Aaron was pretty familiar with his two cousins; Carly, age 15, and Megan, who just turned 13.  Both were a bit on the late blooming side.  He spent  a lot of time with them  when he was younger but had only visited them two or three times in the past three or four years.  They lived across state and as he grew, new friends and interests arose consuming much of his free time.  Now he was to live with them.  Their father, a pilot, was gone more than he was home.  The vast majority of the time, it was just Ashley, the mother, Carly, and Megan.  The three would have seemed excited to have a male around the house more often but under the circumstances, none of them thought much of it. 

Just a week after school let out, Carly and Megan were home to help Aaron with his luggage as Ashley held against her will, stayed in at work.  As the lead lawyer in her team to a major investment company, Ashley didn’t have much say in requesting days off in short notice. 

As Aaron sat on his bed thinking, Carly and Megan sat downstairs in the silent living room not knowing what to say.  Carly figured that she should at least do something to try to cheer Aaron up.  She walked upstairs inside the miniature mansion that it was, down the hall, and into Aaron’s new bedroom.  Aaron looked up at her in her skin tight blue jeans and spaghetti strap tank top with two extra straps folded over her shoulders harnessing her bra.  Carly sat down on the bed by Aaron and asked him how he was feeling.  Aaron replied with a cold, “guess.”  Carly leaned forward resting her elbows on her knees and said that she would listen to anything.  Aaron just peered over catching a glimpse down Carly’s shirt and loose bra to see the bare flesh of her small breasts.  He continued staring down, leaning right a little to see if he could see far enough down to the nipples.  Carly looked over, seeing Aaron jerk his head back to look at the floor. 

Carly would have never thought it; first, that Aaron would even find her body that interesting, and second that he could be thinking of something like that at a time like that.  Carly had a childish crush on Aaron since they were little kids.  She loved his personality and always thought he was cute, both physically and emotionally.  But now, she would be living with him.  Looking at him while being so serious made him look so mature, and how he didn’t cry or show much emotion portrayed to her, great strength, yet left her with tremendous amounts of pity.  Carly straightened back up and put her hands to her sides, one of them on Aarons leg, leaving just about four inches from the tip of her fingers to his penis, and pushed herself up.  She left the room telling him that if he needed anything at all, to just ask her.

That night, while everybody was asleep, Carly snuck into Megan’s room where they played their weekly truth or dare game.  Carly couldn’t stop thinking about how Aaron looked at her in the bedroom; she didn’t think she was that good looking.  The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to fantasize about doing something about it.  Megan picked dare.  Carly always loved when Megan picked dare because she would do anything she told her to.  Carly wasn’t paying attention to the game though; she was busy fantasizing about the look on Aarons face if she could act on his curiosity.  Unknowingly and instinctively, after just being prompted to talk, she said allowed what she was thinking in midsentence, “Lie naked on Aaron’s body.”

Megan stared into Carly’s face in shock.  Never had she gone that far.   The farthest to date that Carly had taken it was the ‘pool time’ several months ago.  Carly and Megan snuck down to the kitchen and went out the back down into the large open dark backyard patio area, fenced in by an eight foot wooden fence.  Covering much of the dark surface area was the in-ground swimming pool which Megan had to perform the dare.  She proceeded around the pool to the far side.  She pulled her soft, light blue cotton night top off and dropped it to the concrete, revealing her slim and weak flat-chested body.  A lock of her long blonde hair fell onto her chest, as she dropped the shirt, where the ends of it laid, just teasing her nipple.  Then she put her thumbs to her waists and slipped them under her panties and matching cotton night pants.  Slowly, while looking around to check that the coast was clear, she pulled her panties and night pants down to her ankles.  Her slim flat chested body crouched down just behind her legs with her small butt sticking slightly out into the air.  Her small vagina, curving directly to her ass hole leaving no excess fat to dangle, sat tightly between her crouching legs and inches above the cement.  She stood back up and lifted each leg out of her pants looking at Carly walking to her from across the pool.  She picked up her underwear, waded it up in her small hands, and threw it as hard as she could to the center of the pool.  Her task now was to retrieve it, and go back to her room to get her clothes back from Carly.  Carly picked up Megan’s night shirt and pants and walked back into the kitchen to watch.  Megan got down to her hands and knees and backed into the pool slowly. 

Carly watched from the kitchen seeing only Megan’s small tight butt cheeks stretched out showing her ass hole as she tensely backed her feet into the cold water.  Megan put one entire leg in and gasped for breath as the other leg entered bringing the cold water to her small hairless vagina and butt.  She stopped, catching her breath, then proceeded, slowly lurking down into the cold water.  Cool, funny sensations ran throughout her body as the water slowly rose to and past her naked belly, and on top her nipples, all the way to her neck.  She turned around and slowly swam her way to her underwear.  She clenched them with her hand and slowly made her way to the other side of the pool where she grabbed the ladder.  Her body jittered as she stretched the muscles in her upper legs and butt climbing the ladder.  As she rose from the ladder, water rolled from her chest down her belly and between her legs into the crack of her vagina while water from her back rolled down into her butt crack, across her ass hole, where the two waters met and dripped from between the two holes.  She wiped her feet and the excess water from her body, with a towel outside, as Carly left upstairs to her room to wait.  She then proceeded through the house naked and wet with her underwear in her hand, upstairs and to her room.

Carly came back to focus after realizing what she just said.  “Oh no, you don’t have to do that,” she exclaimed. 

“But you said so,” Megan cried, “and besides, I kind of wanna do it.”

“You can’t though, he’s our cousin, tonight’s his first night here, and what if he wakes up,” Carly retaliated.

“First, I’m not doing anything to him, second, if he sleeps like he always has when he visits, he’s not going to wake up, and third, I want to do it,” Megan demanded.

Carly and Megan walked silently into Aaron’s room and closed the door behind them.  They knew that if they were caught, there would be no getting out of it so there would be no need to escape.  Carly walked away from Aaron giving Megan the go ahead.  Megan lifted her shirt off slowly without making a sound. Megan moved her thumbs just below her belly button and dipped them between her panties and night pants and slowly pulled them down, front first.  She moved her thumbs apart gradually as the tightening strap along the back of her night pants began pulling her underwear down.  She let the back of her underwear be pulled down by her pants as she slowly bent over to expose her butt to the air.  Her heart was pumping maniacally as the cool air touched her slightly sweaty butt as she thought about lying naked on top a guy.  She sat her naked butt checks onto the carpet and pulled the pants off her legs.  The carpet, extending up into her stretched open crack and on her butt hole felt amazing in the dark tense silence.  Megan wasn’t the only one who was being turned on by the situation; Carly, watching her younger sister undress to get on top of their hot cousin was filling her panties with juice.  Megan pulled her panties up to her knees while looking down to her small vagina glistening as the street light transcended through the window to reflect of her wet vagina.  She pulled her underwear down to her ankles, then pulled one leg out at time.  She stood up and stuck her small hand between her legs and rubbed the wetness around so it wouldn’t build up in one place and drip.

She walked over to the bed and looked at Aaron laying there.  Aaron laid sound asleep on his back in a white t-shirt and a pair of boxers with his sheet strewn over to the side of the bed against the wall.  Carly walked over silently to help Megan on the bed gently.  Carly took hold of Megan’s thin waist and helped prop her up onto the bed.  She then leaned over the bed and help pick up Megan’s right leg and maneuver it over Aaron’s body.  Once Megan’s small naked body hovered over Aaron’s body, Carly stuck her one hand under Megan’s chest, and the other between her legs, gripping her ever wettening vaginal lips.  Slowly, Carly helped lower Megan down to Aaron’s body where her head rested on his shoulder and her legs meeting just at his waist.  Carly carefully moved Megan’s hair out of Aaron’s face and asked her if she was alright.  Megan said that it was the most intense thing she had ever felt. 

Aaron, being aroused by a dream, acted with his dick growing erect.  With Megan having shifted his boxers, Aaron’s penis shifted outside the hole in his boxers, growing to its full length just below Megan’s vaginal opening.  Megan moved her arms up around Aaron stretching her naked body over Aaron to better position herself as Carly looked on with her hand down her night pants and panties rubbing herself.  Megan lifted her petite chest up and slid back unsuspectingly into Aaron’s cock.  She felt it as the head of his circumcised penis penetrated her soaking wet vagina.  She moaned loudly at the surprising sensation and lost grip and slipped, having her arms push her back farther.  Her virgin wet vagina stretched and expanded between her wide open legs as Aaron’s penis thrust through her body immediately.  Megan clamped her mouth shut with her teeth as sheering pain mixed with pleasure leaped through her naked body.  The flap of skin inside her virgin vagina ripped as the penis was jammed into the tiny vagina, leaving blood slowly seeping down it reaching its way to the outside.

Carly stopped instantly what she was doing and stared at Megan as she laid on top of Aaron breathing heavily through her nose. 

“It hurts,” Megan cried quietly.

“What happened?” whispered Carly.

“His penis went inside me,” she moaned.

Carly moved over behind Megan and leaned over to look very closely at Aaron’s penis lodged inside the tiny vagina of her sister.  Then she looked at Aaron’s face; still sound asleep, but looking as if he was having a wonderful dream.  Carly then saw drops of blood falling from the stretched lips of Megan’s vagina and rolling down Aaron’s penis.  Carly knew exactly what happened, though not from personal experience yet, through learning at school.  She told Megan that the worst was over and to now pull forward to get it out.  Megan pulled forward a little but stopped and cried that it hurt too much and to make the penis go small.  Carly deduced that as long as the penis was inside a vagina, it wouldn’t go small again so she told Megan that she would have to make him cum and it would go small.  She instructed Megan to try to move up and down just a little to massage the penis inside her.  Megan pushed her chest into the air with her hands by Aaron’s sides and lifted up her pelvis and dropped back down just a little, repeatedly.  Her vagina moved up and down stroking the entire length of the penis.  Megan looked down her chest past her hard nipples to where her legs met and watched her vagina move with her body as she could feel the massive object inside of her, now surprisingly beginning to give her pleasure. 

“Try rubbing yourself down there to give it extra wetness so it slides easier,” Carly told Megan.

Megan carefully lifted one hand up and moved it below her belly and began rubbing, spiking her pleasure as she could feel herself getting wetter and easier to move the dick inside her around.  She could feel that she would be able to remove it without all the pain but the pleasure she was getting was way too much to do something like that.  She put her hand back on the bed and began stroking the dick inside her even faster and longer with her tight vagina.  She kept her teeth on her bottom lip to keep from moaning as she watched the unbearable pleasure fill Aaron’s sleeping face.  Then she could feel herself about ready to have an orgasm.  As it drew nearer and nearer she pushed harder and harder on the dick and bit her lip increasingly harder.  Then her abdomen started convulsing and her vagina spiked in pleasure queuing the penis inside her to ejaculate its hot cum inside her tiny body, filling her insides.  The hot cum shooting up into her vagina pushed her into a second simultaneous orgasm adding to the intensity of the first one.  She barely had the muscles left in her arms to rest her naked body onto Aaron’s chest without waking him.

Carly watched almost jealously as her little sister laid naked on Aaron’s body gasping for air with cum and blood coming from her vagina.  Carly then prompted Megan to get up so they could leave.  Megan pulled herself forward, pulling the dick from within her body and sat up in the doggy position as Carly used Megan’s underwear to wipe the cum from her vagina as to keep as little as possible off of Aaron.  Carly helped Megan off the bed and told her to hold her panties between her legs to catch the cum that drained from her tiny overflowing vagina.  Carly then wiped all the blood she could and as much cum as she could from Aaron’s penis and boxers with her hands so Aaron would assume he had gotten carried away in a wet dream and leave it at that.  Megan opened the door with her free hand, picked up the rest of her clothes and quietly walked to the bathroom with Carly holding her cum filled panties against her pulsing vagina.

Feel free to tell me what you think.  It's my first time writing an erotic story and I just prefer the less violent and provocative words.  But your the critics, tell me any suggestions or ideas, though I am already pretty full of ideas.  Email me at hanes_el@yahoo.com

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Alana also developed an exhibtionist streak. Once at the beach, the now B cup bearing preteen 11 year old spotted a couple of other 11 year olds at the beach with their tops off. Alana dropped her top, which enraged several mothers who grabbed Alana and dragged her to her father to complain to him about the blossoming girl. It took some doing to explain to Alana that because of her gift, she had to be more cautious than other little girls. Alana accepted the scolding, but never passed up an opportunity to show both me and her father how she was developing.

Alana kept right on developing, and booming. By the time she was thirteen, Alana had developed into a D cup. It was about then that Larry developed an idea to turn Alana's gift into some money. He maxed out a credit card to set up a website that featured his very busty daughter. Larry showed me the first three photosets he took of Alana. Larry is a better idea guy than photographer. I took over taking pictures of Alana.

About six weeks after the website launched, Larry made back his investment. It was about then that some federal agents visited Larry. Larry never admitted a lot of what the agents said, but it was enough that he pulled the website down. I had made sure that when Alana was posing that nothing popped out. I didn't want any of us to be arrested, but I think the agents told Larry they were going to drag his name through the mud.

Even after the website shut down, several customers persisted, asking for any new pics of Alana. Alana loved the attention, and a month after the website went down, we shot two photosets for Bob and Jason. Both men happily forked out the fifty bucks for the custom sets, in which Alana appeared fully clothed.

As the months went on, we shot three more photosets for the pair of fans who begged for a dinner date with Alana. Using caution, I had both men give me enough information so that I could run background checks on both of them. Bob turned out to be a DMV supervisor and Jason was a manager at a nude club.

Both men traveled to make the dinner date and both men were polite during the dinner. Alana was loving the attention. Their line of work came up the dinner date. Jason admitted that he admired Alana's bustline because most of his dancers were small in the chest area. Jason also suggested that Alana should see him at the club, but not until she turned eighteen.

A month later, during another dinner date, Bob suggested that he could easily make Alana a state I.D. card that said she was eighteen. I then saw a glint in the eyes of Larry and Alana that made me wonder. There must have been some discussion at home because two days later Larry and Alana announced that Alana would make a one time appearance at Jason's club. Apparently, Jason had admitted that the local vice cops didn't come around on Monday evenings. Alana could slip in, do a four hour shift, and slip out without much notice.

Three weeks later, with the illegal card in hand, the three of us made the trip down the road to Jason's place. Larry, knowing that strange men were about to see his daughter display her nude body for strangers, began drinking from a large bottle of Jack Daniel's. He had a buzz on seventy five minutes later when we arrived at Jason's.

Inside the club, Jason gave Alana a quick run down on the dos and don'ts. She was onstage fifteen minutes later. The club was running a three songs per dancer rotation, but Alana decided to get naked on the first song. For the first time since she was eleven, I saw her in the altogether. The five foot tall, soon to be fourteen year old, had hair that hung to her shoulders framing a cute face. Her now double DD rack had tiny brown nipples, and of course, she was hairless between her legs.

The customers flocked to Alana beseiging her with dollar bills and requests for private dances. She spent the next three and a half hours in the VIP room giving private dance after private dance. By the time she finished her shift though. her father was a drunken mess. Alana and I helped him to the van and loaded him into the backseat.

When we pulled away from the parking lot, Alana proudly showed the wad of twenties she had made during the private dances. "So, how did it go?" I asked.

"I wasn't supposed to let anyone touch me", she answered, but Bob was so nice to me that I let him put his finger in me. I was so turned on though. I loved having those men look at me. It made me so hot, and....so wet"

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes" she admitted as she pulled up her skirt. I could see she wasn't wearing any panties.

She placed her hand on her clit and began to make circular motions. She hissed as she tilted her head back and spread her legs, placing her knees on the dashboard. She moaned once, then looked over at me. "Would you like to touch me Uncle Carl?" she asked as she reached out and grabbed my right hand. She placed my hand on her bare pussy. She was sopping wet. She squealed as I ran a finger along her slit. I found her opening and slipped half my finger in.

"Yessssssss" she hissed as I worked my hand back and forth.

I could feel wetness in my own pants as my dick strained against my jeans. I also noticed that we had passed fromn the city into the less populated county. There was a dirt road on the right. I drastically slowed and pulled several hundred yards off the highway. Alana gave me a quizzical look, then noticed me open my zipper as I stopped. She swiveled to her left to give me better access.

I jumped between her legs and entered her. Alana was digging her heels into the back of my thighs and grabbing my waist with her hands. "Oh yes!" the teen blurted out, "fuck me Uncle Carl, fuck me".

I pounded her pussy, but I was so excited that it only took me five minutes to cum. Alana wrapped me in a bear hug and gave me a long passionate kiss. With blood returning to my brain, I told her we should wait until we got home to continue. I pulled my zipper up and returned behind the wheel. Just then I saw the unmistakeable silhouette of a Police car as it pulled off the highway to check on us. Thinking fast, I told Alana to tell the Police that we pulled off to see if her father was still breathing. The cop did buy the story, but not until after he ran a make on my license.

We giggled to each other after the cop left and we pulled back on the highway. Half an hour later we were home. We took Larry out and carried him to his bed. We then went to Alana's room. I stood her in front of her bed. "Have you ever fucked a girl in her room before?" Alana asked. I shook my head no, then told her I was going to make love to her as I lifted off her sweater, freeing her giant jugs. Slipping her skirt off, I lifted her then carefully placed her on the bed.

Starting slowly at her head, I started kissing her, spending time on her ears, lips, and chin before moving to her neck. I moved slowly down her body until I reached ger once again sopping wet pussy. She was squirming as I used my tongue to make love to her clit. She started moaning, tossing, and bucking as I used my fingers in her and worked her clit. She then stiffened and had her first intense orgasm. I gave her several seconds then worked her into multi orgasmic bliss. It was then that I finally entered her.

Our love making was intense, varying between slow strokes and fast making sure she had at least two more orgasms before I set her up for my orgasm. For the second time that night, I shot my load into her.

Laying next to her in the afterglow, Alana admitted she had wanted to do me for the past two years, then asked if a girl was supposed to do her uncle. I reminded her that I wasn't her uncle by blood. She smiled and gave me a smoldering kiss, then talked me into taking her back to the club next week. I don't know how I'm going to tell Larry.

(P.S.-there's a part two-let me know if you're interested)

It only took a few days for her to find out
about a group of people who met pretty near her town, who euphemistically
called themselves “animal lovers”. Their next meeting was wet up to take place
in just over a week. God, how she wanted to go! It was all she could think
about all the way through school the next day. Before long, she had come up
with a little plan. When she was walking home from school, it occurred to her
that there was a snag in it, however. She ran up to her room and dug through her
closet. There was nothing in there that didn’t give away her age, and her
mother’s clothes were a few sizes too big for her. She swore and slammed her
closet door shut, trying to think of a way to get clothing that would make her
look somewhat adult.

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By the time the day of the “animal lovers”
meeting rolled around, Angie had borrowed a nice blue dress from Karen, one of
her friends. The cut of it, paired with her friend’s padded bra and two-inch
heels, bumped her up to looking at least eighteen. She pulled her
shoulder-length red hair back into a small twist and looked into the mirror,
hoping the others there would think she looked her target age, too. She had
told her parents that she would be spending the night at Karen’s house, and
told Karen she’d told them so. Karen assumed she was going out with an older
boy, and giggled with her over it for a while before Angie hurried off.

She picked up her backpack, which held some extra clothes, just in case she
needed them – a pair of jeans, a tee shirt, a clean pair of underwear, and
sneakers. Not to get her hopes up, because she was planning on hanging in the
background, but she wanted to be prepared just in case. Karen had loaned her
enough money for a taxi ride there and back, on the condition that she tell her
everything there was to know about the boy when she got back.

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Angie had told the taxi to be there by six,
and to not honk the horn under any circumstances. She met the cab out front and
gave him directions to the tiny little convention center (which was actually
just a little warehouse that had been refurbished inside) located just into the
next county. In the cab, she fidgeted and straightened her dress at least a
hundred time, nervous and feeling a little stupid for going to a meeting of a
group of people like this by herself. But who could she have gotten to go with
her? There wasn’t anyone she’d dare ask.

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About an hour after pulling out of Karen’s
driveway, the taxi driver stopped in front of a while building with a
brown-shingled roof. It was just a big square, with no real architecture to
speak of. She decided it had to be the right place. There were at least thirty
other automobiles parked in the front. She paid the driver and got out,
straightening her friend’s dress again and walking up to the door. She stepped
in slowly and found that she was in an empty foyer. That relieved her a little,
not having to face a bunch of people right away. Even more slowly, she walked
toward the main room. She figured she must be late, since there was someone speaking
at the front, standing what was barely tall enough to be a stage. She edged in
and sat down in one of the farthest back chairs. The man standing at the front
of the room was talking about his wife’s first experience with their dog, a Rottweiler,
and how he had helped them. Just a few minutes later, someone came in even
later than Angie. A blonde woman in a pair of black jeans and a dark red tank
top sat down one chair away from her.

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Much of the meeting consisted of people
talking. Angie only half listened. Honestly, she didn’t care all that much
about stories and personal anecdotes. She had been hoping for more interesting
things, though she wasn’t sure what. Finally, two hours in, it seemed that the
stream of people who had been going up one after another to talk had ended. The
room slowly filled with chatter, and people wandered about. A dark-haired man
came up to Angie and the woman who was sitting near her.

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“Hello there!” he greeted them cheerfully.
“You two are some new faces around here. I’m Tom.” He shook the other woman’s
hand, then Angie’s.

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“I’m Cara,” the blonde woman said,
obviously nervous as well.

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“Angela,” she said, forcing confidence and
smiling at him.

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“It’s not all just people yapping, I
promise.” He laughed and pointed back toward the front of the large room.
“There’s films they show, and one of the couples here sells some interesting
stuff, and a bunch of us usually go out to eat after the meeting’s over. You’re
more than welcome to come along with us, if you want to!”

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Angie was trying to come up with something
to respond to his enthusiasm with, when the lights started to go down.

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“Oops, movie time!” He shook their hands
once more and hurried off again.



The movie was interesting, but not the porn she’d been half expecting. It was
more an educational movie, all about dogs and the anatomy of their cocks, how
they were perfect sex partners, how to please them and make sure they pleased
you – there were a few short clips of women letting dogs fuck them, but that
was all. The film lasted for fifteen minutes, at most.

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Uninterested in the collars and fetish wear
that was being sold by a couple of people on one side of the room, Angie picked
up her backpack and started to leave. But Tom spotted her before she could get
away.

“Hey there! Angela!” he jogged up to her.
“We’re just about to leave to go to that restaurant. It’s just about ten of us,
not a whole crowd. Want to come along?”

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He seemed so earnest that she couldn’t help
but smile back. “Okay, sure!” she said, walking back to the small group of
people with him. The other woman, Cara, was standing around with them.

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She listened to the others talk, mostly.
They weren’t even talking about dogs or sex, to her surprise. It didn’t take
long for them to decide to head out. Angie and Cara rode in Tom’s car, along
with another woman. The restaurant they went to was nearly empty, but it was
very classy. The entire table ordered one wine or another, most sharing their
bottles. By the time they had all finished their meals, everyone was at least a
bit tipsy. Tom scooted his chair toward her and pulled out his wallet. He took
out a picture and leaned close to show it to her.

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“That’s Bacchus, my dog. He’s really
friendly. My ex-girlfriend used to let him lick her pussy, but she wouldn’t go
any further than that.”

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It was a large, cheerful looking Dalmatian.
She grinned, feeling warm from a couple of glasses of the red wine Cara had
ordered. Not to mention loose-lipped. “Aw, poor thing. He deserves a girl who’d
let him go all the way.” Angie nodded at her own words.

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“He’s gotten a few workouts from friends we
met here. They all seemed to like him a lot. He’s very friendly.”

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“Oh...” Her grin widened.

“Would you happen to want to meet him?”

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There was the invitation she’d been hoping
for. She second-thought it, then third through hundredth-thought it. “I’d love
to meet him!”

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“I have a picture of his, uh...” Tom looked
around to make sure no waiters were close, then took out another picture from
behind the first. “It’s about average for the breed, I think.”

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Her jaw dropped. She was sure she turned a
few different shades of red. There was Tom’s dog’s cock, filling the frame of
the photo. “Wow.”

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She turned to Cara, who was fanning her top
and leaning half across Angie to look, and asked her, “Will you come?”

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“I’m sure I will!” she giggled, having had
a few more glasses of wine than Angie, or than the rest of the table, for that
matter. “Sure, I’ll tag along.”

When the group scattered to go home, Cara
and Angie got back into Tom’s car and excitedly rode the ten minutes to his
house. They followed him inside. He stopped in the hallway and called his dog.
Bacchus came sliding around the corner and bounded up to them, nearly knocking
both girls over in greeting. Angie knelt down and rubbed the dog’s ears. He
huffed happily and licked her face.

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“Come on to the back,” Tom said, waving all
of them after him.

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Cara laughed. “Expecting to get lucky,
weren’t ya!”

They walked into a dark room, blinking when
he turned on the lights. The room was pretty sparse, containing a bed and a
table filled with mostly sex toys. There was a pallet of blankets on the floor
to one side. He told Bacchus to sit, then circled around behind Angie and Cara
again. “If you want to do this, you have to do what I say. Think you can handle
that?”

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“Sure,” Cara shrugged, not seeming to be
taking much of anything seriously at the moment.

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“Yeah...” Angie agreed more cautiously.

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“Take off your clothes,” he commanded and
walked over to the table, picking something up and winding it into his hand
where Angie couldn’t see.

“You don’t’ video this stuff or anything,
do you?” Cara asked as she stepped out of her pale blue thong and tossed it
aside with the rest of her clothes.

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“No, I don’t tape anything. I’d rather
Bacchus’ mates be comfortable. Now, Angela-”

“If we’re going to be this familiar, you
may as well call me Angie.” She let the dress fall into a puddle on the floor
before shedding her bra and pushing down her panties.

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“Angie, you can go ahead and get on your
hands and knees. Cara, you sit close.”

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Despite growing more and more nervous,
Angie did as he requested. She kneeled down and waited. He approached her and
let what was in his hand uncoil. It was a narrow red collar. He stood over her,
fastening it around her neck, then went back to pick up something small and
cone-shaped from the table and walked around behind her.

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“What’s that?” she asked, watching him
warily.

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“Be quiet and lean forward.”

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She did as he said. After a few seconds,
she felt him begin to rub the thing up her slit. He ran it back and forth,
finally dipping the tip into her pussy, which had been getting wetter and
wetter since she’d seen the photo of Bacchus’ cock. He worked it in and out,
but suddenly stopped. Then she felt him running it back up, past her pussy and
to her ass. He pressed the tip against the pink bud of her asshole.

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Angie jumped and looked back, “Wait, I’ve
never-”

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“Then you’ll get a new experience.”

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He worked the tip in and out a little
before pushing it in slowly. She moaned as he worked it all the way in,
surprised a bit as she felt herself close slightly over an indention in it. He
stood and called Bacchus around in front of her.

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Tom nodded at her. “Start off with your
hand.”

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Angie looked over at Cara. She was sitting
cross-legged just a couple of feet away, mouth open and the fingers of one hand
working her left nipple between them. Angie reached out and began massaging the
dog’s cock. It peeked out.

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Tom began shedding his own clothes, then.
He took off his shorts and his cock sprang upward form them, but he ignored it
for the time being. Before long, Bacchus’ cock had fully emerged and he was
humping the air.

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“Do you want me to suck it?” Angie asked,
looking up at him.

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“No.” He walked around behind her and waved
his dog to come to him.

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He slapped one of Angie’s ass cheeks, a
little harder than necessary, making her jump again. The dog immediately
mounted her, hitting home on the first try. She gasped as the cock thrust in
and out of her. It was just a little bigger than Davey’s, and she quickly felt
his knot hitting the outer lips of her pussy. The familiar feeling of his cock
nudging its way into her womb began, and she panted in arousal. She raised one
of her hands toward her clit, but Tom stepped forward and grabbed the d-ring attached
to the collar, jerking her.

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“No!” he commanded. “Keep your hands off
your cunt, bitch.”

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Angie felt a tingle that told her she would
have been dealing with a soaking wet pussy, if there wasn’t already a cock in
it. As it was, the dog’s pre-come was beginning to drip down the insides of her
thighs. She grunted as Bacchus’ thrusts got more insistent, and she knew he was
trying to get his knot inside her. She was almost desperate to get some kind of
stimulation right on her clit.

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Tom stepped in front of her, looking down
at her as she breathlessly turned her eyes upward to look at him. “Now, suck my
cock,” he told her.

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She put a hand on his thigh to raise
herself up, then did the same with the other. She opened her mouth and began
sucking on the head of his dick, working her lips downward. When she’d gotten
half of it in her mouth, she pulled off again, working her head up and down. He
put a hand on the back of her head, pushing himself further into her mouth,
feeling the head of his cock against the back of her throat. Angie fought the
instinct to tense as he pushed further, cutting off her air. She started to
pull back again, but he wouldn’t move his hands. Just as she started to gag, he
took a handful of her hair and pulled her off his cock.

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“Not yet. I’m gonna wait a while to finish.
I want to finish with you.” He grinned and ran his hand up and down his cock a
few strokes before standing back to watch.

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Angie glanced over at Cara again. She was
sitting closer to the table now, having taken a flesh-colored dildo from it,
and was ramming it in and out of her pussy. Angie groaned as Bacchus’ knot
started pushing harder at her entrance. Just a couple of thrusts later, it
popped in. She groaned deeper, bowing her head and looking at the puddles of
wetness growing against her legs on the floor. After a few minutes, the dog
tensed and made a different sound, and Angie could feel the hot come draining
out of his cock and into her body.

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“Oh, God, please let me come!” she begged
Tom, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

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“Not yet,” he laughed.

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Maybe fifteen minutes later, Bacchus’ knot
had shrunk enough that he could pull out of her. Just as the dog started
pulling at her pussy to remove its knot, Tom grabbed another, much larger,
cone-shaped dildo from the table and went around behind her. When Bacchus’ cock
slipped out, the plug was pushed in. The largest part was just a little bigger
than the dog’s knot, and it popped into her securely, keeping the dog’s come
bathing her insides.

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“Now you can come,” Tom told her.

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She sat down next to the puddle of come on
the floor and began rubbing her clit. It didn’t take very long at all for her
to orgasm. Her pussy contracted around the plug and she moaned hard, twisting
one of her nipples. She could have sworn that she felt the dog’s come sloshing
inside her as she moved.

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“Move over to the bed.” He ordered her,
then. He leaned down and took the dildo away from Cara, motioning her over,
too.

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Angie lay back on the bed, one hand rubbing
her abdomen. Cara reclined beside her and started kneading one of her breasts,
flicking her tongue over her nipple before beginning to suck at it. Tom pushed
Angie’s legs apart and removed the plug from her ass. She was surprised at how
much more room it felt like she had on the inside. He rubbed his cock around
the slickness coating her pussy and thighs, and aimed his cock at her ass. He
put his hands on her waist and pushed in. His thrusts bumped the plug blocking
her pussy, sending shock waves through her clit. He groaned and slammed into
her once more as he came, filling another of her holes with come. When he
pulled out, he replaced the plug, to keep his come inside her.

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“Cara, lay down on your back. Angie, you
get up on your knees over her. I want your pussy right over her chest,” he commanded
them into place again.

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They arranged themselves as he told them
to. Cara reached up and began playing with Angie’s clit. She put her hands on
Angie’s ass cheeks and urged her forward, raising her head and lapping at her
clit a few times before closing her lips on it and sucking. Angie came again
almost immediately, her hips jerking in Cara’s hands. In the middle of her
orgasm, Tom pulled her back so that her pussy was over Cara’s tits again, and
pulled out the plug. Dog come poured from Angie’s cunt, smaller drizzles pushed
from her womb after the first outpour, caused by her orgasm. She finally fell
back, exhausted.

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She heard Tom’s voice again in the
background. “Cara, you ever fisted anybody?”

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“Uh, no. Why?”

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“Looks like Bacchus tunneled Angie out
pretty good. See if you can get a hand in there.”

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She looked over at Angie and asked, “You up
for it?”

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Angie moaned her approval of the idea. Cara
crawled up the bed to her and straddled one of her thighs, lowering herself to
her pussy was against Angie’s skin, and ran her hand down her stomach as she
started grinding her pussy against her. She slid the hand between Angie’s legs
and began working her fingers in carefully. Two at first, then three when she
realized how slick with come the girl’s pussy was. She started pumping four in
and out, then curled her thumb in and licked her lips as she pushed her hand in
to the wrist, plump pussy lips stretching around it. Angie shifted and moaned,
glad that Cara’s hands were as small as they were, as another orgasm washed
over her in heavy waves. She was so tired, she couldn’t do much about it but
grunt as her body responded. She faded off to sleep with Cara’s hand still
buried past the wrist in her cunt.

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Angie woke to the bed moving again. She
opened her eyes and saw Cara, ecstasy written all over her face. Cara’s ass was
nearly hanging off the bed, and Bacchus was fucking her face-to-face. Tom was
holding his knot to keep it from getting inside her. Angie leaned over and
placed her mouth over one of Cara’s large, hard nipples, sucking hard and
moving the tip of her tongue back and forth over it. She could see as the dog
came, Tom holding its cock inside her as it spurted. The come flowed out of her
cunt and down the side of the sheet. Feeling the dog coming must have sent Cara
over the edge. She moved with Cara as she came, her back arching and an urgent
whimper spilling out.

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When she was able to form words again, Cara
laughed, “Shit! That’s the best fuck I’ve had in months!” She rolled over and
sat up slowly, looking Angie up and down. “You’re filthy. But I guess I am,
too.”

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“I could do with a bath...” Angie said,
running a hand down one of her sticky thighs. Cara smirked, taking her hand and
putting two of Angie’s fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean.

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Tom lay down on the bed as they got up,
finally hard again, and looked at Cara. She knew what he wanted, and sat back
down beside him, leaning down to lick up the length of his cock.

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“Where’s your bathroom?” Angie asked.

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“Back up the hall, through the den, third
door on the left,” he managed haltingly as Cara swallowed his cock down to his
balls.

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She located the bathroom and turned on the
shower. Steam billowed out over the doors shortly, and she stepped in. She
stood under the hard streams of hot water, letting it wash the come from her
body. She grabbed a greenish-blue bar of soap from its indention in the wall
and scrubbed herself clean. Just as she was replacing a bottle of bright purple
shampoo, Cara stepped into the shower with her.

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“Hope you don’t mind sharing,” she smirked.
“I didn’t want to stick to any chairs while I waited.”

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“I don’t mind at all.” Angie slid past her
so the other woman could have the showerhead, admiring the more pronounced
curves of her body as she washed herself.

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Cara very quickly shampooed her cropped ash
blonde hair and slid back past Angie to let her have the spray again. She
stepped close, breasts sliding against each other, and bowed her head to press
her lips to Angie’s. She kissed the younger girl hungrily, sucking at her lips
and tongue, bumping teeth with her in the process. She turned Angie around and
put an arm around her waist, pressing her breasts against her back now, and
slipped her other hand between Angie’s ass cheeks. She felt the plug still in
place and pulled it out, letting it drop to the floor of the shower. She held
her cheeks apart with her fingers so that Tom’s come dripped out of her slowly,
thicker than the dog’s had been. Cara put her hand between Angie’s shoulder
blades, pushing her to lean forward. She slid two fingers into the smaller
girl’s ass, working them in and out in a slow rhythm. Angie pushed back against
them on the in thrust. Cara stopped too soon, but they were both clean – inside
and out, it seemed.

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“Are you a lesbian?” Angie asked curiously
as they were getting dressed again.

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“Nah, I’m bi. Equal opportunity sex. Are
you bi?”

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“Honestly, I don’t know what I am,” Angie
laughed.

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Tom, now clothed and relatively clean but
rumbled, drove them back to Cara’s car in the warehouse parking lot. He offered
to drive Angie home, but she took Cara’s offer instead. Dawn was threatening
the sky and she wanted to get home with a minimum of obvious debauchment.

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“God, I’m fucking starving!” Cara exclaimed
as they pulled onto the highway.

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“I could eat. I think I spent all my energy
and then some, back there.”

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“I’d say you did. You were a busy little
beaver. Pun intended.”

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Cara stopped at a little diner that didn’t
look as if it had too many health code violations and ordered a plate of
pancakes, an omelette, and a large plate of French toast. Angie ordered waffles
and wondered where Cara was planning to put all that food. It disappeared,
though, and quickly. Angie ate fast, too, anxious to get home and see if her
plan had gone as, well, planned.

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What with Cara’s version of driving, she
was home in forty minutes. It was just barely daylight. Before Angie got out,
Cara pulled her forward for a quick kiss on the lips.

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“Hey,” Cara called, rolling down her
window. “I wouldn’t mind seeing you again.”

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Angie blushed. “Same here… You do know
where I live, so I guess you could drop by.”

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“I’ll do that.” Cara grinned and waved as
she drove off.

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When Angie walked in, her parents were
sitting on the living room sofa. Her heart jumped into her throat and stuck there.

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“Angie! Where the hell have you been? We’ve
been worried sick!” Her mother jumped up and charged at her, shaking a finger
wildly, but grabbed her into a tight hug.

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“Do you have any idea how much trouble
you’re in, young lady?” Her father said, scowling.

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“But, I told you where I-”

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Her mother shook her head. “I talked to
Karen’s mother last night. You left your retainer here. I was going to drop it
by, but as it turned out, you weren’t there! She told us you went out with some
boy!”

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“I’m sorry, Mom, I-”

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“You don’t know the things that went
through my head. We don’t even know this boy! What if you had been raped? Or
killed?!”

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“Mom, I was fine, I promise! I just lock
track of time...”

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Her father’s scowl seemed permanently
frozen. “Well, now that we know you’re okay, we can talk about punishment. I
think a month’s grounding sounds about right. And you won’t be going off
anywhere for two. Do you hear me?”

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“Yes, Dad,” she sighed, sitting down on the
arm of the sofa.

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“I want to talk to her alone,” her mother
said. Her father shook his head at her disappointedly and walked away. Her
mother continued, “I suppose you’re tired, staying out all night. Come on, to
bed with you.”

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Her mother put an arm around her shoulders,
walking up the stairs with her. “Tomorrow, I’ll call my gynecologist and make
you an appointment to get some birth control.”

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“Mom, I promise, I really don’t need-”

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“I’d rather you be having sex safely, if
you’re going to do it. I certainly don’t want you having it right now, you’re
far too young, but I know what kinds of things happen these days. And I don’t
want to be called ‘Grandma’ just yet.”

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Angie just barely kept herself from
giggling as she thought, ‘What am I gonna do, have a litter of puppies?’ But
she replied, “Okay, Mom...”

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     We then got dressed and went down for breakfast with the rest of the family. I told Jackie and Cindy that they were to come straight home from school and not to even think about bringing anyone home with them. We all left for school, and mom went to open the store. I finished all of my classes and rushed home to get things ready for when first Jackie and then Cindy would get home. Jackie came in a few minutes after I did and I had her go to her room to change her clothes.

     But that is for the next chapter.

I was in high school before I knew it, and that’s when I fell in love with Katie. She is so beautiful with long red hair down to her very tight ass, just barely a B cup, but they were so firm she didn’t need bra. I knew I had to have her, but I don’t know how I can do it. I can’t ask her because when she says no, the whole town will know about me before night fall. So I decide to think about it long and hard. One night at a football game I noticed she was normally the last to leave the locker rooms. I went in and heard her in the shower. I looked around the corner and she saw me. “Oh hey, I didn’t hear you come in Jaci.” I told her sorry grabbed something I didn’t really need from my locker and left. I didn’t see much, just her leg sticking around the shower stall. I figure that the locker room would be the place. She walked home from the school so no one was waiting for her.
The next football game I went into the locker room and hid inside my locker. I only weigh about 98 pounds and I’m 5’1 so I can fit inside my locker with some room to move around. I was able to watch the whole cheer squad strip and harm up. I got so wet I had to finger myself while the game was going on, it was just enough for me to wait for my chance.

When the game ended I was able to watch the cheer squad strip again, and leave all except Katie, I watched her go to the shower and start the water. She came back for her towel. I slowly unlatched my lockers door. I read online that if you hit someone in the back of the head just right they will be knocked out and you don’t need to hit them very hard. I slowly came around the corner into the shower area and followed her clothes to her stall, she was still getting everything ready with I saw a plastic bat next to the teachers door, I grabbed it, and kept coming closer to her. I was right behind her; she must have known someone was there because she started to turn.
I hit her in the back of the head before she could see me, and she went down fast. I couldn’t believe what I just did, as I looked at her laying naked on the wet locker room shower floor. I felt myself dripping down my leg. I slipped out of my jeans and knelt down beside her. I reached out and touched her side and see acted like she was going to wake up. I looked around and saw her panties near by; I grabbed them and shoved them in her mouth. I then went into her bag and found a clean pair of knee socks. I used one of them to cover her eyes, and the other to tie her hands. I stood there minutes watching her come in and out of being awake; I took some pictures on my phone of her laying there.

 When I noticed she was out again I rolled her over, and there they where, her bear breast, they were so cold from the wet floor, her tiny dime sized pink nipples were standing straight up. I leaned forward and took her left nipple in my mouth and started to suck on it. She moaned softly and arched her back a little. I nervously put my right hand on her bare pussy. She shaved but by the looks of it, she didn’t have much hair there anyways. I used my middle finger to tease her hole; going in little circles I felt her getting wetter every time my finger completed a circle. I finally worked a finger inside her. She moaned raised her head, and her eyes slowly opened under the tube sock, but she slowly lowered her head and closed her eyes again.

I began to finger her harder and faster, soon her body was moving with me. Her back was arching and she was actually slamming her body down on my fingers. I felt her body start to shake harder and harder, then her legs pushed her body weight onto her shoulders and then she fall back to the floor. She was breathing so hard I was thinking about using her phone to call 911 and leaving As I pulled her panties out of her mouth  she began to calm down after a few minutes. I moved my finger to her mouth and whispered in her ear to suck on it. I was surprised that she did. I got enough wetter and I watched her suck her own juices off my finger.

I stood up and lifted my shirt, and threw it to the side, as I unhooked my bra I felt my breast bounced when they fell out of my bra. I didn’t have really big boobs, only a 34 B, just one size bigger that Katie’s. I tossed my bra on top of my shirt, and dropped my socking wet panties to the floor and stepped out of them. I slowly went to the locker room door and opened it just enough to notice that there was no one there. I then went back to Katie who was still lying on her back naked in the shower floor. I stood over her a knelt down over her face, my pussy just inches above of mouth. I lifted one side of the sock that was over her eyes, and noticed that she was still out. I lowered myself down on top of her month and I felt her warm breath hit my pussy, I felt myself begin to drip my juices on to her month, and she actually opened her month by herself and began to suck on my pussy lips. It felt so good; it actually took my breath away, as I was frozen in pleasure.

I had began to hump her face slowly when I reached down and held her month open, she stuck out her tongue to try and get my to let go, when she did I drop myself on top if it, felling her tongue slipping in and out of my pussy made me moan and hump her face harder, she was licking deeper and faster than I thought anyone would be able to do. I placed my hand on the top of her head and held her face in place as my orgasm began to grow, I was screaming at this point as I finally felt myself get over that huge mountain and was able to orgasm. I just rolled off of Katie and just laid there next to her on that cold floor.
I slow crawled my way to the benches and was able to get myself on my feet. I walked over to the door, and looked out and again, we were still alone. I was glad because of all the screaming I had done. I took a few more pictures of her on my cell phone, like me licking her pussy, me on top of her again; I untied her hand and was able to make it look like she was fingering herself. I rolled her into her shower stall and turn the water on a little more, I saw that she was coming threw and I had to act fast. I soaped her foot and left the bar of soap next to her foot and went and got dressed. I heard her moaning as she was waking up.

I went over to her.

“Katie…Katie…Katie! Are you okay?”

Her eyes opened, and as she held the back of her head as said.

“Jaci?....what…..what happened?”

“I forgot my phone in my locker and I saw that you were lying on the floor, it looks like you slipped on your soap, and hit your head.”

She said that she could fell a bump. Then she thanked me for finding her, and she asked if I could help her get dressed and go home. I found it fun to help her pull up her panties and hook her bra. As I walked her home with one arm around her to help her walk, she said that I couldn’t be sure but she thinks that she has came not to long ago. I asked her if she ever masturbated at school, and to my surprise she said yes. I told her that she must have came right before she fell. I told her dad that he needs to get her check before she should go to bed. He took her to the doctors and she told me at school the next day  that the doctor said it looks like she did fall and that she would be ok. I think about what I did to her every night with I lie in bed and play with myself, and I have the pictures on my phone to help me. I just hope that the next time I need to have another fix, the other girl will actually be awake.

"He says your way more than just friends," Jesse responded.

"That was only two times anyway," said Katilin.

"She's always hooking up with cute boys from school," Jesse told me.

I smiled and Katilin got embarrassed.  Jesse's tank top was a bit baggy and i could see down her shirt.  She barely had any boobs under her bra.  They both noticed me looking and Katilin said, "She'll give you a better look when we get to my house."

I pulled up in her driveway.  "Come on in," said Katilin.  "Jesse really wants you."  I smiled.  "Come on," she said.  "Just hang out a minute before you have to go."

We all went inside to hangout in her bedroom.  It was a little weird hanging out with girls that much younger than me but her parents weren't home and Katilin was really sexy and was flirting with me.  I was really aroused and Katilin noticed I had gotten a boner.  They both laughed.  

Katilin then asked me to show them my penis.  I told them no because I felt it would be wrong.  "I told you you could see Jesse if you wanted to," Katilin told me.

I responded by saying, "I want to see you Katilin."  She said fine and they both waited.  I pulled down my pants then my boxers, exposing my erect 7 in dick.  "Are you virgins?" I asked.  They said they both were.  I was a bit surprised that Katilin was based on the conversation earlier.

"What about that boy we saw?" I asked.

"I just gave him a blowjob," Katilin responded.  She stood up and took off her t shirt.  Then her bra came off, which I saw was 38a.  "What do you think?" she asked.

"Come closer," I said.  She walked over and a put my hands around her perfect round breasts.  I squeezed gently.

"Take yours off Jesse," Katilin said.  Jesse didn't.  I was sitting on her bed with my hands on her breasts and she crouched down on her knees and put me dick in her cute mouth.  She started sucking on it slowly while stroking the bottom of it. She definitely had some experience.  She went down farther on it then she took it out of her mouth and smiled at me and asked if I liked it.

She told Jesse, "Come join in.  I know you've never done this before."

"No thanks.  I won't be any good," Jesse said.

"It doesn't matter.  I'll show you how."

Katilin moved aside and Jesse, wanting to keep clothed, sat between my legs.

"Just suck on it," Katilin said.

Jesse put it in her mouth and started sucking on the tip.  She continued sucking and bobbed her head slightly.  Katilin put her hand on her head trying to get her to go farther down till Jesse started coughing and gagging.  She pulled away for a breath and smiled.  She put it back in her mouth and took Katilin's advice to use her hands as well.  Katilin told Jesse to suck on my balls and when she did, she took my dick back in her mouth and sucked on it some more.  It felt amazing.  I put my hands back on Katilin and continued to feel her up as she sucked.  They stopped sucking.  They stopped sucking eventually.

"Do you have a condom?" Katilin asked.  I didn't but wished I did.

"What for?" I asked.

"What do you think?"

"Of course."  I explained the process of pulling out and convinced Katilin to let my have sex with her.

"I'm still nervous," said Katilin.  "I'll only do it if Jesse does."

"Will it hurt?" Jesse asked.

We both replied no and she agreed.  "You first though," said Jesse.

I took off my shirt and Katilin sat on the bed with me.  I put my hand up her skirt and felt her pussy through her panties.  She smiled at me.  I pulled down her skirt and then her panites.  She had the cutest pussy.  Barely any hair growing on it.  I put my finger it and and leaned down and started licking it.  She smiled more.  I stopped licking, anxious to get started.  

She laid down on her back and I slowly inserted the head of my dick in her very tight virgin pussy, following it slowly with the whole thing.  She started to moan as I put it in.  I slowly slid it back and forth.  She was breathing heavier and I started to pick up speed.  It felt so amazing.  She was moaning louder each time I pushed in.  I slowed and asked if she wanted to be on top.  She had no idea but was enjoying herself and said yes.  I laid down on my back and she sat facing me and slowly put my dick into her.  She started slowly riding my dick and it felt so good.  I grabbed her great tight ass with both hands pulling her close and she was sweating and moaned louder and louder.  She laid down on me facing me and I felt her pussy dripping on my dick.

I still hadn't cum so I was a bit disappointed when she got off.  Jesse was still clothed but still wanted to and came over on the bed with me.  She unzipped her shorts and pulled them down.  She then pulled down her underwear.  Her pussy was so cute and had even less hair than Katilin's.  She laid down on her back and spread her legs waiting for me to fuck her.  I slid my dick in.  She was also way tighter than Katilin.  I started fucking her and she moaned some and sweated.  After the initial reaction she kept pretty quiet as I fucked her.  She then asked if she could do me on top like Katilin did.  "Of course," I said.  She climbed up facing me and slowly slid my dick in.  I could tell it hurt a little.  As we were fucking, I helped her lift her tank top off over her head and took her bra off too, and revealed her petite skinny figure.  She was almost flat but had the cutest nipples and a really cute body.  She actually rode it better than Katilin did.  She was sweating a lot and moaning, almost screaming.  

"Do you want to try doggy style?" I asked.

"What is it?" Said Jesse.

"Just bend over on the edge of the bed."

"Your not putting it in my butt are you?"

"No, just trust me."  She bent over and I slid my dick in, still surprised by how tight it was.  I grabbed her hips and started fucking.  Her ass was so cute and tight.  As I thrust she moaned louder.  She had to let go of the bed it was too hard and I was fucking her face down on her stomach on the bed.  I felt like I was about to cum but hoped she would.  I fucked harder and she gave a scream and I felt her pussy becoming extremely wet as I slid in and out of her.  I pulled out and shot my huge load all over her cute little butt and her back.  

She lay on the bed and said, "Get me a towel."  Katilin brought a towel and wiped Jesse off and she got up and got dressed.

We said goodbye and I went home to see my sister.

 

 The mat measured about 16”x24” but he was standing right beside her with his arm around her so they were both on it. One jolt and then a slight delay, I was lucky. Three single gentleman were standing back looking at Roger’s eccentric work of art, which was me. I had almost forgot about the pasties Roger had glued to my nipples and the cords that hung from them. They were glued to my nipples and hidden by the thick cones. It was out of mind, until I saw the woman reach up and pulled it down quickly. A sharp pinching pain went through my breast as I noticed the light above me turned off. Obviously the transmitters buried in the nipple cones had triggered that. She pulled it again. I felt the same shocking pain and the light came back on. They smiled in amusement and she laughed and held onto the cord as the display light above me turned back on. I bit hard on the short air tube that ran from my mouth to outside the latex and waited for her next pull. Apparently she had no idea that it was attached to real person’s fleshy breast. I wish she did, and that she might have an idea what it is like to have someone pull heavily on a lamp style cord glued to her nipple! She let go of the cord laughing and said, “this thing is pretty funny. The guy stepped off the mat reaching up toward me and grabbing on to my calf just below the knee and squeezed. I wondered what he felt and thought. Ouch! She pulled the cord and again a shocking pain and the light changed. Ouch! Once again she pulled it and the light came on. My nipple was stinging now. The female leaned into the man caressing my calf and said quietly into his ear, and which I easily heard, “I actually thought about me pulling that cord while it is wrapped around you cock.” He let go of my calf, and I can tell she caught him off guard. He said, “where are you going to get a cord like that?” She said, “I don’t know, I should just rip it off this thing and take it with us”.  I tensed up, wondering the kind of damage that would do to my nipple, and almost choked on the cum Roger had deposited through the breathing tube earlier on. The cum trapped in my mouth, the continuous taste, that I could not swallow due to the tight latex around my neck. If the filter tip was not on the end of the tube I definitely would have spit it out by now. I was suddenly brought aware once again, as the man stepped back on the mat inflating the growing object in me. This was the third time it expanded in me. Roger’s test of the mat and the couple’s first stepping on the mat were slight. This growth I actually felt more because I could feel it’s swell down low, near my vagina. He reached back up pushing against my inner thigh and said to his partner, “this thing feels amazing, it’s not hard at all.” The woman leaned into him again whispered, with me still listening, “it may not be hard, but I hope you will be later tonight”. She knew the single men near could not hear her, but just like the saying ‘the walls have ears’, I heard her clearly. They walked away and ventured to another part of the shop. It was then I noticed three of the single men who were browsing my area of the store take an interest in me. I would guess, they were intimidated by the female that was just here, which was rare in shops such as this. They swarmed around me like bees around a honeycomb. Or was it because it was something they never saw before? Because they thought my body attractive? Because they saw something of me that made them think there was a real person plastered to this wall, in the form of an X, showing every contour of her naked body under this stretched piece of latex? I guess I will never know but did wonder for my own confidence, ego, and maybe pride.

 

One of the men, a biker-type, came over to me, glancing at my spread eagle pose in the full, length mirror. The mirror was put in front of me by Roger, so I could look at myself as I hung there. Another lone man, walked over behind him. The biker stepped closer to me and onto the mat. Once more I felt the growing member inside me. It seemed to be swelling down near my pussy, near my most private of openings, but still inside me. As of now, I would compare the girth to that of what I have felt from having sex with an average sized penis. Yes, my boyfriends were average guys, normal sized, so this I based it on. Comparing the similar type feeling down there actually started to get me excited. He actually stepped closer, almost against under me and looked up between my open legs. I focused my eyes downward as much as possible, and could barely see his hand, but saw it go right to my pussy! Imagine that! I felt my body tense as he touched me there, very noticeable to me, even through the latex . I tried to move again, and I was reminded, once more,  that I was literally locked into place, not able to even flinch a muscle. He explored my private parts and with his fingers, gave a squeeze to my obviously bulging vagina and clitoris which was not only from me being excited, but from the staff inside me. I noticed my well defined slit in the mirror. The guy behind him said, “what do you think?” The biker replied, “it’s incredible what they can do with all these new rubbers and vinals. An older man, the third single man, walked over and stood in front of the mirror. The biker turned to him and said, “I wish some of the women I have met were this sexy.” I was taken by the compliment. He had no clue I heard him. If I could smile, I would have. I watched, and as if in slow motion, the biker walk away to my left, and the older man stepped away from the mirror onto the mat. More pressure, but higher now, deeper in me. The older man now reached up and decided he would check out my rubber encased pussy like the biker did. It actually sent shivers up my spine feeling a stranger do that, and then he batted one of the cords that hung in front of him. He then pulled the cord on one my same breast and the light went out once more. After the shocking pain again,  I saw him then grab the other curious cord and give it a pull. Nothing obvious had happened that he could witness, but the egg shaped vibrator buried deep in my ass sprung to life. That was the first time I made a sound through the tube leading out of my mouth. It was sort of a ‘yelp’ and judging by no reaction of anyone around me, the sound baffling filter worked. He looked around, trying to notice something that the cord pull might have changed, but saw nothing. He pulled it again, paying more attention to everything around him and saw nothing. For me it was relief as the anal egg turned off. I stared down at my small cone covered nipple, and watched him pull hard once more as if force would reveal what it did. I tried to yell out as it felt like my nipple was being torn. I watched the nipple cover dip downward and stretch, with my nipple still attached. He looked at me a little while longer and slowly walked away. The third gentleman, who was short and stocky, approached me as I noticed the 5 young guys made their way to the back of the store.

 

The short gentleman did not approach the front of me but stands to the side. I train my eyes to the left as far as I can see, but can barely make out what he is doing. Was he checking out my side profile? I feltl him lift the bottom of the frame move slightly away from the wall. Was he trying to see if it was 3D on the back too? I hoped he didn’t lift it higher and have it come off the hooks. Just then I saw Roger approach and say to the man “what do you think of my latest work of art Ed?” I wondered if Roger came over because had known the man, or because he saw the situation at hand. Ed said, “very wild looking for sure. It is quite a piece of art. The features are so lifelike” Yes Ed, a real person’s features, it was me! Roger said “Thank you. Let me get a step so you can get higher and see more of the detail.” Roger walked across in front of me, he gave me a wink, as he stepped on the mat, I wondered, I knew on purpose. That burst added more to the growing pressure, which now stayed with me. Roger returned with a small 6 foot ladder, purposely stepping on the pad before he pulled it to the side. That time I felt the growing dildo not only deep in my pussy, but also in my womb. The pressure was accompanied by a steady throbbing pain now. Roger placed the ladder sideways in front, and close to me. The mat was now placed in front of the ladder. He had to have done that on purpose. The five young men were now gathered in front of me, blocking my view in the mirror. Ed walked over to the ladder and Roger stepped on the pad once more, as if to make sure he added the next jolt instead of Ed. That was the biggest one yet. I tried to focus on what was happening next. Roger stood on the ladder his head just under my chin. Roger said “you should be able to see more detail now. What do you think?” Ed said, “I saw a few other pieces you did with latex and those rubber mannequins, but this one is the best.” I stared out over the store listening to Ed’s critique. Ed grabbed my breast squeezing it. He then said “Roger, these feel great. What is it?” Roger said “it a few new composites I am working with.” Ed said “Every feature seems true to scale, but why did you make the breasts so small?” Small I thought? I have a firm C-cup! Roger said, “it’s the submissive position. They naturally would look smaller with her stretched out like that. She is supposed to be a virgin. Young, thin, and sexy.” I was hurt by that comment of Ed saying I had small tits! I wanted to see them in the mirror but the 5 young men were blocking the view looking at some type of sex chair next to it. Roger’s comment made me feel better about how I looked on display. Ed climbed down the ladder, and stepped on what he should not have, for my sake. I am not sure if the bursts were getting bigger, or because of the growing number, but I felt my love tunnel now filled and pushing into my hips. I was thankful my legs were spread wide giving the invader more room to expand. What was more unusual was the feeling of the swell in my belly. It was a growing and stretching feeling for me there, which I never felt before.

 

I saw Roger adjust the ladder closer, pull something out of his pocket, keeping it from view, of Ed and the young men, and approach the ladder. The action by his foot again on the mat, caused a growing sensation of erotic pleasure, submissive energy, and throbbing pain. I felt an enormous growth in my womb, it was the biggest yet. I still had the mouthful of Roger’s load, from earlier, and almost spit it through the tube, which would have clogged it, and that would have been a dire situation for me. I wondered if I had clogged it, what would happen? I would assume that since I could not move of cry out, and nobody would notice that the situation had changed, I would suffocate, and that scared me! Roger was on the ladder, close to me and said, “There is problem with the transmitter and sex toy inside you.” Oh no! What could that mean? I was terrified and wondered what happened, and if my now quivering body showed, but I doubt it. He then said, “I am going to have to turn the mat off. Every time the bursts were growing in number, they were growing in size.” I knew it! I could feel them getting more extreme as they went! Roger said, “The fail safe meter shows you can take one more. That will put you at your limits with which your body can physically stand without any damage.” I was shocked at what he said about the mechanical device within me, but more relieved that he was able see this happening and stop it. If he had not noticed this, I can not imagine what could have happened to my insides, and I wouldn’t be able to even protest. Roger said, “I will give you the final burst as I step down from here and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do watching it. Once again, my mind raced and I felt myself get hot and attempted  to move any part of my body during this anxious moment. I watched as Roger put his foot down on the ground, and felt a huge jolt, and I was suddenly taken to the limit. I felt myself get very hot and my vision fade. I felt my pussy tunnel expand, and heard my hips pop, and felt my pelvic area expand to more than any man’s cock could ever do. I felt a shocking pain in the same area Roger stopped at, my cervix, before he pushed through its tunnel. I felt that most private womanly organ now being stretched. I bit hard on the tube, and try to tense every muscle in my body as I felt a tearing sensation inside me, as the scepter opened the canal wide. It was the same stabbing pain that soon turned into a throbbing pain that I was getting used to. It masked the stretching feeling, much less painful, that I would have felt as the tip of the staff continued to grow to it’s mechanical limits. It expanded my womb as far as it would go, pushing the latex to its limits also.

 

I closed my eyes screaming through my breathe tube and then it was over. I never saw Roger pick up the mat and carry the ladder away as he left. I felt less lightheaded but looked up and saw the same 5 young men now turn around from the contraption they were admiring and walk over to me. I suddenly saw myself in the mirror, and could not believe it. I was stunned. I saw the same latex covered female that now looked 9 months pregnant and ready to give birth, especially with wide open legs and a torso like that! It was hard to believe it was me! I stared at my swollen pussy, my bulging lower abdomen, my flaired out hips, and my huge womb, so obvious and overbearing. I closed my eyes as the five young men walked over to me. One squeezing my ankle, the other poking at my thigh. I then heard them talk, and it all ran together for me. “I thought she was sexier from further back”, “me too”, “she’s knocked up, that sucks, I thought my girlfriend was pregnant once”, “I like how you can see her pussy lips”, “no way, that camel toe pussy is nasty”, “you would fuck her though”, “no I wouldn’t, that is nasty”, “I’d fuck her”, “you would?”, “yeah, in her ass. Too bad we can not see that”, “it is probably fat anyways”, “I’d still fuck her in the ass”, “what about her tits?”, “I’d put my dick between those too”, “no, I mean do you like those?”, “yeah, but I like them bigger”, “yeah, me too”, “so do I. I like some big melons, she needs some implants”, “then she would be hotter”, “She looks like a slut anyways, especially in that pose”, “yeah, a cheap little whore, who some guy is would abuse”, “I’d still like her legs wrapped around me, they look nice”, “she does have nice legs”, “her hands look nice”, “her hands? Why?”,  “Nice for jacking me off!”, “you asshole”, “you ready to leave?”, “yeah, I seen enough”. I was stunned at the comments. Those young, horny, ignorant guys did not know how bad they just hurt me feelings. I was defenseless to comment back. I started to wonder what I had never heard people say. So many times I was told I could be a model, but that was a different look, not like a tied up pregnated whore. Would I look better with bigger breasts? Was my pussy so ugly besides being swollen? I was thinking way too much into the critiquing as I hung here for all to see and judge.

 

I looked to the front of the store and saw a woman walk in, go behind the counter, and give Roger a kiss on the cheek. He smiled back, they exchanged words and he picked up a set of keys. She resembled Roger and I wonder if it was his sister? I wondered what was going on next, as Roger said a few things to he, and walked out the door. How could he leave me like this? I saw a man and a women approach the counter. It was a couple I had not seen in the store before. The man pointed back at me, and they all three looked straight at me. They made their way through the store and now stood below me. The man said, “I think this is totally erotic and amazing. This has to be one of a kind”.  I realized it was Roger’s sister after she said, “All my brother’s works are. No two are alike and he tries to keep them as real as possible.” The woman spoke up and said, “So this girl is modeled after someone?” Roger’s sister said, “I know he said his latest creation, which is this, is modeled after a most beautiful woman”. I wondered if Roger actually said that? The man spoke up saying, “I think she is very pretty, and very sexy, and I think she looks fantastic pregnant”. The woman then said “her muscles are so well defined, her neck and shoulders so slim, and her chin and high cheekbones I would kill for!” They all laughed and I saw Roger’s sister grabbing the folded ladder and open it in front of me. Roger’s sister said, “you have to get a better look, and feel”. The woman walked up the ladder and the man approached me. The man squeezed my toe and then moved his hand up squeezing my foot almost massaging it. He said, “I think she has great feet too”. The woman said, “That because you just have a foot fetish”. He replied “yeah, but hers are perfect. I can imagine her in a pair of stiletto strappy heels”. The woman grabbed my breast under my nipple and on each side and gave them a hard squeeze. She then grabbed my upper arm, and squeezed hard again. That one actually hurt, and said “What is this made out of? It feels to real”. Roger’s sister answered, “Like I said, his works are very life-like”. The woman asked, “what is this thing in her mouth?” I thought to myself, this is the tube I breath with, but the filter is what is stopping me from getting rid of Roger’s cum dump and I wish you could taste it lady. Roger’s sister answered, “it might be some fetish thing, like a ball gag.” The man said, squeezing hard on by arched  foot, “this has to be a size 6. How much is this?” Roger’s sister said, “I don’t see it marked, but I am sure it is for sale at a fair price”. My anxiety builded as I never thought I was part of the store merchandise for sale! The woman asked, “well how much do you want for it?” Roger’s sister answered, “I am sorry, but I am not sure how much he is selling this for”. The lady climbed down off the ladder.

 

The man looked at his partner and said “Do you want it?” She nodded, and he looked at Roger’s sister for her some response. Roger’s sister said, “Well, you have always been great customers here, and I am sure that Roger wants a decent price, and one you would pay right?” The man said, “Money has never been an object for what we want, you know that.” Roger’s sister smiled, nodded, and asked “you definitely want it?” The woman quickly answered, “we do”. Roger’s sister excitedly said “it is sold then!” They all laughed. I was in shock at what just happened. I seriously doubted Roger had intended this. I was not for sale! I breathed harder through the tube, getting more nervous. My mind wandered back to this huge inflated rod inside me. I wondered how my skin had withstood the stretching? That thought was ended when I overheard Roger’s sister ask the eager couple, “so we can consider this deal done?” They both said ‘yes’ at the same time. Roger’s sister smiled and said “very good. It’s yours. I am sure you can settle up with Roger later. Did you intend to take it home tonight?” Wait! I am not going anywhere! Home?!? Whose home?!? My mind clouded and I could not believe this was happening! The man said, “We brought our box truck to leave with something interesting tonight. Can we get it in there?” Two single gentleman, that I did not even notice, came over said “we can help you load it”. Roger’s sister said “Ok. Let’s do it! Be careful everyone, we don’t want to damage it”. I felt them lifting the frame off the hooks. Once more I tried, and failed to move my body, to to do anything to stop this from happening. My world suddenly turned as I was taken off the wall and turned on my side. I watched the racks and merchandise pass before me as I was carried to the front of the store. Where was Roger? I needed his help right now! What would I do? Where was I going? I imagined being taken to their house, and hung in some kinky dungeon. They might never know that I was trapped in this creation. How long could my womanly organs take being stretched to their limits. I noticed the throbbing pain increase slowly from being invaded this unnatural way for so long. Would my last breath be taken through this tube?

 

I felt cool evening air through the latex as we were outside, everyone cooperating to get me to my new destination. I was laid flat and slid into the back of an empty box truck. I stared at the roof as I heard the doors swing shut. Everything went dark. I closed my eyes and wondered where I would be on display next.

 

 

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It was a Friday evening and I came over for dinner and as usual, my brother was working the late shift, so his time would be short and his wife would be going out to a PTA meeting. As I walked in the house I was greeted by my sister-in-law and brother. Sarah was upstairs doing something but they said she would be down in a minute. Sitting down for dinner, Sara finally decided to show up. Now Sara is about 5'2" with brownish-blonde hair, green eyes and about 110lbs. She resembles that girl on 7th Heaven, Lucy. Little did I know how much. She sat down at the table just wearing a loose t-shirt and had khaki shorts on. Nothing special but I still couldn't figure out the difference and believe me I looked. After dinner and with Sara getting up and down to get things for us, I still couldn't figure it out.

After about an hour my brother left for work and a few minutes after that my sister-in-law left for PTA. All the while Sara sat next to me. I told Sara that she has really grown up and if she wanted to talk about anything. She always called me when she knew mom and dad wouldn't understand. She said no so I decided it was getting late and decided to go. I had to get up early the next day because I had things to do. Sara and I walked out to my car like we always did with my arm around her. I was sitting in my car when Sara came up to the window like she always does and rests her arms on the sill leaning in to talk with me. At that time I noticed her t-shirt was open a little and I could see down the front of her shirt. Little did I realize just how grown up she was. I could see a lot of cleavage and two of the most magnificant and developed breasts I have ever seen. Sara was not shy about it either. One thing she really liked was when I would gently massage her hands and work my self up her arms especially if you were to turn your palms up and go up to the part in front of your elbow. Just gently rubbing back and forth.

While she had her arms on top of the other talking with me, I gently started to rub back and forth. I got to where her elbow was and started to feel her bicep with my right fingers. I then moved inside her bicep and gently started to work my fingers toward her armpit. She then told me that felt good as we continued to talk. As I continued that movement I noticed that she started to adjust herself to me. She moved a little to her right and gave me easier access to go up further. As she did I was able to feel inside her armpits and she let out a little sigh. I continued to softly rub the area with my fingers. As I was doing this, my thumb and finger were feeling the outside of her left breast. she never moved away and my god what I felt was really having an unusual affect with me. I got a little bolder and then using the back of my right hand, which was now completely inside her t-shirt, I started to move closer to her hole breast. I expected resistance but I got a pleasant surprise. Sara moved a little to her left and met my hand. She let me carress her tit with the back of my hand and it was unreal. Not only was her tit firm and very big but her nipple was very hard and extremely long about 1/2 inch. This from a 14yr old. She adjusted herself where I was able to turn my hand over. She turned to her left where she was almost sideways to the car and let me fondle and squeeze those wonderful tits with my right hand. She just moaned with pleasure and told me she wanted me to do that to her for a long time. I just kept squeezing and pulling on those unbelievable nipples and tits when we realized that mom would be home very soon. Dam, my dick was so hard and I really thought I would get some relief. I was really hurting. We kind of fumbled apart from each other and just looked with a glaze in our eyes. I told Sara that I didn't mean for that to happen and just gcarried away she told me, while smiling, its ok.

One thing that Sara does is that twice a month she comes over to my place and cleans. It's a way for her to earn extra spending money and her uncle really takes care of that. As she leaned in to give me a kiss good-bye she told me she would be over early to clean and mom would drop her off. I just looked at her and said that would be fine and maybe I would be home. Usually I'm not because of work. Little did I realize how early she would be over and what would happen.

This is my first time with this and if you would like to hear more your feedback would be appreciated.

Megan tried avoiding Aaron while he was awake and only visited him while he slept.  She couldn’t understand how Carly could be with him as he suffered so much.  She spent most of her free time with her dad who was home for four days before he had to leave again.  He left for a pilots conference cross country but would be back in a week.

Ashley, prolonging her major case the past week and a half, could hold out no longer and had to travel across the state to devote all her time on her client and the trial.  She drilled numbers and names into Carly for emergencies and had set up their neighbors to check on them every day.  She’d prefer them to go live with her husband’s parents for the time they’d be alone but with Aaron, things would just get too complicated, and nobody living close enough could take time from work to stay with the girls and Aaron.  Carly begged and vowed that she could handle everything.  She wanted to babysit that summer but her mom insisted that fifteen years old was too young; but now she had the perfect opportunity to prove she was responsible enough.

Carly held the pills in her hand and began reading the instructions.  Her mom mentioned that they would be able to wake up a dead horse.  Ashley didn’t let her know how many strings she had to pull to get the pills without a prescription though.  She didn’t think it mattered much as her husband was taking him to the doctor when he got back from his conference.  She gave him a pill the night before as well and he showed only positive signs in the afternoon before she left.  She did though let Carly and Megan know that it did have strong influential effects on the user, so he could be easily manipulated.  She joked that if the pills worked well enough, they may be able to get him to clean his room or the whole house.  At that, Carly just showed a slight smile to please her mother over her not so well timed joke while Megan smiled wide thinking about other uses for him besides cleaning.

Aaron was feeling great, at least compared to the past week.  He could think clearly and most all the pain was gone.  He felt almost too happy, but he was not about to complain.  He felt himself regaining his sanity through the naps that he took since Ashley gave him the pill but this time he woke up feeling great despite the overwhelming urge to take a piss.  He sat up on his bed and walked quickly over the clothes covering the floor of his room and quickly skipped to the bathroom and unloaded his bladder into the toilet.

Carly walked upstairs to check on Aaron and found his room empty.  She sat down on the bed and scanned the filthy dark room.  She decided that she would clean it a bit since she couldn’t stand looking at the mess and hoped that maybe it would cheer Aaron up a bit.

Aaron felt like getting some sun and fresh air.  He hated the dark messy dungeon of his room.  He walked past his room seeing Carly picking up a shirt and throwing it to the laundry basket and feeling more like himself now, he decided to sneak by and let her do a little more cleaning before he showed back up.  He snuck down the stairs, into the living room and past the kitchen onto the back patio by the pool.

Megan caught a glimpse of him and followed.  She met him on the bench in the corner.  Aaron quickly scanned her body, from her kicking white and pink tennis shoes, past her tiny ankle socks, up along her thin tanned legs to her short pink shorts, to her tight white t-shirt, and finally to her face and eyes who were staring back into his. 

“You feeling better?” Megan asked with Aaron nodding.

“I heard you in the shower this morning,” she said.

“Yeah, but I think I need another one after sleeping in my bed, I feel so greasy,” Aaron explained.  “I haven’t seen you much lately,” he continued.

Megan looked down to her lap and muttered, “I don’t like seeing people hurt… I’m sorry.”  A strong feeling of selfishness struck Aaron seeing her saddened by what he said.  He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, apologizing.

 

“You do feel greasy,” Megan giggled, “now I’m going to have to take a bath.  You should feel like this,” she said while pulling his other hand to her leg.  She put his hand on her leg and rubbed it up her soft smooth skin up to her shorts.  Megan stared into his face, testing his reaction to see how far she could go.  “Maybe we should take a bath together,” she blurted out not being able to hold back as Aaron’s fingers lingered on her leg, inches from her vagina. 

Aaron was surprised but couldn’t show it.  His overly happiness influenced his decision a lot but he too also curiously wanted to do it and agreed with Megan.  She released her grip on his hand and it fell, cupping her leg.  Megan could barely stand it, being wrapped so close to Aaron under his arm with his other hand resting on her bare skin so close to the sensitive slit between her two legs.  She stood up and told him she would get the bath ready now and walked into the house.

Aaron sat momentarily, confused and slightly scared of the thought.  He didn’t know what was going on but just felt it was best to go with the flow, after all he was the happiest he’d been in a long time.  But he couldn’t deny that that was the weirdest suggestion made to him by anybody, especially his cousin, although he felt that his touching her might have had something to do with it.  He got up and left into the house to go up to his room.

Carly finished putting all the dirty clothes in the laundry basket and straitening up a few knickknacks and sat down on Aaron’s bed.  She pushed herself back and leaned against the wall lifting her legs up and wrapping her arms around her knees.  She heard, then saw Megan run up the stairs and into the bathroom.  She didn’t realize that Aaron had left it.  She was about to get up to look for Aaron when she heard him walking up the stairs. 

Aaron walked into the room and stared at Carly.  He scanned her, from her white and blue tennis shoes on his bed sheets to her ankle socks, up and around her small tanned legs into her open miniskirt, where he lingered, trying to view her panties but failed as her legs blocked any good view.  He continued, up to and past her tight light blue t-shirt and to her face.  He didn’t mean to be so blatant about his scanning and didn’t realize it was so obvious until he saw the look on Carly’s face.  He was about to apologize when Carly asked him to come to her.  He felt so ashamed and just wanted to leave but freely obeyed her.  He sat on the bed and pushed himself up like Carly so he wouldn’t be tempted to look down backward into her skirt.

“Thank you for being there for me this last week,” Aaron said shamefully looking straight to his knees.  Carly wrapped her arm around the front of Aaron and pulled her head to his chest and wiped her tearing eyes in appreciation.  Aaron wrapped his hand around her body and kept apologizing hoping it would make her stop crying.  She slowly pulled her head up to Aaron’s and quickly kissed him and pulled away to see how he would take it. 

Aaron lately found Carly to be attractive but the past week with her, he felt much more for her.  As she stood by his side and comforted him in his darkest hour, he began caring more and more for her.  He never felt this way before and it somewhat scared him because she was his cousin but he couldn’t stop what was happening now if he wanted to.

He moved his mouth to her face and pressed his lips to hers.  Carly’s entire body flared in heat as if being kissed for the first time by the boy she’d loved forever.  She opened her mouth and tilted her head a bit and began pushing her tongue into Aaron’s lips.  As Aaron opened his mouth, Carly pushed her body sideways, over Aaron’s legs and pulled him on top of her.  When Aaron shifted over her as so she was under his entire body and could feel his penis bulging against her leg, she wrapped her arms under the tail of his shirt and began running her hands over his warm back. 

Aaron didn’t know what she wanted in return and in no way did he want to hurt or offend her by going too far, compromising what they had going so he just let her do whatever she wanted to him holding back all the things he wanted to do to her. 

Carly, locked lips with Aaron and her hands up his shirt and fingers wrapped over his bare shoulders gripping him to her body, began feeling terrible.  She knew that Aaron was under an influence and was letting her do anything to him but he wasn’t doing anything back.  She felt like she was just using him.  She wanted him so incredibly bad but wanted even more for him to want her back.  She pulled her lips from his and told him to get off her.  Aaron just stared into her eyes. 

“Get off me!” she repeated loudly.  This pissed Aaron off as his ever increasing happiness instantly flipped into rage as Carly laid under him having just teased him and now rejected him.  He pushed himself off her and walked from the room flaring with anger, confusion, and depression.  He marched into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.  He looked down at Megan standing before him in nothing but her panties and short shorts and dropped to his knees throwing his arms around her and squeezed her body into his.  He was tired of being mad and depressed and held Megan tightly, never wanting to leave her small, warm body. 

Megan felt Aaron’s erection going limp against her leg and concluded that Carly must have screwed up big time with him.  Megan thought Carly didn’t watch enough TV. 

“Let’s get you into the bath,” Megan said softly.  She lifted his shirt as best she could until he finally released his grip on her.  She pulled the shirt over him and threw it by the door.  Unbuttoning his pants, she pulled the zipper open and pushed her little thumbs under his boxers and pants and slid them down to his knees.  Then she pushed her hips out toward Aaron.  He looked down at her shorts and then to her face.  She nodded and he moved his hands to her zipper and slowly zipped it to the bottom.  He pushed his fingers in the hole rubbing her panties with his knuckles where he slid his hand up and undid the button, letting her shorts fall to the ground.

Now looking at the young almost naked body in front of him, Aaron began to forget about Carly and his penis began rising again.  He looked into Megan’s face which kept glancing between his eyes and her hips which still protruded toward him.  Aaron lightly touched the back of her calves and slowly teased his way up the back of her naked legs.  He moved them just to barely touch and stimulate the skin all the way to her butt where he cupped her round and small cheeks.  He moved his fingers under the rim of her panties and slowly pulled them down.  He moved them past her vagina and let them drop to her shorts on the floor. 

Megan put her hand over the top of Aaron’s head and pushed it to her vagina.  Aaron’s nose pressed just above her vagina so he grabbed her naked butt cheeks and moved his mouth between her legs and slipped his tongue out and moved the warm wet muscle the full length of Megan’s tiny slit.  Megan almost fell as she lost all muscles in her legs from the sheer enjoyment.  She backed up and turned to sit on the bathtub edge while gripping her belly and gasping for breath.  Aaron wrapped his entire mouth over her small vagina between her legs and began rubbing as much tongue as he could over her vaginal lips while breathing warm heavy breaths of air from his nose just above. 

Megan could barely keep herself from falling back into the hot bath water as her vagina was being massaged by Aaron’s entire mouth.  Aaron then began pushing his tongue into the tiny crack and licking inside the entire length of the slit.  Megan began panting heavily and lost control.  She grabbed Aaron’s head and pulled tightly as her entire reproductive system began spasming wildly as she released her orgasm.  She let out a loud shriek as she wanted to pull Aaron’s face off her from the over stimulation but couldn’t and fell back into the tub engulfing her naked body in hot water.  With her neck up and feet sticking out of the water, she panted heavily trying to calm down pressing her hand into her vagina lips trying to stop anything else from touching it.  Aaron kicked his pants and boxers off and climbed in with Megan.  He turned her around to go with the length of the tub and hovered over her. 

“Just a minute,” she begged staring at Aaron and panting for air.  Aaron pulled her up uncovering her nipples from the water and moved his mouth to them.  He shaped his lips around her nipple and began sucking the skin around it while licking the nub.  Megan dropped her head back in pleasure and sighed, “You’re going to kill me.”  Aaron flipped the tip of his tongue over the tip of her nipple as he massaged her other nipple with his thumb.  Megan moaned partly for help; she felt like she had never before and didn’t think she could handle this much. 

Aaron then ran his tongue from her one nipple to the other and began sucking and swirling as much tongue as he could over it.  He moved his hand down her back to her butt cheeks and pushed his finger down her crack.  He forced his hand under her butt and proceeded rubbing her tiny butt hole with his finger.  Megan rolled her eyes and released her breath.  Then Aaron began trying to push his finger into her butt hole.  The pressure of her hole parting tensed her butt cheeks and she closed her eyes, silently opening her mouth wide. 

Aaron felt too much resistance so he moved his mouth back down to her vagina as she slid back into the water.  He puckered his lips and released a concentrated stream of air bubbles between her small legs onto the slit.  Megan closed her eyes again and squirmed around from the feeling.  Aaron came up for air and dropped back down where his lips met her lips, and he plunged his tongue deep into her vagina and began feeling all around inside her with it.  Megan jerked her legs and through her arms out of the water grabbing the sides of the bathtub.  As Aaron’s lips moved over her vaginal lips and his tongue inside her, Megan could no longer hold back and her hips began bucking into Aaron’s face as her muscles gripped his tongue and she orgasmed inside his mouth, as she cried out in bliss. 

Again, Aaron kept sucking and licking her vagina as she and after she had her orgasm.  Megan pleaded, knowing he couldn’t hear her, to stop.   Aaron drew his head up for air and dunked back under and began running his tongue all between her small legs.  He moved his hands up to her chest and felt around for her nipples and began swirling his thumbs over them.  Megan’s entire body shivered and she could feel another orgasm coming.  To ease it, she gripped her legs around Aaron’s head and leaned forward trying to curl her body up.  The sensation just grew inside her and she jerked back, thrusting her pelvis and soft vagina into Aaron’s face, releasing her most intense orgasm.  She cried loudly in pure ecstasy as again her hips bucked against Aaron’s mouth and she released her young orgasm into his mouth again as he grabbed for  her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs. 

Aaron then slowly blew a stream of bubbles up from her clitoris to her chest.  He removed his head from the water by hers and gasped for air.  Megan looked to Aaron and grabbed his head and brought his lips to hers.  She drove her tongue into his mouth and began licking her juicing out of his mouth.  Then she pulled his head from hers.

“Go inside me please, cum inside me so you’ll stop torturing me, please!” she panted and sucked his mouth back to hers.

Not even thinking, Aaron complied.  While Megan still lapped her juices from his mouth, Aaron pulled his penis up to her vaginal slit.  He pushed his penis’s entire length inside of her at a steady pace.  Megan, who thought she couldn’t cum anymore, now feeling his dick enter her, and feeling it go deep into her organ pressing against the other organs in her tiny body, couldn’t believe the pleasure she was still getting.  Aaron wrapped his arm around her body trying to hold as much contact as possible as they sucked each other’s mouths and he drove his penis between her legs, into her small body. 

As he continued moving in and out of her, she began breathing deeper into Aaron’s mouth.  Feeling her tiny naked body breathing and panting against his naked body in the hot bath water invigorated Aaron as he came close to climax feeling the unbelievable tightness of his younger cousin’s vaginal tube run the length of his penis.  He hit his max and began to cum, pulsing his sperm into the little girl’s body. 

As the hot liquid cum shot inside her body into her womb, Megan ripped her mouth away from Aaron’s, tilting her head back and began moaning loudly as her hips thrust her entire naked body against Aaron’s, as her insides compressed themselves around Aaron’s shaft and convulsed her pink fleshy tube against the full length of his appendage.

Aaron, just finishing cumming began feeling Megan’s body convulse and her soft hot wet vaginal insides spasm against his penis.  He gripped Megan’s little body hard as the head of his penis became over stimulated from her orgasm. 

Megan felt Aaron’s grip and she too felt that her orgasm was a bit extreme and was taking a lot out of her, but still managed to grip her arms around Aaron’s body for comfort and safety.  Megan kept moaning loudly as her already over stretched organ shrunk even more around its intruder.  As she released her full orgasm, she gripped tightly to Aaron, as did he to her.  When she stopped, she fell backwards releasing her grip almost losing consciousness from the strain on her body.  She stared up at Aaron not knowing what to say or even if she had the strength to talk.  Aaron keeping his penis locked into her tiny body slowly set himself on top of her.  Seeing her so worn out, he rolled them over letting her tiny worn out body rest on his.  Her naked form just laid on top of his being pulled down his sloping body from gravity locking her into place on his penis.

Then the door opened and Carly, rubbing her eyes with her shirt sleeves, walked in.

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