{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone\par Book 4\par Still Tripping\par Chapter 23\par CumQuest\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par Schlepping Merrily thru the Woods\par \tab It didn\rquote t seem possible but there were others camping in the area--who were just as naughty and indecent as Shane was to the young girl. After some dozing, including Mandy, Shane buggered up the young girl, fingering her hole with a finger, thumb, and then his tongue. Thereafter he introduced the child to sodomy and drove every inch of his manhood into her.\par \tab He subsequently filled her with his love cream, gently/lightly spanked her ass flesh and then placed her on his lap for some nuzzling and consoling. There, too, was some light French Kissing.\par \tab After a washup of their private parts Shane taught the child how to masturbate, herself and a guy\rquote s dick, too. She was schooled in the fine art of giving head.\par \tab They downed another soda and then washed up before sliding together into a sleeping bag for a night\rquote s sleep.\par \tab Mandy found a blanket and snuggled against the campfire.\par \tab Above her she saw the starlight, jillions and jillions of brightly illuminated stars. She thought she even saw some \ldblquote falling stars.\rdblquote when she realized it she made some subtle and not so subtle wishes. To wake up, for one. To be out of the insane \ldblquote trip\rdblquote she was for another. To be back in the real world.\par \tab Promises? Could she, should she, make promises? About being a more giving, caring, decent person? That was a toughie. She really held no ill will towards anyone, not really. She didn\rquote t loathe or hate. Not even Kristy! \par \tab Child molesting. Hmmm, another toughie. There was those incidences whereas she DID have inappropriate doings with young boys. And she WAS aware of other girls (her age) and boys, too, doing naughty things--and yet she said nothing. \page\tab Hmmmm\par \tab She wondered. Could she change? Should she change? Was what had happened to her was what it was all about? Forcing her to look at herself to make \ldblquote changes\rdblquote in her life to be a better person?\par \tab She had no idea.\par \tab Somewhere after midnight and before dawn, she fell asleep.\par \par *****\par \par \tab A natural nature path went over the creek and meandered thru a deep dense forest. At first glance it was like any atypical forest of deep woods. Then with a lingering look it took on a more foreboding appearance. Not overly or subjectively spooky, but kind of along the lines of ominous.\par \tab Though the woods on the other side of Silver Creek seemed inasmuch as any other woods, moss on the bark, moss on the rocks and logs, it seemed sort of \ldblquote lifeless.\rdblquote Huge ferns and ivy were rampant everywhere. Pines and cedars innermixed close together in great stands and groves.\par \tab Nothing stirred on the other side of the creek. \par \tab On the side where Mandy stood woodpeckers pecked, bees buzzed, and insects--sect? \ldblquote Activity\rdblquote abounded, sunshine was warm, the air sweet and lively. On the other side, nothing.\par \tab As Mandy turned to continue her trek along the creek side, something somewhere deep within the woods made a sound. It took a moment for her mind to search its data base of \ldblquote sounds\rdblquote ; similar sounds came to be, like a wooden boat rubbing against a wet pier. Then deeper than that, not metal to metal rubbing, but boards, big boards, big wet boards groaning and or straining against an incredible weight.\par \tab Then, it was none of those. Or others in similarity.\par \tab It was a whistle.\par \tab A train whistle.\par \tab A huge towering smoke belching old west locomotive.\par \tab Other than the sexual deviancy that was a running theme in Mandy\rquote s \ldblquote trip\rdblquote , so was, apparently, the old west steam locomotive. Mandy felt it had bearing. Some sort of meaning, for her. Of what she had no idea but it was indeed repetitive and freaked her out a little. Just a little.\par \tab Deep within herself she felt a bit of horror about it. The train was not good, it was evil. \tab She could be wrong. She wasn\rquote t sure. She kicked a stone into the creek, heard the splash, and scurried on her way. She gave the wooded path on the other side one last look, then scurried.\page\tab In a nice shady area with a grassy knoll as a backdrop, wildflowers aplenty, the nearness of Spring at hand (or present), 4 young people there were, having a picnic. There was some singing, frolicking, hand clapping to one another and general making merry.\par \tab Two of the young people were very young, the other two were not.\par \tab Mandy stared at the two who were not that young. Kristy (again) and Lonnie! Both were strikingly resembling Kristy and Lonnie whom Mandy knew. On closer inspection the newer Kristy was a bit different in the face, darker hair, smaller/rounder face and not as tomboyish as the Kristy Mandy knew from the Cabin or the hookup with the doggie (from earlier.)\par \tab Lonnie, though, was a near dead ringer to the Lonnie she knew from personal and the Cabin. The hairstyle was a bit different, shorter and he wasn\rquote t so boyish and appeared to be a year or so older than the one she knew (and wanted to know better!)\par \tab With them were two kids, a little girl and a little boy.\par \tab The girl was a dark haired child, short haired, pink hair clips, a pink outdoor top and jeans. She was cute, dark eyes and not biologically related to the New Kristy. The New Kristy seemed to be about 13 years young, too.\par \tab The little boy of the group was reddish haired, blue eyes, freckles aplenty, and having the time of his life. (it was about to get better.) Mandy took a liking to him, too!\par \tab General goofing off, playing, resting from their little hike (not so enduring as Shane & Joy\rquote s, and having their afternoon lunch. Mandy couldn\rquote t get over how close the two teens resembled those she herself knew well. Another facet of her psychosis?\tab\par \tab At length the good stuff began.\par \tab The day was warm, there was a gentle breeze that was cool. The air was scented nicely with wildflowers along with fragrant wild weeds. Very pleasant. The perfect setting for narly business.\par \tab Kristy II was first, she removed her top and exposed her \ldblquote twins.\rdblquote\par \tab Young boy, Jackie stared in awe, eyes bulging, another bulge that was hidden bulging\'85\par \tab The teen boy, Logan II whipped off his shirt and was bare chested. He was nice. Hairless, not really rugged or muscular, but he was fourteen, too. Nice nearly lily white, trim and slim and nice--just nice.\par \tab Kristy II helped Jackie out of his shirt. The boy kicked off his own shoes in anticipation of what ELSE was to come. Logan II pulled off the little girl\rquote s top and gentle caressed her.\page\tab Kristy II sat up on her knees and undone them. Jackie got the task of sliding the garment down. His bulging eyes bulged more, so did the hidden \ldblquote bulge.\rdblquote Little Karen was bashful and blushed. She was giddy and playful and the task of taking Logan II\rquote s jeans down took a little time to perform until her big step-sister reached over and smacked her on the butt--\rquote get to it!\rquote\par \tab Little Karen rubbed her butt and made a mad frown, but did the deed.\par \tab Logan II\rquote s \ldblquote bulge\rdblquote bulged significantly thru his underwear. Little Karen giggled and blushed red. Kristy wasted no time and slid Jackie\rquote s jeans down, helped him step out of them and oggled him in his cartoon undies.\par \tab Logan had difficulty keeping himself from jerking off, his bone demanded immediate attention. He strained and went on to lower Karen\rquote s kiddie jeans--copping a feel of her young tender little butt as he did so. He began to soil his briefs.\par \tab Jackie\rquote s underwear came off and he was nude. Kristy (II) ran her hands up and down the boy\rquote s naked ass, squeezing the cheeks and then toying with his penis. Mandy suddenly felt a gush between her legs. She DID long for a boy, to fondle a boy and BE fondled by him--then to be doinked by him!\par \tab She found herself finger banging herself with deep-deep desire\'85\par \tab Little Karen\rquote s panties came down and Logan was in heavy lust. He hugged the nude child, seriously squeezing/caressing her little ass, pressing his cock--now freed from its confines--against her. \par \tab Kristy leaned forward and grinned big herself, Jackie hadn\rquote t been able to take his eyes off of Kristy--until he was directed to take a gander and the nude Karen. He gave a quirky smile and blushed, his young prick waggled and pulsed and he quickly returned his gaze to the naked Kristy.\par \tab Logan sat back on his heels, knees open. Karen stared giggling at the nude pecker before her. Mandy\rquote s fingers were wet with her essence, desperately she wanted to be in among them. Desperately.\par \tab Kristy reached for Logan\rquote s cock and began stroking it, slowly. She grinned and transmitted an unspoken thought to her little sibling. Karen was too bashful and giddy so Kristy had to take her by the hand and place it about Logan\rquote s bone.\par \tab Slowly and timidly she grasped the dong. She giggled more and more and was very in tune. Logan watched her, so did Jackie. Kristy, on the sly, began to stroke Jackie\rquote s schlong.\page\tab Soon Little Karen was operating on her own, working the prick in her hand to untold heights of excitement. Bits and dribbles of semen spilled out of the piss slit, Karen said nothing but continued her task.\par \tab Kristy had lain down laying partially up on the knoll they were by. She parted her legs and frigged herself slightly. Jackie had the task of actually doing that task and he did it very well--firstly with his fingers, then his tongue, and then his cock.\par \tab The young boy took in every nuance of Kristy II\rquote s cunt, comparing it to Karen\rquote s. He fingered, probed, analyzed and admired the teen pussy. It was very well trimmed, clean, and beyond conceptual idea for a young boy to take in. And after much ado about tonguing the cunt, he was pulled up to lay his prong against it. His face was soaked with a slick goo, pussy juice he was told (later.) Kristy guided him into position and they began to fuck.\par \tab Logan had managed to get Karen to kiss the head of his cock.\par \tab She didn\rquote t particularly care for the taste of sperm.\par \tab There, too, then, was the sucking on the outside of his shaft and then nuzzling his balls. From there there was cuddling, caressing, hand exploration of the young girl\rquote s body; eyeing the lovely-lovely young naked pussy.\par \tab She was then lain out on the clover grass, legs parted, and dealt with; in the manner of being equally admired, probed via fingers, eyes, and tongue. Logan fingered her asshole and engulfed the whole of her young cunny, driving his wicked tongue into her and sending her into near convulsions of sexual bliss.\par \tab Logan could stand it no longer and came up on the child, grinding his aching purple cock monster against her poon and humping. Both Jackie and Kristy watched, but continued in their own efforts of fucking.\par \tab Logan intensified his efforts and began gliding the head of his dong against Karen\rquote s poon, gingerly-gingerly entering the virgin entrance. Karen twisted and rolled and thrashed about; her young legs flailing, hands clutching up the clover she lay on.\par \tab Logan pulled out and humped her cunny, then began another trying, cupping the child\rquote s ass with one hand and sternly making penetration. Karen never cried out in any torment or anguish or any verbal expletives. She took Logan\rquote s teen prick and once the boy was in her she appeared to be humping back!\page\tab It was an unbelievable sex-fest! Little Jackie wasn\rquote t old enough/mature enough to formulate cum. But be that as it may, he COULD orgasm. And he did. The event was orgasmic enough in itself, little Jackie entered into that threshold of what ALL young boys/men desire and no words invented yet to describe the feeling.\par \tab All he knew was that he didn\rquote t want it to stop.\par \tab And when it DID stop, he wanted do it again.\par \tab Kristy was cool with that. She firstly, though, sucked him. A lot. Repeatedly. Young Jackie didn\rquote t want THAT to stop, either. Kristy was good, sucking him wholly, balls and all. She jammed a finger up his virgin pooper and devoured his young pud completely until once more the \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote of orgasmic bliss filled him.\par \tab Meanwhile, Karen.\par \tab Logan II and Karen.\par \tab Cum fully drenched the young girl\rquote s poon. Inside and out. Logan\rquote s near manly manhood still ached and was still significantly HARD. It still spurted love cream, too. Getting Karen to \ldblquote lick\rdblquote said cream was difficult. Logan licked it off his fingers and Kristy sucked it off of Karen\rquote s little poon.\tab\par \tab Karen found it \ldblquote gross\rdblquote and didn\rquote t lick any more of the cock juice.\par \tab Logan licked on the young girl some more, rimming her, too.\par \tab Kristy and Jackie returned to fucking and sucking.\par \tab Mandy determined that she was going to get involved at some point.\par \par Endearing Family Love\par \tab A red tailed hawk circled above the tree top, slow methodic flaps of its wings and an occasional \ldblquote caw\rdblquote sound. Other than the light stirring of the late afternoon breeze, there was nothing going on. It was a lazy time period to be lazy, or recover from an afternoon of \ldblquote shenanigans.\rdblquote\par \tab After Logan had done all that he could do in the way of deflowering young Karen, creaming into her young cunny, soiling the whole of her innocent poon and stomach area, he lay out on his back recouping. Little Karen didn\rquote t seem distraught or pissed or harmed. She diddled her pussy and seemed mildly concerned. She DID lick the spunk off of her fingers, then picked her nose and fingered her asshole.\par \tab Kristy had gotten her fill of being pegged by young Jackie. The boy\rquote s puddling remained stiff, no matter how many times he had orgasmed. Kristy needed a bit of recouping herself, and did so.\page\tab The kids did nothing but rest, fondled their wares, and pee. Jackie stroked himself while watching little Karen scoot off to one side, squat, and began a nice steady piss. Jackie tried to pee but his pud was hard and nothing happened. When Karen was finished peeing, Jackie checked her out. Karen laid/was laid, out on the grassy knoll and Jackie took a turn at eyeing up close and very personal the girl\rquote s cunt.\par \tab By that time, Kristy and Logan had recovered enough to engage in one more round of naughtiness. Logan seemed to be less recovered, though, he fondled his dick, eyed Jackie and Karen with sincere lust--Kristy leaned onto him and began sucking HIS dick.\par \tab Logan liked. A lot.\par \tab She didn\rquote t suck him as long as she had worked on little Jackie\rquote s cock, but Logan didn\rquote t care. She was sucking him and that was all that mattered. She nuzzled (sucked) on his ball sac, too. Then she mounted him, guiding his cock right up into her pussy! Her asshole winked to all those who saw.\par \tab It caused Jackie to crawl up onto Karen and enter her.\par \tab Karen gripped the boy\rquote s ass and the two kids fucked.\par \par ****\par \par Boy! That\rquote s Love!\par \tab A strange \ldblquote smell\rdblquote came wafting along on the gentle breeze. Not overly unpleasant, but it was from far-far someplace far away. Mandy could only imagine (or not) what the \ldblquote smell\rdblquote would smell like up close. It was familiar, though. Its exactness eluded her and she didn\rquote t worry about it.\par \tab After having her fill of the four naughty ones in the glen Mandy moved on, naked. She worried slightly about being stung or bitten, but just slightly. Once more she believed that she was dead, she was a ghost or something like wandering aimlessly in a void, a place of non-existence.\par \tab She didn\rquote t know. Not for sure. And she didn\rquote t care. Not anymore.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck it!\rdblquote she decreed. \ldblquote Wherever the hell I am, fuck it!\rdblquote and she stomped butt bare assed nakedly (and honry) to her new destination.\par \tab Which wasn\rquote t a big stretch of walking to arrive to.\par \tab Naughty business (more) was already in progress upon Mandy\rquote s showing. Boys. Two boys early teens. Butt naked, groping and slurping on one another. Their clothes scattered close by, along with some daypacks. They lay among their cast off clothes withering in atypical arms & legs akimbo.\page\tab Mandy was curious about boys who sought same sex relationships. She knew it was vile and seriously frowned upon by mainstream lovers; but Mandy didn\rquote t. It was kinda repulsive and gross to a point, but she was cool with it just the same.\par \tab Had she always been that way? Had she always been so \ldblquote cool?\rdblquote\par \tab Hmmm Mandy began to wonder and think and surmise that her little mind tripping experience was changing her. Was that a good thing?\par \tab The boys making out were totally unaware of her presence and therefore she was able to come right up to them. Both lads were hard. Damn hard. Cum matter dried on their thighs and bellies. They humped one another, groping and \ldblquote kissing\rdblquote and pounding themselves against one another until their heated passion assailed to an apex. The sandy haired youth of thirteen or so turned/was turned about. He spread his own cheeks and his friend (who else?) rear-entered him.\par \tab Mandy watched as up close and personal the cock going IN had no difficulties and slid near effortlessly inward. The boys grunted, groaned, and entered into a lovely bout of love al la sodomy.\par \tab Again, Mandy found herself friggin her cunny.\par \tab She seemed captivated--strangely, though in a small way it WAS repulsive to watch one boy butt fuck another boy, there; too, was the thrill of it all. Neither lad was vocal, or very vocal. They held one another\rquote s hips and the boy doing the fucking humped until he was satiated satisfactorily. Or until he blasted a massive load of hot spunk.\par \tab Lightly Mandy recalled being fucked up the ass. Or was than an actual happenstance? It was all so confusing. What was real, what was bullshit!? HAD she been fucked in the ass? In any event, she didn\rquote t see or couldn\rquote t see how the recipient of such love could derive any pleasure out of the ordeal. There were no sexual sensors in the asshole, the rim. Well, none that Mandy was aware of.\par \tab Only the cock doing the plowing would/could receive pleasure.\par \tab The boy pumped and pumped, strained deeply and then pumped furiously a bit more until he was totally-totally quenched. The boy who had \ldblquote received\rdblquote turned about and it was more deep penetration kissing. Their hands roamed furiously all over one another and it was pure passion. Pure.\par \tab Further on Mandy found more. \par \tab There was a more defined \ldblquote trail\rdblquote , more evidence of human incursion with bits of trash and toilet paper about the weeds lining the trail. Off the trail by the creek bank a man with as many as three boys were making merry.\page\tab Two boys were merely ten years old. The third boy 15-ish. The man, their father/uncle mid 40s. All were in the process of undressing. The man already had a major boner going. It wasn\rquote t overly attractive, kinda hard looking and could pass for a grungy biker with a little \ldblquote leather.\rdblquote \par \tab The boys were clean cut, only the teen youth had a bit of a boner.\par \tab Short dark hair the teen youth had. Nice looking fella, tall, wiry, athletic prose, wispy smile. He stood up correctly and lightly fondled his prick while watching the twin ten year old boys strip to the skin.\par \tab The father/uncle pulled one of the lads to him and helped himself to lowering the boy\rquote s underwear. He then helped himself to fondling the boy\rquote s young semi-stiff prong. The boy spread his legs and the man worked him.\par \tab The teen boy got on his knees and turned the other boy to him. Fondling, groping, rubbing, and butt cheek squeezing was the norm there. The teen boy went down on the ten year old, sucking his cock until it was quite stiff and then swallowed the boy\rquote s hairless testicles, too.\par \tab One suck Two suck Three suck More!\par \tab The biker-type dude who was not a biker but could pass for one, placed the young lad he had been fondling to his knees, between his own knees. His cock was mammoth. It was stout and hot, pulsing, and desiring to be sucked. The young boy staring at the manly prong didn\rquote t seem upset or frightened or even defiant in the least. He sat up on his knees and began suckling on the head of the cock, working his own pud while masturbating the man\rquote s.\par \tab The other young boy did likewise to the teen boy.\par \tab The biker-type dude breathed hard and drove a great deal of man cock into the little boy\rquote s mouth. \ldblquote Suck me, bitch, suck me hard!\rdblquote he seethed thru his teeth. He was clean shaven, just bushy hair and eyebrows. \par \tab The boy gulped and maintained a steady pressure of slurping.\par \tab At length the man pulled out and circle jerked himself. He hadn\rquote t cum. He seemed a little miffed and pulled the boy up and into himself. More fondling. Serious fondling, light spanking, serious squeezing.\par \tab The man stood the youngster back, admiring his nudity. A thought then did seem to cross the man\rquote s mind and he positioned the nude boy across his lap, again lightly spanking him, squeezing ass flesh, and finger fucking the boy\rquote s hole.\par \tab The teen boy hadn\rquote t cum, yet, either. He pulled out of the boy who was sucking him and positioned HIM behind the other boy. On his knees. The man pulled a cheek open and the twin boy on his knees gave his brother a rim job. He was skull fucked as he did so by the older brother.\page\tab A few minutes of anal loving before the boy giving the rim job was stood up and his young stiffie directed to penetrate and thusly fuck his twin sibling. When the fucking commenced the teen brother made his way around to the boy being sodomized and stuffed the boy\rquote s mouth. The uncle of the three brothers began fondling the boy\rquote s ass, spanking HIM hard, squeezing his flapping balls and getting off while the insane love fest incurred--his cock pressed against the soft young belly of the ten year old boy gave him great thrills untold.\par \tab The twins switched and after a time the teen boy took his prong from the mouth to the asshole. It was a butt fuck not to be believed. The teen bro was very determined to get his nut. And he did. And when he did he nearly fell to the ground; cum shot out of his teen prick continuously--as well as it did from the boy\rquote s asshole he had just fucked.\par \tab Both boys were useless and lay with smoldering on the ground.\par \tab The remaining lad got nailed by the uncle.\par \par Puppy Love\par \tab A nice family out for an outing in the woods. A cute little girl, a dog, and a young teen boy. A mother and a father, carrying daypacks and skipping merrily-merrily with the father using a video camera taking in all the sights.\par \tab Happy-go-lucky and all that rot.\par \tab Mandy paused to watch them.\par \tab Then, just as she thought-assumed all was well--it happened.\par \tab What happened?\par \tab The doggie happened.\par \tab The doggie?\par \tab Aye, the doggie, a lop-flop eared cocker spaniel; sandy brown hair, long, and full of life. And it was a BOY dog and took a passion to the young Tammy\rquote s leg. At first the young girl thought the dog was just being friendly with all the frolicking going on. Then, she realized to her horror what \ldblquote Burly\rdblquote was doing and it sorta-kinda freaked her out.\par \tab When she tried to fend off the humping mutt, her Dad stopped her.\par \tab\ldblquote Let him do it.\rdblquote he said in a so-so commanding voice; much to the girl\rquote s dismay. The girl freaked out, resting against a burned stump while the family pet humped her leg to his delight--while the daddy filmed it!\par \tab But wait! There\rquote s more!\par \tab\ldblquote Take your clothes off, Sissy.\rdblquote semi-commanded the daddy.\page\tab The young girl looked to her dad in horror, if not disbelief.\par \tab\lquote What the fuck did you say?\rquote she wore an odd color light green kiddie bib overall set, matching green bow hair clips, costume jewelry here and there including watch. She was a pretty girl, for being about seven-eight years young. Short brown hair, typical child save for a dog humping her leg.\par \tab\ldblquote Please, Daddy--\rdblquote she begged and semi-wailed. But her daddy shook his head and snapped a finger at her, \lquote don\rquote t defy me, girl!\rquote was the unspoken tone. The child almost broke down. She looked to her mother for support. Nope, no luck there, either.\par \tab Burly the spaniel was temporarily held back by the older boy, Scott, while Tammy undone the brass clasps to her outfit. She didn\rquote t sob and was turning her distress to some anger. Slowly the light green jean type overall game down. She wore basic white undies with flowers on them and a simple white top with a caricature of a cartoon bear emblazoned on.\par \tab\ldblquote Go on.\rdblquote encouraged the daddy.\par \tab The young girl gulped, shook her head, mouth open. \ldblquote No, Daddy, no!\rdblquote she said in sincere whimper, \ldblquote It hurts!\rdblquote\par \tab But again, her daddy snapped his fingers and looked demandingly to the child. \lquote don\rquote t defy me, girl, just don\rquote t!\rquote\par \tab So she didn\rquote t. She almost glared at her mother as she finished stripping to the skin. Timidly she stood and repositioned herself against the stump. Her brother had been slyly working the family pet into a frenzy.\par \tab\ldblquote You gotta lay down, hon.\rdblquote spoke the daddy. \ldblquote You know what to do.\rdblquote\par \tab The girl chewed on a lip. \lquote asshole.\rquote was etched on her face. She pursed her lips and eased down bracing against the stump. She opened her legs then scooted some more until she was in position enough--enough to be \ldblquote taken\rdblquote by Burly.\par \tab Burly was let go and he raced to the girl, happily licking at Tammy\rquote s cunt. It DID make Tammy giggle, but she tried surreptitiously to send the doggie away.\par \tab But no dice. Her daddy was wise and warned her with a snap of his fingers and a stern glare. \lquote let him have you.\rquote\par \tab Young Tammy opened her legs wider and positioned herself under Burly. Burly\rquote s \ldblquote red rocket\rdblquote was prominent and the girl guided it into her young poon like it had been done so before.\par \tab The two began to fuck.\page\tab The daddy filmed the deed and the mother--undressed her husband and when she had freed his daddy bone she quickly began to suck it. Meanwhile the son and only began undressing his mother--he himself by this point was stark naked and had a major boner raging.\par \tab The boner was only visible a short while--it was quickly disappeared into the ass of his dear mother. It went in quick and he commenced to pumping just as Burly got HIS nut. The dog pulled out and promptly began \ldblquote licking\rdblquote himself. Tammy scurried away and was not in a happy mood. She frigged her dog-cum soaked cunny, biting her lip and not being very happy.\par \tab\ldblquote Come give daddy a blow.\rdblquote the daddy said. He had undone his jeans and let them fall, no underwear. His cock was hard and his life mate did suck on it, too. She beckoned the young to come hither.\par \tab Reluctantly she complied. Her father turned her about and smacked her ass--HARD. Then put the child to her knees and bent her over. Another hard smack came to her dainty little ass and then--his cock smacked her before the hard slickered up schlong began a steady insertion into the girl\rquote s ass. Tammy clenched up handfuls of ground cover, gritting and grimacing until her daddy was all the way in. He then began to pump and get into a rhythm about it. Little Tammy settled into a groove and was sodomized--\par \tab Burly took his turn into the young girl, then did so as well unto the mother. The teen boy banged off into his sister\rquote s pussy and then laid into his mother. The daddy sat his youngest on his lap--his cock was well worn out and he struggled to stuff her. The child clung to him and wept silently, but she moved about and soon the daddy\rquote s dong entered her and they made love until the man virtually passed out.\par \tab The other family members, including Burly the spaniel, had done likewise. Little Tammy scooted off of her father\rquote s lap, fingered her well fucked poon and stared at her family, mostly her daddy. \ldblquote asshole.\rdblquote she said.\par \tab Mandy moved on.\par \par Morally Reprehensible/On My Honor\par \tab Darkness was coming, slowly. Campfire smoke once more filled her nostrils. The smell of something cooking also filled her. Though disgusting to think about, she couldn\rquote t remember taking a shit, she knew she had spread her legs while standing and let gravity spill forth her pee, but she couldn\rquote t recall squatting to dump.\par \tab Did ghosts crap?\page\tab Did the things she was experiencing--to say she was a ghost or phantom or whatever, happen as a result of something she was used to doing--like eating and peeing, sleeping, farting, etc.? Was it just out of instinct, doing all those thing afore mentioned out of habit?\par \tab She yawned, stretched, and sought out the next event.\par \tab Boys.\par \tab And a lot of them.\par \tab The creek was bigger, in fact, it was way bigger and was actually feeding into a small lake of which from the outlet was something of a small river. Deep trees, dense forest. Mandy saw the twinkling of light flickering across the river and surmised more campers there.\par \tab Back to the boys.\par \tab A small campsite--no, a large campsite containing some dozen boys. Pre-teen boys, none older than 13, none younger than 9. Upon Mandy\rquote s arrival the lads were singing typical Scout songs, clapping, farting, and jostling one another.\par \tab All seemed well. All appeared the norm for a scouting event. \par \tab There were a few more songs and then some talking, story telling, and the night wore on. Jostling among the scouts continued and then there was something new:\par \tab One of the scout masters, a man in his mid 40s, temple graying hair, lean and well defined with raven thick dark hair, produced a wooden measuring ruler. It was a 12-incher. It was time for the boys to \ldblquote measure\rdblquote up. One by one the boys stood and came up to the scout master and undone his short pants and underwear. He pulled up his shirt and the scout master fondled the boy\rquote s dong and proceeded to \ldblquote measure.\rdblquote\par \tab A \ldblquote score\rdblquote was written down and all the boys were \ldblquote measured.\rdblquote\par \tab There was a comparison of measurements--who had the \ldblquote biggest\rdblquote , shortest, diameter and erection. Who had the most \ldblquote pubes\rdblquote , who could make their cock do \ldblquote tricks\rdblquote , and who\rquote s cock could cum first--the longest, and so on.\par \tab The boys jerked their own puds, whacking off into the single campfire--standing butt naked cheek to cheek with their fellow scouts. The two scout masters ALSO undressed and stood among the boys.\par \tab After the first round of jerking off, there was another round. It was intense and Mandy watched not so much as in awe--but as a strong desire to be a willing participant! She frigged her cunny into a furious state, all those boys--and the two men! She fantasized deeply of being boned by them all!\page I Will Do My Best\par \tab At first it looked as if though the boys were just being a little extra \ldblquote chummy\rdblquote , skin to skin, rubbing their ass to another and finally reaching for that \ldblquote reach\rdblquote around. This was boys snuggling up against one another with the one behind snuggled against a bare ass \ldblquote reaching\rdblquote around and fondling the cock of the scout in front of him.\par \tab Every scout got a butt hump/rub and a cock pull.\par \tab The Scout Masters were also involved; caressing the scouts as they came by, rubbing and caressing their young asses and tugging tenaciously on their young puds. Mandy had to close her eyes a few times and soiled her fingers repeatedly.\par \par To Do My Duty\par \tab One by one the boys BENT over and spread the cheeks. The boy behind placed his face up into the crack and gave the boy bent over a rim job and a ball washing, and another \ldblquote reach around\rdblquote tug. The two Scout Masters got in the game, too; licking the boys\rquote cracks, balls, and slurping on their young bones, too.\par \tab The two Masters were mighty stiff and in \ldblquote need\rdblquote . The alleviated their need by stuffing the boys. In the mouth and up the ass. Each boy was receptive and received copious amounts of Scout Master love cream.\par \par And My Cuntry \par \tab The boys were fired up. And how. There seemed to be some sort of secretive pow-wow in the midst, the scout masters initiating the low secret talk Mandy couldn\rquote t hear. She figured that she was probably pretty safe in just \ldblquote waltzing\rdblquote into the camp and helping herself to some grub, and possibly some young cock.\par \tab But she held her ground and diddled herself.\par \tab A young fellow butt naked but painted up in Indian paint complete with feather in his hair came into the camp, making a report to the Scout Masters.\par \tab The two men smiled, nodded and shook the newcomer\rquote s hand in an Indian-shake. Then the young scouts were rallied together and the troop began adorning their nude bodies in Indian war paint.\par \tab Ohhhhhhh-kay\'85.\page And to obey\'85\par \tab Some of the troopers scurried willy-nilly across the lake via canoes. Other made underwater assaults. Others swam as silently as they could. Others, still, merely \ldblquote walked\rdblquote around, cross the small wooden bridge at the lake\rquote s outlet and went on to size up the lovelies.\par \tab The Lovelies\par \tab From ten to fifteen years young. Blond, strawberry blond, auburn, red, dark haired, and funky punk green. Small, intermediate, pudgy, chunky, delectable. Girls who was tall, short, kinda round, and several sizes all in between.\par \tab Girls in their scout outfits, girls in pajama sets, girls in panties and tee shirts. Girls totally unaware of the \ldblquote assault\rdblquote that was to befall them. In mere minutes the naked \ldblquote Indians\rdblquote from across the lake had encircled the girlie encampment. It would have been a complete surprise had it not been for a young girl slipping off from the campfire festivities to tinkle.\par \tab She stepped unknowingly on an Indian\rquote s hand.\par \tab The jig was up.\par \tab The Indians barged into the camp whooping and hollering, waving sticks and rope. The defenseless damsels all screamed and scurried about; but seemed to be indeed the weaker sex as they were \ldblquote easily\rdblquote captured and subdued.\par \tab Mandy were doinked right on the spot!\par \tab Some were shagged on the makeshift picnic table.\par \tab One of the scout mothers was tied to the picnic table in such a manner as her legs were tied back, her hands stretched out to the max; the other scout leader was stretched spread eagled out on the ground and secured there by stakes and rope. The Indian-Scout boys danced a jig (and then some) around the hapless young girls (scouts).\par \tab Then, the proverbial \ldblquote settin\rquote the woods on fire\rdblquote began; every boy shagged, boffed, humped, scrogged, stuffed, doinked, pumped, drilled, grinded, and FUCKED every girl. The two scout mother\rquote s got nailed, too. The two boy scout masters got their thrills and pegged one girl after another.\par \par To Help Others\par \tab Every girl. And every woman. The boys (and two men) made the rounds, sinking themselves into one \ldblquote hole\rdblquote after another, humping the girls who had something on their chests; cumming and peeing on the girls and pumping madly.\page\tab There was a bit of spanking; hands and cock to the young flesh. Mandy so noted that the girls, and the two women, did not seem overly distraught about their ordeal as they should. \par \par To Keep MySelf Physically Strong\par \tab It was \ldblquote tag\rdblquote team to the two mother scouts, from the oldest boys to the youngest, the two women were humped on. When the last youngster had had his fill, the two male scouts took their turns. It was an endurance fuck; the girls all had three holes, three lovely holes to fill and fuck--pussy, mouth, and asshole. Of course; there, too, was the slapping cock against their titties--if they had titties, their ass flesh, and face.\par \tab There, too, was the straddling the young lovelies--and showering them with pee! Some boys straddled a girl\rquote s face and apparently tried to crap on her, but instead farted and pressed his funk hole onto her nose.\par \par Mentally Awake\par \tab Only the younger scouts passed out from exhaustion. The night wore on, those who has \ldblquote staying power\rdblquote continued fucking and whatever else they were capable of repeatedly on thru the long-long night. The two mother scouts were, as well, shagged repeatedly. And at length, their charges were forced to com \ldblquote sit\rdblquote on their faces and \ldblquote wriggle\rdblquote to be eaten out. Occasionally a boy with a boner got the joy of stuffing the girl in the ass while she was being munched on underneath.\par \tab It was an incredulous event. Mandy was beside her. She left the little group to pursue something else.\par \par ****\par \par Something Else\par \tab The strong scent of pig shit filled the air, it lingered and wafted and was most unpleasant. Stinkweed and other pungent weeds also filled the morning air. The woods were not so thick or dense, in between what she would call sparse and jam-packed. A few oddly placed gigantic boulders, lots and lots of logs laying askew all over. Thick green moss all about, ferns and all things lush without being overdone for a forest-scape.\par \tab She moved slowly if not listlessly. She was growing tiresome of all the trekking. She was tired. She wanted an end to it. She still had to deal with internal problems, her very psyche, for one. She had no clear idea WHERE she was--OR where she was going.\page\tab Why was there so much reference to sexual depravity? Was that for HER benefit? Because of her not so clean past? Where and when had it all began, the psychosis epic? She felt that up until the pizzeria everything was seemingly \ldblquote kosher.\rdblquote to a point. It was there, then, that shit began to roll the wrong way and back up.\par \tab Pig shit. Where there was pig shit--there was pigs. Carefully she stepped and wondered worryingly about lose roaming pissed off wild pigs. She took note of the great boulders--could pigs climb?\par \tab Carefully Mandy picked her way along suddenly emerging into an open scene. Behind her was the forest. Before her, and side to side, was a great expanse of meadows and pastures. Cattle and cows grazed listlessly in the pastures. Ducks flew up from the meadows. No hills, all flatland with farmhouse all about.\par \tab The landscape was not exactly \ldblquote flat\rdblquote , it dipped here and there. It was rustic, very \ldblquote in the country\rdblquote , and semi redneck/hillbilly. Case in point, a pair of giggling children. Mandy strolled onto the overgrown dirt path running between the forest and animal pens--mostly pigs, goats and other assorted farm animals were pinned in pins (stys) behind the rundown farm homes. In among some old tires and other abandoned household refuse/debris a little boy no more than six or so butt humped on a little girl no more than four!\par \tab The little girl was nude, her clothes in the tall wet morning dew grass around her. The little boy had a blue shirt on, his kiddie jeans and underwear at his ankles. The little girl was on her hands and knees giggling, her legs open wide just a bit as behind her the little boy \ldblquote pumped\rdblquote her.\par \tab\ldblquote Hello!\rdblquote piped the little boy. He smiled and was oh so cute, dazzling blue eyes--a very sweet looking little boy.\par \tab The little girl looked up, too; she smiled and was very cute--dirt smudges on her face, brilliant blue eyes, typical very blond. \par \tab Mandy stood still. The little boy continued pumping, Mandy could just see the tyke\rquote s dinkus barely going in (and staying in) in the little girl. The boy pulled out fully on his own, gave his pud a shake and then stuffed the girl\rquote s asshole.\par \tab\ldblquote Y-you can SEE me?\rdblquote Mandy piped in awe.\par \tab The children didn\rquote t overly answer one way or the other; they giggled and smiled and looked RIGHT AT HER.\page\tab Mandy stooped down. The eyes of the children followed her.\par \tab There was no one else about; the kids were right up against a ramshackled pen. Overgrown weeds and washing machine parts, auto parts, and lots of old rotting tires. In the pen was a LARGE pig. A hog, rather. Multi colored/spotted and extremely grungy looking.\par \tab Mandy felt her heart pounding, her quim quivered and she found herself caressing the little boy\rquote s ass. The boy continued pumping. He DID pull out and Mandy fondled his little schlong, glancing at the little girl\rquote s back end.\par \tab She didn\rquote t think herself too much into molesting little girls but her fingers came to the girl\rquote s asshole and she probed therein. She ran her fingers up and down the girl\rquote s young pussy, too.\par \tab This only inflamed her loins (Mandy\rquote s) and she looked upon the boy as she would dessert. Her eyes rested on his thingy, it was three inches at most; stiff, naked, and \ldblquote right there.\rdblquote Mandy tugged on it, fondled his little hairless tezzies, then found herself slipping the boy between her naked legs and into her naked cunny.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck me!\rdblquote she cried.\par \tab And so the boy did.\par \par School Daze\par \tab She knew in her heart that a bigger schlong was better. A teen boy her age or older would be okay, but a preteen youth, 10 to 12 yrs would be better! Little-little boys were--just cute. Their little puds didn\rquote t really have much to offer in a sexual pleasing way--it was just the \ldblquote desire\rdblquote of it all.\par \tab After her \ldblquote desire\rdblquote of the young boy, she rested a moment, frigging her cunny into a stupor and contemplating her next move. She also vaguely wondered curiously about the \ldblquote interaction.\rdblquote was that significant?\par \tab Voices distracted her. Male voices. Adult male voices. She was butt bare assed naked. If she WERE visible (somehow) to people now, and not just children, the interaction might not be so good.\par \tab Carefully she scooted down the path, thankful to be away from the pig shit that was getting horrendous. Of course there were other horrendous smells, barnyard animals aplenty were everywhere loose or in pens stinking up the great outdoors.\par \tab The area was--rundown. Overgrown weeds and grass, a haven for refuse to be hidden, including a whole car from bygone days! A depressed area, the \ldblquote bottoms\rdblquote of an upper more prominent city or town--white trash.\page\tab A road there came. A two lane road. No lines and broken along the edges. A breeze swept up a small hill and jiggled a small sign post. It was weathered and not well put together. Mandy pulled on the clothes she had been carrying and briskly crossed the road to look at the sign.\par \tab In scribbled block letters NOWHERE\par \tab\ldblquote Perfect.\rdblquote\par \tab Not Limbo, Purgatory, or even Hell, but Nowhere.\par \tab Perfect.\par \par \tab The whole of Nowhere seemed to be a White Trash town. It was kinda rundown looking all around. Perfect. It was a sprawling kind of town, a central part with small homes of this sort and that close at hand and then the farm homes on the outskirts.\par \tab Mandy pleasantly walked down a broken sidewalk looking all about--a small town Americana with general stores, repair stress, flower shop, grocery store, etc. A few peoples were about--none took note of her presence whatsoever. A dog did, and a bright eyed three year old girl being carried by her father. She waved at Mandy as she looked back over her daddy\rquote s shoulder. Mandy waved back and for no other reason than just because, followed them.\par \par Amok! Amok!\par \tab Again, Mandy was not prepared for what was to be seen.\par \tab An old proprietor smiled and nodded to the man (and his daughter) as they came. It was a general store they came into, general stores for a household, clothing, tools, and what not.\par \tab Heavy on the whatnot.\par \tab Another man came in, a five year old curly haired child in tow, a three year old on his neck. The man behind the counter grinned and nodded and had a mysterious \ldblquote twinkle\rdblquote in his eye. The first man had gotten some stick candy for his little girl. Happily she noshed away. Mandy had a feeling. It was not so well lit in the general store, barrels of something here, rakes and shovels stacked by sickly lime green posts. Fishing poles, clothes, and many assorted items filled the eye. Five rows, a back and side row, clothing racks, clothing and tool bins, and barrels containing miscellaneous BS.\par \tab There was a \ldblquote fitting\rdblquote room, a door to a store room, a door to a communal restroom, a back room and an office. The second man with the two little girls made his way to a back room and disappeared within. Mandy got the distinct impression that there were others within.\par \tab The first man with the little girl noshing on some candy hoisted the child up, standing her on the old rustic 1930s counter at the old tymey register. The little girl of curly blond hair wore bright yellow kiddie style pants. They were pulled down.\par \tab The child\rquote s father caressed her legs and butt, the old man behind the counter smiled and stared lovingly at the girl\rquote s ass. The child\rquote s panties were eased down slowly until all the way to her ankles. Another piece of candy was given to her and she was \ldblquote bent over.\rdblquote\par \tab The old man behind the counter placed his face up between the child\rquote s cheeks and \ldblquote helped himself.\rdblquote no adverse reaction from the child.\par \tab It was short lived--the old man pulled back, smacking his lips and still admiring the girl\rquote s hinny. The father pulled the child\rquote s clothes up, collected her and whisked her off to the back room.\par \tab Mandy made her way there, too; peeking in she saw a bevy of children between five and twelve naked or at the least in their underwear. No boys, all girls. There were mattresses bare on the floor, some metal cots, some regular twin size beds. \ldblquote action\rdblquote was going on on those beds--girls in all various manners of sexual positions getting doinked.\par \tab It was only a glance.\par \tab The little jingle bell signaling another patron to the general store distracted Mandy, another man had come in. he came alone. He was smartly dressed in a two-piece suit. He approached the counter, shook hands with the old man. Mandy wasn\rquote t sure but she thought something passed between them. Money? \par \tab The man got a nod from the old man and the Suit made his way to the back door. There was a polite almost non-heard knock. The door opened and Mandy saw two ten year old girls who appeared to be twins. One was totally naked while the other was in a pair of panties.\par \tab Long blond hair, normal sized bodies for girls of ten. They seemed kinda solemn. The man moved in, taking the girls by the shoulder and disappearing within. The door shut and Mandy stood for a moment by a cracker barrel. Did she want to go in and see what was going on?\par \tab Nope.\par \par Extra Curricular\par \tab Nowhere School House\par \tab Due to the smallness of Nowhere itself, there was only one school. Several classrooms there were, divided by age of course. Like so many other places, Mandy was drawn within.\page\tab A small event had come to take place upon Mandy\rquote s arrival, many (if not most) of the students were at play running amok and so forth with little supervision. In front of what was no more than really a double wide trailer--actually, two 12-foots slapped together, a young boy and a young girl seemed to be in a tiff. The boy suddenly slapped the girl.\par \tab The girl was in shock. \par \tab So was the boy. He had been driven to it by the chanting and so forth by his friends not really backing him up as well as the girl he had slapped as well as HER friends.\par \tab What the tiff was about was now moot.\par \tab A teacher came out onto the rickety looking porch and directly sternly the two students into the classroom. Reluctantly they complied. Mandy went along, too.\par \tab The students were a pair of 6\super th\nosupersub graders. The boy was kinda tall for his age group, blond haired, blue eyes, kinda skinny, too. He looked a little dorky and was actually the object of much ridicule. Typical schoolyard picking. The girl was appropriate for her age group, nice looking with deep rich full bodied dark hair, dark eyes. She had a sweet face but it could be seen, too, that she could be a bitch.\par \tab There was a \ldblquote discussion\rdblquote of what had transpired outside to exasperate the \ldblquote argument\rdblquote between the two. This only prompted a new argument. The teacher, a tall firm/stern looking woman with small tits, rigid appearing facial features, thick rich full bodied dark hair nodded her head--she wasn\rquote t pleased. She had to scold the two students firmly, holding their hands and not being pleased.\par \tab The teacher, Ms. Burger, wrenched semi-roughly the boy around and smacked him one time on the butt. The boy clenched up and the girl looked pleased.\par \tab Then, \ldblquote Take you pants down.\rdblquote spoke Ms. Burger.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh man!\rdblquote bitched aloud the boy. The girl looked a little shocked, she gulped and clung to herself. \par \tab From out of a desk drawer of which the trio was, a paddle was brought into play. It was varnished, twelve inches wide, oval in shape, half an inch thick, with small little holes in the center.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote blurted out the boy.\par \tab\ldblquote That will get you another!\rdblquote said the teacher. She brought the boy down across her lap and smoothed the paddle over the boy\rquote s ass. He wore briefs, but the thin cotton undies were to do little in the swatting that was to come.\par \tab And it did come.\par \tab Once-twice-thrice!\par \tab Then one more (for the cussing outburst.)\par \tab The boy rubbed his ass, sobbed some and fidgeted as his ass was burning. Ms. Burger rubbed his burning ass, holding his hands in a locked position at the small of his back. \ldblquote Settle down!\rdblquote Ms. Burger said strictly.\par \tab The boy fussed and Ms. Burger looked to the girl, Lori. \ldblquote Your turn.\rdblquote\par \tab Lori gulped and stood back against the chalkboard runner. Lori wore an off-white dress that went to her knees. Frills and lace, 2\super nd\nosupersub hand garb but clean. Long strands of loose hair fell in her face, she had a nice face, for a bitch. Mandy suddenly remembered an almost similar incident--she had been in the 5\super th\nosupersub grade--she had gotten in an argument with a boy. They had been pulled into a classroom and scolded.\par \tab There was no spanking involved, nothing of the sort. Detention and severe scolding from the teacher again with more from her mother. She vowed vengeance against the boy--making it her life\rquote s pursuit to get him into trouble at any cost.\par \tab During the summer, the boy\rquote s father walked in on a bank robbery in progress. He was shot and killed. A week before school resumed and there was a home invasion-robbery--which segued to a rape/murder. The boy\rquote s mother was victimized by a 3-gang member and killed. Surprisingly the boy DID return to school, Mandy had no more malice towards him, but he was still the victim of ridicule and bullies.\par \tab Until the Holiday season came along and the boy was no longer in school. Someone finally asked and it was told that the boy had developed \ldblquote cancer\rdblquote and had died.\par \tab So she hated Kristy and her friends for the babysitting and boyfriend stealing issue, but wished her/them no ill-will--it was too unsettling.\par \par \tab Lori held the paddle in her hands, clenching it as tightly as she did her young body. She was about to land the first strike when Ms. Burger lowered the boy\rquote s underwear. Lori almost couldn\rquote t breathe. She stared at the slightly reddish hue of Gary\rquote s ass. Tugging in her lip she shook her head.\par \tab A stern look from Ms. Burger and Lori landed the first swat.\par \tab Followed by three more.\par \tab Gary twisted and sobbed greatly trying to rub his searing ass. Ms. Burger retook the paddle, placing it on the desk. Gary was stood up, he immediately looked to Lori with great disdain. \ldblquote Fucking bitch!\rdblquote he yelled.\page\tab Five bare ass swats from the paddle later and Gary re-stood. The words of curse and defiance right at the tip of his lips. Somehow he managed to keep them to himself. (but if looks could kill\'85)\par \tab It was then Lori\rquote s turn.\par \tab Lori was a little taken. She rolled her eyes in awe and disbelief that SHE was going to be spanked, too. Her eyes averted looking/staring at Gary\rquote s naked member. She was more concerned about herself.\par \tab Ms. Burger took her by the hand and guided her to the laying down across her lap. Lori clenched up more, shaking her head. She was speechless. This wasn\rquote t happening, this WASN\rquote T happening.\par \tab A small assemblage of students had come onto the small porch trying to peer into the heavily tinted window.\par \tab Lori\rquote s dress was pulled up to expose her ass. She wore blue tinted undies with little yellow duckies all over. Ms. Burger ran her hand over the girl\rquote s butt, patted it and then picked up the paddle. On one side of the paddle on a brass nametag: Mr. Discipline\par \tab One swat-two-three!\par \tab Lori flinched and somehow managed to hold her pose.\par \tab Gary stood in direct view, pants and underwear still at his ankles.\par \tab Still rubbing his burning/searing ass his penis began to stiffen.\par \tab Mr. Discipline was handed over and Lori looked back. Her dark eyes widened in fear and fright. \ldblquote Oh no you don\rquote t!\rdblquote she decreed. She struggled to get up from the teacher\rquote s lap--but that wasn\rquote t going to happen.\par \tab One-Two-Three! Three real quick (and hard) swats.\par \tab By then Gary\rquote s prong was stiff.\par \tab The boy stared (longingly) at Lori\rquote s ass--he made an ever so subtle groan. The \ldblquote groan\rdblquote was intensified when Ms. Burger lowered the girl\rquote s panties. It looked as if though, too, Gary\rquote s young prong became a little stiffer, a little longer. The boy blinked long, staring lustfully at the naked girl\rquote s ass. He was in dire need (of relief.)\par \tab Ms. Burger offered a small meager smile; taking his hand she led him around the chair and positioned him before the semi-distraught Lori. Lori eyed the one-eyed monster stiff before her; her mouth fell open and she stopped breathing.\par \tab Slowly Ms. Burger began caressing Lori\rquote s bare ass, slipping a finger into the girl bung hole and working it! Lori\rquote s hands remained \ldblquote locked\rdblquote behind her at the small of her back on her own. Ms. Burger\rquote s other hand began caressing Gary\rquote s bare ass.\page\tab\ldblquote Go on.\rdblquote encouraged Ms. Burger.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh man!\rdblquote whined Lori. She made a face and reluctantly leaned and cocked her head just so and began sucking on the head of Gary\rquote s prong. Gary tensed up his young body, rubbing his own ass with one hand, then placing his free hand onto Lori\rquote s head and guiding himself further into her mouth for a full cock suck.\par \tab Ms. Burger\rquote s finger worked more and more into Lori\rquote s asshole. It was pulled out and the whole of the hand once more caressed the girl\rquote s bum before the \ldblquote finger\rdblquote was re-inserted into the girl\rquote s hole. Lori parted her legs a bit, a hand came to massage/work Gary\rquote s cock and fondle his nearly hairless testicles; when all of Gary\rquote s dong was in her mouth for a full suck her other hand came to Gary\rquote s ass to caress, too.\par \tab Ms. Burger worked an exploratory finger up the boy\rquote s poop chute sending him up to his tip toes--strengthening his cock even more so.\par \tab\ldblquote Do you cum, yet?\rdblquote asked Ms. Burger.\par \tab Gary looked to his teacher with a \ldblquote huh?\rdblquote expression.\par \tab\ldblquote She means do you shoot that milky white stuff out of your pud, yet, stupid!\rdblquote Lori bitched to him taking the cock out of her mouth and working it to the point of which he was close TO cumming.\par \tab The boy bit his lip and thought thoughtfully, he shrugged and tried to play it off as he didn\rquote t really know. Lori shook her head and went back down on his prick.\par \tab It looked as if though the boy WERE about to cum, the expression on his face told that tale. He was sucked and sucked and suddenly WAS cumming. His face was even MORE expressed; mouth open, eyes bulging, sweating. He humped/pumped into Lori\rquote s mouth almost involuntarily. Not a drop of his sweet young \ldblquote milky white stuff\rdblquote was dropped/spilled. Lori swallowed it all nearly draining him.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh sheeeeeee-it!\rdblquote the boy exclaimed. \ldblquote Son-of-a-fucking bitch!\rdblquote eh continued to cream into Lori\rquote s mouth until the apex of his orgasm had reached its plateau--then jumped off to plummet to the basement.\par \tab He pulled out and rubbed his dong all over the girl\rquote s face, Lori actually holding his wang and doing the rubbing. Bits of cum still spilled from his piss slit, soiling her face and hair.\par \tab\ldblquote Goddamn!\rdblquote the boy muttered.\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve never cum like that before, have you?\rdblquote Ms. Burger asked.\page\tab\ldblquote No Ma\rquote m.\rdblquote the boy replied in a swath of sweat. She had stopped finger fucking Lori\rquote s asshole. Lori rubbed her ass and let her head dangle, Gary rested his nuggets on the girl\rquote s head, even MORE cum oozed out of the boy\rquote s dick, soiling more of the girl\rquote s hair.\par \tab Once more Ms. Burger took the boy by the hand and led him around the back of the chair. Lori moved a little on the teacher\rquote s lap, cocking her head back to see what ELSE was going on.\par \tab Burger caressed the girl\rquote s ass a little more, parted a cheek and diddled the hole therein. Gary stared, noting the \ldblquote placement\rdblquote Lori\rquote s asshole and pussy. He stared and stared and stared. He got hard and hard and harder. \par \tab Before he could \ldblquote do anything\rdblquote about his hard hardness, Ms. Burger gently pushed him to his knees. He was eyeball to asshole. He stared longingly at Lori\rquote s ass end. Apparently he had never done so before. He licked his lips and then--licked Lori\rquote s ass (end.)\par \tab Each check and then up and down the crack and then diddling the clenching rim. Lori pulled her own cheeks and withered a bit on Burger\rquote s lap. Ms. Burger tweaked a nipple (her own) and pulled Lori\rquote s dress up more and caressed her backside, slipping the hand down underneath to supple the girl\rquote s smallish breasts.\par \tab Gary tongued Lori\rquote s asshole and crack until once more he was so stiff and \ldblquote ready\rdblquote he was beside himself once more. Ms. Burger helped him up and guided his prong to Lori\rquote s back entrance. Lori bit her lips together, but was noted pulling her cheeks apart and accepting the intrusion to her asshole.\par \tab Slowly Gary eased himself in. His penis bent and twisted; Ms. Burger stroked the young schlong and managed it in. When it was fully \ldblquote seated\rdblquote Gary took over with natural instinct of fucking taking over. He pumped. He humped and pumped, slow and steady--he was in awe, it WAS better than in the mouth!\par \tab He humped and he pumped--repeatedly.\par \tab Ms. Burger caressed his ass, squeezing the cheeks and sliding a finger into her asshole. Lori wriggled on Ms. Burger\rquote s lap but otherwise did nothing about being sodomized--she even continued pulling her cheeks open for Gary to fuck her.\par \tab And Gary did fuck. A lot. Repeatedly. He pulled out a time or two and humped the girl\rquote s crack and ass flesh, then it was returned to continue until the very end.\page\tab And Gary did finally reach that \ldblquote end.\rdblquote He came in torrents. He jerked hard, strained harder, and came. Ms. Burger held his ass cheek, driving a finger into his hole and tweaking a nipple of hers, eyes fluttering, mouth undulating frantically.\par \tab Gary finally went rigid, only his ass cheeks flexing were the obvious movements. His cock inside Lori\rquote s poop chute worked on its own. The boy made a dramatic satisfactory noise and strove hard to continue the \ldblquote ever so good\rdblquote feeling going until the plummeting.\par \par \tab The boy leaned against the chalk rail fondling his balls. Cum dripped from his cock, cum oozed from Lori\rquote s asshole. The girl was allowed finally to stand, she rubbed her ass as well as her cunny, still biting her lip.\par \tab The landing-porch of the trailer classroom was heavily overcrowded with the gaggling students. Ms. Burger stood up, neither Lori or Gary were aware or noticed, but Mandy did; it appeared as if she had \ldblquote wet\rdblquote in her ribbed white slacks. Briskly she walked to the door, opened it and shooed the assembled kids away.\par \tab Gary continued to massage his aching organ, fondling his balls, and eyeing Lori. Lori remained standing, leaning against the teacher\rquote s desk. Lightly she fingered her virtually hairless poon. Her facial expression was rather stoic, though, Gary stared without making any facial expressions, either.\par \tab Burger returned and looked to Gary. Gary paused fondling himself. She looked to Lori. Lori paused fingering herself. Burger then hefted Lori up onto the desk and pushed her legs open. Lori sat chewing on her lip, waiting. Ms. Burger then positioned and repositioned the girl until she was just right--her ass right on the edge. She was then pushed back, feet up on the edge, nice and wide (and open for viewing.)\par \tab Young Gary gulped and his cock that had been partially flaccid suddenly sprang to life. He blinked his eyes slowly--holding them shut in awe in a sort of eyes wide shut deal. He gulped for air and stared wide eyed at Lori\rquote s viewable snatch. Just a light covering of pubes. There was the slit, Mandy noted that it was NOT very virginal. Ms. Burger smiled haphazardly at it, then began her own fingering of it.\par \tab Gary seemed in agony, groaning and moaning and stroking his schlong. A gaggle of students had once more returned to the trailer porch all gawking and peering in as best they could. \page\tab Ms. Burger continued fingering and rubbing, pressing, caressing Lori\rquote s poon. It was intense--for Gary. Ms. Burger finally looked to him, smiled in a sort of odd Mona Lisa way and with an ever so slight nod. Timidly Gary approached. His hazel blue eyes VERY wide, taking Lori\rquote s poon all in. Bits of cum dripped from his prong. He grinned although he did not know he was doing so.\par \tab Ms. Burger took his hand and guided him in the fine art of fingering a girl\rquote s pussy. His cock grew a little more in girth and length, and in color.\par \tab\ldblquote Sweet son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote he muttered. He bit his lower lip in some personal inner agony. Ms. Burger sat back down, caressing Lori\rquote s right leg as well as caressing Gary\rquote s bare ass--his pants and underwear still at his ankles!\par \tab There was a bare whisper. Mandy missed it. But Gary\rquote s actions told the tale of what was possibly said \ldblquote Eat her!\rdblquote or something like that. Gary went down on the girl, licking her pussy like he knew how--and he didn\rquote t. He licked Lori\rquote s cunt like he was licking an ice cream! He mostly drank in the snatch, peering at it longingly, closely-minutely eyeing it as if he were a gynecologist. \par \tab Ms. Burger leaned in and whispered to him--\rquote Slow down.\rquote\par \tab Lori twisted some, screwed up her face, and clenched. It was also noticed that her nipples had become prominent. She tweaked one and endured being \rquote eaten out\rquote with some reverence.\par \tab Gary had had his fill, standing up and stroking his aching-aching bone. It was noticed Ms. Burger eyeing the young pud with some lust. Her legs were parted and slyly she frigged herself thru her soaked white slacks. Gently she pushed Gary into position. Natural instinct helped guide the na\'efve dumbass into Lori\rquote s crevice. He nearly came off right off as his the super sensitive head entered her.\par \tab Lori grew serious, her nipples more erect. She closed her eyes and opened her legs even wider. Gary eased in, was in total awe and disbelief. Instinctively he began to pump--and he liked it. A lot.\par \par \tab Ms. Burger noted the gaggle of students pressing against the door and window. She noted the time. Neither she seemed to worry about and continued to watch Gary fuck Lori. Occasionally she caressed Gary\rquote s firm little ass and stuffed his asshole with her finger. Up between his legs she sent her hand to clutch his balls and tug on them while he fucked.\page\tab And the boy did fuck. Long and hard. Pulling out intermittently and humping Lori\rquote s gash and then back in again for several pumps. Ms. Burger peered several times, looking in earnest and seemingly in a bad way herself. She tweaked her own nipples and her hand had slipped far inside her pants. She moaned and leaned into her chair, scooting forward so as to have a better angle to \ldblquote get at herself.\rdblquote\par \tab Gary\rquote s ass flesh began to flex and he had that \ldblquote look\rdblquote etched on his face. He was cumming. Lori, too. Both kids pumped into one another, liquid love drenching their sex and running down Gary\rquote s legs.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh God!\rdblquote blurted Lori, \ldblquote Are you fucking peeing in me!?\rdblquote\par \tab Gary didn\rquote t know, didn\rquote t care, he strove only to cum. The sensation of orgasm was too great--and short lived. He pumped for as long as he could, his legs growing weak, his cock even weaker. He gave his all or all that there was to give and leaned most of his body onto the girl, his cock still in her.\par \tab\ldblquote Get off me!\rdblquote Lori bitched and shoved Gary off (and out) of her.\par \tab Gary stumbled back, a LONG sticky strand of his love cream from the tip of his dick from Lori\rquote s cunt there was. A major gob of cum spewed forth as the super sensitive cock head was raced passed Lori\rquote s entrance. The cum shot up the girl\rquote s belly and she made a bit of a face.\par \tab The clock ticked time and a bell rung.\par \tab Ms. Burger made a noise (unknown) and stopped diddling herself.\par \tab She herself was awash in sex sweat. She quickly, though, gathered herself and pushed Gary by the shoulder to the nearest and closest corner.\par \tab\ldblquote I thought punishment was over!?\rdblquote he cried out in confusion.\par \tab\ldblquote The spanking part, yes.\rdblquote Ms. Burger told him, \ldblquote This is for your foul mouth.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Aw man!\rdblquote bitched the boy in disgust.\par \tab\ldblquote Would you rather we go to the restroom and you suck on a bar of soap?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck no!\rdblquote\par \tab And he received a very generous swat to his still bare ass. Ms. Burger looked at him in a very stern manner. Gary kept his words to himself and turned to face the \ldblquote corner.\rdblquote (his pants and underwear still at his ankles.)\par \tab\ldblquote And no \ldblquote touching\rdblquote yourself.\rdblquote Ms. Burger added.\page\tab Lori, too, stood in a corner, her panties at her ankles, her dress completely off slung over the back of a chair. Behind her were 18 of her fellow classmates. Ms. Burger wrote math problems on the chalkboard. At 10:30 she assigned reading to the students, each student reading one simple paragraph in turn.\par \tab There were a few snickers. Someone farted. A little boy went to sleep. A little girl peed herself. Ms. Burger came to her, stood her up and pulled the child\rquote s panties down and off. The child wore a yellow checkered summer type dress. She was the epitome of plain white trash. Ms. Burger wiped the girl\rquote s pussy with the pissed in panties then the seat was sprinkled with some powder. The child had to stand by her desk the rest of the hour.\par \tab At 10:55 the class was dismissed for recess. Lori and the little piss girl left, too. Gary was held back. Ms. Burger placed him between her and her desk. His little weener dangled and was not \ldblquote excited.\rdblquote not until Ms. Burger began lightly toying with it, tugging on it.\par \tab She worked the boy\rquote s clothes off, stripping her naked.\par \tab He was then hoisted up onto the desk in a sitting position.\par \tab Ms. Burger looked out the window, no one was on the porch. She toyed with Gary\rquote s cock, fondling his balls before going down on him. She sucked him. She sucked him and began undoing her blouse. Gary clenched the edge of the desk, totally blitzed as he was sucked.\par \par \tab Mandy watched for a little while longer; watched as the naked Ms. Burger stood partly and pulled the naked Gary to her rubbing, running her hands all over his nude body and pressing him into her bosom. From there Mandy watched as they switched: Ms. Burger sat on the desk, scooting back and positioning young Gary between her legs. \par \tab The boy was getting schooled in the wily ways of fucking. He dragged the head of his prick up and down Ms. Burger dark furry gash before slipping it in. They then did begin a full ten minute fuck fest.\par \tab Mandy left them to their own devices. Ms. Burger had gotten a hold of Mr. Discipline and while her young lover balled her, she smacked his smooth sweaty ass with the paddle!\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }