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 Kristel - a novel
   [longer novel-type detective story - woman detective finds young girl
naked and explores how she came to be that way.]
   Chapter 1
   I was called early one morning to the local police station.  This was
not unusual as I am a forensic pathologist and I live no more than 10
minutes away.  However, that morning my gorgeous hunk of a partner had
woken me half-an-hour ago with his cock enormously erect and pressed hard
against my bum.  As we'd had a couple of hours of excellent sex before
going to sleep the previous night, I was more than ready for another
session.
   It took him a few minutes to realize that I was just waiting for him,
but when our lips met he soon realized my hunger.  He had just managed to
thrust me through my third orgasm of the morning when my cell phone rang.
   "Leave it!" he yelled, clearly desperate to dump his always big load
deep into my pussy.
   I just reached over for my phone while he continued to pound into me.  I
grinned at him while I pressed the talk button.
   "Yes?" I asked, almost giggling.
   I then looked at the caller ID and saw that it was the local police
station.  I sat up in shock when I heard the response, pushing my boyfriend
and his huge cock out of my pussy.
   "When did this happen?" I asked.  "OK.  Give me 10 minutes!"
   I switched off the phone and immediately grabbed that delicious cock
which was just staring at me.  It took me less than a minute to stroke and
suck it into releasing a gush of hot cum into my mouth.  He grunted noisily
as I swallowed and groaned with delight.
   "Work calls!" I cried as I dashed into the shower to wash his smell from
my body.
   A few minutes later, suitably dressed, I arrived with a screech of
brakes at the local nick.  Officers stood aside as I ran into the
reception.
   There was the reported bundle.  It was a young girl's face that peered
up at me from inside a rolled up blanket.
   "Hello," I said soothingly.
   The phone call had informed me that she'd been unable to speak when she
was found on the steps of the station.  She did manage a weak smile at me
but she looked around in horror at all the male faces surrounding her. 
There was no female officer on duty at that time of the day.
   "Get Judy in immediately," I ordered, she being the only girl I'd worked
with at this nick.
   One of the young officers went off to call Judy, while I put my arm
round the girl and led her away to the `comfort' cell where sensitive
people were taken for interview.  One of the requirements that the chief
inspector had put on this room was that there was no camera coverage so
that women could be interviewed without distress.
   Each with a cup of nice warm tea, we sipped slowly.  Several buzzes came
on the door, but I had instructed that no-one other than Judy should be
allowed in.  Judy knew she needed to give the correct rhythm of buzzes for
me to know it was her.  Myself and the girl waited in complete silence for
about 20 minutes.  Then came the expected buzz sounds.  I looked at the
girl with a smile and let Judy in.  She had responded well to the urgent
call and had dressed in casual clothes that enhanced her gorgeous body. 
She was grinning broadly when she appeared.
   "Hi Laura," she bubbled, "And who is this?"
   The girl smiled weakly again.
   "What's your name, sweet thing?" asked Judy, grinning at me for
assurance.
   This is exactly why I liked Judy - she picked upon my vibes instantly
and we'd worked together on several tricky cases involving sensitive girls.
As an aside, we'd also been intimate on numerous occasions as she enjoyed
her bi-side as much as I did.  I particularly enjoyed having her licking me
while her stud of a boyfriend was enjoying her from behind.
   It seemed that the girl also warmed to Judy as she was soon starting to
wriggle a little and started to murmur.  The two of us gently tried to ease
her out of the blanket in which she was tightly wrapped.  This proved
difficult at first, but with our coaxing, she slowly allowed us to unwrap
the material so we could get a better look at her.  What did not surprise
me was that she was not wearing clothes, at least on her top half.  What
did surprise me a little was the very strong smell of male semen that now
pervaded the room.
   As I looked at the girl more closely, I could see that her hair was
streaked with white and her face was covered in a slimy white layer.  She
had clearly been sexually abused at least in some way.  I immediately
started to take samples of the fluids from her hair and face.  Then I asked
for permission to take a mouth swab.  When she'd nodded her agreement, I
prepared my swab and asked her to open her mouth.  Both Judy and I gasped
when she opened her lips and a large quantity of male semen poured out.
   Why had she not spat this out?  I wondered.  We didn't say anything.
   Judy spent several moments cleaning up all the cum and then wiping the
girl's face and hair until she looked a little more presentable.
   "My name is Kristel," the girl finally responded, again grinning, but
this time more broadly.  "There were these guys...."
   She stopped as I pressed a finger to her lips.
   "It's OK, Kristel.  We'll get you to give a statement to Officer Judy
later," I said soothingly, stroking her soft black hair.
   The girl appreciated my calmness and smiled.  Judy and I continued to
ease her out of the blanket.  The smell of semen was almost overwhelming. I
am not surprisingly called a cum-slut by the men I go with, and I actually
felt myself getting wet in my pussy.  I spent a moment wondering whether
Judy was feeling the same, as she was also very much into tasting and
licking male (and female) cum.
   As we peeled the blanket completely from the girl's body, we found that
she was completely naked.  We also saw that she had a beautiful slim body,
just developing into a woman.  I estimated her age at 18.  She had gorgeous
tight boobs, with very erect nipples.  However, the most surprising thing
was that almost everywhere she seemed covered in semen, and lots of it. 
Someone, or more probably several guys, had given this girl a complete cum
bath.
   Judy efficiently helped me as I took swabs of the male fluids on all
parts of her body.  As we got her to part her legs, an enormous quantity of
cum oozed out of her pussy.  I also took samples of this fluid then Judy
cleaned her up.  While Judy was gently rubbing around her pubic area I
noticed the girl's eyes close.  Was it with pleasure?  I wondered.
   Fearing the worst, I asked the girl to stand up and bend over on the
desk.  Sure enough, there was a substantial amount of cum oozing out of her
anus.  As I probed around her anus with my swab, the girl relaxed her anal
sphincter and another huge quantity of cum poured out of her.  She had been
totally and completely filled in every orifice with male cum.  And all
within the last couple of hours.
   What surprised me most from such a young girl was that none of her
abused holes showed any signs of physical stress.  She was obviously used
to such sexual abuse.
   I took my samples off to the lab, leaving Judy to give the girl a shower
and take a statement.
   Chapter 2
   When I was about 11, my parents died in a car crash.  My Dad was one of
a family of 4 boys, and I was immediately taken into one of my uncle's
households and brought up by him and his lovely wife as one of their own.
The family consisted of two boys somewhat older than me, and the always
happy parents.  My early teen years were a real pleasurable time of my
life. I had lots of great girlfriends and we were always going out and
having good clean fun.
   As I began to notice my blossoming female body when I turned 18, I also
realised that my uncle was taking more notice of me.  It was not long
before I realised that he had a huge bulge in his pants whenever I was
around.  And then his sons began to tease me, both sexually and about all
my girlfriends.  On several occasions, we would wrestle and I could feel
that they too were sporting big erections which they seemed to delight in
pressing against me.
   At about this time too, I discovered my own body had needs.  I began to
masturbate regularly and experience some amazing orgasms.  Talk between my
girlfriends and I began to concentrate on our sexual feelings and I
discovered that almost all of them had found out the pleasures of
masturbation as well as me.  The two girls who hadn't, soon learned about
it at a sleepover one night when we all formed a daisy chain (8 of us).  I
enjoyed so many orgasms that night - it was a misnomer to call it a
`sleep'over as none of us got any sleep, we were too busy cumming.
   One evening, I noticed my uncle feeling very sad.  He told me, after
some coaxing, that his gorgeous wife had decided she wanted to leave him,
after they'd been married for 20 years.  She'd found a young stud `who
satisfied her sadistic needs', he explained.
   This shocked me as I had always believed that his wife was a kind loving
lady.  He later told me that she liked to hurt him during sex and, because
of that, the two of them had not been making love for the last 5 years.  He
had not been surprised when she told him she'd decided to leave.
   My uncle now had a huge erection and I could see his thoughts were
turning towards me.  My pussy was already getting wet with my naughty
thoughts, but I was still a virgin, from men at least!
   I broke off the conversation and went to my bedroom.  Mistakenly for me,
I forgot to lock the bedroom door.  I had just undressed and was in the
middle of stroking my pussy for my last orgasm of the day when the door
burst open.  In came my uncle, followed by his two sons.  I tried to cover
myself up, but I already knew it was too late.  The three men were much too
strong for me.
   The two sons grabbed my arms and legs and held me flat on my back on the
bed.  Undressing himself rapidly, my uncle smiled at me.
   "You have developed into such a beautiful girl," he groaned.  "And now
me and the boys are going to enjoy you."
   I was raped 10 times that night, 6 times in my pussy and 3 times in my
ass.  They left me early in the morning, lying on the bed sobbing, with
their cum covering me from head to toe.
   After I cleaned myself up somewhat and they'd all left for work, I drove
to the local police station and reported the rape.  A very kind female
police doctor examined me and took samples.  As a result of my statement,
my uncle and his sons were arrested and jailed.  I missed them, but soon
discovered that I was pregnant.  I decided to have the child and get it
adopted.  After giving birth, the child was taken from me and I was put
into care with another family, this one consisting of only women: a single
mum whose husband had left her and her daughter, just one year younger than
me.
   We made a happy family and in the next few months I was soon enjoying
intimacy with both of the new members of my family.  Both women were
lesbians and lovers, so I fitted right in.  They had lots of lesbian
friends and I soon found that I was very popular as a sort of `loan-out'
girl.  I'd be invited to sleepovers with many of these friends, only to be
served up as the flavour of the night!  Not to say that I didn't enjoy
these nights.  I learned how to please every sort of woman and to take my
pleasure any way I could.
   I took part in Sybian evenings and weekends, having so many orgasms that
I was completely exhausted.  I had strap-ons (some very big ones) used on
me and I used them on others.  I have used numerous `insertions' into my
pussy and anus, from vibrators of every sort to huge cucumbers, carrots and
zucchinis.  I also found out that my anal passage was a very willing
participant, even enjoying enormous orgasms on the Sybian with a huge false
cock up my ass.  My tongue often ached from being used on too many women's
clits.  At the same time, my clit was often too sensitive to touch after
being licked by many different women.
   It seems that several of the women's husbands soon learned about my
talent to please their wives.  I was soon being invited round when husbands
were present and they always enjoyed watching me.  They were, at first, not
allowed to touch me.  However, over the months, several guys tried to join
in, touching me, stripping off and pressing their erect cocks against my
body.
   Soon, one lucky husband caught me at a particularly horny moment and
managed to get his cock inside my mouth.  Apparently, I gave him the
blow-job of his life.  This started a queue of guys at every later
`meeting', all lining up to be pleasured by my exquisite mouth technique. I
soon learnt to thoroughly enjoy being covered in many guys' cum on these
always enjoyable evenings.  I would always get the hostess of each evening
to clean the cum from my entire body with her tongue before I would leave.
   It was several months later that two guys and their wives got at me
during one of these evenings and turned me into an even more hot and horny
sex-crazed girl.  I was orgasming so much that I could not resist when one
of the guys pushed his hard cock into my pussy, the first male organ inside
my pussy since the night of the multi-rape.  I was amazed to find that,
even through the sexual haze, I began to enjoy the feeling of having a hard
cock inside me.  I orgasmed many times on that guy's cock and his friend's
that followed soon after he'd unloaded his cum into me.
   This started me on the road to becoming a cum-slut at parties throughout
the country and even abroad.  I was so popular that guys and their
wives/girlfriends would book months in advance to enjoy me and be enjoyed
by me.  I swallowed so much cum that I was sometimes sick from the taste. I
was filled in my pussy and ass so many times that I poured it out every
time I stood up.  I enjoyed guys of every nationality and women from even
more parts of the world.  I had so many orgasms and gave so many orgasms
that I thought I could never enjoy another one.  But then the next time,
the feeling would click in again and I'd go again.
   My reputation grew and grew in sexual circles, and I soon realised that
I could make huge amounts of money from my talents.  I began to charge for
my `appearances' and I was amazed how much women would pay to be `serviced'
by me, or to watch their men `service' me.  Men would pay even more, always
trying to get a private session, but I always refused, even when one
particular Arab sheik offered a million dollars.  I did enjoy this guy and
all his numerous friends in a week of total sexual fun, but never on his
own.
   Then one day, I finished my PhD thesis in forensic pathology with an
`outstanding project', according to the newspapers.  I stopped my sexual
activity, at least the partying part of it, and became a more normal woman.
I received so many invitations every day that I gave up responding
negatively.  I did take on a few of the guys solo and more of the wives, in
groups or alone, just for my own pleasure.  I settled on one or two guys
and on and off I'd have a relationship that lasted more than a few days. 
The particular one who I was enjoying when the phone call came in was one
of the lesser lights, but worth a few hours here and there.  I had a couple
of steady women lovers but I remained living alone (usually).
   As a forensic pathologist, I soon built up an incredible reputation of
always being right with my final diagnosis, whatever the nature of the
crime.  I had a 100% success rating, almost unheard of amongst women in my
field.  With this reputation came more invitations to conferences and
meetings, which allowed me to explore even more avenues of sexual pleasure,
however now much more discrete.  Everyone I went with, male or female, had
to sign an agreement that our activities would never be told to anyone.  As
far as I know, this agreement has not been breached by anyone even after 5
years.
   (continued in Chapter 3)
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Kristel - Ch 1 and 2