pan style="mso-spacerun: yes">  This is a sequel to “Summer At Uncle Rob’s”,  posted 3/10/03. 

                                    

Very brief synopsis of earlier story:  Tom is 15, visiting with his family at his Uncle Rob’s farm in Indiana.  Tom has spent the morning enjoying sex with Rob’s lovely  and horny 17-year-old twin daughters, Judy and Janie, at the secluded north meadow on the farm, and they have just completed a very eventful nude horseback ride to the swimming hole.

          

When they reached the swimming hole, Janie dismounted slowly and gingerly, as though she were sore and stiff.  The saddle was still slippery with her cream.  “You’re gonna have to try it, Jude.  I mean, sex is good just about any time, but sex on horseback…  I just can’t describe it.  I’d swear his tool was hitting my tonsils.” 

                

“Oh, you can bet on it,” Judy replied.  “Wouldn’t miss it for anything, but maybe not today.  We’ll save something for tomorrow.  Y’know, though, you had Dusk going at a canter.  I think I’ll try it at a gallop.”

             

“Don’t do it, babe.  He’ll split you in two.” 

                 

“Helluva buzz, though,” Judy laughed. 

                

Janie looked over at Tom and glanced down.  “God, is that thing hard all of the time?” she asked him.

                 

He grinned.  “Well, maybe not all of the time, but it sure is when I’m standing in front of two luscious naked babes.”

                  

Janie grinned, too.  “That’s the right answer, bub.  C’mere.”  But she walked over to him instead, took his shoulders, and gave him a kiss that caused his cock to wiggle.  “That’s ‘thank you’ from Judy and me.  Who’s ready for a swim?” 

               

“I am,” said Janie, “what about you, Tom?”

                

“I’m sorta tuckered out, ladies.  I think I’ll just rest and watch you two for a while,” he answered.  He looked around.  The swimming hole looked too perfect to exist, like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting.  It was crystal clear, large enough for some serious swimming, and appeared plenty deep enough for diving.  And a tall rock on the other side was apparently used for just that purpose.  In addition, it had two huge trees overhanging it to jump from, along with the usual rope swing.  He didn’t know such a place existed outside the movies.

                  

“OK, suit yourself,” Judy answered.  She and Janie climbed the rock.  Janie took a mighty leap into the water, but Judy was more artistic, doing a neat swan dive.  They both swam around a bit, laughing and teasing, trying to dunk each other, and both climbed out a few times and dived from the rock or jumped off a branch of the tree.  Finally they had had enough, and came out to rest together on the soft grass. 

                       

After a while, Janie leaned over, put her arm around Judy, and gave her a gentle kiss.  Judy closed her eyes and accepted, hugging Janie back.  A second kiss lingered, and Judy moved her hand up to stroke Janie’s breast and play with the nipple, pulling Janie closer and returning the kiss with more enthusiasm.  Their hands began to roam, touching and stroking and caressing, and they were obviously becoming more excited each moment.  

                           

Tom had never seen two girls make love before, and he was entranced and greatly excited by it.  His dick had gotten even harder, and though he really didn’t want to cum right at the moment, he couldn’t keep his hand off it, squeezing and moving with a very slow up and down motion.

                            

By this time, the girls were actively playing with each other’s bodies.  Their kisses had become deep and passionate and Janie was moving a finger slowly in and out of Judy’s vagina.  Judy was still playing with Janie’s tits, but had closed her eyes and obviously had become very aroused. 

                    

Janie moved between Judy’s legs.  At first she didn’t touch Judy further, just putting her face close to Judy’s pussy and savoring the wonderful scent of aroused girl.  She inhaled deeply several times, and it seemed to turn her on more than anything that had yet happened.  Finally she reached out with her tongue, almost cautiously, and tasted the area between Judy ’s nether lips.  They both jerked as if by electrical shock and Judy moaned and quivered.  Janie moved forward and began lightly touching every part of Judy’s cunt with her tongue, exploring here and there, touching her clitoris, sliding through the slit, giving it a very slobbery French kiss, pushing it into Janie’s vagina, and then slipping a finger into Judy’s asshole.  Judy jumped, but did not complain, and Janie began moving it in and out, sometimes pushing deeply inside to stimulate her further. 

                            

Tom had moved close, to watch and to enjoy some of that wonderful girl-smell himself.  He was trying very hard not to masturbate, but his fist was moving up and down in spite of anything he could do.  He couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss Judy as she enjoyed the lovely things that Janie was doing, and Judy enveloped his mouth and responded happily. 

                   

Janie had moved to Judy’s clit and was clearly pushing her toward orgasm.  She had left the asshole and now she was rapidly moving two fingers in and out of Judy’s pussy, finger-fucking her as strongly as she possibly could while biting and sucking on her clit.  Judy’s breathing was quick and ragged and she was bucking as if on a wild horse. 

                  

Finally the dam broke and she screamed as if tortured, raising her pussy as high as it would go, over and over again.  It was more than Tom could take.  He was leaning over Judy to kiss her again when his cum boiled out, one spurt after another, landing mostly on her tits and stomach, but decorating her face also.  Over and over it spurted, and when it was finally done he leaned down, gave her another deep kiss, then licked the semen from her face. 

                 

Janie, meanwhile, was giving herself a hard finger-fuck, and in another minute or so she also enjoyed a powerful orgasm.  She had worked very hard to give Judy pleasure, and Tom leaned over and gave her a deep kiss also.  Then the three of them collapsed on the grass in a jumble of naked bodies and soggy genitals.

                        

“God,” Tom finally gasped.  “Do you girls do that often?” 

                               

For a moment it seemed that no one was going to answer.  He eventually realized that both girls were so spent that they could hardly speak.  Finally Janie ventured, “Not that way, bud.  Sure, we’ve made love before, lots of times, but it was never like this.  I dunno whether it’s the weather or the time of month or what, but that was a doozy.  Maybe it was a beautiful stud standing over us with his cock standing out for inspiration.  I’m not sure I could take ‘em like that very often, anyway.”

                    

Shadow had become interested, too, and had wandered over to sniff at Janie’s very fragrant pussy.  She started to draw away, then realized that he meant no harm and let him sniff.  It was Judy who noticed.  “My god, Janie-babe, look at Shadow’s cock!”  It had left its sheath and was standing outward a foot and more. 

                            

“Wow, how would a thing like that feel inside you?” Janie said.

                                            

“You’d never live through it,” Judy ventured, “but it’d be a helluva way to die.  “Hey Tom, ever see a horse shoot his load?”  Tom hadn’t, of course, being a city boy.  And for that matter, neither had most farm dwellers, unless they were breeders or horny teens like these.  Judy slid up under the horse and began to touch its cock.  The huge member twitched a bit and grew even larger.  Judy began to masturbate it, moving back and forth with long strokes befitting its size.  Janie did her part by staying where she was and letting Shadow continue to smell her pussy.

                           

And Tom?  Perhaps they were right about his cock, because it began to get hard yet again as he watched the action.  He looked down at Judy’s sweaty naked body, and it stood straight up again.  In spite of all that had happened, he still wasn’t totally sure of himself, and as he moved toward Judy, he looked at her for approval.  She was very busy, but she gave him a small nod of assurance and went back to working Shadow’s cock. 

                        

He knelt between her legs and slipped his cock home and again felt that lovely hot female flesh around his dick.  He almost felt that he could cum right then, but paused a moment to calm himself and slipped into the same rhythm that she was using on Shadow’s cock.  It seemed to please her, and as he began to pump her more vigorously, she did the same to Shadow.  Eventually he was banging her pussy as hard as he could and she was pumping Shadow so hard it must have hurt him. 

                           

And suddenly Shadow let fly, but his ejaculation was nothing like a man’s.  No, it was a gushing torrent.  Janie was lying in front of the horse, but even that was close enough to be splashed by his semen.  Gleefully, she cupped her hands, gathered some of it in, and licked it from her hands.  Spurt after copious spurt came forth, then Tom joined him, filling Judy’s pussy with a release that a girl could tolerate.  She continued to buck against him until all was quiet again.

                            

Again they all fell back into the soft grass, exhausted.  “OK,” Tom finally gasped.  “I think I’m ready for that swim now.”

                                

The swimming hole was every bit as nice as it looked.  They all swam and dived, chased each other, exchanged some intimate touching, dunked each other, yelled, and otherwise did everything one could expect of three young people at a swimming hole.  Tom couldn’t remember ever enjoying a swim so much.

                                 

Janie decided to swim some laps, but Judy and Tom decided that they had had enough for the moment and climbed out of the pond.  They moved over to the grass and lay down for a little while, resting and exchanging a few intimate touches, then Judy stood up and went over to one of the trees.  Tom thought she would jump back in or use the rope swing, but instead she moved over to a low limb hanging over the grass, sat down, then leaned back to hang by her knees.  This put her pussy right at eye level, open and inviting, and Tom knew an invitation when he saw one. 

                      

He also remembered that he hadn’t tasted Judy yet, so he moved over to join her, his cock becoming firmer with every step.  He stood and admired her cunt.  Her knees were a couple of feet apart, so her pussy was spread wide and he could even see the bright pink flesh inside.  He had an idea, and began stroking her body.  Very lightly, almost tickling, he touched everywhere but her pussy.  As he did so, he began blowing gently on her cunt.  Lower legs and feet, outside and back of her thighs (but not inside yet), the luscious globes of her ass, her back, each part received attention.  She was gasping, understanding and appreciating what he was doing, but becoming very aroused.  He stroked that wonderful curve that women have between the chest and hips, once, twice, a third time.  God, do girls even know how sexy that curve is?  His cock became even harder as he did that.  He stroked down her chest, circling but not touching her tits, caressing her neck, inside her upper arms, inside the elbows.  Lightly, just touching, still blowing on her pussy.  

                         

She was trembling, wishing her would touch her pussy and yet frantically enjoying the stimulation and anticipation.  He let his hands brush her breasts, circling them, caressing the nipples but not stopping, continuing the journey.  Her breathing was now raw gasps, a desperate hunger for fulfillment, and her body was twitching uncontrollably.  “Ogod, Tom, that feels so good, so good, ogod, I’m on fire, but you’ve got to touch my pussy now.  Please?  It really needs it.  Please?”

                             

He knew that he was giving her sexual pleasure that he hadn’t known to exist, and he wanted to extend it as long as possible.  He moved his hands to her inner thighs, still stroking, mostly little circles, edging oh so slowly toward her cunt.  When he finally reached it he caressed her outer lips, still blowing, teasing his way to the center.  Even in a hanging position she was trying hard to hump his hand.   As he reached her slit he lowered his head and kissed her cunt very gently, then once again, slipping his tongue up her slit.  She was so aroused that a small river of juice was running down, over her clit, across her stomach, even down past her tits.  He put out his tongue and licked from her waist all the way to her twat, sucking the sweet juice into his mouth.  God, how wonderful she tastes. If she could bottle this she would make millions.  Hmm, a little different from Janie, though, just a little spicier, I think.  Guess they aren’t totally identical after all. 

                                 

He continued licking  up to her clitoris, stopping there to flick it gently a few times, pushing it this way and that, then sucking hard, the way she had him do Janie.  She jumped so hard that she almost fell, and he had to steady her.  She was panting uncontrollably.  “Ogod, Tom, suck hard, hard.  Pinch my nipples.”  He pinched both at once.  “No, harder.”  He pinched harder, twisting a little.  “Goddamit, pinch my fucking nipples!” she yelled.  “HARD!  Hurt me!  HURT ME!”  He pinched as hard as he could, and she launched into the most intense orgasm that any of them had yet had.  Screaming.  “Aiee, do it!  Ogod, I can’t stand it!  Suck, Tom!  Do it!  C‘mon, twist my nipples!”  More of this.  He had to stop pinching her nipples to hold her on the limb.  She was totally out of control, bucking and jumping about.  And an impossible thing happened.  He came.  He came without being touched at all, just by being an intimate part of her crashing orgasm.  By this time his mouth was buried between her legs, sucking as hard as he could.  He spurted and spurted, mostly hitting her breasts and neck, but dripping some onto her face, too.  She didn’t seem to notice.

                             

She bucked and bucked, and he thought she would never finish.  Still screaming.  Janie rushed out of the pond and ran over, just as Tom lifted her down from the limb and laid her gently on the grass.  She seemed almost insane, still twitching and humping her pussy, but gradually calmed down and eventually lay quietly on the grass, as spent as though she had run a marathon. 

                                   

“Judy, honey, are you OK?” Janie asked worriedly.  She stroked Judy’s brow and hair gently, hoping to calm her.  Tom didn’t know what to do, but he held her hand. 

                                     

She lay that way a long time with her eyes closed, almost seeming to sleep.  Finally she sighed deeply and murmured, “Yeah, I’m OK.”  Deep sigh.  “I’m OK.”  Long pause.  “Janie, sweetheart, I hope you have an orgasm that way someday.  It can’t happen often; I think it’s almost impossible.  He hit just the right combination and my body went berserk.  Every nerve fired and I saw stars and had no more control than an epileptic.  I was a sex machine.  Nothing existed but that orgasm.”  She quivered again.  “Ogod.  Tom, I will never be able to thank you enough for that.  I may never have another one like it.” 

                            

They lay beside her, still stroking her and loving her as she continued to come down from the overwhelming experience, lying quietly a long while.  “Let’s clean her up, Tom,” Janie told him.  They both leaned over her and began licking the globs of cum that Tom had deposited, still caressing her.  Tom was surprised that his semen actually tasted pretty good.  When they finished, Janie leaned over and kissed Tom hard, sharing the cum that they had licked from Judy’s lovely body.

                               

Judy seemed almost back to normal.  “Quick dip to wash off the sweat and cum?” she suggested.  They all ran to the pond and spent a few minutes playfully washing each other, joking and doing their usual intimate touching.          

                       

As they were climbing out they heard horse hooves.  “Huh, now who could that be?” asked Janie.

“Gotta be Brad,” Judy answered.  “None of the adults ever come up here, and he’s the only one of our friends who ever comes uninvited.”  She turned to Tom.  “You’ll like Brad,” she told him.  “Really nice guy, funny and interesting, one of our favorite studs, and he has one certain quality that Janie and I especially like.” 

                        

“What’s that?”  Tom asked.

                                   

“Um, I believe we’ll just let you find out for yourself.  You’ll recognize it, I think.”

                               

And about that time Brad’s horse came around the trees, with Brad sporting a great big smile.  “Hiya ladies,” he said.  “Thought I heard some boisterous behavior here and thought I’d come take a look.”  He looked back and forth, from one girl to the other and smiled more broadly.  “And I’m glad I did.  You seem to be dressed rather informally today.”

                               

Judy grinned.  “Yeah, and you do know about dressing informally, if I remember correctly.  Hey Brad, this is our cousin Tom.  You remember I told you he would be visiting.” 

                           

Brad dismounted and walked over to Tom.  “Welcome, Tom.  Hope these two hot bitches aren’t wearing you out too badly.” 

                   

Tom was a bit self-conscious, being naked around a stranger, but no one else seemed to think it unusual, so he ignored it and grinned.  “Well, they’ve kept me busy, I admit that.”

                          

“Hey Jude, looks to me like our pal Brad has a problem.  Do you see a problem?”

                        

“Yep, looks like a problem to me.  He seems to have an embarrassing lump in his shorts.”

                        

“Just what I thought.  Nothing worse than lumpy shorts.  Anything we could do about that?”

                          

“Well, just a thought, but if he were to take off his shorts, he wouldn’t have an embarrassing lump anymore.  Whatcha think, Brad?”

                    

Brad was grinning broadly.  Apparently this was a little game they played sometimes.  “Well, you know how modest I am.  I may need help.”

                    

It didn’t matter.  Janie and Judy had already descended upon him and removed his shirt and shorts.  And when the shorts came off, Tom gasped.  He had never seen a penis that size, even in porn pictures.  Jeez, that thing’s gotta be more than nine inches, and it’s not even hard yet!  Godonlyknows how big it’s gonna be when it’s really stiff.   

                         

Janie looked over at him.  “Whaddya think, Tom?  Isn’t that one beautiful tool?  Brad actually does try to modest about it, but it really gets the attention.”

                         

Janie gave Judy a questioning look.  “Judybabe?”

                  

“Jesus, go for it.  I can’t move.  Tom and I will just watch and enjoy.  I think we’ve tuckered him out for now anyway, and I know I’m tuckered.”                         

                   

Jamie knelt down in front of Brad and began to inspect his cock.  Not really doing much with it, she moved it side to side, up and down, looking closely as if to see if it had any new freckles or anything.  She kissed the head lightly, then went to his balls and did the same, moving them back and forth, squinting closely at them, finally kissing each one gently in turn.  With even this gentle attention, his dick was swelling more and more, standing up proud and tall, begging for more attention.

                          

Tom couldn’t take his eyes off it, either.  As far as he knew, he didn’t have any gay tendencies, but still, the thing was really impressive.  He’d always thought he had a pretty decent cock but compared to that… 

                     

Judy recognized the expression on his face.  “Hey stud, don’t worry,” she whispered.  “No girl in her right mind would want that log as a steady diet.  It’s just nice for an occasional adventure.”  She reached over and lifted his mostly soft tool.  “On the other hand, this could keep her happy night and day for a long time.”  She leaned over and kissed him, very softly at first, then a bit more firmly, still gently massaging his cock.  He put his arm around her and held her close as they lay back on the grass.  She obviously didn’t need any more sex at the moment, and neither did he, but the kisses were sweet and relaxing and she sighed as he gently played with her nipples.  They turned to watch Janie and Brad.   

                         

 Janie was kissing and licking now, massaging his balls and leaving slobbery trails all over his huge shaft.  She reached the head and licked off a sizeable drop of pre-cum, closing her eyes and savoring the taste.  Brad’s eyes were also closed as he enjoyed the attention of this lovely and enthusiastic female.  Janie sipped at it a while, licking and feeling its texture with her tongue, absorbing the taste, moving her fingers up and down his shaft.  His occasional quick breaths were evidence of her skill. 

                                     

 Brad opened his eyes and stroked her blond hair.  “Hey beautiful,” he said softly, “can I do you, too?”  Janie looked up at him, back down at his cock, gave it one more hard suck, then lay back onto the grass.  He lay down beside her and she moved over him in 69 position.  Her pussy was wet and fragrant, and he grinned as he approached it, inhaling the rich scent.  “God, you smell wonderful, babydoll, and I know you taste just as good,” he whispered, then settled into kissing and licking and sucking, slipping a finger into her for further entertainment.  Janie trembled as she resumed her own sucking.

              

After a few minutes of this, she told him breathlessly, “OK bud, I think I’m ready, but take it easy, all right?  Gimme time to adjust.”  Brad didn’t need to be told; every girl needed him to go slowly.  He turned her over gently and rubbed a generous amount of saliva on his cock to help with penetration.  As he placed the head against her cunt he rubbed it back and forth several times to let her juice help further.  Then he began to push, slipping it in, out a little, and in further, allowing her vagina time to expand.  Her mouth opened in a silent scream, but she urged him on.  Soon he had it in as far as it would go and began to pump slowly, milking his cock in her pussy.  The look on her face said that it was a strain, but worth the effort.  She was obviously enjoying it.   

                    

Eventually he began to pick up the pace and they both began breathe harder as they pushed toward their climax.  “Uh, uh, goddamn, almost there.  C’mon, do it,” she told him.  He was no longer being gentle, pounding her with his huge rod as she pushed back against him.  There was a faint slosh sound every time he pushed in, and she was growing more and more frantic.  “Now!  Now!  Push, dammit!”  He pushed hard, knowing that he was bumping against her cervix.  “O Goddddddddddd!” she wailed as she hit her peak.  “Oooooo!”  Brad pounded a few more times, then he, too, straightened and trembled and shot his load, over and over again.  Tom and Judy could see the cum squishing out from around his cock, and finally he finished, kissed her tenderly, and rolled over beside her.

                        

They lay back, gasping and spent, looking up at the sky.  No one spoke for a long time.  “Whew!” Janie finally said.  “Was that fun or what?  I think my ovaries are in my throat now.  Do I look different?”

                      

“You look freshly and thoroughly fucked,” Judy told her.  “And I know what he can do.  It’s a good ride.”  She looked over at Brad, who was still lying with his eyes closed, and gently caressed his penis.  “My turn next time, big boy, and I’ll expect you to move my ovaries around a bit, too.”  She smiled and leaned over to kiss him. 

                            

He smiled back.  “My pleasure, darlin’.  Can’t wait.”

             

Judy sat up.  “Guys, you may not believe this, considering what a horny bitch I am, but I think I’ve had enough for a little while and I’m gettin’ hungry.  What say we ride back and see if it’s anywhere near dinnertime?”

                              

“Fine by me,” Tom told her.  “Uh Janie, wanna help me clean the pussy juice off my saddle?” 

                      

 

 

 

 

 

on my brother Derek, or his evil little plottings to pay off his gambling debts with a little bartering. He traded me for a tidy sum he'd lost at a card game. I didn't know at the time, of course, that Daddy was in full agreement with the plan, or that Derek would never have dared set it up without permission. No, that day, I thought my brother had just gotten completely out of hand.

The school day was over, and I'd been to the girls bathroom to readjust the strap that held the dildo in place so I could walk home. It made me walk just a little bowlegged, but it still felt good. Apparently I'd been longer than I thought because the hallways were empty of kids. I headed down to the second floor and just as I was walking past the doors that led to the swimming pool area and the locker rooms, my brother Derek jumped out in front of me. I was startled, and he laughed. "What's the matter, slut? Spent too long diddling yourself in the loo?"

"Oh, shut up," i said, thinking that the rules were only for when we were at home. But he got angry instantly.

"Don't you talk back to me, bitch. Now get your ass in here." He grabbed my arm and dragged me into the boys locker room. "My cock's hard," he said. "Strip off and get on your knees."

"Not here," I protested. "Someone might come in."

"Like I care," he laughed. "You're a slut cocksucker, and I want my cock sucked. Now do it, or you'll be sorry."

I had become so accustomed to obeying, and my pussy so ready to be used, that I dropped my bookbag and quickly took off my shoes, socks, blouse, bra, and skirt. I wasn't allowed to wear panties at all anymore. So all I had was the strap of the dildo around my waist and between my legs. Derek scooped up my clothes and tossed them into a locker, and shut it.

"What are you waiting for, bitch? Suck my cock." I assumed the proper position in front of him, on my knees, though the linoleum was hard and cold. He was good and hard, and once I'd freed his cock, I immediately wrapped my lips around it. I was nervous, listening for the sound of anyone, and trying to get him off quickly so we could get out of there.

"You like my dick in your mouth, don't you?" he asked.

"Yes,"  I mumbled, slurping away, licking and stroking.

"And you like getting your twat stuffed full of cock?"

"Yes," I nodded, dropping one hand to my clit.

"Good, because you're going to be plenty of that." He grabbed my head between his hands, and suddenly I felt another pair of hands cup my tits. I yelped and tried to back away, but Derek held me tight, his cock buried in my mouth. "Don't even think of disobeying me," he hissed. "We're gonna have some fun with you, the kind of fun whores like you really like."

A voice behind me said, "Oh, man, this bitch is hot. But she don't need a dildo up her twat when she can have the real thing." The strap was unbuckled and the rubber dong yanked out. Instantly I felt the bulbous head of a cock pressed against my cunt lips.

"Remember guys, not in the ass. My dad wants her ass all to himself."

"No problem, man. I'll poke this tight little slit." The cock slid into me, hard and fast, forcing me down onto Derek's dick until it almost choked me. Until that moment, only my stepfather and brother had had me, and not at the same time, always separately, though they usually watched the other one doing me.

Derek fucked my mouth like a facial pussy, and emptied his load on my lips and tits. The one behind me pulled out and said, "bend her over something so I can get in deep." Then to my horror, there was yet another voice. "The weight bench. I'll sit on it so she can suck me off while you fuck her pussy." I looked up to see that there were indeed two other boys, one black guy who was a senior, and good old Craig, the one who'd tried to feel me up before.  His was the cock that had already been in me. "I didn't get your cherry," he smirked. "Derek tells me your Daddy got first crack at that tight slit. But I was right about you, wasn't I? And I don't have to date you, just fuck you."

They shoved me over to the weight bench, yanking my tits as they went, and the black guy, Gary, straddled it, his enormous shining black dick pointing straight up. He waved it in his hand. "Ever had any black meat, bitch?" he asked. "Your brother says you're not a bad little cocksucker. Now prove it."

I started to back away from the monster dick, but Craig shoved me face down and spread my legs. Gary grabbed the back of my head and forced my lips down onto the head of his cock. It barely fit between my lips. "Start sucking, bitch, or we'll have to collect from your brother Derek after all."

Derek laughed. "Don't worry guys. The little slut's easily worth the 50 quid I owe you. FUck her slut brains out." And they did. I was filled with hard meat, shoved in and out relentlessly. Craig roughly yanked at my tits, complaining they were too small, but Derek said who cared as long as my cunt was wet and my mouth hot.

When they were both about to cum, Derek told me to flip over on the bench on my back and they all jacked off on my face, tits and pussy. "Man, this is good," said Gary. "Really nice. My old lady'd kill me if I tried this with her. Too stuck up."

"Can't help it if you're pussy-whipped, " said Derek. "You gotta find the right kind of bitch, the ones who want it bad. Now my Dad says that's the best kind, though a few of his friends prefer a nice rape for a change. But watch this." He slapped my tits. " Hey, slut. Rub that cum in all over you. Frig your pussy and rub it with all that nice hot cum."

I was so hot by then, I didn't care that I was being used by complete strangers. I was completely lost in the sensation of my own orgasms, digging my fingers into my wet snatch . . . until a voice rang out in the locker room. "What the hell is going on here?" To my utter shock, it was the boys gym teacher, a big tough man who ran the sports department with an iron fist.

But the three boys weren't the least bit embarrassed. "Hey, coach," said Derek. "No big deal. Linda here's the school slut, hot little piece of ass, puts out for the money. How about a freebie, on us. Our treat. You want some of that. She's really tight. I know, she's my sister. And my dad shags her too. Bitch can't get enough cock so I brought over here so Gary and Craig could do her."

"how old is she," asked the coach suspiciously.

"Old enough to suck cock like a pro whore," said Derek. "Try her out."

The coach looked at me lying there on the weight bench, my legs splayed open and my body covered with cum. I could see his cock tenting up his gym shorts. He looked around as if to make sure no one else was nearby. Then he came and stood over me. "You a slut like they say? Can't get enough cock up that hot box?"

Derek gave me the look that said I'd better give the right answer. "Yes, sir. I'm a slut and I'd be grateful if you'd fuck me."

The coach laughed out loud and straddled the bench, opened the fly of his shorts and whipped out a large, fat prick, already glistening at the tip. "Well, first we'll see how you suck a man's dick, and then I'll shove it right up your tight fuckhole."

He didn't stay in my mouth long. He was apparently anxious to get to the main attraction. He stepped back. "Open her up boys, spread her legs really wide and raise her pussy up so I can get at it real easy."

They eagerly obeyed, lifting me completely  off the bench completely and spreading me until I thought my legs would cramp up.  He took about two seconds to rub his cockhead in my wet, slimy slit before shoving it in, hard, without stopping. "Now, I don't wanna do the work," he said. "You boys need a little workout so start shoving this little bitch back and forth on my dick." And he stood there, hands on his head, letting them fuck his cock . . . with my pussy. It was like being the opposite of a dildo. They were using me to masturbate their coach's prick. And the sheer humiliation of being a masturbation toy made me hotter than I’d ever been. Then the coach reached down and grabbed my hard nipples and yanked in rhythm with the fucking.

While they did that, they talked. The coach was obviously enjoying himself. "You say this is your sister," he asked Derek. "How you get her to spread her legs the first time?"

"My stepdad," he said. "He's a psychologist. Knows how to pick out the submissive little sluts every time. Married my mom, and now we both fuck her. Then Linda here he got started just a couple of months ago, and she's already a total cockslut. She's tight, isn't she?"

"Oh, yes. Nothing like the young stuff.," he said with a groan. Then he grabbed my hips and started to pick up the pace while the boys held up my torso. "I like this just fine. So your Dad rent her out?"

"You'd have to ask him," said Derek, and I was stunned by the answer which I was sure would have been "no." For that matter, I figured once I told my Dad about this, he'd kill Derek.  "But maybe eventually. In the meantime, if you wanna have a little fun with my mom, she's really submissive, takes any size cock in any hole, and likes a little titty abuse, know what I mean."

"I like it doggie style with a really big-titted bitch," said the coach.  "I think you're going to get an "A" in phys ed, Derek. Now put her down so I can shoot this in her pretty little mouth."

Derek eyed me and said, "Open wide, slut  .   . . get it all, just like Dad taught you."

The coach seemed to cum forever, squeezing out every drop for me to swallow.  Then he wiped his dick on my face. "you know," he said, turning to Derek. "You don't suppose this little bitch needs a shower."

I knew I did, covered with the cum of four different men, so I couldn't figure out why that was funny when they all laughed. "Sure," said Derek. "Shower room's the perfect place." I soon found the humor in it for the guys. They told me to lie down on the cold tile floor and suddenly I was looking up at four dangling cocks. They aimed their weapons at my pussy. "Now," said Derek, "you start frigging that slutty little pussy and you'd better come by the time we're done. I still wasn't clear, but my hands flew to my cunt, because I still hadn't gotten off again, not completely. Imagine my surprise when four jets of hot pee poured over my slit. "Keep going," warned Derek when he saw I was about to protest. "You get yourself off, bitch, while we relieve ourselves. "To my deep embarrassment, I did just that. The hot streams slamming against my wide open, puffy cunt lips, my clit, the humiliation of being pissed on, it was the biggest orgasm I'd ever had. My whole body shuddered with pleasure, out of control pleasure.

They watched me writhing around, moaning, and finally turned the shower on to rinse me off. Then they sat on a bench and watched as I toweled off. Finally Derek retrieved my clothes and of course made me reinsert the dildo and strap it in firmly while they watched. The coach shook his head in amazement. "I gotta have me some more of that," he said.

"I'll ask my Dad."

"He's gonna kill you for this," I whispered to Derek, but he sneered at me. "I don't think so. Whose idea do you suppose this was?"

Later that night, when Dad called me down to this study for his evening cocksucking, he told me had a surprise for me, something he wanted to watch on video while I sucked him off. But first he put me on my hands and knees and inserted his cock into me from behind. Then he flicked on the TV and started the video. And, there I was . . . spread wide open and being banged by the high school gym coach . . . and again . . . masturbating myself under a golden shower. I was mortified, but my Dad leaned over as he fucked me and said, "I enjoyed it very much, watching on closed circuit, and recording it all with those security cameras. It was a delight to see you being used by your brother and his friends. And the coach of course.  And you enjoyed it too, didn't you, my hot little whore?

I had to admit, with Daddy's dick buried in my pussy, and the sights and sounds of my gangbanging in the background, that I had indeed enjoyed it very much.

"I'll bet you don't even remember how many times you came, do you?"

"No, Daddy, I don't."

"There's no limit," he said. "And we're just getting started. Think about that, my little slut. Those boys had you for just 50 quid, the coach had you for free. But you were doing what you were born to do...service a man. That's what you are . . . a hot pussy, a talented cocksucking mouth, and a tight ass that Daddy's going to fuck very soon."

I heard the soft clink of metal and he dangled something in front of me. It was a leather dog collar with a metal ring on it. "You've earned this, my sweet slut, and pretty soon you're going to meet some of Daddy's friends. You'll wear this collar, and my leash. And you'll be the finest sex toy they've ever seen."

He fastened the collar around my neck, and then resumed his fucking. "Hmm, " he said, rewinding the video. "I really like that part where the boys just fuck you up and down on coach's big rod." He paused. "Objectifying is a lovely concept, don't you think?" He twisted my nipples. "You'll have to learn more about humiliation. There's an art to it. I wont be satisfied until you've fulfilled your potential. Which reminds me, you have an appointment with a friend of mine, a gynecologist. It's time you had a checkup, and he'll give you a very special sort of exam, not the kind your average girl gets. You see, Linda, we have to keep raising the bar. Now turn around and swallow my cock while I enjoy the rest of this show."

I lovingly took his thick shaft deep into my mouth, into my throat, wanting to serve him, be his forever. And I'd do anything he asked, no matter how humiliating, because I'd discovered that was my turn-on...being Daddy's slut.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

s pretty freakin' drunk though so that makes me think he might have been joking. He BETTER not have been.

Anyway, supposedly, my stepdad and my mom, at dinner time, will tell me that my real birthday gift will be the opportunity to have sex with my choice of three different women. It's supposed to go like this. The first day, should I choose sex on THAT day, will be my opportunity to boink Bethany. She is a girl I just happen to know because she just so happens to be my freakin sister! Anyhow, on the second day, if I didn't elect to bang my sister I could have sex with Anita. And who is Anita? Well, you might have guessed that she is my mother! And finally on the third day, if I had held out, I could then have my way with the lady that lives two doors down who is married and is a friend of Michael's and just so happens to be the hottest MILF in my whole neighborhood (in my opinion). Needless to say I really like that last part!

When I heard this I acted all shocked but really I was just fascinated. But how could my sister be in on it? I thought this sounded too peculiar until I REALLY thought about it - I mean, it's basically all I CAN think about these days. Well, it's like this - my sister has been acting differently towards me lately. And by lately, I mean the last couple months. She is always inviting me to stay over at her house which is like an hour away. She never invites my brother who lives with me. Why we should do that? Why would she just invite me? I even asked her that once and her reply was simply hesitation and then "Why?, has he said anything?" And then another time, me and my sister and some family members were talking during Thanksgiving dinner about how famous people are always good looking. And what I said was that I don't think that most of these actresses and singers look that much better than average people. But I clarified, "I'm not saying that Britney Spears doesn't look good. What I'm saying is that average people DO look good." Anyway, later on, my sister, when no one else was really listening, said to me that she's glad that I felt that way about "average people". The way she put it was, "So that means that you would think that even I look pretty hot." And she smiled at me. To me that comment was so out of place and suggestive. I mean she said that last bit to me well after that topic of conversation had died already. And another thing, somehow my sister and I these days always wind up on the topic of sex. Always. Mere coincidence? I starting to kinda hope not.

Every day, I get more and more jittery. My birthday is on the tenth of January. True or not, I have been fantasizing like crazy about this. And I can't decide which of these "three paths" I want. My sister is cute. She is 24 and has a nice thin body. To fuck my mother would be amazing! And the lady down the street is sooo hot. But I would have to wait two days and pass up the opportunity with my sister and mom in order to screw her. But maybe her husband will watch! And better yet, maybe I should purposely pass up my sister and maybe my mother too because if they're in on this right now then maybe they won't mind putting it off until a later day. I don't know.

If anyone responds, please let me know which path YOU would take. Until then I will continue to have sleepless nights wanking myself and thinking about all the possibilities.

                                                 

 

 For as long as I could remember Daddy had come to my room in the night to play “our game.” He would remove my nightgown and run his hands all over my naked body while telling me how much he loved me. He would have me tug on the rod between his legs and than suck it till he squirted his white juice all over me. He said it was our secret, a special way people show they love each other. I knew that was true because I saw Momma do it with Daddy. Sometimes my younger brother Steven would hide in the closet and watch.

 I remember the first time I saw Momma do it with Daddy; it was after they had a big fight. She told him she loved him and said she was sorry, he asked how much and she fell to her knees in front of him opened his pants and pulled them down so she could suck his rod. All she kept saying was “See how much I love you! Cum for me baby!” Daddy kept groaning and muttering, “Oh, yeah Baby! I love it!” True I didn’t have Momma’s boobs or her long hair but that didn’t seem to bother Daddy. I guess I surprised him the first time he got mad at me and I made him happy the same way Momma had.

 I remember one night after Momma put us to bed I could hear them fighting downstairs. Steven climbed into bed with me to hold me because he was scared. I told him not to worry because Momma knew how to make everything all right. Sure enough after a while it got quiet and I climbed out of bed and crept to the top of the stairs to peek through the railing. I could see Momma’s clothes on the floor beside her and she was kneeling in front of Daddy sucking his thing. He kept moaning and saying how good she made him feel while pulling her head against his crotch. Momma laughed and sat on the floor tapping the area between her legs as she spread them wide saying, “Why don’t you put that where it belongs? I need it bad.” I watched in fascination as Daddy lifted her legs and stuck his pole in her pee hole. Momma laughed and squealed in delight as he did so telling him how good it made her feel after all that was what it was made for.

 I wondered why Daddy had never played this game with me and determined to have him do so. I wanted to have fun too. The next time Daddy came to my room we played, as before, but this time instead of sucking him until he sprayed his cream on me I stopped just as the head of his pole began to swell. I lay back on the bed spreading my legs wide and rubbing my crotch, as Momma had, and begged him to, “Stick it in me!” Daddy hesitated and stared down at my virgin snatch rubbing his pole and saying, “Baby are you sure?” I smiled my best smile and asked, “It’s what it’s made for isn’t it?” Daddy nodded his head and flashed the biggest smile ever as he stepped between my legs and nested his pole against my pee hole. Momma had squealed in happiness when Daddy put his pole in her so I knew it must have felt good. From the start it felt different his pole was stretching my pee hole as he poked it in. I tried to be brave but it made me uncomfortable than on one push I felt it bounce off something that drew a surprised yelp from me, “ Daddy it stings! Please make it stop!” I cried out. “ Shh, Baby it’ll only sting for a minute than it’ll feel great. I promise!” I nodded my head and he pulled his pole back a little easing the stinging sensation. His hands grasped my hips as he drove his hips forward while pulling me toward him. This time when I felt his rod drive into me it hit that thing again but this time I felt it pop and a warming sensation deep within my body filled me as his pole drove into me. I bit my lips and gasped as his hairy crotch scratched against my hairless one. He paused his pole now seated deep within my body, bent and kissed my face and told me how wonderful I felt. The new warming sensation deep within me spread from my stomach to my fingers and toes as I realized Daddy and I were now one. Momma was right this feeling was unlike any I had ever experienced. I had always felt alone, isolated even in a family as big as ours but now I was a part of someone else and they were a part of me. Daddy slowly began to withdraw his pole and I sank my ankles on his hips to pull him back in. He drove his rod back in me and I began to experience new feelings of warmth and a need for him to do it again as a knot began to emerge in the base of my stomach and a need for something else? “Daddy you feel so good please don’t stop, don’t ever stop.” I pleaded. I don’t know when Momma entered the room but her voice startled me as she hit Daddy on the back and yelled, “Robert, what are you doing?” When she hit him it triggered something and I felt Daddy’s cream splash deep inside me and a feeling washed over me of joy and well-being even as Momma dragged him off me and out of the room. I could hear them arguing in the hallway as my hands sank to my crotch. Cream oozed from my pee hole and I ran my fingers across my gash finding it sent wonderful shivers through my body. I smiled and understood why Momma had said, “This is what it was made for.”

 I heard the door slam as Daddy left the house and Momma came back in my room to scoop me in her arms and hug me. She rocked me in her arms as she cried softly, she kept saying, “I’m so sorry.” After a time she carried me to the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water and gave me a bath. She scrubbed every inch of my body with a washcloth and cleaned me with harsh gentleness I had not seen in her before. As Momma was drying me she said, “ Baby, I promise this won’t happen again but you must promise never to tell anyone.”  This disappointed me but I nodded my agreement, as it seemed what she wanted. She smiled and put my pajamas back on and lay down on the bed next to me till I fell asleep. She would lay with me every night till I fell asleep, till that fateful night.

 Some weeks had passed since that night with Daddy and the house had grown oddly cold and silent. Momma never allowed any of us out of her sight when Daddy came home. She avoided any physical contact with him and would push him aside if he tried to touch her. They didn’t argue anymore, Momma would scowl at Daddy and he would storm off angry. Momma kept me busy with house cleaning and taking care of my brother’s and sister’s. It seemed the twin’s diapers were always dirty or someone was hungry and meals had to be made. My brother Stephen was always willing to help but his mobility restricted how much he could do. Momma reminded me, that on the shoulders of the oldest always fell the most responsibility. I rarely saw Daddy now and than only when others were around. He told me he missed me and loved me and would kiss my forehead.

 I awoke with a start to a room filled with smoke and went to the stair railing to look down at a living sea of flame below me. I could make out the silhouette of the twins crib bathed in flame. I heard the muffled whimpers of my brothers and sisters coming from the bedrooms behind me and rushed to their doorway to peer through the smoke into their room. Their beds were empty and they were nowhere to be seen; yet I could hear them. I got dizzy and found it hard to breathe as I felt my knees buckle beneath me and I slid to the floor in the hallway. Through the smoke filled haze of the hallway I could her my mother’s voice calling out to me and I choked out a reply gasping for air. Through my blurred vision I could make out the figure of an angel surrounded by fire rushing toward me. It scooped me up in its arms and carried me to the end of the hallway to throw me through the second story window. For a moment I had the sensation of flying, soaring through the air until my body struck the hard ground my leg twisted behind me. I heard the distinct crack of a tree limb breaking (my leg) and a warm feeling rushed through my body followed by a numbing cold. I couldn’t move my eyes stared up at a pillar of smoke rising from our home. I don’t know how much time passed before I saw a fiery figure soar out of the window I had just come through and soar through the air to fall atop me. The next thing I remember I was sitting with my back propped up against a tree in our backyard. Fireman scurried about the yard directing long streams of water toward our fire engulfed home. I heard a moan beside me and turned my heard to see the blackened figure of a woman (I could barely discern the scorched nipples on her breasts). She had no hair and her face was swollen beyond recognition. I looked down at her swollen fingers to see the glint of her gold wedding band.

 In the days and weeks that followed I remember only glimpses of my life as I drifted in and out of conscientiousness. I remember waking to the howls of pain my mother made as she fought for life, only to succumb to her injuries after three days. In the silence that followed the nurses were very kind to me as they turned me on my bed and bathed me. I would awake, now and then to see Daddy sitting by my bedside. The weeks turned into months as I struggled to cope with my injuries. Momma had broken my back when she fell on me and I had to learn how to walk again. The kindness of my caregivers gave me the strength and courage to heal. They inspired me to be like them. The day finally came for Daddy to take me home and I was happy to be with him as he was all the family I had left. He drove me to our new home and grandma, grandpa and my uncle were there to greet us. Daddy made it his personal goal to care for me and he helped me to dress, bathe and even go to the bathroom. In the quiet times I would see him sit in his chair and drink from a tall bottle. He was very sad. One day, after he had fallen asleep in his chair, I snuck into the room. I quietly took off my clothes and knelt before him (as Momma had) and parted his robe to see the object of his happiness. As gently as I could I licked it till it began to grow to a point where I could suck it. It took a bit but his rod soon grew to its full size at which time I nipped it. Daddy woke up with a start to see my face smiling up at him his rod firmly imbedded in my mouth. His hands gently grabbed the sides of my head as he moaned, “Oh, Baby! You know how to make Daddy feel so good!” He bent over to kiss the top of my head. I lay back on the floor one arm behind me to prop me as I spread my legs and planted my feet firmly on the floor. My other hand traveled to my crotch to rub it and spread its lips to expose my pee hole to Daddy. “Please Daddy! Stick me!” I begged as I flashed him my brightest smile. Daddy looked dazed as I said, “Its what it’s made for.” Daddy grunted and smiled as his robe dropped from his shoulders and he sank to the floor between my legs. He drove his rod into my welcoming pee hole and I groaned as his man meat completed me. Daddy took his time, teaching me new and different ways he could put his rod in me. I loved the feel of his hairy body against mine. I could feel his rod throb to the heartbeat of his excitement deep inside my body. The more he drove his rod in me the tenser my body became. I felt as though all my muscles were forming into one large knot. It became difficult to breathe and than Daddy’s knob grew larger inside me and I felt his hot creamy substance slam into me causing the knot to unravel and that wonderful sense of well being to wash over me. Daddy withdrew his rod and lay on the floor next to me wrapping me in his strong arms. We slept there locked in each other’s arms through the night. In the weeks that followed I took to sleeping in Daddy’s bed. He would leave early in the morning for work and I would get up and clean the house.

 One day while Daddy was at work Uncle Gene came to visit unexpectedly, I thought it was Daddy and greeted him naked with a beer. “Well what have we here?” he asked. “Daddy isn’t home,” I stammered. “Well isn’t that convenient,” he said as his face lit up with a smile.