Just Molly and Me and her Cute Daughters Three

He was sitting at my computer surfing the web when he heard what sounded like his backyard gate shutting, since he couldn’t think of any reason any one would be in his yard he got up to take a look. There, standing by his pool were three little girls.

The house next door to his had recently sold. He’d seen the family move in two days ago. There was an adult woman and three children; he didn’t see any men except the movers. He hadn’t introduced himself yet, he’d intended to go over tomorrow, Saturday, and say hi. Now it looked like the kids beat him to it.

He went downstairs and walked out the back door asking, “Hi girls, can I help you with something?”

“Hi Mister, we’re just looking at your pool,” one of them replied.

“I’m Harry Leach, who are you,” I asked.

The middle sized one replied, “I’m Beth, she’s Anna, indicating the taller girl and she’s Cherry, pointing to the smallest. We just moved in next door.”

“Well Beth, et. al., would you like to go swimming?”

“Yeah, would we ever, can we?”

“Let’s go talk to your Mom and see what she has to say, ok?”

After traipsing next door; they all went in, where he was greeted by a chubby red headed woman who appeared to be in her early thirties. She was cute in a “girl next door” kinda way. Her light red hair was cut short; she had a freckled little pug nose, jade green eyes and the prettiest smile he’d seen in years.

“Hi neighbor, I’m Harry Leach,” said he.

“Hi Harry, I’m Molly Macklin. I see you’ve already met my brood, would you like some iced tea or lemonade?” she smiled.

“I’d love some lemonade,” he replied as she led him to the kitchen.

Molly poured each of them drinks then sat at the table with him. They chatted about her moving experience, she said she was almost unpacked and was tired from the effort.

He took that as an opportunity to ask, “Molly, the girls would like to go swimming. Why don’t you grab a suit, too and you all come over. You can get a little R&R and maybe a little swimming in; I could grill some burgers and dogs and we can have a barbecue for dinner, what do you say?”

“Harry, that sounds like fun. What time do you want us?

It was already 2:00, he said, “Let’s make it around four; it’ll give me time to bake some beans and whip up a potato salad to go with the burgers, ok with you?”

“Harry, it’s a date; do you want us to bring anything?”

“Maybe some towels, I don’t know if I have enough.”

Harry iced down some beers and soft drinks in a cooler and set it out near the pool, fixed the potato salad and beans and shaped the burgers so they’d be ready for the grill then he changed into my swimming suit and went outside.

Molly and her girls were right on time, led, not to his surprise, by Beth. Even though she wasn’t the oldest she seemed like the leader of the pack. Beth didn’t hesitate; she jumped right in the pool. She was followed quickly by Cherry and a little more hesitantly by Anna. Molly walked over to join me on a chaise lounge in the shade.

“Care for a cold beer or a soda,” Harry asked.

“Harry, I think I’ll go for the beer, thanks.”

Anna, Beth and Cherry were splashing each other in the water, all were clad in two piece suits and Molly was too. Nothing outlandishly skimpy but a little revealing none the less; Molly’s bottoms were cut high on the hip and were pulled tight into her crotch; she was showing him a nice deep camel toe. Her top was filled and I do mean filled by breasts that had to be 40D’s. If she had dressed to try to seduce him she surely was dressed for success.

They chatted, getting to know each other. Molly was a registered nurse and worked at our local community hospital. Harry shared that he was an associate professor of history at the community college in town. As they talked, things got a little more personal. Harry didn’t usually share some things about himself but Molly already seemed like an old friend.

He loved teaching, that’s why he did it. He really didn’t need to work; his grandfather had established a $2,500,000.00 trust fund for him that had kicked in when he turned twenty-five. He didn’t share that with Molly but he did tell her that he’d been married and had had a son. Carley, his wife and Hank, his son were killed when a semi, with a driver on amphetamines had run a red light demolishing Carley’s Volvo. That had happened four years ago and the court case was still ongoing.

After expressing her condolences Molly shared her past with me. She’d been divorced for six years from a man named Michael Macklin.

Molly joked, “Mike’s friends used to laugh. They said he only got laid every two years and I had a kid every time. Anna’s twelve, Beth’s ten and Cherry’s eight. Instead of having one at six he divorced me for a newer model.

Harry told her she looked like a pretty snazzy model to him and that Mike was a fool.

Taking his hand she put it on her belly saying, “Harry I let myself go a little after Cherry was born. I kept this tummy and Mike didn’t like it. He wanted someone lank and lean.”

He didn’t take his hand away and she didn’t object. Harry rubbed her stomach telling her, “I like it; I think you’re really cute and sexy just like you are.”

“Well thank you Harry, you’re lookin pretty good too.” When she said that she was looking at my lap where an erection was beginning to sprout, then she looked me in the eye and grinned.

“Come on Harry, let’s get in the pool and harass the kids.”

When they got in the pool they were greeted by a wall of water, all three girls splashed them and, of course, Beth the instigator had to get out and try to cannonball them. They played in the pool for about an hour and Harry got several hands full of Molly, breasts, bottom and even a little of that camel toe. She didn’t seem to mind, in fact she got a hand full herself a couple of times.

“Ok everybody out, it’s time to eat. Maybe you gals can get back in for a little while after dinner,” Harry called out.

Cherry was the first up the pool ladder, she had a cute little bubble butt but still a little girl’s body and her top was looked like two triangles of cloth covering pimples. Anna followed her and what a contrast. Anna had a beautifully shaped ass, flaring hips and tits that were at least 32’s. Beth trailed; she had to take another shot at splashing Molly and him. As she scampered up the ladder one side of her suit was pulled into her butt crack baring one cheek. She had plump cheeks and the beginning of a feminine figure. Her breasts were beginning to bud; she was going to be a beauty, no question. Molly was last, she gave her bottom a wiggle at him, looked over her shoulder and grinned invitingly.

He cooked the burgers and dogs and they feasted. Molly and Harry had their third beers; the girls got Cokes, after finishing and cleaning up the girls jumped back in the pool.

Molly and Harry went back to their loungers; they sat side by side holding hands and talking.

Harry said, “You’re got three really cute daughters Molly.”

With an evil glint in her eye she replied, “Yeah I do don’t I.”

Something about her look made him answer, “Hey Molly, I like big girls.”

Reaching over she squeezed his cock saying, “Good.”

When opportunity knocks Harry’s quick to answer. “Molly tomorrow night after the girls go to bed why don’t you come over, I’ll burn a couple of steaks, bake some potatoes and maybe steam some asparagus, what do you say?”

“Sounds good, I can toss a salad and bring some garlic bread.”

“How do you want your steak cooked and what do you like on your potato,” he asked.

“Medium rare on the steak and,” taking his hand again and placing it on her tummy, “everything on the potato, can’t you tell.” With that she pushed his hand a little lower. He cupped her sex through her suit and ran a finger along her camel toe. Molly gasped a little then said, “We need to talk a little, though.”

“What is it Molly?”

“Harry I don’t want to disappoint you so I better tell you now. I won’t let you fuck me at least not in my pussy. I’ll do just about anything else, though. I know we can have some fun. Before you ask I’ll tell you why. Remember when I said Mike’s friends joked about him only getting laid every two years? Well they were close to right. After Anna was born I’d decided I was going to leave him. He ran around on me almost from the start and I was tired of it. I made him use condoms after that, so what happened, one broke; that was Beth. I went on birth control pills after that. They’re 99% effective, did you know that?”

He nodded no, he didn’t know.

“Well so they say. I guess I’m a 1%er, that’s Cherry. It seems that if a man waves a dick at me I get pregnant so I settled on abstinence.”

“Harry that’s the bad news, the good news is I’m pretty good with my mouth and I’ve even been known to take it up my little, well maybe not so little, bottom. Can you live with that?”

“What kind of wine do you want with the steaks tomorrow?” he asked in answer to her question.

Before they went home Harry set the pool rules for the kids. The main one was that they were not to get in the pool unless Molly or he was there. They were ok with that. He had some outside work to do the next day and told them that, if it was ok with Molly, they could come over around 10:00 in the morning. That got a hurrah.

At 10:00 on the dot the parade entered with Beth in the lead, of course. Into the pool they went. They were all good swimmers but Cherry went through the water like a little otter, she’d be swimming for her school team in a few years.

Around eleven Harry took a beer break. Sitting in the shade he called out asking if anyone wanted a soda. Only Beth came over. She got a Coke and sat in the chair a few feet across from him, facing him. They chatted for a few minutes then she pulled her feet up on the chair splaying her legs. She reached as though she was adjusting the leg band of her suit and pulled the suit aside showing me her young, hairless pussy. Harry caught his breath and looked up at her. She was smiling at him when she pulled her suit back over.

Harry was in awe and dumbfounded; struck momentarily speechless He just sat there. Finally he was able to ask, “Beth why did you do that.”

“Because I wanted you to see me, did you like it?”

“Beth sweetheart, you’re cute but I really like big girls.”

“Oh Harry, I think you like little girls, too, I’ve seen how you look at our bottoms when you think we aren’t looking. Cherry noticed, too, not Anna though, she’s a little slow on the uptake.”

“You want to feel it Harry?”

“For God’s sake Beth, are you trying to get me in trouble?”

‘You won’t get in trouble Harry, not with any of us.”

He’d gotten a raging hard on during this surrealistic conversation and was afraid to stand up. Finally he said, “Beth why don’t you get back in the pool.”

She ran laughing and jumped back in, swimming to Cherry and whispering in her ear. Cherry looked over at him and grinned.

He’d never thought about little girls as sexual beings but then again he’d never been around little girls much. Beth, the little vixen was changing his mind. He wondered what it would be like to screw her, God she’d gotten him hard just talking.

After the girls left he got things together for supper. He didn’t expect Molly until around ten but he didn’t want to be rushing around at the last minute. Then he took a shower and changed. Harry went real casual, commando with loose fitting shorts, a button up shirt and mocs with no socks. He got a beer and turned on the TV.

At nine he put the potatoes in the oven to bake, cleaned the asparagus and seasoned the steaks then he lit the charcoal.

He’d steamed and chilled the asparagus, dressing it with sesame oil and rice wine vinegar then, at ten ‘til ten he opened the wine, he’d chosen a Cabernet, and put on the steaks.

Everything was ready when Molly showed up with her salad and bread.

The dinner was delicious and the company even nicer. Molly proved to be a bright woman, witty and with a self-depreciating sense of humor. Harry found her delightful; they talked about movies, music the arts, just a pleasant conversation. After they’d finished he cleaned up and they took their wine to the living room and put on some music.

Sitting on the sofa Molly snuggled up to him. She took his glass from him, set it on the coffee table and kissed him, exploring his mouth with her tongue. She unbuttoned his shirt and fondled his nipples then sucked and nipped on them. No one had ever done that to him before, he found it arousing then she unzipped his shorts and masturbated him to an erection.

Molly took him in her mouth and it was fantastic. She was able to completely deep throat him and could constrict her throat like she was milking his cock. She bobbed up and down then enwrapped him with her tongue and swirled it around his engorged member. She tickled his little hole then took him back down her throat. Harry was ready to cum and told her so, “Molly, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, ooo, I’m coming.” She kept at it.

He gripped her head and pumped into her mouth blasting stream after stream of cum and she swallowed it all while still deep throating him. Then she milked him dry. Harry was still gasping for breath when she came up and kissed him. He’d never been a fan of kissing right after and tasting himself but, somehow he didn’t mind with Molly.

“Wow” was all he could say, then gaining a little control he took her hand saying, “Let’s go upstairs.”

In the bedroom Harry unbuttoned Molly’s blouse and removed her bra. He was startled by how firm her breasts were. They were large and freckled but, even after three children, there was almost no sag. He fondled them and gave each a kiss before dropping to his knees and tugging down her shorts. Her pantied pussy was right in front of him. He took her elastic waist band in hand and rolled her panties down to her feet; she stepped out. Her light red pubic hair was sparse and neatly trimmed; he could see the beginning of her slit. He pulled her to him and gave her a kiss at her “V” then stood and took her to his bed.

He took her in my arms and kissed her fervently on the lips then kissed down her neck to her breasts. Taking one nipple in his mouth and the other between thumb and forefinger, he sucked one while gently twisting and pinching the other. Molly let out a small moan. Harry continued kissing downward, over her tummy where he tickled her little innie navel with his tongue and on over her mons to her vulva where he opened her with his tongue and licked along her inner lips. Molly had a womanly musky scent and taste and she was already lubricating. He teased her hole with the tip of his tongue, flicking it in and out of her before moving up to take her clitoris between his lips. Molly had a protruding clit, long and pearly pink at the tip. He sucked on it like it was a nipple then swirled around it and sucked again. It was engorged and red from his ministrations and Molly had begun to moan loudly and buck her hips. He reached around her hips and took both of her back cheeks in his hands and pulled her harder against his hungry mouth. She was already pounding into his face; when he put a finger in her bottom she exploded in orgasm. Her vagina contracted time and again washing his tongue with her fantastic fluids; he licked hard and fast to keep up with her flow. Harry continued to lick as her orgasm subsided, finally her thrusting ceased and she lay back with a deep sigh, “Harry, that was wonderful, God it felt good.”

“I liked it, too, I love the taste of you Molly.”

“Harry I’m glad that you like cause I think I want you to taste me a lot more,” she winked at him.

He lay down beside her, he wanted to take her bottom but he knew we needed to talk first.

As he held her he said, “Molly something strange happened today, it’s about Beth.”

Molly sat up asking, “Oh Harry what did she do now?”

He recounted the episode in detail, he didn’t want Molly to think he was some kind of pedophile after her children but as it turned out that wasn’t what she was concerned about.

“Harry, I can’t believe this, she only waited two days before going after you, I’m sorry.”

“What do you mean?”

“Got time for a long story, Harry?”

“Tell me,” he replied.

“Harry, in our old apartment the girls all had to sleep in one room. Several years ago I put up a hidden camera and audio recording device. It was a nanny cam so I could check on the babysitter. The babysitter never did anything wrong but several months ago I saw the girls. Evidentially Mike had forgotten some porno flicks when he left. I didn’t know about them but Beth found them and the girls all watched. Beth, being Beth, wanted to do some of the things they’d seen.”

“Harry, on the monitor I saw then all go into their room; Beth had a candle and a jar of Vaseline; she’d seen a girl using a dildo on the video and she wanted them all to try it. Anna had gotten some sex education in her health class and she didn’t want to. She told Beth that it would hurt and she explained that they would rupture their hymens if they did that. I don’t think Beth even knew she had a hymen ‘til Anna told her; but did that deter her, hell no. She wanted to go first and, of course, if Beth wanted to do it then Cherry did. Anything Beth does Cherry wants to try. Beth pressured Anna to do it to her. At first Anna refused but when Beth told her she’d do it herself Anna gave in.”

“Harry you wouldn’t believe it, Beth took her shorts and panties off and lay down on the bed. She pulled her feet up under her butt and opened her legs. Harry, I watched. Beth held herself open for Anna. Anna twirled the candle in the Vaseline and pushed it into Beth. I saw her pause when she got to her hymen and Beth told her to put it in her. She pushed it in. Beth gave out a little cry when she was torn but nothing more then she told Anna to push it in and out like the girl in the video. Anna pumped her for about five minutes before Beth said, “Your turn.”

“Anna tried to talk her way out of doing it but Beth can be a force of nature. She pulled Anna’s shorts and panties down and told her to get on the bed. Anna did as she was told; then Beth opened her thighs and pushed the candle in. When Anna’s cherry was broken she started to cry. Beth didn’t care, she pumped her hard and Anna started to react. Her crying changed to a mewling then to moans that weren’t from pain. On the camera I could even see her getting wet and she started rubbing herself. Beth kept at her until Anna had a little orgasm. Then I heard Anna thank Beth, telling her how good that felt. I think Beth was jealous, she hadn’t gotten the same thrill.”

“While Anna and Beth were talking about how it had felt Cherry had to chime in. She wanted to do it, too. Even Beth tried to talk her out of it telling her she was too young and too small “down there.” Cherry nearly forced Beth to do it. She rolled her panties and shorts off and jumped on the bed. Harry, it was pathetic, she’s a little girl, she shouldn’t even know about this stuff but she couldn’t be talked out of it. Beth used the narrow end of the candle. When she broke her Cherry screamed out in pain and started crying. Beth didn’t even pump her; she left the candle in for just a few moments then pulled it out.”

“Harry, I was appalled by what I’d witnessed but I was even more appalled by what I heard after they had finished and I was particularly surprised by who spoke up. Anna must have really liked what she got. She told Beth that if a candle could feel that good that she wanted to get a real man to do it to her. Beth was all for that, she said she’d find the guy they wanted. Cherry piped in that she wanted to do it, too.”

“Harry, I’m afraid Beth thinks she’s found her man. I overheard them and all three of them are crazy about you. I’m sure you’re their target.”

“Molly, this is insane. What can we do about it?”

“Harry, in just two days I think you’ve gotten to know Beth. What do you think she’s going to do?”

“I think she’ll keep trying to interest me, to seduce me and when I turn her down she’s going to find someone who won’t, what do you think?”

“I think you’ve figured Beth out in just two days.”

“Beth, what do you want me to do?”

“Harry I don’t think you’re going to believe what I’m about to say, hell I don’t believe what I’m about to say but Harry, fuck them; that’s what I want you to do, you fuck them all or someone else will and I trust you, so do it.”

“Molly that’s a pretty big step and I could get in some very serious trouble. Have you given that any thought?”

“Harry, the girls won’t say anything. After you’ve done them I’ll sit them down and explain the consequences to them, to you and to me. I’ll be involved enough that I’d be in trouble, too.”

Harry hated to confess it but he was getting hard just at the thought of wrapping those tight young pussies around his cock, he told Molly that he’d do it.

“Harry, I’ll send Beth over tomorrow morning. I’ll tell her there’s something you need to talk to her about. I’ll guarantee you she’ll push the issue, ok?”

“Ok Molly if that’s what you want.”

“Harry it’s not what I want. What I want is for all of my girls to walk down the aisle virginal and dressed in white but I know that’s not going to happen.”

Their strange conversation had dampened their ardor, they never did anything more they just went down stairs and talked out what he was going to do.

“Molly, let’s talk about a few things. Beth will be first. Has she started her periods, do I need a condom?”

“No Beth and, of course Cherry are safe. Anna is fertile but I put her on birth control two years ago, she was having some problems and I did it to regulate her so you’re ok.”

“Molly, even if they’re not virgins I’m probably going to hurt them, especially Cherry. Are sure you want me to try with her?”

“She’ll insist.”

He walked Molly home and kissed her good night.

Back in his bedroom he got out the KY Jelly and put it on the night stand, he knew he’d need it in the morning, and then he went to bed.

Lying in bed he replayed this strange, surreal day. He really was going to let a ten year old seduce him in the morning and he really was going to take her to his bed. And he still wanted Molly’s bottom.

Harry was having a cup of coffee when, at 8:00 there was a knock at the door. He answered and Beth came in. She was dressed in burgundy gym shorts that were loose at the leg holes and a light pink pull over; he asked if she’d like anything. She said no so he carried his coffee into the living room and sat down. She took the chair across from him; it was positioned so she could play her little games.

“What did you want to talk to me about Harry,” she asked as she put her feet on the chair seat and opened her thighs.

She didn’t need to pull her shorts aside, they gaped open exhibiting her panties but she did open and close her legs assuring that she had his attention. He watched her every move.

“Like what you’re seeing Harry, I’ll show you more if you want,” she teased.

Taking one last shot he asked, “Beth, why are you doing this, you’re a young girl, you shouldn’t be displaying yourself to me.”

In answer she reached down to her crotch and pulled her panties aside, displaying her little pussy saying, “Harry I want you to look at me. Do you like what you’re seeing; do you want to touch me, Harry?” As she rubbed a finger along her slit.

“Beth I think we’d better go upstairs to continue this conversation.”

As they walked toward his bedroom Harry wondered how he should handle Beth. Should he kiss her, hold her and hug her; maybe play with her a bit to try to get her ready or should he just take her? He decided on the slower approach.

Sitting on the bed he said, “Beth would you come over here, please.”

When she came to the bedside he lifted her onto his lap, asking her if she had any idea what she was getting into.

Her answer was pretty straight forward, she took his hand and put it on her pussy saying, “Harry I want you to want me, do you?”

With the hard on he had pushing against her bottom it would have been hard to deny that he wanted her, he answered, “Yes Beth I want you if you’re sure that’s what you want.”

She snuggled against me, answering, "Yes Harry that’s what I want.”

He gathered her in his arms and lay on the bed, kissing her before lifting her top over her head. She had micro-breasts, more swollen nipples that full fledged titties, he rolled them with my fingers and Beth moaned. Young breasts are particularly tender so he gently sucked them.

He asked, “Do you like?”

She whispered, “Yes.”

First he cupped her sex through her shorts and panties then I pulled her shorts off. She was wearing cute little girl panties with Ariel the mermaid adorning them, he rolled them off. He was graced by a heavenly sight. Beth spread her legs after her panties came off and he was looking at her hairless pussy and her little slit. She was still young enough that she didn’t gape open, only a little pink showed.

He wanted her nice and moist so he fingered her, opening her with his fingers. Her little labia were a light pink and he could see her tiny vaginal opening. It seemed impossible to him that he’d ever get into it. He lowered his head to her pussy and inhaled her scent. She had a very light fragrance, mild and mellow. She was dry, Harry assumed she was still too young to produce heavy lubrication, then he licked along her slit and teased her little hole with his tongue.

Harry learned soon enough that, even though she wasn’t producing lubrication, she could sure experience arousal. As he licked her she started to moan and wriggle her hips and when he found the small pearl that was her clit and sucked on it her belly muscles rippled from the intense pleasure she was feeling. For a little girl her orgasm was pretty powerful as she pounded her pussy against his probing tongue. It was time to take her.

Harry got the tube of KY from the night stand, greased a finger and inserted it into her vagina. She was incredibly tight even on his finger. He pumped it in and out of her several times to be sure she was slick inside then slathered some on his cock.

When he lifted Beth’s legs and positioned himself at her entrance he found out she wasn’t as brave as she thought she was, her body was trembling and he could see fear in her pretty eyes.

“Ok Beth, you’re about to become a big girl,” he said to her as he pushed into her. She screamed in pain.

He probably should have pulled out and quit but, she said she wanted it and now Harry did, too; he thrust forward.

It took some effort to get into her. Even if she wasn’t a virgin the only thing that had ever been in her was that candle, it didn’t compare with 7 ½ inches of man meat. He had to take her hips and pull her towards me as he thrust forward to get even two inches into her tight pussy. She was screaming in agony and wailing while he pushed in, then she settled into mournful sobs. Harry thought, my God, what am I doing? He’d let himself get out of control, he didn’t really want to hurt Beth, hell he wanted her to like it. He’d like more of this tight little girl flesh in the future. He stopped pushing into her and caressed her face. She continued to sob so he backed out a little and tweaked her nipples gently then rubbed down her tummy to her clit. When he began strumming her little pearl she got control of her tears.

With a painful effort at a smile Beth said, “Harry I hurt, you hurt me.”

“I know Beth and I’m sorry. Let’s try something else; it might be easier for you, ok. I want you to get up on your knees and I’ll enter you from behind.”

Harry wasn’t sure whether it would be easier but he wanted to see her from behind, her cheeks were like two white grapefruits separated by a little rose bud, and he reveled in the light scent of her.

With Beth positioned on her knees Harry pushed her head down onto the pillow, stroked on a bit more lubricant and entered her. He took his time; just the head slipped in then he rested, letting her get accustomed to the intrusion. When she pushed her bottom back toward him he took it as an invitation and pushed further into her. The further he got into her the tighter she seemed, it was like having his dick in a velvet vice. He waited for her to push back. After a few moments she wiggled her tail and took another inch. Harry was about four inches into her; he began to gently pump her. She was able to take just a little more with each of his thrusts. It took over ten minutes but finally his balls were resting against her.

Beth had been moaning throughout Harry’s penetration, it wasn’t as painful as before but it still hurt. She wanted to tell him to stop but she couldn’t; after all she was the one that had wanted to do this. Finally she realized he was completely in her, filling her little love tunnel. She rested for several moments then started working her hips, pumping herself on Harry’s cock. It felt better, then good, then great. She liked the fullness he gave her and, even more, she felt more like a woman than a little girl.

When she started to pump back against him he was nearly ready to explode. Just getting into her, the pressure and the friction had nearly gotten him off but now that he was in he could establish a rhythm; he held her by the hips and began to thrust. It was mind blowing, Harry thought, watching his cock slide in and out of her incredibly constricting cunt. Each time he pushed forward into Beth she grunted, ugh, ugh, ugh and each time I pulled out she moaned a quiet ooo, ooo, ooo. Her sounds were so sensual. He reached under her to give her clit some attention, he was nearly ready to cum and he wanted her to have an orgasm if she could.

When Harry started playing with her pussy Beth started getting the strangest feeling, her tummy was churning and she felt so good between her legs. Harry was pumping into her deeply now and that felt good, too. Beth felt her vagina start to spasm and she could feel Harry’s cock swell up. Suddenly Harry pulled her hips back to him and Beth felt herself being filled with his hot cum.

Harry looked down as he pumped cum into Beth’s hot little cunt. He had her filled and there was no room for his jizz, it was flooding out of her and oozing down the insides of her thighs. Beth had started panting when he flooded her and continued to do so as he drained himself into her. He pulled out but held her in place admiring her narrow hips, her cute little rose bud and her cum filled vagina then he lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms.

Holding her he asked, “Are you ok Beth?”

“Oh yes, I’m ok Harry. Harry, am I a woman now?”

“Beth you sure are, you’re my little woman.”

She just beamed at him. She was so cute; he kissed her softly on the lips and hugged her, holding her to his chest. The sex must have exhausted her, she dozed off.

He got up, cleaned himself up and got a warm wash cloth. He opened Beth’s thighs and sponged the cum off her pussy and legs then pulled the covers over her and let her nap.

Downstairs, he poured a cup of coffee and called Molly.

“Well the deed is done. Beth’s upstairs asleep; I think it was a little much for her. You want to come over and have some coffee?”

“Sure, I’ll be right over.”

Harry let Molly in and followed her to the kitchen. She was barefooted and wearing white shorts and a light blue top. He admired the way her delectable ass filled the shorts; he could see her panty line, something he’d always found sexy.

After the coffee was poured and Molly and he were seated at the table he asked, “Want to hear about it?”

“Of course, tell me everything.”

Harry recounted all that had happened, the pain, putting her in the doggie position, how he was amazed that she was finally able to take all 7 ½ inches and finally how she seemed to enjoy it in the end. Then he told her about how Beth was so full that his cum ran down her legs. Molly was getting aroused by just listening, Harry watched as she flexed her thighs masturbating herself.

“You look a little uncomfortable there, can I do anything to help,” he grinned at her.

“You’re damned right there’s something you can do; let’s go in on the sofa.”

“Why, are you going to let me fuck you?” he teased.

“No Harry, and you’ve already got yours, I want you to taste me and make me cum.”

And so he did.

Lying on the couch afterward Molly asked, “Who next?”

“Molly I’d like the toughest one over with. I don’t really want to try to have sex with Cherry, she’s so darned young but I know she’ll insist, so I guess I’d like her next.”

“I suppose I agree. When do you want her, this evening or tomorrow?”

“We may as well make it tonight. Why don’t you bring all of the girls over around six? I’ll fix some burgers and fries then Beth and Anna can swim while I’m upstairs with Cherry and you’ll be here if she needs some help.”

After Beth woke up and came downstairs she and Molly went home. Harry thought he’d get ready for Cherry but then thought, what could he do to prepare; he couldn’t make her bigger.

Molly and the girls came back at six, Beth and Anna already had on their swimming suits but Cherry was dressed in a little pair of shorts and a Care Bear top, God she looked young. Harry grilled the burgers and set out the condiments; everyone ate. Molly and Harry were sitting apart from the girls.

Molly said, “I overheard the girls talking. Beth bragged about how good it felt and stuff like that. She didn’t say anything about the pain. I don’t think Cherry totally believed her though, even if Beth didn’t say anything she was walking a little bowlegged and winced when she sat down. I think Cherry noticed.

“I guess I better get started,” he said to Molly as he called Cherry over.

“Hi Baby, are you ready to go upstairs?” Harry asked her.

“I don’t know Harry, I guess so,” she answered with a quiver in her voice.

He took her hand and led her to his bedroom where he picked her up and held her in his lap asking, “Are you sure you want to do this Cherry?”

“No Harry I’m not sure but I have to, Beth already did it.”

“Ok then,” he said as I lifted her Care Bear top over her head.

He just held her for a few minutes, hugging her like the little girl she was then he helped her out of her shorts and laid her on the bed. He looked over her tiny body and felt like the biggest rat bastard that had ever lived. She was a little girl; there was nothing womanly about her. Her breasts were nonexistent, just little bumps at most, her figure was still a child’s and she was wearing panties to match her tee-shirt. ...

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