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Part 1

They lay side by side on sun loungers by the pool of a nudist resort. They decided to try the place because they wanted to spice up their two-year relationship. Although they'd been warned that such establishments were rather stuffy, they thought it might at least be a way to further enhance their already quite adventurous sex life by seeing naked people of all body types and ages doing perfectly normal things without any scruples or shame.

“If you absolutely must know: I can’t decide between the little boy and the young girl,” he finally admitted, for fear of having said something that might completely turn her off.

“Seriously… I thought you were going to choose the chubby teenager with the big saggy tits or her skinny friend with the bushy pubic hair and no butt?” Krysten giggled after a brief hesitation, while casually smearing some lotion on her stiff nipples.

"If I had to choose, I'd go for the little boy. He looks old enough to have dry semen, and I'd love to feel it quivering in my mouth. On the other hand, his little sister looks like she's just the right age to feel and finger her tight pussy, and it would be especially delicious to come around my ears with those thin thighs."

Dylan's head snapped around and he stared at her, open-mouthed. She had encountered one of his deepest and most secret fantasies. Although they both occasionally enjoyed bisexual fun and experimented with others—men, women, and couples—she had never before mentioned such an intense interest in children, especially pre-pubescent children, even when they were engaged in their most passionate lovemaking.

Krysten grinned devilishly at him and threw a towel onto his lap to conceal his growing erection—something they had been made unequivocally aware was strictly forbidden in the resort's public areas. Then she stood up and stretched languidly, offering her grapefruit-sized breasts and stiff nipples to the blazing sun, letting them swing brazenly as she moved about in full view of everyone.

"Let's go back to the cabin," she whispered in his ear before picking up her things. "I really need to cum on your cock and tongue. Your cock looks like it's about to explode, and I don't want any of your delicious, creamy cum to go to waste."

Dylan walked with his arms laden with towels to conceal his throbbing erection. Krysten made matters worse as they walked to their cabin, brushing her left nipple against his arm while making lewd and suggestive comments about the various naked bodies of men, women, boys, and girls of all ages they passed, describing in graphic detail what she should do to each of them.

As they approached their hut, they noticed the man with the little boy and girl on the porch next door. The children stood before him as he generously and thoroughly applied lotion, carefully covering every square inch of their supple bodies from forehead to toe.

Dylan and Krysten stopped to watch as the boy openly massaged the lotion into his son's stiff, 15 cm, uncircumcised penis and tight scrotum, so that the tiny tip of the boy's penis peeked out from its fleshy sheath. While the man applied lotion to his son's front, the little girl turned her attention to his back and legs, dramatically smearing the lotion into his butt crack and around his small anus.

Then it was the little girl's turn. She grinned happily and spread her legs wide as her father generously applied the lotion to her flat pink nipples and thin thighs, before lingering on her smooth, hairless mound and boldly and repeatedly parting and probing her tight labial opening with a finger until the tip disappeared inside her.

When the boy seemed satisfied that both children were generously covered in lotion, he stood quietly while the boy and girl smeared the lotion all over his body as well. His five-and-a-half-inch uncircumcised penis stood erect as his son squirted lotion onto it, placed both hands around his throbbing penis, and began to stroke it slowly, steadily, and openly. While the boy did his part, the girl smeared a good amount of lotion on his dangling scrotum and spread even more between his buttocks and around his anus.

“Hi everyone. You must be the couple Annie said she rented the cabin next door for the weekend,” the man called out unashamedly and cheerfully, waving as he noticed Dylan and Krysten standing on the path, practically staring at him, while his children continued to blatantly caress his rock-hard cock and ass. “I’m Adam, and these two cuties are my son Jon and my daughter Taylor.”

“I’m Dylan… and this is… uh… my girlfriend… Krysten,” Dylan stammered, still holding an armful of towels over his bulging erection.

"It's so nice to meet you," Adam grinned warmly, stepping from his porch to within a few feet of Dylan and Krysten. "We always enjoy welcoming new guests, but this is obviously your first time here. You may have already had more sun than you bargained for, especially in some potentially uncomfortable places that will really start to hurt later."

"I brought all sorts of lotions especially for this," Krysten smiled unconsciously, licking her upper lip. She felt the burning sensation on her pale breasts and her mons pubis, which was exposed to the sun for the first time.

“Believe me, some of the natural remedies we’ve developed here over the years are far superior to store-bought products,” Adam chuckled, making no effort to conceal his fully erect penis or the way he lustfully and meticulously examined their two naked bodies. “Make yourself comfortable, I’ll send the children over with some homegrown aloe that should quickly soothe even the worst burns.”

They thanked him and went into their cabin next door. Dylan threw aside everything he was carrying and turned to Krysten, whose throbbing, 15-centimeter-long cock was dripping with precum on the floor. She just grinned mischievously, fell to her knees, and took his cock almost completely into her mouth and throat in a single suck.

"You really want to lick the little girl's smooth, tight pussy until she screams, don't you?" Dylan croaked as he shoved his cock as deep as he could into Krysten's throat.

“Hmm, mphh,” she murmured, as she moved her mouth wildly up and down his throbbing shaft.

“I bet you want to suck the little boy too,” Dylan continued, as the inevitable eruption of his sperm in her mouth increased rapidly and unstoppably, “maybe while his father fucks you and you feel the boy’s dry sperm quivering in your mouth or ass.”

Krysten felt his cock throbbing in her mouth, squeezed his balls, rammed a finger into his ass, and slapped his swollen prostate. He came so hard and fast that his semen spurted from the corners of her mouth and her nose.

"Do you want all this and more?" she grinned mischievously at him as he pulled his limp penis out of her mouth and she stumbled to the sofa. "And I want to watch you do it too. Now stick your tongue in my pussy and a couple of fingers in my ass, or would you rather just watch me finger you?"

Krysten threw herself onto the sofa and spread her legs wide. Her smooth, shaved labia glistened with juice. Dylan knelt between her thighs and slowly licked her from her anus to her clitoris before taking the sensitive tip between his lips. She moaned and pressed her hips against his face as he slid three fingers into her dripping vagina and two into her anus, teasing her soft G-spot from both sides.

"Yes... lick my pussy... like you... want to lick the... little girl," she gasped, as her own climax built rapidly deep inside her cunt. "And suck... my clit... like... you... feel a little boy's cock... in your mouth... trembling... just like me."

Dylan's penis swelled again as he listened to her voice the taboo thoughts he longed to act out. The fact that she was so openly aroused by the idea of sexual games with these children drove him wild. Then she moaned loudly, wrapped her thighs around his head, and flooded his face and mouth with her vaginal fluid—her most intense orgasm in a long time.

•••••

“I told you that they like to do the same things as Mom and Dad,” said a small voice from the direction of the front door.

Dylan's head snapped in that direction and he saw the two naked children standing in the doorway. As he smiled weakly, they casually walked into the stall beside him, brazenly looking back and forth between his ejaculating cock and Krysten's oozing and still trembling pussy.

“You do that really well. Mommy doesn’t make so much noise or squirt like that,” the boy said casually, as Krysten opened her eyes and realized that the two naked children were standing only a few feet away from her and her dripping pussy.

“What...?” Krysten gasped, squeezed her thighs together and tried to cover her bare breasts with her arms.

“Oh, Dad said I should give you this for the sunburn,” the little girl continued to stare unperturbed at Dylan’s stiffening penis as he handed him a plastic bag containing some plant cuttings. “Do you want me to show you how to use it?”

“I don’t think so…,” Krysten began to object, before Dylan placed his raised hand on her thigh and pressed gently.

“Yes, that would be very kind of you. Please show it to us, as we have never used this stuff before,” he said, turning to the young girl. His erection was pointing straight down at her smooth, flat torso, above her tight vulva and below her navel.

“I need a knife to cut open the aloe,” smiled the little girl, her eyes fixed on Dylan’s stiffening tail, “and then you have to spread the sticky inside on all the sunburned areas.”

“Then come right here,” Dylan grinned, taking her hand and leading her to the table in the kitchen area. “Your name is Taylor, isn’t it? I’m Dylan. How old are you?”

“Am I seven and a half?” she said cheerfully as she spread the Aloe cuttings on the table, “my brother Jon is nine.”

As she spoke, Dylan found a rather blunt knife in a drawer and handed it to Taylor. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Krysten quietly talking to Jon. From the way her nipples remained erect and her knees casually dropped apart, he knew Krysten was still intensely aroused. The way Jon's three-inch-long cock was sticking straight out. His hairless crotch, just inches from her left knee, was undoubtedly a major factor.

“First, you have to cut open the aloe and flatten it,” Taylor demonstrated for her as Krysten, and the nine-year-old boy stepped closer to the table and everyone else. “Then you scoop up the sticky stuff inside and smear it on the sunburned parts. Dad says to put a lot on those places that have never gotten much sun…especially between your legs.”

With Das, the seven-year-old dragged her hand through the sticky insides of the cut aloe and turned to face Dylan and Krysten with dripping fingers.

“It looks like you both need a lot of this stuff, since you are…” (She turned bright red all over, giggled, and extended her hand to Krysten.) “It’ll make your tits and your pussy feel a lot better.”

For a moment, Krysten just stared at the little girl's smooth fingers before turning to Dylan. When he smiled and nodded, Krysten took a step closer, and Taylor smeared the aloe over her smooth, reddening mound. The little girl moved her hand back and forth a few times over Krysten's mons, then very deliberately slipped a finger through the gap in her labia. Krysten stiffened and let out a soft moan.

“Feels good, doesn’t it,” Taylor grinned, her fingertip lingering on Krysten’s protruding clitoris before she turned to Dylan. “You’re… I need some of your thing too, or it’ll really hurt… later.”

At this point, Dylan's penis throbbed. Taylor gathered more aloe and then nonchalantly spread it all over his penis with both hands.

“You are a little leaky,” giggled the seven-year-old again as a drop of his precum stretched to the floor to squirt onto the top of her right foot.

For the next minute or so, Taylor casually but diligently massaged the aloe into Dylan's throbbing cock with her two small hands. He bit the inside of his lower lip to stop himself from ejaculating immediately, though the little girl didn't seem bothered at all by the steady drip of his precum onto her foot. Moving to his right, Jon slowly massaged some of the aloe into Krysten's tits and erect nipples. She moaned softly. Dylan could see that was all his girlfriend could do to keep her hands off the nine-year-old's stiff cock.

“It looks like you know what to do now,” Taylor giggled after another minute or so, her right hand wrapped around Dylan’s dangling ball bag, “but if you need more…um…help, we’re right next door. Come on, Jon, Daddy said he wants to take some more pictures of Mom before she gets here tomorrow night.”

That is to say, the two teenagers simply walked out the door. Dylan and Krysten didn't even move as they watched themselves walk away, their mouths moving.

“Did it happen? These kids are just doing what I thought they would?” Krysten finally murmured as she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around Dylan’s penis and wiped away a bubble of precum with her thumb.

“Yes, a seven-year-old girl fingered your pussy and stroked my cock,” Dylan gasped, the climax rising in his cock and balls as the eruption approached, “and a nine-year-old boy played with your tits.”

“God, I thought I was dreaming and my knees almost buckled when she touched my clit,” Krysten moaned as she dragged Dylan onto the couch and leaned over the armrest to wordlessly invite him to fuck her from behind.

She lowered her head and Dylan reached around to pull and pinch her nipples stiffly as he rammed his throbbing cock into her dripping entrance. They were both so aroused that their orgasms were felt throughout both their bodies after just a few of his hard, furious thrusts.

Dylan I thought he heard a faint giggle from the direction of an open window just before he collapsed with his slime on Krysten's back, a softening shaft sliding out of her cunt canal in a veritable river of his sperm and her pussy juices.

• • •

“I think we need to talk,” Krysten murmured in Dylan’s ear afterward. They had sex again when they woke from a short nap. “After what? We were doing it earlier with those kids. I’m pretty sure we both have some. Things we haven’t shared yet.”

“OK, do you want to start or should I?” he asked, trembling slightly, as she wrapped her right hand around his limp penis.

“Go ahead,” she murmured softly before bending down to stab her tongue in her right ear. “I suspect what I have to say is a bit more complicated.”

He turned his head to ram his tongue into her mouth before pulling back and beginning to speak....

...&. You already know my brother and I are very close, even though we don't live near each other anymore. What I never told you was that he was the one who introduced me to sex.

I wasn't quite nine when I started getting serious hard-ons of the kind that needed immediate and pretty constant attention for relief. One day, when Dane was leaving, I rather clumsily started playing with myself and it got me.

He just laughed.

'What do you think you're going to do?' He grinned and sat down on the bed next to me, looking at my thin, three-inch-long penis. 'If you're going to jerk off, at least learn how to do it properly.'

Then he pushed my hand away and wrapped his fingers around my cock. I was instantly harder than ever before, and impulses of pleasure shot down my legs and up into my face. For a few minutes, he stroked me slowly but steadily until my whole body trembled, but nothing came out. That was my first time ejaculating dry semen.

'Now you owe me something,' he told me with an evil grin.

'We, you what?' I asked innocently.

'A handjob, of course, like the one I just gave you,' he explained, his grin growing wider as he slid down from his jeans and underwear, 'and I want repayment right now.'

He was almost sixteen, his penis was much longer and thicker than mine, and in my opinion, he ejaculated back then... He lay down on my bed, had me kneel beside him, and showed me how he liked his penis stroked. It took me a few tries, but he was unusually patient, I guess, knowing that years of such play lay ahead of us. Within minutes, his creamy semen sprayed into my face and covered my hands.

After those first handjobs, we gave each other one at least once a day, and usually two or three times, not counting what we did ourselves. A few months later, he let me suck his cock and introduce me to the feeling and taste of semen, which you know I still love to fill my mouth with to this day.

Around my thirteenth birthday, he decided he needed to practice fucking before getting serious with his new college girlfriend. So my ass became his practice hole.

Around the same time, my mother's sister asked me to babysit her six-year-old daughter a few times a week when she had to work late. I would go straight there from school and wait for Jeannie to come home. My aunt usually had something prepared for dinner, so all I had to do was feed Jeannie and watch TV while she was sitting down, and then give her a bath before bed.

About a week after I started, Jeannie was unusually playful that night and got all my clothes soaking wet, splashing me out of the tub. As I undressed down to my underwear, my penis began to swell. I was paying close attention to my cousin's naked body for the first time. She noticed the growing bulge in my underwear, especially when the head of my penis slipped out of my right leg opening.

'Let me see the lump, Dylan,' she begged me. 'You can already see me without my clothes.'

I thought, why not, and let my panties fall to the floor, since I needed them. I put them in the dryer with the other things anyway. She surprised me by stretching out the tip and touching it. Of course, since I had ejaculated, some of my precum had leaked from my penis and coated her fingers. Without even thinking about it, I slipped my hand between her legs and parted her tight slit with a fingertip. That was the first time I had sexually touched a girl or anyone other than myself, brother.

'Oh, that feels good,' she told me as her hand tightened around my cock, so I rubbed my finger back and forth in her warm slit while my cock throbbed in her hand, not having the slightest idea what I was doing. 'Hold on, Dylan's doing that

I started by shooting three or four spurts of watery semen onto her hand and breast just seconds after she moaned loudly and trembled all over. I explained a little about what we had done, my ejaculation, and she could tell her mother about it again and again.

'I'll never tell anyone, Dylan, but you have to promise me we will.' Again she surprised me by saying this, much to my joy and relief.

After that, she would undress and insist that I do almost the same as soon as she came home from school. We would cuddle together on the couch, and she would stroke me to one or two orgasms while I fingered her pussy. Sometimes we played together in the bathtub, and a couple of times I even got on the bed with her. I was totally amazed at how excited and wet a six-year-old girl's pussy could get when I was licking and fingering her at the same time.

I learned to swallow all my semen, although she could never take more than about half the length of my penis in her mouth. I even tried putting my penis inside her a few times, but it just didn't fit, and back then I had no idea about lube. A couple of times I ejaculated with the tip pressed against her entrance, so I probably shot a little bit of my semen onto her, even though I never actually fucked her.

After about a year and a half, my aunt changed jobs and they moved to another city. I still see Jeannie occasionally at family gatherings, but most of what I get from her now is a warm hug and a platonic kiss on the cheek.

Krysten didn't say a word the entire time Dylan spoke. When he finished, she leaned forward and gave him a passionate, tongue-twirling kiss.

“Assuming that jerking off, sucking, and even fucking your brother isn’t the unusual thing,” she finally murmured quietly, “you know, the whole ‘boys will be boys’ thing. Since you were at the most horny age when you played with your cousin, I can understand that. Actually, it sounded pretty damn hot, and I see why you were practically drooling over that seven-year-old today. So, all in all, I have no problem with any of that from your past.”

“Well, there’s one small thing I haven’t mentioned yet,” Dylan said gently, not meeting her eyes.

“Okay, okay, spill it,” Krysten told him sternly. “It’s time we both got passports so we can let it all out without consequences.”

“Well, um...Dane. And I am...he...still handsome...h...close,” Dylan stammered, his eyes averted.

“Meaning?” she demanded earnestly.

“Well, we still suck and fuck…from time to time…when we come together,” Dylan added cleverly, trying to gauge her reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Krysten sat back down on the couch without touching him, stared into the distance, and remained silent for what seemed like an hour, but was probably more like a minute at most. He had no idea what she could say or do when she finally turned to look at him.

“OK, I can live with you sucking and fucking your brother anytime. The chance with an absolutely non-transferable condition,” she finally said quietly.

“Everything… Anything at all,” he whimpered, practically relieved, “just say it. I and I will do it.”

“I want to watch whenever you both suck and fuck,” she grinned devilishly as she squeezed his cock, “and join in whenever I feel the urge for two cocks filling my mouth, and pussy and ass at the same time.”
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