It's a Good Thing!
by Rick Humus
Chapters 21 - 30

CONTENTS

Chapters 11 - 20

Chapter 21 - There's a Party in my Mouth, and Everybody's Coming!

Our vacation ended, as they always do, and before I knew it, I was back in school for the spring term. Daddy and I continued to make love nearly every day, and we often had parties on the weekends where Mr Alex would come by and we’d simply stay inside and fuck all weekend long.

Nothing really too much exciting happened until one day around the middle of March, I woke up one morning with a real upset tummy. My whole body ached and when I got up to go pee, I saw blood. At first I panicked, because I thought maybe I’d hurt myself inside, and then I realized I’d had just become a real woman. My first period. I was still a preteen, but I was finally not just a little girl anymore, I was a woman. I felt proud. I wasn’t worried or scared, I’d known what was going to happen, sooner or later, for a while. I was even prepared. I jumped in my shower and washed up real good, and then slid a tampon into me just like it showed on the directions, and went downstairs for breakfast. Daddy, of course, was already up and making me some toast and jelly and orange juice. He was sipping at a cup of coffee.

I gave him a big hug and kissed him, and then stood back a few steps.

“Guess what, Daddy?” I said, excitedly.

He looked at me quizzically. “What is it, sweetie?”

I arched my torso backwards and spread my legs. His eyes picked up the little white string hanging from my crotch.

“Oh, baby, are you alright? Did you hurt? Is there anything – “

“Daddy! I’m fine! I have been waiting for this to happen! I’m a full-grown woman now!”

“Well, not quite, baby, you’re still a little girl. And you’ll always be my little girl, no matter what.” He came and gave me a big hug and kissed me on the top of my head.

“I guess we’ll have to stop fucking now, so you don’t get pregnant!” he joked. I hit him in the stomach.

“No WAY! I’ve got that thingy up in me! And it better work too, ‘cause I plan to keep on getting all your sperms up in me, and a whole lot more!” I grinned at him. “My little pussy needs your dick in it every day, Daddy! And if you don’t shoot your sperms up in me there, you’d better let me drink them instead! Or put them in my butt!”

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Two weeks later at school, Mr B. came up to me. I’d of course been sucking his dick a couple of times a week down in the basement, or in one of the left over offices since they moved a bunch of people to the high school. He was always so very nice to me, and helped me with any school work I had, but to tell the truth, I didn’t need much help. Daddy made sure I studied every night, and did my homework, and I got almost all A’s and one or two B’s. I loved science and math and history and just seemed to have a natural affinity for it all. I also had signed up for advanced Human Biology so I was learning more and more about sex and stuff, too.

One day, Mr. B asked me if I’d like to come to a party he was having for some of his friends from out of town.

“What kind of party?” I asked him, innocently.

“Oh, a grown-ups party. You know, some cocktails, maybe a bar-b-cue, some music and dancing. I think you’ll enjoy it.”

“How many other girls will be there?”

“Ummm . . . well, actually, probably none. But I’ve been talking to my friends about how great a young woman you are, and they all want to meet you face to face.” He said.

“You mean face to dick, don’t you?” I answered slyly.

“Ummm . . . –“ he blushed. I’d caught him out. I decided to have some fun with him, I liked Mr B and I knew he was a little in love with me.

“C’mon Mr B, you want me to come to this party so I’ll suck the penises of all your friends, don’t you?”

He was silent for a minute. “Julia, you are without a doubt one of the smartest and sexiest young ladies I’ve ever met, and you know that. You can’t say you don’t enjoy what we do.”

I relented. “I know, I was just messing with you, Mr. B. If my Dad says it’s OK, I’d be happy to come to your party. How many friends do you think will be there?”

“Well, I’d say probably twenty to thirty.”

“Wow! All for me?” I giggled. Just for fun, I unzipped him and popped him in my mouth one more time, and drained him dry before he had to go back upstairs and teach the eighth graders about Westward Expansion and the Louisiana Purchase.

I had to do a little convincing to make Daddy say it was OK for me to go to Mr B’s party. He called Mr B up first and talked to him for about half an hour to make sure it was OK and that I’d be safe. While he was on the phone to Mr B, I had his penis in my mouth and was loving it as best I could. I swallowed his first orgasm, and then simply kept on sucking. In a few minutes, Daddy’s penis got soft, and then I heard him sigh, and he started feeding me again. Only this time, of course, it was much hotter and there was A LOT of it! I had to start gulping right away, and pushed my head down as far as I could so Daddy’s penis was right at the back of my mouth. Daddy had one hand on the back of my head, holding me steady there. I gulped as I could, and felt my tummy start to fill up.

Finally though, Daddy finished humming in me, and I pulled off him and kissed him on both legs and his belly.

“Well, little lady, Mr Bonacelli has promised me that you’ll be perfectly safe at his party and that nothing will happen unless you agree to it. I would prefer it though, that you don’t let any of his friends in your front door, if you know what I mean” he said with a twinkle in his eye. I knew. I’d always kept my pussy for Only Daddy, and that one time at the resort with the Perfect Penis. I hadn’t seen Spencer since then, and I really missed him.

“Ok, Daddy, I promise. Is it OK if we do it in my butt a little bit?” I said, with a wink.

Daddy just groaned.

So that Saturday, Daddy helped me take a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles and bath oil and we shaved me nice and smooth down there, and Daddy helped me put some new pretty new ring things in my titties, and washed my hair and everything. Then we went into my room to pick out my clothes for the night. I decided to wear a cut-off tube top that just barely came down over my nips with a sparkly lettering of “Feed Me” across the top, and a flouncy red plaid mini skirt that only just covered the bottom of my butt cheeks, and a pair of black panties. I pulled on some nice black lacy thigh-high stockings that stayed up without a garter belt, and then put some short little white ankle socks on over them, and my black high-heeled patent leather shoes. Daddy let me put on a little bit of makeup, just some blusher and a little tiny bit of eye shadow. When I was all done, I twirled around and modeled for Daddy.

“Well, Daddy, how do I look?” I said as I spun around in the middle of my bedroom.

“Oh baby, you’re just the sexiest little schoolgirl I’ve ever seen! You look scrumptious!” he laughed, and hugged me real good and kissed me.

“Daddy! Watch out, you’ll mess up my lipstick!” I half-growled. I’d put on some really smooth red lipstick and spent several minutes making sure it was all even and I didn’t look like a clown.

Daddy drove me over to where Mr B had told him the party was at, it was a big house over near the country club where Mr B said one of his old buddies lived. We walked up to the door. Daddy rang the bell, and in a second Mr B came to the door. He and Daddy shook hands and talked for a minute, and then Daddy bent down to his knees and held my shoulders and looked right at me.

“Ok, sweetie. Enjoy yourself. Mr Bonacelli has promised me that you’ll be well cared for. Any time you want to come home, just call me and I’ll be right over, ok?”

I nodded and smiled. “I’ll be fine, Daddy, Mr. B is a nice guy. Don’t worry. I’ll see you later on” and I dipped my head as he kissed my forehead.

Mr B. took my hand and led me into his house. It was a big house, very nicely decorated and all. He showed me the living room and a big kitchen and a dining room place, and even a game room and a big TV room. Down a hall way were some bedrooms, I guess, and a bathroom. He showed me were everything was, and asked if I wanted anything to eat or drink. I said I was fine. We went into the living room, and he showed me this big flat-screen TV and some music stuff. There were two big stuffed sofas in the room and a big padded bench kind of thing in the middle. I noticed that he had a movie camera set up in the corner.

“Are you going to film this?” I asked, a little nervous.

“Yes, actually, your father asked me to record everything for him to watch, and I said I would. He said you wouldn’t mind.”

“Yeah, I guess so. I mean, he films me a lot, so I guess it’s OK. . . .” my voice trailed off.

Just then the doorbell rang, and he got up to answer it. I stood up and walked over to the edge of the sofa and Mr B came back in with three of his friends. The other guy, the guy whose house this was, came in too. His name was Mr. Owens, and he was really big and had grey hair, but he had a nice smile and he seemed really friendly. The other guys were all introduced too, they were all grown up men, around his age I guess. One was almost bald but he looked friendly, and the other two were smiling at me. Mr B introduced me and they all said how pretty I looked and how they couldn’t wait to have fun with me. One of them said I looked just like his own little girl and he hoped she'd grow up just like me. Sooner or later, more and more guys started showing up, and I told Mr B I’d help him with the snacks and stuff. He showed me in the kitchen where he had a couple of those big trays all made up with cheese and lunch meat and stuff, and he had three big pizzas delivered, and he had a ton of soda and ice laid out too. He said the guys all agreed not to drink beer or booze tonight, because they didn’t want to get drunk and mess up. I thought that was nice of them. Besides which, I’d noticed a while ago that guys who drank beer had some funky tasting sperms.

So I spent about a half hour serving all the men snacks and drinks and stuff, and talking to them. I kind of enjoyed playing the maid, actually. I knew these men all worked hard all week long, they deserved some time to just relax and get waited on, and I enjoyed making them happy. They mostly all seemed nice, they all devoured me with their eyes, I could tell. I made sure to stretch out now and then so my top would pop up over my nips, or my skirt would ride up and show my butt. I loved teasing them. I’m such a slut! LOL! My nipples got real hard after a while and they poked out of the tube top. The guys seemed especially interested in my nipple jewelry, and a couple of them asked me if they could lick and suck my nipples to see how it felt to do that. I of course said yes. So after a while, my top was up and my nipples were all wet and the cool air made them stand out even more.

Mr. B said that they’d had a contest to raise money for the local animal shelter, and the guys all bought tickets (some of them more than one!) and they put all the tickets in a big bowl, and would I please pull the winning ticket out. So I said sure. I asked what the prize was, and Mr B kind of turned red a bit and said, “Your panties.” And I grinned at that, ‘cause I thought that was both really cool to raise money for the dogs and cats, and just as much, to sell my panties to a nice man.

They brought out the bowl and dumped all the tickets into it, and Mr B stirred them all around really good. They all looked the same to me, but Mr B said each one had a number on it to make it special.

So I closed my eyes, and reached into the bowl and fished around for a couple of moments and then got one ticket between my fingertips, and pulled it out. I opened my eyes and read the number.

“224-3189” I said, looking around the room. All of the guys were checking their tickets out, and some of them had five or ten all still stuck together. Then one of the guys let out a ‘whoop’, and put his fist in the air.

“Yes! Hot Damn, I won!” he yelled, jumping up off the sofa where he’d been sitting with a couple of other guys. He was a nice enough looking guy, probably about 35 or 40, with dark brown hair. He came over and hugged me, and I said, “Congratulations, Mister!” and he kissed me and everything.

Then everybody was talking at once about how I was supposed to give this guy my panties. I thought it wouldn’t be all that sexy or special to just peel them off and hand them to him, so I climbed up on the big bench that was in between the sofas, and started to dance and sway back and forth as sexy as I could. I’d learned enough watching other girls or porn on the internet to know how to wriggle my hips and bump my butt back and forth. Heck, some of the music videos I watched were just as sexy as the porno films!

Everybody started cheering and clapping. I pulled the lucky winner towards the bench, and then flapped the front of my skirt up and down, pretending I was really hot underneath, and making a big deal of it all. Then I reached out for his hand and took his wrist, and guided one hand, then the other up under my skirt until his hands were on my hips and holding the waistband of my panties. Then I winked and nodded at him, and he started sliding them down my legs while I twisted and wriggled. The guys were all cheering and slapping him on the back. He got them all the way down to my shoes, and I lifted my legs in turn and stepped out of them. He stood back up and then sniffed them! Ewwwww! LOL. I ruffled his hair with a free hand, and then started dancing again, bending over and showing my bare butt to all the guys. I was getting pretty hot and bothered having all these nice mature men ogling me like I was a real stripper.

Someone in the back yelled “Take it off!” and the guys really whooped and hollered. I grabbed the bottom hem of my tube top and tilted my head with a questioning look in my eyes, and I gathered from the applause and yells that they wanted me to do a strip tease kind of dance. I flipped the top up for a second to flash my boobies at them and when the guys cheered and yelled, I got bolder and bolder. I danced around a little bit, bending over and letting each of them in turn see my boobs, and then pulled my top back down and teased them some more. Then I turned around with my butt to them and flipped my skirt up so they could see my whole butt and even a little bit of my bare little pussy lips. I put one finger down there and slid it back and forth. I could feel my wetness. I wriggled my butt at them, and then straightened up and turned back to them, and reached down with both hands and pulled my top up over my head and tossed it over in the corner. Now I was completely bare naked from the waist up. They guys loved it!

I spun around and wriggled some more, humping my crotch at them. Then I pulled the waistband of my skirt around and made like I was going to unzip it, real slow like. Of course, there was no zipper on it, it was just a stretchy waistband. I made like I was going to hitch it up, and then I stopped and looked around, and then pulled it back down. I teased the guys over and over, each time, pulling it a little farther up or down until finally I just pushed the whole skirt down over my thighs and let it fall to the floor completely. You should have heard the guys yell then, when they saw my bald little coochie, my lips pouting and a slight sheen of wetness visible on them. I ran my fingers up and down my crease, getting them even wetter, and then sucking them into my mouth like they were little dicks. I closed my eyes and swayed to the music playing. My mind could barely process the situation – here I was, a tiny little seventh grader, wearing only high heels and black thigh-high stockings, showing my shaved bare pussy and boobies to a room full of horny men I didn’t even know except for a teacher in my school. The naughtiness of it all really turned me on. On one hand, I knew I’d be no match for all these men if they really wanted to rape me senseless. But on the other hand, I knew that I had them in the palm of my hand, and could control just how much sex they really got from me. Of course, being me, I wanted it to be A LOT!

I danced around on top of that big bench for a couple of minutes, enjoying the attention and cheers of the guys. I looked each and every one of them in the eye as I moved, winking and promising as much as I could. Then, the song that was playing on the stereo faded out and I went down onto my hands and knees on the bench, arching my back and sticking my butt out.

“Who’d like to kiss my butt?” I asked, coyly, and before you could even think, there were guys all over it. I felt hands touching and squeezing my butt cheeks, pulling them apart. I felt a tongue touch me briefly right on my butthole, and then fingers gently pushing in a little bit and moving around. It felt good, but a little rough. I wriggled around and moaned.

“Easy, please, easy . . . it’s dry . . .” I groaned. Just then I felt a warm liquid being poured on my butt and hands massaging it into my cheeks and then wormed around in my little butthole. It felt smooth and warm. I closed my eyes and dipped my head. I felt hands reach down under me, to my hanging boobs, and caress them.

It didn’t take long for me to feel the first spongy penis head at my back door. I felt it push against me, and I tried to relax and let it in, and the feelings pulsing through my body made it easy. I just opened up and he slipped right in, with a loud groan. I couldn’t see who it was, and didn’t want to see. I just wanted the penis in me. There was a brief stab of pain as my little ass opened to this adult cock, but it was nothing compared to the sparks of pleasure shooting from my clit. Hands continued to rub my boobs as the penis started sliding gently back and forth, slowly, but forcefully. I heard the squishing sound as it slid into me over and over, going a little deeper each couple of strokes. God it felt so good . . .

I could sense my butt opening up and welcoming this intrusion, my hot and moist channel wrapping itself around him. In, out, in, out, the man slowly plumbed my depths. The hands holding my butt cheeks apart were strong but not painful. I wriggled my acceptance of the attack, and pushed back as well as I could with all the hands holding my hips. I felt the man start to breath heavily, and he groaned, “oh fuck this is hot . . .” and he pushed all the way in and I felt his hot liquid spurt into me, again and again, white hot lava drenching my insides.

He rested in me for several moments, soaking in the warm feelings, letting his cum percolate in my butt. Then he gently pulled out his softening member, and a second penis slid wetly in.

Seven of the men took me in the butt. Each one felt sooooo good, sliding in and out, fingers massaging my clitty and my boobs, I probably had at least one very good orgasm with each guy. By the end, I had a stream of sperms leaking out of me and sliding down the inside of both thighs. I felt someone use a warm cloth on my crotch down there, cleaning me up and soothing my well-used, but good-feeling pussy lips and butt cheeks.

I spun around and knelt back up on the bench, and looked around. I spotted Mr B, standing off to one side with just his boxers on, talking to two very nice looking black men. He must have been one of the men who came up my butt. I know he’s always liked looked at my rear end but he never made a move at school. I blushed and smiled shyly at him with a little wave. Someone handed me a big glass of ice water which I gulped thankfully, and someone else pressed a granola bar into my other hand. I ate and drank to get my energy back up and recharge, sitting there just swinging my feet back and forth as I sat on the edge of the bench.

After a few minutes, Mr B came up to me and said that the guys were really anxious to start what he called “the blow bang”. I’d never heard that term before and I looked at him with a puzzled smile.

“Well, sweetie, that’s what we call it when a beautiful young lady like yourself gives a bunch of men blow jobs instead of actually fucking them. They all circle around her and she sucks on them each over and over, and then they all have orgasms, usually on her face or in her mouth. Does that sound OK?”

I nodded excitedly, thinking to myself ‘So that’s what I’ve been doing all this time!’ :) LOL

I put down my water and moved the bench out of the way, and the guys moved the sofas away, so I had a nice big area. I put a small pillow down to kneel on, and within seconds I was surrounded by hard dicks! About six or seven guys gathered in right around my head and started slapping my face with their penises. My face was completely surrounded by nice hard dicks! I moved around, licking one, then kissing the next, then sucking one into my mouth for a second or two and then moved on to the next, no matter which way I turned or moved, there was always a nice hard cock waiting for me. At one point I had seven penises all touching my face or my mouth at the same time! Men moved in and out of the close bunch around me, the cocks kept changing. It was a girl’s heaven! White, brown, black, thin, long, fat, there were all kinds and flavors. I felt someone behind me, and then fingers slid down between my butt cheeks and reached up to rub my pussy and clit and that felt ever so good. I murmured in pleasure, my eyes closed.

Everywhere I turned, was dicks. They started leaking, and before long my lips and tongue were being teased with tiny tastes of cum and lube. I felt one large cock head being slid across my forehead, leaving a shiny trail of pre-cum and semen on my skin. I continued to just suck on one cock after another. At one point, I had a cock in my mouth, twirling my tongue around the head, sucking just a couple of inches in, and I felt its owner put his hands on either side of my head and pull my face into his belly. I swallowed and opened my throat, and I got almost all of his cock head in my throat before I gagged a little bit and had to come off, sputtering. I looked up at the man and said “I’m sorry, mister. Let me try again . . . “ and I put my hands around his hips and pulled my face onto him, forcing his penis into my throat. I felt he deserved my best effort. I gulped and swallowed and next thing I knew, my lips were pressing right into his belly, and I had all of his penis in my mouth and throat. A cheer went up among all the guys watching, and I felt so proud. I pulled up off the penis, and took a deep breath and then went all the way down again. I tried to stay down on him as long as I could, I counted to 10 and then pulled back, took another breath and did it three more times. I had the man deep in my throat when I felt a wet splash of semen blast across the left side of my face, sperm streaming down the side of my face from my eyebrow to my chin. I pulled up off the man in my mouth and tried to turn my face towards the spitting penis on my left. I’d barely gotten my face turned to him when another big blast nearly drowned me, splashing across my upper lip and halfway up my nose! I snorted a bubble of semen out of my nose and captured the penis in my mouth, letting the next few splurts of warm cum bathe my tongue in salty goodness. I sucked hard, pulling the man’s sperms out of him as best I could. After I drained him and swallowed to clear my throat, I leaned my head back, my arms behind me and whispered a husky “Feed me, please, feed me. . .” and just closed my eyes and opened my mouth.

Within the next moments, I felt cockhead after cockhead briefly touch my lower lip and spurt rich, salty streams of warm semen into my open mouth. Remembering how I took all those loads to win a bet, I trilled my tongue around in the lake of sperm that was slowly growing. It splashed onto the inside of my cheeks and the roof of my mouth. It tickled sometimes when a man would shoot a particularly strong and powerful jet of his sperm up onto the back of my mouth. Once, two guys at the same time put their cocks on my lower lip and shot sperm into my mouth, their cums splashing into each other as they filled me. I think at least ten guys did this, and my mouth was pretty well filled up. I had to close my lips and then gulp down my mouthful before I could let them go on. I swallowed the big hot mouthful, feeling it slide warmly down into my belly.

I opened up and leaned back, ready for my next load. I felt hands rubbing my boobs and down over my crotch. I was overwhelmed by the tons of attention that all these men paid to me. I just loved it all! A penis came up and fired four thick heavy blasts of sperm into my mouth, and another came to one side and started firing but he had pretty bad aim, as most of it got all over my face! While he was spraying all over me, another penis added to the pool in my mouth, the wet jets splashing loudly with a ‘szzzzzzzzt – szzzzzt - szzzzzzzt’ kind of sound that seemed to permeate right into my brain. A finger was twiddling away on my clit and I shook and vibrated with a huge orgasm as all these men were giving me their cum. My mouth filled a second time and I almost burped, but managed to swallow down the six or seven loads that I had.

So by now I had about seven loads up my butt, at least two on my face, and I think about fifteen in my tummy. I was one cum-filled little girl! There were still penises to satisfy though, and I felt them tapping on the top of my head and around my face. I let the men turn my head which every way they wanted. Some of them wanted to hold the top of my head with one hand and jerk their penises into my mouth with the other. Some of them held my chin down while they splurted their cum straight into my mouth. Others didn’t even touch me with their hands, they simply let their penises cum wherever they needed to. Fingers were pinching my nipples and rubbing my boobs, and the semen was sliding down off my face and over my boobs. I had another orgasm, and I even reached down with my own hands and rubbed my clitty.

In the end, Mr B said that I got 37 orgasms spurted onto me or into me that night. I had at least five of my own. I was streaked with warm white semen from my forehead all the way down to my waist. I’d swallowed those two big mouthfuls, and probably about eight or nine single or double shots, and tried to scoop most of the sperm that was on my face into my hungry mouth too. I loved my blow-bang, the men were soo sexy and came so much for me!

Daddy picked me up around 11:30 or so. I’d lost my top somewhere, and my panties, of course. One stocking had a run in it. But I was one very happy and satisfied little girl. I fell asleep in the car, leaning on my Daddy’s shoulder, and leaking sperm on his seat from my butt.

It sure is a good thing your mouth can’t get pregnant!

Chapter 22 - Spring Flings and a Boyfriend

So for the rest of that spring, we did a lot of stuff – we had parties nearly every weekend and Daddy and Mr Alex would bring a bunch of men and I’d model my lingerie, and the men would take pictures and movies of me, and then the men would suck and lick my pussy for hours and I’d have about a thousand orgasms, and then they’d all take turns with me sucking on them. Sometimes Daddy would let seven or eight of them put their penises in my butt and cum there, but most of the time I really liked them to cum on my body, especially my face or my boobs. They always seemed to like that – there must be something really sexy about a little girl laying on a sheet with sperms all over her!

Of course, I swallowed a ton of cum too, and Daddy and all the men would take pictures of me while I did that. That made me feel really kinky and dirty, because I knew they’d take their pictures home and masturbate on them too. But the men were always really nice to me and they would give me gifts like lingerie or jewelry or things like that.

Daddy said I should learn as much as I could about sex and everything, so we’d spend hours on the computer looking at sex sites and stuff, and watching movies and stuff. I saw somethings that REALLY turned me on, but I won’t spoil things and tell you all just yet. LOL :) I also studied as much as I could, and I got really good grades, because I liked school, actually, especially history and science and all. I did a book report on Cleopatra for my history class, and I think the teacher got a little upset when I wrote that Cleopatra was famous for having sex with hundreds of men every day and I wanted to be just like her! LOL

Sometimes Daddy and I would go to the city, and we’d have different kinds of fun – one time Daddy took me to another one of those adult bookstores with all the movie booths and he filmed me sucking on a ton of dicks at the glorious hole, and by the time I was finished there I had gallons of sperm all over my front and about a ton in my belly! I really liked that, it was so neat to just sit there and wait for a nice penis to come through the hole and then put it in my mouth and suck on it until it spermed me. I found out that the way you knew a man was going to have his orgasm was that they would tap on the wall just before they did, so I was ready. That was nice of them, I thought. I loved seeing all the different kinds of penises that were there for me, there were pink ones and dark black ones, and brown and every different size, little small ones not much bigger than my thumb, and huge gigantic ones that I couldn’t even get my whole hand around and barely fit in my mouth!

Daddy loved watching me try to put those really big ones in my mouth! There were regular penises and those uncircumscribed ones with that skin around the end of them. I loved watching the penises get super hard and then shoot their sperms at me. Sometimes I’d let the first big shot come out and hit me in the face then I’d swoop down and put it in my mouth for the rest of the sperms. Something about that little tiny hole in the end of the man’s penis opening up and splurting a huge white stream of hot, yummy sperm at me that really set me off. I almost always had one hand down in my coochie while I did all the sucking there, and I must have had dozens of orgasms.

A couple of times, Daddy took us to fancy parties at people’s houses, they were almost always rich and had big fancy houses. Everybody would be dressed up real nice, even me. Daddy would let me wear the tiniest mini skirts I had, and my stockings and high heels, and my cut off tube tops and stuff like that. We’d talk to the people for a while and then everybody at the party would spend the next bunch of hours just making me feel ever so special – I would just cum and cum and cum over and over, and by the end of the night, I was just covered in sperms. Mostly, Daddy and I would sleep over and then go home the next day.

One party we went to, it was at a friend of his house, and Daddy said there would be some extra-special people there and that I’d have a really special time. We got there, and had a very nice dinner of barbecued chicken and stuff, and then we all went into the big living room and watched some naughty movies on this big huge TV. Some of them were about girls who let guys tie them up and then kinda torture them with dildoes and stuff like that, and I thought that looked really exciting, to be like totally helpless and made to cum over and over again. When they were over, Daddy asked me if it was ok for them to tie me to this big bed so I couldn’t move my arms or legs, and I was a little bit scared, but Daddy said he’d watch out for me, so I said yes. Boy was that an experience!

First, they made me take all of my clothes off, and then these two ladies spread nice warm lotion all over me, from head to toe just about, until I gleamed in the lights, and it felt really warm and nice. Then they put me on this bed thing, and it was really strange – they could hit buttons on the side of it and it moved around and tilted up and down and could even make a big bulge in the middle of it. They tied my wrists and ankles with leather handcuffs and then tightened them down to the corners of the bed. My legs were stretched really wide apart, and my pussy was just wide open. I felt a little push come up underneath me and my hips were raised up. One of the women who had just oiled me up came up and knelt between my legs and looked at me. She was pretty, with long blonde hair that she curled up and pinned on the top and sides of her hair. She had bright green eyes and red lips and long painted fingernails.

“Sweetie, you have the most delicious looking cunt I’ve seen in a long time!” she said to me, and then she bent down and her lips locked on to my clitty and she bit down, not hard, but it really shocked me, and then she started putting her tongue up inside of me and I swear she had a tongue that was a foot long. I felt it everywhere. Her hands started stroking me and pinching at my boobs and all, and I had my first ever orgasm while tied up. I decided I liked it! I struggled and squirmed side to side but couldn’t move much, and I realized that half of the fun would be pulling at my handcuffs and all. My whole body tensed up and I tried to clench my thighs around the woman’s head but of course I couldn’t. I found out that orgasm while you’re tied up can be quite amazing!

The lady sucked on me for a long time. By the time she was finished, she had two fingers up inside of me and one in my butthole and was shoving them in and out and chewing on my pussy lips and clitty and I was cumming all over, and I think I even might have peed a little bit because I felt something squirt out of me. She didn’t care, though, and just kept on eating me. She finished up and then came up and kissed me real hard and put her tongue right into my mouth and I could taste myself and her lipstick.

That went on for a while – women and men would suck and lick my pussy, and I’d have tons of orgasms. Sometimes, while a person was sucking me down there, I’d be sucking on a penis until it orgasmed in my mouth. It felt really nice to be sucking and get sucked at the same time! One time, a nice pretty woman stood next to my head and she stroked two penises that belonged to two just gorgeous black men until they both came all over my face at the exact same time just about. That was soooo cool! Those poor men must not have had orgasms for a week, because I was drenched! There was cum all across my forehead, down both cheeks, in my eyes, on my nose, and all over my lips and chin. When the men were finished orgasming, the lady bent down and licked my entire face clean and she swallowed every single drop, I know because I heard her gulp!

Then, they flipped me over, and put a big round pillow kind of thing under my hips, so my butt was up in the air. They tied my hands and feet again, and put a pillow under my head. Daddy was standing right in front of me, and I looked up at him and he reached out to stroke my cheek and brush hair out of my face.

“Baby, you are about to experience something that you’ll never forget. I’ll be here to make sure everything goes OK, alright?” he said in a soothing voice. “I told them you’re a big girl and can take it, but if you want them to stop, just say “Baltimore”, ok? We’ll make that your . . . safe word . . .”

I wasn’t sure what that all meant but I nodded with some concern on my face (right under the sperm . . . lol)

Then I felt a light touch of something on my butt, it was sliding down and around my butt cheeks, and then it went away and then I felt a light breeze and then a microsecond later fire exploded on my ass as a paddle cracked across both cheeks. I screamed and struggled to get free but could not. Barely a second passed and then I felt another lance of pain as I was whipped again. Daddy held my arms and I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.

“Count them” he said to me.

I nodded, shaking and shivering, as a third strike landed.

“Th . . .three” I gasped.

CRAAAACK!

“F. . .four” I sobbed. My ass was on fire.

CRAAAAACK!

“Five. . .” I gasped, my breath catching, tears flowing from my eyes.

Over and over. The whip caressed my ass and then set it on fire. I could feel the heat blazing on my ass from the tops of my thighs almost to my waist. I could imagine the angry red welts criss-crossing my skin. Suddenly, I felt a soft hand slide down between my cheeks and rub the cleft.

CRAAAACK!

“Six . . .” I screamed, even as I felt the soft fingers worm their way up into my pussy. I couldn’t deny them entrance, and my brain was suddenly flooded with conflicting signals as another loud whiplash landed on my ass, and a smooth, feminine finger sought to massage my vag from the inside. She found my g-spot and my hips curled and rolled as I sought, unconsciously, to extract more good feelings.

CRAAAAACK!

“Sev . . .uh . . .nnnn” I groaned, as the pain orgasm started in my clit and radiated outwards, my ass and hips turning fiery red. I felt my nipples stiffening.

“oh muh goddd” I moaned as I felt Daddy’s hands tighten on my wrists and pull me tight over the pillow under my hips.

I almost lost count of the strokes as I was whipped, partly because of the pain and terror, and partly because the woman who was finger-fucking me kept wringing orgasms out of me. I was sobbing and crying and trembling, and cumming over and over as she magically kept massaging my pussy and clit and forcing my poor coochie to cum. Drool and spit flew from my lips as I tossed my head from side to side.

I had just sobbed out “Twenty” and wriggled my flaming ass back and forth when, abruptly, the whipping stopped. I felt soft hands suddenly applying a cool lotion to my ass cheeks, rubbing gently. The pain disappeared almost immediately, and I choked back a sob. I felt strong hands pry apart my ass and cool air wafted across it, then a finger slid into my butt hole with that same cool lube on it. The finger went in an inch or two and then swirled around, spreading the marvelous feeling into my ass. I wriggled at the finger, trying to get it deeper. It actually felt good.

The finger withdrew, and a moment later I felt the cockhead at my entrance. I pushed back as best I could, trying to open up. Fingers still stroked my pussy lips and clit, and I groaned as the head of the penis popped through my ring and slowly started stroking in and out of my inflamed ass. It felt good though, oddly, and I lowered my head and gave into the feelings. Inch after inch of the cock burrowed in, my ass opening up like the petals of a flower. Finally I felt the man’s hips at my butt, he was totally buried as far as he could go. I felt so full. Hands continued to spread the soothing lotion on my cheeks.

The man ass-fucking me started his rhythm, poling into me with full strokes, then pulling all the way out, and repeating over and over. My ass opened up to him, my hips rocking back to meet his thrusts, my guts squelching and sliding around his shaft. I didn’t know who this man was, but he was an expert at fucking asses. I’d never felt the pleasure from it as I did now. I loved Daddy, and I loved it when he fucked my ass, but this guy was absolute perfection. His cock smoothed out the wrinkles in my ass like no other. I moaned in to the pillow and orgasmed, my nipples at attention, my brain getting overloaded with sensory pleasures.

Long minutes went by, and still the man-machine at my ass kept stroking, over and over, all the way in and all the way out. I had another climax, and then a third, and still he seemed completely unmoved by my tiny hips and pelvis rocking and rolling beneath him. I felt his arms on either side of my rib cage, supporting his weight. His thighs rubbed my inner thighs. I babbled and drooled and my eyes rolled up in my head. I felt Daddy gently stroking my hair, his fingertips brushing across my closed eyelids.

Finally after what seemed like an hour, but I know wasn’t, the man fucking my ass sped up and started really reaming me out, pushing in so deep I thought his cock head would come out my mouth. Then he shivered and groaned and cursed under his breath, and let his full weight bear down on me, and I felt his warmth and wetness invade my ass, squirt after squirt coating my inner walls with hot salty sperm. He continued to piston in and out, and the squishing sound reverberated in my ears.

After a few moments of packing my ass solid with his cum, he pulled out, and I didn’t have time to exhale before another cock took his place.

This one slid right in, it was obviously slimmer than my first, but it felt much longer. I felt it straighten out my colon. Another climax shivered through me as he bottomed out, and I just lay there sweating and gasping as the man smoothly thrust in and out of me.

Again, I don’t know where these guys got it, but this guy fucked my ass continuously, as even and steady as a metronome, for what seemed like hours on end. But he too finally dumped a half cup of warm salty DNA into my poop chute, and then the cycle started over. I would get a half-dozen or so lashes with the whip on my ass, until I screamed in pain, and then get fucked twice, sometimes three times. I was cumming continuously, it seemed, the pain causing as many orgasms as the pleasure. My clit and pussy were rubbed and squeezed and pulled and pushed every which way from loose. Every new cock in my ass seemed to take me to a higher and higher plateau of pleasure. I fucked back at them, rolling and shaking my hips as best I could. Through it all, Daddy leaned down, whispering in my ear, kissing me, stroking me, licking the tears from my cheeks as I trembled and shook through another orgasm.

Finally it stopped. I was exhausted. My ass was awash with cum mixed with lube and sweat and god knows what else. It leaked out and dribbled down my crack. Heck, it probably half-filled my pussy.

Daddy helped me turn around and sit up, massaging my sore wrists and ankles where the bindings had chafed me after hours tied to the table. My ass hurt, my pussy was sore from being fondled for so long, and I was covered in sweat. I collapsed in Daddy’s arms, crying, shaking, my tears tracking long runs of moisture down his strong arms. I was emotionally wiped out.

“Wh . . .why . . . oh Daddy, it hurt so much . . . but I came so hard . . .” I sobbed into his chest.

“Shhhh, darling, shussshhhhh. . .” he comforted, stroking my sides and kissing my cheek. “It’s alright. I knew you’d be like that. A little pain makes the pleasure so much stronger. I knew we wouldn’t hurt you bad.”

He held me off and looked me in the eye.

“We brought your mother here just like you, 20 years ago. I believe she still has the record for the most men she took in her butt one time – it was 73.”

I gasped. I looked at him through teary, wet eyes.

“I’ll do it for you, Daddy, I’ll do it if you want. Anytime.” I said solemnly.

He hugged me close. “That's my big girl. I knew you would.” I nodded into his shoulder. We just hugged together like that for a few long moments while I cried softly, and got my breath back. My body kept hitching and waves of hot pain radiated out from my sore ass. But gradually, I calmed down. Then Daddy held my chin up and looked at me.

“I have a surprise for you.” he said with a slight grin on his face. I smiled weakly.

“Daddy, I don’t think my ass can take another dick tonight. I’ve had enough.” I whispered, choking.

“Not that kind of surprise. Turn around” he said, rotating my shoulders.

My heart leapt! It was Spencer, the man with the Perfect Penis! I shrieked and tumbled off the table and ran and jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Oh Spencer , Spencer , I’m so glad to see you!” I gurgled like a schoolgirl. He hugged me and kissed me all over my face. I heard him whisper in my ear.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you too much – with the whipping, I mean - that was me, you know - I was your first” he breathed. I KNEW it! That penis in my butt was toooooo perfect not to have been his. I should have known. And knowing that he was the one who whipped me first, and that my ass made him get hard and fuck me, made it all OK. I didn’t mind. But his being here was a complete surprise to me. I giggled and hugged him again and again, my cummy ass leaking all down his leg.

I dropped down to my feet and held his hand shyly. “I’m so glad you’re here, Spencer! How’s Christine, and your dad, and all?” I quizzed him.

“Everyone’s fine, Chrissy sends her love. She’s living alone again, her roommate went and got married and moved out. Dad is doing well, he found a rich widow who loves to fly and just joined the Mile-High club with him” he grinned at me. “I’ve missed you terribly, Julia, I really have.”

He turned red in a blush, which I thought was so sweet. I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him again and grind my pelvis against him. Suddenly I panicked, my face was still full of cum and girl juice and who knows what.

“Oh gosh, Spencer, did I get any cum on you?” I gasped, embarrassed beyond belief. I hastily reached up to scrub his face clean of any sperms, but he grabbed my wrist and laughed.

“Don’t be silly, babe, don’t be silly.You never looked better.” And he picked me up and whirled me around in a circle.

“Spencer, take me up to bed, please?” I pleaded with him. He looked at Daddy, and Daddy smiled and nodded, and Spencer picked me up like I was a feather and carried me upstairs. He found an unused bedroom and laid me down on the cool sheets after pulling down the comforter.

“Give me a sec to brush my teeth, I’ll be right with you. . .” he whispered. I nodded, my eyes gleaming.

Dumb me. I was so fucked out that I fell asleep before he got out of the bathroom. He slid into the bed next to me while I snored like a cow. (at least, that’s what he told me the next morning. I think he was just joking, though. I don’t snore. Do I? . . .LOL)

I did wake up in the middle of the night, but I couldn’t help it. I woke out of a haze to feel Spencer gently and slowly, but very deeply, fucking my needy pussy in the middle of the night. I moaned and put my arms around him and wrapped my legs around his and rocked my hips up into him, climaxing as his Perfect Penis pounded my young pussy over and over. He covered my face with kisses and we joined at the crotch, my walls gripping him. I could feel every inch of his Perfect Penis sliding into me, pushing my folds apart, rubbing my gee spot with the crown of his Penis. I climaxed silently, clutching him to me, my eyes leaking tears even as his Penis jerked and shook and spat five strong jets of his Perfect Penis sperms directly into me. My eyes were closed, but I could see them, see the strong white splurts of salty semen come shooting out of the tiny perfect opening at the end of the Perfect Penis, splashing hotly against the wet pink folds of my pussy, jetting up against the impossibly tight ring of my cervix, which gulped and sucked at the perfect liquid. I was crying with happiness, my tongue seeking his, sucking every part of him into me. My pussy continued to grip at him, milking him of every drop, draining his Perfect Balls through his Perfect Penis into my welcoming pussy. Sadly, after a minute, I felt him go soft and start to slide out of me.

“Noooo, noooo….” I whimpered, my body clutching at his softening Perfection, but unable to defeat nature. I slid down his torso under the covers, my mouth seeking his wet and goopy organ, which I found and sucked into my mouth fiercely. I tongued his organ, cleaning it of our juices, able now that it had shrunk somewhat to fit nearly the entire Perfect Penis into my mouth. I sucked strongly at it. But he was empty for the moment. But I wasn’t about to let him go. I put my arms around his hips and clung to him, showing him that I wouldn’t leave. I grunted.

“unh unhhhhh.” No. Not letting go.

I sucked, child-like, nursing on his Perfect Penis like a baby on the tit. There was no milk, for now, not for me no matter how hard I sucked. I felt his body relax, his breathing slow as he let my soft lips caress his Perfection. I cradled his strong, virile eggs in my hand, slowly rolling them, feeling them recharge with countless millions more sperms for me.

We woke hours later, dawn not even close to shining through the windows. I felt him stir and he tried to pull away from me.

“..sweetie . . . please . . . I have to go . . .” he whispered.

“Unh unhhhh!” I tried to convey my needs to him without letting go of my prize. He had to let me.

“ . . . please . . “ he begged.

“MMMMPH!” I responded, biting down softly on the Perfect Penis. I think it finally dawned on him that I wasn’t letting him out of my mouth. I sucked strongly, the shaft firming slightly as it slid down the length of my tongue and pointed at the top of my throat. I squeezed his thighs.

I felt him relax. Then it began.

Hot. So hot. Very hot. Strong tasting, almost too much for me. Acrid but I didn’t care. I wanted it all. I gulped, feeling the boiling hot liquid slide into my tummy. I pulled the end of the Perfect Penis farther into my mouth, not willing to let one single drop escape. I gulped again as he tightened to lessen his flow for a moment, clearing my mouth, and then he relaxed again and my mouth filled and he clenched, and I swallowed again, and he relaxed and I filled my mouth once again, my hand darting down to pinch at my clitty. I quivered in joy and happiness as I drank him, the lovely hard Perfect Penis in my mouth squirting gallons and gallons of his nectar, so it seemed.

Even the Perfect Penis has a limit, though. But I wasn’t done, and I wasn’t about to let him go. I slithered around, forcing him onto his back, kneeling between his thighs, my lips and mouth demanding, as I moved my tiny head back and forth on his length, gratified to feel it stiffening and l lengthening due to my efforts.

Within moments, Spencer’s Perfect Penis was rock hard, quivering under my tongue’s relentless attack, as I impaled my face on him, down to the root, and then back up, sucking, drawing his life into the shaft, swallowing my spit and then sucking back down, nuzzling into his belly with my lips touching his skin, forcing my throat to open and accept this Perfect invader once again. I felt his hands lightly grip my head, not demanding but loving, giving just the barest amount of guidance as I pistoned back and forth, my cocksucking skills paying off for me. It took only moments, but I felt him start to vibrate and his Perfect shaft stiffened even more and I felt it shake and then he moaned my name and I climaxed then, even without touching myself, as my lover groaned in joy and pleasure while I loved his Perfection with my lips, and then the spurts, one, two, three, four, five, six, I felt his Penis jerk and shudder and spit his hot, salty love into my mouth, and I swallowed it joyfully, his hips rising up off the bed to meet my mouth, I pulled back, to taste and savor the juices he was offering up, letting my mouth fill and my tongue spread the hot saltiness around the inside of my mouth. I moaned as he filled me, and then I swallowed gratefully, again, to clear my mouth finally. I sighed as he finished and let my head rest on his hip, worming around to curl up next to him and hold him tight in my arms as we both slept again. My last thoughts were that in the past hours, I’d taken the semen of my lover in every possible opening. A girl couldn’t possibly be happier than I was.

Spencer and I spent much of the next day together, Daddy let him take me in his car, and we went into the city. I begged him to take me to some clothing stores, as I was quickly outgrowing the stuff Daddy and I had bought even last summer and fall. My boobs were a full B cup by now, and some of my bras were even getting tight on me. I bought about a dozen cute small mini skirts, and a few mini dresses with scoop necks and lots of cleavage showing, because Spencer said he likes that. I needed shoes too (what girl doesn’t ALWAYS need shoes?...lol) and we found some really sexy and sharp one with nice heels that made my butt look really good. I found some nice short-shorts too that I had to squeeze into, but Spencer kept looking at my butt when I tried them on for him, so I HAD to have them! I got some nice lingerie too, some garter belts to replace a couple of the ones that Daddy had bought me last year, they were getting kind of worn from being worn so often, since we had to wash them sometimes three times a week because they were always full of cum! Same with stockings – I’d go through two pair or so a week sometimes, wearing out the knees, or getting runners in them because I was getting fucked so roughly. I didn’t mind though, I loved dressing up in those sexy clothes sooooo much.

Spencer took me to lunch, and I had a huge cheeseburger and a chocolate milkshake and then a piece of chocolate cake for dessert. Spencer watched me eat and laughed as I stuffed my face.

“Stop! Don’t laugh, Spencer – I’m hungry!” I whined.

“I think you’re cute, sweetie – please don’t get angry.” He answered, rubbing my hands and smiling. His eyes twinkled so cutely, I just melted when he looked at me like that. I finished my lunch and we walked hand in hand down the sidewalks, me a little girl in a miniskirt and thigh-highs and heels, and Spencer , my cute man, in dark trousers and a white shirt. He’s so handsome, and I felt so proud and sexy and happy walking down the street with him. Everybody looked at us, I suppose it did look a little suspicious, but I didn’t care one bit.

We spent most of the day in the city, and Spencer asked me if I’d like to see his apartment – I said “Are you kidding! Of course I do! I’d love to see your house!” and jumped up and down, so happy that he wanted me to see his place. We took a cab, it was all the way on the other side of town, and his building was this huge big old stone place, with a doorman out front and everything. The doorman was wearing a fancy uniform with a hat and everything. Spencer introduced me to him, and he bowed to me and said, “I’m very glad to meet you, miss, young Spencer here is one of my favorite owners. You be sure to mind him and treat him well, you hear?” and I nodded solemnly and said, “I sure will, sir, I will take VERY good care of him!” and I winked at him and leaned over a little bit so he could see down my blouse and see my nipple rings. I hadn’t put my bra on after the last bit of shopping, I just had a light top with some buttons undone and my boobs bouncing around underneath, it always felt so good and free to not have to wear a bra under clothes. I let the doorman peek at me until I was sure he got an eyeful. I’m so bad. . . .

Spencer and I took the elevator up to his apartment, it was all the way up on the 43rd floor or so. Down the hallway and around the corner and he let me in. His place was HUGE! There were big windows on one wall and could see all over the city, and across the river to the other side. He had a nice living room with a big TV and a sofa and some chairs, and a little kitchen off to one side where there was a big island bar almost like what Daddy and I had back at home. I excused myself to use his bathroom, ‘cause I was curious to see what it looked like.

I peed, and checked myself out in the mirror. Not too bad. I fixed my hair a little bit, then decided to put it in a ponytail, so I got a scrunchie and tied it up tight, and then I wadded up my panties and stuffed them in my little purse. I was planning on seducing Spencer no matter what.

Twenty minutes later, we were laying on top of his blanket, sweaty and naked. I had a nice load of his sperm slowly leaking out of me, and I lay there on my tummy with one arm draped over Spencer’s chest, which thankfully wasn’t too hairy (ugh!). I idly played with his Perfection, turning it this way and that, standing it up then letting it fall. It was still semi hard.

We kissed for about five minutes, our tongues fencing around, while I slowly jacked on his super stiff Perfect Penis. Then Spencer jumped out of the bed and took my hand, and led me into the bathroom, my heart was racing.

He picked me up and sat me on the edge of his big vanity sink, my legs hanging over the edge. He put his hands on my knees and pushed me open, and then sank his face down into my crotch.

“No! No, Spencer , I’m all . . .gooey!” I tried to protest and push his head away, but he wouldn’t let me, and before I could react, his tongue swiped all the way up from my butt to my clit and I shrieked and shuddered. His tongue started beating up on my poor little pussy, swiping from left to right and then from right to left and then up and down and all around. He nibbled on my clitty and sucked in each pussy lip, tugging it and swabbing it roughly with his tongue. His tongue travelled up inside of me and I shuddered through a good orgasm, my hands gripping the edge of the vanity so I wouldn’t slide off. Then he grabbed my clitty with his lips and started sucking on it and beating it back and forth with his tongue, and I had another climax, crying out my pleasure.

I had to push his head away after the fourth cum. I was a quivering, quavering, sweaty mass of jello and could barely even sit up straight on the vanity. I slithered down to nearly fall at his feet, trying desperately to catch my breath. I clutched at his ankles.

“Oh god Spencer, you make me feel so good. Even Daddy . . . “ and I couldn’t finish the sentence. My breath caught in my throat. I looked up at Spencer , his strong legs spread, firmly gripped by my little hands. Farther up, my eyes took in the Perfect Penis, arching strongly, nearly straight up, dripping a small bead of moisture. His balls hung low below it, carefully suspended in their sack, each one nearly the size of a chicken’s egg. His belly was flat and hairless, like a swimmers. I pulled my self up his legs like they were rungs of a ladder, until I was finally face to face with his Perfection. It trembled in front of me, I could even see it vibrate and tremble to his heartbeat. I just looked at it for long moments.

Every time I looked at it like this, it got more and more Perfect, if that’s even possible. Not a mark or discoloration on it, it was so finely crafted it looked like a huge penis of marble by DaVinci or Michael Angelo or one of those guys. We’d studied them in Western Civ class, so I knew all about them. They both might have been odd looking dudes, but man could they carve a cock. The penis was swaying ever so slightly from front to back as Spencer tensed and then released. I loved watching it move. My tongue poked out and I licked my lips for my next meal. I glanced up at Spencer and he smiled at me and patted my head. I moaned and reached up to put my hand right at the base of it so I could tilt it down enough to get the head of it in my mouth. I looked straight at it as it pointed down at me. The head was so nicely sculpted, his curving helmet a rim of cute pink, the round opening in front leaking another bead of pre-cum, which I soon swiped up and captured with the tip of my tongue. It tasted so sweet and fruity. I turned the Perfect shaft sideways a bit and my eyes inspected the hard column of flesh. It was perfectly cylindrical, the skin almost transparent in spots, blue veins and a throbbing delivery tube underneath. My tiny fingers fit around it, but my thumb didn’t quite touch my index finger. I couldn’t wait any longer, I opened my mouth and popped the head of it in and started swabbing it wetly with my tongue, moaning and making mewling kinds of sounds as I sucked on the Perfect Penis. I started with the head, and pursed my lips around it and sucked, bathing it in my wet saliva, and then I inched forwards a little bit and got more of it my mouth, my tongue still constantly swiping around the shaft. I slowly and reverently jacked the shaft at my lips.

With my free hand, I held his ball sack gently, letting the sperm-filled eggs roll around on my fingertips.

In a few moments, I sank down another inch or so, loving the feeling of his hard, stiff shaft filling my mouth so completely, so well. My tongue was pushed down flat most of the way now, there just wasn’t room in my little mouth for so much cock and my tongue too. But I continued to run my tongue back and forth across the bottom of his perfect Shaft, feeling the veins pulsate with virile power. My cheeks caved in, sucking at it like a mad woman. Spencer had his hands entwined in my hair, holding me steady, twisting me side to side a little bit, guiding me in the act of sucking his Perfection so he’d get the best feeling. I liked that he wanted to do that. And I especially liked it when he moaned softly, saying “oh god Julia . . .thats sooo good” under his breath. Every girl likes to know her efforts are appreciated. :) It made me feel so grown up and sexy that this handsome, smart, sexy, sophisticated 25 year old would enjoy a little girl like me sucking on his Perfect Penis.

I went farther down again, by now I had over half of his Perfect shaft in my mouth, and the leaking head was banging into the back of my mouth and knocking my tonsils around like punching bags. I didn’t mind. My whole body was just like, nothing but a big suck machine. My one hand was jerking back and forth, sliding the smooth skin of his Perfect shaft over top of the hard center, the other hand rolling his Perfect eggs around, hopefully generating tons and tons of lovely tasty delicious sperms for me to swallow. My mouth was sucking like mad on him, trying to draw every ounce of semen up out of his balls for me. I mmmmmph’ed and glummmph’ed and “gurrkkk’ed and made all sorts of slurpy schlucking sounds, drool leaking from my bottom lip and dripping onto my belly.

I could feel Spencer tensing up. I intensified my efforts, I wanted him to have the best orgasm possible in my mouth and make him completely forget any other girl he ever had suck on his Perfect Penis. I forced my head even farther down, anxious and desperate to get his Perfection all the way in my mouth and down my throat completely. My poor skinny neck bulged out, and my eyes watered, and I could barely breathe, but I finally got every inch of my gorgeous Spencer’s most Perfect Penis down my throat. I must have looked like one of those snakes you see in National Geographic that just swallowed a pig or something.

Spencer finally grunted and groaned, and I felt his Perfect Penis swell up just a little bit and then I felt a pulse go up the big vein on the bottom, and a huge bolt of hot semen blew out of the head of his Penis and shot straight down into my stomach. I almost choked on it, but you’re not dealing with just any little girl here, ya know. I’ve gulped down enough cum to know how to handle those surprises. The Penis shook again, and a second jet flew out, coating my throat in salty, warm goodness. I wanted to taste him though, I couldn’t waste all of his creamy treat straight down my throat, so I pulled back until just the very tip was laying on my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth really wide and tilted my head back so he could see as I pumped my fist and wriggled my tongue under his helmet. I felt Spencer’s balls jump and contract on my fingertips, and then burst out another hot jet, it flew out of the Perfect Pee-hole and skidded wetly across my tongue, laying a wide white stripe between my teeth, sitting on my tongue like the 50-yard line. It was joined just seconds later by another load, and then the third big shot ricocheted of the roof of my mouth and scattered into a dozen wet trails, coating my teeth and the insides of my cheeks.

Spencer moaned again, mumbling my name, his knees buckled, and I had to grip him tightly to make sure he didn’t fall over. He went up on his tip toes and I felt his Perfection pulse again, spewing yet another sperm-rich jet of semen into my hungry mouth. I closed off the back of my mouth to hold it all without swallowing, and milked the last small globs out of him with my eyes locked onto his. I wonder how he felt, watching this small, young girl, nude, on her knees in front of him, his huge helmeted Penis resting on her lip, dribbling the last of his gargantuan load into her tiny mouth. When he sighed and relaxed and tried to pull back, I held his Perfect Penis out of the way and opened even wider, showing him the creamy white results of my efforts, pooling in my mouth like a white lake. I rolled my tongue around in the mass of creamy fluid, tasting the fruity, tart, salty brine. I entertained his fantasies for several moments, and then closed my lips around my treasure and gulped it down, and then needed to swallow a second time to get it all down into my belly. I was so happy. Spencer beamed down at me, and then stooped over to lift me up under my armpits, and lifted me right off the ground and hugged me to him. I buried my face in his shoulder and whispered, “I love you Spencer , I really do, I’ll do anything for you, anything at all, please let me be your . . .your girlfriend . .?” I whispered hoarsely, my throat still clogged with his semen. “Puh-leeeeze?” and I hugged him and kissed every part of his body I could reach, wrapping my slim legs around his waist and hooking my ankles behind him. He hugged me even tighter and looked down at me.

“But sweetie, I’m a dozen years older than you are? What would you want with an old goof like me?” he said.

“I don’t care!” I said crossly, “I don’t care if you’re a hundred years older than me.” I sobbed and hugged him tighter. “Puh-leeeeeeez, Spencer , I’ll suck your cock all the time and drink your orgasms and do anything else, anything else you want. . .” I begged at him and then he smiled down at me and grinned and whispered, ‘I love you too, sweetie, I do. You’re the sexiest and prettiest and most amazing little girl I’ve ever met. But – “ and he paused.

“But what?” I said, a little scared. What if he already had a girlfriend? I died a little inside.

“But we’d have to be really, really careful you know. No one can know about us, that we’re, you know, screwing and all. I could get in a lot of trouble, real trouble. I’m serious. “ he said, putting me down and holding me out at arms length so I could see he was really serious.

I swallowed hard. “I know, Spencer , I know. I’m not dumb. I know all about that stuff – it’s stupid, but I know all about it. Daddy told me long ago, and I’ve never ever said anything to anybody. I mean, except you and Christine know, and Mister Alex, and Mr B at school and . . . and . . .- “ and I stopped because I realized that a lot of people DID know, but they were all people I could trust, I hoped. Because they were all people I'd fucked.

“Yes. But even so, we have to be really careful. Behind closed doors, it’s different, but if we’re out in public, you have to behave. You can’t just unzip me and start giving me a blow job in the middle of – “ and I smacked him on the chest because he was almost laughing and teasing me now.

“Oh stop it you big meany!” I laughed.

But then Spencer got serious again and knelt down to look right in my eyes. He was so gorgeous.

“If you’re going to be my girlfriend, you’ll need to do any thing I ask, OK?” he said gravely.

I nodded. “Sure, Spencer, I know. Anything.”

“You don’t really know me that good. There might be things I want you to do that you might not have ever done before, you know.”

“That’s OK. I don’t care. I’ll do anything.”

“You know I can be . . . stern.” He said. He meant the whipping.

“I know. I don’t mind. You can paddle me anytime, or tie me up or anything, ‘cause I know you won’t really hurt me. Only one thing – “ I said hesitantly.

“What’s that?”

“No needles. I don’t like needles.”

“That’s ok. Neither do I” he said, smiling.

I thought to myself, “oh wow, here I am naked, talking to my boyfriend!” and I was so thrilled. I hadn’t ever really thought of my Daddy as my boyfriend, he was my Daddy, it was different. I still loved him, of course, and would do anything for him and with him, but now I also had a boyfriend, and I knew Daddy would like him, after all, he was the only other penis that Daddy had allowed me to have in my vag, and that was so nice.

I felt so warm all over, I’d never really felt like that before. It made me feel so nice that someone as sexy and smart and gorgeous as Spencer would want little me as his girlfriend. I vowed to myself to always be whatever he wanted me to be and do whatever he wanted me to do and never ever ever do anything to make him mad at me or anything.

I sank to my knees in front of him. His Perfect Penis was drooping, of course, I’d completely drained him. But it was still beautiful, even shiny and dripping a little bit with my spit and all. I gathered it up in my mouth and put my hands on my knees and looked up at him with my puppy-dog eyes, and nodded slightly. He put one hand on my head, and whispered, “I love you, Julia.” And I started swallowing.

Chapter 23 - Summer Comes, and So Do I

Knowing that I was Spencer’s girlfriend made me dizzy at times. Because of his job, I couldn’t see him every day, or even every weekend but when he was home, he’d call me ahead of time and Daddy would drive me to his apartment, and Harley, the nice doorman there, would take me up to Spencer’s apartment and I’d wait for him to come home, and we’d make love all night long. I spent hours worshipping Spencer’s Penis and taking him in every opening I had. Spencer even let me take close-up pictures of his beautiful penis with my phone, but I had to promise never ever to show them to anybody and to put them in a password protected folder so they wouldn’t ever get around. I promised. I took pictures from every possible angle of his Perfection, from the left, and right, and above, and below, and from straight on. That one is probably my favorite, because it shows his beautiful flared head and the tight pink ring of flesh around the corona, and his nice round opening at the very tip where all that marvelous semen comes flying out. I asked him to please stroke himself and maybe even have an orgasm, and I would try to take a picture just as it opened up and spat out his first huge jet of semen, and he could try to make it hit me in the face. I had to hold my phone with both hands and try to keep it steady. I sucked on Spencer’s penis for about ten or fifteen minutes to get him really really charged up, and then when it seemed he was ready to have his orgasm, I let him pull out of my mouth and he stroked his Penis and I grabbed my phone and he pointed it at me and I pointed my phone at him.

Oh god, it was so cool. Spencer grunted a little bit and moaned, and whispered, “here it comes, watch out –“ and I snapped pics as fast as I could and then I saw it, I saw it closeup, it was soooooo cool. The little opening opened and I watched, fascinated. First, a little drop of clear moisture oozed out of the hole and dripped down, and then a little tiny splurt of white sperm, and then a huge white jet shot out straight at me. I flinched just a tiny bit as it sailed directly over my hands holding the phone about a foot from the Perfect Penis, and hit me right on the nose! The hot stream split into a bunch of big drops and splattered all over the rest of my face, I had a drop up on one eyebrow and another hit me on my cheek right under my left eye. I was still clicking my phone as fast as I could as I watched another hot missile come flying out of the opening and land right on my other cheekbone, it splattered up and smacked into my eye, and I had to blink and wink at the blob as it blinded me.

Spencer was holding his Perfect Penis as still as he could as he shuddered through his orgasm, so the end of it didn’t move around too much while I took pictures. My face was getting soaked, and with only one good eye I kind of lost track of what was happening for a while. Finally, when I figured that I’d had enough opportunity to get good pictures of his Perfection in mid-cum, I dropped my hands down and leaned forward to get my mouth around him and suck out the rest.

A few minutes later, we looked at the shots. I took so many, we just deleted the ones that didn’t show sperm flying out of him. But I still got some really cool shots of sperm busting right out of him and flying at the camera.

My birthday was Memorial Day weekend, and Daddy and Spencer had a real special party for me, it was just them and Mr Alex and me. We had a nice barbecue in the back yard, and then we all went into the living room and I got to unwrap my presents. Daddy gave me some beautiful bracelets and earrings with diamonds and Spencer gave me a beautiful necklace with emeralds and rubies it was sooooo pretty, I almost cried. Mr Alex gave me a gift certificate to a place he called a ‘day spa’ where I could go and get pampered and massaged and sit in a tub of mud and all sorts of fancy stuff, I gave him a big hug and thanked him for it, it sounded really nice. He said I should take a whole day and have as much fun as I wanted there.

I told them I wanted to have sex with all of them and give them all good orgasms to thank them for being so nice to me and giving me such beautiful gifts. I put some sexy dance music on my phone and started swaying my hips. I had on a short micro-skirt over thigh high stockings, and a fancy white blouse that tied under my boobs, and no bra on, so I got up and danced around like a strip-tease girl, teasing them and doing all the moves I’d seen in so many porn movies, like wagging my butt in their faces and all. It was fun pretending I was a stripper and had all these grownup men in the palm of my hand. I untied the blouse and opened it up, giving each of the guys a flash of my naked boobs. They were cheering and clapping and having a great time watching me. We were having so much fun, I was trying to be serious and not laugh but it was hard. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled up to them, Daddy and Spencer were sitting on the sofa, and Mr Alex was right next to them in a big chair. I went to Mr Alex first, and put my hands on his knees and pushed them apart and then nuzzled my face into his crotch, I could feel his penis getting hard. I played with him for a moment, and then went to Daddy, and did the same thing. His penis was super hard, it felt like an iron bar under his pants.

“Ooohhh, does Daddy have another present for his little girly?” I said in a high voice, “It sure feels like it in there!” and he laughed and patted my head. I sucked on his fingers, looking him right in the eye and making like I was a real sexy stripper.

When I moved over to Spencer , he’d already taken his Perfect Penis out of his pants! I said “Gooody!” and dove right on it, licking up and down the shaft and getting it wet. I wanted to tease them some more, though, so even though I could hardly bear it, I only played with Spencer for a minute and then stood back up and danced around the living room.

I took off my blouse and tossed it over the couch, and then shimmied around in my mini skirt for a few minutes, and then I slowly moved it down off my hips until they could see my thong underneath, and then I kicked it off and it landed right on Mr Alex’s head! I almost busted out laughing then but stopped myself by turning around and wriggling my almost-bare butt at them. I really wanted to tease them with my thong, so I kept pulling the front of it down until you could almost see my coochie, and then hiding it again, and then pulling it down again. They kept on cheering and yelling, “Take it off! Take it off!” and Daddy even threw a dollar bill at me! I giggled at that, and picked it up and stuffed it down the top of the stocking on my leg. Finally, I wriggled my thong down, and threw it to Spencer , and he made a big scene of sniffing it and then stuffing it in his pants pocket, the perv. I made sure to show each of the guys my nice, smooth, freshly shaved cookie, bending back and opening my legs so they could see it perfectly. I was getting pretty proud of my pussy lips, they were growing out nicely, and I didn’t have just a little girl slit anymore. So now I was down to my heels and stockings, and I went up to each of them in turn, Mr Alex, and Daddy, and then Spencer , and kissed them real deep and rubbed their chests and then their crotches, to make sure they were getting really impatient to have sex with me.

I made Spencer lean back and I straddled him, my legs to either side, and held onto his Perfect Penis as I sank my pussy down onto it. Ohhhh it felt sooo good. I put my hands on his shoulders and started thrusting my hips back and forth, worming his big shaft farther and farther up into me. When I had him all the way in until he was banging on my little womb opening, I leaned up onto his chest and motioned for Daddy to come and take me in the rear. I’d cleaned out really well earlier, and pushed a big wad of lube up into me, so I knew Daddy would not have any problem putting his penis up my butt, so long as he took his time. I felt him back there, moving the end of his penis around on my butthole, and then he very gently pushed the first inch or so into me, and it popped past my tight ring and squished into the lube right inside the opening. He pulled back when I groaned, but I whispered, “It’s ok Daddy, do it, please, just go slow so I can get used to you - “ and so he held my hips tenderly and very slowly pushed himself back in to me. I felt an inch and then more, and then a little more slid in and I groaned, I felt so full. Spencer was not moving at all in my pussy, he was waiting for Daddy to get all the way in. It hurt, but it was a good hurt, because the three favorite men in my life were all getting pleasure from me – well, the third would be – I motioned for Mr Alex to come around and give me his cock to suck. He leaned down and kissed me and whispered, ‘Happy Birthday, sweetie’, and offered his nice hard penis to me. I opened up and gulped it in.

I knew there was a word for what I was now – waterproof. I had beautiful penises in all my love holes. Daddy was slowly stroking in and out, and Spencer had started back up too, and they got a nice rhythm going – one was incoming while one was outgoing. I felt so full, so stuffed. It was a weird feeling at first, the two cocks sliding in and out of me so close together, my poor pussy lost its mind with the pleasure and my butthole was insane. I could feel Spencer’s Perfect Penis knocking into my cervix every time he pushed all the way in, and the dull ache of that pain seemed to intensify the feeling in my butt from Daddy. The repetition felt so good in me, my whole body started shaking. I was sucking Mr Alex as well as I could but I have to say it was difficult – my body was enjoying the two cocks down in me below that I could barely concentrate on poor Mr Alex. I let him hold my head and stroke in and out of my mouth about four or five inches at a time, I didn’t even try to deep throat him because I knew I’d probably lose it if I did.

Spencer was lightly stroking my clitty too, and of course, before you know it, I popped off with a really nice orgasm, my whole pussy and butt shaking, I had to let Mr Alex out of my mouth for a minute while I shuddered in pleasure, I didn’t want to risk biting him or anything bad! When I calmed down a bit, I opened wide and he slid back in and I started sucking really hard on him, rubbing his shaft and playing with his balls to make sure he cooked up a good batch of sperms for me. Daddy was leaning over me, stroking in and out smoothly, nibbling on my earlobe which he knows gets me off super fast too, and Spencer was playing with my boobs and pulling on my rings, my nipps were standing straight out, stiff as could be, and I felt the electric shocks travel from them to my clitty and then back up again. Daddy rubbed the top of my butthole with his thumb, while his penis was sliding in and out with a wet sound, and that felt really good too. He’s turned me into a freaking sex mad little girl, my Daddy has. And I love him for it!

For long moments, all you could hear in the room was the liquid squelching of penises sliding wetly in and out of my body, and the low grunts and moans of my men, and my high squeaky voice going ‘unh-UNH-unh-UNH’ in time with the thrusts of cock into my pussy and ass. My slurping on Mr Alex’s penis was loud in my ears. I looked up at him and he was smiling at me, brushing the hair out of my face so he could watch his nice pink penis moving in and out between my lips. I loved the feel of it sliding across the roof of my mouth, his penis head was just exactly the right size to slide between my teeth without me having to worry about biting him. I ‘glurk-glurk-glurk’ed in time with his cock, swallowing some spit and slippery pre-cum.

I had another body-shaking orgasm when Spencer pinched at my clitty and nipple at the same time, shrieking out in joy as the pleasure exploded in my brain and my toes curled on the rug beneath my feet. Daddy was starting to speed up his thrusts into my lubed up asshole, and I knew he wouldn’t be lasting too much longer. Then Spencer moaned “oh baby, you’re going to make me blast off, I can’t hold it much longer . . .” and I groaned, “my face, on my face, I want you all to come on my face, I want to see it . . .” Suddenly Daddy pulled out of me, and I jumped up off of Spencer , and spun to kneel down between them in front of the sofa. Mr Alex came around, and for a few seconds I was treated with the sight of three beautiful (and one PERFECT!) penises being rapidly stroked by my men, their angry red heads pointing right at me, dripping with moisture and precum, I felt it drip wetly on my thighs. I held my head up, smiling, looking at the guys, just waiting for my reward.

I didn’t have to wait long. Mr Alex was first, he fisted his penis smoothly with long strokes, and breathed “ok, sweetie, here it comes, are you ready?” and I nodded, ‘yes’, and he moved in so his penis was about three inches away from the bridge of my nose and then, BLAM BLAM BLAM, he shot out three really quick small spurts that hit me right between the eyes! I squinted shut, mostly out of reflex, and then wiped the blob of cum out of my right eye so I could open it back up. He pulsed out a long streamer that went up over my left eye and across my forehead and then into my hair and then he moved down and aimed at my mouth, and I tasted his rich salty sperm on my tongue. He was nearly finished, I think, when Daddy groaned and said, ‘oh baby, you’re so sexy . . .’ and I turned slightly to look up at his eyes and he shut them and grunted and a huge splurt of cum shot out of his penis right across my cheek and over my nose and then across the other cheek. Mr Alex shot again, hitting my right eye, and I blinked it open, the stinging salty sperm clouding my vision for a moment until I blinked it gone. Daddy shot again, and hit me right between my lips, the sperm sliding into my mouth, mixing with the juice that Mr Alex had just shot in there, I rolled my tongue around in it, spreading it all around. Daddy jerked again at his penis, and he shot a nice long jet that went from my chin all the way up over one cheek, over my eye socket, and into my hair. It was huge, and I heard it slap wetly on to my face. He and Mr Alex were groaning and moaning, and saying how sexy and dirty I was and I loved the attention! But my Spencer hadn’t cum yet! I wanted him ever so much to shoot a gallon of his sperm on me!

I turned to look up at him as Daddy finished shooting on me, tapping his penis on the tip of my nose, spraying a little glob of sperm up onto my forehead. He laughed and said, “My little baby girl is just a cum magnet, isn’t she guys?” and they all agreed. So did I. I wanted to be a cum magnet. I wanted boys and men to like me so much they just HAD to ejaculate their sperms in me or on me. After all, what was wrong with that? Orgasms felt really good to everybody, that’s why nature made them so good. If making other people feel good is bad, there’s something wrong with that, I thought.

I looked up at Spencer , spreading all the cum on my face around with my fingertips, rubbing it into my skin, getting my cheeks and nose and forehead all nice and shiny with the semen from Mr Alex and Daddy. “C’mon Spencer, I want your sperms too, I need you to spray my face with all of your delicious semen, please give it to me, I need it – “ and before I could finish my plea, he groaned and said, “oh you sweet little baby. . .” and I watched fascinated as the hole on the end of his Perfection opened up and a tremendous white missile shot out and hit me right on the lips, splashing into my mouth and spreading all over my face. It dripped down my chin, and a long streamer of it stretched out and strung down about six inches off my jaw. I cried out in happiness and brought the sperm on my lips into my mouth where I could taste it better, and tilted my head.

As I did, Spencer fired off another jet which hit right below my left eye and positively FLOODED my eyeball, so I immediately went cum-blind in that eye. I could still see out of the other one though. I heard and felt Spencer shoot two more big shots that he spread along my forehead and down over the other eyebrow, and then one more that he laid right over the bridge of my nose and down on the other side of my cheek. He really soaked me good! I loved it, feeling his hot, salty goo just completely cover my little face.

I hadn’t even realized it but I was rubbing my clitty and pussy furiously with my right hand and I suddenly cried out in an orgasm as the sperm splashed across my face, I shuddered and clenched my legs as the peak hit me and just kept on rolling through my body, my shoulders where shaking in ecstasy and I started babbling like a nut, saying “I love your cum, I love your cum, I need more, please, give me all of it, I need it all, I love it. . .” until I bent over in my climax and rolled onto my side, bringing my legs up into my chest and shivering. I finally calmed down, with my three men all kneeling next to me and calling me a little cum slut and murmuring words of comfort as I stopped flying around the universe and slowly came down from the high of the huge climax. They helped me stand up and Spencer held me close and wiped the cummy hair out of my face. Daddy handed me a warm towel and I reluctantly wiped my face clean. I could barely even stand up, so Daddy and Spencer helped me stumble upstairs, after Mr Alex said he had to leave and I hugged him good-bye in a daze. Daddy ran a hot tub of water while Spencer helped me peel my soggy nylons off, and I sank into the tub gratefully, as Spencer and Daddy watched me. I just lay there for a couple of minutes, letting the hot water soak into me and wash off the sweat and cum and tears. Good tears. Tears that you cry because you’re having the best orgasms ever are good tears.

The water was getting cold before I finally got up the strength to step dripping and naked out of the tub. Peering in the mirror made a little shiver go up and down my spine. I had dried cum all over my face, little white crinkly trails of it covered both cheeks and went all the way down over my jaw. A few drips of it had dried on my chin like tiny ice cycles, and my neck even had three white lines. A mustache of dried cum covered my upper lip, and it gathered at the corners of my mouth on both side. My nose had a ribbon of dried white bisecting it from side to side. My right eye was still a little sore from the huge hit it had taken, my brow and lash sticky and gunky. A big stripe went across my forehead, and even travelled up into my hair in a couple of places. I pinched one big blob between my fingers, and licked the salty dew off them. I was fascinated by my cum-covered face. Don’t know why. But I was – Daddy and Mr Alex and Spencer had plastered me good, and I came while they were doing it. I wasn’t disgusted or embarrassed or anything – I loved the fact that I made them so hot they had to shoot off. I touched my cheeks absent-mindedly, wanting to remember this look as long as I could.

Three days later I found out Mr. Alex had taken lots of close-up pictures while I was still groggy. Those are some of the best in my private little album.

I finally dried off and padded naked downstairs where Daddy and Spencer had cleaned up a bit and were watching TV. I sat down between them. “You guys are just so . . so special,” I said to them, “I love you both so very much.” I leaned to give each of them a big kiss and a hug. I sat there between them, my hands protectively and possessively cradling their nice penises, put my head on Spencer’s shoulder, and promptly fell asleep, with some dried cum still in my hair and eyelashes!

It sure it a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!

Chapter 24 - School Daze

On the last day of school, I gathered up all the boys from class, including Tommy and Raj and Roy and Billie and about a dozen of their friends, including a bunch of guys from the eighth grade who would be going on to high school, and invited them all to our ‘spot’ in the woods so I could suck them one last time before summer vacation. Of course, I knew I’d be able to suck Tommy and Ray and some of our other neighbors and boys who lived near me, ‘cause I’d see them around, but there were other boys who I know would be leaving on vacation with their parents or be tied up with sports or little league or whatever, and I wanted to give them a final goodbye with my mouth and give them nice orgasms to remember me by.

I wore a flouncy little plaid skirt with pleats that was really really short, and a blouse that I could unbutton nearly all the way down to my belly button. I was getting proud of my growing boobs, and I wanted the guys to see them and see how grown up I was getting. I had some thigh highs that I put on when we got there, since my skirt was too short for me to wear them at school without the tops showing, and Daddy said that I might get in trouble for that, I don’t know why, but he said I shouldn’t do it. So I didn’t, I just stuffed them in my pocketbook and took them out to put them on in the girl’s room when we were let out. I ran out the back door before anyone could stop me, and headed for the woods.

I got to our spot, and started prepping. Tommy said he’d come along with the rest of the guys in about 10 minutes, giving me time to get ready. I took the big blanket I had in my backpack and set it out, and then pulled out the cooler I’d put here last night with a whole bunch of ice and some water and juice bottles in it, I was glad to see that most of it was still cold. I dabbed a little tiny bit of perfume between my boobs, and then sat on one of the little wooden stools that we’d collected over the months, waiting for the guys to show up.

A couple of minutes later, I heard the crashing and noise of the guys, they sounded like a herd of elephants coming through the woods. Tommy came through first.

“Hey Julia, here we are. I . . um . . we got . . . ah, a few more guys . . they all wanted to . . you know . . . be here with you . . “ he stuttered. I looked past him and I gasped. There must have been thirty boys lined up behind Tommy, all peering excitedly or curiously into the little clearing we’d been using these past months.

“Holy shit! Oh my god, Tommy, look at them all! . . . I don’t know . . .” my voice trailed off. I wasn’t scared or anything, I just wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle that many boys.

“Please, Jules, we promised them, there are even guys here from over to the high school, ‘cause Richie knows a bunch of tenth graders and – ‘ and he stopped and kicked at the ground like a doofus.

“Ok Tommy, Ok, I’ll do it, but ya gotta make sure they don’t say nothin’, right? If I get in trouble over this, I’ll kick your butt!” I laughed. “And NO PHONES!” I added, knowing that if just one of these horny boys took my picture with his dick in my mouth I’d be sunk. I needed a plan.

Thinking for a minute, I looked over the crowd of boys standing around nervously. I recognized most of the eighth graders, but there were ninth and tenth graders there who I didn’t know. I picked out the biggest, tallest one among them, and waved him over to me with a hand.

“You – yeah, big guy. C’mere for a second, will ya?” I asked as he pointed back at himself with that “What? Me?” look.

He shuffled over. He was a black boy, probably almost six feet tall, and looked strong.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“Desmond.”

“Well, Desmond, I need your help. I di’nt expect all you guys and I don’t want it to get crazy. I need you to stand here next to me and if I give you a signal, I need you to smack the guy, and make sure he doesn’t get out of line. No phones, either, I don’t want the guys taking selfies with my mouth wrapped around their dicks, right?”

He nodded.

“You do this for me, and when it’s all over, I’ll do something special for you, ok? I promise.” And I winked and smiled at him. “And keep count too, will ya please?”

“Sure, babe. I’ll make sure none of these jokers misbehaves.” he intoned. He stood there next to me, all serious like, with his arms folded in front of his chest like he was The Rock or somebody. I smiled to myself. Guys are so easy.

I looked back at the rest of the guys. “Anyone who gets out of line is going to get taken care of by my friend Desmond here. Understand?”

A bunch of “yeah’s” and “ok’s” and nodding all around. It seemed that Desmond commanded some respect.

“Ok. We don’t have all day here, so you guys better start getting yourselves ready by yourself, if you know what I mean. I can’t spend twenty minutes on each of you. When you’re ready, step up and I’ll take over. When you’re done, make room for the next guy, ok?”

I shrugged off my blouse, pleased at the murmur of excitement that I heard rumbling through the crowd. As I looked around, I was secretly thrilled to see so many pink and brown and black penises being extracted from shorts and pants. Guys started fisting themselves, some looking furtively at their neighbors, comparing sizes and shapes. Just like us girls check out other girls boobs and stuff, I guess boys and men do that too.

I motioned to the nearest boy, he was an eighth grader named Sam something, I think. He stepped up and offered me his penis, and I started sucking away on it. Like all horny boys his age, he popped in about thirty seconds it seemed, a hot salty spray that coated the inside of my mouth from top to bottom and got swallowed down into my tummy straight away. I sucked him clean, and looked up at him with a smile.

“Thank you, sweetie, that was nice.” I said as I tucked him away. “Next!”

I was in heaven. Every time I took a breath there was another cute penis waiting for me. In about twenty minutes, I did fourteen guys. Some of the sperm was pretty salty and hot, some of it was almost sweet, and some didn’t really have any taste at all, just wet and hot. Two of the boys couldn’t control themselves and managed to pop all over my face as they stepped up, but I just laughed and used my fingers to spoon the cum into my mouth. There were a couple that I really sucked hard on, trying to deep throat them if I could.

Load after load slid down my throat into my stomach. I took sips of water every couple of guys, helping to clear my mouth. My lips were glossed with a sheen of semen, I could smell it on my breath. Drops fell to my thighs or skirt, I knew I’d have to soak it when I got home or it would turn all crusty and dried out.

I loved doing the older boys, actually. I mean, Tommy and Roy and Raj are nice and all, and I’ve known them forever, but it was nice to have a bigger, almost fully grown penis in my mouth, and not the little four or five inch ones that the younger boys have. One guy had a penis that was at least as big as Daddy’s, and yet he was just a skinny, scrawny boy. I gave him a good suck, and he popped his nut while his penis was all the way down my throat, so I never even got to taste him. But I felt his shaft pulsate about six or seven times while my nose was in his belly, so I know I got a nice load from him!

As it usually does when I’m in my suck zone, I just drifted away from my body and didn’t think of anything except cocks and cum. My mouth opened automatically whenever one appeared in front of me, adapting to the size and length and exploring the different kinds of penis coming at me. Some of them were not circumsized and I’m not sure whether I like that sort or not. Part of me likes the bare head out there, a nice ridge of skin for my lips to lock around and no extra stuff in the way. And I did notice that the uncircumsized guys had a different taste, kinda funky and odd most of the times.

But it all came out in the end, as they say – or I should say, it all came out in my mouth. Cock after cock, spritzing and shooting and squirting. Some of them just drooled out their balls’ worth onto my tongue in big globs, others shot out forceful streams of semen that banged into my throat. I found there was no way to predict how a guy would shoot.

I almost always showed the guys their cum on my tongue after they had their orgasm, then I’d make a big show of swallowing it down and showing them my clean tongue. A couple of them were extra-nice to me, actually bending down to kiss me on the nose or the top of my head, but I noticed that none of them wanted to kiss me on the lips. Guys are strange that way. But I didn’t mind.

The line went on and on. Pink, brown, dark black, I didn’t care what color they were or how big they were. All I wanted was for them to go in my mouth, spritz out their semen, and let me swallow it. One guy started to get a little rough, he grabbed my ears and started fucking right at my face, but I grunted and waved my hand at him and Desmond grabbed him right around the neck.

“Listen, buddy, don’t be doin’ that to the little lady, alright?” he growled at the boy, and he instantly let go of my ears and backed away, and I saw his penis drooping. Des had a couple of other times when he had to swat a phone out of a boy’s hand who just didn’t get the memo. But nothing major.

It seemed like I’d been sucking cocks for days, when I motioned for a break. I took a big huge swig of water and washed it around in my mouth. It wasn’t that I was getting sick or anything, but some of those guys must have been eating garlic and chili peppers and other gross stuff, because their semen really had an aftertaste that made me burp. I turned to Desmond.

“How many’s that so far, Des?”

“33, not countin’ that guy I had to chase off.”

“Cool. I see it’s getting you all worked up - ” I grinned, nodding my head at the noticeable bulge in the front of his shorts. If it was realistic, my new friend Desmond was packing something really nice for me. I thought that the “special gift” I promised him might be a little more than I was bargaining for!

“Sure is. You- . .you’re really pretty and s-s. . .sexy and this is like my own p-p-p . . .private porn movie, I guess.” he stammered. I blushed.

I looked down the line. There were still about 15 or so boys waiting their turns, and I swear some of them were coming around for seconds. That’s OK, that didn’t bother me. I took another quick swig of water and turned to the line.

Cock after cock after cock slid between my lips and, in a moment or two at the most, I had a nice warm salty mouthful. Some of the cocks were quite nice looking, others, well, not so much. I came to the realization that I had a preference – I liked medium size, not too fat, straight cocks best of all. They fit in my mouth easier than thick ones, and my tongue felt better when I could move it around underneath of them, rather than have a cock so thick it took up all the room in my mouth. Maybe when I get bigger and my mouth gets a little larger it might be different, but for now I liked them long and thin. A couple of the guys had penises that had a real curve to them. I joked with one of them as he came up, I said, “Man, it looks like you could pee around the corner with that thing!” and he laughed. But curved penises are a problem for me, because my head and mouth is small. If the boy is really hard, it’s difficult to un-bend it, if you know what I mean.

So I just kept sucking. I had one finger down diddling on my clitty through my thong but I didn’t want to cum just yet. I wanted to save it. I knew that I’d be building up to a big one if I ‘edged’ myself for a while. So I just rubbed myself on the outside of my thong, and I could feel it getting soaked with my juice. After about a half hour, my thong was soaked!

The line slowly dwindled down. My belly was feeling a little bit queasy, actually. I drank a half a bottle of water every three or four boys, maybe that was it. And I really had to pee!

Suck, suck, swallow. Suck, suck, swallow. Burp! It went on but finally there were no more boys left. I’d probably drained a hundred balls. Wow! I thought to myself. I took a deep breath, and finished my water bottle, rinsing out my mouth a little bit. Desmond leaned down and helped me stand up, my legs were nearly asleep from being tucked behind me on the stool.

I stood on my toes and gave Desmond a peck on his cheek, I figured he wouldn’t really want a lip kiss from a little girl who just sucked like a jillion guys.

“Thanks so much for protecting me, Desmond, you’re a very nice young man.” I said solemnly. He must have thought it funny, a half-naked girl in a micro-mini skirt, her belly sloshing with a half a gallon of semen, saying he was a nice young man.

“It was kinda fun, actually. You’re really hot, girl . . . “ and his voice trailed off. I looked at him and winked.

“Well, I promised you something special. Ummm, let’s see . . .” and I put my chin in my hand and put on a ‘thoughtful’ look like I was trying to think of something, smiling at Desmond. “I know! I could let you put it in my butt, if you go easy and don’t kill me with that monster of yours in there”, I said, nodding my head in the direction of his alarming-looking bulge.

He grinned and popped his buttons open and reached in to pull out his weapon. “You think you can take this?” he said.

OMG. Desmond was a freak. I’ve seen some big dicks in my short life, but this thing had its own zip code. It was as big around as a soda can, and drooped down in a curve like a boomerang. He hefted it in one hand and shucked the skin back from his tip. A clear bead of pre-cum bubbled from the end and I reached out and swiped it away, licking my fingertip of the salty, creamy treat.

“Holy crap, Desmond. You’ll kill me with this thing. . . “ I said almost absent-mindedly, reaching out to put my tiny white fingers around this coal-black hose. I couldn’t even come close. Both hands barely met fingertips, much less one hand. It was hot, really hot, and pulsing with blood. I could feel it vibrate under my fingers as I slowly stroked it back and forth.

“Nah, I’ll take it easy, baby. You’ll see. Work it in nice and slow. You’ll enjoy it, trust me.”

My eyes crossed looking at it. “Get the lube. It’s in my backpack.” I whispered.

He reached into my pack and pulled out the large tube of K-Y that I nearly always carried, just in case, and handed it to me. I squeezed out a big dollop of the lube and slathered it all over his shaft, making sure the head was covered in it. Then I straightened up and slid my thong down my legs and kicked it towards my back pack. Getting to my hands and knees, I reached back and stuck the nozzle of the jelly in my butt and squeezed it. The cool gel squished wetly into my butt, and I squeezed again. I wanted to make sure I was lubed up.

Desmond got behind me. “Use your finger first. Open me up a little. Get me used to it, OK?” I instructed. I felt him put an index finger at my opening and slowly push it and rotate around spreading the lube. He went in to the knuckle, and then moved in and out a bit. I wriggled my ass and tried to relax myself, pushing out like I knew I had to do.

He withdrew, and then I felt two fingers slowly worm their way in. I grunted and sighed, closing my eyes and concentrating on the sexy feeling as Des opened me up. I looked up to see Tommy and Roy and a couple of other boys watching wide-eyed. An audience. Just what I needed. :)

Des worked his fingers in and out slowly, and I started to open up nicely. I put my head down on my arm and arched my back, sticking my butt up in the air and letting Des know he could proceed. He was stroking my back with one hand, and I felt his fingers leave me. Seconds later I felt the huge spongy head of his weapon nudge up between my cheeks, smearing the lube around my hole.

“P. . .please. . . go slow. . .slowly. . .” I breathed, anxious to not die spitted on this humungous black penis.

The head pushed. I pushed back. A jolt of sharp pain arced out from my butthole. ‘What am I thinking?’ I thought. He pushed again, slowly but steadily. I felt myself stretch. Then POP!

I actually screamed. Fuck, it hurt. It felt like a telephone pole. I shuddered and tears started pouring from my eyes. Desmond kept on shoving though, and another inch of his cock slid wetly into my guts. I felt his hands on my hips, pulling me back onto him. Oh god . . .

My arms trembled, my ass was on fire, and still the big black pipe kept forcing itself into me. I was afraid I’d bleed to death on this guy. I exhaled and tried to relax and force my butt to accept the invader. I felt the curve of Desmond’s shaft bend down and bulge my tummy out.

“Almost there, baby, almost there. . . just hold on, ’m gonna take you for a ride . . .” he spoke behind me.

I felt him pull back a little and then push in again, and then back and then in again. Somehow, my ass was opening up enough to let Des slide in and out a couple of inches at a time. Over and over he plumbed into me, each time sinking just a little further in. I felt him in my ribcage. Almost without realizing it, my right hand slid down to rub at my clitty and that stimulation was able to distract my overwrought mind from the searing pain in my ass.

The more I twiddled my clitty, the less it seemed to hurt. I could feel and hear Desmond behind me, huffing and puffing, sweat dripping from his body onto my back. The ‘schluck-schluck-schluck’ of his anal invasion must have been audible a mile away. I looked up at the boys, they were rooted to the spot, no doubt amazed at the sight of the little girl on her hands and knees in front of them, getting sodomized by a penis nearly as thick as her ankle. Each of them was masturbating his penis at the live-action porn movie unfolding in front of them.

“unnnh . . . unnnh . . . unnnh . . . I grunted in time with the hip-banging thrusts of Desmond’s tool. He was fully seated now, I felt his crinkly pubes tickle my cheeks every time he slid all the way in. I continued to rub and pinch my clit and after a few minutes, I was leaking my own juice from between my pussy lips onto my fingers. I reached up and felt Desmond’s penis sliding in and out of my ass, two fingers making a “V” for it to slide back and forth between. I started quaking with the beginnings of a good orgasm, a combo pain/pleasure cum that started in my clit and bounced around my pelvis for a while before exploding out the top of my head. I moaned in pleasure, my lips drooling spit onto the ground below me.

Desmond kept sliding in and out of me, but I knew it couldn’t last forever. Minute after minute passed, and his grunts and moans and whimpers were getting more and more frantic. I tightened my channel around him, squeezing as best I could, needing and wanting this man-boy to shoot his balls full of semen in to my guts quickly. It worked.

Not sure how long any man could have lasted, watching his cock sluice in and out of a little girl’s backside like he was, lube and assjuice leaking out. But I felt him shiver and shake as he started his orgasm.

“ohhh fuck goddam you sweet bitch . . .” he swore behind me, grabbing my hips even tighter and letting his cock slide all the way in, where his tip opened up and a flood of hot black sperms flew out, coating my walls with white hot lava. I peaked right with him, another orgasm flooding my pussy as I gasped in relief and pain and joy. My stomach rumbled, sloshing the loads of all the boys I’d sucked off earlier, my body awash in semen. Suddenly I felt wet splashes on my hair and back and shoulders and I looked up to see four youthful penises shooting sprays of hot semen at me like I was a target. I convulsed in another unstoppable orgasm at the sheer raw sexiness of the whole scene, hot sperm splashing on my face and shoulders and back, semen being pulsed into my ass by a huge black dick, my hand furious on my clitty. I collapsed to the ground, bringing Desmond along with me, the breath being “huff’ed out of me as his weight threatened to push me flat. He got up onto his knees quickly though, as my cough threatened to expel his penis out of my channel before I was willing to give it up. I luxuriated in the obscene feeling of his penis continuing to jolt and expel the contents of his balls into me, it felt like I was getting a sperm enema.

Looking back at it now, I’m amazed that I wasn’t bleeding. Sore, yeah, sure enough. Reddened and angry looking, the cell phone snap I asked Tommy to take with my phone showed my butt hole as a huge dark opening, white sperm and goop and lube leaking out and channeling down my thighs. It looked gross and disgusting and dirty and so fucking hot. I had Desmond put his cock head next to my hole for another shot in my book of memories.

I rolled over and collapsed on my back, feet flat on the ground, arms spread to my sides, as he fell away gasping.

“Hol-ey fuck!” I breathed.

“Hol-ey fuck indeed!” Desmond chuckled. “You are one fine ass bitch for little white girl, you know that?” he grinned, his black vernacular suddenly coming back to the forefront. I smiled at him.

After I staggered home bowlegged, I soaked in a cool tub of water for a half hour, letting everything drain out of me. I rubbed some cream on my ass, and threw myself on my bed.

It’s a good thing your ass can’t get pregnant!

Chapter 25 - Turning Japanese, I think i'm Turning Japanese

I took a couple of days off. I needed to recover. I didn’t even suck Daddy off, for three whole days. I don’t know if you can OD on cum, but I probably came close to it. I peed white for the next week, it seemed. LOL :)

Daddy told me that he had to go out of town for business over the weekend, and he’d be gone for five days, until Tuesday. I begged him to let me stay home but he wouldn’t listen – he still thought I was too little to stay by myself. Then I had the bright idea of getting Spencer to invite me to stay with him, and Daddy thought for a minute and then said OK, I could do that, so long as I didn’t be a pain in the ass to Spencer . His choice of words made me wince a bit. But Spencer said I could come over, and he said I was welcome to stay at his place. I kissed Daddy in glee and told him I’d be a good little girl. Yeah, right. :)

On Friday morning, I packed some stuff, some underwear and skirts and a couple of tee shirts and tube tops. I planned on being naked most of the time around Spencer’s apartment anyway, so I only needed stuff if we went out. I was so excited. I showered and shaved real good and was playing with my boobs when I noticed that they seemed to be getting even bigger all of a sudden. I played with my nipples until they stood out like little pencil erasers and slipped on a cut-off top and a pair of shorts that I’d cut off until half my butt cheeks showed.

Daddy dropped me off at Spencer’s building, and I hugged him goodbye and Harley the doorman let me in to go up to Spencer’s apartment. Harley looked me up and down as I got out of Daddy’s car, and I could see him lick his lips like I was a plate of hot breakfast. I loved teasing him, he was a nice old man. I stretched up on my tippy toes to give him a smooch on the cheek, and I let him look down my top at my boobies for a couple of seconds.

“Miss Julia, you do get to be prettier and prettier every time I see you. Makes an old man smile. . .” he said gently to me. I winked at him. “All for you, Harley, all for you.”

I went in and took the elevator up and used my key to get in. I tossed my bag on the sofa and went to get a soda out of the fridge. I flopped on the sofa and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels. Nothing interested me. Teen Nick and Disney XD didn’t quite have the same fascination for me as they did for most twelve year olds.

I must have dozed off, because I heard Spencer’s key in the door and he walked in as I jumped up off the sofa and ran to him. I jumped on him, spreading my legs around his waist and locking my ankles behind him, my arms hugging his neck. He didn’t even flinch as my 92½ pounds hit. I covered his face with kisses and he laughed, dropping his brief case and grabbing me under the arms, lifting me off him like I was nothing. He whirled me around and tossed me, giggling, on the sofa. We made out for a while, I had my hands all over him and my tongue was halfway down his throat.

After a while we both came up for air, panting. He laughed and loosened his tie, and I slipped it all the way off of him and stuck it on my head like a headband.

“Harley said you were teasing him unmercifully, baby girl. That’s not nice.” He mock-scolded me.

“Did not. That dirty old man tried to look down my top. See?” and I bent over and watched Spencer’s eyes fall down my neck to wander around inside the cool cavern of my loose top, the swells of my boobs making a nice valley for him to eye-ski down. My nipples crinkled out, the rings helping as always to keep them aroused and sensitive.

He laughed and we giggled and talked for a few minutes longer, then Spencer excused himself to take a shower before we went out. He said he had a sort of business dinner with some people he knew but that I could come along to keep him company, it wasn’t going to be anything fancy. I agreed happily, it would be fun to go out with Spencer on my arm and me as his girlfriend. I was anxious to get going, but he had to shower and get cleaned up a bit first. I followed him into the bathroom and watched as he showered and shaved. I knew I’d never get tired of looking at his naked body.

I tossed on a different skirt and some heels to make me taller, and a very tight, nearly see-through top. I even smuggled some lipstick and makeup past Daddy, so I put a little bit of that on, just to make me look older. Spencer smiled in approval, which made me feel good. He took my arm as we left the building, and we hailed a taxi. Spencer gave the address, which turned out to be a fancy Japanese nightclub/restaurant kind of thing. It was all glitzy noise and lights and chrome with about a hundred very pretty Japanese girls walking around with trays, drinks, cigarettes, stuff like that, and a bunch of plain old Japanese businessmen in dark suits and white shirts and black ties. They were all older guys, barely a one of them was under 35, I’ll bet. Spencer got met by some fancy waiter guy at the door who bowed and led us to our table. There were already five businessmen there drinking and apparently having a good old time.

“Ahh, Spencer-san, we are pleased you could come. And who is this lovely creature?” one of them said, motioning at me.

“Mr Yazuki-san, this is my . . . niece, Julia. She is staying with me for a few days.” Spencer was quick enough to disguise our real relationship. Mr Yazuki-san nodded to me and smiled, his eyes crinkling. He struck me as a dirty old man, at first impression. Not that that was a bad thing, LOL.

“And Julia, this is Mr Yoshari, Mr Ichibara, Mr Kozawa, and Mr Kirin,” Spencer pointed to each guy in turn, and they nodded and smiled at me. They seemed nice enough, I suppose. We all sat down and they served us some wine in tiny white cups, I had hot tea, because Spencer wouldn’t let me drink. I think the Japanese guys had started a while ago, because they seemed like they were pretty stoned already. They talked to Spencer and then talked among themselves, and then talked to Spencer again. He said something that seemed to disappoint them.

“I’m afraid, gentlemen, that our original choice for the role has had to withdraw. She has said that after thinking about the . . . well, the specifics of the film, and our requirement for her performance, she had second thoughts, and has to turn down the part. She did return most of the advance salary we gave her, of course. I hope this will not affect our relationship, and our deal.”

The other men murmured to themselves and put their heads together and chattered in Japanese. Mr. Yazuki spoke up first, looking first at me then at Spencer , and then back to me.

“This is very sad news, Mr Spencer-san, to hear of this. We went through a lot of time and money to procure this woman, and now you say she is quitting? We find this very . . . disappointing.” He seemed to be upset with Spencer .

I tugged at his sleeve and whispered. “What happened, Spencer, why are these men angry with you?”

He looked down at me. “It’s a long, complicated thing, baby. These men - “ and he stopped to motion at the five Japanese guys, “are producers and distributors of what is called AV in Japan, or ‘adult video’. They contracted with me to produce a, well a special kind of video, and the woman we had signed up to do the part has cancelled. We’ve spent a lot of their money so far, for nothing. And now we have to start all over again with the search.”

“What kind of movie?” I asked him.

One of the Japanese guys spoke up with a rough, deep voice that made my toes curl under.

“Is boo-ka-kay” he said, with an odd pronounciation of that word. “Do you know what that is, little girl?”

“Umm. . . no sir.” I squeaked, squirming in my seat a little bit.

“One girl. Many men. Juice men. They give milky shower all over girl. No fuck.”

I didn’t quite understand. His guttural accent and the way he said ‘girl’, almost like “grrrrrl” was confusing.

Spencer leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“A bunch of guys jerk off and cum on a girl’s face and mouth. Sometimes she collects it in a pan under her face and then drinks it all. It’s really big over there.”

I blushed.

Another one of the Japanese guys spoke up. “This was number one world biggest booka key. We do what no other JV do. Tsubomi do couple hundred, Aoki, Ren, bit more. They not like, even we pay thousands yen. Now we lose all men, must find different grrrrrl-”
The men around the table all nodded their heads and chattered in agreement.

Mr Yazuki-san spoke up, more gently. “Mr Kirin is correct, unfortunately. The logistics involved in filming this sort of performance are staggering. We stand to lose quite a bit of money because of Mr Spencer-san finding girl who quit.”

It was quiet around the table. My eyes went from man to man. I noticed two of them were missing their little finger. Ouch.

“I’ll do it.”

Who said that? Did those words come out of my little mouth? Oh No They D’int.

Oh, yes they did.

“Julia, no . . .” Spencer put his hand over mine. “You don’t have to do that. This is something for a . . . professional.”

I turned to him. “How hard could it be?”

Mr Kozawa spoke up now. “Little grrrrl not understand. Many men juice on grrrrl. She sit, not move. Many men.”

“How many?” I wondered.

Mr Yazaki said it.

“Five hundred. More or less. Prolly more. Real juicer. Not fake like some.”

Holy shit.

“You see why I said it’s not for you?” Spencer warned. “I don’t think this is something you want –“

“I’ll do it.” I spoke out again. Firmly.

“How old?” Mr Ichibara said.

“Not enough.” Spencer answered him.

“We make look older. We make good doc-u-ments.”

“What about the board?”

“Board take bribes, like always. Long as we don’t show pens, Board Ok.”

Pens?

Spencer leaned over to me again.

“Japanese law forbids showing genitals. They have to digitally disguise the parts.” Oh. Pens. Penis.

Spencer looked at me, then at them, then at me again, and then at them again. Then he spoke.

“Three million yen. Up front.” They all got hot and bothered and started talking among themselves again, every now and then stealing a look at me. I stuck out my chin.

“Two.”

“Three. Up front. You know you’ve got it. You’ll make it back the first week.”

They put their heads together again. Then Mr Yazuki-san looked up and smiled at me.

“Three million.”

I gasped. Three million yens. Wow. That sounded like a lot. Then Spencer leaned over to me again. “That’s a bit under thirty thousand dollars.” My eyes widened again, even so, hearing that amount. That was a lot of money to a girl my age.

He looked back at the men. “And travel. First class. Japan Air Lines. And hotel.”

The men grumbled but I think they saw the possibilities of their investment making them a ton of money.

Then I had a thought. “Japan only. Can’t sell it in America. Or the deals off.” More grumbling but Mr Yazuki-san nodded again after a consultation. I felt safer then.

Spencer and the Japanese guys talked some more, and then some pretty little Japanese girls who were probably barely my age brought out some fish and meat and stuff and more of the wine for the men and tea for me. I picked at the meat a little and had two glasses of iced tea. I was thinking about what I’d just agreed to do. I mean, I like dicks, you know that, and I like semen. I just didn’t know if I could last through five hundred guys cumming on me. I might drown!

Later that night, Spencer told me the Japanese have really strange porn laws. Like, you can’t show dicks or pussies. You can show butt holes, but not if there’s anything in them, even a finger! But they don’t have hardly any other rules, so the Japanese porn guys do peeing, and even pooping movies, and girls vomiting and all sorts of really crazy stuff. And the age of consent there is 12 years old! Holy Cow! Spencer said that the Japanese really love stuff with little girls, and even though you have to be 18 to be in a porn movie, they have girls there who are tiny and don’t have hardly any body and no boobs or anything, and they dress them up like they’re like, twelve. Like me. I could see why they’d jump on me then. I was twelve, and I had boobs!

Of course, all the time he was telling me this, all about Japanese porn, I was laying on my tummy next to Spencer sucking his Perfect Penis. I was cradling his warm ball sack in one hand, and had the other wrapped around the middle of his Perfection, slowly shucking it back and forth, while my lips were locked tightly just below the pink ridge of his glans, sucking his pre-cum and my spit.

Spencer was breathing hard, kind of low moans coming from deep in his belly, which I could feel as well as hear, as I laid the side of my head on his navel. When I felt his balls contract up in his sack, and his Perfect Penis swelled up just a little bit beneath my fingers, I knew he was close. I tightened my lips around his head and continued to slide my hand up and down his shaft and within just a few seconds, I felt his balls vibrate, and a pulse travel up the large vein on the underside of his shaft and a big warm ‘splooosh’ of his sperm launched itself out of his Penis and spread like salty white cream across the surface of my tongue. My heart skipped a beat as I felt his love for me flood my mouth. I squeezed his balls lightly, wanting to be sure I got all of his juice, and his Penis jumped again and spit another nice warm load into my mouth. It was super salty, this load, maybe because of the fancy Japanese food and wine he’d had for dinner earlier. I sucked hard, and swallowed the first two squirts, and waited for the next. Spencer gave me six total squirts and I was in heaven, jerking them out of his Perfection and squeezing his balls to get it all. I sucked hard as he finished, getting a few last little drops out and letting them pool on my tongue as we both relaxed.

I looked up at Spencer as I very reluctantly let the head of his Penis slip from my mouth.

“Do you think Daddy will be OK with me going to Japan with you to do this?” I asked, after clearing my throat and swallowing the last little bits of him.

He looked thoughtful, one hand tousling my hair a little bit. “I think so, sweetie. Heck, he may want to come along. Thirty thousand dollars is a nice start to your college fund, you know.” I nodded.

“Will I have to get shots?” I asked, suddenly fearful of a journey to an exotic foreign land.

“Don’t know. I think that someone as young as you will have all their regular vaccines, it’s us older people who have to get boosters for things.”

I laid my head back down on his belly, idly stroking his Perfection as it shrank back down. My mouth tasted salty as I kissed the head lightly and pursed my lips on the very tip. I spoke to it.

“Mr Perfect Penis, do you have any more for me? Or are your big balls all dried out?” I giggled. Spencer chuckled.

The next morning, I told Spencer ‘NO MORE SOCKIE!” and he laughed and said OK. He said he only drank to be courteous and not offend the Japanese guys, they are very sticky about that sort of thing in Japan. Most people would rather die than offend their guests or neighbors or whatever.

We spent the rest of the weekend having fun and doing stuff, and then Daddy was getting home on Tuesday, so Spencer had to take me home. He told me to sit in the living room while he talked to Daddy about my Japanese trip and all. They were in there for about half an hour but when they came out, Spencer was smiling, and Daddy seemed ok, so I guess everything went OK.

“Babe, your father finally approved of your trip, but it took some convincing. And we agreed that BOTH of us should go with you, just to make sure everything works out. It looks like we’ll be flying to Japan next Friday, it will take quite a while to get there, so just be ready for a really long plane ride.”

We all talked about the upcoming trip for a while, but I was so excited and nervous I hardly remember what we talked about. Daddy asked me if I was sure I was wanting to do this, and I said I was sure and that it’d be fun. The time before we left passed quickly, and before you know it we were all sitting back on big reclining chairs on a really big jet airplane. The trip took FOREVER, and we had to get out and get on a different plane about halfway there, but we finally landed and Tokyo was amazing. Mr Yazuki-san met us after we came out of the customers area where this guy in a uniform opened my bags and went through all my stuff. I saw him pick up some of my undies and feel them between his fingers, which kind of creeped me out but what could I do? Spencer had told me that the Japanese really have a thing for little girls.

We took a little taxi to a hotel, everybody was honking their horns and people were dashing across the streets in front of us. But the hotel was nice, calm, and very luxurious. Daddy and Spencer and I got a big sweet, and two Japanese guys carried all our bags up on a cart and let us in and then spent the next ten minutes bowing at us and showing us where the bathroom was and how to open the curtains and how the TV worked. I never saw anybody bow so much! Daddy gave them a bunch of money and they left, finally.

I threw myself down on one of the big huge beds (there were two of them) and said I was hungry. Daddy called down for some dinner, and I took a nap for a while. When I woke up, it was dark, and I looked outside the window and the sight took my breath away. I’ve never seen so many colored lights, everything was lit up and flashing and it looked like a wonderland out there. I thought that everybody must be trying to put up more lights than their neighbors it was so bright.

We had dinner, it was some spicy kind of meat, I hope beef, and rice and some vegetables. After I ate, I was really pooped, so I took a nice long warm shower and went to bed. Daddy and Spencer were sitting up talking but I fell asleep pretty soon. I woke up very briefly when Daddy slid in to bed next to me. I snuggled up and fell back asleep.

I slept all night and then when we got up the next day we had some breakfast, and Spencer said we’d be going over to the movie guy’s offices later in the morning to discuss the movie and all, and that they’d explain everything to me about what was going to happen. He said they would probably start filming the next day, to give us all time to recover from the long plane ride.

I asked Spencer what I should wear, knowing that these Japanese guys like the little girl look. He said I should wear a short dress and some thigh highs but flat shoes. He said it was fine if my nylons showed under my dress, in Japan that’s not a big deal and is part of the way young girls dress here. So that was cool. I took another quick shower and shaved real fast, just in case anything happened and I got naked! LOL

We took another taxi to the offices of the movie guys, there were in a big tall skyscraper. We went in and took an elevator and then walked down a hall to where their offices were. A really pretty little Japanese girl ushered us into an office and we waited around for a few minutes, and then Mr Yazuki-san and one of the other guys from the restaurant last week came in, with two other men. Everybody started bowing around and all and then we sat down on a couple of sofas and Spencer and one of the other men started talking. The other guy spoke English.

He said, “We are very pleased that you are here Julia-chan. Mr Spencer-san and your father should be very proud of you, we all think you are going to be a very popular and famous AV girl.” I thanked him.

He explained that he was the director of the movie and that he’d directed hundreds of other Japanese porn movies but they don’t call them porn in Japan, they call them A-V movies. He started explaining about the movie they were going to do with me.

First, he said that I would not be having sex with anybody, at least not in my vag or butt. He said that there would be different scenes they would shoot, starting at about 8 o’clock tomorrow morning. First they would do a scene where they talked to me in a room and asked me all sorts of sexy questions, and then a bunch of men would come in and all cum on my face or in my mouth or wherever. I would just be kneeling on the floor, fully dressed.

Then, he said there would be a scene where I would be laying on a bench, and they would put one of those scuba masks things over my face, but it would be open, and a bunch of guys would all come up and spurt into the mask over my face until it filled up and then they would give me a straw and I would suck all the sperms out of the mask and swallow them. That sounded kinky but fun.

Next would be a scene where I’d be kneeling on a mat and holding some kind of metal tray under my chin, and the guys would all cum on my face and the sperms would collect in the tray.

Finally, there’s be a scene where I’d be tied up in a chair and they’d make me cum over and over (I liked the sound of that!) and while I was cumming the guys would all sperm my face.

It didn’t sound so bad. They would supply all the wardrobe, and I’d have a makeup girl and everything, and he said they’d be especially careful with me, and that Daddy and Spencer could be there all the time to make sure I didn’t get raped or anything.

It all sounded so bizarre, but exciting. It made me feel sort of weird that all these Japanese men would get so excited that they’d all want to shoot on me but I guess it also made me feel kind of special. The men sat around and talked for a while, and the little Japanese girl, she said her name was Komiko, took me on a tour of the place. She spoke pretty good English, she said that most kids learn it in school now. I thought that was good because I didn’t know any Japanese except for “Toyota” and “Honda”.

She showed me a bunch of little rooms where they shot scenes, they all looked pretty much alike except for different colored sofas and stuff. She also showed me the places where they did the makeup and all, and the wardrobe places where they had all sorts of costumes for the girls to wear. They had everything from Power Ranger stuff to little girl dresses and things, and about a thousand different lingerie things, bodysuits and garters and panties and all. It was amazing, all the stuff overwhelmed me. I poked through some of the clothing, and I noticed that almost all of it looked like it would fit me – and then I realized that the Japanese girls are usually tiny, and that’s why it all looked like the right size. I held up some blue one piece bathing suits, Komiko said that Japanese men love girls in tight one-piece swim suits. They also had some that looked a lot like the Weasel I got last summer for the water park. Komiko and I spent a couple of hours walking around the place, it looked like a regular work place, I guess, I didn’t see any naked people running around or anything.

After we finished, Komiko and I sat on a bench and had some Japanese soda and chatted. I asked her if she ever acted in any of the movies they made here. She blushed and bowed her head and whispered, “Yes, Julia-chan, I did. My family is very poor and the pay for girls in AV is very good. I made 150 thousand yen for one movie.” I didn’t know how much that was but it seemed like a lot of yens.

“What did you do in the movie?” I asked, curious.

“I did sex with one , two, and three juice men, and also Bukkake and also . . .”, she hesitated, and I tugged her arm. “- also did urine stuff . . .” and she blushed even redder than before.

My eyes went wide. “Really! That’s so cool. Did you like it?”

She looked at me. “Y-yes, I did, really. I never do that before, but it turned me on a lot. You have to understand, Japanese girls are raised and taught to be submissive to men, men rule everything in Japan. Women must obey, be submissive to men. It is our culture. When you give up all control to men, you are able to just let feelings take over and not worry about what people think. People in Japan do not look down on A-V actress, in fact many go on to do regular movies and television.”

‘Wow’, I thought, that’s kind of cool.

“What was the Bukkake like?” I asked her.

She thought for a minute. “Is very strange. Men who do that are called juice men. They are hired just for their e-jac-u-“ and she hesitated for a moment over the odd sounding English word.

“Ejaculations. Cumshots.” I finished for her. Thank goodness for seventh grade health class, right?

“Yes. Men run up and spray juice on you and go away. You never even see their face sometimes. I get 34 hits in my Bukkake.” I took it that a ‘hit’ was a man’s orgasm. “I dress in wedding gown, kneel on mat. They put vibrator machine thing in me, and man offstage control. It was very hard not to orgasm but they wanted me to wait until nearly all the men were finished. Then they let me have orgasm, it was amazing!” she grinned. “One thing about Japan AV, they love having women orgasm. It gives them sense of power to make you chirp!”

I filed that away.

“Juice not bad, so long as you don’t get in your eye. It sting, right? I let most go on face, in mouth. Very salty but Japanese food salty, so it’s not so bad. Once you’ve eaten eels or octopus, a little juice isn’t that bad!” she said, laughing. I smiled at her.

“Yeah, I know. I don’t mind it too much in my eyes, I guess I’m not so sensitive to it. Daddy and Spencer both have cum all over my face and in my eyes, and it’s not so bad. I like the taste, too.” I confided.

She looked at me for a second. “You are very grown up, Julia-chan. I like you.”

Just then Daddy and Spencer and Mr Yazuki-san and the other guy came up, and said we were all done for the day. I said goodbye to Komiko and gave her a hug, which she seemed to like. We made a note to see each other tomorrow.

“I help you get ready for shoots, OK, Julia-chan?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, I’d like that!” I answered, nodding excitedly. “You can help me pick out outfits.” She brightened and smiled at me with that peculiar Japanese smile.

I took Spencer’s hand and he and Daddy and I walked out into the Tokyo hustle and bustle. I wanted to shop for a while and see what this strange city was all about. We window shopped for a couple of blocks, but it was hard, everything was in Japanese, and I couldn’t tell what some of the stuff was. The clothes and things were kinda easy to figure out but there was a lot of stuff that was completely foreign to me. I guess that’s why they call it a foreign country, right? Daddy and Spencer went in a place that had jillions of porno movies on racks, right in the window, but I couldn’t go in, of course. I probably could have snuck in, but there was a police man standing right there, in a white helmet. I stood next to him while Daddy and Spencer were in the store, and just watched the maniacs in Japan.

Spencer came out with a big bag of stuff, but wouldn’t show me what it was, the old meany-head. We kept on walking, past a park and some other buildings, and finally, I think they both were lost, so we got a taxi back to our hotel. I was tired, so I went to lay down, and Daddy and Spencer sat in the other room and watched TV, I guess.

When I woke up, I was famished. I went out to the other room and asked Daddy to order some dinner, and so we had some nice lamb and vegetables and some odd tasting Japanese soda for dinner. He said Spencer went out to do business with Mr Yazuki-san and the other guys, and would be back later. It gave me time to snuggle with Daddy, with all the excitement and travel and all, I hadn’t hardly had any chance to be with him lately. I asked him if we could take a nice hot bath together, and he said we could, but then he had an idea, and he called downstairs to somebody and spoke for a minute or two and then smiled at me and said, ‘I ordered a treat for you. It’ll be up a in few minutes.”

That sounded like fun, I ran into the bathroom and started the tub up and tossed in a bottle of something, I hoped it was bubble bath, and it was. The tub was pretty big, not as big as our tub back home, but big, I guess, especially to a Japanese person. I stripped off my clothes and sat on the edge of the tub while it filled, kicking my legs back and forth to make the bubbles splash around.

After a few minutes, Daddy walked in with a girl, she was just a little older than me, I bet, maybe 14 or 15 at the most. She was very pretty, like a little China doll, but Japanese. She had long, straight black hair and boobs that looked huge on her, and really cute eyes. She didn’t bat an eye at my naked body either, she looked me up and down and smiled and said, “Good, young gurrrl. I have no Engrish.” I slid into the water, and she shrugged off her robe and she was naked too! But she had a big hairy bush, which kinda grossed me out a little bit. I remember Spencer saying that most Japanese women didn’t shave their pubes, although the younger girls were starting to, since it was such a popular thing in America.

She started washing me with a big rough sponge, soaping me up and rubbing me down, from the top of my head to my toes. It felt nice to be pampered like this. I just stood there and let her wash me down. She rubbed my boobs with her soft hands, and seemed fascinated by my nipple rings. She gazed up at me with a questioning look.

“Suck?”

I nodded, and she latched onto one nipple and started sucking like she was hoping for milk. I put my hand on her head and held her to me. She sent ripples of pleasure down my ribcage, I’d never felt anything like it, I don’t know what she was going but her tongue was going about a million miles an hour on my nipple. I shuddered and then had to push her away, I thought I would fall down, my whole body was shaking.

She looked at me and smiled and continued to wash me. She rubbed gently up and down my coochie, and then spun me around and made me bend over, and cleaned my butt and everything back there. I felt a small, smooth finger slide very gently around my opening and then slide in and back and forth just a little bit, soaping me up. It felt good.

She went down and then up both legs, front and back, and reached down and even washed between my toes, pulling on each one and cleaning between my toes and my heels and everything. Then she stood back up and motioned for me to sit on the edge of the tub. I did, and she knelt down in front of me and pushed my knees apart, and used a washcloth to thoroughly wash my coochie from top to bottom, with a little more familiar feeling than I expected. She even rolled her thumb over my clitty from side to side for a minute. Then she reached into the bag she’d brought with her and left on the side of the tub, and brought out a straight razor and a big jar of shaving crème, and slathered it all over my crotch and half of my legs. I was a little hesitant about letting this girl shave me down there, since you couldn’t even see my pussy lips anymore, but Daddy spoke up and said she was highly recommended and the hotel manager said she did all the western women and girls who stayed there. So I leaned back with my elbows on the shelf behind me and tried to relax. She wet the razor in the warm water and started sliding it around on me.

I don’t know how she did it, but she worked that razor like it was a miniature samurai sword, sliding it back and forth and up and down and I hardly even felt it. She’d slide down one side and up the other. I felt her reach in and grab my clitty with a thumb and one finger and pull it away from my body and slide up and over it. That made me shiver and I nearly ‘chirp’ed, as Komiko put it!

After she was done, she washed all the suds and shaving cream away and beamed at me and nodded down towards my pussy. I felt it and it felt as smooth as glass. I was completely bald down there, not a single piece of stubble. Amazing. She came up and peered at my face from both sides, like she was looking to see if I had a mustache or something, but I guess she saw that a little girl didn’t have much facial hair. She did make me raise my arms and did my pits the same way, and my legs. When she was finished, I didn’t have so much as one little hair of stubble below my eyebrows. And it felt SOOOO good! The shaving crème was really cool on my skin.

She finally rinsed all the suds and stuff off me, and took some warm oil and spread it over my coochie and all the way back to my butthole, and also around my nipples, and back behind my ears and the backs of my knees. I didn’t know I had so many sexy places but every place she touched made my whole body shiver.

Then she looked at Daddy and said something in Japanese, which somehow he understood. He said something back to her and grinned at me. “You’ll love this, sweetie.”

She pushed me back until I was lying flat on the back end of the tub, and then put her hands on my inner thighs and lifted them up and put them on her shoulders. Then she ducked in and started kissing around my inner thighs way up near my coochie. It tickled but her tongue was doing something magical on my skin and it felt amazing. She nibbled all the way up one inner thigh, and then up and over the front of my belly, and then down the other thigh. She was turning me on like mad, and I wanted to move her lips around on me but something told me she was in charge here. I just lay back and let her work on me.

After she’d nibbled and tongued all the skin between my kneecaps and my bellybutton on my front, she pulled back and said something, mostly to herself and of course I don’t know what it meant. Then, she just literally dove in. She plastered her face to my pussy lips, and it seemed she stuck her tongue about six inches up my pussy and started that motorized movement she had, and I about turned inside out. I climaxed almost immediately, and my legs shook and shuddered on her shoulders. Her tongue continued to motor around inside my channel, and it felt like she was swabbing the walls with it. I swear she poked my cervix. Then she rolled it into a tube and started beating on my gee-spot with it, and I grabbed her head and clenched my thighs around her and climaxed again, this time crying out with the pleasure. Daddy came over and sat down next to me and held my hands. The woman started biting and nibbling on my clitty and beating it to death with her tongue, after finally swiping every last drop of moisture and girl juice out of the inside of my vag.

Orgasm number 3 made me grip Daddy’s hand so hard I think I drew blood with my fingernails. I saw stars behind my eyelids and my body felt like a million ants were biting it from my toes to my scalp.

This woman was incredible. I don’t know where she learned to do what she was doing, but it was the most amazing sexy feeling I’ve ever had, like my entire body was one big clit and anything she touched with her lips and tongue made me cum like a maniac. She made me cum two more times, each stronger than the one before, I was sobbing and crying and heaving and my belly was rippling up and down. Her tongue went into high speed on my clitty, first one way then the other, pulling, pushing, nipping, biting, sucking, her lips captured the whole thing and pulled it away from my body and then she sucked real hard on it about ten quick times, and the top of my head blew off again, just as I’d gotten it re-attached. I was sweating from every pore, my nipples stood out about half an inch, when she pinched them between her fingers and bit down on my clitty I orgasmed again, and this one didn’t stop, it just kept on making my pussy clench and my pelvis vibrate and my tits explode over and over and over. ‘I’m gonna die cumming’ I thought to myself, ‘orgasmed to death by a Japanese girl with a six inch tongue’.

I squirted and she never missed a beat. I let go again, and she locked her lips around the top of my pussy and I squirted what felt like a gallon. I heard her gulp her prize and hum around the top of my pussy. When I was empty, I relaxed and my hips fell back onto the tub edge and I exhaled and sobbed in joy as she slowly licked up and down my pussy lips on both sided, like a cat cleaning herself.

“Oh my god. . .” I whispered, clutching Daddy’s hand in both of mine. “What was that?” I groaned.

“She’s an artist, her name is Suzi. She makes people, mostly women, cum.” He said something to her in Japanese, and she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Oh my god, no wonder it felt like she was rubbing my tonsils with it. It had to be four or five inches long, it actually draped down below her chin. She wriggled it around and twisted it in a circle, and then vibrated it so fast it was just a blur.

“Oh my god. . .” was all I could say. My eyes rolled up in to the back of my head and I passed out.

When I woke up, I was in bed, tangled up in the covers, and still naked. I could hear Daddy and Spencer in the other room chatting. I tossed the covers away from me and sat up. My whole body felt like it had been washed down with the clearest, coolest spring water in the world, I felt smooth and silky and relaxed, not tired anymore. I ran my hands up and down my chest and legs, marveling at the smoothness. I felt my coochie. She seemed fine – nice and pink and slightly wet between the lips, but not sore or anything. I jumped up and walked out to the other room, saying ‘hey’ to Spencer and Daddy. Spencer got up and came over to me.

“Hey sweetie, did you have a good nap? I hear Suzi did her magic on you. How’d you like that?” He hugged me close and kissed me real good.

When we unlip-locked, I looked up at him. “She was great! Can I keep her?” grinning.

“If I let you have her, you’d have no use for me or your Dad.” He answered with a mock frown.

“Don’t say that!” I pouted. “You know I’m in love with your Perfect Penis, and not even Suzi’s marvelous tongue can replace that! And she can’t cum for me either!” I finished, laughing. I grabbed a glass from the room service cart and drank a big glass of water.

Daddy and Spencer and I talked for a while about tomorrow, they asked if I was scared or anything or did I want to cancel. I told them ‘no’, I was fine, I was a little scared but not really, and I was kind of curious to see how it would turn out. Spencer said he bought a couple of films at the porn shop they went into, and would I like to see them to get a feel for how the Japanese AV industry worked. I said ‘sure’, and we all sat on the big sofa to watch one of the DVDs Spencer had.

I didn’t understand a word they said, of course. But they sure do like to spurt cum on girls, don’t they? It was odd seeing the blurring of all the penises and vaginas and stuff. We watched one scene where this girl sat on a chair and talked with the camera guy for about 10 minutes, and then about 20 Japanese guys came in and simply took turns spurting on her face and hair. Another scene had that same girl tied to a chair while they used all sorts of vibrators on her and all she did was squeak all the time like she was having orgasms – I guess that’s what Kimiko meant by “chirping”.

We watched a few other movies, but they were all kind of the same – one little Japanese girl would sit for an interview with some guy off camera, then she’d have sex with a guy, then she’d be in a scene with a bunch of guys, sometimes she would have sex while the rest of the guys came up and came on her face, sometimes she’d have sex with just one guy the whole time. They liked to dress up in costumes and stuff too, I noticed, and Japanese girls like to wear garter belts and stockings a lot!

I thought the movies were kind of interesting but they didn’t freak me out or anything, and I didn’t see anything that I thought I couldn’t do easily. By the time 11 o’clock rolled around, I was sleepy, and I think I fell asleep leaning on Spencer’s shoulder. I don’t even remember them taking me to bed.

Chapter 26 - My Milky Dream

The big blob of semen plopped into my eye and felt like a huge wet bubble. It clouded my vision, and I figured that now I’d be completely blinded by the white curtains of cum covering both my eyes. I blinked rapidly in a futile attempt to clear my vision. I didn’t have much time to think about that though, as another Japanese gentleman stepped up and laid the end of his penis on my forehead and then spurted out three amazingly huge streams of thick cum. It splashed into my hair on the other side of my face. The cum started streaming down over my eyebrows, and I tilted my head forward to encourage the flood to drop straight to my cheeks instead. I felt another missile of white strike my left cheek and flow across my face in a long straight line. The semen drooling across my lips was hot and salty, as I drew it into my mouth with my tongue. Tart, kind of sharp tasting, totally unlike all the semen I’d tasted in the last year from everybody else.

I was about a half hour into my video, so far. Spencer and Daddy and I had taxied to the studios that we’d been to yesterday. And I have to admit it, I was a little nervous, or maybe just apprehensive. I wasn’t sure how the Japanese men would feel about me, I wasn’t their typical little A-V model. I was a brown-haired American girl with green eyes. Maybe they wouldn’t really like me. I had a dream last night where I was laying down on a mat in a big room and there were thousands of Japanese men standing around over me, furiously jerking off and yet not one of them could have an orgasm, and I was stroking myself and thrusting my hips up at them and nothing worked, they just weren’t turned on by this strange looking little American girl. One word of Japanese I’d learned – gaijin. It meant foreigner. I was a gaijin.

Komiko grabbed my arm almost as soon as I walked in and hurried me over to one of the wardrobe rooms that we’d seen yesterday.

“Julia-chan, we’re very excited to have you here finally, you so cute.” she giggled at me. “Lets get make up and some costume for you, they want to start soon as possible.”

First, Komiko and another lady sat me in a chair and pulled my hair back and fussed over me. They put on eyeliner and some false eyelashes, and brushed some blush and rouge on my cheeks and then applied dark lipstick and gloss. Komiko snickered as she applied the lipstick.

"This is slippery and won’t rub off on dicks,” she giggled. “Make your lips very shiny.” It did feel good to be fussed over like a real movie star. They brushed my hair and then made two little braids that they draped over the top of my head above my ears and then put it in some fancy bow thingy in the back. They spent another twenty minutes or so on me, and then it was time to pick out some clothes. They had me take off my clothes that I’d worn there, and gave me a nice fuzzy robe to wear, and some Hello Kitty slippers.

Komiko and I went over a bunch of the outfits they had hanging up, and finally settled on a cute little blue and white skirt with a blue sweater, over a bra that only had half-cups and made my boobs look bigger than they actually were. I found a pair of heels that fit me, and they gave me some bracelets and a really pretty necklace to wear too.

Finally, they were done. I was ready. My stomach was full of butterflies as they escorted me out to the hallway, and we walked down to one of the studio rooms. There were a bunch of guys standing around with headphones and lights and microphones and stuff, and two guys with cameras on stands, and one guy with a handheld camera. The director guy came up to me and he was one of the fellows from the first night at the Japanese restaurant. He bowed to me and took my hand.

“Julia-chan, we’rcome to our film. I am director of this film, name is Mr Kirisawa. We are very happy to have you here. We want you to be very happy too. Anything you need, you tell us, right? You want eat, drink, just say. Have any question?”

I shook my head. “Not really. No. I mean, not right now. What are we going to do first?”

He looked at me and smiled softly. “Chapter 1 is first. We do interview. Ask about you. It Japanese, so interpreter go back and forth for you, ok?”

I nodded. We sat down on a green sofa in the middle of the room, there was not much else there, just this sofa and a table at one end, and a wall behind it. The floor was a highly polished wood, and they told me later it was bamboo. I watched the camera guys and people working there get all set up, they put some big lights up and pointed them down at where I sat, and it started to get warm in there. There was two girls helping out too, and I noticed Komika, and of course Daddy and Spencer were there too. The director, Mr K or whatever his name was, started shooing everybody away from in front of the camera, and they all stood around behind him. He sat in a chair between two camera guys, one had a camera on a tripod, and the other guy had a hand-camera with a big ring of lights around the front of it. He was moving around and standing off to my left side. Suddenly, Mr K yelled “ACTION!” and nothing happened. I almost giggled. Then he spoke to me.

“What is your name?” and the lady next to him said it in Japanese.

“Julia.” And the lady said “Jewry”. I grinned a little bit.

“How are you old in years, Jewry?” he said.

“I am twelve”. Each time, what he said got translated into Japanese, and then what I said did too. So he just asked me a bunch of questions. It was almost like the pageant back at Christmas at Orient Bay.

“You are here for bukkake, no?”

“Yes, I am – “

“You know bukkake means?”

“Yes, it’s when lots of men come to me and spray me with their juice” and I moved my hands up and waved them around my face like Komiko had told me to do.

“You ever bukkake before?”

“Kind of. I mean, sometimes at parties or stuff, I let the men spurt on my face. So yeah, I guess” I blushed and smiled. Komiko said that I should be kind of submissive when I answer and be embarrassed, Japanese men like that.

“Where you like samen juice?” He pronounced it weird, like “samen” instead of “semen”

I took one hand and motioned it at my face, twirling it around. “Anywhere, I guess. I like it on my cheeks and in my mouth.”

He went on asking me some more dumb questions, like did I like semen, did it taste good when I swallowed it, and how many times I’ve swallowed cum in my life. I gave them answers I thought they’d like! :) LOL I saw Komiko’s eyes widen into big saucers when I said I’d probably swallowed a thousand times, which was probably a little bit exaggerated. But not by much. As I talked, the guy with the hand camera came in close to me, and I was looking right at him, but then Mr K told me to look at him, not the camera. All of a sudden then I heard a lot of rustling around me in the room, and about a jillion Japanese guys came in, all in their underwear. I almost burst out laughing. Almost every one of them had tighty-whiteys on, with one hand in their drawers playing with themselves.

Mr K. told me to come off the sofa and kneel down on the little rug in front of it. A Japanese guy came up to me and offered me his penis, and I looked at it, and put it in my mouth. It tasted fishy. But a dick’s a dick, I suppose, and I felt gratified when it started to get hard in my mouth. I bobbed back and forth on it a few times, and then then he pulled it out of my mouth and jerked on it a few times, and he shot a stream of semen off over my nose and right straight up across my forehead. The other Japanese guys all yelled something but I didn’t understand what it was. I turned to my left as another guy came up to me and he spurted two good sized jets of cum across my face, and then it just got crazy. It was like they were on an assembly line. A guy would run up, frantically splurt all his semen on my face, and then run off.

I simply knelt there with my hands folded in my lap. It felt really strange. My face was getting bombarded with sperm from every direction, the camera was right there about a foot away, and the sperm was drooling and dripping down off my face onto my skirt and top. Mr K was whispering directions to the other camera guy. I had my mouth open, and some guys wanted to spurt in there, so I let them, and then would swallow after each guy. The sperm tasted sharp, fishy, not like American sperm at all. But it wasn’t bad, I guess. It went on and on. After a while, the heat from the lights was making the sperm real runny and it just slid right off my face. My sweater and skirt were getting soaked. The camera guy would come in and do a close-up of all the semen on my sweater and where it was soaking into my boobs and the edges of my bra. All the while, Mr K was yelling encouragement to the guys (I guess it was encouragement, he seemed to be all hepped up..lol)

I tilted my face up, and then down and tried my best to make it look sexy for the movie. Mr K said I could use my fingers to scoop it into my mouth if I wanted, so I did that for a while, especially to clear all the goop out of my eyes. But it seemed that no sooner did I clear one eyelid of a big blob of cum that some guy would come up and spurt into the other one. So after a while I just stopped trying to clear them, and just blinked a lot. I could feel my face was totally covered in sperm from ear to ear and from forehead to chin. These Japanese guys were full of it, they must not have cum for a week. It just went on and on, it seemed. My entire face was totally covered, I could feel the hot liquid spreading across my skin like a wet sheet. Some of the guys came in big, sharp, hot streams, like a firehose, while others came in big drops and blobs. It was in my eyes, up my nose, in my ears, in my hair, and a lot in my mouth. They didn’t say what to do with it when it went there, so I just smiled and swallowed most of it, some I just drooled out of my mouth over my lip.

Finally, after an eternity, everything stopped. No more juice men. I sat there, covered in semen from my hair to my hips, my face invisible beneath the mask of white semen. I heard the camera guys clicking away taking pictures, and the director talking to the guy with the movie camera. He moved in close up and went from side to side and up and down right next to my face. I tried to smile at the camera for him. Then the directory guy said something, and the lights went off and the camera guy moved away. I guessed I was done. Komiko and another guy came in with a bunch of towels and stuff and helped me stand up, and they wiped all the sperm off of my face and down my body. My clothes were pretty well saturated, so they just coo’ed over me and walked me back to a dressing room. I sat on a sofa and someone handed me a big paper cup of water, which I drank gratefully. I didn’t mind the taste of sperm, of course, but a couple of dozen ejaculations will leave a gamy taste in your mouth, trust me. :) LOL

Komiko said that she’d never seen a girl take so many hits at one time. “They count. You took 105 hits first time. Most I ever do is 34!” she giggled.

Daddy and Spencer came in just then, as I shrugged off the slimy skirt and sweater. I hugged Daddy and gave Spencer a kiss on the cheek. They said they were very proud of me , and I was a real star now! I blushed.

“Well, the guys did all the work. All I had to do was sit there with my face up,” I laughed.

We talked for a few minutes, and then the director came in and told me about the next scene. It sounded interesting.

They dressed me in some kind of odd bra slash garterbelt slash leather thing that was part swim suit and part underwear, with white stockings and black heels. Then they led me to some kind of big plush lounge chair, and tied me into it, with my hands up over my head and tied to the top, and my legs spread wide open and my calves and thighs tied to the chair legs. I was pretty much at their mercy, but Spencer said not to worry, they would be very careful.

I felt something warm and slippery being poured on me and hands rubbed in into my skin from my crotch to my neck, and then someone held a big vibrator to my nipple and started rubbing it back and forth. I gasped and writhed in the chair but couldn’t move very much. These Japanese guys knew their stuff when it came to tying up little girls, I found out. Pretty soon there was another vibe on my other nipple, and then they were coming at me in pairs. Later on, when I saw the film, I couldn’t believe how they could cram so many guys with vibrators around that chair! There must have been twenty of them. They were all up and down my sides, half-ticklish and half-sexy, and then they started in on my clit and pussy lips. OMG! They wouldn’t stop. I came right away, chirping in a high voice like Komiko told me to, and then the orgasms just started rolling in. I’d gasp and clench and cum, wriggling in the chair, and then relax for a couple of seconds, and then they’d force another one from me, and I’d cum again. I could feel my pussy leaking juice and wetness, my nipples were throbbing, my tits felt like they were going to explode, and my vag was on fire. Over and over they pulled orgasms from me. I was sweating and crying and moaning, most of it completely real, I only ‘acted’ a little bit of it, and it felt so right! Every time I came, I heard them muttering and chattering away but of course I had no idea what they were saying. Probably something like, “Little American girl cum like a fountain!”

After about my tenth cum, they started jerking off on my face. I’d cum, and a juice man would run up and spurt all over me. Then they’d vibrate my clitty again, and I’d cum, and then another juice man would run up and lay his penis on my face or forehead, and I’d get another pasting. My mouth was open from all the panting and my groaning, so I got a pretty good amount of it in my mouth too, plus a lot of the juice men pointed their penises right AT my mouth to cum in, which was OK with me.

I had no idea how long they had me there, torturing me like that. My head was tossing from side to side, spit and drool coming out of my mouth. My face and neck and boobs and hair were covered in semen. I think I peed at least one time but it never fazed them. All I could hear was the loud buzzing of the vibrators and blood rushing through my ears. But they finally stopped, and I lay there, gasping for breath, shaking like a leaf, my poor little pussy throbbing and red, my clitty sending shockwaves right to my brain. They let me lay there like that for a few minutes, and then I felt them come up and untie me. I blinked through the eye-fulls of cum.

Komiko was standing next to the director guy and Spencer . She grinned at me as the crew untied me and then said something to the director. He nodded and she skipped up to me and helped me sit up in the chair.

“You cum many times, Julia-chan, yes?” she giggled.

“Heck yeah!” I smiled, weakly. She helped me step out of the chair and held my arm as we walked away. I collapsed onto the sofa in the dressing room.

“Holy smokes, that was amazing.” I babbled. Komiko held me while I trembled and then softly wiped me dry of all the goop and sweat and all. She led me to a shower stall, and I stood under the cool water for ten minutes, trying to get my breath back and come down from the orgasm high. I looked down at my pussy, it was still red and raw from all the vibrators going nuts on it. As I dried off, Komiko shyly rubbed some salve on my pussy, I kind of loved the feeling of her soft little fingers in me. She rubbed it all up and down both sides, and then just barely touched my clitty with her slippery fingertips.

“This make you feel better soon, take away hot.” She whispered. I smiled at her and hugged her close as she did it. She reddened but turned her face down to me for a brief kiss. I whispered, “Thank you for helping me today, Komiko, it’s very sweet of you.” She murmured something in Japanese and finished helping me dry off.

“I think you like next scene, Julia-chan. I talk to Yazuki-san and Spencer-san and we change idea of movie just a bit.” She explained that usually, there was a scene where the starlet had sex with one or two guys, and then as they fucked her, other guys would come up and spurt on her face. That sounded really hot to me. “But you say only Spencer -san and your father allowed to have little flower, so director allow Spencer to make love you, is that good?” My heart jumped at the idea.

So ten minutes later, I was flat on my back on a big mat in a room, and dear Spencer was sliding smoothly in and out of my snatch, my legs wrapped around his waist, and my arms over his shoulders. I loved the fact that Spencer could do this with me here, and had a feeling we’d be treasuring this moment for a long time. I just laid back and enjoyed it. When we first started, he did me doggy style for a few minutes, and then on our sides, with one leg up in the air so everybody could see his Perfect Penis going in and out of my pussy, and then he put me back on my back and straightened up as he pounded into me. He really made me shake and shiver! My head was going back and forth on the little pillow under me, and he held my arms down at my sides. I was looking up at his handsome face, and had almost forgot what the scene was supposed to be like. Then the juice men started up. I turned my head to my left, and SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! Three big gobs rained down on my right cheek. While I was turned, another guy shot right across the top of my head and down over my nose. Then the other side, and once again my little American face was the target for dozens of Japanese juicers. I don’t know where they get it all! Man after man leaned down and spurted his juice on me, over and over. Every couple of seconds, another bunch of hot, wet sperms would rain down on me. It drooled over my cheeks and pooled in my eyes, and it didn’t take long for me to get completely covered again. Meanwhile, Spencer was plunging his Perfect Penis in and out of my wet and needy vagina. I came, and then a few minutes later, came again, shaking and shivering. My senses were overwhelmed with sperm and orgasms and my love for my Spencer, and my mind just flew off as I zoned out, my face spattered over and over with white creamy sperm from unknown countless Japanese men, and my womb and uterus being battered into submission by Spencer and his Perfection.

Lovely Spencer twisted me this way and that, pulling me here and there, and through it all, my face stayed uncovered and inviting and my mouth stayed open as cock after cock spewed their excitement on me. It dripped down off my face nearly as fast as it was being shot there. Big wet spots grew on the mat, slippery and slimy as we rolled around in it. Spencer fucked me for at least a half an hour, my face being bombarded nearly the whole time, I was covered in sperm again and again. Finally though, I guess even my Spencer had enough, as he pulled my hips up into his, my shoulders and head the only part of me touching the mat, my legs locked around him and he grunted and groaned as he unloaded his precious gift far up in to me. I climaxed again as he orgasmed against my cervix, I pictured the beautiful head of his Perfect Penis snug up against the opening to my womb, blasting huge ropes of his gorgeous sperm up into me, and for a long moment I almost wished I didn’t have that UDI or whatever it was up in me and that Spencer could give me a baby.

After he finished cumming in me, he slowly pulled out. I lay there, sweaty, cummed-out, and covered with semen once again. I was a real mess, it was all over my hair, soaking wet, and from my forehead to my bellybutton was just covered in slimy, sweaty cum. My boobs were criss-crossed with white lines of sperm. After a sec, I heard the director stop filming, and Komiko and two guys came up with tissues and towels again, chattering over me like I was some precious Christmas ornament or something. I drank another big glass of water to wash down the sperm in my mouth.

Later in the dressing room, after another shower, I looked at Komiko with a grin on my face. “Ok, sweetie, how many hits that time?” I asked.

“You do 93 juice men this time, Julia-chan.” she answered, calmly. I gaped.

It was lunch time. Daddy and Spencer came in and I hugged them both and they asked how I was doing, and I said ‘wonderful’, and Daddy said he’d never in his life seen anything like it. I smiled and was glad that I made him proud. Spencer said the director was very happy with everything so far, and that we’d start up again in an hour or two after lunch.

I had a sandwich, a Coke, and a nap. I was pooped from all the fucking and cumming! LOL! :) Komiko lay down next to me and I fell asleep smelling the light aroma of coconut from her shampoo. It was nice.

It was not so nice being shaken awake barely an hour later. I sat up in confusion, until I focused on Komiko lightly rubbing my shoulder. The first thing I did was burp! OMG a sperm burp right in front of my friend. I looked at her with my eyes wide open and then we both burst out laughing.

“Julia-chan’s tummy too full of juice!” she giggled. “Smell like oysters!”

I mock-punched her on the shoulder as we got up to get ready for the next scene. I sat in the makeup chair as she applied some dark eyeliner, and two big fake eyelashes. She rubbed my face clean with an alcohol pad.

“Next is Yazuki-san’s favorite kind of scene, he become famous for inventing. It very strange but men like it a lot. Have to be right kind of girl for it though.”

I nodded thoughtfully as we picked out some lingerie to wear, and I started to climb into it. “Exactly what goes on now?”

“Girl lay down on bench, and she put mask on her face, one of those masks for swimming underwater, I think called scooby mask?”

I grinned as I corrected her. “Scuba”.

“Yes, scuba. But mask open, and mens shoot juice into. It fills up, get in eyes. You like or not in eyes?”

“It’s OK. It doesn’t seem to bother me much, but I’ve heard that some girls hate it since it stings. I don’t know, it’s just never been that bad for me, I guess.” I shrugged as I pulled the nylon up my leg and fastened it to the garter clasps. I stood and looked at myself in the mirror, glancing back over my shoulder to check out my butt.

“Julia-chan most pretty girl, like all America. You so pretty . . . sexy clothes look very very good on you, lucky we Japanese smaller than big Americans, it fit nice.” I blushed and hugged her to my side.

“Oh, it’s nothing. You are very pretty too, believe me. Most American guys would love a little girl like you for their girlfriend.”

We walked down the hall to the next studio, my heels clacking on the tile floor. It felt a little strange to be walking among all the other people who were fully clothed, but I’d gotten used to it. There was a long line of guys, men really, standing in single file all down the hallway and then snaking into a big room. I peeked in as we hurried by, it was packed with dozens and dozens of guys. It suddenly dawned on me that they were all for this scene. Some of the guys looked me over, others seemed shy and looked away.

The studio room was small, with a shiny wood floor. A big wide bench sat in the middle of the room, with one end of it angled up a little bit so I wouldn’t be laying flat on my back. Komiko and another little girl helped me lay down on it and get situated. Someone I couldn’t see, from the back top of my head, lowered a rubber-edged scuba mask down over my face, getting it positioned correctly. The rubber border ran across my forehead and then down across my face, from cheek to cheek, and over the bridge of my nose. The man took my hands and placed them on the edge of the mask, instructing me to hold the mask down steady.

“You hold tight. Not let go. Must be tight, no leak.” he growled at me, and I complied, pressing the mask down firmly onto my face.

There was some movement and commotion around me, but I couldn’t really see what was happening with the mask blocking so much of my vision. I felt someone pull my legs apart gently, exposing my pussy lips. Then I felt the vibrator bulb being lightly laid on my clitty and that felt nice and sexy. I tried to relax.

In a moment, I saw the head of a penis come into view over my eyes, and it shot a couple of strong, warm streams of semen in to the mask, the liquid pooling across my forehead. As soon as it left, another peeked over the rim and dribbled several big drops on to me. Before he’d even finished, a pink helmet appeared and shot three forceful streams right in to my left eyeball. It splashed around the inside of the mask.

Meanwhile, my pussy was feeling better and better! Whoever was running that big vibrator knew what he or she was doing, as I rapidly built up to a nice orgasm, my hips shaking and quivering. My pussy lips leaked wetness onto the bench fabric below me, and my hands gripped the edges.

Over and over, the rain of pearly white semen dripped down onto the top of my face into the mask. I felt the warm liquid slosh around on the edges, gradually building up more and more. It felt weird to feel the semen start to pool and build up. Within a few minutes, both of my eye sockets were completely covered with the cloudy liquid, and I blinked my eyes repeatedly. The world became nothing except a big white cloud. It felt like I was trying to see through fog. I tilted my head from side to side, but was careful to make sure the mask stayed on tight. I could feel some of the slippery sperms leak through the edges, but not much. After another couple of minutes, I was pretty much blind – I couldn’t see a thing. I closed my eyes around the musky thick liquid and just lay there.

I orgasmed again from the vibrator at my clit, moaning softly. I could hear the commotion around me as men moved in closer to shoot their juice and then moved away. The sound of the jets of semen splashing into the pool of it was a constant ‘squelch – squelch – squelch’ in my ears, though often drowned out by the low murmur of the crowd around me. I felt so disconnected from reality – couldn’t see a thing through the milky haze, the buzzing of the vibrator at my crotch acted to drown out any other sensations I had. I could feel my hips thrusting up and down in sympathy as I tried to fuck the angry knob of the vibe. The aroma of the dozens and dozens of ejaculations being dripped and shot into the hollow opening of the mask on my face assailed my sense of smell. Suddenly, I felt someone approach me, touching my left hand tentatively with their own. It felt small and delicate, I assumed it was probably Komiko. The hand entwined with mine, and I felt a thin tube being pressed into my fingers. Another hand held my chin gently, and I felt someone push the other end of the tube between my lips.

“Suck”, I heard Komiko command. I did, and was rewarded in a heartbeat with a rush of cool, clumpy Japanese semen squirting onto my tongue. I was supposed to suck all the semen out of the mask and swallow it down. It was kind of gross, but I just kept on sucking through the straw and gulping down my mouthful every few seconds. I heard Japanese voices mumbling approvingly as I did, my gulps loud and clear enough for the camera to pick up. Five, six, seven full mouthfuls of congealing sperm slid down my throat and pooled warmly in my belly. Still I sucked on the straw, slurping up all the liquid until I could feel there was very little left in the mask, my eyes blinked open, the white curtain gradually opening up. I felt full, bloated, and even a little nauseated, actually. That was a LOT of sperm to suck down. Someone pulled the mask away from my face, and I rubbed the semen away from my eyeballs with my hands, spreading the small amount still left around my eyes to completely cover my face. Komiko helped me sit up, chattering like a little girl.

“Julia-chan, Director Yazuki-san very happy, you do very good, much juices swallowed down, many many. We all very glad you do this, it be finest scene in AV for a long time” she gushed, hugging my sweaty and kind of smelly body to her. We walked hand in hand back to the dressing room, where I sat and gratefully accepted her offer of a bottle of water.

I gulped a cool mouthful. “Blecccch!” I mumbled, smiling, “Some of that crap was icky!” We giggled at my experience as I finished the bottle of water, rinsing the clammy and salty taste of those billions of little Japanese wrigglers out of my mouth.

I motioned that I had to pee, and Komiko showed me the toilet. As I sat and tinkled, she watched, fascinated.

“I’m almost afraid to ask how many that was. It seemed like a million!” I asked her. She shook her head.

“Don’t know – have to go ask Yazuki-san.”

I nodded, and finished up, drying myself. “I think I’ll hop in the shower, I’m still a bit sweaty and raunchy.” I said to Komiko. She looked puzzled at my choice of words.

“Raunchy. Dirty, smelly, ugly, gross. . .uh, what else . . .” I tried to explain. But my Japanese friend nodded.

“Oh, yes, ok, ‘lanchy’ she pronounced, sounding more like salad dressing than slime. I grinned.

A few minutes later, I felt somewhat refreshed and cleaner. We sat on the sofa in the dressing room and chatted, and I felt my tummy rumbling with the huge pool of semen slowly sloshing around in it. I rubbed it absent-mindedly, and Komiko noticed.

“Next scene no more gokkun, no eating.” she said. “You take bukkake this time, sit calmly for juicey men.”

I nodded. That I could handle. We sat in silence for a minute, the only sound in the room was my tummy rumbling and burbling.

The director guy, Yazuki, came in rubbing his hands together gleefully. “Julia-chan, very very good scene there. You take amazing video, it will be huge in marketplace, you’ll see.” His eyes were all crinkly and he reminded me of that guy on the Karate kid movies, “wax on…wax off”. I guess I was the one getting waxed on.

Komiko asked him in Japanese what was the number of hits.

“Julia-chan do 178 juice men in scene. Most ever in history. So good, so good! Some come back second time, as we have 150 mens total.” He seemed pleased with himself as he hopped from side to side on his feet. I gulped. Goddam that was a lot of sperm! No wonder it took me ten minutes to drink it all! My stomach felt a little queasy, actually. Counting the bukkake this morning, I’d now had almost four hundred guys come in my mouth or on my face so far today! And we weren’t finished yet!

I hugged Komiko, and turned to Yazuki-san.

“What is next?” He looked at me and grinned.

“Do you like girls?” He smiled at Komiko. “Komiko-chan say she very much want to make love with you, if alright.”

I looked at the cute little Japanese doll and raised my eyebrows. “Wow! I didn’t know!” I smiled at her and moved closer to hug her to me.

“Sure! Whatever you want, I’d love to play with Komiko!” I grinned. We ran over to the racks of costumes and clothing, excitedly picking at all the colorful stuff they had. Acting like a couple of giddy school girls, (which I guess we were!) we held up fancy dresses and skirts and tops and all sorts of sexy grownup lingerie stuff, until we finally found outfits that we both liked – I picked out a bright red sparkly garter belt with stockings that had the same kind of sparkles, and red high heels with a panty that matched, and a bra with just little cups to hold my boobs, and Komiko found a really cute black corset-bustier thing that came up and crossed over her cute little boobs and had a thong panty that left her little pussy open to the world. When she slipped her little shorts off, I noticed that she was shaved smooth and bare just like me.

“Komiko, you’re shaved! Cool! I thought all Japanese girls let their hair grow out?” I asked, playfully.

“Yes, Julia-chan, many of older girls do not shave their flower. But younger girls like me, many do. We like better. Remember, we can not show flower in video, it always blurred out. So not as important. But I always shave since it started, I like the smooth feeling.”

I nodded. “Me too!” We finished getting changed in to our outfits, it must have looked comical, two tiny little girls barely five feet tall, leaning on each other to pull on stockings and underwears, and then giggling as we stepped into high heels. We ran down the hallway to the studio room that Mr Yazuki pointed out to us. It looked like a regular old room, with a bunch of couches along the walls, and two big grey mats on the floor that had some suspicious looking stains on them. I tried to ignore them, and Komiko and I stood there in the middle of the floor, looking a bit self-conscious. She leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“Julia-chan, just follow my lead. I will show you what they like to see.” She pushed down on my shoulders, and we both fell to our knees in the middle of the mat. She started rubbing and stroking my body, from my hips up to my shoulders, and I did the same for her. She leaned in and kissed me, and tried to suck my tongue out of my mouth! I kissed her back, and just closed my eyes to enjoy the soft feeling of this little Japanese girl, only a few years older than me. I felt her fingertips graze across my boobs, tweaking at my nipples and pulling them out gently, to get hard and pebbly on the upper edge of the bra cups. I kissed back, sucking at her tongue myself, and running my hands up and down her body too. Gradually, we sank down until we were both laying on our sides, face to face, kissing and making out like bandits. I felt Komiko’s hand slide down and start to gently rub my coochie, and a shudder ran through me. Her touch was feather-light and almost not even there. I twisted my hips and tried to push myself against her fingers, but she kept pulling back and teasing me. I groaned into her mouth, and used my free hand to reach for her little peach. I found it wet and dripping, and I slowly wormed one finger up into her, rubbing her slippery wetness over and around her clitty. I felt her shiver under my touch.

Gradually, Komiko rolled me over so that she lay on top of me, then she went to her knees and pulled my own legs apart, dipping her head down to swipe her tongue right across my clitty. I groaned and shivered, and she bent down and captured my pussy lips with her mouth and started licking and sucking at me. I laid my head back flat on the mat and then pulled at her hips until she was straddling my face, her legs to either side of my neck and shoulders, I could barely reach up to lick and kiss her own fragrant, wet lips. I pushed my tongue into her as best I could, feeling her shake with desire as we licked each other.

Then, I heard a commotion and rustling in the room, and before I knew what was happening, I saw knees come down on either side of us, and a thin but very hard penis slid into the opening right above my face. I heard Komiko grunt, and then her lover grabbed her hips and began roughly fucking her, her hips trembling and shaking with the force of the attack. In moments, I saw the man push himself fully into her and moan something in Japanese, and I watched him tremble and shoot his cum right up into the little girl's pussy. As he pulled out, a stream of white followed, dripping wetly onto me directly below their union. It fell on my lips and face, and I licked my lips, tasting the salty discharge. Komiko swiveled her hips down, pushing her crotch into my face and rubbing it around, my tongue pushing into her as she did.

She rose up, and another penis entered her, and I figured this was going to be the routine. I started counting in my head. Of course, Komiko continued to lick me when she was able, and we both gave each other very nice orgasms every few minutes. One time I kicked my legs out as I climaxed, and almost knocked over a Japanese man who was standing in front of Komiko! LOL

Soon, my face was covered with semen dripping from Komiko’s well-used pussy, and she was sweating and quivering with orgasms all the time. She really liked being fucked, it seemed. I swallowed a bunch of the sperms as they leaked out of her, and let the rest cover my face and neck where it fell. It was so nasty and sexy – seeing so much fucking so close up was really neat! Her little pussy lips would quiver and get all red and pink from the pounding, and then when the penis came out, it dragged all of his sperms and her juice out with it. I’d lick at where they were joined, and I could feel her heat as she got sexed by all those men.

After 32 fuckings, she just collapsed on me, exhausted. There were no more men for a while. We were both pretty well fucked out by then anyway, I think poor little Komiko must have orgasmed about twenty times, and I had a bunch too. The mat was splattered with drops of cum all over, and I was soaked. We just lay there, breathing hard, trying to come to our senses. Then the lights dimmed, and I heard Mr Yazuki say something in Japanese, which I guess was “Cut!”.

Twenty minutes later, Komiko and I sat on the sofa, robes on, having cleaned up and freshened up with showers. We looked and felt almost human! And then two guys came up with huge bunches of flowers and bowed to us and gave us the flowers, and Komiko actually cried she was so happy. They all chattered away in Japanese, and I just sat there with a goofy look on my face since I didn’t understand a word of it. But the flowers smelled nice.

There isn’t much else about my Japanese adventure to report – Daddy, Spencer and I went back to the hotel that night, and I fell asleep around 7 pm, with a tummy full of Japanese cum, and a pussy full of Daddy and Spencer’s! It felt so good to fall asleep between my two men. The next afternoon, we flew back home, which of course seemed to take forever. A few weeks later, Daddy got a box in the mail, and it was my DVD. I was SOOOOO excited to see it! They had a picture of me and Komiko on the cover, but of course I couldn’t read any of the writing on it since it was all in Japanese. But Spencer said that Mr Yazuki was very pleased with the movie, and that we’d made a new record for the number of bukkake ‘hits’ on one girl in one movie. Overall, there was almost 600 orgasms from the juice men in the movie! I was kinda proud of that, knowing that this little American girl had done more than any of the famous Japanese idols ever! We watched the movie, and I spent most of the time with my head in Spencer’s lap with his Perfect Penis in my mouth. I managed to suck four super orgasms out of him while he watched me in the movie, and then he laid me down on the floor and ate my pussy until I was breathless and had to push his head away from so many orgasms.

It sure is a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!

Chapter 27 - Pool Guys and Plugs

The rest of the summer was really nice. Daddy decided to have a pool put in the back yard, so that was cool. The pool company came over one day about two weeks after we got back from Japan, and it was neat watching the big machines dig a huge hole, and then drop a ready-made big fiberglass pool right into the hole. After the big work was done, there was about 10 really cute guys working at the final details, so of course I had to flirt and have fun with them. Daddy said they'd be there for about four days.

On the last day, I watched from my bedroom window while I planned my attack. There were three guys working with one of those smaller lawn tractor thingys with a big scoop up front, they were moving dirt around and I guess doing the landscaping around the pool. Then there were four or five guys planting some small trees and fencing around the back yard to keep other kids and dogs and stuff from falling in the pool. And there were three men laying tile and doing that kind of stuff around the pool, so we'd have a nice place to sit and walk around on. I watched them all for about twenty minutes, and then decided to go see what trouble I could get into. LOL

I dug out that swimsuit that Daddy had bought me last year when we went to the water park and first met Mr Alex, and of course it was completely sexy on me - I had boobs now, and the little pieces of fabric for the top were not much bigger than band-aids. And the bottom part that fit over my coochie only covered about half of it, and I swear to God my lips showed on either side! I jumped in the shower and shaved real close and smooth first, didn't want any fuzz to show! As I put the suit on, I smiled with the thought that pretty soon I'd be making a bunch of cute college guys and men drool over me like a wolf with a T-bone steak! I got the suit on and checked myself out in the mirror. Trust me, that suit didn't cover anything hardly at all, I may as well have gone out there naked! I stepped into a pair of white heels that made my ass look really tight and round, and walked down to the kitchen, where I grabbed a big glass of iced tea and my sunglasses and a book. 'Perfect!', I thought.

I slid open the door to the back patio, and was a little disappointed to see that the guys didn't even turn to look my way. 'Maybe they didn't hear me ' I thought, 'cause the little tractor thing was making a racket. I walked across to a spot on the edge of the patio, and dropped myself onto a lounge chair, putting my iced tea on the little table next to me. I opened the book and pretended to read while I scoped out the guys. I rattled my glass on the table top, and finally one guy leaning on a shovel looked over at me. He just glanced at me, and then I saw him turn his head and look even closer, and then I knew I had him. I decided to play. I had my legs straight out in front of me, but then spread them open and put my feet flat on the ground on either side. I snuck a look down, and my suit bottoms had wedged up in between my pussylips, and you could see the outside lips just as clear as day. Since I had my sunglasses on, you couldn't tell where I was looking, and I kept my eyes on the first guy. I watched him walk over to one of the other guys and they both looked at me sideways trying not to be too obvious, but I could tell they were checking me out. I pretended to be reading the book while keeping an eye on them. After a couple of minutes, there were three of them scoping me out, and they started walking closer and closer. Then they really got brave. Two of the guys just walked right up to me on the lounge chair.

"Hi, there. I'm Brian . . ." one of the guys said as he stood over me, his shadow crossing my body at right angles.

"Julia - nice to meet you." I said back, moving my legs back up to the lounge cushion. I sat up a little bit, making sure they could see my boobs the way I wanted them to.

"That's a very pretty bathing suit you have, Julia. You're really cute in it!" the other guy said. "My name's Roger."

I reached up to shake his hand.

"You don't think it's too small for me?" I asked, smiling my best smile at them.

"Oh no, not at all!" they chorused together. I played with the little triangle of cloth covering my left nip, and "accidentally" let it pop out for a second.

"Ooops! Sorry!" I blushed, as I watched their throats swallow and their pants front start to bulge. Just what I wanted. "Those darn things pop out at the worst times!" I giggled.

"You're very pretty, Julia. Your boyfriend is a lucky guy!" the one named Brian said.

I lied. "I don't have a boyfriend right now. Most guys my age are only interested in playing video games or watching Star Wars on TV. . ." I drifted off.

"Wow, that's too bad" the other one said. By now there were two other guys standing over me. "This is Charley, and Jim", they were introduced as. Charley was a very nice looking black guy with about a hundred gleaming white teeth as he smiled at me.

"Awful hot out here, isn't it?" one said. "That tea looks nice and cool."

"Here - have a taste!" I said, reaching over and handing the glass to him, and he took a big swig.

"Thanks!" he gushed, handing it back to me. I took the glass and 'accidentally' held it right against my left boob. In two seconds, my nipple was hard. Then, a drop of water fell off the glass, and hit me right on the suit bottoms,

"Ooops!" I squeaked, and let my finger run down and swipe up the drop of water on my suit, and then I brought my finger to my mouth and sucked it.

"Ummm, good!" I giggled. Their faces got red as tomatoes.

"This heat really sucks, doesn't it?" I whispered, emphasizing the 'sucks', and licking my lips. Then I picked up my glass again and went to turn to the other side of the lounge chair, moving my legs back to the ground. As I leaned towards the second guy, I "accidentally" sloshed the glass, and splashed a bunch of tea right into his crotch.

"Oh my god!" I shrieked, "I'm so sorry . . ." I went to brush his front off and let my fingers linger on the nice feeling bulge that I found. I looked up at him.

"Ummmm, what do we have here?" I said with a shy grin. "Are you guys that happy to see me?" They were silent, just mumbling and moving around. I let my hand brush up and down across the guy's zipper flap.

"oh my god, you're really big . . ." I breathed quietly, even though he didn't seem to be. I looked up at him, all innocent and doe-eyed.

"Can I . . . see it . . .?" I was really laying it on thick, and could almost not help grinning.

As I spoke, I reached up and slid his zipper down and didn't even wait for approval - after all, I didn't think he was going to say 'No', right? I reached in and wormed my fingers around until I got his penis free, it was getting hard pretty quickly, it seemed. I finally popped it out and it hit me right on the tip of my nose. That made me smile!

It was deathly silent as I stuck my tongue out and licked the very tip of it. A bead of pre-cum oozed out of the head, which I gathered up onto my tongue and brought back to my mouth.

"oh my god" he breathed. "Are you sure you should be doing this, I mean, like, you're kinda young-" one guy started to say. I just looked over at him and made a face like I was sad.

"Oh, ok, I can stop if you think I should. . ." I teased.

"We just don't want to get in any trouble with your Dad or anything . . ."

"Is my Daddy home?" I asked.

"Ummm . . . no, I guess he isn't." one said.

"Are you going to tell on me?" I asked brightly.

"Ummm . . no, I guess not" he answered.

"And does YOUR girlfriend like to suck on your penis?"

"Well, she does, sometimes, yeah . . ."

"And does she eat your cum?" I heard the intake of breath all around on that one.

"Sometimes . . ."

"But not always?"

"Not always."

"I always swallow. Spitters are Quitters, you know what I mean?" I knew I had them now.

"I likeee . . ." I breathed as I popped the head of his penis in my mouth and started sucking. Well, you'd have thought I opened up the floodgates. Suddenly I was surrounded by six horny guys with their penises out of their zippers, all pointing directly at me. It was like a dick forest! I reached out and got two in my hands, as I felt the others crowd in. I felt penises rubbing on my hair, and on my cheeks, even, leaving wet trails as they went. The guys were crowding around me so much it was all I could do to move my lips back and forth on the penis in my mouth. I switched, turning to the one on my left, and gave him a nice suck for a minute or two. Then I had one of the pretty black ones in my right hand, so I switched over to it. I wanted to show off in front of these older guys, so I forced my face down over the big brown penis, taking more than half of it into my mouth and throat. I could hear the guys breathing heavy and watching my every move.

I slobbered and sucked, moving from penis to penis. One of them was kind of small, and one was really pretty big (not as big as my Spencer , of course!) but they were all nice. Two of the guys weren't circumsized, and it felt weird to have so much extra skin to shuck back and forth when I handled them. I felt hands reach down and start to rub and tweak my boobs, and I let them undo the strings and expose my whole boob. Fingers pinched my nipples, making my clit vibrate and I moaned in pleasure. I really loved having so many guys all playing with me at the same time. Grunts and groans and wet slippery sucking sounds were all I could hear, as I went from guy to guy. Within a few minutes, I had drool and spit all running down my front, and I could tell that the guys were getting pretty close. I grabbed one penis and just started fucking my face with it, going down as far as I could on it, almost making myself choke and gag. I felt the guy put his hands on either side of my head and start moving my face back and forth. I hummed in approval and just let go.

Suddenly he muttered, "oh shit, I'm gonna cum . . ." and I felt his penis twitch and a big warm splash of very hot and very salty semen shot against the back of my mouth. I choked in surprise, and gulped down the blast, just in time to feel another splurt across the back of my tongue. I pulled back and opened my mouth so he could watch his penis shoot sperm into it. I felt it covering my tongue, and I gulped a second mouthful. Suddenly the guy to my right started grunting, and I quickly turned my head to him, just in time. A hot splat of sperm rocketed across my lip, half in my mouth and half across my cheek on the other side. I got my lips around his head and sucked hard, pulling several hot squirts of sperms into my hungry mouth, swallowing them down.

I turned again, and popped the next penis in, and drained this boy in a few moments. His semen was very hot and tasted fresh, a little bit like pool water, ha ha ha..

Five minutes later, I was finished. I sat there on the lounge chair, panting, dripping semen from both sides of my face, one big blob sliding down across my forehead. My boobs were spotted with drips and drabs of my spit and the guy's cum. I rubbed it in with a sexy smile, and decided to leave my suit tops off, tweaking my sore little berry nipples until they popped out all proud and swollen.

I swallowed a few times, chasing the six loads of semen with a nice cool swig of iced tea. I was leaning back, my hands on the sides of the chair at my hips while my legs wrapped around the strong shoulders of one of the boys, who was busy licking my hot pussy. He felt soooooo good. I rubbed up against his mouth and chin, shuddering with an orgasm that nearly made me cry out. I had my hands in his hair, pulling him into me and grinding away until I had another good cum.

Finally, though, I was finished. I was sweating like a hooker in church, my body dripping with various kinds of fluids. The guys were all very thankful, kissing the top of my head and saying I was their favorite 'little girl' and all. I smiled at them and got myself together again, and lay there for about a half hour, letting the warm sun soak into me and turn the drips and lines of semen into dry white flakes. I loved being topless out in the sun, feeling the warmth on my tummy from the sun on the outside, and the loads of semen on the inside. Ummmmmm . . .

Daddy let me go to Spencer's nearly every weekend, and all we did was make love over and over. We went out to dinner, and to movies, and plays, and to the museums and all the neat things to see in the city. Of course, Spencer, being the horn dog that he is, also took me to gloryholes and clubs for sex nearly every weekend too. We had one very special weekend where I told him that I wanted his Perfect Penis in my body somehow or somewhere for at least twelve hours a day, and that I wanted to drink every drop that came out of it. So we spent Saturday morning in bed, and I swallowed his cum, it was hot and salty but felt so warm in my tummy. We watched TV for a couple of hours after lunch, and I just lay right across his belly with his Perfection in my mouth. It started off soft but heck, it didn't take him long to get nice and hard. He watched the baseball game, and I sucked two nice loads out of him.

After the game, we went to his bedroom and he made sweet glorious love to me for hours. He kissed very inch of my body from my toes to my head, stroking my body with his hands and making me shiver. He licked up my legs and I nearly peed myself when he started kissing and licking me behind my knees. Spencer flipped me over onto my tummy and pushed my legs apart, and started kissing up one side of my thigh and then the other. His strong hands grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled them apart, until I felt the cool air on my butt hole. I felt him licking up one side and then the other and I squirmed from side to side with anticipation and dread. I couldn't help pushing my hips up off the bed at him. He kept nibbling and kissing and sucking, I was going mad!

"Spencer ! I hate you!!!" I giggled at him, scrunching my fists into the sheets at my head. "Stop teasing me!" I breathed, doing everything I could to encourage him to continue.

I felt his hot breath on my butt, and then he blew cool air across it and I felt his tongue start to tap on my little butthole, spreading spit and trying to get in. I "ummmmmm'ed" and "ahhhhhhh'ed" as I squirmed around, and he just kept on insisting that I let him put his tongue up my butt! What could I do?

My little hole finally opened up a bit and I felt him lick and kiss and suck all around there. My butt was getting soaked, and then I felt his tongue go away and one of his fingers wormed in and started rotating around a little bit, opening me up. It felt sooooo marvelous, I just closed my eyes and relaxed my butt as much as I could, trying desperately to just melt right into the mattress.

I felt Spencer's finger move around just inside of me, just an inch or so, and then suddenly I was empty back there. I wriggled my butt, then felt an even bigger intrusion, as Spencer added another finger. Now I was starting to feel a little weirder, and he started pushing his fingers in and out of me. I was moaning into the pillow. My opening was stretched wider and wider. I felt him drool some spit on to my butt.

Then the two fingers left. It only took a second, but I felt Spencer's Perfect Penis then, nudging up against my butthole. I wriggled side to side and tried to open up for him. I felt him grab my butt cheeks and spread them apart, and his Penis kept pushing. I felt like a bug with a pin through it. Then all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain, and Spencer's cock head broke through my opening and paused there. I tried to adjust. A little tear came to one eye, I couldn't help it, and I felt so bad that I couldn't just open up and let his Perfect Penis into my butt like he wanted.

I winced and clutched at the sheets, whimpering quietly so Spencer wouldn't hear me. I pushed my hips back up towards him, forcing another inch or two of his Perfection in to my butt, and I heard him moan in pleasure, I think. I gritted my teeth and pushed back again. He was holding himself steady, letting me impale myself on his Penis at my own rate. I exhaled and then pulled forwards a bit and then pushed back even more again.

Over and over, back and forth, a quarter-inch at a time, I gradually worked myself completely onto his Penis. It took several minutes, and I was covered in sweat by the time I finished, and my ass felt like it was on fire! I felt so full, and yet I was proud of myself, a little girl, for taking my boyfriend's huge Perfect Penis all the way up my butt. I wriggled my ass around, and felt Spencer take my hips in his hands again, and then I murmured to him, "Pul . . .puleze . . . pull-ease . . .ffuck mmm-me. . .fuck my . . . .ass . . ."

He did. Oh god, he did. He pulled back nearly all the way, and then slammed himself back into my ass in one huge push, driving me down into the mattress, making the breath 'whoooosh' out of me and making me cry out in pain/pleasure. His Penis felt like it was hammering into my lungs. He pulled back again, and slammed into me again, even harder. I shrieked, and then I felt him pull my hips up off the bed and he reached around my waist and I felt his strong fingers on one hand start to pinch and rub my clitty, forcing my pussy to flutter in response. The world blurred in my teary eyes, as his Penis pounded in and out of my defenseless asshole, and his fingers rubbed my clitty back and forth and up and down. My pussy exploded in a strong climax and my legs vibrated under him, muscles clenching and nerves on fire. Still he punished me, his Perfect Penis plowing into my bowels over and over, my ass first resisting then accepting, and finally needing, his massive shaft, blood-filled muscle and tendons pounding into me.

It could have been a few minutes or an hour, I couldn't tell any more, time was just broken to me, it seemed, his Perfect Penis laying waste to my asshole, his fingers pulling one massive orgasm after another out of my poor weeping pussy. The bed creaked and groaned in resistance, his pummeling of my poor body driving it over and over into the wall.

Then, he started pounding into me and holding himself fully seated in my ass, his full ten inches of masculine Perfection pounding my ass into mush. One, two, three times, I felt him sink fully in and then his Perfect Penis quivered and expanded and I felt a huge, hot, wet stream of his Love squirting into my innards, coating my walls with white sperm, soothing the heated furnace with white balm. I felt three, then four, then five massive jets of his Perfect Semen get blasted into me, and I welcomed every single sperm into my body, never to let them go. He groaned and collapsed over me, my tiny body squashed into the bed, and I squeaked, the pleasure wracking my own body as well. He breathed, hot and heavy onto my neck.

"Sweetie? . . ." I heard him whisper after a moment.

"Umm-hmmmmm?" I just murmured quietly, basking in the afterglow of that stupendous fucking.

"Hold on tight, ok?"

"Umm-hmmmmm?" I barely got out when I felt it.

"Hold on tight!" he said as he slowly slid out of me, slapping me on the butt and rolling over to the side of the bed. He reached into the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out one of my butt plugs that I keep there, one with a big red jewel on the end. He offered me the shiny end.

"Get it wet." he said, and I opened my mouth and slobbered all over it.

I felt the cool metal press up against my tightly clenched butt-hole. I relaxed just enough, and Spencer pushed the shiny plug up into me. Once it seated, I grunted and turned to him, my lips needing a kiss.

"That's really wild, Spencer , where'd you learn to do that?" I asked, wide-eyed.

"Oh, a while ago. Not important." He grinned.

I reached up for his hug, and he lifted me right out of the bed.

"Stand up for a sec, let's see how that's holding. Feel full?" he asked, holding my hands out from my sides and letting me spin around slowly.

"Oh man, yeah. You musta shot a gallon into me!" I smiled. I turned and tried to see down my thighs from the front.

"It looks like it's holding. Are you still clenching?" he asked, and I shook my head.

"Nope. I'm kinda relaxed or so I think." It was odd, standing there with a plug in my butt, feeling a little bit bloated, knowing there was a gallon of cum sloshing around in me! LOL!!!

"Good! 'Cause we're going out!" he laughed, and slapped me on the butt. He tossed a small jeans miniskirt at me. "Put this on, and a crop top, babe."

With some hesitation, I slipped on the skirt and found a top to wear. I stepped into some white heels, which helped keep my butt up high and tight. We hit the elevators, and within a few minutes, we were at one of the little restaurants that Spencer and I love to eat at. A man led us to a table off to the side, looking at me a little oddly as I kinda waddled to the table. I sat, gingerly, and Spencer grinned at me, the meany-head.

"Want something to drink? Water, iced tea? . . ." he smiled.

"NO!" I almost shouted, red-faced.

He ordered two house salads and lobster for him and a small steak for me, and a glass of ice water anyway, the stinker.

The salad was pretty good, actually, and I finished it all. Finally, Spencer relented, grinning like a fool.

"Ok, sweetie, you can go to the ladies room and release everything. Make sure to be clean!" he whispered to me. I almost ran, and luckily there weren't any other women in the restroom. I burst into the first stall, lifted my skirt up to my waist and reached behind me to pull out the plug. Groaning, I finally got it loose and then sat down. The rush of warm cum out of my butt was about the most relaxing thing I'd ever done! But it stung a little bit LOL! I squirted for a long moment and finally dripped out the last of it.

I cleaned my butt real good, and then ran hot soapy water over the butt plug, washing it off real good too. Then I realized that I had no place to put it while I walked back out to Spencer ! (And yes, I know, I could have just shoved it back up my butt, but my butt was already pretty sore and wore out from the marvelous fucking I'd gotten from my Spencer . . . LOL!)

I hid it in my palm as best I could and walked quickly back to our table. The steak was excellent!

Later that night, we relaxed on the big sofa in his apartment. Spencer had on a nice silk robe, and I was naked, as usual. He liked me to be naked when we were in his place, and I liked that feeling. I was on his right side, snuggling up against him, his arm around my shoulders. I had his beautiful Penis in my right hand, slowly sliding my little hand up and down his marvelously hard and firm shaft. I never got tired of feeling and looking at his gorgeous Penis. The soft skin around it, so clean and smooth and tan, like velvet almost, and the steely hard firm muscle underneath, the strong, wide veins running along the bottom of it, the beautiful flared head with its ring of pinkish flesh, the little divide running up from the bottom underside, and the tiny mouth-like opening at the tip of the head, where I'd managed to pull a nice big bead of pre-cum out. I leaned down to lick it off, my tongue letting the bubble spread out over my taste buds. It was hot, and salty, and slippery, just like I loved. I shifted my body around and switched hands, sliding down on his chest a little bit. My left hand now started shucking his shaft, while I reached down and cradled his Beautiful Balls in my right. I loved rolling the huge, sperm-rich Balls around in my fingers, feeling them move around in their protective sack. Spencer's ball-sack was smooth and hairless, like I liked it, and I loved feeling those two parts of his marvelous masculinity move around on my fingertips. Plus, I knew that the longer I played with them, the more of his scrumptious, salty, spermy semen he'd make for me. I twirled and twiddled them around, even pinching one or the other ever so slightly now and then, getting a grunt and a groan from Spencer. His balls were size of ripe plums, filling again with his hot, delicious sperm for me. I decided to take my time, drawing out not just his pleasure, but mine as well.

I leaned down and let my lips close over just the very end of his Perfection, locking them tight around the ring of pink flesh that rimmed his glans. My tongue swiped back and forth over the opening, drawing another rich bead of pre-cum up out of him, letting its hot slipperiness flow over the inside of my lips. I slowly jacked back and forth, tightening my grip each time my little hand reached the top of his Perfect shaft, pushing big bubbles of pre-cum up out of his cock. I'd jack for a minute or two, swipe a bubble of pre-cum off, and then stop moving my hand. I'd tighten my lips over the crown, and suck REALLY REALLY HARD, my cheeks compressing until I could feel the inside of my cheek against his hard wet glans. While I sucked, I pulled back on his ball-sack, making room, willing the big round eggs to fill up with as much tasty semen as possible.

Spencer snaked his arm around and cupped my boobie, pinching my nipple just enough to make me shiver and groan noiselessly. We fell into a funky rhythm. I'd SUCK HARD and he'd PINCH. Then I'd relax and bathe his Penis with my saliva, washing it with my tongue, and he'd roll my hard nipple between his fingers and squeeze my boobie lovingly. Then I'd SUCK HARD again, and he'd PINCH.

On about the fourth or fifth cycle like that, a very nice little orgasm snuck up on me and made my clitty vibrate like mad for a moment. I shivered and shook, closing my eyes in pleasure, letting the great feelings radiate out from my pussy and boobs. It felt SOOOO good.

I took a deep breath for a second, and then pushed my face down onto his Penis a few inches, letting the crown slide wetly across the roof of my mouth, my cheeks caving in as I sucked hard. Now I could move my lips back and forth across an inch of two of his Perfect shaft, while my right hand shucked his velvety skin back and forth, my fist lightly punching my lips when I got out of synch. Meanwhile, I felt his Beautiful Balls rolling and tumbling around in my other hand, pumping up, filling with hot wet salty semen for me. Spencer's hips were just lightly pushing up into my face now, off of the sofa cushion. He continued to knead and rub and squeeze my boobie, which made me feel ever so good.

I was really working over the tip of his Perfect Penis. My tongue and lips were slaving over it, slobbering my spit, making it nice and wet and slippery. Meanwhile, my left hand was still rubbing and jerking, not too hard, just sliding back and forth in a regular rhythm, I loved feeling his soft skin sliding over that hard mass of muscle underneath. Spencer pinched my nipple again and I moaned through my full mouth.

Suddenly, Spencer sat up, and I felt him grab me around the rib cage, twisting my body under his until he was kneeling over me, my head resting on one of the arms of the sofa, the rest of my body stretched out beneath him. His knees straddled my waist, and I felt him hold the top of my head with one strong hand, while the other held is Perfection at my lips.

"Open . . . " he gutturally moaned. I did, my eyes sparkling at his, then I looked down his muscled and chiseled body until I could focus on the gorgeous fleshy Pole of Perfection just inches from my wet lips. I stuck my tongue out to lick at it, but he held himself just out of reach, my frustration noted by little whimpers and moans of despair and denial. I tried desperately to reach him with my mouth, but he's so strong I had no chance. I could smell his male aroma, little droplets of his pre-cum flying out to land softly and wetly on my face, one hit my eye and I blinked in surprise. My hands, trapped beneath his groin, found my own damp wetness and I madly pulled and rubbed at my cunt, one finger dancing my clit from side to side, another two thrust as far up in to me as I could reach. I angled my hips up, trying to get more of myself around my fingers. I dug my heels into the sofa cushion, moaning and crying.

Spencer fisted his Penis strongly, his hand sliding up and down from the Root to the very Tip, teasingly just out of my reach. My hips quaked and I felt the orgasm start at the tips of my toes and begin to consume my being, radiating up, closer and closer. I cried as he teased me unmercifully.

"Pl. . . .pul . . .ungh . . . pleeeeeeze . . . ogod I . . . " I moaned, the orgasm just seconds from hitting, and then it did, I felt my clitty vibrate and the sparks flew out as my fingers wormed it, pulling and stretching and poking, and just as I felt the top of my head start to blow off in pleasure, my eyes crossed. Spencer's Perfect Penis, my eyes locked on it just inches from my face, seemed to enlarge and expand just a bit and then the huge opening dribbled a short bubble of white semen that his jerking finger sent off to hit right on the middle of my forehead, and then a magnificent long jet of hot white sperm flew out and squirted onto the bridge of my nose right between my eyes. I flinched, and before I could even react, an even larger and bigger and hotter bolt of semen flew out and tunneled directly into my mouth, hitting with an audible 'glurk' way at the back of my throat, and I almost choked, but open-mouth gulped it right down. My orgasm hit warp speed when I did, and my whole body shook and I screamed in joy as my pussy convulsed around my fingers.

Spencer kept jerking, grunting and groaning above me. My eyes followed his Perfection as it rose up, almost imperceptibly, and ejected another long jet of white across my face, the line of semen starting at my upper lip and laying down like a highway up over my nose, into my eye socket and then up and over my eyebrow into my forehead.

He aimed lower again, into my mouth this time, and another wet rope shot across my tongue and spread salty goodness over the inside of my mouth. I closed my lips to swallow the goop, and then felt Spencer turn my head slightly, so he could blast my face with two more pulses. One went right across my cheekbones, nose, and other side of my face in a straight line, and the second plopped smartly into my eye socket, flooding my eyeball and making a cloudy white curtain in my vision.

He grunted again, and this time placed the head of The Perfect Penis on my lower lip, forcing my mouth to open and firing another heavy rope of semen right across my tongue. I licked at the tip intruding into my mouth, feeling it pulse strongly. I felt so good, so loved, so sexy, that my man was excited enough by me, a tiny little girl, to shoot so much semen into me. I rolled the hot milky blast around in my mouth while he turned my face's other side to him and painted another big line across my right cheek this time. By now, I was starting to get drenched! Maybe playing with his Balls for so long wasn't a good idea!

Meanwhile, my hands were busy in my crotch, and I was thrashing around and fucking my fingers, squelching noises coming up from my hips behind Spencer. A long, almost continuous orgasm was rolling through me, and I sqeaked and squealed as he continued to soak my face. He blasted me at least seven or eight times as I turned my face back and forth, and filled my mouth with four or five good blasts as well. By the time he sighed heavily and finished, I was one soaked little girl! He sat up and reached for his phone, clicking a bunch of shots of my cum-covered face while I smiled up at him like a goof.

"My god Spencer what the fuck!" I screeched when my mouth was finally clear of sperm. "You drowned me!" I giggled. "You'd better not show those to anybody!" I warned.

He looked down at me with a grin on his handsome face.

"Maybe. Maybe not. I know someone who'd really like to see them, and he's cool, trust me."

"Are you sure? I mean, I know we could get in a lot of trouble . . ." my voice trailed off. It was such a pain in the ass hiding our relationship. I knew all about sex laws and stuff and I knew it wouldn't be "legal" to be fucking until I was 18.

"Don't worry - he's had his own little "adventures", honey. I'm sure he's cool."

I lay there contentedly as he snapped away, and then started scraping the waves and lines of sperm off my face with my fingertips, feeding it into my mouth. It took me a while, and about three good swallows, but I finally got my face pretty clean. Spencer leaned down and gave me his lips and we kissed for long minutes, his hands roaming all over my naked body, bringing me on edge once again. I moaned into his mouth, murmuring words of love to my beautiful man, while his puddle of hot, wet, salty sperm coated my throat and stomach.

I kept his Perfection in my mouth a moment longer, bathing it with my saliva, polishing it to a shiny finish, and then slowly pulling my face out of his groin, holding his marvelous Shaft up with my tiny fingers, until the entire beautiful Penis stood before me, proud, partially hard again. I adored it with my eyes, and sleepily lay my head on his thigh next to it and laid it across my face. I curled my legs up underneath me and I slept then, hearing him snore softly above me.

Sometime in the night, he woke up and carried me into bed with him but I was so beat I didn't even wake up. It's just a good thing your face can't get pregnant.

Chapter 28 - Twelve into One Won't Go, Will it?

Well, it turned out that Spencer’s friend, you know, the one he sent those pictures to of my face absotively covered with his cum, is some guy who’s a big shot with the professional basketball team in town, the Ballers. When I found out, I was really excited! I was a huge fan, I loved watching those beautiful tall, strong men in their shorts running back and forth, sweating, jumping for baskets and everything. He called Spencer the next day, and invited us all into town for the game they had the next evening, and said we might even be able to meet the team afterwards in the locker room. I was super stoked, I jumped up and down and screamed when he told me the news. I could hardly sit still all day. I spent most of the morning with Spencer’s Penis in my mouth or my pussy, and by lunchtime I’d swallowed two loads and had one all the way up in my womb. Then I took a nice nap after lunch, and then a long, hot bubble bath and oiled my whole body, and shaved myself super super close, inspecting my poor little snatch. She’d been getting quite a workout lately! LOL

I wore the shortest dress I owned, a sparkly lycra one in red with black edging, and some nice black heels and a tiny tiny thong. The dress hugged my body like a second skin, and it had a scoop neck that came down across my boobies almost to my nipples, and if I tugged it down just right, my nips would pop out over the top and I could flash someone! I’m so bad! Spencer wore a really sharp pair of khaki slacks and a nice shirt that showed off his broad shoulders and nice firm belly. He’s so cute, I could just DIE sometimes! We took a car to the game, and we met his buddy, Lance something, and we went to the big box seats that he had for us, where we could eat and drink for free and do pretty much anything we wanted! There was a really cute girl there to be our waitress and all, she had on the same kind of outfit the dancers wore, but with high heels instead of their little sneaker things they had to dance in. Her short skirt barely came down over her butt, and the top was tight and stretched across her boobs which were nice and round but not real big.

She smiled at me as she looked me up and down, I guess she was used to seeing older girls there with guy’s Spencer’s age.

“My, you just a little sweet thing, aren’t you?” she smiled, showing about 129 teeth all white and brilliant. Her green eyes sparkled at me, and I smiled back at her with a little grin and a nod.

“Thank you. You’re very beautiful yourself, um . . Nancy.” I answered, seeing the name tag on her chest that was pinned a little farther down on her breast and a little closer to her nipple than most tags you see. I took a closer look at her. She was a brunette, with short brown hair that framed her face and just barely touched her collarbone. She was just a couple of inches taller than me, maybe 5’5” at best. She had a nice face, and a little mole just on the top of her right cheek. She had a ring in her eyebrow, and two ear rings on each ear too. I wondered if she had any more, or if she’d shit a brick if she knew I had my nips pierced.

“I like your piercing.” I nodded at her, acknowledging the silver in her forehead.

“Wow, thanks! I have more, but you can’t see them. . . . at least not yet!” she added with a smile and a laugh, touching my cheek with one slim finger. “They don’t exactly like me to show them off up here, but since Lance is a good friend, they kinda let me slide.” she explained. I nodded.

“Cool!” I grinned back at her. Spencer and I were in our seats by now, looking out the big glass windows down at the court where the game was just about starting. He had a beer, and I asked for a soda and some cheese and crackers, and we settled down to watch.

Nancy hovered around us, sometimes standing besides and even touching Spencer on the shoulder or whatever, or bending down to get him another beer. Then she’d come over and sit on her haunches next to me and whisper in my ear about the guys on the court, how they’d always be hitting on her and trying to get her to go out, but that the team absolutely forbid any of the girls or the dancers from dating the players.

“It’s a shame, too, sweetie – ‘cause I’ve seen a couple of the guys in just their towels or something, and you know, they’re really packing some hefty equipment, if you know what I mean.” She said with a grin, squeezing my arm and raising her eyebrows. “Do you have a boyfriend, sweetie?”

“Well. . .yeah, actually, I do. He’s really cute and nice and I really really like him.” I said back to her.

“Oh yeah? What’s his name?” she queried back at me.

I thought a bit. “Nance, can you keep a secret, I mean a REAL secret?” I whispered conspiratorially.

She looked at me for a second. “Sweetie, you know I can. You wouldn’t believe some of the stuff that I see up in this box.” she said, grinning like a cat that ate the canary.

I looked around, and then back at her. “It’s Spencer. He’s been my boyfriend since last year.” I said.

She looked at me with a curious eye. “Spencer ? Wow. . .” she said, hesitating. “He’s a little . . . mature for you, don’t you think?”

“Oh, you’d be surprised at how mature I am”, I responded, deciding to take the plunge. “I have piercings too, you know.” I said, leaning forward a little bit and pulling my dress away from my boobies, so she could see my rings.

She peered in and I saw her breath intake and a little ‘peep’ come out of her mouth.

“No way!” she breathed.

“Way.” I said back. “I’ve had ‘em almost a year. Cool, eh?”

She put her hand on my shoulder. “I can’t believe your parents let you get them!”

I told her it was just my Daddy, and that he was the best Daddy on the planet. She nodded.

“I got my clit done last month – my boyfriend really likes it and it makes me super hot some times.”

I told her I wanted to get a clit ring too, when I was a little older.

She hesitated for a moment. “Wanna see mine?”

I nodded, brightly. “Yeah!”

She nodded off in the direction of the little kitchette. “Come on along” she said, rising to her feet and holding her hand out to me. I took it and followed her to the kitchenette. There was a long counter top with an electric cooker thing built into it, and a sink. She walked behind it, and motioned for me to drop to my knees in front of her, with my back to the island. No one else in the box paid any attention to us. She lifted the front of her skirt and shrugged down her pink panties. I was quickly face-to-snatch with a cute bald pussy, and a really sexy ring right through the hood of her clitty, that sat down under the big pink nub. Her clit was pretty big, almost the size of my pinkie fingernail I bet. I looked at it in wonder.

“You can t- . . .touch it if you. . .you want.” She whispered.

Of course I did. I reached out tentatively, and touched the ring, and then let my fingertips brush gently down and over the ridge of her clitty. I watched fascinated as the pink bulb of nerve endings emerged from its little hood. I touched it gently again, and felt Nancy sigh and move her hips a little closer to me.

Bolder, I reached out with my tongue and tapped her with it, and she clutched my shoulders and rolled her hips at me. I swiped across her pink a few more times, and then gave it a nice kiss and stood up.

“Wow! That’s really cool, Nance. I can’t wait until I can get one.” I said to her quietly as we rearranged ourselves. She put her arm around my waist and pulled me close to her, hip to hip.

“Just be prepared – it moves around all day long and makes you horny as hell nearly all the time. You’re aware of it constantly, I mean it’s rubbing on your clit and all.” She paused. “Do you shave?”

I nodded. “Always have. Daddy and I hate-“ and I suddenly went ice cold and slapped my hand over my mouth. “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. . . oh shit Nancy you didn’t hear that-“ I croaked, deathly afraid my secret would be out and everything would be ruined.

She looked at me. “Shh. . .shh..don’t worry about a thing. Heck, I blew my step-dad every other day when I was fifteen, just about. It’s no big deal.” I relaxed and took a breath.

“We’d better get back to the game.” She said, and we joined Spencer and the rest of the people in the box. The game was just starting the second half by now, and my team was up, 69 to 52. We watched the rest of the game like normal people, cheering when we made a basket or a three pointer, and we won going away, 112 to 80. Spencer and I stood up and cheered and high-fived. My favorite player, Jonas Asbury, scored 22 points and had 15 rebounds. He was a cute, tall black guy with a very nice smile and some neat tats on his arms. Spencer and I and Nancy talked about the game and just sort of chatted for a few minutes after the game ended.

Spencer’s friend Lance finally showed up about ten minutes after the game ended. I saw him whispering to Spencer and looking over at me. Spencer looked too, and then he sort of smiled and nodded to Lance, and the two of them came over to me. Nancy touched me on my arm and said, “Honey, I have to go clean up and end my shift, and I’m outta here – got a hot date with my boyfriend. You take care, and have fun, right? If you ever wanna get together, here’s my number –“ and she scribbled a phone number on a napkin.

Spencer was beaming at me as he came over. “Hey sweetie, Lance has invited us down to the locker room to meet the team – are you interested?” he said, arching his eyebrow. “Lance says they’d really like to meet you.”

“Ummm . . . won’t they be, like, showering or something?” I said.

“Oh, no, that’s OK, they’ll be all done by now, just about.” Lance said, smiling. I nodded, and Spencer took my arm and we followed Lance to an elevator down the hall a little bit. Then we walked down this hallway for a while, past a couple of offices where people were working on computers, which Lance said was the press box and where writers and stuff did their reports. Then we got in another elevator, a smaller one, and it went down a couple of levels, and then we came out in another hallway, and walked down a little bit and then there was the door – big, grey, with a big huge guy out front. He looked at Lance and nodded, and then looked at me and grinned real big and I heard him kind of chuckle under is breath.

“Here we are, baby.” Spencer said, as Lance opened the door and we went in, I followed Lance and Spencer was right behind me. We were in a room with a big metal tub in one corner, and four doctor’s exam table thingys. There was one guy laying on one of them with a towel across his middle and a guy in a white T-shirt giving his shoulders a massage. They sort of looked at us and nodded to Lance as we walked through. There was a little hallway with a door into another room, and then we walked right into the big dressing room. There were lockers along one wall with benches in front, and there were about 10 or 12 of the players there, most of them had towels around their middles. There was one guy, Robert D’Jones, being interviewed by a lady TV reporter, but they were just finishing up as we walked in. I was amazed and star-struck. I’d never been so close to so many of my favorite players before, and just swiveled my head around like a nut trying to take it all in. Lance took my hand and pulled me down to one end of the benches, where I saw Jonas putting some stuff back into his locker. And OMG he was naked! He had his back to us, and I focused in on his beautiful big black butt cheeks – so tight and strong! I almost gasped.

“Hey Torpedo – good game out there, my man, good game!” Lance said as we came up behind him.

He turned to us, and OMG I found out why they call him “Torpedo” I covered my mouth with my hand as I stared at it. Josh’s penis was soft, just hanging down next to his sweaty thigh, and it almost reached his knees. He gave out a big booming laugh.

“Ho, Lance, who’s your frien’?”

“Man, this is Spencer , a good buddy of mine from way back and this little lady here – “ and he stopped and sort of pushed on my shoulders to make me move up and stand right in front of Jonas – “is Julia. She’s a really big fan, and is . . .very mature for her age.” I gulped and looked up at him and he smiled at me and held out his hand. As he did, I saw his dark brown penis quiver and start to rise like a cobra out of a basket. I took his hand and my little white hand almost disappeared in his grip. “Well, hello, Miss Julia, how are you? You look really hot, babe, for a little white chick.” He grinned at me. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his penis. It was rapidly hardening, and if I didn’t move back a little bit, it would hit me right in the boobs any second.

“I’m . . . I’m . . . (gulp) – nice to meet you to, Mr. Torp- I mean, Mr. . . Jonas, sir . . .” I babbled, turning fifteen shades of red, almost matching my dress. I stood rooted to the spot as Jonas reached out with another hand and hooked one long finger in the top of my dress.

“Youz got a nice little set of tits comin’ in here, gal, mind if I take a look?” he growled as he pulled the front of my dress out away from my boobs and then pulled it right down halfway down my chest, and before I could do anything, my boobs were completely exposed right there in the locker room. My nipples, darn them, were hard little nubs of pink flesh and my rings gleamed in the bright fluorescent lights.

“Hot dam’ girl, you got bling in everything. Hey guys, come check dis out!” he yelled out to his teammates. Suddenly, everything got kinda quiet in the room. I looked around, and realized that Lance, Spencer and I were the only people there not players on the team. I heard a door close and lock. “We cool.” I heard a voice say.

Spencer leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Lance and I thought you might like a treat. Up for some chocolate?”

I gulped and nodded slowly. OMG. I turned to Spencer. “You think I can do this?” I whispered breathlessly. He nodded. “Enjoy yourself baby.”

I felt strong black hands on my shoulders, and I sank to my knees almost without thinking. A big white towel had appeared under my knees. I looked up, and Jonas’s huge penis had almost completely hardened, and he jerked it back and forth slowly. Suddenly, the whole room of men crowded around me, and everywhere I turned was just cock. Black cock. Hard, black, cock. And HUGE hard black cock. OMG!

My hands were pulled and placed around hard black shafts. I felt two of more them being banged softly on my head, and then suddenly my lips opened and Jonas pushed three inches of his meat into my mouth. I moaned and slurped it in, closing my eyes in a dream. I felt a hand at the back of my head, forcing it forwards.

I gulped and swallowed, as the hard muscle of meat in my mouth kept pushing into me. My eyes watered, tears running down my cheeks. I swallowed and felt the massive crown of flesh bang into the back of my throat. The hand kept shoving it in, and I moaned again, and then it popped into my throat past my gag reflex, and I heard him curse under his breath.

“Dayum, this ho’s gonna get it all. . .”

I redoubled my efforts then, and pushed and pushed and pushed. My neck and throat protested as the huge veiny shaft burrowed down towards my tummy and I felt a sharp pain in the middle of my neck. Tears were pouring from my tightly-clenched shut eyes.

Time seemed to stop. My head and face felt like it was about to explode. Still I kept on pushing and the hand at the back of my head kept forcing me down, farther down. Then suddenly, it happened.

I felt krinkly, curly, coarse hair on my lips, and inhaled a strong, earthly male scent. I’d done it! Jonas’ entire penis was down my throat. It felt like he was in my belly button. I gulped and swallowed and he groaned above me.

I moved back an inch or two and felt his hard shaft retreat out of my neck, and then his strong hand pushed back down, and then he fell into a rhythm. Down, up, down, up. Gradually, more and more of his penis was being pulled up and out of my throat each time.

Still, I had two equally hard and equally black cocks in my hands, and felt others being rubbed and smacked into my head and face. I opened my eyes briefly, and my world was nothing but hard black dicks. They were beautiful. Coal black, dark brown, almost purple, and even one almost light skinned. But it didn’t matter to me. I just wanted them all.

I heard the guys chattering and cheering, as I went from one hard penis to another. My throat was open now, my neck able to expand as much as needed. I knew deep down that none of these guys would ever forget this night, as a cute little white girl took everything they had to offer and they couldn’t beat her. I’ve deep throated miles of black cock since that night, but nothing would ever compare to this special evening. Jonas took over again at one point, and I spent long minutes with his hands pulling on my ears as he simply moved my head back and forth on his hard cock, from root to tip, my slobber and his cum dripping onto the floor at my knees, his breathing heavy and hot as he mumbled and grunted and groaned in pleasure. But he wasn’t alone. There were, I later found out, eleven more hard black penises demanding my attention. It was like a forest of ebony around my pale white face.

I’d spend a minute or two on each hard penis, throating it all the way down, my nose kissing belly. Often my hands were jacking two others, so I was completely occupied. I felt big fingers playing with my nipples and pulling, not roughly but not too gently either, on my rings, pulling my nipples out from my chest. My drool and spit and cum were dripping down onto my thighs. At one point I pulled the hem of my dress up to my waist so it wouldn’t get stained with all the goop.

My mind went more or less blank, actually. My body went into sexual overdrive, I guess you’d call it. I was simply consumed by cock. Black cocks were everywhere I looked, everywhere I turned. They lay across my face, two, three, four, even five at a time, just being slapped onto my upturned cheeks and chin and forehead. Two lay in my eyes, hard and hot and throbbing. They pounded on my hair, dripping precum into it like conditioner. And I nearly always had one in my mouth diving deep into my throat. The inside of my mouth tasted like sperm, and the aroma, strong, masculine, sweaty, earthy, permeated my senses and wafted up into my brain, pheromones driving me absolutely batty with need.

I don’t know how long I was down there on my knees surrounded by hard penis. But at one point I heard a grunt and a groan somewhere above me, and a muttered, “oh sheeeit” and then a hot wet missile of sperm slapped wetly down my forehead and across my cheek. It was followed quickly by another. Then I felt a splash along my arm, and my bare shoulder. I squealed in despair, pulling myself off the huge black shaft in my neck and turning my face to the man who’d already started orgasming. A large dark plum bounced into my mouth and I tasted the salty, hot stream of semen he blasted into my throat. Two, three, four blasts later my mouth was full, and I had to swallow roughly, choking on the mass of sperm. The cock pulled back out of me, and my face was turned to another massive penis, I saw the head vibrating menacingly just out of reach and then it too shot a large white rope of sperm into my face, narrowly missing my nose and heading straight up across my cheek and into my eye. I pounced on the glans, sucking hard, pulling two huge streams into my hungry mouth once again.

I saw Jonas in front of me, fisting his cock. I looked up at him through spermy eyes, incoherent, face dripping with semen from his teammates. I saw the huge head of his penis coming at me, and I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and he pulled me into his belly one last full time, his cock completely embedded in my young throat, and I felt his penis tremble and pulse and he yelled, “shit . . . shit . . . shit . . . Ah’m nuttin’ down this ho’s neck!” and his cock spat a hard white jet of cum right into my belly with each curse. I don’t know how many times he came down my throat. I almost passed out, actually, as I saw stars behind my eyelids. But then he finally yanked his shaft out of my face, and I was roughly turned to the next hard cock. I held it firmly at the base, and pushed my head down onto it, and the cycle started again. My neck was throbbing and my eyes leaked tears down my cheeks, the clear salty moisture making crossroads with the white lines of sperm already there. This cock was sliding across my tongue when it went off, a huge burst of sperm slamming into the back of my mouth and choking me, I coughed roughly, sending twin streams of wet white from my nose, hacking and coughing like a little girl.

The grotesque ejaculations continued as each of the dozen nude black men unloaded on my face and down my throat. Sperm covered me from forehead to waist, drooling down my body in wide white lines, dripping wetly off my nipples, sliding down the slopes of my orange-sized breasts. I moaned and babbled nonsense in encouragement, reaching out for penises, grasping at whatever black straws I could find in my nearly blind lust. Then when one hand was free, I clutched my pussy, rubbing my clit furiously, yanking a body-shaking orgasm out of it, my body trembling, so much that I tipped over sideways on to the sticky, slippery wet floor and lay there jerking in spastic convulsions for several minutes, my orgasm refusing to abate, my skin slippery with sperm, my throat clogged, face covered with a waxy, wet mask.

When I finally recovered and my breathing returned to normal, I lay on the floor for a moment, and then looked up. Lance, Spencer, and two or three of the players were there, sitting on the benches around me.

“How are you?” Spencer asked, reaching out to touch me gently on the shoulder.

“ehhhm . . . eeemmm. . .” I choked, mouth still raw and swollen, sperm still clogging my lips and making me sound like a moron. My tongue felt like it was the size of a pillow. I swallowed, again, and then again, until finally my mouth and throat were clear again, not clogged with a pint of semen.

“my god. . ..so much . . . fuck . . . loved it . . .fuck me . . .” I babbled, as Spencer helped me up. I wriggled out of my dress, and stumbled to a shower, standing under the steamy hot water until my body shone and the sperm was washed off me. I let the hot spray clean away the sweat and tears and goop. I didn’t feel dirty, but I needed to be rinsed. I held my arms up to the spray and welcomed the cleansing water.

Finally feeling almost human again, I wobbled out of the shower room, Lance and Spencer and Jonas were the only ones left. Spencer handed me the dress, and it wasn’t all that bad, only a couple of stains of drying sperm on it. Jonas was smiling ear to ear, and he told me that I was the most amazing little girl he’d ever seen. He picked me up and hugged me to his giant body, and then put me down so I was standing on one of the benches, but I still only went up to his shoulders. I smiled at him.

“Oh my god, Jonas you are incredible. I can’t believe I – “

“It was amazing, little one, truly amazing, and I shall not ever forget it. Anytime you want to see a game, you just let your man call Lance and I’ll get you floor seats.”

We hugged and he kissed the top of my head. But we had to leave, the guys all had other places to be, and Spencer and Lance each took one of my hands and helped me down off the bench. I was still a little wobbly, I admit. Spencer hugged me and leaned down to kiss me, and then as he pulled away he looked at me a little funny, and touched the corner of my mouth.

“Hey, sweetie, what’s this?” he said, looking a little concerned. He showed me his fingertip.

It was red. Blood. We’d never noticed while I was covered in sperm, and when I showered I guess I got it cleaned off. I frowned.

“What’s it from? I hope I didn’t bite any of the guys and hurt them!” was my immediate response. I felt awful!

Spencer looked at me closer, and touched the other side of my mouth. “No, it’s you. It looks like you tore the corners of your mouth a little bit . . .” he said gently. “It’s nothing much – just a little tear.”

He looked thoughtful. He held my face in his hands, and put his thumbs on the corners of my mouth and held my face up to him. He leaned in to kiss me, and our tongues dueled for a moment.

“I think I know what happened – those guys are so big around, and you never noticed that your mouth was stretching too tightly around them.”

I pouted. On one hand, I was glad that I hadn't hurt any of those marvelous penises. That would have really bothered me. On the other, I was upset that my little mouth wasn’t big enough to give men the pleasure they deserved. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d almost always tasted a little blood after I had been sucking on any penis bigger than a boy’s. This was the first time we’d ever seen it on the outside, so I must have been bleeding a little bit on the inside of my cheek.

“Well, that’s shitty!” I growled. Spencer just looked at me.

“You’re twelve years old, Julia. Your mouth has always been a little small, and it’s not gonna get much bigger. . .” he answered.

I thought. I was disturbed. All night long it bothered me. The next morning, Spencer took me home, and I did a little research on the computer, so when Daddy came home, I was ready.

“Daddy, I have a problem.”

“What’s that, sweetie?” he said, as we chatted over dinner.

“Well, my mouth. It’s too small.”

He looked at me with puzzled eyes.

“You know how I love to suck on penises, you taught me so well, and I really enjoy it. But Spencer and I noticed last night that my mouth is too small to open up enough for a really nice BIG penis. I was bleeding a little.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes! It’s really bothering me, and I don’t think my mouth is going to get any bigger when I’m older.”

I was right. The one thing that, in the back of my mind, kind of bothered me about my face was that my mouth was not very wide. It looked smaller than it should have given the rest of my face.

“I did some research today. A plastic surgeon can do an operation to make it a little bigger – they just make a small cut on both ends and then build up your lips a tiny bit with some fat the take out of your butt. It’s no big deal. I really want it, I want to be able to give men pleasure without bleeding . . . . “ I gave Daddy my best pout and little girl look.

Which was, to think of it, kind of kinky. Here I was, not even a teenager, and I was asking my Daddy to let me get an operation on my mouth that would let me open it wider and be able to suck on larger penises. How many 12 year olds have had THAT conversation with their daddy?

Later on, I showed him some of the information I had, and he looked at it and looked at me, and then his eye crinkled up and he smiled and he said, “Honey, if that’s what you want, and you’re willing to endure the pain and the healing and all, then I’ll see what I can do, ok?”

I jumped up and hugged him, and then of course, we had to go upstairs, and I took care of him. First, I stood him up at the edge of his bed, and sank to my knees. I reached out and undid his belt, and unzipped him, pulling the side of his pants apart and then sliding them down his legs to pool at his feet. His boxers, silk, were smooth and cool to my touch, and I ran my fingers and hand up and down the nice bulge that he was sporting, rising up almost to the elastic waistband. Then I looked up and him and winked, and pulled the waist band down. It levered his penis down and away from his body, and as I pulled his shorts farther and farther down, his shaft got bent down and away from him. Finally though, I pulled the elastic down far enough to free his penis, and it popped up and banged me under my chin and then wobbled in front of my face. I giggled up at Daddy.

“Ouch! Daddy, your penis hit me right in the mouth!” I grinned. “I’m going to have to bite it off!” and I opened my mouth, baring my teeth, and nibbling on the crown like I was going to chew it off.

I got the tip of it all nice and wet with spit, and then pushed Daddy back so he was sitting on the edge of the bed, and I wriggled up to kneel between his legs. He spread them wide, giving me enough room to operate. I reached up and cradled his balls with one hand, and used the other to feed his stalk into my waiting mouth. I didn’t need to play around, this was simply a ‘thank-you’ blowjob, all I wanted to do was make my Daddy feel good, and make him ejaculate in my mouth for me to swallow.

It didn’t take long, maybe five minutes of me sucking his penis in and out, slobbering over it, rubbing his balls and sucking real hard when I got about half of it in my mouth. I felt him start to shudder and he moaned real low, and then he put his hands on either side of my head and held me real tight, and I love it when guys do that. He held me steady and thrust his hips up, forcing his cock into my mouth and towards the back of my throat, and then I felt the pulse go though his shaft and my mouth was flooded with rich, warm, salty semen straight from my Daddy’s balls. I rubbed at my clit as he came in my mouth and I trembled myself, cumming with a nice orgasm while he shot his love into my throat. I swallowed quickly, and then he jerked again, and again, and I just knelt there, loving the feeling of making my Daddy so happy, loving the ability to make him orgasm in my mouth and feed me all of his precious sperms. I swallowed gratefully, and then again. Finally he sighed and relaxed, his hips falling back onto the bed, and I felt his penis quiver and shake a little bit as he pumped the last little bits into me. I let it lay on my tongue, tasting the hot saltiness of it. I laid my head down over Daddy’s thigh and just relaxed, feeling the warmth of his sperm slide down my throat. I loved my Daddy.

Chapter 29 - Doctor, Doctor, Please…

( Author's Note: Please excuse any medical or gynecological inaccuracies in this chapter, it's not meant to be a Harvard Med School paper. It's all just fantasy, remember? )

School started back up right after Labor Day, and it was exciting being in ninth grade and all, the only bad part was that I was now going to a new school, and Mr B was back in the middle school. Boo Hoo! But I still had Tommy and Brian, and Raj was in 10th and most of the other boys, but some of them had girl friends now and they couldn’t always get away to the woods after school.

It was fun too because now I could finally wear some sexier clothes. Daddy told me to just be careful what I wore, but you know me, I like being sexy. I almost always just wore skirts or dresses, and as high a heel as I could get away with at school. Sometimes I wore panties, sometimes I didn’t! I always wore either thigh-highs or, if I had a skirt or dress long enough, I’d wear a garter belt with stockings, just to feel sooooo sexy and pretty all day long. If I was feeling especially naughty, I’d let my dress ride up a little bit while I was sitting in class and try to catch a boy (or the teacher!) checking me out. It was fun.

I liked my classes, I was in an AP honors section and had English Lit, Algebra, Geography, History of Western Civ, and took an elective in Music Theory! Daddy said that as long as I maintained at least a 3.5 average, I could do pretty much whatever I wanted with my free time. And you know what that was! LOL :)

After our little talk about my mouth being too small, Daddy made some calls, and a few weeks later he told me he’d found a doctor who would do the surgery for me. He was about a three hour drive away, and I’d started school again by the time we were able to get an appointment, so I had to take a few days off. Daddy said the surgery would only take about an hour, but I’d have to recover for a few days, letting the cuts heal and all.

We waited until early October, we had school holiday on a Monday and Tuesday, so Daddy got me a medical excuse for the Thursday and Friday before that, so I had almost a whole week off. We drove over to the doctor, and had our appointment in the middle of the morning. The doctor was a SHE! A woman doctor, she was in her mid-40s I guess, with a nice smile and a body that looked like she worked out every day. She had dark blondish hair, pulled back in a bun, and friendly blue eyes, and a very attractive face. She introduced herself as Dr. Jackson, and we went back to one of the exam rooms in her building. First, of course, we had to sit down and talk. It turns out that she was friends with the doctor back home who put in my IUD way back when, so she said she knew about my ‘activity history’, as she called it.

“Doctor Ruggeri told me all about you, Julia, and don’t worry, you have my complete confidence. I know he fitted you with an IUD a while back, because you might become sexually active. I can completely understand that!” she said with a wink. “My mother started me on the Pill when I was 12. She knew that once the hormones kicked in, I'd be unstoppable, and I bet you’re the same way, right?” she grinned at me. I nodded and smiled. “Your father tells me that your, uhm, ‘oral’ efforts are also quite advanced for a little girl your age?”

“Umm, yeah, I guess.” I blushed. “I mean, I like to do it and all, and I don’t usually have any problems, but I think my mouth is too small, or rather, my mouth opening, you know?” and I opened my mouth and pointed to the corner where my lips met. She looked at me and held up a ruler and looked at my lips and my mouth for a minute.

“Open up real good for me, Julia” she said, and I did, as wide as I could. She measured from corner to corner, and then put the little ruler thing in, flat on my tongue. “Ok, I’m going to check your depth now, don’t be scared” And she pushed the ruler in until I felt it rub against the back of my throat.

“Ok, I see what you mean. Your mouth is just a little under five centimeters from corner to corner. But your depth is good, you have almost fifteen centimeters until your oropharynx. Do you have any discomfort when you take an erect penis into the back of your mouth?”

I told her no.

“Do you practice ‘deep throating’, as it’s called?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I guess I do. I mean, I can usually do it after I’ve been . . . sucking . . .for a while. Is that ok?”

“Oh my goodness, yes. So long as there’s no real discomfort, and you don’t suffer any damage back there to your soft palate, there’s no harm whatsoever.” And she stopped and leaned in to whisper in my ear, as if there was somebody else who might hear. “I love it too, sweetie”, and patted my leg.

She asked me to get undressed, and I did and jumped back up on her little table thingy. She looked at my nipple rings and smiled, and then looked me over, top to bottom. She pressed here and there and tapped here and there, and felt each of my boobs, and put her stethoscope all over front and back. She asked me to take a deep breath, and hold it.

Then she wanted me to lay back and she looked between my legs.

“You shave?”

I nodded.

“Just be sure to use some skin conditioner or nice body oil, to stay smooth and clean.”

“Doctor?” I said, somewhat timidly.

“Yes, Julia?”

“Do you think it’d be OK for me to get a ring there, you know, a clit ring?”

She looked at me for a long moment with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth and I saw her eyes twinkle.

“That’s quite a question coming from somebody your age, Julia. I suppose there’s no harm, so long as it’s done with care, and you make sure to take care of it. I know lots of girls and women with them, and they seem to be very popular.” She winked.

Then she knitted her brow a little bit, and looked in closer. She put her hands on either side of my pussy lips, and then spread them, and rubbed around my clitty, making a little shiver run up my spine.

“Sensitive?” she asked. I said, “Yeah. But it feels good.”

“Yes, it is. A marvelous little piece, you know. Nothing but hundreds of thousands of nerve endings, whose only purpose is to make little girls and women feel marvelous. You know . . .” and she kind of paused for a second, and then fiddled around down there some more. I felt her slide my skin around little bit but I couldn’t see exactly what she was doing.

“Julia, sweetie, how would you like me to do a little tiny bit of work down here? I can cut back your clitoral hood just a little, and pull your clitoris up and forwards a bit, and it would be more visible, stand out more at the top of your labia here, and be more sensitive too. Do you think you’d like that?” she smiled.

“Ummm. . . I guess so, yeah.” I was a little bit hesitant. I was already pretty sensitive down there, and I thought if I got any more so, I’d be wet and drippy and cumming every time my panties rubbed it.

“Here, let me show you what it’d feel like” she said, and she reached in and pulled the hood back with one thumb and forefinger, and then she leaned down and bit my clit! I damn near hit the ceiling! She captured it with her lips and tongue and started knocking it back and forth like a boxer with a punching bag. I grabbed the sides of the table and erupted in an orgasm so fierce, so sudden, and so overwhelming that I started crying, it was so good. My legs clenched and unclenched, and I almost gave her a concussion. I shook and shuddered and the fireworks in my brain kept on going off, big huge starbursts of pleasure that made me rock my hips into her mouth and moan in ecstasy.

The orgasm seemed to last for days. At least a minute or two, I swear, I just kept climbing and climbing and climbing, and cumming in one long, marvelous blast of pleasure. Finally Dr Jackson let go and leaned back.

“See. With more flesh exposed, the clitoral stalk becomes even more sensitive and arousable. How’d you like an orgasm like that every time?”

I was still breathless. “Oh . . .my . . .god . . . “ I gasped. “Fuuuuuuuccccckkkk!”

“Pretty cool, eh?” she grinned at me.

Once I got my breath back, I said, “Sign me up.”

We talked a little bit more about what she was going to do for me, and then she said, “Julia, while we’re on the subject and all, would you mind if I did an internal, just to check things out?”

I shook my head. “Yes. I mean, no. I mean, sure, if you think so.”

She pulled a speculum out of a drawer and ran some lube on it, and then blew on it to warm it up, smiling. I felt the cool arms slide in and then felt my tunnel being widened, and she put a flashlight thingy on her head and looked up into me.

“Hmmmm.”

“Hmmmm?” I asked.

“Hmmmmmmmmm” she did again.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm?” I asked again. No response, and I felt her jiggling something around up there, and I made me shiver and grunt a bit, like I’d just been punched in the cervix.

She slowly backed off and looked up at my face, with the speculum still in me and stretching me open like the Lincoln Tunnel. I felt pretty exposed.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Everything looks just fine, you’re perfectly healthy. Nice and pink, no scarring, no abrasions, well lubricating. Great. Buuuuuuut-“ she stopped.

“But what?”

“Well, first off, I removed your IUD. I have a concern that your cervical opening itself might be undersized a bit and not as flexible as it should be, or as you might want it to be. Have you ever felt pain up there, during intercourse or . . . anything?” she asked gently.

“Ummm. . .yeah, sometimes. I mean, I’ve only had two . .” she put her hand on my arm gently.

“That’s ok, sweetie, don’t worry. There’s nothing wrong, nothing at all, believe me. What about your periods, do you have any problems with them? Excess bleeding? Pain and cramps?”

I told her that they weren’t too bad, but the first day was always the worst, I felt crampy and there was some pain down there. Then it got better and it was bearable.

“Yes, that’s probably what the issue is. Your cervical opening itself, the opening into your uterus,is very very small, almost closed up in fact. That’s not good. It needs to be open. Opened. And we can take care of it today, if you like. It should be larger, and it’s not showing a lot of flex. What I can do is make a tiny incision in it and implant what we call a cervical stent, it’s a small ring that opens you up a bit more. You’ll never feel it, and if and when you become pregnant and come to term, the doctors will remove it just before childbirth and you’ll be fine. What it may also do, if you like, is allow a man with a, shall we say, large gift, to push the glans of his penis up into, or even through the cervix without causing much pain. Some women like the feeling. When the ejaculation takes place directly into the uterus, it often triggers amazing climaxes.”

She told me little more about it, and I was nodding through the whole thing.

“You sure it won’t hurt? Me or the guy?”

“Positive. A little bit of scar tissue will hold it in place, and you’ll never know it’s there. Hundreds of women have been having it done recently. I understand it’s very common with wives and girlfriends of men who have larger endowments, if you know what I mean.” And she winked again.

So anyway, she went and talked to Daddy, and came back after about ten minutes, and she and I went over to another room with a nurse and they told me to lay back on the bed thing, and the nurse gave me a little shot that I didn’t even know she was doing to me, and about 10 seconds later I was out.

I woke up a little groggy. My mouth hurt, my lips hurt, and my crotch hurt! But Dr Jackson and Daddy were both there, and Dr Jackson said everything was just fine. They told me to just lay there and rest for a few minutes, and gave me a 7-up with a straw to drink. Dr Jackson said my cervical stent was just great, she said I hardly bled at all and that I wouldn’t even need a pad or anything. She said my clitoral hood trim looked great, although I shouldn’t play with it for a day or so, just so the scab would heal normal. And my mouth widening went super, they took a teeny bit of fat from my butt (!!!!) and injected it to my lips. She held up a mirror.

I was a little swollen, but even I could see that my mouth was now about an inch or so wider, the corners were farther out into my cheeks than before. But they were also purple. Ugh.

“Obviously, you can’t do much for a day or so, perhaps longer. You’ll know. Small bites of food, drink with a straw, that sort of thing. I’m having the nurse print out a complete recovery instruction. Also, while you were out, I loosened up the TMJ a little bit too.” I gave her a quizzical look.

“Temporal-Mandibular Joint. Where your jawbone pivots in your skull. Right here –“ and she reached out and touched me just below my ear. “I gave you a teeny bit more drop.”

I was starting to fade out again. I vaguely remember getting dressed again, and the nurse and Daddy carrying me out to the car, and that’s about it. When I woke up, I was home in bed and it was about four in the morning, and I was hungry and thirsty as all get out.

There was a big jug of iced orange juice next to the bed. I drank half of it and fell asleep again.

The next day, I was pretty sore, I ain’t gonna lie! Daddy came in and gave me some pills to take. He brought some yoghurt and more OJ and left me with my laptop, phone, and TV remote, and said he had to go into work. I would be fine, I told him.

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The next week was horrible! I couldn’t play with myself, my clitty was still sore and healing, and it really stung when I peed! I couldn’t suck on Daddy or Spencer or anyone. Daddy told my school I would out for a couple more days, and Tommy brought my homework and stuff. He asked some questions about what happened to me but I mumbled something about “girl stuff” and he shut up, the big oaf! LOL!

But after a week, my mouth was pretty well healed, and I spent an hour or so looking at it in the mirror. I was really pleased, it looked like I was born that way – you couldn’t tell at all. My lips were just a teeny tiny bit fatter, but not much at all. I practiced opening my mouth real wide, and moving my jaw back and forth and it was fine – a little sore to start off, but then it went away.

One day I just couldn’t resist checking some things out, so I pulled out one of my dildos, one that was pretty long and yet thin. It was also fairly soft, not real hard plastic. It almost felt real. I measured it at nine inches. First, I sucked on it to get it nice and wet and slippery, and then I laid back on my bed and started to slowly slide it in. I never used to be able to get all of this dildo in me before, I remember it would always hit my womb and stop there. Now, as I slowly shoved it in, I felt it come up against my cervix, and there was a little bit of a dull ache, but not nearly so bad as it used to feel. I pushed harder and I felt a twinge inside of me and then I rotated it around a bit, and that felt weird, but kind of good. I pushed a little harder and then harder still, and then I felt something POP and I got this really really odd feeling, like I was totally full, and I looked down and there was almost none of the dildo showing outside of me and I realized that I’d pushed the tip through my cervix and it was up in my womb! I tried moving the dildo back and forth a little bit, but that didn’t do anything too much. I realized that the trick of it was not that the dildo or a penis, for that matter, would go in and out of my cervix, but that the penis could push up through and then cum right straight into my womb! Wow!!!!! I pictured hundreds of millions of little spermys blasting up into me and swimming around looking for an egg and that made me almost cum right then and there.

Then I realized that Dr Jackson had taken the IUD out of me back at her office, and my little womb was unprotected! I wondered if she’d told Daddy?

When Daddy got home that night, I was so horny I couldn’t hardly stand. We had a nice dinner, and I sat there, totally naked in front of him, trying my best to get him horny too – and it must have worked, because he had this nice bulge all through dinner. After dinner, we snuggled on the couch for a while, and then I asked him to take me upstairs and give me a nice bath and maybe even help me shave – I hadn’t done any trimming for a few days and I was getting pretty scruffy.

When we got to the tub, I turned on the hot water and tossed in some bath oil and bubble bath, and turned to Daddy.

“Daddy, I have a question.”

“Sure, sweetie, what is it?” he asked, as I sat on the edge of the tub and dangled my feet in the slowly rising warm water.

“Did Dr Jackson say anything else to you after my surgery up there or anything?”

“Like what, baby?”

“I don’t know, just anything . . . “ I said with a shrug.

“Well, she said you came through everything just fine, there were no worries and no problems. Is that what you mean?”

“Not . . . really,” I responded, still hesitant and kind of fishing. “I mean, did she say anything else about what she did, like, up inside of me?”

“You mean your pussy?” I shivered. I liked it when Daddy called it that. My Pussy. He made it, with Mommy, and now he was fucking it. Well, not NOW, exactly, but before. Often. And I loved it. I so loved it when my Daddy fucked my pussy with his penis. Penis. My favorite word in all the world!

“I guess so, yeah. Did she say anything was wrong or anything?”

“No, everything was fine, she said.” I sank down into the warm bubbles and let them cover me.

“Umm. . . ok, then, I guess.” He sat on the edge and reached in to get a sponge and start to lather me, it felt good to have him pamper me like this. He got it nice and warm and wet and started bathing me, running the sponge up and down my back, and then over my shoulders and down my arms, and then he washed each of my fingers and hands with his strong, loving hands. Then I turned towards him and he slowly washed my chest, running the warm soapy bubbly water over my boobs, making my nipples stand up and demand some attention. I held each one between my thumb and index finger, pulling them out and rubbing.

“How do you feel down here?” Daddy said, as he gently moved the sponge down over my crotch, letting it soak the warm water into my pussy lips.

“Better. OK. It's been awfully hard not to… you know, play with myself. I’m soooooo horny and frustrated, Daddy.” He looked at me and nodded.

“I know, baby, I know. I just wish there was something I could do for you. . .” he looked at me with so much love and affection.

“Do you want to put it in my butt?” I asked, hopefully.

“Oh, sweetie, I’d like nothing better that that, you know you have the most scrumptious ass I’ve ever seen, but the Doc said that any activity down there might be dangerous for the small stitching she put in. We just have to wait” he said, with a frown. I stood, dripping soap and bubbles.

“Well, can I use my hands on your penis, maybe, and then you can shoot it on me? I haven’t even had any sperm on me for over a week!!!” I nearly cried.

“That would be marvelous, sweetie, sure.” He stripped off his shoes, socks, slacks and silk boxers, and then sat on the big edge of the tub with his feet in the water. I looked at his penis lovingly. It was just a tiny bit stiff, hanging down in front of his nice ball sack. I reached out to it, holding it gently with my hands, slowly shucking it back and forth. I loved to feel it harden in my hands, and within just a few minutes of me starting to play with him, Daddy’s penis was fully erect and throbbing in my hands. I held his ball sack with one warm soapy hand, and started jerking Daddy back and forth, my tongue held between my lips, my whole focus on making Daddy feel good and making him have a good orgasm. I didn’t tell him, but I was going to do my best to make Daddy shoot all of his yummy sperm right in my mouth so I can swallow it.

I concentrated just on making him feel good. I kept my hands nice and warm and soapy, and every now and then leaned forwards and licked just the tip of his penis, I’m such a bad girl. I brought back each warm drop of pre-cum and let it spread across my tongue, salty and warm and slippery. I sat on my haunches just between his strong legs and masturbated my Daddy like every little girl should.

It didn’t take too long – I think Daddy was just as horny as I was. As I shucked his penis back and forth, I looked up into his eyes, and smiled saucily. He knew exactly what I was doing, and he let me. I heard him start to breathe heavy, his hips rising up just slightly each time my hand met his belly. His ball sack was hot and heavy, his balls rolling around under my fingertips gently.

Suddenly he groaned. “Oh sweetie, you’re so so good! . . . here it comes . . .”

His hips bucked and I pushed my hand down all the way on his shaft, and leaned forwards, my mouth just an inch from the crown of his penis, waiting for him to shoot his lovely sperms into my mouth. The first shot launched out strongly, and I thrilled when it landed right straight down my tongue, painting the white stripe from front to back. He groaned again and I pulled my hand out to the end of his penis, forcing another hot stream of semen to fly out and splatter into my mouth. I shivered with the joy of it, and wanted so badly to reach down and diddle my clit but I just couldn’t.

Daddy gave me six lovely ropes of semen, painting the inside of my mouth with his love. He finally finished, sighing heavy, his hips settling back down. I closed my mouth and looked up at him, swishing the big load of hot salty goodness around like Listerine. But my Daddy’s sperm tasted a lot better than Listerine! I opened up and gargled the load, a big bubble forming between my lips. I tried to smile and crinkle my eyes. I still held his penis, softening a bit now, and I swear when I opened my mouth to show him a little shiver ran through his shaft. I closed my mouth, and swallowed, the warm juice sliding smoothly down my throat into my tummy where it belonged, if it wasn’t in my pussy. I kissed the tip of his penis, paying my daughterly homage to his magnificent weapon, and bowed my head.

“Thank you, Daddy, I love you so much. . .”, I said thickly. Daddy pulled me up and hugged me close, his lips finding mine. He held me close, and then sank down into the tub with me, pushing me to the other side and sliding me up on the rim. I’d forgotten he owed me a shave. I leaned back on my arms and opened my legs, as Daddy floated up between them. He reached for the new razors at the edge of the tub and picked a nice pink one. A few minutes later I was lathered up, and he started gently shaving my mound and pussy lips. I loved it when Daddy cared for me like this, it was so hard not to just melt into his arms and let him fuck me forever. Cool swipes across the top of my mound, and then firm but careful passes down the inside of my thighs and over my reddened pussy lips, and then he carefully, oh so carefully, trimmed the mostly healed fleshy ridge around my newly exposed clit. Small shocks of pleasure radiated out from my clit as his fingers deftly cleaned the offending hair away from me. Once he was satisfied that I was bare enough, he ran warm soapy water over my cleft until I was clean, and then looked at me carefully.

“Honey, it looks pretty much completely healed – I don’t see any redness or swelling anymore. Let’s get you dried off, and I’ll take a quick snap of it with my phone and send it to Doc Jackson, and if she say’s you’re good to go, well then . . .”

I ‘yippee’d in pleasure, and 5 minutes later I was sprawled out on Daddy’s bed, my legs spread almost 90 degrees, my hands on each kneecap, while he snapped a few shots of my freshly shaved, and now, hopefully, completely healed clitty. He showed them to me, and I did like the new look. My clitoris was now an exposed bundle of nerves almost an inch long, peeking up from her little fleshy bed, a nice dark pink. I tapped her lightly and shivers ran up and down my spine.

“Oh gawd I think I’m gonna like this, Daddeeeeeeeeeee” I moaned, as he leaned in and gave her a nice kiss.

I just gave in and let him kiss me lightly, little butterfly teases with his lips and tongue that were driving me right up a wall. I grabbed my breasts and squeezed them as Daddy licked my pussy from bottom to top and then back down again.

I was on my third orgasm when his phone beeped, and he stopped to reach for it. I saw him read the text, and a dark frown passed over his face.

“Oh no! Daddy, what’s wrong?” I squealed. He looked at me without saying a thing for a long moment.

“What! WHAT!!!!” I yelled.

He grinned. “Nothing at all – she says you look completely healed, and unless there’s complications later on, you are free to, as she says-“ , and he looked back down at his screen, “ – get right back in the saddle!”

I jumped up and screamed my joy, laughing and crying and babbling on like a nut. First, I punched Daddy in the arm for making me think something was wrong, but then I giggled and hugged him and kissed him all over. I was so happy.

I wanted Daddy to fuck me, real bad. It felt like I hadn’t had a nice hard dick up me for ages. But then I remembered that I didn’t have any protection, and he didn’t seem to know that Dr Jackson had taken the IUD out..

Hmmmm . . .

In the end, I opted for caution. And that’s what I offered my Daddy. My end. He dropped a nice warm load of his sperm in my butt as I writhed and groaned on the bed under his pounding. I held my butt cheeks apart with both hands and just squealed over and over as he thrust into me. After all the good news from Dr Jackson, Daddy led me back to the bathroom and we cleaned me out with two warm soapy enemas until I was squeaky clean back there. Then Daddy carried me back into his bedroom and stuffed two big pillows under me, bending me over them until I was ass-up and face down. He put his strong hands on my butt cheeks and opened me up, kissing and caressing and licking me all up and down my butt until I was quivering and shaking and moaning with anticipation.

Daddy pointed his tongue into a sharp “V” and pushed it right into my hole, and I just about creamed right there. I’ve come to know that I love having my butthole licked and kissed, almost as much as I love having a nice hard penis in it! Daddy pushed and pulled and licked and kissed and made my butt just sooooo warm and gooey. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over me, floating on a big cloud of feel-good. My butthole opened up and Daddy pushed as much of his tongue as he could up into me, wetting the whole thing and prepping me for something bigger. I couldn’t hardly wait!

And I didn’t have to wait long. A few moments after Daddy started getting me all wet back there, I felt his tongue retreat, and then a moment later the big swollen head of his penis. With my eyes closed and my mind off in space somewhere, I only dimly felt him push at me, his huge penis dripping with sex lube, demanding entry to my little-girl ass. The sharp, though not unwelcome, pain of his first breach pulled me out of the dream-like state I was in, and I whimpered a little as my anus didn’t want to open up and let him in. I tried my best to relax and push back, to open myself up. Daddy pushed down, and I pushed up, and I felt another inch or two of his steely shaft push in to my hot hole. I grunted, trying not to clench. Daddy reached down and around, his fingertips closing around my nipple, and the spark coming out from that contact seemed to travel down to my guts, branching out to my clitty and then rolling around in my pussy.

Almost before I knew it, there was four or five inches of hard, throbbing Daddy cock slicing in and out of me, my puckered little starfish opening like a flower petal. My clit was singing the Hallelujah Chorus and my nipples were harder than diamonds. I pushed back up at Daddy, telling him with my hip rolls and waist sways that I wanted more of him, I wanted ALL of him, fucking into me. I felt more and more of his hard cock battering into me, until I could feel and hear all seven or eight inches of him driving deep into my rectum and pushing my guts aside. I melted under him just as the first climax ripped through me and I moaned in pleasure. Again and again I felt his battering ram power its way into my young body, pushing aside the warm tunnel of my ass, punching me in the stomach from the inside. Daddy had his hands on my shoulders now, holding me tight, pushing me down into the bed as he took his pleasure from me. Tiny tears dripped from my tightly closed eyes, as I let the pain of his assault wring another orgasm from my body, and I sweated and dripped pussy juice and ass juice all over the pillows that held me up for him.

Daddy leaned down to whisper in my ear.

“Does my little angel want her daddy to dump a big load of sperm in her ass?”

I grunted in time with his thrusts. “Unh . . .unh . . .Y-. . .yes . . .unh”

“A big load?”

“unh. . . .ummmm”

“A really big load?”

“ummmmmmmmmm. . .”

Daddy’s words bounced around in my brain, setting off fireworks that exploded right under my clit and made me fly off into orbit again. I bounced my butt up into his down-pounding hips, urging his strong, fatherly, domineering penis to explode and dump the contents of his fantastic balls deep into my ass. It was sooooo nasty to think about my own Daddy, not only fucking his daughter, but fucking his twelve year old daughter, and fucking his twelve year old daughter in her ASS!

I heard him grunting above me, sweat from his body dropping onto my naked back and shoulders. Then, as I pushed up with my hips, and he pushed down with his, his cock plumbed into depths in my colon that he’d never been to, and I felt his hot stream of semen burst from him and flood like a tidal wave into my ass, he trembled and shook and cursed, in pleasure, as I clenched my butt and wrung strong shot after shot of cum from his balls. The white river filled my ass, whitewashing the walls of my rectum, squishing wetly as Daddy pulled back a little and then shoved in again. I felt the hot sperm enema far up inside of me and my mind orgasmed again, sending the signals to my clit and pussy that they were being ordered to have a climax. I shook and squealed and cried out as Daddy filled my ass over and over. It felt like he dumped a gallon of sperm into me, but he finally collapsed over me with a huge sigh and exhale, and I pancaked under him. But I didn’t mind – it felt good to have my Daddy cover me with his strong body, and I just breathed as best I could while he recovered for a moment.

“Oh my god baby, that was sooooo good!” he breathed in my ear. “I love the way your tiny little ass grips me and squeezes the cum right out of me. Even your mother could never do it the way you do….” I smiled to myself and clenched again, applying my ass-grip to his cock, hoping he’d never ever take it out of me.

But of course he had to. But I wanted it all. I clenched hard, keeping him trapped in my guts. “Daddy. . . .?” I whispered.

“Yeah, sweetie?”

“Daddy, Daddy, hurry, get a buttplug, stick it in me, I don’t know how long I can hold it! That was a lot!!!” I gasped, as he pulled out of me with a wet, slick sound. I clenched my ass as tightly as I could, and he jumped off the bed and ran to my nightstand where I kept all my nice buttplugs. I felt him return, and the cool metal tip of the plug wormed into me as I relaxed my ass just enough to get it seated in. The cold plug felt good in me. I exhaled slowly, sinking back down in to the pile of pillows with an exhausted, cummed-out little girl smile on my face, and I let Daddy’s goop percolate in my insides for several minutes. He leaned over and kissed me all over my face, which made me feel even better. It’s so nice to be loved.

The very next day, I called Dr Jackson, and she called in a prescription for birth control pills for me at the drugstore. I walked all the way there just to make sure I got them. I did get a few strange looks when I picked them up, but I was no dummy. “My doctor wants me to take them to regulate my periods. I get them all over the place!” I said to the old druggist guy, and he turned red and handed them to me. I got a ninety day supply, and read the directions real good, and took my first one the next morning. The only drawback was that I still couldn’t fuck in my pussy for a MONTH! Daddy and Spencer dumped gallons of cum in my ass and down my throat for the next few weeks, and I made them eat my pussy over and over, but we made it through!

It’s sure a good thing your ass and tummy can’t get pregnant!

Chapter 30 - My Pussy Gets Back Into Service, Finally!

Finally though, I’d swallowed a month’s worth of BC pills, (and a months’ worth of Daddy and Spencer’s CUM!!!! Yummy!) and my poor, neglected pussy was open for business again. Spencer had to go out of town somewhere on business or something, but Daddy was more than willing to help out! On a Friday afternoon, I came home from school and made him a nice dinner of macaroni and cheese and green beans and even managed to get a bottle of his favorite wine open without breaking it, and poured some in a glass at his setting at the head of the table. I had a whole plan, and everything. About a half hour before he would be home, I ran upstairs and took a quick shower, lathering myself up real good with some bath oil, and shaving my coochie really nice and smooth. I dressed in a tiny little denim skirt that barely covered the bottom of my pussy and ass, a sparkly red garter belt that held up some fancy stockings I’d bought downtown a few days earlier, and a white shirt that I tied off below my boobs and let stay as open as I could get it, so almost all of my boobs were showing. I stepped in some red heels to complete the outfit, and twirled around in my bedroom in front of the mirror, checking myself out. ‘pretty darn sexy!’ I thought to myself with a smile. Finally, remembering, I ran in to the bathroom and smeared just a little bit of lube and flavored sex stuff on my pussy lips and up into me a tiny bit. I was already soaked, of course! I debated putting on panties, to keep from soaking all the furniture, and decided I’d better slip on a pair for a while, I could always take them off when we were ready to rock!

I greeted Daddy at the door with a big kiss up on my tippy-toes, and he leaned back and looked at me. I smiled up at him with my best little school-girl smile.

“I made you dinner, Daddy, your favorite mac and cheese, and I have the table all set and ready!” I chirped, taking his hand and pulling him into the house behind me and shutting and locking the door. I helped him take off his jacket and tie, and led him into the living room, where I’d put his wine.

He sipped at it as I went into the kitchen to get the food and bring it out to the table. I lit two candles with one of those long bar-b-que lighter things, and called Daddy to come to dinner.

I ladled out some mac and cheese for him, and a little tiny bit for me. I wasn’t really very hungry, the only food I wanted was in Daddy’s pants! I watched him eat with bright eyes, just not able to take my eyes off him. We talked a little bit about school and my stuff, and his job, but it was just to pass the time. I loved watching him eat. Finally, he pushed himself away from the table, saying “oh goodness, that was good, sweetie, thanks so much!” and I felt squishy inside from making him feel so good.

“You’re welcome, Daddy, I liked cooking for you, maybe next time I can make a steak or something!” I giggled. He took his wine glass and I took my soda and we went into the living room to relax and digest for a while.

I just leaned my head on his shoulder while we sat on the sofa, our legs out. I idly stroked the front of his trousers, feeling his shaft harden and start to bulge out up towards his belly. Finally, I made my move. I stood, and facing Daddy, pulled him to his feet, and hugged him tightly.

“I missed you, Daddy.” I whispered. “I missed you all over. My little pussy is soooooo lonely…” I hugged him tighter, pressing my boobs up against him, raising my leg to rub up against his crotch. Then I offered my face for a kiss, and he smooched me real good, making my insides get all gooey. I would almost have stayed like that all night but I had other plans. I sank to my knees in front of Daddy, and pulled off my top as I did, shrugging it off my shoulders and tossing it away, so I was topless. I reached up and undid Daddy’s belt and pulled the zipper on his slacks down, and then pulled them down off his legs and pulled each pant leg off, getting him to slide his shoe out of each leg. Then I reached up and kissed all around the bulge of his underwear, his boxers feeling cool to my lips, even through the heat behind them. I ran my lips up and down the nice hard bulge I found there, sliding my face up and down over it, sucking at the treasure behind the smooth fabric. Finally though, I couldn’t tease him any longer. His hands were stroking my hair lovingly, and I looked up right into his eyes as I reached up and pulled his shorts down. His lovely hard penis caught in the fabric as I lowered it, but I pulled it away from his body and watched as the hard bone of his cock sprang up, glancing off my cheek and hitting him in the belly. I captured it and opened my mouth to envelop the whole thing, as I’d done so often the last few weeks.

Only this time, his ejaculation wasn’t going to be squirted up my butt. Or down my throat. No, this time, his full balls-load of sperm was going right into my womb where it belongs, splashing off the walls of my uterus, and I hoped to feel it as it did, I wanted the tip of my Daddy’s penis to push past my newly opened cervix and pop right smack dab into my baby-chamber. I didn’t care that it would hurt, Dr Jackson said until I get used to the feeling it might feel like someone was punching me in the belly, but I didn’t care. I wanted that feeling. I needed that feeling.

I only sucked him for a few minutes. I could tell when Daddy was getting close, so I wanted to take him right to the edge a few times, building up the sperm load I wanted out of him. My spit and tongue pulled more than enough blood into him to firm him up completely, his rigid shaft flattening my tongue, the broad head tickling at my tonsils. I nibbled gently to inflame him even more. Finally, though, I just couldn’t wait any longer. I sank back on my butt and then spread my legs on either side of Daddy’s legs, pulling him down on top of me. I reached down and grabbed his cock, positioning it right at my opening.

“Ohhhhgod Daddy, please FUCK me!” I groaned, thrusting my hips at him. I felt his head slip in between my wet lips, and the feeling almost made me cum right there. I grabbed his hips and pulled him into me, and the feeling as his hot, hard shaft spread my lips open and powered down into my little pussy was just incredible. I had missed this soooooooooooo much! Daddy took over after a moment, beginning his thrusting slowly, and not too deeply, until my tight muscles down there started to open up and accept him. His huge-to-me adult sized cock peeled back the wet folds inside my vagina, making me groan and shudder. His cock pulled my clit down into our merge, and I went off in my first orgasm, shuddering with pleasure as the feelings overwhelmed my little brain. I closed my eyes.

Daddy started really fucking me then, stroking in and out smoothly, not too quickly but with a good steady rhythm. I wrapped my legs around his butt, locking him in, egging him on. It felt so good. His cock took control of me, spreading my young pussy apart like a wedge. He leaned down to capture my lips with his, and we dueled tongues as we fucked. I hugged him close as we coupled like animals. I pushed my hips up to meet his thrusts, my pussy opening more and more as he pounded me into mush. On and on we went. I orgasmed again as my clit was rubbed raw by his groin’s constant attack.

Minutes passed. We were both sweating, Daddy gasping, me panting, both of us lost in our world of ecstasy. Daddy held me by the shoulders, rutting into me with a fierceness that I missed so much. Our joined sex organs squelched, wetness leaking from me down into the crack of my ass. A little corner of my brain worried that we might leave a stain on the carpet. I looked up into Daddy’s eyes, the love passing between us so strong and warm and exciting. I loved being the object of his affections, the vessel for his love, the pussy for his sperm.

I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined what our physical union looked like. I could picture the smooth, broad, rounded head of his penis, pushing against the narrow pink walls of my vagina, the wetness of my tunnel providing a warm home for his cock, as it pushed them apart and burrowed into me. I could see his thick, hard shaft ramming through my pussy lips, pulling the skin inwards with the tight constriction of my young opening, causing my clit to burrow downwards, rubbing against him as he did. The shudder running through me was real, though, as I neared another climax.

Just then I heard him start to grunt under his breath.

“Close . . .close…ohmygod. . . close. . .soon. . .gonna cum . . . soon . . .”

I tightened my grip on him.

“Push, Daddy, push. . .all the way . . . push . . .” I moaned up at him, wanting him to breach my last defense. I knew he’d been keeping some in reserve, not fully burying himself inside me. I felt the indescribable “fullness” feeling deep in my core as he pushed. The head of his cock butted up against my cervix, then retreated an inch or so. Again and again. I pushed up harder, groaning, urging Daddy to push through me.

“Push. . . Daddy . . . push, deeper, deeper . . . “ I breathed, using my legs to pull him in.

He sank down again, and I felt something like a hot hard spike being driven into me. Once more.

And then finally – a sharp, piercing pain ricocheted out of my belly, and the head of his cock pushed apart the formerly too-tiny opening to my womb and popped into my uterus, the glans poking in until the ridge around the shaft behind it acted like a strong seal. I felt Daddy shudder and groan, and then his penis spasmed strongly, and a bolt of hot, wet semen rocketed out of the opening in the end and splashed against my womb, flooding it with millions of actively-swimming sperms. Another jolt, and another jet of white painted the wet, pink walls of my chamber.

I was so proud to be big enough for daddy at last!

I exploded in the biggest climax I’d had in months, my entire body flooding with pleasure, electricity firing off every synapse in my brain, my fingertips and toes shooting out sparks of joy. My universe was my pussy, my womb accepting gout after hot gout of Daddy’s cum, the tiny vessel of my uterus filling rapidly. My mind could see the millions of tiny swimmers, their tails wriggling madly, blindly looking for one of my tiny eggs to overwhelm and punch into, making a baby I wasn’t ready for yet.

Daddy swore and sweated and shuddered, his own pleasure building on mine as we came together and traded our joy back and forth. My womb, battered and bruised, accepted his cum as if it were a soothing balm, coating my insides. The tight plug of his cock kept any from leaking back down into my vagina. Finally, after a dozen strong squirts, Daddy’s balls emptied temporarily, and he collapsed on me for a second, his hard cock plugging the sperm in my womb, before rolling over and pulling me on top of him.

“ohgodohgod honey, are you ok, are you hurt?” he questioned me gallantly as he saw the furrowed lines on my forehead as indications of pain.

I groaned. “Full. . .so full, Daddy. . .you’re sooooo big in me!” I squealed. I sat up, my hands on his chest. I could feel his penis softening in me. I grunted, and pulled myself up, feeling his formerly magnificent hard penis ‘squelch’ out of my womb, and a flood of wetness followed it out of me. I leaked like a sieve all over Daddy’s midsection, the white juice spreading over him. I shrieked in alarm.

“Oh god, Daddy, I’m sorry –“ I said as I pulled completely free from him with a wet slurp. I bent over, pursing my lips and sucking up the warm liquid that flowed out of my cunt, cleaning him with my lips and tongue. I slurped up the white goop, swallowing it down gratefully, tasting my own tangy sauce along with his glorious sperm. I smiled internally with the feeling that not only did I get to feel my Daddy shoot his cum right straight into my womb and bathe my insides, but then I was lucky enough to get to eat almost all of it right down into my tummy. I secretly hoped that a bunch was still in me. I decided to myself, at that very moment, that I’d reserve that special feeling of a cumming cock poking right into my womb, for special times and special people only. Daddy and Spence, for sure.

I cleaned Daddy’s belly completely, sucking all the sperm and pussy juice in across my tongue, until his midsection was clean as a whistle. As I worked on him, I felt him caress my butt cheeks and slide his fingertips down to my thighs where the tops of my stockings had gotten twisted around a little bit in all of our contortions. When I was done cleaning him, like a mother cat, I laid down next to him with my head under his arm, one leg thrown across his, and we snoozed contentedly, my love for my Daddy so strong and good, his love for me leaking wetly out of my red and swollen pussy lips.

—

Around the end of November, Spencer’s sister Christine called, and wanted to know if I’d like to go with her to that nude resort again over Christmas break – oh wow, WOULD I!!!! I asked Daddy, and he said so long as I finished the semester with at least a 3.5 average, I could go with her. He had some business that he had to attend to, so he couldn’t go, which was a bummer, but it turned out that Spencer and their dad Roger, the pilot guy, would be there, so he thought it was OK for me to go with them. I couldn’t wait to go, and I studied extra hard and made sure I got good grades on my exams at the end of the semester.

As the days passed, I got more and more excited to be going back to the islands. Daddy and Spencer were fucking me at least three or four times a week, sometimes more, but after thinking about things long and hard (lol!! Long and Hard – my favorite things!) I decided I wanted something more, and thought maybe with Christine’s help, I just might be able to do something about it over the holidays. I aced all my tests at the end of the term, and finished with all A’s and just one B in Physics. Daddy and Mrs Abernathy and I celebrated a quiet Christmas at home, I got a bunch of new clothes and some outfits for the vacation, and I got Daddy a new wallet and a belt with my allowance, and plus, of course, I sucked his penis three times on Christmas day, so I know he enjoyed his presents! The next day, Spencer came by in his car and we headed to the airport. It was sad leaving Daddy behind, but he promised me that he’d text me every day, and that I should have a good time and not worry about him.

The flight was just like last time, but Christine wasn’t on the plane, she was already at the island. And, of course, we weren’t taking the business jet that Daddy and I did last year, this was just a big regular airplane. But Spencer and I sat next to each other and cuddled most of the trip. I snoozed for about an hour and then I reached over and rubbed Spencer’s Penis through his pants, I loved feeling it get hard for me. He looked over at me.

“You’re just unstoppable, aren’t you honey?” he grinned, kissing me and stroking my thigh with his strong hand. I nodded. “Yep.”

He motioned for one of the steward guys, and asked for a blanket so “my little sister can take a nap” and I grinned at him. In a few minutes, we had a nice big grey blanket draped across our laps. I took a sip of my soda, and then snaked my hand down beneath the blanket until I could feel his Perfect Penis again. It wasn’t easy unzipping him and pulling that massive piece of Perfection out, but I managed to do it. The stinker wouldn’t even help me, he just smiled at me and leaned back in the seat. I finally managed to get his entire Penis free, and started shucking my hand back and forth, jerking him off slowly, just to tease and antagonize him. Two could play this game! I watched him grimace and pump his hips up, trying to get me to jerk more of him, and do it faster. I let my hand slide up to the very top of his Perfection, and rubbed my thumb over the tip, feeling the bead of pre-cum slide around and shine his cap.

He moaned under his breath, and I looked around quickly to see if anyone had noticed. The little old lady in the seat across the aisle looked at me with a prune-face and a disgusted grimace. It was obvious that she had seen me working on Spencer under the blanket. I saw her mouth the words, “You little tramp,” but I didn’t give a shit. I smiled at her and mouthed back, “Watch this.” I was devilish. I turned to Spencer and lifted the edge of the blanket and ducked my head under it. It wasn’t easy, because of the damn arm rest between the seats, but I lifted up on my knees and bent my body over it, and since Spencer’s Penis was so damn long, it met my lips without too much effort. I sucked the tip into my mouth and tormented it with my tongue, wetting it fully, sucking it up into my mouth. I spent maybe thirty seconds sucking his Penis, and then sat up and looked over, smiling at the old witch.

She looked like she was about to have a stroke. Her whole face was red and her hands were clenching the ends of the armrests on her seat. I smirked at her, and resumed jerking Spencer . He was thrusting his hips up to meet my fist, slowly at first, and then speeding up. I leaned over to kiss him and we smooched loudly, dueling tongues and lips, making smacking noises that could not have been mistaken for anything else. Spencer got close, I could hear and feel him approaching the point of no return. Just as he started to grunt and spurt, I leaned over quickly and fastened my lips around his crown, feeling the first hot jet smack against my tongue and spread over the inside of my mouth. I whimpered as my boyfriend ejaculated seven strong streams of hot semen into my face, closing off my throat and letting the entire load collect in a pool on my tongue. I slowed my jerking, using my small fingers to wring the last little bits of him up out of his Perfect Balls and Penis, which I sucked strongly up into my mouth, trying hard not to let any of the precious fluid seep out from between my lips. As Spencer relaxed back into his seat with a contented sigh, I pulled up and away from his midsection, and sat back in my seat. I turned my head to look at the old lady across the aisle, and she had a look on her face you would not believe. I mischievously let one small dribble of white leak from the corner of my mouth, and then swallowed as loudly as I could, and then opened my mouth to show her it was totally empty. Spencer’s semen was rich and tasty as usual, just the merest hint of sweet from his fruit juice regimen.

I turned back to Spencer and kissed him on the cheek, and we snuggled as the ocean flew by beneath us. It didn’t take long for both of us to fall asleep.

I woke as I felt the plane dip and descend, we were coming into the island’s airport, zooming over the beach and aiming like a dart at the narrow ribbon of concrete. I looked out the window past Spencer, enjoying the sight of the bright sun beaming down on the palm trees and hot sand. People were scattered over the beach like colorful pebbles.

We blew through customs, and as soon as Spencer and I walked out of the terminal, Christine zoomed up and screeched to a stop right in front of us in a brightly colored pink jeep. She was topless and her boobs had a sheen of sweat or lotion on them that made them shine in the bright sunlight!

“Jules!!!! Oh My GOD!!!!” she screamed, jumping out of the jeep and hugging me tighter than any thing I’d ever felt, actually rubbing up against me and undulating her hips at me. “You are just scrumptious you little slut, I could just eat you up! And YOU!-“ she turned to Spencer, “You are going to have to fuck two horny girls all night long to make up for not being here!” she teased. She took an arm from each of us and we tossed our bags into the back of the jeep, jumping in with a laugh as Christine sped away from the terminal, nearly knocking over a big wagon full of luggage!

The three of us sped down the narrow sandy road towards the resort we were at, it was the same place we’d been to last year, so it all looked familiar. As we got closer to the cabins, we saw more nude and semi-nude tourists walking along the road or hiking through breaks in the palms towards the beach. I realized I loved this place, coming back here made me feel just so free and happy and contented. Spencer was sitting up front next to his sister, and I was in back. I leaned forwards and yelled to Christine through the wind and noise of the jeep.

“Hey, are we staying at the same place as last year?”

She turned to look at me. “No,” she half-shouted, “I got a larger, big cabin with lots of room for us all! We’ll all be together!”

I grinned and sat back, closing my eyes and letting the fragrant, warm breeze blow over me while the sun shone on my face. I licked my lips, hoping for a little leftover drop but I’d gotten it all hours ago. . .

—

Soon we were unpacked and relaxing around the little swimming pool that was smack dab in the middle of the big cabin or cabana or whatever it’s called. Christine was right, this thing was huge compared to the one Daddy and I stayed in last time. When you came in the front door, there was a big living space with three couches and a few big chairs and lounging stuff, with a big sliding glass door out to the small strip of palms between us and the beach. It looked like we had a long wide stretch of beach all to ourselves, too, so that was neat! On the other side as you came in the front door was a small but useable kitchen with an island and some bar stools for sitting around for breakfast, I guess. The kitchen led to a big courtyard with a bunch of trees and bushes right in the middle, and the pool too! Straight ahead was an entry onto the courtyard in the center, then off the courtyard were the big bedrooms, one for each of us, but of course I would be sleeping with Spencer, and who knows, maybe Christine would be sleeping with us too, so we had plenty of bedrooms to go around!

I followed Spencer into the first bedroom when we got there, and we quickly shed our clothes and I put just a small bikini bottom on, and he slipped on a pair of swim trunks. We were both still pretty pale from the winter, and didn’t want to burn our skin off too quickly! Stopping at the kitchen for a drink of pineapple juice for me, Christine grabbed two beer bottles and joined us on lounge chairs out at the pool. I sat on the edge and dangled my feet in the water, it was warm as bath water!

“So how was the flight, Spence?” she asked.

“Fine. Julia joined the Mile-High club.” he grinned at me.

“Whaat?” Christine asked. “Tell me you didn’t lock yourselves in the bathroom at 35,000 feet!” she smiled.

“No, nothing like that. We just covered with a blanket and she gave me a hand job!”

Christine giggled and threw a towel at the back of my head.

“A handy! Is that the best you can do, little girl?”

I turned and tossed the towel back at her with a laugh.

“Well, those seats are kinda cramped, you know! And don’t worry, I swallowed his cum like a good little slut! Even showed the old lady across the aisle!”

We all laughed at that. Soon, Spencer was snoring softly, I guess I really took it out of him, LOL!!! Continuing to chat about nothing much, Christine came over to sit next to me at the pool’s edge. She’d taken her bottom off already, and I couldn’t help admiring her trim belly and tanned legs. She’d been here for a week already, and her tan was pretty much top to bottom brown. My eyes were drawn to her smooth mound and her sparkling clit ring.

“So how’ve you been Jules, what’s the latest and greatest?”

I spent a few minutes telling her about my summer with the pool guys, and the basketball game (she widened her eyes at that one!) and then my little medical adventures.

“So the doctor said that my cervix was almost totally closed up, you know, and that I should get it opened up a little bit. It wasn’t bad, but I couldn’t have sex there for like a week, and then, she took out my IUD and so I had to get on the pill, and that added another MONTH to my nun’s life!” I laughed. “But there are alternatives, you know!” I grinned at her.

“I bet your cute little ass got a workout from Spencer and everybody else!” she shrieked in hilarity. “I know the feeling!”

“You know it girlfriend, and I bet I swallowed ten gallons of sperm too!” and we both dissolved in giggles.

I showed her my newly denuded clit too, and she stroked it with a smooth fingernail. “Oh, baby, I bet this little darling is going to be just the thing! I can’t wait to suck it!” and I shivered in anticipatory delight. She diddled me for a few minutes, and I just leaned back with my elbows on the smooth concrete of the pool apron, my legs spread wide, and my face turned up to the sun. My nipples hardened, and I felt her lips close around one and suck gently. I went “ummmmmmm” real softly, enjoying the sensuous feel of her fingers and mouth. Pretty soon, I needed more, so I pulled my legs up out of the water and skimmed off my bikini bottom, and Christine showed me how to scissor our legs so we could rub our pussies together. That was a cool feeling! We held each other’s arms and pushed our pussies together, rubbing and squirming around naked by the pool. I could feel her clit ring rubbing against my lips and it didn’t take more than a minute or two and I popped off a nice cum, and she was right behind me! We continued to rub ourselves together, and I came about four more times until we were both sweaty and exhausted. We collapsed together, our legs still intertwined, and then we just rolled off into the pool!

The warm water washed all the sweat and girl cum off, and then we just floated around for a while, listening to Spencer snore. At one point, we were standing in a part of the pool that was about four feet deep, and the water lapped at the bottoms of my boobs as I stood with my arms on the edge, next to Christine. I decided to broach my idea to her as we stood there side by side in the warm water.

Her eyes widened as I outlined my plan. “Are you kidding, honey? I mean, I realize you’re a slut and all but really?. . .” she chuckled. “It might take a few days to get it all together.” I continued to plead and cajole, emphasizing what I wanted and really laying it on pretty thick about how much I wanted it. You’d have thought I was a little girl asking for a pony or something.

We talked about my plan for a while, all the time rubbing each other under the water. Then Christine jumped out and scooted around so she was sitting on the pool apron, and spread her legs on either side of me, gripping me around the upper arms and smiling.

“I think all our talk has made me horny, sweetie. Do me a favor? . . .” she said, putting one hand on the back of my head and pulling me in towards her crotch. I certainly didn’t resist. Her pussy was a thing of beauty, two fleshy but not fat lips on either side, framing her inner lips which were thinner, smaller flaps that were perfectly arrayed to either protect, or welcome cocks, into her hole. It was wet and pink and I could feel the heat emanating from it even now. Her clit stood proud and waiting, the silver ring almost vibrating with her need. I put my hands on her thighs and opened her up a little more, leaning in to swipe my tongue across the top of her clit ridge and tickle the ring. Christine moaned and gasped as I teased.

I captured her clit between my lips and mercilessly tormented it with my tongue, beating it back and forth. Her tang was spicy and salty and tart. I pulled on her clit and sucked hard at it, rattling my teeth on the ring. It took only a moment for her first climax to overtake her, and she clenched at my head with her legs, her hips shaking up at me and her moans loud enough to wake the neighbors. She grabbed her tits with both hands, squeezing and pulling at the nipples to add even more sensation to the feelings flooding her body.

I relinquished my grip on her clitty and moved my tongue down to the top of her valley, swiping left, right and up and down, sucking one lip and then the other into my mouth for a good walloping. I pulled more and more juice from her soaked pussy, gulping it down with a gratified swallow. Then forming my tongue into a hard point, I leaned in farther and pushed it as far up into her pussy as I could reach, tasting her walls on both sides, loving the wet waterfall of her arousal that was leaking into my mouth. Another orgasm rattled through her, her grunts and moans egging me on to even more delicious licking and sucking. I swabbed her insides as far as I could reach on both sides, my tongue seeking out and swallowing every drop of moisture she could generate. I felt the smooth walls of her pussy grip at my tongue like it was a miniature dick, and I fucked her with it as best as I could. I was grunting and moaning myself as I ate her pussy, and her hands alternated between pinching her nipples and grabbing my head to guide it to the spots she wanted me to work on. I wrung another two or three climaxes out of Christine before she finally shrieked long and loud through a body-shaking orgasm, and pushed my head away from her over sensitive and totally exhausted clit.

“ohmygod sweetie, ohmygod. . .” she gasped, her chest rising and falling with her deep breaths. “I thought my pussy was gonna explode!” she moaned, falling back to lay flat on the pool apron, her legs draped over my shoulders as I smiled in satisfaction at her.

“Christine I love your pussy! I don’t know how you guys did it, but between Spencer’s Perfect Penis, and your Perfect Pussy, your family has about the best friggin’ sex organs I’ve ever seen!” I laughed, and we both giggled like idiots.

Gradually, I pulled myself out of the pool, and we both staggered into the cabana.

“Chrissy, would you do me a favor?” I asked, hesitantly, as we headed toward the big bathroom between two of the bedrooms.

“Sure, baby, what is it? You need your sweet little pussy eaten too?”

“Well, I’d never turn that down – “, I laughed, “but I wonder if you’d let me shave you? You’re getting a little stubbly down there, if you hadn’t noticed, and I’ve never shaved another girl, I’d love to just play with you down there for hours . . .” I asked.

She raised her eyebrows at me and grinned back. “Are you kidding? Of course, honey, whatever you want! We can do each other, get ourselves nice and smooth and babylike! It’s been a day or so since I trimmed, I guess, I am getting just a big shaggy! Hey, maybe you and I can go into town some day and just say ‘Fuck it!’ and get lasered? My treat!”

“Lasered?” I asked

“Yeah, baby – lasered. They zap every little hair down there clean out, and you never have to worry about shaving again! We can get smoothed out from clit to ass! How’s that sound?”

I smiled at her and nodded. “Sounds fantastic! You mean they take everything off? Completely?”

“Smooth as a bowling ball, babe. I’ve been thinking of doing it for a while now, and this is the perfect time. We can even do our pits if you want!”

We chatted about our plans as the tub filled up and I dumped a half a box of bubble bath flakes in it with a giggle. Before long, the thing looked like a big mass of bubbles. We sank down into it, one of us on each end of the tub, and tickled toes. For a while, we just lay there and soaked in the warm soapy water, but then I got antsy about seeing her pussy close up again, and maneuvered her onto the ledge, rinsing some of the soapy bubbles off her crotch and reaching for the can of shaving cream and razor we’d retrieved from the cabinet. I shook the can and then sprayed a BIG glob of it over her mound and right on her clit and pussy lips, and then crouched down in the tub until my face was right at pussy level.

I smoothed the cool cream over her midsection, making sure I covered her pussy and crotch well. Then I took the razor and slowly, smoothly, started sliding it over her mound, making sure I shaved her closely and carefully. She spread her legs wide so I could get into the crease between each leg and her lips. I grabbed her clit ring gently and held it out of the way as I shaved along and up and down her clitoral ridge, stopping frequently to rinse the razor clean. She started to breathe heavily as I went on, and I stole a quick glance up at her, my tongue poking out between my lips in concentration.

Once her full mound was smooth and bare, I started on her pussy lips. Holding one off to the side, I slide the wet razor down along each full lip, making sure I didn’t miss anything. It felt really nice to be handling her femininity this way, I really enjoyed making another girl feel special and good. I did the other side, again making sure I didn’t leave any gross old hair behind. Once I’d done both lips to my satisfaction, I made her scoot up and tilt her hips, and I shaved the area between the bottom of her pussy and her ass. I hadn’t really noticed it before, but she had a very cute little brown hole. I tickled it with my pinkie and she shuddered.

“Hey Chrissy, does this get a lot of attention? Do you let the boys up here very often?” I teased.

She took a deep breath. “Are you kidding? My butt’s seen tons of action. Of course, Spencer was first, when I was around 10 or so. He was so gentle and kind, he took hours to kiss it and use his fingers and tongue, and made sure I was nothing but a quivering mass of little girl by the time he shoved it in. And it hurt like hell, too, I ain’t gonna kid you – but it was a good hurt, and by the time he came up me, I was yelling at him to fuck my ass like a drunken whore, you know?”

I nodded. I shoved most of one finger up into her while I shaved around it with the razor, until she was glistening clean and completely hairless all over. I started fucking her asshole with my finger, and she had one hand on her clit and one on her tits, and before you could say “abracadabra”, she popped off in a nice cum, splashing water around the bathtub like we were little kids.

I rinsed her off as she relaxed, and then she just dipped back down in the tub and we hugged. I felt very close to Christine, closer than I’d ever felt to another girl. I never knew what it was like to have a mom, so maybe she was my substitute. I knew that I really liked her a lot, and we shared so much.

Of course, she couldn’t let me slide after what I’d done to her, so we ended up switching places, and she shaved me while I leaned back and enjoyed it. Daddy shaved me a lot, so I knew what it felt like to have another person working on you down there, and I really enjoyed being pampered like that. She shaved me up, down and sideways, and then rinsed me off and sucked my pussy until I had a nice orgasm, and then she made me turn around and stick my butt in her face, and she finger-banged my ass while she shaved around my butthole, but she said I had almost nothing back there at all, so I think she just wanted to play with my butthole. Works for me!

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