.\fs28 His balls exploded, his cock slid all the way into the woman who seemed very-very talented in her doing\emdash in her doing HIM! Her pussy snapped shut about his cock, squeezing it despite how slippery it was. Up and down, down and up she went and repeated her talent repeatedly. It was almost more than Will could stand.
\tab But he stood a little more and in just under three minutes showered the woman\rquote s cunt interior with his love juice. Gobs of his love juice dribbled down his cock coating his balls. Everyone could see his cock pulse and throb; his hands clamped tightly to the woman\rquote s ass\emdash she moved up some, then slid down to fully engulf his prick. She did this a few more times before sliding off his cock, turning around\emdash planting her cummy cunt onto his face and \ldblquote going down\rdblquote on his cummy cock.
\tab Samantha and Jolene were blown away by the act, they stopped friggin\rquote themselves to watch in awe as the \ldblquote whoever\rdblquote displayed an awesome array of sexual prowess. The woman gobbled every bit of the teen\rquote s cock, worked it, squeezed his balls, fingered his virgin asshole, and brought the boy to another amazing hot throbbing errection.
\tab He was all out of cum, though, and only anointed her womanly face with a clear liquid goo. The woman licked it all clean, rubbing the dick all over her face then licking the dick until it glistened clean.
\tab Will was in agony. He had never even been so\emdash not when jacking off or being naughty with Holly. He was virtually useless and had to be pulled off the bed by Sam and Jolene. He lay on the floor with Jolene perched on his face. Sam sat on his cock and when it was \ldblquote hard enough\rdblquote she placed it up into her sex\emdash as per inner mind command.
\tab On the bed lay a trembling naked Holly. She needed some sun, she was kinda lily white\emdash despite skinny dipping antics, running nude in the woods, and laying out basking in noonday sun on a boulder in the woods where she camped with her horny brother. Her pussy was nice, very nice, trimmed and virginal.
\tab Jolene\rquote s son, Johnny, got the task to \ldblquote break\rdblquote Holly in. Firstly was an introduction\emdash fingering followed closely by \ldblquote tonguing.\rdblquote The naked boy had a rigid boner and was only partially embarrassed at being naked in front of strangers.
\tab Johnny and his sister, Brenda, had been somewhat naughty, but they were brother and sister and so it was a given. Johnny had rubbed his cock against the bare ass of his sibling, up her crack and watched her pee. Johnny had shown her how boys \ldblquote played\rdblquote with their pee-pees and when it was hard, Brenda took over trying to make it harder (and longer.)
\tab But that was as far as it went.
\tab But Holly wasn\rquote t Brenda. Holly was a little older (by a couple of years) and had bigger breasts, more hair on her pie, and developed differently (sorta) than sibling Brenda. Johnny was mixed, he wanted to but not with everyone watching. It was a difficult process but with the strong prompting and encouragement from the Voice, he crawled onto the semi willing Holly. Holly guided his cock into her cunny and they fucked.
\tab Well, Johnny fucked. Holly lay twisted, wrenching, undulating.
\tab Holly\rquote s brother, Will, was a little pissed and greatly furious\emdash but not directed to the boy, Johnny. He knew the youngster wasn\rquote t in control of himself. Holly didn\rquote t overly seem to be in any distress but she was no longer a virgin.
\tab Johnny felt a little discomfort at the doings, but the pleasure overrode the discomfort and he sunk all of his young eleven year old cock into Holly\rquote s twelve year old cunt. Sister Brenda had to rub her brother\rquote s ass, hold his balls and \ldblquote await\rdblquote her turn\'85
\tab Brenda\rquote s turn was soon to come, but first!
\tab Johnny entered into that wondrous realm that was orgasmic. His body twitched; toes curled, eyes fluttered and it was the most fantastic orgasm he had ever had! He had cum on Brenda\rquote s lily white ass a few times and jacked off onto her naked chest while she sat on the toilet\emdash with her helping the jacking off procedure\emdash but cumming off while actually fucking was tremendous!
\tab Brenda continued to hold her brother\rquote s testicles, rubbing his bare sweaty butt, and having an eyeful of what sex was really about. Of course, the blood coating her brother\rquote s dick was kinda gross.
\tab When the boy was done and done, slipping out and laying off to his side up against the stacked boxes, the grossness was everywhere. Holly wasn\rquote t too thrilled about her breached pussy or the blood that coated it.
\page\tab It was Jolene who came to clean off Holly\rquote s bloodied cunt; using the girl\rquote s soiled wet pissed in panties. She also wiped clean Johnny\rquote s cock then sucked him. From behind her, Will on his knees parted her cheeks and drove his tongue into her asshole.
\tab Johnny\rquote s pud was sore, it felt strange and very different. He was also more than puzzled by the whole affair, more than confused. He lay still, breathing hard, watching (and waiting.)
\tab Holly lay breathing hard, sweating, whimpering. She, too, waited. She knew that it wasn\rquote t over. She was right, very right\emdash it was far from over\emdash very far.
\tab Three boys came into the small secluded basement partitioned room. Three nude boys with raging hard-ons. The oldest boy was twelve-ish, another lad was a couple years young while the third boy, an African-American child was no more than eight. All three took \ldblquote turns\rdblquote screwing Holly, further breaking her in.
\tab The oldest boy, Greg, took his time but as he was in the middle of the fuck he suddenly sped up his piston fucking. Holly\rquote s young tender breasts jiggled, her pretty eyes bulged and she couldn\rquote t believe what was happening to her. There were some faces made, on both parties involved; Will made faces, too\emdash he was pissed and getting pissededer.
\tab After the last boy had fucked for five full minutes the boys went out of the partition back to their own area.
\tab\lquote your turn.\rquote
\tab The Voice was calm but direct. Will licked his lips. It WAS a dream cum true, sure, but to have to screw his own sister with everyone present just wasn\rquote t cool. His eyes fell on the others, especially the two other girls he didn\rquote t know\emdash but they were nude, cute, and no more then eleven years young or so. He knew in the back of his mind that before it was over\emdash if it was ever over\emdash he\rquote d be screwing them, too.
\tab (and he\rquote d be right!)
\pard\qc *
\pard
Neighborhood Watch
Welcome to Wisconsin\emdash Smell Our Dairy Air!
\tab A nice walk in the cool of the evening was just the thing. There were roses heavily scenting the air, along with the pine trees that lined the center of the street. Honeysuckle vines and odiferous geraniums filled the air wondrously, too. It made Ben Wiccked\rquote s walk a little more pleasant.
\page\tab There was a lot on his \ldblquote plate.\rdblquote The business in his basement was out of control. Was there no end? Sure he loved engaging with them, with them all, but it wasn\rquote t normal\emdash it flat wasn\rquote t normal! He needed a break, a clean break. He wanted to dispense with the abnormality of his life and get back to normal.
\tab If that was possible.
\tab He doubted it.
\tab So he walked leaving Leeann to \ldblquote play\rdblquote with basement inhabitants.
\tab He knew that he himself had \ldblquote issues.\rdblquote There was a desire, unnatural, to engage immorally with Jolene and Samantha. Also with Will\rquote s sister, Holly; also with Jolene\rquote s children, Johnny and Brenda. There, too, was the other two little girls, Susannah and her friend, Minn, a Chinese girl.
\tab His thoughts drifted back to Emily.
\tab And the first girls brought to the basement.
\tab Emily.
\tab The cabin.
\tab It seemed so long ago.
\tab His cock ached.
\tab He remembered (feverently) the screwing of young Emily and he had hoped to enjoy such pleasures with his own children\emdash Amber, Bonnie, and Caitlin.
\tab Amber, Bonnie, and Caitlin.
\tab Bathtime.
\tab His \ldblquote Little Man\rdblquote had been the object of their attention\emdash and they had been coaxed to play with it by their Mother! By their Mother! And Ben had not stopped it\emdash although he knew that he should have. Into their young sweet mouths he had at length gotten to shoot his Little Man\rquote s spit. His tongue had gone into his girls\rquote poons, licking them until his Little Man had become cum shooting hard. Each of his precious girls then did get a taste of his essence.
\tab And all with the girls\rquote Mother nakedly on the bed with them.
\tab There were even more horrendous desires; but like Emily, like Holly, they needed broken in. Broken in. Amber was seven, she was years away before there was any possibility of him having sex with her. Bonnie was five, and Caitlin was four. They were years away before his cock could penetrate them. So he would have to satisfy himself with his tonguing and fingering of them. Along with a lot of humping on them, too.
\page\tab Crossing Chestnut Ave. he merged onto the next block. Most of the homes had white picket fences, seemed to be a thing with the block neighborhood. Many of the homes were built in the early fifties, large front yards, small backyards, two-stories, chestnut trees in every yard and down the middle of the street.
\tab
The Crush
\tab It seemed preposterous\emdash on several levels. But in the cool of the eve, in the dark of the eve, on the secluded side of a modest home, two young peoples hid with naughtiness on their agenda. One of the young peoples was, of course, a girl. The other a boy. The boy was about a year older, the girl, about nine. Details about their appearance was not so good\emdash it was dark. But by their voices they were known (to the spying Ben Wiccked.)
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh, I like that.\rdblquote spoke up the boy.
\tab Of course he did, the girl was handling his cock!
\tab The boy\rquote s pants (and underwear) were down at his knees. He held his shirt up while the girl, pressed up against the wall of her house, fondled the boy\rquote s prick. The girl, Wendy, had a short dress on; Ben knew her\emdash mostly his oldest child, Amber knew her. They were in the Junior Beavers club, a subsidiary of Brownie Scouts that was a subsidiary of the regular Girl Scouts. Wendy was a cutey, and very cute when she wore her Junior Beaver outfit\emdash a short-short brown dress.
\tab Wendy Cenis had lovely brown hair that gently surrounded her sweet-sweet face. She was a lovely girl all around with barely budding breasts. There was that intoxicating smile of hers that warmed most of those she met, her pretty eyes and navieness did the rest.
\tab The boy she was with, Harold \ldblquote Harry\rdblquote Plumpkin was ten. A sandy brown haired young fellow who delivered the morning\rquote s newspaper. He had a good aim and usually managed to land the paper on the doorsteps of the four blocks he had his route. He was a sweet kid and when he came \ldblquote collecting\rdblquote for said morning\rquote s paper, he was polite and Ben (on occasion) thought naughty thoughts of him.
\tab Ben, too, had naughty thoughts for Wendy, too.
\tab But Ben felt that there was something more going on with Wendy and Harry, and more of Wendy than Harry.
\tab\ldblquote I think it\rquote s ready.\rdblquote Harry said indicating to Wendy that his cock was ready to \ldblquote shoot\rdblquote . Wendy paused in her handling of the boy\rquote s dick, she chewed thoughtfully on her bottom lip, gulped apprehensively, then sighed.
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote she said at length. Then, pursing both lips and worked her panties down\'85
\page\tab Young Harry stood awkwardly but with in the darkness he was unable to see his young beauty clearly. Ben knew that the lad would probably very muchly enjoy a trip to his (Ben\rquote s) basement. \ldblquote Maybe I should start charging\'85\rdblquote the thought crossed his mind. Open a business, charge boys like Harry a few dollars or so to come in a \ldblquote have a go\rdblquote at the whoever was there. Girls, too.
\tab Ben smiled and was hard. He knew that such a business was undoubtedly popular and probably going on\emdash and probably going on in his own neighborhood! He knew, too, that it wouldn\rquote t be only Boys and Girls who would seek his wicked basement out, but adults, too. Men especially but women, like his Leeann, would come to get their cunnies \ldblquote fixed.\rdblquote
\tab It could be a very profitable business.
\tab Anyways,
\tab Young Wendy Cenis laid herself out nude on her dress, legs open. Partially nude and clumsy boy Harry plopped himself down between her legs, his pants and underwear at his ankles. There was a partial moonlight that helped the cause, but Ben still couldn\rquote t see very much. He needed to be closer.
\tab\ldblquote Ow, that hurts!\rdblquote wailed Wendy. She thrashed about some screwing up her pretty-pretty face. She grabbed up clumps of grass and hit the side of her house\rquote s foundation, but endured her first fuck.
\tab Young Harry humped but was uncoordinated and embarrassed. His pud kept slipping out of Wendy\rquote s virgin cunt and mostly he just \ldblquote rode\rdblquote the girl\rquote s slit. Wendy, though, would make a grab for his humping prong and guided it back where it belonged.
\tab It was clear that the girl was in charge.
\tab And she had a reason.
\tab Not for the sake of merely \ldblquote getting laid\rdblquote , she had an ulterior motive for having sex with Harry. Wendy Cenis had a \ldblquote crush\rdblquote on a boy, five years older than she. He was dreamy, creamy, and she wanted him. He had sung to her a beautiful song, just for her. He was awesome. He was cute. He was fourteen!
\tab His name was Drake Bellrtum and he was HOT! But only to a few select girls. He wasn\rquote t ugly, didn\rquote t have a face of pock marks, zits, or Frankenstieny scars, but there were other boys (in his age group) that were more appealing to the girls (in his age group) and so he was left with those girls (in his age group) who weren\rquote t so picky.
\page\tab Of those girls who liked Drake \ldblquote as is\rdblquote was Wendy Cenis. Wendy was a family friend, a friend of Drake\rquote s little sister, Megan. Megan, too, was in the Junior Beaver club and so they had \ldblquote stay overs\rdblquote at the Belltrum household. There were plenty\emdash plenty of opportunities for a horndog like Drake to be naughty with the Junior Beavers, but he had morals\emdash one of the few boys that did. Morals, ethics, and etc. He had a young sister, Wendy\rquote s age; so sure he had seen her in her underwear, naked, and so on. Sure she had seen him equally so. In the Belltrum household, that was tolerated and kept to themselves.
\tab And Wendy Cenis wanted Drake to herself.
\tab So she conspired. She thought he was the most handsomest boy ever. He had looks, appeal, and wore tight jeans. She didn\rquote t particularly know exactly what \ldblquote tight jeans\rdblquote had to do with anything, but he had tight jeans. And Drake \ldblquote liked\rdblquote her, but not \ldblquote like-liked\rdblquote her. He was always there when she came over\emdash but he lived there. He was nice to her, and after a week of \ldblquote courting\rdblquote , he sung her a song, just for her.
\tab It made her feel all tingly inside and all over\emdash\lquote specially betwixt her legs. At nine the young girl was just beginning to discover her body. Of course, with the advent of the nation reeling in the wake of sexual depravity virtually everyone was susceptible to some sort of sexual awakening. Young Wendy Cenis was no exception.
\tab The young girl was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote of her poon and pooter and what they were for and did. Peeing & Pooping. When she bathed she washed them, when she sat on the toilet she wiped them\emdash all without much thought whatsoever.
\tab After setting eyes on Drake, she found her cunny tingling and exploring it made her gush all over. Her sexual awakening had begun. She had seen other boys (in their swimsuits) and young boys naked. No biggie. She wanted to see Drake, naked. She didn\rquote t particularly know WHY, but she just did.
\tab At length, after a week, Wendy became more and more infatuated and began making unannounced appearances in Drake\rquote s life. Appearing at the Belltrum home when No One else was there; appearing at his school at his class; interrupting a possible \ldblquote connection\rdblquote between a possible girlfriend; appearing at the radio show where he was performing and making a fool of herself\emdash although she didn\rquote t know it (or care) and embarrassing Drake.
\tab Finally, Drake had to confront Wendy on the matter and it didn\rquote t go well. He hurt her feelings. And as soon as he said, \ldblquote I don\rquote t want you in my life\rdblquote he knew it. The girl was crushed. Drake felt like he had been hit by a truck. It was an awful feeling to make someone else feel awful.
\page\tab When Wendy started to cry Drake came to her. She backed up sobbing, clutching her fist unable to flee. Drake felt like two trucks and a bus had hit him. He was a \ldblquote nice guy\rdblquote and nice guys didn\rquote t make little girls cry. So, on his knees he positioned himself before her.
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry,\rdblquote he began, he shed tears himself, held her trembling hands and offered a weak meager smile. Wendy, still crushed, returned same. Drake knew that their relationship now had a major chink in it. He struggled trying to think of a way to make it better.
\pard\sb100\sa100\qc\cf1\ldblquote You say that life keeps getting harder each day,\line each step you take there's some thing blocking your way.\line I'd love to help you girl there's some thing I could do,\line If love would make it better for you.
I've seen the sad look, I've heard you cry,\line and counted the tears that fell from your eyes.\line You need a shoulder you need a friend,\line you're al most at your end.\line This world's a cold place, that we both know,\line but it's so much colder when you're a lone.\line Two hearts are always better than one,\line after it's said and done.
Try to imagine how it would feel,\line living each day in love that was real.\line Think how much lighter your load would be,\line if it was shared with me.\line All of your troubles I think you'd find,\line would disappear in these arms of mine.\line Come let me hold you near me awhile,\line Come let me make you smile.
You say that life keeps get ting harder each day,\line each step you take there's some thing blocking your way.\line I'd love to help you girl there's some thing I could do,\line If love would make it better for you.\line I'd love to help you girl there's some thing I could do,\line If love would make it better for you.\rdblquote
\pard\cf0\tab To be smitten was one thing, to be in orbit (say out around Pandora\emdash 4rth moon of Saturn) was something else. Drake sang Wendy his song, \lquote specially written for her. The girl nearly soiled her panties!
\tab The tears dried, the trembling ceased to be, and all was well. They embraced and for a brief moment, they kissed. What Drake\rquote s thoughts and personal feelings were, and whether or not he got a boner as a result, was not known. For Wendy, she was in high equatorial orbit. She clung to the boy and Drake realized that he still needed to set things straight\emdash without hurting her.
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m fourteen, you\rquote re nine,\rdblquote he began, \ldblquote I-I can only go with girls my age. Y-you-you\rquote re supposed to go with guys\emdash you know, you\rquote re age.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote The guys I know are dorks.\rdblquote Wendy reported. And it was true, boys her age WERE dorks.
\tab Drake was in a spot.
\tab\ldblquote Wendy, listen, I-I like you, I do, but--\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote What do girls YOUR age have that I haven\rquote t got!?\rdblquote
\tab Boobs. Boobs and poon pie hair. Fuckable pussy. Fuckable asshole. Fuckable mouth. A willingness to \ldblquote put out\rdblquote . A \ldblquote form\rdblquote to their body. And a long list of things mostly sexual.
\tab Drake stammered, surreptitiously gouged the heel of his hand to his crotch (as seen thru Wendy\rquote s eyes) and seemed very embarrassed \ldblquote all of a sudden.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote They\rquote re just older, that\rquote s all.\rdblquote Drake said trying to find more appropriate words.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s sex, isn\rquote t it?\rdblquote
\tab Drake nearly lost right then and there. His breath, his will to live\'85
\tab Wendy knew it. It was sex. Of course, Drake WAS fourteen, of course he was having sex. Wendy mulled it over and formulated a plan.
\tab\ldblquote I can do that.\rdblquote she said.
\tab\ldblquote D-do what?\rdblquote Drake asked not knowing and not WANTING to know.
\tab\ldblquote Sex.\rdblquote Wendy replied without providing details.
\tab Drake blinked his eyes, flared his nose, and backed up a couple paces.
\tab\ldblquote Sex?\rdblquote he inquired. \ldblquote Uh-uh, Wen-Wendy you\rquote re too young for sex.\rdblquote And how! He had seen his little sis naked, in her underwear, and so the image of Wendy in her underwear AND naked was very easy.
\tab Wendy suddenly reached up under her short brown Junior Beaver uniform dress and pulled down her panties. Drake lost it\emdash his ability to breathe and his ability to hold back an orgasm.
\tab He moaned. He groaned. He turned beet red.
\page\tab Wendy had basic white panties, with pink flowers. She tugged the garment down to her knees, then pulled her dress up\emdash revealing her bald naked pussy.
\tab\ldblquote Oooooh!\rdblquote breathed Drake. When at times he had seen Megan naked, he usually averted his eyes trying not to think of her in a sexual way. Megan\rquote s image was often replaced by girls his age that he knew. His moral fibers were plucked and vibrated hard like the strings of a harp.
\tab\ldblquote Whaddya think?\rdblquote Wendy asked.
\tab\lquote Holy shit!\rquote was Drake\rquote s expression. All he could manage was to stare. He wished it was some other girl, Jenna Macaslin, Heather Corbin, Lanna McFee. Those girls were his age. But it was not Jenna, Heather, or Lanna. It was Wendy. Nine year old Wendy.
\tab Funny, though, only Wendy was willing to pull her panties down and give up her cunny! Yeah, funny.
\tab\ldblquote Aren\rquote t I pretty enough?\rdblquote Wendy asked discovering that Drake wasn\rquote t apparently interested in her (sex).
\tab\ldblquote Oh, oh it\rquote s not that,\rdblquote he said quickly not wanting to hurt her and see her cry again, \ldblquote it\rquote s just--\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Because you\rquote re fourteen and I\rquote m nine?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, that would be it.\rdblquote
\tab Wendy WAS hurt, again. She lowered her dress (but didn\rquote t pull up her panties.) she stood mulling something over.
\tab\ldblquote Look, Wendy,\rdblquote Drake had to explain, \ldblquote I AM fourteen, you ARE nine.\rdblquote It was not just the age difference, it was against the law, immoral, wrong, illegal. \ldblquote I can get into a LOT of trouble.\rdblquote Arrested, thrown in the pokey where he\rquote d get poked; no school, no home, no Wendy.
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t want that to happen!\rdblquote stated Wendy. Which was good, which was what Drake wanted to hear. (but she still didn\rquote t pull her panties back up!)
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, we can just keep it to ourselves.\rdblquote she suggested.
\tab It was impossible. Drake was in a spot.
\tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t know what to do, Wendy.\rdblquote he pleaded. It was an impossible situation.
\tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t want to do sex with me?\rdblquote
\tab Drake lost it again, the thought\emdash the very thought of engaging sexually with a girl like Wendy, a NINE year old girl like Wendy was mind boggling, simply mind boggling.
\tab\ldblquote Wen-Wendy, I-I cant, I-I\rquote m too big for you.\rdblquote
\page\tab\ldblquote What do you mean?\rdblquote she asked needing clarity. \ldblquote I don\rquote t mind to be on top.\rdblquote
\tab Drake\rquote s solar pursuit now included passing by Andromeda.
\tab Drake cocked his head, gouged his crotch and stammered to breathe.
\tab\ldblquote I-I meant, my\emdash uh, my\emdash uh, I meant my,\rdblquote he looked down to his crotch to try and convey to the nine year old that his DICK was too big for her CUNT.
\tab Wendy got it. Surprisingly.
\tab\ldblquote Oh, you\rquote re manhood is too big for my womanness?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Yeah\emdash yeah, what?\rdblquote for nine she sure seemed educated.
\tab Wendy shrugged, stepped forward, stepping out of her panties and \ldblquote gawking\rdblquote for a look at Drake\rquote s \ldblquote manhood.\rdblquote
\tab The setting was up in Drake\rquote s bedroom\emdash of all places. It was a typical boy\rquote s room with baseball icons on the walls, model airplanes hanging from the ceiling, a fish tank on the desk, various clutter here and there. His room was on the 2\super nd\nosupersub floor, there were two windows and the day was evening type time. His parents were working with one fetching the youngest member of the family from a dance class.
\tab Drake backed up against his desk, sidestepping towards one of the two windows.
\tab\ldblquote Can I see it?\rdblquote
\tab Drake cocked his head, eyes bulged, breath gone.
\tab\ldblquote NO WAY!\rdblquote he proclaimed.
\tab\ldblquote Please?\rdblquote whined the little girl.
\tab Drake was at his limit; the only girl who ASKS to see his manhood, and its from a nine year old! Life could be so cruel. And for a moment, he seriously considered doing so! But the moral fibers were not so readily unhinged. Sure, Wendy had no panties on and ASKED to see his willy; sure, no one was home; and sure, he was horny. But\'85
\tab Greatly was he perplexed. There was a need to \ldblquote whip it out\rdblquote but he couldn\rquote t, he just couldn\rquote t. Could he? What would be the repercussions of submitting to doing such a deed?
\tab Only he and she would know.
\tab Wendy came to lean against the foot of his bed, methodically twisting her fingers, lips, and feet. Drake set his eyes on her pretty-pretty face, down her body and then a side glance to where her panties lay.
\page\tab Wendy thought thoughtfully tugging on her unglossed lips; she then turned and pushed herself up onto Drake\rquote s bed. Whether she was up to a new ploy or it was a normal thing\emdash and forgetting the fact that she no longer had her panties on or not was not clear. But for Drake, he saw her goody. It was bald, hairless, and virginal. Drake\rquote s awareness about \ldblquote sex\rdblquote was limited; he knew how to do it, he knew that it had to be better than his hand; but that was about it. He knew a girl could get pregnant from sex; he knew a girl could give him oral pleasure. Other than that\emdash his knowledge was limited.
\tab Wendy chewed on the inside of her mouth, licking her lips (hungrily) eyeing Drake\rquote s crotch. He was uncomfortable. He teetered right on the edge, a fine razors edge knowing very well\emdash whipping it out meant he would not only be giving in to Wendy\rquote s desires, but to the Dark Side of immorality.
\tab So what harm would there be in \ldblquote whipping it out\rdblquote ? what then?
\tab Sighing, sweating, gulping uneasily he unhitched his pants, unzipped, and whipped it out.
\tab It made Wendy\rquote s day. She flew up to a sitting position to eye Drake\rquote s dick a little better, a little closer. \ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote she exclaimed. A great broad smile was upon her sweet face\emdash her admiration made Drake feel gushy, too; he swelled with pride\emdash so did his dick.
\tab Feeling confident he tugged on his prong, squeezing the skin at the base to make his cock even BIGGER. Wendy was awed and sat leaning close in with her mouth open. Drake had never had oral sex, never had anal or vaginal; never had his cock out in the presence of anyone\emdash but the desire was there\emdash oh, yeah, it was there.
\tab\ldblquote Can I touch it?\rdblquote
\tab\lquote Can you TOUCH it!?\rquote what was she saying!? It was unbelievable, unFUCKINGbelievable! His cock, though, surged with even more pride saying, \lquote yeah, go ahead, let her touch me.\rquote
\tab Whether or not he had actually given the girl the go ahead or not he didn\rquote t know, the space of time began to become oblivious to him\emdash the next thing he knew was, though, little Wendy Cenis, little nine year old Wendy Cenis, was stroking his cock.
\tab She had a lovely touch, too.
\tab Drake\rquote s eyes fluttered. The girl wrapped her little fingers about his prong and went UP and DOWN, squeezing lightly and working his cock into a near frenzy. The frenzy increased until the pivotal moment was upon him\emdash her.
\tab\ldblquote ut oh.\rdblquote he announced.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s wrong?\rdblquote Wendy asked.
\tab\ldblquote I-I\rquote m gonna cum!\rdblquote he blurted.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s that?\rdblquote
\tab He didn\rquote t know exactly himself; it was goo, it was white milky goo, and when it blasted out of his dick there was a feeling of extreme pleasure that was beyond comprehension. And he could only assume that the feeling was even better if done so in a girl\rquote s orifice.
\tab As the feeling increased Drake no longer cared about morals. He no longer cared that it was Wendy he was about to cum on; he no longer cared that he was being naughty with her in his room with no one else home. All that matter was to cum and to cum well.
\tab\ldblquote Take your dress off.\rdblquote Drake said. And he couldn\rquote t believe that he said it\emdash he was no longer in control of himself\emdash he\rquote s cock had taken over.
\tab As Wendy pulled off her brown uniform dress, Drake jacked his dick faster and faster. The desire to be IN the girl\rquote s pussy increased ten-fold. Wendy watched him as he pleasured himself. There was unknown glistening fluid at the penis opening, she didn\rquote t know what it was\emdash nor did Drake.
\tab\ldblquote Here it comes!\rdblquote Drake announced and as soon as he said it a great explosion of sperm spewed fantastically from his cock. The first gob struck Wendy on her chin. The next burst splashed on her throat. The third ejection squirted onto her chest. The rest dribbled out as the apex of the act had been achieved.
\tab Wendy wiped the spew from her chin, examined it, then TASTED it.
\tab Drake stared wide eyed, mouth agape.
\tab The taste of \ldblquote spunk\rdblquote was not very appealing. Kinda gross actually. She continued, though, to wipe the goo, taste, then finger her pussy. She blushed, grinned, and tingled all over. Biting in her lower lip she laid out, legs open wide, diddling her virgin cunt with spunk laden fingers.
\tab It only made Drake go ballistic and there was no sign of moral fibers.
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\tab Wendy had wanted Drake to \ldblquote do her.\rdblquote Drake well enough knew what \ldblquote do her\rdblquote implied. But there was no way. And it wasn\rquote t due to any moral fibers, it wasn\rquote t because he was scared, and it wasn\rquote t because he feared getting caught.
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re too small,\rdblquote Drake supplied, \ldblquote it\rquote ll hurt, bad.\rdblquote he supposed. He wasn\rquote t all too sure about it due to his limited knowledge but it seemed a given; his cock was too big for her cunny.
\tab Wendy was disappointed. She wanted sex with Drake, she wanted it and vowed to have it happen. So she connived, conspired, and conscripted. For merely nine, the young girl was incredible in pursuing her pursuits. She needed only a few days to put her plan into motion. She well enough understood that her cunny was indeed too small, she was a virgin. From the schoolyard, health books, news, tv shows, and so on, she learned that a virgin had a tougher time for her \ldblquote first time.\rdblquote
\tab So it came to her that she needed \ldblquote broken-in.\rdblquote\line\tab So ten year old , Harold \ldblquote Harry\rdblquote Plumpkin was chosen as the one who would \ldblquote break\rdblquote her in. He was ok, nice looking, friendly, and very close to being a heartthrob. He was also nearly eleven, in just a couple of months. Wendy was fairly certain that he probably had the \ldblquote dick\rdblquote to pave the way for her boyfriend\rquote s cock.
\tab The girl didn\rquote t discuss her plan to Harry, and Harry didn\rquote t care. He figured he was the only boy in his class, in his school, who was \ldblquote getting some.\rdblquote
\tab The darkness began to swallow them and made it difficult for the spying Ben to see. Having an EMAD on his possession allowed him to \ldblquote zapped\rdblquote the two, then steal his way up to where they lay and watch them go at it up close and personal. (it was how he learned of Wendy\rquote s story, too.)
\tab Wendy being a \ldblquote virgin\rdblquote made Harry\rquote s penetration to her discomforting. And she would have freaked out a little had it not been for Ben\rquote s intrusion\emdash soothing her and making allowances for the discomfort. There was no discomfort on the pumping Harry\rquote s part; for Harry, he was just beginning to discover his sexuality, too. He was an only child, but had numerous cousins that allowed him freebies of garnering needful information about Girls, Nudity, and Girl Sex Parts. Of course, they were all younger than he. Like Wendy, his knowledge of Sex, Sex Acts, and anything regarding Sex was limited.
\tab He saw girls and knew girls in their teens, young adults, teachers (female) and checkout girls at the supermarket and department stores. All were \ldblquote pretty\rdblquote , all had \ldblquote boobs\rdblquote , all had nice bods. At times he didn\rquote t notice, his mind was geared to Baseball, Football, mini-golf, radio controlled race cars, camping, and hang gliding. Occasionally, though, he stared at a girl\rquote s butt. Occasionally he stared at a girl\rquote s boobs. Occasionally he found himself in a bathroom jerking off. Self stimulating his cock was fantastic, fucking fantastic! And he couldn\rquote t imagine what it would be like to put it into a girl\rquote s pussy!
\tab
\page\tab After Harry got his, Ben got his.
\tab Using the EMAD the kids were gently put to \ldblquote rest\rdblquote . There was a light coating of hymen blood coating Harry\rquote s cock and balls as well as a sheen layer covering Wendy\rquote s broken-in snatch. (she would require more significant breaking in to sufficiently take on her boyfriend (Drake.)
\tab Using Wendy\rquote s panties the blood on her coochie was cleaned up. Using Harry\rquote s underwear the blood coating his cock and balls was cleaned up. Afterwards, Ben caressed the boy as he was positioned on his hands and knees. The boy was nice and would be a wondrous addition to his basement collection. So would Wendy.
\tab The boy made grunts and other noises as his asshole was reamed; Ben slowly wriggled his finger into the boy\rquote s backdoor, caressing his soft supple ass flesh; finding his dangling nards a joy to caress and fondle, too.
\tab Ben was ready to poke the boy and make good the moment when he heard Wendy\rquote s Mom calling for her. Ben sighed. He took a moment then sent Wendy on her way, minus her bloodied panties. After the backdoor of her home had closed and the porch light out, Ben returned to dealing with Harry\'85
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\tab It was just after midnight before Ben returned home. He sat in the kitchen where the light from microwave was the only light. Brooding? Somewhat. Readily he had succumbed to the pleasures of sexual depravity. No resistance did he offer, he readily pursued the joys of orgasming. Young Harry received a copious amount of fresh hot man jiz DEEP into his virgin rectum\emdash this after a great deal of fondling the boy\rquote s penis, his testicles, and body as a whole.
\tab For two hours Ben had romped with the boy, playing with the boy\rquote s body, making him play back to Ben equally. After a great deal of finger probing the boy\rquote s anus, licking the rim, and plunging a handy-dandy garden trowel handle into the boy\rquote s hole to prep it for Ben\rquote s invading prong, the deed of such was done.
\tab Thereafter, a few moments of rest before escorting the boy home. It was very late and a worried Mother and Father were on the steps with the Father holding a phone readying to call the phone to the local police to report their \ldblquote missing\rdblquote son. Ben zapped them both and spent many minutes putting their fears to rest.
\page\tab He wasn\rquote t in the mood for any shenanigans with the Mother, although she was a delightful dish and worthy of a good fucking, he didn\rquote t. Harry was escorted to the bathroom where he was showered up, fucked in the ass once more, spanked, peed on, showered some more and somewhat adored. The nude boy pleased Ben. He liked boys, nude boys. They were equally as pleasing as girls, if not even more so!
\tab For a long while he had fondled Harry\rquote s balls, squeezing them until the boy whimpered. For a while he had masturbated the boy; tugging on Harry\rquote s cock, rolling his fingers about the crown. For a time he had suckled on the boy\rquote s penis, diddling his tongue into the lad\rquote s piss slit then totally devouring the whole of the cock as well as the testicles.
\tab Sodomizing the boy was grand, that was true, but just looking upon the boy with his eyes, feeling of him with his hands was even more (sexually) pleasing. A greatly amount of cum juice had Ben squirted up into Harry\rquote s hole, gobs of man juice coated the boy\rquote s testicles, cock, stomach, and chest.
\tab While recovering, Ben had kissed the boy; a deep passionate man-boy love where the passion heated to astounding levels of lust. He very nearly had smothered the boy (with his mouth). Down the back alley they had walked nakedly until arriving to Harry\rquote s home. Once in the home with the parents satiated, \ldblquote fixed\rdblquote and put to bed, Ben enjoyed Harry all the more\'85
\tab Meanwhile, down in the basement\'85
\tab Will Marshall vehemently tried not submitting to the vile commands given to him; but ultimately submitted just the same (as he did not wish to see anyone put in pain on his part.) So he licked out his sister\rquote s pussy. So he held her legs back, opened her legs wide, and licked out her freshly broken-in cunt\emdash followed by diddling his tongue to her pert clenching asshole. Holly wasn\rquote t too much into the foul deed\emdash not in the presence of everyone else anways.\tab
\tab Samantha and Jolene at length held her legs firm while Will noshed on his twelve year old sister\rquote s twat, he got into it (the tonguing) and soon was ready to fuck, too. He had been in her ass(hole) and always drempt of humping her cunt\emdash when she was older.
\tab And almost from the beginning (of penetration) he had cum.
\tab That had been earlier, hours earlier. On his second entry the act went a little better; the girl had been nailed by several boys, all young boys\emdash\ldblquote breaking her in\rdblquote . After they had fucked her, Will got his turn; then those same boys fucked her again, then it was some man and then Will again.
\page\tab The man in their midst seemed to be \ldblquote gone\rdblquote , but the nude woman was still present and apparently the one in charge or something. Other than having to screw his own sister; Will, too, had sunk his bone into the women\emdash including the one who seemed to be in charge.
\tab That he didn\rquote t mind so much.
\tab He knew that the ones called Samantha and Jolene were captives, too; some of the kids with them were their own. They were all in the same boat and forced to engage in sexual immorality. Will was \ldblquote so-so\rdblquote about the matter, if done differently, privately, then he was ok with it. Balling his sister was no big deal; banging off into the women, Samantha and Jolene was no big deal. Engaging with Jolene\rquote s daughter, Brenda and the other two ten year old girls\emdash that was big deal.
\tab But he had a hard-on for them, too, just the same.
\tab After filling Holly\rquote s cunt with his cock grease, he had to watch in horror as the one called Samantha licked the girl\rquote s pussy clean of jiz, the one called Jolene sucked his cock clean\emdash and made it hard again. To Will, it was like some bizarre fucking dream. Both women, and they were women, were good. They were nice, good breasts, good body all over. He was just embarrassed at the situation.
\tab After filling Holly\rquote s cunt with his cock grease, he filled her mouth, too. Holly had played with his cock and got him to shoot his goo onto her bare titties\emdash when they were camping or at home (and no one else home); she had been tempted to SUCK it but couldn\rquote t really bring herself to do so. She had tasted his \ldblquote goo\rdblquote\emdash but didn\rquote t like it.
\tab After filling Holly\rquote s sweet face with foul tasting goo, Will had to rest. No matter how much Jolene sucked his cock, fondled his balls, and even finger fucked his asshole while she sucked him, Will couldn\rquote t get hard. Samantha had the task of cleaning Holly\rquote s face.
\tab Unable to get a sufficient boner, Jolene\rquote s daughter, Brenda, was brought into play. When Jolene protested, the others suffered\emdash falling to the cement floor, wailing, coiling up and expressing sincere distress. It didn\rquote t do well for Jolene, either. She relented and Brenda slurped Will\rquote s schlong.
\tab (if under different cirCUMstances, a different more private locale, getting a hummer from the pretty girl would have been met with a bit more enthusiasm.)
\tab Brenda was a cutey; for ten she had a good body, budding breasts, a lovely smile, and a nice bald poon. She also had a \ldblquote nice vacuum sucking mouth.\rdblquote In no time at all he had a raging hard-on and with her continuing help it was guided into Holly\rquote s asshole.
\page\tab And then there was Susannah.
\tab And Minn Pai-Chin.
\tab Susannah Barns had brown eyes, brown hair, and a fantastic smile. She spoke well, enunciated her words succinctly, and was somewhat na\'efve. She was in awe of Will\rquote s nudity. She was sickened by the horror of the sexual abuse\emdash she had never seen a grown man nude or for that matter teen boys. Young boys, yes, but that was normal and a given.
\tab Susannah was a very friendly, outgoing child; an only child who had been adopted by a good family. A small body, but she was ten. Her breasts were just beginning to bud. She had a decent body any perv would love.
\tab Her friend, Minn, was a Chinese girl, flat chested. Flat face, too, but she had a nice butt, and the most delicious smile. She wore light print clothes, short britches, sleeveless top. She was just as much a charmer as any other girl.
\tab The command to \ldblquote undress\rdblquote didn\rquote t sit well with either girl, but neither wanted to suffer or bring suffering to others. Susannah was more obliging and obedient than her friend. Susannah slowly stripped off her clothes, wept and carried on but that was normal and even allowed.
\tab Minn curled up on the floor, holding herself tightly crying greatly.
\tab Susannah stood in her panties only, trembling. She had peed her panties\emdash but that, too, was a given and very understandable. The girl hugged the brick wall behind her, fearing retribution for Minn\rquote s refusal to undress. One of the women (Jolene) squatted down to talk to the frightened Minn.
\tab It took awhile but slowly, the young frightened American-Chinese girl stood and with the help of Jolene, slipped out of her clothes and stood naked for all to see. She was still in trouble as afterwards she was commanded to \ldblquote bend over\rdblquote and take punishment\emdash in the form of a spanking.
\tab There was a nude woman among them who was thought to be just another victim\emdash Samantha, though, thought otherwise. She kept it to herself \lquote cause she didn\rquote t one hundred percent know for sure. But the woman had the task of spanking Minn, a bare handed spank that sent everyone jumping with each swat. Young Susannah collapsed to the floor cringing and required a \ldblquote talk\rdblquote session from Jolene.
\tab After Minn\rquote s ass was blistered tomato red, she and Susannah went to the teen boy, Will. Together they sucked his cock, his balls, and got him extremely hard. Thereafter, Susannah lay on her back with Will holding her left leg, Minn holding her right leg. Young Alex got the task of licking Susannah\rquote s pussy, fingering it, then mounting to where he was fucking.
\page\tab The young girl wasn\rquote t too enthused with this venture\emdash it hurt for one. Alex humped slow at first but then the \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote enveloped him and he struck up humping faster and faster no longer caring if he was \ldblquote hurting\rdblquote the young girl or not.
\tab Alex\rquote s Mother wasn\rquote t pleased with the situation, but accepted it as there was no choice in the matter. On command, she caressed her son\rquote s ass and cooed to the young girl. Will didn\rquote t particular care for the situation, either, but had a strong boner going just the same.
\tab When Alex had gone all that he could go, without cumming off, he was replaced by the boys from the other side of the room; Greg, Frank, and Paul. Paul went first, he was sleepy and not too horny. Jolene and Samantha sucked him, fondled his hairless balls, caressed his butt and brought him to stiff mode. The eight year old was awake then. He got onto Susannah and did his thing, lasting about three minutes of intense fucking before pooping out.
\tab Ten year old Frank took over, he made the most noise about it\emdash pleasing noises; his pud slipped out several times and he humped tenaciously onto the girl\rquote s quaking quim. Jolene rubbed the boy\rquote s butt and helped put his dick back into the trembling girl. Will\rquote s cock was ready to explode.
\tab Twelve year old Greg\rquote s cock was ready to explode, too. He was sucked on by Samantha and young Brenda and as soon as Frank was done, Greg slid into place and buried his cum squirter into Susannah\rquote s cunt. Pre-cum was spilling from Will\rquote s cock; his sister sitting on her butt with her arms wrapped tightly about her knees watched him. Will avoided eye contact and waited\'85
\tab He didn\rquote t have to wait long, two minutes. Greg Hinton unloaded a quick shot of pre-teen cum into Susannah\rquote s quim in no time at all. There was a minute more of languishing before he crawled off, cock dripping; he shuffled back to the other side of the partition and collapsed.
\tab Holly had the narly ungodly task of coming to Susannah and licking the girl\rquote s pussy clean. While she trembled, whimpered, and eventually complied, Jolene licked the girl\rquote s ass, her hole, and cunt. Will\rquote s cock pulsed and after Holly\rquote s task had been completed, she herself guided Will\rquote s missile into Susannah\rquote s receptacle.
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\pard\tab There was a need to learn more, about styles, positions, a more \ldblquote hands on\rdblquote approach about how to (sexually) please. Young Wendy Cenis was apt to learn as much as she could so as to greatly please her boyfriend, Drake.
\tab Learning what she needed from the text books didn\rquote t cut it. Nor did the news casts and by word of mouth wasn\rquote t so good, either, \lquote cause half the time she didn\rquote t know what the hell they were talking about! She determined that she need to SEE various \ldblquote acts\rdblquote of pleasure so she could learn them and then do them unto Drake. She was sure Drake would like.
\tab She didn\rquote t find much luck at the park.
\tab Nor at the high school, either on the campus\rquote outer park area or even the parking lot. No luck at the movie theatre, either. The \ldblquote subjects\rdblquote of potential interest all merely \ldblquote held hands\rdblquote , brushed shoulders, and lightly kissed. But Wendy was undeterred and continued her search for needful visual aid.
Visual Aid
\tab In the most unlikely place, success!
\tab A naked teen girl with a great tan (all over) sucked the cock of a tall blond haired boy while a dark haired boy pumped her from behind. The boy being sucked was in high school, he had a red sports car, thick blond curly hair, and very regal body. He looked the typical surfer and possible \ldblquote model\rdblquote material.
\tab Behind the girl, a dark haired fellow rammed steadily, his hands clamped tightly to her hips. He was a couple inches shorter in height his blond counterpart. The dark haired fellow pulled his penis out of the girl, slapped her ass cheeks and then returned to pumping.
\tab The girl being pumped Wendy knew, she was in the junior high school next to Wendy\rquote s elementary school and sometimes came to help out the younger kids in their various projects. Leighanne Fauston.
\tab Secretly Wendy spied on the three; the boy in her mouth pulled out his pee-pee, too, slapped it against her face then returned to being sucked. Leighanne fingered herself, tweaked the nipples of her torpedo style titties and seemed to really enjoy what was going on. Wendy took notes (mental) and found herself to be curiously tingling betwixt her legs.
\tab Hmmmmm
\page\tab At length, the guy in her mouth came. A great glob of milky white splooge squirted onto her face as well as an inordinate amount in her mouth. The girl choked, slung her head side to side but didn\rquote t let go the dick in her mouth\emdash not until the boy had \ldblquote finished.\rdblquote When he did, he leaned back some and \ldblquote played\rdblquote with his tool, grinning and making rude comments.
\tab The boy behind her pulled out his weeny again, and again slapped it against her ass. Leighanne placed her head down onto the floor, ass up, parted a cheek and wriggled her body. The teen boy grinned and scooted up against her. Both made strange noises. The boy began to pump HARD, the girl wriggled her body some more and made faces.
\tab Soon, the girl turned over, on her back, legs opened wide. The boy laid himself down onto her body and began to fuck. Wendy couldn\rquote t see too well and was afraid of moving lest she give away her position. But she heard a lot of noises and wasn\rquote t sure if they were of the pleasurable kind or what.
\tab But not wanting to miss something possibly crucial in her understanding sex and such, Wendy scooted down onto the slanted carpeted floor and began scooting herself as quietly as possible under the pews.
\tab Pews?
\tab Yep, pews; for you see, the three teens engaged in sex acts were doing so in the sanctity of a sanctuary\emdash a church. The church was a community church, Wendy attended Sunday School at said community church\emdash as did the three teens\emdash especially Leighanne. That was because Leighanne\rquote s father was a \ldblquote father.\rdblquote A priest.
\tab Finally she had moved to where she could once more see what was going on\emdash and learn. She wasn\rquote t sure for certain, though, what it was that she was learning! Leighanne was still on her back, the boy on her face was Paul Glak, he always dressed so well in sporty wear, never a tie. He WAS handsome and sometimes came to church riding a motorcycle. Lots of girls were gaga over him. Wendy thought he was cute, too, but not as cute as her boyfriend, Drake.
\tab The other boy was Tim Havers. He never wore a suit of any kind but dressed well just the same. He drove some sort of red sports car and girls were gaga over him, too. He was cute and had style, poise, and a big cock. Wendy could see it as she was near directly right behind the pumping boy and could see the member as it slid in and out of Leighanne\rquote s pussy. A time or two the cock slipped out; the boy laid it onto the girl\rquote s pussy and humped there for a bit before sliding it back into the girl\rquote s sex.
\page\tab Wendy saw Tim\rquote s testicles as they cinched up tight and then fell back to some sort of normal mode. There was his ass and everything, too, to gawk at\emdash and she did! between her legs she found herself \ldblquote moist.\rdblquote A fantastical tingling sensation was sensationally sensationalizing her to the point where she had to unzip her pants and slid her hand down to try and quell the feeling.
\tab Didn\rquote t work, though, but only made it feel gooder!
\tab Tim got his \ldblquote nut\rdblquote ; Wendy saw a great river of milky white goo spilling out of the girl\rquote s vagina\emdash and there was a lot of it, too. The boy continued pumping; his body arched sending his pelvis right up against the girl apparently driving his penis DEEPER into her pussy.
\tab There was a lot of note taking to commit to memory\'85
\tab Paul wasn\rquote t out of the action, either; while Tim got his, Paul got his! While buddy Tim pumped his finale, Paul nestled himself onto Leighanne\rquote s face, the girl engulfed his testicles and began sucking them. It was very apparent to Wendy that Paul liked\emdash a lot! The boy stroked his penis which was again very hard and erect and then for a mind blowing blow, Tim went down and began sucking it!
\tab Wendy was perplexed.
\tab She was also \ldblquote wet.\rdblquote
\tab But being perplexed won out and she watched in curious awe as Tim sucked the weeny of Paul. Somehow, though, Wendy didn\rquote t think that that was the right thing to do. She had heard strange things about which she knew very little if anything at all. She had heard the word \ldblquote cock\rdblquote and knew that it wasn\rquote t always referring to a chicken. She had heard the word \ldblquote suck\rdblquote and knew that it implied more than just sipping a soda thru a straw or to that elusive dilemma describing the perception of \ldblquote life in general\rdblquote .
\tab Wendy, too, had heard the word \ldblquote cocksucker\rdblquote but had no real intuitive notion of what it meant\emdash until seeing Tim SUCKING Paul\rquote s COCK.
\tab\lquote ooooooh!\rquote she cooed to herself. \lquote cocksucker.\rquote The word(s) now had more meaning. Tim seemed to like what he was doing and Paul REALLY liked what he (Paul) was doing. Somehow, though, Wendy still thought it was wrong.
\tab After a few minutes, Paul came. Again. And like unto Leighanne, there was a great anointing of the milky white stuff\emdash how much Wendy didn\rquote t know\emdash she couldn\rquote t see. But Paul\rquote s pecker was out of Tim\rquote s mouth and all over the face. Tim\rquote s pud was out of Lieghanne\rquote s cunt, it had shriveled up like a little boy\rquote s but still seemed \ldblquote thick.\rdblquote
\page\tab Was Wendy\rquote s \ldblquote class instruction\rdblquote over?
\tab Not quite.
\tab Tim and Leighanne lay side byside, kissing. It seemed that Leighanne was licking and sucking the white stuff out of Tim\rquote s mouth. Paul stood up and played with his penis announcing, \ldblquote I gotta take a piss.\rdblquote
\tab Wendy knew what he referred to. It was a cuss word and unpleasant and meant that the boy had to use the bathroom, to pee. Leighanne and Tim weren\rquote t moving, they lay arms and legs akimbo with Tim apparently going to sleep!
\tab Paul shuttled down the slanted walkway to the flat area of the church\rquote s sanctuary. The church had three areas of seating, each area had fifteen rows of pews. Each pew could hold approx. fifteen peoples. The main section, the one in the middle, was twice as big as the ones on the sides.
\tab There was the typical stage area where the preacher preached from and the choir sung from. There were deacons chairs and guest speakers chairs, too. All in the hue of blue. Religious sayings were everywhere, icons of this and that, flowers, flags, and so on and so forth like that there.
\tab There, too, was a baptismal. A water trough dead center, inset back and just above the center of the choir. A microphone hung down so as the preacher or dunker could announce who was being \ldblquote born again.\rdblquote Paul, nakedly, climbed up to the baptismal and began peeing into the water!
\tab Wendy was shocked, awed, and then enlightened. It was a very naughty thing for him to do and though she thought it was a very nasty thing for him to do and he should be flogged for it, she also found it intriguing and extremely daring.\tab Wendy couldn\rquote t wait until Sunday morning regular services to see who was going to get Baptized!
\tab Paul then plopped himself down in one of the choir chairs and began playing with himself, giggling and \ldblquote getting after it.\rdblquote A moment later and he cracked a cheek and let a narly butt blast go. Wendy, again, found the ordeal horrid and a terrible thing to do in a church, but she was also highly amused.
\tab Paul then went up to the clear plastic type podium,
\tab\ldblquote And he said \ldblquote CUM UNTO ME!\rdblquote\rdblquote all the while jerking off reverently. Leighanne and Tim raised up from where they were. Paul continued giving them a \ldblquote sermon.\rdblquote His Dad was one of the deacons.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s the audience that supposed to be naked, stupid, not the speaker!\rdblquote chortled his cocksucking pal, Tim.\line\line\line\tab\ldblquote Damn, I knew something was wrong!\rdblquote Paul laughed back at him. Sidestepping he stepped up to one of the great vases containing an array of fantastic flowers. Leighanne watched in awe as the boy masturbated, jacking off into the flowers.
\tab At first she thought it was pretty disgusting, then she laughed and came up to the stage to watch more in person. Tim held his weeny over the other vase of flowers and \ldblquote watered\rdblquote them.
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God, that\rquote s disgusting!\rdblquote chirped Leighanne.
\tab Paul shrugged, \ldblquote I just whizzed in yer old man\rquote s water tank.\rdblquote
\tab Leighann\rquote s eyes bulged in awe \ldblquote You didn\rquote t!\rdblquote to wit Paul nodded with a great smile, finished ejaculating onto the flowers, and conveyed matter-of-factly that he did.
\tab Leighanne wasn\rquote t angry, or even revolted, she suddenly bursted into a broad grin and stared at the \ldblquote water tank\rdblquote\emdash contenplating.
\tab Wendy had to scoot under the pews and risked being seen to get a better view of what the naughty trio was doing. By the time she found a good place to see, Leighanne was perched precariously up on the water tank\rquote s ledge, facing out to the sanctuary peeing into the water. Paul and Tim held her in place lest she fall.
\tab After the pee, she climbed down and wiped her cunny on one of the flags. Thereafter said flag was taken down and laid out on the stage floor. Paul took his turn at laying on the fourteen year old and screwing her. Tim meanwhile, played with himself getting a terrific hard-on. At length, Paul rolled Leighanne to her side and buddy Tim laid behind her. Wendy\rquote s view was obstructed by the row of flags and her position.
\tab When Wendy once more had sneaked her way where she could see better, she still didn\rquote t know what it was exactly she was seeing\emdash both boys seemed to be \ldblquote doing\rdblquote Leighanne; Wendy mulled it over in her mind trying to get a clearer picture. Confounded, she decided to risk extreme exposure by slinking across the space from the pews to the alter and flowers. Around the alter, behind it, and then nestling herself up inside the bevy of flowers to where she COULD see.
\tab And it still didn\rquote t make since. Where the boys having their pee-pees inside Leighanne\rquote s vagina at the SAME TIME!? And as if to answer, Leighanne raised her leg and allowed Wendy to see\emdash Wendy could well enough see Paul\rquote s penis in Leighanne\rquote s cunt; but Tim\rquote s penis was in the other hole\emdash her asshole.
\tab\lquote ewewwew!\rquote Wendy commented to herself. She lightly finger probed her own asshole not aware that it was a sexual draw for boys, too. \lquote I POOP from there!\rquote she said to herself. \lquote boys are so gross.\rquote
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\tab A gardener doing gardening stuff alongside the church frightened and disrupted the naughty trio, they scurried back to where their clothes were, dressed hurriedly, and then fled out of the main sanctuary leaving Wendy to remain in hiding. She wasn\rquote t fearful that the gardener could see her, the windows were of such that prevented an outsider to see inside.
\tab The images of the naughty trio filled her head\emdash and then some. She found herself with a severe tingling between her legs, she resisted for a time but eventually undone her short pants and slid them down\emdash along with her panties. Feverently she fingered herself into a tizzy until such a time as she called out Drake\rquote s name. She found that she had to lay down, work her pants and panties to her ankles and really get after it. A burning sensation there was to her poon and she knew that only Drake\rquote s pud would satisfy it.
\tab She found, too, that rolling over, pooching her butt up like Leighanne and done and then spanking herself was pleasurable. She wondered casually if she could get Drake to spank her?
\tab Her tummy growled, it was getting late and if she didn\rquote t want to get chewed out for being late for home, she had to scurry. After pulling up her clothes she gave the baptismal water tank a look. She laughed and then made way to the side door that was never locked.
\tab Wendy\rquote s \ldblquote learning\rdblquote was not over, however\'85
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