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From: "Norm DePloom" <NormNonSpamusDePloom@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "Babysitting Jeremy" Part 07{NormDePloom}(M+F+fb, exhib, oral)
Date: Sat,  2 Aug 2003 16:10:09 -0400
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Caveat lector.

If you don't like sex stories, don't read it.
If you don't like stories about sex with underage children,
don't read it.
If you don't like stories bout forced sex, don't read it.
If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area, don't
read it.
If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this story,
don't read it.

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Copyright (C) 2003 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit
without the written permission of the author.  This story
may be freely distributed with this notice attached.  The
author may be contacted at 'MyStories at normdeploom dot
com'

All the characters and events in this story are fictional;
any resemblance to real people or events is entirely
coincidental.

Babbysitting Jeremy
Part 07

By
Norm DePloom

There I was, for all intense and purposes, naked, with a
huge rubber cock in my hand being looked at by a room full
of people my parents age, dressed appropriately for an
informal cocktail party.  What's worse, I figured a good
half of them knew my parents.  I would have run from the
room in tears and total humiliation if Mrs. Hoover hadn't
come over and put her arm around my waist.

"Come on, dear," she said as she moved me towards the
closest couple, "I need to introduce you to our guests."
As we approached the couple, Mrs. Hoover slipped her hand
up and cradled my breast, causing fresh blood to replenish
my embarrassed face.

"Spread your legs, dear," she said, as we stopped in front
of the man and woman.  I did as I was told, and received
a gentle breast squeeze as a reward.  I'm really not sure
if it was the man, or the woman who pushed their hand between
my legs and explored my wet pussy with their fingers.

"Firm young body and the morals of an alley cat, isn't that
what you said?"  The man asked Mrs. Hoover, acting like I
wasn't even there.

"Yes," Mrs. Hoover confirmed, pulling on my erect nipple,
"she's sixteen and fucks like a whore."  I could feel my
face turning an even brighter red.

"In fact," Mrs. Hoover continued, "so far we haven't found
anything she won't do."  Mrs. Hoover released my hard nipple
but, still cupping my breast, offered it to the man who
leaned over and, after running his tongue around the
crinkled areola several times, held my nipple between his
lips and flicked his tongue up and down over it.  Mrs. Hoover
moved to stand behind me.  Reaching around both sides of
my naked body, Mrs. Hoover cupped both of my breasts and,
while the man continued to stimulate my left nipple with
his lips and tongue, she worked on my right nipple with her
fingers.  A ripple of soft laughter moved through the
couples in the room.  I looked around, trying to discover
its cause, and realized that every eye was on me, watching
with great interest everything that was being done to my
naked body.

They were laughing because I, without realizing it, was
moaning out loud and rocking my hips fucking my cunt against
the woman's hand.  I was suddenly struck with
uncharacteristic shyness.  I tried to hide my face from the
stares, but everywhere I looked there was someone looking
back at me.  I could see the bulges in the fronts of the
men's trousers and realized that each bulge represented a
hard cock that would fuck me at least once before this night
ended.  I was entering a real life version of my favorite
fantasy, and I wasn't at all sure I really wanted to.  I
was nothing more than a sex toy, there only for their
pleasure, and nothing more.

The man released my nipple from his mouth, and the woman
removed her hand from my crotch.  Mrs. Hoover, once again
with her arm around me and her hand cupping my breast
possessively, walked me a couple of steps to where the next
couple waited.

"Bend her over, please."  The man addressed his request to
Mrs. Hoover.

"Spread your legs wide," Mrs. Hoover instructed after she
turned me around so I faced away from the couple and moved
me towards the center of the room.  I moved my right foot
about three feet from my left foot.

"Now bend over and put your palms on the floor."  I was
limber enough that it would cause me no problem to fold my
body in half and place my hands side by side on the floor,
but first I had to do something with the large rubber cock
I was still holding in my hand.  I held it out with a
questioning look on my face.

"Here, I'll take that," one of the other women finally said
relieving me of my burden.

"You know you can't use that until later."  Mrs. Hoover said,
teasing the woman.

"Maybe you can show me how."  The other woman teased back.

 From the time I entered the room, and Mrs. Hoover slipped
her arm around my naked waist, she had continued to touch
me, and as I bent over to put myself on display, I could
feel her hands moving over my body.  When she was satisfied
with my position, Mrs. Hoover stood beside me with her hand
resting on my up turned fanny.

"So this is your Little Whore, as you called her?"  The woman
asked.

"Yes, this is the cumslut sextoy, Ellen, my Little Whore."
The sting of betrayal I felt discovering that Mrs. Hoover
had shared what I had assumed was a private nickname with
other people was tempered by the pride of ownership I heard
in her voice when she confirmed that I was, indeed, her
'Little Whore' and there was no arguing out of my being a
cumslut and a sextoy.

I had never been on display quite like this before, even
when I stripped and spread my legs wide while lying on the
coffee table, I had not been on display like this.  It was
becoming obvious that the only thing the people in this room
were interested in were those two holes between my legs.
I was also sure that the only thing about my head that they
would be interested in would be the hole in the front.  The
one that was large enough for cocks to fit into.  I seriously
doubted that any of them would be interested in any thoughts
that might be inside my head.

All my life, in virtually every situation, I have felt that
I wasn't 'enough'.  I wasn't tall enough, I wasn't smart
enough, I wasn't pretty enough, and on, and on.  There never
seemed to be a situation where just being me was all I needed
to be.  Now I was with a room full of people for whom, as
long as my cunt was wet, my ass was tight, and my throat
was compliant, I was enough.

 From my upside down, between-my-legs vantage point I
watched as the man approached my obscenely displayed crotch.
He placed his left hand on my left hip and moved the first
finger of his right hand up and down the slick folds of my
pussy lips.  Once he was satisfied with the amount of
lubrication on his finger the distinguished looking
gentleman placed the tip of the finger on the center of my
ass and pushed.

"Nice," he said as his finger slowly pushed my sphincter
open and sank into the warm opening, "good sphincter muscle
tone."  The man announced to the people in the room, who
all seemed to be fascinated with the sight of his finger
slowly disappearing into my ass.  "This will make for some
really top quality ass fucking."  He announced as his finger
reached full penetration.

"My husband and my son seem to agree with you."  Mrs. Hoover
said with an appreciative squeeze of my rump.

"Stand up, dear," Mrs. Hoover said, looking down at my
upside down face.  Realizing that his time was 'up', the
man, with some apparent reluctance, let his finger slip
from my anus and stepped back to join his wife.  As Mrs.
Hoover moved my naked body from one couple to the next for
their examinations, the people in the room discussed, in
highly complimentary terms, the quality and quantity of my
vaginal secretions; the size, shape, and texture of my
areola and nipples; the firmness of my breasts and fanny;
the flatness of my belly; and my general all around
fuckability, which they considered to be very high.
Sometimes they would ask Mrs. Hoover to put me in some
particular position they favored and sometimes they'd just
want to suck on my nipples or probe the inside of my pussy
or ass with their fingers.  They always spoke to Mrs. Hoover,
never to me; after all, I was just as much a fuck toy as
the large rubber cock I was carrying when I came into the
room. Mrs. Hoover would then move me into whatever position
they had requested or make sure the part of my naked body
they were interested in was presented to them for their
examination.  By the time the last couple were finished,
I needed to be fucked with a need that was stronger than
anything I'd ever felt in my life.  Never before had I wanted
a cock inside me so desperately, my cunt hungered and ached
for a cock.  I felt like I would go insane if somebody,
anybody, didn't start fucking me.

Mrs. Hoover, with her arm still around my waist, walked me
to the center of the room.  Turning me to face her, Mrs.
Hoover put her arms around my naked body and, pulling me
tightly against her, pushed her leg between my thighs.  As
she kissed me, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth, Mrs.
Hoover grasped mg fanny with both hands and urged me to hump
my wet, needy cunt against her leg.  I didn't need much
encouragement; I wrapped my arms around her waist and
fucked my cunt against her thigh like a dog fucking its
master's leg.  The fact that I was being watched while I
desperately fucked Mrs. Hoover's leg only made me hotter.
It didn't take me long to reach the point where I was ready
to cum, but just before my much needed orgasm started Mrs.
Hoover pushed me away.  Out of my mind with lust, I continued
fucking the empty air after Mrs. Hoover pulled her leg away.

Mrs. Hoover led me over to the dining room table and we
turned just in time to see Jeremy walk into the room, just
as naked as I was.  With Mrs. Hoover's arm once again around
my waist, and her hand once again holding my breast, we
watched as her son made his way across the room.  Every few
steps one of the woman or, occasionally, one of the men
would stop Jeremy and fondle his hard little-boy cock, or
his balls.  Jeremy would pause for a few seconds, then thank
the person and continue on his way.  The whole scene was
so perverse and just plain nasty it made me squirm with
delight.  I wanted every man in the room to dump his cum
in my pussy while every woman fucked her cunt against my
face.

When Jeremy finally made his way across the room, he climbed
up on one of the chairs beside the table then, from there,
stepped up onto the table.  Standing right at the edge of
the table Jeremy looked over the men and woman in the room
while he slowly stroked his hard cock for a couple of
minutes then he got down on his knees.  Once Jeremy was on
his knees on the table, his hard little-boy cock was right
at the height of my mouth.  I did not need instructions;
I stepped over to Jeremy and, grasping his firm young butt
with both hands, took his hard cock into my mouth.  Jeremy
put his hands on the back of my head, just as my hands were
on his fanny, and we worked together, Jeremy fucking his
hips while I moved my head forward and backward.

The men and women in the room gathered around to watch the
ten-year-old boy fuck his sixteen-year-old babysitter's
mouth.  Standing in front of Jeremy, loving the feel of his
cock fucking in and out of my mouth, hands began to touch
every part of my naked body.  My lust rose to levels I'd
never experienced before as my breasts were squeezed; my
nipples were pulled and twisted; and my fanny, belly, and
thighs were caressed.  I spread my legs wide to make myself
available and immediately felt fingers pushing into my
pussy and ass.  I rocked my hips trying to fuck both my cunt
and my ass on the fingers.  More than anything, I wanted
to feel cum oozing from every hole in my body.

Jeremy must have received some signal from Mr. or Mrs.
Hoover, he pulled his cock from my still sucking mouth and
moved away from the edge of the table as hands lifted me
off the floor and deposited me on my back on the table.  Last
and adrenalin had so saturated my body that everything
seemed to be happening in slow motion.  Holding my Knees
with my hands, I spread my thighs as wide as they would
spread, displaying my open wet cunt, and my quivering ass
hole for all to see.  By this time I had produced so much
cunt lubricant that my pubic hair was matted with it, the
upper part of my inner thighs were slick and sticky with
it, my skin was coated with it all the way back to my ass,
I left shiny slippery trails of it on the table when I moved,
and the whole room if not the whole house reeked of it.

Jeremy, on his hands and knees, crawled between my legs and
lowered his head to my waiting crotch.  Mr. and Mrs. Hoover
each took one of my wrists and stretched my arms over my
head.  After tying ropes to each wrist, they secured my arms
tying the other end of each rope under the corner of the
table.  I felt excitement tinged with fear as my legs were
pulled up over my head and out to the side, stretching me
to the point of pain, then secured in that position with
more rope.  I experienced a new level of being under control.
In the back of my mind, I had always known that I had that
one desperate option of running like a maniac, all the way
home, completely naked, if necessary, if anything ever
happened that I just could not handle.  Once the ropes were
applied, my only option in such a situation was to cry like
a baby and beg them not to do whatever it was I found
objectionable.  I had the feeling that such an approach
would have only increased their perverted pleasure.

While I was being secured to the table and rendered helpless,
Jeremy had been busy.  His tongue and lips had thoroughly
explored my wet cunt.  It felt like he had managed to lick,
kiss, and suck every part of my pussy, every part except
my clitoris that is.  Leaving my clitoris untouched, Jeremy
licked and kissed his way down from my cunt to my asshole.
His tongue moved over and around my puckered anal opening
then pushed inside.


"Fuck me," I begged when I could stand no more, "oh, god,
please fuck me."  I couldn't believe I was begging a
ten-year-old boy to fuck me while a room full of men and
women watched.  My need to be fucked had gotten so intense
that it was no longer pleasure, but had become a real
physical torture.

"Please," I sobbed with tears streaming from my eyes,
"please fuck me."  Jeremy, and everyone else, ignored my
pitiful begging to be fucked and continued using their sex
toy in just the way they wanted.  Nobody thinks about how
badly a dildo may want to fuck and nobody cared how badly
I wanted to be fucked, or even if I wanted to be fucked at
all.  The hands touching every part of my naked bound body
and Jeremy's expert teasing of my cunt and ass combined to
drive me further over the edge into a state I can only
describe as erotic insanity or lust induced psychosis.  I
was rapidly approaching the point where I would have gladly
fucked myself with a lit stick of dynamite if one had been
handed to me; hoping only that I could make myself cum
before the fuse ran out.

"Please," I begged again with a pitiful sob, "Please fuck
me I can't stand it any longer."  Obviously, I would stand
it for as long as it pleased them to torture me with pleasure.
After all, I was tied down and wasn't going anywhere until
they were finished with their sex toy.  Jeremy finally
Stopped teasing me and crawled up my body until he crouched
over me with his hard ten-year-old cock poised to invade
my welcoming cunt.  While I waited impatiently for the feel
of cock, Jeremy sucked on my right, then my Left nipple with
slow intensity.

I was pitiful, I rocked my head from side to side, pulled
on the ropes that held me helpless on the table, cried,
begged pitifully for Jeremy, or anybody, to fuck me, and
generally put on exactly the kind of show they wanted to
see.  When Jeremy released my nipple, I thought that I was,
at last, going to feel a cock inside my body.  I moaned with
disappointment when he kissed, and licked his way back down
my belly toward my crotch again.  I cried, I begged, I
shouted, I threatened, I pleaded, but nothing seemed to
sway this heartless group who were torturing me.

After what seemed like an eternity tied to the table being
teased, Jeremy, holding on to one of my tits with each hand
plunged his cock into my waiting, dripping cunt.




-- 
Norm DePloom

"If it were done when 'tis done,
then 'twere well It were done quickly"-
Macbeth

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