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The Lottery

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Story Codes: IR/MMf/ff/fff/Inc

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my previous
efforts and encouraged me, thank you. 



My mom and I had just moved into a new house in a new town about fifty
miles outside of Cleveland. It wasn't a big city, really. But I had been
born and raised in a small town in Vermont and we had moved to Ohio
right after I graduated from the eighth grade. I was nervous enough
about starting high school. But now I going to have to start my whole
life over it seemed. 

My dad had died last year. His car was t-boned at an intersection by a
drunk driver. I had just about gotten to where I could live with that
when mom had been offered a better job at more than double her old
salary at her employer's main headquarters. We had hated to leave
Vermont, but life would have been pretty rough on mom's old salary, even
with the insurance settlement. 

We had found a very nice older house on a nice, quiet, tree lined street
and mom had gotten the roof and the central heat and air system
replaced, the windows upgraded and more insulation in the attic. 

We loaded up a big rented truck with the stuff that we could carry and
mom hired a mover to bring the rest. We had moved in with only our
clothes and a couple of air mattresses and sleeping bags, the kitchen
stuff and all of the smaller stuff. Books and pictures and stuff like
that. It would be a very long, but as it turned out, very eventful week
and a half before we got our furniture. 

We had pulled up in front of the new house in the late afternoon. It had
been a long, slow, and very nervous trip. Mom was not much of a truck
driver and it showed. She stopped three times before we got to the
Interstate to make sure our car was still on the tow dolly behind the
truck. 

Her nervous driving didn't do anything to sooth my nerves, and she
hadn't gotten much more comfortable by the time we got to our
destination. The trip had taken two days. We had stopped often and by
the time that we had stopped for the night somewhere in Pennsylvania, we
were just barely half way there, and it was nearly midnight. So we left
early the next morning and didn't stop as much. We made better time the
second day. 

We struggled with the tow dolly and got the car free and then we got the
things we needed for our first night in the house out of our car and
left the daunting task of unloading the truck for the next day. 

We had no more than gotten in the house and were standing in the middle
of the empty living room when there was a knock at the door. Mom
answered it and it was the next door neighbor. She insisted that we join
them for dinner and spend the evening at their house. 

That was when I met my new best friend. Rachel was fourteen, same as me.
We would both be starting our freshman year at Benedict Arnold High
School in a couple of weeks. We turned out to have a lot in common; we
even looked a lot alike. We were both blue eyed blondes with nice
figures, if not yet fully developed. We soon learned that we wore the
same sizes and started wearing each others clothes. 

Rachel had a sister who wasn't home that night. She was a year older
than Rachel. She was staying overnight with a friend. Rachel's dad was
also away. He worked at the Ohio Department of Transportation and
traveled around the state frequently. 

After a great dinner and a fun evening of getting to know my new best
friend, we ended up spending the night in their house. I slept in the
other twin bed in Rachel's room. Mom slept in Rachel's sister, Kylie's
room. It beat the hell out of an air mattress on the floor in an empty
house. 

It had been a fun evening and we had all gotten along very well. It made
the move suddenly a lot less wrenching. We hadn't even unpacked, and
already I had a friend! 

The next morning we got up and Mrs. Davis, Rachel's mom, and my mother
worked together to make breakfast. Then they came over, despite all of
our protests, and helped us unload the truck. We unhooked the tow dolly,
which turned out to be easier than we thought it would. Then mom backed
the truck into the driveway and we worked together and had the truck
unloaded by lunch time. It had taken us all day, and I'm talking dawn to
dark, to load the damned thing! The extra help was really appreciated. 

We hooked the tow dolly back up and mom took the truck back to the
rental place. Mrs. Davis followed her and drove her home. While they
were gone, Rachel and I went through the boxes and picked out the ones
that went in my room and while we gossiped I hung up my clothes in my
new closet. 

That was pretty much all we could do until our furniture arrived. We
went back over to Rachel's house and hung around in her room, still
gossiping like a couple of school girls. 

While we were talking, Rachel's sister came home from her sleepover. She
came into Rachel's room and we talked for a while. Kylie had to get
ready to go to the mall with her friends and was on the way out of the
door when she turned and asked Rachel, "Did you tell her about The
Lottery?" 

Rachel turned bright red and exclaimed, "Kylie! Damn you!" 

Kylie just shrugged and left. 

"What was that about," I asked. 

Rachel obviously didn't know what to say. She looked really upset. She
finally said, "She shouldn't have said that. It's a secret thing that
goes on. I'm not supposed to talk about it." 

"Yes you are," Kylie yelled from the hallway. 

"Go away!" Rachel yelled to her sister. 

Rachel was obviously upset. I could see that it embarrassed her and she
didn't want to talk about it. I suppose that was why I was so curious. I
didn't know how a lottery could upset anyone so, or be so embarrassing.
But I was determined to find out. 

Rachel kept changing the subject, but I kept trying to bring it up.
Finally, Kylie stood in the doorway again and said, "Rachel, she is
going to find out. At least if she learns about it from you she'll get
the straight story." 

Rachel rolled her eyes and I could see that she was giving up. She said,
"Okay, but she is going to have questions. You better stay." 

Kylie came back in and closed the door and sat down on Rachel's bed and
got comfortable. Rachel looked very nervous; I could see that she was
trying to figure out how best to say whatever it was she had to say. 

She finally said, "There is a secret lottery. We aren't sure when it
started, but Kylie thinks it just started three years ago, four at the
most." 

Rachel paused again and then said, "I need to ask you a personal
question, okay?" 

I nodded and she asked, "Are you a virgin?" 

I was, but it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't so much that I was saving
myself for marriage. Just that pretty much everyone in the small town
where I grew up was a virgin. Well, the kids anyway. There were so few
of us, because the town was so small, that there weren't even any boys
my age that I could have for a boyfriend. I had gone to one of the few
remaining one room school houses in the state. I was the only one in my
grade, all the way from first grade to eighth grade. 

I told Rachel that I was, indeed, a virgin, and I told her why. 

"The Lottery is about sex," Rachel finally said, a note of exasperation
in her voice. "Do you still want to hear about it?" 

I grinned and said, "More than ever!" 

She shot her sister a dirty look and said, "Alright, but you can't tell
anyone what I am going to tell you, especially not your mother. Can you
deal with that?" 

I nodded, it was sounding more interesting all the time. 

"The Lottery was started by a group of black businessmen, executives,
wealthy men, mostly from Cleveland. It also includes several well known
athletes from the Cleveland pro sports teams. The members of The Lottery
each chip in $150,000 at the beginning of the lottery period, which is
the school year. In addition, every Saturday they have to pay $1,000 to
attend the party." 

"They recruit twenty-five white girls from our freshman class.
Preferably virgins, but exceptions are made for hotties. Those
twenty-five girls are required to go to a secret location every Saturday
for the entire school year. The men in The Lottery come to town for the
day and the men all fuck as many of the girls as they can until the end
of the day. Not just fucking of course. The girls have to suck them to
keep them getting hard so that they can last as long as possible." 

I was a little embarrassed when Rachel leaned over and gently closed my
mouth. I was listening in a state of near shock. She smiled at my
reaction and continued. 

"The object of The Lottery is to get all of the girls pregnant. Then,
once all of the babies are born, they do DNA testing and the man that
has fathered the most babies wins The Lottery." 

"Every girl, at least every girl that gets pregnant, I heard that there
was one that didn't, gets $100,000 and free medical. Two girls have had
twins and they got paid double. The winner of The Lottery gets what ever
is left over after the girls are paid and the medical expenses are paid.
Last year it was just over two million dollars, though it's doubtful
that any of them are in it for the money." 

"In addition to the Saturday parties, where anyone that wants can fuck
any of the girls that they want, the girls don't go to study hall when
they are in school. There is a special room in the basement of the High
School that has a door that opens up onto a private parking area on the
side of the school." 

The girls all go to that room during study hall. Four days a week it is
just a normal study period for them. But on Wednesday, they get
undressed and wait. Sometimes they just hang around until the period is
over and then they get dressed and go about their business. Sometimes,
men come in. They are special friends of the men in The Lottery, or
people that have done favors for them, or once in while it is a relative
of one of them. That room is where a lot of The Lottery member's
teenaged sons have lost their virginity." 

"When they come in the girls do whatever the guys want, except fuck, of
course. Only the men in The Lottery can fuck them. That means if you are
one of the girls in The Lottery, you can't have a boy friend during your
freshman year. Or at least you can't fuck him." 

"How do you know all of this?" I asked, not quite sure that my leg
wasn't being pulled. 

"Because Kylie was in it last year," Rachel replied. 

Kylie had picked up a magazine and was reading it while Rachel explained
The Lottery. She didn't even look up when Rachel told me that she had
been in The Lottery last year. 

"Are you going to do it?" I asked, still more than a little incredulous.

"For $100,000, tax free?! You bet your ass I am. Kylie said that, after
the first few times, it was a lot of fun. She would have loved to do it
again this year, but it's only for incoming freshman." 

"Most of the girls are fourteen. There were a few that were only
thirteen, and a few that were fifteen. But that was due mostly to the
vagaries of birthdates. Basically the girls are all about the same age.
But you can only be in it one year, and it is always freshmen girls." 

"And they check your reputation. Virgin's are preferred, but you can get
in if you aren't a virgin, as long as you aren't a slut. Everyone, all
the girls, all the men in The Lottery, and any of the guests that come
by the school on Wednesday to play around with the girls in the special
room, are all tested for everything." 

"Aren't you scared?" I asked. 

Rachel shrugged and said, "Yeah, a little. But I know a lot about what
will happen from Kylie and I know that she doesn't have any regrets." 

"What about the babies? What happens to them?" I was not sure why I was
asking so many questions. Surely I wasn't considering this! 

Kylie finally joined the conversation. "If the girls want to keep them
they can. If they don't, they never even see them. They are already
promised to families by the time that they are born. Sometimes the
fathers adopt them into their families, but mostly they are adopted out
through a special service set up by The Lottery." 

"How do you feel about that?" I asked her. 

Kylie shrugged and said, "I didn't want a baby. I didn't do it for a
baby. I'm too young to raise a child. But for ten months the sex was
fucking fantastic. Even after you get pregnant you keep having sex,
right up to the end. And now I have $100,000 set up in a special
investment account set up for all of the girls by a broker that is in
The Lottery. And it is growing fast. I can't get it until I go to
college, or turn twenty-one. By then they estimate that it will be worth
almost $150,000." 

"What about your parents?" 

Kylie shrugged again and smiled. "I'm not the first girl in town to get
pregnant. In fact, for some reason, the pregnancy rate among teenage
girls in this town is very high. They were disappointed, but they got
over it. It isn't like it was fifty years ago. Kids have sex now. And
girls get knocked up. It happens." 

"What do you tell your parents when you leave the house every Saturday?"

"We all used the same story. We told our parents that we had a part time
job on Saturday, working at the public library. Putting books back on
the shelves and things like that. If your mom called the library or came
in looking for you, the librarian told your parents that you were in the
basement and would call back, or had gone out on an errand. Then they
got a message to us at the party and we called our parents back from
there. In exchange, the librarian gets to visit the girls in study hall
on Wednesday." 

"What is it like? The parties I mean. What do you do? What is it like to
have sex with anyone that wants to?" As I asked I realized that, at
least in the abstract, the prospect of spending a Saturday like that was
kind of exciting. 

The thing about growing up in a small town in the mountains in Vermont
is that I never saw anyone who was not white until I was ten or eleven
years old. I still remember it clearly. It was very embarrassing. I was
walking down the road one day when a car stopped and the driver asked
for directions. I looked inside the car and saw the first black family I
had ever seen. I stared at them like they were sideshow freaks for at
least a minute before I pulled myself together. They must have thought I
was nuts. 

I'm not prejudiced. I wasn't raised that way. I don't even know anyone
that is. But I had never even spoken to anyone that wasn't white, except
for the directions I had stuttered out to that poor lost family, until
my father died. Then we started going into the city and dealing with
police and lawyers and undertakers and insurance people and public
officials. Well, mom did. I was just following her around in a daze. We
had lived a very rural existence. I was in for quite a culture shock,
like this conversation, for instance. 

Kylie got a wistful look on her face as she turned over on her side and
started describing the parties. "The first Saturday was really scary.
But I had no idea what was going to happen. I didn't have a big sister
who had been there and done that. There is no t-shirt, by the way." 

"We, the girls, were all gathered together in a large room with lots of
comfortable chairs. A man explained what would happen, what our
Saturdays would be like, and our Wednesdays. Then he told us that the
first Saturday was reserved for our medical exams and introductions. The
men in The Lottery had already had their exams." 

"We would be required to undress. We were never allowed to wear clothes
at the parties. Our medical exams would be done in the middle of the
public room. The men would be circulating through the room all day,
getting to know the girls. There was a lot of touching and kissing, but
no sex until the tests came back." 

"After the exams we were all given special bracelets. The girls that
were virgins got platinum, the few others got gold. I thought that was
kind of silly since, after the following Saturday there weren't going to
be any virgins in the room. But what the hell, it's their party." 

The next Saturday, we all came back and we were checked in and turned in
our clothes at the door. We went to the main room and it looked like the
men were pretty much all there already. They try to get there early,
especially that first day. The men all start out with clothes on. It is
actually pretty exciting to be naked in a room full of fully dressed,
middle aged, black men. But then, I suppose if you were not the sort of
girl who might think that was exciting, you wouldn't sign up for The
Lottery." 

The first couple of hours were a lot like the previous Saturday, except
there were no exams. But there was a lot of touching and kissing." 

"The sides of the big party room were lined with open cubicles. Each one
had a bed in it. Each of the men had a cubicle assigned to him." 

"Before long, the men started taking girls into the cubicles and they
would get undressed and do some serious making out. For most of us it
was the first time we had seen a naked man. It was pretty exciting." 

"It was also the first time we had either given or received oral sex.
The entire first couple of hours were actually just foreplay. We, all of
us girls, spent about twenty or thirty minutes with one of the men,
kissing and touching and having our pussies licked for the first time,
and sucking a cock for the first time." 

"A lot of the girls were having orgasms, but the guys all held off.
After about a half an hour with one guy they would take us back out into
the room and soon everyone was naked. We would stand around for a few
minutes, until another man would take our hand and pull us into his
cubicle. Then it started all over again." 

"After a couple hours of that, the most uptight virgin in the world was
ready to give it up! That's when it started for real. You should have
heard all of those cherries popping at the beginning of the third hour!
Girls were groaning and crying out. If I hadn't been so busy losing my
own cherry it might have been funny." 

"That was the only time that there was any pain though. Well, almost.
But there was never any rough stuff, no whips and chains or that kind of
stuff. They always treated us well. On a typical Saturday, after the
first couple of weeks, we would each be fucked by an average of four or
five guys. There was plenty of rest in between, time to clean up and get
your breath." 

"In between there was a lot of talking, and touching, and kissing, and
we had to do a lot of sucking big black cocks, especially as the day
wore on. Sometimes a guy would lose it and cum in your mouth, but they
had a lot of money at stake, so most of that stuff went into our
pussies." 

"Wednesdays, on the other hand, you could end up swallowing a lot of cum
on a busy day." 

Right then the doorbell rang. Kylie got up and said, "That's my friends,
I gotta go." 

When she left, Rachel and I just sat staring at each other for a long
time. 

I finally asked, "You really want to do that?" 

She grinned and I could see that she was still very embarrassed. "Yes,"
she said. "Kylie wasn't supposed to tell me about it. At least not until
it was time for me to decide for myself. But we never keep anything from
each other. Every Saturday, and every Wednesday, she would come home and
we would go into her room and she would tell me everything that
happened." 

"That's why I am so embarrassed, I guess. The money is cool. But that
isn't why I'm volunteering. I stayed super horny, all during the last
school year. I listened to Kylie's descriptions of her parties and I
wanted desperately to go. That's why Jerry Martin spent so much time
with blue balls last year. I was determined to get one of those platinum
bracelets. I was saving my virginity for The Lottery." 

"How do you volunteer?" I heard myself asking. 

"Are you thinking about it?" Rachel asked. 

"Do you think I should?" I asked. 

Rachel shrugged and said, "Every girl has to decide for themselves. If
the idea of it doesn't turn you on then I suspect it would be a long
damned year. It would be neat if my new best friend was there too. Then
we could talk about everything. And I wouldn't be so nervous. But once
you start you have to finish out the year. Even if you are having your
period you have to go and at least they can use your mouth. Kylie said
that after a month or so they start doing anal too. They eventually
broke in all of the girls that way. The first few times are supposed to
be pretty uncomfortable. But some of the girls get to like it so much
they have orgasms that way. A few of them do, not many." 

"You didn't answer me," I said. "How do you volunteer?" 

Rachel said, "You go to the town library and ask to speak to the head
librarian in private. You tell him that you want to volunteer for The
Lottery. He asks you some questions and then, if he thinks you are a
good candidate, he asks you to take off your clothes and he takes some
pictures of you which he sends to the selection committee for The
Lottery." 

"We don't find out who is accepted until the first day of school.
Someone will put up a list of names on a bulletin board. Just a list of
names and no indication of what it is. But the girls all know to check
it." 

I knew I should think this over for a while. No, actually, I knew I
should have nothing to do with this. But the thing is, while Rachel and
Kylie had been telling me about The Lottery, I had gotten so excited
that I could hardly breathe for a while. I was still excited. 

"How do you get to the library from here?" I asked. 

Rachel looked at me, studying me closely. "Megan, you can't decide just
like that. You have to think about this for a while. I had all year to
think about it. The other girls that are being recruited will have had
weeks to think about it." 

"I don't have weeks," I said. "You may be right; I should probably think
it over. Except that I know how excited I got when you and your sister
were telling me about it." 

I grinned and said, "Wanna smell my panties?!" 

"Fuck you!" Rachel exclaimed and laughed at my joke. Yes, it was a joke.
Shame on you for what you're thinking! 

"Megan," Rachel said, "If you are serious, I'll take you down there. But
you need to be sure, because you can't back out once you are in. If you
get accepted, you are going to get fucked, a lot, by guys you don't even
know. And you are going to have a baby. Think about that. You aren't
just going to get fucked. You are going to have a baby. That puts a girl
through a lot of changes; especially when it's a girl our age." 

"I'm feeling a lot like Kylie," I responded. "I don't really want to
have a baby. I will, for that much money. But the idea of being
available for all of those people to fuck whenever they want, Jesus! I'm
not kidding Rachel, my panties are soaked through!" 

Rachel sighed and said, "OK, we both need a shower. Go home and take a
shower and put on a nice dress. Come back when you are ready. If you
haven't changed your mind by then I will take you to the library." 

My mother and Mrs. Davis were driving up as I headed back to our house.
I stopped to tell my mother that I was going to clean up and Rachel and
I were going to the library. It would be a new experience for me. Our
little town was too small to have a library. I had never been in one. 

My mother approved wholeheartedly and I took a quick shower, dug some
clean underwear out of a suitcase and put on a clean, if slightly
wrinkled dress. I was back at Rachel's house in less than half an hour.
Rachel was all ready to go and she met me at the door. Mom stopped us
and gave me some money in case we wanted to get a burger or a drink or
something and we took off. 

We could have taken the bus. The library was a couple of miles from
where we lived. But it was a nice day and I wanted to see the town, so
we walked. 

It was almost all residential, until just before we got to the library.
It was on a quiet side street in a very large, very old building. Inside
it was beautiful. Everywhere you looked there was dark wood. Wood walls,
wood shelves, wood trim, wood floors. It had high ceilings and was light
and airy and the smell was indescribable, but very welcoming. 

I followed Rachel past the front desk and over to a small office off to
the side, all by itself. The door was open and Rachel looked inside and
then knocked lightly on the door. 

I was standing right behind her and I saw the man at the desk look up
and smile when he saw Rachel. "What can I do for you young lady?" he
asked. 

Rachel said, "Can we come in for a moment, I need to ask you something?"

He said, "Certainly, please, come in. Close the door and have a seat." 

We went in and I closed the door and sat down in one of the chairs in
front of the desk. The man behind the desk was about forty-five or so,
balding, a little on the paunchy side, but not bad looking. His skin was
medium brown, not very dark. He had a nice friendly smile and he waited
for Rachel to speak. 

"Mr. Meeks, this is my friend, Megan. She just moved to town. She wants
to volunteer for The Lottery." 

He had probably suspected what this was about. His expression never
changed. He looked at me closely and in his deep, calm, soothing voice,
he asked me, "Tell me what you know about the Lottery." 

It was all still fresh in my mind, so I had no problem repeating back to
him everything that I had been told by Rachel and Kylie. 

"You are remarkably well informed," he said. "Tell me about yourself, if
you don't mind." 

So I did, my age, my life in general, about my mom and my dad. I told
him everything that I could think of. 

He listened carefully and then he asked, "Why do you want to volunteer?"

I told him the truth, I told him exactly why. I told him how excited I
had gotten when they told me about The Lottery. I explained I could not
get those erotic images out of my mind. I told him that, while I wasn't
all that thrilled with the idea of having a baby at the age of fourteen,
the money didn't suck. But that wasn't why I wanted to volunteer. I
wanted to go to those parties on Saturday. And I wanted to spend my
Wednesdays in the special study hall. 

"Your mother will be very disappointed, you know. And it isn't easy
being a single, pregnant woman at any age. It is especially difficult at
your age," he said seriously. I am not sure if he was trying to talk me
out of it or just make sure I was going in with my eyes wide open. 

"I understand," I said. "And I am sorry that my mother will be
disappointed in me. But then, the odds are, now that I live somewhere
that there are boys my own age, I probably won't make it to graduation a
virgin anyway, and where there's sex there's babies." 

"You have never even been on a date?!" he asked. 

"No sir. The only boy I have ever kissed was my father, and that doesn't
count." 

He sat back and thought for a while and then he said, "Well, you seem to
understand what you are getting into. Lock the door and undress please."

I was so excited that I was shaking. I stood up and turned the lock on
the doorknob. Then I turned and stood by the chair I had been sitting
in. I dropped my purse in the chair and slid out of my shoes. Then, with
great difficulty, because my hands were shaking so badly, I started
unbuttoning the buttons that ran down the front of my dress. The silence
in the room as I undressed in front of a man for the first time was
deafening. 

When I finally had the buttons undone, I slid my dress off of my
shoulders and it fell to my waist. I took a deep breath and hooked my
thumbs in the waist band and slid the dress off and dropped it on top of
my chair. 

I glanced at Mr. Meeks and he was watching closely, but calmly. Not like
drooling or anything. I reached behind my back and unfastened my bra and
dropped it on top of my dress. I was kind of nervous about showing my
boobs. I was just an A cup. I had been growing pretty fast lately, and I
was pretty sure that the next time I bought a bra it would be a B cup.
But still, I was a bit self conscious because my breasts weren't bigger.
But Mr. Meeks seemed pleased. 

"Lovely!" he exclaimed when I had removed my bra. "They are just
perfect!" 

I needed that. It really helped. 

I finally slid my panties down and stepped out of them. 

Mr. Meeks looked at me and smiled and said, "You are a beautiful young
lady. I think that I can guarantee that The Lottery committee will
accept you, if you are sure that is what you want." 

Standing here, naked in front of a man that I had just met was all that
it took to convince me that this was what I wanted. I was so turned on
right now that I was sorry he wouldn't be fucking me. Right here and
now! 

He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a digital camera. Rachel
stood up and moved out of the way. I saw the smile on her face. She was
enjoying this too! 

Mr. Meeks came around his desk and took pictures of me standing up
straight, from every angle. Then I posed with my hands clasped behind my
neck, which really made my boobs look good! 

Next I was instructed to turn around and bend over and spread my legs. 

I felt the cool room air on my pussy when I assumed that pose. I knew
that he could see my pussy clearly, but it got more interesting. He
ordered me to reach back and spread the cheeks of my butt! My entire
body trembled with excitement as I exposed myself to the librarian and
his camera. 

When he had taken several pictures of me in that humiliating position he
made me lay down on the carpet and lift my legs in the air and spread
them. He knelt between my legs and ordered me to open my pussy up with
my fingers. 

I reached down and put my fingers on either side of my tight, virgin
opening and slowly spread myself so that he could see inside of me. I
had my eyes closed, but I heard him say, "Look at that!" in a breathless
voice and when I opened my eyes I saw Rachel, standing right behind Mr.
Meeks and she looked just as turned on as I was! 

I watched as he took several pictures and then he smiled at me and said,
"Megan, I am going to have a very difficult time that first Wednesday,
trying to figure out which of you to enjoy first. You are both two of
the most beautiful young women that have ever come through this office."

Rachel smiled and said softly, "Why choose? We'll both be there, and
we're good friends." 

He smiled at that and said, "Oh really, how good?" 

"Not that good, at least not yet, but I think I'm going to try to talk
her into it," Rachel said, and then she reached down and helped me to my
feet and stood toe to toe with me, our breasts almost touching. "How do
you feel about that?" she asked me. 

I had never considered the possibility of doing anything with another
girl. All of my fantasies, and I had many, involved me and a boy, or
boys. I had some pretty exciting fantasies. 

"You know something?" I asked breathlessly. "I never thought about it
before. Suddenly I don't think it sounds like a bad idea. And your
mother did suggest that we stay with you until our furniture arrived." 

"Ladies, I am going have to ask you to control yourselves. I find that
this has been the most difficult interview I have ever had to do. I have
given my word not to molest the young ladies that come to me to apply
for The Lottery program. I have never before had this much trouble
keeping my word." 

"Megan, please sit at my desk and fill out this employment application.
All I need is your name and address, phone number and next of kin. I
realize that you have no job history and I don't really care, as you can
probably tell." 

I glanced at his tented pants curiously; I had yet to see a man
undressed. I was tempted to try to talk him into not keeping his word.
But instead I sat at his desk, still naked, and completed the form. I
didn't have a phone yet, so I had to use Rachel's phone number. 

I was disappointed when he told me to get dressed. He never even touched
me! 

He watched me dress, he and Rachel. Then he unlocked his door and shook
our hands. He thanked Rachel for doing such a good job of recruiting and
then we left. On the way out I stopped and got a library card. I had
never had one before. I loved to read, I was going to like it here. 

Rachel and I left the library. We were getting strange looks from the
woman who helped me get the library card. I realized that Rachel and I
were both flushed. We looked like we had run a marathon! 

As soon as we got outside we exploded in laughter. People looked at us
like we were nuts. I suppose they were right! 

We walked around town a little. Compared to where I was from this was a
big city. There was a nice park in the middle of downtown. There were
four streets of shops, and on the edge of town there was a mall. It was
a small one. But I had never been in one before. I couldn't wait. 

Although the town wasn't that large, there were a lot of people living
in the area that came to town to shop, and a lot of kids from this town
and smaller surrounding towns that came here for an education. The
graduating class last year at the high school had been more than two
hundred kids. And it got larger every year. Cleveland kept growing
closer. 

It was getting late and we wound up our tour of the town and headed
home. We had both studiously avoided any further mention of broadening
the scope of our friendship. But we were both still thinking about it. I
was, and I could see it in her face every time I looked at her. This was
going to be an interesting evening. 

We walked slow and took a meandering route so that I could see some of
the town that I had not already seen, and so that I could see how easy
it was to get around town. So it took us about forty-five minutes to get
home. 

We got there just in time; Mrs. Davis, Kylie and mom were just trying to
decide what kinds of pizza to order. 

Then the five of us sat around and talked girl talk for a while. Mom and
I were both becoming much more comfortable with the decision to move
here. 

I told my mother that Rachel and I had both applied for a part time job
at the library on Saturdays during the school year. Mom said that I
didn't have to work. She would give me an allowance. I insisted though.
I told her how much I loved the library, which was true, and how much
fun I thought that it would be. She actually seemed kind of proud of me.

That, of course, reminded me of the disappointment she was going to
experience in the coming months, when I got pregnant with a black baby.
Well, she would probably never know its race. Not that she would care
about that. Just that I had, "Ruined my childhood by being careless and
getting pregnant." I could already hear the lecture I was going to get. 

Where we had lived, up in the mountains, we didn't have cable TV, and
broadcast stations were usually more snow than picture. So we never got
much into television shows. We played games and read a lot. We spent a
lot of time outdoors. So when everyone went into the living room after
we ate, Rachel and I excused ourselves to go to her room. 

As we started down the hall Kylie joined us. 

We went into Rachel's room and Kylie closed the door and leaned against
it and said, "I want to hear every detail!" 

Rachel and I grinned at each other and we gathered around on Rachel's
bed and Rachel and I told her everything that had happened, and
everything that Mr. Meeks had said. I got excited all over again as I
described undressing in that small office while the head librarian and
Rachel looked on. I described the poses I had assumed and Rachel and I
even giggled and hinted at the conversation we had in front of Mr.
Meeks. We even mentioned the possibility of something happening this
evening, after everyone went to bed. 

That got Kylie's attention! She asked me if I had ever done anything
with another girl and I said, "Hell no! I have never done anything with
anyone! But I was so disappointed when he made me put my clothes back on
today. God! I wanted someone to do something to me so bad!" 

They laughed quietly and assured me that they had felt the same way.
Kylie said, "I am supposed to sleep on the couch until your furniture
comes. Mom volunteered me. Would you guys mind if I slept in here? I
don't want to miss any of the fun." 

Rachel and I looked at each other and shrugged. I wasn't sure how this
was going to work. We seemed to have more or less accepted that we were
going to do something tonight, although we didn't know what. On the one
hand, the idea of having someone like Kylie around who had a sex
education and knew what to do, we could use that. But I wondered if they
were going to do something together. Incest, that's a big taboo. Of
course, everything we were planning on doing was taboo. I didn't have
any problem with it, but I didn't have any siblings. 

"Have you ever done anything with another girl?" I asked her. 

"Yes, it was fairly common on Wednesdays," she responded. "Guys would
come in during my study hall period, there would usually be eight of us,
sitting around naked and waiting, just in case someone came in. 

When someone did, Mr. Meeks for instance, he would usually have two
girls and sometimes three, at the same time. Sometimes he would have one
girl sit on his face while two others would suck his cock and lick his
balls. 

But sometimes he would just get comfortable and one of us would suck his
cock and he would ask two others to come close and lie down and make out
while he watched. Some of the girls hated it. I liked it. Not at first.
It wasn't something that I had realized was going to be asked of me and
I wasn't mentally ready. 

Once I had tried it though, I liked it. It's fun. And on Saturdays, as
the day progressed and the guys needed more and more stimulation to get
it up again, they often wanted us to put on a little show for them." 

We cycled through the showers and put on our sleepwear. We went out and
said goodnight to our mothers. Then we went back to the bedroom and
turned out the light. We sat on the edge of the two beds, so close
together that our knees touched, and for a few minutes we sat in
uncomfortable silence, not knowing where to start, and who would do what
to whom. 

Fortunately, Kylie took charge and things started to move along quickly.
We quietly pushed the two beds together. Then Kylie had me get in the
middle and they got in bed on either side of me. 

I was lying on my back and they were both lying on their sides facing
me. No one spoke, and no one moved for a moment, then Kylie took the
lead and I felt her hand softly come to rest on my stomach and then move
slowly up towards my breast. I gasped at her touch. It was the first
time that I had ever been touched in a sexual manner by anyone, and it
was very exciting. Then it got more exciting. Rachel saw what her sister
was doing and she followed her lead. Soon I had a hand on each of my
breasts and a beautiful young girl kissing either side of my face. 

It was wonderful! It left me nearly breathless. I started turning my
head to return the kisses, first with Rachel, then Kylie. They were
soft, warm, gentle kisses at first. As I quickly reached my boiling
point they moved their hands under my t-shirt and the feel of their
soft, warm hands on my sensitive breasts was driving me crazy. I was
moaning out loud now and Kylie bit my lip and smiled when I opened my
eyes. 

She giggled and said, "I am going to assume that you don't want your
mother to see you like this. So keep it down!" 

I laughed quietly and said, "Okay, I'll try!" 

Soon my t-shirt was up around my neck and there were two sets of soft,
warm lips kissing my breasts and teasing my nipples. And it felt
wonderful! 

After several minutes of that, Kylie began kissing her way down my
stomach. I felt the muscles in my stomach flutter involuntarily at her
sexy touch. When she had reached my panties, she didn't remove them.
Instead she kissed me through them. She kissed all around until she
finally reached my nylon covered pussy. 

I didn't understand at first why she was doing that. Not until she had
reached my pussy and pressed her lips against me and blew her warm
breath through my panties. It was so hot! Really! I mean, it was hot,
like sexy. But it was also hot, like heat. The temperature over my pussy
went up to just below the combustion point. My hips were reaching up to
press against her mouth, totally independent of anything I was doing.
That was when I had my first orgasm of the night. The first of many I
would have before the night was over. 

When I had finally come down from my orgasm, Kylie started sliding my
panties down while Rachel returned to kissing my lips. It was a very
good thing that she did, because in a few moments Kylie started licking
my pussy with her hot, wet tongue. It was the first time anyone but me
had ever touch me there; at least since I was an infant. I had never
felt anything like it! 

I started screaming into Rachel's mouth. I didn't give a damn about the
adults in the living room. If my mother had walked in right then I could
not have stopped cumming all over Kylie's face. 

Everyone got a turn in the middle that night. Apparently they were as
unimpressed with the incest taboo as I was. We played late into the
night, and the next morning we all slept late. It was a good thing that
no one came in to wake us, or check on us, because I imagine that the
air in that room was heavy with the smell of sex. 

The next day was Friday. Mom took me to enroll in school. I had studied
Rachel's class schedule and I tried to get into as many of the same
classes as she was in as I could. I picked out my classes and we turned
in my records from Vermont. I already had all of my shots so we were
good to go. 

Mr. Davis came home in the afternoon from his trip around the state. He
was a nice, easy going, funny guy, and pretty good looking for
somebody's dad! 

That night we had a big dinner and the adults went out to have a few
drinks and to meet some friends. We sat around and discussed what had
happened last night. Kylie pointed out that it would be in our best
interests when we started going to parties, to act reluctant when we
were ordered to have sex with each other, or other girls. The Lottery
members liked their girls young and pure and inexperienced. 

Our furniture arrived the following Thursday and mom and I were busy
putting our house together for the next four days, so I didn't get much
free time to spend with Rachel and Kylie. 

Then it was Monday, the first day of school. I was in a lot of classes
with Rachel so that made it easier. She introduced me to lots of people
and showed me where to go. But the only thing that either of us could
think about was waiting for school to get out for that first day so that
we could check the list of girls that had been selected for The Lottery.
The way that Mr. Meeks had talked, we were pretty sure that we had made
it in. Still, you never know. We were anxious. 

We made it, of course. And I recognized a few of the names of the other
girls on the list. Now we just had to get through the week until the
first party on Saturday. The one where there is no real sex, just
physicals and meeting the men. 

Rachel and I had pretty much talked it to death by Friday. It was all we
could think about. We were terribly excited. But there was nothing more
to say. 

We were to be at the club at exactly nine AM, Saturday morning. It was
in a remodeled warehouse on the other side of town, right on the edge of
the business park. The sign out front said, "Black and White
Reproductions, by appointment only." 

From the outside it looked like a big cold warehouse. There were already
a dozen or more girls there when Rachel and I arrived, and we got there
twenty minutes early! As soon as we got there we were let in. They
didn't want a large herd of young girls standing around outside. It
would have attracted attention. 

We were let into a small waiting room and we signed in. After we had
signed in we were ushered into a locker room. We were told to undress
and put our belongings into an empty locker. We were asked to wait for a
brief orientation before going into the main room. 

The first thing that we noticed when we entered was a half a dozen of
the girls that we went to school with getting undressed. We looked
around discretely. Rachel knew all of them. I already knew many of them.
Nobody seemed to be looking at anyone else, nobody but Rachel and me.
The others seemed to be embarrassed. 

We quickly moved into the room and selected two lockers that were
together. There were no locks on them. But that didn't seem to be an
issue. We took our time getting undressed. As we undressed girls were
gathering into small groups and it was funny to watch them, obviously
uncomfortable and embarrassed about being naked. 

The room was pretty crowded once we were all there, it was pretty
amazing to look around and see that many naked, nubile females, all
standing around not knowing where to look or what to do with their
hands. 

The man that had checked us all in came into the room and, after looking
around and smiling he gave us an introduction. He told us what would
happen today, and on Wednesdays and Saturdays from now on. Then we were
ushered into the main room. 

I was relieved to find that it wasn't cold, and it was carpeted. We were
all barefoot. We stood inside and looked around. There were luxurious
seating groups spread around the room. Right in the middle of the room
was an examination table right out of a doctor's office. 

Rachel and I stood to the side for a minute and looked around. Some of
the braver girls headed for the exam table. I watched, fascinated, as a
girl approached and was helped onto the table. There were several men
standing around watching casually as she sat there answering very
personal questions. 

I didn't count them, but there were obviously more than twenty-five men
in the room. I would guess that the number was closer to forty, large,
black men. Most of them were in very good physical condition. There were
a few that were a little on the paunchy side though. 

There was a table off to the side with drinks and snacks on it. And all
around the room were small cubicles containing a bed and a wash stand. 

After we looked around, Rachel and I wandered over to the exam table. It
looked like the doctor was nearly finished with the girl he was
examining. He was helping her to sit up. Rachel and I decided to go
ahead and get that part over with; most of the girls seemed to be
putting it off. 

Rachel went first and while the doctor was asking her a bunch of
questions and another man was drawing blood, I glanced around at the men
some more. Everywhere I looked there were one or two fully dressed black
men talking to a naked young white girl. A few of them were using their
hands, but I could not see anyone getting touched anywhere that there
mothers would not approve of. 

The room was quiet, just a low hum of conversation. I turned back just
as the doctor was spreading Rachel's legs in the stirrups and sitting
down to examine her. He picked up his instruments and carefully examined
her and dictated his medical findings to the young man who was assisting
him. While he worked, three big, smiling men came over and stood nearby
watching closely. As we watched, and listened, he described her pussy in
medical terms, the size and shape, the state of her labia, the fact that
her hymen was intact, the color, and a few other, apparently standard
observations. 

One of the men standing near me and watching came over to where I was
standing and he introduced himself to me. First names only, of course. I
told him my name and we talked while I waited my turn. After a few
minutes he had his arm on my shoulder and he asked, "Are you nervous?" 

"Yes," I admitted. "But I am excited too. Rachel," and I pointed to her
on the table, "is my best friend and next door neighbor. This is all
that we have talked about for ten days now." 

"Good," he said, with a big smile. "I am glad you are exited. We always
have a lot of fun here. Are you a virgin?" 

I suddenly realized that I had been talking to this man, Nathan, and not
feeling the least embarrassed about being naked in front of him and his
friends. But when he asked that question I couldn't help blushing. 

I nodded and said, "Yes sir. I just moved here from up in the mountains
in Vermont, I have never even kissed a boy. I've never been on a date." 

He looked incredulous, so I explained the circumstances to him. He
smiled and hugged me close, but now his hand slipped down to hover over
my breast. Not for long though. In seconds his hand was holding my
breast. I shuddered in excitement and put my hand over his to hold it
tight to my breast. 

He said, "I am going to make it a point to look for you next Saturday,
Megan. I am going to try to be your first, and to make your first the
best first time ever." 

I smiled at him and said, "I'd like that." Then Rachel was standing
beside me and I was nudged over to the table. 

The doctor smiled at me and said hello and helped me to sit up on his
table. He asked me a whole bunch of questions about my history and my
family history, all the while his assistant was taking a tube after tube
of blood out of my arm. But he was very good at it. I never felt a
thing. 

As soon as the assistant moved away I was instructed to lie down on the
table and the doctor sat between my legs. Nathan stood right behind him
watching as the doctor inserted a speculum and examined me closely. The
funny thing is, this was my first gynecological exam, and I looked
around and saw that, besides Nathan, there were a half a dozen other men
watching closely, and several of the girls who were lined up to wait
there turns. And it was exciting! 

When the doctor was finished he helped me up and pointed out the food
and a table where I could get a towel to sit on if I wanted. That seemed
like a good idea to me. The furniture in here looked expensive; I didn't
want to stain it. 

Rachel was waiting for me, along with Nathan and a friend of his, LJ.
That was short for Long John. Rachel told me later he was a member of
the Cleveland Cavaliers, the professional basketball team. 

The four of us went over and got a drink, non-alcoholic punch, and went
to one of the seating groups and sat down and talked. I know that I
should have been scared. But I have to be honest, I was ready! More than
anything I wished that we didn't have to wait another week. I wanted to
stand up and grab Nathan's hand and go into one of those cubicles
against the wall. 

I guess these guys are used to talking to kids our age; they have been
doing this for four years now. But even so, we were from different
worlds and didn't have that much to talk about. We were not bored
though. They soon had their hands on us, touching and caressing and it
felt great. And I finally got to kiss a man. I was nervous. I didn't
want to come across as a dumb kid. But it actually went pretty well. I
was really disappointed when, after fifteen minutes they stood up and
went to meet some of the other girls. 

As soon as they left us, three others showed up and sat down and we
started talking to them. And after a little small talk, Rachel and I
were again being felt up and kissed. This went on until three o'clock.
By that time I am pretty sure that Rachel and I had met, and been
touched intimately by, nearly everyone. And by that time my towel was
soaking wet. I wanted to rape one of those guys so bad! 

Shortly before three, someone had started selecting girls randomly, a
few at a time and leading them out to the room where we had undressed
when we came in. They didn't want all twenty-five of us leaving at the
same time. But Rachel and I were in no hurry to leave. We were finally
escorted to the room where we had undressed and stored our clothing. We
dressed and were checked out by the man who had checked us in. He told
us that we would receive our bracelets next Saturday. 

We headed for the bus stop, walking slowly to allow the two girls that
had been let out with us to get ahead. When we finally felt that it was
okay to talk, we both started talking excitedly at the same time. 

We were both extremely turned on and anxious to get home and talk to
Kylie about our day. We stood quietly at the bus stop, and it was kind
of funny. Everyone was being quiet after what must have been one of the
most exciting days in the lives of all of us. I wondered if they all had
someone that they could talk to tonight. I know that I would go crazy if
I couldn't talk about the things that happened today. 

The bus was nearly empty when it arrived, and full when it left. But
there was no conversation at all. I noticed a strange look from the bus
driver as more than a dozen young girls piled onto his bus. But everyone
was quiet, too quiet for a large gathering of fourteen year old girls. 

We finally got home and everyone was in Rachel's back yard having a cook
out. We changed into shorts and tops and joined the rest of our
families. 

Rachel and I ate a hamburger and had a coke and made up some things that
could have happened if we had actually been working in a public library.
I am not a very good liar. I hoped that there would not be a lot of
conversations about my new part time job. 

The adults were pretty much ignoring us after a while so we excused
ourselves and the three of us went to Rachel's room. As soon as the door
closed Kylie demanded to know every detail, everything that had happened
from the time we arrived at the party building. 

Rachel and I took great delight in reliving it for her, in painstaking
detail. We recounted every embarrassing and exciting moment, every
touch, and every kiss. 

That evening I stayed over and the three of us pushed the beds together
again and pleasured each other long into the night. 

I was starting to feel guilty. Not about what I was doing with Rachel
and Kylie, and not about signing up for The Lottery. I was feeling
guilty about spending so little time with my mother since I had met our
neighbors. So on Sunday I spent the day with my mother. 

The following Monday we were notified of our new study hall assignments.
Rachel and I had third period study hall. We thought that was the best
for several reasons. First because Kylie had said that most of the men
that came on Wednesday liked that time, just before lunch. That was when
it was easiest for them to get off of work. 

But we also thought that, if we were going to be having sex with lots of
men during our study hall, it would be better if it was right before
lunch so that we didn't have to rush to get dressed and hurry to class
afterwards. We would have time to relax first and clean up. 

When it was time, we made our way to the room where we would be spending
our time during study hall. It was very nice. It was nicely decorated,
with lots of plush seating and several mats on the floor. 

It had its own bathroom and there was even a refrigerator that was
stocked with soft drinks and juices. 

There were four other girls from The Lottery who shared our study hall.
I only knew one of them, but Rachel knew them all and was apparently
friends with them. She introduced me and they seemed nice enough. 

We talked about what had happened Saturday and how we felt about next
Saturday and the ramifications of signing up for The Lottery. So far no
one I had talked to, or eavesdropped on, seemed to have any regrets. 

We didn't have any men drop in on Wednesday. We wouldn't be available to
them until after this Saturday when we would all lose our virginity. But
it was a nice, comfortable room to spend the hour in. 

The following week passed pretty slowly. Being a brand new freshman in a
brand new school kept me somewhat distracted. But Rachel made it a lot
easier for me. We were all anxious for Saturday to arrive though. 

My mother had finally started back to work at her new job. She was
happy, and I had the house to myself for a couple of hours after school
each night. Rachel and I took advantage of that on Wednesday and had sex
in my bedroom for an hour. Then, the following day Kylie came over. She
was as excited, and turned on, by Rachel and I being in The Lottery as
she would have been if she were in it again. Well, almost anyway. 

On Saturday Rachel and I headed for the bus stop in the morning. We
didn't want to get there too early, but we didn't trust the bus to be on
time so we left a little early, just in case. 

We got to the party building fifteen minutes early, which was what we
had in mind. We entered and got checked in. Then we undressed and put
our things in a locker. The man who checked us in told us what we could
expect today. He promised that the men would go slow and make it as good
for us as possible. We were told that we would get our bracelets when we
left. 

We stepped into the main room and paused to look around. It looked like
all of the men were there, and almost all of the girls. It was funny to
look out into that big room and see thirty-five or forty well dressed
black men, and twenty-five naked fourteen year old girls mingling with
them. 

I was excited to find Nathan waiting for me when I entered. He walked up
and put his arm around me and LJ took Rachel's hand and we grabbed
towels to sit on and headed for a vacant seating area. 

We got right down to business. As soon as we sat down Nathan put his arm
around me and pulled me close and kissed me. I felt his hand moving over
me and it felt so good. 

I said, "You know I wanted to jump your bones so bad last week. I almost
tried to rape you." 

He smiled and said, "You know we are supposed to go slow and not rush
things. Let the excitement build." 

I laughed and said, "I'm still horny from last week!" 

I glanced over at LJ and Rachel and they didn't seem to be going slow
either. She didn't care much for basketball, but she seemed to really
like professional basketball players. 

I looked around the room at all of the people who were obviously not
that comfortable yet, especially the naked young ladies. But I didn't
want to wait two hours. 

I put my hand on Nathan's thigh and said, "If we do what they suggest,
if we circulate and spend fifteen or twenty minutes with different men,
getting kissed and touched and sweet talked, then I might not end up
with you. I want you to take my virginity. And I am ready now!" 

We stood up and looked over at Rachel and LJ, who smiled at each other
and joined us. We headed for Nathan's cubicle. It turned out that LJ's
cubicle was right next to it. I was glad. I wanted Rachel close by when
it happened. I don't know why. But I was happy that she was just on the
other side of that cubicle wall. 

The cubicles were open to the main room and everyone could see into
them. That turned me on. I knew that a lot of people would be watching
us. Because we were the only four who were not waiting. 

Inside the cubicle, Nathan took me in his arms and kissed me again. Then
he guided me to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched,
waiting for him to undress. He asked me if I would like to take it a
little slower, or if I was really ready to get down to it. 

I smiled and said, "Take 'em off baby! Would you like some help?" 

He stood in front of me and slowly undressed. When he was down to his
shorts he stepped a little closer and said, "Do you want to unwrap your
present?" 

I most definitely did! 

I glanced up and saw that there must have been at least twenty couple
watching us. Not outright staring, but very aware of what was going on.
Well, some of them were staring. 

I grabbed the waist band of Nathan's shorts and pulled them down, with
difficulty. I wasn't used to having to avoid getting entangled with a
large black penis when I undressed. And I wasn't in the habit of
undressing anyone else. Well, I helped Rachel and Kylie sometimes, but
that didn't count. 

I finally managed to wrestle his shorts down to his knees and I stared
in awe at his huge cock. It was long and thick and hard and throbbing
right in my face as I stared at it. 

I reached for it and felt the strange thing for the first time. It was
hard, yet soft. I couldn't get my hand all the way around it. It was
scary, but oh so exciting. 

Nathan reached down and pulled me to my feet. He held me close and we
kissed some more. I could feel his cock against my stomach. He was so
much taller than me that it was almost between my breasts! 

It felt good, sexy. I was definitely ready. 

Nathan picked me up and put me down gently on the bed. He stretched out
on the bed beside me. We kissed and touched some more. But this time it
was different. This time, after he kissed my lips, he kissed all over my
face, and then my neck and he slowly worked his way down to my breasts. 

I could not lie still as he kissed and licked and sucked at my breasts.
It was so exciting. It got better though. After a long time spent
ministering to my small, but swollen and very sensitive breasts, he
kissed his way down my stomach. I had my first orgasm before he got
anywhere near my pussy! 

He kissed his way down and wedged himself between my thighs. I felt his
hot breath on me as he stared at my virgin pussy for a moment before
finally tasting it. I moaned loudly at the touch of his lips on my pussy
and my butt lifted up off the bed of its own volition. I was rapidly
losing control, what little control I might have had. 

He ate me to one loud orgasm after another, and I could hear the sounds
from the next cubicle that told me that Rachel was probably getting the
same treatment I was. 

After god knows how many orgasms, I finally had to push his head away
from my pussy. He smiled up at me and asked, "Are you ready?" 

"No," I replied. "Not yet. I want to taste you first." 

"Are you sure?" he asked. "You don't have to." 

"Please," I begged. "I want to." 

Nathan moved up beside me and I rose up over him. I started doing to him
just what he had done to me moments before. I kissed his lips, his face,
and his neck. I worked my way down over his chest, paying special
attention to his nipples. He liked that and I kept it up for several
minutes before working my way down his stomach. His stomach muscles
rippled in excitement as I kissed my way down his hard body. I finally
reached his belly and I could feel his hard cock bouncing against my
chest, the tip of it nearly touched my chin. 

I kissed my way down his body, avoiding his cock for the moment. I moved
around it and kissed his thighs, down one, and then slowly back up the
other. 

I nestled in between his thighs and as he opened his legs I was there
with my face right above his cock and balls. They were truly
magnificent! I could smell him. He smelled so manly. He smelled so much
different than Rachel or Kylie had. 

I inhaled deeply and then I touched my lips to his balls and started
kissing. He groaned in excitement as I worked my lips and then my tongue
around his balls. As I worked I could hear the sounds from the next
cubicle. 

I could tell that Rachel was about to lose her virginity. I was as
excited for her as I was for myself. I continued to lick and suck
Nathan's balls and then, just as I heard the sharp cry of pain from the
next cubicle, I took Nathan's cock into my mouth for the first time. 

I didn't know what I was doing, of course, but it was so sexy, I loved
it! I sucked at his cock for several minutes. As I worked, Nathan gave
me hints and I started doing better. By the time he stopped me I could
hear Rachel moaning in ecstasy. It was obvious that the pain was gone.
She sounded like she was having a great time. 

Nathan reached down and pulled me up beside him. We kissed again and
then he got on top of me. He seemed much larger, looming over me like
that. He was so much taller than I that we couldn't kiss now. So instead
I started kissing his chest and working on his nipples again. 

I felt is cock rubbing against my stomach and I spread my legs as wide
as possible. Then I reached down and took his cock in my hand and place
the large knob at the entrance to my very wet hole. 

He whispered, "Are you ready?" 

"Fuck yes!" I exclaimed. 

I expected him to plunge in, tearing my hymen and getting that part of
it over with. But that isn't how it happened. Instead, he pushed into me
a couple of inches and let me get used to being stretched by his large
organ. It felt very, very good. 

Then he pulled back and started stroking in and out of me, each time
stopping just short of my hymen. He was driving me crazy! 

I was begging him finally and suddenly, without warning he buried his
cock in me with one strong lunge. I cried out, but not loud. I was
surprised that after all the build up, it hadn't been that bad. It had
hurt, but not nearly as much as I had feared. 

He held himself still for a minute until I couldn't stand it anymore and
finally I reached my arms around him and locked my legs behind his and I
started thrusting up and down, taking as much of his cock into me as I
could. There was only the slightest twinge of pain remaining. Not enough
to detract from the fantastic feeling of finally being fucked. I was in
heaven. I was moaning and groaning and just going nuts as he took over
the work and started thrusting into me, slowly at first, but then faster
and faster. 

My eyes were closed but I felt something and opened them to find Rachel
on her knees beside me, watching and caressing my hair and face. 

"Isn't it fantastic?!" she asked. 

I wanted to kiss her, but I was buried under Nathan and couldn't. I
smiled at her and nodded. It was so great that she was sharing this
moment with me. 

I saw LJ standing nearby watching. All these people were sharing my
first fuck with me. I thought that was so hot! 

I had always heard that girls don't have orgasms during their first
fuck. Some never do. I did! Boy, did I ever! I started moaning louder
and holding on tight as Nathan pumped his big, fat cock into me. I
started cumming and that set him off. I felt him speed up for a few
strokes and then he tensed up and shivered and I knew that he was
filling me with cum. I couldn't feel it. But I knew that he as shooting
me full of his hot cum. 

I finally opened my eyes again and Rachel and LJ were gone. I smiled up
at Nathan and said, "Oh my god! That was so fucking fantastic!" 

He chuckled and said, "It certainly was. I have never, in my four years
of The Lottery, or my thirty-eight years of life, met a girl like you
before. You are special." 

He finally got up and walked over to the wash stand and wet a wash
cloth. He came over and started cleaning me, which was fun. But I took
it away from him and finished up. I must be full of cum. It was draining
down my thighs already, and I hadn't even moved! 

I sat up and his cock was right in front of me. I leaned forward and
kissed it. I licked our juices from my lips and then I licked the head
of his cock. It looked awful, but it tasted pretty good. Or maybe it was
just so damned exciting. I licked his cock for a moment, and then I used
the cloth to wash him off. 

I finally stood up and caught the rest if his cum as it was draining out
of me in the wash cloth. There were just the slightest traces of a red
tint. I must have hardly bled at all. When I was done I dropped the
cloth into a pail that was sitting by the wash stand for that purpose.
Then Nathan stood up and held me tight and kissed me. 

"You were fantastic!" he said. "I can't wait until next week." 

I smiled and said, "Me either. I hope I am pregnant. I want to have your
baby. Well, to be honest, I don't really want to have a baby. But if I
am going to have one, I want it to be yours." 

We kissed again and went back out into the main room. I looked around
and saw that Nathan and LJ were the only two naked men in the room! All
of the others were still screwing around with foreplay! 

I saw Rachel talking to two men over by the snack table. I wandered over
to them and grabbed a bottle of water. Fucking takes a lot out of you. 

I smiled at them and said, "Two against one, hardly seems fair. Do you
need any help Rachel?" 

She smiled at me and held me close and said, "Was that fucking great or
what?!" 

"Yes! That was fucking great, and I want to do it again. Would one of
you gentlemen like to get better acquainted?" 

One of the men moved closer and held out his hand and said, "Hello young
lady, my name is Milton." 

I said, "Hi. My name is Megan. I have never met a Milton before. I am
happy to meet you." 

He smiled and said, "I am guessing that your friends don't describe you
as shy." 

I laughed and said, "Well, actually, I have always been kind of quiet
and shy. Something about orgies seems to have cured me. Why don't we go
somewhere private, like your cubicle, and get better acquainted?" 

"Well," he said with a smile. "I'm not really in the mood. But I hate to
see you suffering like this. I guess I can do it for you." 

"Ah! Prince Milton! You know how to sweep a girl right off of her feet,
don't you?" Milton took my hand and I waived goodbye to Rachel as he
pulled me to his cubicle. 

As soon as we stepped inside he pulled me into his arms and we started
kissing and touching. We kissed for a few minutes and then I started
taking his clothes off. He watched in amusement as I anxiously undressed
him. He wasn't as big, or as muscular as Nathan, but he was nicely built
all the same. 

I ran my hands over his body, and he did the same for me as we kissed.
This time I took charge. I led him to the bed and urged him down on his
back. I got on top of him and rubbed my slit up and down on his hard
cock while I kissed him passionately. 

I started kissing my way down his body and before very long I had wedged
myself comfortably between his legs and I had begun licking and kissing
his balls and then his cock. I used the little bit of experience I had
gained from Nathan, and Milton seemed to find it very exciting. 

"You've done this before!" he exclaimed. 

I took my mouth away and said, "Yes, a few minutes ago, with Nathan. He
taught me a few things before he took my cherry." 

"You're kidding, right? You've never done anything before?" he asked,
incredulously. 

I told him the short version of my story while I toyed with his cock. He
could not believe that I had never seen a cock before twenty minutes
ago. I took that as a compliment. 

I started sucking enthusiastically on his cock but after another ten
minutes he pushed my head away and said, "You better stop now little
girl. Or you are going to get a mouthful of something you probably won't
like." 

I said, "I came here to experience something new. I am pretty sure that
I am already pregnant, I might as well try this too." 

He smiled at me and said, "Aw hell, I never win this damned Lottery
anyway. Go ahead little girl. Go for it." 

I took him back in my mouth and did everything that I had learned from
Nathan. I realized that I was nowhere near an expert cocksucker. But I
figured I could make up for it my being cute and enthusiastic. 

Before long I felt his hands on my head. Not holding me, caressing me.
He was panting and groaning and he said, "Get ready little girl, I'm
cumming. Try not to spill any if you can help it. I want to see your
cheeks bulging with cum." 

I was nervous, of course. I knew that a lot of girls didn't like cum,
wouldn't let a guy cum in their mouths. But I also knew girls that liked
it, or claimed to. I wanted to be one of them. I had liked everything so
far, I was sure I could handle it. 

I saw Milton tense up and I recognized the signs of a man about to cum.
I sped up my movements and in seconds I felt the first spurt of hot,
slimy cum hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little at first. I tried
to swallow, but I couldn't with his fat cock in my mouth. I got my gag
reflex under control and in less than a minute I was holding his rapidly
deflating cock in my mouth, and a mouthful of hot cum. 

I carefully pulled away and looked up at him. He opened his eyes and
looked down at me in amazement. "Girl," he said, "you are something
else!" 

I smiled and continued to lie between his legs and tried to decide how I
felt about the stuff in my mouth. It was kind of bitter and there was
the slight taste of Clorox. But still, it wasn't that bad. And doing it
had turned me the fuck on. I decided that I liked sucking cock. 

I swallowed a couple of times and then I smiled at him and said, "Not
bad, I wouldn't want it on my ice cream, but I enjoyed it. Sucking a
nice hard cock is pretty exciting." 

Then I started licking and kissing his cock and balls again. 

I took him back into my mouth and I tasted a few more drops of his cum
as I sucked. 

He said, "We aren't supposed to do this with the girls. Go twice I mean.
But if you keep doing what you are doing, you're going to be in
trouble." 

So I kept doing what I was doing. Soon his cock was hard in my mouth
again and I got up on my knees and slid up over him. I slid my wet pussy
up and down on his hard cock and leaned down and kissed his chin and
asked, "How do you feel about kissing the girl that just sucked your
cock?" 

He laughed and said, "As long as you swallow first, I don't have a
problem with it." Then he pulled me down on top of him and kissed me
hard. I was really turned on; this sucking cock was pretty exciting! 

I reached between us and guided his cock into my hungry pussy and
started sliding up and down. I was careful at first. But there was no
pain left from losing my hymen. It was pure pleasure. I sat up and
started bouncing up and down on his cock while he stared at my breasts
and then he reached up and took them in his hands and everything felt so
good, his cock, his hands, this whole Lottery thing, I was cumming
quickly. 

And not long after I started cumming, and my pussy started squeezing him
as it contracted in orgasm, he came too. When we were done I collapsed
on top of him, laughing, and I don't even know why. I was just so damned
happy. 

I rested for a minute, and then I got up and bent down and took his soft
cock in my hand. "Look at this mess," I chided him. 

He smiled and said, "Hell, it wasn't me! I was just lying here!" 

I bent down and took him into my mouth and sucked him clean. It was
easier when he was soft. I licked his balls for a moment. Then I went
and got a cloth and cleaned him more thoroughly. 

I cleaned me next. Then I thanked him for a very good time, and for
furthering my education. I kissed him one last time and went out into
the main room. 

Some of the men were naked now, but not even half of them yet. So half
the girls in the room were still virgins, and I was on the hunt for my
third man. My third cock. 

I didn't see Rachel anywhere, so I went over and grabbed another towel,
I had lost mine. Then I found a seat between two still clothed men. We
introduced ourselves and then I asked them if they were shy, or just not
very lucky. 

They laughed and said that they were very shy. In fact, they insisted
that they were both still virgins. 

I told them that there had been a lot of that going around, but that the
people here had discovered a cure. We all looked around and, for the
first time I started paying attention to what was going on in the rooms.
I could see a dozen girls laying in beds with large black men over them.
It was so fucking erotic! I took a big sip of water and asked if anyone
wanted to go somewhere private. Or do it here, whatever. I knew how
slutty I sounded, but I was having fun, and after all, that was why I
had come here. 

Someone walked up behind me and kissed my head. I glanced around to see
Nathan. I smiled and said, "Oh no, not you again!" Then I turned to the
two men on either side of me and said, "Gentlemen, I believe I am being
stalked. But please, don't help me." 

Nathan turned to the gentleman on my left and said, "Gary, I highly
recommend this little slut. In the four years I have been coming here, I
have never had any girl as hot as her before. I'm thinking of adopting!"

Gary stood up and reached for my hand and helped me to my feet. "Okay,
Nathan. I wasn't going to, but I'll do it for you." 

Gary's friend, Toby, said, "Hey, what about me?!" 

I looked at Gary and said, "I don't mind if you don't." 

"Damn girl!" Gary said. "Nathan must have broken you in right!" 

I smiled and said, "He certainly did. I have fallen truly and deeply in
lust with him. No matter how many men I fuck every Saturday, I want one
of them to be him." 

"Uh-oh," Gary said. 

"I'm not worried," Nathan said. "If she follows me home I intend to keep
her." 

I reached down and took Toby's hand and we went to an empty cubicle. I
sat and watched them get undressed while I gently rubbed my red, swollen
pussy and waited impatiently. 

Toby was naked first and I pulled him down onto the bed and got between
his legs. I dove for his cock and I was sucking with all the enthusiasm
of a true cock whore when Gary got behind me and started sliding his
cock into me. God it felt fucking fantastic! 

I had already learned that I enjoyed sucking cocks. But it is one
hundred percent more exciting when there is a large, fat cock fucking
you at the same time. I could tell right away that I was going to need
two husbands, if I ever did get married. One man was not going to be
enough. 

I listened to them talking about me as I worked on Toby's cock. They
thought I was so hot and they loved what I was doing. It was just too
much and I came long before they did. Then I came again. And then
finally Toby started tensing up and he warned me that he was about to
cum. I sped up and tightened my lips around his cock and tickled his
balls and he yelled and started filling my mouth with cum. 

Just like with Milton, I waited until he was finished and he had started
to go soft in my mouth, and then I carefully pulled away and savored his
cum in my mouth for a moment. I was surprised to find that it was much
different than Milton's. It was much less bitter, and this time I didn't
get that taste of bleach. In fact, it was pretty pleasant! 

As I smiled up at Toby and swallowed his cum, I felt Gary cumming in me.
God! What an incredible day! What an incredible experience! 

After Gary slowly pulled his cock out of me I turned around and sucked
him clean. He had not expected that and as I took him into my mouth he
said, "Holy shit! Girl you are hot! I think that you are going to find
yourself very popular here. What period to you have study hall?" 

I finished sucking his cock clean and answered. 

He asked me my name again and I told him. Then I got a damp cloth and
cleaned all three of us off. 

I noticed as I was cleaning myself off that there were several men
standing near our cubicle watching. It had been a couple of hours since
the party started and as I looked around I saw that everyone was naked
now. So I guess that there were no more virgins in the room. 

I didn't have anymore threesomes that day. But I had sex with five more
men. I noticed that, as the day wore on, there was more talking, and
there was more foreplay, and the sex lasted longer. I was starting to
think that they were going to need more men. 

I finally met up with Rachel again after my eighth fuck of the day. We
sat in one of the seating areas and Nathan and LJ joined us. It was
getting late and we just talked and kidded around as the girls started
leaving. I was in no hurry, neither was Rachel. 

Gradually most of the men had left through a back door that led to the
parking lot. I looked up and noticed that all of the girls were gone.
But we continued to sit and talk for another half hour, until a man came
in from the front area and said, "Sorry girls, funs over for today. See
you next week." 

I stood up and asked Nathan, "How do you feel about kissing a girl that
has sucked a bunch of cocks today?" 

Nathan stood up and pulled me close and he didn't hesitate. He kissed
me, tongue and all. God I like this man! 

Rachel stood up and grabbed my hand and said, "Come on you big slut,
let's go home!" 

We held hands and walked leisurely to the door. We stepped into the
front room and got our clothes out of the lockers and I looked at mine
and said, "I like being naked!" 

Rachel laughed and said, "Yes, but the bus driver won't want your skanky
ass on his bus like that." 

We dressed and the guy checked us out and handed us our new platinum
bracelets. He smiled at us and said, "I have heard a lot of good things
about you two girls. I'm glad you signed up this year." 

I smiled at him and said, "You may think they are good things. I bet my
mother would have a heart attack." 

He opened the door for us and as we stepped out he swatted my ass. I
blew him a kiss and we walked slowly to the bus stop. We really must
have been dragging our feet. The bus stop was deserted. All of the other
girls were gone. 

We sat down and the first thing I asked was, "How many?" 

Rachel smiled with pride and said, "Nine, how about you?" 

"It's not that easy to say. I was with a total of nine guys too. But I
had a threesome with two guys, and I sucked off one guy and fucked him
afterwards. I'm not sure how that all counts." 

"I should have known that was you! I heard some slut took on two guys at
once." 

"Yeah, that was me," I admitted. "I sucked off the second guy I was
with. I really liked it. But it was much better with the threesome. His
cum tasted better, and with that big cock slamming into my pussy, shit,
I couldn't get enough!" 

"So what does cum taste like?" Rachel asked. 

"It tastes like cum," I answered. "It doesn't taste all that good. You
wouldn't order it in a restaurant. And apparently different guys taste
different. But it is such a hot thing to do. I love sucking cock!" 

Our bus was coming so we changed the subject. We rode to the stop a
block from our home in quiet. 

As we walked down the sidewalk Rachel said, "Kylie is going to shit. She
is so jealous already. When we tell her what we did today, she is going
to be so pissed. It's a shame they have such stringent guidelines. She
would really like to go back to those parties." 

"Next week," I said, "why don't we suggest an alumni party? The guys
could invite girls that had really liked it to a party like every few
months or something. I'm going to suggest it to Nathan." 

"Kylie would love that," Rachel said. 

When we got home the Davis' car was gone so we went to Rachel's house
first. Kylie was home alone. She said that her parents and my mom had
gone out for a while and wouldn't be back until late. 

So we had plenty of time to tell Kylie every minute detail of our day.
And we did. Not long after we started though, we went back to Rachel's
room and undressed. Then Rachel and I took turns eating out Kylie. While
one of us told her our experiences, the other would eat Kylie. She may
not have gotten a yard of black cock today, but she certainly had a
bucket full of orgasms by the time we had finished our story. 

I asked Kylie about the bracelets. I noticed that she didn't wear hers.
And I was worried about what my mother would have to say when she saw
mine. 

Kylie said, "You don't have to wear them. The original idea was that it
would identify the girls in The Lottery and then any guy in The Lottery
could get it on with any girl wearing the bracelet any time he saw her.
But that didn't work out. So they are really just a carryover with no
real meaning, except as a reminder. 

After we wore out Kylie I went home and took a shower and changed
clothes. Then I went back over to their house and we talked and later we
called out for a pizza. 

We ate pizza and gossiped for hours, and then I went home and took off
my clothes and my bracelet and went to bed. I couldn't even wait up
until my mom got home. I was exhausted. 

I spent the next day with my mom. We didn't do anything but go grocery
shopping and clean house. But it was nice to spend the day together. I
had forgotten all about the little bit of homework I had. So I spent
Sunday evening doing homework. 

I changed into my sleep shirt and a clean pair of panties and said
goodnight to my mom. But when I got back to my room I remembered how
much I had enjoyed being naked yesterday and I took off the t-shirt and
panties, the outfit I had been wearing to bed for as long as I could
remember. I slept in the nude and I loved it! 

Monday and Tuesday went pretty slow. Rachel and I were looking forward
eagerly to Wednesday and our study hall. We would see other girls around
school from the party. Some wore the bracelets, but most had removed
them. We would just nod and smile at each other. We never mentioned The
Lottery. 

On Wednesday we rushed to study hall, anxious to see if anyone showed
up. Mr. Meeks, the head librarian was waiting for us when we got there.
He smiled and invited us to join him after we undressed. We had
forgotten to undress! We quickly took our clothes off and hung them up
near the door. Then we rushed over to Mr. Meeks. We sat down on either
side of him and his hands were all over us as soon as we were within
reach. 

We took turns kissing him and our hands were rubbing his hard cock
through his pants. I slid to my knees at his feet and unbuckled his belt
and opened up his pants. He lifted his butt up and I slid his pants down
and off. I folded them neatly and set them aside. Then I pulled Rachel
down beside me and taught her how to suck a cock. 

Once she was sucking the way Nathan had taught me, I started licking his
balls while she sucked. Mr. Meeks loved it and lasted only minutes. He
filled Rachel's mouth with cum and, after she had swallowed, she and I
kissed and I could taste his cum in her mouth. 

Mr. Meeks groaned as he watched us kiss. Then I noticed the few stray
drops of cum on the tip of his cock and I quickly bent down and licked
them up. 

Mr. Meeks relaxed and caught his breath. For the first time I looked
around and saw that the other four girls were staring at us in awe, as
were the other two men who had come in. I didn't even recognize our
Principal at first. 

I don't know who the other man was. He sat down with Becky and they
started making out. She had not yet sucked a cock to conclusion either,
and I could tell that she was nervous. But I went over and talked her
through it and she did alright. 

While she sucked off the guy, nobody knew who he was; I rubbed her back
and smoothed her hair and whispered instructions and encouragement in
her ear. When he started getting close I reached down and caressed his
balls and he exploded in her mouth. 

She had a little bit of trouble with her gag reflex when the man's cum
hit the back of her throat. But she didn't spill any. She finally
swallowed and then she sat up on her heels and smiled at the man. He
grinned and thanked her profusely. As he dressed Becky turned to me and
whispered, "Thanks." 

"Any time," I said. 

The Principal, Mr. Turner, was still watching and he seemed impressed.
He moved to a couch and he asked Rachel and me to do for him what we had
done for Mr. Meeks. We went to him and knelt at his feet and worked
together to removed his pants. 

Rachel folded his pants while I removed his underwear. Rachel was still
folding his pants when I took Mr. Turner's hard, very wet cock into my
mouth. I sucked enthusiastically, happy to have another cock in my mouth
and anxious to get another mouthful of cum. 

Soon, Rachel knelt on the couch and leaned down to kiss Mr. Turner. He
had his hands all over her. He kissed her for several minutes, and then
he pulled back and said, "Miss Davis, I have looked forward to this day
for a long time. You and your friend do not disappoint." 

She kissed him again and then she slid off of the couch and joined me at
his crotch. As I sucked, Rachel licked his balls just as I had done on
Mr. Meeks. He was groaning loudly and started swearing, which, despite
this unusual sexual situation, seemed kind of shocking. He was our
Principal for Christ's sake! 

He grasped my head and his hips lifted off of the couch and he filled my
mouth with his cum. I had no problem with gagging this time, I think the
fact that I was looking forward to it made a big difference. I finally
pulled my mouth away and smiled at him with my mouth full of his cum. 

I opened my mouth and swirled his cum around as he watched and then
swallowed eagerly. 

"You are the hottest little slut I have ever seen!" he said with a
smile. I took it as a compliment. 

"Thank you, sir!" I said. I was genuinely pleased. 

"You're that new girl, Megan Ott, aren't you?" he asked. 

I nodded and he asked, "How did you get into this group of lovely young
ladies?" 

I pointed to my best friend, Rachel, and said, "My next door neighbor." 

He smiled and said, "I am certainly glad that you two met. I bet that a
lot of people are. I talked to one of the men from the party on
Saturday. He said that there were two extremely hot young ladies there,
you two. The men couldn't keep up with you." 

The principal looked at his watch and said, "I still have some time, Mr.
Meeks seemed to think that if I asked you nice, you two could put on
quite an exhibition for us." 

I looked around and saw the other four girls staring at us. I hoped they
didn't get all bent out of shape. 

Rachel and I smiled at each other and I said, "Wanna play?" 

She grinned back and said, "I thought you'd never ask!" 

I suppose this was what the mats in the corner were for. But we just
spread out a towel in the middle of the room and started making out
right at the principal's feet. We kissed and touched and after a few
minutes we were in a sixty-nine and I can assure you that we were
enjoying it a lot more than our audience. 

We both came several times before Mr. Turner and Mr. Meeks separated us
and we sucked them both off again. It took a little longer the second
time, but not much. And after we had drained both men we kissed again.
Sort of like desert. 

Rachel and I knelt and helped both men dress. By the time we had
finished and they had returned to their offices, study hall was almost
over. The other girls were already getting dressed so we joined them. 

While we were dressing Becky said, "Man! You two are really something!" 

I wasn't sure if that was good or bad, so I asked. 

She replied, "Shit! You two turned me on!" 

We were still getting dressed when the bell rang. The other three girls
left, Becky hung back, as if she wanted to say something else. 

I guess she was too shy, she hadn't spoken by the time we were dressed.
She finally turned to go, reluctantly, and Rachel said, "Wait! Why don't
you come over after school? Megan's mother works and we can be alone for
an hour or so." 

Becky turned back and we could see that she was nervous, but she was
also very interested. 

I tore a piece of paper out of my notebook and wrote down my address. I
started to give her my phone number but I couldn't remember it. Luckily,
Rachel did. So I wrote it down and said, "Please come. We'll have fun." 

She smiled and we started to leave. It occurred to us though, that,
since we didn't eat lunch, there was no more comfortable place in the
school than this room. So Rachel and I stayed in the room, where it was
quiet and comfortable and we did our homework from our first two
classes. It worked out pretty well. 

Halfway through the lunch hour the janitor came in. We smiled up at him
and asked if we were in his way. He was very nice and said that he would
enjoy our company. He looked around and saw that there wasn't any
cleaning up to do. 

He smiled at us and said, "You are two of the prettiest girls I have
ever seen in here. I don't know how those guys do it!" 

I smiled at him and said, "Would you like me to show you?" 

He looked at me for a moment and then he said, "Are you serious?" 

"We can't fuck," I said, "but I have just learned to suck cock, and I
like it." 

"Megan!" Rachel exploded. "You can't do that! Everyone has to be checked
out. It's the rules." 

"Oh yeah, I forgot." I saw the look of extreme disappointment on the
janitor's face and I said, "What's your name." 

"Howard," he said. 

"Mr. Howard, do you have any diseases? Do you fuck around a lot?" I
asked him. 

"Not Mr. Howard, just Howard. And no ma'am, the only disease I have is
high blood pressure. And I have been married for so long I don't
remember what sex is. My wife doesn't like sex very much." 

I looked at the time and then I dropped to my knees in front of him. I
told Rachel to go lock the door and I helped him open his pants.
Together we got his nice hard cock out and I gave him the best blowjob
that I was capable of. He came very quickly, and much more than any of
the other men I had sucked off. But the nicest part was that it had
almost no taste at all. I swallowed easily and smiled at him and said,
"That was fun. You have the most delicious cum I have tasted yet." 

He smiled at me as he put his clothes together and said, "What's your
name sweetheart?" 

"Megan, sir," I answered. 

"Megan, I have been the janitor in this school for nearly thirty years.
This school and the old one they tore down ten years ago. You are the
nicest, sweetest young lady I have ever met. Thank you for making an old
man very happy." 

I smiled at him and kissed his cheek and said, "My pleasure. Next time
get here a little earlier. Bye." 

I grabbed my books and as we hurried out Rachel handed me a couple of
pieces of gum. She looked at me like I was crazy, but she said, "You
really are a nice person. I like that about you." 

"Well thank you! You are so sweet!" I was touched. I had only known
Rachel for less than a month, but she was the best friend that I had
ever had. 

We made it through our next two classes and met at our lockers before
walking home. As we were walking out Becky came up behind us and said,
"I told my mom that I was going to a friend's house to study. Can I walk
with you?" 

Rachel and I separated and escorted Becky to my house. As we were
leaving the school yard and finally had a little privacy I asked,
"You've never been with another girl before, have you?" 

Becky shook her head. 

I said, "Don't worry, its fun. We both did it for the first time a
couple of weeks ago. It isn't as much fun as the parties, but it tides
us over. Are you enjoying the parties?" 

Becky smiled and said, "Yes, but not as much as you. I kept track of you
on Saturday. I watched guys watching you too. You and Rachel were the
life of the party. Most of us didn't do anything but fool around for the
first couple of hours. You two were on your third guy by the time the
rest of us were losing our cherries! You were amazing!" 

"We sort of had a head start," Rachel said. "My sister was in The
Lottery last year and I couldn't wait. She loved it and I didn't have
any reservations. I guess Megan is just a slut though!" 

"Very funny," I said. "But I guess I must be. Less than a week ago I was
a virgin. Now all that I can think about is cock. Well, except when I am
having sex with Rachel or her sister." 

Becky shook her head and said, "Man! You guys are something else. I hope
that by the time I leave your house this afternoon you can make me more
like you. I was uncomfortable all day Saturday. I had sex with four guys
and I'm still nervous about this Saturday." 

"Four guys," Rachel and I exclaimed in unison. 

Becky looked back and forth between us and asked us how many we had been
with. 

"Nine!" we answered in unison again. 

She looked at me and said, "I saw you with the two guys at once. You
looked like you were having so much fun. I want to be like that." 

"I don't think I can change you," I said. "I didn't make me this way, I
came this way. When Rachel told me about The Lottery I got so excited, I
knew I had to sign up. But if you didn't want to do it, why did you sign
up?" 

Becky shrugged and said, "It didn't sound so bad, and it is the only way
I will be able to pay for college. My parents don't have any money. For
as long as I can remember I have wanted to go to college. Not a night
goes by that I don't dream of becoming an archeologist. I can't remember
a time that I didn't dream about it." 

"That's cool," I said. "I envy you. The only things I dream about being
are older and out of school. But if there is anything that Rachel and I
are good at it is enjoying sex. Maybe we can help. We will certainly
have fun trying." 

We got to my house and went inside. Becky was obviously nervous and we
went into the kitchen and sat down. I got everyone a glass of juice and
we sat down at the table and talked. 

"Becky, relax," I said. "We aren't going to rape you. We aren't going to
do anything if you don't want to. Honest!" 

Becky smiled and said, "I'm sorry. I do want to. When I was watching you
two today I was incredibly turned on. You are so free with each other,
you really like each other and it shows. I don't know, maybe I'm just
jealous." 

"Drink your juice," I said. "We can just talk for a while." 

"What would you do if I weren't here?" she asked. 

"We would probably have skipped the juice and be in my bed right now
kissing and touching and talking quietly," I said. "But you know, the
funny thing is, I don't think either of us is really bisexual. We are
just sexual. And we are horny all the time because of The Lottery. Not
that we don't enjoy our time together and the things we do. We love it!
But mostly we are just playing around and experimenting and having some
fun. We are best friends, but we aren't in love or anything." 

While we were talking, Rachel walked up behind Becky and started rubbing
her neck and her shoulders. Becky sighed and closed her eyes and
relaxed. Rachel saw that she was enjoying it. She said, "We don't have
to do anything Becky. And if you think you might want to try it later,
you can come back. It isn't any fun if you can't relax and enjoy it." 

Becky was quiet for a few moments. Her eyes were still closed and she
was obviously enjoying what Rachel was doing. 

Then she said quietly, "Which way to you bedroom?" 

I got up and took her hand and she opened her eyes. "We would be happy
to make love to you Becky. But just remember, if you are uncomfortable
you can stop at any time. You won't hurt our feelings. If you want to
leave, or even if you just want to watch, just say so. We have both
learned that we enjoy an audience. We won't mind if you feel like you
can't do it." 

"No," she said. "No, I do want to do it. And I need to do it. If I can't
learn to relax and enjoy myself then it is going to be a very long, hard
year. Besides, I like you guys. I know that we don't know each other
very well. But I don't have any close friends. I envy you your
friendship. I would really like to know you both better." 

I pulled her gently to her feet and put my arm around her shoulder and
we walked slowly to my room. When we were in my room, Rachel closed the
door and Becky reached for the buttons that went down the front of her
blouse. 

I stopped her and said, "No, don't undress. Just slip your shoes off and
lie down and get comfortable. 

Becky slipped her shoes off and got on the queen size bed that took up
half of my bedroom. Rachel and I got on either side of her and just lay
there and talked quietly for a while. After a few minutes she seemed to
relax and I put my hand on her arm. She smiled at me and I worked my
hand up and down the soft skin on her arm for a moment. 

I smiled at her and asked, "Does that hurt?" 

She grinned and said, "Not yet." 

"Do you like to kiss?" I asked. 

"Yes," she said. 

"May I kiss you?" I asked. 

"Okay," she said, hesitantly. 

"Are you scared?" I asked. 

"A little," she replied. 

"I promise not to hurt you. I have very soft lips. And if you are the
least bit uncomfortable just pull back and I will stop. And you won't
hurt my feelings. Okay?" 

She nodded. I could see that she was still nervous, but not as much as
when she first got here. 

I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. She shivered, but I
don't think it was revulsion. She had her eyes closed and was waiting
for me to go on. I kissed her again, on the lips. Then I kissed her
cheek, then her eye lids, her forehead. Rachel was just holding her hand
and watching. 

I smiled at Rachel and said, "I think she liked it." 

Becky whispered, "I did." 

I kissed her again, still a gentle kiss, but this time I held it, and
after a moment she started kissing me back. She gasped suddenly and I
saw that Rachel was moving her hand over Becky, touching her softly. Not
anywhere she might object to. She lightly ran her finger tips over
Becky's neck, down her shoulder, down her arm and across her stomach. 

Becky was tensing up and I said, "She'll stop that if you want her to.
But why don't you just relax for a moment first. She is very good at
that. She is the most sensuous girl in the world. I know that you'll
like it. 

Becky didn't open her eyes. She just smiled and said, "I know. It does
feel good. I'm trying to relax." 

"Don't try to relax," I said. "Just concentrate on what you're feeling.
She makes you feel good doesn't she?" 

"Yes." 

I kissed her again and she didn't hesitate this time. She returned my
kiss immediately. We kissed a little more and then I gently licked at
her lips. She opened her mouth without any reticence at all. Her tongue
was soon exploring mine and her breathing was getting deeper. 

I kept my face in hers, my lips less than an inch from hers and I said,
"I think you are starting to have fun, aren't you?" 

"Yes," she whispered. 

"You aren't scared now, are you?" I asked quietly, my lips brushed
against hers while I talked. 

"No," she responded, still whispering. 

I kissed her again, harder this time. Not aggressive, but with more
passion, and I was really surprised when I felt her arms go around my
neck. 

Rachel could see that she was ready to go a little farther and she
started to slowly unbutton Becky's blouse. 

Becky didn't seem to mind at all. 

When her blouse was unbuttoned, Rachel and I both caressed her breasts
over her bra. She moaned in pleasure at our touch. But she never broke
our kiss. 

But I did. I pulled back just a little and said, "Becky, we want to go
farther. We will go as slow as you want, but we are really turned on by
you and we want to undress you and kiss you all over. Would you like
that?" 

"Yes," she said, and she sounded almost eager now. 

I thought it must be too soon for such a big change of attitude. 

"Are you sure?" I asked. "We don't want to rush you. We want you to
enjoy it." 

"I am, Megan," she said, and she sounded like she was surprised at her
own reaction. "I am enjoying it and I want to go farther. I'm not
scared." 

I kissed her again as Rachel released the catch between the cups of her
bra. I had seen her naked in study hall today. And I had probably seen
her at the party. I just wasn't paying any attention. There was too much
going on. Now I looked at her breasts for the first time. They were at
least a C cup. They made me embarrassed about mine. They were perfect.
And I told her so. 

"Your breasts are beautiful, Becky. They're perfect. I envy you. You
make me look like a little girl." 

Becky laughed quietly and said, "You are a little girl. We all are." 

I moved my fingers lightly over her warm, soft, sensitive flesh and I
was really getting excited. 

I said, "You are turning us on. I love touching you. Does that feel
good?" 

"Oh god yes!" she said. 

"And you aren't nervous anymore?" I asked. 

"No! You are starting to drive me crazy, please don't stop." 

I leaned away and Rachel started kissing Becky now. She immediately
responded. While they kissed I leaned down and licked and sucked on her
beautiful breasts. It was obvious that she was enjoying it. So I decided
to see just how relaxed she had become. 

I started kissing my way down her stomach to the waist of her skirt. As
I kissed and licked her stomach she moaned into Rachel's mouth and
kissed her passionately. 

I skipped down and slid between Becky's legs and kissed her legs, just
above her knees. And then I started working my way slowly up her thighs,
pushing her skirt up as I went. 

She was obviously over her fear, she didn't hold back at all. She even
lifted her ass so that I could slide her skirt up to her waist. I could
smell that she was aroused now. And I love that smell. I kissed my way
around her plain white panties and finally I worked my way around to her
nylon covered pussy. I kissed her right on the wet spot, gently for a
while. Then I used my tongue and licked her slit. Her panties were
pulled up into her slightly and her moist slit was obvious. 

She was starting to go crazy now and I put my mouth over her pussy and
blew softly through the fabric. I had learned that trick from Kylie. I
can't describe the effect, but I highly recommend it to you. Try it;
your partner will like it. 

I unbuttoned her skirt and slid the zipper down. Then I pulled her skirt
and her underwear off together. There was no doubt that she was a
willing participant now. She lifted up so that I could remove her
clothing. Then Rachel broke the kiss and pulled Becky's arms from around
her neck. We helped her sit up slightly and took her blouse and bra off.

We laid her back down and looked at her. She was really beautiful. 

Rachel returned to kissing her, her mouth, her face, her neck. But then
she kissed her way down to Becky's tits while I was kissing my way back
up her thighs to her pussy. 

In the next twenty minutes or so Becky had more orgasms than I had
altogether since I moved to Ohio. And you know that was a lot! 

Rachel and I changed places several times until Becky couldn't take it
anymore and she screamed and pushed Rachel away from her pussy. 

"Stop! Please, you're killing me! I love it, but you're killing me!"
Becky was almost screaming. Good thing my mother wasn't home! 

Rachel and I moved back beside her and caressed her lightly and let her
calm down and relax. 

It was five minutes before her breathing returned to normal and she
opened her eyes again. 

"That was the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me!" she
exclaimed. 

"No, not really," I said. "It was just the first time you let yourself
relax and enjoy it. And we are honored that you let us through your
defenses." 

Her breath was still a little ragged. She put her arms around Rachel and
me and said, "I want to marry you guys." 

We both snuggled up to her and I said, "Okay." 

She asked me what time it was and then she asked how long before my
mother got home. We had a little over an hour still. 

She said, "I want to try it. I want to make love to you. I want to make
you feel what I just felt." 

"You don't have to," I said. 

"Yes, I do," she replied. "I feel like I just woke up and I have missed
a lot while I was asleep. Now I want to try all the things I was to
afraid to enjoy." 

"Who would you like to give a good tongue lashing to?" I asked. 

She smiled and said, "Both of you, but I should start slow I think. You
ate me first, Megan. How about if I eat you now, and if you will invite
me back, I would love to taste Rachel." 

I stood up and undressed as Rachel and Becky started kissing and
touching again. I took my time and watched for a few minutes and then I
stretched out beside Becky and she kissed Rachel one more time before
turning to me. 

We kissed briefly, but she was anxious to try this new game from all
positions. She moved her hot lips and tongue down my body, skimping a
little on the foreplay to get right to the point. 

In a very short time her lips were grazing over my pussy lips and soon
her tongue was dipping into my pussy and tentatively tasting me. I guess
she liked what she tasted, because she quickly started eating me out,
very aggressively. It wasn't my favorite style. But we could work on
style later. She was enthusiastic and obviously she had gotten over her
fear of intimacy. 

Rachel got up and came around to the other side of the bed and started
kissing me and caressing my breasts. I had gotten pretty hot while
making love to Becky and it wasn't long before I was having a very nice
orgasm, several of them actually. I finally had to push her head away
and make her stop. 

She grinned at me and then she rested her head on my stomach and we all
just relaxed. 

She finally looked up at Rachel and said, "I'm sorry Rachel. You must be
pretty turned on right now." 

Rachel smiled at her and said, "Yeah. But I had a dozen orgasms today.
And if I can't sleep tonight, my sister is very good at this." 

Becky started to get up but I reached up and pulled her up beside me and
hugged her. "That was wonderful. How do you feel about it?" I asked. 

"I feel great," she answered. And she meant it. 

"How do you feel about Saturday now?" I asked. 

"Can I go with you guys?" she asked. "I think that would help." 

I smiled and said, "You can go with us, you can cum with us, you can do
anything with us. And on Saturday I am going to share my special man
with you. He is truly wonderful. He is sweet and gentle and
understanding. And he is the best lover in the world, in my vast
experience. You can't have him, but you can use him. I think if you
spend a little time with him it will change your whole outlook on life.
Trust me on that. I am not kidding." 

I looked at the clock. My mom would be home in about fifteen minutes. I
needed to wash up and get the smell of pussy off of my face and fingers.
Besides, looking at Becky, I think my work here is done. I struggled to
get up and then I helped Becky up. She dressed quickly and I went out
with them to the door in the nude. 

I asked her where she lived and it was only a block from me. We agreed
to meet tomorrow morning and walk to school together. Then she left. I
suggested to her that she not kiss her mother until she washed her face.
She grinned and walked out, obviously in a very good mood. 

I kissed Rachel and said, "Damned good thing you have a horny sister!" 

Rachel smiled and kissed me again and said goodbye. 

I rushed into the bathroom and washed up and brushed my teeth. Then I
got dressed and started supper. 

The next two days went fast. Becky was as good as her word and the next
day she came over and we had another threesome. This time she was quite
enthusiastic. I gave her some pointers and worked on her style, and soon
she was eating pussy like a pro. And while she was eating Becky I leaned
over her and licked her shoulders and her back and I worked my way down
her beautiful body. I even licked her butt a little. 

We had more time afterwards, she didn't have to be seduced this time. So
I told her all about Nathan. I was sure that he was just what she
needed. 

Saturday finally arrived and the three of us headed over to the party.
We arrived at the usual time and, after we checked in, we undressed and
headed inside. As usual, it seemed like all of the men were here
already. Most of the girls were too. As soon as I walked in the door
Nathan and LJ were there. I introduced them to Becky and then I took
Nathan aside and explained that Becky was having a little trouble
adjusting and I thought that he might be just what she needed. 

I asked if there were any rules about a guy having two girls at once and
as it turned out there were not. So the three of us went into his
cubicle and I helped Becky undress Nathan. 

She was a little intimidated by his large cock. But I assured her that
he really knew how to use it and that if she would just relax like she
had the last couple of days she would love it. 

She took a deep breath and held it for a moment and then she said, "You
are right. I know that you are right. You have been right about
everything. I'm just a little nervous. Not like I was before, honest." 

I asked her if she wanted me to stay and she hesitated a minute and
looked at Nathan's kind face and said, "No, I'm okay. Thanks." 

I walked over to Nathan and kissed him and said, "Don't enjoy it too
much. And I'm next. Okay?" 

"Hey!" he said. "You're the one that is letting another woman come
between us!" 

Becky chuckled and said, "She knows that she doesn't have to worry about
me." 

I went to Becky and kissed her and said, "Just relax and enjoy it. He is
wonderful. The only bad part is that for the rest of your life, no man
will ever be able to compare to him. But don't tell him I said so, I
don't want to swell his head." 

"Yeah," he said, "Don't tell me she said that." 

I walked out and was surprised at how few people were in the main room.
Nearly everyone was already in a cubicle, except for the extra guys. I
started walking over to a group of six or seven guys but I had only
taken a few steps when I was tapped on the shoulder and turned around to
find the man who was always checking the girls in and out. 

He smiled at me and said, "I have been hearing the most amazing things
about you. Everyone that has been with you is raving about how hot you
are, how sexy. Everyone else has had a glimpse of you in action and I
can tell you that a very large number of men were disappointed when
Nathan got to you first today. They are all watching for you. I don't
know how I got so lucky. Would you mind joining me in my cubicle young
lady?" 

I smiled at him and said, "You are such a sweet talker! I would be
honored kind sir. I don't believe most of what you just said, but it was
nice of you to say it." 

He put his arm around my shoulder and said, "My name is Terrell, by the
way, and every word I just said was the absolute truth. We keep a close
eye on the girls for the first couple of weeks, to make sure nobody is
in over their heads. Becky, for instance, we are worried about her. You,
young lady, have deeply impressed everyone from Mr. Meeks, to your
Principal, Mr. Turner, to every man that has met you here, especially
the nine men who enjoyed your company last week. A new record for the
first day, I might ad, set by you and your good friend Rachel. You are
two very impressive and very popular young ladies." 

I put my arm around his waist and hugged him as we walked. "You sir,
have made my day. Thank you. And you don't have to worry about Becky.
Rachel and I are taking care of her, with Nathan's help of course." 

We had arrived at his cubicle in the corner and I helped him undress. He
was sweet and I was horny, but the real reason I was in a hurry was that
Nathan had a big head start on me. I wanted to be next. 

Terrell and I made out on the bed for a few minutes and then I went to
work with my lips and tongue. Terrell was the first man that I had met
in here that was not hung like a horse, or at least a pony. Not that he
was small. He was more than adequately equipped. Every cock I had taken
into my mouth so far had been exciting, but daunting. This was like a
practice cock! 

I sucked it enthusiastically and he loved it. He grabbed my head after a
while and was trying to push more and more of his cock into my mouth. He
wasn't being brutal about it, just a little persuasive. I was okay with
that, there was only about an inch left that I hadn't gotten in yet and
I really wanted to get that for him. I made one last major push, trying
to stretch my lips down to the base of his cock. 

Then a surprising thing happened. The head of his cock slipped right
into my throat! Then another surprising thing happened. I didn't freak
out. 

I pulled back and did it all over again, with hardly any trouble at all
this time. 

"Jesus H. Christ on a stick!" he exclaimed, and shot his large load of
cum right straight down my throat. I pulled back quickly so that I could
get a little in my mouth. I was doing a little informal survey on the
taste of cum. 

With any luck, by the end of the ten months of The Lottery, I should be
able to identify every man in here by the taste of his cum. 

I looked up at him and swallowed and then I smiled and said, "Terrell,
you are never going to win The Lottery that way!" 

He took a deep breath and said, "You sweet little slut! I am going to
need your full name so that I can put you in my will." Then he pulled me
up on top of him and kissed me. 

I realized that there was a big plus to sucking the guys off. No clean
up. I got up and thanked Terrell for a good time, and for all the kind
words. Then I said goodbye and went back out. 

As soon as I stepped out I saw two men heading my way, but Nathan was
right there waiting. He grinned down at me and said, "I dare you to try
that with me." 

I smiled back and said, "You don't scare me, much. How did Becky do? Is
she alright now?" 

"Yes dear." he responded, in that tone that long suffering husbands use
when talking to their nagging wives. Hey, I watch TV sometimes! 

"I was slow and gentle and we spent a lot of time talking. She talked a
lot about you, you and Rachel. You are two very special girls. But I
suspect people have already mentioned that to you. By the time she left
my cube she was ready for seconds." 

I looked at him to see if he was kidding. 

"I'm serious," he said. "She said between you and Rachel she was a new
woman, well girl. I am on The Lottery committee and at our meeting last
Saturday night we discussed letting her out of her commitment." 

"Well aren't you sweet! And I didn't realize you were impotent!" I
teased. 

"That's important," he corrected me. 

We had arrived at his cube and we went in and I pushed him down on the
bed. 

"Let's see if I can deep throat a horse," I said. 

"I'm not sure how I feel about being referred to as a farm animal, young
lady. And don't get carried away, I don't want to hurt you." 

I got between his legs and started teasing him with my tongue and my
lips. He was hard in no time at all, even though he had just had sex
with Becky. I took him into my mouth finally and I wasn't afraid of it
this time. And I was determined. I started taking more and more of him
into my mouth but, I could never get more than half of his beautiful
cock in my mouth. 

Finally I got desperate and I said, "Help me, Nathan. Use your hands on
my head!" 

He smiled and reached down and pulled me up over him. He kissed me and
said, "I am not going to force my cock down your throat, Megan. It is
sweet that you would try so hard. But guys as big as I am don't get deep
throat. It just isn't going to happen." 

He pulled me down and started kissing me and I broke the kiss and said,
"I promise you, by the end of next month, I will have your cock in my
throat." 

He just shook his head and held me close and kissed me. 

I reached down and grabbed his cock and lined it up with my pussy and
sank down on it, all the way with one deep thrust. I was so turned on,
and so wet, that it slid in easily. And I felt just as magnificently
stretched out as I had last week. But we didn't fuck urgently. Instead
it was slow and gentle and kind of romantic. 

Yes, I know. He is twice my age. He isn't my boyfriend. He is a great
guy that I love to fuck. And with me on top I could stare into his eyes
while we fucked. 

We fucked in silence for a few minutes and then I said softly, "I like
you, a lot." 

"I like you a lot too." He said. 

"Luckily, the only one that knows your last name in this room is Rachel.
No one in The Lottery knows it. Mr. Meeks keeps everything but your
first names secret. If I knew your name, or address, I think I would
stalk your sexy young ass." 

"Is it stalking if your victim is willing?" I asked. 

I was starting to get close and I started to pick up the pace. In a few
minutes it was all over and I rested on top of him for a minute before I
finally let his soft cock slide out of my pussy. Then I moved down and
took it into my mouth again. His balls were really messy this time. A
lot of his cum had spilled out my pussy while we rested after we came. I
lapped it up greedily while he watched amused. 

"That feels wonderful, and looks sexy as hell, but you don't have to do
it you know." 

"I didn't do it because I had to," I said. "I did it because I like to."

I finally got up and dampened a cloth and cleaned us both up. Then I
kissed him and said, "Thank you. You are wonderful. I love being with
you. And thanks for being nice to Becky." 

"I love being with you to, which would explain why I always happen to be
by the door when you come in. And trust me; it was not difficult to be
nice to your sexy little friend. She was just a little shy. I think it's
great what you and Rachel have done for her." 

I kissed him again and said goodbye for now. Then I walked out of his
cube. 

As soon as I stepped out, a tall, handsome, young man intercepted me and
asked if I were busy. He was the youngest man I had seen here. I doubt
if he was much older than twenty-one or twenty-two. He must have been
one of those sports heroes. 

I smiled and took his hand and asked, "I have all day, and I would love
to spend some of it with you. But first, would you mind escorting me to
the ladies room?" 

He smiled and we walked hand in hand to the corner near the door where
the restrooms were. I ducked in and sat on the toilet and let Nathan's
huge load of cum drip out of me for a few minutes. Then I cleaned up
again and went back out and back into the arms of my young escort. 

We went to his cube and I found out that he was indeed a young player
for the Indians. 

I didn't know him. Even if I had lived in Ohio all my life, I don't
watch baseball, so I wasn't really impressed. He seemed to like it that
I didn't know who he was. I guess he had groupies up to here in his real
life. 

After my baseball player hit his home run I went to the cubes of six
other men. I was a little upset that I wasn't going to beat my record
from last week. The guys were all tired out. But then I got a break. The
two guys I had the threesome with last week had saved enough energy for
another one today, but they switched ends. It was the perfect way to end
the day. 

Afterwards, Rachel, Becky and I sat down with Nathan and LJ again and
just talked quietly until the room was empty. Finally, Terrell came in
and told us to get the hell out so he could go get a drink. 

We all stood up and I kissed Nathan goodbye. So did Becky, after first
looking to see if I minded. Then we went out and dressed and Terrell let
us out. 

Rachel and I pumped Becky for details and she had a great time today.
Nathan was the highlight. But everyone was nice and she wasn't scared
anymore. She really enjoyed it. 

Reassured, I turned to Rachel and asked, "Okay, how many?" 

"Ten!" she said, triumphantly. 

I smiled at her and didn't say anything. 

But she knew when she saw my smile. "God damn you!" she said. "How many
poor innocent men did you take advantage of this time?" 

"It was nine," I said. "And I didn't think that there was another hard
cock in the room. But at the last minute I was saved by the two men I
had the threesome with last week. They wanted to try again, from
different ends. Eleven!" 

"Slut!" she said, with a smile. 

"How many men did you take advantage of today Becky?" I asked. 

She looked embarrassed and I thought it must be a small number. 

"Fourteen," she said, sheepishly. "But I had three threesomes today, so
it didn't take as long." 

I looked at Rachel and said, "Girl, are we good teachers or what!" 

Rachel said, "I think we created a monster." 

Becky was pretty proud of herself, and that was good. She needed the ego
boost. 

We got to the bus stop just before the bus did. By the time we got home
it was almost four in the afternoon. As we approached the house my mom
was just leaving. I had forgotten that she had a date with a mystery man
at five. She had an errand to run first so I kissed her goodbye. Thank
god for chewing gum. Then I said goodbye to Rachel and Becky and went in
and took a shower. 

Mom had left supper in the oven and I nibbled at it for a while as I
replayed the day's events in my mind. 

Rachel called me up and invited me over, since I was home alone. But I
decided to do my homework instead and have tomorrow free. I told her I'd
see her tomorrow and got my books out and went to work. 

On Sunday, my mom sat me down after breakfast and I was afraid that she
had found out about The Lottery. She looked real serious. 

She said, "Megan, we need to talk." 

I just nodded. 

"I have been out several times with a man that I really like. He is the
District Manager where I work. His office is in Cleveland, but he comes
to my office at least twice a week and that's how we met." 

She paused and took a deep breath and said, "This is something we have
never discussed. I need to know how you feel. What would you say if I
told you that I have been dating a black man?" 

"I would say, 'Why haven't you introduced us?'" 

"Really?" she asked. "You aren't upset?" 

"Mom! You raised me better than that." 

"Well, he is coming to town this afternoon to take us out to dinner. He
is a wonderful man. I know that you will love him. No. I hope you will
love him. Because I think I am falling in love with him. Are you sure
you don't mind? I know it hasn't been that long since your dad died. I
didn't mean for this to happen. It just did." 

"Relax, mom, I'm not upset. I can't wait to meet him. What time is he
coming over?" 

"He is going to pick us up at three and take us into the city. His
brother owns a restaurant in Cleveland and he says that he gets pretty
good service there. Dress casual." 

I went over to visit with Rachel and Kylie after our little talk. Well,
that was the plan. Kylie was out with friends. We decided to actually go
to the library for a while. She called Becky to see if she wanted to go.
The three of us ended up walking to the library. 

I browsed through the books for a long time and found dozens of books
that I wanted to read. I checked one out and we walked home slowly. I
told the girls about my mother's new boyfriend. We all thought it funny
that mom was worried that I would be upset that she was dating a black
man. 

It was early when I got home but I went ahead and took a shower and
picked out something to wear. Then I read the first chapter of the book
I had checked out. 

Around two thirty I got dressed and my mom and I sat out on the front
porch and waited for our date. 

Just before three a big black Mercedes pulled into the driveway and out
stepped Nathan. I thought, "Oh god, he found me!" At least that was what
I thought until my mom went out and gave him a hug. 

I was grinning like an idiot when he finally noticed me. I walked over
and held out my hand and introduced myself. He was just a little
flustered, but he recovered quickly and we left for the city and mom's
big dinner date. 

And we had a ball. I suppose it is impossible to be with Nathan and not
have fun. We didn't get home until almost midnight. 

I was so amused, or so excited, that I had to force myself not to go
next door and wake Rachel up and tell her who my mother was dating. 

It was late, but as soon as Nathan left, my mom pumped me to find out
what I thought of him. God, if she only knew! Luckily, I had school in
the morning. So I told her that I loved Nathan, which was the truth, and
I went to bed. 

But once I got to bed I lay awake for hours. I couldn't stop thinking
about what it would be like to fuck my step-father every Saturday, or to
live with the man I was fucking, while he was in bed with my mom and
fucking her. I wondered if I could face my mother and still fuck Nathan
behind her back. 

The next morning, however, I had a lot more to say to Rachel and Becky
on the way to school. I wanted desperately to tell them that my mom had
the hots for Nathan, and that it was serious. But I couldn't tell them.
I don't know why, but I couldn't tell them. It was killing me! 

I put it out of my mind and did my best to concentrate on my class work.
Just before the end of my last class before study hall, I was called to
the principal's office. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong, so I was
curious, but not worried. I went to the office and reported to his
secretary. She got on the intercom and let him know that I was there and
she told me to go right in. 

I walked into the principal's office and Nathan was there waiting for
me. I smiled and hugged him and he kissed me and said, "We need to
talk." 

"Don't worry, Nathan, I'm not going to blow the whistle on you. I didn't
even tell Rachel or Becky this morning. It was hard, but I bit my tongue
all the way to school." 

"Thanks," he said. "But that isn't why I am here. I want you to drop out
of The Lottery." 

I hadn't seen that coming, although I suppose that I should have. 

"I am going to ask your mother to marry me. Not right away, it's too
soon. I don't want to scare her off. But I love her, even more than I
love you. You don't need the money now. I am a very wealthy man. You can
drop out of The Lottery." 

"I wasn't in The Lottery for the money Nathan. I was in it for the sex.
And it was every bit as exciting as I thought that it would be. I don't
want to quit. And I don't want you to quit. You are the highlight of my
week." 

"You must know how inappropriate that is now," Nathan said. 

It was obvious to me that he was trying to do the right thing, even
though he was upset at the prospect of losing me as a sexual partner.
Well, maybe it was obvious, or maybe it was what I wanted to believe. 

We were sitting side by side in a couple of straight chairs. He reached
out and caressed my cheek and smiled at me. Then he said, "But you are
special. You are the most exciting young lady I have ever met." 

Then he stopped smiling and held my hand and said, "Okay, let me suggest
an alternative. I saw how you enjoy those parties, and I have heard that
you are also the life of the party at study hall. I even heard about the
janitor. I thought that was so hot!" 

"How about this, sweetheart? You keep going to the parties, and the
study halls, but you start taking the pill. If you keep going to those
parties, you know that I won't be able to keep my hands off of you. You
don't do it for the money, and I get that. I even respect you for it.
But one thing that I can do for your mother, whom I have come to love
very much in a very short amount of time, is to keep you from getting
pregnant." 

"I promise to spoil the hell out of you. When you are ready I will buy
you a car. When you graduate I will put you in the best university. I
will take just as much pleasure in dressing you well as I have taken in
having you undressed. But I am not sure that I can handle having a child
by my step-daughter." 

I thought about that for a few minutes and I saw the benefits. I really
didn't want to get pregnant. This way I could still have all of the sex,
and I really didn't care about the money. 

I smiled at Nathan and said, "You promise we can still fuck, right?
Remember, I promised you a deepthroat." 

Nathan smiled and said, "I realize that it is a betrayal of your mother,
but I am afraid that the hardest thing I shall ever have to do is stop
fucking you on Saturday, when this is all over." 

"That's okay Nathan," I said. "I love my mother more than anything in
the world. But I don't think that it will be possible to keep my hands
off of you once this is over. We will have to be careful. But you were
my first, and you are the best, and I am always going to want you." 

Nathan sighed and shook his head. "I have always thought that I was an
honorable man," he said. "My one indulgence was The Lottery. I knew that
it was wrong. And there were times that my conscience bothered me." 

"But I have become a member of the board that runs it, just so that I
could protect those girls who should not be there, the ones that
couldn't handle it. I realize that is just a bandage for my conscience.
I am aware that what we are doing is wrong. But god, it is so fucking
exciting! Not the pregnancy part. I could care less about that. But the
opportunity to initiate all of those beautiful, young, innocent girls,
to teach them about sex and teach them to enjoy it, to teach them
sensuality, no man could turn that opportunity down." 

"But now that it involves my future daughter, it puts things in a whole
new perspective. This will call for some serious soul searching," he
said. 

I got up and moved over and sat in Nathan's lap and put my arms around
his neck. I kissed him and said, "Nathan, every girl that I have talked
to loves what they are doing. I could make a couple of suggestions that
might ease a lot of people's consciences." 

Nathan looked at me and said, "I'm listening." 

"Alright," I said, "first, I have talked to most of the guys there. I
like them all. But I have to tell you, as far as I can tell, not one of
them is all that interested in knocking anyone up. They would just as
happy, probably happier, if they could just come there every Saturday
for the sex. How about if the girls were all put on the pill and we
partied every Saturday, and at the end of the school year the girls all
got their money, but there was no pot to split between the guys. You
guys would save an awful lot of money, no parents would get disappointed
in their daughters and those few girls that are doing it for the money
so that they can go to college later, they can just relax and have fun."

Nathan stared at me like I had just said something intelligent. He
smiled and said, "I don't know how it evolved the way it has, or who had
the original idea. But you know, you are right, I don't know of anyone
that is there just for the money at the end, or the pleasure of knocking
up some underage girl. There probably are some, but I am sure that they
are vastly outnumbered by the rest of us, who are just horny old men. I
believe I could make that happen." 

"What is second?" he asked. 

"Do you remember Kylie, from last year?" I asked. 

He thought for a minute and smiled and said, "Oh yes, Rachel's sister." 

"That's her. She is so fucking jealous of us. She desperately misses
those parties. I would like to suggest that, every once in a while you
have something like a reunion party for the girls that miss it so much.
I am sure that there are a lot of them. I know that the idea of having
to give all that up at the end of the year is already bothering me." 

"I would like to see Kylie again," he said. "And I can think of a few
others that I would enjoy seeing again too." 

"You're not just saying that to make me jealous are you?" I asked, just
teasing. 

He kissed me and said, "Anything else?" 

"There is just one more thing Nathan. And you aren't going to like it,"
I replied. "I am going to have to tell Kylie, Rachel and Becky about you
and mom. One of these days they are going to see you two together and
you don't want them to blurt out something. Like I almost did when I saw
you pull up in my driveway yesterday." 

Nathan smiled and said, "I knew things were going to get complicated the
minute I realized that I was falling in love with a white chick!" 

I kissed him again and said, "Two white chicks." 

He hugged me and said, "Two white chicks." 

"Okay, tell your friends," he said, "I am putting a lot of trust in the
four of you. My first inclination was to close this thing down. I was
going to put an end to The Lottery. But I am not sure that I could do
that, I don't think I have that much authority, and I know that some of
those girls are really counting on that money for their education. I
will try to get those changes you suggested put in place immediately. I
hope it isn't too late, but I am afraid that girls usually start getting
pregnant pretty quick at these things. I suppose that we could offer
abortions for those that were already pregnant, those that were not
opposed to them." 

Nathan stood me up and then he stood up and hugged me again and kissed
the top of my head. "What a strange situation," he said. 

He tipped my face up and kissed my lips and said, "See you Saturday,
baby. Take care of yourself." 

I walked out with him and got to study hall just as the bell rang to end
it. I stopped Rachel and Becky from leaving and I swore them to secrecy
and told them everything. They were both extremely excited at both the
news that Nathan might become my father, and the news that they might
not have to become pregnant. And I was thinking that, once we were on
the pill, hell, I could screw anyone I wanted! 

The four of us walked home together after school. Rachel had run into
her sister during the day and insisted that she come with us. We were
halfway home before the crowds had thinned out enough that we could
start telling Kylie all of the news, including the idea of the reunions
that Nathan had liked so much. 

When we got to my house we all went to my room and I started getting
undressed. The plan was just that I was going to change out of my school
clothes. But somehow we ended up having a very interesting foursome. 

I hadn't thought a thing about undressing in front of them. After all, I
had enjoyed sex with them all. But I was just thinking about changing
clothes, I don't know why, I am usually thinking about sex. I guess it
was all the excitement the last couple of day. 

As soon as I was undressed I started to reach for a pair of shorts to
pull on but Becky stopped me. 

"Wait a minute," she said quietly. "I want to thank you for putting me
with Nathan, and for what you did today." 

Then she stood up and took me in her arms, with a lot more confidence
than she had last week, and she started kissing me. I am never opposed
to a little good clean sex, so I kissed her back enthusiastically. I
started slowly undressing her while we kissed. It wasn't taking as long
now, since those of us in The Lottery had started wearing fewer clothes
to school. Like a lot less underwear for instance. 

While we were kissing and undressing and groping Kylie said, "Damn guys!
Why don't you get a room? Oh wait, this is your room." 

But we were ignoring her. Before long we were stretched out on the bed
and Kylie was stretched out on one side of us and Rachel on the other.
And all three of them were kissing me and caressing me and driving me
crazy. It was fantastic! 

Becky moved over on top of me, and was kissing me. I don't think I will
ever get tired of feeling another pair of breasts rubbing against mine.
It is so erotic. While we kissed, my two favorite neighbors were gently
caressing both of us. 

Becky started kissing her way down my body, but as soon as she left my
lips alone, Rachel started kissing me passionately. Kylie waited until
Becky had kissed her way past my breasts and soon I had three sets of
lips working on me and I loved it! 

I must have had a dozen orgasms before we switched over to the three of
us on Becky. We rotated until everyone had a turn and we all agreed that
it was a lot of fun. We would have to try that more often. 

We also agreed that we had to do some serious talking about the changes
in The Lottery. Now, if we were to get on the pill, we could have
boyfriends. Although, I couldn't imagine that having a boyfriend would
compare to what we had now. On Saturdays we had forty boyfriends, and on
Wednesdays there was no telling how many boyfriends we would have. 

Mom came home at the usual time and I had supper ready when she walked
in. We sat and talked, about Nathan mostly. She was as giddy as a
schoolgirl and I almost felt guilty about the fact that I probably knew
him better than she did. 

That thought led me to wonder if she had been to bed with him. Mom is
pretty square, but Nathan is extremely charming. And I know that he is
one of the best lovers in the world. I certainly have had a lot of good
men to compare him to lately. 

God, mom would die if she knew everything that I had been doing lately.
Sex with my three girlfriends, sex with close to a dozen other men every
Saturday, sex with my principal and the librarian, and even the school
janitor! She must think that I am still a virgin. And it would really
kill her if she found out about Nathan. But I couldn't give that up. I
don't want to hurt my mom, but I love Nathan too. 

On Wednesday, study hall was wonderful. I knew I couldn't give this up.
Mr. Meeks was there, and the principal and four other men that I didn't
know showed up, so all of us girls were kept busy. And I was watching
this time; I didn't see a single girl that didn't enjoy herself. 

Mr. Meeks was late, so by the time he got there Rachel and I were both
occupied. I was with a much older man. I didn't know anything about him,
except that he told me to call him Paul. He pulled me into his lap and
explored my body as if he had never seen a naked woman before, or
rather, a naked girl. 

It was kind of exciting, because I could tell that he really thought I
was beautiful. 

He moved his hands over me gently and kissed my neck and my ear and then
he spoke quietly. "Young lady, you will probably never be able to fully
appreciate how exciting this is for me. I am old enough to be your
grandfather. My wife died twenty years ago and I have not been with a
woman since then. My grandson is in that Lottery of yours and he has
been trying to get me to come here for a couple of years now. I always
said no, until he told me about a special girl. A cute, sweet, loving
little blonde girl that was the most exciting girl he ever met." 

"Me! I asked, incredulously. 

"Yes dear, he said that you are the most amazing girl that he has ever
met. All the men are just about fighting over you. He said that there is
something special about you, and he couldn't really describe it. But he
insisted that I meet you." 

I wanted to ask him who his grandson was, but I thought that if he
wanted to tell me he would. Instead, I smiled at him and put my arm
around his neck and told him how touched I was that he had chosen me for
his first sex in twenty years. Then I started kissing him and after a
few minutes I asked him if I could take his pants off and show him how
much I appreciated the compliment. 

He seemed a little shy, but I knew how to take his mind off of it. I
squirmed out of his lap and knelt at his feet. He moved his hand over my
hair as I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants and his shorts down
and carefully folded them and set them aside. 

He was obviously self conscious, and probably wondering if he could
still do it. But I was pretty confident that I could give any man a
hardon by this point in my life. I spread his knees and I saw a very
impressive piece of meat between his thighs. 

I smiled up at him and said, "Oh my! That's beautiful. I slid my hands
slowly up his thighs and watched his cock twitch as my hands got close.
It really was impressive. It was still soft, but it was at least eight
inches long and very fat. Not as fat as Nathan's, but impressive. It was
uncircumcised. I didn't get to see many of those, even with all of the
men I was having sex with now. So I enjoyed the novelty. 

I took it into my hands gently and leaned forward and kissed it. Then I
moved my face into his lap and started licking his balls while I
caressed his cock with my fingers. 

My new friend leaned back and gasped, then watched in amazement as I
licked his balls for a moment, feeling his cock start to grow hard in my
hand. Then I licked it lovingly before taking it into my mouth and soon
it was as hard as any cock I had sucked in the last two weeks. And that
was quite a few. 

I was pretty sure I could do one thing for him that no one had ever done
before. And if I could do it for him, I bet I could do it for Nathan. I
started sliding my lips down his hard, black shaft while he watched in
awe. I had more than half of it in my mouth before I reached that point
that gave me so much trouble. But I looked down and there were less than
three inches left and I was determined. 

I back off and drove my lips down again, trying to force every inch of
it into my mouth and throat, just like I had done with the more
reasonably sized cocks at the party. 

He smiled as he watched and said, "Don't hurt yourself darling, it feels
wonderful, just take it easy." 

Take it ease my ass! I am going to swallow that thing or die trying! 

I backed off again and then started working my way slowly back down his
big cock. I wasn't gagging, I had that pretty much under control, I just
couldn't get it to slip into my throat. But suddenly, something gave and
it slid right down. It hardly hurt at all! 

I looked up at him and he said, "Jesus Christ!" Then he groaned and
started cumming down my throat. I pulled back and held the end of his
cock in my mouth and worked one hand up and down his large shaft while
the other hand lightly tickled his balls. 

He groaned loudly and his hips came up off of the chair and my mouth
filled quickly with cum. I swallowed three times before he was done.
Then I just held his cock in my mouth while he recovered. 

After a few minutes he opened his eyes and looked at me and I swear I
saw love in his eyes. He was such a sweet old guy. I really loved
pleasing him like that. 

I lifted my head and smiled and at him for a moment and then I skinned
the foreskin back from the head of his cock and kissed it lightly. He
groaned and his cock twitched and I thought, "Hell, he may be old, but
it has been a long time. I bet he can do it again." 

So we did. I started sucking him again and he caressed my hair and
smiled and said, "Sweet darling, you have made an old man very happy.
But there is no way that I can do that again." 

I took my head away for a moment and said, "It doesn't cost anything to
try." And it only took me a few minutes to make him hard again. And this
time I had no trouble taking him down my throat. He was groaning and
moaning in pleasure and it made me feel so good to please him like that.

While I was sucking him the second time, Rachel came over and knelt
behind me and started kissing my neck and my shoulders and toying with
my breasts and my pussy and my new lover was staring in fascination. He
came in less than ten minutes and I kept the last mouthful of cum in my
mouth to show him, before I pulled Rachel around and kissed her and
shared the load with her. 

He watched Rachel and I kiss for a few moments, then he pulled me back
into his lap. He said, "Young lady, I came here, almost certain that the
plumbing didn't even work anymore. I was nervous and self conscious. And
you have truly worked a miracle. You have made an old man very, very
happy." 

I kissed his cheek and said, "I loved every minute of it. I hope you
come back soon. You are a sweet man and I loved it as much as you did." 

He smiled and said, "No, that isn't possible. What they are saying about
you is true, but not anywhere near adequate. You are a saint. I cannot
wait to tell my grandson about you. I wish I could tell the world. You
are truly special." 

Then he smiled at Rachel and said, "And you must be Rachel, the other
young angel they talk about. You two girls are turning a lot of heads. I
have to say, this has been the most exciting sexual experience of my
life, and I have lived a very long time. Thank you, thank you both." 

I kissed him again and said, "You are very welcome, and I mean it, I
hope you come back and see us. Maybe next time it won't be so busy and
you can have both of us. We work very well together." 

I helped him get dressed then and escorted him to the door. It was
almost time for the bell and only the principal was left to watch us
cleanup and get dressed. 

Becky, Rachel and I waited until the others had left and the principal
came over and hugged me. "You really are special, you know. There is
just something about you." 

Since it was just my two friends and the principal, I asked him if he
minded if we stayed in the room during lunch period. It was a nice quiet
room to relax and do our homework while we waited for the next period to
start. 

He smiled and said, "Do homework and the janitor, you mean?" 

I smiled, embarrassed that he knew about that. "I couldn't help it," I
said. "He was so sweet." 

Mr. Turner smiled and said, "No, I don't mind. But keep your clothes on,
just in case." 

I thanked him and then I asked, "You don't mind about the janitor do
you?" 

"Damn girl! Don't you ever get enough?" he asked. 

I smiled and said, "Not yet." 

He shook his head and left the room. We sat at a table in the corner and
worked on our homework for the morning classes. It was helpful, doing it
together like that. We could fill each other in on things that we missed
or that hadn't made sense. 

The janitor came in and when he saw us he smiled and said, "Ladies! I am
so glad to see you." 

We all smiled and said hello and I started to get up and go over to him.
But before I could get up Becky said, "No you don't, it's my turn." 

She got up and went over to the janitor and said, "You don't mind if I
get a turn do you?" 

He was not bothered in the least and Becky led him to a chair and pulled
his pants and shorts down and started sucking his big, black cock. I was
watching, amused at the change in Becky. 

Rachel, on the other hand, decided to give her a hand. She went over and
as Becky sucked him off, she got between his legs and licked his big,
sweaty balls. He got so excited, and came so fast, that they changed
positions and did it again. 

Our janitor really loves Wednesdays. 

After he had gotten dressed and checked around the room he left and I
said, "Doesn't he have the tastiest cum you ever swallowed?" 

We all agreed that his was the best so far. 

The closer it got to Saturday the more the suspense started to build. We
were all anxious to see if any of the changes would be acceptable to the
majority of the men. Assuming that that was what was necessary to make
changes. 

Becky and Rachel and I went together again. And as soon as we got there
on Saturday morning we knew that something was up. We checked in and
were asked to undress as usual, but to wait in the locker room until
everyone had arrived. 

That took about ten more minutes and as soon as everyone was there,
Terrell got our attention and called me to the front of the room. When I
was standing in front of him he turned me around and put his arms around
me and addressed the rest of the girls. 

"Ladies," he asked, "do all of you know Megan?" 

I had met most of them by now, either here or at school and all of them
murmured that they did. 

"She is a special young lady," he continued, "and you all owe her a lot.
Thanks to her, none of you will be performing intercourse today." 

It was obvious that most of the girls were not happy about that. 

"However, you will be free to do anything else," he continued. "There
has been a big change in The Lottery. In fact, it is no longer a
lottery. You will still come here for the Saturday parties for the rest
of the school year, and your Wednesdays will still be spent in our
special study hall." 

"But, you will all be tested today, and if you are not pregnant you will
be offered the birth control pill." 

There was a loud murmur of excited conversation among the girls and
Terrell gave them a moment to quiet down before he continued. 

"We will no longer be attempting to impregnate you, it will now be just
good clean, meaningless sex. You will still, all of you, that is, still
be getting your anticipated bonus. Now you and your parents will be
spared the traumatization of pregnancy at such an early age." 

"When you step inside today, see the Doctor and he will check your
records again and check to see if anyone is pregnant. Anyone that is
will be offered an abortion. If that is unacceptable to anyone, then we
will, as stipulated in the original agreement, pay all of your medical
expenses. You will each have to make your own decisions about that." 

"Once you have seen the Doctor, he will put you on the pill, as
appropriate, and we will provide them to you for the rest of the year.
Are there any questions?" 

Everyone was silent, except for a couple of girls that ran up and kissed
me on the cheek and thanked me. Terrell told them to go on in and
reminded them that the party would still be held today, but they would
not be having intercourse until they were on the pill. 

As the others filed into the main room, Terrell held onto me until it
was just the two of us in the room. I tilted my head back and smiled at
him and asked, "Is there something I can do for you sir?" 

He grinned and said, "You little slut, I love you! No, not right now,
Nathan would kill me. I am positive that he is waiting on the other side
of that door right now. I just wanted to thank you for what you did for
my grandfather. He is a new man." 

I turned around in his arms and faced him and said, "He is your
granddad! He was so sweet, it was a pleasure, honest. Make sure he comes
back." 

Terrell kissed me and said, "Nathan is one of my closest friends. I know
about him and your mother. I don't envy him, but I am happy for him. You
really are something. If your mother is anything like you he will be
very happy." 

"Thanks," I said. Then I kissed him and said, "See you inside." 

I walked through the door and right into Nathan's arms. We kissed and
then went over to a quiet seating area to wait for the line to go down
for the Doctor. 

I asked him if there had been any problems changing the rules and he
said, "No, actually, most of the men were relieved. Everyone I talked
to, in fact. No one could actually remember how pregnancy got to be such
a large part of it. It had something to do with a stupid bet between two
of the founding members, neither of whom are still here." 

"Now the only question is how many girls are already pregnant. I did
notice that, mostly because of you, there were an unusually high number
of men who were having orgasms that weren't anywhere near a vagina,
despite the rules. You do have that magic touch." 

I got up and sat in his lap and put my arms around his neck and asked,
"You aren't going to have a problem with me having sex with all these
guys now, are you?" 

He put his arms around me and said, "No. I have been thinking about that
a lot. The thing is, Megan, you are the most honestly sexual creature
that I have ever met. I find it nearly impossible to believe that I was
the one that you honored with your virginity. You have turned out to be
some kind of sex goddess. I mean it, the men talk about you like you
have some kind of super powers, there is a myth growing up around you.
You were right when we spoke on Monday. You couldn't go back to being a
normal teenage girl; you are what you have become. Most of these girls
are probably what we have made them, or are making them. But not you,
you are the most honestly and openly sexually giving female in the
world. If you were any other girl, men would be referring to you
derisively as some kind of slut, or nympho or something. But there is an
aura about you that defies definition. Everyone that comes into contact
with you knows it, even the school janitor." 

"Damn!" I exclaimed. "Does everyone know about that?" 

He just smiled and stood me up and we went over and got in line, with
his arm around me, and waited for the Doctor to do what he does. 

Afterwards, we went straight to his cubicle and he undressed and
stretched out on his bed and we kissed for a while. He seemed to be
reluctant to start, so I pushed him onto his back, I was determined to
take him into my throat today. 

He laid back and relaxed and I started kissing my way down his body. I
took my time and teased him all the way down to his toes. I even sucked
on his toes for a moment. Then I worked my way back up his strong,
muscular legs until I was wedged between them and licking his balls
lovingly. 

He was obviously enjoying it, and I loved doing it to him. But this
time, after he was fully erect, I got up and moved to the side of the
bed so that I could keep my throat at a better angle and I started
working my way down his magnificent cock. 

He didn't know what I had in mind at first, he was running his hand up
the inside of my thigh and rubbing my pussy and just enjoying what I was
doing, until he suddenly felt his cock sink into my throat and opened
his eyes to see my lips stretched tightly around the base of his cock. 

The look on his face made it all worth while. He couldn't believe it, I
almost couldn't believe it. But it didn't hurt at all! I couldn't
breathe though, so after a short time I pulled back, but then I went
right back down. He was so turned on he squeezed my thigh and groaned
and shot his cum right down my throat in less than a minute! And this
was a man that had control! 

I was moaning around his cock as he came and I felt his cock throbbing,
I knew that he was cumming. Between having his cock in my throat and the
hand rubbing up against my pussy, I was so excited that I came! 

He was gasping for breath for a moment, he couldn't even talk. Then he
pulled me up on top of him and hugged me and kissed me and said, "God,
you are such a fucking slut, I can't believe it! Nobody has ever been
able to do that! God I love you!" 

I hugged him and said, "I told you I'd do it." 

We held each other for a few minutes and then I looked up and asked,
"Have you fucked my mom yet? I know it isn't any of my business, but the
curiosity is killing me." 

I felt him chuckling under me. But he didn't answer for a minute or two.
Then he said, "Yes, and in answer to your next question, you come by it
honestly. She is a very sexy, and a very sensual and sexual woman." 

"Good," I said. "But it's too bad we can't have a threesome." 

I stayed there with Nathan for a few more minutes, but there were a lot
of men out in the main room waiting there turn. My growing reputation
made me pretty popular. I hardly had any time to speak to Rachel or
Becky that day. As soon as I finished with one man I would go back into
main room and there would be a man, or men, waiting for me. 

I had sucked four cocks and been with three more men that I had not been
with before, all before noon. I came out of the most recent cubicle and
as usual there was a man waiting for me. I greeted him warmly, but I had
to ask him to give me a minute to visit the little girl's room.
Afterwards, on the way to his cube, we swung by the refreshment table
and I picked up a bottle of water and a half a sandwich. Then I walked
arm in arm with my next lover to his cube. 

As I glanced around the room and into the other cubicles I saw a lot of
girls on their knees. I hoped they were enjoying themselves as much as I
was. 

My current escort had his arm around my waist as we walked and he was
commenting on how sore my jaw must be getting. I smiled at him and
agreed that it was a little harder to suck off four big cocks than to
fuck them. But I was still having fun. 

He asked me if I was ready to try something new. That got my attention.
I am always ready for something new. 

We got comfortable in his cube and started making out and after I had
sucked him for a while he got up and held up a tube of lubricant and
asked if I was ready to try anal sex. 

I had to admit that I was nervous about that, but he seemed pretty easy
going, and like the vast majority of the guys that I had seen in here,
he had a normal sized cock. I thought that this would be as good a time
as any to give it a shot. 

I told him that I was willing and he stood up and positioned me on my
hands and knees on his bed. He started out eating my ass, which I really
liked, and judging by how much time he spent doing it, he enjoyed it
too. 

Then he started lubricating my ass and stretching it out. While he was
working I heard a noise and looked around to see Rachel standing in the
door watching. I smiled at her and invited her in. 

She came in and went to the other side of the bed and got down by my
head. I kissed her and asked her how her day was going. Like me, her jaw
was getting a little sore, but she had not seen me since we had our exam
this morning and had just come in to say hi. 

I invited her to join us, but there was a man waiting for her so she
kissed me again, wished me good luck, and left. I put my head down on my
arms and relaxed while my latest lover worked on my ass. He took his
time and when he finally got around to putting his cock into my ass, it
wasn't bad at all. I didn't cum, but it didn't hurt. If Rachel had
stayed around and helped it would have felt pretty good. 

When I had finished, or I suppose when he had finished is more correct,
I went back out into the room and several of the men had seen what we
were doing. I ended up doing that for the rest of the afternoon. But
none of the men that I had anal sex with were enormous and only one of
them could have been a little more patient. All in all it was a pretty
pleasant day, but I was left pretty horny, as were most of the girls, by
the end of the day. I had been eaten to several nice orgasms, but I was
nowhere near as sated as I had been last weekend. 

I was already looking forward to next week and a more normal Saturday of
sex. 

When we had finally wound down for the day and people were leaving,
Rachel, Becky and I sat around for a while talking to Nathan and LJ for
a long time, as had become our tradition. The conversation was pleasant
and we enjoyed the wind down time. Besides, none of us were eager to get
dressed. 

As usual, we talked until everyone else had left and Terrell came in to
throw us out. As we stood up to leave I said, "You know, we all enjoy
this, it's too bad we don't have a place we can go and sit around like
this and just talk and relax and be naked, and maybe a little more when
the mood hits." 

Nathan said, "You know, I was thinking the same thing. You know what
else I was thinking? I was thinking that it would be nice to put a pool
in your back yard, do you suppose your mother would go for that?" 

I thought about that and said, "Yeah, she would probably go for the
pool, I don't think she would be that excited about a bunch of us
sitting around naked after our Saturday orgy." 

Nathan laughed and said, "You know, sometimes I wonder. Your mother is a
lot more open minded than you might think." 

I know that mom is something of a free spirit, but somehow I didn't
think she would get a kick out of me and Rachel eating each other out,
or me and Nathan either. 

But I decided to let Nathan worry about that little detail. 

Our life was pretty unusual, for a group of young women our age. But
still, you get into a kind of rut after a while. Despite the
distractions of Wednesday's study halls and the Saturday parties, the
biggest part of our lives were home and school and friends. 

My mother and Nathan went out an average of twice a week and my mom was
as excited as a school girl. She loved her new job, and she adored
Nathan. One day though, after she got home from a date, she seemed, I
don't know, not upset, but something was bothering her. 

I was still up and we talked for a while and out of the blue she looked
at me funny for a moment and then asked, "Am I too late for that
mother-daughter talk?" 

That took me by surprise! It was completely out of the blue. I smiled
and asked, "Do you want the truth, or do you want to be reassured?" 

She smiled and said, "You have grown up right in front of me and I
missed it. Do you have any question? Or is there anything that you want
to talk about?" 

I was uncomfortable talking about this with her and I just shook my
head. 

"What about birth control, are you safe?" she asked, and I realized that
she was just as embarrassed as I was. 

I suddenly realized that there was something that she wanted to talk
about, something that was bothering her, and she had no one to talk
about it with. 

"What's wrong mom?" I asked. 

She smiled wryly and said, "Honey, you are way too young for that talk.
I honestly wish I could tell you, but you are much too young to
understand." 

I could see that something was really troubling her, and as
uncomfortable as I was discussing this subject with her, I thought that
maybe it would be good for both of us, if I could figure out how to do
it without turning her hair white, or getting Nathan in trouble. 

"Mom, I don't want to worry you, but I am older than I look, or older
than you think I am. Maybe I can help." 

She looked at me and said, "I am not sure what that means, but I don't
think that I like the sound of it." 

"Well, I could tell you what it means, but I am just as uncomfortable
talking about this as you are." I paused for a moment and then I said,
"I am probably going to regret this, but, I have recently had a lot of
experience in that area. Enough experience that I think I can safely say
that nothing you could tell me would shock me, and I doubt if it would
be anything I haven't tried. But unlike you, I have people I can talk
to. Do you want to try this, or are you too embarrassed?" 

Mom got up and opened a bottle of wine. She poured herself a glass, then
looked at me and offered me a glass. I smiled and said, "No, thanks. You
will be happy to learn that, whatever else I have done; I don't drink or
use drugs." 

She smiled and said, "Well, that's something I guess." 

She sipped her wine for a minute, she was staring at nothing for that
time, either trying to decide whether or not to talk with me about what
was bothering her, or trying to figure out how to say it. 

After a few minutes she finally said, "I love you Megan, I hope this
doesn't make you hate me. You know how I feel about Nathan. We have been
talking about marriage. But lately, I have been doing things; we have
been doing things, which are out of character for me. I have enjoyed
them. It's just that I don't know if that is who I am, or who I want to
be. They are things that if my daughter were to find out I think that
she would surely think less of me. And that bothers me." 

I reached across the table and held her hand and said, "Mom, we could
swap tales, but I don't want to turn your hair white. Since the
conversation started out about sex, I assume that you are telling me
that you have done sexual things that are bothering you. So the question
is, why do they bother you, did you not enjoy them, or are you afraid of
what others, mainly me, will think?" 

She smiled that wry smile again and said, "Oh dear, I certainly enjoyed
them!" Then what I had said seemed to suddenly sink in and she looked at
me, as if trying to understand me better. 

"We do need to talk, don't we?" she said. "You are the person I love
most in this world, and I know so little about you." 

"That's because I am at that awkward age, an age when I am doing those
things that you don't want to know anything about, and apparently you
are too. We can go either way right here, it is up to you." 

She looked at me; I could tell that she was still seeing her little
girl. "But your just a baby, you're only fourteen!" she said. 

I smiled and said, "Fourteen is older than it used to be. And I have
been exposed to some things that neither of us even dreamed about up in
the hills of Vermont. Something is bothering you, and if you want we can
talk about it. I won't judge you, or be shocked or offended. As for the
things that I have done, and am doing, I love them, I am comfortable
with them, I'm not sure that you could handle hearing about them
though." 

"Now I am worried about you," she said. 

I smiled and said, "Yes, I knew you would be, but do you feel better
about you yet, or do you want to talk? The things that I have done have
not traumatized me. In fact, I love them. You, on the other hand, seem
to be having a problem." 

Mom smiled and said, "Not so much a problem with what I have done, as
worrying about what you would think of me." 

"Do you want to clear the air?" I asked. 

"Do you?" she asked. 

"I don't know," I said. "I don't like lying to you, or keeping things
from you. I know that if I tell you what is going on in my life you will
find it disturbing, because you are a mother, and mothers want there
little girls to wear white to the wedding, and mean it. I tell you what,
I will start out. I will talk slow, when it gets to be too much, stop
me. But you have to swear to me that you will not interfere, if I tell
you what is going on in my life. You could get a lot of people in
trouble, people that I don't want to get in trouble. And you could hurt
a lot of people." 

I started telling my mother about the things that had happened since we
moved here. I told her about the girls next door. I told her about The
Lottery and the changes I had brought about in it. I didn't mention
Nathan. I also told her about study hall. I saved study hall for last,
because I didn't want the school getting in trouble if mom freaked out.
But I was watching her closely, and much to my surprise, after the
initial shock, she actually seemed to be getting excited by my story! 

I left out a lot of the details; of course, just skimmed over the all of
the pussies I had eaten and the cocks I had fucked and sucked. I did
mention that, among those involved, I had begun to acquire quite a
reputation, a bad reputation, but in a good way. 

She stared at me in awe for a few moments and then she laughed. I was
afraid for a second that she was getting hysterical. Then she sat back
and groaned and said, "Damn girl! And I was afraid that you would look
down on me because I have had a couple of threesomes with Nathan and
some of his friends." 

"What!" I exclaimed. "That's all that you were upset about?! You were
afraid I would be upset that you had a threesome!" 

She looked embarrassed. Not embarrassed that she had been in a few
threesomes now, but embarrassed that she was worried about it. 

We were quiet for a few minutes, and then she got up and poured herself
another glass of wine and came back and sat down. "Tell me more about
this lottery thing you are in." 

I asked, "Why, because you find it interesting, or because it bothers
you?" 

"In a perfect world I would be ranting and raving and demanding that you
join a nunnery," she said, calmly. "However, I found the entire concept
so utterly erotic. I would like to know more. I would prefer that you
were still my virginal little girl, of course, but those things don't
grow back, and once you have crossed that line, it is silly to expect
you to cross back. I am curious, about the things that you have done,
and what it was like, and how you feel about it. How you feel about it
is the most important part." 

I went into more detail about the things I had done. It was still
embarrassing, talking about these things to my mother. But it was also a
relief, because I didn't have to lie anymore, and I didn't have to be
afraid of her finding out, and because she was taking it very well. She
was especially interested in those hot afternoons and long nights with
my girlfriends. She didn't actually say it, but I had the impression
that the idea of making love to another woman was something that she had
thought about before. 

I had told her how much I like sex, all kinds of sex. She had listened
intently and asked, "Is there anything you don't like?" 

"There are things that I haven't tried," I said. "But I am willing. I
haven't tried bondage, but the concept excites me. I am not interested
in pain, but I would try it if my partner was someone that I trusted.
Actually, there isn't much that I wouldn't try, with the right person.
What about you?" 

Mom smiled and said, "I can't believe that I am having this conversation
with you! Yes dear, I have some pretty kinky fantasies. I did not go
kicking and screaming into those threesomes, I was extremely willing,
anxious even. And those little bouts of exhibitionism, I loved them." 

"Whoa, mom," I interrupted. "You didn't mention that." 

She smiled and blushed and said, "Oops, I guess that slipped my mind.
Nathan likes to show me off, sometimes to his friends, sometimes to
strangers. I had to be coaxed, I was very reluctant, because it is
something that has always excited me, and I was afraid that I would get
carried away." 

"Well, mom," I said, reluctantly. "There is one more thing that we have
not discussed. I was not going to bring it up. But it is the one thing
left unsaid between us, and I suppose that you have a right to know. If
you take this the right way, it could turn out to be very good for you,
for both of us. I am starting to think you might be able to handle it." 

She grinned and said, "Why do I keep feeling like you are the adult and
I am the child?" 

I took both my mother's hands in mine and said, "Don't go with your
first reaction on this, what I am going to say would throw most women
into a fit. But if you think about it, this could work very well for
us." 

I paused and she was watching me. I could see that she was just as
nervous as I was. 

"Mom, I told you about the special guy at the parties on Saturday, the
man that took my virginity and that is waiting for me every Saturday,
and looking out for me, the man who changed the program to get the girls
on birth control, and was so careful to screen out girls that couldn't
handle it. Well, don't freak out, but that man is Nathan." 

I was watching closely and I saw the emotions flit across her face for
what seemed like a very long time. Then she said something that
astounded me. "You fucked Nathan before I did?!" 

My mother, if she was really upset, might say damn. I wasn't even sure
that she knew the word fuck! 

I couldn't help it; I burst out laughing at her reaction. She stared at
me for a minute, and then she couldn't help it, she laughed with me. We
laughed together for several minutes, at first at her reaction, but then
I think we were both relieved. I was relieved because she didn't seem to
be upset. She was relieved because she had thought that I was going to
tell her something awful. 

"You aren't mad at him?" I asked. "I know this is weird. But I do love
him. He is sweet and kind and I am so glad that you have fallen in love
with him. I was afraid to tell you, but I hate lying to you. Besides, I
have a great idea to get even with him." 

Mom smiled and said, "I'm not mad. I don't suppose I can listen to you
telling me about The Lottery and those parties and get excited, even
excited for you, and then get mad at him for going. You are right, he is
sweet, and I love him so much. I don't know that I have anything to get
even with him for." 

"Listen anyway, I have an idea. After your next date, invite him in;
invite him to spend the night. And after you go to bed I will sneak in
and join you. He will turn white!" 

"Oh, honey!" mom said. "That's cruel, I love it! Except for one thing, I
don't know if I could have sex with you in the room." 

I smiled and said, "I think that you can mom, it turns out that I am a
carrier. I make people enjoy sex and feel good about it. And I know that
I could make you feel good about it too." 

Mom looked nervous again. She gulped down the rest of her wine and sat
there with the strangest look on her face. 

"I know what you're thinking, mom. You are afraid, that age old taboo is
running through your mind. It didn't bother Rachel and Kylie. In fact,
they are closer than any two sisters that I know." 

"Damn!" mom exclaimed. "You can read minds! I don't know honey. I think
you will agree now that I have a very open mind, but that is something
that has been so deeply ingrained..." 

Before she could go any further, I stood up and took a step and leaned
down and kissed her. And not a mother-daughter kiss, I kissed her like a
lover. I didn't hold back, I didn't hesitate. I put my lips to hers and
I kissed her passionately. Then I pulled her to her feet and led her to
her bedroom. She didn't resist. 

She was nervous, but she didn't say a word when I undressed her. I had
not seen her naked, ever, as far as I can remember. I was really
impressed. And I told her so. She had a beautiful, sexy body. Her
breasts were small, like mine, and didn't sag at all. It was fairly
light in the room, but I couldn't see any sign of stretch marks. She
really looked hot. 

I pushed her onto her bed and I undressed quickly and then I joined her.
It took a few minutes for her to relax, but soon she was a willing
lover, and I was the dominant partner that night, I led the way, but she
followed eagerly, once the ice was broken. And we did it all. 

Everything we did was a first for her. She had fantasies about making
love to a woman, but she had never had, or had never taken, the
opportunity. It worked in my favor that she had not had sex with Nathan
on their date this evening. She was pretty horny. She loved it all too.
It was fun to watch her when she tasted my pussy for the first time. 

She was nervous and self conscious, but she was eager too, and soon she
was bringing me to orgasm after orgasm and before I lost all of my
strength I turned around and we got into a sixty-nine. I had already
eaten her to several nice orgasms. But now we pleasured each other until
I couldn't stand it any longer and had to pull away. 

I turned back around and took her in my arms and licked her face clean
of my juices. When I had finished she did the same to me. Then we just
held each other and I watched her for any signs of regret. 

Her eyes were closed and she was breathing hard still. But soon she
opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled. "I know what you are
thinking, what you are looking for," she said quietly. "Don't worry, it
isn't there. I'm alright. I am, in fact, very happy, very satisfied.
Thank you very much." 

I kissed her again and then I smiled and said, "Can you imagine how we
can freak Nathan out? Oh god, I can't wait!" 

She laughed quietly and said, "I never realized what an evil child you
were!" 

I chuckled and said, "No mom, not evil, imaginative, creative even!" 

We talked quietly for a while. She wanted to know more about my life,
especially those parties, and now I felt more comfortable talking about
them. By the time we finally went to sleep she knew pretty much
everything about my sex life, and I am pretty sure that she is the only
mother in town that you could say that about! 

It was almost two in the morning when I started to get up and go to my
room. But she said, "No, stay here, sleep with me tonight. I miss having
someone to sleep with." 

So we cuddled together and fell asleep in each other's arms. We didn't
wake up until a little after eight the next morning when Rachel was
ringing my door bell to take me to the party. 

I raced to the door in the nude and invited her and Becky in. I told
them that I had overslept and I had to take a quick shower. I sent them
to my room to pick out something for me to wear, but by the time I got
dressed it was too late, we had missed the bus. 

Mom freaked them out when she said, "That's alright baby, I can run you
over there." 

My two girlfriends looked at me, not knowing what the hell was going on.
Mom took her robe off and put on a pair of shorts and a top and we piled
into the car. I had to give her directions to the warehouse where the
parties were held. She pulled up out front and kissed me and said, "Have
a nice day at the library dear." Then she drove home. 

I had to wait until the sidewalk was clear, then I had to swear my two
friends to secrecy. I promised that I would explain later, but that
until then we couldn't speak of it, to anyone, but especially not to
Nathan. 

We finally went inside and we were the last to arrive today. We
hurriedly signed in and undressed and went into the main room. Nathan
was waiting for me, with LJ, who seemed to have a relationship with
Rachel that was similar to mine with Nathan. Well, except that LJ wasn't
fucking her mom. 

I apologized for being late. I told him that I had overslept, and that
it was his fault. He didn't understand how it was his fault. So I had to
tell him that I had been up late talking to my mother last night, mostly
about him. 

That piqued his curiosity, but I just said that mom was in love and
needed a girlfriend to talk to. He bought it. 

We didn't talk for long. Since last week had been so weird, with no
fucking, all five of us were anxious to get to it. Yup, even Becky. 

We went to our cubicles while Becky went trolling. As Nathan was
undressing I asked him how many girls had been pregnant. He smiled at me
and said, "I am embarrassed to tell you. Only two, apparently we are not
a very virile group." 

I smiled and said, "I am sure it was not a lack of virility that was
responsible for the low number. It must surely be due more to cycles,
because I never once noticed a lack of virility." 

We got in bed and I did my new trick that he loves so much. As I was
taking his magnificent cock down my throat I was thinking about what my
mother and I had planned for Nathan and I was having trouble not
laughing out loud. But I managed to control myself and after a few
minutes he stopped me and pulled me up beside him and we kissed and
touched for a while before he turned me on my back and returned the
favor. 

Nathan is one of the best pussy eaters I have come across, and in the
last few weeks I have met quite a few of them. I had two orgasms before
I pulled his head away and pulled him up over me. "Enough Nathan," I
moaned, "I want to fuck! I haven't had a cock in two weeks and I need
you." 

He grinned down at me and said, "God I love a slut! I meant that in the
nicest way of course." 

I reached up and tweaked his nipples and said, "Of course, my love." 

We fucked like crazy for almost half an hour. His stamina was truly
remarkable. It was funny; I kept thinking how happy my mom was going to
be, about his skill at eating pussy, with his magnificent cock, and with
his stamina. He is the perfect man! 

I needed a rest when we were finished. I bent down and cleaned him up.
Licking and sucking him thoroughly. Then I used a warm damp cloth to
finish up. When I was done I kissed him and we said goodbye until later.
Then I stepped out into the main room. All the girls were busy now, but
that left more than a dozen men waiting for someone to finish up. 

And because of my reputation, which I was quite proud of by the way, I
was very popular. I was immediately snapped up by an older man who
recognized me from the talk going around. 

"I have been looking forward to meeting you, sweetheart," he said.
"Everyone says that you are pretty special." 

I smiled at him and said, "Don't believe everything you hear, kind sir.
That reputation is only based on the fact that I was, perhaps, a little
more eager than some of the other girls when these parties first
started. And that only speaks to my low morals. Other than that, I am
nothing special. Well, I have gotten pretty good at giving head. But I
am sure that I am not the only one that does that." 

He put his arm around me and said, "You are too modest. Do you mind if I
invite someone to join us?" 

"The more the merrier," I responded. And I meant it. 

The gentleman I was with was about fifty, give or take a few years. He
was in pretty good shape though, most of the men here were. The man who
he beckoned to stood up and came over to join us. He was a couple of
years younger than the man I had been talking to, but I could see that
they were related. 

He introduced himself, and then his younger brother to me, and we went
to his cubicle, arm in arm. 

I sat on the bed and watched them undress. I find that I really enjoy
looking at naked men. Some of the girls don't. But I do. I love to be
able to look at their cocks and their balls and their cute butts. I
think naked men are sexy. 

The two men didn't talk. They just undressed quietly. The older man
pulled me to my feet and took me in his arms and we kissed passionately
while he moved his hands all over me. It felt great, and I could feel
his cock getting hard against my stomach. I reached between us and
caressed it and he groaned into my mouth as we kissed. 

His brother came up behind me and kissed my back and caressed my ass
reached between us to play with my breasts. I was more than ready when
he finally stepped back and sat down at the head of the bed. 

The older brother then guided me to kneel between his brother's legs and
as I began to worship his younger brother's sexy cock and balls, I felt
him behind me, toying with my pussy, as if I needed more foreplay. But
it felt good, so I enjoyed it while I started taking the younger
brother's average sized cock into my mouth and throat. It was really
getting easy now, especially on guys with seven inch cocks. They just
slid right down my throat with no problem. 

Before long the older brother was kneeling behind me and I had a cock at
either end. This was something I really liked. It could be hard to
concentrate, especially if the cock that I was sucking was particularly
large, but when they were both average sized cocks, this was really
exciting. There was one thing that I had heard about, that I was anxious
to try, three at once. These two guys would be perfect for that, with
one more man to round out the foursome. 

The brother in my mouth had gotten a head start and he came first. After
I swallowed his cum, I held his cock in my mouth and concentrated on the
one in my pussy. I didn't quite cum before he did, but after he came he
stayed buried in me and reached around and played with my clit until I
did. I thought that was very considerate. 

When he finally pulled out I turned around and sucked him clean and then
while we were sitting together I suggested that maybe next time they
could bring a friend and we could try a foursome. They said that they
would be happy to. 

Then I dampened a cloth and cleaned us up. I kissed them goodbye and
headed back out. This time I got to rest a few minutes. There was
someone waiting for me, but I asked him if he minded if I went to the
bathroom and got a drink first and he said sure, he wasn't in a hurry. 

He escorted me to the lady's room and when I got back out we walked by
the refreshment table and then found a seat. I sat in his lap and as I
sipped on my bottle of water he ran his hands all over me, but gently,
just exploring. It felt good. 

While we were talking Becky came by and put her arms around my neck and
said hello to the man I was sitting on. They had been together earlier
and Becky said, "Good choice Tom. This is the hottest girl in here." 

He smiled at her and said, "Yes, and how would you know that little
girl?" 

Becky laughed and said, "Because, I have had her. She taught me
everything I know." 

Tom looked up and then he pulled Becky onto the couch beside us and then
said to me, "Why don't you show me?" 

I looked around and asked, "Right here?" 

He smiled and nodded. 

I looked at Becky and she didn't look like she minded. I certainly
didn't, I love an audience. So I slid off of Tom's lap and sat beside
Becky and soon we were making out. Tom took the towel that I had been
carrying and spread it out on the plush carpet and, seeing that, Becky
and I stretched out and did it right. We made out like we meant it,
because we did. 

We both had several orgasms before we collapsed onto the towel and
caught our breath. We looked around and found that we had drawn a big
crowd, of men and girls. When our show ended there was an enthusiastic
round of applause, and a rush for the cubicles. We had apparently been
responsible for a large number of erections, including Tom's. 

I headed off with Tom to his cubicle, while two other men escorted Becky
to another cubicle. 

By the end of the day I was disappointed. I had not been able to beat
Becky's record of fourteen men. But I was certainly sated. 

As usual, we three girls sat around with Nathan and LJ and relaxed and
talked quietly for a while. Terrell finally came back and instead of
kicking us out he sat down and joined us for a while. 

Everyone agreed that the changes in the rules had taken a lot of stress
out of our parties. They were a lot more fun now. We talked for quite a
while before Nathan looked at his watch and said, "I have to get dressed
and get out of here. Megan, would you come with me for a minute?" 

I followed him to his cubicle and as he dressed he asked me how my
mother was doing. We had discussed this earlier, but I got the
impression that he was still worried that he was going too fast with
her. I tried to ease his mind, without letting him know how much I knew,
or how much she knew. I told him that she adored him and was having the
time of her life. 

He then asked how I felt about moving. That kind of took the wind out of
my sails. In fact, I felt like he had hit me in the stomach. He saw the
look in my face and he knew what I was feeling. 

He pulled me up and held me tight and said, "Not far, you won't be
leaving your friends, or your school, or the parties. Remember, last
week, we talked about putting a pool in your yard? Well, I got to
thinking, how about; instead, I build a new house, something a little
bigger, with a more private back yard, on a ten acre lot about four
blocks from where you live now?" 

"That sounds nice," I admitted, much relieved now. "How is that marriage
thing going?" 

He looked nervous, he said, "I am going to ask her at dinner tomorrow." 

I kissed him and said, "She is going to say yes. She loves you." 

He looked skeptical. "Don't say anything," he asked. "I want it to be a
surprise." 

"Yes daddy," I said, teasing him. 

He laughed and said, "I hope so." 

We saw the others leaving and I kissed Nathan goodbye and rushed to
catch up. We got dressed and as we were leaving I kissed Terrell goodbye
too. He patted my ass and we walked slowly to the bus stop. We were
almost an hour later than usual. But I wasn't worried. Not anymore. 

As we walked I told my friends all about last night and the conversation
that I had with my mother. I saved the big bombshell for last, about
having sex with her. But, although that did astound them, for them the
big news, the most astonishing thing, was that I had told her about the
parties, and the study halls, and she was okay with it. 

I also told them about what Nathan said, about proposing tomorrow, and
about the new house with the big pool and the private back yard. 

I had brought them up to date by the time the bus came. Then we rode in
silence until we got to our stop. 

As we were walking down our street toward our houses Rachel said, "Oh, I
almost forgot! Kylie got a phone call. She was invited to a reunion
party that the guys are going to have. She is so excited. She has really
missed those parties. 

When we got to Rachel's house we found out that my mother and Rachel's
parents had gone out for dinner and drinks. Kylie was home and Becky
called her parents and got permission to stay over and have pizza with
us. We ordered out and then I had to tell my story all over again for
Kylie. She thought that was all well and good, but she more excited
about the reunion than anything else. 

The three of us were pretty worn out, so all we did was talk for a
couple of hours. Becky went home around seven, I stayed around until
nine and then I went home and went to bed. 

My mother came in around eleven and kissed me good night and went to
bed. We had a late breakfast together the next morning and she wanted to
know everything that happened at the party yesterday. It was still kind
of weird, telling those kinds of things to my mother, but by the time I
was done it was more like I was talking to Rachel. We were like best
friends. 

I wanted to tell her about Nathan. About the proposal and the new house
he was planning. But I had promised that I wouldn't. It was hard though.

Mom had cleaned house yesterday while I was at the party, I did laundry
today, and a little bit of homework, but mostly we just spent a quiet
day together. 

I noticed that we were much more affectionate than we used to be. When
we were close we would touch, hug, kiss, smile at each other. Not like
lovers. Like a mother and daughter that loved each other. I think that
was comforting to both of us. 

Later, I sat on the bed and watched mom getting ready for her date with
Nathan. We made plans for later, after they got home. Nathan was going
to get the surprise of his life tonight. What mom didn't know was that
she was too. 

I helped mom pick out the perfect panties for the evening. I tried to
talk her into going commando, but she said that she couldn't because
when ever she was with Nathan she got too excited. She didn't want to
stain her dress. 

I was kind of jealous. It occurred to me that I had still not had a
boyfriend. Nathan was the closest I had come to falling for a man. And
that was a different kind of love. But of course, I was still only
fourteen, most girls my age weren't even allowed to date, much less
attend orgies. 

I went out on the porch and waived goodbye when they left for their
date. Then I waited around nervously for hours to hear what happened. I
had already done what little homework I had, so I pulled out the book I
was reading and tried to concentrate. I read the same sentence a dozen
times and finally gave up. 

I put the book down and surfed through the channels on TV. But nothing
caught my eye. Finally I went out on the front porch and sat in the dark
and waited, very impatiently. 

I saw Nathan's Mercedes driving slowly down the street at a little after
nine. I wanted to run out and see what my mother had said when he
proposed, but instead I hid in the dark and tried to decide from the way
they acted. It turned out to be an easy call. 

As soon as he came around and opened her door they hugged and kissed and
I knew they were engaged. I must have been nearly as excited as they
were. But I sat there quietly, waiting for them to come in. 

They held hands and walked up the sidewalk and onto the porch and they
finally saw me. Mom stretched out her arms and I ran to her and we
hugged and she was so happy I wanted to cry. 

We went inside and mom told me all about their dinner and Nathan's
proposal. She showed me the huge rock on her finger. Then she winked at
me and sent me to bed. 

I kissed her and Nathan and then I went to my room and undressed and lay
down on my bed and waited. It seemed like forever, but it was only
twenty minutes before they went down the hall to her room. I snuck out
of my room and stood listening at their door until I could tell that
they were undressed and had started to make out. 

Then I opened the door quietly and walked softly to the bed and
stretched out beside them. Nathan almost had a heart attack! First he
was startled when he felt me on the bed beside him, then he was
terrified that I was going to screw it up between him and my mother.
When he finally realized that she knew everything and wasn't mad, and
was in on my little prank, we were all over him. 

That night we had one of the most exciting, most loving threesomes that
you could ever imagine. We kissed and touched and loved in every
possible combination. And no one felt nervous, or jealous or upset and
it was fantastic. And you should have seen my mom's eyes get wide when I
took Nathan's big cock down my throat! 

But when the sex was over, I left them to be together. Besides, it
wasn't that many more hours until I had to get up for school. 

We got together for a quick breakfast in the morning. It occurred to me
that Nathan was my mother's supervisor. I asked how that would impact
her career plans. It turned out that Nathan was not, as she had been
told, the district manager. He actually owned the company, so he didn't
foresee a problem with the boss. He had tried to talk mom into quitting,
but she loved her job, so they agreed to work together just the way that
they were now. 

Things progressed pretty rapidly after that, but there were not a lot of
changes. It took almost a year for Nathan to get the new house built. It
was more like a mansion than a house. My room was actually a suite, with
my own bathroom, which was as big as my old bedroom had been. 

We didn't have to take the bus to the parties any longer. We always rode
with Nathan. Then, when they were over, a bunch of us would gather at
our house and sit around the pool, naked, and tell mom all about it. LJ
was usually there, and Terrell came pretty often, and I insisted that he
bring his grandfather from time to time. 

I had a few dates in my freshman year. But I never really had a
boyfriend. Not until I was a sophomore. I have been dating, and I guess
I am falling in love with, Larry Kent. He is pretty special, he has been
to more than a few parties in my back yard, and has not told anyone, so
I trust him. And he doesn't seem to be intimidated in the least by
Nathan's big cock. Or to care one way or another that my step-father is
black. 

He knows about The Lottery too, and doesn't complain when I go to the
occasional reunion. I think that he is a bit upset that he can't go
though. 

Nathan still goes to The Lottery. And mom has never said a word about
it. We listen eagerly when he comes home Saturday afternoons and he
tells us everything that happened. But he has gotten Terrell to replace
him on the board and he isn't going anymore after this year. Mom and I
have both told him that it is alright, but he says that his conscience
is bothering him too much. Besides, he says that it just isn't the same
now that he has the two sexiest women in town at his house. Isn't he
sweet? 

THE END 

I had written the following ending to this story. It fit in right after
the first date between Nathan and Megan's mother. But when I was proof
reading it later; I realized that there was more that I could write. I
was, as usual, far too wordy, but some people, like me, get a kick out
of that. I like the new ending better. 

After that date, funny things started happening. First, Principal Turner
called me to his office and told me that I would have to start going to
regular study hall. I raised hell, but he wouldn't listen to me and we
almost got into it. 

Then I found out that Rachel and Becky had also been transferred back to
regular study hall. Then we were notified by Mr. Meeks that The Lottery
was disbanded and all of the girls were given appointments with a local
Doctor. It turned out that we were being checked to see if we were
pregnant. Several girls were, in the very early stages, and all were
given abortions. 

Then I found out that my mother had been less than honest with me. She
was not dating Nathan. They were engaged after less than two months of
dating. I guess I could understand that. I fell for him in less than
half an hour. 

By September they were married. There were a lot of discussions about
where to live. But Nathan lived in a condo in the city and my mother and
I didn't feel like we could live like that. So, Nathan sold his condo,
sank a fortune into our house and now we are living like a normal
family. You should see the huge pool in the back yard. 

Everything is wonderful, except for one thing. I can't get Nathan to
fuck me. We have talked, especially about that. Apparently the shock of
finding out that I was going to be his daughter put him through some
changes. I still love him, of course. But I miss the sex. 

Rachel and Becky and Kylie and I still get together sometimes. But our
moms won't let us date boys yet. So it could be years before I get my
lips around another hard cock. 

One Saturday we snuck over to the party place. Just to make sure that
they weren't still having parties without us. It is a warehouse now. We
were very disappointed. 

THE END 

Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com To that small group of
disturbed people who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me,
thank you. 

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