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Subject: {ASSM} Hornier by the Dozen (aka Kinky-er by the Dozen)
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Hornier by the Dozen (Kinky-er by the Dozen)
    by: Cthon@rocketmail.com

Warning/Precaution/Disclaimer: This is fiction, and no one involved in
the movie "Cheaper by the Dozen" has knowledge of this nor do they
condone or promote this.  If you are under the age required to read
explicit/adult material, do not read this.

It is not necessary to have seen the movie "Cheaper by the Dozen
(2003), but it will be much more enjoyable and relevant if you did,
you are my target audience! If you liked this, let me know! Enjoy!




***
	It was late, November 11th, a Thursday evening and Tom Baker was
thrilled with the new coaching position and the chance to give his
family the 'better' life that he always wanted but keeping 11 kids
(technically 12) in line after the big move to Chicago was more of a
task that he thought it would be.  With Kate on her big book promotion
tour in New York, their effective hold of the children was reduced to
half strength and slipping everyday.  But he wasn't totally helpless;
there was always Nora, reliable, helpful, responsible Nora.

"Where is that girl", Tom groaned as he pulled away from the curb,
leaving his nest in the incapable hands of his eldest son Charlie. 
"Hank....I bet that....Hank is holding her up!"

A few miles away a frantic, disheveled Nora Baker accelerated to her
second home, already an hour late to start baby-sitting her siblings,
she screeched to a stop at a traffic light.  Her cell phone vibrated
vigorously against her bare thighs and with a startled jump she
reached under her knee-length black pencil skirt, tugging it up her
legs a bit to grasp the trembling phone. With a blush and a quick
moistening lick of her lips she pulled the cell free to see her
father's name on it.  "Hello dad!" she answered with reluctance,
expecting a lecture as she brushed strands of hair behind her ear.

Pulling up to the expansive home that she wishes she had the chance to
experience when she was young, Nora was pleasantly surprised to have
received a concerned reaction from her father instead of the expected
lecture.  Smoothing out her skirt, she approached the strangely quiet
home, sidestepping and straddling the numerous balls and toys, a few
of which dated back to her youth.  The eldest daughter approached the
doorway finding Charlie waiting to greet her, red cap and all. 
Charlie was in a very amorous mood and seeing his older sis approach
only made him hotter.  She seemed to walk in slow motion as his eyes
followed up her slender body.  The black, strappy, pointed-toe pumps
snapping against the stone walkway; the pale, cream-white athletic
legs stepping over and around the plastic obstacles in the yard; the
firm thighs yanking the tight, side-slit, pencil skirt taut with each
step; the tails of the white button-down blouse pulled free from the
skirt and hugging her firm perky chest under the unbuttoned black suit
jacket; the collar bone exposed between the opened white collar,
giving way to her slender swanesque neck; gorgeous face framed by
pretty golden blonde tresses with full pink lips giving a beaming
smile and bright wide eyes showing warmth; all characteristics that
Charlie drank in as he watched 22 years of beauty approach, recalling
all the vivid childhood dreams and fantasies that he was constantly
quelling.  As his thoughts ran, he began to rethink the experimental
use of the Viagra pill he had saved for a night like this.

Nora could see Charlie's eyes tracing up her legs, she followed them
as they traced up her body, giving a nervous smile as she remembered
the perverted things he used to do to get a peek at her years ago.

"Charlie! How's everybody?" Nora chimed nervously as she approached
his outstretched arms for a hug.

Charlie embraced Nora hugging her tightly trying to press her close,
one hand trailing down her lower back as he spoke, "We're all doing
good, in spite of mom being in New York, so good to see you, sis!" 
Nora finally broke the hug giving him a warm smile before his hand
slid any lower.

"Dad told me you might need a little help tonight since he had some
important dinner/meeting tonight with some big shot football people."
Nora stated, peering over her brother's shoulder awaiting the stampede
of siblings.

"Yeah sis...about that....I gotta' run, Beth is in town and I'm
meeting her for dinner tonight" Charlie spoke as he pushed past her.

"Huh?!  Wait Charlie...are you kidding, dad never said anyth-" the
blonde stammered.

"Yeah, I know you can handle it...no prob.....oh and the twins are
already asleep and Sarah's feeling sick, I'll be in late, don't wait
up!" Charlie declared with a sly grin as he headed for the Cutlass.

"Nhhh...Charlie...wait!" jogging after him in her heels, Nora's hair
brushed across her angelic face.

Charlie screeched down the road just as Nora approached the curb,
slapping her blue Honda in frustration, she headed back to the doorway
just missing the dark service van that pulled up across the street.

Nora entered the house, always amazed by the size and mansion quality
of the home.  Before she could notice the terrible disarray of the
hall, one of the kids rounded the corner with a scream as he glided on
roller blades, catching Nora in the middle of stripping off her
business jacket.

"Hello, anyw---w-wahhhh-hmmpphh!" yelped Nora as she was pounded.

Nora was sent sprawling back against the door, arms pinned behind her
as the black jacket hung at her elbows.  The young boy that collided
with her face to chest was sent into the opposite direction toward the
winding staircase with a yell.  Dylan Shenk rose slowly, holding the
helmet that covered his noggin as he stared curiously at the new lady.
 Nora didn't recognize the boy and was a bit angry at the whole
incident.

"Uh...hello..." Nora greeted warmly.
"Hi." the young boy replied.

Another pair voice started from around the corner as Jake and Mike
followed.

"Dylan...hey, where did he g-", Jake stopped mid sentence as he saw
his oldest sister standing at the doorway, jacket now folded over her
arm.

"NORA!" Mike called out excitedly skating over to hug his sister as
Jake followed!"

"Hey guys!" Nora bent a bit to hug the pair with a smile, her abdomen
a bit sore still, "So who's your friend?"

"Oh that's Dylan he lives next door, Charlie said you wouldn't mind if
he slept over!" Jake replied

"He did....great!" Nora gave a nervous smile "So where are the
others?"

Mike and Dylan raced upstairs as Jake grabbed his sister's hand
pulling her up excitedly.

***

	Charlie noticed a familiar van pull up across the street, unable to
remember why it was so familiar as he parked in the Shenk's Driveway. 
The only thought on his mind was the 38-year-old M.I.L.F. that lived
next-door to him.  Walking up past the tall white pillars wearing
nothing outside of his daily attire, red cap, faded jeans and a couple
of athletic shirts, Charlie gave a self-conscious look around his
shoulder simultaneously ringing the Shenk's doorbell.

"Well hello there....can I help you Charlie Baker?" the sultry voice
questioned from in front of the H.S. senior.  Charlie turned to see
Mrs. Shenk dressed to kill, holding herself tightly and wrapped up in
a floor length stretch mesh robe trimmed with feathers.  The boy let a
grin cross his face as he eyed her smooth flesh through the sexy sheer
robe.

"Sorry to bother you Mr. S. but I got the message that you needed a
handyman, something about clogged pipes?" Charlie loved the smile that
comment brought to her face.

Reaching up to caress her silver '#1' pendant on her necklace, she
chirped "Oh! Yes....my pipes." the attractive older woman continued
and let out a light giggle, "Oh and Charlie dear, call me Tina!"  The
woman opened her sheer robe to the boy young enough to be her son. 
She stood in the doorway, her right leg crossing in front of her left,
her hips tilted, her arms bracing her against the inside of the
doorway and her head slightly cocked with an alluring smile with full
painted red lips, a perky thin nose, dark alluring eyes matching her
long straight brunette locks.  Opening the robe revealed Tina's skimpy
attire; a black velvet choker on her slender neck, strapless black
pushup bra supporting her firm round C-cups, toned smooth stomach
leading to her black mesh thong with bow-tie front, sheer nylon
thigh-high stockings with back-seam leading the eye to her black
strappy stilettos with cris-crossing straps up to her nylon-covered
calves.

Charlie swallowed the lump in his throat as he eyed her up; having
thought about Beth, Lorraine and most recently Nora all night, Tina
set his loins racing.  The woman immediately leapt from the threshold
directly toward the stud teen.  Charlie caught the woman in his arms
as she pressed against him, her arms wrapping around his neck and her
legs bent at the knees up behind her.

"So how's my little boy doing over there...that was a lovely idea you
had Charlie, let Dylan sleep over the same day Mr. Shenk is on a
business trip." Tina giggled her statement.

With only a grin, Charlie carried her back into the sprawling home
letting her nuzzle him and kiss across his smooth jaw.
"So....Tina....I hear you are a vegetarian....but you do eat beef,
right?!" Charlie joked as he began to kiss the mature older woman in
his arms.

"Ohhhh, Charlie...come to momma!" Tina Shenk moaned just as Charlie
kicked the front door shut.

***

	It was almost an hour since Nora arrived and all of the kids were in
their room and most of them asleep.  Jake's bedroom door creaked open
allowing a shadow to step into the darkness.  A flashlight flicked on
as the figure stalked the quiet upstairs hallway.  The only light
coming from downstairs where Nora was finishing cleaning up the place
and watching a movie quietly.  The shadowy figure closed the door and
crept across the polished wooden floor, making slight noises through
the steps.  The light falling on a door, revealing the names Jessica
and Kim on it causing the figure to keep moving.  The shape next came
to an unlabeled door, trying the handle slowly and walking up a
spiraling staircase to an amazing sight.  Almost dropping the
flashlight as it lit a massive round room with large wooden rafters
supporting it, the childlike figure noticed a collection of reptiles
around the room and soon knew this was the wrong bedroom.  Mark was
awaken when the person entered and was timing his strike, leaping up
to touch the figure's shoulder just as it was leaving.

Not long after, Jake stumbled from his room slightly groggy and
rubbing the hour of sleep from his eyes.  Looking back and forth down
the hallway, he searched for Dylan.  Considering that maybe the
sheltered boy might be in the bathroom with a bad case of --- before
he could finish his thought, he heard a loud moan coming from Sarah's
room.  Jake cautiously walked toward her room, listening as he put an
ear to her door.  He could make out a constant light banging sound
with occasional moans and whimpers that he recognized to be his
sister's.  He decided to knock to make sure Sarah was well.

Moments later down the hall, Mike and the twin girls, Jess and Kim,
traveled the halls to see who else was awake.  Having passed Henry,
Jake, Charlie and Matt's rooms, they were a little scared to find all
their brothers missing.  The twins tried to calm Mike down as they
approached Lorraine's room, deciding not to wake 'Princess Barbie' for
the fear of an overdramatic scolding from her.  The troupe continued
on to Sarah's room, where a soft commotion began filling the hall. 
The 3 looked at each other before knocking to get some kind of
explanation.

***

	Pete Corley did his best to be stealthy, having traded in his beige
jumpsuit for a black one; he exited the van that he had recently
cleared out for this special day.  Having received full run of the
Baker's home he was able to tap their phone lines and install a few
cameras in secret places.  The same technique had worked to get him
hours of delicious footage of the neighbor Tina Shenk, why not some
choice shots of Kate Baker or more deliciously her daughter Lorraine. 
Pete had taken time to learn the names of all the bakers, or at least
the ones that interested him.  The one name that he couldn't seem to
shake from his memory was Nora.

Nora Baker the most able-bodied of the Baker Clan girls. 
Unfortunately the only times he had caught a glimpse of Nora, she was
passing by him as hw worked in the Baker home and he most likely was
on the receiving end of a painful fall.  But the pain her presence
created, made him only lust after her more and more.  After constant
surveillance, he finally would get his opportunity, but his main
obstacle would be the family pet, Gunner.  But the shanks of meat
laced with liquid tranquilizer that he brought along should take care
of that big puppy.  Pete checked his belt once more to make sure he
had everything before crossing into the lawn.  It was dimly lit
outside and treacherous as Pete would soon find out, tripping over a
basketball and then the tricycle until finally making it to the
kitchen window.

Nora stood in the open fridge, Gunner at her side, the only light in
the room radiating out toward the slim girl and behind her.  Her back
was to the set of windows as she bent over at the waist in search for
a snack.  pulling the squeezable jelly from the fridge and setting it
on the counter, she continued to look.  Gunner waited obediently at
her side, tail wagging happily remembering the games he and Nora would
play years back.  Nora also immediately thought of her experimental
years as she felt the large dog nuzzle her ankle and look directly up
at her almost pleading to play.

"Hmmm...want a snack boy?" Nora questioned the dog, watching him
immediately respond with vigorous tail wagging.  With a smile she
grabbed a few other things before heading off to the den, humming a
tune as Gunner happily followed.

Pete compared the real thing to the 5x7 picture he had taken from the
family's mantle.  He cautiously tried to follow the pair as he
navigated the lawn, wishing he had remembered his flashlight.  He was
lucky enough to find a pair of windows in-between high shrubs, both
vantage points positioned directly across from the main couch in the
den.  After a quick listen to hear if any of the children were awake,
Nora returned to her cozy position of the couch with Gunner in tow.

Gunner hopped up onto the couch, resting his head immediately into
Nora's warm lap as she outstretched her bare legs crossing them atop
the coffee table. Nora grabbed the jar of peanut butter as she watched
the ridiculous movie.  "Now come on Gunner, a pretty girl leaving her
small town home to become some gimmicky, dancing bartender to forward
her singing career...weird huh?!" Nora posed the question to the burly
dog that lifting his head in response to the loosening of the jar. 
She set the cap down dipping her slender finger into the thick peanut
butter and pulling it up directly toward her dripping moist tongue,
slurping her finger clean.  Gunner watched Nora closely as she smiled
to him , repeating her actions and holding out her index and middle
finger out toward the dog she helped raise.  Gunner sniffed the sticky
sweet substance, extending his long flat tongue and licking across her
fingers hungrily.

"Good boy, Gunner!" Nora praised as the large dog that lapped at her
fingers.  Nora's mind began to run with ideas, watching the dog work
so diligently to clean her fingers.  She was glad that the children
were fast asleep and excited by the possibilities that this night
could bring.

Pete watched the action intensify from outside the home, the glass
fogging constantly from the heat of his pants and breaths.  Nora sat
further up on the couch allowing her to lean further back giving her a
great position to make her entire body a human serving dish for the
hungry dog.  His cold nose explored her slit skirt and lap as she
began unbuttoning her white blouse further down her chest.  She opened
the top completely and exposed her pale creamy skin covered only by a
white lacey pushup bra.  She grabbed the squeezable room temperature
syrup making a tiny trail from her firm tummy all the way up her toned
torso, creating a curved line of sticky viscous fluid up her neck
ending just under her chin as she arched her head into the back
cushion.  She lay still with her back and neck arched, a human
lollypop for the stocky white dog.  After a brief investigative sniff,
Gunner began to clean the girl.

Pete could feel his crotch stiffen at the bizarrely arousing display
of the dog licking sticky syrup off of Nora's body.  The beast's maw
close to her perfect skin, lapping with its wide rough tongue slurping
up the syrup ravenously.  Pete rubbed himself to stimulate the organ,
watching the dog's tongue slap her skin with lapping sounds, and Nora
moan in response.  Her hands pet the white mane as the dog roughly
licked up and down her quivering neck, the perverse excitement
obviously getting to her.

Without warning, the phone rang loudly disturbing the intimate quiet
moment.  Nora instinctively answered the phone as Gunner sucked and
slurped her chin and neck clean.  The darting flat tongue tickling her
sensitive and tender face causing her to answer with a giggle.

"Uh...hee...stoppit...oh...hello?"
"Oh hey dad.....no everything's fine!"
"Yuppers, all asleep!"
"No, Hank's not here!"
"Kissing...oh no dad...I'm just feeding Gunner."
"mmm-hmm!"
"Late?! sure, everything's under control."
"Yes dad, don't worry!"
"Love you too, kisses!"

"Ha! Hear that Gunner, dad thought we were kissing." Nora stated
comically as she raised the syrup to her fingertips dripping a few
drops before applying them to her shiny pink lips.  A puckering smile
forms on her dripping lips as she approaches the pleased Gunner. 
Parting her lips slightly as she feels his short inhaling sniffs,
drawing closer and closer to Nora.

***

	Dylan stopped directly at Lorraine's bedroom door. "Finally!"
whispering as he slowly opens the door and peeks into the fashionable
room.  Dylan kept the grin on his comical face as he entered followed
by Mark.

"Are you sure about this?" mark questioned curiously.

"C'mon you said it'd be funny, we just need to stay quiet, got the
camera?" Dylan asked as he felt himself tremble with excitement,
making sure the coast was clear, he closed the door behind Mark who
held up the digital camera by it's strap and his pet beans in his free
hand.  Dylan turned off the flashlight as Lorraine's red lamp
night-lights provided more than enough vision.  Both boys wore
t-shirts and shorts drawing closer to her high-post bed coming down
the couple of steps, loving the soft carpet on their bare feet.  Mark
immediately traveled the room, having never been in there as Dylan
stood over the frilly soft colorful bed housing the prissy teen.

Mark was slightly confused as to how his sister could survive with all
the magazine pictures pinned around her walls and all the colorful
artsy clutter that filled her space.  Dylan was far moor interested in
the serene young face partially hidden behind a sleeping mask and
lying on the mound of pillows.  He moved in to sniff the straight
blonde hair spayed out under her.  The smile widening on his chubby
face as he detected a fresh strawberry scent from the girl.  Moaning
silently he hovered his face over hers wanting to reach out and touch
those lips, kiss them as they seemed to shimmer.  Ever since he first
saw her sunbathing one-day, Dylan has lusted over the older teen
Lorraine Baker, and now he hovers over her like a wolf stalking an
innocent lamb.

Mark turned around just in time to see Dylan peeling back Lorraine's
bed sheets, slowly revealing the chesty girl's tight pink t-shirt.

"Dylan...what are you doing!" whispered mark as he raced over to stop
him, setting down beans.

"Relax mark, we can put the frog on her stomach and take the picture
it'll be funnier if the sheets are off Dylan reassured.

Mark was reluctant to speak up as he saw his sisters abdomen slightly
revealed in the red night-lights.  Dylan could feel his young body
tremble with excitement, his inexperienced body triggered by the
thrill of his actions, pulling the sheets completely off Lorraine's
body.  Both boys soaked in the sight of the 16 year old lying on her
bed on her back, legs partially folded and together in a tiny pink
t-shirt, and a small matching pair of striped shorts and ankle socks,
a cute snoring coming from her innocent face.

"Cool!" Dylan whispered as his hands ached to touch her firm smooth
thighs, "Great...got the camera.....Mark?"  Turning to look at his
accomplice, Dylan was shocked to see a blushing and almost sweating
Mark staring down at his sister.  Mark pressed the camera to Mark's
chest as he bolted from the room shocked beyond belief by the reaction
his sleeping sister's body forcing on his own.  Dylan tried after Mark
who was racing toward his own room, hyperventilating as his feet hit
the polished wooden hallway.  Dylan closed the door flipping the
camera on as he once again approached the teenage sleeping beauty.

Finally some fun!...Mom never lets me do anything fun!" he remarked as
he gently lifted the girl's t-shirt, flashing an image of her heaving
young uncovered bosom.

***

	Charlie walked around the corner approaching what was typically known
as Bill Shenk's office, but today served a kinkier purpose.  The room
still had the typical office look, except for one thing.  Behind the
desk sat Tina Shenk, her long dark hair pinned up in a wrap atop her
head, a few strands loose beside the small-rimmed reading glasses, her
cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she looked down at the paperwork,
biting the end of her pencil seductively.  Her creamy, ripe chest
heaving in the tight bra and partially unbuttoned tight white blouse. 
Charlie grinned lewdly as he cleared his throat and knocked at the
opened door.

"Excuse me, I believe I have a meeting." Charlie stammered.

Tina playing a secretary at a modeling agency perked up, looking to
the young man, "Oh hello, come in handsome young man, have a seat."

Charlie Baker sat with a smile across the desk from Mrs. Shenk, lust
in his eyes as she twirled a strand of hair in her slender finger,
pretending to call her boss.  "Ok Charlie, Mr. Davis will see you
after his meeting, he told me to give you the application and
pre-interview screening."  Standing and walking around the desk, Tina
gave the boy a perfect view of the hip-hugging leather miniskirt,
which stopped at her mid thigh, the 5" stiletto pumps that painfully
arched her sexy feet and in-between the garments her smooth shapely
legs asking to be groped.  Charlie looked up at Tina as she stood
inches away handing him a form to fill out.  Taking the form, and
setting it down Charlie's gaze remained on the ultra sexy, older
secretary as she propped herself up onto the desk and slowly crossed
her thighs in front of him.

Leaning back on her hands and bouncing her crossed leg slightly, Tina
waited for Charlie to act and tried to tease him, "Problem Mr. Baker?"

"Yes, uh...Tina, this form is kinda long, and I'm pretty sure Mr.
Davis will hire me on the spot...you think I can just-" Tina broke in
to interrupt the teen, "Oh, confident are we?"

"Tina, I'm so confident, I bet I can have you begging me to fuck you
in just 5 minutes." Charlie declared as he reached out to grasp her
exposed knee firmly.

Tina gasped at the intrusion, slowly looking from his hand up to his
confident grin, her pretty brown eyes wide as she spoke "Mr. Baker,
I'm shocked, I don't know what kinda place you think this is..." Tina
paused as she watches the stud stand near her brushing off the desk
clutter behind her.

"Uh...l-listen Charlie, we run a respectable place here, you can't
just make such statements-", Charlie gripped her bare knees yanking
her thighs open roughly as she sat there continuing to speak.

Gasping at having her legs forced apart, she sat up to press her palms
against his taut chest, "Ch-Charlie, this is very uncomfortable....I'm
g-gonna call security if y-you..." Charlie ignored the threat gripping
the woman's shoulders and slamming her down onto the sturdy oak desk. 
The boy grinned down at her, moving between her opened thighs,
pressing the leather skirt further up her legs.  Tina blushed hotly,
turning away, loving the force applied to pin her to the desk, she
raised her hands up to her sides to show her submissiveness.  Charlie
growled as he began to pet her cheek and down her chest, his other
hand falling immediately to her blouse tearing it open roughly in his
fist.  The move sent a button soaring as well as the lust of the 2
players.

"Hey! Charlie! this blouse isn't cheap!" Tina protested with a
chuckle.  Charlie smiled as he peeled the white torn garment off her
shoulders and down to her elbows as she lay there, hands stroking back
down smooth skin to the massive heaving globes.  One long wet lick is
all it took for Tina to squeal with desire, feeling Charlie taste her
smooth pale flesh from her arched neck, down her collarbone then
dipping directly between her C-sized cleavage.

"MMMMMM...Charlie, what are you going to do with me?" Tina managed to
moan before the boy covered her face in his powerful hand pushing her
head back over the edge of the desk, arching her neck and chest upward
to his eager mouth.  He began inhaling her perfume as his mouth
covered every dry inch of M.I.L.F. melons, wetting them with slick
saliva.  He proceeded to pop the perfect tits free in one forceful
yank of the strapless black bra, forcing a muffled feminine moan into
his palm.  The Baker teen could hear the phone suddenly ringing in
from the floor as he nuzzled Tina's round breasts, licking her excited
dark nipples in swirling traces.  Tina tried to sit up against the
powerful boy, she managed to get her mouth free to gasp for air but
was unsuccessful at rising.

"Nhh...Charlie...l-let me nnhhhh...get that." she grunted as he
continued to lick her.  The listened as the answering machine picked
up the voice of Mr. Shenk.  Charlie and Tina's eyes met and he slowly
released her sexy toned body.  Tina stood embarrassingly and tugged
her short skirt back down her thighs, turning to hear her husband's
words.  Charlie attacked her from behind now, startling the 5'7" wife
as he yanked the white blouse from her elbows and unhooked the black
bra with practiced speed.

"Gahhh...hey...nhh...Charlie....no...lets-" before she could finish,
Tina was in a firm hug from behind her arms pinned to her side as the
teen's strong hands cupped her breasts giving a powerful squeeze. 
Tina yelped out in horror as she tried to concentrate on her husband's
words.  Before she knew it, Tina was on her knees as her husband
kissed her good bye and the machine beeped to a conclusion.  Charlie
walked around to face the kneeling and partially nude Mrs. Shenk, her
wide blue eyes pleading up to the eager child who can obviously
overpower her if necessary.

"Now Tina, I think it's time you had a nice hot order of beef!"
Charlie demanded with a grin to the reluctant M.I.L.F. as she reached
up to his jeans.

***

	Mark couldn't believe what he was seeing through the decorative
grate.  First his older sister was kissing the family pet, then she
had allowed Gunner to drink milk from between her parted lips,  now
this.  Mark was feeling like an outsider in the large family and
wondered in these weird feelings he got watching Lorraine sleeping and
Nora making out with Gunner were normal.  Thoughts swirled in his mind
like should he feel this way toward his real sisters and is he really
adopted.  He kneeled there watching big sis squeeze the fridge-cold
jelly into her panties.  Leaning dramatically back on the couch, her
small skirt in a heap on the ground, her creamy athletic legs spread
propped up against the table with Gunner eagerly awaiting his next
treat, sitting between her opened thighs.  Nora smiled down at the dog
with her head arched up against the back cushion wearing only the
lacey white bra and the matching white panties into which dark grape
jelly was sloshing.  Each thick drop cooled her writhing body as she
thrashed into the couch, her body smeared with peanut butter, sticky
syrup and K9 drool.  She set the bottle down, waiting for Gunner's
reaction, hoping he'd attack her crotch as ravenously as he had gone
after her fianc� weeks back, commenting "C'mon boy, go get it Gunner!,
Geez...I hope you don't get sick tomorrow boy."

At the same perverted moment repairman Pete was literally stroking
himself vigorously, occasionally slowing himself to prevent a mess on
the white siding.  The urges inside him were almost painful and he
decided to make his move and didn't plan to be outdone by any mutt. 
His plan soon came to a halt when he turned and tripped over an
oversized beach ball, stumbling roughly with a yell.  Nora immediately
sat up at the interruption unlike Gunner who buried his cold wet snout
against her covered snatch, lapping away at the stained thin panties. 
"Gunner...no boy...stoppit!" Nora insisted to the uncooperative pet. 
She was forced to dress around the satisfying pet she stumbled around
the room as the large dog worked to get back between her thighs. 
Managing to get back into her skirt and blouse, the barefoot adult
peered out the window.  Gunner did his best to keep up with the
fast-paced blonde, worming his snout and maw up her skirt to the sweet
scent that remained as the small remaining droplets drizzled down her
thighs.

Outside Pete hid at a nearby bush small vial of chloroform soaking the
handkerchief he pulled from his pocket awaiting his slender young
prey.

"Hello...Charlie?" Nora called, walking awkwardly to keep her thighs
closed as she snaked through the toys.  She searched a few feet from
the door knowing she heard someone yell.  Pete waited patiently as the
girl slowly crept past him, burly white dog following lovingly. 
Taking a moment to stare at the sexy young ad consultant in the
limited light, Pete lunged out to ensnare Nora, quickly wrapping one
arm around her slim waist, the other immediately covering her mouth
and nose with the soaked rag.  Nora whimpered and yelped into the
handkerchief as she thrashed against the strong assailant, scratching
his arms.  Gunner continued to poke at Nora almost ignoring the man
lifting her off her feet as she kicked the night air.  Pete sniffed
her silky blonde tresses as her firm body heaved and bucked against
him, carrying her around the lawn.  Nora panicked as she felt the most
basic of motor functions begin to fail her, eyes darting about for
help as she whimpered helplessly.  Within moments the frail young girl
was a limp doll in Pete's arms before he regretingly released her to
quell the mutt now snapping and growling at him.  Nora collapsed
limply from his arms, her eyes rolled up in her head as they slowly
closed, her body falling fast.  Pete grabbed the slab of meat tossing
it feet away attracting the dog's attention as a massive splash
occurred behind him.  The man turned to see Nora lying face down in
the murky inflated kiddie pool, forcing a chuckle from the demented
repairman.

***

	Charlie continued thrusting into the neighbor's moaning wife, Tina
Shenk.  The 38 year old tossed her head back and forth across her
satin sheets, gasping for air as she was getting filled out like an
application.  Her arms pulled painfully behind her back with her
wrists painfully gripped in Charlie's grasp, Tina yelped on each
powerful stab of the boy's raging cock.  He continued to ride her hard
from behind using her arms as reigns, continually pulled her back to
him, his grunts drowning out her sobbing moans.

"Yeeee-ahhhhh.....Charlie....owwch!" Tina groaned as the boy fucked
her relentlessly, her face flushed red, her chest sore and buried into
the sheets.  Her cum stained hair and cheek brushed into the sheets as
Charlie rode her into the mattress, unable to satisfy his deep lust. 
Having fucked her face, mopped up with her hair and stripped her down
to only her 5" black stilettos, Charlie continued the doggy-style
fucking endlessly.  Tina began drooling onto her cum-stained sheets,
her arms screaming for release and her crotch aching for a breath. 
Finally Tina's orgasm began, crippling her body as the bucking pair
slapped into each other, sweat beading across brow and back.

"Nhhhhhh....Charlie...god, yes...harder...HARDER!" Tina screamed her
desire for the crippling pleasure and searing pain.  Her swollen pink
vaginal walls gripping the throbbing meat as it pounds her numb.  With
a violent shake of her pretty head, Tina spasmed hard against the
intense thrust of veiny purple pole, milk coating the fuck-tool as it
slips back and forth easier now with the M.I.L.F. juice.  Charlie
moaned his own desire as Tina collapsed limply with a shudder.  He
continued to fuck into the whimpering wife, the canal slick and hot
but loosing it's pressure.

"Aww...no...noo....Tina?" Charlie groaned, reaching down to lift her
face by a fistful of hair.  He soon noticed her drooling slack mouth
as she looked back at him with a partial smile.  Angered, the boy
slammed her face back into the wet spot, slipping out of her and
looking down on his agitated, twitching meat-rod.  He managed to pull
his jeans back up, and searched for his shirts before the sight of
Tina's trimmed leaking cunt glistened causing him to smile to himself.

Closing the door and still hungry, Charlie got in his car taking the
useless drive next-door, not practical but necessary to sell the
affair he just completed.  The eldest son began to think of many
different thinks like how different Mrs. S acts when she's on her
knees going-down on someone or watching Nora sleep and giving himself
some self-gratification, anything to get this Viagra-induced hardon to
go away.  As the depraved thoughts of his older sister crossed his
mind, he noticed a constant series of flashes coming from one of the
rooms upstairs, unable to place a name to the room, he ran to the
front door, slightly hunched from his stiffness.

***

	Dylan had taken his time to get the slumbering beauty, Lorraine down
to only a pair of pink low-rise string panties.  She laid there
exposed, her smooth pale skin bathed in warm red light, her young
chest rising and falling slightly with pink-capped nubs which sloped
gracefully down to slight hills of her toned abdomen and 'innie' belly
button continuing to slope into her thin panty fabric.  He
painstakingly cut her top strategically to shreds that he could pull
from under her to discard and slowly tug off her socks and shorts
stopping occasionally to wait for her to stop stirring.  He had to
peel back the covers twice and get the pink 'angel' sleeping mask off
her gorgeous young still face but it was all worth it, he shot
numerous digital pictures in the process.  Dylan had never experienced
such joy in his young life and wanted more, he sat for nearly 10
minutes thinking of how he could subdue her and fulfill his perverted
dreams.  His first instinct was to lick her pretty lips and his second
was to grab her firm perky young breasts and yell 'HONK HONK'.

	Before the deprived boy could act, beans croaked loudly having
managed to leap onto the pillow directly next to Lorraine's lifeless
face.  Dylan panicked at seeing the frog and the girl's reaction to
it, with the slight grimace and furrowed bridge of her pert nose.  As
the pretty teen began to stir awake, Dylan seized the opportunity,
quickly grabbing 2 fill handfuls of young sweater-meat, honking in his
mind and drinking in her disgust.  Lorraine sat up in a flash as the
intrusion, seeing no one else in her roam her heard began to race. 
Lorraine tried to slow her breathing as she slowly looked down to see
her fully exposed breasts.  Unable to speak for a second she
instinctively covered herself with her sheets, looking frantically
around her room again.  As the thoughts swirled in her mind, she set
on hand down to find the slick back of her brother's pet frog. 
Leaping from bed and kicking up the sheets, Lorraine let out a
high-pitched squeal, she began hopping up and down, a thin sheet held
up under her arms as she continued to yell, the frog inflating it's
sack and croaking in warm response to her outburst.

Instantly Charlie burst through the door to check out the commotion,
locking eyes with Lorraine as she stopped her accentuated tantrum. 
"Lori?! What? What is it?" Charlie demanded.  Lorraine wiped her eyes
with a hand pointing to her bed, arms trembling as she looked out past
disheveled hair and bangs to the leaping motion moving under her
sheets.  With a languid look, Charlie walked over to the bed tossing
the sheet to reveal the dark slimy reptile.  Lorraine jumped at the
sight and stepped back unconsciously, watching Charlie closely as he
carried beans down the hall letting it free in Mark's room.  He came
back to help Lorraine, wiping his hands clean and coming close to the
frantic girl sitting on her bed, sheet wrapped around her torso.

"Better?!" Charlie asked his little sister as he sat next to her
wrapping a powerful arm across her shoulders.  With a nod Lorraine
immediately takes comfort, leaning her head into her brother's firm
chest.

"Were you taking pictures in here and by the way, what's with the toga
gear, sis?" Charlie asked tugging the back of the wrap playfully open.

"Don't Charlie...I just don't feel good...ok!" Lorraine said as she
snatched the sheet from her brother's hand, tucking it back behind
her.

Charlie frowned a bit as he spoke, "Awww...I know you're a little
upset, princess."  He leaned in as he continued his suggestion, "I
think I have just the idea on how to cheer you up!"  Lorraine's
eyebrows arched up immediately as her older brother took her soft hand
into his own guiding it over to his stiff crotch firmly.  Lorraine
stared at it a second blinking in shock and slowly brought her eyes up
to meet his as he grinned back at her.  Dylan could only listen in
quiet perversion as he sat under the bed looking at the pudgy hands
that just touched greatness.

***

	Nora's face was serene and still as she slept deeply, having been
hauled over Pete's shoulder, dripping wet after he continued to clean
her sexy firm body with the lawn hose.  The man stripped her panties
during the dousing which allowed him to thoroughly finger her smooth
slit as he carried her.  Pete was stiff with excitement as he slammed
the young lifeless body down in the back of the eviscerated van. 
Climbing in straddling the blonde he lifted her to her knees, hugging
her in one arm as he prepared the bondage apparatus he had installed. 
Twin manacles were welded to the roof and soon snapped around Nora's
limp slender wrists.  Pets huffed, wiping sweat from his brow as he
stood back to view the girl.  Satisfied to see the girl held upright
by her wrists, head dangling toward her soaked pert chest, clearly
visible in the white garments.  Pete reached out to grip her thighs,
sliding his hands up under the tight side slit black skirt.

The man was thorough enough to put Gunner back into the house and grab
Nora's sexy heels, which he had placed back onto her pretty feet to
complete his fetish fantasy.  He remembered her blazer and car a
little too late, having seen the eldest boy return home recently
scaring him off.  Pete was ready to take off with his dessert, after a
brief kiss.  He leaned close reaching behind her to yank her silent
head upright.  Licking her neck and cheek, he worked his thick tongue
over her lips and wormed past them, tasting her pooling saliva.  Pete
moaned into her slack mouth, reaching up under her skirt to palm her
unprotected pussy.  He battered her cunt with a pair of fingers,
timing the intrusion with the retracting kiss ending in the sharp bite
of her lower lip.

"Unnhh...owwwwww....!"Nora peeped as she slowly came out of her forced
slumber.  Pete pulled out of the van slamming the back doors shut,
fixing his black glasses with a wicked smile as the girl opened her
eyes to see the blurred figure.  He rushed around to hop in the
drivers seat, laughing deeply as Nora's feminine sobs and struggles
began.  Her hazy head shaking in disbelief at her bound situation,
feeling her lower lip trickle with warm red droplets as they rolled
away from the Baker home.

***

	Lorraine grunted, groaned and gasped sitting atop her brother's lap,
his rigid 7" piling into her trim tight canal with brutal force. 
Lorraine wanted to end it all and just go back to sleep but something
made her continue, something inside wanted this, her body yearns for
this.  She did have one thing going for her, she was on top so she
controlled the pace.  She looked out past tired and timid eyes out at
her brother's sport stuff trying not to think of how bad it hurts. 
Charlie noticed it, regaining her attention as he reached up to cup
his younger sister's breasts, giving them loving firm squeezes,
pressing and rolling her erect pink nipples in his fingertips. 
Lorraine was sweating intensely as she hopped slightly up and down,
Charlie lying under her as she rides his impossible thickness. 
Charlie slides his hands slowly down her voluptuous young body
gripping her waist in an unforgiving squeeze helping her motion as she
clamped down on his veiny meat-pole in response.

"Charlie...please...it...it hurts!" Lorraine managed to plead between
grunts.

Charlie looked up at her sympathetically before asking, " Do you wanna
quit Barbie oh, I mean Lori?!"

"Nhhh....uhh...n-no....please....m-more!" the young teen gasped as she
reached up to molest her own developed breasts, closing her wet brown
eyes, and biting her glossed lower lip.  Charlie replied with a warm
smile letting the life-sized Barbie do all the work, he raised his
hands placing them behind his head, loving the squeezing grip of his
sister's tender snatch.  Something inside her triggering, throwing her
eyes open wide the slightest lean forward placing stimulating pleasure
on her teenage G-spot.  With a purr of pleasure, she leaned forward,
her gentle hands slamming down on Charlie's developed pecs, arching
her sweat glistened back.  Without warning the phone on Charlie's
nightstand rang noisily.  The older sibling calmly picked up the phone
noticing the name on it as mom's.  Looking up to his baby sister
riding his dick like a paid whore, her pretty brow furrowed showing
her deep concentration, her rhythmic riding and grinding showing her
dedication and her licking that full lower lip showing her animal lust
for cock.

"Ahem, Lori...it's mom!" Charlie stated to watch her reaction. 
Lorraine immediately slowed her bobbing looking at her brother with
fear and humiliation in her eyes.  Charlie stroked her smooth soft
cheek under the matted strands of hair to reassure her and urge her to
keep going as he answered the 1 AM phone call.

"Hello?"
"Yeah mom, I know I just couldn't get to sleep."
"Yeah the whole move thing...and leaving Beth."
"I know it'll take time."
"No, he had an appointment, he didn't tell you?"
"Oh well I'm sure he's back now yeah."
"Ok I'll let him know tomorrow."
"Right. Bye mom...oh wait Lorraine wants to say 'hi'."

Lorraine immediately rejected the offer until Charlie pressed the
phone to the girl's ear.  With a whimpering moan, Lorraine spoke to
mom as she obediently stroked her brother's throbbing dick off inside
herself.  Charlie grinned as his hands fell to the tops of her creamy
thighs giving a squeeze before he went to work on her agitated fleshy
clit.

"Yeah...h-hi...m-mom."
"I'm fine..nhhh...r-really."
"I-I know it's late....oh god."
"M-Mom, I th-think...I-I ahhhhh."
"No stop...please....oh."
"Mom I'm f-fine....oh f*@%!"
"I...I'm gonna...nhhhh.....nahhh...c-cummm!"

                            The End

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