Chicago must be the Cuckold Capital of the world. As a bull, finding a steady supply of delicious married pussy to enjoy was easy in this town, but the one thing I was not prepared for was the number of parents who wanted me to fuck their kids. My passage to bald pussy paradise and self-anointed first President of the Parent Cuckold Club of Greater Chicago began innocently enough one afternoon in the corporate gym.

I work as a broker for a large company that trades on the Chicago Mercantile Exchange. I mean it's huge. We have over 3,000 employees in a mega-office complex on South Wacker Drive (yeah, name seems about right). Commodities trading can be stressful, especially if you make a microsecond mistake and cost a client millions. As a result, we have a massive fitness center in the basement where I burn off the day's tension once the exchange closes.

I'm a bit of a gym rat. At thirty-four years of age, I stand six feet, two inches tall, and I'm pretty ripped. My routine is long and brutal, and when I finish, I need a hot shower before I head out to the clubs to get laid. Oftentimes guys approach me in the showers for one of two things. They either want to suck my cock (or ask me to fuck them) - um, sorry, not my thing. Or, they want me to bang their wives or girlfriends. Now those latter offers I rarely turn down. What's my secret? A fairly thick, eight inch cock that swings like an Italian salami in a deli window.

My journey to pervy-ville began about one year ago on a Monday afternoon after a particularly wicked trading day. This guy I recognized as one of the company's senior brokers, a mid-forties conservative businessman type, eyed my shaved pecker and smooth balls up and down as I was soaping up. I knew that look well, and I also knew some kind of proposal was coming right behind it. When the showers cleared out, leaving just Bill Snowe and me alone, he coughed nervously.

I gave him a slight nod, a disarming signal that I was at least receptive to what he had on his mind. He came a little closer and stammered his words for a couple of seconds before getting to his point.

"Mike, um, I hear you like to take care of other men's wives and all..." he whispered, looking about to make sure no one else had intruded on us.

At least he wasn't asking to gobble Mighty Mr. Johnson right there, so he had my attention. I simply nodded as I began rinsing off.

"I'd like you to come to my place, tonight if possible, and fuck my girl," he belted out, nervously. His face became bright red as if he suddenly regretted making the offer.

I had seen his wife at a couple of company parties, and I recalled she was pretty hot for an early-forties woman. She was a stereotypical soccer mom with long blonde hair, nice medium-sized firm-looking tits, and a great ass that she wasn't shy about shaking in front of other men while Bill was nearby. A typical cuckold gig if I ever saw one. Thinking about her made my cock start to rise like dough in the oven. I grinned.

"Why, I'd be happy to bury this cock in that sweet pussy, Bill."

He looked down at my semi-hard dick and gulped.

"I can drive you to our home when you finish dressing. She'll be there waiting," he moaned, still staring at my now-raging prick.

The Snowes had money, and they lived in a nice brick colonial in Highland Park, definitely not the slums of Chicago. When we entered the palatial home through the garage, he called out to his wife.

"Geri, I'm here with Mike Dunham!"

His voice was loud and excited, and it left no doubt in my mind this whole thing was set up in advance; cuckolds usually planned well. I expected her to meet us in the living room in some sexy lingerie, as many such wives would, so I was surprised when she walked in wearing a conservative gray business outfit. She was stunning as usual, despite her less-than-sexy attire. Every curve of that hot woman was on parade. I smiled as I looked her up and down.

"Hello, Geri. We've met at a few office functions," I smiled, giving her a hug.

"It's so nice of you to come over tonight, Mike," she whispered in my ear as we embraced. She gave my earlobe a little tug with her teeth, causing my prick to do a hand stand in my trousers.

She looked at her husband. "I just got home with Sam. She's putting her school books away, but she'll be right down."

I didn't know the Snowes had kids, but that explained why mom didn't push the "fuck me right now" routine just yet. I figured they would be dropping their daughter off at someone's home and then the boinking would begin. As we made small talk in the living room, I heard footsteps descending the center hall stairs. A second or two later, a young girl appeared in a short pink skirt, white button down top, with one long ponytail holding her blonde hair in place. She was very cute and had mom's button nose, dimples, blue eyes, and bright white smile.

"Mike, this is Samantha, our fourth grader," Bill said, introducing us.

"Nice to meet you, honey," I reached and shook her hand.

As I did, I could not help but notice the nine-year-old had no bra, and the thin white blouse failed to hide her budding mounds. They were 100% nipple, dark pink and puffy, two-inch in diameter areolas. They rose like small hills on her otherwise flat chest, the very beginnings of hormonal changes that within a year would render two little nectarines ready for plucking.

"Hiya, Mr. Mike," she giggled.

The Snowes invited me to sit on a long sofa. Geri and Bill sat on either side of me, but it felt a little too close under the circumstances. I expected Sam would scoot off to a neighbor's house, but she sat directly across from us on a love seat, no more than four feet away. Her small skirt rode up her skinny bare thighs. With no warning at all, Geri did something that gave me an instant chill. She leaned in to me and kissed my neck. Then, her hand landed on my lap, massaging my bulge.

"What? Geri, what are you doing? Sam is right there," I whispered, my voice panicked. I turned my face to hers, glaring my discomfort.

She kissed my mouth as her hand got even busier on my dick. My body reacted with little thought, despite how fucked up this seemed at the moment. My cock began aching in my pants as her tongue slid into my mouth. As Geri kissed me, I felt Bill's hand unzipping my pants. I was about to protest because things were escalating to a taboo level I had never experienced before, when from the corner of my eye, I spied little Sam finger fucking her bald slit on the love seat. Her legs were splayed open wide, and her fingers were busily dipping in and out her wet mound, her pink panties in a bunch on one ankle.

"What the fuck is going on?" I moaned as my cock came out, a rush of cool air surrounding the shaft. "Why is Sam here? I thought you wanted me to do your wife?" I asked Bill.

"No, I said I wanted you to fuck my girl. I meant Samantha," he moaned just before he took my cock in his mouth, sucking me to a hardness I have never been before.

I laid back and groaned as I contemplated what was happening. Suddenly both mom and dad were taking turns sloppily sucking my adult cock, while their preteen daughter watched, furiously diddling her cunny. Sam was moaning and sighing as she worked her pussy like a woman.

"Has she ever been fu---?" I started to ask, but the little sprite giggled and cut me off.

"I've been sucking cock since I was two, and fucking at six. My daddy told me all about that yummy cock of yours, so I knew I just had to have it!"

The little tart stood up and untied her ponytail, letting her blonde mop spill around her shoulders. She stripped naked and modeled her sexy nine-year-old body for me. She was insanely hot. Her pussy was hairless and swollen, lips full and pouty, slick and glistening with fuck fluids. Her baby ass was amazing, two firm cheeks with a cute curve at the top, enhancing the arch in her lower back.

She knelt in front of me, pushed mom and dad to the side, looked up into my eyes with a grin, and then she took my entire eight inch cock in her mouth. There was no hesitation, no gag, no pause. My dick went into her throat on the first slurp. All the while she sucked me, she looked in my eyes with a twinkle.

"Suck Mr. Mike's prick, baby. Show him what a good cocksucker you are!" Geri prodded her daughter.

"Hmmmph! Mmmmmm. Hmmmph," she moaned on my stiff rod.

"Isn't she the best cocksucker you've ever had?" Bill asked, nudging my arm.

I looked at both parents, not sure if I should scold them and get the fuck out of there, or if I should thank them and move in permanently. The darling slurped, licked, sucked, moaned, kissed and fisted my shaft.

"She's fucking amazing," I groaned, caressing her hair now as she worked my cock like a pornstar.

Bill and Geri began stripping off my clothes, being careful not to interrupt the torrid blowjob their fourth grader was giving me. Within minutes I was nude and standing up. Sam was on her knees servicing me, her head bobbing, hair flying about.

"We want you to fuck Sam. Give it to her hard and deep, Mike. She has the finest pussy in Chicago," Bill urged me.

Fuck, at this point in time I was committed. The forbidden nature of this entire scene was so intense, so erotic, that I would have fucked the family dog if they asked me to. I pulled my cocksucking princess from my shaft, eliciting a playful pout. A string of saliva connected my cock to her lips for a few seconds before it collapsed into a drool on the darling's chin. I lifted her up, all seventy pounds. In my muscular arms, she was like a rag doll. I kissed her hot, eager mouth as I wrapped her tiny legs around my waist.

"I'm gonna fuck you standing up, and I'm not gentle," I moaned in her ear.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, but as I slid her down slowly, she was barely able to hold on with her fingers linked together behind my neck. Geri knelt in front of us and grabbed my throbbing shaft, pushing the big, puffy mushroom head into Sam's bald fuckmound. The little slut moaned on contact. I eased her down onto my prick, the entire length swallowed up by her tight, wet cunny.

"AAAAAAhhhhhhg," she grunted as her pussy went balls deep.

Hell, I may as well have been porking a Chihuahua as tight as she was. Her pussy grabbed my pole with a death grip, but the hot wetness from her fuckhole encouraged me to begin pumping. I held her in my arms and began sliding her entire body up and down, slowly at first, feeling her pussy open up even more. Her juices flowed freely, and this little cumslut began to wail in pleasure.

As I fucked her daughter in the center of their luxurious living room, Geri knelt below and licked my cock and balls, devouring all the pussy cream Sam could produce. Bill got behind me and slid his tongue in my ass cheeks, rimming my butthole at the same time. This was as fucked up as things could get, but so damned arousing.

As I picked up speed, Sam began arching her back, giving me a nice view of her clit as my massive sausage ravaged her bald cunny. Her baby nubbin stood up like it was on fire, fat and erect. She panted and gasped as I began slamming her harder. She was a fuck toy in my arms, and when I started tugging her sexy nipples with a free hand, she ground down on my pole.

"Hmmm, yesss! Oh, Mike, I'm gonna fuckin' cum. Keep fuckin' me!" she cooed.

I had no idea at the time if this was typical of nine-year-old pussy, but it was crazy hot. "You like this cock, you sexy fucking slut?"

"Yess! Oh, shit, I'm cumming!" she began to shout.

I pushed mom and dad away and carried my sweetie to the nearest wall, still fucking her tiny body. I pushed her back against the flat surface and began to ride her deep, hard, fast and with full strokes. She went wild, her pussy gushing girl cum all over my cock as she came. She juiced up so much, I could feel the drops hit my feet as I pounded her more and more. My balls began to compress as I got nearer to my own orgasm. Bill and Geri were on either side of us, their backs to the wall under Sam, looking up with eager eyes, anticipating my ejaculation.

"I'm gonna fill her baby cunt with a load of cum," I grumbled.

"Yes! Please, Mike! Cum deep inside our daughter!" Bill moaned, jacking his miniscule dick through his fly.

That's all it took for me. I lost control as I slammed this tiny thing into the plaster, picture frames tilting nearby. My nuts blew apart like they were cherry bombs. I'm a heavy cummer by nature, and considering how turned on I was inside this preteen slit, I unloaded more jizz than ever before. She screeched and dug her nails in my back as my spunk gushed inside her cunny. I just kept fucking, my cock acting like a plunger and pulling gobs of cum from her pussy. Mom and dad went right to work, making sure not a drop of my potent seed hit the floor.

As I slowed down, Sam and I were panting at each other. Our bodies were covered in sweat. I reached down and ran a finger over her swollen clit nub, sending her into spasms. I grinned and kissed her mouth.

"You are one hot fuck, Sam. I could get used to this pussy."

She tongued my mouth and moaned loud. "Anytime, Mr. Mike. Your cock feels so good inside my dirty cunt."

My fuckstick slipped out, semi-hard. Bill and Geri initially fought over who got to suck it, but eventually they took turns cleaning me up. I spent ten minutes getting sucked by her parents while I just made out with nine-year-old Sam, still pushed up into the wall, right next to the family portrait.

I took the youngster to her bedroom where we showered together. That gave me a chance to explore her sexy body even more. As we were drying up, she gave me a curious, but coy grin.

"My daddy has a proposal for you that he wants to talk about over dinner."

"I'm intrigued," I smiled, "and definitely interested if it involves fucking you on a regular basis."

She just smirked, intentionally not giving me any clues.

When we went downstairs, Geri and Bill were closing the front door after having paid for some takeout food. They led the way to the dining room and began serving up platters of Chinese cuisine.

"Mike, no one has ever fucked Sam as good as you just did. You have a natural way with young pussy," Geri winked, setting a cold beer in front of me.

I gave Sam a smile as she grabbed a seat right next to me, her tiny hand massaging my crotch as she took a sip of juice.

"I've never fucked a girl as young as Sam before, but I have to admit, it was hot," I gave her nose a playful tweak, forcing a cute squeak from her lips.

Bill gave me a prolonged, thoughtful look. He took a long swig of beer before he spoke.

"Mike, our neighbor has a daughter they'd like to break in. I told them about you and how we planned to seduce you into fucking Samantha tonight. They said if things went well, they'd like to meet you."

My eyes were wide with shock and excitement. I could feel a new load of cum boiling in my balls as I thought about getting some more young pussy. But I also had some reservations, uncertainties. Things were moving so fast that night. I cleared my throat.

"How old is she?"

"She's turning seven in a week, and they want her cherry popped at her party."

My cock stiffened instantly, something Sam felt and encouraged with her caresses. She looked up at me.

"Will you do it, Mr. Mike? Wanna fuck Pamela?"

I could not believe the offer on the table, nor could I get my head around Sam's complicity - no, her advocacy - of such a proposal. I had a million questions scorching my brain, but the first one I chose to ask surprised even me. In hindsight, it suggested I had become instantly depraved by my first taste of the forbidden fruit of child sex.

"Is she active at all or a total virgin?"

Geri laughed. "No, she's a total cocksucking slut, but her pussy is still virgin. Will you consider it?"

"Maybe I can meet them tonight, parents and Pamela. Think they can come over?"

"They're waiting for my call," Bill snickered.

My cock was raging now. Sam unzipped my fly and pulled out my puffy python, kissing the head playfully as she slid to her knees. Bill made the call, and from the sound of his voice, the party at the other end was very excited. If tonight's events were a toy top, it now was spinning out of control fast.

"Okay, they'll be here any minute," he smiled, watching his daughter giving me head under the table.

Sam got busy fast. Her head was bobbing up and down as she devoured my stiff dick like the expert cocksucker she is. I didn't know if I should push her away and zip up when the doorbell rang, but Geri seemed to read my mind.

"Don't get up. I think the neighbors would like to see that cock in action," she smiled as she rushed to greet the guests.

The Pattersons walked in with huge grins as well as bodies. I was a little turned off by how rotund mom and dad were, figuring Pamela was going to be some fat pudgy preteen. Was I ever surprised? When Pete and Priscilla Patterson stepped to the side, an adorable brunette stood between them, grinning from ear to ear. Every eye in the room was fixed on my cock as Sam delivered another epic blowjob. I, however, stared at this petite little cutie in a black leather micro mini skirt and high heels. She had light hazel eyes, an abundance of freckles, full pouty lips with red lipstick, and a pink tube top - a total slut look. Her parents said their hellos, but all I could do was give them a half-handshake and a loud moan as Sam devoured my prick.

Bill and Geri explained all that went on earlier. The Pattersons listened with perverted intensity, the dad rubbing his groin and moaning with damned-near every syllable the Snowes spoke. Pamela came up next to me as the adults talked, placing a kiss on my cheek. I turned my face and we began French kissing. That little six-year-old mouth was hot and eager. I slipped her tube top up and exposed her light pink nipples. They were tiny but hard, and when I rolled them in my fingertips she moaned softly.

I guess I was so focused on the two little sluts in my grasp that I tuned out the conversation the Snowes and the Pattersons were having. Pete must have been trying to get my attention, his voice rising.

"So whaddya think, Mike? Will you give our babygirl a birthday fuck next week?" he asked, panting in arousal.

"Huh?" I needed a moment to process his question, "I dunno," I replied, before turning to his daughter. "You want your little pussy fucked, Pamela?"

She nodded. "Uh, huh. I really wanna get it hard, see?"

She lifted the hem of her tiny skirt and showed off her bald clam. I ran my fingers over her lips, drenched in juices. I gave mom and dad a smile.

"I'd be honored to break in this sweetheart, but first, I hear she likes to...suck...cock...?" I asked, teasingly. I slid my fuckpole from Sam's hungry lips and shook it in my hands.

It was as rhetorical a question as one could imagine under these circumstances, but I was sinking in perverted quicksand awfully fast. Pamela dropped to her knees in front of me with a thud. Sam guided my cock into the first grader's tiny mouth. At first, I thought she was going to have a tough time getting my dick in her lips, but I was wrong. Pamela took to sucking my cock like a baby with a bottle. Her parents watched in excitement as their daughter sucked and slurped my pole, giving me a loud, sloppy wet blowjob under the dining room table. All the while, Sam lazily licked my balls next to her.

For the next half hour, Pamela worked my pole without getting tired and never once letting up. Perhaps as equally fucked up as the fact that two preteens were enjoying my cock and nuts in front of their parents, was how casually they all were about it. Following the initial excitement of seeing my dick in Pamela's throat, the Pattersons and the Snowes began to eat dinner. It was somewhat off-putting, but I was also hungry. Once we all had settled in to the "normalcy" of things, I started to enjoy the meal with them, tossing chunks of Szechuan beef back into my gullet with a pair of wooden chopsticks. I've never had head during dinner, but that night was a night of many firsts.

While we ate, we made plans for Pamela Patterson's birthday party pussy pounding. It would be Saturday afternoon, starting at two o'clock. There would be about a dozen of Pamela's friends, mostly other little girls who would be there for the standard kid's party gig. A clown, some games, an afternoon swim, opening of gifts, cake, and then I'd be fucking their daughter around seven o'clock by their estimate. It all sounded good to me, and the more they talked, the closer I got to cumming from the amazing suck job going on below us.

"But we have one stipulation," Priscilla said.

"What's that?" I was puzzled.

"No cumming between now and then. We want you to have a huge load of cum for our sweetie pie," Pete responded.

That made my heart pound. My nuts began to swell with a load at the ready. I grabbed Pamela's head and began to push it down, but she pulled away, fighting me.

"No, no no! Mr. Mike. You can't cum anymore until you are inside my pussy!" the little tart said wagging a finger at me.

I was panting in my unsatisfied arousal. Her parents laughed.

"Sorry to be so cruel, but we want this to be a special day for our pumpkin!" Priscilla smiled.

"That's so fucking unfair!" I protested, but I wasn't that terribly upset. On the contrary, it made me want that soon-to-be seven-year-old pussy even more.

I pulled the little whore up to my face and French kissed her while my free hand felt her bare ass under her skirt. Just before she left with her parents she said something so incredibly erotic to me.

"I am going to be so wet for you on my birthday, Mr. Mike!"

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In Part 2, Mike Dunham's journey into sheer depravity continues at Pamela Patterson's pussy pounding birthday party. But he's in for a major surprise or two, and before the night ends, he becomes the first President of the Parent Cuckold Club of Greater Chicago.