Chapter 13

I just smiled, knowing she would do what was right, and I kissed them all before leading the girls into the bathroom. Since we were all naked, I picked up the seat and pissed into the john. The girls' eyes got large, and Sandy's hand came out to touch me. As the flow ended my cock grew to about half mast, bringing more stares from the girls.

After flushing and washing my hands, I sat Amy on the lowered seat to do her business. She pulled up her feet as if squatting like the Orientals do. She looked into my eyes searching for trust. I think I conveyed enough for a flow of urine hit the water and eventually ended.

"There are two ways to clean yourself. The first is to use the toilet paper." I ripped of a small amount and cleaned her delicate little cunt. Then a larger piece to wipe her behind, as I pushed her body forward. "The second is the bidet." I showed her how to flush the toilet and then adjust the water temperature in the bidet.

"Sit here darling. I am going to use my hand to clean you." She did as I asked, trusting me with the unusual device. My hand carefully caressed her little bumps around each orifice. The larger clit stood up trying to get as much attention as possible. Her arms hugged mine and her eyes closed as her little body came close to an orgasm. This was not the time or place for her first with me.

I stopped and could almost hear her cry to be completed. "Later darling. I want the first time to be special." Her eyes fell, but I could feel that this was acceptable.

Amy was carefully dried and watched as Sandy was placed on the toilet. She was much quicker. I think to get the same treatment as her younger friend. I could almost see the hearts coming from her eyes, that I saw on cartoons in my youth. One hand held her steady, as I cleaned her cunt and then her anus. She wanted the treatment on the bidet.

This time I had to be quicker for I knew how close she was to her climax. I saw the lust in her eyes, then the need so thick, that I was almost overwhelmed.

I stood up to see Amy bent over in the position the older girls took when they wanted sex. Sandy's hand came up and touched the tip of my cock as if unbelieving her other senses.

She was dried with as much care as her younger friend. "Let's grab another bed and take it into the bedroom. We can be much more comfortable."

The queen sized mattress with the bedding was dragged into the larger bedroom. The older girls came in too, and placed their babies into a large blanket lined box, saved from when I moved my things into the house. Dog, fire, and the dishes were all attended to. After they went to the bathroom, they settled on the larger bed to watch.

My arousal did not subside. I think all the females were working on my brain to keep me interested, as if that were needed. The lights were turned out, and the room was well lit by the flickering light from the fireplace in the other room.

The best chance I had was to ignore the spectators. The covers were pulled back, and I found myself sandwiched between two young girls. I picked Amy first, because of her age and the certainty that she would succumb quickly to my attentions. She would also go to sleep sooner because she looked the most worn out.

I had been talking out loud for a while now. This felt like a better way when the babies were asleep. "Amy would you like to go first? I don't know exactly what to do so if you or the older girls see anything wrong just pipe up and say it."

Her smiling face made me happy. It didn't take me long to change my interpretation of their looks to represent happiness. Instead of just jumping in as Chris must have done, when she went through two girls in only a few minutes, I planned on taking my time.

She lay on her side facing me, as I took her small hand and slowly kissed each of her fingers. When finished, I sucked each into my mouth, running my tongue along the length. When the fingers were done, I started on the rest of the hand, and after a few minutes made my way to her neck. I kissed and licked using the smallest possible strokes. Her ears when kissed, almost broke the spell, for she was ticklish there.

I looked on the bed and saw Susan looking at me in wonder. Kitten, Chris, and when I glanced behind me, Sandy, were all on their knees, waiting for me to mount them, if I wanted.

Returning to Amy, I started to work my way down her small chest. Her tiny nipples could hardly be found. Her breathing was starting to peak, and I knew she was ready to have an orgasm. It was amazing how little it took to bring a Tandra female to her climax. Probably the number of aroused females had a direct bearing on how hard, and how quickly they came.

I had only been slightly attracted to young girls after turning 30 or so. My experiences in Nam brought out what I did have. The last few years I only had relations with younger women, but all were well within the legal limits, and I was happy with that decision. Amy and the rest of the Tandra seemed to want to drag me back to my old ways.

I knew it was wrong to do this to the child. My rational mind knew the law, but I knew in my bones, that what Kitten said was true. I could feel the need coming from Amy and all the women in the room. I was a captive to their will. Amy wanted my mouth to suck her clits badly. This was not just an intellectual idea, but their will actually compelled me to do this. I could have probably overridden their will's effect, but my own conscious was also divided on the issue. There was no way I could win, with so little will power.

There was just enough determination to fight for the way I would proceed. Instead of doing what she and they wanted, I stayed on her upper body. Light kisses were methodically placed on her neck and ears, never travelling too fast. Teeth gently nibbled her small ears, as my fingers found her very small nipples. I used the lightest of touches as I pinched one then the other.

Amy though groaning and thrashing around, fought another battle. She worked her way further and further into my mind. In a way, my mental hymen was being stretched again and again, as she sought to reach further into my depths. I could see into her mind too. Adults and only females had always given her pleasure, but she never once returned any. It was against custom for a child to give, like they received. Other children would suck and use their fingers on one another. If there was a boy, he would casually fuck anything that would stay still long enough. He would even fuck the older females as a learning experience. The females for their part, treated it as they would a hungry baby, in need of a breast feeding.

This insight made me feel much better, and I endeavoured to do the best job possible.

I opened my mouth wider and sucked in an area of skin below her pretty ear. My tongue twirled around the sensitive area repeatedly till I moved to the same spot on the other side.

Amy was not getting what she usually got, that is immediate gratification. I was controlling the pace, and she was fighting me. Images in her past, where others had sucked her to completion, entered my mind. This was a very difficult decision. The girl was trying to attack me through my glands. My cock was harder now than it had ever been before. I only gave a little and moved down her chest and sucked the area around her left nipple. The little nub was lashed by my tongue as I pinched her other nipple. This was too much for the little girl, she thrashed and pulled me to her.

Her mental efforts ruptured an insubstantial barrier in my mind, and I barely managed to keep from shooting on the girl's leg. Resting for a moment, I found that I understood a lot more about the Tandra.

Apparently children do this to adults all the time. If this were not to happen, telepathy would fade from the race. Her link was so strong with me, and my link with the other girls, caused them all to orgasm.

Susan only had a partial link, but she too succumbed. Kitten and Chris were curled up on the bed, quaking because of the intensity of the experience. Rather than follow the dictates of the child, I picked her ankles and wrists in my hands, and dove my lips down to her tiny flower.

She struggled momentarily to get away and have me on her terms. This time she was only of half a mind, whether to let me do this my way or hers. By controlling her physically, I hoped to dominate her mentally as well.

I stabbed her tiny hole and found it larger that I thought for a girl of her age. My nose stroked her large clit as I continued my attack. I felt her give up the battle, and let me have my way. Relinquishing my grip, I moved my right hand to her little hole. With all the saliva I generated, the pointer finger slid in easily. The thumb and middle finger stroked the little clits as I sucked on the large one.

I tried pushing out and into her mind as she did me. I followed a thin tendril back and wormed my way in, pushing the walls of her mind wider, as I went. There was very little resistance of any kind, as I searched for anything I could find that would help me understand the Tandra. I saw visions of the base and an intelligence that inhabited it. Pushing to see more became difficult. All of a sudden I found Kitten before me in Amy's mind. She was having difficulty communicating, because she was so aroused.

"Do not go further. If you do, the child will be helplessly attached to you, much more than she is now. Give her release for you have already bonded with her."

Backing up from this area, I felt her reaction to my tongue and fingers. She was very close. Her will was like a straw in a windstorm.

I picked up the pace thrusting my finger into the child, as I sucked even harder on her clits. She seemed to disassociate from her body in the flood of sensations coming from her. It was no longer necessary to keep moving. The feelings continued as though I hadn't stopped. She floated as if in a dream, her eyes closed and a Tandra smile on her lips. Her brain was awash in sensations. Never before had she felt this strongly. Making an image of myself, I placed it beside hers, and held her tight as I did in body. The image felt secure and at peace with the world, for she had found the father of all her future children.

Keeping the image as best I could, I picked up the child and placed her on the bed with the women. I noticed again that they had all swooned in sympathy with little Amy.

Susan was on her back in her own little world as well. If she was going to bond with this child as well, she should do it now that Amy's defences were down. I doubt if I would allow anyone else to bond with Amy, now that she was mine.