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Subject: {ASSM} Wanderings - Chapter Two - Love and Loss (Mf mf ff mmf inc)
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Wanderings 
 
 
(c) 2002  Anais Ninja  anais_ninja@hotmail.com 
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/anais_ninja/index.html 
 
Note:  This is my story.  The names and details have been changed to 
protect the privacy of those involved.  Some of this account has been 
reconstructed from memory, but most of it has been based on a journal 
I kept during these years. 
 

 
Chapter Two - Love and Loss (Mf mf ff mmf inc) 

 
1978 
 
It was that spring when we discovered the hole in the closet wall.  
Our bedroom shared a wall with our parents' room, but we never noticed 
the hole until they bought new bedroom furniture.  The low mahogany 
dresser that hid the hole was replaced with a tall cherry armoire, and 
a small shaft of light from their room was revealed when our lights 
were out. 
 
Because the house had thin walls, it was pretty obvious when our 
parents were making love.  The sounds of the bed squeaking and my 
mother's cries of passion were unmistakable.  Del was the first to spy 
on them, but soon we were all taking turns.  The hole was tiny, a gap 
in the drywall over an electrical outlet, but you could see the whole 
bedroom.  Even when the bedroom lights were out, the glow of the 
street lights was sufficient illumination. 
 
It was pretty much the same thing every night.  Ramon would lay on the 
bed in his undershorts while my mother got undressed and put on her 
nightie.  Then they'd kiss for a while.  She'd take off her nightgown 
and he'd strip off his boxers, and she'd suck his cock while she 
fingered herself.  Then they'd fuck, usually with him on top.  
Sometimes he'd fuck her from behind or she'd get on top of him and 
ride his dick.  She'd come, he'd come, and then they'd go to sleep. 
 
On rare occasions, Ramon would lick my mother's pussy, but you could 
tell he wasn't really into it.  When my mother had her period, she'd 
suck him until he came in her mouth or on her tits.  Once, she put his 
cock between her breasts and he came like that.  And once we even saw 
Ramon put his cock in her ass, just like the lady in the magazine. 
 
At first, we'd take turns watching, dragging out the marriage manual 
to learn the name of the position they used when we were finished 
watching.  After a while, when we'd learned all the names of the 
positions, I'd stroke Del and Paco while they were watching and they 
would pump my pussy with the vibrator while I looked through the hole.  
We had to be careful not to make any noise while our parents fucked, 
lest they know we were watching. 
 
One night it seemed like they finished quickly.  None of us had come 
yet by the time Ramon rolled over to fall asleep.  I pulled the 
vibrator out of my pussy and started to head over to my bed when Del 
grabbed my arm. 
 
"You wanna?" he asked.  I was still horny but I was going to finish 
myself in bed. 
 
"Yeah, okay," I said, after a moment of hesitation.  I could see 
Paco's eyes widen as he realized what was going to happen. 
 
We pulled the blanket off our beds and spread them on the floor; our 
bedsprings would have made too much noise.  I made a nest of pillows 
and Del settled into them.  Paco sat on the floor and watched as I 
curled up between Del's legs and began to suck his cock.  My heart 
pounded with the excitement of what we were about to do. 
 
When Del was hard enough, I pulled him from my mouth and took his 
place on the pillows, just as my mother had done in her bed a few 
minutes earlier.  Del knelt between my legs and guided his glistening 
cock into my slit.  Unlike the slim plastic vibrator, his cock felt 
warm and alive.  As I grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, he leaned 
down and kissed me.  Paco knelt next to us and watched while he 
stroked his stiffy. 
 
Slowly, Del began to thrust inside me.  I rocked my bottom the way my 
mother did, meeting his strokes.  The feeling of his cock filling me, 
and the pleasure it produced, made me wonder why we didn't do this 
earlier.  Del's brow began to sheen with perspiration as we fucked on 
our bedroom floor. 
 
"You like that, Annie?" he whispered. 
 
"Yes, Del," I said.  It took me a second to realize that he called me 
by my name instead of "chica". 
 
"Tell me," he said, "Tell me how much you like it."  This was 
something Ramon said to my mother when they fucked. 
 
"I like it.  I like the way you're fucking me," I said, echoing my 
mother's usual response. 
 
Del hooked his arms behind my knees and lifted my legs in the air, 
making his cock feel like it was going deeper than before.  I couldn't 
push back into him, but that didn't matter.  It felt amazing, better 
than a finger, better than a vibrator, even better than Luci's tongue.  
I felt a twinge of regret that she couldn't be here to watch, maybe 
even do it with Del.  I was trying to picture them doing it, Del's 
bronzed body on top of her, his glistening cock pumping her puffy 
slit, when I started to come. 
 
Unlike those times when I used the vibrator or Luci was licking me, 
this wasn't one big wave of pleasure.  Instead, it was a lot of little 
wavelets, each one better than the last, building up in time with 
Del's thrusts.  I started to cry out but Del clamped his mouth on mine 
and started kissing me.  Even so, I almost bit his tongue when I came.  
My legs shook, my toes curled, and I dug my fingers into Del's ass so 
hard that I left red marks in his skin. 
 
"Come for me, Del," I said, my voice a hoarse whisper.  It was 
something my mother said to Ramon when she came before he did.  Del 
lay down on top of me and buried his face in my neck as I ran my hands 
over his strong back.  I felt his cock twitch inside me twice before 
he began to slow down.  Finally he stopped and looked me in the eyes 
before gently kissing me on the lips. 
 
"Was it good?" he asked.  I smiled and nodded. 
 
We kissed again and then he pulled out of me.  I felt tired, sore, and 
empty. 
 
"Can I try?" Paco asked, his cock red from all his rubbing. 
 
"She's not a bicycle, Paco," Del said, swatting his brother's butt. 
 
I was so sore down there that I couldn't have fucked Paco if I wanted 
to, but I had another idea.  I got up from the floor and fetched the 
bottle of lotion I kept next to my bed.  Kneeling next to Paco, I 
poured some on his stiff cock and smeared it around.  Then I laid down 
on my belly on the pile of pillows on the floor.  I'd stuck my finger 
in my bottom while doing myself with the vibrator a few times, and 
Paco's penis wasn't much bigger than that.  Besides, we'd seen Ramon 
do my mother that way and she seemed to like it. 
 
Paco understood what I wanted.  I felt him kneeling behind me and 
place his cock between my cheeks.  He tried to push it into my ass a 
couple of times but it slipped down my crack.  The third time, he 
managed to press it in, but he did it too fast and the pain made me 
pull away. 
 
"Slow.  Do it slow," I said. 
 
"Sorry." 
 
This time it was easier.  At first it hurt like the first time I tried 
to stick a finger in my pussy, but then the pain started to fade.  It 
wasn't as good as having it in my cunny, but Paco seemed to like it.  
He was smiling when I turned to look at him. 
 
Paco started thrusting the way his brother had done, humping my ass 
with his hands around my waist.  He slipped out a couple of times, but 
stuffed it back in my ass without missing a beat.  It didn't take long 
for him to come, a deep thrust followed by a single, long twitch.  He 
kissed me between my shoulder blades before pulling out and getting 
off of my back. 
 
Del, who was half-hard again, helped me up off the floor.  We put the 
pillows back on our beds -- mine had a huge wet spot on one side -- 
and kissed again before going to bed.  I listened to both of them fall 
asleep, hearing their breathing get slower, before I fell asleep 
myself. 
 
                             * * * 
 
 From then on, I was doing it with my stepbrothers almost every night.  
I liked the feeling of Del's cock inside me, but Paco was pretty good 
too.  Unlike his brother, Paco's cock usually stayed hard after he 
came, and he could fuck me for nearly an hour.  We did everything our 
parents did and then some; in the magazines Luci had given me there 
were photos of two guys and a girl doing it at the same time.  We'd 
pretend we were doing porno as I took Paco in my mouth or ass and Del 
in my cunny at the same time. 
 
For Paco's tenth birthday, I gave him a triple feature: sucking him 
first, taking him in my pussy, and then letting him do my ass.  Even 
though we fooled around almost every night, he liked this present 
almost as much as his new baseball glove. 
 
There were a few close calls here and there.  One night Del and I fell 
asleep in his bed together.  When my mother knocked on the door the 
next morning, I flew out of his bed and dived into my bed right before 
she opened the door.  Another night we must have made too much noise 
and Ramon came into the room to check up on us.  Luckily, we had just 
finished and were back in our own beds. 
 
The closest call didn't involve Del, Paco, or our parents, however. 
 
I had made a new best friend, a girl named Tina who went to my school 
and lived only a few blocks away.  She was tall for her age, wore her 
chestnut brown hair in a short page-boy hairdo, and loved to play 
sports.  We were in Little League together and she hit better than 
most of the boys on the team.   
 
Even though she was sort of a tomboy, she liked to do girl stuff, too.  
When we weren't playing ball we were at her house or mine, playing 
with dolls or reading Judy Blume books together.  One afternoon when 
Del and Paco were out riding their bikes, I pulled out the magazines 
Luci gave me.  Tina was flabbergasted. 
 
"Where did you get these?" she asked.  I told her a friend gave them 
to me.  I didn't want to tell her too much too soon.  We read them 
together.  Even though I'd had them for months, it was like looking at 
them with new eyes. 
 
"Have you ever kissed a boy?" I asked.  Tina hesitated before shaking 
her head. 
 
"Have you?" she asked.  I nodded. 
 
"Who?  Is he in our class?" 
 
"I can't tell you," I said. 
 
"Why not?!?" 
 
"It's a secret." 
 
"You're lying, Annie." 
 
"Cross my heart, hope to die." 
 
"Is it Brian?" she asked.  Brian was the tallest boy on our ball team, 
and I knew Tina liked him a lot.  That's why she asked about him. 
 
I said nothing, merely pantomiming a zipper across my lips.  Tina went 
back to the magazine.  She leafed through a few pages before hitting a 
photo spread of two women making out. 
 
"Ever kiss a girl?" I asked.  Tina looked at me, blushing. 
 
"No way.  Have you?" 
 
Instead of replying, I leaned in and kissed her on the lips.  It 
wasn't as good as kissing Luci, and it made me miss her all the more, 
but it felt nice.  Tina seemed to like it, too.  Her hands were all 
over me.  I noticed that she was wearing a training bra and had two 
fleshy nubs that were the beginnings of breasts.  I was still flat as 
a board at that point. 
 
We didn't do much more but kiss and read the magazine that afternoon.  
But later that week we were at her house doing homework.  She left the 
room and came back with some magazines of her own that she'd found in 
her father's toolchest.  These weren't the exotic foreign magazines 
that Luci had; just some old Playboys.  But the women were prettier. 
 
We started to kiss again and soon we had wriggled out of our clothes. 
I was suckling Tina's nipples and she had her hand in my panties when 
her mother opened the door without knocking. 
 
Tina's mother just stood there, speechless.  Then she turned on her 
heel and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.  
My heart was pounding and Tina looked like she was about to cry.  We 
got dressed and walked out of Tina's room.  Her mother was sitting in 
the kitchen, smoking a cigarette.  I left the house without saying a 
word. 
 
It was a long, long walk home.  When I got there, I went to my room 
and lay on my bed, softly sobbing out of fear.  It wasn't fear of 
being punished, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to see Tina ever 
again.  I could hear the phone ringing and I knew it was Tina's 
mother, but there was no one else home to answer it.  I fell asleep 
curled up around my favorite teddy bear. 
 
When I woke up, my mother was sitting on the edge of the bed. 
 
"Want to tell me about it, Annie?" 
 
"About what?" 
 
"You know," she said.  My heart started racing again and I felt tears 
start to form. 
 
"We were just fooling around," I said. 
 
My mother said nothing.  She just brushed my hair away from my face 
with her hand. 
 
"Do you fool around with Del and Paco?" 
 
"No." 
 
"Just Tina?" 
 
I nodded.  And that was that.  Of course, I couldn't go over to Tina's 
house anymore, but that didn't stop her from sneaking over to mine.  I 
told Del and Paco what had happened and we agreed that we needed to be 
more careful.  All things considered, I had gotten off easily. 
 
That night I overheard my mother and Ramon talk about moving into a 
larger house, one in which I would have my own room.  But it never 
happened; money was too tight even though she and Ramon both worked. 
 
Tina and I didn't get an opportunity to pick up where we left off 
until the next week.  She told her mother she was getting together 
with another friend but came over to my house instead.  Within minutes 
of her arrival, we were naked and fooling around on my bed. 
 
I showed Tina how to use my vibrator.  She'd never felt anything like 
that, even though she'd known how to finger herself since she was 
five.  Unlike me, she had no problem putting it inside her, since 
she'd already broken her cherry with the handle of her hairbrush. 
 
"Can I show you something that feels better than the vibrator?" 
 
"Better than this?  Sure," she said. 
 
I spread her legs and kissed her thighs.  Tina settled back on the bed 
and closed her eyes, but when she felt my lips on her pussy she bolted 
upright. 
 
"What are you doing?" she asked. 
 
"Lay back.  You'll love this," I replied.  She did so, but hesitantly. 
 
Tina had some sparse, downy hair on her pussy, and a faint musky scent 
that wasn't at all unpleasant.  I leaned in and began to lick her, 
parting her lips with my tongue.  When I reached her clit I could feel 
her whole body start to tremble with pleasure and excitement.  Perhaps 
there was a bit of fear, too.  We knew we were doing something 
forbidden, and, having been caught once already, our punishment would 
be severe if we were caught again. 
 
I reached up to play with her tiny breasts as I licked her, feeling 
her puffy little nipples stiffen under my fingers.  Her hips rocked as 
I nibbled her button, and I could hear her softly moaning.  She began 
to run her fingers through my hair, gently urging me to tongue her 
harder. 
 
I could tell she was getting close by the way her thighs began to 
tremble.  Taking one of my hands from her breasts, I slipped a finger 
inside her, feeling her heat and wetness.  Suddenly I felt her 
contract around my finger, her stomach rippling as she let out a long, 
low moan followed by a shrill cry.  I kept lashing her with my tongue 
until she had to push my head away.  She rolled on her side, her face 
and chest flushed bright red.  I lay next to her and we held hands as 
I watched her catch her breath. 
 
"That was amazing," she said. 
 
"Maybe you could do me?" 
 
"Sure.  Let me rest up for a minute."  She brought my hand to her lips 
and kissed the finger that had just been inside her. 
 
Tina returned the favor, eating me good despite this being her first 
time.  We were resting in each other's arms afterward when my bedroom 
door flew open.  Tina tensed up, afraid that we were caught again, but 
I knew differently.  It was Del and Paco, home from soccer practice. 
 
"Hey, Annie.  Who's your pretty friend?" Del asked.  Paco just stood 
there grinning as his cock started to pitch a tent in his gym shorts. 
 
"Tina, these are my stepbrothers, Del and Paco," I said.  Tina blushed 
and tried to cover herself with the sheets.  Meanwhile, Del started to 
get undressed, pulling off his t-shirt and stepping out of his shorts.  
He was wearing a jock strap, an item of clothing that was a source of 
considerable pride for him, even though it was hardly necessary at his 
age. 
 
"Hi, Tina," Del said, pulling down the strap.  Tina looked like she 
wanted to say something, but her eyes were glued to Del's half-hard 
cock.  Paco was already naked but for his socks. 
 
"Come here, Del.  Tina wants to touch it," I said. 
 
"I do not!" she protested. 
 
"Yes she does," I said, tickling her in the ribs.  She elbowed me in 
the side and made a move to get out of bed, but I held her around the 
waist and wouldn't let go.  Del came over to the bed and sat next to 
Tina, his erection bobbing in his lap.  Tina stared at it the whole 
time. 
 
"Go ahead.  It won't bite," Del said. 
 
Tina thought for a second and slowly reached out for Del's penis.  She 
hesitated before finally touching it. 
 
"That's so weird.  It's hard inside," she said. 
 
"Wrap your fingers around it and pull the skin back," I told her.  She 
grasped Del's erection and slid the foreskin back until it was taut, 
exposing the knobby end of Del's cock. 
 
"Now slide it back and forth," I said.  To show her what I meant, I 
called Paco over to sit next to me and took his hardness in my hand, 
slowly jerking him off.  Tina watched for a second and began to do the 
same to Del. 
 
"Play with his balls with your other hand.  He likes that," I 
instructed.  Tina readily complied; her fascination with Del's 
equipment was obvious.  Del was equally taken with Tina's puffy 
nipples and he reached out to caress and fondle them.  I felt a twinge 
of envy towards her little budding breasts, wishing I had some for Del 
to play with. 
 
"Ready for the next step?" I asked.  Tina nodded, eagerly.  I rolled 
over on my belly and leaned into Paco's lap, parting my lips to take 
his stiffy in my mouth.  Tina watched as I sucked his smooth boycock 
and licked his hairless balls. 
 
Anticipating what was about to happen, Del reclined next to his 
brother and spread his legs as Tina curled up between his thighs.  She 
glanced over at me and I gave her an encouraging smile.  Slowly, she 
lowered her head in Del's lap and began to suck his hardness. 
 
"Use your tongue like this," I said, taking one of her fingers in my 
mouth and swirling my tongue over it.  From the look of Del's blissful 
expression, she must have been a quick learner.  We sucked my 
stepbrothers' cocks for a few minutes, until Tina started to get 
tired. 
 
"My jaw aches," she said, rubbing it. 
 
"Yeah, it does at first," I replied.  Then I got up from between 
Paco's legs and straddled his hips, guiding his cock towards my slit.  
I lowered myself down on his erection and began to hump him.  Tina 
hesitated for a moment but Del tugged at her arm.  She got on top of 
him and aimed his cock at her pussy. 
 
"Go for it," Del said.  She slowly lowered herself down on his cock 
and sighed. 
 
"Feel good?" I asked, taking her hand.  She smiled and nodded, closing 
her eyes and squeezing my hand.  Here we were, two best friends, 
fucking side-by-side on my bed.  I closed my eyes and listened to the 
sound of the bed groaning and our young pussies sucking a pair of hard 
cocks. 
 
Tina was the first to come, releasing my hand and nearly falling over 
on me.  Her ass moved quickly over Del's hips and he could barely keep 
up with her thrusts.  Finally, he grabbed her bottom and arched his 
back, groaning with pleasure as his cock twitched and spurted inside 
her.  This sight triggered my own climax, and I began to grind my sex 
against the top of Paco's cock, trying to prolong my orgasm.  This 
brought Paco off, though he stayed hard as usual.  I wanted to ride 
him to another orgasm, but it was getting late and my mother was due 
home soon. 
 
This was by no means the last time Tina joined me in playing with my 
horny stepbrothers, though because of her mother's restriction against 
seeing me we could only do it once each week or so.  Still, I managed 
to teach her how to do everything, though she wasn't very fond of 
putting anything in her bottom, even a finger. 
 
When school ended for the summer, we spent more time together, alone 
and with Del and Paco.  Del's cock was growing nicely, Paco had just 
started to make cream, and I began to grow little titties.  I had to 
start wearing a training bra and sometimes my nipples were so 
sensitive that they hurt, but when Del and Paco sucked them I was in 
heaven.  I could almost come from that alone. 
 
I look back on that summer as one of the happiest times of my life.  
Tina and I were best friends, as inseparable as Luci and I had been.  
We had the run of the neighborhood, a patch of bungalows on a sandy 
side street near the beach; most of our neighbors were retirees who 
were more than happy to keep an eye on us while our parents were at 
work.  When we weren't on the beach, riding our bikes, or playing 
baseball, we'd be in my bedroom having naughty, sexy fun.  It was 
heaven, at least until school started that fall. 
 
 
                             * * * 
 
 
It was right before my twelfth birthday when my world turned upside 
down. 
 
There was a police car in the driveway when I came home from school 
that afternoon.  I remember thinking that something must have happened 
to Ramon, maybe some sort of accident on the boat.  My heart was 
pounding as I turned the key in the front door lock.  Del and Paco 
were sitting on the living room couch, their eyes bloodshot and red.  
There were two policemen and a middle-aged woman in a suit writing 
something on a clipboard.  She looked up and cleared her throat when I 
walked into the room. 
 
"You're Anne?" she asked. 
 
"Yes, ma'am." 
 
"Anne, I have some terrible news," she said, motioning for me to sit 
next to her on the couch.  I put down my knapsack and walked over to 
the couch.  My stomach tightened into a knot and my feet felt like 
cement blocks.  I sat next to her and she put her arm around my 
shoulder. 
 
"There was a robbery at your mother's bank.  She was hurt during the 
hold-up.  She was taken to the hospital but I'm afraid it was too 
late," she said in a near-whisper.  Paco started crying again. 
 
I screamed so hard that I wet myself. 
 
Del told me a few months later that I screamed for over an hour, that 
I screamed until my voice gave out and I was spitting up blood.  I 
don't remember much of the rest of the day, just little details like 
the woman's rose-scented perfume and the wet spot I left on the couch.  
The woman took me into the bathroom and held my hair while I threw up, 
according to Del.  Then she gave me a sponge bath and helped me change 
into a nightie, sitting next to my bed until the screaming stopped and 
the tears began to flow. 
 
I slept until noon the next day.  While I was sleeping, the policemen 
took Ramon to identify my mother's body and make funeral arrangements.  
One of Ramon's sisters came over to watch Del and Paco.  By the time 
Ramon returned, his whole family was waiting to console him. 
 
This was the scene I woke up to: Ramon's older sister, Maria, sitting 
by my bed, quietly knitting as she kept an eye on me.  She hugged me, 
said something in Spanish, maybe a prayer, and held me when I started 
crying again.  My throat was dry and scratchy, my stomach empty.  I 
started to get out of bed. 
 
"No, no, no," she said, "Pobrecita." 
 
"Hungry," I whispered.  She understood, nodding and taking my hand.  I 
didn't bother to get dressed.  I just walked with her to the kitchen 
in my nightgown.  As we passed the living room, there must have been 
two dozen people there.  All conversation stopped when they saw me 
padding into the kitchen with Maria. 
 
There were pots and saucepans simmering on the stove, attended by 
Ramon's mother and her sister, who stopped what they were doing and 
each gave me a long hug.  I sat at the kitchen table, sipping water, 
while Maria and I struggled with the language barrier.  She held up a 
roll.  I shook my head.  Eggs.  No.  Cereal.  "Si, por favor." 
 
Ramon's mother made me eggs anyway, even though I barely made a dent 
in the bowl of cereal.  I ate half before pushing it away and going 
back to my room.  Again, the conversation stopped when I passed the 
living room.  I crawled back into bed and cried myself to sleep. 
 
The setting sun woke me up, shining through my bedroom window and 
falling on my pillow.  I was hungry again, but I took a shower first 
and changed into the clothes I would have worn to school that day.  
Ramon was home, along with Del and Paco, sitting on the living room 
couch, surrounded by his extended family.  My stepfather hugged me.  
It was the first time he'd ever done that.  I sat next to Del on the 
couch, and he reached out to take my hand, squeezing it gently.  I 
noticed that someone had cleaned the cushion. 
 
I sat there quietly, listening to the flow of conversation, trying to 
make out words I knew.  I thought I heard my name; they were calling 
me "Pobrecita Anita".  Poor Little Annie. 
 
"They're talking about you," Del whispered in my ear. 
 
"I know.  What are they saying?" 
 
"They're asking Papi about your family." 
 
Except for my father, who hadn't written or called in years, there was 
no one else.  My mother's parents were dead, she had no sisters or 
brothers, and my father's parents lived somewhere in California.  It 
had been years since I'd seen them.  I suddenly realized that, unless 
I could find my father, I might be placed in foster care.  That is, if 
I couldn't stay with Ramon, Del, and Paco. 
 
I sat there feeling alone in a room full of people. 
 
The next few days went by in a blur.  Ramon's family was a constant 
presence, the women cooking and clucking over me, Del, and Ramon; the 
men keeping Ramon company, drinking rum and smoking their big smelly 
cigars and stinking up the living room with the scent of their 
cologne.  
 
There was a funeral in a big church filled with people kneeling and 
chanting.  My mother didn't belong to a church, though we were 
Presbyterian by default.  Our Sundays were usually spent reading the 
funny papers and eating pancakes with syrup.  I was awestruck by the 
vaulted arches of the cathedral, the sculpture of the Crucifixion, the 
sound of the organ. 
 
My mother's coffin was closed for some reason.  I remember wanting to 
open it; I wanted to tell her that I loved her one last time, but I 
was quickly hustled away by Ramon's sisters. 
 
Someone gave me flowers to lay on the casket before it was lowered 
into the ground.  I forget who.  They were pretty flowers. 
 
And then it was over.  Ramon's sisters, Maria, Paloma, and Estrella, 
stayed with us during the day, cooking and cleaning, watching us when 
Ramon went back to work.  Ramon's mother and aunt would bring 
casseroles by occasionally.  The smell of cigars and after shave faded 
from the living room. 
 
The lady who told me about my mother's death would stop by every so 
often.  She was a social worker from the Department of Family 
Services, and she told me that she was trying to get in touch with my 
father, but he wasn't easy to find.  I'd listen to what she had to 
say, nodding now and again to show that I was listening, but I was 
lost in my grief. 
 
A few days after the funeral I was lying on my bed.  I hadn't been to 
school in a week, but that didn't seem to matter to me or anyone else.  
Del and Paco came into the room, knocking on the door first.  I 
thought that was strange.  It was their room, too.  Del sat on the 
edge of my bed. 
 
"Annie?  Are you okay?" he asked.  Paco sat on Del's bed. 
 
I didn't reply.  I just stared at the wall. 
 
"Annie, that social worker lady wants to take you away." 
 
I sat up.  "Where did you hear this?" I asked. 
 
"I heard her taking to Papi." 
 
"Take me where?" 
 
"They want to put you with someone named Foster," Paco said. 
 
My stomach twisted.  I told Del and Paco about my father, how he left 
us, how I never heard from him. 
 
"I want you to stay with us, Annie," Del said.  "You're our sister." 
 
He put his arms out to hug me.  We embraced.  Paco started to cry.  I 
started to cry.  Even Del's eyes were moist.  I hugged them both. 
 
"I don't want to leave you," I said, trying not to sob. 
 
The social worker came by the next day.  Her name was Miss Perkins. 
 
"Annie, we still haven't been able to contact your father," she said. 
 
"I want to stay with Ramon," I said. 
 
"I'm not sure we can allow that." 
 
It was then that I told her about what my father used to do when he 
bathed me, how he'd touch me, how he'd make me touch him.  It was half 
memory, half fiction, but when I was done it seemed like Miss Perkins 
had lost her Florida tan. 
 
"I see," she said. 
 
"No, you don't see," I shouted.  "I want to stay with my brothers.  I 
want to stay with Ramon.  If you put me in a foster home I'll run 
away." 
 
Miss Perkins made a note on her clipboard and cleared her throat. 
 
"Very well," was all she said. 
 
After dinner that evening, Ramon pulled me aside.  We went out to the 
patio.  The sun was setting through the palm trees.  Ramon had a glass 
of rum and a cigarette.  He hadn't smoked when my mother was alive. 
 
"This Perkins lady says you want to stay with us," he said. 
 
He took a long drag on his cigarette. 
 
"I don't know how to raise a daughter," he said, exhaling. 
 
"You're going to send me away?"  There was an edge of panic in my 
voice. 
 
"No, I didn't say that." 
 
"Well, what then?" 
 
"I mean I don't know if I can do right by you." 
 
"What do you mean?" 
 
He paused, taking another drag.  "I mean what happens when you start 
to get your period?  Who is going to buy you your first bra?  Who is 
going to teach you how to cook, to clean, to sew?"  He looked 
embarrassed and somewhat lost.  I'd never seen him like this: 
vulnerable. 
 
"Don't worry about that.  I know what to do," I said, summoning up 
more confidence than I had a right to possess. 
 
"Okay, but there are other things." 
 
"Like what?" 
 
He thought for a while, mulling over unknown scenarios in his head.  I 
put my hand out and reached for his. 
 
"I want to stay with you and Del and Paco.  I want to keep the family 
we have," I said. 
 
Ramon looked at me in a way I'd never seen before.  Maybe I'd 
inadvertently echoed something my mother had said.  Maybe my words had 
a weight that went beyond my years. 
 
"Pobrecita Anita," he whispered, leaning over to kiss me gently on the 
cheek.  He squeezed my hand, his calluses hard and rough against my 
smooth skin.  "Mi familia," he said, "Mi hija."  My daughter. 
 
I relaxed for the first time in days.  Tears of joy rolled down my 
cheeks instead of tears of grief and sadness. 
 
"Te amo," I said. 
 
"Te amo," he repeated. 
 
Del and Paco were overjoyed.  That night we all slept in my bed.  We 
didn't do anything except hold each other.  That was enough.  I felt 
safe between them.  I thought I saw Ramon open the door and take a 
long, lingering look at us, but I wasn't sure whether I had dreamed 
that or if it really happened. 
 
Miss Perkins must have been satisfied at the arrangement, because she 
stopped coming around.  Ramon's sisters cooked our dinners, though I 
began to get up early in the morning to cook breakfast for Del and 
Paco.  I even made breakfast for Ramon, but only on Sundays; he was up 
at four in the morning the rest of the week. 
 
I was back at school the next week, letting the old routine push my 
grief into the distance.  I had other things to keep my mind off of my 
mother's passing, like fooling around with Tina and my brothers. 
 
There was a hole in Ramon's life, too.  I realized this one night when 
I heard him weeping in his bedroom.  I put my eye to the hole in the 
closet wall that we used to watch him make love to my mother.  Ramon 
was sitting in bed, holding one of my mother's nightgowns to his face 
and softly sobbing into it.  It had been almost a month and her 
clothes and makeup were still where she'd left them.  Ramon didn't 
have the heart to bag them up and throw them away. 
 
After a few weeks of this I began to wish that there was something I 
could do.  It was breaking my heart to see him like this.  It was 
bringing my own feelings of loss back.  I had to do something. 
 
The following Saturday night Ramon had been hitting the rum pretty 
hard.  I sat in my closet with my eye glued to the hole, waiting for 
him to get undressed and go to bed.  As soon as the bedroom light went 
out, I got up and went to my dresser, pulling out one of my mother's 
nightgowns, a skimpy babydoll negligee, and some cosmetics and perfume 
I had swiped from her vanity while Ramon was at work. 
 
Paco was asleep, but Del was watching as I put on the nightie and 
applied the makeup and perfume. 
 
"What are you doing?" he asked. 
 
"Ramon cries every night," I said.  "I want to make him feel better." 
 
"Are you sure about this?" 
 
"Yes," I said. 
 
"You look beautiful.  Like your mother." 
 
"Thank you," I said, kissing him on the lips.  "I'll be back soon." 
 
I got up and left our room, tiptoeing down the hall to Ramon's 
bedroom.  My heart was pounding as I slowly turned the doorknob and 
opened the door.  I stepped into the bedroom and quietly closed the 
door.  I waited next to the door for a minute to let my eyes adjust to 
the darkness.  I could hear Ramon breathing, the hum of an electric 
clock, a cricket outside the window. 
 
After my eyes adjusted, I went over to the bed.  Ramon was lying on 
the left side; the side where my mother slept was empty.  I walked to 
the right side of the bed and gently lifted the sheet, carefully 
easing into the bed so it wouldn't creak and wake him up.  I laid next 
to him, watching him sleep.  He must have been dreaming or something 
because every so often he'd mutter something that sounded like Spanish 
but it could have been English.  Sometimes he'd stir and then he'd be 
still again. 
 
Ramon was laying on his side, one arm folded against his chest, the 
other stretched out across the bed.  I gently took his outstretched 
arm and placed it on my waist.  Reflexively, he drew me closer, and I 
put my arm around him.  His breath felt warm against my cheek.  I ran 
my hand over his strong, tanned back.  He stirred again and inhaled. 
 
"Valerie?" he muttered.  That was my mother's name. 
 
"I'm here," I whispered. 
 
"Valerie," he said again. 
 
I brushed his lips with my own.  Half-asleep now, he held me closer, 
his lips parting, our tongues meeting.  I felt his manhood stir 
against my thighs.  He held me tight, his hand reaching down to 
squeeze my bottom as we kissed. 
 
Then he pulled back and his eyes opened.  Even asleep he could tell my 
ass from my mother's. 
 
"Annie!  What the...?"  He turned and reached for the bedside lamp, 
flooding the room with light.  He sat up and pulled the sheet aside. 
 
"I-I-I'm so sorry," I stammered.  My heart pounded as I realized what 
a stupid idea this was.  "I j-just wanted to..."  I covered my eyes 
against the blinding light as they began to fill with tears. 
 
"What were you thinking?" he demanded. 
 
"I-I-I dunno, I just wanted to..." 
 
"Wanted to WHAT?!?" 
 
"I just wanted to...make you feel better," I blurted out. 
 
"Oh, Annie..." he said, a trace of sadness in his voice.  I felt his 
hand take my arm and I thought he was going to throw me out of bed, 
but instead he drew me closer and held me.  I lay my head on his chest 
and quietly sobbed.  Ramon kissed the top of my head and caressed my 
back. 
 
"It's all right...it's all right," he cooed.  I realized that I missed 
my father almost as much as I missed my mother.  Then I remembered 
what my father would do when he bathed me.  I wondered what my life 
would be like if he hadn't left.  Would he have held me like this?  I 
tried to remember if he had, but all I could remember was the bathtub 
and how he'd put my hands on his cock. 
 
"Annie?  What are you doing?"  Ramon asked. 
 
While I was thinking about my father I had taken Ramon's cock in my 
hand and started stroking it. 
 
"Annie.  Stop it." 
 
Without replying, I curled between his legs and brought his cock to my 
lips. 
 
"Annie, no.  This is wrong." 
 
I parted my lips and took him in my mouth.  I knew he was big from all 
the times I spied on him with my mother, but up close he seemed huge.  
Despite his protests, he was fully erect.  I cupped his balls with one 
hand and stroked his shaft with the other, bathing the fat head of his 
cock with my tongue. 
 
"Annie, no," he said, weakly. 
 
My head bobbed in his lap. 
 
"No." 
 
His fat cock throbbed between my lips. 
 
"No."  It was almost a whisper. 
 
I could taste his precum.  It was salty, like the sea. 
 
"No."  His voice trailed off into a raspy groan. 
 
I felt his hand in my hair, but he made no effort to pull me off him.  
I sucked him slowly, feeling him throb and twitch in my mouth.  There 
was something exciting about it, forbidden and wrong, of course.  But 
there was something else, a feeling that I was still connected with my 
mother by taking this man's cock in my mouth, a cock I'd watched her 
take nearly every night. 
 
I remembered how she used to tilt her head, sucking him with a 
corkscrew motion.  Ramon's hips began to move and I felt his hand on 
the back of my head.  I tried to take all of him in my mouth, but he 
was too big for me and I had to back off before I started to choke. 
 
"Sorry," he said. 
 
"S'okay," I said, pulling my mouth off of him and stroking his fat 
cock. 
 
"You don't have to do this." 
 
"I know," I said.  I took him back in my mouth.  He sighed and closed 
his eyes as I licked and sucked his shaft, swirling my tongue over his 
bulbous cockhead.  Suddenly he groaned, his balls twitching in my 
hand, his cock spasming and filling my mouth with his semen.  I 
swallowed as much as I could, but a few errant drops escaped from the 
corner of my mouth.  I thought Del squirted a lot, but that was 
nothing compared to his father.  Even after I swallowed a second 
mouthful, Ramon's cock was still dribbling his thick, creamy seed. 
 
I kept him in my mouth, milking him with my lips, until he began to 
soften and wilt.  Ramon tugged at my shoulder and I scooted up to lay 
next to him in my mother's bed.  He put his arm around me and held me 
close, blotting the sperm from my chin with a tissue before kissing me 
on the cheek. 
 
"Gracias, Anita," he whispered.  I rested my head on his shoulder, 
running my hand over his broad chest.  We lay like that for a while 
before I kissed him and got out of bed. 
 
"Good night, Papi," I said. 
 
"Good night, Annie," he replied. 
 
I took a last look at him before closing the bedroom door.  He was 
smiling as he turned out the light.  When I returned to my bedroom, 
Del was till awake. 
 
"Did you watch through the hole?" I asked. 
 
"Yes.  I'm sorry." 
 
"Don't be," I said, pulling off the nightie and getting into his bed.  
He pulled me close as we kissed and I could feel his hardness pressing 
against me. 
 
"You taste funny," he said. 
 
"That's your Papi's cum." 
 
"Ewwww." 
 
I started to laugh but he shushed me, smiling as he rolled on top of 
me and pulled the crotch of my panties aside.  I was wet and horny 
from sucking Ramon's big cock; Del's penis slipped right in.  He began 
to fuck me slowly, using long strokes and letting his cock linger with 
just the tip inside me before plunging to the hilt.  When I started to 
come he clamped his mouth over my own to silence my moans and cries.  
I dug my fingers into his ass as he buried his cock inside me, his 
pubic bone rubbing against my swollen clit.  He gave one last thrust 
and then began to squirt inside me, filling my cunny with his hot 
boyspunk. 
 
Del started to roll off of me but I stopped him.  I wanted to savor 
the feeling of his skin against my skin, heart beating with mine, his 
waning hardness filling my sex.  I traced the muscles in his smooth 
back with my finger as we kissed. 
 
"Too bad Paco's asleep," I said.  I was still feeling a little horny 
and wanted to feel his stiff little cock in my bottom. 
 
"You're a nasty girl," Del said. 
 
"I'm a good little girl.  I made Papi happy." 
 
"You gonna fuck him, too?" 
 
"I don't know.  He's pretty big, he'd gut me like a fish" 
 
"I wanna see that," Del said.  I could feel his cock begin to harden 
inside me. 
 
"You like to watch, don't you?" 
 
Del just grinned, wrapped his arms around me, and rolled over so I was 
on top of him.  He put his hands on my ass, urging me to rock my 
pelvis back and forth on his prick.  I began to ride him like an 
equestrienne, my knees pressing against his hips, my hands on his 
shoulders. 
 
"You want to see Papi's fat prick in my pussy?" 
 
Del nodded and bucked his hips, pushing his hardness deeper inside me.  
I started to ride him faster. 
 
"Maybe fuck my bottom while Papi's in my cunny?" 
 
Del grinned and bucked his hips again, his hands finding my little 
breasts, flicking my nipples with his fingers. 
 
"What if I sucked you off while Papi doggy fucked me?" 
 
"Yeah," Del said, squeezing my titties. 
 
"How about if I took on all three of you at the same time?" 
 
"Nasty girl," Del said, laughing.  He was enjoying these little 
scenarios.  So was I.  I started to come again and Del pulled me down 
to press his lips against mine, wrapping his arms around me and 
thrusting madly.  He held me as I shook and shuddered through an 
intense orgasm, my sloppy pussy spasming around his cock.  He arched 
his back, his cock filling me completely as it began to spurt inside 
me.  The pace of our movements slowed and stopped. 
 
"Yuk, wet spot," he said.  His semen and my juices were leaking out of 
my cunny, soaking his sparse pubes and spreading over his sheets.  I 
got off of him and rolled off the bed.  I was still wearing the 
panties, a sheer pair that matched the nightie I wore when I sucked 
off Ramon.  My mother's nightie.  I pulled them off so they wouldn't 
get stained. 
 
"Sleep with me tonight," I said.  Del wiped himself off with an old t-
shirt and we crawled into my bed, lying together like spoons as we 
drifted off to sleep. 
 
 
                             * * * 
 
 
That was the beginning of our routine.  I started to cook dinners, 
too, taking over from Ramon's sisters.  We spent our evenings on the 
living room couch, watching sports on television, either baseball or 
soccer.  Afterwards, Ramon would head off to his bedroom, I'd change 
into one of my mother's nightgowns, suck him dry, and then return to 
the room I shared with Del and Paco.  Sometimes I'd suck both of them, 
but usually my jaw was too tired from Ramon's big tool, so I'd fuck 
one or both of them. 
 
Ramon's family kept trying to get him to remarry, setting him up with 
dates, arranging meetings with eligible young women, mostly recent 
immigrants from Cuba.  I took it in stride, trying not to let my 
jealousy get the better of me.  I knew that he'd eventually remarry 
and there wasn't anything I could do about it.  Ramon didn't seem to 
like these dates, but he went along with it for his family's sake. 
 
He didn't tried to fuck me, either.  Maybe he knew he was too big for 
my young pussy; maybe he was satisfied just having his cock sucked 
every night.  Maybe he expected me to make the first move.  Nor did he 
touch me down there.  I didn't mind this; Del and Paco kept me more 
than happy in that respect. 
 
My period started right before my 13th birthday, which meant that Del 
and Paco had to start wearing condoms.  Del had no problem buying them 
from the drug store, but Paco was still a bit young for that and had 
to buy them from his brother at extortionate rates.  I felt sorry for 
him and let him use my bottom for his pleasure when he couldn't afford 
rubbers.  I began to like anal sex a bit better, especially when Del 
was in my snatch at the same time.  Mostly, it was the feeling of 
being sandwiched between them that I loved. 
 
It wasn't until that Christmas that I started fucking Ramon, too.  One 
of the gifts he gave me was a lovely sheer babydoll nightie that came 
with a set of crotchless panties.  Ramon blushed when I opened the box 
and held them up, but I knew what he wanted.  I could take a hint. 
 
That night I sucked off Del and Paco before heading into Ramon's 
bedroom, telling them that I wouldn't be back that night.  They 
understood what that meant, and I knew they'd be watching through the 
peephole in the closet wall. 
 
I walked into Ramon's bedroom, wearing the nightie he'd bought me.  My 
little titties barely filled the sheer bodice and the hem was a little 
bit long, but I felt sexy and just a little bit scared, like a 
newlywed on her honeymoon.  Ramon was sitting up in bed, sipping a 
glass of rum and idly stroking his cock.  I started to curl up between 
his legs and reach for his manhood, but he pulled me up on to his 
chest and gave me a long, deep kiss. 
 
"Are you a virgin?" he asked. 
 
"No, Papi." 
 
"Who?" he asked.  I didn't say anything but I must have unconsciously 
glanced in the direction of my bedroom. 
 
"Ah.  I see," he said, taking another sip of rum.  "I thought I heard 
something late at night." 
 
"You're not mad?" 
 
"No.  It'll make men of them," he said.  I leaned forward and kissed 
him again, running my fingers through his thick, jet black hair.  He 
cupped my bottom with his strong hands, and I could feel his cock 
rising against my exposed crotch. 
 
"Suck me a little first," he said.  I smiled and started to plant a 
trail of kisses down his tanned chest, his taut stomach, along his 
thighs, and finally on the tip of his cock.  There was a pearl of 
precum forming and I licked it off before parting my lips and taking 
him in my mouth.  He sighed as I sucked him slowly, gently stroking 
his shaft and fondling his balls. 
 
Then he tugged at my shoulder, reaching into the bedside table for a 
condom.  He handed it to me and I opened the packet, unrolling the 
latex sheath over his hard cock.  Then I straddled his hips and pulled 
the nightie over my head, laying it on the bed next to us.  Adjusting 
the crotchless panties to expose my young sex, I guided his cock into 
my slit and slowly settled upon it, feeling it fill me like never 
before. 
 
"Does it hurt?" he asked. 
 
"No, Papi." 
 
"You like it?" he asked. 
 
"Yes, Papi." 
 
We kissed again and I started to rock my ass over his hips, feeling 
him stretch me, open me.  I could feel every vein on his cock, even 
through the condom that separated us.  Ramon held me by the waist and 
didn't move under me, letting me set the pace of our coupling.  I 
winced a couple of times when his cockhead hit my cervix, but 
otherwise it was pure pleasure. 
 
Ramon placed his lips on one of my puffy nipples and started flicking 
it with his tongue, making me gasp and moan and hump him faster.  He 
put his hands on my bottom and guided me up and down on his cock, 
making the top of his shaft grind against my clitty.  A wave of 
pleasure started to spread outward from my stuffed snatch, making my 
thighs quiver and my chest heave.  When I started to come he squeezed 
my ass, probing my backdoor with one of his fingers.  I started to 
imagine it was Paco's pecker poking me back there and this sent me 
over the edge, making my pussy squeeze Ramon's throbbing cock as I 
came. 
 
As the orgasm waned, I opened my eyes and saw him grinning like Del.  
He sat up and wrapped his arms around me, rolling forward until he was 
on top of me, pulling me back so my head wasn't hanging off the end of 
the bed. 
 
"I'm going to fuck you like I fucked your Mama," he whispered.  "You 
ready for that?"  All I could do was nod.  He lifted my legs over his 
shoulder and held my ass in his hands as he started to thrust, slowly 
at first, and then faster, faster, faster. 
 
"You like that, Annie?" 
 
"Yes, Papi," I gasped. 
 
"Tell me how much you like it." 
 
"I like it.  I like the way you're fucking me." 
 
It's what he and my mother used to say to each other when they made 
love.  Hearing these words, Ramon started to pump my pussy harder, 
nearly knocking the breath from me.  I dug my fingers into his back as 
he pounded me into the mattress, looking down to watch his thick shaft 
disappear inside me.  I felt another orgasm coming on and I closed my 
eyes, surrendering to delicious friction inside me.  My whole body 
quivered under him as I came, making my cunny spasm around his thick 
cock. 
 
I felt Ramon's hardness begin to twitch and he thrust deep inside me, 
his cockhead flaring as he began to fill the condom with his seed.  
Ramon just grunted when he came, and the pace of his strokes slowed 
and stopped.  Releasing my legs, he leaned down and kissed me.  I 
opened my eyes and saw him smiling back at me.  He slowly pulled out 
and unrolled the bulging condom from his softening penis, dropping it 
in the wastebasket next to the bed.  I felt empty down there, and not 
a little sore. 
 
He held me in his arms as we lay together in the bed he had shared 
with my mother.  The open crotch of my panties went from the front 
waistband to the back, and I felt Ramon's cock nestled between my 
cheeks as he held me from behind.  I wiggled my bottom, grinding my 
ass against his groin.  Ramon chuckled and I felt his penis begin to 
stir. 
 
I arched my back and spread my legs.  Ramon's penis flopped down 
between my thighs and I closed them around it, reaching down to pull 
it close to my slit.  I held it there, rubbing myself on the top of 
his shaft, feeling him grow harder against my moist cunny.  Ramon 
began to thrust against me, pushing his cock back and forth between my 
legs. 
 
"Ready for Round Two?" he said.  I nodded.  He rubbed his cock between 
my thighs and then I felt him reaching back for another condom.  He 
ripped open the package with his teeth and then withdrew his cock to 
put on the rubber.  A moment later I felt his latex-clad penis between 
my legs again. 
 
"Lift up," he said, placing his hand under my thigh.  Still laying on 
my side with my back to him, I lifted my right leg and felt his cock 
pressing against my hole.  The tip of his penis slipped a few times 
until I reached down and guided it inside me.  Ramon held my hips as 
he filled me with his manhood. 
 
He felt bigger than before, and I loved the way the underside of his 
shaft pressed against the top wall of my vagina.  Ramon's breath felt 
warm against the back of my neck and he started to plant little kisses 
down my shoulder.  I pushed back against his groin, wanting to feel 
him deeper and deeper inside me. 
 
As we slowly squirmed against each other I realized that I was facing 
the wall with the peephole, an electrical outlet next to my mother's 
vanity.  I wondered if Del or Paco were watching right now.  Just in 
case they were, I puckered my lips, pantomimed a kiss, and winked at 
the peephole. 
 
I reached down to feel Ramon's cock worming its way in and out of my 
pussy, smearing some of my wetness over my clit and rubbing it.  Ramon 
released my leg, pressing my thighs together as he fucked me.  His 
cock felt huge, like a baseball bat stuffed inside me.  Then he 
surprised me by wrapping his arm around me and rolling over so I was 
on top of him again, except this time I was on my back.  His hands 
were all over me, caressing my thighs, my hips, my waist, my budding 
breasts.  I'd never done it like this with Del but I began to wish I 
had.  
 
Ramon encouraged me to sit up and tuck my legs behind me, leaning over 
so my head almost touched his knees.  He felt like he was going even 
deeper than before as he bucked his hips under me.  He cupped my 
bottom in his hands, helping me to rise and fall on his rigid shaft.  
I put my hands forward, gripping his shins as I rocked back and forth 
on his penis, savoring the feeling of a grown man's cock inside me. 
 
I felt him moving beneath me, sitting up and folding his legs until we 
were both on our knees.  I fell forward on my hands and he held my 
waist as he began to thrust harder and harder. 
 
"Ungh...ungh...yes...yes..."  I was so accustomed to keeping my mouth 
shut and trying not to make noise when fucking Del or Paco that being 
able to give voice to my pleasure felt liberating.  I caught a glimpse 
of us reflected in my mother's vanity mirror, Ramon's tanned body 
pumping me from behind, his thick cock disappearing between my panty-
clad cheeks.  I watched us, spellbound, until I nearly blacked out 
from my orgasm.  I trembled beneath him, my thighs and elbows 
quivering, only Ramon's strong hands on my hips keeping me from 
falling over. 
 
Ramon gently pushed me down on the bed so that I was lying flat on my 
tummy while he kept thrusting into me from behind.  He lay on top of 
me, kissing me on the back of my neck and between my shoulder blades 
as he fucked me. 
 
"Such a good little girl...such a pretty little girl..." he whispered 
in my ear.  I felt his cock begin to twitch deep inside me, heard him 
grunt behind me, and he gave one last thrust before he came.  He 
settled on top of me with a sigh, his face nestled in the crook of my 
neck. 
 
"Am I too heavy for you?" he asked. 
 
"Mmmph."  I was pinned to the bed and could barely breath, much less 
speak. 
 
"Sorry," he said, rolling over on his side and pulling me with him so 
that we were almost back in our original position, except our heads 
were at the foot of the bed.  He brushed the hair away from my face 
and kissed my cheek before slowly pulling out of me.  I felt empty 
again. 
 
While he pulled the condom off his flaccid cock, I fluffed up the 
pillows and laid down on my mother's side of the bed.  Ramon downed 
the rest of his rum and turned out the light, getting back into bed 
and brushing the hair from my face so he could kiss me on the cheek.   
I took his hand, kissed it, and placed it on my breast before falling 
asleep in his arms. 
 
Ramon had to work the next day, getting up at 4:00 in the morning to 
prep the boat for the tourists and daytrippers, so I found myself 
alone in the big bed when I woke up.  I glanced at the clock: it was a 
quarter past six.  Del, Paco, and I were off from school for the next 
two weeks.  I put the nightie back on, wrapped myself in one of my 
mother's robes, and went back to my bedroom. 
 
Paco and Del were sound asleep.  I sat on the edge of the bed and 
watched them.  Paco had his back turned towards me, facing the wall, 
but Del lay on his back.  He was beginning to look more like his 
father with each passing day, thick black hair with a sharp widow's 
peak, tanned skin like polished bronze, a sharp nose and cleft chin.  
I shrugged off the robe, pulled the nightie over my head, and crawled 
into bed with him, trying not to wake him.  I kissed him on the cheek 
and fell asleep next to him. 
 
 
                             * * * 
 
 
 
For New Year's Eve I cooked a special dinner for Ramon and my 
stepbrothers, a pot roast that my mother used to serve on special 
occasions.  When Ramon came home from work, I greeted him with a kiss, 
a hug, and a glass of rum. 
 
"Mmmm...smells good," he said when he noticed the aroma coming from 
the kitchen.  He sat in his favorite chair and I stood behind him, 
massaging his shoulders. 
 
"Can Tina come over for dinner?" I asked. 
 
"Sure, if it's okay with her mother," he said. 
 
"Thanks," I said, leaning over and kissing Ramon on the cheek. 
 
That morning Tina had come over and I told her all about what Ramon 
and I did the night before.  She almost didn't believe me until Del 
and Paco confirmed it, describing everything they saw through the hole 
in the wall.  When I put my hand under her skirt, I could feel how wet 
she was just from listening to us talk about it.  I asked her if she 
wanted a grown man's cock inside her while I fingerbanged her.  She 
could barely speak, she was coming so hard. 
 
That's when I decided to put it all together.  After we sucked and 
fucked Del and Paco on Ramon's bed that morning, Tina and I went out 
to buy groceries for dinner while Del went to get more condoms and 
Paco put the sheets in the laundry.  Tina helped me cook dinner and 
then went home to get her mother's permission to sleep over that 
night.  It wasn't easy, but it had been a couple of years since we 
were caught fooling around on her bed, so her mother agreed. 
 
The doorbell rang.  It was Tina.  She wore a mini-skirt, tight 
sweater, and knee-high boots.  I took her jacket and she gave me a 
friendly kiss. 
 
"Wow.  You look so sexy," I whispered. 
 
"Thanks.  I found some of my mom's old stuff in the back of her 
closet, stuff she wore back in the '60s," she said.  Her mother was 
fairly petite, and the clothes fit Tina well. 
 
Tina set the table while I finished preparing dinner, tossing a salad, 
mashing potatoes, and opening a bottle of wine.  Ramon, Del, and Paco 
sat down to eat while Tina and I served. 
 
During dinner, Ramon could hardly take his eyes off of Tina's sweater.  
She'd grown quite a bit over the last year, going from a training bra 
to a full 32-A adult bra, the lacy kind of bra, not a stretchy cotton 
training bra like I was still wearing. 
 
Afterwards, Del and Paco cleared the table and did the dishes as Tina 
and I each took one of Ramon's arms and steered him to the living 
room.  We sat on the couch, Tina and I flanking Ramon, our thighs 
pressed against him.  His bottle of rum was on the coffee table, and I 
poured some into a glass and handed it to him.  Ramon took a sip and 
gave me a sly glance. 
 
"I feel like Ricky Ricardo when Lucy concocts some hare-brained 
scheme," he said.  "A big dinner, plenty of wine and rum, your friend 
dressed like a puta.  What's up, Annie?" 
 
"I made you happy last night, right?" I said.  Ramon smiled at the 
memory of our spirited coupling in his bed. 
 
"I thought Tina could make you happy, too." 
 
Ramon looked at Tina and she smiled and leaned her head on his 
shoulder, her hand resting on his thigh.  I did the same, as Del and 
Paco came into the room and sat down on the carpeted floor across from 
the couch. 
 
"Dios mio," Ramon muttered, shaking his head.  I could tell that he 
wanted to say no to this, to send Tina home before things got out of 
hand.  But the growing bulge in his jeans said otherwise. 
 
Tina, eager to see what was in Ramon's pants, wasted no time in 
unbuckling his belt and tugging at his zipper.  She fished inside his 
boxers and pulled out his growing cock, sliding his foreskin back to 
expose his purplish glans, a tear of precum glistening on the tip.  
Tina lowered her head into his lap and took him in her mouth, making 
Ramon groan as she bathed his cock with her tongue. 
 
Then it was my turn.  Tina pulled Ramon's cock from her mouth and I 
kissed her before parting my lips and sucking his glistening tool.  
While I sucked and licked his cock, Tina stood up, unzipped her skirt, 
and pulled her sweater over her head.  Then it was her turn again.  
Del unzipped my dress and I stepped out of it.  His erection was 
tenting his gray cotton sweatpants in anticipation what was yet to 
come. 
 
Tina sucked Ramon for a while and then we helped him out of his jeans 
and boxers.  Tina and I knelt between his legs and we shared Ramon's 
hard cock, alternately licking his shaft and sucking his fat cockhead 
while we felt each other up with our free hands.  Ramon sighed and 
settled back on the couch. 
 
"He's going to come soon?" Tina asked, feeling Ramon's big balls 
twitch in her hand. 
 
"Yeah, real soon," I said, letting her take his cockhead in her mouth 
while I stroked his shaft and cupped his heavy nuts.  Suddenly he 
groaned and erupted in her mouth, filling it with his hot spunk and 
making Tina's cheeks bulge.  She swallowed as much as she could, 
though some of his cream dripped down his glistening shaft. 
 
"Damn," Ramon said.  "Where did you learn to suck like that?" 
 
Tina just smiled and went back to milking the cum out of his softening 
cock. 
 
"Who's next?" I said.  Del stood up from where he and Paco had been 
watching us suck his father.  He undid the drawstring holding his 
sweatpants up, letting them fall around his ankles.  I sat him down on 
the coffee table and knelt between his legs.  Tina, in the meantime, 
was busy pulling off Paco's jeans and briefs, taking his stiffy in her 
mouth and greedily sucking him.  I watched her for a minute before 
lowering my head into Del's lap and taking his hardness into my mouth. 
 
Ramon poured some more rum into his glass and watched us sucking his 
two sons.  He reached out to brush the hair from my face so he could 
see Del's cock going in and out of my mouth better.  I glanced over at 
him, seeing him smile, his penis beginning to stir again. 
 
Del must have been really horny from watching us fellate his father, 
because it didn't take long for him to start spurting his hot cum in 
my mouth.  After I swallowed his load and cleaned him off with my 
tongue, we watched Tina as she gobbled Paco's little dick, sucking 
down his scant offering when he came. 
 
"Get some condoms from my bedroom, Del," Ramon said.  "I want to fuck 
these horny little twats."  Tina giggled nervously; she'd never had a 
cock as big as Ramon's inside her. 
 
"Don't worry.  It's going to feel so good," I told her, taking her 
hand in mine.  Del returned with the condoms and gave them to his 
father, who was still seated on the couch.  Ramon opened one and 
unrolled it over his had cock while I unsnapped Tina's bra and pulled 
her panties down, holding her hand to steady her as she stepped out of 
them.  She took a long look at Ramon's throbbing prick and took a deep 
breath before straddling his lap.  She reached between her legs and 
guided his cock towards her slit.  I stood behind her, caressing her 
bottom and cupping her breasts as she settled down on my stepfather's 
hard cock. 
 
"So big...," Tina gasped as Ramon's cockhead wormed its way inside 
her.  He reached up to knead her breasts, flicking her nipples with 
his thumbs. 
 
"You got a tight little pussy, just like Annie," Ramon said, obviously 
enjoying the way Tina's young sex gripped his member.  He put his 
hands on her hips and encouraged her to bounce up and down on his 
cock, slowly at first then faster as she became accustomed to his fat 
tool. 
 
I felt two pairs of hands on me, caressing my thighs and bottom, and I 
realized that Del and Paco weren't content with just watching their 
father fuck Tina.  I kissed her shoulder and let go of her; she barely 
noticed anything other than her pleasure.  I turned and embraced my 
stepbrothers, slowly kneeling and taking both of their half-hard cocks 
in my mouth at the same time. 
 
When they were both hard, I made Del lay on his back on the carpet and 
unrolled a condom over his prick.  Then I straddled him and guided him 
inside me, lowering myself down until he filled my hungry snatch.  I 
wanted to suck Paco while I fucked Del, but I wouldn't have been able 
to watch Tina and Ramon. 
 
"Paco, get the olive oil from the kitchen," I said.  He smiled and ran 
off, knowing what I had in mind.  When he returned, I greased up his 
stiffy and momentarily stopped humping Del, leaning forward to present 
my ass.  Paco knelt behind me and pushed his greasy prick into my 
bottom. 
 
"Ow, not so fast," I protested.  Ramon and Tina looked over to see 
what was happening.  Tina smiled when she realized that I was taking 
two cocks at once. 
 
"Sorry," Paco said, slowly pressing into my anus with his hard stiffy.  
He held me by my waist while Del held my hips, and my two stepbrothers 
began to pump my tight little holes.  I felt like such a little slut, 
with two stiff cocks filling me down there while I watched my 
stepfather's fat tool sawing in and out of my best friend's pussy. 
 
Tina's moaning began to get louder, and I knew she was close to 
coming.  She ground her hips into Ramon's lap, trying to get as much 
of his cock inside her; all but the last two inches were buried in her 
dripping snatch.  Ramon leaned forward and began to flick one of her 
nipples with his tongue and that sent her over the edge, making her 
buck and thrash in his lap as she came.  I could see her pussy 
spasming around Ramon's hardness and knew he wouldn't last very long 
either. 
 
"Fuck!" he grunted, lifting his hips off the couch as he filled the 
rubber with his spunk.  Tina seemed to come a second time when he did 
this, a mini-orgasm like the aftershock that follows an earthquake.  
Her bouncing slowed and stopped, and she gave Ramon a long, deep kiss 
in gratitude.  Then she lifted herself off his lap and pulled the 
condom off of his softening cock. 
 
"Watch this," she said, putting the open end of the used rubber in her 
mouth and upending it, swallowing Ramon's yummy cream.  After emptying 
the condom, she smiled, licked her lips, and came over to where I was 
sandwiched between Del and Ramon.  Tina kissed me, letting me share 
the taste of Ramon's sperm on her lips and tongue. 
 
"What a pair of sluts," Ramon said, laughing.  He got up off the couch 
and knelt by my head, presenting his limp cock for me to clean off.  I 
accepted his penis into my mouth, greedily licking the remnants of 
semen that lingered on the tip.  His pubic hair was matted with Tina's 
love juice, so it was like tasting both of them at the same time. 
 
Tina knelt behind me, fascinated with the sight of Del's cock in my 
pussy and Paco's dick in my ass.  I could feel her fondling their 
balls while they pumped my two tight holes, making them fuck me harder 
and faster.  Between the pair of boycocks inside me and Ramon's 
stiffening member in my mouth, I felt like a porn star, a pleasure 
machine. 
 
I could feel it start to build, a kernel of pleasure that started in 
my loins and spread through my whole body.  My moans became cries, 
cries that were muffled by Ramon's cock in my mouth.  When I came I 
had to release his now-hard penis, lest I bite it off.  My ass and 
pussy clamped down on my stepbrothers' tools, urging them to release 
their seed inside me.  Paco came first, grabbing my shoulders and 
grunting as he erupted in my ass, pulling out afterwards and heading 
off to the bathroom to clean off his messy cock. 
 
I tightened my pussy around Del's cock, humping him faster now that I 
didn't have Paco clinging to my back.  I felt Tina's finger probing my 
bottom which made my pussy clamp down even tighter around Del's pole.  
He let out a short grunt and arched his back, burying his cock deep 
inside me as he filled the condom with his seed.  Almost out of 
breath, our movements slowed and finally stopped. 
 
"Damn, that was so sexy," Ramon said, helping me up off of Del.  When 
Del stood up I unrolled the condom from his waning erection and 
emptied the contents into my mouth, just as Tina had done, and she and 
I swapped his come between us.  While we kissed, I felt Ramon's hand 
on my ass, probing my bottom with a moistened finger.  His erection 
pressed against my thigh. 
 
"I know what you want," I said, laughing. 
 
"You sure?  This ain't Paco here," he said, placing my hand on his 
hard cock. 
 
"Just go slow," I said.  I went over to the couch and knelt on the 
cushions, facing the back, and presented my ass to him.  Tina took the 
bottle of olive oil and greased up Ramon's tool.  He stood behind me 
and she guided the tip between my ass cheeks.  I felt his greasy 
cockhead press against my anus and slowly slide inside.  Paco had 
stretched me out pretty good, and the remnants of his sperm and the 
olive oil that coated his dick made an adequate lubricant. 
 
"How's that?" Ramon asked, slowly easing himself into my bottom. 
 
"Damn, you're so big," I said.  He laughed and kissed me between my 
shoulder blades, holding my hips as he pushed inside me.  I reached 
down and began to rub my swollen clit, savoring the feeling of Ramon's 
fat cock filling my bottom. 
 
Tina decided that she wanted some of what I had earlier, Del and Paco 
fucking her at the same time.  While my stepbrothers watched their 
father take his pleasure in my ass, she knelt between them and began 
to suck them, alternating between their two young cocks.  Then she 
wrapped Del's cock with a fresh condom and lubricated Paco's stiffy, 
climbing on top of Del and lowering herself on his hardness.  Paco had 
some trouble getting into Tina's virgin ass, but managed to pierce her 
bottom on the third try.  A look of amazement crossed Tina's face as 
she got acclimated to this new sensation. 
 
"You can go faster," I told Ramon, even though his cock felt like a 
horse's member compared to Paco's stiffy.  I pushed back against him, 
wanting to feel him fill me with his hard meat.  He began to thrust 
faster, his grip on my hips tightening with each stroke.  I frigged my 
clitty madly, eager to come and make my stepfather's fat mancock 
inside me erupt with pleasure.  I glanced over at Tina, seeing her 
sandwiched between my stepbrothers, their two cocks pumping her tight 
holes.  Her look of amazement was replaced by an expression of bliss, 
savoring the feeling of the two hard cocks inside her. 
 
I knew what she was feeling, and I wished I had another cock inside my 
pussy while Ramon pumped my ass, but my fingers would just have to do 
at the moment.  I stuck two inside me, feeling how hot and wet I was 
down there, spreading my moisture over my clit as I rubbed it 
furiously.  I could hear Tina start to moan with pleasure, Ramon 
grunting behind me, my stepbrothers' heavy breathing, and my own sighs 
as we all sought our release. 
 
Ramon began to pound my bottom relentlessly, thrusting hard and fast 
and slapping my ass as I pushed back against him.  I began to squeal 
involuntarily, shuddering against the back of the couch as my climax 
mounted.  Ramon thrust deeply into my bottom and this sent me over the 
edge, making me tighten my bottom around his rigid member.  He leaned 
over and wrapped me in his arms, pushing his dick deep inside my 
bottom as he came, filling me with his hot spunk.  I cried out, my 
whole body convulsing, and fell limp against the back of the couch. 
 
Ramon held me in his arms, kissing the back of my neck and nibbling my 
ears as I gathered my strength.  He rolled over on to the couch, his 
cock still inside me, tenderly caressing my belly as I lay splayed out 
on top of him. 
 
The sound of Tina's moaning brought me back to earth, and I opened my 
eyes to watch her wiggle and writhe, pinned between Del and Paco, 
impaled on their stiff cocks.  Every time they pushed inside her she'd 
let out a little squeak and push her hips back against their stiff 
cocks.  Soon enough, her squealing became a constant cry of pleasure, 
and she fell against Del's chest as Paco pounded her ass.  Paco let 
out a yell as he pumped his seed into her bottom, followed by Del, who 
merely grunted and lifted his hips off of the carpet as he came.  Even 
after Paco pulled out of her and went to get another clean washcloth 
from the bathroom, she laid on top of Del's sweaty body, her face 
buried in the crook of his shoulder. 
 
Paco returned from the bathroom, wiping his dirty little cock with the 
washcloth.  My energy had returned, and I finally had the strength to 
stand up, though I was still a bit unsteady, especially after feeling 
Ramon's cock slip out of my bottom, something that gave me a post-
orgasmic shiver of delight.  Ramon held my arm so I wouldn't fall 
over, but I kept my balance and took the washcloth from Paco and knelt 
between Ramon's legs, gently cleaning his flaccid cock.  When I was 
done, I gave it a loving kiss and got a big smile in return. 
 
Tina finally recovered to the point where she could get up off of Del, 
though she was too spent to suck the spunk from his condom.  However, 
she had a couple of joints that she stole from her mother's stash, so 
we relaxed on the couch and watched the New Year's celebration in 
Times Square on the television.  Ramon even let us have a glass of rum 
to celebrate.  1980 was barely an hour old when we all went to sleep, 
with Tina and I snuggled up against Ramon, and Del and Paco on either 
side of us in the king sized bed. 


 
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