This is Partt 4 of the story, from the original Edward Hyde as he sent it to me in order to post the story. Pt 5 will be posted as soon as he send it to me.

Pt 4

So eager were the little future piglets to get to the bedroom that they practically heaved the two men up the stairs, dragging them very firmly by the hands. Chuckling, Sam and Keith struggled not to trip over the steps as they were pulled very forcefully by the two very excited, very impatient and very horny little girls!

Eventually, the four of them tumbled into the bedroom and Becca pushed Keith down onto the bed. Kneeling on his lap, the naked little girl began to unbutton his shirt while Sam sat on the end of the bed and took Sophie onto his own lap, gently caressing the soft skin of her back, thighs and bottom, loving how warm and smooth she felt. Tenderly, he kissed the little brunette on the lips and she kissed him back with obvious passion.

Gently, he ran his hand up and down her inner thigh before venturing a little higher, feeling the warmth of her eager little pussy before he touched it and felt how wet she was in anticipation of what was to happen. Over the course of their friendship, Sam and Keith had talked about anything and everything and neither had any secrets from the other. Neither man had expressed or even felt any sexual attraction or desire towards such young girls yet there was something about these two that night – whether it be their obvious willingness or the fact that they were soon to be meat that both men were finding utterly irresistible.

Carefully at first, then with more force as he saw how his young partner’s body responded, Sam slipped his fingers between Sophie’s delicious lips, enjoying the warm dampness inside her as he worked his fingers in and out of her tight young opening. Kissing him with even more passion now, Sophie tore at Sam’s shirt, not caring that she ripped the buttons off as she did so.

Becca now had Keith’s shirt completely open, had unbuckled his belt and was yanking down his jeans and underwear, revealing the massive erection her immature caresses had provoked. Pressing her warm, chubby little body against his she kissed him all over his chest and stomach before lining up the tip of his hard manhood with her own moist opening and lowering herself onto it, gasping as the thick member stretched out her six your old vagina.

Seeing that her friend had already popped her cherry and not wanting to lag too far behind, Sophie gave Sam a firm shove to the chest, pushing him back onto the bed next to his friend before stripping his lower half with as much care as she had taken removing his shirt. The penetration was a little easier for her than it had been for Becca as Sam had already primed her young pussy with his fingers and soon both girls were bouncing up and down on their temporary lovers’ cocks while screaming in ecstasy as they experienced orgasm after orgasm, their own excited brains having brought their young bodies so close to climax before they had got anywhere near a penis.

The two farmers, however, took a little longer. Partly due to their age and experience and partly because neither was keen for this experience to end, nor to disappoint the cute little nymphomaniacs currently riding their cocks like ponies. When they had woken up that morning, neither had ever imagined that the day would end in this way. Eventually, however, and almost simultaneously, the two friends shot their loads into the little meat-girls and slumped back onto the bed.

As they felt the penises soften inside them, the girls crawled onto their lovers’ chests and snuggled, allowing the men’s hands to explore their delicious young bodies – bodies that, by this the same time the next day, would be nothing more than cuts of meat. It was not long before a fresh wave of arousal took hold of Keith and Sam but, to their surprise, the girls did not mount them as they had before but, with much giggling, swapped places, both taking their own daddy deep inside them. At the very back of Sam’s mind was the idea that he should say something, question his daughter about what she was doing, but he was too horny to think straight.

Grabbing hold of his alluringly chubby daughter he flipped her over onto her back and thrust into her again and again, his heavy, adult body pressing down on her small, immature one. Keith seemed to have had a similar idea and was pounding his little girl from behind while she braced herself against the bedstead.

When morning came, none of them were sure how much they had slept as the night had passed in a blur of caresses, kissing, sucking and fucking with only occasional, brief spells of rest to recharge as the girls had taken multiple turns on each of the men, eager to cram a life’s-worth of sex into a single night.

With the girls’ tender young genitals red and sore and the men in not much better a state, feeling as if they had been not so much made love to all night as aggressively milked, the four naked figures somehow stumbled out of bed and into the en suite bathroom. Of course there was not room in the shower cubical, which had been designed for one person, for two adults at the same time, let alone two children with them, the fathers decided that they should take it in turns to shower with their own daughter and get them cleaned up. While they waited for Keith and Sophie, Becca passed the time by sucking her dad’s remarkably still-hard member and, from the sounds that could be heard very clearly over the running water, Sophie was doing the same for Keith. Although her hungry little mouth and pussy had long since emptied him of semen, Becca’s lips and tongue could still provoke the feels of euphoria associated with orgasm from her father’s sore manhood.

The girls, of course, could not have any breakfast so close to being slaughtered but their fathers knew they would need to build their strength back up after the night’s erotic activities so, once they had showered and dressed, Keith in the clothes he had worn the day before and Sam in a fresh shirt since the one that Sophie had ripped from his body was no longer wearable, they tucked the girls into the bed and gave them delicate kisses on the cheek, feeling once again more like fathers than lovers, and advised them to sleep a little more if they could until it was time for the butchering.
“So,” Rita asked with a smirk as the men came downstairs to find the two wives sat at the breakfast table, “did you have fun last night?”

“Certainly sounded like you were all enjoying yourselves!” teased Brenda. “Guess we know the little ones are screamers, huh?”

“Yeah.” Keith replied sardonically, sitting down at the table with a mug of black coffee, “Can’t imagine where they get that from!” Sam sat down too and pulled the loaf of bread towards himself. He and Rita had a pretty active and regular sex life, the new baby on the way was evidence of that after all, yet he was fairly sure he had had more sex last night than in the previous six months and his body was paying the price. He had never butchered a little girl before but slaughtering and parting out a pig was, he knew, quite a physically demanding process and he did not imagine the practicalities of that morning’s coming slaughter would be that different.

“Can they still walk?” chuckled Rita, “Or are you going to have to carry them out to the barn?”

“I don’t know about them,” Sam sipped his coffee, “but I could do with filling my underpants with ice! I guess we’ve proved it is possible to have too much of a good thing!” Keith shifted uncomfortably in his seat, proving that he was similarly suffering. Neither man had been too keen on putting on underpants that morning but figured going commando under jeans would be even less comfortable. The envied the meat-girls, not needing to put on underwear or any clothes at all.

“Who’s got ice in their underpants?” Melissa asked, emerging into the room somewhat bleary-eyed and with tousled hair, dressed in a thick fleece bath-robe over her night shirt.

“Nobody!” Her dad laughed as she joined the parents at the table. “Was just saying I could go for some!”

“Horny little brats rode you hard, huh?” the teen raised an eyebrow.

“Hope we didn’t keep you awake last night?” Keith asked. “I hear we were kinda noisy.”

“No it was fine once I put my headphones on and turned the volume up to max!” Melissa gave him a withering look. “Trust me. Everybody thinks hearing your parents have sex is the grossest thing ever but I think hearing your little sister fuck your dad kinda tops it!” She stuck her tongue out teasingly at Sam who blushed even deeper than he had been.

“Well,” Keith took the last bite of his bread and drained his coffee cup, “I guess we should be getting on with it. Pick-up van comes at eleven.” Sam finished his own drink quietly, not wanting to meet anyone else’s eye. Certainly, what they were about to do had been agreed by everyone the night before and on top of that he had already killed and gutted his youngest daughter but that had felt more spontaneous – a “spur of the moment” thing. Now he was about to take two six year old girls, both of whom he loved deeply and both of whom he had spent the night fucking, out to the barn to slaughter them and prepare their bodies for sale to a meat wholesaler.

“let’s go get the girls.” Sam stood up and gave Keith a pointed look, inviting him to come too.