Teflon
Girl, Demon Girl, Angel Girl
by Sterling
Chapter 6 of 6
There
was great excitement in the land of online pedophiles. Another girl had
started accepting pedophile visitors on a regular basis. Before long a
third girl began. This news filtered back to Katy. She had things she
wanted to do on the weekends now, and not enough time to do them. If
other girls were going to be doing what she had been doing, that was
good. Besides, maybe she'd repaid her debt.
She got her period
when she was almost 12 years old. She took that as the sign that she
was through with her volunteer work of Good Samaritan to pedophiles.
So
she lived a normal girlish life in 8th and 9th grade. But of course
that first period was just one milepost in the transformational process
called puberty. In her estimation, boys went from "meh" to intriguing,
then to fascinating.
She still slept with Mark now and then, but
something about it didn't feel right any more. Mark picked up on it,
and he was the one who suggested their sexual relationship come to an
end. She asked if he was finding her less sexy as she aged. After the
briefest of pauses, he agreed that was true -- less sexy, but still
plenty sexy. With that understanding in mind, she was delighted with
one last evening where they did it three times. As always, Mark used a
condom with care each time. From then on they were friends, but much
closer than a friendly uncle and niece because of their shared history.
Katy
realized she really was quite attractive. An appealing face with an
especially artistic nose, wavy brown hair, breasts a little smaller
than average, willowy figure.
She was also confident, and would
have nothing to do with popular girls and their games. Her few friends
were drawn from the nerds and dreamers. There was one boy Adam, pretty
geeky but sensitive too, with big brown eyes and a mop of unruly dark
brown hair. She went for him, he responded, and with very little angst
and trouble she had her first boyfriend. The only significant obstacle
to a couple having sex was the girl's emotional hesitance. Katy had
none of that, of course, and within a week of their first date Katy
found herself naked in bed with Adam. She produced a condom.
"Oh," he said, looking a bit disappointed. "Are you religious? Or your
parents?"
She unrolled the condom onto his eager prong. "No. It's, um, medical
reasons."
"OK." He climbed up on top of her. "They say it hurts girls the first
time."
"Yeah," she said. "But I've gotta confess. I've done it before."
"Really?" he said with sudden interest. "With who?"
"Now,
that's not any of your business now, is it?" she said with good humor.
"It was just a few times." She crossed a pair of fingers he couldn't
see.
Adam didn't persist. He moved his dick into position
between her legs. Katy paused to cherish the moment. For the first
time, she had some idea what all those pedophiles had felt -- what all
grown-ups felt. She wanted Adam's cock inside her not because he would
like it (though he would) and not because the in and out would feel
good to her (though it would). She wanted it inside her just because
she did. She would have wanted it inside her even if Adam was reluctant
and she expected it to hurt.
"Just do whatever feels good," she said to him. "Don't worry about me
this time -- plenty of time for that later."
He
looked at her with adoration and appreciation, then penetrated her and
fucked. It was fast, deep, and intense -- and it lasted only a few
seconds. She loved the pure satisfaction on her boyfriend's face. He
was ready and eager to give it another go ten minutes later. He then
eagerly licked her out for a good long time and brought her to climax.
By then he was ready for a third go himself, and with a little
unobtrusive work of her fingers at the spot where his cock was flying
in and out of her, they had simultaneous orgasms.
But as the
first week went by, with sex every other day or so, Katy missed the
pleasure of deep semen. Sure, most girls would have been content with
the orgasms that Adam gave her -- but she had had more, and she wanted
it again. Her mother and Mark had told her they expected she would lose
her mind-control abilities before she was an adult. They had obviously
been much weakened when she convinced Mr. Dodge to keep the factory in
town. She could take a couple shots from Adam and see how it went,
right?
She did have the contraceptive speck like any other girl.
Her medical reasons for using a condom were not ones she could share
with Adam. When they went to bed next, she explained that she had
checked with the doctor, the medical problem had gone away, she had her
speck, and no condoms were needed any more. She was tired of lying so
much, though she figured they were all little white lies.
When
she felt Adam's semen pulsing into her, the familiar little rush was
wonderful. After getting her second dose, it was time for them to do
homework together. He'd said he always liked to get the math out of the
way first. Katy tried a little experiment.
"Wouldn't it be fun to start with chemistry?" Come on Adam, let's do
chemistry.
He looked at her. "No, I'll stick with what works."
Katy
smiled. No mind control. That was good. Really. Mind control caused
problems -- though it was awfully nice at the time. She sighed.
A couple months went by. Katy was in love. Life was wonderful.
The two were lying in Adam's bed after sex in the late afternoon.
"Um, Katy? There's something I've got to talk to you about."
"Oh?" She was snuggled against his side. She lifted her head. She was
happy to listen to his troubles.
"What do you think about open relationships?"
Katy had a little unpleasant sensation in her belly. "Huh?"
"Where we can see other people too."
"I'm happy with things just the way they are."
He furrowed his brow. Obviously he wasn't.
"Is there someone else?"
He hesitated. "It's the principle of the thing."
"Who?"
"Well, Laura and I have been talking. There's something between us we'd
like to explore."
Katy
was angry. She knew Laura. She had seen her looking at Adam. She had to
admit there was nothing wrong with Laura -- she just wanted Adam to
herself.
Things progressed quickly. She insisted they remain
monogamous. He said it wouldn't work for him that way. Katy grudgingly
accepted since she had no choice. After Adam slept with Laura the first
time, he and Katy had an awkward afternoon together, including sex that
neither of them seemed to enjoy very much. And then there was that
brief meeting after school, and they were broken up. Just like that,
eight days from his first request.
Katy knew high school
relationships ended. She knew at some level it was bound to happen. But
she had no idea how much it would hurt. She cried and cried.
She
knew Tom had a crush on her. She liked him well enough, and when she
made her interest known, they rapidly ended up in bed together. She
loved the rush from his sperm. But he wanted to be her one and only,
and she wasn't ready for that. She never would be with Tom. They parted
after just a few days with Tom feeling very hurt. It unleashed in her
the memories of when she was 6 and how much she had hurt other people.
A different approach was called for.
She
hadn't picked him at random. He was a popular guy on the football team,
he lived close to the school, and his parents were never home in the
afternoon.
Within the hour she was naked with him on his bed. He was fully erect.
"You want me to eat you out?" he said.
She smiled. How nice! She didn't think a guy like him would offer.
"No, you know what I really want? Just stick it in me, get as deep as
you can, and come quick."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really."
"Well, OK!" he said as he mounted her.
In
under a minute she had a gasping boy on top of her, sperm pooled in her
pussy, and that little warmth in her brain. He extricated himself and
stood beside the bed.
"You think any of the other boys on the team would be willing to do me
like that?"
He
laughed, and looked her up and down. "Hot girl like you? That's all you
want? They all would, I'm sure. Why do you want that?"
"Oh, I'm strange," she said with a little smile. "I just do."
Zach pulled his pants on and walked out, carefully shutting the door.
Katy overheard the conversation in the living room.
"Wow, she sure is hawwwt!"
"Isn't she? Wham, bam! Score on the first drive! And it's what she
wants!"
"Unnh, unnh, unnh, aaahhhh!" came the voice from a boy pantomiming the
act.
"I'll go next," said a voice. Steps came down the hall, and the door
opened.
Katy had pulled the sheet up to her neck.
She didn't even know his name. He stripped quickly and approached, his
cock half hard.
She pulled back the sheet and smiled invitingly. "Give it to me," she
said.
"You really are hot!" he said. He gave an animal grin and mounted.
As
he pressed inside her well-lubricated pussy, she said. "Well, show me
how much. Only rule is you gotta go as deep as you can before you
blow." He began thrusting and reached maximum depth in seconds. "Empty
those balls! Give me every drop you've got!" she urged.
Seconds later he did his best -- and it was good. A very nice little
lift.
They added up. A half dozen doses had her feeling really quite
wonderful.
After he withdrew he sat beside her. "You wanna go out some time? You
and me?"
She
shook her head. "I'm flattered, but no -- I just want to get fucked."
He sat and nodded thoughtfully. "And I can't get my next load until you
leave, dear." He nodded, dressed, and left.
With 20 guys giving
their all, sperm leaked out of her and made a big wet spot on the bed,
which was kind of uncomfortable for her -- not that the mess deterred
any of the boys. When she came back to get it again a couple days
later, Carl had a pile of towels so she could keep one under her at all
times and replace it when it got goopy.
When
she'd gotten filled to overflowing by the football team the third time,
she put on a maxi-pad and hopped in the car of the captain of the
soccer team. He took her across town so she could get filled to
overflowing by them -- and a bunch of others who weren't on the team
but who had heard the news and wanted their own chance for a quickie
with the hottest girl around.
When she had her fill, it was
early evening. She was feeling great -- but it wasn't the same thing as
love. With a fresh maxi-pad on, the captain drove her to Adam's house.
She knew Laura had another commitment then, and she had to know. He
answered the door.
"Oh, Katy! Ummm, what are you doing here?"
"Adam,
break up with Laura and come back to me!" She concentrated hard. She
felt his resistance. She concentrated harder. It was immobile.
Ejaculation
built upon ejaculation in her pussy to make her happier and happier. It
was also fun to make so many boys happy. One day she went for broke and
managed to collect 78 ejaculations. It would have been 79 but one guy
shot his load before he could get it into her. One time she'd had an
orgasm, almost by accident. No single quick fuck was enough to get her
very excited, but the arousal of one carried over to the next to some
extent. So when one particularly handsome, muscular guy took two
minutes to deliver his load, she came along with him.
Such feats
of sperm collecting had no hope of being kept secret, and Katy didn't
care. When confronted by her friends about why she was such a total
slut, she just replied with total honesty that she just liked it a
whole lot. And she was so confident about it that they had no choice
but to respect her, however strange it seemed to them.
When word
got back to her mother, she was naturally alarmed. Katy reassured her
by relating what had happened with Adam. Melanie was uncomfortable, but
she couldn't come up with any rational argument. No risk of pregnancy,
no risk of STDs, everything honest -- and Katy with her Teflon genes.
But
Katy had her own reasons for cutting back. More sperm was better, but
there were diminishing returns. Despite a pussy that from the tender
age of six was used to frequent penile visitors and despite the ample
lubrication, that much friction started making her a little sore. She
also had other things she wanted to do with her time. So she started
collecting a cast of regulars and established a schedule. There were
patterns she had noticed -- some gave her a better lift than others
when they came inside her, so she chose those. Otherwise she chose guys
who were handsome and sexy and nice. They had to promise to save their
sperm up for at least three days.
The hardest thing she wanted
from them was to just shove in once, slow and deep, not quite all the
way, disgorge their load, then slide back out. That left a bunch of
sperm from several men up there so she could absorb from two guys at
once. Otherwise one boy's fuck squeezed out most of the sperm from the
last guy. The few guys who could do that single insertion got to be
last. And as often as not she'd tell each boy some variant of, "I'm
trying to get pregnant, so give me all you got so YOU can be the
daddy." They all knew it wasn't true, but their bodies seemed to
believe it at some level, and she noticed it gave her an extra little
lift. So she assembled three teams of 8 men each and took it on Monday,
Wednesday, and Friday afternoon, 5pm to 6pm. All the boys knew that if
someone better came along, they could be out of the rotation, so they
were motivated to do it just right.
Katy also felt free to sleep
with some boy who struck her fancy, to explore little romances. Some
boys were put off by her weird promiscuity, but others didn't mind.
Then
Adam broke up with Laura and wanted Katy back. He obviously knew about
her slutty ways -- uh, let's make that high libido sex-positive ways --
and never suggested she give them up. Katy gave him a hard time,
initially because she was still angry with him. Later she pointed out
that she wanted to make sure he wasn't going to vanish again. By the
end of freshman year he had convinced her. He promised never to have
sex or flirt with anyone else, agreeing to a double standard. And so
they stayed together through the rest of their high school years.
Melanie
and Mark walked the same route through the neighborhood. It was their
habit when they wanted to take the big view of things.
"I'm dealing with an empty nest, you know."
"Yeah, sorry. That must be hard."
"Not too bad. I've got a career, of course. She was pretty independent,
and she still calls every week from Stanford."
"Is she building West Coast teams to give her the best sperm blend?"
"She's taking it slow. She says she wants to fit in there more. Not be
seen as such an eccentric."
"Makes sense."
They walked in silence. "What kind of daughter have I raised?"
"Hmmmm. Smart, popular, loving, got in to Harvard, Princeton, Yale and
Stanford."
"One who spread her legs for a minimum of 24 guys every week all
through high school."
"For the right reasons."
"I guess so."
"A legend on the pedo boards. And what does she have in her trust fund?
$10 million?"
"A
third big one came in, so it's up to $17 million." Pedophiles who had
nowhere else they wanted to leave their money, and who thought that
their one hour with "Alice" was the best experience of their life.
"This
new young guy at work found that same gene relationship. We fudged the
main database to hide it a few years ago, but this enterprising guy
went back to the primary sources."
"So what did you tell him?"
"I
steered him away from it, of course -- and set about blocking that path
so the next guy won't discover it. We've been over how your road trip
could have ended in far more catastrophic ways."
"Right."
"But
she gave so much happiness to pedophiles. Are we being too
conservative? Are we just assuming the happiness of you pedophiles is
worthless?"
"I'm sure some of them would say that, but of course
no one knows about the road trip. But I don't think so. Guys who had
their one shot with her talk about it online of course. And of course
they think it's great. A few are upset because it reminds them of what
they could never have. I think the wiser ones understand it as a
reminder of what they just could never have even if girls like Katy
were everywhere. It's not an equal relationship, it's not a full
relationship, and it's not a stable relationship. And though I was
blessed with something none of them had, I think that way too."
Melanie's cell rang.
"It's Katy... Hi, sweetie... I'm taking a walk with Uncle Mark... She
says she loves you and gives you a big kiss."
"Tell her I love her too. A big kiss and hug too."
Mark
walked along with his sister while she talked to his beloved niece.
He'd been through some interesting times. He was a very lucky man. He
smiled.