laying when the alarm went off.

Amy was a little worried about us the next day. She told me Cindi had fallen asleep twice in class, and then Cindi and I both fell asleep on the couch watching a move, Cindi on one side of me and Amy on the other. I woke up to find that Cindi had gone to bed, and Amy was sitting on my lap, arms around my neck, kissing my cheek.

"Daddy, are you ok? You never fall asleep during movies".

"I'm just tired, honey. I didn't sleep well last night."

She giggled. "Yeah, Cindi can be hard to sleep with sometimes. Both of you falling asleep? What were you guys doing last night?" she smirked. Fortunately, she was not looking at me when she said that, as I am sure my face was a remarkable sight. She apparently was just joking, as she continued to prattle on about Amy nonsense for a few more minutes while I got my heart under control. I sincerely hoped she did not figure this one out. Right. What were the chances? Certifiable genius.

After a few more minutes, she got up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up from the couch.

"C'mon, Daddy, time to go to bed". I groaned - I was so tired I did not think I could walk into the bedroom and asked her to just let me sleep on the couch. Nope - she refused - Amy always knows best, don't you know? She walked me into the bedroom, sat me down on the bed, and started unbuttoning my shirt, taking it off for me. When she started on my pants, I decided I did not think I was ready for her to do this for me, after last night with Cindi, but she just slapped my hands away and told me to stay out of the way. She undressed me to my underwear, pushed me down into the bed, and covered me up. Then she walked over to the other side of the bed, crawled under the sheet, and snuggled up to me.

"Good night, Daddy" she whispered as she spooned up to me, holding me close. As she moved her hand away from me to pull the sheet over her, her hand accidentally brushed against my, now, hard cock. I was mortified - what was wrong with me? Please, do not let me start with Amy too. Not little sweet, innocent Amy. She did not seem to react, and I thought for a moment that she did not realize what had happened, or she was choosing to ignore it. Right. As if Amy would ever pass up an opportunity to tease. What planet do you live on?

As she cuddled up again, she kissed my ear softly, whispered, "Missing Mom a lot, are you?", and giggled. Was there no end to the supply of giggles for a teenage girl?

"I'm sorry, Amy. I couldn't help it."

She suddenly got serious. "I'm sorry for teasing you, I know you miss Mom and I know I remind you of her a lot. It's ok; I think it's a compliment that you react that way". She hesitated for a minute. "You know, Daddy, we love you a lot, we always will, no matter what. There is nothing you could do to make that change. You take care of us and make us so happy, and we would do anything to make you happy too. Whatever it is that is worrying you, Daddy, its ok. Really." Then she kissed me. Oh, please, do not let her have figured it out already. Please let this little genius have at least one blind spot!

"Besides," she whispered, "I think it's kind of neat that you get hard around me thinking about Mom. Don't worry; I won't take advantage of you!" She giggled hysterically, then snuggled up and went to sleep. Later, when I woke up, she was gone, back in her own bed.

Cindi did not come into my bed that night, nor did she for the next 10 days. Maybe her idea had worked, as she seemed much happier, cuddly again. I realized to my astonishment that I rather missed her in my bed. She was such a sweetheart, so pretty, and I loved her a lot. Cuddling was the thing I missed most about Victoria's absences.

The next 10 days were uneventful. Cindi seemed to be almost deliriously happy, laughing and, yes, giggling incessantly. She teased Amy a lot, and even played a couple of practical jokes on her; things she rarely did. Cindi was usually much too serious for that. After one particularly funny practical joke, that cracked us all up, Amy looked at me and gave me her famous "what?!?" look. I shrugged my shoulders. I figured I knew what it was due to, but I was not going to tell Amy that! When Amy and I were alone for a few minutes, she whispered, "What's up with Cindi?" I whispered back, "I don't know, but I like it better than the other way!"

On the tenth day after our liaison, Cindi seemed kind of quiet and withdrawn that evening. Amy and I looked at each other with the same expression - uh oh. Cindi was nice, not bitchy, just quiet and subdued. Later that night, as I was about to fall asleep, I felt someone crawl into bed with me. I wondered who it was - when Cindi had stopped sleeping with me, Amy had snuggled up to me a couple of nights. I didn't know if she was jealous, or just sensed that I missed the snuggling I had been getting before. It could be both - it was almost uncanny how Amy could often read people's emotions. I waited for whomever it was to snuggle up to my back, but they didn't. When I turned around to look, Cindi was laying there, big sad eyes wet with unshed tears, hands clasped to each other across her chest, trembling like a leaf.

"You'd like to suck on those little tits wouldn't you?" She ask.

I smilled and told her that of course what man wouldn't. She ask me if she could arrange it so I might get a feel and ever a suck of them would I be willing to? By this time my cock was at it's full length and hard as nails. We talked a little more about her and before I knew it my wife had my cock in her mouth sucking me off. I stripped her naked and we had a great fuck right there on the sofa.

The next Friday night when I came home from work my wife meet me with a smile and said "guess what?" I answered her with a "What"

"Sally is going to spend the night with us while her parents are out of town" My cock twiched in my pants. That evening when she came over we ate and watched some TV then my wife suggested we get ready for bed. She took Sally to her room and helped her change into a very short nighty that I could see through. I had stripped and was in bed waiting for my expecting to get a good fuck from her. Then to my supprise my wife and Sally walked into the bedroom. I could see the little brown nipples and a small patch of brown at her pussy. They come over and crawled up on the bed.

"Honey" My wife said, "Sally wants you to show her your cock, she has never seen a real one".

"Are you sure we want to do this"

"Sure I think its time she saw a real cock and you have a nice one to show her."

"I won't tell anyone Mr. M. if you let me see it"

Needless to say I was fully hard. I slowly lowered the sheet and my cock sprang up and bounced.

"WOW I didn't know they got that big and hard, can I touch it?"

"Sure" My wife said. She reached out and put her hand around it. "Pump it up and down" my wife said. She slowly pumped up and down and I thought I was going to cum right there.

"Well Sally now that he has shown you his don't you think you should show him what you have?" She pulled her night up and over her head and exposed the most beautiful body I think I have ever seen. Her tits were not large but nice with small nipples. She had a small patch of dark hair on her pussy. I ask her if I could touch her and she looked at my wife who nodded the ok and she pushed her tits out. I cupped them both and squezed them. The little girl sucked her breath in. With out asking I leaned over and started sucking them one at a time. She didn't resist but offer them to me. I put my hand on her pussy and started rubbing it slowly. To my supprise she opened up her legs to give me more access to her little pussy. By this time my wife was naked and had started fingering her clit. I put my finger in the little pussy and she was wet. I pushed her back so she was laying down and pulled her legs further apart and started kissing her pussy. She put her hands on my head but didn't try to pull me away. I started licking up and down her slit and flicking her clit at the top each time. She started to moan and push her ass up to my mouth. I put my tongue in her pussy and tongue fucked her she was moaning and pulling at the sheet on the bed. She started shaking and pulled my head into her pussy and I knew she was having her first orgasm. My cock was so hard it hurt and I needed some relief.

"Fuck her" my wife said.

"Yes fuck me, please."

I crawled up between her legs and rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit coating it with pre cum. The with a little push the head found her tiny fuck hole and entered. I pushed until the head was completely in and she was hot and wet. I slowly started to push more of my cock into her tiny cunt and was supprised at how wet she really was.

"More, more please give me more Mr. M."

"Jim fuck her can't you see she wants it and is ready for it so get on with it and shove that cock in her".

I ask her if she had ever been fucked and she said no so I was looking for her hyman but to my supprise there was none, so I continued pushing my cock into her. I finally had myself burried up to my balls in her 14 year old pussy and it was great. I started fucking her slowly at first taking a full stroke each time. Sally was moaning and growning with each stroke. My wife let our a small screem and said "Oh shit i'm cumming". With that I started pumping Sally hard and fast. Her cunt was increatable I had never felt anything so wonderful on my cock. She had her legs wrapped around my ass and was pushing back each time I rammed the dick to her. She started to shake again and started with a low scream that got lowder each stroke.

"She is about to cum all over your big cock" My wife said. I put my mouth on her young lips and made a couple of more lunges and I felt my balls errupt and shoot her full of cum.

"Fuck her baby fuck her little pussy and pump it full of your man juice" which I did. We both came down from our high and I rolled off her. I half limp cock still seeping cum.

"Did you like it Sally" My wife ask.

"OH YES it was wonderful. I didn't know fucking was so wonderful. Can we do it again?" Laying there looking at that beautiful 14 year old body that I had just fucked and unloaded my balls in I assured her that we could do it again. My wife said don't forget about my. I told her I could never forget or thank her enough for making this night possable.

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Then my mind took another turn. They had said something about little Mary as well. My god, she was only ten years old. I didn't even know a girl that young could have desires or feelings like that! From what Mandy had said, she had licked Mary's little cunt before. I couldn't imagine that happening without Mary doing likewise.

I tried to envision in my mind what a ten-year-old pussy might look like or for that matter taste like. That was all it took to push me over the edge for a second orgasm. Damn, I hadn't cum twice that fast since I was a teenager.

I rinsed the remaining semen off of the wall and my cock. Watching as it made it's way down the shower drain, another thought came to mind. These girls needn't worry about my throwing them out. Hell, if they had any worry at all it should probably how soon I would let them leave.

I left the shower, pulled on a pair of boxers and sat on the edge of my bed for a couple of minutes. Some degree of sanity was making a futile attempt to creep back into my mind.

Never in my life had I looked at young girls in this way. Don't get me wrong here. Certainly I had looked at a few young developing girls and admired their budding beauty. Never had I even remotely considered attempting to fuck one of them though. A 36-year-old man just doesn't think about things like that, do they?

As I pondered that question I realized that my shower activity had left me dry mouthed. I slipped down the hall to the kitchen and grabbed a Coke from the refrigerator. As I passed Tracy's room I could hear little sounds that told me they were still going at it in there. I had to force myself on to the kitchen. I leaned against the counter and practically gulped the Coke down. I thought to myself that the smart thing to do here was get started first thing in the morning finding their Uncle Fred. I'd be saving myself from a lifetime of making little ones out of big ones in the gray-rock hotel. I finished my Coke and headed back towards my room. Just as I was about to enter I thought about Mary again. I turned and entered her room instead.

It took my eyes a couple of seconds to adjust to the darkness of the room. There was a full moon out that night and the light was more than enough to see Mary clearly. She was lying on her stomach, blankets kicked off and the tee shirt I'd given her had ridden up to her waist. Her small bare ass was in full view.

I walked over to the bed and started to pull the covers back up over her but then stopped. In almost a trance like state I reached for her ass. I touched her lightly at first with only my fingertips. A few seconds later I had my full hand on her incredibly soft ass. She had the softest skin I'd ever felt. I caressed both of her ass cheeks and then traced my fingers down her crack and she never stirred once.

I continued on down one of her thighs and then started back up the other. On the way back up I slipped my hand around to her inner thigh. When I did, her legs parted slightly. I froze, thinking that I might have woke her. Listening closely I could hear that she was still breathing slow and deep. "Good, she's still asleep." I thought to myself. In the pale light of the room I still could not really see between her legs. The vision of a bare ten-year-old pussy was still in my mind though. I just had to touch her there once.

I went back up to her ass cheek and then slowly traced down her crack seeking her most secret place. Just as I thought I was near Mary moved again. This time I heard a little whimper and she rolled onto her side facing away from me.

That snapped me back to reality. "What the hell am I doing?" I thought. I pulled the covers back up over her and quickly headed for the door. I was almost there when Mandy walked in.

We both were a little startled and froze in our respective tracks for a moment.

"Hi' she said softly.

I knew I'd better think of something fast. "Hi" I responded then went on to say "I just stopped by to check on you girls before going to bed. I was wondering where you were."

Mandy moved towards her bed and softly said "I just had to talk to Tracy for a few minutes."

"Yeah, right" I thought to myself. I could smell the recent sex between her and Tracy all over her. I didn't have time to respond before Mandy turned around to look at me. Without even a moment's hesitation she untied her robe, slipped it off and tossed it across the foot of the bed. There she stood facing me completely nude.

I know it was only a couple of seconds but it seemed like minutes. She was absolutely beautiful standing there in the moonlight. Her breasts, although small, were far from her sisters but still more than the little buds I would have expected on a 13-year-old. She had small pink nipples that even in the pale light I could see were hardening. I couldn’t' see a single hair on her young pussy.

My cock was coming to attention in a hurry. I swear I saw her glance down at it once before she turned to climb into bed. To my amazement, she didn't reach to pull the covers up though.

She laid there for a couple of seconds more before asking "Are you going to tuck me in too?"

I was beside her in a New York second. She stared into my eyes as I reached across her to pull the covers up over her young sexy body. I just had her covered when she reached up to grasp the back of my neck, pulling me towards her.

I tried to give her an innocent kiss on the cheek but she had other ideas. She turned her face and kissed me once on the lips. Then a second time, this time parting her lips to me. That was more than I could take. I sat down on the edge of her bed and returned her kiss with passion. As we kissed I was caressing her body through the cover and wishing I'd not pulled it up so quickly. As my hand made it's way up to one of her small breasts, she suddenly broke off the kiss.

Mandy said an obviously nervous "Good Night" and rolled quickly away from me onto her side.

I went through the motions of giving her covers a couple of more tugs and then stood to leave the room. Mandy said nothing more. I pulled their door shut behind me and returned to my own room.

Sitting on the edge of my bed I was cursing myself for going to fast with Mandy. Perhaps all she wanted was a kiss, but I just had to go for the gold. "DAMN" I thought to myself "I really hope I didn't scare her off entirely". With that in mind I switched off the light and settled into bed.

I couldn't have been more than 4 or 5 minutes later when I heard a soft knock on my door. I called out "Come in" and switched the light on at the same time. Mandy, now with her robe back on, entered the room. She was shielding her eyes from the light so I switched it off again. There was more than enough light in the room for us to see each other.

Mandy closed the door and without saying anything came over to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed with one leg on and the other on the floor before she finally spoke.

"I…I just came to apologize. I mean…it wasn't very nice of me…you know. Getting undressed like that in front of you and kissing you…then just stopping. I guess I just got a little scared…you know…that I wouldn't be able to stop you…if you wanted to…you know."

I reached down and took her small hand. "Come up here and lie beside me for a minute" I said as I pulled her towards me.

Mandy moved on up and laid her head down beside me facing towards me. I caressed her cheek for a couple of seconds while I considered my reply.

"Mandy, you needn't apologize too me. If anything I'm the one that should be doing the apologizing. I mean, I'm plenty old enough to know better. I know it's against the law for me to be like that with a girl your age. But you were so beautiful and when you kissed me…I guess I just kind of lost my head there for a moment."

I had continued to caress her face, neck and hair as I was speaking to her. Mandy was lying there with her eyes partially closed and just a slight smile on her face. I was thankful that I was lying on my side facing her so she couldn't see that my cock was again rising to the occasion even as I spoke to her.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" she finally asked.

"My God yes" was my instant reply. "Standing there in the moonlight like that was probably the sexiest sight I've ever seen. You are such a pretty girl."

Mandy giggled softly and now moved her hand up to my face. She was now trying to caress me as I was doing to her.

After another few seconds she said "I did come over to apologize…but I came for another reason as well."

"What's that?" I asked.

"Well…if you'll let me...Maybe I could take care of the problem I caused."

I had a pretty good idea where she was going but I feigned ignorance and asked, "What problem is that?"

"You know" she replied. "Down here." She said as she moved her hand down to my hip. Then she went on with "I kind of saw that I'd had an effect on you."

With that said my cock was about to rip its way through my shorts. It sounded to me like she intended to ignore Tracy and take the bull by the horn, so to speak. This was it. The moral and legal crossroad had just been reached. I knew my next decision would change my life, probably forever. With most of my blood now packed firmly in the little head the decision was easy.

"Are you sure about that Mandy? I mean, you don't really have to but…I mean are you sure you want to do that?"

Mandy only nodded. Then without another word she stood and removed her robe again. I pulled back the blankets and shed my boxer shorts. Mandy crawled back up the bed on her hands and knees and lowered her mouth to kiss me. As we kissed I reached up to lightly caress her young breasts. She made no move to pull away this time.

Mandy's left hand made its way slowly down to grasp my throbbing cock. The second she touched me she broke off the kiss. Mandy turned her head quickly to look at what she had just felt.

"My God you're big!" she said in total shock I think.

I told her I wasn't all that big and that there were guys out there with a lot more than I had. I'm not sure if she was listening to me at that moment though. Her little hand could barely half encircle my cock.

Mandy moved down on the bed and took me in both hands, never taking her eyes off my cock as she did. She began to pump it slowly and moved over between my legs at the same time.

She finally looked up at me and said "I can do this but you got to promise me you won't push, ok? I mean, just let me do it."

I assured her that I wouldn't and with no more words she repositioned herself and lowered her mouth to my cock.

Her little tongue licked lightly around the head several times before she finally opened her mouth took just the head inside. She pulled slowly back off teasing me with her tongue on the way. Then she went right back down again and just a little deeper this time. She continued this process until she had about 3 inches in her mouth. I could feel that she had me very near the back of her throat.

Mandy started pumping with her hands and continued her slow sucking. If I didn't know better from the earlier conversation between her and Tracy, I would swear this little girl had been sucking cock for a long time. I desperately wanted to reach down and caress her head but I didn't want to scare her into stopping. So I settled for tucking my hands under my head, closing my eyes and just enjoyed the gift she was giving me.

I doubt if it took 3 minutes before I knew I was near exploding in her mouth. I warned her and told her that no matter what don't take her mouth off of me and that she should just keep swallowing until I was done. I heard her muffled acknowledgment only seconds before my cum erupted into her young mouth. She only gagged slightly once and then she pushed my cock clear to the back of her throat and started swallowing hard and fast.

When I'd finished she pulled slowly off my cock and began to lick up every drop that had gotten away from her. She then sat up and ran her finger around her face to gather up what was left and licked it off of her finger with a "Mmmmm" and a mischievous twinkle in her eye at the same time.

I reached out and pulled her up on top of me. We shared a long deep kiss and I caressed her backside.

When we broke from our kiss Mandy propped herself up slightly and asked "Did I do ok?"

"My God, what a question girl? I sure wouldn't have cum like that if you'd done it badly!" I replied.

Mandy positively beamed at that one. Then she asked "I guess that means my apology is accepted?" followed by a short giggle.

"Only if you let me apologize to you in the same way" I replied.

"Wellll…ok" she said almost teasingly and then quickly rolled off of me and onto her back beside me.

I turned over towards her and cupped one of her small breasts in my hand as I lowered my mouth to the other. I took turns teasing her nipples with tongue and light squeezes for a couple of minutes. Then I began a slow trail down her sweet body stopping briefly at her navel to circle it a couple of time with my tongue. As I was doing this I let one hand proceed me down to her thighs which spread easily at my touch.

My hand came back up to her young mound just as my tongue was arriving there as well. She did indeed have a little pubic hair but it was so fine and soft that I hadn't seen it before. I licked around the top of her mound as my fingers lightly stroked right up the center of her looking for her treasure.

She was already plenty wet and I had hardly started. I fingered her little clit a few seconds and then moved my finger down to light caress her virgin opening. At the same time my tongue made its way on down to tease her little clit.

Mandy was beginning to shudder just a little and I suspected she would not take very long to get off the first time. I was rapidly flicking my tongue over her clit and began a slow penetration of her little slit with my finger. Mandy flinched just a little as the tip of my finger slipped past her outer lips of her but made no move to stop me. I paused for only a second before pulling back a little and then pressing inward again. About the fifth or sixth time I was a little past my second knuckle when I pressed up against her virgin barrier.

That brought a quick gasp and little cry from Mandy. She reached down to my hand to stop me and said "Wait…be easy ok? I've never had anything up there before."

I pulled my finger back slightly and waited a few seconds before starting to move it in and out of her again. I rolled over between her legs and began to really lick her in earnest. Mandy spread herself even wider and brought both of her knees up high. I slowly extracted my finger from her slit, licking her juices off as it slipped out of her. She tasted so sweet and smelled so good that I wanted this moment to last forever.

I started alternating between her clit and her tiny virgin slit with my tongue. Mandy was whimpering now and trembling all over. I pushed my tongue hard up into her little hole and pulled slowly out and across her clit at the same time. It only took a few more seconds before she let out one little sound and then tensed up. Her hands were gripping the bed sheets in tight fists and she pushed her cunt up hard into my face. I concentrated only on her clit now. Licking it as fast as I could.

Mandy came once and relaxed only a few seconds before she stiffened up again with an even harder second orgasm. Her young virgin juices flooded out to my eagerly awaiting tongue. I plunged my tongue into her little slit one more time to suck the last of her juice from her.

Mandy still had her eyes closed and was gasping for air as I moved up between her legs. It was only when I lowered my head to her for a kiss that she suddenly realized that my cock was pressing up against her virgin cunt.

"Wait…Please wait." She almost cried, pushing against me at the same time. "I'm not so sure about that part. I mean…I…I've never done that before…and you're so big. God…even your finger felt big inside of me. I just…just don't think it will go. Please…please stop a minute.

I stopped right where I was. Kissed all over her face and assured her we didn't have to go any further if she didn't want to. She was crying softly but she did listen and stopped trying to push me off of her. Even as I was telling her this, my cock had a mind of it's own. I was slowly rubbing my cock along the length of her young crack.

"If you'll trust me for a minute, I can show you something else that feels good without actually doing it", I told her.

There was a slight hesitation before she nodded and said "Ok" at the same time.

I pulled back slightly and brought her legs up a little higher. Then I pressed my cock lengthwise along her more than wet cunt. Pressing down on it with my one hand I began to slide it the full length of her crack. The feeling of my cock sliding back and forth across her young clit was having almost an immediate effect on her. The combination of the friction and the heat from her virgin slit against the bottom of my cock was having the same effect on me.

Mandy was starting to push back at me now and at one point she nearly impaled herself on my cock. It felt as though the head of my cock had started to slip into her tiny hole. Pulling back from her instead of ramming it the rest of the way in was the hardest decision I've ever made. My cock was screaming for me to take her right now. I took only a few more strokes before Mandy came. I followed suit a moment later, sending stream after stream of my spunk shooting up across her young body all the way to her face.

I collapsed on the bed beside her and as I did she turned towards me. We just laid there kissing and caressing each other for several minutes. No words were spoken at all. Mandy eventually drifted off to sleep. I knew I should put her back in her bed but I really wanted her here beside me. I reached down and pulled the blankets up over us and then drifted off myself.

Because this was a new town for me, I’d yet to hook up with a girl for sex and it’d been quite some time since I’d last had a fuck.

I got up and walked towards the bathroom, sporting a piss horn.

I wondered why most guys woke up with a horn, when in fact all they really wanted to do was to take a piss.

Once you’d had a piss, your erection soon collapsed.

Mind you, waking up with a piss horn had worked for me quite a few times in the pass.

Because I was now 55 years of age, I had what every man my age had.

A problem getting and maintaining an erection.

Walking up with an piss horn saved me the bother of trying to become erect.

Until you had your piss, you had an erection.

I used Calis mostly now.

It worked great, once you took the magic pill, you were able to get several erections over a 24 hour period.

This business of growing older wasn’t much fun.

Your bones ached; you always needed to piss plus the women you met, tended to be over weight and down right ugly most times.

As I stood in front of the toilet bowl making sure my aim was right, I thought back to the times when I was younger.

I’d not had any trouble about meeting and fucking young girls.

When I say young, I’m talking 18-19 years of age.

Even in my 40’s, I sometimes surprised myself when I’d manage to pick up someone half my age.

I remember once when I’d gone to an internet party, I got to fuck the 45 year old woman I’d taken to the party plus I’d also managed to fuck a 16 year old who’d walked into the bedroom as I was about to fuck the older woman.

(That’s a true story by the way people, one I’ll write about soon.)

I gave the shaft of my cock a couple of shakes to remove any remaining droplets of urine and flushed the toilet and headed back into my bedroom.

I slipped on a pair of swimmers and grabbed a towel and walked out into the early morning sunlight.

The warmth of the sun hit my body and somehow I just knew that this day was going to be a good one.

As I walked towards where the pool was situated, I heard someone splashing in the water.

I opened the gate leading to the pool and saw a young girl who was swimming on her own in the water.

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“Hello.” I said to her as I dropped my towel on one of the deckchairs beside the pool.

“Oh…hello.” She replied looking up at me standing beside the pool.

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“My name is Brian.” I told her.

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“I’m Becky.” She replied with a smile that lit up her whole face.

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I looked her over as I prepared to dive into the water.

She looked about 13-14 years of age and had a good looking body on her.

I felt my cock twitch inside my togs and was a bit surprised about that, as it’d been an awful long time since anyone had been able to get my cock’s attention like that.

I dived into the water and came up out of the water on the other side of the pool from where Becky was standing.

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“Where are your parents?” I asked Becky as I slowly swam towards her.

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“They’re still in bed fast asleep.” Becky answered.

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“Do you often come down here while they’re asleep?” I asked standing maybe a couple of feet away from her.

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“Every morning when the weather is good.” She answered with a grin. “They don’t mind because they know its safe enough for me to be in here alone.” She added.

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“Oh…okay.” I said, looking at this beautiful young girl standing close by.

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If she was my daughter, I sure as hell wouldn’t let her swim alone like this, after all, some dirty old perv might take it into his head to kidnap her and have his way with her.

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“I wouldn’t mind having my way with you.” I thought to myself as I stared at her pre-teen breasts.

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We exchanged small chit chat for a while as we enjoyed the sun’s warmth on our bodies.

Becky must have decided that I was safe enough because the next thing I knew, she’d climbed out of the water and dived bombed me, splashing water all over my face.

That started a dive bombing contest between us.

She was laughing and splashing me as I made my way out of the pool and I picked up my towel to wipe the water from my eyes.

Becky stopped then and was swimming slowly in the water waiting for me to dive bomb her again.

I took my time wiping myself waiting for Becky’s attention to be diverted for a few seconds before dive bombing her again.

Finally, her attention was diverted just long enough for me to take a long running jump into the water.

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But instead of landing close to her head, I felt my feet hit her skull heavily as I landed in the water.

She’d moved sideways just as I’d jumped into the air and there was no way I could avoid hitting her.

I quickly surfaced and swam towards her.

Her face was face down in the water and I quickly picked her head up out of the water making sure she didn’t drown on me.

The last thing I’d wanted to do was to hurt this young child.

Her breathing was steady, but she appeared to be knocked out by the force of the blow to her head.

I carried her to the side of the pool and with difficultly managed to carry her up the steps out of the pool.

I laid her down on one of the deckchairs beside the pool and tried to bring her back to consciousness but to no avail. Â

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I looked around trying to work out which was her parents unit, cursing myself for not asking her where she lived before this happened.

Having no idea where she lived, I wondered what in hell I was supposed to do now.

I then looked at her lying there in front of me and couldn’t stop myself from perving on her while she was unconscious.

I could clearly see her tiny nipples sticking upwards against the wet material of her swimmers.

They looked like two tiny little currants pressing upwards and I wondered what her small breasts would look like uncovered.

Then I let my eyes wander down along her small frame.

The bulge of her vagina was clearly showing against her togs and again I couldn’t stop myself from wondering what a 13-14 year old vagina looked like naked.

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Feeling a little sick and embarrassed about what I was thinking, I torn my eyes away from her crotch and picked her up in my arms.

I looked around at the units facing me, wondering which was hers.

I knew that I’d better do something soon; she may have concussion or something and may need hospital treatment.

I decided to take her back to my unit and then ask around and see if anyone knew where she came from so they could let her parents know she’d been involved in an accident.

I didn’t need this.

I’d only been here for a week or so and yet here I was, carrying an unconscious young teen in my arms.

It’d look real great if someone saw me carrying her around like that.

They’d jump to the wrong conclusion and think that I’d knocked her out and was carrying her away to have my way with her.

I managed to open my front door and carried her into my lounge room and laid her gently onto my lounge.

I went back and closed my front door and walked back to where Becky lay still unconscious.

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She looked as though she was just asleep, not unconscious.

Again, my thoughts turned towards her unconscious body.

I studied her small body and felt my 55 year old cock twitch inside my togs.

An image of her naked vagina swam inside my head and I just knew that while she was unconscious, I’d have to sneak a peek at her vagina.

I moved to her side and placed my hand on her left arm and gently shook her to see if she was coming around at all

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“Becky?”

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There was no response, I tried again, but she was well out to it.

I wondered how long she’d stay unconscious.

I then sank to my knees beside the lounge and with trembling fingers lightly brushed my fingertips against her tiny nipples.

They felt hard against my fingertips and again brushed them against her.

At the same time as I was touching her nipples through her togs, I was also watching her face for any sign that she was becoming conscious again.

Satisfied that she was still unconscious, I then moved my fingertips down the front of her young body until they now rested just above her mons.

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I could feel sweat forming on my top lip as I moved my fingertips towards her crotch.

I knew that what I was about to do to this unconscious and very young girl would sent me either straight to hell or to Jail if she woke up and found me molesting her, but my fingers seemed to have a mind of their own.

I felt the wet material of her togs beneath my fingertips and lightly traced the outline of her vagina with them.

I was shaking both with fear of discovery and also with sexual pleasure as I cupped the whole of her young and innocent vagina in the palm of my hand.

The warmth coming from inside of her through her togs was incredible against the skin of my palm.

I gently rubbed my fingers up and down the outside of her togs and to my surprise, found that my cock was fully awake from the sexual pleasure I was getting from molesting this unconscious young girl in front of me.

I knew that I had to see her naked vagina before she woke up.

I didn’t want to die wondering what if?

So I then moved my fingers to the side of her togs and keeping a watchful eye of her face, I slipped my fingers just under the elastic of her togs and lifted upwards, revealing her magnificent naked vagina to my view.

There was not one single pubic hair to be seen.

I then turned my hand the other way so that my fingertips were now touching her naked flesh.

Her flesh was very smooth to the touch and I felt a sexual thrill rush through my entire body as I slowly ran my fingertips across her nakedness.

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I traced her flat outer lips with my fingertips until they found the groove between them.

I was a bit surprised to feel that she was quite moist.

That only increased my own pleasure as I ran my fingertips slowly up and down her wetness.

My cock was trying to let me know in no uncertain fashion that it wanted out of my togs and to be let loose inside her swimmers.

I reached down with my free hand and slipped it out of my togs.

It stood out from my body, rearing its thick head, wanting to sink deep inside this innocent young girl.

But I wasn’t sure that I’d be able to actually fuck her while she was unconscious.

What if she woke up while I was halfway inside her?

Would I be strong enough to pull out of her vagina…or would I actually finish up raping her until I’d finished what I’d started?

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I ran my fingers up and down her wet groove, at the same time slowly masturbating my thick cock.

I’m only average length (6 and a half inches) but am quite thick.

Each time my hand reached the head of my cock, I’d give it a tight squeeze, using a mental image of my cock sinking deeper and deeper inside Becky to stimulate myself further.

Within seconds I’d come all over the floor beside the lounge.

I withdrew my wet fingers from her crotch and got up and went into the kitchen to get some kitchen roll to clean the mess with.

After cleaning my waste from the floor, I again lifted her swimmers from her crotch, allowing me to see her treasure.

I then moved my face close enough to her vagina to be able to smell her vaginal odor.

She even smelt innocent to my senses.

I ran one finger along her moist groove and then placed the tip of my finger inside my wet mouth and sucked her juices inside my mouth.

I was in Heaven.

Holding her swimmers to one side, I then lowered my tongue down to her small vagina and licked the tip of it along her entire length.

Her juices were like nectar to my tongue; I’d swear that I’d never tasted anyone’s juices that tasted so sweet before in my life.

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I then slowly began to shove my tongue inside her as far as I could get it to go.

The warmth of her vagina closing around my hot, wet tongue nearly caused me to come again but somehow I managed to control myself in time, thereby saving myself another clean up job.

I licked at her tiny vagina like a man that had been starving for a week and who’d just found a well done steak and veggies in front of him.

I knew that I’d never get another chance like this in my lifetime.

Suddenly my blood ran cold with fear.

Becky moaned.

I quickly tore my face away from her abused vagina and looked up towards her face, expecting her to be staring at me with fear and loathing in her eyes.

But to my immense relief, she appeared to still be unconscious.

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What had caused her to moan like that?

I quickly used a kitchen towel to dry her vagina with and covered her vagina with her swimmers again.

I sat down on the lounge next to Becky and waited and watched to see if she was becoming conscious again.

My cock which had surprised me today by becoming erect so easily and then becoming erect so soon after cumming was still rockhard.

I went into the kitchen and got some cold water onto it to make it soften.

It worked and I then went into my bedroom and changed into a pair of trousers.

When I went back into the lounge room, I found Becky sitting up on the lounge looking around the strange room she’d found herself in.

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“What am I doing here?” she asked looking at me with wondering eyes.

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“I’m so sorry, Becky. I jumped into the water and hit you in the head, knocking you unconscious.” I told her truthfully.

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“I wondered why my head was sore.” She said with a half giggle.

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“I didn’t know where else to bring you as I didn’t know where you live.” I also informed her, hoping that she’d not been able to feel that someone had been sexually abusing her while she’d been unconscious.

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“I live in Number 6.” Becky informed me.

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That was right next door.

I felt sweat break out across my forehead.

I’d been sexually abusing her while her parents were right next door.

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“Do you want me to go next door and let your parents know you’re here?” I asked, hating the whole idea even as I asked.

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“God no, my mum would kill me if she knew that I was inside some strange person’s unit.” Becky exclaimed hurriedly.

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“Hey…I’m not so strange.” I replied in a half hearted manner.

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“I know you’re not…in fact you’re one of the nicest men around here.” Becky replied with a warm smile.

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“Thank you.” I replied with a smile of my own.

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“Well…I suppose I’d better be getting back home before mum and dad wake up.” Becky said, swinging her feet to the floor and standing upright.

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“Come over anytime, Becky.” I said opening the door for her.

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“I might just do that.” She replied stepping out onto the landing in front of my door.

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I felt so relieved because she apparently didn’t realize that she’d been sexually molestered while she’d been unconscious.

But then Becky did something that shook me to the core.

She placed a hand over her crotch and looked at me in a funny manner.

She didn’t say anything but I just knew that I’d been wrong and that she did realize something had happened to her while she was out to it.

Becky opened her front door and again gave me a rather funny look before stepping inside her door and closing it behind her.

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I went inside my own unit and sat at my kitchen table and started to worry.

What if she told her parents that she thought that I’d sexually abused her while she was  unconscious?

All I could see were four big broad-shouldered coppers standing on my doorstep with an arrest warrant in their hands.

I swear I could even hear the loud banging of a Jail door closing behind me as I was locked away with even bigger guys who’d been sex starved for years just waiting for new meat to fuck.

To be continued if requested….

Then I considered packing everything up and heading for the hills.

But I knew also that if the police were called in, they’d find me sooner or later no matter where I hid out.

“So much for my day being good.” I said to myself.

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I made myself a cup of coffee and sat there wondering when there’d be a loud knock on my front door with the coppers waiting outside.

An hour went by and still no knock on my front door and I began to feel a little bit easier about Becky and my molestation of her.

Thinking about Becky again made my cock swell inside my trousers.

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“God…what I’d give to fuck that young girl.” I said to myself as I adjusted my swollen cock inside my pants.

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I didn’t see or hear anything from next door and wondered if they were even out of bed yet.

I had no idea of what their sleeping habits were.

Maybe they slept in late on weekends.

I know dam well that I should have done so this morning, then I’d not be sitting here with an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach, waiting for cops to arrive.

Suddenly there was a knock on my front door and I very nearly shit myself with fear.

With dragging feet and my brain desperately trying to thing up some excuse good enough to get me out of a Jail sentence, I walked towards the front door.

I opened the door preparing to lie my head off and instead of burly coppers standing there in my door way, there stood Becky.

“Hello Becky.” I said turning sideways to see either side of my doorway in case the coppers were hiding there waiting for me to incriminate myself even further.

But she stood there quite alone.

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“Mum and dad are still in bed asleep.” Becky said to me as she brushed pass me and walked into my unit.

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“Are they?” was all I could think of saying because waves of relief were flowing through my body right then.

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“Yes.” She replied, sitting herself down on the very same lounge that I’d molestered her a couple of hours ago.

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She’d changed into a pair of white shorts and a light pink top.

I wondered why she’d invited herself into my place.

I wasn’t long in finding out.

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“When I was passed out, did you touch me down there?” she asked indicating her crotch area.

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My blood ran cold once more.

The waves of fear then relief, then fear again were starting to take their toll on me by this time.

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“What makes you say that?” I asked, not denying that I’d touched her.

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“Because it sure felt like you did. I was all wet down there and it felt as though something had been shoved inside of me.” She replied with a straight face.

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I was having trouble facing her and she knew that she’d hit the nail on the head so to speak.

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“You did touch me, didn’t you?” she asked, sounding a bit shocked by her discovery.

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“I did, but it was an accident Becky, I swear it was.” I quickly replied

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“Sure…how can you shove your tongue inside a young girl’s vagina by accident?” I thought to myself as I tried to make up a lie that she’d believe.

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“What did you do to me?” she asked and this time, then appeared to be a hint of amusement in her tone.

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“I…Um…I um…” I tried to think quickly, but it seemed that my brain was being overwhelmed by all that had happened and I couldn’t think straight.

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“Don’t worry, I have no intention of telling either mum or dad about what you did to me, I just want to know what you did to me while I was passed out in here.” She said, further confusing me, but also throwing me a lifeline of sorts.

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I decided to come clean with her, if she wanted to tell her parents, then so be it.

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“I made oral love to you.” I said, not looking at her and feeling as though my whole life had just come to a halt.

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“Oh wow.” She replied with a smile on her face. “I thought that was what you’d done to me.” She added.

When she didn’t appear to be outraged by what I’d disclosed, I didn’t feel like I was lying sideways on a bed waiting for some hairy-arsed crim to arse fuck me for abusing a child.

I waited to see what else she was going to say.

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“What did you think of my body?” she asked.

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Now this I wasn’t expecting.

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“You have the best looking body I’ve ever seen.” I told her…well, seeing how hers was the only naked preteen body I’d seen, I wasn’t lying.

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“Do you really think so?” she asked, sounding quite pleased by my answer.

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“I sure do.” I replied, wondering just where in hell this was leading too.

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“Thank you.” She replied with a big grin on her face.

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Surely someone who’d just been told that she’d been sexually abused while unconscious, would be angry, not pleased and yet here she was, in front of me looking quite pleased with herself.

I knew kids these days were growing up a lot quicker than was the case when I was younger.

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 Becky asked for something to drink and I got her a can of coke and made myself a cup of coffee.

I needed something to help me get my thoughts in order.

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“Have you touched other young girls?” Becky asked when I joined her back in the lounge room.

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“No…to be honest, I’d never given it much thought, but when I saw how beautiful you looked lying there on my lounge, I just had to touch you and to taste you.” I replied.

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Again, she looked pleased that I’d said that she was beautiful.

Every teenager likes to think of themselves as beautiful, even if they’re not.

I was still unsure where this was headed, but even my poor shell shocked brain had started to grasp the possibly of somehow retrieving the day that’d started out so well.

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“Will you be telling your parents about this morning?” I asked, half holding my breath waiting for her reply.

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She thought to herself for a few seconds before answering, “No, I won’t be telling them about this morning.”

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I slowly let out my pent-up breath after hearing this.

I wouldn’t be going to Jail after all.

Becky and I chit chatted about nothing really for maybe 15 minutes before I’d built up enough courage to ask her, “Have you ever played around sexually?”

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“I’ve kissed a couple of the boys at school and I even let one of them shove his hand inside my blouse, but he hurt me by pinching my titties.” She answered with a grin.

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“Have you ever let anyone see you naked?” I asked, making sure these questions were leading in the direction I wanted them to go.

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“My parents have see me naked before, but until today (she looked at me knowingly) no one else has ever seen me naked.”

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“Does it bother you that I’ve seen you naked?” I asked.

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“No, it doesn’t bother me at all…But…I’d have liked to have been conscious at the time.” She replied with a smile.

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Things were even better than I could possibly have hoped for.

I looked at my watch and saw that time was getting on a bit, I was worried the parents would be up and about and would be worried about where Becky was.

I didn’t want them to find her in her.

If they did and they called the cops, I wasn’t all that sure that Becky would be able to fool any cops who questioned her.

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“Don’t you think you’d better be getting back home in case your parents wake up?” I       said to her.

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“Yes…you’re right, I’d better go.” She replied, there seemed to be just a hint of regret in her tone.

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As I opened the door for her, she got up from the lounge and walked towards the door, but instead of walking pass me, she stopped in front of me and leaned up and kissed me on the lips quickly before giggling and skipping away to her door next door.

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“Becky” I whispered loudly.

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She looked back at me.

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“Will I see you again today?” I whispered.

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“Maybe.” She replied and with a grin she opened the front door to her unit and went inside.

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I grinned to myself as I shut my front door and walked towards the kitchen to make myself another cup of coffee.

I was feeling pretty pleased with myself right then.

After all of the fear that’d coursed through my body earlier,

I’d gotten away with sexually abusing a minor and the way things were shaping up, there was a real possibly that we’d soon be having some more fun.

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I went into the toilet and stood above the bowl as I unzipped my pants, taking my cock in my fist, I looked down at it and said, “If you’re lucky, you just might get to taste some tender underage flesh shortly.”

The very thought of being able to fuck a 13 year old made my cock twitch with desire.

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I didn’t see Becky again until just before lunch time.

I’d decided to go for another swim and I’d been in the water for less than 10 minutes when I heard her sweet voice call to me. “Hi there.” She said, walking into the pool area.

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“Hi yourself.” I replied with a grin.

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I had to be careful as there were other kids and parents in the pool also.

Becky dived into the water and finished up beside me.

I hoped she wasn’t going to be silly and try to kiss me in front of all these witnesses.

But thankfully she didn’t.

She swam away and chatted to a couple of other girls who were in the pool and I kept on sneaking peeks at her, all the while trying to make sure that the other parents didn’t catch me perving on her.

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The last thing I needed was for some old busybody watching me watch Becky and then for her/him to alert Becky’s parents that some dirty old perv was watching their daughter.

After about 25 minutes, the pool started to empty as kids and their parents got out to head back to their units for some lunch.

Another 5 minutes later, Becky and I were the last two still in the pool.

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“Don’t you have to go back to your parents for lunch?” I asked Becky as I slid up behind her.

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“No, we don’t eat until around 1pm.” She replied.

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I then quickly looked around the pool area and made sure that no one was close enough to see what I was about to do next.

Satisfied that it was safe enough, I reached forward with both arms and grabbed Becky gently around the waist and pulled her back into my body.

Becky didn’t say anything, but she did give out a nervous giggle as she felt herself being cuddled by me.

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I leaned forward and gently kissed her on the back of the neck and was rewarded with a soft gasp of pleasure from Becky.

I then brought my hands up the front of her body until my fingertips rested on her tiny breasts.

I gently squeezed her hardened nipples with my thumbs and fore fingers and again, Becky groaned softly in front of me.

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My cock had woken up again at the feel of her pre-teen arse resting back up against it and I slowly rubbed my erection across her arse cheeks.

To my surprise, Becky pulled away from me and I thought that I’d gone too far, too fast and had scared her off.

But no, Becky stayed in my arms and reached around with her left hand and shoved it in the space between our two bodies until I felt her small fingers wrap around the thick shaft of my cock outlined against my togs.

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Having this pre-teen play with my cock, knowing that she wasn’t about to tell on me, only made the situation even more erotic for me.

My cock ached to be released from its confinement, but I figured that out here in the pool might just be a bit too risky.

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“So, when will I get some time alone with you, Becky?” I asked, enjoying the feel of her young hand slowly stroking the entire length of my cock.

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At the same time, my right hand slipped down to her crotch and I rubbed my middle finger along the groove between her outer lips through her swimmers.

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“Oh god.” Becky moaned softly. “What about tonight?” she added.

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“Tonight?” I asked, not believing that it’d be possible for her to sneak out of her parents unit to come visit with me.

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“Yes, mum and dad are going out for dinner and I begged off. They’re quite happy for me to stay home and play (she gave my cock a squeeze) video games.” She finished with a giggle.

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“That’s great, Becky.” I said, slipping my fingers under the elastic of her swimmers until I was again cupping her entire, sweet, young vagina in my hand.

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“God.” She exclaimed as she felt my fingers cupping her nakedness.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone’s hand reaching out to unlock the safety lock on the pool gate.

I quickly withdrew my hand from within her swimmers and started swimming away from her.

Becky looked around at me in confusion until she too saw an old man enter the pool area.

It seemed that we’d gotten away with it.

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“Hi.” The old guy called out to both of us as he put his towel down on one of the poolside deckchairs.

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We both answered him.

Becky then decided that she’d have to go and started climbing out of the pool.

She turned towards me after making sure the old man wasn’t watching and blew me a kiss.

I blew her a kiss too and watched her young and sexy arse walk away from me.

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“She’s pretty, isn’t she?” I heard the old guy say behind me.

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Fuck, he’d caught me perving on Becky.

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“Yes, she is.” I agreed, hoping he’d stop talking to me, but he wasn’t finished yet.

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“Give her a couple more years and she’ll have all the boys chasing her.” He said with a laugh.

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“Yes.” I replied.

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“I only wish I was a lot younger, I’d be chasing her right now.” He said

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“That’d make you a pedophile, wouldn’t it?” I asked, angry that he was interested in Becky.

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“Only if you’re caught.” He replied with another laugh.

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I was totally shocked that he was discussing pedophilia with me, after all, in this day and age; pedophilia was a very hot subject.

Everyone and his dog had jumped onto the band wagon and anyone caught playing around with under aged kids copped a very heavy sentence in Jail.

Mind you, before this morning little sex games with Becky, I too would have been condemning pedophiles.

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It’s amazing how much your thinking changes, when it’s you who is doing the abusing.

I still didn’t consider myself to be a pedophile, what’d happened between Becky and I wasn’t wrong in my eyes.

After all, all I wanted to do with her was to teach her the finer points in lovemaking.

Pedophiles usually only wanted to fuck these children, whereas I wanted to make love to Becky in the sweetest way possible, not to hurt her.

I think deep down, I knew I was also a pedophile, but I was making up excuses for my behavior.

The normal image of a pedophile was of some dirty old pervert, who preyed on young kids for their own sick gratification.

Whereas I was different, or so I wanted to believe anyway.

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I decided to get away from this old perv.

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Have fun.” I said to him, cutting off any further attempt to converse with me and climbing out of the pool.

Within minutes, I was safely back inside my unit having a cool drink.

That old guy had bothered me with his interest in Becky.

She was mine, not his to ogle.

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I then sat down and tried to picture how things were going to work out tonight between Becky and myself.

But the old guy’s words kept on sneaking into my mind.

“You’re only a pedophile if you get caught.”

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He was right, even though I was jealous about his attention of Becky.

I looked at my clock and saw that I still had at least 5-6 hours to go before Becky and I were together again.

I decided to go and lie down for a bit.

Who knew, maybe I’d need all of my energy later on tonight…if I was lucky that is.

Anything could come along and stuff the meeting u

It was about 7pm that I heard the soft knocking on my front door and I opened it to find Becky standing outside in a dressing gown.

Becky quickly walked inside and I checked outside to make sure no one had seen her enter my unit.

I closed the door and turned to look at Becky who was standing near the lounge chair.

She looked even younger than she had this morning dressed in her dressing gown.

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“What time are your parents due home?” I asked her.

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“About 11pm.” She replied.

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I sat down on the lounge and beckon Becky to come to me.

She took the couple of steps towards me and I took her into my open arms.

Her arms went around my shoulders and we cuddled for maybe 40 seconds.

I could smell the shampoo she’d used in her hair, it smelt like strawberries.

My hands were resting on her hips and I lowered them until they reached under the hem of her dressing gown.

Then I cupped both calves in my hands and slowly began to move my hands upwards under her gown.

I could feel her silky flesh beneath my fingers and enjoyed the feel of her naked flesh against my hands.

I’d reached the backs of her knees and realized that I hadn’t felt her nightie yet, and when my hands reached her backside, I realized that she was totally naked under her dressing gown.

That surprised and excited me.

This was a young girl who I’d thought was innocent, but to go into a strange man’s unit at this time of night, wearing only a dressing gown showed me that Becky was far from innocent.

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“Very nice, Becky.” I said to her as my finger’s gently dug into the soft flesh of her arse cheeks.

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“Thank you.” She replied shyly.

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I wanted to take her dressing gown off her but at the same time, I didn’t want to rush things and after all we had about 3 hours of playtime ahead of us.

Keeping my left hand on her right cheek, I brought my other hand around to the front of her young body and rubbed my fingers inside her inner thighs.

Becky moved her feet apart just enough for my fingers to slowly move towards her naked crotch.

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As soon as my fingers touched her naked vagina, Becky gave a low groan of pleasure, but I think I also detected a little note of nervousness in her groan as well.

This would be normal for a 13 year old to express.

I ran my forefinger along the slightly moist groove between her outer lips and could feel the heat coming from within her along my finger.

I didn’t try to shove my finger inside her just yet.

I liked to watch the facial expressions on her face as I gently started to tease her tiny clitoris with my fingertip.

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I moved the hand that was holding her arse cheek until my index finger was now touching her little rosebud.

As soon as she felt my finger touching her anus, Becky groaned anew.

I ran the tip of my finger gently around her tiny hole, at the same time my other fingers were busy teasing her clitoris.

Becky stood there in front of me with her eyes closed, a smile on her lips.

I could feel her whole body trembling slightly as I continued to sexually arouse her.

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Suddenly, her body stiffened and she gasped with pleasure as she experienced her first orgasm with me.

Her body seemed to collapse into my arms and I held her to me until she’d stopped cumming.

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I smiled at her and withdrew my hands from beneath her dressing gown.

Now come the part where I got to see her totally naked.

We held each other’s eyes as I started to undo the buttons of her dressing gown.

She displayed no fear as I slowly undressed her.

Soon she stood totally naked in front of me as I slipped the gown from her shoulders.

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She didn’t have big breasts of course, but they were cute anyway.

As I already knew, she had no pubic hair at all.

Her almost boyish hips would one day develop as they should do and I knew without doubt that one day, she’d have a body that heaps of women would kill for.

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I took my time perving on her naked, young body and ran my fingers over every square inch of her naked flesh.

My lips were kissing and teasing her tiny nipples, while my fingers teased her clitoris once more.

When I had sexually aroused her again, I stood up from the lounge where I’d been sitting and took her by the hand and lead her towards my bedroom.

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Becky must have known what I had in mind, but again, she showed no fear or hesitation as she let me guild her into my bedroom.

I lead her to my bed and she sat down on the side of the bed without having to be told to do so.

Standing about one foot away from her, I then undid the buttons of my shirt and threw it onto a chair beside the door.

Then I undid the belt holding my trousers up and pulled the zipper down and my trousers fell to my feet, leaving me standing there in just my underwear.

I step away from my trousers and picked them up and threw them onto the chair as well.

Becky’s eyes were fastened onto my erection which was straining to get out of my underwear.

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“Would you like to take my underpants off for me, Becky?” I asked.

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“Okay.” She answered with a grin.

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She reached both with both hands and gripped either side of my underpants.

She slipped them down off my hips and as she did so, my cock sprang up into the space between us, nearly hitting her in the face.

She giggled at that and continued to pull my underpants down to my feet.

I stepped out of them and stood there in front of Becky, letting her look to her hearts content at my erection in front of her.

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Becky raised her left hand and touched the thick head of my cock.

Then she ran her small fingers along its length, touching the veins along its sides.

Watching her explore my cock with her fingers, I ram my own fingers through her long blonde hair.

Then, Becky surprised me again, without being asked too, she kissed the head of my cock with her lips.

Feeling her lips on the head of my cock, I wanted to push myself in between her lips, but decided to let Becky go at her own pace, thereby not doing anything to scare her off.

She pulled away from my cock and I decided that I wanted to taste her juices again, so I got up onto the bed with her and in doing so, I’d positioned myself so that we’d end up in the 69 position.

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I reached out and gently pulled Becky up onto the bed from where she had been sitting and positioned my head in between her thighs.

As soon as Becky felt my lips touch her vagina, she signed with pleasure.

I opened my mouth and let my tongue slip out and gently caress her outer lips with the tip of my tongue.

I felt her thighs part even more to allow me free access to her treasure.

By doing so, her vagina parted enough for me to run the tip of my tongue up and down the moist groove between her lips.

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Because we were lying side by side facing each other, her face was positioned close to my erection and I felt her hand gripped the shaft of my cock and then felt her lips once more kissing the head of my cock.

It was exactly what I’d planned to happen.

As I started to gently shove my hot, wet tongue inside her wet hole, I felt her mouth close around the whole head of my cock.

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While she may not have been experienced about giving headjobs, just the simple fact that I had a 13 year old’s mouth wrapped around my cock was more than good enough to please me.

I kept on plunging my tongue as deep inside her as it’d go and at the same time, I teased her tiny anus with my fingers.

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I knew by the soft groans and moans she was making around the head of my cock that she was getting fairly close to having her 2^nd orgasm of the night.

I too wasn’t all that far from having mine.

I wondered if I should tell her that I was getting close to cumming or just cum inside her mouth and say sorry afterwards.

What if she didn’t like the taste of it?

I decided to take my chances.

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I felt my cum starting to shoot up the tube of my shaft, and I gently bit on her clitoris at the same time.

Just as she orgasmed, she started to take her mouth away from my cock, but not nearly quick enough to stop some of my cum from shooting inside her mouth.

I heard her gag as hot cum slid down her throat and            I lifted my head up from between her thighs and saw the rest of my cum shooting all over her young face.

“Oh God. I wasn’t expecting that.” She said with a giggle as she wiped her face clean with her hands and then wiped the mess along her naked thigh.

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“Sorry about that.” I said lying.

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“So that’s what it tastes like. Not too bad. I’ve heard some of the older girls talking about swallowing that stuff and wasn’t too sure if I’d be game enough to do the same thing.” She said staring at my by now soft cock in front of her.

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She reached over and picked up my limp cock and placed it inside her warm, wet mouth.

As she sucked at my cock, I could feel it starting to respond once more.

Becky giggled around my cock as she felt it starting to become erect once more inside her mouth.

She couldn’t fit more than a couple of inches inside her mouth, but never the less, it still felt wonderful to me.

After a few minutes she took my cock from her mouth and said, “My jaw is starting to become sore.”

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‘That’s okay, Becky. I don’t expect to suck on my cock all night, though the idea is nice.” I said with a grin.

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I moved my body around until we were facing one another.

I leaned forward and gently kissed her on the lips.

She returned my kiss but it wasn’t anywhere near a sexual kiss, more like kissing your mother goodnight.

She had a lot to learn and hopefully I’d be the one to teach her.

I then lowered my mouth down to her small breasts and took one of her nipples inside my mouth.

Becky held my head from behind as I teased her nipple with my teeth and lips.

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“God, that feels so nice.” She exclaimed happily.

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Even though I wanted to ram my cock deep inside of her right then, again, I decided to take my time.

If she’d allowed me to go this far with her, I didn’t for one minute doubt that she’d let me fuck her, but I wanted her to enjoy the feeling of being totally naked in my present before we fucked.

It wasn’t easy for me not to try to fuck her there and then, but I felt that it was the best thing to do right then.

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As if she had been reading my mind, she said, “Do you mind if we don’t go all the way tonight?”

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“Not at all Becky. We’ll only go all the way, when and if you’re ready to do so.” I informed her.

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Just looking at her lying beside me made me happy and after all, I’d got to come partly inside her mouth already, so I didn’t mind all that much about not fucking her yet.

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“What say we have a shower together and clean that mess up off your thigh?” I asked her.

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“Okay.’ She replied, getting up from the bed.

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She giggled as I walked towards her with my stiff cock wagging side to side.

I walked with her to my shower and turned the water on, once I was satisfied about the temperature, I allowed her to enter the shower stall first and then followed her.

I reached behind her and picked up the cake of soap and started to wash her smooth back.

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“Mmm…No one has washed me for years, it feels nice.” She said as my soapy hand guided over her skin.

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I moved my hands down to her backside and as I washed her cheeks, I ran the tip of my index finger up and down the crack of her arse.

As my fingertip teased her anus, Becky said to me, “Mmm, I do like you touching me there; it’s sending tiny little thrills right through my body.”

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I wondered if she’d like to try anal sex one day with me.

Some women like my ex-wife hated being touched on her anus, while many other women I’d found out, loved it.

Clearly Becky was one of these women who did enjoy having their anus’s played with.

Most times, I found if a woman liked her anus being played with, they also liked anal sex.

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A lot of women had told me that they’d tried having anal sex, only to find out that it was far too painful for them, so they never had it again.

That’s the man’s fault, because he didn’t take enough time to get the woman ready for having anal.

It’s the same with just having straight sex, if the woman isn’t prepared first by being brought to a sexual peak, then she’s dry down there and having sex with a dry vagina can also be quite painful for the woman.

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I made sure that my finger was soapy and then, gently and slowly, I began to ease the tip of my finger inside her tiny anus.

At the same time, my other fingers on my free hand had begun teasing her clitoris, so that she was being sexually stimulated in both holes.

Becky responded as I’d hoped, by slowly pushing her backside back against the finger poking just inside her anus.

I then stopped teasing her clitoris and began to run my finger just inside her wet vagina.

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‘Mmm…this is lovely.” Becky mumbled as my fingers worked on her.

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I slowly pushed my finger deeper inside her backside, pleased that Becky seemed to enjoy it as much as I did.

At the same time, I slowly began to shove my finger up inside of her vagina.

To my surprise, I found that there was no hymen blocking my way up inside of her.

Maybe she’d broken it playing on the swings or something.

I’d ask her later about that.

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Becky wasn’t sure which way to push herself, either forward onto my finger going up inside her vagina, or backwards onto my finger entering her arse.

So she did the next best thing, she lowered her body downwards, taking both fingers deep inside of her young body.

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Having my fingers trapped inside this young girl’s vagina and arse only made my decision not to try to fuck her tonight, harder than I thought it’d be.

My cock was aching for release by this time.

After a few minutes of finger fucking both of her holes, I withdrew them and stood up behind her in the shower stall.

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My knees were killing me anyway and pain and I had an agreement…we didn’t like each other.

Standing behind her with my stiff cock poking into her backside, I reached down and made sure there was soap all over my cock.

Then I placed the head of my cock in between her thighs and started to push myself in and out of her thighs.

While not as good as the real thing, it was still better than nothing.

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I reached around her body and again started teasing her clitoris with my fingertips.

That caused her to rock her hips back and forth along the shaft of my cock, which felt good to the both of us.

What with her juices and the soap, my cock was very slippery between her thighs and Becky bend over slightly in front of me, opening her vagina more than it had been.

I pulled my cock back a bit so that not only was the head of my cock rubbing directly over the entrance to her vagina; it was also rubbing over her anus.

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I was tempted to ram myself into her vagina, but I’d promised not to go all the way with her tonight at least.

But I’d said nothing about trying to get a bit of anal…had I?

I reached down and gripped the shaft of my cock with my free hand and rubbed the head of it up against her anus.

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Becky neither said nor did anything to stop me from rubbing my cockhead against her anus, so I took that as permission to go a little further with her.

I placed the head of my cock directly against the entrance to her anus and gently shoved myself forward.

Because of the slime from her juices and the soap, the head of my cock was very greasy and because of this, the head of my cock slipped just inside her anus.

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“Oh god.” Becky cried out in front of me.

Afraid that I’d hurt her, I was preparing to withdraw my cockhead from her arse.

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“No…please don’t take it out, it feels lovely having you inside me like this.” She said, half turning to look back at me with a smile on her face.

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I’d stopped playing with her clitoris by this time, because I wanted my hands either side of her hips.

Becky however, took over from where I’d left off, by rubbing her clitoris herself.

I felt my cock slowly traveling down her anal tunnel as I pressed myself deeper and deeper inside of her anus.

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Too my surprise, I found that I could get almost all of my thick cock inside of her arse without causing her too much pain.

Becky seemed to enjoy this as much as I was.

She began rocking her hips in time with my forward motion, taking me even deeper inside of her.

She was grunting softly each time she shoved herself backwards onto the shaft of my thick cock.

I could now feel her cheeks bumping up against my groin and knew that she’d been able to take all of my cock up inside of her anus.

I wondered if I’d be able to get all of my cock up inside of her vagina as easily.

To be continued…

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I then reached up with both hands and took hold of Becky’s small titties, softly squeezing them in my fists.

Becky groaned with pleasure as I slowly fucked her arse and played with her tits.

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“So much for not going all the way” I thought to myself with a big grin on my face.

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I shoved myself as deep as I could into her, enjoying the tightness of her anal ring around the shaft of my cock.

I could feel cum starting to boil in my balls and knew that I was about to climax into her anus.

I rammed myself deep inside her and groaned loudly as I shot my hot cum into her.

Becky must have felt my cum entering her backside, because she seemed to squeeze her anal ring even tighter around my shaft and she groaned nearly as loud as I did as shot after shot of cum entered her anus.

I stood there in the afterglow of my climax and waited for my cock to soften inside her backside.

All too soon, my cock slipped out of her arse and I turned Becky around to face me in the shower stall.

I leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips.

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“Thank you so much for that Becky. I needed that badly.” I told her with a grin.

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“Even though my bum is mighty sore right now, I enjoyed it heaps.” She replied with a grin to match my own.

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We kissed and cuddled until the water started to turn cold and then we stepped out of the shower and helped dry each other off.

When we walked back into the bedroom, I got her to lie down on the bed again and positioned myself in between her thighs.

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“Oh goody.” Becky said, knowing that I was going to be doing oral to her again.

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I looked at her bald vagina in front of me.

I’d always liked having women bald because that gave me free access to their vaginas without having to go to a dentist for a haircut.

Becky groaned with pleasure as I began teasing her tiny clitoris with my teeth and lips.

As I slowly brought her towards orgasm, I began to ease the tip of my middle finger inside her wetness.

As her passion increased, so did the fucking motions of my finger.

I partly withdrew my finger from within her and eased the tip of another finger inside her.

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As I again shoved my fingers inside her, Becky moaned softly but I was pleased to see that she didn’t really have all that much trouble accepting both fingers inside her.

My lips and tongue had nearly brought her to her 3^rd orgasm of the evening when I stopped teasing her and withdrew my face from her crotch and also pulled my wet fingers from her vagina.

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“Shit.” Becky groaned in frustration as the need for orgasm started to ease.

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I didn’t reply but instead moved up the bed and lay on my back.

Then I pulled her on top of me.

Becky could feel my stiff cock poking her in the stomach.

I gripped both cheeks of her backside in my hands and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

As Becky kissed me in her childish way, I started to poke my tongue at her closed lips.

She must have gotten the idea of what I wanted to do to her, because she opened her mouth and I slipped my tongue partly inside her warm, wet mouth.

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I took the next 10 minutes to show Becky how to French kiss and after that period of time, she had begun kissing me with her mouth opened and her tongue was darting into my own mouth each time I withdrew my tongue from within her mouth.

My fingers had been teasing the wet groove between the outer folds of her vagina the whole time, building her passion all the time.

But each time she appeared to be getting close to an orgasm, I’d stop playing with her.

I wanted her to want to fuck me badly and it appeared to be working.

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She was now rubbing her crotch against my stiff cock that lay between our bodies.

I moved my hands from her cute arse and told her to sit on my crotch.

Becky must have known what I was planning on doing next, but because I’d been teasing her for the pass 20 minutes or so, she must have decided that she wanted satisfaction one way or the other.

She was now sitting on my stiff cock, her knees either side of my hips.

She’d begun rubbing her opened vagina along the shaft of my cock.

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Watching her trying to bring herself off on the shaft of my cock was enjoyable to say the least, but I had other plans for that tight little hole.

I reached down and lifted her by shoving upwards under her arse cheeks with my hands.

Then I gripped the shaft of my cock with my fist and positioned it at the entrance to her moistness.

Without saying a word, Becky begun to lower herself down onto the head of my cock.

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“Oh god.” She cried out as the thick head of my cock penetrated her vagina.

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Slowly, inch by inch, she lowered herself down onto my cock.

The warmth and tightness of her moist vagina enclosed itself around my cock.

I’d never been so horny in all of my life.

I think it was partly because of her age and the fact that this would be the very first cock she’d even taken inside her arse and vagina.

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Becky had taken over half of my cock inside her, when she started to raise and lower herself on my thickness.

I didn’t try to pull her down all the way onto my cock even though that’s what I wanted to do.

I knew that she’d take me fully inside her when she was ready.

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Becky’s eyes were closed as she slowly raised and lowered herself on me.

I knew I’d last a lot longer now that I’d already cum inside her backside, so was prepared to just lay there and enjoy myself.

Letting a woman do the work from above, works two ways.

First off the woman gets to be in total control, she gets to set the pace of their lovemaking, the depth of the strokes, and usually if a man can control himself long enough, the woman will have an orgasm.

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I’d always been happiest when I’ve brought a woman to orgasm, either orally or with my cock.

I’ve found that when the guy takes the time to bring his woman to orgasm first, she’ll go out of her way to please her guy.

And this was working much the same way with Becky.

True, I’d not given her the satisfaction of an orgasm this time, but that had been part of my sneaky plan to fuck her before she went home.

But she had been brought to the brink of an orgasm a few times before we started fucking.

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I could feel her slowly lowering herself further and further down onto my cock.

Because she was on top, I had the perfect view of watching my thick cock disappearing inside of her tight vagina.

She still had her eyes closed; she was biting her lower lip as she slowly fucked herself on top of me.

I watched as her vagina neared the base of my cock, each time she’d pull herself upwards, her outer lips gripped the shaft of my cock so tightly that it looked as though my cock was trying to pull her vagina right out of her body.

Finally, I was all the way inside of her.

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“Shit, I made it.” Becky said with a grin at me.

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She’d opened her eyes and stared at me happily.

She sat still atop of me; I could feel the warmth of her entire vaginal tunnel tightly squeezing itself around the thickness of my cock.

Then she started to raise and lower herself on my cock.

She’d raise just enough to keep just the head of my cock inside of her, and then she’d impale herself fully on my cock.

She was unbelievably tight.

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It wasn’t as long as I’d have liked, but soon I felt myself nearing my own climax.

I tried to hold back, but the sheer tightness of her vagina around my cock was a bit too much for me.

I knew she was close to her own orgasm too by the way she was grunting and groaning above me, but I wasn’t sure I could hold on any longer.

I rammed myself as deep inside her as I could and felt the first spurt of cum leave the tube of my cock and enter her.

The feeling of my hot cum hitting her womb must have been just enough to trigger Becky’s own orgasm.

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“Oh god, oh shit.” She cried out in enjoyment as wave after wave of pleasure rode through her entire body.

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Her vagina now felt like a vice around my cock, locking it in place as she rode her orgasm to its final ending.

Becky collapsed onto my chest; her small body was covered in sweat from her efforts to orgasm.

I wondered just how long I’d be able to get away with Becky before she either stopped wanting to have sex with me or somebody found out about us.

I just hoped that it was the former.

I kissed her on top of her head and then she started to withdraw her abused vagina from my cock and I looked at the bedside clock and knew it was time for her to head home and get into bed before her parents arrived home.

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“Will I see you again soon?” I asked.

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“You sure will, you lovely man.” Becky replied with a grin.

I let her out of my unit and went back to bed, knowing that I’d be dreaming about what had just transpired between us.Â

"Oh Daddy!" They bubbled. They were both trying to hug me and kiss me at the same time. That doesn't work very well when you only have one mouth. I pushed them both away and made them stand still.

"Close your eyes. Hands at your side. Don't move unless I tell you to. Turn your sensors on fully."

They looked nervous, but excited too. They could sense this was going to be good. I didn't really have to tell them to turn their senses on. They had been pinging me ever since I had walked out of the computer room. I continued slowly unbuttoning Katie's blouse. When she felt my hands touch her, she moaned softly and trembled all over. As I unbuttoned each button, I spread the blouse apart and kissed her, from her throat all the way down to the top of the next button. She cried out softly each time I kissed her. When I got to the last button and spread her blouse apart, I proceeded to lick and kiss her all the way from her throat to her navel, sticking my tongue into her navel. She squealed, and I felt her knees start to buckle. I slipped my tongue as far into the waistband of her shorts as I could, and just licked from right to left across her stomach. She whimpered, then she cried out and a burst of yellow joy leapt from her mind to mine. I felt it wander softly and happily around my mind. Then I noticed there was a little of the orange glow with it, separate but intermingled. I reached out and touched it with some of my green. It was definitely not harmful. It seemed cautious, but liked my green. However, it still preferred the yellow and flowed back over to the yellow. I called it back again. The orange flowed back over to my green, and wrapped itself around my green. Suddenly, I felt my senses change. It was not alarming, but I knew that my outgoing senses to Amy and Katie were in a loop, just sending the same thing repeatedly, but I was not sending them real time anymore. It was then that the orange wrapped around me and I would have fainted from the shock of the realization of what this was, if the orange had not sustained me. I saw and faintly heard the words in my head, so faint that I could not recognize the voice.

'"This is our secret, just for us. Even Amy doesn't know. Tell no one."' Oh my God! Oh my God! How could this be?!? Cindi?!? Cindi?!? But Cindi had never been orange. The words formed again, but no voice this time. I felt that the voice transmission was too hard for it to sustain.

'I'm sorry, no. Not Cindi. Those were never her words. They were mine, just delivered by her. Do not be afraid. I have isolated you from Amy and Katie so your thoughts do not give away our secret. They have not noticed you are not there.' I saw an image of me continuing to lick and suck Katie's pretty little belly, holding her up as her knees tried to give out. 'I will not harm you. I would die first. Think again. I will help you.' A flood of unrecognized images entered my mind. It coalesced into a realization. Oh. My. God. Oh my God! How could this be?!? This was not possible! The orange words interrupted before I cried out the name that appeared in my mind.

'Remember, this is our secret, just for us. Even Amy doesn't know. Tell no one. They mustn't know my name. Not until the time is right. I have hidden all these thoughts behind a wall in your mind. You can access them anytime you want.' I felt a shy little smile. 'I hope you will think of me often, just as I do you. But the thoughts will be protected from their sensing. When the time is right, the thoughts will be released. Some things you need to know. Your wonderful wife is not ok. Her mind has been seriously hurt by what they did to her, the guilt she carries for what they made her do. Ask Katie. She knows what they did. It will be painful for you to hear, but you must know. Do not have Katie show you the images. It will be more than you can bear. I can help you with her, with Katie's help. But you must go avenge her first. When you get back, you must ask for Katie's and my help with your wife. Neither Katie nor I can ever help you at anything unless you ask.' Ah, the reason for the statements "all you have to do is ask." 'Do not delay your trip, no matter what happens. Take care of your girls tonight. They need you. But go tomorrow. Do not indiscriminately destroy the building. You must search it well before you destroy it. There is something there, something very valuable, that you must find. You will recognize it when you see it.' Then I heard a merry little giggle, and the orange tendrils danced in front of me enticingly. 'I have to go now. This takes so much energy. I have saved up a long time to break out for you like this. I must go before they notice. Don't forget me. You are my only hope.' I felt the orange tendrils give me a 'kiss', and then they flowed back out of my mind with Katie's yellow. Except for a tiny bit of orange that remained, encircling a small area of my mind.

I returned to Katie as if I had never left. I slipped my finger just inside the waistband of her shorts and slid it slowly from side to side. She whimpered and cried out each time I moved it. Then I heard Amy.

"Please. Can I at least watch? I'm going crazy over here listening to all this and not being touched," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

I kissed Katie on her cute little bellybutton and told her I would be right back. She gave a little whimper of frustration. I moved over to Amy and started doing the same thing I had done to Katie. Being new to these feelings, and not having the control Katie has, she was soon breathing heavily and raggedly and crying out almost continuously as I touched her pretty little body all over. It was so hot listening to her cry out like that. I undid her shorts and started to slowly slip them down her hips. Then her panties. She was gasping she was so turned on. I slowly stood up, running my hands over her body, and kissed her neck, whispering in her ear.

"Move over and take the rest of Katie's clothes off." I whispered. Amy shivered.

"Do you like to see Katie and me play with each other?" she whispered back. "We talked about it, Daddy. We can't lick or... do each other down there. But we can snuggle, kiss, play with each other's breasts, stroke, and rub each other if you like that. Just not... down there. Would you like to see that?" She giggled.

I kissed her. "If you want to. I would never ask you to do what you don't feel comfortable with." Amy moved over and slowly started sliding Katie's blouse off her shoulders, then kissed her neck. Finally, she kissed her on the mouth. I saw Katie react with surprise and she started to open her eyes in surprise. But she was dealing with probably the fastest human on the earth. Before she could open them, Amy laid her fingers over Katie's eyes.

"Eyes closed, Little One," she said in an almost perfect imitation of my voice. I looked shocked. She gave me an "oops!" look, as if she didn't mean to let me know that, and just shrugged her shoulders. She proceeded to play with Katie. She licked her neck, kissed her. When she sucked a nipple into her mouth, Katie screeched softly and trembled all over. I could tell she was so confused. The voice was mine, but it didn't feel like me. She and Amy haven't done enough to recognize her feel. Finally, I took both their hands and led them over to the bed.

I knew I had to do Katie first. She was so turned on she couldn't stand it. Her aura was leaking slightly she was so turned on. It seemed like the girls have changed again, with their auras showing now and then. I was so turned on I didn't want to delay either. Amy lay down next to Katie, and slid one arm under her head, holding her close. Then she put her other arm around her and softly rubbed her chest, whispering in her ear how much she loved her little Katie. I dropped my head down between Katie's legs and before she even knew I was there, I sucked her clit hard into my mouth and ran my tongue very quickly over it, back and forth. Just then Amy kissed her, and Katie screamed her lungs out into Amy's mouth. We kept this up, with the addition of me sliding a finger up into Katie and running my thumb over her other little hole until she finally collapsed, dead to the world. Amy looked at me and giggled. I just lay there, looking at the two prettiest girls I have ever seen. Amy blushed under my stare.

"What?" She was getting embarrassed, self-conscious, and shy. Amy?

"Just thinking how beautiful you are. I love you so much. How do you move so fast? And when did you learn to imitate my voice?"

She looked embarrassed. "I don't know. It just happens. Sorry about the voice. If I had realized I could do that, I would have thought before doing it in front of you." She looked at me, serious concern in her eyes. "Can we talk while Katie sleeps?" I followed her out to the other room. I sat down on the couch and she curled up on my lap. She had tears in her eyes.

"Daddy, how come I am crying so much these days? I never cry. Sometimes I feel like such a freak. How do I know how to use a gun? How can I shoot someone without even looking at him? How can I shoot someone... period? I'm Amy, the nicest girl in the world, and tomorrow I am going to go with you to kill people. I am insisting on going, I forced you to let me go. Who am I? I do so many weird things. How can I talk in your voice? How did I know what to tell Captain Jensen? What the hell is an Angels 2, anyway? And why are there orange tendrils in your mind that you are trying to hide from me? I know they won't hurt us, but why are they there? What are they? Why are Katie and I not supposed to know about them? Why were you sending a fake endless loop before? What was in that file, Daddy? It's even worse than I think, isn't it? What other freaky things can I do? It must be bad or Katie wouldn't keep it from me." She was sobbing now. "Daddy, I just want to be a normal little girl. I'm only 13 years old. I want to sit on my Daddy's lap and tell him about my day at school. I want to be a cheerleader. I want to tease boys. I want to go shopping with Mommy. Is she going to be all right? Will I ever be normal again? Oh God, I WANT MY CINDI BACK!" I was crying too, watching my little girl go to pieces in front of me. I didn't know what to do. I hugged her. I wished I could console her, make her feel better. I saw the little orange tendrils in my mind. They formed little figures that jumped up and down and clapped their 'hands'. Then the words spelled out "All you had to do is ask". What did that mean? You are weird, little orange person. I distinctly heard a little teenage giggle in my mind. I saw the words "Wow. She is a genius, isn't she? I didn't expect her see through my camouflage that fast." I recognized the giggle as little orange person, but I didn't recognize it as anyone I knew.

I hugged Amy, and then I kissed her. She clung to me desperately, sobbing almost hysterically. I picked her up and carried her back into the bedroom. I took her clothes off as she clung to me, sobbing. She tried to stop me, and stamped her little foot in frustration as I continued to strip her. I laid her on the bed. By this time, Katie was awake and was looking at Amy in alarm. I whispered to her to help me love Amy. She wrapped her arms around her and kissed her, trying to comfort her. I was worried. Amy looked like she was slipping back into a relapse. Then I noticed that my control over the orange tendrils in Katie's mind stopped, and Katie was suddenly in intense pain from a tremendous headache. I watched her and Amy both go "off line", Katie from pain, Amy from hysteria. Oh no, all my girls were going to pieces at once! Then I saw little orange tendrils reach out to Amy. They wrapped themselves lovingly around her mind, and soothed her. It held her agitated green aura, and calmed it down. Then it fled back to my mind, locking itself up again. I knew it had taken them off line so they wouldn't detect it. My control over the orange pieces in Katie's mind returned and I suddenly had two calm girls on my hands. I kissed Amy passionately, and she kissed me back. She pulled me over on top of her, and wrapped her arms and legs around me, holding me tight.

"Sorry, Daddy. Even geniuses go to pieces occasionally. I'm ok now. Those little orange... pills really work wonders, don't they? It's ok, I know you don't want anyone to know you take them sometimes. I won't tell anyone their name." She looked at the shocked look on my face, gave me an Amy 'just how stupid do you think I am' look, rolled her eyes, and then laughed at me. A delightful, happy laugh. I could understand that. I was pretty ecstatic also, since I 'met' Little Orange Person. She looked at me in mock disgust. "What is with all this clothes on stuff? Are you going to take them off, or are we going to watch the 'Orange Bowl' all night?" She giggled helplessly. Very funny, Amy smart-ass. I gave her a warning glance and looked at Katie. I felt Amy in my mind. 'Oops! Sorry. I will behave if you make love to me. Deal? Hi Little Orange Person! Thank you! Love you! Bye.' She giggled hysterically as she started taking my clothes off. Katie looked confused, wondering what the joke was. Then she decided she would just kiss Amy instead.

I sucked Amy to three orgasms while Katie kissed her to keep from waking up the whole house with her screams. Then I went inside her and we both climaxed together. I rolled over on my back and held her as she fell asleep with me still inside her. Katie nudged me.

"Hey! That's supposed to be my sleeping position! What happened to her? She hasn't been that bad in a long time. Maybe we should all have those orange pills for emergencies." Poor Katie! She was so gullible sometimes. Codes worked so well with her, because to Katie everything was up front. It never occurred to her that anyone would hide something from her. That was why she was so upset that she couldn't let Amy read the file.

"She was upset because she thinks she's a freak. She keeps doing these things that she doesn't know she can do. She just wants to be a normal little girl. I'm really glad she didn't see the file or the 'videos'. Katie, what about the 'video' you didn't show me? If we are going in together tomorrow, I need to know everything about what she can do." I wasn't sure I wanted to see it, though.

"I will show it to you if you want. It's not pretty. You may regret this." It was the one where she was locked, unarmed, in a room with ten armed men. I watched in horror but fascinated as she took them all out. Katie miscalculated. It wasn't even three minutes. Then I noticed something odd. I asked Katie to run it again. Then again. Then I sat back and thought about what I had seen.

"What is it, Daddy? You've seen something I missed. Tell me." Katie was poking me impatiently.

"Two things. Amy didn't kill anyone in that scene. Only one of those men was real. He was one of the survivors. The others were computer-generated holograms. She wouldn't even notice the difference on the drugs she was on. It actually makes it even more impressive, as those holograms are even faster and better than most humans are. It may help you to know that little Amy is not a killer. Thanks to her Daddy, she will be by tomorrow night, but she is not yet," I stated bitterly. Katie hugged me and told me to stop being an ass. "The second thing is that I know the doctor that ran that test. He didn't disappear because they didn't like the test. They didn't care, as it was holograms. Amy was never in real danger. That doesn't lessen what she did — they never touched her, hologram or not. She really dodged all those bullets, computer generated or not. That doctor ran afoul of one of my agents on a child abuse case "24" was working on. The agent was the one that walked away; the doctor didn't. In light of what I know now about you kids, it may not have been child abuse. They may have been working on more subjects." Katie looked at me in horror.

We finally went to sleep. Katie relented and let Amy continue to sleep on top of me. We had never done that before. It felt really good, being that close to her. She smiles in her sleep when you kiss her forehead. When I woke up the next morning, Katie had reclaimed her place. Spoiled little brat!

For once, I didn't have a hard time getting the girls up. Amy was ready to go. She came into the living room dressed in a black jump suit, her hair in a ponytail. I didn't see any guns, but she assured me she had two. There were various bulges in various other pockets that I didn't even want to ask what they were. Man, she looked sexy! I'm good at all this, but I know when the student has surpassed the teacher. If she didn't know what to do, if she couldn't handle herself, we were both dead anyway. I left her to get ready and went in to check on Victoria.

She was still asleep, or unconscious. I asked the doctor how she was.

"I am keeping her sedated until you get back. I want you here and not about to go anywhere when she comes out of it. I don't know what we are going to find when she does wake up. She may be an emotional wreck. She will need you full time to come out of it."

"When I get back, I will be here for her. First, I have to make sure she is safe." I kissed her on the forehead and left.

I stopped to talk to Captain Jensen on the way out. We reviewed the plans for the security of the house while I was gone.

"The FAA and all the military branches have been advised to keep all planes out of this area. They have been warned that anything that flies within 20 miles of here will be warned once and then shot down. We have a perimeter around the area. No one gets in unless you, Amy or Katie, personally advise me of his or her arrival. I have two fighters in the air at all times, one with Phoenix missiles with an effective range of 150 miles. We should be ok until you get back." Captain Jensen tried to reassure me. "I have two fighters escorting you to the air field near your location. They will await your departure there. I have two AH-64 Apache Longbows escorting you in to the target zone. They will stay out of sight but will available on 15 seconds notice. There is an extraction group 2 minutes away if you need help. Don't be shy — holler if you get lonely. I don't care about you - I want to see that pretty little girl again." We hugged, and I went to pick up Amy.

Amy and Katie were standing side by side, holding hands and talking. Katie saw me and started crying. She ran over to me and literally leaped up into my arms. I hugged her and kissed her as she clung to me.

"Hey, Little One. That's a lot of tears for a no brainer cleansing mission. Do you know something I don't?"

"Patrick, you get your ass back here to us in one piece, you hear me? Don't you take any chances. Don't play tough guy. Let Amy take care of you. Unless they have the USS Missouri, they aren't going to hurt her. You bring my Daddy and my Sister back to me in one piece or I'm going to kick your ass."

"I'm never going to get out of here if you don't quit soaking my shirt so I have to keep changing it," I teased her. "I will be back. I wouldn't want to miss a night of you sleeping on top of me. Take care of your Mom."

We finally got out of there, about an hour before dawn. We flew there almost without incident. There was one plane that approached us, but apparently he didn't like F-15's because he veered off when they challenged him. It was comforting to see two F-15's on our wing all the way in. Then we helicoptered into the target area. Someone was not taking changes. Apache's are uglier than hell and fly like a brick, but they sure are comforting as an escort. Anyone tries anything with those around, they had better be perfect in their execution. You make one little mistake and they will ruin your whole day. We rested for a few hours just a couple of miles from the target. I figured Amy was tired, and needed some rest. Nope... she wanted to fool around for a while before we went to kill bad guys, as she put it. Teenagers!

Finally, we approached the complex about 4 PM. Our information was that would be right after guard change, when things would be somewhat confused. There should be about 10 guards in the facility, with the big guys being in the underground complex part. As we walked up to the front door, we talked casually to each other, to try to sound innocent, and to calm our nerves.

"I think we should try the pretty young girl soft touch approach again this time, to disarm them. That seemed to work well last time," Amy giggled. Was she enjoying this?

"Yeah, I like that approach — just shoot everything and make me the bad guy. Real subtle, genius girl. But you took way too long and moved too slow last time. Can you maybe not take so long this time picking out where you want to hit them in the knee and just do it, huh? Good help is so hard to find these days," I complained.

"Too slow? You hadn't even closed your mouth yet when I was done! What a jerk! I should have left you at home and let Katie soak all your shirts. I don't know why she was so worried about getting you home again anyway. I'm her sister; two cute girls can always find another washed out old guy for a Daddy!" She giggled hysterically. And so it went, back and forth, keeping each other loose. Finally, we walked in the front door.

There were four bodyguard types sitting at a table playing cards when we walked in. Shoulder holsters. Suspenders. Bottles of whiskey on the table. Poker chips scattered about. Good grief! Did we wander into a bad detective western movie? These guys weren't even subtle. One of them looked up as we approached, and then they all looked at us. Then one of them whistled.

"Hey babe, want to join us? Lose the old man and we'll show you a good time!" I saw Amy's eyes flash. Well, there wasn't any doubt now as to whether or not they would live. Amy hates macho assholes. I was betting he got the first bullet. Amy batted her eyes and gave them her best southern drawl, acting like a dumb lost blond... er brunette.

"Can you-all tell me where I can find the boss? I have a delivery for him," she drawled, batting her eyes again. I rolled my eyes at her. I hoped she didn't have aspirations as an actress.

"You have to have an appointment to see the boss. He don't see nobody without an appointment, little lady." Yep. He's definitely getting the first bullet. Little lady?

"Sure is a good thing I got an appointment then," she drawled. Her hand moving so fast it was almost a blur, she drew her gun and shot all four of them before they even started to move. I don't know why I even came along on this trip. We checked each body for useful info, keys etc.

"Damn, girl, could I at least get to do something once in awhile!" I joked. Inwardly, I was amazed. Seeing it on a replay in your mind and seeing it in person are two entirely different things.

"Can't help it if you're so slow. Here, you can reload my gun if you want!" She laughed at me. Without even turning, or looking, she pointed her gun behind and to the left and shot the guy entering the door on that wall. She smiled at me, and gave me that Amy 'what! You mean you can't do that' look.

"I'm going to paddle your butt when I get you home!" I warned her. She grinned and blew the smoke out of the barrel of her gun. I laughed at her. "Amy, honey, you have been watching way too much bad TV!"

We opened the next door. This was a room with a closed patio sliding glass door on one wall. They were waiting for us here. I actually shot two while Amy shot three. Then I saw Amy make what will probably be one of the few mistakes she ever makes. Unfortunately, it was when I was making the same one. She relaxed before she checked behind the door.

The man behind the door shoved the door closed and chopped his hand across her wrist, knocking her gun out of her hand. He brought the submachine gun he was holding up in an arc and pulled the trigger on full automatic. I was turning my gun towards him to blow him away when he fired. I saw Amy diving to the right of him, but there was no way he was going to miss her with the first several bullets. And he didn't miss.

I saw, as in slow motion, the first six bullets heading for Amy. I saw her diving. As fast as she was, I knew she couldn't make it. As the bullets reached a point six inches from her, they shattered into little pieces as sparkly deep, bright blue energy flashed all over in a vertical sheet. Kind of looked like hitting a Star Trek shield with a phaser. One extra chance is all Amy would ever need. She rolled as she hit the floor, bounced up, and chopped him across the larynx with the edge of her open hand, crushing it. As he started choking, she grabbed him and threw him through the glass patio doors. I hate being left out, so I shot him as he went though the glass.

Amy looked around carefully this time, to be sure no one was around, then closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath. Then she walked over to me, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed me.

"I don't know how you did that sparkly pretty blue thing, but thank you. I owe you one." She gave me a shaky little smile. I think it just lost some of the fun for her.

"Sorry, Amy, but you can't blame that one on me. That wasn't my shield." She looked at me, confused, but I was no help; I was confused too. So, now that we had our screw up, everything was ok, right? Nope. We went into the next room, and as we entered, we realized that we were well and truly screwed. There were at least 20 guys in this room, a large ballroom, and they were all waiting for us. They knew we were coming.

The only good thing I could think of all this was that I would die too and I wouldn't have to tell Victoria or Katie that I had gotten Amy killed. That advantage was not worth watching my darling little girl die in front of me though. But we were not going down easy.

Amy had a gun in each hand, firing as fast as she could. She wasn't even looking at her targets, but she wasn't missing, either. I grabbed an Uzi from one of the dead guy's hands and was firing it with one hand and my pistol with the other. Between the two of us we dropped 10 guys in the first 5 seconds or so. But it wasn't enough. We weren't going to make it. Besides, another five or six guys entered the room from the side door. Amy looked at me with a huge grin on her face. How the hell could she find humor in this? Then she pulled two grenades out of one of the pockets of that natty little suit of hers, pulled the pins, and threw them into the room. Great idea Amy! Except... we were in the fucking room too, genius girl! Well, if we were going to die, we might as well take them with us. "Fire in the hole!" Amy whispered to me, giggling, as she grabbed me and pulled me in close to her. This girl was nuts!

Then the fun started. Amy and I were surrounded in a bright, deep green glow. Then we and the perimeter of the room were surrounded in a bright orange glow. Finally, Amy and I were suddenly surrounded with a bright, deep blue glow. We looked like a bloody Christmas tree. As the grenades exploded, the room near where we were standing exploded into shimmers and sparkles of orange, blue and green light, as the energy was deflected by the glowing shields or whatever they were. It was hard to see, there were so many colored fuzzies floating around. As it cleared, we saw dead bodies lying all over the place. The room was empty of all life except Amy and me.

We closed and locked all the doors in the room. We needed a break. Amy laid her head against my chest and gave a tiny little sob. Then she looked up at me, her eyes bright.

"Someone really likes us," she whispered in a tiny voice. "Thank you, Little Orange Person!" She said fervently. "I really do love you now!"

'You're welcome, ' appeared in words in my mind. 'I love you two also. Now would you get your asses in gear and come rescue me?' Then it printed the word 'giggle!' You are too cute for words, Little Orange Person! I told Amy what Little Orange Person said. She looked at me as if I was nuts. I don't know that I had ever told her we were talking back and forth. I also told her, a little belatedly, not to just blow everything up, as there was something very valuable to find here.

Should be easy from here. Find the big boss, kill his guards, kill him, rescue Little Orange Person, and leave. Wonder what we were going to find for Amy to do to keep from being bored?

After checking all the doors and verifying this level was now clear, we opened the door that led downstairs. We went down several stairs, turned a corner, and stopped at a big, thick, steel door. We tried the keys we had picked up off the bodies. Course not. That would be too easy. I stood there, wondering what we were going to do. I hadn't brought my bazooka. Amy smiled, waiting patiently.

"Any good ideas, big guy? I don't want you whining that you don't get to do anything again. I've done all the work so far while you sat back eating bonbons. Time for you to earn that overly inflated salary of yours!" She smiled to show me she was just kidding. I shrugged my shoulders. "Ok, you had your chance." She pulled a glob of plastic explosives out of another pocket, and a detonator out of a third one. Good grief! I hoped she had lunch in there too; I was getting hungry. She grinned.

"I have lunch all planned out. You'll like it!" I bet I would! She rigged the charge, we stepped around the corner, and she blew the door. What a disappointment. Almost no bang; it just fell in. The disappointment continued as we stepped in the door. Twelve men dressed in black pajamas were standing there, each holding a gun on us. Even Amy was going to have a problem here. Then one of them stepped forward.

"Amy. Nice to see you again." She looked confused. "Oh, that's right, you don't remember me. What a shame. You were the best fuck I ever had. Well, maybe next to your Mom. I really enjoyed her yesterday. She really enjoyed it too. Kept begging for more." Bad move, asshole. Amy's eyes went flat, devoid of expression, empty. I noticed my vision changed slightly. So, that's what it felt like when my eyes did the same thing. I suddenly was cold, emotionless. This was going to be fun. "Tell you what. Make you a deal," he continued. "We drop all the guns, and do this the fun way. You win, you get to go on. We win, you're mine again. I might let you keep the old man to clean out your cage." He sure had an evil grin.

Was this guy stupid? Or was he just that good and wanted a challenge? I was sensing Amy. He couldn't have done a better job at preparing her for combat if he had tried. She smiled at me as she flipped her gun over into the corner. 'You were my first.' She assured me. I smiled at her in reassurance.

"Since he is only good for cleaning cages, you won't mind if the old man helps me. Sometimes my back itches when I fight and he's an excellent back scratcher," she giggled. I tossed my guns over in the corner also. They tossed theirs into the other corner.

"This is going to be fun! Are you ready, old man?" Amy giggled, grinning at me. "Shall we dance?"

Suddenly, there were bodies moving everywhere. The first man that approached Amy tried to jump kick her. She stepped aside, and flung him into the nearest wall, snapping his neck. She spun around, grabbed the arm of the next man as he tried to hit her, broke his arm, and flung him back to me. I punched him in the chest, stopping his heart, and broke his neck as he went past. Then I moved up next to her. She smiled at me, and was so confident, she reached over and squeezed my hand briefly as the next several men approached. I saw loudmouthed man notice the action so far and the hand squeeze and he started to look like he had made a mistake. He started to back away.

The next several attacked all at once. Amy spun kicked the first one, while chopping two more with open hand strikes at the same time. What a wimp. Couldn't you get the other foot in there too? I had never seen anyone do three hits simultaneously before. 'Are you going to help or just stand back and admire me?' She giggled in her mind. 'I can give you something better to admire later!' She giggled again. It was as if our minds were on a completely different plane than our bodies. Our bodies were just reacting on their own. I suddenly realized that, much as I hated what they had done to my little girl, she was in her element. She was made for this. She was enjoying it. These were not people, they were scum. Who cared if they died? I decided to leave the rest of the philosophy lesson for later.

Amy grabbed the one she had kicked, slammed his head down into her knee, and smacked both open hands across his ears. Ouch! He went down like a sack of potatoes. The one she had chopped on her right I kicked on the knee, and as he went down, I chopped him across the back of his neck. I thought I felt something break as I hit him. I saw Amy run and take a leap in the air, twisting as she soared, legs spread wide apart. What was she doing? As she spun in the air, she kicked one man in the head with one leg, and a second one in the head with the other leg. As she began to come down, twisting again to face them, she shoved her stiffened fingers into each of their solar plexus' (plexi?), doubling them over. As she slid over to the side, recovering her balance, I leaped into the air, kicking both of them in the head. They both went down. 'Are you satisfied now?' she quipped. 'Not bad for an old man!' She giggled. The third man that she had chopped, now behind her, was reaching out to grab her. As he came near to her, she turned and he punched her in the stomach. What? Someone hit Amy? I had never seen that before. Mark it on your calendar. As I moved to help her, as she doubled over, I realized what I had seen. He had never touched her, through the deep, bright green glow that covered her stomach. I realized she was faking it. Apparently, the keepers of the orange and blue glow knew it too, as they didn't even bother to help. As he moved closer to her doubled over form, reaching out to grab or hit her, she stood up, arms together, and spread her arms out quickly, separating his arms. Then she punched him in the chest and kicked him in the head simultaneously. Usually in a double shot like that, the hand goes higher than the leg, as it is higher on the body. I had never seen a cross like that. She grinned at me. I think she was showing off!

There were only five left, including loudmouth. They didn't look quite as confident as before. I really didn't like the way they seemed to be thinking. Sure enough, I saw them run towards their guns. I dived towards ours as I saw Amy flying through the air towards me. As I got to our guns, I grabbed Amy's two and hurled them towards her. I grabbed mine and turned, just in time to see Amy put on the show of the day.

As she soared through the air, she reached out and grabbed the guns flying towards her. She deftly caught each one by the grip, sliding her finger onto the trigger, twisted in mid air, and started firing with both hands. About the same time, I started firing also. Loudmouth got one shot off before they all fell to the ground. Unfortunately, that one shot hit me.

Damn it! I'm fighting alongside a 13-year-old cheerleader that had never even seen a gun in her life before as far as I knew and I get shot? I'm too old for this shit. I knew it was bad. I could feel the energy sliding out of me. Amy was kneeling beside me, and even if I didn't feel it, I could tell from the way Amy looked. She was crying and holding me.

"Oh God, Daddy, I'm so sorry! I tried to get him before he fired. I even tried to get in the way and take the bullet. Please, Daddy, don't leave me!" She sobbed.

"Amy, if you had taken that bullet I would have kicked you butt. You take care of your Mom, hear? She's going to need a lot of help and love," I whispered, and coughed. God, I loved this girl. I couldn't stand the thought of the pain I was going to bring her. I will never know why I did what I did at that moment. It made no sense. With what I knew had to be my dying breath. I whispered, "Cindi. Little Orange Person. Help her." It made no sense. I mean, Cindi was dead. And I didn't even know who Little Orange Person was. Then I was above, looking down at the scene, watching Amy cry. A very sexy shaped orange energy form hugged me, holding me close. 'All you had to do is ask, ' it said. Have you ever been kissed by pure energy? I never thought I would say this, but it is better than Amy's kisses. Don't tell her I said that!

I watched Amy's head tilt slightly to the side. Then she leaned down to 'me', and whispered.

"Daddy. Do you love me?"

:"I love you, Amy," I whispered back.

"Do you trust me, Daddy?" She whispered again, tears streaming down her face.

"Amy, I love you and trust you so much I will gladly die here if it will keep you safe and happy," I whispered back.

"Hold my hand, Daddy. Love me. Trust me." She took my hand and closed her eyes, putting her other hand over the wound in my chest. Too bad, she missed it. Three things happened simultaneously. First, an orange and bright, deep blue glow filled the whole room. Then, a bright, deep blue lightning bolt came from the ceiling and at the same time, an orange bolt came from the room next door. Finally, a golden yellow bolt shot in from the ceiling. All three joined together, and then slammed into my body, right in my chest in the middle of the green glow where her hand was, with enough force that I lost consciousness. The last thing I heard was Amy whispering, "I love you, Daddy."

I don't know how long I had been out when I woke up. Long enough that Amy had called in the support group that we would never need. They were cleaning up the area. I could hear isolated shots periodically. My head was lying in Amy's lap, and she was stroking my hair, holding me. She was crying her eyes out, but was looking at me with a beautiful smile on her face. She gave me a wonderful kiss.

"Hey sleepyhead. Some people will do anything for a nap. Do you feel up to getting up and doing some work for a change?" Her smile was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.

"Can't you guys do anything without me?" I asked grumpily, and then kissed her nose. She giggled.

"It seems there is someone who says her name is Little Orange Person who won't talk to anyone but you. She refuses to come out of her room until she sees you. Do you have girls everywhere? I thought you said you loved me. And Katie? And Victoria? And Cindi? And... ?" She laughed. She helped me up and let me lean on her on the way into the next room. "Good grief, you're heavy! I'm just a little girl, you know!" She reached over and kissed my cheek.

"Yeah. Right. A little girl that throws grown men around the room. Katie told me to lean on you. I am. She gets mad when I don't do what she says. Ever seen a mad Katie?"

"Yeah. Once. Here, lean on me some more," she said, giving me a look of mock horror.

When we got to the room in question, I went in alone, asking Amy to stay outside. I don't get the chance to get back at her often, and I wanted to fully savor this moment. I walked into the dark room. As soon as I entered, a pretty young thing wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. We held each other tightly, basking in all the good feelings that we had missed from each other for so long. She asked me if I loved her. Always and forever, I told her, as I had so many times before. She giggled happily and kissed me again. Then I asked her to stay behind for a minute while I talked to Amy. I asked Little Orange Person if she was blocking all of our senses to the others. She said Amy and I were on an infinite loop. She giggled merrily and said nobody would be paying attention anyway, as the loop she was sending out was of Amy and me making love. I laughed and told her she was a bad, bad girl. She giggled again. I walked out to talk to Amy.

"Daddy, why are we on playback loop again? Not that I'm not enjoying watching what we're supposedly doing, but..."

"Because, Amy honey, I wanted privacy when you get to meet Little Orange Person. Are you ready?" I smiled real big at her.

"I'm ready, Daddy. I don't know why you guys are being so mysterious about this. You know we will accept anybody into our family that you want there." I grinned real big at her.

She watched as a young girl walked out of the room. As she walked closer, Amy appeared more and more confused. She turned to me.

"Is this a joke on me, Daddy? How did Katie get here ahead of us? I don't understand..." Then I could hear the click all the way over here as it registered. All the blood drained from her face. She looked at me with her mouth open, hand over her mouth in shock, and her eyes were as big as saucers. I finally pulled one over on the teenage genius! Daddy 4,937,422, Amy 0! I walked over to her.

"Close your mouth dear, bugs will fly in. Amy, allow me to introduce you to... Becky Thompson. Katie's twin sister. Identical twin sister, I might add." Poor Amy. I'm so mean to her. I felt bad for... oh, 0.27 seconds. Then Becky walked up to Amy and put her arms around her, and hugged her. Amy hugged her back.

"My goodness, you are beautiful. And so sweet." Becky told her. "And, so dangerous, too," she whispered. Amy blushed but said nothing. "I'm so glad to meet you. Although Katie doesn't know it, she has told me so much about you the last few days." Amy still hadn't said anything; she just stared. Becky turned to me. "She can talk, can't she?" She teased gently.

'Shh." I whispered loudly. "You don't know what a blessing this is; Amy speechless. You will soon wish you had more of these days!" That snapped her out of it. She glared at me with fire in her eyes.

"I do not talk too much! And you are mean! How could you do this to me?" Oops. I think she was really mad. Becky put her arms around her and hugged her.

"Don't be mad at him. It was my doing. I asked him to keep it a secret. In fact." She looked at me guiltily, "he would not have been able to tell you if he tried. I'm sorry, Amy, but I know Katie can read you and I couldn't take the chance of her finding out through your mind. This is going to be a real shock to her. It has to be done in person. I'm sorry," she said.

They both came over to hug me.

"You're not off the hook yet, buster! Just wait and see how long it is before I let you..." She stopped, embarrassed, realizing what she had almost said in front of Becky. Becky smiled at her.

"It's ok, Amy. I know about that. I felt it the other day. After seeing him, I understand completely," she giggled. "There's so much I have to catch up on, being out of contact for so long. There is one thing I am really confused about, though. When I finally was able to get free a little from here, I tried to insert myself into Katie's mind where I always was, but I couldn't. There seemed to be someone there. I know she thought I was dead, but who did she find to replace me with?" Uh oh, I thought I knew what was coming, and this was not going to be pleasant. I moved over and put my arms around Amy from behind, and held her close, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear that I loved her. Amy seemed confused too.

"I'm there. We found each other," Amy explained. I could tell by the quivering of her lower lip that she knew what was coming, too.

"But... What does Cindi think of that? What does she do? Where..." Becky was beginning to realize that there was something she didn't know.

Amy turned to me, hid her face in my chest, and started crying. Becky looked really confused.

"I'm sorry. What have I done to make her cry? What did I say? I'm sorry." Becky looked like she was going to cry, too.

"I'm sorry, Becky, Cindi is dead." I explained to her what happened. She and Amy cried together for quite awhile, Becky apologizing profusely. We were interrupted by the leader of the extraction force.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we need to get going. The police are likely to be showing up soon. We also have some unidentified blips showing up on radar that I don't like. It could be reinforcements." I convinced Amy to withhold questions to Becky until we got back home, so she didn't have to tell it multiple times.

We got out to the helicopter and got back into the air. Something must have been happening, because one of the Apache's peeled off and disappeared. We heard explosions shortly after. I didn't pay much attention, as I had a very cute petite blond girl cuddled up to me in my lap. We got to the plane, without incident, and took off. Again, one of the escorts left us and shortly after, the sky lit up a few miles away. Amy sat next to me on the plane, holding my hand and sleeping with her head on my shoulder. Becky slept in my lap, arms around my neck. If they weren't both so pretty, I would have been bored.

We finally got back to the house. I asked Becky to give me 30 seconds or so before she came in, I needed to get into position so that Katie didn't hurt herself when what I knew was going to happen happened. Everyone hugged and kissed us. Katie was standing at the bar getting me a drink, wisecracking all the way. I stood behind her, arms around her waist.

"What? Daddy, you're losing your touch. We send you out somewhere almost alone and you come back with no more beautiful girls that you left with?" She giggled. Amy giggled too as she saw Becky walk up behind us.

"Hi Katie," Becky said softly. I felt all of Katie's muscles stiffen. She turned very slowly in my arms, looking past my shoulder, eyes big as saucers, big tears suddenly running down her face. Her mouth was open in shock.

"B... Becky?" she whispered softly, disbelief on her face. It was a good thing I was holding her, because that is when she fainted.