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Book 8\par
Chapter Twenty Nine\par
The Fucked\par
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Monsignor Fuckface\par
\tab Standing outside in the large open hallway with Sister Maggie young Paul clenched as he heard the distinctive sound of severe spanking commencing from with the Monsignor\rquote s private room.  The anticipation was the bugger of it\emdash a hard resounding smack to obvious bare skin then a long lengthy pause before the next one.\par
\tab Each smack caused young Paul to flinch.  Sister Maggie standing directly behind him held his shoulders firm saying nothing.  The smell of scented roses filled the air almost soothing the young Paul, he braced against the tall woman behind him not quite knowing what to expect (although a harsh spanking was for sure.)\par
\tab The spanking sounds had long since ceased but the door remained closed.  Paul (Paulie to his friends) had no idea.  Maybe the Monsignor had gone to bed?  Had he gotten tired of spanking whoever and left for the day?\par
\tab Not likely but it was worth a thought.\par
\tab\ldblquote I have to pee.\rdblquote  Paul whispered up to Sister Maggie.\par
\tab At first the tall young adult woman did nothing; then she turned Paul by the shoulders and brought him to where there was a hole in the stucco wall.  The wall was a half wall with a door running the length of a hallway with rooms of various sizes on each side; a courtyard in the middle with a water feature, statuary, and the like.  Old Mission style.\par
\tab Paulie really had to go so he gingerly worked out his penis and pushed it into the small hole in the wall and relieved himself.  He farted, too.  Sister Maggie clenched her claws into her shoulders but Paulie didn\rquote t care and farted again.\par
\tab Five\emdash ten\emdash fifteen minutes?  Paulie waited and waited wondering how much longer.  When was dinner?  Would he get dinner?  What was the Monsignor going to do to him\emdash other than spank him?  He sighed, ripped another butt blaster then tensed up as the huge heavy wooden door finally opened.\par
\tab Sister Maggie pushed him forward with her hands still clenching tightly his shoulders directing him into the Monsignor\rquote s room.  Two other sisters were present but there was no sign of Pete Jickles.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Good afternoon.\rdblquote  the Monsignor said with hands folded before him.\par
\tab The Monsignor was dressed in his finest; he was tall at over six feet, slim build, well groomed, in his fifties.  He seemed stern, looked sterner, and his name was Charles Lace.  The kids of the Blessed Heart Mission, though, aptly dubbed him ye olde Monsignor Fuckface.\par
\tab\ldblquote And what brings you to me?\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote This is young Paul Mikelson,\rdblquote  answered Sister Maggie, \ldblquote he\rquote s been with us three weeks.\rdblquote  A pause and then she continued, \ldblquote He was caught with these,\rdblquote  from her pocket the Sister retrieved three small bibles the church often handed out to the public during church events.\par
\tab Monsignor Lace gave the Sister a look, \ldblquote and?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He was selling them.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote The bibles are free.\rdblquote  stated the Monsignor.\par
\tab\ldblquote He was selling them for five dollars a piece.\rdblquote\par
\tab Monsignor Fuckface took on his usual stern appearance.\par
\tab\ldblquote May I ask Why you were selling something that is usually given away?\rdblquote\par
\tab Paulie\rquote s toes curled and try as he might to avert his eyes from the Monsignor\emdash he couldn\rquote t.  \par
\tab Suddenly those folded hands came unfolded and a wooden yard stick came into play smacking a long wooden picnic table.  Paulie jumped back into the ever present Sister Maggie.\par
\tab\ldblquote He was selling them for food.\rdblquote  supplied Sister Maggie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Food?\rdblquote  inquired the Monsignor.  \ldblquote Is not the food here at the church suitable, and plentiful?\rdblquote\par
\tab Paulie held his tongue but Paulie was Paulie and he didn\rquote t hold his tongue for long.  \ldblquote It\rquote s crap.\rdblquote  he blurted out before he could thoroughly think about it.\par
\tab Monsignor Fuckface cocked his head and had almost a whimsical appearance.  \ldblquote You do not like our food here?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote There are fifteen boys, twelve girls here at the Mission Orphanage and none of them have complained about the food.\rdblquote  Fuckface went on to explain.  \ldblquote Then you come along and decide otherwise.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He was selling food to the others.\rdblquote  amended Sister Maggie.\par
\tab Monsignor Fuckface began to lose that whimsical appearance.\par
\tab\ldblquote What sort of food?\rdblquote\par
\tab The list included:  small boxes of cornflakes, small boxes of snack crackers, raisins, corn nuts, small containers of ice cream, sunflower seeds, muffins, cookies, and so on.\par
\page\tab Monsignor Fuckface was not pleased.  He frowned and gave young Paulie a long hard look.  Then he nodded his head and began tapping the yard stick to the side of his leg.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Prepare him.\rdblquote  the Monsignor said flatly.\par
\tab Sister Maggie undone Paulie\rquote s pants were undone, the other nuns moved in closer and helped the befuddled boy up against the table.  The room was kinda gloomy being darker at the far end.  There were the typical mission style huge window with the \ldblquote arch\rdblquote  part having stained glass depicting angles trumpeting horns and other religious scenery.\par
\tab The only furniture in the elongated room was the long meeting/supping table, a secretary\rquote s desk with chair, a wooden mop bucket with mop, a wooden chair against the wall and a cinder block.  The only lighting was from the windows; and strangely the windows were dark to darkest further down the room.\par
\tab A candle set was on the secretary\rquote s desk.\par
\tab No paintings, either.  It was lifeless; dark and gloomy.\par
\tab With his pants down his underwear were tugged down, too.  And did Sister Maggie cop a feel of his ass?  Paulie was too frightened to take too much notice.  He knew he was in for some serious ass beating.  And he was so right.  \par
\tab A small soft pillow was at his waist to cushion against the hard table edge.  He tried not to clench but that was impossible.  The anticipation of what was pending griped him tightly.  He had heard of punishment at Catholic churches and schools but had no idea the scope or level.\par
\tab The yard stick came swiftly and abruptly without warning.  \par
\tab Another swat came nearly sending young entrepreneur Paulie out of his skin.  \ldblquote SON-OF-A-BITCH!\rdblquote  he yelled aloud.\par
\tab\ldblquote You must ask for forgiveness of your sins.\rdblquote  said the stoic Monsignor.\par
\tab\ldblquote And you must kiss my ass!\rdblquote  said the unmoving unforgiven Paulie.\par
\tab WHOP!  The yard landed harshly to Paulie\rquote s ass\emdash though he shed tears he didn\rquote t cry out\emdash he refused to do so in defiance.  He breathed hard and his penis was quashed against table.  A sisterly nun on each side held his hands that were balled up in tight-tight fists.\par
\tab WHOP!  The yard stick landed again crossing both cheeks.  All of his ass and yea his skin as a whole was on fire.  He clenched all the tighter and endured two more incredible WHOPS!\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you ask for forgiveness?\rdblquote  asked the calm but demanding Monsignor.\par
\tab Paulie was unable to utter words lest he cry out in his anguish.\par
\page\tab There was too much discomfort for Paulie to know what else was going on (behind him.)  He lay on the table withering in great distress but still riveted in defying giving the Monsignor his pleasure.  Well, he was partially right\'85\par
\tab The searing to his ass was still great but Paul began to realize his ass was being fondled and it wasn\rquote t by him himself!  When he tried to look to see \ldblquote what the fuck\rdblquote\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote EYES FRONT!\rdblquote  bellowed Fuckface.\par
\tab Paul shot his head forward and thought\emdash thought he heard a whimpering voice from the gloomy darkness at the end of the table.  Hands came rubbing all over Paulie\rquote s ass; it made him uncomfortable but there was more\emdash much more, to come that would make him more than uncomfortable.\par
\tab The ass rubbing became intense.  Monsignor Lace nodded to the good sisters and they took a cheek each of the hapless young boy spreading his ass open.  The Monsignor continued caressing Paulie\rquote s ass before pulling out of a pocket of his cassock a small vial.  The glass stopper was removed and a \ldblquote sprinkling\rdblquote  of special water anointed young Paul\rquote s bum.\par
\tab Then there was an intrusion.\par
\tab It perplexed Paul; it stunned him.\par
\tab\ldblquote WHAT THE FUCK!?!\rdblquote  he yelled.\par
\tab The yard stick smacked his thigh sending incredible pain shooting thru the young boy\rquote s mind and body.  He gripped the table and realized he was being sodomized.\par
\tab\ldblquote HOLY FUCKING SHIT!\rdblquote  he yelled.\par
\tab The outburst only got him another smack with the yard stick.\par
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\tab While he stood rubbing his raw fresh fucked ass he watched one of the nuns on her knees sucking the Monsignor\rquote s cock.  The same cock that had just previously been up fucking Paulie\rquote s asshole.  The cock had been anointed with more holy water, his balls had been washed and both of the nuns that had helped hold Paul in place, spread his cheeks, were naked.  Sister Maggie remained clothed and poised in what appeared to be prayer.\par
\tab Monsignor Fuckface apparently didn\rquote t have any pants on, or underwear.  He wore the deep purple one piece cassock and nothing else!  His penis was still hard and both the naked nuns sucked it\emdash sucked it\emdash sucked it.  They had drenched the pud with the special water, washed his balls, then took turns sucking.\par
\tab\ldblquote Clean him up.\rdblquote  The Monsignor said after he had been well pleased.\par
\tab\ldblquote No dinner tonight, it\rquote s crap.\rdblquote  He smiled in a son-of-a-bitch kind of expression.  \par
\page\tab Paulie stared back at Fuckface conveying \lquote fuck you\rquote  with all his might.  The Monsignor smiled and conveyed \lquote back at you.\rquote  Then smoothed out the front of his clothes, farted, then with Sister Maggie at his side they left.  The two nude sisters remained.\par
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\tab\ldblquote What did you do?\rdblquote  Paul asked of the other boy huddling in the dark gloom of the Punishment Room of Monsignor Fuckface.\par
\tab\ldblquote I took some doughnuts.\rdblquote  Destined for the public during one of the bazaars and not for those of the church\emdash especially the orphaned children who resided there.\par
\tab After the Monsignor had left, the two naked nuns who were in their late twenties or so \ldblquote washed\rdblquote  Paulie and then Michael, the first boy\emdash then promptly shoved ritualistic candlesticks up the boys\rquote  holes!  The nuns sodomized the boys relentlessly until the boys\rquote  assholes were more receptive (to the Monsignor\rquote s cock.)\par
\tab Both nuns then had sex with the boys\emdash naughty-naughty sex.  Each boy took a full turn fucking the naughty Sisters; after cumming off in one the boy went to the other to straddle her chest/breasts and be sucked on until hard again.  Then, the boy was re-positioned to the nun\rquote s hairless cunt and fuck until cumming.\par
\tab And it was almost a daily ritual; once a day for a week the boys would go to the Punishment room, strip naked, and get fucked up the ass by Monsignor Fuckface.  They would be spanked first, of course; then fondled, fingered, manipulated, then fucked.  Afterwards, they sucked the Monsignor\rquote s cock along with the two naked nuns.  When after the Monsignor left\emdash they had sex (willingly) with the two naked nuns.\par
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\tab And such as life it was for Paulie until he left the mission-church the summer of his sixteenth year.  The experience had changed his life.  He was never the same and for the most part that was ok (with him.)  His view of life was different and not quite seen as it was with others.  He had begome somewhat cynical, a little critical (of the Holy Church), but mostly kept to himself and started a family.\par
\tab Off to one side down a long corridor Paul, now in his thirties, brought his daughter, Portia.  The hall was long having familiar \ldblquote mission\rdblquote  style oval windows along the outside wall looking out to the grassy area to the fence.  At the end of the hall was the storage/utility closet and that was where Paul escorted Portia.\par
\page\tab The door, of course, was locked.  Paul was undeterred and moved his preteen child to the dark corner of the hall whereupon he whispered to her,\par
\tab\ldblquote take your pants down.\rdblquote\par
\tab Portia paused then undone her nice Sunday worthy jeans.  After pushing them down just enough to expose her ass, Daddy Paul made a security check before applying his hand to her panty clad ass and melting.\par
\tab A long haughting sigh\emdash like a very satisfying orgasm; the hand roamed all over the ass before slowly slipping inside the pinkish panty and smoothing the warm ass flesh.  Paul unleashed his cock, took Portia\rquote s hand and had her stroke him.\par
\tab A minute or so of this and Paul moved to where he could rub his cock right on Portia\rquote s ass.  Angling the dangly thing right between the girl\rquote s ass and Paul was in glory.  It was on thing to be naughty with your own daughter but it was something else to be naughty with your own daughter in a church in progress!\par
\tab It was thrilling!\par
\tab Paulie once more checked for security\rquote s sake then maneuvered himself and his daughter so whereas he could make entry into her.  Portia (see \ldblquote Merchant of Venice\emdash Shakespeare) made no noise, no sounds of distress, nor fidgeted or protested her Dad\rquote s assault.  She took it without fuss and Paul humped her for several minutes\emdash all the while church services were in progress!\par
\tab When he was done he pulled out, pulled up his daughter\rquote s underwear and pants.  His soiled schlong returned to his pants and a moment was needed after.  Then he hugged Portia, patted her ass and squeezed her smallish pre-teen breasts before escorting her back down the hall to the enclosed foyer.  Once there he surreptitiously \ldblquote released\rdblquote  her mind and after she staggered, looked funny, tugged her panties out of her ass covertly they returned to the flock.  None the wiser that they had been observed\'85\par
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As it happened\'85\par
\tab As it happened, Paul and Mack were at a mutual friend\rquote s house, playing cards, watching sports, drinking beer\emdash redneck stuff.  At Midnight they departed but stood out at their cars continuing to yap until the wee hours of the morn\emdash until the trash truck and paper delivery person came around.  The talk, of course, was perverted sex; porn, specifically.\par
\tab The porn talk discussion ran the entire field which slowly degraded to whimsically admitting their likes and dislikes (mostly likes.)  That, of course, was young\rquote uns.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Flat chested and hairless!\rdblquote  Paul declared.  \par
\tab Mack liked Paul and had a \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote  about him.  He was alright, worked at a chemical lab processing among other things\emdash chemicals for various industries including expressly the oil fields.  He had a wife and a son, other than daughter Portia.\par
\tab The wife was disabled and confined most times to a wheelchair.\par
\tab A week passed before the two got together for another bullshit session ending with once more talking into the wee hours but this time at a more sublime (and comfortable) place\emdash a restaurant.  Of course, in the wee hours of the morn there weren\rquote t a lot of patrons and the two men chose a booth \ldblquote out of the way\rdblquote  and ear shot of anyone else, including staff.\par
\tab Another week and another \ldblquote meeting\rdblquote  with the two sharing various porn books.  One of the materials Paul provided was German and had detailed explicit pictures of nude families.  Young and old and really young.  It was a sort of test\emdash Paul testing out new friend Mack.\par
\tab Mack provided Polaroids of young (and really young.)  It was the ultimate test as the young (and really young) were nude, posed in various ways, being spanked, fingered, and doing oral to a \ldblquote masked\rdblquote  man.\par
\tab Paul liked.  Mack could see that Paul liked as he got an instant erection and beings as they were at Paul\rquote s house, Paul \ldblquote whipped it out\rdblquote  and jerked off right then and there.  The family of Paul was not at home so he felt comfortable enough to \ldblquote whip it out.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack did likewise and soon the two grown men were nude jerking off to the bevy of naughty and super naughty pictures.  Videos came nextly on the 4rth week; both men providing what they had and once more with no family in the house.  It was at this point in time that Mack asked if Paul was having any luck with his daughter?\par
\tab Paul did the laundry; the wife was disabled and unable to do a whole lot so it was Paul who collected the laundry and took it to the Laundromat where he worked part time cleaning the machines.  Along with his income the wife (Lyndsy) collected a small disability income.  The house payment, car payment, insurance, utilities, phone, groceries and so on took a big bite out of their incomes and there was no funds for a washer/dryer.\par
\tab Paul often whacked off using his daughter\rquote s panties; Mack did likewise.  It was during their shared panty whacking that Mack asked.  Paul hemhawed around and supplied that he \ldblquote lightly\rdblquote  had fun with Portia.  Nothing with his son, Eric.  \par
\page\tab Mack knew better but let it go.\par
\tab And Lyndsy?  Surprisingly, she was a bit on the naughty side herself, but more reserved\emdash fearful.  It wasn\rquote t quite the norm for her to engage in sexual deviancy (of any kind.)  She didn\rquote t seem to mind the viewing of naked children on the videos\emdash she did prefer boys, of course.  And age didn\rquote t seem to matter, either; twelve was her optimum like but young and very young also suited her.\par
\tab During one visit with the Mikelson family present and the children in bed; Mack, Paul, and Lyndsy enjoyed some very naughty videos of young peoples frolicking in the woods (German woods).  Everyone got naked and though disabled, Lyndsy was capable of getting boned (which would explain the two children) and double boned.  Mack nailed her snatch box while Paul humped her crap hole.\par
\tab Both men jerked off onto her pretty face; she sucked them both off at the same time and sat in a special disability chair in the shower and gleefully was pissed on.\par
\tab Mack was sold that Paul was like him\'85\par
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\tab Occasionally, Mack got to see Portia naked as she dashed from the bathroom to her bedroom she shared with her brother, Eric.  Mack often went to the bathroom after Portia had showered to find her clothing in a pile ready for her Dad to take command of it.  Mack was obsessed with her panties.\par
\tab Eric was more shy but Mack saw him naked often, too.\par
\tab The subject of EMAD never came up.\par
\tab Then one day Mack invited Paul out to his place.  Mack was still settling in but had decided that the new dig would suffice.  It was far enough out of town that \ldblquote walking\rdblquote  would be a bitch.  Not a lot of traffic on the two lane country road; there were \ldblquote bees\rdblquote ; skunks, wild pigs, and a few snakes.  Tall weeds, ragweed, scented weeds; wild roses, small-small creeks unseen due to the aforementioned tall weeds; unseen depressions; gopher holes, and unmarked mine holes, also plagued the distance from the remote house to the nearest civilization.  So be warned.\par
\tab Paul was more than impressed with the remote setting; a long gravely driveway, trees dotting the landscape with bushes--the house was virtually unseen from the road.  Mack greeted his new friend, the two had become fast friends (who else would let you jerk off into your daughter\rquote s panties and then fuck your wife AND pee on her!?)  So impressed with the outside was Paul that he blatantly and uncouthly farted.\par
\tab To wit Mack smiled and said,\par
\page\tab\ldblquote If you farted with the outside, you\rquote re gonna shit inside!\rdblquote\par
\tab It was a way with them.  The only thing the two hadn\rquote t done was engage sexually with one another.  Jerking off together didn\rquote t count.  There didn\rquote t seem to be any sexual tendencies towards one another and that seemed to be alright.\par
\tab Once inside, Mack offered an imported beer and a brief tour of the brick house.  There was a pool in the backyard, a tall strong wooden plank fence, a garden, flower garden, a doggie, some chickens, and a goat.  Inside the house was modestly furnished; a few paintings of worth on the walls; a baby grand piano in a corner; a fireplace, and \ldblquote country\rdblquote  furnishings.\par
\tab It was quaint and suiting and homey.\par
\tab After a tour of the game room Mack guided his esteemed guest to the \ldblquote Family Den\rdblquote  room.  An old sofa, sofa chair, non-matching love seat, thick carpeting, no windows.  There was a door on one wall; a desk against another with a small wooden filing cabinet.  Mack was all smiles and after clearing his throat he called out,\par
\tab\ldblquote Bonnie!\rdblquote\par
\tab The side door opened and in came eleven year old Bonnie.\par
\tab All this time and Paul had not known of Mack having children.\par
\tab But wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab Bonnie was clad merely in green stripped regular style panties and a short green terry cloth halter.  A nod from Mack and the girl pulled off the halter and lowered the panties.  Paul stared at the girl\emdash stared at the girl\emdash stared at the girl.  A huge beaming smile etched on his face; he supported a thick blond mustache and a full head of thick blond hair.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hanna!\rdblquote  came Mack\rquote s next calling.\par
\tab Another girl came in wearing pink panties on white with pink daisies and trim.  A soft pinkish bra; hair of dark brown same as her twin sister, lovely brown eyes and sweet-sweet smile.  She stood shoulder to shoulder and seemed to be a little embarrassed.\par
\tab A half moment passed and the girl slipped off her bra and rolled down her undies\emdash all seemingly on her own.  Paul was too captivated to notice; he was too busy massaging his favorite organ and seconds away from \ldblquote whipping it out.\rdblquote\par
\tab  That was ok, Mack \ldblquote whipped it out\rdblquote  and Bonnie came to him.  Hanna hesitated then moved to position (on her knees) before the guest.  The girl stroked the odd shaped schlong, tugged the skin back taut before pressing her lips to the already glistening bulbous tip.\par
\tab Bonnie was already sucking on Mack\rquote s cock.\par
\page\tab He didn\rquote t cum\emdash but close counts.  Paulie humped the not-even-twelve year old girl\rquote s mouth with much vigor and vim; then he humped her mouth some more before pulling out to hump her face.\par
\tab Mack hadn\rquote t cum, either.  After pulling out of Bonnie\rquote s mouth he moved to the second-hand sofa and got comfy.  Bonnie came crawling on her knees giving Paul a nice look at her naked ass, crack, and everything else.  Mack, all grins, opened his legs and young Bonnie came unto him settled her bald pussy down onto his very rigid cock.\par
\tab Paul let out a moan as he watched Mack\rquote s johnson disappear into the girl\rquote s quim.  His hands gripped the young girl\rquote s ass and she began going UP and DOWN on the manly shaft and Paul was feeling the stirrings of orgasm.\par
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\tab On the sofa beside Mack (and Bonnie) Hanna lay down on the cushion with her pretty head pushed up against back of the sofa.  Behind her, Paul, eased into her sex his oddly shaped cock.  The cock resembled a sort of a banana.  Hanna\rquote s cunt readily accepted the manhood but grimaced just the same.  Mack spanked her ass and powerful shot his cock into Bonnie\rquote s cunt firing off a large massive wad seconds later.\par
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\tab A blond haired girl with green panty boxers came out nextly, topless.  Her breasts were very small, but she was eleven years young like Bonnie and Hanna.  The girl was tall, very slender, and with no pubes whatsoever on his poon.  Mack preferred his girls \ldblquote without\rdblquote\tab --Paulie liked \lquote em that way, too.  The girl, Sara, came timidly into the room with her arms down trying to conceal her nakedness.  Mack shook his head and gave the girl a hard stern warning look.\par
\tab Sara stood up straighter with her hands to her sides.  She looked as if she were about to cry but somehow managed to curtail that emotion and stand ready.  On the sofa lay Bonnie and Hanna doing a 69er.  Before her stood two naked men, one she already knew and one she was GOING to know.  Intimately.\par
\tab\ldblquote Turn around.\rdblquote  Mack said in a mono voice.\par
\tab With some apprehensiveness the girl timorously turned so her back was to the stark naked men with raging hard-ons.\par
\tab\ldblquote Bend over.\rdblquote\par
\tab Although neither man could see her do it, Sara gulped and struggled to maintain herself but did as told and BENT OVER.  One hand on her knee, the other spreading her ass.  Mack thought Paulie was going to explode.  Sara shuddered and Mack stepped up to her, caressing her ass before applying a swift smack.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Oh yeah!\rdblquote  blurted Paulie.  He liked to see a girl disciplined.  Strangely, he seldom got the chance with Portia; usually it was Eric who got dealt the punishment in the Mikelson household.  And Paul preferred bare ass with bare hand and sometimes\emdash SOMETIMES a belt.  Very seldom; though, did Portia get the bare ass treatment--and less the belt!\par
\tab But Paul yearned to dish it out.\par
\tab From the desk left hand bottom drawer came not a folder on monthly expenses; not a file on projected income; not a declaration of expected losses, but an extra large ping pong paddle.  On one side was a green dimpled plastic cover; the other side was bare wood.\par
\tab Paul\rquote s cock became even more engorged as he watched with anticipatory glee the paddle in Mack\rquote s hand swiftly deliver a hard resonant smack (to Sara Nabbit\rquote s bare ass.)  The girl went rigid all over and let out a little shriek.  Both hands were on her knees, she was bent over, and her lovely pre-teen ass was on fire.\par
\tab Mack caressed the girl\rquote s burning bum after the first smack, then delivered another before rubbing his cock all over the inflamed ass.  Then he handed the paddle to his new friend.\par
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\tab As the flames of fire raced thru her young body, the new man plowed her from behind.  With his hands on her ass hips his manhood in her asshole, he humped her and humped well.  Sara\rquote s plight was great, she was in terrible pain and discomfort with more discomfort increasing.\par
\tab Thankfully the pumping wasn\rquote t a lasting one and the new man pulled out.  He spanked her ass (with his cock) and seemed satiated\emdash for the moment.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You may go.\rdblquote  Mack told Sara.\par
\tab Sara stood, sniffling, crying, rubbing her searing ass.  Mack took her and held her firmly; hugging her, caressing her and moving her about in a sort of \ldblquote dance.\rdblquote   An EMAD gadget was in his hand and he made low whispers into Sara\rquote s ear\'85\par
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\tab Tosha Bodesha was the token black; she was tall for her age (12yrs), very slender, with knobby breasts.  Like the other girls before her, no pubes on her poon.  Paul liked her right off for various reasons all his own.  On her hands and knees the girl received not the paddle that had stricken Sara but a wide yard stick\emdash followed by a large oval paddle with small holes in the center.\par
\page\tab Other than girls, there were customary boys, too.  Two of them.  Charles \ldblquote Chip\rdblquote  Arny and Bryan Eppney.  Chip was eleven years young while Byran was a year older.  Both boys were handsome; brown hair and blond (very blond), slender build, fresh faced, and lovely-lovely over all to gaze upon (among other things).\par
\tab After Tosha had been spanked and spanked hard, Paulie fucked the girl from behind while her inflamed ass tormented her.  He was up her ass and midway along when eleven year old Chip came into view, already naked and already with a hard-on.  The boy was sheepish, blushing, grinning, and seemingly unaware of the tension.  His brown hair hang partially into his face covering the left side almost entirely.\par
\tab While Paul continued to hump Tosha\rquote s fine ass, Chip eased to his knees and the hapless girl took the boy\rquote s pud and engulfed it\emdash whole.  The boy kept his head bowed; his hips began to buck and he very muchly seemed to enjoy the act.\par
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\pard\qc\tab\fs36 The Air Hump Games\par
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Cue rousing intro music\par
Cue rousing crowd\par
Cue announcers\par
Announcer 1:  Well, Bob, this looks like a rousing crowd today!\par
Announcer 2:  Sure does, Frank, the crowd and contestants are all roused up!\par
Announcer 1:  And speaking of those contestants\emdash here they come out to the dais now!\par
Announcer 2:  Wow, it looks like all the previous contestants have returned and I think I see a couple of new ones.\par
Announcer 1:  That\rquote s right, fifteen of the original Air Hump contestants have returned from past events including three time reigning champ Air Humper Chuttle Swenborgenson of Sweeden.\par
Announcer 2:  And last year\rquote s runner up is back again, I see, still hoping for that coveted top spot on the Air Hump championship\emdash\par
Announcer 1:  Frank, sorry to interrupt but I see Auctona Oso from Norway who was disqualified last year is back again!\par
Announcer 2:  Oh, is he in for some serious scrutiny after last year\rquote s debacule.\par
Announcer 1:  That\rquote s right but after last years fuck up all the contestants are now watched more closely.\par
Announcer 2:  And coming up to the dais now is our first contestant, returning champion Oberon Behusterhouse!\par
Announcer 1:  This is an impressive contestant, he has it all; form is just a part of this champion\rquote s winning ways and look at him go!\par
Announcer 2:  Wow, right off he proudly shows he knows what he is doing.\par
Announcer 1:  Just look at that form!\par
Announcer 2:  Just to remind our listening audience, an Air Hump contestant must show relevance in style and form just as he would if he were actually scoring with some hot babe.\par
Announcer 1:  That\rquote s right, Frank, the art of air humping is all about style and form; from the rocking motion of humping some fine sweet ass to the form of proper hand placement.\par
Announcer 2:  And timing is everything, too, Bob; each contestant must hump air at least two minutes\emdash\par
Announcer 1:  Frank, I\rquote ve just been psst in the ear that German contestant August Humdinger has bowed out of the competition due to a blown testicle.\par
Announcer 2:  Oh, no!  I hope it is not serious.\par
Announcer 1:  I don\rquote t think so; Humdinger and his Mistress were whisked away quickly to an undisclosed location.\par
Announcer 2:  Alrighty, then; back to the competition and it looks like three minutes in and Oberon has the crowd well roused and the seven judges surrounding the dais are also roused.\par
Announcer 1:  That\rquote s right, I see three judges with their pants down and masturbating; they really seem to be believing that they are watching a serious humping going on!\par
Announcer 2:  I see a lot of action going on with the other judges and I\rquote m willing to say that 9s or possibly even 10s are on the scorecards for Oberon.\par
Announcer 1:  I think you\rquote re right, Frank, good thing those cards are plastic.\par
Announcer 2:  Ha-ha, that\rquote s a visual joke, Bob.\par
Announcer 1:  By the big digital clock we see that Oberon Behusterhouse has reached the coveted three minute mark\emdash and he\rquote s still humping!\par
Announcer 2:  There doesn\rquote t seem to be any slowing down for OB.\par
Announcer 1:  Is it possible he will try for the full five minutes?\par
Announcer 2:  Wouldn\rquote t that be something?  Five minutes would certainly guarantee solid 9s in my book.\par
Announcer 1:  Only three contestants in the history of Air Hump have ever made the full five minutes.\par
Announcer 2:  That\rquote s right, Bob, Osirus T, the first Air Hump champion of \rquote 02 went the distance\emdash\par
Announcer 1:  And if memory serves, Frank, Gustuff Bavarii went the distance but was disqualified after a technicality.\par
Announcer 2:  And later was reinstated by the governing board of Jerk Offs.\par
Announcer 1:  As a contestant, an Air Humper must pretend to be humping and engaging in sexual antics for the minimum of two minutes.\par
Announcer 2:  After two minutes the contestant then must use other mannerisms to suggest high intense sexual activity.\par
Announcer 1:  The contestant must maintain an erection throughout the timed event; any orgasm occurring during the hump ends the event.\par
Announcer 2:  During the event the contestant can enhance his hump to impress the judges with Fare, Poise, Duration, Believability, Extra Element, and Bonus that includes time, and Style.\par
Announcer 1:  And right now I see ALL the judges with the pants down working their cocks into a furor as  Oberon Behusterhouse has just crossed the four minute mark!\par
Announcer 2:  He\rquote s well on his way to scoring big points\emdash\par
Announcer 1:  Oh!  What\rquote s this I see?  Oberon Behausterhouse has suddenly faltered!  Oberon has stumbled!\par
Announcer 2:  But Oberon is still air humping!\par
Announcer 1:  That\rquote s right, as long as he doesn\rquote t stop humping air or fall to the ground then he is still in the running.\par
Announcer 2:  The crowd that was roused has suddenly grown quiet.\par
Announcer 1:  And, Bob, it has just come to my attention that contestant P\rquote tak Onalu from Hawaii has been disqualified because he is not a male!\par
Announcer 2:  That\rquote s right, Frank, all contestants in this field must be male.\par
Announcer 1:  Fucking bitches.\par
Announcer 2:  Easy, Bob.\par
Announcer 1:  Sorry, Frank, that just slipped out.\par
Cue kissing sounds\par
Cue crowd rousing ruckus\par
Announcer 1:  And it looks like Oberon Behausterhouse has made the five minute mark!\par
Announcer 2:  And just in time, too!\par
Announcer 1:  That\rquote s right, there\rquote s cum spray everywhere!\par
Announcer 2:  The judges will need a few minutes to gather themselves but I am sure that we will be seeing 10s on those scorecards.\par
Announcer 1:  There will be a brief pause while judges make their marks.\par
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Rory\par
\tab There was a conflict in mind; a double standard\emdash and it bothered Mack.  A lot.  He was, in essence, no better than the scumbum Rory, but then again he (Mack) thought himself to be so.  There were similarities and differences\emdash the latter was hard to pin down.  It boiled down, though, to the simple fact that Mack didn\rquote t like Rory and his mistreatment of Jena.\par
\tab Regardless of the fact that Mack also had his way with young girls, and Jena included; regardless of the fact that Mack also enjoyed spanking and other forms of discipline; regardless that Mack\rquote s sole purpose was to have as many girls (and boys) as possible to suit his insatiable appetite for sexual deviancy\emdash Mack regarded Rory as scum.  So, in the dead of night, Rory met his fate.\par
\tab Mack didn\rquote t feel like driving all the way to the secret cave in the mountains, he had been there too many times and with the last instance involving the ranger he decided that avoidance would be a good thing.  So the old cement bridge was the more optimum spot.\par
\tab\ldblquote You cant fucking do this!\rdblquote  bitched the royally pissed of Rory.\par
\tab Mack begged to differ.  Rory stood on nimbly legs wavering as he fought off the effects of his torment.  He seethed hate, cursed, and exhibited signs of an angry man on his last breath.\par
\tab Early, though\emdash\par
\tab A brief stint in the pokey hadn\rquote t curbed Rory Valdeckkio\rquote s desires, the unnatural ones.  He had been beaten up pretty good\emdash only inciting his hatred of Jena and her Mother and ruining his life.  Jena\rquote s disappearance was a bother\emdash and he was to blame.  Rory had no idea what had happened but figured the little bitch had something to do with it and was probably with her Mother\emdash setting him up.\par
\tab Rory\rquote s stint in the county pokey was brief\emdash it wasn\rquote t supposed to be.  But thru errors technical and otherwise, Rory Valdeckkio was released prematurely along with a large group of others.  After sliding into a taxi with some of the released he was deposited downtown without having to pay as no one kept tabs on the tab and due to further confusion Rory skated free.\par
\tab Having no money on his person he did what he was good at\emdash stealing!  He was scruffy, stinky, scummy, and conniving.  He was also thirsty and horny.  A deep seeded desire to do serious bodily harm to Jena (and her Mother) swarmed in him compelling him to seek them out.\par
\page\tab It was quite a hump from the middle of downtown to the suburb across the river, the redneck area.  Arriving just after three in the morning Rory waited, biding his time.  He was hungry, too; but his hate was mounting and all he wanted to do was to spank Jena\rquote s ass raw\emdash then fuck it!\par
\tab When the rays of morning light came to be\emdash the hiding in the bushes Rory noted that his pick-up was not in the driveway; nor was the little car Jena\rquote s Mom had.  Then there was the dog; a big black Lab that came sniffing around and when finding Rory in hiding went berserk chasing Rory out from the side yard into the alley.\par
\tab The dog managed to nip Rory\rquote s bare ankle; climbing over the chain link fence in a hurry and Rory ripped the meat of his hand at the wrist; clambering over the wooden fence and Rory scratched his legs and backside.  People were coming out to see what the dog was carrying on about causing Rory to duck in behind the trash cans and wait it out.\par
\tab Despite appearances, Rory Valdeckkio wasn\rquote t an idiot; after a couple of hours in hiding he slowly made his way along the alley, finding a hat to hide his hair.  He had three day\rquote s growth of beard and so maybe that would, too, hide his appearance\emdash while he searched for his truck and bitch\rquote s car.\par
\tab By noon he had found neither.  He had walked block after block, all over the redneck area to no avail.  Pissed off he sulked under a great oak where a round seat encircled it at the base.  To one side were single dwelling rental units, ratty and tatty.  Dirt/gravely roads down the middle with a larger tract to the otherside with a redneck grocery store centralized.\par
\tab Rory\rquote s thirst and hungry compelled him and using nothing but gall and balls robbed the store.  The money wasn\rquote t much but he helped himself firstly to some beer, corndogs, burritos, and snacks.  When placing his purchases on the counter he faked having a gun in his shirt.  He looked like hell; the beard growth, tattoos, beaten up face, and smell.  The proprietor had been robbed before and didn\rquote t put up a fuss and Rory walked out with his goodies.\par
\tab He hadn\rquote t gotten to the edge of the gravely parking lot when he heard sirens\'85\par
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in your neighborhood\par
\tab 1)  While song birds sung, hummingbirds hummed; the air scented with hollyhocks and roses, in a backyard a little boy\rquote s head popped up from a huge cardboard box that had contained a large kitchen appliance. \par
\page  \tab A hole had been made just enough for the boy\rquote s head to poke out and he scanned the whole of the backyard intently.  He was all smiles; dark hair, blue green eyes, and no more than eight years young.  After a couple of minutes or so he ducked back down inside the box and another boy\rquote s head popped out.\par
\tab The new boy had flaming red hair, freckles, and a beaming smile.\par
\tab Taking a peek inside the box; the first boy was sucking on the pud of the second boy!  He was!  Both boys had their willies out\emdash proud and strong.  The second boy had his pants and underwear all the way down to his ankles while the first boy merely had his dong out of his pants.  While one boy made \ldblquote lookout\rdblquote  duty, the other slurped his schlong.  It was curiosity and exploration.\par
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\tab 2)  What a day!  A surprise pop quiz in Science\emdash her least favorite class; pitching has gone to whack and she didn\rquote t strike out anyone; Tad Barton she thought would ask her to the upcoming school dance instead had asked another girl; two upper-class girls vying to take over the lucrative babysitting jobs trying to start untrue rumors; and lunch didn\rquote t agree with her.\par
\tab An English essay, math, and history homework; make some phone calls to hopefully ward off the rumors and set things straight\emdash be up front with the parents she would call and hopefully her explanation would make them feel better and be wary of the other girls; was it her night to make dinner?  She needed to practice her pitching arm; meet up with the girls (girl friends) and discus strategy in regards to the \ldblquote other\rdblquote  girls who were trying to horn in on their babysitting gig; and just so much to do in so little time.\par
\tab What was that noise?\par
\tab The cars were gone; she knew her Mom worked until four-thirty at least; the new Daddy was quirky and came and went anytime he wanted (owning your own business has it quirks.)  \par
\tab What was that noise?  \par
\tab Holding her breath, Kristy waited and strained to hear\emdash then realized her tongue was out and she looked ridiculous.  Slapping herself (not literally) she stood up from her desk chair and made way to her bedroom door.  She figured it was her new little sister, Karen, making noise in her bedroom.\par
\tab Karen was alright, but Kristy was thirteen and Karen was six.  Kristy had no love for the little girl and regarded her mostly as a pest.  She was cute and all, but a child and bothersome.\par
\page\tab Why her Mother had to remarry after the divorce was barely cold Kristy couldn\rquote t figure.  \ldblquote someday you\rquote ll understand\rdblquote  her Mother had said.  HA!  Kristy didn\rquote t hate the new man in her Mom\rquote s life\emdash but she didn\rquote t overly like him, either.  He was nice to her and bought her stuff, a new baseball mitt, bicycle, clothes, hat, but \ldblquote buying\rdblquote  stuff was one thing\emdash he was trying to buy her love and that was already taken by her Dad, her biologically Daddy who now resided on the other side of the country.  And that annoyed Kristy\emdash was he trying to distance himself from her?  From his wife\emdash Kristy\rquote s Mom?  \par
\tab What was that noise?\par
\tab If Karen got in trouble, like hurting herself from prowling with her curious curiosity and Kristy was home and didn\rquote t stop her\emdash then SHE would be the one to get in trouble and not Karen.  Already since Karen had been in the house Kristy had gotten into trouble over the new sibling\rquote s antics more than once.  Nothing serious, just a scolding but it was enough to further put Kristy at odds with her.\par
\tab What was that noise?\par
\tab If the little should really get hurt\'85\par
\tab Kristy sucked it up and moved into the hall and down to Karen\rquote s bedroom.  The door was open a crack and peeking in she saw the little tyke sitting on her bed.\par
\tab Then Kristy\rquote s mouth fell open as she saw the girl\rquote s Daddy standing before her\emdash he was NAKED!  His cock was in the little girl\rquote s mouth!  Little Karen was in her panties only and sucking her Daddy\rquote s big dick!\par
\tab\lquote Oh my God!\rquote  she said to herself, then; \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she said aloud.\par
\tab Daddy \ldblquote Ted\rdblquote  whirled pulling his manly manhood spewing some just spewing spew; most of which splashed onto his daughter\rquote s face.  She was all giggles and smiled at her new sister, Kristy, and even waved a little kiddie wave.\par
\tab Kristy fled back to her room.  Naked Ted followed.\par
\tab Actually, he had a nice dress shirt and his pants and undies were just at his ankles.  Before Kristy could shut (and lock her door) the man was there.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Get out!\rdblquote  Kristy shouted.  It was a standing order that Ted Warner had no right to enter Kristy\rquote s room unauthorized (or other wise according to Kristy).  She repeated her demand and upon the new Daddy not complying quickly enough added \ldblquote Get the FUCK out!\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy was terrified and horrified; the new Daddy stood with an erection still and shut the door behind him.  He was tall, over six foot but not as tall as an NBA star.\par
\page\tab Owning his own business, the man was always well groomed and looked nice.  Had he not been a love interest of her Mom\rquote s, Kristy might have thought differently of him.  But he was and she didn\rquote t.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get out of here!\rdblquote  Kristy demanded.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think so.\rdblquote  Ted replied.\par
\tab Kristy was horrified even more at his balls (not the literal ones).\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going to tell my Mom!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Go ahead,\rdblquote  Ted said smiling folding his arms.\par
\tab That got her.  Kristy didn\rquote t know what to say.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I know something you don\rquote t.\rdblquote  Ted said in his mono voice.\par
\tab The hairs on the back of Kristy\rquote s neck stood out; a tingling feeling of pending doom seized her.  She didn\rquote t much care for it.  And there suddenly was the needful urge to go to the bathroom.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what do you know?\rdblquote  she asked timidly.\par
\tab Ted opened up in a broad smile saying, \ldblquote you\rquote re not as good as your Mother thinks you are.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you mean?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ted held the info back, being an ass.  He took a look around the teenager\rquote s room; it was kept up but there was a laundry basket full of ready to be washed clothing, some panties and bras were on top and his 40 something year old eyes fell onto them.\par
\tab\ldblquote Pervert!\rdblquote  Kristy exclaimed and then once more her breath was taken as she suddenly remembered she had just caught him with his dick in his daughter\rquote s mouth!\par
\tab\ldblquote Before you get uppity, missy,\rdblquote  Ted cautioned with words and a hand up, \ldblquote there\rquote s something you should know.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  she asked again.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You know what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote About you and your little friends.\rdblquote  he said flatly.\par
\tab For a moment Kristy thought he was talking about her girlfriends.  \par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote You know the ones, what\rquote s their name, Todd?  Henry?  Stevie?\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy\rquote s face went ashen.  \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she uttered mostly to herself but it was audible enough to be heard.  Ted nodded that he knew about Kristy\rquote s extra babysitting activities with the young boys.  Todd was eight years young, Henry was almost eight, and Stevie was six months from being eight.\par
\page\tab Before Kristy could form a possible excuse, or ask how he knew about her activities with the aforementioned boys, the man moved from the door and stood with his hands on his hips.\par
\tab Then he said something.\par
\tab Kristy blinked her eyes.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You heard me, \lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote That\rquote s what I thought you said.\rquote  She shook her head, \lquote no fucking way.\rquote  To wit,\par
\tab\lquote Yes way!\rquote  and with a smile and a beckoning finger he motioned for the confused petrified girl to follow him.  Out of the bedroom to the room he shared with her Mother.  From his dresser, middle drawer, he removed a video camera.  On the view screen was revealed to Kristy her \ldblquote antics\rdblquote  with Todd, Henry and Stevie.\par
\tab Young Todd was naked, but so was Kristy.  On Kristy\rquote s bed the two lay with young eight year old Todd on top of her.  They were having sex.  Kristy\rquote s hands were all over the young boy\rquote s ass; he humped so-so but it wasn\rquote t the act that he was doing but the FACT that he was doing.\par
\tab Young Henry was doing Kristy from behind while she sucked off on Stevie.  All three were nude in Kristy\rquote s bedroom and none the wiser of being spied on\emdash let along videotaped.\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you want?\rdblquote  Kristy asked (although she sort of already knew.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Like I said before, \lquote take off your clothes\rquote .\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Or what?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Or I just happen to let your Mom see what you do with your charges.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote You wouldn\rquote t!\rquote  Kristy was genuinely terrified, petrified that her Mom would indeed find out about her being naughty with her young charges she was in charge of.  That just wouldn\rquote t do.\par
\tab\lquote Where?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Right here, right now.\rdblquote\par
\tab It was a quandary for the young teen.  The new Daddy stood\emdash waiting.  Kristy stood\emdash confused.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sure your Mom, and those boys\rquote  moms, wont like to know what you\rquote ve been doing, either.\rdblquote\par
\tab He didn\rquote t need to say that.  Kristy stood totally shocked.  This was so wrong.  But he was right and Kristy had no choice\'85\par
\page\tab Slowly and did Kristy nervously undo her top.  Her pretty dark eyes were focused solely on the man who stood mere feet from her.  A myriad of confusion reigned in her mind.  Blackmail.  Pure and simple she was being blackmailed.\par
\tab What would he do once she had taken her clothes off?\par
\tab With her top off she stood with resounding confusion gripping her.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re not done.\rdblquote  stated Ted matter-of-factly.\par
\tab In a numb state of motion she pulled off her bra.\par
\tab For thirteen, Kristy had a nice set of breasts.  Very nice.\par
\tab After a minute of staring, Kristy felt compelled and continued undressing, kicking off her shoes and then undoing her jeans.  She felt weird and just a little frightened; it was like it wasn\rquote t happening\emdash not to her, anyways.\par
 \tab Her confusion continued to plague her and before she knew it she was pushing down her pants.  It was like being in a fog\emdash a funk fog like she had never experienced before.  She stood trying to get a grip on what was happening but wasn\rquote t having much luck.\par
\tab After a minute or so of standing in her panties only, new Daddy Ted cleared his throat and said \ldblquote you\rquote re not done yet.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy blinked her eyes.  She felt very uncomfortable and wanted to run.  This was so wrong!  Panic began to swell in her; she began to breathe hard and felt trickles of sweat tickling her.\par
\tab\ldblquote Think about your Mom, friends, school, those boys\rquote  moms\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy\rquote s Mom would freak out she was sure of that.  Her friends would be horrified.  Her school would probably expel her.  The boys\rquote  moms would want her arrested.  That just wouldn\rquote t do.\par
\tab Slowly, shaking her head in the negative, Kristy rolled down her panties and stood stark naked.  She felt herself breathing; it seemed extraordinarily warm; a bit of nausea began to consume her; and the need to go to the bathroom began to take precedent.\par
\tab Ted took her by the elbow leading her to the bed.  Kristy stepped out of her clothes and walked nakedly to the great bed Ted and her Mother shared.  In her head, it felt like when she dove to the bottom of the pool at the deep end; the pressure was great\emdash tremendous even.  The confusion and panic (and sickness) had gone beyond their levels to a new level.\par
\tab The next thing she knew was being positioned against the bed on her knees!  With her mind in such a state of confusion she was barely aware of what was happening\emdash until three bare handed smacks to her bare ass later\'85\par
\page\tab Kristy was being spanked!\par
\tab It was unconscionable.  Not even her bio Dad spanked her!  She had been scolded, sure; she had even been jerked by the arm and put to a corner; but bare assed spanking?\par
\tab There was, of course, more to the spanking.  After several medium swats to her bare ass Ted began smoothing his hand over the blistered bum; then his fingers went into the crack touching her anus!\par
\tab But wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab Her legs were parted and the man\rquote s fingers went to her cunny!\par
\tab Kristy was too shocked to react\emdash although it wouldn\rquote t have done her any good.  Ted\rquote s hands went voraciously all over her ass area, cunt, hips, and then up her sides to play with her young teenage breasts.  It was then that Kristy realized that Ted\rquote s cock was against her ass!\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it, or take it in the ass!\rdblquote  Ted seethed.\par
\tab Suck it\emdash or take it in the ass?  What was he saying!?\par
\tab Kristy gulped\emdash she sweated, felt ill, more confused than words could describe, and unable to shake the mounting fear.  Her whole world had come to a dramatic climax with no end in sight.\par
\tab For some reason\emdash she turned about indicating Option 1.\par
\tab Ted\rquote s cock WAS out.  It was long, hard, and shaped much like a banana.  Kristy had heard that\emdash the only cocks she had seen were indeed little boys and their cocks had yet to curve.  \par
\tab Closing her eyes, and with Ted\rquote s hand to the back of her head, Kristy engulfed the lengthy cock going all the way down on it.  Ted moaned, Kristy gagged.  Sucking Henry, Todd, and Stevie did not compare.  There was a curiosity about what a guy\rquote s cock would taste like; there were some boys her age in her social, older, and even high school boys she knew and wondered what slurping on their flutes would actually be like.  Sting cheese was the taste sensation she got from sucking Henry, Todd, and Stevie.\par
\tab Ted\rquote s cock was not like string cheese.  It was a hot cock, a little musty, and there was no description of \ldblquote taste\rdblquote  she could come up with.  Slowly she began bobbing her head back and forth along the shaft\emdash the cock seemingly increased in size!  There was an overwhelming compulsion to speed up her efforts; a gag repulsion butted against the act but Kristy couldn\rquote t stop.\par
\tab Ted was the one who brought an end to the satisfying\emdash very satisfying oral pleasuring.  Kristy gasped for breath while her new Daddy masturbated, reeled and rocked on the balls of his feet, then face humped her.  With Toddy she had him the youngster do the same\emdash but with new Daddy Ted it was different.  Way different.\par
\page\tab After the face fuck Kristy found herself up on the bed and Ted on his knees licking out her pussy.  She had gotten Stevie to lick her there but had yet to get Henry and Tod to do so.  Her mind was all in a blur and a whir; nothing made sense.  She lay (unrestrained) with Ted driving his tongue into her cunt.  Somehow it thrilled her.  There were sensations that were ignited in her sex that caused her to be tingly all over.\par
\tab Not since getting dicked by the three little charges had she been so thrilled.  Fingering herself and using various \ldblquote implements\rdblquote  hadn\rquote t done the trick, either.  Ted\rquote s tongue, though, caused eruptions like never before.\par
\tab Then, it was not Ted\rquote s tongue but Ted\rquote s cock!\par
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\tab Getting fucked by a man was something\emdash really something!  Kristy\rquote s confusion confounded her and even long afterward she wasn\rquote t sure if she liked it or not.  The sensation to her cunny was remarkable and did in fact make her cum; something that Henry, Toddy, and Stevie hadn\rquote t been able to do.  But of course, they had inadequate cocks.  Having sex with her young charges got her off but not sexually.  It was just the plain and simple fact of having sex with them that got Kristy aroused (and off.)\par
\tab Sex with a read cock, a real man cock, was a mind blower.\par
\tab How long he humped her she didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  It rocked her world but she strove like anything not to let him know it.  While he plowed her pussy he manipulated her breasts, tweaking the hardened nipples; then slobbering on them.  There was arousal there, too.\par
\tab The pumping action was intense\emdash Kristy had no idea that lovemaking could be so.  She imagined Hank Facato, Fred Dorn, Brad Gearwood\emdash boys her age; and Sam Aw, Vance Richardson, Donald Patrick\emdash boys who were a year older.  She also knew some high school boys\emdash all of which she wondered what getting laid by them would be like?\par
\tab As she thought of getting gangbanged the man banging her currently stepped up his efforts; a hand went to cup her butt; her legs went flailing wildly and the need to pee became great with her.  Ted drove his pud faster and faster, grinding against her cunt and that special nub that seriously caused her to flip out and get into the groove of getting laid.\par
\tab Both Ted and Kristy arched their backs; they shuddered and went into near convulsions with Ted saying something Kristy didn\rquote t catch but Kristy said something like \ldblquote OH SHIT!\rdblquote  as the tingling sensation erupted throughout her young teen body delivering the most intense orgasm she had ever had.  (at thirteen, how many could she have?)\par
\page\tab Ted pulled out and removed the condom he had slipped on before slipping IN to his new daughter.  His throbbing cum squirter let off steam; he lay it against the girl\rquote s pussy cum drenched cunt and humped there a bit more before having her \ldblquote turn over.\rdblquote\par
\tab The spanking resumed but Kristy was too far gone to be aware.  She felt \ldblquote something\rdblquote  but it just didn\rquote t register.  There was a mild awareness but it was dull to her\emdash much less than what Ted desired.  He humped the girl\rquote s ass before landing a hand to it.  Kristy wriggled but didn\rquote t protest.\par
\tab\ldblquote Raise up.\rdblquote  Ted said.\par
\tab Kristy raised her hips up and Ted caressed the burning flesh, explored the hole with his fingers, tongue, and then finally his cock.  Kristy squirmed at the intrusions then clenched at the finale.\par
\tab\ldblquote Finger yourself.\rdblquote  Ted commanded.\par
\tab Kristy put her fingers to her sensitive nub and began diddling; Ted\rquote s cock began make entry but beings as he had just fucked her cunt AND came off within\emdash the strength in his dong was not quite up to par to full make anal entry.  But entry he did make\emdash not full but close counts.  He went in part way, then pulled out and spanked his cock against the girl\rquote s still inflamed ass.  Then he spanked the cheeks with his hands until his cock was raging; a glide up between the legs to hump the cunt and he was pushing his way back into the dirt chute with a little more strength.\par
\tab Kristy fingered her cunt\emdash fingered her cunt\emdash fingered her cunt.  Her mind was virtually blank.  The confusion had been incredible and undecipherable to the point it just blanked out.  \par
\tab Ted made full entry, his sweaty balls cinched up to her body and slowly he began pumping with his hands gripping tightly to her hips.  Kristy continued to finger herself until she knew no more.\par
\tab Knew no more?\par
\tab What awoke her she wasn\rquote t sure; there was the pesky need (still) to go to the bathroom.  She was naked, her pussy and asshole (especially asshole) was sore-sore-sore.  And there was the stickiness to contend with, too.  Her mind was dull and barely could she make sense of why she was in her Mom\rquote s bedroom.\par
\tab Sitting on the toilet peeing and farting her young teen mind slowly began to reassemble.  It still didn\rquote t make sense\emdash she had \ldblquote willingly\rdblquote  had sex with her step-Dad?  That wasn\rquote t right.  But she sure did.  There was a black fog bank swallowing up the details; it confounded her and when her confusion began to swell (again) there was a brilliant bright light in her mind.  The next thing she knew\'85\par
\page\tab Pausing outside her little sister\rquote s bedroom there was the little tyke naked on her bed, giggling as she sucked on her bio Daddy\rquote s cock.  Ted was nude and stood rocking back and forth putting as much of his Daddy dong into Karen\rquote s mouth as possible.  He smiled to the still naked Kristy,\par
\tab\ldblquote Come join us.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy stood a moment, farted, then entered into her sister\rquote s room.\par
\tab On her knees against the bed with Karen\rquote s legs open Kristy licked out the child\rquote s cunt\emdash while behind her new Daddy Ted happily drilled her asshole (again.)  As Ted humped and humped and humped he made small minor adjustments to the EMAD in his hand\'85\par
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Oh! That naughty girl!\par
\tab Ramjen Reeva had amazing eyes; he had an amazing smile, too.  The boy\rquote s dark hair, whimsical smile, those amazing eyes made him quite the catch.  And Mandy Vanderbam had caught him.  Ramjen was new to Earlimart Elementary, he had older siblings in junior high and high school; he himself was the youngest\emdash and according to Mandy V, the cutest!\par
\tab Being new, the boy from India didn\rquote t make a lot of friends right off.  Mostly he was made fun of because of his accent.  Some girls were curious about him but mostly everyone kept their distance.  But that was the way it was with most new students.  Mandy made her acquaintance with Ramjen and soon the two were fast friends.\par
\tab But for Mandy, it wasn\rquote t exactly \ldblquote friendship\rdblquote  Mandy was after\'85\par
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\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s finish lunch early.\rdblquote  Mandy suggested to Ramjen.\par
\tab That was ok with him, Mandy had something planned\emdash in the short time that Ramjen had been associated with the 4rth grader the idiosyncrasies of Mandy Vanderbam had been noted.  She was always up to something; she had curious eyes that suggested so and Ramjen was ok with that.\par
\tab With lunch quickly consumed the two scooted out of the crowded and noisy cafeteria and out across the large playground to the baseball field.  There were several baseball areas but only one with bleachers and a large backstop.  The area behind the backstop was where Mandy made for and she did so acting nonchalantly so as not to draw undue attention.\par
\page\tab The backstop was a construct of having a three foot curved wooden wall spanning twelve feet or so; then a curved chain link fence to keep wayward baseballs from going out beyond the school boundary.  And the school out of bounds area was a rough brush area that butted against a railroad track; beyond that was a warehouse area of mostly cotton storage.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna see me pee?\rdblquote  Mandy had asked earlier.\par
\tab Ramjen blushed and shrugged.  He guessed so.  He had an older sister, she was eighteen and in here first year of college.  Their relationship was ok but she was so much older and had a \ldblquote busy\rdblquote  life he really didn\rquote t have much to do with her\emdash or her to him.  The rest of his siblings were boys.\par
\tab\ldblquote Have you ever seen a girl peeing?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ramjen shook his head, No.  Nor had he ever seen a girl naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to?\rdblquote\par
\tab Once more Mandy\rquote s new friend smiled, blushed, and shrugged.\par
\tab The area behind the backstop was cluttered with trash, parts of bleacher seating, a large lawn tractor, and well enough hid the children from their antics.  Mandy\rquote s first antic was to squat down and pull the crotch of her panties to one side.  \par
\tab Most days Mandy V wore pants, slacks occasionally for special school events, skirts and dresses were seldom but she did wear them (occasionally.)  This particular day she wore a short skirt, simple; blue and green with daises.  Green knee socks, green tennis shoes with a blue/green simple top.  She was a nice looking girl (for ten years old.)  \par
\tab When the stream of pee began to spew, Ramjen hunkered down and eyed the happening; he smiled and squatted with eyes wide and cock hard.  As Mandy peed and peed, Ramjen got wood.  It was his first woody and distracted him from Mandy.  \par
\tab After her pee, Mandy laid out on some crushed cardboard and pushed down her panties, opening her legs and revealing her sex for Ramjen to enjoy.  The boy was distracted from his woody to Mandy\rquote s snatch.  It was the boy\rquote s first view of a girl\rquote s poon.  He had no idea.  None.  He had seen pictures, crude drawings on the bathroom walls; lame pictures in health books; and the mannequins in the department store.  But what a girl really-really looked like naked\emdash he had no idea.\par
\tab Now he did.\par
\tab Mandy lay fingering her sex, parting her legs wider and giggling.\par
\tab Ramjen sat on his knees totally mesmerized.\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t a lot of time, though; despite ditching lunch hour early it was a bit of a walk to the backstop area so they had to hurry if anything else was to go on.\par
\page\tab Sitting up, Mandy paused half a moment to look upon her stunned friend, it was unaware that he was gouging the heel of his hand to his woody.  Mandy slyly put her hand to the boy\rquote s bulge and brought him to a new level of pleasure.\par
\tab With eased manipulation the sly girl had Ramjen\rquote s cock out.  It was of average size, warm in her hands, and already spurting pre-cum.  Ramjen was awed into a stunned stupor and could only watch as Mandy masturbated him, worked his balls out of his underwear, then \ldblquote went down on him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Once you get a blowjob\emdash you want another one\emdash and then another.\par
\tab Mandy V sucked on Ramjen\rquote s cock and did a hell of a job, too.  At amazingly ten years young of age the girl had an expert manner in cock sucking.  Her tongue skillfully rolled about the super sensitive crown, then her teeth raked up and down the equally sensitive shaft all the while her hands fondled his balls.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t take long of doing this before the boy was cumming.\par
\tab The experience was a mind blower and at first frightened him.\par
\tab Mandy maintained a mouth lock on the boy\rquote s cock and sucked him dry.  There was nothing Ramjen could do but take it, enjoy it, and revel in it.  The act was the most amazing thing he had ever had.  And Mandy wasn\rquote t through!\par
\tab After the suck, Mandy laid back down and worked off her skirt and then her top.  At ten, Mandy had small beginnings of having breasts.  She wore a small halter to contain them but the breasts were small enough not to bother with a regular bra.\par
\tab Ramjen was totally mystified and stared at the naked girl.  Mandy fingered her cunt and had to tell her stunned friend, \ldblquote take off your clothes.\rdblquote  Of course he did.\par
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\tab Randy Rivers\par
\tab Randy Rivers was a year older than Mandy; he had beautiful blond hair; incredible eyes; and a fantastic smile.  Typical boy attire, open unbuttoned shirt, clean crisp plain white tee-shirt, jeans, and a fresh young boyish face that made him a Subject for a one Mandy Vanderbam.\par
\tab Mandy had known Randy since 1rst grade, they were both new to the school district and shared classes together most the way thru to their current grade, 4rth.  \par
\tab One day, \par
\tab\ldblquote Are you nasty?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy was not the one to hide her boldness.\par
\page\tab In typical fashion Randy blushed and shrugged.\par
\tab\ldblquote I dunno, maybe, I guess.\rdblquote  There was something quirky about the girl asking such an imposing question.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want to be?\rdblquote  Mandy asked with a twinkle in her eye.\par
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\tab Once the backstop was the perfect place to be (nasty.)  And once more Mandy was not in jeans but a short dress.  Young Randy had practically run accompanying Mandy.  He was confused but not overly so\emdash it was the anticipation that was the bugger of it; he didn\rquote t know what to expect but he expected something.\par
\tab No matter what, Randy wasn\rquote t prepared for Mandy; once in behind the pile of useless school junk the girl hoisted up her short blue dress revealing the simple fact that she wore no panties.\par
\tab Randy smiled.  He had no choice.  Randy got wood\emdash he had no choice.  He stared and stared and stared at the girl\rquote s bald nakedness; he liked\emdash a lot!  Mandy giggled and fingered herself before spreading her stance and relieving herself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  blurted Randy.  He had never seen a girl peeing before and really hadn\rquote t a clue how a girl did.  He just never thought of it before.  There were thoughts about girls, of course, what they looked like naked; but he had never seen a girl, not even a little one, naked.\par
\tab But there was Mandy Vanderbam\emdash naked AND peeing!\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you got to pee?\rdblquote  she asked offhandedly.\par
\tab Randy shrugged, \ldblquote No.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab Mandy frowned oddly\emdash the boy was dense and didn\rquote t get it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Want to see my butt?\rdblquote\par
\tab Again, she got a rolled shoulder shrug.  No matter, Mandy turned about and revealed her naked bold butt\emdash then she bent down some and pulled a cheek allowing him optimum viewing of her crack, the hole, and goodie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn!\rdblquote  quipped the boy.\par
\tab Mandy rubbed her boldness saying, \ldblquote You can touch it if you want.\rdblquote\par
\tab Randy\rquote s feet, though, were mired in cement; scarcely could he move but Desire pulled him forth and Want To pushed him.  A nervous hand went tremblingly to the girl\rquote s offering.  He had barely ever even touched a girl\rquote s hand let alone her ass.\par
\tab But touch a girl\rquote s ass he did.\par
\tab And from touching to\'85\par
\page\tab The word \ldblquote ass pounder\rdblquote  took on a new meaning for young Randy; often the words implied to homos, faggots, gaywads.  Randy didn\rquote t particularly really know what it all entailed\emdash but his info on sex was also a little dim.  Heck, the boy was just starting to find pleasure in pleasuring himself!\par
\tab Then there was Mandy.  With Mandy\rquote s help his cock was enjoying pleasures he had never known could be.  All over Mandy\rquote s smooth warm ass his cock rolled; with Mandy\rquote s hand guiding his cock went up her crack and then poked her hole.  Randy had to wonder if he put his pud into the hole would that make him a homo?\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t into Mandy\rquote s asshole his hard cock was directed but the place where she had just peed from.  But the concept of \ldblquote sex\rdblquote  was not all that elusive to the young boy, he had the general idea\emdash he just had never engaged in such activity and therefore knew little about its complexities.\par
\tab Natural instinct, though, took over and as soon as the head of his prick made entry into Mandy\rquote s cunt\emdash the Neanderthal aspect of copulation took over and he fucked. \par
\tab\lquote why didn\rquote t someone tell me of this!\rquote  was Randy\rquote s thought as he put it to Mandy V.  The sensations seething thru his young near naked body were more than thrilling.  He pumped with great tenacity; his balls slapped, his body sweated, and more than once was there an overpowering sensation exploding in his cock.\par
\tab He clenched, gripped Mandy\rquote s ass hard and power fucked until there was a sudden release of incredible sensations words could not describe\emdash but he knew that he wanted to do it again\emdash and again\emdash and again.\par
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\tab Nick Vincenti\par
\tab With sandy brown hair, brown eyes, a great smile, Nick Vincenti had some serious charm.  On the soccer field he commanded the ball and was a team player.  He looked great in the school colors; white and blue.  More than one girl sought his attention but only Mandy managed to nab him.  But it wasn\rquote t at the baseball backstop\emdash the naughty girl got her man at the school sponsored dance.\par
\tab As usual, most school sponsored dances were in the evening type time and usually lame.  The boys hung with themselves, the girls did likewise.  There was some dancing\emdash encouraged by the chaperone teachers and equally lame parents.  Some.  There was punch, a little mixed socializing, but not much more than that.\par
\page\tab After an hour Mandy found her Target at the punch bowl.\par
\tab\ldblquote This is so lame.\rdblquote  Mandy declared.\par
\tab\ldblquote No kidding.\rdblquote  Nick conferred shaking his head.\par
\tab\ldblquote Beats being at home I guess.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Homework, lame parents, everything.\rdblquote  Nick said dejectedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, we could do something.\rdblquote  Mandy said slyly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  Nick said; he was game.\par
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\tab The sun had long gone; it was warm out; there was some chatter close by prompting Mandy to take Nick by the hand and escort him to where she knew it would be safer\emdash the backstop.  It was quite a walk from the cafeteria where the dance was being held\emdash in the dark.  The two strolled along merrily, though, hand in hand.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t dark-DARK\emdash they could see with the natural light of Nature and the lights around the school corners; but down the middle thru the baseball fields to the destination\emdash it was dark.\par
\tab Mandy would have preferred somewhere closer to the cafeteria\emdash she wasn\rquote t really all that keen on the dark-DARK but with Nick she was fairly secure.  Once at the backstop Mandy announced, \ldblquote I have to pee!\rdblquote\par
\tab Nick sighed\emdash\lquote all the way out here and now she\rquote s gotta go back!\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bathrooms way back thatta way.\rdblquote\par
\tab Although it was dark, Nick could see Mandy smiling.  He also could see her fiddling with herself.  Er, more to the point pulling up her party dress and then doing something else he wasn\rquote t quite sure of.  Then it came to him\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  he exclaimed, \ldblquote are you--\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy giggled her response\emdash\lquote yep, I\rquote m taking my panties down!\rquote\par
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\tab It was more than a blur than anything else \lquote cause the next thing he knew he was getting blown.  He knew what it was but it had never happened\emdash not to him.  Mandy Vanderbam was sucking him, blowing him.  There wasn\rquote t a lot of \ldblquote blowing\rdblquote  involved so he didn\rquote t understand the term.  But the suck part\emdash that he understood and it was a mind blower!\par
\tab And Mandy Vanderbam\emdash she was nude!\par
\tab Nick\rquote s pants and underwear were down at his ankles\emdash this after the girl came up to him after pushing down her panties.  She stepped out of the garment and spread her legs\emdash the next thing he knew was the distinct sound of someone peeing!  He knew that sound\emdash he did a lot himself!  \par
\page\tab The next thing he knew was that his cock was busting out of his pants!  It was strangely erotic to hear a girl peeing\emdash and as his eyes adjusted he could \ldblquote see\rdblquote  the girl peeing.  It was incredible.  But there was nothing in comparison to what the girl did next\emdash which was to walk up to him and present herself.\par
\tab She was nude.\par
\tab Nick wasn\rquote t sure when she ditched her dress but she was stark raving nude!  But wait!  There\rquote s more!  After standing against him for a minute or so she just reached out and grabbed his dick!  She did!\par
\tab At first, Nick was startled\emdash way startled.  But Mandy merely rubbed her hand up and down his erection and it felt good!  Then she was undoing his pants!  All Nick could do was stand there\emdash it was the most fantastic thing ever to happen to him.\par
\tab After Mandy had the pants undone she massaged the cock thru the boy\rquote s tidy-whiteys driving the boy even more so into sexual frenzy.  Although he was supposed to keep his white jeans clean\emdash he quickly got out of them not caring about the dirt.  Down came his underwear, too.  \par
\tab With his shirt he was as nude as Mandy.  The girl massaged his favorite organ and after a minute or so of this she moved down to her knees.  The blow job came soon thereafter and it was\emdash a mind blower.  Sure he had handled himself; sure there were times he humped his bed, pillow, etc.  But never in his young life had he thought getting sucked off by a girl would feel so good!\par
\tab The blow job, of course, led to\emdash\par
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\tab Ki Chen\par
\tab Earlimart Elementary housed grades from 4\super th\nosupersub  to 8\super th\nosupersub ; there were lots and lots of cute boys in each of those grade levels\emdash the cutest were in the lower grades but the \ldblquote dashing\rdblquote  handsome boys were in the junior high area, the 7\super th\nosupersub  and 8\super th\nosupersub  graders.\par
\tab Some boys were dorks, many were dweebs, geeks, dinks, dinkus, fat and unpleasant to look at in daylight hours.  Thankfully, though, the aforementioned weren\rquote t that many.  There were Asians in the mix, some African-Americans, Mexican-Americans, American Indian; boys with Italian heritage, French, English, Australian, and other.  Boys with long hair, long flowing hair, and buzz cuts.  Boys who were tall, slender, regal, and \ldblquote just right.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ki Chen fell into the category of \ldblquote just right.\rdblquote   He was Asian, raven dark hair, mysterious dark eyes, and a special mystique about him that caught the eye of a one Mandy Vanderbam.\par
\page\tab The school dance was barely cold in Mandy\rquote s mind when she set her sights on Ki Chen.   The insatiable girl had for a long time eyed the young teen; he rode a special custom bicycle; had a persona suggesting \ldblquote rogue\rdblquote ; and more than once acknowledged Mandy\rquote s existence.\par
\tab Her time with Nick Vincenti had been good and lasting.  After sucking his dick and getting a mouthful of his jiz, she jerked his pud squirting a bit more of his love cream onto her face and then down onto her budding breasts.  She had the boy\emdash by the balls and then everywhere else.  \par
\tab After rubbing his pud onto her face she laid down on the cardboard and fingered her cunt.  The confused boy took a moment before easing to his knees; from there he took another moment to stare at the naked girl.  It would have been better had it been in the daylight and they had more time.\par
\tab Thank God for natural instinct; the boy was still clumsy but eventually made vaginal entry with dutiful pumping commencing thereafter.  Mandy twisted, giggled, and possibly orgasmed right then and there as the lovely handsome boy penetrated her.  Nick was still clumsy and awkward but he eventually got the hang of it; a time or two his pud slipped out\emdash he humped Mandy\rquote s gash but managed to slip back in and continue to bring extreme pleasures to the both of them.\par
\tab But once was not enough (it never is.)\par
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\tab After the fuck, the two stole some time to lay together.  The air had been warm but got warmer.\par
\tab\ldblquote I could use a swim.\rdblquote  Nick chuckled.\par
\tab\ldblquote I got a pool.\rdblquote  Mandy said with a smile.\par
\tab But Mandy also had parents who were home.  Nick didn\rquote t.\par
\tab After dressing, the two naughty young lovers made quick their return to the lame school sponsored dance and reintegrated themselves amongst their social klick.  By then, of course, the dance was ending and all the young peoples were being shooed to go home.\par
\tab Nick explained that he had been deemed old enough to \ldblquote take care\rdblquote  of himself while his parents were out.  He was twelve, mid way along being twelve and had proven himself to be responsible.  He had the latest technology to keep him safe; GPS locator, whistle, shriek alarm, green belt in Karate, and the latest EMAD detector and preventor.\par
\tab Mandy had those, too\emdash at the insistence of her parents.\par
\tab Nick\rquote s home wasn\rquote t far from the school, they walked hand in hand with flashlights along a well lit street where there was roving security guards on foot as well as by car.  The kids were well known and were acknowledged and even escorted along their route.\par
\page\tab At Nick\rquote s house the kids made for the bathroom where both had to \ldblquote go.\rdblquote   The house of Nick was a two-story job, very nice but not over the top.  There were siblings, all older, all boys.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I gotta pee.\rdblquote  Nick had announced.\par
\tab\ldblquote Me, too!\rdblquote  giggled Mandy.  \par
\tab There were two bathrooms on the ground floor; one was a half bath while the other was a full bath.  At the half bath bathroom where Nick was headed \lquote cause he really \ldblquote had to go\rdblquote , Mandy barged in with him.  Nick sheepishly started to go to the other bathroom when\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t have to go.\rdblquote\par
\tab Once more and she had caught the boy off guard.\par
\tab Mandy took her dress and soiled panties off.  Nick was all eyes and his need to pee was somewhat curbed.  The girl sat on the toilet, opened her legs then looked gleamingly to her stunned lover.  He was too stunned to react so once more she took over working her hand to his erection.  His white jeans were a little dirty but not bad.  Expertly she undone the jeans and pulled them down\emdash then\emdash then she sucked his dick thru his tidy-whiteys!  She did!\par
\tab All Nick could do was stand and fall into oblivion.\par
\tab Mandy sucked the bulge\emdash sucked the bulge\emdash sucked the bulge before tugging the underwear down and engulfing the engorged member.  Nick straightened up his young body with eyes fluttering and mind going berserk.  Such intense pleasures!  It was for sure Mandy was in control.  The girl worked her mouth expertly up and down the boy\rquote s schlong, sucking the member into a new realm of pure pleasure.\par
\tab But the need to pee was great.  \ldblquote I gotta pee!\rdblquote  Nick exclaimed.\par
\tab Mandy took the boy\rquote s dick and angled it to her chest.  She looked up smiling to the distressed boy conveying \ldblquote go ahead.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nick had no choice but it sure was hard (get it\emdash hard!) as the naked naughty Mandy Vanderbam held his cock\emdash masturbated his cock.  A bit of sperm squirted out and then the flow of pee suddenly began to stream\emdash stream out splashing all over Mandy V\rquote s chest.  Once the relief had began their was no stopping the flow and Nick relieved himself greatly.\par
\tab When done he was more than exhausted.\par
\tab Mandy was still in control and pulled the boy down to his knees, opened her legs wide and let the boy see HER pee.  It was the most amazing thing he had ever seen.  He grinned and understood somewhat the intricacy of a girl peeing.  Seeing Mandy naked he understood what a girl looked like naked; bent over, bending over, and going to the bathroom.  His curiosity was satiated (but still overwhelmed).\par
\page\tab After the pee\emdash Mandy sat on the boy\rquote s face IN the bathroom; there she got him to lick her pussy and understand what \ldblquote eat a girl out\rdblquote  meant.  Young Nick got an eyeful of Mandy\rquote s cunt.  It filled his mind and pissed on his face!  Then they 69ed before going for a dip in the pool.\par
\tab Nick Vincenti would never be the same again.\par
\tab Mandy, however, moved on.\par
\tab Ki Chen.\par
\tab Ki Chen was two years older than Nick.  Mandy was totally absorbed with the boy; he was a conquest she wanted badly.  His persona, too, took on an aire of \lquote bad boy.\rquote   Ki was new to the area, coming from a big city in the northern part of the state.  There was charm but Mandy saw the \ldblquote rogue\rdblquote  part that was alluring and she had to be a part of it.\par
\tab Ki Chen didn\rquote t spend a lot of time at school once it was over.  Despite his \ldblquote Asian\rdblquote  heritage, Ki was not into scholastic achievements; he played soccer, dabbled in chess, was a part of a math/science club, but Ki\rquote s joy was biking\emdash to wit, motocross.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t Mandy\rquote s sport.  \par
\tab But she attended a couple of events\emdash to watch her man.  He was pretty good, too; taking 5\super th\nosupersub  overall all out of a competition of thirty riders.  Mandy found some thrill in the sport, but her sights were not on the ride but the rider.  The conniving girl got herself a bike, though, and began practicing.  She was no where near the talent for competitive racing but hoped to be good enough for the junior league of amateur racing.  That was where Ki Chen came into play.\par
\tab At one event, young amateur Mandy V fussed with her equipment and bike.  It was a costly sport but Mandy had good enough grades and was a good girl all around that her parents popped for the new sport although they had concerns about the dangers.\par
\tab Mandy had no real love for the sport, it wasn\rquote t her thing.  But Ki Chen was her thing so she tolerated the frustrations and wondered if there was a better way to capture her goal?  There probably was but Mandy took the current route and that was ok with that.\par
\tab Seeing her frustration with the assembly of her protective gear brought the unwary Ki to Mandy\emdash as planned.\par
\tab\ldblquote This strap goes here,\rdblquote  the kind boy said.  He was dashing, of which Mandy wanted to dub him, Dash.  Those dark eyes\emdash so mysterious!  That hair\emdash unkempt, long, hanging partly into his eyes.  He was truly a beautiful handsome boy and Mandy wanted to have him\emdash at least for a couple of minutes.\par
\page\tab The gallant boy had a fantastic smile, too; he continued to help with the many fasteners to the protective garment she wore.\par
\tab\ldblquote On that fourth turn before the multi jumps, where\rquote s the best place to hit it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Before you hit the triples, go up on the berm and gun it hard or when you come back down on the path you\rquote ll go endo.\rdblquote  he smirked but it wasn\rquote t snide.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stay out of the ruts,\rdblquote  warned-cautioned Ki, \ldblquote they\rquote ll kill you for any attempt at passing anyone.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Just watch the whoops, they come at the end in front of the grandstand\emdash if you lose it there you\rquote re toast.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy wasn\rquote t looking forward to it and actually hoped to skate the event entirely.  She was going a long ways to \ldblquote get her man.\rdblquote   Ki escorted her to the line and helped her get lined up.  Words of encouragement filled Mandy\rquote s head; he seemed sincere and that just made him more desirable.\par
\tab There had been days of practicing prior to the non-competitive event.  It was not a big deal, not for championship points, money, or anything of the like.  It was just a group practice.  \par
\tab Mandy did well\emdash until the that third turn and the dreaded whoop-de-doos (or moguls).  Taking the high bank to avoid the perilous triple hills one after the other Mandy\rquote s bike found the one rut on the high bank that shot her down into the middle of the track where the front tire bore down into the torn up dirt flipping her.\par
\tab Terrifying moments for Mandy\emdash and the audience AND her parents in attending as three riders came barreling thru the middle of the whoops barely missing Mandy as she lay out sprawled before officials red flagged the riders.\par
\tab It would have been terrific if Ki would have gotten to her but it was officials and medical aid.  Mandy was whisked away on a stretcher to the in-care center infield and checked over.  Thankfully, the protective gear she wore saved her bones\emdash her spirit, however, took a major ding.\par
\tab The wind had been knocked out of her; she was dizzy and a little disorientated.  The fall really hadn\rquote t been too traumatic but it was bad enough (bad enough to end her motocross career.)  \par
\tab That following Monday and Mandy found herself being approached by Ki Chen.  The cafeteria had sections for the differing grades and from all those students\emdash he had picked her out.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi!\rdblquote  he said in greeting.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  Mandy replied but not with a lot of enthusiasm.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote I saw you eat it, Saturday.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, it was a dinger.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote d your parents say?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy rolled her eyes and Ki knew her racing career was done.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, at least you tried.\rdblquote  \par
\tab They chatted a bit more about the race and others who \ldblquote ate it\rdblquote , too.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna go for a walk with me?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sounded like a plan; he didn\rquote t have anything else to do\emdash\lquote cept hang with his friends, maybe study for an afternoon test, go to the bathroom, play video game on his phone\'85\par
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\tab At the backstop area Mandy and Ki found more trash than usual; beer cans and bottles mostly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Someone\rquote s been partying.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Dang, and I missed it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ki chuckled and Mandy fretted.\par
\tab\ldblquote We probably should head back.\rdblquote  Ki said not really knowing why he had come with the girl in the first place.\par
\tab\ldblquote Are you nasty?\rdblquote  Mandy boldly blurted asking.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy shrugged and gave her best smile; twinkling eyes, cocked head, all conveying \ldblquote I\rquote m up to something; wanna join me?\rdblquote\par
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\tab With the backstop area compromised Mandy led her Prey along a small dirt path to the nearby train trestle.  There was a canal with some water in it; sometimes the canal was dry\emdash sometimes it was not.  There were dirt embankments and Mandy liked to get right underneath the area where the dirt bank met up with the trestle\emdash especially when a train went thundering overhead!\par
\tab After quickly checking for bums, young Mandy Vanderbam pulled off her shirt and halter.  Ki Chen stood stunned\emdash just like the boys prior.  He looked around cautiously to ensure security and then continued to watch in stunned awe as the odd girl pulled down her pants AND panties.\par
\tab Be damned the fact that she was a ten year old fourth grader!  Ki undone his own pants and freed his cock; Mandy stepped out of her clothes and was stark raving nude.  Ki\rquote s cock was stark raving hard.  The air was warm but time was short.  The nude girl giggled and scampered up under the trestle laying out with her legs open\emdash invitingly.\par
\page\tab Ki gave the area a once more look over then made his way under the trestle himself.  It no longer mattered that the nude girl was ten years old.  She reached for (and got a holt of) his cock and stroked it.  Ki was in awe; he stared at the naughty girl and his cock got as hard as a rock!\par
\tab On his knees Ki sat going totally ballistic as the strange 4rth grader worked his pud with not only her hands but her mouth!  It was his first blow job.  He was not an avid masturbator but did so occasionally.  There were two girls to his credit he had had sex with; there was, also, a boy!  Well, it\rquote s good to be versatile.\par
\tab Just before bringing Ki Chen off and the distinctive telltale feeling of something approaching began to rumble.  Mandy giggled and sat back working Chen\rquote s schlong with her hands.  The boy was nude; he was handsome and well built\emdash mostly due to the athleticism needed for the motocross sport.  \par
\tab Just as Ki slid his lovely cock into Mandy\rquote s sweet cunt and did the thundering 12:30 Eastbound locomotive rumble over their heads.  For Mandy it was no biggie\emdash Ki kind of freaked a little as the train was literally right over them.  But Mandy\rquote s cunt was something else and the air being so charged with their illicitness and thunder the event of sexual engagement was incredible.\par
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  Toby Charles\par
\tab Toby Charles was different than the other boys recently in young Mandy\rquote s life; Toby had charm, looks, athleticism, money, and a most importantly\emdash a car.  Toby Charles was a high schooler.  Mandy V had aspiring desires.  Toby Charles was one of those desires that inspired her\emdash in essence another conquest.\par
\tab The high school Toby Charles went to was down three blocks and one over.  Mandy V attended the school for one class\emdash math.  Mandy V seemed to have a knack for numbers (she saw the figures (and answers) in her head without going thru the fuss of writing out the computation of how she arrived at said answer.)\par
\tab She also liked to dabble in Art which was something not offered at her current school.  Only a small handful of other non-high school girls went to the high school; some were chess whizzes, others were English phenonoms; able to quote large tracts of literature by heart. \par
\tab After a week of attending the high school and Mandy set her sights on Toby Charles.  And a week thereafter\'85\par
\page\tab It\rquote s all about the timing.\par
\tab The advanced math class Mandy partook of was in the afternoon, the last scheduled class for the school.  Most times and Mandy had a ride\emdash her worried parents made strides to leave their workplace early to pick her up and safely deliver her home.  A week of that and Mandy had had enough and made other plans.\par
\tab The plans involved Toby Charles.\par
\tab Mandy was nothing if not conniving and detective-slash-stalker.  After setting her sights on her Target/Subject she began following him noting his time at the gym, last class, lunch hour, and time he left the school for home (or wherever.)  \par
\tab Armed with the knowledge of the habits of her Subject she chucked her parents to the curb (so to speak) and began taking up a stance at the front of the school.  The first \ldblquote wait\rdblquote  and Subject Toby was with a group of boys.  The second wait and it was a small gaggle of bitches.  Third time and he was alone.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  she said kinda of meekly clutching her book bag and looking a little petrified.\par
\tab Toby Charles was caught off a little but acknowledge the girl with a \ldblquote Hi\rdblquote  back.\par
\tab\ldblquote Aren\rquote t you a little young for being here?\rdblquote  he chortled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Special class, math.\rdblquote  Mandy replied.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote  Toby said back.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m gifted.\rdblquote  Mandy stated with a smile.\par
\tab\ldblquote Glad someone is,\rdblquote  Toby said dejectedly, \ldblquote me and math don\rquote t get along.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy gave him a smile, a twinkle, but strangely\emdash the boy didn\rquote t bite!  The Subject went on, crossed the small street in front of the school and out to the student parking lot.  The bastard!  Mandy stared at him with glare.  This didn\rquote t make her happy.\par
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\tab Mandy wasn\rquote t happy the next go round, either; nor the next one or the one following.  The Subject had an entourage at one time and Mandy herself had an interruption with being sidelined by a beaming teacher at Mandy\rquote s unique math abilities and showing her off to some other teachers; a discussion of an awards banquet featuring all unique math prodigies and bla bla bla.  \par
\page\tab Then one day it was raining.  A rare Summer storm that both fouled the normal weather and Mandy\rquote s mood.  Her plans of having her Prey had not gone well\emdash she should have done had him by now and moved on to someone else.  The foul mood of Many pre-empted the fact that Mother Nature was soaking her.  The rain was hard but it was enough to wet the roads and sidewalk.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re gonna get wet.\rdblquote  said a familiar voice.\par
\tab Mandy almost glared at him but held off destroying him with her look saying, \ldblquote Yeah, I know.\rdblquote  Then she put on the appearance of someone in desperation.\par
\tab\ldblquote Someone coming to pick you up?\rdblquote  Toby asked out of concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote Supposed to have already been here.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Probably held up by the rain.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Most likely they forgot\emdash again.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote  And Toby held fast not racing off to his ride and leaving her behind.  This was new.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where do you live?\rdblquote  Toby asked nonchalantly.\par
\tab\ldblquote On Crenshaw, by Guilimon-Sutter Park.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I know where that is.\rdblquote\par
\tab And?\par
\tab\ldblquote Kind of far to walk, huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy nodded, \ldblquote I\rquote ve done it before\emdash got yelled at \lquote cause I\rquote m not old enough to walk by myself.\rdblquote  And it took thirty minutes plus to make the trek.\par
\tab Toby shrugged, \ldblquote I guess I could give you a ride\emdash if no one shows to pick you up.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy\rquote s heart gasped\emdash\lquote gotcha!\rquote   But she tried not to show her exuberance; her glee would surely tip the boy off.  Or was he finally noticing her; noticing her fine tight ass, sweet face, tight pants?  Was he finally becoming what most boys were\emdash horndog?\par
\tab Toby Charles\rquote  ride was a standard pickup with extended cab.  The bed had the remains of hay; there was the distinct odor of horsey about the vehicle; it had fat tires with custom wheels, tinted windows, gun rack, aluminum tool box, strewn rope, and the distinctive odor of horsey.  Toby Charles was a cowboy.\par
\tab Mandy was okay with that.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I love the sound of rain.\rdblquote  she said as they got inside the truck.  Toby held off firing the American truck up and listened to the rain, too.  So for a minute or two they sat listening to the pounding of the increasing rainfall on the roof.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote So, you like country music.\rdblquote  It was a statement of fact rather than question.  As Toby made way down a side road to the main drag, Mandy rifled thru his collection of cassette tapes; all featuring country music.  The cab of the truck was cluttered\emdash papers, books, more rope, parts of a saddle.  The smell of horsey was still very prevalent.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you gotta be right home?\rdblquote  Toby casually asked as he came to the stop sign.\par
\tab Mandy was caught off guard (for once.)\par
\tab\ldblquote No, not really.\rdblquote  Her young mind was racing for a backup plan to cover potential lies and such.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, I-I was just wondering if you\rquote d like a rootbeer float or something.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy was once more caught off guard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sure.\rdblquote  she answered. \par
\tab Once on the main street there was a popular hangout for teens, a famous nation wide chain fast food joint that featured rootbeer floats.  And Toby Charles was buying.\par
\tab There were only a handful of high schoolers inside the joint, the rain was coming on harder driving some in and others away.  After getting their rootbeer floats and securing a booth by one of the great bay windows facing the main street,\par
\tab\ldblquote So you\rquote re one of those math wizards, huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I guess so.\rdblquote  Mandy said being on the defensive.  She was a little uncomfortable and she didn\rquote t know why.  Something was up.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m not so good in math, just got a C on my last test and barely got that!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright,\rdblquote  Mandy said, \ldblquote everyone\rquote s different, everyone\rquote s got different subjects they like best.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I have to do better or my folks will get mad.  I\rquote m in this junior rodeo thing but have to have pretty good grades to keep up bla bla bla--\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy was beginning to get something (and it wasn\rquote t sex.)\par
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\tab The more she tried\emdash the more she knew what her parents meant by \ldblquote talking to a brick wall.\rdblquote   Toby Charles didn\rquote t get it.  Basic math, yes; basic algebra\emdash no.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Guess I better get you home.\rdblquote  Toby said after half an hour.\par
\tab Mandy nodded\emdash she gave him a so-so stare; she well enough knew why he was being so chummy; he was using her for math help.  It kind of bugged her.  She would just then have to fuck his brains out extra hard\'85\par
\page\tab Once back in the truck a rain cloud opened up overhead and dumped a serious amount of rain onto the truck.  It was a little more than Mandy liked and she clung to the cowboy who held her tightly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sonofabitch!\rdblquote  \par
\tab Toby clung to the frightened girl a bit tighter, rubbed her back and wasn\rquote t too thrilled with the sudden downpour himself.  Mandy clung to her cowboy; her head on his chest, her arms curled up into herself.  As the downpour lessoned\emdash Mandy lowered her head\'85\par
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\tab Toby fussed a bit; he was ansy and at odds with himself as the young Fourth Grader manipulated his private part.  Firstly it was with her hand massaging his favorite organ\emdash then it was her mouth!  He didn\rquote t know if he had a hard-on before she started massaging him or what\emdash but he was hard and couldn\rquote t help it.\par
\tab Plus it felt good.\par
\tab Then the strange girl began sucking him thru his pants!\par
\tab That felt even better!\par
\tab Toby found himself roaming his hand over the girl\rquote s backside; a strange (but familiar) feeling began to emerge but fear and concern was there, too.  Then he saw the top of the girl\rquote s panties and a bit of crack\'85\par
\tab When he moaned and opened his legs\emdash Mandy knew that she had him.  She smiled and began manipulating his balls power sucking his cock that was getting harder (and hotter!)\par
\tab Soon and there was an overpowering need to \ldblquote whip it out.\rdblquote   He virtually had no choice, the agony was just too much (and be damned the fact that a ten year was making him that way.)\par
\tab Both he and the strange girl freed his cock.  Mandy looked upon the hardened prong as like some sort of treat\emdash and it was!  She eyed it lovingly with glee, salivated, grinned big, then put her lips about the prong sucking the shaft.\par
\tab What was cowboy to do?  \par
\tab He enjoyed, that\rquote s what.\par
\tab From the shaft to the head, Mandy worked her magic lips over the teen cock increasing its strength and heat.  Soon and the math wizard was taking the throbbing cock into her mouth.  Cowboy no longer cared that she was ten and began rubbing her backside\emdash slipping his fingers down inside the back of her pants.\par
\tab As Mandy engulfed Toby\rquote s cock she undone her own pants working them down.  Toby was about to explode\emdash figuratively as well as all other ways.  \par
\page\tab There was no choice but to \ldblquote lay down\rdblquote .  It was a bit of clumsy and a lot awkward but once Mandy\rquote s pants were down\emdash and then off along with her shoes, her panties followed.  Cowboy Toby fumbled and was more clumsy and awkward getting his clothes off.  But soon the two were stark naked, the windows of the truck were all fogged up, the rain was still falling, and ten year old naughty-naughty-oh-so-naughty Mandy Vanderbam was sucking off royally sixteen year old junior cowboy Toby Charles.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Toby had a face full of Mandy\rquote s ten year old cunt.\par
\tab A little more awkwardness and the two were 69ing with Mandy on top.  Toby let go all inhibitions about being naughty with such a young girl, that part no longer mattered.  His hands on her soft warm ass thrilled him; his tongue lolling about the girl\rquote s tasty cunt brought him to a level of sexual want he had never experienced before.\par
\tab Mandy bobbed on the cock sucking the life out of it; she fondled his hairy teenage testicles, squeezed his cock at the base and got a mouthful of jiz for her efforts.  She sucked and sucked and sucked, working the pud until all the juices had been issued.  She herself enjoyed a bit of thrill from the boy\rquote s tongue action giving him a bit of her girlie quim juice as well as a bit of pee.\par
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\tab Toby lay breathing hard; the rain was letting up; the windows were seriously fogged up\emdash just like the night he had screwed Becky Banducci.  He had had a blowjob before but none like the cocksuck Mandy V had given him.  Wow!  And just being naked with the girl\emdash that was something, too!  Rubbing her ass, licking her pussy\emdash it was the most fantastic thing ever!\par
\tab But more fantastic than that was Mandy sitting up\emdash and after wriggling her ass onto her cowboy\rquote s face turned about and sat on his cock!  Being a teenager\emdash Cowboy Toby Charles had stamina.  He had cum but his cock remained steadfastly hard.  Mandy wriggled her cunt onto the still amazingly hard cock; Toby lay in marvel\emdash stunned marvel, looking up to the nude ten year old with his mind in oblivion.\par
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\tab For a few minutes they lay in lust; Toby\rquote s hands roamed all over the young girl\rquote s ass and backside slowly increasing his lust drive.  Mandy lay simply grinding on the boy\rquote s cock reeling herself from just laying with the teen.  When his cock was deemed hard enough and time enough had passed Mandy tried working his pud into her sex.\par
\tab The non-moving steering wheel prevented adequate manipulation and thusly penetration.  More clumsy awkwardness came ending with Mandy sitting on Toby\rquote s lap.  They hugged and Mandy continued to grind\'85\par
\page\tab Toby managed to get his cock against Mandy\rquote s cunt and he couldn\rquote t believe that she was taking it (in.)  The strange (horny) girl wriggled and wriggled; she made a face like she was suppressing a huge turd, then settled down with her pussy not her mouth engulfing his cock.\par
\tab His mind went ballistic.  He thought of two other girls he had nailed in similar fashion but none had given him such thrills!  Hand jobbing was one thing, humping his cousin when he was twelve was one thing; finally fucking a girl in his truck was one thing.\par
\tab But putting his schlong into a ten year old girl?  That was something else again.  He could practically feel his cock swelling inside the girl\rquote s cunt\emdash and was he cumming?  It felt like a great healthy morning piss and amazingly\emdash amazingly his cock was ALL the way in her!  \par
\tab It was amazing\emdash truly amazing!  With his hands on her ass, Mandy cunt swallowed his cock and they were engaging in serious fucking.  It was the most fantastic thing ever!  Toby knew he was doing wrong\emdash naked and fucking a ten year old (but she started it!)  The feeling was too much to ignore and the simple fact that the girl WAS ten years old faded.\par
\tab The sensations were enormous; just holding the naked underling to him; their hearts were pounding, sweat drenching, and a tingling sensation that was unique swelled within Toby\emdash along with his swelled cock.  All that mattered was to achieve the orgasm.  His eyes fluttered and he was seriously no longer in control of himself\emdash all that mattered was to cum.\par
\tab Finally after some minutes there was a flood of sexual release.  The release was almost as intense as the act itself.  Mandy clung tenaciously to her naked sweaty teen lover; she convulsed with her young cunny clasping the invading prong that was also convulsing.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wow.\rdblquote  Managed to mutter Toby.\par
\tab Mandy held her tongue\emdash she had him!  She had him!\par
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\tab It wasn\rquote t over, yet.  The rain had long since let up but the two hot lovers in the pickup cab were still at it.  Cracking the wing window to let in some fresh air and let out some of the stank helped.  There was a fair amount of fingering, fondling, groping, and giggling.  Usually when Mandy had gotten her man that was it.  Seldom was there an encore.  With Toby Charles, there was an encore.  And what an encore!\par
\tab This time around, Mandy was on the seat; her shoulders thrown back; her feet up to the headboard.  Her horny cowboy glided his cock up and down the girl\rquote s cunt slowly making entry into her.  It was no longer \ldblquote awkward\rdblquote  or \ldblquote clumsy\rdblquote  but just cramped quarters.\par
\page\tab Cowboy Toby was beginning to feel the strains of pain as his back and legs were giving out.  His cock ached, too.  One more good fuck and he would be done.  That was the thought.  It was total amazement to be involved in such a farce\emdash if he should get caught\emdash OH!\par
\tab But when the sexual feeling grabbed him by the ying-yang\emdash the thoughts of being caught evaporated.  Nothing mattered.  All that there was was to fuck.  Mandy\rquote s legs went everywhere despite her try to keep her feet on the ceiling.  It was Toby who was in control but all he was doing was pumping.\par
\tab And that pumping was intense\emdash a time or two he pulled out and grinded his schlong against Mandy\rquote s cunt, then poked his way back into her sex for more intense fucking.\par
\tab Mandy bit her lip so hard it bled; her young nipples got their hardest yet; she fidgeted as she was fucked\emdash something was stirring in her, too.  A new feeling she had never had before swarmed in her making her tingle like never before.  She wasn\rquote t sure she liked it.\par
\tab Despite the fresh air from the open wing window\emdash the air was stifling in the pickup\rquote s cab.  The two lovers were houndedly hard at it with Cowboy Toby Charles striving beyond belief to get his third orgasm.  Mandy had endured and succumbed to more than two but wasn\rquote t sure if any more.\par
\tab Clinging together rather inelegantly the two lovers surrendered to the wills of optimum sexual discharge.  Deep-DEEP within Mandy\rquote s cunt to Toby let go his love.  His cock was buried fully and much like a male doggie at humping his bitch there was the quickness of the finale.  Juts and juts of liquid love were expelled with the final push/release exploding in such a dramatic fashion that young Mandy had her final orgasm, too.\par
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Finale\par
\tab Joe Gramms\par
\tab There are cute boys and then there are CUTE boys!  Most boys were cute, handsome in some way or another\emdash Joe Gramms, new student to Earlimart Elementary was cute.  Sandy brown hair, blue eyes, and something about him that gave him the \ldblquote Devil May Care\rdblquote  persona.  Whatever that meant.  He was cute and that was all there was to it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi!\rdblquote  Mandy said plopping down beside him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  Joe said back being polite.  He was nice looking in his opened boy shirt with brown tee-shirt.  The boy was more interested in eating than conversing.  Mandy let it be, she had time.\par
\page\tab Day after day, Mandy made it a point to sit by the boy, be talkative, share what she knew about some teachers, tests, what boys to avoid, where places on campus to avoid, and so on.  Joe took it all in\emdash he himself wasn\rquote t much of a talker; the quiet/shy type.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna go for a walk?\rdblquote  she asked one day after finishing their lunch.\par
\tab\ldblquote I guess so.\rdblquote  the unwary target replied.\par
\tab Mandy smiled and batted her pretty blue eyes.  \lquote gotcha!\rquote\par
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\tab The backstop\par
\tab Mandy was surprised to find her favorite hangout had been cleaned up.  All debris, trash, even her cardboard had been picked up and some of the brush cleared.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Usually can find some neat stuff here.\rdblquote  Mandy said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh yeah?\rdblquote  Joe said, \ldblquote Like what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Old coins, baseball cards, some neat looking rocks.\rdblquote   Mandy kicked the dirt with her shoe; checking her watch it was almost twelve-thirty.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna hear something neat?\rdblquote  Mandy asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  Joe said with a shrug.\par
\tab Mandy smiled and led the way to the trestle.\par
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\tab The rumbling of the 12:30 Eastbounder was already felt as the two made their way under the creosote stinky bridge.  Joe had never been so far off school grounds and was all eyes to his surroundings.\par
\tab\ldblquote This way.\rdblquote  Mandy said coaxing the unwary boy.\par
\tab Joe slipped a little as he made way to where the strange girl was hunkered down.  She was all grins and Joe was a little leery.  Something was up.  Squatting down he was about to ask, \ldblquote What up?\rdblquote  when the rumbling began and came rather quickly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  There was a little petrifaction on Joe\rquote s part; Mandy just sat squatting grinning.  It wasn\rquote t to Joe\rquote s liking and less when the great locomotive came roaring over in dramatic fashion.  Joe was ten, like Mandy, and frightened easily.  Fuck the macho shit, Joe ran.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t go far as he didn\rquote t know where to go.  Mandy chased after him (maybe the train shtick wasn\rquote t such a hot idea) catching him at the phone/power pole by the corner edge of the school fence.  The train was still rumbling along but it was better than being underneath it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote  Mandy offered.\par
\tab Joe said nothing.  Taking him by the hand she moved him back to the area behind the backstop.\par
\page\tab With the train gone, Joe was better.  He was still stunned and missed what Mandy had initially said; so she repeated it:\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna see me pee?\rdblquote\par
\tab WTF!?\par
\tab Joe stared and though he didn\rquote t out and out answer, he watched in awe as the strange (very) girl pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees, stood briefly before squatting.  Joe was curious and soon saw the girl peeing.  He had never seen a girl pee.  It was the most oddest thing!\par
\tab Stepping away from her \ldblquote puddle\rdblquote  Mandy stood with her clothes at her ankles revealing her nakedness to the stunned boy.  Drawing a finger to her sex she giggled and blushed.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?  You\rquote ve never seen a naked girl?\rdblquote  it was only obvious.\par
\tab Joe shook his head, No.\par
\tab Mandy continued to finger herself; the warmth of the Summer sun warmed her naked exposure; there was little time left to do anything; bees buzzed; and her cunny tingled-tingled-tingled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you gotta pee?\rdblquote  the strange girl asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  Joe answered with another shrug.  He did shyly brush his hand against a sudden unexpected erection.\par
\tab Undaunted, Mandy laid down on the swept dirt just under the natural curve of brush.  There she was out of the direct sunlight.  Laying down she opened her legs very muchly exposing herself.  Joe was all attentive.\par
\tab Joe was also dim and remained standing\emdash and clothed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Can I see it?\rdblquote  Mandy finally asked.\par
\tab Dim Joe stood dumbfoundedly\emdash and as Mandy scrambled up to help him the five minute warning bell was heard. \par
\tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote  Mandy bitched.  Pulling up her clothes, dusting herself off she somewhat angrily stomped back to regular grounds and afternoon class; Joe followed (somewhat dumbfounded still.)\par
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\tab The next day\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna go for a walk?\rdblquote\par
\tab Joe looked up and grinned.  He seemed more brighter\emdash more happier to see her.  He was also more eager to go for that walk.  They consumed their lunch in quick time, ditched pesky friends, and the bathroom.\par
\tab\ldblquote I gotta pee.\rdblquote  Joe announced.  Mandy smiled and the two nearly ran to their secret place.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t all that secret\'85\par
\page\tab Getting Joe naked was a trick; he was bashful and skittish.\par
\tab Mandy was naked.\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t a lot of time, though, for simple gawking.  Mandy stood before her stunned lover massaging his cock that before now had never been so hard.  Then she was undoing his pants pushing them down.  The stunned boy stood with his aching cock\emdash aching.  Mandy went to her knees and began sucking on thru his underwear.\par
\tab Young Joe Gramms stood on weak trembling knees totally blitzed.\par
\tab Mandy was fully in control; after a minute or so of sucking his young cock thru his underwear she tugged the garment down.  For ten, Joe Gramms had a decent cock.  It was hard and maybe a little bit more than most boys her age.  Only Ramjen Reeva had had a better cock.  Randy Rivers\rquote  cock had been a little thing\emdash it was good but it had been shorter.  Nick Vincenti being twelve had an adequate cock worthy of Mandy\rquote s appreciation.\par
\tab Sucking Joe was pretty good, she caressed his ass warmed by the sun and devoured wholly his young prong.  That led to the insatiable horny girl laying down on some cardboard someone had placed there since her last visit.  Joe had to take a minute to look the girl over; then he pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his clothes.\par
\tab Natural instinct was a wonderful thing; young Joe had never even begun humping his hand, bed, or anything else.  Laying on the naked Mandy Vanderbam was something\emdash really something!  His cock lay right on her cunt; she was naked!  He was naked!  There were strange-strange feelings he had never experienced before.\par
\tab Mandy had to help guide the boy\rquote s cock to where it belonged\emdash in her cunt.  That natural instinct thing kicked in and as Mandy withdrew her hand the boy began to pump.  It was slow and more than once did his dick pop out.  But that was ok, it still felt good and soon the boy sort of got the hang of it.\par
\tab The 12:30 was almost due; the sun was baking Joe\rquote s backside; bees buzzed and Mandy\rquote s hand were clamped tightly to Joe\rquote s very warm ass.  The boy was pumping for all he was worth; their arms and legs were akimbo and the \ldblquote good feeling\rdblquote  was escalating when\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote HEY!\rdblquote\par
\tab Joe flew up as if repelled by opposing magnetism; Mandy scrambled up and was in sheer panic as there stood Mr. Kaska, Earlimart Elementary\rquote s senior principal.\par
\tab Shit.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get your clothes on!\rdblquote  he barked, \ldblquote we\rquote re going to the office.\rdblquote\par
\tab Double shit.\par
\page\tab Joe cried most of the way to the principal\rquote s office.\par
\tab Mandy fretted.  For sure her parents would be called.  That would be bad.  Her \ldblquote good girl\rdblquote  image would be tarnished.  Could she possibly blame Joe?  Her mind raced as she tried in some desperation to concoct something that would save her.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sit!\rdblquote  said Mr. Kaska as he opened the door to his office.  Joe and Mandy entered the office which was in the open corridor where most of the school\rquote s offices were located.  The classes went out in double rows from the laterally positioned offices with small yards separating the class buildings.  A small gaggle of students milled about the open hallways,\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you got someplace to be?\rdblquote  barked the pissed off Kaska.\par
\tab Mandy tensed\emdash this was not going to be easy.\par
\tab Kaska slammed the door shut behind him and roughly sat in his chair grabbing some files from a cabinet.  Mandy and Joe sat on a green vinyl bench seat totally frightened.  It was a situation uncommon for Mandy and she didn\rquote t like it.\par
\tab After a few minutes of rifling thru various files he pulled out two:\par
\tab Joe Gramms and Mandy Vanderbam.\par
\tab Kaska, James W, wore a nice yellow dress shirt with odd colored non-matching tie.  He was very well groomed, in his mid 40s or somewhere close, a little graying of the temples with a stern-stern face made him somewhat formidable.  From one of the files he had opened on his desk he picked up the phone and began pressing buttons.\par
\tab Shit.  He was calling a parent.  Mandy froze and felt very uneasy.  Joe was still crying.  Mandy felt bad for him\emdash but worse for her.  She had never been in trouble before\emdash somehow she had always managed to skate by unscathed.  It was bound to happen she supposed\emdash her luck couldn\rquote t hold out forever.\par
\tab Kaska finished pressing buttons and waited\emdash waited\emdash waited\emdash then hung up and looked at the other opened file and began pressing buttons on the phone again.  Mandy\rquote s parents worked, she wasn\rquote t sure if the file Mr. Kaska had had their work phone or just the home phone.  No one was at home, her Daddy was a construction engineer and was out of town on business; her Mommy worked in real estate.\par
\tab After putting the phone down Kaska stared at the two naughty students.  Slowly he nodded his head, then he sighed and pulled open one of those large drawers of his desk.  Then, folding his hands together he paused before speaking.  Then,\par
\page\tab\ldblquote We can do this one of two ways, (pause for dramatic effect) we can call your parents in--\rdblquote\par
\tab This bit of info only got young Joe to wail out loud.\par
\tab Kaska paused letting the boy\rquote s wailing wail taper off.\par
\tab\ldblquote We can call your parents,\rdblquote  he restated again, \ldblquote or deal with it here in the office.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you mean?\rdblquote  asked a curious Mandy who felt a brief air of relief. \par
\tab Mr. Discipline came into view\emdash a large ping pong paddle paddle laid onto the desk (on top of the two students\rquote  files.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote  breathed Mandy.\par
\tab Kaska gave Mandy a long hard look for her foul mouth; then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s first?\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go last.\rdblquote  Mandy spoke up.\par
\tab Joe turned his head\emdash despite his fright and pending doom he realized that he had just been shafted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go and get it over with,\rdblquote  said Kaska, \ldblquote then you can go sit in detention the rest of the day.\rdblquote\par
\tab Joe hesitated but a long hard stare from Mr. Kaska prompted him to move\emdash into\emdash position.  That was to stand at Kaska\rquote s side.  The young boy\rquote s eyes were fastened to the paddle, it had small round holes drilled in the middle; dark veneer stain on both side with Mr. Discipline inscribed on the handled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take \lquote em down.\rdblquote  the man said.\par
\tab Joe trembled and once more broke out crying.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s time, either now or when your parents are here.\rdblquote\par
\tab This didn\rquote t help.  Joe cried more and more.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go first.\rdblquote  Mandy said standing up.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sit down!\rdblquote  barked Kaska.  Mandy abruptly sat down a little frightened.  This was a situation she didn\rquote t like one little bit.  No, not at all.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m waiting.\rdblquote  Kaska said.\par
\tab With trembling fingers the young boy who had never been in trouble before undone his pants and pushed them down just enough.  Kaska guided the distressed boy down across his lap.  Careening her head over the line of books sitting up on the Principal\rquote s desk Mandy could just see Kaska smoothing his hand over Joe\rquote s butt\emdash Joe\rquote s bare butt.  Mandy smiled\emdash hmmm.\par
\tab Joe\rquote s underwear had been pushed down to expose her young tender butt; Kaska indeed smoothed his hand over the skin and spent two to three minutes just caressing.  Then,\par
\tab SMACK!\par
\tab The paddle made a near deafening crack.  Joe\rquote s eyes bulged and he was at that level where he was unable to make audible sounds.  The paddle came again and then a third time.  Then, Kaska returned to caressing the boy\rquote s burning ass.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Mandy squirmed.  \par
\tab Joe was stood up and while he was upset, crying, burning ass, Mandy just barely saw what looked like molestation.  She wasn\rquote t sure\emdash fucking books were in the way, but it looked like Mr. Kaska was masturbating Joe\rquote s cock!\par
\tab When Joe had calmed down he was allowed to pull up his clothes then sent off to detention.  Mandy\rquote s stomach tightened (as well as her ass.)  She wasn\rquote t sure about being spanked; she had never been spanked so far as she could remember.  She had heard about other kids being swatted, she had HEARD other kids being swatted (in her neighborhood).  But as for her herself\emdash no.\par
\tab Kaska tapped his fingers on the desk and gave a nod.  Mandy suddenly felt ill and tightened up all over.  She didn\rquote t much like the feeling or the tense situation.  With a sigh, though, she stood and made way around the desk to take her place\emdash and position.\par
\tab For a moment they made longing eye contact; then Mandy knew it was time and she fumbled undoing her turquoise jeans.  A bit of fear held her; she felt sorry for Joe and that seemed to soothe her.  Sort of.  Her mind was so confounded that she almost missed what Kaska was doing; briefly ever so briefly on the sly he brushed his hand to his crotch.\par
\tab Did he have a hard-on?\par
\tab Hmmm\par
\tab With her pants down\emdash Mandy paused.  She wrinkled her nose and realized she had to fart.  Probably would be bad karma to let it rip now.  She stood in her powder blue panties letting her Principal have himself a good look.  She tried to see for sure if he had wood\emdash if he did then, \ldblquote gotcha!\rdblquote\par
\tab But the man wore those dress slacks that pooched up making it difficult to tell.  Somehow managing to suppress the pesky fart Mandy positioned herself down across the man\rquote s lap.  She wasn\rquote t sure if getting a spanking at school was supposed to be done in such a manner.  As she settled, Kaska caressed her ass.  Her arms were out with her hands touching the carpet.  That pesky fart was burgeoning and she wondered what Kaska would do should it escape?\par
\page\tab Slowly the man\rquote s hand began intently making circles on her ass; Mandy couldn\rquote t help but tense up at the pending anticipation.  Then the man slipped that manly hand inside her panties.  Try as she might she couldn\rquote t shake the strange unfamiliar feeling that staggered thru her.  It was a strange feeling that made her more than a little uncomfortable.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab He touched her asshole.\par
\tab It was more than brief, too.\par
\tab Mandy tensed up although she didn\rquote t want to.\par
\tab Unlike Joe, Mandy received her swatting by Mr. Kaska\rquote s bare hand.\par
\tab So shocked was Mandy that she didn\rquote t react\emdash one way or the other.\par
\tab Kaska landed another smack covering both cheeks.  Mandy arched her back and felt the sting and actually wasn\rquote t sure how to take it.  She took it two more times before the man stopped to caress the searing butt; his fingers went into her crack and once more touched her hole.\par
\tab When she was stood up the confusion in her young mind was overwhelming.  She was crying, her ass was burning, and she had a unique tingling sensation in her cunt!  Kaska stared at her bald naked cunt\emdash and did he just moan?\par
\tab Mandy slowly got her wits back; her eyes were bleary and she still was uncertain if whether or not she liked the spanking.  As her eyes cleared it WAS clear that Mr. Kaska had a hard-on.\par
\tab Oh!\par
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\tab With her top off and free of her pants and panties, naked Mandy with the still burning ass stepped around Kaska\rquote s knees to sit against the desk.  She had full command attention of her Principal\emdash just the way she liked.  Slowly she opened her legs\emdash Kaska\rquote s eyes went straight to her young bald cunt\emdash and he DID moan.  He was also sweating.  Hoisting herself up onto the desk Mandy parted her legs and lay out fully exposing herself.\par
\tab David Kaska exposed himself, too.\par
\tab Mandy sat up as she saw the wicked cock pronounced.\par
\tab\lquote Damn!\rquote  it was the biggest cock yet!  Toby Charles had a nice-decent cock and boy did it ever thrill her!  But Principal Kaska had a MAN cock.  A MAN cock!  Mandy began to breath hard and salivate at the expectancy of something good to cum unto her cunt.\par
\tab Kaska\rquote s cock was hard; there was a bit of pre-cum soiling the piss slit area; Mandy could feel the heat from it from where she sat.  The man tugged on the skin, waggled it as his fingers came down to the base, and waited.  It was Mandy\rquote s show.\par
\page\tab A small jut of cum squirted as Mandy put her fingers about the manly manhood.  She smiled and bent down to take it\emdash to taste it.  Kaska did nothing but moan as the girl\rquote s lips touched his penis.  He ran a hand thru her thick super curly/kinky light brown hair; his cock assailed to lofty heights as into the girl\rquote s mouth he went.\par
\tab Mandy rolled her tongue about the super sensitive crown; she diddled the piss slit then slowly-slowly made her way down the massive cock.  There was a natural gag reflex she couldn\rquote t help but began bobbing her head just the same getting a few juts of man cum coating her tonsils.\par
\tab More uncontrollable gag reflex; then,\par
\tab Mandy slurped her best then sat back smacking her lips showing her Principal that she had sucked and swallowed.  The Principal was befuddled to say the least\emdash he had just gotten a blowjob from a ten year old student!  Mandy then laid herself back down on the desk, spreading her legs.\par
\tab What was a man to do!?\par
\tab After staring and staring and staring\emdash David Kaska found that he was masturbating slowly and fully enthused.  So enthused that he put his hardening pud against the young girl\rquote s cunt.  well, she WAS willing!  So, why not!?  \par
\tab Mandy fidgeted a little but managed to maintain herself and composure; Mr. Kaska eased his throbbing cock into the girl\rquote s quim and was amazed that he was able to penetrate.  It was a slow penetration; the man\rquote s eyes bulged; his body went taut, and he stared not at Mandy but at the lime green wall before him where his plaques of achievement and measure of himself were.\par
\tab His cock went in\emdash in\emdash in.\par
\tab Mandy began to arch her back and twist as her young cunny was filled to capacity.  Kaska began to withdraw; Mandy pushed her self up to him keeping his cock in her sex.  She giggled, smiled, and wondered if she had to poop or fart?\par
\tab Their lovemaking on the desk got messy\emdash and destructive; books, files, phone, family photos, fell to the floor as David Kaska entered into that realm of full engagement of sex.  He was fucking.  And he was fucking a ten year old girl!  Or was she fucking him?  He didn\rquote t care, nothing mattered; he\rquote s cock had never felt so good.  He made full entry which was amazing (but of course, he had a simple 6-incher).  \par
\page\tab The two illicit lovers humped their fill (and then some).  David Kaska was exhausted\emdash especially his cock.  Pulling out he caught himself and maybe for a second or two realized the super incredible deed he had done.  Mandy stretched, farted, and fingered her goobered cunt.  Boy dick was alright but MAN dick was the way to go!\par
\tab After catching a brief breather, Mandy oh-so naughty Mandy turned over.  It was awkward but she cocked a leg and lay with a new view for Mr. Kaska to marvel at.  And he did marvel at it.  Mandy\rquote s ass was something to marvel and the man while fondling his cum dripping dick caressed Mandy\rquote s soft smooth ass.\par
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\tab Kaska was just about to try for anal entry when the girl he was about to try anal entry on whirled about with eyes wide exclaiming \ldblquote I gotta go!\rdblquote  and being a family man, he knew the desperation look and announcement meant only one thing:  potty emergency.\par
\tab Luckily there was a private bathroom\emdash just a toilet and a sink but it was a bathroom just the same.  Mandy raced to it barely making it.  What relief.  She farted and felt instant relief.  When she had finished, Kaska came in.  He was still befuddled and in a stupor.  Mandy flushed but didn\rquote t leave the toidy.  She sat giggling suddenly feeling strangely sheepish all of a sudden.\par
\tab Kaska tried to convey to the girl, \ldblquote I gotta go, too.\rdblquote  but she wouldn\rquote t move.  She eyed the man\rquote s one eyed pecker, cocked her head and got that \ldblquote gleam\rdblquote  going again.  Then she nodded and Kaska wasn\rquote t sure but moved into the bathroom and up to the strange-strange student sitting nakedly on his toilet.\par
\tab The strange-strange girl began once more manipulating his cock.  But he had to pee.  Mandy knew that.  She firstly sucked it, fondled his hairy man balls, then directed his cock to her chest and waited.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t have to wait long and a strong steady stream of pee began to spew forth splashing onto her chest.  Kaska was more baffled than ever.  He peed and peed and peed and when done peeing\emdash the strange-strange girl sucked his cock once more.\par
\tab And from sucking to fucking\emdash again!\par
\tab Once clean up was done in the bathroom the two returned to the office whereupon Mandy lay up against the desk presenting her ass for Kaska\rquote s perusal.  And he did peruse!  And from perusing to touching!  Lots of touching.  His hands virtually danced all over the girl\rquote s bum, he squeezed it and fondled, groped, fingered, and once more touched her asshole.\par
\page\tab Mandy spread her cheeks and seemed to \ldblquote invite\rdblquote  her horny stern Principal.  It took a little doing but his cock was thriving\emdash thriving!  It ached-ached!  But it thrived with a dutiful hardness.  It still took a little doing to make penetration to the girl\rquote s asshole, though.\par
\tab The man had a dire determination\emdash and while he determined himself, Mandy noted the family photo on the floor.  A woman, two girls a little younger than herself, a boy a little older than she, and then a teenage girl.  For some reason, Mandy just stared at the photo all the while she was sodomized.\par
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The Bitches (of Earlimart Elementary)\par
\tab Schoolyard politics reigned supreme at Earlimart Elementary (as they did on most school campuses.)  Tia Malden, Tricia Boltmeir, and Nancy Juarez made up a collective known as The Bitches.  They had a small entourage of minor wanna-be bitches, too; but they were inconsequential to the main story line.  It was the Trio who came into the limelight\emdash more than once.\par
\tab Just weeks before the end of school and the beginning of Summer break and the subtle rep of Mandy V came to light.  From the lips of the Bitches slight unrestrained rumors began to fill the hallways of Earlimart Elementary.  And not only from the lips of the students but teacher\rquote s, too.  This gave cause for worry for a one Principal David Kaska.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve been hearing things--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I know.\rdblquote  said a disgruntled Mandy slinging her book bag onto the vinyl chair in his office.  She made for his bathroom while a confused in-a-spot Kaska stumbled within himself trying to figure out what to do.  \par
\tab Stepping up to the bathroom door and peering in there was the rumored girl on his toilet doing her business, pants and panties off on the floor.  There was no denying his hard-on; just about everyday since that first day in his office, Mandy V came to his office during lunch for a little hanky and a whole lot of panky.\par
\tab\ldblquote How-how many boys have you taken down to the backstop?\rdblquote  he asked curiously.\par
\tab Mandy tooted, sighed, then thought\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Uhm, four\emdash five, boys maybe.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kaska was shocked and mildly surprised.  The girl was ten\emdash TEN years old, almost eleven, and sexually\emdash very sexually active.  It was unconscionable to almost inconceivable.\par
\tab\ldblquote Four to five?\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Of this school?\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Mandy smiled and completed her business then began washing her hands, standing at the sink stark naked.  True, Kaska had a boner; true he wanted to bone her; true, he wanted to bone her\emdash but he had some reservations.  \lquote Four to five boys?\rquote   that was just the ones from THIS school.  There was an inclination of thought that there were probably (more than likely) other boys, more boys, from other schools.\par
\tab High school?  Did the strange oh-so naughty girl have sexual relations with high school boys?  And what about \ldblquote other men?\rdblquote   Mandy readily took on his cock; did she, too, take on other manly cock?\par
\tab That, of course, dredged up thoughts of STDs.\par
\tab David Kaska was a professional.  An instructor, commanding a small school; a family man; a well respected man of the community; a professional man who in no way should be having \ldblquote relations\rdblquote  with a student.\par
\tab But he couldn\rquote t help it\emdash he couldn\rquote t help himself.  There was something about the strange oh-so horny girl that drew him into her\emdash literally!  She was pretty, she was naughty, she was willing.  The strange girl satiated his carnal lust\emdash and how!  The main thing was\emdash she was willing.\par
\tab The consequences plagued him, though; she should become angry with him she could easily rat him out.  She could come up pregnant.  Someone might get wise and become nosey.  She just might have some lame disease and in his screwing of his good wife transmit said disease.  And that would be bad.\par
\tab While he thought of those annoying thoughts\emdash Mandy had worked out of his brown slacks his cock and was sucking the life out of it!  She was good.  His wife didn\rquote t suck him and getting blown was almost as good as the actual fucking.  And Mandy V had talent!  \par
\tab After the blowjob the girl rinsed her mouth out then made for his desk.  Kaska was just in awe\emdash he was a man, more than enough to be her Father, a professional, her PRINCIPAL!  And yet she waltzed all over him!  Sitting on his desk she fingered her young pussy and once more he was drawn to her.\par
\tab Since the initial initiation days earlier the two had met in his office for the hanky and panky\emdash six times!  Six!  Not five\emdash not seven\emdash but SIX TIMES!  She sucked him, fondled his balls, and pranced about completely nude.  Kaska fucked her little pussy, humped on it, fingered her pussy to his delight, rubbed on her ass, SPANKED her ass, and fucked the spanked ass.\par
\tab It was a mind blower.  It was incredible.  It wasn\rquote t like him and he knew\emdash he knew that what he was doing was wrong\emdash more than wrong.  But the vixen had him and there was nothing he could do about it.\par
\page\tab Standing at the bus stop arena in front of the school on the day she wasn\rquote t at the high school chatting with a friend\emdash Mandy heard voices.  No, not the ones in her head, but voices in the background.  \lquote slut\rquote  \lquote whore\rquote  and other assorted sordid words were picked up; along with statements to the affect \lquote bet she\rquote s fucked every boy on campus.\rquote\par
\tab Was there something wrong with that?\par
\tab There were only a small handful of boys Mandy wouldn\rquote t want sex with; they were visually unacceptable or kind of on the heavy side with a smaller handful of boys deemed too geeky and weird to frolic with.  But for the most part, the general populace of Earlimart students would suit Mandy just fine.  A gangbang!  \par
\tab The taunting continued and began to rile the usually calm and docile Mandy V.  Another gouge came at the expense of a one Sierra Cheyenne.  Sierra was new to the school and had yet to make any friends; she kept to herself and wasn\rquote t sociable.  It wasn\rquote t that she was stuck up or anything; but she had personal problems that she would rather not let be known.\par
\tab Unfortunately, the Bitches knew and were happy to share the information making Sierra Cheyenne more uncomfortable than she already was.  The Bitches wouldn\rquote t quit and slowly had gotten the small growing crowd up to a near unruly mass mentality.\par
\tab\ldblquote I bet she sucks \lquote em off from pre-school to high school!\rdblquote  said Bitch Tricia.\par
\tab\ldblquote Probably humps the football team!\rdblquote  quipped Bitch Nancy.\par
\tab\ldblquote I wouldn\rquote t doubt she sucks off horses!\rdblquote  (and what\rquote s wrong with horses?)  The Bitches kept up their taunt but somehow their target managed to shrug off the bad mouthing.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Bet HER Mom sucks \lquote em all off at Facility!\rdblquote  snapped senior Bitch, Tia, directing her snide remark at Sierra.  Sierra was shocked at such a remark and too stunned to snap back a snappy come back.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s going to be just like her (Mom), a SLUT and a druggie-thief!\rdblquote\par
\tab BAM!  She never saw it coming.  Bitch Tia Malden went down like a barrel of bricks.  \ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote  she said shaking her head finding herself in an unnatural position\emdash on her ass.\par
\tab Mandy VanderBAM stood with clenched fists.  \ldblquote Get up, bitch!\rdblquote\par
\tab Bitch Tia did stand, not too well (and not for long.)  Mandy sent a punch straight to the girl\rquote s chin sending her back to the hard cement sidewalk.  \par
\page\tab As the bad mouthing Bitch Tia stood again and Mandy V stood ready to pop her another one someone in the crowd yelled \ldblquote TEACHERS!\rdblquote   that wasn\rquote t good.\par
\tab Tricia and Nancy faded into the crowd; Tia stood wobbly with some rage\emdash mostly to the pain to her face, butt, and the fat lip.  \ldblquote You fucking cocksucking whore!\rdblquote  yelled the precious eleven year old.\par
\tab\ldblquote TIA MALDEN!\rdblquote  yelled Mrs. Erica Bowipe.  Three other teachers came out thru the throng of students, including Vice Principal Carol Hargrove and Principal Kaska.\par
\tab\ldblquote OFFICE!\rdblquote  yelled Kaska.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah-yeah, I know, I know.\rdblquote  Bitched Mandy and she sloughed her way to the familiar room.  The VP took Tia to her own office.\par
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\tab\ldblquote This is serious.\rdblquote  Principal Kaska stated factly.  He was nervous and at quite the quandary\emdash he was in a spot escalated due to his unique relationship with the offending girl.\par
\tab Mandy sighed and sat in the vinyl seat, hands folded, staring at the floor.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I have to do this,\rdblquote  Kaska said being nervous, upset, confounded all one\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I know\emdash I know.\rdblquote  Mandy said disgruntled still.  She stood and sloughed her way angry with her self (and The Bitches) to come around the desk whereupon she was already in the process of taking her pants down.\par
\tab\ldblquote No-no, please, no\emdash stop.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy was surprised, \lquote what up?\rquote\par
\tab Kaska stood and tapped nervously a pencil on the desk.\par
\tab\ldblquote Too many people know,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote I-I cant let this slide.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy stood twisting a lip, thinking deeply, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I have to call your parents.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote  blurted Mandy.  That was gonna suck and suck bad.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you have to?\rdblquote  she almost whined.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes-yes I do, I-I\rquote m sorry.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well sonofabitch!\rdblquote  Mandy said and returned to her seat and plopped down very disgruntled.\par
\tab Kaska made the call.\par
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Surprises (and other reasons to cum)\par
\tab Surprisingly, no spanking\emdash not from her parents.  Just a scolding.  Mandy\rquote s Mom was a little uptight but her Dad was rather proud of her for sticking up for herself (although he was not clued in on the particulars (the catcalling from The Bitches labeling his daughter as a schoolyard \lquote ho.))\par
\tab The \ldblquote fight\rdblquote  resulted in, of course, a suspension.\par
\tab\ldblquote One week.\rdblquote  Kaska said to both Mandy and her parents.  And upon return to school the following week\emdash detention for a week.  One hour after regular school, plus an essay on some subject about fighting and responsibility bla bla bla.\par
\tab While waiting for her parents to come, Mandy smiled and had apparently regained some of her composure and returned to her stance at the desk.  Kaska had sat back down in his seat.  The face of Mandy was different, she had calmed and returned to that sweet face he loved (he loved to cum on!)  She undone her pants and pushed them down to her ankles along with her panties.  There was no time to stop her (like he wanted to!) and he had an instant erection.  He was getting more action with her than he was with his own wife!\par
\tab\ldblquote I think I need a spanking.\rdblquote  Mandy declared.\par
\tab Kaska was too taken to respond\emdash other than lay a hand to the girl\rquote s ass as she lay across his knees.  That ass was something\emdash really something!  How many times had he laid a hand to her ass?  How many times had his cock went stuffingly up her cornhole?  How many times had he been in her pussy?  How many times had he cum in her pussy, asshole, and mouth?  \par
\tab His mind to fraught with confusion disabled his ability to count the times.  A week\rquote s worth?  Two weeks?  As his hand made small circles about the vixen\rquote s bum he curiously wondered.  A professional man, a principal, a husband, father, pillar of the community.  He was well respected, a Christian even!  In no way whatsoever was he supposed to have relations with a student-especially a ten year old!\par
\tab Moments later and his bare hand was smacking Mandy\rquote s bare behind.\par
\tab Moments later and his cock was slapping her ass then fucking it.\par
\tab They had barely recovered from their tryst when Mandy\rquote s parents arrived.\par
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