Chapter Eighteen: The Beginning Of A Long Hot Weekend

Its Friday afternoon in Windy city Illinois, it's a beautiful summer day. A warm breeze is blowing in from lake Michigan as 10 year old Lyla walks Sam's black Cocker spaniel Blossom down the sidewalk near their home. Today's the day Darren Benson; also known by his Society website screen name Mr.B, and his adopted 12 year old daughter Maggie, also known by her screen name Cunt, arrive for their first visit to Sam and Lyla's home.

Lyla's a bit anxious about meeting Mr.B and Maggie. She knows one of the reasons they're coming, is they want to have sex with her. She's new to the adult world of sex, and to the ways of The Society. Its only been a week since she met Sam at the park. Then came to his home, where he seduced her. And its been a little over three days since she ran away from home to Sam's place, where She suddenly found herself being adopted by the child loving man, with the help of Darren Benson, and his ties to the mysterious child loving organization called The Society.

Sam helped Lyla choose her outfit for the visit. Today she's wearing her curly brown shoulder length hair down. For clothing, she's wearing a yellow spaghetti strap midriff top over a short black velvet mini skirt; no panties underneath: This of course is Sam's idea. Now as she walks, she feels a warm summer breeze blowing against the bare flesh of her once virgin cunny. Once again she enjoys this erotic tingling sensation on the sensitive lips of her preteen sex. Now on a daily basis, she craves the feeling of a sexual orgasm.

Lyla's suddenly startled by a dogs loud barking. She looks out on the street, seeing a blond haired Cocker spaniel poking its head out from the rear passenger window of a shiny gold Jaguar. The Cocker's long ears blow carelessly in the wind as the English luxury car slows, then turns into Sam's driveway. Her heartbeat quickens when she realizes, its Mr.B and Maggie, they've finally arrived.

She's never seen the actual face of the man in the drivers seat. Although she has seen a balding gray haired man wearing a black masquerade mask concealing his true identity, while he and a young girl named Cunt do their sex shows and videos for The Society's website. Now from her view point, she sees the man in the drivers seat. He's an older grandfatherly type, with one thing he never conceals on the site, his balding head of completely white hair and dark brown eyes. To the old mans right, Lyla sees a pretty young strawberry blond haired blue eyed girl. She's never seen Cunts face either. This girl, always wears a girlish pink masquerade mask trimmed in dazzling silver glitter.

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"Oh look Darren, she must be Lyla!!" said Maggie. "Isn't she cute. And she's walking Blossom, that cute little dogs driving my Pete mad. I better take him out, he's going crazy back there."

Pete's Maggie's dog, he's acting like a complete fool over the sight and smell of the black female Cocker spaniel. Blossom's acting crazy too, tugging at her leash pulling Lyla behind her wanting go see Pete just as well as he wants to see her. Darren removed his right hand from between Maggie's legs, he's been fingering her cunt since they entered Sam and Lyla's middle class neighborhood.

"Yes love," said Mr.B. "Take the bloody mutt out, before he tears the back seat apart!!"

Maggie quickly opened her door, then ran around to the rear doors. The top buttons of her white lace blouse are undone. As she runs, the breeze blows her top open revealing a pink with black lace silk bra. She opened the door and began struggling with Pete, trying to snap a leash on his black leather collar.

Finally she completed her task, Pete jumped from the rear seat, pulling a giggling Maggie Benson behind him. "Slow down Pete, you have all weekend to play with Blossom," Both dogs came nose to nose, happily sniffing each other in the usual way dogs do. Pete quickly worked his way to Blossom's ass, he began sniffing then licking her sex.

Lyla knelt down to pet Maggie's dog. "Hey," giggle. "Now stop that little dog. You're not supposed to sniff my cunny, I'm a girl not a dog," exclaimed Lyla, in shock. She's not wearing panties. Pete's cold nose and long wet tongue surprised her.

Maggie joked. "She's right Pete. I should be the one doing that!"

She realized what she said, completely shocked Lyla, she smiled seductively seeing the way Lyla's cheeks blushed a bright shade of pink, and the way her hazel eyes opened wide with curious fright. Maggie hugged Lyla tightly.

"You shouldn't leave the house without your panties love. It drives animals like me and Pete wild."

Maggie gave Lyla a kiss on her blushing cheek. Lyla stood quickly, vainly realizing her bare cunt is completely exposed. As she stood Darren Benson extended a hand to her.

"My names Darren Benson. I'm so very pleased to finally meet you Lyla,"

He hugged Maggie. "This pretty little girl here Is Maggie, my adopted daughter."

He flashed a friendly smile, letting his dark eyes roam over Lyla's young body.

"Is your new daddy about. Or has he left you alone to entertain us for the weekend."

He tried to sound as if he were joking. Lyla knew he wasn't by the cheshire grin on his face. Not to mention the way his eyes kept roaming lustfully over her body: And if truth be known, members of The Society do leave their children with other Society members. They call these get togethers; play dates. If only the outside world knew what their kinky play dates consist of: The moral majority conservatives; as Mr.B calls them, would surly drop dead from shock.

Lyla stuttered nervously. "Uh..um. No sir. He, I mean Sam's inside. I think he's making dinner."

Sam came from the house, smiling happily as he made his way down a short flight of steps leading from a redwood deck to a stone sidewalk. His sudden appearance made her feel safe and secure.

"Alright! Lyla, looks like our guest have arrived," Sam extended a hand to Darren. "You most be the mysterious Mr.B. Its so good to finally meet you sir." Darren shook hands.

"Its nice to meet you as well Sam. But please, all my friends address me as Darren Benson," he glanced back at Lyla. "She's such a pretty little girl. And its nice to see, she's not wearing her knickers today," He joked. "Your bringing her up well old chap." Sam noticed Lyla's cheeks blushing beet red.

"Oh yes. I'm very proud of my girl, but she's knew at this. I think we're embarrassing her."

Maggie lifted her skirt. "I've gone bare today too. Its to bloody hot for panties," she nudged Lyla with her elbow. "Isn't it Love!!"

Lyla giggled nervously, eyeing Maggie's bare cunt. Seeing just a hint reddish blond pubic hair trimmed neatly in a small line, just above her cleft. Darren scolded Maggie.

"Put your dress down lass. We're in public, my god girl I should tan your hide."

Maggie giggled letting her short plaid skirt fall back in place. Turning to Sam, she hugged him tightly smiling up at him. The slender curvy girl flirted without shame. She's flown all the way from their home on Long island, hoping Sam's healthy sperm will make her pregnant.

"Hi Mr. Watson," she flirted. "I'm sooo, glad to meet you!!"

The warmth of her adolescent body, the scent of her French perfume. It all came together in Sam's senses, causing his cock to grow hard inside his pants. Maggie's a very experienced young girl, she feels his hard cock pressing against her body. "Mmm. I guess your glad to meet me too!!" she said seductively.

Darren cut in, feeling a bit uncomfortable with Maggie's public flirting. They're all standing in plan site in front of Sam's suburban home. The Society's teachings, are for all of its members to teach their adopted daughters to be sluts when they're behind closed doors. But their slut daughters are supposed to act like proper young ladies in public. Darren knows why his daughter is acting this way, she desperately wants Sam Watson to get her pregnant at the young age of 12.

"Sam I came a long way to see you," said Darren. "What do you say, you and I step inside and have a man to man chat. While we get acquainted, Maggie and Lyla can take their dogs for a walk."

"Take Pete for a walk Maggie," he said. Maggie agreed, sounding a bit disappointed.

"Alright daddy. But I was hoping we'd go inside when we arrived. I'm looking forward to having a little four way fuck session with Sam and Lyla." Darren scolded her.

"Dammit Maggie, do as I say. Now get along girls, get to know each other. While Sam and I relax inside."

Lyla spoke, sounding like the child she is.

"Come on Maggie, we can walk the dogs to the park down the street. I wann'a show you the magic swings."

Maggie smirked. "Magic swings! Why are the swings magic?"

Lyla took her by the hand, pulling her towards the sidewalk.

"Come with me, I'll tell you why they're magic." As they walked away. Lyla told Maggie about the swings.

"It was just about a week ago, when I met Sam at the park. He offered to push me on the swing. As he swung me, I told him: I wish you were my daddy. Heck next thing I know, he adopted me."

She nudged Maggie's arm. Lyla sounded childish to an experienced girl like Maggie, as she told her about the swings. "That's why the swings at the park are magic. If you have a wish, just set on the swing and make your wish out loud. It will surly come true."

Maggie snickered, thinking how she wants to get pregnant. "Ok Love, I have a wish. Lets go for a swing!!"

Chapter Nineteen: Maggie Tells Her Story

As they walk Lyla asked Maggie a question, its something she's been thinking of since Sam told her what he knows about Maggie and Mr. Benson.

"Maggie, is it true Mr.B adopted you when you were five, and he's been doing sex with you since then too."

Maggie snickered sarcastically, before answering the question.

"Yes, he did adopt me at five. But it wasn't Darren that taught me about sex."

Maggie paused. Lyla noticed a far away look in her blue eyes, she seemed to be in deep thought.

Lyla inquired, now completely curious. "Who was it Maggie. Who taught you about sex?"

Maggie grinned seductively, as memories of what happened eight years ago come to mind.

"He's a priest," she said. "His names John McLeary."

"When I was four, me mum and dad died in a car accident. I was in the wreck too, but the only injury I received was a bump on the head."

She pointed to a small, almost transparent scar on her forehead. "See this scar right here."

Maggie scoffed. "My asshole relatives didn't want me, so I was placed in an orphanage."

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She told Lyla everything, even though she was so young when the taboo events at the all girl Catholic orphanage occurred. Maggie will never forget one detail of the beginning of her new life. She'll especially never forget Father McLeary. The tall ruggedly handsome 54 year old Irish priest, his head of curly black hair, his hypnotic green eyes. Most of all she'll never forget that sunny day in October, the day the good Father picked her to be his next student, to be trained in the ways of The Society.

McLeary was placed at the orphanage, by The Society. His job is to look for young girls who'll be easily educated. Once each girl is educated, they're adopted by members of The Society. He always looks for girls, who have no immediate family on the outside. He has a knack for selecting girls who'll be easily sexually taught. He's good at teaching each one of his young sheep, that its important to keep what he teaches them a secret, especially after they're adopted by members of The Society.

The day he saw young Maggie sitting alone on a bench near the playground, he knew she would be a perfect young girl for his flock of fledgling sluts. Its a beautiful day the suns shining upon the colorful autumn leaves, as they slowly fall from trees all around the English orphanage. Father McLeary sees Maggie's tiny body sitting on a bench near the play ground. She's hunched over laying her face in her hands crying, while the other girls laugh and play.

He left Maggie's 8 year old roommate Cindy, waiting for them to return in a secret basement chamber, located underneath his rectory a small cottage where he lives during his off hours. She didn't see the kindly priest step next to her then sit down on the bench beside her. Her sobbing body lurched when he spoke, placing a hand softly on her back.

"There, there my child. Now why are ya sitting her balling your eyes out, when ya could be out there play'n with the other girls lass." He gave Maggie his handkerchief, she blew her nose then spoke.

"Because I don't like it here. I want me mummy and daddy back."

She sniffled, then wiped her tear filled eyes. McLeary suddenly picked her tiny 4 year old body up from the bench, cradling her bum under one arm hugging her body to his with the other.

"Come over to my cottage. Your roommate Cindy's wait'n for us. She told me your a very sad little girl. And you've been keeping her awake with all your crying, since you arrived here last week,"

He kissed her wet cheek. "Come with me child. Cindy and I, know just what ya need, to feel all better."

Maggie felt safe in the Fathers arms as he carried her across the playground, passing several nuns and fellow priest, walking passed the school then behind the church to his rectory. No one questioned McLeary: He's the head priest of the orphanage, they respect him. But if they only knew Maggie's fate, along with possibly hundreds of other girls before her. What would they think of Father McLeary then. They came to his mid size nineteenth century rectory. It's a quant looking stone cottage, its windows are all stained glass done in colorful works of Christian scenery.

Maggie lay her head on his shoulder feeling safe and loved, as he opened the door to his cottage then stepped inside. Once inside he slid a small lever across the top of his door at eye level, the lever operates a do not disturb sign on the other side of the door. Just like before, he's respected by the nuns and priest; no one ever questions why he takes young orphan girls to his rectory, then request not to be disturbed. He spoke to her as he carries her through his home, gently massaging her back with one hand while enjoying the feel of her firm little bum with the other.

"Cindy's wait'n for us down in a very secret room. Its so secret, you have to promise me you'll never tell a soul about this place."

He kissed her cheek then looked into her deep blue eyes, speaking firmly. Telling her something that's frightened so many Christians since the religion began two-thousand years ago.

"If ya do ever tell anyone about my secret place Maggie. Your soul will go straight to hell. Now promise me Maggie, that you'll never tell anyone about this secret place!"

He noticed fear in her eyes, its the same fear he's seen in so many young girls eyes when he tells them their soul might burn for eternity in hell. She quickly shook her head. "I won't tell. I promise, I won't."

He kissed her lips, letting his lips linger. Enjoying the taste of a young girl in a way, a celibate priest should never do. Their standing in a small office, there's a bookcase built into the wall. McLeary lay his hand over one of his favorite books: Its Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. He pulled the old book out, then reached behind it flipping a switch. Maggie will never forget being amazed as the bookcase opened automatically.

"Wow, its magic!!" she exclaimed. "Its the power of god child. Not magic." he said, telling a lie.

He slipped Nabokov's Lolita back in its place. Maggie heard sounds of moaning, giggling, and gagging mixed with the sound of jazz music coming from below. It sounds like a movie, but she's not sure.

"Come now child Cindy's waiting for us. Lets not keep our young friend waiting any longer."

He carried her down a long spiral staircase. The walls are lined with thick stones. The entire scene now reminds Maggie of an old medieval dungeon, when ever she thinks back on it now. After a long descent, they came to a large room. Its been decorated with wood paneling covering the stone walls, a crystal chandelier lights the room. The room is Fathers McLeary's version of an American man cave.

There's a king size bed, to the left of the room. Cindy, a cute little 8 year old girl with long silky brown hair and big brown eyes. Is laying on the bed completely nude, leaning back against a row of fluffy pillows. She's masturbating with a six inch vibrating dildo, while intently watching a child porn movie playing out on the screen of a 42 inch flat screen television. McLeary scolded Cindy.

"Cindy, I thought I told ya to wait for me an Maggie," Cindy stopped dildoing herself, her young body tensed then eased, once her orgasm passed. Her voice trembled when she spoke.

"Sorry Father, but you know Sweet young whores is my favorite movie. Don't ya remember. Its the one we were watching when you took my virginity, the first time I came down here." Cindy grinned at Maggie.

"Hi Mag, what do ya think of Father McLeary's secret place. Its bloody awesome isn't it. And check this movie out. Its about these two American sisters, they're hookers. Father McLeary says that means, they get paid to have sex with men. Its one of me and Father McLeary's faves of all time."

Maggie's speechless, her blue eyes grew wide watching a scene unfold from the hardcore porn movie. Two young girls, ones at least 10 or 11. Her American girl features of long flowing auburn hair and blue eyes, show her true beauty. She's laying face down over the arm rest of a couch, smiling seductively at the camera. There's a grown man behind her thrusting his cock deep and hard into her pussy. Maggie always remembers the smacking sound his hips made, each time he thrust inside the girl.

The camera moves to another girl she's younger, maybe 8 or 9. She looks like she might be related to the older girl. She's squatting over an old mans cock, stuffing as much of his stiff member into her snug little cunt as she possibly can. Maggie's attention to the movie is broken, when she feels Father McLeary's fingers caressing her undeveloped breast. She looks down seeing him slowly unbuttoning her white Catholic school girl blouse.

He's been undoing her blouse for the passed few minutes, but the weird scene on TV took all of her attention away. "Come here Cindy. Help me undress Maggie," said McLeary. Cindy quickly jumped from the bed, her long brown hair flew back like a cape in the wind.

Maggie stood still, she didn't complain as McLeary removed her blouse, and Cindy unzipped her knee length scotch plaid school girl dress from her tiny waist. Within seconds they stripped her completely nude. Maggie's young, she's never been told about men like Father John McLeary, or girls like Cindy Anderson.

Maggie didn't struggle, she let McLeary lay her body over Cindy's face, as the girl lay on her back on the bed. He told the older girl to eat her pussy while he undressed. This was Maggie's first, but not her last lesbian encounter. She cant forget the way Cindy's lips mouth and tongue felt on her developing sex. Or the way McLeary's mouth, tongue and finger tips felt when he began licking and fingering her virgin asshole. Within a few steamy taboo moments Maggie experienced her first orgasm at the sweet young age of four.

"Ahh.Yes Maggie girl, your little ass taste divine. You are a child of god, aren't you." McLeary spoke joyfully. "You're right Cindy darlin. Maggie's going to be a perfect little Society girl."

McLeary's cock is rock hard, he needs relief. And being all alone in a nice quiet place like the secret room, with two very sweet young girls. A man like Father McLeary cant help but take advantage of the situation. He stood gently stroking his erection watching Cindy devour Maggie's cunt like a starving child.

"Ok girls. Its time you both suck my cock. After all, you're here to learn the proper ways to satisfy a man."

Next thing Maggie remembers about that sunny October day, down in the secret room. Is the taste of the Fathers cock flesh, and his cum. Even the taste of Cindy's saliva, as the older girl passed the hard cock to her then ran her young lips down his shaft to his balls. She's sitting next to Cindy on the big bed, helping her satisfy John McLeary. Both girls giggled childishly, as they licked and sucked the older mans cock. Cindy taught Maggie everything McLeary likes.

"Here Maggie, suck his balls," said Cindy, giggling childishly at the word "Balls." Maggie did as her friend told her, without question. His balls look huge in her small mouth. She sucked one then the other, savoring the salty taste of his sweat. She remembers the way his voice trembled when he gave them one final order.

"Ok girls. Tilt your heads back. Open your mouths, like little birds wait'n for momma bird to feed you."

They both tilted their heads back, mouths wide open, watching McLeary jack off. Cindy warned Maggie.

"Close your eyes Maggie, so ya don't get his white stuff in them."

It was to late. He came, the first load shot in Maggie's mouth. Another eruption spewed over the bridge of her slender nose. Some of the gooey substance dripped in her eye. It stung a bit, she complained. Her new best friend came to her rescue, kissing and licking every drop from her face. The last thing Maggie remembers is what Father McLeary told her.

"Maggie. You're a true Society girl. It won't be to long before a new daddy comes to take you home."

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Back to present-day. Maggie told Lyla her story from the playground swings. Lyla noticed a far away stare in Maggie's pretty blue eyes as she finished telling her story.

"Maggie aren't you afraid you'll go to hell now," said Lyla. "You said he told you it would happen, if you ever told anyone about that secret room." Maggie laughed sarcastically.

"He tells every girl that Lyla. Over the years I've learned, hells not a real place. Its most likely just something adults made up to scare people into following their version of right and wrong,"

Maggie became serious, she looked into Lyla's hazel brown eyes.

"Lyla your a Society girl, just like me. Soon you'll learn the truth. Not this fictional rubbish, the moral majority's been filling your head with since you started school." She reached out, touching Lyla's hand.

"Stick with me Love. I'll help you learn the truth," she grinned. "The truth will set you free!!"

Lyla's not sure what Maggie means. But she likes the bright young English girl. Although she's really 12 years old. Its seems all of the knowledge she's gained over the passed eight years, makes the girl act more like a 21 year old. Lyla swung back on her swing childishly letting her legs kick out propelling her swing higher with every kick.

"Make a wish. Remember, these are the magic swings," said Lyla.

"Ok Love. I'll make a wish. Just don't get your knickers in a wad, when you hear what I'm wishing for."

Maggie kicked her swing backwards, making it go higher with every kick of her long slender legs. She yelled her wish out loud. Everyone on the playground heard what she said.

"I wish for Sam Watson to get me pregnant!!"

A few nearby parents and their children, turned their attention towards the young English girl shouting her wish to the world. Maggie blushed giggling nervously, when she noticed everyone looking her way.

"Just kidding every one! My god, I'm only twelve. Why would I want a baby." she said childishly.

Suddenly their time alone chatting girl talk is interrupted, when Maggie's cell phone beeps telling her a text message came across. Maggie read the text.

"Its Darren. He says its time for dinner." She jumped childishly from her swing. "Come on Lyla, lets hurry back. He also said after dinner, they're having us for dessert." She joked with Lyla. "I just love being dessert. Don't you?"

Lyla didn't speak she's worried about what Maggie wished for. She called Blossom, the little black Cocker spaniel came running from a wooded area, near the playground. Maggie's dog Pete came running after her.

"Oh my god," said Lyla. "Now Blossom's going to get pregnant too!!"

Chapter Twenty: Dessert Is Served. Hot Sweet. Young And Sticky.

After Lyla and Maggie finished dinner, Sam and Darren coaxed them both into wearing something sexy for the evening. After a little while, they both came into the living room wearing skimpy see-through nighties.

Maggie tied her long strawberry blond hair into double pony tails. One on each side of her head, she tied each tail into place, using pink ribbons. The pony tails make her look slightly younger then 12. She's wearing a short red teddy, complete with matching see-through thong panties. Maggie's slightly older, she's developing the curves of a young teen.

But to Sam, Lyla looks just as sexy in the short pink, with black lace teddy she's wearing. Underneath the teddy, she's wearing pink silk bikini panties. They both did a little modeling, walking passed each man shaking their asses seductively, smiling flirtatiously as they walked by.

Maggie's done these little shows for Darren, and his friends before. She coached Lyla, just a little before they entered the room. Lyla did well following Maggie's lead, doing some of what the older girl did, along with some of her own moves. After the seductive modeling show, Sam made drinks. Darren ordered a double Scotch and soda. Maggie surprised Sam, when she ordered a Rum and Coke with a slice of Lime.

"Is it alright if I make her a drink Darren," said Sam, sounding more like a concerned adult, then a man looking forward to screwing the preteens brains out once everyone's ready to play.

"Why yes. I always allow my young wife to drink, during our social visits," said Darren.

Lyla's serving their drinks. She almost spilled Darren's drink on him, when she heard what he said.

"Oops sorry sir," she said. "Did you say, Maggie's your wife!?"

Lyla's completely startled. Its one thing Maggie never talked about, when she told her story at the park. Maggie held her hand out, showing Lyla a sparkling five carat diamond set into a fourteen carat gold ring.

"Wow!!" Lyla exclaimed. "Its beautiful. But you're only twelve, you cant really get married. Can you?"

"Not officially darling," said Darren. "Our marriage isn't recognized in the eyes of the moral majorities laws. But it is recognized in the eyes of The Society we belong to."

"Father McLeary, married us three months ago," said Maggie, happily showing off her ring.

"Yes," Darren said proudly. "The good Father, takes care of The Society's religious formalities."

Sam made himself a Scotch on the rocks, he made Lyla a Rum and coke with a slice of lime. He's looking forward to sharing his newly adopted daughter with Mr.B and Maggie. He's not sure how well Lyla will take being handed off to the older man. So he made her a drink using half a shot of Rum, knowing she doesn't have much body fat. The drink should hit her pretty fast, hopefully causing her to lose her inhibitions and let herself go tonight, without getting to high.

He made his a double, he's a bit nervous himself. Earlier today, while the girls were at the park Darren, informed him Maggie wants him to impregnate her, that's why he's taken such and interest in him. He also informed Sam, he did an extensive background check on him. Right down to the fact, his sperm is completely healthy and capable of impregnating his 12 year old wife.

Darren also brought along what's left of Maggie's birth control pills. Telling Sam, Lyla can get pregnant, even at her young age. But being as she's still growing, its best if he keeps his ten year old lover on birth control, until she's ready to experience pregnancy. He made Sam a deal, if he agrees to impregnate Maggie, he'll make him a full fledged member of The Society.

Darren reminded him, of the coming annual Society meeting, being held: As usual in an undisclosed location. Of course the so called meeting, is really nothing more then an all weekend long orgy. Where each parent, offers up their adopted children to other members of The Society. He told Sam, the orgies are by invitation only, and he's offering him a personal invitation to go.

Sam's so completely turned on, by the thought of personally attending one of these decadent taboo events. Instead of watching badly recorded videos of the orgy on The Society web site. His cock is growing hard beneath his gray sweatpants, in anticipation of the coming orgy. And especially tonight's foursome. Now as he carries his and Lyla's drinks into the living, he sees Darren offer Maggie a seat on his lap. Lyla's sitting on the couch by herself. Sam took a seat next to her.

"Lyla baby, come sit on my lap," said Sam. "I made you a Rum and Coke, just like Maggie's,"

Lyla began to sit on his lap, he stopped her. looking into her eyes flirtatiously.

"Before you sit on my lap. Let me take those sexy panties of yours off."

Lyla blushed, but slowly stepped between his legs facing him. He slid his hands over each slender hip, slowly lifting the short skirt of her pink nightie. His finger tips slipped under the black lace waistbands of her pink silk bikinis. Slipping them down slowly exposing her bare ass, he noticed both Darren and Maggie watching intently. Darren sees the sexual mind control he has over Lyla, he smiled showing his approval.

Before she met Sam, Lyla would most likely never let any adult have his way with her the way Sam does. But since the first day he seduced her, she's been under his spell. She cant seem to resist doing any perverted things he asks her to do. Feelings of degradation, turn to pleasure. His finger tips caress her thighs. Warm tingling sensations cause small orgasms to rush through her young body. Her cunt lips feel wet. Finally he let the panties drop to the floor. His little teasing show for the guest is over.

"Now climb on my lap baby. Turn around facing Darren and Maggie," he said.

She quickly climbed on his lap, giggling nervously. Once she's turned around with her legs agape, she noticed where Darren and Maggie's eyes are looking. She tried closing her legs, Sam placed his hand between her inner thighs. He spoke soothingly.

"No keep them open baby, Just relax. Here have your drink, sip it slowly. I know its most likely the first Rum and coke you've ever tried. But drink it, it will help you relax."

She sipped it. The warm strong taste of Rum caused her to cough. She took another sip, this time she smacked her lips and smiled. "Mmm. That taste good. Can I have another, after this."

"Lets just see how you handle the first one. I want you to relax, but I don't want you completely drunk. Because tonight's going to be a very special night for you."

Sam began gently stroking her bare pussy, he kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Look over at our guest. They love watching me play with your little pussy."

Lyla noticed where their eye are looking. Their voyeurism, mixed with Sam's touch cause her to orgasm. Her body tensed, she moaned. She took another sip of her drink, the warm alcohol took affect. She opened wider. "Giggle." She smiled at the guest, sipping more of her drink. She feels the tips of his finger push between her vulva, stroking her sensitive clit. Sam knows where her G-spot is, her body tensed she moaned. "Mmm."

Darren began doing the same to Maggie, pushing the crotch of her panties to the side. Watching Sam finger Lyla made Maggie wet. He feels the slick dew of her girl cum, his index finger slid in easily. Maggie's body responded feeling an orgasm flowing from her clit. Electric impulses tingle up her spin.

"Mmm, yeah Baby. You know what Cunt likes, don't you!!" Maggie's voice quivered, as she spoke. She's no longer Maggie Benson, she's her alter ego Cunt. Its a word her adopted father called her so many years ago. Now when she's sexually aroused, she often refers to herself using this degrading name. Hearing his young wife degrade herself, he shoves his finger deep within her sopping wet pussy. Darren cock grew hard.

Maggie's been eyeing Lyla's preteen pussy, as if it's a sweet dessert, waiting to be eaten. She slid from Darren's lap. He raised his fingers to his lips, tasting her dew. He watched his preteen wife drop to her knees, then lower her face between Lyla's spread legs. Lyla has her eyes closed, laying her head against Sam's shoulder.

When she feels Maggie's lips and tongue, sucking and licking her sensitive clit. Lyla's eyes open, she raised her head. "Maggieeee," Giggle. "What are you doing." She's feeling the affects of the Rum, her words slurred when she spoke. Maggie looked up at her new friend.

"I'm eating your pussy Love," Maggie kissed her pussy. "Now just relax, let Cunt do her magic on your sweet pussy," she kissed and licked her again. "Mmm! and I do mean sweet pussy."

"Mmm! Its definitely a 10 on my sweet pussy scale," Maggie flirted, then went back to work.

Sam used two fingers, spreading Lyla wide for Maggie. He enjoyed seeing Maggie use her experienced mouth on his young lovers sex. Maybe it's the fact Lyla's a bit drunk, but she's enjoying Maggie's lesbian loving as well.

Darren stood and began undressing. Earlier today he slipped into a pair of blue jogging pants and a light blue polo shirt, it didn't take him long to undress. Sam looked up seeing the 68 year old white haired balding man standing up, now completely nude stroking his hard cock. Darren smiled at Sam.

"You better get naked lad," said Darren. "I hate being the only naked man in the room."

Sam helped Lyla slid her body onto the couch, with Maggie's help. Maggie took two throw pillows. She told Lyla to lay back on the pillows, then went back to work, sucking, licking and vigorously fingering young Lyla's pussy. Sam yanked off his Chicago bears T-shirt, then quickly stepped out of his matching sweatpants. Before long he stood nude gently stroking his stiff cock, watching Maggie eat Lyla's pussy. Darren knelt down behind Maggie.

"Let me help you out off your knickers darling. We cant have any fun with them on now, can we Cunt!"

Maggie pulled her face from Lyla's pussy. Darren kissed her passionately, tasting the new Society girls juices form his lovers lips. He told her seductively. "She taste good on you, my Love."

He slowly pushed her red thong panties down. Once her panties are removed, she started to go back to work on Lyla. Darren whispered in Maggie's ear. "Let me have a go with the lass. You take care of Sam!!"

Of course that's what Maggie wanted to hear. She quickly moved away, walking on bare knees to where Sam stood stroking his cock. Lyla had her eyes closed once more, she felt a mans rough beard stubble against her inner thighs, she looked down seeing Darren looking at her. All she sees of his face, are his forehead, dark eyes and part of his nose.

"Its my turn child. Now don't worry, I have no intention of hurting you." said Darren.

His voice is soothing, she didn't fight him. The Rum and coke she drank did help her relax, and completely lose her inhibitions. He began sucking her clit, she laughed childishly pushing her cunt against his tongue. Lyla's eyes met Sam, he winked and smiled at her. She smiled back, but her gaze dropped to Maggie, she's busily sucking his cock. Lyla fights urges of jealously. Sam noticed her mood seemed to change.

"Don't worry baby. Maggie and Mr.B are our friends. This is how they play, when they visit friends. Just lay back and enjoy the party. Just remember, I love you Lyla." She grinned. "I love you too."

As she spoke Darren tongued her G-spot. She moaned, her eyes fluttered, she thrust her hips into the older mans mouth. Seeing her cum, made Sam cum just a little in Maggie's mouth. Maggie took his cock from her lips.

"Hey now Love. I hope that's not all you have. I don't want your cum in me mouth. I want it in my pussy!!"

Sam laughed, loving the sound of her cockney English accent.

"Ok then," he said. "I guess its time for us to fuck. After all babe, you cant get pregnant if you swallow it,"

Sam sat on his tan leather sofa, holding his cock upright, he joked.

"Go ahead Maggie sit on it, take the ride of your life!!"

Maggie quickly took charge, Sam watched the experienced 12 year old, take hold of his cock. Her soft fingers feel so nice. She quickly lowered her tight cunt over his cock. It quickly disappeared inside.

She smiled flirtatiously, "He..he..ha I love riding cocks. Especially big ones like your's Sam."

Maggie began steadily lifting her slender body up and down, shoving his cock deep, then raising her body up until his cock almost fell out. Riding him, with a perfect steady pace. Her youthful aggressiveness took Sam by surprise. Now all he can do is sit back and enjoy the experienced preteens body.

He looks into her bright blue eyes, she smiles looking back at him. He watches her long pony tails move with each thrust of her body. His eyes travel to her breast, seeing two perfectly formed, firm round orbs. He reached up exploring each breast, playfully foundling each dime size lightly tanned areola.

Gently pinching and twisting her erect little nipples. His eyes gaze down, seeing a small line of reddish blond pubic hair. Her body's forming perfectly into a young teenager. Her mid sections starting to show the hourglass curves of a young woman. He thinks to himself.

Maggie you're a pretty girl now. But, your going to be a beautiful woman someday.

Darren stopped licking Lyla's pussy. He's experienced with girls her age, he knows her tight little pussy should be lubricated well enough for intercourse. He kissed her lips. Her eyes open, she kisses him back. She likes her own flavor, but she's not used to kissing stranger. She nervously smiles, turning her lips away from Darren's. He whispers in her ear seductively.

"I want to make love to you Lyla," he kissed her earlobe. "Do you know what making love is?"

Her voice trembled. "Its like, the same as fucking..I think?" he kissed her cheek. "That's right lass. Now lets fuck, if that's the word you like to use."

Darren sat on the leather sofa, next to where his young wife is steadily riding Sam's stiff cock like a professional porn star: Truth be told, Maggie has done a few porn movies in her days. Darren looked back at Lyla, she's slowly moving her body towards his. He joked with her.

"Com on love. Lets show Maggie, how its done." Lyla didn't speak, she nervously climbed over Darren's lap. Once she's in place, he helped guide his fat cock toward the wet little opening between her legs.

"Lower yourself down slowly love," said Darren. "I know, you know how to fuck. Because I watched you fuck Sam, live on the internet the other day. I watched it all Lyla. You took almost every centimeter of his cock up your little pussy. My cocks not as long as his. I know it will fit girl. Now put it inside your cunt."

Lyla relaxed her vaginal muscles, just the way Sam taught her. Its difficult at first, suddenly she feels the tip of his fat cock parting her small pussy lips. Ugh uh ugh. She grunted lightly.

"Good girl!!" he said.

"Look at it Lyla. Its going right in, I knew you could do it," she smiled happily.

Now she's going to show Maggie how to fuck. Lyla's always been a competitive girl. And she's a bit jealous. For the passed week, Sam's been treating her like a princes. Having sex with her and only her, then catering to her every need, just like a newlywed husband. Now he's giving his attention to Maggie.

"Yes look Mr.B. It does fit!!" exclaimed Lyla. "Now Lets fuck," she said blatantly.

Sam looked at her, smiling proudly. "That'a girl Lyla. Now ride the man like you mean it girl."

She began humping Darren quickly. Shoving his cock deep, then raising her body till his cock almost falls out. Ugh,uh,ugh . She grunted. Darren lay his hands on her hips, helping a little. Enjoying the feeling of her soft white flesh. She's tight, he likes the warm feeling of her vaginal walls as they glide along his cock shaft.

He looks her over admiring her curly brown hair, her pert nose. He loves the almost golden color of her hazel brown eyes. He adores the shape of her mouth. Since he met her a few hours ago, he's noticed she always seems to have a smile on her naturally pink lips.

He plays with her developing breast. They're nice small round buds, made complete with small pinkish tan areolas and long pert nipples. He tweaks her nipples gently, she likes having her nipples played with. An orgasm shivers down her spin, she moans.

"You like that, don't you sweetheart." She silently nodded her head, picking up the pace as she rides his fat cock. Maggie leaned over, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"You're a natural Society girl Lyla. You're making my husband very happy." said Maggie.

Lyla heard what she said, she humped Darren harder. Sam feels cum churning in his nuts, he's trying to hold back. Watching Lyla give herself to Darren is such a turn on. He finds himself looking forward to sharing her with the Benson's all weekend. This thought causes him to lose control, he warns Maggie.

"I'm cumming!!" He begins thrusting into Maggie's tight wet cunt. Maggie hears him grunt his warning. The thought of his fertile semen flooding her ovaries makes her cum too.

"Yes cum in meee Sam, cum in meee. Make a baby in meee!!"

Maggie rode him hard, milking every drop of cum from his throbbing cock. Her body trembled as she came. She's fucked numerous grown men, during her strange young life. But she hasn't came like this in a long time. The room is filled with the sweet scent of sex and sweat. Maggie cant hold her body upright any longer, she lay her head on Sam's shoulder, panting like a dog on a hot summer day.

Seeing Maggie fucking Sam like a wild animal, causes Darren to cum as well. He began thrusting his hips into Lyla. His thick cock grinds against Lyla's G-spot, causing her to cum too.

"I'm cumming!!" he yelled.

She didn't speak, she's quiet when she cums. Her body collapsed over Darren's sweaty shoulder, she lay there panting, making little grunting noises. Now the only sound in the living room is, heavy breathing from each man. And light panting from each young girl. Maggie broke the silence.

"Whew! Sam. That was the ride of my life." She sounded winded, as if she just ran a marathon. She looked over seeing Lyla staring at her, its that thousand mile stare she's seen in so many new Society girls over the years. Its feelings of Shame and pleasure, all wrapped up inside the young girl, and maybe just a hint of jealously.

She knows the feelings, she's had them herself. Maggie also knows, a Society girl should never succumb to feelings of shame, or jealousy. She lifted her body from Sam's spent cock, then helped Lyla remove her spent body from Darren.

"Lay down on the sofa beside Darren. We need to clean each other's pussies." said Maggie.

Lyla did as the older girl said. Maggie climbed over her, with her head towards Lyla's cum soaked crotch. She told Lyla, before lowering her face between her legs.

"I'm going to suck my mans cum from your sweet pussy. While I'm doing that, you suck your mans cum from mine."

Lyla feels Maggie tongue licking deep inside her well used pussy. She looked into Maggie's wet pussy, seeing Sam's cum leaking out slowly. She's never licked a pussy before, she feels what Maggie's doing and follows her lead. As she licks Maggie, she taste the familiar flavor of Sam's cum mixed with the sweet musky taste of Maggie's girl cum.

Sam stood up looking down on the girl, girl lesbian encounter. He likes what he sees, Lyla's not being squeamish as she sucks and licks his cum from Maggie's vagina.

"I think we all need a drink," said Sam.

"I agree old boy," said Darren. "Make me a double Scotch on the rocks. Make the girls each a Rum and Coke," he joked. "They'll need it to wash the taste of cum from their mouths."

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After each girl had another drink, they fell asleep. Maggie's laying her head upon Darren's lap. Lyla's sitting between Sam and Darren, she's leaning her head on Sam's shoulder. Darren's a little drunk, after finishing his third double Scotch on the rocks. Sam's pretty buzzed as well. Darren ran his fingers over Lyla's soft curly brown hair, admiring her childish beauty.

"Let me sleep with Lyla tonight," he said. "You can sleep with Maggie. Unless you think Lyla might make a fuss, when she wakes up next to me."

"I think she'll be ok with it," said Sam. "Lets take our girls to bed, I'm pretty beat. Our little foursome with the girls, and one too many Scotches have me warn out."

With that said, Darren lifted Lyla into his arms. After her last Rum and Coke, along with her first sexual foursome she's so warn out. She never stirs as he lifts her up. Sam picked Maggie up, she's a bit heavier than Lyla. The fact she's drunk and worn out, doesn't make it any easier. He struggled a bit, but finally lifts the ninety pound twelve year old off the couch. Maggie moaned softly, but never woke up.

"Good night my friend." said Darren, as he carried Lyla down the hall to his bedroom.

"Yeah goodnight buddy." said Sam, cradling his young bed partner in his arms.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Morning After

Its now Saturday morning. Lyla's waking up with a bright beam of sunlight shining in her eyes, through the open slats of a Venetian blind placed over the window. Her head ached from too much alcohol, her well used cunny is a bit sore too. She doesn't remember Sam carrying her to bed last night. She feels the need to pee. She sat up half asleep, letting her legs drape over the edge of the bed.

Before climbing out of bed, she looked around realizing, she's not in Sam's bedroom where she's been sleeping since she moved in a few days ago. She realizes she's in a small bedroom down the hall from Sam's room. She has to pee real bad, she knows there's another bathroom just outside this bedroom.

She stood from the bed, she notices her panties are missing. She laughs to herself remembering Sam took them off last night, out in the living room. She turns looking at the bed, she's completely startled when she realizes she's not sleeping with Sam. Darren Benson seems to be sound asleep, he's completely nude, his white hairs tussled out of place.

She almost lost control of her full bladder, once she realized she didn't sleep with Sam last night. She feels some urine leaking from the lips of her cunny. Not wanting to pee on the floor she quickly ran down the hall to the guest bathroom. She didn't close the door, she sat down quickly letting her golden urine flow. Suddenly Darren steps in, he's covering his cock with one hand.

"Good morning Lyla," he said happily. "I need to piss too. Being as your sitting on the only loo near the bedroom, it looks like we'll have to share. Now just spread your pretty legs, that way I can piss too."

She spread them open, she didn't speak. Suddenly a golden stream of urine began flowing from the old mans cock. He guided his stream so it flowed down Lyla's cleft, his urine mixed with her urine. The warm piss running over her vagina caused orgasmic tingling sensations to occur. When they both stopped pissing Darren spoke kindly, but firmly.

"Being as your pretty mouth is so close to my cock, please suck it. I have to say Lyla, I'm a bit put out that Maggie sucked Sam's cock last night, but you didn't suck mine."

Once again Lyla cant resist an adults orders, its in her physical nature to please. She timidly took his half erect cock, using one hand to guide it to her mouth, while using the other to massage his wrinkled scrotum.

"Ahh yes, that'a girl Lyla. Suck it just like that!!" He's completely pleased, by the way she submits to him.

"Spread those pretty legs. Let me see your pretty pink cunt lips."

She kept sucking him, spreading her legs at his request. His cock swelled in her mouth, at first it was almost limp. Now its fully erect. From Darren's view, his cock looks huge in her small mouth.

Although Lyla's slightly humiliated by Darren's sudden need for oral stimulation, the humiliation turns her on. She feels small orgasms tingling between her legs, along her pussy lips. Darren's piss drips from her cunt enhancing her pleasure. She works her hand and mouth steadily back and forth, stroking his hard cock shaft. The older man begins to moan. He grunts " Suck it..ahh Suck it. Make me cum."

She's done this with Sam enough to know what's about to happen, when a man says: Make me cum. She began pumping her lips vigorously back and forth stroking his cock flesh with her lips and hand, while letting her left hand play with his balls. He grunts, his knees shook, she tastes his cum as it erupts flowing down her throat. As she swallows, her golden hazel brown eyes look up at him for his approval.

"Ahh yes Lyla, you really know how to wake a man up properly," he said. "Now lets shower together, I'm a bit warn out from last nights playtime."

"Ok," she said. "But don't have sex with me. My cunts a little sore this morning. And I have a headache."

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Sam woke up feeling a young girls mouth sucking and licking his cock. He's still half asleep, he's a bit hung over as well. He lifts his head, expecting to see Lyla doing something she's never done before. When he sees Maggie's strawberry blond hair, instead of Lyla's curly brown hair. He now remembers, carrying Maggie to bed last night. From the corner of her blue eyes, she sees him looking at her. She took his cock from her mouth.

"Good morning Love. Did you sleep well!!" she said.

Her lips went back to work on his cock. His head hurts from to much Scotch, her melodic English accent is pleasing to his ears. "Yes honey, I did sleep well," he feels a small orgasm. He moaned softly.

"Did you sleep well? I see you woke up hungry," he joked.

"Oh yes Love. I did sleep well," she said happily. "But no Sam. I'm not hungry."

She stopped sucking him. He watched her move her slender shapely body over his hard cock.

"I'm bloody randy. Now lets fuck." she said, sounding urgently desperate.

He had to think of what randy meant. His aching head remembers, randy to the English means horny to us yanks. He realizes too, she wants more of his baby making sperm. He's more than willing to give it to her.

"Well I guess we better fuck then," he said. "Because a girl cant get pregnant unless she has sex right."

Maggie lowered her pretty pink cunt over Sam's cock, grunting lightly as his cock slipped inside. He folded his arms behind his head. leaning on them so he can watch the pretty young girl ride his cock.

He feels as if he's suddenly died and gone to heaven, thinking all he has to do to become a full fledged Society member. Is to have sex with Maggie until she's pregnant, she's an attractive young girl that makes the job even better.

Darren Benson told him yesterday. He has business to attend to, back in England. He's leaving Sunday afternoon. He's leaving Maggie with him and Lyla, until he comes back next month. When he comes back, the plan is. He'll fly them all to the undisclosed location, where The Society holds their annual orgy. As Sam thinks of the Orgy. Maggie slapped his hip.

"Hey," he yelped.

"Pay attention to me Love. I've been watching you staring up at the bloody ceiling. Now come on fuck me."

"OK baby. You want my attention." He rolled her body under his. "Now we'll fuck," he said.

He began thrusting hard into Maggie's tight cunt. She responded, thrusting her pussy back to him with each of his thrust. "Yes...Oh Yes. Now that's more like it Samuel Watson." she said joyfully.

He laughed, thinking that's the first time any woman, or girl has ever said his full name when he fucked her.

"Alright Misses Maggie Benson. I'm so glad I'm doing it, just the way you like it."

Sounds of his hips smacking into Maggie's thighs, sounds of his manly grunting, and her girlish moaning echo through the room. Once again Sam feels an orgasm flowing from his groin. He keeps his pace going, enjoying the feeling. Maggie's cumming too, the walls of her cunt tingle with an earth shattering orgasm.

"Ahh...oh yes. Fuck meee Sam." she yelled, her girlish voice trembled.

Sam feels cum erupting deep within Maggie's body drenching her ovaries once more, he keeps his assault going. Finally he cant go on any longer. He lay his head over her shoulder. They're both startled when they hear Lyla speak, sounding a bit angry.

"Hey you two, I made coffee. Darren's making breakfast. He told me to come and get you."

"Huh" she scowled. "That is "IF" you're done fucking." Sam looked up, noticing Lyla's angry jealous face. He's never dealt with a jealous child before, he hopes she won't remain angry at him.

"Um, uh sure Honey, we'll be out soon," he said. "Did you sleep well baby. You seem to have woke up on the wrong side of the bed; or something." He said the last, wishing to take it back.

"I didn't sleep with you Sam. No I didn't sleep well," she huffed. "But don't worry, I'll get over it."

She quickly left them alone. Sam rolled away from Maggie. She spoke reassuringly.

"Don't worry Sam. I'll have a talk with her. It sounds like, she thinks I'm stealing you away from her."

Sam sat on the edge of the bed. His mind reeling with worry.

"I love her Maggie. I know She's young, she's not used to our unusual sexual habits. I just hope, you and I can teach her to accept the ways of The Society."

The end of part 4.

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I hope you're enjoying the story. If Loliwood survives these problems its going through, I'll post the last part of the story. But if Loliwood ends up going down for good, this might possibly be the end of When Sam met Lyla. So lets keep our fingers crossed. Hopefully, I'll get to write about the grand finally fantasy. The Society's annual Orgy.