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Subject: NEW PART 10: Par-don the Hard-on (Mg Mg group/cons/incst/het/ etc!)
Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 17:18:05 -0700
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usual disclaimer: be of age to read; pure fiction; no reposting for
profit; property of the author.
author's notes: header 'indicators' apply to the whole story, which can
be found through 'google, asi, search', or www.storiesonline.net .
"Par-don the Hard-on" ~oafish
part 10
Giggling and gasping, chortling and jiggling, Penny and I had to almost
'begin again'! The little six-year-old was, once again, a slippery,
sticky mess of hot, damp, little girl flesh!
Pulling her languid limpness up from her supine, half-conscious cuddle
on the toilet seat, my fingers disappearing in the slick crevices of her
delectable, damp rolls of porcine perfection, I stood the roundness of
the citrine child before me... *and forcefully blew an emphatic
'zerbert' against the mysteriously deep hollow of her navel!* She
shrieked in delight as quivers of vibrations rippled through the buttery
softness of her fat, little belly. Her pudgy fingers gripped my
shoulders; her mouth was slack with joyful wonder; I gazed into the
black pools of her exquisitely tilted oriental eyes... she spread her
knees as the warm, wet washcloth gently cupped the pliant softness of
her flushed crotch.
Kneading and stoking the oversensitive folds of her sex, I leaned
forward to suck a whole immature fatbag of a someday-tittie into my
mouth. Back up through the crack of her butt, the washcloth travelled,
as my tongue toyed with the incongruous hardness of a tiny nipple! She
moaned, then giggled, as her hands clutched the back of my head and her
groin slowly rocked in my grasp.
It seemed to take an eternity before we somehow managed to get each
other 'clean'... or at least somewhat 'juices-free'... and wrapped in
big fluffy towels. Finally emerging from our 'hermitage' in the
little half-bath, I followed Penny through the kitchen. The sight of
those pale, round shoulders in contrast to the waving blackness of her
shinning hair. The stark white of the towel wrapped around her, failing
to conceal the rose-flush of the bottom half of her full little buns!
The plumpness of those stout legs... leading to the fatty-slap of bare,
little feet against the tiled floor! The way she held those full little
arms, waving and undulating out to either side, as she skipped and
happily cavorted by the kitchen table! My towel bulged with it's attempt
to conceal the thickness of my meat within!
_'How could I still be in such a state of half-arousal?'_ I wondered to
myself. _'I'm nearly fifty years old! I've already cum in and on more
succulent bodies today... more times than I can remember!"_ I tried to
recall it all. 'There had been Pamela in the chair, 'n Mae behind
Poppy's wheelchair, 'n little Penny in the bathroom just now, 'n before
all that... the car, the sauna... but was that today? ...or yesterday?
..or *both days?!*'_ My mind was awhirl!... I knew my cock was sore! It
was a wonder my balls weren't dragging on the floor!
And then we were through the dining room, and I just froze at the
entrance of the living room. Everybody's happy grins were blazing in my
face as my uncaring cock ripped, throbbing in instant hunger, up through
the split in my towel!
The cheers and gasps of appreciation at my monumental, sudden erection
belied the sacrificial look of the tableau that was literally spread
before me! Polly was lying on her back along the length of the
coffee table. The cinnamon of her legs hung to either side. Every
tightly corded muscle gleamed in red-brown articulated, robust health as
my eyes involuntarily swept into the teenagers groin! Her shaved pussy
was split and openly drooling and pulsing with desire! Redly flushed
inner lips distended and winking, I saw the flex and throb of the girl's
minutely humping inner thighs! The hard bulge of her fatless mons led to
the highly defined plaques of her muscled abdomen! A riot of ribs was
hardly softened by the glowing sheen of her taunt skin and little knots
of hard muscle! *Tits!* Polly's breasts looked to be as hard as the rest
of her! True spheres of turgid, tennis-ball sized flesh topped with
pinkly-brown pencil erasers enticingly vibrated with the girl's
excitement!
Her head was thrown back over the far edge of the coffee table. My head
was filled with her voracious moans as I watched the light gleam off
every angular, hard-muscled inch of the sweaty, ruddy-brown,
sixteen-year-old goddess! Polly's lanky arms were up, curled back and
crushing down on the honey-toned thighs of her squatting and spread
sister!
Pamela's half-lidded eyes held mine for an instant, as she humped her
hairless ten-year-old twat on her big sister's tongue! The sounds of
growling moans and liquid slurping! The little jiggle of her tiny
purplish-rose buds! The slack-mouth drool of her own building
emotion was interrupted by her grinning demand.
"Fuck 'er, Mr. Paul! *Fuck 'er, hard!*"
Falling, stiff armed, to hold the side edges of the coffee table, the
red-pink of my abused cock glided up the damp, dusky, hardness of the
trembling teenager's inner thigh. My mouth closed, sloppily sucking on
the top of one firm tit as the scorching softness of Polly's spread twat
sought to engulf the head of my cock. *Hot! Hard! Her vaginal opening
jammed, unrelenting, against me!* She grunted into her sister's cunt and
drove her pelvis, wantonly, against the steel of my dick!
Stalemate! My rock-hard cock wouldn't quit; her horny, tightly muscled,
little cunt wouldn't give! Quivering, trembling with effort and desire,
we were poised on the brink of either heaven ...or disaster... for
almost forever!
I could feel my own pulse beating the length of my hardon. The tip could
feel/ sense the volcanic heat of her hunger. I heard her whine through
her nose into her humping sister's crotch, as slowly... ever so
toturously slowly... I began to feel the steel band of her hormone
flooded twat relent. Painfully, I gained a quarter inch or so...
slowly forcing her open, another half inch buried itself in her heat. A
sudden twitch of her cunt... and her mahogany twat was strangling the
head of my cock! I paused... then maniacally drove my rampant boner
another inch into the wanton girl's resisting body! She squealed into
her sister's twisting crotch! ...And I heard...
*"Make her take it! She wants it! Make her take ALL of it!"*
Pulling back just a tad, against the throbbing grip on my dick, I
slammed forward with all my might and drove myself into Polly's fiery
channel of unbroached lust! Her hips drove up to meet me and I was
suddenly buried to the hilt! Athletic cunt muscles fluttered and really
pummelled the length of my cock as nature's hormones dictated the
action. I just held on to the coffee table as, still bottomed out, that
madly pounding teenage twat took me for the ride of my life! Her hips
were twisting and bouncing off the table! She had her legs waving,
tensed and rippling, straight out to either side! Her toes were
arching and spreading, then clenching! Her abs were knotted, almost
obscenely, in a gross cramp of lust! Our groins stayed glued to each
other's, as her internal muscles wrenched and twisted, writhed and
rippled, fluttered and ground against the invasion of my pole!
Polly was screaming in Pamela's twat! The little girl was holding my
shoulders for balance! The coffee table was hopping and bouncing! My
eyes were suddenly screwed shut, and I could 'see' the muscles of
Polly's mahogany twat throbbing and gyrating about my swelling meat! My
back arched! I heard myself roar in a guttural animal bellow as blast
after blast ripped through me to saturate the teenager's lust!
I came back to awareness, if not consciousness, to the sound of cheering
applause. I was having a little difficulty breathing, as it seems the
our three-some tangle had somehow met the floor... and of course, I was
on the bottom.
Poppy, Mae and Penny were all but beside themselves as they voiced their
enthusiasm for the display.
My unfocused eyes beheld a blurred vision of drooling lips, sweat
sheened limbs, a variety of curves and pinkly tipped spires... as I
chortled:
"heh-heh...Well, par-don *my* hard-on!"
(to be continued... comments, here or email, solicited. ~o.)