A Second Time Around

(I want to thank J and Z in England for inspiring this story)

Part 1

Zayba paced nervously back and forth, glancing out the living room window to see if he had arrived every thirty seconds or less even though he wasn't due for at least a half hour. So far everything had gone according to plan but now that the time had come, she was having second...and third and fourth...thoughts....

….It all started out harmless enough. John was a regular and almost old enough to be her grandfather. She knew him since he first fucked her when she was sixteen and was comfortable enough to invite him into her home. He claimed his cock was more than seven inches long when fully hard. She laughed, telling him she knew cocks as a working girl in her mother's brothel, and he was really only about six inches or maybe a little more...but certainly thicker than most. After some playful back and forth, she found a ruler, sucked him as hard as he had ever been and conceded he was six and three quarters of an inch long, essentially a wash in their disagreement. She did admit the best part of his cock was how thick it was and the way the upward curve hit her g-spot with every thrust, making him one of the very few men who got her off simply fucking her.

‟You always fantasize about me putting my cock in your son's mouth and daughters' cunts when you're cumming,” he laughed as she put the ruler aside, ‟so take a picture and show them what makes you scream so loud.”

‟OK, I'll do just that,” Zayba laughed, reaching for her phone, ‟but you have to promise to show the three of them in person if they like the picture.”

‟Deal,” John chuckled, getting to his feet so his hard cock stood straight out from his body, figuring nothing more would come of it, ‟and they can even touch it if they want.”

She just smiled mysteriously and took the picture, a close up that showed little more than his hard curved shaft from the side and some pubic hair. Then she put the cell phone aside, dropped to her knees and cupped his balls in her right hand while licking his cock like an ice cream cone.

John placed his hands on her head, entwining her naturally blonde hair in his fingers, the signal he was just as happy to pay her usual fee cumming in her mouth as her cunt that day. Her nose barely reached his pubic hair when the first spurts of his thick creamy sperm erupted into her mouth and down her throat....

….Now that moment of truth had arrived.

Zayba's pussy clenched when his car pulled in front of the house and he walked toward the house for the first time. She unnecessarily smoothed her blouse, her hard nipples pressing out against the thin fabric, and opened the door before he reached the top step.

‟You look great today,” John beamed, spreading his arms to hug her after he entered the house.

Zayba melted into his arms, her pussy twitching again when she felt his hands grasp her ass cheeks, pulling her close enough the bulge already growing in his jeans pressed against her stomach. Her tongue eagerly pushed into his mouth as she ground her throbbing pussy against his leg.

‟Now that's quite the welcome, I'll have to visit you at home more often,” John gasped a few moments later, pulling back from her with his cock pulsing so hard he wouldn't be surprised to see a small stain seeping through his jeans.

‟This should be quite the day,” she responded with a wicked grin, brushing her hand over the bulge in his jeans, ‟for all of us.”

‟I take it you showed the kids that picture of my dick,” John grinned, reaching out to tweak her left nipple through her blouse.

‟Not exactly, at least not on purpose,” she replied, using both hands to fondle the bulging dick through his jeans.

‟I'm not sure what you mean by that,” he murmured, sliding both hands under her blouse to grasp and squeeze her bare tits, ‟but if you keep doing what you're doing, they'll be hearing your orgasmic shrieks from right here at the front door.”

‟Let's not get ahead of ourselves,” Zayba laughed and danced away from him, her grapefruit sized tits loosely swaying provocatively under her blouse. ‟I do want to just talk for a moment.”

‟About the picture?”

‟Of course the picture,” she replied, taking his hand, leading him to a sofa in the living room and speaking again after both were settled. ‟I didn't get around to showing them the picture deliberately. Paige found it on my phone and asked me about it.”

‟The nine year old?” John asked, sliding his hand up the inside of her right thigh under her skirt.

‟No, she's eight. Bethany's the one who's nine,” Zayba answered softly, as a matter of course opening her thighs as his hand got closer to her smoothly shaved pussy with no panties.

‟So what did you tell her?” John grinned as his fingertip split her already warm, damp pussy slit.

‟That we took the picture as a joke when you last visited me at my mother's and we had sex together,” Zayba gasped, offhandedly wiggling her hips to make it easier for him to slide a finger into her moist entry.

‟Everyone within a city block knew we had sex together,” John laughed, swirling his finger around so he could slide a second into her cunt, ‟unless they're completely deaf.”

‟I'm not that loud,” Zayba pouted, playfully slapping his shoulder with one hand and rubbing her other across the bulge in his pants. ‟Anyway, I want them, the girls and my son, to know about sex in a realistic way. They have only a vague idea about what's involved. So I told her we also took the picture so they could see what a hard cock looks like.”

‟So what did she say to that,” he asked, twisting his hand so his thumb could press against her clit as he pushed the two fingers deeper into her cunt.

‟She asked me what I did with it,” Zayba smiled wanly, pushing back against his hand as she squeezed his throbbing dick through his pants.

‟Oh that must have been an interesting conversation,” he chuckled, pushing her blouse up to suck her left nipple.

‟Indeed it was and led to quite a talk about sex with them, all three of them,” she moaned lowly, ‟but if you keep doing that, you'll have to fuck me right here and now. Then you won't be able to show my three kids you're rock hard cock...in person.”

John froze and looked at her in surprise. He could feel her warm wet cunt canal pulsing on his fingers even as his cock throbbed against her hand.

‟You mean...uh...you want me...really want me...to show your kids my dick...here and now?” he stammered, not quite believing that joking comment would lead to her three kids actually seeing and potentially touching his dick.

‟That's the idea,” Zayba grinned, pulling his hands from between her legs and under her blouse and getting to her feet, ‟unless you think they should only see pictures and learn about sex from porn and their equally uninformed friends.”

‟What about all those fantasies you talk about when we fuck,” John asked as he scrambled to his feet, ‟the ones where you get off watching all three of them suck me and my cock vanishing deep into the girls' virgin cunts?”

‟Don't get too far out over your skis,” Zayba laughed, taking his hand to lead him toward the back of the house. ‟Think of today as more like show and tell. We'll see what the future holds in the future.”

John followed her, his mind spinning at the implications of what Zayba said. She often fantasized about him having sex with her kids quite vocally when they were fucking. In the past, she always ended by saying there was no harm in fantasizing followed by a provocative wink. Now he was moments away from displaying his cock to her three prepubescent kids for real...a small step but one that could not be undone.

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Jory, Bethany and Paige were watching a superhero movie for probably the hundredth time or so when Zayba led John into the family room. She got their attention by turning off the television before introducing him. Despite many past visits for sex with Zayba at her mother's brothel, this was the first time he actually visited her home and met her three kids.

‟Are you the guy in the picture...the cock picture?” eight year old Paige asked shamelessly, stepping right in front of John with her face barely inches from the growing bulge in his crotch. ‟Mommy said you would show it to us today.”

‟Of course he will,” Zayba jumped in, rescuing John from having to reply to such a brazen question, ‟but you have to ask John properly and very nicely first.”

‟Please, John, will you show me your big cock, the one in the picture?” the eight year old asked with a bright smile, showing no signs of embarrassment at such a lewd request.

‟I would be happy to,” he replied, his cock throbbing in his jeans as he looked over to Zayba, unsure what he was supposed to do next.

‟I'll tell you what,” Zayba chimed in, rescuing him again, ‟the three of you sit on the couch and I'll help John take off his jeans so you can all see.”

The three kids got on the couch while Zayba positioned John a few feet in front of them. When everyone was ready, Zayba made a show of undoing his belt and pulling down his zipper to let his jeans slowly fall to the floor around his ankles. By then his cock was swelling again with a large bulge pushing out against his clinging boxer briefs.

Paige and Bethany giggled seeing that bulge and squirmed around on the couch. John's cock stiffened even more when the girls carelessly spread their legs. He clearly could see neither one was wearing panties under her dress.

‟Are you ready?” Zayba asked loudly for both his and the kids' benefits.

She stood behind John, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of his boxer briefs and slowly pulled them down over his hips. When the stretchy fabric crossed his dick, the half hard shaft popped out, followed almost immediately by his dangling ball sac. Zayba continued pulling his underwear down without saying anything until he could step out of them too. For an awkward moment, no one said a word. John just stood there wearing only his polo shirt.

‟It's not long and hard like the picture,” eight year old Paige finally complained after a few moments of silence before getting off the couch to get a closer look at John's half hard uncut cock with the head barely peeking out of his fleshy sheath.

‟That's because he isn't aroused right now,” Zayba explained to the eight year old. ‟Men stay soft most of the time unless they are completely aroused. Just ask your brother.”

‟His little dick is always hard and sticking straight out,” Bethany laughed from where she was sitting on the couch, ‟'cause he's always playing with it.”

Jory blushed and covered the hump in his crotch with his hands, apparently embarrassed that his sister hinted at him getting hard, let alone jerking off.

‟I want to see it hard...like in the picture,” Paige whined, looking at her mother.

John and Zayba exchanged questioning glances. He wasn't about to say anything until Zayba indicated what was next, even though he was the one who suggested her kids could touch him if they wanted. Zayba took a deep breath, smiled at John and turned her attention to her eight year old daughter.

‟Well, honey, sit back down and I'll try to explain it in ways you'll understand,” she began while continuing to stand next to John.

‟We know about hard penises and putting them inside a woman to make a baby,” Bethany said firmly, squirming on the sofa, her knees casually spread wide enough John could clearly see her hairless mound and smooth tight pussy slit. ‟They teach us that stuff in school.”

‟Yeah, but they don't tell us how to make it hard in the first place,” Paige chimed in while focusing her eyes on John's cock.

‟I think she has a point,” John smirked, barely able to suppress his grin, believing  Zayba was becoming more and more uncomfortable, ‟then again, its been a long time since I was in third or fourth grade.”

For a moment, Zayba just stared at John. Then she smiled deviously and turned to her three kids.

‟Well the first thing that helps make a man hard,” she began, grinning wickedly as she looked back over her shoulder at John, ‟is when he sees naked people, especially naked young boys and girls. Take off your clothes so he can see all of you nude.”

The kids scrambled to quickly remove their clothes, clearly not bothered at all of being nude around others. Zayba helped John pull off his shirt so he was completely naked as well before undressing herself.

‟Actually, we are all usually fully or partially naked around the house,” she murmured in his ear as she pulled his shirt off. ‟The kids only put something on because you were visiting.”

As she spoke, John's eyes flitted back and forth at the three kids as they removed their clothing. The girls both wore only light sundresses they easily dispensed with. Jory wore little more, a t-shirt and baggy shorts. When they were done, the three of them stood a few feet in front of John and Zayba grinning happily.

Just as Zayba said, John's cock began to swell looking at the three naked kids. Both Bethany and Paige had flat chests and a smooth belly sticking out slightly over their bare protruding mounds, with tight slits that disappeared invitingly between their legs. Jory's thin four inch uncut cock stood out above his still tight ball sac, the head peeking out from his fleshy sheath.

‟He's still not hard like in the picture,” Paige complained after a few moments, speaking to her mother but keeping her eyes locked on John's dick.

‟Well, sometimes a man needs a really good look at naked bodies before he gets completely hard,” Zayba murmured suggestively, standing behind John with her arms wrapped around his chest, pinching his hard nipples. ‟Sit on the couch together and he'll kneel on the floor in front of you so he can get a real good close up look at each of you.”

The kids did as they were told with no hesitation. Neither Bethany or Paige bothered to close their legs, while Jory sat off to one side idly fondling his thin dick. John let out a low moan as Zayba encouraged him to kneel in front of the kids to intimately inspect her daughters' smooth bare pussies and her son's developing cock.

‟Aren't they all so beautiful,” Zayba whispered in John's ear while pressing her tits with their stiff nipples against his back, ‟so smooth and so innocent and so desirable?”

John moaned again as his cock visibly stiffened staring at Bethany's tight pussy slit as it gaped open slightly when she spread her knees apart. Zayba seemed to read his mind as his hands started toward the little girls.

‟No touching,” Zayba scolded him teasingly, playfully slapping his hand. ‟Remember this is show and tell...at least for right now.”

‟So what do we do for show and tell, Mommy?” Paige asked, squirming to sit up even while her nine year old sister slouched down, her pussy slit beginning to gap open less than a yard in front of John.

‟I think you girls should spread your legs as far apart as you can to give John a good look at your beautiful pussies,” Zayba told her daughters somewhat breathlessly, ‟and Jory should hold out his cock.”

John looked back over his shoulder at the grinning Zayba, not quite believing what she was telling her prepubescent kids to do just a few feet in front of him. For their part, the kids readily complied.

Paige and Bethany put their heels on the edge of the couch, with their legs spread so far apart both of their tight pussy slits gaped open even more. Jory got to his feet slightly off to one side, holding his dick out for John's inspection.

‟Beautiful...just...beautiful,” John sputtered, taking his own cock in his hand as he flicked his eyes between the two young girls' blossoming pussies and the preteen boy's thin cock.

Paige and Bethany giggled seeing his cock stiffen slightly more in his hand. Jory smiled wanly and without a word slowly stroked himself a few times.

‟So is this the way you fantasize about seeing naked little boys and girls, sweet young prepubescent kids?” Zayba whispered in his left ear before probing it with the tip of her tongue. ‟How often will you jerk off picturing those sweet pussies, imagining how tight they are as your cock slides into them? Or taking Jory's beautiful little dick into your mouth or watching him jerk himself off while you fuck him?”

John groaned loudly, stroking his swelling dick even faster as Zayba pressed her hard nipples into his back and bit his ear lobe.

Bethany reached down and spread her pussy lips with her fingers first, giving John an unobstructed view of the pink inner folds, the small developing clit and the tiny dark hole leading deeper into her nine year old cunt. When she saw what her sister was doing, Paige followed suit, causing John to gasp again and feel the familiar growing tingle of an impending orgasm.

‟He's still not as hard as the picture, Mommy,” nine year old Bethany exclaimed as she casually began circling her developing clit with one fingertip.

‟Yeah, we need to do something else to make him harder, Mommy,” eight year old Paige chimed in before both girls burst into another round of giggles. ‟Do you have any other ideas about what else we could do?”

John heard Zayba snicker in his ear and turned his head to see her grinning wickedly.

‟You set me up, didn't you?” he asked, even as he felt her finger split his ass cheeks and swirl around his asshole.

‟Well I did say they needed to learn more about sex,” Zayba grinned, her hard nipples pressing firmly into his back as her fingertip pushed a short way into his asshole, ‟and you did say they could touch your cock if they wanted.”

‟I thought you said this was show and tell,” John responded, turning so he could slip his hand up between Zayba's legs to fondle her warm and quite wet pussy in front of her kids.

‟Well it is...kinda,” she grinned back at him and pushed her finger into his asshole to the second knuckle. ‟You show my three kids your lovely hard cock and let them touch you. After they get you really hard, I'll tell you where you can cum.”

‟What if I can't hold back and start to cum on one of them?” he asked, his cock starting to throb in anticipation of the kids touching him.

‟Then I guess we'll have a long night until we get you hard again,” Zayba smiled wickedly and swirled her finger around in his asshole, ‟so I suggest you control yourself if you want to take advantage of all that's available to you.”

‟All? What do you mean by all...exactly?” he croaked as her fingertip punched against his prostate and he felt the urge to cum building in his balls.

‟I suggest you pay attention to my daughters,” Zayba replied without answering his question. ‟I think they have a question for you.”

John turned back to see both girls rubbing their fingers in their tight pussy slits while Jory made no effort to disguise how fast he was stroking his hard little dick. From the corner of his eye, John saw Zayba nod her head just before nine year old Bethany stopped fingering herself, got to her feet and stepped just inches away from his throbbing dick.

‟Can I touch your cock, John, and make it harder the way Mommy told us?”

‟She means we...all of us...me and Jory too,” Paige added, stepping next to her sister, close enough John could feel her warm breath blow over his aching dick.

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