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Subject: {ASSM} Panic Room - The Real Loot (MM/Ff - moderate NC and inc)
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The Movie Guy's Sex Stories
Volume 1 - Panic Room - "The Real Loot"


    The last thought that flashed through little Sarah Altman's mind 
before her mother stepped out of the panic room door was a silent 
prayer for success. She held her breath, watching the drama unfold over 
the nearby monitor as her mother dove to the bedside and reached 
desperately for the cell phone hidden underneath.

    Her fragile innocence was highlighted in Meg's initial victory in 
finding the device, cherubic face beaming with delight as she heard the 
footsteps rapidly escaping back to their sanctuary. Sarah's expression, 
however, quickly melted into absolute horror as one of the robbers 
emerged alongside the running woman. Grabbing her outstretched hand, 
Raoul spun the frantic elder Altman around, safely disarming her 
escape. Had Sarah been any less terrified, she would have immediately 
leapt up to close the passage and save herself, but was instead 
transfixed by the images reflecting what was happening just a few feet 
away.

    With a harsh turn, the robber twisted Megan's arm, causing her to 
cry out in pain as her wrist flared up. Instinctively dropping the 
phone, she only had enough time to watch it burst in a cloud of useless 
parts before she was flying halfway across the room, landing softly 
onto the bed. Staring up at the ceiling, she lay there helplessly as 
her captor advanced, looming over her prone figure with a predatory 
intent in his eyes.

    His hands came to her chest, and she let her head fall to the side 
as powerful hands tore the black tank top in half. Jerking noticeably  
from the force, Megan did not even see her beautiful, full breasts come 
into view of the two burglars running in after their. She was so dazed, 
it wasn't until rough hands began dancing over her exposed flesh that 
she shivered in revulsion, wincing slightly as a lapping tongue darted 
around her nipples every few seconds.

    "And what the hell do you think you're doing?" Buhrman barked, 
coming in behind the others to find his coworker helping himself to 
Megan's jubblies.

    "None of your business, 'less you want some." replied Junior, 
stepping rapidly over to the steel door that led to the panic room and 
holding his arm up to lock the infra-red sensor. "Although I am a 
little disappointed my friend here risked our chance at the loot while 
he helped himself to momma."

    "Ahh, shut up." Raoul lashed back, letting one hand roam down to 
ravage Meg's crotch through her pants. "It's all good now. I just 
wanted to make sure I got this one first, though..."

    Now, as a lecherous Junior slipped into Sarah's haven, the 
youngster managed to tear her eyes away from the thugs groping her 
mother. Risking only a quick glance as him, she swiveled away, kicking 
the floor until her back was against the far wall. There would only be 
one chance.

    Junior was stepping forward with blinding determination, but was 
still aware enough to block the child's bare foot before it came into 
contact with his crotch. Grabbing the cool skin in his hands, he 
twisted it ninety degrees, eliciting a painful eruption from the 
captured teenager. As Sarah drew her sore ankle close to her body, he 
stopped to savor the erotic sight of this girl's last virginal moments.

    As if reading his thoughts, Sarah suddenly realized she was 
fighting for much more than her house at this point. This man was going 
to do nasty things to her... probably rape her precious pink cunny. An 
entire life of waiting for the perfect man to make love to would be 
ruined by a hungry cock tearing into her tonight, if she didn't act. 
She kicked wildly, but the burglar was too quick, snatching a large 
swatch of her checkered pajamas in his right hand.

    She continued to flail frantically, but the struggle was already 
over. Each movement only served to drag the elastic band further down 
her hips as Junior held firm to the cuff. As if effortlessly, he raised 
his arm high, forcing Sarah's legs to lift up as her only lower garment 
was removed. A hearty smile crossed his lips as two creamy globes 
stared back at him momentarily before plopping down, free of such 
confining restraints as clothes. Under the impact of the fall, her 
slender limbs spread apart bereft of will, allowing her absolutely 
hairless pussy to peek out into the world.

    "Like mother, like daughter, eh?" Junior remarked, referring to the 
lack of undergarments among the Altman women. Bending down and licking 
a finger, he watched Sarah merely gasp as the fat probe was inserted 
into her parched canal, the unexpected feeling numbing her. His greasy 
digit slid roughly into her passage, coming to rest at her maidenhead. 
"I love when virgins don't wear panties..." he whispered softly, 

leaning over to lick her mouth. Sarah just sat there with a blank look 
as he infiltrated her childish body, unable to believe this was 
happening.

***

    Sarah couldn't help but let her mind drift away with that remark, 
thinking of the freedom their house really held with no men around. 
Between her and her mother, there was almost no nudity taboo. Meg had 
often wandered into the bathroom and spied Sarah with her legs wide 
open, unashamedly peeing from her tight vagina. The adolescent had done 
the same on occasion, catching numerous glimpses of the ripe tits and 
furry bush that would soon proudly adorn her own body.

    Ever since leaving her husband, their homes had been an oasis for 
the liberated females. And since Sarah's hair had been amazingly long 
until only very recently, it had become a habit for Megan to wash her 
daughter's lengthy locks. When shower time rolled around, the young 
female would gingerly step aside as her mother disrobed, their clothing 
pooling together outside. After Sarah's head were sufficiently cleaned, 
the girls would separate to soap down individually, the limber child 
blushing furiously each time she had to slide a slick finger through 
her crack, hoping her mother never caught on to just how sensitive her 
privates were becoming.

    After being naked for so long, it was nothing for the ravishing 
nymphs to paddle around the house completely nude, feeling the coolness 
envelop their taut bodies as water dripped down over forbidden areas. 
In fact, their love for clothes often extended this naturel term for 
even longer, as new outfits are always much easier to try on when you 
are already unclothed.

    Toweling off hastily, the pair would comment and rate each of the 
week's new buys before donning the matching sets. All the while it 
seemed perfectly normal for Meg to stuff her boobs into a sheer top 
that her ample nubs poked through easily. Or for Sarah to sit down and 
pull on some of her trademark boy's pajamas that just happened to have 
a tiny slit in the front. Meant for a penis, of course, but they did a 
fine job of flashing peeks of her pussy beneath.

    In fact, the only privacy either of them afforded was at night, 
after both bedroom doors were closed. There, the ladies could allow 
their fingers and slits to unite while working their way to orgasm. Meg 
thinking of some hot new stud at work, and Sarah dreaming of letting 
her primal instincts run wild with some of the cute boys from class.

***

    But of course, letting on to those family secrets would undoubtedly 
have spurred Junior to pry open her legs and take her cherry right 
there on the cold steel floor. Had she known what was about to happen, 
she would have gladly done anything, even lewdly jamming her small hand 
into her tiny box right then and there and begging him to fuck her. 
Anything to spare the humiliation that was to come.

    "I tell you what, sweet thing." Junior cooed with a thick accent. 
"It would be a shame for your momma to miss this." Sarah let her head 
sink dejectedly as he bent down, grabbing her soft butt and hefting her 
into his grasp. Hanging on so as not to fall, Sarah felt her dainty 
mound pressing against his covered penis, dreading the fact that she 
had mere moments before that awful monster was to fill her deepest 
chamber.

    She shut her eyes as Junior carried her into the bedroom, knowing 
her mother would see anyway. "Please no, not her!" Meg wailed, tricking 
Sarah into turning her head. The younger Altman saw her mom for only a 
second before being lowered ceremonially onto the ground, the image 
forever searing itself into her mind.

    During Junior's quick detour, Raoul easily popped the button on 
Meg's jeans, lowering them down her legs to reveal another uncovered 
crotch. As her offspring looked on, Megan was unable to prevent Sarah 
from watching her exposed snatch get rapidly fingered. "Don't look 
honey..." she ordered feebly, feeling relieved when the girl's pouty 
face turned away in acceptance.

    "Mom, make them stop!" Sarah cried out, covering herself with her 
hands. "I don't wanna..."

    "So help me..." Meg affirmed, trying to look sternly at Junior even 
as her cunt was besieged by foreign hands. "If you touch a hair on her 
head..." she warned before being cut off.

    "Don't worry, lady." Raoul comforted, reaching up to stroke Megan's 
hair with touch wet from her own juices. "The only hair we're gonna 
touch will be... down there..."

    "Nnn... noo!" she grunted, attempted to get up. The woman was 
quickly intercepted, of course, and held down by her breasts as Raoul 
climbed on top of her. He was quick about it, lowering his pants before 
she could even detect it and slamming his shaft into her forcefully. 
"Oh please no..." the older woman moaned, humiliated they were forcing 
Sarah to watch this. For the moment, she was too engaged in her own 
struggle to remember Junior was about to plunder Sarah's timid form.

    "Heh heh..." Junior teased, looking down at his young prize seated 
against the wall next to the panic door. Sarah had shielded her eyes 
the moment her mother was penetrated, leaving her own pussy unguarded 
once again. "Too bad you're bare, kid." he remarked suavely, forcing 
the girl's arms to her sides. "Otherwise I could keep my word..."

    Sarah offered surprisingly little resistance as her captor backed 
away, dragging her feet until she rested solidly on the wooden floor. 
Now in a prime position to have sex, Junior hurriedly undid his belt, 
baring his massive cock while his pants fell to the floor. Without even 
bothering to kick them off, he crept over her shaking form, wielding 
his phallus like a deadly sword as it nestled between her inner thighs. 

    "I don't know about you," he droned, forcing her small frame to 
bear his weight. "But I'm gonna love this." And with that, he thrust 
forward, his meaty pole roughly spearing her virgin folds.

    "Nooooooo..." Sarah moaned, tears springing from her eyes as Junior 
attempted to get his manhood inside her thirteen year-old cunt. Each 
pounding further opened her pristine passage, allowing more of him to 
seep into her recesses. "Oh God, it hurts soooo much!" she cried out, 

her burning sex overriding any other stimulus. She attempted to voice 
displeasure again, but soon felt a heavy hand close around her mouth. 
Her flapping lips were thus silenced, only a few muffled yelps escaping 
from time to time.

    "You sick son of a bitch!" Megan retaliated under the onslaught of 
her own fucking. "You're really raping her, you fucking bastard! You're 
raping my baby!"

    Clearly aroused by the mother's ill-thought out words, Junior rose 
to his knees, spreading Sarah's legs wide apart as his cock sank all 
the way into her. "Oh yeah, she's the real thing!" he shouted 
triumphantly, pulling his penis out to admire the bloody traces that 
appeared. "So tight..." he continued, watching his rod dance in her 
womb. In this position, her mouth was too far away for him to cover, 
but she was well beyond crying now, passively staring at the ceiling 
and emitting low "uhhhs" as Junior screwed her. 

    "Please stop!" Megan begged between stabs into her own pussy, 
wildly changing her tone. "You can't do this to her..." She craned her 
neck futilely, dreading the sight of her child getting brutally fucked 
by such an animal.

    Knowing it was tugging at her heart only made Sarah's attacker 
laugh heartily as he began plunging into her at a pace competitive with 
his partner. Invitingly egging her mother even further, Junior reached 
for his mate's collar, rending the black shirt and exposing the child's 
small breasts. "Aww, she 'aint even got no tits yet..." he muttered 
with a discouraged tone, looking at the small swellings around Sarah's 
nipples that were barely bumps. Leaning over, he caressed her aureoles 
with his palms, stimulating the red nubs in their center. "But at least 
they work!" he added approvingly, feeling the tiny projects harden 
under forced foreplay. "Damn, I love first timers!" he announced 
loudly, slamming into her hips with additional impact.

    "God no..." Megan repeated, hearing the harsh "mmmph!" sounds as 
her baby was violated. At last spent, she ceased protesting, floating 
limply in a cocoon of sheets and flesh as the sound of shafts gliding 
into both Altman's holes permeated the house. Burnham sat idly near the 
door, disliking his fellow thieves for using their lithe curves to 
please themselves, but lacking the courage to put a stop to it. Without 
fanfare, Junior suddenly erupted into little Sarah, evoking a deadened 
scream as she felt her womb fill with potent sperm. Megan joined her 
soon thereafter, groaning in despair as her own vessel was stuffed with 
semen.

    "Look guys." Burnham finally said with a sigh, breaking the 
silence. "Stealin' is one thing, but I don't wanna any part of this. 
'Gonna get to work finding where that money is."

    "You do that..." Junior grunted, squeezing himself further into the 
paralyzed teenager. He really wanted to let his seed soak in, tinged 
slightly red with the remains of her hymen. Burnham stepped between the 
two lovers and the panic room, looking down at the glassy-eyed female's 
heaving bosom. She was totally lost, contemplating the repercussions of 
the five inches of flesh which protruded from her thin duct. Shaking 
his head in disguise, the con bore on and went to work.

***

    Both men disengaged at their leisure, leaving the women to pant in 
exertion as their heart rates returned to normal. Megan had the decency 
to cover her self with quaking hands, reeling from what was to 
undoubtedly be her first of many fucks that night, but poor Sarah lay 
still on the ground. Her body exuded every sign of defilement 
imaginable - torn clothes, reddened boobs, and of course the white mess 
slowly running out her crack.

    "Well, I'm happy." Raoul commented as he pulled his trousers up. 
Looking over to the corrupted youth reeling from the presence of his 
friend's tool, he briefly wondered if he's chosen erroneously. Her sore 
vulva swayed open like a fish's mouth, just as confused as its master 
as to what had just happened.

    "Oh, we're not done yet..." Junior said suavely, standing up and 
hiking his pants into a more sophisticated position. "I want to 
remember this one, after all the waiting they put us through" With 
that, dashed into the next room, snatching the camcorder he had noticed 
on his earlier trek. Burnham tsked disapprovingly as he tapped the 
walls gently, looking for the secret panel. Molesting them was one 
thing, but letting them know their defilers would be forever getting 
off to the act was clearly out of line. Still, he had his own family to 
worry about. And if he couldn't find the money, none of it would matter 
anyway.

    Waving it in front towards the barely-conscious little girl as he 
returned, Junior spoke in a clearly annoyed tone. "You wanted to take 
pictures of us for the cops, eh?" he claimed, rewinding the digital 
recorder to overwrite any images of them. "Well, now we really get to 
have some fun."

    Kneeling down again, he parted the battered juvenile legs, getting 
a close-up shot of the cum dribbling from Sarah's tunnel. Using a hand 
to split her reddened labia apart, he continued filming the proof of 
his work as she girl lay back and accepted this further defeat. Moving 
upwards, Junior made sure to catch the young lady's haggard face 
peering down between her legs, evermore linking Sarah Altman to the 
tainted slit below. Raoul joined in shortly afterwards, helping his pal 
sculpt this fine body into more degrading positions.

    As Megan listened to her daughter's plaintive cries, the men once 
again whipped out their now-flaccid dicks, cramming them repeatedly 
into Sarah for their own pleasure. They took turns, each time one 
bottomed out in her belly, the other would be sure to capture the grunt 
spreading across the girl's face. She was tossed around like a doll 
until the only remaining stitch of clothing fell off, each movement 
prompting yet another prod into her immature folds. From riding them 
both, to a poke from behind, and a multitude of poses where she simply 
lay on her back and accepted some thick cock in her smooth passage.

    Moving on to further debasement, Raoul rolled the female on her 
stomach to be the first one to experience her tight bottom. Lubricating 
his member with the spooge from her other cavern, he crammed her butt 
sluggishly, enjoying the panned-out effect as Sarah stiffened from the 
filling sensation. Junior snickered as her shocked face appeared on the 
viewfinder, amusing himself for only a moment before feeding the gaping 
maw his own penis. Without any experience in fellatio, she gagged 
helplessly before he relented and pulled out, more out of fear of her 
naive teeth than out of civility.

    Having had their fill of introducing the previously undersexed 
female to a repertoire of sexual knowledge, the thieves deposited her 
on the bed next to Meg, excitedly watching then embrace tightly. The 
mother savored the comforting feel of her offspring's loving body, 
wishing she could turn back the clock and heal her abused child's 
memory of cold-hearted rape. Without even caring that their genitals 
were naturally touching, Sarah rested her head on her mother's neck, 
relishing the brief respite for her ravaged pussy.

    "Ain't that sweet?" Raoul chimed in, looking at the lesbian-esque 
couple cuddling nearby. "Almost makes me want to reward 'em for putting 
on such a show!" Meg shuddered at the thought that her tender moment 
was turning these people on, but dared not shy away from Sarah because 
of it. "Tell you what, girlie..." he said, getting up to run his hands 
along Sarah's naked back and rear. "You can play with yourself now. Go 
ahead and have some fun." To emphasize his point, Raoul deftly swept 
her hand into the cleft between her legs, drawing a wholehearted gasp 
from the depths of her soul.

    "Don't make me do it, please!" Sarah bawled, not even bothering to 
make any motion to stop him from touching her. "I just... can't! Not in 
front of you!"

    "Well, if mommy wants to show us all how it's done instead..." 
Junior offered, moving over to join the group.

    "Yes, yes..." Megan called, breaking away from her baby to sit on 
the edge of the bed. "I'll do it, I'll do anything. Just please leave 
her alone from now on." With that, she shamelessly began running a 
finger up and down her slit, in full view of the three robbers and her 
adjacent progeny.

    "Wow, she does that good!" Raoul cheered, loving the sight of her 
effortlessly diddling her snatch with the help of his cream.

    "Mom, how can you do that!" Sarah asked in genuine bewilderment, 
momentarily deterred from her own fingers still being coerced into 
entering her wet slot.

    "Please honey, don't watch..." Meg warned, pinching her clit 
unexpectedly hard as she realized what was now going to happen. True to 
form, Raoul immediately picked up on the hint to further arouse 
himself. Guiding Sarah to the floor, he placed the young lady on her 
knees, exhausted face mere inches from her mother's exposed bush.

    "Like what you see?" her previous mate queried invitingly. "Momma 
looks like she's had lots of experience."

    "Oh, yes..." Megan groaned, hoping to distract them away from Sarah 
by enticing them to watch her show instead. "I do it all the time."

    Junior smirked at the comment. Being the more sexually experienced 
of the three, he knew her sentiment was fake, but was curiously excited 
enough to prod her on. "Go on..." he implored viciously.

    "When I... uh..." Meg panted, crying inwardly at how the thoughts 
running through her head were starting to break the icy shield 
surrounding her womanhood. "Teach..."

    "What grade?" Junior persisted, kneeling down next to Sarash to 
massage her petite breasts. The diminutive child was, as expected, 
totally lost in the scene in front of her, and allowed him to feel her 
chest up without even a change of expression.

    "Junior high." she shot back quickly, becoming more distressed as 
her body betrayed her, hand moving quite rapidly across the splayed 
lips which glistened in the dim light. 

    "Bet you like to let them fuck you..." Raoul interjected warily.

    "Sometimes..." Meg whispered loudly, really getting into the act. 
"They need it so bad, I have to help." She paused the surface 
stimulation of her sex to dip a finger into the gooey hole, cheeks 
reddening noticeably from the additional thrill.

    "If they ask me, I'll let one of them jack me over the desk after 
class..." she continued, hoping desperately that Sarah would see 
through this facade. "And if I'm feeling really...ooh... horny, I'll 
slip into the showers after gym and let them have me one at a time..." 
By now, poor Meg was beginning to spasm with her pre-climax, lubricant 
flowing freely out of her while her hole emitted it's characteristic 
sweet fragrance.

    "Is that how I smell now?" Sarah wondered, detecting the spunk 
mixed in with her mom's sex. Already she could feel her own body 
warming to the erotic descriptions woven before her. The mist that 
entered her mind upon losing her virginity still clouded her judgement, 
for Sarah had not even thought to take Meg's words for anything other 
than face value. "I never knew..." her mind-blowing revelation echoed, 
realizing that since she attended the same classes as many of those 
students. Just thinking of her mother doing it with them made her heart 
stop, face contorting with pleasure as the boys pushed their little 
cocks into her. These same kids had often plied to test her sexual 
equipment with their penises. To think that they had already been 
drinking their fill of mom...

    "Oh, I love thinking about what they do to me!" Meg rasped 
brazenly, the overpowering urges of her loins driving her well past 
distraction and well into depravity. "Filling me up... it always makes 
me... come!" Right on cue, she launched into a voracious orgasm, 
thrashing fingers into her quim right in front of her watching 
adolescent. And Raoul was there, whipping the camera out from behind 
his back to forever capture this most private action. Painfully aware 
she was being taped, Meg dared not stop and risk provoking the men. She 
continued masturbating, the feelings coursing through her tasting 
bittersweet.

    "Thankyou thankyou thankyou..." she moaned pathetically once it was 
over, making sure to let the men believe they were still in charge. 
Leaning back on the bed, Meg allowed her nudity to continue to shine 
uncovered. In light of what she'd just done, it seemed an almost 
pleasant alternative.

***

    "So, you ready to go now?" Junior persisted, dipping an eager 
finger into Sarah's depths.

    "You said you'd leave her alone!" Meg argued with exhaustion, too 
tired to even lift her head.

    "Hey, we just want the kid to have some fun in all of this!" Raoul 
added with mock sincerity. "Now do it..."

    "No, please don't make me..." Sarah pled, inching back away from 
Junior's touch and covering her mound. "I'll have sex with you again, 
if you want. I'll be really good and like it until I come too, but 
don't force me to do... that."

    "Sarah!" Meg shouted with alarm, flabbergasted by her daughter's 
offer. Junior, becoming clearly agitated, stepped between the female 
pair, lowering his pants quickly.

    "I don't like to ask twice..." he bellowed, plunging his prick deep 
into Meg. "So I think I'll have some fun while you make up you mind!" 
The woman grunted emphatically, her too-sensitive clit lighting up from 
the forced stimulation.

    "I'll do it, I'll do it!" Sarah burst out hurriedly, rapidly 
running her fingers along her gooey crack. Junior ceased his motion 
immediately, pulling out slowly before getting one last deep pound in. 
Meg let out a loud shriek as her pussy was stretched to its limits, 
then hastily panted as she was left alone again.

    Although intrigued by her mother's technique, Sarah had already 
developed a favorite method for getting off. As the two men wanted 
intently, Raoul began rolling film once again, forcing the petite girl 
to turn away as her embarrassing secret was revealed.

    Locking four fingers into a stiff instrument, she began running the 
underside of her knuckles along the bare lips, sighing immediately as 
her own touch quickly brought gratification.

    "God damn!" Junior said with an impressed whistle. "You're so 
little to know how to do that so good."

    "The boys at school taught me how..." she confessed, feeling more 
open to disclose her own sexual past now that she believed her mom had. 
She must have had a reason for doing so, Sarah reasoned. And it was 
much easier to talk about sex to a stranger than to actually show it, 
and she was doing both!

    "No, you don't have to..." Meg choked, her voice quivering too much 
for anyone to make out a word. Ignoring her mother's gurgle, the child 
continued.

    "Well, my friends started this club." she rattled off speedily, the 
jolts running through her frame starting to affect her speech. "And to 
get in, you had let boys do stuff to you."

    "They touch you down there?" Junior asked incredulously.

    "Yeah..." Sarah moaned lustfully, feeling the pleasant memories 
begin to enhance her pleasure. "Someone will stand outside the bathroom 
and be lookout, then send someone in to put his hand down my pants."

    "What does he touch?" Junior prodded insistently.

    "My, my..."

    "Say it or I'll start fucking mommy again." the man ordered.

    "He rubs my pussy..." Sarah eked out, continuing to do the same 
thing she was describing. "And then I'll rub his thing... his cock. 
Until he shoots his stuff."

    "Like he did inside you, huh?" Raoul quipped gruffly, nodding 
towards the fellow thief.

    "Yes..." she replied meekly, looking at his cum as it helped ease 
her sliding motions. "They always want to do it for real, but the girls 
say I don't have to go that far."

    "But I bet you wanted to, sometimes." Junior said, unable to take 
his eyes off of the fluttering in Sarah's crotch and the effects it was 
producing on the young teen. "Go ahead, imagine one of your friends is 
pumping your sweet cunt while another screws your mom."

    "Ah..." Sarah cried, feeling the sensations increase at the mere 
thought. She tried to ignore his dirty fantasy, instead thinking about 
some boy from English class doing those things to her, but the sheer 
eroticism of the suggestion was too much to ignore. Her small, bare 
chest up against the blackboard, she imagined one of the "club" members 
force himself into her vagina while she squealed in happiness. Nearby, 
her mother was face-up on the desk, getting drilled by another young 
stud while a third massaged Meg's breasts with one hand and his dick in 
the other.

    "Ooooh... it's happening!" she breathlessly exclaimed, boyish hips 
humping her imaginary lover. The illusion was so real to her now that 
carnal glorification had gelled her brain. Raoul kept on rolling, 
catching quick glimpses of her squishy folds rapidly opening and 
closing, obviously in the throes of a shattering climax. More happy 
grunts rewarded the robbers for allowing her to come, forcing the 
adolescent to shut her eyes in the face of such pure bliss.

    When the last vestiges of her jollies had faded, Sarah brought her 
hand in front of her face, not able to believe so much sticky wetness 
had seeped from her body. Junior pried her legs apart to get some more 
footage of her pussy, the heat from her fiery lips even fogging the 
lens. By now, both Altmans were beyond resisting.

***

    Their next performance was met without any resistance whatsoever. 
Junior politely indicated to the younger female that it would be 
improper to let her mom dress with such a messy crotch, and Sarah 
picked up his meaning without hesitation. "As long it's not them doing 
it..." she reasoned while Meg moaned in half-lust, half-sorrow. "I'll 
do whatever it takes."

    After sucking all the fluid she could from her mom's scented 
tunnel, the child lay back and bucked noticeably as Meg tearfully 
performed oral sex on her. It was wonderfully tender compared to the 
lingering memory of her first fuck, and she gladly stilled her tongue 
until they were allowed to stop, each moment of horrible incest added 
to the taped archive.

    "It's over..." Meg thought with relief as Burnham emerged from the 
panic room, a sheaf of papers in his hand. "You've got what you came 
for." she began. "Now please go and leave us."

    Junior and Raoul looked at each other with deliberate grins, 
letting on that the ordeal was far from over. Dragging Meg to the 
ground and propping her butt in the air, he slid his shaft into her 
behind suddenly. He grabbed her shoulders and slid their conjoined mass 
over, pointing her rocking head towards the mattress where little Sarah 
was about to get plugged as well.

    "Nooo... not agaaaaaaaain!" she screamed as Raoul held her 
stomach-down on the bed, parting her tiny cheeks with both hands so he 
could aim his prick right into her flower. "Oh god, oh god..." she 
repeatedly endlessly as her tender vice was violated again.

    After the thugs finished taking care of their hard-won erections, 
the girls were once again leaking goo from their bellies. Burnham 
looked on silently as the goons cleaned themselves up, leading the two 
women naked and exposed as they ransacked the rooms on the way out for 
lesser valuables. Approaching the door, he took a look outside to make 
sure the coast was clear, and paused as his hand closed around the 
handle.

    "I almost hope we get caught." he uttered thickly.

    "Lucky for you I'm just too smart for that." Junior replied, 
pushing past him to make his way outside. "We got the money, and you 
kept your morals. Hell, if you're really nice, we'll even let you watch 
the evidence sometime."

***

    Dealing with the aftermath of their encounter wasn't easy, but both 
vowed to keep what had happened a secret. The chance of the bastards 
being caught was virtually nil, and Meg couldn't bear what would happen 
to Sarah if the school found out. Going about their day-to-day lives 
was, if anything, at least a little comforting. Sarah managed to get 
off duty from the club for awhile by feigning a period. "Which might 
not come for some time now..." she thought grimly, remembering the 
feeling of all those potential babies floating around inside of her.

    When her friends grew tired of her excuses after a few days, the 
teenager grudgingly relented, meeting one of her biggest fans for a 
quickie in the boy's bathroom. Forgoing her own share of the fun, Sarah 
sat back on the toiled seat and allowed his hands to roam her crevices, 
trying to do her best to pretend and enjoy it. He was a messy lover, 
smacking his lips against her face as his stubby finger stuck deep in 
her vagina. Sarah yelped, remembering her lost cherry, and he withdrew 
woefully, focusing on her budding breasts instead.

    Sufficiently aroused, they switched places, his penis springing up 
proudly. Sarah performed her task dutifully, yanking on his rod with 
such fervor the poor lad erupted all over her furious hand before he 
even knew what was happening. Without a word, she washed her hands and 
flashed a quick wave to him before departing hurriedly, leaving him in 
the afterglow of the greatest handjob of his young life.

    Class was already over for the day, and Sarah slipped past the 
watchful eye of her girlfriend, hoping not to get dragged into another 
assignment because of her rapid handling of the first. Making her way 
down and around the maze of stairs and corridors, she creaked open the 
door to her mother's room and stepped inside.

    "Ready to head home?" she asked in the same solemn tone that had 
pervaded their life since that fateful day nearly a week ago. Meg 
looked up, a tired smile on her face, and nodded her assent. She was in 
the process of packing up books and papers, Sarah idly roaming the 
aisles, when a bunch of excited students suddenly burst through the 
door and headed straight for their instructor.

    "Is it true, Mrs. Altman?" one of them blurted out, palming his 
hands on the nearest chair. One of them contained a small, unmarked 
cassette.

    "Oh, and what is that, Brian?" Meg replied in an inquisitive tone, 
effortlessly switching from mother to teacher. Sarah paused her 
meandering, cocking an ear to hear what was transpiring.

    "Well, this guy..." another began, interrupting his pal. "He 
started coming up to people in the playground and asking if anyone had 
you for history."

    "Yeah, yeah!" a third piped up, continuing the tale. "When we said 
yes, he was like going on about you hired him to fix your air 
conditioner, and then..."

    "He told us to watch this movie!" The first one finished, 
displaying the black object and waiting open-mouthed to gauge her 
response. Meg didn't have the foggiest idea what was going on at all. 
She was so frazzled from such a busy day on the job, it just didn't 
click. But Sarah understood immediately.

    "No..." the adolescent squeaked softly, freezing in place. "Those 
fucking bastards..."

    "Oh my god, it's true!" one of them exclaimed, pointing excitedly 
to the stuttering little girl. "You both asked them to do it with you! 
Oh, wow, this is too much..." He sat down on a chair, his young mind 
trying to deal with such a massive opportunity that he fell completely 
into his own world. "We could make a fortune selling this thing to our 
friends. And the other teachers... or even on the internet!"

    "Or..." Meg broke in with surprisingly full composure. "You could 
keep quiet and get a much better deal." She had slipped over to the 
door as the youngster babbled, and Sarah noticed.

    "Please don't do this, mom..." the girl pled, shaking her head 
sadly as her mother offered their flesh in exchange for further 
silence.

    "Don't worry honey..." Meg answered back, obviously holding in 
tears. "We just have to get through this... one more time..."

    As if sharing a psychic link, the students made their way to the 
two prizes, wishing to take advantage of this dream before anything 
came to disrupt it. Two began groping Meg's full body as her hand 
fumbled to lock their exit with a shaky hand. The other led Sarah by 
the hand to the front of the room, rubbing her down without delay.

    "You don't know how long I've wanted to do this..." the kid rasped, 
ripping the button-down shirt open from behind. Pressing her small tits 
up against blackboard, he elicited a surprised cry as the chalky stone 
hardened her nipples. From the sound of his voice, Sarah knew it was 
Chris who would soon be enjoying the delights of her body. Not as well 
off as some of the other boys, he couldn't afford to pay the club's 
dues, and thus had no idea of it's existence. Not that it mattered now. 
He was about to get more than any of those guys anyway.

    Raising a mental shield of past thoughts to deflect the feeling of 
his solid meat squeezing into her tummy, Sarah was caught by the 
surreal nature of the situation. Just like in her fantasy before, Meg 
enthusiastically swiped her hand along the desk, casting everything to 
the floor. Shimmying out of her panties and flipping the skirt up, she 
fell back onto the wood and waited for Brian to mount her. Within 
seconds he was eagerly devouring at his first piece, while his teacher 
whispered the most dirty things imaginable in his ear. Matt was also 
getting his fill, running his hands under her shirt while his own tiny 
cock peeked out of his pants.

    Bumping and grinding her crotch unconsciously, Sarah realized with 
grim certainty that their old loves were already forfeit. It would 
never end now. Regardless of their promise, these boys would tell 
others, and the Altman family would forever be opening their legs to 
prevent the truth from coming out. "At least it's not so bad..." she 
mused silently as an afterthought. Her barely-used vagina was growing 
red from the attention, already sending the same signals to her brain 
as her own hand did. "No so bad..." she repeated a little louder, 
shutting her eyes as the delight built.


4/20/03 - VGSS
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