\fs28 Lev. 18: 6-30 (22)
22 You shall not lie with mankind as with womankind: it is an abomination.
23 Neither shalt thou lie with any beast to defile thyself therewith: neither shall any woman stand before a beast to lie down thereto: it is confusion.\line 24 defile not ye yourselves in any of these things: for in all these the nations are defiled which I {\field{*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://scriptures.lds.org/lev/lev/18/24c" \l "24c" }}{\fldrslt{cast}}}\f0\fs28 out before you.
\tab Well, anyways, Brandy humped Atom Might and Kosmo. The strange twelve year old seriously got off pressing her bald beaver to the back of the horses\emdash all the while being spanked by August who just thought the whole thing bizarre.
\tab Zach had a nice little body and August took pleasure in watching the youngster fuck his sisters. More pleasure was taken with watching the boy SPANK his sisters until they sincerely could not take the boy\rquote s hand anymore. The young boy loved licking out his sisters\rquote cunts and shoving his cock into their assholes, peeing on them, and watching them pee on him!
\tab There was more pleasure taken watching the boy fuck the likes of Melody and Bradley and sodomize Nick and even Michael and Josh! August liked the boy and enjoyed quality time with him\emdash usually on his bed with the boy on top of him snuggling.
\tab Nicholas (Nick) got pretty much the same treatment; a nice looking boy, curious about bugs, how do cacti live in the desert, and why does cum taste so yucky. Usually it was Michael and Josh who blasted their spunk onto the boy\rquote s handsome face, Ted didn\rquote t like to have sex with the boys so August cut him some slack.
\page\tab Angela.
\tab The pretty girl, reserved, shy, warmed August and when having sex with her he took his time. She had an incredible face, a beautiful naked body and a deliciously tight cunt of which almost all of his manly manhood could enter. He loved on her, spanked her, peed on her, watched her stand out in the stall of Atom Might and pee, then lay out on a bale of baled hay and be peed on by Atom Might. Along with Brandy, Angela also took to toying with the mighty horse\rquote s cock, masturbating it, fondling his huge horsey balls, and laying on top of him humping his backside.
\tab Gianna most times came to lay across his lap\emdash she also was one along with Julie and Melody who wore panties. August had a slight fetish watching girls prance about in their panties\emdash along with pissing thru them. And along with watching them walk about in their undies and peeing thru them, he enjoyed having the girls lay across his lap to be spanked\emdash then, after a succession of spanks pull their panties down to their knees and haul after their ass some more\emdash then\emdash THEN push the panties down to their ankles and once more land five hard smacks to their already burning ass.
\tab Gianna usually fussed the most and got extra swats. Julie didn\rquote t like being spanked but took the spanking in lieu of being sodomize and raped repeatedly by ALL the boys one after another with August taking up last and not being very delicate about it like what happened to Gianna. One night, in lieu of spanking and being cornholed righteously, Julie sat on her knees in the living room of the trailer and the boys all surrounded her. For the entire day, the previous night, most of the previous evening, the boys had laid off cumming. No fucking, no jerking, no humping of anykind. There was work to do to keep them occupied; the trailer was being prepped for abandonment\emdash getting rid of \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote and straightening it out some, extra cleaning, and so on.
\tab Then, that night, Julie received her first Cum Bath.
\tab The boys surrounded young girl and began masturbating. To help aid them\emdash Gianna and Angela laid out on the floor fingering themselves while Melody and Bradley went around pressing their breasts against the boy\rquote s backsides and lending a hand helping them to jerk off.
\tab Josh was the first to shoot off his wad squirting onto Julie\rquote s face with a mighty gush. Ted followed up with a serious amount of pent up teen cum; Zach managed to squirt, too; but Nick wasn\rquote t able to. August gave the young girl a nice facial and following the \ldblquote bath\rdblquote she sucked on all the cum squirters, Nick, too.
\page\tab On his hands and knees, Michael took all of August\rquote s cock\emdash he didn\rquote t often do boys but he DID do them\emdash all the while his mouth was on Bradley\rquote s cunt. A hole was a hole was a hole. While humping he \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote to play with the boy\rquote s cock, caressed his sides, and drilled him into a new level of anal awareness.
\tab Spanking from August and the girls was the in thing for boys Zach and Nick, not too hard but enough to turn their young butts a nice shade of red. For their enduring such punishment they got to chose the evening meal AND dessert!
\tab Melody.
\tab She was of the perfect age\emdash perfect age to be readily accepting of his manhood. It was a fantastic thing to watch Ted fuck the girl, it was a mind blower to watch Michael, Josh, Nick, Zach all take their equal turns humping the teen\rquote s pussy, getting off in and on her face and fucking her backdoor. But August enjoyed his special time he allotted for her and after a full two months it was noted that she, along with Bradley and Alyssa were \ldblquote late.\rdblquote
\tab Didn\rquote t really change much, August was biding his time\emdash he had contacted the owners of the mobilehome he was interested in. The real estate agent let it slip that the home had had few hits and little interest. August was pleased and asked for a bit less in price asked for.
\tab Some other mobilehomes and even a farmhouse took his interest, those were in neighboring Chester County. A very nice motorhome also got his attention\emdash with a motorhome (RV) he could go mobile! With the EMAD, though, he could do both! He had acquired enough of the green stuff to help his cause. He did not do business with a bank\emdash legally or otherwise. The money \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote went to the nearby Indian casino\emdash there it was a simple matter of \ldblquote exchanging\rdblquote . Slot machines and table games helped out there and August simply bundled the ill-gotten booty for fresh fairly new bills and that was that. (he also made a slight profit)
\tab Bradley was alright, too; but there was a slight difference\emdash Bradley was 90% herself, she was controllable but had to be somewhat watched and she was not a willing participant in the sex games the others prescribed to. She was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote of what was going on and \ldblquote aware\rdblquote of it was going on with\emdash but she couldn\rquote t do anything about it but go with it and tolerate it (that pesky ten percent remaining the culprit there.)
\tab August spanked her occasionally, fucked her cunt, drilled her ass and had all the boys take their turns doing same including peeing on her and her unto them. Every now and then the man got a mean streak going in him and he took the girl out to the stalls\'85
\page\tab Brandy got Atom Might started, masturbating him. Bradley tried to resist and got the cattle prod pressed to her ass as a result. As she lay wriggling on the ground in the stall of the great horse she was warned about disobedience.
\tab\ldblquote If you do that again (disobey) I\rquote ll shove this up your ass.\rdblquote and turn it on. Bradley was partly angry and highly pissed off but she in no way wanted that cattle prod up her ass (and turned on.)
\tab She nodded\emdash but August knew that he couldn\rquote t rightly fully trust her. The EMAD had been getting a work out and for some time he had let it be in the \ldblquote silent\rdblquote /stand-by mode. 90%, though, was all that could be tackled on the teenager. He did try to go for 88% and wanted 85\emdash but the strength meter decreased\emdash not increased giving the girl 95% free will.
\tab Force and threat had to be the thing. August didn\rquote t mind, he sort of so-so liked being forceful but it really wasn\rquote t his thing\emdash just a sometimes necessary thing.
\tab After Bradley had recovered she took over masturbating duties while Brandy climbed up onto the great horsey and enjoyed humping there. Bradley sucked on the head of Atom Might making faces and retching as she did so. The splash of cum covering her face made the girl gag and then hurl.
\tab She was taken to the spigot for a wash then taken to the stall containing Kosmo. Kosmo horsey was a little smaller but a great horse. August had ridden Kosmo all over the nearby ridge, thru the washes, and out ran some coyotes. Once more the girl whacked the horsey cock but didn\rquote t have to suck it or blast its cum onto her face. That was good and she was glad of it; however, she had to lay out on a baled bale of hay, legs open and take the horsey cock to her pussy!
\tab A bit of horse dick did manage\emdash with Brandy\rquote s help the entire head of Kosmo the Flying Horse\rquote s cock went into the teen\rquote s snatch. Brandy masturbated the cock with a loving touch getting him to cum and flood Bradly\rquote s pussy and blow the girl\rquote s mind.
\tab Brandy wanted fucked in the same manner.
\tab Who was August to deny her?
Decisions
\tab Some decisions were easier than others. Like, whether to buy 2-ply toilet paper or splurge for the new and improved 3-ply? Buy the $4.98 six pack or get the 18 pack for $1.50 more? Or as my friend Bender would say, \ldblquote Buy one $300 hooker-bot or 300 $1 hooker-bots!?\rdblquote
\page\tab Almost three months after being acquired by August, Angela, Gianna, Julie, and Michael were returned to society. It wasn\rquote t an easy let go, either. An attachment had developed, the conditioning of the Acquired Ones had set in and the need for the EMAD and Force w/Punishment nil. Rewiring them and doing away with what had happened to them during their three month excursion AND inputting new & improved notions on how they would be forevermore was the next trick. And it was time consuming, too.
\tab Angela and the aforementioned others, would not remember what had happened to them\emdash but they would continue to engage sexually with themselves and each other. If the \ldblquote others\rdblquote were separated then they themselves would seek out someone else to make hey-hey with.
\tab August was saddened to see them go. He liked them all, Gianna had warmed him, Angela pleased him. He rather liked Michael and very muchly was pleased with Julie. But he couldn\rquote t keep them all. So he didn\rquote t. It was a hard thing to let go the next batch, too; Melody, Bradley, Josh, and Ted. It soured his mood; Ted volunteered to stay but August wanted a clean break. He was keeping some\emdash there was just no way he could not do so. Melody and Bradley were \ldblquote wired\rdblquote so as they would continue to be friends with Josh and Ted\emdash very friendly. Josh also volunteered to hang with August but understood that he had go home.
\tab Afterwards, August said goodbye to Eighty Acres, Desert City, Verde Mesa, the San Miquez River, and Hunter Liggit. He loaded up the horses, the goat, the chickens, and Alyssa, Brandy, Carly, Zach, and Nick and made for new digs in Boone County.
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In good company
\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s that?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote New guy, August Moone.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s got kids.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote And horses!\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote No wife, though.\rdblquote
\tab Then,
\tab\ldblquote I know you\rquote re staring at the horses, right?\rdblquote
\tab Uh, no.
\tab Busted Boyd shrugged and offered a meager smile,
\tab\ldblquote Sorry, babe, I was just checkin\rquote them, they new, that\rquote s all.\rdblquote
\tab Brianna took his apology but knew the horndog was checking the new girls out just the same.
\page\tab Summer was dragging on and on and on. Boyd was a little miffed that his girl, Brianna, may bug out by the end of summer and the start of the new school season. She was only supposed to be temporary and spend the summer with her grandparents; come the end of summer then she was to go back with her bickering folks.
\tab Autumn, however, was staying.
\tab Fat Boy, Angus, was hanging out due to an incarcerated Dad and not wanting to go to the county care. There was no \ldblquote orphanage\rdblquote in the tri-county area but in neighboring 4rth county, Stanis, there was a Foster Care system, and in no way no how was Angus going there. Boone County was his home and that was that.
\tab Boyd had managed to keep from getting into too much trouble\emdash along with his girl\rquote s suspicious Grandmother who very nearly busted them while he was hiding out in Brianna\rquote s bedroom. The old gal was sneaky and wise and though Brianna was a \ldblquote good girl\rdblquote the old lady wasn\rquote t that trusting.
\tab Boyd had hidden himself in the girl\rquote s closet\emdash naked. None of Brianna\rquote s clothes fit him, of course, so he was stuck being naked and would have to wait until dark before trekking home. His home life wasn\rquote t so hot but it was better than nothing.
\tab The four companions checked out the new arrivals; the man, August Moone, had a big diesel pickup towing a horse trailer. One of the horses from the trailer was a big beast, handsome and gallant. Two other horses, one a female, were just as nice\emdash but not a big. There, too, was a goat and a load of half a dozen chickens and rooster. There was room for them all, the double wide mobilehome sat on a nice lot with lots of room for the animals. One side had a large iron pipe corral enclosure while the other had mostly sand and some lawn. A few fruit trees, a cactus garden, and a lot of openness.
\tab Though Boyd was guilty of staring at the girls, Brianna was kind of curious about the two boys but mostly the horses. Angus was only mildly curious about the three girls\emdash he had other things on his mind and wanted to \ldblquote get gone.\rdblquote
\tab Autumn was just curious about the new arrivals as a whole. She figured the oldest two girls would be at her school and she would like to make friends with them\emdash more friends the better as there were some girls at Jonas Middle School who didn\rquote t like Autumn and it would be nice to have back-up.
\tab Angus got Boyd\rquote s attention\emdash tapping his wrist watch.
\tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote said Boyd, \ldblquote we\rquote gonna go swimming or sit here starin\rquote at horse dicks?\rdblquote
\page\tab Brianna rolled her eyes\emdash sometimes boys could be so crude.
\tab The kids gathered themselves and left the new arrivals slipping off to thru the meadow making for the sunken mine swimming hole. The day was hot, muggy, and virtually unpleasant\emdash a nice swim was just the thing. Strange that in an area where it was scorching hot thru the summer there were few who had swimming pools in their backyard\'85
\tab\ldblquote Damn but it\rquote s hot!\rdblquote exclaimed Brianna boldly. She fanned herself and even had her button top open fanning her chest.
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re almost there.\rdblquote said Boyd haggardly.
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re lost!\rdblquote exclaimed Autumn exhaustedly.
\tab\ldblquote No we\rquote re not!\rdblquote Boyd said almost angrily.
\tab Brianna nodded to Autumn \lquote Yes we are.\rquote
\tab The boys followed a long narrow pathway that after what seemed an hour came to a crossing path. The boys stopped, they had never come to a path crossing their path to the swimming hole.
\tab\ldblquote That aint right.\rdblquote declared Boyd.
\tab\lquote We\rquote re lost!\rquote Brianna whispered again.
\tab\ldblquote I think it\rquote s this way.\rdblquote Autumn said pointing thru the tall grassy meadow. The boys looked to her and then to each other.
\tab\ldblquote How do you know?\rdblquote Boyd asked almost sarcastically.
\tab\ldblquote\rquote Cause it\rquote s between the tracks and Knob Hill.\rdblquote (Knob Hill was the only blot on the otherwise flat meadow landscape.)
\tab Boyd wrinkled his nose, shunned the sun with hand and looked to the direction Autumn indicated.
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve come pretty far,\rdblquote she continued, \ldblquote it\rquote s gotta be close \lquote cause we\rquote re just in line with that power tower.\rdblquote On the right was one of those huge metal powerline structures.
\tab The boys hung loose debating with themselves. Autumn sighed exasperatedly and pushed her way between them heading straight thru the shoulder high grass and weeds. Brianna followed quickly turning to the boys,
\tab\ldblquote Coming?\rdblquote
\tab The boys looked to one another\emdash
\tab\lquote be damned if I\rquote m going to be showed up by a girl!\rquote was their shared sentiment and they struck out after the girls \ldblquote Hey! Wait up!\rdblquote
\tab Twenty minutes later and they were at the sunken mine aka swimming hole. The girls were naked and smiling big. The boys were dejected but stripped off their clothes and let it be. The girls could win one once in awhile. Once.
\page\tab Brianna and Autumn still weren\rquote t too comfortable with swimming out into the middle of the fresh water pond OR swimming down to where the equipment was buried. Boyd and Angus had no fear. Suddenly, though, Angus came shooting up from the depths in a dire panic.
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote Boyd asked not knowing what the cause of his friend\rquote s panic.
\tab Angus tried to conceal his fright and not alarm the girls.
\tab\ldblquote Someone\rquote s down there.\rdblquote he said in a hoarse whisper.
\tab\ldblquote Say what!?\rdblquote
\tab Angus tugged on Boyd\rquote s arm and pulled him down.
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck are they up to?\rdblquote Brianna asked aloud.
\tab\ldblquote No good, no doubt.\rdblquote Autumn replied.
\tab\ldblquote We ought to leave their asses here.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t want to go to the river but our secret pond in the woods would be good.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote I have to be home soon, though.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, me, too; my Aunt\rquote s been suspicious or some junk. Kind of been on my case a bit\emdash mostly bitching about me hanging with the boys too much.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Adults, suck all the fun out of being a kid.\rdblquote
\tab Autumn agreed and languished by the shore facing the middle of the pond; Brianna kept vigil on her feet\emdash not trusting the boys and anticipating that they would try to sneak up on them from underwater and try to drag them down or something.
\tab Suddenly the boys shot up to the surface and looked seriously panicked.
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote Brianna asked.
\tab Neither boy answered but swam to the shore and clung there looking very panicky.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote Brianna persisted.
\tab\ldblquote We need to get out.\rdblquote Boyd said trying to be calm.
\tab\ldblquote Why? What is it?\rdblquote
\tab Neither boy wanted to say but the girls got it that the boys weren\rquote t playing, something had them spooked.
\tab After gathering their clothes they headed for the tracks\emdash Dark Thunder was due anyway.
\tab The boys walked in silence a little ahead of the girls. The girls were worried, concerned, and peeved that the boys weren\rquote t spilling. But for the moment they were willing to cut the boys some slack and let them be. For now.
\page\tab At the train shack the boys slumped down inside to be out of the immediate heat. The girls had no desire to trek further or to the nearby Dangnabbit River.
\tab\ldblquote School\rquote s gonna start soon,\rdblquote Brianna said noting the sketches of crude drawings and misspelled sayings on the cracked wall of the shack, \ldblquote hope I\rquote m here for it.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you like the city?\rdblquote Autumn asked.
\tab\ldblquote Not really, it\rquote s ok; there\rquote s the malls and museums and parks and stuff but, I dunno, guess I\rquote m a country girl at heart.\rdblquote
\tab The boys remained quiet.
\tab\ldblquote How far is it to the bridge, the other bridge?\rdblquote Brianna asked.
\tab\ldblquote Kinda far.\rdblquote Boyd said standing up brushing his butt off.
\tab\ldblquote We couldn\rquote t make it?\rdblquote Autumn asked curiously.
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm, we might.\rdblquote
\tab Brianna had second thoughts as they hoofed it down the track to the first trestle, the one over the dry Bald Deer River. It was quite aways away actually and the great behemoth locomotive, Dark Thunder, was due. On the left was thick brambles and bushes and not a lot of space between the tracks and them; on the right was the marshy part of the meadow and not pleasant to walk in.
\tab When the trestle over the dry river came into view\emdash the ground \lquote neath their feet began to tremble.
\tab\ldblquote SHIT!\rdblquote yelled Boyd.
\tab Though they were tired and way hot\emdash\ldblquote RUN!\rdblquote roared Boyd grabbing Brianna\rquote s hand. Smoke could be seen darkening the skies around the great hill, cinders were already in the air and the mighty mightness of the magnificent locomotive was ominous at best.
\tab Scarcely and did the kids reach the bridge and down the embankment to get safely (safely?) underneath. The massive iron beast roared across the tracks but noticeably not as charging as it usually did. Still, though, it was threatening and fearful.
\tab The massive train lumbered along coming almost to a complete stop.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s never done that before.\rdblquote Boyd stated. The four scrambled back up the embankment and watched as the last train car barely creeped along.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote Brianna asked aloud.
\tab Boyd had no answer. Angus was bemused,
\tab\ldblquote Maybe it\rquote s waiting for me!\rdblquote he said.
\tab\ldblquote Waiting for you?\rdblquote
\page\tab The boy shrugged,
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I\rquote ve been wanting to ride this thing,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Like the hobos?\rdblquote Autumn asked.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, sorta, I guess, just to get me across the bridge.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote interrupted Boyd, \ldblquote but it don\rquote t slow down or stop once over the Dang river, it\rquote ll take you \lquote cross country!\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote No prob,\rdblquote said Angus shirking off the threat, \ldblquote had enough of this place as it is\emdash time to see something different.\rdblquote
\tab Just then the train couplers banged and the wheels of the train began to turn faster.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s taking off.\rdblquote Boyd stated the obvious.
\tab\ldblquote We should, too.\rdblquote said Brianna, \ldblquote It\rquote s fucking too hot!\rdblquote
\tab The sights and smells of the great locomotive and its 200 cars rumbled on and out of sight. The smelly odor of the creosote ties, the stench of the nearby swamp, the oppressive heat drove the kids to traipse into the woods and to their secret pond.
\tab\ldblquote We ought to do one more weekend camp out.\rdblquote Boyd declared.
\tab The girls were in agreement, whether or not their guardians would be remained to be seen. The boys seemed to be a little \ldblquote lighter\rdblquote and jostled one another as they made their way into and thru the woods. They paused to pee, fart, and throw rocks all over the place. The girls shook their heads at the \ldblquote boys\rdblquote and were glad they were back to themselves. But something had spooked them and they weren\rquote t telling!
\tab Kevin Reynolds.
\tab Kevin Rynolds was twelve and he was a rascal; vandalism was just one of his casual pranks\emdash knocking over headstones in the cemetery, putting glue in business door locks, bashing mailboxes. He was short statured, missing front teeth, wore an earring, and seldom wore a shirt. He cussed a lot, seldom went to school, and was at the scene of several arsons but never caught at it.
\tab Kevin Reynolds would forever be twelve.
\tab The image of the boy filled the boys\rquote minds\emdash moreso to Angus as he had had the same problem not so long ago; getting his foot stuck in the under the water mining equipment.
\tab Whether or not he had been alone, though, was not known. Surely he hadn\rquote t been; he was always\emdash always with his buds, Donny and Bart (see chptr 34; pg 26).
\page\tab\ldblquote I bet they were all there.\rdblquote Boyd surmised.
\tab\ldblquote But I don\rquote t understand.\rdblquote Angus replied, the image of the drowned boy just consumed his thoughts.
\tab\ldblquote They probably panicked, Donny and Bart, and when they couldn\rquote t get their pal free,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Wow, they freaked and left him there!?\rdblquote Brianna said sneaking in on the boys\rquote private conversation.
\tab Boyd fumed, what had happened, what he had seen he regarded as personal and private. He hadn\rquote t told Brianna and Autumn to save them from the horror of young Kevin Reynolds floating ten feet underwater with his foot caught in an upturned sunken bulldozer\rquote s cables.
\tab It was an image that wouldn\rquote t soon go away.
\tab\ldblquote He was a bully,\rdblquote Brianna started to say.
\tab\ldblquote That doesn\rquote t matter!\rdblquote shouted back Boyd.
\tab The outburst caught Brianna off-guard. She realized she should have kept to herself or at least not barge in on the boys\rquote convo.
\tab\ldblquote Was he your friend?\rdblquote she asked.
\tab\ldblquote Hell no!\rdblquote Boyd exclaimed. But still,
\tab Angus stared out to the gloomy skies that had come up. He sighed and farted but the mood was solemn so he didn\rquote t giggle about it. He had been caught, just like Kevin\emdash but unlike Kevin, Angus had had friends to help him out. An emotion suddenly swept over him and he quickly turned his back then got up and went into the woods.
\tab Brianna looked after him curiously,
\tab\ldblquote Leave him alone,\rdblquote Boyd said, \ldblquote he\rquote s got shit to deal with.\rdblquote
\tab Brianna didn\rquote t understand what he meant but let it go just the same.
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s hurting.\rdblquote she told Boyd.
\tab Boyd remained as he was for a couple of minutes then got up and made way after his friend.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote Autumn asked coming back into the scene after leaving to have a personal moment of her own.
\tab Brianna told her so she would know.
\tab\ldblquote Wow.\rdblquote said Autumn.
\tab\ldblquote Keep it to yourself,\rdblquote Brianna told her friend, \ldblquote it\rquote s apparently touched him and made him upset.\rdblquote
\tab The girls vowed to keep it to themselves and the boys returned excited about another find. The girls were dragged by the excited boys and the horror-find of Kevin Reynolds faded.
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neighborly neighbors being neighborly neighbored
\tab Not every household in Boone County had horses; not every house in the county had a swimming pool; not everyone in Boone went fishing and/or hunting. But just about any resident of the county had a hobby. The neighbors of August Moone were no exception. One day while Magic the Wonder Horse of Meadows Farm was \ldblquote visiting\rdblquote Atom Might the Mighty Mount, this is what she saw:
\tab Alongside the right hand side of the bed, Marcia, sisters Janiffer, and Cayly. On the left hand side of the queen size bed, Grant, and his brothers, Perry and Ben. ON the queen size bed that took up most of the room in the average sized mobilehome bedroom, still newlywed Carol Anne Stavish-Braybury. She was naked. So were her daughters aforementioned and new \ldblquote sons\rdblquote also just mentioned. On top of her was her still newlywed husband of nine months, Mitchell Braybury. A \ldblquote school\rdblquote session of sorts was in progress and Mitchell was the instructor.
\tab No one seemed distraught about the immodest act on the bed. The boys stood with their hands before them concealing their erections; even young seven year old Benny had a boner! The girls, too, standing opposite of the bed, stood with heads bowed, hands before concealing their nakedness.
\tab Mitchell Braybury \ldblquote put it to\rdblquote his new wife; Carol Anne received her new husband and didn\rquote t seem to mind the deliberate act of unashamed lovemaking. Carol Anne was three years younger than Mitchell, blond haired, 32Cs, and being in her mid thirties still retained a nice body. Her pussy was void of pubes; she was in good shape for 37 yrs. young; she had a good personality, seldom serious, seldom over emotional except in times of crisis.
\tab Marcia was scarcely twelve years young; sister Janiffer had just turned ten four months prior, and Cayly, the youngest Braybury-Stavish was just six. At twelve, Marcia had \ldblquote development\rdblquote ; her pussy had a light layer of blond pubes; there were no marks, marrings, unsightly moles, or even blemishes on her young body. She was very slender, of average height for her age group, somewhat demure, shy, and prim in nature as opposed to sister Janiffer who was more outgoing and tomboyish. Both girls had super fine\emdash super long blond hair. Their intent was to let their blond hair grow as long as it could.
\tab Sister Cayly had short shoulder length hair and she liked it that way.
\page\tab New Daddy Mitchell humped his new wife, raised up to give his boys and new daughters a looksee at the penetration of his manhood into the girl\rquote s Mother and the boy\rquote s new Mother.
\tab Grant had wood. Perry had wood. Ben had wood.
\tab At thirteen it was a given that being naked would give the boy a boner; being naked with his new siblings\emdash definitely boner material. Being naked with his naked siblings AND watching his naked Dad fuck the new Mommy? Wow\emdash bonerlicious!
\tab It was still embarrassing, though; that couldn\rquote t be helped.
\tab Mitchell pulled out and humped Carol Anne\rquote s bald cunt; a bit of cum spurted onto the woman\rquote s heaving stomach\emdash then he reinserted and continued his pumping until he was spent. Carol Anne said nothing during the unconcealed act on the bed. She seemed to languish in a quasi realm of \ldblquote aware\rdblquote and \ldblquote not so\rdblquote aware. Mitchell was clearly in control and humped a good hump driving his manly bone DEEP into the woman\rquote s cunt, straining hard whilst his prick shot a massive wad of man spunk into her womanness.
\tab He was exhausted. Pulling out more spunk squirted and he made a mighty outburst indicating pleasure. After a couple of minutes he moved down the bed some, masturbating his cock and eyeing the girls who stood in utter awe. Then he looked to Grant and nodded.
\tab The boy sighed and seemed reluctant; but got a look from his Dad saying \ldblquote you better do as your told\rdblquote and so he did\emdash climbing onto the bed and guiding his teenage erection into his new Mom\rquote s cunt. As he instinctively pumped\emdash Mitchell caressed the boy\rquote s ass.
\tab Carol Anne said nothing, did nothing. She moaned and was seemingly aware of getting laid\emdash but whether or not she was aware of WHO she was getting laid by remained unclear.
\tab Grant slowed a few times, seemed to be straining and finally collapsed onto his new Mom with his sex clenching uncontrollably. A pat on the ass from his Dad and the boy slithered off to lay on his stomach beside the new Mom\emdash but another tap to the boy and he rolled over to lay on his backside. He was a swath of sweat, heaving, and his teenage prick still spurting some spew.
\tab Eleven year old Perry came nextly to get it on with the new Mom; Perry was basically hairless save for the thick mop of dark hair on his head. At eleven he was the same height as his older brother, Grant. He was more lean and slightly more active than Grant. More cheerful, found humor in most things and made merry of everything else. A lighthearted kid who didn\rquote t hesitate when his Dad prompted him to mount.
\page\tab Perry went just two minutes before unleashing his special love. He wasn\rquote t as exhausted as Grant had been and sat up marveling at what he had done, staring at his new Mom\rquote s cum soaked snatch and beheld a face of bemusement.
\tab Then the youngest Braybury took his turn. Benny was seven and didn\rquote t have much to offer\emdash but a nice average wiener for a boy of seven. Like his brothers, he had a thick mop of raven black hair; a slim body, and a knack to fuck. Like brother, Perry, Ben was a lighthearted kid but was a little embarrassed about the deed to be done.
\tab Being merely seven with a cock that was just a few inches in length hard\emdash young Benny humped five minutes before being tapped on the ass \ldblquote get off.\rdblquote Many times during the five minute hump did his little prick slip out. He humped in and on his new Mom\rquote s cunt the full five minutes then rolled off to lay on the side of the bed next to the gawking girls.
\tab Then,
\tab For the longest time she tried to avoid eye contact with her new Daddy. But he cleared his throat and got Marcia\rquote s attention anyways. He nodded to her, she sighed, closed her eyes and moved onto the bed. Straddling her Mom\rquote s waist, ass up, she endured the indignity of being closely scrutinized and ogled. But that was nothing compared to being licked\'85
\tab She tried not to clench but it was an involuntary response. She lay with her head on her Mom\rquote s chest\emdash nothing was said but much was done. The man who was her new Daddy was licking her butt hole! It was unconscionable! It was unbelievable! It was\emdash
\tab Words escaped the humiliation she felt; she twisted and couldn\rquote t believe what was happening to her. She wriggled her darling little butt; her new Daddy held her firmly as he dragged his tongue all about her anal rim, nipped her cheeks, then apparently probed her hole!
\tab Marcia\rquote s stomach tightened, she blinked her eyes and turned from staring at the naked Cayly to see Grant laying on her right staring up to the ceiling. She didn\rquote t blame him\emdash he was as much a victim as was she and the rest of the family.
\tab Suddenly there was a new intrusion\emdash it wasn\rquote t new Daddy\rquote s tongue but his finger! His finger! OMG! Marcia had no choice but to clench to convey some sort of protest. The protest went unheeded and Marcia\rquote s asshole was finger fucked.
\tab That was followed by being turned over and laid right onto her naked Mom; her legs spread open wide and new Daddy\rquote s tongue licked out her pussy.
\page\tab There were mixed feelings that drove the poor hapless girl crazy. There were tingling sensations she had never before experienced\emdash but wanted to over and over again. But then, too, it was a violation. Wasn\rquote t it? She began to lose sight of what was Right and Wrong; a bout of confusion filled her mind\emdash was it Right or Wrong to be naked with her siblings; to be naked with her parents; to be naked especially with her Daddy?
\tab What was Right\emdash what was Wrong?
\tab The tongue action to her cunny seemed so right that it couldn\rquote t be wrong! The tingling transitioned to that feeling of take a seriously hard morning piss. The relief was more fantastic\emdash more than words could describe.
\tab Then,
\tab New Daddy came crawling up between her legs\'85
\tab In her mind she was screaming \ldblquote NO! NO! NOOOOO-oooo!\rdblquote
\tab New Daddy, Mitchell, laid his Daddy dong against Marcia\rquote s lovely-lovely simply-fucking lovely cunt and there he did hump. Marcia blinked her eyes and tried to twist herself but to no gain.
\tab Mitchell not wanting to be rough with his new daughter cooed to her; he lay gently on her\emdash didn\rquote t stop humping against her virgin cunt\emdash and cooed-cooed-cooed to her until she settled.
\tab It was of note that his manhood was too much for her young delicate pussy. Oh, he could be the full asshole and not care and just jab the thing into her, but there were other ways.
\tab How many minutes there was from when he had began cooing to Marcia and when he finally spurted his love cream onto her virgin snatch was elusive. A great quantity of cum spilled to coat the girl\rquote s quim and totally relax the man into a delightful euphoric bliss. And before his cock totally limped out he gouged the head into her crevice.
\tab Using the girl\rquote s on cast off panties from the floor where she had earlier undressed, new Daddy Mitchell nodded to number two son\emdash Perry. Smiling and behaving like a mischievous boy he took position on his new sister humping against her\emdash not in her.
\tab Marcia was calm, she clenched, twisted, and made facial expressions indicating mixed emotions\emdash mostly of pleasure. \ldblquote OOOOOH\emdash Daddy, yes!\rdblquote she had cooed back while her Daddy had been on her (the last bit). She said nothing but conveyed much as Perry humped her followed by Ben.
\tab Benjamin was actually the one who was capable of getting IN to his sister\rquote s beaver. So he did. But his cock wasn\rquote t enough to bust the girl\rquote s cherry. He humped, slipped out, humped some more until he wore out.
\page\tab Mitchell caressed both his boys as they humped on Marcia; he fondled their testicles thru their legs and scooted up to lay his once more engorged cock against their basically lily white assed. He humped himself against the boys, spanked them, poked their bung holes, and very nearly made sodomized them!
\tab At length, Marcia was allowed off of her Mother. Mitchell hugged his cock that was greatly hard\emdash hard enough to break bricks with. Then, nodded to daughter number two, Jannifer. The timid girl had confused thoughts\emdash she wanted to obey but struggled with compliance. New Daddy Mitchell snapped his fingers and that seemingly brought the girl to her senses\emdash to her controlled senses. She ambled onto the bed and lay on her Mother, ass up.
\tab Normally Marcia would have had issue with young sib Cayly being treated the way she was\emdash with Jannifer, too. Both girls like Marcia had to get on their apparently mindless Mother, ass up first. New Daddy Mitchell then assessed their ass, then took his tongue to it gouging the crack and then the hole itself before plunging a finger inward.
\tab That was followed up by the girls turning over and laying down\emdash legs open wide. New Daddy Mitchell \ldblquote went down\rdblquote on the girls, licking his fill before saddling up and laying his fuck stick against their slits. There he did hump; grinding his meat stick right into their young crevices barely able to issue any cum at all.
\tab But it was fun trying!
\tab He marveled at each girl. He took her in, drank her in, filled his mind and soul with each new daughter. They were each different; each had differing personality, appearance, and mannerisms. Each had a pussy taste that was different, too!
\tab Each girl, in turn, was not only humped on by their new Daddy, but by their new brothers, as well. Grant seemed to be the one most to try and resist or show displeasure. But he did follow thru and didn\rquote t hesitate\emdash not even when laying on little Cayly. Marcia, though, saw when he was standing by the bedside seemingly pissed off.
\tab Perry gave no such emotion and just humped the girls than stood beside the bed. Ben was a little giddy and unsure of himself but guided by his Dad he did the deeds one-two-three and then stood by the bedside while ONE MORE TIME new Daddy Mitchell fucked his new wife.
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\pard
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote she said with voice not chipper, delightful, cheerful, enthusiastic; just a simple greeting.
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote he replied with a voice of not being so chipper or friendly but respectful.
\tab The night was dark, warm, and full of bugs. Regardless, Grant sat on the brick flowerbed boarder a few minutes after midnight. His mood seemed sullen\emdash like the humid air.
\tab\ldblquote Been out here long?\rdblquote she asked sitting next to him.
\tab He shrugged, slapped at a bug on his neck, sighed saying \ldblquote Half an hour or so. Couldn\rquote t sleep.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s new for all of us; this house, country life,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote The bugs, the heat, it\rquote s all different,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Too different.\rdblquote
\tab They sat in silence for a few minutes more. Then Grant sighed saying,
\tab\ldblquote Dad wants me to,\rdblquote he paused and struggled to get the words out, \ldblquote he wants me and you to,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote she got it.
\tab Marcia wore her knee length nightgown, she smelled good, and stifled a yawn. Grant stifled a fart. He was in boy pajamas and debated within himself about how to go about what his Dad had dictated that he do.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s ok,\rdblquote Marcia said, \ldblquote I understand.\rdblquote He calm manner helped.
\tab\ldblquote Really?\rdblquote Grant asked, \ldblquote You mean it\rquote s ok?\rdblquote
\tab Marcia took her turn at shrugging, \ldblquote Might as well get it over with.\rdblquote
\tab Grant finally smiled.
\tab\ldblquote Does he want to watch us?\rdblquote Marcia asked curiously.
\tab\ldblquote Not now, but I think so later.\rdblquote
\tab Marcia nodded. \ldblquote Where do you want to do it?\rdblquote
\tab Inside the house there might be prying eyes.
\tab Outside the house and there were bugs\emdash not too mention it was more than just a little warm. In the garage? Kind of still jammed with two households full of crap that wouldn\rquote t fit nicely in the new manufactured home. Storm cellar? Too creepy, dark, and dank.
\tab Grant smiled a quirky smile\emdash one of the traits Marcia liked about him. Taking his sister\rquote s hand he led her up to the roof where there was an observation platform. The one thing about being out from the city, the skies were clear and easy to see without the light pollution.
\page\tab\ldblquote And it\rquote s cooler up here, too.\rdblquote It was fifteen feet from the ground level to the observation platform where a telescope was stationed and it was some degrees cooler. Strangely, though, Grant didn\rquote t \ldblquote get down to business\rdblquote straightaway, rather he stood staring up at the stars. Marcia stood beside him being quiet and reserved.
\tab\ldblquote Supposed to be all sort of stuff to see up there besides the dippers,\rdblquote Grant said, \ldblquote a bear, zodiac signs, galaxies,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Never could see that stuff in the city.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote I guess living out here wont be all bad.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Getting used to the horse smell is going to be something.\rdblquote
\tab Grant giggled, turned to his sister and became serious.
\tab Marcia leaned against the cast iron rail put up for safety; a light breeze brushed her hair into her face. For her age, she was pretty\emdash going to be prettier as she got older.
\tab Grant let out his breath, stifled a yawn along with a still troublesome fart, then pushed down his pajama bottoms. No underwear. His teenage cock was half erect and dangling. Though there was no moonlight, the night sky provided well enough. Marcia held her smile, shook some cobwebs in her mind\emdash got serious herself and obeyed an implanted command \lquote let your brother Grant have his way with you.\rquote
\tab Marcia slipped off her one piece nightgown and stood in her panties.
\tab Grants timid schlong sprang to life.
\tab\ldblquote I have to do Jan and Cayly, too.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote
\tab His cock swelled as it entered into the final phase of lovemaking. Grant battled with himself to hold back or just let it fly. Confusion and strong sexual feelings overwhelmed all else and Grant pumped for all he was worth (figuratively speaking).
\tab Marcia clung to her brother; their arms and legs locked like insects. Her young cunny tingled giving her incredible sensations never before experienced\emdash but wanted to a thousand times over.
\tab The Braybury boy was gentle\emdash moreso than his Dad was. Marcia knew that somewhere down the line she would be receiving her new Daddy\rquote s cock. She wondered what it would be like. But first!
\tab Grant\rquote s cock slid into her womanness ushering in a whole new world of extreme pleasure\emdash coupled with a quick sharpening pain. It was discomforting for a brief moment. It was her first time and she was giving it up to her brother! Well, her step-brother. He was gentle and did go after it like a rabid rabbit.
\page\tab It was Grant\rquote s first time, too; not counting boning his new Mom. Sinking his pud into Marcia was something he couldn\rquote t put words to. It had only been the day before when he had been on his new Mom; the entire day his mind had been rocked, rocketed, and rammed with what had happened. Only with a \ldblquote talk\rdblquote with his Dad sometime later did he finally calm down.
\tab The final message from his Dad was \ldblquote do it to Marcia\rdblquote or words to that effect. Marcia was pretty, but she was twelve. Janiffer was ten and Cayly\emdash Cayly was six! His Dad told him to \ldblquote do them all\rdblquote or words to that effect.
\tab There was no denying the feeling of sex. It was overwhelming. It was mind boggling. It was fucking incredible! All there was was to slam his cock into Marcia\rquote s cunt and that was that. The girl was lovely; her young pre-teen breasts that were of nominal size\emdash palm size, jiggled. The girl glistened; she smiled and overpowering feelings swam in all directions all over his body crushing his thoughts of Right and Wrong. It was wonton sex and that was all there was to it.
\tab Marcia had the same feelings; it was a rush as she was brought to the brink of sexual pleasure\emdash the ultimate pleasure all girls sought. Marcia found herself engulfed with sensations she didn\rquote t understand. Her nipples perked up and she was grinding herself against her errant lover.
\tab Then they were kissing!
\tab No matter what\emdash Grant\rquote s mind was filled with Marcia. Was it love? Was it passion? A little of both? No longer did it matter that she was a sister by marriage\emdash she was a girl, a lovely girl, and the night of passion up on the roof was utterly Fucking-A fantastic!
\tab With their hormones escalating out of control and their shared orgasm mingling in a tingling circus of propelled gratification the new brother and sister joined as one. Their mouths tried to overcome the other. Their naked bodies swathed in a sheen layer of sex sweat. They meshed as one, they rolled and relished in a magical world that was pure ecstasy.
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think you should do it to Cayly.\rdblquote Marcia cautioned later.
\tab\ldblquote I know\emdash but Dad wants me to.\rdblquote
\tab Silence came between them, then;
\tab\ldblquote Well, he said you had to do her\emdash but did he say you had to be the first?\rdblquote
\tab Good point.
\tab But next\emdash Janiffer!
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\pard
The Whistle Stop Kids
\tab June bugs. They were loud and unseen and just a little spooky\emdash along with being annoying. Other insects made their presence known along with assorted pesky pests. The day was not unlike any other summer day in Boone County\emdash hot-humid-and-muggy. It was a good hump to the woods to their secret pond; it was further and in the heat it was a bitch\emdash but no one wanted to go to the sunken mine swimming hole anymore. Boyd suggested an early \ldblquote get gone\rdblquote to beat the heat and get into the woods before they sweated to death.
\tab\ldblquote So any word about your folks?\rdblquote Boyd asked of Brianna, \ldblquote You stayin\rquote or what?\rdblquote
\tab Brianna hadn\rquote t been much in the way of a talkative mood; mainly \lquote cause she wasn\rquote t an early riser. Living in the country was nipping that but her Grandma cut her some slack being raised a city girl. But with school just around the corner she had to get used to the idea of being up before 7AM. That truly sucked.
\tab\ldblquote This will probably be my last weekend outing.\rdblquote Brianna said sadly.
\tab\ldblquote How\rquote s come?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Granny said so.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote School and I should stay closer to home during school time.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote She\rquote s a pain.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Just trying to keep you good.\rdblquote Boyd replied supportively.
\tab Brianna shrugged, \ldblquote I guess.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote My Aunt\rquote s been on my case, too.\rdblquote Autumn chimed in.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, my folks been yappin\rquote at me, but as long as I do some chores and not brought home by the Sheriff then they cut me some slack.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t ask about mine!\rdblquote Angus giggled.
\tab The kids laughed and bopped their hands together in some sort of union cementing their unionship.
\tab\ldblquote We need a name for ourselves.\rdblquote Angus said.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah!\rdblquote Boyd agreed enthusiastically.
\tab\ldblquote The Train Wreckers!\rdblquote Angus shouted excitedly.
\tab Everyone gave him a look\emdash you know the one.
\tab They trudged onward along the tracks going the opposite direction from the trestle over the river. They had passed the shack and the trail into the woods to their secret pond\emdash they were off to a new direction, a new exploration around the Ghostwhite Hill.
\page\tab\ldblquote Band of Angus!\rdblquote shouted Angus.
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote shouted the others in unison.
\tab\ldblquote The Swamp Raiders!\rdblquote piped in Boyd thinking up a good one.
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote shouted the girls.
\tab\ldblquote The Panty Riders!\rdblquote Angus chirped.
\tab No one even responded to that one.
\tab\ldblquote The Goonies!\rdblquote Boyd cheered.
\tab\ldblquote I think there\rquote s a group called that already.\rdblquote said Brianna flatly.
\tab The boys gave up and shuffled their packs and continued the hoofing.
\tab\ldblquote The Wart Hogs?\rdblquote Angus said in a low questioningly voice.
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\pard rounding the bend
\tab Oh it was hot. Hot and humid. The mix of the oil soaked railroad ties didn\rquote t help.
\tab\ldblquote Like, just how fucking far is this place?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Just around the corner!\rdblquote Boyd said.
\tab Brianna gave him a look, \ldblquote You said that three corners ago.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote he said defensively, \ldblquote I\rquote ve never been there, it\rquote s on the map though.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve heard my Grandpa talk about it,\rdblquote Angus said, \ldblquote all the trains stopped there way back when he was a kid.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote One more \ldblquote round\rdblquote and that\rquote s it!\rdblquote said a getting angry Brianna.
\tab Though Boyd wanted to get to the old train station supposedly somewhere on the line, he was getting tired, too. Most of their last weekend before school was getting eaten up by just walking.
\tab\ldblquote Could be worse,\rdblquote Angus chirped,
\tab\ldblquote How?\rdblquote Brianna asked a little peeved at all the walking.
\tab\ldblquote Could be up hill!\rdblquote
\tab If it weren\rquote t so hot zapping all her enegery she would have slugged him. He was lucky she liked him and held herself together. They rounded the next long sweeping corner and there it was:
\pard\qc Whi t e S op Ju c ion #3
\pard\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote Autumn said uncharacteristically speaking. The heat was really getting to her for her to swear so. She shield her eyes like the others and stared up to a half cocked well weathered piece of board some feet above their heads. Many letters were issing.
\tab\ldblquote White Soup Juice?\rdblquote Autumn quipped.
\tab The kids stared and stared and finally the intense heat drove them to their next find--
\page\tab\ldblquote HOLY SHIT!\rdblquote blurted Boyd.
\tab There was the remains of a large train station, one wall remained and part of a porch. Something of another building was across the tracks and there were foundations of other buildings all retaken by the forest. But that wasn\rquote t the reason why Boyd Aryndon blurted so.
\tab The kids came to where a set of tracks came off from the main line and turned heading into the new woods\emdash young saplings and trees no more than fifty years old. Buried mostly into the earth sunken down some several feet was a locomotive. Not a Big Boy like Dark Thunder but a regular engine from about the 1940s and no less thunderous than the boys\rquote Big Boy that gave them wood when it thundered by them.
\tab\ldblquote Sonofabitch!\rdblquote said Angus. The engine looked like it had burrowed itself into the landscape and had been there a long time; the entire boiler section was into the earth clear up to the cab!
\tab\ldblquote It musta been haulin\rquote ass!\rdblquote supplied Boyd.
\tab\ldblquote It musta come off of the main going 90!\rdblquote
\tab The girls looked to one another not impressed. The boys babbled on about conspiracy theories of this and that; the girls sweated and couldn\rquote t believe\emdash\lquote this is it? We\rquote ve walked ten miles\emdash for this?\rquote
\tab While the boys scrambled all over the remains of the old locomotive, the girls sought shelter from the heat by exploring the interior of the woods by the remains of the train station. Foundations were everywhere and at length the pair found another sign giving them insight to where they were:
\tab Whistle Stop Junction #3
\tab So said a better sign that was barely readable but it was so more than first sign. Old benches, pails, lanterns, clipboards, and so one were found all over the place. Autumn squatted to pee; Brianna noted the boys crawling all over the locomotive engine; she shook her head sadly but was smiling. Most boys like to play Cowboys and Indians, Army, or Pirate. Boyd and Angus? They played Engineer.
\tab The girls continued their own exploration when suddenly\emdash
\tab Autumn prowled around outside the foundation of what was once a large structure, possibly a warehouse. There was an old water pump that took the girl\rquote s attention, she worked the handle that was stuck and required some umph. Suddenly the wooden floor she stood on gave way and down she went.
\tab\ldblquote AUTUMN!\rdblquote screamed Brianna.
\tab The boys came running, \ldblquote What happened?\rdblquote Boyd asked.
\tab\ldblquote She fell,\rdblquote cried Brianna, \ldblquote down there.\rdblquote
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\pard
My travels with Dad
\tab Her ass was nice\emdash nicer than even her older sister! But then again, the girl was younger and most young girls her age did have a nice butt to them and Grant Braybury was an ass man. With his schlong lubed up with an anal grease product anal penetration to non-bio sister Janiffer was relatively easy. There was discomfort\emdash mostly on her part and snugness on his part. But ramming his rod into her ass was the thing\emdash a dictate from his bio-Dad \ldblquote fuck Janiffer in the ass.\rdblquote couldn\rquote t be clearer than that.
\tab This was done while Janiffer sucked on her new Daddy\rquote s cock.
\tab In the days that had elapsed since Grant and Marcia hooked up on the observation deck of their new house, Marcia had seemingly \ldblquote changed.\rdblquote He couldn\rquote t figure it\emdash or finger it but the timid girl was different. She was no longer quite so timid for one thing; almost proudly did she boldly go prancing about the house naked. Janiffer and Cayly did so, too. So did the girls\rquote Mom and Grant\rquote s bio brothers. \ldblquote go about the house naked\rdblquote his Dad had told him\emdash and he assumed the same had been told to the others.
\tab Going naked really wasn\rquote t so bad, he (and the others) got to go outside naked and do some chores naked. Only when venturing to the nearby town did they put their clothes back on. Socializing was minimal as it seemed that the Braybury kids would be \ldblquote homeschooled\rdblquote . Mitchell Braybury seemed to want to keep a low profile. He didn\rquote t want to be totally unsocialable but for the \ldblquote break-in\rdblquote period minimal contact with Boone County residents would be the norm.
\tab When he had gotten off on getting off in Janiffer\rquote s asshole, Grant sat back and was bemused at watching his spunk ooze out of her funk hole as well as the funk hole itself slowly snap shut. His cock ached, his balls tingled; screwing his new Mom and doing Marcia was something\emdash really something! There were some misgivings about putting his pud into Janiffer, she was not even eleven years old yet! And in the back of his mind\emdash he knew that his Dad would want him to do something with Cayly. Cayly was not even seven years old!
\tab But just when he was getting \ldblquote bothered\rdblquote by what his Dad was instigating\emdash those thoughts of moral turpitude were denied. When he did regain his own thoughts\emdash well, it took time to realize that when he had serious questions about what he and his Dad were participating in\emdash those thoughts and questions were virtually obliterated Grant slowly began to \ldblquote fake it.\rdblquote Hard to fake thoughts to but he managed to do so and came to realize that his Dad was controlling his thoughts.
\page\tab Controlling his thoughts electronically!
\tab\ldblquote I knew it!\rdblquote Grant said angrily to himself. Being sneaky he watched as brother Perry humped sister Janiffer while she sucked on Ben\rquote s tool. Grant watched as off to one side his Dad manipulating the kids using a gadget not unlike a television\rquote s remote control device. Grant made a note of it on paper\emdash when he thought about what was happening, what he was seeing and how wrong it was the remote control device \ldblquote disappeared!\rdblquote When he calmed himself again\emdash the device \ldblquote reappeared!\rdblquote
\tab Grant made lots of \ldblquote notes\rdblquote and kept them hidden. Sure he enjoyed putting his pud into Marcia, even Janiffer, but he drew the line at molesting Cayly. And even having sex of some kind to the two older girls bothered him although a part of him really didn\rquote t mind so much. It was confusing and drove him into deep debates with himself.
\tab Then one day\emdash
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go for a ride.\rdblquote
\tab Grant was for that. Only occasionally did the family go out of the house. They did for the purposes of avoiding boredom and stir craziness. They got to go to town, to the shops, to the movie theatre and to the drive-in theatre in nearby Gilmore County. There was some socializing and Mitchell had begun integrating the family into the local church, too.
\tab The \ldblquote ride\rdblquote offered to Grant was for just himself, though\emdash no other family involved. They left their property and headed for town. Grant asked \ldblquote where to?\rdblquote but couldn\rquote t remember if there was an answer or not. And speaking of \ldblquote remembering\rdblquote\emdash Grant couldn\rquote t remember much of the ride at all! There was long two-lane road, pasture on one side, meadow on the other. A few trees, lots of cattle, some horses (Magic and Atom Might roaming the meadows) and some other homes of this and that dotting the landscape. Other than that\emdash Grant had no memory of where they actually went.
\tab But, his next recollection was being in someone\rquote s big SUV, one of the newer ones. The a/c was on, both in the front and rear area; there were groceries in the very back, and his Dad was beside him\emdash
\tab Grant\rquote s Dad was beside him on top of a woman\emdash
\tab Grant\rquote s Dad was beside him on top of a woman who was not his current wife and they were naked! Well, mostly naked\emdash the woman\rquote s blouse was on but it was open in the front and her bra was undone freeing her lovely adult sized melons.
\tab The woman\rquote s pants were at her angles along with her panties.
\page\tab Grant blinked his eyes\emdash\ldblquote what the fu--\rdblquote
\tab Mitchell looked to his son, \ldblquote you aint got her naked, yet?\rdblquote
\tab Grant blinked hard to comprehend, felt a little hot then looked down to see that he himself was on top of a girl! WTF!? Something was wrong. And when his confusion lapsed into desperation\emdash
\tab\lquote calm yourself\emdash be calm, son, be at ease.\rquote
\tab His Dad\rquote s voice filled his mind. Grant let go his breath and with the sigh he was at ease. His Dad beside him was making love to the woman beneath him; she seemed to be in her late 20s, short sassy blond hair, nice boobs. Her head thrashed about and she seemed greatly perplexed but was not saying anything. Mitchell lay on her\emdash doing her. His own pants and underwear were at his ankles, the middle seat was laid back and the a/c was on HIGH. Daddy Mitchell was \ldblquote gettin\rquote it on!
\tab The girl beneath Grant was young, not yet ten. She was pretty, long blond hair, flat chest, and \ldblquote dazed.\rdblquote Grant pressed his cock against her realizing that his own clothes were at his ankles. He didn\rquote t remember taking them down\emdash of course, he didn\rquote t remember getting into the SUV, either.
\tab His fingers were moving but there weren\rquote t his own\emdash er, of his own doing. Off came the girl\rquote s shirt and camisole. Grant felt his heart beating and there was a pesky whine in his ears.
\tab\lquote keep going, son, you\rquote re doing fine.\rquote
\tab Grant began to find it hard to think\emdash let alone breathe.
\tab The young beneath him captivated him\emdash she was pretty; a sweet round face, perfectly straight white teeth, and dazzling blue eyes. A minute at least did he stare taking the girl in before finally working off her short britches. Opening her legs he sat back looking at the girl in her powder blue panties. He began to melt and it didn\rquote t seem to matter no longer that the girl was so young. He was oblivious to her age and oblivious to his Dad next to him.
\tab With the girl\rquote s panties off Grant lay on her once more grinding his cock against her soft pussy. He began to grind against her slit; his mind emptying of whimsy. All there was was to grind and then\emdash then\emdash THEN penetrate. It was dire concentration. He saw the sweet face of his sisters one-two-three and though his Dad wanted him to \ldblquote do\rdblquote Cayly\emdash he hadn\rquote t yet. It was his and Marcia\rquote s plan to have Perry and/or Benjamin do the little girl\emdash then Grant would ultimately \ldblquote do her.\rdblquote
\tab But it wasn\rquote t Cayly he was \ldblquote doing\rdblquote but some unknown girl. His own mind, his own thoughts (and will) had returned. His Dad was humping away and the woman; her legs were up over his shoulders, her feet on the headboard and Grant realized that he was cumming\'85
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It\rquote s a new world, you blockhead
\tab\ldblquote Are you alright?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote No, you idiot, I fell!\rdblquote
\tab And it was a good fall, too; about fifteen feet. Luckily for Autumn, though, she fell onto something like hay. It still hurt despite the thickness of the misplaced decaying hay strewn about the depths of the subterranean level. Boyd checked Autumn over seeing if there were any bones poking thru the skin (fracture.) There wasn\rquote t and he was glad of that.
\tab\ldblquote That was some fall!\rdblquote Boyd said enthusiastically.
\tab\ldblquote I was there.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote I wonder what this is?\rdblquote Boyd stood and looked around but couldn\rquote t see much due to the darkness.
\tab\ldblquote Are you guys alright?\rdblquote shouted down Brianna from above.
\tab\ldblquote Oh, yeah\emdash we\rquote re having a party!\rdblquote Autumn bitched back.
\tab Boyd had taken the \ldblquote leap of faith\rdblquote and jumped down to Autumn to aid her should she need it. She didn\rquote t need it. The olding hay was old but thick.
\tab\ldblquote Can you climb out or should we go for help?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote d be in sooooo much trouble if we had to be helped out of here.\rdblquote Boyd surmised. \ldblquote We\rquote d never get to go out of the house again!\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Well we\rquote ve got to do something!\rdblquote Brianna replied, \ldblquote You cant just stay down there.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Shut up, listen!\rdblquote Autumn said sharply. \ldblquote I hear water running.\rdblquote
\tab Prattling around in the near darkness and Boyd found an old rusted lantern, some huge rope, an iron wheel from a mining cart, and then the cart. As his eyes adjusted he discovered that they were in some sort of cave; it\rquote s exact dimensions were not really known\emdash it was dark!
\tab But he heard water, too. Determining exactly where the water was running was another matter. The closer he got to the end of the cave where it was darkest the more he heard the running water which began to sound like a waterfall. It was colder at the back of the cave\emdash aka mining staging area; damp, too.
\tab\ldblquote Hmm,\rdblquote said Boyd musing, \ldblquote this looks odd.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote Autumn asked still not moving from the huge pile of decaying hay.
\tab\ldblquote Well, there\rquote s this wall, it covered in moss.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s odd about that? Aren\rquote t most caves covered in that stuff?\rdblquote
\page\tab\ldblquote Not really, I guess so, maybe, I dunno,\rdblquote Boyd tried to explain (that he didn\rquote t really no\emdash he wasn\rquote t a spelunker but a spewer!) \ldblquote But there\rquote s no moss anywhere else on the walls.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Be careful.\rdblquote Autumn warned.
\tab\lquote Yeah-yeah-yeah.\rquote Girls!
\tab Running his hands thru the moss he found that it was thick, course, and filled with small critters that fluttered away\emdash some were luminous! The stirring up of moss-dust made Boyd choke and wheeze. His eyes began to water and nose plugged causing some panic\emdash so much so that he lost his balance and crashed THRU the moss covered wall discovering unknowingly that the moss was a curtain\emdash or a makeshift doorway concealing an adjoining wall opening into a new room.
\tab\ldblquote BOYD!\rdblquote screamed Autumn.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote Brianna asked from above.
\tab\ldblquote Boyd fell thru a wall I think.\rdblquote\tab
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m coming down.\rdblquote Brianna said flatly.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s a long ways.\rdblquote Autumn replied.
\tab Brianna thought it over and agreed, tugging on Angus they set out to find rope, a ladder, or go hump it and get help.
\tab Autumn sighed and tried to move\emdash it wasn\rquote t easy. She called for Boyd but got no answer. That frightened her and motivated the slightly injured girl to move. The hay debris had cushioned her fall but the fall was fifteen feet! It still hurt!
\tab Boyd struggled to breathe\emdash when he did he found himself on his hands and knees in a slightly more illuminated room but it wasn\rquote t from a vertical shaft. Dirt and grime coated his eyes and choked his throat.
\tab\ldblquote Son (choke-gasp-wheeze) fucking bitch!\rdblquote he sputtered. \ldblquote FUCK!\rdblquote
\tab The grit in his eyes remained but he could begin to see better.
\tab All around him were glowing luminous objects embedded in the cavern wall. As Boyd got a grip on himself he got a grip on the wall and pulled himself up. The grit in his eyes was a pain but he saw what seemed to be holes, recess in the rock wall structure. On the outside of the wall along with more moss were glowing rocks.
\tab\ldblquote Boyd?\rdblquote called out Autumn.
\tab\ldblquote In here.\rdblquote
\tab Autumn shuffled her way in; limping, smarting, and wondering if she hadn\rquote t broken something after all.
\tab\ldblquote Oh gross!\rdblquote she bitched finding the shroud of moss not to her liking.
\tab\ldblquote Whoa! Shit, check this out!\rdblquote
\tab Autumn came in to find Boyd holding in his hands a glowing shard.
\page\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote d you get that?\rdblquote
\tab Boyd rolled his shoulder \lquote look around you ninny!\rquote
\tab The shard in his hands turned colors\emdash the most significant was purple-like. It glowed and gave off a soft light.
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s so pretty!\rdblquote Autumn declared.
\tab\lquote Great.\rquote said Boyd to himself; girls always find a way to muck up a guy\rquote s perception. The rock-crystal shard wasn\rquote t \ldblquote pretty\rdblquote , it was \ldblquote neat.\rdblquote
\tab Digging out another shard and Boyd made two discoveries:
\tab In the closest niche in the rock wall was a large object; passing the newly wiggled out glowing shard and Boyd\rquote s breath was taken\emdash a SKULL resided within the niche. It was a truly hideous and frightening skull, having lots of small holes all over the top of, an elongated jaw, hollow eyes, and sharp teeth!
\tab The other discovery was,
\tab\ldblquote Hey, there\rquote s air moving here!\rdblquote
\tab But Boyd was still reeling from the skull in the wall and backed up into Autumn.
\tab The girl grumbled at being bumped into\emdash\ldblquote I\rquote m banged up enough as it is!\rdblquote she complained. Her attention was on the glowing purple shard in her hands\emdash so much so that she almost missed something. Toying with the crystal and just after being jostled she noticed that something was moving. Off from a darkened section of the new cavern room something had come forth. It stood about seven feet tall and no features could be determined.
\tab Autumn screamed.
\tab Boyd whirled around, \ldblquote WHAT THE FUCK!?\rdblquote
\tab Grabbing Autumn he pulled her from the approaching creature. To Boyd, it was a creature covered in moss and a grayish cloak, like a shroud or something. There was a cloak/hood, no arms could be seen or feet. Boyd pulled Autumn back to the wall totally freaking out.
\tab Autumn grabbed the other shard from Boyd\rquote s hand putting it with the one she had preparing to throw it defensively at the creature.
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit, look at that!\rdblquote Boyd said holding the girl close to him.
\tab The shards in Autumn\rquote s hand glowed brightly\emdash brighter being together than by themselves.
\tab The approaching creature suddenly stopped moving. It seemed like it moved its head up as if it had been looking down\emdash being seven feet tall and everything and \endash one somewhat smaller the creature had little choice but to look down. Anyways, it tilted its head up level, the hood fell away and both Autumn and Boyd screamed\emdash the skull Boyd had seen in the niche was the same on the creature!
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\tab\ldblquote Did you hear something?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Sorry, it was probably me.\rdblquote The boy smiled and waved his hand behind his butt.
\tab Brianna shook her head, sighed, and stepped a little further away from her farting companion.
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t see anything we can use.\rdblquote Brianna concluded.
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re gonna have to go for help.\rdblquote Angus contended.
\tab\ldblquote Long ways back.\rdblquote Brianna quipped.
\tab\ldblquote Fuck if it aint hot.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Maybe we should have gone to the river.\rdblquote It really wasn\rquote t an option but it was a thought.
\tab\ldblquote I gotta pee.\rdblquote Angus announced suddenly.
\tab\ldblquote Thanks for sharing.\rdblquote Brianna said not watching as the boy blatantly \ldblquote whipped it out\rdblquote and began pissing on an old railroad cart.
\tab Growing concerned for her friends, Brianna stepped towards the hole but caught sight of Angus. He had finished peeing and was \ldblquote working it.\rdblquote He seemed in agony.
\tab\ldblquote You okay?\rdblquote she asked out of concern.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I guess.\rdblquote And he kept working his cock and making grimacing faces indicating some agony.
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s the matter?\rdblquote she asked trying not to stare at his handiwork.
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know, it\rquote s been acting up, being weird.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Maybe you play with it too much.\rdblquote
\tab Angus didn\rquote t say anything but actually turned his back to her.
\tab\ldblquote Maybe you ought to go to a doctor.\rdblquote
\tab Angus didn\rquote t reply just shook his head\emdash then Brianna wasn\rquote t sure but-but was he crying?
\tab Brianna stood her ground for a couple seconds then stepped up slowly to the still masturbating Angus.
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s everything,\rdblquote he said struggling to breathe and get out the embarrassing words.
\tab\ldblquote Everything, what do you mean?\rdblquote and she sucked it up and came up to his side. Angus sucked it up, too, and turned to face her. His cock was HUGE\emdash kind of purple and a lot bigger than what she normally saw it like.
\tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote she gulped.
\tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t know what the fuck\rquote s wrong with it.\rdblquote
\tab Brianna knew less than that\emdash male anatomy was concentrated to his emotions, his child-like mannerisms, and his cock.
\page\tab\ldblquote It tingles.\rdblquote Angus told her.
\tab Brianna found herself staring-staring-staring.
\tab\ldblquote Do you\emdash do you\emdash uhm, well, uhm, have you and Autumn,\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Not in awhile.\rdblquote Angus said comprehending what Brianna was trying to say but too embarrassed to blurt out \ldblquote have you and Fall Girl fucked?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Maybe you need to do that or something.\rdblquote Brianna suggested.
\tab Angus shrugged, \ldblquote She doesn\rquote t like to do it all the time.\rdblquote
\tab Brianna understood that, Autumn was a little quirky and didn\rquote t \ldblquote put out\rdblquote\emdash not like Brianna herself did.
\tab One-second\emdash five-seconds\emdash ten-seconds\emdash 20-seconds\emdash thirty- seconds\emdash a minute did Brianna stared at Angus and his throbbing hard pre-teen cock. Sonofabitch if it weren\rquote t a big one! She shook her head, though; no way could she take him on. Well, she could but\emdash no. Not in her pussy, that was reserved for her boy Boyd. It wasn\rquote t that she was in fear of Angus\rquote more than average cock invading her pussy\emdash it was loyalty to her beau.
\tab Then she realized that her pussy was wet and trickling juices down her legs.
\tab\ldblquote I think I got to pee, too.\rdblquote she announced and turned stepping away from sharp rusty pointy things and undone her pants.
\tab\ldblquote Why don\rquote t you just take \lquote em off and pee standing up,\rdblquote Angus said, \ldblquote you know, so\rquote s you wont get poked by anything or anything to crawl on your butt.\rdblquote The boy began to stammer and a bit of cum squirted from his piss slit.
\tab Brianna held fast for a moment but then followed with Angus\rquote suggestion and pushed down her pants and panties then stepped out of them. Angus worked his magic flute all the more with his hazel eyes staring right at her as she did her business.
\tab Angus had no choice but to pound his pud all the harder. He began to drool from his mouth as well as his cock.
\tab\ldblquote If Boyd saw you--\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Boyd\rquote s not here.\rdblquote Angus stated factly.
\tab Brianna stood mostly naked with her legs spread pissing a good piss. The warm air sort of felt good as she rubbed her ass and coyly fingered her pussy which was also aching. She and Boyd had had sex just the night before\emdash it had been a quickie and she herself hadn\rquote t gotten much out of it.
\tab Angus looked like he was in agony.
\tab She stretched, farted, and ran her hands up and down her fine developing body. Her piss was done; now she was thirsty as well as horny. After a swig of water she farted again then contemplated\'85
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\tab It looked like a stick\emdash a creepy stick poking out from about the middle of the gray shrouded creature. The stick made a horrible sound as it poked its way thru the creature\rquote s cloak; mucus-like membranes resembling cobwebs but the icky kind that were mucus-like were torn as the stick became elongated making it seem like that the cloak/shroud was not of material but mucus! Ewewe!
\tab A knob was at the end of the stick, a bulbous knurl if you will. The stick was not particular thick and it looked like those vines from a tropical forest that climbed up in a sinewy fashion about the great trunks of the forest trees. The kids were backed up to the wall freaked the fuck out.
\tab Suddenly, Boyd felt that air current at his backside. His hands danced on the wall; pulling Autumn with him they side stepped around the cave. He hoped he could sidestep all the way around to where he had come in; but, no, he found a part of the wall that gave way and they were once more falling.
\tab Down on their backs down what appeared to be a \ldblquote slide.\rdblquote Similar to basalt, the slide took them almost straight down\emdash backwards, some one hundred feet before dumping them in another similar room from the one above\emdash but it was significantly cooler and more illuminated (with the shard crystals.)
\tab There were, however, none of the niches with the skulls inside.
\tab\ldblquote Well this is fucked up.\rdblquote Autumn declared.
\tab\ldblquote Are you ok?\rdblquote Boyd asked as he pushed the girl off of him.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I guess so.\rdblquote
\tab If it hadn\rquote t been for the moss also lining the \ldblquote slide\rdblquote the friction would have seared their skins right off of them.
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re even DEEPER than before!\rdblquote cried Autumn.
\tab\ldblquote Would you rather stay up there with Creepy?\rdblquote
\tab Autumn didn\rquote t answer but tried to stand.
\tab\ldblquote This really bites road biscuits.\rdblquote Boyd said standing up then helping Autumn.
\tab\ldblquote They\rquote ll never find us down here!\rdblquote wailed Autumn.
\tab\ldblquote Aw, sure they will!\rdblquote Boyd said trying to cheer the distressed girl up, \ldblquote Just probably take a little time getting enough rope and stuff down to us.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote But what about that thing up there?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Details-details,\rdblquote Boyd said with a wave of his hand, \ldblquote either Angus will gas him out or Brianna will talk him to death.\rdblquote
\page\tab Boyd collected several of the crystal shards finding that four together was just right without being blinded to provide sufficient light. Autumn found like shards gave off warmth.
\tab\ldblquote Think they are worth anything?\rdblquote Autumn asked.
\tab\ldblquote No telling; might be worth something to someone.\rdblquote
\tab There was nothing else to do but wait. With Autumn hobbling so and favoring her hip it was decided to check it out. The girl had no qualms about slipping her pants down enough for Boyd to have a looksee. She turned just so with Boyd holding the light crystals. There was no bruise, not yet but the area of the hip smarted just the same.
\tab She sighed and sat down with back against the wall.
\tab\ldblquote Do you think it will be a long wait?\rdblquote
\tab Boyd shrugged, no idea. He sat next to the girl sharing the crystals that gave them warmth and soon they eased to sleep.
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\tab Sweat rolled off of him in rivers; his mind was virtually obliterated; his balls slapped hard and his cock harder as it drove effortlessly into Brianna Mullens asshole. Angus Talburt couldn\rquote t help from grinning as he pegged his best friend\rquote s girlfriend \lquote what you get for calling me fat!\rquote
\tab Brianna frigged herself as she was buggered by her boyfriend\rquote s best friend; her pussy seriously ached and not only were there rivers of sweat drenching her there were rivers of pussy juice flowing, too.
\tab Angus had a grip on her hips and just plowed the road\emdash the Hershey Highway road. Brianna could scarcely get her breath\emdash she used to think that getting banged in the ass was just for the guy so he could have another conquest. From what she heard and experienced herself with Boyd, getting poked in the ass wasn\rquote t a big deal and very-very little sexual delight could be derived from it.
\tab However, Angus\rquote big cock seemed to have done the trick.
\tab The boy finally got his nut and blasted a serious hot load of boy cum up her dirt chute. \ldblquote SON-OF-A-FUCKING BEYATCH!\rdblquote the boy cried out. He kept humping a minute or so longer after the initial blast and subsequent blasts. Then he pulled out and slapped his very satisfied schlong against the girl\rquote s ass.
\tab\ldblquote Does Autumn let you do that?\rdblquote Brianna asked sheepishly.
\tab\ldblquote Not really, she will but it not her fav.\rdblquote
\tab Angus farted then peed onto the hole of cum.
\page\tab Brianna fingered her still tingling cunt wondering what it would be like to get fucked by Angus\rquote dick when she heard voices. Immediately she froze and sat up. Angus heard them, too.
\tab The heat was incredible, mostly the humidity was a bitch. Not a breeze there was; nothing stirred. The voices were \ldblquote just down the tracks\rdblquote carried by the stillness of the air.
\tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote said Brianna, \ldblquote I know that voice.\rdblquote She did, too\emdash Hank Herbert, the bully from the Dangnabbit River incident (where he was sadly the only survivor.)
\tab But he wasn\rquote t alone.
\tab As Angus slipped on his pants while laying down, still half naked Brianna sneaked the upturned railroad handcart and peeked over. She gasped as she saw Hank Herbert for sure with Donny Bloke and Bart Crimpson! Donny and Bart were missing their friend, Kevin\emdash the boy who had drowned at the sunken mine site.
\tab Brianna flailed an arm behind her in an attempt to grab her pants. Angus got them for her then helped put them on even as she kept a vigil on the encroaching bullies.
\tab\ldblquote Whattya we gonna do?\rdblquote almost wailed Angus.
\tab\ldblquote Get the fuck out of sight.\rdblquote Brianna told him sharply
\tab Hank Herbert scratched at his balls, his pants were sloppy and he wore a shirt some sizes too large with no sleeves. From his sleeveless shirt pocket he produced one of those \ldblquote funny\rdblquote cigarettes and lit it up. Donny stood nearby pissing on the rails of the tracks, scratching his balls, farting, and a little drunk and/or high himself. Bart Crimpson leaned against one of the many great oaks in the area\emdash masturbating.
\tab\ldblquote Guldamn, bitch!\rdblquote chuckled Hank, \ldblquote Gettin\rquote me hard!\rdblquote and he promptly pulled out his cock from his dark jeans. A few strokes and after catching Donny eyeing him, \ldblquote SUCK me, bitch!\rdblquote
\tab Donny stumbled some then dropped to his knees before the sixteen year old bully and began sucking him off right then and there. Bart giggled.
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck you gigglin\rquote at, \lquote ho?\rdblquote bitched Hank, \ldblquote Git yer fuckin\rquote ass over here!\rdblquote
\tab Bart stumbled nearly tripping coming to be up behind his friend, Bart, and pulled the boy\rquote s pants down. Then he worked the boy\rquote s john-thomas pressing his stinking-sweaty body against his backside.
\tab Hank moaned and put his hands behind Bart\rquote s head working the boy into a furious cock suck. \ldblquote Shit, bitch, you\rquote re fuckin\rquote good!\rdblquote
\tab Bart said nothing but gobbled-gobbled-gobbled.
\page\tab After several minutes of being sucked and reeling in it, bully Hank slapped Bart\rquote s face, \ldblquote Turn around!\rdblquote the boy grinned and giggled sporadically, shook his head to try and clear the haze then noted Bart had turned himself around, on his hands and knees. Donny had his cock in the boy\rquote s mouth and Hank smiled.
\tab\ldblquote You fuckin\rquote faggots!\rdblquote he said sputtering. Finishing off the joint he stroked himself, rubbed his ass then peeled himself away from the harsh bark of the tree he had been against. Then, after slapping his cock against his subordinate\rquote s ass he began making strides of penetration.
\tab Donny arched his back driving his cock into Bart\rquote s cocksucking mouth. He, too, rubbed his ass but also ran his hands up and down Bart\rquote s side\emdash he avoided looking directly to Hank\rquote s eyes.
\tab Not even a yelp, a word, a look back, anything from Bart Crimpson as Hank Herbert shoved his fuck stick into his hole. The boy kept right on sucking Donny Bloke\emdash sucking-sucking-sucking. There were cockscucking noises, slurpings, and sounds of cocksucking pleasure from Bart but no sounds of protest. Hank placed his hands onto his young underling\rquote s ass and began to \ldblquote tear it up!\rdblquote
\tab Donny came. A great gushing quantity of young teen sperm squirted fully into Bart\rquote s mouth\emdash so much so that Bart had to pull back. Donny\rquote s cock then went up against his friend\rquote s face for a skull fucking which Bart apparently liked also.
\tab Bully Hank toked on another joint, choked, then tossed his head about smiling, laughing, and being a little more than just simply stoned. Nightmares still haunted him\emdash he still heard the voices of his former subordinates, Craig and Allen screaming as they were pulled into the Dangnabbit River at the train bridge. He never heard the other boy, Tory, who had been mauled by a passing train but saw the gory aftermath. Hank Herbert had issues.
\tab The boys prowled around after their sex fest; pants partially pulled up, shirts off, drenched in sweat (and cum). It was Bart who found the prize behind the upturned railroad cart, \ldblquote Holy shit, check this out!\rdblquote and he held up a pair of panties for his buds to see.
\tab Hank grabbed the undergarment, sniffed the crotch and looked it over with his stoned eyes.
\tab\ldblquote Sonofabitch, these are fuckin\rquote warm!\rdblquote he exclaimed.
\tab\ldblquote That means the fuckin\rquote owner still around!\rdblquote said Donny.
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s our cue!\rdblquote said Brianna to Angus and they dashed to the once hidden mine shaft and dropped down.
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\tab\ldblquote They went down here!\rdblquote shouted Hank.
\tab His lackeys came stumbling staring down the hole where two sneaks had snuck. Donny grabbed up a handsized rock and tossed it down; Bart found a piece of iron steel and chucked it.
\tab\ldblquote Go down there and get them!\rdblquote bellowed Hank.
\tab Donny, a former bully kicked down the ladder of Bullydom by throwing in with Hank was miffed but obeyed.
\tab\ldblquote Go with him!\rdblquote yelled Hank grabbing Bart by the shoulder and shoving him not so nicely into the mine hole.
\tab Bart landed squarely onto his friend and both had lay on the decaying hay mound for some time recovering.
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck are you two bitches doing down there?\rdblquote yelled Hank angrily from above. \ldblquote You making out or what?\rdblquote The boy wavered, shook his head to try and clear it, then whipped his dick out and began to pee.
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn it!\rdblquote Donny bitched and rolled out of the stream of pee coming down on him. Bart sputtered as the stream splashed onto his face.
\tab\ldblquote Motherfucker!\rdblquote he yelled.
\tab\ldblquote You fuckin\rquote say something faggot?\rdblquote yelled down Hank.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, bitch\emdash come down here and kiss my fuckin\rquote ass!\rdblquote
\tab Hank didn\rquote t come down but kicked over a bunch a dirt and began throwing rocks and railroad iron pieces, and even a tire saying \ldblquote Git your fuckin\rquote ass back up here so I can kick it!\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Go kick yourself, asshole.\rdblquote Bart replied having had enough. Big guff bravado, though\emdash he was in a place he knew his pussy wimp ass bully leader wouldn\rquote t go.
\tab\ldblquote Hey, check this out.\rdblquote Donny said coming up with a find.
\tab\ldblquote Hey, what\rquote s that?\rdblquote Bart asked. In Donny\rquote s hand was a glowing crystal being about four inches long, two inches wide, being of a geometric design unknown to the two boys who barely made \ldblquote Ds\rdblquote in Math.
\tab\ldblquote Hey, check this out!\rdblquote Bart said noting more of the crystals scattered on the floor. Soon and the boys had a handful of the glowing objects.
\tab\ldblquote Sombitch!\rdblquote said Bart, \ldblquote We\rquote re fuckin\rquote rich!\rdblquote
\tab Donny was speechless, his young mind couldn\rquote t comprehend the find or what to do with it.
\tab\ldblquote Gimmie that!\rdblquote Shouted Hank and he shoved his two flunkies apart grabbing a handful of the gems. \ldblquote What the fuck we got here?\rdblquote he was angry, pissed, drunk, and high\emdash and asserting his bully persona along, too.
\page\tab\ldblquote We was collectin\rquote them for you, Hank.\rdblquote Whimpered Bart.
\tab\ldblquote Bullshit you was!\rdblquote barked Hank. He fondled each gem-crystal, didn\rquote t really know what to think of it but examined them just the same.
\tab\ldblquote Oughta shove these up your fuckin\rquote asses!\rdblquote chastised Hank further.
\tab The chastised boys stood up against the rock wall\emdash eyes filled with fear.
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck\rquote s wrong with you?\rdblquote Hank said, \ldblquote You fuckin\rquote look like you\rquote ve seen a ghost!\rdblquote
\tab Then Hank turned around.
\tab A sudden horrid smell suddenly filled the room\emdash like the smell of someone shitting their pants.
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote Hank blurted\emdash just before the gray shrouded creature pierced his chest with his elongated \ldblquote stick-like\rdblquote arm.
\tab As petrified as they were\emdash Donny and Bart made a run for it but just then the creature opened his jutting maw and let out a horrific scream causing the fleeing boys to also shit their pants and come to a screeching halt. The creature\rquote s \ldblquote arm\rdblquote that had pierced Hank\rquote s chest went thru the boys as well.
\tab As the boys gasped for breath the creature was heard to say,
\tab\ldblquote Tag, you\rquote re it!\rdblquote
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Travels with Dad
\tab Oh she was cute\emdash no doubt there. Young, too. Most little girls who were young were cute. White, black, Asian, American-Indian, and children from other parts of the world. When they were young\emdash they were cute. Some managed to keep their cuteness thru puberty and up to their young adult stage. That was where Mitchell Braybury drew the line, though; his interest was in the aforementioned \ldblquote young.\rdblquote
\tab Michelle Reevers was young, quite young. Early grade school young. Mitchell Braybury didn\rquote t care. There was some sort of unnatural affinity juxtaposed between lust and desire. There wasn\rquote t much difference. The lustful desire Mitchell had (for the young) was overwhelming; he couldn\rquote t stop it; an almost unquenchable thirst for the want of sexual deviancy could not be quelled by simple jacking off or humping his new wife (and her daughters!) And the happenstance of having a mind altering device didn\rquote t help, either.
\page\tab Son, Grant, watched his Dad and it seemed like he was doing so thru a fog. Nothing else mattered\emdash no sounds, nothing to the right or left and nothing beyond where his Dad and the cute little girl sat. He saw a bus bench, a small short brick block wall with a ton of flowers in a triangular shaped city flower box.
\tab The heat didn\rquote t matter.
\tab Noisy birds, other voices of other peoples about, a bus going by, nothing. Nothing mattered to interrupt Grant\rquote s tunnel vision. His focus was solely on his Dad and the little girl. Mitchell sat right close to the Subject, she was approx. five or maybe six years young. Cute as a button! Blond hair to her shoulders, brilliant blue eyes, a sweet chubby little face, and clad in a short-short dress of mixed colors.
\tab Grant watched with no feelings of aw, disgust, fear, or perplexity as his Dad put his hand on the girl\rquote s exposed thigh. He began to rub the thigh. Grant felt at odds\emdash it was wrong what his Dad was doing but then again\emdash he himself wouldn\rquote t mind to see the little girl naked.
\tab He caught himself. What? That wasn\rquote t right. There was a moral issue here. But it was being obliterated, washed away, done away with. The erosion of the moral integrity Grant once had propelled him into acceptance. Of course, unknowingly to Grant, it was by design (electronical design) instigated by his no-morals Dad.
\tab Mitchell\rquote s hand went slowly up and down the little girl\rquote s leg, pausing momentarily at her waist. It was then Grant blanked out. The foggish tunnel that was there suddenly filled in and he knew not until \ldblquote awakening\rdblquote some time later. He was hot, sweaty, confused, and just a little ill\emdash but there was the little girl again and his Dad. This time, though, it was not at a bus stop bench but inside the family\rquote s new ride, a custom-conversion semi-camping van. The \ldblquote camping\rdblquote part had been removed; there were plush pile carpeting in some shade of blue; superior captain\rquote s chairs; recessed lighting; security cameras; and the sink w/ cabinet and mini fridge had been retained.
\tab The little girl was still, eyes were staring, and her cuteness level kicked down a notch as she was no longer smiling. It was a serious face, a face indicating mindlessness, a take over from an outside source. Mitchell sat beside her with his pants and underwear at his ankles. Michelle\rquote s clothes were still on strangely. Mitchell sat with his cock hard; taking Michelle\rquote s hand he got her to grip his dick and please him.
\tab Once more there were mixed feelings swarming inside Grant. It was wrong what his Dad was doing\emdash wasn\rquote t it? He no longer could be sure; it unnerved him but when it got to the level of high concern he once more found himself nauseated as waves swept his confusion concerns away.
\page\tab Slowly did Mitchell bring the little girl across his lap. Slowly did Mitchell caress her backside and then her butt and legs. Slowly and did Grant let go his inhibitions about the morality issue; he came forward on his hands and knees and watched still in some sort of unknown funk as his Dad pulled up Michelle\rquote s skirt.
\tab\lquote Go ahead, son,\rdblquote said his Dad calmly inside his head, \lquote take her panties down.\rquote
\tab Grant hesitated a moment but just a moment and then was slowly tugging down the little girl\rquote s undies. With the underwear down (and off), Daddy Mitchell began smoothing his hand over the child\rquote s ass, squeezing a cheek then digging into the crack.
\tab\lquote Take off your clothes, son.\rquote
\tab It was odd\emdash really very odd, the see himself going thru the motions of undressing, following his Dad\rquote s commands but it was odd. Odd in that he didn\rquote t really feel himself doing it\emdash it was like\emdash like\emdash like having one of those outer body experiences and floating above the operating table watching the doctors dink with your body.
\tab There must have been a passage of time \lquote cause the next thing Grant knew was he was naked, his Dad was naked, and the little girl was naked. And Daddy Mitchell musta seen something or become aware of his son\rquote s concerns for into his son\rquote s head:
\tab\lquote Be calm, Grant, it\rquote s alright\emdash listen, she\rquote s not aware of what\rquote s happening.\rquote
\tab What?
\tab\lquote She wont know a thing that\rquote s happened to her.\rquote
\tab So, that made it alright? Grant was still concerned but his concerns were lessoned by his Dad and his words (along with another increase from the electronic gadget to decrease Grant\rquote s trepidation.)
\tab\lquote Get behind her,\rdblquote Mitchell mind-linked to his son, \lquote prep her.\rquote
\tab Grant paused a moment, but like he had done with his sisters Marcia and Jannifer, he got behind Michelle and proceeded to lick her crack\emdash specifically her asshole.
\tab After several minutes of tongue lashing the girl\rquote s hole and crack,
\tab\lquote Ready?\rquote Mitchell asked.
\tab\ldblquote Yes, sir.\rdblquote Grant replied.
\tab\lquote Lube up.\rquote
\tab Grant was handed some cock lubricating cream and he applied a small amount to the girl\rquote s hole. The girl herself was sucking away on Mitchell\rquote s cock and he was reeling in it. He reeled more when son Grant made penetration to the girl\rquote s ass.
\page\tab Michelle was not the first\emdash nor the last.
\tab Young Grant didn\rquote t know what to think\emdash and there was no thinking to be had! His concerns and confusion had not been all that eroded but if he dwelled on them for too long\emdash then he experienced a passage of time he couldn\rquote t account for.
\tab Case in point\emdash
\tab His last remembrance was stuffing his pud into little Michelle Reevers. He had cum. His Dad had cum off in the little girl\rquote s mouth and as Grant sat back massaging his aching tool his Dad pulled little Michelle up onto his lap, turned her about and began furiously fingering her delicate little pussy. Grant could only stare at the little girl\rquote s cunt with a battle raging in his mind\emdash part of him detested the act his Dad was doing and somehow making him a part of it. Another part wanted to squirt his cum all over the little girl\rquote s pussy, shove his fuck stick into her dick trench and have at it.
\tab The next thing he knew that he was firstly licking on the girl\rquote s pussy.
\tab Then\emdash THEN there was his Dad\rquote s dick laying hard right there, too.
\tab\lquote Suck me, son, suck my cock.\rquote
\tab In an earlier incident a memory flash exploded into his mind just at that incidence\emdash at home, the new home, he had been conscripted into sodomizing his brother Perry while Perry sucked on their youngest sib, Ben. But that wasn\rquote t all\emdash
\tab As Grant fucked his brother\rquote s ass, his Dad fucked him!
\tab After Michelle another girl replaced her\emdash this girl was at least a little older. She was small in body size, dark-raven dark hair, very tan, and Chinese! Where or how she had been \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote wasn\rquote t known, not to Grant. They were in the new van and Michelle was still with them. Daddy Mitchell sat on a velour bench cushion up alongside the non-door wall. There he patted the new girl\rquote s butt\emdash she wore a long tube-like dress, blue with white daisies down to her knees with a white ribbed long sleeved shirt (the dress was sleeveless.)
\tab Like the girl before her, Min was still and near lifeless indicating a state of mindlessness. Mitchell slowly pulled the dress up\emdash and then off. The van\rquote s secondary a/c unit was on \lquote cause it was like way over a hundred degrees outside. A dark curtain partition separated the cabin area from the cargo/passenger area. Grant didn\rquote t remember right off when the van came to be in the family but there it was. Most people got a van for camping, traveling, bigger than a car, nostalgia, make-out central without prying eyes. Mitchell Braybury got a van for reasons other than\'85
\page\tab With the dress off, Min Su wore basic white undies and nothing else. Mitchell expertly rolled the girl\rquote s undies down and despite his qualms, Grant got hard. There was still a debate raging within him but it was less irritating and less interfering with his thoughts of naughtiness. He helped steady the girl and slip her panties off her ankles rendering her stark naked.
\tab Mitchell was naked and masturbated while the new girl stood between his legs. She was quiet, calm, and apparently completely unawares of what was going on about her. That was what sold Grant\emdash he guessed at length that it was alright to do whatever to the Subject\emdash so long as she was not aware of what was happening (to her.)
\tab And what happened to Min Su was she was bent over to start sucking on Grant\rquote s cock while Daddy Mitchell behind enjoyed her ass. A patting, making small circles, dragging his cock all over the checks and up and then down the crack. He was pleased. Greatly.
\tab Eleven year old Hanna Bobanna was next. She was a cowgirl, light blue jeans, boots, cowgirl shirt, and straw hat. She had an amazing face, simply-fucking-amazing! That smile, those brown eyes--that smile! For her age (11) she was amazing.
\tab Mitchell moved his hands up and down her body; Grant eyed her with a surprising raging boner growing with intense desire. It was little doubt that she was a virgin. He took her in with his eyes marveling at how she was different than his sister, Janiffer although they were the same age. It made his cock ache.
\tab The ache was satiated when she was bent over and via mindlink from Mitchell and his amazing electronic device and proceeded to suck him. She did make a face and retch some indicating that she was not fully under the guise of the Device. Daddy Mitchell caressed her and stroked his schlong, patting the girl\rquote s butt harder.
\tab Grant moaned and though a cock suck was good\emdash his cock was aching and needed to be in one of the girl\rquote s other two holes, preferably her pussy. The girl was still clothed\emdash but not for long. She was at length stood up and Grant gleefully undone her pants tugging them down.
\tab Lavender colored panties the girl had on. Nice. Bikini style. Real nice. Tugging the undies down and there was some powder at the crotch, rose petals in the rear area. Neat! A slight coverage of pubes was there, too; just enough to count. The pussy itself was soft, alluring, smooth, and unfucked.
\tab But not for long.
\page\tab The girl was quickly made naked; Grant\rquote s cock was beginning to spurt right then and there. Mitchell brought the girl down onto his lap almost piercing her but merely having his cock go up against her unfucked cunt; his hands then went up and down her body, squeezing her nice breasts that most girls her age were having nowadays.
\tab Once more Grant felt \ldblquote pulled\rdblquote to the girl and his Dad\rquote s pronounced cock. He sucked the throbbing erection, licked on Hanna\rquote s unfucked cunt, sucked on her titties then positioned himself against the girl for some \ldblquote rubbing.\rdblquote
\tab The girl seemed to be \ldblquote aware\rdblquote but unable to do anything but bulge her eyes in shock, fear, dismay, and awe. She blinked her eyes and created more debate within Grant. But sexual deviancy won out and he plunged his cock into the girl\rquote s quim shutting up his moral dilemma. Mitchell\rquote s cock was successfully up into the girl\rquote s asshole which was, by the way, not virginal.
\tab He felt a little sick to the stomach\emdash he hated that feeling. He felt hot, nauseated, dizzy, and a general feeling of being unwell. Confusion was for the most part the cause of his ills and just when he came to realize the battling cause of those ills\emdash the morality issue, he heard his Dad\rquote s voice calming him. It wasn\rquote t long before he began to learn to control his battling thoughts. Sure torment, though, ravaged his mind. He did\emdash and didn\rquote t\emdash want to participate in the immoral shenanigans perpetrated by his Dad. There was no making sense of it\emdash there was only to go along with it and hope for a break of some kind.
\tab There was the realization that what his Dad was doing was wrong. That was a beginning. There was, too, the realization that his participation with his Dad was wrong but he was being led by his Dad. And Grant, also, knew that once he was participating\emdash there was no going back. He enjoyed the sex with the girls (and his mind was somewhat obliterated those times he sucked is Dad\rquote s cock and got fucked in the ass by his Dad\rquote s cock.)
\tab His next-new recollection was seeing a girl with her pants and panties already at her ankles laying across the lap of his Dad. Her blue short sleeved ruffled shirt was pulled up and she was no more then ten years young. Grant was naked as was his Dad. The girl, Stephanie, was being spanked. Not too hard but enough to turn her pert little ass a nice shade of tomato red.
\tab\lquote Grease up, son.\rquote Mitchell told his son via the mindlink method.
\tab Grant felt overwhelming compelled to follow his Dad\rquote s commands and greased up his schlong with anal lube then positioned himself behind the tormented young girl. She was pretty; brown hair in twin braids; blue eyes, blue accents of plastic braids and ribbons; and na\'efve to curious.
\page\tab Grant\rquote s cock was throbbingly hard and after applying a little lube to the girl\rquote s asshole he began making entry. Mitchell held the girl\rquote s cheeks open and Grant poked the virgin pooter. Overwhelming desire filled Grant and all there was was to make entry. Little Michelle twisted her young body and got spanked for it.
\tab\lquote Keep going, son.\rquote cooed Mitchell. Grant nodded but it was a struggle to breech such a young virgin hole\emdash lubed up or not. The sweat rivered on his body; a wave of sickness filled his head but determination to make full anal entry was more pressing.
\tab More time making the entry than there was fucking but Grant eventually got the head of his pulsing prong into the girl\rquote s hole and thereafter there was no stopping. He had to pause with every half inch allowing the anal muscle to accept the invasion. Once all the way in he pulled most of the way out then plunged back in and repeated the process until it was easier to do so.
\tab The girl made cries of anguish\emdash she was mostly aware of what was happening and not all that effected any longer by any means electronical or otherwise. But that wasn\rquote t to say she was constrained to mind and therefore endure what was happening to her. As Grant finished with his fucking, subsequently cumming\emdash he noted that Michelle, Min Su, and Hanna were still in the van, too.
\tab And it appeared, too, that Mitchell Braybury was an equal opportunist. Grant stared and stared and stared some more; before him stood a boy, about a year younger than himself, already unclothed. Inasmuch as Grant was perplexed with the doings of Michelle, Min, Hanna, and Stephanie, here comes along a boy!
\tab But already Grant was slurping on his brothers, Perry and Ben\emdash and they him. Already Grant was cocksucking his Dad\rquote s dick. Already he was sodomizing his brothers\emdash and they him. Already he was getting fucked in the ass (and mind) by his Dad.
\tab Twelve year old Allen Barry seemed oblivious to what was happening to him\emdash mindless.
\tab\lquote Suck his cock, son.\rquote came the words from Mitchell\rquote s mind.
\tab Grant licked his lips and moved to the boy, merely leaning in and taking the flaccid penis of Allen Barry to his mouth and sucking it. Mitchell caressed the mindless boy\rquote s sides, fondled his balls, and caressed his own son\rquote s face and shoulders.
\tab When Allen\rquote s pud grew to sufficient stiffness\emdash
\page\tab\lquote Come on up,\rquote Mitchell minded to his son, \lquote mount him.\rquote
\tab Grant obeyed\emdash he had little choice. He did note as he settled down on Allen\rquote s schlong that Hanna sat nakedly in a corner with eyes and mouth wide. It embarrassed Grant and he looked away concentrating on taking Allen\rquote s cock into his ass.
\tab Once seated, it was Grant who had to make the motion of going up and down. Mitchell\rquote s cock was up into the mindless boy\rquote s ass himself. As Grant sodomized himself he noted the look on the boy\rquote s face; he was somewhat conscious of what was going on but most of that awareness was blocked.
\tab Allen made faces, he grunted and indicated strongly that he was very aware of being raped. There was confusion, too, as the boy also was receiving pleasure\emdash stemming from his cock rammed up a hole. At the time, it mattered little that his cock was fucking a boy hole\emdash the pleasure was the same whether it be a girl\rquote s hole or his hand.
\tab Finally the boy unloaded a heaping shot of pre-teen cum some inches into Grant\rquote s hole. Grant\rquote s own pud was cumming, squirting gobs up the naked boy\rquote s chest. Mitchell, too, was shooting his man cum DEEP into Allen\rquote s ass.
\tab Everything faded thereafter. Grant\rquote s next awakening was at home, naked in bed with his new Mom. Had it been a dream? Had what occurred in the van been a dream? Tough call. He couldn\rquote t recall. The images of the girls, Allen, the van, his Dad, all were so real in his mind. Confusion reigned supreme once more.
\tab Then,
\tab After laying there in repose for few minutes Grant got up and made for the hall bathroom. His Mom was asleep and it was all quiet in the new house. A fog of confusion continued to plague him but as he showered that fog lifted and he concluded that he had dreamed it all up. He further concluded that he had drempt up what had had happened due to the fact of what was happening in the new home with his siblings\emdash and new Mom. His mind had gone to work overtime and put together a fantasy filled with immoral turpitude most high. That was the only logical explanation.
\tab Stepping out of the shower and there was Marcia. Naked.
\tab She WAS pretty, and soon to be thirteen. Her breasts were lovely, her body was curving nicely and she was blossoming into a very lovely young girl.
\tab\ldblquote Hi!\rdblquote Grant said somewhat sheepishly. Despite all the times he had boned his sister, despite the near constantly going about naked, he still felt bashful and couldn\rquote t shake no matter what.
\page\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote she replied. She yawned, stretched, and smiled to him and watched him casually as he dried himself off.
\tab\ldblquote Just wake up?\rdblquote Grant asked.
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, a little nap.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote I had the weirdest dream.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote It was so weird that I lay in bed just thinking about how weird it was.\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote What was it that made it so weird?\rdblquote
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote she proceeded to tell him, \ldblquote I was with Dad, in the van, and we were going out about town picking up boys!\rdblquote
\tab Oh shit!\rquote
\tab Grant batted his eyes, what was she saying?
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote Marcia continued somewhat chuckling, \ldblquote young boys, too, Perry and even Benjamin\rquote s age\emdash and boys about your age, AND a girl!\rdblquote
\tab This was more than a coincidence. Something dreadfully was wrong. Or was it? Grant was confounded\emdash what was going on?
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