{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 5\par Absolution\par Chapter 23\par Business as Usual\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par Some Guys Have All the Luck\par \tab The heat of the day seemed to be heating up. (in more ways than one!) Pissed off that Brock was \ldblquote getting some\rdblquote Austin fumed and slid back down to the shelter. He skint up his belly some and most of that was due to rock burn.\par \tab Alice wasn\rquote t there.\par \tab\ldblquote Alice?\rdblquote he called out. He peeked over the ledge--nope, no \ldblquote body\rdblquote down there. He peered thru sweating eyes down the long narrow steep-ass trail to the tree line. She wasn\rquote t there, either.\par \tab He slipped on some loose rock and nearly tumbled, nearly careened into the great boulder that almost seemed as if it were supporting the ledge providing the shelter.\par \tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t come around here!\rdblquote called out a voice, Alice.\par \tab\ldblquote Wuz up?\rdblquote Austin asked out of mild concern.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m busy!\rdblquote she retorted.\par \tab Austin paused a moment, he didn\rquote t get it. \lquote Busy?\rquote then, \lquote Busy doing what?\rquote \ldblquote What are you doing?\rdblquote the clueless boy asked.\par \tab There was no answer from Alice.\par \tab Austin twisted his mouth and made a couple of steps to go around the boulder.\par \tab\ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote almost shouted Alice, \ldblquote I\rquote m around here!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What are you doing?\rdblquote Austin repeated.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m peeing, whattya think!?\rdblquote she bitched back.\par \tab\lquote Oh.\rquote \ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote he felt bad and deeply embarrassed. He also wished he had those narly powers or devices he had heard about in the news--that would be cool. THEN he could see Alice AND Heather peeing. (among other things)\par \tab\ldblquote I told you I was busy!\rdblquote Alice said as she came back around the boulder--tucking in her summer blouse and ensuring that the button fastening her pants was indeed secure.\page\tab\ldblquote S-sorry.\rdblquote Austin offered in shrugging apology.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s okay, my dumb brother walks in on me all the time!\rdblquote\par \tab Austin stared at her. First it was the image of her on the john doing whatever, then--he dopey brother walking in on her. \par \tab\ldblquote Sooooo, you see him, too--\rdblquote he gulped and couldn\rquote t spit out the rest of his thought.\par \tab\ldblquote Sometimes.\rdblquote she shrugged. She swigged on the last of her water, mopped her forehead and the image of her on the toilet still was embedded in Austin\rquote s mind.\par \par \tab\ldblquote Soooo, does your brother LET you watch him--do that do himself--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Do what to himself?\rdblquote\par \tab Austin rolled his eyes. He knew there was a word for it, a proper word. He couldn\rquote t just come out and say, Jerk Off. \par \tab\ldblquote You know, wh-what I was doing earlier.\rdblquote he lied, but she thought he was so he let her think. Maybe she\rquote d get an image of HIM! Yeah!\par \tab\ldblquote Oh, that.\rdblquote Alice said and shrugged. \ldblquote No big deal.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin had wood. He had a ton of questions he wanted to ask. He looked to Alice\rquote s face, God--she WAS pretty. Such a face! Green eyes, blond, round face. He suddenly felt overwhelmed, anxious, and extremely horny.\par \tab\ldblquote Are you okay?\rdblquote Alice asked of him.\par \tab Austin felt a little panicky. \ldblquote Uh, yeah, sure. Why?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You look kinda pale.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s the heat.\rdblquote yeah, that\rquote s it, the heat. He offered a meager smile and then headed for the boulder area where Alice had just been. \lquote I gotta whip it out and do it, wanna watch?\rquote\par \tab He saw the \ldblquote puddle\rdblquote by the great stone. He really wished she would have let him watch her. He kicked dirt over the pee puddle than leaned against the rock hauling his pecker out.\par \tab\ldblquote Are you okay?\rdblquote Alice asked (again.)\tab\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, I guess so.\rdblquote fingers tight about his bone he jacked himself, he wished he was home on his bed. He was a bed humper.\par \tab He humped and humped and humped. The image of Brock\rquote s fingers digging into the crack of Heather\rquote s ass, right down between her legs burned into his mind. The image of Heather in her bikini swimsuit, seeing that little mound of her pussy burned deeper into his mind. He humped his dick more, faster and faster.\page\tab\ldblquote Did you see Heather and Brock?\rdblquote Alice asked (interrupting progress.)\par \tab Austin paused, \ldblquote Yeah, they\rquote re on the other side, down aways and then up on the next hill.\rdblquote he stopped jerking off, it was too hot anyways.\par \tab He came back around the boulder, Alice was on her butt against the back of the natural rock shelter. \par \tab\ldblquote Finished?\rdblquote she quipped. She didn\rquote t say it in a giddy manner or surprised or other, just a simple \ldblquote Finished?\rdblquote\par \tab Austin was greatly embarrassed. It was if though the most na\'efve one of the group was the most wisest. But then again, she DID have a brother she \ldblquote WATCH\rdblquote jerk off\'85\par \tab Austin said nothing and moved passed the strange city girl, making again for the extreme top of the \ldblquote hill.\rdblquote When he was out of sight (from Alice) on a whim he undone his pants and let them drop, along with his underwear, too. The hot Summer sun baked his raw skin, it sorta felt good. There was a slight breeze and he squeezed his ass cheeks. His penis hung off to one side kinda sorta in between Stiff and Not Stiff.\par \tab Squatting down by a dead snag tree he leaned against it to steady himself. With the binoculars he scanned the lower hilly area for Brock and Heather.\par \tab\lquote They\rquote re probably \ldblquote doing it\rdblquote out of sight.\rquote Austin bitched to himself. He wasn\rquote t having a good day. It sucked. Royally. And it was going to suck more when he/they finally got back down to camp--his folks were going to be PISSED!\par \tab Sighing big time he reluctantly scooted back to Alice.\par \tab\ldblquote Their off sightseeing.\rdblquote he said with a rolling shoulder.\par \tab\ldblquote So what do WE do?\rdblquote\par \tab Austin sighed. He could think of a couple things\'85\par \tab\ldblquote Well, we wait for them or head back down.\rdblquote\par \tab Alice didn\rquote t seem too thrilled with either choice.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do in the meantime?\rdblquote she asked.\par \tab Again, Austin had ideas. He shrugged, \ldblquote I-I guess we just wait.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote My parents are going to be sooooo--\rdblquote she didn\rquote t finish.\par \tab Austin nodded his head, \ldblquote Mine, too.\rdblquote he added for her. Alice then giggled a little and smiled. God! She was truly pretty. Austin slumped down beside her. He was fairly close, she didn\rquote t move.\page Subject Change\par \tab\ldblquote So you and your Dad--all over the world, huh?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, just about.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve been to Pairs, London, and Tokyo.\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote I haven\rquote t.\rdblquote Austin scoffed to himself, his Dad was a photographer for a nature organization. Austin sometimes got to tag along. \par \tab\ldblquote Did you like it?\rdblquote Alice asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Like what?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote All that traveling?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh. Yeah, I suppose, kinda okay.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I loved Paris, it was soooooo cool. Some of the people were rude and not very nice, but it was really a nice trip.\rdblquote she began to babble about the countryside, some other cities near Paris, buying clothes at some of the trendy high-dollar places and on and on. Austin sorta got the impression that One, she was making it up. Two, it was the cause and reason her folks were so broke!\par \tab\ldblquote Did you ever go on a ship?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Once,\rdblquote Austin answered, \ldblquote at the Artic to see some ice flows and stuff.\rdblquote\par \tab Alice went babbling on about BIG ships, the Q-E-II, a paddlewheel cruise flat bottom cruise boat and a on and on. Austin determined that she was probably making it up. Some of it or all of it. He didn\rquote t care. \par \tab The need to pee again struck him. He was hot, thirsty, pissed off, bored, and horny. Not a good combination. When Alice finally shut up Austin stood up, brushed off his butt and slowly made his way to the boulder (again.)\par \tab\ldblquote What? Again!?\rdblquote smirked-chortled Alice. \ldblquote You\rquote re worse than my brother!\rdblquote she giggled.\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t know what to say, he shrugged. She was thinking he was jerking off again. \ldblquote Well, when you gotta you gotta!\rdblquote he said.\par \tab Once a little ways around the boulder and his dick out, the need to pee was replaced by another need\'85\par \tab This need prompted him to lower his pants again. Pressing his warm butt flesh against the boulder. One hand worked his bone the other caressed his bare ass. With eyes closed he fantasized big time.\par \tab With eyes closed he was unaware of being spied on\'85\page\tab Only when the screech of the red tail hawk did Austin throw open his eyes. He felt a strange unique feeling in his dick, he couldn\rquote t explain, it only happened \ldblquote every so often.\rdblquote \par \tab To the left of him there was a suddenness, too. Pebbles and small rocks tumbling as if someone had caused them to. Quickly Austin zipped up--catching his schlong in the zipper!\par \tab\ldblquote AGH!\rdblquote he screamed out.\par \tab The pain was incredible if not significant. \par \tab Alice rushed around the boulder, \ldblquote What happened?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Zipper, stupid fucking zipper!\rdblquote he was close to tears. His asshole was clenched up tight. There was a little blood, but nothing major. \ldblquote Fuck, shit, damn!\rdblquote he cussed. He leaned against the boulder allowing the pain to subside. Mildly he was aware that his dick was fully exposed for Alice to see.\par \tab He sighed. \ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote the pain was lessoning more and more. Slowly he massaged it. Still, he was only mildly aware of Alice\rquote s presence. He didn\rquote t care, there were priorities.\par \tab The massaging of his pecker soon prompted it to elongate and become erect. As his awareness of Alice\rquote s lingering presence became more and more astute, his dick became more and more \ldblquote aroused.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote My brother doesn\rquote t do it that way.\rdblquote Alice said.\par \tab\lquote What-what-what!\rquote shrieked Austin to himself. He was a little stunned and taken aback.\par \tab\ldblquote He uses two fingers and his thumb.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin was in total disbelief. He stared down at his dick and his \ldblquote handiwork.\rdblquote he made a face of concern and \ldblquote what did she say?\rdblquote he was still stunned and didn\rquote t quite know how to handle the situation.\par \tab Somewhat in trepidation Austin tried the two-fingers-and-thumb procedure. Alice stood nearby watching. \par \tab\ldblquote Sooooo, like, your brother lets you watch, or what?\rdblquote Austin said gulping and feeling out of sorts. He hadn\rquote t expected the situation.\par \tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote she began, \ldblquote he does it mostly on his bed in his room,\rdblquote she made a slight face of disgust. Austin continued lightly pleasing himself, in Alice\rquote s presence!\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s where Mom walked in on him while he was doing it.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Does your Mom know you see him doing it?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote NO way!\rdblquote Alice cried out, \ldblquote she\rquote d freaking flip out!\rdblquote\page\tab Austin blushed. He stopped humping his dick and took to squeezing it. He wanted to rub his balls and ass. He wanted to be naked and have Alice naked with him. He wanted to have Alice \ldblquote doing him!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Does he let you see him, doing it?\rdblquote Austin wanted to know.\par \tab Alice didn\rquote t answer \rquote cept with a shrug.\par \tab Here\rquote s a thought,\par \tab\ldblquote Does he--does he--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Does he \rquote what\rquote ?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Does he watch you?\rdblquote\par \tab Again, the girl clammed up. She avoided direct eye contact and focused on his pulsing erection. \par \tab Austin returned to concentrating on his pleasing himself.\par \tab He wondered casually if she\rquote d freak if he let his pants fall. She was already just \ldblquote standing there\rdblquote watching him. What was the diff? \par \tab\ldblquote Have you ever seen a girl--you know, naked?\rdblquote Alice suddenly blurted.\par \tab Austin blinked his eyes and stared at the ground. His dick was hot, pulsing. That funny feeling was seething throughout the entire area of his privates.\par \tab\ldblquote No,\rdblquote he answered, \ldblquote not really. Just little-little girls.\rdblquote he shrugged.\par \tab\ldblquote No girls our age?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Nope.\rdblquote\par \tab There was a mild silence thereafter. Austin continued his jerking, just slowing down. He felt a little embarrassed and only squeezed his member to keep it stiff. He still considered whether or not to let his pants down and be somewhat really naked.\par \tab\ldblquote Do you like Heather?\rdblquote Alice asked off the cuff.\par \tab Austin gulped, sweated, felt a tingling in his nads, shrugged and gave Alice his best \ldblquote poker\rdblquote face. \ldblquote Yeah, she\rquote s cool.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Do you Like-like her?\rdblquote \par \tab Oh, Alice was fishing.\par \tab\ldblquote She\rquote s just a friend.\rdblquote Austin said.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m I \lquote just a friend?\rquote\rdblquote\par \tab Ut-oh, better be careful here.\par \tab He stared at her, he didn\rquote t know what to say. He knew it was precarious position--anything he said could possibly foul the whole thing up.\page\tab Alice blinked her pretty green eyes at him--slowly. Her face was stolid, waiting patiently for a response with tipping her hand one way or another.\par \tab Austin stared down at his penis.\par \tab\ldblquote I like you.\rdblquote Alice said.\par \tab Holy shit!\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote he exclaimed surprised. She would be the first in his life to ever have stated such. \ldblquote Cool.\rdblquote he said. He realized that he was blushing. He felt incredibly embarrassed about being so vulnerable--being exposed an\rquote all.\par \tab Alice leaned against the stone wall, hands behind her giving padding to her butt--her wondrous-wondrous butt. She had a nice set of titties, too. He liked it when she was in her bathing suit, they jiggled. They were small, firm, and he guessed about average. Sometimes when the water they were swimming in was a little too cold, her nipples nearly poked out of the material she wore!\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote he suddenly found himself saying, \ldblquote I-I like you.\rdblquote he offered her his best smile and tried to keep a lock on her eyes. He had heard that girls liked that--eye-to-eye contact.\par \tab\ldblquote Good.\rdblquote Alice said. Then, \ldblquote Wanna see me naked?\rdblquote\par \tab Austin felt strange inside. All inside. He felt like his head was inside a huge jar and someone was speaking to him from outside. His vision began to get a little cloudy.\par \tab Then, down between his legs his penis, his penis and attached testicles were swelling and tingling. \lquote Wh-what?\rquote\par \tab Alice slowly undone the top button to her blouse.\par \tab Alice had a nice yellow base blouse with jillions of summer flowers all over it. It was thin and had three inch sleeves. It was normal size but when the girl moved about just a portion of her waist area could be seen. She was not so much as a Sun Worshipper but was well tan all over.\par \tab Her sandy blond hair was pasted to her face. Green plastic berets held her hair in place. Small dainty emerald earrings, a matching small emerald necklace. No rings.\par \tab She was pretty. Just as if not more so than Heather. Austin guessed that he liked Heather a little more than Alice as Heather was a little older. He figured, too, that it was just the fact that ANY girl he wanted to see naked.\par \tab Alice undone all the buttons--four of them, on her blouse. She opened it and fanned herself. Austin stared at her in her basic white bra.\page\tab Nice. Real nice. Damn nice.\par \tab His dick soared and he squeezed it just a little tighter.\tab\par \tab Alice undone the button to her jeans. Austin\rquote s eyes focused on her fingers--anticipation was a mother! Slowly they were slid down. Yellow panties she wore, some sort of flowers on them. Austin gulped and didn\rquote t know of anything he was doing.\par \tab Alice pushed her jeans down just so, then hooked her thumbs into her panties and eased them down.\par \tab\ldblquote Hey guys, you still here!\rdblquote called out Brock\rquote s voice.\par \par Didn\rquote t see it cumming\'85\par \tab It was hot. Really-really hot. But the \ldblquote hot\rdblquote that seethed in Austin Lemore was hotter. Sure, Brock can get a little \ldblquote action\rdblquote (of some sort) but not him! Austin was not ticked, he was pissed.\par \tab What timing!\par \tab It wasn\rquote t sure for certain if Brock saw anything or not. His face was wringing wet with sweat, the sun glare, and exhausted from his trek with Heather. Heather came up behind. She had found the hawk\rquote s nest and took some pictures.\par \tab The group re-assembled and slowly made their way back down into the treeline, then a little further to where their bikes were stashed. At the treeline they thankfully took a breather, the shade of the trees was welcomed--very welcomed.\par \tab Austin still fumed at his foul interrupted luck. He couldn\rquote t tell if whether or not anything had happened between Brock and Heather. It was a guess, and a good guess at that. They had been gone a long time. But they seemed to put on the air that nothing had.\par \tab Austin knew better.\par \tab After a brief rest break the group continued onward.\par \par \tab At the creek they stopped for a relaxing dip in the refreshing waters. It was barely ankle deep and three feet wide. But it was a creek, it was wet, it was water.\par \tab The kids\rquote water bottles were refilled, too. \par \tab Alice seemed quiet, she rolled her jeans up and soaked her feet. Heather and Brock, and Austin likewise. Austin wasn\rquote t sure but he thought he saw some sort of \ldblquote chemistry\rdblquote between the two. Damn! He sighed, oh well, nothing he could do about it now.\par \tab Yellow panties, Alice had on yellow panties!\page\tab With water filled and hot toes refreshed, the group continued on. The day was getting on and the hour late. Austin was the most disgruntled--he knew he was going to be grounded for near life--and it would have been worth it had he gotten to see Alice\rquote s pussy!\par \tab The group came quickly to the crossroad trail.\par \tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s our bikes?\rdblquote was the general consensus. The groups mountain bikes were \ldblquote missing.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh man! This bites!\rdblquote barked Austin. He was in enough trouble already without having to tell his dad his $200 mountain bike was \ldblquote missing.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Maybe I\rquote ll get lucky and trip, fall off the side of this stupid mountain, get bitten by a snaked, and lose consciousness for the next umpteen years!\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Maybe they are on the trail.\rdblquote Brock suggested.\par \tab\ldblquote You mean this isn\rquote t where we left them?\rdblquote Heather asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, it sort of all looks the same, but I don\rquote t think it is.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin really hadn\rquote t paid that much attention.\par \tab Heather looked around curiously. SHE remembered it as being the right place. But if the others thought otherwise, well--so be it.\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve got to backtrack up to the creek and down a ways more.\rdblquote\par \tab So they did.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par What\rquote s a little sex among friends?\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab There\rquote s hot and then there\rquote s DAMN HOT! Brock guessed the temp was probably 110. The creek wasn\rquote t enough to cool them nor the trees. There was a/c back at the campsite, in the family trailers. Austin wasn\rquote t so enthused about trailer a/c, but it would be better than nothing. A cold drink and then a long sit down while his dad and new mother bitched at him.\par \tab Back at the crossroads (again) Brock and Heather argued about which way was the right way. Heather still believed that the way they had come (just come) was the right way.\tab\par \tab\ldblquote But our bikes aren\rquote t there.\rdblquote Brock persisted.\par \tab\ldblquote We might not have gone far enough where we left them.\rdblquote Austin butted in. it was a guess. He hadn\rquote t paid much attention where they had dropped their bikes. The woods and assorted scenery all looked about the same to him.\par \tab\page\tab Suddenly, while taking a brief breather to figure a new direction,\par \tab\lquote Take off your shirt.\rquote\par \tab Austin looked around to see who had said it. Brock had walked a couple feet towards the other so-so trail, shaking his head. Heather stood at the trail head they had just come up, determined in her mind it was the trail they needed to go back on. Alice sat on a stump rubbing her bare feet.\par \tab Austin twisted his mouth and then was about to shrug off the command when,\par \tab Brock suddenly removed his shirt.\par \tab Austin gulped and stared at the boy. He seemed nonchalant about it.\par \tab Then, Heather was shaking her head, almost vehemently and backing up as if someone was in front of her she didn\rquote t like. Then, incredibly, she began pulling off HER shirt.\par \tab Austin stared in awe. He was in more awe when Alice sat up straight, was still for a moment, and then began undoing her top again. \par \tab\lquote Take off YOUR shirt.\rquote the Voice came again.\par \tab Austin gulped and looked around.\par \tab Off to one side towards where the tree area opened to the desert flatland was a shimmering figure. He couldn\rquote t make it out. He stared and stared and began to get a headache. A bad one.\par \tab\lquote I\rquote ll make it worse for you, remove your shirt.\rquote\par \tab Austin undone his shirt and sure enough, the headache disappeared.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote he asked.\par \tab There was a pause. In Austin\rquote s mind he saw the most recent events resurfacing. He saw his mom, the time when he had seen her naked asleep on her bed. He saw her when she and his dad had been skinny dipping in the pool.\par \tab He saw images of wee little girls he peered or stared at while they were naked or in the panties. He saw the image of his teacher Ms. Hanna when she was bent over her desk, allowing him ample viewing of her titties--she wore some sort of half bra whereas a great deal of titty flesh was exposed.\par \tab There was an image of him laying on his bed, fucking it.\par \tab Images, too, of him wanking off, sodomizing himself with a broom stick and a beer bottle. Images of the African native women and girls butt bare assed naked. Images, images, images of his past when traveling with his dad all over the world--catching views of various sorts and types of girls and women. \par \tab What did it mean?\page\tab After another long pause,\par \tab\lquote I can help you.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote I see you have a desire. I can help you attain it.\rquote\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t know what to say.\par \tab There was movement to one side of Austin. It was Alice, her top she had dropped to her bare feet and then was undoing her bra. Austin gulped for her, eyes bulging. \lquote Holy shit!\rquote\par \tab Bare titties. Heather\rquote s bare titties. \par \tab Austin couldn\rquote t respond to the Voice, he could only blink his eyes and stare. (and get wood\'85)\par \tab Then, Heather\rquote s top fell to the ground. Austin stared and stared and felt a little more than \ldblquote sweat\rdblquote trickling in his undies. Heather\rquote s bra fell to the ground nextly. Austin let out a little groan.\par \tab\lquote Whom do you like most?\rquote the Voice inside his head said.\par \tab Austin shrugged. He sorta liked Heather the most, but she didn\rquote t feel the same way back. They were \ldblquote just friends.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Al-Alice, I-I guess.\rdblquote he said aloud.\par \tab Alice\rquote s short jean shorts slid down her lovely young legs to her ankles. Those wondrously wonderful yellow panties were there for his viewing pleasure. \ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote exclaimed Austin.\par \tab\lquote Go to her, face her.\rquote the Voice cooed.\par \tab Austin hesitated, paused, licked his lips and felt a great deal of something \ldblquote moist\rdblquote inside his underwear.\par \tab That feeling would intensify as he neared the near naked Alice Volich. He firstly found himself looking into Alice\rquote s face. Then down to her bare titties. They were nice. Really-really nice. Palm sized. Palm sized and nice.\par \tab\lquote Would you like to \ldblquote touch\rdblquote them?\rquote offered the Voice.\par \tab\ldblquote C-can I?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par \tab Alice gave no expression one way or the other--save for one of confusion. \ldblquote What\rquote s wrong?\rdblquote Austin asked out loud.\par \tab\lquote She is confused, she does not know what is happening or going on.\rquote \tab\ldblquote Does she see me?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Not exactly. But I CAN make that happen, if you like.\rquote\par \tab Austin had to think about that one.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, maybe not just yet.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote As you wish.\rquote\page\tab To those affected by the Voice, they were in a dreamlike world. It was confusing as their minds needed time to adjust and accept the strange new phenomenon. It was this confusion time that allowed young Austin Lemore to reach out and fondle Alice\rquote s bare titties.\par \tab It was more unbelievable than he could imagine. He couldn\rquote t imagine. The skin sensation was not unlike his own, but it was maybe a tad bit softer. The skin of the breasts were incredible, such a sensation! He pinched lightly the nipples, fondled the breasts as if he were weighing them. He was totally marveled by them.\par \tab He then took his eyes down to Alice\rquote s panties. After lingering his looks there for a moment or two,\par \tab\lquote Why don\rquote t you go down to your knees--for a better view.\rquote\par \tab Sounded good to Austin.\par \par \tab It was more unbelievable than he could imagine. He couldn\rquote t imagine. So up close (and personal.) Alice\rquote s panties were snug tight fitting to her body. Nice. Damn nice. There was a pouching out right in the middle and the images of nude little girls and the shape/position of their little pussies.\par \tab Austin was in a little \ldblquote awe\rdblquote as well as distress.\par \tab Slowly, Alice hooked her fingers into her yellow flowery panties and tugged them down. Austin was beside himself. He couldn\rquote t breathe, he could barely think. \lquote Holy fucking ape shit!\rquote he thought loudly.\par \tab Alice\rquote s pussy came in view for him. It was nice. Real nice. Damn nice. Unfuckingbelievably nice. A light covering of light blond hairs covered her pussy. Austin had no idea how to tell a Non-virgin girl from a Virgin girl. The Voice, though, could. Alice was NOT a virgin.\par \tab\lquote Place your hands on her ass.\rquote coaxed the Voice\par \tab\ldblquote I-I can\rquote t do that!\rdblquote whipped back the boy. \par \tab\lquote Sure you can, she won\rquote t know.\rquote\par \tab There was still hesitation from Austin. It was allowed.\par \tab\ldblquote You sure?\rdblquote\tab asked \par \tab\lquote You are trying my patience, not wise to piss me off.\rquote\par \tab Austin took the message and placed his hands onto Alice\rquote s ass.\par \tab It was better than fondling her titties! Way better. \par \tab Again he felt trickles inside his undies.\par \tab He didn\rquote t care. Not a bit. \par \tab He made small circles about the girl\rquote s ass, squeezing the cheeks and focusing solely on Alice\rquote s twat. His balls surged and his mind blinked.\page\tab Slowly, while he fondled, Alice turned about.\par \tab That was okay with Austin.\par \tab\lquote Help steady her so she wont fall.\rquote her clothes were at her ankles.\par \tab Austin kept a steady hand on the girl\rquote s hips as she rotated about.\par \tab Then there was her ass. Her naked ass. It was far-far better than seeing her in her swimsuit, tight jeans, whatever. Alice slowly began to bend over, hands on her knees.\par \tab\lquote You can part the girl\rquote s cheeks.\rquote came the Voice.\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t hesitate, he parted the cheeks and stared at the girl\rquote s glory hole. He had never really seen an asshole before, though he had tried to see his own in the bathroom mirror. He noted just how close the hole was to the pussy. It was all a marvel to him, a marvel.\par \par \tab\lquote Put your lips to the ass, give it a kiss.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Lick the crack, from one end to the other.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Kiss her hole.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Lick her hole.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Try and push your tongue into her hole.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Put your finger into her hole.\rquote\par \tab Austin complied willingly and semi-so to the Voice\rquote s \ldblquote commands.\rdblquote His dick was aching terribly and the agony got the attention of the Voice (at last.)\par \tab\lquote What would you like to do--stuff your cock into her asshole, pussy, or mouth?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote I-I can do that?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par \tab This required some thought.\par \tab\ldblquote I-I dunno.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Hmmmmm,\rquote drawled the Voice, \lquote let\rquote s try \ldblquote in the mouth.\rdblquote\rquote\par \tab Alice turned about and went to her knees.\par \tab\lquote Take off your clothes.\rquote\par \par \tab All the news stories he had heard and sorta heard filtered into his mind. Perverts equipped with mind controlling devices had ran rampant across the land, and still were, too. Austin knew it was happening him. But it didn\rquote t seem all that bad. Not at all. He wondered, though, how much worse could it get--or would it get.\page\tab With his clothes off and dick extremely hard, Alice took his erection and began stroking it.\par \tab\ldblquote How is she doing that?\rdblquote Austin had to ask.\par \tab\lquote By my will.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Oh.\rquote Austin watched as the lovely-lovely Alice Volich worked his cock. She did a great job, too! She did a better job than HE did--but then again, his hands weren\rquote t HER hands.\par \tab\lquote Put it against her mouth.\rquote\par \tab Austin did so. He liked that--almost automatically Alice\rquote s lips came about his bulbous head. He couldn\rquote t believe it. He couldn\rquote t fucking believe it. His cock was worked further and further into her mouth.\par \tab\lquote You have never had your cock sucked before?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote No sir.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote You like it?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes sir!\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote You like to get fucked in the ass?\rquote\par \tab For a moment Austin getting his blowjob was put aside as the images of him home alone stuffing his asshole with spent bottles of beer (the ones with the long necks) as well as broom sticks.\par \tab He shrugged and didn\rquote t answer--to himself or otherwise.\par \tab Alice Volich continued sucking.\par \par \tab Alice made a slight face indicating displeasure in the foul taste of spunk that filled her mouth.\par \tab\lquote Do you cum? On a regular basis?\rquote\par \tab Austin was embarrassed, he wasn\rquote t sure what \ldblquote cum\rdblquote meant.\par \tab\lquote It\rquote s what you just did into Alice\rquote s mouth. It\rquote s called cum.\rquote\par \tab Austin was stunned. He had heard the terminology before but had never really made the connection. He had left \ldblquote messes\rdblquote of cum in his bed, underwear, and hand.\par \tab The boy rubbed his prong onto Alice\rquote s face. He liked it. It was weird, strange, and so much more. He rubbed and rubbed and his cock that had begun to soften restrengthened instead.\par \tab\lquote Help lay her down.\rquote the Voice said.\par \tab Austin was cool with that.\tab\par \tab Just touching the girl was something. Holding her hand was one thing, pumping off into her mouth was something else again. And then there was the guiding her down onto the ground, opening her legs\'85\page\tab A moment was needed just to look at the girl in her new position.\par \tab Meanwhile, Brock and Heather removed the rest of their clothes and sat down. The day got less hotter, \ldblquote other\rdblquote voices could be heard, no one but the Voice paid them much attention. The red tailed hawk Heather was interested in soared o\rquote er head in small lazy circles, finally drifting off to the top of the area of Gold Mountain.\par \tab Austin Lemore pumped slowly into the girl beneath, schooled on the procedure of keeping his body up off the girl so as not to smoother or crush her. The sensation of penetrating the girl\rquote s pussy was beyond words. His eyes were closed during most of the action, it WAS way better than fucking his bed.\par \par \tab No words. No words were there to describe the incredible sensation of fucking a girl, having sex. No wonder the adults kept it to themselves! And little wonder why there were sexual deviants ruling the land with their mind altering devices.\par \tab Austin had always thought that if he had had some sort of mind controlling device, he\rquote s become the world\rquote s greatest spy. Maybe the world\rquote s greatest bank robber, or do-gooder, or something like that. Sexual deviancy never really entered his mind.\par \tab\ldblquote Is-is she gonna know I did her?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Only if you want her to.\rquote\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t know. Up at the top of the hill she was right about to get naked for him. She had sorta schooled him on how to jerk off correctly, she wasn\rquote t too bashful about it, either. \par \tab Austin fucked Alice until he was contented. It was a suddenness in his \ldblquote contentment\rdblquote , too. It came quickly and startled him. He casually wondered if ever anyone could fuck so hard that their dick would come off during the act?\par \tab When he was fairly well drained in the girl he pulled out. And another unique sensation there was when the crown of his cock was tantalized on the withdraw from the slopping wet pussy.\par \tab\lquote Do you want to know if she has sex with her older brother?\rquote\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t know, it was kinda curious. She was seeing him jerk off, he was letting her see him jerk off. They were brother and sister--that in itself almost cinched; it was near commonplace for brothers and sisters to have sex while growing up.\par \tab\lquote Would you like to fucked in the ass?\rquote\par \tab Austin\rquote s thoughts on Alice was quickly and abruptly interrupted.\page\tab His first response was No. Not just No, but HELL no.\par \tab But then\'85\par \tab\ldblquote Maybe.\rdblquote he said with a shrug. \ldblquote Just to know what it\rquote s like.\rdblquote and he was curious. \par \tab\lquote Would you like to fuck your friend Brock?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Brock?\rdblquote Austin looked to over where Brock sat. There was a mild curiosity. Austin found himself beside himself, again. What would it be like to stuff a Dude\rquote s hole? Couldn\rquote t be much of a diff in that of doinking a girl in the butt.\par \tab\lquote Would you like Brock to stuff you, in the ass and mouth?\rquote\par \tab Austin couldn\rquote t believe it. He wasn\rquote t alarmed, just curious. Damn curious. \par \tab\ldblquote Well, w-would HE know about it? I-I mean, like what you\rquote ve done with Alice--n-not letting her know about me doing her and such.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Only if you want it to be known.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin then looked to Heather.\par \tab\ldblquote And her, too?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote And her, too?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Cool beans!\rdblquote\par \tab Austin was a go.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc What\rquote s A Little Harmless Sex Among Friends--Part II\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab\ldblquote Y-you sure he\rquote s not gonna know?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Absolutely.\rquote\par \tab Timidly Austin worked Brock\rquote s partially erect schlong.\par \tab Just thinking about touching another Dude\rquote s member was weird. And at school, at the gym, in the shower, at the aquatics center in town--all those naked bodies. There was a strange strong desire to \ldblquote reach out and \ldblquote touch\rdblquote someone.\rdblquote He resisted but it always left him strange and sometimes with a boner.\par \tab He DID want to know what it would be like to pump in the ass, and for him to pump some Dude. But first--there was the little matter of \ldblquote tasting\rdblquote , first. There was a little nervousness about it, Heather-Alice, and the unknown Voice were present.\par \tab Gulping and swallowing (a lump) Austin licked the head of his friend\rquote s cock. There were no words to describe THAT sensation, either. But, if he HAD to put a word to it--slick. It tasted like string cheese! It was warm and had a strange \ldblquote odor\rdblquote about it. He went down on it.\page\tab Closing his eyes he engulfed the prick meat and sucked it.\par \tab Brock\rquote s cock grew inside Austin\rquote s mouth. He sucked and sucked, fondled/cupped the teen\rquote s balls and sucked and sucked and sucked. He did like it. He did.\par \tab The \ldblquote stuff\rdblquote that shot out and filled his mouth, splashed against the back of his throat nearly choked him; he wasn\rquote t too keen on the taste of splooge. \par \tab Brock\rquote s penis quickly began to die down, to soften. Austin sat back spitting out the goo. He found that his cock was screaming hard.\par \tab\lquote Want to fuck him in the ass?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, I-I guess so.\rdblquote\par \tab Brock \ldblquote assumed\rdblquote the position, on his hands and knees.\par \tab\lquote Spread his cheeks.\rquote cooed the Voice.\par \tab Kinda nervously Austin pulled the friend\rquote s cheeks open. And there was the hole. It was clean. It was a hole, a tight hole.\par \tab\lquote Would you like to KISS it?\rquote\par \tab Austin nearly choked again. He shook his head, \ldblquote No, I-I don\rquote t think so.\rdblquote the thought what came OUT of that tight hole was more unappealing that what came out of a Dude\rquote s cock.\par \tab\lquote Well, put your dick up to him, put it in, and fuck.\rquote\par \tab Austin did so, slowly. He found Brock\rquote s backdoor was kinda tight. Really tight. With dire determination, though, penetration was inevitable. His mind blanked out. He saw that he was entering Brock, butt fucking him. What would Brock think about it? They had joshed one another about such deeds and chastised others they KNEW where homos. He figured Brock to be pretty serious about his sexuality. Austin didn\rquote t consider himself \ldblquote gay\rdblquote , just horny.\par \tab His balls slapped against Brock. Inasmuch as the sensation of fucking was intense while screwing Alice, it was ten times as intense with the boning of Brock! Austin gripped Brock\rquote s hips tightly and began slamming harder and harder into the backdoor. It was incredible, unbelievable, indescribable.\par \tab That sensation of \ldblquote cumming\rdblquote came again--and again--and again some more. It was terrific! He squirted DEEP into Brock\rquote s asshole, he fucked like a mad rabbit or an ultra horny dog. He didn\rquote t want the sensation to stop.\par \tab It slowly did, though, dying off to the point whereas it was okay to pull out. He didn\rquote t receive the same unique sensation when he had pulled out of Alice\rquote s cunt, though.\page\tab Sitting back, Austin watched his ooze ooze out of Brock\rquote s rectum.\par \tab He stared at Brock\rquote s back end; his sweaty ass, dangling ball sac, hard cum dripping cock. He found strange feelings inside him, he WAS sorta kinda attracted (al la sexually speaking). It annoyed him. He was NOT gay. Was he? He liked girls. Really liked girls. So what if he wanted to slurp on some tubesteak, or take a pocket rocket up his own ass. So what!\par \tab Heather.\par \tab Heather Gains. She was thirteen, almost fourteen. She was well developed. She looked GREAT in a swimsuit. She looked great in a dress, shorts, jeans\'85\par \tab She had done some modeling for a teen magazine, but it wasn\rquote t her personal life\rquote s pursuit. A naturalist, doing the cause for nature was her thing. She was beyond cute. Austin stared at her titties. He liked them. A lot. They were nice. Damn nice. Almost ski-slope-like, but roundish and hanging down just a tad. \par \tab\lquote You want her to suck you off?\rquote\par \tab Austin shrugged. He wasn\rquote t sure. He just wanted to marvel at her. He never in his life thought he\rquote d get to see her naked. He stood real close to her, his cock dangling down, dripping cum. His balls were swelling and tingling. A blowjob, from Heather, absolutely!\par \tab He squatted before her, first. Her face was truly magical. Her eyes, her lips, that perfect nose. She was dainty but in a subtle way. A marvel, a true magical marvel. And she was naked!\par \par \tab Coping a feel-job from her titties was nice. His hands, too, went up and down her body. He stared between her legs--he wanted to see her pee. He wanted to see her getting dicked.\par \tab\ldblquote Hey, uhm, Sir, d-do you know if she and Brock here have done it?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes what?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote They have done it.\rquote\par \tab Dang. he knew it. He had an image form in his head--seeing Brock on top of Heather, driving his dick into her pussy. He\rquote d like to see that.\par \tab\lquote I can make that happen.\rquote interrupted the invading Voice.\par \tab\ldblquote Wh-what-what-what!?\rdblquote stammered a startled Austin.\par \tab\lquote I saw your thought, it was very prominent. You want to see Brock stuffing Heather. I can make that happen. I can make ANYTHING happen.\rquote\par \tab\lquote I bet you can!\rquote said Austin to himself. (or so he thought)\par \tab\lquote I heard that!\rquote\par \tab Austin gulped.\par \tab The red tailed hawk was suddenly in the area again, circling overhead and squawking. Other voices were suddenly heard, someone calling out names: Austin! Alice! Brock! Heather! Several voices there were, a ways down--at where the gang\rquote s bikes were supposed to be.\par \tab\ldblquote SHIT!\rdblquote bitched out the naked sweating cum dripping Austin, \ldblquote Our folks!\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Hmmmm, don\rquote t fret. Let me handle it.\rquote\par \par Indulgence\par \tab Several adults, some pissed off, came into the area. Some split at the crossroads while others followed the creek. Some were concerned for the welfare of the \ldblquote missing\rdblquote foursome. Some were just pissed.\par \tab They never knew what hit them.\par \par \tab Austin sat patiently, he had dressed himself despite being told by the Voice that he didn\rquote t need to. He had waited about five minutes before scurrying into his clothes. The others remained nude.\par \tab\lquote I don\rquote t know how long I\rquote ll be, but I\rquote ll be back.\rquote famous last words.\par \tab Austin had shrugged and then sat quietly on a stump.\par \tab After dressing, he felt a little better. He listened to the wind, watched the woods, sat absolutely still. It was still hot, but as \ldblquote damn hot\rdblquote as it had been. He waited. \par \tab And waited.\par \tab And waited some more.\par \tab He farted and then had the urge/need to pee.\par \tab While pissing on a shrub he looked sideways to Alice. He wanted to pee on her. He wanted her to sit on his face and PEE on him--he wanted to see her pee pissing out of her pussy!\par \tab He wasn\rquote t interested in, though, in seeing her poop. That was gross.\par \tab After peeing and thinking of Alice on his face--he had a boner. Cool! Turning about he faced her and waited. The Voice had said that the group was \ldblquote sustained\rdblquote and were still under control. He waggled his cock before Alice. If she should freak out, any of them, he would simply go along with the idea that HE had been under someone\rquote s mind controlling efforts.\par \tab Alice didn\rquote t bat an eye.\par \tab Gently he caressed her face, ran his fingers thru her hair, farted, and waggled his dick before her. \page\tab Using extreme caution, Austin Lemore proceeded with stuffing Alice\rquote s mouth (again.) She was getting boned by her brother. That was a natural, a given. He\rquote d like to see it happening, though. Was she willing or just sorta? Did she suck him off, too? Did their parents know?\par \tab Every inch of his prick went into the girl\rquote s mouth. He wished Brock and Heather would have stayed away a little longer up on the hilltop, he was sure Alice would have willingly given herself to him and it would have been grander than the Voice and his magical doings.\par \tab Something snapped out in the woods.\par \tab Austin nearly zipped his dick again whirling around and trying to focus in on where the sound had come from. All was quiet and still. Nothing stirred, nothing moved. There was a pending urge to take a dump, but he squeezed his backdoor and waited.\par \tab Heather\rquote s panties were still in his hand, he had used them (on the Voice\rquote s urging) to wipe clean his dick before stuffing it into Heather\rquote s mouth after he had pulled it fresh from Brock\rquote s hole.\par \tab He held the girl\rquote s panties and scooped up Alice\rquote s, too. Both he then stuffed into his own underwear, the softness of the undies consoled his aching dick.\par \tab No sounds. Nothing. He waited. And waited. And waited some more. When nothing more seemed to occur, he waited a little bit more than slowly strolled over to the mindless Heather.\par \tab Up against her face he pressed his dick. With his pants and undies sliding back down, he took her hand and made her rub his ass. He liked that. A lot. \par \tab He took her hand, having her work his organ, fondle his balls, the whole bit. His cock became more and more hard and his desire to doink her even harder. He thought of simply jacking off onto her face, to see his cum dripping down her face cheeks and shoulders and tits.\par \tab Into her mouth he stuffed himself, then pulling out and pressing her soft butt cheeks to her face. What would it be like to have her KISS my asshole!? he wondered.\tab\par \tab He was about to position Heather, to lay her down on the ground on her clothes when another noise in the woods distracted him. He stood very-very still and waited near breathlessly. He thought he saw a wavering, or a shimmering of some kind. He couldn\rquote t make it out, it was seriously camouflaged against the backdrop of the woods.\par \tab He did notice that the voices he heard earlier calling for the group had been silenced. It kinda worried him, what had the Voice done to them?\page\tab Suddenly,\par \tab\lquote It is I, you can relax, I have returned.\rquote\par \par \tab\lquote You may continue with what you were doing.\rquote\par \tab Austin was all for that, but a little unfocused.\par \tab\ldblquote M-my folks, Heather and Brock\rquote s and--\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote They are fine. They are well.\rquote\par \tab Although Austin was relieved to hear that, he wanted to see it for himself. Not that he didn\rquote t trust the Voice, it wasn\rquote t that. Well, maybe it was. The sudden image of those poor bastards massacred by the crazed Itchee Indian filled his mind. Two national forest rangers and a small family out camping in the wilderness.\par \tab\lquote Place Heather on the ground.\rquote came the Voice. It seemed stronger and almost forceful. A strange feeling came over Austin, one like it wasn\rquote t himself responding to the command. He saw himself following thru, gently easing Heather onto her clothes, straightening her legs an\rquote all. But--but it was like it WASN\rquote T him.\par \tab There was no explaining it. The feeling soon passed as the desire to stuff Heather\rquote s pussy fulfilled him.\par \par \tab Heather\rquote s pussy. Though it was not tight or snug fitting, it was wondrous and Austin enjoyed every bit of it. He pumped slow--he pumped fast. His mind blanked most of the time, he struggled to find words to describe the incredible sensations. He stared down into the girl\rquote s eyes, then to her jiggling titties. Sex was great!\par \tab Sex got better as the pivotal moment came to be. His whole body went thru a strange metamorphosis. His toes began to curl and tingle. His hair, too. His body arched and there was an amazing sensation seething thru his cock. He was no longer in control of himself--Sex was.\par \tab It felt like he was having one of those real good pees. He could feel \ldblquote pee\rdblquote screaming through his dick and showering the inside of Heather\rquote s twat. He pumped madly until the apex of his act had been reached. Then there was plummeting that came rather slowly.\par \tab He lay his nude sweating body onto the nude sweating girl--his cock embedded still within her--still jutting juices. The boy cussed lowly to himself. He finally raised up off the girl, his cock popping out of her cunny. Again, with the freeing of the super sensitive crown from the wondrous pussy again sent him reeling with a little more cum shooting out of his piss slit.\page\tab\lquote I take it you liked it.\rquote\par \tab Austin was kinda speechless.\par \tab\lquote There\rquote s more you can do.\rquote\par \tab Austin rolled a shoulder. Looking down to the naked sweating mindless Heather, he guessed he could boff her in the ass--like he had done to Brock (and he still couldn\rquote t believe he had!)\par \tab \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab As motocross was more of a MAN kinda thing, there weren\rquote t a lot of females interested. A few. Most of the \lquote few\rquote were supporters and not participants. The \ldblquote camping\rquote experience juxtaposed with motocrossing in the wilderness helped garner more family members of the female type. Heather\rquote s mom was one such. Austin\rquote s mother (step-) was there, too. Two younger girls who were family friends of Brock\rquote s family. And so on.\par \tab Austin was NOT interested in any way at his step-mother. He hated her in facts and the two did NOT get along. She wasn\rquote t too bad looking, though. The pair of young family tag-alongs were cute--a mild interest there was for Austin. \par \tab The biggest interest, though--was Heather\rquote s mom.\par \tab Many times did he flog-the-dog thinking of the woman laying out naked before him. He was a little perv! Did he have the same naughty thoughts for the little girls--Katey and Amanda? They were merely seven and eight respectively.\par \tab Yes. Yes he did. Digging a little deeper into the boy\rquote s pervy mind, he sometimes tried his hand (finger) at surreptitiously fingering the girls, just a little. It was pure sex, nothing more--a desire to rub his penis against their bare skin--pussy, ass, mouth, chest, whatever--he didn\rquote t care. \par \tab Austin was ashamed. The thoughts of such deeds filled him as he knew that the Voice knew. Those narly naughty desires he wished to keep to himself.\par \tab\lquote Would it help you to know that she (Heather\rquote s mother) wants you, too?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote What!?\rdblquote Austin nearly shouted out.\par \tab\lquote Yes, she does. But as an adult, a woman, a pillar of the community in good standing, invoking such delights is a no-no and she keeps those naughty things to herself.\rquote\par \tab Austin had to take that in. Heather\rquote s mom wanted him!\par \tab\ldblquote For reals?\rdblquote\page\tab\lquote Yes, for reals.\rquote it was a lie, but what the hell\'85\par \tab It DID help Austin, though. His shagged out aching cock became as stiff as ever. He looked upon the woman with a new look. \ldblquote Will she know I\rquote m doing her?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Not unless you want her to.\rquote\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t know. He was confused. Confused and horny. Not always a good combination. With the woman laying down, naked--Austin mounted her and glided in his erection.\par \par \tab Midway thru the deed of boning Heather\rquote s mom, Austin felt a hand on his ass. He wasn\rquote t frightened or startled, just a little concerned. Turning his head and still pumping, he saw a man. There was a \ldblquote glow\rdblquote about the form of the man; he was tall, dark haired, and naked.\par \tab\lquote Do not be alarmed.\rquote spoke the Voice. \par \tab Austin wasn\rquote t, just concerned. He continued pumping into Janice Gains, trying to concentrate on cumming. The Voice-man caressed Austin\rquote s ass, squeezing cheeks and diddling his hole. As Austin stepped up the pace of pumping into Janice, the Voice-man clutched his balls and squeezed them.\par \tab It wasn\rquote t painful, just a little strange.\par \tab Austin soon began to cum. It wasn\rquote t as glorious as boning Janice\rquote s daughter or Alice, but it was okay. Her pussy wasn\rquote t too snug, but it was okay. There was concern about the Voice-man, what was he ultimately going to do?\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc Finishing Touches\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1 Zug-Zug\par \tab For reals, Austin lowered Katey\rquote s shorts. Typical kiddie shorts, thin cotton with jillions of flowers and butterflies all over them. Purple panties. Inasmuch as he had been in amazement at seeing Alice\rquote s poon, he was doubly so at seeing little seven year old Katey\rquote s smooth cunt.\par \tab With the girl\rquote s clothes down at her ankles, Austin stared. His drooling cock ached even more so than it had previously. He couldn\rquote t believe he was being able to get away with so much. His hands came onto the girl\rquote s bare ass. He nearly melted.\par \tab Katey was cute. Long strawberry blond hair, a short chin, small nose, missing a couple teeth on each side of her front teeth. He leaned up closer to her, taking one of her hands to his Stiffy\'85\page\tab From there it was just a matter of time.\par \tab Good hand jobbing. He couldn\rquote t explain it, even if he wanted to--what the deal was in regards to his desire. Power? No. Sex? Sorta. It was--it was unexplainable. Just to be naked with the girl, to have her naked; to place his hands on her bare body, to see her naked, to see her naked pussy. He guessed then it was all about being a pervert.\par \tab After a bit of having her masturbate him, his hands squeezing her ass and diddling her asshole, he gently laid the girl down. After removing her shorts and panties, he parted her legs and stared at her for a long moment.\par \tab\lquote Go down on her,\rquote cooed the Voice, \lquote lick out her pussy.\rquote\par \tab Austin knew he wanted to, but there was a nagging hesitation.\par \tab Slowly, he lowered himself onto the girl, resting his cock onto the girl\rquote s poon. Slowly he rubbed, up and down. Katey stared up to him, mouth open, eyes wide and non-blinking. He knew that he had always wanted to do such a thing, but then again\'85\par \tab\par \tab So caught up was he in his wicked thoughts of confusion, to like or not like--he failed to realize that he had cum. But he had. The orgasmic feeling filled him, swelled within him. It wasn\rquote t a big orgasm or a big \ldblquote mess\rdblquote , but a small amount of goo was spilled onto the girl\rquote s poon.\par \tab He hadn\rquote t entered her. Just a lot of humping on the poon.\par \tab\lquote Wouldn\rquote t you rather fuck than hump?\rquote queried the Voice.\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t answer, just with a shoulder shrug.\par \tab\lquote Would you like to try the other one?\rquote\par \tab Again, no verbal expression, just a shrug of indifference.\tab\par \tab\lquote I\rquote d like for you to.\rquote there was a brief pause, then, \rquote Take her pants and underwear down, please.\rquote\par \tab Austin paused a moment, sighed and then complied. Amanda was a year older, but still, Austin had minor qualms about \ldblquote doing\rdblquote her. He did, though, enjoy lowering her pants and panties. Her poon was just as undeveloped as was Katey\rquote s. \par \tab On his own without prompt from the Voice-man, Austin fingered the girl. His hands cupped her ass and squeezed the flesh; then there was the dragging a finger up and down the girl\rquote s slit. The more he \ldblquote dragged\rdblquote the more his dick got harder and harder and harder\'85\par \tab Could he be so callus as to do what he desired? \par \tab Yep.\page\tab His hands mostly explored the young girl; then, laying her down he pressed/rubbed his hard schlong all over her ultimately resting it against her equally lovely naked bald poon. He humped. He grinded and felt the desires to actually \ldblquote enter\rdblquote her seethe to the point of he was actually stuffing the head of his cock into her.\par \tab The screech of the red tailed hawk stopped him. Distracted him rather. He saw the bird not too high up in a nearby pine. It scooted along a narrow branch, fluttered its wings, shot a big mass of bird poo and shuttled back towards the trunk of the tree.\par \tab Austin sat up. Though Amanda was really a nice looking girl, all naked and all; the desire to shag her ebbed away.\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry, dude--I-I can\rquote t.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote No worries.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Are-are you gonna make me?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote The thought crossed my mind, it would make it easier--for me as well as you.\rquote\par \tab Silence.\par \tab\lquote However, I have another solution.\rquote\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc Happy Daze\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par Meanwhile, back at the raunch\par \tab The Aquatics Center was nice, real nice. Lots of prospects there. The pizzeria--lots of prospects there. The arcade, the mini mall, the wanna-be city mall, two parks, and the only other hangout popularized by teens--Al\rquote s.\par \tab Al\rquote s was a big drive-in, popularizing on the 1950s theme. Practically everyone in the desert town came to Al\rquote s. Al was a nice man, Chinese American, not into martial arts, just popular hungry money spending teens. All the kids liked him, he liked them--\rquote specially their money.\par \tab Skyler and Jake were teens. They blended in nicely and\'85\par \par \tab After three chocolate malts, Skyler upped to the bathroom. No one else was within and after making room for more malt, he rendered himself \ldblquote invisible.\rdblquote seemed the thing to do. Afterwards, he scooted out and across the small hall to the Girls restroom.\par \tab One girl was inside, on the toilet pissing and farting up a storm.\par \tab A nice girl, midlevel teen. Skyler had always wanted to see girls being like boys, he knew that EVERYONE farted peed, and pooped. Kings and Queens, Admirals, and movie stars--all did the same thing in the shitter.\page\tab After the teenie bopper did her thing, she fussed with her air, farted once more, then left. (leaving Skyler with a tremendous boner.) He knew he had to come up with yet another Contraption, a third one--one that combined both elements from C-I and C-II. He knew it would be a vast undertaking--the units required massive amounts of power and expelled a lot of heat. The side effects, too, were a bitch.\par \tab But, being invisible was cool an\rquote all, but he wanted Mind Control, too; the ability to manipulate a mind of a subject--or two--or three. One or the other wasn\rquote t cool. Well, it WAS cool, just that he wanted them both.\par \tab Anyways, while reading some very crude jokes on the bathroom wall, a pre-teen girl wandered in with another behind her. They were friends. The first one was a red haired girl, not overly pretty. Lots of freckles adorned her face, her very round face. Pretty blue eyes, though. A small dainty nose. Well dressed, suggesting one or both parents had good jobs. She had small breasts that were \ldblquote under development.\rdblquote\par \tab Her friend was TALL, thin, TIGHT jeans, TIGHT turquoise top. Long blondish hair, long jaw line. Overly nice and extremely horny. Both were \ldblquote drooling\rdblquote over the myriad of boys in the outer room.\par \tab\ldblquote Gawd!\rdblquote almost shrieked the tall skinny girl, \ldblquote He is SOOOOOOO fucking cute!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I know! I know!\rdblquote giggled the red head. She immediately entered into a stall, her friend held the door open--watching as the pre-teen girl undone her short jean skirt and yanked it down--basic white panties, too. Quickly the girl began friggin her snatch, a light-light covering of poon hair there was; Skyler smiled--she was a true red head. And she didn\rquote t appear to be a virgin, either!\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote ll never get him to bone you, though.\rdblquote stated the tall one.\par \tab\ldblquote I might.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Never.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah huh!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I know something.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He\rquote s boning Ritchie\rquote s girl.\rdblquote\par \tab The tall one nearly fainted. \ldblquote Oh my fucking Gawd! No way!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Way.\rdblquote the red head girl copped a squat on the toilet, spread her legs wide and \ldblquote got after it.\rdblquote The tall girl eased into the cubicle, undoing her tight blouse--freeing her lovely ample breasts. The girl on the toilet began massaging them and leaned up to begin sucking on the pert nipples.\page\tab Joanie\rquote s hands slipped up under her friend\rquote s tight skirt, squeezing bare ass flesh, friend Jenny Piccalo didn\rquote t have any panties on. Joanie\rquote s was on the sorta unclean bathroom floor, her mouth fully engulfing a titty. Jenny held her friend\rquote s head, coming down onto her lap.\par \tab The bathroom door opened and Jenny raised her legs.\par \tab Skyler could well enough see the value of mind manipulation\'85\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab Later that same day\'85\par \tab Joanie meandered about Al\rquote s place, she was a very regular as was her older teen brother and his pals. She was well liked by the owner and it was no problem for her to remain on the premises after the place shut-down for the night.\par \tab Al\rquote s usually stayed open to midnight and beyond, but the rash of misbehaving perverted citizens prompted the city council to invoke a curfew. The curfew came at 10 PM. The current time was 9:30. The place was cleared out, the city cops were on the prowl and waiting for loitering teens.\par \tab Joanie wasn\rquote t alone. Her brother, Ritchie, was supposed to have picked her up--but a quick phone call (from Joanie) nipped that. She made some other excuse and it allowed Ritchie to go on with his date, Lori Beth.\par \tab Ritchie\rquote s best pal, Warren, was with Joanie. Warren (aka Potsie) was helping Al, closing up, locking doors, and that sort. Potsie had run up a bill, broke a couple of things, and wanted (needed) to make it up to the owner.\par \tab Potsie was cool with Joanie, his best pal\rquote s little sister. He had known her most of his life. He was cool with driving her home. But first\'85\par \tab Joanie hung by the juke box, Potsie wandered around double checking doors and cleaning up. He had no date and had something on his mind (about Ritchie and HIS date, Lori Beth.) \par \tab\ldblquote Put Your Head On My Shoulder\rdblquote came on the jukebox.\par \tab\ldblquote Joanie!\rdblquote cried out Potsie, \ldblquote We don\rquote t have time for that.\rdblquote\par \tab Joanie, though, paid him no mind.\par \tab\ldblquote Dance with me.\rdblquote she told him as he came to possibly shut the unit off. Potsie gave her the look of \ldblquote Not in this lifetime!\rdblquote but Joanie was adamant and clung to the tall handsome hunk of a seventeen year old.\par \tab Potsie didn\rquote t dance but tried to fend her off--but not too hard.\par \tab Joanie clung tighter to the hunk of her dreams. (well, one of a few she knew) \page\tab\ldblquote Ritchie and Lori Beth are out on a date.\rdblquote Joanie said.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, I know.\rdblquote said Potsie. \par \tab\ldblquote I know what they are doing.\rdblquote\par \tab Potsie was taken aback at the comment. He knew what his best pal and Lori Beth were doing, too; but he didn\rquote t Joanie did! She was just a kid!\par \tab\ldblquote I want to do it, too!\rdblquote Joanie suddenly blurted.\par \tab Potsie\rquote s breath was taken. Clean away. Joanie light brushed the back of her hand to Potsie\rquote s crotch, specifically his boner. (he had been thinking of Lori Beth, all naked and all--and Ritchie pounding her.)\par \tab\ldblquote Joanie!\rdblquote Potsie barked and pushed the girl away.\par \tab Joanie looked hurt, she was cute--sorta. But she was just a kid, just a kid! \ldblquote Joanie!\rdblquote wailed Potsie, \ldblquote You\rquote re my best friend\rquote s sister!\rdblquote followed by, \ldblquote I\rquote ve known you--forever!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote So?\rdblquote returned Joanie.\par \tab Potsie was flabbergasted.\par \tab Potsie shook his head. There was no way. There was just no freaking horny way he could fool around with his best bud\rquote s baby sister. Could there? It was a fleeting thought, but no. NO! No, he couldn\rquote t, he simply couldn\rquote t/shouldn\rquote t/wouldn\rquote t.\par \tab And that was that.\par \tab Not quite.\par \tab\ldblquote I know about you and Lori Beth.\rdblquote\par \tab Ut oh.\par \tab Potsie stared at the pipsqeak of a girl.\tab\par \tab\ldblquote W-what?\rdblquote\tab\par \tab Joanie smiled devilishly so and looked up to the seventeen year old hunk. He was athletic, all sports pro, could sing AND act in school plays and functions. And he was a hunk.\par \tab\ldblquote Yep,\rdblquote declared the horny pre-teen, \ldblquote I saw you and Lori Beth at the park, in Ritchie\rquote s room, too!\rdblquote\par \tab Potsie looked pale and about to faint. He closed his eyes slowly, he was busted. Big time.\par \tab\ldblquote So-so w-what do you want?\rdblquote he needed clarity.\par \tab Joanie smiled, she had a wondrous smile, that was a plus for her.\par \tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote she drawled twisting her young body, she didn\rquote t; say verbally but let her body actions convey her desire.\par \tab Again, Potsie was a no-go.\page\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll tell.\rdblquote Joanie said. And she would, too; she was a little tattletale from way back. Potsie had to think it over--it\rquote d surely ruin everything; his friendship with Ritchie would be over, the relationship between Ritchie and Lori Beth would be strained and probably over.\par \tab Damn.\par \tab\ldblquote Where?\rdblquote he asked off the cuff.\par \tab\ldblquote No one\rquote s here.\rdblquote Joanie said with a smile. She moved to one of the booths, undoing some clothing. Potsie remained where he was, it was too much for him. It was his best pal\rquote s sister, a girl under fourteen to boot. There was just no way--no way.\par \tab Was there?\par \tab Well, was there?\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc **\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab Joanie\rquote s clothes lay scattered on the clean swept fifties styled floor. Her lover, Potsie, had his clothes mingled with hers. They were both naked. Joanie sat perched on the laminated table, legs open, hands tightly gripping the edge of the table hanging on for dear life--as Warren the Potsie pumped into her twelve year old cunt.\par \tab Potsie said nothing. Joanie said nothing. What was there to say? Joanie bit her lower lip, eyes closed tight and reeled in the hunkster\rquote s lovely hunky cock humping her puss. \par \tab She had (earlier) eased off her clothing, one piece at a time. She did so mostly with her back to the handsome fuck, when she was at her panties and bra she stood still and waited. Potsie COULD still back out. Joanie WOULDN\rquote T (wasn\rquote t) going to rat him and Lori Beth out, she\rquote d hold that as a trump card and try later--if Potsie didn\rquote t sink his bone into her.\par \tab But then Joanie began lowering her panties and ditching her bra.\par \tab There was a subtle \ldblquote moan\rdblquote from Warren-the-Potsie Webber. His cock had been fished out. It was stiff and hard and \ldblquote ready.\rdblquote twelve years old or not, he was going to fuck.\par \tab He came up behind the nude girl, hands going up and down her sides, cupping her small but budding breasts, then working down to her slightly furry poon and giving that a finger or two, too.\par \tab His naked cock pressed hard against her backside. Joanie reached around and found it, stroked it, then positioned it down between her ass cheeks.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck me, Potsie, fuck me, please!\rdblquote\par \tab Potsie gulped--how could he refuse?\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }