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Book 10\par
Chapter 3\par
Snippets II\par
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Twisted angst\par
\tab The DJ factor\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up, little dude?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I need a piece.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re not talking cake, are we?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Three hundred for the piece\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ shook his head cutting him off,\par
\tab\ldblquote That guy that works for you?  He\rquote s a cop.\rdblquote\par
\tab Agent Rocky frowned and gave the young DJ a hard stare.\par
\tab\ldblquote You sure?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sitting on the dock of a downtown warehouse (not that warehouse of the Fallen Dragon) Agent Rocky and young DJ Konner sat munching on chips, drinking beer, and waiting for a truck to come in to unload unspecialized cargo.  Rocky held a non-Agency job as a warehouseman unloading trucks hauling beer and beer paraphernalia (casks, bung holers, corks, shit like that.)  Also prized western paintings (naked bitches) and old west pianos and all things \ldblquote old west.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, my dad\rquote s a contractor and I work with him sometimes on the weekends and we\rquote re pouring a driveway for this guy couple weeks ago\emdash he\rquote s a cop.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rocky frowned more and took on the \ldblquote I\rquote m kinda pissed\rdblquote  Godzilla look.\par
\tab After a moment,\par
\tab\ldblquote You need a big piece or what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Small will do.\rdblquote\par
\tab Evening was upon them and DJ had to scoot home soon.  The stench of the City and whatever was in the bottom drain of the inclined dock stung DJ\rquote s nose.  It was foul.\par
\tab\ldblquote Truck\rquote s gonna be late,\rdblquote  said another dock worker from behind, \ldblquote big crash on the Interstate coming into the City.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rocky grunted acknowledgement and got up from the edge of the dock.  Nodding to his little friend, \lquote come with me\rquote  they went into the warehouse and down the hall to his office.\par
\tab On one wall above some filing cabinets\emdash a long portrait of a naked dame.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote Daphne,\rdblquote  Rocky said removing a small caliber handgun from a wall safe.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s pretty.\rdblquote  DJ said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Good eye,\rdblquote  chuckled Rocky, \ldblquote she\rquote s from an old west saloon, around 1850.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote  DJ said; he had a boner.\par
\tab Daphne lay on a saloon bar, naked, nice tits, ruby red lips and nails, a hairless muff, looking outward being very-very seductive.  The vixen twiddled her auburn hair and beckoned the onlooker to come closer.\par
\tab\ldblquote This\rquote ll do for you?\rdblquote  Rocky said offering the weapon to the thirteen year old.  DJ accepted the gun nodding his head, \ldblquote Yeah, that\rquote ll work.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You need any accruements\emdash attachments?\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ gave the large black man a blank stare.\par
\tab\ldblquote A silencer?\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ shrugged saying \ldblquote Nah, I got it covered.\rdblquote\par
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\tab He wasn\rquote t all that certain for sure, though, that he wouldn\rquote t need an \ldblquote attachment\rdblquote  to the .38.  He had learned from a television program and word of mouth, the internet, that a car\rquote s oil filter, a bag of sand, a fluffy pillow, and a 2liter soda bottle (empty of course) would suffice as a silencer.  Along those lines he thunk up another \ldblquote silencer\rdblquote\'85\par
\tab From the internet and television crime shows he learned that the bullet escaping the barrel of the weapon was what caused the \ldblquote explosion\rdblquote  sound.  Muffling the barrel silenced the explosion.\par
\tab DJ made his way home, snuck in, and crashed on his bed staring up to the ceiling.  The coming days were going to be something.  Really something!\par
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\tab A few days earlier and\'85\par
\tab Tammie Sue Rhichardson tantalized him.  At first and DJ found her electrifying, pretty, sweet, and captivating.  He soon learned that she was devious, a deviant, despicable, dangerous.   He was cool with that.\par
\tab With Tammie Sue there was always an adventure; riding the subway downtown\emdash alone.  Walking thru central city park; after dark.  Racing thru the cemetery\emdash after dark.  And having sex\emdash at a church they attended (after dark!)\par
\tab DJ wasn\rquote t sexually experienced.  Like, none.  With Tammie Sue he was learning\emdash a lot!  One day she asked if he wouldn\rquote t mind helping out at the church, cleaning and storing some stuff in the store room.\par
\tab\ldblquote SURE!\rdblquote  he said energetically\emdash anything to be close to her.  She smelled soooo good!  Like roses, oranges, and mint!  (mint?)  She had lovely hair, a great body, and those eyes!  Her smile was intoxicating (and gave him a reason to live.)\par
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\pard\tab Not more than fifteen minutes of sweeping, storing, sorting and\'85\par
\tab Tammie Sue \ldblquote bent over\rdblquote  to sweep up some debris revealing the fact that she had no panties on!  Her short-short skirt easily made the revelation and DJ was blown away.  Instant wood.  His cock virtually stuck out his pants and Tammie Sue saw it.  She giggled and DJ blushed.\par
\tab\ldblquote My,\rdblquote  she said coyly, \ldblquote what have you got hiding in there!?\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ wore dark jeans.  He was speechless.  Tammie Sue stepped up close to him and boldly placed her hand to his bulge.  She smiled and DJ was putty in her hand.  She rubbed.  She rubbed-rubbed-rubbed sending the boy into a state of being he had never been before.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want to see me naked?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab DJ couldn\rquote t respond\emdash not verbally.  He nodded and quick as a blink she pulled off her one piece outfit standing butt bare assed naked before him.\par
\tab\ldblquote HOLY SHIT!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t tell me I\rquote m the first girl you\rquote ve seen naked?\rdblquote\par
\tab He hated to admit it\emdash but, yeah, she was.  He shrugged and blushed even more.  then,\par
\tab Tammie Sue removed her dress.\par
\tab No panties.\par
\tab No bra.\par
\tab No shame.\par
\tab Before he knew\emdash he was naked, too!  Whether he undressed himself or by someone else\rquote s hand he wasn\rquote t sure.  He did vaguely remember the wicked girl sliding his underwear down.  And there it was\emdash his cock.  His hard cock.  Tammie Sue giggled, blushed a little herself, then took holt of the member, stroked it, squeezed it\emdash sucked it.\par
\tab Firstly she rolled her tongue about the super sensitive crown, diddled the piss slit, then slowly like a snaked swallowing dinner the kinky church girl devoured DJ\rquote s schlong.  Cupping his balls she tantalized him even more.\par
\tab Then they were fucking.\par
\tab DJ couldn\rquote t recall if he \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on the weird girl but he DID remember fucking her.  His first fuck.  He was an avid wanker and had two count \lquote em TWO older sisters at home.\par
\tab His first fuck.  It was awesome!  So much better than his hand, pillow, bed.\par
\tab The fuck was some awesome he couldn\rquote t describe it but it was a feeling that left him tingling for some time.  And from the store room to the sanctuary where they fucked right on the platform where preachers and church choir members stood during services!\par
\tab And then it happened.\par
\tab What happened?\par
\tab Some time later, a few days, and the two horny miscreants were at it again.  At the church and in an unused office.  Butt naked with Tammie Sue bent over a table and DJ behind her pumping furiously her bunghole.  (Tammie Sue let him bang her pussy just so as he could get the feel of it but was fearful of letting him bang OFF in her pussy for fear of pregnancy.)  Being a church that just wouldn\rquote t do.\par
\tab And just as DJ was getting his nut\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote WHAT THE FUC-?\rdblquote  Tammie Sue\rquote s preacher daddy appeared.\par
\tab DJ nutted; pulled out of Tammie Sue\rquote s shitter with cum squirting everywhere!  Pure panic was in the boy\rquote s face and his being.  Tammie Sue?  Not so much.  She seemed more (or less) aggravated that her daddy who was supposed to elsewhere had suddenly barged in\'85disrupting her fun.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get yer ass to my office!\rdblquote  the 3\super rd\nosupersub  banana preacher at the church shouted.\par
\tab Tammie Sue collected her clothes,\par
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote  shouted the man, \ldblquote You took them off here they stay here!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Whatever!\rdblquote  bitched Tammie Sue and she walked nakedly out of the room, down the hall and to her daddy\rquote s office.\par
\tab DJ stood facing a wrathful father.  There was no explaining this.\par
\tab\ldblquote Turn yer ass around!\rdblquote  sternly said the preacher.\par
\tab DJ had been spanked at home; both by his father and mother for infractions like\emdash bad grades at school, lying about the bad grades at school, rough housing with his sisters, breaking an expensive vase\emdash from rough housing with his sisters, shit like that.  DJ clenched as he turned about and leaned against the table he had just been butt fucking Tammie Sue.\par
\tab The third in line preacher firstly smoothed his hand over DJ\rquote s ripe firm lily white ass.  Then smacked it.  DJ anticipated the smack\emdash it still hurt.\par
\tab\ldblquote JESUS!\rdblquote  he called out.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you dare call for Him!\rdblquote  angrily bitched the preacher and smacked DJ\rquote s ass again.  Then again\emdash and again.  Then\emdash then\emdash THEN \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote  fondling DJ\rquote s cock and balls!\par
\tab\ldblquote You want more?\rdblquote  Collin Rhichardson asked.\par
\tab Did he mean\emdash spanking or molesting?\par
\tab His ass was already burning; the preacher landed not one\emdash not two\emdash not even three but FOUR very hard swats to his tender lily white ass sending the young DJ out of his skin.\par
\tab\ldblquote SON-OF-A-FUCKING-BITCH!\rdblquote  he yelled.\par
\tab Then, out of the corner of his eye he saw the belt\emdash the preacher\rquote s dress belt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want more?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote  yelled DJ.\par
\tab\ldblquote Funny you should say that\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote There are two ways we can go about this,\rdblquote  the man went on, \ldblquote I can call your parents\'85and the police and \'85\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote P-police?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Tammie Sue is a little bit younger than yourself; so, in this state, that statutory rape\emdash and you go to jail for awhile for that.\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ\rquote s mouth fell open and he temporarily forgot about his searing ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote And then there\rquote s your parents to deal with.\rdblquote\par
\tab That would bring MORE spanking.  And life at home wouldn\rquote t be good.\par
\tab Gulping and DJ waited for the preacher; his eyes were fixed on the thin black dress belt.  That would fucking hurt!  And so transfixed was DJ that he didn\rquote t see the man drop his grey dress slacks AND underwear.  The man masturbating got DJ\rquote s attention at last.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  he breathed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take it\emdash or take the belt\emdash or take the police.\rdblquote  slight pause, then; \ldblquote Your choice.\rdblquote   Some choice!\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve never\emdash\rdblquote  sucked cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote First time for everything!\rdblquote  the preacher man waggled his cock and DJ contemplated the choices\emdash suck dick, be whipped by the belt, whipped at home, and/or sit it out in jail.\par
\tab His choice?\par
\tab The taste of cock wasn\rquote t what he thought it would be\emdash but then again he had no idea really what sucking cock would be.  The taste kind of sort of reminded him of string cheese.  Kind of sort of.\par
\tab It still was unpleasant.\par
\tab Then the preacher had DJ \ldblquote turn around.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh shit\emdash oh shit\emdash oh shit!\par
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\tab\ldblquote The cemetery!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, it\rquote s creepy but cool.\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ was pretty sure that his new girl was out of her mind.  But sex was sex!\par
\tab Karla Byansell had titties, an ass, long silky brown hair, and she was a head taller than himself!  She also liked to fuck\emdash at school, behind the school, at the movie theatre, under the train bridge WHILE A TRAIN WAS ROARING OVERHEAD!  And more recently\emdash the cemetery.\par
\tab At school they engaged in extracurricular activities that would for sure get them suspended.  Behind the backstop cage one time and under the sports bleachers\emdash twice!  Twice!  The girl was kinky; she liked to play with his dick, suck his balls and be spanked.  Spanked!  DJ wasn\rquote t too keen on being spanked.\par
\tab Of fucked in the ass.\par
\tab Tammie Sue was still a part of his life\emdash but he feared an encounter with her father.  It had been weeks since the preacher man had buggered him and his butthole still ached!  He didn\rquote t know how gays like it; cock sucking was one thing\emdash taking it up the butt was something else all together!\par
\tab Not wanting to upset Tammie Sue he continued seeing her\emdash and fucking.  His sisters at home wondered about him\emdash he was sooo\'85chilled.  He smiled a lot.  He was friendlier, more helpful, and less apt to get them into trouble.\par
\tab But avoiding Tammie Sue\rquote s father\emdash that was a toughie.  Always\emdash always the girl wanted to fuck around AT the church.  DJ complied but was tense and on high alert.\par
\tab The sensation of fucking.  A wow factor he couldn\rquote t imagine.  Just holding a girl\rquote s hand was more than he thought he would get.  Seeing a girl naked\emdash wow.  Caressing a girl\rquote s ass\emdash double wow.  The triple wow came with sinking his dick into a girl\rquote s cunny.  Fingering, kissing, licking, and marveling at a girl\rquote s cunny also wowed him exponentially.  Having sisters and yeah, he saw them in various stages of undress but that was as far as it went.\par
\tab Doing the new girl, Karla, blew his mind.  She was cool, her daddy owned a furniture store downtown and her mother owned a car lot!  She had money.  DJ had \ldblquote some\rdblquote ; and though he offered to buy movie tickets, treats, pizza, mini golf, and so on\emdash Karla always made the purchases.\par
\tab The cemetery, though\emdash that creeped him out.\par
\tab At midnight the two stole their way into the cemetery located at the edge of town.  Under the train bridge was something else, too; but that he marked as a bit of bravery.  The incidences at school were thrilling as there was a chance of getting caught.  Making love in the creepy olde cemetery was not so much of a wow factor as it was\'85ewewewe!\par
\tab But for the sake of getting laid\'85\par
\tab As soon as they were about in the middle of the creepy ancient graveyard hardly anyone used (or got buried in) the girl took to shedding her clothes right then and there!  DJ followed suit.  It was kind of \'85 fun!  He was giddy, horny, horny, and giddy.  Also, horny.\par
\tab The pair firstly hugged one another, kissed, groped, and lightly spanked each other before rolling between some graves and fucking.  Karla liked being on top; she liked to jiggle her teenage titties in DJs face; she was thirteen, six months away from fourteen.  Her bodacious titties hadn\rquote t come along until she was one month into her thirteenth year.  Prior to that and she was kinda flat.\par
\tab DJ liked those titties; they made him laugh.\par
\tab Karla liked to squash her sex onto DJs sex; DJ liked that, too!\par
\tab And like DJ, Karla wasn\rquote t too keen on \ldblquote up the ass.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab D J Amberson 1890\emdash 1944\par
\tab Husband  Father  Farmer  Soldier\par
\tab Upon seeing the initials D and J and Karla was giddy as all get out and said,\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s do it here!\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ was cool with that and was about to lay between that grave and the next one with a huge headstone \ldblquote Gladys Makehand  1910\emdash 1970\rdblquote  when Karla grabbed his hand, \ldblquote No,\rdblquote  she said, \ldblquote HERE!\rdblquote\par
\tab HERE\'85right ON the grave mound!\par
\tab EWEWEWE!\par
\tab That\rquote s pretty creepy\emdash but for the sake of pussy\'85\par
\tab It was a quickie.  Or it was going to be until that pussy snapped up his cock.\par
\tab Like with Tammie Sue\emdash dat pussy was good!\par
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\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go somewhere else.\rdblquote  DJ said trying not to stammer and show his fear.\par
\tab Karla was cool and the two roamed the cemetery\emdash naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  said Karla, \ldblquote Look!\rdblquote\par
\tab Karla Kartwright  1900\emdash 1980  Wife  Mother  Nurse  Teacher\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s do it here!\rdblquote\par
\tab OMG!  This girl was crazier than Tammie Sue!  And that\rquote s sayin\rquote  something!\par
\tab But pussy\emdash dat pussy could drive a man to do anything\emdash even fuck on top of a grave!\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab Almost 4AM\'85\par
\tab Shagged out DJ sneaked into his home via the kitchen door.  He heard the floorboard in the hallway and knew he was about to be busted.  His room was on the 2\super nd\nosupersub  floor, his parents were on the ground floor due to his mother\rquote s bad health and not being able to climb the stairs.\par
\tab Quickly he grabbed a cereal bowl and emptied some cereal into it.\par
\tab And more quick thinking\emdash he shucked his clothes save for his underwear.\par
\tab His dad appeared at the entrance to the kitchen asking \ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote\par
\tab More than once had his dad caught him slipping into the house\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Got hungry.\rdblquote  DJ said yawning, farting, yawning, scarfing down cereal.\par
\tab\ldblquote Good idea.\rdblquote  His burly dad said and got him a bowl for cereal, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote How\rquote s school going?\rdblquote  the typical banter began.\par
\tab Whew!  DJ averted a scolding and possible ass beating.\par
\tab Passing his sisters\rquote  room, the door was open\emdash so was the hall bathroom door (but he could tell that someone was within.)  Usually, the bathroom door would be closed if \ldblquote occupied.\rdblquote   Peeking into the girls\rquote  room and he saw his oldest sister, Megan, laying out on her bed clad in just her panties and a short tee-shirt.\par
\tab Slowly he made his way down the hall to the bathroom.\par
\tab Shadows on the wall told him that shitter was indeed \ldblquote occupied.\rdblquote\par
\tab He had a couple of choices\emdash One; throw the door open and yell \ldblquote BOO!\rdblquote  scaring the \ldblquote shit\rdblquote  out of sister Arlene who would be on the pot.  Two; sneak by and go the fuck to bed!\par
\tab If he chose option ONE he would surely endure the wrath of his sister.\par
\tab Option Two:  sleep.\par
\tab Option One would possibly arouse their dad\'85who would not be amused.\par
\tab Option Two:  sleep.\par
\tab Option Two seemed the most practical (and wise.)\par
\tab As soon as his head hit the pillow\'85\par
\tab 8:12AM\par
\tab What the fuck!?\par
\tab DJ sat bolt upright\emdash seriously?  8AM?  WTF!?  It was \'85 4:30 five minutes ago!  Outside and there was the neighbor\rquote s water sprinkler on in the backyard; those loose parrots were up in the sycamore again, the Chaucer\rquote s dog was barking her brains out\emdash it sure did sound like to DJ she was saying \ldblquote FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!\rdblquote  but that was just DJs warped mind.\par
\tab What day was this?  School day?  Hope the fuck not.  If so, DJ was going to call in sick.  One eye wouldn\rquote t open and the other had that morning shit in it.  Fuck it\emdash he plopped back down and breathed.  Sleep returned for twenty more minutes.\par
\tab Then he had to pee.\par
\tab The seat was down.\par
\tab His balls itched.\par
\tab His asshole itched.\par
\tab He needed a shower.\par
\tab He needed to get laid.\par
\tab\'85 \'85 uh, no, not so soon.\par
\tab The cemetery.\par
\tab The cemetery!\par
\tab Holy fucking monkey shit\emdash had he really-really had sex on top of graves!?\par
\tab His mind blanked out.  His thoughts settled on Karla\emdash she was wicked.  More wicked than Tammie Sue.  Fucking in a church was\emdash was pretty wicked and quite possibly a Zoom Ticket on the Train to Hell\emdash front of the line, boy!  Fucking\emdash in a church!  The Devil smiled on that one.\par
\tab But fucking on top of someone\rquote s grave?\par
\tab He passed on the shower and made his way down stairs.\par
\tab Sister Arlene sat at the breakfast table munching on cereal.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote  sleepy head DJ asked\emdash not really caring for a response.\par
\tab Arlene shrugged and munched.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s dad?\rdblquote  if it was 8:30 and Saturday then the old man would be working in the backyard; his garden, his pickup, some project in the garage.\par
\tab\ldblquote He got a call about pouring some driveway; be gone all day.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom\rquote s not up yet?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom\rquote s on drugs.\rdblquote  Prescribed drugs, medication for her various sails.\par
\tab\ldblquote And Megan?\rdblquote\par
\tab Arlene smiled\emdash no explanation was further needed.  Megan was \ldblquote passed out.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn, DJ\emdash what the fuck?\rdblquote\par
\tab Caught off guard and DJ was bewildered\emdash then embarrassed for sticking out his sweat pants was his cock.  No, his cock was not OUT of his sweat pants\emdash the sweat pants were sticking out because of his cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  the embarrassed teen bursted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who you been thinking of?\rdblquote  giggled his sister.  She was fifteen, the passed out Megan was eighteen.\par
\tab DJ couldn\rquote t respond\emdash he had never seen his dick stick out so far.\par
\tab\ldblquote You were out with that new girl, what\rquote s her name\emdash Marla?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Karla.\rdblquote  DJ said still standing\emdash still staring at his poking erection.\par
\tab And then\emdash quick as a wink\emdash Arlene reached out yanking down her brother\rquote s sweats.\par
\tab No undies had he on\emdash after his pee he had shucked his underwear on the pretense of taking a shower.  He turned to wash his face and let the shower go for another day.  Stinky boy!\par
\tab And so there it was\emdash cock.  DJs cock was more than nominal for a boy his age (thirteen.)  It was impressive and Arlene stared\emdash stared\emdash stared.  She also blushed and was bemused by her brother\rquote s endowment.\par
\tab DJ was still mesmerized.\par
\tab Arlene took the moment (of surprise) to reach out and take holt of her brother\rquote s cock.  He was still too shocked to take note.  Arlene latched onto the honker and squeezed it.  Then she moved UP and DOWN the length of the prick; it was an astounding six incher!  That was two inches more than he should have.\par
\tab And inasmuch as DJ was mesmerized by his pud\emdash so was Arlene.\par
\tab Soon and the fifteen year old freshman high schooler slid off of her chair and onto her knees \ldblquote addressing\rdblquote  her brother\rquote s dick.  Cupping his fuzzy balls she licked\emdash she LICKED his piss slit!  She did!\par
\tab Then she was going ALL THE WAY down!\par
\tab DJ didn\rquote t come around until he was blowing his load into her mouth.\par
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\pard\tab Surprisingly she sucked and sucked and continued sucking until he was well enough drained.  The girl who pranked him by pouring water onto his bed making him think he had wet the bed stood and pulled off her tee-shirt.  No bra.  Down came her sweat pants\emdash no panties.\par
\tab DJ\rquote s mind was blown.  Officially.  Usually and his sisters pitched a bitch if they caught their brother spying on them unclothed.  The girl re-took holt of his cock and masturbating him, fondled his balls, then sat on the edge of the table spreading her legs.  DJ\rquote s eyes were on his sister\rquote s cunt.  Long had he wanted to fuck her.\par
\tab It was awkward as hell but DJ managed to get his lengthy dick into Arlene\rquote s cunt.  Her pussy was already super \ldblquote moist\rdblquote  and she shuddered as the dick entered her.  DJ focused on her bodacious ta-tas\emdash the nipples were hard enough to cut glass!\par
\tab The sensation of his dick in his sister\rquote s pussy\'85awesome.  There weren\rquote t words yet invented to describe that feeling.  He sank himself all the way in, then pulled most of the way out.  When the head of his dick was about the breech he shoved himself back in.\par
\tab\ldblquote HARDER!\rdblquote  shouted Arlene clawing at him.\par
\tab The table made noise and fucking on the table was probably not the wisest place to fuck, but\'85\par
\tab DJ began to speed up and although he had just cum he was right on the verge of doing so again.\par
\tab Faster!  Harder!  Faster\emdash faster\emdash faster!\par
\tab AHHHHH!\par
\tab Instant meltdown.\par
\tab The release of love cream instantly melted the young brother.\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK!\rdblquote  he said exhaustingly.\par
\tab\ldblquote We just did!\rdblquote  giggled Arlene.  \ldblquote But we can do it again!\rdblquote  she said smiling wickedly winking at him.  \ldblquote But let\rquote s go to my room.\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ was cool with that.\par
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\tab Megan still lay on her bed\emdash passed out cold.\par
\tab DJ stood between the girls\rquote  bed watching her.\par
\tab\ldblquote She really tied one on.\rdblquote  \par
\tab DJ shook his head sadly\'85and stood slowly methodically wanking.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to fuck her?\rdblquote  Arlene coyly asked.\par
\tab DJ\rquote s mouth hung open\emdash his first answer was YES! but he knew it was an impossibility.  Arlene pulled Megan\rquote s panties down\emdash and off!  DJ was more bewildered than ever.  Arlene\rquote s legs were spread and Arlene said, \par
\tab\ldblquote Get after it!\rdblquote\par
\tab One minute\emdash two minutes\emdash two minutes thirty seconds\'85\par
\tab DJ crawled onto the passed out sister and slowly glided his cock into her cunny.  He knew that she was with not one but three-THREE boys who sought her favor.  One boy was more prominent than the other two\emdash and one was in college!\par
\tab More unique feelings swept over the young teen as he pumped the unconscious sibling.  Meanwhile, Arlene caressed her brother\rquote s ass, fingered herself, and giggled as DJ fucked.\par
\tab Suddenly\'85\par
\tab He awoke with a startle.  His body felt\emdash icky.  His junk ached.  There was cool air drifting in thru the open window\emdash freshened by the water sprinkler in the neighbor\rquote s yard.  His mind was fucked up.  Karla.  Karla had him fucking her on top of graves!\par
\tab His dad\emdash nearly busting him sneaking in.\par
\tab Arlene.\par
\tab Arlene.\par
\tab Megan.\par
\tab Arlene.\par
\tab Had Arlene really sucked his dick in the kitchen?\par
\tab Had he really put his bone in the unconscious Megan?\par
\tab His eyes could barely see the bluish numbers on his bedside clock.\par
\tab What did it read?  8:30\'85no, 9:30.  9:30AM.\par
\tab His head hurt.\par
\tab His cock ached.\par
\tab Flopping back on the bed he hoped his mind would settle.\par
\tab Was it a dream?  Had he dreamed seriously hard about getting a hummer from his sister?  Had he dreamed the whole thing about fucking his sisters at all?  That would be fucked up for sure!\par
\tab Suddenly the door opened\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn, Deej,\rdblquote  said Arlene, \ldblquote going to sleep all fuckin\rquote  day?\rdblquote\par
\tab She was in a tee-shirt.  Panties?\par
\tab DJ sat up.  He was naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  he said rubbing his eyes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dad\rquote s got a Sat job, Mom\rquote s sleeping the day away,\rdblquote  pause \ldblquote so\rquote s Meg.\rdblquote\par
\tab Swinging his legs off the side he wavered between realities.\par
\tab\ldblquote When did you get in?\rdblquote  Arlene asked leaning against the door.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not sure, 4:30 or something like.\rdblquote  He wasn\rquote t sure about anything.\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you get laid?\rdblquote  kind of a bold question but Arlene was \ldblquote bold\rdblquote  kind of girl.  DJ nodded and felt that he hadn\rquote t gotten all his sleep out\emdash so he flopped back onto his bed width wise.\par
\tab Arlene checked his junk, smiled, giggled, then disappeared.\par
\tab Then it was noon o\rquote clock.\par
\tab Arlene was gone, dad was still gone, mom was never here.\par
\tab Scarfing down some grub and DJ leaned against the tiled counter staring at the breakfast table.  It looked like it was in the same place as it always had been\emdash of course, Arlene COULD have moved it back in place.  But not likely.  Sooo, had he fucked her?  Had she toyed with his balls and\emdash AND sucked his dick?\par
\tab Had he fucked Megan?\par
\tab A dream.\par
\tab It had been a dream.  Of course.\par
\tab Pissed and disgruntled DJ made way back up the stairs.  He needed a shower.  But passing his sisters\rquote  room (again) he noted the girl was still \ldblquote passed out.\rdblquote   He paused.  He lingered.  He wondered.\par
\tab Still a dream?\par
\tab Tap-tap-tap on the door.\par
\tab Megan slept soundly.  How much did she drink?\par
\tab She was wearing her tee-shirt\emdash and panties.\par
\tab So maybe it had been a dream after all.\par
\tab DJ suddenly was aware of the fact that he was methodically masturbating.\par
\tab Right up against her twin size bed he stood gawking at her.\par
\tab The next thing he knew he was on top of his passed out sister!\par
\tab Nothing from the girl\emdash not even when he moved the crotch of her panties to one side and carefully placed the head of his prick onto her cunny.  If she should awaken\'85\par
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Reality\emdash what a concept!\par
\tab All ungodly things cum to an end\par
\tab His screams were muffled\emdash muffled into Tammie Sue\rquote s pussy!\par
\tab Oh, and he was screaming \lquote cause Tammie Sue\rquote s daddy was fucking him up the ass\'85  This after a five hand-to-ass swatting.  This after being caught again fucking Tammie Sue.  This after the temptress Tammie Sue beckoned him and washed him with her seductiveness.\par
\tab The draw of pussy was something\emdash really something!\par
\tab In a room that was seldom used the two miscreant horndogs were caught.\par
\tab Tammie Sue looked all the part of the frightened daughter being caught doing something wrong by her preacher daughter.  DJ was with mixed emotions;\par
\tab\lquote Not again!\rquote  \lquote son-of-a-bitch!\rquote  \lquote fucking cunt!\rquote  and \lquote this is gonna cost me.\rquote\par
\tab Colin Rhichardson gave the naked pair a long hard stare\emdash then gouged the heel of his hand to his crotch.  DJ really-really-really did not want to suck the man\rquote s cock.  But he also didn\rquote t want it up his asshole, either.  Nor did he want another spanking.  So much for wanting\'85\par
\tab First up,\par
\tab\ldblquote Turn around.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Goddamn it.\rquote\par
\tab The first swat was to Tammie Sue.  She jolted, shrieked, pulled her sweet cock sucking satisfying lips in tight and endured the brash spanking.  The preacher then caressed DJ\rquote s ass.  Gripping himself, gritting his teeth, he clenched tightly as the swat smacked his bare ass.  Funny, though, a bit of cum exploded from his pisser.  He had nutted in Tammie Sue and they were just lounging with his prick nestled nicely against her cunny when\'85\par
\tab The bastard preacher then FINGERED his shitter!  He did!\par
\tab DJ knew what was to come.\par
\tab Tammie Sue jolted again as her daddy smacked.  She maintained her poise but DJ saw that she was struggling and close to tears.  So much so was DJ into watching the girl that he hardly paid attention to the swatting.  At least one of them anyways.\par
\tab At length and the swatting stopped\emdash temporarily.\par
\tab Preacher Rhichardson tapped his naked daughter and she turned about.  Rubbing her ass and shedding some tears (and looking a little pissed off) the girl about then hopped up onto a conference table.  With her ass right on the edge she hooked her feet to the edge spreading her legs wide.\par
\tab Dat pussy!\par
\tab It was gorgeous!\par
\tab\ldblquote Have at it!\rdblquote  said the preacher.\par
\tab Hmmm, DJ wasn\rquote t too opposed\emdash but his dick had just been there.  And it spit, too!  But in hopes of not being stricken he did.  It was a little funky but whatever.\par
\tab He had heard that girls could cum, too.  Was that what he was tasting as he went down on Tammie Sue?  The very thought of sucking up his own cum was disgustingly nauseating.  Very.\par
\tab Then, as he was getting into the deed\'85\par
\tab SMACK!  A hard-hard smack came from the preacher.\par
\tab\ldblquote Summaitch!\rdblquote  barked DJ into Tammie Sue\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab Another smack followed by another and then another and then\'85\par
\tab Just as the tears were flowing and DJ didn\rquote t care if he spent time in jail\'85\par
\tab OH MY GOD!\par
\tab Preacher Colin Rhichardson put his cock up DJs ass.\par
\tab Slipping home just before midnight and DJ vowed,\par
\tab\ldblquote Not again.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab A plastic 2-liter bottle worked great as a silencer.\par
\tab So did a heavy duty oil filter.\par
\tab So it got DJ to wondering; and in his research he learned that a bullet made its KA-BLAM noise as it left the barrel of the weapon.  So he wondered\emdash and wondered--\par
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\tab Down by the river he tried the soda bottle; the two liter plastic bottle didn\rquote t live up to the claims on cop shows and the internet.  There was a bit of a \ldblquote noise\rdblquote  as the bullet exited the barrel of .38.\par
\tab Bummer.\par
\tab The oil filter, though, DID live up to the claims of silencing the bullet\rquote s explosion.  That was a plus\emdash but not practical.  DJ figured he could have asked for a gun silencer from Rocky and probably could have gotten one.  But the boy figured he was asking enough just the weapon\emdash no questions asked!\par
\tab (when I was a kid the most dangerous weapon we had was a sling-shot!)\par
\tab DJ waffled between enacting his plan of vengeance and \ldblquote letting it go.\rdblquote\par
\tab But one more encounter with the preacher and his daughter set the plan in motion.  And that motion was even more so when\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote OH GOD, DADDY!  YES!\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ heard the familiar voice\emdash and the familiar sound of a spank that followed.  It was Thursday evening and Tammie Sue had called for DJ to meet her at the church.  He knew what for.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is your dad going to be there?\rdblquote  he asked flatly.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, he\rquote s at a meeting at another church, we\rquote ve got the place to ourselves.\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ thought and had a gut feeling that he should not go.\par
\tab He went.\par
\tab An errand for his mother, though, set him late arriving to the church and something narly was already in progress.\par
\tab\ldblquote I guess he\rquote s not coming.\rdblquote  Tammie Sue had said.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s alright,\rdblquote  preacher Rhichardson said laying a hand to his daughter\rquote s naked ass, \ldblquote I am!\rdblquote\par
\tab SMACK!  the smacking jolted even DJ!\par
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh!  Daddy,\rdblquote  announced the miscreant girl, \ldblquote I\rquote m tingling!\rdblquote\par
\tab It took some doing to do it\emdash spy\emdash but DJ managed.  He was in the church via the backdoor\emdash and by the time he made his way to the office where the preacher and his daughter were\emdash\ldblquote backdoor\rdblquote  shenanigans was already in progress.\par
\tab After smacking his daughter\rquote s ass until it was bright red the girl\rquote s daddy began smacking her ass with his cock\emdash then prodded his way into her asshole.  Gripping her hips he began pumping driving every inch of his nominal cock into her\emdash sodomy!  Something a preacher really shouldn\rquote t be doing.\par
\tab After humping his fill the preacher pulled out; Tammie Sue fingered her pussy, turned around and positioned herself on the tacky green sofa.  All their clothing was on the floor.  The preacher stepped into the nearby private bathroom where he washed off his dirtied cock.  Then he returned to gawk at his naked child; he smiled wickedly then got on his knees between her outstretched legs and smacked her pussy with his cock.\par
\tab Then he fucked it.\par
\tab Tammie Sue thrashed her head all about; her silky hair of blond pasted to her face.\par
\tab\ldblquote OOOOH!  GOD!  YES!  YES!  YES!\rdblquote\par
\tab Preacher daddy had his cock buried to the hilt into his daughter\rquote s cunt; he pulled out to smack the cunny then plunged it back in pumping furiously until blasting off a hot load of spunk\emdash and his cock was wrapped!\par
\tab Although exhausted the man plucked up his dress belt and began smacking Tammie Sue\rquote s fresh fucked cunt.  The girl squealed with delight totally blowing DJ\rquote s mind.  This family was fucked up!\par
\tab Then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote If you cant get that boy DJ to do you, get that other boy!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I will daddy.\rdblquote  Tammie Sue said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get them both!\rdblquote  and he made mention of another boy, too.\par
\tab Then he said, \ldblquote One of them\rquote s bound to get you pregnant!\rdblquote\par
\tab Pregnant!  DJ wasn\rquote t ready to be a father.\par
\tab Something was up, something narly.\par
\tab What exactly the plan was about wasn\rquote t known.  DJ learned sort of kind of that the preacher wanted Tammie Sue to get pregnant by one of the church boys.  The reason wasn\rquote t entirely clear; to make an example of the horny boys in the church or something.  He wanted to cause an upset in the church and enact some sort of decree or something.\par
\tab\ldblquote In the end, by the end of the year, it will be ME in charge of this church!\rdblquote\par
\tab Ooooh\emdash so that was it.  Topple the leadership \lquote cause their leadership teachings were failing and not up to bringing the message of purity to the congregation.  Some shit like that.\par
\tab That and the preacher Rhichardson liked young boys\'85\par
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\tab So it came to pass\'85\par
\tab DJ sat up all night contemplating.  What he was contemplating was going to take a lot of thought.  A lot of action.  A lot of balls.  He had giggled at the cop shows where the bad guys got wasted.  He had watched and snickered at violent movies where the villains killed one another in a power struggle to be the top banana.  Those were just TV shows, movies.  Real life was real.\par
\tab Tuesday evening; another day where no one was at the church.\par
\tab No one but the preacher Rhichardson.\par
\tab DJ saw the man\rquote s car\emdash for some weeks he had been stalking the goings at the church; who was there on certain days\emdash the janitors, the cleaning crew (separate from the janitorial staff), and the secretary staff; the choir in practice, a prayer group, and so on.  There were only a couple of days where no one was at the church and that was usually Tuesday and Thursday evenings.\par
\tab Summoning his gall the young DJ slipped into the church.\par
\tab He heard sounds.\par
\tab Familiar sounds.\par
\tab Spanking sounds.\par
\tab DJ shook his head\emdash\lquote this shit\rquote s gotta stop!\rquote   In his pants pocket was the loaded .38.  Stealing his way into the church he hunkered down at the dimly lit hallway.  The office of the preacher Rhichardson was way-way down at the other end.  The only light was from a couple of nightlights along the floor and the light streaming out of preacher\rquote s office.\par
\tab There was a naked boy standing outside the office.  He was about nine or so.  DJ shook his head\emdash\lquote this shit\rquote s gotta stop!\rquote\par
\tab Slowly he snuck his way to the office\emdash from within the office there was wailing; spanking, gruntings, wailings.  DJ locked eyes with the petrified boy standing awaiting his turn.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get lost.\rdblquote  DJ said.\par
\tab The boy grabbed up his cast off clothes and fled down the hall.\par
\tab Peeking into the office and there were two boys; one was naked, bent over the back of a crappy green love seat from the 60s being fucked al la butt as well as being spanked while doing so.  That boy was about ten.  The other lad was about twelve and fully clothed.  He was frightened beyond all get out; crying, sniveling, petrified.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get \lquote em down!\rdblquote  yelled the preacher.\par
\tab The boy with very-very blond hair pushed his pants and underwear down.\par
\tab Preacher Rhichardson pulled out of the hapless boy he had been fucking, spanked both already tortured cheeks then commanded the other lad to get on his knees.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck him.\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy with the very-very blond hair sunk.  Messing with Tammie Sue was one thing\emdash sucking a dude\rquote s dick was another.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get yer ass over \lquote ere and suck him!\rdblquote  demanded the preacher.\par
\tab The boy wailed but stepped out of his clothes, pulled off his stripped green shirt and did as told.  He sucked almost like a pro\emdash gagging, retching, almost vomiting all in toll.\par
\tab After several minutes of continuous sucking the boys got on the preacher\rquote s desk in a 69 position with the blond haired boy on top.  The preacher commanded to pair to start sucking with the blond haired boy sucking now the dark haired boy beneath his ball sack.\par
\tab The preacher then smacked the blond hair boy\rquote s ass with his hand.\par
\tab And just as the preacher was about to butt fuck the blond haired boy\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Daddy!\rdblquote  called out Tammie Sue.  She was in thru a different door.  DJ panicked and dove into the office next door.  His plan for that evening was totally fucked up.  Hiding behind the sofa therein he missed the gangbang.  He also fell asleep.\par
\tab He awoke not so much as with a startle as with \ldblquote what the hell\rquote s that smell!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Perfume.  Heavy and lots of it.\par
\tab A secretary.\par
\tab Carleen Deetrick.  She was\emdash old; 60-something.  Not too tall, big assed titties, big assed ass, squattish, had a weird laugh chortle, and wore heavy duty reeking perfume.\par
\tab It was 8:40AM.\par
\tab Holy fucking monkey shit!  He had been out all night!\par
\tab Not good.  No, not good at all.\par
\tab Ms. Deetrick turned on her computer, did something at the filing cabinet, farted, then left the office.  Now DJ had the double joy of smelling the woman\rquote s scent!  Wednesday morning\emdash how many peoples came to the church on Wednesday morning?  DJ didn\rquote t want to find out\emdash he had to get home!\par
\tab Hearing no voices and having no idea where the hell Ms. Deetrick traipsed off, DJ slinked along the wall working his mind into overtime coming up with excuses as to why he was in the church.\par
\tab Was God on his side?  He made it.  No one else was at the church!\par
\tab Out the backdoor, across the gravely back parking lot and into the wood grove that was along the river.  Then it was a haul ass run home.  Once more and his mind was in overdrive thinking up an excuse to get out of an ass chewing\emdash followed by an ass whoopin.  He was pretty sure his sisters wouldn\rquote t rat him out and would cover for him.  But his dad\'85\par
\tab There were a couple of directions to make for home from the church.\par
\tab Thru the woods was one way and the easiest\emdash but not the quickest.\par
\tab The quick way was out to Rt. 2 and cut across a couple of properties and then to his neighborhood.  He hoped to make the backyard and maybe grab a rake or broom or something and be \ldblquote caught\rdblquote  in the garage doing some chores.\par
\tab Exiting the small wood grove and barging across the open ground he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his dad\rquote s truck at the Shamble Inn (otherwise known as the No-Tell Motel.)\par
\tab It was one of those run down establishments long gone past its prime.\par
\tab A small gas station was there, a small convenience store, a liquor store, a small general store, pizzeria, and a non-chain mom/pop restaurant.  A huge gravely lot, an ancient device by the phone pole\emdash a phone booth!\par
\tab Dad\rquote s truck.\par
\tab There was no other truck in town like it; crappy yellow, mix-match yellow fenders, late model 70s, well used, triple layer encrusted dirt, a bumper sticker that said Vote for Dick!\par
\tab DJ ducked into the phone booth and waited\emdash and was just in time.\par
\tab Just in time to see his DAD come out of room 3C.\par
\tab Just in time to see his dad come out of room 3C\emdash hugging a skinny looking tramp who was\emdash naked!  The two hugged, caressed, and DJs dad slapped her ass.  There was more hugging, giggling, and caressing of one another\rquote s hair before daddy Don made his way to the caf\'e9.  Five minutes later and he came out with a large coffee and fired up his crappy yellow truck.  And off he went out of the lot and down Rt. 3 to work.\par
\tab The tramp had closed her door and DJ went to school.\par
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\tab School was a bummer.  It was Wednesday so Mr. Karlton threw a quiz for the History class.  DJs mind was on his dad\emdash he was thirteen and well enough knew what \ldblquote cheating\rdblquote  was about.  The evening monkeyshines at the church also weighed on his mind.  End result?  He failed the quiz.\par
\tab Didn\rquote t do well on the English quiz, either.\par
\tab The math quiz?  He was an \ldblquote A\rdblquote  student in Math and loved math actually.\par
\tab He failed the math quiz.\par
\tab That was the morning shift.\par
\tab Then there was lunch where he got into with another student who was being an ass.  Generally and DJ let things go and didn\rquote t get into too much trouble\emdash fights and yelling shit with other students.  But Lance Corrp was asking for it\emdash so he got it.  A lunch tray to the back of his head when he turned his head to snicker at his pals at fucking with DJ.\par
\tab A fight broke out.  DJ was in no mood to be hauled off to the office; his DAD would be called and he was in no mood to deal with him.  So he ducked out of the fight and went to the gym.  At the lunch room\emdash or on the playground, anytime a fight broke out it was an excuse for virtually everyone to get involved.\par
\tab For gym, in lieu of a \ldblquote quiz\rdblquote  it was run track in a certain amount of time, climb a rope and ring a bell, shit like that.  Study Hall was thereafter and DJ ducked the rest of the day going home where he fumed in his room.\par
\tab His sisters would be home soon\emdash he wondered if he should let them in on what he knew?  It was sooo confusing!  Then\emdash\par
\tab His anger towards his dad returned to his anger towards the preacher.\par
\tab\lquote going to blow his fuckin\rquote  brains out!\rquote  was DJ\rquote s sentiment.  He chuckled, stood and \'85 \par
\tab The gun.\par
\tab The thirty-eight.\par
\tab Where was it?\par
\tab Can we say panic?\par
\tab Thought you could.\par
\par
\tab Not in his pants; not in his bookbag\emdash but he hadn\rquote t had it there anyways.\par
\tab The weapon had been in his pocket\emdash front pocket.  Now\emdash where was it?\par
\tab School?\par
\tab He thought\emdash and thought\emdash and thought some more.  He knew he went to gym\emdash but\'85no gun.  He undressed and \'85 maybe the locker?  Maybe the gun fell out in the locker.  Maybe.  He didn\rquote t think so, though; he thought he would know if heavy weapon like that would clunk to the bottom of his foot locker.\par
\tab Where else could it have dropped?\par
\tab The phone booth?\par
\tab Maybe.\par
\tab Behind the sofa at the church?\par
\tab\'85. \'85. \'85. Shit-shit-shit-shit\emdash bingo!\par
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\tab His mind was in multiple pieces; his dad was top, the preacher, the gun, and he still wondered if he had fucked one or both his sisters!  He\rquote d work on fingering that one out later; right now and\'85\par
\tab 6PM and there was doings at the church; singing, a social gathering involving a dinner, a prayer warrior group, more goddamn socializing lasting until well after 10PM.  DJ lingered along the edges, went down to the river and skinny dipped, spied on some teens from the church smoking pot and having sex.  It was too dark to really see well the details of their doings but DJ could see some and hear a lot.\par
\tab At 10:30PM there was one car in the lot; the preacher Rhichardson\rquote s car.\par
\tab The fucker.\par
\tab DJ\rquote s hatred of the man soared; even more when he stole his way into the church, banged his knee on an ill-placed short knee catching hall table.  He banged his head against the wall to divert the attention from his knee.\par
\tab In the preacher\rquote s office\emdash tsk tsk tsk  more shenanigans of the naughty kind.\par
\tab On the desk lay an eleven year old boy, Austin, holding his legs back.\par
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\pard\tab The naked preacher was in the process of spanking the boy until his ass were bright red and his own hand was stinging.  The boy refused to cry but was hard pressed not to submit.  Another naked boy also eleven, Bart, firstly got on his knees and licked Austin\rquote s shitter\emdash then suckled his ball sac before crawling up onto Austin and grinding his junk against his friend\rquote s.\par
\tab The preacher smacked Bart\rquote s ass (but not as hard.)\par
\tab Bart yelled out something unintelligible then turned around placing his balls into Austin\rquote s mouth.  Then he laid down to suck on his friend\rquote s cock.  One more boy came up sucking Bart\rquote s ass then clumsily fucking it.  As he got busy with the serious pumping his ass was smacked, too.  The preacher then took a swig from a whiskey bottle then gouged his own cock into Austin\rquote s ass.\par
\tab DJ quit watching disgusted by the decadence.  He paused a moment then proceeded to the office across the hall finding his gun where it had slipped out of his pocket behind the sofa.  He held the weapon of destruction for some time deeply contemplating what he was going to do.\par
\tab It was a big step.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know how those in the news so carelessly killed.\par
\tab So he waited.  And waited.  And eleven thirty came\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Geeze, daddy,\rdblquote  Tammie Sue was saying across the hall, \ldblquote we\rquote re running out of boys!\rdblquote  she giggled and took a spanking to her ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s alright, sweetie,\rdblquote  her preacher daddy replied, \ldblquote you can start going to High and Mighty Church and get some boys from there.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sonofabitch!\par
\tab DJ fumed and clenched the .38 in his hand.\par
\tab\ldblquote Excuse me a minute, daddy, I gotta poo!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t take too long!\rdblquote  her daddy said.\par
\tab Tammie Sue left the office for the bathroom down the hall.\par
\tab DJ clenched himself\emdash now or never.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, asshole!\rdblquote  DJ said coming into the office.\par
\tab Preacher Rhichardson was speechless.  His eyes bugged out as he stared at the naked DJ\emdash and his deadly Saturday Night Special\emdash although it was Thursday.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now-now t-take it easy.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote  yelled DJ, \ldblquote Turn you\rquote re fuckin\rquote  ass around!\rdblquote\par
\tab Colin Rhichardson wasn\rquote t about to do that.\par
\tab DJ stroked his cock saying, \ldblquote You fucked me, asshole, now I\rquote m gonna fuck you!\rdblquote\par
\tab This was new.\par
\tab Colin was sweating, cum dripped from his piss slit, his eyes of cold blue never left the unwavering gun in DJ\rquote s hand.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote I wanna fuck you in the ass like you did me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Colin paused, hands up, fearful, contemplating if he could charge the young brash bastard and knock the gun out of his hand.  A thousand thoughts rambled thru his mind\emdash forward thinking.  If he DID manage to charge the young boy AND knock the gun out\emdash then what?  Possibly get shot\emdash then what?  Hard to explain that one\emdash him being naked, the young boy naked.  His words would be considered over the boy\rquote s but, still\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote TURN AROUND!\rdblquote  said DJ a little more sternly, \ldblquote I WANNA BUTT FUCK YOU!\rdblquote  his cock WAS hard.\par
\tab Colin Rhichardson\rquote s first thought was \ldblquote NO\rdblquote  and to stand his ground.\par
\tab What if the boy DID want to merely fuck his ass?\par
\tab\ldblquote What if I don\rquote t?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t give a shit if you don\rquote t,\rdblquote  DJ said angrily, \ldblquote I just want to fuck your ass like you\rquote ve fucked mine.  That\rquote s all!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Then why the gun?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote To make sure that you do it!\rdblquote\par
\tab Slowly\emdash slowly\emdash against all better judgement the man turned around.  He got on his knees, spread his legs, and waited for DJ to butt fuck him.  And DJ DID come up to him slapping the man\rquote s ass with his cock, dragging his cock up and down the man\rquote s ass and stabbing the man\rquote s turd way.\par
\tab Colin wondered what his daughter would think of them when she came back?  Colin normally didn\rquote t TAKE dick\emdash not in his ass anyways.\par
\tab\ldblquote So you gonna fuck me or what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  DJ said smartly, \ldblquote good and hard, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab And he shoved the barrel into the man\rquote s rectum\emdash no pausing\emdash and pulled the trigger.\par
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\tab There was a sound of an explosion\emdash and in the quiet room with only the hum of the water cooler and the air conditioner making the only sound there was a definite \ldblquote sound.\rdblquote\par
\tab But the man\rquote s asshole sufficed enough in muffling the noise.\par
\tab Another squeeze of the trigger and the man fell dead away onto the floor.\par
\tab Dead away.\par
\tab DJ paused then, staring at the lifeless body.\par
\tab Another sound interrupted DJ\rquote s sullen thoughts\emdash humming.  Tammie Sue.\par
\tab When Tammie Sue entered the office\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote What the hell?\rdblquote\par
\tab The crappy green sofa was turned over forming a \ldblquote V\rdblquote  tent.\par
\tab No sign of her preacher daddy.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  she said seeing the naked DJ standing there, \ldblquote what are you doing here?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re daddy called for me, we\rquote re playing a game.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tammie Sue was confused.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s my daddy?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s a part of the game,\rdblquote  DJ explained, \ldblquote I\rquote m supposed to be fuckin\rquote  you and he\rquote s supposed to bust us.\rdblquote   Like always.\par
\tab Tammie Sue nodded her head.  She was soooo pretty.  It was a shame\'85\par
\tab DJ smiled; he had a helluva smile; and those eyes!  There was boyish charm that won the girl over.  She shrugged, smiled, and let DJ position her over the apex of the tipped over sofa.  Then DJ began spanking her\emdash she liked that shit.  He fingered her pussy, poked her asshole, then inserted his cock and \ldblquote got after it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tammie Sue grunted; DJ fully inserted his cock and got busy with the butt fucking.  Then he pulled out gliding his cock against the girl\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab\lquote I\rquote m doing this for your own good.\rquote  he said under his breath.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Tammie Sue asked.\par
\tab It was complicated; the girl shouldn\rquote t be without her daddy; there would be too many questions from investigators\emdash why was her daddy under the sofa, naked, with a bullet trace traced from his asshole.  Whether or not the other boys would come forth and spill wasn\rquote t known.\par
\tab DJ inserted the bloodied/shitty barrel of the .38 into the girl\rquote s asshole and fired once.  Then to make it interesting he put the barrel into her pussy\emdash and pulled the trigger once.\par
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\tab An hour, hour and a half, DJ sat watching the girl.  Her daddy was indeed tucked underneath the upturned sofa.  At length he sighed, stood up and peed onto Tammie Sue\rquote s ass\emdash aiming for her hole and pussy.\par
\tab As he turned to leave, \ldblquote Guess you wont be fuckin\rquote  any more boys.\rdblquote\par
\tab Shutting off the lights he left the building sneaking his way home.  Halfway home and he paused long enough to dress.  At the hotel again he paused noting his dad\rquote s truck was there.\par
\tab\lquote Fuckin\rquote  asshole!\rquote  he called out.\par
\tab He hefted the .38 but shook his head tossing the weapon into the sewer.\par
\tab At home and he was in a funky mood; he showered, vomited, retched, vomited some more, then sat on the bathroom floor losing himself.  He cried, retched, and passed out from exhaustion.  That\rquote s how his sisters found him.  They carried their naked brother to his bed and figured he had started out drinking early, too.  Just like them.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dad\rquote s out screwing around again.\rdblquote  Megan said flatly.\par
\tab It was 6AM.  Arlene shrugged, \ldblquote At least he stays out of our hair.\rdblquote\par
I\rquote m not twisted\emdash but I am slightly bent\par
\tab\ldblquote Venger!?\rdblquote  pause  \ldblquote OUR Venger?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You know another?\rdblquote\par
\tab Rose couldn\rquote t think straight.  Venger.  The Mob wanted Venger iced.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote  she asked\emdash she had to ask.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lots of reasons,\rdblquote  Clavis sighed, \ldblquote mostly he\rquote s cutting into their action.\rdblquote\par
\tab Money, prostitutes, trafficking stolen goods\emdash children, shit like that.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wh-what are you going to do?\rdblquote\par
\tab Frankly, Clavis hadn\rquote t a clue.\par
\tab A hundred gee\rquote s up front, another four when the job was done.\par
\tab Five hundred thousand dollars!  Was that what a man\rquote s life was worth?\par
\tab According to the Mob\emdash yes!\par
\tab Lying in bed, staring mindlessly up to the ceiling, \ldblquote I have no idea.\rdblquote\par
\tab He did, but it required a lot of planning.\par
\tab (and it DID require icing Venger!)\par
\par
What time is it?\par
\tab It\rquote s Jolly time!\par
\tab It festered in him; it annoyed him; it drove him.  Somewhere in the world was his daughter\emdash her head filled with lies and untruths that only he could decipher and set straight.  First, though, he had to find her.  Certain powerful friends had abilities to hack into the main frame of city computers and had access to certain employees who had access to main frame computers.  Still, the information Jolly sought was elusive.  He needed another angle, another source to find his daughter.\par
\tab That angle led him to a church and to Mitchell Mikall.\par
\tab One fine Sunday morning just before the 2\super nd\nosupersub  service (11AM) and Jolly enabled his Divine Plan.  Previously and Jolly had noted the Target being \ldblquote friendly\rdblquote  with his daughter, Trisha.  Trisha was thirteen, long-long honey blond hair, long-long body, shapely, super nice ass with accompanying nice titties.  A great smile; perfect teeth, dazzling eyes, sensible jewelry (no nose studs, no lips studs, shit like that.)\par
\tab The father was tall, dark hair (not blond like his daughter); broad shoulders.\par
\tab The father/daughter friendly was more than \ldblquote friendly.\rdblquote   Jolly observed on the sly the father \ldblquote on the sly\rdblquote  sliding his hands from behind over his daughter\rquote s shoulders and down her front slyly copping a feel of her bodacious ta-tas.  The teenager turned around quickly slapping her father\rquote s chest but she was not angry.  They were at a church function and there were other peoples about\emdash but none were close enough to see the daddy\rquote s sly actions.\par
\tab The actions, though sly, had Jolly\rquote s attention.\par
\tab More attention was garnered when it was learned that the Target\rquote s wife worked at a social services department in the City.  That was interesting because she then would have access to files\emdash pertinent files Jolly Mack was interested in.\par
\tab The teenage girl was interesting, too.\par
\tab To enable his plan required some time, some finesse, some gall.\par
\tab Jolly Mack had the gall, it was the rest he would have to work on.\par
\tab So, in the meantime\'85\par
\par
Barfy McBooger Stain!\par
\tab\ldblquote Knock it off, booger breath!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s MY TURN, dog face!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You gave up YOUR turn, fart face!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No I didn\rquote t, barf burger!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Did so!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ut-uh!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, huh!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m tellin\rquote  mom, pig face!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You do and I\rquote ll pound you, Barfy McBooger Stain!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote ENOUGH!\rdblquote  yelled the arguing kids\rquote  mother walking in.\par
\tab Mom was pissed; whatever the kids were arguing about had gotten her attention and she\emdash had had\emdash enough.  The kids froze, they knew they had pushed it too far but had thought she wasn\rquote t close enough to barge in on them.\par
\tab In a nice modern day home in the shadow of the City, Michelle Kopesetic and her younger brother, Zack, fought over video game in their living room.  With the furnishings, paintings, knick-knacks, and so on it was clear that there was no \ldblquote man\rdblquote  in the house.  The mom, Maureen, was a woman on the edge; raising two young kids, maintaining a big two-story home, holding down a corporate job, dealing with jerks at said corporate job, arguing children had pushed her too far.\par
\tab Plopping down on the very nice paisley sofa she jerked her young seven year old son to her swatting his ass.  It sort of shocked his sister who tensed up.  Sure, as an older sister she enjoyed seeing her brother get in trouble\emdash usually yelled at or punished in some fashion other than physical.\par
\tab But one swat wasn\rquote t enough\emdash another came to the boy who stamped his feet and wailed.  Michelle gulped and clenched her fists.  Then\emdash THEN to her shock her mother yanked down Zack\rquote s pants and swatted him again!\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  blurted the girl aloud.\par
\tab Mom was pissed and glared at her young daughter.\par
\tab Then down came Zack\rquote s underwear and another swat smacked him hard.\par
\tab\ldblquote I have told you\emdash and told you\emdash and told you to get along and stop your damn arguing!\rdblquote  Mom\rquote s limit had definitely been pushed.\par
\tab Michelle was crying; brother Zack was more so.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry!\rdblquote  wailed the girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote Are you?\rdblquote  angrily whipped her mother.\par
\tab The pretty girl clad in a one-piece over-all outfit of light pink (with a dark pink girlie shirt underneath) nodded her head.  Her honey brown hair was in twin braids that hung down her chest; she had been angry earlier but now was frightened out of her wits.\par
\tab\ldblquote GET OVER HERE!\rdblquote  her mother yelled.\par
\tab Like wadding thru a cement creek the girl bawled her way to her mother and brother.  The boy was furiously rubbing her blistered ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote On your knees!\rdblquote  said her very pissed off mother.\par
\tab Michelle went to her knees having a close up view of her brother\rquote s bum.\par
\tab Sure, as brother and sister of close age they had seen one another naked; they even had bathed together!  Michelle could feel the heat from her brother\rquote s butt.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote If you\rquote re sorry,\rdblquote  said her mother, \ldblquote then kiss his butt.\rdblquote\par
\tab A bloodied axe murderer with a bloodied axe busting thru the front door wouldn\rquote t have had an impact on the young girl\emdash she was unmoved.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote If you\rquote re sorry\emdash KISS\emdash HIS\emdash BUTT!\rdblquote\par
\tab Michelle shook her head slowly\emdash\lquote no fucking way.\rquote\par
\tab So mom swatted her son\rquote s bare ass HARD.\par
\tab The boy\rquote s screams reached that level where only dogs could hear.\par
\tab Terrified, confused, horrified, Michelle wailed as she leaned in and put her lips to her brother\rquote s smooth burning red ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote Each cheek!\rdblquote  insisted her mother.\par
\tab Crying and carrying on the girl kissed Zack\rquote s other cheek.\par
\tab Maureen then stood her son up, pulled off his blue shirt\emdash then stepped him out of his pants and undies.  Turning him around SHE FONDLED HIS JUNK!  His little cock and balls she fondled-fondled-fondled.  It wasn\rquote t really too shocking for Michelle but she did feel that it was\emdash a bit odd.\par
\tab Then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Kiss his pee-pee.\rdblquote\par
\tab OMG!\par
\tab Michelle brown eyes widened in pure unadulterated shock.  She couldn\rquote t even summon up a \ldblquote NO FUCKING WAY!\rdblquote\par
\tab Way.\par
\tab Like a hand\emdash and invisible hand pushing from behind her on her shoulders, Michelle \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her brother\rquote s pee-pee.  She kissed the bulbous tip before being encouraged \ldblquote strongly\rdblquote  encouraged to suck on the head.\par
\tab After diddling her tongue in the piss slit the very frightened and mostly confused girl began taking the brotherly dong into her mouth.  At seven year\rquote s old, though, Zack\rquote s schlong wasn\rquote t much to take.  (and it didn\rquote t take but a couple of up and down motions to get the smallish wang hard.\par
\tab Zach\rquote s ass was still on fire but so was his mind.  Confusion reigned supreme.  His mom stood him off to one side and it was his sister\rquote s turn.\par
\tab Sure, young Zack had seen his sister naked many-many times and it was no big deal.  This time, though\'85\par
\tab Maureen undone her daughter\rquote s bib-overall, the brass coupling.  The garment easily fell away and then her pink shirt was removed followed by the lowering of her off-pink panties.  Only when her mother pulled her to her knees did the girl freak out knowing what was pending.\par
\tab\ldblquote NOOOO!\rdblquote  she screamed and wailed.\par
\tab But mom was strong and pulled her naked daughter to her lap and smacked her ass right quick.\par
\tab Michelle screamed\emdash and was hit again.  And then again.  And then once more before Zack was taken by the elbow and moved into position behind his distraught sister.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kiss her butt.\rdblquote  his mom said flatly.\par
\tab The boy was too confused to comply.  He couldn\rquote t comprehend the command and needed outside \ldblquote help.\rdblquote\par
\tab Slowly and the seven year old\emdash eight in five months\emdash leaned in to his sister\rquote s sweet bright reddened ass\'85and kissed it.  And then again on the other cheek before going for the deuce.  The hole.  The funk hole.  The stinker.\par
\tab It was at that time the boy\rquote s mind blanked out.\par
\tab His sister was still with some of her mind (but was close to losing it, too.)\par
\tab The kids\rquote  mom, Maureen, still retained some of her faculties\emdash but not for long.  She wavered between realities and was high strung on WTF?  Michelle was turned about and perched on her mother\rquote s knee; legs spread.  The boy was \ldblquote encouraged\rdblquote  to \ldblquote lick her out\rdblquote  where she peed from.  The boy stared and stared and tried in vain to comprehend the command.  He eventually complied\emdash again, strongly encouraged and basically \ldblquote pushed\rdblquote  into service.\par
\tab One lick, two lick, three lick\emdash four!\par
\tab Maureen\rquote s eyes of brown bulged as her mind tried to grasp what was going on.  Her young son LICKING her young daughter\rquote s vagina!  And after licking\emdash fucking!  He wasn\rquote t particularly good at it (but it was his first time!)  Zack required a lot of schooling; his little dick gouged his sister\rquote s slit, barely made entry, bent, and took nearly 3-minutes before it finally\emdash FINALLY! went in.\par
\tab Michelle made a yelp as she was breeched.  Her hymen was still intact, though\emdash Zack\rquote s schlong was not enough to bust that.  Yet.\par
\tab\lquote take\emdash off\emdash your\emdash clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Maureen shook her head, she slung her head, she clenched her head.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote get undressed\emdash now!\rquote\par
\tab Maureen was already at the breaking point of what she could cope with; the command to get naked\emdash in the presence of her children was a bit much.  But then\emdash then she was!  She couldn\rquote t believe it\emdash it was like\emdash it was like someone else was undressing her; but she herself was doing the undressing.  She wore sensible clothing; a beige vest, white blouse, knee length beige slacks.  Off those garments came falling away to the carpeted floor unfolded.  Off came her beige bra concealing those very nice 32-Bs.  Her auburn hair was nice; full bodied, lots of life, just to the shoulders\emdash professionally styled.\par
\tab Maureen stood clenching her fists; her eyes of brown stared straight ahead to the stranger before her.  In her frazzled mind she couldn\rquote t even summon up a \ldblquote who are you?\rdblquote   The \ldblquote stranger\rdblquote  stared back\emdash and did so for some minutes before taking matters into his own hands\emdash literally\emdash by taking the woman\rquote s beige panties down.\par
\tab A colorful butterfly was on the upper area of her womaness.  A rearing, snorting unicorn was on the opposite side; on her right butt cheek was a flying bat with Russian cryptic words underneath (I come for you); and a coiled green snake with wings and a face of a demon woman on the other cheek.\par
\tab Positioning the woman on the sofa, legs spread wide, Jolly Mack eyed the delectable pussy of the woman; not hair one!  The kids stood off side in total bewilderment.  The stranger undressed and stood masturbating before them.  He even had Barfy McBooger Stain and Pig Face masturbate him\emdash followed by kissing the head of his pee-pee and then\emdash THEN suck!\par
\tab Barfy McBooger Stain\emdash aka Zack\emdash made a face of extreme displeasure as he engulfed the head of the stranger\rquote s schlong.  The boy fondled the man\rquote s hairless ball sac and sucked on the head until it seemed as though he were about to spew.  Not wanting to deal with vomit on his junk and Jolly had the boy quit\emdash and allow his sister, Pig Face aka Michelle, to have her turn.\par
\tab After sucking Jolly\rquote s schlong, Zack was pressed into licking out his mom\rquote s pussy.  Jolly masturbated furiously as he watched the tyke lick.  His mom was only partly aware\emdash she was too confused to fully comprehend.  Michelle wailed as she was fully aware.  Jolly held her to himself, fingering her pussy and clutching her tightly to himself (with his cock pressed up between her legs.)\par
\tab And after licking his mom\rquote s cunt\emdash\par
\tab Fucking!\par
\tab Fucking his mom\rquote s cunt.  But like with his sister, Zack\rquote s little schlong wasn\rquote t quite up to the task.  Jolly smacked the boy\rquote s ass, fondled his balls, and gingerly guided the lad\rquote s dork into his mom\rquote s twat.\par
\tab Still no-go.\par
\tab Soooo,\par
\tab Positioning his sister on the cushion beside his mother, spreading the girl\rquote s legs, and coercing her to finger herself\emdash ta-da!  Success!  Zack\rquote s cock intensified by a visual aid got hard enough and he pumped his mom\rquote s pussy with great vigor.  Sure, it wasn\rquote t a \ldblquote tight\rdblquote  pussy but that part didn\rquote t matter.\par
\tab After a couple of minutes of earnest pumping and the boy was switched out.\par
\tab Maureen\rquote s eyes were glazed over.  Jolly smiled at her and as he entered her juiced up cunt he caressed her face.  Beside them and Zack was once more pressed into fucking his sister.  The girl wavered between realities; the boy had no idea but to go with the flow\emdash and fuck!\par
\tab Jolly got his jollies with the kids\rquote  mother then turned his attention once more to the kids.  With his cock still raging hard he took over fucking Michelle while Zack squashed himself on his mother\rquote s face\emdash his cock buried into her mouth.  Michelle wiggled some as Jolly\rquote s mighty dick entered her.  He wasn\rquote t able to make full vaginal entry but that was alright.  He pumped, spewed, poked her asshole, humped her gash, re-fucked her cunt, and finished with cumming on her sweet-sweet face.\par
\tab Then he took a shower, had some wine, and took a nap!\par
\tab Upon awakening\emdash he boned Maureen again.  It felt good.  She moaned, she groaned, her face was perplexed\emdash as was her mind.  This allowed Jolly to dink with her mind having her mindset of engaging sexually with her children.  Not only would she suck the bejeezus out of her son AND have sex with him she would also lick out her daughter\rquote s cunt.  Zack and Michelle would continue to have sex\emdash all with mom\rquote s blessing!\par
\tab Jolly then re-fucked Michelle getting his cock into her sex a little further.\par
\tab More wine, another nap, then he was off to contemplate the mysteries of his life.\par
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The Last Star Fighter\emdash alive and well living at the beach front Star Light Trailer Park\par
\tab The cabinet hummed (and was warm!)  Sounds aplenty \ldblquote exploded\rdblquote  from the speakers accompanied by flashes of lights.  A Kodan destroyer was to the left; another hid among the starlestrial amoebas swarming that part of the galaxy.  A pair of cruiser and a small armada of assorted ass-kickers thwarted Alex\rquote s attempt at a high score.  Not just a high score but THE high score\emdash currently he had amassed 4,450,909 points.  The goal, the ultimate goal for All Time High Score was 5,000,000.  Knocking out the destroyer and the cruisers would get him to that goal\emdash but first!\par
\tab The armada.\par
\tab It was 10PM in the Star Light trailer park nestled against the beach nestled against the grand ocean.  It was a rundown park for trailers\emdash and people.  Mostly retired folk dwelled there but there were others; some worked, some were lazy, some were disabled, some were children, some were Alex Rowgann.\par
\tab Alex was sixteen; a nice guy, goofy looks, not enthused with sports, hankering for a better life\emdash out of the trailer park where he lived with his little brother and single mother.  Alex\rquote s passion was the video game; there were a couple of pinball machines and other tabletop video game consoles; but the stand alone video console \ldblquote The Last Starfighter\rdblquote  was the coolest and one that Alex excelled in.  (his mother, of course, wished that he would \ldblquote excel\rdblquote  in school but whatever made him happy\emdash ier.\par
\tab Blasting the armada was first up in his quest at blasting the cruisers and destroyer.  Not an easy task; Alex already had spent a good part of an hour making it to the final battle of the galaxy\emdash yay, the universe!  The snack bar slash mini grocery store had already closed; Jamis, the old black caretaker and operator of the store was sweeping up and came to watch Alex make his way to the top high score of all time.\par
\tab\ldblquote Good gravy!\rdblquote  said Jamis, \ldblquote You\rquote s jest about got it!\rdblquote  the old retired truck driver cheered Alex on and got him a free bottle of rootbeer for his efforts.  No one in the park had even come close to the Alex\rquote s already high score.  There were other teens who came to the park; friends and relatives of the park\rquote s inhabitants, friends of Alex\emdash none had ever made it to the Final Battle.\par
\tab In the park there was a girl\emdash of course!  She was sort of/kind of Alex\rquote s girl.  They weren\rquote t dating, they hadn\rquote t had sex; they were \ldblquote friends\rdblquote .  Maggie, the girlfriend, was \ldblquote sweet\rdblquote  on Alex; there were boys at their high school who wanted Maggie as their own and plied her with gifts, showered her with affection\emdash unwanted, and wooed her.  She was \ldblquote friends\rdblquote  and friendly with them but was not interested in pursuing anything with any of them.  She liked Alex \lquote cause he was not after her\emdash he wasn\rquote t seeking her body just her friendship.\par
\tab Racking up such a high score garnered Alex \ldblquote several\rdblquote  free plays.\par
\tab That came in handy when just shy of reaching the high goal he got blasted by a hiding in 3\super rd\nosupersub  space an unknown destroyer.  While trying to recover the remaining armada plus a remaining cruiser AND the ultimate Kodan destroyer descended on his smallish vessel and\'85blasted him.\par
\tab So he had to start over.\par
\tab 500,000 points from the Ultimate High Score.\par
\tab Fuck, shit, piss, motherfucker!\par
\tab A hour and some minutes and\'85blasted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Aw, shit, boy, you jest about had it.\rdblquote  said a disappointed Jamis.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote  said an even more disappointed Alex.\par
\tab Sighing, Alex shook his head\emdash he had racked up 10 free plays.\par
\tab But it was late; it was the weekend, no school tomorrow but he had some chores to do around the park\emdash his mom was the park manager.  She worked, too, as a waitress in the nearby pisshole town.\par
\tab\ldblquote You gonna try again?\rdblquote  Jamis asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, not tonight.\rdblquote  Alex said\emdash he had come so close!\par
\tab Disgruntled; aka pissed, Alex sauntered to his home.  Jamis tsked-tsked-tsked, shook his old grey head, stared at the flashing lights on the game console, and recalled fondly when he was a child\emdash chasing jack rabbits, chasing girls, skimming rocks, skinny dippin\rquote , playing the harmonica, chasin\rquote  girls, working the fields\emdash to this day he couldn\rquote t stand green beans!  And chasin\rquote  girls.  There were no electronic games \ldblquote back in his day.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Last Star Fighter slumped into bed and knew no more for some time to come.  His little brother, Louis, however\'85\par
\tab Not asleep.\par
\tab He had been waiting\emdash laying in wait so to speak.  He had his own room, it was small but it was in a 1960s style trailer.  Their mother, Jane, had the master room\emdash not much bigger than the boys\rquote  rooms.  She was sound asleep.  The hour was late, 11PM, and Louis slowly crept from his room.\par
\tab Down the hall, to the small kitchenette and out the side door.\par
\tab Summer was upon the trailer park; the juxtaposition of the park with the ocean to one side and a desert occupying space on the other made the summery nights\emdash warm.  It was almost 18 degrees Celsius (90 F) when Louis slipped out of the trailer.  There was a dim light above the door, one at the gate, then a couple of lights on phone poles throughout the park semi strategically placed.\par
\tab Ms. Maddison\rquote s dog, Little Boy, barked.  Louis flipped him off and continued on his way.  Mr. Ha was up late, again, watching television.  Louis liked Mr. Ha, he was Korean and made the best candies!  Dobey McKillus sat on his front porch, naked, smoking a joint.  Dobey, or Dopey as the park\rquote s residence referred to him as, had a broken body\emdash a result from his stint as a rodeo cowboy.\par
\tab On he went.\par
\tab It should be noted, here, that directly across from the Star Light trailer park was the No-Tell Motel\emdash remember?  DJs dad flinging his fling with the tramp?\par
\tab Down a path, a short-cut, and to the sort of alley where he met up with Maggie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry I\rquote m late,\rdblquote  he said with a shrug, \ldblquote Alex just got in.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote How\rquote d he do?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He didn\rquote t say so I guess he didn\rquote t make it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maggie sighed, that was a bummer; Alex didn\rquote t have a lot going for him, goals and such.  The Star Fighter game was really something for him.\par
\tab Down a small pathway that eventually led to the remote beach.  The beach was inaccessible except for those from the trailer park.  The beach was concave surrounded by big slick rocks, seaweed, discolored sand, noisy waves, more sand, more rocks, and shallow wade pools\emdash then an immediate steep deep drop-off.  The currents of the sea were at the ready to suck unwary waders and swimmers out to their watery deaths.\par
\tab But the pathway diverted to an open cave; a mass of overgrowth had covered a section of landscape whereas the path going thru formed a sort of \ldblquote cave\rdblquote  being some 30 feet by 20 feet.  About in the middle there was another cave, or indentation.  This was Maggie and Louis\rquote  destination.\par
\tab The inner cave had a few items; planks of wood, an anchor, non-working brass lantern, odds and ends suitable for a boat, ship, shit like that.  The local youths made the cave their hideout and played \ldblquote pirate.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maggie and Louis played something else.\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t much light; Maggie had a small handheld flashlight and sat it up on its end so it\rquote s light illuminated the small cave.  Thereafter and Maggie\rquote s hand went straight to Louis\rquote  crotch.  Louis giggled and as he was fondled he pulled off his shirt.  Maggie undone his pants and tugged them down along with his undies.  Fondle! Fondle! Fondle!  Louis had wood.\par
\tab Off came Maggie\rquote s top; no bra.  down\emdash and off\emdash came Maggie\rquote s jeans AND panties.  Sitting on her clothes, legs spread, she continued to tantalize her young charge.\par
\tab\ldblquote Alex would flip if he knew about this.\rdblquote  chuckled Louis.\par
\tab\ldblquote I bet.\rdblquote  said Maggie seriously.\par
\tab So would his mother.\par
\tab Caressing Louis bare ass she drew the boy to her placing his little dick between her teenage titties.  She loved little boys, not too young, but none older than ten\emdash there was that one boy, though; he had been eleven.  Exceptions.\par
\tab With the ocean\rquote s waves crashing in the background, Maggie took Louis\rquote  puddling into her mouth and sucked him hard.  Louis liked\emdash a lot!  Maggie liked, too.  A lot!  She sucked the boy\rquote s fuzzless ball sac, squeezed his butt cheeks, and sucked-sucked-sucked him.  The she laid down, spread her legs wider, and positioned Louis between.  It wasn\rquote t their first time and Louis glided his cock into Maggie\rquote s willing cunt.\par
\tab The girl moaned open entry.  Alex would indeed \ldblquote flip.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Sure, he wasn\rquote t a pro but that didn\rquote t matter; not to Maggie.  Clutching the boy\rquote s smooth ass the middle aged teen shuddered as she felt a wave of orgasm shudder thru her.  She tried to pull the boy into her being; her legs wrapped about his the two wallowed in their illicit union.\par
\tab Another wave she endured; looking into DJs eyes she saw her reflection and saw the boy\rquote s glazed over eyes.  He sighed deeply and lay on her mindlessly fondling her sensitive breasts.  For a moment\emdash nothing.  Only the sound of the crashing waves outside the cave made the only interruption.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Louis?  Louis?  You in there?\rdblquote\par
\tab Shit.  Shit-shit-shit-double fucking shit.\par
\tab Maggie froze\emdash this wasn\rquote t good.\par
\tab Louis froze\emdash ejaculated\emdash relaxed even more, then turned his head.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Been lookin\rquote  for ya.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You found me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Maggie sighed and relaxed a little, it was Louis friend, DJ.\tab\par
\tab DJ entered the not-so-secret cave.  Squatting down and letting his eyes adjust to the darkness\emdash the flashlight Maggie had had been knocked over during her fuck fest with Louis, he smiled at Maggie.  He could just see her delicious globes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  DJ said kind of embarrassed.\par
\tab Maggie sighed, \ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote   Good timing\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s doin\rquote ?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Both Maggie and Louis looked to the boy conveying \lquote are you serious?\rquote\par
\tab Louis eased off of Maggie and sat on his clothes methodically fondling his dick\emdash realizing that he had cum.  Maggie wouldn\rquote t like that; she liked young boys \lquote cause they had a low potential of getting her pregnant.  The cum coating his cock was slick, slippery, icky.\par
\tab\ldblquote What are you doing out so late?\rdblquote  Maggie asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goofing around,\rdblquote  DJ said with a shrug, \ldblquote checking up someone, spying on people.\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ was an alright kid, she knew his sisters, knew about his mom (and knew about his cheating dad, too!)\par
\tab A slight moment of pause came upon them, then\emdash\par
\tab Noting DJ gouging the heel of his hand to his apparent boner,\par
\tab\ldblquote You might as well join us.\rdblquote  Maggie said to him.\par
\tab DJ knew that Louis and Maggie were fooling around but he had yet to join in.  Quickly he pulled off his shirt and shucked his shoes and jeans.  Maggie fingered herself and was only mildly aware of the \ldblquote extra\rdblquote  viscous goo on her pussy.  Louis was ten, did he cum? she wondered.  He was almost eleven, of course; boys at that age were cummers.  But what about ten year olds?\par
\tab Before any panic could beset the teen DJ was between her legs with his teenage dick leading the way.\par
\tab Suck-suck-suck!  Maggie\rquote s mouth enveloped DJs dong; she talently rolled her tongue about the super sensitive crown, diddled the piss slit, then marched down the shaft tantalizing the boy to no end.  He was speechless!  Maggie gripped his smooth white ass totally mesmerizing the boy until he right off blew a load.  The spunk blasted off in her mouth coating her tonsils.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn!\rdblquote  announced the boy.\par
\tab Maggie coughed a little, sputtered, and spit out the goo.  She wasn\rquote t a swallower!  She did fondle his balls and contemplate her next move.  The boy wasn\rquote t ready to quit; he was young, viral, hard, and \ldblquote ready\rdblquote  to go again.  Maggie found, too, that her pussy was \ldblquote swamped\rdblquote  and aching.\par
\tab\lquote you\rquote d better not get me pregnant!\rquote  she cooed to herself then positioned herself on her clothes.  A smile on DJs face would be there for some time.  Laying down on the girl his cum squirter firstly grinded against Maggie\rquote s snatch.  Louis masturbated beside them watching\emdash he liked to watch people fuck.  Maggie reached between their bodies finding the boy\rquote s love tool and guided it into her sex.\par
\tab The fuck was on.\par
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And the Lord said unto John \ldblquote Come forth and receive eternal life!\rdblquote  But John came fifth and received a free toaster\par
\tab Sunday morning worship; the choir was in rare form\emdash they were singing together on cue and in key!  The congregation was numerous (which pleased the preacher (and the treasurer!)).   Target Mitchell Mikall (remember him?) copped a feel of his teenage daughter (which pleased Subjector Targeter Jolly Mack.)\par
\tab A plan had been set in motion since the first time Jolly had noted Mitchell \ldblquote copping a feel.\rdblquote   The teenage daughter didn\rquote t seem all that opposed, either.  That was interesting.  The girl, clad in a short-short skirt (inappropriate for wearing to church but whatever) was a happy-go-lucky girl; long-long blond hair, nice-nice titties, great ass.  Her daddy firstly embraced his child hugging her from behind sliding his hands down her front squeezing her breasts.  The girl, Trisha, did so infacto \ldblquote reach\rdblquote  behind her to grasp holt of her daddy\rquote s bulge.  She did!\par
\tab It was assumed that if they had had time (and privacy) they would have fucked right then and there.  As it was, they were in the enclosed foyer where there were a few patrons of the church mingling; a few desks with propaganda (and propaganda pushers) scattered about, and no place for fucking.\par
\tab Enter Jolly.\par
\tab Jolly wasn\rquote t alone.  He carried in his arms a pretty five year old.  She was wiggly, as most children are.  She was cute, chubby cheeks, and wearing an even shorter skirt than Trisha!  But for the five year old it was ok.\par
\tab Also with him was a pretty light brown haired girl of twelve\emdash almost thirteen!  An eleven year old and a very pretty eight year old.  All clad in short dresses appropriate for church wear.\par
\tab Jolly and Mitchell locked eyes; Jolly nodded and shifted the little tyke in his arms angling his body just so\emdash just so as no one lingering in the foyer could see.  Could see the fact that the little five year old was going Commando!  No panties!\par
\tab The fact was indeed seen by the Target\emdash his eyes feasted\emdash FEASTED on the child\rquote s nakedness.  Daringly, Jolly opened the girl\rquote s legs giving Mitchell a reason to live.  The tallish man eyed the little girl\rquote s naked poon and moaned eternally.  Jolly nodded to the man conveying subtly \ldblquote come here\emdash come here and I\rquote ll give you a better view.\rdblquote\par
\tab Up close and personal.\par
\tab Mitchell\rquote s daughter scampered off to be with friends and to merge into the church for services had just begun.  Mitchell lingered casually gouging the heel of his hand to his burgeoning boner.  A bead of sweat had appeared on his upper lip and Jolly swore he could hear the man\rquote s heart beating.\par
\tab Smiling, Jolly embraced by the shoulders twelve year old Stacie.  Very pretty girl, well poised, beginner\rquote s breasts, slim, trim, smiling, pantiless.\par
\tab Mitchell\rquote s eyes widened as Jolly slowly-slowly-s-l-o-w-l-y raised the girl\rquote s light blue flowery mid-thigh length dress\emdash revealing the fact that she also was without proper undergarments.\par
\tab\lquote Oh My God!\rquote  was etched on the Christian man\rquote s lips.\par
\tab Jolly could tell that he ached, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote This one, too.\rdblquote  Jolly said gently guiding the eleven year old into a sort of alcove where he not so slowly raised her red flowery dress\emdash no panties!  The man gawking nearly melted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is there someplace\'85more private?\rdblquote  Jolly asked.\par
\tab Mitchell nodded and produced some keys.  \ldblquote I have an office.\rdblquote\par
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Young Marrieds\par
\tab Young Marrieds the white plaque on the wall by the door of the brick church building read.  Out of the enclosed foyer, out to the large open foyer courtyard where there were two-two story buildings flanking plus a large community building housing the kitchen, the get-together room, and indoor sports arena.\par
\tab Young Marrieds, Singles, Young Adults, Children of various ages, Teens, and so on occupied space in these buildings; Mitchell taught a class \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote  but not now.  His office was on the outside facing the \ldblquote C\rdblquote  parking lot.\par
\tab Inside he adjusted the a/c; there were two comfy sofas, a desk, a private bathroom, bookcases, no other door(s).  Jolly lifted Gloria\rquote s dress right off and the youngster giggled and blushed.\par
\tab Nodding to Stacie and Gabby the girls slipped off their dresses and stood nude\emdash stood nude before an addlepated Mitchell.  Stacie held her hands before her nakedness being embarrassed.  Gabby did likewise while little Gloria swung her arms spinning like a ballerina.\par
\tab Time to sate the agitated Mitchell.\par
\tab Jolly freed his cock\emdash it was hard and already glistening at the piss hole.\par
\tab Waggling his cock and it was little Gloria who took the offering; her little hands gripped the stick and squeezed.  She giggled and was soooo adorable!  Then she kissed the glistening knob before slipping her lips over the head.\par
\tab Mitchell looked like he was about to faint.\par
\tab Jolly nodded to him saying \ldblquote They\rquote ll take care of you.\rdblquote  And looking to the two naked girls \ldblquote Wont you?\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls gulped and nodded; they were embarrassed but got on their knees before the well-dressed tall man.  He fumbled getting his dick out of his black trousers.  It was hard.  Hard enough to hunt with!  Stacie took the man\rquote s prong and looked it over as if she were looking over something to eat at a buffet.  Then she stuck out her tongue and began licking the pisser!\par
\tab Had Mitchel Mikall not been against his desk he surely would have collapsed.  Stacie tantalized the man to no end; Gabby laid out on the blue carpeted floor, spreading her legs and sending the 30-something year old into orbit.  Then he looked to Jolly and Gloria\emdash and Gloria was with her mouth fully over the man\rquote s cock head\emdash and sucking!\par
\tab Sperm exploded from Mitchell\rquote s dick splattering onto Stacie\rquote s face.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t really appreciate it all that much; she made a yucky sound and equally yucky facial expression.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck him.\rdblquote  Jolly told the girl.\par
\tab Stacie made another face of displeasure; but, closing her eyes she took the man\rquote s cock into her mouth and sucked-sucked-sucked (all the while gagging and making faces.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Does your daughter suck you?\rdblquote  Jolly asked off-handedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not yet.\rdblquote  The girl Jolly had seen WAS masturbating her daddy; they got naked together, he fingered her, she toyed with his cock AND occasionally got him off.  No anal, no vaginal.  Mitchell didn\rquote t even go down on her\emdash yet.\par
\tab Despite cumming, Mitchell\rquote s dick remained steadfastly hard.\par
\tab Gabby remained on the floor friggin\rquote  her sex.\par
\tab Jolly nodded to Stacie who had wiped her face off of the goo splatter.  She nodded back and moved onto the comfy cushion of the sofa behind her.  There, perched on the edge of the cushion and her shoulders back to the back of the sofa, she presented herself.  \par
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\pard\tab Mitchell stroked his cock, glanced to the naked pre-teen on the floor, glanced to the cock sucking five year old, and then to Jolly.  Jolly smiled and nodded and Mitchell positioned himself between Stacie\rquote s legs licking her pussy out to his content.\par
\tab Jolly filled Gloria\rquote s mouth with his love cream\emdash then pulled out and humped her sweet-sweet face.  The girl giggled and was pulled up into the man\rquote s arms.  Mitchell licked, lapped, nipped, sucked, and jammed his tongue into the recesses that was Stacie\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab No more nodding, no more glancing; after licking his fill of the girl\rquote s poon he moved up guiding his manhood into her crevice.  Stacie grimaced, clenched the edge of the cushion, made another face, and was essentially fucked.  Mitchell guided himself into the girl and in his mind he was fucking his daughter.\par
\tab Three minutes in (in Stacie\rquote s pussy) and Mitchell Mikall blew his load.\par
\tab Then he melted.\par
\tab Pulling out he sat back soaked in sweat; steam wafted off of his bone, his mind was gone.\par
\tab\lquote I can help you\emdash do the same to your daughter.\rquote  Jolly said flatly.\par
\tab Mitchell looked to him conveying \ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I can help you,\rdblquote  Jolly said aloud, \ldblquote fuck your daughter.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mitchell stared at Jolly a couple of seconds, then to Stacie, then back to Jolly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote  he blinked his eyes and seemed to be in some agony.  Then he nodded, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab Just like that!  Ok!\par
\tab Ok!\par
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Friends help you hide the body; best friends help you eat it\'85\par
\tab A great deal of noise was coming from a horse trailer.  There WAS, of course, a horse within the trailer but something was amiss.  The horse wasn\rquote t exactly agitated\emdash just standing there with its big head sticking out the back doors.  It was one of those palomino type horses, very nice looking horse\emdash calm and still.\par
\tab It was worth a look.\par
\tab Inside the trailer was indeed a full standing palomino horsey\emdash and underneath was a woman all tied up; hogtied and gagged.  She was very upset; even more with the great horse peeing on her.\par
\tab DJ looked to Louis, Louis looked to DJ.\par
\tab\ldblquote Should we do something?\rdblquote  Louis asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think we should move on.\rdblquote  DJ replied.\par
\tab Good idea.\par
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\pard\tab Sure, fucking a girl, a teenage girl, was fun and all, but so was exploring.\par
\tab Louis and DJ, after a time with Maggie, struck off from the trailer park to be boys and explore.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whattya we do now?\rdblquote  asked Louis.  He seldom left the park, he went to school and to the mall\emdash but always with other people.  The park was safer and less risky than the wide world.  But he was in the company of DJ\emdash what could go wrong?\par
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Spy games: the next generation\par
\tab It was early morning; Saturday, time for mischief.  From the Star Light trailer park by the sea the DJ and Louis made their way thru a field of wild flowers, weeds, hollihocks, herb geraniums and the like coming to pause at the No-Tell Motel.  DJ\rquote s Dad\rquote s truck wasn\rquote t there.  Didn\rquote t mean anything\emdash they could have hooked up anywhere.  Fuckers.\par
\tab The boys kept to the far side of the road in the rough making their way haphazardly along with no destination in mind.  That\rquote s when after emerging thru an open field to a residential area mini park they saw a one Jim Freemon.  DJ knew Jim; he was an alright guy, a nice guy, played soccer and so did DJ.  Jim helped coach DJs soccer team and one time bought pizza for the team when the team won a game.  So he was alright and worthy of seeing what he was up to\emdash\lquote cause it was obvious to DJ that the fourteen year old was \ldblquote up to something.\rdblquote\par
\tab In the house of Summer Longtree, Jim and the dark haired girl with a great-great-great tight-tight-tight ass chatted about school, parents, siblings, sneaking out to a secluded party, shit like that.  Also present were Summer\rquote s little sister, Autumn.\par
\tab No one seemed to be in the house.  That was good, \lquote cause\'85\par
\tab When Summer finally shut up and turned to sort some fresh baked cookies on a cookie tray to transfer them to plastic containers to take to a party no one had to sneak to\emdash\par
\tab The fourteen year old suddenly went still.\par
\tab Jim let out his breath and hesitated a bit before clearing his throat and stepping closer to the girl.  He brushed up against her.  Nothing.  No reaction.  He put himself \ldblquote right behind her\rdblquote  seriously invading her space.  No reaction.  Nothing.\par
\tab Daringly he put his hand on her butt.\par
\tab Holding his breath he waited for her to turn around and smack him.\par
\tab Didn\rquote t happen.  Nothing happened.\par
\tab On most days and Summer Longtree was in jeans, pants, shorts, sometimes an awesome swimsuit.  On some days and Summer Longtree was in a dress.  She was a bit of a tomboy, pitched for her softball team, climbed trees, rocks, boulders, the school\rquote s buildings\'85\par
\tab But she was, too, a girl.  And sometimes that \ldblquote girl\rdblquote  came out and chose to wear a dress\emdash mostly to shock her friends and family.  Like me when I drink a glass of water\emdash just to shock my liver.\par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab The dress was a nice-nice summery dress; blue, light blue, light and airy, shirtdress with rolled sleeves and almost to the knee.  Her dark hair was thick, long, bouncy and hung loosely on her shoulders.  The was some sort of awesome perfume she wore, too; it sent the fifteen year old boy who contemplated with great trepidation his next move.\par
\tab And his next move was \ldblquote lifting\rdblquote  Summer\rquote s dress.\par
\tab Holding his breath he waited\'85and waited\'85and realized that they were not totally alone.  Summer\rquote s little sister Autumn was there.  He had totally forgot about her.  She was cute, not a biological sibling but from a new daddy in the family.  Autumn was playing with some baubles and dolls in the adjacent laundry room.  As long as he could hear her he deemed it was safe to proceed.\par
\tab Blue panties.\par
\tab Light blue panties with white daises all over them.\par
\tab Nice.\par
\tab Real nice.\par
\tab Instant wood.\par
\tab Shifting position from Summer\rquote s right side to her left so as he could keep a dutiful eye on the laundry room Jim continued his frolic by slipping his hand inside Summer\rquote s panties.  He fondled, felt, and then delved his fingers into her crack.\par
\tab Not a thing from Summer\emdash she didn\rquote t even bat an eye!\par
\tab Carefully\emdash carefully-carefully he placed the mind controller onto the granite counter and let out his breath.  How and where he had come to have an illegal-to-possess Device not known.  He had it and that was that.  He inched down the girl\rquote s panties and very nearly fainted.  This was too real.  Out of his jean shorts he freed his aching cock and pressed it against Summer\rquote s thigh, hip, and then her ass.\par
\tab He was just about out of his mind.\par
\tab Down-down-down came the panties\emdash ALL the way down.\par
\tab Panic was etched on the boy\rquote s face.  In the laundry room little Autumn continued singing to her dolls.  Jim put the back of his finger to Summer\rquote s pussy\emdash his mind blanked out and there was a little emission from his pisser.  His mind raced with thoughts of what to do next.\par
\tab Carefully-carefully-carefully he turned Summer, hands to her side, and raised her dress up\emdash and off.  It was daring\emdash very-very-daring.  A nice powder blue bra she had on and Jim freed the teenage beauties squeezing them.  He was captivated and begun to have a headache.  A side effect of using an EMAD.\par
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\pard\tab It wasn\rquote t easy but Jim managed to lay Summer onto the floor on her freshly removed dress.  Panties off her ankles he spread her legs and eyed her pussy with some delight.  A lot of delight.  He drooled.  His cock drooled.  Gulping, sweating, praying, Jim laid his hardened prick against the teen\rquote s twat and began humping.  No penetration; for the moment and he was satisfied with humping the crevice.\par
\tab Back to her breasts.  They were fascinating to Jim; he squeezed them, pinched them, kissed them, sucked them.  By then his cock was IN Summer\rquote s cunt and there was nothing to do then but to carry on.  The sensation was incredible.  He had no idea that actually fucking a girl trumped fucking his hand.  Summer made no indications of awareness.  He tried to pump slowly at first\emdash that last about thirty seconds.  As he continued fucking the sensation increased ten-fold.\par
\tab And then there was blast off.  The orgasm rocked Jim.  He had jacked off before; he had fucked his bed, pillow, best friend\rquote s ass, but this\emdash this was PUSSY!  Like a rabid rabbit he began to pump like it was his last fuck.\par
\tab And then he heard Autumn fart.\par
\tab Jim came.\par
\tab He felt the surge of his gooey love exploding thru his dick and out his piss slit\emdash and into Summer\rquote s cunt recess.  There was instant satisfaction.  It wasn\rquote t long lasting, though, but it was enough.  He was hooked.  Pussy was the thing.  The only thing.  He strained\emdash pulsated, shivered, shuddered, and completely emptied his balls.  Then he sighed and virtually collapsed onto the unwary Summer.  A second round?  A second cumming?  Yeah, he was ready for it\emdash but first!\par
\tab Autumn.\par
\tab The little girl was still singing\emdash and farting.  Jim had a slight problem as she was far into the laundry room by the window\emdash and to use the EMAD properly the User had to have a Direct Line o\rquote  Sight.  And pulling out of Summer only caused the boy to shudder and delve his schlong back into her for a quickie.\par
\tab And Jim was right into the groove (literally) when the singing child suddenly stopped singing and the shadows told the tale\emdash she was on the move and exiting the laundry room!\par
\tab Oh shit!\par
\tab Fuckus-interruptus!  Jim flew off of Summer, grabbed the EMAD off the counter, turned, and zapped the little girl who may or may not have seen the naked Jim in the kitchen.\par
\tab His heart was beating out of his chest.\par
\tab He waited.\par
\tab Sweat stung his eyes.\par
\tab Cum dripped from his pisser.\par
\tab Little Autumn stood absolutely still.\par
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\pard\tab She had stopped singing, she was carrying one of her dolls in her little hands and was absolutely still.  Jim stepped up to her and went to his knees.  Incredible blue eyes did the child have.  He gave a quirky smile and put his hands on her hips.\par
\tab Then her butt.\par
\tab Pause.\par
\tab Holding his breath and Jim SQUEEZED the six year old\rquote s ass.\par
\tab No blinking.  No ahming.  No nothing.\par
\tab Jim made a quirky smile, brushed his finger against her lips, then fingered her.  He fingered her.  He put his finger between her legs and FINGERED!\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab The marvel of the EMAD.\par
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\tab What gall.\par
\tab What daring.\par
\tab What a way to punch his ticket straight to hell!  After some serious fingering and for no other reason than \ldblquote just because\rdblquote ; fifteen year old Jim Freemon undone six year old Autumn\rquote s jeans AND TUGGED THEM DOWN!  He did!  Nice yellow kiddie panties greeted him.  A look over his shoulder to the still unwary Summer and Jim tugged down Autumn\rquote s panties and gawked with serious perversion at the child\rquote s nakedness.\par
\tab Then he stood and waggled his cock in front of the girl\rquote s face.\par
\tab Then he put it in her mouth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Taste your sister\rquote s pussy!\rdblquote  he chortled as he gently pressed his cum squirter into the girl\rquote s mouth.  Not all the way, just the head.  Then he pulled out and pressed his prick against her sweet face before gently laying her down, removing her jeans and panties, spreading her legs\emdash and going down on her.\par
\tab His cock ached.\par
\tab His balls ached.\par
\tab His head ached.\par
\tab His tongue\emdash didn\rquote t ache.  His tongue flicked all over the smooth hairless child\rquote s pussy and with some effort he got IN to the girl\rquote s cunny crevice bringing his assault to an apex by laying his prick against the slit and humping thereon.  He humped\emdash humped-grinded-grinded-came.\par
\tab The emission was fantastic.  Gobs of sperm exploded onto the girl\rquote s body; most soiled her vagina with a strand streaking up her young naked body.  Jim pressed his cock hard into her groove finding himself desiring deeply wanting to FUCK the child.\par
\tab Somehow he managed to curb himself from doing so.  But it wasn\rquote t easy.\par
\tab Then the front door opened.\par
\tab\ldblquote Summer, Autumn, you home?\rdblquote\par
\tab Shit\emdash shit\emdash shit-shit-shit-shit-shit.\par
\tab\ldblquote Girls, come help me, I\rquote ve got groceries.\rdblquote\par
\tab Shit-shit-shit-shit-shit-shit-shit-shit.\par
\tab Jim could smell the woman\rquote s perfume\emdash something of roses.  She was in the middle of the living room, still calling for her girls, juggling bags of groceries, keys, her life.  Thoughts aplenty ran amok thru Jim\rquote s mind; jumping out in front of her and zapping her with the EMAD; hiding behind the door (and zapping her with the EMAD); running out the backdoor butt naked with no explanation as to why Nina\rquote s two daughters were laying naked on the kitchen floor\'85\par
\tab Nah.\par
\tab Panic was trying to ensnare the freshman high schooler\emdash being busted in the house would be bad enough and would warrant a hard stare to both himself and Summer\emdash\lquote NO BOYS IN DA HOUSE WHEN A PARENTAL UNIT IS NOT PRESENT.\rquote  Standard rule of thumb regardless of how well liked the BOY may be; being busted in the house with the two girls naked on the floor would be quite a trick to explain.\par
\tab So he didn\rquote t\emdash he zapped the woman right as she entered the kitchen and was distracted.  She froze solid and Jim felt his soul freeze, too.  Letting out his breath his mind ran crazily.  Now what?  Summer\rquote s bio mother was actually kinda hot.  She was in her thirties; short dark hair with not much style but it was thick and nice regardless.  The hair came to her shoulders and nice coiffed her face.  And what a nice face!  Light makeup, a gentle application of rose perfume, and sensible clothing\emdash a short to the knee greenish knit skirt with matching vest and a light green blouse.\par
\tab Taking the bags of groceries and Jim moved slowly in a perpetual motion of being experiencing an out-of-body transition.  It was bizarre.  Nina was unawares and that suited Jim.  He wavered his hand before her beautiful brown eyes, made a fart sound with his hands, and stood NAKED before her!  The woman didn\rquote t bat even an eye!\par
\tab Awesome!\par
\tab The skirt was undone from behind; a half zipper and the garment easily fell to her ankles.  She wore sensible green dress shoes and hose.  Basic white panties, bikini style!  Jim gulped, sweated, farted, and tugged the woman\rquote s panties down to her knees.\par
\tab He was petrified with growing fear.\par
\tab\lquote what the fuck am I doing!?\rquote\par
\tab Once Nina was on the floor beside her daughter\'85\par
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\pard\tab No thoughts\emdash only action.  His mind was frapped\emdash there was only the pussy.  The pussy.  The pussy.  Nothing else mattered\emdash all there was was the pussy.  The pussy.  \ldblquote When you\rquote re young,\rdblquote  according to Jim, \ldblquote there\rquote s nothing more important than fucking\emdash fucking pussy.  When you go to bed at night\emdash pussy.  Pussy is in your dreams.  When you wake up in the morning\emdash pussy.  It\rquote s there all around you all day long.  Pussy makes the world go.\rdblquote   The philosophy of a horny teenage boy.  Typical.  He liked sports, he liked hiking, camping, fishing, driving his dad\rquote s fucked up truck thru the fucked up desert as fast as possible, he liked hanging with his friends.\par
\tab But he loved pussy.\par
\tab Pussy was it.  Take that away and there was nothing left to live for.\par
\tab Fuck it.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t think he would be able to \ldblquote gently\rdblquote  lay Nina down onto the southwestern style red brick tiled floor\emdash OR be able to pull her back up to re-position her back to where she would remember last being.  He might be able to pull it off but he feared disturbing her and thus \ldblquote awakening\rdblquote  her.  He\rquote d still be naked and if she should come around and see him\'85\par
\tab That would be bad.\par
\tab Panties off, skirt hiked up, legs spread\emdash Jim slid his meat stick nicely into the woman\rquote s cunt.  Summer was his first fuck; he bragged to his friends that he had scored with a couple of girls at summer camp (but that was a lie.)  His only true fuck was his best friend\emdash they \ldblquote experimented\rdblquote  with sex with sex with each other.  Handjobbing, cocksucking, and ye olde butt fucking.  Just once, any more than that and you could consider yourself gay.\par
\tab So Summer was his first\emdash and her mother was his second!  He hadn\rquote t penetrated little Autumn so he didn\rquote t count her.\par
\tab Three full minutes later and he unleashed a magnificent load of spunk.\par
\tab The act totally drained him.\par
\tab Spies DJ and Louis scooted on to their next spy.\par
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Thru the river and over the woods\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Kathy Hawyood.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh, yeah\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And Bonnie Lookhere.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Stephanie Burkell, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Nora Dunt.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You like her?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Not a question of \ldblquote like\rdblquote ; you asked who I would like to do\'85and Nora Dunt I\rquote d like to do!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok, yeah, I can see that.\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ and Louis blatantly masturbated in the woods by the river.  They \ldblquote discussed\rdblquote  the girls they knew and who they would most likely like to \ldblquote do.\rdblquote   I.E. fuck.  \par
\tab\ldblquote And Ms. Hoopslurr.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Your teacher!?\rdblquote  exclaimed Louis.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hell yeah!\rdblquote  said DJ.  \ldblquote She\rquote s like twenty something, smells good, and I\rquote d definitely be up all in her shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab Louis giggled and continued with his wanking.\par
\tab Just then and they heard a noisy truck, a delivery truck delivering goods to a small mom/pop store that was across the nearby road.  The driver tossed open the side roll-up doors plucking out some goods.\par
\tab The goods was beer.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on!\rdblquote  said DJ to his young friend and struck off thru the wooded thicket coming out to where there was a good 20 yards of clear space to the truck.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whattya gonna do?\rdblquote  Louis asked.\par
\tab DJ didn\rquote t answer but smile his quirky smile.\par
\tab\ldblquote You go stand at the end of the truck and let me know when you see the driver.\rdblquote\par
\tab Louis complied and DJ \ldblquote helped\rdblquote  himself to some brews.\par
\tab\ldblquote HE\rquote S COMING!\rdblquote  almost shouted too loudly Louis.\par
\tab The boys fled back into the woods and kept fleeing to the river.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Look what I got from Maggie.\rdblquote  Louis giggled producing a baggie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  DJ said.  He wasn\rquote t too astonished, though.\par
\tab The beer wasn\rquote t too cold; but not warm or room temperature, either.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you know Korabeth Lottsy?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Isnt she that sixth grader?  Long blond and that one time wore that yellow outfit?  Short skirt?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, that the one\emdash I\rquote d definitely be up in her.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote d be up in any of them!\rdblquote  Louis giggled and took a hit from his joint.\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote ceptin\rquote  that Vicky Spew Me!  EWEWE!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, hell no!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And that seventh grade girl, Rhonda.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, yeah\emdash her, the guys all saying she\rquote s \ldblquote Rhonda, the four-wheel-drive experience!\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy laughed at the misfortunate girls who weighed more than a ton and were capable of making Ray Charles shudder.\par
\tab The more the boys drank, smoked, and thought up girls that they would like do\emdash the harder their young schlongs got to be.  And after a time\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You ever suck another dude\rquote s dick?\rdblquote  DJ casually asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK NO!\rdblquote  shouted back Louis\emdash very adamant in his answer.\par
\tab DJ shrugged and didn\rquote t pursue his line of thought.\par
\tab\ldblquote H-have you?\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ shrugged, \ldblquote Nah.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want to?\rdblquote\par
\tab Again, the thirteen year old shrugged and got the last bit of the marijuana.\par
\tab Louis slugged down the last of his beer.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  Louis said, \ldblquote we could do each other if you want.\rdblquote\par
\tab Louis was cute (er, handsome); disheveled brown hair that was unkempt and covered his ears; he was a little shorter than most of his mates which got him the moniker\emdash\ldblquote Louy the Dewey.\rdblquote   It was some sort of odd reference to one of Donald Duck\rquote s nephews.\par
\tab The boys had already shucked their pants and underwear to be more free about their masturbating.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  DJ replied, \ldblquote you want to?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you?\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ shrugged; he didn\rquote t really have a lot of friends and he didn\rquote t want to scare the best one he had off.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\'85 could\'85do it at the same time.\rdblquote  DJ offered.\par
\tab\ldblquote How\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par
\tab DJ proceeded to show him.\par
\tab Laying down on a bed of clover with the river nearby being about half a mile into the woods from paved road; a dirt road nearby, a homestead having some redneck trailers but not close, DJ, blushing, patted himself beckoning his young friend to him\emdash and directing him to where he should lay for them to be able to suck one another \ldblquote at the same time.\rdblquote\par
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\tab It was \ldblquote gay\rdblquote ; he knew\emdash he didn\rquote t care.  It was just experimental anyways and not a life pursuit.  To describe the taste of Louis\rquote  schlong in his mouth?  He couldn\rquote t.  It sort of reminded him, though, of string cheese.  Kinda.  But he found that he was not so much into sucking as he was into fondling.  Caressing Louis\rquote  ass seemed to magically enhance the sucking\emdash his cock he felt harden even more as his hands roamed all over his young friend\rquote s ass.\par
\tab Louis retched a couple of times, gagged, and retched some more but otherwise sucked-sucked-sucked DJs dong.  And he was lucky enough to sit up just before DJ\rquote s dong exploded.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote  Louis exclaimed.\par
\tab\ldblquote You haven\rquote t done that?\rdblquote  DJ inquired.\par
\tab Not that he knew of.\par
\tab So DJ sucked as hard as he could trying to get Louis to cum.\par
\tab He got nothing.  Louis wasn\rquote t ready.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s baby making stuff; sperm they call it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Louis seemed perplexed.\par
\tab\ldblquote When parents want to have a baby that\rquote s the stuff that does it.\rdblquote\par
\tab That kinda cleared things up.  Kinda.\par
\tab\ldblquote You cant get pregnant by sucking.\rdblquote  DJ amended.  \ldblquote OR by going up the ass!\rdblquote\par
\tab Louis wasn\rquote t ready for \ldblquote up the ass\rdblquote .\par
\tab DJ shrugged\emdash he kind WAS ready for \ldblquote up the ass\rdblquote .  Not necessarily to himself but he wouldn\rquote t mind trying to bugger Louis.  Oh well, next time\emdash or when he could get the youngster more drunk and high!\par
\tab On they went to continue their spying.\par
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Time with Jolly isn\rquote t always jolly\par
\tab If you\rquote re gonna fight, fight like you\rquote re the third monkey on the ramp to Noah\rquote s Ark and it\rquote s starting to rain!\par
\tab Madalynn Katfish stared at her brothers Harry and Donnie.  Her young mind was totally confused and confounded.  Nothing made sense; she heard words, commands, directions and though lo they were understood it was their context that perplexed her:  take off your clothes.\par
\tab The last memory intact was she and her brothers, and younger sister, were playing in their neighborhood park.  Madalynn herself was hanging with her peeps and sort of kind of trying to get \ldblquote friendly\rdblquote  with Scott Anthenn.  He was a year older and in the 8\super th\nosupersub  grade.  He was a hunk!  She remembered seeing Scott traipse off with her rival, Cynthia Ruizman\emdash she was always out to nab Scott to herself and she seemed to have been successful.  It royally pissed Maddie off and she went to see what they were doing\emdash not expecting to SEE what they were actually doing.\par
\tab Behind the park\rquote s abandoned gardener\rquote s shed between the split rail fence and some shrubs Scott Anthenn was banging away on Cynthia.  Scott still had his clothes on sorta/kinda; his green polo shirt was on but his pants and tidy-whiteys were at his ankles.  Cynthia\rquote s pants and panties were off; her red knit shirt she bragged was \ldblquote expensive\rdblquote  from a high end department store was hiked up exposing her more than ample breasts.  Scott\rquote s hands were all over the girl\rquote s breasts as  much as her hands were all over Scott\rquote s body.\par
\tab It infuriated Madalynn\emdash so much she couldn\rquote t see straight.\par
\tab So much so that her memories then began to become misconstrued.\par
\tab The next thing she knew\'85\par
\tab She was in a place she knew not of; her brothers were standing before her, her little sister was in the lap of a stranger, her surroundings were unknown to her.\par
\tab\lquote take off\'85your clothes.\rquote  a voice said in her head.\par
\tab The confusion in her head riveted her.\par
\tab  Brothers Harry, eleven, and Donnie, seven, pushed down their pants and underwear\emdash they looked scared but then again the look in their eyes and yay their sweet boyish faces told another tale.\par
\tab Looking to her sister\emdash she was already naked!  The man\rquote s lap she sat in was not her daddy\rquote s lap.  He was a stranger!  The man she couldn\rquote t describe; she couldn\rquote t really see him.  \tab\par
\tab Madalynn was freaking but it was a control freak; she peeled off her own clothes, stood up straight and was highly viewed by her naked brothers.  And although they had seen their sister naked a time or two before\emdash this time was different and both boys got stiffies.\par
\tab After about a minute the petrified girl went to her knees before her brothers.  And while SUCKING on her eleven year old brother\rquote s stiffy she fondled the seven year old brother\rquote s stiffy; his ball sac, too.  The eleven year old brother, Harry, stared down to his sister totally mesmerized.  Madalynn, though not a \ldblquote pro\rdblquote  at servicing schlong did a fare job and managed to bring her brother to orgasm.\par
\tab He had cum a couple of times before\emdash just not in his sister\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab Madalynn made a yucky sound, retched, heaved, but didn\rquote t spew.  She DID spat out the goo in her mouth; she was into brotherly love but not that much!  After about a minute to recover the girl went on to suck on her little brother\rquote s dong.  He liked it\emdash a lot!\par
\tab The boys, then, sucked her!\par
\tab Harry first; Madalynn lay out on her clothes on the floor of the dismal room, spread her legs, and clung to herself as the boys took their turns licking her out.  She squirmed, grimaced, wriggled, and then took on a facial expression suggesting \ldblquote OOOOOH!  YEAH!\rdblquote   Harry had licked her igniting something in her she had never felt before.  Harry himself wasn\rquote t so much into the act of cunnilingus as it did nothing for him.  But he was a little enthused \lquote cause it seemed to do something for his sister.\par
\tab At eleven, Harry sorta/kinda knew what fucking was about\emdash kinda/sorta.\par
\tab He knew that \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  resulted in a girl/woman getting pregnant and having a baby nine months later.  He DIDN\rquote T know that it felt good while doing so!  There was a little discomfort in both parties but the sensation of fucking was fucking sensational!  Fuck!\tab\par
\tab Harry wasn\rquote t particularly expert on the art of screwing; his dick slipped out, popped out, bent this way and that, but ultimately managed to bring the boy to his second orgasm\'85and his sister her first.\par
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\pard\tab Little Donnie was next\emdash not too enthused about licking his sister\rquote s quim after brother Harry had fucked it and left it \ldblquote messy.\rdblquote   So Harry used his sister\rquote s panties to wipe her cunny clean and then the young brother licked heartily.\par
\tab He fucked heartily just as well.\par
\tab Then Jolly did.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Uhm, should we do something?\rdblquote  whispered Louis.\par
\tab\ldblquote I AM doing something!\rdblquote  whispered back DJ.\par
\tab Sneaking about the woods the boys came up on what looked like a small-small farm; there was a vegetable garden, some fruit trees, a horse corral with sheds and shit like that.  There, too, was a crappy-crappy-oh-so-crappy 1950s style trailer, a Boss 4-wheel drive 1960s pick-up, and an old school bus that no longer carried passengers.\par
\tab One of the outbuildings of well weathered wood got DJs attention; just as the boys were skirting the outer area of the property they saw a tall red haired man escorting some children inside.  He looked casually all around before entering\emdash did he see DJ and Louis?  The boys had ducked down hopefully being obscured from the man\rquote s sight.  The red haired man entered the building and the boys hesitated a moment then slowly broke the line crossing the open area, hiding behind the mega 4-wheel truck, then darting to the school bus that was \ldblquote on blocks\rdblquote , then to a small farm tractor before scooting to the outbuilding of interest.\par
\tab A window here, a window there, all were encrusted with age and prevented the boys from seeing whatever was going on within.  But a lone window towards the rear of the well-weathered building circa 1880s gave the spying lads some insight.\par
\tab Standing on a rain barrel the boys watched as the tall red haired man firstly enjoyed the little girl on his lap; while the girl\rquote s sister and brothers watched in some horror, the red haired man FINGERED the naked four year old.  His cold eyes stared down the siblings.  His cock nestled against the child\rquote s bald cunny and then\emdash THEN he had the sister and brothers come up to them.\par
\tab Waggling his cock he said to the girl, \ldblquote Suck it.\rdblquote\par
\tab The girl, of course, was petrified, shook her head saying \ldblquote No way.\rdblquote\par
\tab The man smiled and said back to her, \ldblquote If you don\rquote t, she will!\rdblquote\par
\tab Madalynn licked her lips\emdash then licked the man\rquote s cock.  All up and down, suckled his hairless nut sac then suckled on the head of the man\rquote s cock until she got another mouthful of jiz.  Coughing, sputtering, finally vomiting, Madalynn swore never to suck dick again.\par
\tab The red haired man squeezed the naked four year old to him all the while rubbing his cum squirter against the four year old\rquote s cunny.  Spreading her legs over his legs he then beckoned the boys to either \ldblquote Suck my dick\rdblquote  or \ldblquote lick her pussy.\rdblquote\par
\tab Neither boy was into \ldblquote sucking dick\rdblquote  but they were not also into \ldblquote licking pussy.\rdblquote   The lesser of two evils?  Harry closed his eyes and licked the little girl\rquote s pussy.  He made a face\emdash she had recently peed and the taste of pee was distasteful.  Luckily and he only had to lick a couple of licks.  Seven year old Donnie made more of a face,\par
\tab\ldblquote OH YUCK!\rdblquote  he complained.\par
\tab Holding the child on his lap with her legs spread over his, Jolly Mack enticed Donnie to \ldblquote fuck.\rdblquote   A lot of enticing was needed, a swatting to his ass, threat of punishment, and so on convinced him to proceed.  He kinda liked it; it was a new sensation he hadn\rquote t experienced before.  His confusion, though, disrupted the fullness of the appreciation of the fuck act.\par
\tab Harry took on the fuck act with a little more gusto and a lot more appreciation.  He, too, though, was confused equally and not so much into boning such a wee little lass.\par
\tab And he came.\par
\tab The act of blowing his load blew his mind.\par
\tab The spying boys spanked their monkeys, rubbed their monkeys on each other (in a playful manner) then slipped away from the fray back into the woods.\par
\tab **this is a short offering (48 pages on Word) but there hasn\rquote t been a posting \ldblquote in awhile\rdblquote ; sorry about that, there\rquote s been a health issue here of late.  More to cum soon!**\lang9\f1\fs22\par
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