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Subject: My Kids -- Ch. 1 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

     WARNING ... This story contains graphic descriptions of sex
among pre-teen children and between adults and pre-teen children.  If you
find this offensive stop reading now.

     This story is entirely fictional and any similarity between persons
and events depicted in it and actual persons and events is purely
coincidental.  The story is pure fantasy and none of the events described
herein are practiced, advocated or condoned by the author.

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         My Kids -- Chapter One / The Idea

     I had just turned 22 when Paula and I married.  We had been high
school sweethearts and from the moment we met we knew that we were
destined for each other.  I graduated from college, started a computer
consulting business and after a year or so had enough money coming in that
we felt able to start a family.  And start a family we did.  Over the next
seven years we had a boy, Steven, a girl, Susan, another girl, Stephanie,
twin girls, Samantha, another girl, Sadie and despite wanting another boy,
we gave up trying.  Having our own girls' basketball team was enough.

     The day before my 34th birthday Paula was killed in a car accident. 
It was a devastating blow to all of us and for about a year we found just
making it through each day difficult.  No one seemed to know what to do.
Meals were rarely served on time, the laundry piled up until someone finally
threw some of it into the washing machine, my business suffered and only
the need to keep seven people clothed, fed and housed kept me going.  By
the end of the first year though, things had begun to change and the pieces
started falling into place.

     Steven was almost 12 and began noticing when things needed to be
done. Things such as the washing or the dishes.  And he would do them
without being asked.  He made his own bed, kept his room clean, helped
pick up things around the house, helped with the yard work, and got himself
a paper route.  It didn't pay much, but it kept him from having to ask me for
money and bought the occasional birthday present for his sisters.

     Susan was ten and had turned into a little mother to the other girls.
She told them when to go to bed, when to wash clothes, when to take baths,
when to eat and she had, in fact, become a bit bossy, but the others didn't
seem to mind.  She's a cute blue-eyed blonde and had just begun to bloom
physically.  Her hips were starting to show a slight curve at the sides and her
buttocks, always rather slim, had filled out into nicely rounded globes. 
Small, but noticeable, mounds had begun to grow on her chest.

     Stephanie was the prettiest of them all, but I never told her or
anyone else that.  She was 8 years old and had the most angelic face
imaginable. I used to tease Paula that she must have fooled around at one
time because Steffi didn't look like me at all.  She had deep, brown eyes and
soft brown hair that framed her pretty face and hung to between her
shoulder blades.  She wasn't much help around the house, but she was an
inspiration to look at.

     The twins, Samantha and Sandra were almost 7 and, like Susie, had
blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair.  Needless to say, their physiques
were those of little girls; board straight, slender legs with no hips, but cute
little butts and no tits at all.  They could be a real pain at times because they
would conspire aginst the others and spent a lot of their time whispering to
each other and giggling.  Under Susie's tutelage though, they had become
quite efficient house helpers.

     Sadie, besides being the youngest at only 5, was also the most doted
on.  Everyone loved Sadie and couldn't do enough for her.  She was pretty,
not beautiful, and, you guessed it, blue-eyed and blonde.  Her disposition
was more even than any of us.  No matter the amount of confusion
prevailing in our house, Sadie provided a steadiness and stability that we
came to rely upon.  She could always make us laugh by making some
innocent remark that would put things back in perspective.

     There we are, six kids, helpful ones to be sure, and me, all trying to
make it in a world that had, for us, been shattered and we were now trying
to rebuild.  It had been a tough year for all of us, but especially for me. 
The kids didn't need sex.  I did.  I had taken to jacking off in the shower
and it helped relieve the tension, but it was never quite enough.  Dating did
not interest me, who had the time, and in my work I didn't meet very many
eligible women anyway. Something was about to happen, however, that
would make me forget about women forever, but not about sex.  In my
wildest imaginings I would never have come up with this.  It all began late
one night, after an otherwise normal day.

     Shortly after I had gone to bed one evening, little Stephanie came
into my room.  She was nearly in tears telling me that she had been
awakened by a bad dream and asked me if she could please sleep with me.
The poor thing was shaking so I lifted the covers and let her climb in. As
she did her nightgown rode up and bunched around her waist and I saw that
she was not wearing any panties, a common occurrence around our house. 
I was lying on my side facing her and with her back to me she nestled her
little body into the curve of mine, pushing her little butt into my crotch.  I
had been playing with myself before she had come in and was still
semi-hard and when her ass jostled my prick it flopped out of my boxer
shorts and landed smack in the crack of her ass.

     I looked at Steffi's face to see if she had noticed, but the little shit
had her thumb in her mouth and was already fast asleep.  The warmth of
her little ass on my cock got me fully hard again and in rising it had pushed
itself between her thighs.  I began moving gently forward, then backward,
my cock fucking her thighs.  I put my arm over her and reached for her
little pussy and began stroking it slowly from back to front. Very quickly I
came, my semen spraying her slender thighs and running down them to
stain the sheet.  She remained asleep.

     When I awoke the next morning Steffi was gone.  I got up and
groggily walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror.  'What's
happened to me?  My own eight-year-old daughter...I get off on my own
little girl...what's happening to me?'  I had never been sexually aroused, nor
even interested, by children.  'I must have been half asleep and
dreaming...yeah, that's it.  And then the warmth of Stef's body against
mine...still, it had been good, different, but good.' Suddenly, I wanted more. 
I wanted to see the rest of my girls naked again.  I wanted to touch them,
hug them, kiss them, taste them and yes, have them taste me.  I was
awakening some sleeping desire within me as I came to the realization that I
could be a child lover. I splashed some water on my face and went
downstairs to the kitchen.

     Susie was pouring milk on a bowl of cereal for Stephanie who sat at
the kitchen table still wearing her nightie.  I wondered if she had been
curious about the cum that must have been caked on her ass and thighs
when she woke up.  She looked at me and smiled, "Hi, daddy."  Susie
turned to look at me too, a strange look in her eyes, then she, too, cracked a
smile and giggled.  "G'mornin' daddy.  How are you feeling?"

     "Hi, girls," I said as I sat down at the table.  "I don't know what's
wrong with me this morning, but I'm sure tired."

     They both giggled conspiratorily and I knew something was up. 
'Had Stephanie been awakened by my fondling?  Had she been pretending
to be asleep?  How much did she remember?  How much had she told
Susie?' These questions raced through my mind as Susie put a bowl on the
table in front of me, filled it with cereal and poured milk over it.

     "Didn't you sleep well, daddy?" she asked, a sly smile on her face
and I swear she had a gleam in her eye.

     As I was about to respond with some cock-and-bull story (more like
a cock-in-hand story) the twins bounced into the kitchen making a racket as
usual.  They were giggling and poking each other and half-running as they
came in, also still dressed in their nighties.

     "Hi, daddy, hi Susie, hi Stef," they said in unison and giggled.  They
sat down at the table and poured themselves cereal, spilling some onto the
table, then scraping it off the table into their mouths.  The same thing
happened when they poured, and spilt, the milk.  Finally, Susie could take
no more.  She walked to the table, put her hands on her hips and
announced that if they couldn't behave they could just leave.  They both
looked down, then at me, then at Susie, finally snickered again and said in
unison, "Sorry," and began to spoon the cereal into their mouths.

     I loved this scene.  Every Saturday morning it was the same and I
savored every minute of it.  The next to come in would be Sadie.  She
would rub her little eyes, say a perfunctory 'g'mornin' to everyone, drag
herself to her place at the table and let her head drop upon it.  She always
slept in nothing but panties and that's the way she came to the table. In fact,
that's the way she dressed most of the time at home.  Shortly after her
entrance Steven would finally come down.  He, too, would be wearing only
underpants.  The twins would tease him about it and Susie would scold him
for being too lazy and inconsiderate to cover himself in front of his sisters. 
He would ignore all three of them.

     As if on cue Sadie appeared in the doorway, barechested and only
panties covering her hips.  She made straight for the table, climbed into a
chair and started scooping the cereal Susie had set out for her into her
mouth.  After the first spoonful was in she remembered her manners. 
"Gmmmnn," she mumbled, spilling some cerial from her mouth.  The twins
laughed at this.  A moment later Steven came in and everyone noticed that
he was wearing levis rather than his usual skimpy garb.  "Hiding
something?" asked Susie, a smirk on her face.  She wiggled her ass at him
as he walked by, blushing somewhat.  The twins giggled mightily at this.

     It was obvious to me that Steven had awakened with a hard-on and
was trying to hide it, but what did Susie know about it.  I decided that I had
to find out and that today would be a good day to start their education, their
introduction to the wonderful world of sex and incest.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch.2 (mf, ff, inc. pedo)

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    My Kids -- Chapter Two / The Lessons Begin

     "Kids," I announced, "now that we're all together let me tell you
about something that's been on my mind lately."

     They all looked at me as Steven pulled up a chair and sat down.

     "You too, Susie.  Sit down here by me," I patted the vacant chair
next to me.

     Susie came and sat and I began.

     "I've been thinking for some time now about talking to all of you
about sex."  I tried to guage their reactions to this straight forward
approach. Steven and Susie slipped each other sly glances and I knew for
sure they had been up to something.  The twins snickered, as expected, and
Sadie just kept eating her cereal.  Stephanie stared straight at me with those
beautiful, brown eyes.

     "First, I would like to know what each of you knows about it," I
continued, "that'll give me an idea of where to start."

     I looked at little Sadie.  Surely she knew nothing of making babies
or any of the sexual games people play with and on each other.  Maybe she
knew little girl games of touching and looking, but nothing more.

     "Sadie, have you ever heard the word, 'masturbation?'" I thought ot
the one sexual activity in which she might have engaged.

     "Who's that?" asked Sadie.

     "Who's who?" Susie asked her.

     "Mister Baydon."

     The twins laughed out loud at this, obviously they knew that Mister
Baydon was not a person.

     Sadie shrugged.

     "Anyone else?" I went on.

     No one said anything.  Steven continued looking down, probably
contemplating his hard-on and how he wanted to go do what we were
talking about, and Susie looked at Sadie with motherly disdain.

     "Well," I said, "masturbation is when you play with yourself, usually
by feeling or rubbing yourself between the legs.  It feels very good to do it
and although it's probably done more by boys, girls do it too.  Steven, you
masturbate, don't you?"

     Sam and Sandy giggled and covered their faces with their hands. I
didn't want to embarrass him, but I did want someone to start contributing
to the conversation.

     "Who, me?"  said Steven, returning from his self-indulgent
day-dreaming.  "What?"

     "I said, 'you masturbate, don't you?',  you know, jack off?"

     Susie raised her eyebrows and looked at her blushing brother. She
obviously knew what it meant.

     "Y-yeah, I guess so," he looked down at the floor.

     "Don't feel bad, Steven," I went on, "most people go through a
stage of life where they masturbate, sometimes several times a day,
sometimes with a friend or two.  Many times young people experiment with
a variety of sex games.  The thing to understand is that some of them can
be dangerous so it's a good idea to know a little something about them. 
That's why we're going to have this conference."

     I looked at each of them and for the most part they seemed to be
paying attention.  Even the twins were looking at me with curiosity on their
pretty faces and Susie had a positive gleam in her eye.  Little Sadie was
smiling and seemed curious about what could be so important as to call a
family meeting like this.  Steven looked a little uncomfortable and Steffi was
wide-eyed.  God!  How I loved those eyes.

     "First of all," I began, "I'll need to demonstrate using one of you
girls as a model.  Steffi, will you be my assistant?"

     She nodded vigorously.

     "O.K.," I said, "to make everyone more comfortable let's all take off
our clothes."

     A little reluctant at first to strip completely, partial nudity around our
house notwithstanding, they all followed my lead as I removed my shirt,
levis and finally my shorts, letting my semi-hard prick fall out. Susie's eyes
bugged a bit when she saw it and Stephanie's mouth dropped noticeably. It
was obviously larger than any other they had seen and they were very
curious about it.  The twins stopped goofing off and stared.

     "Well, come on," I urged them.

     It didn't take long after that, they weren't wearing much.  Stephanie
was naked in seconds as she slipped the nightgown over her head and
having no panties on, presto, naked.  Sadie dropped her panties on the
floor, Samantha and Sandy stripped quickly and Susie turned her back to us
and removed her nightgown, carefully folded it and laid it aside and slowly
slipped her panties off.  When I looked at her nakedness I realized how
much she had changed in the last year.  Her ass was shaped perfectly and
when she turned around I noticed that her nipples were erect although the
mounds upon which they stood were still nearly nonexistent.  They were
delightful to look at.  Her pussy was showing clear signs of a developing
clitoris.  Steven was slowest to undress and no wonder.  When his shorts
released his boner all the girls gasped in unison.

     "That's what we'll be talking about," I said, gesturing with a tilt of
head and a glance at Steven's cock.

     I asked Steffi to climb up on the table and lie down so everyone
could see her better.  I had her open her legs and raise them into the air,
revealing her little vagina and anus.  When she was in position I began.

     "Everyone come to this end of the table so you can all see.  Stef,
honey, what do you call this?" I asked, touching her pussy.

     "You mean my pee-pee, daddy?"  The twins giggled.

     "Yes, that's what most little kids call it," I answered. "Do any of you
know other names for it?"

     Susie spoke up, "I've heard some older kids call it 'cunt'."

     Steven, "I like 'pussy'."

     "The real name for it," I went on, "is 'vagina'.  It's true that girls pee
from there, but it's also where babies come from.  Do any of you know how
the babies get in there?"

     "From daddies," said Samantha, surprising us all.

     Susie looked at me and said, "You and mom made us, right daddy?"

     "Right!" I answered, "but how does a daddy put the baby inside a
mommy?"

     Steven's prick was sticking straight out and nearly lying on the table
top and Susie's eyes as well as the twins' were glued to it.  Steven put his
hand on his member and said, "The dad puts this into that," gesturing to
Steffi's cunt.

     "Yuck!" said the twins, again in unison, "doesn't that hurt?"
continued Sandy by herself.

     "Exactly!" I exclaimed, "that's why you must be very careful about
putting anything inside of you.  A little girl like Sadie should never put
anything into her, let's call it 'pussy'.  The twins are old enough to touch
themselves and put a finger inside, but only a little ways in. Steffi here," I
looked at her cute little twat, "should also be careful, even though you're
older than the twins and Sadie.  Nothing should be put very far inside of
you.  Susie there can probably put her fingers all the way in without getting
hurt and she may even be ready to have something like what Steven is
holding put inside her hole."

     Susie looked up when she heard her name and her eyes told me that
she was ready for what I had just suggested.  She wanted Steven's cock
inside her hot little twat and Steven had been ready for a while.  They
would have to wait a while longer, at least for another lesson or two.

     "Now look at what Steven is holding in his hand."  They didn't need
to be told more than once.  "What do you like to call it, Steven?"

     "Some of the guys call it a 'dick' or a 'prick'," he said, "but I like to
call it 'cock'."

     Sam and Sandy repeated, "COCK!  COCK! 
COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO," and giggled loudly.  Susie shot them a dirty
look.

     "Fine," I said, "we'll call it 'cock' then.  A cock is what goes into
your pussy to make a baby.  That's how the baby gets there.  Now there
isn't a baby every time it goes in there, sometimes people put it in there just
for the fun of it.  Do you know what it's called when people do that?"

     "Fucking," said Susie before she had thought about it.  She lowered
her eyes, but quickly returned her gaze to Steven's cock.

     "That's right, Susie," I said, "fucking, and everybody does it.  That's
the reason we're here.  I'm going to start your sex education.  We'll meet
like this once a week until we've covered the whole subject. Today's lesson
will be on what I mentioned earlier, 'masturbation'. Have any of you ever
rubbed yourself between the legs?" I continued, "Well, what you were
doing was masturbating.  It felt good, didn't it? That's why you did it and
why you'll probably do it again."

     Steven and Susie were hot and would probably have fucked right
there on the floor if the rest of us hadn't been there.  The twins had gotten
quiet and were holding hands.  Steffi was still lying on the table, her cute
little cunt and asshole winking at us.  Sadie was looking straight into Stef's
pussy and was absent-mindedly rubbing her own little slit. They were ready,
alright, everyone of them.

     "Now, I'm going to show you how to masturbate by demonstrating
on Steffi.," Jeez!  I wanted to plunge my tongue into her instead, but I
showed remarkable restraint.

     Taking my cock in my right hand I began to stroke it as I placed my
left hand over Stephanie's pubic mound.  I squeezed her pubis letting my
thumb caress her anus.  She closed her eyes as I slid my thumb along the
full length of her little slit, letting it linger over her minute clitoris. I heard
Steffi moan a little as I pressed inward on the little clit and ran my thumb in
slow circles on it.

     Susie had a finger inside herself and was working it in and out and
was rubbing her own clit with her other hand.  She was already wet and
well on the way to full enjoyment of her self-indulgence.  Steven was
jacking himself off as he watched his sisters behaving like horny little sluts.

     What really caught his attention was the twins.  Samantha and
Sandra were kissing each other and each had a finger in the other one's
cunt. Soon they were lying on the floor, finger-fucking each other's pussies
and laughing.

     Little Sadie was rubbing her pubis furiously and had her other hand
behind her.  The latter, I figured, was fucking her asshole.

     Stephanie's pussy was quite wet and slippery now and I slipped a
finger slightly inside and worked it in and out, continuing to rub her little
bud with my thumb.  She began to squirm her butt around and I knew she
was cumming.  When I looked at Susie, who was watching my hand on
Steffi's twat, I noticed that the hand between her legs was dripping wet and
the insides of her thighs were glistening.  The sight made me cum and shoot
all over Stephanie's crotch and legs.  Steven gaped at the sight of my semen
covering my hand and his little sister's pussy, thighs and asshole.  He was
cumming too, but was apparently not old enough yet to ejaculate.

     Little Sadie had slowed down and was sitting on the floor slowly
feeling herself.  The twins were lying on their backs on the floor, their legs
spread obscenely, smiles on their faces.  Susie and Steven were looking at
each other, Steven's eyes fixed on the wetness between her legs, and hers
on his slowly softening prick.

     Stephanie put her legs back down and, dipping her fingers in the
cum, her daddy's cum, covering her privates and peering closely at it, asked,
"What's this stuff?"

     "That's the stuff that makes babies, honey," I was directing this at all
of them, but they weren't much interested, "but it has to be inside of you to
do that, so you won't have a baby.  Besides, you have to be much older," I
lied.

     "It feels weird," she said.

     The others slowly rose and came over to look at daddy's 'stuff'. 
They all looked at it, touched it, smelled it, but only Sadie, bless her heart,
would taste it.  She dipped her finger again into the semen that had
collected on her sister's little cunt and put it into her mouth.

     "How's it taste," asked Susie.

     "Salty and creamy," she answered.

     I decided to end the lesson for that day, but made plans for lesson
two, oral sex.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch.3 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

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       My Kids -- Chapter Three / The Agenda

     The next morning I asked the kids what they thought about the
previous day's activities.  The response was unanimous, do it again.  We set
aside Saturday mornings as our sex education day.

     I was torn between my lust for these passionate kids and my love for
them that told me this was wrong.  Upon sober reflection it did indeed seem
wrong, but as long as all participants were willing, no one was forced or
openly coerced to take part, I convinced myself that it was o.k.. As I looked
around the table at their sweet faces, their eyes aglow, not with lust or
greed, but with real joy and anticipation, I knew that, for us, everything
would be fine.

     Before embarking on our educational journey, some would say our
descent into depravity and lust, we agreed on some preliminary conditions.
Since there was no way we were going to be able to keep any of this secret
from any of the kids, we decided to include everyone.  Even little
five-year-old Sadie could take part if she wanted to.  Everyone would have
to be present for the discussion, but only those who wanted to needed to
participate in the activities.  There would be no penetration of any kind
unless the recipient of the penetration wished it and then at the first
objection by that person all penetration would cease.  In this way I hoped to
avoid any injuries and bad feelings among the kids.

     Since we had already covered masturbation I felt that mutual
masturbation was the next logical progression and I intended to include oral
sex as a great masturbation technique.  I went to bed that night with
thoughts of the pleasures that awaited us all, the joyful experiences, the
sharing and mutual love.

     I had just fallen asleep when Stephanie's whisper in my ear stirred
me slightly awake.

     "Daddy," she whispered softly.

     "Mmmff, whazzit, dear?"

     "Can I see the stuff that came out of your thing yesterday?" she
asked, "When it happened I was facing the other way and didn't get to see
it."

     I opened my eyes and looked at my little sweetheart.  She stood by
the bed looking wistfully at me dressed in her nightie.  When she saw I was
awake she pulled it over her head and stood naked before me.  "Do what
you were doing to me yesterday," she said, placing a hand in her crotch.

     I felt myself getting hard and asked her to climb onto the bed. As
she did I steered her so that she sat on my chest facing away from me, her
ass toward my face.  I pulled back the blanket, pulled off my shorts and told
her to take my cock into her hands.  When her little hands had encircled it I
told her to move the skin up and down slowly.

     "Keep doing that and I'll tell you when to change," I told her.

     I really wanted to put it into her mouth, but that would come later. 
It wouldn't be fair to the others to give Steffi a head start.  As she continued
jacking me off I began rubbing her little twat working my finger just
between the small lips into the moist, warm inside of her little girl pussy.  I
worked the finger back and forth, stroking her childish clit each time and
working my finger a little deeper each time until I felt her hymen.  There I
stopped the penetration.  A penis would get the pleasure of entering beyond
her virginal membrane.

     I told her to speed up a little and as she did I realized that I had to
do something more than finger her to have a good cum.  I told her to keep
jacking me as I pulled her cute little ass toward my face.  When it was right
against my face I spread the cheeks and exposed her puckered little anus.  I
licked it, tasting the little girl flavor as well as a little shit.  I licked it again
and a third time, lubricating it so my tongue could penetrate her tight
sphincter.

     When it was slippery enough I pushed my tongue into the rosebud
and slipped it about an inch into her rectum.  She gasped a little at the first
opening of her sphincter from the outside and then moaned a little as I
extracted it, pushed in again, pulled it out, and continued that process.  Her
little asshole tasted wonderful to me after the initial bitterness disappeared.

     Within minutes of penetrating her rectum I felt my semen boiling
inside me and bubbling up the shaft of my prick.  Stephanie was jacking
quite rapidly now and my cum fairly shot out striking first her face, her hair,
her face again, her neck and chest, and finally her stomach.  The last shot
or two just seeped out, ran down the shaft and onto Steffi's hands.

     "Wow, daddy," she whispered excitedly, "that's neat.  If I keep
doing this will it happen again?"

     I breathlessly explained to her that I would not be able to cum again
for quite a while and she seemed a bit disappointed (Oh!  To be nineteen
again).  With a finger I scraped some semen from her face and brought the
finger to my mouth.  She followed suit saying that if Sadie could do it then
so could she.  As she licked off her finger she made a face, but then she
tried it again and smiled.  Go figure.

     I wiped her face and hair off with my shorts and sent her padding
off to bed, to her own lustful dreams I supposed, while I went to sleep with
mine.

     I dreamt that I was flying through a heavy cloud layer, unable to see
where I was going or where I had been.  My arms were outstretched wings
and my cock was the rudder stick.  Suddenly, many hands were grasping
the stick pulling it this way and that. My flight path became erratic, going
up, down, to either side, all without seeming purpose.  Then, without
warning I ejaculated, shooting a continuous stream of fluid into the air. 
When the stream ended, fuel spent, my body doubled up and went into a
crash dive.  I fell and fell, down and down I went unendingly until, "WAKE
UP, DADDY!"

     I was tired the whole day.  I watched a little football on tv, the kids
did their thing, none of them mentioning the lessons, and about an hour
after dinner I went to bed and fell instantly asleep. It seemed obvious that
there were still some unsettled issues I would eventually have to sort out.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch.4 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

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       My Kids -- Chapter Four / The Visitor

     Saturday morning I awoke with a hard-on, anticipatation I guess.  I
was actually looking forward to showing my kids how to have sex.  How
things change.  A month ago the slightest mention of child/adult sex would
have gotten an angry reaction from me and now, shit, 'who knows what evil
lurks in the hearts of men?'  The Shadow sure as hell didn't.  And watching
these kids and how they behaved around each other now that they were all
sharing something something very personal and special I'm not even sure it's
all that evil.  Just after lunch we all gathered in the family room for lesson
two.

     "Where's Stephanie?" I asked, noticing her absence.

     Susie answered me.  "She had a friend over this morning and she
was going to send her home and come right in."

     As if on cue, Stephanie appeared in the doorway, only she wasn't
alone. Behind her was another little girl.  She was from down the street and
her name was Jenny, we were told, and she was seven years old.

     "She wants to have a lesson too, daddy," said Steffi, "can she stay?"

     'That's all I need,' I thought, 'some neighbor kid running home to tell
mommy that I'm showing all the neighborhood kids about fucking and
sucking.' "Only if she promises to never tell a living soul what we talk about
and do.  None of you must ever tell anyone,"  I said.

     Everyone promised, crossed their heart, and our sex education
began in earnest.  As before, we all stripped naked, even the newcomer.

     "Last time," I began, "we talked about masturbation or, as you kids
like to call it, 'jacking off'.  Jenny's eyes opened wide at hearing an adult
using language like this and I saw her look at the other kids for support.
"Steven and I jacked off our cocks and you girls fingered your pussies.
From what I could see, all of us came, although I was the only one who
could shoot cum."

     Jenny looked around again and Steffi's confident smile reassured
her. She obviously knew the language, perhaps from her own
experimentation with Stef, but seemed a bit uncomfortable with an adult
and so many other kids present.

     "Today we are going to take 'jacking off' one step further," I
continued, "we will masturbate as before only this time we'll use mouths
instead of hands."

     The twins, unabashed as always, giggled and looked conspiratorily
at each other.  It was obvious that they had tasted each other's juices before.
I decided to use them for the demonstration.

     "Sam, Sandy, come here please."  They obediently got up and came
to the table.  "Please get onto the table and you can demonstrate what we
call 'cunnilingus' or as it is more commonly known, 'eating pussy.'"

     Ten seconds later they were sitting Indian style atop the table facing
each other as I continued explaining what we were about to witness.  "Sam
and Sandy will demonstrate '69', the position in which 'oral sex', as it called,
is best performed by mutual partners.  This position places the head of each
person at the crotch of the other person."

     I was hard just talking about it and, looked at Jenny, I saw that her
hand was in her crotch.  As always, Sadie was rubbing her little twat, what
a horny child.  Susie and Steven were glancing at each other and
undoubtedly contemplating tasting each other's genitalia.  I decided that
Jenny would be mine for this lesson and that Sadie and Stef would
accomodate each other.

     "Sam," I went on, "please lie on your back with your knees bent and
your legs wide open so Sandy can lie on top of you."  She got into position
and I showed Sandy how to kneel over her so her weight would not be on
her partner, but so each would be able to orally stimulate the other's crotch
area.  When both girls were in a comfortable 69 I instructed them to use
their hands to stimulate parts of their parther's crotch while their tongues did
its work on the sensitive parts of the vagina and anus. Soon both girls were
eating each other furiously and moaning and slurping loudly.  After the
others had gotten a good look at the technique I told the twins to get down
to a safer place, (I didn't want them to roll off the table in their unhibited
lust), and continue on their own.

     "Steven and Susie, you two get into the same 69 position with
Steven on the bottom because he's bigger; Stephanie, you and Sadie will
make a good match for this activity, and I'll work with little Jenny.  (Oh,
boy, was I looking forward to this...shit, already a little strange looked good
to me...oh, well).

     I watched Steven's erect cock disappear into Susie's sucking mouth. 
They were not new to this, she knew what she was doing and so did he. 
His finger was rubbing her pink little anus while he ran his tongue up and
down her perineum.  (Where in hell had he learned about that sensitive
spot)?  Sadie straddled the supine Stephanie and began licking all around
her vagina as Steffi was doing the same to her.  I saw shiny, slick spots
begin to appear around Stef's mouth, and they weren't all her own saliva.
The twins were already rolling around in their own incestual ecstacy, their
tongues embedded inside each other's vaginas.  Their lustful moaning was
the loudest sound in the room.

     I motioned to Jenny to come to me.  When she stood before me as I
sat naked on the floor, my cock pointing straight up at her, I asked her if
she was ready to participate.  I wanted to give her one last chance to back
out.  She nodded vigorously and I reached under her dress and slipped her
panties down to her ankles so she could step out of them. As she lifted her
leg to do that I got my first close-up look at her pussy.  It was hairless, of
course, but looked to be quite large for such a small girl.  I unzipped her
dress and she stepped out of that as well and I saw that her cunt was,
indeed, large.  Not longer, but wider.

     I asked her if she had ever been touched before.  She looked down
and said nothing.  "C'mon, Jenny, you can tell me, I won't say anything.
Whisper it to me."

     She leaned over and, placing her lips against my ear, said, "my
daddy puts his thing into me there for a long time now."

     So her old man had been fucking the little girl, maybe since she had
been a baby.  I had her kneel and pulled her against me and hugged her
tightly.  I whispered a few things in her ear like, "sweet girl, nice girl,
beautiful child."  A few minutes of that and she seemed to relax. I told her
that I would not fuck her unless she asked me to, now or ever, but that I did
want to go through today's lesson with her if she said it was alright.  She
simply nodded and smiled slightly.

     She said later that her daddy had only fucked her and had never put
his tongue 'in there' or his 'thing' into her mouth.  He had been doing it for
several years, but only about once or twice a month, but she could not
remember the first time.  I asked if she would like me to lick her in her
secret places.  Again, she nodded.  I laid down on my back and had her sit
on my face so she could watch me.  Pulling her stretched pussy to my
mouth I licked the insides of her thighs, working my way slowly and
steadily toward her puffy baby labia.  I wet a finger in my mouth and
rubbed her tiny nipples with it, making them hard.  As my tongue lapped at
her reddening pussy lips she closed her eyes and began to sway to and fro. 
My tongue felt a slight protrusion at the very front of her twat.  It was her
little clit poking its head ever so slightly out of its sheath and when I scraped
my tongue across it Jenny moaned louder.

     I stopped my licking and asked her if she wouldn't like to do the
same to me.  I had no intention to force her to suck my cock, but suddenly I
had a tremendous urge to fill this little child's mouth with my semen. She
was so pretty, so petite, so young, so worldly and yet so innocent. Jenny
didn't answer, but simply turned herself around and lay on top of me,
stomach to stomach.  As I returned my mouth to her crotch I felt her lips
slip over the head of my cock.

     As Jenny and I were pleasing each other I heard moaning and
slurping sounds from all around us.  Steven and Susie were noisily sucking
each other wildly and Steffi's tongue was deep inside her little sister's
rectum.  The twins had finished their loving and lay peacefully side by side,
still fondling each other and occasionally kissing one another on the mouth,
their tongues, no doubt, extending the kiss further.

     Jenny's pussy may have been large, but her mouth was tight and
from time to time I felt the head of my cock slip into her throat.  Within a
few seconds of her deep-throating my cum surged through my prick and
began filling the child's mouth.  She kept me inside the entire time although
semen ran from the corners of her mouth.  When I had finished she took
her mouth from my prick and turned around to face me.  She lowered her
little face to mine and kissed me.  I felt her tongue press against my lips and
opened my mouth to receive it.  She pressed her tongue into my excited
mouth and along with it came all the cum she had kept inside her mouth.  I
tasted quite good, actually.  After swallowing, I gave her a mock dirty look,
but then grinned at her, letting her see the cum remaining on my tongue. 
She stuck her own tongue out and licked some cum from mine and
swallowed it.  What a gamer!

     We just laid there and looked at each other for what seemed the
longest time, smiling, our hands caressing each other.  She laid her head
down on my chest and whimpered a bit and I stroked her soft hair knowing
that she was mine.  Next time she would ask me to fuck her and I would do
it.

     I looked around the room at the naked kids, most of their faces
glistening with sex juices and saliva.  They looked contented and happy and
tired.  So was I.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch.5 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

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     My Kids -- Chapter Five / The Group Forms

     In a short time we had become a fully sexually open family.  Any
member felt free to engage in any sex act with any other member if, and
only if, both voluntarily agreed, and, since Stef had been permitted to invite
a friend to participate, we decided that each of us could invite one friend if
we could be certain that they could be trusted.  They would sworn to
absolute secrecy.

     Accordingly, Steven brought his best friend, Tom, who turned out
to be hot on Samantha, but who wound up sucking more cock than pussy. 
Sam and Sandy usually did things together so when Tom wanted to fuck
Sam, she told him that she preferred her sister.  He was rather downstruck
by this revelation, but still horny, so he resorted to sucking the cock of his
best friend.  The fourth time Tom blew Steven, Steven had his first cum
and Tom loved it.  After that he would blow Steven if his cock was
available or mine if it wasn't.  He became quite a good cocksucker,
especially for a 12-year-old, but not as good as Juanita. He did finally get
together with Samantha, but had to accept Sandy into the bargain.  But I'm
getting ahead of myself.

     Juanita was Susie's best friend.  She was a cute little Mexican girl
whose tits were developed beyond her almost 11 years.  I loved sucking
those little titties, but loved her blowjobs more.  Once she got over her
initial reluctance and shyness Juanita opened all of her holes to fingers,
tongues and cocks.  I tried fucking her only once, but backed off when I
realized how small her vagina was.  She was a small girl and I thought I
might injure her so I left her pussy to Steven, who loved it, and used her
mouth instead.  She loved to drink cum and gave me the best head I have
ever had.  She used her tongue on the underside of my dick to push the
head against the roof of her mouth and would always end by
deep-throating.  The first time she took my cock into her throat I lost my
cum immediately and kind of pissed her off because she wanted to taste it. 
The next time I warned her so she could release it from her throat and leave
just the head inside her mouth while I shot my load against the back of her
mouth.

     The twins brought friends from Brownies, two sisters, Linda, six,
and Lori, seven.  They were gigglers like the twins and the four of them
together looked like the monkey cage at feeding time.  Four naked little girls
feeling and sucking each other and laughing and giggling and panting like
crazy.  After one particularly hot session I cleaned each of the four dripping
pussies and received my fill of girl cum for a whole week. Of course, that
the seven-year-old started to piss as I was licking her crotch helped fill me
too.  At first I was a bit put off as her urine hit me in the face, but after
licking my lips and tasting it I covered her little twat with my mouth and
drank it all.  If she had wanted to shit I would probably have eaten that too.

     Little Sadie was the only one who didn't invite anyone so I often
ended up by playing with her.  Sadie eventually became the general utility
girl. If any of the others wanted something little Sadie would see to it. Need
your pussy licked?  Little Sadie will take care of it.  Cock need sucking? 
Call Sadie.  Asshole tongue-fucked?  Sadie's your girl. Anything and
everything any of us wanted (except penetration of her pussy) little Sadie
provided.  She was great.

     With all these outsiders joining our sessions we had to be more than
careful.  I kept copious notes on who the outsiders were, their parents, the
occupations of their parents, plus any personal tidbits I could glean from
normal conversation.  Sometimes I would prod Jenny, and the other visitors
as well, for personal information.  I found out that Jenny's mother was an
alcoholic who was often sleeping (passed out, I guessed) and her father was
frequently away on 'business' trips.  As it turned out, Jenny often
overnighted at our house so she wouldn't have to be alone with her drunken
mother.  When her father returned from one of his trips the first thing he
wanted to do was fuck his little Jenny.

     The others had equally unpleasant stories.  Juanita's mother had
gone back to Mexico because her husband beat her.  The man had
threatened to kill her if she took Nita with her so, frightened, she went
without her. The father was an occasional day laborer, drug dealer, drug
user and alcoholic.  Nita said their house was usually full of unsavory
characters of all kinds, dealers, pimps, whores, and they all teased her
mercilessly.

     A plan began germinating somewhere in my mind.  I didn't know
for sure what it was, but we were all beginning to feel very close to each
other, why couldn't we become a real, possibly a little strange, but a real
family?  There were occasions when all didn't go well, of course.  One of
the little girls, Linda, I think, accidentally bit Steven's cock and caused it to
bleed and he instinctively hauled off and hit her hard. She cried and
screamed that he was a creep and that she was going to tell her mom on
everybody.  The rest of us eventually calmed her down (a dish of ice cream
helped), Steven apologized and showed her the tooth mark on his dick.  She
started crying again, this time out of shame, and Steven hugged her and
kissed the top of her head.  Within minutes they were laughing and holding
hands.  She slipped her mouth over his cock again, carefully avoiding her
teeth this time.  She gazed up at him with wide open, smiling eyes as she
felt his cock throb in her mouth as it tried in vain to ejaculate.  Other,
similar, incidents ended the same way.  These were very mature, sweet kids. 
We all wanted to be together.

     We developed a variety of games to play, making our interactions
more interesting.  Often, instead of pairing off, we would divide into
threesomes or foursomes.  Once Steven and Tom had four girls apiece,
with only Sadie and I watching, at least part of the time.  I will describe that
session more fully later.

     By the end of the ninth lesson the group was ready for the final rung
of the ladder.  Masturbation had taken two lessons, oral sex seven, the next
step, intercourse, anal and vaginal, would take us the rest of the way.  The
first lesson consisted of primarily talk, some magazines with pictures and a
movie I had rented.  It was this session that made more clear the idea that
was growing in my mind and made me more convinced that we could pull it
off.

     After the talking, the reading and the magazine pictures, the movie
made a nice relaxing respite.  We made popcorn, had some Pepsi's and
watched some other people engaging in sex for a change.  The first time the
guy came in the female lead's mouth little Sadie climbed onto my lap and
with her hands pressed my cock against her cunt and began rubbing it from
side to side.  I felt the dampness from her pussy sliding on my prick and
came all over her chest and belly.  Watching the movie, she absentmindedly
scraped my cum off with her hand and put it into her mouth along with the
popcorn.  I looked around at the other kids.  None of them had even seen
what had happened, they were so engrossed in watching the movie and their
own little sex games.  I hugged Sadie to my chest and kissed the back of her
head and watched the rest of what had now become a very boring movie.

     When the movie ended we were all treated to a pleasant surprise. 
Steven came for the very first time.  Juanita (I told you she was good) was
sucking his cock while I was licking her pussy.  She had him deep inside her
throat when she suddenly gasped and jerked his cock up with her hand,
holding it just inside her mouth as she continued to suck.  Steven arched his
back and hollered out loud as he shot a load of boy semen into Nita's
sucking mouth.  He humped and humped her mouth and she sucked and
sucked his cock and every last drop of his first cum went into Juanita's
stomach. When he was completely done and had collapsed she let his
softening prick slip from her lips and, with a big smile on her face, looked at
the rest of us and said, "I did it!"  We all applauded.  Then she gave a shiver
and came into my mouth.

     After Steven had his first cum things became a lot more fun for all
of us.  Once, everyone took turns sucking him off one night (30 seconds
each, time kept by Steven) and whoever could get him to cum got to choose
what they wanted to do with whom.  Susie won and tasted her first boy-
cum.  It was an exhilerating experience watching her eyes light up as she felt
her brother's spurts of semen strike the back of her throat. After she had
swallowed the last of Steven's sperm, she lifted her head from his prick and
looked at me, smiling, a small streak of cum running off her chin.  The sight
gave me a hard-on.

     That was all Susie needed.  Crawling from Steven over to me she
wrapped a hand around around my erect shaft and, massaging my balls with
her other hand, looked straight into my eyes and whispered, "I want to fuck
my daddy."

     "Huh", "wha'd she say?", "can't hear ya.", "speak up.", "Louder."

     "I - want - you - to - fuck - me, daddy," she said in a firm voice.

     I smiled at my beautiful ten-year-old daughter kneeling before me
and nodded my head, bringing a cheer from the surrounding multitude,
even from the spent Steven.

     I stood up and looked at the ten observers.  Holding my cock in my
hand, I told them that every time someone was doing this for the first time
we would all take part, symbolically.  I had each of them, Steven and Tom
included, kiss the tip of my cock.  "This," I said, "means that all of us are
bringing this virgin into full bloom."  Looking back on it now makes it seem
like a bunch of bullshit, and maybe it was, but at the time it seemed
important and appropriate.  Juanita couldn't resist the temptation to pull my
prick into her mouth, "for luck," she said.

     I laid down on my back, my cock glistening with precum and the
saliva of ten kids and bobbing over my stomach.  I told Susie to put one leg
on either side of my hips and squat, slowly lowering herself until she could
feel my cock against her pussy.  I held her hands as she straddled me and
began squatting onto my cock.  As her crotch neared my body, Jenny lifted
my cock upward and pointed it toward Susie's hole.  Susie kept descending
until her cuntlips touched the head of my prick.  She smiled at me, I nodded
and she pushed down a bit further driving the head between her lips and up
inside her pussy.  She opened her mouth as if to speak, but said nothing and
continued to push slowly downward, her tight vagina opening as my cock
penetrated deeper.  The penetration stopped when my prick struck and
slightly stretched her hymen.  Her eyes bugged a bit and she leaned forward
to see what was happening, but could only see that about two inches of my
cock was inside of her.  I told her to stop if she was afraid, but she shook
her head, "no, we've got to finish, we're doing this for all of us."

     She pulled up slightly and then pushed downward hard and gasped
loudly as her hymen popped and my cock slipped another two inches
deeper inside my little girl.  I asked her if she wanted to stop because she
looked somewhat pained and was grimacing slightly.  "No way, daddy, not
now," she said.  She pushed down a little more, another half inch, more,
another half inch, and so on until fully five inches of my cock was gripped
tightly by Susie's vagina.  I could feel her cunt muscles, muscles that only a
few weeks ago were dormant and unused, massaging my throbbing prick.

     I pushed her up slightly and let her drop back onto my shaft, driving
it a little deeper.  Then again.  At last, I felt the child's cervix stop my
penetration of her pussy.  I looked at our union and could see only about an
inch of my cock remaining out of her little twat, the lips stretched tightly
around the invading member.  Her eyes were closed and her mouth was
open as I pulled her body toward me and kissed her.  Our tongues
embraced as I pulled her down onto the last inch of cock still untouched by
her cuntlips.  She let out a gasp into my mouth as my cockhead opened the
entrance to her womb and began to spurt cum into that virgin cavity.  She
swayed from side to side, heaving her head and long blond hair around, and
moaned loudly as the observers were cheering and applauding.  As my cum
flowed into my little girl I felt her own cum lubricating the shaft of my
penis.  I fell backward onto the floor as she collapsed onto my heaving chest
as we both lay there, breathing heavily, our mixed juices beginning to seep
out of the tight juncture in her crotch.

     "Wow, dad!" said Stephen, "Can I do that with Juanita?"

     I looked at my young son, his cock erect once again from Juanita's
handiwork, and grinned at him.  "If it's ok with her, you can do anything
she'll let you do...just remember, if she says stop, you stop."

     As Stephen and Juanita moved to one corner of the room to
discover for themselves the joys of their sexuality, Sadie and Stephanie sat
down on either side of Susie and me.  "I want to be next," they both
announced in unison.

     I smiled at my two youngest girls.  "All in good time, girls," I said,
patting their pretty faces, "all in good time."

     They watched as I caressed Susie's buttocks, grasped her hips and
lifted her up, letting my softening prick slip from her cum-filled pussy.  Her
face was flushed and her little nipples stood straight out from her little girl
chest.  I pulled her crotch to my mouth and licked her pussy, sucking our
combined juices from it.  Stephanie slipped her little mouth over my now
soft cock and licked those same juices from it.  I put my arm around little
Sadie and pulled her face to mine, letting her taste the juices of love from
her sister and her daddy.

     As I lay there licking the pussy of my oldest girl, transferring the
juices to the mouth of my youngest, all the while feeling the mouth of my
second youngest on my prick, I wondered how long this bliss could
continue.  Would there come a time when their love would turn to hate?
Would we someday discover that the activities that we believed had united
us had actually driven a wedge between us?  Lying here now, naked, happy
children all around, the sounds of physical love coming from my son and
Juanita, I found it hard to believe that we were not doing the right thing. 
The most disturbing thought was that, as these kids grew, would the
comfortable relationships we all enjoyed now become strained?  Would
they begin to resent me or each other?  How long could this continue? 
Would my desire grow with them?  Would I desire beautiful little Stephanie
when she was twenty-five or would that desire be transferred to her
children, if she had any?  Would I have to replace these kids with others? 
Things change, would we be able to adjust?  It was a disconcerting series of
questions.

     Subject: My Kids -- Ch.6 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

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       My Kids -- Chapter Six / The Business

     The idea that had briefly introduced itself to my mind a few weeks
earlier was slowly developing into a full-scale plan now.  As I lay in bed the
night before our next session, I decided to bring it up with all the kids.  We
would vote on it and anyone who did not want to take part would not have
to.  We were a voluntary, democratic group.

     Saturday morning came and I watched the bustling breakfast scene
as preparations were made for the day's lesson.  This was our tenth week
and all the girls had had intercourse except Sadie, the twins and their
friends, Linda and Lori.  These younger girls were treated to digital and oral
stimulation and provided the same for the rest of us.  Tom and Steven had
fucked each of the girls at least once (except those noted above) and Juanita
and Susie twice.

     It was, in fact, while watching a quadruple coupling between the
younger girls, Linda, Lori, Samantha and Sandra that the plan crystalized in
my mind.  Lori, the oldest of the quartet, had told the other three girls to lie
next to each other on their backs, join hands, and spread their slender legs
as far apart as they would go.  Smart kid, this opened their little twats up so
you could see quite a way inside.  Then Lori, moving quickly from one
pussy to the next inserted her tongue into each open cunt until all three were
glowing red from the stimulation and glistening from Lori's saliva.  She had
all three of them moaning in unison as she slipped her tongue into each twat
and backed out as it came into contact with a little hymen.  One stroke,
move to the next pussy, one stroke, next, and so on, all the while jamming a
finger in and out of her own juicy little seven-year-old cunt.  It was a
stirring display of energy, one that I became determined to capture on film.

     A week earlier I had finally fucked little Jenny and she turned out to
be tighter than she appeared, but I fear that her father had injured her
insides.  She seemed much deeper than a girl her age should be and there
seemed to be no bottom to her pussy although her vaginal contractions were
as stimulating of any of the girls.  I doubted that she would ever be able to
bear children, though.  Her father had already seen to that.

     I was sitting on a chair with Jenny on my lap, my cock buried to the
hilt inside her pussy as I watched these four little girls pushing their little
tongues into each others' childish little cunts.  The tactile stimulation of
Jenny's talented cunt muscles and the visual stimulation of the
tongue-fucking taking place on the floor gave the biggest orgasm I had had
in weeks.  My cum blasted into Jenny's cunt, almost forcing her upward
from my lap.  We both watched as it slowly seeped out of her pussy around
my tightly grasped cock.  It was incredibly exciting for both of us and I
decided that the time had come to present the idea to everyone.

     That Saturday Jenny, Juanita and Tom had slept over and the
brownies showed up at about ten-thirty so by the time breakfast ended we
were all present and could begin our meeting.  I had warned everyone the
week before that there would be an important discussion prior to our lesson
so everyone was prepared and a bit curious.  We all filed into the family
room, got comfortable and I began the discussion.

     "Kids," I was a bit nervous because I was uncertain what their
reaction might be and I wanted this to succeed.  I continued, "I have an idea
that might make us a lot of money, so much money that we would never
have to work again and we could do anything we wanted, go anywhere we
wanted, and basically become totally independent."  I looked at them. The
older kids looked interested and curious, but the younger ones seemed not
quite to understand where I was going.  "What I have in mind involves a
video camera."

     Susie and Tom looked at each other, as did Steven and Juanita. 
Jenny and Stephanie seemed to understand what I was suggesting as well.

     "It seems that everyone these days," I went on, "has an exercise or a
weight loss video on the market.  Well, we can do that too.  We can make
videos, but we can make our videos more interesting and more exciting. 
We can make an exercise video too, but we can do our exercises naked. 
We can make training videos for teaching people sex techniques, we can
even make cooking videos or weight loss videos, all of them naked. And we
can sell those videos for a lot of money."

     Now they all understood.  Sadie may not have had a true
understanding of the value of money, but she understood doing exercises
with no clothes on. The older kids were nodding in agreement and even the
six and seven year olds were smiling in anticipation of seeing themselves in
the movies. There was little doubt that we would soon be in the video
business. The only question remaining was to find a safe way to market the
product. After all, it was utterly illegal and in the minds of some, immoral.

     I finished the presentation.  "I have already purchased all the
necessary equipment and will find the necessary contacts for distributing the
finished product.  Lots of people will pay handsomely for videos of all you
beautiful kids doing what we have been doing for the past ten weeks. All
that is needed is your 'ok' to go ahead with it.  What do you say?"

     I held my breath as they looked briefly around at each other. 
Finally, Susie, bless her heart, said, "let's get rich," to which all the others
burst into a loud cheer.  It was settled, we were going into the kiddie porn
business, hopefully in a big way, financially speaking.

     Susie walked over to me and threw her arms around my neck. 
"Daddy," she said coyly, "can me and you do the first movie together?"

     I smiled at her and said, "Honey, you and I can do as many movies
together as your little heart desires.  The only thing we need is to get
someone trained to run the camera."

     Steven, Tom and Susie helped me set up the lights and wire them to
the small control panel.  There were four floods and four spots, each wired
to a separate switch so each could be on or off regardless of the state of the
others.  I had purchased a four channel mixer and two microphones so that
we could use 'live' sound although I suspected that we might eventually
want to do sound editing.  We set the mikes into the booms I had bought
and put them into place, finally plugging them into the mixer for stereo
sound.  We tested each of the lights and when it all seemed to be
operational we installed one camera on the tripod and the other would be
used by hand (for closeups).  It took the better part of two hours so we
decided to have lunch before beginning our foray into the video industry.

     After lunch I instructed Tom, Steven, Susie, Stephanie and Jenny in
the operation of the cameras, sound equipment and lights.  I showed them
how to pan slowly, how to fade, how to cut, how to zoom in or out and,
more importantly, when to do these things.  This took up pretty much the
rest of the day and by dinner time we were all pretty tired.  The little kids
had been playing either in the house or in the back while all the lessons had
been going on and I had been formulating something of a script in my mind
that would involve everyone, something of an introduction to our sexy
family.  Just before dinner we all got together once more and agreed that
the next afternoon we would make our first video.  I had gotten another
idea as well, one even more dangerous that the first.

     Sunday morning, the usual semi-nude breakfast show took place. 
Eggs, bacon, toast, coffee (for me), pancakes and bare or pantied ass.  Very
nice, try it some time.  Having a naked little girl pouring your coffee or
slipping a plate of eggs in front of you is delightful.  As you sip the coffee
and take a bite of toast, watching that tight little ass wiggle away is pure
delight.

     All the guests except Jenny had gone to their respective homes and
were going to return later in the day.  Steven had taken to wearing pants all
the time because he seemed to have a perpetual hard-on, what with all these
naked little girls around.  Susie usually wore panties in the kitchen and the
rest of the kids were either completely naked or wore only their nighties. 
After breakfast they usually dressed and went about the business of being
kids or did whatever chores needed to be done.  We seemed to have a great
deal of rapport and no one seemed to gripe too much about having too
much to do or about someone else not doing their fair share.  We got along
amazingly well.  Oh, there were arguments and occasional spats, but they
were kept to a minimum and were usually settled quickly and amicably.

     Around one o'clock the other kids began to straggle in.  By
one-thirty everyone was there except Juanita.  She was always punctual and
her not being here by this time was worrying me.  When two o'clock rolled
around and still no Juanita I decided to check on her.  "Susie, come with
me. I'm going to see what happened to Nita."

     I slowed the car as we neared Nita's house.  It was run-down, but
then so were all the houses in the neighborhood, and it looked deserted. As
I drove by it Susie scanned it for any sign of life.  None.  I turned at the
next street and found the alley which ran behind the row of houses on the
street.

     "There she is," cried Susie, "what's the matter with her?"

     Juanita was crouched behind a wooden fence in back of her house,
one hand clutching her stomach, the other dangling at her side.  I stopped
the car, we both got out and ran to Nita.  She rose when she saw us and
said, "No, go away, go away."  She was crying.  When I got to the fence I
saw why.  A man was standing a few feet away from her, partially hidden
by the wooden garage next to the fence.  He had a baseball bat in his hands
and was holding it over his head.  I saw the movement out of the corner of
my eye the same instant I spotted the man and managed to rush him before
the bat had gotten into full swing.  He dropped the bat and grabbed at my
throat with both hands.  Interlocking my fingers I brought both hands up
into the underside of his jaw.  His jaw snapped shut, chipping some teeth
and, I hoped, biting the tip of his tongue off. As he straightened up,
bringing a hand to his mouth, I slammed both fists hard into his groin and
heard the sickening crunch of his balls being crushed into his body.  He
groaned loudly and doubled over toward me.  I grabbed the back of his
head and drove my knee squarely into his face.  He crumpled to the ground,
out cold and bleeding.  He would need dental work, facial reconstruction
and maybe a urologist.

     Susie and Juanita were waiting in the car as I limped toward it.  I
was out of breath and my neck was bruised from where he had grabbed it,
but was otherwise alright.  I got into the car and we sped off for home.

     Juanita was still sobbing as we drove away.  She had a little blood in
the corners of her mouth and her left arm was broken.  The bastard, I
found out he was her step-father, had hit her in the stomach with the
baseball bat.  She had tried to defend herself against the blow with her arm
and it had caught most of the force.  I took her to the emergency clinic right
away.  After arguing with me that they needed a parent to sign, I convinced
them that I was her legal guardian and would pay cash.  That opened the
door, but they would have to file a report because she was a child.  They
checked her out, ran a couple of tests, and fixed the arm.  Fortunately, it
was a simple fracture of the ulna.  They put a cast on the arm, gave her
some pills for pain, told her to watch for blood in the urine and feces, there
might be something internal, they said.  'Call back in three days for the test
results' they said as we left.

     On the way home Susie asked me if Nita could move in with us,
explaining that she and Juanita had already discussed it and had decided
that since they were best friends they would like living together.  She said
that Juanita could help her keep the house clean, help her cook and take
care of the other kids and me, (I liked that part), and that Nita had already
said that she wanted to.  I looked at Juanita in the backseat.  She was worn
out from the beating she had taken and drowsy from the drugs she had been
given, but she smiled and nodded affirmatively in response to my
questioning look.

     I considered the possibilities.  Kidnapping.  Even if the kid agrees to
go and does so willingly, the law still says it's kidnapping.  What about her
parents?  Her father beat her regularly, damn near killed her this time,
probably raped her occasionally, her mother was in Mexico somewhere, she
had not heard from her in over three years.  The only question was if the
father would try to get her back.  I decided to let her move in if she wanted
to, I could handle the father.  When I said 'ok' Juanita smiled broadly and
giddily and Susie threw her arms around my neck and kissed me on the
cheek.  Then leaning her head on my shoulder, she said, "Me and Nita have
already decided that we want to do a movie with just us and you.  We'll call
it 'Double Duty Daddy'."  Both girls giggled mightily and I damn near drove
off the road.

     "Good name," I said.  The more I thought about it, the better it
sounded.

     It was eight in the evening before everyone settled down in the
family room.  Questions were flying everywhere and Susie and I were doing
our best to answer them.  We had put Nita to bed, the poor kid was so
giddy that she was singing Cielito Lindo as I half carried her up the stairs.

     "Ay, ay, ay, ay....shh!" she kept saying when she got too loud. 
Actually, she had a pretty good voice.  Maybe that could be a selling point. 
You know; sing a verse...suck a cock...sing a chorus...eat a pussy...sing
another verse...fuck a little...sing the final verse and chorus to a rousing
ejaculation.  Hell of a show, boy, we'll go on tour.

     It had become clear, however, that we couldn't stay where we were.
Nita's father would want his daughter back and the authorities would assist
him, no doubt.  She told us of his friends, a tough bunch of hard-drinking
men who, in their younger days had worked the fields of California and
built strong muscle as a result of the hard work.  They were proud and
would not stand still for one of their own being so soundly defeated by a
gringo.  Now, they no longer worked the fields, no longer worked at all, the
government saw to that by subsidizing them, so they had lots of time to
drink and think up mischief.

     By the time I went to bed I already had the place picked out.  It was
only a matter of preparing the kids and then getting us all and the things we
wanted to take with us to our destination, our new home.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch.7 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

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      My Kids -- Chapter Seven / The Farewell

     Anyway, we were all in the family room when I broke the news. 
"Kids, we're going to have to leave here, not just this house, this town." A
loud, spontaneous cheer erupted.  They all wanted to get out of here
anyway.  Only Tom looked dejected.  He was near tears as he looked at the
girl he was obviously head over heels for, Samantha, and softly said, "I can't
go, I have to stay here and take care of my mom."

     His mother was paraplegic and had a great deal of trouble doing
very simple things like getting dressed.  Tom had to help her with most such
things and, hand it to the kid, he knew where his responsibility lay.  I was
damn proud of him.  I made sure that he would get a big sendoff and we
planned a party for him for the following Saturday.

     The following Saturday we all gathered in the family room for the
farewell party.  We were saying goodbye for the first time to someone
leaving our sexy family and all of us were a little sad.  Susie had baked a big
chocolate cake and had written 'WE LOVE YOU TOM, WE'LL MISS
YOU' on it and carried it in with 12 lighted candles, one for each of us. We
sang 'Happy Birthday' because we didn't know what else to sing.  The twins
dished out ice cream while I cut the cake and gave everyone a piece. We
We ate in relative silence.  I told Tom that I would contact him with
instructions on how to contact us if he ever wanted, needed, to.

     Steven pointed out that Tom hadn't appeared in even one video.  He
asked me if we couldn't do one now.  I looked at Tom, he appeared
non-committal. "How would you like to leave us with a video of you before
you go, Tom? We'd sure like to have something to remember you by."

     Tom just said, "I guess so."  Not very enthusiastic and I knew why. I
glanced at Samantha.  She and Sandra were sitting cross-legged on the floor
holding each other's hands.  Tom was heartbroken that the first true love of
his life appeared to be more interested in her twin sister than in him.

     "I'm going to set up the equipment in the other room," I announced,
"Sam, Sandy, would you girls give me a hand?   Everyone else seems too
busy."

     The twins got up and followed me out of the room.  After we got
into the equipment room I told them to sit on the bed (put there for the
movies we intended to make).

     "Girls," I began, "Tom is very sad that he can't go with us."

     "I know," said Sam, "I'm really going to miss him too, I like him a
lot, but I don't think he likes me."

     "You do?"  This was news to me.

     "Me and Sandy both do, huh, Sandy?"

     Sandra nodded enthusiastic agreement.  The case was going to be a
lot easier to make than I had thought.  I had expected resistance to my
proposal, but now knew that both of them would do whatever was asked of
them.  Never jump to conclusions.

     "You didn't know that Tom likes you both a great deal?"  I'd soften
them up a bit first, although they probably didn't need it.  They looked at
me a little incredulously as I went on, "I think it would be real nice if you
both did something for him as a kind of going- away present."

     They knew what I was driving at.  Samantha's eyes sparkled as she
began to imagine where I was leading.  Sandra squirmed a little on the bed.

     "We've had ten sex-lessons so far, right?"  They nodded.  "How
about you guys and Tom act out all ten for our first video?"

     They jumped up excitedly, grabbed each other and jumped up and
down shouting "Yay-yay, yay-yay-yay, we're gonna do a movie today."

     "Shh!  You'll wake the dead.  Let's set up here and go back to the
party and I'll tell everybody what the plan is, ok?"

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     The others were laughing, talking and playing when we got back to
the family room.  Tom was talking to Steven about something and the
twins, bless 'em, walked right over to him, took an arm each and stood next
to him, looking up at him and smiling suggestively.  They wiggled their little
hips against his and Sam put her hand into the crack of his ass and let it
slide between his legs.  Tom, surprised, looked at Sam and asked her,
"S-s-sam, w-what are you d-doing?"  He was a bit nervous.

     "Ya wanna do a movie with us?" she asked him coyly.

     He got sort of a sappy, sheepish grin on his face, looked at Sam,
then at Sandy, then at Steven, then at me.  I nodded.

     "S-sure," he said, smiling broadly, "I'd like that a lot."

     I announced what our plan was and all of us filed into the 'studio'
and took our respective places, some operating lights, some microphones,
some props, myself and Steven of cameras.  After checking that everything
was hooked up correctly, testing lights and mikes, we were ready to begin.
The scene would begin in a park (we used a large piece of astro-turf and a
tree trunk made of paper mache) where the girls were playing with dolls. 
Tom came into the picture and began talking to them about sex.

     "Do those dolls ever do it?" he asked the girls.

     The girls in unison asked, "Do what?"

     Tom lay down on the turf trying to see up the little girls' skirts. The
girls raised their knees (for the camera) and vainly tried to cover their white
underpants (clearly visible to the camera and Tom).  Tom continued, "You
know, do it, the sex stuff."

     The girls still played innocent, but Sandy pulled at her crotch.

     Finally, Tom said, "Why don't you let me show you?  It's easy, all
you have to do is take off your clothes."

     The girls pretended shock at this, but Tom calmed their fears by
saying "Oh, I'll take mine off too, we'll look at each other."

     The girls giggled and nodded.  Tom stood up and took off his shirt
and pants and then told Samantha to pull down his underpants.  His erect
cock almost hit her in the chest as it flopped out of his short when she
dropped them to his knees.  He took it in his hand and said, "This is what a
guy uses to do it with.  Now let me pull down your panties and I'll show
you what girls use."

     Both girls got up and Tom unzipped their short skirts and dropped
them to the ground.  He removed their blouses and, as the two little girls
stood there dressed only in shoes and panties, he knelt and pulled down first
Sandy's panties and then Sam's.  He looked lovingly at both little girl's
pussies (as did the camera in close-up) and then cupped each little slit in
one hand.  He looked up at the girls' faces and said, "This is what girls use
to do it.  By the way, a better name for doing it is 'fuck'.  Would you like
me to show you."

     He was rubbing their twats slowly and they were enjoying it.  They
looked at each other and then nodded their heads and said, "Yes." 
(Wouldn't be much of a video if they said 'no' now would it?)

     Tom kissed each girl on the pussy and gave each a long lick from
back to front.  The girls giggled as he did it, but they liked it too.  "First,"
said Tom, "you need to suck my cock, this thing I've got in my hand."

     The look on their faces said that they deeply wanted to suck his
cock, but the script called for them to act revolted by the idea.  "Yuck!" said
Samantha, "put your pee-pee in our mouth?"

     "No," retorted Tom, "not my pee-pee, my cock."

     The girls looked at each other and grinned.  'Oh,' their thinking was
supposed to go, 'that's different, as long as it's not your pee-pee we'll go
ahead and suck it.'

     Tom lay down on the astro-turf/grass and the girls knelt over him,
one on each side.  Sandy took his cock in her hand and pumped it up and
down a few times and Samantha caressed his testicles.  When Sandy bent
forward and put her lips over the head of Tom's prick Samantha gave him
her cunt to lick.  She straddled his face and let him lick and suck her little
girl twat until she was humming with a little girl orgasm, all of it captured
close-up on video.  While I video-taped the pussy-eating Steven was
close-up on the blowjob Sandy was giving.  Her head was bobbing up and
down on Tom's cock, about half of it disappearing into her mouth on each
downstroke.

     Samantha put her hands into her crotch, pulled her tiny labia apart
and told Tom to stick his tongue in as far as he could get it.  His tongue
pushed into her little twat and probing its inner depths.  She She squirmed
about on his chest as he brought his tongue across her little clit and when he
pushed it back into her cunt, she came.  Little girl cum oozed slowly out of
her vagina into Tom's mouth and flowed over over his tongue and lips. 
Sam yelped with pleasure as he eagerly lapped the inner walls of her cunt to
get every drop of her orgasm.

     At about the same time little Sandy's cheeks bulged with Tom's
ejaculating cock.  His cum shot into her mouth and flowed down her throat. 
Before he finished she pulled the throbbing prick from her sucking lips and,
holding her mouth wide so the camera could see the semen sliding into her
throat, forcing her to swallow, let the remaining spurts fly into her open
mouth from an inch or two away.  Samantha had collapsed backward onto
Tom's body and as his orgasm subsided she took his cock from her sister's
hand and slipped it into her own delightful mouth.  She sucked and licked
the wet cock until it became to soft and small to keep in her mouth.  Then
she and her sister kissed each other on the lips, opening their mouths to
share the boy-cum they had both tasted, and let their tongues toy with each
other.

     The closing shot was one of both girls kissing and licking Tom's
cock and hairless balls while Tom fingered their pussies.

     We set the cameras aside, stowed the tapes for later editing, and set
about formulating plans for the next few days.  It was a good start, but now
there were more pressing obstacles to overcome, the first of which was to
get us all something to eat.

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     After we had put the equipment away and the 'stars' had gotten
cleaned up, we all went out to dinner at a local restaurant.  The other
patrons looked askance at one guy with all these kids, but we looked so
happy with each other that they all assumed we were a family, I guess.  In a
way, we were.  Later we went to a movie and finally, home to bed.  We
were all pretty tired, in face, Sadie had fallen asleep in the movie and
slipped out of the seat onto the floor.  I had cradled her in my lap the rest of
the evening.  Tom spent his last night with us, sleeping between the girl he
loved above all of us, Samantha, and his new-found second great love, her
sister, Sandra.  They slept in each others' arms, naked, Tom in the middle.

     The next morning we said goodbye to Tom and, after he had gone,
began making plans for our departure for our new life and business venture.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch. 8 (mf, ff, inc. pedo)

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    My Kids -- Chapter Eight  /  The Departure

     With my own kids there was no problem, the problems would arise
with respect to the 'adoptees', Linda, Lori, Jenny and Juanita.

     Jenny's home life was such that her disappearance would probably
cause little concern for quite a while, perhaps never.  She wanted
desparately to go, and I wanted her to come with us, so we decided that
Jenny would become one of us, an unadopted daughter, a new sister.

     Juanita presented the same problem in a different way.  She
wouldn't be missed much either, but her going with us would cause a
vendetta of sorts.  In fact, it was the reason I decided we had to leave.  We
spent a great deal of time going over Juanita's family, extended family, to
find out what they were likely to do.  She convinced me that her father's
vendetta would be more for the beating I had given him than for her
running away and he might stop at the attempt at revenge, successful or not. 
Besides, she said, he didn't have the resources to follow us out of state.  I
gave Juanita a big hug and said, "Bienvenidas a la familia, querida mia, mi
hija del amor."

     The problem of Linda and Lori was relatively easily solved.  They
lived in a foster home and were scheduled to appear in court in a week. 
They couldn't tell me too much, but it appeared that they were being sent to
an adoption agency.  I called an acquaintance who, for the right price, is
always able to obtain whatever legal documents are needed to accomplish
whatever one needs.  For ten thousand dollars he would deliver all the
documents needed to file legal adoption papers for both girls.  Not merely
papers to start the process, but papers to show that the process had been
completed.  He had a contact in the system who would see to it that the
forms showed up in the proper files and computers.  It would take two days
to make up the forms.  I gave him the go-ahead and was told that the papers
would be delivered Monday morning.  He would meet me a block from the
court building  after picking up the money from the bank.

     The matter was settled.  The four girls would become part of our
family, part of our cast.  With that we made something to eat and, all of us
rather tired, took turns bathing (some of us together) and went to bed.

     I slept little.  First Jenny came in and hugged me for half an hour,
curling her naked little body against mine and telling me how much she
loved me and her new brother and sisters and how glad she was that we
were going away.  I just let her lie there, cuddling, rubbing my chest and
kissing it, my hand caressing her firm, pliable, buttocks.

     After she fell asleep I carried her into Steffi's room and laid her
down next to her new sister.  When I got back to my room Juanita was
there lying on top of the covers.  It was too dark to see detail, but I could
see that she was naked.  As I approached the bed she extended her arm
toward me and took my hand in hers.  "Do with me what you like, master,"
she whispered, "I am your slave now and will give you any pleasure you
want."

     "Querida mia," I told her, "su no es mi esclava, su es mi hijastra, my
stepdaughter and an equal member of nuestra familia."

     She snickered at my mispronounced Spanish, but she got the point.

     "I will be a good hijastra," she whispered, "I will work hard, I will
please you always, but what do you want me to do right now?"

     "I want to go to sleep," I whispered back and kissed her cheek.

     She threw her arms around my neck and, pulling me down to her,
hugged her warm body against my own and pressed her face into my neck. 
I felt the wetness of her tears running onto my neck and chest as she
whimpered softly and quietly murmured, "Gracias!  Te amo," over and
over.  I lowered her onto the bed, pulled the blanket over her and crawled
under it.  She continued to hug me as I caressed her face and hair.  When
Linda and Lori peeked into the room Nita and I started to laugh.

     "Can we sleep with you tonight?" Linda asked me.

     "Why not, everybody else is."

     They ran to opposite sides of the bed and climbed in, unsurprised by
the presence of Juanita.  We all snuggled together the rest of the night.
What a lucky guy I am, surrounded by beautiful, young girls.  Not only my
own lovely daughters, but kids who three months ago were total strangers
are now family.  I hugged the three girls tightly, closed my eyes and finally
fell asleep.  It was four in the morning.

     Sunday came and dragged slowly by although we were somewhat
busy packing. I rented a motor home into which we packed all the clothes
we were going to take, all the equipment needed for our video business, and
there was still room for all of us and some food and toys and whatnot. 
When the thing was fully loaded I filled the tanks, parked it in the driveway
and prepared to spend another nervous night awaiting Monday morning.

     Dinner was tense that night, everybody was a little on edge.  Silence
prevailed throughout the meal except for a couple of squabbles between
Sadie and the twins over who was the messiest eater.  It blew over quickly
and we finished in silence.  After dinner I filled everybody in on the plans
for the next day.  We went to bed early and most of us probably spent a
night of rather fitful sleep.

     Monday morning finally came and I told Steven and Susie to have
the kids ready when I got back.  I took a cab to the bank and got a very
quizzical look from the teller who had to get the manager's approval to give
me ninety-nine one hundred dollar bills.  I smiled and nodded to him as I
left, an envelope full of cash in my coat pocket, and walked the last two
blocks to the courthouse.  His car was parked on the street a block from the
courthouse.  I walked to the passenger door, leaned down and knocked. 
The driver, recognizing me, opened the door and I got in.

     "Got the money?"  He wasted no time, I liked that.  I pulled out the
envelope and handed it to him.  He carefully counted them, peering closely
at each bill.  Finally, he looked at me and grinned.  "Must be a great kid to
be worth all this?"

     "None of your business," I figured the needling was part of the
price.

     "Yeah, yeah," he said, "I kinda like those little senoritas myself."

     "What are you talking about?" I asked stupidly.  Did he know about
Juanita?

     He didn't answer, but handed me a large manila envelope saying that
all the necessary papers were in there.  I wanted to find out what else he
knew.  I grabbed his wrist, turning it backwards and upwards and grabbed
his throat with the other hand.  "What are you talking about, asshole? Tell
me or I'll snap your fucking Adam's apple in two."

     "Alright, alright," he gasped, "leggo, it's no big deal."

     I released his throat, but kept his arm twisted behind him.

     "A Mexican friend of mine told me that some guys are looking for a
Gringo who looks a lot like you.  Seems he beat the shit out of one of their
compadres and absconded with his little girl.  These papers wouldn't be for
her, would they?"

     "No, they wouldn't.  Where are these guys now?"

     "Right there."  He indicated with his head a car parked halfway
down the block on the other side.  A man was standing by the passenger
door looking our way.  I couldn't make out anyone else, but there appeared
to be three more in the car.

     "What's supposed to happen?"  I asked, suddenly worried that I
might not get the papers filed in time.

     "When you leave I turn my lights on three times.  Three of them will
follow you inside, the other one will wait in the car with the motor
running."  He looked me in the eye, "If you let go of my arm I'll tell you
how to get out of this."

     "I could kill you," I snarled, "that way your lights don't come on."

     "And they'll kill you before you get fifty feet.  Look, I don't much
like these assholes anyway.  Ten in the morning and they're already drunk,
or high."  He took a breath. "Look, there's an alley just around the corner. It
leads to the back door of the courthouse.  If we drive off together they'll
have to follow and they'll have to turn around before they can get behind
us.  I'll turn the corner, drop you off at the alley and drive on up the street,
keeping far enough ahead of them so they can't see you're not in the car." 
He stopped, looked at the car up the street, then back at me, "whaddaya
say?  It's your best chance."

     I let go of his arm and considered the possibilities.  What chance did
I have?  Three of them were going to jump me and haul me into their car
and take me God knows where and do...well, I didn't want to think about
that.

     "Let's go," I finally said.

     He started the engine and gunned the car forward.  We passed the
surprised Mexicans and skidded around the corner, heading for the alley.
As we turned the corner I glanced back to see that they had just gotten the
car moving and were held up by traffic trying to get turned around. He
stopped the car at the alley and I jumped out.

     "Good luck," he shouted and sped off not hearing my "Thanks."

     I ducked into a doorway and waited.  The pursuing car sped past the
alley a few moments later and I ran to the back door of the court building
and went inside.

     The county adoptions division was on the fourth floor.  I ran up the
stairs, avoiding the crowded elevators.  I opened the door to Room 414,
County Department of Adoptions and walked in.  The contact was the only
person in the office.  I handed her the envelope, she checked the forms for
completeness, signatures and smiled at me.  She took the lot and left me
standing at the counter without a word.  I guess that was it.  Not much
guidance, but I breathed a sigh of relief anyway. Linda and Lori were home
free.

     I left the building, watching carefully for any sign of the 'enemy',
and took a cab home.  The motor home was parked in the driveway, no
unusual signs to be seen anywhere.  I paid the cab and went into the house. 
The kids were all ready to go, dressed, fed, bathed, whatever needed to be
done had been done.  We bid goodbye to the house, piled into the motor
home and pulled out of the driveway.

     As we drove down our street for the last time, Susie, who was
sitting in the front passenger seat next to me, turned and looked back at the
house where she and her siblings had been raised.  She turned to me and,
with a tear running down her cheek, said, "Daddy, I'll miss never seeing
mom again."

     She was right.  Paula was buried in a cemetery a couple of miles
from the house and Susie had been going there at least twice a week.

     "We all will, honey."  I wanted to get the hell out of this town
before the Mexicans caught up with us, surely they were still looking, but I
had to let the kid have one last talk with her dead mother.  I turned right  at
the corner and headed toward the cemetery.  When we pulled up to the gate
I scanned the parking lot and the surrounding area.  There were two cars in
the lot and a burial was taking place on one of the hillsides with maybe
twenty persons in attendance.  'Not too well liked,'  I thought. Nothing
appeared out of the ordinary.  I pulled up next to the hill where Paula lay,
parked and shut off the engine.

     "Steven, go with Susie and be back here in ten minutes."  I looked
at Susie and said, "Sorry, sweetie, we can't stay here too long. Please
understand."

     She nodded.  Stephanie asked if she could go too.  She was old
enough to have good memories of her mother so I let her to go with the
others.

     "Stay with Steven and Susie and don't wander off," I told her as she
scampered out of the motor home to join her brother and sister.

     I had said my goodbyes to Paula and didn't want to stir too many
old memories.  The other kids had probably been too young when she died. 
They didn't seem to remember anything about having been here two years
earlier so I thought it best for the rest of us to remain in the motor home. 
The trio walked up the hill, Susie breaking into a trot toward her mother's
grave, Steven and Stephanie walking briskly after her.  A few moments later
they disappeared down the other side and I leaned back in the seat,
nervously waiting.

     Fifteen minutes later I began to worry, having seen no sign of the
kids coming back.  I reached under the seat and pulled out the .45 auto I
had purchased, checked the clip, slipped a round into the chamber and
stashed the gun in my waistband, safety off.  I looked at the girls still with
me inside the vehicle.  Sadie had climbed into the overcab berth and had
fallen asleep.  The twins and Linda and Lori were playing some board game
in the back and Juanita was reading a book.  I called to Juanita to join me in
the front.

     "Nita, listen," my voice was a little shaky and the look in her young,
dark brown eyes showed that she sensed my anxiety.  "I'm going to find
Steven and the girls, they're staying too long and we need to get going. Stay
here with the little ones.  Lock the door behind me and pull the curtains on
all the windows and all of you stay on the floor and be quiet."

     She looked at me, knowing that something was wrong, but said
only, "OK, hurry back."

     I stepped out of the motor home, watched as Juanita locked the
door and pulled all the curtains.  Satisfied that they were as safe as they
could get, I walked in the direction the other kids had gone.  The burial had
ended and the last of the mourners were just leaving as I walked past. The
cemetery was quite deserted now.

     I skirted the bottom of the hill to avoid being seen by anyone on the
other side, in case there was anyone to be seen by.  As I neared the far end
where it sloped downward again the headstones on the other side came into
view one by one.  I dropped into a crouch and jogged, almost ran, forward,
scanning left and right for any sign of movement.

     Suddenly, right in front of me, I saw it.  Something, someone, was
moving close to the ground.  I dropped to the ground and lay there,
watching.  Whatever it was, it didn't seem anxious to get away or come after
me.  I moved forward again, carefully watching and listening.  Then I heard
the moan.  It came from the figure on the ground.  Now I could make out a
shape, a person, no, a boy.  Steven!

     I got up and broke into a run to where he lay.  He was lying next to
his mother's grave clutching his stomach and groin and moaning.

     "D-dad.  Three g-guys...t-took...the g-g-girls...ohh."

     "Where did they go?"  He pointed off to my right.  I looked all
around and saw nothing.  My first thought was for the girls, Susie and
Stephanie, and I nearly panicked, but Steven's moans brought me back.

     "Come on, Steven," I said, "let's get you back to the motor home."

     I picked him up and, leaning on me and supported by my arm, he
managed to limp back.  I was worried that the Mexicans had found the
motor home, but everything was as I had left it.  I helped Steven inside, got
in and locked the door behind me.

     The girls had been frightened by seeing me carrying Steven and
now he was using his wounds as a badge of courage and enjoying the
attention. Juanita had pulled off his shirt and was treating a nasty cut he had
on his side.  When she finished bandaging it she said, "OK, big brother, let's
get those pants off."

     Steven looked at me and grinned as he lifted his butt off the bed and
slid his pants and shorts down to his ankles.  His hairless balls were black
and blue, no wonder he couldn't walk, poor kid.  Juanita was very gentle as
she carefully washed his genitals and rubbed some salve on them.  He must
have been feeling better because he got an erection.

     Then Juanita did something that surprised me as much as it did
Steven. Cooing softly she leaned forward toward his hard-on and with the
middle finger of her right hand flipped the head of his penis as hard as she
could with the nail side of the finger.  His eyes grew bigger and he yelped
"Ow!" as his prick shrank back to normal size almost instantly and Juanita
went back to smoothing salve on his injured crotch.

     I started the motor home and drove slowly away from the cemetery,
unsure of what to do, but firm in the conviction that I had somehow to get
Susie and Stephanie back, even if it meant killing the Mexicans.  Even if it
meant killing Juanita's father.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch. 9 (mf, ff, inc. pedo)

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         My Kids -- Chapter 9 / The Rescue

     I knew going back to the house was out of the question, they would
probably be watching it.  On the other hand, maybe they would
communicate via the house, it was the only way they knew of finding us. 
Come to think of it, they had no way of knowing where we live, but knew
that I could find them.  They were expecting me to contact them, maybe
walk into whatever trap they had set.  God knows, they had the bait. These
and other thoughts were racing through my mind as I drove away from the
cemetery.

     The state of the kids with me didn't help settle my nerves either.
They were all pretty excited and scared when they saw Steven and found
out that Susie and Stephanie were missing.  Before I had a chance to
develop some kind of cover story for them, Steven had inadverdently spilled
the beans and now they were all pestering me to do something. I would, I
assured them, although I had no idea yet what it might be.

     In addition to the .45, I had a 12 gauge shotgun, a 30-30 rifle and
two 9 mm pistols.  Not much of an arsenal for what I had to do and I knew
I would need help.  Steven, for all his courage, was not going to be of much
help.  The girls were all too young and I wasn't going to ask Juanita, she felt
bad enough because she considered herself to be the cause of the whole
incident.  I tried to comfort her by saying it wasn't her disappearance that
led to it, but my having beat up her father. She smiled, but didn't really buy
it.

     I pulled into a trailer park along the highway which offered space
and hookups for motor homes and we all bedded down for the night.  As I
lay there racking my brain for ideas I thought of how perfect this would
have been under other circumstances.  Here I was, alone in a motor home
with my son, surrounded by seven little girls.  With Susie and Steffi
missing, though, the thought did not arouse nor linger.  Sleep was slow in
coming and not very restful when it did.

     I was awakened by the sound of tapping on the door.  It was still
dark. More tapping.  I pulled the .45 out from under the mattress and
cleared the safety.  I tried to see who it was, but it was too dark.  Finally, I
heard a whisper, "Hey, you in there...this is the park manager...I have a
message for you.  Wake up!"

     'What the hell could be so important as to bring him out here in the
middle of the night?'  I pondered the possibilities.  I lifted the curtain slightly
and peeked outside, the .45, cocked, in my hand.  He was alone alright.  I
lowered the window.  "What is it?  What time is it?"  I asked him. 
"Three-thirty.  A guy left this note for you about five minutes ago, said I
was to deliver it immediately and said you'd give me twenty bucks for it. 
Must be pretty important."  I fished in my pants for my wallet and found a
ten and two ones and offered them to him.  He groused a bit, but handed
me the note through the window and, muttering, shuffled back to his own
bed.  I looked around, but could see nothing that appeared out of the
ordinary.  I closed the window, sat down and opened the note.

     'Gringo,'  it started, 'if you want to see your chiquitas again you will
obey these instructions.  First, bring Juanita back to where you stole her. 
Second, come alone, except for the girl.  Third, do this at two tomorrow
afternoon.  Fourth, park in the alley behind the house, get out of your
vehicle and walk through the backyard and knock on the back door. We will
exchange of your two girls for Juanita.  Do it or else.'

     It wasn't signed, but it seemed authentic.  They must have been
watching at the cemetery and followed us here.  I dropped onto the bunk
and closed my eyes, trying desparately to think of a way out of this.  I did
not want to let Juanita go back there, but I couldn't leave Susie and Steffi
with them.  Sleep eluded me for most of what remained of the night.

     The sun shining in through a crack in the blind woke me from a
restive sleep.  I opened my eyes, blinked a couple of times, and then noticed
that I was not in bed alone.  In the crook of my left elbow lay Jenny, curled
up with her bare ass pressed against my waist.  I carefully pulled my arm
free of her grasp and stood up.  All the kids appeared to be asleep and I saw
no reason to bother them.  The twins were wrapped up in each other's
arms, their mouths nearly touching.  Juanita was stretched face down across
Steven's stomach, her cast across his throat. I was surprised he could
breathe.  Together they formed a plus sign. Her legs were hanging off the
bunk and her pretty, brown butt stuck out invitingly.  I reached out and
stroked her smooth cheeks.

     'If only the situation were different...' I thought as I felt the crack of
her ass.  I put away those thoughts and began to dress.  Little Linda and
Sadie lay together in the overcab bunk.  They were still sound asleep and
pretty well tangled up in each other.  Perhaps I slept slept more soundly
than I thought.  As I pulled on my shoes Lori awoke and sat up in her bed.

     "Are we going now?"  she whispered, "Can I ride up front with
you?"

     I couldn't resist looking over her little seven-year-old body.  "Of
course you can, honey.  Get dressed."

     She stood up and stretched her arms toward the roof.  She really
was a lovely child, pale white skin, little pink nipples slightly elongated by
her stretching, slender, almost skinny, legs and a perfect pussy mound with
a delightful slit that was always slightly open.  She turned around to pick up
her clothing from the bed and I eyed her beautiful, pale buttocks.  I let my
mind wander momentarily into the crack of that ass, into the anal pucker,
past the sphincter, into her little girl rectum. I could feel the tightness of the
opening as I squeezed past it.  The humid steaminess of the canal through
which her bowels ejected her fecal waste was dark and warm.  I continued
into her intestines until something soft and mushy blocked my progress.  I
began to eat my way through it. My journey would end only in her mouth
and then she would swallow me and I would resume my travels, this time in
the opposite direction.

     My reverie was broken by a cry from Steven.  He had awakened to
the pain and soreness from the day before striking him full force.  He
startled Juanita awake as well and she fell onto the floor, very nearly turning
a somersault.  Her cry of surprise at being so rudely awakened was loud
enough to awaken first Jenny, then the twins.  Linda and Sadie continued
sleeping.  I noticed that Juanita had a streak of what appeared to be dried
semen running from her lower lip to the tip of her chin.  Mine? I had been
sleeping rather soundly, but I doubted I could have slept through that...no, it
was probably Steven's.  It made me feel more confident about his condition.

     We all did our morning rituals, that took close to an hour, ate cold
cereal and milk and left the park at around nine.  Five hours to go. I had a
lot of planning to do and I needed to get some help first. I kept checking the
rear-view mirror, but no one appeared to be following us.  At
nine-forty-five I pulled up in front of my brother- in-law's house.

     Jim was Paula's older brother and was a very amiable ex-marine. 
He would not understand or have compassion for a pedophile, but he would
go to any length to help his nieces out of trouble.  After all the greetings and
Jim had been introduced to the four newcomers, he and down with a cup of
coffee while the kids played in the backyard.

     Wasting no time, I didn't have any to waste, I laid my cards on the
table.  I explained about the 'adopted' kids and how Juanita had been beaten
by her father and that I was going to adopt her, albeit illegally. Then I
dropped the bombshell, "Her father has friends and he wants her back.  I'm
not going to let her go back, but they've got Susie and Stephanie.  I need
your help getting them back."

     "Jesus, Charles!"  he cried,  "What the hell have you gotten yourself
into here?"

     He sipped his coffee with a puzzled look on his face as I sat there
waiting, saying nothing.  He had been involved in some kind of commando
bullshit in various places around the world, starting in Viet Nam.  He never
talked about it, but his eyes sometimes revealed a killer instinct. That look
was in his eyes now.

     "How many of them are there?"  he asked.  He was already making
plans. I had the help I needed, the sides were now even, maybe even a little
in our favor.

     "Four that I know of, maybe more, but I doubt it."  I paused to let
this sink in, "I know where they are, or at least where they'll be at two this
afternoon."

     "We can't wait 'til then,"  he said calmly, I noted the 'we' indicating
he was in, "we'll have to strike earlier.  Do you know the layout of the
house?"

     "No, but Juanita does,"  I offered.

     "Well, let's go then, get her in here."

     As Juanita described her former home, Jim made a floor-plan
sketch, noting especially doors and windows.  When it was done he quizzed
her about her father's friends and determined that there would likely be only
the four men I had seen at the courthouse.  We, or rather he, formulated a
plan and rehearsed it a couple of times.  By eleven-thirty we were ready to
go.  The kids would stay here with Ann, Jim's wife,  while we took care of
some 'personal business'.  Jim grabbed a duffel bag from his garage while I
retreived the weapons from the motor home.  We tossed it all into the trunk
of his Camaro, got in and drove off.  It was exhilerating to have a friend,
yet I was frightened.  Jim and I had known each other many years, had
helped each other in various ways in that time and I didn't want to cause
him any trouble, either with the guys we were about to pay a visit or with
the law.  But my two little girls' lives were at stake.

     We pulled into the alley, a half block short of our destination.  It
was not quite noon and they would be unlikely to be watching for anyone
yet. I slipped the .45 into my belt under the jacket and shoved one of the 9
mm pistols down the front of my shorts, I figured if they frisked me they
would be unlikely to feel there.  Scared the hell out of me anyway, what if it
went off...oh, well.

     I got out of the car and walked toward the house.  It looked quiet
and unoccupied...no movement, no sound.  I didn't know what Jim
intended to do, but I was to get one or even two of the Mexicans outside by
saying Juanita was in the car in the alley.  I was to distract anyone in the
house until Jim could get there.

     "Juan!"  I heard someone shout, "El gringo esta aqui!"

     Then I saw it...a rifle barrel pointed at me out of the back window.

     "Where is Juanita?"  the voice asked.

     "In the car,"  I answered, "where are my girls?"

     The voice with the rifle said something in Spanish to someone else
and turned his attention back to me.

     "Come to the porch and put your arms straight out to your sides."

     They weren't going to be too co-operative.  I did as I was told and
figured the .45 was gone.  The door opened and one of the men came out,
frisked me quickly, took the .45 and told me to step inside.  I walked into
the darkened house.  The man who had searched me handed the gun to the
man with the rifle and walked toward the alley.  Apparently, he was going
to check the car.

     "You are early, gringo,"  said the man with the rifle, "why?" I hadn't
recognized Juanita's father by his voice, but he still wore the marks of the
beating I had given him.  His nose was bandaged and both eyes were black.

     "I was afraid for my girls, where are they?"

     "They are fine, senor," Juan answered, "they are asleep."

     I wanted to get to the front room so I demanded to see the girls
before we could cut a deal.  "I brought your girl just as your note said.  Let
me see what I came for."

     He pushed me into the front room, jabbing the barrel of the rifle
into my back hard.  I flinched, so he did it again as I walked toward the
other room.  One man was lying on the floor in a corner, seemingly asleep,
and another sat on a chair at a table by the window.  My heart leapt as I
spotted Susie and Stephanie lying together on a couch covered by a blanket. 
They, too, seemed to be sleeping.

     "You see, senor,"  continued the rifle man, "I am a man of my
word.  Soon Carlos will bring my nina here and you can leave with yours."

     I knew he was not about to let me go unharmed unless...I glanced at
the girls again.  They weren't sleeping, they were drugged.  I put my ear to
each little chest.  They were alive, but their breathing was shallow. I heard
chuckling behind me and from the corner of my eye saw Juan turn to look
at the other man.  I reached into my crotch and extracted the pistol.  Raising
myself to a crouch I brought the pistol underneath my body and fired.  The
shot caught Juan in the upper chest knocking him backward into the wall. 
As he raised the rifle I fired twice more dropping him to the floor, the rifle
dropping from his hands.

     The other man jumped on my back as I fired the third shot and I felt
the blade of a knife press against my chin, slicing into the skin. Before I
could grab the arm with the knife a volley of shots rang out and the arm
grew limp and the body fell from my back onto the floor. Jim stood in the
doorway, the AK-47 still smoking.  He had a wild look in his eyes, as
though he were on a hunt-and-kill patrol in the jungle.

     "What about him?" he asked, gesturing toward the motionless figure
on the floor in the corner.

     "Forget him," I said, "let's get out of here before the cops come."

     He picked up Susie, wrapped her in the blanket and I picked up
Steffi, folding my jacket around as and we walked hurriedly back to the car.
We laid the girls on the backseat, they were still out, and drove away. I
couldn't believe how easy it had been.

     "They hurt 'em, didn't they?"  Jim was still pumped, "God damn it, I
hate anybody who hurts a kid."

     "Just drugs, I think, PCP probably,"  I didn't know what the hell I
was talking about, "they'll be ok, but we'd better get them to a doctor."

     "Ann's been working emergency at the hospital for the past two
years now," Jim said, "she's seen lots of o.d.'s...let's have her take a look at
them first."

     As we sped through the streets toward Jim's house I inwardly wept. 
For joy because the girls were back and still alive, although not completely
alright.  For sadness because I could never be honest with Jim and his wife
again.  Perhaps I could never be completely honest with anyone again.

     Ann checked the girls, determined that what they needed first to be
awakened right away, then an emetic to empty their stomachs, a diuretic
and lots of water and then walking, walking and more walking.  They
needed to be kept awake to keep the drug moving out of their bodies rather
than settling into settling into their organs.  She administered the emetic
immediately and I listened to the poor little kids retching their guts out for
several minutes.  After washing them and dressing them we took them
outside and walked them around the backyard for several hours with
frequent breaks for bathroom trips.  The other kids helped too, taking turns
walking Susie and Steffi.  They thought it was fun.  Finally, around six
o'clock, Ann checked pulse, heartbeat, breathing and eyes and pronounced
them beyond risk.  They could finally go to sleep and I could finally breathe
easier.

     After all the kids had gone to bed the three of us, Ann, Jim and I,
sat down at the kitchen table.  I told them of my plan to leave the state and
set up business elsewhere and that with everything that had happened in the
last couple of days, the sooner we left, the better.  We watched the late
news and, although the story of the shootings was covered, there was
nothing said as to who might have done it.  It turned out that the house had
a PCP lab in the basement and the shootings were attributed to conflict over
drug turf or a deal gone sour.  The police were apparently writing it off as a
class-3 homicide, case open : investigation inactive.

     We stayed with Ann and Jim for two more days until Susan and
Stephanie were well enough to travel.  The kids had really taken to Ann, the
need for a mother I guess, and their were a few tears shed on both sides. I
hugged Jim, kissed Ann, thanked them and promised to contact them as
soon as I knew where we would be stopping.  The kids waved until the
house was out of sight.  We turned onto the highway and headed east,
never to return.  It was Friday.

Subject: My Kids Ch. 10 (mf, ff, inc, pedo)

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        My Kids -- Chapter 10 / The Journey

     I had hoped, in vain it turned out, to make four hundred miles a
day. Driving across country with ten kids, even the most delightful and well-
behaved kids, creates a certain amount of tension, stress and conflict. In
order to avert as much of this as possible, I stopped frequently to let
everybody loosen up, discharge stored up energy and generally get relaxed. 
It worked extremely well in keeping spirits high and tempers low, but it
often resulted in rather long stops and kept us from making very good time. 
The first day we only managed a little over two hundred miles due to a rest
stop that lasted four-and-one-half hours.

     I pulled off highway 395 a few miles northeast of Lone Pine and
drove down a dirt road for about four miles to a small, secluded lake where
Paula and I had camped many times in past years.  Surrounded by trees and
low hills, the area was well protected from the strong winds which normally
buffet large areas of the Owens Valley.  It was far enough off the road to
be overlooked by the average camper and there was no one else there when
we arrived.

     I had no sooner put the motor home into park than the kids piled out
and ran down to the lake.  Within seconds they were naked and wading,
jumping, swimming and diving in the cool water.  Only Juanita and Steven,
who was still asleep, stayed inside the motor home.  I got out and walked
around the lake, partly to stretch my legs and enjoy the scenery and fresh
air, and partly to scout the area.  Soon I was joined by a naked, dripping
wet Jenny.

     "Aren't you coming in?" she asked.

     "In a few minutes, honey, I want to look around first."

     She came up and took my hand and pulled my arm toward her,
pulling my head down to hers, and said, "I want to do again what we did at
the house before, remember?"

     Oh, I remembered alright.  I kissed the top of her wet head and
patted her naked bottom.  "Let's go back to the motor home, maybe we can
play a little before it's time to eat."  We walked back to the motor home,
hand in hand, the other kids still splashing in the water as we stepped inside.

     "Oh, oh, oh, ahh!"  It was Steven verbally encouraging the sperm
out of his balls, his prick buried inside Juanita's cunt as she sat astride his
naked body.  She had her hands on his shoulders and was humping him
fiercely, raising herself up then lowering herself down so hard that her
buttocks slapped loudly against his hips.  Her head and hair thrashed about
wildly as she exploded in orgasm.  She nearly screamed as she felt the first
spurts of cum shoot into her belly and fell forward on top of him, kissing
his face wildly and moaning.

     "I guess we're too late," I whispered to Jenny.

     "No, we're not,"  she said, "look."  She pointed to the front of my
pants where a sizable bulge had formed.

     I sat down at the table and looked at the two sweaty kids lying only
a few feet away, hugging each other and moaning softly.  Jenny walked
over to them, her little ass wiggling, and put her hands on Juanita's buttocks. 
She pulled the cheeks apart and, with a quick glance to make sure I was
watching, she pressed her face into the crack.  I couldn't quite see what she
was doing, but from the sounds coming from Juanita I guessed that it had
something to do with tongues and assholes.  Jenny lowered her face to
Steven's balls and began to lick them.  His cum was oozing out of Juanita's
cunt and running down the shaft of his erect cock, still inside of her.  Jenny
licked up and down the shaft, slurping up the semen and girl juice that
coated it. After several licks she stopped and ran back to me.  She leaned
forward and put her mouth directly over mine and let its contents run out. 
It coated my lips and flowed into my mouth.  Then Jenny pressed her
mouth to mine and poked her tongue inside, licking my tongue and teeth.

     I could stand it no longer.  I stood up and took off my pants and
before I had even stepped completely out of them Jenny had my prick in
her hands, guiding it into her mouth.  Her soft lips slipped over the head
and I felt the familiar warmth of a little girl's mouth engulfing my cock. 
Jenny cradled my balls in her little hand and squeezed them into my crotch,
causing my cock to harden in her mouth.

     "Jenny," I said huskily, "let me please you too, come sit on my
face."

     Steven and Juanita had awakened to our presence by now and were
sitting on the edge of the bed as I lay down on the floor and pulled Jenny
down on top of me.  As I licked the little girl's inner thighs and crotch
Juanita got off the bed and joined us on the floor.  She took my throbbing
member in her hand and stroked the length of it, moving her thumb over
the pisshole.  She got onto her knees and straddled my hips, lining my cock
up with her cum-soaked pussy.  Carefully, she lowered herself onto the tip
of my prick and pushed the head into her vagina, just past the lips.  I felt
them close over the head like the jaws of a vise.  She pushed herself down
further and suddenly let out a yelp as I pushed a spit-lubricated finger into
her anus.  I started moving the finger in and out as she lowered herself fully
onto my cock until it was buried inside her tight little twat.

     I just lay there as Juanita fucked slowly up and down, my finger
moving in and out of her asshole.  My tongue was exploring the inner walls
of Jenny's cunt and her juices were beginning to flow, running out of her
hole onto my lips and into my mouth.  The three of us were moaning in
sexual excitement as Steven came over and pushed his still hard cock
toward Jenny.  She put one hand around his prick and her other under his
balls and pulled the cock toward her mouth.  When Juanita saw little
Jenny's mouth surrounding the cock she, herself, had just finished fucking,
she humped my cock all the harder.  My sperm-laden testicles were
bouncing up and down, ready to unload their creative cargo.  I felt the
familiar tightening between my legs and then the exhilerating contraction as
the first spurt of semen shot up the length of my penis into Juanita's vagina,
through her cervix and into her young womb.  It contracted again, spurred
on by the massaging contractions of her strong, young pussy muscles on my
cock.  I came and came in a spectacular orgasm and was joined in my
ecstacy by Nita, who was crying with joy at the newfound pleasures of her
girlhood, and Jenny, who let go with another orgasm of her own which
flowed deliciously into my waiting and wanting mouth.

     I pulled my finger out of Juanita's rectum and put it up to her
mouth. She sucked it inside and licked and sucked it as though it were a
cock. Steven moaned loudly and filled Jenny's little mouth with semen as he
had his second ejaculation of the evening.  When he had finished he offered
his cock to Juanita who replaced my finger with it.  As she cleaned off
Steven's cock and coaxed the remaining drops of cum from it I pulled her
off my softening prick.  Jenny fell forward on top of me and licked my cock
clean of the juices which glistened along its length.  Then the four of us
collapsed in a panting heap on the floor.

     The applause caught us all by surprise.  The other kids had
apparently witnessed most of the show and had been quite stimulated by it,
judging by the glistening wetness between their legs.

     "Why wasn't somebody videotaping?"  I scolded them.  It was a
dumb question.

     We did a little videotaping later, though.  We all went down to the
lake and they all ran about splashing, playing and swimming and having just
plain fun as I captured the whole event on video.  When the sun dipped
below the trees and the temperature started to drop everybody got out, dried
off and dressed.  We ate barbecued hot dogs and fire-baked potatoes.  By
eight-thirty we were all ready for bed, it had been a long day.  As it turned
out, I didn't sleep a lot this night.

     The first was Juanita.  She was a rather nervous kid and on occasion
would not say much to anyone.  She got into my bed and by the way she
was shaking I could tell she was upset about something.  I put my arms
around her and hugged her tightly for a few minutes.  Finally, I asked her
what was troubling her.

     "Mi padre," she answered, "I am afraid my father will come for
me."

     I hadn't told her what happened when Jim and I had found Susie
and Steffi and I guess they had been too drugged to remember.  I wasn't
sure I should tell her now, so I lied.

     "He wou't come," that was true anyway, "and even if he does, he
won't find us and even if he finds us I'll never let him take you back."

     She buried her face in the hollow of my neck and fell asleep, her
warm body against mine and her moist breath on my neck stirring my
emotions as well as my loins.  But I had to get to sleep.  I picked her up and
carried her to Steven's bed where she usually slept.  When I got back to my
own bed there were three little girls waiting for me, Sadie, Linda and Lori.

     'Shit!' I cursed silently, 'no sleep tonight.'

     "What are you doing here?"  I asked the trio.

     "We want to sleep with you tonight," said Sadie, apparently she was
the spokesman of the group, "everybody else gets to."

     "We should all be sleeping, honey," I told her, but my erection
betrayed my true wishes.

     Sadie put both hands on my cock and leaned forward, opening her
mouth wide.  She put the glans into her mouth and started the subtle
sucking and licking that she had become so good at.  Her little tongue
flicked over the head of my cock and sent shivers up my spine as I felt the
cum already beginning to boil.  I stopped her so I could lie down and be
able to involve Linda and Lori.  I had the sisters kneel by my head, Linda
on my left and Lori on my right.  Their hairless little pussies were inches
from my hungry mouth.  Sadie lay face down on my stomach, her legs
spread and her pink little anus winking at me.  She resumed sucking my
cock and squeezing and caressing my balls.  I put a hand on each of the
little bare asses to my sides and pulled them toward me.

     I licked each little slit in turn.  First Linda, then Sadie, then Lori,
then Sadie, then back to Linda and over again.   Each time I slipped my
tongue a little deeper into their holes, tasting more of the juices held captive
by the soft inner folds of their little vaginas.  Sadie's asshole was so cute, so
exposed and so near that I couldn't resist.  I thrust my tongue into the depths
of her rectum and tasted her bitterness.  Lori tapped me on top of the head
because I was taking too long, "Me next," she said, panting a little.

     When I tasted the first flows of their salty juices I could hold back
no longer.  Little Sadie had swallowed nearly half my cock and was treating
me to sensations that only she could provide.  I exploded into her mouth
with my second cum of the day filling her with several strings of cum. I
greedily licked and sucked the little wet twats on each side of me as the girls
swayed and moaned as I licked the juices from their pussies. When I
stopped ejaculating Sadie invited the two sisters to share and as they leaned
over my cock and began sucking the remaining semen from it, Sadie turned
around to face me.  She kissed me with an open mouth and let me have
some of my own cum as it dribbled from her mouth into mine.  My cheeks,
lips and chin were soaked with the cunt juices from Linda and Lori and
Sadie slowly licked these from my wet face.

     "Your stuff tastes good, daddy," said Sadie.  I had to agree, it did
taste good.  I began to wonder if Steven's might taste as good.

     "I'm glad you like it sweetie, you can have it whenever you want."

     Lori had fallen aslep with my cock in her mouth and her teeth had
closed slightly on it.  I carefully reached down and pried her mouth open
and pulled my limp penis from it.  I picked up the little girl, licked from her
chin a streak of cum that had run out of her mouth and put her into her
bed.  Linda and Sadie followed.  I kissed all three of them and went back to
bed, falling asleep almost immediately.

     'Damn!' I thought, 'Should have videotaped that sequence too.'

     The next day we rose early, ate and got on the road before seven. 
We made much better time, about 350 miles, although I was rather tired all
day.  Try sleeping in a motor home made to sleep six, maybe seven, with
ten other people, even if most of them are small, and you'll understand why
I was tired.  In addition, having a naked little girl,  or two or three,  crawl
under the covers with you is not conducive to getting a good night's sleep. 
We stopped in eastern Nevada that night and we all slept soundly.

     The third night found us in the mountains of eastern Utah.  It was
too cold to do anything but stay under the covers and that's pretty much
what we did.  During the night I thought I heard some panting and slurping
sounds from somewhere in the motor home, but I was too sleepy to bother
to check it out.  When I awoke I found Stephanie lying next to me, her lithe
little body flush against mine.  I put my arm around her and caressed her
soft buttocks and closed my eyes. I slept another hour with my favorite little
girl, my loving daughter, my beautiful Stephanie cradled in my arms, my
lips against her smooth, soft cheek, my hand in the crack of her ass.

     Finally, on the fourth day of what had turned to be a more or less
uneventful journey, we arrived in Denver, Colorado, our destination. Paula
and I had bought a vacation home along the South Platte River about 40
miles northeast of the city.  The house had five bedrooms, a large family
room, a living room, a kitchen with a large dining area, and three smaller
rooms which could be converted to additional bedrooms.  In addition, there
were three full bathrooms and two of the bedrooms had half-baths in them. 
We would be comfortable here and, I hoped, happy.  Only time would tell,
but we were off to a good beginning.

Subject: My Kids -- Ch.11 (mf,ff,inc,pedo)

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     My Kids -- Chapter 11 / The New Beginning

     It took about a week to make the place liveable.  There was dust
everywhere and an animal, probably a raccoon, had broken through a
basement window.  There was junk strewn all around the family room and
some of the furniture was torn, no, shredded.  The smell of animal dung
was quite horrific.  Fortunately, the door to the upstairs was strong and the
invader had been limited to the basement.  As it was, that was bad enough
and required a lot of cleaning and repair.  During that first week we lived
out of the motor home and slept there.

     Once the house had been given a complete going-over we moved in. 
The video editing equipment, sound editing machine, and such wass
installed in the master bedroom where I would sleep.  The video 'studio'
itself was set up in one end of the family room.  The other end would be
used as a storage and packing room.  The remaining four bedrooms were
given one each to Steven, Susie and Juanita, Sam and Sandy, Linda and
Lori.  The three extra rooms went to Sadie, Jenny and Stephanie
respectively.  At the end of ten days we were pretty well settled in and after
a trip into town to stock up on food, no small undertaking, we were ready
to begin our new venture.

     Before leaving L.A. I had closed all bank accounts and had the
money wired to an account in the Bahamas.  I called the Bahamian bank
and opened a second account, transferred half the funds into it and had
about half of that wired to a bank in Chicago.  From those funds, about
sixty thousand dollars, I would meet ongoing expenses until money began to
come in.  My brother-in-law, Jim, was handling the sale of the house in
L.A. and I figured that it should net us about a hundred thousand. I rented a
postal address from a mail forwarding service in Denver and contacted the
distributor.

     Our first 'product' was an edited version of the video I had shot of
the kids at the lake near Lone Pine.  It was non-pornographic and passed
quite nicely as just a simple video of kids at a nudist park playing in and out
of the water.  With this I hoped to first, test the market and second, test the
enforcement people.  Both seemed to fall into place beautifully. We
received over three hundred orders the first week and got not a sniff of legal
problems.  The second week saw orders numbering nearly five hundred and
the third week about the same. Then they dropped to about two hundred
over each of the next two weeks and then dropped steadily, leveling off at
twenty a week or so where they remained.  At sixty bucks a pop, twenty
two net to us, that came to over thirty thousand the first month.  Not a bad
start.

     The early problem was obtaining blank tapes.  I thought buying up
all the videotapes in any given video store was something of a giveaway.
That problem was solved when I connected with a distributor.  Every time I
made a delivery I picked up a crate or two of blanks at the warehouse.

     At times we were unable to keep up with the demand.  Rather than
set up lab filled with high speed dubbing machines, a dead giveaway, I
decided to operate with only eight vcr's, none of them made for dubbing. 
Each video would run thirty to forty minutes which meant that we could
dub about eight an hour or 150 to 200 a week.  I wasn't about to spend all
my time dubbing videotapes.  Besides, when the subject matter became
more the price would go up considerably.  By limiting the amount of
equipment on the premises I hoped to avoid suspicion from any visitors
who might happen by, including the law.  All of the equipment we had
could easily be viewed as not unusual for a home of this size.  To further
disguise what we were doing I installed the equipment in different rooms. 
One television set and two vcr's in my own bedroom, the same in Steven's
room, the living room and the family room.

     I won't give all the details of the distribution, but it was relatively
simple for us.  Once a week I packed all the finished tapes into card- board
boxes and drove them to a freight handler in Denver.  When needed, I
picked up a crate of blanks and that was that.  What they did     with the
finished tapes I never found out and didn't want to.  Three days later a
credit would appear in the Bahamian account.  It was gravy.

     There was one last thing I needed to provide a good cover, a woman
to pose as, or be, wife and mother.  A man living alone with so many young
children was bound to arouse suspicion even though our nearest neighbor
was two miles away.  The kids would have to be registered in school and
there would be questions, some of them difficult to answer.  I decided to
put an ad in the local paper for a housekeeper/nanny.

     The first response came from a young girl named Amy.  After a
brief telephone conversation I had her come to the house one Saturday
morning. She was a rather homely girl in a pretty sort of way, if that makes
any sense.  She was quite shapely, small breasts, slim hips, long, slender
legs of which her short skirt revealed a lot.  She said she was nineteen and
that she had moved to Denver from New Jersey, where her parents lived.
They were not well off and could not help her much, so she was on her
own. She told me that she loved kids and that she could cook.  I decided
she could be trusted so I approached her with my idea.

     "Amy, my kids really miss their mother, especially the older ones." 
She listened intently and kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, giving me a
clear glimpse of her light blue panties each time she changed posture.
"Would it bother you if they called you 'mon'?"

     She smiled, "Not at all, I'd probably like it.  Of course, if your oldest
is, what did you say, twelve?  I would have been awfully young to have had
him."  She laughed lightly, a nice, warm laugh.

     Just then the sisters, Linda and Lori, came in wearing, as usual, only
their nightshirts.  They plunked themselves down on the couch, one on
either side of me and put their feet up giving Amy a great view of their
pussies.  If she thought anything of it, she didn't reveal it, but I'm sure I saw
her eyes open a little wider.  She smiled at the girls and said, "Hi."  They
said 'hi' back.

     I liked her.  I hired her.   Five hundred a week plus room and board.
And, maybe, all the sex she could ever want.

     "If anyone asks, tell them that your twenty-nine.  I think you can
pass for that"

     After brief introductions to everyone I showed Amy what would be
her room. Sadie had wanted a roommate so I had moved her in with Jenny,
and Sadie's room became Amy's.  We decided to wait until she had moved
in to introduce her to the rest of the family.  She left to get her things
together and tie up some loose ends, saying she would move in the next
afternoon or evening.

     That night I finished the script of out first video.  I wasn't certain
that Amy would understand so I would have to figure a workaround that
problem until I could resolve it.  From the way she looked at Linda and Lori
I suspected she would go along, but I wanted to go slow and play it safe.

     The next morning after breakfast I gathered Sadie, Samantha,
Sandra, Linda and Lori in the family room and explained the script to them.
It was to be a visual piece, no sex to speak of, perhaps some touching, but
no hardcore.  The girls would be doing aerobic exercises to music, do a lot
of bending and leg spreading, I would run the camera and get a lot of
closeups.

     The girls dressed in Brownie outfits, white blouses and brown skirts,
white socks, black patent leather shoes and white underpants.  They looked
so cute in their little outfits I felt my desires building as I photographed each
one of them in turn.  I started at Sadie's feet and panned slowly up her
slender legs and body until I came to her pretty face.  She gave a big smile
as I zoomed out and moved to the next girl.

     The music started and the girls did jumping jacks.  Their little brown
skirts bounced and fluttered as they jumped up and down, giving frequent
glimpses of their panties.  I crouched low to the floor and shot upwards to
get even better views of their crotches.  After a few minutes Sandy stopped
and, wiping her brow, removed her blouse (all in the script). Her little pink
nipples were hard from rubbing against the material. Soon the other girls
followed suit and all five were topless, their flat little chests all tipped by
little pink nipples.

     Then came the bicycle.  They laid down on their backs, put their
hands on their hips and kicked their legs high into the air with the motion of
pedaling a bicycle.  Five beautiful little pantie-clad bottoms, each seen up
close as I zoomed in on them.  Another couple of minutes and Sadie stood
up and removed her skirt and went back to bicycling in just panties (shoes
and socks had come off before beginning).  Soon Linda and Lori
simultaneously took off their skirts, but didn't stop there.  They took off
their panties too, one after the other as I zoomed in on each one in turn
getting great closeups of their little pussies.

     Finally, Sam and Sandy took off everything too and Sadie dropped
her underpants as I photographed each one separately.  Then came
deep-knee bends.  Squat, knees apart, showing lots of pussy.  Next came
bend-over stretches.  Stand, feet wide apart, bend down touching right hand
to left foot, stand up, bend down touching left hand to right foot, and so on. 
This sequence was shot from the rear and I captured some excellent
closeups of pink little rosebud assholes.

     The music stopped and the girls just lay on the mat panting from
their activity.  Sadie was the first to speak.  "Daddy has a hard-on," she
observed, "we must be good."  She got up, came over to me and touched
the bulge in my shorts.  "Daddy, why don't you exercise with us?"

     My cock throbbed at the thought.  "All in good time, sweetheard, all
in good time."

     The script called for the girls, as they were lying on the mat, to
express curiosity about looking at each other's bodies.  They were supposed
to pull down their panties, lift their dresses and explore each other with
hands as well as eyes, and the video was to end on a note better things to
come.  When I started taping again they became curious alright.  Sam, in
love with her twin, didn't bother looking, but rolled over onto her and
planted a sloppy kiss smack on her mouth.  She moved her hand over
Sandy's body and slipped it into her crotch.  Sandy spread her legs as she
felt Sam's hand approach and allowed Sam to poke a finger into her vagina. 
The two little girls lay there Frenching each other, each fingering the other's
pussy and panting as the others looked on, getting hornier by the second.

     Lori had a hungry look in her eye and asked Sadie if she could play
with her cunt.  The three of them, Lori, Sadie and Linda quickly got a
menage- a-trois going, each girl kissing and licking the other's genitals. 
After some minutes they moved over to Sam and Sandy who were still
locked in an embrace, their tongues penetrating each other's lips, their little
hands busy in each other's crotch.  Sadie finally got them to stop and got
them to their knees.  They knelt with their pert little asses up in the air,
giving a clear path to either pussy or asshole.  Then Sadie, Lori and Linda
each took turns licking the two older girls' anuses. Soon, their little anal
puckers were shiny and slick with saliva.  They both moaned and squirmed
about at the stimulation of their rectal openings.   I zoomed in close to
capture their little assholes opening to admit each tongue in turn.  Sadie
poked her little tongue into her older sister's anus, twisted it around a bit,
then retracted it again and repeated the process several times.

     Linda and Lori then lay down in front of Sam and Sandy, opened
their legs and Sam and Sandy buried their faces in the crotches of their
newly acquired sisters.  Little Sadie stayed behind Sam and Sandy licking
first one's anus and then the other.  The four girls, all except Sadie, were
cumming and their pussies glistened with their little girl juices. Finally, they
stopped to rest, lying on their backs on the mat panting. I zoomed in on
each girl's cute, cum-streaked mouth one by one, panned down each naked
little body ending on their dripping twats.  Then I zoomed out to show all
five of them standing in a row, waving goodbye.

     I put down the camera and prepared to put the equipment away
when Sadie came over to me and asked if I wanted her to suck me.  What a
kid!  I was hard, of course, from having watched these five beautiful little
girls being very naughty and the truth was that I did want a blowjob.  I
looked at my watch, it was almost noon.  Amy had said afternoon or
evening. I dropped my shorts and Sadie put my cock into her little mouth
and began to suck it, her soft cheeks hollowing as she did so.

     "Sweetie,"  she kept sucking, but looked up at me with those big,
blue eyes, "let me lie down so I can lick you too."

     With my cock still buried inside her sucking mouth I lay down on
the floor and Sadie lay her little body on top of me.  Immediately, I drove
my tongue into her hairless little cunt, what was the point in foreplay, and
licked and sucked all the juice I could find out of it.  Suddenly, she took her
mouth off my prick and said, "Daddy, I'm going to pee."

     I didn't stop sucking her pussy as a powerful stream of little girl
urine hit the back of my throat.  I sucked and drank her delicious piss as it
flowed from her full bladder.  I wanted to climb right inside of the little hole
that was emitting this delicious fluid.  Just before her bladder was
completely empty the first blast of cum shot out of my dick into Sadie's
wonderful mouth.  She sucked deeply and swallowed each spurt as it hit the
roof of her mouth and emptied my balls.  My tongue still licking Sadie's
pussy, thighs, asshole, I glanced at the other girls on my right.  They were
sitting up, watching us, especially Sadie as her little head bobbed up and
down on my prick, each little twat being stroked by a little hand.

     I heard a whirring sound and turned my head to see Amy.  Jesus! 
She was holding the video camera and pointing it at Sadie and I, lying there
on the floor, sucking off each other.  A grown man and his little five year
old daughter.  My cock began to soften, out of fear I guess, even though
Sadie kept sucking.

     "A-amy," I stammered stupidly, my face streaked with Sadie's urine,
its taste still in my mouth, "wh-what are...where...shit!"

     She stopped taping, lowered the camcorder and smiled at me. 
"Looks like I stumbled into a real interesting situation here."

Subject: My Kids Ch. 12 (mf, ff, inc, pedo, etc.)

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   My Kids -- Chapter 12 / The Corporate Family

     When you're caught with your tongue in the vagina, and your cock
in the mouth, of your five year old daughter, there's not a hell of a lot you
can say. 'Oh, hi. I was hoping you'd drop by. We need to talk about those
bonds you put me into. Let me just finish my ejaculation and licking my
little girl's pussy and I'll be right with you. Make yourself at home.' Yeah,
right.

     I almost dumped Sadie on her head as I stumbled to my feet,
grabbing a towel to cover myself. Amy just stood there, sort of grinning,
but not saying anything. I suspect she was enjoying my embarassment, or
should I say 'em-bare-ass-ment'? I was wondering if she now intended to
blackmail me. If so, what would I do about it? Pay her? Kill her?

     "M-m-mind if I get dressed, Amy?"

     "Aw, shy all of a sudden? Drop the towel and let me see you." That
was a surprise.

     I did. Standing there, my flaccid prick, still leaking a little cum and
little girl saliva, dangling helplessly. She walked over to me and took my
soft dick in her hand and, looking me straight in the eyes, said, "I'm going to
like it here." She put the hand to her mouth and licked off the streak of cum
that had leaked onto it. Another surprise... maybe.

     "Amy!" Sam and Sandy shouted in unison and ran to where we
were standing. Each child grabbed her around the waist and gave her a
squeeze. It didn't bother them that she was holding their father's cock. She
smiled and caressed the face of each girl. "Hi, girls. Promise that you'll let
me play next time." The girls giggled and said, "You bet."

     She was full of surprises. There were even greater ones to come.
She let me go and said, "Go ahead, get dressed. I'll wait."

     After cleaning up and dressing I helped Amy unload her stuff and
got her settled in her new home. Afterwards the two of us went for a walk
and I spelled out the entire scheme to her, including how the decision had
been made. I told her about legally adopting Linda and Lori, omitting that
the papers were forged. I did tell her the truth about Jenny and Juanita and
their violently abusive parents. I left out the part about having killed
Juanita's father and his friends.

     "Tell me about the videos you intend to make," she prodded.

     "Well, I'd planned to make only straight nudist type videos. You
know, just naked kids playing, exercising, and so on. But things got a little
out of hand and we kind of slipped into kiddie-porn films, but no crazy
stuff, the pissing started quite accidentally. We might add some more of
that, though. Otherwise, oral and genital sex, nothing else."

     "No anal?" she asked. "There's a good market for anal sex and for
some bondage and light S & M." Shit! This kid really was full of surprises.
"In fact, pissing, shitting and enemas can make lots of money too as can sex
with animals, especially if the participants are young, real young."

     I looked at this nineteen year old girl and wondered where she had
acquired all this knowledge of kinky sex. I pondered the idea of eating my
little girls' shit and recalled my fantasy from just a few weeks earlier. I
remembered having gotten quite aroused at the idea of entering little Lori's
asshole and, licking the shit from the walls of her colon squeezing through
her intestines. I remembered getting very hard as I ate my way through a
soft, mushy turd that blocked my progress. Now I added to that fantasy by
having Lori shit me out into Amy's mouth. I saw myself inside Lori's
intestine, fighting against the force the little girl was applying to thrust me
out. I was covered in her shit, moving down and around, then down again.
Down, down through her colon toward her anus, pinned at the front end of
a turd on its way out. The darkness in front of me was oppressive, the
steamy warmth of the little girl's insides dredging up long-lost memories of
the womb. I saw an opening in front of me slowly enlarging, it was Lori's
sphincter parting to permit the turd, and me, to exit her body. As I was
thrust into the light I saw in front of me a huge dark cavern, a tongue, lips,
teeth. Damn! I was being shit into someone's mouth. I was nearly ecstatic
with lust as...

     "Hey! Come back," Amy shook my arm as she spoke.

     "Oh, sorry, I was daydreaming, I guess." I wasn't just daydreaming,
I was formulating another script. "SHIT-EATING MOM" starring Amy.

     "Well," she asked me, "what do you think?"

     "Of what?"

     "My idea."

     "I guess I didn't really hear you, sorry."

     "I said," she went on, "how about letting me work on some of the
scripts with you and maybe take part in some of the videos? I've had a few
film classes."

     I couldn't believe my ears. This very attractive (in a homely sort of
way, remember?) young girl wanted to have sex with me and my kids.

     "I'd like that," I told her, "I'd like that a lot and I could use the help."

     We walked back to the house, hand in hand, looking as normal as
though we'd been discussing a picnic for the weekend and not a series of
kiddie- porn debauchery.

     Amy made a great dinner that night, try cooking for twelve people,
and afterwards she sat down with each of the kids when the opportunity
arose. She made friends with all of them and within a week they would all
be calling her 'mom'. By ten all the kids were in bed and Amy and I sat
alone in the kitchen, sharing a few quiet moments over a cup of coffee.

     "Tell me some of the scenarios you're thinking about," she began,
"and then I'll give you some of my ideas."

     I began to describe the three scenarios I had already sketched out.
Amy sipped her coffee and listened intently.

     Scenario One -- Gametime -------------

     Four little girls wearing cute little skirts, about mid-thigh length,
white blouses, white knee socks and patent leather shoes are sitting in a
circle on the floor playing a game. They are wiggling around so that they
frequently show their white cotton underpants. After a couple of minutes
one of them starts the chant 'I see London, I see France,' etc. and soon they
are all singing it. The youngest one, probably Linda, stands up, pulls off her
panties, puts them on the floor and sits on them and says, 'Now you can't
see my underpants.' This little game continues as each girl in turn takes off
her panties and when they are all pantyless they start daring each other to
take something else off.

     Of course, they all wind up totally naked and get busy exploring
each others bodies. They explore with eyes, hands and eventually mouths
and before long each girl will have stuck her tongue into the pussy and
asshole of every other girl.

     The conflict will be their older brother who walks in on them, spies
on them and starts jacking himself off. When they begin their oral adven-
tures he decides to join them. He makes each one of them suck his cock
and he sucks each little pussy. The whole thing will end when he cums and
fills one or more of the girls' mouth with semen. The video will end on a
closeup on the mouth with the most cum in it.

     "Cute," said Amy, "but boring."

     "Hard to please, aren't you?" I faked a frown at her.

     "It has to be hard to please," she quipped back, "go ahead."

     Scenario Two -- Bathtime

     I am in the shower when Jenny walks in saying that all the other
toilets are full and she has to go real bad. She drops her panties and hoists
herself onto the seat and shits. When I see the pee starting to exit her twat
as she pisses after her shit, I start to get hard. She notices and starts to wipe
herself and flush the toilet. 'Don't wipe,' I tell her, 'come in here with me.'
She gets off the toilet and joins me in the shower, grabbing my cock as she
gets in. I pick her up and put her dirty little butt up to my face and lick her
asshole clean. I lick up the crack, across the anus, the inner surface of each
soft, smooth cheek, and poke my tongue deep into her rectum. When her
ass is completely clean, I lower her to the floor and she begins to suck my
cock. Before long, her best friend, Stephanie, comes looking for her. When
she sees Jenny with my cock in her mouth she...

     "Got any pot?" Amy interrupted my narration. "Or maybe acid?"

     "No," I said. Dammit, she really knew how to break your
concentration. I was just getting hard thinking about what Steffi...

     "I was just thinking," she continued, "shit goes down easier if you're
stoned...in fact, everything does." She giggled at her warped humor.

     "I don't know, Amy, that might be inviting trouble." I hadn't had a
joint in almost fifteen years and I was a bit concerned about the kids and the
law.

     "Look," Amy went on, "I know a connection in Denver. He owes
me a favor and he'll get me a good price on a lid, maybe I can even
convince him to let me have it for nothing. How about I call him to find
out?"

     "Oh, why not."

     She walked over to the telephone, her pert asscheeks rubbing each
other as she went. I stroked my erection through my pants watching her.
She punched up the number.

     "Lyle, this is Amy...yeah, me too...really?...when?...good for you,
I'm glad to hear it...listen, Lyle, I need a favor...of course not, you know
what I mean...a full pack...right...the sooner the better...tomorrow?...
great!...ok, I'll see you there for lunch...bye, Lyle, you're a doll... Lyle?...I
need a few sheets too, o.k.?" She hung up the phone.

     "I take it that was Lyle," I was trying to be funny.

     Ignoring my humor she said, "He's my stepbrother," guess the joke
wasn't all that funny, "we're meeting for lunch tomorrow and he'll have a
full lid and several sheets of acid. I need four hundred bucks."

     "No problem, is that enough?"

     "No way. He's giving me the dope, but he just told me he's getting
married and I'd like to buy him a gift."

     I noticed that the top three buttons of her blouse were undone and
that she wore no bra. Most of each breast was exposed and one beautiful,
pink nipple peeked out from time to time from beneath the thin material
stretched across its tip.

     "Want to see them?" she asked.

     "Uh, I'm sorry for staring," jeez, what a stupid thing to say, what
was wrong with 'yes'? "It's just that...well, it's been..."

     "A long time," she finished the sentence for me, "yeah, I know."

     She unbuttoned the blouse completely and slowly, sensually
removed it. Her pretty, little tits pointed straight up at me, each tipped with
a lovely, pink nipple. She stood up and unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to
the floor. Putting her hands on her hips and parting her legs slightly, she
stood there, looking at me. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her
sexy blue silk panties and lowered them, the material stretching as she
pulled them down over her buttocks. For the first time in many years I
looked at a patch of hair covering the pubis, at tits that had shape and
well-formed, erect nipples.

     "Now you," she said, smiling at me as she rolled one erect nipple
between thumb and forefinger and put the other hand in her crotch.

     I stood up, undid my pants and let them drop to the floor. She
watched my cock swing out of my shorts toward her. I put my hand around
the shaft and moved to her. Her mouth met mine and our tongues
entwined. She took the hand from around my cock and placed it on her
mound, letting me feel her wetness. Then she put her hand back onto my
shaft and began stroking it slowly. We stood there, kissing and masturbating
each other, for several minutes.

     "Let's move into my bedroom," I panted.

     "No, let's stay here, it's so nicely perverted to be doing this here."

     We were in the middle of the kitchen floor for crying out loud, with
the lights on, both of us panting like hell. I kissed her neck, kissed and
licked her soft shoulders, let my mouth drift down the front of her body
until I was between her breasts. I moved to the right nipple, stroking it
lightly with my tongue, then again, then again, until finally I pulled it
between my lips and sucked. I opened my mouth wider and sucked again
until her whole tit was inside my mouth, my tongue flicking back and forth
across the nipple.

     She was moaning now and her cunt was beginning to drip onto the
hand with which I had been stroking her outer lips. Now, I pressed a finger
between those soft folds of flesh and pushed into her vagina. She was very
wet and was well on the way to cumming. I fucked the finger in and out of
her twat, gently grazing the inner wall of her canal as I did so.

     I had moved to the other breast and had suckled it as I had the first.
Now, I moved further down, licking and kissing past her navel, into her
pubis with its light coat of hair, until I felt the top of her slit.

     "Give me your cock," she panted, reaching for it with one hand.

     She lay back on the floor with her legs parted and I dropped on top
of her, lowering my cock to her open mouth. She grabbed it and pulled the
head into her mouth and started to suck voraciously. I lowered my head to
her pussy and began to lick around her clitoris as she squeezed my cock
with her lips and tongue and pulled it deeper into her mouth. I reached into
her asscrack with the finger I had gotten well-lubricated in her vagina and
pushed it into her anus. She squeezed her lips tighter around my cock as she
felt the finger slipping into her asshole, but kept sucking. I licked the length
of her twat and pushed my tongue deep into it. Her hips squirmed as I
licked the inner folds of her pussy, sucking up the salty juices leaking from
it.

     Suddenly, I felt a stream of hot liquid hitting my ass. I stopped and
turned to see what was happening. There was Stephanie, her nightgown
pulled up around her waist, pissing all over my ass. Her urine was running
down the crack of my ass, cascading over my balls, down the shaft of my
cock, straight onto Amy's face. She stopped sucking my cock and opened
her mouth to catch what she could of Steffi's golden flow.

     "Hey!" I panted, "What are you doing here?"

     Steffi giggled as she dribbled the last of her pee onto my ass. "I got
up to pee and heard some noise down here so I came down to see. Amy
told me to do it."

     I rolled off Amy and took Steffi by the hand. I pulled her to me and
licked the remaining drops of her golden cum from her hairless pussy.

     "What about me?" cried Amy, still lying on the floor, her face and
hair soaked with Steffi's piss. "Do you guys mind if I cum too?"

     She reached for Steffi's hips and pulled her ass toward her face.
When she was closer Amy sat up and, parting Steffi's buttcheeks with both
hands, pushed her tongue into Steffi's anus.

     "If you're going to take my little girl's asshole, then let me have
yours," I said.

     Amy stopped licking Steffi's butthole and got onto her hands and
knees and told Stef to do the same in front of her. I watched as Amy
resumed licking my daughter's asshole and poked her tongue into the little
girl's rectum. My cock was plenty lubricated from Amy's slurping mouth
and Steffi's urine. I put the head at the entrance of Amy's asshole and
pushed firmly in. Little by little her sphincter gave way and admitted my
cock. I had never fucked anyone up the ass before and hadn't even begun to
guess how tight it might be. I thrust into her again and my cock slipped in a
bit further. I spit on my hand and lubricated the shaft of my prick and
pushed it in still further. When it was in about four inches it stopped. I
pulled out an inch and thrust forward again. It slipped in only the same inch
I had just released. It wouldn't go any further so I continued the same
motion, out a couple of inches, in a couple of inches, her sphincter biting at
my shaft every second.

     Steffi was wiggling her hips all around and Amy was having a hard
time keeping her mouth glued to her asshole. The three of us were
alternately moaning and panting and gasping for air as we all neared our
orgasms. I felt Amy's sphincter close tightly around my cock and with
almost no warning I came. My semen shot into Amy's rectum with such
tremendous force that the recoil nearly pushed me out of her. I held it in
and fired four more strong streams of sperm into her. Then I let my cock, a
mess of cum and shit, slip out of her asshole.

     Amy stopped licking Stef's asshole and turned around. She took my
dirty prick and licked it up and down the shaft and finally slipped her lips
over the head. Steffi also turned around and began doing Amy the favor she
had been doing for her. I almost came again as I saw Steffi's little tongue,
coated with my semen, streaked with brown from Amy's rectum. The little
girl pulled it into her sweet mouth and when she extended it for more, it
was clean.

     We sat there for quite a while, Amy sucking my nearly flaccid cock
and Steffi licking the ooze from Amy's asshole. Finally, Steffi announced
that she was tired and wanted to go back to bed.

     "I love you daddy," she said as she planted a big, sloppy kiss on my
mouth, "I love you too, mommy." She kissed Amy too scampered off to
bed.

     "Brush your teeth," I shouted after her, "twice."

     Amy looked at me and smiled, her brown eyes glistening. "No one's
ever called me mom before."

     "I think I'll hit the sack too?" I told her.

     "Are you sleepy?"

     "Not really."

     "Horny?"

     "Yes, but tired."

     "Then finish telling me about the video scripts, maybe I can make
some suggestions," she grinned, "if you're big male ego can take it."

     Ignoring the slap I resumed the interrupted narrative I had begun
earlier. "Well, if you remember, Jenny was sucking my cock in the shower
and Steffi walked in." I looked for a nod from Amy, got it and went on.
"She says she has to pee and I get an idea. Jenny and I get out of the
shower and I lie down on the floor. Jenny squats over my face and impales
her anus on my tongue as Stef stands on my chest, her pussy aimed at
Jenny's mouth. She shoots the contents of her bladder into Jenny's face and
mouth and Jenny licks and sucks her pussy afterwards. Then Stephanie
kneels, still on my chest, her asshole at just the right height for Jenny to slip
her tongue into. Steffi sucks my cock and Jenny joins her in sucking the
cum out of me. The video closes with closeups of two cum-filled mouths
and fades out on two little, winking rosebud assholes.

     "Better," said Amy, "you said you had three."

     "The third one isn't really planned out yet, but the star will be
Juanita, it will involve all of us and will include some bondage, some
bathroom activities and lots of oral sex. Juanita will be tied up and everyone
will use her for various sex acts and as a toilet...it was her suggestion, you
know. I'd never force any of them to do something they didn't want or like
for a video."

     "I could tell by the way Steffi joined us without hesitating," she said.

Subject: My Kids - Ch 13 (mf,ff,pedo,b&g)

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 My Kids -- Chapter 13 / The Corporate Activities

     The next morning Amy left for Denver to meet her friend, Lyle.  I
had given her the cash and a credit card with instructions to buy some
costumes for the kids to use in the videos.  I was uneasy about her bringing
in drugs, but I wanted her to stay too badly to say no.  And besides, I
believe marijuana should have been legal all along.  Paula and I had smoked
it, quite a bit in fact, while I was in college before we got married.  My
concerns were legal, not moral.  Acid I could take or leave, but was not
concerned about it either.

     She returned just before dinner with a lid, several sheets of lsd a
trunk- load of clothes and the back seat piled to the roof.  There were at
least four costumes for each of the girls, many of them interchangeable, and
a couple for Steven.  She had gotten exercise tights, ballet costumes, bikinis,
pretty dresses, shoes, shorts, pyjamas and night gowns and, of course,
panties in every color imaginable.

     After we ate, I set up the video equipment and suddenly it was like
Christmas with kids opening up packages, ooh-ing and ah-ing, and trying on
new outfits.  Of course, no one bothered to leave the room to change. They
all just tried on one outfit after another right there in front of everybody,
stripping to the skin to try on 'that pretty red dress' or 'those cute little blue
panties'.

     It was difficult to get any serious taping done with so many cute
little, naked bodies to focus on so I decided to have a fashion show.  One
by one, the girls would prance out before the camera and show off their
clothes and their bodies.

     I turned on the lights, the music started and the show began.  First
was Sadie, we decided to go from youngest to oldest.  She was naked as the
camera picked her up and zoomed in on her feet and panned up her nubile
little five year old body, lingering on her pussy which she displayed by
opening her legs wide and spreading her tiny labia with two fingers. I
zoomed in on her pinhole urethra and the little pussy hole beneath it. As I
paused on her sex she turned around and gave a beautiful rear view beaver
shot, bending over, both hands pulling her smooth ass cheeks apart. Her
little asshole winked at the camera as if to say, 'lick me, suck me.' She
turned around again and I panned up the rest of her body, her flat chest and
tiny, pink nipples and stopped on her beautiful face.  She opened her mouth
slightly and licked her lips and mouthed the words, 'fuck my mouth.'  I
almost creamed my jeans over seeing my sexy little girl being so naughty. 
She slowly dressed, pink panties, short black skirt, white blouse, white socks
and black shoes, the footwear put on while sitting thus showing lots of pink
panty underneath her skirt. When she was fully dressed she pranced back
and forth a couple of times, twirling to raise the skirt above her ass, then she
bowed to the camera, blew it a kiss, and disappeared into the dark.

     Linda, Lori, Samantha and Sandra all came out together.  I was
unaware that Amy had also purchased several pairs of rubber panties and
these four were wearing them and nothing else.  They were sucking their
thumbs and looked younger than their six and seven years.  Instead of
getting dressed and parading for the camera, they began to touch each
other. First, Linda put a finger on each Samantha's nipples and rubbed them
softly in small circles, making them stand up.  Then Sam did the same to
Linda.  Lori took Sandra's hand and pushed it inside her rubber pants.  It
came out wet.  Sandy knelt and pulled Lori's pants down and a torrent of
yellow liquid gushed down Lori's legs, splashing Sandy's face and chest.

     I zoomed in on Lori's cunt, the piss still streaming from it, as Sandra
opened her mouth, caught the stream and followed it to its source.  She
held her mouth open a few inches from Lori's twat, swallowing the piss as
her mouth filled with it.  When the stream stopped she put her mouth
directly over Lori's dripping pussy and licked the remaining drops of urine
from it.  Then she licked up and down the insides of Lori's thighs, gathering
much of the piss that had splashed there.  I was getting quite excited and
was having trouble holding the camera still.  I could feel pre-cum wetting
my shorts.

     Sam and Linda had been watching their sisters and looked at each
other, smiling.  Sam nodded and Linda dropped to her knees and dropped
Samantha's rubber pants.  Linda licked Sam's little slit up and down,
slipping her tongue in and out of the tiny little piss-hole at the front of Sam's
pussy.  Sam's body shivered as she began to pee and Linda got a mouthful
of little girl pee.  She swallowed and kept drinking the liquid offerings of
Samantha's bladder until it stopped.  Then, like Sandy had done to her
sister, she licked Sam's pee-hole until no residue of piss remained. Then the
two piss-drinkers kissed the pissers on the mouth so they, too, could taste
their own sweet urine.

     After they had finished I glanced at Amy.  She was grinning and
had Jenny on her lap, rubbing her between the legs.  This golden shower
business must have been her idea, I know I didn't think of it, but the kids
seemed to really have fun doing it.  This surprised me a little, but Susie and
Juanita, the next pair to come on, surprised me even more.

     They entered from opposite sides of the 'stage' wearing white shorts
and t-shirts.  The t-shirts came off in three seconds as Susie almost at once
started sucking Juanita's little brown nipples.  As they hardened they turned
almost white.  As the two ten-year-olds kissed, their tongues exploring the
depths of each others' mouths, Susie unzipped Juanita's shorts and pulled
them down.  Nita stepped out of them as Susie got to her knees and pressed
her face into Nita's ass-crack.  As I zoomed in on the action, Susie pressed
her tongue into Nita's anus, licking up and down the pucker to get it wet
and slick.  After several such licks Susie pushed her tongue into the hole,
past the sphincter and into Nita's warm rectum.  Nita, still standing, bent
forward and pushed her ass into Susie's face.  Susie pushed her tongue still
deeper into Nita's shithole and started fucking in and out.  Juanita closed her
eyes and weaved her ass to and fro as Susie sucked and licked at her colon.

     Suddenly, Juanita said, "get ready".  Susie withdrew her tongue and
laid down on her back.  Juanita squatted and placed her asshole directly
over Susie's wide-open mouth.  Susie was rubbing Juanita's little clit as she
watched the little Mexican girl's anal pucker.  Soaking a finger with saliva,
Susie rubbed it around Nita's anus and pushed it slightly in. When she
withdrew it, it was followed by a small, brown turd.  Susie pulled herself up
to it and actually licked the turd up one side, down the other, and then took
the end of it into her mouth and sucked it like a cock.  When the turd began
to taper she took it out of her mouth, put her hand around and waited for it
to be released by Nita's asshole.  The sphincter closed over the end of it and
it fell into Susie's hand.  She placed it on her chest, smashed it and rubbed it
on her little titties, her stomach, her crotch, her legs, anywhere she could
reach.  Then she smashed her face into Juanita's asscrack and licked the
asshole clean.

     Juanita got off Susie and turned around to face her.  She lowered
her head to Susie's chest and began licking her own shit off Susie's tits. She
licked the little titties, Susie's stomach, her thighs and finished by licking the
shit off her hairless little crotch.  Then she lowered her own body into
contact with Susie's, they wrapped their arms around each other and rolled
about the floor, mashing what shit remained on Susie's body between them. 
Finally, both girls looked directly at the camera, held their little pussies open
and smiled, shit on their lips, teeth and tongues.

     I couldn't take anymore.  The whole room smelled of piss and shit
and I actually liked it.  I shut off the camera and dived down to join the two
shit-covered pre-teens, stripping off my clothes as I went.  I kissed both of
their dirty, shitty mouths, tasting Nita's shit and loving it. I kissed their little
shit-covered titties, Susie's pink nipples and Juanita's brown ones, and loved
it.  I sucked and licked their shit- covered little twats and assholes and loved
it.  Susie was the first to speak.

     "Daddy," she said, "I think I have to poop."

     I was on my back in seconds and watching my daughter's asshole
slowly descending toward my mouth.  Juanita began to suck my cock and
squeeze my balls as I extended my tongue to touch it to my little girl's anal
pucker.  Susie was pushing her sweet little anus out to shit, then pulling it
back in, then out, then in, as I licked her tasty hole. I pushed my tongue as
deeply into her rectum as I could and licked the inner walls of her colon.

     I was unable to see Juanita's mouth on my cock, but it felt as though
as my entire member was inside her hot little mouth.  The head was being
squeezed tightly and I was sure it was buried deep in her throat. I could hear
the sucking sounds she was making as she bobbed her lovely head up and
down, sending shivers through my body.

     I felt something warm and soft move into the tip of my tongue
inside Susie's rectum and knew that a turd was working its way down her
colon. I retracted my tongue and used my hands to spread her ass cheeks as
far apart as I could get them.  When I saw the brown tip of a turd make its
appearance at the widening opening I opened my mouth and waited.  It
came out quickly because of the slippery saliva coating her sphincter and
dropped straight into my mouth.  I bit it in two, chewed and swallowed the
part still my mouth and smeared the rest on Susie's chest.  Then I sucked
and licked her little asshole until all of her shit was in my mouth or on my
tongue.

     "Can either of you pee right now?" I asked them.

     "I can," they both said.

     "Sadie," I called, "finish what Juanita is doing."

     The little five year old ran over and her tiny mouth replaced
Juanita's on my cock.  I was ready to cum, but I wanted to drink the girls'
piss first.

     Susie knelt to my right, Juanita to my left and both girls pulled apart
their little cunts and started pissing right on my face.  I opened my mouth,
trying to catch as much of the delicious little girl cum as I could.  I kept
turning my head first to one stream, then to the other, filling my mouth with
piss, swallowing, filling it again, swallowing again.  When both had finished
I licked the hairless pee-holes clean, finishing with a sloppy French kiss on
each pussy.

     I looked down just in time to see my first shot of semen shoot
straight into Sadie's talented mouth.  She put the head back into her mouth
and took the remaining five spurts right into the back of her throat.  She
sucked my cock for at least five minutes after I had finished cumming and
when she stopped, she lifted her mouth off my prick and said, "Daddy,
look!"  She opened her mouth wide and there was my entire load of semen,
resting in her mouth.  She closed her little mouth, swallowed and opened it
again to show that it was gone.

     "Can I pee now?" she asked.

     I wasn't sure I could drink any more piss, two loads already plus my
little girl's shit, but Amy came to the rescue.

     "Of course you can, sweetie, come here."

     She picked up little Sadie and held her high telling her to open her
legs wide so Amy could put her mouth over her pee-hole.  She lowered the
little twat to her mouth just as Sadie began to piss and began to drink. 
Much of it ran out the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin to
her beautiful tits.  When Sadie was finished and Amy had licked her little
cunt dry, Sadie cleaned off Amy's face and titties by licking her own pee
off.

     I put my arms around my two still shit-stained children and hugged
them to my body.  "I love you girls, everyone of you."

     That night as I lay in bed with Amy I pondered what had happened. 
None of this had been planned or even considered by me, it had all begun
with Amy.  I felt myself sinking into a world of depravity and perversion
and wondering where it would end.  Would the kids continue to like this
weird stuff or would they become increasingly disgusted by it?  I wondered
about Amy.  Where had she learned this kind of thing?  Had she always
been like this?  Was she just kinky?  Or sick?

     "What's the matter?"

     Perhaps I had been thinking aloud or rolling around.  It was Amy.

     "I was just thinking about tonight," I told her, "I've never done
anything like that before."

     "You liked it, though, didn't you?" she asked, apparently sincerely.

     "I guess that what bothers me," I answered her, "I liked it...no, I
loved it.  It was the most perverted thing I've ever done and I loved every
minute of it and want to do it again."

     "Are you willing to try other kinky things too?" she persisted.

     "I guess so, as long as no torture or pain is involved."

     "Charles," she looked straight into my eyes in the nearly dark room,
"I love you and I love your children.  I know that most people would never
understand what we're doing and that's o.k..  Shit, I don't understand most
of them are doing either.  All I know and care about is that I want to stay
with you and the kids forever, if you'll have me."

     I put my arms around her and pulled her to me.

     "I love you, too."  I said.

     We fell asleep in each other's arms, naked, serene and in love.

     The next morning seemed the same as every other morning.  A
bunch of naked and half-dressed kids in the kitchen, in and out of the
bathrooms, all going through their morning routines as usual.  I watched
everyone closely for any sign of being uncomfortable, ill at ease, or nervous
about what had happened the night before.  I saw none.  Susie and Nita
came down together and each gave me a kiss and gave no sign of concern
for having been awash in piss and shit just a few hours earlier.  My mind
was completely put at ease when Sadie came in, totally naked, and asked
Amy, "Will you drink my pee again, Amy and can I drink yours sometime?"

     It was obvious that everything was going to be alright.

