11-24-2025, 06:19 PM
Prolog
"What are you doing, Dad?"
"Oh, just some work stuff, honey," Stephan replied, turning away from the clearly pornographic video on his computer screen. He made no attempt to hide the three clearly visible streaks of cream-colored semen that ran down his stomach.
"Can I watch the movie with you?" his blonde, nine-year-old daughter asked innocently as she approached his chair. Her slender figure was clearly visible in the hallway light behind her, silhouetted against her gossamer-thin summer dress.
Of course, she knew exactly what he was doing, having observed him countless times during her childhood. It was simply part of her game to act so innocently until her official sex education began shortly after her twelfth birthday.
"Looks like you came quite a lot tonight, Dad," Lindsay giggled, drawing little circles in the used semen on her father's stomach. "Was it the video with the two teenage girls sucking your cock together, or the one where Mom rides the twelve-year-old while you cum in his mouth? I like the one with the two girls best. How old was I in my first video like that, Dad?"
"It was your fifth birthday," he croaked, as his daughter began licking his drying semen from his penis and testicles, his penis quickly becoming hard again. "This is all you wished for when you blew out the candles."
•••••
“You know, I’m not even sure Lindsay really needs the formal training program,” Daniel said to Stephan and Leigh. “Hell, she already has more experience than most girls or boys in their late teens or early twenties, as you know.”
Stephan and Leigh sat with him and his wife Cassidy in Daniel's office. The brothers and their wives ran a unique, highly personal, and discreet service for truly wealthy clients from around the world. The elegant office on the third-to-last floor of the city's tallest skyscraper was a testament to their success.
For truly exorbitant sums, they trained their clients' often spoiled and self-indulgent children—boys and girls alike—into skilled and considerate lovers, starting from the children's twelfth birthday. The brother's parents had established the service almost forty years earlier, even before the boys were born. From this grew a large international network of very wealthy families who remained satisfied repeat customers for generations.
The individual sessions typically lasted four hours each, three times a week for two years, in a luxury apartment that they used specifically for this purpose as part of their office space. Therefore, they could only accept two children at a time, with a maximum of eight active "students" simultaneously. Due to this exclusivity, they naturally had a long waiting list, and some children were registered even before birth by parents who had completed the training themselves, despite the high, non-refundable registration fee.
Lindsay would be turning twelve the next day, so the question arose whether all four would do their training together at home outside of working hours and do the same in about a year with Stephan and Leigh's son Christopher, or whether they would follow their standard procedures.
“I think it’s important that we familiarize both Lindsay and Christopher with all the procedures and protocols we’ve developed over the years that work so well with paying clients,” Leigh interjected, her own arousal clearly visible in the erect nipples pressing against her lace blouse. “They’ve both had a lot of experience with us at home, but it’s not the same as going through the whole program, albeit in a slightly modified form, including playing with all four of us in all the different combinations.”
“I agree with Leigh,” Cassidy added, leaning forward to gently stroke her sister-in-law’s bare thigh between her knee and vulva. “Both children will have much better sex with someone who can excite them, other than their parents.”
“Okay,” Daniel conceded, having been outvoted three to one. “We’ll come over for dinner tomorrow, and Cassidy and I will discuss where Lindsay should start. After that, we’ll talk it over like we would with any other child and develop a long-term plan. The only difference is that the training will take place at home.”
"Good," Leigh grinned, stood up, went to Daniel, gave him a French kiss, and gently pushed his penis through his trousers. "She's really looking forward to starting and bringing Christopher along. Stephan and I can give him a... um... preliminary assessment while you're both with Lindsay."
“Deep down, you’re just an insatiable slut, aren’t you?” Cassidy laughed, giving Leigh a firm, round slap on her bottom, “maybe even the biggest of us, especially when it comes to teenage boys.”
"What are you doing, Dad?"
"Oh, just some work stuff, honey," Stephan replied, turning away from the clearly pornographic video on his computer screen. He made no attempt to hide the three clearly visible streaks of cream-colored semen that ran down his stomach.
"Can I watch the movie with you?" his blonde, nine-year-old daughter asked innocently as she approached his chair. Her slender figure was clearly visible in the hallway light behind her, silhouetted against her gossamer-thin summer dress.
Of course, she knew exactly what he was doing, having observed him countless times during her childhood. It was simply part of her game to act so innocently until her official sex education began shortly after her twelfth birthday.
"Looks like you came quite a lot tonight, Dad," Lindsay giggled, drawing little circles in the used semen on her father's stomach. "Was it the video with the two teenage girls sucking your cock together, or the one where Mom rides the twelve-year-old while you cum in his mouth? I like the one with the two girls best. How old was I in my first video like that, Dad?"
"It was your fifth birthday," he croaked, as his daughter began licking his drying semen from his penis and testicles, his penis quickly becoming hard again. "This is all you wished for when you blew out the candles."
•••••
“You know, I’m not even sure Lindsay really needs the formal training program,” Daniel said to Stephan and Leigh. “Hell, she already has more experience than most girls or boys in their late teens or early twenties, as you know.”
Stephan and Leigh sat with him and his wife Cassidy in Daniel's office. The brothers and their wives ran a unique, highly personal, and discreet service for truly wealthy clients from around the world. The elegant office on the third-to-last floor of the city's tallest skyscraper was a testament to their success.
For truly exorbitant sums, they trained their clients' often spoiled and self-indulgent children—boys and girls alike—into skilled and considerate lovers, starting from the children's twelfth birthday. The brother's parents had established the service almost forty years earlier, even before the boys were born. From this grew a large international network of very wealthy families who remained satisfied repeat customers for generations.
The individual sessions typically lasted four hours each, three times a week for two years, in a luxury apartment that they used specifically for this purpose as part of their office space. Therefore, they could only accept two children at a time, with a maximum of eight active "students" simultaneously. Due to this exclusivity, they naturally had a long waiting list, and some children were registered even before birth by parents who had completed the training themselves, despite the high, non-refundable registration fee.
Lindsay would be turning twelve the next day, so the question arose whether all four would do their training together at home outside of working hours and do the same in about a year with Stephan and Leigh's son Christopher, or whether they would follow their standard procedures.
“I think it’s important that we familiarize both Lindsay and Christopher with all the procedures and protocols we’ve developed over the years that work so well with paying clients,” Leigh interjected, her own arousal clearly visible in the erect nipples pressing against her lace blouse. “They’ve both had a lot of experience with us at home, but it’s not the same as going through the whole program, albeit in a slightly modified form, including playing with all four of us in all the different combinations.”
“I agree with Leigh,” Cassidy added, leaning forward to gently stroke her sister-in-law’s bare thigh between her knee and vulva. “Both children will have much better sex with someone who can excite them, other than their parents.”
“Okay,” Daniel conceded, having been outvoted three to one. “We’ll come over for dinner tomorrow, and Cassidy and I will discuss where Lindsay should start. After that, we’ll talk it over like we would with any other child and develop a long-term plan. The only difference is that the training will take place at home.”
"Good," Leigh grinned, stood up, went to Daniel, gave him a French kiss, and gently pushed his penis through his trousers. "She's really looking forward to starting and bringing Christopher along. Stephan and I can give him a... um... preliminary assessment while you're both with Lindsay."
“Deep down, you’re just an insatiable slut, aren’t you?” Cassidy laughed, giving Leigh a firm, round slap on her bottom, “maybe even the biggest of us, especially when it comes to teenage boys.”