Jenny's Couch, Book 5 Chapter 16

I was dialing Jenny when she called me. "You got a call from the principal, too?" I greeted her.

"...And the smarmy little...person...wouldn't tell me who was the other kid involved," Jenny picked up, "But the list of possibilities was short."

"So, how much of a fuss do we want to make about this?"

"Are you an idiot? None."

"But you don't think it's fucked up that Renee can punch a kid's lights out with hardly a murmur from the school, but she gets caught kissing another girl and..."

"Are. You. An idiot?" Jenny repeated. "My daughter got caught kissing a trans girl who, so far, the school has been remarkably welcoming to. But if you get a reputation as one of those parents, it's going to rub off on Cindy. There's a lot of political pressure on the schools to mess with trans kids, and it's only going to get worse." She drew a calming breath, which seemed not to calm her much at all. "For the sake of that little girl you care about, you are going to shut up and let the school give them both their bullshit in-school detention. It's an hour out of their lives. They'll get over it."

"But..."

"ARE YOU AN IDIOT?" Jenny yelled it this time. "Feel free to tell Cindy that she did nothing wrong, and sometimes we have to obey rules that are dumb. That's what I'm telling Renee, not that she needs to hear it from me, but the school does have a rule about Public Displays of Affection" - the sarcasm practically dripped out of my phone - "and that's exactly what they were doing. Yes, it was probably selective enforcement, though I actually think most 5th-graders are too shy to get their rocks off face-to-face. They use the internet instead."

I blinked. "How do you know that?"

"I decline to answer on the grounds that it might tend to incriminate me. But if I did answer, it would be secondhand stories from my teacher friends of stuff they've seen on their students' phones. Most kids have lousy opsec."

I sighed. "I take your point. I'll talk to Cindy before you bring Renee over for their sleepover."

"You do that. Anyway, I expect they'll be doing a lot more kissing tonight."

"What?" I squawked. I knew full well what those two got up to but speaking of opsec, I thought they both knew better.

"You might be an idiot," Jenny laughed, "But I am not. And I have two ears and I know what making out sounds like, even through a closed bedroom door. I think it's adorable, but there's such a thing as time, place, and manner, and this is an excellent opportunity to teach them about it."

If I thought Cindy might try to hide from me that she'd gotten in trouble at school, I was wrong. She came stomping up the stairs, sixty pounds of outraged indignation. "I hate school!" she declared, dumping her coat and backpack on the kitchen floor. She was wearing a black blouse with a ruffled front, a matching black pleated skirt that came halfway down her thighs, and black wool tights with embroidered roses and vines winding their way up under the skirt. I thought the outfit was a bit old for her when she picked it out but it also looked pretty hot on the ten-year-old, so as usual I let the little head do the thinking for me.

I put on an innocent face. "Did something happen?"

Confusion interrupted Cindy's expression of high dudgeon. "Didn't the principal call...ohhh!" When she realized I was messing with her, she actually stamped her little foot. It was, as Jenny had said, adorable.

"Yes, she called, and yes, I know that you and Renee got busted for kissing in the hall during lunch. And yes, I agree that it's totally stupid to punish someone for showing affection, but sometimes we have to obey rules even if they're stupid, because fighting about it is more trouble than it's worth. We have to pick our battles, and this is one we're not going to pick."

"But WHY NOT?" she demanded, with all the justified outrage that a ten-year-old can muster.

I sighed as I sat down in a kitchen chair. "Come here, my darling." I rubbed her back and gently pulled her into my lap sideways so she could look at me. I put my arms around her and buried my nose briefly in her hair, inhaling the scent of her, baby shampoo, the eau de bain I let her use, cherry-flavored lip gloss, and just...her. My penis began to stiffen under her butt but I sternly willed it back into fatherly mode...for now. "This might be hard to hear, but I think you're old enough to understand. There are some people, powerful people right now unfortunately, who are using little boys and girls like you, that are trans, as scapegoats. They want to make people mad at you so they won't notice how badly these powerful people have fucked things up." Cindy's eyes were wide and there was the beginning of fear on her face. I hugged her tightly. "I don't want you to be scared. I will protect you. Renee and Karen and their parents will all protect you. And there are lots of people we don't even know who see through what these powerful people are trying to do. We won't let anything bad happen to you. BUT," I raised a finger, "the schools are under a lot of pressure to do what these bad people want, which is to be mean to you. We don't want to make a fuss about little things that might give an excuse for the bad people to insist the school do something they don't want to do. And this is a little thing. It's a dumb rule, and I think it's wrong, but all it's costing you is an hour of detention. You can do that, and Renee can do that, and then it's over." I put a finger under her chin and lifted so we were eye-to-eye. "But I want you to know if anything serious happens, if anyone - ANYONE - at that school gives you a bad time because of who you are - we will stand up for you, we will protect you, and I will personally kick their ass. Do you understand? Can you live with that?"

Cindy's pale blue eyes were deep pools. I wasn't sure how much of my little polemic she took in, but she knew I was being serious, and I hoped she understood that there were adults who had her back. She said, "Okay," in a small voice and then put her arms around my neck in a hug. I tightened my arms around her in response.

"So, exactly what happened, anyway?" I asked.

"After lunch Renee and I were walking back to our classrooms, and we were holding hands, and when we got to her room I, I kinda gave her a kiss goodbye."

"Where did you kiss her?" I asked. "On her cheek?"

"Nooooo," Cindy said, ducking her head. "On the lips, and I was just going to do a little kiss, I swear, but then Renee put her arms around me and she kissed back and I opened my mouth and she put her tongue in and, and..." Cindy's face seemed to be getting a little red as she remembered the encounter. "And then Mrs. B came around the corner and saw us and got really mad and took us to the office."

"I see. Well, while you're doing your detention," I murmured in her ear, "You can think about how much madder Mrs. B. would have gotten if she saw you with my cock in your mouth." Cindy clapped her hands to her mouth, smothering giggles. "Or Renee in the hot tub putting her finger up your ass." That did it. Cindy laughed out loud and I joined her. Laughter turned to shrieks as I dug my fingers into her ribs, tickling her. She hopped off my lap to get away but I grabbed her hand. "Go get changed. Do you have homework?" She nodded. "It had better be all done before Renee gets here."

Dinner was hot dogs, baked beans, and french fries. Lilah gave us both a laugh when she stuffed her hot dog up her pussy and masturbated with it so vigorously that it came apart. I had to make her another one to eat. She ended up with mustard, ketchup, and baked beans smeared all over her naked body pretty much from chin to crotch. There was even some in her hair. So while Cindy rinsed off the dishes and loaded the dishwasher I carried Lilah upstairs, removed her ribbon and stripped myself, and carried her into the shower. As the warm water streamed down on us she started frotting herself against me and it wasn't long before I was fully erect, like another hot dog pressed between the fleshy buns of her pierced pudendum. It was tempting to fuck the nine-year-old right then and there in the shower, but I had more parental responsibilities first. Once I had the food detritus sluiced off her tattooed chest and washed out of her unruly mop of gray hair, I wrapped her in a bath sheet and dumped her on my bed. I turned on some porn with the volume muted and locked the remote so she couldn't turn it up. That would keep her well occupied while Jenny was here. As I closed the door I glanced back to see she was already masturbating with three fingers of one hand thrust into the grommets of one labium, pulling it open so she could push three fingers of her other hand into her vagina.

In the event I needn't have worried. Jenny didn't stay longer than to kiss her younger daughter goodbye and tell her to behave. "It's date night," she said to me over Renee's head, "and Rob's waiting." And she was down the stairs and out the door.

I told the girls to go get changed while I made some popcorn and then we'd watch a movie. When we gathered in my bedroom, Renee was wearing flannel PJs with elastic at the wrists and ankles. They were patterned with - I had to look close - yes, little reproductions of Impressionist paintings, including Déjeuner Sur L'herbe and Boulevard Montmartre At Night on her chest. Watching the eleven-year-old's small, round, perfect breasts jiggle beneath the fabric I rediscovered my love for the masters. Cindy was wearing a sheer babydoll nightie that I had ordered from a petites catalog. Buying it in a store accompanied by a ten-year-old girl would have probably gotten me arrested on general principles. She wore nothing underneath, which was her decision but she was still a little embarrassed at putting herself so completely on display. Her nipples, puffy and pink from the daily sucking and biting Lilah and I gave them, were clearly visible. The fuzzy ruffles at the hem were right at her crotch level so that her penis was mostly concealed while she was standing and she was very careful to tuck the hem down when she sat. She had painted her toes with glossy pink polish. Renee's toenails were also painted, I noticed, in a glittery purple so dark it was almost black. I had changed into a pair of simple black cotton drawstring pants and a well-worn sweatshirt and was fighting the erection caused by the twenty painted preteen toenails that seemed to be calling to me.

Lilah, of course, was completely naked, lying propped on a pillow on the floor in front of the tv. Her tusks clashed together as she worked her mouth and drool spilled down her chin to drip down her chest and make her tattooed vulva shiny with wetness. She was masturbating languorously, eyes half-closed behind the fearsome Chinese dog tattoo that covered her face as she watched a vigorous multiracial orgy playing on the television. She grunted through an orgasm, her legs bicycling against the throw rug, just as I switched off the tv.

"So what do you guys want to watch? I have something I think you'll like," I said to Renee, switching on a new compilation of gay cowboy porn I had put together over the past few days.

"No!" Renee said, grabbing for the remote and fumbling the tv screen dark again. She was actually blushing! I gathered too late that she hadn't yet shared that particular fetish of hers with her new girlfriend. Her voice squeaked a little as she said, "We want to watch Moana." Could've been worse. It could've been Frozen or, lord help us, The Little Mermaid.

Renee queued up the movie while I made us a nest of pillows on the bed. I plopped down in the middle, expecting to have a nubile little girl on each side. But somewhat to my surprise when Cindy climbed up next to me, Renee sat down cross-legged on her other side. The two girls held hands and we passed the bowl of popcorn back and forth.

It was towards the end of the first act that I rolled onto my side and put my arm over Cindy. I was about to pull her close when there was a small palm in my face. "Stop!" Renee said and despite being an eleven-year-old in her pajamas, there was a snap in her voice. "We're not doing anything with you tonight!" My face must've registered the surprise I felt, because she continued, "Cindy and I are in love now, so we only make love with each other."

I didn't say anything but I felt a quick spurt of hurt and anger which again must have shown on my face, because Renee went on, "We can still fuck, I like fucking with you when I feel slutty, but when Cindy and I make love it's just her and me. You can watch, but no touching!"

I was relieved that my thorough sexualization of Renee hadn't included much in the way of privacy boundaries. "Is that how you feel, too, Cindy?" I asked.

"Um, yes?" she said, as if afraid of my response. "I love you, but Renee and I are in love and we're girlfriends now, and that's different?" I took consolation from her casual declaration of love, the first time she had ever said it to me. My heart melted a little around a crusty annoyance at her adoption of uptalk, but that was minor, all things considered.

"You can fuck Lilah if you need somewhere to stick your penis," Renee said, as matter-of-factly as if she were discussing the furniture arrangement, and again I felt a little pride at how completely I had trained the little girl to consider adult sexuality as a normal part of her preteen life.

"I'll just watch for a while," I said, and all three of us proceeded to ignore the movie. Renee rolled over so she was half on top of Cindy and lowered her face to the younger girl's. Their lips met, at first tentatively and then with growing ardor. Renee's tongue was first out of the gate as with her characteristic enthusiasm she pushed it between Cindy's lips. Cindy's cheeks flushed adorably as her arms went around Renee's neck and she enthusiastically returned Renee's tongue action. I turned down the tv volume, the better to enjoy the smacking sounds of the two children necking.

Cindy's hands were bolder - she was the first to go inside clothing as she slid one hand up under Renee's PJ top. Her knuckles were visible under the fabric as she kneaded and stroked Renee's perfect little breasts and Renee gasped into her younger lover's mouth. Her own hand dipped beneath the hem of Cindy's nighty and was perfectly visible under the sheer fabric. Cindy exclaimed "oh!" and moaned quietly as Renee pinched puffy her nipples in turn, going back and forth with increasing force. With her other hand she pulled her top up, baring two perfect pale pink hemispheres. "Suck on 'em, Cindy," she said, and the little girl needed no urging. She craned her neck to engulf one large areola, painting saliva all over it with her tongue and then closing her lips gradually until they were pursed just around the erecting nipple. Renee's eyes fluttered closed as Cindy nursed vigorously, then her breath huffed out as Cindy took the nipple between her teeth and shook her head slightly side-to-side. "Oh, fuck!" Renee exclaimed softly, "That feels so fucking good!" And she angled her torso so Cindy could do the same to her other breast.

I was, as instructed, keeping a respectful distance. I had my head propped on one hand. With the other I pulled my hard-on out of the fly of my bottoms and began to slowly jack it as I watched the little girls have sex, excuse me, make love with each other. As Cindy continued to suck and nibble at Renee's nipples, Renee raised the hem of her nighty, baring Cindy's penis. It was as hard as it could be and the head was dark red atop the circumcized collar. Renee rolled her little marbles inside their smooth, hairless sack, then stroked one finger up and down from head to root and back, making Cindy gulp and let Renee's nipple, shiny with her spit, fall out of her mouth.

With increasing urgency, Renee yanked down the waistband of her pajama bottoms and her penis popped out. Cindy cooed and took it in her hands, petting it like a favorite animal. Renee reached down and pressed the button behind the molded latex scrotum and the penis sprang upright, stiff and proud. "Cindy, suck my cock, please suck it now!"

But to my surprise, Cindy shook her head. "No, I want to try something else." She tugged at the leather triangle, pulling it away from Renee's crotch and baring her delectable vulva. In the overhead light I saw the fan of the finest dark hair that was beginning to decorate her mound. Her lips were flushed a delightful pale pink and her clit rose up, a darker shade of pink and bent a bit to one side now that the pressure of the strap-on was removed. Cindy locked eyes with her year-older lover as she lowered her head to Renee's center. Her tongue snaked out and flicked at Renee's clit. Then she pushed her face under the leather harness and slurped noisily, sucking on the other girl's clitoris and licking up and down her slit. Renee's back arched and she moaned as Cindy's saliva and her own juices mingled to make her smooth vulva shine. She grabbed her penis and pulled it away from her body to give Cindy free access. "Fuuck, fuuck, fuuck," she whispered as her hips began to move, apparently without volition. Cindy's eyes were closed and she inhaled deeply of her little lover's essence. I could smell it myself from my obedient distance and I groaned softly as the familiar aroma made my cock surge and swell. Quite aside from the intense eroticism of watching two tweens in intimate congress, Renee's sexy potty mouth gave me an extra thrill.

Cindy was circling Renee's clit with her tongue and alternately sucking on the little bud and Renee's voice climbed from a whisper to a near shout. "Fuuck, fuuck, fuuck, oooOOOoooOOOoooOOO!" Her body stiffened, legs scissoring open and closed and her back arching as an orgasm thrilled through her body. A trickle of juice dribbled from the dark red opening between her labia and ran down to dampen the bedspread. She grabbed a fistful of Cindy's hair at the back of her neck and gently pulled the little girl's face up to meet hers. Cindy's lips and cheeks were shiny with Renee's baby honey. Renee pressed their lips together and the children kissed noisily, mouths open, tongues twisting around each other.

My eyes were locked on the incredibly arousing sight of the tweens' lovemaking and I was alternately frantically jacking and then squeezing my cock at the root, trying to hold back and not spray the kids with hot cum which I sensed would be unwelcome at this time. Renee moaned as her orgasm receded and breathed out, "I love you, baby." She kicked off her pajama bottoms and pulled her top off over her head then lay down to press her naked body full-length against Cindy, twining their legs together as she lifted Cindy's nighty up and off. She wrapped her hand around Cindy's desperately hard penis and squeezed gently, making the younger girl gasp and writhe beneath her.

At the same time I felt warmth press against my back and a small hand wrap around my own raging hard cock. I turned my head to see Lilah's betusked visage staring avidly over my back. Her mouth worked and drool ran down her chin. "Penith?" she quavered.

"Penis!" I answered, rolling over and pushing the tiny child onto her back. I placed a knee between Lilah's skinny pale tattooed thighs and pressed her legs apart. With no preliminaries I fisted my cock to swipe the weeping head up and down her slit, then shoved it brutally into her clenching vagina. She was wet and feverishly hot and I slid in easily to her full depth. "Rawr!" she groaned as I bottomed out against her immature cervix. I started thrusting almost frantically, pushing the little girl around the bed. She yelped with each thrust. I put a finger through the large brass ring depending from her septum, tugging it up and out of the way, then humping my back so I could bring my lips down to cover hers, pushing my tongue between her tusks and violating her mouth as energetically as I was violating her child's cunt.

Cindy's whistling "Eeeeee!" drew my attention away from my little monster fucktoy. Renee had grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and anointed herself, then rolled Cindy onto her back and lifted her legs, folding the smaller girl in two so her feet were nearly touching her ears, and was penetrating her against what looked like substantial resistance. Muscles played under the smooth skin of Renee's back and her legs tensed and relaxed as she forced her latex cock through Cindy's sphincter, gaining a little more depth with each thrust. Sweat dappled the two children's bodies and Cindy's cafe-au-lait complexion made a delightful contrast against Renee's olive skin tone.

Cindy threw her head back and the cords in her neck stood out as Renee reached maximum depth with a couple inches of her strap-on still protruding from Cindy's stretched asshole. She grabbed Cindy's shoulders and pulled back, her shaft emerging wet and shiny from Cindy's rectum and then she began a slow rhythm of full-length thrusts. Cindy's high, sweet voice groaned and grunted as she was penetrated over and over.

"What a good idea," I thought to myself, and raised myself up so I could stand with Lilah still speared. Her weight was negligible. Her arms went around my neck in a desperate attempt to control the depth of penetration and she smashed her face into me, drool spilling into my chest hair. I waddled to the bureau and opened the top drawer, searching one-handed with my other arm holding the child's slender torso pressed against me. I found what I was looking for, the largest dildo in my collection, part of the late Moira's legacy. It was more than a foot long, thicker than my wrist and a lurid purple in color. I plopped down into the armchair and spread my thighs so that Lilah's butt sagged between them. With one arm supporting her around her back, I reversed my grip on the dildo so I could probe at her asshole with it, then I squeezed her against me and shoved, feeling her clenched asshole slowly yield. Her solid blue eyeballs bulged as her sphincter was forced open and stretched unmercifully. Her tattooed and pierced vulva likewise bulged as the giant dildo filled her rectum and her cunt tightened even further and rippled around my cock as the intruder compressed her vagina. I thrusted with my cock and the dildo at the same time, and Lilah squealed with each thrust as I forced the dildo further and further into her against increasing resistance. The strength went out of her arms and she flopped backwards. I caught her with my free arm and held her at about a forty-five degree angle. My cock bent down and a tubular bulge in her abdomen was plainly visible. I shifted my grip to hold Lilah up by her hair. Tears spilled down her cheeks as I stood and half-carried her, half-dropped her onto the bed with the dildo still jammed up her ass and my adult weight pressing her into the mattress.

Next to me, Cindy's groans had become sobs and tears ran from her eyes as Renee sodomized her relentlessly, but she whispered "Harder!" as the two girls bounced together on the bed. Her crying merged into a sustained wail as her penis twitched and strained through a dry orgasm. She wrapped her arms and legs and arms around Renee and held on for dear life.

I was watching the two girls as I let my full weight down on Lilah, smothering her beneath me as I continued to fuck her as hard as I could. Lilah sank her tusks into my pectoral muscle and the sharp, bright pain pushed me over the brink. Cum shot up my shaft, squeezed past the merciless constriction of the nine-year-old's tiny opening, and splashed against her battered cervix. As hot semen filled her to overflowing, Lilah screamed "Rawr!", I shouted "Yes! Yes! Yes!" with each spasm and next to us on the bed, Renee and Cindy's voices climbed to a squeal in unison and tailed off raggedly as they collapsed into a sweaty, gasping heap of satiated girlflesh.

The smell of our sweat filled the room, the girls' light aroma smothered beneath my sharper stink just as Lilah was smothered underneath me. I listened to the four of us all fighting for breath, then Dwayne Johnson burst into song and I burst out laughing.

Once my heart rate was under control, I rolled off Lilah. Her inner labia clung to my penis as I withdrew until it popped free of the child with an obscene slurp. Her opening gaped as semen oozed out, clotting the lower grommets in her vulva and oozing down her perineum onto the dildo still distending her anus. She lay with her arms akimbo and legs spread, her blank blue eyeballs staring at the ceiling. Her face was smeared with spit, snot, and tears. Cindy and Renee embraced next to me, trading little kisses and murmuring into each others' ears.

I rolled off the bed, pulled on my pants, and went downstairs to make another bowl of popcorn. When I came back up the children had likewise put their PJs back on and were sitting up, giggling and watching the last bit of the movie. Lilah had rolled over onto elbows and knees with her chin in the bedspread. Her eyes were mostly closed, just two crescents of dark blue showing through her lashes, so the illusion of the wide-eyed raging Fu dog dominated her tattooed face. One hand was reaching back between her legs and gripping the enormous dildo still buried in her bowels. She was trying to pull it out but as it had gone in without lube her anal tube was adhering to it. When she pulled all that happen was her grotesquely distended asshole extruded, clinging to the latex but not relinquishing its grip at all. She made a little whine of discomfort and let the shaft be sucked back inside her.

When the movie was over, I helped Cindy and Renee make a blanket fort in Cindy's room, then I made hot chocolate and brought them two mugsful plus a plate of cookies. Admonishing them (probably pointlessly) not to get crumbs everywhere, I left them to enjoy the rest of the night. Lilah hadn't moved from my bed. I bent down and put my hand in the small of her back then gave an experimental tug on the dildo. It was still firmly embedded and Lilah growled "Rawr!" at me as her asshole pulled away from her body. She was going to have to poop or something eventually, so I pressed down harder on the tattooed "MONSTER" and gave a good hard yank. She yelped as the dildo scraped free, leaving her sphincter gaping wide open. She reached back and tentatively felt around the inflamed ring with her fingers. After inserting two fingers she started masturbating with her other hand. She flicked a fingernail against her exposed clit and grunted as the muscle ring spasmed closed around her fingers. I was getting sleepy so I lay down, dragged her up the bed and draped her over me with her head resting on my chest and pulled covers over us. Drool ran out of her mouth into my chest hair and she was snoring before I turned out the light.