10:26 PM

The credits began to roll. Michelle sat on the couch across from the TV, her arms folded, her long legs stretched out, her ankles crossed atop the coffee table. The eleven-year-old girl sighed and tilted her head, then tensed as her stepfather's footsteps approached from the dark hallway behind her. He patted her on her bare shoulder and she jumped. He ran his fingers through her golden curls and then stroked her cheek.

Lee was a good husband. He took care of things. A good-looking, generous mate to Michelle's mother, an older man of forty-three, and he was a good stepfather in many ways. He never raised his voice to his wife or to Michelle or her little sisters, and he always made sure things were taken care of. But there was another side to him, and Michelle's mother was away on a business trip. Her sisters were in bed, leaving the two of them alone, and she knew it only meant one thing.

"Good movie, huh, kiddo?"

"Yeah, it was good."

"Sad, though, when Thomas J. died from the bee-stings."

"Uh-huh."

"That Vada was cute, huh? Big, beautiful eyes. Pretty girl, but... you're ten times prettier."

Michelle looked up at him through wisps of blonde hair that fell over her eyes. He sat down next to her. He reached over and caressed her smooth thigh with steady fingers. He took a deep breath and let it out. "Your little sisters are asleep, sweetie," he whispered close to her ear, and he brushed a few curls aside and nibbled at her neck. "Spend some time with me?"

"I'm tired," Michelle said, pulling away from him.

"Funny, kiddo," Lee responded with a smile. "You're never tired when your Mom's home. And you know, when she isn't home, you're kind of... the woman of the house..."

"No, I'm not."

"Come on, sweetheart," Lee said softly, his gentle tone not wavering. "What's the problem? You seemed to enjoy it before."

"No, Lee. I don't want to."

Lee backed away. He sighed and nodded. "Okay, 'chelle," he said. "You know that I would never force you. I never have, have I?" He watched her shake her head "no". "You know those little blue pills that I don't really need? The ones that keep me hard for a really long time?" Michelle nodded. "I just took one, and I'll probably be up all night, so don't expect me up before noon."

Michelle stood up and walked away. Lee looked at her perfectly round butt in her tight athletic shorts as she moved to the stairs that went down to the basement.

"Oh, 'chelle," Lee called to her quietly. "If you change your mind, I'll be in my den watching one of those videos. Okay? But if you don't, well... that's all right." And just as Michelle began down the steps, he said, just loud enough for her to hear him, "You're not the only pretty little girl in the house." Michelle stopped on the first step and turned to look at him, her eyes wide with shock.

"Just kidding," Lee said. "Run along, my tired Michelle, and get some sleep. Good night."

"G-good night," Michelle answered, and she turned and slowly descended, a wrinkle in her brow. Out of Lee's view, she turned the corner and entered her bedroom, closed and locked the door, and sat down on her bed, covering her face with her hands. She sobbed, then, pulling her hands away, looked up toward the ceiling.

11:18 PM

Freshly showered, clean and dry, Lee entered his den wearing only his boxer shorts, closed and locked the door and turned on the overhead light, already replaced with a red bulb. A small lamp with the shade removed that stood on the table next to the love-seat had also been prepared with a red bulb, and he turned that one on too, illuminating everything in the room with that soft red glow. Opening a drawer, he flipped through the DVDs and found one. He turned on the TV and popped the disc into the player. He dropped his boxers and stepped out of them, making himself comfortable on the love-seat with a towel under his butt. There was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?"

"Michelle," called the girl's voice. Lee stood up, unlocked the door, and seated himself once again.

"Come in."

The door opened and Michelle stepped in, closing and locking door behind her. She turned with her head down. "I changed my mind," she said. She crossed her arms, taking the spaghetti straps off of her shoulders, slipping the short nightgown from her body, and she let it drop. Lee smiled, taking hold of his small, shriveled cock and caressing it with his fingers, admiring his eleven-year-old stepdaughter's naked body, its beauty and softness enhanced by the red light.

"Sweetie, can you reach down in that drawer and get the bottle of mineral oil?"

Michelle turned and looked down to the open drawer, bent down and took the half-empty bottle. She walked to him and she sat down. He leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Michelle unscrewed the cap and leaned against him, tipping the bottle above his chest, letting it pour. As Lee rubbed the oil over his chest and belly, the young girl gripped his swollen, stiffening penis and coated it liberally with the oil. With the bottle set aside, the girl rested her head on Lee's shoulder and began stroking him. Her touch was well-educated. She had done this more times than she could count. The cock stiffened and swelled.

"Oh, baby, it feels so good," Lee said. The penis grew very thick and long. Michelle watched it with eyes that were not at all disinterested. It was a wonder to look at, this thing between his legs, and he was proud of it. Within a short time, what had been a limp little prick had grown into a thick, throbbing nine inches of rock-hard erection.

Lee took the remote control and selected a scene to watch on the DVD player. Michelle watched the TV screen as a pair of beautiful young women in sixty-nine position licked each other's pussies on the floor of a fancy living room. She stroked the cock nice and easy and then looked up at Lee. She smiled. "It's so-o big," she said softly and sexily.

"It is, isn't it?"

"Yes," Michelle said. "Every time I see it, it still amazes me."

"Does it excite you?" Lee grinned at her.

"Oh, yeah," Michelle replied with a deep, measured tone. "There's no need to share it with anyone else." She swallowed, her brow furrowing. "You wouldn't... touch them, would you?" Her sexy tone had dropped.

"I told you I was kidding, sweetie."

"Well, don't kid about it again." She looked down. "Anyway, I'm here to make sure." She tilted her head and puckered her lips and met Lee's kiss as she stroked his large, smooth penis. The kiss parted and she looked down at the cock and wriggled a bit, fighting the tingle between her legs.

"Up for a long night?"

"Sure," Michelle said. "As long as it takes."

12:21 AM

On the TV screen, a naked young woman sat on the edge of a pool while another licked her pussy. In the red light, Michelle was bent over, gripping the thick staff of Lee's cock as she sucked on the first two inches of his cock, her mouth filled to capacity. With her ass in the air, she trembled, feeling her stepfather's soft fingers play with her wet pussy. Gently, he probed the folds of her nearly hairless little cunt and rubbed her clit.

"Liking that, huh?" Lee whispered. "Let me get up, and you sit, and scoot your pretty little ass to the edge of the cushion."

She did as he said, and Lee knelt on the floor, stroking his massive hard-on with one hand as he spread Michelle's folds with the other. Lowering his head between her legs, he began to lick, flattening his tongue against her small but swollen clit. Michelle gasped and reached for something to hold onto, but there was nothing, so she dropped her hands to the fabric of the cushion and dug her fingernails in like the claws of a cat.

The young woman at the edge of the pool was moaning, and Michelle could feel what she was feeling, that tingle in her loins. It was hot, so hot, and sweat ran down her body, glistening in the red light, and she looked down into Lee's eyes, aware of them watching her, lingering on the sight of her enjoying what their owner was doing to her.

With total patience, Lee licked and teased the little pussy before him, pulling back his tongue once in a while just to see her quickly push forward, as if seeking his mouth, making her want it. He paused once to nibble his way up her smooth, flat tummy to her chest, sucking on the points of her very small, cone-shaped breasts. As he did so, he guided his stiff cock up against her, brushing her clit with the bulbous head.

"Are you feeling it, sweetheart?" he whispered deeply, and nibbled his way back down to the blonde peach fuzz and to her clit once again, this time sucking on it, making her squirm and tremble once again. She tensed, her outspread legs lifting and stretching, the toes pointed on a perfect line with her shapely tanned legs. She held her breath, then let it out, then held it, then let it out, and on and on, her eyes closed, her hips grinding ever-so-slightly.

Suddenly, arching her back, her legs coming together and taking Lee's head in a vice grip, her toes curling, she let out a whimper, the pleasure of the orgasm washing over her, the sweat running over her furrowed brow. She cried out as Lee shook his head with the little culprit clitoris in his mouth and then eased down into low moans as he lightened up, every part of her body trembling, her eyes still closed, until finally the climax subsided.

"Oh, baby!" Lee shook his head. "That was a good one, huh?" He rose up and snuggled up to her, kissing her on the mouth. "Boy, it must have been a while. You haven't been playing with it much, have you?"

Michelle did not respond. She would never admit to such a thing. She had masturbated the previous night, thinking about him, but she wasn't going to tell that to Lee. There were other things, even deeper secrets that she did not dare tell him. It was enough that she was putty in his hands when he ate her pussy, or even when she looked at that big beautiful cock of his. She didn't dare let him know how horny she was most of the time because of him, and what she did about it.

Sucking at her little breasts, Lee began rubbing his cock against her once again, and felt her wriggle. He lowered his head, kissing, nibbling his way back down slowly. "Hold onto your seat, baby. You're in for a hell of a ride." And with that, he returned his tongue to her pussy. She gasped and spread her legs wider, pressing against his mouth....

2:37 AM

"Oh, shit!" Michelle gasped, a string of spittle handing from her lower lip to the head of Lee's cock as she lay over him in sixty-nine position, her hips grinding with her ass against his face. She tensed and cried out as her seventh orgasm of the night wracked her tired young body. Lee couldn't breathe with her pussy mashed against his nose and mouth, but it was a wonderful suffocation. He grabbed her hips to steady her as she finally fell against the lower part of his body. She struggled to regain her own breath, her body no longer dripping with sweat but coated with it, along with spit and mineral oil, her blonde curls saturated.

"Sweet baby," Lee said, "I think you need a break, and a drink of water or something."

"Aren't you ready to shoot yet?" Michelle asked wearily.

"No, not yet, sweetie, but we can take a break. You want a cold drink?"

"Kool Aid," she whispered breathlessly as Lee stood up and she lay back on the love-seat.

"All right," Lee said, "as long as Sarah and Melissa didn't drink it all. If they did, is water fine?"

Michelle did not answer. She rested there, her eyes closed, her entire body glistening in the red light. Lee slipped on a robe from the closet, tying it closed with his cock still fully engorged and standing straight up. He left the room and closed the door. He took his time going for the drink. He found the Kool Aid pitcher and it was full. He slowly poured and then stood for about a minute, then took a drink himself and then added more to the glass. He turned and carried it to the door of his den and eased it open.

"Michelle," he whispered. She was motionless but for the rise and fall of her chest, a bit of a snore emanating from her, telling Lee that what he had hoped for had happened. "Poor little angel," he said softly. "I wore you out with pleasure."

Closing the door, Lee turned and carried the glass back to the kitchen. He then turned back around and walked to a different door in the dim-lit hallway. He turned the knob and stuck his head in. Little Melissa was sleeping on her back, her seven-year-old body spread-eagle with her nightgown bunched about her waist. He moved inside and closed the door.

The closet light in the small bedroom was turned on and its door slightly ajar, a sort of night-light for a child who was afraid of the dark. Lee inched the closet door open to get a better view of her lower body and he opened his robe. His cock, which had softened some during his trek for Kool Aid, stiffened anew as he stroked it, kneeling at the side of Melissa's bed, admiring the shapeliness of the innocent child's beautiful legs. They were the legs of a tomboy, a tree-climber, and a ballerina, healthy and muscular with pretty little feet and toes. As with her sisters', they were tanned from play in the summer sun.

Her sweet little face looked so pretty, so innocent, with blonde curls in pigtails, that it aroused Lee all the more to be violating her space this way, to take advantage of her dreamy slumber to cop a look at her wonders. "Mmm.." he groaned to himself as he felt himself close to climax. He had to squeeze his cock to stop himself. He stroked more slowly, more measured as he gazed upon her thighs and her crotch, the floral-printed panties stretched tight against it, giving a faint outline of what lay underneath.

"Oh, sweet ch..." Lee began to whisper, and then heard a noise, then footsteps. He slowly got to his feet and tied his robe and hard-on back into place, and he moved the closet door back into its original position. He listened and heard the refrigerator open and close. He moved quickly but quietly, leaving the room and closing the door. He walked toward the kitchen and into the doorway. "Hey, Sarah," he said, making the nine-year-old jump with a start. "Sorry I scared you, baby."

"That's okay," she said. "I'm thirsty." The slender, curvaceous little girl was wearing a cut-off t-shirt and panties, the slope of her back arching from her shoulders to her wonderfully plump rear-end. Unlike her sisters, Sarah had brown hair and it was long and straight, all the way down to the middle of her back. She was compact, short, and could not reach the only glass that was left, the one on the top shelf.

"Let me help you," Lee said, moving behind her and gripping her hips, lifting her up toward the cabinet. His cock jumped and throbbed inside his robe. "Got it?" he asked, and lowered the girl to the floor. She poured Kool Aid into the glass and took a few big gulps. "There you go, baby doll." Lowering himself, Lee knelt behind her and planted his lips on her rear-end. "Oh, what a wonderful butt."

Sarah looked back at him, a nervous smile spreading across her mouth. She took another drink as Lee kissed his way up and down her shapely legs, reaching around and groping them, slipping his hands up along her thighs, closing in on her crotch. The girl spun around and backed away from him. He had moved too fast, carried away by what had already happened that night.

"It's okay, baby," Lee said. "I just want to be with my beautiful little girl, you know." He smiled, standing up and looking into her eyes. "I'm lonely tonight. I hate when your mother goes away on these business trips, don't you?"

"Yes, I do," the sweet child said sincerely.

"I just want to touch you like before, and I want you to touch me like before."

"I don't know," Sarah said, looking down at the floor.

Lee approached her as she raised the glass to her lips and took her last drink. He stroked her brow, smiling. "You know I'd never force you, sweetie. I'd never do anything to hurt you. But you make me feel so good and you're so beautiful and sexy. I mean, look what you do to me." He untied his robe and let it open, exposing his large erection, a glistening drop of pre-cum beading on the head. "Touch it for Lee?" Sarah stared in wonder, a wide-eyed wonder undiminished from the first time she had seen it, and reached her small hand out to grasp it. "Oh, yeah, baby, stroke it."

3:16 AM

Naked and spread-eagle on the bed, Sarah lay in the soft light coming from her own closet, relaxing as Lee caressed her flat chest and tummy and then wandered his fingers down to the smooth lips of her little pussy. Her hand was on his cock as he sat on the edge of her bed, turned to face her. She was flushed, breathing easy but quivering with his touch.

"I'm going to lick your little pussy," Lee said, and he moved, lying down from the end of her bed, rubbing his hard cock against the edge of the mattress as he buried his face between Sarah's thighs. He spread the outer lips, exposing the baby pink inside, and the girl made a sound of discomfort. Lee let the lips come back together, but he spread her legs further. He let his tongue do all the work, licking at the protruding hood and the clit hiding beneath it.

Sarah was tired and had no fight in her. What had taken a long time before was going to be quick and easy. She was letting him make her feel good, and she began to breath heavy. She swallowed, feeling a tingle that seemed to start at that spot where he was licking and branch out everywhere. Like Michelle had done, she pointed her toes, stretching her legs, and arched off the bed. She convulsed, letting out a squeal.

Lee loved the female orgasm, but the orgasm of a child was something special to watch. With his mouth buried in her crotch, he watched her head move from side to side, her eyes closed tight as if in pain while her brow was arched to its fullest, and her quivering was like that of a seizure. As she eased back down, Lee pulled back and squeezed his cock, once again fighting off a climax of his own, something Sarah had yet to witness. And he pictured in his mind the expression on Michelle's face the first time she had seen the ropes of semen spurt from his cock. Priceless, that guffaw with the eyes bugging out, watching the explosion.

"Your turn," Lee said.

"What?" Sarah asked.

"You're going to lick me now."

"I don't really want to. It's gross."

Lee got up and stepped around the bed, holding his penis close for her to look at.

"It's not gross. It's a beautiful cock, isn't it? It's pretty. You told me so yourself. Now let me lie down."

Replacing Sarah on the bed, he beckoned her to lie beside him and look at his cock closely. She stroked it, its size immense in her small grip. She inched her mouth closer, but held back.

"Come on. It's okay. Like an ice cream cone."

Sarah lowered her head and, aware of his eyes watching her, self-consciously began to lick the smooth skin along the staff. She didn't know how to go about it, so she just let her tongue bathe it all over. "Lick the head, sweetie," Lee said softly, a tremble in his voice as he led another child through another first, a nine-year-old's first attempt at fellatio. Sarah did as he said, licking the head, licking all around it, just like an ice cream cone, just as he had told her. The sight was nearly as pleasurable as the sensation, but he wondered if he could get her to go further.

"Suck on it, baby."

"What?"

"Just open your mouth wide and take the head in your mouth, then suck."

Lee watched as Sarah, still self-conscious, looking up at him guardedly, stretched her mouth wide to fit in the head of his penis. He ran his fingers through her hair as she sucked on it. It felt incredible, her warm little mouth on him, and he felt so huge, like his penis was bursting from its skin. He enjoyed this sensation, tangling his fingers in her long tresses of brown hair.

It was too much for him, and he could feel himself coming close to the edge. For a moment, as he got closer to blasting, he had the urge to let it gush into her unsuspecting mouth, but no, he was not ready to let the night end, let alone have a gagging little girl on his hands. It would not be the happy ending he was hoping for, and his beautiful little Sarah would probably never agree to play with him again.

"Better stop, sweetie," he said. "You're so good at it, sweetie. It feels too good."

Sarah took her mouth off of his cock, and then let go of it. Climbing off the bed, Lee helped Sarah back into her panties and she lay back on the bed. He smiled at her and she smiled back at him. He kissed her on the lips and she returned the kiss. Lee turned and slipped on his robe, and turned again to smile at her.

"Thank you, my young lover," Lee said. "God, what a wonderful girl you are."

He left her with a smile on her face, turned off her closet light, and exited the room, closing his robe and the door. He went to the kitchen and swallowed another little blue pill with a glass of water. He looked down the hall and walked back to Melissa's door.

"Now, back to what I was doing before I was so gloriously interrupted..." he said under his breath, and he turned the knob.

5:08 AM

On the TV screen, a well-endowed black man was forcing his huge cock into the mouth of a petite young woman, sawing it in and out. With Michelle's feet on his lap, Lee jerked away, watching as the black man's cum splattered onto the girl's pretty face and in her hair. He had to squeeze himself again to keep from coming at the arousing sight.

"Are you still...?" an awakened Michelle started to ask the question, but paused to yawn.

"Yeah, I'm still at it."

"I'll play with it if it's going to be quick."

"No, I'm not ready," Lee said.

"Then I'm going to bed," Michelle said, putting on her nightgown. "Where are my panties?"

"You came in without them."

"Oh, yeah," Michelle nodded, and yawned again. She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, pleased that he didn't try to keep her from leaving. He sat quiet, as if deep in thought. "I enjoyed it," the girl added, and left the room, closing the door on her stepfather for the night. She got a drink of Kool Aid and then went down to her bed.

Lee sat with sweat glistening on his body, and he poured more mineral oil on his cock, slicking it up for more play. It was close to first light. He watched the last scene on his DVD and he closed up his den for the night, taking his oil with him. He took two fresh towels from the hall closet and went to his bedroom, closing the door.

Making himself comfortable on the bed, with a towel under his ass and his cock coated with oil, Lee thought about all he had done that night. He thought about the sucking and licking and stroking, and about little Melissa, so beautiful in the closet light. He didn't particularly want the night to end this way, coming all by himself, but he had already let Michelle go, and he wasn't going to awaken Sarah.

He continued stroking, but his eyes got sleepy. His hand came to rest on his belly, his erection lying long and flat against his tummy. Giving in to a sudden feeling of exhaustion, Lee pulled the sheet up over himself and dozed off, rubbing his cock with the flat of his palm until he began to snore.

6:05 AM

Melissa opened her bedroom door and stepped out into the hallway and looked around, rubbing her eyes. She walked to the door of the bedroom where her mother and her stepfather slept, and she knocked lightly. There was no response. Slowly, she turned the knob and opened the door, peeking inside. Lee was on his back on the bed, covered to his chest with the bed sheet.

Melissa closed the door and approached the bed. She tried not to awaken her stepfather as she grinned, climbing onto the bed and slipping under the sheet, moving up next to him to snuggle. A breeze was stirring the curtains in the pale morning light and it felt good to Melissa as she rested her cheek against Lee's shoulder. To get more comfortable there as she lay on her side, she slipped her uppermost leg over Lee's thigh, and she slipped her hand under the sheet so she could hold him gently about the waist. But when her hand was moving across, it touched something, and she took that something in her hand to figure out what it was.

She figured it out. She wanted to let go, but she was frozen there, unable to move. Her big blue eyes were wide with panic. It felt so big and hard in her hand, and seemed to be breathing or something, or beating like it had a heart inside. Could that really be his pee-pee? It had to be, but...

Lee stirred. His eyes remaining closed, he smiled, half-asleep and speaking as if in a dream, "Oh, that's my sweet girl. Squeeze it, play with it for Lee." Melissa's mouth fell open. Her eyes remained like blue saucers, large, staring up at him. She wondered if he knew it was her, if he thought, in his sleepiness, that it was her mother. Well, who else could he think it was? She gave it a squeeze, and felt the penis' heartbeat get stronger, almost leaping in her hand. It swelled and she felt a drop of something wet come out of the tip and stick to her fingers.

Lee's hand reached and grasped hers and guided it up and down the shaft. He let go and opened his eyes, looking down.

"Melissa!" he choked.

"Yeah," the girl jumped, taking her hand from him and sitting up, backing away, "it's me."

Lee looked at his youngest stepdaughter with shock and surprise. But the redness of his face faded and his expression softened, and he looked down for a second, then looked back up into her tearing big baby blues and smiled.

"You came to snuggle, right?"

"Yes," the girl sobbed.

"But when you got in, you found something you didn't expect, right?"

"Yes," Melissa said, with tears running down her cheeks.

"And you didn't know what to do, did you?"

"No."

"Sweetheart, it's okay," Lee said, taking her hand and drawing her close. "Snuggle away. You didn't do anything wrong. Stop crying, okay. It's okay."

"Really?" Melissa asked, looking into his eyes for reassurance as she snuggled up next to him as before, only with her hands drawn close to her, afraid to touch him. After all, he was still naked.

"Really," Lee said. "Of course, we can't tell your Mom about any of this, okay? She might not be too happy with either of us."

"Okay." With Lee wiping her tears away, the girl relaxed and slipped her thigh carefully over his thigh, still uncertain if she should be in bed with her naked stepfather.

"What did you think when you touched it?" Lee asked her, but she didn't respond. The corner of her mouth lifted, as if to give away a partial smile. "Did you sneak a peek at it?"

"No," the girl giggled, turning red.

"Would you like to see it?" Once again, his question was met with no response, but she did not say "no," so he took it as a mixture of fear and curiosity, a natural reaction for a child of her years. "Here," he said, trembling, watching her face as he lowered the sheet, "I'll let you see it."

The cock that had been hard and stimulated all night long remained hard. It was dark red and swollen and was throbbing, dancing above his belly, extending well past his navel, and Melissa's eyes expressed their amazement. Lee grinned with approval at her expression, the hint of a smile that remained on her lips.

"You know, it's very small when it's soft."

"Why does it get hard?"

"Probably hard for you to understand just yet, but it sure feels good when it gets hard. It feels real good when I stroke it, or when someone else strokes it, like you were doing before I..." Lee reached out and took her hand, drawing it away from her body. Melissa watched her hand as he placed it on the large throbbing penis, and guided her fingers around it. "Do it again, like you were before."

Uncertain, confused, but filled with a nervous excitement that made her tingle, Melissa stroked her hand up and down the shaft. Once again, she felt the heartbeat inside of it, and she looked up to see that Lee's eyes were closed and that he was wearing a big grin.

"Oh, Melissa, that feels so good," he groaned.

"It does?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Why does it have a heartbeat?" the little girl asked.

"That's just what it does. It throbs when it's excited... hard..."

Lee opened his eyes and looked over to the bedside table. He found the mineral oil, took it and removed the cap. "Here," he said. "This will make it all slippery, so you can just slide your hand up and down." He poured a healthy coat of oil on his penis and watched as Melissa began to glide her hand up and down the shaft. And so the youngest of the three sisters was joining the other two, becoming yet another notch on his candy cane. He hadn't planned on this. It had just happened. And since it was happening, he was going to enjoy it. He had played all night and had yet to come, so when he did it was going to be an explosion, and he was glad it was working out this way. He hadn't wanted to come alone.

But now that he had Melissa, he wanted to do more than have her stroke his cock. He wanted to fondle her too, just as he had fantasized so many times while watching her sleep. He also knew that real life rarely turned out like one's fantasies. He had always found it best to just go with the flow, wait until the moment was right to go further. Was the moment right, or was he just being greedy? There was only one way to find out.

"You're so beautiful, Melissa, do you know that?" Lee whispered in her ear. Melissa smiled up at him. How could she not know? She was told by so many people on a regular basis. But then all she had to do was look in the mirror. "Do you like touching me like this? Is it fun?"

"I guess so," she answered.

"I... I've thought about this before, you touching me like this."

"You have?"

"Will you be Lee's special girlfriend?" Lee leaned down and brought his lips close to hers. "Kiss me? Like they kiss in the movies?" He pressed his lips to hers and she pressed back. It was a good first kiss, warm and wet, and a bit anxious. But the sweet girl was very relaxed. There was a playful nature to Melissa and it was coming through even as she lay there doing something that could have easily frightened her. "You know, I've been thinking about touching you, too."

Her smile faded, but her eyes showed no fear, just uncertainty. Lee told Melissa to continue to stroke him as he rolled on his side and moved Melissa onto her back, and he began caressing her face, and he brought his lips to hers once again. Then he kissed her cheek and then her ear and then her neck, while his hand wandered down, his forefinger tracing circles though her little nightgown. He pulled up the nightgown, and she lifted her back when it began to tug, and he bared her chest and tummy. He once again traced circles, this time on her smooth, bare flesh.

He bent down and kissed at her nipples, and he began to see that red flush over her skin. He looked up and saw that she was smiling, nervous but smiling. He reached down and caressed her thighs and he spread them gently apart. Still she smiled. Carefully, he ran his fingers along the inside of her thigh, and finally came in contact with the crotch of Melissa's floral-printed panties.

"Mmm... you feel that, sweetheart?" Lee asked her.

"Ye-es," she answered.

"Does it feel good, baby?" he prompted her, expecting no answer.

"Yes," she answered, and he could not have heard a better response. The ache in his stiff, swollen cock was still there, begging for relief, and an idea made its way into his mind as he slipped the seven-year-old girl's panties down with one hand, a little bit at a time. "Seen one pussy, seen 'em all," some might have said, but that was not Lee's way of looking at it. As he looked down and saw the beautiful pear-shaped mound, split down the middle, the fleshy hood protruding from the top of the slit, it was like falling in love all over again. He moved down and his cock slipped from her grasp, and he took her panties all the way down and off. He nibbled on her legs and thighs and made his way up, planting a kiss on her pretty little pussy.

Melissa smiled at him as he moved back to his original position, but he propped up his pillows and slid back, resting against them, sitting up slightly as he reached for Melissa and pulled her over on top of him.

"Spread your legs, sweetie," he said. He poured a liberal amount of oil over his cock and helped the small girl into position, her little pussy-lips parting slightly, resting against the shaft of his cock. "Now, slide back and forth, baby." The girl rested her hands on his chest and he grasped her hips, guiding her so that she made the complete trip along all nine inches of his erection. The sensation was wonderful, for the girl's full weight was on him, and he could feel the soft lips of her pussy pressing hard against his large cock as they moved along, back and forth. "Back and forth...," he said, "back and forth... back and..."

7:24 AM

The sun was shining directly into the bedroom through the curtains. The breeze was stronger, much stronger, and it blew through Melissa's curls as she rode Lee. Her eyes were glazed over. There was sweat glistening on her skin, and she was breathing heavy through her full, slightly parted lips. With every few strokes, a sweet little moan would emanate from those sexy lips. Her movements were jerky, and her path along the cock was shorter but faster, with each stroke brushing the hood of her clit against the bulbous head of his prick.

Lee, himself, was mesmerized, in disbelief at the girl's strength and endurance. Not once had she complained of being tired, or faltered in her movements. With her golden curls damp and her suntanned face shining with a coat of perspiration, she was the most beautiful girl in the world. As for his own endurance, the blue pills had done their job, and his cock was still rock hard, swollen as if to burst out of its skin. He controlled every urge to climax, so taken he was with what was happening. It was better than any fantasy that he could have dreamed up.

Melissa began to moan with every stroke, and her movements became spastic, to the point where she was grinding rather than riding, and her eyes grew large, a furrow was knit in her brow, and she was very red. Then, her eyes closed and she teetered a bit.

"Melissa, are you o..kay...?" Lee asked, but the question was barely out of his lips when he felt her whole body stiffen, and he grasped her hips more firmly to steady her, and instinctively he undulated against her, grinding the head of his penis against her grinding clit. Her mouth fell wide open and let out a cry like that of an animal. In that frozen moment, her head was thrown back, her back arched, her muscles tight, her legs twitching. Another cry followed as Lee ground against her, and the cry trailed off into a wonderful moaning.

It seemed to last forever, but it only took a few seconds for Lee to realize that the warmth he felt on his lower belly, his cock and balls, was a puddle of the little girl's pee, but it did not matter, and he grinned at her in triumph as Melissa's first orgasm, the most intense he had ever heard or witnessed, turned her entire body a rosy pink. The little girl wriggled then, and fell forward against him, and he held her tight, stroking her damp curls.

"Did that feel good?" he asked softly.

"Uh-huh...,"the girl panted.

"Wanna know what it was?"

"I already know, it was an or-gas-m," she said, careful to pronounce it correctly. "Michelle told me. I had one when she was licking me down there."

Lee's cock was throbbing under the girl's weight. He could not believe what she was saying, but the thought of it aroused him to no end. He lifted the girl from his chest and poured more oil down the head of his cock.

"Ride me some more, ba..." he began, interrupted by the swinging open of the bedroom door. The two sisters stood in the doorway, Sarah wide-eyed with shock and surprise, Michelle with the same but turning to a glare of anger. Not sure what to say or do, Lee simply said, "Melissa here had an orgasm, evidently not her first, or so she tells me,...Michelle..." Michelle's face softened from the anger before she had the chance to say a word. "Sarah, has Michelle been licking your pussy, too?"

"Um...well..." Sarah meandered.

"Yes, I have," Michelle said.

Lee smiled. He began guiding Melissa along his slippery cock once again. The two girls in the doorway watched in resignation.

"Well," Lee said, "now that the light of day has exposed everybody's secrets, why don't the two of you join us?"

8:17 AM

Melissa cajoled, convulsing and twitching and whimpering as another orgasm rocked her, poised atop the shaft of Lee's cock, while her sisters, both naked, snuggled up to Lee from either side, their heads resting on his chest. He was close, very close. When Melissa's orgasm subsided, he moved her off to the side.

"Michelle, hold your sister. That's it, Melissa, lay your head right there on my side. You girls wanna see something?"

"What?" Sarah asked.

"A man's orgasm."

"Yeah..." Melissa said, panting.

"Sarah and Melissa, both of you, stroke it."

With billows of blonde curls and silky brown hair soft against his chest, and his arms full of young female flesh, Lee watched the two hands, Sarah's on top, Melissa's on the bottom, move together up and down his shaft.

"Faster...faster..." Sarah went faster and Melissa caught up with her and Lee felt the ebb, the tingle, the rise. His face contorted and he grunted, "Now, stop and squeeze..."

Melissa and Sarah squeezed the swollen prick and it swelled even bigger in their hands, and Melissa felt a very big heartbeat, making it jump, and with wide-eyed amazement the two younger girls watched as a large stream of white liquid shot out of the tip of his penis. Both Melissa and Sarah gasped as they watched it fly and Lee cried out in total abandon as his biggest load ever began to pump out of his engorged penis. The first stream hit Sarah in the face, and the second, bigger than the first, seemed to go everywhere, landing on all of the girl's faces and in their hair. "Stroke it, girls!" he moaned excitedly, and one large stream of semen after another shot out of his prick all over himself and his beautiful, naked stepdaughters. Lee groaned and twitched as it continued, draining him of an entire night's worth of cum. When it stopped spurting, the hot liquid continued to flow out of his prick, over the younger girls' fingers and onto his belly in healthy streams. "Oh, god,... so good..."

He fell back, exhausted. He took a deep breath and let it out.

"Let's go," Michelle said, and the three girls got up, leaving him covered with cum and oil and sweat. "Let's all take a shower," she said, looking at Lee as she swung the door shut. Her mother was to be gone for two more days, and Lee had plenty of those little blue pills....