Naruto got to training, when Sakura saw he was wearing a collar."So your Hinata bitch I see Naruto." Shut up Sakura. After training everyone notice Naruto collars. No one would talk to him still. Hinata caught up to him and grabbed his hand. Everyone just gave them a dirty look. No one could believe that the Hyuuga family would allow Hinata to be with Naruto. "Naruto I can't wait until we get back to your place." Hinata said. " Why is that Hinata?' Naruto said. "Because I'm going to fuck your brains out bitch." Hinata said. Naruto was walking with her thinking of how he could switch it where he was in charge instead of Hinata.

When they got back to his place Hinata pushed him onto the bed as she got undressed."Get undress bitch." Hinata said. Naruto starts to get undressed. Hinata pushes Naruto onto the bed, as she bend down and starts sucking on his cock. As Hinata is sucking harder and faster she puts her pussy in his face. Naruto started sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy bring her off as she sucked him hard. Once she was satisfied she got up off of him. Hinata was standing there looking down at him. When she got dress and walked out. Naruto ran after her," why are you leaving Hinata?"Naruto said. "Because I want to leave."Hinata Said." But I only made you cum once. "Naruto said."SO what. "Hinata said. "Normally I make you cum 4 to 5 times before you leave Hinata. "Naruto said."Then say it bitch. " Hinata said.Naruto whisper's "I'm Hinata bitch." Naruto said. "What I can hear you bitch.' Hinata said. He says it a little louder. "You better speak where I can hear you bitch." Hinata said Naruto yells out "I'm Hinata bitch." "That's better."Hinata said. Hinata walked back into Naruto place. Hinata gets undress and lay's on the bed. "Now get over here and fuck me bitch."

Naruto slides is cock into her pussy fucking her harder and faster. "Hinata can you please take this collar off please." Hinata was moaning close to having another orgasm. "No bitch I'm not taking off your collar that marks you as mine so get use to it." Hinata said." yes Hinata I am yours." Naruto said. Hinata started having her second orgasm. When there was a knock at the door. "Get off of me Bitch." Hinata said. Naruto get up and answer the door. "Who is it?" Naruto said. "Open the door bitch," Neji Said.

Naruto let Neji in. "Neji what do you want?" Hinata said. "Your father was wondering why you haven't been home?" Neji said. " I been using my bitch and just been falling asleep over here." Hinata said."Ok I will tell your father, but if he tells me to come back and get you. Your going have to leave and come home." Neji said."Ok Neji bitch will just have to fuck me faster then. Hinata said. Neji started to leave as Naruto got back to fucking Hinata.Hinata was moaning and tell Naruto to fuck her harder and faster. Naruto was slamming his cock into her as hard as he can. After Hinata came three more times. They were laying in bed when there was a knock on the door. "Go answer the door bitch." Hinata said.Naruto open the door and let Neji in."Hinata you need to get dress. We need to get home." Neji said "Ok Neji" Hinata said. Hinata got up and started getting dressed. "Bitch you are not to leave until I get here tomorrow." Hinata said. "Yes Hinata I will stay here until you get here." Naruto said. Hinata and Neji walk out as Naruto lays down in the bed and go to sleep.

Hinata show's up at Naruto's. She walks in and slaps him across the face to wake him up. Naruto wake's up and looks at Hinata."Hinata do you want something?" Naruto said. "Yes there is something I want, but I have to make a decision to make first." Hinata said. " Can I help you with Hinata?" Naruto said. "No you can't Naruto." Hinata said. When Naruto get to his team. Sakura looks at Naruto and said "How do you like being Hinata bitch."What do you mean Sakura I'm not Hinata bitch." Naruto said. " I know you are her bitch Naruto, I talk to her everyday and I know you are wearing a collar saying Hinata bitch is on it." Sakura said. " Ok Sakura I am Hinata's bitch, but this morning she woke me and then left just said she had to think about something." Naruto said. " Do you know what she has to think about Naruto?" Sakura asked. " No I don't Sakura, she told me I couldn't help her with it." Naruto said. " I will go talk to her Naruto." Sakura said. Before Naruto could answer Sakura left to go find Hinata.

Sakura finds Hinata sitting on a bench thinking." Hinata what is wrong?" Sakura asked.
"Why do you asks Sakura?" Hinata asked. "Because I talked to Naruto and he told me you had to make a decision." Sakura said. "Yes I do and I don't know what to do Sakura." Hinata said. "What decision do you have to make Hinata maybe I can help?" Sakura asked. "Well I either have to decide to move in with Naruto or have him move in with me, but I don't want to leave with him yet though." Hinata said. "Hmm that is a hard decision to make, but if you move in with him then you can use him time you want right," Sakura said. "Yeah but then my father would sending Neji over to check up on me every once in awhile." Hinata said. "So you don't know what to do, what would you rather do live at Naruto place or at your father place Hinata?" Sakura asked."Well we will have to go there sooner or later but I would have more freedom at Naruto then I would at home." Hinata said. " Well I say it sounds like you already made up your mind Hinata." Sakura said. " Yea I know but what should I say to Naruto though?" Hinata asked. " Nothing he is yours so he has to live with it." Sakura said. "Thank you Sakura, you helped me out a lot." Hinata said as she ran off to tell her father her decision.

Hinata find her father. "Father I made my decision." Hinata told her father. "What is your decision Hinata?" Her father asked. "I'm going to move in with Naruto for now Father." Hinata said. "Ok Hinata just so you know I will have Neji check up on you every once in awhile, and you both will have to come to have dinner every once in awhile." Her father said. "Yes Father I understand." Hinata said. They start packing up her stuff to take it over to Naruto's. After they get everything packed they take it over to Naruto's. Hinata starts to unpack and her father leaves to go back home. Naruto hadn't seen Hinata all day he was wondering where she was at? He went home and saw that his place look different. Then he saw Hinata come out of the bathroom. "Hinata what is going on?" Naruto asked. "I moved in with you Naruto now I don't have to go home, because I live with you now." Hinata said. Naruto just stood there thinking.

"What are you thinking about Naruto?" Hinata asked."I wasn't planning on living with anyone right now Hinata." Naruto said. "Well I didn't ask what you wanted bitch, this was what I wanted. My choose's were either move in here or you move in with me, so I choose here." Hinata said. " Ok Hinata." Naruto said. He started to get undressed as he stared at Hinata. After he was naked Hinata sat down on the bed and spread her legs wide open. Naruto drop to his knees and crawled over to her and start sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy. He started sucking her clit as he slide two fingers into her pussy then she started having her orgasm. Hinata was sitting there looking down at Naruto, when she lay down and waited for Naruto to start fucking her.

Naruto got up and slide his cock into her pussy as he started fucking her harder and faster. "Oh god yes thats it fuck me harder bitch." Hinata said. Naruto was fucking her as hard as he could. When Hinata started having her second orgasm and Naruto was still fucking her. When Hinata told him. "Bitch get the fuck off of me and got to sleep."

     After the second game of the night and before the third I was getting ready to take score when a younger girl moved up to the fence next to the box and started talking to a younger boy she new who was helping me keep score.  The boy got a call from his mom a little later and said he had to go.  The girl asked if I wanted help and always one to accept help said it was ok. 

      The girl was short, about five ft., and was probably three fourths done growing her breasts.  She was tan and had brown hair.  She was wearing a small red wife-beater tank top and a very short denim mini skirt. If I had to guess, she was probably 13.  She easily weighed a hundred lbs. or less.  As we talked while watching the third game, I noticed she had her legs spred a bit and I could see the crotch of her cotton panties...It was obvious she wasn't aware of this, and I wasn't going to mention it.  I decided to see if she was into older guys by making a little conversation.

     "what is that scar on your leg," I asked, pointing to a small mark on her leg about four inches above her knee...

     "Oh, that?, I cut my self shaving a couple days ago...come to think of it I probably need to shave them again..." She started to rub her legs..."feel them, there pretty smooth, I shaved yesterday..."

     I put my hand on one and started to rub between the bottom of her skirt and her knee..."Wow,' i said..."they are pretty smooth, they feel nice to rub, I can do this all day"

     "haha" she laughed, " go ahead, my legs are dry and I got some lotion here, I'll take score, you can rub if you want"

     After that I continued to rub her leg while we watched the game...I noticed that her legs started to spread a little and the cotton underwear was more visable, I didn't know if she was trying to tell me something so I got a little bold...I stared to put my hand an inch up her skirt still rubbing back and forth...I looked up at her and she was watching the game so I continued.  I continued to rub till I reached her panties, after touching them for the first time she suddenly remarked...

     "Can I sit on your lap, I think I am sitting on some spilt pop..."

      I wisely agreed and as she got on top of me I noticed there was no pop or anything else where she was sitting...I continued to rub, and having her small young ass on my crotch was making me very horny...She felt it, I could tell, and started to slowly but noticably rub up and down ever so slightly on my semi hard cock.  I reached her panties this time and pulled them back a little, where I found a hairless pussy.  Right then I noticed the final out of the game occured, leaving me to clean up the box and then go home.  She got off and said

     "I'll see ya later" and left.

      I cleaned up and got into my parents' car I drove to the game and was about to leave in dissapointment when I saw the girl knock on the window and open the door, asking for a ride to her house.  She told me that she lived in the country and gave me the address.  I knew perfectly where her house was but after five min. got us "lost".  I said I knew where I was and started to drive the opposite way of her house, and put my arm around her on her strap to her tank top.  I pulled it down a little and she didn't budge.  A little more and I noticed no bra was under it.  I pulled it all the way down and did the other till her cleavage was in full view.  She then pulled her arms out with out a word.  I pulled down the shirt and she moved closer but stared ahead and didn't speak.  Her perfect round B breasts where in perfect view.  I pulled into a clearing in a corn field and drove about fifty yards in and shut off my lights.  I pulled her close and started to kiss her, it was obvious she only had kissed a few guys befor me, all young.  I pulled up her skirt and she said"stop"

     " Why" i asked..."I've never gone past a guy feeling my boobs and I'm probably not up to your standards..."She replied.  Relax I said and continued

     She let me continue and i pulled down her panties and moved my finger around her slit, she looked so sexy and i pulled out my cock...she stared at it mezmerized, and told me how the only other one she saw was one in truth or dare at a friend's house and it barely had any hair...I told her to put her hand on it and she did and then i told her to stroke it...

     "i dont want to have sex" she said, "ok," I lied, "i'm a virgin and neither do I"

     Her pussy was so close to my cock as she stroked it when I told her to stand up, as she stood up i positioned it under her pussy, I being a virgin my self wanted to fuck her so bad...Then I told her to lower herself and she did till my cock was touching her slit..."I said i dont want to have sex" and I said Ok we arent just stay like this...Then we started to make out and she rubbed her own slit for a while, i started to really make out with her hard and at the same time lowerd her till my cock was an inch in and then I pushed her all the way down popping her cherry..."i thought u said you didn't want to have sex" i said, knowing full well I did it..."im sorry I accidentally fell onto it I guess..." she said with a tear in her eye, the pain getting the best of her.  Then we started to make out again as I started to bounce her up and down....her moaning saying things like Ahh it feels better now, ohhh wow, jeeze.....then with out warning I came into her and she looked at me seriously...I pulled it out and wiped her pussy off, then proceeded to eat her out till she climaxed...I took her home but she was quite, worrying about getting pregnant. A few days later I saw her again at the ball park and she ignored me...Another girl, not the first girls friend came over and asked if she could sit next to me in the box...I said sure.....She had on a white cloth skirt..."what's that scar on your leg there," I asked.......

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  Even as Mark flung wide the driver’s side door, keen you might say, to negotiate some quality time with the young auburn-haired temptress so indelicately sprawled across his two friends in the rear, Julian was heard to mutter, “Let’s take her upstairs guys.”

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   Needing to maintain at least some degree of perceived modesty as Mark opened the rear door, Kirsty eased herself off the men’s laps, tugging her panties back up as she did so. There was little she could do however to prevent both John and Charles openly groping her breasts as her rear-end exited the car with some hands-on assistance from Mark.Â

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  “C’mon, behave guys,” she giggled, observing as she spoke, that both men were sporting sub-zip erections of the spectacular kind. A hot flush coursed through her body as she realized the potential here for some seriously inappropriate sexual activity in terms of her own under-age bodily involvement. Plan B had never been without substantial risk she knew. Â

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   Attempting to slip his hands down the rear of her panties as she straightened-up, caused her to spin around once more.

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   “I said “behave” Mark,” she leveled at him, then looking around almost nervously, added. “Why have you all brought me here? I have to be home before midnight or my dad will freak.” Trying to cover her breasts as she spoke, was an exercise in utter futility

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  “You will be sweetheart,” Julian replied, taking her gently by the arm. “Trust us, we will get you home by then. In the meantime Kirsty, lets just go upstairs for a while…you weren’t exactly ‘complaining’ on the way here were you?”Â

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   She blushed deeply which just made her look that much more desirable if such be possible.

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   Allowing herself to be led by Julian and Charles, each having a hold of her hand, they crossed a small hallway past what appeared to be an ultra-modern kitchen and ascended the stairs to the upper floor. The view afforded the other three men in her wake, was sufficient to engender words of hushed, if not fully indecent appreciation between them.

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    Not three-quarters up the staircase and Mark could no longer control his burgeoning lust. Grabbing the girl by the hips he pulled Kirsty backwards which caused her to lose her balance, falling to her knees on the ninth riser. Thrusting his hand up between her legs whilst admiring her curvy little bottom in the interim, he began groping her vaginal area lewdly through her panties, his own erection approaching the extremes of desperation itself.

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    Turning around, thereby seeing what their friend was doing to the girl, now alternately whimpering and crying-out in shocked disbelief, it was impossible to observe those small jiggling breasts and not be moved to needful involvement oneself.

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    Despite her protests, Kirsty found herself spread-eagled, somewhat uncomfortably it must be said, across the stairs while at least three pairs of hands began tugging her panties down past her knees. She let out a squeak of mortified distress as her none-too hirsute pussy was displayed to the baying hounds on site.

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   “Oh my God,” Patrick muttered. “She looks like a sophomore!” No-one was arguing the point.

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    So pre-occupied was she, both visually and physically, with the digital treatment being afforded her breasts, nipples, inner thighs and increasingly moist labia, she failed to notice Mark freeing-up his penile insert. That is until he crawled into her direct line of vision and placed the head right at the promised land.

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   “Pleaase…” she gasped, “You’re not gonna rape me now are you?” Spreading her legs voluntarily it should be mentioned, did nothing to cement her credibility as a victim of aggravated sexual abuse.

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   “Fuck her Mark,” John was pleading, one hand idly squeezing her left breast as he muttered the words.

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    The girl’s status as a virgin was made apparent not thirty seconds later.

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  “That hurts,” she cried out, even as Mark’s erection barely intruded between those sexy labia. Had Plan B really been that practical? she wondered momentarily. She might have given the situation further contemplation had not Mark taken the bull by the horns as it were and thrust up hard into the young girl right at that second. No need for a second opinion – her scream of genuine discomfort and the presence of a not inconsequential trickle of blood, left no doubt that so far as any hymen was concerned – hers was now ancient history.

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    Probably to the ultimate benefit of both parties, Mark was thrusting up now so hard into the girl she was transported to realms of pleasured indulgence which she had never dreamed might exist. Certainly there had been pain – still was to a degree, but compared to the feelings engendered by what this man was doing to her, it was at the lower end of relevance.

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   “Jesus…” Mark enunciated and none too clearly at that. “She is just so tight, you guys won’t believe it.” All present, intended to check that one out thoroughly you may be sure.

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    With Charles and Julian holding her legs even wider now and Patrick consigned to the role of masturbator-in-chief, the visuals were line ball with Mark’s orgasmic progress. He felt the on-set of that final countdown even as Kirsty began whimpering, her slim hips thrusting up to meet the invader’s determined incursions.

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   “Damn you’re soo hot Kirsty,” Mark stammered. It was his last coherent outpouring as he began jerking inside her, spurting deep that which most young girls like to know they have been responsible for inciting. Barely cognizant of the hands on her breasts and hips, fingers pulling her nipples every which way – and even Patrick’s sticky contribution across her lower abdomen and upper thigh, she felt her own orgasm fanning outwards in concentric circles.

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     “So this is what it feels like?” she pondered, both hands instinctively cupping her seeping pussy - Mark having withdrawn his withering tool of trade. She felt herself floating, fully unaware as yet, of the near carpet-burns across her back consistent with her inelegant sprawl there on Julian’s staircase.

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    Much as John needed to plough a fresh field he had the foresight to recognize that in the long-term they might all – Kirsty especially - be better served doing so in comfort. Certainly, while the sight of a young girl being stripped and raped, half-way up a staircase, generated quite the extremes of passion, his own tastes ran more to the conventional – raping a girl on a nice soft bed!

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    It wasn’t ‘rape’ of course. Kirsty being arguably the most willing “victim” in the history of sexually-abused young ladies. Even as John and Charles led her fully naked to Julian’s master-bedroom, her legs still shaky from their previous exertions, she voiced no objection as the other three men smoothed their hands across her breasts, hips and bottom. She found their joint touch arousing in the extreme and willingly allowed any of them to kiss her passionately.

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    It took a while in fact to reach the bedroom!

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    Splayed-out now on the King size bed, Kirsty’s legs were parted sufficiently that any interested party was able to catch a glimpse of filmy white residue from Mark’s earlier coupling, seeping from her youthful vaginal opening. Assuredly it was doing wonders for John himself who having divested himself of his pants, knelt now on the coverlet between her legs, sporting an expression mid-way between hang-dog and Rasputin on a bad day.

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    That was swiftly to change.

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    The sensation derived as his straining erection negotiated the young girl’s post-virginal freeway was much to his liking. Her’s too if the truth be known, always assuming those gasps of pleasure and up-thrusting hips were anything to go by.

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    With her legs spread to the max and those cute light-brown nipples, erect sentinels on pro-active duty, Kirsty struck a pose that not only inspired John’s increasingly deeper penetration but which cried out for the other four’s self-therapeutic involvement. Patrick in fact was frigging himself senseless again, right alongside her upper chest while Charles had in mind a smidgeon of sub-abdominal redecoration it appeared. Mark, invigorated once more, was working the lathe just centimeters from her left cheek as Julian pumped his erection in close proximity to her right breast….heaving little mound, as it presented itself right about then.

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    Kirsty lay with her arms high above her head, disheveled hair fanning out either side of her and more often than not now, with her eyes closed, wriggling in lustful pleasure. That which John was doing to her addled her senses and all she could ponder was how to prolong the incredible high she was experiencing. Whimpering aloud “Fuck me harder…please” was a realistically positive step so far as that particular aspiration was concerned.

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    The outcome was never in doubt. John’s orgasm was swift and decisive. Even as he jerked about like a marionette, filling the void with hot sticky gel, Kirsty felt the first of a multi-part orgasm originating from somewhere between her legs. Whether the shock wave reached her breasts ahead of Julian’s spurts of hot semen is a mute point – the end result was a bi-lateral success.

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    Encouraged visually no doubt by his friend’s fully decadent treatment of so young a girl, Mark found himself jetting a stream of his own skin-softener clear across Kirsty’s face. The teenager gasped in justifiable surprise, being fully unfamiliar with so erotic a sensation. Charle’s orgasm meanwhile – fully triggered by the sight of glistening cum trickling down Kirsty’s cheeks and breasts, emptied his twin receptacles across her flatlands, leaving a trail of sticky white indecency all the way from her belly button to that hot little vaginal mound. Patrick had cum simultaneously, adding copious amounts of warm DNA to that already resident across her nipples.

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    The girl was a mess!

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    For a while no one had much to say. Kirsty was idly toying with a glob of procreative gel as it slid down her left cheek. Knowing she had caused all these men to ejaculate just made her all the hotter. Her pussy felt deliciously squishy and she was aware of hot cum trickling out of her and down her inner thighs. Somewhat anaesthetized by the men’s sexual dealings, she could have put up no resistance whatever their immediate intentions.

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    Julian obviously had specific intentions!

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   “Get on your knees Kirsty would you?” he asked hopefully.

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    She looked up at him quizzically. “My knees??”

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    “Yes sweetie – your hands and knees.” He stammered none too confidently. “Really, you’ll like it. I’m not going to hurt you - I promise.”

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    Not fully trusting him but too far gone sexually to argue, she did as he asked, kneeling then center quilt – the image of beauty if not lustful fantasy. For a moment they all stared at her. Pronounced hips and slim legs – the domain of only the fortunate few. Taut yet proud breasts defining her youthful sex, just partially hidden by naturally wavy hair that cascaded off her pretty shoulders. She was a vision of desire – even for five men just recently drained of their most basic sexual component.

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    And then there was that incomparably sculptured rear-end.

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    Julian laid a hand on her bottom. “God you are just soo sexy Kirsty,’ he whispered, as he began smoothing over those white-hot curves as the girl flinched perceptibly – expecting maybe to be spanked. Such a concept had already presented itself as a most viable opportunity to Julian but was contained, by virtue of his not wishing to demean the girl further. Besides he had alternate plans.

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   Easing up close behind her, he now placed both hands on her rear-end and commenced fondling her from hips to thigh, allowing his hands to inch their way ever inland. She in turn began wriggling her bottom in pleasure with the full knowledge of just how sexy an aspect she was presenting to all on site. Julian’s hand slipped up between her legs and he inserted a finger deep inside her pussy which was still divesting itself of the men’s semen string by sticky string. Kirsty gasped as he entered her but maintained her poise….and pose! John and Charles took the opportunity to fondle her breasts gently while Patrick raised her head slightly and began to kiss her.

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    Kirsty’s body was simply on fire with the attentions being paid her. She couldn’t help thrusting back on to Julian’s hand instinctively. Murmuring as the men began groping her breasts and pulling gently on her nipples. Her eyes opened wide and she gave a small gasp as Julian replaced his finger with something way more substantial.

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    Even as he slipped into that well-lubricated passage, Kirsty turned her head, glancing at her much older partner, an expression of utter satisfaction quite evident.

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    “Do you like that?’ Julian whispered, thrusting deeper. If she could have purred, she would have.

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    “Fuck her senseless,” Mark contributed from across the bed. He never had been noted for his cultural restraint.

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    As Julian engaged turbo, John manouevered himself between the girl’s arms and with but the slightest adjustment, began sucking her right nipple feverishly. Charles saw no reason not to follow suit. The flow-on effect for Kirsty was both immediate and dynamic. Never having been openly suckled, the combined sensation of the men drawing down on her teats while Julian penetrated her almost to her cervical buffer was sufficient to have her crying out in ecstasy – something you could hardly categorize as being detrimental to their group cause.

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   Improbable as you might imagine, but somehow Julian dredged up reserves of the good stuff that he left as a calling card deep within the girl’s abused pussy. Kirsty then cried out as another orgasm transported her to as yet un-traveled realms. Her inflamed nipples tingled as the outbound tsunami radiated north.

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    By the time Patrick and Charles had completed their tours of duty additionally, all six sank to the coverlet exhausted, Julian’s arm resting almost lovingly across the girl’s palpably smooth bottom. One can only speculate what any filmed recording might have brought on eBay!

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    Kirsty recovered her composure first – girls usually do! Glancing across at the bed-side alarm she saw to her horror that it was now 12.18. am.

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   “Look, I really have to go home,” she announced – some might say hopefully! “I am so sore guys,” she added ruefully, patting her ravaged slit delicately.

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     Luckily for her, the five of them were at heart – gentleman. Patrick offered to return to the car and retrieve her clothes and clutch-bag; her panties of course were still resident on the staircase somewhere. By the time he returned, Kirsty was hunched up between them all, hugging her knees and with little or nothing on show that might be described as indiscreet.

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   “Thanks,” she said, smiling prettily as he tossed her stuff, including those hot little floral panties, at her feet.

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    When no-one moved she looked-up enquiringly. “Um...I hafta get dressed guys?”

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   “So, get dressed sweetheart,’ Mark leered across at her. The others watched her reaction.

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    She glanced across at him. “What? You mean like in front of you all?”

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   “Well why not Kirsty…you just let us fuck you??” he replied grinning. One could not fault his logic.

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     Having no time to argue the point, getting home being her sole priority, she tossed them all a withering smile and rescuing her panties, slid them provocatively back to home base. Ten eyes observed that erotic journey – they were accompanied one imagines by ten very dry mouths.

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    Certainly playing to a captive audience, Kirsty then retrieved her bra, skimpy little item that it was, and kneeling there center-quilt, proceeded to wriggle into the thing taking twice as long as necessary to hook it up.

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   “It’s Kirsty’s,” John said, pulling the flip-top from her clutch-bag. Trying to preserve a modicum of decency by holding her bra cups in place with one hand, she took the phone from her tormentor.

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   “Oh Dad…..yeah I’m so sorry, guess I lost track of the time.” Following what sounded like some in-depth questioning, she wriggled free of Julian’s fingers as he attempted to slide them beneath the leg of her panties. “Where am I? Oh just at a girlfriend’s place Dad but its OK I’m getting a lift home in a few minutes.” She shot a glance backwards at Charles as he started to unhook her bra once more. “Stop it!” she hissed under her breath.

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  “Who you talking to Kirsty?” her father asked audibly.

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  “Ohhh nothing dad, just one of the girls being silly…” she replied.

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    More brief conversation ensued and Kirsty covered up the phone…

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   “What’s the address here?” she asked. “Dad’s gonna pick me up. He doesn’t want me getting a lift at this time of night.” Julian told her.

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   “No that's just my girlfriend’s bro dad,” she answered slowly – the caller apparently asking the origin of so obvious a male voice.

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   Some further small-talk and Kirsty closed up the phone. Several vitally interested parties moved-in like an army battalion mid exercise.

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   “No way guys,” she giggled, “My dad will be here soon – sorry I have to finish getting dressed.”

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    Wriggling into her skirt was easy, watching her do it - even easier. Peeling her stockings back up as she sat on the edge of the bed however, was not without its complexity – especially at the point she suddenly found two pairs of hands insinuating themselves up between her thighs, strategically in reach of the front of her panties. She tried tugging the offending items out of the danger zone but finding herself suddenly pulled backwards on to the coverlet with the hem of her skirt hiked up to so indecent a level her knickers were once more on show…she began crying out to be freed.

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   Trouble is…the sensation of having so many hands up her skirt and with their companions beginning to re-examine the contents of her bra, it made it that much harder to resist her captors’ advances. At the point John reintroduced his finger to her sublimely wet and sticky pussy and Mark had managed to free-up her breasts once again, the game was back at square one.

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"You’re late. Hope you have a good excuse" Her hand slipped into the waistband of her shorts. She knew that he would want this.

"I need no excuse. I will do as I please and you will like it." There was such strength in his voice she couldn't be mad at him even if she wanted. She knew just by the way he said things she was going to be his slave tonight. She was hoping to role play something else but being his slave wasn't bad. "I understand. I'm sorry master" was all she managed to whisper as her hand slid deeper. "You want to please your master don't you slave.....You want your master to take you away and make you all his?" The way he said things made her tingle. The things she would do to him if she ever had the chance. She would be his slave if he would come and get her and she would love every minute in his arms. "Of course I do master. I promise I would do anything to please you if you were here." She let out a soft whimper as her finger reached her clit. "Then take your hand from your pants and go to the front door. I sent you a present."

He knew her to well. She slid her hand away and stood up walking down the hall. She walked slowly by her parents room. She knew she would get yelled at if she got caught. Sure she was twenty four years old but she had moved back in with her parents after some hard times and they were quite strict. She finally made it to the door and stood there nervous. He would do this from time to time. Make some poor delivery guy drop off a package at midnight. She opened the door and saw nothing. Stepping out nervously she looked around. She couldn't see anything so she sighed. "There is nothing here sweetie." She turned to head back in and a hand grabbed her shoulder. Slightly startled she let out a small squeak. She turned to look at the person who grabbed her and smiled. "You bastard. You should have told me you were coming" She wrapped her arms around him. He was exactly the way he looked in the painting she had gotten. He was 6'1 and had a tall thin frame. He had a slightly pale completion but she knew that was because he spent all his time inside. She looked into his gray eyes for the first time ever and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt safe with him. He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "You promised you would come away with me and do whatever I asked." He took her hand and began to walk towards a long black limo which she had just noticed. "Did I? Well I was just playing. Come on lets go inside and we can go somewhere later." Stephen turned and let go of her hand. "I am getting in this car. It’s up to you whether or not you do." He moved slowly to the limo door and stood there. "But if you do come I promise you a night you will never forget and that you will be mine forever” Without another word he slid into the car. The door closed and he sat there waiting. He counted to ten before he instructed the driver to start the car and leave. As the engine roared she finally made up her mind. This was the man she had fantasized about for three months straight. It would be her biggest mistake in life to turn him down. She ran to the car and quickly opened the door getting in. A smile danced upon his lips as he pulled her onto his lap. “Don’t worry Kristin. I promise you made the right choice.” She nodded slowly and sat there motionless. She could feel his hard cock beneath her and she loved every second of it. It had been ages since she had felt a dick and she didn’t want this to go away. She slipped from his lap and turned to face him. She knelt before him as her trembling hands lowered his zipper. As she pulled it all the way down, he grabbed her hands. “Who said you could play with that?” *he thrust her back* “If you want to play with something.” He slid his dick from his pants and smiled* “Play with yourself.”  

She was shocked to see he hadn’t been lying all this time. It really was 8 inches. As his hand sat there stroking it she felt warmth between her legs. Did he really want her to play with herself right here and now? They had just officially met for the first time and he didn’t want to fuck her. She was unsure as she stared at him, but that all changed rather quickly. The warmth between her legs had become harder and harder to ignore as she looked at him. She bit her bottom lip as her fingers slid gently into her shorts. She gently teased at her panties. How could she be this wet already? Her index and middle finger rubbed slowly along her panties and were instantly moist. She had never felt like this before, but she wanted to feel like this much more often. With a soft moan she rubbed her panties into herself. All she wanted was to please him. All she needed was for him to want her as she wanted him. Her fingers nudged her panties aside as she wiggled her shorts down. She wanted him to see her in hopes it would make her want him more. She raised a finger to her mouth tasting her own juices. He loved when she did that for him. His eyes widened as she sucked her finger clean. Her fingers returned to her pussy and teased at her clit. He moaned louder and she could feel herself close to cumming. It shouldn’t be like this she told herself over and over. I should be this close yet. Her breath became shallow as he stared at him. “Please Stephen fuck me.” She moaned with desperation in her eyes. “Please just fuck me” His laughter filled the limo as he shakes his head. “No… You haven’t earned that right yet.” She let out a gasp as she couldn’t take it anymore. Moving swiftly she attempted to mount him. He grasped her throat easily and shoved her down. “Finish for me…. Then maybe I will fuck you” She quickly spread her legs and pulled off her shirt. Her right hand teased her clit as her left massaged her nipples. Moaning she could feel herself beginning to cum. Her pussy clenched at her fingers pulling them deeper as she held back her sweet juices.  “Please Stephen cum on me” she blurted out. She needed to feel it. She needed to know he was enjoying all this. That was all he could take. He moaned as he began to cum on her. His breath swallowed as warm sticky cum sprayed on her face and breasts. She moaned loudly as she felt herself release. His warm cum now running down her chest as her body convulsed. She leaned back collapsing upon the floor as her pussy stopped and she sighed. Her hands were soaked as well as the carpet. The entire limo reeked of sex. He smiled as he pulled up his pants and patted his lap. “That’s a good girl. Come sit with me.”     End of Part one.

 "Don't be stupid and stop jumping to conclusions,those marks were from the last time you watched" "Oh ah! and I suppose all that goo up you has been there for all that time?" "Don't be stupid that was you this morning" - I lied - "I left it in there because it felt sexy" "Oh! alright then let him have you for me,go on ple-ea-se" "I might in a bit" My cunt was aching from my session at Sandy's but what else could I say.

 Then there was a knock at the door, "Who will that be?" "I don't know Rich' just go and see,I can't can I? without knickers" This was absolute rubbish as I often did. I just needed some time even a small bit of time to scheme my way out because if he started looking in me he wasn't daft and would realise that the spunk wasn't of his making. It turned out to be Sandy. "I left that catalogue down here and I needed to take a look" Plonking down in the chair next to me,my hubby was quick to sit down in his favourite vantage point and as I watched his eyes,I knew he was trying to see up my friends skirt the fucking horny bastard. That will take the heat off me,I hope to fuck she's still bare skinned up there.

 I didn't have long to wait before my Richard's pants started to rise,definately naked pussy I bet. Even better as Sandy spotted the catalogue between our chairs she just stetched and twisted back and over a way to retrieve it. My husbands eyes said it all,they were riveted on the view.He must be looking at some very sticky pussy lips below a nice round naked ass. Realising I'd seen his ogle a self consious smirk crossed his face and cheekily he moved forward a bit in his chair and made as if to lick at her pussy and he very nearly got caught doing it by Sandy.

 Sandy pinking up slightly, "Did I miss something then?" Meekly my hubby said,"No,I was just thinking" "mmmm" was all Sandy said but looking at my smile knowingly, "If I thought" as she made to go and making a playful slap towards my husbands face. "Ha! Ha! see you pm tomorrow" Then she was gone. "I know she seen you Rich' I bet you would and all" Rich is now on a back foot. "She's not the sort" "But I bet you'd like to" - While thinking if he only knew, - What a heel I am! Well!

 Wishing to keep his mind from me and Bruce, "I bet I could talk her into it if you really wanted it" "Oh yeah and just how would you do that?" "A swap" Richard looked deep and long at me, "You serious? let me get you right,what you mean is if she would,you would with her Charlie?" Saying nothing I just smirk a bit,that got his mind focused away from Brucy.

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 Come the morrow I can't wait to see Sandy and get her story. I'm like a cat on hot bricks waiting for after lunch. I did have a small diversion,the horny gang were watching me from their lean to. So as my flirt switch was at go I fussed round out my front with brush and dust pan. Normally I'd use a broom but I realised a hand brush without coopying down,just bent over would give a desirable rear view at my legs/thighs/ass cheeks. That aught to fix them, oh! and as always no bra with a plunging neckline just for good measure when facing in their direction. No imagination these guys,just wolf whistles.

 Of course they were to thick to realise when I was bent forward but facing away from them,their antics were clearly reflected in my lovely clean windows. Clean because I made a habit of standing on a step ladder while clad in a seriously short skirt to wind their hormones up at every opportunity. Today being no exception in my windows I watched as they grabbed their wedding trophies and made guestures in my direction that can only be stated as grossly obscene and I loved it. I knew exactly where they wanted these items placed,they'll be lucky,well one had been!

 Now settled inside I awaited Sandy, - Now Sandy was not adverse to swearing - I heard a movement that I guessed was Sandy's arrival. "Fuck off and mind your own business and NO you can't come in with me,we want to be by ourselves" THWACK! Opening the door Sandy popped in rather quickly as one of the gang made across the road. "That Thwack I heard,his face?" "YEAH,The swine put his hand up my skirt and grabbed my ass cheek!" "Fuck 'um"

 She quickly settled down and I'm not inclined to think she was as pissy about their hankering as she liked them to think. "Yeah! I was going to tell you" "Hang on" She lifted up and pulled the gusset of her knickers out the crack of her ass, "That was that Jimmy,fucker!" "Yeah so going back to when I was at home, I had a little job when I was quite young,it helped my widowed mother a bit with money,our ma had been a widow for some years and quite a few of the women in our small community were as well. Anyway,I always rushed home at the first opportunity to take our dog,well my dog out through the fields.

 This day on getting home Gyp,that was his name, was nowhere to be see. I saw my mother out in the yard holding against the end wall by our lane. I called out the window you okay ma,where's gyp? In a strained voice she answered,yeah I'm alright you go on he'll be in there somewhere,I'll be in,in a bit. All very stange I am thinking because my mother's voice seemed sort of funny like faultering which is why I wondered if she was alright.

 So stepping back from the window a bit but still keeping an eye on her to see she would be okay,in a little while she arched her back and was qite quietly making little grunts then she done a couple of long grunts and her ankle length skirt was shaking. I could see her knuckles were going white as she clung on to the wall. I made for the door intending to go to her aid,I opened the door and as I got just partly through the door to my amazement,Gyp appeared out from under my ma's skirt wagging his tail at me while licking his mouth.

 In my innocence I took no notice of his thing hanging out because living in the country I'd seen all sorts of animals with their's hanging and Gyp was no exception,he very often had some showing when we romped in the fields and he did try to hump me at times and even then it always gave me a funny feeling. So before I got any farther Gyp was on me jumping and excited.

 By this time mt mum had steadied and walked up the path. "See I'm okay now it was nothing" I thought little of this but when I got to our special place I lay down as usual and was just looking under Gyp,his thing was still a bit red and their was some clear sticky dangling on its end. I hadn't seen any of that before and just lay thinking about this and smoothing his ear as he now lay along side me.

 As I thought about what I'd witnessed I thought I'll put mum's skirt on as I often did when acting the mother roll and let Gyp go under it as I had now worked out that was where he was when I couldn't see him. At this stage I knew I had to pull her skirt above my breasts because she was taller and so at the first time I was alone I did just that.

 Going out to the garden wall I re-inacted my mum's happening. Nothing much happened except Gyp licked above my knee's then sat there and I could feel his hot breath going on my legs. I just couldn't figure why my mother was making those weird sounds. But on reflexion over a few days this played on my mind then it clicked I remembered my mother didn't where drawers only on Sunday's. So at the first opportunity,off came my knickers and on went the skirt.

 Now there came a very different response from my Gyp. I could feel him sat under and in no time he was lapping through my slit,it was quite hard as he slapped his tongue on me and pretty soon I started to feel funny. Understand I had never done anything other than pee with my pussy up till then. The harder he licked the more I found my legs were opening,then it really started to make me go funny, - course I no now he had his tongue doing my clit but then I just thought I was having a turn like my mam did.

 It then made me pee myself but un-detered Gyp just kept licking this away. I was now really liking the feeling then my legs went wobbly and I kept whispering,Gyp stop now,stop now, but he didn't and pretty soon I had my first and most ferocious orgasm. Fuck it put the shits up me I can tell you. I grabbed my cunt through the skirt and ran in home with Gyp leaping along behind me trying to hump my leg.

 I sat in the chair to recover and panicked when I saw not a bit of dog cock,but the whole thing,knot and all,fuck it was huge to my eyes. I was shitting mum would come home and realise what I'd been up to and how would I explain Gyp's dangling knob. It didn't happen and I was relieved when it eventually disappeared again. I was really curious now though about the sensation I'd had and what my ma was up too.

 Everybody knew everybody and Charlie had a bit of a reputation with the widows but I hadn't realised why. Just after this happening,I saw Charlie go out our back gate as I came in. I took no notice as people tended to go in and out of each others homes all the time. I said to my mum,Charlie just gone? Yeah!I got him to pop in to control Gyp he was getting on my nerves.

 How strange Gyp was as good as gold. So when I saw Charlie I thanked him for helping mum and he grinned fit to bust. What,I asked? "Nothing it just made me think back,that's all" So as I was heading for the field I asked him if he wanted to walk as well, - course as you know he's somewhat older than me - so he did,our conversation was nothing out of the ordinary,then I touched on my mum's strange behaviour when by the wall. Was it why he had to control Gyp again?

 Smiling he said "In a way it was" but nothing to worry about its in more a way of excitement not illness. I know say's I. Oh! what do you know? I went beetroot, blurting out,I tried so there! No response then,show me. I felt all excited, - I didn't realise at this time what a horny little bitch was lurking within. - No you show me then,being 18 I was full of myself with young men given the chance like now. Anyway,why do the widows refer to you as stud Charlie?

 "You really want to know?" Yeah I do! without further ado he opened his fly and pulled,well you know what he pulled out. I didn't freak but how he was sitting it was nearly down to his knee and it was soft. Course I knew all about animals hardons but hadn't seen a man's hard or soft. "Do you get it now?" Yes. "Go on then show me now" I stood up and lifted my hem and showed him. "Take your knickers off for christ sake,show me what Gyp done" Only if you tell me what was wrong with Gyp. "Nothing it was just your mother needed help to hold him. Hold him? "You know to stop him pulling" Why? "because she was going to get and he waggled his huge cock a bit"

 That one? "Yeah,after" The penny dropped then. My mum fucked Gyp to get Charlie to fuck her. I should have freaked I know but I was totally enthralled. Is that why you want to see Gyp lick me? Bold as brass Charlie replied, "If that's what you're after" My guts went over and over,I'm a virgin then and he not only wants to see me licked he is prepared to try and stuff that lot up me. He's absolutely mad. None the less I've sat with my legs up and facing him and Gyp is helping himself to me.

 Meanwhile I'm watching his prick grow as he watches me beginning to go towards an orgasm. " I reckon you aught to let your dog break you in he's not as big as me,you are a virgin I suppose?" Course who would have done me? I'll tell you what,I'll stop him putting his knot up you,your mother was okay with it but it wont be fair on a virgin first time. You seem to know all about this stuff. "That's why the widows fuss over me,I understand their needs and keep my mouth shut,I put your mother on to how she could resolve her needs.

 Don't you ever let on I've told you,she was absolutely shocked with what I told her to do but she done it all the same. Then when I told her I'd help her with letting her fuck him instead of just being licked she freaked,so I pulled this out like I just did to you and she changed her mind on the understanding, I'd give her this if she let me help her fuck Gyp. This was my ma and he was so matter of fact my face was burning but my cunt was throbbing with excitement.

 I lay gasping as he turned me over then he gently lifted Gyp up on my back and I yelped as he broke me in but fuck the heat was unbelievable and I was sold on dog cock from then on. He forced half his brute up me but instead of being pissy he said we'll get there in a couple of weeks. I was determined to take all of him and the rest is history. We married cause my mother died and he goes home twice a year and spends many happy hours with the widows still left and their dogs. They all got one.

 By this time I was masterbating and so was Sandy,re-focusing now on looking out of my window,the four idiots had got on the back of their bosses roof and were watching us do ourselves. Stupidly I whispered to Sandy they're watching,she just went at it harder and so did I,I was thrilling like hell from her yarn and being watched while watching Sandy do her's likewise her watching me. As we came down from our mutual orgasm she said, "keep our pussy's out for them,where's Bruce?" Bruce came from behind us and started licking Sandy's. "Now her's as she pushed his nose towards mine, to which Bruce done his excellent best.

 That'll fix 'um.