Renee the Babysitter Helps at the Party

- by Alvo Torelli, September, 2019

(M+f, b+f, humil, best, con, gang)

Author's Note: The girl in this story, Renee, is real. The story is fiction, but some parts of the story are true. If you'd like to send a comment to Renee, use the comment form at the end of the story. If your comment isn't too awful I'll pass it along. The comments I've sent her so far get her very excited! -Alvo

Part 1: Renee and the Boys

"Renee?" the voice on the phone asks.

"Oh, hi, is that you Mr. Richardson?" Renee answers. "Did you need me to babysit this weekend?"

"Uh, well, yes, but not exactly. But I'd really like to hire you for something a little different, if you're interested. Did you know it was the twin's birthday on Friday?"

"Oh, yeah, I knew it was coming. They're going to be twelve! I can't believe they're so grown up. I guess you won't need me to babysit them much longer, will you?" Renee is honestly sad about the boys getting too old for babysitting. The two horny little devils are her favorite charges.

Renee flashes back to that one time she was babysitting the twins when they were ten and she found an ASSTR porn story on their dad's computer - a naughty story about a babysitter! OMG! She'd had such an amazing fantasy over that - imagining that Jack, their dad, had left the story for her to find. She had quite the crush on him then, and she still did. It was a crazy, weird fantasy, imagining that Jack made secret videos of her getting herself off while she read the dirty story, and then they fucked and there were thousands of people reading all about it as it happened. She'd never cum so hard in her life! Of course she was only fourteen then, and now, at fifteen, she thinks she knows a lot more about real sex - unfortunately not at Jack's hands.

Not long after that wonderful night of fantasy, it occurred to Renee that it probably wasn't Jack who left a porn story for a buxom little fourteen-year-old girl to find. Way too risky! But those two ten-year-olds were already constantly sniffing around her and trying to sneak peeks down her blouse at her ample breasts. It made way more sense that they were the culprits - the dirty little perverts! So ever since then she really turned up the heat; she's been teasing them with her body every chance she gets. God, she loves to wear slutty clothes when she babysits them, like super-tight cutoffs and a loose button-down blouse tied under her tits with her nipples nearly exposed. She loves the way they have to hide the boners they get in their pants and the way they blush when she notices. As they've gotten closer to puberty, she's only gotten worse! She lets them have the occasional 'accidental' tit-show and she doesn't do anything to dissuade them if one of them manages to 'accidentally' touch her. LOL! She's even let them oil up her teen body when she's lying around out by their pool in her skimpy bikini. OMG! She loves cock-teasing them! She knows the two deviants are both way too scared to do anything for real. She loves being the center of their sexual awakening. She loves frustrating them, making them horny and getting them as embarrassed as possible. It's such a thrill.

That one event with the story had also been a different kind of awakening for Renee. She realized she loved the way the fathers of her various charges looked at her when she dressed slutty, especially Jack. But the mothers certainly didn't approve! She had to be careful around the mothers or she wouldn't get called back. Thank goodness Jack is single! Still...

"Uh, Renee?" Jack broke into her thoughts.

Oh, sorry Mr. Richardson."

"So, I'm letting the boys have a birthday party this Friday. It's a slumber party actually. And, well, I could really use some help putting it together and keeping an eye on things. Could you, ah, help out? I'd pay you of course."

Renee smiles, thinking about the choice of outfits she might wear to the boys party, imagining teasing them in front of their friends. Serve them right, the nasty deviants! LOL! "Oh! Sure, ah, Jack. Sure, I'd love to help."

"I think everything's ready, ah, Jack," Renee said. She still had trouble calling him Jack instead of Mr. Richardson, but he'd insisted. The food and decorations were all out. Burgers ready for grilling. The video game room was ready. The pool was clean, the music was cued up, the house looked great. Judging by the number of times she caught Jack ogling her, her outfit was sexy enough. Everything really was ready. "So, who did the boys invite to their party?"

"They invited their entire U13 soccer team!" Jack answered, "But thank god only eight or nine of them could come. They'll all be here as soon as practice is over - another ten minutes maybe?"

"So this is an all-boy party?" Renee is surprised, and a little excited. A whole house of twelve and thirteen year old boys to tease? Her naughty cunny clenches at the the thought.

"Well, yeah, it's a slumber party. I couldn't exactly let them invite any girls. Especially not with the way Marty and Ryan hit puberty six months ago."

"Uhm, they did?"

"Oh god, don't tell them I told you that - it would mortify them! But, yeah, and they've been little terrors ever since. You have no idea."

"Uh, I might have a little bit of an idea," Renee says with a twinkle in her eye. Puberty! Well, that explained a few things that had happened when she was babysitting them.

"Oh look, here they are, earlier than I thought."

Including the twins, Marty and Ryan, ten boys crash noisily into the house, heading for the food. But every one of them comes up short at the sight of Renee in her skin-tight short shorts and bikini top - and nothing else. Hey, it's a pool party! Renee recognizes three more of the boys - Jeff, Eli Jr and Jayden - from past babysitting jobs. Whoah, those three have grown!

Renee blushes, remembering the time Jayden's dad, Jamal, came home early and caught her reading another porn story - a story about a babysitter who got tricked by two little boys, boys who glued her to their bed and let her get fucked by their dog! She'd been so engrossed and turned on she hadn't heard Jamal return. She had her skirt up around her waist and her panties down around her ankles before she realized that she wasn't alone! She caught a reflection of Jamal's handsome face and realized he was secretly watching her frig herself in front of his computer. He could see everything! She'd nearly died of mortification on the spot, but then the level of her arousal had spiked. Instead of trying to cover herself, she'd pretended she didn't know he was there and kept on working herself up to a nice, hard crescendo of passion. She even moaned and at one point she said his name, just to see what happened. LOL! From the corner of her eye she could see him stroking his big, black dick - the only cock she'd ever seen. She was pretty sure he'd cum, too, but she couldn't be sure without giving away that she'd seen him. But her own orgasm was incredible. Too bad they never asked her back to babysit Jayden again.

But now Renee has to deal with ten pairs of huge eyes ogling her flesh. It thrills her! She returns their stares, turning from one to another and soon ten boys are embarrassed and trying to pretend they hadn't noticed her. LOL! Now the party can start. This is going to be so much fun!

Ninety percent of the food and all the hamburgers are gone in the first ten minutes. "Jesus, I forgot how boys like this can eat after practice!" Jack says. "Can you hold down the fort while I make a run to the store? Maybe you could corral the boys together so the twins could open their presents. That'll keep them occupied for a bit."

"Sure, ah, Jack," Renee agrees, but a bit of a shiver runs through her. How will these boys behave without an adult present? OMG! Don't be a scaredy cat, gyrl! She thinks about the present she's been considering giving the twins for their birthdays, and realizes it will be way easier with Jack out of the picture for a bit. "Yeah, Jack - go ahead, don't worry about anything."

"Brave girl," Jack responds with a wry smile.

It's great fun to sashay about the house playing the Pied Piper, using her sexy outfit and come-hither dark eyes instead of playing a flute to lure the various boys to come join her out by the pool, promising them they don't want to miss the twins getting their 'special' birthday present. In no time all the boys are gathered around Renee and the twins, who already blush just from being the center of attention. Adolescent boys! LOL! So cute.

First the twins need to open the present their dad left for them, which turns out to be a high-end video camera. Renee thinks it's odd that Jack only got one present for the two boys, but it was obviously very expensive and they seem thrilled with it. It only takes a few seconds to unpack it before it's in immediate use, documenting their birthday pool party. The twins don't seem to mind at all that its Eli Jr who's using the camera.

The next present for the twins is from their whole team, a pair of generous gift certificates presented by their best friend Darius. After a round of high fives, Renee realizes its her turn. It's now or never! She's excited at what she wants to do to the naughty twins, but nervous too. She runs her fingers through her long blonde bangs and bites her lip as she gets up her nerve.

A hush falls over the crowd of gangly, awkward boys when Renee steps up. The ogling is back in force, but this time she can't seem to find the confidence to turn it back on the little boys. Flustered, she needs to regain control. She reminds herself how delicious it will be to thoroughly tease the twins and embarrass them in front of their friends. Mischievous confidence floods back into her veins. LOL! She can't wait to see them blush and stammer in front of their friends.

Not wanting to waste another second, Renee grabs the twins by their hands and pulls them in close. "Happy Birthday, sexy boys!" she says in a kittenish voice, giving her hot teen body a sexy wiggle. Before they can react, she pulls Ryan in to give him a deep, lip-locked kiss.

The hooting and hollering from the other boys is enthusiastic and sends an electric rush of unexpected magnitude through Renee's young body. God she loves teasing little boys! She presses her pillowy breasts against Ryan's chest and holds the back of his neck as she lets all the boys see that she's slipping her tongue into his mouth. Cheers erupt and when she presses her bare thigh between his legs she can feel the hardness and surprising size of his instant erection.

But there are two boys to torment. Without hesitation, Renee swings around to Marty and lays a huge kiss on him, too. It's such a simple plan - give them both big, warm kisses and nipple rubs to get them aroused, let them put their hands on the warm, smooth flesh of her bare midriff, then pull away and leave them breathless, blushing and seriously tented in their shorts! A simple plan, but a plan that backfires.

The first problem is how much Renee is affected by the cat calls, whistles and general boisterous enthusiasm of the other boys. The excitement of the boys suffuses her with erotic energy. She drinks it in and lengthens the time she spends kissing Marty and rubbing her scantily clad body against his skinny form. She hears snatches from the other boys in the midst of the hooting, "... said she was a slut...", "... fucking great tits...," and "... mom won't have her in the...".

The second problem happens as she finally forces herself to break off tongue-fighting the newly minted twelve-year-old. She's supposed to turn her laughing, taunting smile on her audience. Marty and Ryan should be blushing beet red, desperately trying to hide the condition of their young dicks from their teammates. It will be priceless, and then she can make a big joke out of it and tell all the other boys they should be as lucky as her favorite, mortified preteens. It's a perfect plan. But the twins aren't blushing! She looks incredulously from one to the other. They aren't trying to hide the obvious tents in their shorts. They're both looking at her with wry, dangerous smiles on their smooth-cheeked but no longer so innocent looking faces.

No! This isn't going the way it's supposed to. She's losing control of the situation. But she can get it back on track. She just needs to embarrass them more deeply, take it to a higher level, that's all. That will do it! In a moment of desperation, Renee grabs each twin by a hand and places their palms firmly on her large, buoyant breasts. Ha! Does my female flesh burn you, little boys? "Oh Marty! Ryan! That's so naughty, stop that!" she cries out in an alarmed, sexy-kitten voice, as if the boys were molesting her in front of their friends. That will get them blushing, she's sure of it!

But she's wrong - she's so wrong. The twin's hungry smiles have gotten hungrier and there isn't a sign of embarrassment about them! How can this be? Just look at the bulges in their shorts! Then the sound washes over Renee - laughter and hollering, but a different kind of hollering - dark words like "slut" and "she wants it" and then the chant: "show us, show us, show us." She scans the crowd of boys and they all have that hungry, frightening smile. They all have noticeable tents in their shorts - ever last one of them - even Eli Jr with the new video camera up on his shoulder with its big lens that suddenly blinds Renee as it reflects the lowering sun into her eyes.

Renee blinks and realizes the boys have all begun to cheer. Why? OMG! Ryan and Marty have conspired to pull her strapless bikini top down under her breasts! NO! Ryan, Marty! NO!

The swim top holds up Renee's very ample bare breasts and makes them look even bigger, even bouncier. Ten pairs of big, round, adoring adolescent eyes burn her with their intensity. They must be scorching her for she can feel the heat on her skin - on her chest, her nipples, her face. Oh god! Renee is the one who is blushing, blushing so hard she can feel the heat in her every pore! Renee is the one who is the center of this maelstrom of young testosterone-driven attention. She tries to throw her arms over her chest, to escape their mortifying gaze, but Ryan and Marty have taken hold of her wrists and they hold her arms out to the sides. She twists and struggles, but it's no use. When did the two grow so strong, so big? Why are they looking at her like that?

A sudden thrill spikes through Renee's psyche like nothing she's ever experienced, like a first dose of heroine or a first jump in a parachute. It sears her mind, travels straight down to make her pussy clench and flood. She knows in that instant she will never forget and forever crave this amazing rush of pure, simple lust - lust driven by the most debilitating humiliation she's ever felt.

Ryan and Marty twist Renee's arms, forcing her to thrust her chest out. She knows she could fight off either one of them alone, but together they're stronger than her. She's at their mercy. Still blushing horribly, she understands that they're forcing her down onto her knees. As soon as they have her there, they kneel on either side of her, keeping the painful pressure on her arms. Her arms come together behind her back, forearm to forearm and someone she can't see begins to wrap something around them.

Marty leans around and kisses Renee again and another spike of lust makes her go along with him. She doesn't even try to pull away. And as he kisses her she hears Ryan's voice in her ear. "You didn't think daddy would only give the two of us a single present, did you, Renee?" She hears laughter ripple across the other boys. She feels the binding around her arms tighten. She's frightened, but her pussy is clenching so hard. She tries to force her tongue into Marty's mouth.

But suddenly it isn't Marty kissing Renee, it's Ryan. Desperately, her tongue entwines with his as she kisses him back. It's Marty who's torturing and teasing her with his voice, talking over the humiliating laughter of the other boys. "Daddy said you'd try something. Daddy said it was time for you to learn the price of being such a cock tease. Daddy said you wouldn't even fight." The laughter and boisterousness grow louder, but she doesn't know why - she can't see the other boys, she can only see the young face of Ryan.

Renee gasps as Ryan is suddenly gone. There's only the briefest glimpse of a sea of eager and excited faces before her sight is eclipsed by something else. But it's not another face, it's not another boy come to kiss her. Renee knows exactly what's been thrust past her full, curvaceous lips - a cock.

As a huge cheer erupts from the boys and another spike of adrenalized embarrassment courses through her body, Renee instinctively tries to throw her arms forward and push the boy, whomever he is, away. It's only now that she realizes her arms are tightly bound behind her back. It's only now she realizes that her humiliation will be joined by helplessness, panic and fear. But none of these new emotions can overcome the extreme lust that causes the fifteen-year-old babysitter to eagerly suck the proffered young cock deep into her mouth, where she swirls around it with her tongue.

At last. Here's something Renee can successfully tease!

Ryan's voice is in Renee's ear again as she eagerly gobbles his brother's larger-than-expected cock. "That's it, Renee, suck Marty's dick! You know you want to. You know you want to suck my dick too - and you'll get your chance. Everyone's going to watch. Everyone's going to know what a cock-teasing slut you are. Every boy here is going to know how it feels to have your pretty lips wrapped around his dick!"

OMG! They're going to make her suck off every boy here - all ten of them! They're going to film it! She feels a whole new wave of shame roll over her. The way the shame and depravity turns her on is terrifying! Her pussy is so wet. Her nipples are so hard. She bobs her face forward and back, fucking her mouth around Marty's warm cock.

Now, a boy of twelve, with his five inches of inexperienced cock embedded, for the very first time, deep in the warm, wet, eager mouth of a pretty blonde, buxom teen girl, a girl who's completely in his control, helpless to resist him - well, he isn't going to last very long. Is he? It's just natural. Marty grabs the back of Renee's head and starts thrusting in and out of her mouth, moaning "oh my god, oh my god," oblivious to his friends' cheers and stares. Regardless of her overwhelming mortification, Renee eagerly sucks at the rapidly moving cock. But despite her extra years, despite her extensive experience teasing and arousing boys and men, despite her bravado and the reputation she's tried to promote, Renee isn't really prepared for what it means to suck a boy's cock until he cums. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Marty announces to all of his friends. "Yes, oh god, it's so.... fuuuuuucckkkk!"

Renee's mouth floods with young boy sperm. Jack wasn't kidding when he told her the twins had hit puberty - wave after wave of hot, thick cum jets into her mouth. She splutters and chokes. The cum overflows the limited space that's isn't filled with boy-cock. It dribbles over her chin and a whole new level of belittlement constricts her throat as she feels the cum dripping onto her bare tits. As senseless as it is, she struggles against whatever is binding her arms.

Renee's view expands for a moment as Marty stumbles back, his small cock waving about. He's so proud to be the first to get the pretty girl to suck him off. And Renee? She's overwhelmed and confused - confused by how incredibly horny she's become! Her eyes dart about, catching Marty getting a high-five from Darius, the glint of the camera lens, a sea of laughing, wide-eyed faces, two boys pointing - pointing at her. She realizes what she must look like. She's on her knees with her bare, cum coated breasts on display. Her mouth is open, her pretty, full lips must glisten in the harsh sun, moist with Marty's seed. And her mouth is still full of his cum. Do they know how cloying and oily it is? Do they understand that the earthy taste overwhelms her mind. Will they understand what it means when she tilts her head back to show them the pool of cum then swallows it down? Can they possibly understand that their laughter and jeering only makes her want more?

Renee does show the boys the bounty in her mouth, and then she swallows and basks in the glow of the cheer that goes up around the pool.

But her view contracts again as the shadow of another form fills her vision - Ryan and his ready, hungry, throbbing boy-meat. The sun disappears and Renee thrusts her head forward to slide her lips, along the boy's five inches of excited flesh.

Why is she so hungry to suck and lick at Ryan's boy-cock? Her skin still burns with shame, shame that sends throbbing, incessant shocks of arousal down into her sopping cunny. OMG! Her panties and her shorts must be soaked by now. What if they see? OMG! It seems impossible for her blush to deepen, but on her pale cornflower complexion it does. And still she gobbles at Ryan's twitching cock. It's all so confusing and frightening, this terrible new-found need she has to debase herself for the crowd of gawking, hooting boys. She wants Ryan's hot seed in her mouth - why? She wants all the boys to see her smacking her pretty lips as she swallows his cloying, tasty cum down her throat - why? Where has this need been hiding?

Maybe it wasn't hiding? Even as she doubles her slutty efforts to get Ryan to give up his cum, a little voice in the back of her is waking up. 'This is the real you, Renee. This why you've been teasing those little boys and their daddies. This is why you came so hard when Jayden's daddy was watching you. This is why you keep wearing slutty, revealing clothes when you babysit. Didn't you ever wonder why you never agree to babysit only for little girls? It's degrading and shameful the things you do for attention, slut! Didn't you understand how much you need to debase yourself so that you could wallow and squirm in their sexual attention? It's what you are, Renee. Admit it! Be who you are!'

OMG! No, no, it can't be true! But the rest of her mind knows that it is true. She lets Ryan's scalding cum overflow from her mouth. She wants them all to see it! She wants them all to know she likes it. She shows them all, then swallows and swallows.

And then she begs. "More! More, please!" Waves of shame overwhelm her and she nearly loses her young mind. Ten boys. Ten cocks. So much cum!

They lift her from the deck of the pool and someone unbinds her arms. Her arms ache as she moves and blood rushes back into them. There are so many boys, so many hands, so many shining eyes ogling her flesh, so many fingers stroking her skin, so many palms testing the buoyancy of her ample, soft breasts, so many tongues licking her aching, straining nipples. "No, no," she cries out weakly but even she can hear in her voice that she doesn't mean it, that she wants them to use her, touch her, kiss her, tease her, laugh at her. There are enough boys to lift her off the deck and carry her to a deck lounge. She's on her back. She doesn't fight them. A little piece of her mind is screaming at her to run, but that other piece, that evil piece, is in ascendance and it makes her shiver in obvious delight under the hands that touch her everywhere. So many boys! Someone kisses her and she kisses him back. Someone licks her nipple and she arches her back. Someone pulls her arms underneath the lounge chair and she hears the distinctive sound of handcuffs, she feels her wrists pulled painfully tight under the chair, but she doesn't care, it's what she's there for. She's just a toy for the little boys to play with, hardly even a person, and god she wants them to play with her!

But wait, no, OMG! Renee can't help kicking and squirming when she feels them unzip her skin-tight shorts and start to shimmy the tight, stretchy fabric over her hips. No, god, no! This is too far! "Ryan, Marty, please!" she hears herself cry out. She hears the terror in her voice, the panic. But then she hears all the boys laughing and cheering at the sight of her neatly shaven young pussy. She hears one saying "look how wet these panties are!" and another yells "god, what a horny slut!" That stab of incredible shame-driven lust lances through her body as all the boys see how she is completely overwhelmed with desire and need and she's isn't strong enough to resist it. "Ryan, Marty, please!" she repeats, but this time her voice is filled with longing and lust. "Ryan! Please! Marty! Oh god. Touch me! Make me cum! Please!" Renee is lost to an arousal she can't even begin to comprehend.

The laughter that her begging engenders is almost more than she can bear.

Renee's head falls back, over the end of the flat deck lounge. Her head spins. Someone kisses her, hard, with tongue. He disappears, but a cock is presented to her hungry lips and she lets it slide into her mouth. Blood runs to her brain as her head hangs upside down and her lips gobble at the thin, young cock. She realizes too late that he's distracting her from a worse fate. Unseen boys pull her ankles to the sides of the lounge and push her knees up and out. She's no longer too distracted to understand she's on display - her virginal tight cunt must glisten in the cruel light of the setting sun. It must beckon to them - their adolescent wet dreams come true.

How many of these naughty, hormone-riddled little boys could ever believe the truth: Renee is still a virgin. Who could believe that such a cock-teasing, slutty, flirtatious girl of fifteen could still be pure? She feels something wrap around her ankles and she understands her ankles are being bound to the arms of the lounge. She's forced open and vulnerable and available for anyone who wants to use her. Oh god, oh god - they wouldn't! They wouldn't! Despite the shameful stories spread around about her, stories she had never denied, Renee really is a virgin! Despite the cock that she sucks with passion as it fucks in and out of her mouth, Renee thrashes and wrestles uselessly against her bonds.

"Relax, Renee," she hears in one ear, then the voice seems to move to the other ear like some seventies stereo gimmick. "Daddy said we can't fuck you."

The twins! Relief floods through Renee's brain. That can't fuck her. They can't rape her.

"Daddy said," the first boy whispers, "you aren't good enough to be our first fucks."

No! OMG! NO! A whole new level of humiliation hits Renee in the temple. She's bound, she's at their mercy, she doesn't even know which boy's cock she's sucking, she's spread wide for their hungry eyes - but she's been rejected. She's not good enough. Her cunny nearly explodes with need. OMG! Why won't they fuck her? She needs it!

"But we can do anything else we want," the second twin whispers in the other ear.

And Renees mouth floods with boy-cum once again. But this time, upside down, she chokes and splutters and she feels the cum splurting out onto her face. It's harder to swallow. The cum drips into her long bangs.

As the most recent boy retreats, as she swallows his warm cum, Renee feels something new. A tentative touch on her inner thigh, then another. Yes! Yes! Please! She finds that she can't raise her head enough to see who's touching her. Just trying makes her dizzy as the blood sloshes about in her brain. OMG! But she can whimper. It's humiliating and debasing, but she can whimper and beg. "Oh please, please, make me cum. Make me cum! Oh god, please!" She hears giggles between her legs and laugher all around and her mortification climbs yet another notch on the ladder. But she doesn't care. It only makes her need that much worse. Yes, another touch, and another, closer, closer. OMG! Touch me! YES! YES! Some brave boy's finger enters her snatch, easily sliding in through the wetness. Her own fingers have never felt half so wonderful!

The laughter and the giggling of the young, inexperienced boys grows in pace with the trembling that spreads out from Renee's cunny. Her traitorous body responds to the inexpert clawing of the boys. Their ineptness is no matter - her need is too great and the shame of her position is too overwhelming. Voices rise above the laughter. "I dare you!" "No way, gross!" "Chicken!" "Fuck you, James, you do it!" "I will." "No you won't." "Just watch, dirtbag."

Renee gasps at a new sensation, something she's only dreamed of. A cheer ripples across the crowd and her pussy spasms, then clasps at the new intrusion. Smooth skin presses into both of her upper thighs and a warm wetness laves across her clit. She screams. She arches her back and strains every muscle, but even as the unknown boy's tongue brings her to a wild, insane climax another boy's cock is presented to her pretty lips. In her ecstasy of depravity, her first orgasm at the hands and tongue of a young boy, Renee eagerly gobbles yet another boy-cock into her warm mouth. Her tongue traces the outline of the invading cock even as the other unknown boy discovers the unknown country of her labia, her clitoris and her cunt. Renee bucks and strains every muscle as her pussy floods and she orgasms on the boy's lovely tongue. She would scream aloud in shame if it wasn't for the boy who is fucking her gorgeous face.

Renee begins to lose track of the depravities as twilight deepens. She greedily sucks another cock as various boys whisper terrible things in her ears - things they'd like to do to her, things that even she's never heard of, things that make her shiver. A wash of cum covers her pretty face. She feels it dripping into her bangs, soiling her beauty. But she doesn't have time to beg them to clean it off - another cock is already deep in her throat - someone much bigger, almost like a man.

Bright lights suddenly flood the poolside and cut through the rapidly waning light of day. Renee blinks in the brightness, momentarily confused before she remembers that the twins have someone filming her shame with their new camera - the camera their father gave them for just this purpose. Will her shame never cease? Oh god, why does her shame excite and arouse her to the point of madness?

She hears the boys daring one another to taste her cunt. The first who had the courage is now hailed as a hero, a man among boys. A prize is offered to the next boy who can get her to shiver and buck in orgasm again and Renee knows only too well how little it will take. She's so aroused, so needy. Every new degradation just drives her wilder with unmet desire. She wants to beg them to tongue her, but her mouth is always busy, always sucking. So much cum! So many boys. Surely she's sucked them all by now. How can there be more? Her lips are tired, her tongue and jaw ache, but she services them all. It's all she's good for.

Another boy has the courage to tongue Renee to orgasm. Then another - each time she bucks and moans around another cock. But it's the fourth tongue that's applied to her young pussy that brings her to a whole new level of orgasm. Who is this boy with the wild, strong tongue? He's even willing to rake his strong rough muscle over her tiny ass and the unexpected pleasure burns her soul. She wants more!

For the first time in what seems like hours Renee doesn't have a boy's cock in her mouth. But this only means she can finally express herself out loud. The boy with the rough tongue - oh god - he's so good! "Aghhh! Aghhh! Yes, yes, oh please! More, more, I'm almost there, almost... Yes, yes, god, harder, harder its so good. Yesssss!" She screams until the intensity of the orgasm takes away her ability to express words and then she just moans as she twists and thrashes and bucks on the amazing long hot tongue. Oh god, if she could only see which boy! She would declare her eternal servitude, her undying love, if only he would promise to do this wonderful thing to her again, and again, and again. But try as she might, she can't raise her head to see him - and before her orgasm even begins to wane another boy's cock invades her mouth.

Renee eagerly puts her pretty lips and clever tongue back to work, shivering in a way she's never shivered before.

The delicious torment never ends but it changes. They unbind her from the deck lounge and help her stumble to her feet. Her legs will barely hold her up as several boys support her and lead her back into the house, into the room shared by the twins. She's confused and dizzy as the blood rushes from her head. She sits on the edge of Ryan's bed. Through bleary eyes she sees Ryan on one side of her, Marty on the other, both of them smiling that frightening, hungry smile.

"Oh god, Ryan, Marty, please - no more, please stop. Let me go," Renee whimpers. It's what she's supposed to say. It's what she's supposed to want. But deep inside she knows it's not really what she wants. She wants to be the center of their world, even if it means more of their terrible abuse.

"Stop, really? Like you stopped cock-teasing us as we got closer and closer to puberty?" Marty whispers.

"Like you stopped when we couldn't control how badly you turned us on. When you gave us boners that wouldn't go away for hours." Ryan continues.

"Like you stopped letting us look down your blouses, even when you knew it drove us crazier and crazier?"

"Like you stopped us from touching your boob, or grabbing your ass, but only a little, only enough to cause us so much frustration and heartache and pain?"

"Oh god, boys, I..., I..., oh please, just stop," Renee says, but she knows they can hear in her voice that she doesn't really want them to stop. She still wants them to adore her. She still wants them to want her! She still wants to make them hard and frustrated - she can't help it.

Renee realizes someone is behind her but before she can react her head is enveloped in darkness. Someone pulled a hood over her head! She screams and tries to reach up, but hands grab her wrists and pull them behind her back, where they're handcuffed once again. The hood pulls tight across her face, zipping down the back as panic fills her body with the terror of suffocating. But there's an opening in the tight-fitting hood, an opening over her mouth that stretches around her full red lips. She's blind, but she can breath. She feels the collar of the awful hood constrict around her throat and hears the buckle snap closed behind her. A whole new kind of frightened settles over her like a weight on her shoulders. What are they going to do? Why did they cover her face? Why did they blind her?

The voice of one of the twins comes through the thin, stretchy fabric of the hood. "We don't need your face, Renee. We're sick of your face. You're just a thing! We just want something warm, wet and soft to use." Someone pulls her to her feet and turns her to face the bed. On the other side she hears. "That's all you are to us now, babysitter, you're just a cum toy for us. All of us!" A new wave of humiliation sends shivers through her body and she can't stop the way her pussy clenches, trying to find something, anything, to stimulate her. She hears them laugh and she knows they've seen her secret shame.

Renee is pushed forward and she drops to her knees. Someone pulls her knees far apart and she screams as she pitches forward, unable to break her fall with her hands, but instead her stomach presses into the side of the bed. Before she understands what's happening, her ankles are secured with ropes and a belt around her waist secures her to the edge of the bed. She feels so vulnerable, so confused, so frightened. OMG! Her head is pulled back and she feels a pull against her wrists as something is connected between her hood and her handcuffs. She tries to picture what she looks like, kneeling against Ryan's bed, bound, hooded and helpless. What are they gong to do to her?

She feels so excited. She can't imagine why they've put her in such an elaborate position, but the boy's words echo in her ears "you're just a cum toy."

A shifting of the bed tells the blind girl that someone is there, in front of her. She feels the tip of a cock on her lips and she dutifully opens her mouth, realizing how quickly the little perverts have trained her. Is she really so easy to turn into a cum slut? OMG! Why didn't she fight harder? Why didn't she try to run? She knows why and it simply adds to her self-humiliation.

"Get it nice and slick, cunt," Renee hears the nasty boy demand. What does he mean. Isn't she sucking him hard enough. It's difficult to sway her upper body forward and back to work his boy-cock, but she's giving it everything she's got. It helps that the excited degenerate has her head in his hands so that he can thrust into her mouth. "Yeah, yeah," he moans. That's good, that's great. Now I can fuck you with it."

Fuck me? No! No! Ryan and Marty said you wouldn't. They said you couldn't. Terror courses through her again. She's not ready for that! She wants it, she wants it desperately, but she's not ready. But her fear is unfounded. She feels the boy's weight shift on the bed again as he drops from standing to kneeling. She feels his cock, slick with her own spit, nestle between her beautiful, soft breasts and suddenly she understands.

The little jerk-off is going to use her. They're all going to use her. She can't even see who he is. Is he cute, ugly, thin, fat, pimply or peach-fuzz fresh? All she knows is that she has to give him the thrill of his young life as he presses her breasts together to envelop his cock in their warm loveliness. He's going to defile and use her in a whole new way - he's going to fuck her tits.

Renee hears the comments and giggling from all the other boys as the one in front of her takes up a rapid, excited rhythm. He starts moaning almost the second he has her perfect young breasts pillowed around his flesh. How many times has this boy fantasized about a nice, hard tit-fuck. Was it Renee's amazing breasts that engendered his dreams? Well, he isn't dreaming now. He's in heaven. He's stroking through the amazing flesh as fast as he can, pushing them hard together with his hands and thrusting his pelvis hard, up and down, up and down. The other boys egg him on, tell him to hurry, demand their own turn. But the boy won't be distracted. His moans get louder and his pace increases. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuuck!" he cries out and then he cums. His hot seed lances out across Renee's chest and shoulders. A cheer erupts from the other boys and she hears someone say, "fuck it, Jeff, get out of the shot!"

There's a scramble to be the next boy to use Renee's buxom, pretty tits as a warm fuck tunnel. As the next boy sinks his long, excited cock into her mouth for lubrication, she understands that the boys no longer even care that she's the one they are using. She's just a pair of warm, smooth, cushiony breasts - every boy's wet dream come true. The boy's thumbs massage her nipples as he pushes her tits together around his sausage and starts to tit-fuck her for real. Her nipples go even harder and her cunny floods with more desire, but she knows that his stimulation of her tender nipples is only accidental. He doesn't care about her or her needs. He just wants to feel the amazing pseudo-fuck he can get between her breasts.

Renee thinks that this is the only reason they've bound her to the edge of the bed. But as the third boy drops to his knees in front of her, his impressive thirteen-year-old cock glistening with her saliva, ready to get pillowed in the valley of her tit flesh, she feels someone move in close behind her, kneeling between her spread legs.

A hand comes up between her legs and fingers stroke through her sopping cunny. Renee screams and presses her chest even harder agains the boy who's fucking her beautiful tits. She feels something big and harder than fingers pressing into the valley of her cunny. No, no, you can't fuck me! They promised. But she knows she wants him to! She would do anything to get a cock into her snarling, snapping cunt. But the boy just grinds her for a few seconds. And worse, he whispers into her ear. It's Ryan, or Marty, she can't tell the difference. "I know you want me to fuck you, babysitter. But you aren't good enough. You know you're not good enough. I'm just getting wet and slick so that I can use you like the other boys, 'cause that's all your good for!"

No, no, please! I need it! But he's as good as his word. He pulls his now wet cock out from between her legs and nestles it into the valley of her ass. His hands feel so strong as they press her ass cheeks around his throbbing, wet boy-cock. He takes up a fast, hard stroking, grinding his cock through the tight channel of her ass.

The two boys cum at almost the same time. Hot sperm spreads out on Renee's smooth skin in front and back. Her handcuffed hands are suddenly drenched in boy-cum. She feels it dribbling down over her nipples, teasing and tickling her. It drips along her ass.

None of the boys seem to mind the previous boys' seed as more and more of it is spreads on her tender skin, front and back. A steady line of the little devil's play fuck-the-tits and grind-the-ass. Renee can barely keep them straight. Exhaustion begins to take its toll. Some of the boys stand back up to cum into her mouth instead of on her breasts. How can they have so much cum?! It never ends. What time is it? How long can this torment go on?

They untie Renee and she nearly collapses. But they still want to use her. She has no will to resist them. They carry her. She's hears the giggles and then she's flying. She seems to fly for a long, long time before she hits the water. They threw her in the pool! She surfaces, spluttering. Being in the water blind is terrifying, but she can't get the buckle of the collar open to remove the terrible hood. She hears splashes as more and more boys join her in the pool.

Someone grabs Renee and she twists around to get away, slowed by the water. Another hand grabs an ankle, then a tit, then her butt. She's surrounded by slow-motion grab-ass little boys. She's sure there must be hundreds of them! For fifteen minutes they all thrash about in the water. Thank goodness she's in the shallow end or she'd never stay above water.

They haul her out of the water and thankfully some of them dry her off before she starts to shiver in the cool night air. But the next thing she knows she's face down on another surface, she has no idea where. Maybe it's a couch or an armchair. But her wrists are handcuffed again, her face juts out over nothingness and her ass is high in the air. Her chest presses into a firm, cushioned surface and she isn't given even a second before another cock is presented to her pretty lips. She gobbles it down, letting the boy hold her head and thrust into her throat. Her lips are exhausted. Her tongue can't find the rhythm. How many boys has she sucked? How much cum has she swallowed? How many hours has this gone on? Soon enough she swallows another load of hot boy cum but the shame of it doesn't rekindle the flame of desire that was quenched by the cleansing pool.

Renee has gone past the simple humiliations the boys can force upon her. They're only boys, after all.

Another boy slides his cock into her tired mouth before she feels fingers sliding through her cunt. She isn't wet anymore. She isn't aroused. But whoever is fingering her has a tongue too, a strong, confident, exuberant tongue that quickly relights the flames of her desire. Oh god! Oh god, yes, yes. She can't stop herself from bobbing fast on the cock in her mouth as her arousal is rekindled and fanned and bursts into bright, searing orgasm. She swallows another small load of warm, oily boy-cum even as she reaches a new climax.

The laughter is back as Renee continues to buck and moan. For a moment the tongue is gone and she screams "more, more, please!" But then it's back, stronger than ever and a moment later she's presented with another cock to suck. The laughter is louder as she takes the cock into her mouth and greedily sucks it in. The cock is strangely slick, but she can't think about that. All she can think about is the amazing tongue sluicing through her cunt again and again, driving her insane. She slurps and twirls her tongue around the strange cock. What did he coat his cock with? What new deviant humiliation is this boy trying to perpetrate on her. Is that you Ryan? Marty? Little perverts! Oh god, oh god - her orgasm lifts to a new level and she sucks hot thin cum down her throat.

The cock disappears and the tongue fades away. But she wants it back! She begs. She pleads. She swears she'll do anything, anything, just please, please don't leave her like this! The tongue gouges through her pussy once again, swirling around her clit and she screams, but her scream is cut off by yet another cock. It's just like the one before - slimy and strange. There's only one possibility - it's the twins, tag-teaming her, tormenting her with the best orgasm of her life. driving her crazy and making her suck something terrible from their dicks to humiliate her in front of her friends. It has to be them, but she doesn't care. She just needs to climax!

And she does climax, on and on. She sucks the slimed-up cock and thrashes on the other twin's expert tongue. Her brain is barely coping. She's over the top, unable to think. There's nothing left for the fifteen-year-old girl but her mouth and her cunt and her deep, deep shame and the terrible, disgusting laughter of ten twelve and thirteen-year-old deviant boys.

Renee has no idea how many times the boys in the room have used her. Every boy has emptied his seed into or onto her three, four, some of them even five times! It's a testament to her resilience and the strength of her need to be the the center of erotic attention, no matter how humiliating, that she's still conscious. Few would have lasted so long. Renee swallows one more load of warm cum, watery rather than thick, no doubt from the boy using her so many, many times.

She passes out, collapsing like a rag doll.

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