I was in foster care since the age of 2 or 3 and was in and out of several different houses by the time I was 5. That's where my real memories start. Everything before that is blurred. I had just gotten placed in a new home. Our foster mom only fostered girls and she was amazing. It was about a week after I had moved in and me and my foster sister, Vanesse, were playing in the living room. She was slightly older than me, probably about 7 or 8. Our mom was sitting on the couch watching tv when she told Vanessa to come sit on her lap. Vanessa seemed all too happy and immediately clmbed up onto to her lap. I watched in curiosity at what happened next. Vanessa spread her legs open and our mom lifted Vanessa's dress and slid her hand dow her little panties. I didn't know what she was doing or why she was doing it, but I could see her hand working inside Vanessa's underwear. Even in my young ignorance I got excited by watching. Vanessa looked blissful and grinded her small hips against our moms hand. After a while, her body began to shakes and her breathing grew rapid, then she relaxed.
"Do you want a turn?" Our mom asked me, noticing how excitedly I was watching. Although I was curious, I was too afraid and said no. Our mom said that was okay, and that was the end of it.
I saw her do it with several of the other girls after that. I always watched, getting really turned on. I wanted to see the others girls little pussies. My pussy was starting to beg for attention too. Eventually I agreed to sit on my moms lap and she did the same to me. She lifted my dress and made me spread my legs. She lifted my panties with her thumb and told me to peek in and look at my pussy. I did. My heart was pounding and my clit was already erect and twitching. I didn't know what was going to happen to me, but I was so horny. I liked the look of my own c**t. She stuck her hand in and traced up and down my slit, finally closing in on my clit. She teased it with her finger in circles and up and down. It felt so good and was such a relief from all the excitement that had built up in Me watching her finger my foster sisters.
"How do you feel?" She asked.
I could barely answer. The sensation was incredible. Nothing feels as good as a little girl having her clit pleasured. I eventually exploded in orgasm and started to sit on her lap more often. Several months later, another girl complained to somebody about it and we were moved to new homes.
A few years passed and I went through many more houses. Until I was ten and ended up with another family. I was there for quite a while when they had a new girl come in. She was four years old, chubby red head with freckles. Her name was Lizzie I don't know why, but I started to wonder if she had freckles on her pussy. I started thinking about it all the time. I wanted to see her c**t more than anything. Just the thought made my pussy wet. She came from neglectful parents and was still in diapers at first, so while our foster praents potty trained her, she ran around in just panties most of the time. Even though I hadn't seen her bare puss yet, I could see her camel toe as the underwear sometimes hugged her slit. God, I wanted to see her naked.
One day I saw my chance. Our foster father was at work and our mom had to take our foster brother to a dentist appointment, so I was left to babysit Lizzie. I made her play house with me. I was the mommy and she was the baby. After a little while of playing I told her since she was the baby I needed to change her diaper, and laid her on the bed. I reached up to pull down her panties.
"No," she squealed, embarrassed. "You'll see my peepee!"
"It's okay," I told her, "we're just playing. It has to be like real." To make her feel less embarrassed, I pulled down my panties and let her see my pussy. After that she laughed and said okay. I carefully worked her panties off and my eyes finally beheld the glory of her little fat pink pussy. There were no freckles, just smooth, hairless skin. Her skin looked so soft and her lips looked plush. A perfect tiny slit ran up to her plump clit. My pussy started to pound and I thought about how good I could make her feel, just like my old foster mom did to me.
"I have to wipe you" I said, I slowly moved my hand toward her privates. My fingers finally landed on her slit, and she jumped in surprise as I started to run my finger up and down it. I spread her lips with one hand and put my thumb right on her clit and began to caress it. I could tell she enjoyed it. Her eyes glazed over and she lifted her pussy up against my thumb, as if begging for more. Then I bent down and flicked my tongue over her pussy. I did it for a while until my tongue started to hurt. I wrapped my mouth around her clit and I could feel it twitching and pulsing in my mouth as I suck on it. She panted in pleasure, her pussy getting wetter and wetter. It turned me on so much to know I was making this little girl's c**t feel so fucking amazing. I wanted to feel good too, so I stopped sucking and laid down. I pulled her on top of me. She was pretty chubby and was heavy on me but I didn't care. I put her pussy against mine and started to hump her. Our swollen clitz rubbed together and if felt unbelievable. She was moaning and panting, her faced scrunched up in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut. I couldn't take it any more and reached the first orgasm I had in years. I kept grinding her against me until she finally orgasmed too. She told me she liked that.
After that, since we shared a room, she would ask me to touch her at night. I couldn't get enough of her pussy and I loved watching her in such ecstasy. I pleasured Lizzie until we were sperated by the foster system.