Date: Sun, 6 Jan 2008 19:09:38 -0800 (PST)
From: xxxseaauthor@yahoo.com
Subject: Mr. Edwards, Chapter Five

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A warm, wet sensation on my right ear dragged me out of my sound sleep.  I
blinked, trying to wake up.  Again, the warmth, the wetness circled my ear.
Fuck, what was going on?  Then the tip of a tongue slid into my ear and sent
tickling sensation down my whole body.  Then it retreated and I felt lips
pressed up against my ear and I heard his voice.

"Mr. Edwards, wake up.  Come on, it's time to wake up."

I moaned.  The soft, resonant voice of Caroline's father continued.  "Come on,
Baby.  Wake up. Play time"

I turned my head and his face was right in front of mine.  His mouth went down
on mine and I eagerly opened my mouth to receive his tongue.  I felt his hand on
my chest.  He slowly rubbed the space between my nipples and then started a slow
trip down over my abdomen to my engorging cock.  All the time our tongues were
swirling.  Oh, fuck, what a wonderful, glorious way to wake up.

Suddenly I was aware of a mouth on my left tit.  I open my eyes and, peering
down, I could see the back of Caroline's head as she sucked on my nipple.  She
suctioned it tightly and ran her tongue over the tip my nipple.  Fuck, this
seven year old had been well trained on how to service a tit.  Again I moaned.
Her teeth gently clutched my nipple and she pulled back on my tit as she sucked
even harder.  It was like she was nursing on my breast with absolute
determination.  Fuck, fuck, fuck was all I could think. I went back to
concentrating on the sensations of her father's tongue in my mouth and his hand,
gently stroking my cock.

Slowly he broke off the kiss and moved back a bit, but kept his face right in
front of mine.  It was then I became aware of a moaning sound coming from the
other side of him in the enormous bed.

"Your wife is coming to.  Right on schedule.  Let's have some fun".

He sat up and slapped Caroline gently on the top of her head.

"Come on, Baby, there're other things to suck right now".

She looked up with a pout.

"But I like sucking Mr. Edward's nipple."

"And I'll bet he'll let you do it any time you want, right, Mr. Edwards?"

"Sure thing, Caroline.  You can suck on any of my body parts any time you
fucking want.'

The chuckle of Caroline's father became lost in a loud groan coming from
Barbara.

"Quick," he ordered. "Caroline, on her cunt!  Mr. Edwards, get on her other
tit!"

Caroline scrambled to do her father's bidding as he shoved me to the edge of the
bed. Then he rolled over on his right side to face Barbara.  I hurried around
the end of the bed to the opposite side.  I could see Barbara moving, writhing a
bit as she struggled to regain consciousness.  I fell to my knees by the edge of
the bed and sucked in her right nipple.  Caroline's father was already working
on her left nipple.  Caroline, in the meantime, had crawled up from the end of
the bed between Barbara's legs.  She laid on her belly, her little ass a pair
erotic mounds of small innocent flesh.  With her hands she quickly pulled
Barbara's cunt lips apart and dropped her mouth and tongue onto Barbara's shaven
cunt.  The ministration of all three of us was stimulation enough to get
Barbara's moans to increase.  Her head was thrashing side to side and her
eyelids opened but her eyes were rolling, unfocused.  We all continued to suck
and chew on her nipples and cunt.

Suddenly her head snapped up, her eyes focused on two men on her breasts and a
seven year old girl eating her pussy.

"What...What...? Stop!  What's going on?" she said in a hoarse voice.  I held her
nipple between my teeth, but I looked up at her face.  There was such a
horrified look on her face that I actually felt guilty.  She started
thrashing her legs to try to dislodge Caroline from her cunt.  She roughly
pushed Caroline's father away from her left breast and hit my head to free her
right tit.  Suddenly she lurched between Caroline and me to get to the edge of
the bed.  Once up, she turned staring at us.  Caroline's father raised himself
up on his knees, deliberately revealing his hard-on to her.

"Barbara, did one of us bite you?" he asked with what sounded like sincere
concern.  He started moving on his knees toward her across the bed.

Her hands went to her face, her wide, terrified eyes peering at us.

"What the fuck is going on?" she screamed.  She dropped her hands and crossed
her arms across her chest trying to cover her breasts.  There was something
pathetic about the futile attempt as her newly shaved cunt, glistening with
Caroline's saliva, was totally exposed.  She looked at me with horror on her
face.

"Just some nice sucking to get you ready for another fuck, Barbara," said
Caroline's father as if he were explaining the most natural thing in the world.

Barbara lost her ability to say anything in language and was reduced to a series
of gurgling, choking sounds.  Sensing that Caroline's father was nearing the
edge of the bed, she looked around wildly and suddenly darted through the
nearest door, slamming the door behind her.  By this time, he was off the bed.
I was still on my knees, trembling because I was so upset at Barbara's reaction.
What had I done?  Why had I allowed this to happen to my beautiful, trusting
wife?  From the bathroom, we could hear retching sounds.  I suddenly hated
myself.  I felt Caroline's father take a handful of my hair and gently pull me
up.

"The puking is the drugs," I heard him say as I stood.  We stood there face to
face.

"Now, Mr. Edwards, I want her cunt.  So let's see how good you are.  Go in there
and calm her down."

I looked at him.  A rage tore through me.  Then he released my hair and his hand
moved to softly caress the cheek of face.  I felt the anger drain from me.

"O.K., Baby?" he whispered softly.  His hand slid behind my head and pulled me
to his mouth again.  Despite myself, my mouth opened to receive his tongue.  He
rubbed his lips against mine as his tongue explored my mouth.  Pulling back he
locked eyes with me.

"Just remember, despite her shock, she's randy as hell. I guarantee it.  It's
how the drugs work.  So go calm her down and get her ready."

I wasn't sure what he meant but I turned to the bathroom door.  His hand slowly
moved down my back from my shoulder to the right cheek of my ass.  His hand
gently pushed me toward the bathroom door.

I hadn't been in the bathroom.  It was huge and done in an Asian theme.  The
walls were an Oriental red-orange with black bamboo framed mirrors and black
marble throughout.  The left wall was separated by a wall of clear glass with an
opening at the far end without a door to enter a long hallway-like shower.  In
opposite, far corner was a triangular Jacuzzi bathtub.  Barbara was crouching in
the angle formed by the front of the tub and the wall.  Her arms were circling
her knees.  She was staring at me, tears streaming down her face.  Fuck, she
looked like such a mess.  What had I done? Then the memory of his hand touching
me, caressing me, shoving me came to me.  My cock twitched.  Goddammit!  My cock
had developed a mind of its own.  Caroline's father wanted to fuck Barbara.  My
cock began to enlarge.  I found myself reaching for it and gently cupping it
with my left hand, its head rubbing the palm of my hand, I jacked it gently a
couple of times.

I moved to the sink, ran some warm water and soaked a thick wash cloth.  As I
moved to Barbara, she pushed back against the wall, trying futilely to retreat.
I sat on my haunches and began to clean her face with the cloth.  When she
attempted to turn away, I reached up and held her face by the chin with my other
hand.  There was a commanding firmness in how I held her face and I felt in
control.

"Hush, shhh, shhh," I cooed, deliberately attempting to use the same tone I
would use to calm an upset child.  I did this because I just intuitively knew
this is what Caroline's father would do.

"What...what's going on?" she asked in a tiny voice.

"Just some serious partying, Babes," I said, using a nickname I frequently used
with her.

"But, that little girl..."

"Caroline.  You must have had too much to drink if you don't remember her name."

Her face contorted with upset.  She was shaking her head back and forth.  "Oh,
oh...what was she doing?  Why were..."

I overrode her voice, just like I knew Caroline's father would, deliberately
keeping my tone as normal as possible.  "She was eating your pussy, Sweetie.
She was just doing what you enjoyed so much last night."

"What?"

"Yeah, she's a little sex machine.  Who would have thought?  And you two really
went at it last night.  I always thought watching two women would be hot, but a
woman with a girl was fucking awesome."  I reached with my left hand and started
to gently jacking my cock hard again.  Barbara's eyes widened as she saw what I
was doing with my cock.  "She's out there, Babes.  Waiting...just for you...for
us."  I reached up from my cock and grabbed her left nipple and rubbed it
harshly between my fingers.  A groan escaped her.

Suddenly she stood as if to break the charge of sexual energy that was building.
I grabbed her hands and pulled her down to me.  In the scuffle she landed in
front of me and it was easy for me to move so my back was supported by the edge
of the tub.  Barbara was sitting between my legs, her back against my chest.  I
quickly release her forearms and pinned her against me in a bear hug, my arms
encircling her.  She began to thrash so I lifted my feet and placed them inside
her legs in an attempt to pin her down.  She seemed to cease resisting me so I
moved my hands so I could cup and massage her breasts.  I leaned to her right
ear and attempt to duplicate on her ear what Caroline's father had done earlier
to mine.  Little gasps were escaping Barbara and my cock was getting very hard
against her lower back.  I knew she could feel its engorgement.

The door opened and Caroline's father came in.  His magnificent toned body moved
toward us.  His cock was semi-hard.

"Hey, no fair, you two...playing by yourselves in here."  A lopsided grin lit up
his face.  "Good thing, I needed to piss."  He walked right up to us, standing
between Barbara's lower legs.  "Mr. Edwards.  Expose her clit."  I suddenly
realized what he had in mind and my cock throbbed with a sudden rush of blood.
I quickly lowered my hands to her genital area.  Peering over her shoulder, I
pulled her vagina open, making sure her clit was exposed.

Caroline's father had taken hold of his cock, aiming it her.  Barbara started to
resist.

"No, no," he said softly to her.  "Lie still.  You ever do any piss play,
Barbara?  This is really hot.  You'll love it.  I know I'm going to love it."
He was grinning widely as his stream of piss started and he directed it up her
thigh to her cunt and aimed it directly at Barbara's clit.  Barbara's breath
started coming in short gasps as his warm stream massaged and stimulated her
sensitive clit.  A moan came from her throat.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you, Barbara.  My hot piss makes your cunt feel
really nice doesn't it?"  Barbara's hips, despite her best efforts, started to
hump a little.  "Yeah, you like this don't you Barbara?  You are an official
slut 'cause only sluts like to be pissed on.  You are such a hot cunt,
Barbara."  His stream was ending.  I reached over with my right hand, feeling
his warm piss on her skin and started rubbing her exposed clit.  She gasped as
if she couldn't get enough air.

In her ear, I was whispering, "Yeah, go for it Babes.  Have yourself a good one.
You are such a good cunt, such a good cock pleaser."  I could tell she was on
the edge of an orgasm.  A towel landed on her torso.

"Rub her down and bring her back to the bedroom.  Don't wash her.  Caroline
likes the flavor of piss.  Come on, you two."

I quickly dabbed Barbara's cunt area with the luxurious bath towel and shove her
forward, indicating she was to stand.  When she was up, although unsteady on her
feet, I stood and dried most of the piss off my legs and ass.  We left the pool
of piss on the floor as we moved back to the bedroom.  Fuck, I thought, his
cleaning woman must find some really interesting messes to clean up.

Back in the bedroom, Caroline and her father were laying on one side of the bed,
propped up with pillows, all the bed coverings pulled down off the end of the
bed.  He was gently stoking his hard-on with his right hand and was cupping
Caroline's little cunt with his left.  His middle finger was clearly lodged up
inside her.  He was slowly, indolently, fucking her with it.  Her little hands
rested on his hand, clearly showing how much she was enjoying the finger
fucking.  They both broke into smiles as we came in.

I maneuvered Barbara to the other side of the bed and pushed her to the middle
of the bed.  Before she was totally settled, Caroline had moved between her
legs; her father moved up against Barbara and had claimed her right breast.

"Can I lick your cunt, Barbara?"  Caroline asked in a sweet angelic voice as if
she was asking if she could have a piece of candy. I placed my lips against
Barbara's left ear.

"Tell her yes.  Tell her to lick your cunt.  Go ahead."  Caroline's father was
leaning forward watching me coach my wife, a satisfied smile on his face.  All
resistance seemed to drain from Barbara.

Her voice was low and thick with lust.  "Yes, yes.  Eat my cunt.  Make me cum.
I fucking want to cum!"

"Like the good slut, you are, Barbara."  This praise came from Caroline's father
who moved up so he could cover her mouth with his.  A pang of jealously went
through me because I knew how his tongue felt, what sensations and pleasures he
created with his mouth and tongue.  To distract myself I lowered myself to
Barbara's left tit and sucked the nipple into my mouth.  I was deliberately
harsh in how I used my teeth, but apparently from the sounds she was making,
Barbara had no objections to how I was treating her nipple.  We all continued
our efforts and Barbara was once again edging to a climax.

Suddenly, Caroline's father pulled back.  "OK, Fuck time!  Caroline, out of the
way, Baby."  They quickly moved in almost a synchronized way.  I realized this
probably wasn't the first time they had played out this game.  He was positioned
between Barbara's cunt; his cock gloriously hard and red.  He was gently jacking
himself, completely comfortable with sexually stimulating himself in front of
all of us.  "You want it, Barbara?  You want my cock?"  He began to slap his
cock downward, hitting her genital area and I knew his target was her clit.
Barbara was groaning; her labored breathing revealing the depth of her arousal.

"Yesss!" she hissed between clenched teeth.  "Yes, fuck me.  Fuck my cunt with
your cock!"

"Beg!" he commanded.

"Please, please, fuck me.  Fuck my cunt.  Now, please now!"

He continued slapping his cock against her twat.  "You want me to fuck your cunt
in front of your husband and my little girl?  Huh, do you!?"  The last was more
of a command that a question.

"Yes, fuck me.  I want them to watch.  I don't care who watches, please just
fuck me."

He looked at me and grinned.

"Doesn't seem fair to let you be a slut and all they can do is watch."   He
reached in with his left hand to stimulate her clit with his left thumb.  Her
vocal responses went up in volume and her hips began to thrust up and down.
"Why don't you tell your husband to fuck Caroline's little cunt while I fuck
your big, hot cunt?  Why don't you do that, Barbara?"  Her moaning became even
louder.  "Say it!" he ordered.

"Fuck her!" she turned her head to me.  "Fuck the little bitch.  Do anything you
want to her.  Now!  I want fucked!  Do it, dammit!"

"Gladly, Babes," I said with a quick grin of conspiracy to Caroline's father.
"Caroline, get your cunt over here.  Let's show her she's not the only hot cunt
in this bed."   With a giggle, Caroline clamored over to position herself in
front of me, her little legs stretch out on either side of mine.  "Please use
this," she said, handing me a bottle of lube.  "I'm a little sore."

Caroline's father was teasing Barbara's cunt with the tip of his cock at her
cunt opening.  Caroline squeezed the lube on my cock and used both of her hands
to smear it all over my cock.

"Do it, dammit!"  I heard Barbara demand.

"OK, you two, watch!" ordered Caroline's father.  We both obediently turned our
attention to them.  When he was sure he had our full attention, he said, "One,
Two, Three!"  On the last word he plunged his cock fully and deeply into Barbara
whose grunt from the invasion was involuntary.  "Like that, slut?" he asked
Barbara.

"Yes, oh, god, yes.  Please fuck me.  Make me cum.  Please, please, please."
She sounded as if she was on the verge of tears.

"Shh, shh," he soothed her as his hips moved in gentle circles, staying fully
embedded in her cunt.  'I'm going to give you a fucking you'll never, ever
forget, Barbara."  He then started with little jabs in and out with his pelvis,
and I returned my attention to Caroline.

I held out my hand and she handed me the bottle of lube.  I dribbled a line of
it around her cunt.  With my thumbs, I gently massaged it around the lips of her
cunt and then began scooping some of it into her cunt with first one finger and
then another.  I put the bottle of lube to her love opening and squirted some
directly inside.  With my index finger I spread it around inside the warmth and
softness of her cunt.  I lost all awareness in her father and Barbara.  I was
totally absorbed in exploring Caroline's cunt with my finger and running the
thumb of the same hand over the mound outside of her cunt.  My left hand was
rubbing against the smoothness of her upper thigh as well as running across her
mons.

"You ready, Baby?"  I asked softly.

"Yes," she said and pushed her hips up against my hand.

"You want to be on top?"  I asked.

She shook her head no.  "I like it when I can feel you on top of me.  It goes
deeper."

"Oh, Baby.  Whatever you want, however you want it."

We were grinning at one another as she pulled her cunt lips open and my cock
head found its target.  I pushed forward, but slowly.  Oh, fuck, the sensation
was so overwhelming, this soft, tight cunt of this little girl willingly taking
my man cock.  Her eyelids were half closed.  Clearly she was lost in her own
sexual sensations.  I kept moving forward, but then started to fuck in and out
softly, gently, but each time on the inward thrust, I would go a little deeper.

"Oh, my god!  You are fucking her!  You're fucking a little girl!"  I heard
Barbara's voice and turned to her.  Caroline's father was pulling his cock back
from the interior of Barbara's cunt in the cycle of his fucking.  He paused with
just the head of his beautiful cock inside her cunt.

"Yeah, he's fucking a little girl because you told him to do it.  What kind of
fucking pervert are you?" he asked with a grin.  He reached forward and grabbed
her nipples with each hand. Her head snapped back facing him.  "We don't care,
do we?  The kind of pervert isn't important.  Just being a pervert is enough.
Right, Barbara?"  He started slamming into her cunt with his prick.  "Right,
Barbara?"  His voice was harsh, mean.

"Right.  Oh, oh."  She had trouble getting her words out as he pounded his cock
into her.  "We're just a bunch of perverts...oh...fucking perverts...yes!  Yes!
Fuck me!!" she wailed and with a dismissive laugh he willingly obliged her.

I returned to the pleasure of fucking Caroline's seven year old cunt.  She put
her hand on her clit and was masturbating as I fucked her.  My rhythm became
faster; the force of my thrusts was more powerful.  Only someone who has fucked
a little cunt knows how it is the most intense fuck.  I watched my cock go in
and out of her; her hand twiddling her clit, her head rocking back and forth.
What a fucking erotic sight.  Yeah, I'm a fucking pervert.  So is this little
cunt even though she's only seven.  So is her father...so is my wife.  We're all
fucking perverts.  And as I was pounding my cock in and out of her cunt,
I was thinking how I wanted to fuck little cunts for the rest of my life.  And I
had a wife who knew.  How many little cunts would she watch me plow?  Fuck, if
we had kids, would she let me fuck them?  That was the thought that did.  I felt
my balls tighten and felt my cock swell as my load of cum move up and shoot out
into Caroline's cunt.  I was so turned on.  I kept pumping as I kept shooting.
With the last shot, I fell on top of Caroline.  As I tried to catch my breath, I
was aware she was still working her thumb against her clit.  With a cry, she
reached her own orgasm.  Her cunt muscles milked my cock which was incredibly
sensitive.  I bit my lower lip, determined that I would enjoy every spasm of her
little cunt.  Just as I thought I could not take another movement, she sighed
heavily and a total relaxation came over her.  She opened her eyes and smiled at
me.

"That was great!" she whispered.

"Oh, yes, Baby, it was," I said as I moved my mouth to hers.  My adult mouth
covered her child's mouth; my tongue invaded her and I felt her tongue dueling
with mine.  A slap on my ass caused to jerk my head back.

"OK, mister, share time," said her father.

I rolled to the side, groaning with disappointment as my cock popped out of her
cunt.  Clearly, wrapped up in my own sexual union with Caroline, I had missed
the climax of the rutting between her father and Barbara right next to us.
Caroline's father moved between Caroline's legs and began to lick her cunt.

"Come on, Barbara.  Help me clean up this sweet little cunt."

Without protestation, Barbara moved down to join him.  I watched as she and
Caroline's father licked and sucked at Caroline's cum filled cunt.  They would
periodically share some cum with one another and began making humorous sounds,
like pigs at a trough.  Caroline began to giggle from their silliness but also
was thrashing about because of the sexual pleasure radiating from her pussy
because two adults were lapping at her cunt.  Casually, her father gently moved
one of his hands up my leg to my limp cock and began softly playing with my
dick.  It was a quiet sexual acknowledgement of me that sent a warm glow through
my whole body.  Sensing this, he left Caroline's cunt to Barbara and moved up so
he could get his mouth to mine.  I felt like I was melting as our lips met and
his tongue invaded my mouth.  Our mouth fuck was long and sensual.  When we
finally broke apart, both Caroline and Barbara, still between her legs, were
watching us with amused looks on their faces.

"You are full of surprises, lover," Barbara said to me.

"Speaking of surprises," said Caroline's father as slipped off the bed.
"Everyone get comfortable."  He moved to bureau and picked up the stack of
paper.  They turned out to be prints of our photographs from the night before.
I don't know when he had the time to print them off.  The four of us lay in the
bed, Caroline, Barbara, me and Caroline's father, in that order, and passed the
pictures down the row.  I was amazed at how the photographs misrepresented the
truth.  They did, indeed, look like Barbara has fully participated in an orgy
the night before.

The most amusing moment came when she came to the shaving pictures.  She
suddenly looked down at her genital area.  "Fuck!" was all she said, but it was
clear to the rest of us that she had not, up to the moment, been aware that her
pussy area had been shaved!  We laughed and joked about that for the rest of the
day.  Caroline's father wanted us to pick our favorite picture.  Barbara shocked
me by choosing the one of Caroline's fisting her cunt.  I choose the one of
Caroline sucking my cock.  Her father chose the one of him fucking Barbara's
cunt.  Caroline chose the close-up of my licking her cunt, my face clearly
identifiable.  A momentary sense of panic went through me when I saw that photo
and then the twitching in my cock let me know that the fear was easily channeled
into sexual energy.

Then the doorbell rang.

"Caroline, you know who that is.  Go let them in." her father ordered.

Barbara was agitated.  "Should we get up?" she asked.

"Absolutely not!" he said with a broad smile.  He reached across me to pulled
Barbara's head forward of mine.  He leaned in and without instructing us, we
began a three way French kiss.  We moved among our three mouths, some times with
two of us kissing, the third licking and prodding with a tongue; other times all
three of our mouths were open and we were darting tongues between the three of
us.  It was a new experience, at least for Barbara and me, and we lost ourselves
in the pleasure of the moment.

"Daddy!" Caroline's voice cut through our pleasure.  We looked up and standing
in the door was Caroline, a beauty in her total nudity.  Next to her was
standing the most beautiful little Latino boy in a T-shirt and jeans and behind
both them stood a large Mexican in work clothes.  I knew immediately from the
photo album that I had seen the night before this was Cesar and his father,
Miguel, the gardener.  Barbara was grapping for a pillow to hide her private
areas.

"Oh, fuck.  Give it up, Barbara," said Caroline's father and grabbed the pillow
and threw it across the room.  He quickly moved from the bed.  He bent and
planted a long, open mouthed kiss on little Cesar.  Indicting us, the naked
adults on the bed, he said to the boy, "They are Mr. Edwards, and his wife,
Barbara.  Go give them a kiss, my little amigo."  Caroline grabbed Cesar's hand
and pulled him quickly onto the bed.

"Don't be shy."  Caroline's father said to Miguel. They shook hands like this
was a formal meeting in a normal setting, not three naked adults with a naked
seven year old.  Miguel walked slowly into the room and stood at the end of the
bed eyeing the scene before him.

In the meantime, although Barbara was closer to him, little Cesar moved to me
first.  Lying on top of my body, he opened his mouth and kissed me.  This little
kid knew how to French kiss!  I instinctively brought my arms around him and
massaged his back, reaching up under his shirt, as we kissed and moved my hands
down until I was cupping the cheeks of his ass through the denim of his pants
and gently started squeezing them.  As we broke our kiss, Caroline announced,
"Mr. Edwards is my teacher!" and kissed me quickly on the cheek of my face.  I
felt a wave of affection rush through me and smile came on my face.  As I turned
to look at Cesar, I froze as my eyes met those of Miguel.  He was looking at me
with heavy lidded eyes.  His face was totally inscrutable. I couldn't tell if he
was angry or disgusted with me, but I felt very vulnerable and unable to look
away.

The sounds next to me told me that Cesar was involved in Frenching with Barbara.
Miguel finally broke eye contact with me and looked over at my wife with his
son.  His expression didn't change but his hand went to his groin area and he
began to rub his cock through his pants.

"Caroline, where are you manners?  Kiss Miguel," said her father.

"I did that when I answered the door." Said Caroline with an 'I-gottcha' tone in
her voice.

"Well, kiss him again.  I like to watch.  And there's no such thing as too many
kisses," her father replied.

Caroline stood and walked on the bed to the end so she could throw her arms
around Miguel's neck.  He willing opened his mouth and began a hot mouth fucking
with the nude seven year old.  His dark, massive hands quickly moved to her ass
and he was much rougher and  more demanding in how in kneaded her ass from the
way I had handled his son's ass.  Then one hand moved to the front and from the
gasp from Caroline, I knew he had plunge a finger up her cunt.

Little Cesar snuggled down and took Barbara's breast into his mouth and began
suckling on it.  Barbara's breath started to come in short spurts and she look
guiltily at me.  I just smiled and winked at her to encourage her to give into
the passion of the moment.

"OK, Fuck time!" shouted Caroline's father.  "Miguel and Cesar," and he
pronounced their names with perfect Spanish infection, "Get yourselves naked."

He came over and pulled Cesar up.  With a nod, he indicated that Barbara and I
should help strip the boy of his clothing.  It wasn't the most efficient way to
get the clothing off him, but between the three of us we got all his clothes
off.  He was now standing on the bed totally naked in the midst of three nude
adults.  Little Caroline stood naked at the end of the bed and Miguel very
quickly shed his clothes.  Caroline's body and his sitting to remove his boots
allowed only a quick glimpse of his cock.  But I had seen it in the photographs
and I wanted to see it in the flesh.  Caroline steadied herself as she stood by
leaning on Miguel's shoulder, her pale white hand in the black hair across the
back of his shoulders.   Soon all six of us were naked.

"Let's go downstairs to the family room."  It was more an order than a
suggestion.  Caroline grabbed Miguel's hand and pulled him to the door.  Cesar
quickly followed with Barbara after him.  I started to follow and Caroline's
father came up behind him, pushing his cock up against my ass and running his
arms under mine and encircling my torso with his arms.

"So, Mr. Edwards, was I right?" he asked.

"About...?"

"Debauching your fucking wife, man." He whispered in my ear.

"Apparently," I answered with a smile.

"So you owe me...big time.  Just think, you can bring any little girl or boy
home.  It's a fucking pedophile's wildest dream."

My cock was twitching.  Hell, it was like he had read my mind as I was fucking
Caroline.  He started humping himself up against me.

"You owe me," he repeated.

"OK, ok.  How?"

"Oh, Mr. Edwards.  You dickhead.  It's not going to be that easy.  You'll find
out as the time arises.  You just have to know, you owe me."  He started licking
my ear sending shivers down my body and he continued humping against my ass.

"I already told you I'd do anything for you," I said, my voice husky with the
rising passion in me.

"I know, I know," he laughed.  Then suddenly he moved his mouth to the back of
neck and sharply bit me on the back of neck, sucking hard.   The pain shot
through me, but I actually pulled back into him rather than attempting to pull
away.  When he finally stopped, he whispered in my ear.  "You're going to have a
great hickie at school on Monday, Mr. Edwards.  You're going to wearing my
mark...my brand.  You're mine." He hissed in my ear.  He reached around and
grabbed my cock and pulled it forward hard.  "Say it, say it!" he commanded.

"I'm yours.  I'm yours, whatever you want, whenever you want."  He was still
humping up against my ass.

"I want to fuck your ass again, and maybe we can get that done today, but we
need to go downstairs.  I'm neglecting my duties as host."  He pulled me around
and gave a short, rough open mouth kiss.  "Fuck, you are in my system, man," he
said as he leaned his forehead against mine.

The telephone rang.  He kissed me quickly on the lips and went and picked up the
receiver.  'Hey!" he said in the most normal sounding voice.   After a pause, he
said, "No problem, man.  It'll be great whenever you get here."  Another pause.
"Cool.  Looking forward to it, man.  Bye."

I looked at him quizzically but he just smiled and took my hand to lead me out
of the bedroom.   Downstairs was all new to me because I hadn't taken the house
tour the night before.  The room was a large room with a large home theater
installation, a pool table, lots of cushy chairs and sofas and a sliding door
that went out onto an outside patio.  The drapes were pulled wide open so the
room was filled with natural lighting.

Caroline and Cesar were on the rug, in a classic 69 position.  Miguel was
sitting in a large recliner, and for the first time I could see his piece.  He
was gently jacking as he watched the two youngsters slurping on one another's
genitals.  And they were slurping as if they were trying to make as much noise
with their oral ministrations of one another as possible.  The expression on
Miguel's face was as impassive as the one he had bestowed on me in the bedroom.

Barbara was in another chair, clearly a bit awkward, her hands clutching the
front edge of the seat of the chair in a not very subtle to cover her cunt.
Caroline's father nodded his head toward her to make sure that I caught her
insecurity.  He made no explanation for our late arrival.  He walked to a shelf
and picked up an album.  He walked up behind Barbara and gave it to her.

"Check this out," he said quietly.  I moved closer so I could see, but I knew it
was the photograph album that I had seen the night before.  He must have brought
it down when he printed the pictures.  There was an intake of Barbara's breath.

"Last night's photos will be in an album, like this," Caroline's father said
softy.  Barbara looked quickly up at him.  "Hot, huh?  And I'll be showing it to
strangers who will get all hot looking at your slutty cunt.  Does that make you
wet...thinking about that?"  He took a nipple and massaged it between two
fingers.  "Huh?  And we can take some more today, some really slutty ones.
Would you like that?"  I saw him winked at Miguel across them.  "Would you?"

Barbara nodded her agreement but timidly.  He suddenly pulled her nipple outward
and from her reaction, clearly it was painful.   "Say it louder, Barbara!  We
all want to hear what you want."

She was squirming from the pain.  "I want to do slutty things and have you take
pictures of them," she squeaked.

"And do what with them?"

"Whatever the fuck you want to do with them," she said much loudly.

He released her nipple.  "What a sweet, compliant slut.  I like that, Barbara."
He knelt and gently sucked her abused nipple.  I could tell he was flicking his
tongue over it.  He came off and called out to the kids, "Hey, you two. Miguel
needs some attention.  We have to get him nice and hard."  Without any
protestation, they broke apart and rushed over to Miguel who has spread his legs
as wide as he could and the two kids knelt before him and began suck and lick
his cock and his balls.  Caroline's father stood and went back to the shelf and
picked up a camera.  He moved over and took several shots of Caroline and Cesar
performing oral sex on Miguel's cock which continue to grow and expand.  It
wasn't unusually long, but it was so fucking thick.  I couldn't help but move
over to get a better view.  Barbara would have stayed in her chair but
Caroline's father told her to come over with the rest of us.  After his finished
taking pictures, he put down the camera and came around behind Barbara.  He
reached in front of her and cupped her cunt.

"What do you think, Barbara?" he asked.

"He's so fucking big.  How can anyone take that?" she answered, lust having
returned to her voice.  He continued to rub her cunt throughout their
conversation.

"I'll bet your cunt could take his cock," suggested Caroline's father.

Her breath quickened.  He inserted a finger up her cunt. "I...I don't think
I...ohhh," she sighed.

"Barbara, Barbara," he said with a coarse laugh.  "Hell, little Cesar takes it
up his ass."

"Really?"

"Whenever he wants it!" he assured her.

Miguel looked up.  I was actually surprised he was listening to the conversation
because he seemed totally absorbed in the sucking of the two youngsters on his
coke-can sized cock.  "I only fuck him because I have no cunt available."

"Yeah, right!" exclaimed Caroline's father.

"You fucking don't know nuthin'!" Miguel growled.  "My wife wouldn't let me
bring one of the girls.  She said I'd have to be satisfied with Cesar.  Fucking
bitch."  He grunted with pleasure from something one of the kids had done to
either his cock or balls.  "I like cunt."  He groaned again because Cesar had
sucked his huge cock into his mouth, clearly deep throating his father's massive
cock.  Miguel opened his eyes and almost as an accident made eye contact with
me.  I couldn't help myself.  I made an exaggerated expression on my face and
indicated Cesar with the thumb on my hand. This was not a cunt and clearly
Miguel was enjoying his son's cock sucking.  Miguel smiled for the first time
and shrugged.  "A mouth is a mouth," he said in explanation.  He lapsed into the
pleasure of the blow job he was getting and we all just enjoyed the depraved
sight before us, each of us openly playing with ourselves.

As Miguel starting making sounds indicating he getting pretty hot, Caroline's
father asked him, "Miguel, how to you like this cunt?"  He knelt beside Barbara
and pulled her cunt lips apart.  Miguel opened his eyes and a wicked smile
crossed his face.  "Fuck, yeah, man.  That's one hot cunt.  You sure you won't
let me try your daughter's."

"Not yet," laughed Caroline's father.

"Yeah, that cunt will do.  Definitely.  What about her marido?" he asked nodding
in my direction.

Caroline's father just turned and looked up at me.  I was gently stroking my
cock which was almost hard again.  "Hell, man," I said, "I'd like to see that
huge cock of yours go up her cunt."  I realized that I hadn't deferred to
Barbara.  But, fuck, I didn't have to.   A surge of sexual energy went through
me.  "So Barbara, why don't you give it a try?  Go over there and
see if you can get that monster up inside you?"

Barbara looked at me...there was a pause...then a sexy, wicked smile curved her
lips.  "So will it excite you to see your slutty wife take another man's cock?"
she asked softy, a veiled sneer in the words.

"Fuck you, slut.  I've already seen you take the dick of another man...twice.
Don't go getting high and mighty.  Fuck him.  Now."  It was simple, direct.  And
my balls ache with pleasure.  There is power in sex.  There is something about
dominating another person, entering the most private recesses of another
person's body with power and force. Or making someone submit to the invasion of
their private holes just because you say so.  Fuck, sex is linked to power.  I
was getting very aroused and was jacking myself with more force.

Barbara stood up slowly and with a pouty look at me moved over to Miguel.
"Kids, vamoose!" ordered Miguel.  "I'm getting myself some real cunt."

Barbara looked over her shoulder, first at me, and then at Caroline's father.
There was a decidedly look of someone aware of her own sexual being.  She lifted
her breasts and self massaged them.  Then turned back to Miguel and kept her
tits in her hands.  "OK, Miguel, welcome to America."  She straddled the arms of
the recliner.  He reached out and pulled her over his cock.  She had to rise up
to get above it.  Caroline quickly fell on her knees and grabbed Miguel's huge
prick at its base with both of her hands and steadied it as Barbara positioned
herself over it.  Then slowly Barbara started lowering her cunt onto his cock.
A massive groan of sexual pleasure came out of Miguel.  Another groan, more of
effort and pain, grew out of Barbara's throat.  As she rocked her cunt onto his
cock, her vocalizations increased.

"Oh, look, Daddy!" cried little Caroline.  She was pointing at the juncture
between Miguel's cock and Barbara's cunt, but she couldn't resist and she
actually touched the spot where they came together and began tracing the line
where the two sex organs joined.  Her father knelt behind her hugging her to
himself.

"Isn't that amazing?"  he asked her.

"He's so big.  Look at her cunt!"  she said as naturally as another child might
be pointing out an unusual animal to a parent.  I jerked my cock harder.

The ringing of the phone was a sudden and unexpected intrusion.  Her father
stood and quickly moved to the phone.  "Hello.  Great!  Just come to the front
door and ring the bell.  I'll send Caroline up to let you in."  He hung up and
said to Caroline, "Baby, go open the front door."

"Who's here, Daddy?"

"You'll see, Baby.  It's a surprise."

Caroline tilted her head, clearly calculating whether she should just obey her
father or to try to get him to reveal more information.  But she suddenly darted
out of the room and her bare feet could be heard racing upstairs.

We were all looking at him.  "No need to slow the party down, folks," he said
with a wicked grin.  Miguel immediately began to thrust his cock up into
Barbara's cunt and little Cesar dated over to me with open arms.  I scooped him
up and our mouths met in an open kiss.

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