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From: chili Pepper <chilipepper43@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Babs (f/mmm,teen)
Date: Wed, 17 Apr 2002 17:10:03 -0400
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(c) 2002 Chili Pepper. All rights reserved.

I'm now a 23 year old female, a freshman in college, and I'd like to
share my introduction to sex, and my ensuing downfall, and recovery.
When I was 14, in ninth grade, I had a best girlfriend, Jenny. We used
to bum around together since we were old enough to ride bikes. One
afternoon, in the fall of that year, I went to her house to visit. Her
brother, Bobby, opened the door, and invited me in. It wasn't until
after he closed and locked the door that he told me that Jenny had
forgotten about her dentist appointment, so her Mom had driven her
there. Bobby said she'd be right back; it wasn't until later that I
found out that right back meant an hour and a half.

Bobby was a senior in high school, a star pitcher on the baseball team,
a really good looking guy, too. This being the fall, he didn't have any
training or practice to attend, so he was just hanging out with a couple
of his friends, Carl and Jimmy. Carl was on the wrestling team, small,
quick, strong. Jimmy was a kind of a nerd, I knew him from our
keyboarding class, which was an elective. Jimmy was really into
computers, and stuff, but he wanted to be able to type as fast as any
secretary.

Anyway, Bobby led me into the family room at the far end of the house,
where he and his buddies were drinking beer and playing poker. When I
saw what was going on, I told Bobby I'd come back later to find Jenny,
but he grabbed my arms and told me I wasn't going anywhere, at least not
for a while. Then he shoved me, still holding my upper arms in his
steel-like grip, across the room, onto the sofa in front of the TV. He
said," You're a really cute girl, Babs, especially since you grew boobs.
You should be a cheerleader at the baseball games next spring."

Carl and Jimmy jumped up, and the three of them stood in a semi-circle
in front of the sofa. Bobby continued, "So show us those neat little
titties. Come on, take your clothes off." Jimmy chimed in, "Yeah, show
us your boobs." Carl wasn't as patient; he jumped onto the sofa, and
quickly wrestled me into one corner, my legs sticking up and hanging
over the back, my shoulders pinned to the cushions. Jimmy strolled over
and dropped to his knees in front of me, and began to squeeze my
breasts. I thought I had nice breasts, but they weren't mature by any
means, so they were mostly baby fat, with huge areolae and long round
nipples. After less than a minute, Jimmy was jamming his hands inside my
blouse, fumbling to get them inside my bra. Bobby, meanwhile, had walked
around behind the sofa, and was lightly running his fingertips up and
down the insides of my thighs.

I felt my nipples stiffening, and a wetness grow inside my panties. Carl
started to open my blouse while Jimmy massaged my tits, then Bobby
reached down to the top of my shorts and opened them. He yanked the
zipper down, then grabbed my shorts and panties at the waistband, and
worked them up my legs. At the same time, Carl and Jimmy were taking my
blouse and bra off, and before I knew exactly what had happened, I was
naked on my back on the sofa, with three horny teen boys standing around
me. Carl still had me pinned against the arm and back of the sofa, so he
leaned down and began to lick and suck my nipples. Every time he sucked
my nipple into his mouth, electric shots radiated throughout my body. I
felt my sex start to get wet, and my nipples stood up, straight and
hard.

Jimmy leaned forward, and pressed his crotch against my face, while
Bobby pried my legs apart. He jammed his hand down between my thighs,
and felt the slippery wet secretions coming from deep within my vagina.
I felt his fingers probing at the entrance to my steaming tunnel, and
then finally, he penetrated me with first one, then two, then three
knuckles. Carl kept on sucking my nipples, and rubbing my armpits with
his free hand. Jimmy opened his pants and pulled his stiff prong out,
then he rubbed it all over my face and cheeks before he suddenly lost
control, and shot his gooey load all over my face, hair, neck, and
chest.

Bobby grabbed me behind the knees, and pulled my back up, until my ass
was even with the top of the sofa. He leaned forward, and started to
kiss my slick labia, and I felt the tremors of an intense orgasm shake
my body. "You like this," Bobby half asked, half asserted. He began to
pump his finger in and out of my vagina, then he slid his thumb over my
swollen clit, and I exploded again. I loved the feeling of being probed,
and squeezed, and kissed, and licked, and sucked. I had orgasm after
orgasm, losing any feeling for time or space or place. I even forgot who
was there.

Finally, Carl told Jimmy to grab my armpits, and to pin my shoulders to
the sofa, and my arms against the front. When Jimmy did, Carl got up to
his knees, opened his pants and pulled out the most beautiful cock I've
ever seen, then, or since. It was just about six inches long and around,
nicely veined, cut handsomely. He had a tight ballsac curled up under
his magnificent dick, and he held his penis with his left hand while he
guided his ballsac to my mouth. "Suck," he gently commanded. I opened my
mouth, and sucked his tight scrotum into my mouth. I ran my tongue
lightly around his tight, rippled skin, and in less than thirty seconds,
he spasmed, and shot his load all over my chest and neck.

The next thing I was aware of was Bobby trying to force two fingers into
my canal. He had a tough time, but finally I felt both digits plunge
into me, and his knuckles slam against my vulva.He pumped both in and
out until I had another explosive orgasm, then he told Jimmy to hold my
knees over the back of the sofa, and Carl to hold my belly. Bobby walked
slowly around until he was behind my head. He opened his pants and
pulled out his shaft, and stroked it several times. It was bigger and
longer than Carls, but somehow wasn't nearly as pretty.

Bobby dropped to his knees, then he grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them
against my teeth until I opened my mouth. He stuck his fingers, still
coated with my slick lubrication, into my mouth and made me lick them
clean. He slowly pumped them in and out of my mouth, just as he had in
my love tunnel. He relaxed his grip on my cheeks, and whispered, "If you
bite me, I'll hurt you permanently. OK?" I nodded my head slightly,
since that was all the motion I could generate in that position.

He let go of my cheeks, and I continued to lick and suck his fingers.
Then he pulled his hand away, and pressed the wet, slick tip of his
penis against my mouth. "Open," he demanded, so I let my lips part, and
he slid his huge mushroom head between my lips. "Suck me," he requested,
so I swirled my tongue around the enormous head, and sucked like I had a
melting popsickle between my teeth. In about fifteen seconds, I felt my
mouth begin to fill with his bitter seed. Surge after surge of his hot
come sprayed into my mouth, and I couldn't hold it. I felt a large
stream shoot out of each corner of my lips, and land in my armpits,
followed by three or four more. I really had never even thought about
the tast of semen, but I found that I actually liked it, and wished I
could have held all of it.

Just then, the dog began to bark, and we realized that Jenny and her Mom
were pulling into the drive. Bobby grabbed my clothes and told me to go
into the bathroom and clean up and dress. Before I could get there,
though, he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him. "Tomorrow,
after school, meet me in the park, in the back by the picnic area. Be
there! And if you tell a soul, or don't show up, I'll hurt you a lot.
Got it?" I nodded yes, and ran into the bathroom to pull myself back
together.

When I finally got out of the bathroom, Jenny and I headed to her room
to listen to some music. We were both very quite; I don't know if she
knew, or suspected anything, but after about a half hour, I said that my
Mom was expecting me, and I'd better go. We said good-bye, and I left.

The next day, all through school, I was tingling all over with
anticipation. The recollection of the intense oprgasms I'd had, and the
fine taste of Bobby's semen, had me totally turned on. After school,
Jenny asked me to go with her for some ice cream, but I declined, saying
I had promised my Mom to do something or other for her. Fifteen minutes
later I was walking to the picnic area at the back of the park. When I
got to the clearing with the barbeques and tables, I saw Bobby with
twelve or fifteen of his buddies. I panicked; I wanted to run, but I
couldn't move. Bobby stood and walked toward me. When he was directly in
front of me, he took my books in his left hand, took my left arm in his
right hand, and led me over to one of the tables. I recognized several
of the guys' faces from aound school, but not all of them.

Bobby dropped my books at one end of the table, and introduced me, "This
is Babs; right now, she's still a virgin." Then he laughed. He led me
over to a table sort of in the center of the clearing, and told me to
climb on top of it. When I was kneeling on top of the table, he told me
to strip naked. I looked around me, and all of the guys were slowly
forming a circle around this table, staring at me, watching every move.
I knew that, even if I wanted to, I couldn't escape. I also knew that I
didn't really want to. I only had a faint idea of what could happen, but
the idea excited me to no end.

I didn't even bother to open my blouse; I just yanked it out of my
jeans, pulled it over my head, and tossed it on the ground. Reaching
behind my back, I opened my bra, let it slide down my arms, and dropped
it on the table. I opened my slacks and then, as I stood, I peeled them
down my legs and kicked them off my ankles as I finally stood straight
up. All of the guys applauded, and some whistled. Bobby walked over to
me, offered his hand, and helped me step down onto the bench. He reached
for the waistband of my panties, and jerked them down to my ankles.
Leaning forward, he lightly kissed my mons, and inhaled my strong, wet,
musky scent. Then he motioned for me to sit on the edge of the table.
When I did, he grabbed my legs behind the knees, and pulled me forward,
so that only the top half of my back was still on the table, the rest of
my body hanging down toward the bench, my legs doubled back at the
knees.

I felt him fumbling around for a minute, then I felt the coarse material
of his jeans brush the insides of my thighs as he stepped between my
legs. Then I felt his jeans dropping, and the coarse hair on his thighs
against my soft legs, and then the hard, oozing tip of his penis pressed
up between my legs, against my dripping labia. He rubbed it up and down
several times, spreading our flowing juices all over my steaming sex,
then he moved his penis back along my vulva to the tight entrance to my
love tube. I felt him pressing his hips forward, and the pressure
against my vagina growing, until finally his stiff rod forced my lips to
part, and he slid an inch into my canal.

He pulled back out, and the guys applauded again, then he thrust
forward, harder this time, and forced half of his throbbing organ into
me. He pulled out once again, then thrust himself fully into me. I felt
his body spasm, and he flooded my vagina with his sticky fluid, just as
I had an immense orgasm overtake myself. I felt my muscles gripping his
ramrod, then relaxing and squeezing again. He kept on spasming, and I
felt his hot juice overflow my capacity, and begin to run down my
bottocks and drip onto the ground under the bench.

As his erection began to wilt, he climbed up onto the bench, then got on
his knees, straddling my hips, and crawled up until he was directly over
my face. He held his semi-stiff penis in his left hand and squeegeed a
huge drop of semen out, then pressed the tip of his penis against my
lips. "Open, now," he softly demanded. I opened my mouth, and stuck out
my tongue, lightly licking the gob of sperm off the tip of his mammouth
helmet. "Now, suck," he asked. I sucked on the tip of his soft penis,
and it slid easily into my mouth. I rubbed my tongue up and down the
underside, and tasted a little more of his semen exude into my mouth and
mix with my saliva.

Finally, Bobby crawled off the bench. He and another guy grabbed me by
the armpits and dragged me across the table, until my buttocks were at
one edge, and my head hung down the other side. Bobby had his buddies
line up behind my head, and then told them," OK, now, you can fuck her
mouth as long as you want to. When you think you're ready, pull out, and
get between her legs. When you come, you get back at the end of the
line, if you still want more."

I was terrified. I didn't know exactly how many there were of them, but
I knew there were at least a dozen. The first guy in line was thin, like
a track runner. He had a long, thin, upturned penis which he thrust in
and out of my lips for several seconds before he spurted all over my
face. He turned away, and the next penis pressed into my mouth. He slid
in and out for two, maybe three minutes before he pulled out and the
next erection began to face fuck me. I felt a penis thrusting up into my
vagina, and guessed it was the second guy finishing off. After a couple
of minutes, he pulled out, and another erection penetrated me. I always
had a penis in my mouth, and in my vagina, for I don't know how long.
Most of the time, they ejaculated over my face, or chest, or into my
armpits before they got near my love box. A couple of them even came as
they slipped their erections through my lips, and filled my mouth with
their seed. Some of it was really bitter, very unpleasant; some of it
was really almost sweet, and I savored the flavor until the next penis
rudely thrust itself into my mouth.

Finally, I began to notice that my pussy, or my mouth, would be empty
for minutes at a time. Bobby finally called the gang bang to an end. He
gave me his hand, then pulled me up to my feet, and had me kneel on the
table, my ass hanging out over the edge. He made me sit straight up with
my hands clasped behind my head. I felt the accumulated semen rush out
of my vagina and flood down the insides of my thighs. After a couple of
minutes, the draining slowed, and Bobby told me to piss. I looked at him
in horror, but he repeated the command. I contracted my abdomen tightly,
and soon a steady stream of urine was running out of me, like tap water.
It didn't last too long before it stopped, but not before it had
splattered up and down my calves and thighs. 

Bobby told me to get my clothes on, then to leave. But, as I was walking
away, he motioned me over to him. He told me that he wanted me at his
house after school the next day, and every day after that. Soon a ritual
had begun; every day after school, I'd go to Bobby's house. When I got
there, he'd take me into his bedroom, where he would undress me and fuck
me. Sometimes, I'd have to suck him first, but he always wanted to come
in my pussy, not my mouth.Then he'd leave, and I fuck or suck, or both,
anywhere from three to two dozen guys before Bobby came in and told me
to go home. I didn't know that he had Jenny in her room down the hall,
and another friend of ours, Becky, in the family room, all servicing his
friends, until one afternoon.

That day, Bobby came into his bedroom at about the usual time to tell me
to go home. Instead of telling me to go, he took me by the hand and
stood me up, then he tied a blindfold around my come stained face. He
led me down the hall, into another room, then pushed me down onto my
knees. He got on his knees behind me, held my face under the jaw on each
side, and pushed me forward, until I smelled the intense aroma of musky
pussy juice and semen. He urged my face forward, and I felt a sticky,
gooey, aromatic, matted pussy under my lips. "Lick it clean," he
ordered. I stuck out my tongue and spent the next fifteen minutes or so
licking and sucking the gobs of semen out of the mats of pussy hair,
licking the thighs, and sucking the still dripping vagina dry.

Only then did Bobby take me back to his room, told me to dress, and then
escorted me out the door.

(continued sometime)
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