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Viral Goes to the Soup Kitchen -by Alvo Torelli (M+g, gg+, mc, orgy, preg)
(Author's note: this story is set in NoOneInteresting's Viral Video universe. You might read that first at Piper's Domain.)
"I hereby sentence each of you to sixty hours of community service." The judge looked over the top of his reading glasses at Jenna, Alice and Veronica, frowned, then barked, "Maybe next time you'll think twice about shoplifting! Please see the clerk to make arrangements." The three middle-school friends exchanged miserable glances at one another, then shuffled off, trailed by their parents. "I have some kitchen and serving slots at St Elmore Shelter. They've been having trouble finding volunteers," the scheduling clerk said. "Uhh, do you think that's wise?" Jenna's mom asked, "I mean, having three young girls work with all those homeless men?" "It's perfectly safe, ma'am." The clerk was impatient. "It's either that or bathroom cleanup in the city parks. It's all I've got." "Oh my god, daddy, we couldn't!" Alice and Veronica both grabbed at their father's coat in panic at the mention of cleaning park bathrooms. There was a brief confab of children and parents before Jenna's mother spoke for the group. "Fine, they'll work in the shelter." It wasn't really that bad. The girls were allowed to work together and the men in the shelter were generally polite. Any ogling of the three attractive girls was done surreptitiously enough that they rarely noticed. And in truth, when they did catch the odd lingering look it was a little bit exciting. The girls served three-hour shifts, four nights a week - one hour of serving the men dinner, half an hour for the silly dessert tradition and an hour and a half of kitchen clean up. After three evenings, everyone had decided it wasn't the end of the world. The girl's parents even began to think it was probably good for them. Things were a little different the fourth night. Alice and Veronica, the pretty brunette twins, were bubbling with excitement by the time they arrived at the shelter. The eleven-year-olds couldn't wait to show their twelve-year-old friend Jenna the new video they'd been sent. They'd only had a chance to watch it for half a minute, but they were just dying to show it to Jenna. It was so rare for the twins to know anything before Jenna, their ringleader. Oddly, they'd gotten the video from their little sister's friend Nicole Raven. But there was no chance to show Jenna the video before they started serving food, so they put away their laptop and got to work. It was true that most of the men in the shelter were perfectly nice fellows who were just down on their luck. But not all of them. One younger fellow in particular found it greatly insulting and annoying to be 'served' by three spoiled little rich girls. He'd kept it to himself for several nights, but now he was fed up. How dare they - the overprivileged little bitches! While the girls were busy serving he silently went in the back and stole the laptop. When he opened the laptop it was still showing the video site where the new video was racking up millions of hits per day. Knowing the girls were all serving community service and wanting to find some dirt he could use to humiliate them, he clicked through. Strange, confusing patterns swirled in the window, but they quickly seemed to coalesce into a story he could almost follow - something that would be wonderful if he could just see it better - something that others could help him figure out. Mesmerized and excited, he carried the laptop boldly into the dining area where his thirty homeless compatriots were happily eating plates of spaghetti. At one end of the room, an old but large and serviceable television was set up to show the men religious programming while they ate. The younger man, who not so long ago had been a well-paid computer tech, quickly connected the laptop and just like that the new video was playing for the whole crowd. By ones and twos the tired and dirty men were drawn in to the video. It spoke to them in different ways, but once they started watching they couldn't look away. They drew energy from the message and a new kind of hope flooded their being. Many of the men felt better than they'd felt in years! And as they continued to watch the men rekindled desires, desires many of them had given up on over the hard, cold lonely years. They sat straighter in their chairs. They dropped the persona of wounded animals. Silence gripped the room as they all studied the video with intensity. It was a tradition at St Elmore Shelter for the volunteers to bring dessert out to the men on big trays and serve them at their table. The girls were mortified the first night they'd done this, because part of the tradition was to sing a ridiculous song to the men as they served them. It was meant to be way of showing respect to the men, but the song was so stupid that it usually had the opposite effect. This was the only part of their evening that the girls really hated, but they were doing their best to be good and they'd agreed to do it at the end of every meal. But tonight, the song took on a whole new meaning. The three pretty preteens came out into the dining hall singing the song and carrying large trays of delicious brownies. The words were sung to the tune of Row, Row, Row your Boat: Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, Oddly, the double meaning behind the song when sung by sweet little preteen girls to a room full of single men had rarely occurred to anyone. Tonight was different. The three girls were barely into the first line of the song before they saw the viral video playing on the big television. They kept singing, but all three of them were instantly mesmerized by the strange patterns and objects that seemed to swirl through the static and chaos. And somehow the song they were singing meshed with what they saw on the screen. It was fascinating. The story and the song went together, each complementing and expanding on the other. All three girls stood transfixed, singing the pretty song over and over again in unison, in their sweet little innocent voices, as their eyes glazed over. Their trays of brownies were quickly abandoned. They were gently escorted to the front of the room, closer to the video. Gentle hands surrounded them as they sang and sang. Buttons were unbuttoned. Zippers were unzipped. The video and their singing intertwined so beautifully and so hauntingly. Blouses and skirts and underpants and training bras all fell to the floor like autumn leaves. The three naked preteens looked around them at all the smiling men. They didn't see the dirt or the hard lines or the scraggly beards and unkempt hair. They didn't smell the sweat or the booze or the rotting teeth. All they saw were the cocks, dozens of cocks, more than thirty rigid, bulging, throbbing and very very very horny cocks - all pointing at the trio of pubescent preteen beauties. Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, The children reached out for the cocks, grasping them and fondling them, suddenly desperate to touch as many of the throbbing erections as they could find. They dropped to their knees to see the wonderful cocks up close. Throngs of men formed around each of the tiny girls as more and more men tried to get close them. We've got just the thing you need, The girl's sang and sang as they feverishly stroked all the cocks with their little hands. Men crowded forward to rub their cocks against the girls cheeks and hair, with all of the stroking and rubbing in perfect time to the silly tune. Three tight circles of men formed, around each girl, like ants around a sugar cube. Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, The girls sang faster and faster as they stroked the many many cocks. Just as the song was finishing another verse the first cock erupted with pent-up cum that arced out and coated little Alice's face and hair. Jenna was next and then the other twin, Veronica. More and more men ejaculated at the wonderful fast stroking of tiny smooth hands. Six, then ten, then twenty, then every man in the room spent his hot, lonely seed onto the face of one of the three gorgeous children. They were all drenched in gooey warm cum. As the girls kept singing their silly song and the video kept looping on the big television, the circles of men broke apart and became chaotic. The girls were jostled this way and that until suddenly all three were brought together again, face to face on their knees. Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, With no idea what they were doing or why, the three children threw their arms around one another. They had to have the tasty treats! Alice licked the dripping cum from her sister's face, even as she sensed Jenna's sweet tongue rasping the side of her neck to scoop up the jism there. Then Alice shifted and arched her back while her sister licked at the side of her face. Quickly the girls took turns - two of them cleaning the face of the third - even sucking the nasty goo from each other's hair. And as they licked and preened each other, like kittens with little rough tongues, they reached down to frantically finger their throbbing, wet little pussies. The girls hummed and moaned the terrible silly song along with the men who had started to quietly sing along with them. We've got just the thing you need, The men crowded in close again. The innocent children turned outwards, eager to reach for the scores of cocks again, but the men had other ideas. Jenna was the first to be lifted off her feet, multiple hands lifting her by her arms and legs and wrapping her around the front of a bedraggled, middle-aged homeless man who pressed his stinking, boozy mouth to hers. Her legs wrapped around his middle and her arms around his neck. She felt someone behind her, lifting her hips up, but she clung to the man, kissing his disgusting mouth as his nasty old tongue explored hers. Jenna could hear the song, over and over, but now it was the men who were loudly singing. Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, Jenna looked about wild-eye and from the corner of her eyes she could see Alice and Veronica, each of them squeezed between two men, just like her. Each of the twins was passionately kissing some dirty, smelly older man as the other man lifted their hips. And finally Jenna knew what was going to happen, because she could see the huge, rigid cherry-splitters that were poised at the little girl's glistening slits! We've got just the thing you need, All three little girls arched their backs and screamed as they were violently impaled and invaded at the last word of the song. It was a scream of terror, pain, confusion and ultimate fulfillment. The song swam through their young brains, amplifying the needs brought on by the wonderful viral video. After only a few painful thrusts up into their unused cunts, each of the girls began to ride the big cocks and take the men farther and farther up inside, until they were all fully engaged in fucking the smelly older men. But there were so many men. And so many cocks! Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, The men sang the song, in a perfect four-part round. The girls bounced up and down on the fat pricks in time to the beat of the music, plunging downwards with every beat. And then the second wave joined in. Behind each of the pretty preteen girls, a second man helped support her as she rode the cock of the man in front of her, with her arms clasped around his neck. But the men in back had hard, ready cocks too. All at once, as if coordinated, the song stopped. Each of three little girls were plunged down onto fat throbbing cocks and held in place as a second big, hot, meaty rod was placed at her rear entrance. "Nooooo!" each of the children wailed - but was it from terror of the anal rape that was about to transpire, or because the song and the wonderful fucking had paused? No one could tell. But all at once the heads of three fat dongs were forced past the incredibly tight little rings of the girls rosebuds and held there for a moment. Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, The men's voices rang out in glorious unison and on the last word three big cocks rammed upwards into tiny, tight asses. And then the double fucking commenced. The men thrust in and out of the children in tandem, front and back in time to the beat of the wonderful song. Overwhelmed by the incredible sensations and need and lust and terror, the three little girls wailed in a continuous ecstatic moan that served as a perfect rhythmic and harmonic counterpart to the men's voices. Alice was the first to receive a hot load of cum up in her young womb. The man she clung to rammed inside of her as far as he could get and belted out the words of the song at the top of his lungs with each magnificent eruption from his cock. Many lonely years on the streets, with no female companionship came to a glorious end as he sent his seed deep into the child's body. Jenna was next - although it was her tight little ass that took a huge load of hot cum. And soon after an older, disheveled, man was cumming hard in sweet Veronica's warm pussy. But there was so much frantic need amongst the huge crowd of men. The song, fueled by the video, was driving them to an unbelievable level of need and desire. None of them could have known that two of the three little girls were fertile and ovulating at just that moment - but that fact exponentially increased the need to fill the little wombs with seed. As soon as one man left his sperm in a child he would disengage and give his place over to another. Alice took on another lover, then Jenna, then Veronica. Men replaced others in front and behind in a never-ending procession. All of the men had already shot their hot seed onto the girl's faces, and so all of them had some ability to keep from immediate ejaculation inside the girls. This meant that the orgy of fucking and buggering and singing went on and on. Every man in the room was accommodated and felt fully satisfied, many of them more than once. As the fuck-fest went on the little girls became more and more exhausted until they were like limp rag dolls, savagely thrust between two rutting men. Sweet, sweet, sweet and good, There were only four men left at the end, nearly a half-hour past time for the girls to be heading home. Three of them sang the song weakly and the three little girls couldn't help but hum along, mumbling an occasional word as they were fucked for the last time. They hung limply on the necks of the dirty, sweaty, odiferous men as their little wombs were filled one last time with sperm. Only the younger man, the one who'd stolen their laptops, still had any real energy left. Even at the end he thrust viciously into Alice's ass from behind, greatly enjoying for the third time defiling one of the spoiled brats. And as he thrust into Alice, and she grunted weakly, he sang his own version of the song. Fuck, fuck, fuck you good,
The end of the girls' community service sentence came and went, and still they all trooped down to the soup kitchen almost every night. Their parents were amazed that the three girls showed so much community spirit and they rewarded them with praise. As the days wore on, St Elmore shelter, where every meal started with the watching of a certain strange video, got more and more popular. The ranks of dirty, smelly, half-inebriated men grew each night. Since the shelter could take no more than sixty men a night, they had to start closing their doors. But those sixty men were fully satisfied - night after night after night. It was a good time to be homeless. It wasn't until Alice and Veronica started showing that anyone got suspicious, and by then it had been three months of nightly debauchery. Jenna was furious that the twins, almost six months younger than her, had gotten pregnant when she hadn't even had her first period. But the twin's parents were aghast at the condition of their sweet babies and the two younger girls were confined to the house until the situation could be sorted out. And so it was, just two weeks after her first frightening bleeding, that an excited Jenna found herself heading down to the St Elmore shelter all by herself - with sixty homeless men waiting for her. It was going to be so much fun!
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