{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 5\par Absolution\par Chapter 17\par Elevator Capacity Exceeded\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par The Next Generation\par \tab It didn\rquote t take long for the heat of the day to get hot. Damn hot. The best time of the day was that small period between dawn and \ldblquote just after\rdblquote . about an hour\rquote s worth, an hour before sunrise.\par \tab Forrest stepped out of the canyon silo, still naked, greeting the new morning. He felt pretty good, his dick was sore--damn sore. What would the new day bring? He had yet to stuff himself into the quirky new associate, Breezy--but he figured that would cum soon.\par \tab And though Jake actually did prefer a boy hole over a girl hole, shagging Aimee and Lucy was okay. He had emptied his splooge into Lucy\rquote s corn hole--after a righteous hump in Aimee\rquote s poon. Both girls had been well \lquote broken\rquote in by the younger cocks, Forrest had taken his time but had dire determination to penetrate the young girls--and he did.\par \tab Getting off into their mouth and asshole would come soon enough.\par \tab There, too, was Vance and Barry to sodomize.\par \tab Along with having the boys fuck and suck each other.\par \tab Among other various intersexual things to have them all do\'85\par \par \tab Shackletown. It was as good a desert name as any. Not a lot of residents, it was way-way-way off the beaten path. For a reason. Derelicts of society lived in Shakletown, deadbeats and other various scum seeking asylum from prying eyes and associative \ldblquote other.\rdblquote \par \tab None of the 650 residents were regarded as \ldblquote dangerous\rdblquote , just the typical folk who no longer \ldblquote fit\rdblquote in normal society. Two gas stations, three restaurants, four bars/taverns, two general stores, and a few other non-descript buildings of business.\par \tab One main road that was paved, two roads running parallel behind the main drag buildings were hard packed dirt. All other roads were dirt/sand. Two parks, a post office, phone office. No school, but there were some kids\'85\page\tab Shackletown and another town a little further away were known to Brieanna, it was her area. She knew the desert, too, she preferred it. Two hours after the rising of the sun the two trucks rolled into the desert community and came to one of the drive-ins. Forrest kept the little tid bit about his Exp 0110 implant to himself--a security measure.\par \tab Breakfast burritos and drinks all around satiated the inhabitants of the two vehicles. Forrest allowed Jake out to help with the carrying of various sustenance, the boy was for the most part \ldblquote willing.\rdblquote\par \tab A top off of the fuel tanks and water, a wash of the windows and they were off again. Castle Rock was the new destination, 20 miles away. It was 9:AM and 95 degrees already!\par \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve got a brother at the Rock, you\rquote ll like him.\rdblquote Breezy had told him while they had been in Shackletown. Forrest looked to her, \lquote Oh?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote re both about the same, in likes and stuff.\rdblquote\par \tab Ah.\par \tab Forrest offered her a little smile. He\rquote d rather have her to himself--if only for a few minutes. \par \tab\ldblquote But we\rquote d probably better off going to my place, first.\rdblquote security issue.\par \tab Forrest was cool with that.\par \tab After fully fueling up and such, they struck off for the new town.\par \par \tab Aimee sat on Skyler\rquote s lap, she, along with the others, were clothed. Forrest turned the a/c off so the windows had to be powered down to save the engine from overheating. Aimee leaned against Skyler and the door, being very quiet. Lucy and the boys occupied the middle seat, hands and feet re-tied for their safety (and security.) The Trio, too, sat in the middle seat, Shannon and Tamara bound hand and foot, but not Jake.\par \tab\lquote If you ever cross me, even a little--I\rquote ll rip the hide right off you.\rquote Forrest had warned the boy via a strong implanted Mindlink. The boy nodded that he would not cross Forrest or give him any security risk. He strongly recalled the fan belt beatings the girls from the woods had received.\par \tab Forrest didn\rquote t follow too close to the blazing Blazer, not wanting to choke on the kicked up dust. He and Skyler kept a careful eye out for helicopters and/or planes. They saw none. When the water temperature had settled down to a more normal level, Forrest powered up the windows and turned the a/c back on.\par \tab At length the Blazer in front came to a stop.\page\tab Dumas River.\par \tab It usually was non-existent and extremely dry. \lquote cept when a thunder storm in the nearby Chataw Mountains came rushing. The \ldblquote river\rdblquote spanned 500 yards across. In the middle there was a dry spot, but on both sides of that the river was flowing at a fast clip and was varied at anywhere from 2 feet deep to chest high.\par \tab\ldblquote Well shit!\rdblquote griped Breezy hopping out of her rig.\par \tab\ldblquote No telling how long this will last.\rdblquote Forrest said coming up to the crumbly bank. \ldblquote Any other way?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote said the girl. She stretched, farted, and looked around just because.\par \tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote Breezy drawled, \ldblquote we COULD go all the way back to the top of that hill, go along it paralleling the interstate. There\rquote s a natural bridge that goes over this river\'85\rdblquote\par \tab By her tone, though, she wasn\rquote t too in to the notion.\par \tab\ldblquote Problem?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, the road isn\rquote t good, the bridge is narrow--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How far is the drop?\rdblquote\par \tab Breezy thought a moment, \ldblquote I\rquote d guess 200 feet.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest smiled and shook his head, \lquote Not in this lifetime.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote\rquote Course, we COULD simply go back to the interstate and go into Robertsville, from there there\rquote s a road that will come into the Rock.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How far?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Robertsville is thirty miles from where we\rquote ll come out onto the interstate, then--from there, it\rquote s another thirty to town.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest sighed, yawned, then sat down on the questionable bank, dunking his tired hot feet into the very cool and refreshing rushing waters. Breezy joined him. Skyler came nextly.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, if there\rquote s no other choice\'85\rdblquote Forrest drawled.\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote said Breezy.\par \tab\ldblquote Not your fault.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest wiggled his toes in the refreshing water, stretched and let his mind wander at ease.\par \par \tab A little further down the desert dipped low enough to meet the rushing river. It was shallow at the banks sides. An unusual cool breeze brought the afternoon temp down to a lovely balmy 100 degrees. \page\tab Forrest checked the water, wading out to knee deep to just where the river flow began. Looking to the east he saw the great ridge of mountain and the dark clouds looming there still. The river would run for another day or two, or three.\par \tab The kids, all of them, go to come out (butt naked) and frolic in the refreshing waters. Forrest and Skyler made security checks, then frolicked themselves.\par \par \tab After some goodly amount of time frolicking, Breezy stood out in the noonday sun allowing mother nature to dry. She then moved to her huge desert ride and laid out in the back end. Her boys Oscar and Juke accompanied her and were soon doinking her.\par \tab\lquote Go over there.\rquote Forrest Minded to Vance and Barry.\par \tab Semi reluctantly the two boys scooted to the vehicle. In a way they were kinda cool with what was going on--a little frightened, but they were intrigued and not freaked out as most young kidnapped kids would be. \par \tab They stood nakedly at the back end of the Blazer, watching intently as first Oscar put it to the boy-sex crazed young woman, and then Juke. When those two boys were \ldblquote done\rdblquote , they returned to frolic in the water. Breezy ushered Barry and Vance into the truck and on her body.\par \tab While one boy sunk his young pudling into her, she sucked on the other boy, fondling his balls and devouring him. Both boys felt this was cool. It was still frightening--they had been kidnapped--for sexual reasons. It wasn\rquote t all bad.\par \tab After the boys had had their thrills with Breezy--or she with them, Forrest brought over Aimee and Lucy. The boys were less enthused about the pending prospect. Lucy was most upset about the deal, she received a swat sharp and swift to her darling naked little butt.\par \tab\lquote Straighten up, missy, or it\rquote ll get worse.\rquote\par \tab Lucy fussed but climbed into the truck. Forrest watched the boys watching her climb in. \lquote You like seeing her, huh?\rquote Forrest asked of Vance and Barry.\par \tab The boys gulped and somewhat shielded their naked dongs. They had had some good sex with Breezy, and they were reeling with it. With Aimee and Lucy coming into the truck, they knew what was coming.\par \tab Breezy sat up to make room and spread out a blanket so as to make the girls comfortable. Aimee was first. She was the most calm about it, but still visibly upset. Which was natural.\page\tab Breezy looked consoling to the young girl, the boys--the boys at her side looked to Aimee with--well, more than a consoling nature. The boys kept their heads bowed and waited.\par \tab Aimee\rquote s laid out nude body was lovely. Very lovely. A nice bald hairless poon, nice young lovely nude body from head to toes. \par \tab\lquote Have you ever fingered yourself, from where you pee?\rquote\par \tab\lquote NO!\rquote almost screamed back the girl.\par \tab\lquote Ever been nasty with a boy?\rquote\par \tab\lquote NO!\rquote\par \tab She neither had seen a boy naked, \lquote cept what was depicted on the bathroom walls at her school and the pictures in the school\rquote s health books. She had seen boy babies but that was it. She had never been molested or seen her daddy\rquote s \ldblquote thingy\rdblquote . \par \tab Barry was first.\par \tab Barry and Vance were family friends of Aimee. Aimee and Lucy, Barry and Vance\rquote s families were all traveling for the summer. The boys were \ldblquote hot\rdblquote for the girls, for any girl. Both boys were virgins, they were at the stage of life of getting boners when the wind blew. Any stray thought about a girl got them hard.\par \tab Briefly they had seen Lucy and Aimee in their undies, the boys were \ldblquote spies\rdblquote themselves. The boys had \ldblquote problems\rdblquote when the girls pranced about in their swimsuits. \par \tab Now there was Aimee laying out butt bare assed naked.\par \tab Barry was Mindlinked instructed to \ldblquote go down\rdblquote on her. To lick out her poon pie, part the legs and \ldblquote lips\rdblquote and have at it. Aimee scrunched herself about, wriggled and wept. Lucy curled up into a ball and clung to herself. Forrest eyed her young exposed poon. His naked cock sprang to a full hardness. In a way, he hoped she would give him trouble, he wanted to spank her--hard!\par \tab After a time, Barry\rquote s tool was ready for penetration.\par \tab He was hard to barely whisper to Aimee before penetrating her, \ldblquote I\rquote m sorry.\rdblquote he then slid himself into her and fucked. Aimee clenched, bit her lip and closed her eyes tight.\par \tab\lquote A few more times, at least once by all the boys.\rquote Forrest thought, then he\rquote d d more to her than rub on her. Although, he had enough rubbing on her poon. But he wanted to see his big dick sliding into her pussy, asshole, and down her throat. Barry, Vance, Oscar, and Juke had fucked the girl the night previous; Lucy, too. The girls would need at least one more fucking to make them \ldblquote fitting\rdblquote for Forrest and Skyler\'85\page\tab Both Forrest and Breezy caressed the fucking boy\rquote s ass. Spanking it some as he plowed the wriggling Aimee. Breezy opened her legs and fingered herself, she eyed Forrest and his massive wanger, smiling and blushing some.\par \tab Forrest noted it. She wasn\rquote t a bad dish, \lquote specially naked. Nice small not overly huge fantastic titties. Her pussy was trimmed and he deeply desired to sink his prick into her. She was a naughty girl, his equal on the young lust scale. (and horny scale, too.)\par \tab Barry didn\rquote t cum, but close counts. He withdrew and still had a magnificent boner. Breezy fondled it and then leaned down to him and sucked it, and diddled her fingers into Aimee\rquote s fresh fucked cunny. It no longer bled as it had the first time the boys took her.\par \tab Forrest took Aimee\rquote s hand and had her stroke his prick, cup his balls, and please him. She winced, closed her eyes tight, made a face, but otherwise took it well.\par \tab Lucy didn\rquote t.\par \tab Lucy refused the Mindlink from Forrest, she heard him and was somewhat effected--but her high emotions and other reasons forbade Forrest from overtaking her mind totally. Sooooo, \par \tab Lucy was manhandled, roughly. Spanked, roughly, and positioned on her hands and knees. Behind her young Vance got positioned and tongued out the girl\rquote s asshole as well as her poon. Before the highly upset girl Barry and his terrifically hard cock stood on his knees. Both boys were not so much into the deed whereas the girl(s) would be mistreated.\par \tab Barry, though, chilled right out when Lucy was commanded to suck his dick--while Vance stuffed her in the ass from behind. Breezy caressed the young girl and fingered herself\'85\par \tab Forrest saw Skyler out with the others by the water\rquote s edge; Shannon on her hands and knees, too. Behind her, Jake stuffed her while under her, Tamara sucked on Shannon\rquote s pussy and Jake\rquote s swinging balls. Skyler got sucked on by Breezy\rquote s girls, Molly and Bailey.\par \tab Breezy\rquote s boys Oscar and Juke had returned to the water and frolicked gleefully al la nude. Lucy and Aimee continued to be sexualized in the back of Breezy\rquote s truck, Breezy continued to take on Barry and Vance. Jake continued humping the bejeezus out of Shannon and Tamara. Skyler frolicked in the waters and got his pole serviced by Breezy\rquote s four young\rquote uns.\par \tab It was so noticed that the river water was rising some. A slight cause for alarm for a pending \ldblquote flash flood.\rdblquote time to boogie.\page\tab A little after noon of that day they returned to Shackletown, a refueling of vehicles and bodies. Then it was off following Breezy back to the interstate.\par \tab Skyler needed to place a call home, to alleviate his parents\rquote concerns about his not being there. The phone system in Shakletown sucked and wouldn\rquote t place the call. He would have to wait until coming to Robertsville.\par \tab The kids, clothed, slept once on the smooth surface of interstate pavement. Skyler slept, too. Forrest kept his eyes on the truck before him, as well as the light traffic around him. On the radio, the news reported the recent \ldblquote missing\rdblquote children, but no description of any possible suspects of possible vehicles the suspects had used.\par \tab Of course, that could be for a reason.\par \tab Forrest remained attentive, popped his neck, farted, and followed his new associate.\par \par \tab Robertsville was nothing more than a crossroads. The interstate ran thru the \ldblquote town\rdblquote , a gas station on one side, another roadside non-chain eatery on the other. Five homes nearby the restaurant, a small rinky-dink trailer park on the other. That was about it.\par \tab Breezy took the off ramp and headed off on a two lane road at a good clip. No traffic period. It was the middle of the afternoon, storms brewing nasty time in the nearby mountains.\par \tab\ldblquote I gotta potty!\rdblquote cried out a small meek voice from the middle seat.\par \tab Lucy.\par \tab Forrest flashed his lights to signal the speed demon Breezy and pulled over onto the so-so shoulder of the road. \par \tab\ldblquote Anyone else?\rdblquote he asked.\par \tab The boys had to pee, the girls to pee and \ldblquote other.\rdblquote\par \tab Looking around, Forrest told them, \ldblquote strip.\rdblquote\par \tab Some of the passengers licked their lips, sighed, gulped, kinda fretted, but eventually complied and stripped to their skin. Thereafter, those who needed to \ldblquote potty\rdblquote merely stood, legs apart, cheeks apart, and unloaded.\par \tab Those who had to pee stood and did likewise.\par \tab The boys had no problem peeing. None of them had to poop.\par \tab Aside from Lucy, Tamara had to let loose a log. \par \tab Breezy had to back-up from where she had finally come to stop. She looked over the boys who were peeing. She was incredibly lustful, still. \page\tab It was too damn hot for anything \ldblquote else\rdblquote to take place, so after the kids had done their thing, they dressed and returned to the cool of the vehicle and continued onward.\par \par \tab Breezy went five miles passed her turn-off to Castle Rock. The road wasn\rquote t marked. So much for knowing the desert! The road was partially paved, cemented, and mostly dirt. Several miles were pure sand. It was seldom ever used. \par \tab Unlike the road out of Shackletown, the desert road seldom used had a bridge. A wooden bridge. It spanned one hundred feet across the coursing river. Breezy said normally the space between the bottom of the bridge and the sand in the wash was approx. ten to twelve feet. The river flowing out of the nearby mountains lapped against the bottom of the bridge.\par \tab Before crossing, Forrest checked the foundation of the bridge for any erosion problems.\tab He found that it was still apparently sturdy enough, the bridge made of iron and wood. It wasn\rquote t poorly put together.\par \tab\ldblquote The miners way back before my time built it.\rdblquote Breezy explained, \ldblquote to carry their ore out of Witch Mountain and other places all around.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest, though, was still concerned. He doubted the old miners crossed the bridge with their heavy ore findings when their was water lapping at the bottom of it.\par \tab\ldblquote Why don\rquote t I go across, alone?\rdblquote suggested Breezy.\par \tab Being macho, \ldblquote I\rquote ll go.\rdblquote Forrest said asserting him. He smiled at the young woman and produced a whimsical aire about him that quickly put Breezy\rquote s anger in regards to male chauvinistic attitudes to rest.\par \tab Forrest climbed into Breezy\rquote s ride, her four kids got out and stood by his ride. Slowly Forrest moved onto the bridge; it was like being in a big rig, the height. He could, though, see pretty good. With the windows down he listened for telltale signs signaling him that it was time to either punch it or dive out and hope for the best.\par \tab Neither happened. The huge heavy six thousand pound plus vehicle easily motored across without mishap. It still made him kinda nervous, though. He waved to the others to just simply walk across.\par \tab\ldblquote Go in the middle.\rdblquote he told them. Breezy fired up Forrest\rquote s ride and followed.\par \tab Lucy. She was something. She freaked out. She was not controllable. Other than being freaked out about being kidnapped and sexualized by everyone, crossing a bridge whereas she could see the water rushing underneath her feet wasn\rquote t cool.\par \tab She rode with Breezy, curled up under covers in the middle seat floorboard. She was the only hazard and everyone crossed okay. The blazing hot sun scorched the landscape, it was some twenty more miles to Castle Rock.\par \par Spy Games and Other Associative Interests\par \tab The extreme heat of the day came as the two vehicles entered the town of Castle Rock. Aptly dubbed as a nearby extinct volcano was the most prominent feature around and its protruding spires similarly resembled English castles.\par \tab No one stirred in the hot desert town, a main road serviced the town of 1,000 or so. A temperature sign at the town\rquote s only bank posted a reading of a lovely 113. \par \tab Breezy made way down mainstreet; there were no stop lights, just stop signs. Even with the truck\rquote s a/c on high, it was still kinda warm. Breezy first went to see if her brother was home.\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote ll like him, you have a lot in common.\rdblquote (kidnapping and shagging the young) among other things!\par \tab He wasn\rquote t home, though, so they backtracked a little to the other side of the furnace town to a desert-ranch style home. It was small and extremely old, built back in the 30s. A rustic wooden fence surrounded the cacti garden in front. Not a lot of shade, mostly shrubs and bushes (dying of thirst.)\par \tab Breezy parked in the back of the home and Forrest followed. Neighbors were scattered in all directions, but none were behind or in any direct line o\rquote sight. \par \tab Breezy\rquote s home had solar panels, it helped on the constant running of the three large swamp coolers. Air conditioning was way too expensive and most people tolerated the swamp coolers--though they did very little to actually cool the air. They made it tolerable and that was suitable.\par \tab The group all was scooted into the darkened abode. Breezy had a cat and a dog. The home was modestly furnished and well kept. A thin layer of sand lay virtually everywhere.\par \tab Forrest\rquote s group settled into the living room. Breezy checked her message machine for any word from her brother--there was none. She then set about preparing some ice cold tea for everyone. Forrest had his brood strip to the skin (again.)\page\tab\ldblquote So, may I ask what you plan to do with them?\rdblquote indicating Forrest\rquote s brood.\par \tab Forrest shrugged, he didn\rquote t give a clear answer. \ldblquote I\rquote ll, uhm, eventually just turn them loose.\rdblquote\par \tab Breezy pursed her lips and continued making sandwiches.\par \tab Cartoons were on the tv in the living room. The house remained semi darkened--to conserve energy and keep it as cool as possible. There was an emergency generator and the solar panels stored electrical power in batteries, too. The swamp coolers (three of them) all had \ldblquote misters\rdblquote to help cool them so they worked better and offered better cooling into the house.\par \tab Sandwiches and drinks were dispersed all around. Though the younger kids, mainly the girls Aimee and Lucy, were still somewhat shy and timid about being so nakedly vulnerable. The boys--nah, they HAD been shy earlier on, but no longer. They were accepting of their fate, as was the Trio from the Woods. (mostly Jake!)\par \tab Skyler utilized Breezy\rquote s phone and called his folks.\par \tab Forrest was lost in thought--Nancy and Becky, with Wednesday and occupied his mind. There was still that yearn to head Midwest to his cousin\rquote s place. Here he was again, involved (kinda) with someone. \par \tab\ldblquote Something wrong?\rdblquote that \ldblquote someone\rdblquote asked. \par \tab Forrest shook his head and offered a meek smile. \ldblquote Just thinking.\rdblquote\par \tab Breezy settled onto the arm of the living room chair, she and he were clothed, the others were not. The trio of swamp coolers did a fine job actually of keeping the home cool. The drapes were drawn, too; for other reasons than for cooling.\par \tab Forrest began to cool down. At length, little Aimee stood and approached. She seemed nervous.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote he asked of her.\par \tab\ldblquote I-I gotta go potty.\rdblquote she screwed up her pretty face and twisted her legs like little kids do when they\rquote ve waited too long. Forrest nodded and took her by the hand to the hall bathroom.\par \tab She sat on the toilet and Forrest sat before her, opening her legs.\par \tab She indeed had to potty, she farted, peed, and crapped. She seemed very relieved. Her nervousness returned as Forrest took some toilet paper and did the job of wiping her clean. She was highly embarrassed. \par \tab But then Forrest stood and dropped his pants.\par \tab Out popped his huge manhood.\page\tab\lquote Give it a squeeze, honey.\rquote he Minded to her.\par \tab Aimee gulped, winced, fought back the emotions and indeed--gipped the dick and \ldblquote gave it a squeeze.\rdblquote\par \tab Breezy came up to the open door as Aimee worked the cock, she squeezed and moved her hand up and down until the cock pulsed and throbbed.\par \tab\ldblquote Kiss it, sweetie.\rdblquote cooed Breezy. \par \tab Aimee screwed up her face, then just as quickly sucked in her breath and leaned forward pressing her lips to the glistening head of her kidnapper\rquote s cock.\par \tab\lquote Take the head in.\rquote Forrest told her.\par \tab Aimee held firm for half a moment, then semi-reluctantly she moved her lips over the slickered up head of the cock. Forrest likely moved his hand to the back of the girl\rquote s head and \ldblquote helped\rdblquote her to do the job of sucking his dick.\par \tab Aimee cried some but mostly had her emotions under control.\par \tab Breezy frigged herself with her hand down her pants. Forrest stretched out free hand and helped. Breezy closed her eyes, clung to the door jam and moved her hips. The head of Forrest\rquote s cock was fully engulfed into Aimee\rquote s mouth, he pushed a little more until the child began to whimper.\par \tab\lquote Okay, I\rquote ll stop--just jerk me off, make me cum.\rquote\par \tab Aimee whimpered a little more, screwed up her face, farted, and proceeded to masturbate the cock. Breezy undone her jeans and came into the bathroom\'85\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab Cum ran like a river--out of Lucy\rquote s asshole. Cum, too, spilled out of her mouth. Behind her, Skyler emptied his tool, squeezed her ass and diddled her young pussy. Before her, Jake humped her mouth, shooting his load deep into her mouth.\par \tab The child whined, cried, bawled, and basically was upset over the assault. After Skyler pulled himself out of her asshole, she farted and a great mess of his splooge was ejected.\par \tab Forrest and Breezy briefly checked on the living room occupants, they were well. Young Barry had fallen asleep on the floor before the television. Breezy\rquote s kids Oscar and Molly were asleep on the long green sofa asleep, arms and legs akimbo, butt bare assed naked.\page\tab Forrest turned and gently guided Aimee down the hall to Breezy\rquote s bedroom.\par \tab\ldblquote I think she\rquote s ready enough to take you.\rdblquote Breezy said to him when they had still been in the bathroom. All the boys had \ldblquote taken\rdblquote Aimee, save for Skyler and Jake. Those two had merely humped on her pussy and drove their tongues into her.\par \tab In Breezy\rquote s room Aimee was positioned on the bed. She well enough knew and understood what was going to happen. Forrest crawled onto the bed and began a tedious bout of licking her poon. Before he stuffed her young cunny with his manly prong, though--Breezy greased it up with some cock lube. She applied some to Aimee\rquote s pussy, too.\par \tab Then Forrest positioned himself onto the young girl and slowly guided his prong into her. Breezy helped with the guiding; cupping and squeezing Forrest\rquote s balls, caressing his ass and including finger fucking his asshole!\par \tab Aimee parted her legs as much as she could. She yelped once as the manly manhood invaded her more and moreso. Slow easy pumps, sinking as much as he possibly could without seriously hurting and or injuring the girl. He liked this one.\par \tab Aimee clutched at the bed sheets, biting her lower lip hard. Despite the lube juice applied, the fucking was a little uncomfortable. Forrest pulled out and laid his pipe on the girl\rquote s cunny and humped there before reinserting and continuing with the hump.\par \tab He didn\rquote t fully penetrate and managed to have a nice juicy orgasm in under three minutes of enduring humping. He squirted as much cum as he could, then pulled out and Breezy went down on him, cleaning his cock as well as Aimee\rquote s cum laden pussy.\par \tab\lquote Your asshole will be next.\rquote Forrest Minded to her.\par \tab Aimee swallowed hard and lay still, lightly fingering her pussy\'85\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc **\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab He awoke with a startle. Another security breech. It was dark--darker. He lay still where he lay, allowing his mind to adjust and get his bearings. He saw dimly a nite light in a hallway. He heard the wop-wop-wop of a motor, a cool breeze drifted across his face, and beside, some one stirred.\page\tab Coyotes howled deep out in the desert, a glimpse of the moon hung high in the sky. It was near ten o\rquote clock at night. His balls ached and he had a headache. Sitting up the headache increased. He felt a little dizzy and wondered if he had been drugged. A jillion thoughts raced thru his mind, some good--some not.\par \tab Aimee slept beside him soundly. Her body was a little cool, he pulled a sheet over her and pulled himself to the foot of the bed. He was alone, save for the slumbering Aimee. There was, though, the telltale sounds of a television on, cartoons. Slowly he peeked down the semi-darkened hallway. Someone was taking a piss in the bathroom, a boy. \par \tab In the living room Breezy was sprawled out on a love seat, one of her boy kids snuggled against her, the other three scattered all over the floor as well as Forrest\rquote s brood. Jake came out of the bathroom, piss dripping from his dick.\par \tab\ldblquote I just woke up.\rdblquote Jake said in some defense.\par \tab\ldblquote So did I.\rdblquote stifling a yawn said Forrest. He moved to the kitchen and helped himself to some more tea. Naked Jake followed.\par \tab Nothing was said further, Forrest wished he had made a call to Nancy after Skyler had called to reassure his folks. He had given them the lame excuse that he was out of town running down a new job. \par \tab Forrest opened the back door and stepped outside. The air was not so warm. A coyote still howled. Jake stepped up behind Forrest. For a moment, nothing.\par \tab Soon, though, Jake moved to be beside Forrest. Methodically Forrest was playing with his cock, his thoughts he was allowing to drift with the listless warm currents of desert air. Casually, though, he was aware of Jake\rquote s presence. He, too, noted the boy playing with his own tool as well as fondling his ass.\par \tab Nonchalantly, Forrest pressed his hand to the boy\rquote s bare bum and gave it a rub. This led to Jake pulling his cheeks open and bending over some. Forrest took the offering, diddling the boy\rquote s bum hole and then applying his cock.\par \tab It took just a little doing as Forrest\rquote s wanger was not 100 percent stiff enough to make anal entry. It was shagged out from the day\rquote s events as it was. But, with dire determination, he was in the boy\rquote s hole pumping him furiously.\par \tab\ldblquote Damn, don\rquote t you ever stop!\rdblquote chided a chortling voice of Breezy.\page\tab Forrest paid her no mind and deeply sodomized the boy until he was relieved. Jake then pulled away and went to his knees. He turned about and took Forrest funky cock, masturbated it while sucking on the man\rquote s balls. After a moment he wrapped his lips about the man\rquote s cock and sucked him.\par \tab Breezy smiled and returned to the kitchen to make more tea\'85\par \par How do you feel about \ldblquote spying\rdblquote ?\par \tab Forrest found himself in the wee hours of the morning being gently awakened. It was Aimee who was awakening him. \ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote he asked in a sleepy voice.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s Lucy,\rdblquote she said, \ldblquote she\rquote s crying.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest sighed. He wished his \ldblquote implant\rdblquote could do something for her.\par \tab Lucy was curled up in a corner of the living room by a plant stand. She semi-fought his attempts at retrieving her. He held off threatening her, verbally aloud or by Mindlink. He just reached in and grabbed her, shushed her and took her back to the bedroom.\par \tab Aimee came with, too.\par \tab He settled on the bed and Lucy settled down. \lquote cept she kept saying, \ldblquote I wanna go home!\rdblquote repeatedly.\par \tab\lquote You will, when it\rquote s time\rquote . Forrest tried cooing to her.\par \tab Aimee crawled onto the bed and \ldblquote snuggled\rdblquote against her captor, she held Lucy\rquote s hand but remained silent. Lucy cried herself to sleep. Forrest watched the newest day arrive thru the bedroom window.\par \par \tab At seven AM the phone rang. Forrest wasn\rquote t going to answer it, not his phone. Aimee lay nice and snuggled up against one side of him, Lucy the other. He could handle it. Breezy eventually answered the phone and chatted with someone Forrest took to be her brother.\par \tab Though he needed to pee, he held fast where he was and farted instead. Breezy popped in on him, smiling. \ldblquote Looks natural.\rdblquote she said.\par \tab\lquote Bite me.\rquote Forrest said (to himself) sarcastically.\par \tab She went on and Forrest pushed back the urge to pee.\par \par \tab Half hour later, though--the pressure was too much. He was either going to piss all over himself and the girls--which in itself wouldn\rquote t really be a bad thing, or disturb them and go the regular bathroom. Gently he moved his arms and the girls and slipped off the bed. He found Tamara sitting on the toilet, the home had two bedrooms and one bathroom. He parted the teen\rquote s legs and pissed on her trim little bush\'85\page\tab Breezy had made breakfast and everyone enjoyed.\par \tab\ldblquote My brother\rquote s home.\rdblquote she made mention. Most of the broodkins had taken a plate of breakfast and gone to the living room to park it in front of the tv, Forrest and Breezy occupied the kitchen/dinning table.\par \tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t have a way to unload your kids, uhm, he does.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Nothing bad, just trading them off.\rdblquote\par \tab Oh. Forrest noshed on his breakfast fare and thought it over.\par \tab\ldblquote Uhm, what ELSE does your brother do?\rdblquote\par \tab Breezy bowed her head and smiled, \ldblquote Well, he sort of has a business.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh? What sort of business?\rdblquote\par \tab Breezy stopped short of flapping her lips and spilling the beans about her brother\rquote s illicit business. Forrest had a few ideas. \ldblquote Is he coming over?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote In a little while, he-he has some things to tend to first.\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest felt a little uneasy. Despite Breezy willingly having prohibited sex with the boys of the house, Forrest still felt he should be wary. His security measures of late had been seriously laxed.\par \tab\ldblquote Soooo, what do you do around here for fun?\rdblquote subject change.\par \tab Breezy smiled, shrugged, \ldblquote Not a lot, there\rquote s the theatre, we\rquote ve got an indoor pool, the malt shop, stuff like that.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How\rquote s the neighbors?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Mostly old.\rdblquote \par \tab Forrest chuckled, Breezy smiled. The two looked into one another\rquote s eyes. Something stirred deep inside them. Ut oh\'85\par \par \tab Forrest made his call to Nancy, chatted with Becky and Wednesday. Julie, too. Another green tornado had come dangerously close to the town and Eddie again had to be restrained to keep from being sucked in.\par \tab Other than that, business as normal.\par \par Ah! The Scent of Sex in the Afternoon!\par \tab The blazing afternoon sun had given way to a new weather front. That helped. Forrest stretched his legs--by taking a brief walk about the neighborhood. Naturally!\par \tab His first \ldblquote walk\rdblquote he went was accompanied by Jake.\par \tab The first house, no one home--a bust.\par \tab The second house, an old couple watching tv.\par \tab The third house, a man and woman arguing while the father of one of them sat in a wheelchair--the center/object of the argument.\par \tab The fourth house, two young teenage boys butt naked getting it on!\par \tab Bingo!\par \tab Both lads were approx. 15-16 yrs young. One blond hair, the other a long shaggy dark haired fart. Both were rugged and by the pictures and awards on the walls, they were highly athletic and were motorcross enthusiast. They, too, were enthused with \ldblquote getting it on.\rdblquote\par \tab Both had lovely-simply fucking lovely, nude bodies. Lean, rugged, and with amazing lovely cocks. \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going to go for a little walk.\rdblquote Forrest said. \ldblquote Wanna cum along?\rdblquote he said looking to Jake earlier. Jake nodded, sure. Forrest liked Jake; he, like others, was an \ldblquote associate.\rdblquote Forrest didn\rquote t know if he could 100% trust Jake, but\'85\par \tab Jake marveled at the \ldblquote super stealth mode\rdblquote he and Forrest went in to, the ability to be sneaky and spy on others without their knowledge. It was amazing--if not an eye-opener.\par \tab The two nude teen boys, Kale and Patrick, furiously banged their very tan nude bodies together; hands groping all over with hard cocks almost ready to shoot liquid love. They were deeply entrenched into kissing one another--hard.\par \tab Lovely boys. Very lean, rugged, rigid. The blond had his hair in the typical \ldblquote in the eyes\rdblquote style. He sported a small gold earring, too. His friend wore no jewelry and was missing a front tooth--when his mouth was not concealed by his friend\rquote s.\par \tab The two \ldblquote messed\rdblquote boldly around on the living room sofa. Like Breezy\rquote s humble abode, it too was mostly darkened to keep it cool. No one else seemed to be home. The boys\rquote clothes lay strewn all over the floor.\par \tab Finally, the blond headed boy broke the intense lip lock, \ldblquote SUCK ME, BITCH!\rdblquote he screamed. His 6-incher was HUGE, thick and already beginning to spurt love cream. His friend went quickly down on him, engulfing the whole schlong and sucking him dry.\par \tab Patrick sat up smacking his lips, cum coating the edges of his mouth, he was grinning a \ldblquote shit eating grin\rdblquote (but in this case, a cock eating grin). He stroked his own bone and after \ldblquote swallowing\rdblquote pushed Kale onto his back, wrenched his legs up along his lovely hard chest, and drove his hard bone into his friend\rquote s asshole.\par \tab\ldblquote Take it all, whore!\rdblquote he grinned and spat Kale\rquote s cum out onto him.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck me, bitch, FUCK ME!\rdblquote the boys were hard at it and FUCKED.\par \tab\'85so much so that they nearly failed to hear the car door slam.\page\tab Peeking, Forrest saw a mommy and daddy ambling out of a family SUV, along with a lovely simply fucking lovely little girl of about eight or nine. Blond hair, dark roots, dark brows, lovely little precocious smile and aire about her.\par \tab She ran willy-nilly to the house, holding herself between the legs. She had to \ldblquote go.\rdblquote her mother called out after her, \ldblquote Amber! Slow down!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Before you fall and crack your head!\rdblquote added her father. The two parental units retrieved bags of groceries and sashayed their way to the house.\par \tab There was an attached garage. The house made of brick, fireplace, three bedrooms, modernized, weatherized, air conditioned. The front door was a huge bastard of hardy wood. It was heavy and a bitch for a youngster to manage open.\par \tab Which was good as it gave the two teen lovers the chance to amscray.\par \tab Kale, whose house it was his parents coming into, fled to the kitchen and the closed garage--after collecting some clothes first. Patrick fled down the hallway doing likewise. He dashed into the bathroom just as the little girl came into the house and made HER way down the hall.\par \tab She pounded on the door, \ldblquote Let me in!\rdblquote she demanded.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m in here!\rdblquote shouted back Pat.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck!\rdblquote barked the girl. She high tailed it, then, to her parents\rquote room and their master bath. The parental units ambled in and passed thru the living room to the rear situated kitchen.\par \tab The mother sniffed the air as she made way thru the front room.\par \tab\ldblquote You smell that?\rdblquote she asked of her husband. He paused, shifted grocery sacks, shook his head, \ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par \tab He wasn\rquote t a rugged fella like his son was, an office man or someone who \ldblquote didn\rquote t work outside\rdblquote . well groomed, well dressed, midline pudge. He sat the sacks on the kitchen table, and son Kale came in from the garage.\par \tab\ldblquote More out in the truck.\rdblquote his father told him.\par \tab The boy nodded and made his way, smiling and nodding to his mother. The boy still had a major boner, but was dressed--minus the undies.\par \tab\ldblquote Just a minute.\rdblquote said the mother pulling her son to her at the elbow.\par \tab\ldblquote Have you been smoking pot?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Mom!\rdblquote cried out the boy, \ldblquote You know I quit!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No I don\rquote t!\rdblquote she said almost angrily. She sniffed the air again, the scent of the illicit sex acts just moments ago were dissipating, but still lingering just enough to arouse suspicion.\page\tab\ldblquote I smell something!\rdblquote she said definitely.\par \tab Kale put on the \ldblquote Not me!\rdblquote attitude shrug.\par \tab Patrick emerged from the bathroom. That alone confirmed the mother\rquote s suspicion. The father, though, didn\rquote t smell anything and came to his son\rquote s defense.\par \tab In the middle of which, the little girl Amber was seen darting from her parents\rquote room to her own room, near naked. No pants, no undies.\par \tab The daddy nudged the mother and whispered into her ear as she had obviously missed the flashing. The mother left the two boys under suspicion and went to her daughter. The daddy remained, kinda glaring at the two.\par \tab\ldblquote You had better be on the level.\rdblquote he warned them.\par \tab\ldblquote We weren\rquote t, dad, honest.\rdblquote this time.\par \tab\ldblquote Your mother is very adamant, \rquote any pot and your grounded\rquote . No more motorcross, no more anything.\rdblquote\par \tab The boys nodded, \ldblquote We weren\rquote t smoking, dad, we quit.\rdblquote\par \tab The daddy nodded, \ldblquote Okay,\rdblquote then, \ldblquote go bring in the rest of the groceries.\rdblquote\par \par \tab When the boys moved out of the house to the SUV, the daddy to the kitchen, the team of Forrest & Jake scooted to a better viewing of what was going on in Amber\rquote s room.\par \tab The little girl was nude. She was being consoled by her mother with pats to the back. What had actually happened was unclear. A new set of clothes was set out and after a brief talk the girl dressed. The mother collected up a swimsuit the girl had been wearing, along with pants and panties. All three of which were \ldblquote wet\rdblquote at the crotch.\par \tab Ah.\par \par Three of a Kind\par \tab The Fifth house, nada--no one home \lquote cept a fat pudgy Rott who merely snarled at them, then pissed on the floor and dared them (Forrest/Jake) to come clean it up.\par \tab The Sixth house had in a back bedroom a boy and girl heavily going at it. Bingo! (again)\par \tab The girl had long super fine blond hair--to match her long super fine golden tan body. No \ldblquote hair\rdblquote , though, on her pussy. It was bald. Her face was long, arms and legs, too. Nice titties, mid-size Bs. She and her \ldblquote lover\rdblquote alternated positions\'85\page\tab The two lovers switched repeatedly who was going to be \ldblquote on top.\rdblquote they giggled and jiggled, pinched one another and fussed about all in a very playful manner.\par \tab The boy was dark haired, he wore his hair short and bore a gold earring in both ears. He was a little older than the girl, but not by much. Forrest deemed the two brother and sister.\par \tab\ldblquote How can you tell.\rdblquote whispered Jake.\par \tab\ldblquote Pictures.\rdblquote Forrest told him, and pointed to the family photos on the wall. There, too, were two other siblings pictured but not present.\par \tab Finally, the girl seemed to have won out and pinned her lover down on his bed. It was a boy\rquote s room, two beds. Typical boy stuff on the walls and floors, a train set, lizards in an terrarium, and general boy crap all over. The girl\rquote s clothes were on the floor\'85\par \tab The girl reached for and grabbed the boy\rquote s hard dick and guided it into her bald cunny. The boy\rquote s eyes rolled as his cock slid into her recess. His hands clamped onto her lovely-lovely ass and they quickly commenced to fucking.\par \tab No kissing, just fucking.\par \tab The boy latched his mouth onto the girl\rquote s lovely-lovely titties, one after the other--and pumped like there was no tomorrow into her body. The girl did most of the work, actually.\par \tab But at length, the male macho thing took over and in a flash the boy unpinned himself and flipped the girl over, pinning HER to his bed and trying for a \ldblquote backdoor\rdblquote entry.\par \tab He wasn\rquote t having any luck as the girl was too fidgety and giggly.\par \tab After a moment, though, the girl rolled over onto her backside, spread her legs and allowed her brother to sink his bone into her one more time. He did. He slid into her slowly and they did fuck for several enduring minutes.\par \par One Toke Over the Line\'85Or\'85One Good Fuck Deserves Another!\par \tab The two siblings lovers relaxed a bit after their tumultuous fuck fest. It lasted an incredible three minutes. The boy pumped into his sister, strained, jerked, tightened up and then pumped some more until there was the sudden explosive cum off.\par \tab The boy, who was not a boy but approx. 20 yrs young, collapsed then onto his naked sex sweat drenched sibling. Briefly-briefly they kissed. The girl pushed her older sibling off of her and she lay friggin her cum laden snatch and tweaking a nipple.\page\tab At length, the boy rolled over, farted, and toyed with his limp dong.\par \tab\ldblquote What time is it?\rdblquote the girl asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck if I know.\rdblquote shot back the boy.\par \tab\ldblquote Asshole.\rdblquote griped the girl. She sat up on her elbows and leaned over her sweaty brother. She looked to the bedside clock--2:30.\par \tab She lay there across her brother\rquote s body, mainly as he held her there in place so as he could caress her ass, spank her and diddle her asshole.\par \tab\ldblquote What is it with you and my shit pipe?\rdblquote she bitched.\par \tab She struggled and pushed her way back to laying down.\par \tab The boy a little put off rolled over to the edge of his bed and rifled thru his bedside table drawer. He retrieved a small baggie containing five marijuana cigarettes. He handed one to his naked sweating cum drenched sister and took one himself. Out of her own pants pocket picked up from the floor Jenna fished out a cigarette lighter.\par \tab After lighting up they sighed. The girl farted.\par \tab They toked and toked and slowly got a little high.\par \tab Then someone knocked on the front door.\par \tab\ldblquote SHIT!\rdblquote bitched the boy.\par \tab The girl sat up quickly breathing hard--not from sex, either.\par \tab\ldblquote Who is it?\rdblquote she hoarsely whispered to her brother.\par \tab\ldblquote Who the fuck am I? Superfuckingman?\rdblquote the bitched back; he scrambled into a pair of cut off jeans and hurried to the front door--checking the side window to get a glimpse first.\par \tab The girl meanwhile grabbed her clothes and scurried to her bedroom, shutting the door.\par \tab At the door was someone Forrest & Jake knew--sort of. Patrick.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up, \lquote ho?\rdblquote chided the young man, Joel.\par \tab\ldblquote Not much, bitch, Kale\rquote s in trouble, though.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No shit?\rdblquote queried Joel, \ldblquote I thought he quit the stuff? He get caught at it?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He wasn\rquote t doing it, but the Queen of Bitchdom thinks he was.\rdblquote\par \tab Patrick was invited in.\par \tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s everyone at?\rdblquote he asked off the cuff.\par \tab\ldblquote The Aquatics Center.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Ah, figures.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Wanna a beer?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sure!\rdblquote\par \tab The two boys made way into the kitchen and Joel fished out a pair of his dad\rquote s beers. The two drank and fell silent.\page\tab\ldblquote You and Kale still\'85\rdblquote Joel didn\rquote t finish his sentence but Patrick knew what he meant. The boy nodded that it was so. He sipped on his beer, Joel slugged down himself then slid off of the bar stool and pushed his cut offs down some, freeing his wickedly monstrous 8-incher. It was an uncut monster, too.\par \tab Patrick feasted his eyes on the lengthy prong, licked his lips, looked around for anyone then slid to his knees and took Joel\rquote s cock to his mouth. Joel worked the boy\rquote s head back and forth, filling Pat\rquote s mouth fully, \ldblquote Suck me, bitch, suck me hard. Make me cum!\rdblquote his cock got harder and harder inside the fifteen year old\rquote s mouth.\par \tab Twenty year old Joel pulled out, though, before cumming off. He rubbed his prong all over the young teen\rquote s face. \ldblquote God, you suck so good!\rdblquote he exclaimed. Patrick grinned and stood, then leaned over his barstool and worked his jeans (minus his underwear still at Kale\rquote s house\'85)\par \tab Joel stepped up and fondled the teenager\rquote s ass, ran his fingers up and down the crack and plugged the glory hole. Slowly he began making anal entry. Patrick griped the barstool and endured the penetration; he reached back and pulled a cheek apart. Joel only too happily obliged and stuffed his young friend\rquote s crapper and sodomized him.\par \par \tab Forrest was in a quandary, he wanted to know what the \ldblquote girl\rdblquote was doing during all this time. But leaving the boys would leave whatever else interesting might happen. \par \tab Joel continued humping until he finally unloaded. He was vocal about it, too. He spanked Pat\rquote s ass and drove deep into the teen\rquote s hole. Pat cringed, gritted his teeth, and clung as hard as he could to the vinyl seat of the stool, his knees on the footrest. Cum, too, dripped in streams from his prick.\par \tab Joel finally pulled out, a great wad of cum shot out and coated Patrick\rquote s ass. The young man smeared the goo all over, spanked his hand in it and finger fucked his friend\rquote s dirt chute.\par \tab Joel leaned against the bar counter. Slugging down some more of his beer, he mumbled something in regards to \ldblquote good fuck.\rdblquote Patrick stood, pulling his cheeks apart, he fondled his cum dripping cock.\par \tab He stumbled down the hall, fingering his gooey asshole and balls and entered the hall bathroom. He stood leaning against the toilet finished jacking himself and then taking a long piss.\par \tab Right at the point of \ldblquote shaking the dew off the lily\rdblquote\'85\par \tab\ldblquote Hi, Pat!\rdblquote\par \tab Jenna stood at the open door, she had on shorts and a tank top, nothing else but a smile. She made Pat nervous. He gulped sweated, and pissed all over the toilet.\par \tab He got a bad but whimsical look from Jenna.\par \tab The girl went on, Pat knew what he had to do--clean up.\par \par \tab In the kitchen minutes later Patrick returned, finding brother and sister drinking up more of their father\rquote s beer. The girl was all smiles, Patrick all blushing. Grabbing his unfinished beer he slowly sipped the rest. Joel was still nude. \par \tab In a sort of teasing manner, Jenna let dribble some of her beer down her chest. Pulling off her tank top she bared her chest to her horny adult brother. Happily the brother leaned in and began licking the beer off of his sister\rquote s chest, sucking on one titty and squeezing the other.\par \tab Soon the girl stood and slipped off her shorts. She then climbed up onto the bar counter, spread her legs and began trickling her beer down her body. Greedily, hungrily, happily, brother Joel lapped the spillage from the girl\rquote s pussy.\par \tab Patrick sat glued to his seat, drinking off his beer and masturbating.\par \tab Horny Joel drank and drank from his sister\rquote s cunt, he stuffed her cunny with his own beer, quipping: \ldblquote Damn, if we could bottle this stuff, we could sell it! We\rquote d call it--Pussy Beer!\rdblquote\par \tab Patrick choked up laughing. Jenna finished pouring off her beer. Her brother, though, continued tonguing out her cunny--until his cock was raging hard again.\par \tab Joel helped his sibling down then kept pushing her down to her knees. Jenna was a sport and cupping her brother\rquote s hairy nads, she willingly took her brother\rquote s dong and sucked it fully.\par \tab Behind her, Patrick stroked his bone\'85\par \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going to cum!\rdblquote almost shouted Joel.\par \tab Jenna sucked harder and harder--but was unable to bring Joel to orgasm. \ldblquote Put it in your pussy!\rdblquote called out the brother. Jenna stood and crawled onto her brother\rquote s lap, he turned the swivel barstool around so as to be able to brace himself against the counter. His manly manhood went nicely into her teen cunny.\par \tab Pulling her cheeks open, slamming his cock deep into Jenna\rquote s pussy, Joel nodded to the cock hard Patrick. Patrick smiled and bowed his head, he had never been with Jenna before.\page\tab It was quite a scene; fifteen year old Jenna on her twenty year old brother\rquote s lap. His manhood buried to the hilt in her cunny. Behind her teen friend Patrick stuffed himself into her asshole.\par \tab Joel leaned his head back, he clung to his sister\rquote s hips, jutting his cock inside her. His eyes fluttered, toes danced, cock cumming. The girl could scarcely do anything as she was wedged between the two horndogs. Patrick pumped into her asshole strongly and continuously--with no signs of stopping.\par \tab Joel emptied himself and as his cock was in extreme duress, he got out from under Jenna. Jenna laid herself out onto the barstool--Patrick continued in his efforts to butt fuck the girl--it was now easier with her bent over and such.\par \tab Joel helped himself to another beer.\par \par \tab Rivers of cum spilled out of Jenna\rquote s asshole. The one who had put it there was unable to sit on the barstool, he sat on the floor against the bar counter, cum still oozing from his cock. Jenna--Jenna remained laying across her barstool--cussing. She pulled a cheek and squeezed out more cum juice. Her brother came around and drenched her smoldering sphincter with tickles of beer.\par \tab Jenna latched onto her brother\rquote s drooping dong and began to suck it.\par \tab A car door slammed outside.\par \tab\ldblquote SHIT!\rdblquote bitched Joel.\par \tab\lquote SHIT!\rquote bitched Forrest, doesn\rquote t anyone stay away around here!?\par \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc The Collector\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab Red dust clouds flurried up from behind the pickup as it barreled down the narrow road. The skies were gloomy and threatened rain. But in the part of the country where the truck\rquote s driver lived, it was only a threat. The driver downshifted as he made a wide sweeping turn onto an even narrower piece of road. This road led up a gentle slope to some rugged- ragged jutting ridges. \par \tab Strung out in several places were trailer homes, doublewides, and assorted hovels and shacks. An assortment of vehicles, too; none newer than the mid 70s. A windmill here and there churned listlessly in the noonday air. Nothing stirred, despite the overcast conditions, it was a balmy 100 degrees.\page\tab The truck came to a stop at a series of mailboxes. The driver pulled his kerchief over his face and braced against the wheel as the dust cloud kicked up by his truck engulfed the vehicle and settled.\par \tab Thereafter the driver hopped out and collected his mail.\par \tab Most he tossed to the questionable floorboard before proceeding on.\par \tab The driver turned onto a well rutted one vehicle road access that led out to a 12-by-50 trailer home. It was surrounded by a dilapidated barbed wire fence. Something of a chicken coop there was, another shed and something of a half garage. All were well weatherized and not in good condition.\par \tab No grass, a few palm trees that were out of place but were growing. Cacti were set out in various clay bowls. There was little else save for various farm/ranch implements no longer used and well rusted in place.\par \tab The truck, which was a short bed crew cab, turned around in the dirt yard and backed into the opening of the partial garage. There was a covered breezeway from the garage to the trailer\rquote s rear door, a space of eight feet.\par \tab The driver paused a moment as the dust again resettled. Popping his neck and fingers he climbed out of his truck and stepped into the trailer via the front door. There was a sliding patio door, too. A small patio deck cluttered with various outdoor furniture and barbecue grills. The trailer had no awning, the near wind wouldn\rquote t permit it. There was a skirting that wrapped about the bottom of the trailer. It was faded blue on white in a style from somewhere in the early 60s.\par \tab The rear door of the trailer opened and the man scooted thru the enclosed breezeway back to his truck. He opened the second door behind the driver\rquote s side, pulled up the bench seat seat, and tapped the legs of someone laying within the small space.\par \tab Three someone lay in the small space, they were covered in a slight layer of dust. Grime and such, too, from the small space that housed tools and such. Two girls, one boy. All three were bound hand and foot as well as being gagged.\par \tab The man helped the three out one at a time, untied the bindings to their feet and swiftly swatted them on the butt each, \ldblquote Mind me, don\rquote t piss me off, don\rquote t run, do as I say!\rdblquote he warned them. The three nodded their heads and were swiftly escorted thru the breezeway into the trailer.\par \tab To the rear bathroom they were escorted, one-two-three. Their Captor sat on the edge of an avocado green porcelain tub. The bathroom was small having no cabinetry save for a bath stand over the toilet and the medicine chest above the equally avocado green sink. \page\tab The three children were mindful, they were frightened into compliance. Their bound hands and gagged mouths were removed. The man, \ldblquote Cole\rdblquote rolled his shoulder, cracked his neck, and eyed each child. He then smiled, cracked his fingers as they were intertwined together--then reached for the first child, Penelope Brewster.\par \tab A pretty girl, kinda plain, raven jet black hair, dark eyes to match. She was mostly 80 percent tomboy, wore boyish clothes including a bandana about one knee as a sort of new fashion statement. Quilt patchwork were on her hip pockets rendering her a girl.\par \tab Her boyish shirt was pulled off and dropped to the floor. She was nine years young and wore a small training bra. She had very-very small lumps on her chest. The man boldly fondled them. The girl\rquote s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Her face went rigid as did the whole of her young body. Her two companions of equal age did near likewise.\par \tab All three had \ldblquote wet\rdblquote themselves during their arduous ordeal of captivity. All three assumed that they were going to be killed. Now they knew that they were going to be severely molested.\par \tab Penny held firm as her jeans were tugged down.\par \tab\ldblquote Step out.\rdblquote said the man. The girl barely could comply she was so tight. Nice powder blue typical style panties. The one boy of the group fastened his eyes hard on the girl\rquote s butt. He gulped and hung his mouth open, surreptitiously placing his hand before his huge wet spot of his corduroys (and bulge.)\par \tab Penny held her breath and stared passed the man to the peeling lime green wall behind him--her powder blue panties were lowered down her legs. Automatically she stepped out of them. She stood buck naked aside her friend. \par \tab The man reach behind him and turned on the faucet and began filling the tub. Penny was helped into the tub. She remained standing and turned out to face the others. Allen was reached for nextly. The other member of the team, Margo, looked a fright, wet herself some more and was ready to bolt.\par \tab A glare, though, from her Captor riveted her to the grimey almost matching green vinyl floor. Young Allen was stripped down and helped into the tub to stand alongside his friend already there. \par \tab Margo had to be pulled to the man, she squinched up her young face and made a bit of a fuss. She was pretty, very pretty. Curly blond hair, bluest of blue eyes, creamy skin, good clothes suggesting good parenting who had good jobs.\page\tab With the tub filled, the kiddies nakedly standing within it, Cole picked up a washrag and soaped it up with a well used bar of soap. Then, to each child he bathed them. Slowly. No special attention to any specific part per se, the man locked eyes mostly on the bathed child\rquote s face.\par \tab After the bath--drying.\par \tab None of the three children said word one, Margo the only one weeping. The man still didn\rquote t out-and-out molest them. But the kids knew it was coming.\par \tab After the dry off they were escorted down the narrow hall and seated on wooden barstools. The interior of the trailer was--unkempt. The shades and blinds and heavy dark curtains drawn-closed-shut; for to keep the home cool as well as for privacy.\par \tab The kitchen was--small. Cole prepared grilled cheese sandwiches and provided cold sodas for his charges. The children ate in silence. Their Captor watched them and when done moved them to the adjoining living room.\par \tab The 21-inch television sitting on top of a console television was switched on. A VCR was utilized and a video played. All three of the children dropped their mouths in awe--a porno was on the tv. Kiddie porn at that. The children (watching) were totally mesmerized--if not stunned.\par \tab Half an hour later (and almost desensitized) Cole pulled young Cole up to stand. Margo and Penny had to turn and watch. Cole had scooted up to the very edge of the chair he was sitting in; he lay the young Allen across his lap and began lightly spanking him.\par \tab There was a good deal of bare ass fondling, too.\par \tab And anal probing.\par \tab And testicle grabbing (thru the legs).\par \tab Allen squirmed--each time he was smacked on the bare ass or back of the bare legs. \ldblquote Settle down!\rdblquote cautioned the man. Allen did his best and for a while managed to control himself.\par \tab Penny was next.\par \tab Penny fussed and required a standing spanking. She went very rigid and laid out across the man\rquote s lap for his \ldblquote fondling\rdblquote pleasure. Her bare young tender ass was tenderized some more with hard ass smacking swats.\par \tab Then her pert virginal anus was plunged with his thumb while his probing finger delved into her equally virginal pussy. The girl tightened up but maintained decorum. Such as it was.\page\tab Young Margo required more stringent spanking. She in no way was going to tolerate the fondling. The man sighed and tapped the crystal of his watch. There was a brilliant light\'85\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par Humpdom\par \tab The throp-throp-throp of the swamp cooler topside made the only noise--save for some muffled whimperings. In a dark back bedroom, the man Cole stared up to the dark green ceiling. He made odd noises and shuddered occasionally; laying on top of him was the young girl, Penny.\par \tab His hands on her hips, he guided her up and down, grinding her against his penis. The girl neither whimpered or cried or made any outward signs of emotions. She was not exactly \ldblquote limp\rdblquote , but held firm as she handled.\par \tab Beside them, young Allen grinded on his friend, Margo. Margo clung to the bed, somehow managing to hold her emotions in, but her young face was screwed up and she was--upset (within.)\par \tab Allen--Allen exhibited no emotions one way or the other, either. But he grinded slowly on Margo, he had made penetration to her body, it had slipped out and felt just as good humping on her slit as in.\par \tab Penny made small yelps as she was \ldblquote penetrated.\rdblquote Cole squeezed the girl\rquote s cheeks, diddled her hole, and jammed his penis to the hilt into her young cunny. He breathed hard, sweated harder. \par \tab\ldblquote Fuck me, damn you, fuck me!\rdblquote he whispered harshly to the girl.\par \tab Penny twisted up her face and sobbed as she tried humping back.\par \tab Cole raised the girl up (and down) and at length rested. He was spent. He had cum, sort of. His eyes fluttered, toes danced, and some liquid oozed out of his penis.\par \par \tab The phone rang. And rang. And rang some more. The answering machine finally kicked in. The voice he heard was barely audible from his room, but he knew it was his sister. She was the only one who called him anyways\'85\par \tab He didn\rquote t rush to answer her back, if it was serious she\rquote d drive out to his place. He waited a moment, though, with thoughts running thru his mind. Allen stirred beside him. He farted. Cole caressed the boy\rquote s ass then diddled the boy\rquote s hole. \par \tab On top of him Penny was asleep.\par \tab Slowly rolling the girl off of him Cole scooted off the bed, stretched and ambled to the bathroom. He took a nice long pee then glanced out the window--checking the weather. He then peeked out the patio door, checking the weather and security.\par \tab The message on the phone was indeed his younger sister, \ldblquote just checking in. Call me.\rdblquote typical stuff. No worries. He scratched his nut sac, took a swig of tea then stomped on the floor, \ldblquote Hush up!\rdblquote he bellowed to the muffled sounds below. He then returned to his bedroom. \par \tab Allen sat up on his knees rubbing his eyes. Margo stirred a little, Penny remained sound to sleep. The Captor eased himself onto the bed, parting Margo\rquote s legs. Allen looked on in mild awe\'85\par \tab The girl fluttered her eyes open as her kidnapper \ldblquote mounted\rdblquote her. He grinded his wicked man thing against her. There was nothing she could do but cling to the bed as she was deftly penetrated. \ldblquote Take it all, hon, take it all!\rdblquote the man breathed hard and eased in all four inches of his cock.\par \tab Four inches!\par \tab FOUR INCHES!\par \tab Oh my! We gotta talk!\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }