Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2007 17:31:41 -0800 (PST)
From: xxxseaauthor@yahoo.com
Subject: Lesley's Family, Chapter Two

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Lesley's Family, Chapter Two

      A week ago tonight I took Lesley's cherry.  Ryan, my wife's boy
friend, said that we needed to celebrate the occasion and he had a great
idea how to do it.  But he wouldn't tell my wife or me what he had in mind.
We know it will involve sex.  Everything for Ryan relates to sex.  He has a
sensual animal magnetism about him that's impossible to appreciate until
you experience it.  And male or female, you feel it.  You want it directed
at you.  I know I do.  He's fucked my wife for months now.  And I fucking
love to watch him do it.  Lesley watches too.  Almost from the beginning,
my wife wanted Lesley to witness her couplings with Ryan.  I don't know if
that was Ryan's idea or hers, but he certainly enjoys having an eight year
old girl watch him fuck her mother.

      We had supper about an hour ago.  We've been hanging out in the
basement family room waiting for Ryan.  You can feel the tension in the
room.  My wife is in a recliner, watching a porn movie on the TV.  She's
wearing a white cut off top, her nipples plainly visible through the
stretched white cotton fabric.  Her denim mini skirt barely covers her
shaved cunt.  Even though she has not flashed us, I know she's not wearing
pants.  Ryan likes her cunt to be open to his groping which he delights in
doing in front of anybody.

      "Pussies need to be petted," he proclaims with that infectious bark
of a laugh of his.  One evening, right after arriving, there were three
other couples here, he reached up under her skirt to find she had on a pair
of panties.  The groping had been done very openly, like he had every right
to claim her snatch even though I was there.

      "Fuck!" he said loudly, totally overriding the small talk in the
room, "Pussy's in a cage tonight!  We can't have that.  Pussy doesn't like
being caged!"  And he starts trying to pull her panties off.  My wife
protests and resists, but he pins her arms and starts yanking the panties
off and chanting, "Here, pussy, pussy, pussy."  My wife is laughing but
she's genuinely struggling and blushing both with the effort and
embarrassment.  The rest of us are laughing, even me and Lesley.  He gets
the underwear down to about her knees but can't keep her immobilized and
get the panties off.

      "Lesley,' he yells, "Help me!  We have to get the pussy out!"  So
Lesley jumps off my lap and runs over and helps him pull and rip the
panties off.  My wife shrieks and fights harder, but he is behind her
pinning her arms, kissing her neck.  Lesley tugs and pulls the panties down
her kicking legs and the sheer panties get torn in the fracas.  Lesley runs
out of the room with the panties.  Ryan is holding my wife with one arm,
and reaches between her legs with his other arm and started rubbing my
wife's cunt like one would stroke a cat.  "Good pussy, pussy."  He looks up
with that rakish grin of his and asked if anyone else wanted to pet the
pussy.  Well, it was a sex party so, of course, several folks went over to
stroke and to pet her cunt, My wife starts relaxing into the attention her
cunt is getting, and then starts playing along by making mewing sounds and
now and then a purring sound.  That got things off to a real fast start
that night.  In very short order, Ryan has my wife on the floor, his pants
unzipped and his cock fucking her cunt.  Their being clothed only
heightened the eroticism of the scene, at least for me.  And for Lesley,
who after returning was leaning against the doorway, rubbing her genital
area slowly as she intently watched the fucking.

      So tonight since he has promised something special, we're all a bit
hyped.  The fact that he's nearly a half an hour late isn't helping
anything.  Lesley, since she's now a full participant and pretty much the
star of the event, is sullen.  She's not even reacting to the fucking on
the TV screen that my wife is watching.  She's backed up against me as I
sit on the sofa, clearly disappointed things seem to be getting off to a
slow start.  She tosses her head back on my right shoulder.

	"Daddy?"

	"What, baby?"

	"Where's Ryan?  Why is he late?"

	"I don't know, baby."  I try to reach up under her skirt.  I know
she doesn't have on any panties because I helped dress her.  She delights
in not wearing panties when she knows Ryan is around.  She wants to please
him, do anything he wants my wife to do. But she brushes my hand away
brusquely.

	"Don't" she says with her sexiest pout face. She stands there
pressed up against me, her head still resting against me.  I can smell the
sweet perfume of the shampoo we'd used when I bathed her getting ready for
"her party."  She hadn't resisted anything I had done with my soaped hands
as I washed and probed her cunt and ass.  I kissed her lots, open mouthed,
tongue on tongue.  At that time, she was willing and open, but she also was
thinking I was prepping her for the party activities, which, of course, I
was.  But now the party's been delayed.

      Fuck, where IS Ryan?

      My wife has pulled up her mini skirt and is alternating between
fingering herself and rubbing the heel of her hand on her clit.  Somehow
she doesn't really seem into it like she usually is.  I know, even though
she doesn't say anything, that she's also getting upset that Ryan is late.

      "My, my, what do we have here?"  Ryan's rich baritone voice startles
all of us.  My wife quickly flicks off the TV and swings around.  Lesley
bolts toward Ryan, who is standing on the bottom step.  The fucker had
snuck into the house and down the stairs so quietly we hadn't heard him.
He swoops Lesley up and lifts her as high as he can, twirling around with
her.

	"How's my favorite eight year old cunt?  Huh, baby, huh?"  He
brings her down so his head goes up under her skirt.  Her squeal tells me
that he's tonguing and licking her cunt.  He starts making slurping sounds
of approval.  My wife is sitting splay legged, frigging herself with a
silly grin on her face watching her boy friend give oral head to her eight
year old daughter.  My cock is growing.  Ryan always gets me hard with how
he uses Lesley and my wife.  I start rubbing my cock through my pants.  The
party is going to start!

	Ryan suddenly bends forward so Lesley falls, upside down, her
yellow party dress falling over her face, revealing her pretty hairless
cunt.  Ryan laughs.

	"Dan, get over here and lick her cunt.  Lesley's little cunt wants
Daddy's tongue in her, right, Lesley?"  Lesley's giggles and I'm on my
hands and knees getting to her as fast as I can.  "Right, Lesley?  Right?"
He starts shaking her upside down.

	"Y-y-yes-sss."  She manages to say despite being shaken.  I'm there
and as I go for her cunt, I see Ryan tilt his head at my wife and indicate
with the movement of his head for her to join us.  He plops Lesley on her
back, her dress lewdly up around her waist, her cunt open and inviting.  I
clamp my mouth on her cunt, savoring the sweet taste and smell of her.
God, I love having sex with her.  I'm slurping on Lesley's cunt and she's
sighing and moaning.  I can hear Ryan and my wife kissing and imagine that
his hand is in and on her cunt.  Then I hear him tell her to let Lesley
lick her cunt.  I look up and see my wife, holding her skirt up as she
kneels with her legs on either side of Lesley's head and lower her cunt to
our daughter's face.  I'd seen Lesley suck on her mother's cunt before, but
I don't think my wife has ever sat on Lesley's face before.  This is so
hot.  We both surrender to our lust.  My wife is vocalizing her passion so
she's clearly over the doldrums in which she was wallowing before Ryan
arrived.

	"Oh, Lesley, you little cunt sucker.  You do that so well.  Yes,
yes, y-y-yes-sss.  Tongue fuck Mommy, you little slut.  Yes, suck me, lick
me, oh, fuck me, yes, fuck my cunt with your tongue, you little bitch.  Oh,
yes!"

	I can't talk with my mouth full of Lesley's cunt but I'm moaning
and groaning, trying to let her know how much I love sucking and licking
her smooth, young cunt.  I'm driving my tongue as far into her juicy, sweet
cunt as I can.

	"Hey!"  Ryan's voice is loud, sharp and authoritative.  "HEY!  Time
out!"  Reluctantly, my wife and I stop our ministrations to our daughter's
body.  My wife sits back on her ass.  We all three look up at Ryan, who is
standing near Lesley's head, his large, gorgeous, cut cock and balls pulled
out of his unzipped pants.

	In a teasing, sing-song voice, he announces, "It's present time!"
We all look at him, puzzled.  He repeats in the same tone, "It's present
time for my favorite eight year old fuck!" and he slowly raises his right
arm and points to the stairs.  We all follow his gesture with our gaze.
Lesley props herself up on her elbows.  Standing on the bottom step,
totally naked, with the prettiest little preteen hard-on, is a light
skinned Black kid.  He smiles, his teeth stunning white in the contrast to
his ebony skin.  "Everyone, meet Avis.  He's here to help us celebrate the
anniversary of Lesley losing her cherry!  Right, Avis?"

	"You bet," Avis answered, putting his hands on his hips to take a
swaggering pose.

	"Oh, Ryan, he's beautiful, fucking beautiful," gushes my wife,
rubbing her cunt.  "How old is he?"

	"I'm nine years old!" Avis proudly proclaims, "But don't worry, I
know how to fuck and suck!"  Ryan's laugh tops all of our laughter that
fills the room.

      What a beautiful boy!  And his hard-on shows how aroused he is.  This
excites me, sending thrilling sensations through my groin and cock.  My
mouth waters.  I want that sweet cock in my mouth.

	As if he could read my mind, Ryan says, "Not yet, Dan, my favorite
faggot.  He services the cunts first."  Avis takes his clue and walks
toward us.  "Be polite, Avis, start with the Mama's cunt and let her know
how much you appreciate her allowing you to come to the party."  To my
wife, he said, "Scoot back, let him at your snatch, bitch."  She
repositions herself, holding up her skirt to expose her red, engorged,
shaven cunt.  Avis drops to his hands and knees and slowly lowers his mouth
onto my wife's cunt.  His smooth ebony butt points right at me.  My wife
throws her head back, voicing her approval of his technique, moving her
hips, trying to raise her cunt up hard against his young smooth face.

	"Oh, Avis, oh, fuck, Yes, tongue me.  Oh, you beautiful little
stud, yes. Tongue fuck me.  Suck me!  Yes, yes. Y-y-yes-sss!"

      I don't know if it was that she had prepped herself with the porn
video or Lesley's oral fucking of her cunt or just the excitement of having
a really young boy on her cunt, but my wife goes into an orgasm almost
instantly.  Ryan quickly kneels and pulls my wife's cut-off up.  It isn't
easy getting it off because she is so out of it with her shuddering and
twitching.  But he finally gets it over her head, although it hangs on her
upper right arm.  He starts pinching and twisting her nipples, something
she loves.  The volume of her moaning goes up.

      "Lesley, suck your mother's other tit," Ryan orders He bends forward
and takes the tit closest to him into his mouth.  Lesley quickly scoots
around to the other side of her mother and goes for the remaining free tit,
sucking and nursing it the way my wife likes it.  I reach forward and
gently rub Avis' smooth, pretty ass cheeks.  Ryan has his eyes open and is
watching me.  He winks at me.  My cock twitches and I lick the middle
finger of my right hand and seek out Avis' little pink pucker hole.  He
moans and slurps harder at my wife's cunt.  My wife falls backwards, lying
flat.  Ryan and Lesley keep sucking her tits.  Avis keeps sucking her cunt.
I start stroking my cock with my left hand.  It's not the hand I usually
use when I jack off so the sensation is deliciously different, fitting the
moment nicely.

      Avis lifts his head.  "Ryan?"  Ryan looks at him without releasing my
wife's nipple.  In fact, from her groans, I'm sure he is biting, almost
chewing, her nipple.  "Can I fuck her?"  Ryan's laugh forces him off my
wife's tit.

      "You want to fuck an old white woman's pussy, boy?  Hell, yes.  But
let's fuck Lesley first.  It's her party."

      Avis is rocking back and forth on my finger.  "Sure, Ryan.  Whatever
you say."

      Ryan abruptly leans forward and kisses Avis, hard, holding his head,
clearly tongue fucking his mouth.  Ryan pulls back, "You little bastard,
you are so fucking hot.  You'll get all the fucking you want tonight.  You
can fuck Lesley, then her mother.  Then faggot Dan here and I will fuck
your ass.  You want that, huh, baby boy?  You want your little black ass
full of white cock, huh?"  Avis nods his asset, another gleaming smile on
his face, and Ryan leans forward and starts kissing him again, this time a
bit more gentle, more lovingly.  Again he pulls back.  "Good boy, good
boy."  He rubs the boy's cheek with his hand.

      "OK, everyone.  It's the party girl's turn.  Lesley, get down here in
the middle.  We're going to make you so fucking happy your Daddy broke your
cherry a week ago."  As Lesley positions herself in our midst, she, like
Avis, has a huge smile on her face.  Ryan leans forward and kisses me,
slipping his tongue into my mouth.  He ends the kiss, leaning his forehead
against mine.  "Oh, Dan, my favorite faggot.  Thank you."  He pulls back.
Our eyes lock.  In a hoarse whisper, he says softly, conspiratorially just
to me, "This is going to be one major fuck fest, buddy."

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