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Mate's Sister

Leo P on Sex Stories

This happened when i was 18.  i was on holiday with my mate's family in Turkey.  It was myself (my name is Jake by the way), my mate Mark, his sister Vicky, his brother and their mum.  The weather was great and already me and Mark had met some really stunning girls so it looked like it was going to be a really good week.  On the third night we were all down in the bar drinking we were all inclusive so the drinks were free.  At about 1 in the morning everyone but myself and Vicky were feeling really tired and went to bed but i decided to go with Vicky to the Club in the hotel. After another hour of drinking we decided to leave and go to bed as the music was pretty shit.  When we reached our rooms which were across from each other i pulled out the key for

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my room that i shared with Mark when she went to give me a hug, which she always did so it was no surprise to me, until she planted a full on kiss.  Now Vicky is four years older than myself, around 5'8", pretty good looking and an o.k body but the most beautifully rounded pair of tits you are ever likely to see as i have frequently seen her in swimwear.  Unaware of where it might lead i replied with my lips and tongue and we stood there snogging for about 5 minutes.  She then whispered in my ear that we should take it further. However both our rooms were shared rooms.  But she just grabbed my arm and lead me to the stairs. we went down thwe stairs past the reception and into where the pool area was she closed the double doors and locked it.  She then turned to me and started to remove her black dress. I then started to remove my jeans and shirt so she was down to her lace bra and panties and me my boxers.  Her tits were just dying to be released so as she moved in closer to me she unclasped her bra letting her tits spring out and she stepped into the still running jacuzzi.  She beckoned me over and as i stepped in she started to remove her already soked panties.  She took one look at my crotch and saw my dick bursting to be released so she ripped my boxers down and my fully erect 8 inch dick sprung out.  She then stood up allowing me to grasp her enormous breast and kiss and lick her erect nipple.  As we kissed i felt her hand grasp my dick and continue to stroke in a smooth slow motion i then started to caress her soaking wet pussy and her head then lowered its way to my cock.  as her lips engulffed the head she continud to stroke hte base and caress my balls.  Within two mkinutes of this licking and caressing i couldnt belive that my ball were starting to tighten she was so damn good. However sensing this she told me to calm down and sat on the side of the tub. beckoning me to her pussy i needed no invitation and buried my head in her pussy licking and sucking on her clit i felt her hips jerk and knew how much she must have been enjoying it.  Without notice she turned over and tld me to get up. I stood up and she grapped my dick she then spositioned it over her arsehole. She demanded me to shag her up tthe arse. I slowly pushed the head and once it was all the way in i knew i could start to pump her ass. After a few slow thrusts she begged me to shag her harder so i upped the pace causing her to moan louder and start to finger her pussy in rhythm with my thrusts.  after her sucking previousl;y it was no surprise that within a couple of minutes of banging her ass i erupted with a huge load of cum filling her sexy ass i then pulled out and allowed her to lick the cum off my dick but she started to suck and within seconds i was unbelievingly hard again she then beckoned me to fuck her pussy as she lay on a deck chair. without protection but not caring i eased my dick in and strarted to pound her pussy as she screamed in delight until i felt my self ready to cum and even though i warned she said she didnt care. on hearing those words i released another load of cum and as i pulled out spurted some more on belly and as she shoved my cock in her mouth another spurtr of cum hit the back of her throat. we lay down and continued to kiss.  Since that holiday we have two kids and continue to shag however the closest we get to a jacuzzi is the bath. Myself and mark havent spoke in years.   

The Man With in Her Dreams

Shayne on Sex Stories

He is in her dreams; it is as if she can feel him touching her, licking every inch of her. She can feel him deep inside of her hot, wet pussy, as she gets wetter and hotter the more she thinks of him.

 

The dream she wonders? The same dream she has night after night, she cannot get him out of her mind.

 

As she lay in bed waiting to fall asl

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eep her mind wonders as she starts to rub her breast, nipples growing and getting hard. She moves her hand slowly and gently down to her thighs. Her legs spreading farther apart as if he was there wanting to enter her hot, wet, pussy. Her fingers gliding over her clit, she moans, she slips her fingers into her very wet pussy.

 

As she falls asleep, the man she wants so much is here, he is lying next to her. Touching her like she has never been touched. He starts at her neck, kissing, nibbling, as he move down her body the passion is growing between them. He stops just inside her thigh, pausing to tease her with his tongue licking at her clit. The moment she has been waiting for, as he begins to eat her sweet, wet pussy. She moans as she wants more, just a she is about to cum, he stops. Moving very slowly up her body with his tongue.

 

He teases her with the head of his cock, rubbing her thighs, and then the clit. She can not take anymore. She must have him inside her. She must feel him. She has wanted him to fuck her since the dreams started. As he entered her pussy, the feeling was intense. Thrusting deeper, and harder, she was to that point once again. As he pumped his cock in and out of her she came with such intensity she became numb.

 

The hard, pounding fucking seemed to please her with such passion. She never wanted this dream to end. The man she was dreaming about night after night was there fucking her, making her feel like a woman again.

 

She moans, begging him to fuck her harder. He wishes to take his time, making this all worth her while. And he does.

 

He works his cock with such perfection; the motions are perfectly timed with each thrust. His cock feels so good inside her pussy, as her cum is making her wetter and wetter.

 

He moves his tongue down to her pussy once again, licking, sucking, and nibbling at her clit. She wants to explode as he sticks this tongue inside her. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME” she cries.  Over and over he taunts her pussy with his tongue. She wants him inside again.

 

Thrusting his cock back inside of her, slowly getting deeper and deeper. She has never felt this way. Who is he? Who could he be? The moment has reached the ultimate climax. He is thrusting his cock hard and deep making her cum once again.  She begs him to never stop.

 

It is morning again, as she lays nude in the bed she is startled to realize this is not a dream……

 

 

But a REALITY!

 

 

Wet With Love,

 

Shayne

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just good friends

g8tohavesex on Sex Stories

I'd known Kate for three months.  We'd hit it off right away and it was as though we had known each other for years.  She was everything a guy could ask for.  Big tits, long legs, pretty face, long brown curly hair and lips to die for.

We'd been to a Halloween party this particular night and she'd been dressed as a naughty school girl - I swear I spent most of my time in the bathroom trying to think of something boring to make my boner go away.  I was dressed as a cowboy with tight jeans so each time she was near me it was quite obvious if I got excited.  As normal kate was staying over at my apartment.  She would make up a bed in the living area and I would be in my bed.  I'd lie there and wait for her to fall asleep then creep into the living area to see if

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i could catch a glimps of her pussy or tits but I never did.  I'd go back to my room and jack off pretending what I'd do to her and shoot my load all over my hand.

Tonight wasn't any different.  I'd been drinking lots to cope with the fact that I had a hot chick in my house and I couldn't touch her.  I crept into the living area and tonight was my lucky night.  She'd thrown the sheet off her and I could see where her short PJs had riden up and I could clearly see her pussy.  I wanted to walk forward and put my finger in it and lick it but I didn't dare.  Instead i stood there stroking my dick until I was about to shoot then I ran to the bathroom.

I got into bed and slept dreaming of kate sucking my dick.  I woke up the next morning, rubbed the sleep from my eyes and walked to the kitchen. Of course I was naked and I started to make coffee.  Then I heard a voice say, "good morning, I didn't expect you up yet!"

It was Kate, how the hell did I forget she was here!  She started to walk into the kitchen - "NO" I shouted.  she asked why and I told her I'd forgotten she was there and I had no clothes on.

She commented that my dick wasn't the first one she'd seen and she hoped to god it wasn't the last one she'd see so what was the problem?  What was the problem?  She had PJs on that were so short I could see everything, I was naked and had a huge boner - that was the problem!!!!!

I moved around the kitchen with my back to her and my hard dick facing the cupboards.  I was at the microwave up the corner when she asked me to step back so she could get in the cupboard.  It was an awkward moment and I said I couldn't.  Why not she asked. Because I said.  Because why she asked.

I thought shit she's going to see me soon enough so I stepped back and said, "because of this!"  She looked down and stared at my dick.  I'm not bragging but I'm pretty big down there - 9 inches and 6 inches around and it was standing to attention in her honor.

She looked me in the eye and said that she had no idea.  I apologised and said sorry.  She took a step forward and told me not to be sorry then she totally shocked me.

She got down on her knees and took my dick in her mouth.  She licked it as thought it was an icey melting, then she took as much of me in her mouth as she could and started to suck.  God I'd dreamt about this for so long was this really happening?  She moved her mouth and said, "just one question.  can you cum more than one time?  I want to suck you dry but I want this big dick in my pussy, I'm sooo wet, can you do it?"

Was she joking?  I could cum as many times as she wanted me too.  I said, "yes I can cum more than once," and she went to work on my dick again.  I could feel my balls start to tighten so I grabbed her head and pushed my dick further into her mouth and exploded.  She swallowed every drop.

She stood up and for the first time I kissed her while my hand went up her top and massaged her tits.  They filled me hands. I took her top off and sucked on her nipples then slipped her bottoms down her legs.  she slipped out of them and i dug my hand into her pussy while rubbing her clit with my thumb.  She started to grind against my hand and moan.  I thought that the kitchen wasn't the best place to be doing this but I tried to pull my hand away and she wouldn't let me.  I got down on my knees and dove into her pussy, licking her clit then her hole.  Her juices were flowing and I was lapping them up.  She started to moan really loudly and put my head into the vice of her thighs and she orgasmed for about 2 minutes.

I stood up and kissed her so that my juices and her juices mixed together in our mouths.

"I want you to fuck me now.  Make me wet and make me cum hard with that big dick of yours. I can't believe how big it is."

I didn't need to be told twice.  i turned her around, bent her over the kitchen counter and positioned my cock at her pussy lips.  I rammed it into her and started to pound her hard.  I slipped my hands around to cup one tit with one hand and rub her clit with the other.  This was sooooo hot.  when I felt like I was going to shoot my load I grabbed her hips and almost withdrew then slammed it back into her.  she was telling me to shove that big dick into her wet pussy and making lots of noise.  this was sweet - I shot my load as she came hard.  She gripped my dick inside of her with her pussy muscles while I shot load after load into her.

I pulled out of her, turned her around and kissed her hard on the lips.  She asked why we hadn't done that before.  Search me!!!!

We both showered seperately and were getting dressed in the bedroom.   I asked her if this meant we were together and she said what do you think?

I was just putting my dick into my jockey shorts.  As I said I'm quite big down there so I have to position my dick just right.  I was adjusting my dick and looked up to see Kate looking at me.  "You do that very well," she said, "I never knew you were so big."  I smiled and started to rub my dick through the material so that it began to get hard.  You've seen it like this before underneath my jeans, I told her.  Whenever we'd been out I'd drop you off and get hard.  Sometimes I'd make it home to jack off, other times I'd have to slip my dick out and jack off on the way home!"

"That's funny," she said because every time you left me I'd go in the house, get out my vibrator and pretend you were fucking me.  But I didn't realise I should have had a bigger vibrator!!"

We laughed and she moved towards me.  My dick was straining against my shorts.  She opened the front and my dick sprang out.  "how are we ever going to get anywhere when you have this thing in your pants?" she said.

I laughed, pushed her down on the bed and lifted her legs over my shoulders.  I put my dick into her waiting pussy and gently moved my hips backwards and forwards.  I was almost pulling out of her and then pushing it right back in.

It didn't take long for her to cum but I wasn't ready.  We moved positions and she sat on top of me.  she rode me like a mechanical bull until I bucked and shot my load into her.

That was two years ago and we still have to stop at the strangest of places to pleasure each other.  she likes to sleep with my dick in her hand - we don't get much sleep!!!! 

Maybe if you want to read more I can tell you where we'd got all sexed up, hot and steamy?

My high school crush becomes a nurse 2

luke5853 on Sex Stories

After that first day in the hospital Tiffany and I went about our lives as usual, me being in bed healing and her working as my nurse.  We would chat when she had time but nothing other than that.  After about two weeks in bed I was getting antsy because I was starting to get horny and seeing her wasn't helping anything.  Then one day I found out that Tiffany had the night shift which made me kind of happy.

Tiffany came in that night to do my vitals and after she was done she said that she only had one other patient and she was the only nurse on so she would be back.  When she said that I got instantly hard.  After about ten minutes Tiffany came back in and told me she was done with the other so we could have the rest of the night to our selves.  "But won

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t your other patient need you tonight " I said.  "No, he is in a deep coma and has been in one for months."  "OK' I said.

She then noticed my hard on and pulled off the covers and my gown.  "You wont be needing those tonight."  My hard on was sticking straight up like a flag pole.  I look over her body to see her wearing a tight little nurses uniform which accentuates her beautiful C cup breast.  She can see that I am looking her over so she turns around to let me see her nice bubble butt.  She turns back around with lust in her eyes and puts her head over my cock and gently licks the tip and makes me shudder.  She licks around the whole head then quickly inhales my dick.  While her head is bobbing up and down on my dick I put my hand on her ass.  When she feels my hand on her ass, she lifts her skirt and moves my hand between her legs.  I feel that she is not wearing any panties so I move my hand up and put my finger on her hot pussy. I feel her shake when I touch her pussy so I start to rub in between her pussy lips.  I then slip a finger into her pussy and I can feel her moaning on my dick and she starts sucking harder and faster.  I am moving my finger in and out of her pussy slow at first, then I start to go faster and she loves it.  She takes her mouth off my dick to say " I wish I could fuck you right now, I am so fucking horny."  She then continues to suck my dick and I start fingering her so  fast, she is moving her hips to my finger.  I can feel her start to shake and I know she is about to come. She cried out in an earth shattering orgasm which sends me into one myself and she swallows every drop on cum I give her.  We kiss and she cleans me up and dresses me  and then leaves. 

part three coming soon

Coming Home

JackBNimble on Sex Stories

Eric glanced over as he drove up the highway.  He was constantly amazed to see Patti sitting next to him.  She sat there, a blonde goddess of a woman. “Damn, I am the luckiest guy on the face of the Earth” he thought as he stared briefly at her.  Her long blonde hair blew gently in the breeze of the open window of his car.  He reached over and softly stroked up her lovely neck, then gently traced her sensitive ear with a fingertip before running his fingers into her soft, beautiful, blonde locks. 

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an>As he pulled off the highway and came to a stop at a traffic light he pulled her closer and leaned over to kiss her neck just below her earlobe.

“I want you now!” he whispered.  “I’ve missed you these last couple of weeks while I was in Taiwan,” he added.

 

“Oh?  Really?” she asked with a smile.

 

He nodded with a grin, “Absolutely!” he said as he let his hand slide down caressing over her perfect breast, lightly teasing her nipple then sliding it down to her thigh and under the skirt she was wearing.

 

“I’ve missed you too.” She stated, with a grin of her own, as his hand slid farther up her thigh to find she was wearing only thigh-high stockings and a wispy thin silk g-string underneath.

 

With a smile that belied his desires, Eric drove the last couple of blocks as fast as possible, pulling into the driveway of the apartment complex and then flying thru the gate.  “I think I’m going to have to fuck you on the stairs.  If we’re lucky maybe we can make it to the big chair,” he said with a grin and a gleam in his eye, as his fingers slowly stroked her thru the thin material between her legs.  He could feel the warm heat building there as he pulled into the garage and came to a stop.  He leaned over, finally able to let go of the wheel and pulled her close again, kissing her deeply, his other hand now free to wander over her body and then come to rest on her small but firm breast.  “God I love your titties” he whispered huskily as he pulled away briefly, only to come back to kiss her again seconds later.

 

Eric could feel her hands on him now, lightly teasing his nipples as they kissed, then her had slid down between his legs.  He knew she could feel his hardness through his jeans.  He grinned again.  “I told you I missed you!”

“That must be terribly uncomfortable.  I’m going to have to help you with that aren’t I,” Patti asked.

“I’m afraid so.  It could lead to my early death if you don’t!” he said with a laugh.

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t want to have THAT on my conscience, ‘she said with a smile.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

Eric stepped out of the car and came around to help Patti out.  As she stepped out he pulled her close, kissing her.  He felt her lean into his arms and he held her tightly, kissing her deeply, passionately.  He let his hands roam over her body, his left hand caressing the nape of her neck, his right sliding over her hips and buttocks before working up to cup her left breast firmly but gently.  He could feel her nipple harden as he teased it through her sweater.  His left hand slid down from her neck to her other breast and began teasing that nipple now as they continued to kiss, tongues entwined.  His right hand found its way back between her legs again.  He peeled the thin material aside and slid two fingers up and down over her warm, wet pussy.  Patti moaned softly as he spread her wetness up and down.  “Lets get in the house,” he whispered as he took her by the hand and led her out of the garage and inside.  As the garage door came down and the door out closed he stopped and pulled her to him again.

“I want you right here, right now,” he said as they stood at the base of the stairs leading up into the apartment.

He kissed her again, a long slow deep kiss.  As he did, he reached behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding it off, exposing her small, perfect titties.  He caressed the exposed skin with his hands and then leaned forward and began licking and sucking on her sensitive nipples.

With a smile, he unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor.  He then lowered himself till he was sitting on a step.  He reached behind her, placing his hands on her buttocks and guided her forward slightly.  Using his left hand he peeled the damp fabric of her thong aside, exposing the pink wetness of her pussy.  He softly inhaled her scent, enjoying it.  He could feel his body react, his cock throbbing in his jeans as he began to kiss and then lick her warm, wet pussy. 

He started with long slow licks up and down her cleft, then moved to small circles over her sensitive clit.  He heard her breathing increase and then a soft moan, barely audible.  He smiled as she pressed herself into him, grinding her pussy against his tongue.  He applied a small amount of suction against her clit now, simultaneously licking up and down over it.  This caused her to moan a bit louder. 

He lifted his right hand from her buttock and, using one finger to start, began to slowly penetrate her very wet opening.  He then slid a second finger inside.  This caused yet another soft moan.

 

Eric pulled back and looked up into Patti’s eyes with a smile.  “You’re very wet now”, he said softly, grinning.  “I want you on top of me, I want to see you and feel you cum” he added.

“Oh…I don’t know if you’re ready yet…I’d better check,” she said, and then she guided him to standing, undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans.  He helped her slide them down and kicked them off.  She smiled to see he had nothing on underneath them, as his cock stood out.  “Hmm…you seem ready…but I’m not quite convinced,” she said and then she lowered herself down with a smile. 

She opened her mouth and slowly took his cock in it.  She heard him moan lightly “oh yes…” as she did.  It gave her quite a rush to hear that.  She sucked and licked his cock, taking it all the way in her mouth, sliding her tongue over the sensitive underside of his cock.  She could feel it throbbing, full and hard in her mouth.

Patti pulled back and looked up “I think you’re ready now,” she said.

Eric sat down on the stairs, his legs spread wide.  She lowered herself down onto his hard cock straddling him.  Once she had him all the way in, Patti began sliding herself up and down, slowly at first, then faster.

She loved fucking him this way.  She needed to cum badly, and she never could deny herself that in this position…it felt too damn good!

“Cum for me baby” he said softly as she rode his cock.  He reached up and teased her nipples.  He loved watching her as she got closer and closer to cumming.  He could feel her pussy squeezing tighter around him.

“Oh yes!” she moaned as she thrust herself hard and faster on his cock.  Eric began meeting her strokes with those of his own, driving his cock harder and faster inside her. 

That was all Patti could take. 

Eric felt her pussy squeeze around him, as though she was locking him inside her as she came.  He smiled, thrilled to have been able to feel her cum and know she was enjoying him so much.

Patti collapsed on top of him.  Eric held her on top of him for a while, loving the feeling of her skin against his, his still hard cock buried deep within her, the sensitive intimacy of the moment was something he treasured greatly.

As her breathing came back to normal, Patti sat up, “I want you behind me now, I want to feel you cum in me that way,” she said as she pulled herself off of him.

Eric sighed briefly as he felt the cool air on his cock, he wanted to get back inside her instantly. 

Patti turned and faced up the stairs and got on her hands and knees.  She felt Eric step behind her and then she felt his hardness pressing into her once again, then he began fucking her.

 

 She loved it when he was like this!  She closed her eyes and felt him thrusting in her, slowing occasionally but then going faster and faster.  She knew he couldn’t last long but God it felt good!  She could feel his hands on her hips, holding her tight as he fucked her.   She felt her second orgasm building inside her and just hoped she could get there.

She felt his fingers tightening on her hips and knew he was almost there.  He was thrusting faster and harder now, exactly what she needed too.

Eric could tell she was close to cumming again.  He wanted her to get there before he came but he knew it was going to be close.  He reached up and caressed her nipple with his right hand and tried to slow himself down a little.  He took a deep breath and placed his hand back on her hip, thrusting faster again. 

“Oh…yes!” she moaned as he sent her over the edge again, cumming.

Eric smiled as he felt her pussy squeeze down tightly around him again as she came.  That was all he could take!  She was SOO tight, so warm and wet…

He thrust himself deep into her and came.  In his mind it felt like an explosion!  He thrust himself into her a few more times as he came in her,  his juices mixing with hers in the process.  He collapsed against her briefly but then caught himself with his hands.  He didn’t want to move though.  He loved being inside of Patti and hated the feeling of sliding out of her.  He didn’t want it to end yet!  The smell of sex in the air was quite tangible…he loved it!  He leaned forward and kissed her at the nape of her neck

“Thank you crazy girl…you’re incredible. 

 

I want to take you to the bedroom and start all over now!” he said with a grin.

“I think that’s a good idea, but lets get a shower and a little food…then I can have you for desert” she said with a wicked little smile.

“Sounds like a perfect plan to me!  I want to make love to you all night long!  I’ve missed you these last two weeks…and you have to help me so I don’t die young” he laughed.

“Lets go lover…I’m not done with you yet” she said over her shoulder as she led him by the hand up into the apartment.

Everything ive ever wanted

little_woogy on Sex Stories

 

Chapter One: how it all starts

 

I walked up the stairs to the door of my first appointment, knowing that I am about to have fun. I knock on the door of my first appointment. No one comes to the door, so I go to the side gate, and down along unt

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il I get to the back lawn. There I see something wonderful, but very unexpected. Sophie, Amy and Camilla all sitting one the grass naked, with dildo’s and the like, licking each other and fooling around. I look closer and see that Sophie has her dog Emily between her legs, getting her to lick her cunt. I think to myself, how long I have fantasized about this moment, and how it was finally here.

 

I stand there, and drop my pants, reach down to my cock, about to stimulate it to an erection, when I realise that it is already spewing pre-cum. I rub the pre-cum on my hand, an guide it over my ass, making my ass nice and wet n tasty for Emily’s tongue later. I walk out to the four females including Emily who are eagerly awaiting my arrival so that the festivities can begin. I show myself to them with all 8” of my cock protruding. They all leap up in excitement, and move towards me, yearning for my cock. Camilla gets to me first, after being pushed forward by her mother, and so I pick her up, embrace her and kiss her, shoving my tongue down her throat.

 

The others sigh out of disappointment, but I remind them that they can play with Emily and another dog that I had ‘borrowed’ from the pound the night before. This dog was a German Shepard, with a cock much larger than mine - 12” long and 3” wide. But I don’t care, cos I’m not wanting to be butt fucked by a dog, I’m looking to get pussy and lots of it.

 

I realise that I am still holding onto Camilla, and she is starting to get impatient with me. I put her down on the ground, and still holding her hand, lead her inside to play. I assured her mother that I would be gentle, as she was sooooo young and still very much a virgin. We go inside, and sit down on a big leather couch. Then I realise that I have no lube, and no one else brought some either. I tell Camilla to sit tight, and go to grab Emily from outside. I bring her in, and sit her down, allowing her to lick feverishly at my cock. Although delightful, it is not quite what I wanted. I brought her up off the floor, and turned her around in one quick action, put my finger in her pussy, poking it a few times, and then replaced it with my cock. She began bucking wildly back onto my cock, and I could feel the sensations running through my body. Oh well, its all wet n slippery now, so its back to Camilla.

 

I remove my cock from the depths of Emily’s vagina, and move my attention to Camilla. I begin licking and lightly finger fucking her pussy. She moans slightly, and lightly bucks her hips in a reaction. I move up over her now, and start rubbing my cock head up against her tight cunt hole. She shivers with delight, and urges me on. I tell her that this is going to hurt no matter what, and it is probably better if I plunge all my cock straight into her, in one quick motion. She nods her head in agreement, and I position myself for a quick entry. I place my cock head in the opening of her vagina, between her pussy lips. Then with one almighty push, I enter my entire cock into her, right down to the hilt. She screams in agony, and I hug her, consoling her as she adjusts to the pain, tears rolling down her beautiful cheeks. After a minute of two, she indicates to me that it no longer hurt, and after giving it a few slight jabs for good measure, I remove my cock from her, and place her up on the couch. She is puzzled, and doesn’t know why I stopped. My eyes move their gaze from her eyes, to a large male sex doll that belongs to her mother. I pick her up, and move her over to it. I lay it down on the floor with its back to the floor and get her to move on top of it straddling its 7” hard cock. She although in heaven, still looks puzzled. I now move behind her, rub my cock, gaining some milky white residue of Emily’s vagina still on my cock, and then using it, force two fingers up her ass. She screams in pain, and begs for me to stop, but I keep going, knowing that soon she will like it. I stop, and descend down onto her. I hold my cock steady, and guide it down into her ass. She now again screams with pain, and I see some blood running from the inside of her ass cheek. No worries, that’s normal for a virgin ass. I then quickly begin to fuck her blindly, and pound her little body and I ram my 8” bulging member up her tiny, tight asshole. After 10 minutes, I begin to feel my orgasm building, and know that I am not too far from climax. I look down and see her face, one of beauty and of utter fulfilment. She was enjoying it, and had already had repeated orgasms. I tell her that I am about to cum, and that I will be doing it in her ass. She doesn’t seem to mind, and just starts bucking back onto my cock, perhaps to increase intensity of my pleasure and ensure that I shoot a huge load. I feel my balls tighten up, and realise that the time was now. I planted my cock as deep as I could into her rectum, and then let my cum rip through her. I came like I had never cum before. 10 times I shot my load into her virgin asshole, and by the end, her ass was full and overflowing. I removed my cock, and replaced it with a butt plug, informing her that I wished for her to keep his until later. I called Emily over, and she licked at my cock and Camilla’s pussy, attempting to taste all of our juices.

 

After this, I needed a bit of help to get back my raging cock, quickly and making sure it was huge and strong. I took half a pack of Viagra, even though I don’t need it, and then placed my cock in my penis pump, and began to increase suction. I quickly grew back to my original size, but didn’t stop there. I continued to grow until my cock got up to the end of the pump. A full 12”, and it had been transformed from 2” wide, to four. I knew exactly what I was going to do with this. Sophie was to be my next playmate.

 

I walked outside, with my larger than normal raging boner, which I had to admit was making me dizzy, and walked over to Sophie. She had not seen me, being to busy sucking the cock of max, the German Shepard. As I came up behind her, I noticed that her pussy was most ripe for the taking, and so proceeded to ram my newly invigorated cock straight up her tight pussy. She gave a moan of appreciation as she pushed back onto my cock, burying it in her, far enough to reach her cervix. With that, I picked her up of the ground, still maintaining the tie I had with her, and carried her into the house where I lowered her onto the ground, placing her in the missionary position. I plunged my cock into her gaping pussy over and over as she had continuous orgasms shown by the many spurts of cum, and the sudden jerks of her head and back. She was a damn good fuck. She brought her hips up to meet every one of my forward thrusts, and held a tight grip on my cock with her cunt walls. After about 30min, but hat seemed an age, I began to once more feel the sense of tingling in my loins, and began to spew pre-cum all through her pussy. I decided that I wanted to fuck her face, and so moved around her, and descended on her in the 69 position, placing my cock straight down her throat, jerking it back and forth making her gag. I was very impressed, as she was able to take my entire cock, straight away (she must practise on horses or something). I pulled her face up to meet my cock for one final thrust, bringing my cock deeper down into her mouth than before, and I held her there for as long as she could bare, turning blue and running short of oxygen I let go for a moment before again plummeting back down her throat, and into her upper chest. I was so deep that my testicles were now touching the back of her mouth. I held her there for a few moments, stopping her from getting away from my cock. She began to get distressed as she tried desperately to get some air. I gave in, bringing my cock out of her mouth, then ramming it back down about 20 times, each as fierce as the first, giving her time enough to take breathe in between. Still, now my cock was just as big, 12” and 4”. Continuing my fascination with a female’s anus, I decided that this again would be the perfect place to shoot my seed. However, Sophie was yet another unsuspecting ass virgin, and my cock being so much bigger now, got a much greater response. I grabbed her at the hips, and positioned my cock, and then with two thrusts of my cock, I was in all the way. The screaming and movement was intense, as she struggled against me to be released from the agonising pain of being anally fucked for the first time. But I had no intention of letting her go. I repeatedly rammed my cock deeper and deeper into her ass, until she started to show signs of pleasure. She began to buck wildly against my cock, using her hand to play with her pussy and my balls. This just set me off. Out of nowhere, I started convulsing, and my cock spewed out humongous amounts of cum. It filled up Sophie’s ass, and trickled down her thighs to the floor. I stayed with my cock in her ass for a moment, and then brought it out for her to clean off. She lapped it up enthusiastically, trying not to lose any to the dog. After she had cleaned my sufficiently, I brought her close to me, entering her pussy, and holding her tightly, as we cuddled, combined for several minutes. It was amazing, lying there together, slowly fucking again, and kissing. I have never felt such pleasure and satisfaction ever in my life. I was in heaven.

 

Chapter Two: a very unexpected pleasure

 

I awoke half an hour or so later, and found that I was still tied to Sophie, and she was still there, asleep. However, something seemed wrong. I could hear shouting and as I looked outside, I could see Sophie’s sister on the lawn arguing with Amy, who was still totally naked. I realised that she must have seen us already so didn’t bother to try and hide. Sophie did tell me that her sister was coming to visit her, but not this soon. Oh well, ill have to try and solve it.

 

I removed my cock from Sophie’s cunt hole, and proceeded on outside, thinking of how I was going to explain this to her sister. I walked outside, and told Sophie’s sister, who was very angry, that this had never happened before and would never happen again, and that she should please not tell bob, not for my sake, but for their marriage, as it was almost certain that bob was in a hotel room in Brisbane right now fucking some young local prostitute. She sighed and waved her hand, and I realised that I had won. But I also realised that she was staring down at my cock, covered in a mixture of Sophie’s cum, sweat and spit. All of a sudden she grabbed at my cock, quite hard actually and using it to pull me, she took me inside. Once inside, she pushed me towards the floor, near Sophie and told me to fuck her till she wakes up, and then I was to fuck her, and after that she would be fine about our activities. She told me that she had always wanted to watch Sophie fuck Bob, but that this is much better because my cock was sooooo much bigger than his. I did what I was told, but it wasn’t like anyone would have had to force me. I got down next to Sophie and thrust my hips upwards, sending my raging boner straight into her still tight pussy. I thrust away, and she was soon awake, but for some reason not worried at seeing her sister stare back at her, but pleasantly delighted.

 

The first part of the deal was done, and so I stood up, and grabbed Sabrina’s head and thrust my cock down her throat. She gagged a great deal, and so I then spun her around, put my arms around her waist, and thrust into the depth of her ass. She screamed, and begun to take wild swings at me, to fight me off. I was much to strong for her, and put her in a full nelson, and forcing her to kneel in doggy position as I pumped her furiously. I didn’t really care about this bitch. She had threatened to ruin my fun and so she must pay with blood. She did, her anal cavity was raw and full of blood when I was finished with her, but she seemed to be content now, realising that she had made a bug mistake, and had no real choice in what would happen next. For her it was totally unexpected.

 

Before Sabrina had seen everyone, Amy had taken Max inside to another room, so she had no idea that we had dogs here, and were using them for sex. I signalled for Amy to go get max, and when she came back out, crawling alongside max, stroking his cock to full erection, Sabrina realised what was about to happen. I grabbed her in a bear hug, and turned so I was lying back to the floor, and she was on top of me. I positioned my cock and thrust it up her ass, then beckoned Max over to us. Sabrina looked horrified, and began to kick at max as he approached. Amy grabbed her legs, and I her arms, and we held her down into place. Sophie guided max to her sister and then pushed his cock inside her cunt. He needed no more help and proceeded to fuck the absolute shit out of Sabrina. The movement of Max’s huge cock in and out of her cunt continuously rubbed against mine, and caused me to cum repeatedly in her ass. After a while, max started to slow down, and then he tied with Sabrina, making her scream with pain as a ball about 6” wide entered her cunt with no care at all. After this max emptied his cum all through her cunt, totally filling her up, and with the power of a hose, it shot out of any gap in her cunt. At this, Sophie had her final climax, and fell in a heap on top of me. I kept on fucking her ass until my cock was reduced to nothing more than a limp example of its former. I could tell she liked it, as she arched her back and still slowly grinded down on me. Everyone was spent, even Amy who had got Emily to lick her pussy out repeatedly.

 

I called Amy over to me and told her to suck on my cock, to which she happily obliged.

 

Chapter Three: The Girls are even happier

 

 

A knock came at the door, and I jumped up to answer it, knowing perfectly well who it was. I had recently found on the Internet, a couple of very feminine, big cocked Shemale’s who were interested in women, men and bestiality. I had been talking to them for a bit, and told them of my plans with the other women and dogs. When they told me they loved doing stuff like that, I jumped at the chance and asked them around. Well, they aren’t just for the ladies pleasure. They are here for the dogs to, but I am also bi curious, and so will be having fun with them myself. I would be both giving and receiving all things imaginable.

 

Well, the two of them saw my cock and went for it right there on the doorstep. I gestured for them to come in, and they followed me. Their names were Carol and Renata. The other women didn’t know or realise that they were really men, and so got a huge shock when they both removed their clothes and revealed beautiful feminine bodies, but with 10” cock solid cocks on each of them. I just couldn’t resist, and so grabbed Renata at the waist, turned her around, and shoved my cock straight up her ass. I pulverised her ass, and as I fucked her from behind, Sophie had moved forward and was sucking her cock, while Amy was sucking Carol off.

 

I told Renata to go over to where Emily was and fuck her. She looked at me and then smiled a devilish smile then went over to the Border collie and fucked her. Sophie had asked me to bring Emily into the world of double penetration, and now that was possible. I grabbed Emily away from Renata, and shoved my cock in her pussy. Then I got Renata to ease her cock right into Emily’s ass. The dog screamed and howled, but it did little good. We both bashed away at the tiny collie, until we had worn ourselves out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Wilder Side of Life

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The darkness had over taken me, and I was its slave.  I was a prisoner of its lust and wonder and of my own desires.  I was in heat and in love with own body.

 

I was 25 then, 4’11’ 90 pounds, slim and tanned by the sun, my dark red hair braded into two pigtails tightly woven and held together by red bows.  My emerald eyes and cherub face always made me look younger than I was.

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mso-spacerun: yes">  I was single, as I had been all my life, an orphan since my 15th birthday I grew up taking care of myself.  I had inherited a small home just outside town nestled in the country, and for years had survived on what I grew and knew.

 

I had a petite body and worse I had a figure like a boy, a young boy at that.  I was 32-28-32.  My breasts are more flat than raised and only my nipples stood out to prove they were there at all.  Since I had been alone most of my life, I had learned to take pleasure in playing with them.  I would allow my vacuum cleaner hose to be my lover and a pair of clothes pins to be their fingers.  I would use them to tease myself and make me hotter as I fantasized about having someone else to please me.  I made a wheel that I could peddle and placed soft pliable rubber nipples from bottles on it, and then I would pretend it was the mouth that devoured me as I spun it between my legs.  Sometimes when I was really hot I used my broom handle or plunger handle to tease my insides. 

 

So was my existence in this lonely existence.  It was meager and poor and desolate as well.  Then one day I began to explore around my countryside.

 

I knew the nearest neighbor I had was two miles south of me back towards the small town.  The other directions I knew of an old abandoned house and nothing more within four miles.  So I pranced out a trail through the dense woods until I came to a barb wire fence.  That told me someone had at least been here before.

 

It was early that Tuesday morning, I was wearing a pair of cut off jeans so short that had my ass been more than flat it would have bulged out the back sides.  I had a cut off t-shirt that was white and plain and fell below my flat breast.  Under those I had nothing but desire.  I strolled up to the fence and gazed into a thicket and as I spied around I saw it was the back of an old graveyard. 

 

I skidded inside the loose runs of jagged wire and as I did my shirt caught at the back and snagged a large piece of it.  I stood up and looked at the two inch piece of cloth dangling on the rusted wire and sort of wished it had yanked it off me instead.  Then I walked around the stones that were very old, most had dates before the turn of the last century well over a hundred years ago.  As I slunk up the small ridge I was looking for the entrance when I came upon an old stone building, a tomb.  It was in the center and stood nearly nine feet tall and was twice as long and wide as high.  The iron bars over the front of it had fallen to one side and the interior was easily accessible.  I peered in and saw what looked like a stone pedestal and two old coffins on it.  Another pedestal barren was beside it and I could see torches mounted on the walls but the back of it was black and dark.

 

So I scurried further into the graveyard to explore there first and when I topped the small hill in front of me, I was greeted by the dense woods again.  The gate at the entrance had been overgrown by vines and weeds and I could see nothing except trees and brush.

 

The barb wire fence around it had gaps missing and rolled up and I knew that this place had been abandoned like me.  So I slowly waltzed around and as I did the morning sun grew warm overhead and I became hot outside and in.

 

I was making my way all around the three acres that were taken up by it, maybe more, and as I did I found myself dreaming that one of these in this place were alive maybe even a ghost, and I found my hands slowly caress my lower breast and nipples a few times.  I had made my way to a stone that was nearly as tall as I was, and as I rested and looked up to the nearly cloudless blue sky, I pulled up my top and dropped it onto the stone I leaned on, and the felt the air on my bare breasts.  It made me want to do more, so I unsnapped my shorts and placed them on top of my shirt and stood upright slightly parting my legs so my hand could dabble inside my thighs.

 

I was dabbling with throwing myself on the ground when a brisk cooling wind flew over me.  It was so refreshing and strong that I lost my balance and fell face first down.  I raised myself to my knees and let its cool winds flow over in and around my bottom.

 

I stayed in that position for a long time, and I rested on my face as I allowed my fingers to tease and twist my nipples harshly while the wind caressed my ass.  Then as I felt my inner desires building my fingers slid downward and I began to taunt myself into frenzy.  The next thing I knew I had a finger inside my pussy and one in my asshole probing at the same time until I came loudly.  I howled like a pup in heat and I was just that, a Bitch in search of sex.

 

When I came I reared myself upright and walked back to the stone, but just as I was about to take my clothes and leave I saw the tomb again.  This time it called to me.  I mean I felt a desire like nothing I ever knew to walk right in naked and I had no ideal why.

 

I bravely walked up the ridge to it and dashed inside the opening and as I did I was drawn to empty pedestal and once there my hot flesh was tossed onto the cold dusty stone of it.  The chill made me shiver and cry out until my hands found a nipple and my clit.  I fingered my pussy like mad.  I tweaked my nipples until I yelled from it and as I did I had the hottest deepest orgasm ever.  The wave of pleasure flowed from through and all over me for many, many long moments.  I was jittering as I started to climax and I shuttered and yelped madly as I came again and again.  Then as my wave subsided I sat up on my elbows and began to gaze around.  My eyes which I had closed during my lusting had now become accustomed to the dimness.  The walls of gray were block and rough and adorned with only three torches held by metal grips.  They looked usable and still able to work as I examined them and the two drab brown coffins beside me less than two feet away.  They rested side by side both faded bronze and maybe iron rusted by time.  I looked at them and began to wonder what the skeletons of those who had died would look like.  I was still hot but not nearly as hot as when I came in there as I stood up and moved close enough to place my hand on the outside one.

 

I was just about to run when I heard a sort of growling that made me shiver and freeze.  My heart raced as I was sure it was coming from an angry guest inside the coffin, and as I moved away quickly I fell back on the empty pedestal spilling my body and throwing my legs wide apart.  In fear I trembled as I heard the sound grow closer.  Then as I felt tears fall from my eyes the head of a big black dog appeared and right between my legs.  It was big, some sort of short haired large dog.  It was black with a small brown stripe on its head and while it seemed friendly I was still so scared by the thought of the ghost that I just froze and spoke not a word.  It reared up on the pedestal using its front paws to support itself as I trembled on and on.  I couldn’t speak nor move and as I stayed froze it began to sniff at my body.  First it sniffed my feet and legs and then upward until its snout rested between my legs.

 

I looked at it intently and as I slowly came to realize there was no ghost it seemed to enjoy spouting hot blast from its nostrils onto my very wet hot box.  I was about to rise to pet it as a rough wet slobbering tongue lapped my right outer fold and then left outer lip.  That feeling threw me for a loop and made me squeal with desire and howl with pleasure.  The beast was eager to explore me as my salty extract was leaking and as it did again, I felt myself begin to cream heavy.  The more I drained and seeped the deeper and more the dog licked in my pussy.  I reclined fully and widened my legs for it and then as it lapped my pussy I twisted my nipples and soon as I had before, I was nearing an endless wave of pleasure.  The dog seemed not to mind me howling but rather he would sniff and lick harder and faster as I did it, until I came for the first time ever in a squirting gush of fluid.  It felt like hot piss that made me tingle forever and the dog lapped it like water from a bowl.  I was now in a tangled web within myself as I knew it wasn’t right to be here and do this and as I pondered its merit, the beast rose up as I moved my box closer to the edge by sliding my hips forward.  I felt it lift and the pedestal was at the perfect height for it as the two foot lift placed my wet hole in perfect sink for his cock that had grown upright red and stiff to insert it inside me.  The beast slammed itself in me so quickly that I had no time to deny it.  Once in me I wanted it to stay.

 

The dog knew that I wanted to be fucked, and it did everything it could to accommodate me.  When the beast thrust harder and harder I felt its first wave escape and my endless wave grew larger and flushed hotter fluids from me and on it.  The dog continued until I felt a second wave then it rested long enough to lick lap and lustfully eat away the drained parts of me. 

 

I did not think it was over but when it finished it raced away out the opening as if called by its master.  I was so hot that I tried to right myself but was worn from my fist sexual experience and was only able to get to the door as the beast disappeared over the ridge.

 

I wobbled up the small rise to the crest but could only hear faint rustling sounds from the dense woods in front of me.  Standing beside the stone where I left my clothes I gathered them and walked back down and past the tomb before I paused and reflected on what I had done, felt and experienced that day.  I could see the sun was now far into the west and nearing sundown as I reluctantly started home.  I walked so slowly that the sun setting behind the trees had fully set before I reached home.  I dropped my shorts and shirt on the back porch before I realized I had walked naked the entire way.  So keeping in the spirit I bathed and then had a small meal before I snuggled into bed.

 

My clock showed eleven as I placed my head on the pillow, and as the minutes slowly passed, I felt drawn almost summoned to return then and there to where my animal lover had taken me. 

 

I got up and slid on a pair of flip flops and gathered a pack of matches and nothing else.  I walked back in the darkness drawn by the desires inside me and somehow after a few flawed attempts I found the rear of the cemetery and entered it.

 

It was a moonless night, and overcast and yet still warm.  In the far western sky I began to hear rumbles of thunder as I walked towards the now dark structure.  The cool grass was littered with hard stones and one of them extracted my right shoe so I left the other with it.  Now bare and horny I entered the tomb.

 

 I held the matchbook in my hands and slowly struck one and inched towards the torch after I lit it I then repeated the process until all three were flickering brightly.  The room was still eerie and spooky looking and as I spied around the dark front opening flickered with light of its own.  I stood there playing with myself for a few seconds when I felt the strong urge to step out into the night and enjoy the storm now approaching naked.

 

I made my way to the tall stone on the ridge and watched as lightening flashed closer and thunder echoed loudly.  When the rains began to fall I lifted up my head and let it wash over me and then as the cool air replaced the hot humid air my nipples came erect.  My hands bathed my body in the rain and as the storm grew stronger small hail stones began to strike me.

 

I allowed them to hit me and I even leaned my body backwards over the head stone and opened my legs for it to strike my inner folds, which it did.  Each whack and touch was shockingly erotic and made me tingle and quiver in pain and pleasure until I was shuttering into an orgasm.  The icy shower lasted a few minuets only yet it was enough to send me to a blissful state of mind.  Then as the heavy down pour washed over me, I found myself wallowing on the drenched ground rolling over and sliding along it.  I stood and allowed it to wash away the muddy parts of my body before I returned to the shelter of the tomb.

 

Inside it the winds had extinguished all but one torch and instead of relighting them, I moved to settle on the pedestal and use the one light to pleasure myself.  I was teasing and taunting my nipples as I felt a stronger desire than before to gaze inside the coffin beside me.  I stood up and slid my hands along the outer edges until I found the clasp to open it with.  I was full of fear at first but as I unlocked one and then the other I suddenly began to grow braver.  I had to apply a lot of pressure on the final clasp to open and when I did the lid sprang up and open and there to my fearful eyes were the remains of woman.  She was rotted to her bones almost and her dress a dingy cold gray had a pale yellow collar.  She looked to be very old but as I looked inside I felt a presence with me.  I slammed the lid and when I did I heard the faint huff of a beast.  It was an exhale from a snout and a sound I was hoping to hear, and when I saw his dark head enter inside the tomb, I moved to the pedestal and parted my legs and called him sweetly.

 

He snorted and gently moved forwards toward me until I could feel his warmth graze my ankle and as he sniffed his ways closer, I eased myself back and wider open.  His hot breath found my inner folds wet from water and cream and slowly he sniffed and licked me until I began to feel as I had before.  His large rough tongue was flowing up inside me with ease and with great appreciation as I began to whimper and coo and sort of howl for him.

 

I felt his mouth slobber in me and a wave of hot cream from me covered his wagging tongue fully sending him into a heightened state of want as well.  It seemed to make him more desirable of my cream as well, and when I flowed freely like a fountain, his lapping increased to a fever pitch.  I was shrieking with appreciation and desire as his body suddenly rose upward and as I pushed myself to the edge fully he pushed his cock inside me.  He worked me over again and again and again until I felt so many waves and bursting gushes from both of us that I lost count.  I would gush fully followed by his hot cream blasting inside me.  Then after so long a time that the storm had faded and the first light of day struck, he retreated and raced once more from the room.

 

I was ready this time and as he fled I gave chase, and followed him from a distance.  He led me back down the pathway from the entrance to a small creek.  Then across the water we raced and it led up a long trail to open meadow and into the back of a small farm house.  I waited and watched by the edge of the woods as the dog danced around the back door.  A woman in her mid to late fifties was carrying a small pan of food and as she sat it down the dog lapped it up.  She stroked his back and head a few times before she moved away and examined her small flower garden.

 

She was about 5’5” 145 pounds, salt and pepper gray hair with black streaks, dressed normal for her age she wore an old faded blue dress that did little to show her true nature.  She seemed happy and friendly and had I been dressed I would have walked up and introduced myself then.  She walked around the yard watering her flowers with a small metal can and as she leaned over once I saw her hands caress under her dress.  She slipped up towards the rear right cheek of her bottom and then extracted it out and as I watched her, I dreamed.

 

I stayed there for nearly a full hour hidden behind the safety of trees.  She watered her entire yard then I saw her move inside and when she came out she was carrying a basket of clothes and wearing only a smile.  Her semi pale naked body exposed two very saggy but well formed breast.  I could see her crotch was shaven neatly and her ass though big and dimpled seemed well formed as well.  She seemed to move around for me, as if she knew I was there.  She hung her dress on the line and then her other things and slowly she carried the empty basket back into the house.  I watched her naked flesh move away and I found myself wondering what it would be like to be with a woman.  I never dreamed about it until this day but now I wanted to know.  The woman didn’t stay inside long but returned naked again with a blanket that she placed under a tree.  She reclined on it and suddenly I watched her play with her ample tits and caress her inner folds as I did the same from the woods.  She was fondling herself like mad just as the dog moved to her and as she placed her legs wide apart, I witnessed the beast do to her body what he had done to me.  That settled it, as far as I was concerned, I knew then and there that I had to approach her.  I slowly moved towards them as the dog sank his mouth fully inside her parted legs and when she began to howl and coo I had made my way to within five feet of her.  I was naked and hot and in lust forever and as I stood there I tried to form the right words in my mind.

 

Suddenly she spoke out with, “Child come here and feast upon me.”

 

I dropped to my knees and crawled up beside her and after a long starring pause, I sank my mouth to hers and we kissed as our hands found each others nipples.  Her were longer and more erect and as I twisted them she returned the favor.  I had never kissed anyone before this and as I was a fast learner she easily showed me how.  Her mouth danced with mine until I felt my breast drawn to it and as she sank on one her fingers made a way between my wet hot crotch and entered me fully.

 

The dog had begun lapping her wet pussy even faster as mine was drawn to her very oral mouth.  She licked me into a hot wave of lusting cream and as I drained in her mouth she tormented my nipples with her fingers and my pussy with her tongue.  My virgin wet hole was now a plaything for her amusement and I knew it, as I rested it on her mouth and to her credit she accepted it and kept me in that position for three unforgettable explosions of my pussy.  Then she flipped me on my back and lifting my legs upward and wide she sat her doggy wet crotch on my lips and ground it on my face as she allowed her dog to eat then fuck me.  This went on until he retreated to rest and then she devoured me again and again.  We ate each other through six climaxes for her and three more for me before we also collapsed on the very wet blanket.

 

As she snuggled up beside me, her soft warm voice said, “Now little doll, my name is Amanda, what is yours sugar?”

 

“Tina,” I said meekly as my eyes twinkled while I looked up at her, and added, “I am so happy to meet you.”

 

That was eight years ago.  We are still together and instead of living in one house, we meet nightly at the tomb and there we have sex with Butch her dog for endless hours of lust and love.

 

 

Meg and I ( Part 1)

Storky on Sex Stories

I ride my bike through some nearby woods regularly and use a rarely used track.

I was on my usual run and came around a corner and about 4 metres in front of me was another bike. I attempted to avoid it but the two of us collided.

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rom the mess but the girl riding the other bike had hit her head – she was not wearing a helmet and knocked herself out.

I got the bikes off her and laid her down on the grass but she had torn her shorts on the seat and they were just hanging by her waist belt. Her pants had been ripped off although her bikini pants were still intact but had been dragged down revealing much of her pubic hair.. Her T shirt was also ripped open on one side. She was bleeding from somewhere as I could see blood on her T shirt.

I washed her face with my water bottle and attempted to revive her. She was still out cold. Then I went looking for the blood as she was still bleeding. It was under her T shirt so I ripped what was left of it off and found a wound on her side. The force had also torn her bra catch so while is virtually covered her breasts it was not very effective.  I removed that too in order to get to the wound. She had small but beautiful well shaped firm breasts, I guessed she was about 17 or 18. I washed around the wound and cleaned it up which was little deeper than a scratch and the bleeding was slight but enough to run. I tore a piece of her T shirt and used it as a pad on the wound trying to stop the flow of blood and as I was doing this she started to come around and regain consciousness. In her confused state she could see me kneeling over her and touching her and suddenly realised she was topless. She started to scream and I tried to calm her and after a moment or so she settled down a bit but was still very agitated about being topless and very exposed down below. I said just lay there you are hurt and I am trying to clean you up. She put her hand up to where I was holding the pad and said I can do that. Then said where are my clothes?. I said your bra is here but your T shirt is a mess as are you pants.

She looked down and saw she was pretty exposed but when she went to adjust her pants she gave a cry as her arm was too sore to move. I though shit she has broken it.

I said just relax and we can sort you out and get you moving. The bikes are a mess and we will have to walk back. I can come and get the bikes tomorrow.

To cut a long story short we managed to get her fixed up and the biggest problem seemed to be her arm which hurt to move, it wasn’t broken but badly sprained and we ended up using her bra to make a sling for it. She couldn’t use it at all. She was still bare breasted and had reconciled herself to the fact I had seen them and there was not much she could do to cover them. She asked me to rip off her pants as they were useless, but her bikinis covered the most intimate part. As we started to walk back she said hell I really need a pee, and then realised she couldn’t get her pants down, Can you help me she said and I stood behind her and slipped them off so she could squat and pee. I supported her as her arm was useless as an aid to balance. It was then she was completely nude apart from using her bra as a sling. She then used a bit of her T shirt to wipe herself and threw it away.

Well she said now you have me at your mercy I don’t normally go round showing everybody what I have.

I said look I must admit I am enjoying the view but lets face it, now is not the time or the place and you are in no shape for me to be doing anything naughty. I helped her replace her pants looking right at her pubic patch as I pulled them up on her. Until now I hadn’t realised she was trimmed and shaped. She saw me staring and said hey that’s enough that is not for general exhibition. I said I like it, it looks sexy. She said some other day buster. I said good as I am not really in the mood now myself. She giggled and said I don’t know about that and could see that I had firmed up a little. One side of my bike pants were torn as well and they flapped open a bit.

We walked for about an hour to get close to where the track started; she had to rest a bit as she was very sore. I said where you live you can’t go walking through the streets like that. She said actually it’s about a kilometre from the end of the track. I said well then I think I had better go to my place and get something to cover you and bring my car back and I can drive you home. It’s nearly dark anyhow. She was happy with that arrangement and I left her with my T shirt as it was cooling off and her shoulder was beginning to throb.

I returned with a warm jacket and track pants and helped her put them on – accidentally touching her breasts as I did so. Sorry I said I didn’t do that intentionally. She said I hope not, but thanks anyhow.

I drove her home and went up to the door with her, nobody was home so she took me around the back and showed me where a spare key was to let her in.  She said come on in and I will return your clothes. She took me right into her bedroom and I helped her remove everything down to her pants and said is there anything else I can do.  Look, you can really, can you run my bath I want to soak and try and get rid of some of these aches. She took me to the bathroom and I ran the bath. While I was there I said would you mind if I had a pee and she said no go ahead, and I imagined she would leave me but she stood there looking at me, and said well go on, get on with it, and waited for me to do it. I was a bit embarrassed but pulled my cock out and began to pee, getting as much of my back to her as I could. She moved to see as much as she could and said ok buster you have seen me naked, surely you don’t mind me seeing a bit of you too. I milked my cock dry and put it back in my pants and she said spoil sport. I blushed. She said I liked what I saw, maybe some other day we can compare notes. 

I said I must go and let you soak, she said first will you take my pants down again, I cant do it with one arm. I did and she said see I am not as shy as you. I blushed again. She got into the bath and I helped her sit down. I said how will you get out and towel off. She said my mother should be home shortly she will help me. She said will you leave your phone number on the pad on my bedside table please, I want to be able to contact you and we have to do something about those bikes. I said I can do that tomorrow don’t worry and she said no I want to help. I said how about your shoulder and she said I might be better by the, anyhow I still have one other arm.

I went to her room and wrote my number on her pad which was on her bedside table as she said. I couldn’t help but notice her bedside drawer was open and there were two either vibrators or dildos very visible and what I gathered to be some pills which looked very much like oral contraceptives. I was stunned. I picked one of the vibrators up and sure enough it was a battery powered model and quit a healthy looking device. Obviously she uses it as I could see dried stains on it. I put it back and sang out I am going, and she said come here a minute, and I went to her and she said now thank you and gave me good bye kiss. I will ring you tomorrow she said. I bent down and she kissed me rather than me kissing her and if she had both hands I am sure she would have pulled me into the bath with her. It was more than a peck and I liked it. She smiled and said again you like me don’t you - I can see it again. I was firm again and it was more obvious this time.

Later that night she rang and said thank you again, the bath did me a lot of good and my mom has massaged my shoulder and its feeling a bit better. I will ring tomorrow to make a time to help with the bike. Then her mom got on the phone and said Meg has told me what happened and thank you. I slept with her picture in my mind that night.

The next day she rang and said I will meet you at the track and we can walk down, I will bring a sandwich as it will be a long walk there and back.

We met as arranged and she had a back pack on and I asked how the shoulder was and she said sore but feeling much better. I can use it fairly well, you wont have to pull my pants down today and I said that’s a pity. She laughed. I said let me carry the pack and she slipped it off and gave it to me.

We walked and chatted all the way down. I had bought a couple of tools to dismantle the bikes to make them easier to carry. At a spot not far from the place we collided she said before we start there is a nice place over here to have lunch and took me through some scrub to a point I never realise existed on an escarpment overlooking the river. I come here quite a bit she said I love just being alone here. I was amazed. I asked how often do you come and she said every few days in summer and a few times during the winter if it’s sunny. It surprises me I haven’t seen you before she said not many people know about this track. I said I know that’s why we collided yesterday I have never seen anybody on it.

She produced some sandwiches and then to my surprise she started to undress. Now you know why I come here, you didn’t notice yesterday I have an all over tan, I sunbake nude here all the time and know I will not be seen. Come on join me she said, you have the drop on me you have seen me nude a few times now its time for me to see you. I hesitated and she said come on don’t be shy. I undressed and to my surprise I didn’t harden at all my cock remained soft and sat on the top of my balls and showed itself at its best behaviour.

Ah she said that’s what I like - a naked man. I like what I see - a slim hard body and a nice circumcised cock. Not many like that these days she said. I blushed. Come over here and sit beside me – you didn’t think this was going to happen did you. I can’t believe my luck us meeting like this. I broke up with my bf a month or so ago and I have been without a man for ages. Are you attached? I said no. Good she said I think we are going to be really good together. We ate and she had no inhibitions about being seen naked. A couple of times she did or said something, and my cock firmed to a couple of different stages but never hard. She was watching me and it often. After we had lunch we were almost sitting touching and she said do you know something, I said no, she said that cock of yours doesn’t really like me does it? I said why do you say that, she said I have been trying to entice it to show itself to me at its best but it never makes the grade.

Then to my surprise she put her hand around it and squeezed it. Before you could blink it was erect and hard and straight up with her hand still around it. Ahhhhh she said it is interested, look at that it does like me.  Its beautiful. Does it know how to do anything else but pee? I said what do you mean. Does it know how to make a girl happy, I said it seems to by the look of you. No she said I am impressed – happy comes later. How many girls has it satisfied – I blushed again. She said come on don’t be shy how many- I said a couple. She said how many is a couple – I said two. Well she said today it will be three, I want you to make love to me, I am aching for it, truly. Can we do it. I said wow I have never been propositioned before. Well she said you have now and I mean it, please will you do it with me. I really want you to. I take all the precautions I use oral contraception, Please – pretty please. I didn’t need to reply she got up took my hand and pulled me up and led me to a grassy spot and pulled the blanket we had been sitting on over and laid it down and the got down and sat there waiting for me to make love to her.  I couldn’t believe it, she was seducing me really. I got down and we sat together and she kissed me and our tongues entwined and I got harder and she got wet. Then she whispered do it now please, do it now, as when she lay back I could see the moisture at the lips of her vagina. Come on she said I am ready and can’t wait.

End of story 1 – there is more to follow

 

 

 

Shy Violet

torpedo01away on Sex Stories

Today was Violets 17th birthday. She was 5ft 6in with long brown hair and thick glasses. All she wanted for her birthday was a boyfriend. She read all the women magazines trying to figure out how to get boys to like her. She wasn’t exactly popular with the girls either. She didn’t have a single friend.

As she had feared her she found out that her mother had planned a party for her today. Her mother had called just about every kid in her school and invited them. As she changed clothes she looked down at her flat chest and almost began to cry. She was thin and mousey. She would never get a boyfriend with such small breasts. She finished dressing and stood at the top of the stairs, fearing the lack of people who would show up.

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of it she walked downstairs. There sitting at the decorated table was her mother and father. The party was supposed to start half an hour ago. No one had showed up.

She sat down next to her mother and began to cry. Her mother held her lovingly "Don’t cry sweetheart, maybe I just got the days mixed up when I called everyone." She knew better. She sat there weeping into her mothers shoulder.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Her mother hurried to the door while her father dried the tears from her eyes. She held her breath as her mother opened the door. Standing in the just setting sun was a boy Violet barely recognized.

He was new at school, but she couldn’t remember his name. In his hand was a package wrapped in pink paper with a white bow on the corner. "Come in please" her mother smiled. The boy looked at the ground but came in. He was 6ft tall and thin with sandy blonde hair and glasses.

Her mother ushered him to the table and he sat down right beside Violet. For the first time he looked up from the ground and stuck out his hand for Violet to shake. "Hi, I am Steve Green." Violet blushed as she shook his hand. "I'm Violet Stone." Violets mother and father looked at each other and smiled.

Soon both found reasons to leave Violet alone with Steve. Soon Violet and Steve started to get to know one another. It turns out Steve had just moved here from Rollings a month ago and he too had trouble making friends.

Soon it was time to cut the cake. Violets mother and father sat across from Steve and Violet singing happily. Steve sang along with them and seemed to relax somewhat.

About halfway through the song Violet felt Steve reach under the table and hold her hand. She was so shocked and excited that she blushed and just sat there while her mother and father waited for her to blow out the candles.

Finally she realized that everyone was watching her and waiting. She closed her eyes and wished more than anything that Steve would like her. Then she blew out the candles.

She opened her eyes and Steve reached under the table to hold her hand. His hand felt warm and smooth. Suddenly she though of her wish and she pressed his hand on her thigh and slowly moved it up and down. Her mother passed her a plate with cake on it and she had to use both hands to take the plate.

She feared that Steve would recoil and take his hand away from her bare leg. As she removed her hand from his to take the plate his hand continued to roam over her leg. Starting at the knee and continuing all the way until it reached her skirt. She was relieved that he hadn’t stopped and glanced over at him. He was looking around and despite the cool of the air conditioning he was just starting to sweat.

When her father tried to pass a plate with cake to him he stopped moving his hand and pulled away. She suddenly took the plate out of her fathers hand and set it in front of Steve.

Steve had removed his hand from her leg and placed it in his lap. Gingerly she reached under the table and gently took his hand placing it back onto her bare leg. This time she pushed it just slightly under her skirt and felt a tingle run all the way up her body. Her panties were beginning to get wet and she also began to sweat.

She reached out under the table and touched Steve's leg. She ran her hand over his jeans and all the way up to his zipper. Steve took the hint and ran his hand further up her skirt until his hand brushed her wet panties.

She silently wished that this moment would never end. She also wished that her parents would leave for just a few minutes. Soon they were finished eating the cake and she opened her gifts. Steve kept his hand under the table caressing her leg while she unwrapped her gift.

Her mother had given her an electric toothbrush. Steve had given her a leather bound diary. Last her father handed her a small box and smiled. Her heart jumped. Had he gotten her a ring or earrings? Her hands trembled as she opened the package.

Not only from the small box, but because Steves hand had began to rub her pussy through the fabric of her panties. Finally she opened to box to see a set of car keys. She knew they weren’t her parents keys.

Her father smiled and said "It's in the garage waiting for you." Not wanting Steve to stop, but desperate to find out what kind of car her father had bought. She made a choice. Violet bolted from the table and through the door to the garage.

Sitting there with a giant pink bow was a brand new VW Beetle convertible with the top down. The red car looked almost too real under the dim light from the bulb. Her father and mother appeared next to her smiling. "We know your only 17, but we think that you can handle the responsibility."

Steve had appeared between them and looked at past the car at her and smiled. Her keys were still clutched in her hand as she ran her hand over the exterior of the car.

Her father spoke up "Why don’t you and Steve take her for a ride." Violets heart raced. She could finally be alone with Steve. Her wish was coming true. Her parents watched as the two teens pulled out of the driveway.

Steve placed his hand back under her skirt as Violet sped up. He began to rub her pussy. It felt so good. She took her free hand and pushed his had onto her pussy grinding his hand. She knew just where she wanted to go first.

She wanted to go to the lake and be alone with Steve. As she made the turns and twists that led to the lake Steve continued to massage her pussy. When she made a turn his hand pushed onto her pussy so hard she almost came.

Finally they were sitting at the lake alone. Almost instantly they were in each others arms kissing. His hands roamed over her virgin body. Violet never wanted this to end. At some point She had pulled Steves shirt off and she felt his chest. He was thin, but his muscles felt like tight ropes straining under his skin.

She felt one of his hands go under her shirt and towards her small tits. She felt embarrassed and pushed his hand away. He looked hurt as if he had done something wrong. She lifted her shirt off and showed her flat chest. She almost began to cry when Steve leaned over and kissed her.

His hands rubbed her small nipples and electricity shot through her body. Steve bent to her chest and began kissing and licking her nipples it felt so good that she let a low moan escape her lips. "oooohh." Steve sucked on her nipples and she leaned to seat back.

His hand pushed her panties aside and began to rub her bare pussy. She was so wet. She had never been this far with anyone before. She had never even properly masturbated. She lay back ad let his suck on her nipples. His hand bushed back and forth over her clit. She began to shake as her orgasm approached. She felt a heat rising inside of her and she screamed as she grabbed Steves hand and held it to her clit.

Steve stopped just long enough to remove his pants leaving him dressed in only his boxer shorts. She watched him undress and removed her skirt and panties. She saw that he had a large erection and decided that she wanted him to be her first. Without saying a word she moved over to his lap and straddled him.

It was a tight squeeze in the small car so she opened to passenger door and let one of her legs rest on the ground. She felt him hard and ready. Her pussy was rubbing his cock through his boxer shorts. He leaned his seat back as she dry humped his hard on.

She looked into his eyes "I have never been with anyone before." Steve reached out and pulled her down to him kissing her deeply. Her trembling hand reached inside his boxers and released his erection. She rubbed it back and forth against the outside of her pussy lips. She was so wet she almost had another orgasm.

Finally she was ready. She pushed his hard cock just inside of her pussy. It felt so good. Like fireworks going off inside her. As his cock inched into her she felt better and better. Finally with only half his cock inside her she felt it rub against the thin membrane of her virginity.

With a slight effort she pushed him deeper penetrating her for the first time. She felt pain and saw a small trickle of blood and pussy juice run down his cock. She stopped and kissed his deeply then pushed the remainder of his cock inside of her. She felt so much pain. She wanted to stop, but soon he began to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy and the pain gradually turned into pleasure.

She began to rise and fall letting his cock slip a few inches out of her dripping pussy and then all the way back in. He began to match her motion and thrusts with his own hips. She rode him as her orgasm approached. Finally in unison they came.

Both let low moans escape and sat there holding each other as his cock softened inside of her pussy. She crawled off of him and back into the driver seat. Both of them got dressed and she looked at her watch realizing that her parents would be asking her where she had been.

Steve put his jeans back on and pulled out a clean white handkerchief and wiped her pussy clean of most of the blood and cum. They kissed as she started the engine and began to drive slowly back to her house. Steve sat close to her holding her and rubbing her nipples through her shirt. As they approached the house he took his normal posture in the passenger seat. She parked in the driveway and both the teens got out.

Steve looked into her eyes not want to go, but it was getting late and tomorrow was a school day. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him as she whispered softly into his ear "will I see you again?" Steve let his hands roam down her back and massage her butt and whispered back "How about Friday night?" The End.

After School Program

trance_ender on Sex Stories

After-School Program

by Trancender (trance_ender@hotmail.com), with thanks to

Madame Cecilia for the opening and inspiration

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A mother remembers the first 36 hours of her Initiation into the world of debauchery. A tale of incest, young erotic love, pregnancy and depravity.

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(Ava: Mom?

Jess: What, baby?

Ava: Will you tell me about the After School Program today? You've promised you would!

Jess: You're right, baby. After all, it's almost time for you to be enrolled - or 'initiated' as they call it. C'mon - snuggle a little closer - that's right, stroke Mom's pussy as I talk - it inspires me ... )

I was born here and have lived here all my life. As you know, it's a small town; an everyone-knows-everyone kind of place. The only thing that makes Grinnel unique for me is the “After-School Program”. Everyone knows about it. No one talks about it. No one really knows when it started. Most of our parents went; their parents too.

In order to go to the “After-School Program”, you first have to go through “Initiation”. In my day, every female in our town went through it when she turned 14. Every male went in when he turned 14 or when his oldest sister turned 14, whichever came first.

Here’s how my own “Initiation” went:

The After-School Program still meets at least once a week, I think, in whichever basement everyone ends up in. On my 14th birthday a meeting was planned for right after school at Ryan & Ashley’s house. Ryan was my brother’s best friend and his parents worked out of town so they wouldn’t be home until late. School got out early. It was written on the official schedule as teacher in-service but everyone knew what it was really for: My Initiation!

My brother, Jeremy, met me at my locker as soon as the bell rang. Even though he was only 16, he had been going to the After-School program for 3 years, ever since our sister Allison turned 14. “Come on Jess. You don’t want to be late for your Initiation.”

“I’m coming,” I whined but blushed when the double meaning hit home.

We really didn’t say anything on our way over to Ryan’s but the tension was thick in the air. Jeremy could hardly sit still. I could see a definite bulge in his jeans. When we got to Ryan’s there were at least a dozen cars in the drive.

“Looks like a good turn out,” Jeremy sighed. A boy’s reputation rested on the turn-out at his sister’s Initiation. If he was popular, everyone wanted to initiate his sister. I was pleased so many of Jeremy’s friends came to my Initiation.

As soon as we stepped inside Jeremy was ushered off to another room. I was taken to the middle of the game room. Several of the guys from the football team were sitting around. Ryan stepped up next to me and a silence fell over the room.

“Gentlemen, as you well know, we are here today to initiate Jeremy’s little sister, Jess.”

The room exploded in hoots and hollers. Some of the guys were making obscene gestures and saying nasty things but I knew I was not to pay any mind to them. Jeremy had chosen Ryan as my “guide” so I only paid attention to him. He would assure the best experience for me.

Turning to me he said, “Jess, do you come to us today of your own free will, and with no hesitation, to be initiated?”

“Yes,” I replied in a soft voice. I knew the gravity of the situation.

“And do you agree to participate and have your ceremony video-taped?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

Once the formalities were taken care of, girls were given a pill that was supposed to both relax you and make you hot at the same time, to help them relax and enjoy their first time.

“Present your tongue and receive your Initiation”. I opened my mouth and a small white pill was placed on my tongue. I was given a small paper cup of wine to help me swallow the drug. I sighed and closed my eyes.

Opening them again, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see Jeremy approaching. He was naked and his cock was jutting out in front of him like a sword. A fair enough comparison since he was there to slice through my cherry.

The reality of it all hit me then: I was about to join the After-School Program, the notorious teen sex club. A fair percentage of the girls in town were raised by their folks to be complete sluts. The sons of the families got the privilege of de-flowering their sisters before passing them off to anyone else who wanted them. In return, he got to fuck any of the other teenaged female members in town - boy members, too, if they swung both ways. At least once a week the boys would get together and collect whichever girls they could find and have a huge orgy.

Today was my turn to join the ranks. The drug seemed to be taking affect, as I felt my loins were burning. I saw Jeremy and knew I HAD to have him. I didn’t know why but I wanted to feel him inside of me. I opened my mouth but before I could say anything Jeremy stepped up, grabbed my hair and shoved his cock down my throat. I felt his fingers in my hair and opened my jaws wider to allow him better access to fuck my face. I knew that was what he was doing; slamming back and forth, deeper and deeper. It wasn't a sweet BJ he wanted, but a face-fuck. Later I would learn the reason he didn’t blow his load right then and there was the cock ring he had wrapped tight.

I opened my eyes when I felt the cock slip from my lips. I could see the camera preserving the moment but I didn’t care. I just wanted MORE. Jeremy looked down at me and winked. I felt his hand run down across my back as he stepped behind me. I had worn my cheerleader outfit like Jeremy had asked me to. I felt hands under my skirt. I felt cold metal against my skin as the scissors cut through my panties. They were snipped from me and thrown to the floor as my legs were spread. One of the guys close to my head held my face close to his thigh as I felt pressure against my moist cunt lips. I opened my mouth to cry out as I felt Jeremy’s cock slice through me but again found my face stuffed with cock. I sucked it deep as I was expected to and soon fell into a gyrating rhythm with Jeremy.

“Damn, man, your sister is quite the hot little piece of ass,” one of the guys said as I started swaying back and forth between Jeremy’s cock and the one in my mouth.

“Wait ‘til you feel this tight cunt,” I heard Jeremy moan. The rules of Initiation were clear. A boy got first dibs on all of his sister’s orifices. Once he had the pleasure of being there first, the hole was open to whoever wanted to use it. By the end of her Initiation, a girl will have been fucked over and over again, in EVERY hole she has.

“Come on, man. Don’t bogart it!” the same boy cried out.

“I’m moving. Just give me another minute. Ryan, are you getting this?”

“Every sloppy stroke. Damn, Jess is a natural.”

With just a couple more strokes, Jeremy pulled out of my cunt. If I hadn’t been on my third blow job, I would have protested. I was REALLY enjoying the ramming he was giving me but I had nothing to worry about. I would have more than my fill before the night was over. By the way, I had surprisingly little blood flow from losing my cherry, and not that much pain. Guess I was pretty ready for what would be my new life.

Someone from behind began rubbing something slippery between my ass cheeks. They rocked me side to side to spread it around and then my ass was spread wide. I felt the pressure and then, POP, my ass was no longer virgin. Once Jeremy relinquished his place in my cunt the line formed. One after another the young men jockeyed for position between my tender thighs. Was it painful being double fucked over and over so soon after losing my cherry? Oh, baby, it sure was - but I couldn't have stopped myself from craving it all, even if could have stopped the boys. I could feel each and everyone explode inside me, one after the other. Jeremy kept slamming my ass hard as each of the guys pounded my cunt only seemed to take ten or twelve strokes before they blew their loads inside my now-reeking snatch.

“Come on Jeremy. You KNOW I like a nice tight ass. Give her over,” I recognized Ryan’s voice. He had been waiting for his ride in the saddle but his patience had worn thin. At his pleading, Jeremy backed out of my backdoor without having cum once yet.

I knew what was coming next. Even though I had sucked a half dozen cocks already, none of them had cum in my mouth. That honor was reserved for my brother. The room fell silent as Jeremy took his place before my mouth. He stepped up and I opened wide. I swallowed him deep just as Ryan cut loose the cock ring. Jeremy blew a huge load down my throat and I got every drop. As he pulled out the new camera man got a close-up of his cum running down my throat.

Once Jeremy stepped back, the anarchy of the Initiation rules took over and I was under full attack. I had cocks coming and going from every angle. I thrust one way as another came at me from the opposite. I was in heaven servicing all of Jeremy’s friends. I couldn’t get enough. Even when the last one dropped from exhaustion, I wanted more.

“Please, Jeremy? You can fuck me again, please? I want more. I want to be the best slut ever,” I boasted.

Ryan looked at Jeremy and said, “You know, there’s only one cock she hasn’t had.”

“Please!! Please Jeremy - Ryan, let me have more!!”

Jeremy shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t you even want to know who it is?”

“I don’t care!! I just want to fuck him!”

“You heard her. Bring Buster in. Jess, get down on all fours and close your eyes.” I did as he told me, and spread my knees wide for a doggy-style fucking. Boy - if I'd only known.

I squealed when I felt Buster’s tongue slide across my swollen pussy lips. I tried to turn my head to catch a glimpse of Buster but another cock slid between my lips. I felt a large weight press down on my back and the damndest noises coming from behind me, but I blanked all that out as I felt the head of Buster’s cock against my cum-dripping cunt as the hard cock in front slid down my throat. It was all I could do not to scream as Buster’s cock split me in two. It was a good thing I had my face stuffed with cock or the neighbors might have gotten an earful. Buster got a few pussy ripping strokes in before the cock in my mouth exploded and I was finally released to turn and see who was assaulting my pussy.

I didn’t know what to think when I got a look at Buster. He was a mid-sized Great Dane! Jeremy came close to my ear and whispered, “You can stop if you want. No one has ever fucked Buster before.”

“NO!! DON’T STOP!” I screamed. “I LOVE the feel of his huge cock ripping me apart!”

“That’s my little sister,” he said, pride coloring his words.

“Man you HAVE got to see this,” I heard from behind me.

“What is it?” Jeremy asked as he stepped behind me.

“Look at all that cum sliding out of your sister’s snatch as Buster fucks her. What a waste.”

Jeremy hollered at Ryan. “Hey bud where is your sister?”

“Upstairs, playing with some of her girlfriends.”

“When was the last time you fucked her?”

“Not since yesterday.”

“Why didn’t you fuck her this morning?”

“We were late for school. She blew me off on the way in.”

“Well let’s go get her. She needs to be here.”

While I stayed downstairs fucking Buster for the enjoyment of the other guys, Jeremy and Ryan went upstairs to get Ashley.

* * *

("Mom? All this happened, like, twenty years ago, right?"

"Actually fifteen, Ava, but it feels like yesterday." I looked into my eleven-year-old daughter's beautiful bronze face with the incongruous blue eyes, like mine. She was gorgeous, with auburn hair leaning toward black, and breasts protruding no more than an inch, but with puffy nipples the size of ripe raspberries. I knew that because they were right before my eyes. Yes, we were lying naked together, as we always are when I tell her stories about my past, and now about the After School Program. I wanted her to know everything, because she was only a few weeks away from her birthday, and since my day, the matriculation age had been lowered to twelve.

"Let me tell you what happened after my Initiation. Then, if you're good ... "

"You'll finger me to sleep?" she pleaded with excitement.

"We'll see," I said, knowing I wouldn't miss it for anything - and hoping by that time that her brother wouldn't be too deeply asleep to welcome a goodnight fuck from Mom.

"Here's what happened ... ")

* * *

Later that night, after the incredible Initiation orgy, Jeremy and I lay together in my bed, his

beautiful cock buried to the balls in my tender pussy. I finally understood that old saying, "it hurts so good!" I didn't care how much I ached: I knew my need for dick would always be more powerful than any pain I'd feel, and that a little pain would always be an added treat.

"Oh, Jeremy, fill me up again ... I want your cum so bad!" I moaned, but he stopped my talk with a kiss, to keep the whole house from hearing me in heat.

He broke the kiss and lay still on top of me. "Don't stop ... don't ever stop fucking me," I moaned.

"Jess, we gotta talk." I clenched my pussy on his rigid cock. "I mean it, Sis. You got so caught up in fucking everybody this afternoon that we couldn't finish telling you all the rules and precautions we gotta take in the Program. Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, yessss - just don't pull out - ok?"

"Ok. Here's the deal - you can fuck anybody you want, as long as they're in the Program. Got it?"

"Sure - but what if I just get horny and nobody's around?"

"Jess, just get to a phone and call one of the kids. There's dozens of us ready to fuck a friend, any time."

"But why? I mean, why so strict?"

"STDs, Jess."

"What? What's that?"

"Christ, Sis, have you been sleeping through Sex Ed class in school? Sexually Transmitted Diseases - clap, syph, herpes, AIDS. Remember that now?"

"Oh shit, Jeremy - I had so many cocks in me today ... what if one of them got me ... sick!? Pull out of me NOW, Jeremy - I'm scared!"

He just laughed at me. "That's why we keep it all in the Program. All of us are safe."

"How do you know that?" I asked, worried that he hadn't pulled out of me, but secretly thrilled that he hadn't.

"Because, stupid, we keep our fucking only in the Program - I told you that. And once a month, every member visits Dr. Reid to get screened and cleared. That's one of the rules for you now, too."

I thought for a minute and said, "Well, how do you know new members aren't full of disease, too? Like me? How do you know?"

"Cause big brothers and sisters have kept an eye out for kids like you. We know you're mostly all virgins when you get initiated."

I said teasingly, "How do you know I was, smarty," giving his prick a pussy squeeze. He gave me a nice jab in response.

"Hey, even if I didn't know, I knew it today, when I popped your cherry - actually all three of them."

"Huh?"

"Your pussy AND your mouth AND your ass. You were cherry all the way, Jess. And now, just shut up Sis - I'm getting close ... oooooh"

Just before I lost my mind to my orgasm (yes, you silly girl - I came the first time I was fucked, and I've squirted every time since!), I pushed his shoulders and said, "Oh, fuck, Jeremy - I could get pregnant! I could BE pregnant already! STOP!!"

But it was too late. Jeremy froze, deep inside me, and blew another sweet load of sperm into my stretched, slightly sore and sloppy cunt. I don't mind telling you it took me over the top and I shook with an earthquake of an orgasm.

When we'd both calmed down, Jeremy said, "Damn, Jess - I had no idea you'd turn out to be such a natural slut. We've gotta work on your blowjobs a little, but Christ - you're amazing."

I was flattered, and (dear God) more than a little in love with my sixteen-year-old brother! I said, with not a little jealousy, "Better than Ashley?" but before he could reply, I remembered what had scared me.

"Jeremy - what about me getting pregnant?!", and as I asked that I had an evil wish that I could have my brother's baby - but remembered that if I was knocked up now, it could have been any one of about 15 guys who did it, and that scared me again.

Jeremy was quiet for a minute. "You're right, Jess, this was pretty risky today. When was your period?"

"How do you know ... " I started.

"I know you've been a woman for six months, baby." I loved that he called me that.

"Well, I'm due for one any day now. Am I ... safe?" He laughed again.

"Jess, you're as safe as possible - if you'd been listening in Sex Ed you'd know that."

"But - I know I'm NEVER going to stop fucking now - not even for a day. What ... what do the other girls do?"

"Dr. Reid'll handle it. I'll take you there tomorrow. You'll get fitted for a diaphragm, like Ashley and all the others. It's cheaper and more discrete than the pill. Almost as safe, too. And you'll get your first pussy checkup then, too."

"Wow. How come this doctor is so helpful?"

"The doc gets certain - side benefits from it all."

"Like what?"

"Plenty of pussy, for one thing. And cocks, too."

"You mean he's - what is it, bi- something?"

"Bi-sexual. Yes, she is."

"SHE?!"

"Yup. A real pussy and cock hound. I can't lie, Sis: She ain't beautiful and she ain't young, but we couldn't have a Program without her, so it's worth doing anything she wants. She's even helped out when there's been an accident."

"What, like car crashes or ... "

"No, pregnancies. There have been a few. She does the scraping and nobody's hurt."

All this news was overwhelming. I wasn't sure what I'd gotten into - not that I had any notion of baching out of the the Program.

Jeremy sensed my unease and said, "Look, Sis - all we want is to fuck everything we can, human or animal, right?" I remembered Buster's huge dog dick in my cunt and shivered with delight. I knew I'd try that again, and wondered what it would be like to suck him off. "All these health rules are to keep us safe, so we CAN fuck non-stop. It's a small price."

Jeremy was right. I'd do anything to not lose my new-found slut's life. "Ok, bro," I cooed. "Take me to the good doctor tomorrow. But tonight, you've gotta fuck me again. Hmmmm?" I squeezed his flaccid dick in my right hand.

"Jess, you've about drained me. In the morning, ok?"

I wasn't about to let it go that easily. "Hey, you said I needed work on my blowjobs. Let me do some homework, huh?" and before he could answer, I was between his legs, munching on his dick, laving the purplish mushroom cap with my tongue. "Is that better?" I coyly asked. I had already somehow sensed that I was destined to be the best cocksucker in the Program, if not in all of Grinnel.

"Ooooh, yeah, that's the way. But I mean it, Jess, I'm drained dry. If you could get this hard again, sure I'd ... WOW!"

And let me tell you, he sure did!

The next morning, after the fuck he'd promised me, your uncle took me to see Dr. Reid.

("Uncle Jeremy," Ava cooed. "It's funny to think of him as an uncle now. I mean, he was your first lover, Mom."

"And in many ways the best. "He really took care of me - in EVERY way, baby. Just like Brad will do for you in a few weeks." I knew her brother was a great lover. I really loved my boy, in every possible way. I'd trained him well, not just as my stud, but to get him ready to be for Ava everything Jeremy had been for me. Brad was insatiable, I knew, but had a bit of a cruel streak in him, too - one that worked for me, but I was a little worried about how he would be for Ava. She was still very innocent, and part of my telling her my whore's life story was to get her ready for the real world.)

Dr. Kerry Reid had an office in the dark, kind of dusty floor above the hardware store downtown. To tell the truth, I hadn't even known there was a Dr. Reid in town before now. Later Jeremy told

me that she'd gotten wealthy when younger and didn't care if she made a lot more money. Her patients were largely members of the Program, but I didn't know that then.

The doctor didn't have a receptionist or a nurse. When we got there, Jeremy told me to just go in. The doctor was expecting me.

"Can't you come with me?" I pleaded.

"Nope. Doc always wants to see new sluts alone the first time."

("I was getting used to him calling me a slut and a whore. I mean, that's what I was now, right? And it's a reputation I've earned and am very proud of. And you will be too, baby." Ava nodded her head and squirmed under the rubbing I was giving her clit. She always wants to please, I thought. She'll be a grand skag.)

"Anyway, I went in the office and there was Dr. Reid sitting behind an old oak desk, in a white lab coat. She was old - well, at least what a fourteen-year-old would think of as old. Maybe 50 or 55. She had iron gray hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her eyes were red-rimmed and watery blue with major bags under them. She had on heavy, crimson lipstick and was playing with something that looked like a pink baton.

"You're Jess?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am - Doctor Reid."

"I'm told you're a new member of the After School Program."

"Yes, ma'am."

"I like a polite girl. You know why you're here?"

"Um, for a checkup? And some - birth control?"

"That too," she said mysteriously. "Get undressed, Jess, and hop up on the desk."

"Desk?" I thought. Shouldn't there be an examining table or something? I hesitated.

"Come, come - do you think I've never seen a naked whore before? Little girl, I've been the caregiver for the Program for almost thirty years. I know the shape of your daddy's dick and the depth of your mommy's pussy, so don't get shy with me. You hear?" she said sharply.

"Yes ma'am," I said and I hurried out of my clothes - just a t-shirt and shorts and sandals - no underwear, which she noticed with satisfaction.

"All the better to get naked in a hurry," she said, "when duty or the nasty football team calls for you. Jess," she said snidely. "I take it as a serious duty to do all I can to protect teen sluts like you from the worst that men have to offer - diseases and unwanted babies. I long ago realized that most of you tramps will never say no to a drooling dick on a hunk of man, and very few of you think with anything other than your cunts. So your precious Program has to be managed like it was a porn movie studio - any diseases in the company can hurt everyone, and shut down everyone's pleasures. The occasional pregnancy isn't as big a deal. I can take care of that right here. But I'm responsible for doing what you're all too horny to think of for yourselves. Now," getting down to business, "pee in this cup for me - yes, right here, you silly slut - that's it - mmmmm, nice - golden showers."

I handed her the cup of amber, warm fluid.

"Now, which arm do you want me to poke?"

"What for?"

"Blood tests, bitch. How else are we to know if you're free of disease? And we'll want to do a pregnancy test - not that I think there much chance of you being knocked up. Your sweet brother told me on the phone this morning about your periods. So we'll just do a quick home-test kind of check on that." She drew the blood into three small tubes, sealed them and put them in a zip bag.

"Thanks, ma'am. Is that all?" I asked.

"My dear little whore, what do you think? I need to fit you with a diaphragm and give you a quick gyno-examine. Lay back now and spread your legs." She laughed to herself. "I think this is probably the last time in your life that anyone, especially a man, will ever have to tell you that. Your legs are going to be open like a reflex all your life."

(And she was right, Ava. I've never said 'no' - well, a few times, that I'll tell you about another time.)

I spread my legs wide and the doctor spread my pussy lips with latex gloved fingers.

"My God, girl, your pussy smells like a whorehouse after the fleet's come in," she muttered with distaste. "Haven't you learned about personal hygiene? How many load of cum did you take at the Initiation?"

"I didn't count, ma'am."

"I doubted that you did. God, you're bruised and chafed red. How many boys fucked you?"

"Fifteen, maybe. Sixteen with Jeremy. And some blow jobs."

"Well, I didn't smell the blow jobs. At least you had the grace to brush your teeth. How many times did you fuck each of them?"

"Twice with most, and once - " I bit off the next words.

"Yes? You were going to say?" she trailed off.

"Nothing."

"Hmmmm." She bent back to studying my pelvic area, front and back. "And a few times up the ass, if I'm not mistaken?"

"Yes."

In what for her passed for a motherly voice, she asked, "Did you like it anal?"

"Oh, yes! Especially when Jeremy was in my butt and, I don't know who all was reaming my pussy. Jesus, and then Ryan's dick in my throat - " I almost swooned at the memory.

"And tell me, was that even better than - 'Buster'? Was that his name?" she smirked.

"How - how did - ?"

"Ryan brought me a copy of the tape from last night. It's part of my fee for services to the Program. So tell me, you liked the mastiff mauling your almost-virgin box?"

"Yes - yes, I really did."

"You'd do it again, willingly? For me?"

"Yes I'd fuck a - what did you say?"

"'For me', bitch. I have a small place in the country between here and Newton. Just myself and a few animals - domestic, mostly, but a lovely stud horse, swine and some goats. Even a few snakes."

Dr. Reid saw I was shivering, but even I didn't know if it was from fear or excitement at her not-so-veiled suggestion.

"But that can wait," she went on, "until we're better friends. For today, we'll finish with the diaphragm fitting and some odds and ends. First though, let me sanitize your snatch a bit." And to my surprise, she pushed her face between my legs and began licking, lapping and tongue-reaming my pussy, even sucking my asshole trying to extract any lingering cum from my brown chute. Once I got over the shock, I was swept away with passion, moaning and rotating my ass on the desk.

Finally - I just couldn't help it, never could - I ejaculated a huge stream of cum on the doctor's face, which - I could hardly believe it - made her howl like a bitch in heat and she tried to get all the stream into her mouth. After the final spurt, she closed her lips and brought her face to mine and kissed me, oozing my own cum back into my throat! And I loved it! The taste of me and all my men from last night rushed across my taste buds - rank, nasty, and absolutely wonderful.

("Mom! Make me cum now, please Mom! I just know I'll - I'll gush - please!" Ava cried out as my mouth replaced my finger in loving her pussy - and just in time, too, as her delicious fluids geysered into my waiting mouth. I just had to swallow a little - so fucking good! - but the rest I saved for the snowball kiss I gave my sweet eleven-year-old.

We broke the kiss and just held each other until our breathing calmed. "Mommy? Can we do that again?"

"Silly - of course … but let me finish my story of the doctor first. Actually there's not much more to tell. She had a great time - so did I - in fitting the diaphragm. She gave me spermicidal jelly to go with it, but of course she said I'd always be in too much of a hurry to fuck and would forget to use it. She was right, too." )

"Just don't ever forget to put in the trampoline," she cautioned. "Though I must say you'd look darling knocked up. And," she confided, "boys just love the idea of fucking a pregger." She got serious again then and said, "just don't forget to put it in, right? I can scrape you if you get caught, but a day may come when you want to have children - God knows why - and a few too many D and Cs could prevent that. I give all the boys rubbers, too, but it's like shoveling snowballs into hell for all the good it does. Did any of your lovers last night use a safe? It didn't look like it on the video."

She was right - it was bareback all the way. I started to get scared again, but before I could say anything the doctor went on.

"I'll have the test results back by Tuesday. Don't worry, child. Everything I know tells me you're starting your filthy life fresh," she smirked. "And don't be fucking anyone until I get the results, you hear me? Unless it's with a rubber, got me?" she almost snarled.

I couldn't help but notice she had a wet shiny ring around her mouth, and I knew where THAT had come from. I must have been a brazen slut already, 'cause you know what I did? I went over to her, pulled her faced to mine and French kissed her, then ran a hand under her lab coat and found she was naked! I felt her large, heavily drooping tits and moved my fingers to her pussy - God, I'd never felt anything so goopy, like a swamp. She was gasping and moaning around my tongue, shrieking, 'Don't stop! Jam me you bitch! Fist my nasty pussy!' and I did, after pushing her onto the floor so I could get a good angle. I didn't stop until I was up to my wrist in her soupy cave, and I shadow-boxed her box until she begged me to either kill her or stop.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the pink thing she'd been toying with when I came in and realized it was a replica of a dick - a nice one too, about ten inches. I grabbed it and pushed it into her mouth. God, how she slobbered all over it!

I told her, 'That's enough, bitch,' and grabbed it from her, only to unholster my fist and jam the toy up her ass. I had a plan.

I did stop then as she'd been screaming for me to do - but only long enough to take my greasy mitt and shove it up her ass where the dildo had been! Boy, she screamed so loud that Jeremy came running into the room to see what was wrong.

"Get your pants off, bro," I ordered him. I think the doc needs to eat some cock, but you fucking better not cum!" His amazement passed quickly, and he was soon sitting on her face, feeding his gorgeous six inches into her maw. She gobbled his prick like she would die it she didn't swallow all of him.

"That's enough for now, Jeremy. I think the doc needs to mop and wax your asshole," I told him. "And I want more of your dick later, remember?"

And yes, he lowered his brown puckered hole to her lips and I watched as she made a tube of her tongue and worked it up his shitter.

Honey, we left Dr. Kerry Reid in a puddle on the floor of her office, stretched and defiled. I don't know where all my filthy ideas came from. I guess I learned that morning for sure that there was just a trash whore inside me who'd been waiting all its life to emerge.

Just before your uncle and I left her there, I kissed the doc tenderly and said I guessed I'd paid her bill in full. She seemed to agree."

(Ava was wide-eyed at the story, and I was panting heavily, too - part from the memory, and part from the fingering my baby girl was giving my cunt.

"Baby - so good! You wanted to do that again? Where we swap cum?"

"Yes, oh yes Mom!"

"Okay - this time suck MY pussy and we'll see who's the champion cum-slut for tonight!"

I think I won. But at that point, neither my baby nor me was keeping score.

Ava: That was wonderful, Mom. You taste so good!

Jess: Mmmmm, baby, not as sweet and fresh as you. Honey - there's something you'll have to decide soon after you join the A.S.C. Not right away, but we've got to start thinking about it. It will change your whole life if you choose differently than I did.

Ava: What will I have to choose?

Jess: Let me work up to it baby, by telling you more about my first days in the Program.

Ava: Ooooh, I love hearing about it.

Jess: Hush now, baby, and don't interrupt.)

After Jeremy and I left Dr. Reid sated on the floor of her office, we got on our bikes to ride home - I thought. My mind was so full of so many new sensations that I didn't pay attention to where we were riding. I'd been suddenly struck by something Kerry had said: That she knew the shape of my dad's cock, and how deep Mom's cunt was. That could only mean that they had both been in the Program - and I wondered if they still were! Was there an adult branch of the Program?

Before I knew it, we were peddling by the practice field at the college. Jeremy suddenly stopped and I almost ran into him.

"What did you stop for," I asked him. "I'm tired - I want to get home and rest a while."

"I just noticed they've started spring football practice. We're supposed to be pretty good this year. They've recruited a lot of big city guys, so we won't be a doormat anymore. Look, Jess."

I didn't notice anything special. Just a lot of big guys in pads and helmets and sweat outfits, stretching and working out.

Just then a whistle blew and I heard, "Okay, take ten!" It was the coach calling for a break. The men all relaxed and walked toward the table with the Gatorade urn, removing their helmets as they went.

Then I knew what Jeremy wanted me to see. Easily two-thirds of them were Black - a fairly overwhelming sight in our town, even with the college there. And, baby - to a man they were gorgeous! I'd never been much attracted to Black guys before. Oh, I was curious, I guess, but after the Initiation I found my hormones were totally unleashed, and now I looked at them a lot differently. Not that I was ready to jump any of them - I was still a little too shy, and intimidated by the idea. I mean, I'd heard stories about them - how domineering they were, how they made slaves of white chicks, how big their pricks were supposed to be. I though it was all a lot of crap, or mostly anyway. Boy, was I to learn differently!

"Jess, what do you think?" Jeremy asked slyly.

I gulped and tried to keep my composure. "Think about what?"

"You know. About those guys. Like 'em?"

"I don't know any of them - how am I supposed to say?"

"You're going to know them soon, Jess."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I said in a fake angry voice. I knew where this was going.

"Aw, nothing. Forget it. You are still just a kid."

"No, I'm not!" I realized quickly I did sound like a kid the way I said it.

"It was just an idea I had. Aw, shit, Jess - I'm sorry. I was thinking how exciting it would be for you to fuck a Black guy."

"And you'd like to watch, wouldn't you?" I laughed. I'd always had my brother's number.

"Yeah, I guess. But, hell, none of them are in the Program. It would just be too dangerous, and against the rules. Forget it, Jess. Damn, you've only been a woman now less than a day. Don't get ideas that are too big yet."

"Big Brother, I've got an idea of something big that you can help me with. It's been two hours since we fucked and I've got such an itch in my pussy. Let's go somewhere, hmmm?"

"Jess, I swear that pill hasn't worn off you yet, and it should have long ago."

"Oh, it has, I know it has. This is MY need now, Jeremy. And I need you real bad." I was rubbing my pussy back and forth on the bicycle seat. I was soaked through the crotch of my shorts since being with Dr. Reid. Jeremy looked at me with lust, awe and a little nervousness.

"Jess, I swear to God - I think you're one of the rare ones in the Program."

"What's that?"

"A genuine nymphomaniac. Lots of girls like sex - for sure all the boys do - but I think you're way beyond them all."

"I think you're right. I can't think about anything anymore except fucking and sucking. I don't think I'll ever be satisfied - Shit, I could fuck you right here." I looked around quickly. "Jeremy - how about in the trees over there - no one would see us. C'mon! I need it NOW."

Jeremy got angry. "NO! Not here, not now. Look, Jess, this town's got a good thing with the Program, but it could be ruined if we were too open about it. Only about a fourth of the town is in on it, and the rest of them would crucify us if we were caught. So many fucking bible-thumpers would go ape-shit, especially with all the teenagers fucking around, not to mention the incest. Like you and me. No, Jess, there's a lot I need to tell you about the rules of the Program. Rules that let us keep a good thing going. Don't fuck it up!"

I was really hurt by what he'd said, but I grudgingly understood.

"Okay. You're right. But promise me you'll fuck me soon, please!?"

He laughed. "I was planning on it, kid. And a few other things, too. But, c'mon - let's get home now."

We turned out bikes away from the field, but I couldn't help but notice a lot of Black faces turned towards us, watching us leave. I was a rebellious little bitch, I knew it, and thought about the old saying that rules were made to be broken. And I knew someday I'd break a big taboo with one or more of those dusky players.

(Ava: Did you, Mom!? Really?

Jess: Not that particular day, no - not technically anyhow. Not before midnight.)

When we got home, I saw a note stuck on the refrigerator. It was from Mom.

"Kids, your dad and I are on an overnight bike run to the Casino. We've taken Amy with us in the sidecar. Allison, remember your babysitting job at the Mr. Nelson's tonight. Jess, I hope you'll be around tomorrow night (Sunday) so we can have your birthday party. I hope you won't have partied TOO much before then : ). Jeremy, keep a loving eye on things. There's plenty of food. See you tomorrow afternoon. Love, Mom"

"Jeremy! It's perfect! Look!"

While Jeremy read the note, I remembered about Mom and Dad, and I guessed that her remark about too much partying meant she knew I'd either been initiated, or was going to be soon.

My brother yelled, "All Right!" when he'd finished reading and hugged me and planted a happy kiss on my laughing mouth. "Let's have a party tonight!"

"Yes! Who should we ask?"

"Look, I'll call Ryan and Ashley and tell them to spread the word. We'll only have 20 people or so - don't want it to get out of hand."

"I do," I laughed, squeezing his cock through his jeans.

"Wait, sis - no, no this won't work."

"WHY?" I was crushed.

"Because you've gotta wait to get your test results from Dr. Reid before you can start fucking a lot, that's why."

"But she SAID I looked clean," I whined.

"That's not enough, you heard her."

"But ... but she said if everyone used rubbers it would be okay," I pleaded.

"Jess - I don't know - lots of boys hate 'em and won't use 'em. Like me."

"You see!" I said triumphantly. "WE've been fucking, haven't we? So it must be all right!"

"Jess, it was pretty dumb of us to do that."

"But," I said, realizing I had him, "I got fucking so many times last night and NOBODY used a rubber and I was full of cum. How come the Program lets that happen at Initiations, huh?"

"Well, it's just a tradition, Jess - it's always been like that at Initiations. We just do it that way, that's all," but I could tell he'd heard my point.

"Hmmph - that's just because the Program must have started before HIV and it was a lot safer then."

"You've just proven my point! There IS AIDS today and we've got to be extra cautious. Nope, you wait for your tests so that everybody knows you're keeping the Program healthy."

"I still say the Initiation is dumb, then. I wish I hadn't done it."

Jeremy laughed, "Oh, SURE you don't! You were born to fuck, kid, and don't kid yourself."

That made me all the unhappier. Did he mean I couldn't get fucked for three more days?! Shit, Pandora's box and MY box had been opened and I couldn't go back, even if I'd wanted to - and I didn't.

"But," he went on, "I'm going to talk to some of the gang about what you said. Maybe we need to make it a rule that everybody sees Dr. Reid BEFORE the Initiations. God, when I think back - to Allison's - shit, Jess, I was just 13 then when I got to 'escort' her to her cumming-out party - I was taking a big risk then, too. But then," his voice trailed off.

"But then WHAT?" "Jess, I've got a big secret, and you've gotta tell me you'll never let it out. I mean it. There'd be huge trouble if it got out. Promise?"

"Jeremy, of course. You're my big brother - and my lover, too," I said.

"And Jess - God, it's strange, but I love you - more than as a sister."

"You do? Really? 'Cause I've always loved you like that, but thought it was wrong." I giggled a little, happy being in love, but there was something else, too. "I love you so much, Jeremy, that I want you to always fuck whoever you want, and for me to do the same, Okay?"

He laughed. "Sure, Jess. That's why we're in the Program. But listen - I've got to tell this to somebody."

I kissed him. "Trust me, lover."

"I do. Jess, when I took Allison to her Initiation, I wasn't a virgin. I didn't know about the Program - shit, I was just 12, seventh grade when - " His voice trailed off.

"When what, honey? It's no big deal. You'd have lost it to that bitch in a few more months anyway." I couldn't help saying that: Allison really was a pushy bitch. Beautiful, but dumb and full of herself. "I hope you lost your cherry to somebody more sensitive and loving."

"I did, Jess. I lost it to Mom. I fucked Mom, or should I say 'she fucked me.'"

I was stunned. My MOTHER? Fucked her son? My new lover?

"Jeremy, I ... "

"That's not all, Sis. Oh, God, nine months later - Amy was born."

My heart stopped. My baby sister? Sister?! Niece!!

"Mom caught me masturbating in bed one night and scared me. I was sure she'd kill me. But she just said I should go ahead and let her watch. I was going soft with the shock, but she sat down by me and stroked it herself. She told me she'd seen me before and just couldn't help herself tonight - she had to be with me. I didn't know what 'be with me' meant, but I soon found out.

"She stood up and took off her nightgown - Mom really has an amazing body, Jess. I know you know how big her tits are, but her pussy - plump and pink. I even thought her stretch marks were the hottest things I'd ever seen, and knowing she'd had three kids - and that I was one of them! - just made my cock rise like a post.

"'I knew you were big, baby, and now you're mine', she told me as she climbed on top and straddled me, and just dropped her hot pussy down until I was in her up to my nuts. I started humping her hard, like I'd heard it was supposed to be, but shit - it was the most natural thing ever. I was so close to blasting, and she knew it, too. She got out of the saddle and I was aching to cum, but I guessed she didn't want me to cum in her - or maybe she felt guilty and changed her mind. I was all hot and messed up.

"But to my surprise, she just said, 'Don't you dare cum yet, baby. Just a minute.' I saw her put her fingers into her cunt like she was looking for something. I thought she was just going to masturbate herself and maybe me too. But then she said, 'Ah, gotcha!' and pulled something white and rubbery from her snatch and dropped it on nightstand. With a big loving, lusty grin, she impaled herself again on me and said something like, 'oooo, this is against the rules, but ... oh fuck me, baby, hard! Give me your sweet seed, oh baby, jizz me, lover' and pummeled my cock with her hot pumping cunt.

"Jess, I was out of my head then. I didn't stop to think if we were being loud or if anyone could hear us. I just had to keep fucking Mom, and finally I felt a huge build-up inside and, damn, I must have shot five or six loads of cum in Mom. I know I had to have blacked out for a minute or two, because when I looked up, Mom was squatting by the side of the bed with her fingers in her cunt again. I must have looked dazed, because Mom said, 'I don't want to lose a drop, sweetheart.'

"What - what're you doing Mom?", I asked her.

"Baby, I'm putting my diaphragm back in my pussy. I want to hold in every drop of your beautiful cum," she smiled. "I want your baby, darling."

"Jess, shit - can you imagine? Here's I'd just been fucked for the first time, and I'm 12, and it's my fucking mother - and on top of that, she wants me to make her pregnant! Incredible."

"Jeremy - baby, didn't that really mess you up? How are you doing with it? Ohhh, my sweet guy - " I hugged him close, and I was crying.

"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm fine, really. Look, Sis - Mom's never really said if Amy is - our kid. I'm guessing she is, but Mom just won't say - if she's protecting all of us, well, it's a little late for that. But with time, I've learned to not let it get to me.

"After that night, Mom and I kept fucking every chance we got - and, oh God Jess - we still do, but not as much. You know - I just thought - I wonder if she's a little jealous of you."

"Of ME!? WHY!?"

"Oh, she told me she thought - well, that I was looking forward TOO much to taking you to your Initiation."

"Jeremy - you mean Mom KNEW?!"

"Sure. She told me all about the Program after - after we became lovers."

"Jeremy - if what you say is true, about Mom and you and me - what did she think about you fucking Allison?"

"Oh, she wasn't bothered at all. It was kind of funny what she said."

"What did she say?"

"'The bitch isn't good enough for you!"

* * *

(Jess: God, Ava, we must have laughed for an hour about that. And we still do whenever we're - together.

Ava: Wow, Mom. This is - almost too much.

Jess: My Precious, you ain't heard nothing yet. Wait till I tell you about the Breeder's Auxiliary.

Ava: The ... ?

Jess: Like I said, wait, Sweetheart. We've got a lot of ground and lessons to cover before your big night, and in the meantime, I think our pussies need a little quality time together, don't you?

Ava: Sure Mom, but ...

Jess: 'But'?

Ava: Nothing. I guess I can wait.

Jess: You're thinking about Brad, aren't you?

Ava: Ummm, yeah, I guess so.

Jess: Soon enough, my child, soon enough. And trust me - he'll be worth the wait! Ava, help me out here.

Ava: What do you need, Mom?

Jess: My hands are full of flour and I need to cut in the Crisco now. Could you grab it?

My bronze baby girl opened the cupboard and reached high for the can of shortening. Even though it was only on the bottom shelf, she is just a petite, luscious little thing and had to stretch to get it, and being on her tip-toes made her lovely little tits rise up. I should tell you we were generally always naked around the house when it was just the two of us. I didn't want Brad to see Ava naked too often, at least until he'd helped initiate her. A little frustration would be good for my sixteen-year-old fuck-fiend, and I was always more than happy to nurse him out of the blue-balls.

Jess: Thanks, honey.

Ava: What kind of pie are you making, Mom?

Jess: Lemon cream. My special recipe, the one you love. Stay and watch and I'll teach you how.

I showed her how to cut the Crisco into the flour and salt mixture, then roll it and form it into the pie shell.

Jess: It's got to bake now for about 20 minutes at 350. Oh, hell - I forgot to preheat the oven. Honey, could you? Thanks. Now, what will we do while we're waiting?

Ava: Tell me more stories about the Program, Mom. Please?

Jess: What do you want to know?

Ava: Just keep going from where you stopped last night.

Jess: Hmmmm. Where did I leave off?

Ava: Well, you and uncle Jeremy were going to have a party ... and you said something about an auxiliary or something?

Jess: Oh, right!

Ava: And before that you said - what was it? Oh, when you'd seen those Black guys and how you didn't break that rule, but that you broke a different one that night - something like that.

Jess: I see I'm a terrible storyteller. I've left too many holes. Ok, Ava, all will be answered today. Let's see - )

Jeremy and I didn't have the party that night, for a couple of reasons. Like I told you, we weren't really sure I should be banged by the gang again before those tests were back. I hated it, but I did kinda see the sense in it. I warned him he'd have to be all over me for the next few days - with a rubber on, of course! - and I wanted to blow him as often as I could, only as a serious student. Right! That little vow didn't last long, baby, as I'll tell you.

So, we were actually glad we'd be alone again. Oh, your uncle could have gone out and fucked any of the other little tramps in the Program, but he was still fascinated by breaking me in more. And like I said, we were just a little in love, too. Boy, was I dumb! Jeremy and I get along pretty good now, but I soon found out he did most of his 'thinking' with his dick.

We were about to walk hand-in-hand to my room and resume our explorations when the back door opened and in walked Allison. Did I tell you that Jeremy and I had stripped naked during our party planning? No? Well, we certainly were, and seeing Allison staring at us made me blush for sure, but only seemed to piss Jeremy off.

"What're YOU looking at?" he snarled at her.

"At two stupid love-birds, you prick."

I know I told you she was a bitch. Still, I was embarrassed, as much as the way she looked at me as by being 'caught'.

"Shit, Jeremy, you're such a sap. With all the pussy around, you go and hang out with your little sister. It's obvious you don't know a great piece of ass when you've found one."

"Yeah! Like whose?"

"Oh, like mine for instance."

"You! I'd ... " His voice trailed off.

"Hah! You can't deny it, can you! You've never had a fuck like me, and you sure won't match it with this little slut."

"Hey," I shouted, completely over my embarrassment, "how do you know?"

"Know what, twerp?"

"That I'm not a better fuck than you, huh?"

"Here's how I know, stupid."

Allison stripped naked then. Jesus, your aunt was fucking beautiful - I mean it. Her tits were at least D cup and firm, with huge brown nipples that, I swear, seemed to be flexing - really! She had a shaved pussy - I'd never heard of such a thing before. I mean, I had only a little down on mine, but hers was as smooth as a baby's butt. She shifted her legs apart a little and, tearing my eyes from the tits she was squeezing and caressing, I looked at her snatch again and damned if I couldn't see a little fingertip protruding from the top of her slit. I knew what clits were, but this one - I could imagine her crooking it like you would a finger, signaling a man to cum and get it.

I heard Jeremy grunt next to me and clutch my hand harder. I glanced down his front and saw that Allison's little display was having an effect. For the first time in my life I knew what jealousy was.

"What do you think, Jeremy? Jess? Wouldn't any man - or woman - prefer a taste of this to a runt," she said nastily, looking directly at me.

"I have an idea - a little bet I'd like to make. Interested?"

"What ... what is it?" Jeremy managed to say. She moved a finger to massage her clit, which seemed to grow under her touch.

"Jessica, I'm going to prove that your boyfriend here is hot for me. I'll bet I can make him cum in under three minutes."

"What?! No way," I blurted out. I was pretty confident she couldn't. I don't know how many times he'd cum in me (and who the fuck else!) in the last 24 hours, and was sure I'd drained him for at least a while. But I was a little less confident when I snuck another look at Jeremy and saw his cock stiffen and twitch, and his eyes hypnotized by the circling of her finger on her clit.

"Oh, I think I can," she purred. "Come here, little brother."

"Jeremy, no!" I pleaded. "Allison you slut, let us alone!"

"Why? Think you'll lose the bet?"

"No!"

"Then, let's go. Here's the bet, bitch: If I can get him to cum in my mouth in under three minutes, two things'll happen. First, you'll have to take my babysitting job for me tonight. I'll even let you keep the money for it," she laughed nastily. "Second, I'm not going to swallow his cum. Guess what: You're going to kiss me and lick it from my mouth. Hah! So what do you say, Jess?"

I was struck dumb for a minute. No way she could do it, I thought. A safe bet. I was about to say 'no fucking way' when I felt Jeremy drop my hand and move towards Allison! The asshole! He fucking wanted her. I lost the jealousy I'd felt and was just mightily pissed off. These two deserved each

other!

"Sure - go ahead," I snarled. "It's a bet. But you can't touch his cock before the time starts!"

"Fine," she said smugly.

"Shit, Jeremy," I blurted, "if all it takes is a dare from a skank to get you hot, fuck you! You just stay away from me from now on, you hear?!"

Jeremy and his stiffening prick-brain moved closer to her. He looked at me but didn't seem to recognize me. Fuck - nobody's ever going to break my goddamn heart again, I'll guarantee it, I thought.

Allison dropped to her knees in front of him. She put her face within a few inches of his prick and made a face. "Christ, Jeremy - you're worse than Jess! Don't you ever wash your crotch? Damn!"

Hah! I realized Allison was a little less sure of herself, now that she suspected our brother was a little fucked-out. Gotcha, bitch! I thought.

"Look, I can't do him in three minutes if he's half-soft like this. Let's make it ten, ok?" she proposed, but without much hope.

"Three, that's final. And, Allie," God, she hated that name!, "what do I get when you lose the bet?"

"I'm NOT gonna lose," she snarled. "And on the off chance I do, you can name your prize. OK, little girl?"

"You're on!"

"Jeremy, come closer," she ordered. He did, the glazed-over fool. "We'll start when you're a little harder - No, I'm not gonna touch his dick. HE is. Jeremy stroke that prick for me that's it, harder, faster, baby - "

"Hey - the bet wasn't about him jerking off and cumming!"

"Jess," she said fake innocently, "I only said I wouldn't touch his dick before the time started. We didn't say anything about HIM not touching himself before the bell."

"God damn it! Well - I'm starting the timing now - and don't you dare stroke it for him!" I started the countdown out loud, seeing the second hand on the clock move to the 12.

"Watch," she purred, "and LEARN."

Allison cupped Jeremy's sac in her left hand and started a firm, swirling massage. "Not touching his cock, see?" she said triumphantly.

"2:45 to go."

I heard a moan leave Jeremy's throat, and a moist murmur come from her.

"2:30."

Jeremy gave a sharp gasp, and I couldn't help but look. God, Allison had moved her right hand to his backside to, I thought, stroke his ass. But when I peeked back there, she'd stuck a finger up asshole!

"A little prostate massage drives 'em wild," she said. Jeremy only groaned in agreement.

"2:05!"

I could tell by her movements and Jeremy's yelps that she must have found what she'd been digging for. He stopped beating his meat and Allison growled, "Oh give me that, you jerk!" and took his red meat sword into her mouth, her finger still up to the third knuckle in his fundament.

"1:42!"

I could tell she'd bitten his knob, though he made no move to get away. Her cheeks were sunken, then swollen, then sunken again as she furious bobbed her head on and off his prick.

"1:18."

Jeremy was grabbing the table to his right, to keep from falling. She squeezed his ass cheeks with her free fingers almost viciously and yanked him in again to the depths of her throat. His hips were quivering as he hunched her mouth.

"1:05."

I watched as she slipped a second finger into his asshole and started fucking him with it. She took a moment's rest from his prick and sucked his balls, one at a time, into her hot mouth.

"53 seconds - you're not gonna make it," I said - without the note of confidence I'd hoped for. She didn't respond, hotly focused on the task at hand - or in mouth now, I should say. Allison took him deeply into her throat and seemed by the sounds to be gagging, but, as I learned later when my cocksucking skills improved, the bitch was actually HUMMING around him. Incredible! A literal 'hum job'!

"25!"

This was so amazing, I was almost pulling for her to do it, just because of what I was learning from her. Her technique changed again. Now, his dickhead was all she was working on, and talking a stream of filth to him around his cock through her slimy, puffy lips.

"Cum on my whore's face, baby" slurp "I want your fucking cum in my slut mouth, in my eyes" slurrrrrp "up my whore nose" hmmmmmm "you can do it, you fucking stud with your big, hard cock" slurp "make me your cum bitch, Jeremy, and here's what you'll get, whenever you want it - "

"12!"

She pulled him deep inside her throat again, and now she seemed to be screaming through her plugged mouth, the gagging sounds forcing their way through the lips distended around his prick. With her free hand, she cupped his balls again.

"8!"

And squeezed both of his nuts, bringing a sharp moan from him.

"7!"

His groans got loud and he viciously pulled the back of her head forward until she was stuck on his angry red dick.

"6!"

Allison's throat worked furiously - Jeremy quivered -

"5!"

She popped his dick from her craw and held it wide open. I couldn't believe it! The prick still had cum in him! One, two and then a third rope of semen shot from the tip and puddled into her mouth. She kept her eyes on his dick - so close they almost crossed, making her look like a freak. It would have been funny, but I was in awe - and pissed about losing.

Jeremy gave a deep sigh, and I saw it was over. He stumbled back until he felt a chair behind him and saw down heavily. Allison's cheeks were pooched out, and she signaled frantically for me to come over. Yes: The other part of the bet. I may be a whore but I'm not a double-crosser. I've never gone back on my word, ever, and I didn't then. I kneeled down in front of Allison and pulled her face to mine, locking my lips on hers. She opened her mouth and squeezed the sweet cum into my mouth. I swallowed just a little - it was crazy, but I felt a kind of tenderness towards both her and Jeremy - and I felt a little sad, too. I was sure at that moment that I'd never have him again, ever, and wanted a remembrance of him.

But I was still far more furious than romantic. I hopped to my feet and moved quickly to where he was sitting. I slowly started to bend my face to his. Jeremy thought I was going to kiss him. Hah! I spit his treacherous cum right into his face, and then slapped him! The asshole had broken my heart, but I vowed then to always be a quick healer, and nothing heals a heartbreak like revenge.

I stormed out of the kitchen then and headed to my room. I threw myself on the bed, but I didn't cry. And I wasn't really mad anymore either. I'd learned something from Allison - that you can be a total whore without being a bitch.

(Jess: You understand what I mean? No, angel - you're much too sweet to know that. But I vowed that I'd get what I wanted from life - everything - but I'd never needlessly fuck anyone over to get it.

Ava: And you never did, Mom?

Jess: Remember - I said 'needlessly', honey. I have fucked over a few in my day.)

While I was having this philosophical discussion with myself, I heard a light knocking on the door. Thinking it was Jeremy, I yelled, "Go away you asshole! Leave me alone!"

"Tut tut, little sister - none of that now!" Allison laughed. "Just wanted to remind you - you have to be at Mr. Nelson's at 8:00, you hear? Food's good and he's got a great porno video collection. I'll walk you over there."

I yelled back, "I'll go, I told you I would. Now leave me alone!"

There was silence for a few moments, then I heard her voice again through the door, much more softly.

"Jess? You're all right, you know? You did real good. Let's talk sometime. Bye."

Imagine that! The sister I'd thought was a cold bitch had a soft streak! And the brother I'd worshipped did only what his cock wanted! Later I realized I'd been too hard AND too easy on them both. I didn't really know myself at all back then. I was quick to judge, and impulsive as hell - selfish, my God! But right then, I swore I'd show them both - I didn't know how yet, or even if they'd be there to see me getting back at them. God, I was dumb. But it's probably what led me to what I did that night.

(Ava: What, Mom! You've got to TELL me!

Jess: Ah, patience, Jess. That's the 'rule breaking' I told you about. Tomorrow, Sweetie.

Ava: Oooooh - well, at least tell me what that auxiliary was. Please!

Jess: Still is, Honey. Well, it's a long story, but here's a quicky version. I'll fill in the details another time - yes, I promise, don't even ask.

I told you that soon after your Initiation, you'll be asked to make a decision that'll affect the rest of your life. Remember? Well, Baby, some of the new girls decide they want to be mothers, right from the start. Sure, they love the sex, but something in them craves being knocked up. Now, not all of these girls are really fit to be mothers, but they don't know it. They're just bimbos looking for something to love, like maybe they never were by a mom or dad. Whatever - there's more of them than you think. Sometimes it's obvious that they'd be great, healthy parents, and those are the girls that are allowed to be breeders, but most of them are recruited.

Ava: But, Mom - who decides? I mean to let a girl be one or not.

Jess: The final decision is with the doc, Kerry Reid. Remember, you'll be seeing her often and she's good - she really can see into a girl's head, heart and soul. When Kerry sees a hot one, she'll do the recruiting. Her record's perfect: Everyone she's decided would be great as a breeder has accepted her judgment.

Ava: What if ...

Jess: If they wouldn't be good? Kerry gently but firmly sets them straight. They finally accept it. Know why? If they don't, they're eventually thrown out of the Program. That's it. They'll spend the rest of their lives with the regular jerks in this town, married to some fucking mechanic or something, raising kids they later learn they never wanted. Whores that think they're respectable ladies. Trash that thinks they're too good to fuck, but are going nuts inside because 'respectable' means you can't fuck who you want, when you want it and where you want it most. They lock the likes of us out of their precious 'society'. Cunts call me a whore with their eyes every time they see me. And my eyes tell 'em right back: "Sure am, honey. Don't you wish you still were? Your husbands tell me you do,' and sometimes I do laugh out loud at them. Then there's the repressed lesbians, more than a few of whom I've pleasured with my trusty strap-on. Like Mrs. Collins ...

Ava: Mrs. Collins? My teacher?!

Jess: Sure thing, honey. Has she ever - ?

Ava: Gee, Mom, Ruthie told a lot of kids that she - Mrs. Collins - did bad-touching to her, but we didn't believe it.

Jess: Believe it, baby. But we were talking about breeders before I got off on the cunts of Grinnel.

Ava: Mom? Do you think - ?

Jess: That Kerry will ask you? I don't know, honey. I think you'd be a great mother. But, understand - if you choose to breed, you have to stay off all birth control for the rest of your fertile life, and fuck everyone - even people you may not like. You whole life is given to staying pregnant and popping babies. And for one reason: To keep a stock of future Program kids always in the pipeline.

Ava: God, Mom. I'm - I don't know if -

Jess: Don't worry, honey. Just enjoy yourself until the time comes. Kerry'll know if you belong in the auxiliary, and if she asks, you'll know it, too. Baby, there's a lot more about it, but another time, ok? We've got this pie to finish - Ah, there's the timer. Better pull it out to cool - Hah! that's what I used to say to your uncle!

Ava: Mom? What happens if a girl gets pregnant and Dr. Reid doesn't - if she didn't ask them?

Jess: It's pretty simple, but it'll will sound heartless, baby. The first time, Dr. Reid scrapes them.

Ava: Abortions!?

Jess: Yes. And tells them the consequences of it happening again: She'll sterilize them.

Ava: Oh, no!

Jess: Ava, listen. It's the only way. The stupid tramps would just keep doing it over and over. Too dumb to use good sense or their diaphragms. Listen, it hasn't happened often, girls getting tossed out - maybe twice since I was initiated. But there were lots of runaways, and we hardly ever heard another word about them. They couldn't handle the shame of being the wrong stuff. And it's sad, Ava, but there were a few suicides, too.

Ava: Mom, no!

Jess: Afraid so, Honey. Look, a lot of us joined the Program thinking it would be all endless fun, fucking and sucking. We wanted to get away from the uptight world of pain, boredom and mediocrity. But we found out that that world is always there. But, know what? WE're having a lot more fun than those who ONLY live in that world. But honey, don't let get me started on that -

Ava: Then, didn't you get asked to be a breeder?

Jess: That's a good one - me! No, honey, I had too big a rebellious streak in me - as you'll hear. I have a lot more stories to tell. No, breeding wasn't for me.

Ava: Then why did you have me? And Brad? And now Angie?

Jess: For love. Everything turned out to have been for love. C'mon, let's finish this pie. Gotta pee, Sweetie?

Ava: Well, yeah - but why?

Jess: That's Mom's secret ingredient in the lemon pie filling, two tablespoons of piss! And my meringue - well, Ava, after we make each other cum again like we did last night, I'll show you what makes the peaks stand up and get golden brown - and I don't mean nipples, babe. And that's why my meringue has always 'weeped' more than that Baker's Square crap, too. So, here's a pan - go fill it up, but don't you dare cum without your Mom!

Somehow, after the anger and humiliation of Allison blowing Jeremy and winning the bet - somehow I'd fallen asleep. And I had some amazing, disturbing dreams in the short time I napped. Wait, I'll tell you about them in a minute. Anyway, I guess I had an overload of thoughts, feelings and sensations I hadn't dealt with. I mean, less than 24 hours ago I was still a virgin - I'm not saying 'innocent', but a biological virgin nonetheless. Then came my Initiation into the Program.

Only now aftre dreaming did I remember the searing pain of having my cherry ripped through by Jeremy; only now could I say that the pleasure of that first fuck was far less than the pain. I still couldn't remember when the excitement of the penetrations overcame the hurting. I just remember that it did. When Jeremy first forced his cock into my asshole - funny, but that didn't hurt as much as the pussy mauling. No cherry to pop, or not much of one. I think I'd ruptured my hyman somehow much earlier - can't think of how, though. Anyhow, the asshole's just made of tougher stuff, I guess. Once I'd been stretched there a few times, I had no discomfort at all, and to this day, Ava, I have a real fondness for sodomy. And Honey, that's why I've been careful to give you finger massages there. I want your first butt-fuck to be great, with you good and slack back there. Believe me, with the size of your brother's dick, you'll need the stretching.

I worry about your pussy too, baby. I think we should use the toys a little more often, don't you?

Ava: Right now, okay Mom?

Jess: Soon, baby. And BJ practice, too?

Ava: Sure, but it would be so nice to have a real one -

Jess: No, nothing beats the real thing, that's for sure. It'll only be a little while longer, baby - what, two weeks till you're 12? Ahhh, we have such fun work ahead of us! But, Ava, my stories are every bit as important in getting you ready, understand?

Ava: Yes, Mama.

Jess: Good girl. Talking about blow jobs, I have to laugh thinking back to the Initiation. I mean, I must have been pathetic. I mean, with fucking (at least at first) all a girl has to do is take the dicks - not just lay there, but really, it's the boys who have to burn the calories, do most of the moving. Technique comes later, but any girl can get fucked and be adequate at first. It's the pro's who move way past that.

Anyway, blow jobs: I had no idea what I was doing. Was I suppose to treat the dick like a corn dog, or a Tootsie Pop? Do you lick, or literally suck, like you would on a Popsicle? And how can gagging be any fun at all, because I gagged plenty that night. Didn't barf, though, thank God. I tried to not suck the cocks farther back than my molars, not knowing then that the throat can stretch like the slackest twat and take a prick to the roots. I've only met one or two in my day that I couldn't throat. No, no - no time for those stories now.

Something else I wasn't ready for: Face-fucking! I kept wondering why the boys wouldn't just sit still and let me do the work. Why did they have to keep hunching into my mouth? And I just couldn't figure out why some of them wanted me to swallow, some wanted to just jizz up my face and tits. Good old Ryan! He let me know he wanted a little something different for his last BJ. By that time Ashley and her girlfriend Tanya had joined the fun - to tell the truth, it was nice to be able to shift some of the excess to someone else. I mean, I'd been the fuck toy for 15 guys for the better part of two hours, and I was fucking exhausted - pun intended, of course. Sticky, too. Some of those fuckers were only happy blowing their loads on any exposed skin. God, I felt greased.

Ava: Mom? What about Ryan, and Ashley?

Jess: Right. Well, Ryan told me he was going to jizz my mouth, but that I should share it with Ashley. I didn't follow him (kind of too busy humming his dick just then), but he said to just not swallow. Almost at the same time, he blew his load into my sealed mouth. Ashley must have known what would be next, 'cause she lay down with her face below mine and said, "Gimme a snowball, Jess."

I must have still looked puzzled, because she said impatiently, "Drip the sperm into my mouth!"

Ah, so that's a snowball, I thought. I let a long string drip slowly towards her open mouth, bobbing my head to keep the gooey rope hangin' and danglin' as long as I could. Not easy, as I was being pussy fucked medium intensely at the same time from behind.

Finally, I just gave up on the game and French-kissed Ashley, and we swapped boy slime and spit for several heavenly minutes. Damn, Ava, I never stopped to think that I was kissing a girl; it just all felt so right, you know? No, of course you don't, not yet. Honey - I knew from that minute that sex with anyone is wonderful; man, woman or child - because at 14 I was little more than a girl in a budding woman's body. Words like 'lesbian' or 'queer' or mother- or brother-fucker mean nothing.

But there was one part of the Initiation I hadn't faced up to yet - Buster - and it took my nap-dream to bring that squarely in front of me. Fucking a dog just was too much to take in - almost as much as taking in Buster had been!

* * *

In my dream, I was out on a playground with a bunch of girls, and it felt like we were all about eight years old. I remember that hop-scotch was big that year, and that's what we were playing. Oh, right! And it was old Mrs. Garvey watching us, my third grade teacher. She was talking to the gym teacher, Mr. Phelps, and then suddenly they left, arm-in-arm. I was puzzled, but it felt good to be unsupervised.

It was my turn and I tossed the small stone on the hop-scotch ines, but the rock flew and flew until it ended up in the woods just off the grounds. I thought I'd lost my turn and the next girl (who looked just like Ashley!) said I'd better go find the stone or the game couldn't go on.

Pouting, I ran off to the woods to look. I mean, if I'd been awake I'd have known it would be impossible to find what was a pebble, really, but dreams don't work like that.

As I was running, right in my path was Mrs. Garvey and Mr. Phelps. My God, they were naked! She was on all fours and he was behind her sniffing and then licking her snatch! Then with a howl, he mounted her, hunched over her back with his long arms holding her around the chest, holding her down. He had a cock that I could only think of as angry, it looked so red. It wasn't a human cock - I didn't know what a dog dick looked like - really, Ava. With Buster I hadn't been able to look back between my legs to see him slicing into me.

Mr. Phelps saw me and howled, still humping my teacher. His howls drew me closer, almost as though he was summoning his bitch. As I watched, walking towards them, I noticed how hairy Mrs. Garvey was - not just her head and bush but all over! And Mr. Phelps now looked matted with fur. Shit, Ava, they were transforming into dogs as I watched!

In a trance, I got down next to Mrs. Garvey - my clothes were gone; how I didn't remember - and assumed the position of 'showing' myself. It's like I was trying to attract a stud dog of my own! Mr. Phelps gave a howl and for the first time I noticed that he had a swollen red knot at the base of his dog prick. I thought for a minute it was his nut-sack, but quickly knew that wasn't right, when he lurched forward again and painfully squeezed his knot inside Mrs. Garvey's stretched pussy! (And no, Ava, Buster didn't do that to me at the Initiation. Ryan, bless him, was able to hold Buster back enough to keep me from having my fresh furrow destroyed).

At this point I was howling, too, but I was still a little, rutting girl. I heard someone come up behind me - it was Jeremy, but at the age he was when he first fucked me for real. I wanted my tiny pussy to be ravaged like Mrs. Garvey's, and I felt something stiff poking at my slit. If this was dick, I never wanted anything worse than I wanted to be fucked like this, right now!

The hard tool slithered up my cunt - it didn't hurt at all - and I screamed for more. It kept moving up, deeper, but I wanted to swallow it whole with my vagina. I was out of my mind with pleasure.

Suddenly I noticed that Jeremy was now kneeling in front of me with his dick wagging in my face. I should have wondered who, then, was fucking me, but the sight of his dick erased all thoughts, although it now felt like the prick coming up from under was in my abdomen. I never even questioned that a cock shouldn't be able to be that deep.

Then I felt it coming up my esophagus, then into my throat - from inside! I opened my mouth to take Jeremy in my mouth - and a python came slithering across my lips! The snake lurched forward and bit Jeremy on the end of his cock - which now was a snake, too! (See, Ava? In the dream I was still pissed about him and Allison, but all that was happening made perfect dream-sense).

Jeremy shrieked with pain, but I couldn't do anything for him - not with this cock-snake still squirming in my from bottom hole to top. And I was quaking too much from a non-stop cum to be of any use to anyone.

Soon, too soon, the snake's tail left my lips and I was agonizingly empty - though not for long, oh no. I heard noises behind me and glanced back to see a small zoo's worth of animals back there - hyenas, zebras, a hippo, even a fucking shark! And back for seconds, my beloved Buster. Not to bore you, honey, but by the time I woke from my nap-dream, I'd been roundly fucked in all holes by every beast that wanted me! Any past and future guilt about using my body and being used by any and all God's creatures had been washed away.

I must have been really into the dream because it took Allison shaking my shoulder to bring me all the way to consciousness. She told me she'd rushed to my room when she heard me screaming, "Fuck meeee! More, more!"

Yup, that dream really took me around a corner. I fell asleep a 14-year-old tramp wannabe, and woke up a total, insatiable nympho skank. And I haven't regretted a minute of my life - except that I didn't find out earlier, like when I was eight. Maybe sooner.

* * *

Like I was saying, Allison woke me out of the delicious, beastly dream.

"Nightmare, kid?" she asked, with concern in her voice.

"No - no, I didn't dream at all. Why should you care?"

"Still pissed about losing the bet?" she asked.

"No - why should I be? You just proved what a slut you are!"

"And don't you wish you were, Jess," she laughed. She took my silence as agreement. "Jess, you're so new to all this, don't worry. You'll catch up. Shit, I've been fucking for six years - don't expect to be a pro after a day," she laughed.

Something bothered me about what she said, and I did the math on it. "Allison - you've been fucking since ... you were 11? I thought you didn't get in the Program until you were 14!"

Allison looked at me hard for a long time. "Jess - can I trust you?"

"For what!"

"Just to hear my story."

"Just to hear you brag, you mean." She laughed.

"Yup, still pissed, aren't you? Jess, really - I've got a couple of reasons why I want to talk to you. I - don't really have anyone, you know? No close girlfriends. Boys? They think I'm just a whore. They'll gladly fuck me, but talk to me? No way. And, damn it anyway, I - I need that. Could we be friends, Sis?"

I was confused. I mean, Allison had never really taken notice of me at all. It was like there was 30 years between us instead of three. Could she be sincere? I felt such a rivalry with her that it would be hard. But my instincts told me to try. "Sure, Allie. Let's be friends."

"You're a sweetie," she said, and gave me a lingering though sisterly kiss. Our lips barely touched, but I could feel her warmth and imagined I could still taste Jeremy, and the sensations made me lose all thoughts of jealousy and lose myself in the rush of emotion in my heart, and even stronger coursing of hormones. I opened my lips as if to invite her tongue in, and Sis didn't miss my signal. Her mouth opened and I felt her tongue seeking mine. For a moment I thought of the snake in my dream, the one that penetrated me and crawled through my whole body, and the memory made me push my tongue to circle hers. I felt one of Alilson's hands on my hard, tiny breasts, tweaking the nipples, which sent a shock all the way through me, anchoring in my clit. I pulled her face to me hard and our kiss became savage. I tried to touch her tits but she pushed my hand away harshly, then broke the kiss. I was panting with need.

"Please, Allison - do me some more? I need it so bad - you must know - "

"I DO know, Jess. Tell me - how hot are you, right now?" "I - don't know - can't think - "

"Good girl. You're learning," she purred, still fondling my tits.

"I just - I need something IN me, anything - your finger, Allie - please finger my pussy? Please?" I mewled. She stopped touching me completely then and I cried out in frustration.

She just laughed and said, "I do believe you're the horny one in the family - not that ANY of us are slackers - who can say about Amy yet, though I've read that two-year-olds are already sexual. Look - I really wanted to talk to you, but you're out of your fucking head right now. I'll come back later," and she rose from the bed and turned toward the door to my room.

I couldn't stand the idea of being alone - okay, of being so fucking frustrated. I called out, "Don't leave, Allie, please! Come back - I'll listen. Really I will."

She knew I was talking through my cunt. "Look, I'll get you off, so you're not so fucking crazy." She paused, slyly thoughtful. "Jess? Want to make a bet?"

Oh oh. I'd stepped into that one before today - though I must say I didn't mind the payoff I had to make - at least the snowball. I still wasn't thrilled about babysitting for her tonight, though.

"What's the bet?"

"Stop fingering your pussy and listen. I'll bet I can make you cum in under three minutes!" I thought she was mocking me with the same wager she'd had with me and Jeremy. But the need to cum was stronger than my petty self-esteem.

"You can't," I retorted.

"Piece of cake."

"How will you know if I do?"

"Kid, I know faking it from the real thing. Plus, I'll also bet you're a squirter."

"A squirter?"

"Yeah, that you'll shoot a stream of girl-cum when I get you over the top."

I'd never heard of girls cumming like that - but what did I know? I might have been squirting my juices all during the Initiation, but how could I have told? I was being filled over and over with boy semen. No way to know if any of the overflow from my pussy was ME, too. I mean, my pussy was rarely empty so how could I have known if I was hosing out or not?

"It's a bet," I giggled, now not caring whether I won or lost. I just needed to cum so badly. "What do I win?"

She laughed. "Not much chance of that! If you do, I'll do anything you ask. But WHEN I win, you'll help me with Freddy." She went silent for a moment. "Yeah, I heard about you and Buster."

I got it, then. Despite herself, Allison was jealous of me and the Great Dane. She'd never fucked a dog, and her 'innocent' little sister beat her to it!

"Aw, you could fuck him without me. Freddy's so sweet natured, he wouldn't be a problem."

Freddy was a great dog - a hound, really. We had no idea what breeds were in him. A little setter, maybe some sheep dog - we didn't know. Our family had him since he was a puppy and now he was getting on in years a little, but he was still as playful as ever. And, I remembered, a horny fucker, too. I remembered seeing him a couple of times in the yard, when a wandering bitch got in the fence. He was a fucking maniac, with a dick knot the size of a cantaloupe! Maybe Allison was right to be nervous. All this went through my head in, I swear, about three seconds.

"How am I supposed to help you?"

"I'm a little afraid of his claws," Allie confessed. "And that prick of his - I've heard of girls getting stuck on a dog knot and getting torn up when he panics and pulls out too fast. I'd just need you to hold the prick so the knot won't get in me. Okay?"

I thought for a while. I wondered if that's all there was to it. But, shit - I wasn't going to lose this bet, so it didn't matter.

"Sure, Allie. I'll help you fuck Freddy. It's really no big deal, you know," I said, speaking as if I was an old pro - which, I smugly saw, pissed her off.

"But first, we talk."

The bitch! Had me all wired up, ready for an orgasm, and SHE wants to talk!

"And then the bet's on. Promise."

Allie looked thoughtful for a moment, then continued.

"Your math's good. I did start fucking at 11."

I couldn't help from interrupting. "But I thought that waiting until 14 was the rule."

"Sure, but some of us jumped the gun. Hell, at my Initiation I was already a much-fucked little lady. Jeremy seemed a little confused when he was the 'first' to slip me the dick. He thought I should be shrieking with pain and have a bloody pussy when he was done. Instead I screamed with an orgasm and threw my pussy up at his thrusts like a Vegas whore. Jeremy's sweet, but at least at the time he was pretty naïve. He thought I just caught on fast."

"What about the blood," I asked, remembering my own tearing and my spermy blood flow last

night.

"Told them all I'd lost my cherry on a horseback ride. They all bought it, do you believe that?" She laughed, then got serious. "I've never told what had really happened."

"Okay, so tell me about your first fuck." I wanted to be a scholar of sex, and of course, it was only to be able to use my knowledge for good purposes!

"It was in the summer, between fifth and sixth grade. I'd just had my 11th birthday party that afternoon. You wouldn't remember - both you and Jeremy were at church camp. Anyway, all my friends were there, boys and girls. Ryan and Ashley were there, but I think the rest have moved away. We played the usual games and stuff - pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey, musical chairs. I got lots of neat stuff - wish I'd kept it all. Some of the presents were clothes.

"I'll never forget one thing I got from Mom and Dad. They called it a 'teddy' - just sort of a wrap-around thing that only covered my tummy. They told me it was a kind of a slip, but I didn't know. Didn't seem practical, but I really loved it. Somehow I knew it would make me feel older when I wore it, and I was tired of being just eleven - a little girl.

"The party ended kind of badly. Most of the kids had left and the rest of us decided to play spin-the-bottle. Shit, I don't know that any of us knew what we were doing - except Ryan. He suggested it. God, Jess - I was so dumb! I thought that when you lost you just had to kiss the boy on the cheek! Did I ever learn!

"I remember my first loss was to Ryan. When he came over to me, I turned my cheek to be kissed, but he turned my face to his and kissed me full on the lips! 'What are you doing,' I gasped. 'Just kissing you, stupid. What do you think?'

"Well, I didn't know what to think - except it was kind of nice. Whenever I lost after that, I made sure I did it right. But it was all still pretty innocent. And, God knows, I liked it.

"That night, Mom and Dad were sitting in the living room watching TV. I'd been in my room, trying on the clothes I'd gotten that afternoon. I had on the teddy, which I really loved, and put the other clothes on over it. I was between changes when Mom suddenly poked her head in the door.

"'Oh, that's just adorable, Allison', she said, looking at me looking at myself in the mirror. I had only the teddy and my panties on. There was a smile in her voice, but her eyes were hard and cold.

"'Come on - let's show your dad.'

"I was so proud of being a big girl that I agreed. Mom went into the living room first and made a grand announcement before taking my hand and presenting me to Dad.

"Dad had been drinking - so what's new? His eyes were red and his voice a little slurred as he said, 'C'm here. Let me see you.' I walked over to him and, I don't know why, I pirouetted and curtsied in front of him, so proud of my outfit.

"What happened next shocked me. Dad pulled me on his lap, face down, and started to spank me! I screamed and begged to know what I'd done!

"'You're a little whore, aren't you?', he muttered as he kept slapping my ass. 'I saw you with those boys, kissing them and teasing them like a tramp!'

"Jess, I had no idea what a whore was, or what he was talking about. All I knew was my ass was in agony! I kept begging him to stop, and looked at Mom, pleading with my eyes to get her to help me, but all she said was, 'The little cock-teaser thinks she's in the Program already, does she? Bill, we'd better straighten her out'.

"Jess, I can't really describe what happened then. It was all too - well, surreal. I remember screaming that I'd do anything if he'd stop hurting me - and it turned out, I had to do everything.

"Dad raped me that night, and Mom held me legs open while he did it. Dad is huge - maybe you don't know that, yet - and I felt all torn up inside. There was nothing at all pleasurable about it. It WAS a rape. My naïve brain must have protected me from the worst and blacked me out. But I remember wondering if he'd ever quit. He must have fucked me for an hour, and none of it was fun. To this day, I wonder what turned me around. I mean I love it now - but sometimes I'm one mean piece of ass, Jess, I'll admit it. Have you heard my Program nickname yet?"

"No."

"'Ball-breaker'! Sometimes when I'm fucking an older guy, I don't know - I just get in a rage and I scratch and claw the bastard. Most of them like it just fine - guess they think they've turned me on so much that I'm an animal. Married guys don't like it much though."

'Married guys'? There's a lot I don't know about my sister, I thought.

"Long story short - Dad knocked me up. I don't know if it was that time, 'cause he fucked me every night until you and Jeremy got back from camp."

"Allie - did Mom hold you down all the time?"

"No, only the first couple of times. Don't you get it? After the first time, I was the one who came on to Dad, and was he ever willing! There I was, a practically titless little girl, fucking her father like she was an old pro streetwalker."

"But - you were pregnant? How? ... "

"Ah, yes. Jess, one of my birthday presents from Mom was a box of napkins, and I don't mean from Kleenex. I'd had my first period only a week or so before my birthday. Funny, isn't it? Knocked up in my first cycle." Allison laughed bitterly.

"The baby ... what? ... "

Allie lightly fingered her scar. "Gone. C-section, when I was seven-and-a-half months along. I never showed much - you never noticed and I don't think anyone but Mom and Dad knew. Dad stayed my lover throughout my pregnancy. We were careful that you and Jeremy wouldn't find out. It was only later that I learned Mom and Jeremy had a thing going, too... " She paused.

"Wait," I said. "Jeremy wasn't quite ten yet - was he? How ... ?"

"They weren't fucking yet, no. But I caught them making out once and she tried to laugh it off, like it was no worse than spin-the-bottle. Jess, do you know about Amy?"

I told her I did. God, the things I'd been learning in the last 24 hours! Jeremy the father of my little sister! Allie impregnated by Dad! And me - carrying on like a cheap whore, even fucking a dog - and loving it! And I could hardly wait to do worse, if there were worse things to do with hands, cunt, mouth and asshole. I'd find out, or invent some, that was going to be for sure.

"Like I said, I didn't show much at all. I wore loose-fitting tops and stuff like that. Anyway, one night, seven months along, I started having terrible clenching pains in my womb. God, was I scared! It shouldn't have been happening yet! Mom called Dr. Reid, and Kerry told them to bring me to the hospital immediately, and she'd meet us there.

"Terrified, I got dressed - God, it was funny, Jess - I just HAD to wear my teddy! The thing was frayed and cum-stained, but in a way I felt like it still kept me tied to the eleven-year-old who wanted so much to be a grown-up woman. Well, here was that child-woman, on her way to deliver her Dad's baby!

"At the hospital, Kerry gave me a quick examination. he'd been my doctor throughout my pregnancy. Mom and Dad stopped taking me to Dr. Rockwell. They knew from experience that Kerry was 'understanding'.

"Well, Kerry decided I was too small to risk normal childbirth and said she'd have to do the C-section. All I heard was 'operation' and got even more scared. They calmed me down with some medication, and for the next many hours I didn't know what going on. Later I got the whole story.

"The C-section went well. I had a 36-ounce baby girl. No, Jess - don't ask. I never saw her. Mom and Dad had already arranged for her to go up for adoption. Dr. Reid insisted on it, or she wouldn't cooperate. And she did something else. She made me sterile."

"Oh, no! Allison - that's just ... wrong!"

"No, it turned out very right. I don't ever want a kid! And I don't have to worry who I fuck now, or how often. I'm free and loose," she laughed.

"Didn't you ever wonder - I mean, where she ended up? Who her parents are?"

"I know who her parents are, dummy - me and Dad."

"No,no, I mean where she is now?"

"Oh, I know where she is. She's called Becky now. She's at the Nelson's." Allison watched the stunned look that spread across my face, with curiosity and questioning. "Yes, the Nelson's where you're going to babysit tonight. And, dear sister, the other part of our bet I haven't told you about yet."

"Wait - I'm confused ... what bet?"

"The one I win when I get you to cum, oh - a few minutes from now. When I win, you're still going to go sit, but you're going to fuck Jimmy while you're there."

'Hmmmm,' I thought. Sounded good to me! I'd never met him, but hey - that was no longer a requirement for fuck partner for me. Not after the Initiation. And ESPECIALLY not after Buster.

"But, Allie, how am I supposed to get him to do that?"

"He'll be disappointed if you don't. I had him first about a month ago, and he's getting to be kind of a pest about it. He threatened to tell his dad about me 'abusing him' - do you believe the little shit? - if I didn't keep fucking and sucking him. And he's just gotten worse. I had to promise to fuck him AND his little buddies the next time." Allie stopped and looked at me with a hot, satisfied smirk. "You guessed it, Jess: Tonight's the 'next time'! I hope he won't be disappointed when you knock on the door!"

While she revealed all of the twists in her bet, I went from outraged to stunned to openly curious, and she could see it, I knew.

She laughed again. "Want to borrow my teddy? No, it's not the same old one, silly. And I'd strongly suggest you wear your diaphragm. You haven't had MY good fortune."

I looked at my sister with a blend of disgust and awe. I'd never hated or loved anyone as much as I loathed and loved her. And know what, Ava? I WANTED to do the Nelson's for her! I was going to lose that bet - and even if I won, I had her covered!

"Allie?"

"What? You wanna back out, don't you?" she said smugly.

"Well, don't think - Allie!" I said sharply.

"What, little sister?"

"Get down here this second and eat my pussy. I'm watching the clock. Make it good!"

(And Ava - did she ever! Thank God I lost that bet! But that's a story for tomorrow. Right now I have a taste for little girl furless pie - Are you surprised?)

"Allie?"

"What? You wanna back out, don't you?" she said smugly. "Well, don't think - "

"Allie!" I said sharply.

"What IS it, Jess?"

"There are some things I need to know about tonight. Answer me truthfully, ok?"

"What?"

"Do they have any - pets?"

She laughed. "Why you little dog fucker, you ... Just a two-year-old gorgeous collie. I think he's still human virgin. What do you have in mind, little sister?"

"Oh, nothing at all. I just like animals," I said disingenuously, then couldn't stop my laughter.

"Right! And what else?"

"What's the family situation? Mother? Father? Other kids?"

"Mr. Nelson's a widower. I think his wife died a year ago - some kind of accident, I don't really know. Jimmy's nine, like I said, and my little girl's four, going on five. That's it."

"Does Mr. Nelson know Amy's yours?"

"No. And he never will."

"Allison, how did you find out where your baby went?"

"From Kerry. Don't ask how I got it out of her. What else you want to pry into?" she asked impatiently. Allie mentioning Kerry got me thinking.

"Allie? Dr. Reid as much as ordered me not to fuck anyone until Tuesday, and I have only fucked Program kids. But - Jimmy - and the others - they can't be After-Schoolers. They're too young. I really don't - "

"Relax, Jess. I've been breaking the rules for years, and most of the other kids would admit they do too, if they were as honest as me. Some kids need to have the illusion that they're really responsible little fuckers, so they give lip-service to the rules. Shit, I service anybody I want whenever I want. I'm no fucking hypocrite, and I don't want you to be one, either. Family pride, I guess," she chuckled. "Just wear your diaphragm and it'll be cool. Your lovers tonight are too damn young to have been exposed to diseases. I know I didn't give 'em anything."

"You - you've fucked them all?"

"Only Jimmy, and at nine he'll be the oldest. He hasn't been able to cum all that long. and I seriously doubt his 'homies' are old enough to, either. Hard-ons - sure, why not? Jimmy swears he's just bringing me virgin 'husbands' tonight - only we're switching brides on him, right Sis?"

"Mmmmm - right!" Jesus, was I ever getting hot, Ava! "Well, that leaves just two things to cover."

"What else?" she asked with some frustration.

"Get down here this second and eat my pussy. I'm watching the clock. Make it good! And after that, why don't you see if Freddy's ready for a taste of you!"

(And Ava - did she ever bring me off! Thank God I lost that bet! Aw, hell - I'd have bribed her to let me go to the Nelson's tonight. And Freddy? Let's just say he gave satisfaction).

* * *

Allison walked me to the Nelson's that evening.

"Okay - I'll introduce you to Mr. Nelson, and let him know that you're taking my place tonight," Allie said. "He'll be fine with it."

"Where's he going?" I asked.

"Well, he'll say he's just going to watch ESPN at a bar with some guys, but I happen to know he's usually at the Motel 6 with Mrs. Friedmann and Judy, or one of the other kids. Why, Jess - you look surprised?"

Surprised was putting it mildly. Mrs. Friedmann was the wife of a professor at the college, and Judy was their youngest daughter, my own age. Mrs. Friedmann was kind of a frumpy woman - maybe 40 or 45, gray kinky hair, prominent Jewish nose, and tits the size of Ararat.

"That's what I said. The good professor's wife has a wild side."

"But why bring Judy," I asked.

"Why do you think, dope? Mr. Nelson's into three-ways, and it's a fact he'll only fuck Rebecca if she brings Judy along."

"Are you sure?" I asked doubtfully.

"Ask him if you want," she taunted.

I knew I wouldn't do that. I mean, I'd never met him and didn't know anything about him at all.

As we started up the walkway to the Nelson's door, Allie stopped me.

"OK, some things you need to know. Jimmy's an aggressive little shit in some ways. Thinks he's God's gift and all that. He's not bad for a kid, but still ... He might get kind of pushy about a hand job, like not even waiting till his dad's shut the door before he drops trou. Put him off for a while. A little bit of blue balls is good for him."

"Allie - what if he wants a blowjob?"

"Ahh, that's up to you, Jess. I haven't done him yet, myself."

"But you've fucked him, right?"

"After a fashion, sure, but I want him to have a little mystery going with me. Another thing - he may be just nine, but he's got the length of a young stud. Not thick, but fairly long."

I had no idea yet what 'fairly long' meant. I mean, I'd been thoroughly fucked last night and had handled Jeremy's prick, but what was long? What was average?

She went on, "About five or six inches - which, in a boy, is damn decent. Maybe it's genes - " Her voice trailed off.

"Are you saying ... ?"

"Nah, only guessing. I'd love to find out, though. See if it's a myth or not?"

"WHAT's a myth?"

Allie just gave a little smile. "What they say about Black guys." She batted her eyes like a whorish Southern belle.

"You don't mean I didn't tell you Mr. Nelson's Black? Oh, I am SO sorry. Yes, Bob's an assistant football coach at the college."

"'Bob'? Are you SURE you haven't ... "

"Not yet, anyway," she laughed. "And don't you go beating me to him!" she said, half-jokingly.

"I won't promise anything," I said smugly. "Anyway, you said he only likes more than one at a time."

"I said that's what he prefers, not what he has to have. Seriously, Jess - be cool about him, OK? Don't get in too deep too soon."

"What?! You tell me that? You, who's set me up to jack-off a bunch of minors? When did you get so moral?" I would have said more, but I suddenly realized she was serious, and that she wanted to get close to this older guy.

"Oh, do whatever you want, I don't care," Allie muttered, and pushed the doorbell. We heard lots of noisy voices behind the door, and a deeper voice saying, "That's enough, you guys. Allison's not going to put up with all your shit."

The door opened and there, backlit by the living room lamps, was the whistle-toting hunk I'd seen this morning at the practice field. He flipped the porch light on and then I could see him better, and he saw there were two of us there.

"Allison? Thanks for coming. And who's your friend?" He gave me a broad, white smile.

"Mr. Nelson, this is my sister, Jessica. I hope you don't mind, but something came up and I can't sit for Jimmy and Becky tonight. Jess is a great sitter, though. Everything will be fine with her."

Mr. Nelson looked me over, head to toes. Still staring at me, he said to Allie, "Something came up, huh? Nothing too big for you to handle, though?" I know I blushed, even if Allie didn't.

"Never too big for me, Mr. Nelson."

"Well," he said, still riveted on my face, "I guess if Jimmy ain't too big, you'll be fine."

I was dying to know if all this talk was as sexually loaded at it sounded, but I obviously couldn't ask.

Mr. Nelson turned his head and yelled. "Jimmy? Get over here!" Turning back to be he said, "I hope you don't mind that Jimmy's having a sleepover tonight? I'll be paying you extra, of course. Jimmy!"

A good-looking kid with a big smile came to the door. He saw Allison and his grin got even bigger. Then he noticed me, and his eyes grew puzzled.

"Jimmy, this is Jessica, Allison's sister. She'll be watching you tonight. I want you to listen to her just like you would to Allie, you hear?"

In a tight voice, Jimmy said, "Yes, sir."

"Good. Oh, excuse me - phone's ringing - come on in, ladies." Mr. Nelson turned and went through a doorway to catch the call.

"Allison - why you do this to me?" Jimmy whined. "You know what I wanted? And my homies, too ... Shit!" It was almost funny, hearing and watching this nine-year-old trying to be a domineering stud with my sister - the 'ball-breaker'!

"It's okay, Jimmy, really. Jess knows."

"She does?"

"Yes. And it's fine with her."

"Shee-it - she don't look any older than me. You a woman - she just a kid." His pose would have been annoying in anyone other than a fourth grader. As it was, I found myself charmed, and more than ready to play along.

"It is, Jimmy. How many 'homies' you have here tonight?" I asked, almost demurely.

"Four. Me and Willy, we both in ... same grade. Then there's Jermaine, Willy's little brother. Third grade, but a big kid." I stifled a laugh again, watching Jimmy playing the boy-of-the-world. "And Jamal. He's my cousin. Plays football at the college. He be coming by later," he said proudly.

"Well, Jimmy," I said coyly, "if Jamal's at college, why do you need a 14-year-old white chick to babysit you? Seems he could handle it."

"I don't want no hand-job from a boy," this boy blurted out, and all three of us laughed.

Mr. Nelson heard our laughter as he walked up and said, "Glad you're all getting along. Jess, everything'll be fine. I left my pager number by the phone, if you need anything. I expect I'll just be at Moe's watching football ... "

"Could you leave that number, too," I asked, setting an innocent little trap.

"Well, but I might not be there, either. No, pager's best. Jess, I just put Becky in bed. She'll likely sleep the night. I expect to be back by 1:00 or so. I'll drive you home then. Okay?"

"Sounds great, Mr. Nelson," Allison said. "I've gotta run, Jess. Catch you later."

"Hey, girl - can I give you a ride somewhere? Won't be no trouble."

"Gee, thanks, Mr. Nelson. Sure!" Allie answered.

"Where to?" Bob murmured. Allie hesitated,

"Well, I was going to meet some kids over on Main, near the Motel 6," Allie said, all wide-eyed innocence. Bob peered at her, and a smile broke across his jet-black face.

"That right? Well, I have some business right around there myself. Works out well - for us both, wouldn't you say? Let me grab my jacket - be right back."

I whispered to Allie, "What's all that about?"

"Oh, well I just happened to hear that Judy Friedmann's got the flu and ... "

"Right," I blurted, "but what about Mrs. Friedmann?"

"The lady's the one who called ME and told me about Judy. Seems she's heard nothing but good things about my - good nature, and not wanting to miss one inch of Bob, begged me to take her Judy's place," she laughed.

"When did you arrange all this," I demanded.

"Yesterday, while my kid sister was being initiated into the world of sexual bliss."

I thought a moment and asked, "Hey - what would you have done if you hadn't won that bet with me? You bitch," I laughed admiringly. "You had it all planned, didn't you?"

"Don't flatter yourself, Jess. I could have found another substitute sitter, easy."

"Yeah, but one willing to play-act whore to a bunch of Black boys?"

"ESPECIALLY a bunch of Black boys." She laughed, then gestured me to be quiet.

Bob returned with his jacket and said, "You think you can handle it? I mean, a bunch of rowdy young bloods like these?"

They didn't seem especially rowdy to me. Jimmy was still standing, nervously shifting his feet behind his dad, while the other two boys, Willy and Jermaine, sat on the couch, looking a little nervous, like wallflowers at a grade school dance.

I took them both in, and actually was a little turned on by my assessment. Willy, the othernine-year-old, was big for his age it seemed to me; about two inches taller than Jimmy and more filled-out. He was a beautiful caramel color, with, crazily enough for such a little kid, a shaved head. He would catch my eye briefly, then look away sullenly, like I was a treat dangled before him that would only be taken away.

Jermaine - well, I couldn't quite figure out why he'd been invited to a children's jerk-orgy. I mean, isn't eight a bit young? Had his balls even dropped yet? He had to be clueless, I thought - my chief misconception of the evening, as it turned out. He met my eye and held it, smiled at me and (the nervy little boy) licked his lips and winked at me! But damn, was he cute! If Willy was caramel, Jermaine was Cadbury's semi-sweet chocolate, and I always did have a huge sweet tooth!

Jimmy, Willy and Jermaine - with Jamal yet to come. I thought about Bob's question: Could I handle these rowdies? Remember, I wasn't yet the whore I am today. I was learning fast, for sure, and loving the studies, but I didn't know much yet about the psychology of sluthood. I mean, I was sure I could give and get all the physical pleasure I wanted, but it was only slowly dawning on me that there's a mind-game side to sex that, if understood, only makes the ecstasy greater. I'd find out more about that before the night was over.

"Sure, Mr. Nelson. They'll be no problem. I'll check on Amy in a few minutes. Have fun at your - sports thing. Allie, see you at home later? OK, now," I said, turning to the boys, "time to get ready for bed!"

"Whaaat?! We gets to stay up till ten - you said so, Dad!" Jimmy was confused and mad.

"That's right, Jess, I said this was a special night for the boys," inserted Bob. "But that don't mean you guys can't get ready now, hear?" Bob and Allie said their goodnights and turned to leave. With muted grumbling, all three trooped off to get ready.

When I'd turned, Bob and Allie were already half-way down the walkway. I noticed Bob had his arm around Allie, in what he maybe hoped would be taken as a protective, fatherly gesture. When he dropped his big hand to her ass, it did kind of spoil the effect. Then they disappeared into his Camaro and were gone.

The boys were still off somewhere in the house and I decided to first check on Amy. I didn't know where her room was - no one had given me a tour of the layout, so I just started going room to room.

I passed one door, behind which I could hear the boys goofing around, and tried the next one. It was dark and empty - probably Bob's room. I went to the next closed door and opened it. A dim nightlight illuminated the room, and on a small bed I spotted a lump under some covers. I went to the bedside and sat down carefully, not wanting to wake the child. I was burning with curiosity to see my 'sister'.

I pulled the covers back gently and gasped: She was almost as Black as her dad! What the fuck!? No way - if she were Allie's and Dad's, she'd be White - almost pale white, as both were very fair complected. It hit me with depressing suddenness that Allie lied - or did she? Maybe she was just having another sick joke at my expense - or was Allie disturbed? And how would I ask her? SHOULD I even ask?

Lost in these awful ruminations, I heard a yell from nearby.

"Jess? We ready for you! Come out and play, bitch!"

It was Jimmy, still playing the Player for his friends. It pissed me off, that he was taking so much for granted. I'd have to show his Black ass up - but then I paused. No, it might be better to play games with him. I hadn't resolved yet just how far I was going to go with this whole scene with the Black boys, but I knew that I'd go with the flow - and that I would control the flow.

I slipped out of Amy's room and went looking for the kids. I found them sitting in the living room, all of them only in boxer shorts, Jimmy looking like the smug ring-leader, Willy still shy, with a throw pillow on his lap, and Jermaine still smirking his little stud's smile.

"Jimmy, not so loud! You could have woken Amy, you know, and I don't need that kind of grief," I protested.

"Oh? What kind of grief DO you need?" he asked, his hand on the bulge in his shorts.

"A screaming baby, that's what. Little boys I can handle," I challenged.

"Let's see if you can handle THIS," he smirked, juggled his bulge.

It was time to set some rules here.

"Jimmy - come with me. We need to - talk." I left a challenge in my voice. "Where can we go, hmmm?"

"My room - upstairs. Let's go, ho." I took him by the hand, and let him lead me to his room. Oh, I didn't mention I was wearing only a t-shirt and a short skirt, with no underwear. I'd ecided against Allie's offer of a teddie. Still, I was transparently slutty enough in my garb.

We went into his candlelit room and I shut the door behind us.

"OK, Jimmy. What the fuck's the deal here?" Jimmy was taken aback by my challenge, his player pose shaky now.

"Allie - your sister - said she'd - she'd FUCK me tonight."

"That's not what she told me, boy," I spat back.

"She did! And my homies, too!"

"Jimmy - cut the street shit with me, okay? I didn't agree to any of this, got it?"

"But - you gotta ... "

"I don't have to do SHIT, understand? Now, what did you tell Willy and Jermaine was going to happen? Tell me!"

He stammered, "That they'd get a fine time with a White chick. I didn't promise 'em nothin' specific."

"Good. So tell me - those two look up to you, right?"

"Yeah."

"And if nothing happens, you'll look real bad to 'em, right?"

He hung his head for an answer.

"I know you've had you dick in my sister - it's all right, I know. Just how experienced are you? Don't lie now, boy."

"She - your sister's my first."

"Jimmy - you like Allie?"

"Yeah - she real nice to me."

"You like me, too, Jimmy?" I hooked my thumbs in the waist of my skirt and tugged them down and inch or two.

"Oooo, sure - you plenty sweet, too," he gulped.

"Wanna see my pussy?" I cooed.

"Yeah!"

"In a minute, baby. First, tell me about Willy and Jermaine. They as big a man-of-the-world as you, hmmm?"

Jimmy was so hot he completely missed my irony. "Willy? Nah, he ain't done nothing. He just shy as shit. I invited him, just kind of a mercy, you know? Thinking Allie'd be good for the kid." This from a kid himself!

"And Jermaine?" I asked, lowering my waist band to within a cunt hair's width of my snatch.

"Keep goin'," he growled, reaching for my waist.

"Hands off, boy," I said, taking a step back. "Only when I say. Now, Jermaine - what's he got?" Jimmy stopped but kept his eyes on my crotch.

"Jermaine? Man, I don't know WHAT to believe 'bout him. Listen to him, you'd believe he's a real stud. Claims he got a seven-inch dick and he's used it plenty."

"You believe him?"

"Just ain't sure. Talks a good game - Allie?," he asked, sounding like a kid who knows he's not going to get that cookie. "What you doin'? Ain't you - "

"Don't worry, Jimmy," I said. "I'm not going to make you look bad. But here's the deal: I'm only going to be with one of you at a time - no gang shit, understand? And I'm not promising what I'll do with each of you - but you can brag about whatever you want, OK? For instance, I am NOT going to fuck you." The kid looked crushed. "But, short of fucking, I'm yours, baby - "

He looked so relieved, and horny as hell at the same time. I let him finish stripping me, then let him kiss me. Jimmy was a decent kisser - big, soft Black lips that just melted around mine. Damn, I was getting hot despite my warnings to him.

"Slow down, slow, Jimmy," I managed to gasp. "Let me see your dick - Honey, you're my first nigger stud and I want to see what a Black man's made of - Ooooh, nice, baby." And it was, too. Dark and fresh - no foreskin. I stroked him, making note of the veins and the lighter colored cock head, the slightly gaping slit with ooze already coming out. I just HAD to lick it off.

While I was examining him, he massaged my tits. My nipples grew hard, and I had to show him how to pinch and tweak them. When he got it right, I groaned, and gave his cock a wet kiss, while cupping his nuts and rubbing them. He was standing in front of me while I sat on the edge of the bed. Jimmy grabbed my head and started jerking me forward to take in more of his black prong, but I spit it out.

"No! We do this my way!"

Chastised, he let me go, and I resumed my ministrations to his cock. Damn, he was tasty! I lost my head then and took him deeper into my mouth - a mistake. I was still too green to read the signs, and suddenly my mouth was filling with his salty-sweet semen. It was over too fast - I was just getting warm, for Chrissakes! I don't know how much jizz he shot into my mouth, but I was swallowing frantically, not wanting to get his scum all over me - not this early anyway. When the last mouthful was down, I spoke roughly to him.

"Fuck, Jimmy! Don't you have any self-control? Shit! You're supposed to please me, too, not just yourself! Damn!"

Jimmy almost had tears in his eyes; I'd shamed him, I guess. I felt sorry for him then, and hugged him around the waist.

"Oh, don't worry, baby - you'll do better next time. You've got a sweet cock, Jimmy. Really."

'Really?' his eyes asked.

"Sure do. Now, go out to your friends and tell 'em I said so - Just don't say you fucked me, right? Don't say much of anything. I don't know what I'll with each of them, so don't give them any ideas, OK?"

"Sure - what you said."

Jimmy paused. "See you again? Later?" he implored.

"We'll see. Now get, and send in Willy."

He left, and I had a few minutes to ponder Life So Far, as I put it to myself. Here I was, fourteen years and a day. Two days ago I was a fresh kid, not bad looking - a little thin for my age; lower-case "a" tits. Perky little ass, blond. Having a hard time picturing me? I wasn't always 30 pounds overweight like now - thank God a lot of it went to my tits. "D" is such a better letter than "a", except maybe on a quiz. And I'm really better with auburn hair, at least for now.

Whatever. Like I was saying, from a petite virgin to a gangbanged, dog-fucking slut in just over a day - not bad, not bad at all. And now my first Black dick! Oh, I really wanted to fuck Jimmy, but held off 'cause I wanted to take advantage of this sweet situation to find out more about cock.

A light knock on the door broke into my musings. "Come in, Willy," I cooed.

He shyly entered and stayed near the door.

"It's okay, honey, I won't bite - unless that's what you want, hmmm?"

I'd decided already that I'd take a motherly approach with Willy, try to draw him out of his shyness. Nobody much used the term 'low self-esteem' 15 years ago, but that's what Willy had a case of. Being a little big for his age must have left him feeling awkward, most especially around girls, I imagined. Well, I'd baby him into feeling better about himself.

"Come over to the bed, baby. Sit by mama - that's right." I'd put my t-shirt back on before he arrived, but I was still pussy-naked.

"Would you like to kiss me, hmmm?" His eyes said 'yes' but he made no move. It was really sweet, and I really did want to mother him - like my mom mothered Jeremy!

I cuddled by him and kissed his cheek.

"Now - that wasn't so bad, was it?" He shook his head. "Want another?" Again a head shake, and I startled the poor kid by planting a big wet full-of-tongue kiss on him. I'd closed my eyes, but I'd bet anything his flew open!

Willy quickly got into the kissing. I took his hand and pushed it under my shirt. He was catching on fast, as he massaged my tits and nipples. 'Damn', I thought, 'he must have done this before!' It turned out it wasn't shyness that was Willy's problem. I found that out when I reached into his shorts and clutch his prick. Oh honey - no nine-year-old should have such a cock! It had to be seven inches and thick! My God! (Willy told me later that he was embarrassed by it. He thought he was a freak! Oh, mamma - The world should be FULL of such freaks!)

"Baby, ohhhh, baby baby - what have you been hiding? You prick is gorgeous - and so are you!"

I wanted him to feel pride in more than his hugeness - guess I'm just an old social worker at heart!

"Willy - what do you want me to do for you . . just ask it, honey."

I'd have done anything - anything at all in that moment. I felt such a tenderness for Willy, and raging lust for his willie.

"Ummm - could you just - kind of keep rubbin' me?" he asked.

"COULD I? For you and him, sure - just lay back, babe."

It was sweet. I stroked him with one hand, then two, pausing every so often to kiss his smooth crown.

And then it was over fast, much too fast. He shot a big puddle onto his stomach and chest, and I couldn't resist streaking it with my fingers, like I was back in fourth grade with him, finger-painting. As a bonus, I licked him clean, taking care to nibble his nipples as I did so. Willy was still breathing heavily, and I whispered to him, "Willy? You ever need a babysitter at your place, just call me, hear?"

Willy smiled broadly, stood up, and started to leave the room.

"Willy? Better put your shorts back on. We don't want Jimmy and Jermaine to get all green and black with envy, now do we?"

Willy laughed, and just said, "I'll send Jermaine up." I knew I didn't have to tell this close-mouthed sweetheart not to tell too much about what we'd done.

Next Jermaine, the cocky little prick sauntered into the room. He didn't even look at me. Instead, he looked around like he was window shopping, or critiquing the furnishings. I knew this encounter would be a LOT different from the first two.

"Like what you've done with the room," he mused, then laughed in a high, tenor voice.

"I'm so glad you do, sir," I replied.

I decided right then that I'd fantasize with Jermaine, play the classic 'Black cock whore' to his pimp. I didn't know much about that stuff at the time, but later I could look back and see he was already imagining himself as a street heavy. I knew I'd stop it just short of full fucking, though. I mean, I was the woman here, right? Damn, I was fourteen, with six years on him. A little playtime, that's all. Or so I thought.

"That'll be $100 for a blowjob, $200 to fuck my White pussy, or $300 for both. What'll it be, baby?"

"Sheeit, girl. I don't pay for pussy! Ho's pays me!" I almost had to laugh out loud. He was really getting into the part! "Or, should I say, they pays my ho's and THEY pays me."

I couldn't stop the laughter then. "Oh, bullshit, boy - what do you think you - "

My words were stopped by a slap to my face!

"I'm too much man for your sorry White ass, that's what, cunt!" His fierce eyes engaged mine.

"Now, just a fucking minute, boy - "

"Lose that 'boy' shit right now, bitch! Understand?"

I had to take control of the situation, I knew that, or it could lead in directions I didn't want - or did I? What harm could come of it, if I played this out to the end? I STILL wasn't going to fuck him, but everything short of that? Could be fun, and Jermaine was showing real talent in the role. I timidly replied, "Yes, sir."

"That's better, bitch. I don't take shit from any ho. Just ask Tonya, or Shawaan, bitches'll tell ya!"

"Yes, sir."

"You wanna be one of my girls? Huh?"

I liked where this was going, this whore recruitment scene. Like I say, he was good, and I was enjoying it, too. And, I must admit, getting horny as shit after a so-so blow job and a frustratingly short hand job. Maybe let him lick my pussy?

"Yes - I'd love that - sir."

"Gotta see if you qualified, woman - Stand up - let me see you."

I was still naked from the time with Willy. Standing, I realized I was half a head taller than Jermaine, though we probably weighed about the same.

"Tits ain't much, but they's freaks who'll pay for that ... Open your mouth!" I thought he was going to count my teeth, like he was buying a horse or something. "Good cave ... How you at blow jobs, bitch?"

Ah, I thought, so this is what he wants tonight. Fair enough - I could use the practice.

"I give great head, sir."

"We'll see about that later," he mused.

Was I wrong? What did he want?

"Now your pussy. Lay down - spread that snatch, bitch - use your fingers - that's it."

I did as I was told, a little more confused, a little more frustrated, All the sexual tension had been building in me with the first two boys, and now here I was with a pimp-wannabe, being sized up like a hunk of meat - and damned if I didn't love it! I was still half treating it like a skit, the White slut ingénue to Jermaine's cock-master.

"Mmmmm - maybe just a taste," and he ran his tongue into my damp slit.

"Unnnnggghhhh," I moaned. Christ, he was GOOD! Of course, I'd only had Ashley to compare him to, last night when she tongue-cleaned my swampy vagina. His tongue flicked hard on my clit and I screamed with delight. Then he slithered a finger inside me and I melted into orgasm; a second finger pierced me, and my spray must have about drowned him. Yup - as Allie guessed, I was definitely a squirter. I felt his fingers digging deliciously into my pussy, rummaging around, keeping me in shrieking cums, over and over. I thought he was talking to me, but I couldn't understand a thing - I was too far gone to hear, thrashing my head side to side on the mattress.

Suddenly, my pussy was alone. It felt empty without him, and I furiously fingered myself to keep the high going. I felt the mattress sink a little as this eight-year-old play-pimp nestled himself between my legs.

Ava, I couldn't have stopped him - didn't WANT to stop him. Even looking back on all that happened after - nope, I had to get fucked! That's not all of it: I had to have HIM!

I had just a second of regret as his prick slid into my oily shaft that I hadn't taken time to study his prick. God, it felt great, though - good sized, but not uncomfortable. I mean, he was just eight, after all! Of course there was Willy with his black boy-log - but I forgot about him right away, as Jermaine launched into a rhythm that was too great for words. He jabbed slow, then fast; shallow, then deep; piercing me from different angles, hitting what I later learned was my g-spot. He had me screaming and cumming, but he never stopped driving deeply into me. Unlike my first two Black lovers, Jermaine knew how to get my steam up, but not cum too soon. I loved him for that!

After what had to have been 30 minutes of magical fucking, I was wearing out. My ass was scratched from the harshly textured cover on the bed; my pussy was sore, too, and I was drained of my lubricant, making my pussy raw.

I pushed his shoulders. "No more! God, stop now, I can't fuck anymore!"

"What's the matter, bitch? Wore out? Any ho of mine gots to go more than that. Shee-it. Well, I suppose I better breed you now. Throw your ass up at me a few more times - that's it," he grunted.

I couldn't believe it - he was still playing his part! Well, I figured I might as well see it through. The sweet boy deserved it, for all the thrills he'd given me. I clamped my legs around his waist and urged him on, getting into my part. 'Breed me'? If that was his fantasy, I was happy to take part. After all, I did have my diaphragm in, playing it safe, even though I wasn't positive I hadn't let this babysitting night get out of my control. Anyway, eight-year-olds can't cum anyway - can they? Shit - both Jimmy and Willy had spurted and they were only a year older - no, it's not possible -

Christ, those thoughts relaxed me, and the relief just put me more into the game.

"That's right, honey - fuck me, fuck me - fill my White cunt with your cum - shoot it deep baby, oh give me everything, I'm your slut, your filthy White whore - Ohhhh, FUCK! Cum in my pussy, baby - NOW!"

Jermaine's face above mine looked angry, twisted. His loins hammered mine and I knew I'd be bruised badly. He must have been pounding me 100 strokes a minute, mercilessly, frantically. His eyes got wide and he froze into my depths.

OH MY GOD! The 'little boy' COULD cum! Fuck!! I could tell he was filling me to overflowing with his semen, his Black seed. I swear I could feel the reverberations of his sperm shots, and, exhausted and fucked-out, I could only groan, and take his weight fully on top of me, his magic Black dick still embedded in my vagina.

After many minutes I grew uncomfortable and rolled him over - taking care not to dismount, wanting the connection to continue, go on forever.

I was nuts with lust, Ava. I'd just had the fuck of my short life, one I'd use as the benchmark for a long time to come. And how could I NOT have half fallen for this Black man-child, this sly actor, this wonderful lover.

Jermaine smiled and said, "I do believe you be a good addition to my stable, girl." I laughed and hugged him close, and squeezed his planted pole with my pussy muscles. "Don't do that," he said, "unless you ready to go again."

"Oh, you sweet boy - not yet. Let me cum down a little," I laughed.

"What did I tell you about that 'boy' shit, bitch!" he snarled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby. I just got into the role so far, I didn't - "

"WHAT fuckin' role. I'm serious as death, cunt!"

Damn - he was!

"But Jermaine - all that crap about your 'ho's' - Tonya was it?"

"Yeah - and Shawaan. Tonya my sister. She just six. Only good for givin' blowjobs out behind the video store. Savin' her cherry for a big spender some day."

"Riiight," I drawled. "And what's Shawaan's specialty?"

"Mom'll do any shit I tell's her. Lots of bucks in lily-white old Grinnel for an octoroon submissive."

"You're great, Jermaine!. What a fucking imagination!"

He laughed then, and so did I. Finally, the game was over.

"You had me going again, Jermaine. Hery, c'mon - ready to 'breed your White whore' again?"

"Whatcha think?" He jabbed me with his still hard, still impaled Black baby-maker.

"Oh," he said. "You oughta put this someplace safe and clean. You be needin' it when you work your ass for me," and he held up my diaphragm! I was shocked speechless, too stunned to stop his now insistent up-thrusts into my unprotected womb. "Told you you're my breeding bitch ... "

God help me, Ava, but at that insane moment, my womb wide open and throbbing, that's exactly what I craved - even the strong risk was not too high a price to pay for another fuck like the one he'd just thrown me.

"Ugnnhhh - bitch! You fertile now? You want my Black pickaninny bastard, don't you? DON'T YOU!?"

"Yesssss! Yesss, oh fuck, YESSSS! Give me your Black bastard baby! Knock me up, PLEEEEASE!" and after only a dozen or so intense strokes of his prick, a jet of seed flew to my cervix, Black sperm seeking White egg, and my orgasm put me over into a blackout.

(Ava: Mom - did - were you - ?

Jess: No, honey - not that night. Not for a while. See, I was terrified - not of being pregnant, but of the power a goddamn EIGHT-year-old was having over me. I vowed that if I wasn't pregnant after that first night, I'd have to avoid Jermaine for a long, long time, or - God, I'd give in to him again and again until he DID breed me, and I wanted at least a little time to get farther into my whorishness without a pregnancy slowing me down. Because I knew that even if I wasn't destined to be one of Dr. Reid's breeders, I'd never give away a baby - especially his.

Ava: And did you stop - seeing Jermaine?

Jess: For a while I did. And he didn't come looking for me. Christ, Ava - he was a boy - and the most irresistible man I've ever known. No, he waited, knowing I'd be back. And we got together, over and over. It took a lot of tears and love-making - we'd gone way beyond just fucking, WAY beyond.

Honey, I have only two regrets about my love affair with my boy. That when he died, Brad was too young to remember him ... and that you weren't born yet!)

Jermaine dad was in many ways a cold-hearted little bastard. He never once said he loved me, although he knew I'd have done anything to hear those words. And I did do anything he asked; but that was later. I did stick to my vow to not see him after that night at Jimmy's, at least for as long as I could stand it.

But that night, after he'd fucked me a third time, we did talk awhile. He let me know he still wanted to pimp for me, but I hesitated. I know I said I'd have done anything for him, but I wasn't ready to be a common pay-for-play whore - at least not yet. I was romantic enough to still put a high value on love, and I couldn't, in my heart, accept that the love of my life would sell me to other men. I turned him down flat.

"You be back," he said smugly.

"Don't be so sure," I said, knowing I couldn't possibly stay away forever.

"It don't worry me. Take your time. I'll find you when you ready. You can't go long without this," he laughed, giving me a sharp jab with his insatiable cock, now (did I forget to mention?) lodged in my ass. He was right.

"But hey, girl - you gots some of them wild oats to sow, don't ya? I don't WANT a bitch who don't give herself to me wholesale. So, Jess, I be seeing you."

He popped his cock out of my butt, stood up, and smiled down at me, curled on the bed in a puddle of our mutual cum. I'd never felt so alone before. "Only thing is," he frowned, "you can hand your cunt out as much as you want, but the womb's mine, understand?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, pretty sure I knew the answer.

"Fuck your White whore's brains out, don't matter to me. But, if you ain't sproutin' my Black child in you yet, you going to be someday." He picked up the diaphragm he'd pulled from me before the first fuck. "You be wearing this ALL the time. It only comes out for Jermaine, got it? When you ready, you come crawlin', and when you do, I want to see this in your hand, not your pussy. Right now, get this fucker back in you. Keep my cum bottled up. And keep other fuckers' shit OUT of my womb!"

I didn't have to think long. "Yes, baby. Whatever you say."

He startled me then with his tenderness.

"Uh uh, not what I say. You has to want it deep in your heart and soul, baby. Only when you ready to surrender. I don't want your sorry White ass till then."

Ava, we'd been together in the candlelit room maybe a half an hour, and I wasn't at all the same girl who'd entered it. Something had been added, nothing taken away. I ill intended to experience everything a slut could - yet here I was - in love! I would give my cunt, mouth and ass to anybody and everybody - yet my soul and womb were his alone. I'd become as filthy a tramp as Grinnel had ever seen, but I would love this boy the rest of my days, and bear his children.

There was a whining at the bedroom door.

"Damn it, Jermaine - you had enough time with her! Me 'n Willy wants our seconds! You comin' outta there?"

God, I'd forgotten all about the other kids. But I wanted only to be with my man-child.

"Send him away," I whispered to Jermaine.

"Be right out, man," Jermaine called to the door. "Bitch be yours! Give me a minute."

"Don't - don't go yet, please?" I begged.

"Gots to. Hey - you kept me longer than I meant to be."

Did that mean - ? Shit, Ava, I was like a love-struck kid, listening and hoping for any signs of affection.

"Jess - Jimmy 'n Willy are my men. They really just kids. You be doing them a mercy by showin' 'em a fine time, hear me?"

"But, baby - "

"You love me, right?" he smirked.

"Yes - yes, I love you, Jermaine."

"Then do what I say. You three get it on - keeps that rubber of yours in though, hear me? Your womb is MINE."

"Oh, don't go yet - we have - so much we should talk about, like - "

"We said it all. Simple rules: You go be a whore until you ready to be my bitch. When you ready to breed, come see me." And then he left.

I bought his rules completely. He knew me better than it seemed I knew myself. I'd be back. But right now, I knew I wanted to be just what he'd ordered me to be - a total round-heels.

The door to the bedroom opened again. I'd expected to see a black, back-lit shadow, but not three of them! The forms moved into the room and surrounded the bed. Three? Was Jermaine going to join in what was shaping up to be my first Black gangbang? But one of the three shapes was huge, and I found myself hoping it was Bob Nelson, back from his tryst with Allie and Mrs. Friedmann!

"Jess? This 's my cousin, Jamal."

Jamal stepped forward, bowed and shook my hand.

"Very pleased to make your acquaintance, Jessica."

I was mesmerized by his eyes, his smile, and by his gentlemanly manner. Despite my sexual exertions of the night, I felt a flutter in my abdomen as I thought - as I fucking well KNEW - that Jamal would be fucking me tonight. Yes, he'd be FUCKing me, pure, dirty and simply. Jermaine was my only lover.

"Pleased to meet you, too." Damn. I almost said "sir". An easy mistake: Though I'd be fucked by lots of guys in the last two days, none of them were MEN, like this hunk in front of me.

"Jimmy? Why don't you and your friend Willy leave me and Jessica alone for a bit, to get to know each other better?"

"Aww, Jamal," Jimmy whined, but at a sharp glace from Jamal, he and Willy sadly dragged themselves away.

When Jamal turned back to me, I noticed he was wearing a sweat outfit. "Grinnel Football" was stenciled on the front.

He saw me looking at his chest and laughed, "Here - let me take this off. Give you a better look," and he pulled the thick cotton garment over his head. He had a beautiful build. I'd have guessed he was a running back or wide receiver, not bulky like a tackle; built, like they say, for speed.

"May I?" he asked, a long black finger lightly tracing the contours of my pussy lips. By way of answer, I spread my legs wide until my lips opened slightly for him. "Hmmm - I'd say you've been having fun before I got here," he laughed. "Did you take on all three of them?"

I couldn't speak with the tremoring in my cunt, but shook my head 'no'.

He laughed, a deep joyful sound, and slipped at finger into my snatch. "Jessica, you're pretty new to this, aren't you?"

As he examined my vaginal cavern, I again shook my head 'yes'.

"I can tell. What are you? Fifteen? Sixteen?"

"Unghhhh - four- fourteen, sir."

"Oooie, fourteen! And I'm no 'sir', Miss Jessica. Just plain old 'Jamal'. Tell me, Jessica - are you freelance or are you one of those Program girls?"

"How - what do you know about that?"

"Shit, girl, you don't think you kids have a secret society, do you? Hell, the football team's been on to the Program for years. You ought to see our video collection sometime. Damn near professional, lots of it. Titles, credits, all that shit."

He paused and smiled slyly. "Your mama's name Beatrice? Or just plain 'Bea'?"

"How - how did you - oh, no - you don't mean - ?"

"Your mama could have been a star - maybe not Hollywood, but out in the Valley anyways. Yes, the guys made one of THE great films with your mama."

"Wait - nobody had video equipment worth anything back then," I protested.

Jamal laughed. "Jess, this film is hot off the camera, no more than two weeks ago. Girl," he said more seriously, "Bea's got a lot of pride in you. Thinks you're something special. Strongly recommended you, in fact."

"For what?"

"Why you think I'm here? Think I normally hang with little boys? Shit - I'm here as a talent scout - a recruiter, just like uncle Bob recruited me for old Fightin' Grinnel," he laughed.

"After your mama fucked me and my boys, she wanted more, you see? And, as good a piece of ass as she is, we got coy. Said only if she could make it interesting for us. That woman's pussy was so on fire she'd have done anything. That's when she mentioned you. Said you were still cherry, but after your birthday, you'd be prime stuff for us.

"Some of my boys wanted to rush the date and bang your cherry loose, but most of us took a little mercy and told her, sure - we could wait. Even so, with young stuff like you, somebody needs to check it out. Your mama could have been lying, saying anything for another reaming.

"So - here's ace scout Jamal, checking on your mama's veracity. And," he said, pushing his black finger deeper into my sodden pussy, "I'm a little troubled. For YOU, Jess."

"Why? Why for me?"

"Just don't think your pussy's ready for pulling Black train."

He slipped his finger out and shook his head. Ava, what a confusion he'd put me in! Here I was, freshly fallen in love with an eight-year-old, burning to bear his child some day; cunt soaked with his seed - and then to hear, almost matter-of-factly, that my mom had virtually promised me to a pack of Black college studs; and most of all, to be feeling the empty agony in my pussy.

And wait - what was that shit about not being ready!

"Try me, Jamal. Come on, baby - I want it," I mewled.

"What you want, girl?"

"Your big Black cock, that's what - fuck me, Jamal, just fuck your little whore, that's right, that's what I want, your beautiful big prick, gimme - " and I reached out and clasped the bulge in his sweat pants, and - oh, SHIT! I thought, in the dimness, that I had grabbed his ARM! I couldn't clench my fist around the shaft! My hand pulled away, like I'd stuck it into a fire!

Jamal laughed, stood up, and skinned his sweatpants off.

"Surprised, child?" he laughed, clutching his prick at the base, and still a good six or seven inches of fuck-pole were showing. "You've just been fucking boys, Jess. Got a little cocky, I'll bet. Like you could take on anything."

I thought of Jermaine, and how even his seven inches had stretched and impressed me. But Jermaine was at least four inches shorter than Jamal, and a hell of a lot smaller in girth. As I took these mental measurements, I got scared, thinking of trying to take it in - and scared that I WOULDN'T try!

"You don't have to, Jess," he assured me, stroking my hair.

You must be kidding! I thought. How could I NOT try?

"Oh, YES I do," I murmured. I flopped on to my back and held my legs wide open. "Fuck me, please?"

"Happy to oblige," he said, and got between my thighs.

"I'm gonna take it easy, Jess. There's good pain AND bad pain." I felt a log nudging at my pussy lips. "Just gonna get the head in at first - relax."

He moved forward and a wrenching pain, worse than Jeremy ripping my hymen, racked my lower half.

"Shit NO! You're ripping me, STOP!"

"Easy, easy - I'll hold still till you relax a little - Hell of a lot easier than giving birth - just think about that, easy now, hold your breath - " and he pushed another inch of his mighty Black club into my screaming cunt.

I must have passed out for a moment, and it was a mercy I did, because when I could make sense of where I was again, I heard Jamal's seductive voice saying, "Good girl - that's three inches - "

THREE INCHES!? It felt like his LEG was inside me - but the worst of the pain was gone now, like I'd moved beyond agony, and the most sinful rut was on me. I started squirming under him, trying to maneuver more of his marvelous prick inside me.

"More - MORE, Jamal - gotta - " and more of his black mamba moved up into me.

"Four inches - you're doing great, baby. Now let's consolidate what we got." Up to now, all of his motions had been forward, INTO me, planting his root. But then he started the in-and-out motion, very slowly, in, out, in, out - and I moved to meet him. I could hear the squishing sound of my sodden pussy, like it was trying to chew his cock, and salivating all around it.

Shit, Ava, in truth I wasn't thinking one bit, except to know I was being mauled by a monster, and loving it. The only thing missing was MORE! But not for long.

"Six inches, baby - nice tight pussy - "

He bent down and kissed me, and I opened my mouth to him, and felt is tongue fucking my mouth in the same rhythm as his cock in my cunt.

It sounds so simple to say 'I came'. There's no words for the screaming madness I felt, the earthquake of a release, and Jamal used those lost moments to bury himself to the curlies in my raw vagina.

Jesus, Ava - I thought I was going to pass away from pain and pleasure, but with his deepest thrust, he saw something in my face, I guess, and immediately pulled out of me. The momentum of my cum kept rolling over me, and I've got to say that my relief at being empty was greater just then than the disappointment.

I felt a splash of something hot and sticky hit my little tits, and my chin. I was too much like a rag doll just then to avoid it - or to scoop it up and eat it! I was little more than a puddle myself! Minutes passed. How many, I can't say.

"Jessica? Hey, Jess?"

"Hmmmm?"

I scooped up some of his juicy seed from my chest and brought it to my lips and face, smearing it all over, then licked my fingers clean.

"You passed, baby. Ready to sign a contract?" That was about the funniest thing I thought I'd ever heard.

"Sure am," I laughed. "Who drafted me?"

He laughed, too. "The Grinnel Starting Niggers, and Black Cock Whore Studios - a football and film contract, baby."

"When's training camp?"

"How 'bout next Friday night? Just you, me and seven or eight of the biggest, nastiest Black dicks a White whore ever dreamed of."

"I'll sign!" I laughed. "And my screen test?"

"Two sluts with one stone - same time, same place," he smiled.

"Seriously, Jess - it's still up to you. Me and my men don't force anybody to do anything. You come, it's your choice. You don't, nothing'll happen. Okay with that?"

"MORE than okay. thank you, Jamal. You made that beautiful for me. Oh, what a fucking night it's been, God!"

"Girl, I don't think you're just talking about you and me here. What's been happening?"

Ava, I told him everything. I just trusted him, from the first. Maybe it was the gentle yet aggressive way he fucked me, then let me know I wasn't a slave. I ended up telling him about the Initiation - even Buster - but mostly about the intense situation with Jermaine. Hearing that, Jamal touched my shoulder, looking concerned.

"Jess, you be careful with that one."

"I know. I will. But why are you saying that?"

"'Cause I know him. Just can't figure him. Looks like a little kid, but has the smarts of a grown man. Dick of one, too, I hear." I assured him that was true. "But he's a user, Jess. I don't mean drugs. He uses women. Shit, I hear he pimps his little sister. It's a fact he pimps his mama. She don't bring it in like she used to. Smokes up all the profit, and has this nasty strain of clap, too." He brooded a minute. "Jess, he hasn't asked you - or has he?"

"Jamal, thanks for your, well, for wanting to warn me. No, I turned him down for whoring."

"Good. You're a sensible girl."

"WOMAN, Jamal, a woman. But God help me, Jamal - I love him!" I paused and looked down at my battered pubes. "And I've promised to bear his children."

"Awww, shit, Jess! Think about it. It ain't love - the little nigger's just got you bewitched."

"That he does," I said dreamily.

"I meant it. Word is that Jermaine's playing with evil forces."

"You mean voodoo?" I laughed.

"Don't talk about shit you ain't into! The Devil, Jess. Sold his immortal soul for a man-sized dick and power over pussy."

"I don't believe you. Superstitious bullshit!" Still ... where DID he get that cock? And he sure did have power. Damn, in half an hour he had me swearing to carry his bastard children!

"Jess - you don't know 'bout this shit. Believe me. Look, promise at least you won't go near Jermaine for a while - at least until your screen test, okay? Maybe we can show you what real Black magic is. What do you say?"

It was easy to agree. After all, I'd already vowed to stay away from him as long as I could, to get my head around this mysterious connection of ours, and shit - to have just the kind of experiences that Jamal was offering me with the football team.

"Good for you, baby. Look, I gotta run - wish I didn't". He kissed me sweetly.

"Why?" I didn't want him to go. For one thing, his dick would have to leave with him.

"Don't be getting jealous, girl, but I got another tryout scheduled - with Uncle Bob. Just called me on my cell 'fore I got her. Said he had a fine piece of White tail to evaluate. You understand, right?"

I howled with laughter. "I sure do! Do me a real favor, Jamal - brag me up to the 'new girl'. Tell her what a fine piece I am. And be sure to tell her my name!"

"Some kind of joke, Jess?"

"Just a little. Do it for me?"

"Sure will. And YOU are, too."

"Am what?"

"A fine piece of White tail. 'Night, Jess. Till Friday. Eight o'clock. Black Student Union."

"I'll be there, diaphragmed and raring to go!"

"Good girl. Bye."

The door hadn't shut for a minute before Jimmy and Willy stormed in again.

"Hey - it 'bout our turn yet?" Jimmy said petulantly.

"Sure is, honey, and I'm aching to fuck!"

"Yessss! Willy, get on out - "

"NO," I said. "You don't get it. Both of you. Now. Together."

"I - no, man, I don't wag my dick in front of no man - uh uh - ," protested Jimmy.

"How about you, Willy?" I asked the sweet boy sweetly.

"No problem."

"Well, Jimmy, seems we do have a problem. I'll only fuck you together, that's final."

I had an inspired idea. I wasn't, in fact, looking forward to balling either of them - not after the thrill of Jamal's tree trunk up my cooze. Nope, I was after another first. Yesss -

First I got Willy onto his back and mounted him facing his feet, cowgirl style.

(Ava: But, Mom, you'd already fucked more than one boy at a time. What was so new about this?

Jess: All I'll say is this: Imagine two pricks pumping you at the same time.

Ava: So?

Jess: And BOTH of them in your pussy!?

Ava: Ahhhh -

Jess: Ahhh-men!)

I didn't have any idea where I'd got the notion of stuffing my cunt with two cocks. Looking back, I think I was beyond thought at all: I just was centered in my nasty pussy's needs. I'd forgotten all about my resolve to stop with hand jobs for the boys, much less only being with one at a time. I was just on fire, the experience of more or less promising my soul to Jermaine, followed by the delicious recruitment by Jamal and agreeing to be gang fucked by the Black players - there was no depth I'd not sink to from now on, that's for sure.

Anyway, with Willy under my back, firmly stuck in my cunt, I felt empty enough (after the wonderful Jamal) that I ordered Jimmy to get his cock in me, and quick. The poor kid was in the first major conflict of his life. He wanted to fuck me something fierce, but the idea of having his dick rubbing another male's just tore him up - but I wasn't having any of it. I just needed more. I literally grabbed Jimmy by the balls and pulled his sorry ass towards me, until he lost his balance and fell on top of me. Willy let out a grunt, but didn't miss a thrust. I grabbed Jimmy's dick and put it where it belonged, and kissed the poor little kid so hard that his eyes actually crossed.

"That's it - fuck me HARDER - both of you - fuck your White whore - I'm your cheap little White bitch, ain't I Jimmy? Willy? Make your slut SCREAM!"

They did their best, and the novelty of the scene more than made up for their clumsiness. I yelled for them to cum in my slut pussy - thank God I'd put the diaphragm back in while I still had my head on me -

No, wait, I forgo to mention - it was Jermaine that made me put it in, yes, to hold in his sperm ... oh SHIT! If I was fertile right now, it would be all wrong ... I mean, I'd taken dozens of loads in my unprotected womb in the last 24 hours - if I WAS knocked up, I wouldn't be sure for nine months if it was Jermaine's child, he being the only Black sperm that swam in my uterus.

But all those thoughts came later. Right now, I was loving the reaming my two boys were giving me, screaming utter filth, cumming so hard now that I almost didn't hear the phone ringing on the extension on Jimmy's nightstand, by the phone.

"Oh, SHIT!," Jimmy moaned. "FUCK! I gotta - I gotta answer it - might be Dad - checking up - "

Poor boy didn't know whether to shit or go blind, but he just had to have my pussy! He managed to pick up the phone, and drop it, and pick it up again.

"H-hello?" The phone was close enough that I could hear a deep voice on the line, but couldn't make out what it was saying.

"Uh - yeah, we all right - unghhhh - No, nothin' - just bumped my foot - oh, Christ! - nothin', REALLY - yeah - oooooh - yeah, she here - hold on - " Jimmy held the phone to me, trembling in his hand. "Dad want you - " he whispered. "Just don't bust us!"

Trying to get my own breathing under control, I took the receiver.

"Hello, Mr. Nelson. How's your, your evening going?"

"Just fine, Jess, just fine - Boys treatin' you well?"

"Ooooh, yes! They're obeying me great!"

"Amy still asleep?"

"Last I looked - she - was - grrrrrrrr!"

"You all right girl? What's goin' on there?" he asked gruffly.

God help me, I couldn't think my way through the orgasm that was building and building. I just blurted out, "Oh, FUCK ME!!! -"

"Would if I were there, baby. Maybe - "

"ARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHH! I'm fucking CUMMMMMING!!" If my orgasm had been a brush fire, the simultaneous cumming of my boys was like gasoline splashed on it.

"HEY! Jessica - you fucking somebody? Better tell me, girl - what the fuck's going on?" Bob actually sounded more curious than pissed.

I was starting to ride my cum down now and, panting heavily, said, "Mr. Nelson - I won't lie to you. I've got - Willy's dick in me - a-and Jimmy's, too."

"They force you, girl? If they did I'm gonna come home right now and whip their sorry asses, I swear I'll - "

"No, it's okay, Mr. Nelson. It's all my fault. I was just - I as much as begged them to fuck me, honest."

"That straight? You wanted to?"

"Yess, oh yessss, and - I want MORE!"

There was a pause.

"Jermaine still there?"

"No," and the disappointment must have been obvious. "No, he had to - take care of something."

"Hmmmm - probably seein' if his mama was fucked up or just fucked over." Another pause. "He fuck you too, Jess?"

"God, yes!"

"Jess - listen to me - you keep away from that boy. He ain't NO good to anybody. Hear me?"

I told him I heard him, over and over, not wanting yet another warning about this Devil-possessed Black boy, my lover.

"Good. Jamal make it?" he asked, a little too casually.

"He came late and couldn't stay but a few minutes."

"Long enough though?" Bob was on to me, that's for sure.

"Yes - VERY long enough - excuse me a second, Mr. Nelson - Willy's getting crushed here - "

"I'm fine," Willy wheezed. "Don't - make me pull out - Wanna cum again - " Well, and so did I, as a matter of fact!

Shamelessly, I said in the mouthpiece, "Mr. Nelson? Is it okay if I hang up now? Willy wants to keep fucking and I've been on top so long the poor kids flattened out - "

Mr. Nelson laughed. "And what's my boy doin' - just watching?"

"No - not at all. He's still in my cunt, too - "

"You don't mean you DP'd 'em? Oooooie - Jess, you some piece of talent. Damn, I hope I can recover before I gets home - unless?" his voice trailed off.

"Your son's a sweetie, Mr. Nelson."

"Call me 'Bob', baby."

"Bob - and so's Willy, but - sorry, guys - I wouldn't mind a little Black man-meat about now."

"Baby - you're ON - if, like I say, your sister's left a drop in this nigger's nuts. No offense, girl, but - "

I laughed. "None taken, no sirree Bob. I'm just starting to appreciate her myself - Unghhhh!! - Bob? Willy's having his way with me again and - mmmrrrrfffffffff!"

"What? What you say?"

I spit Jimmy's hardening cock out of my mouth. I didn't mention that the sound of Bob's voice on the phone gave the kid a quick soft-off, which had begun hardening again as he realized from my conversation with his dad that he wasn't up shit creek. The impetuous boy seemed anxious for me to help finishing the hardening process and set me up for an involuntary blow job. Well, involuntary only because I like to finish my sentences.

"Sorry, Bob - Jimmy had to have something to do with his dick and, seeing me flapping my gums with you, well - "

"Say no more," and his deep laugh rumbled again. "Go back to your fun. I'll be there in fifteen minutes - gotta see a lady home to the faculty ghetto. All right if I drop your sister off first?"

"Wait - no - bring her with you. I've got a little something to prove to her. And Bob? If you've got a friend or two to bring along, well - " I let him imagine the rest of the sentence. No, I don't ALWAYS finish them on my own!

"Maybe - just wait and see - Let me talk to Jimmy a second. And YOU I'll be seein' soon, right?"

"Not soon enough - Bob. Hurry." I purred and handed the phone to Jimmy.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but was actually a bit distracted. Willy took it into his head to try something new. He hunched his hips up, then pushed my ass up and held me balanced, suspended above his hips.

"Willy? You're not thinking what I'm thinking - You ARE! Let me guide you, honey."

I grasped his black pole and pointed it straight up, then bent my knees, lowering my ass towards his prick. I was a little tense, but on further feeling, knew he was greasy enough with all the cum I had trapped in my cooze to be cool.

I kept lowering until I felt his hard cock pop open my asshole, which stretched, then tightened as, I guessed, it closed around his crown. Ava, there are times when sodomy is not only the greatest - it's the ONLY thing. Sure, I'd been butt fucked thoroughly yesterday at the Initiation, but it was all part of an overwhelming, confused set of pokings and pummelings. NOW I wanted to enjoy the ass pounding all by itself. With Willy pushing up and me down, I soon was able to look between my legs and see he was still only in up to the cap, and no amount of pushing got him any further. I was still too new to being a trash whore to know that this position just is too fucking difficult for a proper ass fuck.

Frustrated and losing the fine edge of my horniness, I just plain stood up and told Willy, "Fuck it - I quit." Poor boy was beside himself, but too gentlemanly to object.

Just about then, Jimmy was saying, "No - no way, Dad - we won't - Promise! See ya." He hung up.

"Was he mad?" Willy asked softly.

"Naw - well, sorta, maybe."

"What'd he say?"

Jimmy looked at me with wet sheep eyes. "He said we couldn't touch you again - at least not till he got home. That he'd know if we did and whip our asses."

"You think he would?"

"I KNOW he would," Jimmy said. "Shit, better get dressed and wait. Watch some TV, something ... "

"Jimmy? Did Bob say anything about ME not touching YOU?" I asked sweetly.

"What? Well, no - he didn't. What you thinkin', girl?" the little rooster asked.

"I was thinking that I'd spank your Black asses," I said with anger they thought was real, "for picking up the fucking phone before I'd cum!"

Their shock passed and they howled like crazy coons, thinking the game was back on. I put a stop to THAT one.

"NO! Not unless your dad tells me to fuck you. When he gets here, I'm going to be his White slave bitch. I'll obey his every wish, but unless he wishes for me to fuck his baby boy again, keep your dick put away. You too, Willy. Sorry, hon.

"Now excuse me while I go 'freshen up' for your dad."

Shit, I know I said I never needlessly fuck anybody over, Ava, but even now I don't think I was fucking with Jimmy and Willy. Hell, I'd given them both the first great fucks of their lives, but now it was time for a MAN for your mama. They weren't old enough to even think about being masters, even over a fourteen-year-old White tramp. A good lesson for them.

I spent the next ten minutes taking a quick shower, taking care to milk my love tunnel and wipe what excess cum from my pussy opening as I could. I wanted to be at least semi-fresh for Bob, and whatever else he'd bring. I gave my cunt a quick look over, and wasn't pleased with what I saw. I had very fine, downy hair back then, not enough to be any kind of anti-friction pillow for pounding cocks, and I was pretty chafed and red, from clit to bung hole.

I looked in the Nelson's medicine cabinet, hoping to find some lotion, but all there was was a half-jar of Vaseline. Sighing, I dipped two fingers and smoothing the cooling grease all over my saddle area, taking special pains and pleasure rubbing my clit.

It was funny, Ava - talk about being naïve - I didn't make myself cum, as badly as I wanted to, because I had this crazy idea that all women and men had "X" number of cums in them to last a life time, and I didn't want to use 'em up too fast! Good thing I was wrong, 'cause I'd have exhausted 'em LONG ago, with the life I've lived!

I decided to stay naked and wait for Bob to get there. I actually kind of hoped he'd bring Allie. I wanted her to see the competition, I suppose. Damned if I knew then what 'sibling rivalry' was, but I had a case of it, for sure.

I went back to Jimmy's room, thinking to tease then a little. I could see them through the open door, sitting on the edge of the bed, both of them with their dicks in hand. So they hadn't gone to watch TV as they'd said after all. But wait - there was a flickering light. I snuck a look in and saw they were glued to a screen - funny, I hadn't noticed a TV in the room - but then again, I WAS fairly distracted during my last stretch in there.

I walked boldly into the room, and the boys stopped in mid-stroke. I posed sexily for them.

"Whatcha watching, hmmmm? Better than this?" I teased, cupping a tit and massaging my pussy for them. Jimmy get beating his meat, though Willy stopped mid-stroke.

"Yeah, bitch - it is!" Jimmy spat.

"Watch your fucking mouth, boy, or - " I started.

"Look for yourself," Jimmy growled.

Ava - it was a copy of my Initiation tape! Fuck, I knew Kerry had seen it, but how did it get around so quickly!? And how many people had seen it?! Why the fuck did I ever let them film me!? Shit, my reputation - What was I thinking?

But then I had to laugh out loud, knowing that that WAS just the reputation I wanted!

"What you laughin' at?" Jimmy asked.

"You, Jimmy! Both of you, jerking off to a sex vid. Really, now - wouldn't you rather beat it while watching the live ME? Watch me rub my pussy for you? Wouldn't you?"

Damn straight, they would, and they knew it.

"Yeah - shit, yeah," and both increased their pounding speed.

"Wait!" I yelled. "I'll pose for you, I'll masturbate right along with you - but on one condition."

"What?" Jimmy challenged, his face twisted from his dick hammering.

"That you and Willy beat each other off."

"No fuckin' way!" Jimmy screamed. "Forget that homo shit, bitch."

"How about you, Willy? You scared of being a homo, little boy?"

A little smile broke out on my sweetie's face.

"You meant that? About babysitting me sometime?"

"Sure did, baby. ANYtime your folks ask. Just don't make it a slumber party, with your little homophobe friends."

Willy just nodded and stood up. He moved in front of Jimmy, who seemed to get even smaller in comparison to Willy than he actually was.

"Here - stroke my joint - no bullshit, Jimmy. You ain't gonna ruin my love-life - are you? He said with more menace than a nine-year-old should even know about. "Jerk me off - boy!"

Ah, what a sight, Ava. Jimmy did get into it, and jerked off Willy slick as hell. Willy returned the favor, and I gave them all the visual encouragement they needed. Actually, they got into farther than my sick mind could have imagined. Wow.

(Ava: What did they do - I mean, how far ...?

Jess: I'll just say this, three words: They both swallowed.)

After-School Program

by Trancender (trance_ender@hotmail.com), with thanks to

Madame Cecilia for the opening and inspiration

* * *

A mother remembers the first 36 hours of her Initiation into the world of debauchery. A tale of incest, young erotic love, pregnancy and depravity.

* * *

(Ava: Mom?

Jess: What, baby?

Ava: Will you tell me about the After School Program today? You've promised you would!

Jess: You're right, baby. After all, it's almost time for you to be enrolled - or 'initiated' as they call it. C'mon - snuggle a little closer - that's right, stroke Mom's pussy as I talk - it inspires me ... )

I was born here and have lived here all my life. As you know, it's a small town; an everyone-knows-everyone kind of place. The only thing that makes Grinnel unique for me is the “After-School Program”. Everyone knows about it. No one talks about it. No one really knows when it started. Most of our parents went; their parents too.

In order to go to the “After-School Program”, you first have to go through “Initiation”. In my day, every female in our town went through it when she turned 14. Every male went in when he turned 14 or when his oldest sister turned 14, whichever came first.

Here’s how my own “Initiation” went:

The After-School Program still meets at least once a week, I think, in whichever basement everyone ends up in. On my 14th birthday a meeting was planned for right after school at Ryan & Ashley’s house. Ryan was my brother’s best friend and his parents worked out of town so they wouldn’t be home until late. School got out early. It was written on the official schedule as teacher in-service but everyone knew what it was really for: My Initiation!

My brother, Jeremy, met me at my locker as soon as the bell rang. Even though he was only 16, he had been going to the After-School program for 3 years, ever since our sister Allison turned 14. “Come on Jess. You don’t want to be late for your Initiation.”

“I’m coming,” I whined but blushed when the double meaning hit home.

We really didn’t say anything on our way over to Ryan’s but the tension was thick in the air. Jeremy could hardly sit still. I could see a definite bulge in his jeans. When we got to Ryan’s there were at least a dozen cars in the drive.

“Looks like a good turn out,” Jeremy sighed. A boy’s reputation rested on the turn-out at his sister’s Initiation. If he was popular, everyone wanted to initiate his sister. I was pleased so many of Jeremy’s friends came to my Initiation.

As soon as we stepped inside Jeremy was ushered off to another room. I was taken to the middle of the game room. Several of the guys from the football team were sitting around. Ryan stepped up next to me and a silence fell over the room.

“Gentlemen, as you well know, we are here today to initiate Jeremy’s little sister, Jess.”

The room exploded in hoots and hollers. Some of the guys were making obscene gestures and saying nasty things but I knew I was not to pay any mind to them. Jeremy had chosen Ryan as my “guide” so I only paid attention to him. He would assure the best experience for me.

Turning to me he said, “Jess, do you come to us today of your own free will, and with no hesitation, to be initiated?”

“Yes,” I replied in a soft voice. I knew the gravity of the situation.

“And do you agree to participate and have your ceremony video-taped?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

Once the formalities were taken care of, girls were given a pill that was supposed to both relax you and make you hot at the same time, to help them relax and enjoy their first time.

“Present your tongue and receive your Initiation”. I opened my mouth and a small white pill was placed on my tongue. I was given a small paper cup of wine to help me swallow the drug. I sighed and closed my eyes.

Opening them again, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see Jeremy approaching. He was naked and his cock was jutting out in front of him like a sword. A fair enough comparison since he was there to slice through my cherry.

The reality of it all hit me then: I was about to join the After-School Program, the notorious teen sex club. A fair percentage of the girls in town were raised by their folks to be complete sluts. The sons of the families got the privilege of de-flowering their sisters before passing them off to anyone else who wanted them. In return, he got to fuck any of the other teenaged female members in town - boy members, too, if they swung both ways. At least once a week the boys would get together and collect whichever girls they could find and have a huge orgy.

Today was my turn to join the ranks. The drug seemed to be taking affect, as I felt my loins were burning. I saw Jeremy and knew I HAD to have him. I didn’t know why but I wanted to feel him inside of me. I opened my mouth but before I could say anything Jeremy stepped up, grabbed my hair and shoved his cock down my throat. I felt his fingers in my hair and opened my jaws wider to allow him better access to fuck my face. I knew that was what he was doing; slamming back and forth, deeper and deeper. It wasn't a sweet BJ he wanted, but a face-fuck. Later I would learn the reason he didn’t blow his load right then and there was the cock ring he had wrapped tight.

I opened my eyes when I felt the cock slip from my lips. I could see the camera preserving the moment but I didn’t care. I just wanted MORE. Jeremy looked down at me and winked. I felt his hand run down across my back as he stepped behind me. I had worn my cheerleader outfit like Jeremy had asked me to. I felt hands under my skirt. I felt cold metal against my skin as the scissors cut through my panties. They were snipped from me and thrown to the floor as my legs were spread. One of the guys close to my head held my face close to his thigh as I felt pressure against my moist cunt lips. I opened my mouth to cry out as I felt Jeremy’s cock slice through me but again found my face stuffed with cock. I sucked it deep as I was expected to and soon fell into a gyrating rhythm with Jeremy.

“Damn, man, your sister is quite the hot little piece of ass,” one of the guys said as I started swaying back and forth between Jeremy’s cock and the one in my mouth.

“Wait ‘til you feel this tight cunt,” I heard Jeremy moan. The rules of Initiation were clear. A boy got first dibs on all of his sister’s orifices. Once he had the pleasure of being there first, the hole was open to whoever wanted to use it. By the end of her Initiation, a girl will have been fucked over and over again, in EVERY hole she has.

“Come on, man. Don’t bogart it!” the same boy cried out.

“I’m moving. Just give me another minute. Ryan, are you getting this?”

“Every sloppy stroke. Damn, Jess is a natural.”

With just a couple more strokes, Jeremy pulled out of my cunt. If I hadn’t been on my third blow job, I would have protested. I was REALLY enjoying the ramming he was giving me but I had nothing to worry about. I would have more than my fill before the night was over. By the way, I had surprisingly little blood flow from losing my cherry, and not that much pain. Guess I was pretty ready for what would be my new life.

Someone from behind began rubbing something slippery between my ass cheeks. They rocked me side to side to spread it around and then my ass was spread wide. I felt the pressure and then, POP, my ass was no longer virgin. Once Jeremy relinquished his place in my cunt the line formed. One after another the young men jockeyed for position between my tender thighs. Was it painful being double fucked over and over so soon after losing my cherry? Oh, baby, it sure was - but I couldn't have stopped myself from craving it all, even if could have stopped the boys. I could feel each and everyone explode inside me, one after the other. Jeremy kept slamming my ass hard as each of the guys pounded my cunt only seemed to take ten or twelve strokes before they blew their loads inside my now-reeking snatch.

“Come on Jeremy. You KNOW I like a nice tight ass. Give her over,” I recognized Ryan’s voice. He had been waiting for his ride in the saddle but his patience had worn thin. At his pleading, Jeremy backed out of my backdoor without having cum once yet.

I knew what was coming next. Even though I had sucked a half dozen cocks already, none of them had cum in my mouth. That honor was reserved for my brother. The room fell silent as Jeremy took his place before my mouth. He stepped up and I opened wide. I swallowed him deep just as Ryan cut loose the cock ring. Jeremy blew a huge load down my throat and I got every drop. As he pulled out the new camera man got a close-up of his cum running down my throat.

Once Jeremy stepped back, the anarchy of the Initiation rules took over and I was under full attack. I had cocks coming and going from every angle. I thrust one way as another came at me from the opposite. I was in heaven servicing all of Jeremy’s friends. I couldn’t get enough. Even when the last one dropped from exhaustion, I wanted more.

“Please, Jeremy? You can fuck me again, please? I want more. I want to be the best slut ever,” I boasted.

Ryan looked at Jeremy and said, “You know, there’s only one cock she hasn’t had.”

“Please!! Please Jeremy - Ryan, let me have more!!”

Jeremy shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t you even want to know who it is?”

“I don’t care!! I just want to fuck him!”

“You heard her. Bring Buster in. Jess, get down on all fours and close your eyes.” I did as he told me, and spread my knees wide for a doggy-style fucking. Boy - if I'd only known.

I squealed when I felt Buster’s tongue slide across my swollen pussy lips. I tried to turn my head to catch a glimpse of Buster but another cock slid between my lips. I felt a large weight press down on my back and the damndest noises coming from behind me, but I blanked all that out as I felt the head of Buster’s cock against my cum-dripping cunt as the hard cock in front slid down my throat. It was all I could do not to scream as Buster’s cock split me in two. It was a good thing I had my face stuffed with cock or the neighbors might have gotten an earful. Buster got a few pussy ripping strokes in before the cock in my mouth exploded and I was finally released to turn and see who was assaulting my pussy.

I didn’t know what to think when I got a look at Buster. He was a mid-sized Great Dane! Jeremy came close to my ear and whispered, “You can stop if you want. No one has ever fucked Buster before.”

“NO!! DON’T STOP!” I screamed. “I LOVE the feel of his huge cock ripping me apart!”

“That’s my little sister,” he said, pride coloring his words.

“Man you HAVE got to see this,” I heard from behind me.

“What is it?” Jeremy asked as he stepped behind me.

“Look at all that cum sliding out of your sister’s snatch as Buster fucks her. What a waste.”

Jeremy hollered at Ryan. “Hey bud where is your sister?”

“Upstairs, playing with some of her girlfriends.”

“When was the last time you fucked her?”

“Not since yesterday.”

“Why didn’t you fuck her this morning?”

“We were late for school. She blew me off on the way in.”

“Well let’s go get her. She needs to be here.”

While I stayed downstairs fucking Buster for the enjoyment of the other guys, Jeremy and Ryan went upstairs to get Ashley.

* * *

("Mom? All this happened, like, twenty years ago, right?"

"Actually fifteen, Ava, but it feels like yesterday." I looked into my eleven-year-old daughter's beautiful bronze face with the incongruous blue eyes, like mine. She was gorgeous, with auburn hair leaning toward black, and breasts protruding no more than an inch, but with puffy nipples the size of ripe raspberries. I knew that because they were right before my eyes. Yes, we were lying naked together, as we always are when I tell her stories about my past, and now about the After School Program. I wanted her to know everything, because she was only a few weeks away from her birthday, and since my day, the matriculation age had been lowered to twelve.

"Let me tell you what happened after my Initiation. Then, if you're good ... "

"You'll finger me to sleep?" she pleaded with excitement.

"We'll see," I said, knowing I wouldn't miss it for anything - and hoping by that time that her brother wouldn't be too deeply asleep to welcome a goodnight fuck from Mom.

"Here's what happened ... ")

* * *

Later that night, after the incredible Initiation orgy, Jeremy and I lay together in my bed, his

beautiful cock buried to the balls in my tender pussy. I finally understood that old saying, "it hurts so good!" I didn't care how much I ached: I knew my need for dick would always be more powerful than any pain I'd feel, and that a little pain would always be an added treat.

"Oh, Jeremy, fill me up again ... I want your cum so bad!" I moaned, but he stopped my talk with a kiss, to keep the whole house from hearing me in heat.

He broke the kiss and lay still on top of me. "Don't stop ... don't ever stop fucking me," I moaned.

"Jess, we gotta talk." I clenched my pussy on his rigid cock. "I mean it, Sis. You got so caught up in fucking everybody this afternoon that we couldn't finish telling you all the rules and precautions we gotta take in the Program. Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, yessss - just don't pull out - ok?"

"Ok. Here's the deal - you can fuck anybody you want, as long as they're in the Program. Got it?"

"Sure - but what if I just get horny and nobody's around?"

"Jess, just get to a phone and call one of the kids. There's dozens of us ready to fuck a friend, any time."

"But why? I mean, why so strict?"

"STDs, Jess."

"What? What's that?"

"Christ, Sis, have you been sleeping through Sex Ed class in school? Sexually Transmitted Diseases - clap, syph, herpes, AIDS. Remember that now?"

"Oh shit, Jeremy - I had so many cocks in me today ... what if one of them got me ... sick!? Pull out of me NOW, Jeremy - I'm scared!"

He just laughed at me. "That's why we keep it all in the Program. All of us are safe."

"How do you know that?" I asked, worried that he hadn't pulled out of me, but secretly thrilled that he hadn't.

"Because, stupid, we keep our fucking only in the Program - I told you that. And once a month, every member visits Dr. Reid to get screened and cleared. That's one of the rules for you now, too."

I thought for a minute and said, "Well, how do you know new members aren't full of disease, too? Like me? How do you know?"

"Cause big brothers and sisters have kept an eye out for kids like you. We know you're mostly all virgins when you get initiated."

I said teasingly, "How do you know I was, smarty," giving his prick a pussy squeeze. He gave me a nice jab in response.

"Hey, even if I didn't know, I knew it today, when I popped your cherry - actually all three of them."

"Huh?"

"Your pussy AND your mouth AND your ass. You were cherry all the way, Jess. And now, just shut up Sis - I'm getting close ... oooooh"

Just before I lost my mind to my orgasm (yes, you silly girl - I came the first time I was fucked, and I've squirted every time since!), I pushed his shoulders and said, "Oh, fuck, Jeremy - I could get pregnant! I could BE pregnant already! STOP!!"

But it was too late. Jeremy froze, deep inside me, and blew another sweet load of sperm into my stretched, slightly sore and sloppy cunt. I don't mind telling you it took me over the top and I shook with an earthquake of an orgasm.

When we'd both calmed down, Jeremy said, "Damn, Jess - I had no idea you'd turn out to be such a natural slut. We've gotta work on your blowjobs a little, but Christ - you're amazing."

I was flattered, and (dear God) more than a little in love with my sixteen-year-old brother! I said, with not a little jealousy, "Better than Ashley?" but before he could reply, I remembered what had scared me.

"Jeremy - what about me getting pregnant?!", and as I asked that I had an evil wish that I could have my brother's baby - but remembered that if I was knocked up now, it could have been any one of about 15 guys who did it, and that scared me again.

Jeremy was quiet for a minute. "You're right, Jess, this was pretty risky today. When was your period?"

"How do you know ... " I started.

"I know you've been a woman for six months, baby." I loved that he called me that.

"Well, I'm due for one any day now. Am I ... safe?" He laughed again.

"Jess, you're as safe as possible - if you'd been listening in Sex Ed you'd know that."

"But - I know I'm NEVER going to stop fucking now - not even for a day. What ... what do the other girls do?"

"Dr. Reid'll handle it. I'll take you there tomorrow. You'll get fitted for a diaphragm, like Ashley and all the others. It's cheaper and more discrete than the pill. Almost as safe, too. And you'll get your first pussy checkup then, too."

"Wow. How come this doctor is so helpful?"

"The doc gets certain - side benefits from it all."

"Like what?"

"Plenty of pussy, for one thing. And cocks, too."

"You mean he's - what is it, bi- something?"

"Bi-sexual. Yes, she is."

"SHE?!"

"Yup. A real pussy and cock hound. I can't lie, Sis: She ain't beautiful and she ain't young, but we couldn't have a Program without her, so it's worth doing anything she wants. She's even helped out when there's been an accident."

"What, like car crashes or ... "

"No, pregnancies. There have been a few. She does the scraping and nobody's hurt."

All this news was overwhelming. I wasn't sure what I'd gotten into - not that I had any notion of baching out of the the Program.

Jeremy sensed my unease and said, "Look, Sis - all we want is to fuck everything we can, human or animal, right?" I remembered Buster's huge dog dick in my cunt and shivered with delight. I knew I'd try that again, and wondered what it would be like to suck him off. "All these health rules are to keep us safe, so we CAN fuck non-stop. It's a small price."

Jeremy was right. I'd do anything to not lose my new-found slut's life. "Ok, bro," I cooed. "Take me to the good doctor tomorrow. But tonight, you've gotta fuck me again. Hmmmm?" I squeezed his flaccid dick in my right hand.

"Jess, you've about drained me. In the morning, ok?"

I wasn't about to let it go that easily. "Hey, you said I needed work on my blowjobs. Let me do some homework, huh?" and before he could answer, I was between his legs, munching on his dick, laving the purplish mushroom cap with my tongue. "Is that better?" I coyly asked. I had already somehow sensed that I was destined to be the best cocksucker in the Program, if not in all of Grinnel.

"Ooooh, yeah, that's the way. But I mean it, Jess, I'm drained dry. If you could get this hard again, sure I'd ... WOW!"

And let me tell you, he sure did!

The next morning, after the fuck he'd promised me, your uncle took me to see Dr. Reid.

("Uncle Jeremy," Ava cooed. "It's funny to think of him as an uncle now. I mean, he was your first lover, Mom."

"And in many ways the best. "He really took care of me - in EVERY way, baby. Just like Brad will do for you in a few weeks." I knew her brother was a great lover. I really loved my boy, in every possible way. I'd trained him well, not just as my stud, but to get him ready to be for Ava everything Jeremy had been for me. Brad was insatiable, I knew, but had a bit of a cruel streak in him, too - one that worked for me, but I was a little worried about how he would be for Ava. She was still very innocent, and part of my telling her my whore's life story was to get her ready for the real world.)

Dr. Kerry Reid had an office in the dark, kind of dusty floor above the hardware store downtown. To tell the truth, I hadn't even known there was a Dr. Reid in town before now. Later Jeremy told

me that she'd gotten wealthy when younger and didn't care if she made a lot more money. Her patients were largely members of the Program, but I didn't know that then.

The doctor didn't have a receptionist or a nurse. When we got there, Jeremy told me to just go in. The doctor was expecting me.

"Can't you come with me?" I pleaded.

"Nope. Doc always wants to see new sluts alone the first time."

("I was getting used to him calling me a slut and a whore. I mean, that's what I was now, right? And it's a reputation I've earned and am very proud of. And you will be too, baby." Ava nodded her head and squirmed under the rubbing I was giving her clit. She always wants to please, I thought. She'll be a grand skag.)

"Anyway, I went in the office and there was Dr. Reid sitting behind an old oak desk, in a white lab coat. She was old - well, at least what a fourteen-year-old would think of as old. Maybe 50 or 55. She had iron gray hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her eyes were red-rimmed and watery blue with major bags under them. She had on heavy, crimson lipstick and was playing with something that looked like a pink baton.

"You're Jess?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am - Doctor Reid."

"I'm told you're a new member of the After School Program."

"Yes, ma'am."

"I like a polite girl. You know why you're here?"

"Um, for a checkup? And some - birth control?"

"That too," she said mysteriously. "Get undressed, Jess, and hop up on the desk."

"Desk?" I thought. Shouldn't there be an examining table or something? I hesitated.

"Come, come - do you think I've never seen a naked whore before? Little girl, I've been the caregiver for the Program for almost thirty years. I know the shape of your daddy's dick and the depth of your mommy's pussy, so don't get shy with me. You hear?" she said sharply.

"Yes ma'am," I said and I hurried out of my clothes - just a t-shirt and shorts and sandals - no underwear, which she noticed with satisfaction.

"All the better to get naked in a hurry," she said, "when duty or the nasty football team calls for you. Jess," she said snidely. "I take it as a serious duty to do all I can to protect teen sluts like you from the worst that men have to offer - diseases and unwanted babies. I long ago realized that most of you tramps will never say no to a drooling dick on a hunk of man, and very few of you think with anything other than your cunts. So your precious Program has to be managed like it was a porn movie studio - any diseases in the company can hurt everyone, and shut down everyone's pleasures. The occasional pregnancy isn't as big a deal. I can take care of that right here. But I'm responsible for doing what you're all too horny to think of for yourselves. Now," getting down to business, "pee in this cup for me - yes, right here, you silly slut - that's it - mmmmm, nice - golden showers."

I handed her the cup of amber, warm fluid.

"Now, which arm do you want me to poke?"

"What for?"

"Blood tests, bitch. How else are we to know if you're free of disease? And we'll want to do a pregnancy test - not that I think there much chance of you being knocked up. Your sweet brother told me on the phone this morning about your periods. So we'll just do a quick home-test kind of check on that." She drew the blood into three small tubes, sealed them and put them in a zip bag.

"Thanks, ma'am. Is that all?" I asked.

"My dear little whore, what do you think? I need to fit you with a diaphragm and give you a quick gyno-examine. Lay back now and spread your legs." She laughed to herself. "I think this is probably the last time in your life that anyone, especially a man, will ever have to tell you that. Your legs are going to be open like a reflex all your life."

(And she was right, Ava. I've never said 'no' - well, a few times, that I'll tell you about another time.)

I spread my legs wide and the doctor spread my pussy lips with latex gloved fingers.

"My God, girl, your pussy smells like a whorehouse after the fleet's come in," she muttered with distaste. "Haven't you learned about personal hygiene? How many load of cum did you take at the Initiation?"

"I didn't count, ma'am."

"I doubted that you did. God, you're bruised and chafed red. How many boys fucked you?"

"Fifteen, maybe. Sixteen with Jeremy. And some blow jobs."

"Well, I didn't smell the blow jobs. At least you had the grace to brush your teeth. How many times did you fuck each of them?"

"Twice with most, and once - " I bit off the next words.

"Yes? You were going to say?" she trailed off.

"Nothing."

"Hmmmm." She bent back to studying my pelvic area, front and back. "And a few times up the ass, if I'm not mistaken?"

"Yes."

In what for her passed for a motherly voice, she asked, "Did you like it anal?"

"Oh, yes! Especially when Jeremy was in my butt and, I don't know who all was reaming my pussy. Jesus, and then Ryan's dick in my throat - " I almost swooned at the memory.

"And tell me, was that even better than - 'Buster'? Was that his name?" she smirked.

"How - how did - ?"

"Ryan brought me a copy of the tape from last night. It's part of my fee for services to the Program. So tell me, you liked the mastiff mauling your almost-virgin box?"

"Yes - yes, I really did."

"You'd do it again, willingly? For me?"

"Yes I'd fuck a - what did you say?"

"'For me', bitch. I have a small place in the country between here and Newton. Just myself and a few animals - domestic, mostly, but a lovely stud horse, swine and some goats. Even a few snakes."

Dr. Reid saw I was shivering, but even I didn't know if it was from fear or excitement at her not-so-veiled suggestion.

"But that can wait," she went on, "until we're better friends. For today, we'll finish with the diaphragm fitting and some odds and ends. First though, let me sanitize your snatch a bit." And to my surprise, she pushed her face between my legs and began licking, lapping and tongue-reaming my pussy, even sucking my asshole trying to extract any lingering cum from my brown chute. Once I got over the shock, I was swept away with passion, moaning and rotating my ass on the desk.

Finally - I just couldn't help it, never could - I ejaculated a huge stream of cum on the doctor's face, which - I could hardly believe it - made her howl like a bitch in heat and she tried to get all the stream into her mouth. After the final spurt, she closed her lips and brought her face to mine and kissed me, oozing my own cum back into my throat! And I loved it! The taste of me and all my men from last night rushed across my taste buds - rank, nasty, and absolutely wonderful.

("Mom! Make me cum now, please Mom! I just know I'll - I'll gush - please!" Ava cried out as my mouth replaced my finger in loving her pussy - and just in time, too, as her delicious fluids geysered into my waiting mouth. I just had to swallow a little - so fucking good! - but the rest I saved for the snowball kiss I gave my sweet eleven-year-old.

We broke the kiss and just held each other until our breathing calmed. "Mommy? Can we do that again?"

"Silly - of course … but let me finish my story of the doctor first. Actually there's not much more to tell. She had a great time - so did I - in fitting the diaphragm. She gave me spermicidal jelly to go with it, but of course she said I'd always be in too much of a hurry to fuck and would forget to use it. She was right, too." )

"Just don't ever forget to put in the trampoline," she cautioned. "Though I must say you'd look darling knocked up. And," she confided, "boys just love the idea of fucking a pregger." She got serious again then and said, "just don't forget to put it in, right? I can scrape you if you get caught, but a day may come when you want to have children - God knows why - and a few too many D and Cs could prevent that. I give all the boys rubbers, too, but it's like shoveling snowballs into hell for all the good it does. Did any of your lovers last night use a safe? It didn't look like it on the video."

She was right - it was bareback all the way. I started to get scared again, but before I could say anything the doctor went on.

"I'll have the test results back by Tuesday. Don't worry, child. Everything I know tells me you're starting your filthy life fresh," she smirked. "And don't be fucking anyone until I get the results, you hear me? Unless it's with a rubber, got me?" she almost snarled.

I couldn't help but notice she had a wet shiny ring around her mouth, and I knew where THAT had come from. I must have been a brazen slut already, 'cause you know what I did? I went over to her, pulled her faced to mine and French kissed her, then ran a hand under her lab coat and found she was naked! I felt her large, heavily drooping tits and moved my fingers to her pussy - God, I'd never felt anything so goopy, like a swamp. She was gasping and moaning around my tongue, shrieking, 'Don't stop! Jam me you bitch! Fist my nasty pussy!' and I did, after pushing her onto the floor so I could get a good angle. I didn't stop until I was up to my wrist in her soupy cave, and I shadow-boxed her box until she begged me to either kill her or stop.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the pink thing she'd been toying with when I came in and realized it was a replica of a dick - a nice one too, about ten inches. I grabbed it and pushed it into her mouth. God, how she slobbered all over it!

I told her, 'That's enough, bitch,' and grabbed it from her, only to unholster my fist and jam the toy up her ass. I had a plan.

I did stop then as she'd been screaming for me to do - but only long enough to take my greasy mitt and shove it up her ass where the dildo had been! Boy, she screamed so loud that Jeremy came running into the room to see what was wrong.

"Get your pants off, bro," I ordered him. I think the doc needs to eat some cock, but you fucking better not cum!" His amazement passed quickly, and he was soon sitting on her face, feeding his gorgeous six inches into her maw. She gobbled his prick like she would die it she didn't swallow all of him.

"That's enough for now, Jeremy. I think the doc needs to mop and wax your asshole," I told him. "And I want more of your dick later, remember?"

And yes, he lowered his brown puckered hole to her lips and I watched as she made a tube of her tongue and worked it up his shitter.

Honey, we left Dr. Kerry Reid in a puddle on the floor of her office, stretched and defiled. I don't know where all my filthy ideas came from. I guess I learned that morning for sure that there was just a trash whore inside me who'd been waiting all its life to emerge.

Just before your uncle and I left her there, I kissed the doc tenderly and said I guessed I'd paid her bill in full. She seemed to agree."

(Ava was wide-eyed at the story, and I was panting heavily, too - part from the memory, and part from the fingering my baby girl was giving my cunt.

"Baby - so good! You wanted to do that again? Where we swap cum?"

"Yes, oh yes Mom!"

"Okay - this time suck MY pussy and we'll see who's the champion cum-slut for tonight!"

I think I won. But at that point, neither my baby nor me was keeping score.

Ava: That was wonderful, Mom. You taste so good!

Jess: Mmmmm, baby, not as sweet and fresh as you. Honey - there's something you'll have to decide soon after you join the A.S.C. Not right away, but we've got to start thinking about it. It will change your whole life if you choose differently than I did.

Ava: What will I have to choose?

Jess: Let me work up to it baby, by telling you more about my first days in the Program.

Ava: Ooooh, I love hearing about it.

Jess: Hush now, baby, and don't interrupt.)

After Jeremy and I left Dr. Reid sated on the floor of her office, we got on our bikes to ride home - I thought. My mind was so full of so many new sensations that I didn't pay attention to where we were riding. I'd been suddenly struck by something Kerry had said: That she knew the shape of my dad's cock, and how deep Mom's cunt was. That could only mean that they had both been in the Program - and I wondered if they still were! Was there an adult branch of the Program?

Before I knew it, we were peddling by the practice field at the college. Jeremy suddenly stopped and I almost ran into him.

"What did you stop for," I asked him. "I'm tired - I want to get home and rest a while."

"I just noticed they've started spring football practice. We're supposed to be pretty good this year. They've recruited a lot of big city guys, so we won't be a doormat anymore. Look, Jess."

I didn't notice anything special. Just a lot of big guys in pads and helmets and sweat outfits, stretching and working out.

Just then a whistle blew and I heard, "Okay, take ten!" It was the coach calling for a break. The men all relaxed and walked toward the table with the Gatorade urn, removing their helmets as they went.

Then I knew what Jeremy wanted me to see. Easily two-thirds of them were Black - a fairly overwhelming sight in our town, even with the college there. And, baby - to a man they were gorgeous! I'd never been much attracted to Black guys before. Oh, I was curious, I guess, but after the Initiation I found my hormones were totally unleashed, and now I looked at them a lot differently. Not that I was ready to jump any of them - I was still a little too shy, and intimidated by the idea. I mean, I'd heard stories about them - how domineering they were, how they made slaves of white chicks, how big their pricks were supposed to be. I though it was all a lot of crap, or mostly anyway. Boy, was I to learn differently!

"Jess, what do you think?" Jeremy asked slyly.

I gulped and tried to keep my composure. "Think about what?"

"You know. About those guys. Like 'em?"

"I don't know any of them - how am I supposed to say?"

"You're going to know them soon, Jess."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I said in a fake angry voice. I knew where this was going.

"Aw, nothing. Forget it. You are still just a kid."

"No, I'm not!" I realized quickly I did sound like a kid the way I said it.

"It was just an idea I had. Aw, shit, Jess - I'm sorry. I was thinking how exciting it would be for you to fuck a Black guy."

"And you'd like to watch, wouldn't you?" I laughed. I'd always had my brother's number.

"Yeah, I guess. But, hell, none of them are in the Program. It would just be too dangerous, and against the rules. Forget it, Jess. Damn, you've only been a woman now less than a day. Don't get ideas that are too big yet."

"Big Brother, I've got an idea of something big that you can help me with. It's been two hours since we fucked and I've got such an itch in my pussy. Let's go somewhere, hmmm?"

"Jess, I swear that pill hasn't worn off you yet, and it should have long ago."

"Oh, it has, I know it has. This is MY need now, Jeremy. And I need you real bad." I was rubbing my pussy back and forth on the bicycle seat. I was soaked through the crotch of my shorts since being with Dr. Reid. Jeremy looked at me with lust, awe and a little nervousness.

"Jess, I swear to God - I think you're one of the rare ones in the Program."

"What's that?"

"A genuine nymphomaniac. Lots of girls like sex - for sure all the boys do - but I think you're way beyond them all."

"I think you're right. I can't think about anything anymore except fucking and sucking. I don't think I'll ever be satisfied - Shit, I could fuck you right here." I looked around quickly. "Jeremy - how about in the trees over there - no one would see us. C'mon! I need it NOW."

Jeremy got angry. "NO! Not here, not now. Look, Jess, this town's got a good thing with the Program, but it could be ruined if we were too open about it. Only about a fourth of the town is in on it, and the rest of them would crucify us if we were caught. So many fucking bible-thumpers would go ape-shit, especially with all the teenagers fucking around, not to mention the incest. Like you and me. No, Jess, there's a lot I need to tell you about the rules of the Program. Rules that let us keep a good thing going. Don't fuck it up!"

I was really hurt by what he'd said, but I grudgingly understood.

"Okay. You're right. But promise me you'll fuck me soon, please!?"

He laughed. "I was planning on it, kid. And a few other things, too. But, c'mon - let's get home now."

We turned out bikes away from the field, but I couldn't help but notice a lot of Black faces turned towards us, watching us leave. I was a rebellious little bitch, I knew it, and thought about the old saying that rules were made to be broken. And I knew someday I'd break a big taboo with one or more of those dusky players.

(Ava: Did you, Mom!? Really?

Jess: Not that particular day, no - not technically anyhow. Not before midnight.)

When we got home, I saw a note stuck on the refrigerator. It was from Mom.

"Kids, your dad and I are on an overnight bike run to the Casino. We've taken Amy with us in the sidecar. Allison, remember your babysitting job at the Mr. Nelson's tonight. Jess, I hope you'll be around tomorrow night (Sunday) so we can have your birthday party. I hope you won't have partied TOO much before then : ). Jeremy, keep a loving eye on things. There's plenty of food. See you tomorrow afternoon. Love, Mom"

"Jeremy! It's perfect! Look!"

While Jeremy read the note, I remembered about Mom and Dad, and I guessed that her remark about too much partying meant she knew I'd either been initiated, or was going to be soon.

My brother yelled, "All Right!" when he'd finished reading and hugged me and planted a happy kiss on my laughing mouth. "Let's have a party tonight!"

"Yes! Who should we ask?"

"Look, I'll call Ryan and Ashley and tell them to spread the word. We'll only have 20 people or so - don't want it to get out of hand."

"I do," I laughed, squeezing his cock through his jeans.

"Wait, sis - no, no this won't work."

"WHY?" I was crushed.

"Because you've gotta wait to get your test results from Dr. Reid before you can start fucking a lot, that's why."

"But she SAID I looked clean," I whined.

"That's not enough, you heard her."

"But ... but she said if everyone used rubbers it would be okay," I pleaded.

"Jess - I don't know - lots of boys hate 'em and won't use 'em. Like me."

"You see!" I said triumphantly. "WE've been fucking, haven't we? So it must be all right!"

"Jess, it was pretty dumb of us to do that."

"But," I said, realizing I had him, "I got fucking so many times last night and NOBODY used a rubber and I was full of cum. How come the Program lets that happen at Initiations, huh?"

"Well, it's just a tradition, Jess - it's always been like that at Initiations. We just do it that way, that's all," but I could tell he'd heard my point.

"Hmmph - that's just because the Program must have started before HIV and it was a lot safer then."

"You've just proven my point! There IS AIDS today and we've got to be extra cautious. Nope, you wait for your tests so that everybody knows you're keeping the Program healthy."

"I still say the Initiation is dumb, then. I wish I hadn't done it."

Jeremy laughed, "Oh, SURE you don't! You were born to fuck, kid, and don't kid yourself."

That made me all the unhappier. Did he mean I couldn't get fucked for three more days?! Shit, Pandora's box and MY box had been opened and I couldn't go back, even if I'd wanted to - and I didn't.

"But," he went on, "I'm going to talk to some of the gang about what you said. Maybe we need to make it a rule that everybody sees Dr. Reid BEFORE the Initiations. God, when I think back - to Allison's - shit, Jess, I was just 13 then when I got to 'escort' her to her cumming-out party - I was taking a big risk then, too. But then," his voice trailed off.

"But then WHAT?" "Jess, I've got a big secret, and you've gotta tell me you'll never let it out. I mean it. There'd be huge trouble if it got out. Promise?"

"Jeremy, of course. You're my big brother - and my lover, too," I said.

"And Jess - God, it's strange, but I love you - more than as a sister."

"You do? Really? 'Cause I've always loved you like that, but thought it was wrong." I giggled a little, happy being in love, but there was something else, too. "I love you so much, Jeremy, that I want you to always fuck whoever you want, and for me to do the same, Okay?"

He laughed. "Sure, Jess. That's why we're in the Program. But listen - I've got to tell this to somebody."

I kissed him. "Trust me, lover."

"I do. Jess, when I took Allison to her Initiation, I wasn't a virgin. I didn't know about the Program - shit, I was just 12, seventh grade when - " His voice trailed off.

"When what, honey? It's no big deal. You'd have lost it to that bitch in a few more months anyway." I couldn't help saying that: Allison really was a pushy bitch. Beautiful, but dumb and full of herself. "I hope you lost your cherry to somebody more sensitive and loving."

"I did, Jess. I lost it to Mom. I fucked Mom, or should I say 'she fucked me.'"

I was stunned. My MOTHER? Fucked her son? My new lover?

"Jeremy, I ... "

"That's not all, Sis. Oh, God, nine months later - Amy was born."

My heart stopped. My baby sister? Sister?! Niece!!

"Mom caught me masturbating in bed one night and scared me. I was sure she'd kill me. But she just said I should go ahead and let her watch. I was going soft with the shock, but she sat down by me and stroked it herself. She told me she'd seen me before and just couldn't help herself tonight - she had to be with me. I didn't know what 'be with me' meant, but I soon found out.

"She stood up and took off her nightgown - Mom really has an amazing body, Jess. I know you know how big her tits are, but her pussy - plump and pink. I even thought her stretch marks were the hottest things I'd ever seen, and knowing she'd had three kids - and that I was one of them! - just made my cock rise like a post.

"'I knew you were big, baby, and now you're mine', she told me as she climbed on top and straddled me, and just dropped her hot pussy down until I was in her up to my nuts. I started humping her hard, like I'd heard it was supposed to be, but shit - it was the most natural thing ever. I was so close to blasting, and she knew it, too. She got out of the saddle and I was aching to cum, but I guessed she didn't want me to cum in her - or maybe she felt guilty and changed her mind. I was all hot and messed up.

"But to my surprise, she just said, 'Don't you dare cum yet, baby. Just a minute.' I saw her put her fingers into her cunt like she was looking for something. I thought she was just going to masturbate herself and maybe me too. But then she said, 'Ah, gotcha!' and pulled something white and rubbery from her snatch and dropped it on nightstand. With a big loving, lusty grin, she impaled herself again on me and said something like, 'oooo, this is against the rules, but ... oh fuck me, baby, hard! Give me your sweet seed, oh baby, jizz me, lover' and pummeled my cock with her hot pumping cunt.

"Jess, I was out of my head then. I didn't stop to think if we were being loud or if anyone could hear us. I just had to keep fucking Mom, and finally I felt a huge build-up inside and, damn, I must have shot five or six loads of cum in Mom. I know I had to have blacked out for a minute or two, because when I looked up, Mom was squatting by the side of the bed with her fingers in her cunt again. I must have looked dazed, because Mom said, 'I don't want to lose a drop, sweetheart.'

"What - what're you doing Mom?", I asked her.

"Baby, I'm putting my diaphragm back in my pussy. I want to hold in every drop of your beautiful cum," she smiled. "I want your baby, darling."

"Jess, shit - can you imagine? Here's I'd just been fucked for the first time, and I'm 12, and it's my fucking mother - and on top of that, she wants me to make her pregnant! Incredible."

"Jeremy - baby, didn't that really mess you up? How are you doing with it? Ohhh, my sweet guy - " I hugged him close, and I was crying.

"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm fine, really. Look, Sis - Mom's never really said if Amy is - our kid. I'm guessing she is, but Mom just won't say - if she's protecting all of us, well, it's a little late for that. But with time, I've learned to not let it get to me.

"After that night, Mom and I kept fucking every chance we got - and, oh God Jess - we still do, but not as much. You know - I just thought - I wonder if she's a little jealous of you."

"Of ME!? WHY!?"

"Oh, she told me she thought - well, that I was looking forward TOO much to taking you to your Initiation."

"Jeremy - you mean Mom KNEW?!"

"Sure. She told me all about the Program after - after we became lovers."

"Jeremy - if what you say is true, about Mom and you and me - what did she think about you fucking Allison?"

"Oh, she wasn't bothered at all. It was kind of funny what she said."

"What did she say?"

"'The bitch isn't good enough for you!"

* * *

(Jess: God, Ava, we must have laughed for an hour about that. And we still do whenever we're - together.

Ava: Wow, Mom. This is - almost too much.

Jess: My Precious, you ain't heard nothing yet. Wait till I tell you about the Breeder's Auxiliary.

Ava: The ... ?

Jess: Like I said, wait, Sweetheart. We've got a lot of ground and lessons to cover before your big night, and in the meantime, I think our pussies need a little quality time together, don't you?

Ava: Sure Mom, but ...

Jess: 'But'?

Ava: Nothing. I guess I can wait.

Jess: You're thinking about Brad, aren't you?

Ava: Ummm, yeah, I guess so.

Jess: Soon enough, my child, soon enough. And trust me - he'll be worth the wait! Ava, help me out here.

Ava: What do you need, Mom?

Jess: My hands are full of flour and I need to cut in the Crisco now. Could you grab it?

My bronze baby girl opened the cupboard and reached high for the can of shortening. Even though it was only on the bottom shelf, she is just a petite, luscious little thing and had to stretch to get it, and being on her tip-toes made her lovely little tits rise up. I should tell you we were generally always naked around the house when it was just the two of us. I didn't want Brad to see Ava naked too often, at least until he'd helped initiate her. A little frustration would be good for my sixteen-year-old fuck-fiend, and I was always more than happy to nurse him out of the blue-balls.

Jess: Thanks, honey.

Ava: What kind of pie are you making, Mom?

Jess: Lemon cream. My special recipe, the one you love. Stay and watch and I'll teach you how.

I showed her how to cut the Crisco into the flour and salt mixture, then roll it and form it into the pie shell.

Jess: It's got to bake now for about 20 minutes at 350. Oh, hell - I forgot to preheat the oven. Honey, could you? Thanks. Now, what will we do while we're waiting?

Ava: Tell me more stories about the Program, Mom. Please?

Jess: What do you want to know?

Ava: Just keep going from where you stopped last night.

Jess: Hmmmm. Where did I leave off?

Ava: Well, you and uncle Jeremy were going to have a party ... and you said something about an auxiliary or something?

Jess: Oh, right!

Ava: And before that you said - what was it? Oh, when you'd seen those Black guys and how you didn't break that rule, but that you broke a different one that night - something like that.

Jess: I see I'm a terrible storyteller. I've left too many holes. Ok, Ava, all will be answered today. Let's see - )

Jeremy and I didn't have the party that night, for a couple of reasons. Like I told you, we weren't really sure I should be banged by the gang again before those tests were back. I hated it, but I did kinda see the sense in it. I warned him he'd have to be all over me for the next few days - with a rubber on, of course! - and I wanted to blow him as often as I could, only as a serious student. Right! That little vow didn't last long, baby, as I'll tell you.

So, we were actually glad we'd be alone again. Oh, your uncle could have gone out and fucked any of the other little tramps in the Program, but he was still fascinated by breaking me in more. And like I said, we were just a little in love, too. Boy, was I dumb! Jeremy and I get along pretty good now, but I soon found out he did most of his 'thinking' with his dick.

We were about to walk hand-in-hand to my room and resume our explorations when the back door opened and in walked Allison. Did I tell you that Jeremy and I had stripped naked during our party planning? No? Well, we certainly were, and seeing Allison staring at us made me blush for sure, but only seemed to piss Jeremy off.

"What're YOU looking at?" he snarled at her.

"At two stupid love-birds, you prick."

I know I told you she was a bitch. Still, I was embarrassed, as much as the way she looked at me as by being 'caught'.

"Shit, Jeremy, you're such a sap. With all the pussy around, you go and hang out with your little sister. It's obvious you don't know a great piece of ass when you've found one."

"Yeah! Like whose?"

"Oh, like mine for instance."

"You! I'd ... " His voice trailed off.

"Hah! You can't deny it, can you! You've never had a fuck like me, and you sure won't match it with this little slut."

"Hey," I shouted, completely over my embarrassment, "how do you know?"

"Know what, twerp?"

"That I'm not a better fuck than you, huh?"

"Here's how I know, stupid."

Allison stripped naked then. Jesus, your aunt was fucking beautiful - I mean it. Her tits were at least D cup and firm, with huge brown nipples that, I swear, seemed to be flexing - really! She had a shaved pussy - I'd never heard of such a thing before. I mean, I had only a little down on mine, but hers was as smooth as a baby's butt. She shifted her legs apart a little and, tearing my eyes from the tits she was squeezing and caressing, I looked at her snatch again and damned if I couldn't see a little fingertip protruding from the top of her slit. I knew what clits were, but this one - I could imagine her crooking it like you would a finger, signaling a man to cum and get it.

I heard Jeremy grunt next to me and clutch my hand harder. I glanced down his front and saw that Allison's little display was having an effect. For the first time in my life I knew what jealousy was.

"What do you think, Jeremy? Jess? Wouldn't any man - or woman - prefer a taste of this to a runt," she said nastily, looking directly at me.

"I have an idea - a little bet I'd like to make. Interested?"

"What ... what is it?" Jeremy managed to say. She moved a finger to massage her clit, which seemed to grow under her touch.

"Jessica, I'm going to prove that your boyfriend here is hot for me. I'll bet I can make him cum in under three minutes."

"What?! No way," I blurted out. I was pretty confident she couldn't. I don't know how many times he'd cum in me (and who the fuck else!) in the last 24 hours, and was sure I'd drained him for at least a while. But I was a little less confident when I snuck another look at Jeremy and saw his cock stiffen and twitch, and his eyes hypnotized by the circling of her finger on her clit.

"Oh, I think I can," she purred. "Come here, little brother."

"Jeremy, no!" I pleaded. "Allison you slut, let us alone!"

"Why? Think you'll lose the bet?"

"No!"

"Then, let's go. Here's the bet, bitch: If I can get him to cum in my mouth in under three minutes, two things'll happen. First, you'll have to take my babysitting job for me tonight. I'll even let you keep the money for it," she laughed nastily. "Second, I'm not going to swallow his cum. Guess what: You're going to kiss me and lick it from my mouth. Hah! So what do you say, Jess?"

I was struck dumb for a minute. No way she could do it, I thought. A safe bet. I was about to say 'no fucking way' when I felt Jeremy drop my hand and move towards Allison! The asshole! He fucking wanted her. I lost the jealousy I'd felt and was just mightily pissed off. These two deserved each

other!

"Sure - go ahead," I snarled. "It's a bet. But you can't touch his cock before the time starts!"

"Fine," she said smugly.

"Shit, Jeremy," I blurted, "if all it takes is a dare from a skank to get you hot, fuck you! You just stay away from me from now on, you hear?!"

Jeremy and his stiffening prick-brain moved closer to her. He looked at me but didn't seem to recognize me. Fuck - nobody's ever going to break my goddamn heart again, I'll guarantee it, I thought.

Allison dropped to her knees in front of him. She put her face within a few inches of his prick and made a face. "Christ, Jeremy - you're worse than Jess! Don't you ever wash your crotch? Damn!"

Hah! I realized Allison was a little less sure of herself, now that she suspected our brother was a little fucked-out. Gotcha, bitch! I thought.

"Look, I can't do him in three minutes if he's half-soft like this. Let's make it ten, ok?" she proposed, but without much hope.

"Three, that's final. And, Allie," God, she hated that name!, "what do I get when you lose the bet?"

"I'm NOT gonna lose," she snarled. "And on the off chance I do, you can name your prize. OK, little girl?"

"You're on!"

"Jeremy, come closer," she ordered. He did, the glazed-over fool. "We'll start when you're a little harder - No, I'm not gonna touch his dick. HE is. Jeremy stroke that prick for me that's it, harder, faster, baby - "

"Hey - the bet wasn't about him jerking off and cumming!"

"Jess," she said fake innocently, "I only said I wouldn't touch his dick before the time started. We didn't say anything about HIM not touching himself before the bell."

"God damn it! Well - I'm starting the timing now - and don't you dare stroke it for him!" I started the countdown out loud, seeing the second hand on the clock move to the 12.

"Watch," she purred, "and LEARN."

Allison cupped Jeremy's sac in her left hand and started a firm, swirling massage. "Not touching his cock, see?" she said triumphantly.

"2:45 to go."

I heard a moan leave Jeremy's throat, and a moist murmur come from her.

"2:30."

Jeremy gave a sharp gasp, and I couldn't help but look. God, Allison had moved her right hand to his backside to, I thought, stroke his ass. But when I peeked back there, she'd stuck a finger up asshole!

"A little prostate massage drives 'em wild," she said. Jeremy only groaned in agreement.

"2:05!"

I could tell by her movements and Jeremy's yelps that she must have found what she'd been digging for. He stopped beating his meat and Allison growled, "Oh give me that, you jerk!" and took his red meat sword into her mouth, her finger still up to the third knuckle in his fundament.

"1:42!"

I could tell she'd bitten his knob, though he made no move to get away. Her cheeks were sunken, then swollen, then sunken again as she furious bobbed her head on and off his prick.

"1:18."

Jeremy was grabbing the table to his right, to keep from falling. She squeezed his ass cheeks with her free fingers almost viciously and yanked him in again to the depths of her throat. His hips were quivering as he hunched her mouth.

"1:05."

I watched as she slipped a second finger into his asshole and started fucking him with it. She took a moment's rest from his prick and sucked his balls, one at a time, into her hot mouth.

"53 seconds - you're not gonna make it," I said - without the note of confidence I'd hoped for. She didn't respond, hotly focused on the task at hand - or in mouth now, I should say. Allison took him deeply into her throat and seemed by the sounds to be gagging, but, as I learned later when my cocksucking skills improved, the bitch was actually HUMMING around him. Incredible! A literal 'hum job'!

"25!"

This was so amazing, I was almost pulling for her to do it, just because of what I was learning from her. Her technique changed again. Now, his dickhead was all she was working on, and talking a stream of filth to him around his cock through her slimy, puffy lips.

"Cum on my whore's face, baby" slurp "I want your fucking cum in my slut mouth, in my eyes" slurrrrrp "up my whore nose" hmmmmmm "you can do it, you fucking stud with your big, hard cock" slurp "make me your cum bitch, Jeremy, and here's what you'll get, whenever you want it - "

"12!"

She pulled him deep inside her throat again, and now she seemed to be screaming through her plugged mouth, the gagging sounds forcing their way through the lips distended around his prick. With her free hand, she cupped his balls again.

"8!"

And squeezed both of his nuts, bringing a sharp moan from him.

"7!"

His groans got loud and he viciously pulled the back of her head forward until she was stuck on his angry red dick.

"6!"

Allison's throat worked furiously - Jeremy quivered -

"5!"

She popped his dick from her craw and held it wide open. I couldn't believe it! The prick still had cum in him! One, two and then a third rope of semen shot from the tip and puddled into her mouth. She kept her eyes on his dick - so close they almost crossed, making her look like a freak. It would have been funny, but I was in awe - and pissed about losing.

Jeremy gave a deep sigh, and I saw it was over. He stumbled back until he felt a chair behind him and saw down heavily. Allison's cheeks were pooched out, and she signaled frantically for me to come over. Yes: The other part of the bet. I may be a whore but I'm not a double-crosser. I've never gone back on my word, ever, and I didn't then. I kneeled down in front of Allison and pulled her face to mine, locking my lips on hers. She opened her mouth and squeezed the sweet cum into my mouth. I swallowed just a little - it was crazy, but I felt a kind of tenderness towards both her and Jeremy - and I felt a little sad, too. I was sure at that moment that I'd never have him again, ever, and wanted a remembrance of him.

But I was still far more furious than romantic. I hopped to my feet and moved quickly to where he was sitting. I slowly started to bend my face to his. Jeremy thought I was going to kiss him. Hah! I spit his treacherous cum right into his face, and then slapped him! The asshole had broken my heart, but I vowed then to always be a quick healer, and nothing heals a heartbreak like revenge.

I stormed out of the kitchen then and headed to my room. I threw myself on the bed, but I didn't cry. And I wasn't really mad anymore either. I'd learned something from Allison - that you can be a total whore without being a bitch.

(Jess: You understand what I mean? No, angel - you're much too sweet to know that. But I vowed that I'd get what I wanted from life - everything - but I'd never needlessly fuck anyone over to get it.

Ava: And you never did, Mom?

Jess: Remember - I said 'needlessly', honey. I have fucked over a few in my day.)

While I was having this philosophical discussion with myself, I heard a light knocking on the door. Thinking it was Jeremy, I yelled, "Go away you asshole! Leave me alone!"

"Tut tut, little sister - none of that now!" Allison laughed. "Just wanted to remind you - you have to be at Mr. Nelson's at 8:00, you hear? Food's good and he's got a great porno video collection. I'll walk you over there."

I yelled back, "I'll go, I told you I would. Now leave me alone!"

There was silence for a few moments, then I heard her voice again through the door, much more softly.

"Jess? You're all right, you know? You did real good. Let's talk sometime. Bye."

Imagine that! The sister I'd thought was a cold bitch had a soft streak! And the brother I'd worshipped did only what his cock wanted! Later I realized I'd been too hard AND too easy on them both. I didn't really know myself at all back then. I was quick to judge, and impulsive as hell - selfish, my God! But right then, I swore I'd show them both - I didn't know how yet, or even if they'd be there to see me getting back at them. God, I was dumb. But it's probably what led me to what I did that night.

(Ava: What, Mom! You've got to TELL me!

Jess: Ah, patience, Jess. That's the 'rule breaking' I told you about. Tomorrow, Sweetie.

Ava: Oooooh - well, at least tell me what that auxiliary was. Please!

Jess: Still is, Honey. Well, it's a long story, but here's a quicky version. I'll fill in the details another time - yes, I promise, don't even ask.

I told you that soon after your Initiation, you'll be asked to make a decision that'll affect the rest of your life. Remember? Well, Baby, some of the new girls decide they want to be mothers, right from the start. Sure, they love the sex, but something in them craves being knocked up. Now, not all of these girls are really fit to be mothers, but they don't know it. They're just bimbos looking for something to love, like maybe they never were by a mom or dad. Whatever - there's more of them than you think. Sometimes it's obvious that they'd be great, healthy parents, and those are the girls that are allowed to be breeders, but most of them are recruited.

Ava: But, Mom - who decides? I mean to let a girl be one or not.

Jess: The final decision is with the doc, Kerry Reid. Remember, you'll be seeing her often and she's good - she really can see into a girl's head, heart and soul. When Kerry sees a hot one, she'll do the recruiting. Her record's perfect: Everyone she's decided would be great as a breeder has accepted her judgment.

Ava: What if ...

Jess: If they wouldn't be good? Kerry gently but firmly sets them straight. They finally accept it. Know why? If they don't, they're eventually thrown out of the Program. That's it. They'll spend the rest of their lives with the regular jerks in this town, married to some fucking mechanic or something, raising kids they later learn they never wanted. Whores that think they're respectable ladies. Trash that thinks they're too good to fuck, but are going nuts inside because 'respectable' means you can't fuck who you want, when you want it and where you want it most. They lock the likes of us out of their precious 'society'. Cunts call me a whore with their eyes every time they see me. And my eyes tell 'em right back: "Sure am, honey. Don't you wish you still were? Your husbands tell me you do,' and sometimes I do laugh out loud at them. Then there's the repressed lesbians, more than a few of whom I've pleasured with my trusty strap-on. Like Mrs. Collins ...

Ava: Mrs. Collins? My teacher?!

Jess: Sure thing, honey. Has she ever - ?

Ava: Gee, Mom, Ruthie told a lot of kids that she - Mrs. Collins - did bad-touching to her, but we didn't believe it.

Jess: Believe it, baby. But we were talking about breeders before I got off on the cunts of Grinnel.

Ava: Mom? Do you think - ?

Jess: That Kerry will ask you? I don't know, honey. I think you'd be a great mother. But, understand - if you choose to breed, you have to stay off all birth control for the rest of your fertile life, and fuck everyone - even people you may not like. You whole life is given to staying pregnant and popping babies. And for one reason: To keep a stock of future Program kids always in the pipeline.

Ava: God, Mom. I'm - I don't know if -

Jess: Don't worry, honey. Just enjoy yourself until the time comes. Kerry'll know if you belong in the auxiliary, and if she asks, you'll know it, too. Baby, there's a lot more about it, but another time, ok? We've got this pie to finish - Ah, there's the timer. Better pull it out to cool - Hah! that's what I used to say to your uncle!

Ava: Mom? What happens if a girl gets pregnant and Dr. Reid doesn't - if she didn't ask them?

Jess: It's pretty simple, but it'll will sound heartless, baby. The first time, Dr. Reid scrapes them.

Ava: Abortions!?

Jess: Yes. And tells them the consequences of it happening again: She'll sterilize them.

Ava: Oh, no!

Jess: Ava, listen. It's the only way. The stupid tramps would just keep doing it over and over. Too dumb to use good sense or their diaphragms. Listen, it hasn't happened often, girls getting tossed out - maybe twice since I was initiated. But there were lots of runaways, and we hardly ever heard another word about them. They couldn't handle the shame of being the wrong stuff. And it's sad, Ava, but there were a few suicides, too.

Ava: Mom, no!

Jess: Afraid so, Honey. Look, a lot of us joined the Program thinking it would be all endless fun, fucking and sucking. We wanted to get away from the uptight world of pain, boredom and mediocrity. But we found out that that world is always there. But, know what? WE're having a lot more fun than those who ONLY live in that world. But honey, don't let get me started on that -

Ava: Then, didn't you get asked to be a breeder?

Jess: That's a good one - me! No, honey, I had too big a rebellious streak in me - as you'll hear. I have a lot more stories to tell. No, breeding wasn't for me.

Ava: Then why did you have me? And Brad? And now Angie?

Jess: For love. Everything turned out to have been for love. C'mon, let's finish this pie. Gotta pee, Sweetie?

Ava: Well, yeah - but why?

Jess: That's Mom's secret ingredient in the lemon pie filling, two tablespoons of piss! And my meringue - well, Ava, after we make each other cum again like we did last night, I'll show you what makes the peaks stand up and get golden brown - and I don't mean nipples, babe. And that's why my meringue has always 'weeped' more than that Baker's Square crap, too. So, here's a pan - go fill it up, but don't you dare cum without your Mom!

Somehow, after the anger and humiliation of Allison blowing Jeremy and winning the bet - somehow I'd fallen asleep. And I had some amazing, disturbing dreams in the short time I napped. Wait, I'll tell you about them in a minute. Anyway, I guess I had an overload of thoughts, feelings and sensations I hadn't dealt with. I mean, less than 24 hours ago I was still a virgin - I'm not saying 'innocent', but a biological virgin nonetheless. Then came my Initiation into the Program.

Only now aftre dreaming did I remember the searing pain of having my cherry ripped through by Jeremy; only now could I say that the pleasure of that first fuck was far less than the pain. I still couldn't remember when the excitement of the penetrations overcame the hurting. I just remember that it did. When Jeremy first forced his cock into my asshole - funny, but that didn't hurt as much as the pussy mauling. No cherry to pop, or not much of one. I think I'd ruptured my hyman somehow much earlier - can't think of how, though. Anyhow, the asshole's just made of tougher stuff, I guess. Once I'd been stretched there a few times, I had no discomfort at all, and to this day, Ava, I have a real fondness for sodomy. And Honey, that's why I've been careful to give you finger massages there. I want your first butt-fuck to be great, with you good and slack back there. Believe me, with the size of your brother's dick, you'll need the stretching.

I worry about your pussy too, baby. I think we should use the toys a little more often, don't you?

Ava: Right now, okay Mom?

Jess: Soon, baby. And BJ practice, too?

Ava: Sure, but it would be so nice to have a real one -

Jess: No, nothing beats the real thing, that's for sure. It'll only be a little while longer, baby - what, two weeks till you're 12? Ahhh, we have such fun work ahead of us! But, Ava, my stories are every bit as important in getting you ready, understand?

Ava: Yes, Mama.

Jess: Good girl. Talking about blow jobs, I have to laugh thinking back to the Initiation. I mean, I must have been pathetic. I mean, with fucking (at least at first) all a girl has to do is take the dicks - not just lay there, but really, it's the boys who have to burn the calories, do most of the moving. Technique comes later, but any girl can get fucked and be adequate at first. It's the pro's who move way past that.

Anyway, blow jobs: I had no idea what I was doing. Was I suppose to treat the dick like a corn dog, or a Tootsie Pop? Do you lick, or literally suck, like you would on a Popsicle? And how can gagging be any fun at all, because I gagged plenty that night. Didn't barf, though, thank God. I tried to not suck the cocks farther back than my molars, not knowing then that the throat can stretch like the slackest twat and take a prick to the roots. I've only met one or two in my day that I couldn't throat. No, no - no time for those stories now.

Something else I wasn't ready for: Face-fucking! I kept wondering why the boys wouldn't just sit still and let me do the work. Why did they have to keep hunching into my mouth? And I just couldn't figure out why some of them wanted me to swallow, some wanted to just jizz up my face and tits. Good old Ryan! He let me know he wanted a little something different for his last BJ. By that time Ashley and her girlfriend Tanya had joined the fun - to tell the truth, it was nice to be able to shift some of the excess to someone else. I mean, I'd been the fuck toy for 15 guys for the better part of two hours, and I was fucking exhausted - pun intended, of course. Sticky, too. Some of those fuckers were only happy blowing their loads on any exposed skin. God, I felt greased.

Ava: Mom? What about Ryan, and Ashley?

Jess: Right. Well, Ryan told me he was going to jizz my mouth, but that I should share it with Ashley. I didn't follow him (kind of too busy humming his dick just then), but he said to just not swallow. Almost at the same time, he blew his load into my sealed mouth. Ashley must have known what would be next, 'cause she lay down with her face below mine and said, "Gimme a snowball, Jess."

I must have still looked puzzled, because she said impatiently, "Drip the sperm into my mouth!"

Ah, so that's a snowball, I thought. I let a long string drip slowly towards her open mouth, bobbing my head to keep the gooey rope hangin' and danglin' as long as I could. Not easy, as I was being pussy fucked medium intensely at the same time from behind.

Finally, I just gave up on the game and French-kissed Ashley, and we swapped boy slime and spit for several heavenly minutes. Damn, Ava, I never stopped to think that I was kissing a girl; it just all felt so right, you know? No, of course you don't, not yet. Honey - I knew from that minute that sex with anyone is wonderful; man, woman or child - because at 14 I was little more than a girl in a budding woman's body. Words like 'lesbian' or 'queer' or mother- or brother-fucker mean nothing.

But there was one part of the Initiation I hadn't faced up to yet - Buster - and it took my nap-dream to bring that squarely in front of me. Fucking a dog just was too much to take in - almost as much as taking in Buster had been!

* * *

In my dream, I was out on a playground with a bunch of girls, and it felt like we were all about eight years old. I remember that hop-scotch was big that year, and that's what we were playing. Oh, right! And it was old Mrs. Garvey watching us, my third grade teacher. She was talking to the gym teacher, Mr. Phelps, and then suddenly they left, arm-in-arm. I was puzzled, but it felt good to be unsupervised.

It was my turn and I tossed the small stone on the hop-scotch ines, but the rock flew and flew until it ended up in the woods just off the grounds. I thought I'd lost my turn and the next girl (who looked just like Ashley!) said I'd better go find the stone or the game couldn't go on.

Pouting, I ran off to the woods to look. I mean, if I'd been awake I'd have known it would be impossible to find what was a pebble, really, but dreams don't work like that.

As I was running, right in my path was Mrs. Garvey and Mr. Phelps. My God, they were naked! She was on all fours and he was behind her sniffing and then licking her snatch! Then with a howl, he mounted her, hunched over her back with his long arms holding her around the chest, holding her down. He had a cock that I could only think of as angry, it looked so red. It wasn't a human cock - I didn't know what a dog dick looked like - really, Ava. With Buster I hadn't been able to look back between my legs to see him slicing into me.

Mr. Phelps saw me and howled, still humping my teacher. His howls drew me closer, almost as though he was summoning his bitch. As I watched, walking towards them, I noticed how hairy Mrs. Garvey was - not just her head and bush but all over! And Mr. Phelps now looked matted with fur. Shit, Ava, they were transforming into dogs as I watched!

In a trance, I got down next to Mrs. Garvey - my clothes were gone; how I didn't remember - and assumed the position of 'showing' myself. It's like I was trying to attract a stud dog of my own! Mr. Phelps gave a howl and for the first time I noticed that he had a swollen red knot at the base of his dog prick. I thought for a minute it was his nut-sack, but quickly knew that wasn't right, when he lurched forward again and painfully squeezed his knot inside Mrs. Garvey's stretched pussy! (And no, Ava, Buster didn't do that to me at the Initiation. Ryan, bless him, was able to hold Buster back enough to keep me from having my fresh furrow destroyed).

At this point I was howling, too, but I was still a little, rutting girl. I heard someone come up behind me - it was Jeremy, but at the age he was when he first fucked me for real. I wanted my tiny pussy to be ravaged like Mrs. Garvey's, and I felt something stiff poking at my slit. If this was dick, I never wanted anything worse than I wanted to be fucked like this, right now!

The hard tool slithered up my cunt - it didn't hurt at all - and I screamed for more. It kept moving up, deeper, but I wanted to swallow it whole with my vagina. I was out of my mind with pleasure.

Suddenly I noticed that Jeremy was now kneeling in front of me with his dick wagging in my face. I should have wondered who, then, was fucking me, but the sight of his dick erased all thoughts, although it now felt like the prick coming up from under was in my abdomen. I never even questioned that a cock shouldn't be able to be that deep.

Then I felt it coming up my esophagus, then into my throat - from inside! I opened my mouth to take Jeremy in my mouth - and a python came slithering across my lips! The snake lurched forward and bit Jeremy on the end of his cock - which now was a snake, too! (See, Ava? In the dream I was still pissed about him and Allison, but all that was happening made perfect dream-sense).

Jeremy shrieked with pain, but I couldn't do anything for him - not with this cock-snake still squirming in my from bottom hole to top. And I was quaking too much from a non-stop cum to be of any use to anyone.

Soon, too soon, the snake's tail left my lips and I was agonizingly empty - though not for long, oh no. I heard noises behind me and glanced back to see a small zoo's worth of animals back there - hyenas, zebras, a hippo, even a fucking shark! And back for seconds, my beloved Buster. Not to bore you, honey, but by the time I woke from my nap-dream, I'd been roundly fucked in all holes by every beast that wanted me! Any past and future guilt about using my body and being used by any and all God's creatures had been washed away.

I must have been really into the dream because it took Allison shaking my shoulder to bring me all the way to consciousness. She told me she'd rushed to my room when she heard me screaming, "Fuck meeee! More, more!"

Yup, that dream really took me around a corner. I fell asleep a 14-year-old tramp wannabe, and woke up a total, insatiable nympho skank. And I haven't regretted a minute of my life - except that I didn't find out earlier, like when I was eight. Maybe sooner.

* * *

Like I was saying, Allison woke me out of the delicious, beastly dream.

"Nightmare, kid?" she asked, with concern in her voice.

"No - no, I didn't dream at all. Why should you care?"

"Still pissed about losing the bet?" she asked.

"No - why should I be? You just proved what a slut you are!"

"And don't you wish you were, Jess," she laughed. She took my silence as agreement. "Jess, you're so new to all this, don't worry. You'll catch up. Shit, I've been fucking for six years - don't expect to be a pro after a day," she laughed.

Something bothered me about what she said, and I did the math on it. "Allison - you've been fucking since ... you were 11? I thought you didn't get in the Program until you were 14!"

Allison looked at me hard for a long time. "Jess - can I trust you?"

"For what!"

"Just to hear my story."

"Just to hear you brag, you mean." She laughed.

"Yup, still pissed, aren't you? Jess, really - I've got a couple of reasons why I want to talk to you. I - don't really have anyone, you know? No close girlfriends. Boys? They think I'm just a whore. They'll gladly fuck me, but talk to me? No way. And, damn it anyway, I - I need that. Could we be friends, Sis?"

I was confused. I mean, Allison had never really taken notice of me at all. It was like there was 30 years between us instead of three. Could she be sincere? I felt such a rivalry with her that it would be hard. But my instincts told me to try. "Sure, Allie. Let's be friends."

"You're a sweetie," she said, and gave me a lingering though sisterly kiss. Our lips barely touched, but I could feel her warmth and imagined I could still taste Jeremy, and the sensations made me lose all thoughts of jealousy and lose myself in the rush of emotion in my heart, and even stronger coursing of hormones. I opened my lips as if to invite her tongue in, and Sis didn't miss my signal. Her mouth opened and I felt her tongue seeking mine. For a moment I thought of the snake in my dream, the one that penetrated me and crawled through my whole body, and the memory made me push my tongue to circle hers. I felt one of Alilson's hands on my hard, tiny breasts, tweaking the nipples, which sent a shock all the way through me, anchoring in my clit. I pulled her face to me hard and our kiss became savage. I tried to touch her tits but she pushed my hand away harshly, then broke the kiss. I was panting with need.

"Please, Allison - do me some more? I need it so bad - you must know - "

"I DO know, Jess. Tell me - how hot are you, right now?" "I - don't know - can't think - "

"Good girl. You're learning," she purred, still fondling my tits.

"I just - I need something IN me, anything - your finger, Allie - please finger my pussy? Please?" I mewled. She stopped touching me completely then and I cried out in frustration.

She just laughed and said, "I do believe you're the horny one in the family - not that ANY of us are slackers - who can say about Amy yet, though I've read that two-year-olds are already sexual. Look - I really wanted to talk to you, but you're out of your fucking head right now. I'll come back later," and she rose from the bed and turned toward the door to my room.

I couldn't stand the idea of being alone - okay, of being so fucking frustrated. I called out, "Don't leave, Allie, please! Come back - I'll listen. Really I will."

She knew I was talking through my cunt. "Look, I'll get you off, so you're not so fucking crazy." She paused, slyly thoughtful. "Jess? Want to make a bet?"

Oh oh. I'd stepped into that one before today - though I must say I didn't mind the payoff I had to make - at least the snowball. I still wasn't thrilled about babysitting for her tonight, though.

"What's the bet?"

"Stop fingering your pussy and listen. I'll bet I can make you cum in under three minutes!" I thought she was mocking me with the same wager she'd had with me and Jeremy. But the need to cum was stronger than my petty self-esteem.

"You can't," I retorted.

"Piece of cake."

"How will you know if I do?"

"Kid, I know faking it from the real thing. Plus, I'll also bet you're a squirter."

"A squirter?"

"Yeah, that you'll shoot a stream of girl-cum when I get you over the top."

I'd never heard of girls cumming like that - but what did I know? I might have been squirting my juices all during the Initiation, but how could I have told? I was being filled over and over with boy semen. No way to know if any of the overflow from my pussy was ME, too. I mean, my pussy was rarely empty so how could I have known if I was hosing out or not?

"It's a bet," I giggled, now not caring whether I won or lost. I just needed to cum so badly. "What do I win?"

She laughed. "Not much chance of that! If you do, I'll do anything you ask. But WHEN I win, you'll help me with Freddy." She went silent for a moment. "Yeah, I heard about you and Buster."

I got it, then. Despite herself, Allison was jealous of me and the Great Dane. She'd never fucked a dog, and her 'innocent' little sister beat her to it!

"Aw, you could fuck him without me. Freddy's so sweet natured, he wouldn't be a problem."

Freddy was a great dog - a hound, really. We had no idea what breeds were in him. A little setter, maybe some sheep dog - we didn't know. Our family had him since he was a puppy and now he was getting on in years a little, but he was still as playful as ever. And, I remembered, a horny fucker, too. I remembered seeing him a couple of times in the yard, when a wandering bitch got in the fence. He was a fucking maniac, with a dick knot the size of a cantaloupe! Maybe Allison was right to be nervous. All this went through my head in, I swear, about three seconds.

"How am I supposed to help you?"

"I'm a little afraid of his claws," Allie confessed. "And that prick of his - I've heard of girls getting stuck on a dog knot and getting torn up when he panics and pulls out too fast. I'd just need you to hold the prick so the knot won't get in me. Okay?"

I thought for a while. I wondered if that's all there was to it. But, shit - I wasn't going to lose this bet, so it didn't matter.

"Sure, Allie. I'll help you fuck Freddy. It's really no big deal, you know," I said, speaking as if I was an old pro - which, I smugly saw, pissed her off.

"But first, we talk."

The bitch! Had me all wired up, ready for an orgasm, and SHE wants to talk!

"And then the bet's on. Promise."

Allie looked thoughtful for a moment, then continued.

"Your math's good. I did start fucking at 11."

I couldn't help from interrupting. "But I thought that waiting until 14 was the rule."

"Sure, but some of us jumped the gun. Hell, at my Initiation I was already a much-fucked little lady. Jeremy seemed a little confused when he was the 'first' to slip me the dick. He thought I should be shrieking with pain and have a bloody pussy when he was done. Instead I screamed with an orgasm and threw my pussy up at his thrusts like a Vegas whore. Jeremy's sweet, but at least at the time he was pretty naïve. He thought I just caught on fast."

"What about the blood," I asked, remembering my own tearing and my spermy blood flow last

night.

"Told them all I'd lost my cherry on a horseback ride. They all bought it, do you believe that?" She laughed, then got serious. "I've never told what had really happened."

"Okay, so tell me about your first fuck." I wanted to be a scholar of sex, and of course, it was only to be able to use my knowledge for good purposes!

"It was in the summer, between fifth and sixth grade. I'd just had my 11th birthday party that afternoon. You wouldn't remember - both you and Jeremy were at church camp. Anyway, all my friends were there, boys and girls. Ryan and Ashley were there, but I think the rest have moved away. We played the usual games and stuff - pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey, musical chairs. I got lots of neat stuff - wish I'd kept it all. Some of the presents were clothes.

"I'll never forget one thing I got from Mom and Dad. They called it a 'teddy' - just sort of a wrap-around thing that only covered my tummy. They told me it was a kind of a slip, but I didn't know. Didn't seem practical, but I really loved it. Somehow I knew it would make me feel older when I wore it, and I was tired of being just eleven - a little girl.

"The party ended kind of badly. Most of the kids had left and the rest of us decided to play spin-the-bottle. Shit, I don't know that any of us knew what we were doing - except Ryan. He suggested it. God, Jess - I was so dumb! I thought that when you lost you just had to kiss the boy on the cheek! Did I ever learn!

"I remember my first loss was to Ryan. When he came over to me, I turned my cheek to be kissed, but he turned my face to his and kissed me full on the lips! 'What are you doing,' I gasped. 'Just kissing you, stupid. What do you think?'

"Well, I didn't know what to think - except it was kind of nice. Whenever I lost after that, I made sure I did it right. But it was all still pretty innocent. And, God knows, I liked it.

"That night, Mom and Dad were sitting in the living room watching TV. I'd been in my room, trying on the clothes I'd gotten that afternoon. I had on the teddy, which I really loved, and put the other clothes on over it. I was between changes when Mom suddenly poked her head in the door.

"'Oh, that's just adorable, Allison', she said, looking at me looking at myself in the mirror. I had only the teddy and my panties on. There was a smile in her voice, but her eyes were hard and cold.

"'Come on - let's show your dad.'

"I was so proud of being a big girl that I agreed. Mom went into the living room first and made a grand announcement before taking my hand and presenting me to Dad.

"Dad had been drinking - so what's new? His eyes were red and his voice a little slurred as he said, 'C'm here. Let me see you.' I walked over to him and, I don't know why, I pirouetted and curtsied in front of him, so proud of my outfit.

"What happened next shocked me. Dad pulled me on his lap, face down, and started to spank me! I screamed and begged to know what I'd done!

"'You're a little whore, aren't you?', he muttered as he kept slapping my ass. 'I saw you with those boys, kissing them and teasing them like a tramp!'

"Jess, I had no idea what a whore was, or what he was talking about. All I knew was my ass was in agony! I kept begging him to stop, and looked at Mom, pleading with my eyes to get her to help me, but all she said was, 'The little cock-teaser thinks she's in the Program already, does she? Bill, we'd better straighten her out'.

"Jess, I can't really describe what happened then. It was all too - well, surreal. I remember screaming that I'd do anything if he'd stop hurting me - and it turned out, I had to do everything.

"Dad raped me that night, and Mom held me legs open while he did it. Dad is huge - maybe you don't know that, yet - and I felt all torn up inside. There was nothing at all pleasurable about it. It WAS a rape. My naïve brain must have protected me from the worst and blacked me out. But I remember wondering if he'd ever quit. He must have fucked me for an hour, and none of it was fun. To this day, I wonder what turned me around. I mean I love it now - but sometimes I'm one mean piece of ass, Jess, I'll admit it. Have you heard my Program nickname yet?"

"No."

"'Ball-breaker'! Sometimes when I'm fucking an older guy, I don't know - I just get in a rage and I scratch and claw the bastard. Most of them like it just fine - guess they think they've turned me on so much that I'm an animal. Married guys don't like it much though."

'Married guys'? There's a lot I don't know about my sister, I thought.

"Long story short - Dad knocked me up. I don't know if it was that time, 'cause he fucked me every night until you and Jeremy got back from camp."

"Allie - did Mom hold you down all the time?"

"No, only the first couple of times. Don't you get it? After the first time, I was the one who came on to Dad, and was he ever willing! There I was, a practically titless little girl, fucking her father like she was an old pro streetwalker."

"But - you were pregnant? How? ... "

"Ah, yes. Jess, one of my birthday presents from Mom was a box of napkins, and I don't mean from Kleenex. I'd had my first period only a week or so before my birthday. Funny, isn't it? Knocked up in my first cycle." Allison laughed bitterly.

"The baby ... what? ... "

Allie lightly fingered her scar. "Gone. C-section, when I was seven-and-a-half months along. I never showed much - you never noticed and I don't think anyone but Mom and Dad knew. Dad stayed my lover throughout my pregnancy. We were careful that you and Jeremy wouldn't find out. It was only later that I learned Mom and Jeremy had a thing going, too... " She paused.

"Wait," I said. "Jeremy wasn't quite ten yet - was he? How ... ?"

"They weren't fucking yet, no. But I caught them making out once and she tried to laugh it off, like it was no worse than spin-the-bottle. Jess, do you know about Amy?"

I told her I did. God, the things I'd been learning in the last 24 hours! Jeremy the father of my little sister! Allie impregnated by Dad! And me - carrying on like a cheap whore, even fucking a dog - and loving it! And I could hardly wait to do worse, if there were worse things to do with hands, cunt, mouth and asshole. I'd find out, or invent some, that was going to be for sure.

"Like I said, I didn't show much at all. I wore loose-fitting tops and stuff like that. Anyway, one night, seven months along, I started having terrible clenching pains in my womb. God, was I scared! It shouldn't have been happening yet! Mom called Dr. Reid, and Kerry told them to bring me to the hospital immediately, and she'd meet us there.

"Terrified, I got dressed - God, it was funny, Jess - I just HAD to wear my teddy! The thing was frayed and cum-stained, but in a way I felt like it still kept me tied to the eleven-year-old who wanted so much to be a grown-up woman. Well, here was that child-woman, on her way to deliver her Dad's baby!

"At the hospital, Kerry gave me a quick examination. he'd been my doctor throughout my pregnancy. Mom and Dad stopped taking me to Dr. Rockwell. They knew from experience that Kerry was 'understanding'.

"Well, Kerry decided I was too small to risk normal childbirth and said she'd have to do the C-section. All I heard was 'operation' and got even more scared. They calmed me down with some medication, and for the next many hours I didn't know what going on. Later I got the whole story.

"The C-section went well. I had a 36-ounce baby girl. No, Jess - don't ask. I never saw her. Mom and Dad had already arranged for her to go up for adoption. Dr. Reid insisted on it, or she wouldn't cooperate. And she did something else. She made me sterile."

"Oh, no! Allison - that's just ... wrong!"

"No, it turned out very right. I don't ever want a kid! And I don't have to worry who I fuck now, or how often. I'm free and loose," she laughed.

"Didn't you ever wonder - I mean, where she ended up? Who her parents are?"

"I know who her parents are, dummy - me and Dad."

"No,no, I mean where she is now?"

"Oh, I know where she is. She's called Becky now. She's at the Nelson's." Allison watched the stunned look that spread across my face, with curiosity and questioning. "Yes, the Nelson's where you're going to babysit tonight. And, dear sister, the other part of our bet I haven't told you about yet."

"Wait - I'm confused ... what bet?"

"The one I win when I get you to cum, oh - a few minutes from now. When I win, you're still going to go sit, but you're going to fuck Jimmy while you're there."

'Hmmmm,' I thought. Sounded good to me! I'd never met him, but hey - that was no longer a requirement for fuck partner for me. Not after the Initiation. And ESPECIALLY not after Buster.

"But, Allie, how am I supposed to get him to do that?"

"He'll be disappointed if you don't. I had him first about a month ago, and he's getting to be kind of a pest about it. He threatened to tell his dad about me 'abusing him' - do you believe the little shit? - if I didn't keep fucking and sucking him. And he's just gotten worse. I had to promise to fuck him AND his little buddies the next time." Allie stopped and looked at me with a hot, satisfied smirk. "You guessed it, Jess: Tonight's the 'next time'! I hope he won't be disappointed when you knock on the door!"

While she revealed all of the twists in her bet, I went from outraged to stunned to openly curious, and she could see it, I knew.

She laughed again. "Want to borrow my teddy? No, it's not the same old one, silly. And I'd strongly suggest you wear your diaphragm. You haven't had MY good fortune."

I looked at my sister with a blend of disgust and awe. I'd never hated or loved anyone as much as I loathed and loved her. And know what, Ava? I WANTED to do the Nelson's for her! I was going to lose that bet - and even if I won, I had her covered!

"Allie?"

"What? You wanna back out, don't you?" she said smugly.

"Well, don't think - Allie!" I said sharply.

"What, little sister?"

"Get down here this second and eat my pussy. I'm watching the clock. Make it good!"

(And Ava - did she ever! Thank God I lost that bet! But that's a story for tomorrow. Right now I have a taste for little girl furless pie - Are you surprised?)

"Allie?"

"What? You wanna back out, don't you?" she said smugly. "Well, don't think - "

"Allie!" I said sharply.

"What IS it, Jess?"

"There are some things I need to know about tonight. Answer me truthfully, ok?"

"What?"

"Do they have any - pets?"

She laughed. "Why you little dog fucker, you ... Just a two-year-old gorgeous collie. I think he's still human virgin. What do you have in mind, little sister?"

"Oh, nothing at all. I just like animals," I said disingenuously, then couldn't stop my laughter.

"Right! And what else?"

"What's the family situation? Mother? Father? Other kids?"

"Mr. Nelson's a widower. I think his wife died a year ago - some kind of accident, I don't really know. Jimmy's nine, like I said, and my little girl's four, going on five. That's it."

"Does Mr. Nelson know Amy's yours?"

"No. And he never will."

"Allison, how did you find out where your baby went?"

"From Kerry. Don't ask how I got it out of her. What else you want to pry into?" she asked impatiently. Allie mentioning Kerry got me thinking.

"Allie? Dr. Reid as much as ordered me not to fuck anyone until Tuesday, and I have only fucked Program kids. But - Jimmy - and the others - they can't be After-Schoolers. They're too young. I really don't - "

"Relax, Jess. I've been breaking the rules for years, and most of the other kids would admit they do too, if they were as honest as me. Some kids need to have the illusion that they're really responsible little fuckers, so they give lip-service to the rules. Shit, I service anybody I want whenever I want. I'm no fucking hypocrite, and I don't want you to be one, either. Family pride, I guess," she chuckled. "Just wear your diaphragm and it'll be cool. Your lovers tonight are too damn young to have been exposed to diseases. I know I didn't give 'em anything."

"You - you've fucked them all?"

"Only Jimmy, and at nine he'll be the oldest. He hasn't been able to cum all that long. and I seriously doubt his 'homies' are old enough to, either. Hard-ons - sure, why not? Jimmy swears he's just bringing me virgin 'husbands' tonight - only we're switching brides on him, right Sis?"

"Mmmmm - right!" Jesus, was I ever getting hot, Ava! "Well, that leaves just two things to cover."

"What else?" she asked with some frustration.

"Get down here this second and eat my pussy. I'm watching the clock. Make it good! And after that, why don't you see if Freddy's ready for a taste of you!"

(And Ava - did she ever bring me off! Thank God I lost that bet! Aw, hell - I'd have bribed her to let me go to the Nelson's tonight. And Freddy? Let's just say he gave satisfaction).

* * *

Allison walked me to the Nelson's that evening.

"Okay - I'll introduce you to Mr. Nelson, and let him know that you're taking my place tonight," Allie said. "He'll be fine with it."

"Where's he going?" I asked.

"Well, he'll say he's just going to watch ESPN at a bar with some guys, but I happen to know he's usually at the Motel 6 with Mrs. Friedmann and Judy, or one of the other kids. Why, Jess - you look surprised?"

Surprised was putting it mildly. Mrs. Friedmann was the wife of a professor at the college, and Judy was their youngest daughter, my own age. Mrs. Friedmann was kind of a frumpy woman - maybe 40 or 45, gray kinky hair, prominent Jewish nose, and tits the size of Ararat.

"That's what I said. The good professor's wife has a wild side."

"But why bring Judy," I asked.

"Why do you think, dope? Mr. Nelson's into three-ways, and it's a fact he'll only fuck Rebecca if she brings Judy along."

"Are you sure?" I asked doubtfully.

"Ask him if you want," she taunted.

I knew I wouldn't do that. I mean, I'd never met him and didn't know anything about him at all.

As we started up the walkway to the Nelson's door, Allie stopped me.

"OK, some things you need to know. Jimmy's an aggressive little shit in some ways. Thinks he's God's gift and all that. He's not bad for a kid, but still ... He might get kind of pushy about a hand job, like not even waiting till his dad's shut the door before he drops trou. Put him off for a while. A little bit of blue balls is good for him."

"Allie - what if he wants a blowjob?"

"Ahh, that's up to you, Jess. I haven't done him yet, myself."

"But you've fucked him, right?"

"After a fashion, sure, but I want him to have a little mystery going with me. Another thing - he may be just nine, but he's got the length of a young stud. Not thick, but fairly long."

I had no idea yet what 'fairly long' meant. I mean, I'd been thoroughly fucked last night and had handled Jeremy's prick, but what was long? What was average?

She went on, "About five or six inches - which, in a boy, is damn decent. Maybe it's genes - " Her voice trailed off.

"Are you saying ... ?"

"Nah, only guessing. I'd love to find out, though. See if it's a myth or not?"

"WHAT's a myth?"

Allie just gave a little smile. "What they say about Black guys." She batted her eyes like a whorish Southern belle.

"You don't mean I didn't tell you Mr. Nelson's Black? Oh, I am SO sorry. Yes, Bob's an assistant football coach at the college."

"'Bob'? Are you SURE you haven't ... "

"Not yet, anyway," she laughed. "And don't you go beating me to him!" she said, half-jokingly.

"I won't promise anything," I said smugly. "Anyway, you said he only likes more than one at a time."

"I said that's what he prefers, not what he has to have. Seriously, Jess - be cool about him, OK? Don't get in too deep too soon."

"What?! You tell me that? You, who's set me up to jack-off a bunch of minors? When did you get so moral?" I would have said more, but I suddenly realized she was serious, and that she wanted to get close to this older guy.

"Oh, do whatever you want, I don't care," Allie muttered, and pushed the doorbell. We heard lots of noisy voices behind the door, and a deeper voice saying, "That's enough, you guys. Allison's not going to put up with all your shit."

The door opened and there, backlit by the living room lamps, was the whistle-toting hunk I'd seen this morning at the practice field. He flipped the porch light on and then I could see him better, and he saw there were two of us there.

"Allison? Thanks for coming. And who's your friend?" He gave me a broad, white smile.

"Mr. Nelson, this is my sister, Jessica. I hope you don't mind, but something came up and I can't sit for Jimmy and Becky tonight. Jess is a great sitter, though. Everything will be fine with her."

Mr. Nelson looked me over, head to toes. Still staring at me, he said to Allie, "Something came up, huh? Nothing too big for you to handle, though?" I know I blushed, even if Allie didn't.

"Never too big for me, Mr. Nelson."

"Well," he said, still riveted on my face, "I guess if Jimmy ain't too big, you'll be fine."

I was dying to know if all this talk was as sexually loaded at it sounded, but I obviously couldn't ask.

Mr. Nelson turned his head and yelled. "Jimmy? Get over here!" Turning back to be he said, "I hope you don't mind that Jimmy's having a sleepover tonight? I'll be paying you extra, of course. Jimmy!"

A good-looking kid with a big smile came to the door. He saw Allison and his grin got even bigger. Then he noticed me, and his eyes grew puzzled.

"Jimmy, this is Jessica, Allison's sister. She'll be watching you tonight. I want you to listen to her just like you would to Allie, you hear?"

In a tight voice, Jimmy said, "Yes, sir."

"Good. Oh, excuse me - phone's ringing - come on in, ladies." Mr. Nelson turned and went through a doorway to catch the call.

"Allison - why you do this to me?" Jimmy whined. "You know what I wanted? And my homies, too ... Shit!" It was almost funny, hearing and watching this nine-year-old trying to be a domineering stud with my sister - the 'ball-breaker'!

"It's okay, Jimmy, really. Jess knows."

"She does?"

"Yes. And it's fine with her."

"Shee-it - she don't look any older than me. You a woman - she just a kid." His pose would have been annoying in anyone other than a fourth grader. As it was, I found myself charmed, and more than ready to play along.

"It is, Jimmy. How many 'homies' you have here tonight?" I asked, almost demurely.

"Four. Me and Willy, we both in ... same grade. Then there's Jermaine, Willy's little brother. Third grade, but a big kid." I stifled a laugh again, watching Jimmy playing the boy-of-the-world. "And Jamal. He's my cousin. Plays football at the college. He be coming by later," he said proudly.

"Well, Jimmy," I said coyly, "if Jamal's at college, why do you need a 14-year-old white chick to babysit you? Seems he could handle it."

"I don't want no hand-job from a boy," this boy blurted out, and all three of us laughed.

Mr. Nelson heard our laughter as he walked up and said, "Glad you're all getting along. Jess, everything'll be fine. I left my pager number by the phone, if you need anything. I expect I'll just be at Moe's watching football ... "

"Could you leave that number, too," I asked, setting an innocent little trap.

"Well, but I might not be there, either. No, pager's best. Jess, I just put Becky in bed. She'll likely sleep the night. I expect to be back by 1:00 or so. I'll drive you home then. Okay?"

"Sounds great, Mr. Nelson," Allison said. "I've gotta run, Jess. Catch you later."

"Hey, girl - can I give you a ride somewhere? Won't be no trouble."

"Gee, thanks, Mr. Nelson. Sure!" Allie answered.

"Where to?" Bob murmured. Allie hesitated,

"Well, I was going to meet some kids over on Main, near the Motel 6," Allie said, all wide-eyed innocence. Bob peered at her, and a smile broke across his jet-black face.

"That right? Well, I have some business right around there myself. Works out well - for us both, wouldn't you say? Let me grab my jacket - be right back."

I whispered to Allie, "What's all that about?"

"Oh, well I just happened to hear that Judy Friedmann's got the flu and ... "

"Right," I blurted, "but what about Mrs. Friedmann?"

"The lady's the one who called ME and told me about Judy. Seems she's heard nothing but good things about my - good nature, and not wanting to miss one inch of Bob, begged me to take her Judy's place," she laughed.

"When did you arrange all this," I demanded.

"Yesterday, while my kid sister was being initiated into the world of sexual bliss."

I thought a moment and asked, "Hey - what would you have done if you hadn't won that bet with me? You bitch," I laughed admiringly. "You had it all planned, didn't you?"

"Don't flatter yourself, Jess. I could have found another substitute sitter, easy."

"Yeah, but one willing to play-act whore to a bunch of Black boys?"

"ESPECIALLY a bunch of Black boys." She laughed, then gestured me to be quiet.

Bob returned with his jacket and said, "You think you can handle it? I mean, a bunch of rowdy young bloods like these?"

They didn't seem especially rowdy to me. Jimmy was still standing, nervously shifting his feet behind his dad, while the other two boys, Willy and Jermaine, sat on the couch, looking a little nervous, like wallflowers at a grade school dance.

I took them both in, and actually was a little turned on by my assessment. Willy, the othernine-year-old, was big for his age it seemed to me; about two inches taller than Jimmy and more filled-out. He was a beautiful caramel color, with, crazily enough for such a little kid, a shaved head. He would catch my eye briefly, then look away sullenly, like I was a treat dangled before him that would only be taken away.

Jermaine - well, I couldn't quite figure out why he'd been invited to a children's jerk-orgy. I mean, isn't eight a bit young? Had his balls even dropped yet? He had to be clueless, I thought - my chief misconception of the evening, as it turned out. He met my eye and held it, smiled at me and (the nervy little boy) licked his lips and winked at me! But damn, was he cute! If Willy was caramel, Jermaine was Cadbury's semi-sweet chocolate, and I always did have a huge sweet tooth!

Jimmy, Willy and Jermaine - with Jamal yet to come. I thought about Bob's question: Could I handle these rowdies? Remember, I wasn't yet the whore I am today. I was learning fast, for sure, and loving the studies, but I didn't know much yet about the psychology of sluthood. I mean, I was sure I could give and get all the physical pleasure I wanted, but it was only slowly dawning on me that there's a mind-game side to sex that, if understood, only makes the ecstasy greater. I'd find out more about that before the night was over.

"Sure, Mr. Nelson. They'll be no problem. I'll check on Amy in a few minutes. Have fun at your - sports thing. Allie, see you at home later? OK, now," I said, turning to the boys, "time to get ready for bed!"

"Whaaat?! We gets to stay up till ten - you said so, Dad!" Jimmy was confused and mad.

"That's right, Jess, I said this was a special night for the boys," inserted Bob. "But that don't mean you guys can't get ready now, hear?" Bob and Allie said their goodnights and turned to leave. With muted grumbling, all three trooped off to get ready.

When I'd turned, Bob and Allie were already half-way down the walkway. I noticed Bob had his arm around Allie, in what he maybe hoped would be taken as a protective, fatherly gesture. When he dropped his big hand to her ass, it did kind of spoil the effect. Then they disappeared into his Camaro and were gone.

The boys were still off somewhere in the house and I decided to first check on Amy. I didn't know where her room was - no one had given me a tour of the layout, so I just started going room to room.

I passed one door, behind which I could hear the boys goofing around, and tried the next one. It was dark and empty - probably Bob's room. I went to the next closed door and opened it. A dim nightlight illuminated the room, and on a small bed I spotted a lump under some covers. I went to the bedside and sat down carefully, not wanting to wake the child. I was burning with curiosity to see my 'sister'.

I pulled the covers back gently and gasped: She was almost as Black as her dad! What the fuck!? No way - if she were Allie's and Dad's, she'd be White - almost pale white, as both were very fair complected. It hit me with depressing suddenness that Allie lied - or did she? Maybe she was just having another sick joke at my expense - or was Allie disturbed? And how would I ask her? SHOULD I even ask?

Lost in these awful ruminations, I heard a yell from nearby.

"Jess? We ready for you! Come out and play, bitch!"

It was Jimmy, still playing the Player for his friends. It pissed me off, that he was taking so much for granted. I'd have to show his Black ass up - but then I paused. No, it might be better to play games with him. I hadn't resolved yet just how far I was going to go with this whole scene with the Black boys, but I knew that I'd go with the flow - and that I would control the flow.

I slipped out of Amy's room and went looking for the kids. I found them sitting in the living room, all of them only in boxer shorts, Jimmy looking like the smug ring-leader, Willy still shy, with a throw pillow on his lap, and Jermaine still smirking his little stud's smile.

"Jimmy, not so loud! You could have woken Amy, you know, and I don't need that kind of grief," I protested.

"Oh? What kind of grief DO you need?" he asked, his hand on the bulge in his shorts.

"A screaming baby, that's what. Little boys I can handle," I challenged.

"Let's see if you can handle THIS," he smirked, juggled his bulge.

It was time to set some rules here.

"Jimmy - come with me. We need to - talk." I left a challenge in my voice. "Where can we go, hmmm?"

"My room - upstairs. Let's go, ho." I took him by the hand, and let him lead me to his room. Oh, I didn't mention I was wearing only a t-shirt and a short skirt, with no underwear. I'd ecided against Allie's offer of a teddie. Still, I was transparently slutty enough in my garb.

We went into his candlelit room and I shut the door behind us.

"OK, Jimmy. What the fuck's the deal here?" Jimmy was taken aback by my challenge, his player pose shaky now.

"Allie - your sister - said she'd - she'd FUCK me tonight."

"That's not what she told me, boy," I spat back.

"She did! And my homies, too!"

"Jimmy - cut the street shit with me, okay? I didn't agree to any of this, got it?"

"But - you gotta ... "

"I don't have to do SHIT, understand? Now, what did you tell Willy and Jermaine was going to happen? Tell me!"

He stammered, "That they'd get a fine time with a White chick. I didn't promise 'em nothin' specific."

"Good. So tell me - those two look up to you, right?"

"Yeah."

"And if nothing happens, you'll look real bad to 'em, right?"

He hung his head for an answer.

"I know you've had you dick in my sister - it's all right, I know. Just how experienced are you? Don't lie now, boy."

"She - your sister's my first."

"Jimmy - you like Allie?"

"Yeah - she real nice to me."

"You like me, too, Jimmy?" I hooked my thumbs in the waist of my skirt and tugged them down and inch or two.

"Oooo, sure - you plenty sweet, too," he gulped.

"Wanna see my pussy?" I cooed.

"Yeah!"

"In a minute, baby. First, tell me about Willy and Jermaine. They as big a man-of-the-world as you, hmmm?"

Jimmy was so hot he completely missed my irony. "Willy? Nah, he ain't done nothing. He just shy as shit. I invited him, just kind of a mercy, you know? Thinking Allie'd be good for the kid." This from a kid himself!

"And Jermaine?" I asked, lowering my waist band to within a cunt hair's width of my snatch.

"Keep goin'," he growled, reaching for my waist.

"Hands off, boy," I said, taking a step back. "Only when I say. Now, Jermaine - what's he got?" Jimmy stopped but kept his eyes on my crotch.

"Jermaine? Man, I don't know WHAT to believe 'bout him. Listen to him, you'd believe he's a real stud. Claims he got a seven-inch dick and he's used it plenty."

"You believe him?"

"Just ain't sure. Talks a good game - Allie?," he asked, sounding like a kid who knows he's not going to get that cookie. "What you doin'? Ain't you - "

"Don't worry, Jimmy," I said. "I'm not going to make you look bad. But here's the deal: I'm only going to be with one of you at a time - no gang shit, understand? And I'm not promising what I'll do with each of you - but you can brag about whatever you want, OK? For instance, I am NOT going to fuck you." The kid looked crushed. "But, short of fucking, I'm yours, baby - "

He looked so relieved, and horny as hell at the same time. I let him finish stripping me, then let him kiss me. Jimmy was a decent kisser - big, soft Black lips that just melted around mine. Damn, I was getting hot despite my warnings to him.

"Slow down, slow, Jimmy," I managed to gasp. "Let me see your dick - Honey, you're my first nigger stud and I want to see what a Black man's made of - Ooooh, nice, baby." And it was, too. Dark and fresh - no foreskin. I stroked him, making note of the veins and the lighter colored cock head, the slightly gaping slit with ooze already coming out. I just HAD to lick it off.

While I was examining him, he massaged my tits. My nipples grew hard, and I had to show him how to pinch and tweak them. When he got it right, I groaned, and gave his cock a wet kiss, while cupping his nuts and rubbing them. He was standing in front of me while I sat on the edge of the bed. Jimmy grabbed my head and started jerking me forward to take in more of his black prong, but I spit it out.

"No! We do this my way!"

Chastised, he let me go, and I resumed my ministrations to his cock. Damn, he was tasty! I lost my head then and took him deeper into my mouth - a mistake. I was still too green to read the signs, and suddenly my mouth was filling with his salty-sweet semen. It was over too fast - I was just getting warm, for Chrissakes! I don't know how much jizz he shot into my mouth, but I was swallowing frantically, not wanting to get his scum all over me - not this early anyway. When the last mouthful was down, I spoke roughly to him.

"Fuck, Jimmy! Don't you have any self-control? Shit! You're supposed to please me, too, not just yourself! Damn!"

Jimmy almost had tears in his eyes; I'd shamed him, I guess. I felt sorry for him then, and hugged him around the waist.

"Oh, don't worry, baby - you'll do better next time. You've got a sweet cock, Jimmy. Really."

'Really?' his eyes asked.

"Sure do. Now, go out to your friends and tell 'em I said so - Just don't say you fucked me, right? Don't say much of anything. I don't know what I'll with each of them, so don't give them any ideas, OK?"

"Sure - what you said."

Jimmy paused. "See you again? Later?" he implored.

"We'll see. Now get, and send in Willy."

He left, and I had a few minutes to ponder Life So Far, as I put it to myself. Here I was, fourteen years and a day. Two days ago I was a fresh kid, not bad looking - a little thin for my age; lower-case "a" tits. Perky little ass, blond. Having a hard time picturing me? I wasn't always 30 pounds overweight like now - thank God a lot of it went to my tits. "D" is such a better letter than "a", except maybe on a quiz. And I'm really better with auburn hair, at least for now.

Whatever. Like I was saying, from a petite virgin to a gangbanged, dog-fucking slut in just over a day - not bad, not bad at all. And now my first Black dick! Oh, I really wanted to fuck Jimmy, but held off 'cause I wanted to take advantage of this sweet situation to find out more about cock.

A light knock on the door broke into my musings. "Come in, Willy," I cooed.

He shyly entered and stayed near the door.

"It's okay, honey, I won't bite - unless that's what you want, hmmm?"

I'd decided already that I'd take a motherly approach with Willy, try to draw him out of his shyness. Nobody much used the term 'low self-esteem' 15 years ago, but that's what Willy had a case of. Being a little big for his age must have left him feeling awkward, most especially around girls, I imagined. Well, I'd baby him into feeling better about himself.

"Come over to the bed, baby. Sit by mama - that's right." I'd put my t-shirt back on before he arrived, but I was still pussy-naked.

"Would you like to kiss me, hmmm?" His eyes said 'yes' but he made no move. It was really sweet, and I really did want to mother him - like my mom mothered Jeremy!

I cuddled by him and kissed his cheek.

"Now - that wasn't so bad, was it?" He shook his head. "Want another?" Again a head shake, and I startled the poor kid by planting a big wet full-of-tongue kiss on him. I'd closed my eyes, but I'd bet anything his flew open!

Willy quickly got into the kissing. I took his hand and pushed it under my shirt. He was catching on fast, as he massaged my tits and nipples. 'Damn', I thought, 'he must have done this before!' It turned out it wasn't shyness that was Willy's problem. I found that out when I reached into his shorts and clutch his prick. Oh honey - no nine-year-old should have such a cock! It had to be seven inches and thick! My God! (Willy told me later that he was embarrassed by it. He thought he was a freak! Oh, mamma - The world should be FULL of such freaks!)

"Baby, ohhhh, baby baby - what have you been hiding? You prick is gorgeous - and so are you!"

I wanted him to feel pride in more than his hugeness - guess I'm just an old social worker at heart!

"Willy - what do you want me to do for you . . just ask it, honey."

I'd have done anything - anything at all in that moment. I felt such a tenderness for Willy, and raging lust for his willie.

"Ummm - could you just - kind of keep rubbin' me?" he asked.

"COULD I? For you and him, sure - just lay back, babe."

It was sweet. I stroked him with one hand, then two, pausing every so often to kiss his smooth crown.

And then it was over fast, much too fast. He shot a big puddle onto his stomach and chest, and I couldn't resist streaking it with my fingers, like I was back in fourth grade with him, finger-painting. As a bonus, I licked him clean, taking care to nibble his nipples as I did so. Willy was still breathing heavily, and I whispered to him, "Willy? You ever need a babysitter at your place, just call me, hear?"

Willy smiled broadly, stood up, and started to leave the room.

"Willy? Better put your shorts back on. We don't want Jimmy and Jermaine to get all green and black with envy, now do we?"

Willy laughed, and just said, "I'll send Jermaine up." I knew I didn't have to tell this close-mouthed sweetheart not to tell too much about what we'd done.

Next Jermaine, the cocky little prick sauntered into the room. He didn't even look at me. Instead, he looked around like he was window shopping, or critiquing the furnishings. I knew this encounter would be a LOT different from the first two.

"Like what you've done with the room," he mused, then laughed in a high, tenor voice.

"I'm so glad you do, sir," I replied.

I decided right then that I'd fantasize with Jermaine, play the classic 'Black cock whore' to his pimp. I didn't know much about that stuff at the time, but later I could look back and see he was already imagining himself as a street heavy. I knew I'd stop it just short of full fucking, though. I mean, I was the woman here, right? Damn, I was fourteen, with six years on him. A little playtime, that's all. Or so I thought.

"That'll be $100 for a blowjob, $200 to fuck my White pussy, or $300 for both. What'll it be, baby?"

"Sheeit, girl. I don't pay for pussy! Ho's pays me!" I almost had to laugh out loud. He was really getting into the part! "Or, should I say, they pays my ho's and THEY pays me."

I couldn't stop the laughter then. "Oh, bullshit, boy - what do you think you - "

My words were stopped by a slap to my face!

"I'm too much man for your sorry White ass, that's what, cunt!" His fierce eyes engaged mine.

"Now, just a fucking minute, boy - "

"Lose that 'boy' shit right now, bitch! Understand?"

I had to take control of the situation, I knew that, or it could lead in directions I didn't want - or did I? What harm could come of it, if I played this out to the end? I STILL wasn't going to fuck him, but everything short of that? Could be fun, and Jermaine was showing real talent in the role. I timidly replied, "Yes, sir."

"That's better, bitch. I don't take shit from any ho. Just ask Tonya, or Shawaan, bitches'll tell ya!"

"Yes, sir."

"You wanna be one of my girls? Huh?"

I liked where this was going, this whore recruitment scene. Like I say, he was good, and I was enjoying it, too. And, I must admit, getting horny as shit after a so-so blow job and a frustratingly short hand job. Maybe let him lick my pussy?

"Yes - I'd love that - sir."

"Gotta see if you qualified, woman - Stand up - let me see you."

I was still naked from the time with Willy. Standing, I realized I was half a head taller than Jermaine, though we probably weighed about the same.

"Tits ain't much, but they's freaks who'll pay for that ... Open your mouth!" I thought he was going to count my teeth, like he was buying a horse or something. "Good cave ... How you at blow jobs, bitch?"

Ah, I thought, so this is what he wants tonight. Fair enough - I could use the practice.

"I give great head, sir."

"We'll see about that later," he mused.

Was I wrong? What did he want?

"Now your pussy. Lay down - spread that snatch, bitch - use your fingers - that's it."

I did as I was told, a little more confused, a little more frustrated, All the sexual tension had been building in me with the first two boys, and now here I was with a pimp-wannabe, being sized up like a hunk of meat - and damned if I didn't love it! I was still half treating it like a skit, the White slut ingénue to Jermaine's cock-master.

"Mmmmm - maybe just a taste," and he ran his tongue into my damp slit.

"Unnnnggghhhh," I moaned. Christ, he was GOOD! Of course, I'd only had Ashley to compare him to, last night when she tongue-cleaned my swampy vagina. His tongue flicked hard on my clit and I screamed with delight. Then he slithered a finger inside me and I melted into orgasm; a second finger pierced me, and my spray must have about drowned him. Yup - as Allie guessed, I was definitely a squirter. I felt his fingers digging deliciously into my pussy, rummaging around, keeping me in shrieking cums, over and over. I thought he was talking to me, but I couldn't understand a thing - I was too far gone to hear, thrashing my head side to side on the mattress.

Suddenly, my pussy was alone. It felt empty without him, and I furiously fingered myself to keep the high going. I felt the mattress sink a little as this eight-year-old play-pimp nestled himself between my legs.

Ava, I couldn't have stopped him - didn't WANT to stop him. Even looking back on all that happened after - nope, I had to get fucked! That's not all of it: I had to have HIM!

I had just a second of regret as his prick slid into my oily shaft that I hadn't taken time to study his prick. God, it felt great, though - good sized, but not uncomfortable. I mean, he was just eight, after all! Of course there was Willy with his black boy-log - but I forgot about him right away, as Jermaine launched into a rhythm that was too great for words. He jabbed slow, then fast; shallow, then deep; piercing me from different angles, hitting what I later learned was my g-spot. He had me screaming and cumming, but he never stopped driving deeply into me. Unlike my first two Black lovers, Jermaine knew how to get my steam up, but not cum too soon. I loved him for that!

After what had to have been 30 minutes of magical fucking, I was wearing out. My ass was scratched from the harshly textured cover on the bed; my pussy was sore, too, and I was drained of my lubricant, making my pussy raw.

I pushed his shoulders. "No more! God, stop now, I can't fuck anymore!"

"What's the matter, bitch? Wore out? Any ho of mine gots to go more than that. Shee-it. Well, I suppose I better breed you now. Throw your ass up at me a few more times - that's it," he grunted.

I couldn't believe it - he was still playing his part! Well, I figured I might as well see it through. The sweet boy deserved it, for all the thrills he'd given me. I clamped my legs around his waist and urged him on, getting into my part. 'Breed me'? If that was his fantasy, I was happy to take part. After all, I did have my diaphragm in, playing it safe, even though I wasn't positive I hadn't let this babysitting night get out of my control. Anyway, eight-year-olds can't cum anyway - can they? Shit - both Jimmy and Willy had spurted and they were only a year older - no, it's not possible -

Christ, those thoughts relaxed me, and the relief just put me more into the game.

"That's right, honey - fuck me, fuck me - fill my White cunt with your cum - shoot it deep baby, oh give me everything, I'm your slut, your filthy White whore - Ohhhh, FUCK! Cum in my pussy, baby - NOW!"

Jermaine's face above mine looked angry, twisted. His loins hammered mine and I knew I'd be bruised badly. He must have been pounding me 100 strokes a minute, mercilessly, frantically. His eyes got wide and he froze into my depths.

OH MY GOD! The 'little boy' COULD cum! Fuck!! I could tell he was filling me to overflowing with his semen, his Black seed. I swear I could feel the reverberations of his sperm shots, and, exhausted and fucked-out, I could only groan, and take his weight fully on top of me, his magic Black dick still embedded in my vagina.

After many minutes I grew uncomfortable and rolled him over - taking care not to dismount, wanting the connection to continue, go on forever.

I was nuts with lust, Ava. I'd just had the fuck of my short life, one I'd use as the benchmark for a long time to come. And how could I NOT have half fallen for this Black man-child, this sly actor, this wonderful lover.

Jermaine smiled and said, "I do believe you be a good addition to my stable, girl." I laughed and hugged him close, and squeezed his planted pole with my pussy muscles. "Don't do that," he said, "unless you ready to go again."

"Oh, you sweet boy - not yet. Let me cum down a little," I laughed.

"What did I tell you about that 'boy' shit, bitch!" he snarled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby. I just got into the role so far, I didn't - "

"WHAT fuckin' role. I'm serious as death, cunt!"

Damn - he was!

"But Jermaine - all that crap about your 'ho's' - Tonya was it?"

"Yeah - and Shawaan. Tonya my sister. She just six. Only good for givin' blowjobs out behind the video store. Savin' her cherry for a big spender some day."

"Riiight," I drawled. "And what's Shawaan's specialty?"

"Mom'll do any shit I tell's her. Lots of bucks in lily-white old Grinnel for an octoroon submissive."

"You're great, Jermaine!. What a fucking imagination!"

He laughed then, and so did I. Finally, the game was over.

"You had me going again, Jermaine. Hery, c'mon - ready to 'breed your White whore' again?"

"Whatcha think?" He jabbed me with his still hard, still impaled Black baby-maker.

"Oh," he said. "You oughta put this someplace safe and clean. You be needin' it when you work your ass for me," and he held up my diaphragm! I was shocked speechless, too stunned to stop his now insistent up-thrusts into my unprotected womb. "Told you you're my breeding bitch ... "

God help me, Ava, but at that insane moment, my womb wide open and throbbing, that's exactly what I craved - even the strong risk was not too high a price to pay for another fuck like the one he'd just thrown me.

"Ugnnhhh - bitch! You fertile now? You want my Black pickaninny bastard, don't you? DON'T YOU!?"

"Yesssss! Yesss, oh fuck, YESSSS! Give me your Black bastard baby! Knock me up, PLEEEEASE!" and after only a dozen or so intense strokes of his prick, a jet of seed flew to my cervix, Black sperm seeking White egg, and my orgasm put me over into a blackout.

(Ava: Mom - did - were you - ?

Jess: No, honey - not that night. Not for a while. See, I was terrified - not of being pregnant, but of the power a goddamn EIGHT-year-old was having over me. I vowed that if I wasn't pregnant after that first night, I'd have to avoid Jermaine for a long, long time, or - God, I'd give in to him again and again until he DID breed me, and I wanted at least a little time to get farther into my whorishness without a pregnancy slowing me down. Because I knew that even if I wasn't destined to be one of Dr. Reid's breeders, I'd never give away a baby - especially his.

Ava: And did you stop - seeing Jermaine?

Jess: For a while I did. And he didn't come looking for me. Christ, Ava - he was a boy - and the most irresistible man I've ever known. No, he waited, knowing I'd be back. And we got together, over and over. It took a lot of tears and love-making - we'd gone way beyond just fucking, WAY beyond.

Honey, I have only two regrets about my love affair with my boy. That when he died, Brad was too young to remember him ... and that you weren't born yet!)

Jermaine dad was in many ways a cold-hearted little bastard. He never once said he loved me, although he knew I'd have done anything to hear those words. And I did do anything he asked; but that was later. I did stick to my vow to not see him after that night at Jimmy's, at least for as long as I could stand it.

But that night, after he'd fucked me a third time, we did talk awhile. He let me know he still wanted to pimp for me, but I hesitated. I know I said I'd have done anything for him, but I wasn't ready to be a common pay-for-play whore - at least not yet. I was romantic enough to still put a high value on love, and I couldn't, in my heart, accept that the love of my life would sell me to other men. I turned him down flat.

"You be back," he said smugly.

"Don't be so sure," I said, knowing I couldn't possibly stay away forever.

"It don't worry me. Take your time. I'll find you when you ready. You can't go long without this," he laughed, giving me a sharp jab with his insatiable cock, now (did I forget to mention?) lodged in my ass. He was right.

"But hey, girl - you gots some of them wild oats to sow, don't ya? I don't WANT a bitch who don't give herself to me wholesale. So, Jess, I be seeing you."

He popped his cock out of my butt, stood up, and smiled down at me, curled on the bed in a puddle of our mutual cum. I'd never felt so alone before. "Only thing is," he frowned, "you can hand your cunt out as much as you want, but the womb's mine, understand?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, pretty sure I knew the answer.

"Fuck your White whore's brains out, don't matter to me. But, if you ain't sproutin' my Black child in you yet, you going to be someday." He picked up the diaphragm he'd pulled from me before the first fuck. "You be wearing this ALL the time. It only comes out for Jermaine, got it? When you ready, you come crawlin', and when you do, I want to see this in your hand, not your pussy. Right now, get this fucker back in you. Keep my cum bottled up. And keep other fuckers' shit OUT of my womb!"

I didn't have to think long. "Yes, baby. Whatever you say."

He startled me then with his tenderness.

"Uh uh, not what I say. You has to want it deep in your heart and soul, baby. Only when you ready to surrender. I don't want your sorry White ass till then."

Ava, we'd been together in the candlelit room maybe a half an hour, and I wasn't at all the same girl who'd entered it. Something had been added, nothing taken away. I ill intended to experience everything a slut could - yet here I was - in love! I would give my cunt, mouth and ass to anybody and everybody - yet my soul and womb were his alone. I'd become as filthy a tramp as Grinnel had ever seen, but I would love this boy the rest of my days, and bear his children.

There was a whining at the bedroom door.

"Damn it, Jermaine - you had enough time with her! Me 'n Willy wants our seconds! You comin' outta there?"

God, I'd forgotten all about the other kids. But I wanted only to be with my man-child.

"Send him away," I whispered to Jermaine.

"Be right out, man," Jermaine called to the door. "Bitch be yours! Give me a minute."

"Don't - don't go yet, please?" I begged.

"Gots to. Hey - you kept me longer than I meant to be."

Did that mean - ? Shit, Ava, I was like a love-struck kid, listening and hoping for any signs of affection.

"Jess - Jimmy 'n Willy are my men. They really just kids. You be doing them a mercy by showin' 'em a fine time, hear me?"

"But, baby - "

"You love me, right?" he smirked.

"Yes - yes, I love you, Jermaine."

"Then do what I say. You three get it on - keeps that rubber of yours in though, hear me? Your womb is MINE."

"Oh, don't go yet - we have - so much we should talk about, like - "

"We said it all. Simple rules: You go be a whore until you ready to be my bitch. When you ready to breed, come see me." And then he left.

I bought his rules completely. He knew me better than it seemed I knew myself. I'd be back. But right now, I knew I wanted to be just what he'd ordered me to be - a total round-heels.

The door to the bedroom opened again. I'd expected to see a black, back-lit shadow, but not three of them! The forms moved into the room and surrounded the bed. Three? Was Jermaine going to join in what was shaping up to be my first Black gangbang? But one of the three shapes was huge, and I found myself hoping it was Bob Nelson, back from his tryst with Allie and Mrs. Friedmann!

"Jess? This 's my cousin, Jamal."

Jamal stepped forward, bowed and shook my hand.

"Very pleased to make your acquaintance, Jessica."

I was mesmerized by his eyes, his smile, and by his gentlemanly manner. Despite my sexual exertions of the night, I felt a flutter in my abdomen as I thought - as I fucking well KNEW - that Jamal would be fucking me tonight. Yes, he'd be FUCKing me, pure, dirty and simply. Jermaine was my only lover.

"Pleased to meet you, too." Damn. I almost said "sir". An easy mistake: Though I'd be fucked by lots of guys in the last two days, none of them were MEN, like this hunk in front of me.

"Jimmy? Why don't you and your friend Willy leave me and Jessica alone for a bit, to get to know each other better?"

"Aww, Jamal," Jimmy whined, but at a sharp glace from Jamal, he and Willy sadly dragged themselves away.

When Jamal turned back to me, I noticed he was wearing a sweat outfit. "Grinnel Football" was stenciled on the front.

He saw me looking at his chest and laughed, "Here - let me take this off. Give you a better look," and he pulled the thick cotton garment over his head. He had a beautiful build. I'd have guessed he was a running back or wide receiver, not bulky like a tackle; built, like they say, for speed.

"May I?" he asked, a long black finger lightly tracing the contours of my pussy lips. By way of answer, I spread my legs wide until my lips opened slightly for him. "Hmmm - I'd say you've been having fun before I got here," he laughed. "Did you take on all three of them?"

I couldn't speak with the tremoring in my cunt, but shook my head 'no'.

He laughed, a deep joyful sound, and slipped at finger into my snatch. "Jessica, you're pretty new to this, aren't you?"

As he examined my vaginal cavern, I again shook my head 'yes'.

"I can tell. What are you? Fifteen? Sixteen?"

"Unghhhh - four- fourteen, sir."

"Oooie, fourteen! And I'm no 'sir', Miss Jessica. Just plain old 'Jamal'. Tell me, Jessica - are you freelance or are you one of those Program girls?"

"How - what do you know about that?"

"Shit, girl, you don't think you kids have a secret society, do you? Hell, the football team's been on to the Program for years. You ought to see our video collection sometime. Damn near professional, lots of it. Titles, credits, all that shit."

He paused and smiled slyly. "Your mama's name Beatrice? Or just plain 'Bea'?"

"How - how did you - oh, no - you don't mean - ?"

"Your mama could have been a star - maybe not Hollywood, but out in the Valley anyways. Yes, the guys made one of THE great films with your mama."

"Wait - nobody had video equipment worth anything back then," I protested.

Jamal laughed. "Jess, this film is hot off the camera, no more than two weeks ago. Girl," he said more seriously, "Bea's got a lot of pride in you. Thinks you're something special. Strongly recommended you, in fact."

"For what?"

"Why you think I'm here? Think I normally hang with little boys? Shit - I'm here as a talent scout - a recruiter, just like uncle Bob recruited me for old Fightin' Grinnel," he laughed.

"After your mama fucked me and my boys, she wanted more, you see? And, as good a piece of ass as she is, we got coy. Said only if she could make it interesting for us. That woman's pussy was so on fire she'd have done anything. That's when she mentioned you. Said you were still cherry, but after your birthday, you'd be prime stuff for us.

"Some of my boys wanted to rush the date and bang your cherry loose, but most of us took a little mercy and told her, sure - we could wait. Even so, with young stuff like you, somebody needs to check it out. Your mama could have been lying, saying anything for another reaming.

"So - here's ace scout Jamal, checking on your mama's veracity. And," he said, pushing his black finger deeper into my sodden pussy, "I'm a little troubled. For YOU, Jess."

"Why? Why for me?"

"Just don't think your pussy's ready for pulling Black train."

He slipped his finger out and shook his head. Ava, what a confusion he'd put me in! Here I was, freshly fallen in love with an eight-year-old, burning to bear his child some day; cunt soaked with his seed - and then to hear, almost matter-of-factly, that my mom had virtually promised me to a pack of Black college studs; and most of all, to be feeling the empty agony in my pussy.

And wait - what was that shit about not being ready!

"Try me, Jamal. Come on, baby - I want it," I mewled.

"What you want, girl?"

"Your big Black cock, that's what - fuck me, Jamal, just fuck your little whore, that's right, that's what I want, your beautiful big prick, gimme - " and I reached out and clasped the bulge in his sweat pants, and - oh, SHIT! I thought, in the dimness, that I had grabbed his ARM! I couldn't clench my fist around the shaft! My hand pulled away, like I'd stuck it into a fire!

Jamal laughed, stood up, and skinned his sweatpants off.

"Surprised, child?" he laughed, clutching his prick at the base, and still a good six or seven inches of fuck-pole were showing. "You've just been fucking boys, Jess. Got a little cocky, I'll bet. Like you could take on anything."

I thought of Jermaine, and how even his seven inches had stretched and impressed me. But Jermaine was at least four inches shorter than Jamal, and a hell of a lot smaller in girth. As I took these mental measurements, I got scared, thinking of trying to take it in - and scared that I WOULDN'T try!

"You don't have to, Jess," he assured me, stroking my hair.

You must be kidding! I thought. How could I NOT try?

"Oh, YES I do," I murmured. I flopped on to my back and held my legs wide open. "Fuck me, please?"

"Happy to oblige," he said, and got between my thighs.

"I'm gonna take it easy, Jess. There's good pain AND bad pain." I felt a log nudging at my pussy lips. "Just gonna get the head in at first - relax."

He moved forward and a wrenching pain, worse than Jeremy ripping my hymen, racked my lower half.

"Shit NO! You're ripping me, STOP!"

"Easy, easy - I'll hold still till you relax a little - Hell of a lot easier than giving birth - just think about that, easy now, hold your breath - " and he pushed another inch of his mighty Black club into my screaming cunt.

I must have passed out for a moment, and it was a mercy I did, because when I could make sense of where I was again, I heard Jamal's seductive voice saying, "Good girl - that's three inches - "

THREE INCHES!? It felt like his LEG was inside me - but the worst of the pain was gone now, like I'd moved beyond agony, and the most sinful rut was on me. I started squirming under him, trying to maneuver more of his marvelous prick inside me.

"More - MORE, Jamal - gotta - " and more of his black mamba moved up into me.

"Four inches - you're doing great, baby. Now let's consolidate what we got." Up to now, all of his motions had been forward, INTO me, planting his root. But then he started the in-and-out motion, very slowly, in, out, in, out - and I moved to meet him. I could hear the squishing sound of my sodden pussy, like it was trying to chew his cock, and salivating all around it.

Shit, Ava, in truth I wasn't thinking one bit, except to know I was being mauled by a monster, and loving it. The only thing missing was MORE! But not for long.

"Six inches, baby - nice tight pussy - "

He bent down and kissed me, and I opened my mouth to him, and felt is tongue fucking my mouth in the same rhythm as his cock in my cunt.

It sounds so simple to say 'I came'. There's no words for the screaming madness I felt, the earthquake of a release, and Jamal used those lost moments to bury himself to the curlies in my raw vagina.

Jesus, Ava - I thought I was going to pass away from pain and pleasure, but with his deepest thrust, he saw something in my face, I guess, and immediately pulled out of me. The momentum of my cum kept rolling over me, and I've got to say that my relief at being empty was greater just then than the disappointment.

I felt a splash of something hot and sticky hit my little tits, and my chin. I was too much like a rag doll just then to avoid it - or to scoop it up and eat it! I was little more than a puddle myself! Minutes passed. How many, I can't say.

"Jessica? Hey, Jess?"

"Hmmmm?"

I scooped up some of his juicy seed from my chest and brought it to my lips and face, smearing it all over, then licked my fingers clean.

"You passed, baby. Ready to sign a contract?" That was about the funniest thing I thought I'd ever heard.

"Sure am," I laughed. "Who drafted me?"

He laughed, too. "The Grinnel Starting Niggers, and Black Cock Whore Studios - a football and film contract, baby."

"When's training camp?"

"How 'bout next Friday night? Just you, me and seven or eight of the biggest, nastiest Black dicks a White whore ever dreamed of."

"I'll sign!" I laughed. "And my screen test?"

"Two sluts with one stone - same time, same place," he smiled.

"Seriously, Jess - it's still up to you. Me and my men don't force anybody to do anything. You come, it's your choice. You don't, nothing'll happen. Okay with that?"

"MORE than okay. thank you, Jamal. You made that beautiful for me. Oh, what a fucking night it's been, God!"

"Girl, I don't think you're just talking about you and me here. What's been happening?"

Ava, I told him everything. I just trusted him, from the first. Maybe it was the gentle yet aggressive way he fucked me, then let me know I wasn't a slave. I ended up telling him about the Initiation - even Buster - but mostly about the intense situation with Jermaine. Hearing that, Jamal touched my shoulder, looking concerned.

"Jess, you be careful with that one."

"I know. I will. But why are you saying that?"

"'Cause I know him. Just can't figure him. Looks like a little kid, but has the smarts of a grown man. Dick of one, too, I hear." I assured him that was true. "But he's a user, Jess. I don't mean drugs. He uses women. Shit, I hear he pimps his little sister. It's a fact he pimps his mama. She don't bring it in like she used to. Smokes up all the profit, and has this nasty strain of clap, too." He brooded a minute. "Jess, he hasn't asked you - or has he?"

"Jamal, thanks for your, well, for wanting to warn me. No, I turned him down for whoring."

"Good. You're a sensible girl."

"WOMAN, Jamal, a woman. But God help me, Jamal - I love him!" I paused and looked down at my battered pubes. "And I've promised to bear his children."

"Awww, shit, Jess! Think about it. It ain't love - the little nigger's just got you bewitched."

"That he does," I said dreamily.

"I meant it. Word is that Jermaine's playing with evil forces."

"You mean voodoo?" I laughed.

"Don't talk about shit you ain't into! The Devil, Jess. Sold his immortal soul for a man-sized dick and power over pussy."

"I don't believe you. Superstitious bullshit!" Still ... where DID he get that cock? And he sure did have power. Damn, in half an hour he had me swearing to carry his bastard children!

"Jess - you don't know 'bout this shit. Believe me. Look, promise at least you won't go near Jermaine for a while - at least until your screen test, okay? Maybe we can show you what real Black magic is. What do you say?"

It was easy to agree. After all, I'd already vowed to stay away from him as long as I could, to get my head around this mysterious connection of ours, and shit - to have just the kind of experiences that Jamal was offering me with the football team.

"Good for you, baby. Look, I gotta run - wish I didn't". He kissed me sweetly.

"Why?" I didn't want him to go. For one thing, his dick would have to leave with him.

"Don't be getting jealous, girl, but I got another tryout scheduled - with Uncle Bob. Just called me on my cell 'fore I got her. Said he had a fine piece of White tail to evaluate. You understand, right?"

I howled with laughter. "I sure do! Do me a real favor, Jamal - brag me up to the 'new girl'. Tell her what a fine piece I am. And be sure to tell her my name!"

"Some kind of joke, Jess?"

"Just a little. Do it for me?"

"Sure will. And YOU are, too."

"Am what?"

"A fine piece of White tail. 'Night, Jess. Till Friday. Eight o'clock. Black Student Union."

"I'll be there, diaphragmed and raring to go!"

"Good girl. Bye."

The door hadn't shut for a minute before Jimmy and Willy stormed in again.

"Hey - it 'bout our turn yet?" Jimmy said petulantly.

"Sure is, honey, and I'm aching to fuck!"

"Yessss! Willy, get on out - "

"NO," I said. "You don't get it. Both of you. Now. Together."

"I - no, man, I don't wag my dick in front of no man - uh uh - ," protested Jimmy.

"How about you, Willy?" I asked the sweet boy sweetly.

"No problem."

"Well, Jimmy, seems we do have a problem. I'll only fuck you together, that's final."

I had an inspired idea. I wasn't, in fact, looking forward to balling either of them - not after the thrill of Jamal's tree trunk up my cooze. Nope, I was after another first. Yesss -

First I got Willy onto his back and mounted him facing his feet, cowgirl style.

(Ava: But, Mom, you'd already fucked more than one boy at a time. What was so new about this?

Jess: All I'll say is this: Imagine two pricks pumping you at the same time.

Ava: So?

Jess: And BOTH of them in your pussy!?

Ava: Ahhhh -

Jess: Ahhh-men!)

I didn't have any idea where I'd got the notion of stuffing my cunt with two cocks. Looking back, I think I was beyond thought at all: I just was centered in my nasty pussy's needs. I'd forgotten all about my resolve to stop with hand jobs for the boys, much less only being with one at a time. I was just on fire, the experience of more or less promising my soul to Jermaine, followed by the delicious recruitment by Jamal and agreeing to be gang fucked by the Black players - there was no depth I'd not sink to from now on, that's for sure.

Anyway, with Willy under my back, firmly stuck in my cunt, I felt empty enough (after the wonderful Jamal) that I ordered Jimmy to get his cock in me, and quick. The poor kid was in the first major conflict of his life. He wanted to fuck me something fierce, but the idea of having his dick rubbing another male's just tore him up - but I wasn't having any of it. I just needed more. I literally grabbed Jimmy by the balls and pulled his sorry ass towards me, until he lost his balance and fell on top of me. Willy let out a grunt, but didn't miss a thrust. I grabbed Jimmy's dick and put it where it belonged, and kissed the poor little kid so hard that his eyes actually crossed.

"That's it - fuck me HARDER - both of you - fuck your White whore - I'm your cheap little White bitch, ain't I Jimmy? Willy? Make your slut SCREAM!"

They did their best, and the novelty of the scene more than made up for their clumsiness. I yelled for them to cum in my slut pussy - thank God I'd put the diaphragm back in while I still had my head on me -

No, wait, I forgo to mention - it was Jermaine that made me put it in, yes, to hold in his sperm ... oh SHIT! If I was fertile right now, it would be all wrong ... I mean, I'd taken dozens of loads in my unprotected womb in the last 24 hours - if I WAS knocked up, I wouldn't be sure for nine months if it was Jermaine's child, he being the only Black sperm that swam in my uterus.

But all those thoughts came later. Right now, I was loving the reaming my two boys were giving me, screaming utter filth, cumming so hard now that I almost didn't hear the phone ringing on the extension on Jimmy's nightstand, by the phone.

"Oh, SHIT!," Jimmy moaned. "FUCK! I gotta - I gotta answer it - might be Dad - checking up - "

Poor boy didn't know whether to shit or go blind, but he just had to have my pussy! He managed to pick up the phone, and drop it, and pick it up again.

"H-hello?" The phone was close enough that I could hear a deep voice on the line, but couldn't make out what it was saying.

"Uh - yeah, we all right - unghhhh - No, nothin' - just bumped my foot - oh, Christ! - nothin', REALLY - yeah - oooooh - yeah, she here - hold on - " Jimmy held the phone to me, trembling in his hand. "Dad want you - " he whispered. "Just don't bust us!"

Trying to get my own breathing under control, I took the receiver.

"Hello, Mr. Nelson. How's your, your evening going?"

"Just fine, Jess, just fine - Boys treatin' you well?"

"Ooooh, yes! They're obeying me great!"

"Amy still asleep?"

"Last I looked - she - was - grrrrrrrr!"

"You all right girl? What's goin' on there?" he asked gruffly.

God help me, I couldn't think my way through the orgasm that was building and building. I just blurted out, "Oh, FUCK ME!!! -"

"Would if I were there, baby. Maybe - "

"ARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHH! I'm fucking CUMMMMMING!!" If my orgasm had been a brush fire, the simultaneous cumming of my boys was like gasoline splashed on it.

"HEY! Jessica - you fucking somebody? Better tell me, girl - what the fuck's going on?" Bob actually sounded more curious than pissed.

I was starting to ride my cum down now and, panting heavily, said, "Mr. Nelson - I won't lie to you. I've got - Willy's dick in me - a-and Jimmy's, too."

"They force you, girl? If they did I'm gonna come home right now and whip their sorry asses, I swear I'll - "

"No, it's okay, Mr. Nelson. It's all my fault. I was just - I as much as begged them to fuck me, honest."

"That straight? You wanted to?"

"Yess, oh yessss, and - I want MORE!"

There was a pause.

"Jermaine still there?"

"No," and the disappointment must have been obvious. "No, he had to - take care of something."

"Hmmmm - probably seein' if his mama was fucked up or just fucked over." Another pause. "He fuck you too, Jess?"

"God, yes!"

"Jess - listen to me - you keep away from that boy. He ain't NO good to anybody. Hear me?"

I told him I heard him, over and over, not wanting yet another warning about this Devil-possessed Black boy, my lover.

"Good. Jamal make it?" he asked, a little too casually.

"He came late and couldn't stay but a few minutes."

"Long enough though?" Bob was on to me, that's for sure.

"Yes - VERY long enough - excuse me a second, Mr. Nelson - Willy's getting crushed here - "

"I'm fine," Willy wheezed. "Don't - make me pull out - Wanna cum again - " Well, and so did I, as a matter of fact!

Shamelessly, I said in the mouthpiece, "Mr. Nelson? Is it okay if I hang up now? Willy wants to keep fucking and I've been on top so long the poor kids flattened out - "

Mr. Nelson laughed. "And what's my boy doin' - just watching?"

"No - not at all. He's still in my cunt, too - "

"You don't mean you DP'd 'em? Oooooie - Jess, you some piece of talent. Damn, I hope I can recover before I gets home - unless?" his voice trailed off.

"Your son's a sweetie, Mr. Nelson."

"Call me 'Bob', baby."

"Bob - and so's Willy, but - sorry, guys - I wouldn't mind a little Black man-meat about now."

"Baby - you're ON - if, like I say, your sister's left a drop in this nigger's nuts. No offense, girl, but - "

I laughed. "None taken, no sirree Bob. I'm just starting to appreciate her myself - Unghhhh!! - Bob? Willy's having his way with me again and - mmmrrrrfffffffff!"

"What? What you say?"

I spit Jimmy's hardening cock out of my mouth. I didn't mention that the sound of Bob's voice on the phone gave the kid a quick soft-off, which had begun hardening again as he realized from my conversation with his dad that he wasn't up shit creek. The impetuous boy seemed anxious for me to help finishing the hardening process and set me up for an involuntary blow job. Well, involuntary only because I like to finish my sentences.

"Sorry, Bob - Jimmy had to have something to do with his dick and, seeing me flapping my gums with you, well - "

"Say no more," and his deep laugh rumbled again. "Go back to your fun. I'll be there in fifteen minutes - gotta see a lady home to the faculty ghetto. All right if I drop your sister off first?"

"Wait - no - bring her with you. I've got a little something to prove to her. And Bob? If you've got a friend or two to bring along, well - " I let him imagine the rest of the sentence. No, I don't ALWAYS finish them on my own!

"Maybe - just wait and see - Let me talk to Jimmy a second. And YOU I'll be seein' soon, right?"

"Not soon enough - Bob. Hurry." I purred and handed the phone to Jimmy.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but was actually a bit distracted. Willy took it into his head to try something new. He hunched his hips up, then pushed my ass up and held me balanced, suspended above his hips.

"Willy? You're not thinking what I'm thinking - You ARE! Let me guide you, honey."

I grasped his black pole and pointed it straight up, then bent my knees, lowering my ass towards his prick. I was a little tense, but on further feeling, knew he was greasy enough with all the cum I had trapped in my cooze to be cool.

I kept lowering until I felt his hard cock pop open my asshole, which stretched, then tightened as, I guessed, it closed around his crown. Ava, there are times when sodomy is not only the greatest - it's the ONLY thing. Sure, I'd been butt fucked thoroughly yesterday at the Initiation, but it was all part of an overwhelming, confused set of pokings and pummelings. NOW I wanted to enjoy the ass pounding all by itself. With Willy pushing up and me down, I soon was able to look between my legs and see he was still only in up to the cap, and no amount of pushing got him any further. I was still too new to being a trash whore to know that this position just is too fucking difficult for a proper ass fuck.

Frustrated and losing the fine edge of my horniness, I just plain stood up and told Willy, "Fuck it - I quit." Poor boy was beside himself, but too gentlemanly to object.

Just about then, Jimmy was saying, "No - no way, Dad - we won't - Promise! See ya." He hung up.

"Was he mad?" Willy asked softly.

"Naw - well, sorta, maybe."

"What'd he say?"

Jimmy looked at me with wet sheep eyes. "He said we couldn't touch you again - at least not till he got home. That he'd know if we did and whip our asses."

"You think he would?"

"I KNOW he would," Jimmy said. "Shit, better get dressed and wait. Watch some TV, something ... "

"Jimmy? Did Bob say anything about ME not touching YOU?" I asked sweetly.

"What? Well, no - he didn't. What you thinkin', girl?" the little rooster asked.

"I was thinking that I'd spank your Black asses," I said with anger they thought was real, "for picking up the fucking phone before I'd cum!"

Their shock passed and they howled like crazy coons, thinking the game was back on. I put a stop to THAT one.

"NO! Not unless your dad tells me to fuck you. When he gets here, I'm going to be his White slave bitch. I'll obey his every wish, but unless he wishes for me to fuck his baby boy again, keep your dick put away. You too, Willy. Sorry, hon.

"Now excuse me while I go 'freshen up' for your dad."

Shit, I know I said I never needlessly fuck anybody over, Ava, but even now I don't think I was fucking with Jimmy and Willy. Hell, I'd given them both the first great fucks of their lives, but now it was time for a MAN for your mama. They weren't old enough to even think about being masters, even over a fourteen-year-old White tramp. A good lesson for them.

I spent the next ten minutes taking a quick shower, taking care to milk my love tunnel and wipe what excess cum from my pussy opening as I could. I wanted to be at least semi-fresh for Bob, and whatever else he'd bring. I gave my cunt a quick look over, and wasn't pleased with what I saw. I had very fine, downy hair back then, not enough to be any kind of anti-friction pillow for pounding cocks, and I was pretty chafed and red, from clit to bung hole.

I looked in the Nelson's medicine cabinet, hoping to find some lotion, but all there was was a half-jar of Vaseline. Sighing, I dipped two fingers and smoothing the cooling grease all over my saddle area, taking special pains and pleasure rubbing my clit.

It was funny, Ava - talk about being naïve - I didn't make myself cum, as badly as I wanted to, because I had this crazy idea that all women and men had "X" number of cums in them to last a life time, and I didn't want to use 'em up too fast! Good thing I was wrong, 'cause I'd have exhausted 'em LONG ago, with the life I've lived!

I decided to stay naked and wait for Bob to get there. I actually kind of hoped he'd bring Allie. I wanted her to see the competition, I suppose. Damned if I knew then what 'sibling rivalry' was, but I had a case of it, for sure.

I went back to Jimmy's room, thinking to tease then a little. I could see them through the open door, sitting on the edge of the bed, both of them with their dicks in hand. So they hadn't gone to watch TV as they'd said after all. But wait - there was a flickering light. I snuck a look in and saw they were glued to a screen - funny, I hadn't noticed a TV in the room - but then again, I WAS fairly distracted during my last stretch in there.

I walked boldly into the room, and the boys stopped in mid-stroke. I posed sexily for them.

"Whatcha watching, hmmmm? Better than this?" I teased, cupping a tit and massaging my pussy for them. Jimmy get beating his meat, though Willy stopped mid-stroke.

"Yeah, bitch - it is!" Jimmy spat.

"Watch your fucking mouth, boy, or - " I started.

"Look for yourself," Jimmy growled.

Ava - it was a copy of my Initiation tape! Fuck, I knew Kerry had seen it, but how did it get around so quickly!? And how many people had seen it?! Why the fuck did I ever let them film me!? Shit, my reputation - What was I thinking?

But then I had to laugh out loud, knowing that that WAS just the reputation I wanted!

"What you laughin' at?" Jimmy asked.

"You, Jimmy! Both of you, jerking off to a sex vid. Really, now - wouldn't you rather beat it while watching the live ME? Watch me rub my pussy for you? Wouldn't you?"

Damn straight, they would, and they knew it.

"Yeah - shit, yeah," and both increased their pounding speed.

"Wait!" I yelled. "I'll pose for you, I'll masturbate right along with you - but on one condition."

"What?" Jimmy challenged, his face twisted from his dick hammering.

"That you and Willy beat each other off."

"No fuckin' way!" Jimmy screamed. "Forget that homo shit, bitch."

"How about you, Willy? You scared of being a homo, little boy?"

A little smile broke out on my sweetie's face.

"You meant that? About babysitting me sometime?"

"Sure did, baby. ANYtime your folks ask. Just don't make it a slumber party, with your little homophobe friends."

Willy just nodded and stood up. He moved in front of Jimmy, who seemed to get even smaller in comparison to Willy than he actually was.

"Here - stroke my joint - no bullshit, Jimmy. You ain't gonna ruin my love-life - are you? He said with more menace than a nine-year-old should even know about. "Jerk me off - boy!"

Ah, what a sight, Ava. Jimmy did get into it, and jerked off Willy slick as hell. Willy returned the favor, and I gave them all the visual encouragement they needed. Actually, they got into farther than my sick mind could have imagined. Wow.

(Ava: What did they do - I mean, how far ...?

Jess: I'll just say this. Three words: They both swallowed.)

Never leave her standing alone

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My husand and I only get time to go out on the town a couple of times a year. This night was one of them. We enjoy cock teasing when we go to clubs. So my pussy was shaved clean and swallowen it alway get that way when I shave it completey. So we went to a club we enjoy in NYC and we had a few drinks and danced and i danced with several men thru the night and a few women. I grabed a cock here and there when I danced with the other men and felt them get rrock hard. a few of the men got a free feel of my pussy and I was wet. Well after a few hours the bar called last call so we called it a night. As my husband and I walked out it was rainning so he said stay under the awning and I get the car. As he left to get the car more people were standing under the awning and I was pushed out so I st
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ep under the next small over hang which was in front of a blak door. Then out of no were the door opened and a men pulled me inside with in a second four men had me lifted into the air and was saying this is the cock teaser next door. This place i soon found out was an after hours joint. I was in shock the men were all yelling take that bitch. As they were holding me in the air by my legs and arms I was brought to the back area and there were men lined up by a wall with there pants down and rubbing their cock hard i was screaming please no then the men carry me pulled my mini skirt up and said look her pussy all wet and ready. The men brought me to the first guy on the wall and slam my pussy onto his cock the men carry me acting as a swing and rocked me back and forth onto this guys cock. I look around and there was about 25 men on the wall. These four men forced my pussy onto at least 20 or more cocks and they were all comming on my stomach and tits and face. At one point they saw some blood commimg frm my pussy it was raw so they turnned me around and forced the other cocks down my mouth i was choking and trying to spit out as they came into my mouth. Then they put me down I could hardly walk and they said get out of here or will take your ass next you cock teasing bitch as I walked to the black door and fell out onto the street and my husband came running over and said what the fuck happened a man at the door told him get your slut out of here all we will fuck her all night then about five more men came out and said that what you get when you cock tease now get the fuck out of here. My pussy was raw and swallon my mouth and lips were hurting too. We never went back to that club so far.

My lovely girl

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where to begin .... she is a long leged skinny brunette. hard tities, nice boot, a very pleasent and wet twat... she likes to play sexual affairs. i remember a night when we were going home, it was kind of late ... we got hot ... so we started touching each others sexual parts, i was driving. the streets where empty after a heavy rain had fallen ... she took of her panties so i touched her pussy lips softly for a while, she rubbed my erected dick and after a while she did a pationeted mouth job .... i was in need of her pussy so i asked to penetrated her ... she agreed so she took her skirt off and helped me to find a sort of empty place to park the car ... it was so easy at the time ... i stopped the car and started fucking her hard in the back seat ... not enough! we

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decided to play ... so i sat on the drivers place pulling the seat all the way back to make some room so she could be seated on top of me ... and being able to drive at the same time ... so we did, she drove for a while with my dick inside of her ... she stopped time by time just playing not to be seen fucking by the peasents!!! of course they noticed us!!! but we enjoyed being observed ... she stopped the car at a point where she found a young fellow who seamed to be waiting for the last midnight buss ... he was standing alone at the bus stop ... at first he appeared not to be interested, so we stood not so far from him ... while we kept enjoiyng our play ... she moand time after time ... while taking all the rest of her cloths off ... he could not help it, he obviously wanted to stare and we enjoyed it much ... my gal invited him closer  ... he was erected ... my gal took a condom out of her purse while he "jumped" into the car and took his dick off his pants ... my gal sucked him hard while being penetrated by me ... i can not tell how long we did stayed there but it seamed to last an hour or so ... when finished she kissed the young man goodbye, took off the condom from his tired dick ... and at that time we realizied that he was so young ... he happened to be 17 yo, he had never fucked before!! we believed him by the look in his eyes ...and how  nervous he was ... it was still raining so we still have no need to hide from the outside ... my gal asked me ears closed to let him fuck her ... i agreed ... so she started on him ... she layed on the back seat, opened her long legs to him, so she let him do as he wanted ... we surely enjoyed it ... he licked her pussy, fingered her, fucked hard .... till i was so exited that i joyned in ... two dicks inside ... rimmimg her sweet pussy as hard as possible .... hummmmm i cummed in so hard that it caused me pain .... now days we tallk about it with joy ... we planned to do it again soon!!!

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I was sitting bare assed on my computer chair and carelessly playing with my cock in front of the camera. The excited face of Anne, my chat mate, was staring at me from the screen. That face and her naked tits was all that I could see of her, but the growing typing mistakes in the dialogue window, made me guess that she had her other hand in her panties. And yet it was only the second time that we were online. The first time she immediately started to talk dirty and it only took five minutes for her to start masturbating on the cam. When she had cooled down a little she apologised and confessed that she had just come out of a painful divorce.


 On the advise o
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f some young colleagues and internet wise girl friends she had bought herself a computer and created herself a profile on an erotic dating site. Not without eagerness she had started exploring the frontiers of her new found sexual liberty, of which the piercings in her nipples and her cunt were the visible affirmation. Already in her fifties, Anne was considerably older than myself but with her open face, the short red hair and beautiful big boobs, she was juicier than many a girl half her age.

After her personal confession she wanted to know if I fell for older women and had began to provoke me, without even awaiting the answer. Many hours, quite a few orgasms and intense talks, we logged out. Yeah, you could definitely say that we got it on together.

Today it felt like we knew each other for years. Both she and I were a lot less tense that that first time and playfully I tried to talk her out of her panties, when once of a sudden two slender over my shoulders two slender arms went for the keyboard and starting typing in my place. “Nice to meet you”. Immediately the cam connection was broken off and I say that Anne went offline.

“O honey. Did I frighten away your playmate? I’m so sorry”, my wife’s voice sounded apologetically, although both I and she knew she had done on purpose. It was not as if she had surprised me with some secret hobby. She knew damn well that I cammed and couldn’t care less that I jerked off, as she called it diminishingly. So she left me alone at my games. Until this moment. “Hey, why on earth did you do that?”, I complained.  She turned the chair around so that we looked each other in the eyes. “What if I felt like playing?”, she answered? Ignoring her I turned around again and mailed to Anne, hoping that she would look into her inbox.. “Please come online again sugar. Don’t tell me you have become a prude. And I didn’t tell you I wasn’t married, did I now?”. “She’s not bad looking, commented my wife, “but isn’t she way too old for you? I didn’t now you had a thing going for mature women. You will have to look for another grandma, because this one, she will never lay eyes on again. But don’t’ worry, I have quite a few old aunts you might take a fancy too.”

“We will see about that”, I replied to her misplaced witticisms about Anne, but I was afraid that she was right and that I had lost her. I just about gave up hope, when she came online again. “Aha, I triumphed. I signalled her to turn the cam on and after a few seconds she came in view. She had put on a top. “Sorry that I frightened you”, type my wife over my shoulders. “By the way my name is Ellen”. “And mine is Anne”. By the expression on her face I could see that she didn’t feel at ease. Ellen clearly didn’t intend her to make easy on her and took the offensive right away. “Just now you weren’t so scarce with yourself. Come on girl, show me what got my husband so excited. Anne only hesitated for a second and then pulled the top over her head. She was naked under it and had goose bumps around her nipples, which were erect and hard. “I must admit, you have gorgeous tits”, typed Ellen. “You should see what a hard on they give Rudi. Nice”. She pointed the cam to my dick and indeed, the obvious truth couldn’t be ignored. “You now”, tried Anne, who had regained her confidence. “I never saw the fun in these computer games,” said Ellen to me, “but I start realising that my judgement was a bit premature”. Promptly she adjusted the cam and stripped to the skin, showing herself off. “From one woman to another”, type Anne, “You’re quite a dish yourself”. And then she halted. Where is this leading, I wondered. I should have known, knowing my wife. The she devil! “Do you mind if I sit down,” the continued the conversation. “It’s not really handy typing over Rudi’s shoulders. Answering her own question, she sat down on my lap, her legs dangling on both sides of mine. “That’s better, isn’t it?” And then she teased. “But wait I’m not totally comfortable yet. Something is in the way”, I read on the screen as she typed the message. Ellen lifted her buttocks from my thighs, took hold of my dick and screwed herself down on my cock until he had totally disappeared inside her. “O GOD”, the screen said in big print. I saw how Anne stood up and pulled her panties down over her broad hips. In close up a bejeweled finger slid into her cunt. “Mmmmm”, sighed Ellen starting to go down on my shaft. “Now I get the picture”, and then typing. “Yeah baby finger that pussy of yours. I want to see you come”. Anne’s free arm went to the keyboard. “’I’m so horny. I want to see him ejaculate”. We were all three of us so plugged into looking and seeing that we didn’t want to wait any longer. Ellen slid off my fat cock, glistening with her juices. A few hard pulls on my dick were enough to make me come. Three pair of eyes testified how my cock exploded in thick blobs of sperm against Ellen’s belly, thighs, cunt and clit, which she rubbed it hastily with polished finger nails. The view was so terrific that it alone was enough to make Anne also come.

“OOOO I’M ALSO COMING”, the screen exploded in capital letters as my cock emptied itself layer after layer on Ellen’s body. Anne changed the cam position to allow us to see how the orgasm redesigned her features. Before our eyes her skin seemed to become more supple and soft, as though the climax wiped a sponge over wrinkles and grooves.  She looked years younger and a candle lit her face from the inside. I never get tired looking at a women come. I can’t think of anything more beautiful than that. The spectacle sent electric lust waves through my sex. “How beautiful”, Ellen whispered. “You too”, I moaned in response. Ellen groaned in anticipation. “Mmmm”. Anne’s face totally focused, one hand kneading the tide of her breasts, the other one till between her thighs. “Come”, I saw her whisper with soundless lips. With the last drops of pleasure that Ellen milked from my shrinking dick, I now started to massaged her swollen clit. Her pelvis thrusted, announcing her climax. I slapped my cock lovingly against the inside of her thighs, her slightly protruding labia and against her clit, pushing her fingers aside, and finally rubbing my sex hard it. Then she came. I wrapped by arms around her and pulled her tight against me, pouring sweet encouragement in her ears. Anne was fascinated. Her body was shook by heavy contractions as she saw Ellen climax.

I was silent for a while as all three of us had to find our second breath. Anne was the first to regain control. “That was magnificent”, she typed. “You took the words right out of my mouth.”, Ellen. “I didn’t know that looking was so much fun. Seeing you come almost gave me more pleasure than my own orgasm”. She laid her legs over the armrests of the chair, and pointed the cam on her pussy, separating her labia with spread fingers, showing the pink and moist interior, still pulsating and throbbing. “Mmmm”, she moaned, staring with obvious narcissism at her pussy on screen. “I wouldn’t mind looking once more”, her fingers wrote.

Anne took the cam and focused it on her pussy. “No baby. That isn’t what I meant”, Ellen rapidly typed as Anne’s middle finger slid into in. “What is it that you want then…?”, Anne questioned as her hand reluctantly came to a halt on her sex?” “I want to see what you saw just now” Anne put the cam back on top of her computer and sat down. Her expression showed disbelief. “Do you mean…?”, the letters cam slowly as her face a big question mark. Ellen took my dick and gave it a few quick pulls. ‘That is exactly what I mean.  To put it bluntly. I want to watch while you fuck my husband. I really want you to bang his brains out. I only hope that you don’t live halfway around the fucking planet”.
Happily that was not the case, though unfortunately Anne did not live near enough for me to be able to fuck her that same day. We drove over the next weekend, arriving at dusk. Anne blushed pink with excitement as she opened the door. “I still can’t believe it, she said excitedly while we exchanged prudish kisses on the cheeks. Purposely she had only put on a nightie which was only slightly knotted negligently around the waist, so that our eyes were drawn to the cleavage between her large pendulous breasts. Shedding all pretence she undid it, sliding it from her shoulders as she preceded us into her house, turning around after Anne had closed the front door after her, meeting our close scrutiny with unblinking eyes. “You have a fantastic body”, Ellen finally said, without the usual trace of sarcasm in her voice. “I hope I still have such a nice bod when I reach you age”, she continued, shamelessly caressing Anne’s tits, pussy and legs with her eyes, while staring to undress until she was as naked as our host. “You are beautiful too”, Anne whispered. And then “I still can’t believe it.” “Can you believe this then”, said Ellen who had walked up to her, taken her by the hand, guiding her towards me, and then placing that hand against my crotch. My cock reacted through the material of my trousers to her touch. Anne moaned, her voice hoarse with excitement.

Clumsily she started to loosen my belt while Ellen moved behind me, took off my jacket and unbuttoned by shirt. My pants fell to my feet. I stepped out of them and out of my shoes, now only dressed in my boxer shorts. Ellen kneeled and pull them down. My cock stood upright, the head slightly vibrating and spinning tiny threads of lust. I pulled Anne against me, crushing my dick against her belly, and kissed her. She was totally fired up, tongue fucking my mouth while her fingers caressed my shoulders, back and buttocks, her nails slightly scratching over my skin, giving me delightful sensations. Ellen still sitting behind me, now took Anne’s hands in hers, splitting my buttocks with them and laying the tips of her fingers in the seam. My anus itched with desire. Ellen had taken hold of one finger, pressing it against the entry. “Put your finger up his arse” she hissed. Anne massage it gently inwards. The sensation of the knuckle, slipping past my sphincter, made my so horny that I nearly her mouth out of her face. I slid one of my hands between our two bodies, gripping my cock tightly below the head, pushing him down, between her thighs and rubbing him against her cunt lips and the button of her clit”. Her mouth freed itself from mine to moan “Will you please fuck me?”. Her face was transfigured beyond recognition by her hankering.

“Don’t worry. He will. But not here”, interrupted Ellen brutally. I looked at her and saw that she had mischief in her eyes. “Where do you keep your cam”, she asked of Anne. Obediently Anne took us to a shielded corner of her living room. De computer stood on table facing a blind wall, the cam on top of the screen. “Turn it on. And put in on record”, commanded Ellen, who definitely had something in mind. She proved it by asking for a small mirror, placing that on top of the screen, leaning against the wall and placing the cam on the floor, a little distance from Anne’s chair, the eye pointed upward. She then pushed the chair away from the table and asked Anne a a full fledged film director to stand in front of the desk, leaning forward, arms stretched, palms flat on the table. “Yes. Like that. Place your feet on both sided of the cam.” Which she now zoomed in on Anne’s cunt. Ellen then moved behind Anne, looking over shoulder and adjusting the mirror so that Anne’s face and swaying boobs were nicely framed in it. Anne saw how her face was reflected in the mirror and stared at her own magnified pussy as filmed by the camera. She blushed, clearly excited by herself and more so when Ellen sat down, pulled the cheeks of her buttocks aside, given me a clear sight of Anne’s sex. “Come on”, she said. I approached. Ellen grasped my cock, pulling me toward Anne’s ass. Before our unbelieving eyes we saw my stiff cock being shoved in close up in Anne’s cunt. “Ooooh” she said. “Do it again”. I pulled slightly back and then pushed my dick back in again in slow motion, as absorbed by the spectacle of the penetration as Anne.

In the meanwhile Ellen had cushioned herself in the director’s seat and was masturbating with abandon, her legs spread angled. “Take her”, she ordered. As if I hadn’t already started to fuck Anne. Despite her age, her pussy was still pretty tight, and what she had lost in suppleness, she made up for amply by rhythmically squeezing her cunt around by thrusting dick.. Over her shoulder I stare into her and my face, while both of us were looking from a corner at my disappearing and disappearing in her, the heavy slaps from my balls against her buttocks, and on the background the blurred image of Ellen stroking herself while watching us.

But most of all I enjoyed the sight of me and Anne looking each other in the eyes through the mirror while I fucked her. She was only leaning with one arm now, freeing the other one to rub her fingers over her swollen clit. I laid my hand over hers, spreading my fingers between, caressing her clit together with her. Anne breathed heavily, taking in air in big gulps. By the . uncontrolled shaking of her pelvis and the pulsation of her cunt, I noticed that her orgasm was just around the corner. As was mine. I felt the seamen literally rising through the hollow tube of my shaft. At the same time that I started ejaculating I bit her hard in the shoulder. “I’m coming”, I heard a voice yell. But it wasn’t Anne’s. I was Ellen’s.

But Anne didn’t seem to hear, she was totally sucked in by the infernal vision of her face, of my face, of our faces, changing and being distorted by that unbearable agony of our orgasm. It was as if we had looked in each other soul. We had done so much more than just fucking.. When the storm was over, I turned her around in my arms, kissing her gratefully. And then, without having to exchange words, we turned toward Ellen, saying “Thank you” from a united mouth.

That night I slept between both ladies, Ellen against my chest, and Anne against my back, their fingers entwined around my sex. Did we dream the same dream. Yes, we did. 
 

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This story is not original. I honestly can't recall or trace where I found it but it is what get me started in writing such things and so deserves a place in the archives. As I recall I started by cleaning up the punctuation and grammar then got dissatisfied with the ending and so wrote my own. Everything after Heather arrived home is my own invention and I know nothing (and do not care to know anything) about bestiality. I think I have have changed the main characters name as well.

The Black Douglas

Chapter 1 - School


When the bell finally sounded Heather Smith sighed with relief. She liked school and she was a good student but it had been a long afternoon. Her pussy had started to itch during English, and she had been squirming about in he
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r seat all through History. She looked up at Mr. Thompson, her history teacher, always so proper and respectable in his blazer and flannels. Friday was the only day Heather had him for her last class, and it seemed to her that he always looked especially proper on those days. Catching his eye turned in her direction she smiled, only to see him flush and turn quickly away.

The other students filed out quickly. Heather lingered and approached the teacher's desk as if to ask a question.

"Mr. Thompson, I have this problem."

"Yes, Miss Smith. What is it?"

His reply was almost choked, for he knew what was coming. It was the same every Friday. The young girl set her textbooks down on his desk and stood beside him, on the side opposite the classroom door.

"It's this. I just can't get it into my head," Heather said, her right hand reaching out boldly to squeeze the teacher's crotch. Fred Thompson gasped but did not move away. She was happy to feel that his prick was already half-erect, and jerking under her hand. The classroom was empty though the door was still open, but Mr. Thompson's back was turned towards the hallway and Heather was almost completely hidden from any passers-by.

She had a firm grip on his swelling cock now, squeezing it warmly through his impeccable flannels.

"It's just so hard to swallow something like this," she whispered, giving it an extra squeeze. It was a lie. In fact Heather loved to swallow her history teacher's cock, and had been enthusiastically doing so since the second week of school. Mr. Thompson's prick seemed just made for sucking, unlike those of some of her other teachers. It was not too big, but it had a large round knob on the end that fitted right into Heather's mouth like a ripe, juicy plum.

Deftly she worked his zipper down and slid her hand into his fly. Mr. Thompson now wore boxer shorts, at least on Fridays, though he hadn't at first. Heather remembered how much trouble she had had the first time she had tried to extricate his half-swollen cock from his pants. But this time it popped out easily, as if eager for what was to come. More eager than its owner it seemed. Mr. Thompson gulped noisily.

"Uh... Uh , the door, Miss Smith. Shouldn't we... ?
Heather usually gave him a chance to shut the door, but today she couldn't wait to taste his prick, and she liked the excitement of knowing that they might be discovered at any time.

Greedily she spread her lips over the red knob of his now completely stiff cock, kissing it with familiar affection. Then she began to lick at it avidly. The teacher instinctively pushed forward with his hips and that big round morsel slipped easily between Heather's welcoming lips. He gripped her head and began to push it in and out of her mouth, but timidly, with short hesitant strokes, while Heather sucked vigourously.

Footsteps echoed in the hall. Mr. Thompson froze, his cock planted deep in Heather's mouth.

"Please, Miss Smith... Susan! Oh God! Someone's coming. Stop it, please. We can't. Not here."

Frantically he tried to push the young schoolgirl away from his crotch, but Heather would have none of it. She bit down with her teeth - not hard enough to hurt him but firmly enough to remind him that she could if she wanted. With her teeth pressed firmly against the flesh of his trembling shaft, it was impossible for him to pull its swollen knob through them. Heather was not going to give up her lollipop no matter who was coming.

The footsteps paused at the doorway. A cheery female voice called out:

"Good night, Fred. Working late?"

It was Miss Renwick, the principal's secretary. Heather knew that she was trying to seduce Mr. Thompson. All the girls whispered about it in the washroom.

Mr. Thompson turned his head, looking awkwardly over his shoulder. His body was held in position by Heather's tenacious mouth on his cock.

"Uh, oh, yes. Miss... uh . . Renwick. Some things I have to finish up."

"You're too dedicated, Fred. You should relax and have some fun sometime too."

Heather began to move her head slightly, rubbing her tongue over the round head of Fred Thompson's cock, still careful not to let him pull out. She was very excited. While she had often been watched while she sucked or fucked, this was different because it was secret. She could just imagine the furore that would ensue if they were discovered. Mr. Thompson must have been imagining the same thing, for his once-hard cock had begun to wilt in her mouth. Heather was determined to remedy that situation and she went to work with her tongue. Seeing that Fred Thompson, for some strange reason, was not even going to turn and look at her, Louise Renwick stomped off, peeved and puzzled.

As soon as she had gone Heather began sucking in earnest on her teacher's cock. He was so dazed and frightened by their close call that he hardly moved. But Heather didn't mind that. She was quite willing to do all the work when it came to sex, for it seemed to her impossible that the other person or persons could be experiencing even a tiny fraction of the indescribable pleasure she drew from her sexual acts. She was even grateful that men like Mr. Thompson let her suck on their cocks almost whenever she wanted. So, in taking her pleasure, she tried to give them as much in return as she could, even though she knew it could not possibly match hers.

Her tongue and lips had done their work well and now the teacher's hips were again thrusting forward to meet her as she plunged her mouth down his throbbing shaft. His huge knob pushed its way into her throat, stretching it even more than men with much larger cocks did. Heather could hardly wait to feel the hot, sweet jets of his come spurting into her belly.

"Ohhh! Miss . . Oh my God! Susan, Ooooh! this is madness! Anyone could come!"

Especially us, thought Heather to herself as with a final burst of suction she brought her teacher to a tremendous climax. He moaned and clutched her head, pulling her against him, finally giving way to his passion as his come poured into her mouth. Heather held his spurting cock prisoner within the velvet trap of her mouth and gulped down every drop of that wonderful liquid. She continued sucking gently even after it was all gone, feeling his once proud prick shrink between her lips. Finally she let the limp organ slip out of her mouth. Mr. Thompson quickly stuffed it back into his pants.

"Susan, this is mad! Why are you tormenting me like this? It can't go on this way. Not here, in the school. Why won't you come home with me instead. Louise Renwick almost caught us there. You should have at least waited for me to close the door. It would have been the end. My job. My career."

"Your cock!" Heather replied, laughing and licking her lips. "But I couldn't wait, Mr. Thompson. Every Friday afternoon I get so horny thinking about your prick. Then I just have to have it right away. Besides, maybe Miss Renwick wouldn't have been as shocked as you think. She might even have wanted to be in my place."

But Fred Thompson wasn't listening. The pressure in his balls was gone and all he wanted now was to get away from the school quickly before someone asked him what he was doing in an empty classroom after hours with a nubile young junior-high student. He grabbed his books and rushed for the safety of the teachers' room, telling himself that he must put a stop to it, but knowing that he would be there again after school next Friday. It was madness but he couldn't resist what little Heather and her talented mouth could do for him.

Heather watched him hurry away, smiling with amusement. It was always like this, but she didn't feel offended. She had got what she wanted from him. Her pussy still itched but she had the delicious taste of sperm in her mouth to savour until she could find someone to poke his prick between her legs. That wouldn't take long, she knew; it never did.

Licking her lips one last time, Heather gathered up her books and stepped out into the hallway, almost bumping into the janitor who was sweeping the floor with a push broom. He was a small, elderly man, little more than half the height of the broom. Vito Mascalla was his name. He hardly spoke English, but three of his children were attending university. He was a quiet little man, grey-haired and gentle, and Heather liked him very much. She often stopped to chat with him about his family. He frowned on seeing a student there so late; it usually meant some prank was going to be played. But when he recognized Heather his face brightened and he smiled like a delighted child.

"Oh Miss Heather. Hello. You are good?"

Very good! thought Heather, though some people might call it bad.

"Hi, Mr. Mascalla. How's everything? Come stai?"

"Bene, bene, grazie. I mean very good. My son Rico, he just get marry."

"I know. You told me. Last week, wasn't it? Did he go away on a honeymoon?"

"Away? Yes, to Italy. To my village. But I got pictures of wedding. You like to see, Miss Heather?"

"I'd love to Mr. Mascalla."

"They just downstairs. You come. I show."

He set down his broom and headed towards the stairs. Heather followed, a bit reluctantly. She had hoped that he would have the pictures with him. Now it would be a little longer before she could find someone to scratch the itch in her pussy. But she was really pleased to see the little old man so happy and she wanted to share his joy with him.

As she followed the janitor down the two flights of stairs to his corner in the boiler-room, Heather found herself suddenly thinking about Vito Mascalla in quite different terms than before. She thought of his three sons and four daughters; she remembered that his wife had died last year. He had fathered at least seven children. Now he was alone. He had a cock. Heather suddenly decided that she wanted it. It surprised her that she hadn't thought of having him fuck her already. There were very few men in the school that she had missed, but she was sure this oversight would soon be remedied.

They finally arrived at the little corner the janitor had fitted up as an "office". Innumerable pictures of his family filled the wall over the bare and rickety table that served as a desk. Beside it was a heap of plastic garbage bags stuffed with some of the waste paper generated by a school.

The janitor proudly pulled out a small photo album and handed it to Heather.  As she leafed through it, uttering the appropriate admiring comments, she noted that it was already well-thumbed. Vito Mascalla beamed with pride and joy.

"She is very beautiful, your son's wife. He is very lucky. And your son is very handsome too. But you look best of all in your new suit, Mr. Mascalla."

"Yes, it new. Just for wedding. How you know, Miss Heather?"

"I can see that you weren't comfortable in it. It was too tight here, wasn't it?"

To the old man's shock and amazement, Heather - that sweet little girl - reached out and pressed her hand over his crotch. He tried to jump back but he was caught in front of the desk and couldn't escape her determined hand. She maintained the pressure, moving her fingers down until she cupped his balls. He could hardly speak.

"Miss Heather! What you do? No! No! Not nice. Don't, please."

"Oh, but it is nice, Mr. Mascalla. Your prick. I can feel that it's very nice. You made all your children with it, and now your son is using his and putting it inside his wife to make grandchildren for you. Wouldn't you like to put it in me, too, like you used to put it in your wife, like your son is doing right now with his new wife? I'd like it very much, Mr. Mascalla. Won't you do it just for me?"

She was squeezing his cock now and rubbing her hands all over the bulge of flesh at his crotch. The poor old man was frightened to death. Heather released her hold on his prick and quickly pulled her T-shirt up over her head. She wore no bra. Then she pushed her short skirt down and wriggled out of it, making her round, young tits bounce. Only her tiny pink bikini panties remained. In a few seconds they were on the floor on top of the skirt.

The janitor was incredulous. Never would he have believed it. He didn't even believe it now; it couldn't be happening. This must all be some strange joke or dream. Such a beautiful and sweet little girl, naked in front of him. And she had touched his cazzo, like a putana, a whore, but she wasn't one. She was the nicest person in the school. His confused mind couldn't reconcile these two opposites.

"Here, Mr. Mascalla, don't these feel nice. They're only small now, but soon they'll be bigger and you can feel them then too. Your hands feel so good on me."

She had taken his trembling hands and pressed them against her tits. They were not that small - for a thirteen-year old girl they were remarkably full and fleshy. His hands just lay there, unmoving, pressing against her erecting nipples. Heather took advantage of the old man's shock to reach down and undo his belt with her skilled and practised fingers. Doing so pushed her tits harder against his palms. She was pleased to feel some resistance. He was pushing back, at least a little.

In a few seconds the old man's trousers fell to the floor. A moment later Heather was pushing his underwear down his thighs. His cock hung limply, still in shock, but the young girl was delighted to see it. It was huge. Almost as fat as his arm, maybe even thicker, even though it was still soft. It looked so strange hanging from such a small man.

"Oh, Mr. Mascalla! It's lovely! You have such a beautiful prick. No wonder you have such fine children. Oh, if only I'd known I would have done this long ago. Why didn't you tell me? Oh, if only you knew how much I love cocks like yours!"

She knelt quickly on the floor in front of the little man, took his cock in her hands, and planted a big smacking kiss right on its head.

"Oh no! Oh Miss Heather. Don't, please! No. Not good. Not right. Is a sin."

Never had anything like this ever happened to him. It was unnatural, it was sick, the very idea of kissing a cazzo. Only putanas did that. He couldn't let this little girl do such an awful thing, even if it did send a surge of excitement through his frail body. But Heather paid him no attention. She wrapped her young lips around his swelling cock-head and, under her expert oral ministrations, his enormous organ slowly began to swell even larger. She paused from time to time to whisper her admiration and to talk about the children he had made with it. That seemed to stimulate something deep inside him, for she felt his cock jerk and throb each time she spoke, and it was always a little harder and a little bigger when she took it back in her mouth again.

Heather couldn't wait any longer. The itch in her pussy was turning into an unbearable ache. She just had to have this wonderful prick inside her. With her hands tightly locked around the shaft of the janitor's now almost gigantic cock, she pulled him with her as she moved backwards towards the piles of garbage bags.

"Come here! Please, Mr. Mascalla. Put your big cock in me like you used to put it in your wife, like your son is doing to his wife now. I want you to do it so much, Mr. Mascalla. Please give me your cock."

She fell back onto the mattress of garbage bags, pulling his frail body with her. His pants were still around his ankles and he tripped and fell on top of her. Heather groaned as his giant club slammed against her belly while his face landed on the tender mass of her tits. She quickly reached down with one hand to position his great tool where it would do the most good for her, while her other arm wrapped around his neck, pressing his face into her breast. When his cockhead was positioned at the mouth of her hungry pussy, it seemed to sink right in, slowly and naturally, with no effort on his part. In a moment Heather felt it buried deep within her and she sighed in glorious contentment. She hadn't had a cock in her pussy since her Chemistry teacher had fucked her in the lab store-room at lunch time. She lifted her legs and pulled the janitor's long cock even further into her, squeezing his throbbing shaft with her caressing cunt muscles. Then she whispered in his ear.

"Love me now, Mr. Mascalla. Love me with your prick. Fuck me with your big cock!"

Something inside the little man's mind snapped, some bond of restraint. Suddenly he was once more the young peasant who had wooed and won the prettiest girl in his village. With a groan of anguished pleasure he pulled back and began to drive his great pole into Heather's welcoming cunt, sinking right to the balls each time. His energy and strength amazed the young girl, and she exploded into climax after climax as he pounded his prick into her. He was muttering in Italian as his giant cock spoke to her happy pussy in the international language of fucking.

Finally, with a strangled cry he slammed deep inside her and began to spurt great jets of come into her belly, deep, so deep that she thought it would mix with Mr. Thompson's juices still glowing warmly at the pit of her stomach. Then the old man collapsed on top of her, panting and sobbing into her sweaty tits. Heather held him gently until his breathing calmed, murmuring her appreciation in his ear.

"Oh you wonderful man! That was so nice! Your cock filled me up so good. Now that I know how good you are I just want to do it over and over again with you. I hope you'll let me, Mr. Mascalla."

The bewildered janitor could say nothing. Heather gently rolled him off of her and, as she always did, bent to lick his shrinking cock, cleaning up their mingled juices and greedily sucking up the last few drops of jism that still oozed from its tip.

"Miss Heather, I..."

"No, don't say anything, Mr. Mascalla. It was wonderful. You did me such a big favour. I hope it was as nice for you."

She rose to her feet, naked, free, and lovely in the dim light of the boiler-room. The old man watched her in bewildered admiration as she dressed.

As she started to pull on her panties, she had second thoughts. They would only get in the way, she said to herself. For a long time her mother had been surprised at how quickly Heather's panties seemed to disappear from the lingerie drawer. Whenever she could, Heather liked to go without them, and she didn't always remember to stuff them into her purse or pocket when she took them off. And often she liked to leave them behind as souvenirs. This she did now, draping them over Mr. Mascalla's lovely prick before she kissed him good-bye and hurried away. She would be back again soon to see this dear little old man with the big prick, but now she was looking for other adventures before she had to be home for supper.

Heather reminded herself to stop at Pop MacIntosh's variety store before he closed. Pop carried everything in his cluttered store, including some lingerie. Heather had an agreement with him to supply her with panties whenever she needed them to appease her mother's curiosity. Pop had even ordered in a whole gross of Heather's brand of panties especially for her, but they were fast disappearing.

While a happy and satisfied Heather climbed the stairs from the cellar she heard voices in the hallway above.

"Just look at that broom lying there, Thompson. Marcella's gone off and just dropped everything. I almost killed myself on the damn thing. Have you seen him anywhere?"

"The janitor? No, I haven't. He must be downstairs."

"Well, I'm going to find him and give him a piece of my mind. If this sort of thing happens again, I'll talk to the Superintendent and get rid of the little bastard. You go along, Fred, I'm going down to the boiler-room to look for him. Have a good night."

"Good night, sir."

Heather easily recognized the voices. It was Mr. Thompson and Mr. Cummings, the vice-principal. Heather was worried. She certainly did not want Mr. Cummings to find the janitor half-undressed in his corner, but above all she did not want anything bad to happen to him, especially after what he had just done for her. Fortunately it was the vice-principal who had tripped over the broom. She knew exactly how to handle him.

The vice-principal started down the stairs with the abandoned broom in his hands. He stopped when he caught sight of Heather.

"Young lady, have you seen the janitor?"

"No sir, Mr. Cummings."

"Oh, it's you, Miss Smith. I didn't recognize you."

His voice took on a curious tone. He looked back over his shoulder to see if Fred Thompson was still there.

"Please, sir. I need to see you. It's important. It's about last week."

George Cummings gulped nervously. He well remembered last week. Ever since, he had been alternately kicking himself for having been so indiscreet, or relishing the memory of what had happened in his office. Heather had come to see him for some reason he couldn't remember and somehow - he still wasn't sure exactly how it had happened - he had soon found himself with his cock inside the young girl, screwing her on his desk. Though often tempted, it was the first time he had ever succumbed to the seductiveness of the nubile young flesh with which he was constantly surrounded.

But no one had ever been as nubile or seductive as Heather. He had never seen anything like her combination of girlish innocence and searing eroticism. Now he was really worried. What did she have to say to him? She couldn't be pregnant; it was much too early to know that. Maybe she had told her parents. Maybe she was going to demand money to keep quiet about it. You never could tell with these little bitches. But, oh it had been so sweet. His cock surged at the thought. He stood still with countless nameless fears running through his head, and a current of sexual energy through his body.

Heather continued up the stairs until she was standing just a few steps below him. Her face was right at his crotch level. For the third time in little more than half an hour she reached out and squeezed a man's prick through his pants.

"I want it again, sir. I want your cock in me again."

Cummings felt a surge of lust shoot through him. His cock stiffened and he breathed a sigh of heartfelt relief at discovering that she wasn't here to cry or complain or try to blackmail him, as had once happened with one of his colleagues. At the same time he looked around nervously, afraid that someone might see or hear. Heather squeezed again at the stiffening flesh in his pants, remembering how it had felt in her. It was thin, but oh so long, and hard, just like a broom-handle. She looked again at the broom he was holding, trying to imagine it inside her. Cummings turned abruptly, still holding onto the broom.

"Not here, you hot-assed little bitch. Quick, in my office!"
Heather contentedly followed him down the hallway. Everything had worked perfectly; Mr. Mascalla was safe for the time being and she was going to get fucked again.

As soon as they were behind his office door, the vice-principal set the broom down and tried to embrace her. Heather squirmed away. She didn't even like the man - he was the school disciplinarian - so she was certainly not going to kiss him; but she did like his cock and would gladly kiss it. Besides, she wanted to tease him a bit.

"I want to see it again, Mr. Cummings. I want to kiss it, too. Your cock. Show me your cock, please, Mr. Cummings. Hurry. I can't wait."

"Don't worry, you little tease. You'll see it soon enough, and feel it, too. So last week wasn't enough, eh? You want more?"

"I always want more, Mr. Cummings and I never tease!" said Heather sweetly and truthfully.

Frantically Cummings began stripping off his clothes, slowing himself down in his haste, catching his shoes in his trouser legs. He was completely under her erotic spell again. While she watched him struggle, Heather sat calmly in his chair, behind the desk where he had screwed her the week before. She threw up her skirt and spread her legs, giving him a perfect view of her dewy pussy lips, still swollen from Mr. Mascalla's fucking. The sight made it even more difficult for him.

"Shit! You're really going to get it, you little bitch!"

Idly, almost casually, Heather reached out and grabbed the broom the vice-principal had leaned against the desk when they came in. She swung it round, almost hitting him in the process, until it lay in front of her. Then slowly, deliberately, she pulled the end of the handle to her gleaming slit, rubbing it up and down until it shone with her juices, then pushing it inch by inch into her bottomless pussy.

"Oh my! Hurry up, please, Mr. Cummings. I want your cock in me again, not this piece of wood. I bet your cock is even harder than this. I just know I'll love it."

Cummmings could not believe his eyes. Not only was this fuckable thirteen-year old girl actually screwing herself with a broom handle right in front of him, but her tiny, fragile-looking pussy easily swallowed what seemed to him an incredible length of the hard polished wood. It should be coming out of her head, he thought to himself as he finally stripped off his pants.

Now he was naked from the waist down, his already stiff prick curving up from beneath his shirt-tails. It was as long and thin as Heather had remembered, and the sight of her fucking her juicy pussy with the broom handle had brought him to a state of excitement he hadn't known for years.

"Come here, Sir. Let me taste it."

"Damn right, you'll taste it, little bitch. here! Suck it! Suck my cock!"

Eagerly he stepped in front of her, awkwardly avoiding the shuttling broom. When he saw that she wasn't going to stop fucking herself with it, he stepped over the broom handle, straddling it so he could get closer to her. Both of Heather's hands were occupied with that hard pole, so she just smiled and pursed her lips. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head forward, pushing his cock towards her mouth. Heather eagerly opened her lips to suck it in, licking and caressing it with her tongue until she was sure it was as hard as could be, almost as hard as the broom handle. Then she let go of the broom and reached up to grab at the vice-principal's hips and pull his prick even further into her throat. The broom-stick hung there between her thighs, still caught up in her tight cunt, until the forces of gravity and her clenching muscles pushed it out of her and it clattered to the floor. As it fell Heather suddenly pulled back her head from his engorged prong.

"Now I want to you fuck me with it, Mr. Cummings. Fuck my behind. Push it into me hard, real hard."

"O.K. You asked for it, bitch. Get your ass up there where I can get at it."

Heather quickly got to her feet and leaned over the edge of the big desk, poking her adorable behind right at the wildly aroused vice-principal. In a moment he was doing just what she asked for, sinking his long pole deep into her pussy, still slippery and quivering from the effects of the broom and the copious juices the little janitor had deposited there. But it was not exactly what she wanted.

"No. Not there, Mr. Cummings. The other place. I want to feel your prick in my behind. Fuck me in the bum! Ream me please!"

"Fuck!" cried Mr. Cummings, looking down at his cock buried to the balls in her cunt, and the tiny opening of her asshole just above it. He didn't believe it. This little cunt wanted him to screw her in the ass. He had never done such a thing, though he had often imagined it as he watched the young students in their tight jeans; and he had once tried it with his wife but it had hurt both of them too much. But Heather! Heather's delicious ass! The very idea made his cock jump deep inside her cunt. It would tear her apart. Feeling his cock throb with renewed excitement Heather began to fear that he might come in her pussy before she got what she wanted.

"Quick! Hurry, please, Sir! In my ass, ream my ass!"

"Damn fucking right, I'll ream your ass, you little cock-teaser. And you won't be able to sit down for a month!"

The vice-principal pulled back. His long cock seemed to take forever to slide out of her clutching pussy lips. It took a real effort of will on his part to pull it that last couple of inches so that it popped out into the air again. Even Heather moaned in involuntary distress. But her moans turned to sighs of contentment as she felt him awkwardly placing the head of his cock at the wrinkled brown entrance to her intestines. He couldn't believe it would go in there, it seemed so tiny and tight, but something was driving him to try.

"Oh my yes! That's it, sir! Now push it in me. Hard!"

"Fuck!" he cried as he shoved forward brutally, not caring what he did to the little girl. He was too far gone with lust to consider the consequences. His cock-head pressed painfully against her tight little opening, sliding away along the sweaty crack. "How do you like that, you little bitch?"

"Oh yes Sir! I like it! I love it like that! Push hard, Sir. Push your cock into my ass! Hurry!"

Something inside him wanted to punish this little girl for putting him in this position. Something else in him just wanted to bury his cock as far into her ass as it would go. He held his shaft in position and shoved forward, feeling the knob of his cock flatten painfully against her tiny opening. But Heather squirmed her ass and pushed back at the same time with such force that before he quite knew what had happened, his long cock was sunk half-way into her ass and he could feel her tight hot sheath squeezing down on him.

He was overcome with erotic fury. Closing his eyes he pulled back and plunged in again, grabbing her hips to help him thrust. In a few seconds he was completely buried in her, the firm round cheeks of her ass pressed against his belly. Frantically he pulled his shirt aside so he could feel her flesh on his. Then he began sawing in and out of her with great, driving strokes, overwhelmed by the tightness and the heat and the strength with which Heather clamped her ass muscles down on him, but even more so by the very idea of what he was doing.

Heather squirmed back in ecstasy, loving the feeling of his long rod slicing into her, clenching and squeezing her ass muscles, gasping in delight as he drove into her over and over again. It was so good. It was always so good when she had a cock in her, no matter where. She came with a series of small explosions that made her asshole clutch convulsively at the cock that filled it. Cummings was so incredibly excited, and Heather's ass was much too tight, for him to last long, and in less than two minutes he collapsed panting onto her back. His weight pressed her tits cruelly against his desk as his cock throbbed and squirted its load deep into her bowels. Heather moaned and came again as she felt him shoot, then she gently squeezed his shrinking cock in gratitude.

When he finally recovered and pulled away, Cummings looked down at the fragile body still spread over his desk, at the round swell of her girlish ass, at his own stained and streaked cock. He couldn't believe it; it couldn't have happened. But he was even more shocked and incredulous when the young girl turned around and smiled happily up at him, reaching out for his now limp prick. Then she fell to her knees in front of him and kissed the head of his cock.

"Now I want to taste it, Mr. Cummings. That was so good. Your cock fist so nice in my behind. But it got all dirty there, so I'm going to clean it off."

"Shit, girl! You can't! What the fuck? It's... That's filthy!"

"I know. That's why I like it so much!"

And she bent happily to her work. Despite his revulsion at the thought, he could not resist. Heather licked avidly at his cock, searching out every speck of flavour, taking it inside her warm mouth again and washing it with her tongue. And while she sucked and licked she spoke to him, and in those few minutes she made him realize that she would love to let him drive his long prick into her asshole, cunt, or mouth again, but that Mr. Mascalla was her very dear friend, and if he lost his job she would be so sad that she might not want to fuck the vice-principal again, ever.

A shaken Mr. Cummings slowly pulled on his trousers again as Heather bounced out of his office, her bare ass flashing under her short skirt. Heather continued on out of the school. Temporarily, at least, her itches had been scratched. Besides, she was sure that there was no one else left in the building. It had been a nice end to her school day. Now she had to stop by Pop's to pick up a spare pair of panties to replace the ones she had left in the boiler-room. Not that she would put them on, though; it was still a long walk home, and who knew how many nice cocks she might run into - or have run into her - on the way.



Chapter 2


Humming happily to herself, Heather pushed open the door of MacIntosh's Gift and Variety. A little bell rang out, and three men gathered near the counter looked up to see who had come in. One of them, of course, was Pop MacIntosh; the other two Heather had never seen before. One of the strangers was talking loudly when Heather entered, waving a large cigar in the air; he was a big, barrel-chested man in a plaid suit almost as loud as his voice. The other was smaller and quieter, balding and bespectacled. The big man had evidently just told a dirty joke, for he and Pops burst into laughter while the little man grinned sheepishly. They grew suddenly silent when they saw Heather in the doorway.

"Hi, Pops! How's business?"

"Heather! What a sight for sore eyes. I was hoping you'd drop in today. I've been telling these gentlemen about you, and they're very anxious to meet you."

Heather's pussy twitched delightedly at Pop's words. She knew what "meet" meant in this case, and she was always happy to "meet" new men. Thanks to Pop she had met a lot of men lately.

"Christ, MacIntosh! Is that her? But she's jail-bait. Just a kid," the big man whispered to Pop, but Heather overheard and smiled.

"Don't worry, gents," Pop whispered back, winking at Heather. ""She may be little but she's got more than enough for both of you. But you're free to leave if you want."

"Oh no!" exclaimed the smaller one. "We'll stay. We'll stay."

The variety store business was not a good one, and Pops had been sinking further and further into debt until he met Heather earlier that year. One day she had gone in for some candy and found him looking so sad that she had sat under his counter and sucked his cock to cheer him up. She liked cum much better than candy anyway. After that she began dropping in regularly to suck him off or to ask him to fuck her in his back room. That was when he had begun supplying her with replacement panties; he had actually offered her anything in the store, but she knew he was having financial problems and refused to take anything except the pleasure of having his cock in her.

Once she had come in and found him in the middle of a terrible argument with a strange, hard-looking man who was insisting that Pop pay his debts - or else. Heather had quickly manoeuvred the man into the back room and just as quickly manoeuvred his cock into her. She still remembered how cruelly and brutally he had fucked her; she was disappointed that he had never come back. But after that day there were many others. Soon she was regularly satisfying Pop's creditors - and herself - in his back room several times a week. Heather was sure that by now Pop didn't owe anybody anything, she had taken on so many cocks in that dusty store-room, many of them over and over again. She suspected that now he was simply finding men who would pay him to "meet" her. She didn't mind at all; in fact, Heather couldn't think of a nicer arrangement. That way everybody benefited, especially her.

Today, as she felt the eyes of the three men on her, she knew she was in for an interesting time in the back room. She smiled her thanks to Pop; he tried to smile back but he had no teeth so his smile always looked like a grimace. He was a chubby, rotund man, in his late fifties, and completely bald. But he had a nice cock. She hoped the others did too.

"This is Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner, Heather. They're salesmen. Mr. Harrison is in tobacco - cigars, cigarettes - and Mr. Messner's line is candy. And this is Heather, gentlemen."

"Pleased to meet you, sir, and you too, sir."

"Now, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Pop with a twinkle in his eye. "If it's cigars or lollipops you want, you've come at the right time."

They all laughed, but Heather noted that the two strangers were a little uneasy. Now that they had finally met the girl Pop had been telling them about, they couldn't quite believe it. She certainly didn't seem the type, yet there was something about her that set their cocks twitching in their pants. Heather looked pointedly at their crotches and smiled.

"Gee, I really like lollipops, but I've never tried a cigar."

"Maybe you should, eh, Heather girl," said Mr. Harrison, the big one. "Nothing like a good big cigar to set the juices flowing, eh Pop?" He laughed again, his eyes glued so tightly to Heather's tits that he didn't see her lick her lips in anticipation.

"Lollipops are good, too. Don't forget that candy is dandy." said the candy salesman.

"Well, I hope Mr. Messner will let me taste his lollipop - I bet it's a really nice one - and I'd be happy to try your cigar, too, Mr. Harrison, but please don't tell anyone. I'm not old enough to smoke." Even though she rather liked this kind of teasing conversation, Heather decided to hurry things along. "But actually, what I came in for was... well, it's embarrassing. I seem to have lost my panties again, Pop, and I need a new pair before I go home."

The two salesmen didn't quite know how to react to this unexpected declaration, but Pop knew how to play the game.

"Lost your panties again, Heather? That's the second time this week and its only Friday. Very careless of you. But how do I know you're telling the truth? I think you'd better show us."

Heather immediately pulled her skirt up above her waist and spun around in front of the three men. They watched wide-eyed as her delightfully round ass and tender, beckoning pussy flashed by in front of them.

"Golly! She's naked!" gasped Mr. Messner, taking off his glasses. Harrison just stared.

"Well, you certainly have lost them - or given them away," said Pop. At least it looks that way."

"Oh yes, Pop. They're really gone. But you don't have to believe me, these men will tell you, won't you? Put your hands down here and tell Pop if I'm naked or not, please, sirs."

With those words, Heather reached out and took one hand of each salesman. Mr. Messner was short enough that she could press his hand right against her pussy. She tugged impatiently on an astonished Harrison's arm until he bent down and she could press his fingers against her ass cheek. The small lollipop salesman, immediately began moving his fingers through her very sparse but silken pussy hair. He had never felt anything like it. But Harrison just let his hand rest on her ass cheek as if paralysed. Then he swore and set his cigar down on the counter, before moving his other hand to Heather's other ass cheek.

"Yes, she is. She's naked. Oh my goodness, she's naked, MacIntosh" stammered Mr. Messner.

Harrison said nothing at first. He simply squeezed Heather's ass in disbelief, then he burst out with "Christ! She is naked! I don't believe it!"

"See? I told you. No panties," laughed Heather, suddenly spinning away from the two men.

"Well, I think I just might have some panties in the back that will fit you, but we'll have to try them on first."

"O.K. Pop. But if they don't fit, maybe Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner could just put their hands back there again. They felt so nice and warm." She suddenly burst into an uncontrollable fit of giggles. "Boy, but we'd sure look funny walking down the street."

"I don't know about that, Heather, but I bet the guys would like it. Lets get into the back-room and try something on."

"Christ yeah! Lead the way, MacIntosh! Come on, Messner! Don't just stand there looking stupid. This is prime pussy!"

Pop led the way to his cluttered store-room, Heather followed him while the other two men followed her, trying to get their hands back onto her naked ass. She slowed to make it easier for them.

"Oh, that's so nice. But I guess I'll have to get all undressed if I'm going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?"

"Yes, indeed, Heather. How else could we see if they fit? But these two gentlemen will help you, won't you boys? Help Heather get undressed?"

Suddenly Mr. Messner - Heather had begun to think of the two salesmen as the cigar man and the lollipop man - grabbed at the hem of her skirt and tried to pull it down.

"Oh, golly yes! Here, let me help!"

"You have to undo the zipper first, Mr. Messner. Mr Harrison, could you help me with my T-shirt please?"

While the lollipop man awkwardly tried to tug her skirt down over her hips, the cigar man let go of her ass and started to pull up her T-shirt. Heather held her hands in the air, but Harrison stopped pulling as soon as her T-shirt was covering her face. He was so fascinated by her young, but full-fleshed tits and their quivering nipples that he couldn't resist touching them, palming them. Meanwhile Messner had finally got her skirt down around her ankles and he was kneeling in front of her stroking her downy pussy hair. Heather sighed happily, thrust her breasts out against the cigar man's rough fingers and began to jerk her hips in response to the lollipop man's caresses. Pop was opening a package, and suddenly spoke up.

"Here we are. These should fit. We'll just slip them on as soon as you finish undressing her."

Harrison quickly let go of Heather's tits and finished pulling the T-shirt over her head, wanting to get his hands back on to her as soon as possible.

"Christ, MacIntosh! Hurry it up. This is getting interesting. God! What a pair of tits for a kid!"

But Pop MacIntosh was in no hurry; he knew how it all would end and he enjoyed watching these men's discomfort. He held up a tiny pair of pink bikini panties, just a fragile wisp of cloth. In fact they were identical to the ones Heather had left with Mr. Mascalla because they had come out of the same box just the day before. While the two salesmen watched impatiently Pop helped Heather step into them and pulled them up for her, letting his stubby hands slide appreciatively over her body as he did so.

Heather's experienced eye could see movement beneath all the men's slacks. It was a good thing her inner itches had been so well scratched before she left school or she would have quickly lost patience with this game. But she knew that Pop enjoyed it, and she knew that she would not have long to wait before the game turned serious - and she was sure she would be the winner. So she relaxed and enjoyed the rough and awkward but familiar caresses Pop bestowed on her.

The panties stretched and moulded themselves to her delicious roundness. The material cupped the slight swell of her Venus mound so closely that her quivering pussy lips could be clearly seen beneath the almost transparent cloth; it stretched over the curves of her ass like a second skin. As she turned in front of the admiring and lusting men, the bell over the front door tinkled its unwelcome message. Pop had to go to look after his customer, leaving Heather alone with the two very horny salesmen who were having a very hard time keeping their hands to themselves after the liberties they had been allowed earlier.

"I don't think that these will do. They're much too big."

"Too big?" the lollipop man asked incredulously, his eyes almost bulging out of his head.

"Yes, much too big. Why I bet you could get your hand right inside here at the front." She guided his trembling hand into position right over her pussy. "There! Didn't I tell you? You can even move your fingers around. And you, Mr. Harrison, I bet you could get your hands inside, too, here at the back. See! You can move it around too. Ohhh yes! Move them like that! It's so nice."

Heather was right. It was entirely possible for both men to get their hands in her pants. They were pressed close against her. Once she had pushed their hands under the waistband of her panties they were ready to take it from there.

"Oh my goodness," cried Mr. Messner as his fingers slipped between her pussy lips and were almost sucked into her cunt.

"My God! What an ass!" grunted Mr. Harrison as he probed at her ass crack. The material of the panties stretched incredibly but it did not break; that was why Heather liked them so much. The lollipop man suddenly bent down and took one of her hard little nipples in his mouth as his finger moved in her pussy; the cigar man's hand soon grabbed hold of the other breast and squeezed it. Heather sighed in delight, but it was not nearly enough for her.

"Oh yes, oh my yes! Oh thank you for helping me with my panties. But they won't do will they. I'll have to take them off until Pop can find me another pair."

"Yes! Take them off. I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, pushing at the offending piece of cloth.

She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands remained on her. Mr. Messner's fingers were now digging furiously into her cunt while Mr. Harrison was beginning to probe at her tiny asshole. Heather reached out to either side of her, found the male organs she was searching for, and squeezed.

"Oh my! Is this your cigar, Mr. Harrison? And I bet this is your lollipop, Mr. Messner. I just love to suck on lollipops. I'm sort of an all-day sucker. And who knows, maybe I'll like the feel of a cigar in my mouth too? Oh, your hands feel so good. Go ahead, Mr. Harrison, you can push your fingers in there. I like things stuck in my behind."

Heather had decided not to waste any more time. She played these little games largely for Pop MacIntosh's sake and he wasn't here now. Quickly her practised hands lowered the men's zippers and managed to extricate their half-hard cocks.

"Oh, how lovely! What a big cigar! And what a delicious looking lollipop! I just have to taste it!"

She bent at the waist and began to suck on Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop. It really was delicious, hard and firm in her mouth. While she sucked she wiggled her dimpled ass in Mr. Harrison's face. It did not take him long to get her message. He rubbed his rapidly swelling cock through her dripping ass-crack, then with one vigourous push he planted his big cigar deep in her pussy.

Both men had lost all inhibitions now. Mr. Messner was driving his rigid lollipop right into her throat, holding her by the head as he furiously fucked her face; behind her, Mr. Harrison was frantically plunging his big cigar in and out of her all-devouring cunt. Heather's tiny body was buffeted between the two men. Mr. Harrison grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her against him as he drove into her. Her feet were completely off the floor now; she was supported only by the iron-hard cocks buried deep in her mouth and cunt. When they plunged into her together, she thought she could feel their cock-heads collide somewhere deep inside her, and their collision set off incredible explosions in her body. It was wonderful. She closed her eyes and clutched at Mr. Messner's hips, trying to slide his cock even deeper into her throat. The sensations continued to mount with every thrust, and the explosions they set off in her grew sharper and bigger every second.

The big cigar in her cunt exploded first, flooding her with its juices. As his cock softened and threatened to slip out of her pussy, Mr. Harrison lowered her gently to her knees. She did not let go of Mr. Messner's hips, holding his lollipop between her lips and relishing the way it thrust incessantly into her throat. The zipper of his fly dug into her cheek as she strained to swallow the entire length of his cock into her tightly constricted throat but the little bit of pain only added to her pleasure. Finally he too could hold out no longer and Heather found herself eagerly swallowing gob after gob of sweet lollipop juice.

When she had drained every drop from Mr. Messner's lollipop, Heather, as usual, turned to Mr. Reynold's limp cigar and took it into her mouth to lick clean of their mingled juices. She was still cradling it lovingly between her lips when Pop came hurrying back.

"You've started without me! That's not fair! But isn't Heather a lovely little girl?"

"Christ! What a cunt! And what a mouth!" grunted Mr. Harrison as Heather finished licking up the drops of come that clung to the hairs of his balls.

"Oh my goodness! I've never felt anything like it," said Mr. Messner,, watching in hypnotic fascination as the mouth that had just sucked him off worked over his colleague's limp prick. At last Heather let go of the salesman's cigar and looked over impatiently at Pop.

"I just couldn't wait, Pop. I didn't mean to forget you. How could I? Hurry and get undressed and let's do it like we did on Monday. I ate Mr. Messner's lollipop and had Mr. Harrison's cigar in me. Now I want Pop's popsicle!"

Even as she spoke the old store-keeper was quickly undressing until all he wore was an old and yellowed undershirt that barely covered his protruding belly, and certainly didn't conceal his protruding cock, a surprisingly sturdy tool.

Pop MacIntosh and Heather worked together like a well-practised team - which they were. Pop hurriedly pulled out an old blanket and sat on the floor. Heather crouched between his legs and licked lovingly at his cock until it was hard and erect. Then Pop lay back on the blanket while Heather clambered over his body, set his cock at the entrance to her pussy, and slowly sank down onto it until her ass was pressed tightly against his belly. Then she began to bounce. Up and down. In and out. Faster and faster she moved on the shop-keeper's throbbing pole. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open, releasing strange whimpers of pleasure as orgasm overtook her.

But Pop's cock stayed hard in her cunt and Heather did not stop moving. The sensations in her belly built quickly to new peaks as she slid up and down, screwing her ass around the pole she so happily impaled herself on. She was beginning a climb to a gigantic climax when she turned to the two watching salesmen and called to them to come closer. Without breaking her rhythm she reached out and grasped their reawakening cocks. The two men stood, one on each side of Pop's head, their cocks pointing straight towards Heather. Moaning in pleasure, she pulled them even closer and bent her head forward until her lips were able to close around the head of the Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop. She sucked avidly for a few seconds, then let go and stuffed Mr. Harrison's big cigar into her mouth.

Up and down she bounced on Pop's cock, clutching at first one salesman's balls, then the other's, as she sucked on their cocks. But her excitement and passion only went up. With Pop's fat pole stuffed into her cunt and two juicy pricks for her mouth to feast upon, Heather was in heaven. Hungry for all the cock she could swallow she tried to pull both salesmen's pricks into her mouth at the same time. Four hands tangled in her hair and pulled her head forward as her lips stretched wider than ever before. Then they were in her.

"Christ!" groaned Mr. Harrison.

"Golly!" exclaimed Mr. Messner.

They each tried to push their cocks deeper into her mouth but there simply wasn't room. For Heather the sensation was so intense, the feeling of being completely stuffed with cock so strong that her quivering body went over the edge again, and this time her convulsing cunt took Pop with her. He cried out and clutched at her hips as his prick began to spurt deep within her belly. Heather had to let the two salesmen's cocks pop free from her mouth. They were swelling too quickly. She collapsed onto Pop's chest, panting and whimpering as the convulsions of her orgasm shook her slender body. When she had stopped trembling she began to whisper her gratitude to the old man, nuzzling at his grizzled chest hair while he stroked her head. The two salesmen stood there, their cocks sticking out grotesquely in front of them, watching the old man and the young girl, desperately wanting to plunge their cocks back into her.

After a few seconds Heather lifted her head. The two men were now both fiercely erect. Heather's eyes glowed with anticipation as she looked at the hard flesh poking out from their pants.

"Oh goodie! My lollipop and my cigar are back. I want you both again. But you have too many clothes on."

She gently disengaged herself from Pop, bending to plant a big kiss on the end of his cock, licking up the come that still dribbled from it. The two men hurriedly stripped off their clothes and pressed close to Heather, reaching out to touch and squeeze her flesh. Heather grabbed Mr. Messner's lollipop and pulled him to the blanket where Pop was sitting watching. Then she pushed him down so that he was facing Pop and made him lie back on the floor. Before he quite realized what was happening she was straddling the candy salesman, her back to his head, letting her pussy sink down onto his hard cock, just as she had on Pop's only moments before.

"Oh my, yes! I just love your lollipop in my honey-pot! Now all I need is your big cigar, Mr. Harrison."

Harrison tried to push his way in front of her so she could suck his cock but Pop was sitting there, smiling like an inscrutable Buddha and he wouldn't move. The salesman was going to push the old man out of the way when Heather asked him to wait. Then she bent forward, still firmly planted on Mr. Messner's spike, so that her face fell towards Pop's lap. The old man grasped her head and pulled it against his limp and sticky prick. Heather sensuously rubbed her cheek over his cock and balls, purring almost like a kitten. Messner began trying to move his cock in her tightly clasping cunt.

"Your cigar now, please! Let me have your cigar. Put it in me. In my bum!"

Pop lay back and Heather pressed her face against his crotch. Her ass was in the air and the tobacco salesman could see her cunt lips stretched tightly around the other salesman's cock. Above it was the tiny winking eye of her asshole. He couldn't believe that she meant him to fuck her there but there was nowhere else and his hard cock was demanding satisfaction.

Heather had opened her mouth and swallowed almost all of Pop's limp and resting cock. The old man clutched her head. Her ass moved, spiralling round on the hard shaft that filled her cunt. It was driving Harrison frantic as he stared at her tiny asshole. His cock leaped at the thought of penetrating it, but surely it was impossible. Impatiently Heather lifted her head from Pop's tasty prick and cried out, almost moaning in passion.

"Please, put it in me, Mr. Harrison. In my ass. Fuck me in the ass with your big cigar."

She began nursing on the old man's cock again, trying to hold her ass still, but the twitching lollipop in her pussy made her want to move, to screw herself furiously on it. She moaned in pleasure around Pop's cock when she felt Harrison's rough hands clutching at her ass. It was all too much for him to take. If she wanted to be fucked in the ass, he was going to do it, no matter what it did to her. Stepping over his colleague's prostrate body, he dug his fingers into her ass cheeks and held her still as he shoved his hard and demanding prick into her ass crack. Muttering and cursing he poked at her asshole, feeling himself slide away each time until finally he hit the tiny opening and the head of his cock popped magically inside her tight anal ring. He almost roared with passion as Heather's clamped down on him. She, too, cried out in pleasure but Pop's cock was already swelling again in her throat and only a muffled groan emerged.

Blind with lust, the cigar man clutched painfully at Heather's ass and began to push his cock into her bowels. He couldn't believe that he was inside her, yet he could feel his cock sink further and further into her ass on each thrust. He could feel the pressure of his cock in her cunt and Heather could feel both hard muscles throbbing inside her, sending delicious sensations of fullness through her.

"All the way! Push it in me all the way. I want all your cocks. Oh I can feel you both! Isn't it wonderful. You're both so deep in me" Heather gasped pulling briefly away from Pop.

At last Harrison had sunk the full length of his big cigar into her ass. The two men filled her lower passages with their engorged flesh. Heather began to move, writhing and twisting her ass, feeling the hard cocks move inside her, rubbing against each other. The two men had to move too. Beneath her, Mr. Messner strained to lift his hips and push his cock deeper into her pussy; behind her, Mr. Harrison could plunge easily into her ass. And in front of her she had Pop's delicious meat to suck on. Heather felt as if she were in heaven. Every motion of their hard cocks sent waves of pleasure through her and they kept moving. All three men had just come in her moments before, so despite Heather's erotic charms it was a long time before they were ready to render up another liquid homage to her.

She came again and again. She was stuffed to bursting with hard cock. It was wonderful. It should never stop. By now, Pop's cock was hard in her mouth as well pushing its way into her throat. After one immensely satisfying orgasm that shook her whole body Heather suddenly stopped moving. Mr. Harrison continued ploughing his fat cigar into her asshole but, with a neat flip of her hips, Heather dislodged him and quickly pulled her cunt off of Mr. Messner's solid spike. Both men burst into complaint and grabbed at her their red and raging cocks bobbing in the air. Heather felt incredibly empty, but she wanted a change. And besides, the men were getting too close to coming and she didn't want to finish yet. They needed a change of pace.

"Wait, please. Just a minute. I want to do it another way. Please."

Harrison just grunted impatiently and tried to grab her ass again; he wanted back in that tight, hot hole. Messner lay there looking bewildered, his long red cock waving in the air. But Pop just smiled a big happy grin and lay back watching, knowing Heather would look after them all. She turned her back on him and squatted over his prick.

"Your cock, Pop! Put it in my asshole, please."

Pop took his rigid organ between two fingers and pointed it directly at Heather's recently vacated asshole. She felt it press against her and bent her knees, sitting down on it. The two salesmen watched in fascination as that tiny opening easily swallowed up the fat head of the older man's cock. Heather sighed with contentment and relaxed her knees, letting all her weight rest on Pop's hard spike, moaning as she felt it sink deep into her ass. Then she lay back on his flabby chest. He reached around and seized her tits to hold her in place. Her cunt was now exposed.

"Now your lollipop, Mr. Messner. Fuck me with your lollipop. Fuck me hard!"

Messner quickly scrambled to his feet and knelt in front of her so he could plunge his eager cock back into her incredible pussy. This time he was on top and could move freely. He drove into her wildly and enthusiastically while Heather encouraged him with cries of passion. But Harrison couldn't stand being left out. He roared his disapproval and tried to pull the smaller man off of Heather's body until she stopped him by gasping out:

"Oh no, Mr. Harrison. I want you too, I want your big cigar in my mouth. I want you to fuck my face with it. Come here, please."

Harrison let go of the lollipop man who continued banging away frantically at Heather's pussy. He looked down at his prick, remembering that it had just come out of her asshole. But she cried out again and urged him to hurry. Her head hung back over Pop's shoulder, so he knelt behind her, trying to get into position to feed her his cock. Heather reached back blindly and caught it in her hand, pulling him right into her mouth and beginning to suck, savouring the strong taste and pungent odour her asshole had left on him. He clutched at her head and began pushing his cigar in and out of her clasping lips. With her head bent back, he had clear access to her throat and soon his fat cock was pushing right into that narrow tunnel. He gasped in pleasure as he felt it squeeze down on his cockhead. It seemed even tighter than her asshole, and Heather's moans and cries of pleasure, muffled by his fat cock in her throat, sent strange vibrations through his flesh that made him plunge even harder into her.

Once again Heather was wonderfully filled in all three holes with hard cock. And once again her pleasure soared with every plunge they took into her mouth and cunt. Pop's stiff prick in her asshole was the one fixed point in her paroxysms of pleasure. From either end, her other two fuckers drove fiercely into her, even more vigourously than before.

The brief rest had done them good - increased their eagerness, yet taken the edge off their arousal. They continued to plunge into her for a long, long time. Sometimes one would stop for a while to catch his breath, but there was always at least one stiff prick pounding into her. As she exploded into orgasm after orgasm, Heather writhed on Pop MacIntosh's impaling pole, making it move deliciously in her asshole and making the old man clutch fiercely at her tits. Heather lost all sense of time and place, so intense were the convulsive spasms that shook her body. Then she felt first one, then the other two pricks begin to spurt into her at almost the same time, and the feel of all that come pouring into her triggered an orgasm that almost made her black out but she did not want to lose one bit of the overwhelming sensations.  She was awash in cum and she loved it.

The four bodies collapsed into a tangled, heaving mass on the blanket. The men were panting in exhaustion. They could hardly move. With a stab of disappointment Heather felt the dwindling pricks slip out of her cunt and asshole. She continued to suck on the prick in her mouth until there was nothing more to be had from it. Then, carefully extricating herself from the pile of bodies, she found the other two cocks that had just shot in her and began licking each of them clean, revelling in their distinctive tastes. When she finally stopped and got to her feet, the men were still in no condition to do anything. But Heather felt invigorated and ready for more.

"Gee, that was wonderful! I hope you liked it. You were really all so good to me, giving me your lollipop and your cigar. Thank you, Mr. Messner. Thank you, Mr. Harrison. I hope you come back again real soon. I'd love to stay and suck you until you got hard again, but it's getting late, and I've got to go. But oh boy, was it ever good! And thank you too, Pop, for introducing me to Mr. Messner and Mr. Harrison. I'm always happy to meet men like them. I'll see you tomorrow after school."

All the time she was speaking, Heather was slipping into her skirt and T-shirt and stepping into her sandals. The men watched her in a daze. She really would have liked to suck them up into erection again, but she knew that their cocks and balls were completely depleted and it might take forever. She still had time for other adventures before she had to be home and she didn't want to waste the time. She carefully knelt beside them and gave each of their cocks a big kiss, before jumping to her feet and slipping out the back door. She left the panties behind. One of the men might want them for a souvenir, and besides, she did not want to be bothered by them just yet. She would come back tomorrow and suck Pop off in exchange for another pair.

Heather felt wonderfully alive and exhilarated. Life was so good to her, planting hard horny pricks in her path no matter where she went. She had had a lovely visit with Pop, and she had been totally filled with cock and with cum. It had been lovely, but she was still ready for more. And home was still blocks away.




Chapter 3 - The Vastos Family


Heather whistled gaily as she walked down the street. Her hips swung in an instinctive fucking rhythm that no man could ignore. Many of those who turned to follow her tantalizing ass were rewarded with a glimpse of gleaming white flesh as her short skirt was caught by a passing breeze.

The aftertaste of cum was still strong in her mouth and Heather relished it. But the male juices she had swallowed had only satisfied one very special kind of thirst; all her activity had generated another. So, when she passed the Deluxe Luncheonette and old Mrs. Vastos waved to her through the window, Heather decided to stop for a soft drink. She hadn't been in the restaurant for a long time and wanted to say hello to the elderly Greek couple who ran it.

"Hi, Mrs. Vastos! Hi, Mr. Vastos! How are you?"

"Why, Miss Heather! Hello! Long time you no come here."

"Oh, I've been very busy. Starting Junior High and all." The "all" was, of course, sex. Since her introduction to it that summer, Heather had had to forego many of her old habits and activities. One of them had been stopping in at the Deluxe after school. Now she did other things after school.

"You in Junior High already? My, you grow up fast. You look real good, too, Miss Heather. Theo, come see. Here Miss Heather to say hello."

"I just dropped in for a coke."

"A coke. O.K. You sit down. Theo, take Miss Heather a coke."

Heather sat at a booth in the back of the restaurant. The vinyl banquette felt cold and sticky on her bare skin. She tried to spread her skirt demurely over her knees. Theo Vastos brought the drink she had ordered. He was Mrs. Vastos's husband. Both of them were in their seventies. The restaurant was mainly run by their sons, but at least part of every day, when business was slow, Mrs. Vastos sat behind the cash register and Mr. Vastos wiped half-heartedly at the tables.

After he set the coke down, Theo Vastos stopped to chat with her in his careful but awkward and limited English. He made Heather think of Mr. Marcella, the school janitor, which brought immediately to her mind the janitor's immense and still vigourous cock, despite its age. The memory of how he had fucked her in the boiler-room just an hour before started up a new itch in her pussy and she automatically looked down at Mr. Vastos's crotch. She was surprised at what she saw.

"Why Mr. Vastos, your fly is undone. Your zipper."

The old man looked down in confusion. He had indeed forgot to do up his fly when he last came from the toilet. It was so hard to remember everything these days. Hastily he tried to pull it up, but in his hurry he somehow got it stuck. His pulling and tugging only made things worse.

"It's stuck, Mr. Vastos. Don't pull so hard. Here, let me see if I can fix it."

Heather bent forward, her face only inches from the old man's open fly, and pushed and pulled at the zipper to no avail. Despite her extensive experience with men's zippers, she could not make it move.

But something else did move. Heather became aware of movement inside the old man's pants. Her hands were already at his open fly, and nothing in the world could have stopped them from slipping inside on a voyage of discovery. It was madness, here in the restaurant with his wife just a few feet away. However, Mr. Vastos was standing with his back to the cash-register, facing Heather, and no one else could see exactly what was happening.

Heather's hands found and instinctively began fondling the old man's hidden cock. Mr. Vastos was silent. She was surprised that he accepted her actions so naturally, surprised and delighted. The restaurant was empty and Heather was not used to stopping once she got a cock in her hands. Carefully she extricated the twitching organ from its confines and pulled it out into the open. Mr. Vastos's cock was the youngest thing about him. Heather marvelled at its soft, fresh skin, and its rapidly growing length and hardness as she caressed it with her gentle but knowing hands. She looked up at the old man and whispered, hoping his wife could not hear:

"Oh, Mr. Vastos! It's so nice. I hope you don't mind but I just had to see it. I couldn't help it."

She had eyes only for that lovely thing, and she was about to lean forward and kiss it when her reverie was rudely interrupted.

"Papa! What you take so long for? You bothering Miss Heather?"

It was Mrs. Vastos. She had left her cash-register and was hobbling painfully on her arthritis-ridden legs towards the back of the restaurant. Heather frantically tried to push the old man's prick back into his pants, but her caresses had had their effect and it was now too long, too hard. Mr. Vastos didn't seem to be worried that his wife might discover him like this, his cock poking out of his pants right in front of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl.

"Oh! So that what going on. But maybe Heather no like. You ask her first, Theo?"

"My zipper, Mama. My zipper stuck. Won't go up. Miss Heather help."

"Funny helping. Zipper no go up but something else do. So, you like, Heather? I thought so all the time, but you so young I wonder. Me, I like too when I your age. My Theo, he have nice schlong, you no think?"

Heather had never heard the word "schlong" before, but she knew exactly what Mrs. Vastos was talking about. Once she got over her amazement she stopped trying to hide the wonderful tool, but she felt she should at least let go of it. Mrs. Vastos had a very unusual attitude but Heather didn't know how far it would extend. Looking was one thing, touching might be quite another. The old man's long, youthful cock stood there, poking straight out from his fly, and all three of them looked at it with admiration.

"You're not angry then, Mrs. Vastos? I mean me touching your husband. It was me who did it, not Mr. Vastos. It was all my fault."

"Fault, schmalt. No fault. Theo really proud of his schlong. Like to show it to the girls. But that's nothing. You should see our sons. Great big. Like this."

Mrs. Vastos stretched her hands several feet apart. Heather knew she was exaggerating, but just the thought of two sons with pricks even bigger than their father's was enough to make her pussy ache with sudden want.

"It's a very nice prick, uh, I mean schlong. You have every right to be proud, Mr. Vastos. At your age, too."

"Poor Theo. He stuck with it now. I no bother with that stuff any more, but Theo, he still like it."

Mr. Vastos looked imploringly at Heather, then down at his slightly wilting erection. She reached out tentatively and touched his cock. His wife said nothing. Emboldened, Heather wrapped her fingers around it, feeling it throb against her hand. Then she started moving her hand up and down its length. She looked over at Mrs. Vastos who was smiling happily as she watched Heather's fingers move on her husband's cock.

"Is it all right, Mrs. Vastos? I can't help it, it's so nice. I just have to touch it."

"Sure, Miss Heather. You go right ahead. I remember what it used to be like. It long time since Theo have any fun like that."

"Ah, yes, nice, nice, Miss Heather. Oh yes! Since Anastasia gone, no more," the old man sighed.

While continuing to pump his hard prick Heather looked inquiringly at Mrs. Vastos.

"Anastasia. She our daughter. Long time she used to play with Theo's schlong. Then she get married, but she still come back see us sometime and play with schlong. Now she have little girl and not come so much. Poor Theo! He not cum much neither no more." Mrs. Vastos laughed heartily at her own joke and even Heather had to smile. "You make him cum, Miss Heather? It been long time for him. I get towel. No one in restaurant now. Anyway, I close."

Heather pumped steadily, her head awhirl with all she had heard. Her mouth watered at the sight of the old man's glowing cockhead above her fist. It was getting ready to shoot, she could tell. It would be such a waste to spill it all into a towel.

"Mrs. Vastos... is it all right... I mean... can I use my mouth? Then you won't need a towel."

"Oh, Heather! You like do that? Me too, long time ago. Not now. Not even Anastasia do that. I watch. You go head."

And Heather gladly went "head". Her luscious lips swooped down over the tip of Mr. Vastos's cock and began to suck. Mrs. Vastos clapped her hands in glee. Heather's hands continued to pump up and down on the long shaft while her mouth engulfed the head. She swept her tongue over the crown, tasting the first drops of fluid that were beginning to leak out.

"Oh, Miss Heather! Heather! Oh, good, good, good! More than 'Tasia."

The old man babbled in a mixture of Greek and English. Heather didn't always understand what he was saying, but she certainly understood what his cock was saying to her mouth. Unwrapping her fingers from his cock-shaft, she clutched at his frail hips and pulled him towards her until his prick was pushing deep into her throat. Then she pushed him slowly back, keeping her lips locked on his throbbing shaft. When she pulled him back into her, swallowing an extra inch of cock this time, he quickly understood what she wanted and began thrusting in and out of her mouth in long gentle strokes while his wife watched and beamed her approval. Even though she wasn't interested in "that" anymore, she was pleased to see that her husband's "schlong" could still appeal to even such a young and sexy girl as Heather. It made her remember that she hadn't been much older than thirteen when she married him.

Mrs. Vastos watched happily as her seventy-five year old husband pumped his cock, his schlong, between the clinging lips of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl in broad daylight, almost in the middle of their family restaurant. She was even happier when she saw her husband close his eyes and begin to shake and clutch at Heather's bobbing head. She watched in fascination the way the young girl's throat muscles worked as she swallowed the long pent-up load that the poor, sex-starved old man shot into her mouth.

Heather continued to suck gently on the old man's cock for a long time. She couldn't get over how young and vital it still felt in her mouth, and how much juice it had spurted into her stomach. When at last she pulled her lips from the shrunken organ, a drop of jism hung from her lip. Mrs. Vastos stretched out a motherly hand and wiped it away; then she presented her finger to Heather to lick clean.

"Oh, that was so good, Mr. Vastos! And you came so much! I didn't think I'd be able to swallow it all. Gallons and gallons. I'd be happy to play with your schlong anytime if your daughter Anastasia doesn't want to any more. You just tell me when. It's so delicious."

"Hah! Theo's got nice schlong all right. But you should see my sons, Miss Heather. Big like this! And fat. Not old and skinny like his."

"I thank you, Miss Heather. Your mouth so good. But Mama right. Both our boys got big schlong. Like father," said Mr. Vastos with paternal pride. In a burst of enthusiasm and affection Heather jumped to her feet to wrap her arms around Mr. Vastos's neck and planted a big kiss on his surprised lips. Mrs. Vastos grabbed her arm.

"Hey! What you do? Theo my husband. You no kiss him like that. Not right, Miss Heather. You don't do again, please."

A bewildered Heather let her arms drop from the old man's neck. It was all right for her to suck Mr. Vastos's cock in public and swallow his cum, but she was not to kiss him on the lips. She didn't really understand, but she was happy to go along with the rules as long as she was free to suck his cock. Her pussy was beginning to itch again. Visions of the Vastos boys with their legendary cocks, "big like this", floated through her head.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Vastos. I didn't mean anything. It's just that you have such a nice husband. And... uh... Mrs. Vastos...?"

"Yes, Miss Heather?"

"I bet your sons are nice, too. Do you think I could meet your schl... I mean your sons, someday?"

"Oh sure, Miss Heather. You like big schlongs, you gonna really like my sons. You meet right now. Steve and Chris, they in the kitchen now. You come with me. You come too, Theo."

The three of them went through a swinging door into the small kitchen. Two fat, middle-aged men were sitting on chairs smoking. They both jumped to their feet and put out their cigarettes when they saw their mother appear.

"Boys, boys. I told you million timers, you no smoke in kitchen. But I want for you to meet Miss Heather. Heather, these my sons, Christopher and Stephen."

Heather politely shook their hands, hoping she would soon have her hands on other parts of them. Both men wore T-shirts and dirty white trousers. They also wore aprons which frustrated Heather's attempts to catch a glimpse of their famous schlongs.

The two men stared curiously at the young girl. Of course, they had seen her before around the restaurant, but they were puzzled that their mother had brought her back to the kitchen. However, they were quite happy to have her lovely young body to look at. As Theo Vastos moved past Heather to stand beside his wife, Chris caught sight of his gaping fly. "Papa," he whispered. "Your zipper!"

"It stuck. It no go up," the old man replied in a normal voice.

"Stuck, schmuck. Don't worry so much Christopher. Your Papa just been showing Miss Heather his schlong. She like very much. Even eat right up, just like a hot dog. Now she want to see you and Steve. Show her your schlongs, both of you."

Chris and Steve Vastos were shocked speechless. They looked in bewilderment from the sweet, sexy schoolgirl to their grinning father's open trouser front, to their mother's happy face. Her words slowly sank in. They convinced themselves that she had, in fact, said it but they did not know how to react. They knew enough of their mother's ideas to accept her words and, since Heather did not express any shock or outrage, they began to think that it might even be true, no matter how unbelievable. Their eyes fixed on hers. She smiled warmly, enjoying their confusion as she hoped to soon be enjoying their cocks.

"Your mother has told me so much about you, I just had to see them... I mean you. She says your pricks are even nicer than your Dad's, and his is really nice. I'd really like to see yours, too. Won't you please show me?"

"Go on, boys. I know you both got nice big schlongs. Show them to Miss Heather. She like schlongs like I used to. Go on, hurry up. Miss Heather not got all night."

The two men looked at each other, then slowly put down their cigarettes and began to fumble with the knots of their apron strings. They threw off the white aprons, but they could not bring themselves to go any further. Heather saw their hesitation.

"Mrs. Vastos? Can I do it? Can I open their pants? Do you think they'll mind?" she asked impatiently.

"My boys too shy. Sure, you go head. They no mind, do you boys?"

The two men simply shook their heads as Heather quickly and happily approached them. First she stroked and fondled the crotches of their stained white trousers. Yes, she could feel the heavy, swollen flesh. Immediately her tiny hands went to work on their belts, while the two men stood almost petrified. In a moment their pants were open and Heather's hands were foraging in their underwear.

"Oh my! They really do feel nice, Mrs. Vastos. Oh! I can feel yours move, Mr. Christopher. Do you like me touching you. Oh, and now yours too, Mr. Steve. Oh, I want to see them, but I can't get them out like this."

The touch of her hands on the bare flesh of their cocks, on top of everything else, had excited them to such an extent that even Heather's practised hands could not pull the swelling poles through the openings in their jockey shorts. While Mrs. Vastos nodded in approval, and the two men began gasping with pleasure, Heather pushed their pants and underwear down around their knees. She exclaimed in delight when she looked up. Mrs. Vastos was right; they were indeed "big like this" and so very fat.

In Heather's brief but very crowded experience with men's cocks she had seldom seen bigger - and these weren't even fully erect yet. Heather remedied that deficiency in a hurry. She stood in front of the two men and fondled each one with one hand, a dreamy look on her face as she imagined how their schlongs would feel inside of her. Then she bent down to inspect the marvellous organs more closely, to inhale their scent and, after a furtive glance towards the boys' mother, to plant a big kiss on the head of each cock. The men gasped and stiffened in disbelief. When Mrs. Vlastos said nothing, Heather let herself go and spread wide her lips to swallow the head of Steve's cock.

However, in bending over, Heather revealed that she was panty-less under her skirt. Hardly anyone was looking, so fascinated were they all by the contrast between Heather's tiny hands and delicate lips and those huge, bloated pieces of male meat. But old Theo Vastos was trying to get a better view of Heather's lips on his sons' cocks when he noticed the naked flesh beneath her skirt. The sight of those sweet, round globes stopped him in his tracks. His eyes brightened. While Heather fondled and kissed his sons' schlongs, he reached out to grab at her ass.

Mrs. Vlastos did not see because she had quickly turned and hurried to a wall telephone. She dialled almost blindly, her proud, maternal eyes fixed on little Heather's attempt to get one of those great schlongs inside her mouth.

"Hello, George. That you? Mama here. George, you come right way to kitchen. Yes, restaurant. No, I no tell you. A surprise. You come quick." She hung up abruptly and settled into one of the chairs vacated by her sons to watch her family enjoy themselves.

"Old Theo Vastos now had his finger in Heather's pussy while her lips were stretched tightly around the bulbous knob of Steve's cock-head. Suddenly the old man plunged his finger deep into her cunt and pressed his thumb against her asshole. Heather jumped forward - from surprise and delight, not pain - and Steve's great knob popped into her mouth just as the old man's thumb popped through her anus and pressed against the finger in her cunt. The old man's probing fingers spurred her to suck voraciously on the son's cock, swallowing it inch by inch, as she wriggled her ass enthusiastically against the old man's hand, wishing he could put something bigger than his fingers in her.

Chris Vastos was left standing with his cock sticking out of his pants and a bewildered, forlorn look on his face. Heather's mouth was fully occupied by his brother and her ass by his father. When Mrs. Vlastos saw that he was being left out, she called to her husband.

"Theo, you stop that! Look, poor Chris. He got nothing to do. You let him play with Heather's bummie. If Heather don't mind. You mind, Heather? You let Chris feel your bummie? Maybe you even let him put his schlong in you? If it not too big? You like? Chris he do it good."

If Heather had ever wanted to cry out, "YES!", that was the time. But the huge pole in her mouth made it impossible. She nodded her head as vigourously as she could, making Steve Vastos moan from the sensations it produced on his cock. She wriggled and shook her "bummie", hoping Christopher or his mother would understand. She missed the old man's fingers already, but just the thought of one of those great schlongs pushing inside her drowned out any regrets.

Under his wife's stern glance, the old man reluctantly had pulled his hand from Heather's ass and moved away to sit beside her in the chair. Chris Vastos frantically tried to pull off his pants, but ended up hobbling into position at Heather's rear. He watched that lovely behind for a few seconds as it squirmed in frustration and invitation. Then he reached out to stroke the glowing flesh, almost hypnotized by its whiteness. Finally he took his mighty prick in two hands and set its swollen head against the pink and gleaming lips of Heather's pussy. Heather pushed back as hard as she could to try to capture the fleshy knob, but his mother's voice made him start and pull away. Heather moaned in frustration around the meaty pole in her mouth until she heard what Mrs. Vastos had to say.

"Christopher! What you do? You know not right to put your schlong there! Didn't I teach you better. You put in other place, like I show you. Is better. Right Miss Heather? You like that, no?"

Heather was surprised at the old lady's words but she didn't care where he put it as long as he put it in her somewhere soon. If Mrs. Vlastos didn't want her son to fuck her cunt then she was quite happy to give him her asshole. Once again she nodded her head vigourously. Steve groaned again and his cock sank several inches further into her throat.

When Chris had re-aimed his mighty missile and started to press it tentatively against her tiny asshole, Heather was pushed even more firmly onto his brother's cock. Its great length was almost completely buried in her throat before the other brother finally managed to force the swollen knob of his cock-head through her anxious anal opening. Once that tight ring of muscle had snapped firmly around his shaft, Chris Vastos let out a roar and began thrusting into the young girl, forcing her throat down the last few inches onto his brother's cock. He straightened his knees and suddenly Heather's feet were off the floor. She was completely impaled now, just as she had been between the two salesman a little while before, but this was even better. Never had she felt so full, so stuffed with wonderful man-meat. Even though her cunt was empty, the sheer size of the cocks in her other two openings more than made up for it.

But she couldn't breathe. She almost hadn't noticed, so enraptured had she been by the progress of Chris Vastos's big cock up the tight channel of her ass. Steve Vastos wasn't moving. The sensation of her throat muscles clamped around his rigid shaft, squeezing and pulsating, was simply too good. Heather had to push at his legs before he grabbed her head and began to move in her, pulling his mighty cock back until only his great knob was in her mouth so she could gulp a breath of air, then sending the complete length of his shaft deep into her throat again.

If it had been wonderful before, now was even better. Heather simply closed her eyes, let her body go limp, and let the incredible sensations wash over her as the two brothers drove in and out of her convulsing, quaking body. Every movement sent paroxysms of pleasure through her, causing her throat and ass muscles to clutch spasmodically at the cocks that were so deliciously invading her. That only drove the two men to even greater heights of excitement, and they pounded their massive cocks into her tiny body with ever growing fury. It was heavenly.

Suddenly both men stopped moving, both their cocks fully buried in Heather's body. She couldn't stand it; she wanted them to keep moving, to continue driving into her until she burst from the build-up of sheer pleasure. She tried to move herself, but she was pinned between them, her legs dangling in the air, firmly caught on those giant pegs of throbbing flesh. She couldn't understand what had happened. Then, through her pleasure-drugged daze, she heard Mrs. Vastos's piercing voice.

"Oh, Miss Heather. You do so good. Both my boys really enjoy, I can tell. But you don't mind stop for minute. Here is George. George my nephew. He have nice schlong too. George, you take clothes off and show Miss Heather your schlong."

George had slipped into the kitchen almost unnoticed, and had stood in shocked silence for several minutes before his aunt noticed him. What an incredible sight. That luscious young girl, barely a teenager really, being double-fucked by his two cousins with their giant horse-cocks. And Chris actually had his prick in her asshole. It was beyond belief, but there it was, right in front of him. His own cock hardened in his pants immediately and he reached down to rub it. And what was more incredible was that she seemed to be looking over at him, welcoming him, and all that with those giant cocks stuffing her. He knew grown women who wouldn't even touch his cousins' cocks, so frighteningly huge did they find them, yet this little girl seemed to be revelling in them.

"You like see George's schlong, too, Miss Heather?"

Heather nodded as well as she could with Steve's telephone pole of a cock stuck right down her throat, then gave him a quick push with her other hand, hoping he would start moving again so she could breathe. She was on the point of blacking out when he finally pulled his cock back and she was able to take in a breath of air through her nose. His brother started moving again, too, and soon those two poles of flesh were once again driving her mad with pleasure. But Heather was still alert enough to her surroundings to watch out of the corner of her eye as George stripped off his pants. She liked what she saw.

George stood next to his cousins, wondering how he could get involved. He felt Heather's hand strike his leg and then climb slowly upwards along his thigh until she was able to grasp his already iron-hard prick. She squeezed it triumphantly, feeling it throb beneath her fingers, then began pumping it in time to the two other cocks ramming into her. When the shudders of orgasm swept through her again, she squeezed him so tightly he groaned from mingled pain and pleasure. Then, while her body was still quivering, she pulled George closer. He was pressed against his cousin Steve but he hardly noticed because Heather was somehow bending her arm at a painful angle so she could run his dripping cock-head all over her face and the sleek line of her throat. He could actually feel the sensation of his cousin's great schlong grotesquely stretching her cheeks and her throat muscles as it drove towards her stomach.

He felt as if he were going to come right away, just from the feel of her silken skin, tightly stretched around the cock in her mouth, rubbing against his enflamed cock-head. He was saved from so wastefully spilling his seed by his two cousins, both of whom clutched Heather even tighter and began gasping as they exploded in her body one after the other with meaningless grunts of animal passion. George stepped back and watched Heather's throat convulse as she greedily swallowed the torrent of cum that spilled into her mouth. He saw his cousin Chris grimace in unbearable ecstasy as he pumped and spurted his juices deep into Heather's bowels. This set Heather off again, and her body writhed and twisted around the two impaling rods. The two hard cocks that had been supporting her softened rapidly, but fortunately George was there to catch the half senseless girl before she fell to the floor.

Poor George didn't know what to do. His cock was hard and eager and he held this sexy girl in his arms. She was naked beneath her skirt, and he had had the most vivid proof imaginable that she loved cock. After the session she had just been through, he knew she needed a rest, but his impatient cock wouldn't let him wait. He twisted her still quivering body in his arms until her pussy lips were pressed against his cock. Holding her slender body with one hand around her waist, he reached down to ready his cock to penetrate her when he felt a stern hand on his shoulder.

"No! No, George. Not right. Not like that. Not there. That for married peoples. You just wait a minute. Miss Heather let you do like Chris or Steve. You just wait and see."

Mrs. Vastos had pushed herself up from her chair and hobbled over to them. After speaking to him she continued on past them, heading for the other side of the kitchen. Heather had her feet on the ground now, but George still held her. His cock was pressed into her back, the cheeks of her ass pressing against his balls. His hands were under her T-shirt cupping and squeezing her tits.

Even though she was still panting and gasping for breath, Heather was reaching back, trying to find his cock and pull it into her, despite what Mrs. Vastos had said. She didn't want the feelings to ever stop. George felt her fingers on his balls and couldn't stop himself. His aunt didn't want him to screw this girl in the cunt, though he was sure she wouldn't mind at all, but he had to put his hot, hard cock somewhere quickly or he would spill his seed all over her back. Heather was still caressing his balls and squirming sensuously against him. While still glowing from the pleasure Chris and Steve Vastos had brought her, she was already looking forward to new thrills. She strained upwards; he bent his knees. Her fingers found the base of his cock and positioned it where she wanted it. He straightened his legs and suddenly his cock was in her, sliding freely and easily into her well-lubricated asshole.

Mrs. Vastos came hobbling back, pushing a steel cart ahead of her. It had two shelves, just two feet across, with the top one just at waist height. George already had Heather bent over and he was screwing his own rather substantial cock into her ass, holding her to him with a painfully tight grasp of her tits. Heather sighed and clutched her ass muscles down on him, and it was as if nothing had ever penetrated her there. George was amazed at the tightness and the heat.

Then both he and Heather felt a shock. His aunt had somehow manoeuvred the cart right under Heather's bent-over torso. George's knuckles scraped its surface as he continued to cling to her round tits. Heather gasped when the cold edge of the table met her over-heated belly. It just seemed to accentuate the fire within. She let herself fall forward onto it, grateful for the support. Now she had something to hold onto so she could screw her ass back against George's plunging cock.

"There now. That better? George has nice schlong, too, eh Miss Heather? But not like my boys."

"Oh Oh Ohhhh!" cried Heather as another orgasm swept over her. Her throat felt empty. but at least now she could cry out her pleasure and that always seemed to make it better. "Oh yes! Oh it's so good! Oh they're all so good. I love it! I love them! Oh, Mrs. Vastos, I love your family, their cocks, their schlongs. I want them in me. I want them all."

"Boys! You hear Miss Heather. No just stand there! Give Miss Heather your schlongs."

Chris and Steve had recovered from their exertions and had been watching with mounting excitement as their cousin carried on with what they had started. When they heard Heather cry out, and heard their mother's admonitions, they hurried over to stand in front of Heather.

Chris got there first. Heather's head hung over the edge of the cart at the perfect height. Without thinking about where his cock had just been, without thinking about anything but finding renewed satisfaction in the young girl's body, he pushed his long, limp sausage at Heather's lips. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked it inside with a loud, lascivious slurp. Then she began to suck avidly, loving its dark musty taste. Her round ass squirmed enthusiastically as George's long cock skewered into her asshole. Chris Vastos's cock in her mouth swelled and swelled, quickly regaining all of its majestic size, turning her cries of pleasure into wordless whimpers. His brother stood impatiently in line behind him. Across the kitchen, Mr. and Mrs. Vastos sat side-by-side on their two chairs, watching proudly. They were holding hands.

When George's over-excited cock finally exploded and sent his flood of come to join his cousin's deep in Heather's ass, Chris quickly pulled his now huge, hard cock from her throat and hurried to replace his cousin. Heather moaned in protest as both cocks suddenly left her, but that moan turned to a sigh of contentment as Chris's great pole pushed its way into her pulsing asshole just seconds after George had pulled out. Her sigh was cut off by another cock poking at her lips. Without even looking up she swallowed it greedily.

The double fuckings went on and on, sending Heather into the convulsions of orgasm countless times, but always she wanted more and always there was another cock to plunge into her ass and another soft and savoury prick for her mouth. The two brothers and their cousin emptied their balls again and again into Heather's asshole and were sucked back to erection by her avid lips. Sometimes one or the other could not resist the tight clasp of her throat and would let his cock burst in her mouth; then she had to suck up the next limp prick to be presented to her lips quickly or there would be no hard cock ready to replace the one at the point of exploding in her ass. But each time it took longer and longer for the men to cum and Heather's ass was continually reamed by hard cock. She was in a state of near-perpetual orgasm, aware only of the hard flesh that filled her.

Then, at last her ass was empty. No hard cock rushed in to replace the one that had just spurted weakly inside her. She still had a tasty prick in her mouth, she did not know whose, but it refused to respond to the magic of her lips and tongue. Slowly she returned to her senses, her body still quivering, and reluctantly let the soft meat fall from between her lips. She looked up, conscious now of the hard shelf digging into her belly, squashing her tender tits. Steve Vastos stood sadly in front of her, looking down at her swollen lips and his limp and wrinkled prick. Heather pushed herself up and off the cart and looked behind her. Chris and George were sitting on the floor, their heads between their knees, their limp pricks drooping over their empty balls.

Heather looked at her rumpled and come-stained skirt. She really should have taken it off, she thought. Her T-shirt was wet with sweat and showed the hard points of her still excited nipples. She tried to straighten her clothes into some semblance of respectability. There was nothing more for her here. She knew from experience that it would be a long wait for any of the men to revive. When Heather drained a cock it was completely drained. She turned to face Mr. and Mrs. Vastos, who were still sitting together, hand-in-hand. The woman looked somewhat crestfallen.

"Oh Heather! What you do to my boys. They all wore out. Even their schlongs!"

She was so proud of her sons' schlongs that she almost resented the fact that Heather had been able to defeat them. But she was basically a good-natured lady, and she had so enjoyed the sight of her sons and her nephew ploughing their big schlongs into Heather's tiny body. And Heather was so appreciative, said such wonderful things about them that her maternal pride returned and burned even brighter than before. Then her husband spoke.

"Miss Heather. I like watch you so much. My boys good boys. Good schlongs. Like father. Miss Heather, look!"

Miss Heather looked, and broke out into a big warm smile. There, rising proudly from the old man's still open fly, was his long, youthful-looking cock. Despite everything that had happened, Heather's mouth watered at the sight.

"Oh my! It's hard again, Mr. Vastos. Oh, how wonderful! It looks so delicious. can I taste it again? Please?"

Heather didn't even wait for an answer before kneeling in front of him and lovingly taking his rejuvenated cock into her sweet, warm mouth. She bobbed her head over his crotch and sucked happily. The old man's cock throbbed with excitement, and seemed to get harder and longer in her mouth, but no matter what tricks Heather played with her tongue and lips, he did not come. Heather was happy sucking on his wonderful cock but she also wanted to feel the old man's cum shoot into her again. She lifted her mouth from his hard prick and rubbed it sensuously over her face, then kissed it and stood up to whisper into his wife's ear, her hands continuing to play with his noble schlong. Mrs Vastos frowned but Heather continued to whisper urgently. Finally the woman turned to look at her husband, his face a grimace of pleasure and pain, and slowly nodded her head.

"Oh thank you, Mrs. Vastos! Thank you so much," Heather cried, before bending eagerly over the old man and kissing the ruby red head of his cock. Then she quickly straddled the chair and the old man's lap, her hands positioning his cock as she sank down on it. But instead of her well-travelled asshole, his vigourous rod surged into her achingly empty and neglected cunt. And it felt so good that Heather came right away and her cunt muscles rippled along the length of the old man's shaft, making him gasp with pleasure and bury his head between her breasts.

Heather began to rise and fall on that wonderfully filling pole. It was so good and so different from what she had experienced with his sons. Heather clutched Mr. Vastos's head to her breasts and tried to fuck him to death. Up and down and around and around she screwed her ass, feeling his cock scrape against every inch of her hyper-sensitive cunt. And still the old man did not come, although his toothless jaws were biting at her tits as he sobbed and moaned in pleasure.

While she blindly rode the old man's cock, Heather felt hands on her ass. Many hands! Her T-shirt was pushed up, and her skirt. Then she felt other things that felt very much like long limp cocks press and rub against the flesh of her ass and back. Someone unhooked her skirt and pulled it up. She let go of Mr. Vastos's neck and lifted her arms so that both the T-shirt and skirt could be pulled right off, leaving her totally naked. Now the limp cocks were rubbing all over her body, along with six hands that caressed and squeezed her flesh. Mr. Vastos sucked and munched on one tit, while unknown hands fought over possession of the other one. Fingers played over her belly and thighs, poked at her dripping asshole and even ran around the mouth of her cunt where the old man's cock was so deliciously trapped.

Heather couldn't stop coming. In fact she had hardly stopped coming since she had entered the kitchen. She squirmed and writhed under all this attention, clamping her cunt muscles around the cock that filled it as she rose and fell. But it was hard work and her legs were tiring. And still the old man didn't come. Then Heather felt a strange sensation. She was being lifted into the air, but the old man's cock was still locked firmly in her cunt. They were both being lifted, still joined delightfully together. Hands gripped her tightly, hardening cocks rubbed against her. Heather did not know what was happening, nor did she care as long as she had old Mr. Vastos's wonderful cock inside her. Gently the fucking couple were lowered to the floor.

The old man's body fell back, his toothless gums slipping off Heather's breast. His wife was quick to put something under his head, even if it was Heather's skirt and T-shirt. She fell forward onto his frail body, rubbing her breasts over his chest and raining kisses onto his face. Mrs. Vastos protested in the background but Heather didn't care anymore as she glued her lips to the old man's. In this new position she could feel him trying his best to use his hips to push his cock into her. But he was too old and weak. His cock, on the other hand, was young and strong, and it throbbed mightily in Heather's deliriously happy pussy.

The many hands still caressed her with mounting fervour. Fingers poked at her asshole. The something else. A cock. She didn't know or care whose it was. She sobbed in happiness as the big cock pushed its way into her ass, side by side with the old man's in her cunt, and began to move. The fuck lasted for a long, long time, and Heather revelled in the double penetration. Her cries of passion mingled with the old man's as they both were driven mad by the friction of the fat cock plunging into her ass rubbing against the one in her cunt.

Heather began babbling senselessly, telling Mrs. Vastos that her family had the best schlongs in the world, that she wanted to have them in her all the time. She cried out with fierce joy as the cock in her ass throbbed and shot its almost painful load into her guts. There was not much of the wonderful liquid, but it made up for its volume with the force of its throbbing. But still the old man did not come, though he was squirming and moaning more and more frantically beneath her. Another cock slid easily into her ass and screwed her steadily and fiercely until it too humped dryly and slipped away only to be replaced by yet a third one. When that last cock had fucked her ass as much as it could and then given up the old man was still hard and eager within her.

Tears of joy filled Heather's eyes. She could no longer talk or think. She was just a tangled mass of pleasure, all focussed on the miraculous pole that filled her cunt. She felt the old man stirring beneath her, pushing at her with his hands. She hoped desperately that he didn't want her to get off, and continued to grind her pussy into his crotch. Theo Vastos clenched his muscles and with every bit of strength left in him, suddenly rolled over until he was on top of a surprised Heather. Her head hit the floor with a thud, but she did not even feel it. Her legs shot up into the air and wrapped themselves around the old man's back. The only sound that came from her now was a loud, continuous keening wail. The explosions in her belly were too close together now to be distinguished from each other.

The old man plunged his cock into her with quick, rabbit-like thrusts that drove her hard against the floor. Heather clutched him tightly to her, glorying in the aggressiveness of his fucking. He slobbered feverishly over her tits. Heather screamed when he suddenly bit down hard on her nipple and convulsed on top of her. His cock throbbed mightily, spraying her burning pussy with his pent-up cum. Jolt after jolt of electricity surged through Heather's body as she felt him finally give her the juices she had so desperately craved.

The couple panted together on the floor. Around them was silence. The old man's sons and his nephew were speechless, incredulous, awed. Mrs. Vastos felt a surge of pride swell her already substantial bosom. Her Theo. Her Theo and his wonderful schlong. Was there ever another one like it? Heather didn't seem to think so, the way she was now showering it with grateful kisses and carefully licking it clean. Then, while Mrs. Vastos hugged her husband proudly and wondered if she might not have been premature in giving up "that", Heather turned to the three younger men and took their limp and soiled cocks into her mouth one last time, cleansing them of all trace of her ass and its juices.

Finally it was time to go. The Vastos family all helped her dress, but her clothes were a mess. All that fucking while she was still wearing them and then the fucking on top of them had taken their toll. What would her mother say? She might not notice the absence of panties, but she was sure to notice the incredibly wrinkled skirt, stained with drying come and other darker stains, the dirty finger marks on the front of her T-shirt. Heather knew she would have to do something before she got home but she did not yet know what. Even going into the street like that would attract a lot of attention. But Heather was used to attracting attention on the street, so she prepared to continue her journey home from school. Then she remembered.

"Oh, Mrs. Vastos. I had so much fun I almost forgot my coke. How much do I owe you."

"Fifty cents. But you so nice to Theo and the boys, I give you for half-price. You give me only a quarter."

Heather protested, but twenty-five cents was all Mrs. Vastos would take. Heather was so happy and grateful for her wonderful experience that she would have given everything she had in thanks, so she made her promise that the next time she came she would definitely pay the full price no matter what might happen in the kitchen. It hardly seemed right that the poor old couple should lose out when she herself had had so much fun. And she was sure she would be back again very soon.




Chapter 4 - The Reynolds


Heather's legs felt a little weak as she walked down the street. She could still feel the Vastos family's huge schlongs in her asshole and taste them in her mouth, and the memory of the dear old man's cock in her cunt made her pussy twitch with remembered pleasure. She was so glad she had stopped at the restaurant and discovered the wonderful things they had that were not on the menu. She would like to eat there every day, but she doubted if there would be enough for her that often. Unless Mrs. Vastos had more relatives with big schlongs. She would have to ask. Her happy dreams were rudely interrupted.

"Hey sweetie! Wanna suck my cock?"

A delivery van had stopped next to her at a traffic light. The driver's obscenely grinning face looked down at her from the open window. His eyes took in every inch of the delectable sight, moving from the rounded slopes of her young ass, scarcely covered by the short skirt, to the thrusting mounds of her tits. He spat on the sidewalk.

"Ya wanna suck my cock? I got a big one."

The idea delighted Heather. She broke into a big smile as she turned to him and answered: "Sure! I'd love to!" A look of complete bewilderment flooded the man's face. She wasn't supposed to react like that. Heather stepped off the curb in front of the van and hurried towards the passenger door, carefully watching the traffic. If she had been paying more attention to the man in the van she would have seen the panic in his eyes as he saw her cross in front of him. Then she wouldn't have been so surprised when he suddenly pulled away the moment she touched the door handle, leaving her standing in the middle of the road.

Heather was disappointed. Her mouth was already salivating in anticipation. But she had seen the same thing happen before. All too often some man would make a remark as she passed, say he wanted to fuck her, and then, when she happily agreed, rush away in confusion. Men! She really didn't understand them sometimes. But she wanted them all the time.

The many men she had already had that afternoon: her teacher, the janitor, the vice-principal, Pop MacIntosh and the two salesmen, the entire Vastos family, were beginning to seem like distant memories. But she was nearly home. There probably wouldn't be too many more cocks falling in her path and she still had to decide what to do about her clothes. Maybe she could think up some harmless explanation for her mother. Her father would understand. Ever since she had got up the courage to suck him off in the shower last month, he had begun to understand what a hot-assed daughter he had and he knew that she fucked other men. Sometimes Heather thought he enjoyed the idea of other men fucking his daughter almost as much as he enjoyed fucking her himself. But her mother still didn't know or so Heather thought!

She was lost in thought as she drew closer to her home. The excited barking of a neighbour's dog brought her back to reality. She was in front of the Reynolds house, just two doors away from her parents. Ralph and Lorna Reynolds had just moved into the neighbourhood a few months ago and Heather didn't know Lorna very well yet. However, she was quickly getting to know Ralph. Since she had noticed that he usually left for work at the same time she left for school, she had made a point of joining him in his garage several times a week. Usually she sat in his car sucking his cock while he stood in front of the open door; sometimes she leaned over the hood of the car while he fucked her vigourously from behind. He was a nice man.

Mrs. Reynolds was sitting on the porch with a drink in her hand watching their dog play in the front yard. The dog was bouncing energetically up and down in front of Heather. She bent to hug him then walked up towards the porch with the dog running after her. It was too bad it wasn't Mr. Reynolds. She would have liked to have his nice cock inside her right now. But maybe Mrs. Reynolds would help her with her clothes, let her clean them up a bit before she went home.

The dog seemed intoxicated by Heather's presence, his tail wagging furiously. He was a large, friendly dog of an unknown mixture of breeds. Lorna Reynolds called out to him sharply, telling him to leave Heather alone. But the poor animal could not. The scent that drifted from between her legs was setting him on fire. As Heather walked she almost tripped over him several times; he danced alongside her, pushing his head under her skirt. When his cold nose brushed her inner thigh Heather felt a thrill run through her.

She stopped at the porch steps. Mrs. Reynolds was looking curiously at her dishevelled appearance. The dog was still nosing around under her skirt, and began to lick her cum-coated thighs with his warm rasping tongue. He would not stop despite Lorna's orders to him to behave, and the feel of the dog's tongue on her sent strange shivers through Heather's body.

"It's all right, Mrs. Reynolds, he isn't bothering me. But could I ask you a favour?"

"Why, of course, Heather. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'd just like to stop a minute and use your bathroom, maybe, to sort of try to clean up my clothes before my mother sees them. They got kind of messed up on the way home from school." It was very hard for Heather to talk with the dog's strong tongue now nearing her matted pussy hairs sparse though they were.

"Certainly, honey. Come right in and we'll see what we can do for you. Rover! Stop that! I don't know what's got into you. Leave Heather alone!"

She opened the screen door and stepped aside to let Heather pass. Rover followed quickly. The stains on the young girl's clothes very, very strange, and Mrs. Reynolds could not understand why her dog was so intent to get under Heather's skirt nor why the girl did not seem to protest. As the door slammed behind them the dog once more pushed his head right under Heather's short skirt, lifting it enough so that Mrs. Reynolds could see the young girl's naked behind. A strange feeling shot through her, one she tried to repress.

"But how on earth did your clothes get this way, Heather? I've never seen anything like it. And why aren't you wearing panties?"

Heather reflected a moment then decided to be honest. There really was no other way to explain everything. If Mrs. Reynolds was too shocked she might tell her mother but something in the older woman's attitude suggested to Heather that her secret would be safe. She wanted to see how the other woman would react though she couldn't say exactly why.

"Well, I guess it's mostly cum. I've been fucking a lot on the way home from school. Usually I get undressed, but sometimes there just isn't time. That's why I got rid of my panties to save time."

Lorna Reynolds didn't believe her ears. The muscles in her stomach contracted, her face flushed and her breathing became difficult. Fucking! This sweet young girl! And talking about it so openly! It had to be true, too, she thought looking more closely at the stains and breathing in the odour that surrounded the young girl. Cum! It couldn't be anything else. And there was Rover trying to lick it up and Heather was letting him. It was incredible. She didn't know what to say.

"But... your boyfriend? What does he...?" she stammered, not knowing what she wanted to ask.

"Oh, I don't have a boyfriend, Mrs. Reynolds. Mom says that I'm too young to date. So I usually just fuck with men I meet on the way home."

Rover was still trying to push his head under Heather's skirt. His cold nose ran over her wet pussy lips, bumping against her clitoris and making Heather gasp. Lorna Reynolds could see what was happening but she could not believe it. She stared in horrified fascination at the dog's head moving enthusiastically under the young girl's skirt. She knew that this was horrible, that she should put a stop to it right away but she couldn't. Some strange tension filled her body.

"But... You're so young. I can't believe... I mean who?... Why?... How?"

Heather could see Mrs. Reynolds excitement and she wanted to see what would happen next. Calmly, she began telling of the adventures that had befallen her so far today on her way home from school. Of course she didn't name names. Heather was very discreet - she certainly would never mention Mr. Reynolds. And while she talked, she caressed Rover's head as he began to lap at her juicy pussy.

Lorna could take no more. With a little moan of frustrated passion she pulled the girl away from the dog and pushed her towards the bathroom, hoping to escape the demons that were bedevilling her. Her mind was full of images of big cocks sliding into Heather's girlish cunt. It upset her and excited her terribly. She didn't know why but her husband had scarcely made love to her more than once or twice in the past month. Now her unreleased sexual tensions were making her tremble. While she had been at university she had had a brief lesbian affair with her room-mate one year. It had not lasted long. Both had found boyfriends quickly. But it had been sweet and satisfying. The memories came flooding back as she looked over Heather's luscious body. Her pussy ached.

Angrily, she pushed the protesting dog out of the bathroom but they could both hear him whining behind the door. Heather said nothing but merely smiled and waited. She could tell that this was going to be another wonderful adventure.

"O.K. now let's get those clothes off. We'll put them in the sink to soak, then we can just pop them into the dryer. If we need it, I can get out my iron. You'll soon be good as new."

Her voice was strained and her gestures awkward and stiff as she reached out to help Heather with her clothes. Her hands brushed nervously against the sides of the young girl's breasts as she pulled the T-shirt over her head, noting with suppressed excitement the traces of many hands where the fabric bulged around her swelling tits. Lorna's mouth watered when she saw those two delicious mounds. She bent to help pull the hopelessly wrinkled and stained skirt off those lovely legs. Her face was right in front of Heather's delicate young pussy. Its pink lips, still swollen from her fucking with Mr. Vastos, gleamed with Rover's saliva. Lorna could see spots of dried cum that matted the sparse hairs framing her delicious slit. She wanted to plunge her face into that marvellous valley, taste it with her own lips. But she could not bring herself to do it.

Slowly and reluctantly getting to her feet, she took the two discarded pieces of clothing and dropped them into the sink. Mechanically she sprinkled them with soap powder and ran the water. She had to get away or she would do something foolish.

"Here, Heather. You look after this. I'll go and find you something to wear in the meantime."

It hurt to tear herself away from that lovely body. Maybe if she's dressed, it will be easier, she thought. Her mind did not want to let her give in to her desires. All that had been long ago in the past. Now she was a married woman, a respectable housewife. She should be reprimanding Heather, not lusting after her. But she couldn't stop the ache in her loins.

As soon as Lorna had hurried away, Rover managed to push his way into the bathroom. Heather was leaning over the sink, washing out her clothes. When she felt the dog's cold nose again on her warm flesh, she gasped and leaned over even further, thrusting her ass back at him to give him access to her slit. The dog began licking feverishly, sending his whole muzzle deep between her ass cheeks, sweeping his rough tongue from her pussy to her asshole, slurping up the remains of the gallons of cum that had been squirted into Heather that afternoon. Heather squirmed her ass and sighed in pleasure.

When Lorna Reynolds returned with a bathrobe in her hand, she stopped outside the open door, hypnotized by the shocking sight in front of her. She couldn't move. The bathrobe dropped from her hand and that same hand pressed tightly against her crotch and began rubbing. Heather suddenly cried out in pleasure. The dog's licking had already pushed her to an orgasm.

"Heather! Rover! Stop that! How can you let him do that, Heather! It's horrible, and I won't have it."

"What? Oh, I didn't notice," said Heather, turning to face her, letting the older woman take in a full view of her naked breasts and pussy. "But don't be mad at Rover. He was only playing. I don't mind."

Lorna pushed the dog away even more angrily this time. She was aroused and jealous and she was trying desperately to fight both feelings. Seeing the dog with his tongue between Heather's ass cheeks only made her desires seem that much more horrible and animalistic. Heather was sorry to see the dog go. Not only had his tongue felt so good on her pussy, but she had just noticed the long, red cock that had appeared beneath his belly. Even though it looked very different from any of the men's organs she had known, it was undeniably a cock and Heather hated the idea of being so close to a hard cock that wasn't in her body someplace. Since there were always lots of men willing to fuck her, Heather had never even considered the possibility of animals. Now she did and the very idea excited her enormously. But she couldn't very well tell Mrs. Reynolds that she wanted to fuck her dog. Or could she? Mrs. Reynolds was looking at her very strangely.

"Here. My God! Your whole body is covered with that stuff. How many times did you... no, never mind, don't answer. Just let me wash you off."

Lorna began to rub at Heather's skin with a wet washcloth. Over her breasts and down across her belly to the mound of her pussy, around and over the firm cheeks of her ass and then back to her proud young tits. The friction only added to Heather's excitement. She had already been brought to the boiling point by the dog. Now the lady of the house was making her boil over. Suddenly a small orgasm rippled through her. Heather closed her eyes and moaned.

When she opened them again, Lorna Reynolds was kneeling on the bathroom floor in front of her. The washcloth lay on the floor forgotten. The older woman's eyes were glazed. Slowly she leaned forward and touched her lips to Heather's pussy. Instinctively Heather grasped at her head. Few of the men she had known had done anything like that and their lips were so different that it was another experience altogether. Heather wanted more of it. Lorna's hands moved up to clutch the firm contours of Heather's ass. She buried her face in the young girl's pussy and began madly sucking and licking.

Over and over again Heather's pussy exploded into orgasm under the woman's tongue. Her legs grew weak, her vision blurred. While Lorna frantically worked at her pussy with lips and tongue, Heather sank slowly to the bathroom floor, lost in a fog of pleasure such as she had never known before. Then the kissing stopped.

Lorna pulled the dazed young girl to her feet and led her quickly to the bedroom. She did not see an eager Rover follow them. Heather lay back on the bed as the older woman hurriedly striped off her own clothes. But while she was doing so the dog suddenly leaped up onto the bed. Without thinking, Heather reached out and pulled him over her. His hairy belly rubbed sensuously against hers, his panting jaws fell between the twin hills of her tits, his long, red cock throbbed against her thigh.

"No Heather... Rover! No! No! You can't!" the woman cried out.

But Heather couldn't stop herself. Before Lorna's horrified yet fascinated eyes, she reached down and set the dog's hard cock right at the entrance to her cunt. Despite the bizarre position, Rover reacted to the heat of her pussy lips on the end of his cock and, with one quick thrust, drove his dog prick deep into Heather's cunt. The girl let out a cry of delight and clutched his head to her breasts. His cock felt so hot within her it almost burned her pussy. It was so different from a man's and so good. The dog's rear end worked away like a jack-hammer, frantically pounding his long, thin cock into her as if she were a bitch in heat. Which she was!

It was wonderful. Heather writhed beneath her doggie lover, loving the feel of his fur, his claws on her, relishing most of all that incredible rapid-fire cock plunging into her like no man had ever done. Lorna could only watch. Never, in her wildest dreams had she imagined such a scene. Her fingers dug into her cunt, already leaking the juices of her passion, while her pet ploughed his animal cock into the sweet pussy she had just kissed. Heather's moans of pleasure drowned out all other sounds until the dog suddenly began to yelp and whine strangely. Heather hugged him even closer as she felt his cock jump within her and begin to shoot its fierce jets of dog-cum into her all-devouring cunt. When she felt the knob of his cock swell up to gigantic proportions within her, Heather burst into another orgasm and blacked out from the overwhelming wave of pleasure that flooded over her.

When she awoke a few seconds later the dog was gone, though her body was still quivering in the after-effects of his fucking. Instead of his fur against her skin she felt the warm smooth flesh of Lorna Reynolds. Heather was so happy with her wonderful new experience that she impulsively threw her arms around the woman and kissed her lips.

Lorna was on fire. She had never felt so aroused and horny. Passionately she kissed Heather back on the lips, plunging her tongue into the surprised young girl's mouth. Then she moved her impassioned lips to the girl's tantalizing tits. In a frenzy of lust she licked and kissed those delicious mounds, biting at the nipples that shot into sudden erection as Heather felt arousal building in her again. Lorna wanted more than anything to plunge her face back into Heather's pussy but the knowledge that it was now running over with dog cum both excited her and repelled her. She didn't know what to do so she continued to gorge herself on the flesh of Heather's breasts.

Heather solved the problem for her. Twisting around on the bed, she rubbed her face against the older woman's large, heavy breasts, suckling at her hard nipples as she had done at her mother's not too many years before. Then she kissed her way down across Lorna's round belly, nuzzling at her navel, before unhesitatingly plunging her face into the dripping mass of hair between the older woman's widespread thighs.

Only once before had Heather had sex with a woman but she had liked it very much. Miss Betterton, her phys-ed teacher, had fucked her almost to death with a huge plastic cock before asking Heather to suck at her cunt. While it was nothing at all like taking a big fat cock into her mouth, Heather had quite happily licked away at her fragrant twat until her teacher was ready to plunge the big dildo into her again. But she had never touched Heather's cunt with her mouth - only her hands and the grotesque plastic dildo.

Lorna Reynolds did not have a dildo but she did have an active tongue and an overpowering thirst for the juices of Heather's pussy. As soon as Heather's tongue touched her cunt lips, she forgot about the dog come and began licking wildly at the girl's dripping cunt. The idea that her dog had just fucked that tiny hole, that she was probably sucking up a dog's cum was so indescribably filthy that it plunged her into an erotic trance where every touch of Heather's tongue on her pussy sent new shudders of delight through her body. Heather slurped happily on the juices that flowed so copiously from this housewife's cunt, revelling in the sensation of a tongue in her own pussy. Her delirium was not in the same league as that of Lorna Reynolds however, something was missing.

The woman and the young girl rolled about wildly on the bed, heads locked to pussies. Being smaller and lighter, Heather usually ended up on top. Their first paroxysms had been dissolved in a dozen orgasms and they were both now quietly kissing each other's pussies, feeling the pressure begin to build again. Only then did Heather become aware of something else caressing her skin. Rover had been eagerly licking indiscriminately at their joined and sweaty bodies while they rolled about in their passionate frenzy, not noticing anything but each other.

When Heather lifted her face for a moment from Lorna's enveloping cunt, she caught sight of the dog's cock flopping again beneath his belly. She wanted it. She tried to reach it with her mouth but the dog had already moved away. Lorna's moans of frustration sent Heather back to licking enthusiastically on the older woman's juicy cunt but she tried at the same time to push her round little ass higher in the air and wiggle it to attract the dog's attention.

It worked. Soon the dog was licking at those ripe globes, pressing his narrow snout as far into Heather's ass crack as he could. His long tongue sometimes slipped over an unheeding Lorna's forehead, sometimes poked at Heather's asshole. Then she felt the sharp prick of the dog's claws digging into her skin as the animal awkwardly tried to climb on top of the tangled pile of human bodies. The white cheeks of Heather's ass, raised high in the air, triggered some instinctive mechanism in his head and soon he was straddling her body, poking at her hips with his hard cock, trying to find an opening to plunge it into. One desperate lunge sent his cock skidding down Heather's ass crack and in alongside Lorna's nose where it was caught between the older woman's face and the cheeks of Heather's ass. He moved in and out of that warm channel for a few strokes before his long red prick flopped free again. Rover continued pumping furiously, bouncing his hard prick off Heather's tender ass almost bruising her with the strength of his lunges. But he could not find an opening.

Heather moaned in frustration. The dog couldn't find her hole. Lorna's face completely covered her pussy and her tiny little, albeit well reamed, asshole was too small a target. Lorna had felt the heat of the dog's hard prick as it rubbed against her cheek but she did not know what it was. She opened her dazed eyes and found herself looking directly at the dog's balls as they swung back and forth with his every lunge. When she realized what it was she turned her eyes up and watched in horror as the hard red prong pounded the young girl's ass. Now that Lorna had stopped licking, Heather wanted the dog's prick more than ever.

"Oh help him! Help him, please, Mrs. Reynolds. Oh please help him put it in me. Oh I want it so much. Lick me, suck me, too. Don't stop. Only help him! Help me, please!"

But Lorna could do nothing. It was too horrible. She closed her eyes and began to suck on Heather's delicious pussy again, trying to shut out of her mind the vision of the dog's long, red cock. Heather squirmed against her tongue and Rover continued to thrust. Finally he found the target. Heather gasped as the head of the dog's cock pushed suddenly against her asshole. She pushed back against it and it popped right inside. Then, as Rover whined excitedly, his furious thrusts drove the entire length of his prick into Heather's receptive ass.

Every once in a while the dog's balls brushed over Lorna's forehead. She could feel the bristly hair and the inhuman heat of his flesh but she tried to pretend it wasn't there. She could feel that Heather had stopped sucking her and she moaned unhappily but she couldn't stop herself from wanting to keep her lips glued to that wonderful young pussy, no matter what awful things were happening. But every time she felt the dog's balls rub over her head she shuddered violently and sucked even harder on Heather's pussy

Heather had stopped licking because, soon after Rover had finally penetrated her ass, she had heard someone else come into the room. She cried out as Rover thrust particularly deep into her and opened her eyes. Ralph Reynolds stood there in the doorway in shocked silence watching the obscene trio on the bed. After the last few weeks nothing Heather did in the realm of sex would have surprised him but he had never imagined the sweet young girl being screwed by a large hairy dog. His dog. And his wife. He didn't believe it but his cock did. It throbbed with sudden urgency in his pants. Heather's lust-dazed eyes were focussed right on his crotch and she licked her lips even as the tongue in her pussy and the dog cock in her ass drove her to another orgasm.

Ralph dropped his briefcase and fumbled frantically with his zipper. In a few seconds he was on the bed with them, kneeling between his wife's outstretched legs, squatting over Heather's face and feeding his hardening cock between her lips. Heather sucked voraciously as he began driving in and out of her mouth. Every thrust pressed Heather's chin against Lorna's clitoris and let his balls slap against his wife's cunt lips. The sight of the dog below him, digging his claws desperately into Heather's back as he drove his prick into her asshole was incredibly exciting.

Ralph Reynolds fucked her throat, Rover was furiously pounding his dog-cock into her asshole and Lorna Reynolds was sucking more desperately than ever at her cunt. It was too good to be true but Heather welcomed them all. Her body convulsed with pleasure. Her tits dug into Lorna's stomach while the woman's larger, softer breasts pressed against her. Rover was shuttling his long hard cock in and out of her asshole faster and faster while she sucked avidly at the cock buried in her throat.

Then Rover barked wildly and his cock jerked deep in Heather's ass as he sent sharp jets of cum into her for the second time. His swelling cock stretched her asshole deliciously, especially when he tried to immediately pull it out. As the dog scrambled from her body, his still dribbling cock was dragged over Lorna's face leaving a trail of sticky dog-come on her forehead and in her hair. Lorna felt it and shuddered into her own orgasm at the thought of what it was.

Heather concentrated her efforts on the prick that filled her mouth. Ralph was so aroused by the scene that he couldn't hold back. He grabbed Heather's head and plunged his cock as far into her throat as he could, holding it there as it throbbed and spurted its load directly into her belly. Then he pulled it back and Heather sucked happily on his shrinking cockhead until it became too painful for him and he had to pull it out. Rover sat in a corner licking at himself. The two women were left alone, still entangled in their passionate sixty-nine. With no other distractions they both brought each other to yet another orgasm before they fell limply apart. Ralph watched them lying wearily side-by-side on the bed and lazily showering kisses on each other's pussies. But these were kisses of gratitude, not passion.

When she looked up and saw her husband standing there with his limp and dripping cock hanging out of his pants, Lorna was shocked and totally confused. She hadn't even known he was there, too lost in Heather's pussy and thoughts of the dog to notice the late addition to their games. A pang of jealousy shot through her. Heather must have sucked her husband's cock. But jealousy was quickly replaced by fear. She had been caught completely naked, sucking the cunt of a thirteen-year old girl, sucking dog-cum out of that cunt. And she, the responsible adult, had let it all happen. What would her husband say or do? What could she say? Would she go to jail? How would she ever live down the shame of it all? And what was worse, would it never happen again?

Ralph said nothing. The same sort of thoughts had run through his head at first. Now he had other ideas. He slowly undressed. Rover sat in his corner and watched. Heather's eyes went from husband to wife. What was going to happen? Whatever it was, she was ready for it.

What happened was the following: Ralph Reynolds sat on the bed between the two women. At his suggestion Heather took his cock into her mouth again and began sucking it back to life. Mrs. Reynolds couldn't resist the sight of Heather's round white ass in the air and, with her husband's blessing, she began sucking this time at the girl's asshole, savouring the viscous liquid that flowed from it. Before Ralph was ready to cum he pulled his cock from Heather's mouth and pushed his wife away from the girl's ass. Then he knelt behind her and plunged his cock into her cunt, fucking her as vigorously as he had that morning over the hood of their Ford in the garage. Heather squirmed about until she could get her mouth on Lorna's twat and sucked the wife's pussy while her husband fucked her cunt from behind. When Ralph finally spilled his load into her belly both Heather and Lorna were quivering with orgasm.

The three of them sat and talked then about what had happened. Lorna was so ashamed she could hardly speak. She didn't even look at the other two as Heather tried to tell her that it had all been wonderful and perfectly natural. Neither Heather nor Ralph mentioned their meetings in the garage - it didn't seem appropriate. Rover came back unnoticed to the bed and suddenly thrust his long tongue into Lorna's gleaming pussy. With a horrified cry she pushed the dog away and leapt to her feet. Heather's clothes, she babbled - she had forgotten all about them. Heather started to get up but Lorna insisted on going herself. She had to get away from Rover. She couldn't let herself give into such horrible lusts.

When she returned a few minutes later, she found Heather kneeling on the floor over Rover's body, with his long red dog cock deep in her throat. Behind her, Ralph was plunging his re-invigorated cock into the girl's asshole. While Lorna watched jealously, the dog erupted in Heather's throat and her husband exploded in her ass. Heather happily swallowed everything they had to give her.

Neither man nor dog was capable of more but Lorna was terribly excited again. She got on her knees and sucked her husband's cum from Heather's ass while the young girl cleaned the man's cock and balls with her questing tongue. When Rover began licking at his mistress's ass she was too overcome with lust to make him stop - or even to want him to stop. Later Heather helped the dog mount a kneeling and trembling Lorna and fuck her to a mighty climax while her husband fed his limp cock to her voracious lips.

Finally it was time for Heather to go. Mrs. Reynolds could only watch in limp exhaustion as Heather slipped into her sparkling clean clothes. Heather kissed the husband and wife good-bye, hugged the dog and headed out into the twilight leaving the three of them on the soiled and messy bed. The Reynolds family would never be the same again.




Chapter 5 - Home


She was very late. Her mother would be worried, then angry, Heather knew but she didn't mind. It had been a lovely walk home from school. Even nicer than yesterday when she had met that motorcycle gang. She bounced happily into the house.

"Hi Mom! I'm home!"

"Heather! At last! Where on earth have you been? You know how I worry when you're late. And you've missed supper."

"Oh, I just stopped to talk to some people. And I played with the Reynolds' dog. Nothing special. Don't bother about supper, I'm not really hungry. I had a hot-dog to eat." Heather replied not exactly lying!

"Nothing special? You've been coming home later and later the past few months. I don't know what's gotten into you lately."

Heather laughed and her father winked at her behind his wife's back. Both knew exactly what had gotten into her and it had been great for both - he would, of course, want to know what had 'gotten into' today her - and where - very soon. Tomorrow was another day, she could hardly wait but she knew if the opportunity arose, as it normally did, her Dad might be the last to fuck her tonight and the first tomorrow. On the other hand it might be her elder brother Peter - she often sidled in with in the early hours of the morning loving to suck him awake before mounting him and fucking him like crazy in both her cunt and ass!

Heather went for a much needed shower. While her clothes were now O.K. and the washcloth from Mrs. Reynolds had helped a lot she was still a bit of a mess! She was still standing there letting the hot water jet over her when the shower door slid open, her father stepped in and said "OK, wee one, what have you got to tell me about today? Better than the motorbike gang yesterday?"

"Yeah Dad it was like this..." and she proceeded to tell him all about everything as she mounted his rock hard dick - not for the first time obviously nor for the first time that day - Heather's first adventure that particular Friday had been a pair of very sweet fucks with first her Dad and then Pete in exactly the same place that very morning! The pair of them came together. She confided that she had sucked pussy for only the second time and had had her's sucked by a woman for the first time ever and that she had enjoyed it very, very much. She left the dog out of the story for now, even though she had enjoyed that too she wasn't sure how her father would react.

Dad demanded she tell him who and whose. She didn't give much detail, even with her Dad Heather was very discreet and never named names but he managed to guess it was one of the neighbours. Heather was delighted to note this seemed to excite him somewhat so she added "And I sucked her husband off while she was doing it! Then he fucked and reamed me - I had good fun with the pair of them!" Her Dad sighed and, quelling his immediate desires momentarily, he asked Heather "Fancy your Mom's pussy? Fancy sucking your Mom?"

"Yeah Dad - just you set it up! Bet she's got great tits and a wonderful pussy!"

"No bet! She does - just like you Hon" he declared just before sliding into her again, "but you are the tightest ever!" She came - hard - against her Dad's rock hard dick while he lifted her up a little and prised open her anal passage forcing his big cock into Heather's rear.

"Thanks Dad..." she said as they both go off hard.

"Thanks Hon! I'm going to talk to Mom - and Pete!" he declared after her clutching anal passage had milked the cum out of his balls!

Her Dad dried himself and then slipped out of the bathroom. Heather followed suit 5 or 10 minutes later and, clad only in a bathrobe, started towards her bedroom only to see her Dad beckon her from the door of his and her Mom's room. "Come here Heather - I've got a surprise for you!" Curious, Heather stepped into the room to be confronted by her Mom spread-eagled naked on the big bed laying into her sopping wet pussy with a huge dildo! "Help yourself Honey. Mom loves to get it on with another girl - she knows all about us and most of the rest of what you get up do - we just never knew you were into girls and well as guys."

Heather shucked her robe instantly and climbed onto the bed noting her father was already naked and hugely erect. This was going to be so good she thought as she took the dildo from her Mom saying "Here Mom let me do that for you." Her Mom just simpered as Heather started pounding the rubber cock into her tight cunt, savouring the detail as it stretched her labia wide apart. Mom was obviously nearly at boiling point so Heather upped the pace until her Mom came in a rush.

"Yes Heather, YES!" she called as she came arching her back off the bed as she did so. Heather pulled the mannequin out and dove in on her Mom's pussy, licking and kissing and drinking her juices. As she did so she thought she felt her Dad get behind her so, pausing briefly to her mother's frustration, she called out "Yes Dad - fill my pussy with your lovely big cock!" before going back to attend to her mother. Heather got a big cock in her tight pussy just as she wished but she got a surprise too! "Pete!!

"Yeah sis - love that hot little pussy of yours! Don't wear Mom out - I can't wait to have a go in her pussy for the first time. Heather smiled into her Mom's cunt quite turned on at the thought of watching her brother and mother fuck - with the possibility of her riding her Dad at the same time. Pete brought Heather to a blistering orgasm just as she got her mother off again.

Her mother was gasping for breath but managed to command "Peter, leave your sister alone and lie down!" Pete pulled out of Heather's tight cunt rather reluctantly but did as he was told leaving Heather feeling rather empty but she knew the fun wasn't over yet - her Dad still had a massive erection to be taken care of if nothing else! Her mother pushed Heather off toward the said erection. She said "Help me mount Pete then see to your father!" So Heather helped her mother up over Pete as she straddled his cock. Heather held the base of Pete's erect shaft to make sure it didn't slip away as their Mom squatted down taking her son's cock into herself for the first time. With Pete still coated with Heather's pussy juices and their Mom being soaking wet from Heather's ministrations the illicit union was achieved with ease.

Pete called out "Jeez Mom - you're just as tight as Heather! So hot - so tight!"

"Wait till you try my ass! Done that with Heather?" Pete could only nod.

Heather smiled again as she pulled her hand away, pausing to frig her mother's clit for a bit thinking "Oh yes - he's reamed my ass nearly as often as he's fucked my pussy and before tonight is out I want him in there again but this time with Dad fucking me at the same time or maybe the other way round." Heather loved multiple penetrations, that was one of the reasons it had been so much fun at Pop's and with the Vastos and whatever the precise combo was it wouldn't matter to her just as long as she had cock in both places simultaneously. Heather was shaken from her thoughts by her Dad telling her to lie down on the bed. Only too willing to comply Heather lay down beside her brother who was by now pounding his big, thick schlong - Heather liked that word - up their mother's sopping cunt, driving all the way into her as she rode him. Her father came on top kissing at her breasts, gorging himself on her succulent mounds before pounding his cock into the tightness of her pussy. Heather sighed - this was so good! And it got even better when Pete managed to latch his mouth onto one of her nipples sucking and sucking. All four came at more or less the same time, her mother screaming out a huge orgasm forcing Pete to consign a mortar load of sperm up her spasming cunt, he jacking furiously into his Mom as he came. For her part, Heather had been cuming gently nearly since her Dad had entered her but now as he began to unload into her again she found the big one and came harder than she ever had before in her short sexual life - and that was saying something. She came so hard she blacked out for a brief moment.

Coming to, Heather hugged her Dad to her. "That was the best yet! Let me thank your lovely dick!" Her Dad knew just what she wanted and let his daughter take his cock into her mouth cleaning him up and slowly coaxing him back to life. By the time he was back in the game Mom had done the same for Pete. "Bend over Mom! Show us you ass." The woman knelt up on the bed on all fours wiggling her bum at the others. Heather crossed to her and pried her buns apart to reveal her anal pucker. "Nice Mom, very nice!" She bent and ran her tongue along her Mom's crack before settling to kiss her anus and probe into it with her tongue. At the first touch of Heather's lips on her most private of places she jumped but she was soon thrusting back at Heather until she came gently. Heather smiled to herself yet again with the satisfaction of having done that for her Mom - she was going to have to pay more attention to girls/women in the future! She motioned Pete over saying "Go on Pete - ream her ass. You know how much you like getting mine!"

Pete didn't need told twice and soon had his knob pressed against his Mom's rear opening. Once more Heather held him in place until he had managed to get his knob lodged in her bum and then she watched avidly as he slowly sank all the way in. "You're so hot Mom! And so smooth!" Pete declared.

"Knew you'd like it - your Dad certainly does, he introduced me to reaming before we were married and we've been doing it ever since. Yours is only the second cock I've taken in my ass Pete!"

As Pete slowly began to pump in and out of their Mom's tight rear Heather scooted below the pair and plastered her face on her Mom's juicy cunt. Licking and probing with her tongue once more. The woman was beside herself with pleasure but managed to lower her head to Heather's snatch and began to repay the favour just as her husband came behind Heather again and ploughed his cock once more into his daughter's very receptive rear. Full family orgy mode! Heather was loving every moment of it and was sure the others were too. With the combined pleasure of her Dad reaming her, her Mom eating her out while she in turn ate her Mom, Heather just couldn't stop cuming. Nor could her Mom! And it wasn't long before Pete joined them in orgasm pumping a gallon of jism into their Mom's sweet rear. Pete withdrew sated for the moment and Heather managed to worm her head further between her mother's legs to suck at her still dilated anus, drinking her brother's cum from her as she did so. Before long the older woman could take no more and rolled away from Heather. "Thanks guys - I'm all kind of spent!" she said none the less bending to suck at her son's cock cleaning him up and obviously savouring the taste and she soon had him hard again. Pete's recovery time was remarkable Heather noted with pleasure.

She thought of the night only a few months previously when she had first slipped through the connecting door between their bedrooms to find him, as she thought she would from the creaking of the bedsprings, wanking his cock. She was as horny as hell and had been playing with herself as she listened to Pete. She had been virgin but not intact, having disposed of her hymen with her own fingers a bit prior to that night - she loved to pump her fingers into her pussy seeking relieve from the sexual tension which seemed to flow through her body constantly. She had asked Pete 'Want to try something different?' 'Like what?' he had asked. 'Like fuck me!' she had replied running her fingers up her nearly bald cunt. He had pinned her to the bed instantly and plastered his mouth on her pussy bringing her off before stuffing his rampant dick up her tight little twat both surrendering his own virginity to his little sister and taking hers! He didn't last very long that first time before he blew off but Heather had loved it and just knew she'd need to have lots more cock and like soon!

Her next opportunity had come the very next day! Realizing there was at least an outside possibility Pete could have got her pregnant, Heather went to the local drug store and asked to see the pharmacist. An older guy, maybe in his fifties, showed her into his office where Heather had explained her predicament, without telling it was her brother she had had sex with. She had finished up with 'It was soo good - I'm going to want do it lots so I'll need to go on the pill!' as she reached under the desk to grab the somewhat shocked guy's crotch. As she ran her hand over his genital area, Heather was pleased to note he was at least semi-hard already. 'Let me take care of that for you Doc' she had told him before diving down in front of him releasing his cock from the confines of his pants and shorts despite his initial prostrations. These soon were quelled as Heather sank his knob into her little mouth - it was the first time she had given head but she soon worked out what to do even managing to slip the guy's entire dick down her throat taking him _all_ the way down her gullet. She didn't let him cum though - she wanted him in her pussy and so with his cock desperately hard and with him desperately needing to cum, she cast off her panties and mounted him loving the feel of his big cock - much bigger than Pete's although she knew that wasn't any barrier to her letting Pete fuck her again - pounding into her. She came several times on him before he jetted his fluid into her. Heather climbed off saying 'That was nice Doc! Going to give me a pill now?' After that he had given her a little box of pills telling her to take one any day she had had sex - Heather had swallowed one instantly - and a larger packet saying that this was the pill proper but it would take a month or 6 weeks before it was effective so she had to use the other ones as well meantime. There were two provisos - 1 come back and see him if she needed more of the 'morning after pill' (Heather had been back to see him every Saturday since - not that she needed the pills anymore - she just loved his dick!) and 2 since he wasn't an MD he couldn't legally prescribe long term contraception for her so she had to go and see a doctor friend of his saying that he didn't normally consult on a Saturday morning but he would ring and make arrangements. He wrote out the name and address and Heather skipped happily out of the office after draping her panties over her conquest's limp dick - it was to become something of a trademark for her, hence her arrangement with Pop Macintosh!

The address she had been given was only a couple of blocks away so Heather happily wandered down the road loving the feel of fresh air on her naked cunny. "Gosh - isn't fucking just great?" she thought as she rung the doctor's bell. "Wonder if he'll be up for it?" This was obviously his house rather than a clinic.

"Hello, you must be Heather?" a tall handsome guy enquired as he had opened the door. He gestured Heather in before saying "Gather you've been a bit naughty?"

Heather replied "Don't know - didn't seem naughty to me!" as she had hitched her dress up displaying her bald cunny to the man.

To Heather's surprise he just said "Come through to my office young lady." So the pair of then went into the room where he asked Heather all sorts of questions about her health and her sex life and then she was totally flummoxed when the doctor told her he would need to do an internal exam asking her if he should get a nurse to be present. Heather, not having expected such a 'professional' approach, declined and stripped off _all_ her clothes before laying down on the doctor's couch. Heather noted that he hadn't donned rubber gloves as he came to inspect her pussy and could feel her juices rising as she had heard him say "Yes, definite signs of recent sexual activity - not that I don't know you've fucked Don this morning - he told me when he phoned." before he thrust a finger into her.

She, loving the sensation had enquired "Got something bigger you can put in there Doc?"

"Later my little hussy, later!" he replied as he continued to finger-fuck her and kiss and suck at her breasts. Heather was in heaven and took note of several tricks she'd have to teach Pete as her lover pleasured her bringing her off multiple times before he broke away to disrobe. His cock was simply gigantic and as he crawled on top of her taking her, Heather felt better than ever - loving the feel of his man-meat in her clutching little cunny! He had sated himself in her bringing Heather to climax time and again before he sprayed his seed into her but he was not done yet! "Turn over!" he had told her before coming behind her and splaying her buns "Ever had a cock in your ass?" she heard, she shook her head, a little frightened and a lot aroused at the prospect! "You are going to just love it Honey" she heard as she felt his knob press against her anus. Willing to try, she had thrust herself back onto his rampant shaft being amazed at the sensation of having her rear passage filled with a large cock - definitely one she'd have to teach Pete! And of course, she subsequently did that very same night.

Coming back to just now, despite his daughter's undoubted talents her Dad hadn't cum yet. "Good!" thought Heather. "Dad - stop for a minute. Let's change position." Without breaking their union, Heather dropped prone on the bed taking her Dad with her and then managed to roll the pair over so she was on top. She spread her legs wide and ran her fingers up her pussy. "Ever done the double Pete?" she enquired knowing full well that he hadn't as she knew the fourteen year old had, prior to today, only ever had sex with her - he'd both fucked and reamed her often enough though and she'd given him head countless times too and been eaten out by him in return!

Pete shook his head.

"Come on then! Here's your chance! You ever done it Mom?" Another shake. "You'll love it - at least I do!"

Not letting the invitation go to waste Pete crossed to the pair and slowly sank his big knob into his little sister's familiarly tight love hole. She was even tighter than ever with their Dad's huge organ filling her rear passage. Finally Pete managed to get all the way in. "O.K.! That feels so good. Now fuck me Pete, ream me Dad!" the little sex kitten commanded. They proceeded to do just that driving Heather to ever higher levels of pleasure making her cum constantly before they really got their rocks off in her tightness. Dad eventually came first coating Heather's colon with his stuff and as Pete felt his Dad's cock jerking in her rear he was forced into overload once more jetting wave after wave of cum into his sister's clutching cunny. The threesome rolled onto their sides and two limp, well fucked dicks plopped out of Heather. All the time they'd been in action Mom had been watching closely while she fucked herself on the rediscovered dildo bring herself off just after the others.

"Can I try that Mom!" Heather asked.

"Grief child! Don't you ever get enough?" her mother demanded.

Heather thought for the briefest of moments before replying. "No Mom, seems not."

"Well, I've got something for you young lady." Her Mom pulled open a drawer under the bed and pulled something out. Heather was unsure what it was at first but noted a huge assortment of sex toys in the drawer. Very interesting! "Know what this is?" her mother asked holding up the object.

"It kinda looks like a double-ended one of these." she replied picking up the dildo.

"That's exactly what it is and I'm going to fuck you raw with it! I love doing another girl with one of these and those two will be out of it for a while." her mother grinned back at her as she indicated the limp dicks of her brother and father.

"Yea Mom! What'd we do!"

Her Mom lay back on the bed. "Well this end goes in me - want to put it there?"

Heather eagerly took the sex toy and began to fuck her Mom with it. By the time she had the thing fully into her Mom's cunt Heather had brought her off twice. "You sure you've never used one of these before?" she asked "Now lie down."

"I'm sure Mom. And I'm sure this is going to be soo good!" she said as she compiled spreading her legs wide. Her mother came on top and slowly slid the other end of the girl-pleaser into Heather's waiting cunt. "Oh Mom I like that! A cock that never goes down! Brilliant!"

Slowly her Mom eased the monstrous piece of rubber into Heather. Once she had bottomed out in Heather's cunt the pair just lay for a while kissing, tongues entwined. Then her mother began to fondle Heather's ripe tits encouraging her to reciprocate. Heather was in heaven. Her mother broke the kiss long enough to say so. "It is rather special to be with another girl but this is where things get serious - I'm going to make you cum Honey! In spades!" Heather felt her Mom begin to fuck her. Soon she was going at her daughter quite hard and as sure as night follows day Heather came big time against the rubber cock but then to her mother's surprise Heather clamped her well exercised cunt muscles so hard on the invader that it was she rather than Heather who was getting fucked. "Jeez Honey! Yeah keep doing that - I'm going to cum!" Bringing her mother off, Heather relaxed her grip relinquishing control and allowing herself to be fucked to another orgasm before taking over again. Heather traded places like this with her Mom every time one of them got off, each of them cumming five or six times until they collapsed onto the bed exhausted.

Heather kissed her Mom passionately then declared "That was brill Mom! We'll have to do that again sometime - like sometime soon!"

"Glad you liked it - I've never had such a good session on that with any of my girlfriends!"

"Do you go with girls a lot Mom?"

"Yeah - I love the feel of the female body."

"Doesn't Dad mind?"

"No - he loves to watch me with a girl. Really gets him worked up for a good hard fuck afterwards - with me mind, never my girlfriend. Quite often we'll have another couple round for a meal, retire to the bedroom where the show starts with me and the other girl enjoying each other while the guys watch prior to them fucking their respective partners which ever way they want and then we'll usually suck their cum from each other's pussies before the guys ream us - sometimes it can go on for hours. This is when you pair are staying over at Grandma's of course." Heather's Mom confessed.

"You bet I'm ready for a good hard fuck after that show!" Heather's Dad cut in. Heather unlocked herself from her Mom's embrace taking the toy with her and looked up to see both her Dad and brother sporting massive hard-ons.

"O.K.! Pete lie on the bed, Mom take his cock in your ass facing away from him, Dad fuck her puss - its time Mom tried DP!" Heather directed. No one disagreed and Heather squealed with glee as first her Mom mounted Pete's hard shaft and then, as she lay back over her brother, their Dad forced his erection into his wife's succulent pussy.

Heather, being Heather was not content just to watch the hot, incestuous, action but instead went to the drawer where her Mom seemed to keep sex toys and pulled out a couple of things she had seen before. One was long and slim, an anal probe she thought while the other was long, fat and knobbly, some sort of vibrator she hoped. Settling back to watch the rest of her family fuck themselves crazy, Heather slid the probe into her rear penetrating deeper than any cock ever had. It felt good and quite different to a cock. Then she turned her attention to the other object. It was indeed a vibrator and when Heather found the switch and turned it up high the whole shaft, save for what she took as a hand grip, began to rotate. Heather could just imagine how those knobbles would feel swirling round her insides! Would she like it fast or slow? It could do either and a whole range in between. Only one way to find out! She turned it off and pushed _all_ of its massive length into her clutching cunt. Even switched off it felt so good and Heather proceeded to bring herself off using the tool as a dildo before pushing it all the way back into herself and turning on in the slow position. Wow! Heather totally lost track of what the others were up to, clutching the arms of the chair in which she was sitting as the toy brought her off time and again until she heard though the fog of her pleasure "Try that Honey!" It was her Mom and she'd just turned the vibrator _full_ up. Heather cried out as wave after wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her constantly orgasming body until someone had mercy on her and turned it off. With the toy still buried deep in her pussy Heather fought to control her breathing and, slowly opening her eyes, saw her Mom, Dad and brother standing watching her.

"That thing is wicked Mom! Been watching long?" Heather enquired.

"Isn't it just! And, yeah long enough! And you're right about DP! I'm certainly going to let these two do that to me again - maybe next time Pete can have my pussy and Dad my ass." her mother replied. "But not tonight - we all need some shut eye right now. Let me help you." Heather felt the wonderful vibrator vacating her puss - for once she was glad it was empty - and then her Mom pulling the probe from her rear. "Wow - that really was very deep in you Honey - you be careful. I've never managed to take it anything like that deep!"

"Felt good Mom! Can I get a vibrator like that one?" Heather asked now back in the real world.

Her Mom laughed "Sure Honey - I'll send Dad out for one tomorrow - _if_"

"If what?"

"If you let me be the first one to do you with it!"

"You're on! Can't think on anything I'd like better. Or maybe I can - I'd like Dad or Pete's cock in my ass when you do." Heather replied.

Again her Mom laughed "You little Fox - I'm sure we can arrange something but right now bed." Heather and Pete made to go to their own rooms but their Mom stopped them saying "Why don't we all curl up together here. Bed's big enough for four. So that's just what they did, Heather and her Mom in the middle, Dad outside of Heather, Pete outside of his Mom.

"What a day it had been!" Heather thought dreamily as she drifted off to sleep with her Mom's hand gently resting on her chest caressing her nipple. Now she knew her Mom was game she'd always have two cocks - and a pussy - to play with openly at home and she'd need to give some thought to her girlfriends at school - bet she could have fun with some of them! The last thing she remembered thinking was "What will tomorrow bring?"

Chapter 6 - the next day.

Heather woke to find herself laying between her mother and father with her elder brother laying outside of her Mom, Dreamily she remembered the events of the day before with both her father's and brother's cocks ploughing into her - not for the first time on either account but it was the first time she had had them both, filling her cunt and ass at the same time and the first time she had tasted her Mom's cunny or been eaten out by her. Even now her Mom's hand was draped lazily over her breast. Heather moved slightly so that she could drop her head to her mother's left tit and began to suck while reaching for her Dad's lovely big cock teasing him to hardness as he woke. Her brother, Peter, would have to wait she thought as she felt her Dad stir. "Morning Dad!" she declared as she mounted her father savouring the feel of him inside her, fucking him with a passion. Her Mom was also now awake and sucking at her son's cock to rouse him - it didn't take long before he was fully with it, and, suppressing her own desires, their Mom directed him to Heather's rear. Pete smiled and, holding his little sister steady, shafted her rear. This drove Heather to the limit of her passion and she began cumming time and time again eventually milking the cum out of the two cocks which were invading her. DP was fun!

Rolling away, Heather bent to the two sources of her pleasure alternately licking and sucking at each until they were back in working order before declaring "Mom's turn!" Pete lay down on the bed and his Mom mounted his thick shaft taking him in her cunt, Dad meantime came to the top of the pile and drove into his wife's tight rear just like Mom had suggested last night. Heather, not to be left out managed to get into a position where her Mom could pleasure her pussy with her mouth. Heather was the first to cum loving the feel of her Mom's soft lips on her cunt. She flooded her Mom with her juices (and her Dad's load she supposed) just before the other three came in a tumultuous rush, her Mom going crazy as the two cocks let loose in her.

Heather skipped away to shower happily thinking that today was Saturday and on Saturdays she always went to see Don, the pharmacist. He had a lovely cock and now she knew how much she liked pussy she might try to get into his Saturday Girl's knickers too. As Heather showered she mused about the girl - her name she knew was Desai, she was second generation Asian Indian, petite and none too old. "She would be sweet." Heather said softly just as the shower door opened.

"Who would be Honey?" her Mom asked as she stepped in.

"Oh - just dreaming Mom!" she replied as her Mom began to soap her body paying special attention to her mounds and between her legs bringing Heather off yet again. Repaying the complement, Heather did likewise and then upped the anti finger-fucking her mother until she had her fist deeply embedded in her mother's cunt, the older woman cumming time and again on her daughter's hand loving ever minute of it, so did Heather! Absolutely loving to bring her Mom off like that! And so powerfully!

"Wow! You _are_ something else! I've been with many girls but I never have been with one as exciting as you young lady! You certainly know how to please me is all I can say!"

Heather smiled, pleased at the complement as she stepped out to dry herself Yes, she would definitely need to make a play for Desai at the drugstore this morning she decided wondering if the girl had ever had sex before with either a boy or a girl.

Heather didn't bother dressing and simply sat naked in the kitchen as she ate a light breakfast. Her appointment nearing, she pulled on a light summer dress, a pair of sandals and nothing more. 10am sharp saw her at the drugstore. Desai was there serving and glanced up at Heather as she entered. Heather was more attracted to her than ever and could feel her juices start to rise as she thought about sucking her firm little brown tits and worming her head between her thighs to taste her cunny. She licked her lips as the girl said "Heather, just go right through, Do.. Mr Morrison is waiting in his office for you."

Heather went though to find Don waiting indeed - already naked and already erect! Heather liked the way he didn't mess around and quickly flicked her scanty dress up over her head. "Hi - Doc! How's things?" she asked not really caring about the reply as she knelt in front of him sucking his proud erection into her succulent little mouth making full use of his organ as she deep-throated him time and again. She didn't let him cum though - she wanted to feel his cock in her itching tight pussy before he got to that point, so pulling him out she got up on the consulting couch and told him (as usual) "Fuck me Doc - make Heather cum with that huge rod of yours! Heather's pussy needs fucked!" Coming on top he did just that - Heather sighed as his tool bored into her, she revelling at the penetration. Heather had long since lost count of the number of times she had fucked or with how many different men but she didn't care - she just loved to have cock filling her in any hole and right now she was in heaven having a thick cock driving into her pussy. The 'Doc' brought her off a couple of times before he had to give into her charms and pump his load into her. "Not bad!" she thought "Every week he's managing to hold off a little longer!" This was only for the good Heather thought.

He rose to dress but Heather just lay on the couch fingering her freshly fucked cunt before venturing "Doc? Your Saturday Girl, Desai? Ever made out with her?"

"Hell no! You'd have better luck than I would from what little I know!" came the astonished reply. "Like she's more into girls than guys?"

"Yes Doc! Yes! Send her in! Since yesterday I go both ways!" Heather jumped up, ran to the man, hugged him and kissed him passionately. He left chuckling saying he'd see what he could do.

While she waited, her anticipation high, Heather ran her hands over her breasts noting how full and erect her nipples were and she could feel the tension rise between her legs. The door opened and Desai stepped in and, taking one glance at Heather's naked form, swiftly shut the door behind herself again.

"Hi, Desai! I've just had a wonderful fuck with Don - he's got a lovely big dick - but he tells me you are a lover of the female body. I'd like to pleasure you and for you to do the same to me!" Heather informed her.

Desai licked her lips and moved to kiss Heather. "Yes - except, yes I do find girls more attractive than boys but I've never actually done anything with anyone, girl or boy! I've never been able to make the move!"

"Well - I'm moving on you honey! Take those overalls off - I want to suck your tits and lick your pussy." Desai looked at Heather for the briefest of moments before complying stripping quickly down to bra and pants - a rather nice matching lacy outfit Heather noted, her lust growing. Heather moved to her conquest, reaching behind her to unfasten her bra which fluttered to the floor.

Heather caressed the older girl's firm tit flesh, complementing her on them before dropping to kiss them drawing first one and then the other fully into her mouth. As she did so her felt Desai begin to explore her mounds with her hands, timidly at first but with the strokes growing firmer and firmer upping Heather's pleasure all the more until she heard Desai ask "Can I kiss them - I'd so like to kiss them?"

"Don't even ask - just do it! Do anything you want with my body!" was Heather's reply as she felt Desai latch onto her nipple sucking and licking at her with one hand straying lower to her pussy stroking and probing gently. Heather came gently and, regaining charge of the situation, said "I want to see your pussy!" Not giving Desai time to react, Heather dropped to her knees and hauled her silky knickers down. She took just the briefest of looks at the girl's twat before plastering her face onto it, loving the taste of her juices. She brought Desai off in short order but the two girls wanted more and settled into a sixty-nine on the office floor curled up like commas, each eating the other to multiple orgasms. "Sweet, so sweet!" thought Heather before she heard someone clear _his_ throat. The pair of them leapt up! "Doc! Don!"

"Some show girls - got an old man all hard!" the drugstore owner announced indicating his thick dick. "Going to do something about it Heather?"

"No let me boss!" Desai announced climbing onto the couch. "Heather seems quite a fan of your cock so I'd better try at least once to find out if I'm missing out on something."

"Like you've never done it before with a man?" he asked somewhat incredulously.

She shook her head added "And that was the first time with a girl too!"

Don was on her in no time driving his weapon up her tight virginal cunny with Heather watching gleefully as he deflowered her, pumping both to orgasm in near record time.

As he withdrew Heather bent to his dick sucking it into her mouth making sure he stayed hard. "Fancy my ass Doc? You've never tried there before - ream me now then teach Desai how this afternoon. I love cock in my ass!"

Don was a bit shocked but commanded "Bend over you little bitch and show me your ass!"

Heather smiled coyly at him and then did just that saying "Come on Doc! Don't make me wait - shove your big prick right up my ass - I don't want to be able to sit down for a week!" Taking her at her word he did just that forcing the entirety of his manhood into her rear in one swift movement but it was Desai who shrieked rather than Heather! Heather just sighed as she felt his big dick plough into her and indicated Desai to get under her and eat her cunt which she did with alacrity. Heather was in heaven - this was almost as good as DP! Desai not only sucked her cunt but Heather could feel her suck at her boss's cock and balls as well as the pair of them pushed her over the edge one final time just as the Doc served up in her ass. Heather turned to suck on his dick once more, cleaning him up but this time he was truly spent and even Heather's talented mouth couldn't coax him back to hardness. "That was wicked Doc! Same time next week?" He could only nod as Heather slipped her dress back on. "Good - and make sure you ream Desai later!"

"Yeah - boss, I'd like to try your cock in my ass. Maybe I've been a bit hasty about men. Loved your cunny though Heather!"

"And me yours." Heather said before kissing the girl deeply, tongues entwining. "See ya!" she declared before leaving the office and going through the main shop to the front door. "Wonder if any of the other assistants know what's just happened?" she thought happily as she wondered along in search of new adventure.

It was lunchtime when she arrived home. "Hi Honey - I've got a present for you!" her Dad informed her as she stepped in. He handed her a package which when she opened turned out to be a vibrator - with lots of lovely knobbles and somewhat bigger than her Mom's.

"Wow! That's wicked Dad!" she instantly turned it on and applied it to her pussy, hitching her dress up and revealing her nakedness to her Dad.

"No, honey, no! You've got a deal with your Mom remember? She's next door." Heather smiled and went through to see her Mom once again spread-eagled on the bed this time working her puss with her own rotary vibrator. Heather shucked her dress once more and clambered up beside her taking control of the sex toy just like she had yesterday, fucking her mother with it dementedly forcing her to multiple climaxes before she was done.

"My turn now!" she declared "How did you want it Heather? A cock in your ass while I do you with the vib? That right?" Heather nodded. "It'll need to be your Dad's cock - Pete's at football - but I can't imagine you complaining at that!" Heather shook her head - no worries there!

Heather bent and kissed her father's cock sucking him all the way down, wetting him for the task ahead, before he lay down and she mounted him taking him all the way up her rear. He began to buck seeking his pleasure in her tightness but she told him just to lie still and enjoy what Mom was about to do. Her mother took the new vibrator and, commenting on what a beauty it was, pressed it to her waiting daughter's tight little hole. She gently pressed it about half way in before turning it on _high_ and ramming the remaining length into Heather. Heather shrieked with the pleasure of it, cuming instantly and staying up there on an orgasmic plateau for an age as her mother pounded the thing into her, her pleasure doubling as she felt her Dad begin to saw into her rear. The pair of them didn't stop until Heather felt her Dad hosing her rear with his stuff pumping mightily into her.

As the combo came apart Heather declared "That was wicked! I'm going to have fun with this!" she declared taking the vibrator and dropping it into her bag. "I'm famished!" Without dressing she went through to the kitchen and fixed herself some lunch. Taking it back through to the bedroom she was just in time to witness her Dad shaft his big cock up her Mom's rear - Heather was very turned on watching them - Mom came quickly but not Dad, his cum in Heather's ass having been so strong.

Her Mom pushed him off saying "Heather! Give me a hand can't you?"

"Yes Mom - I can - but maybe Dad would prefer my pussy to my hand!" as she climbed back on board this time taking the conventional route as she rode her Dad back to orgasm cuming several times herself in the process.

"Thanks wee one - that was magic!" her Dad had told her as he rose. "Your Mom and I need to go out this afternoon but we'll be back by dinnertime. Keep out of mischief will you?"

"Don't know what you mean!" she said pouting as she regained her dress. "Might go and see Suzie."

After her parents had left Heather phoned her friend Suzie to see if she wanted some company that afternoon. She had said sure so Heather went round. "On you own?" Heather had inquired as soon as she had been let in.

"No, Mom and Dad are around somewhere but they won't bother us if we retreat to my room."

"Good Suzie - want to know something?" she enquired and without waiting for a reply continued "I've discovered I'm really into girls - I want to bed you!"

"What me? In my condition?"

"What's wrong with being preggy?"

"When you're eight months odd gone at the age of eleven and your Dad's the baby's Dad plenty!" came the starkly honest reply.

"Gosh I didn't know it was your Dad!" Heather responded running her hand over the younger girl's full belly and then up over her chest. "You got milk? I'd love to suck your tits! Tell me about your first time?"

"My first time - well, I was quite young but I'd heard these funny noises from my parent's room a few times and was a bit curious to find out what it was so one time when I heard it again I sneaked in to see the pair of them fucking. Kinda instinctively, my hand went to my pussy and I began to rub myself. The pair of them got off - not that I knew enough then to know that - just as I had a little orgasm too - again not that I knew, it just felt good! My Mom had seen what I was up to and motioned me over saying something like 'Did you like that? Did seeing Dad and I fuck get you hot?' I didn't really know what she meant but sort of guessed she meant the feeling between my legs which had made me rub myself at the place where Dad was shoving his fat cock into her. Mom came to me and whipped my nighty up over my head before lifting me onto the bed beside Dad. She said 'Doesn't she have a beautiful little pussy Colin?' 'Sure does - always get a bit hard when I see her in the bath.' Dad replied. 'Makes my juices flow too!' first Mom and then Dad bent to lick my pussy. Gosh did I just love it?"

"So what age were you?" Heather enquired.

"Young!" was all she would say

"Gosh!"

"Young and up for everything they wanted to teach me whatever the rights and wrongs. At first they'd just touch me and lick me, then Mom taught me how to suck cock and eat her pussy but finally I went all the way with Dad. He never pressed me - it was more Mom who wanted to see Dad shaft me. He was very, very gentle that first time using plenty of lub as he eased his knob into me, popping my cherry and using not much more than his knob as he got us both off. Yes I can definitely say that I came the first time I fucked."

"So did I!"

"Who with?"

"Pete"

"Your brother?" Heather nodded. "Ever done your Dad?"

"Frequently and now my Mom to." came the honest reply.

"I love getting it on with Mom and Dad and usually sleep with them in their bed. I love Dad's cock in any of my puss, ass or mouth and I love exploring Mom with my mouth and hands and love both her and Dad to do the same for me."

"I love all that too - ever been with anyone other than your Dad?"

"Well Mom but otherwise no!" Suzie admitted. "Unfortunately no one every thought about the little matter of birth control which is how we wind up with me today carrying my father's daughter."

Heather stood up and took Suzie's hand leading her through to her room. Heather once more slid out of the dress leaving her naked in front of the heavily pregnant youngster. Suzie was salivating as she contemplated Heather's form and quickly stripped out of the dungarees she was wearing. She went to Heather and the pair of them kissed and began to play with each other's tits, Heather breaking off as soon as she felt a bead of milk on her fingers, diving in to lap at the milk of her young partner sucking greedily and selfishly before allowing Suzie free reign on her own chest before sucking her out before being sucked out in return.

With the pair of them satisfied for the moment, Heather went to her bag and retrieved the vibrator her Dad had purchased for her that very morning. "Ever tried one of these?" she inquired running the thing suggestively over her chest. When Suzie shook her head she said "Lie back - you are going to love this!" Slowly and carefully Heather worked the vibrator into Suzie's buttery cunt until she had taken it all. "Feel good?" Suzie nodded so Heather turned the thing on and it slowly began to rotate in the little girl's cunt. "Feel better?" Another nod and when Suzie came she upped the speed a notch. "Better?" A nod. The girl came again and Heather turned the thing up full and then began pounding it in and out of the girl's clutching cunny as well bringing her off time and again until she could take no more and had to beg for mercy. As she recovered, Heather lay down on the bed and said "My turn now!"

"No mine!" was all she heard as a large, real, cock was thrust into her. Heather opened her eyes to see Suzie's Dad laying into her. Heather was not in the slightest fazed of course and began to thrust back at him gyrating her hips as she did so cuming constantly as he took his delight in her finally consigning a full load into her protected depths.

"That was very nice Mr. Bowe! You can do that again!" Heather complemented. "No wonder Suzie likes you fucking her so much! Lovely big rod!"

"Pretty good yourself!" was his rejoinder.

Heather smiled, got up, dressed and slipped the vibrator back into her bag knowing she had to leave soon. She kissed both father and his soon to be delivered pre-teen daughter affectionately before bending to the guy's already rising dick saying "Guess your going to have to take care of that Suzie!"

"Guess I am!" she replied "Least it can't do any more damage!" as she began to play with her father's cock and balls.

Heather hated to see a stiff dick go to waste but it was getting late and she reckoned, and reckoned rightly, that Suzie would cope. Besides her parents and Pete should be home by the time she got there - if she was early Rover might get a treat! Heather was sure her juices began flowing again at the thought.

By Heather's recent standards it had been a fairly quite, albeit very satisfing, day and it was only late afternoon. She was sure Mom, Dad and Pete would have plenty more for her when she got home, right now she felt pretty good and felt well up for that plenty more...

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Sara's Massage

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I had met Sara and Bill when I moved into my new house. They were my next door neighbors and very active as an older couple. Bill had retired from his job with the county and Sara was a stay at home housewife. Bill also had retired from the military, so they were financially set. Then it happened, Bill died leaving Sara all alone. At first, Sara stayed inside her house and hardly came outside. One of Sara's daughters finally talked Sara into joining a gym for women which finally brought Sara back into the living world. One day I heard a knock on the door and when I answered it, there was Sara with a glass of wine in her hand asking if she could come in and visit. I was glad to see Sara out and about and immediately invited her in to visit. While talking to Sara,I noticIed that she kept

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rubbing her shoulder with some pain showing up on her face. I ask her what happened to her shoulder and she said she hurt it at the gym. I told Sara that I could rub it for her to ease some of the discomfort she was feeling and she agreed. I rubbed her shoulder through her blouse for a bit and when I was finished, she smiled and said that her shoulder felt alot better. I told her that I was happy to help her.

I had never paid much attention to Sara's body until one day I received a call from Sara, asking me if I could come next door and massage her shoulder again as it was really bothering her. I told her that I would come right over. I knocked on her door and Sara answered wearing just a robe. She excuse herself for being dressed in a robe but said she had just finished her shower. I told Sara that it was ok, as a matter of fact it would be much better with a massage if she didn't have alot of clothes on to hinder the deep muscle rub.  She ask me if I would like a cup of coffee first and I said yes. As Sara moved around the kitchen, her robe kept opening to where I could she most if not all of one of her tits. Now Sara is 68 but from what I could see, her tits were still pretty firm and not sagging. I kept staring until I noticed that I was getting a hard on. I was thinking to myself, what is happening, this is an older woman and I am getting turned on. After we finished coffee, Sara suggested that we do the massage on her bed. The mattress was firm and would work like a massage table. I agreed and we went to her bedroom. Sara had laid a sheet across the bed telling me she didn't want and oil to get on her bedding. Sara laid down on her stomach and lowered her robe to expose her back to me. I began to rub the oil into her skin which was tight and little sagging in any place. As I moved my hands up and down her back and sides, I brushed the sides of her breast several times. Sara would let out these low moans and tell me that it really felt good and my hands were like magic. Soon Sara suggest that she roll over onto her back and I could get the front of her shoulder. I expected Sara to cover up, but she left her robe off and all of a sudden I was staring at two beautiful matching tits with the most inviting nipples sticking up. I could hardly control my hands as I massaged her shoulder. Sara complained that the pain had worked its way down to her chest muscles and could I massage that area also. I smiled and said if it doesn't make you unconfortable no problem. I began massaging Sara's breast, finally reaching her nipples and gently giving them small pinches. Sara immediately responded by arching her back and making her tits stick up higher. I bent down and ever so slowly began using my tongue circling each nipple one at a time until I had individually sucked both nipples in my mouth. When I was done working on her tits, Sara ask me if she could suck my cock. Sara said that her and Bill would do this alot and since Bill died, she missed it alot. I pulled out my cock and placed it near her mouth. Sara slowly ran her tongue up and down the shaft and onto my balls. This went on for several minutes and then Sara put my entire cock down her throat and milked my cock with her throat muscles until I started cumming. I just had the best orgasm of my life. I was totally exhausted. I told Sara that I had to go and she said that she understood however she would probably need a massage at least once a week. I smiled and told Sara it would be my pleasure to help her. The massages went on for two years until Sara sold her house and moved away. My girlfriend always would ask about Sara and say " I bet Sara misses having you around to help her with everything," I just smiled at her and said " Yes, Sara was one special lady in need of constant help."

Hot Summer

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One hot summer evening the sun was setting the clouds were rolling in. It was getting ready to rain over the park. As I played beach volleyball with you in the warm sand.  As we finished our last game we watched the sunset and the clouds roll in and darken.  You had told me you had always wanted to make out with me in the rain. We finished our game then went back to the blanket that we laid out on the grass.

We lay down next to each other watched the rest of the sunset and the clouds roll in above us. The sky darkened and it began to sprinkle you rolled over to face me and kissed me and I kissed you back. We made out as the rain started to harden up.  And we begin to undress each other as though we were getting ready to take a shower in the rain.

As you pulled off my shirt our lips

The Hot Couple

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; font-family: 'Courier New'">AAAHHH, god I’m going to come, oohh yes your hot sucking mouth feels like hot melting butter being poured over my dick, aaaahhhh”.

It was one of many mornings that Eric was woken with his sensuous wife Teresa of three years sucking his cock. She could not get enough of his 12” hard purple headed blue veined penis. Sucking his massive cock and sperm loaded balls made the already hot Teresa even hotter. Eric raised his head from the pillow, watching as his wife enjoyed swallowing down his ready to shoot dick.

“Its coming my love, ooohhh yes, aaaahhhh”

Within seconds Eric’s raging cock began to ejaculate his hot load of sperm. Teresa could not take it in fast enough as her mouth was being flooded with the hot creamy jism. It began to run out at the corners of her sweet kissable mouth. Teresa hated to loose any sperm drop and licked it up with her pink tongue. The drops she missed dripped down upon her magnificent 40DD tits. Many women have a slight sag with a 40DD bust even at 28. With Teresa there was no sag to her marvelous breasts but large silky orbs with very sensitive nipples. When she was over heated Eric sucking her nipples would give her an orgasm. Teresa loved accentuating her body by wearing half cup bras or very often being braless. It gave her tits the lift that made men turn when she walked past them. Teresa enjoyed being a cock tease wearing clothing that showed off her slim delicious body. Her daily wardrobe either consisted of a tight white blouse which displayed a deep cleavage and a four inch long mini-skirt.

“Aaaahhh my love your cock sucking leaves me so exhausted”.

“It makes me so hot” Teresa responded

“And what does it do to your cunt?”

Teresa took his hand and guided it between her delicious silky thighs.

“Feel for yourself” Eric slipped three of his fingers into her wet cunt.

“Stop playing my pet, your driving me crazy, finger fuck me, do anything”

Eric hated to see Teresa who just satisfied him being so antsy. His 12” cock became hard again and guided it between her thighs. Teresa placed her legs around his back as he fucked his dick into his wife’s beautiful wet pussy. In pumping his cock in and out, it did not take long for the morning’s second load of sperm to wash into her already dripping pussy.

God what a dripping cunt she had now.

After Eric pulled out his dick he leaned over her pussy and gave it a slow tongue bath.

“Ah fuck me with your tongue” she moaned.

He too could not get enough of orally satisfying his dream wife. Eric’s long tongue fucked in and out of her sperm loaded pussy, passing over her clit with gentle tongue jabs. Each contact brought moaning sounds from Teresa’s beautiful mouth. Her convulsions became more powerful. And then electricity brought her to another peak of a power house orgasm. Seeing Teresa’s sexual shakes, gave another rise to Eric’s cock. It grew hard quickly. Watching her enjoyment, Eric took a hold of his hard dick and gently rubbed up and down on his love object. He once again felt pearls of pre-cum on the tip of his penis. He wet down his right hand and began to masturbate. Teresa had just opened her eyes from the joy of the electric orgasm. She saw Eric masturbating. Teresa could not resist by helping him jerk off. She placed her hand over his and both were now gliding up and down on his cock that already was sucked and gave Teresa the joy of a orgasmic fuck.

“I’m going to come again my pet” Eric said in a quite voice

“Go ahead, cum for me”

Teresa leaned over his throbbing dick, guiding it to her mouth. She was not quick enough and Eric’s massive cock erupted all over her luscious face. His sperm shot at her nose, eyes, succulent mouth and what was left, Teresa took into her mouth. She sucked and sucked once again as Eric reached between her wide spread thighs. This time instead of his tongue fucking her pussy, he finger fucked her. He brought her around for the third time to a fever pitch of heat and an orgasm that left her weak. As she was convulsing, Eric also came for the third time. The sperm ran down between his legs, dripping unto his balls and then unto the sheets. “Oh Christ that was so good my love” Eric slowly spoke in somewhat of a whisper.Teresa agreed that it was sumptuous. After gathering her breath and some energy Teresa rose from the bed and headed into the bathroom trying to get ready for the day at the office. Eric seeing his sexy wife entering the bathroom, could not resist and followed her in.

“We really don’t have time to play” she said in a sexy throaty voice

He did not pay attention, knowing that the sound of her voice indicated her weakening. Teresa felt Eric standing behind her. His arms surrounded her with his hands sliding down, palming her massive tits. Teresa’s nipples stiffened quickly as she leaned back against him. His hands did not stop there, but slid up and down her hot body.

“Oh god yes don’t stop” Teresa said in a chocked up voice

“Are you sure my pet”

Teresa took one of his hands and guided it between her widely spread thighs.

“Always ready aren’t you my pussy cat” Eric whispered into her right ear

Teresa did not have to be asked for a second time giving easy access to Eric’s finger. …And then one of his fingers slipped between her fleshy lips. Her vulva was hot and wet. …And then slowly pulled out his finger, knowing that she would not be happy.

“Don’t stop, pinch it, suck it, do something to my cunt” Teresa begged as her clitoris popped out from the slick sheath.

He began to kiss and lick her neck making Teresa weaker and weaker. Her resistance melted as she bends over the sink spreading her silky gorgeous legs. Her clit was now sticking out of her wet sheath and clean shaven pussy. It was stiff and a sign of her animalistic needs. Eric’s hot cock began to drip on the floor. He took his stiff throbbing penis into his hand, and made it even harder by rubbing it up and down. It seemed his 12” was more like 13”.

“Please my love don’t make me wait”

Eric now encircled her hips and held on to her tightly. She slowly raised her right leg bringing her knee to rest on the wide rimmed sink. This movement spread Teresa’s anal eye. The hole was slick and with slowness Eric would be able to fuck her asshole without hurting her.

“Slowly my love” Teresa said in a sexy quite voice

Eric would never hurt her sexually it was all love and the joy of there hot fucking. He reached into the medicine cabinet and brought out olive oil. He took a hand full and rubbed it up and down of his ready to fuck cock. His oil covered penis head finally touched her anal eye.

“AAAAHHHH, god slowly”

“Yes my love slowly”

He rubbed his cock back and forth, round in circles, bringing her anal eye into a throbbing state. And then his cock slowly entered Teresa’s most gorgeous ass. At the same time he reached again for her wet vulva and let his finger circle her popped out clit.

“I’m coming already” Teresa moaned

“So am I” Eric replied

His cock was pumping and pumping, emptying into her round luscious ass. Eric’s cock was finally empty and as he withdrew his semi-hard dick, Teresa lowered her leg slowly from the wide rim of the sink.

“Oh my love my pussy is beautifully exhausted”

“So is my cock”

It seemed not to be completely true, since Eric’s dick was still in a semi-hard state. Teresa took it in her right hand and teased it into hardness.

“I just can’t get enough of that 12” thing of yours” Teresa said with a smile.

The finally began to dress. Eric saw Teresa getting dressed in the mirror. The clothes she was putting on brought him to another hard on. Wearing a tight blouse and a short pleated mini, left nothing to the imagination. As she was bending over for her shoes, Eric snuck up quickly on her and raised her skirt.

“God I love you when you are pantiles”

He caressed her ass cheeks and swiftly shoved his middle finger thru her anal ring.

“AAAAHHH, stop”

“You are already wet my love”

Teresa spread her legs slightly, as Eric unzipped himself, pulled out his dick and guided it into her pussy doggie style.

“OOOhhh yes make me cum”

….And so Eric did.