Perverts 'R' Us

The Principles of Lust: Part One

By Eric the Mad ( MMM~/f, bi, IR creampie )

It was a short courtship, but a weird one.

I met Chrissy at a frat party during graduate school, although calling it a party was a bit like calling World War Two a police action. But then it wasn't a real frat anyway; we had been stripped of all official status and banned from campus ten years earlier for "immoral and unnatural behavior." Apparently the final straw had been a benefit concert that our frat put on for some earthquake fund, but the paid customers were treated to a climactic scene of an underage hooker fucking a donkey. In retrospect, the brothers really should have checked beforehand to see if the Dean of Students was a ticket holder before putting on the show.

So the "Smegma Pies", as we called ourselves, went off-campus and underground, recruiting members by careful observation and discrete invitation. When I was there, we were the kinkiest and most perverted guys on campus, and our house had become a favorite hangout for some of our like-minded sorority sisters and more enlightened faculty. Aside from a strict code of secrecy and conduct in non-sexual matters, the only sexual rules we had were (1) what happens in house stays in house and (2) full consent in required from ALL participants. Nothing sexual was off limits. Nothing.

Nudity around the house was encouraged for brothers and mandatory for any female visitors, unless the consensus was that a woman really did look better in her clothes. Terri "two ton" Mallory comes to mind. The girl was a piss-slut and could give a blow-job that would suck your spine out through your dick. She was totally addicted to cum and drinking piss, but rumor has it that two brothers saw her naked; one brother's hair literally turned white overnight and the other tried to gouge his eyes out with a Starbuck's stir stick.

Now back to the frat party. I was working on my Master's degree and had just put in a long day in the lab on my thesis work, which had not gone well at all and also went very late into the evening. As a result, I got back to the house in a foul mood after the party was well underway. The house was a gift from one of our wealthy alumni; it was a secluded mansion that he let us use rent-free, provided he had unlimited access to whatever he wanted, which was usually just a couple of girls for the occasional lesbian show and threesome. He was pretty cool, so that worked out well for us.

I grabbed a coke in the living room, where it looked like a normal kind of quiet party with groups of people standing around chilling and talking; the only difference being that all the girls and some of the brothers were naked.

My roommate Rick, a big black guy from Alabama who was a linebacker on the football team was getting double blowjob from Phil, the kicker on the team and Wanda, Phil's cute little redheaded girlfriend. Rick's girlfriend, a cute little Korean girl named Sarah was sitting watching the show and masturbating.

"Yo Eric, my man!" Rick waved me over. I sauntered over and stood behind Phil and Wanda. Phil was now deep-throating Rick while Wanda was lovingly working over Rick's balls. Rick nodded at his girlfriend "You want to bang Sarah, bro?" He knew I had a thing for Sarah -- a "thing" is what we cool manly guys called being totally in love. She looked up at me wistfully. I normally would have loved to have fucked her, but I just wasn't in the mood yet, I needed a bit more chill time before I got out of my foul mood. Besides, unless I was really horny, it always seemed like I was cheating on Rick when I fucked Sarah. A very weird vibe, considering Rick was totally cool with me being so into his girlfriend.

"Later, okay?" I asked apologetically. Sarah looked crestfallen, so I quickly added, "Tough night in the lab. Just need to get charged up a bit." She smiled sweetly, which really looks sexy on a naked girl while she is playing with her clit.

"Dude," Rick was gasping, clearly close to shooting in Wanda's mouth -- she had traded spots with Phil like a well-rehearsed team. "Sarah's little sister is upstairs pulling a train. Check it out. Fuck, I'm cumming baby!" I watched Wanda's cheeks puff out with Rick's load then glanced questioningly at Sarah.

"Your sister?" I asked. She nodded.

"Chrissy. Half sister. She's in high school. Just turned sixteen." My cock started to awaken and the lab memories started to fade away.

"Fucking A+ jailbait, my man," said Rick watching Phil and Wanda French-kissing and sharing his cum. Phil had a rule with Wanda; don't swallow before you share. "I knew you would want some of that underage pussy." He winked at me as Wanda shifted over to Sarah and nestled in between her legs licking her lips.

He was right, everyone in the house knew my motto about girls was; the younger, the better; even though I would never call myself a pedophile. I ditched my drink and headed upstairs where Sarah was pointing, which was hard for her to do since Wanda was now licking her cunt expertly. It was more like a floppy wave towards the stairs between spasms.

I found Chrissy upstairs in the main guest bedroom naked on her back with guys all around her. Where Sarah was compact, Chrissy had those long, lanky coltish arms and legs; the ankles of which were currently being held in the air by Alexi, who was pounding her cunt in a furious rhythm. I could hear the sloppy, squelching sounds of his cock pistoning in and out of her, and by the amount of slime on her thighs and the wet stain on the bed, I figured that Alexi was close to the last of the six brothers in the room to fuck her.

Chrissy's face was stunning, even more so with the strands of cum smeared across it. She was totally flat-chested, but her large brown nipples looked well-used, and she had hickies all over her tits where the brothers had marked their conquest. She had classic Asian features and reminded me of a Japanese schoolgirl, the preteen ones that the Japanese men love so much.

Her long black hair was tangled and matted with sweat and cum, but I estimated it must reach down to her waist. She seemed to have boyish hips, all straight lines and a totally bald cunt. The combined smells of sweat, pussy juice, and cum was overwhelming and intoxicating. All over that sweet body was a sheen of perspiration that seemed to make her glow.

Just then Alexi stiffened and thrust deep into the girl and held himself there straining and groaning. I had a great view of his balls tightening as he shot a load inside Chrissy's cunt. It obviously put her over the edge, since she started to scream about sucking the sweet fucking cock of Jesus and grabbed Alexi's upper arms so hard that her nails drew blood. That was cool though, since Alexi was from Russia and prided himself on how tough he was.

After a few seconds of grunting and straining, Alexi fell limp on top of the girl. From somewhere near Chrissy's shoulder I could hear Alexi's muffled voice, "Is wery wery tight cunt even after five mans. Is good fuck, this child."

Alexi rolled off Chrissy and I got my first really good look at her. She looked like a kid, all arms and legs, no tits or hips and the face of an angel. A thoroughly-fucked angel. She was sweaty, covered in hickies and cum, with red splotches all her from where the brothers' hairy bodies were rubbing against her -- we called them fuck burns. My mouth started to water as I looked at her messy cunt, gaping open with maybe ten loads of spunk leaking out and puddling near her ass or smeared over her thighs. It looked like the brothers had each had seconds.

Then we locked eyes. A jolt of something hit me and a wave of strange thoughts and feelings washed through me. There was a shock of recognition, even though I had never met her; I almost wanted to blurt out: You're finally here. I couldn't look away from her. In some strange way, I knew her. Years later, Chrissy told me that she had exactly the same experience, but that is a whole other story.

One of the advantages to living in a totally open and free house is that people start to be sensitive to emotional vibes of the others. Everyone in the room felt the energy passing between Chrissy and me and fell totally silent, almost reverent. Alexi, who was probably the most sensitive of us all in spite of his big bad Russian macho act, suddenly blurted out. "Is almost time for Professor Broadhurst to be in kennels, nyet?"

Professor Broadhurst was the Head of the English Department and a regular guest at our parties. She was a hardcore voyeur and loved to just watch, but a couple of times a year, she liked to be a guest in our kennels where our loving and well trained pets could use her to their hearts' content. None of the brothers ever had problems with English courses. Again another totally different story.

In seconds, Chrissy and I were alone. I owed Alexi one for this. My mouth was dry as I knelt on the bed between her legs.

"Hi" I said awkwardly. Well that was a lame way for smooth Eric to start off I thought kicking myself mentally. Her finger slipped down to her pussy and she started to gently rub around her clit.

"Hi yourself" she giggled.

"May I?" I indicated her sloppy, oozing cunt.

"Uh huh" she nodded, "But aren't you going to get undressed?"

"Not for what I want." I smiled and lowered my face to the stew of her cunt. I think she had about half a dozen screaming orgasms as I thoroughly licked her clean. I lapped up the cum oozing from her cunt. Then, I had her start to feed me the gooey mass inside her by gently pushing it out one mouthful at a time. I could recognize the distinctive flavors of some of my brothers' cum, but the pungent aroma of Chrissy's very copious cunt fluids was intoxicating. I swallowed every drop.

Once her cunt was drained, and I checked as deep as I could with my tongue and fingers, I started on her sweaty and slimy body. I started by pushing her legs back to her chest to open up her ass to me so I could lick up all the fluid that had leaked down under her. I systematically worked my way from her toes up her legs to her face, making sure that not an inch of her or drop of sweat was missed by my tongue. When I had my tongue working deep into her shit hole, I could hear her purring.

She balked a bit when I got to her armpits, so I pinned her arms over her head with one hand while I licked each pit clean savoring the penetrating taste of her sweat. I moved to her face.

"Wait." she said gently placing finger on my chin to stop me. I fell into her eyes for what must have been two minutes. It was as if we our souls were fucking and merging. I've never looked into a person through their eyes before but I knew at that moment that I would love this girl for reasons I could not even being to understand. Finally, she smiled and kissed me quickly on the lips.

"Thanks." she said softly and then turned her head and presented her cum-encrusted cheek to me, arching her eyebrow as if to say What are you waiting for?

I spent a long time cleaning her face. When I moved my head back a bit, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"Thank you, whatever your name is." she said in a voice that reminded me of wind chimes and rustling leaves.

"Eric." I replied.

Her eyes went wide in shock.

"Ohmigod!" Her hand went to her mouth for a moment. "You're Eric? Shit, Sarah told me..." Now both hands were clamped over her mouth. She looked spooked.

"What?" Total confusion on my part. "What did Sarah tell you?"

"NevermindIhavetogopee." The words tumbled out of her as she started to wiggle out from under me. I didn't let her go.

"What did she tell you?" I asked again.

"Nothing" she said unconvincing voice. "Okay, some stuff. Maybe we can talk later?" she added hopefully. Just then the door opened and Sarah, fully dressed, stuck her head in.

"Hey guys, I have to drive Chrissy home now; she has a curfew." She looked right at Chrissy "Five minutes and you are in the car. Right?"

Chrissy bounded out of bed and was dressed in a flash. Since she only seemed to wear a sundress and flip flops, it wasn't a lengthy process, and then she was at the door. She paused for a moment and smiled back at me.

"Thank you!" she mouthed then blew me a kiss and vanished.

I made my way to the room I shared with Rick, stripped, and collapsed naked into bed. I was so drained and dazed that I fell instantly asleep. I awoke to the sensation of warm, wet mouth around my cock. I reached down and felt the soft cheek of Sarah. Realizing I was awake, she moved up and straddled me. She gently impaled herself on my erection and fell forward kissing me deeply as she gently fucked me.

"It's about fucking time you woke up, my jaw was getting sore." she teased.

"You set me up tonight, didn't you?" I asked accusingly.

Sarah was nuzzling my neck and whispered into my ear "Totally." After she removed her tongue from my ear, she added "Both of you."

I pushed her up so I could see her face. "What do you mean both of us?"

Sarah smiled and stretched. I couldn't help myself and cupped her wonderful tits in my hands. She placed her hands over mind and started directing me to rub her breasts just the way she liked.

"We knew..." she started

"We? Who is we?" I interrupted.

"Shut up and let me talk." she laughed while still keeping up a nice rolling fucking motion with her hips.

"Me and Rick. And Alexi and some others you don't need to worry about." I could feel her cunt start to clench around my cock as she came in a short, but obviously satisfying orgasm.

"Anyway, we knew that you and Chrissy were perfect for each other so we just put you two together in the right situation and let nature take its course."

I could feel my balls tightening. "How am I perfect for Chrissy?" I gasped as I started to cum inside Sarah. She quickly leaned down and touched her forehead to mine so we were gazing into each other's eyes.

"Come for me, Baby" she whispered fiercely. "Come inside my slutty little cunt, my love. I went off the pill a couple of weeks ago and I'm nice and fertile."

That did it. I blew a load as I grabbed her hips and pulled her down to me hard.

"Baby that is so nice, you are knocking me up. I'm going to get pregnant with your little slutty daughter."

The orgasm didn't stop. As it built the room faded away and I felt like I was made of light and wind. All I was aware of was my throbbing cock and Sarah's voice, then someone else's voice, and then darkness. I opened my eyes to Sarah staring at me from three inches away.

"Welcome back." She teased. "You really got off on getting me pregnant." she laughed and kissed me on my nose. "You are such a fucking pervert!"

My mind started to sputter into life. Pregnant. Sarah. Rick. And then I started to panic. "Shit, I can't get you pregnant, what about Rick?"

Sarah put a mock serious look on her face. "I doubt if you could get Rick pregnant. Although it might be fun to watch you try."

"Get serious Sarah, I can't do that to my best..." Sarah started to laugh.

"Relax Eric, I'm still on the pill, I just said that to get you off."

"Said what to get him off?" Rick asked as he came in the room naked. Sarah glanced over her shoulder at him.

"I told Eric I was fertile while he was fucking me." she explained

"Girl you are wicked!" Rick laughed. "Did it work?" I nodded weakly. Rick climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around the two of us. He kissed Sarah gently "Sweetie, I would love to get you pregnant."

Sarah giggled "Is that a proposal?"

The next thing I remember was darkness and then a bizarre dream about missing my thesis defense because of a squirrel eating my lab results with a light Alfredo sauce.

I woke totally refreshed about 10 am and extricated myself from the intertwined sleeping bodies of Rick and Sarah. I showered and shaved, avoiding the Harley bike that had somehow wound up in the bathroom and headed off to my campus office. I call it my office, but it's really just one desk in a room full of graduate students. I liked going in Saturdays because the grad students' office was quiet and I could get my work done.

About 11:30 the phone in the office rang.

"Grad students' office." I answered.

"Umm hi, is Eric there?" a soft voice asked timidly.

"Speaking" I answered.

"Oh hey Eric. Cool it's you. Ummm, this is Chrissy from last night. You remember, Sarah's sister?" Yeah, like I could forget.

"Hey!" I answered. For some reason I couldn't seem to think of anything to say. There was a long pause.

"I'm going to be on campus about noon, want to meet for lunch?" she asked sweetly.

"Oh yeah." Moron! I thought think of something to say that will actually impress her. "Lunch is nice. We should eat some lunch. At lunchtime, I mean." This was not going well. "And together would be better" I added lamely.

"Good, meet me at Max's in Anderson Hall. Bye, Sweetie," and she hung up. Did she just call me sweetie? I was grinning like a fool. I quickly put down the phone and lost all interest in my work.

At five minutes before noon, I was waiting nervously at a table at Max's, one of the campus eating spots, trying to drink a bottle of water. I was scanning every person that came into Max's and getting a bit worried that maybe she was going to stand me up.

"Got room for another at that table buddy?" someone laughed behind me. I spun around and there she was. Her long black hair was combed out and reached to her ass. She wore daisy dukes and sandals that showed off her long lean legs amazingly, and a bit incongruously a jean vest buttoned up to her neck. She seemed all leg and skinny thigh; I was speechless for a moment and then found my voice.

"Uh yeah, please. I didn't see you come in." I blathered as she smoothly slipped in chair to across from me while I promptly dropped my water bottle on the floor. It rolled under the table and bet down to get it.

"I was here before you." she said, ducking her head under the table and watching me trying to retrieve the water bottle. "I was watching you waiting for me." I finally got back sitting upright after banging my head on the underside of the table. She straightened up too but somehow did it a lot more gracefully and without injury. "You are very cute when you're nervous." she laughed.

"Thanks" I smiled back rubbing the bump on my occipital lobe. "You seem rather calm."

"As if! I had to pee like five times waiting, I was so nervous."

"Nervous about what?" I asked puzzled. Chrissy leaned on the table, her hands supporting her chin and gave a big sigh.

"Because we need to talk and I'm not sure how it's going to go." she said nervously.

"Talk about what?" I was starting to feel like being with Chrissy was like perpetually coming in late to a movie and never quite getting up to speed as to what is going on. I seemed to say "what?" a lot around her.

"What did Sarah tell you about me?" she asked.

"That you were sixteen and in high school. That's about it. Oh yeah, and that you were her half-sister"

"Okay" she straightened up and put her hands on the table in from of her palms down. "I'm not in high school, I'm a freshman here." I nodded "And I'm not sixteen, I just turned twelve."

I digested this for a moment. "No way." I declared confidently. "You don't act twelve and you're a freshman, which means you are probably seventeen or eighteen."

She shook her head with a kind of "gotcha" look on her face "Gifted program." she said triumphantly. I obviously looked confused.

"I'm gifted. You know, super brainy. I started talking at seven months, I could read English, Chinese and Korean at age three. I speak nine languages fluently and without any trace of an accent. I finished high school in one year. I'm a freshman but I'm taking graduate courses in multivariate statistics and macro-economics. I'm here on a special gifted program because my dad and his company are big contributor to this university." This was starting to become a bit surreal. Chrissy looked impatient like she was dealing with a somewhat slow child.

"The Palicambo scholarship?" she asked meaningfully.

I remembered the Palicambo scholarship, but I never linked Sarah and her dad to it. An obvious connection now that Chrissy pointed it out.

"Ahhh" I said. Nothing else came to mind. Well actually something did, but it was only a fantastic image involving my cock and her lips.

"So here I am, the mind of a woman in the body of a child." She licked her lips and lowered her voice "And the sexual appetites of a destroyer full of sailors who've been at sea for a year." The look she gave me was pure lust.

"I see," Another brilliant reply from me, which is about all I could manage, with all the blood from my brain now starting to engorge my cock.

"Holy shit, Eric, are you aways this loquacious?"

"Sorry it's just a lot to take in. But I'm not clear on why Sarah lied? I would have been dying to meet you if I knew what you just told me."

"I know, that was the problem. Because I'm barely twelve you might not see me, Chrissy, but just think of me as another little cunt." she paused meaningfully, "I know all about you," she said with a smile, I started to ask something.

"Shut up and let me talk, Eric" I settled back with a shrug. Yes, this was Sarah's sister all right.

"Sarah and Rick told me everything about you because I made them - including the part about liking underage girls. I was totally freaked when I found out it was you I was with because I wasn't expecting you to be there last night. I kind of wanted to plan making my move to meet you more romantic. Okay maybe not romantic, but well special anyway. I gues I never actually saw a picture of you or anything. Sarah just described you to me. All that stuff Sarah told me about you, especially the perverted stuff, I really, really liked. And I mean a liked a lot. Especially the perverted stuff. After all, any guy that Sarah is in love with has got be something special."

I sat upright in my seat. Sarah was in love with me? I felt the earth fall away for a moment.

Chrissy glanced at my shocked face and gasped. "Ohmigod! You didn't know she is in love with you, did you?"

I shook my head.

"Well I guess that's no longer a secret." she said offhandedly. She peered at me like she was inspecting a specimen of some kind. "Are all guys this stupid when it comes to relationships?"

She sighed heavily. "Never mind, that's a given."

I was still a bit shell shocked at the revelation Sarah is in love with me? Wow! I focused again on Chrissy.

"Chrissy, I'll be honest, I'm still shocked about Sarah because... I mean... are you serious about her being in love with me?" Chrissy just smiled and nodded "And I was already nervous because I'm trying to make a good impression on you. And then you go and..." I just sort of trailed off not sure what I was trying to say.

She leaned forward, "You already made a good impression," her voice was soft and her eyes gentle, "last night around, oh say, my tenth orgasm." She suddenly sat up straight and looked around. "Are you hungry?" she asked brightly, "Because I'm not, I'm just really horny."

"I have an idea then," I was starting to think straight again, and I definitely wanted to fuck this angel, "let's go back to frat house."

"I have a better idea," she replied with a wicked look, "let's go back to my house." I agreed and about twenty minutes later, we were pulling into the driveway of a huge expensive house in the "right" part of town. I was impressed. The house said money, but discrete and classy money.

I parked Chrissy's BMW where she indicated. I had wondered about how she got it to school, but after a moment's reflection, I decided I really didn't want to know.

Chrissy stopped me as we walked to the front door. She turned and confronted me with an expression that was pure serious business. Her voice was measured and even, like she was reciting something from memory.

"Eric, this is the Palicambo estate. Before you are allowed in, you have to agree to some conditions. The one you have to agree to now before you can even pass through the front door is that you can never speak to anyone about what you see or hear or do on this property. Rick has been a guest here and... well, he's your best friend and you never knew right?" That was true, Rick had never mentioned coming here. I wondered what else I had not been aware of as well.

"And if I do say anything?" I asked teasingly. Chrissy stared at me long and hard before she replied. I thought I saw her lip tremble just a bit.

"Then your life will suddenly be very short and extremely painful." She looked like she was about to cry, "Eric, stop joking! Once you cross through that door, you are in a very different world with its own rules and its own reality; and once you been in that reality, you can never go back to where you are now." She forced a smile "Kind of like Hotel California without the funky guitar solo at the end."

She pointed to three lines carved above the oak and brass door. The first read, No choices are right or wrong, they are only choices, and our choices are all we are. That one made sense to me. The next one was cool, Abandon judgment, all ye who enter here. Now that one I knew was ripped off from somewhere, but the third one made no sense to me; All things are true, including those that are false.

I felt her hot breath on my ear as she whispered "Last and only chance Eric, in or out?"

I turned to Chrissy "I'm in." I said confidently. Chrissy squealed with delight and threw her arms around me, which was a good thing. Anything that involved physical contact with her delicious skinny body was a very good thing.

"I'm so happy Eric!" she cried into my shoulder. She pulled back, looked at me with tears streaming down her face, then her mouth was on mine. I opened my mouth and felt her wonderful tongue darting around. I started licking it gently and felt a slight suction from her. Understanding her need, I let my saliva flow and felt her body tremble a little as she greedily drank it from me. We slowly broke the kiss with gently little licks to the other's lips.

She pulled me toward the door "Let's go inside, Eric I really have to get fucked right now." I didn't see her do anything, but the door swung open silently. As we entered two men in dark suits separated me from Chrissy and escorted me to another doorway.

"Don't worry, Eric," she called out, "everyone has to be vetted the first time. I'll wait for you in the study." I went along, trusting her.

The next hour or so was spent in an office with a middle-aged man who never smiled and had his gray hair in an extreme military style crew cut, which oddly enough went well with the very nasty scar across the whole left side of his face. He was lean, tanned and had that look that made you just know that his vocational training had consisted exclusively of learning how to blow things up and kill people in many creative ways with ordinary objects. He asked a lot of strange questions while consulting a laptop then stared intently at me while I answered. My escorts, the two men in dark suits who now stood silent and motionless by the door wearing sunglasses and testosterone were even scarier.

After the interview which seemed to have no internal logic to it at all, I was shown into the study where Chrissy was sitting naked on a couch watching some kind of porn on a big screen TV and masturbating slowly. The screen went dark as I entered the room.

"Hi Eric sorry I couldn't wait so I did went ahead and did the foreplay by myself." she gasped as her body stiffened -- she moaned as she came. I was amazed at how much I loved looking at her body; it was so perfect, flat-chested, long coltish legs, slim hips and ass, long skinny arms and a smooth girlish mound. I could see the reason for her buttoned-up-to-the-neck vest today, her neck and upper chest were a mass of hickeys and other marks from last night's gang bang. I gazed at pre-teen Asian schoolgirl face, her dark brown eyes and long straight black hair, emphasizing how young she was.

I quickly dropped my clothes and stepped between her spread legs, my erection swaying before me. Chrissy looked up with a wild and frenzied look "Want to fuck my twelve-year-old pussy?" she teased as she reached out and encircled my cock with her hand. "My underage, wet little Asian slut cunt?"

I roughly pushed her back, dropped to my knees and in one smooth move slid right to the hilt in the softest, snuggest and warmest cunt I have ever felt. As I hit bottom, Chrissy's eyes went wide open and her mouth puckered into a silent "Oh!" I lost it then, I started fucking her like crazy, running my hands all over her young body as she wrapped her legs around me.

Thoughts would not form, I was only aware of my lust and the intense physical sensations of our bodies moving together. We were kissing each other frantically, even desperately; I was moaning and she was whimpering. I was able to reach round to her ass and easily slip two fingers up her shit-hole, As I finger-fucked her ass in counterpoint to my thrusts into her cunt, she started to cum. She screamed long and loud while her body was thrashing and bucking. The walls of her cunt started pulsating, massaging my cock until it felt like the cum was being sucked from my balls. I shoved a third finger hard into her ass as I drove my cock as deep as I could get inside her. I spurted three or four times as she whimpered in my ear "All your spunk Eric in me, I need it please, oh fuck Jesus, fucking whore slut Mary, shit! God keep going, my darling perverted man. I love you Eric, please fill me up!"

And then she had the big one; a true petit mort. She started grunting and snorting, her eyes rolling back in her head -- her slender legs squeezed me so hard it hurt while her back stiffened and arched lifting us both right off the couch with her nails digging into my shoulders so hard I knew she was drawing blood. Her anal ring contracted so hard that my fingers were ejected explosively from her. As I drifted down from my post orgasmic haze, I could feel her body twitching spasmodically and wondered if she was having some kind of seizure.

She slowly sagged back on the couch. I fell to my knees, my cock slipping out of her with a squelchy sound. I fell back on my ass so I was sitting between her spread legs, my head resting on her sweaty, trembling thigh with my face about six inches from where my cum was starting to ooze out of her gaping, red and swollen pussy. I brought the fingers that had been in her ass to my face and savored the aroma of her. I could smell a hint of Strawberry and smiled; the little slut had lubed her ass. I popped the fingers in my mouth and sucked the musky mix off them. Then I leaned forward and was starting to lick the sweat and fluid smeared on her inner thighs as her hands came and gently rested on my head.

I kissed the swollen lips of her cunt as Chrissy played gently with my hair. I was about to start on the serious task of cleaning her out when I heard a polite cough from behind me. I snapped my head around to see a naked East Indian woman, perhaps about 20 years old, standing there. She had large breasts with heavy black nipples, each of which was pierced with a sturdy steel ring. A strong-looking chain had been passed through each ring. The chain looped down her body so that the two ends of the chain joined at a third smaller ring that appeared to pass through her clitoral hood. Her body was hairless and well toned -- I could see her abdominal muscles -- but her narrow waist flared out into an unusually wide pelvis and hips.

The woman was standing motionless with her head bowed. Chrissy reached over and guided my face back to her pussy. This obviously was normal for her. I decided to see how this would unfold.

"Speak." Chrissy said casually to the woman. I was starting to lick delicately at the folds of her pussy, softly just in case she was still sensitive.

"Mistress Julie sends a reminder that it is almost three o'clock." The woman said in a soft accented voice. Chrissy suddenly pushed me away so that I landed on my ass.

"Holy shit!" she cried as she jumped to her feet, "I forgot I have to babysit." She turned to the woman, who I was now thoroughly examining from my vantage point on the floor, "Go to Mistress Julie and tell her I'm on my way." Chrissy ordered. The woman backed away with her head bowed.

"So I'll let myself out then?" I asked hesitantly figuring that my afternoon with Chrissy has now preempted.

"No way Eric, you're coming with me to babysit." She grabbed my hand and tugged me to my feet. I could see my cum starting to leak down her leg. Chrissy quickly wiped it up with her finger and popped it in her mouth rather nonchalantly.

"Fine by me," I replied, relieved that I was staying, "I'll just find my underwear and..." Chrissy started to pull me to the door.

"Eric, this house is clothing optional but nudity is preferred, so haul ass!" As she pushed me out of the room, I realized how much I really starting to like this place. I was walking naked down a hallway with a twelve-year-old girl I had just fucked, in fact who still had my cum leaking down her leg, on the way to babysit in the nude. I still was unclear how that Indian woman fit into it all. Probably just the maid. Of course there was still that scary guy from the interview... butler? Probably not.

The house was so big that I know we crossed two counties getting from one part of it to another. As we walked, Chrissy and I had our arms around each other's waist. I loved feeling her naked body pressed up against my side.

"I'm sorry Eric, My sister Julie gets a bit fussy about who baby-sits the twins; she says can't trust anyone to look after them as well as I can." I kissed the top of her head. "She has a really important client to meet this afternoon so…" she grinned up at me, "you and I get some kiddie time."

"You must be really good with kids for your sister to feel that way." I commented.

"Of course I'm good with kids." she answered casually, "I'm a pedophile."

I stopped suddenly making Chrissy stumble. "Your sister wants a pedophile to babysit her kids?" Chrissy smiled and nodded. "But what if you molest them?"

"What do you mean if?" she retorted, "That's WHY she wants me to babysit, because she knows I WILL molest them." I know I looked as puzzled as I felt, but not so puzzled to prevent my cock from starting to swell.

"Look Eric," she snuggled back beside me and we stared walking, but now her hand curled around my hardening cock. "Everyone has a little neuro-hormonal switch inside that at some point in our lives flips on and turns us into sexually-aware animals. Some of us are born with the switch already in the 'on' position, like I was, but most people have it flip on at some random time during their lives. In our family, we like to flip it on as early as possible." She gave my cock a squeeze. "It's more fun and healthy for everyone, especially the kids. Instead of letting it flip because of some accidental event, we like to be in control of our sexuality."

"And so your job is to turn the switches on for the twins?" I asked as Chrissy started to slowly jacking off my semi hard cock. It was still a bit tender, but I there was no way that I wanted her to stop.

"No! It's the parent's responsibility to do that. I just help out with the kids because they can be demanding on Julie and I kind of give her a break. Because I'm a pedophile, I have a real way with them and I'm really sensitive to their sexual needs and desires, especially the kinky ones. It really does give Julie a rest and a chance to get some adult time. I'm kind of a nanny-whore." she smiled at me. "And you are going to help me be that today." My suddenly going from semi erect to rock hard as she said that gave me away. Chrissy squeezed my erection and laughed, "And something tells me you don't mind that a bit."

"Not at all." I admitted. If felt good to be able to admit that freely, even if cautiously.

"Problem is that Julie only wants a pedophile to babysit and I am the only one at home nowadays so ..." She stopped and grabbed onto my arm. She looked up at me with those smoky brown eyes. "At least I was until you showed up." She licked my shoulder quickly.

"Well," I was suddenly a bit nervous. I was uncomfortable about actually labeling myself a pedophile even though I had been betrayed by my own cock a few seconds earlier. "I guess that all depends on what you mean by a pedo..." I started to hedge but Chrissy interrupted me.

"Eric, in this house being a pedophile is very cool. You can actually admit to it and people envy you for being one. It's one of the reasons that Sarah thought we would be perfect for each other. I remember her saying how lucky our kids would be with two pedophile parents."

"Whoa, our kids?" I stopped. That was a smack upside my head I didn't see coming. Then the world righted itself and it all just felt so very right. Chrissy was looking up at me expectantly. "Yeah," I said smiling at her as I put my arm around her shoulder .

"Yeah, our kids. They are going to be very lucky." As I spoke those words, I knew I passed yet some unanticipated point of no return. I started walking again, naked and my erection proudly leading the way, with my arm around the also naked future mother of my children and the sister of the woman I was in love with. I had no idea how I was ever going to sort all this out, meanwhile up ahead I could hear the sounds of a full-blown temper tantrum.

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