Party House 1 (Mf, mg, oral, anal, pedo)
by Osric134

Remember: I don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with
children, rape, drugs or murder. I don't encourage anyone to do
any of the things my imaginative characters do either. These are
just stories that have taboo themes in them and NOT wishful
thinking. I just want to tell stories and hope no one takes my
tales as anything but strokable fun.



My twelve year old daughter, Billie, was having a birthday party
on the weekend at her mother's house, the place was much bigger
than my home so it was decided that it would be held there. It
was to be a two-day event with her friends driven up there in a
coach and staying overnight in a large rooming house.
Ann-Marie Westlake was from a rich family. She had been my wife
for two years before I caught her in my bed with her boss. I
threw her out and got her to give me some of her money to help
bring up our daughter. We were divorced a few months later. The
man she was now married to had a fourteen year old daughter who
was a gorgeous little bitch. She was blonde and very beautiful,
but apparently that was only skin deep. She was known to be a
vindictive little cunt who delighted in making other's miserable.
At least that was how she had always seemed from what my daughter
told me, whenever I was around she was always sweetness itself.
I was asked to be there, I really didn't want to go, even though
I remained on reasonably good terms with my ex-wife, I didn't
really want to spend a whole day around her. But Billie begged
and pleaded until I gave in. I never could resist my daughter.
Her boyfriend would be there too, something that rankled me very
much. I knew they were having sex, the stained panties in the
wash were proof enough. I knew what dried sperm looked like. I
never asked her about it though, I didn't want to do anything to
lose her. I nearly lost her once, after the divorce and she had
gotten angry a few times and 'moved out', leaving me alone and
distraught before finally coming back. She knew how to punish me.
I spoiled her, pampered her too much, but I was forty five and
she was my only child. I knew that I would never have another
relationship and that the chances of me having another child was
very slim indeed. So she was my first and last and I wanted to be
her daddy forever.
Just then she came bounding into the room, wearing only her
panties and bra. She had a nice body for a twelve year old, nice
hips and shapely thighs on those long excellent legs of hers. Her
breasts were fairly large for her age, making her look much older
than she was. She always walked with her chest out and that
wonderful bottom cocked back too.
She came and plopped down onto my lap, hugging my neck and
kissing me on my mouth, something I had asked her not to do many
times.
"Hi Daddy!" she smiled.
"Hi Sweetness!" I replied.
"I'm so excited. I can't wait for the party to start." she
giggled, her body trembling against me.
"Well you only have a day left to go!" I laughed.
She snuggled against me and sighed.
"I love you so much, Daddy." she said and then got up, kissing my
mouth again before running back out of the room.
If I wasn't her father I could seriously go for her. She was
absolutely gorgeous.
I went back to watching my football game just as the other team
scored a goal.

The morning of the party came so quickly. I felt worn out and
tired, my cock was leaking and wet from the wet dreams I had been
having every night for months. I was a very heavy sleeper and
would always wake up with crusty deposits covering my cock,
wondering how it got there and what was happening to me. I had
already seen my doctor about it, but he assured me that it was
probably just me leaking sperm after having cum in my sleep.
I got out of bed, went into the shower and cleaned up. Then I
changed for work, going downstairs to make breakfast for my
daughter and myself.
"Morning Daddy!" came her very cheery voice as she entered the
kitchen.
"Morning Sweetie!" I smiled, "Did you have a good rest? All ready
for tonight?"
She grinned.
"I had a wonderful night, Daddy. I dreamed of you like I always
do!" she told me.
I found that disturbing sometimes, she seemed a bit preoccupied
with me of late. I was glad that she wasn't seeing her boyfriend
as much now, but she made me a bit uncomfortable with her recent
behaviour.
"Daddy?"
"Yes Sweetness?"
"Can we go there early tonight, I want to settle in early before
bed. I need to make sure they have a nice room for you and it's
close to mine." she told me.
I shrugged.
"OK!" I said, "When I leave work I'll come straight home and we
can go after that."
"I'll pack some clothes for you when I get in from school!" she
suggested.
Work was boring today, there was little to do as most of the
staff were away in Europe on a conference and I was deputised to
sit-in as company boss until they all returned. I didn't like
doing it, I didn't wasn't to make decisions without Glen Sommers,
our CEO, being there. I was only the IT director, but the most
senior person left in there until their return.
Luckily, the day ended and I drove home to find my travelling
case packed and standing at the door with my daughter's case. She
was sitting in the living room watching some Aussie soap opera
and looked up, smiling as I walked in.
"Hi Daddy, I packed your clothes and we can go now!"
"I need to eat something first, aren't you hungry?" I asked.
"Not really, I'm too excited!" she grinned.
"Well I think I could make some sandwiches quickly with a cup of
tea." I said, seeing her shrugged and go back to her program.
An hour later we were on our way out of London towards the
Oxfordshire countryside, it was still quite bright as we drove
along. I stopped for more fuel, the attendant in the station
eyeing my daughter and then me, suspiciously.
"Is there something you want?" I asked angrily.
"Daddy, don't be rude!" Billie admonished and a look of dawning
came over the man's face.
I was even angrier now, realising that he had thought that I was
'going out' with a young girl and it bothered him. He smiled at
her and she smiled back, flirting with the man. I hustled her out
and we drove on, heading down the motorway.
After an hour of driving we reached the gates of the big, lavish
mansion. It was only the second time I had been there, Ann-Marie
was waiting at the door for us with one of the maids. She smiled
and reached for Billie, hugging the girl with pride. Then she
looked over at me.
"Hello Richard, are you well?"
I shrugged and said nothing. She turned, her arm around our
daughter's shoulders, leading her into the house as I wheeled in
the cases.
"Let me help you, Sir!" offered the pretty blonde maid, smiling
alluringly up at me.
I gave her Billie's case and she wheeled it inside in front of
me. I almost had the feeling that the huge door would shut in my
face before I got to it, hurrying being the fast-walking girl in
front of me.
Inside the huge hall of varnished wood, paintings and mirrors
stood Ann-Marie's new husband, Ken Martin. He smiled and reached
for my hand, shaking it against my will. I loathed this man who
had come into my home, fucked my wife in my bed and now was
winning my daughter's affections.
"Good to see you Richard!" he grinned, "Let Connie take care of
your bag. I believe Billie has already chosen a room for you!"
I let him lead me into the lounge, another huge area filled with
paintings and stuffed animals. The chairs were made from reddened
leather, looking stiffer than they actually were.
"Let me get you a drink, scotch and lemon?" he asked, remembering
what I drank from the last time I was here.
The man seemed to like me, always smiling and chatting when he
met me. I struggled with my feelings toward him, his very nature
made him annoyingly likeable.
"My Emma's been looking forward to seeing you again, she has a
serious crush on you." he said, shocking me with his candidness.
"Don't look surprised, girls get crushes all the time. You're a
father, surely you must have noticed Billie's?"
I shrugged, finding it difficult to talk to this man. He didn't
seem to mind though, he did most of the talking anyway.
Just then Ann-Marie, Billie and his daughter Emma came into the
room. I was surprised to see Emma's eyes light up when she saw me
and then go quickly back to their usual coolness, her face aloof
and dis-interested. She was taller than Billie by nearly a foot,
almost to my eye-level. She had a sleek body, like a fashion
model, with small, pointy breasts that stuck stiffly out of her
chest like two halves of large lemons. Her bronzed skin told of
many days in the sun in a bikini and her blue-green eyes were
large and doll-like over her small upturned nose and tiny,
pouting mouth with it's bowed, full lips.
There was a strange resemblance to her father, strange because
she was so beautiful and his features were so severe.
I looked away from her at my daughter, who grinned at me cheerily
then came over to hug me.
"Hi Daddy!" she said, hugging me tightly. "I fixed you up with a
room right between mine and Emma's."
I shot a look at the beautiful sixteen year old, seeing her
looking at me with those huge eyes.
"Well, now that we've got you both settled in we can relax for a
while and Emma can show you her album while I take Billie through
what we've planned." Ann-Marie smiled.
"Yes, Emma had some great pictures taken of her last holiday in
Greece with some friends of ours. I'm sure she's eager to show
them to you." Ken smiled as the girl glided over to me and took
my arm.
"Come Uncle Richie, come and see my pictures." she gasped at me,
her face brightening into a smile.
She tugged me along with her, leading me up to her room.
"That's your room and this is mine!" she grinned, pushing the
door open and leading me into another large room, this time
mostly pink with a huge bed covered in a silken pink duvet. There
were pink and reds everywhere and I felt was though I was inside
a huge marshmallow.
"Come, sit here!" she said, pushing me into a desk chair in front
of a large desk behind the door and turning it on.
I waited as she leaned over me, rubbing her small, cone-shaped
breasts in my face. I tried to lean back, but she just moved
closer. I gave up and let her have her fun, my cock hardening in
my trousers.
"Here we are!" she sighed into my ear, opening a stunning picture
of her laying back in a deck chair, wearing the tiniest bikini I
had ever seen. Her things were well toned with a slight
musculature that looked awesome, tapering down to perfectly
shaped calves and very pretty toes.  In the next few pictures I
gasped as she was topless, my cock jumping. The pointy cones of
her tits looking so very suitable. She was relaxed, her eyes
hidden by those large shades.
She was leaning against me, looking at my face as she flicked
from one picture to the next. I felt her arm slip around behind
me and she slowly slid down into my lap, her soft buttocks
pressing down onto my rigid cock and her breath sighing in
delight.
"Oh Uncle Richie!" she gasped into my ear softly, "You feel so
nice!"
I couldn't take my eyes off her photos as she went from lying on
a sunbed to standing topless in the water, the sun behind her
sparkling on the water around her. She looked amazingly sexy and
my cock jumped against her bum.
"Do you like my pictures, Uncle Richie?" she gasped softly into
my ear, "Do I look nice?"
"Uh huh!" I uttered as the next photos were of her posing in
various very sexually charged positions on the beach, in a living
room and on a bed.
I was breathing hard, the girl took my hand and lay it on her
smooth thigh.
Soon the pictures were finished and she got up, a pleased smile
on her beautiful face as I got up.
"That was very.... Interesting!" I said, trying to be diplomatic.
She grinned and surprised me with her enthusiasm, I could almost
believe that she really did have a crush on me.
We went back downstairs and found the living room empty, the
other's somewhere else in the house. Then as I turned to speak to
her, her father entered the room with a tray of sandwiches, a mug
of lemonade and some glasses.
"Ah, there you both are!. He said, taking the tray over to the
polished wood centre table and placing it down.
Emma pulled me over to the smaller seat and pushing me down into
it, sitting down in my lap right in front of her father and
coiling her slim framed against me. I looked up nervously at her
father who just grinned.
"She really has a thing for you, you know. When Billie insisted
that you come and stay with us for her party weekend, she was
ecstatic." he told me as she girl's face snuggled into my neck.
I didn't really know what to say, deciding to remain quiet. The
girl moaned and took my hand and lay it on her bare thigh right
in front of her father.
"I see that she's staking her claim on you!" he laughed, pouring
lemonade into the grasses and taking a sandwich off the plate to
take a bit out of it.
I leaned over, taking one of the sandwiches and heard Emma's
moans of complaint because I had moved.
"I must admit, I never expected Emma to be so... Affectionate!" I
told him, "She's always struck me as a bit aloof and
uninterested."
"Oh she's never been uninterested in you, she's always had a
'thing' for you from the very first time she saw you." he told me
with a laugh, "She's never stopped regaling Billie with what she
feels about you!"
"And you're alright with this?" I asked, surprised that he was
taking such a relaxed attitude to all this.
"Some things you can't stop from happening and I learned years
ago to go with the flow or be crushed by the following storm." he
told me, shrugging.
I was not quite sure what he was telling me, but I didn't want to
ask him to clarify that for fear of insulting him. The memory of
him in bed with my wife years ago still a bitter pill.

The evening went quickly and I went up to bed, going out to the
bathroom first before coming out into the hall and finding Emma
standing in front of me in a very short, filmy pink nightie that
I could see right through. She was completely naked underneath,
her pussy covered in sparce blonde hair. Her pointed breasts
looked so inviting that I almost grabbed her and started sucking
on them.
"You can come and tuck me in if you like!" she sighed at me, her
eyes big and eager.
I thought for a minute she said something else as she came and
hugged her juicy body up against me. I couldn't help reaching
around to cup her plump little bottom in one hand, hearing her
sigh and hug me tighter against her.
"OK!" I said as I squeezed the plant flesh in my hand, "I'll come
and tuck you in."
When she slipped under the covers she was naked, I lay between
her thighs, sucking at those amazing tits and feeling her tight,
tight pussy slowly sucking my cock into her sweet young belly.
I never really knew why I did it, revenge against her father
taking away my wife maybe, or just loneliness. But I stuffed my
cock into her pussy, feeling it clasping around my cock, feeding
on those lovely little tits as I fucked her in her bed. She
gasped and moaned with every stroke of my cock, clinging to me
and urging me deeper.
"Please..." she gasped pulling me into her, "Please..."
Her fingers dug into my hips, pulling me into her with every
stroke of my cock. She was warm and slippery, her hips smooth as
they finally pressed firmly against Ming, my cock completely
buried in her hole.
"Fuck me Uncle Richie, fuck me good!"
I slipped back into my room around two in the morning, having cum
twice in the sexy little bitch and leaving her to sleep.
I fell into a deep sleep very quickly, dreaming of tight pussy
and sweet lips.

My cock was crusty as usual the next morning, but a little wet
too. I could smell pussy, probably from that last night. I got up
and wrapped a robe around myself, going into the nearest bathroom
for a shower and then coming back to my room to change.
Everyone slowly filtered down to the dining room where the little
maid laid out breakfast. The last to arrive was a very happy
Emma, who came and sat next to me. Billie sat on the other side
and the girls exchanged giggles.
"I'm glad to see you girls are getting along much better now." I
said.
"Oh Daddy, we always get on well." Billie told me.
The pretty little maid walked around the table, serving
breakfast. She got next to me and looked straight into my eyes as
she leaned in front of me, her breast bulging in my face.
I thanked her and Ken grinned at me.
"How did you sleep?" he asked.
"Good, thanks!" I said and then bit into a price of toast.
"Excellent!" he laughed, "I hope we can get you to come down here
more often after this. I know that the girls would love to have
you here and maybe Emma can come and stay with you sometimes?"
I shrugged and then nodded, earning a squeeze of my thigh by the
sexy girl.
"Good! After we have everything set up in the main ballroom, then
maybe I can take you around the place. You haven't really been in
the grounds and seen all the rooms." he told me cheerily, "Maybe
Emma might like to take you around, eh?"
She gave a pleased grin and squeezed my thigh again.
We finished breakfast and I went up to my room to grab a light
jacket for the tour of the gardens. Emma led me around the
mansion, taking me from room to room and kissing me in each. In
the gardens she took me through the twisting paths to a secluded
area and then coiled her long limbs around me. I lifted her up,
freeing my cock and pulled her dress up, slipping into her
pantie-less pussy to a long moan of delight. I fucked the girl
slowly, taking my time to enjoy her sweet, wet hole and then came
hard up inside her. She cooed like a  pigeon as I slipped out of
her again, fixing our clothes and then continuing the tour. The
sexy little bitch got me to fuck her twice more during the long
day before the party began.

A small coach pulled up outside the place full of young teens.
They piled out and poured into the place, steered to the  main
room where the party was being held. The main room itself was
huge, a former ballroom attached to the East wing of the mansion
where balls were kept in the past.
It was already dark outside and the music throbbed as the party
got started. I recognised some of the kids there, Billie's
boyfriend seemed to be avoiding her, hanging out with a cute
little blonde girl who looked very young. She was slightly plump
and clung to his arm tightly as if afraid. I was surprised to see
Ken go over and talk to the pair, prizing the girl away from the
relieved boy who went off into the throng of young bodies. The
girl stayed with Ken, going off into the dark into the crowd of
dancing kids.
I wasn't into the music, too loud and too 'techno' for my tastes.
I found Billie dancing with a young man who pawed at her plump
bottom, she kept lifting his hands back to her waist each time. I
walked on until a girl I didn't recognise blocked my path.
"Hello Mr Green, remember me?" she shouted over the music.
I had no idea who this gorgeous redhead was, though she had a
stunning body in that revealing dress. Her breasts were large and
bulged from the low opening. She smiled at me and I did feel as
though I knew her from somewhere.
"I'm sorry..." I started to say.
"I'm Natalie Fraser, Bill Fraser's daughter? I used to sit on
your knee when I was a little girl!" she told me.
I stared in shock.
"Natalie! Oh my god. Look at you!"  I laughed as I finally
remembered that face, so grown and mature in such a short time.
It was only ten years ago, she had been nine then and so
enamoured with me, telling her father that I was going to be her
husband one day. Looking at her now I could almost believe it
too. She was stunning at nineteen.
She hugged me, pressing that wonderful body up against me and
kissing me right on the mouth. She stood back and her eyes
glistened with tears, I pulled out my handkerchief and jabbed
them dry.
"How come you're here?" I asked into her ear so I didn't have to
shout.
"I'm with my half sister, Annie. She's over there!" she pointed
at the girl dancing with Billie's boyfriend. She was pretty, with
tanned skin and I could see a very plump bottom under her dress
that the boy was resting his hand on as he danced with her.
Annie was only a baby when I had last seen Bill. We had fallen
out over some money he owed me and I never went back, telling him
that he could keep it if he thought it was more important that
our friendship. That was the last time I had seen him. I had hear
that he had gotten married to the woman he was seeing, Indra
Singh. They already had a child together soon after his wife had
died in and accident.
"You look great Natalie, really gorgeous!" I told her and she
kissed my mouth again.
"I have no intention of letting you out of my life again," she
said, "Give me your number and your address."
She took out her PDA from her bag and made me type it into her
address book. Then she kissed me again and went off to attend to
the boy with the straying hands.
I went off through the crowd of dancing kids, passing a few I
knew and getting a sweet smile from some of the girls.
I had never thought I was a handsome man, getting girls just
seemed much more difficult to me than all my other friends. But I
was finding a lot of younger females smiling at me recently and
it was very disconcerting.
The night wore on and the party got heavy, the music slower and
the smell of alcohol wafted through the air. I was concerned, I
was sure that Ken and Ann-Marie wouldn't have allowed alcohol
into the party, so it must have been brought in by the kids. I
looked around for Ken and my ex-wife, finding them drunk and
passed out in the lounge. The maid was nowhere to be found and
several of the older boy's were in the corners of the main room,
their tongues down the throats of the girls they were with, their
hands either in their cleavage, or in their panties. I went
looking for Billie, not finding her anywhere and panicking. I
went up to the many rooms looking for her and finding my bedroom
door open. I looked inside and found little Annie, lying naked on
my bed, her clothes on the floor and her plump buttocks leaking
sperm. I went inside, closing and looking the door to
investigate, not wanting anyone to come in and find me in there
with her like that. I walked up to the bed and she raised her
head, looking up at me, whimpering. I sat on the bed and gently
stroked her smooth back, the glistening trail of semen oozing
from between her plump buttocks was actually making my cock
harden.
"It's OK, Honey. I won't hurt you." I soothed, "Who did this to
you?"
She didn't answer, just lay on her stomach looking expectantly up
at me.
"Who raped you, Sweetheart?" I urged.
She shifted under my hand and I suddenly found my fingers
touching her buttocks, making her gasp and close her eyes. My
cock raged now, hard and throbbing in my trousers.
I had evil thoughts about this child and started caressing her
meaty bottom, hearing her sigh and ball her arse up against my
hand. I couldn't believe it, she wanted me to touch her. I lost
control, getting up and removing my clothes. She stayed there,
looking at my cock as I stripped off. I sat back down and pulled
her over to me, bringing her face into my lap.
"Suck it, Honey!" I said softly, "Suck it for me!"
She opened her mouth and I gasped, feeling eager lips engulf my
cock. She sucked eagerly, I gasped again as I felt her strangely
experienced mouth taking more of me into her throat. She raised
up her body, lifting her big bottom into the air and angling her
body as she stared to suck my cock into her throat further and
further. I moaned as I felt her lips sliding down and down until
I was completely embedded in her face.
"Holy Shit!" I gasped and she started to suck my cock now, using
her mouth to fuck me.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me, what this eleven
year old was actually doing to me. She sucked my cock like a pro,
tonguing the head and then swallowing it all the way down her
tight, wet throat until I cried out and coated her tonsils with
my sperm. I leaned back, gasping as she slowly sucked her
wonderful mouth off my cock and sat up smiling at me.
"My turn, you wonderful little bitch!" I said, pushing her onto
her back and spreading her plump legs.
I pressed my mouth down on her fat pussy and started to tongue
her. She gasped and then moaned answer moaned as I ate her,
slipping my tongue between the plump folds of her pussy and
licking deep into her wet insides. She held my head as I tongued
her, tasted her. The music throbbing through the mansion serving
as a background to the things I intended to do to this child over
the next few hours.
I slipped my tongue into her and heard her moan loudly, flicking
her swollen slit until she cried out, digging her fingers into my
head. I quickly rolled her onto her stomach and rubbed my cock
between the meaty cheeks of her buttocks, finding her well-used
anus and pushing slowly in. She moaned and whimpered as I sank
all the way inside her bum, then I lay over her and started to
sodomised her slowly, feeling the tight tube of her anus gripping
me.
"Ooh! That is so nice!" I gasped into her ear, "You like it,
don't you?"
"Yessss!" she whimpered under me, delighting me. I hugged her
plump body and rolled her onto her side, pinning her against me
and buggering her.

The party was still in full swing when I came back downstairs,
trailing the sweet-arsed child beside me. She clung to my arm as
I found her sister dancing with a teen, Natalie pushed him aside
and shoved her sister at him.
"Here, go play with her!" she said over the music, "She's much
more your type."
The boy grinned and dragged the eleven year old, that I had spent
the past hour sodomising, away with him as the older girl came
into my arms, kissing my mouth.
"I was wondering when you'd get here." she smiled, pulling me off
towards the table of food.
"Where's my daughter?" I asked, looking around the room.
"Oh, she's dancing and having a good time. It is her party after
all." she said.
I felt my cock hardening again, the greedy appendage wanting this
gorgeous woman after reaming her little sister's tight little
bottom very recently. We stood watching her sister being
sandwiched between two eager boys who had their hands under her
dress in a corner of the room.
"Uh-oh!" she sighed and went off to see to them. I waited until
she came back and smiled at me.
"Where are you staying tonight:" I asked.
"Well, I was hoping to stay with you!" she smiled.
"I wouldn't mind at all!" I said.

Things started to slow down and I went off to find the maid. I
searched everywhere for her and then decided to check in the
other rooms that I hadn't gone through upstairs. I opened my
daughter's door to find another naked young girl sprawled on her
bed. She was crying and didn't even cover herself when I came in.
"Are you alright!" I asked.
"No! They raped me!" she sobbed.
"Do you want me to call the police?" I asked, very concerned.
"No, no please don't. My Mummy will be upset!" she cried getting
off the bed and coming over to hug my waist.
"Who did this to you?" I asked her, feeling my stupid cock
growing hard again.
"It was those Forest boys, Frank and Simon. They brought me up
here and made me do things with them. They did it to some of the
other girls too." she sobbed into my stomach.
She was not more than ten or eleven, small and no breasts. Her
body was smooth and sweet. I wanted to fuck her too suddenly.
"I'd really better tell your mother. She'd want to take you to
hospital to check for damage." I told her as I stroked her hair.
She squeezed my waist tighter.
"No! Please don't, she'll kill me... I..." she choked back her
sobbing and looked up at me. "I'll do anything you want! You can
do me as well, anything. Just don't tell anyone about this!"
I smiled down at her and took her over to the bed.

I went through the other rooms and found the maid, draped over a
bed. Her skirt was up over her hips and her panties were around
her knees. She was out cold.
I was tempted to shove my cock up her sexy bum, but I was tired
from the long session with that cute young girl in Billie's room.
I had cums twice in her bottom, tonguing her pussy to two orgasms
in between each session of sodomy. I really didn't have much left
and I wanted to save any sperm I had in my balls for the gorgeous
Natalie if she really did stay with me tonight.
I pulled the maid's panties up over her delightful rear and fixed
her dress, putting her to lay down properly on the bed. Then I
went back out to the hall and took delicious little Sofie Howard,
the girl I had spent time in Billie's room with, down to the
party.

Continued...




  
Party House 1