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Subject: {ASSM} NEW STORY: Taking Care of Business by PP
Date: Wed, 18 Sep 2002 14:10:05 -0400
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                     Taking Care of Business
                        By:  Phil Phantom
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When two or more females share the same roof, one will be the alpha, 
usually the senior, the elder, the mother or grandmother, but not 
always. Sometimes, the sexiest asserts her sexual dominance and the 
lesser females cower and become submissive after a struggle, a fight, 
even all out war. If the elder females are submissive by nature, there 
may be no contest, simply a period of adjustment until the proper order 
of things has been arrived at. The same holds true for the males, but 
usually, the primary bread winner enjoys the uncontested alpha position 
by virtue of the almighty dollar and the power that comes with having it 
and controlling it.

Such was the case in the Adams family, a big family that included the 
grandparents on the father's side. A pregnant, down 'n out, 
no-luck-with-men sister with her six bastards, two girls, two boys, a 
suckling toddler, a suckling infant, another on the way. They also 
shared the big house, so twelve kids - four girls (14, 12, 10, 2) and 
eight boys (16, 13, 11, 9, 7, 4, 2, 1) - made for a lively household of 
five adults and twelve kids. They also had five dogs, seven cats, 
roughly 300 chickens, a goat and a parrot.

Bill Adams brought in the outside income. Everyone else brought in 
inside income or helped out with chores on a small country farm that had 
been in the Adams family for seven generations. A huge garden supplied 
roadside produce. Three woman who would suck a man's cock for twenty 
bucks did as well as the produce stand. A sack of tomatoes, a flat of 
farm fresh eggs, and a blowjob was typical and went for 35 Y2K dollars. 
The same would go for $3.50 right after the Civil War or $5 all through 
the Great Depression. By the summer of 2001, the produce brought in a 
grand each month on average and was seasonal, but head was good for 
$1,500 and was year round.

The Adam's stand was known for great heads of lettuce and great head 
going back well before the Civil War, always quite reasonable, and the 
closest thing Hobbs County ever had to a whore house. The infamous six 
daughters of Stone Fence Adams were said to have slowed Sherman's march 
to the sea more than the Georgia cavalry. As the cav applied pressure, 
the girls applied suction.

The Adams women, though low class whores by most community standards, 
were a proud bunch of cock suckers with a proud history that went way 
back. They would not fuck or show any skin, but they and the rural 
community they served saw nothing at all wrong with giving head to men, 
or to women after discovering in the mid-seventies that women could get 
head, wanted head, were liberated, and some were demanding the same 
service the men were getting.

By the close of the twentieth century, the Adam's produce stand special 
service was gaining popularity among the women, mostly transplanted 
Yankees from a nearby development called Peach Tree Estates. Head was 
head and great head was hard to come by. After the enterprising Grandpa 
built an attached head shop with comfy chairs and kneeling cushions, 
head business with wealthy woman and rich dudes began to rival the local 
men who were happy to get it in a pick-up truck.

The ladies very much appreciated the privacy head shop where three close 
friends could be served while they gossiped or a husband and wife could 
enjoy great head together with their negro driver while kids filled 
their produce order and spied. The shack with punched-out knot holes and 
splits in boards gave all the privacy of a chain link fence, but the 
illusion of privacy was a bigger draw than actual privacy, so kids were 
encouraged to peep and disturb, especially ladies who got a big charge 
out of a child disturbing his or her mommy with a dumb question while 
she was sucking on a beaver or a large black cock.

The head shop was a boon to head business with great potential, each 
month outdoing the previous for six straight months that took head 
income from $500 to $1,500, with potential to keep on going up, up, up 
as the Peach Tree Estate market was only beginning to tapped. Grandpa 
estimated ten percent were bringing in a grand of the $1,500. Each week 
someone new was making the discovery and becoming a regular customer who 
brought in others - a spouse, a lover (usually black), offspring, close 
friends, and pets as the Adams bitches would suck pretty much anything 
for twenty bucks.

Pepe the poodle, Tony the pony, Larry the llama, or Gus the billy goat 
made no difference to professional cock suckers - cock was cock. They 
only had slight trouble adapting to sucking cunts. That did seem 
perverted to them and their children as did sucking the cocks of 
niggers. Sucking the cunt of a rich bitch right after she fucked a 
nigger definitely was perverted. The ladies wanted real privacy to do 
that and wanted twice as much, but Grandpa held to tradition - a suck 
was a suck and should be reasonable even to people who can afford the 
unreasonable, exotic acts at exotic prices were fine in New York City, 
but in Hobbs County getting sucked by an Adams bitch was not exotic and 
never had been.

The future only looked brighter, but the future was looking like a 
roadside sex business, and it never did look that way. The head shop 
ended low-profile sex operations, but the county deputies were the best 
customers doing the best advertising. Low profile meant low income; high 
profile meant high income; and it wasn't like no one knew that Adams 
bitches suck pretty much anything for a twenty.

All was well until Sissy Adams began flexing her fledgling sexual wings 
on her fourteenth birthday by showing up in her birthday suit, a 
stunning suit. Puberty had been kind and generous. Big Momma (mother of 
Bill), Ma Adams (wife of Bill), and Claire Adams (sister of Bill) took 
one look at Sissy (daughter of Bill) with no clothes on and each 
thought, "Fuck!"

Grandpa-57, Bill-35, John-16, Frank-13, Barry-11, Pete-9, and Bobby-7 
all went, "Holy shit!"

Cousins Ellie-12 and Jody-10, went, "Wow!"

The little ones just had wow looks that said, "How come Sissy ain't got 
no clothes on?"

Sissy had pubic hair, tits, legs, ass and everything just like a real 
woman only on a child's frame. She looked like she knew she looked great 
with no clothes on, like she had seen herself in a full-length mirror 
and went, "I'm hot stuff. Screw clothes. It's my birthday. I'll enjoy it 
in my birthday suit if I want to."

That's what she did and stunned everyone. The Adams family could not get 
over that naked young girl going about as though she weren't naked. No 
one ever said a birthday person could do that, and no one had ever 
tried. Sissy was the first and simply assumed she had that right. No one 
told her she didn't have that right, so the Adams family adjusted to 
celebrating a birthday with a naked birthday girl who would not sit like 
a lady. She was quite obviously proudest of her mature looking pussy.

The ladies never saw anything like that in any Adams female, but many of 
the customers were like that. Pussy simply wasn't something to be proud 
of, but many of their customers were pussy proud. Sissy was the first 
Adams to ever show any pussy or pussy pride. She looked like she could 
be the daughter of a rich customer, the type that get treated to great 
head while a rich bitch mother and her black lover watch and screw with 
the head shop door wide open so that anyone can see. Sissy was acting 
and looking like sixteen-year-old spoiled rotten Stephane Wentworth.

Sissy, like Stephane, had a pussy to be proud of and made it better by 
shaving the puffy lips so that more showed. Shaving "down there" was 
also unheard of. The pussy was never something to make pretty, but Sissy 
did manage to make one look very pretty exactly the way Stephane did.

A close shave and trim does help, but having a naturally full and fleshy 
type of pussy didn't hurt. The typical Adams pussy was more on the lines 
of a hairy cunt. Bill's wife, Gertrude, was no Adams but she had an 
Adams-type cunt. You'd never know she wasn't blood kin by spreading her 
legs. Sissy got her sexy pussy from some other relative on her mother's 
side. That same relative gave her blonde hair, blue eyes, a great 
figure, and a very unusual nipple type as well.

Gerty, Big Momma, and Clair all had big, flat, silver-dollar-size 
nipples on udder-style boobs and a pale, bland color that made it 
difficult to tell where boob ended and nipple started. Sissy had tits 
with elongated nipples of a bright-pink hue that matched her pussy 
interior flesh beautifully and stood out on her proud chest like nipples 
should. As for her ass, only the younger boys had finer. The girls had 
far too little; the women had far too much. All the competition had too 
little or too much of everything. Sissy was just right in every area and 
seemed to be showing off every area.

The seven males were most impressed, but the five females were no less 
impressed. Sissy was nothing but impressive and only got more impressive 
as the day wore on. A little shy at first, by noon, there wasn't a shy 
area anywhere on that girl. By four in the afternoon when it came time 
to do the cake thing, Sissy wanted to lie on the table and serve as the 
platter, so Big Momma had to push a three-layer chocolate cake off of a 
cake platter onto Sissy's lower abdomen, there to receive the final 
decorations and fourteen candles while Sissy lay in a vulgar beaver 
showing off pussy and asshole the whole time.

A new alpha female emerged. The old one, who was never much of one, 
pushed cake onto the new one who was very much an alpha-type female who 
knew how to put a weak alpha in her place. Gerty and Clair were very 
impressed. Big Momma gave in without a fight and appeared glad to step 
down. She had been placed there by two who didn't want the job.

When Sissy showed an interest in the job, Big Momma in effect said, "You 
got it, kid." Big Momma went a bit wild with decorations and decorated 
the whole platter, beaver and all, did a superb job on the tits. She 
liked the tits so well she ate one herself then did it again and got so 
carried away doing the pussy she brought on an orgasm that almost 
toppled the cake. She filled the asshole with cream filling and dotted 
each toe and the tip of Sissy's nose with icing swirls. The bitch looked 
delicious.

The alpha male position was held jointly by Bill and his father. Bill 
was the big bread winner and head of the primary family, but his father 
owned the property and had seniority with a thriving sex business 
threatening to outdo Bill's legit earnings. They were two bucks who 
never bucked heads. Both were fucking Clair and their own spouses. The 
real alpha male, however, was John.

He was fucking all three and had been from the age of thirteen. He 
recently added Clair's daughters and was snorting down the panties of 
his sexy kid sister trying to get her to put out, too.

The men were unaware the boy was banging the bitches, getting all he 
wanted and was the fucker who knocked Clair up for the third time in 
less than three years. Grandpa was blaming Bill; Bill was blaming 
Grandpa; both were supposed to be pulling out. John wasn't playing that 
game. He was playing keep Aunt Clair barefoot and pregnant. He wanted to 
play that fun game with Sissy.

Sissy was having none of that but was wanting in on the sex business, 
and was wanting the sex business to be full service as well as offering 
vaginal boutique services. She and her Grandpa were close and thinking 
very much alike without ever having discussed the matter. She was 
thinking that a nude birthday might open up the lines of communication, 
getting Grandpa to see her as more than a great peeper kid and mom 
disturber.

It did do that. He got so excited watching the family eat cake and 
decorations off that girl that when it came his turn, he put a stiff 
dick in her well-eaten pussy and fucked her right there on the table 
before an astonished throng of Adams kin who had never seen any fucking 
except the fucking that customers did with each other, certainly none on 
the supper table in good light. The other alpha male wanted to fuck her, 
too, and since Grandpa didn't pull out, he saw no reason to, so he 
screwed her that way, too. Since he did, John did. Since John did, 
Frank, Barry, Pete, and Bobby all got some pussy or ass, usually both.

That was some birthday, and that was some birthday girl. She bedded down 
with her Grandpa and sent her Grandma to go bed down with a son and a 
daughter-in-law. She went away which served to make Grandpa the only 
alpha male. The alpha male and the alpha female were occupying the alpha 
bedroom. The true alpha male wasn't liking that, but the true alpha 
female was not recognizing John as any kind of alpha, just a good fuck 
with the best cock. Like herself, a great kid peeper and mom disturber. 
At least she knew who all he was fucking and who all didn't know that.

While Sissy worked on further impressing the man she perceived as being 
the rightful head of the family, John decided to flex his sexual muscle. 
He did that by stripping Clair naked and breeding her to a mutt right 
outside the master bedroom door. When his father complained, John bred 
his father's wife and his mother, then fucked his daddy in the ass, and 
he did all of that in front of all the kids and two sheriff's deputies 
who stopped by for some head and ended up getting some tail off of 
Clair's two young girls while Clair did more dogs and sucked mutt-fucked 
cunts.

That did impress Sissy, impressed Grandpa, too. She ended up ditching 
the old fart and taking John into the master bedroom to discuss business 
and a partnership. The Adams family had a new alpha couple by midnight, 
but they weren't sure what that meant, only sure that John and Sissy 
were getting along great and feeling their sexual oats to an 
extraordinary degree.

Grandpa ended up sharing a bed with his wife, his son, and his 
daughter-in-law. They were up half the night speculating as to what it 
all meant, joined at two in the morning by Clair when she couldn't sleep 
and was curious, too. She came in with Ellie and Jody who were also very 
curious.

Bill fucked Ellie; Grandpa fucked Jody; three bitches watched Ellie and 
Jody get fucked like the little whores John and Sissy said they now 
were. If they said they were, then fucking them like whores seemed the 
thing to do, plus they were acting like little whores who needed more 
fucking. They certainly came to the right very crowded bed. The three 
bitches now were and the five dogs were now indoor dogs, all spent and 
lying about the bedroom floor like cats.

Needless to say, things were never the same after that. No one awoke at 
sunrise to feed chickens or milk the goat. Life began stirring to life 
when mutts began getting up on the bed and trying to copulate with 
bitches, stepping on whores and the balls of deposed alpha males, 
getting fleas in the bed and making a general pest of themselves. The 
commotion brought kids and finally brought Sissy and John who stood 
naked in the doorway, liking what they were seeing. The bitches were 
being good bitches just needing more room.

John evicted Bill, Grandpa, Ellie, and Jody. When Grandpa bitched, he 
fucked him in the ass, then turned him over to a mutt with no bitch to 
fuck. That left one with no bitch, so John had his father assume the 
humiliating position and be one on the floor beside his father. No day 
ever started that way and this was nobody's birthday.

This did serve to cement and finalize the Adams family pecking order. 
Since no one challenged John, he was the man. No female challenged 
Sissy, so she was the woman. All they needed to do was make and control 
most of the money and a temporary thing could be made permanent. They 
had a plan. The day was still young as the produce stand didn't open for 
business until four in the afternoon, closing at dark.

The plan was to open at four and keep it open until sunrise with a large 
red light on the light pole, expanded head shop with beds and customer 
peep stations, an attached kennel housing more mutts. The new expanded 
operation would also feature rates more in line with exotic sex, and a 
special vaginal boutique area with its own customer peep gallery. They 
needed a head shop, a tail shop, and three good peeper-style fuck rooms. 
Much work needed to be done, plus the regular chores needed attending. 
Like an Adams family preparing for Sherman's army, they got right on it.

The Adams family of old was much larger and only grew smaller as whores 
who knew they were went where the money was best. Clair left but came 
back. Most left and never looked back. Gertrude never looked before she 
leapt in. Big Momma, like Gerty, married in and began pitching in. None 
were true Adam's women, but they all bore the name, the reputation, and 
loved or grew to love sucking on the genitals of people who love farm 
fresh produce and eggs from free range chickens, raising children who 
thought those things went together in a community who saw nothing at all 
wrong with running a produce stand that way and having children watch.

Grandpa and kinky Yankees were turning that noble profession into 
something closer to the oldest profession that needed a red light. Big 
Momma had no real objection. Gerty was something of a whore, especially 
for the hung darkies. As for Clare, she'd fuck anything and preferred 
being barefoot and pregnant, preferred an audience, and loved watching 
her girls being turned into little whores by John. She was loving the 
way things were looking. All were looking at her, Gerty, and her mom 
fuck three mutts on a bed like John's bitch whores when they weren't 
looking at Bill and Grandpa be John's bitch whores on the floor.

With Sissy's mind for the whore business and John's knack for getting 
things done using a humiliating mutt fucking as an incentive, business 
prospered and only grew more prosperous. The money poured in and exotic 
sex was the major draw that drew peepers by the truck load and bus load. 
All of Peach Tree soon knew about the place and were either performers 
or peepers. Some locals were getting their panties in a twist but the 
law kept them at bay or away.

Sissy and John were soon set for life and living the good life. They 
still are. If you are ever in Hobbs County, look for a produce stand 
with a red light. You won't be disappointed unless you want fresh 
produce or good eggs. That enterprise went to shit.

                            The End

Read other stories by the same author by visiting Phantom Base at 
HTTP://www.PhilPhantom.Com

CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex 
practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with 
open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, 
bestial sex, body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the 
stuff of fantasy and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is - 
masturbation. Before you try anything, find out what the risks and 
hazards are because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - 
sex with minors should be left to other minors. PP

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