August Moone
Book 7
Shadows of Moons
Chapter 49
Stand Alone Story

Decent into Horror
Final Chapters
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To hump is to be humping

I hump, therefore, I am!
	Though she was merely a young teen, and though she was indeed his daughter, Reverend Collins relished in sliding his cock into her cunny.  It was a snug fit, but it was clear to him that she was not a virgin.  A boyfriend, a makeshift dildo?  
	No, most likely and more probably her brothers, Matt and Simon.
	As the stirrings of sexual lust propelled him to the heights that were orgasmic, his eyes fell upon the documents he had on his walls—documents of his religious achievements.
From Ester, the 17th Book in the KJV
 	King Ahasuerus throws a party and encourages his guests to drink to excess. Then, when they are all drunk, he orders Queen Vashti to show her stuff before him and his guests. 
 	When it was Esther turn to "go in unto the king," she pleases the king the most. So, having won the sex contest, she is made queen in Vashti's place. 
From Proverbs we learn:
 	"Let her breasts satisfy thee at all times." 
 	"Come let us take our fill of love until the morning." 
 	One of the four "wonderful" things is "the way of a man with a maid." 
From Song of Soloman
	"Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins." 
 	"We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts ... But my breasts [are] like towers." 

Second Samuel
 	King David dances nearly naked in front of God and everybody.
First Samuel
 	The sons of Eli had sex with women "at the door of the tabernacle." 
Deuteronomy 
 	"Cursed be he that lieth with any manner of beast: and all the people shall say, Amen." 
and my fav—Ezekiel 
 	Really Big Penises. One of the sister (Aholibah) had lovers "whose flesh is as the flesh of asses, and whose issue is like the issue of horses." 

	Diverting his attention his eyes fell nextly onto his naked eldest daughter, Mary.  She was grinning, blushing, and standing naked fingering herself while watching her father fuck.  She had lovely breasts, round, supple, and ---
	Eric began to cum.
	It came suddenly almost without warning.
	But once it started there was no stopping.
	The fluid from his balls scorched through his shaft emptying into his fourteen year old daughter, Lucy—who lay sprawled out on his desk in his office at the church he preached!
	Lucy’s legs flailed about, her breasts jiggled about, she clutched the edge of his desk and went thru the throws of experiencing a delicious orgasm herself.
	The tumultuous event of experiencing an orgasm was quick.  It lasted merely momentarily with the lingering sensations lasting a little longer afterwards.  There was the pesky notions of “regret” and “oh my God what have I done!?” thrashing about the reverend’s head, but his cock was still in his daughter’s cunt and he felt so relieved.
	He felt a little remorseful and shameful, too.
	Those pesky feelings were alleviated when eldest daughter with the talented mouth came to his wilting cock and sucked it.  She popped the entire member into her mouth and devoured it wholly.  All the naked Rev could do was stand and take it.
	He was late for a variety of meetings—but fuck ‘em, getting his winkie waxed was more important!  His mind began to empty and be cleared of the those pesky annoyances—getting a BJ from his daughter was one thing, but carrying on sexually with BOTH Mary and Lucy!  Unheardof!
	After Mary brought his cock back to life, she turned to licking and cleaning the mess on Lucy’s pussy.  All Reverend Eric could do was stand in amazement and watch.
	Then, when she had spent a minute or two licking sister Lucy cunt, she climbed onto the younger sib, settling her sex down onto Lucy’s face.  She then patted her ass—conveying to her Father “come fuck my ass.”  And so he did.
	Eric moved on numb shaking legs to present himself behind his seventeen year old daughter; Lucy plied the girl’s cheeks open and there was Mary’s willing chute.  Eric’s cock surged (with pride).  Lucy held Mary’s ass open, Mary patted her ass, and an unseen forced pulled Eric to the ass.

	When the river of cum back flowed out of Mary’s chute and Lucy (beneath) licked it all up, it drove Eric to an unending sexual uproar.  He could hardly stand it.  His cock was a mess, other than being soiled.  He had to have sex with the both of them—repeatedly.  Consequences be damned!
	In the shower of his personal bathroom (and his cock thoroughly cleaned) he once more invaded Lucy’s quim.  With her back against the smooth textured wall he put it to her, driving her with every ounce of his manly being.  It was sex and more.  It was more than banging and more than incestuous banging.
	And when the “banging” was complete, Mary was there to suck her Daddy’s cock, his balls, and lick clean her sister’s cunt.  Meanwhile, Lucy and Eric locked lips and kissed while he fondled her titties and filled Mary’s mouth with his love tool.

Meanwhile…
	At another home not so far away…
	Though he had had a busy day of screwing, there was nothing like putting one’s pud to a willing sibling.  It helped to wash away the very naughty things he had done—er, committed.  It was insane!  As the terrible things he had done with his best pal, Tyler, Simon humped his best girl—er, best willing sibling, Ruthie.
	It wasn’t so much as to achieve an orgasm as it was just to simply fuck (and feel good about it).  And Ruthie was a good egg; as soon as Simon had come home their eyes met and Ruthie knew—he was horny.  Which was okay, so was she.
	Simon quickly showered, with Ruthie’s help.  He felt better after the shower but with the naked Ruthie there playing with his willie, he was game without being gamey.

	So, right on the bathroom floor they fucked.
	Ruthie firstly went to her knees to service her brother’s pud.  That helped Simon a great deal and though he didn’t spew spunk into her mouth, close counts.  She had a marvelous technique of playing with his cock—while sucking she rubbed his prong all over her face; nipped the skin of his flute, nuzzled and nipped his nut sac then tantalized his cock head until he was about to spew.
	But he had given his all in spew that day.
	Ruthie laid out on the mass of bath towels spreading her young pre-teen legs.  Simon focused his eyes on the young willing snatch before him.  She was going to be a lovely-very lovely girl.  Simon went down on her, taking a moment to please her inasmuch as she had pleased him.
	His technique was in need of improving but Ruthie didn’t say anything.  He licked her cunt like it was an ice cream cone!  Then he was on her, gently laying on her and kissing her!  It was like as if he was kissing his best friend!  (but it was different and maybe better ‘cause it was at least a GIRL and the girl was his own sister!)
	They rolled on the floor, twisting their bodies and not even “coupling”, just fondling each other and kissing—deeply and passionately.  Ruthie liked—a lot!  Simon did, too.  At length, though, Simon did slip his teenhood into Ruthie’s snatch.  They fucked on their sides, then with Simon on top, then laying arms and legs twisted about Ruthie managed to lay on him and she fucked him.
	It was while in the position of Ruthie on top that did brother Matt walk in on them.  They never heard him come thru the house—he used the backdoor, or tromp up the stairs.  He stared at the two naked naughty sibs, smiled and had an instant erection.  His day had been whacked already with the screwing of the blackmailing wench Kathy and then her best friend.  He didn’t mind really—to sink his cock into two preteen girls was cool!  The circumstances of being blackmailed into doing so annoyed him, though.
	Simon lay in an awkward position not knowing exactly how his big brother would take the situation.  Ruthie merely smiled and was in control, she reached out pressing her hand to the older brother’s bulge, smiled big and gave the first born a reason to live!

	With his cock out of his pants Ruthie latched onto the member all the while a cock of another brother was in her pussy.  Simon felt embarrassed and awkward, but maintain a hard-on just the same; his hands clamped tightly to Ruthie’s soft ass—his eyes focused on her soft supple breasts.

	Matt worked himself into a furor as Ruthie’s handiwork worked him despite his cock being “overworked” for that day.  Boning Kathy was one thing, but being talked (connived and blackmailed) into screwing her best friend Wendy, too!?  He didn’t overly mind, so much as Wendy didn’t mind.  Her pussy had been decently tight, snug fitting—she had been broken (but not by cock.)
	Ruthie clutched his balls and devoured his cock; like sister Mary, Ruthie had a knack and it was wondrous!  And though despite his cumming off in Kathy and Wendy, multiple times; Matt filled Ruthie’s mouth with sweet harmonious jizz in three minutes time!
	The jizz leaked out to coat the pre-teen’s mouth edges and soil her chin as she continued to suck the very life (and jizz) out of his pud.  Simon was turned on watching Ruthie’s cocksucking action and filled her pussy with HIS jizz!

	Hearing a noise from downstairs distracted the sibling trio; they paused in their incestuous antics and waited to hear more—like footsteps coming up the stairs.  But there was nothing more.  Matt nakedly left the bathroom and slipped across the hall into his parents’ bedroom and peeked out the window that was the front of the house.
	“Paperboy.” he told his sibs upon his return.  Cum still dripped from his dick and although it had had a hell of a day of fucking, it was still hard.  Simon was in the same way.  He sat on the edge of the bathtub stroking his aching bone, watching as the lovely naked Ruthie fingered her soiled cunt.
	With the knowledge that there was no other Collins in the house, Ruthie sat up, got on her knees and engulfed Simon’s balls.  Matt watched, mostly feasting on Ruthie’s ass.  All his sisters had nice asses.  Well, pert near ALL girls had nice asses.  Matt went to Ruthie’s nice ass, caressed—firstly with his hand, then his cock, then his swelled pulsing cock.
	Simon’s cock was in agony.  His mind was blanking out the terrible naughty things he had done with Tyler.  What a day!  He did hold a fear that maybe Tyler would rat him out—say if he got a case of the guilts.  Simon had the guilts, but was in no way going to ‘fess up and tell anybody!
	Ruthie workings on his balls and then his cock washed away his fears.
	Matt made rear entry to his young sib; spreading her cheeks and penetrating her not so tight asshole.  With his hands plastered to her hips he made full penetration—which was how Lucy, Mary and Daddy Collins found them!
	Oops?

*

“Cursed be he that lieth with any manner of beast: and all the people shall say, Amen.”
	What a day (for Lucy Collins!)  Her pussy, and yea, her mind, would never be the same.  Earlier that day she had been with Simon—he peed down her chest as she sat on the toilet; then, after he had peed on her, she had sucked the life juices out of his cock—sucked his balls, too.  She had gotten herself a face fuck for her efforts; then, after her own pee she was pulled into position onto her brother’s face whereupon he licked her cunny.
	Once her cunny was “excited” she scooted down his tanned body and settled onto his cock.  It was still hard despite just cumming off minutes earlier.  Lucy nestled onto the pulsing prong, tweaking the boy’s own nipples and feeling incredibly sexually invigorated.
	Then his cock was in her.
	Lucy’s eyes rolled—strange/unique feelings swelled within her; it was surely naughty to be engaging so sexually with her own brother—but then, how to explain her actions involving her best friend?

	Candles, bananas, hot dog weeniers, a select vegetable or two, a bed post, and fingers with tongue were the usual “items” to invade Lucy’s cunt from her best friend, Tammie.  The two spent many an hour nakedly romping in the fever that was lust.
	There, too, was Comet the Wonderdog and his wondrous cock!
	Lucy had first been grossed out by watching her best friend suck off her pet; then she was intrigued—how would Comet’s cock compare in taste to Simon’s cock?
	Comet was already tantalizing the young teen with his hot breath and tongue action on her shaven cunt; then came Comet’s jiz—this after Lucy placed her face down onto Comet’s heaving belly and friend Tammie whacked the doggie off until he spewed dog sperm.
	Lucy never particularly cared for cum, Simon (and then Matt) had cum on her face and in her mouth and the “taste” was not quite to her liking.  But the boys seemed to enjoy blasting off and shooting their ball juice onto her so she got to like it (sort of.)
	Then there was dog jiz.
	It was different, and hotter!
	When she finally relented and sucked Comet, the doggie’s cum was more than she could fathom.  There was so much of it!  The spew squirted into her mouth and filled it almost instantly—and it was hot!  

	Lucy spurted out the goo.  Tammie laughed and Lucy was embarrassed, a little angered, and disgusted.  Tammie then sucked on the doggie dong, then sucked on Lucy’s face and all was well.
	Nextly was taking Comet’s cock to her cunt.

	At first when Tammie told her about taking Comet on, Lucy thought she had misheard.  Then, Tammie “took” Comet on!  She did!  And Lucy was there to watch!  It was amazing, gross, awing, and disgusting.
	But nevertheless—intriguing.
	Tammie firstly took her pet on on her hands and knees, Comet automatically “mounted” and Lucy got the full concept of “doggie style”.  Tammie schooled Lucy on how to “take on” a dog.  Lucy thought she had lost her friggin’ mind.
	Tammie hadnt’.  After Comet fucked her ass, Lucy was directed to examine the cum strewn hole and then prompted to “clean.”  Lucy had licked her friend’s pooper before—this after a series of candle, vegetable, and other “insertable” objects had been inserted.  But there had never been “cum” there, before.
	Lucy licked of the doggie spew and found herself actually turned on.
	Then Tammie did so infacto take her pet on again—this time into her pussy!
	Laying on her back she coaxed Comet who readily and happily assumed the position and they once more “coupled”.  It was amazing, to Lucy.  She found herself fingering herself as she watched in absolute awesome awe.  
	‘be careful not to let his knot get into you.’ She warned, ‘you’ll be locked up forever!’  well, not “forever” but for ten to fifteen minutes anyways.
	Lucy had no intention of having Comet’s “knot” get into her ‘cause she had no intention of having Comet period!
	But she was wrong.
	She thought the ultimate sin was engaging in sex acts with her brother(s); but the ultimate sin was engaging in sex acts with her friend’s dog!
	The SIN-sation of taking on Comet the Wonderdog was an experience young teen Lucy Collins couldn’t comprehend; it was beyond comprehension.  On her hands and knees she had displayed herself nakedly before Comet, the doggie was schooled into licking butt, crack, hole—all in preparation for his doggie mount.

	Lucy wasn’t prepared.  Mentally, physically, OR sexually!
	But Comet mounted and guided by Tammie’s hand, made vaginal penetration to Lucy’s sex.  She pulled the doggie dong out, then put it back in, a little more each time.  Soon there was full entry and Comet was humping.
	Lucy’s mind was gone.
	Her mind soared, though, when Comet (some minutes later) filled her cunt box with hot HOT juicy dog jiz.  It was fantastic!  Lucy could feel the incredible warmth of the cum spewing inside her!  (a doggie’s cum is a lot hotter than a brother’s cum…)
	And just after he came, Tammie pulled him away before the knot got embedded into Lucy cunt and she freaked out.  Comet didn’t care, he happily licked his balls and was elated.  Lucy was in a quandary and had mixed feelings shooting throughout her young teen body.
	Tammie went to work licking Lucy’s cum strewn ass, crack, and cunt.

	But that episode had been days earlier.
	There were others following whereupon Lucy was a little more into giving up her sex (and ass) for Comet.  She sucked him, too; and drained his balls and also licked clean Tammie dog-cummed cunt.
	But wait!  There’s more!

What the horsefly saw
	A bright Spring day, Summer neared closer and closer; wildflowers and wild roses fragranted the air that was a breeze.  There, too, was the unpleasant scent of horse manure.  Ah!  Refreshing!
	Tammie had an uncle, he had a farm.  The farm had horses, of course; some goats, cows, chickens, and pigs.  It was a farm!  The uncle ran a business, horsey business—city slickers came from the City to ride horses around the meadows and into the woods, spent the weekend (or a week) and were dudified cowboys at the end.  Along with saddle sore!
	Tammie had a special horsey she liked, “He’s name is Zorn.”
	Zorn was an impressive mount, mostly brown with white splotches all over almost like a Paint.  He stood almost 16 hands high and favored apples over all other treats.  
	Leading Zorn and Lucy behind the stalls and then out to a special secluded tack outbuilding	 Tammie wasted no time is stripping off her clothes.  Lucy held back not sure of what was going on.
	What was going on was sex, of course!
	With a horse!  Oh!

	Zorn had an amazing cock, amazing.  Sixteen inches of cock he had!  It was enormous—if not impressive.  Lucy feasted her eyes on the organ, mouth agape, totally blown.
	Lucy was further blown by watching her girlfriend’s antics—of working Zorn’s cock out of it sheath!  It was amazing!  In her defense, though, Tammie schooled Lucy in on the fact that it was a very typical process for horse health.
	Huh?
	A horse (male) needs to have his sheath cleaned (of smegma/cum) and it apparently up to humans (especially horny girls) to do the job.  Her uncle had taught her the procedure and the willing slutty dog fucking ‘ho happily obliged.
	Sheath cleaning of a male horsey is very important to its health—he also likes it.  Some horsesy don’t—a little freaked out by a human’s hand fondling their private parts.  But with a gentle nature of the human, some special lubrication, special soap, rubber gloves, cleaning the animal’s sheath is relatively painless.
	Typically, a male horsey ought to have his sheath cleaned once every six months.  There are two methods to get extract the horse’s penis—“reach up into the sheath and get it” or gently-gently stroke the outside of the sheath to get it to drop.  (that masturbating the horse, of course!)
	The actual process of Sheath Cleaning is involved—and Tammie had already done the procedure to Zorn over a month earlier.  Today was something more involved.  Zorn was willing, he was used to having his penis fondled (and he was a male, of course!)
	Tammie expertly got Zorn’s cock to drop.  She stroked the member, the sheath, then did something that totally blew Lucy’s mind—she rubbed the horse cock on her face, tits, and then—sucked it!
	She did!
	Just the head, stroking the exposed meat of the cock and engorging herself.  Lucy could only stand in awe, finding herself strangely tingling between her legs (along with being a little nauseated.)
	Looking around for security’s sake Lucy slowly found herself undressing—at her friend’s encouraging.  Zorn whinnied, shifted his feet, swished his tail, and farted.  Lucy giggled and dropped her top.  Tammie had Zorn’s cock in her mouth, the head, and was steadily increasing it’s strength.
	It was mind blowing, mind boggling, and over the top awing.
	Lucy kicked off her shoes then pushed down her pants.
	Wait—Tammie’s UNCLE taught her how to whack off a horse?

Mmmmmm, horse cum…
	She fluttered her eyes at first, then closed the tight as the gobs and gobs of hot horse spunk spewed out of Zorn’s schlong.  There was so much of it!  Tammie whacked the horsey and when it began to cum, one wash of horse jiz spewed into her mouth—another splashed coated her face then subsequently drizzled to cover her breasts.  Then, the rest was directed onto the stunned Lucy.
	It was way different that Matt and Simon’s cock grease and even different than Comet the Wonderdog’s!  It would take some getting used to.  There was a sort of strange smell (odor) to the horse spunk, it was stickier and somewhat gross.  Tammie, though, smeared the spunk all over her nude body, fingering herself and further blowing friend Lucy’s mind.
	And Lucy’s mind was even further blown when Tammie coaxed her into SUCKING on the cum squirter head of Zorn’s dick.  To describe the taste she couldn’t.  It was different—that was to be sure.  Sucking her brothers was one thing, blowing Comet was another.  Giving head to a horse—that was unconscionable!
	Then, as naked Lucy drenched in horse spunk squatted all a giggle with no mind of her own to control whatsoever (and no EMAD in use!) friend Tammie dragged a bale of hay to position it under Zorn.  Then, she herself laid out on the bale, opened her legs and began dragging Zorn’s cock up and down her fevered snatch.
	Lucy couldn’t believe it.
	Then, Tammie began pushing and working Zorn’s mighty dong until some of it DID make vaginal penetration!  It was incredible!  She stroke lovingly Zorn’s prong, gouging his cock into her cunt—even forcing it to poke her asshole!
	But there was no way—no WAY Lucy was going to submit to such a deed as that.  She drew the line there.

	Rolling in the spilled hay on the ground the girls wallowed about; pressing their naked bodies together, kissing passionately and smearing horse spunk all over them.  A great quantity did Tammie have laden on her cunny, Lusy happily (willingly) lapped it up and cleaned her friend’s cunt before the two slipped on just their pants and tops and made way back to the farm.
	Once there they slipped into one of the smaller barns where Tammie introduced Lucy to Titan, a 3 yr old goat.  The farm girl dropped to the gray/white animal, hugged it, kissed it on the nose, then slipped her hand under to began playing (jacking) it’s cock.  Oh no!  not again!

	Taking her brother Simon on—that was one thing.
	Taking her brother Matt on—that was one thing.
	Taking Joshua Simmons on (a boy she babysat for occasionally who was merely eight, naughty, and had a perpetual erection)—was one thing.
	Taking on her girlfriend—cunt licking, spanking, and phallic insertions of everything imaginable—that was one thing.
	Taking on Comet the Wonderdog—that was unfuckingbelievable!
	Mind boggling was taking on Zorn the Wonder Horse.
	Then there was Titan.
	With Comet Lucy had sucked the animal’s dick, jacked it off, slurped its sperm offering, and gotten both her pussy and asshole fucked.  That was one thing.  With Zorn, she merely sucked on the beast’s cock, slurped its spunk, and rubbed its dick all over her face, tits, pussy, and ass.  While laying on the bale of hay ‘neath the horse friend Tammie brought Zorn’s cock to rub on her ass followed by trying to fuck her ass (with Zorn’s dick!)
	Lucy wasn’t into that route—her brothers tried fucking her dirt chute and she wasn’t too keen on it.  Tammie made anal insertions using small diameter candles and a toilet plunger handle, but Lucy simply didn’t find butt plunging to her liking.
	Zorn did, though, spew a goodly amount of hot horse cum all over Lucy near lily white ass.  Tammie lapped up all the spilled jutted juices, licked Lucy’s asshole, and then they began their rolling in the hay.
	Taking on Titan the Wonder Goat was something else, too.
	With Titan, as opposed to Zorn, Tammie could take the beast’s cock on—er, IN to her body.  Usually she got on her hands and knees and the eight year old billy mounted and did his business.  Sometimes the goat’s cock fucked her asshole, sometimes it was her cunt.  To Tammie it didn’t matter—if Titan was in her ass she frigged her sex until he was thru.
	Lucy watched in awe as Tammie sucked on Titan’s cock, then jacked it and rubbed the exposed member onto her face.  Lucy took a taste and soon was bobbing up and down on the slick greasy member; Tammie slipped out of her clothes and straddled Titan, rubbing her hot pussy onto the beast’s back, laying down and humping.
	Lucy peeled herself out of her clothes and positioned herself behind Titan and proceed to lick Tammie’s ass and hole.  It was then that Titan relieved himself—shooting pellet turds onto Lucy.  She wasn’t amused and freaked out a little—it was way gross.

	Tammie took her naked grossed out friend to the end of the small barn where their was a shower.  It was nothing more than a piece of pipe with a shower head above at an angle six feet up from the floor.  The girls showered (cold water) and where embracing, kissing, and fingering when Tammie’s uncle walked in on them.

	Tammie’s Uncle, 6’4” (six foot—four inches) 275 lbs. (pounds) with a hard square jaw, muscular features, narrow eyes, and tan-leathery skin stood almost menacingly at the two nude young teen girls.  Lucy was most frightened, Tammie not so much.
	The man DID gouge the heel of his hand to himself, Lucy’s eyes, though, were focused on the man’s stern face that gave little emotion.  So stricken with fear was Lucy that she wasn’t aware that she was NUDE!
	The girls were directed to come hither, then yon—yonder to a bale of hay (and lay across it.)  Once positioned, a handy-dandy strap was brought into play—and laid smartly across bare asses.
	Lucy couldn’t remember the last time she had been spanked—and it certainly wasn’t by a belt (or strap) nor was it with her ass bare!  She took it, though, her mind in a whirl.  Clutching her friend’s hand tightly as both received numerous swats before the strap was dropped.  Lucy feared her parents being informed of her naughty shenanigans.  What else did the Uncle know?  What else would he tell?
	As her ass burned she clenched and suddenly felt hands caressing her ass.  It wasn’t HER hands and it wasn’t Tammie’s hands, either.  It was the Uncle!
	The Uncle positioned himself behind his niece—and soon there was gruntings, moanings, and sounds of “pleasure” emitting from the very-very naughty Tammie.  The Uncle was in her—ass or pussy wasn’t clear.  Tammie spread her legs wider, hooking one to the stunned Lucy.  The Uncle said nothing but pumped, slow and hard.
	Lucy clung tightly to the bale of hay she was on—slowly realizing that SHE was probably next!  Probably.  She had taken on her brother, Comet, and sort of Zorn.  What would a MAN’s cock be like inside her?
	She soon found out.
	Two minutes, three?  The Uncle fucked and fucked and fucked (for about three minutes) before apparently reaching climax and ejaculating into Tammie.  Lucy heard something similar to spanking and curiously looked over her shoulder to see the Uncle’s cock slapping Tammie’s lovely ass!  Cum spurts squirted out of the man’s cock and after a couple of minutes he stopped and scooted on his knees sideways—introducing himself to Lucy.

	Specifically her ass.
	Lucy tightened up, Tammie held her hand, the Uncle brushed the head of his still hard throbbing cock against Lucy’s near lily white ass—up the crack, poking the asshole and teasing the pussy.  Lucy didn’t know what to do—she was nude, she had been with Tammie; she had engaged immorally with Zorn the Wonderhorse AND taken on Comet the Wonderdog, PLUS fooled with Titan the Wondergoat!
	And she was the daughter of a minister!
	The Uncle’s cock pressed against her asshole.  There was resistance—natural and a given.  Lucy was willing but her asshole wasn’t.  But there was sufficient cock grease to help pave the way.  With a little determination from the Uncle and Lucy, penetration was made and Lucy was thusly sodomized.
	As when she was fucked in the ass by a candle, toilet plunger, all-beef wiener, banana and Tammie’s finger, there was little to know sexual pleasure.  The only pleasure stemmed from the knowing that it turned on the one who was doing the plunging!
	It lasted three minutes.  The Uncle humped his filled, filled Lucy’s dirt chamber with his love cream, spanked her ass with his cock (which was STILL hard) then stood, zipped up, and left.
	Lucy was left more befuddled and confused than ever.
	The girls showered (again) and with the day getting late, it was time to head home.  And it wasn’t over for Lucy once she got home, either.  She met Mary who quickly escorted her upstairs where the horny girl nearly raped her!  Mary was out of her mind with sexual desires and desperately wanted Lucy’s tongue (in her snatch).
	Lucy was about fucked out but applied her tongue to Mary’s snatch and then they two commenced to wallowing and enjoying one another—sexually.  There was more spanking and more object insertions and then, 
	“Let’s go see Dad.” Mary quipped.
	Lucy gave her sister the “Huh?” look.  Mary was all smiles and finally confessed to her young sib the naughtiness she and he had been engaging in.
	Lucy was floored.  Her breath was gone, her mind totally gone.
	“And he’s got a wonderful cock!” Mary added.
	Poor Lucy couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
	For sometime, though, Lucy found herself masturbating—not only to the thoughts of having Matt pound her gash, or Simon, or any boy she knew.  Btu she had torrid lustful thoughts of getting dicked by her dear Daddy.  He had disciplined her a few times, once was even a bare ass spank!  

  	She suddenly remembered it!  But it was years ago—she was but a wee lass of six or so.  The cause for the spanking she didn’t remember—just that she got her britches AND panties yanked down and across his lap she went.
	As she got older (and horny) and she began to experience sex in various ways, AND she heard her Daddy and Mommy screwing in the next room, she had thoughts of what it would be like to “get some” from him.
	And now Mary was telling that SHE was!
	On the way to the church, Mary told Lucy that she and he were screwing on a semi-regular basis—and always at the church.  That was double sacrilege!  They most always did it solely in his office, though.  And in his shower.
	Lucy was flabbergasted to hear that they also did it in the sanctuary on the stage where the choir stood and while he was practicing giving a sermon she sucked his cock right there at the glass podium!
	Lucy was out of her mind.
	She was also wet between her legs; the prospect of possibly getting (finally) nailed by her Dad was wow.  She pulsed.  Her cunt was on fire!  So was her asshole and she reeked of farm animals!)

	On wobbly knees, her cunt drenched in pre-sex juice Lucy followed askew of Mary, hanging back as if she were about to bolt.  Fear and trepidation hung on her shoulders, pulling her down and back.  What would it be like?  She had been freshly plungered up the ass by Tammie’s Uncle, Mary said SHE took Daddy on right between her legs!  He usually wore a condom but recently, Mary got herself on the Pill.
	Lucy hung back in the hallway, no one else seemed to be at the church and her wobbly legs were beginning to ache.  It had been a long fucking day.
	Suddenly, Mary was clicking her fingers.  Lucy slipped up along the wall and entered albeit shyly into her Daddy Minister’s office.  He was surprised and looked as if he were going somewhere.
	Mary was in control; she had this incredible beaming smile, a glow there was about her—a severe mischievousness seething throughout her and all about.  Without a word she pulled off her green top then was shucking her jeans before the top hit the floor!  Standing up she unhooked her bra then pushed down her panties.
	Lucy couldn’t help but to smile, blush and feel trickles of wetness between her legs.  Her Daddy looked to her and it was like she (Lucy) wasn’t herself—she quickly pulled off her own top and stood presenting herself while Mary stepped out of her clothes, went to her knees…

	Lucy was undoing her own jeans as she watched Mary undo their Daddy’s slacks—and take them down.  He looked sick, worried, and had begun to sweat.  But he stared at Lucy somewhat oblivious or unaware of eldest daughter’s doings—and she was “doing” his cock!
	Lucy was all smiles.  She was embarrassed and couldn’t remember the last time she had been seen even partially dressed by him.  There was supposed to be some acronym of modesty in the Collins home; Lucy thought that maybe she was nine or so the last time her Daddy saw her in her underwear.  Since then, the most revealing clothing she had worn in his presence was her bathing suit.
	When Lucy had her pants pushed down, Mary had their Daddy’s cock in her mouth and it was erupting!  She still sucked and was working down his white boxers while the timid-shy Lucy slowly pushed down her panties.
	Eric’s cock though enticed by his daughter’s cock sucking antics resumed his engorgement at the sight of his younger daughter.  He let out a breath of air, his cock surged, balls tightened, and lust filled him.  Slowly Lucy stepped out of her clothes and with her hands folded, arms crossing downward across her body she moved the few feet to her dear Daddy—Mary, never missing a beat as she sucked off her Daddy’s cum squirter, reached out and caressed her sister’s ass.  Basically it was not so much as to caress the near lily white ass as it was to “bring her closer.”
	Once she was in closer, Mary then guided her to her knees.  THEN she pulled the poppy-cock out of her mouth, flopped it all around her face, then squeezed it at the base, angling and offering the cock to Lucy.
	All Eric could do was stand watch as his fourteen year old took the offering, eyes closed—mouth open.  She sucked on the head, rolling her tongue about the sensitive crown and didn’t even wince or make any sort of face of displeasure as he felt squirts of his liquid love jut into her mouth.  Then, down she was going on the shaft, taking it all and then following up by bobbing her head.
	From cocksucking to…
	Sprawled out on the desk Lucy opened her legs wide for her Daddy to gawk at her goodiebox.  His cock, though having spewed forth a great quantity twice already strengthened and began to sputter once more as his eyes feasted on the bald pussy before him.  Lucy fingered herself while her Daddy looked on; he stood naked before her, stroking his manhood.  Mary slowly moved onto the desk, too; then, positioned herself onto Lucy’s face.
	Eric could do nothing but stare in awe—and masturbate, watching.
	Mary then took her Daddy’s dong and pulled it—guiding it to her mouth for a brief suck before pressing the glistening knob to Lucy quaking quim.
	Eric moaned.  Lucy moaned.  Mary farted.

	Lucy legs went everywhere, she was uncontrollably as her Daddy’s dong dwelled graciously inside her sex.  Her mind was filled with Zorn, seemingly trying to compare what it would actually be like to be fucked by the horse’s cock in comparison to her Daddy’s?
	Her pussy quaked, clenched tight and apparently tantalized her Daddy; he fucked her hard—slipping out a few times but there was sweet Mary to suck the cock and help put it back in.  
	When Eric DID begin to cum he pulled out quickly (no condom and Lucy wasn’t on the Pill—yet) and shot his spunk into Mary’s mouth.  The “release” was good, but it had been better if he had of been able to unload his load inside his daughter’s cunt.
	That was okay, she had a willing asshole…
	Eric needed a few moments (minutes) to relax and recover.  Meanwhile, Lucy and Mary continued to pleasure regardless with Mary licking and lapping up all the juices on Lucy’s cunt—Lucy was doing likewise to Mary’s quim and soon Mary was cumming.
	Eric could hardly move—and so he didn’t.  He had simply flopped himself down into his blue diamond cloth office chair and fondled his cock watching his daughters 69.  
	At length, Mary with trembling arms pulled Lucy’s legs back.  
	Lucy had nipped, licked, and sucked on big sis’ cunt until it finally unleashed its juices that greatly anointed Lucy’s face.  She had a way about bringing orgasm to her sibling.  Mary had ways, too.  Then there was the Daddy.
	Eric stared at Lucy’s sex, and then her asshole.  Mary was fingering both and conveying to him—‘come on, fuck it.’  Eric needed an extra moment before the conveyance was conveyed and he stood on rubbery legs.  Cunt fucking his daughters was one thing, cumming off into their mouths was one thing—but in the ass?
	Genesis:  "And Adam knew his wife; and she conceived." This is the first sexual intercourse mentioned in the Bible.  4:1
	Lot refuses to give up his angels to the perverted mob, offering his two "virgin daughters" instead. He tells the bunch of angel rapers to "do unto them [his daughters] as is good in your eyes." This is the same man that is called "just" and "righteous" in 2 Pet.2:7-8. 19:8

 	Numbers:  Under God's direction, Moses' army defeats the Midianites. They kill all the adult males, but take the women and children captive. When Moses learns that they left some live, he angrily says: "Have you saved all the women alive? Kill every male among the little ones, and kill every woman that hath known man by lying with him. But all the women children, that have not known a man by lying with him, keep alive for yourselves." So they went back and did as Moses (and presumably God) instructed, killing everyone except for the virgins. In this way they got 32,000 virgins -- Wow! (Even God gets some of the booty -- including the virgins.) 31:1-54
 	1rst Corinthians:  Paul wishes that men and woman abstain from sex, but tells them to "come together" to avoid being tempted by Satan. 7:5

Bootylicious!
	It took some doing, but Lucy was promptly sodomized on her Daddy’s desk.  A lot of cum, spittle, and dire determination on Mary’s part and Daddy Eric was “in.”  He didn’t want to, of course, hurt his daughter but once the act was in the beginning stages there was no such thing as “stopping.”  
	And Mary seemed to be the one in control.  She had a holt of Eric’s cock and after spitting onto Lucy’s rim and applying a sufficient amount of cock lube she began to guide their Daddy’s cock.
	Lucy squirmed some—mostly ‘cause Mary’s body was heavy on her.  There was discomfort, too, with her legs pinned back—she would have preferred to be on her hands and knees—or over a bale of hay!
	Eric took his time and when the head of his organ had finally disappeared into Lucy’s rectum, he knew that the rest of his love tool would soon follow.
	And he was right!

	Eric HAD to attend at least one meeting; so after butt plunging his daughters, showering with them, spanking them as they lay across his desk and then for ONE MORE TIME buggering them, he scurried on his way.  That left Mary and Lucy alone—in the church, naked (and still horny.)
	The girls began to frolic, venturing out into the hallway where a glass door at one end was visible from the outside—you could see into the hallway.  But the day was getting late and NO ONE was at the church.  So, from the hallway the girls slinked to the main sanctuary where Mary promptly sat in their Daddy’s chair and was eaten out nicely by Lucy.

	Lucy got hers by being on all fours and taking a LONG candle up her sore-aching ass from Mary.  Mary shoved the phallic in but not too far	, then twisted the item before beginning to fuck her sister’s poop chute.
	The girls moved on to 69ing in the family pew.
	Masturbating in the foyer with Lucy accidentally peeing…
	Mary got an idea and scurried to the water fountain, drank heavily then grinning so big she grabbed Lucy’s hand and they rushed to the babtismal tank.  It was located up above where the choir sat a few feet; the girls had to go out into a connecting hallway and into the dressing room then up the small stairs to where the tank was.  It was a huge fifty gallon thing of plexiglass.  Steps went up to the lip sides of the tank where the proposed unclean soon-to-be-reborn Christian was dunk by the girls’ Dad or one of the deacons.
	Mary made the trek to the tank and once in, she peed.
	Lucy couldn’t believe it.  Mary tried to coax her to do likewise but Lucy couldn’t.  Mary finished her pee then giggling emerged “clean” from the tank, farted, and was still giggling.
	“What’s so funny?” Lucy asked.
	“Well, you know the Van Houtons?”
	“Yeah?”
	“The whole family is getting Baptized next service!”
	Lucy was aghast, then she broke into a blushing giggle.  The Van Houtons were a family of four; Chelsea Van Houton was fifteen and she thought her shit didn’t stink; she wore very good clothes, jewelry, and already had a nice import car—though she couldn’t technically get her license until the next year.  
	Bon Van Houton was an asshole, a punk, a bully, but had dashing good looks.  He was eighteen and Matt didn’t like him, not many of the boys at the high school did—the girls, though, loved him.
	The Van Houton parental units were uppity snobs; but they contributed to the community church and contributed well.  Any financial problems the church incurred the Van Houton’s could be counted on for help.
	Lucy went to the nearest water fountain and drank her share…

	The girls finished their “business” at the church then proceeded home.  They stopped for some fast food; gawked at some boys (even some girls); talked about the boys (and girls) and giggled incessantly.  Though both girls very muchly enjoyed getting dicked, they also had a passion for poon.

	It was an embarrassing topic of conversation, Lucy more embarrassed than Mary.  There was a quiet moment between them; both had “secrets” they were hiding, burying.  On the way home Mary shared her secret about her sexual relation(s) with brother Matt.
	Lucy was awed and floored (again).
	She was speechless, too—mostly ‘cause she had ALWAYS secretly wanted to have sex with him.  He was handsome in an odd sort of way; Matt was tall, had long thick hair he refused to cut or even trim; he was “happy go lucky” with no direction in life’s pursuits.  He was smart, an “A” student at school and never missed any school.  
	“How long?” Lucy asked just out of curiosity.
	“How long?  You mean, how long have we been doing it?”
	Lucy nodded, Yes.
	Mary’s hair whipped about her face as the open top convertible of her domestic 2-dr allowed Summer air to caress her.  The “tunes” from the stereo filled the air and Mary said, “A few years.”
	A few years?  Matt and Mary had been screwing around for “a few years!?”  Lucy was floored (again-again!)
	Mary then filled Lucy in with her sexual exploits—sex parties; sex with her Math teacher so she could pass his class and graduate 9th grade; sex with Matt; sex with another girl; and fantasies about their Dad, Simon, and Ruthie.
	Lucy held back her secret(s) somewhat but was ashamed ‘cause here was Mary spilling HER secrets but Lucy was holding back hers.  Did Mary ‘fess up ALL of her secrets or did she have some she was hiding, too?  Lucy wondered how Mary would feel about her sexual exploits involving animals.  Sex with another girl was a given, Mary already confessed to engaging in sex with her girlfriend.  The both of them had sex in their Dad’s office ON his desk with HIM present!
	In their bedroom the two often fingered and sucked cunt until their came and/or was totally exhausted.  Lucy had no idea that Mary was a slut, having extra sex with boys, a math teacher, other girls.  Lucy hadn’t been too sexually involved until only recently.
	Pulling into the driveway Mary pulled her car all the way into the garage.  The car needed an oil change and Matt would be happy to do it for her.  After shutting off the engine the two siblings fell into one another and began earnestly kissing, fondling, and reeling in one another’s love.
	Their passion was escalating to the point of where they were about to strip off their clothes and start pussy pounding when the sound of a car pulled up into the drive behind them.  Daddy was home.  Joy!

	Lucy’s pussy tingled, it was already on fire from her business with Mary in the car and she was way horny—still horny from her business with her Daddy in his office.  She greeted her horny-naughty Daddy with a hug and inside the garage got her butt squeezed, adoration, and a kiss.  His cock was hard and Lucy greatly wanted it in her pussy.
	Lucy had a hard time keeping her clothes on once inside the house, but she wasn’t sure who else was home—little did it matter.  She only feared her Mother, she regarded her Mother as a stern semi strict woman (but she could be wrong.)
	The trio slowly made their way up the stairs where an anticipatory family gangbang would most likely take place.  Most likely.  At the top of the stairs the trip halted as they heard “sounds.”  Unmistakable sounds of sexual conquest coming from the hall bathroom.
	Slowly the three made their way…
	Matt made rear entry to his young sib; spreading her cheeks and penetrating her not so tight asshole.  With his hands plastered to her hips he made full penetration—which was how Lucy, Mary and Rev. Daddy Collins found them!
	Ah…

Finalizing the finale
	She had fantasies of being masturbated on/against by not one, not two, not three, not four, not even as many as five cocks—but more.  In her dream fantasies she saw a small herd of cocks encircling her masturbating.
	And they weren’t men, neither.
	Nor were they teens!
	Boys.  Little boys!
	The image(s) made her tremble, quake, shudder, and experience orgasmic bliss.  The boys too young to cum could, though, pee.  Anna Collins sitting on her knees graciously accepted the urine shower, smiling and fingering herself as the yellow rain sprayed her.
	But it was fantasy.  It was a dream.  Too bad.  All Annie could settle for was one little boy at a time.  She held the fantasy to herself inasmuch as she held the little boy, Albert Simmons.  
	Albert had a small penis—but he was eight years old, too.  He had flaming red hair that was rich and full.  A sweet face, a fantastic smile, and a lovely, lovely cock.  Annie toyed with the small puddling, rubbing it against her face, her breasts, and especially between her legs.

	She was entranculated and brought the young boy’s pud to her sex.  The boy had been well schooled and promptly set about screwing her.  Annie couldn’t get enough, she couldn’t get satisfied, satiated, or ogasmically pleased in anyway.  Clutching Albert’s ass she helped him to fuck her brains out.
	But with a little boy dick, achieving the lofty goal of orgasmic pleasure was elusive.  Her pussy trembled and was barely tantalized by the boy’s efforts.  She needed bigger dick, but there were risks involved.  There were, too, risks involved with her involvement with such a young boy.  Of course, young Albert wasn’t her first young boy and wasn’t the youngest…

*
timing is everything…
	It had been quite a day for Ricky, his cock ached, he was “soiled” in so many ways, and his cock ache.  Hunger pangs began to gnaw at him and he knew that there was something good to eat at the Collins home.  Always.  Specifically, Mary Collins, Lucy Collins, Ruthie Collins, and Annie Collins!
	He hoped that some day…
	His thoughts were interrupted as he heard voices.  The woods between the field, meadow, open park were dense in some area and sparse in others.  Ricky quickly planted himself against a large granite boulder and waited.  The voices weren’t too far off, mixed voices.  He could discern if whether they were children voices, teen, or other.
	After a few minutes he determined “where” the voices were coming from and slowly crouching he made his way thru the brush and small bothersome trees to come upon a small area.  Here there were three young peoples, the oldest was a boy in his early teens, about 13 or maybe 14 yrs.  The two girls in his company were 12 and 10, thereabouts.  The one girl who appeared about twelve had long blond hair—styled in twin braided pony tails that hung down her chest.
	Her chest.  Ricky focused on the girl’s chest, for twelve she had a nice set of breasts—small, palm sized, supple and luscious looking.  She had a cute face, small, blue eyes, fresh lily white skin, slender with a nice butt.
	The other girl had dark brown hair, like the boy.  Ricky guessed they were probably brother and sister—which made the scene before him all the more enticing.  The second girl had breasts, too, smaller, softer, but just as delectable.  Like the blond girl, the second girl had her hair styled with a single pony but not braided.

	The boy was a handsome fart with basic hair near hanging to cover his eyes and ears.  He wore an open plaid shirt with a green tee shirt.  His pants were down as well as his underwear and he was happily “spanking the monkey” before his sister and friend.   
	Holly (the blond) and Annie (the sister) were all giggles as they watched Kevin (the boy) happily spanking away.  He was all of about thirteen actually and his cock was of “average” size for a white boy of that age.  He stroked furiously as he approached the epic portion of his handling himself; he switched hands and stood caressing his butt as he spanked.
	Suddenly he was cumming off, finally!
	Squirts of jiz blasted from his piss slit almost hitting the girls who sat on their knees before him—but not too close.  Kevin stroking slowed as the suddenness of his orgasm depleted.  He made utterances acknowledging great satisfaction; his pud softened and Kevin was exhausted.
	Timing is everything.
	“Hi there!” blurted Ricky bursting in upon them.
	So startled was Kevin that he blasted a little more spunk—splattering it onto the sweet face of Holly.  All three stumbled back in stunned shock and horror of being “busted.”
	The day was getting late and Ricky hadn’t noticed that both girls had their bras off and had earlier been flashing Kevin their hooters.  Kevin had actually been talked into masturbating before them as there had been a conversation about the differences of Boys pleasing themselves and the way girls pleased themselves.
	Ricky brought out to play the buck knife he had found in the meadow, it was a little dinged up, rusty, but still held a dangerous look about it.
	“You’re being naughty and I know it.”
	Kevin babbled something about “Please Mister--” but a daring look from the intruder shushed him.  The intruder then made a grab from the very frightened dark brown haired girl, grabbing at her flailing legs.  Her brother charged, “Leave her alone!”  and was promptly smacked upside the head and he (Kevin) heard a “swish” of the blade slicing the air—very nearly slicing his throat.
	When Kevin fell back from the assault, he noted that the blade though hadn’t sliced his throat—it had sliced his shirt and left a five inch slice on his skin.  Blood trickled from the slice and Kevin’s heart pounded near out of his chest.

	Meanwhile, Holly had pissed herself with fright and was scrambling backwards, cutting her hand on a piece of glass.  The intruder had grabbled with Annie’s foot successfully pulling her to him then wrestling with her until he had her secure against him and the dangerous buck knife against her throat.
	“Settle down!” Ricky seethed.
	Holly and Kevin did so, they breathed hard and stared at the intruder who didn’t appear to be too much older than 18 or 19.  
	“Do as I tell ya and no one gets sliced up!”
	Kevin was out of his mind with fright, he would do anything to protect his sister.  Anything.
	Anything?
	Anything.

	“Take off your clothes.”
	Kevin gulped and stared with mouth wide open.  A gnat (or some other flying pest) invaded his open mouth and the boy choked and gagged.  He peeled off his shirt then slowly pushed off his pants—then his underwear.
	The Intruder beckoned him to come hither and stand before his distressed sister.  Annie was crying then stopped as her brother began to masturbate as per commanded from the intruder.  Kevin, though, wasn’t getting hard due to his extreme fright.  So the Intruder smiled and turned his attention to the equally frightened Holly Marshall.
	“Take off your clothes!” he barked.
	Holly freaked, shook her head—no way was she going to strip nude before a stranger.
	The Intruder pressed the blade against Annie’s throat until a trickle of blade coated the rusted blade.
	“For fuck’s sake, Holly, just do as he says!” Kevin bitched.
	Yeah, for “fuck’s sake!”
	Crying, trembling, weeping uncontrollably, Holly undone her boy’s shirt then pushed down her pants.  She was greatly embarrassed but not as embarrassed as she was when she discovered that she had wet pants!
	Holly struggled pushing her pants off, having to kick her shoes off as well—then slid down her very wetted panties and stand up straight to be viewed by all.  She shook hard, trembling and being in the nexus of being pissed off and frightened.

	The command “suck him” was heard, but not well received.  Holly especially took great shock at the words.  She knew what they were AND what they meant.  But in no way was she going to comply.
	Yes way.
	Annie screamed and Kevin bitched, turning his body (and cock) to the naked Holly, “just do it (for fuck’s sake!)”
	Holly trembled with great increasing fear—but she moved to her knees and faced the naked Kevin.  Her young lovely pre-teen body clenched up tight all over; her legs tight together, hands clenching one another wringing.
	Kevin stood with his cock raging hard, squeezing it at the base.  He looked to his terrified sister, clenched his own body not so much in fear as he was in anger and pissed offedness.
	Closing her eyes Holly moved in.  Kevin’s cock throbbed; the head increased in size and jutted a little pre-cum.  Holly trembled, cried; her neck muscles tightened as she tried to resist.
	“Just do it, Holly, please.” breathed Kevin.
	Holly somehow found the strength to follow the command and opened her trembling lips taking Kevin’s offering.
	“All the way!” barked the Intruder.
	Holly retched some—she had never sucked dick before.
	She was a virgin—sorta.  Holly had an older brother, and though lo they had not engaged in sexual intercourse, they did “other” stuff.
	Other stuff?
	Ye, mutual masturbating—Will fingered her pussy and she fondled his dick.  She had never, though, sucked his dick (or balls.)  She HAD watched him masturbate until he came off.  Will DID, however, fuck her asshole.  Just three times, though—with the most recent as recent as the previous month.
	For Annie, she ‘fessed that she and her brother Kevin were equally somewhat naughty—going nude when they could get away with it.  But like Holly and Will, neither engaged in sexual intercourse—not even anal.  They DID mutually finger one another but Annie was very shy and timid about fingering even herself!
	Kevin HAD jacked off onto Annie’s pussy.  Annie was his only sexual experience—other than with his hand, pillow, and one of her large plus life-like dolls.

	Holly worked Kevin’s cock into her mouth, slowly engulfing the whole thang of the fourteen year old.  The boy made many faces expressing pleasure; his ass muscles began to flex, he made pumping motions; and he, too, had begun to cum.
	“Don’t pull out!” warned Ricky.  Kevin’s pumping actions increased, Holly continued to cry, retch and then gag as she spurted on Kevin’s cock spew.
	“Rub his ass!”
	Holly’s trembling hands went to Kevin’s naked dirty ass and squeezed, caressed, and rubbed.  Kevin emptied his balls and filled the sweet girl’s mouth with all that he had.
	Holly cast out the vile ball juice and was sickened.
	“Your turn.” Ricky said to Kevin.
	Kevin didn’t get it.
	“Lay down.” Holly was told by the Intruder.  Timidly, still retching and gagging, Holly laid out on her clothes, opening her legs and going mindless.  
	“Eat her out.”
	Kevin wanted to, sure, but in mixed company?
	There was, of course, no choice.  Kevin positioned himself between her legs and went to licking.  He wasn’t a pro but he had heard of doing such and natural instinct being what it was propelled the boy into a new realm of pleasure.
	“Mmmmm,” said Kevin, “rub his ass.”
	Annie gulped, she was greatly terrified but stretched out her hand and began rubbing in small circles her brother’s ass.
	“Play with his balls.”
	Annie very muchly didn’t want to “play with her brother’s balls” not with the Intruder present anyways.  She had already confessed to him the things she had done with her brother prior and was deftly embarrassed.
	But play with her brother’s balls she did.  The Intruder’s rusty blade still sharp, though, sliced downward slicing Annie’s shirt and bra.  As the girl continued to fondle her brother’s nuggets, and her brother continued to “eat” Holly’s cunt, the Intruder began cupping Annie’s young breasts and working his free hand down…
	Ricky found moistness between Annie’s legs, most of it was pee but there was the lingering juices stirred up from watching her brother jacking off early.  

	Annie began to bawl as her pussy was finger—and when she carried on too much were pussy was pinched.  She was pulled up to a knee-sitting position and allowed to stop fondling her brother to push her pants and panties down to her knees.  The Intruder behind her freed his cock and pressed it against her soft supple ass, then angled it down between her legs.
	Annie was freaking; Kevin was doinking.  With his cock rock hard, hard enough to bust bricks, he was instructed to “do her.”  Kevin wasn’t a ninny and knew what “do her” meant.  He stopped licking Holly’s cunt and though lo he did very muchly want to “do her”, he wanted to “do her” under different circumstances.
	He also admitted under duress that he wanted to do his sister, too.
	With Holly’s legs opened wide, Kevin eased his cock into her virgin cunny.  Holly braced, arched her back and went a little wild as she was invaded.  There was the pesky hymen to contend with, Kevin busted right thru that membrane and charged his cock fully into the twelve year old’s pussy.
	Holly grabbed up handfuls of dirt and moss and was not so much into the deed of “getting laid” as was Kevin.  Kevin had misgivings—screwing Holly was high on his list of bitches to doink, but he wanted the situation to be different.
	Kevin got into the “groove”; occasionally checking over his shoulder to see what was going on with the Intruder and his sister.  Which wasn’t good—but if Kevin slowed down or stopped, the Intruder assured Kevin that he was slit his sister “from her cunt to her throat.”
	Kevin had no doubt that the son-of-a-fucking-bitch would do just that. 
	And he just might!

	Night was coming on, evening fading onward to darkness; fireflies danced in the openness of the meadows and fields; crickets harmoniously lent their music to sullen still air; frogs joined in and soon a cacophony of woodland voices permeated the listless air.
	By the debris field Kevin Porter “put it to” his sister’s friend (and his).  Holly accepted the deed although being fucked for the first time was a little discomforting.  Kevin tried to be easy but was inexperienced and strove only to get his nuts off.
	Which he did after a couple of minutes.
	When he finished and sat up, his cock was coated in cum and blood.
	Holly lay wriggling in some agony fingering her pussy and still blubbering over the deal.  Kevin was grossed out by the blood coating his cock.

	“Use her panties,” the Intruder told him, “clean it off then clean off her cunt.”
	Kevin did as told; then came to pose before his trembling sister and jack off onto her face.  (he also had to unload into her mouth!)
	“Let her taste you, prick!”  or “let her taste your prick!” Kevin wasn’t exactly sure of the exact words—so he stood masturbating right up close to his sweet sister’s face jacking himself—again.
	After a minute or so of furious stroking, switching hands, Annie caressing his balls, cock, and ass, Kevin came.  The first “jut” of cum splashed out onto her face as intended.  Another squirt anointed her young developing breasts, the rest spewed into her mouth as she unwillingly sucked it.
	Kevin was then exhausted—very muchly.  This made it easy for the Intruder to do his next bit—which was to use handy-dandy plastic 6-pack rings to secure Annie’s hands to Kevin’s hands.  The two were set back to back but were able to watch as their friend was raped.
	Holly began backing up crab-like when she saw the Intruder make for her.  The Intruder, though, grabbed her foot and drug her back kicking and screaming back to the presence of her friends.  The buck knife came back into play with the tip inserting into her fresh fucked cunt.
	Nothing was said but a lot was conveyed.  Holly lay still, well—as much as she could while as she was all about trembling.  The Intruder stripped off his clothes, gave his cock a tug and made Annie suck it.
	Annie bawled the entire time the cock was in her mouth.
	A minute, two, maybe three she sucked and sucked—she still retched from having to suck the spew out of her brother’s cock.  After the Intruder pulled out—he humped her face, gouged her nostrils, humped her forehead then stepped around to shove his fuck stick into Kevin’s mouth.
	When Kevin expressed that in no way was he going to suck a guy’s dick, the knife came to his throat.  Kevin felt close to losing it himself like the girls and weep.  He held off from doing so, closed his eyes and accepted the Intruder’s gift.
	The Intruder stuffed the boy’s mouth fully being a little vicious and greatly forceful; when Kevin began to choke and sputter, though, the cock of the Intruder was removed—only to languished hard against Kevin’s face.
	“Suck my balls, bitch!” Kevin was ordered by the Intruder.  Kevin had a tougher time complying with that—sucking cock was one thing, sucking a guy’s balls was something else!

	But with the blade still in play and not wanting his throat slit, he sucked the hairy testicle sack while the Intruder humped his face.  Kevin felt ill and didn’t think he would ever have the girls, any girls, suck his cock as he wanted.  The “taste” of the Intruder’s cock would linger in his mouth (and on his face) for a long, long time.
	After a time, the Intruder stopped messing with Kevin and returned to Holly.  He went right onto the pre-teen, gliding his cock against her entrance then stabbing her with his brick buster and “invaded” her dick trench.
	Holly’s eyes bulged near out of her head as the Intruder’s invader was significantly larger than that of Kevin’s.  There was very little pleasure (if any) from being invaded by the Intruder; Holly thrashed about wildly as incredible sensations all mixed strove to overwhelm and annihilate her senses and feelings.
	The Invader’s cock didn’t make full vaginal penetration but close counts.  Holly was pleading, crying, and apparently her emotions touched the Invader.  He did fuck until spewing his load, though.  Most the lengthy of his lengthy thick cock made entry enough to satiate the Invader, he humped a little more, spanked his cock to Holly’s cunt and emptied the rest of his ball juice thereon.
	When he began pushing Holly’s legs back attempting possible anal intrusion, Holly freaked and begged harder—“NOT THERE!”
	But the Intruder was intent on making entry there—until suddenly he was tackled by the naked Kevin.

	Kevin heard Holly’s pleas and she sounded desperate.  His heart pounded and summoning up all his strength he busted the plastic binding his hands.  He took a moment to ensure that the Invader hadn’t noticed.
	He hadn’t.  He was too absorbed in his pursuit of backdoor banditry.
	Kevin flung himself to the Invader, successfully knocking him off of the terrified Holly.  Kevin’s chivalry was good but not good enough.  He should have picked up something to knock the Intruder out; the Intruder had the advantage almost instantly despite being knocked off of Holly.  With a backward fling of his arm he dislodged the young knight then in a quick turn whirled upon the youth pinning him to the ground.
	But there was a second assault brought on by the would be knight’s sister, Annie.  Though she was bound at the hands, too, her feet were free and she lunged at the Intruder knocking him off of Kevin who struggled to regain his senses and breath.

	And like Kevin, Annie was backhanded and flung cartwheeling backwards crashing into a pile of cement debris.  Her shoulder hurt, head banged, the fight was out of her and she lay struggling to maintain consciousness.
	Kevin struggled, too.  The Intruder was on him again, wrestling with him and “positioning” him over some scattered debris.  With his arms brought behind him and twisted so as to cause extreme discomfort, Kevin was fucked.
	Literally.
	Kevin floundered in a mass of confusion and pain.
	Then a new pain came with the invasion to his asshole.
	His arms hurt as they were pinned behind him in a hellish manner; then, into his virgin poop chute the Intruder’s Invader made entry.  Kevin couldn’t even call out he was so stricken.
	Ricky the Intruder invaded Kevin the Distressed Virgin.  
	When the pumping began, Kevin’s arms were released.  There was nothing he could do but “take it”.  The Intruded “intruded” deeply into Kevin’s chute pumping hard and reaming the boy a new one.  It didn’t get any easier and lasted several minutes before unleashing a torrent of pent up cum.

	Steam smoldered from Kevin’s crapper as he lay in a heap on the broken cement debris.  There was no concentrating on anything—even though he stared watching in some horror as before him in the encroaching gloom that was night as his sister and their friend were raped and sodomized sadiciously.
	Holly was gagged with her own clothing to keep her outbursts to a minimum.  The Intruder placed her on her hands and knees but she wriggled too much and brought about the Intruder’s wrath—he beat her with a belt and then pinning her arms tightly behind her he found a length of rebar and spanked her bare ass a few times before sodomizing her.
	Then it was Annie’s turn.
	Annie was unconscious and only surfaced to the conscious world a couple of times while she was reamed in the ass.  Laying on her back her legs went up the man’s bare chest, then were pushed way back for a better angle of the dangle.  The Intruder then did so infacto fuck her asshole for over five minutes before being able to cum off again.

	He left the trio after peeing on Holly, collecting Annie’s panties and whistling in the dark as he merrily strolled away.  The kids lay in their wallow for some hours unable to move.  They had become Oak Glen’s latest statistic.
	But wait!  There’s more!

*

Just a little help (from an unseen friend)
 	Kevin’s asshole was sore, not too mention the fact that it was BLEEDING!  His balls hurt and his cock ache, too.  His mind wasn’t much better—the images of his sister and their friend being horribly raped and sodomized, and Holly being peed on filled his mind.  Though he wasn’t secured in any way, he couldn’t move.
	The girls lay where they lay, sobbing, trembling, losing their minds.
	They were perfect for subduction.
	The Entity came down upon them; he wanted to follow the Troll Lord, he had wanted to follow Simon and Tyler, the Troll Lord’s servants, he wanted to go to the Collins home and see what was going on there and follow-up on the family and their shenanigans (the individual stories were learned a little at a time with either Dom the Entity right there to witness or little prying into their minds.)
	But he settled on the trio in the debris field to “help them.”
	As it was getting late the three would firstly be in a lot of trouble getting home so late.  Then, they would be added statistics due to their sexual attack from the Troll Lord.  They would never be the same.  But what Dom the Entity recalled was that in the beginning, Holly and Annie were willing participants—watching up close and personal as Kevin jacked himself.  Both had admitted under duress their sexual activities with their brothers but nothing more naughtier than mutual pleasing one another and exposure.
	Dom soothed the girls first, taking half an hour with each.
	Kevin required a full hour alone.
	Then, they dressed themselves and made for home.
	Dom went along—he wasn’t finished with them.

	Kevin and Annie’s home was first, as they neared there was a police car at the curb to the modest suburban home; Dom calmed the kids of their fright and zoomed into the home to calm their single Dad and shoo the police officer.

	Calming the upset worried Daddy of Kevin and Annie took fifteen minutes.  Inserting some new programming would have to wait as Dom had to get Holly home and do the same thing with her single Daddy, too; so Dom merely inputted into Daddy Porter that the kids were ok, they all had been home and all was well.  No cop involved, no one was late, tardy, or anything to cause alarm or pissed offedness.
	Holly’s Daddy required twenty-five minutes of the same treatment.
	When done, Dom was exhausted.  Taking a break he calmed himself and apparently actually “slept” as when he became consciously “aware” it was daylight, a new day.
	What was going on at the Collins home?  The Tyler home?  And had Lucy’s friend returned to her Uncle’s farm to make out with Zorn and Titan?  So many things Dom wanted to be a part of.  
	In a hall bathroom there was Holly’s brother, in the shower, masturbating.  He was fifteen almost sixteen—a full head of hair, not a bad body, and a raging boner.  He was in a bad way of in a need to get laid.  Dom smiled and made a note to help the boy out.
	Down the hall Dom the Entity found the Daddy in his room, still asleep in his bed.  He was single, a widower; he had a so-so girlfriend he was seeing (and occasionally boinking on the side).  The boy in the shower, Will, wanted to boink her, too.  Dom made another note to see what he could do about that.
	In her own room there was Holly, in her bed, nude.  (Dom had made a mental insertion for the girl to begin sleeping with no clothes—unless it was winter and she was cold.)  In the light she was very-very pretty.
	‘wake up.’
	Holly remained steadfastly asleep.
	‘WAKE UP!’
	Holly woke up.
	She yawned, stretched, farted.  Typical.
	There was a shock of realizing that she was nude before the realizing set in that it was the new way of life.  She sat up on the edge of her bed, farted again, fingered her pussy and sat in some mild confusion before making for the bathroom—remaining nude.
	Sitting on the toilet for her morning pee she was oblivious to her fifteen (almost sixteen) year old brother in the shower.  And for the time being, brother Will was made oblivious to the presence of his sister.  Dom the Entity dinked with his mind; then dinked a little more with Holly.  In the end, they showered together and would continue to do so (among other things.)

	‘everyday you will suck your brother’s cock—until he cums in your mouth.’
	‘everyday you will spread your legs for him; he will lick/suck your pussy and then fuck you.’
	Once, twice, three times a day?  Holly would hook up with her brother, suck his cock, drain his balls, and then get sucked and fucked by him.  It went for her ass, too.
	It also went for her Daddy…
	Daddy Porter had desires for Holly, but he knew that they were unnatural and curbed those desires.  He hadn’t been laid in quite awhile since the loss of his wife.  He saw Holly in her underwear now and then, saw her nude in a glimpse and quickly averted his eyes and attention.  When she was in a bathing suit he really had a hard time—and a hard-on!
	So, every morning, he would allow Holly to suck his cock.
	And, every morning, she would spread her legs for him and be introduced to his special Daddy Love.  They would bathe together, too; and, furthermore, Daddy Porter would have no qualms about his son and daughter engaging in sex, sex acts, or being sexual.
	Then, usually on let’s say a Friday, the three of them would engage in a threeway, a gangbang, a Double Penetration with Holly being doubly penetrated.
	Family togetherness at its best!
	After the mind dinking, Holly joined her brother in the shower.  He would have naturally preferred a girl his age, but Holly would do.  He soaped the girl up, went to his knees and suckled her young pre-teen breasts, stared at her pussy and got terribly horny.
	Holly turned around and bent over with the spray of the shower cascading down upon her.  Will took his cock and firstly probed her not-so-tight asshole before sliding his brotherly love tool into the proper receptacle.
	Holly braced herself with her hands on her knees, then to the wall before her, spreading her legs and taking her brother’s adequate cock.  Probing Holly’s mind, she found the girl was very horny for her friend’s brother, Kevin.  But she was too shy and timid and feared actually having sex with him, but of all the boys she knew—she WOULD give herself willingly to him under certain circumstances (and that included Annie not being present.)
	There were a couple of handsome boys at her school, in then neighborhood, and a couple of cute cousins that she thought about and wouldn’t mind seeing them masturbating.

	The thoughts created a great sexual arousal in young Holly and while one hand continued to brace her, the other began friggin’ her hot box all the while her brother pounded it from behind.
	Not soon thereafter and Holly was “mounted” on her Daddy’s “invader”, surprising him with her ability to take him.  Meanwhile, it was Holly’s first DP with brother Will sliding his brotherly love tool into her asshole.
	Dom felt that his deed at the Marshall home and made his way to the Porter house to fix thing up there.

Meanwhile…
	She looked alone.
	She looked distressed, concerned.
	She looked delicious.
	She looked lost.
	She was opportune.  
 	But being without an EMAD, the Troll Lord had to make his opportune timely.  His “subject” slowly picked her way thru the back area of the great meadow, she hobbled some as she favored her right leg, specifically her ankle.  Drinking from a canteen she had the teen paused, adjusted her bra and looked her situation over.
	All she needed to do was to go up the nearest rustic hill and she would see the tree line and the park beyond thusly civilization.  Getting lost in one’s own backyard was a bitch—and embarrassing.  And Melody Hanson was lost.
	With the fifteen year old at a disadvantage, the Troll Lord made his introduction.  He made it quick—jumping the girl to take her off guard and bind her before she could make noise and draw undo attention.  The area though remote was prime for horse riders from the nearby stables (on the other side of the great field)
	Melody fought back, though, kicking and creating quite a fuss.  The Troll Lord aka Ricky had his hands full, and his balls suffered as a result.  Melody had the latest EMAD detector and preventor attached to her belt, a high school class ring from a boyfriend who was a senior (and she was but a lowly freshman).  She had taken classes for self defense—in the age of EMADs mind control detectors (and preventors) though were all the rage, self protection was a mainstay, too.

	But Melody was still disadvantage over being in fear of being raped and/or killed.  She had great strength to fend off most attackers, save for some brute of a man; but Melody had been out most the morning, disgruntled over personal matters and so on her own.  She had slightly sprained her ankle and was lost and nearing out of water.  She had gone in circles in the great field that had small canyons, deep depressions, huge boulders, and piles and piles of city debris.
	She put up a good fight but the Troll Lord’s determination was greater and he was well rested.  Melody though not submitting willingly did so otherwise hoping to regain some strength before the bastard attacker raped her.
	The “bastard attacker” didn’t rape her right off, he merely subdued her with securing her hands behind her back using cast off twine he had found and more plastic six pac holders.
	“Let me go!” demanded Melody.
	The Troll Lord paid no attention to her pleas and demands, he merely placed her over some debris and proceeded to spank her!  The teen flinched and tightened up and was out of her mind with shock at being spanked so.  After some spanks, the Troll Lord stopped (and proceeded to fondle the girl’s butt, fingering her cunt right thru her semi-tight rusty jeans!)
	Melody went berserk and tried to fight back, but that only resulted in more spanking.  With the sun bearing down, though, the spanking was short lived.  The throb-throb of a helicopter at the very end of the great field got Ricky’s attention.  He climbed up a precarious debris hill but couldn’t see the helicopter.  He waited and then climbed back down.
	“Please let me go,” Melody begged some more, “I-I have to get home.” she wasn’t crying but close.  Ricky stood gouging the heel of his hand to his aching cock and fresh kicked balls, licking his lips and thinking.
	Melody twisted her body and was restless; she clenched her butt and legs, crossing them and seemed to be in more agony than merely being so from the result of being spanked.
	“I gotta pee!” she blurted out, “Please let me go!”
	The Troll Lord smiled.  Bringing the girl up he pushed her up against the half wall of a large cement wall, securing her by tying her arms outward to the exposed rebar and fastening her arms to them.
	Then, pressing his body against hers, squeezing firstly her breasts and then her pussy, he breathed into her ear, “Pee your pants.”
	Melody’s breath was taken, she shook her head “No way!” she was far too old to be peeing her pants.  The command was so shocking that she was oblivious to the fact that she was being fondled…

	The rest of Melody’s water was fed to her.  She refused most and it spilled on her face and down her body.  When she refused her cunny was squeezed to the point of being pinched—so she drank and the bastard attacker released his grip.
	While Ricky waited for the girl’s bladder to fill to the bursting point where she couldn’t hold it, he tore open her shirt, sliced her bra and freed her young teenage titties.  Melody began to freak knowing full well that she was indeed going to be raped.  
	Ricky, though, held off and merely helped himself to the girl’s breasts—they were lovely things and he admired them while they basted in the morning’s sun.
	Melody twisted and began to sob.
	“If you pee your pants it’ll be over quicker.”
	Melody still held back.
	The Troll Lord began massaging (not pinching) the girl’s cunt.  The girl freaked and began twisting her body in a dire manner of extreme agony.  Ricky put his hands on her sides, moving them up and down, squeezing her sides (not sure what side her bladder was on) then moving the hands to her backside where he caressed her backside slipping his hands down inside her pants.
	Melody was losing it.
	Ricky squeezed her butt—it was soft, cool and warm.  His cock swelled and his desire to bone her increased ten-fold.  Melody twisted her legs together like small children do when they in the immediate to relieve themselves.
	Batting her pretty blue eyes, the near lily white skinned girl conveyed her need.  The Troll Lord farted and tried kissing the distraught teen; Melody pursed her lips tight and tried to concentrate on all fronts—fighting off the whacked attacker plus fighting back her need to pee.
	At length, though, the urge was too great.
	Ricky felt the “wetness” betwixt her legs and dropped down to watch the pee spread out to thoroughly coat her crotch area.  He smiled and undone the rustic pants—much to the frantic dismay of Melody.  She lashed out at him with a kick but he merely pinched her pissing pussy and settled right out.
	Down came her pants, just the pants.  Ricky admired the distressed girl clad in her purple panties with daisies all over them.  Her pee continued with a mighty streamed streaming through crotch of her panties until there was naught but a trickle.

	When done, Melody sighed and hoped that it was over and her attacker would leave.  But of course, that wasn’t the case.  The “attacker” pulled her panties down and began licking her pussy—neverminding the fact that she had just freshly peed.
	With her pants and panties at her ankles, lashing out at the attacker was difficult—and even when she attempted she was once more distressed with having her young virgin cunny pinched.
	Then, as she continued to cry and carry on, bitch and cuss, demand this and that, Ricky the Troll Lord sharply smacked her ass.  Then, turning her to one side he lashed her ass repeatedly until his hand got hot and tired.
	Then he heard voices, voices calling Melody’s name.
	Ricky pressed the buck knife to Melody’s lips, “you say a word,” he breathed, “and I’ll come back and slit you up from where you’ve peed to your throat!”
	Melody believed him.

	Just beyond in the great field where three young peoples; three boys and a girl.  One of the boys was young at about twelve years, the boys were about Melody’s age and so was the girl.  Hmmmm
	One of the boys, the youngest one, stopped and turned his body while the other three continued their search (for Melody).  The boy hauled out his young pud and began peeing.  Ricky the Troll Lord noted the boy surreptitiously checking over his shoulder to see where his friends were; probably, and more likely, checking to see where the lone girl was.
	The boy peed and stroked himself, slipping a hand down inside the back of his pants to give his butt a feel.  He was getting into the motion of self pleasuring when one of the boys came close calling his name.  The young boy ceased self pleasuring operations and returned his unpleasured cock to its hiding place.
	Returning to Melody, Ricky fingered her pussy trying to curb his desires to sink his bone into her straightaway.  He squeezed her ass and then her breasts before taking measures to make the situation even more grand.

	Ted McGriff climbed over some city construction debris and was the first to come upon his missing friend.  He was caught off guard and mind blasted to see her topless and with her pants and panties at her ankles.
	“What the--”

	Which was all he was able to say as suddenly he was pounced upon by a knife wielding man.  Taken off guard Ted was slammed up against a slab of former city sidewalk in an upright position—very nearly just missing being impaled by some jutting rebar.  
	So taken off guard was Ted that the sixteen year old was dazed and unable to react as quickly as he should.  When seconds later he DID regain himself—it was too late and a knife was to his throat.  The man was not a man but a teenager like himself, a year or so older or so.
	Ted was not about to fight with a blade at his throat and was completely submissive.  He was brought to Melody where he was in quite a quandary—Melody was nude before him (at last!) but she was in obvious peril.  Ted very muchly wanted to have sex with his friend, but not in the situation present.
	Before anything could continue, though, the other members of the search team come upon the scene.  They were Bradley Taylor (no relation to Tyler Taylor in an earlier episode); Danny Lightfoot, and Josh Ernst.  Bradley was a tall girl, long curly brown hair, something of a tomboy still retaining some girlish charm.  
	Danny Lightfoot was an American Indian, he was fifteen, kind of on the short side, long thick black hair, with a little “Mexican” flavor in him, too.
	The boy who had whipped it out and wanked it while peeing earlier was Joshua Ernst, he was twelve and a handsome fart with sandy brown hair, typical boyish features, and a hard desire to “get some.”
	With the gang all assembled, Ricky formulated a new plan; placing the knife to Melody’s throat, then slicing it down to her cunt, he had Ted rejoin his friends and “strip off” his clothes.
	The blade though rusty and unsharpened for some time still held an edge and sliced a couple of layers of delicate white skin.  There was a slight letting of blood and the intent of the knife’s wielder was plain; no compliance meant that he WOULD slice Melody and that would be bad.
	Ted pulled off his shirt, shucked his pants—stumbling about nearly falling as he managed to get his boots off and then pants, then slid down his tidy whiteys.  He stood with his bared ass to the rest of the troop.
	“Turn around,” the knife wielder told him, “give them a show!”
	Ted clenched up but with his hands to his sides he turned to face his friends.  They all tried to avoid looking at his exact nakedness, but were told by the Troll Lord “LOOK AT HIM!” but not told directly to hang their eyes at his willy.

	Bradley looked at his willy and so did Josh, Danny just stared at Ted’s face.  Ted stood clenching, tightening his butt and still reeling from being earlier slammed against the cement slab; plus being a boy that he was he was pissed that he wasn’t able to overpower the knife wielder and protect his friend(s).
	Be that as it may, he turned around as per command and BENT OVER spreading his own cheeks.  The friends behind him after being told to “look” at his ass did so; seeing his poop chute and dangling balls.
	Bradley was pissed and embarrassed.  Danny was disgusted.  Joshua was amused, frightened, and not sure what he was supposed to feel—but he had a hard-on just the same regardless.
	A head nod from the Troll Lord to Bradley, “You’re next” told the tale that the situation was going to get very interesting.  And no EMAD in use!  Imagine!
	Bradley held off complying, but Melody was in distress and the blade at her bare pussy had its tip inserted into her.  If Bradley (and the others) didn’t do as the whacked out teenage boy wanted, he would surely slice her before any of them could help her.
	Bradley pulled off her blue knit top and then dropped her sports bra concealing her lovely Twins.  For sixteen, Bradley had a nice rack, round lovelies perfectly shaped and lovely to gaze upon.
	Ted had been allowed to stand and face the stripping girl, he fumed to himself still in the quandary—watching Bradley strip to her skin was a thing of pure joy; he had always wanted to see her naked, peeing, masturbating, and having engaging sex with him.
	But to do so willingly and not under forced circumstances.
	In actuality—the girl despised Ted; he was pompous, too sure of himself, cocky, and full of himself.  Unfortunately, he was a good horseman and had excellently good looks, charm, and pleasing to the eyes.  
	Bradley’s inner thoughts were more difficult to read and interpret.  With her boots off she slid her pants down slowly; fuming, gritting her teeth and staring angrily at the one who was in charge of the horrid scene.  Then came down her light blue panties.
	Sproing!  Sproing!  Sproing!
	Ted’s cock shot straight up hard and he desperately wanted to jack off right then and there.  Danny’s cock surged to life and Joshua’s already was.  The boys all had major desires to engage sexually with Bradley and Melody, but they were friends and the girls didn’t “put out.”
	Bradley, like Ted, stepped to one side and bent over, spreading her cheeks to give the boys a show.  Danny moaned and looked like he was about to explode.  Joshua looked hopeless and Ted was unable to breathe.
	“Get ‘em off.” The teen with the knife said.  Danny and Joshua stripped off their clothes and stood seconds later stark naked with raging boners.
	Then the four came to be closer to Melody, the great piles of debris in the great field created a sort of impromptued “canyon” of sorts, a maze of mini canyons in such away that there were shadows.  One such “shadow” was cast upon Melody; the light of the day was upon them and was heating up, too.
	“Suck him.”
	Bradley knew it was coming.  EMAD or no, sexual depravity of one sort or another was bound to be.  Ted turned to face Bradley, he was gaining more and embarrassment as well as being greatly upset at not being able to control the situation. 
	Bradley faced Ted; she, too, was angered on so many levels.  She submitted, though; dropping to her knees she moved to Ted and his erect wang.  Closing her eyes she gripped the proud member and expertly “went down”.
	Ted’s eyes fluttered, his hands clinched and it was a glorious blow job, glorious!  And though he hated to admit it, it was his first blowjob.
	“Ever put you’re dick in a girl’s cunt?” asked the Troll Lord.
	Ted shook and trembled, checking to see if Danny and Josh were looking at him as he answered on trembling lips “No.”  he was a virgin (but it was known among his friends that he had scored with girls on more than one occasion.
	Bradley sucked and sucked and apparently could suck the chrome off a ’56 Buick’s bumper!  Ted was getting into and on her own, Bradley cupped his balls and caressed his ass.
	Ted flexed his ass and began to pump into Bradley’s mouth.
	Then he was cumming.
	The first squirt exploded from his cock and blasted a hot mess into the cocksucking teen’s mouth.  Ted fluttered all over, sweating and shooting round after round of hot teen jiz.  
	Bradley continued to suck!  She drained Ted’s lizard, swallowing the spunk matter, smacking her lips, and still pissed at the forced situation (but not all THAT pissed.)  If it weren’t for Melody in peril, then the “forced” sex would have been met with a little more willingness.

	Be that as it may, Bradley went on to service Danny and Joshua.
	She had no qualms slurping the twelve year old Josh’s cock, there were many questions the Troll Lord could have asked, but he didn’t.  he wasn’t that good at Q&A.  
	Melody saw what was going on, but still fretted with the whacked out teen boy’s knife at her person.  She sweated and was itchy; pesky flies bothered her where she had been lightly slit down her chest and the whole sordid situation was just mind boggling.  
	Then, Bradley laid down—she knew what was coming (cumming?)
	The boys stood by with their dongs drained, stroking themselves and gazing upon her fine nude body.  She was a tall gal, Bradley was, her body well tanned (all over) with her pussy hair very well trimmed and virtually non-existent.
	And she wasn’t a virgin.
	And again, there was a failure of Q&A so it wasn’t known who Bradley was “givin’ it” up to.  But there in the shadows of the great debris field in the early noon of day, she did so infacto “give it up” to Ted, Danny, and Joshua.
	On command, Ted “went down” on Bradley, licking her cunt for a minute or so.  It was time enough to get his dick hard and for as many as three minutes he fucked her with it before cumming.  He enjoyed his time in Bradley’s poon; Bradley seemed to merely tolerate the fuck—she seemed concentrated on her concern for Melody, her hatred for the teen boy wielding the knife and threatening to slice Melody up, and enduring being fucked.
	Ted concentrated on cumming.
	Danny had a “shortie” along with his short statured size.  Fully hard the teen’s cock was no more than four inches, and he was fifteen years young!  It was sloppy seconds with Ted’s cum heavily laden on Bradley’s poon, a great deal of Ted’s love was left inside the girl’s cunt, too.
	Danny didn’t seem to mind and guided his pud to the goopy entrance and went straight to the pumping.  He was a little clumsy and like Ted, an apparent virgin.  Ted sat on his butt next to Bradley, legs open wide exposing himself in plain sight to the aghasted Melody.  Joshua stood awaiting his supposed turn, cock gaining strength with every passing minute.
	Soon the youngest friend of the group “got his.”  It was noon o’clock an he was OH so ready.  He was a virgin, barely any fur on his nads and at twelve, HE had a four incher!  Cum had already soiled the head of his cock and he was hard pressed to keep his hands from himself and was thankful to be able to insert himself into Bradley’s sex.

	On his knees, Ted licked on Melody’s pissy pussy.  The taste of her urine was displeasing to him but on threat of young Joshua having his nut sac severed from his body prompted him to comply with the deranged teenager’s commands.
	Bradley and the others flanked Ted and Melody, with the “deranged teen” in command holding his dangerous blade under Josh’s balls.  The boy was greatly terrified and hoped no one pissed the teen off—he had grown rather fond of his ball sack (once he had found it in his adolescent years).  
	Ted licked, sucked, and probed Melody’s cunt with his tongue and fingers until his cock was once more raging hard.  He stood (as per command) and holding Melody’s legs up (after working her pants and panties off her ankles) about his waist he guided his missile into the frightened teen’s sex.
	She was a virgin.  She was blond, very pretty blond and tan all over, all over.  She was one of those happy-go-lucky girls (was) with pretty eyes, excellent swimmer, good with horses, good with children, but not sexually active.
	Her nipples were quick to perk up as Ted’s prong invaded her; she undulated all over and gave all the appearances of experiencing an orgasm.  Ted did likewise and took as many as three minutes before being able to shoot another orgasm.
	Ted was pretty much worthless thereafter and practically fell away while Danny positioned himself.  Bradley and Josh were directed to hold Melody’s legs while the short American Indian youth put his pud into the American White girl—this after licking the girl’s cum strewn cunt!
	
	Joshua took his turn, minus the cunt licking.  He was, though, seen to be enamored with Melody’s jiggling titties as his preteen pud humped her.  She was a lovely girl to be sure and Joshua had apparently long since desired deeply to hump her.  The circumstances notwithstanding, of course.
	Melody strained, reeling in being so tortured; her arms were at the breaking point as they were stretched out and she wanted to fold them or at least move them.  Bradley fumed at the girl’s predicament, but held her leg with Danny holding her leg while young Joshua did his thing—while the teen fuck with the buck knife held the dangerous blade to Ted’s nut sac; the dinged up blade with rust was already coated with some blood—trickles from Melody’s chest slice, then from Joshua’s ball sac and then Ted’s.  No one had any doubt whatsoever that if any of them failed to comply with the commands of the whacked out teen, one of the boys would lose his balls.

	After young Joshua got off getting off, Bradley sucked on Melody cummy cunt, then sucked on the boys’ lizard and never once made a face about it.  The whacked out teen with the knife shaved the blond pubes from Melody’s cunt; then, Ted secured the others with whatever was handy—plastic six pack holders, bits of rope and what have you.  The whacked out teen then tied Ted up securely.
	No one knew what was to come but most thought surely they would have their throats slit, or their testicles severed.  Ted desperately wanted to be the man and fight the knife wielding freak—but he feared the knife.
	Be damned the knife!
	As the plastic of the six pack holder went about his wrist, Ted whirled in a sudden movement taking the fellow teen off guard.  The “fellow teen” was sixteen, seventeen?  Not much older (19 yrs actually but he looked younger.)
	Ted did manage to catch the teen off guard with the suddenness; grabbing the arm and trying to break it across his leg but only managed to dislodged the teen’s grip on the knife.  There was no time to get the knife as the teen “swept” Ted’s legs bringing him down.  The teen pounced on Ted trying to pummel him with a reign of blows when Joshua though tied up hand and foot launched himself crashing into the teen.
	The three of them went sprawling into the sand, the girls all crying out for one of THEIR boys “get the knife!  get the knife!”  Joshua actually landed on the buck knife but couldn’t clasp it in his hands; Ted and Ricky rolled in the sand with Ted not doing as well as he hoped.
	Joshua finally came up with the knife.  He held it firm in his hands and tried to stand, with his ankles tied together and his hands tied behind his back he had a great lack of even keel and stumbled—crashing into a hunk of cement debris where he slumped to the ground trying to shake it off.
	Ted managed to get a slight advantage and though he had no training, flip/rolled the whacked out teen over his shoulder—unfortunately, the whacked out teen DID have training and knew how to hit the ground with minimal pain.  While in a crouch on the ground he made another “sweep” and knocked Ted to his butt whereupon the whacked teen pounced on Ted, reigning blows onto his handsome face.
	The girls screams and Danny making a move to get into the fracas put the teen into a more state of alert and he left Ted searching for his missing knife.  Danny was too well secured but was bashing his feet (and binding) to a piece of exposed rebar.  Bradley positioned her nude body so as to try and shield Danny’s doings.

	Joshua languished with a slight head wound, he was bleeding and very dazed.  The whacked teen saw him, and then the knife.  He made a dash for it but was tripped up by Ted who pushed away his pain and attacked.  The two teens wrestled; the sand flew and at times it was difficult to see who was doing what and what was happening.
	But then, Ted stumbled, gasping for breath and fell to his side, collapsing.  The other teen stood breathing hard, bleeding from his lip and trying to shake the proverbial cobwebs from his noggin.  Ted moaned and clawed the ground, then rolled to his backside to reveal where he had been stabbed.
 
	An eerie silence fell upon the group; Ted moaned as he lay twisting in agony, the blade had gone in fairly deep and had for some certainty knicked and/or pierced vital organs.  The attacker stared at him for a moment or two, seething and saying nothing.
	Then, closing his eyes he seemed to be mumbling.  Was he praying?  Bradley thought she heard him say something, “please Jesus.”  She didn’t think that the teen punk was anything religious.
	At length, after two minutes or so, he stood and went to Bradley whereupon he roughly inserted his bone and raped her for over five minutes.  His fuck of her was intense (and relentless.)  Pulling out a time or two he humped the teen’s gash dramatically before shoving it back in.  
	No one could move to help her; Joshua was dazed and occasionally vomited.  Danny was impaled on a piece of rebar, not bad—but not good, either.  Ted wriggled in agony and Melody was still tied to the slab of concrete.
	Ricky’s cock gathered steam as he approached the finale of his shenanigans; he humped hard, grinding his cock against Bradley’s cunt in such a way as she could not contain herself and was electrified by her cunt reeling from her clitoris being excited.
	Ricky’s lengthy dong drove her wild, his cock swelled and filled her cunny and sent incredible rivers of sensational orgasmic bliss from her toes to her hair (head.)  and not once!  THREE TIMES all the while her attacker strove to get his!
	When finally he DID get his, he lay still laying his full weight upon her heaving, sweating, reeking.  His cock remained inside her sex still spewing goo for several minutes before he got his strength and moved up along the teen’s body placing his cum squirter between her breasts.  Then, folding her mounds over his aching squirter he got himself a titty fuck, squirting some remaining juices onto Bradley’s face.

	The ordeal in the great city debris field was far from over; after a freat cum squirt soiling most of Bradley’s face, the whacked attacker grabbled with the still dazed Joshua; untied the youth as he was no longer a threat and placed him onto Bradley’s face pushing his previously endangered testicle sac into Bradley’s mouth.
	Then, parting the boy’s cheeks took a length of rebar and promptly began sodomizing the boy’s virgin poop chute.  Bradley freaked out, Melody begged for him to stop, Joshua was only mildly aware of what was going on—too confused to gully grasp what was happening in his ass.
	The rebar (a twisted length of metal used in construction) went in several inches and twisted; then, it was pulled almost all the way out before being pushed back in.  The process was repeated until Joshua WAS aware of his mistreatment, Melody was weeping uncontrollably, Bradley was 100 percent pissed off, and Ricky the whacked out teen Troll Lord had a boner.
	Right from the onset of the teen’s cock sliding into his hole then did Joshua go nuts.  He barely realized that he was untied and so he merely floundered about as he was initially penetrated.  The teen assaulter caressed Josh’s ass, spanking and squeezing the burning flesh before pushing further into the boy’s hole.  As Josh realized somewhat that his hands were free he began to try and flail and cause disruption.
	When he did so, the teen assaulter spanked him HARD plus pinched hard his bare ass before grabbing his flailing arms and pinning them behind his back.  Then the teen assaulter made more dramatic penetration into the virgin hole, twisting Josh’s pinned arms causing the hole to tighten.
	And Bradley was pinned beneath with Josh’s balls in her mouth watching up close and personal the whole unfortunate affair.  The assaulter began pumping somehow shoving ALL of his nine incher into Josh’s crapper, surely straightening out his anal tract.
	Blood began to drip down along the Assaulter’s pumping cock, coating his balls, and dripping down Josh’s taint to coat his balls, too, which were still encased into Bradley’s mouth.  Josh still managed to maintain consciousness and wriggled about in agony; it was a feeble attempt to wrench himself free from the attacker.
	It only caused the attacker to pick up the rebar again and lash it against the boy’s bare backside with one good smack to the boy’s head.  Josh lost consciousness and went very limp.  Melody and Danny were sure he was dead—and they would be next.  Danny pulled himself from the rebar he had been impaled upon; no organ were pierced he hoped and thought, and it was only a short piece of rebar from the slab of concrete he had been thrown against.  He charged the attacker…

	Only a couple of inches of rebar had been in Danny’s body and pulling away though seemed like a good idea, in actuality it wasn’t.  great pain came as he pulled away, overriding his already tortured mind and he fell wriggling on the warm sand.
	The teen attacker stripped off all of his clothes and went to Melody.
	“Leave her alone!” shouted Bradley.  Her words were useless and the teen assaulter put his cock into the young teen and had his way with her.  Bradley closed her eyes feeling very sick.
	After getting his jollies the teen attacker showered Melody’s well fucked cunt with a piss shower.  Afterwards he stood looking over everyone; he suddenly seemed “changed” Bradley noted, he shook and trembled all over and took on a new persona.  He looked upon the assorted teens sprawled out haphazardly about and seemed genuinely confused.  A long stare there was from him to Bradley, he looked at his hands, then stood and stared at his nakedness.
	Then, cocking his head he collected his clothes and left.
	Just like that!

*

	Everyday she would suck their cock, bringing them off “and swallowing” their offering.  Everyday she would take them on, between her legs and in her ass.  When in her pussy they would wear condoms, she was far too young to be getting knocked up.  
	While participating in the “everyday” event for the first time, Annie Porter wasn’t too into the “taste” of her Daddy’s cock (in her mouth.)  It would take some getting used to.  And there, too, was her pussy and asshole; taking brother Kevin’s teen cock was one thing, but her Daddy?  Daddy Porter had a MAN’s cock, six inches of man cock, average and adequate and much bigger than teenage son, Kevin’s.
	So Kevin would hump his sister pussy and hole aptly reaming it out and thusly prepping the muscles to be more accepting to larger cock.  And when Kevin’s cock was too sore or worn out to do the job, then a cock stand in would suffice—like a toilet plunger handle, a perfectly shaped cucumber, a gourd handle, fingers, and the like.
	But Annie sucked her Daddy’s cock, behind her her brother probed the depths of her asshole, gripping her hips and plunging his brotherly love tool into her dark abyss.

	In his blitzed mind he got the notion that he could do the same with Holly; and Will her brother could take a turn with Annie.  The Daddies, too, would switch and hump the others girl.  In essence—can we say Orgy?
	Dom felt good, his work was done.  He was still pissed that he could only visually enjoy and not invade anyone to experience the sex himself.  He would strive to find someone who was susceptible to his mind link.  The entity life was running its course with him.
	It was a new day; Kevin was cumming off and had shot a wad into Annie’s asshole, the rest was spilled onto Annie’s fine white ass.  In the girl’s mouth was another wad of goo provided by and from her Daddy.  Annie “swallowed” the Daddy spunk then crawled up her naked sweating and heaving Daddy, settling onto his cum squirter.
	Kevin admired his sister’s ass and the spunk he had laden thereon.  He masturbated a moment then went to answer the front door.  The Marshalls had arrived for their first “orgy.”
	Dom moved on, time to revisit the Collins family.

*

Family togetherness
	With her mouth filled with cock as well as her cunt, she was in 7th Heaven.  She had no qualms about participating in such deeds or deeds being done unto her—OR, other family members engaged so thusly:
	On the bed with her her hubby of some years, minister of the community church, pillar of the community, father of her children, lay with one girl (Mary) riding his cock while another girl (Lucy) rode his face.  At the foot of the bed Ruthie fingered her sex—this after her brothers both had dwelled in her pussy fucking her brains out, emptying gobs upon gobs of cum onto her bald poon; then, sisters Lucy and Mary took to licking her cunt clean.
	Eldest son, Matt, filled her cunt (from behind), gripping her hips and driving deeply into her cunt thrilling her beyond belief.  In her mouth was her young son, Simon.  Though he had cummed earlier; in Ruthie (and on her), in Mary’s cunt, then Lucy’s ass, he was squirting again into his Mom’s mouth.  There wasn’t much to it, he was practically drained—but a little squirt emptied into her mouth, splashing against the back of her throat sufficiently coating it.
	Matt, too, had had a busy fucking morning, cumming in Mary’s mouth, Lucy’s cunt, and Ruthie’s mouth.  Ruthie LOVED cock sucking and having the cum coat her face and pussy.  

	Matt gave no thoughts to his girlfriend’s little sister (Kathy) and her equally horny/naughty friend (Wendy).  His thoughts were on his sisters and Mother.  His sisters pleased him for sure, no doubt, but banging off into his Mom’s cunt (and subsequent ass) was mind blowing and very cock pleasing.
	Mary, Lucy, Ruthie.  Each girl was different, each girl had a specialty about them that made them unique.  And they were his sisters!  He could tag them any time he wanted!  There were no favorites, Mary had a well developed body; a great set of breasts, wondrous ass to behold—and he holded it many times!  Then there was her pussy.  She kept it bald and despite the many times his cock slammed it—it remained nice and tight, cock pleasing.
	Lucy, too, had fine qualities—a pretty face that was full of innocence, shyness, with a bit of over curiosity.  She could also suck cock really well.  And though she had an equally tight cunt, Matt liked stuffing her asshole.  And his mind was blown when after he had shot a load into her backdoor, squirting the remainder onto her luscious ass flesh, sister Lucy was there to lick up all the spillage!
	Ruthie.  Ruthie had the persona of being naïve, but she was far from it.  Like Lucy, Ruthie was an excellent cocksucker and took her time doing so.  She loved having her cunt licked and then pounded.  Being older, way older, Matt took his time penetrating her pre-teen cunt; and as soon as he was done—there was Lucy and Mary there to lick her clean.
	After shooting off into his Mom’s twat, Matt was gone—he was spent and then some and lay back on the bed totally exhausted.  Mary dismounted her Daddy’s cock to lean down and lick clean her Mom’s soiled snatch box.  Daddy Collins didn’t mind; Lucy on his face went down and began sucking his cock that had just begun to spurt.  Meanwhile, there was Lucy’s ass to adore—so he adored it!
	Lucy squirmed on his face, her pussy reeked a little—but all three of her brothers had fucked it, with an addition of poking her asshole, too.  Eric licked her cunt, nipped the lips, and even buried his nose into her pooter!  His left hand caressing and lightly smacking her ass, pulling the cheek open; meanwhile, his right hand caressed Mary’s ass.
	Lucy worked tenaciously on her Daddy’s cock, it swelled in her mouth and though lo it had shot many loads since they had started, it gave her a little more.
	After a minute or two, or three, Mary moved to plant her pussy onto her Mom’s face and continued to lick out her cunt; Lucy turned about to take her Daddy’s cock into her cunt; Simon moved to put his cock into Mary’s asshole, his balls engulfed by his Mom beneath.

	Ruthie went to her exhausted brother, Matt, and straddled his lap, grinding her cunt onto his sore aching fucked out cock.  Clamping his hands to her delicious young butt big brother Matt began a slow process of getting re-hardened, and once “re-hardened” he slid himself up into his sweet little sister’s love canal.
	Which was how Ricky aka Troll Lord found them.

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