departure. When we arrived home I put Vincent to bed in my room, read him a story and watched him drift off to sleep.
X.
I awoke the next morning to a wonderful feeling in my nether regions. I looked under the bedclothes and saw Vincent busily sucking my penis. He looked up, smiled, said “This is the breakfast I want,” then resumed. It didn't take me long to fulfill his request, and he swallowed my seminal offering gladly. We dressed and went downstairs to breakfast. Vincent asked me if we were going to the farm today. I had already checked the weather forecast which said that it would be fine and sunny for the early part of the day, clouding over and then raining in late afternoon. So I affirmed that we would go as soon as everyone was ready. I went next door to collect Donald, then phoned Hannah to say that I would collect Darlene in the car and we would continue on to the farm. The morning at the farm proved to be a hit with the children. They rode horses, fed cows, watched the cows being milked by machine and also watched calves suckling their mothers. They watched lettuces and other green vegetables being harvested, and Ellen recalled the salad she had eaten the previous day. At last it was time to go, because a school party was due shortly. I bought sufficient salad makings for lunch, then we all thanked the farm staff and drove home. On the way we stopped at a picnic site by a large pond, where we had a look at the aquatic wildlife. They saw fish and frogs, but it was too late in the year for tadpoles. Donald expressed a desire to wee, so we found a spot hidden by bushes and all three children did the necessary, with Ellen squatting and the two boys watching with considerable interest.
“Don't you want to wee as well, Uncle Jean-Michel?” asked Vincent. I decided that I did, and three little faces watched me extract my cock and urinate. Ellen declared that she couldn't wait to have it all to herself, whereupon Donald slapped her playfully and told her not to be greedy-there was plenty to go round. Arriving home, I made another salad for all of us from the ingredients provided by the farm, and all three said it was even better than yesterday's. I pointed out that the fresher the food was, the better it usually tasted, and you couldn't get fresher than what they had just enjoyed.
Just after lunch, Niki phoned to give me an update on her mother's condition, and she sounded worried. Her mother wasn't improving as quickly as she should, being convinced that she had internal injuries, so Niki decided to stay with her for a few more days, possibly a couple of weeks. She asked me how I was coping, and I told her I now had a pseudo-family of two boys and a girl, all ten years old. Niki sounded surprised, but said I would be much happier that way, rather than being lonely. I agreed and said that the children made my temporary bachelor status easier to bear. I finished talking to Niki and the children dragged me upstairs, although without much objection from me. As soon as we went into Vincent's room, the three of them undressed and asked me to do the same, which I did with mock reluctance. I was the first to lie on my back on the bed, and very soon three pairs of hands were exploring my crotch. My erection was proof of my enjoyment, and Ellen asked if she could suck it.
“I love sucking my Daddy's willy,” she said excitedly, “and it usually spurts something into my mouth. I didn't like the taste at first, but I got used to it and now I really want it.” “We've both done that with Uncle Jean-Michel,” said Donald, “and we liked the taste straight away.” “It's a bit bigger than my Daddy's,” said Ellen. The dirty little whorelet started to suck my cock and I decided to return the compliment by stroking her snatch. Her legs opened wide, and I was able to insert a finger into her vagina. At the same time I stroked the place where her clitoris should be, and it duly appeared, making her gasp. While this was going on, the boys were watching with great interest. Donald moved to the other side of Vincent and started to suck his cock. I lifted Ellen off my cock, bent towards her snatch and started licking it. Her clitoris was still slightly prominent so I licked that, then moved down to insert my tongue in her vagina.
“Oh, my Daddy does that,” she cried. “It feels wonderful.”
“Did he put anything else in this little hole?” I asked her, with my finger caressing the entrance to her vagina. “Only his finger, but he did put his willy in my bottom a few times. I liked that.”
There was no further need for secrecy about any of my actions with the boys. Vincent was first to announce that he had received my willy in his bottom the previous day, and he loved it as well.
“Can you do it to me now, Uncle Jean-Michel? I'm not going to ask my Mom, she'd have a moooo cow.” The rest of us laughed at this expression, and I tried unsuccessfully to imagine a woman of that diminutive size producing a cow from her vagina. I told Ellen that if she sucked me off I wouldn't be able to bugger her for several hours, so she decided to stop sucking. I asked her when she last had a poo, and she said she had done it at the farm. As with Vincent, I told her that I needed her bottom to be clean inside and out, and the best way to achieve that would be to have a bath. All four of us went into the bathroom, where I ran the bath for Ellen. The boys wanted to get into the bath with her, but there wasn't enough room. I decided that since there was a possibility of fucking Donald later on, he should be the one. He and Ellen sat in the bath with Donald's legs between Ellen's, both giggling. He made her giggle even more by tickling her snatch with his toes, so she reached forward and gave his cock a squeeze.
That caused an immediate erection. Vincent decided to stroke it, giving himself an erection at the same time. Ever mindful of the reason these two were bathing, I asked Ellen to stand up and bend double so that I could wash her bottom. As with Vincent, I soaped an index finger and inserted it into her anus, slowly pushing it in as far as it would go. While I was doing this, Donald inserted his finger in her vagina, so that she had the sensation of a double penetration, albeit by fingers and not cocks. I continued cleaning Ellen's rectum, and when my finger came out clean, I repeated the operation on Donald.
As I did so, Ellen returned the earlier compliment by jerking Donald's erect organ. I decided that we would use my bedroom with its large double bed. I turned down the bedclothes, returned to the bathroom to collect the tube of KY from the cabinet and a fresh hand-towel from the linen cupboard, and then there were four naked bodies on the bed.
Ellen was smiling in expectation, and the boys were playing with each other's willies. I decided to give Ellen some extra stimulation before buggering her, so I started licking her snatch. I lifted and parted her legs so that her knees were resting on her chest, then moved my tongue down to her little pink anus. After a few licks I started to penetrate it, and she gasped. “Daddy never did that to me. It feels tres magnifique!” While I was licking her anus I inserted a finger in her vagina and stroked her clitoris with the other hand, making her gasp again. She started shuddering and Donald wondered it I was hurting her. She managed to squeeze out a comment, “No, he's not hurting me. It just feels like I'm in heaven!” Donald started sucking my cock while Vincent was sucking his, so that we formed an oral-action chain, but I soon had to remove mine from Donald's mouth in case his sucking compromised my ability to delay my ejaculation.
Then I placed the towel under Ellen's bottom, fetched the KY and lubricated her anus and rectum, also applying some to my glands. That done, I touched my helmet to her anus and started pushing. There was no need to tell her how to avoid the pain of a stretching sphincter, she already knew. As I entered her, she bore down to expand her sphincter so that the helmet slid in smoothly, closely followed by the shaft. My glands progressed inwards, her pelvic floor muscles contracted and released rhythmically giving me a wonderful feeling similar to being sucked off, but by a much more powerful mouth. I started to fuck her rectum with longer and longer strokes, eventually withdrawing until the helmet almost came out, then pushing back in until my pubic hairs tickled her vulva. We were both enjoying what must be the most satisfying feeling in the world, and it wasn't long before I was unable to avoid ejaculating. I coated her rectal lining with liberal quantities of semen, and as I did so her sphincter tightened, enhancing my pleasure to an amazing degree. I had never experienced such feelings, not with Niki or even with Vincent. This young lady could give a statue an erection. The boys were watching as we completed this act of buggery, and Donald was licking his lips in anticipation. “I hope you do it to me like that,” he said.
“I loved it when he did it to me,” said Vincent, determined to have his say as well. I smiled and slowly removed my penis from Ellen. As expected, some semen came out with it and dripped on to the towel. I watched Ellen's face; her smile was lovely to behold.
She sat up, threw her arms round my neck and kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue prying my mouth open. “I loved having my Daddy's willy in my bottom,” she said, “but you were much better. I wish I could live with you and do it all the time.” I heard a comment from Vincent which sounded like “Join the queue!” Ellen then curled up in fetal position and let the semen continue to drip from her bottom on to the towel. Vincent noted her extreme
