August Moone
Book 7
Shadows of Moons
Chapter 32
Secrets and Stuff

Family Affairs
	Cam didn’t have to go far before he found something of equal interest.  Between Centerville and Redneckville was a pleasant area of modest homes where a great deal of “interests” was worthy of Cam’s involvement.

1021 Oak Way  “Janner” Family  Consisting of Donny Janner, the head man, a single dad.  Then there was a teenage girl, Donna Jane.  She was a long straight brown haired girl with great breasts, a sweet tight ass, fantastic smile, bubbly personality, and all of fifteen years young.  
	There, too, was a middle sister who had equally long shiny brown hair with no particular style; dazzling heavenly blue eyes, a small mouth, and a descent body compacted into a twelve year old frame.  She was well tan (all over) and had great potential.
	The youngest member was Michelle.  She was a cutey at ten years young, short brown hair, budding breasts, and the subject of attention for Cam’s first involvement.

	It seemed as though that the young Janner was involved with a special “secret” club.  Other than herself there were three other members to the club; a white boy, a black boy, and a Chinese boy.  All were close friends who deeply beheld/decreed that their “club” was a “secret” and anyone who expressed the club to an outsider would be kicked out.
	Michelle unwittingly flapped her lips to her Daddy.
	And in turn, he unwittingly flapped his lips about the club in the presence of the other club members.  The incident took place in the Janner family kitchen during an unofficial club meeting.  The three other members were shocked that the prime member had violated their prime rule.  In her defense she didn’t think that her Daddy knowing about the club consecrated such actions of club dismissal—‘specially since most of the club meetings official or otherwise took place on the prime member’s family premises (she was Prime ‘cause it was she who started the club in the first place!)
	But she was wrong.
	Michelle was very angry with her Daddy, and upset.  She sulked for two days and nothing her Daddy could do would fix it.  But he had a plan.  It was the “plan” that caught Cam’s attention.

*

	Brad Fritz-white boy number one with blond hair, good clothes, naïve
	Hayden Heechen—black boy, second in command, enthusiastic
	Ricky Woo—Chinese boy, outgoing, playful, inventor (of mischief)
	Donny Janner called the three boys to the home; and once greeted they were escorted up to Michelle’s room—the former chief of the secret club.  The boys, though, were steadfast against allowing their former chief back into the club.  But Donny had a plan.  
	With the boys not budging on their decision, then it was up to Michelle to bring forth some sort of sacrifice.  This came with the girl turn to face the foot of her bed and bending over on it.  Her Daddy then patted her butt with a loving touch.  The girl wore turquoise colored jeans and a light blue top with daisy all over them.  The boys had their eyes locked onto the but with no idea what was nextly to happen.
	What happened nextly was mind blowing—
	It seemed as though Michelle undone her own pants and tugged them down, exposing her darling ten year old butt for all to see.  Her panties were of the nice cottony blue plain kind that snugged her butt nicely.  Very nicely.
	Brad gulped with mouth agape, eyes bulging.
	Hayden’s eyes merely bulged similar to that of Buckwheat fame…
	Ricky didn’t bulge his eyes—he had another “bulge”, though.
	It was relatively certain for sure that none of the three boys had seen a girl in such a manner.  Swimsuits, yes, but in her panties?  No.  The boys had seen “flashes” and glimpses of girls in their panties; but nothing like what they were currently experiencing.
	To further boggle their mind, Donny let fly a smack to his daughter’s butt; she wriggled and exclaimed “Ooooh!”  her butt tightened up and the boys were captivated.
	“Why don’t each of you come up and give her a smack.” Donny said, it was not a “question” but a statement of fact with just a little command.
	The boys looked to one another, “huh?” but shrugged and followed thru.  Brad stood gawking at the panty clad butt, it was nice—really nice.  Brad came from a nice family—very nice.  Not well-well off, but in the high medium income family where both his parents worked good jobs.

	Brad always wore gooder clothes, had been previously at a boy’s private school but had recently switched to public school where he met his other club members.  He was a nice looking fellow with styled blond hair, well groomed, and handsome blue eyes.
	Hayden had good parenting, his Dad was a deacon of the local AME church.  Like Brad, Hayden had been previously at a private school and only recently came to the public school at his wish.
	Rick Woo didn’t talk of his parents too much, if at all.  Whether or not he had siblings no one knew, either.  But he was outgoing, athletic, friendly, and constantly dreaming up ways for mischief.
	Brad let fly a swat to Michelle’s ass.  A swat, not a smack.  
	“Haven’t you ever been smacked?” Donny asked of the boy.
	It was assured that he probably had, when he was “little.”  He shrugged and thought about it but couldn’t remember.  Donny showed him the proper way to “smack” and sent his young daughter flinching, clenching, and expressing words decreeing her displeasing.  She stamped her little feet and tried to keep her wailing private by stuffing her face into her bedding.
	Donny smoothed his hand over the girl’s butt and nodded to Brad, ‘let ‘er fly again.’
	Brad did.
	It was hopless, his “smack” was a hard pat.  Michelle clenched her sweet butt just the same; she turned her head to him, “Is that the best you can do?”
	Brad shrugged his response.
	“Try again.” Donny said.
	Brad sighed and did no better than he had the prior.
	“Here, let me show you.” butted in Hayden.  Hayden Heechen HAD been smacked a few times, and recently, too.  The boy quickly sized up Michelle’s ass and let fly a smack that was impressive.  Michelle clenched her fist as indeed the smack was a good one.
	Ricky looked on with a raging boner going in his dark blue trousers.
	‘son-of-a-bitch!’ he breathed.
	“Again.” Donny said.
	Michelle turned her head to glare at her Dad.
	Hayden smiled and felled another smack to Michelle’s ass, opposite butt cheek.  The girl clenched tighter, arching her back some and reeling in the abuse.
	After Michelle had settled down some, it was Ricky’s turn.

	After each boy had landed as many as three good hard smacks to Michelle’s ass, Daddy Donny eased down her panties.  Once more the boys gawked, awed, and all three experienced genuine bonifide boners with a cause.
	The girl’s ass was a nice shade of vine ripe tomato red.  Donny caressed his hand over the burning flesh but nothing more.  Michelle had her head buried into her bedding, fist clenched, clenching all over.
	The boys were allowed to “stare” for a moment or two; then,
	“Lets go one more round.”
	They boys blinked their eyes and once more it was Hayden to let fly his equally burning hand to Michelle’s bare bottom.  He seemed to almost delight in it!  His young cock was prominently displayed bulging out his pants.  He gave each cheek a hard smack then applied his hand to cover both cheeks.
	Ricky took his turn nextly and a “wet” spot could be seen on the boy’s trousers.  Young Brad Fritz seemed in agony and in great need of “fixing” himself rather than Michelle.  But he smacked her bare ass his three allotted times then asked to use the bathroom.
	He was denied.  “Why don’t you wait a second.” said Mr. Janner.  He smiled at the boy and patted Michelle’s ass saying, “Ok, that parts over.”
	That parts over?  How many parts were they?

Part Two
	Michelle turned over, giving the boys a nice viewing of her pussy.  None of the boys could tell if she were a virgin or not; the unseen Cam could.  (she was not.)  Michelle’s poon was basically smooth as it should be, but…
	Together with help from her Daddy, Michelle pushed down her pants and panties, freeing them from her legs.  Afterwards she opened her legs; tears streaked her cheeks and she sobbed some but was near naked.  She firstly for Part Two laid out to let the boys have their first genuine gawk at a girl’s quim.
	And the boys did gawk.
	“Whoa.”
	“Wow.”
	“Awesome.”
	Michelle put her fingers to her goodie and began rubbing—it helped some to soothe her searing ass.  She knew that as soon as she was reinstalled as club chief, the boys were gonna pay—and how!

	But first, the boys were gonna lick—and how!
	The words from Mr. Janner stuck in the craw of the three boys, the words they knew “lick her (where she pees from)” were words they could not comprehend.  
	“Huh?” conveyed three times.
	Donny rubbed his fingers to Michelle’s cunt, opened the “lips” then leaned down to “show” the boys how to “lick.”
	Hayden and Ricky had major wet spots with young Mr. Fritz in dire need to jack off.  That need would soon be taken care of, though.  But first!
	Ricky took up the stance between Michelle’s legs.  Why he was giddy he didn’t know; at first he thought that licking a girl’s pee-pee place would be disgusting—then all of a sudden he was all for it.
	A little outside unseen intervention maybe?
	Maybe.
	The boy lapped his tongue all over Michelle’s delicate poon—just like licking (out) an ice cream!  He took his time and methodically found himself desperately gouging the heel of his hand to his aching cock.
	Hayden took second turn with Brad last.
	All three boys were in orbit; their young minds bombastically blasted; so was their young cocks!  They no longer seemed to care that they were in the presence of their former club chief and her Daddy, they all gouged their hands to their bulges and stood twisting on their feet—waiting for part three.

Part Three
	“Why don’t you take your pants and underwear down, and Michelle will take care of you?”
	The boys stopped their gouging and stared near blankly at the man.
	“Huh?” in triplicate.
	Michelle slid off her bed and to her knees before Brad she went, she liked him best.  She smiled up to him conveying, “it’s alright, just do it.”
	Brad had desire but lacked the ability to comply.
	“Why don’t you help him out, honey?” her Daddy cooed from behind her.  Michelle nodded, flared her nostrils and proceeded with undoing Brad’s dress slacks.  A nice sticky wet spot greeted her as well as a significant bulge.  The boy’s wiener poked out his underwear a quarter sized “wet” spot seeped its goo.
	Michelle sighed and then to club members’ amazement she tugged his underwear down.  Cocking her pretty head she took a turn to gawk at the boy’s nakedness.  She smiled and then pressed her lips to the glistening knob.

	Seeing their friend “sucking” on Brad’s cock put Hayden and Ricky orbiting the Sun; they stood flanking the near nude white boy friend vying for attention from Michelle to be next.  Neither could imagine what having their pee-pee’s sucked by a girl would be like.
	They soon found out.  Michelle gripped the boys in waiting, their cocks, and while sucking on one she masturbated one.  Then, after a few Ups and Downs on one cock she went hastily to the other and brought extreme pleasure to them both.
	Meanwhile, young Brad was in a blur.  Donny took him and easily removed his shirts (dress shirt/undershirt), then helped him out of his slacks and underwear.  Once nude he was cooed to to “rub it (your cock) up against Michelle’s butt.”
	Compliance!

Part Four
	Each boy gave Michelle a mouthful of their cream.  She swallowed every bit.  Each boy got his weenie waxed, his testicles sucked, and his nuts “blown.”  Michelle rubbed their bare butts and brought them to the level of orgasmic bliss none of them had ever reached before.
	But oh wait!  There’s more!
	After devouring their young puds and literally blowing their minds Michelle laid out once more on her bed, laying down with her legs opened wide.  The boys thought that they were possibly going to get to lick her out some more.  Nope.  Guess again…
	Brad finally got a turn at going first; Donny brought him by the elbow and virtually helped place him up on the bed AND on Michelle.  Michelle smiled up to the boy and guided the boy’s pud into her sex.  Hayden and Rick standing at the foot of the bed had up close and very personal viewing of the insertion and couldn’t believe it.
	Brad wasn’t particular good at fucking, his pee-pee kept slipping out—but Michelle was there to guide it back in.  Soon, though, the boy got the hang of it and sex was in progress.
	Not a sound there was, ‘cept fast beating hearts and Brad’s fast slapping balls.  A time or two Daddy Donny caressed the boy’s bouncing bottom—no one none the wiser that he, too, had slipped off his clothes and had a very pronounced hard-on.
	Hmmmm, the plot steepens!

	Hayden got his turn nextly; Brad humped his fill and then some and was only mildly aware of cumming off.  The handsome fellow’s fellow leaked great quantities of cream and he was amazed.  He had worked his favorite organ several times before—several, and never had it done such a thing as with(in) Michelle.  After pulling out and sitting up it squirted off all on its own—shooting a jet of cum up Michelle’s body and sending he himself into a state of mind blowing awe.
	Hayden seemed to know how to fuck, or was a fast learner one.  He mounted Michelle and “put it to her” like he knew how.  (and fact was, he did.)  It was the primary reasoning for his recent swattings from his Deacon Daddy, caught screwing a cousin in his room.
	Hayden went after, thrusting his black hips managing to keep his cock in where it belonged despite his quickening method of humping.  Michelle clutched at the boy’s ass and tried humping back but mostly had to lay as she was as Hayden was in full command of the hump.

	As each boy took his turn with Michelle (on Michelle), Daddy Donny caressed the humping boy’s ass.  When the deed with Michelle was done, the three boys stood stroking/fondling/massaging their aching cum squirters, still gawking at Michelle’s nakedness in awe.  Cam then did note that Mr. Janner DID have an EMAD in the works—whether or not it was used to include his daughter was not exactly clear.
	Upon further investigation, the EMAD was low-key, very low key and had very limited abilities.  Basically, it was one whereas it could only infuse a “suggestion”.  The EMAD was a “coerser” type and not exactly a Mind Manipulator as a whole.
	The boys stood near shoulder to shoulder as on the bed Michelle fingered her well fucked cunt.  Her distress (from having her ass blistered) had calmed down.  Now she seemed—impatient.  All three boys, despite their young ages (ten) had cum.  Hayden had cum the most with Brad cuming off decently enough; young Ricky had barely managed to cum—it was one big squirt in Michelle followed by a short squirt once he pulled out.
	Michelle sat up and scooted over on her bed, young Mr. Brad was tapped on the shoulder and directed to the bed.  Once on the bed he laid down—upon Donny Janner’s whispering that he should do so.  Danny Janner then took over fondling the boy’s puddling while he friends looked on in disbelief.
	To further their disbelief Mr. Janner went “down” on Brad, sucking his cum squirter, balls and all.  Michelle sat with her legs Indian style, still fingering herself.

	Only a moment or two did Donny slurp on Brad’s cock (and balls), Michelle scooted again, but put her body onto Brad’s face, snuggling down on him.  The boy didn’t seem frightened and once more (on his own) began licking Michelle’s cunt.  Michelle took his legs her Daddy brought to her and held them back.  Donny then retrieved a tube of anal lube from Michelle’s nightstand—now, what’s a pretty little ten year old girl doing with anal lube in her nightstand!  Now I ask ya!
	A generous slathering of lube was applied to Donny’s cock, then a glob was applied to the boy’s virgin rectum.  Donny made anal insertion with his finger, then used a dildo ALSO retrieved from Michelle’s nightstand.  The dildo was slender, ribbed, and seven inches.  It slid part way into the boy’s tight sphincter, making him uncomfortable.  Michelle held his wiggling legs and her pussy quaffed his vocal desperations.
	Hayden and Ricky continued to stare in awe and play with their puds.
	Michelle’s eyes bulged as steaming hot breath filled her vaginal cavity as Brad’s breath was super heated from the sudden intrusion of COCK into his asshole.  For ten, Michelle was very strong and easily kept Brad’s legs pinned back while her Daddy sodomized him.  Hayden and Ricky came to flank the bed, still fondling themselves, and stared in utter awe at the action taking place.
	The fuck wasn’t long lasting, and not full penetrational, either.  Donny merely made 2-minutes of sodomy with two inches of penetration.  There after he pulled out and humped the boy’s balls.  He made	another attempt and butt fucking, making another inch into the boy’s tight hole and humped there for about a minute, then he was done.
	Michelle worked the boy’s cock and went down on him, sucking his cock and balls and when her Daddy came out the second time—both squirted their sperm loads all over her sweet face and hair.
	She licked some of the spunk up with her fingers, then slid off of the hapless confused Brad.  The boy fingered his cock AND asshole.  Donny told him, “sit down” by the bed and he did so, still fingering himself.  Hayden crawled up onto the bed, on his hands and knees.  Michelle crawled under him, taking his cock and balls into her mouth while her Daddy took him from behind—after lubing his hole.
	Hayden made some protest—but his cock was being sucked and he was poised right at Michelle’s cunt.  The boy hung on (for dear life) as more than three inches invaded his poop chute.  
	For Ricky, while he put his cock into Michelle’s asshole, Donny put his into Ricky’s!  It was an awesome scene and young Ricky took it better than his two friends.

Finale
	The boys showered together after their fling with Michelle.  The EMAD was in full display and was assuredly in use to manipulate the boys, Donny showered with them; he peed on them and then soaped their little bodies up while Michelle sat on the toilet and watched.
	When the showering was done, Michelle dried the boys off.  Cam got the impression that the EMAD was not used on her, just on the boys.  After the boys were thoroughly dried, they each took a turn at sucking Donny’s cock.  Michelle took her turn, too.  She managed to get him to cum; as he did she worked her Daddy’s cock to shoot the sperm onto the boys’ faces.  Donny then had the boys lick the cum off of each other.
	That turned Donny on and gave him a new idea.
	Back in Michelle’s room the boys stood naked while Donny worked the low-key mind device.  Michelle impatiently waited and at length crawled onto her bed, snuggled with her favorite bear—and went to sleep.  Donny spent several long enduring minutes making adjustments to the Device.
	At length he got on his knees before Brad.
	“You like Michelle,” he began, “a lot.” He smiled and fed the boy with the liking of Michelle included having sex with her.  “You like to be in her room with your clothes off,” along with laying on top of her, doinking her in the ass, and being sucked.  “Whatever Michelle wants you to do—you do it.” And repeat  “whatever Michelle wants you to do (sexually speaking) you do it.”
	But wait, there’s more!
	“You like your friends, Hayden and Ricky.”
	“You like being naked with Hayden and Ricky.”
	“You like playing with Hayden and Ricky’s pee-pees.”
	“You like sucking on Hayden and Ricky’s pee-pees.”
	“You like Hayden and Ricky to suck on your pee-pee.”
	“You like Hayden and Ricky to put their pee-pee in your butt.”
	“You like taking a shower with Hayden, Ricky, and Michelle.” At Michelle’s house only.  Brad would also like kissing Hayden and Ricky, peeing on each other, sucking balls, licking anal rims, spanking one another, the whole shebang.
	Hayden and Ricky got the same input notions.
	For half an hour Donny instructed the boys, their strong likes of sexual bliss to one another, and to Michelle.  They also would have a strong liking to suck on Donny’s cock and allow him to fuck them in the ass.  That notion seemed to take the longest time to input.

	Afterwards, the boys’ minds were “reset”.  They were to only remember spanking Michelle and nothing else.  That took an additional fifteen minutes.  For the spanking and spanking only of Michelle with her pants down some only, the boys let Michelle back into the secret club, and re-installed her as the Chief.

End Note:
	A few days later:  all above mentioned characters in Michelle’s bedroom.  All naked.  On the bed were Daddy Donny with his balls being sucked on by Hayden who was laying down, club president Michelle “riding” him.  beside them lay Ricky and Brad who were enjoying a lovely 69er.
	Donny focused on his lovely young daughter, watching as Hayden’s cock plowed into her sex.  Donny’s cock was near ready to make that trek, she needed only a little more “breaking in.”  ah, that was what it was all about—breaking in Michelle.
	Anyways, Hayden seemed to be doing a good job on Donny’s balls, Donny’s cock was dramatically hard and stiff.  Occasionally Michelle would “go down” on her Daddy’s cock and suck it; she would slurp, grin, and stroke the average white guy cock, squeeze it and then jerk it.  Donny was ecstatic and couldn’t wait to cum.
	Speaking of cum(ming), Hayden did so.  He plowed UP into Michelle and never let Donny’s balls out of his mouth.  Beside them, Brad had cum into Ricky’s mouth.  Ricky smacked his lips and grinned down to his friend.  He sucked the cum squirter, balls and all then sat up and Brad shot his cum onto his body.  
	Michelle slipped off of Hayden’s cock, fingered her cunt and dashed off to the bathroom.  Brad and Ricky eased off the bed, too, but before Brad could leave Donny called for him.
	The white boy climbed back onto the bed and settled onto Hayden’s softening cock.  The black boy’s cock was too soft for anal penetration so Brad just rubbed himself on it.  Slowly he hand worked Donny’s cock, grinning all the way.  
	Michelle returned and went right to Hayden, sucking his dick and reaching around Brad to play with Hayden’s balls.  Soon she had the boy hard; Brad raised up and Michelle helped him by guiding his cock into Brad’s dirt chute.
	Donny was pleased, well pleased and soon he was escalating to a high point of ecstasy.  He called for his daughter and she happily obliged him, gobbling his fatherly cock and swallowing his love.

*

It’s all relative
	Then there was Uncle Jesse.  Uncle Jesse was a brother-in-law Janner; he had married the younger sister of Donny and she had died years later in an accident.  Donny’s wife and sister were fast friends and when Jesse came along—they had been “lovers”, too.  They often had threesomes in a hot tub with a few times including Donny, too!  (On particular incidence Donny’s sister was sucking off on Donny’s cock (something she had done on a fairly regular basis) while Donny’s wife was underneath the girl eating out her pussy.  Meanwhile, Jesse was behind Donny’s sister fucking her ass.)
	The family Janner loved Jesse, he was likeable, friendly, and played hot licks on his electric guitar.  A small rock-n-roll band he had put together and they were making a small name for themselves.
	Jesse was alright and well liked, and only one day after his arrival for a “few days” of needing a place to crash, he was privy to narly goings on in the Janner household.  This began/started a few days after Michelle was re-installed as club chief.  (during that time Cam returned to his trailer and slept a lot.  He did!  honest!)

	Jesse Stolph found he had a hell of a time maintaining himself around Donny’s three girls—there was fifteen year old Donna Jane, Stephanie who was a pleasing twelve and we’ve already met Michelle (ten).  Michelle occupied his lap and gave him a reason to live.  She wriggled a great deal and afterwards he had to go the bathroom and “fix” himself.
	Twelve year old Stephanie gave him fits, too.
	And though Donna Jane was too old for perching on his lap he got to hug her and see her in tight jeans, swimsuit, and on his second night stay she flashed him her butt!  She was in a mid thigh teeshirt that was for sleeping and while going up the stairs after fetching a snack from the kitchen Jesse was there coming out of his room to see what the noise was.  He saw Donna going up the stairs and said something, she smiled and did she wiggle her butt?  AND lift up her shirt flashing him her butt?
	Jesse whacked off twice with her image bored into his mind.
	The following night and Jesse was on the prowl.  He found Stephanie and Michelle sound to sleep in their rooms; one of them farted.  Jesse’s cock went rock hard as he greatly wanted to “sniff” the hole that let the butt blast.  He yearned to spill his seed onto those sweet girls’ faces, on their poons, on their butt cheeks.  He yearned greatly to see them both sucking on his cock and swallowing his spunk.  He yearned greatly.
	Donna Jane’s bedroom door, like her sisters who shared a room, was open a jar.  The girl’s daddy had his room way at the far end but was out of the house—he was a sports reporter/newscaster and was working late on a story.  
	Jesse peeked into Donna Jane’s room—and nearly fainted dead away.
	The girl was near naked on her bed, hand inside her panties furiously friggin’ herself into a furor.   And she was doing a great job of it, too!  The light from her fish tank provided sufficient lighting to give Jesse a reason to live.  A very good reason.
	He couldn’t stand it for too much and only watched for a few minutes more—retreating to his room for a happy monkey spank (using a pair of one of the girls’ panties as a sensual aid.)  Who’s panties it wasn’t for certain known—but they were SMALL, blue, cotton, with a girlie daisy on the crotch.
	‘what if they were Michelle’s?’
	It wouldn’t matter, Michelle’s, Stephanie’s, Donna Jane’s.
	‘you want to fuck Donna Jane?’
	Not YES but HELL YES!
	‘and Stephanie?  Her, too?’
	Double HELL YES!!
	‘and Michelle?’
	Triple fucking HELL YES!!!

	Jesse was—a perv.  As a beginning “rocker” he had a small pack of young impressionable adoring fans.  He was just nineteen when he had his first record out—but had been popular long before then (the motorcycle and leather jacket helped that along).  Jesse’s number one fan was fourteen year old Samantha Larson.  Long straight brown hair, glasses, mediocre breasts and braces on her teeth.  She was obsessed with Jesse and attended all his local concerts.  She was a self proclaimed Jesse “James” club president of the “Thrashers” although there was no official club.
	After one particular small concert, Jesse found Samantha Larson in his private room.  How she got in past the sleeping guard and the unlocked stage room was beyond Jesse.  He locked the door, though, behind him as he didn’t want anyone ELSE intruding and finding him ALONE with an underage girl.
	She was so infatuated with him, he autographed her autograph book that amazingly had big name artist; but Jesse noted, too, that ALL the signatures of those big name artist similarly had the same swirls, jots, swishes, and curls…

	Samantha wasn’t a bad looking girl, just not one that Jesse was particular interested in.  As previously stated, he was a perv.  From way back, he had always had the persona of being rebel and that garnered him a fan base, too; girls who were drawn to him who were either “bad” girls or “good” girls—usually, it was “good” girls wanting to be bad.  
	There were fond memories of those times; like with Carrie Ann Sumon, a lovely girl of merely twelve who found 7th grader Jesse “dreamy.”  He wore tight jeans, a crisp white tee-shirt, and a leather jacket.  Dark glasses adorned his face as well as aftershave.  
	Then there was his hair; thick, dark, 50s styled.  He never ran but walked s-l-o-w-l-y wherever he went.  He took his time at all things and even some female teachers fond him—alluring.  Male teachers, of course, despised him.  But Jesse didn’t care.
	One day he was sauntering home, which took him to trek across a trestle spanning a usually dry river.  
	“Hi!” spoke up a giggly voice.  Coming up from the rocky berm was Carrie Ann.  She wore loose non-tight light blue jeans and a simple top.  The time of the year was Near Summer and Jesse often took the route across the river, via the train trestle bridge as a short cut to his room beyond.  The option was to take a city bus or to walk several blocks to the vehicle/pedestrian bridge that crossed over the river.
	Nah.
	A park was at the one end of the bridge, with the school just beyond that.  Flanking the park was the “slums” or where the poor people of society dwelled.  With the river dry, though, there wasn’t a lot of activity, a few peoples on horses but they were far away.  far enough.
	Jesse didn’t know where Carrie Ann lived, nor did he care.  He knew that she had a “thing” for him and that was okay.  She was a little creepy with her obsession but tolerable.  She walked and talked with him but held up short from going over the bridge—fear of heights, the smell of the creosote ties, and the possibility of a train frightened her.
	It was clear to Jesse that the girl was heavily infatuated with him.   And that was ok, she wasn’t overly pleasing to the eye but not blinding, either.  She was sweet and had many pleasing qualities.  Seeing her “fear” of the bridge Jesse held up.  Suddenly the girl nearly slipped on the rocks that which the train tracks rested on.  Jesse managed to grab the girl just before she fell.  Her book bag tumbled but that was ok, Carrie Ann was in the arms of the one she loved.

	For a long moment they stared into one another’s eyes.
	Jesse began to unhook his arms from her—but Carrie Ann did not unhook her arms from him.  She held him fast, smiled and pressed her body to him as tight as possible.  Jesse made feeble attempts at dislodging the “attachment”, but then she rested her head onto his chest and squeezed a “loving” squeeze.
	What else could he do?  He caressed her backside and consoled her.
	Francine Mahon, Glory Nutz, Vicky Esterson, Darlene Baywith; girls who he had hugged right before having sex with them.  Girls who were his age; girls who were cuter than Carrie Ann; girls who were easy.
	The thoughts of those girls gave Jesse a boner.
	Carrie Ann felt it.  It couldn’t be helped, it was pressed right up against her body!  Carrie Ann looked down and knew what it was.  She squeezed Jesse even more, keeping her eyes on his pulsing bulge.
	At length, though, “Hey, I-I gotta go do something.” Jack off.
	He pushed the girl from him, unclasping her grip (which was difficult at best) and stumbled trying to find where exactly he could go to relieve himself.
	But Carrie Ann held his hand saying, “I-I can help.”
	Oh?
	“Oh?”
	“Yes, I know what to do.”

	And she did, too.  After some awkward moments they went down the dirt berm from the small road that ran alongside the train tracks to a spot under the bridge where the dirt hill met the train track construction.  Here the girl went to her knees and ran her hand up against Jesse’s bulge.
	“Oh, its so big!” she decreed.
	Jesse blushed, grinned, and got a little “bigger.”
	He started to undo his pants but Carrie Ann was right there and undone the tight jeans herself.  She merely pulled the flaps back and stared wide eyed at Jesse’s pulsing prong—barely concealed inside his white boxers.  Jesse moaned and his cock throbbed; with no effort at all the organ popped out thru the opening and there it was.
	Carrie Ann smiled, “wow”, she said, “it’s big!”
	The strange girl seemed to admire it then took it and pressed it up against her face, rubbing it all over her face before she popped the member straight into her mouth.

	The blowjob was good, but what came next was better.
	The goofy girl (who’s braces didn’t bother Jesse’s dynamic erection but only enhanced it) stripped off her top and bra.  She then masturbated Jesse’s cock onto her twelve year old body—specifically aiming his ejaculate matter onto her smallish breasts.  
	He came off, squirting a goodly amount onto those smallish breasts, but the girl also gobbled his cock as he came and sucked him dry.  Afterwards, she once more rubbed his prong all over her face, squeezing his balls and all.
	Jesse liked—a lot.
	Carrie Ann stood and slipped off her pants AND panties.  She stood nude before a bewildered Jesse he took the girl’s nudeness in with “hey, that’s not a bad body!”  Jesse stripped nude himself while Carrie Ann laid out on their clothes.  Opening her legs put Jesse back into “stiff mode.”
	At twelve, almost thirteen in a few months, the girl had little in the way of poon pie; and she wasn’t a virgin, either.  But neither a slut.  Jesse went down on the girl, licking and lapping at the girl’s poon, slipping a finger into her cunt and one into her butt(hole) he sent the girl into euphoric eruptions that was near cataclysmic—or at the very least orgasmic.
	Carrie Ann twisted and arched her back, her young pre-teen breasts tingling like never before.  There were juices leaking from the girl’s poon, Jesse tasted girl cum for the first time.  He munched his fill and then scooted up onto the girl, resting his prong on her hot cunt while he took a moment to adore the girl.
	She wasn’t the first young girl he had ever nailed—
	There was Trudy Burns, a mediocre fourth grader when he was in the fifth grade.  They were friends and neighbors and she had seen him peeing in his backyard.  She had also seen him getting a BJ from a girl about his age.  Trudy was curious and one morning while walking with him to school she boldly told him that she had seen him getting the blowjob.
	“What’s it like?” she asked of him.
	Which was odd and a bit strange, how to answer something like that?
	He shrugged, for him it was fantastic!  For her, he didn’t know.
	“What, you wanna try it?” he asked in a sort of kidding manner, sort of.
	To his surprise, sort of, she said, “Sure.”
	There was an underpass under a four lane road to get to their school; or they could walk three extra blocks to go the long way around to the front of the school.  But since they lived on the back side and there was legal access to the school from there, they used the underpass.
	The underpass was usually a haven for older kids, bullies, to make their stand and shakedown the young kids for lunch monies and just generally asserting their stance as a bully.  No one was in the dim lit passage at the time of their arrival, though, which was ten minutes after the bell indicating the start of class.  Neither cared, though, and Jesse got a decent BJ from Trudy.
	That was followed up by scoring with the young girl in her house IN her bed!  Faking an illness she got to stay home, her single Mom went to work as Trudy worked her magic convincing her that she would be alright.
	And right as rain, Jesse appeared minutes after the Mom left.
	In the house the two got naked and “frisky.”  Trudy loved playing with Jesse’s cock, she sucked the life out of it and soon they were in her bed “breaking her in” but good.  With her pussy so sore from her first fuck, they fucked repeatedly until it got better.  

	Carrie Ann’s pretty eyes bulged as she was brought to the brink of pure love.  She knew her lover was cumming and that made their union even better.  She scratched her nails into Jesse’s bare backside and then suddenly…
	The ground was rumbling, small dirt clods were rolling, and it was something like an earthquake.  Carrie Ann freaked but at the same time her union with Jesse was unbelievable.  Jesse knew what was happening, his fine nude body pressed against Carrie’s nude body, their sweat mingled as their lust escalated to new heights.
	Jesse began to pump.  Not so much as “harder” but as FASTER!
	Carrie Ann forgot about the tremblings she had felt ‘neath her, the crumbling sand clods until the pivotal moment when the gigantic charging train thundered over them.  It was horrific and very frightening—for Carrie Ann.  But then at the same time, it bolstered the lovemaking she was involved with and had the most hellacious dynamic orgasm of her young life!
	It was pretty good for Jesse, too.
	The two rolled and fucked sideways; then Jesse was on bottom and Carrie Ann found new pleasures with being on top.  Jesse played with the girl’s small budding breasts and they continued to engage in their sex antics long after the train had passed and was gone.

	Samantha Larson
	Infatuation was one thing, overly obsessed fan was another.  Teenage Samantha had it bad for Jesse.  It didn’t frighten the young entertainer, not much.  Like another big time entertainer who “left the building” in 1977, and another who married his young cousin, Jessie liked ‘em young.
	He boffed the young girl in his room.
	He boffed her in his private (rented) limo.
	He boffed her under the railroad tracks.
	He boffed her (often.)
	She was a decent fuck and pleased him, she would (and did) anything for him—sexually speaking.  She let him spank her, pee on her, fuck her three holes until she was overflowing with his cum, and everything else in between.
	Then, some months later she confessed to him that she was pregnant.
	Ut-oh.
	Jesse very seldom wore a condom when balling some babe, he was in panic mode and would have been in career suicide—but the baby born unto Samantha Larson was BLACK.
	Samantha freaked out and Jesse was relieved (to say the least.)
	(Jesse was white, Greek, actually.)

	But Samantha, Carrie Ann, Trudy, just a few girls in his perverted past, there were others—always YOUNGER than himself.  Oh yes he boffed girls who were of his age, but his desires were of the younger ones.  Donna Jane fit the bill of being “younger”…
	His continuing spying on the teenager resulted in him finding her sprawled out on her bed NAKED fingering herself.  She moaned and groaned and Jesse wished he had nightvision to see her better.  Come the morning at breakfast he could hardly stand it—he’s desire to jump her bones right then and there and boff the snot out of her on the breakfast table was hard to keep from doing.
	And then there was of course taking her to school on his bike.
	Jesse had a Harley, a Hawg, and Donna LOVED going for a ride on it.  So did the other girls, Stephanie and Michelle.  The following morning after spying on Donna she asked for a ride.  Jesse was willing, very willing to oblige.  She kissed her Daddy and gave a smug “haha” to her younger siblings—their Daddy was not so enthused about them riding on Jesse’s bike, he feared for their safety…

	(Side note:  and although Daddy Donny was, too, something of a perv, he did not seem to have perversions with his offspring.  One of the few.)
	Once underway and on to school, Donna latched onto her uncle tightly, squeezing him and reeling in riding on a hot bike with a hot babe (Jesse.)  Her not really styled brown hair flew all over the place despite wearing a law enforced helmet.  The helm was one of those just barely legal type and her luxurious hair flew in the wind as they cruised just beyond the speed limit to school.
	Along the way, Jesse let ‘er rip and hit the coast road—the family lived in a big city by a rather large inland lake that had a “coast” road that surrounded it.  Donna slipped her hands down to clutch at Jesse’s stomach.  As Jesse opened the throttle to send the bike sailing at 70 miles per, Donna placed her hands right down between Jesse’s legs.
	She did!
	Jesse had a “woody” going, Donna didn’t “grab” it or anything, just casually like placed her hands between his legs right at the crotch-crease.  She snuggled her body against his and all that was in Jesse’s mind was her naked body on her body friggin herself.
	Letting the girl off at her school—did she lightly brush her hand across his cock?  He watched her ass wiggle as she walked away—then of course there were hordes of other girls—all with the same wiggle.  Jesse had to get back home!

	With drummer Damien sick with the flu and bass man Meat a no-show (hangover), the concert at the small club the Thrashers were scheduled at was canceled.  Donny was working late and little Michelle was staying over at a friends.  That left Donna Jane and middle sibling Stephanie home—alone.
	Jesse cruised back home from the club with thoughts of pure naughtiness in mind.  How much could he get away with with Donna?  Was she willing?  The signals were there.  He wondered, pondered, blew a stop light, missed his turn, and had a raging boner by the time he rolled up to the curb.  Most often he parked in the drive or at the curb—but something goaded him and he cruised to the backyard; shutting off the motor as he made the back gate and into the yard.
	There was a light on in the kitchen, but just the one over the sink.  No one seemed to be actually IN the kitchen itself.  Beings as it was ten o’clock, Stephanie was most likely asleep.  Donna would be—chatting on the phone, possibly doing homework, or finger banging herself.
	Jesse hoped for the latter…

	Extreme caution and care he took creeping up the stairs to the second floor from the kitchen.  He even held his breath!  At the landing he paused and peered down the dim lit hall; the bathroom door was ajar, but it always was if no one was within.  Donny’s bedroom door was shut and so was Donna Jane’s door.  The only other door “open ajar” was the one Stephanie and Michelle shared.  There was light from within, too.
	If Michelle was home and not staying over at a friend’s, Donna Jane would be reading to her and thus the reasoning for the light.  But Jesse knew that little Michelle was not home.  Reasonably certain.
	Holding his breath, licking his lips, he crept ever so slightly down the hall and peered into the girls’ bedroom.  He was not prepared for what he saw on Stephanie’s bed…

	Twelve year old Stephanie Judith Janner was nude, her legs were opened wide and pushed back some as she laid out NUDE on her bed; on her knees against the bed was an equally naked Donna Jane.
	Holy fucking shit!
	Donna Jane was munching sister Stephanie’s cunt!
	Holy fucking shit!
	Jesse felt his cock explode.
	He had to backtrack and make for his room.
	He made it as far as the kitchen whereupon he had to whip out his cock and “get with the program.”  In his mind burned the image of the naked girls—he thought of busting them.  Walking in on them, catching them in the act.  That would give him leeway with them, he could viably spank them and then…
	And then…
	And then…

	How he managed to keep the information he knew about Donna and Stephanie he didn’t know, but it was hard (and how!)  He was a busy guy and had a career to think about, too.  His cock’s desires would have to wait for a more opportune time.
	And that “opportune” time wasn’t long in cumming…
	In the meantime, Donna thought she was home alone ‘cause otherwise she wouldn’t have done what she done when Jesse came sneakingly sneaking on her.  In her room there she was with her boyfriend, a whole year older than she.  A nice boy, had a car and “Letter” on his jacket.  Dashingly good looks, a goodly mannered boy with a bit more than an average cock. 	
	!!!

	Yea, in Donna’s room the boy was nude (as was Donna) and she was “servicing” the teen hunk, sucking the life out of his cock while he was laid out on her bed; Donna herself on the bed between his legs, her delicious ass pooched up into the air and she had all of his 7-incher into her mouth.
	Normally, during daylight hours, boyfriend “Steve” was not allowed to be alone with teenage daughter Donna Jane—‘specially if Daddy Donny was not in the house.  
	But Daddy Donny was not at home, nor were Donna’s siblings (or supposedly her uncle).  So while the cats are away…

	After sucking the near life out of Steve’s cock, Donna looked up and grinned, worked his cock with her hand, squeezed the member, flicked her tongue to the piss slit that was jutting small bits of cum—then slithered her lithe body up the teen hunk’s body.  Expertly she slipped her hand down between her legs, took Steve’s cock and guided it into her cunny.
	Juts of sperm shot out splattering onto the door Jesse stood at…
	Both teens worked in unison in an awesome rhythm-piston motion.  It was awesome to watch—with Jesse wishing greatly that it was him on the bed and not Steve.  
	Steve gripped Donna’s ass while driving his cock into her tight cunt.  
	Donna sat upwards some allowing her lover to gawk at her twin beauties—and  he did gawk, too.  Never once did they cease their humping, though; Donna’s hips kept in perfect rhythm timing with Steve’s upward piston action and did so for several minutes—five at least.
	Finally there was the explosion of orgasmic combustion.  Donna fell onto Steve’s sweating hunky body an the two entered into a new phase of young teen love.  Jesse had squirted all that he could and stealthily made for his room downstairs where from his “secret stash” he got out a pair of panties, Donna’s.  Around his balls he wrapped while fetching a second pair of panties, sister Stephanie’s.  Those he wrapped about his johnson while a third pair, Michelle’s he put to his nose—there were slight stains in two places and he smelled them and hammered his cock until he ejaculated once more.

	And there was more…
	Like, the one day Jesse slipped home on a notion that catching Donna screwing her boyfriend might give him leeway to “bust” her and then later on (after the boyfriend left) he take a turn with her, himself.  Sloppy seconds anyone?

	But he didn’t catch Donna with her boyfriend, he caught her with Stephanie’s boyfriend!

	Similar to what Donna had done to HER boyfriend, she was doing likewise to Steph’s boyfriend, “Charlie.”  The boy was an average fellow with his “fellow” completely devoured by his girlfriend’s older sister!  He liked—a lot!  
	The pre-teen boy laid out on Stephanie’s bed, naked.  His body was well tan; he had lovely sandy brown hair, dazzling blue eyes, and deeply engrossed into having his weenie sucked.
	But there was more…
	Donna sucked and sucked and sucked—and then sucked his balls.
	She herself was nude and the boy was bombastically bombed.  The teenager was dynamically beautiful which put the young boy into sexual overload.  He knew, or maybe not, that he was going to get laid, but the blowjob was the preliminary and it was possibly his first.  (Cam wasn’t there during these episodes—he “read” them from Jesse’s mind at a later date.)
	Charlie “came”; shooting his wad completely into Donna’s mouth.  Well, not completely, one or two squirts squirted off into the teen’s mouth, the rest was splashed onto her face as Donna pulled the slender schlong out of her mouth—worked it and got its life giving juices splattering all over her sweet “innocent” face.
	Donna then scooted up some, taking the boy’s cock to her teen breasts and getting him hard once more.  Donna’s bod was nice, damn nice—so sensuous!  The sun’s rays streaming in thru the window lightly touched her somewhat tan body and excelled her beauty.
	Soon she was up on top of the bewildered boy, grinding her body on him until his cock was at her delicious pussy.  Once more she expertly guided a cock into her cunny.  She straddled him and gently swallowed his cock into her womanness.  The boy stared up to her cum strewn face and they fucked.

*

	One incidence put Jesse over the top.
	It happened one sunny afternoon while Donny was out of town on assignment.  Donna Jane was supposedly responsible enough to run the house in the meantime, Jesse was there to help out, too.  Jesse had a gig in a nearby town but could be reached by phone if necessary.

	He knew that with no “adults” in the house severe naughty business was at hand in the Janner household.  His first gig appearance went alright and started on time, the second appearance had problems and got started late.  Finally the show got on and went on—and on—and on.  Jesse got into and finally let the Janner girls be as he was at the peek of his performance.  The concert was over at midnight, after several returns to do “one more”.
	Then there was the ever popular “after show” shenanigans where sex, drugs, and a little rock-n-roll took place.  Jesse wasn’t too much into drugs, not the heavies, anyways.  Reefer and a little nose candy was okay, but the hard stuff he shied away from.  He boffed a chick who was an assistant producer, then humped doggie-style another gal who was an assistant to something else before slipping away in the wee hours of the morning.
	It was 3AM before he cruised into the Janner backyard.  All was dark within the two story home; he fumed as he knew he just knew he had missed something good.
	The follow day—he slept in.  It was 12:30 noon ‘fore he awoke.  He felt awful, hangover and such—ringing still in his ears.  He staggered to his shower and spent quality time with himself and after awhile felt much better.  A fresh shave and he was revitalized.
	Now he needed food.
	But first!

	Twelve year old Charlie worked his cock into fifteen year old Donna Jane—all the while ten year old Brad (remember him?) humped her cunt all the while ten year old Hayden schlepped his salami into her mouth.  All were enjoying a lazy afternoon on Donna Jane’s bed, naked, and having a good time!
	Across the hall on Stephanie’s bed Steve enjoyed schlepping his salami into Steph’s mouth while under her (as she was on her hands and knees, Ricky (remember him) ate out her pussy.  She in turn, while sucking on Steve’s sixteen year old cock, worked Ricky’s cock until it was squirting onto her titties.
	On the bed with them was the lovely (and naked) Michelle, her pussy showed signs of heavy fucking, the “lips” were reddened and there was a generous coating of cum from her pretty face to her well fucked cunt.  The girl lay fingering herself and watching the antics of her sister, older sister’s boyfriend, and one of her club members.

	Jesse couldn’t take it anymore but thought he heard a door from downstairs.  It would be one thing for the girls to be caught with the boys, but quite another for HIM to be caught having shenanigans with the girls.  And although Donny was a perv himself, or had once been, Jesse didn’t know if he could handle his brother-in-law involving himself in such a farces.  It was best not chance it and he quietly slipped away down the stairs to the kitchen.
	The girl’s Daddy had come home, early.  But he made enough noise to disrupt the naughty Janner family; they bounded down the stairs to greet their Daddy, the boys came out from the kitchen beaming (and walking funny.)  Jesse emerged from his room and all was well.
	Sort of.
	The images of the girls naked getting doinked and spermed on drove Jesse to the brink of insanity.  Donna Jane had a great body, a teenage body with fantastic titties, hair, smile, and poon.  A shapely ass that gave Jesse a reason to live.
	Her two sisters weren’t bad, either.  Stephanie had a gorgeous smile, intoxicating even.  Her mannerisms and all joined with her beauty made her a very incredible girl.  And seeing her engaged sexually just sent her uncle into a euphoric state of being.  That sweet ass wiggling on her bed as she sucked off on her sister’s boyfriend’s cock—her hole beckoned him; the little boy under her happily noshing on her cunt while she toyed with his cock; his cock squirting its juices onto her clean supple body.  It was too much.
	Sister number three, despite being ten, was an incredible dish herself.  Very incredible.  Had Steve fucked her?  Had she sucked his cock?  Had she let him up her ass?  Jesse imagined the girl with her legs spread and Steve driving his prick into her sex.  He could see her legs and arms flailing, he could see Steve’s cock slamming in and out of her ten year old cunt…
	It was too much.
	That night Jesse laid out on his bed jacking off heavily with the images of the Janner girls burrowing deeper into his mind.  The girl’s panties on his cock, balls, and face as he worked his favorite organ and twisted in sexual agony.
	“Damn!” said a voice suddenly breaking in.
	Sitting up in a slight panic there was Donna Jane at the open door of his room.  Her pretty eyes fluttered and were locked onto his cock.  For a moment Jesse was too stunned to react—though Donna was clad in pants and a blouse, he saw her as he wanted—naked.

	“No one’s home.” Donna informed him.  “Mind if I cum in?”
	The way she said “cum” and not “come” further bombed Jesse, his hand was still wrapped about his massive cock, bits of cum jutting from the piss slit.
	“Mmmmm,” said Donna easing in and crossing the room, “you shouldn’t waste it.” And with that the girl made for her knees and began lapping up the juices.  Jesse relaxed, sort of.  Donna removed the panties, noting that they were all hers.  Her lips went about the engorged knob and skillfully sucked.

	Though he wanted to hold off and not cum in such a short time, he had already been at the brink of doing so when busted by Donna.  So he came, a lot.  Great shots of liquid love bursted into Donna’s mouth—so much so that drips dribbled out of the corners of her mouth.  She spurted, too, coating his shaft and balls.
	But still she sucked, taking all of his johnson and draining it until there was no more.  Her fingers squeezed his shaft, cupped his balls, and drained his life’s essence.
	When there was no more—the outgoing cheerleader type but not a cheerleader began sucking on his furry nads.  She seemed to have no compunction about pubes in her teeth and used them as floss anyways.  She sucked his balls with as much umph as she had his cock.
	Jesse’s cock languished, pulsed, and throbbed against the sweet teen’s face, it was the best blow job he had ever gotten!  (‘cept for the times Donny’s sister had sucked him!)
	Jesse lay back on his bed, a queen sized thing in a room that barely let it fit.  Jesse’s room was “under the stairs”.  There was a sloping angle to deal with and one small window.  But strangely, there was a bathroom.  It was small, too—but was complete.  His head rested against the wall—he was exhausted.  Donna peeled one article of clothing off her wondrous body at a time, tossing her panties to his face with a giggle.
	Jesse sniffed the crotch and got an instant hard-on again.
	Up onto his body she went, slowly.  Her hands went all over his chest, tweaking his nipples while he still lustfully enjoyed her panties.  Donna then began “nipping” his nipples, sucking on them while her own tingled with impending excitement.
	At length Jesse set aside the teen’s underwear and re-positioned himself, putting the girl onto his body whereas her cunny was on his cock.  Donna lay on him and they began to kiss.  Jesse’s hands roamed her bare backside, settling on her ass to squeeze and knead there.

	Moments later and deftly did she guide his manhood into her sex.  Inasmuch as her mouth had previously swallowed his cock, so did her cunt.  She slid down onto his rod completely, her cunny muscles snugging the invader, squeezing the member until it nearly exploded right then and there.
	Jesse dug his fingers into her crack, her breasts grinded against his chest and there was a sheen layer of sex sweat coating their bodies.  Their mouths engulfed the others with tongues dancing an erotic forbidden dance.  The act of “fucking” took place moments later.

	Jesse squeezed off one enormous round of cum at the two-minute mark, he had hoped to go for three minutes at least, but he was already bursting at the seams and couldn’t hold back—he was no longer in control.  Donna was good.  She was in control—and Jesse didn’t care.
	But Donna, too, was cumming.  With their bodies squashed together Donna’s hips rose up and down in quickening fashion further tantalizing her uncle who had never had a girl do such a thing and he thought the advanced technique was something she shouldn’t know until years later.
	Oh well.
	The shared orgasm bombastically thrilled the two and they switched positions.  Though he had cum (and how!) there was still more to come; Donna lay on her back and got the fucking of her life from then on.  Her body was no longer hers; her arms and legs flailed about as her pussy was brought to the brink of ecstasy time and time again.  (four times to be exact.)
	Finally, Jesse gave his all and that was all he could give.
	Great juts of his spunk shot DEEP into the teen’s cunny recesses, it was incredible—beyond comprehension.  There was the inevitable plummet of all energies as finally he pulled his masterful prong from the drenched cunt and fell away to her side.
	Donna herself was incapable of doing anything else and lay heaving on the bed as steam arose from her body.

	Donna’s ass was wondrous—to the touch.  Well “resting” after their incredible shared elation Jesse awoke to find Donna sound to sleep in his arms.  Slowly his hands caressed the young beauty, he couldn’t remember the last time his cock had been so—happy.  He knew that “one time” wasn’t going to cut it, either.  Time and time again, pussy—mouth—asshole would have be enjoyed as well.

	Seldom was there ever time to simply “relax” and take the time to enjoy the afterwards of great sex.  He tried, he really did a time or two, but always there was some hurry to go somewhere else and do something else.	Donna slept on, snuggled up against her naked still sweaty uncle.  Jesse caressed her body with only slight lust in mind.  Lightly did he worry about how would her Daddy feel about what they had done.  He also wondered if they HAD done it—Danny had screwed his sister; but only in the Mouth and Ass, he had never seen Donny hump his sister’s cunt.  They had double teamed her—with Danny always taking the backdoor.
	With the raising of three young girls, alone, had Donny let his perverted lust expand from his sister to his girls?  Inquiring minds wanted to know—desperately.  But Jesse let it be, for now.  He snuggled to Donna, his hands roaming all over her fine nude body and finally awoke her.  They began kissing again and their lust levels began to surge—again.
	Soon the lovely Donna came to rest on her uncle’s body; he liked—a lot!  Gawking at her gorgeous teen titties thrilled the young man and he fondled them—fondle-fondle-fondle.  Donna herself rested her poon onto Jesse’s throbbing cunt pleaser teasing him.
	Jesse didn’t care.  He was elated with Donna’s nude body, captivated by her beauty.  Gently he squeezed her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers.  Donna rocked lightly as she rocked her body straddling his; but their lust levels were exceeding temperate zones and at length they no longer could hold off.  
	The two entered into the realm of second round fucking when…

	“Holy shit!”
	out of the mouth of babes.
	And Stephanie Janner WAS a babe—a young babe.
	The twelve year old’s eyes bulged as much as Jesse’s cock did (buried up into Donna’s cunt!)  The pretty pre-teen rubbed her sleepy eyes and cocked her head to see the absolute penetration of her uncle’s cock into her sister’s cunt.
	“Don’t just stand there,” said Donna, “come on in.”
	Jesse at one time had no problem with sexual shenanigans with a young girl, but as an adult there were possible repercussions that not only could be career ending but life ending.  He liked his way of life, free and all, without having to fear daily/nightly if he was going to become someone’s Bitch and receive sanctimonious humpings up the ass the rest of his days in the state pen.

	But then again, if everyone was willing…
	And everyone was…
	Young Stephanie was clad in her two-piece cottony pajamas, but not for long.  As she made her way across the room to the bed—eyes still focused on Uncle Jesse’s cock buried completely into Donna’s cunt, Stephanie stripped off her pajama top and was “topless.”
	Donna smiled to her sibling, then arched her back as her cunny was lit on fire by Jesse’s talented cock.  He rammed himself up into her and sent shivers all over her body.  Talented hands, too, gripped her ass.  Stephanie was too enchanted, captivated by the thrusting of Jesse’s powerful cock action.  She locked her eyes, too, on his hairy balls; the juices flowing down his shaft (when it was exposed) and her sister’s nakedness, too. 
	Stephanie slipped off her pajama bottoms, then stepped to one side so as Jesse could see her in her panties—briefly ‘cause then she slipped out of those, too.  Jesse liked seeing girls in their underwear—regular/normal type panties.  There was some sexual gratification in girls who wore skimpy bathing suits, thongs, bikinis, skimpy underwear, and especially crotchless panties.  But girls who wore normal every day panties were more of a turn on.
	And young girls underage in their panties was even better!
	Donna felt her uncle’s cock growing inside her.  She smiled, wriggled, and settled down completely on the masterful cock, and when Stephanie stepped out of her panties Donna motioned for the girl to “come up” onto the bed.  Of which she did.
	Stephanie straddled Jesse’s face, sitting her poon right down onto his face.  This action caused Jesse to fire off amazing rounds of hot spunk DEEP into his niece’s cunt.  The power thrusts did wonders for Donna, too.  She tweaked her nipples and then began friggin’ herself, spanking herself and wishing boyfriend Steve, or one of her sisters’ boyfriends were around—to fuck her asshole.  
	Jesse licked poon.  Twelve year old poon.  There was some hair there, but not much.  He licked, lapped, and nipped.  Stephanie wiggled, got moist, and farted.  Jesse drove his tongue up into the girl’s poon—noting that she was NOT a virgin.  A finger went into the girl’s cornhole.
	The two siblings put their lips together and began to kiss.  Jesse didn’t see this action—his view was blocked.  The girls kissed, sucked face, and Frenched all the while they were brought to orgasmic sensations that were sensational.  Both fondled the other’s breasts and Jesse finally got into a delicious humping rhythm that was beyond common words.

	Fuckerific!
	Cumsational!
	Twatastic!
	Humpalicious!
	Ballbusting-organful!
	Donna had “gotten hers”  she came twice!  Her pussy so infused with tingling sensations she got off—in more ways than one.  Her pussy had never been so delighted.  It felt like a real good piss after having to hold it for so long and then finally let loose the flow.
	Jesse’s cock throbbed.  There were cum spurtz and as Donna had left it unattended, Stephanie took up the cause—wrapping her fingers about the pulsing member and then her lips.
	“It’s coming!” Jesse mumbled thru Stephanie’s cunt. 
	The girl could only take so much of her uncle’s meat and great splurtz of jiz exploded from the corners of her mouth—and yet she continued to suck (the life) out of the cock, draining it until there was no more.  And even then she continued to masturbate to cock, squeezing as even more ounces of delicious spunk globbed out of the piss slit.  Steph seemed obsessed with Jesse’s cock, any boy cock that could cum.  She smiled with spunk stains on her chin and lips; she squeezed out another fart and Jesse rammed his finger into her hole—touching something within that was soon to come out.
	Eewewewe!
	The young girl continued sucking on the cock, stroking and squeezing, devouring.  Donna had frigged herself enough and went to work sucking on Jesse’s balls.  It was a wondrous time, and always room for one more…

	Packing fudge
	With Donna on her back sprawled out on her uncle’s bed, and Stephanie on top; Jesse worked his cock into Steph’s ass.  Steph’s ass was nice—very nice.  After the girls had sucked his cock and balls back to life he was ready for more.  There was significant ache in his cock but his cock said “ok” when Steph’s ass was presented.  
	With his hands tightly clamped onto Stephanie’s wondrous ass—Jesse made slow and deliberate penetration to her hole.  Donna helped guide in the pulsing prong—Stephanie grimaced some as it was the most enormous thing ever to go there.
	Donna continued to tantalize her uncle by playing with his balls as he fucked and she sucked cunt.  Stephanie buried her cries of OW into her sister’s cunt but eventually her asshole muscle relaxed and accepted its fate.

	Soon Jesse was humping in a particular manner of which created great amounts of billowing steam—mostly stemming from Stephanie’s well fucked asshole.  She cried out “Oh GOD!” a time or two but held on while Donna underneath latched her mouth onto her uncle’s swishing balls.
	Having already cum a number of times, twice in Donna’s body, once in Stephanie’s mouth, cumming off again so soon (same day) was a toughie.  So the butt fucking of Stephanie would be an endurance fuck and right as he was doing so…
	“SON-OF-A-BITCH!” from the mouth of the youngest Janner, Michelle.
	Like Stephanie, the girl was in her pajamas standing at the open door to the bedroom.  She stared wide eyed with milk stains on her mouth, she had been quietly having breakfast when she heard the cries from her sister.
	Jesse unleashed a torrent of spunk, squirting great quantities into Steph’s asshole, then anointing her cheeks with the rest.  Sister Donna lapped up the spillage and Stephanie tried consoling her burning hole by fingering it.
	She was not overly sold on the idea of being packed in the ass.  Rolling off of Donna she lay on the bed, knees out, legs open and friggin both her pussy and ass.  Donna sat up and smiled to her youngest sib.  She nodded to the bewildered child; Michelle gawked at her naked uncle, and his cum squirting cock.  Slowly she made her way across the room to the bed.
	Slowly Donna pulled off Michelle’s pajamas, starting with her top.  Michelle, unlike other young tweens, was basically flat chested.  She wore a “trainer”  AAAaaa, but there wasn’t much there to “train.”  Donna herself and Stephanie at age ten had more to offer but…
	Jesse ogled his youngest niece, smiling and stroking his sore cock.  It had given its all but maybe—just maybe there would be a little more to give.  Stephanie suddenly leaped up and made for his private bathroom.  She didn’t bother shutting the door and quickly sat on toilet.  Seconds later and there were horrendous noises coming from the girl’s hole—it sounded awful and at length—reeked.
	Wisely and thankfully she shut the door.
	Donna slowly slid down Michelle’s pajama bottoms.  The young girl stood in nice tight light orange panties, with a girlie tiger on the front, butterflies on the “cheeks.”  Standing in her panties only gave cause for Jesse to get “hard.”  He had to stand and spend a moment or two checking the girl out.  She was good.

	Michelle played soccer, she was outgoing, active, and very sweet.  She was also mischievous and sometimes got into trouble as she got into situations that were way over her head.  But she took it in stride as it was a learning experience for her.
	And she had learned, too, that sucking a cock that had been freshly pulled from an asshole was gross.  It wasn’t going to happen.  Donna caressed Michelle’s ass and the girl crawled onto her uncle’s bed.  She was held up as she did so—on all fours.  Jesse’s smile told Donna that he was well pleased—his amazing cunt pleaser told her that, as well.  The up and coming (cumming?) rock star got on his knees against the bed and began licking Michelle’s ass—specifically her crack and hole.
	Stephanie emerged from the bathroom—she had lit the candle within and “walked” kinda funny.  She breathed a great sigh of relief as she made way back to the bed.
	“Everything come out all right?” big sister Donna asked jokingly.
	“Ha-ha!” Stephanie retorted back sarcastically.  Falling onto the bed she watched her uncle as he did his thing; Steph raised a leg and began friggin herself while Donna positioned herself once more under a sibling.  And once more she licked cunt while her own was licked.  
	Jesse began slipping in his fingers into Michelle’s hole, one finger at a time until he had three fingers in.  The girl expressed distress with her wiggling as Jesse’s probing fingers took on the size of his soon to probe cock.  She needed lubing up.
	Into the bathroom he went—the clean his cock, open a window, and get the anal lube.  Stephanie took up the slack of licking out her little sister’s crack, fingering the hole and enjoying herself.  She could see her uncle in the bathroom as he washed his balls and cock, it made her horny (hornier) and she went to join him.
	They showered together with Jesse getting off into the girl’s pussy.  With her back against the tiled wall, her young pre-teen legs about his waist, his cock went expertly into her young snatch and they fucked.  Donna came to sit on the toilet bringing Michelle with her.  Michelle stood at the open shower fingering herself gawking at the antics of her uncle and sister.  She moved in to see the actual penetration of cock to pussy as that drew her attention with awe more than anything else.
	He didn’t cum off, but it felt like it.  The shagging of his young niece was good just the same, too.  The sheer fact of the matter of stuffing his adult cock into a teenage girl’s pussy helped his orgasm along—although he didn’t cum after several minutes of trying.  His cock was over stimulated—it tingled and drove him crazy.  There was still strong-strong desire, though…

	Feeling that his energy was ebbing away quickly and he didn’t want his legs to rubberize and let go, he gently stood Stephanie up, hugged her, then shut off the shower.  They all left the shower after the girls dried off their uncle.  On the bed Jesse laid out with the lovely youngest Janner servicing his cock.  Donna and Stephanie spanking each other, spanking Michelle, licking her pussy/ass as she was on her knees sucking off her uncle—or trying to suck him off.  She worked his cock furiously and tried to devour as much of it as she possibly could.
	At length the youngest Janner was rewarded with her cocksucking efforts with a generous portion of manjuice.  The goo filled the girl’s mouth of which some she spat out as the sperm splashed against her throat coating her tonsils.
	Sperm, too, shot up the girl’s nose, splashed onto her brows, and drizzled into her lovely brown hair.  Uncle Jesse gave his all and then some and then some more.  Then he was exhausted and his cock told him, “NO MORE!” for at least a couple days.

	Jesse went on tour with his band (the Thrashers); leaving the girls without cunny pleasing cock to slurp and fuck.  But that was okay, there was Donna’s boyfriend, Steve, to take up the slack.  With after an incident involving Donna and Daddy Donny, Donny involved, too!  (more on that later on…)