(Meanwhile, back in the downstairs living room, Matt had just finished telling me that this situation was a setup to introduce both me and my wife Judy into their pedo lifestyle. It turns out that while I was being introduced to a video of one of Matt's little pre-teen girlfriends - all the while experiencing my first sex with another man; at the same time, Matt's wife Kyla was seducing Judy with stories of her own sapphic encounters with one of her students.)

"Let's get our asses upstairs, see what kind of trouble the girls got themselves into", Matt implored with a mischievous look on his face, "I'm pretty sure you're going to like what we find".

Completely naked (our clothes had been forgotten in the living room during our lust-filled tryst), Matt and I headed upstairs - him leading me a bit. I couldn't help but admire his tight ass as we ascended; and couldn't believe I was getting turned on by the view - wondering what his asshole tasted like, would he let me fuck him, what would it feel like for him to fuck me; we had been so rushed earlier, I really hadn't any time to process what we did, and felt that at some point we needed to do each other again (and soon!) so I could get the full experience of the joys two pedophile men can give each other.

As we approached the master bedroom (at this point, the girls had moved from the guest room to the master; Matt and Kyla's large King was a much more comfortable place for all four of us), I noticed the distinct smell of female arousal; the thick miasma of women in heat permeated the whole upstairs. Whatever had gone on between these two gorgeous women must have been pretty intense, and was maybe still going on. I heard soft sounds coming from behind the bedroom door; muffled giggles, light whispers, the sounds of two women sharing secrets. I also saw the door had been left open a crack, the blue light of a television spilling out into the dark hall.

"Go ahead Kyle, go on in!" Matt whispered in my ear. At this point, he had snuggled up behind me, I could feel his hard, hot cock wedged up the crack of my ass. His heat was amazing; I felt so depraved as I pushed my ass back into him, grinding myself on his pole. Matt's hand stole around to my front, began lightly toying with my (now rock hard) cock, playing his hands lightly on my head; spreading pre-cum around; balancing stimulation with the over-sensitivity I was feeling from my last cum not a few minutes ago. He was so good, it made me wonder how many men (and boys) he had been with in addition to all his little girls. My head was spinning with the possibilities - the things we could do to each other and to others...

As I was being toyed with by my friend; I was pushing the bedroom door open - shaking with rekindled lust, desire, and extraordinary nervousness at what I would find. The first thing I noticed was the flatscreen was on. Given the angle of the doorway, I couldn't see what was playing on the screen; but had little doubt as to what the subject was. I hoped this would be a video of a different girl or girls; at this point, I had only seen Matt's video of he and 11 year old Erin; and given my newfound, perverse desire for all things child sex, I wanted lots more - even if it was only pictures right now.

What the glow of the television did reveal was a sight on the bed I hope to take with me to the grave. There in all her model-like glory was a nude Kyla straddling Julie's face, her sweat-glistening body shining in the glow of the TV; back arched, hard deep-red nipples erect, standing on top of her perfect hard little A-cup breasts; eyes slitted in abject lust, hips grinding her crotch onto my wife's mouth; taking her pleasure from my newly-minted pedo slut of a wife. Judy's legs were lewdly splayed open as wide as she could open them, her right hand working a pink vibrator in and out of her dripping snatch. She was so wet, even in the semi-dark I could see her copious fluids had run down her crack and were pooling under her ass; the smell of woman sex strong in the room.

"Wow Kyle, I never knew your wife could eat pussy so well - how come you guys never told me? We could have done this AGES ago!" Kyla moaned as she continued her gyrations, "How was Matt's cock? Did you boys enjoy yourselves? By the way Matt's got your cock, looks like it! Come on over, get comfortable you two!" With that, Kyla moved off of my wife, spun around and lay right up against her; moving her mouth to Judy's and engaged in a deep, tongue-lashing soul kiss.

"Mmm, I love the taste of my own pussy on another girl's mouth" Kyla said when she came up for air. As Matt and I climbed on the bed; the movement startled my wife out of her daze, and she looked over at us with a start - a guilty look began to dawn across her lovely face.

"Shh..." Kyla said, putting her finger on my wife's lips. "Don't say a thing - you and your husband both just did some pretty amazing things. You can talk about it later; but for now, no guilt, no apologies. For now, just feel these new feelings, these new experiences; and enjoy them."

With that, Judy smiled, looked over at me, and said "Now you know why it's always polite to say when you're going to cum; I bet that first shot of Matt's seed in your mouth was a bit of a shock!", and laughed.

"Yeah" I said, "and now you know how my tongue gets so damn tired sometimes eating your pussy", and laughed out loud. With that, all tension was broken, and we shared a tight embrace.

"I love you Judy Smith; with all my heart"

"I love you too, Kyle Smith - I love you, I love my friends, and I love our new life!" Judy said back to me.

With that, we all spread out on the bed; Judy and I in the center, Matt on the other side of her, Kyla snuggled up against me. "What's on TV tonight?" I asked with a chuckle; finally looking up to see what carnal pleasures were being displayed on the screen.

"Oh, that's a video we took after the last girl's soccer game" Kyla explained "Matt's the coach, so we took a few of the select girls back to our place to celebrate another win". As I watched the video unfold, the scene before me almost causing me to cum without touching myself. The video was shot in the Murphy's living room. Matt and Kyla were sitting on the couch, a pre-teen goddess on each of their laps. Matt's girl looked to be a bit more developed; she had a light wisp of hair on the top of her slit, her breasts swelling to a nice B-cup. Long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, dark eyes hazed with lust. You could tell this one had Matt's seven inches buried in her snatch; the girl was slowly grinding in short circles, one hand toying with her little clit nub, the other bracing herself on top of Matt.

"That's Susan, she's a little more developed as you can see. I think it's because her daddy's been fucking her since she was six or so; it's got her hormones a little ahead of her age. But goddamn; for 11 that girl can fuck!" Matt explained as he slowly stroked his tool, one hand drifting over to Julie's sex, toying with her folds.

The girl on Kyla's lap was a study in opposites. Light, blonde hair, piercing blue eyes. She looked so young, so immature, sprawled back against Kyla, face up and engaged in a deep french kiss with her grown woman lover. This little girl's chest was completely flat, with only a slight puffiness to her tiny nipples lending fact to her arousal. The girl's bare slit was being lewdly pulled open by Kyla, one hand spreading the girl's nearly non-existent labia, the other fingers lazily drawing circles around her little-girl clit, making her writhe in pleasure; tracing the girl's moisture around her naked pubis; immature fuckhole peeking open; a promise of pleasures to come.

"Brit is one of the horniest little girls I know" Kyla explained as she moved down my chest, long fingers toying with my rigid cock. "You wouldn't know it by looking at her, but she's been passed around by half the soccer team. She's less developed, so the other girls see her as a bit of a plaything - a little sister figure they can make do things for them. She loves to eat pussy, and her tongue has got some serious talent. I've been teaching her how to give a good rim job lately; and slowly trying to stretch out her pussy so Matt can fuck her. I'd love to see if he can get up inside her while she's still so undeveloped; fill her hairless little hole with his cum. Brit's dying to try it; and I think we're almost there. She gets a pretty good sized dildo up her already..."

Kyla's story drifted off as her hot, wet mouth engulfed my dick. I moaned in pleasure, and at the perverse thought of another man's wife - a fellow pedophile as well - sucking me off. I glanced over at Judy, she was staring at Kyla, entranced with the story and with her seeing her husband being consumed by another woman. Matt had moved on as well, and was between Judy's legs, cock head teasing her lips, rubbing up and down her soaking crack.

"Yesss..." Judy hissed as Matt plunged inside my wife to the hilt. I was on sensory overload - the feel of Kyla's mouth on me, watching my wife get penetrated by my friend, watching the lewd video on the big screen (which had panned across the living room, showing another half-dozen girls in various positions and state of undress; fingers touching cunts, tongues entwined in soulful kisses, girls straddling each other's faces; rubbing, licking, penetrating each other. What a feast of girl flesh, big and small breasts, light skin, dark skin; hairless little cracks, puffy wet cunts displayed lewdly on the screen and for each other...)

We - all four of us - quickened our pace. Kyla came off my dick, moved up on the bed, and straddled me - positioning my dripping, wet cock up against her blazing hot folds. As she shared a kiss with her husband, she lowered herself down on me. So fucking tight she was; all the running must keep her in top shape. Matt continued to pound my wife, her breath coming more rapidly.

"Ugh, Ugh, I'm gonna cum soon" Judy panted, I realized I was almost there myself. The simultaneous fucking of this husband and wife pair was too much, I could feel my balls pull up in preparation for the inevitable.

"Cum for us, both of you, let it go!" Kyla panted as Matt grunted out his agreement. Faster and faster they both moved; Kyla bouncing like a wild woman on my cock, Matt pistoning my wife, getting more insistent, more urgent.

Finally it was too much for me to handle; the whole night - the things I had heard, the things I had seen - all coming to this one perfect point; the release and exposure of all my desires of the perverse, the profane, the sick and twisted. I exploded into Kyla's waiting snatch, my spasms coating her walls with my seed; my orgasm seemed to roll on forever; each peak, each pulse from my spewing cock more intense than the last. At the edge of my awareness, I heard Judy crying out her release as well - even further off in my mind, I could hear Matt and Kyla urging each other to their final conclusion; their seduction of the both of us giving them new life in their perverted adventures - their climax being the end of the very beginning of our new lives together; shouting out their release as we were experiencing ours.

I blacked out - overwhelmed by what I was thinking, feeling, seeing, smelling, tasting - these fruits of depravity I was just beginning to harvest.

When awareness finally returned, I noticed we had all collapsed into a sweaty, spent tangle of limbs and bodies; hands lightly stroking, exploring new feelings, new territories. As we drifted off to sleep, my hand lightly circling Matt's now-soft member (still slick with my wife's juices and his come), I realized I was feeling something I hand't felt in a long time. I felt complete, I felt whole, and I felt like I had come home.

Sunday

When I finally opened my eyes, the light of day was streaming across all our naked bodies. Struggling to extricate myself from the tangle, I slipped into the master bath, had a quick pee, and jumped into the shower. As I was washing off, the bathroom door opened, and quickly shut. Through the curtain, I noticed it was Judy. She sat down on the toilet, I heard the soft sound of her urine hitting the bowl.

"Room for one more?" Judy asked.

"Sure, come on in" I said as she finished up, and climbed in with me. We shared a tight embrace.

"I love you very much." Judy said "I can't believe we did what we did last night, but there's one thing I do know; I don't want it to stop. I want to do all those nasty things Matt and Kyla do; I want to play with little girls; I want to suck their pussies; I want to watch you fuck them, I want to suck your cum out of their little holes - I want to teach the little ones how to please me, how to please my man - I want all that".

"Me too sweety, me too" I answered tenderly, "I can't wait to see what else is in store for us! But for now, let's finish up - you keep talking like that and we'll get started all over again, and I'm starving!"

We shared a quick kiss, washed each other gently, and finished our shower together. As we left the bathroom, we noticed that Matt and Kyla had been up as well, as the bed was empty. The sounds and smells of cooking came faintly up from downstairs.

"You guys hungry?" Matt shouted up, "We're both starving and wanted breakfast! Hurry up and get it!"

With a laugh, Judy and I chased each other downstairs; still dripping from the shower, naked as the day we were born, revelling in our newfound freedom.

Over a long, casual breakfast, we four chatted lightly about what we had done, and what we wanted to do. As they had mentioned before, their perverted lifestyle had become a bit stale, and the reason they seduced us was to add some more spice - some adventure in introducing us to their depraved pleasures.

Realizing it was getting late, we quickly made plans for our next tryst - this time, with real little girls involved. Now that they knew we shared their desires, they wanted to get started right away.

Matt had a "tutoring" session with Erin scheduled for Monday afternoon at his house, Kyla had one scheduled with Jessica at Jessica's mother's house. Turns out each of those girls had been asking about other grown ups they could fuck, and would be overjoyed to have me accompany Matt, and Judy accompany Kyla (as Jessica only liked girls, we wanted to start without too much hassle).

With a long, lingering, group kiss, we finally made it out the door; late that Sunday. The promise of the pleasures that awaited me on Monday swirling in my head, obsessive thoughts of hairless little slits, tight fuckholes, immature little breast buds - mine to taste, to touch, to drink in the joys of youthful sexual abandon.

Monday

Monday at work I was a fucking wreck. I couldn't concentrate on a thing; I think I spent more time in the bathroom wanking myself than I did in front of my computer. 3:00 couldn't come fast enough!

After what seemed like an eternity, the clock finally made it to 3; I shot out of the office like a bat out of hell, jumped in my car, and drove as quickly as I could to Matt's house. Erin was scheduled to come at 4:00, but I wanted to get there early, get settled in, and calm the fuck down.

I was in a daze as I drove through the side streets to Matt's house, and pulled into his driveway. Checking the clock, I noticed it was 3:30.

"Jesus, record time", I thought, wondering how many speed limits I had broken to get here. Not wasting another minute, I knocked on Matt's door, and he quickly opened it, a wide smile on his face.

"Come on in Kyle, make yourself at home. You want a drink?" My hands were shaking, my heart beating in my throat; the thought of what I was about to experience driving me to near panic levels of desire and expectation.

"Hell yes, I need to calm down" I answered, "give me something strong!". Matt quickly returned with a glass of bourbon, the Maker's Mark providing much needed sedation. We settled in on the couch.

"How was work today?" Matt asked with a chuckle.

"Fucking horrible - I couldn't focus on a thing; I'm glad I don't have any deadlines or I'd have been fired for sure" I replied.

"Ha! I'm glad you're excited. This shit never gets old, every time I fuck a little girl I get the same feeling. But you learn to live with it; to live with the constant state of depraved arousal. You'll never get over it; you'll get used to it!" he explained. This made me happy, I'd hate to get to the point were these acts would become blasé; that I wouldn't get the same thrill I was feeling now ever again - that each time was just as exquisite as the first.

We clinked glasses, and chatted a bit more of "regular" things - vacation plans, work, sports, other bullshit. While my heart was still hammering in my chest with expectation, my hands had stopped shaking, and I felt a bit more in control of myself and what was to come.

Just as I was finally relaxing, we heard a light rap on the front door. Immediately, my heart leapt to my chest, breath quickened - finally, FINALLY I was going to get to fuck a little pre-teen slut; little Erin who's video was my introduction to the pedo lifestyle, my introduction to my friend being my sexual partner, my first sucked cock, my first group sex; the seduction of my wife - all these things this little girl represented; and I was going to consummate, slake my lust on her immature little body.

"Be right back", Matt said as he went to the door. I heard him slide the bolt, the soft breeze of the opened door. "Come on in honey, we're in the living room".

With nervous anticipation, I peered down the hall, waiting to get a glimpse of my soon-to-be lover. As she rounded the corner, my breath caught in my throat; here stood before me a vision of absolute wanton youthful sexuality. Blonde hair tied into little pigtails; her white school uniform button-down blouse (top two buttons recently undone - providing the barest hint of newly-developing breasts), short tan skirt - too short really, I'm sure she got both reprimands as well as made a few mouths (and cunts) water today. I was so focused on raping this little pre-teen with my eyes; trying to picture her young nakedness underneath; I completely failed to notice she had someone else with her. Holding the hand of the object of my obsession was a mirror image if little Erin; minus a few years.

"Sorry Mr. Smith; but my Mom made me bring my sister Sarah along" Erin said cheerfully, as all my hopes, all my excitement came crashing down - thinking my first, virgin tryst with this underage vixen would have to wait. After all, this was supposed to be Matt, Erin, and I. Some little eight-year-old brat with a wagging tongue is all we needed; land us a long stint in prison - or worse.

"Don't worry though; she wants to play with us too. She's never been with a man before; but her and me play together all the time, and she's real excited to try some of the things I showed her on the internet! She's a little nervous though, so Mr. Murphy's going to take her upstairs, help her relax a little. Sarah, go on up with Mr. Murphy, I'll be right down here with Mr. Smith."

"Ok sissy, I will! I'm really happy you brought me today; I can't wait to play grown-up games!" Sarah exclaimed in her little-girl voice.

Finally the light began to dawn; never in my life could I have imagined I'd have the opportunity to do this - to have sex with two sisters; one an obviously wanton slut of 11; the other, a young - but willing - eight years old. The contrast between the two was as marked as their similarities. Where Erin had the barest swell of hips, ass, and breast; her little sister was straight as a board; flat chest (maybe a hint of aroused nipple), no flare to the hips, little-girl ass hidden by a short sundress. Where a child of eleven nowadays can get away with dressing a little whorish; it seems to be still taboo for someone so young. It didn't matter though; if things went the way I hoped in my heart of hearts; that age-appropriate little dress would be coming off soon enough.

"Come with me Sarah" implored Matt, coming up behind the pair, "I'm going to give you something to relax a little bit. Remember guys, don't start without us; we'll be right back!"

"Ok Mr. Murphy; I'll be patient!" Erin replied sarcastically, "but just hurry up; I'm horny as hell!"

As Matt and little Sarah went upstairs, Erin approached the couch where I was sitting. "It's nice to finally meet you, Mr. Smith; you're really cute!", Erin whispered to me as she came up close, and stood between my legs. Her hand crept down under her skirt, she moaned slightly as he eyes glazed over. "I'm so fucking wet right now, two hard cocks for me and sissy to play with - we're going to teach her so good!" Erin then pulled her hand out from her crotch, brought one finger to my face, and spread some of her copious juices on my lips. "There, that's just a taste" she laughed as she bent in for a kiss. Our mouths came together as Erin's wanton tongue explored mine; licking around, getting a taste of herself and me. "Don't worry about Sarah; Mr. Murphy's just going to give her a little pot; help her relax. She loves to get high with me; we've been stealing our parents' stash for a while now. She gets super-horny when she smokes; just how we want her!" as she pulled back.

Tentatively, my hand crept up her leg; for the first time feeling the naked smoothness of this pre-teen goddess, revelling in the feel of her unblemished flesh.

"Mmmm, Mr. Smith, that feels nice" she moaned as my hand crept higher. As I got close to her panty-covered crotch I could feel her heat baking off her. Still nervous, I hesitated, unsure what to do. Hell, I felt like I was 15 again, touching a woman for the first time. Erin sensed my hesitation, and reached down, her hand brushing mine.

"Do you want to touch me Mr. Smith? Do you want to stick your fingers in my little cunny?" Unable to speak, I just nodded slightly. Erin pulled her panties aside - "Ok, just a touch, Mr. Murphy told us to wait!" she purred. I slowly cupped my hand over her sex, senses totally focused on where our bodies met. Feeling her heat, her wetness, her short little light hairs spread across her mound - I had thought her bald in the video I saw, but was surprised there were down-soft hairs on her sex; just a light dusting hinting at the woman she would one day become. My index and middle fingers began to probe deeper; tracing the outline of her immature labia, stroking into her sopping crack. Erin shifted her hips slightly with a groan, and my finger sunk into her hole. For all the cocks I imagined she had up there, she was amazingly tight. As if in a dream, I began to lazily fuck her with my digit; a slow sawing in and out of her treasure.

Erin was in heaven, eyes glazed and far away, little pink tongue moistening her lips. She bent over a bit further, and I was treated to a full view down her blouse, her perky, immature tits, topped by stiff, aroused nipples. "Ohh, that feels so good; I'm so fucking hot for you Mr. Smith, but we gotta stop and wait for sissy and Mr. Murphy to come back!"

With self-control I didn't know I possessed, I slowly backed my finger out of her pussy, hand lingering on her mound.

"Okay honey, we'll wait - just please not too long" I groaned out as I broke contact. Taking a deep, calming breath (as my heart was about to explode out of my chest, my cock painfully swollen against my jeans), I brought my slick hand up to my mouth, and tasted my little fantasy; sucking as much of her juice of my fingers as I could. God, she tasted like heaven - so sweet, bare hint of musk - she even tasted like a child, her immaturity betrayed by her lack of strong flavor, copious as her lubrication was.

Thankfully, I heard noises coming down the stairs; Matt and Sarah returning from her little dose of weed. I couldn't believe how dirty that was, how turned on it made me to think we just plied an eight year old girl with drugs to make her more compliant. As willing as she was, it added another whole layer of perversion to know we were all so depraved to corrupt such a little nymph with our sex, our drugs, and our selfish desires.

"Whee!!!" Sarah laughed as she skipped into the living room; "I feel so great right now, I want to have FUN!", spinning a little pirouette on the carpet. I couldn't help but notice as she did this, the hem of her little sundress spun out with her, and I caught a glimpse of white cotton panties with some kind of little-girl print; maybe kitties or cartoon characters or something like that. I was hoping soon - very soon - I would get an up-close view of these and really find out.

"Ok Sarah, calm down!" Erin admonished her little sister, "We've got hours and hours to play, and you need to do what I say right now, ok?"

"Ok sissy - I'm just so excited! Finally I get to do grown up stuff with grownups, and not just you anymore!" With that, I saw Matt had slipped into the living room behind her.

"Alright girls; since Mr. Smith has never done this before either, we'll have him play with Sarah first; it's only fair!" Matt said with a laugh.

Sarah then looked at me, bloodshot eyes wide, an incredulous look on her face. "Mr. Smith, you've never done sex stuff before? But, I thought you were married to Mrs. Smith?"

"No silly!" Erin interjected, "He's never done sex stuff with little girls before; I'm sure he's had plenty of sex stuff with grownups! That's why we love older guys, they know how to do it right! They know how to make our little bodies feel so good, and make sure we can cum lots and lots!"

"Ok, let's get started" Matt said as he clapped his hands. "Sarah, why don't you climb up on Mr. Smith's lap, make yourself comfortable. Erin, why don't you help your sister up, and then get up next to them on the couch." With that, Sarah padded lightly over to me, and stood between my legs. My eyes drank in her immaturity, her blue eyes staring into mine, little straps of her sundress the only thing holding her clothing up over her flat chest, hiding the rest of her flat, smooth, undeveloped body.

"Will you give me a kiss, Mr. Smith? I like kissing; sissy's been teaching me how to do it good." Without a word, I nodded my head, not trusting myself to speak. She stretched her neck up, face close to mine, and parted her lips slightly. When our faces met, it was like God's own word thundering in my head; blood rushing to my ears, the feel of her sweet, innocent lips touching mine - sending shocks of pure desire over my mind and body. My cock; still uncomfortably tucked down my leg, began to throb exquisitely as the tip of her tounge began to explore inside my mouth. I returned the favor, exploring her young secrets with my own. God, she was so little; even her mouth was tiny; my tongue danced across her little teeth; tasting her innocence for the first time; tasting the barest hint of the marijuana she had smoked. "Mmmm" she moaned deep in her throat, amplifying my own excitement.

Much too soon, she broke our kiss, and with an innocent giggle, climbed up on my lap. So young, so light, so tiny; she was barely there on my lap. My cock, so ragingly sensitive from all that had led up to this, registered this new sensation, and I almost came when I felt her baby ass crack come to rest with my manhood settling in this tiny little valley. "Ohhh" Sarah whispered as she ground her hips in a small circle, "Is that your cock Mr. Smith? It feels so big! I can't wait to see it!" as she settled into a comfortable position; leaning back against me. I rested back against the couch at an angle that would leave my hands free to explore and not need to support this little wisp of a thing. With that, Sarah let out a tiny little noise in the back of her throat, bent her head up, and planted several light kisses on my neck.

"Go ahead Mr. Smith, what are you waiting for?" Erin whispered in my right ear, "C'mon, get my little sister all worked up, trust me, she'll love anything you do."

With that, and with shaking hands, I began to explore my little dream. First, tentatively, I began to stroke her shoulders; feeling the indescribably softness of her skin, unmarked by age, fingers hooking under the straps of her dress. As I drew circles down the upper part of her chest, I spread the straps wider. Perhaps sensing she needed to lead a bit, Sarah shrugged the straps off her shoulders and down her arms. With a wiggle of her body, (and another depraved grind against my cock), she had the straps off; leaving my hands free to move lower. Slowly, slowly, I pushed the bodice of her dress down, exploring every inch of her flat, smooth skin. My finger tips grazed her nipples; she was so young, there wasn't even a hint of swelling - just little pink peaks topping her baby buds. Sarah let out a guttural moan in her throat, I could feel her vibrate with awakening desire.

Taking this as all the encouragement I needed, I pinched them lightly between my fingers and thumbs, rolling her tiny peaks, gently kneading her nips, feeling them swell slightly under my ministrations. "See Mr. Smith, she really likes this - her nips are swelling! Keep going!" the little 11 year old seductress purred in my ear. I spared a glance over at Erin, kneeling next to me on the couch. One hand kept her braced upright so she could monitor my progress, the other hand buried under her skirt. Matt, meanwhile, was slowly kissing down her neck, unbuttoning her blouse, hands exploring her chest. She hissed as his hands found her own young breasts, back arched up and moaned into Matt's chest.

Breaking my eyes away from the scene next to me, I refocused on my own molestation of little Sarah. Deciding her tiny nips had enough stimulation for now, my hands began to explore lower; Sarah grinding my cock with more urgency. My hands slipped over her flat belly, toying with her tiny belly button. I gazed down at the expanse of smooth flesh below me, seeing her erect little nips, creamy skin open to my pleasure. It was all I could do to keep from cumming on the spot, he gyrations taking on an instinctive rhythm of fucking; back and forth, up and down the length of my covered cock.

With a bit of a start, I realized my hands couldn't go any further; I was blocked by the built-up fabric of her little sundress. Not wanting to break our intimate contact, I simply moved my hands straight down to her thin, girlish legs. Starting at her knees, my perverted hands began moving upwards, stroking gently on my way to that secret place where they joined, that immature girlhood I wanted to posses. As my hands moved closer to their destination, I encountered her little cotton panties. Breathless with excitement, I lightly stroked her covered mound; wanting to explore, but not scare - "gently, gently," I thought. As Sarah realized where my hands were, she - again - gave me the encouragement I needed; humping her crotch up against me; mashing her sex on my exploring hands, deeper moans coming from her throat.

I spared another look to my right, and drank in yet another erotic vision. Erin's top was off, both hands planted on the couch, her young breasts hanging down slightly from her thin chest. Matt had pushed her short tan skirt up to her hips; thong panties pushed to the side, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of her immature snatch. Erin's eyes were glazed, staring at me molesting her little sister, dazed with the feeling of Matt plunging in and out of her; slowly sawing at her tight fuckhole.

Meanwhile, my hands had slipped under the leg holes of Sarah's panties, light fingertips tracing the flat entrance to her cleft. Where Erin had a slight fullness to her outer lips, Sarah had none. Just a smooth - baby smooth, hairless slit, not even a swelling to her mound. Needing more, I stripped her panties off, pulled Sarah's legs up to me, and flung the cotton underwear on the floor. The back of my mind registered they were printed with little cartoon birds, as they fluttered away. Continuing her encouragement, Sarah spread her legs wide, mashing her ass against my cock, giving me the full access I wanted. Hungrily, I began to explore her deeper, opening up her tiny little folds. I encountered some moisture; not dripping like her sister had been, but definitely secreting her own immature arousal. Pulling some of her juice from deep in her cleft, I began to trace light circles towards the top of her slit; seeing if I could tease a tiny clit out from hiding, give her the stimulation she so obviously craved.

Noticing a shift in her weight, I looked down to see Sarah and Erin engaged in an incestuous French kiss. Inches from me, I drank in this perverted display of the taboo; moans coming louder from each girl as the revelled in their lust. As I continued to toy with Sarah's undeveloped sex; Matt stood between our splayed legs. At some point, his clothes had come off, his erect member, covered in Erin's juices, stood proudly out from his crotch. Moving closer, lighly brushing his cockhead at the junction between the two sisters' kissing mouths. Erin broke the kiss and whispered "Ok Sarah, it's time to taste your first cock - go ahead".

With that, Sarah - all of eight years old, being fingered by me, her hips still humping my enraged dick; began to explore Matt's cock with her tongue.

"Mmm" she moaned, "it tastes like you sissy."

"No shit stupid" Erin laughed, "It's been pounding my hole while you've been here relaxing! Now see if you can take any into your mouth, open wide and watch your teeth" Sarah struggled a bit, trying to stuff as much as she could, breathing her excitement through her nose.

"Ohh, yeah Sarah; you're good at this" Matt groaned, "We're gonna make you a good little cocksucker - you like it?" Sarah tried to nod her head with her mouth full, my hands feeling her wetness and her heat increase. This was turning her on more! I couldn't believe this eight year old girl could get wet while giving her first blowjob!

Erin had moved up slightly, and was gently kissing the side of my neck, nibbling on my ear.

"Mr. Murphy told me you like to suck his cock too. I don't blame you, his cum tastes so good, I can never get enough!" Erin whispered in between her light kisses, "I want to see that; I want to see you suck Mr. Murphy off, I want you to share his cum with me and Sarah." With that, Erin gently pulled her little sister off Matt's cock, and positioned it in front of my mouth. I could see his head was an angry, stimulated red; the shine of Sarah's saliva, Erin's excretions, and the oozing of precum out of his slit making my mouth water. I opened my mouth wide, and Matt slid in. Revelling in the taste of sex, the soft fullness in my mouth, my tongue teasing his slit, rolling around his full head. Better than the first time we did this, less frantic; I began to gently move up and down his cock, testing my ability to go deeper. At the same time, my fingers kept up there stimulation of little Sarah, her ass now lifting off my lap, forcing herself onto me, grinding her little pussy against my hands.

Matt slowly worked into a rhythm in my mouth - in and out, slowly, then fast. Pausing with just his head in me, letting me taste his increasing arousal. Faster he pistoned into me; I opened my mouth wide, and let him do the work. Fucking my face, frantic with lust. As Matt pulled back, head just barely in my mouth, I felt him swell, and with a guttural groan, unloaded in my mouth. The force of his cum so violent, I felt individual bursts hit the roof of my mouth, the back of my throat, coating my tongue in his release.

Fighting the urge to swallow, I remembered Erin's instructions. As Matt pulled his softening head past my lips, I bent down, facing the two tiny vixens waiting to receive my kiss and Matt's seed. Hungrily little Sarah dove in, our mouths opening wide, pushing some of Matt's cum into her wanting little mouth. Quickly she pulled away as Erin moved in, her more experienced tongue dancing into my mouth, seeking every drop of spunk she could find; moaning deeply in the back of her throat. As Erin moved off me, the two sisters shared another deep soul kiss, trading cum back and forth, swallowing hungrily.

"Poor Mr. Smith; he hasn't cum yet!" Erin laughed as the girls separated. "There's something I've been wanting to try, and I think it'll work to get us all off. Plus, it will be fun! Sissy, come up with me, let's get that dress off!" With that, Erin helped her sister off my lap, and rapidly pulled the girl's sundress off. Standing in front of me, I was finally able to see her in all her young glory; flat chest, straight hips; flat lips glistening with her wetness, long coltish legs. She stood before me, not a hint of modesty, a truly sexual being.

Erin then grabbed my hand, pulled me off the couch. "Get naked and lay on the floor" she told me firmly. Wondering what was next, I quickly complied. As my aching cock sprang free of it's prison, Erin licked her lips hungrily. "Nice cock Mr. Smith. I'm gonna have lots of fun with that, and not just today!" she giggled. As I lay on the floor, rampant hard-on straining up towards my chest, each beat of my heart causing my manhood to pulse in time; wondering what came next.

Erin gently guided her little sister over to me, and had her straddle my face. "Ok Sarah, go ahead and sit on Mr. Smith's mouth; you know how much you love it when you do it to me". Sarah nodded her head innocently, and began to descend towards me; seeing her little lips spread, the cheeks of her glorious, childish ass spreading, the peek of her little pink rosebud. My mouth watered in anticipation as she finished her journey; seating herself comfortably on my face; my nose buried in her ass, sniffing deep, drinking in her smell, her childish musk. My tongue began it's explorations; her taste exquisite. Even more mild than her older sister had been, I was in heaven, drunk with the child's juices.

Meanwhile, Erin positioned herself over my raging cock, grabbing my manhood, rubbing it up towards her clit, down across her crack.

"Ok Sarah, I want to you to suck on Mr. Murphy a little bit, get him nice and hard. Make sure you get his cock really wet, I want him to fuck my ass while I'm fucking Mr. Smith." Matt approached Sarah's open mouth, placing his soft - but rapidly hardening member - on her lips. Sarah opened wide to accept him, deeper than she was able to take him before. Meanwhile, Erin was slowly, tortuously, penetrating herself with my dick. The feeling was indescribable - so tight, so wet; slowly having her sink her little pre-teen cunt on my cock; trying to balance my awareness between by first child fuck AND my first child suck; trying to keep from cumming immediately while keeping my pace up on Sarah's little sex.

By now, Matt had grown back to full mast, and gently pulled Sarah's mouth away. As her mouth was emptied, little groans escaped "Ohh, Ohh, that feels so good Mr. Smith! My cunny really likes you licking me there! I think I might cum soon - this is so fun!" Matt rounded our prone tableau, and positioned himself behind little Erin. Erin slowed her movements, allowing Matt to line up with her asshole.

"Oh yes, oh God yes!" Erin cried in anticipation, "Two big cocks just for me; stick me in the ass Mr. Murphy, I need it sooo bad!" she begged. Matt complied, gently easing his hardness into her willing rosebud. Adding more stimulation to my already blown circuit breakers, I could feel his hardness penetrate her; the thin membrane between pussy and ass being stretched by both our cocks; his engorged head bumping mine deep in the little girl.

Once Matt as fully in, Erin took back over, controlling the motion of both our penetrating cocks. As she built to a comfortable rhythm, using her thighs to piston up/forward, down/back; she grabbed her sister's flat little chest, tweaking each of her nipples.

"Ohh Sarah, I can't wait till you can take a cock up your little cunt; you have no idea how good this feels."

"Ohh sissy, oh, I think Mr. Smith is gonna make me cum" Sarah cried as her humping intensified.

"Oh yes, cum for all of us little sister, I'm gonna cum too". With that, Erin increased her pace, riding her two lovers' cocks for all she was worth. I was so close to having the most incredible orgasm of my life, buried deep into the tightest, youngest little snatch I had ever had, my friend's cock riding right up against mine. My senses filled with the taste and smell of an even younger girl, grinding out her baby orgasm on my tongue.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God; I'm CUMMMMIINNG" Erin screamed; it was too much; the spasming of her cunt walls brought me over the edge as I screamed out my own cum; my cock exploding into this girl's tiny little hole, coating her with my seed. My hips bucked wildly, uncontrolled shoving deeper, as deep as I could into this child, the power of my release rolling on and on and on. Matt screamed out his second release of the day as well.

"Oh you fucking slut, I'm cumming in your ass you hot little whore, you like that? You like the way my cum feels dripping out of your bum?" Matt taunted as he rode the waves our orgasmic bodies were making, buried deep in Erin's ass, while my spurting cock kept flowing, driving my seed deep into this little girl.

Finally, after what seemed a glorious eternity, we settled down. Matt backed out of Erin's ass with a soft plop, she slowly pulled off my softening cock, and quickly rolled onto her back; not letting any of my cum out of her.

Eyes glazed over in post-orgasmic bliss, Erin looked up at her little sister "Sarah, you haven't tasted Mr. Smith's cum yet, why don't you come down here and help clean me out? C'mon, sit on my face and bend down, you know how to do it." she said as she positioned her eight year old sister on top of her in a classic 69 position. "Plus, I didn't get a chance to eat your pussy today either." She finished as the girls completed their mating; gently humping cunts to faces, working themselves slowly back to another orgasm.

Totally spent, Matt helped me stand, and guided me over to the couch. Grabbing both our drinks, we clinked glasses; revelling in the perverted acts the two insatiable sisters were performing on each other; one, a wanton slut of 11 years old, the other, her eight year old sister, being baptized today in the pleasures of sex with men, eating her first cum, sharing her body with her sister and with two pedophile men; becoming one more in a large stable of girls available to us.

I leaned back, totally at home with what I had done, wondering what sorts of pleasures my wife Judy was experiencing with Matt's wife today, thinking about a future filled with endless carnal pleasures.

As I sighed my contentment, I felt Matt's hot, wet mouth engulf my cock. I didn't think it possible, but I began to quickly harden under his ministrations, sucking Erin's juices off my dick, tasting my growing arousal....

End Part 3