Chapter 16
	"What a crappy sleep," Olivia thought as she became aware of light streaming through her window.  Her body still ached, her tummy felt crampy, and it felt like her sheets were wrapped around her body all night.  To top it off, her underwear felt like they were glued to her skin.
	Kicking the covers off, Olivia understood why she felt like she'd been wrapped up in her sheets all night, her night gown was stretched tight across her chest.  "Oh no, please God no," she whispered as she sat up and looked down.  Her nightgown was tented out in front of her body by what could only be her breasts, only today they were larger than she ever thought possible.  "Dear God, what have I done?" Olivia whispered in disbelief at the shelf protruding from her chest.  Her hands reaching up to verify the obvious, her tits had blown up to ridiculous proportions.  At the same time, Olivia felt the squirting sensation from her crotch back again as her full weight came down on her bottom.  "I'm a mess," Olivia said out loud as she stood and walked over to her mirror and lifted her nightgown over her head.
	"Oh shit.  What the fuck am I going to do?" she said as she stared at her breasts.  The big dose of hormone pills she had taken the previous day had worked their magic, her tits had blown up overnight to a degree she would never have believed if not for the obscenity reflecting back in her mirror.  Her mother would be envious of the glorious orbs adorning her chest this morning.  If they were D-cups yesterday, they were at least one, if not two cup sizes larger today she figured.  Sure they looked spectacular, but there would be no hiding these gigantic tits from anyone, especially her mother.  "What's mom going to say when she sees these?  There's no way to explain this.  She's going to make me show them to her.  I gotta get this jewelry off," she thought as she gazed at the large breasts perched on the chest.  The diamond and golden nipple studs suddenly looked a lot smaller in proportion today with the enormity of her swollen breasts.
	Twisting the diamond caps off, Olivia pulled the little gold bars out of each nipple, instantly missing the look it gave her breasts.  "At least now if mom checks me, there'll be one less question to answer," Olivia thought as she put the diamond studs in her nightstand drawer.  Going back to her mirror, Olivia did something she hadn't done in almost a week, she did her "squeeze test" and found her tiny hands could barely cup her swollen tits, they were very firm to the touch, almost hard they were so swelled up.
	Thankfully they weren't sore like yesterday, a little tender because of how tight they felt, but not sore to the touch.  Speaking of sore, Olivia reached down and pulled her underwear free of her crotch and felt her labia, and amazingly they didn't hurt.  Last night her pussy had been pretty tender, today it seemed like it was perfectly fine, back to normal and ready for another busy day, not that she had any plans for today, but her pussy was ready nonetheless.  Checking her fingers, Olivia was surprised to see a creamy white residue on them.  Sniffing them she found they smelled like semen.  "That shouldn't be, I never have cum leaking out of me after a full night's sleep.  What the hell is going on with my pussy, why am I still leaking cum?"
	Standing in front of the mirror in just her underwear, Olivia had a million questions going through her brain that a normal twelve year old should never have to think about, not the least of which was how to continue hiding everything from her mother.  "I just gotta keep away from mom today and hope that with the pills all gone, these things go back down to normal.  Normal, ha, ha, what's normal for me now?  What's normal about anything I'm doing these days?  I fuck countless numbers of guys everyday for money, for drugs, and just for the fun of it.  Yeah pretty normal for a twelve year old, well, almost thirteen in three months."
	Noticing that she still had flecks of dried cum on her body, Olivia threw on her bathrobe and bunched it up in the front, trying to hide her gigantic tits as best she could as she headed for the bathroom.  Passing by her mom's room, Olivia was glad to see her mom still sleeping, at least she could avoid her for the moment.  "I got come up with a plan to get out of the house today so mom doesn't see my tits," she thought, hoping that her boobs would go back down now that she was done with the pills.
	A nice hot shower later, Olivia felt clean and fresh and was thankfully cum free for the moment as she closed the door to her room, her mom still sleeping soundly.  Grabbing one of the 34DD bra's she'd purchased the day before, Olivia strapped it on and found that she had indeed gone bigger, much bigger, the DD wasn't quite enough to hold her new large tits and her cleavage spilled over the top of the cups.  Pulling on one of her pairs of sexy bikini panties, Olivia sat down at her computer to check her email, something she hadn't done in days.  As her butt hit the seat, she felt the same squirting feeling coming from her crotch, and sure enough within a minute, fresh cum was leaking from her pussy.	"This is fucked up, where is this cum coming from?"
	Pulling her underwear down before yet another pair were coated in cum, Olivia stuck two fingers up her pussy and sure enough, her fingers were coated in creamy white goo.  Tasting her fingers, she was positive she still had cum up inside of her somewhere.  Sticking a finger in as far as she could go, Olivia was unable to reach the bottom of her canal.  "How the hell am I going to get to the bottom if my fingers aren't long enough?"  Realizing that the only way to get her fingers deeper was to get her fingers in farther, Olivia attempted to push more fingers in and push as much of her hand in as possible.  With the activity stimulating her own lubrication, combined with the small amount of cum, Olivia was able to finally get the four fingers of her hand inserted into her very tight, and very stretched tunnel.
	"What the fuck is that?" Olivia wondered as her finger tip came in contact with something at the end of her pussy.  "Oh yeah, the plug Reed put it, but what's that?" she wondered as her finger nail found the opening and sunk in a little.  "It's a hole.  But Reed said it was a plug.  Why would a plug have a hole?"
	Using her fingernails, Olivia was able to find the edge and get her nails underneath it.  Pulling gently, she could feel the little device resist her efforts.  It felt like she was pulling her insides out as she applied more pressure to the soft edge of the plug and felt it give a little, a little squirt of cum along with it.  "Now or never," she thought as she pulled hard on the device and felt it break free and pull out of her cervix, along with a gush of fluid.  The crampy feeling in her tummy instantly went away as the gush of fluid attempted to escape around her hand.
	"Oh shit!" Olivia gasped as she immediately released her grip on the plug and pulled her hand free, cupping her fingers over her vaginal opening.  Knowing that she just unplugged a gusher, Olivia looked around and saw her empty glass from last night's drink of milk, sitting on her nightstand.  Feeling the liquid starting to leak around her fingers, she grabbed the glass and let the flow release.   It was only a few ounces, but it was a few ounces of semen that was jammed up in her womb she realized.  As the flow reduced to a slow drip into the glass, Olivia reached up into her vagina and felt for the plug and finding it, pulled it free.  
	"How about that, it's hollow," she observed as she rolled the soft device around in her fingers.  "No wonder I had cum leaking out of me all night, this thing kept it all inside."  
	With all of the cum apparently done leaking out of her womb, Olivia held up the glass to examine the contents.  "So that's what a glass of cum looks like!" Olivia joked as she put it down on her nightstand and proceeded to pull her panties back into position.  Finding some comfortable shorts and a loose t-shirt, Olivia finished getting dressed and grabbed the glass of cum, intent on getting rid of it as fast as possible.  
        Opening her door, Olivia saw the bathroom door closed and heard the shower on and realized her mother was up.  "Oh shit, this t-shirt isn't going to hide these babies quite well enough," she thought as she turned around and walked over to her bed where she'd thrown her bathrobe.  
        "That's a little better," she thought as she looked at her appearance in the mirror.  The sound of the shower turning off go her attention back to the problem at hand, getting rid of the glass full of man seed.  "I Gotta get to the kitchen fast!" she thought as she hustled down the hallway.
        "Hi sweetie, how ya doing this morning?"
        "Aw shit..." Olivia thought as she continued down the hallway.
        "Hey, where ya going in such a hurry?" her mom asked as she stepped out into the hallway.
        "Nowhere mom, just taking some dirty dishes to the kitchen," she said as she turned around to face her mom, her hand holding the glass hidden behind her body.
        "Is that glass of milk fresh?"
        "Milk?  Uh yeah, it's fresh alright."
        "Well, give it to me if you aren't going to drink it."
        "What?"
        "I found your cereal bowl spilled all over the living room floor when I got home last night and it was a helluva mess.  I'm not going to have you making messes and wasting good food like that so if you aren't going to drink your milk, give it to me and I'll drink it." Lauren lectured to her normally very responsible daughter.
        "Uh no, I'll drink it," Olivia said as she turned her back on her mother and headed for the kitchen, looking down at the glass with the white creamy gel inside.  Intending to dump it into the sink, Olivia heard her mother's footsteps behind her and knew she had no choice.  "Bottoms up," she thought as she put the glass to her lips and tipped it back.  The semen had cooled and congealed into chunky globs as it filled her mouth.  Knowing she had just seconds to down the mass before her mother would be close enough to see the substance wasn't actually milk, Olivia chugged and swallowed as the best she could.  The sticky cum coated her teeth and went down much more difficultly than she expected.  It was one thing to drink down hundreds of cum shots straight from the source when it was still smooth and creamy and still warm; it was entirely another when it was cooled and congealed.  "What a way to start your day," Olivia thought.  She actually thought she could feel the chunks sliding down her throat.  As if her day wasn't already hard enough with her melon-sized tits, now she had a tummy full of cold sperm adding to her understandably souring mood.
        Gagging the last swallow down, Olivia turned on the tap and began rinsing the glass with hot water as she used her tongue to scrape the thick slime from her teeth.  Surprisingly, she found the remaining cum stuck like glue to the sides of the glass and knew she'd have to clean it off or her mother would realize it wasn't milk.  "Fuck, why is this stuff so sticky when it's cold?" she wondered as she squirted soap into the glass and let the water foam it up.
        "You don't need to wash it too honey," her mother said from behind her.  "You can just leave it for me to do, I don't mind.  I was a little harsh back there, I'm sorry."
        "It's okay mom, you're right," Olivia replied, her voice a little garbled from the slime still coating her throat.  "I should have cleaned up my mess last night.  I think I fell asleep in the chair and it must have fallen over.  I guess I was so tired, I woke up and went to bed, forgetting all about it," Olivia replied while leaning over the sink, her arms hopefully hiding the mass of breast tissue protruding from her chest.  
        "So what did you do last night?"
        "Just hung out with Stacy doing girl stuff, you know..."
        "I like Stacy, she's such as sweet girl."
        "All the guys fucking her think the same thing mom!  As a matter of fact, the hundred guys who fucked your daughter yesterday thought so too!" Olivia thought sarcastically, and with just a hint of annoyance mixed in.  "Um yeah, she is.  Speaking of Stacy, is it ok if I go over to her house this morning?"
        "Awww, I was hoping you'd like to hang out with your mom today."
        "I got pumpkins for tits, are you crazy woman!  I'm going to avoid you like the plague," she thought again.  "Please mom?"
        "Well... that's fine," her mom replied.  Secretly, Lauren was kinda glad she'd have some time to herself.  After the beach house "encounter" a fire had been lit inside Lauren Hastings.  Her dormant sex drive had been awakened and she was dying to put it to use.  With her work schedule, traditional methods like hitting the bar scene were out of the question, so she had subscribed to a more modern method.  Yesterday Lauren had gone online and had surfed around looking for a dating site she felt comfortable with.  After going through several regular sites, she found most of them were designed to find the "perfect" soul mate, and she wasn't looking for a husband.  She wanted to meet guys and if she felt the right vibe, maybe jump in the sack with one of them.  She ended up on one called Cougar Hunters that seemed to specialize in younger men looking for more mature women.  This was more of a hook-up-for-sex connection and it could be just what she was looking for.  Figuring she'd attract more interest if she showed off all her assets, the picture she selected for her profile showed off her ample bosom as well as her still-attractive face.
         Lauren was eager to check her email account and wanted to do it with some privacy, Olivia going over to her friend's house would be the perfect time for that.
         Satisfied she had scrubbed the sticky cum from the glass, Olivia put the glass in the dishwasher and headed for her room, satisfied she'd escaped her mother's watchful eye for both the soiled glass and her protruding chest.  Grabbing her cell phone she called Stacy's number and was pleasantly surprised when she picked it up right away.
        "Were your ears burning Liv?"
        "Why, should they be?"
        "I was talking with Phil, remember him?"
        "Steve's friend right?."
        "Yeah, I haven't seen him in like a week, and he wanted to know if we'd come over.  He's got a bag of weed and he has a pool."
        "So what, we show up and there's fifty guys waiting for us expecting a good time?"
        "No, I don't think so, but that that sounds like a great idea!"
        "No, stop there.  Not today, do you remember when we got home last night from the place?" Olivia whispered.  
        "Which place, the porn shop?"
        "Yeah, well... I kinda took the last of my medicine all in one shot and..."
        "And what?"
        "My tits blew up."
        "What do you mean?  Are they huge or something?"
        "Friggin' gigantic!  I just want to keep a low profile today and hope they go down now that my pills are all gone."
        "GET OVER HERE NOW!  I GOTTA SEE THEM!" Stacy shouted into the phone.  "I'm so totally going to do that too.  Fuck this two pills a day bullshit, I'm going to get mine right now and I'm gonna... wait, how many did you take?"
        "Five at once, but it made them really sore, plus they're really stretched tight, like overfilled water balloons.  I mean they feel rock hard they're so stuffed."
        "Alright, I'll only take four for now, but get over here right away, I gotta see those tits!"
        "Let me just put on my bathing suit and I'll be right over."
Olivia went through her drawers looking for a bathing suit that would cover her gigantic melons and found one of the string bikinis that she'd got from the clothing store the night Steve took her and Stacy out shopping.  It was white string bikini and it wasn't going to cover everything, but it would cover more than any of her other suits.  
         Stripping off the bathrobe and her clothes, she tied the bottom strap around her torso and slid it around.  Adjusting the triangular patches of fabric over her bloated breasts, Olivia tied the top straps behind her head and looked in the mirror to see plenty of breast-meat hanging out all over the place.  Anywhere other than a private backyard, the bikini top left little to the imagination and would be considered obscene.  Pulling the bottoms up her semi-naked body, Olivia was pleased that at least the bottoms fit well, although the thin material gave her a very visible camel-toe.
         Olivia sighed as she looked at the spectacle in the mirror.  She was perfectly sexy as a C-cup.  As a D-cup she looked even sexier, but bordered on being too Barbie doll-ish.  In her current DD-plus size, she looked like she should be doing porn movies, and not good ones either!  She'd done this to herself and had only herself to blame.   Her pissy mood only got worse as she looked in the mirror at what she'd done to herself.
        "Snap out of it Olivia.  Stop being such a downer," she thought.  "My tits are going to go back down in a day or two now that the hormones are all gone.  It'll be okay, just get through it as best you can.  Put a smile on your face and just do it you big baby!" she scolded herself.  
        Her sour mood was made just a little worse by the growing call from her brain and body for the white dust she'd been using to fuel her hormonally driven sex addiction.  The coke made her orgasms monumentally huge, and her constant use of the drug over the last few days was taking its toll.  She was edgy, and although she suspected it was just from the abuses she'd put upon her mind and body from the hormone pills and from all the sex, deep down inside she knew the white dust was calling and that just a little snort would make the edginess go away.
        Going to her closet, Olivia retrieved the smaller of the two baggies of coke and opened it up.  Dumping a small pile onto her desk, Olivia used the cut-up drinking straw she kept to snort up the little pile of powder.  The rush instantly hit her brain and suddenly everything was right again in the world.  Her big tits were no longer something she dreaded adorning her chest, they were sexy again, and begging to be touched and shown off.  Her edginess melted away as the drugs intoxicated her brain; it was like consuming joy.  The high was always followed by lots of sex, and her body involuntarily prepared for it, her nipples crinkling up, her pussy lubricating, awaiting the next intruder.
        Knowing Stacy's plans to go over to Phil's house would result in her having sex, the drugs told her brain that sex was exactly what she needed.  Removing the bikini, Olivia pulled her g-string back on and slipped her shorts back up her supple thighs.  Looking in the mirror Olivia knew that she was missing something and then she realized, her nipple studs were gone.  Figuring it was safe to put them back in, Olivia pulled them out of the drawer she stashed them in and poked them back through the holes.  If not for her precious high, it might have hurt putting them through two day old freshly pierced holes, but the little sting was quickly gone as she went about stuffing her enormous breasts into the too-small DD-cup bra.  Donning her loose t-shirt and packing her bikini in her backpack, Olivia slipped the baggy of coke in as well and grabbed a light jacket to wear.  It was much too warm for a jacket, but Olivia hoped she could get out the door without her mother noticing her boobs again.
        "See ya mom!" Olivia yelled as she headed out the door and went around the side of the house to grab her bike.
        Coming to the front door still in her own bathrobe, Lauren yelled out to her daughter as she began pedaling down the drive, "Are you coming home before I go to work?"
        "We're gonna hang out at Stacy's by the pool all day mom, so probably not!" she said as she waved goodbye and headed down the street.
        Lauren watched as her beautiful daughter rode away, happy that she had such a well behaved and trusted friend like Stacy.  Going back inside, Lauren practically sprinted over to the computer they kept in the spare bedroom and turned it on, surfing to the Cougar Hunters website.  She had twenty-eight new messages!  Reading through some of the first messages, Lauren was astonished at the boldness of some of the young men who'd responded to her profile.  The things they wanted to do to her shocked her rather innocent nature.  She was used to the old men in her care at work making passes at her, and she'd just chalked it up to them being dirty old men.
        These young men were saying things that were making her blush, and getting her pretty hot under the collar, not to mention and little moist "down there".  By the fifth response, Lauren had opened her bathrobe up and had her hand deep into her sensible full-cut panties.  Her untrimmed bush was coated with her excretions as she pleasured herself to the lewdness of these young men's comments.  They weren't all handsome, in fact only a few of them were, but they all had one thing in common, they really, really wanted to get to know Lauren Hastings.
        Nervously she responded to every one of the young men's messages.  To the gross ones, she pleasantly thanked them for their interest, but told them she had already met someone.  To the rest she'd requested their contact information and when she had time, she'd give them a call.  She already had her favorites picked out and added them to her "friends list".  She had no sooner clicked "add" to one of them when a small message box popped up on the screen from the same person she'd just added.  It was an instant message and the first one she'd ever received.
        They chatted for a while and before too long the young man had made some very suggestive comments and had her flustered and aroused at the same time.  It was all happening very fast and although the old Lauren would have never responded with some of the sexy and flirtatious replies, the new Lauren had.  Whether it was the excitement of the moment, or the fact the she had two fingers knuckle-deep in her pussy while they were chatting, Lauren found herself agreeing to meet the man that very morning for coffee.
         "What are you doing Lauren?  You just met this guy online.  Why are you agreeing to meet some guy you know nothing about?  Because I want to.  I want to have meaningless sex with a total stranger.  A HOT total stranger at that!" she said to herself as she scurried about putting on makeup and finding something sexy to wear.  Her closet was the epitome of bland and boring and nothing in there would be even remotely sexy.
        Waking into Olivia's room, Lauren wondered in any of her daughters clothes would fit.  She didn't really have anything sexy either, but maybe something would fit that would work for the moment.  Going through her drawer, Lauren found a few new skirts she hadn't seen before, and a few spandex numbers that she'd definitely never seen before!  "Where did Olivia get these?" she wondered, and why?  One of the skirts was very pretty and looked expensive and had an elastic waist that actually did fit, and looked really great on her.  While she was searching for a top she might be able to borrow, Lauren noticed the jar of cream that Dr. Sanders had prescribed and remembered how it made her pussy tingle that day at the beach.  "Hmmm, I wonder..." Lauren thought as she picked up the jar and walked to her bedroom.

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        Riding a bike stoned isn't the easiest thing in the world to do Olivia realized as she swerved along, heading towards her best friend's house.  The curb kept jumping out at her and the grass along the boulevard was a fuzzy blur as the coke worked its magic on her nervous system.  It made her pussy tingle as the soft but firm seat applied pressure to her loins.  Pressing her pelvis down onto the seat in "just the right way" was distracting her from the already difficult job of keeping her concentration on the road.  To make matters worse, the distinctive ring from her cell phone meant her mother was trying to reach her.  Pulling over, and rummaging for her phone, Olivia answered, "Hi mom, what's up?"
        "Hi honey, some boy just called, said he needed to speak to you right away.  He said he didn't have your cell phone number but said he was in your class, I took down his number.  Do you have it already?"
        "Who called?  What boy?"
        "He said his name was Jake.  I don't remember a Jake in your class?  Who is this boy?"
        "He's in the grade above mine.  I ran into him at the mall the other day, maybe that's why he's calling."  
        "Well, do you want the number or should I just throw it away?"
        In the back of her mind, warning bells were ringing loudly.  Even in her completely stoned state last night, there was no doubt that Jake knew it was her, Olivia Hastings he was fucking, the school princess, and that she loved every inch of his cock.  Not wanting to raise any alarm bells with her mother and have Jake calling her mother again, Olivia responded, "Sure mom, I'll just call him and find out what he wants.  Can you text me his number?"
        "Sure thing honey.  Have a fun day."

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        "Jake, it's Olivia, you called?" she said, still straddling her bike and standing with one foot on the curb and one on the road.
        "Cinderella, how's it going?  You feeling good today?"
        "Uh yeah, why?" she asked nervously.
        "Did you have a good time at the ball last night?"
        "Jake, what are you talking about?" she asked, knowing full well he was trying to get her to admit to taking part in their little orgy last night.
        "You know, Cinderella at the ball.  You know the story right?"
        "Uh yeah, what about it?"
        "Well, Cinderella lost a glass slipper fleeing from the ball.  You left both of your glass slippers at my house when your pimp ran your ass out the door last night.  Care to come over and get your glass slippers, or should I take them to your house and tell your mom you left them at my house?"
        Olivia was quite familiar with being blackmailed and was getting tired of the threats, even though his threat did carry some weight.  "Jake, tell you what, I'll make you a deal, I'll come over to your house and maybe once in a while I'll fuck you, but I'll do it on my terms and only when I say!  You aren't the only one who can make threats you know.  I know people that can make your life very unpleasant!  That work for ya?" she bellowed into the phone, not caring if anyone around her heard her rather crude discourse.
        Doing his best to keep up the bravado, Jake replied, "You better get over here now and prove it or I'll tell everyone at school you're a slut and that you fucked just about every guy in the school."
        "Look jerk, I made you a legitimate offer, so are you gonna shut up and take the deal, or should I call my bodyguard to come over to your house and beat the shit out of you?"
        "Fine, are you coming over now?" he asked with just a wee bit too much eagerness in his voice.
        "I gotcha, I got the control, not you, you little shit," she thought as she agreed to stop over on her way to Stacy's house.  He was, after all, conveniently on the way to her house.  I quick little wham bam and she'd be on her way in no time.
        Knocking on Jake's door, it seemed like a bad dream as it had only been a little over twelve hours since she'd walked out of here, her holes thoroughly violated by a house full of teen boys.  Opening the door was Jake and his shit-eating grin, "Come on in princess."
        Entering the house, Olivia saw that they'd done very little to clean up the mess they'd made from the party, garbage was strewn about and empty bottles of all sorts still littered the floor.  Fortunately the house seemed deserted as Olivia hadn't really thought about what she'd do if anyone else had been there, especially someone she recognized.  Then again, she'd spent such a short amount of time with the mask on, and most of it with the blindfold on.  Most of the faces she'd briefly seen had blurred together anyway, and she doubted she'd remember anyone but her schoolmates, and that was plenty enough.  Jake hadn't been kidding when he said she'd fucked just about every guy in her school, she had, and only he and she knew it.  Even blindfolded, it was easy to tell her schoolmates from Jake's brother's friends, their dicks were so little in comparison.  Jake's dad on the other hand had put them all to shame with the great big monster he was packing.   "I wonder if he's home?" she thought.  Memories of his big cock filled her mind as Jake led her over to the couch.
        "Why don't you strip down for me?  I'd love to see that beautiful body of yours naked on my couch again."  It wasn't really a question as much as a command as Jake watched Olivia shift her weight from one foot the other, her body language telling the tale of her uncertainty.  
        "Look Jake, I have some place I have to be right now, how about a blow job?"
        "A naked blow job?  At least let me see you naked."
        "Fine," Olivia replied and began to quickly undress as she watched Jake fumbling with his own clothing, shedding it as quickly as he could.  Within seconds, both were naked and Jake's hands quickly found their way to Olivia's body.
        "I said a blow job, and you agreed right?" she said as she batted his hands away from her tits.
        "Sorry, couldn't help myself," Jake said as he stared at what were much larger breasts than she was sporting the previous night.  "What happened to your tits, they're so much bigger than last night?  What did you do to them?"
        "Nothing.  If you're just going to keep asking questions, I'm outa here."
        "Sorry, where do you want me, on the couch?"
        "Yeah, that's fine."
        "How about if I sit like this and then you can lie on the couch next to me?" he gestured as he took a seat on the end of the couch, giving Olivia lots of room to spread out.  His cock was already pointing skyward as he waited for Olivia to work her magic on his dick again.  
        Hoping to get out of the creepy place as quickly as possible, Olivia dropped her head down into the boys lap and took his penis into her experienced mouth.  Sucking him in deep, she went to work with both her hand and her mouth, stroking the hard flesh-pole, hoping to get him off right away.  His hands immediately went to work crawling all over her body, rubbing her breasts and tweaking her nipples which hardened in the cool air.  
        If he was trying to get a reaction out of her, it was working.  Olivia loved having her nipples toyed with, and even though she still found Jake a little repulsive, not because of his looks or his physical appearance, he was still a boy she went to school with, and even though she'd fucked him already, she still had that thin barrier in her mind she didn't want broken (again).     Fucking an unseen cock with a blindfold on was easy to deny, having to look up into the eyes of a boy you pass in the halls at school was entirely different.
        Jake's one hand worked its way down to Olivia's pussy and began working his fingers into her folds.  The stimulation from the bike ride had left her moist, and the dick in her mouth was doing nothing but making it leak even more, despite the boy it belonged to.  It was so hot and wet, and seemed like it was begging for attention.  Jake's ministrations were eliciting a constant moaning from the beautiful blond that tickled his cock as she sucked up and down on it.  He was going to lose it in just a matter of seconds and he couldn't do anything to stop it, her blow jobs were just that good.  Not that Jake was an expert on the subject, but Olivia seemed to really know what she was doing.
        "Yeah, suck that cock, you know you love it.  Don't you slut?"  No response.  "Admit it slut, you love sucking cock, don't you?" he said a little louder.
        Olivia nodded her head as her arousal increased.  Yeah, she was going to let him fuck her.  There wasn't much she wouldn't be interested in doing once she got aroused.  He wasn't very good at playing with a pussy, but he could be taught she thought, and it was enough to get her turned on to the point where she'd be game for anything.  Like a good slut, she didn't turn down sex with anyone, not if they asked anyway.
        "Why don't you get up and fuck me now," Jake ordered.  
        Complying, Olivia lifted her head from his swollen member and climbed up on his lab, straddling his legs.  Grabbing his stiff pole, Olivia guided it to her pussy and rubbed it up and down the length of her slit, greasing his cock with her pussy juice.  Pushing back against the tip of his cock, her vaginal opening swallowed him up inch by inch.  Dropping her hips down drove his tool in as deeply as his thirteen year old cock could manage.  "In time he might get as big as his dad," she thought.
        "So how long have you been fucking Olivia?"
        "Not long," she sighed as her practiced movements kicked in, her slick pussy riding up and down on his member like it was the most natural thing in the world to do.  "Like maybe a week or so."
        "How many guys have you fucked?  I mean, last night there must have been like thirty of Johnny's friends plus the guys from our school.  That must have been like fifty or more.  That's a ton of guys."
        "I don't know how many guys, I was blindfolded last night."
        "Yeah, but aside from last night, how many have you done?  Like ten or more?"
        "Oh yeah, plenty more than that," she giggled.  The notion that she'd only fucked ten other guys made her laugh.  The truth was, she'd fucked so many she really had no concept of how many guys she'd fucked.  The previous nine days had blended together with all the fucking so that one day seemed just like the next, some days it was only a handful, other days like yesterday, it was an endless stream of guys.  
        "Over twenty?  I mean twenty more than those guys from last night?"
        "I think I did like a hundred yesterday."
        "Holy shit!  You fucked like a hundred different guys yesterday?" he asked incredulously.
        "Yep."
        "Is that the only time you've fucked that many in a day?"
        "Nope."
        "So you've fucked that many more than once?"
        "Yep," she sighed again as she picked up the pace.  Olivia wanted to get an orgasm and the twenty-questions was starting to distract her from achieving her goal.  "Pinch my nipples will ya?  It'll make me cum faster," Olivia spoke as she mashed her pussy down onto his pelvis, stimulating her clitoris as much as she could.
        "You've fucked hundreds of guys more than once!  So what, you've fucked like two hundred, three hundred, five hundred?"
        "I don't know, stop asking so many questions."
        "Can I invite some of the guys over here for the next time you come over then?"
        "I dunno, maybe," she replied as she felt her orgasm getting closer and closer.  His efforts on her nipples still showed his inexperience, but it was getting the job done enough to get her to the brink.  
        "I'm gonna cum," Jake shouted out as he felt the hot velvet glove enveloping his cock suck the cum right out of him.  
        A second later Olivia felt her orgasm release as she felt Jake's pulsing cock shoot his seed into her fuck tube.  Collapsing onto the boy, Olivia felt her breasts crushing up against his thin chest.  He was still just a boy, but his cock would do in a pinch the slut in her concluded.
        "Can we do that again?" Jake asked.
        "I gotta go, some other time."
        "Did you mean what you said a minute ago?"
        "About what?"
        "Inviting some of the guys over to fuck you too."
        "I don't know if that's such a good idea..."
        "That's not a "no"."
        "I guess it's not," Olivia replied as she grabbed her g-string off the floor and started pulling it on followed by her shorts.  Her boobs spilled over the top of her bra but it would have to do until they hopefully shrunk back down a little, or until she could get bigger bras.  "What's bigger than a DD?" she wondered as she saw Jake sitting there, his cock still mostly hard.  He looked like a lost puppy, not knowing what to do as the hottest girl he'd likely every get to be with, dressed in front of him preparing to walk out the door.  "Maybe, how's that?" she suggested as a smile lit up on his face from ear to ear at the prospect of fucking her again, maybe even his friends too.
        "Fucking awesome.  Can we do it tomorrow?"
        "Nope.  If and when, I'll decide, not you, okay?"
        "Fine," he replied, knowing that if she was considering fucking his friends, and her schoolmates, that any power he thought he had over her was gone.
        "Where are my shoes from last night?"
        "In my room down the hall, on the bed."
        Olivia found the shoes just like he'd said, and threw them in her bag and headed out the door towards Stacy's house, leaving a contented Jake sitting on the couch still naked.

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        Lauren hadn't been this nervous since she'd gone into labor with Olivia.  The car ride over to Starbucks was about a half an hour, but it seemed to fly by as she found the agreed upon location.  He'd beat her there and judging by the look on his face as she approached, she was everything her profile picture offered and more. He was a handsome guy who looked to be in his mid-twenties, tousled brown hair and a carefree face.  He looked like he could have stepped out of an ad for Hilfiger or something.  The look he was giving off suggested she was a piece of meat and he was a starving wolf.  It was turning her on, and she hadn't even gotten to the table yet.
        "Hi, I'm Lauren," she said as she offered her hand.
        Ignoring her hand, he leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek.  Lauren could smell his cologne, it was light and breezy and for some reason made her think of the beach.  The beach, she got fucked at the beach.  She didn't remember much from the event, but she knew that she got fucked and that it had ignited the spark that had led to this meeting, and she knew that this guy stood a pretty good chance of getting fucked to.
        Lauren couldn't even recall if she'd drank her coffee as her focus returned to the guy pounding into her sopping pussy.  She was on her back at a Motel 6 with her "coffee date" thrusting into her, his latex-sheathed cock piercing her pussy with an animal passion that sometimes only "stranger-sex" can offer.  They were rutting like animals in heat.  Inhibitions were left at the door as the two rolled around fucking, sucking, licking, and groping in as many positions as they could work in.  
        Lauren had never enjoyed sex with her husband and all she recalled from the beach house, was that she'd fucked that kid, what was his name again?  She was really sore all over that night and into the next day, even her butt hurt.  "Did he put his penis in my butt?" she'd wondered.  She'd been sore enough that she'd wondered if more than one boy had had sex with her.  She'd know after this encounter as this guy was really fucking her pussy good, and for the first time that she could recall, she was enjoying it, no loving it was more accurate.

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        Olivia parked her bike up against the side of Stacy's house and went inside.  By now Jake's cum had dripped down into her g-string and had thoroughly coated the thin strip of material.  "Maybe Reed's plug isn't such a bad idea after all.  At least it keeps the cum from soaking through my underwear when I wear any, or from running down my legs if I don't," she thought as she walked up to the front door and knocked.
        A few minutes later Phil answered the door and gave Olivia a big hug.  She hadn't seen him since her second day of fucking and truthfully wouldn't have remembered his face if Stacy hadn't said he'd be over.  All the faces had kinda blended together over the last nine or ten days, just like all the dicks pretty much looked the same these days.  She'd had more in the last week than what ten women would see in a lifetime, and they were only a week into their summer break.  "How many guys will I have fucked by the time school starts up again?" she wondered as Phil led her upstairs towards Stacy's room.
        Stacy was laying there naked, her prominent boobs sticking up from her chest.  "What do you think Liv?  Uh, I took your advice and popped like four pills last night and another four this morning.  It's like fucking magic, they blew up like yours did, only I still got a long way to go to get to your size.  Speaking of, holy shit!  They did get fucking huge overnight!  Take your top off and show me!"
        Stacy was right on both counts, both of their tits were noticeably bigger, Stacy's probably a C-cup now and looking mighty fine she thought too.  Her pupils looked dilated, she was stoned again, probably on the same thing she'd snorted herself.  Stacy was just casually laying there completely nude, and from the look of her pussy, she and Phil had been fucking when she knocked on the door.  
        Phil dropped his shorts down to the floor and climbed back on top of her best friend, his cock searching out her well-fucked cunt.  Stacy spread her legs and happily welcomed him back into her velvety confines.  Olivia had seen Stacy get fucked hundreds of times and thought nothing of it as she watched the two coupling in front of her.  Within minutes Stacy was screaming out her obvious satisfaction at Phil's efforts.  The trait apparently ran in the family as Olivia could hear the distinct sounds of sex coming through the alls. 
       "Who's that?" she said gesturing to the next room.
Steve and Katy.  She usually doesn't get together with him until after lunch, but she's doubling up on her pills too and she said she's extra horny today and since Phil was coming over, he tagged along.
        "Oh.  So what are we doing today?  I thought you said something about weed and a pool?" Olivia asked as she started peeling off her shorts, intent on getting the sticky g-string out of her crack.  
        "Hey can I have some of that?" Phil asked looking at Olivia's golden fleeced pussy as she finished dropping the sopping g-string to the floor.
        "I don't mind as long as you don't mind," Stacy said as she patted Phil on the ass.
        "Yeah sure," Olivia replied as she finished undressing and joined the two on the bed, laying down on her back next to her friend.  Olivia watched Phil lifted up off of Stacy and guided his hard cock, slick with Stacy's pussy juices into her own pussy, still wet from her own secretions and the last dregs of Jake's cum.
        A half hour later, Phil had dumped two loads into Olivia's pussy and none in Stacy's for some unknown reason, as he climbed off and announced they should get going over to his house.
        Stacy wanted to do another two lines of coke and Olivia joined her as her body was craving it.  Her little hit from before had completely worn off.  It was just a little for fun she told herself, as her brain cooked in the glory of the intoxicant.
        Olivia perched her ass over the toilet before dressing, hoping Phil's cum would drip out so she didn't have another soiled crotch.  "I shoulda worn a skirt instead of these shorts," she thought as she heard the little splashes from the cum as it leaked out and hit the water below her.  Not wanting to make a mess of her bikini bottoms just yet, Olivia pulled up her shorts commando style and put on her bikini top, as much as she could fit into it, and pulled her t-shirt on over top.
        Stacy stuffed her ripe body into the skimpiest bikini Olivia'd ever seen and didn't even bother to put a t-shirt on to cover up her boobs as they attempted to bust out of the skimpy top.  The three walked out of her room and banged on Katy's door yelling that it was time to go.
        Piling into Phil's car, the five made the short drive in a matter of minutes and as they pulled up to Phil's house, Olivia saw by the number of cars present, they weren't the first ones there.  Heads turned when the pair of girls walked in as the guys got a look at what little Stacy had on.  She played it up as only Stacy knew how, strutting by, her bigger tits thrust out for all to see, her hips swaying in an over-exaggerated manner.  It was comical but they guys enjoyed it.  The smell of pot clung in the air and Olivia recalled the first time she smoked pot, it was the night Steve popped her cherry and the start of "all this".  She liked the high from pot, not quite as much as coke, but they each had their merits as she made a bee-line for the first roach she saw being passed around.  Plunking down on the couch next to the last guy to toke, Olivia grabbed what was left of the joint and puffed in a lung-full.  It burned and she coughed three of four times, but it felt good and she thought she could already feel the high starting to kick in.
        Grabbing her cell phone, Olivia called her mother to let her know she would be staying at Stacy's until after dinner, well, that's what she intended to do except that her mother never answered their home phone.  Calling her cell, Olivia got her voice mail and left her the message.  "I wonder where mom is?" she wondered as she put the phone away and got back to smoking weed.

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        Lauren Hastings was having the time of her life, they'd gone through four condoms already and the young stud kept asking her if he could go bareback since he knew he wouldn't be able to cum again.  Against her better judgment she relinquished and let him try it, and it felt so much better than the clinical cock-jacket the condom offered.  "I'm going to have to get birth-control cause this feels so much better, so much more intimate," she thought as he humped away.
        So much had happened in the few hours she'd been in the room with the guy.  His name was Randy and he'd schooled her on the art of giving head and even convinced her to let him shave her crotch using the toiletries the motel desk was able to provide.  She was slick and smooth as a baby's bottom "down there" and Randy loved it.  He ate her out to orgasm after orgasm and that was a new experience, and one she could get very addicted to as her thoughts returned back to the present.  
        He had her legs bent up around her head as he perched above her, driving his cock straight down into her upturned pussy.  Lauren had a perfect view of his unsheathed cock as he slammed it into her pussy repeatedly.  "Yeah, I could really get used to this," she thought as his muscular body kept up the rhythm, his hand rubbing her exposed clit driving her closer to another orgasm.  Lauren has lost count of how many orgasms she'd had already as she wondered how long they'd been going at it for.  Looking over at the clock, it was shortly after one o'clock.  "Holy shit, I got to go!  I need to be at work in an hour!"
        "Hold on a second, I'm almost there," he said as he thrust into her quim a few more times before pulling out and shooting a few gobs of semen down onto her tits, and then stuffing his pulsing cock back into her pussy, finishing off the last of his cum into her pussy.
       "Did you just cum in me?" Lauren asked.
       "No babe, I was finished, there wasn't much there," he said lying through his teeth.  Every guy just loves shooting his load into a woman's pussy, shooting your cum into a condom almost feels like a sin and he knew damn well the bulk of his cum-shot was now sitting in the bottom of her pussy.  "I just love the feel of your pussy, it's really tight for a woman of your age."
       "Gee, thanks for the compliment," she said as she rolled her eyes.  "A woman of my age, nice," she thought, as the young man uncoupled his wilting cock from her shaven pussy, allowing her legs to drop back down onto the soiled mattress for the first time in almost half an hour.  "What he lacked in tact, he made up for with his fucking prowess," she reasoned.  
       "I'm sorry, I mean you're super hot, and you fuck like a teenager.  It was a compliment even though maybe it didn't sound like it."
        "It's okay, that was really fun, I really had a good time."
        "Cool, maybe we can hook again some time."
        "Yeah, I'd like that," she replied.  "Like tomorrow!" she thought as her pussy was still tingling from the workout he'd given it.
        Driving home quickly knowing she wouldn't have much time to get cleaned up, Lauren checked her phone and got Olivia's message about not being home until after dinner.  "She's such a good responsible girl, I hope she never turns out like her randy mother," she giggling as the after-glow of her first "hook-up" warmed her all over.  "I definitely have to do this again and I definitely need to call Dr. Sanders and get some birth control, those condoms take all the fun out of it."

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        Olivia finished up her last toke and left the disappointed guys on the couch as she looked for a bathroom to change in.  It was pretty funny she thought as she left the room, she'd probably fucked some of the these guys already, and she'd spent just about as much time naked as clothed in the last week, and here she was looking for a bathroom to change into, knowing that she'd probably just end up naked on her back getting fucked in a short while anyway.
        The bathroom was occupied so Olivia found the nearest vacant bedroom and pushed to door mostly closed and stripped her shorts off, digging her bikini bottoms out of her bag.
       "Hey beautiful, got time for an old friend?"
        It was Steve, and he was standing there rubbing his cock through his swimsuit.
       "What about Katy?  Won't she be mad if you fuck me?"
       "That's the slut I know and love.  "No" isn't even in your vocabulary is it?" he said as he fished his cock out of his swim trunks, the flesh pole already starting to salute his gorgeous neighbor.
       "What if I said no?  Then what would you do, rape me?" she said as she stared through foggy eyes at his hand gently stroking his cock to life.  It was mesmerizing, watching a cock spring to life, going from a limp noodle to a tool she used to gain the greatest pleasures from.  "I'm such a slave to it, why can't I say "no"?" she thought as she could feel her pussy getting ready for it, lubing up like Pavlov's dog at the hint of a meal.
        "Rape you?  What are you talking about?  You live for cock, I can see it in your face.  You want it and you know it.  Get over here on your knees and suck me," Steve said as he closed the door completely.  Watching, cock in hand, the blond slut he'd created dropped her shorts and crossed the short distance between them, her hips swaying, her blond pubes adorning her sweet pussy that had pleasured hundreds of guys in the short time since that night he caught her masturbating.
       Olivia grabbed his cock by the root and sucked his tumescent member into her mouth, just like she'd done so many times to so many guys.  The groan she heard from above was music to her ears and a smile spread across her face confirming what she already knew, guys loved the way she sucked cock.  It was such a practiced movement, she was sure she could suck a guy off in her sleep.  She could feel the veins standing out on his meaty tool, it wasn't as big as his father's, but it was a really nice size as the bulbous head reached the back of her throat before disappearing down with ease.  Her tongue massaged the underside of his cock feeling the bloated ridge that ran the length of his cock up to the purple tip.
       "Fuck that feels good.  I swear you could deep-throat a baseball bat the way you take me down so easily."
       "DeShawn felt like a baseball bat!" she thought as she worked Steve's more normal-sized cock into her throat with ease.
       "Jump up on that bed, I haven't felt your pussy in days," Steve ordered.
Olivia stood up and sauntered over to the bed, her pert round ass drawing Steve's gaze as she followed his instructions.  "That has to be the finest ass ever created," he thought as he fisted his cock watching the beauty before him climb up onto the bed and spread her legs invitingly.  She was the slut he created and she was the sweetest piece of fuck-meat he'd ever sunk his cock into.  Katy was really pretty and her sexy little body was killer, but Olivia Hastings was perfect in every way and could take a mile of cock and still be hungry for more.  As horny as his Katy was, he doubted she'd ever be able to keep up with the likes of Olivia Hastings, she was a true super-slut.
        "That's my little slut, ready for my cock.  Ask me for it, beg me for it," he ordered.
        "Please Steve, fuck my tiny little pussy with your big cock.  Split me open," she teased as she rubbed her finger up and down her slit, playing with the seeping moisture that was coating her labia.
        "Pull your pussy open, show me how wet you are."
        "This is new," she thought as she followed his direction and used her finger tips to pull open her labia exposing her pink clitoris and her puckered little vaginal opening.  "Most guys just want to slam it into me.  I like this little game so far," she thought as she gave Steve the sexiest look she could muster.
        "Pull your shirt up and show me those beautiful tits you're hiding under there."
        Letting go of her labia, Olivia pulled her shirt up and over her head and untied her bikini top, releasing her over-stuffed breasts.
        "Damn girl, you really did take all those pills didn't you?"
        "Yeah, popped the last five at dinner time last night," she said as she lightly rubbed her fingertips over her erect nipples, teasing the buds and stimulating her sex drive.  
        "They look amazing by the way.  I told you, you needed to go bigger, and I was right," Steve said as he climbed up onto the bed between Olivia's thighs.  "I've been looking forward to fucking your sweet pussy again for days now," he said as he slid his head up and down her moist lips, before easing his way in.  "Fuck, you have the sweetest pussy ever made.  You're always so hot and wet," he said as he started rhythmically sawing his cock into her pussy.  Steve's chest pressed up against her overly large breasts, the little diamond studs catching occasionally in his chest hair.
       Olivia was always an attentive and enthusiastic lover, and fucking Steve was as comfortable as putting on an old pair of sneakers as she settled into a rhythm pushing her hips back in time with his thrusts as the two got into it.  Her mouth finding his as her passion increased, his thrusts rubbing up against her swollen clitoris and sending sparks running through her stoned brain.

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        Wondering what had happened to her boyfriend, Katy Bennett left the pool and entered the house looking for Steve.  He said he was just going inside to use the bathroom, but that was over twenty minutes ago.  She was well aware that Steve had spent a considerable amount of time fucking her little sister and her best friend Olivia, and with her little sister laying only a few feet away, and Olivia nowhere in sight, warning bells were going off in her head.  
        The stoners were still there in the living room and the bathroom was empty, the kitchen was crowded but no Steve in sight.  The bells were ringing louder as she headed down the hallway towards the bedrooms.  What would she do if she found Steve fucking Olivia?  It wasn't like they'd agreed not to fuck anyone else; heaven knew Katy had her only little "situation" going on that she'd been able to keep secret so far.  So even if he is fucking her, it's not like I can be too mad she reasoned as she approached the first closed bedroom door and heard the unmistakable sounds of sex.  It was definitely Steve behind the door, she was familiar enough with the noises he made during sex that there was no doubt it was him she was hearing.  Silently Katy opened the door and peaked inside, sure enough it was her boyfriend slamming his dick home into her little sister's best friend Olivia.  
        "Well, what's good for the goose, is good for the gander," she reasoned as she left the two lovers alone, and headed back outside to find herself a suitable replacement fuck.  She wasn't trying to hurt Steve per se, but what's fair is fair, and she ought to give him a little of his own medicine.  Although with all the "medicine" Roger had given her in the last two days, a revenge fuck was completely unwarranted.
        Katy's little secret was one she didn't completely understand.  The night out at the bowling alley had rendered two new presences in her life, a new boyfriend in Steve, and a relationship as a sex slave was the best way she could describe it, to the man who gang-fucked her in the bathroom.  The big burly man named Roger had shown up on her doorstep the morning after the bowling alley incident and had requested she join him in his van out front.  He must have been waiting for her parents to leave as no sooner had they left, than the man was calling her cell phone and announcing he was standing on her front porch.
        Scurrying down the stairs still in her pajamas, Katy found the hulk of a man sure enough, standing on her porch.  She didn't recall giving him her address and phone number, yet here he was in the flesh and before she knew it, he was pulling her down their private driveway towards his beat up looking Ford Econoline full-sized van.  
        It was a blur after that, he showed her the photos he had taken of her having sex with him and his friends, and before she knew it, he was stripping her clothing off and laying her down on the mattress in the back of the van.  She was barely prone before he'd locked his mouth onto her pussy and starting eating her like a starving man.  The feeling was unlike anything she'd ever felt before and it was heaven.  Her pussy had recovered quite remarkably from the previous night's use and his oral attention was driving her crazy with an orgasm quickly approaching.  
        With her orgasm still coursing through her, the large man shimmied up and planted his thick cock up against her shaven pussy (thanks to Steve and Stacy) and pushed his way in.  A virgin just the day before, it was a tight fit and if not for the copious lubrication brought on by her orgasm, the meat monster likely would have caused her quite a bit of pain.  At least the night before she had been stoned thanks to her sister and the drugs in the cream, and any pain she might have felt were drowned out by the chemical cocktail in her body.
        Today she was neither stoned nor ready for the monster that was pushing its way into her tight vagina.  The man was nearly three times her size and his cock was proportionate making it seem like a baseball bat trying to force its way in.  A minute later and after some huffing and puffing, the big meat stick was planted all the way inside.  Katy felt trapped under the big man, pinned down by the pole stretching her out so severely.  He was gentle enough to let her get used to the intruder before he started picking up the pace.  By the time he shot his semen into her, he was really pounding into her with force.  It felt like he was trying to push her through the bottom of the mattress, and by the end, the discomfort was gone and it started feeling pretty good.  That was two days ago, and he'd shown up each morning since with the same routine, he made her cum and then he pounded into her pussy with his great big cock and left her with a pussy full of his semen.  
        She'd been able to keep it a secret because Stacy was never an early riser like herself, and he always showed up right after her parents left for work.  Roger had already told her he was going to have her start coming over to his house so they could fuck in something more comfortable than the back of a van.  And he also said he was going to invite his friends over so they could have a little reunion of sorts.  Katy wasn't sure what to think.  Three straight days of fucking Roger in his van had left her with mixed emotions.  The first day she had been scared at first and by the end, quite satisfied sexually.  The second day she was able to get into it a little more, and by this morning, the third day, it was hot.  She fucked him twice and rode on top of him to two consecutive orgasms before he told her he had to get going to work and spilled his cum into her pussy and kicked her out of the van.
        Katy didn't know what it was about Roger, he was old enough to be her dad, and she wasn't attracted to him in a boyfriend sort of way, but he turned her on and made her feel very sexy and very horny.  She'd fucked him on four occasions, and they'd all been very unconventional, in a bathroom once and in the back of a van three times, but it made her hot and she was looking forward to whatever the man had planned for her.  He was definitely very domineering and she felt obliged to satisfy him in any way he ordered.  And she would, whatever he asked her to do, she was convinced she would do it.
        Now here she was at a pool party being hosted by her boyfriend's best friend, and she was on the prowl to find a fuck for herself since Steve couldn't keep his cock out Olivia.  She couldn't really blame him, Olivia was a fox and she liked to fuck.  She was beautiful and had an amazing body that all the guys lusted for.  "Still, I think I'm pretty hot too," Katy said silently as she strutted out into the backyard, her boobs starting to sprout from the drugs Dr. Sanders had given her.  Like her sister, Katy had double dosed herself last night and this morning and aside from making her incredibly horny, she'd seen the overnight miracle as the breast fairy had delivered giving her real boobs for the first time ever.  She was still only an A-cup, but they were there and growing still.  She could feel the increased sensitivity and the taught tissues from the swelling that had taken place.  It was amazing, and she felt amazing as her body was accelerating towards becoming a woman much faster than nature had intended.  It was time to put that body to use as Katy picked out the guy she wanted to fuck.
        It took very little discussion to convince the guy she was serious about her intentions as she led him into the bedroom next to Steve and Olivia, and proceeded to fuck the guy with wild abandon.  
        One thing the Bennett girls have in common is their preference to vocalize loudly during sex and it didn't take Steve and Olivia long to realize they weren't the only ones having sex.  The moans and groans and "oh yeahs" and "fuck me's" came through the wall as if they were paper-thin.
        "Oh shit," Steve said as he stopped his hips in mid-thrust, and listened closely.
        "What is it?" Olivia asked on the verge of yet another orgasm.  She and Steve had been fucking for at least half an hour or more, before the two of them heard the noise coming from the next room.
        "I think that's Katy," he said.
        "I thought you said she wouldn't care if we fucked?"
        "Well I assumed she wouldn't...?" he said knowing full well he was busted and that Katy's pussy was being stuffed full of revenge.  "Maybe I was wrong.  Oh well, I hope she isn't too mad," he said as he resumed his fucking motion.  "Can't do anything about it now, might as well keep going and hope she isn't too pissed," he said as he continued plowing into Olivia's overheated and super amazing feeling pussy.  He'd already spilled his seed once and was working hard to deposit a second load.  He'd fucked Katy this morning twice, and was reaching the limits of his virility, for the moment at least.
        Olivia knew few limits to her sexuality.  The hormones pills she'd been taking may have reached their end, but she still loved to fuck and the hard cock pounding into her felt amazing as her orgasm was building.  The pot made her head all swimmy and the "time travel" she felt made their current fuck seem like it had gone on for hours.  Her three previous orgasms had been wonderful, though not quite as good as the coke fueled ones, but each one made her crave the next one.  
        When she woke this morning, Olivia had the idea that she would take it easy today, give her poor pussy a break from all the action it had seen lately.  Between the graduation party and the bachelor party, she'd fucked a ton of guys and by the time DeShawn dropped her off at home, she was pretty sore in all her holes.  "Well Steve and Jake only make two guys so far today, that's not so many...," she thought as her thoughts started drifting away as Steve's cock starting pulsing inside her pussy.  
        "Thanks babe, you still have the sweetest pussy I ever fucked...," Steve said as he saw Olivia's eyes roll back in her head.  "Yeah, you're pretty fucking stoned," he laughed as he slipped his deflating cock out of her slick hole.  Throwing his clothes on, Steve left the passed out Olivia spread out naked on the bed and went to see if he could salvage his relationship with his girlfriend.

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        "Ahhhhhh!" Olivia screamed as the water shocked her back to consciousness.  Instinctively she sucked in a breath only to find a mouthful of water waiting to fill her mouth and lungs.  Her eyes opened underwater to find her naked body in the shallow end of the pool, her feet quickly finding the bottom as the coughing started.  Hands grabbed her by the arms and helped haul her up to a standing position as she did her best to clear the water from her throat with a stream of coughs and hacks.
        "What happened?" she finally managed to get out as she looked around.  Stacy was next to her in the pool holding onto one of her arms and some other unknown guy was holding the other, his eyes locked onto her boobs of course.    
        "How did I get out here and why am I naked?"
        "I found you inside with a lineup of guys waiting to fuck you so I figured I better get you conscious before everyone had a turn with you.  Plus I want some of those cocks for myself and I didn't want you having all the fun!  I tried waking you up and you kept mumbling about letting you sleep, so I had one of the guys carry you out here and toss you in," Stacy finished.
        "Who was fucking me?" Olivia inquired.
        "I don't know, but you were missing all the excitement!"
        "What excitement?"
        "Katy caught Steve and you having sex and came out here and grabbed some random guy to have sex with, right next to you guys apparently.  Well, after he finished up with you he walked in on her and he saw her riding this guy and she told him she'd have a talk with him after she was done with the guy, or he could wait and watch if he wanted."
        "No kidding?  What did he say?  What did he do?  He didn't watch did he?"
        "Crazy as it sounds he did watch, and I guess he got pretty turned on by it because he dared her to pull a train saying he thought it would be hot and I don't know if Katy wanted to do it to get back at him, or actually wanted to do it, but she agreed."
        "How many has she fucked so far?"
        "I don't know, I didn't even know she was doing it.  Jeff here was fingering my pussy pretty good out here on the lounge chair while I was getting some rays, and I was taking him inside to fuck him since Phil said not to outside since he has nosy neighbors, and that's when I found out what was going on.  There were a bunch of guys milling around in the hallway waiting in line, one group to fuck you in your passed-out state, and the other to fuck my sister.  I just love her, she's taking after me!  Who woulda' thought she'd be as big of a slut as her little sister!
        "Yeah, who would have thought there was a "slut" gene and that it could run in the family?" Olivia said jokingly.
        "I know, pretty cool huh?"
        "Let's go watch, plus I want to find my bikini.  I think enough of these guys have seen me naked without my knowledge today.  That'll be the payback, no more free-be sex for these guys today!" Olivia said as she pulled her arms free of her helpers' grasp and made her way to the edge of the pool, her nakedness drawing the attention from the few remaining pairs of eyes still outside.  The cool water made her nipples stand erect and proud, their golden jewelry sparkling in the bright sun.  Goose flesh covered her exposed skin as she climbed up the ladder and onto the cement patio surrounding the pool.  Olivia grabbed a towel thrown over a nearby lounge chair and dried off before wrapping the towel around her torso, and headed for the house.
        "Hey, wait for me!" called Stacy as she jumped from the pool and grabbed a towel as she hurried to catch up with her best friend.  Her skimpy bikini held little for the imagination and in her haste to catch up to her friend, her boobs did their best to break free of the thin material, the C-cups giving a show to those had hadn't already seen them in the flesh (which was most of the guys anyway!).
        Olivia found the kitchen empty as she passed through it heading towards the bedrooms. "Shocking, the guys are lined up waiting for pussy," she thought as she rounded the corner and saw the pile of guys jostling by the open doorway.  Katy's loud moaning and groaning could clearly be heard emanating from the doorway the guys were huddled around.  She was getting fucked, there was never any doubt when a Bennett girl was getting laid, everybody within ear-shot always knew it!
        "Excuse me, can I get through?" Olivia asked as she started elbowing her way through the group of guys, fighting to get through into the doorway.  Various hands reaching out trying to grope under her towel as she cleared the mass of bodies.  Why they were waiting out in the hallway instead of spreading out inside the room so they could all have a good view, Olivia just didn't understand.
        Before her stood a sight, Steve was sitting in a chair stroking his cock while a very large guy pumped up and down on top of his girlfriend.  Katy was small girl to start with, maybe five feet tall and one hundred pounds soaking wet, and under this big guy, all Olivia could see were her legs and arms as they wrapped around the guy pounding into her pussy.  Staring between his legs, Olivia gasped at the tool he was pounding her with, "Holy shit, look at that thing!"  Although short in duration, Olivia's experience with male genitalia was extensive, and the cock before her was as thick as any she'd seen yet.  "The thing's as big around as a beer bottle!" she added
       Well maybe it wasn't that big, but going into Katy's tiny body, it sure looked like a tree trunk getting pounded through a key hole, Olivia thought.  "How the hell is she taking that thing without screaming her brains out?" she wondered.  Well, she was screaming her brains out, but it was from pure pleasure and not from pain.  Olivia stared with her mouth hanging open at the animalistic ritual going on before her.  Katy didn't appear to even notice that everyone was staring at their coupling as she continued moaning and groaning and spewing out the occasional "fuck me" or "fuck that feels amazing".
        Olivia was over her annoyance at the guys and the fact that they had used her body while she was passed out, her attention was overwhelmingly on the guy with the thick cock who was thrusting into the squealing Katy Bennett.
From under the big man, Katy was in sexual bliss.  The big doses of hormone pills she and her sister were now doubling up on, had created a horniness in her she didn't know could possibly exist.  The super thick cock the guy was stuffing into her reminded her so much of Roger's cock and combined with how horny Roger made her feel, made this lustful moment outrageously sexy to the young teen.
        Katy wrapped her arms as far around the body of the guy above her and likewise, tried her best to wrap her legs around his torso to optimize the angle of her pelvis with his.  Her diminutive size made him seem like a monster; barely five feet tall and a little over a hundred pounds soaking wet, Katy's gymnast's body was all muscle and sinew and built for physical exertion, likewise the man on top of her was built like a full-back and seemed to have boundless energy.  He'd been pounding her without stopping for over twenty minutes and neither seemed to be waning in the slightest.
        From the foot of the bed, Olivia stared mouth agape at the action before her, along with Stacy, Steve, and as many guys who could see from the doorway.  It was like watching a Rottweiler mounting a Chihuahua and it was making Olivia hot.  Her senses were on high alert; she heard the sex, smelled the sex, could almost feel the sex as she watched his manhood slide into Katy's stretched out pussy.  Even though Olivia wasn't much bigger than Katy, she still wondered how a girl who'd only begun to have sex a few short days ago, could handle so easily, the thick phallus she herself was starting to long for.
        As determined as Olivia was a few short minutes ago to deny the guys who'd fucked her in her passed-out condition anymore sex today, the display before her was revving up the engine inside of her.  The engine that knew no limits to how long and far it could go.  The Queen of the Sluts was inside and dying to come out and take over.  Once that started, there would be no end to the fucking she'd gladly endure.  The small amount of independence she was feeling from the sexual addiction the hormone levels in her body had been producing, was vanishing as the Queen took control.
         "Hey big guy, you think you can save some of that for me?" Olivia asked as she slipped over to the side of the bed to within full view of Katy's stallion and opened up her towel revealing her nakedness.
        "I'm going to be here awhile.  They don't build too many little sweethearts like this one and I plan on fucking her as long as I can.  Come back in an hour and we'll see," the burly man huffed.
        "Are you serious?  An hour?" Olivia questioned.  Nobody ever turned down Olivia Hastings and she was unsure if she was being rejected outright, or if he really had that kind of stamina.  "Could he really last another hour before he was ready for her?" Olivia wondered.
        "Yeah.  Tell you what, take care of the boys waiting in line here and I promise you a ride you'll never forget," he said as he started rolling over, pulling Katy over to sit on top of him so she could ride him like a horsey.
        Pulling her towel back up around her tits, Olivia watched as Stacy's mouth gaped open from the footboard of the bed.  Moving back around to see what the reaction was from, Olivia saw why.  The guy's cock really did look as big around as a beer bottle as little Katy bounced up and down on it, all the while moaning and groaning like there were no greater pleasure in the universe.
        "Look at that thing," Stacy gasped.
        "Yeah, I know.  It's probably no thicker than DeShawn's, but it looks fucking huge when someone as small as Katy is riding it," Olivia commented.
        "Think Steve's got a complex now?" Stacy giggled looking over at him.  He was sitting there stroking his pud, watching his girlfriend getting pounded with a cock he'd never be able to compete with, and his girlfriend obviously enjoying it so much more than she'd ever enjoyed sex with him.  All in all, what must be a very humiliating experience Stacy reasoned.  His plan of her pulling a train for both their enjoyment, seemed very one-sided at the moment.
        "Olivia?  Stacy?  Would one of you girls please get over her and get on my cock, I think I'm going to burst if I don't get relief soon.  I can't remember ever being this turned on in my life," Steve offered.
        "Really?  Watching my sister getting fucked by some other guy is turning you on?" Stacy asked.
        "Fuck yeah, look at her go.  She's amazing.  This is like the fourth guy in a row to fuck her and she just can't get enough.  It's fucking awesome!"
Stacy looked at Olivia and gave her a questioning eye, which meant, "Are you going to fuck him, or am I?"  
        "I already rode that pony today, it's your turn," Olivia answered aloud.
        Nodding her head, Stacy pulled her bikini top off and quickly followed that up by sliding her skimpy bottoms off too.  Her pussy was leaking like a tap from watching the pounding her sister was taking and was ready to go as she stepped over and straddled Steve's legs, dropping her pussy onto his lap.  A quick dick alignment and she greedily sucked his rock-hard member up into her pussy.  Her downy fuzz mingling with his curly pubes as she took him down to the root.  It was a very familiar cock and one Stacy had ridden many times.  And very likely many more times in the near future.
        In the background of her incredible fucking experience, Katy heard sounds she'd become familiar with hearing, Stacy having sex.  She had been so caught up with riding this strong guy and his torpedo-like cock that she had drowned out everything else going on around her.  She had no idea how long she'd been fucking this guy, or the three before him, only that she'd felt extremely horny and didn't feel like she'd even come close to relieving that horniness.  The thick cock piercing into her womanhood with every downward thrust of her hips had been her entire focus for perhaps longer than she realized.  
        Glancing behind her, Katy spotted her boyfriend Steve being ridden by her little sister, fucking him like she herself had become an expert at doing.  She felt a degree of liberation now that she'd broken through the barrier that existed perhaps only in her mind, but what socially would not be considered acceptable.  She was having sex with multiple partners in front of her boyfriend, and strangely didn't feel any guilt about it.
        A gentle nudging by the mass of muscle beneath her and the erect pole buried deep in her folds, brought her back to the task at hand as Katy resumed her energetic fucking.  His seemingly endless staying power had her attention fully restored as she happily blocked out the activity around her.
        Olivia watched from the foot of the bed as the two sisters pleasured themselves with wild abandon on their respective dongs.  Olivia had grown so accustomed to accepting sex without question or concern from anyone she wanted, or anyone that wanted her, that to be without her own lover at this second, felt very foreign.  There was no thought, no conscience, just an insatiable urge to pleasure herself through any sexual means necessary and with any partner with an erection.  Lord knows she'd taken on cocks attached to men that few women would ever dare to fuck.  Olivia didn't question who the men were, what they looked like or whether or not they'd even bathed in recent memory.  The number of homeless men she'd fucked in the alleys she'd frequented over the last ten days had proven without doubt that no man was to be turned away.  As long as they could fill her hungry pussy and give her the pleasure she desperately needed, was the only thing that mattered.
        That degree of desperation had seemingly dissipated with the last of her hormone pills, leaving her with questions she'd hadn't stopped to think about at any point in time over the last week and a half.  Was sex still as fun and exciting as it had been?  Did she still need it constantly?  Did she still feel compelled to fuck all these strange guys?  As Olivia stood there watching the two girls, the towel still wrapped around her naked body, her pussy tingling form the earlier workout Steve and the other guys had given her prior to her unceremonious dunk in the pool, she came up with obvious answer.  Yes!
        Turning around, Olivia spied the group of guys watching from the doorway, waiting their turn to be next with Katy.  Olivia still wondered why they hadn't invaded the room for a better view but remained patiently waiting their turn.  
        Maybe it was the hormones that still remained in her system.  Maybe it was the pot and residual coke she'd snorted.  Maybe it was the heat of the moment, or maybe she was every bit the slut she'd been acting like since Steve had forced her into this world of sex and drugs and she didn't need the excuse of the hormones after all.
        Dropping the towel, Olivia sauntered towards the door with a naughty glint in her eye and said, "Let's go party guys."  Her large voluptuous breasts jiggling gently, her hips swaying sexily as she made her way towards the living room, the group of guys in hot pursuit.
        Grabbing the first guy within arm's reach, Olivia fumbled to get his shorts down and smiled as his cock came into sight.  "Oh yeah, that's what baby needs," she purred as she wrapped her small hands around his manhood and stroked it to life.
        Hands reached out from the pack of guys to fondle her body all over.  Olivia felt her nipples being pinched and pulled as she continued to stroke the cock to full rigidity.  Fingers dug gently into her sex, the moisture within making the effort to navigate her womanhood an easy venture for the unseen digits.  
        Olivia gently pushed the guy backwards onto the couch and did her best to climb up onto his lap while hands continued to grope her breasts and anywhere else the guys could reach.  Grinding her slick vagina up and down the flesh pole between her legs, Olivia lubed up the member with her own juices before reaching down to grab the pole before mounting it with practiced ease.   
        How many times had she done this same act over the last week and a half?  Hundreds of times?  Thousands of times?  All Olivia knew or cared about at the moment was that it was there where it belonged, and it felt fabulous.  
       Looking down at the guy, Olivia didn't recognize him and had no idea if this was her first time fucking him or not.  So many faces, so many dicks, so much fun she thought as a smile spread across her beautiful face.  Throwing her head back, her long blond hair cascaded down her back as she flexed her taught muscles up and down forcing the meat between her thighs in and out of her heated vagina.  
       Only a few minutes into her ride, Olivia watched one of the other guys climb up onto the couch and in a standing position, aim his flesh tube towards her mouth.  Olivia sucked it in without hesitation.  Rolling her tongue around the head, Olivia slowly sucked the cock to the back of her mouth and started to suck it into her throat before she found the owner pulling out just as slowly.
        "Just needed a little lube sweetheart," he said as he stepped down and positioned himself behind her.
        Olivia felt him rubbing the wet head up against her asshole and paused her fucking motion long enough for the new guy to seat the head of his cock inside her ring of muscle.  "Oof," she giggled playfully as she resumed planting her pussy down on the solid cock underneath her.  The guy behind her tried to match her motion while attempting to sink all the way into her colon.
        Olivia's eyes closed as she let her senses experience the two male bodies as they used her body to pleasure themselves.  
        Somewhere along the way, one of the guys broke out a bong and Olivia was overjoyed to regain the high she felt waning.  Time seemed to stand still as the pot took hold of her brain and turned their midday romp into a timeless sexual epic.  Olivia couldn't have been more at home with the piles of sweaty male bodies and the appendages constantly finding one orifice after another to pillage.  More pot and more cock and little Olivia Hastings was in her glory.
        The world began to refocus again after a while and Olivia looked around at her collection of stoned lovers.  It was reminiscent of her first group sex experience on Steve's basement with seven or eight guys in various states of dress and her with all her charms on full display.  
        Olivia looked down at her nakedness as she noticed the guy next to her absently rubbing her right nipple as she casually stroked her clitoris, relishing the afterglow of her innumerable orgasms and smiling at her accomplishment.
        "Are you ready for me now princess?"
        Olivia looked up and saw the big beefy guy whom Katy had been so busily fucking, standing there, naked as the day he was born.  He was thick, heavily muscled, and had an equally thick cock pointing towards the floor.  He was motioning with his finger that suggested she ought to follow him wherever he wanted her to go.
        Knocking the nipple rubber's hand from her chest, Olivia gained her feet, her shaky legs told the tale as to just how much fucking she'd been up to with the guys on the couch.  Stepping lightly around the tangle of legs jutting out from every couch and chair, Olivia made her way through the room to follow behind the massive man.
        Expecting to be led back to the room she'd witnessed him and Katy occupying, Olivia was surprised when he kept on going to the end of the hall and into the master bedroom.  Along the way Olivia noticed Katy still at it with some other random guy, Steve and Stacy nowhere in sight.
        The room at the end of the hall was large and beautifully decorated with a king size canopy bed centered along the main wall.  The most interesting aspect of the room were the two tripods set up pointing towards the bed.  Video cameras were mounted atop the tripods and they seemed to be on and ready to go.
        "What's all this about?" Olivia asked.
        "I've known Phil since we were kids and Phil's dad is really into photography and shit.  I knew he had some video equipment and while I was fucking that little minx Katy I came up with this idea.  Her boyfriend wasn't cool with the idea of me filming her and besides, you're way hotter anyway.  So, I'm gonna fuck you and I'm going to film it."
        "Ok, but why do you want to do that?" she asked.
        "Because."
        "Because why?"
        "I'm going to share it with my friends and if they think it's as hot as I expect it to be, I might sell it."
        "You know I'm underage right?  You can't sell it, you'll get arrested."
        "Don't worry your pretty little head.  Let's just assume I won't, ok?"
        "Fine, I guess," Olivia sighed.  She'd done far worse than just being filmed during a fuck session.
        The guy, he introduced himself as Joey, turned on each of the cameras and walked over to the bed.  "Get over here and suck on my cock," he said as he sat his ass down on the edge of the bed.
        Olivia approached the man and knelt down on the ground in front of his thick member.  Hefting it in her hand, she was instantly reminded of DeShawn's huge phallus as she put it up to her lips and licked around the fat head.  She could taste a combination of semen and vaginal secretions coated around the bulbous thing.  It was dried on and a little crusty, but not unpleasant as her tongue quickly sloughed off the coating and reduced it with her saliva.  It was big and it wasn't even hard yet.
        "Look up and smile for the camera when you're sucking a dick girl," he said.
        Expecting him to refer to the nearest camera on one of the tripods, Olivia looked up and saw the guy holding yet another camera, focusing it directly into her face.
        "Tell me how much you like sucking dick."
        "I just love sucking your huge cock mister.  It's so big, I'm not sure if I can get it all in my little mouth," she said with a pouty look on her face, obviously catching the guy off-guard with a line that sounded rehearsed.
        "That's great.  Have you done this before?"
        "What, suck a dick?  I've sucked a ton of them," Olivia added as she momentarily let the dick pop out from her hungry mouth.
        "No, I meant make a porno."
        "A porno?"  Memories of her beach house striptease video along with the ensuing gangbang video, brought back the rush she felt watching herself getting fucked on her computer screen, and the fantasy she'd had about making a porno.  "Is that what we're doing?"
        "Duh, what did I just tell you we were doing?  We're filming this and if my buddies think it's hot, we'll check into distribution.  Who knows, maybe you got a future in video."
        "That's hot," Olivia said as she resumed sucking on the guy's cock with renewed vigor.  Her thoughts were focused on the possibilities of what this guy was saying.  "Making a porno, really?  That's so fucking sexy," she thought.  Within a few minutes she had him to full attention and was just able to get the head of his cock into her throat.  Yup, he was just as big around as DeShawn she concluded, only when she last deep-throated his cock, she was stoned off her ass on cocaine.  This monster, she was handling with only a little pot still in her bloodstream.
        "That's it slut, suck the rest down your throat.  That's a good little cock-whore.  Suck that cock.  Gag on it a little," he ordered as he jammed Olivia's mouth down onto his pole.  Dropping the camera down, the guy grabbed Olivia's head with both hands and forcibly shoved his cock down her throat.
        And gag on it she did.  Despite being a veteran deep-throater, his forcefulness caught her off-guard and actually did make her gag.  Tears started streaming down her cheeks as he kept his tool buried as deeply as he could, pulling her mouth down until her nose was buried in his trimmed pubes.
        Pushing back against his strong grip was useless as her strength was no match for his.  Thankfully he released his grip just as quickly as it had started and picked up the camera to shoot the tears streaming down her pretty face.
        "Very nice baby, you have great promise.  Climb up on the bed here and spread your legs, show me your cunt.  Following orders, Olivia climbed up and offered her nubile body to the man who'd just about suffocated her with his enormous cock.  Opening her legs up, she offered to the camera her most precious charms.
        "That's it spread you legs open more, all the way, as wide as you can.  Nice pussy, not much hair, nice trim pussy lips, very nice indeed," he said as he watched the beautiful blond follow his every direction.  "Where do hot little sluts like these come from?" he wondered, watching the big-titted hotty spread out before him.
        Olivia followed his direction as he kept a running commentary on her actions and on her body in general.
        "Your pussy's nice and pink.  Did you do a little fucking today?"
        "Un huh."
        "How many guys did you fuck today?" he asked.
        "I'm not sure."
        "Why don't you tell the camera who you fucked today."
        "Well, I fucked Jake on my way over to Stacy's house this morning, then fucked Phil when I got there.  I fucked Steve shortly after I got here and then I passed out.  A bunch of guys fucked me when I was passed out.  I don't know how many of them there were.  Then after that, I fucked whoever was out in the living room."
        "How many guys do you think you fucked today?"
        "I don't know, probably ten or more?"
        "Do you like to fuck lots of guys?"
        "Yeah, I do.  I love getting fucked.  I do it every day."
        "How old are you and how long have you been fucking?" he asked as he started fingering Olivia's hot, wet pussy.  
        "Twelve, but I turn thirteen in two months," she sighed as Joey started rubbing the upper part of her pussy walls, his thumb bumping up against her clitoris as she talked.  Shoving a second thick finger into her pussy, Joey started picking up the pace and started really going to town with the gyrations.
Thinking she must by lying about her age, Joey continued, "So how long have you been fucking?"
        "Maybe two weeks?"
        "And have you fucked lots of guys?"
        "Oh yeah.  Steve started me out fucking his friends, and then it was any guys he could find for me to fuck, then took me to a strip bar and introduced me to this guy who pimps me out once in a while.  Stacy and I like to find guys to fuck just for fun, just like today," she breathed as Joey's fingers worked their magic and rushed her quickly towards an orgasm.
        "So how many?"
        "How may what?" she sighed breathlessly.
        "How many guys have you fucked?"
        "I have no idea," she moaned.  "The most I did in one day was like a hundred or so.  Ooooh yesss," she purred.  Her fingers going to her studded nipples, twisting and pinching to heighten the sensations she was feeling coming from her loins.
        "A hundred in a day?  Holy shit!  So you'd be ok if I made a movie of you fucking a bunch of guys then?"
        "Yeah, why not?" she grunted as her orgasm approached.
Squelching noises emanated from her folds as Joey's fingers jack-hammered into her pussy at a blinding pace.  He sensed she was on the verge of a big cum and stopped her short, not wanting her to achieve it just yet.  He wanted to save her sexual frustration for when she was mounted on his cock and get a really ferocious ride from the young beauty.
        "I'm going to fuck you now.  I'm going to stick this great big cock into your little twelve year old pussy and I'm going to split you open with it like none you've ever had before," he said as he removed his fingers and wiped the secretions on his cock, coating it liberally.
        "I've had bigger," Olivia thought as she watched the man nearly three times her size climb between her outstretched legs.  Looking down at the club aimed at her pussy she thought, "That is pretty damned big though!"
        Climbing on top of her, he lined his thick head up with her slit and pushed in, feeling her glorious heat and wetness.  Her pussy clung to his manhood with a tightness he had grown to expect every time he penetrated a young cunt.  They were so tight and elastic and massaged his overly-large tool.
        Olivia felt the big thing stretch her out like only DeShawn ever had.  His thrust forward did not stop until he had seated the whole thing within her velvety confines.  Then it started, just like it had with Katy, and now she understood why Katy was so lost with pleasure fucking this guy.  He not only filled you up like no other, but he knew how to use it and knew how to rock his hips to get just the right friction on her clitoris.  She was going to cum hard on his cock and she didn't care who was watching, or who planned on watching the tapes.  Hell she didn't care if everyone she knew was going to see those tapes, she was going to have one of her biggest orgasms ever and it was going to be amazing.
        Grabbing the camera in one hand, he got a close up shot of his cock going into her pussy, how it stretched her thin pussy lips around his big intruder.  He got close up shots of her face, the expression on her face as his tool hammered home.  Even as her orgasm blasted through her body, the camera captured that too.  
        Olivia didn't get much of a chance to bask in the glow of her after-cum as the guy kept pounding into her pussy and pointing the camera in her face.  Olivia was flattered that this guy wanted to capture their fuck session on film, and that he planned on sharing it with others as well.  It was a turn on like no other she'd had yet.  It made her horny like cocaine did, only without the chemical high.  This was a high of a different sort, an entirely new and unexpected sort.
        Olivia realized they'd been fucking for a long time with Joey constantly changing positions, putting her into an endless variety of positions, all the while his thick cock never wavering.  It stayed hard as he pounded away, seemingly able to resist cumming in her pussy despite the multiple orgasms she'd succumbed to.  He seemed particularly interested in shooting close up shots of her pussy gaping open the second after he pulled his cock out from her pussy, then slamming it back home.
        He liked to alternate pulling his cock from her sweet cunt and then stick it down her throat and then returning it back to her pussy, over and over again.  She was getting so juicy down there from all the saliva and pussy juice his piston kept churning up.
        Pushing her legs up to her chin, Joey pushed the crown of his cock up against her asshole and pushed hard, seating his cock inside.  He slammed his cock home over and over again until he had the full length seated completely in her rectum.  Pulling out, he shot close ups of her gaping anus before repeating the procedure and slamming it home again.
        Olivia knew what was coming next, Joey pulled his cock from her ass and scooted up to the bed and pushed his cock into her mouth, pushing it all the way down her throat.  She could taste the bitterness of her ass juice coating his cock as he jammed it to the back of her throat.  He yanked his cock free and slid back down and pushed his cock back into her red anus.  He repeated this procedure a dozen more times before turning her to face head-first towards the foot of the bed on her back.  
        Joey slammed his cock home in her ass again and pumped furiously for a solid ten minutes before crawling back up and straddling her chest.  Grabbing a nipple in each hand, he slid his slick member between Olivia's over-stuffed breasts and used her beautiful breasts to masturbate his cock, finally grabbing his cock and spewing his load all over her neck and face.
        Grabbing the hand-held camera, Joey focused on her face and used the end of his cock to swirl his spunk around her cheeks and mouth.  "How did you like that my little cumslut?"
        "Thank you for fucking me mister.  You can fuck me anytime."
        "How about my friends?  I got a lot of friends that would like to fuck you too," he said as he zoomed in on just her face.
        "I'll fuck anyone you tell me to, as long as you give me that great big cock again," Olivia purred into the camera.
        Turning the camera off and dropping it to the bed, Joey said, "Great work doll-face.  It's a deal then.  We'll make another video tonight and get your career kicked off right."
        "What?  Tonight?  Are you serious?  I don't know if I can... I mean I might have other plans..."
        "What plans?" Joey asked as he watched a dollop of his cum start to slide down the cheek of the beautiful blond girl with whom he hadn't even asked her name.
        "My neighbor kinda' watches over me when my mom is at work, and I don't know if he'd be ok with me going out tonight," Olivia replied.  I was a little white lie, she didn't know if Reed had plans for her, but she really didn't like disappointing him in case he did have plans.
        "Watch over you, why would he need to do that?  You're a big girl... I mean, you were kidding about being twelve right?  I mean you gotta be what, seventeen or eighteen right?"
        Olivia slowly shook her head no, her face still painted in his cum and making no attempts to remove it.  A good slut wouldn't insult a guy by wiping off his gift to her, unless told to of course.  "I already told you how old I am."
        "There's no fucking way you're twelve.  Not with a body like that.  I mean your face looks young, but I know lots of girls who look young like you who are eighteen or more.  But shit that killer body, there's no way you're that young, so stop fucking around and tell me the truth."  Joey was getting a little agitated now, hot or not, a jury might let him off if he fucked a seventeen year old and got caught, but not a twelve year old, no matter how hot she was.  This was dangerous territory and he knew it.  "You're fucking with me right?"
        "Nope, I just finished sixth grade and I'll be going into seventh grade and turning thirteen in September, so that makes me twelve right now.  I can show you my school ID if you want..."
        "No, no, no, that's ok, I believe you.  I'm totally fucked now, but I believe you."
        "What's the matter?  I don't understand?"
        "Well, I was planning on taking you up on your offer to fuck my friends and make some videos doing it, maybe even sell them, but not now.  Hell I was even imagining a cock crazy little slut like you doing some really wild shit like a Tijuana Donkey show!"
        "What's a Tija... Tija... what?"
        "Don't worry about, there probably isn't any point now."
        "Why not, are you really that worried about my age?" Olivia asked, finally licking her tongue around her lips and licking off some of the semen as it began to run down onto them.
        "Well yeah, I don't think prison would suit me well.  I may be a big guy, but baby rapists don't do so well in jail I hear."
        "Look mister, out of all the guys I've fucked, only a few have been my age.  All the rest have been older guys like you, and none of them had a problem with it.  So just relax, I'm not going to say anything, ok?" Olivia answered.  Whether out of practice or intuition, Olivia lightly grasped Joey's flaccid cock and began to stroke it.  It was like petting a dog's head to assure it you meant it no harm and just want to be friends.  
        Joey's shoulders slumped at the touch and his worry seemed to drain away as the beautiful young girl worked her magic on his overworked cock.  Since his early teen years, Joey Calcano had amazing staying power and never ceased to amaze the women he slept with, just how long he could stay hard and how fast he could recover.   Phil had told him he might get some pussy today if he came over and figured banging Katy was about the extent of his luck.  He'd worked the petite brunette pretty hard earlier and figured that was all the pussy he was going to get today.  Seeing this blond standing there while he pounded away on the brunette made him hope otherwise.  Coming out into the living room and seeing the number of guys this blond sex machine had gone through really impressed the hell out of him.  
        Figuring he could get it up once more, a little inspiration with the video, and Joey would at the very least, have a souvenir to remember her by.  Little did he know who he was getting into bed with he realized as he looked down at the still cum covered face of the girl who was working his rod back to life.
        "Can you fuck me some more?  I'd really like it if you'd fuck me again," Olivia asked, her breasts perched up on the edge of the bed, her mouth only inches from the rapidly inflating head of Joey's cock.  "Please mister, fuck me again."


End of Chapter 16
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