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Date: Sat, 28 Jan 2006 10:57:33 +0000
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Thanksgiving It was a tradition that lingered in our family for nearly a hundred
years. Living in such a tiny town where there were less than a hundred people,
we could get away with tradition without anyone, other than my family, knowing
what we do... what we love doing even on a daily basis. You see, the Grant
family was a group of family members all comprised of practicing pedophiles.
Even the older children were pedophiles. My mother and father were actually
brother and sister, my aunts and uncles were brothers and sisters. We were truly
one hell of a family that kept the family genes in the family jeans. All the sex
between us was fun. We would share our children with each other whenever one of
us wanted a thrill for the night. Incest was never a taboo in our family, but a
treat - never anything to dread, but to anticipate. Even my eight year-old
cousin Jared, a boy with a gorgeous cock asked my wife and I if he could borrow
our four year-old son for a night in the sack. "Sure," we told him. I scooped
Jordan Jr. up in my arms and let the eight year-old take him for the night. Even
my wife Sarah borrowed six year-old Amber, my niece, sister, aunt or whatever
the hell she was to us for a weekend, while I had four year-old Eliza, sharing
the bed with us. That's the way our family was and today would be no different.
My Gramm and Sarah prepared the dinner table for the delicious turkey dinner we
would eat in six hours, but for now the table was being prepared for a whole
different kind of feast. It always reminds me of those nights during the late
summer when the family would get together at Fort Peck Lake(no kidding)and we'd
gather around the tents and drop the names of our children in a hat. All of us
adults along with some of the older kids would take a name, whether it was a boy
or a girl, and would take the child they selected to their tent and start
fucking. We would all fuck day and night at the lake and you could hear the
grunting and the panting echoing through the forest and across the lake. One
time we nearly got caught by a couple of hunters that were wandering through the
woods that happened upon our camp. Grandpa was on his sleeping bag in front of a
roaring fire, exposed in plain view to these hunters, revealing his fat cock
being rammed in little Billy's ass. Of course we took steps and my brother Greg
came up behind them quietly and put a round in each of their heads. We buried
the bodies in the woods and we still use their graves each summer as our pissing
ground. Anyway, we grown ups were extremely hungry. Aunt Mary came out with the
children from the bathroom - their little bodies naked and freshly bathed were
so tasty looking that I could hardly wait for the feast to begin. Those little
boys and girls. They were birthed just for our pleasure and once they got a
little too old for us, we gave our children out to marry so they could keep
procreating to keep supplying the family with plenty of children for our
desires. The children we had now were aged four to nine. They would be a great
feast. Since our family was way to large to accommodate all of us, we split up
in groups and everyone had their own dinner going. "Its time!" Gramm said. We
all stood up and went to the dinner table and the crystal bowl sat at the edge -
scraps of paper with the names of our little ones written on them. Ten year-old
Brandy, nine year-old Lucas as well as the ever horny, eight year-old Jared were
going to join the adults this year and from now on - feasting on their own
little holiday children. They were as excited as we were. They were fidgeting
and restless as they could hardly wait to start eating, that the three of them
had stripped naked before the rest of us could get our shirts or blouses off. I
must say, I have never seen such enthusiasm since I was their age. The little
ones were well conditioned to sex and knew what it was. They could take fat
cocks into their assholes or tight pussies, that not a scream could be heard -
only the sweet songs of grunts, moans and delightful gasps. Christmas was even
better. But that's another story unto itself. The three older kids were so
anxious and ready to eat that we let them pick first. After all, our little ones
were all beautiful and it didn't matter who got whom. "I got Timmy! Yippie!"
Lucas cried joyfully. Timmy was four. "I got Carrie! I got Carrie!" Brandy
bellowed. Carrie was three. "Cool! I got Andy!" Jared said happily. Andy was a
quiet six year-old boy. The rest of us chose as well. Chester selected eight year-
old Brittany, a beautiful blonde with the prettiest sky-blue eyes and the
freshest looking skin, beautifully formed body with a wicked ass that could
cause a man to melt just by looking at it.
Randal got four year-old Patrick, a handsome boy with delicate blue eyes, and
dirty blonde hair that was left long on purpose, as it enhanced his looks - and
just the best little ass I ever had the pleasure of eating during a picnic last
week. I drew David's name, my seven year-old boy cousin who was a sweet treat
and had a tasty cock, not to mention that pink asshole. The holidays were going
to be great this year. Sarah drew four year-old Eliza, Grandpa got six year-old
Amber and Gramm got my four year-old son Jordan Jr. We were all set. The three
eldest kids, whom I referred to as the three musketeers, picked up their choices
and carried them to the table as did we. We sat them on the dining room table.
Those of us that were going to eat(Aunt Mary was sick with the flu and wasn't in
the mood) had our little ones propped in various positions. The table was
perfectly set with a colorful floral decoration, gravy boats filled with edible
lubricants and moist napkins, aluminum straws, penis shaped dildos that vibrated
and various leather goods that some like to use. I was very simple, but Grandpa
love to get kinky with the leathers. As I sat at the table, I had David on his
knees - his cute milky-white ass staring me in the face waiting, it seemed, for
pleasure. David turned his cute face to me and smiled. In a year or two this boy
would be feasting on his own holiday child, but today he was mine. I smiled
backed. I looked over the table and Brandy had her face buried between Carrie's
legs, her tongue shoved deep into her three year-old crack, licking that tiny
cunt that seemed to ooze those delightful juices that could drive you wild. I
couldn't believe how far Brandy had her tongue in Carrie. Any deeper, she could
probably get the tip close to Carrie's Hymen, polishing it with her saliva.
Jared was impressive. He had been taught well. He had Andy on his hands and
knees - his mouth shifting from Andy's asshole down to his cock, licking and
sucking with overwhelming effervescence that he was moaning as if licking a
spoon filled with fudge cake frosting. Andy moaned and grunted as Jared's mouth
worked on overdrive, those balls being squeezed by those slick lips. Lucas had
Timmy on his hands and knees, facing toward him - Lucas' cock sliding back and
forth into Timmy's mouth while Lucas fingered his hole. Chester was having the
time of his life with Brittany. She moaned as he ran his tongue up and down her
ass, doing what I couldn't believe he was doing. With his tongue, Chester was
able to push past Brittany's strong rectal muscles and get internal licks,
licking the wet walls of her anus. She seemed to enjoy that warm, moist tongue
as it slid into her like a snake entering a rabbit's warren. When he had had
enough of her ass, he shifted the young girl, making her lay on her back,
spreading her slender legs far apart, the hairless mound so perfect, sweet and
juicy - inviting Chester in for awhile. He took his hard cock and rubbed
Brittany's clitoris back and forth, making the eight year-old squeal in delight
as she felt that hard, warm cock against her, then he entered her with extreme
prejudice, drilling his sex deep into that warm cunt, feeling that vagina, so
wet grasping at his cock tightly - her pussy lips widely stretched that I nearly
blew my own wad as I watched him go at it. Chester began to pound into her and
Brittany began to grunt and pant as his cock slid through tough vaginal muscles,
which bit down with challenging pressure as he slid in and out of her with
intense erotic hunger. His eyes seemed to whisper silent prayers of thank you's
to an unseen sex goddess that created this moment of sensual bliss, that he was
crying out as he rammed back and forth, fucking her like there was no tomorrow.
She began to gasp as Chester did, his fat cock digging into her, writing his
name into her pelvic bone with each incestuous push of his groin. "Uh! Uh! Uh!
Uh! Uh!" Brittany cried as Chester fucked hard and deep into the very center of
this doll, this creature of intense beauty that just to peer into her soulful
eyes made Chester squirt his seed. First it came in tiny strings, then that
tight grip which held his cock hostage milked him hard, then those tiny strings
became steady streams, flooding the girl, filling her pussy full of cum that it
began to slosh out of her crack each time he pushed forward. "Oh Fuck!" Chester
cried. Nevertheless, Chester fucked and fucked, never stopping once, even when
the last of his orgasm was exhausted, until the onset of the next volley began
to fill Brittany's preteen vagina. I shifted my gaze to Randal and saw he was
working Patrick's four year-old ass - his tongue lapping at that tight puckered
pink hole. Patrick was giggling as his uncle licked his butt and played with his
little cock. Randal's cock was so fiercely hard and red as a beet that I could
tell that he was an inferno that was ready to be unleashed from the depths of
the earth, like a flood of molten lava.
Randal took the toddler and flipped him over and engulfed the child's penis, his
lips squeezing tightly around the base of Patrick's cock - milking the shaft of
that little dick until it grew perfectly hard in Randal's mouth. No longer
giggling, Patrick was panting and moaning as those greedy lips slid back and
forth, gripping the baby's cock with evil zeal, choking the veins and arteries
that lie beneath the tenderness of that dick skin. That mouth worked so fast
that Randal could now feel Patrick's cock beginning to pulse and throb on his
tongue - Patrick moaning, then erotic screams filled the room as powerful orgasm
reverberated throughout the child's body like the surging and ebbing of tidal
forces. Patrick's come had been infectious that Randal had begun to ejaculated
in long, forceful streams that the globs pooled on Patrick's belly, some of it
landing on the table. Grandpa was panting, his face drenched in sweat as he
pounded his lengthy cock, deep into six year-old amber, humping and pumping -
Amber mildly crying as Grandpa rammed into her, ripping through her tightness
with avidity, searching the depths of her warm, moist abyss with the probe that
hung between his aged legs. Gramm was so enveloped by my son's little four year-
old cock that he was moaning and gasping as her Jurassic lips milked my little
boy. I was proud by hearing his angelic cries and groans as I knew he was
learning how to love the true Foster way. Gramm would occasionally lick his
balls, then run that organ down to his toddler asshole and take quick licks,
then when she was quite satisfied that Jordan Jr. was hard and long enough, she
stood up eased partially over the table and let my son's penis slide ever so
easily into Gramm's withered crack and began pumping her hips into his little,
hairless groin. He was sweating buckets as his Grammy fucked him non-stop and I
knew he was having orgasms as he stared blankly and cried out in erotic
pleasure. Gramm kept pumping and Jordan Jr. kept coming. Sarah was eating
whipped cream out of four year-old Eliza's pussy. The little girl howled as my
wife just shifted the cool cream in and out of her smooth crack, Sarah's right
index finger deeply planted into Eliza's rectum, finger fucking her hard and
sweet, making the toddler grunt and gasp as my wife's tongue brought the little
girl into the throes of a surging climax. Across the table, Lucas had laid Timmy
flat on the table surface, flat on his back - Lucas also on the table - laying
over Timmy with his groin to his face, Lucas' cock planted between his lips,
pumping his dick in and out, thrusting deep into the four year-old's mouth until
those tender lips kissed the base of his flesh. Lucas thrust with such a
ferocity that I feared he would damage his penis by the force of every thrust.
Timmy was going to be sore by the second feast. I on the other hand had licked
David so hungrily that he moaned strongly that his own cock grew hard. I quit
licking his hole, and turned the kid over so I could suck that perfect cock. It
was soft and tasted wonderful and I looked forward to the night when I would bed
with this incredible seven year-old boy, who loved to pump his groin into my
face, making that circumcised prick slide all the way until my lips kissed the
outer skin that covered his bladder. "Uh ... Uh ... Ooh! Jordan! Suck ... Uh!
Ah! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Suck! ... It! ... Harder!" David Gasped. Any harder, and the
boy was apt to hyperventilate and pass out. I milked the boy and David was paid
with an intense climax that rippled through him like a wake on a millpond. He
screamed so loud that everyone stopped fucking and looked at the seven year-old
who was in the clutches of a wicked orgasm. I could feel his awesome penis
pulsate and writhe on my tongue, like I was sucking on a sack of worms. As I
continued sucking, I dipped my left finger into the gravy boat filled with the
edible lubricant, then lubricated David's asshole in and out. When he melted to
the climax that was fading into history, I grabbed the boy and settled him onto
his hands and knees, then I parted his warm butt-cheeks with my fiercely hard
cock and poked through his hole and began to thrust wildly, pumping my plate of
little boy ass, fucking his ass with so much lustful effort that the floor
beneath our feet was creaking and moving as the dining room table was being
rocked in so many different directions, that the laws of motion were being
rewritten. Grandpa fucking in one direction, Gramm in another, I going one way
and Lucas still over Timmy in pelvic motions to that child's mouth in another
direction. I rammed hard and David groaned and grunted as my cock just widened
that pink orifice, plunging into a dark, moist warm abyss. I became overly
excited at the site of Brandy and Carrie. Carrie was now flat on her back,
laying on the floor, Brandy sitting over Carrie's face - her tongue in Brandy's
dripping wet pussy, that pink tongue tightly inserted between those hairless
crack lips. It got me harder and hornier that I began squirting hard into
David's ass that he began to gasp, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ooh! So Warm! I watched Brandy
and Carrie go at it for a bit then I saw Jared pissing into Andy's mouth, urine
dripping onto the table and floor in pools. Chester still had Brittany on her
back, her legs spread far apart. Chester had taken to the aluminum straw and was
sucking his own sperm out of her crack along with some of her pussy juice.
Randal had filled Patrick at both ends. Some of his pearly-white cream oozed out
of his little hole and Randal happily licked at the tiny trickles. He also
enjoyed shoving his tongue into Patrick's mouth, tasting his warm mouth -
transmitting the flavors of the boy's ass. Gramm was breast-feeding Jordan Jr.
and he seemed to enjoy this particular activity. Gramm was getting up there in
age that she tired quickly. But not Grandpa, he was now butt-fucking Amber with
unmerciful pounding. The old geezer kept his pace and kept loading the little
girl with sperm. Sarah did something I never saw her do before which caused me
to shoot a strong volley of cum into David's ass. Sarah sat over Eliza's face on
the floor, Sarah's upper body supported by shaky arms, Sarah had been struck
with a sudden menstrual flow that she was now sliding her pussy back and forth
on Eliza's face - the bloody discharge painting the girl's face into a mask of
blood and other fluids, tendrils of the oozing pussy leaking between Eliza's
lips - ingesting that concoction of cunt juices. More sperm filled David's ass
as I watched everyone. This, by far, had been the best holiday orgy and I could
hardly handle the fire that burned rich in this dinning room. The room was
redolent with come and the turkey that was making its way to being done. ***
Four nearly six hours, we all fucked the children leaving their bellies full of
sperm. The assholes and pussies had been penetrated multiple times and filled.
The table was a mess as our strings of the white semen littered the table with
globs, pools of urine and sweat. The turkey perfumed the house and our blessed
meal was ready. Gramm and Sarah had tended to the bird. Brandy cleaned the table
while Aunt Mary bathed the children once more, making their bodies presentable
once again and ready to eat dinner. Later tonight after we worked that delicious
dinner down, we had all decided that we would trade off kids and spend the
remainder of the evening in bed fucking until the dawn painted the sky with
blue, then crimson. Another holiday had passed and I still believe that this had
been the best thus far and would remember it fondly with my balls quivering, my
cock hard as a rod and my mouth watering for the next holiday. I only wished I
knew who I would be fucking next. Perhaps I would suggest we started practicing
every holiday there was, from every religion to the nationals. In any event, I
or anyone else for that matter, didn't need the excuse of a holiday to fuck the
children - we could gather and have our orgies whenever we felt, after all we
were a family united and nothing stood between us and sex. The End.
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