{\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 3\par The Rescue\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par Fine Kettles of Fish\par \tab He stared at his friend for a long time, all the time he smoothed his hand over the little girl\rquote s bare butt. A time or two--or three, Jason pulled a cheek of the little girl, exposing her crack, hole, and poon. He moved his hips so as to grind against the bare naked chest of the little girl and was close to creaming, too.\par \tab Brad couldn\rquote t believe it.\par \tab Jason definitely couldn\rquote t believe it.\par \tab After being \ldblquote visited\rdblquote by Jane and Molene, the boys were alone for some hours. After stripping off their clothes in the woods they had also had to give up their watches so time didn\rquote t mean squat inside the underground room but they surmised the passage of time. Then, a little girl no more than seven came in. Brad had major issues with doing anything with her. Jason only had issues as Brad was right next to him. Otherwise, he didn\rquote t give a flip.\par \tab Connie the girl was, she came and stood close to Brad and Jason sitting on the single bare mattress, diddling herself. She was pretty, long brown hair, blue eyes, a long narrow jaw, nice looking--especially butt bare ass naked.\par \tab Brad placed his hands over his semi-softened pud, Jason opened his legs and bared his nakedness. Connie almost smiled, like Jane and almost had so Molene. Jason gripped his stick and lightly stroked it. He marveled at the girl but seriously didn\rquote t believe he could actually stick her. The desire was there, no denying that, but she was too young for him to fuck. (unless of course she was willing\'85)\par \tab Connie came down and Jason found himself caressing her ass. His cock became dramatically hard. Connie lay down across his lap (and dick) and Jason had a field day continuing to caress her ass.\page\tab At length, though, Connie turned herself and straddled him, riding her snatch on his fully erect erection. She humped and grinded and Jason helped her, hands clamped tenaciously to her ass, fingers digging into her crack and anus.\par \tab Then, Connie eased herself up and gripped the teen\rquote s cock. She guided the bulbous knob into her body and slid herself down on it. Jason was amazed. Shocked. Elated.\par \tab Little Connie made some noise and Jason gripped her hips and kept her from sliding all the way down his bone. But he was in half way and together they fucked until a gusher load of hot monkey spunk filled her.\par \tab Desperately Jason desired to go off in her asshole. His prick worked overtime still nestled in her cunny, though; his hands roaming up and down her naked body, mostly centered at her ass. His cum jutted into her until such a time as the \ldblquote softening\rdblquote began.\par \tab Connie laid on the nude sweaty boy and rested.\par \tab Beside them Brad masturbated. Connie shut her eyes and another little girl appeared at the door.\par \par *****\par \par \tab There were several trails he could have taken. Several. The woods were Seth\rquote s, Forrest was merely a \ldblquote visitor.\rdblquote and without a dog he had to rely on his own wits. \par \tab He went along stealthfully as possible\tab taking his time. It was a time consuming ordeal and with each passing step and hour and no sign whatsoever of his friend, he began to fret.\par \tab Carefully Forrest began drumming up \ldblquote options.\rdblquote always have a backup plan; rhetoric learned from his military days. When something goes awry don\rquote t be caught with your pants down--literally!\par \tab Broken twigs and trodden down landscape with military style boots gave Forrest an uneasy feeling. He was nearing a road less traveled which was near a paved road which was not far from a well traveled main road.\par \tab With the sounds of helicopters droning in the air and an occasional radio (military style again) wafting in on listless air, Forrest became more and more alert, if not worried. \par \tab Not good. Not good at all.\page\tab Of course, Seth COULD have made it to his family in town. Could have. Not likely, but could have. He may still be laid up somewhere ready to make his move. With the NG roaming and prowling about self preservation reigned supreme.\par \tab At the seldom used dirt road a National Guard vehicle was spotted. One man sitting on top smoking a ciggy. Another man was waist deep in the small field nearby doing something--the choice were taking a dump, taking a piss, or playing with it.\par \tab Another man sat in the shade of the wheeled blunt nosed APC, fiddling with a disassembled M-16. No one else was seen. Forrest carefully in super stealth mode crawled along to get closer. (when being sneaky acquiring information was near essential)\par \tab Managing to get as close to the APC (Armored Personnel Carrier) as possible without being seen he could read the tire information on the wheeled vehicle. He also could see some \ldblquote action\rdblquote going on within. Just inside the open side hatch of the APC a young woman bent over/clutched at a pull down sleeping bunk. Her camouflage pants and panties were down to her knees, against her pounding away was a tall rugged black man with his clothes to his knees, hands gripping tightly the white woman\rquote s hips humping furiously.\par \tab\par \tab Night creatures buzzed and cricked and did those things that night creatures did. He had a long ways to go to reach the main road. He didn\rquote t know for sure what he would do once he reached the main, he didn\rquote t have exact bearings so he would firstly have to find out just where the hell he was--in relation to the Town Seth came from. Then, decide whether or not to make a trip into the town and seek Seth out there, or what.\par \tab He had left the crew of the APC to their own devices; not wanting to tangle with them and created more problems (or noise) than was necessary. He carefully watched them and then moved on without notice.\par \tab It was decided that by the process of elimination Seth\rquote s house would have to be checked. Then, backtrack back to the Cabin. After that, he would not spend too much time in seeking out the elusive odd cousin. Either he was found or not. Forrest would stay around at the New Digs for a while, get his jollies, then move on. There were other places (and cousins) to visit.\page\tab As the darkness began to give way to a new day, Forrest kept to the tall weeds and trees, picking his way in super stealth mode. He wore camys to match the others (National Guard), he carried a M16, but was more disciplined than the weekend warriors, and he hoped to be more obscure.\par \tab The helicopters (two of them) buzzed about in different locales, one buzzed around the low desert nearby while the other seemed to be on patrol along the main road. A forest ranger SUV Forrest sighted, it didn\rquote t sight him. He kept low and unseen and moved only when he was absolutely sure.\par \tab At noon he came to the main road.\par \tab It was lined with civilian cars and trucks, buses, and all along with National Guard and other assorted Law Enforcement Snoops. Not good.\par \tab Forrest waited, watching, taking in the sights trying to make sense of what was happening. The gist was the NGs were checking all vehicles entering AND leaving the Town. Hmmmm Shit was getting deep and serious.\par \tab\tab\par \tab With the camouflaged uniform and M16 he blended in fairly well with the others, he stayed from them, though and meandered about the paused traffic trying to appear \ldblquote official.\rdblquote\par \tab As he made his way closer and closer to the front where a pair of APCs were parked and other assorted NG vehicles and a small contingency of Guardsmen held up traffic, Forrest debated and considered scampering off into the woods alongside the jammed road. \par \tab He sighted a small mid sized car and for some reason it took his interest. Up ahead in what appeared to be a staging area off the road in a slow traffic pullout a Deuce-and-a-Half was parked with what looked like civilians piled inside the cargo area. Forrest stared and stared.\par \tab It took a little doing to meander close to the big Army truck, and even more doing to get a quick looksee inside. Mostly men, in handcuffs and quick-ties. What their offenses were he didn\rquote t know, about a dozen or so. None were Seth Breene.\par \tab\ldblquote This one\rquote s ready to go, too.\rdblquote a voice said. Forrest ducked to the lee side facing the forest. \ldblquote Too?\rdblquote it implied another had already gone. Gone where? Was Seth onboard?\par \tab He suddenly became aware of staring eyes. Behind him in the forest, three children stood. The girl was short and approx. ten years or so, dark hair in twin pigtails, flat chested, nearly ghost pale white, flat face, knee length dress that was way-way out of style. Gothic.\page\tab Two boys flanked her, one was kinda pudgy and wore short britches with a red and white stripped shirt. He had a buzz cut and a face that gave Forrest the willies. He was approximately twelve or so.\par \tab The other boy was about the age of the girl, a little strange looking himself and small in body size. He also seemed to have a lot more hair than he should for a boy his age.\par \tab Forrest didn\rquote t know what to think, or do. Voices, though, prompted him to move along the lee side of the Deuce and make himself scarce.\tab\par \par Strange Associates\par \tab\ldblquote Next time I see you you will be clean! Is that understood, soldier?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote YES SIR!\rdblquote barked back the soldier.\par \tab The LT stared at him, a 90-Day Ass Kissing Wanderer. He wanted to say more, do more, but had other business. He turned on his heel and nearly tripped on the broken edge of the pavement. He recovered and listened for any snickering. \par \tab The man in walked briskly away. Other soldiers lingered then aimlessly scuttled away to tend to their business. Forrest held firm, narrowed his eyes. Desperately he wanted to deal with the smart ass lieutenant, but it wasn\rquote t prudent, appropriate. Not yet anyways. It had been close. He would have fully gotten away with impersonating a National Guardsman had it remembered to shave.\par \tab Oh well.\par \tab Town was miles away, he was not apt to making the trek by foot, he had been seen and called on by the lieutenant in charge of the traffic stop & search operation, others had seen him and probably knew the soldier who Forrest was trying to impersonate. \par \tab\ldblquote Private Cummings!\rdblquote a voice called out, \ldblquote The LT wants you!\rdblquote a fellow soldier beckoned with the wave of his arm. Forrest had been in the military, by now he should have complied with the LT\rquote s orders, be clean shaven. It was a status thing for the lieutenant, a manner in which to exalt his leadership by bringing down a lower form of soldier.\par \tab Forrest wasn\rquote t going to play along. He ducked to the lee side of the Deuce and contemplated his actions. Once more he sighted the strange trio at the woods\rquote edge. The pudgy boy beckoned him. The girl warned him with a glance and glare--soldiers were coming from behind the truck.\page\tab Forrest had no choice. He dashed and as soon as he was in the tall grass he went deathly still. He could see the girl. Black stockings, black dress shoes. Inappropriate for woodsy traveling. Dark blue dress with odd flowers resembling black roses, dark lace instead of white lace.\par \tab She gave him a quick nod, \lquote don\rquote t move.\rquote\par \tab Forrest remained extremely still. The grass would conceal him but he feared he had mowed it down. Carefully he moved to \ldblquote push\rdblquote the grass back up so as to hopefully make himself less conspicuous. He kept his eyes on the girl. She herself remained very still. The shorter \ldblquote hairy\rdblquote boy was gone. The pudgy boy remained close to the girl. Forrest deduced the two were brother and sister, the other boy a possible brother, too.\par \tab Suddenly there was a dog. A very hairy disgruntled looking dog, not too big but he had fangs and was apparently in a very bad mood. Some Guardsmen had come to the edge of the pullout area scanning the grasses and woods where the elusive soldier (Forrest) had possibly gone. The dog didn\rquote t exactly chase them, being somewhat wary of the fact that the NGs carried loaded weapons.\par \tab The mangy dog charged out of the tall giraffe grass barking and assuming an attack posture. The soldiers fled and created chaos among the stopped travelers. The handcuffed peoples in the Deuce that hadn\rquote t left yet freaked out as well and when the dog jumped in, they jumped out. Chaos reigned supreme!\par \tab It was enough for Forrest to scoot along into the woods.\par \tab The girl put her fingers to her mouth and blew sharply. The shrill alerted the hairy dog and he bolted away. A shot rang out and the dog yelped in pain.\par \par ****\par \par \tab For a moment all was quiet and unearthly still. Light trickled in thru the thick insulated windows, natural light from the full moon. Soon there would be snow, he didn\rquote t know if there were any blizzards to be had in the area, he was a newcomer. There then would be a new year and then what?\par \tab He had long thought that engaging immorally was the thing, to rub his manly dong against the flesh of another--boy or girl it didn\rquote t matter. To be sucked on, grinded, or to fill the hole of the boy or girl--it didn\rquote t matter. But then, noticeably he was drawn to watching. Watching a boy and a girl \ldblquote hook up.\rdblquote the grinding, the humping, sucking and full fucking. He watched from every angle and enjoyed, too--watching same sex relations.\page\tab With the dog collar controller in hand, he was master. He was feared. That in itself brought on a new nuance he wasn\rquote t aware of. He liked it. It was all about control. It helped wile away the long hours, watching everyone comply to his every whim. \par \tab Grandpa Noah found that \ldblquote Jason\rdblquote was more willing than the others. He tried to keep from showing it but Noah knew. Brad was somewhat willing, but the moral fiber issue was deeply entrenched in his Christian soul; he was more (or less) embarrassed to admit his sexual deviancies; and more (or less) embarrassed to show the fact that he DID enjoy getting a hummer from young girls. He was NOT into boys. Not in the least. Flesh was flesh, though. Flesh was flesh.\par \tab Brad had issues in regards to his sister Carrie. Stronger issues for Anna and Heather. Anna was a long time friend of the family, Heather was just simply too damn fucking young!\par \tab His thoughts to his own in regards to how he felt about banging off into his own mother! He DID get a boner and kept the boner going while banging off in her, and he DID cum! He sucked her titties and fucked her asshole--and at the point of orgasm LIKED IT!\par \tab After the girls Jane, Molene, Connie and Nina had come to \ldblquote visit\rdblquote them in some introductory manner, older girls came along. Brad had a hard time watching as Jason fucked Connie, the girl had laid on Jason\rquote s sweaty body and the boy\rquote s hands roamed the girl\rquote s ass. Brad secretly desperately wanted to do the same, but the moral fiber was so deeply entrenched that he couldn\rquote t.\par \tab Then, just after Jason\rquote s cock exploded into the young girl\rquote s cunny, another girl appeared at the open door. Someone behind her shoved her in. God, she was even younger than Connie!\par \tab Brad gulped. His cock was on fire, his balls singing. If she were older, ten at least, twelve would be better, or thirteen--but not six. Not six! He couldn\rquote t. he just couldn\rquote t.\par \tab The naked six year old slowly crept in, one hand at her cheek twisting while the other busied itself at fingering her cunny. Jason and Connie lay still, Jason\rquote s cock out of Connie\rquote s cunt and languishing about, still spewing forth icky milky white stuff, coating Connie\rquote s lovely trim ass.\par \tab Nina watched and seemed frightened, nervous, terrified.\par \tab From out in the hall there was someone clearing their throat--in somewhat of a demanding tone of warning. Nina almost cringed. She screwed up her face, looked to Jason and Connie then made way to Brad. Brad braced against the wall, one hand holding his fully engorged cock.\page\tab He then noticed the dog collar about the girl\rquote s lily white neck. \tab\par \tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote he blurted.\par \tab He opened his legs. He didn\rquote t know what to, or exactly how to do it, but he surely didn\rquote t want to see the little girl thrashing about on the floor screaming in pain \lquote cause he didn\rquote t want to do anything sexual to her. The child was close to tears. He took her by the hand and guided her down onto his lap, nestling his cock against her cunny.\par \tab He was unable to grasp the severity of the situation, or understand the nuances of sexual horrors--or if a girl had been fucked (repeatedly) or not. The child clung to him. Brad rested his hands against her ass and rubbed. Privately and somewhat kinda-sorta he wanted to be in her, but morally he didn\rquote t, he couldn\rquote t.\par \tab If he and she were alone--maybe?\par \tab Nina moved about on his lap, inching herself up some to whereas as bulging bone could be more pressed against her entrance. Brad placed his hands to her cheeks and pulled them apart gently. He couldn\rquote t believe what he was about to do. He thought it was bad enough sinking his tool into Jane, she was ten.\par \tab He thought of Carrie. What was happening to her? He figured as much as she was probably being raped. Repeatedly. He felt bad for her. He couldn\rquote t imagine what it was like. He consoled the little girl on his lap. His bone was rock hard and wanted to sink into the girl\rquote s body, but his mind held back.\par \tab Anna. He had seen Anna briefly in the nude when she stayed at their house, changing clothes for bed or for swimming. He had seen her more times in her underwear than he had seen his own sister! Sorta kinda he wanted to do her. He wasn\rquote t so up on the blowjob thing, or fucking a girl in the butt. He wanted to rub his cock against her, her butt and mostly her pussy. He never really thought about sticking himself in, though.\par \tab Ms. Marley. She was cool. He didn\rquote t think she was more older than 28 or so. Trim body, bouncing titties, always smiling and friendly. She was part Italian and she thrilled virtually every boy in her English class. Desperately Brad wanted to stick himself in her. He fantasized what she looked like in her panties or a swimsuit, taking a bath or shower, sitting on the toilet\'85\par \tab\'85before he knew it his prick was in Nina and they were fucking.\page\tab *\par \par \tab She gulped and held the edge of the bare mattress. Her mind whizzed and was a blur of images all running together like paint on a hot summer\rquote s day. Her legs were spread wide and a boy she did not know licked her pussy.\par \tab It sorta felt good, though.\par \tab When taking a bath she found fingering herself a pleasure.\par \tab Her friend, Anna, had told her about pressing her pussy up against the faucet of the bathtub and that sometimes felt kinda good. Sitting on the washer when it was in spin cycle felt REAL good. \par \tab Carrie cringed and gripped the mattress, the collar about her neck was tight and there was some tingling from the electrical jolt she got when she didn\rquote t do what she was told to do. Every so often the boy licking her incited incredible feelings she found to be incredible. In that she knew was wrong. Maybe. Her mommy told her not to \ldblquote play\rdblquote with her self \ldblquote down there\rdblquote as it was against God. But she had seen her brother, Brad, \ldblquote playing\rdblquote with himself, HE didn\rquote t seem to get into any trouble. \par \tab But still\'85\par \tab Carrie just figured it was \ldblquote one of those things\rdblquote parents always tell their children not to do (but the child is going to do it anyways in spite of). Her thoughts speeded up again, pausing only briefly on her mother and brother.\par \tab Beside her her bestest best friend Anna rocked as another boy was on her, between her legs pumping his hips madly. He was about twelve or so, not bad looking, blond hair, really nice looking. He wore a \ldblquote collar\rdblquote too so Carried wasn\rquote t too pissed or upset at him, the boy was in a \ldblquote fix\rdblquote himself and had to obey the Master(s).\par \tab The boy licking Carrie\rquote s cunny finally stopped and pulled himself up between her legs. He didn\rquote t have a collar on, his eyes were funny looking, he was dripping with sweat and smelled bad. She cringed as she felt his penis brush against her. A swoosh of cold air tantalized her naked pussy. It tingled and she very muchly wanted to finger it.\par \tab The lean boy locked himself above her and though she didn\rquote t hear him speak, she read his lips, I\rquote m Sorry. Carrie understood. He wasn\rquote t fucking her on his own. The boy closed his eyes and entered her.\page *\par \par \tab Deep in thought he methodically he smoothed his hand over Franny\rquote s ass. She was sound to sleep, the hour was late. Not knowing if it was safe enough to get a fire going he let it be. There were plenty of covers and with the electrical problems solved and the solar panels in tune, central heat put the chill of the underground living to nill.\par \tab DJ snored nearby, not too loudly or frequently. Travis thrashed about in his covers, and granddaughter Katey sat up but was asleep. Maybe. She hadn\rquote t stirred. She was wrapped in a blanket. It was too dark to tell if she was watching him, waiting. There was moonlight streaming in thru the window and a few nite lights strategically placed provided sufficiency so as one wouldn\rquote t stumble and trip on their way to the bathroom.\par \tab Franny wriggled and he picked the naked child up and held her to him. The child remained very much asleep. Katey didn\rquote t move. She continued to \ldblquote obey\rdblquote and not run off, to mostly willingly submit to his desire to have sex with her as well as her horndog best friend, DJ. It was only the summer before he (Noah) had caught the two butt naked in the backyard playboat fucking.\par \tab Noah was a former merchant mariner and in the backyard he built a unique playhouse for his grandchildren, a boat--a semi replica of the one he sailed on as captain until retirement.\par \tab There they were, clothes on the deck, Katey on the counter by the wheel with legs opened wide and naked DJ between her legs pumping madly. It wasn\rquote t the first time--not the first time the two had fucked or the first time Grandpa Noah had caught them. He had \ldblquote observed\rdblquote them many times before. He enjoyed watching them, as a grandpa he got to see his grandchildren in all stages of undress. Little Franny was a Fart Monster and \ldblquote let go\rdblquote often while on his lap.\par \tab Noah had surreptitiously fingered out both girls as they were toddlers, with Franny he had had her to himself one night and after she had gone off to deep slumber land, he \ldblquote anointed\rdblquote her face with his jiz, jacking off onto her nude body--this after removing all of her clothes. He fingered her poon, licked her out, then emptied tool juice onto.\par \tab The desire to sink said tool into her was great, but she was far too young--at the time.\par \tab With Katey he had mostly fondled her ass semi innocent-like.\page\tab As she and her sister got older, the desires of sexual deviancy grew intense. Then, happenstance. Katey butt naked getting doinked by DJ. He liked DJ; he understood that DJ didn\rquote t have such a happy homelife, his father drank and his mother worked several jobs. There weren\rquote t many other black families in the area, either. DJ and Katey had met in kindergarten and became fast friends--sleep overs, camping out (in the backyard) and being near constantly together each and every day.\par \tab Noah didn\rquote t know for sure just how long the two had been fucking, but he was elated to find out. The elation tripled and soared thru the roof when seeing them with Franny and Travis. He bided his time, Franny and Travis often went nude--\rquote cept when they were at their parents\rquote home. It was near automatic that as soon as Franny and Travis streamed into their grandpa\rquote s home off with their clothes!\par \tab Mostly they pranced about in their underwear, unless it was summer and terribly hot. Noah had a small wading pool and the kiddies seemed to enjoy skinny dipping--a lot. Katey--Katey was a scooch modest and didn\rquote t strip to the bare skin, panties yes, skin no.\par \tab DJ had no modesty at all. He had known Grandpa Noah as long as he had known Katey. By the time he was in 3\super rd\nosupersub grade he was referring to Noah as \ldblquote grandpa\rdblquote and that was okay with Noah.\par \tab Then, Noah was privy to watching DJ get a hummer from Franny. It was encouraged from Katey, Katey behind the young sibling directing her how to \ldblquote suck\rdblquote DJ\rquote s black cock. The young innocent did the job and did it well. Noah kept it in mind.\par \tab He then was soon privy to watching his granddaughter Katey suck on Travis, in an attempt to get Franny to suck him. DJ attempted to get Travis and Franny to \ldblquote hook up\rdblquote and fuck. The concept was vague to them so Katey and DJ happily showed them--visual aid.\par \tab It was long after that Noah got into the picture--busting the kiddies as they enjoyed a bit of impromptu orgy. The kids were visibly shaken and frightened--and promptly marched into Grandpa Noah\rquote s private den. Here the windows were heavily curtained. A great desk occupied space at one wall by the only window, it was layered with mariner papers and midi-sized ship replicas and all sorts of generalized seamen paraphernalia like that there.\par \tab On the walls were pictures of ships, anchors and ropes in the corners. On both side walls were shelves and shelves of books and ship models. A treasure chest filled mostly with antiques in a corner by the door.\page\tab Noah closed the door and had the kids line up. He brought Katey to him firstly and laid her across his lap. One swat, two swats, three swats, FOUR! Not particularly hard, not even enough to bring any serious tears. Although, Travis and Franny wept as neither appreciated being walloped.\par \tab DJ was next and Noah felt a strange urge. Smacking the boy\rquote s ass he had a definite desire to fuck the boy, to have him on his lap taking it DEEP in the ass.\par \tab With Travis he had never molested the boy, he had looked at the boy\rquote s nakedness and marveled at them, but had had no sexual desires to molest the boy. Just the girls.\par \tab After DJ Travis climbed onto his grandpa\rquote s lap, bawling. DJ caressed his semi searing butt and stood shoulder to shoulder to Katey who was also caressing her butt. How much MORE trouble were they in? DJ didn\rquote t think the trouble was going to be too bad, if it were--the ass beating would have been worse.\par \tab He also took note that Grandpa Noah had a boner!\par \par \tab Katey finally scrunched down or fell down, drawing the blanket tight about her. Noah considered getting up to check on the others, a safe and wise thing to do. For an operation such as keeping Captives it was necessary to have \ldblquote safe guards\rdblquote in place. Very necessary.\par \tab Gently he moved Franny onto the pile of covers and covered her. His cock was rock hard and very muchly did he want to bone her. Sticking Katey was one thing, she could take it. But Franny? He would have to satisfy himself with simply grinding against her. For now that was enough.\par \tab In the passageway/hall bathroom one of the former Cabinites butt humped one of the recent newbies. On the toilet was one of the teen Cabinites, she looked tense as she opened her eyes from sleep at the lumbering hulk of the grandpa.\par \tab Chet didn\rquote t stop, he was at the critical point and humped furiously into Brittany\rquote s ass. The girl was on her hands and knees, crying silently but enduring. On the pot sat Kristy, she had a tummy ache and a bit of diarrhea.\par \tab After Chet got off on getting off in the Chinese girl Brittany, he sat back on his haunches and then was aware of the \ldblquote visitor.\rdblquote the boy didn\rquote t know what to do or say or what.\par \tab\ldblquote Carry on.\rdblquote said the grandpa. He nodded and moved on.\page ****\par \par \tab The wound wasn\rquote t too bad but any foreign object searing hot invading a person\rquote s skin wasn\rquote t received well. And when the body invaded is a young person it\rquote s doubly so. But the young person Forrest worked on was different. He rested his head on the girl\rquote s lap, made some facial grimaces but otherwise took the affliction well.\par \tab Forrest, though, had a difficult time \ldblquote dealing\rdblquote with what he had seen. The \ldblquote dog\rdblquote he carried briskly thru the woods at break-necking speed to be as far away from the Guardsmen as possible was unlike any dog he knew. Along the way of running into the forest the \ldblquote dog\rdblquote changed. Forrest suddenly was carrying a small boy, about ten or so, and like the dog, extremely hairy; he had been like the boy Forrest had seen earlier on.\par \tab Then, when pausing to rest the boy in his arms suddenly became \ldblquote doggish.\rdblquote He \ldblquote transformed\rdblquote several more times before finally changing to boy status and remaining so. The night was bleak with dark foreboding clouds rearing up in the moonlit sky. The bullet from the M16 had grazed the boy\rquote s right buttock leaving quite a mark and uncomfortable sting.\par \tab Forrest had a first aid kit he always carried with him plus one he \ldblquote lifted\rdblquote from the first APC. The boy tightened up his little body, the girl held him firmly. The pudgy boy stayed a while but then scoured the outer area for security purposes.\par \par \tab\ldblquote He\rquote s going to be alright.\rdblquote Forrest said. The night was chilling and the scent of rain was in the air. The pudgy boy had returned and flopped down, gnawing on a piece of jerky. The hairy boy had gone to sleep. Forrest had taken the liberty of sliding the boy\rquote s pants down along with his underwear. It didn\rquote t seem to bother the girl, which Forrest didn\rquote t think so.\par \tab She was spooky. The girl. Pale, ghost white pale. She also looked or appeared to be malnourished--she was incredibly thin. Her attire also made her appear unhealthy, but she was not in reality.\par \tab\ldblquote My name\rquote s Forrest.\rdblquote Forrest said calmly situating himself to be comfortable, listening to the woods and using other senses to keep them safe.\par \tab For a moment nothing. Then, \ldblquote Wednesday.\rdblquote the voice was calm, small, almost childish, definitely girlish. \ldblquote That\rquote s my brother, Pugsly.\rdblquote she noting the pudgy boy sound to sleep against a tree.\par \tab\ldblquote This is our friend, Eddy.\rdblquote\page\tab\par \tab\ldblquote Just a bad graze, he\rquote ll be fine, though.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Thank you.\rdblquote the girl, Wednesday said.\par \tab\ldblquote No worries.\rdblquote \par \tab There was almost a smile from the girl. She kept her head bowed and toyed with the long dark stingy unkempt hair of the boy, Eddy.\par \tab\ldblquote On your own?\rdblquote Forrest asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Got a destination?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Want one?\rdblquote\par \tab Silence.\par \tab The hairy boy, Eddy, moaned and moved, scratched at his bare testicles but otherwise remained steadfastly asleep. The Third Day of the Week shifted her position, working her feet out from under her. Lips pursed, head still slightly bowed she remained quiet.\par \tab\ldblquote You can hang with me, if you like.\rdblquote\par \tab The girl looked up and looked into his eyes. There was no \ldblquote eye-lock\rdblquote , she was in thought (eyes rolling as if trying to lock on a statement to utter.) A dark past, an uncertain future, a shape-shifting boy. Did SHE have any strange abilities, her pudgy brother?\par \tab\ldblquote Sooooo, Eddy, he\rquote s--he\rquote s--a dog?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He\rquote s a wolf.\rdblquote she corrected.\par \tab\ldblquote A wolf?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote A werewolf to be exact.\rdblquote the girl rolled her eyes upwards to the darkening sky, the brilliant moon was magnificent and quickly being consumed by the clouds.\par \tab\ldblquote He changes on full moons?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest patted the boy\rquote s ass, the girl squeezed him a little more, Pugsly farted.\par \par ****\par \par \tab In the near darkness it was kinda hard to tell who was who. Not that it mattered much, it was just nice to have a face/name with the ass. It was a bare ass, a boy\rquote s ass. He was on all fours and had apparently just finished up with a girl. Noah wasn\rquote t too familiar with all of the Cabinites, or the additions since.\page\tab In the semi darkened room the boy on his hands and knees had in company a boy sitting on a natural rock ledge, he was masturbating. The girl who had been underneath the first boy had scooted up and was sitting with arms about her knees.\par \tab Noah stepped in and before the boy on his hands and knees could move, Noah shook his head, \lquote No.\rquote so the boy, Lonnie, remained as he was.\par \tab Noah, naked, with a boner raging, stepped further into the small round room and closer to the naked teenager. Though Noah had full reign to do as he desired to the inhabitants of the New Dig, there was apprehension. The girl on the floor looked good, she was another former Cabinite, Clorece. The boy on the natural rock shelf was Hank, he was twelve and the brother of Brock who was in an adjacent room doing Mandy.\par \tab Noah found himself working his manly aged organ and eyeing Lonnie\rquote s ass. He eyed Clorece\rquote s cunny and body as a whole and desired deeply to snake his wang into her, but suddenly found himself caressing Lonnie. The boy opened his legs more and bent down some. Noah caressed the boy\rquote s bare skin and reach between to fondle the dangling testicles.\par \tab His pud touched the boy\rquote s flesh. The boy tightened up some. Noah was unsure, he had been basically into \ldblquote girls\rdblquote ; lusting privately all the young girls he had ever saw. Boys were okay, young boys, his own boys. But he had done very little--a little fondling inappropriately, but nothing more outrageous than that.\par \tab Lonnie was a prime thirteen year old. Noah\rquote s prong prodded the boy\rquote s hole and after just a little coaxing gained ample entry. Lonnie had taken dick before, Noah so noted. Which was a given, in the short time he had known Forrest, Noah understood that the Supreme Pervert desired to see EVERYONE having sex in some capacity or another--same sex was a big thrill for him.\par \tab For Noah, too.\par \par \par *****\par \par \tab Jerky was alright--in a pinch, but it left a lot to be desired. A lot. In his pack a packet of trail mix and other small hand sized morsels to curb starvation. But it lacked--a lot.\par \tab The Town was in near lock down, near. Not total. Various Law Enforcement officials of one capacity or another roamed the streets. Near Martial Law had been declared. Not a friendly town to visit. \page\tab No words were needed, Forrest and Wednesday seemed to be able to convey much in just looking to one another. Wednesday, her brother and the slightly wounded Eddy remained in the just inside the woods outside the Town. Still in uniform Forrest eased within the boundary.\par \tab His search for another 2-\'bd ton truck was going to be interesting, there were near two dozen such trucks that he could see. He had no idea if his pal Seth was in one, or located somewhere else, or what. The plan to make for Seth\rquote s house was still on, getting to it would be a neat trick.\par \tab\'85until he sighted the HumVee. \par \par Happenstance is a Bitch\par \tab The vehicle--military issue, provided just a little more security. It came equipped with some weapons, food, water, blankets, and a driver. Happenstance is a bitch. The vehicle was a Town vehicle of the Sheriff\rquote s Department. The driver was female, alone; the co-driver was out sick, a secondary backup companion had a toothache and was at the dentist. Deputy Specialist Lisa Lane manned the HumVee on her own. It carried supplies from some of the NGs hassling the motorists trying to get in and out of the Town.\tab\par \tab Forrest, in uniform of the Guardsmen, easily made his way around the outskirts of the homes at the forest\rquote s edge unimpeded and unchallenged. There was something \ldblquote going on\rdblquote that piqued Forrest\rquote s interest. Wednesday and the two boys were secluded in the woods unseen.\par \tab No one was about; with Martial Law in near effect no one was venturing out until the \ldblquote All Clear\rdblquote from the major who was in charge of the Guard in command of the unfortunate town.\par \tab Looking back to the field and the forest, Forrest could just see the head of the strange girl. What an encounter: a shape-shifting boy? It was incredible! But so were too many other things in his life. He wouldn\rquote t have believed it had it not happened right in his arms! Did the girl and her pudgy brother have strange extraordinary powers, too?\par \tab Forrest took note of the fact the HumVee\rquote s placement, on a dry canal berm, overlooking the immediate area it was supposed to be guarding or watching or whatever. No one about, no one. He got closer to the vehicle of intent and utilized the fancy-schmanzy hi-tech binoculars he had \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote earlier gave him optimum insight to the narly goings on inside the heavily tinted glass of the vehicle.\tab He was mildly surprised and greatly amused to see a the young woman in charge of the vehicle in the company of three young-young boys. All were naked.\page\tab The oldest boy was no more than 12, the youngest approx. 6 or so with the child in the middle about 9ish. The two oldest boys were blond headed, blue eyed, near lily white while the youngest was dark haired and dark eyes. Utilizing the unique supreme features of the hi-tech binoculars Forrest noted the resembles just the same with the boys in regards to the woman--the boys were indeed brothers and the woman indeed their mother.\par \tab All their clothes were everywhere. The oldest boy on his knees at his mother\rquote s head his pre-teen prick in her mouth. The deputy hand a hand lovingly cupping her eldest son\rquote s testicles, a finger probing his asshole. The middle son was between her legs humping. The youngest at her head on the other side being fondled and caressed (and sucked) as well.\par \tab She seemed to be very absorbed and having a good time. Forrest wanted to join in, join them; but--priorities!\par \par \tab The mother--Lisa--repositioned herself to be on her hands and knees in the middle seat, taking her naked twelve year old son to her ass while she slurped on both the young sons. \par \tab The door of the HumVee suddenly opened and a man slid into the front driver\rquote s seat, shutting the door and looking upon the frightened family. Too stunned they were to move, they were busted big time. There was no explaining to explain how the deputy-mother could be so naked with her three naked sons caught in the act of sexual depravity. \lquote caught up in all the depravity ravaging the land?\rquote maybe??\par \tab Lisa Lane gulped, sweated (in fear) then noticed the man rubbing himself. She didn\rquote t take note of his beard growth, just his uniform. It didn\rquote t matter that he was a \ldblquote private\rdblquote , he was still a uniformed \ldblquote government\rdblquote person and she was caught red-fucking-handed.\par \tab But, the man was rubbing himself and apparently ogling the boys.\par \tab The man was soon in among them in the middle seat, unable to resist the temptation. While sinking his bone into the deputy, he directed the youngest to settle on her face, his bare hairless tezzies in her mouth. The middle son lay partially across his mother\rquote s naked chest, suckling her left tit while the oldest boy pounded into the boy\rquote s ass. The man, too, caressed the boys\rquote ass, all three boys and fucked his fill of the woman--then happily dressed and had the family remain nude while he utilized the vehicle to continue his search.\par \tab There were other encounters to be sure, but no Seth encounter.\page Disturbing Encounters\par \tab The town of Town wasn\rquote t completely closed down and inoperational, and as the hours wiled away the officials in charge released the peoples from their homes. It would be days before some semblance of normalcy returned, though.\par \tab In the meantime\'85\par \par Merrier is More\par \tab She was stoic, riveted to the mattress staring blind as teenage boys and preteens came to her, slid between her legs and entered her. When gulping a time or two she felt the tightness of the electrified dog collar about her throat. Her thoughts her own, she was near mindless. She stared into the dark eyes of her own son as he, too, came to her. He cried some but was adorned with a collar as well. Timidly almost Kim placed her hands on her son\rquote s bare sweaty ass.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright, Pumpkin.\rdblquote she murmured to him. Her nipples were ultra sensitive, her pussy quivered, she parted her legs more and \ldblquote received\rdblquote her ten year old son with some vigor.\par \tab\ldblquote I had to do Sissy, too!\rdblquote the boy nearly bawled into his mother\rquote s ear.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright.\rdblquote Kim said in a soothing manner. The horror--the horror.\par \tab\ldblquote Was--has anyone--else?\rdblquote Kim couldn\rquote t find the words and couldn\rquote t believe what was happening regardless.\par \tab Shaun didn\rquote t say but nodded his head. Kim broke and bawled. She clung to her son and continued pumping.\par \par \tab Her mind was numb, delirious. Several times during the \ldblquote event\rdblquote she totally blanked out everything. Her children filled her mind, briefly. She tried to cling to some sense of reality, but that just wasn\rquote t possible with a nine year old boy\rquote s pud fucking her cunny with an eight year old in her pussy, too. A twelve year old boy was pounding in her asshole while in her mouth a teenage boy emptied his cock juice.\par \tab Hour after hour the abuse continued with little time to recover in between. Her son came to her as did Jason and Ty. She inquired about Carrie, her friend Anna and Heather, too. Brad could hardly explain, so Jason did. Janice was broken, her mind was shutting down. \par \tab After a time, another woman came into the room, adorned with a dog collar she was. She was just as broken and heartfelt about their torrid-horrid situation. A tall good looking teenage boy, former Cabinite, accompanied her and spoke in a low tone. \ldblquote You have to--do each other.\rdblquote he said.\page\tab Both Kim and Janice gulped. Being doinked by their own children, seeing their own children doinked, seeing others getting doinked, being doinked by several others not their children and finally--forced into tonguing one another--while a line of boys doinked them!\par \tab Teenage and preteen boys came into the semi-darkened room. Rock hard cocks. Kim lay on Janice, a boy filled Kim\rquote s asshole, another filled her mouth then stuffed Janice\rquote s poon. After a few pumps he\rquote d pull out and pump Kim\rquote s mouth.\par \tab All the boys took a turn in one hole or the other of two women, in between turns the two women had to nosh one another, spank one another\rquote s ass and become more and more \ldblquote broken.\rdblquote\par \tab Noah was well pleased, and even more so that \ldblquote Jason\rdblquote was playing along, passing on the \ldblquote information\rdblquote as if he was being \ldblquote forced\rdblquote to. But he wasn\rquote t. Noah knew that he could probably never really trust the boy fully 100%, but still--it helped to have a backup.\par \tab After the two women had been \ldblquote visited\rdblquote by all, Noah rested. He felt somewhat badly for the destruction of Janice\rquote s and Kim\rquote s minds, they weren\rquote t deserving. His cock, though, was board stiff. One by one a girl of some age came to \ldblquote visit\rdblquote him. He later discovered Jason had brought them, encouraged them and told them in a suggestive way as per \ldblquote order\rdblquote to go into the room and service him. \par \tab Most of the girls who came nervously in Noah simply had them come between his legs so as he could caress their naked ass, if they had something in the titty department he sucked on them--he sucked on them even if they didn\rquote t! With his prick as stiff as a mast he waggled it and had the girl suck him.\par \tab But sucking wasn\rquote t all, he enjoyed being sucked on but enjoyed tenfold to have his prick sliding nice and snug into a quivering quim. Young or old or whatever didn\rquote t matter squat to him. (Jason, either.)\par \tab Anna White-11, sucked his bone and he was so captivated by the girl he pulled her onto his lap and eased himself into her. His hands clamped to her ass his manly aged senior citizen schlong schewlped into her for a several minute fuck.\par \tab The preteen endured, shuddered, and released an orgasm of her own.\par \tab Mostly the teenage girls mounted Noah\rquote s lap. Some girls paired up to lay on the floor and 69 one another to further please the old man, the only ones not involved were the members of his own family.\page\tab Katey and DJ had free reign of the New Digs, they were very privy to seeing the \ldblquote others\rdblquote in sexual depravity. DJ on his own joined in, sinking his black bone into a few of the \ldblquote captives\rdblquote . Katey did not spread her legs, cheeks, or lips. She DID go about in her panties and sometimes stark naked.\tab Travis and Franny remained completely out of the loop. Jason wanted to fuck Katey AND Franny. But would wait for Noah to give the okay.\par \tab When not fucking or sucking, spanking, or such as the like there was the business of continuing to make the New Digs livable, feeding the captives, and making security checks.\par \tab Noah sat for long hours at a security dome checking the forest, watching and waiting.\par \par ****\par Encounters\par \tab Peace Street. Seth lived on Sycamore, which was some streets further on. Tingly senses began to arise in Forrest. At times he was almost shaking, nervous. He didn\rquote t have the pesky thing going on in his belly, but it was his skin, his mind that began to become concern, or aware, or more alerted that something was amiss, awry, or going to be.\par \tab A Sixth Sense, alerting him to possible danger, something intriguing, something interesting, something-something. Behind him in the HumVee Deputy Lisa and her three sons remained calm--calm and still naked. At length, though, Forrest allowed them to begin dressing. On Peace St. lived Lisa and her family, he pulled into the alley and had them leave.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll bring this thing back when I\rquote m done.\rdblquote then he added, \ldblquote Keep to yourself, you never saw, don\rquote t say a fucking word!\rdblquote Lisa had been busted big time and everything. She didn\rquote t overly care for being hammered by the man, or to see her sons \ldblquote hammered\rdblquote and/or molested the way he had, OR commandeering her Hummer. She had little choice and scurried her boys into the house.\par \tab Forrest went on.\par \par \tab At the end of the alley his \ldblquote sixth sense\rdblquote kicked into overdrive.\par \tab Everything around was peaceful and quiet, and still. As he tried to narrow in on what the fuck was up, at his window he was startled by a National Guardsman. A Staff Sergeant was his rank. Forrest made a mental note the next time \ldblquote acquiring\rdblquote someone else\rquote s uniform, snag one with superior rank. \page\tab\ldblquote The town\rquote s going to be opening up soon, the mayor pitched a bitch about the martial law stuff to the governor, you better get back to the staging area.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest nodded and shook his head, so occupied was he with his 6\super th\nosupersub Sense bullshit he let his Security Defenses down. He put the HumVee into motion and moved to the street and then down it. He passed Deputy Lisa\rquote s house and continued.\par \tab At the stop sign he wondered about Seth. Was his 6\super th\nosupersub Sense about Seth? If the town was going to open up again, get back to normal, he needed to be elsewhere. Or at least in different clothes. He still needed to know where the hell Seth was. At home, captured by the Guard? Or worse?\par \tab At the end of the next street he dashed into another alley and ditched the cumbersome too well known vehicle. Next on his agenda was to seek out some new duds. As he understood it, with marital law in partial effect the town\rquote s residences had scurried away. Only a few had stayed to stay in their homes. Forrest utilized shadows and all his stealth for daylight operations to peer into various homes.\par \tab The homes that had a pile or two (or three) of dog shit he left be and scooted to another. None of the homes, though, had clotheslines out. So it would have to be done the hard way. \par \tab SuperStealthMode it was then.\par \par \tab Thankfully the light of day was waning, he hoped all was well with Noah and the others. He didn\rquote t like being stretched so thin, security issues and all. He did manage to find a laundry room on a back porch. All the homes in the area were modern, very modern and very well maintained. Some clothing suitable for him was found (and obtained) from a dryer. He kept the military issue shoes he had \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote with the uniform. \par \tab Listening and continuing to be stealthy he prowled about the house, and upon discovering it empty he helped himself to the refrigerator. Food and drink and dessert. \par \tab Thereafter it was time for some well deserved rest.\par \tab A light nap, a power nap.\par \tab It lasted hours.\page\tab ****\par \par Same Oh--Same Oh\par \tab Though the house was quiet and still, activity abounded. It was light, the house was light and airy, a semblance of normalcy had returned--on several fronts. In the house lived two children, twelve almost thirteen going on twenty and a ten year old almost eleven going on thirty. Both were in trouble--a bitch out. Their dear ole dad was bawling them out. He was calm about it, sitting on the edge of a desk in a den-common room. The desk was a \ldblquote L\rdblquote shaped desk, on each end of said desk sat a computer.\par \tab The gist of the bitch out seemed in regards to the reasoning of the two computers--to stop the bickering and fighting between the brother and sister, the two kids of the house. The girl sat in a computer swivel chair, arms folded, leg draped over the other, a smart red pantsuit, long silky brown hair, long narrow face, small breasts. Her older brother sat close by in his own chair, sloppily dressed but not overdone or grungy, rounded face, good use to lose a few pounds but not much.\par \tab Their father looked like a tough guy, thin lips, short stature, buff. He resembled strong Italian features, as did the girl--the boy not so much. Neither child looked directly at their father, roamed their eyes about with the girl somewhat closed up into her self while the boy nonchalantly took the verbal bitching out as \ldblquote whatever\rdblquote .\par \tab The father took note of the kids\rquote nonchalant attitude and the heavy sighs. He was wasting his time and breath. He stopped talking. He nodded and pursed his lips and eyed his two offspring with some disdain. He stood up and nodded to the two, \ldblquote Stand up.\rdblquote \par \tab The boy gulped. This was new.\par \tab The girl timidly stood. \par \tab The father eyed them sternly, the boy looked to the floor, the girl looked to her father but not up close or made any eye to eye contact. The dad slipped between the two, the girl and boy cautiously looked to one another and gulped.\par \tab The boy was \ldblquote pushed\rdblquote forward towards the desk, \ldblquote Get \lquote em down.\rdblquote \par \tab The boy stared at the powder blue wall before him. \lquote Oh shit.\rquote it had been awhile since he had last had to \ldblquote get \lquote em down.\rdblquote he was almost thirteen, he was too fucking old to get a spanking!\par \tab Not according to his father.\par \tab Nervously the boy undone the button to his light brown corduroys. He wasn\rquote t about to shed any tears, though; \lquote specially with his sister present. \page\tab He struggled with himself, could he defy his dad? Was that a wise thing to do? No, not really. He bit into his lower lip, grimaced hard and tugged his cords down.\par \tab The clearing of his throat told him to do his undies, too.\par \tab\lquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rquote the boy beheld on his face. Gulping hard, though, he tugged down his basic white briefs--just exposing his lily white bare ass. His sister off to one side pulled her lips in hard, arms tight about her body. Lightly she shook in fear--her turn would be up soon.\par \tab A moment elapsed. Then another.\par \tab Slowly the Dad pulled out his belt, a wide gray leather belt.\par \tab The girl clenched herself tighter.\par \tab The boy was close to blubbering.\par \tab The first smack to his bare ass sent the boy into near convulsions. The girl, too. She began to cry and clench her legs tight. The boy cringed as he stood, holding his pants and underwear. Another hard smack smacked his bare skin, the boy would have went flying through the wall if not his feet nailed to the floor. His toes cringed inside his shoes and he endured another hard harsh swat.\par \tab Followed by two more and then\'85\par \tab\ldblquote Bend over.\rdblquote spoke his dad in a plain mono tone.\par \tab Tears streamed down the boy\rquote s face. He cussed to himself but obeyed.\par \tab His dad stood to one side, caressing the boy\rquote s ass, then lightly applying the belt in rapid succession. The light smacks still hurt but weren\rquote t as harsh.\par \tab Dora stood almost as if she were in extreme need of being in need to go to the bathroom. She saw her brother\rquote s bare ass turning tomato red. His pants and underwear fell to his knees, the belting continued until the boy was begging.\par \tab The punishment ceased, finally, and he was pushed to the desk to brace against it. He caressed his searing ass and sobbed uncontrollably. His father spoke words but the boy barely heard them.\par \tab The man looked sternly to his daughter.\par \tab The girl cringed and backed up, rearing back shaking her head. She begged and pleaded. The dad smacked the belt to his own leg, the sound of which resounded in the room startling both the boy as the girl. The dad gave the girl a warning look. She began to bawl but somehow managed to undo her light red slacks and stand in ready.\page\tab As each succeeding smack landed on his sister, David jolted. The pain to his burning ass was like a rampant fever and would tingle painfully for near an hour after.\par \tab His sister screamed out, her body tightened, her darling little dainty ass singed as her pissed off dad walloped her repeatedly until she couldn\rquote t take it anymore. She begged and begged until utter what her father wanted to hear, \ldblquote YES!\rdblquote yes she would not bicker with her brother anymore.\par \tab The belt returned to the man\rquote s pants and he had his two offspring stand close to each other facing the wall--pants and undies at their ankles, asses tomato red--almost puce.\par \tab The dad left. Peace and tranquility resumed in the modest modern home. Silent blubbering fell between the two children. Methodically David fondled himself as well as caressed to console his burning-burning ass. Dora caressed her own ass.\par \tab\ldblquote Motherfucker!\rdblquote David exclaimed.\tab\par \tab Dora remained quietly sobbing.\par \tab They stood and remained so for 40 minutes or so.\par \tab\ldblquote Does it still hurt?\rdblquote asked David to his sister.\par \tab\ldblquote A little.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Mine, too.\rdblquote\par \tab The boy sighed, then farted.\par \tab His sister giggled and shoved him, making a face and stepping away. She bent down to pull up her clothes.\par \tab\ldblquote I bet it\rquote s red as blood, huh?\rdblquote David asked. He turned somewhat and Dora checked. She shrugged and held her clothes at mid thigh, \ldblquote Yeah, kinda, kinda like my pants.\rdblquote her voice was unsteady and cracking. She wiped the tears from her face and sighed, then turned to present her own ass.\par \tab\ldblquote Mine, too?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote her brother said. His eyes rested on the darling butt, despite it being nearly puce in color.\par \tab\ldblquote It burns.\rdblquote she stated.\par \tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote the boy said, his clothes still at his ankles, his penis somewhat stiff, his ass still burning.\par \tab The girl sat down, clothes still at mid-thigh.\par \tab\ldblquote He was pissed.\rdblquote the boy stated.\par \tab\ldblquote No shit.\rdblquote the girl replied.\page\tab David perched himself on the edge of the desk, and continued to flop with his semi-stiff cock. Dora watched him. Her face was stoic, no expressions one way or the other--her recent ass beating still occupying most of her thoughts and feelings.\par \tab The boy finally stopped playing with himself and eased off of the desk. Rubbing his ass he turned about found he was getting a major boner, as he rubbed his ass more his cock grew intense, his testicles felt odd and he had to hammer his pud even more so.\par \tab\ldblquote You want me to close the door?\rdblquote the girl asked kinda sheepishly.\par \tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s dad?\rdblquote the boy asked.\par \tab The girl got up, pulled her clothes up but didn\rquote t \ldblquote place\rdblquote them or affix them to her body, she just held them up. At the open door she peeked out into the hall. She then went out and was gone momentarily. David continued hammering his prong strong, squeezing his cheeks on his way to orgasm.\par \tab Dora slipped back into the room and closed the door.\par \tab\ldblquote Kitchen.\rdblquote she said. She made her way across the room to the desk and stood just at her end, leaning a bit so as to see her brother as he worked himself into a tizzy.\par \tab\ldblquote Is it going to happen?\rdblquote inquired the girl.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah!\rdblquote the boy sputtered, his ass clenched and his body rocked. Dora leaned more, clutching her clothes still. Slowly she slipped a hand between her own legs and frigged herself. Her face bestowed a curious expression--curiosity. Her other hand slipped to caress her ass as she stared wide eyed at her brother jerking off.\par \tab But the boy didn\rquote t have the hand-stamina despite \ldblquote switching off.\rdblquote\par \tab He stopped to get his breath. He caressed his ass then squeezed his nuggets. He needed a \ldblquote visual\rdblquote aid.\par \tab\ldblquote What happened?\rdblquote Dora asked.\par \tab David wasn\rquote t going to say, he panted and leaned against the desk, then turned about and rested his ass against the desk giving his sister the full glory of eyeing his prick. It was still mightily stiff with the head of it kinda coated with love cream.\par \tab Slowly he opened his legs, facing his younger sibling fully.\par \tab Dora, though, shook her head quickly, \lquote Nut-uh, not again.\rdblquote\par \tab David rolled his eyes, \ldblquote Come on, please?\rdblquote he begged. Lightly he stroked his bone, waggled and squeezed it at the base.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll give you my allowance, again.\rdblquote\page\tab Dora thought it over, mulled it over, looked to her brother\rquote s schlong, then shook her head, Nope--not this time.\tab\par \tab\ldblquote Please.\rdblquote her brother still begged.\par \tab\ldblquote Two weeks allowance?\rdblquote\par \tab Dora mulled, thought, drew herself inward and thought about what she could do with 2-weeks allowance.\par \tab\ldblquote Three?\rdblquote she asked.\par \tab David looked a little furious. That was asking a bit much. Ten bucks a week. He squeezed himself at the base of his dick and proposed a counter offer: \ldblquote Two weeks AND I\rquote ll do your chores.\rdblquote\par \tab Dora sat back and mulled some more. \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote she said with a shrug.\par \par *\par \par \tab The image of \ldblquote Dora\rdblquote sucking off on her brother\rquote s prong filled Forrest as he continued to trek about the neighborhoods in search of his pal. David enjoyed the sibling blow, Dora only so-so. She WAS virginal, but not from David\rquote s fingering of her. She sucked on her brother until he was beginning to cum. Dora was not into her brother\rquote s spunk. She did not want the jiz in her mouth, it was awful. David did manage, though, to shoot his load onto her face, chin, throat, and mostly onto her chest. During the suck David rummaged his hands through her hair, working her head back and forth, and as the two began to heat up, they began to undress themselves until fully nude.\par \tab Dora wiped the goo off of her body using her brother\rquote s underwear, he wanted a closer looksee of her nearly-basically bald snatch. She obliged him, parting her legs and letting him look all he wanted. And he COULD touch, too--but not with his \ldblquote thingy\rdblquote , Dora feared it going too far and/or getting knocked up.\par \tab And David seemed oblivious to the fact that he could \ldblquote taste\rdblquote her as she had tasted him. Dora stood and her brother stood against her allowing his fingers finger her out. Both had \ldblquote busted\rdblquote one another fingering themselves and their typical brother-sister body exploration began. The only \ldblquote penetration\rdblquote involved was Dora sucking David\rquote s dong.\par \tab Both pressed their bodies together and then caressed one another\rquote s bare still searing ass. Dora turned about and David found easier access of reaching around his sister and going to town on her cunny. His cock at first had been up against her ass, he angled it down between the cheeks and then UP between the cheeks where he did commence to humping his fill.\page\tab So, to say the least Forrest was a little worked up.\par \tab Next door to the naughty brother and sister with searing asses was an old couple, nothing interesting going on there. Nor next door to them. Forrest made his way across the street. With the Martial Law rescinded, the citizens and visitors and other travelers were free to return to the town. \par \tab Forrest worried about Seth, he worried about Noah back at the New Digs, too. It had been hours, hours. \par \tab A small apartment-community complex was his next Spy Stop.\par \par \tab The town of Town hadn\rquote t been back in full operation when its citizens were back to their habits. It provided entertainment leastways. Snooping snoops abounded, Forrest caught sight of a strange man acting--strange. There were priorities in Forrest\rquote s plan, he made it across the parking lot of apartment complex and got to the corner about to continue on to seek out his friend\'85\par \tab\'85when he just suddenly made an about-face and followed the snooping man.\par \par \tab The Snooping Man was tall, lanky, and dorky. His clothes suggested strongly of being a City Boy, educated, and in some behind-the-desk job where being dorky and semi-snooty was apropos.\par \tab The man seemed to be on a mission, a snooping mission. He didn\rquote t live at the neighborhood apartments, he searched one floor nonchalantly so as not to be arrested as a weirdo and then another floor until on the 3\super rd\nosupersub floor SUCCESS!\par \tab Apartment 3F\par \tab The Snoop sneaked slyly along the semi-narrow hallway that was not well lit. At one end were elevators, the other the stairs and soda machines w/ice machines. The hall carpeting was shag green, the walls a light shade of green, the wood trim--more sickly green. The doors to the private apartments were a dark wood grain green.\par \tab It was an old apartment complex, above the doors were window/vents. It was this window/vent above the door the Snoop snooped. He was a dad. He was snooping on his teenage daughter of whom he and she had had a snit and she had left the family home for her boyfriend\rquote s home. The boyfriend had his own apartment, his own job, still in school, and a girlfriend!\page\tab The Snooping Dad utilized a handy-dandy hall chair to stand on and peek thru. At first he was pissed, shocked, and dismayed. Then more pissed and shocked and dismayed before segueing to something more less adversive. He massaged himself (and how!) and was close to whipping out his daddy schlong and beating off. \par \tab Sneaking Forrest sneaked out an emergency exist which doubled as a balcony. The balcony made way for Forrest to a walkway along the lee side of the apartments--the walkway was a really small balcony a part of the apartment design rather than to serve as a walkway). \par \tab There was no \ldblquote guard\rdblquote rail or anything to prevent one from slipping on the so-so walkway and plummeting 39 feet to the not so kind earth below. So Forrest clung to the smooth skin of the outside apartment building and took a peek into Steve Hardwiggs apartment.\par \tab On a so-so sofa the boyfriend and the Snooping Daddy\rquote s little girl were naked. The girl straddling the boy\rquote s lap and \ldblquote going to town\rdblquote so to speak. The girl\rquote s bouncing titties were the objects of the boy\rquote s delight. He fondled them and suckled them while the girl bounced herself up and down furiously on the boy\rquote s prong.\par \tab Forrest could just see the Snooping Daddy\rquote s head at the door window.\par \tab The two lovers on the sofa reached something of an orgasm. The girl, Tori, stopped bouncing. She fell into Steve\rquote s body panting, kissing, and only lightly grinding against him. They then re-gathered some composure and moved to the floor. Whether or not Tori knew her daddy was snooping at the only door to the apartment or not wasn\rquote t clear, but she turned to whereas her dainty 17 year old ass was to the door for his viewing. He then had ample delight to see Steve\rquote s schlong slide back into the girl\rquote s twat and they re-commenced fucking.\par \tab The snooping daddy\rquote s head disappeared and Forrest heard voices too close for comfort. A window was opened and Forrest made a hasty exit. \par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }