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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par
Book 6\par
Journeying\par
Chapter 51\par
Milestones\par
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Cum stains by any other name are still cum stains\par
\tab His eyes narrowed.  His pulse rate increased.  Sweat poured down him and a shower alone wasn\rquote t going to cut it.  His entire body pulsed, throbbed, and tingled.  The toes in his shoes curled and the ability to concentrate was all but lost to him.\par
\tab Her hair was soft.  Silky.  \par
\tab Her lips were\emdash talented?\par
\tab Down and up, all around, down and up; swirling her tongue about the very sensitive portion of his cock; squeezing his cock at the base and fondling his hairy manly balls, too.  She was a pro.  And only twelve!\par
\tab Then the orgasm began.\par
\tab The stirrings of a massive load-blow was immanent.  Could his darling new daughter (Maryanne) take it?  Would she be grossed out, sickened, revolted?  \par
\tab She started it\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going to cum, honey.\rdblquote  Bob said to his little cocksucker.\par
\tab\ldblquote What does that mean, daddy?\rdblquote\par
\tab It had only taken a few months of living as one family for the girls of his wife to feel comfortable with addressing him as \ldblquote daddy.\rdblquote   \par
\tab\ldblquote Well, sweetheart,\rdblquote  Bob began, \ldblquote it\rquote s what happens when you do what you\rquote ve done to a guy\rquote s cock.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Cock?\rdblquote  said, Maryanne, \ldblquote I thought it was a dick?\rdblquote\par
\tab Bob fluttered his eyes\emdash what the hell was going on here!?  He had to proceed to explain the many \ldblquote names\rdblquote  a guy\rquote s penis had; \ldblquote cock\rdblquote   \ldblquote schlong\rdblquote   \ldblquote dong\rdblquote   \ldblquote boner\rdblquote   \ldblquote prick\rdblquote   \ldblquote stiffy\rdblquote   \ldblquote woody\rdblquote   \ldblquote johnson\rdblquote   \ldblquote gherkin\rdblquote   \ldblquote pud\rdblquote   \ldblquote bone\rdblquote   \ldblquote sausage\rdblquote   \ldblquote rod\rdblquote   and a few others less known than known.\par
\tab Maryanne held her head back just a few inches.  Bob was climaxing, cum jutted out of his piss slit splashing onto Maryann\rquote s forehead then messing onto his drafting table drawings, his hand, then down to a trickle to coat his shaft and balls.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Would you like to taste it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne licked her lips, gulped, swallowed, then bowed her head so as her tongue could get at the milky goo.\par
\tab Her first \ldblquote taste\rdblquote  was displeasing, yucky, disgusting.\par
\tab Her second and third were pretty much the same.\par
\tab On the fourth, however, Maryanne gobbled the pulsing cum shooting cock, draining it of its gooey liquid.  She made \ldblquote yummy\rdblquote  sounds as she did so which emphatically enthralled her daddy.  The taste of his \ldblquote cum\rdblquote  was still disgusting and made her retch, but it seemed to please her daddy so of what she was doing, so she relented and slurped spunk.\par
\tab Afterwards, the new daddy pulled off Maryanne\rquote s nightgown.  She stood stark naked.  It gave cause for Bob\rquote s \ldblquote bobby\rdblquote  to bob; to pulse and throb.  Patting his lap he beckoned her.  Maryanne happily agreed.\par
\tab With his hands firmly grasping the not-yet-teen\rquote s ass, Robert \ldblquote Bob\rdblquote  Brallen was a happy man.  He seldom expressed, he was usually very serious and his face rather stoic\emdash expressionless (unless of course he was pissed, then you knew it and then it was too late!)\par
\tab His cock that he begun to soften suddenly had a new meaning and sprung to life\emdash grinding against the nude body of his darling new daughter.  Maryanne rested her head against his chest, hugging him and feeling his prong prodding against her.  Between her legs a great moistness there was, a tingling sensation new and strange to her that was moreso than when she simply fingered herself.\par
\tab Then suddenly the new daddy was shaking his head,\par
\tab\ldblquote No, no\emdash I-I cant, this is wrong!\rdblquote  he leaned back with hands not on Maryanne\rquote s ass but her shoulders.  His cock began to sputter and distracted him.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s okay, Daddy,\rdblquote  she said, \ldblquote I like it.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Vixen!\par
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\tab Although she \ldblquote liked it\rdblquote , \ldblquote it\rdblquote  couldn\rquote t be done.  Whether a moral issue or fear or whatever, Bob Brallen couldn\rquote t continue with what he contemplated.  There was the hugging but that was all.  There was more that wanted to be done, but just the hugging was all\emdash for that night.\par
\tab Maryanne was a little disappointed\emdash as well as concerned and embarrassed.  She had put her new daddy in a heck of a predicament.  \tab For the next couple of days they nearly avoided one another, never being alone in the same room seem the thing\emdash not overly by choice but by coincidence but it SEEMED like something else.\par
\page\tab Then, the new daddy got Maryanne in the kitchen.  They were alone as it happened.  Maryanne was greatly embarrassed.  What new Daddy Bob\rquote s thoughts were he kept to himself.  Maryanne kept her head bowed, avoiding direct eye-to-eye contact.  Then, Bob grabbed the embarrassed girl by the elbow.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote I\rquote ll be working late tonight.\rdblquote  he managed a slight meager smile.\par
\tab Maryanne reared her head back.  \lquote What?\rquote   mulling his words over for a moment she suddenly understand and broke out into a wide beaming smile.\par
\tab Then the other kids came in and broke the mood.\par
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\tab That night Maryanne made her way down the stairs.  It was 11PM.  She had gone to bed at nine; frigged her sopping wet cunny until ten, squeezed her nipples until ten-thirty; frigged and squeezed herself until eleven when she was relatively assured that everyone else was fast asleep.\par
\tab Her Daddy was at his desk.  This time, however, his slacks and shirt, shoes, socks, were already cast off onto the small sofa and he wore only his royal blue bathrobe.\par
\tab Slowly ever so slowly Maryanne stepped up to her Daddy\rquote s side and peered to the newest drawings on his draft table.  The man put down his pen and hugged the girl, \ldblquote Glad you came.\rdblquote  he said to her.  Maryanne smiled and felt all gushy.  Leaning into her new daddy she snuggled.\par
\tab Bob hugged the girl\rquote s shoulders then let his hand drop down her backside.  One-two-three small circles were made at the center of her back, then the hand proceeded down further.  As soon as the traveling hand was at the small of her back\emdash he had an erection.\par
\tab Maryanne cautiously but curiously peeked to see, the robe the man wore was not wrapped too tightly, not too well secured.  The rising prong poked out from the robe\rquote s opening and Maryanne gushed more.\par
\tab Bob\rquote s fingers dipped to the girl\rquote s crack, patting her ass, and becoming strongly aroused.  Maryanne almost forgot, smiling big she began inching up her nightgown.  No panties.  The soiled garment lay in her bed where she had kicked them off hours earlier as she fingered herself mercilessly.\par
\tab Bob caressed bare ass skin, his fingers going directly into the crack, touching her bung hole.  Meanwhile, Maryanne had nabbed the pulsing cock\emdash she seemed enamored with it.  Smiling big, her twinkling eyes shining, lust filled her face as she gazed upon the seven incher.  She licked her lips and leaned in\'85\par
 \tab Bob moaned as the girl\rquote s young lips went about his prong.  Placing his traveling hand to her head he caressed, moving his fingers thru her gorgeous blond hair, \ldblquote Suck me, baby, suck me.\rdblquote  he cooed.\par
\tab Maryanne did.\par
\tab Bob\rquote s fingers roamed not so slowly but feverishly thru the bobbing head of his almost teenage daughter; his throbbing monster filled her mouth causing him to contort oddly and desire deeply.  If her mouth was this wondrous what would it be like to be in her butt, or pussy?\par
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Love\rquote s sweet quiver\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s a cunt.\rdblquote   or a twat, a love mound, tunnel of love, a beaver pleaser, lunch box, a bush, a crack, hair pie, fur burger, muff, nooky, poontang, quim, snatch, or a Texas Snapping Turtle.  Whatever it was called, it was sought after by many.\par
\tab Bob was on of the many.\par
\tab Maryanne\rquote s love box was not so much of a hair pie as it was a love mound.  At twelve Maryanne\rquote s snatch was virtually hairless, there were hairs there, but small and almost like as if she were ten again.  It didn\rquote t bother Bob, bald, smooth, hairless, furry, it was what lay beyond the fur that enthralled him.\par
\tab The crevice.  The love entrance.  The beaver teaser.  Bob\rquote s rocket lay against Maryann\rquote s poon, drenched in cum.  A hot load he had just blasted into the girl\rquote s mouth\emdash she had swallowed most (she didn\rquote t have a choice as the massive prick was burrowed clear to her throat entrance and when it came, the load blew straight down her gullet!)  \par
\tab Moments later and the nude girl had once climbed onto his lap.  \par
\tab Seconds and his cum shooter was once more pulsing hard against her.  His hands clamped tenaciously to her young ass\emdash the desire to fuck seethed thru him, thru them both.\par
\tab But,\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m too big for you, honey.\rdblquote  \par
\tab And he was right, his mammoth 7-incher would tear her, even Maryanne saw that her body size and her new daddy\rquote s size was too great, even greater than her desire to have him in her.\par
\tab Bob, though, had a back up plan.\par
\tab Prior to that, though, the late night doings were not a total loss, after some more hugging and cock grinding against her cunt, Bob carried his young pre-teen to the sofa.  There she was positioned with her ass at the edge, \ldblquote Hold your legs back.\rdblquote  he instructed her.  Maryanne complied and Bob noshed on her quivering quim.\par
\page\tab She was prime.  She was more than ready to be fucked.  Bob laid his cock against her slit and humped until spilling his seed in a great quantity.  Then, with the cunny all lubed she was well enough fingered until achieving her own orgasm.\par
\tab Every night this went on with each night a little more effort on breeching the girl\rquote s \ldblquote cherry\rdblquote .  But tongue and fingers weren\rquote t going to do it.  Sooooooo,\par
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How to make a boy happy in sex easy lessons\'85\par
\tab There\rquote s fudge.  There\rquote s ice cream.  There\rquote s a brand new bike.  There\rquote s a brand new hot video game.  There\rquote s scoring an \ldblquote A\rdblquote  on all school work w/o hassle or little work involved.  There\rquote s not getting hit by a ball in dodge ball.  There\rquote s no bullies.  And there\rquote s sweet little puppies.\par
\tab All these help put a smile on boy\rquote s face to be sure.\par
\tab Sex does the same thing.\par
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\tab Cousin Oliver.  A boy of eight.  Blond.  Glasses.  Small voiced, often overlooked, cute, and willing to please everyone\emdash especially his Dad and Uncle Bob.  Oliver\rquote s dad was Uncle Bob\rquote s brother.  Occasionally Cousin Oliver came to stay at his Uncle Bob\rquote s home while his single father went out of country for a few days, or weeks.  Why and what Oliver\rquote s dad did was not known.  That\rquote s not the story\emdash Oliver is.\par
\tab A day after Bob tried unsuccessfully to \ldblquote put it to\rdblquote  his eldest daughter, Cousin Oliver came to stay for a few days.  Bob was okay with this, very ok, for with Oliver there was a way for Bob to make it easier on demure unfucked Maryanne.\par
\tab When the timing was right\emdash that is when most of the house members were out somewhere else, Daddy Bob had a private convo with his intended.\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s only one way to \ldblquote break you in\rdblquote  safely.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What is it, Daddy?\rdblquote\par
\tab And at that time young Cousin Oliver walked into the family room.  Bob patted the open cushion beside him and the handsome fart took the offer.  Maryanne didn\rquote t get it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, the thing is, as you know, I\rquote m too big for you--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Until I\rquote m broken in.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Right.\rdblquote  then, and about the only way to \ldblquote break you in\rdblquote  us by taking on something else, something smaller.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Like what, Daddy?\rdblquote\par
\tab Bob took his girl to the den and retrieved from his briefcase a package.  The package was a plain paper bag.  Inside was an \ldblquote item.\rdblquote   Can you guess?\par
\tab No?\par
\tab A dildo.\par
\tab Actually a life-like cock.  It was a mere four incher, not too thick, but had life-like \ldblquote skin\rdblquote ; no balls, but a \ldblquote hand-hold\rdblquote  to guide the phallic into a crevice.  A crevice like Maryanne\rquote s.\par
\tab There, too, was a butt-plug, a larger phallic, a slender regular vibrating dildo, and lube juices and gels.  Maryanne wasn\rquote t too sure for certain what to do.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes, honey, and we can start.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne knew what to do there.\par
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\tab Once nude her daddy firstly hugged her.  Tentatively he had watched her undress; slowly removing one piece of clothing at a time, slowly pushing her purple panties down her legs, then standing to \ldblquote present\rdblquote  herself.\par
\tab It made her daddy happy.\par
\tab And hard.\par
\tab Maryanne came to him and stroked his massive fuck pole thru his dark slacks.  \ldblquote Mmmmm, Daddy, it\rquote s so big!\rdblquote  she said (again.)  Then she tried sucking on the shaft thru the pants.  Bob, meanwhile, struggled to contain himself, running his hands thru her silky golden hair\emdash it was more than a \ldblquote dream cum true\rdblquote\emdash much more.\par
\tab Maryanne herself undone his pants.  They fell down on their own.  He wore blue boxers and his throbbing monster was already out of the open flap.  Maryanne wrapped her fingers about it lovingly, then began sucking on the head.\par
\tab Bob was enamored beyond belief.\par
\tab When he was totally nude he hugged his daughter, squeezing and caressing her ass.  Then they kissed.  A long enduring illicit kiss thaty involved deep probing of one another\rquote s tongue inside the other\rquote s mouth.  Their bodies melded and if it weren\rquote t for the forethought of damaging his step-daughter, Bob would have fucked her right then and there.\par
\tab But as it happened he merely lay on her, grinding his cock against her poon until he felt the stirrings that would soon be an unbelievable orgasm.\par
\tab He spent a moment or two partaking of her breasts, too.\par
\page\tab Maryanne wriggled under her Daddy, she thought for sure she would burst as he suckled on her breasts, his monstrous schlong grinding hard against her cunny sending her into realms of ecstasy unknown to her.  She wanted him in her and she didn\rquote t care if it hurt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Put it in me, Daddy, please, oh please, Daddy, do me!\rdblquote  she begged and wailed.\par
\tab Bob placed his mouth back over his daughter\rquote s mouth and strained his cock against her entrance.  She was twelve, her body small; his cock was HUGE; her body small.\par
\tab\ldblquote Open your legs, baby.\rdblquote  he cooed to her.\par
\tab Maryanne complied, putting her legs about her sweaty Daddy not knowing what to expect; but her cunny pulsed, throbbed, and tingled.  No amount of self-fingering or fake cock was going to please her.  She required the real thang!\par
\tab There was the chance, too, that she could get pregnant.  That would be bad.  All around.  In the package there were packs of condoms, some spermicide, and a douche kit.  There was, however, no time for any of those as Bob\rquote s cock took over Command.\par
\tab Maryanne gripped her Daddy hard, \ldblquote Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me hard!\rdblquote\par
\tab Bob was amused at his young daughter\rquote s words, she had obviously heard the phrases from the news.  He managed to keep his smile curt and raised his hips\'85\par
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\tab It had been a long while since Bob Brallen had busted a girl\rquote s cherry.  Closing his eyes he summoned all strength and dexterity to make the event for his eldest daughter a good one.  He knew that she would feel discomfort, possibly even some pain.  But after that it would get easier\'85\par
\tab Maryanne bit her lips inward and pursed them hard as the bulbous knob of her Daddy\rquote s dong pressed intensely against her love canal entrance.  He had licked her pussy to the max, tantalizing it beyond all measure until she couldn\rquote t stand it any longer.  As much as she loved his tongue tonguing her, his dick was her ultimate goal.\par
\tab So diligently his \ldblquote dick\rdblquote  popped her cherry and slid into her.\par
\tab As presumed, it didn\rquote t go easily.  Bob managed just the head of his dick and then half an inch of tube steak.  Maryanne clung to him, her pussy quivering so\emdash already Bob felt the surgence of his liquid love seething through his shaft.  A little cum WOULD help with the penetration\'85\par
\tab Placing a hand under Maryanne\rquote s ass the fucking began.\par
\page\tab There was not really pain per se, but a hell of a lot of discomfort.  With the \ldblquote cherry\rdblquote  broken the actual penetration could begin\emdash and did.  Slowly.  Bob slid himself in, then pulled out to hump the gash, then plunged back in working the head of his cock up and down the labia to the mons.  The entire pussy became utterly sopping wet and receptive.\par
\tab Although the desire was great, Bob held off total penetration.  Despite the fact that she proclaimed herself \ldblquote ready\rdblquote , she wasn\rquote t.  Bob himself was \ldblquote ready\rdblquote  but there would be complications if he proceeded as such.  But he pumped, the head of his cock and an inch of shaft was IN her pussy.  That was good, his fuck-stick pulsed and throbbed and was extremely hot\emdash so was Maryanne\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Cum began to shoot out of the piss slit, he wished more than being in her pussy he was in her mouth.  And of course, there was her asshole to conquer, too.\par
\tab Juts of cum spilled into Maryanne\rquote s tight not quite fully fucked cunt, more juts spilled to coat the outside of her cunny while more spewed onto her bare belly.  Rivers of his cum oozed down to pool \lquote neath her ass, soiling the cushion of the sofa.  Oh well.\par
\tab His cock was still hard, mighty hard.  Maryanne never having been fucked before didn\rquote t know if it was over.  Her pussy tingled, it ached a little and there was blood, but all in all it was survivable.  And with the tingling of her cunny she was not yet satisfied\emdash she wanted more.\par
\tab Bothered by the prospect of knocking his step-daughter up and thusly ruining her life as well as his, Bob stopped.  There was her mouth and asshole to bang off in, her pussy he would have to leave alone.  Maybe.  Next time he would take the time to \ldblquote wrap\rdblquote  his rascal and be a little more at ease.\par
\tab There was a lot of cum\emdash coating all over Maryanne\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab There was the blood, too, on Bob\rquote s cock and some on his balls.  Taking a hankie he wiped the girl\rquote s cunny clean, then his cock.  From the spilled contents of the package bag Bob brought up the medium sized fake cock, it was more life-like than the others and gingerly did he begin working it into Maryanne\rquote s fevered snatch.\par
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\tab Whenever it was possible, Maryanne broke out a dildo and did herself.  Usually it was late at night, before, during, or after a \ldblquote session\rdblquote  with her Daddy.  She did herself in the bath, shower, and on the toilet.  And there was a time (or two\emdash maybe three) that next in line sister Evie caught her.\par
\tab Evie was ten and she, too, was an avid masturbator.  But she did so privately.  Much more privately than did Maryanne.  It was rather awkward being busted.  They laughed it off, Maryanne folded her legs up\emdash her cunny still tingling.  Drawing a pillow to herself to conceal her nudity she firstly asked why she was home when she was supposed to be elsewhere.\par
\tab As Evie explained the circumstances, Maryanne thought of being busted by anyone else\emdash her mom, Marissa, one of the boys\emdash ALL of the boys.  Each one would handle the situation differently, but Maryanne would be deeply embarrassed.  She figured the boys were like their Dad and played with themselves they way their Daddy did.  Did they know that girls did the same thing?  \par
\tab Just a day later and Maryanne busted Evie friggin herself.\par
\tab Evie complained, though, that try as she could she wasn\rquote t getting off.  She had heard the tales of what girl masturbation was like and that there was supposed to be some magical experience with fingering.  \par
\tab So Maryanne proceeded to \ldblquote show\rdblquote  her the techniques she used.\par
\tab It was a marvelous time; the girls naked thrashing about madly as first Maryanne frigged herself to orgasm, then taught the fine mannerisms to her younger sibling.  They discussed sex and what it would be like to \ldblquote get laid.\rdblquote   Maryanne kept to herself her tryst with their new daddy, she didn\rquote t know if it was because of being jealous or what.\par
\tab From fingerbanging to something a little more\'85\par
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\tab Simple fingering was ok, but just okay.  They did step up their antics by getting naked and waiting for someone to come home\emdash usually a parental unit.  When the car arrived in the drive (hey, that rhymes!) the girls sitting at their window seat would try to complete their orgasm before the parent(s) entered the house.  they also had to get their clothes back on!\par
\tab It then became a game\emdash who could orgasm first, faster, or make it last the longest.  They also streaked thru the house, hiding in the family room until the last possible second and then dashing out up to their rooms.\par
\page\tab Soon the girls were 69ing, spanking one another, and sneaking in a shower together.  And at length Maryanne whipped one of her daddy\rquote s dildo\rquote s out and used it\emdash she also began using it on Evie.  Evie, in turn, worked the fake cock into Maryanne, fucking her cunt AND asshole.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t long before Maryanne\rquote s cunt was \ldblquote ready.\rdblquote   For days and days Maryanne had been \ldblquote priming\rdblquote  herself getting fucked by the dildo and finally she determined she was ready to take on her Daddy\rquote s enormous schlong.\par
\tab Her Daddy was \ldblquote ready\rdblquote , too.  He had been enormously pent up and screwing his daughter\rquote s mother wasn\rquote t cutting it.  (it helped, though\'85)  he knew that no matter how many times or by what size of dildo or fake cock Maryanne took to herself, nothing compared to the \ldblquote real thang!\rdblquote   and her coozy would still be tight, snug\emdash nothing replaced the actual pulsing/throbbing cock monster.\par
\tab When the timing was right, that is to say that people in the house who were supposed to be asleep were asleep, Maryanne and Bob \ldblquote hooked up.\rdblquote   Bob in his robe awaited for his young lover in his den, for added security he had \ldblquote doped\rdblquote  his family at meal time earlier.  Everyone but himself and his Intended got a micky in their food and drink\emdash high potent sleeping aids.\par
\tab Maryanne came to him wearing her shortie nightgown and panties.  Bob liked his girls in their panties, he enjoyed watching them stand about in their panties and then tug them off.  \par
\tab The two hugged, there was a brief peck followed by a full Frenching.  During the Frenching Bob caressed his daughter, squeezing her young body, his hands going inside her panties to squeeze ass.  He was on his knees to be level with her to make such maneuvers then stood undoing his robe.\par
\tab Maryanne pulled off her nightie and Bob stared at her bare chest; small apple sized titties greeted him, he tugged on the already erect nipples.  There was no doubt in his mind, before midnight his cock was going to be IN the young girl\rquote s cunt.  (it was 11:05 at present time.)\par
\tab For a moment the two merely stood, Maryanne staring at her Daddy\rquote s big dick pulsing before her; Bob staring at his panty clad beauty, contemplating how wondrous it would be to fuck her\emdash finally!\par
\tab First, though, Maryanne put her fingers about the throbbing dong, it was so big she could wrap both hands\rquote  fingers about the engorged member and there was still plenty of space.  After squeezing and lightly going \ldblquote up and down\rdblquote  she leaned in\'85\par
\page\tab Bob\rquote s toes curled as Maryanne\rquote s mouth surrounded his sensitive cock head.  She was talented, naturally so; her tongue swirled about the ultra sensitive glans, diddled the piss slit and put on such a vacuum that Bob had to hold off from spewing prematurely.\par
\tab Then she began going down.\par
\tab Holding off from \ldblquote spewing\rdblquote  was going to be hard\'85\par
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\tab Slowly he pumped into his daughter\rquote s mouth; slowly she gobbled inch by inch his cock until the head nestled against her tonsils.  Bob pulled back to hump his dick against her sweet angelic (but devilish) face.  The girl smiled big and worked his crank, almost trying to jack him off.  She kissed the head, flicked her tongue into the slit and then sucked on the head.\par
\tab It was almost more than he could stand.\par
\tab Back to his knees he went, another hug and then a moment or two sucking on the girl\rquote s titties.  Meanwhile, his hands got busy sliding down her panties.\par
\tab Moments later and the nude girl was lain out on the sofa, her legs up on her Daddy\rquote s shoulders and her young naked body shuddering all over.  Bob\rquote s tongue lapped excitedly all about the outer lips of her pussy before delving inward, nipping the inner lips and driving even further inward to the sensitive recesses of her sex.\par
\tab Maryanne flailed about madly, bucking into her Daddy\rquote s face, her legs about his neck, hands clawing at the cushion and then gripping his head, \ldblquote Do me, Daddy, do me!\rdblquote\par
\tab So what was a Daddy to do?\par
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\tab Life just wasn\rquote t the same for either of them.  For to be sure Maryanne\rquote s cunt tingled (although it was sore) for the entire next day and night and into the second day.  But all in all she regarded it as a good fuck.  Her first!\par
\tab Bob had intriguing sensations about his cock, and unlike most times when he fucked and came, the cock died down to its normal flaccid state of being.  After screwing his eldest daughter, that didn\rquote t happen.  His dick remained stiff, not \ldblquote stiff as a board\rdblquote  but close counts.  It remained that way until the late evening of the following day\emdash making it difficult to conceal and take a normal piss.  But all in all he regarded it as a good fuck.  Not his last!\par
\page\tab And there was more, directly after the shagging of Maryanne.\par
\tab Directly after the shagging of Maryanne, there was some raunchous gropping, kissing, suckling, and romping/rolling on the floor.  Maryanne\rquote s cunt needed a little sprucing up\emdash cleaning.  Bob used a hankie to do that.  Maryanne used her panties to clean off her Daddy\rquote s dick, then she sucked it.\par
\tab Then they formed a lovely 69er that very nearly sent Bob into orbit and cocksucker Maryanne into unknown euphoria.  Bob loved noshing on her cunny; which caused him to almost shoot another load into Maryanne\rquote s mouth as he suddenly had the image of Evie\rquote s cunt on his face\'85\par
\tab The energy levels to the two of them began to dwindle.  The excitement level was still high, though.  They spent the downtown smooching, Frenching and groping until exhausted.  \par
\tab Then, just minutes after midnight\emdash Daddy Bob stuffed Daughter Maryanne\rquote s cunt\emdash again.  It was even more terrific than the first time!  And the second go round his cock was even STIFFER than the first time AND he got another inch IN!\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK ME, DADDY!\rdblquote  Maryanne had screamed, \ldblquote FUCK ME!  OH YES, DO ME, DADDY!\rdblquote\par
\tab it was words that enthralled him and he did so infacto do so FUCK.\par
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\tab Thereafter the two definitely needed a shower.  Strangely (although they could have with the family still in their drugged sleep) they didn\rquote t shower together.  When Maryanne exited the bathroom and returned to her bedroom, she found her nude Daddy standing at sister Evie\rquote s bedside.  His cock was massively hard\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote I was just checking her\emdash to-to make sure she was doing okay.\rdblquote  Liar\par
\tab Maryanne knew better, too; the covers of Evie\rquote s bed were pulled down and her girlie nightgown pulled up!  For a moment or two Maryanne felt the twinge of jealously.  She wanted her naughty Daddy to herself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is she?  Okay?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm, huh?  Oh, yeah, yes, sure, she\rquote s fine.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne stepped up to the bed, the nightlite in the room provided just enough light, and the soft glow from the midnight moon bathe the bedroom nicely as well.\par
\tab She paused a moment then, \ldblquote You want to see her?\rdblquote\par
\tab Daddy Bob didn\rquote t respond, not verbally anyways.  He looked almost pale, but maybe it was the lighting.  He was sweating, but maybe that was \lquote cause he hadn\rquote t dried off from his shower.\par
\page\tab Maryanne tugged Evie\rquote s white panties down, revealing her hairless cooze.  There was a very brief, \ldblquote Ooooooh\rdblquote  from Bob.  His glossy eyes feasted on the treatful snatch bared to him.  He seemed feverish and Maryanne knew there was a strong desire in him to do unto Evie what had been done unto her.\par
\tab Bob shook his head, the desire to be extremely perverse was heavy with him, but Evie was ten.  TEN!  He couldn\rquote t.  \par
\tab But Maryanne was merely twelve.\par
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\tab For the next few days\emdash it was hectic.  Almost agony.  Maryanne busy with school, school functions, activities, and general stuff that wore her out when it was bed time and she didn\rquote t wake up at her normal time to go fool around with her Daddy.  And Daddy Bob, too, had a heavy workload, worked late, and decided to boff his wife a little more than usual to make up for the boffing of her daughter.\par
\tab Then one night while working late, the marvelous scent of jasmine filled the room.  It was the favorite fragrance of his eldest daughter and instantly did he have a hard-on.  Quickly he scrambled to complete necessary changes to his drawings and then settled to wait.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t have to wait long.  Maryanne slipped up beside him, she was all aglow and Bob was all hard.  Hugging his daughter the anticipation mounted\emdash and he couldn\rquote t wait to do so!  Leaning back to undo his pants he suddenly was aware that Maryanne hadn\rquote t come alone.\par
\tab Evie!\par
\tab Little Evie had come up along his other side.  She was smiling and glowing as well.  Hmmmm\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s okay, Daddy,\rdblquote  smiled the glowing Maryanne, \ldblquote me and Evie been doing stuff, together.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, naughty stuff!\rdblquote  chirped out Evie.  Maryanne gave her little sister a dirty look.\par
\tab Bowing her head slightly, Maryanne explained, \ldblquote We\rquote ve been goofing with those things, y\rquote know, THOSE things, to help me--\rdblquote  she needn\rquote t explain further, Bob got it.\par
\tab A hug to each girl, he was still at a bit of a loss as to what was going on.  Then, \ldblquote She wants to join in.\rdblquote  added Maryanne.  Bob\rquote s heart stopped, a knot formed in his stomach, he couldn\rquote t breathe, his balls tightened and cock surged.  \lquote Oh?\rquote  then, \ldblquote Oh?\rdblquote  he cocked his head to ten year old Evie.\par
\page\tab On the sofa his girls sat, laying back with their shoulders to the back, legs open, clad merely in their panties; Maryanne in her blue panties with stripes and Evie in pinkish panties plain.  Bob took his time looking over his girls, his mind was in a flutter and he couldn\rquote t think straight if at all.  There was only one thing to do\'85\par
\tab Maryanne clenched with shudder as her Daddy \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her, tugging her stripped panties down at the crotch with his teeth.  Her nipples instantly perked up and she began to tweak them.  Beside her, Evie watched the new daddy pull Maryanne\rquote s panties down.  Then watched as Maryanne\rquote s legs were opened wider.  Then\'85\par
\tab Evie had to lean forward to watch and see as her new Daddy\rquote s tongue licked Maryanne\rquote s cunt.  Unknowingly Evie frigged herself outside her panties, her pussy tingling as her young body surged with the expected delight of being licked out herself.  \ldblquote It\rquote s way better than you could ever imagine!\rdblquote  Maryanne had cooed to her young sib.  Together prior the girls had sought the pleasures of nipping and cunt teasing one other\emdash along with that masturbating before they were caught at doing so.\par
\tab A hint of urine was on Maryanne\rquote s cunt, Bob didn\rquote t mind; in fact, closing his eyes he nuzzled into the cunny crevice anticipating more and getting off on it.  Inside his shorts he felt his cock spewing its precious juices.  \par
\tab Maryanne shuddered, biting her lower lip and pressing her pussy into her Daddy\rquote s face.  \ldblquote Ooooooh, Daddy, YES!\rdblquote  she exclaimed almost loudly.  Putting her hands behind her she pulled her legs back and her Daddy went full bore, drilling deeply into his young daughter\rquote s cunt, nuzzling his nose all about the mons, slipping a probing finger into her asshole and driving the pre-teen crazy!\par
\tab Soon Maryanne\rquote s shuddered segued to more of an orgasmic tremble.  Just her hips and sex area vibrated as her Daddy managed her into said orgasmic tremble.  Liquid love coated Maryanne\rquote s cunt lips, there\rquote s being moistened cunny lips and then there\rquote s being MOISTENED cunt lips!\par
\tab And in asmuch as Maryanne couldn\rquote t stand it, her Daddy couldn\rquote t, either.  He stood and unhitched his slacks and let them fall to his ankles.   Out of the flap of his green boxers pounced fully erect his cock.\par
\tab Evie\rquote s eyes took the massive member in, her blue eyes shining, mouth hung agape, mind blank.  \par
\page  \tab Maryanne wasted no time and scooted forward to whereas she slipped off of the sofa and quickly took her Daddy\rquote s cock to hand.  She began squeezing and stroking the bone while pressing her lips to the soft crown, swirling her tongue all about the sensitive area, diddling the cummy piss slit before engulfing and then devouring.\par
\tab Evie launched herself right up to her sister\rquote s side, eyes as big and round as her open mouoth\emdash which Bob determined was a perfect fit for his cock.  His heart raced, getting a blow job from his twelve year old daughter was one thing; fucking his twelve year old daughter was one thing; but his TEN year old daughter?  Surely not.  \par
\tab Surely.\par
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\tab Double your pleasure\emdash by doubling your fun!  Now he had TWO little cocksuckers to please him.  One was great all by herself, then there were two\emdash that was fantastic!  \par
\tab After totally devouring the entire length of his mighty dong, Maryanne pulled back\emdash smacking her lips and grinning literally ear to ear.\tab\ldblquote Your turn!\rdblquote  she bequeathed.  With her fingers at the base she waggled the fully engorged member, cum was pulsing out the tip-slit.  Bob had no control over\emdash or the entire situation as a whole!  Evie licked her lips and seemed apprehensive\emdash Maryanne whispered something to her, Bob had no idea what it was but it made Evie blush.\par
\tab Evie placed her own fingers about the massive prick, awed by its warmth.  She never even ever considered the thought of what \ldblquote cocksucking\rdblquote  was about\emdash she had heard the term on tv and on the lips of the kids at school, but it never really registered in her brain.  \par
\tab Slowly she worked her hand up and down, squeezing the member and taking the whole \ldblquote thang\rdblquote  in with her eyes.  On encouragement from big sis Maryanne, Evie leaned forward and pressed just her lips to the dick head, a light pressing kiss.\par
\tab With a gentle hand to the back of her head, Daddy Bob eased himself into the girl\rquote s young mouth.  It WAS almost more than she could take\emdash there was no room at all and she had to breath thru her nose.  For a moment she experienced panic; the cock was pulled out and pressed against her sweet young face for a nice hump.\par
\tab Moments later it was back in her mouth, working its way to the back of her throat.  The pumping was slow and sent shivers all over the pumper; the pumpee was mindless\emdash no thoughts as the moment was too much to comprehend.\par
\page\tab There was more face humping, followed by jabbing his cock all over the sweet girl\rquote s head\emdash the time was drawing nearer.  Bob moved to his knees; Evie\rquote s chest was bare, very small mounds.  His trembling hands cupped and kneaded each one, tweaking the nipples then going up and down the child\rquote s chest as a whole.\par
\tab Daddy Bob moved to his knees; Evie sat back leaning her shoulders back while she was ogled and lusted after.  Her embarrassment level that had subsided during her giving head had once more risen in her, she felt embarrassed at being so ogled.\par
\tab  Daddy Bob then moved down between her legs, totally engulfing her crotch.  Maryanne sat back with her legs opened wide fingering herself\emdash further stimulating herself, sister, and their new daddy.\par
\tab Bob\rquote s tongue feverishly pressed against his daughter\rquote s panty panel, flicking one way and then the next, going along the hem, sneaking in alongside the panty and flesh.  He knew, despite her young age, he would have to fuck her, too!\par
\tab Slowly the girl\rquote s panties were being pulled down.  Slowly his cock throbbed to the point of explosion.  Slowly his heart pounded while his mind furiously brought up images of shagging the young beauty.  He knew then that he was no better than the monsters talked about on the daily news.\par
\tab Oh well\'85\par
\tab All the way down her young legs the panty was tugged.  Maryanne frigged herself furiously, grinning and carrying on so.  Evie had been licked by Maryanne, and tantalized by the various dildos; the girls had sought favor, too, with various vegetables with Evie being able to fuck a hot dog wiener.\par
\tab But she wanted a HOT dog, not a cold one.\par
\tab Daddy had a HOT dog\emdash so proclaimed sister Maryanne.\par
\tab How many minutes there were spent devouring Evie\rquote s cunt was not counted, Bob flicked his tongue all about the smooth/hairless poon, he found himself enamored and assumed it was what drove the so many others (in the news) to such illicit doings.\par
\tab Evie clenched tight the cushion, biting her lips and trembling as new and unknown sin-sations thrived thru her body.  She made sounds, noises, but mostly just thrashed as her pussy was \ldblquote trashed.\rdblquote\par
\tab Soon the ultimate sin could be put off no longer.  Bob rushed up and began wanking off as fast as possible, spewing his goo onto Evie\rquote s cunt; then, as his cock was still stiff (enough) he pressed his cock to her entrance trying to make entry.\par
\page\tab She required more \ldblquote breaking in\rdblquote  time.  He surely didn\rquote t want to hurt her, so he had to be content with simple jerking off.  When done, he lay off in a pant to one side while Maryanne lapped up the spillage.  Evie frigged her little bud with one hand and then masturbated her Daddy.\par
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\tab It was non-stop action from then on.  Every possible chance Daddy Bob was spilling his load either in their mouth or on their cunny.  His tongue got a work out licking on them between their legs; feverishly he poked them with only slipping the head of his dick and two inches into demure Maryanne, just the head of his dick made entry into Evie.\par
\tab Poking his way up their poop chute, however, granted better success.  Using lube specifically geared for the backdoor and tube steak, sodomy came easy and half the length of his schlong was capable of poking along nicely.\par
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Present Day Schlomoing\par
\tab With every encounter the possibility hastened the almost inevitable; but yet, there was no denying the outlandish\emdash if not illicit\emdash love play.  A time or two his willy had been wrapped in protection\emdash more for HER sake than anything else.  Knocking up his twelve year old daughter just wanted do.  Nor would it when she was thirteen, fourteen, and finally fifteen.  Bob Brallen Sr. stuffed the girl\rquote s backdoor, too\emdash often.  Even when the girl was on her period\emdash didn\rquote t matter to Bob, he was getting in her and fucking her brains out.\par
\tab And when Maryanne on the rare occasion \ldblquote didn\rquote t feel like it\rdblquote , there was always her sweet sister, Evie.  Both girls \ldblquote put out\rdblquote  for their new daddy, not on a daily basis but more/less a weekly basis.  A blow job was in order most times, then titty fondling, some spanking, bathing together, and romping whole heartedly when they were sure they could get away with it.\par
\tab At fifteen, finally, Maryanne was capable of fully taking on her Daddy\rquote s dick.  From the backdoor aspect she was able to take most of it, too, but they didn\rquote t do much of the backdoor banditry.  Evie, too, took her Daddy\rquote s dick well; at thirteen the girl was doing better than Maryanne had been at that age\emdash of course, by thirteen years, Evie had three years of experience, too!\par
\tab Once more Maryanne crept into the den of iniquity.  It had been a couple of days, her cunny tingled, the house was empty, she was horny.  Her dear Daddy with a big dick was always willing to help her out in her horny moods.  She shed her clothes and the two frolicked.\par
\page\tab Meanwhile, not far away, brother Barry and weird friend Casper were \ldblquote frolicking\rdblquote  on their own.  The boys found themselves in a local neighborhood church.  Here a deacon Barry knew was screwing his brains out to THREE teenage girls\emdash Barry knew them, as well.\par
\tab The girls, Tina Marie Scott, Sheryl Shandly, and Margie Mavis, were a year older than Barry; all cheerleaders, in the school choir, church choir, and had high social standings.  On the sofa in the deacon\rquote s office Tina and Margie lay 69ing one another while on the deacon\rquote s desk naked Sheryl lay on her back, legs back, titties jiggling, pussy creaming.\par
\tab The deacon, Ted Douglas, had his dress shirt and tie still on, but his dark slacks were at his ankles and his manly pud buried to the hilt into the seventeen year old\rquote s snatch.\par
\tab Barry shook his head\emdash Deacon Douglas was a Fire & Brimstone preacher, chastised those who backslid, fell from grace, didn\rquote t walk the line of proper behavior\emdash and there he was putting it to an underage vixen.\par
\tab The boys let the hypocrite have his fun, he pumped for several minutes before unleashing a massive torrent of Christian cum.  He was virtually exhausted and lay down on the sweaty teen, sucking her titties with his cock still embedded in her poon.\par
\tab Tina and Margie were deeply involved in noshing one another\rquote s cunt, the deacon and Sheryl were exhausted so \ldblquote zapping\rdblquote  them was fairly easy\emdash and done.  Thereafter\emdash Barry stripped naked and spread the cheeks of Tina (who was on top of Margie) and drilled into the girl\rquote s crevice.  Casper, meanwhile, sunk himself into Sheryl\rquote s snatch\emdash he didn\rquote t mind sloppy seconds at all!\par
\tab Tina\rquote s cunt was tight, not virgin tight\emdash she wasn\rquote t a virgin, but it was snug and pleasing to his cock just the same.  Again, like other cunts he had stuffed, his thoughts were on his sisters, mother, teachers, etc.  On the desk, Casper plowed Sheryl mercilessly.\par
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\tab A few blocks away and the boys tempted fate, the Invisibility factor seemed well enough and time to kick it up a notch.  A few blocks away was Jefferson Way and Main Lane.  At the corner of these two roads was a convenience store/gas station.  A bakery was there, a small pizzeria, and bookstore, too.\par
\tab The boys\rquote  interest was the store.\par
\tab\ldblquote Man cannot live by pussy alone!\rdblquote  chortled Casper.\par
\tab Inside the store the boys \ldblquote helped themselves\rdblquote  to various treats; including beer, wine, wine coolers, and whiskey.  Barry was only into the beer and tasty wine coolers.\par
\page\tab There were treats; potato chips, beef jerky (the expensive kind), various candybars and then the corndogs, burritos, and hot dogs!  The last tasty items up front at the counter to be microwaved.  There were a few customers, two clerks.  None noticed the goings on.  Barry casually wondered about the video camera.\par
\tab Suddenly, as Casper nuked a burrito, an alarm went off at the door.\par
\tab A type of alarm equated to that of a burbling wail alerting to all those heard it that SOMEONE in the vicinity had in possession an EMAD.  Customers were panicking, the head clerk hit the Panic button, the doors to the store closed.\par
\tab\ldblquote The police are on their way,\rdblquote  declared the clerk, \ldblquote whoever has one of those EMAD things you are seriously in trouble.\rdblquote  the clerk continued,\par
\tab\ldblquote The EMAD whoever you are has been deactivated!\rdblquote  he said proudly pointing to the green flicking light at the door.  Slight panic there was, too, in Barry and Casper.  \par
\tab Casper, though, tugged at Barry\rquote s elbow directing him to look at a security mirror, then the glass door to the refrigerator.  No reflection.  They were still invisible.\par
\tab The coppers arrived toot-sweet and using an EMAD tracking device they nabbed a goofy looking fucker who protested, claiming his EMAD was not what they thought it was.  He was stunned with a stun gun/cattle prod, beaten and then handcuffed.  Then he was stunned with the stun gun/cattle prod, beaten, then tossed into the squad car.\par
\tab The customers applauded, statements were taken, and the coppers left.  Life in the Circle One convenience store returned to normal.  During the commotion, Barry and Casper hid in the refrigerator section\emdash freezing.  When the EMAD possessor was being beaten the second go round, the boys left the freezer and took to hiding in the utility closet.\par
\tab When statements were being taken, Casper whizzed into the pot of chili.  Barry masturbated to orgasm, shooting his load into the mayonnaise container.  Casper then crapped into the chili pot, which was precarious because he was nude and up on the shelf with the pot, his ass inches from the hot surface of the pot.  Once the turd was \ldblquote away\rdblquote  he mushed it up until it was no longer detectable.\par
\tab Then, the boys moved out with a few of the customers\emdash setting off the EMAD detector again.  Customers fled in all directions, the clerks came out shouting for them to come back.\par
\tab Of course no one did.\par
\page\tab The boys set their eyes on a new target, far down by the pizzeria a young woman wrestled a large basket of laundry into her car.  As she was positioned, the boys were definitely interested\emdash her ass bobbing this way and that intrigue the boys and she was targeted.\par
\tab On closer inspection, the woman was a mother!\par
\tab In the backseat were seated a six year old and her three year old sister.  Saving energy to the EMAD, Casper only \ldblquote zapped\rdblquote  the mother.  She was pushed into the passenger seat and Barry operated the late model cumbersome station wagon.  (the 1975 Country Shit Box)\par
\tab Not far was the drive, down the block and around the corner, down an alley and to the derelict car wash.  Looking into the backseat after stopping Barry saw friend Casper already at work, he was still naked and had pulled the pants down of the six year old who was in her car seat.  Her little legs were pulled up to the ceiling and he was working a finger into her pussy and asshole with much vigor and vim.\par
\tab Barry turned his attention to the woman.  The girl in the backseat being fingered out was crying, wailing.  The other girl was doing likewise although nothing was happening to her\emdash yet.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You aint got her naked yet?\rdblquote  quipped Casper.\par
\tab Barry was distracted.  He felt a slight twinge of apprehension; of confusion and fright.  There was hesitation but then he was moving\emdash but he wasn\rquote t entirely certain for sure if he were doing so on his own!\par
\tab The woman wore a button shirt.  Barry\rquote s fingers undone the garment then unhitched the bra.  Nice titties, not very round as they were more of the ski-slope design.  Barry found himself deeply intrigued and soon was undoing the woman\rquote s jeans, tugging them down and then off.\par
\tab Meanwhile, in the backseat\'85\par
\tab Casper.\par
\tab Casper  Casper  Casper.  The boy had no morals.  None.  The squirming six year old was naked and the teen was sucking on her chest, where she would have nipples in a couple of years.  And hurriedly he worked his fully engorged crank!\par
\tab After some titty sucking the girl was removed from her seat and sat on his lap.  Barry had the girl\rquote s mother naked, it was difficult to move about in the front seat area, but it was a wide car and the steering wheel tilted up.  Barry remained clothed, he had undone his shirt and pushed his pants and underwear to his ankles.  With the woman\rquote s legs open, a leg hooked at the steering column and the other over the back of the seat, Barry positioned himself between her legs and sunk himself in.\par
\page\tab Although the woman was a good fuck, a nice snug snatch despite dropping two kids thru her cunt, Barry was more curious as to the goings on in the middle seat.  No-Morals Casper had his saucey cock humping all over the six year old\rquote s body, specifically her pussy and ass area.  The little girl had been slapped and then smacked on the ass HARD to keep her settled\emdash why he didn\rquote t use the EMAD on her wasn\rquote t known (something about too high emotions overrode any attempt of mind control.)\par
\tab Great effort was made an backdoor penetration; Barry humped faster to the nude woman not even paying attention to his doing.  When Casper\rquote s juices began squirting, he diddled the fresh spunk into the child\rquote s anus, then turned her a little to show his shocked friend even more.\par
\tab Barry watched in some utter fascination as No-Morals Casper finger fucked the little girl, smearing his cum all over the child\rquote s cunny then using the slick spunk to lube his finger enough to make insertion to her vagina.  When the child squirmed in protest she was smacked hard on the thigh.\par
\tab Barry was cumming.\par
\tab Great quantities of love cream spewed into the woman\rquote s cunt, Barry suddenly found himself immersed in a dizzying spiral of unknown ecstasy.  He turned to power fuck the woman thru the last stages of his orgasm; then leaned down to suck on her nipples and fuck his best fuck ever.\par
\tab What had turned him on so?  He had thoughts of doing such to his mother, his sisters, his teachers, girlfriends, and then every girl at Rhichmond High, then at his former junior high.  Cock his head and peering thru the slight open space between the front seats, Barry eyed as No-Morals Casper forced the head of his cock into the distraught six year old\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab When not so satisfied with that route, Casper nudged himself into the girl\rquote s asshole\emdash after much ado about pre-fucking it with his tongue and fingers and then a cucumber from Mom\rquote s grocery bag.\par
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\pard Just when you think its safe\'85\par
\tab There weren\rquote t many times/days when the house of Brallen was an empty one.  On those rare occasions, those who found said house vacant took advantage.  Some masturbated until very nearly getting caught.  Some simply ran amok naked\emdash until very nearly getting caught.  Others 69ed on a sofa\emdash until GETTING caught.\par
 \tab However, they didn\rquote t know they had been!\page  \tab School was a done deal.  Summer was upon them.  There were things to do and places to go to do them.  Everyone had something to do somewhere\emdash which left suitable opportunities at home for those seeking to do a little naughty business w/o fear of being caught and thusly to be more relaxed.\par
\tab Well\'85\par
\tab Warning!:  Point of View Change\par
\tab Somedays a girl just wants to be alone, alone with her dildos or Daddy.  The Daddy was at work and very busy, the dildos were available, though.  She was months away from being sixteen\emdash she had her learner\rquote s permit but that was nothing compared to actually having a driver\rquote s license.  She wanted her own car, too\emdash driving her mom\rquote s old foggey station would suck, her Dad\rquote s out of date convertible sucked, too.  Then there was Barry.  Or, Barry\rquote s car, Barry, too, had a convertible but it was hip, sleek, trendy.  Maryanne wasn\rquote t sure she wanted a convertible, but something smaller that she wouldn\rquote t be embarrassed to be seen in.\par
\tab Evie was with some dippy girlfriends at some social club, Marissa with their mother on some girlie shopping spree.  Of the boys, she wasn\rquote t sure about Barry\rquote s whereabouts, or his odd friend, Casper; but Peter she knew was at a baseball game with Bobby\emdash it was Bobby who was playing and Peter who was coaching.\par
\tab It meant that she had the house to herself.  Barry\rquote s car wasn\rquote t in the drive, no car was in the drive and the house was\emdash empty!  Or so she thought.  The front lawn needed watering and something was amiss with the auto-sprinklers, which meant the water faucet had to be turned on by hand.  Oh my gracious!  It meant, too, that instead of the typical side entrance from the drive, Maryanne used the front door.\par
\tab The house was dark inside, the a/c was on, the curtains drawn to keep the cool in and the heat out.  She paused at the landing as for some reason the house from the front door was sunken.  All was quiet.  Leaning against the railing looking down into the living room Maryanne wished Evie was home.  Lightly her fingers slipped up under her green shortie skirt and touched her cunny.  She wasn\rquote t overly horny, but close counts.\tab Slowly down came her panties, the urge to streak about the house was great with her.  She caressed her ass and unhitched the skirt, letting it fall, too.  Off came her blouse and then her bra.  She stood naked for a moment or two, fingering her hungry snatch\emdash if only her Daddy would walk in on her!\par
\page\tab Tingling all over she moved to the large sofa and laid herself out, leg up over the top, the other spread wide\emdash fingers delving into her sex for a riotous good time.\par
\tab Finger fucking wasn\rquote t as good as the real thing.  Her dildos were upstairs hidden away.  Not feeling like traipsing up the stairs to fetch them she made her way to the kitchen to fetch a vegetable of some sort.  While making her selection\emdash she heard noises.\par
\tab For a moment there was panic, someone was home\emdash her clothes were at the front door landing\'85\par
\tab She gulped and thought of a back-up plan\emdash she could whip into the laundry room and hopefully there would be some clothes there.  But that wouldn\rquote t explain her clothes at the front door.  Of course, if the noise was at the patio door, then she could race to the front door and get her clothes there and \'85\par
\tab Boys voices.  Garbled boys voices.  Slapping sounds.  Strange\emdash but familiar sounds.  Maryanne stole herself up to the partition and peered thru the slats into the family room.\par
\tab There was brother Barry and friend Casper, buck naked, 69ing on the sofa!\par
\tab OMG!\par
\tab As she watched them, she frigged her sex and became more hornier than she had been!  She wanted her Daddy\rquote s cock in her so badly she could taste it!\par
\tab On the sofa the brother and friend were hard at sucking one another, spanking and fully devouring one another, sucking the other\rquote s balls and all.  Maryanne pursed her lips\emdash it was not so unlike what she and Evie did.\par
\tab And speaking of Evie\'85\par
\tab A day or two\emdash three\emdash four and it was Evie who found herself home alone.  Or so she thought.  The Family Room seemed to be the Den of Iniquity as well as the regular \ldblquote den\rdblquote , Evie had gone to the kitchen for a snack from the front door and heard \ldblquote noises.\rdblquote\par
\tab Peering thru the slats of the partition window she saw brother Barry (alone) whacking off.  Fascinated she watched, her pussy tingled and became \ldblquote wet\rdblquote ; taking her Daddy\rquote s cock was one thing and she often was curious about her brothers.  \par
\tab At the same time, Barry was in need.  Friend Casper had \ldblquote disappeared\rdblquote  for a few days for reasons unknown.  Without Casper and his amazing \ldblquote device\rdblquote , Barry was on his own for sexual gratification.  When discovering that the house was empty, he took advantage by pleasing himself.\par
\page\tab Midway thru the ordeal he became acutely aware that he was being watched.  He wasn\rquote t sure by who, though.  Slowly, although it was hard (to do) he slowed his whacking pace.  He wanted to cum, he needed that release.  But he held back and calmed himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t have to hide.\rdblquote  he called out.\par
\tab She did, though; a quick surge of panic griped her and she fled the scene, clear to her room.  And once IN her room she got naked and flung herself onto her bed whereupon she furiously frigged her cunny to a very excited state of being.  She then got her very plush teddy bear and used a strap-on dildo strapped to the bear to fuck herself.\par
\tab Barry happily went on to jack himself off.\par
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Cum stains and other pleasures\par
\tab Without Casper, \ldblquote spying\rdblquote  got to be difficult, not impossible\emdash just difficult\emdash to get away with.  Evie knew that Barry knew she had spied on him.  In turn, Barry knew that Evie knew that he had spied on her\emdash this after a couple of days had passed when Evie had spied on Barry whacking off in the family room.  Unlike the day Evie had spied on Barry, Evie\rquote s finger banging of her self was not so secure.\par
\tab Finding some garments not belonging to him, and not panties, Barry returned them to the girls\rquote  bathroom.  There were two doors to the bathroom, like the boys\rquote  bathroom next to it; one door was at the hall entrance while the other was from the bedroom itself.  Barry went into the girls\rquote  bathroom\emdash since the door was open a bit and he determined that no one was within.  After depositing the garments to the dirty clothes hamper he heard a distinctive sound\emdash bed springs squeaking.\par
\tab Maryanne he knew was with her girlfriends.\par
\tab Marissa he had just seen downstairs with their mother.\par
\tab Hmmmmm\par
\tab Barry smiled\emdash and got hard.\par
\tab The door to the girls\rquote  bedroom was closed but he tempted fate and opened the door just a crack.  The angle was great, from the slight view he could see Evie on her bed, naked, \ldblquote gettin\rquote  it on\rdblquote  with her bear.\par
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\tab A few days later and Barry was privy to watching both Maryanne and Evie \ldblquote gettin\rquote  it on\rdblquote  but not with the bear, although Mr. Bear was there\emdash with a big cunt eating grin on its beary face.  Barry was very pleased, the notion of being able to sink his pud into his sister seemed very plausible.\par
\tab And then there was Marissa.\par
\page\tab Marissa was seven.  When she had first come into the family she had been a mere four.  Of course, during the dating of Barry\rquote s dad and Nora Barry had known the girl about a year prior.  She was cute, even cuter than that of her two older sisters.  But she was a child, a mere child.  \par
\tab While watching the little girl tumble and flip in the backyard, Barry\rquote s thoughts rested on Casper.  No-Morals Casper did that one night successfully rape and sodomize the little girl in the car.  To the little girl\rquote s little sister he got her naked and fingered her, too\emdash put his pud against her cunny and humped, smearing his love cream all over the area, then jerked off to cum on her face.\par
\tab Barry\rquote s cock throbbed inside the girls\rquote  mother and he could determine why\emdash was he just horny, pent up, or in some way invigorated by seeing his no-morals friend do such heinous acts of extreme perversion? \par
\tab Thru the scant few years he had known Marissa, he had seen the child in various stages of undress\emdash mostly in her panties and something butt bare ass nude.  He saw her coozy and usually thought nothing of it\emdash just desired to hump against it when she got older.\par
\tab At present time, she was seven; sister Evie was thirteen, and sister Maryanne\emdash fifteen.  With Maryanne and Evie screwing them was a no brainer\emdash er, a possible.  Doing something naughty with Marissa, though, he didn\rquote t know if he could.  It wasn\rquote t a matter of \ldblquote should\rdblquote  or \ldblquote would\rdblquote  but \ldblquote could.\rdblquote\par
\tab His mind, though, was filled with little Marissa as she flipped and tumbled in the backyard\emdash usually in a short kiddie dress, a skirt, short pants with big opened legs.  Deeply he imagined her doing same naked, spreading her legs and doing the crab-walk\emdash hands and feet on the ground, chest facing the sky, walking all about tantalizing viewers\'85\par
\tab She was too young, of course, for a doinking.  But maybe in the mouth?  Her pussy and asshole were obviously virginal and seriously too tight for his cock to slam.  But her mouth?  \par
\tab He could lay his organ against her hairless poon and hump the hell out of it; same with her ass\emdash he could hump against the flesh, just not fuck it.\par
\tab Another day passed, and then another, followed by another.  Not a word from Casper.  What was he doing?  Was he with his family?  Another family?  In jail?  It sorta kinda bothered Barry, but there was nothing he could do but wait.  \par
\tab The waiting drove him crazy, with Casper he was just about to the point of where he was going to have him fully zap his family and let the fuckings begin.  He was going to get first dibs, too.  \par
\page\tab But without Casper and his EMAD, doinking said family wasn\rquote t going to happen.  Or was it?\par
\tab One day, again when the house was supposedly empty, Barry scampered home after a turn of events canceled a ballgame.  He needed to work on some personal school projects for the Fall semester anyways and snag some fresh panties\'85\par
\tab With his car in the shop for some minor repairs beyond his ability to solve, Barry had a friend drop him off in front of the house.  Barry\rquote s thoughts were on the girls\rquote  laundry; snag himself a pair of undies, two or three, then hide himself in his room and whack away!\par
\tab When he hit the top of the landing he heard familiar sounds\emdash smacking sounds.  Ass smacking sounds.   Hmmmm \par
\tab His curiosity piqued he made every effort to be silent.\par
\tab At the door to the girls\rquote  bedroom he peeked.\par
\tab Naked on Maryanne\rquote s bed was Maryanne, with an equally Evie on top!  Both girls going at it, smacking each other\rquote s ass and tongue lashing one another\rquote s coozy.  Barry was thrilled.  His thrills, though, were cut short by the sound of a car pulling into the drive.\par
\tab\lquote Shit!\rquote  he bitched to himself, \lquote Shit, piss, fuck, motherfucker, damn!\rquote  quickly he fled to his room\emdash still trying to be silent.  No fresh spent panties but he had an old pair of Maryanne\rquote s that was still suitable.  Quickly he stripped down and got busy\emdash the image of the girls making out filled his mind\emdash and his hand\'85\par
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\tab Well, as it happened, Barry was in the neighborhood park playing around with some of his buddies.  Casper was still a no-show and it was mid summer; Casper had been \ldblquote MIA\rdblquote  for over a month!  Anyways, the need to pee was great with Barry, the need to jerk off into some tight trim was great, too.  After exiting the bathroom located at the far end of the park that was nestled up against a small wooded area, Barry caught sight of sister Maryanne.\par
\tab She was with a wee little lad, a boy of about eight years.  Barry\rquote s curiosity was up\emdash way up.  He wished beyond all wishes to have Casper\rquote s EMAD, just the invisibility part would be good for him.  He realized that \ldblquote spying\rdblquote  on folk was just as good as anything else.\par
\page\tab But with careful stealth Barry stole upon his unwary sister, watching her as the curly haired boy and she slipped into the woods.  There were some trails in the woods, guide posts and markers, but Maryanne and the boy had gone off the trail(s) and deeper into the woods.\par
\tab The woods were not thick, there were a few shrubs and bushes but no brush so the traveling thru the woods was easy.  The ground was lush green, sweet grass ankle to mid thigh high everywhere, enchanting scents filled the air along with a mixture of herbs.\par
\tab Occasionally Maryanne stopped to look all around her, she seemed to have a \ldblquote destination.\rdblquote   Barry just barely got out of sight.  As it happened, during one of the times he had to make a quick duck out, he found something.   A small book bag, but it didn\rquote t have \ldblquote books\rdblquote  in it; instead, there were \ldblquote items.\rdblquote   \par
\pard\fi720 A rifle scope, a flashlight, loose jewelry, trinkets, a notebook with addresses scribbled in with times circled (8PM\emdash 10PM  9PM\emdash 11:30PM) and so on.\par
\pard  \tab Then there was the cash.  Loose cash, bundled by string and rubber bands.  Barry did a quick count and guesstimated about $2,500!\par
\tab Then there was the object.\par
\tab At the bottom of the bag there was a handsize gray metal object; curved top\emdash flat bottom.  Smooth surface, no seams.  It didn\rquote t weigh very much either.  Barry held it in his hand and wondered, contemplated.  An EMAD?  It was too much to hope for.  From what he had seen on the evening newscasts, EMADs came in a variety of styles, there was no set pattern.\par
\tab Looking around he wondered why the bag was where it was.  Who had put it there.  After further contemplation he further concluded that the owner of the bag was using the EMAD (if that was what it was) for other purposes other than sexual conquests.  The cash, the jewels\emdash it was the work of a robber.\par
\tab Barry firstly thought of merely leaving the bag where he had found it.  Then he smiled to himself, \ldblquote what are you, an idiot!\rdblquote  he grabbed the bag and made haste out of the area.\par
\tab Maryanne.\par
\tab\lquote Shit, shit-piss-fuck-motherfucker!\rquote  he forgot about Maryanne and the little boy.  With a quick scan of the area he made a hasty return into the woods.\par
\page\tab Relocating his curious sister took some time.  When he did finally do so, he was beside himself.  He never would imagined what he found his dear sibling doing.  Sixty-nining with Evie was one thing, but dong gobbling of a little eight year old was something else all together!\par
\tab Half a mile into the woods and way-way off the trail Maryanne had taken the young boy.  Barry\rquote s view was not so good\emdash improved tremendously, though\emdash by the use of the scope.  It was a rifle scope with a very powerful zoom.  It also had Night Vision capabilities.  Barry utilized the scope to scope out his sister\rquote s shenanigans.\par
\tab The little boy\rquote s pecker was out of his pants.  Maryanne\rquote s mouth worked back and forth along the slender schlong while her hands caressed the boy\rquote s butt.  Soon she was undoing the boy\rquote s pants and pulling them down\emdash along with his underwear.  Then, her hands very muchly caressed the boy\rquote s ass and after a moment or two she pulled back, smacking her lips and grinning.\par
\tab The boy was grinning, too.  He had wood.  Maryanne stroked the boy\rquote s cock and balls, then; sitting up straight on her knees she undone her flowery blouse, unhitching her bra that clipped at the front thusly freeing her beautiful breasts.\par
\tab Barry felt his cock shooting bits of love cream inside his shorts.\par
\tab Gently did Maryanne draw the boy to her, offering him her bounty that was titty.  The boy took the offering, latching his mouth about the right breast while kneading the other.  He was so lucky!\par
\tab With the powerful zoom of the rifle scope, Barry could see the saliva of the boy as well as Maryanne\rquote s erect nipples!  Out of his pants he pulled his pud\emdash where was Casper!  \par
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\tab Soon Maryanne pulled off the boy\rquote s shirt.  Then, while she removed her own shirt the boy sat down and pulled off his shoes and then his pants and underwear.  His puddling was still very much erect.  Maryanne meanwhile had lain herself down to work her clothes off to render herself nude.\par
\tab Barry couldn\rquote t believe what he was seeing!\par
\tab Did the boy have an EMAD by chance?\par
\tab Nah.\par
\tab ??\par
\tab Maryanne fingered her cunny, tugged on the boy\rquote s cock, then pulled him to her for a hug.  After the hug she lay down, opening her legs.  Barry felt himself cumming off as the boy got to do what HE wanted to do\'85\par
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\tab It wasn\rquote t a radio.  It wasn\rquote t a remote control.  It wasn\rquote t anything electronic other than an EMAD.  But something was wrong.  It had a smell, a burnt wiring smell.  After returning from the park after witnessing all that he could stand, Barry threw himself into figuring out the curved gray metal object.  \par
\tab The jewels and trinkets he \ldblquote dropped\rdblquote  here and there along his way, dumping the bulk by a mailbox at the corner before turning down his block towards home.\par
\tab With no seams to be found, Barry was flustered.  \par
\tab Maybe it wasn\rquote t what he thought it was.  It was something else, a \ldblquote part\rdblquote  of something else, or maybe like the other trinkets and such something worthless and acquired from someone\rquote s home.  From the notebook, Barry noted the addresses and learned that they had indeed been \ldblquote hit\rdblquote  in recent days.\par
\tab The cash he did keep, he wasn\rquote t an idiot.  The actual count was a little over three grand.  A little over, five hundred fifty-two dollars over.  Three-thousand five hundred fifty-two dollars.  That was a lot of money.  He definitely could pay off his bill at the garage; new threads, new virtually anything he wanted!\par
\tab But of course, he had to be cool\emdash should anyone find out and he was busted.  It wouldn\rquote t be a stretch for someone to think HE was the neighborhood burglar!\par
\tab With his mind still on his sister and the little boy Barry hid his \ldblquote items\rdblquote  then dashed down the stairs to await her arrival.  Which wasn\rquote t long in coming.  Carefully in his mind he went over how he would broach the situation.  His desire to get into Maryanne was great, to have her bobbing on his knob, sucking his balls, spreading her ass cheeks\emdash he wanted her ALL!\par
\tab Maryanne DID arrive, 45-min later.  Barry was pent up and very ready to pounce on her.  In the kitchen the scene was ready.  The unsuspecting teen bounded in, her titties nicely bouncing.  For a moment he closed his eyes recalling how lovely the bare titties had been while the eight year old boy sucked them had been.\par
\tab Maryanne grabbed a juice drink out of the fridge, \par
\tab\ldblquote Your skirt is dirty.\rdblquote  Barry said.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Maryanne said in almost a frightened voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote Back of your skirt, grass stains.\rdblquote   Hmmmm\par
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\page\tab Maryanne twisted her body to see, but couldn\rquote t see the actual stain.\par
\tab Barry struggled hard not to whip out his dick right then and there.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I guess I was sitting somewhere--\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote And I know where\'85\rquote   then, \ldblquote Probably got it at the park.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne looked to him with almost fright.\par
\tab\ldblquote You-you were at the park\emdash too?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, why back by the woods.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh shit.\rquote  \par
\tab Barry could see the words on Maryanne\rquote s lips though she didn\rquote t speak the out.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I didn\rquote t see you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry shrugged, \ldblquote It was by chance, had to go take a leak and--\rdblquote  he smiled, shrugged and looked her over.  Maryanne still looked panicked.  She clutched her bottle of juice and waited to see what else her brother saw.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who was the boy?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab\lquote Oh shit!\rquote\par
\tab Maryanne closed her eyes, she struggled to answer.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s okay,\rdblquote  Barry told her, you like boys\emdash I like girls.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne lost all color.  \ldblquote Where the hell were you!\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry smiled, he wasn\rquote t about to tell her the exact truth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, after seeing you and the boy go into the woods, I got curious.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne hung her head and flopped into the kitchen chair she had been standing beside.  She was breathing hard, in a near state of panic, and had begun to sweat.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-uh, uhm, well, I saw you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne\rquote s color was all gone.  The last thing she wanted was to be busted.  \ldblquote You-you s-saw me?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote  Barry nodded, \ldblquote You and the boy--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I was babysitting him, watching him.  Albert, he\rquote s name\rquote s Albert.\rdblquote  Maryanne began to sink, her usually straight posture slumping as she determined that she had indeed been \ldblquote busted.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, like I said, it\rquote s cool.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh?\rquote  then, \ldblquote Oh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, like I said, \ldblquote You like boys, I like girls.\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne blinked her eyes trying to understand.\par
\page\tab Barry moved just so from the chair he was standing beside\emdash just so enough for that Maryanne could feast her eyes on his bulge.  Her eyes DID rest on the bulge, Barry made no bones about it and gouged the heel of his hand to the bulge.  Hungrily he looked upon his sister, \lquote I want to fuck your brains out.\rquote\par
\tab There was no such sentiment from Maryanne, though.  There was, though, a look of horror.  Panic was still a part of her, too.  Then a shade of disgust and \ldblquote how dare you\rdblquote .  Mixed emotions flooded her and then she was embarrassed again.\par
\tab\ldblquote So is this Albert boy the only boy you take into the woods?\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne couldn\rquote t answer but only stare at her brother in mild disbelief.  Then, \ldblquote You like girls?\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry had his turn to smile and blush.  He nodded.  She also knew that he liked \ldblquote boys\rdblquote\emdash at least brother Peter.\par
\tab Very timidly Barry took a step around the chair, coming a few inches closer to the still sitting stunned sister.  Maryanne locked her eyes onto Barry\rquote s bulge.  \par
\tab\ldblquote He was a cute little guy, I can see why you did him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne put her hand to her stomach.\par
\tab\ldblquote You saw--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Everything.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Both of you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne closed her eyes.  \ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote  she said aloud.\par
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\tab If any naughty business were to take place right then and there\emdash it would have to wait as a sudden flurry of younger siblings interrupted.  Barry was pissed.  \lquote Shit, piss-fuck-motherfucker!\rquote  he made himself scarce and fled to his room.\par
\tab Late that night, \lquote round midnight, Barry awoke with a terrific hard-on.  Going to sleep had been difficult at best and he jerked off until his hand(s) couldn\rquote t take it anymore.  Brother Pete was out of the house so that left Barry \ldblquote unattended.\rdblquote   Of course, there WAS brother Bobby, but\'85\par
\tab He lay still for a while, butt naked.  The cool Summer air gently brushed against his bod; he wondered/worried about Casper still MIA; Casper\rquote s family filled his mind, then his own.  He had no idea that Maryanne was a naughty girl.  He hoped to be able to use that to his advantage.  He had thought something might have happened earlier\emdash had it not been for the unannounced intrusion of the other family members.\par
\page\tab Frustrated he left his bed throwing on his bathrobe and making way to the kitchen.  When he couldn\rquote t get sex or satisfied sexually, food was the next best thing.  He DID pause at the door to the girls\rquote  bedroom, but hearing nothing and \ldblquote sensing\rdblquote  same, he moved on.\par
\tab In the kitchen was Maryanne.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab She was startled at his presence, and a little suspicious.\par
\tab\ldblquote What are you doing up?\rdblquote  she asked calmly as she made a PB&J.\par
\tab\ldblquote Horny\emdash HUNGRY!  I-I got horn-gree!\rdblquote   he got flustered.  \par
\tab Maryanne blushed, grinned, and continued her sandwich making.\par
\tab Barry wasn\rquote t into that type of sandwich, a Fur Burger was more to his liking.  He went to the fridge and pulled out leftovers.\par
\tab\lquote So, does he doink you up the butt?  You have sex with other boys, younger\emdash older?  What about girls, other than Evie?  Mess any with Marissa?  Gettin\rquote  it on with Dad?\rquote\par
\tab Maryanne sat across from him at the kitchen table eyeing him, almost reading his thoughts.  \par
\tab\ldblquote If yer going to do stuff like that,\rdblquote  Barry said, \ldblquote you really need to find a better place, really hidden like.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne nodded.  She was still embarrassed that she had been caught, seen.  Actually, had it not been for the super (spy) rifle scope, Maryanne and her young beau WERE hidden from sight.\par
\tab\ldblquote You said you like girls?\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry took a turn at blushing, smiling, nodding his head.\par
\tab There were other questions that wanted to be asked, by the both of them.  But they were regarded as way too intrusive and/or just too embarrassing to ask.  \par
\tab With the midnight snacking was complete\emdash it was time to tottle back to bed.  The teens placed the dishes in the sinks to wash them; Barry stepped around his sister to grab a towel\emdash and his manhood stepped out to brush against her ass.  Barry only wore his robe, nothing else.  Maryanne was clad in her nightgown\emdash nothing else.  The nightgown was a light blue and did little to conceal her goodies.  Her nipples had been \lquote erect\rquote  throughout the midnight meal, Barry\rquote s cock had been erect, as well.\par
\tab Standing to her side again he used the towel to wipe the dishes she had washed and were handing off to him.\par
\tab\ldblquote So\emdash you saw everything, huh?\rdblquote  she asked timidly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, everything.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab She paused, shrugged, \ldblquote Well, I-I\rquote ve seen you and your creepy friend, Casper.\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry figured as much.  So had Evie.\par
\tab Barry smiled, shrugged, \ldblquote And you and Evie seem to have good times together, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne\rquote s mouth fell open, \ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  she blurted.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what ELSE do you know?\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry was taken aback for that, he knew that it meant something, led up to something more.  With his rolling eyes in search of a thought to grasp, Maryanne knew that he knew nothing more.  But still\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Not much can go on in THIS house without it being known.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maryanne bowed her head, her long straight blond hair covering the side of her face and her continuing blushing.  Barry nudged against her; so now they both knew that the other was naughty\emdash to some degree of naughty.\par
\tab Maryanne turned to face her brother, Barry obliged her by turning to her.  His cock stood out.  Maryanne\rquote s nipples stood out.  Tugging in her lower lip and looking at the boy who stood just a mere few inches taller than she reached out and tugged on his schlong.\par
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\tab There were better places to fuck, but the kitchen table seemed okay for that \ldblquote spurt\rdblquote  of the moment.  After much ado about \ldblquote handling\rdblquote  his wang, Maryanne wriggled out of her nightgown and stood nude before him\emdash still handling his member.  \par
\tab Barry merely opened his robe fully and let it fall\emdash leaving him equally nude.  Maryanne looked him up and down, smiling, blushing, and recalling his earlier statement about being \ldblquote horn-gree.\rdblquote\par
\tab Slowly she began rubbing her ass that had suddenly began to tingle.  Her pretty blue eyes began to flutter and a \ldblquote moistness\rdblquote  occurred between her legs.  The grip to her brother\rquote s dong increased; she stroked, squeezed and wondered in later years (when he was an adult or so) would his cock be like his father\rquote s?\par
\tab Her tingled.  Her asshole itched.  Her cunny shuddered with the rest of her body and she turned about, laying down on the table, parting a cheek.  There were other positions, and places\emdash she didn\rquote t care and neither did Barry.\par
\tab Barry took right then and there, stepping up to her ass, slapping her flesh with his cock, then gouging her crack, grinding and poking one entrance and then the other before gliding into her pussy\'85\par
\page\tab The cock went in\'85\par
\tab The cock went out\'85\par
\tab The cock flopped all about\'85\par
\tab Barry found it an easy passage into the girl\rquote s cunny, but thankfully it was still snug.  He had to wonder as he ploughed was the girl ONLY getting laid by little boys?  Was she a player?  A slut?  A cock-monger?  Was there an older dick in her now and then?  Dad?  Casper??\par
\tab Naw, not Casper, she didn\rquote t like Casper all that much.\par
\tab Of course, that could be for show\'85\par
\tab Barry didn\rquote t care, though he was curious if his Dad was tagging her.  That would be interesting.  What about Peter?  Bobby?  Not Peter, Pete would have told him.  Bobby?  Hmmmm\par
\tab Maryanne clutched at her ass, spreading it wide and diddling her hole.  She no longer had an itch there\emdash but had ANOTHER kind of itch\'85\par
\tab Barry took care of that after two or three minutes of cunt stuffing pushed his cock into her backdoor, shoving in fully and then pumping furiously to get his nut.\par
\tab Maryanne clung to the table, arms out to the sides hanging on for dear life as her asshole was reamed.  Her cunny was on fire and she bit her lips tightly together\emdash mostly in hopes of not blurting out \ldblquote Daddy!\rdblquote\par
\tab The table scooted on the floor as Barry fucked Maryanne\rquote s ass; he pulled out to prod his way back into her delightful cunny.  The girl flung her head side to side and clenched as she achieved the same feeling of delight from being doinked by Barry as she did from Barry\rquote s Dad.\par
\tab The sensations Barry received from the shagging of his sister was more than he could fathom.  A dream cum true.  And more!  It was more than just fucking, more than just fucking a girl\emdash it was his sister!  Sure, she wasn\rquote t biologically connected to him, but still.\par
\tab All the way in, pulling most of the way out.  And repeat.  Several times.  His balls sang as they slapped against her body, he wanted her\emdash all of her.  His hands roamed all about her body, reaching under to squeeze her titties, run up along her sides.  Leaning back his body he gawked at her clenching asshole.  Occasionaly he pulled his dick out and plugged the hole, fucking it furiously for several seconds, sometimes almost a minutes before plunging back into the adjacent cunny entrance.\par
\tab At length the orgasm began.  It started from his toes, his balls clenched up tight and he was no longer in control of his body.  His actions intensified and Maryanne began making whimpering noises as she, too, had reached the lofty goal that was orgasm.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  Maryanne cried out.  \ldblquote OH SHIT!\rdblquote  she had begun to cum.\par
\tab Barry plowed deeply, earnestly, straining his cock to the max and feeling the surging juice that was love cream seething thru his shaft and exploding out his cock.  The sensation was incredible and he pumped vigorously for the few scant seconds it lasted.\par
\tab Maryanne was useless.  \par
\tab Barry fucked hard and when the experience was done and done, virtually collapsed on her.  His cock flopped out of her cummy cunt.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote  blurted Maryanne, \ldblquote You can do that anytime.\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry smiled.  \lquote I just might!\rquote\par
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\tab The swishing tail of the cat-clock annoyed him, it was a quarter to one (in the morning) and Barry was ready to go again.  Sort of.  He needed a shower, something to eat, and THEN go at Maryanne again.  And again\emdash and again\emdash and again\'85\par
\tab But first!\par
\tab Barry leaned his bare ass up against the sink flopping his cock with his hand.  He had had some pretty good fucks but boning Maryanne topped the list of them all.\par
\tab Now all that remained was Evie and his mother!\par
\tab Maryanne frigged her cunny while eyeing brother Barry lightly fondling himself.  She smiled and moved to her knees before him.  She took over masturbating him, fondled his balls then began licking and sucking on the head of his dick.\par
\tab Barry liked.  A lot.\par
\tab Soon his cock was hard and pressed against Maryanne\rquote s face.\par
\tab Maryanne tugged hard on the skin flute, stretching the schlong just a little more before putting her lips about the crown and going \ldblquote down.\rdblquote   Just as she had five Ups and Downs, who should enter the kitchen but sister Evie!\par
\tab Perfect!\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she blurted being startled.  Blinking her eyes she examined the sight quickly then smiled saying, \ldblquote I was coming down for some of Mom\rquote s meatloaf, but I see we\rquote re having tube steak instead!\rdblquote\par
\tab And so she did.\fs24\par
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