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Authors name: Todd Sayre (undersiege69@mindspring.com)
Story title : Thanksgiving
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Thanksgiving (MF/bg, toddler, family, inc, ped)
By Todd Sayre (undersiege69@mindspring.com)
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The following story is dedicated to my dear friends,
Kindergarten Teacher and Chester the Molester, two great
people who I would love to meet! ALL FLAMES WILL BE
LAUGHED AT!
Glasgow, Montana
Thanksgiving Day
November 25th, 1999
It was a tradition that lingered in our family for
nearly a hundred years. Living in such a tiny town where
there were less than a hundred people, we could get away
with tradition without anyone, other than my family,
knowing what we do... what we love doing even on a daily
basis.
You see, the Grant family was a group of family members
all comprised of practicing pedophiles. Even the older
children were pedophiles. My mother and father were
actually brother and sister, my aunts and uncles were
brothers and sisters. We were truly one hell of a family
that kept the family genes in the family jeans. All the
sex between us was fun. We would share our children with
each other whenever one of us wanted a thrill for the
night. Incest was never a taboo in our family, but a
treat - never anything to dread, but to anticipate.
Even my eight year-old cousin Jared, a boy with a
gorgeous cock asked my wife and I if he could borrow our
four year-old son for a night in the sack. "Sure," we
told him. I scooped Jordan Jr. up in my arms and let the
eight year-old take him for the night. Even my wife
Sarah borrowed six year-old Amber, my niece, sister,
aunt or whatever the hell she was to us for a weekend,
while I had four year-old Eliza, sharing the bed with
us.
That's the way our family was and today would be no
different. My Gramm and Sarah prepared the dinner table
for the delicious turkey dinner we would eat in six
hours, but for now the table was being prepared for a
whole different kind of feast.
It always reminds me of those nights during the late
summer when the family would get together at Fort Peck
Lake(no kidding)and we'd gather around the tents and
drop the names of our children in a hat. All of us
adults along with some of the older kids would take a
name, whether it was a boy or a girl, and would take the
child they selected to their tent and start fucking. We
would all fuck day and night at the lake and you could
hear the grunting and the panting echoing through the
forest and across the lake.
One time we nearly got caught by a couple of hunters
that were wandering through the woods that happened upon
our camp. Grandpa was on his sleeping bag in front of a
roaring fire, exposed in plain view to these hunters,
revealing his fat cock being rammed in little Billy's
ass. Of course we took steps and my brother Greg came up
behind them quietly and put a round in each of their
heads. We buried the bodies in the woods and we still
use their graves each summer as our pissing ground.
Anyway, we grown ups were extremely hungry. Aunt Mary
came out with the children from the bathroom - their
little bodies naked and freshly bathed were so tasty
looking that I could hardly wait for the feast to begin.
Those little boys and girls. They were birthed just for
our pleasure and once they got a little too old for us,
we gave our children out to marry so they could keep
procreating to keep supplying the family with plenty of
children for our desires. The children we had now were
aged four to nine. They would be a great feast.
Since our family was way to large to accommodate all of
us, we split up in groups and everyone had their own
dinner going.
"Its time!" Gramm said. We all stood up and went to the
dinner table and the crystal bowl sat at the edge -
scraps of paper with the names of our little ones
written on them. Ten year-old Brandy, nine year-old
Lucas as well as the ever horny, eight year-old Jared
were going to join the adults this year and from now on
- feasting on their own little holiday children. They
were as excited as we were. They were fidgeting and
restless as they could hardly wait to start eating, that
the three of them had stripped naked before the rest of
us could get our shirts or blouses off. I must say, I
have never seen such enthusiasm since I was their age.
The little ones were well conditioned to sex and knew
what it was. They could take fat cocks into their
assholes or tight pussies, that not a scream could be
heard - only the sweet songs of grunts, moans and
delightful gasps. Christmas was even better. But that's
another story unto itself. The three older kids were so
anxious and ready to eat that we let them pick first.
After all, our little ones were all beautiful and it
didn't matter who got whom.
"I got Timmy! Yippie!" Lucas cried joyfully. Timmy was
four. "I got Carrie! I got Carrie!" Brandy bellowed.
Carrie was three. "Cool! I got Andy!" Jared said
happily. Andy was a quiet six year-old boy.
The rest of us chose as well. Chester selected eight
year-old Brittany, a beautiful blonde with the prettiest
sky-blue eyes and the freshest looking skin, beautifully
formed body with a wicked ass that could cause a man to
melt just by looking at it.
Randal got four year-old Patrick, a handsome boy with
delicate blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair that was left
long on purpose, as it enhanced his looks - and just the
best little ass I ever had the pleasure of eating during
a picnic last week.
I drew David's name, my seven year-old boy cousin who
was a sweet treat and had a tasty cock, not to mention
that pink asshole. The holidays were going to be great
this year. Sarah drew four year-old Eliza, Grandpa got
six year-old Amber and Gramm got my four year-old son
Jordan Jr.
We were all set. The three eldest kids, whom I referred
to as the three musketeers, picked up their choices and
carried them to the table as did we. We sat them on the
dining room table. Those of us that were going to
eat(Aunt Mary was sick with the flu and wasn't in the
mood) had our little ones propped in various positions.
The table was perfectly set with a colorful floral
decoration, gravy boats filled with edible lubricants
and moist napkins, aluminum straws, penis shaped dildos
that vibrated and various leather goods that some like
to use. I was very simple, but Grandpa love to get kinky
with the leathers.
As I sat at the table, I had David on his knees - his
cute milky-white ass staring me in the face waiting, it
seemed, for pleasure. David turned his cute face to me
and smiled. In a year or two this boy would be feasting
on his own holiday child, but today he was mine. I
smiled backed.
I looked over the table and Brandy had her face buried
between Carrie's legs, her tongue shoved deep into her
three year-old crack, licking that tiny cunt that seemed
to ooze those delightful juices that could drive you
wild. I couldn't believe how far Brandy had her tongue
in Carrie. Any deeper, she could probably get the tip
close to Carrie's Hymen, polishing it with her saliva.
Jared was impressive. He had been taught well. He had
Andy on his hands and knees - his mouth shifting from
Andy's asshole down to his cock, licking and sucking
with overwhelming effervescence that he was moaning as
if licking a spoon filled with fudge cake frosting. Andy
moaned and grunted as Jared's mouth worked on overdrive,
those balls being squeezed by those slick lips.
Lucas had Timmy on his hands and knees, facing toward
him - Lucas' cock sliding back and forth into Timmy's
mouth while Lucas fingered his hole. Chester was having
the time of his life with Brittany. She moaned as he ran
his tongue up and down her ass, doing what I couldn't
believe he was doing. With his tongue, Chester was able
to push past Brittany's strong rectal muscles and get
internal licks, licking the wet walls of her anus. She
seemed to enjoy that warm, moist tongue as it slid into
her like a snake entering a rabbit's warren.
When he had had enough of her ass, he shifted the young
girl, making her lay on her back, spreading her slender
legs far apart, the hairless mound so perfect, sweet and
juicy - inviting Chester in for awhile. He took his hard
cock and rubbed Brittany's clitoris back and forth,
making the eight year-old squeal in delight as she felt
that hard, warm cock against her, then he entered her
with extreme prejudice, drilling his sex deep into that
warm cunt, feeling that vagina, so wet grasping at his
cock tightly - her pussy lips widely stretched that I
nearly blew my own wad as I watched him go at it.
Chester began to pound into her and Brittany began to
grunt and pant as his cock slid through tough vaginal
muscles, which bit down with challenging pressure as he
slid in and out of her with intense erotic hunger. His
eyes seemed to whisper silent prayers of thank you's to
an unseen sex goddess that created this moment of
sensual bliss, that he was crying out as he rammed back
and forth, fucking her like there was no tomorrow. She
began to gasp as Chester did, his fat cock digging into
her, writing his name into her pelvic bone with each
incestuous push of his groin.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brittany cried as Chester fucked
hard and deep into the very center of this doll, this
creature of intense beauty that just to peer into her
soulful eyes made Chester squirt his seed. First it came
in tiny strings, then that tight grip which held his
cock hostage milked him hard, then those tiny strings
became steady streams, flooding the girl, filling her
pussy full of cum that it began to slosh out of her
crack each time he pushed forward.
"Oh Fuck!" Chester cried.
Nevertheless, Chester fucked and fucked, never stopping
once, even when the last of his orgasm was exhausted,
until the onset of the next volley began to fill
Brittany's preteen vagina.
I shifted my gaze to Randal and saw he was working
Patrick's four year-old ass - his tongue lapping at that
tight puckered pink hole. Patrick was giggling as his
uncle licked his butt and played with his little cock.
Randal's cock was so fiercely hard and red as a beet
that I could tell that he was an inferno that was ready
to be unleashed from the depths of the earth, like a
flood of molten lava.
Randal took the toddler and flipped him over and
engulfed the child's penis, his lips squeezing tightly
around the base of Patrick's cock - milking the shaft of
that little dick until it grew perfectly hard in
Randal's mouth. No longer giggling, Patrick was panting
and moaning as those greedy lips slid back and forth,
gripping the baby's cock with evil zeal, choking the
veins and arteries that lie beneath the tenderness of
that dick skin.
That mouth worked so fast that Randal could now feel
Patrick's cock beginning to pulse and throb on his
tongue - Patrick moaning, then erotic screams filled the
room as powerful orgasm reverberated throughout the
child's body like the surging and ebbing of tidal
forces. Patrick's come had been infectious that Randal
had begun to ejaculated in long, forceful streams that
the globs pooled on Patrick's belly, some of it landing
on the table.
Grandpa was panting, his face drenched in sweat as he
pounded his lengthy cock, deep into six year-old amber,
humping and pumping - Amber mildly crying as Grandpa
rammed into her, ripping through her tightness with
avidity, searching the depths of her warm, moist abyss
with the probe that hung between his aged legs.
Gramm was so enveloped by my son's little four year-old
cock that he was moaning and gasping as her Jurassic
lips milked my little boy. I was proud by hearing his
angelic cries and groans as I knew he was learning how
to love the true Foster way.
Gramm would occasionally lick his balls, then run that
organ down to his toddler asshole and take quick licks,
then when she was quite satisfied that Jordan Jr. was
hard and long enough, she stood up eased partially over
the table and let my son's penis slide ever so easily
into Gramm's withered crack and began pumping her hips
into his little, hairless groin. He was sweating buckets
as his Grammy fucked him non-stop and I knew he was
having orgasms as he stared blankly and cried out in
erotic pleasure. Gramm kept pumping and Jordan Jr. kept
coming.
Sarah was eating whipped cream out of four year-old
Eliza's pussy. The little girl howled as my wife just
shifted the cool cream in and out of her smooth crack,
Sarah's right index finger deeply planted into Eliza's
rectum, finger fucking her hard and sweet, making the
toddler grunt and gasp as my wife's tongue brought the
little girl into the throes of a surging climax.
Across the table, Lucas had laid Timmy flat on the table
surface, flat on his back - Lucas also on the table -
laying over Timmy with his groin to his face, Lucas'
cock planted between his lips, pumping his dick in and
out, thrusting deep into the four year-old's mouth until
those tender lips kissed the base of his flesh. Lucas
thrust with such a ferocity that I feared he would
damage his penis by the force of every thrust. Timmy was
going to be sore by the second feast.
I on the other hand had licked David so hungrily that he
moaned strongly that his own cock grew hard. I quit
licking his hole, and turned the kid over so I could
suck that perfect cock. It was soft and tasted wonderful
and I looked forward to the night when I would bed with
this incredible seven year-old boy, who loved to pump
his groin into my face, making that circumcised prick
slide all the way until my lips kissed the outer skin
that covered his bladder.
"Uh ... Uh ... Ooh! Jordan! Suck ... Uh! Ah! Oh! Oh!
Ooh! Suck! ... It! ... Harder!" David Gasped.
Any harder, and the boy was apt to hyperventilate and
pass out. I milked the boy and David was paid with an
intense climax that rippled through him like a wake on a
millpond. He screamed so loud that everyone stopped
fucking and looked at the seven year-old who was in the
clutches of a wicked orgasm. I could feel his awesome
penis pulsate and writhe on my tongue, like I was
sucking on a sack of worms.
As I continued sucking, I dipped my left finger into the
gravy boat filled with the edible lubricant, then
lubricated David's asshole in and out. When he melted to
the climax that was fading into history, I grabbed the
boy and settled him onto his hands and knees, then I
parted his warm butt-cheeks with my fiercely hard cock
and poked through his hole and began to thrust wildly,
pumping my plate of little boy ass, fucking his ass with
so much lustful effort that the floor beneath our feet
was creaking and moving as the dining room table was
being rocked in so many different directions, that the
laws of motion were being rewritten. Grandpa fucking in
one direction, Gramm in another, I going one way and
Lucas still over Timmy in pelvic motions to that child's
mouth in another direction.
I rammed hard and David groaned and grunted as my cock
just widened that pink orifice, plunging into a dark,
moist warm abyss. I became overly excited at the site of
Brandy and Carrie.
Carrie was now flat on her back, laying on the floor,
Brandy sitting over Carrie's face - her tongue in
Brandy's dripping wet pussy, that pink tongue tightly
inserted between those hairless crack lips. It got me
harder and hornier that I began squirting hard into
David's ass that he began to gasp, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ooh! So
Warm!
I watched Brandy and Carrie go at it for a bit then I
saw Jared pissing into Andy's mouth, urine dripping onto
the table and floor in pools. Chester still had Brittany
on her back, her legs spread far apart. Chester had
taken to the aluminum straw and was sucking his own
sperm out of her crack along with some of her pussy
juice.
Randal had filled Patrick at both ends. Some of his
pearly-white cream oozed out of his little hole and
Randal happily licked at the tiny trickles. He also
enjoyed shoving his tongue into Patrick's mouth, tasting
his warm mouth - transmitting the flavors of the boy's
ass.
Gramm was breast-feeding Jordan Jr. and he seemed to
enjoy this particular activity. Gramm was getting up
there in age that she tired quickly.
But not Grandpa, he was now butt-fucking Amber with
unmerciful pounding. The old geezer kept his pace and
kept loading the little girl with sperm.
Sarah did something I never saw her do before which
caused me to shoot a strong volley of cum into David's
ass. Sarah sat over Eliza's face on the floor, Sarah's
upper body supported by shaky arms, Sarah had been
struck with a sudden menstrual flow that she was now
sliding her pussy back and forth on Eliza's face - the
bloody discharge painting the girl's face into a mask of
blood and other fluids, tendrils of the oozing pussy
leaking between Eliza's lips - ingesting that concoction
of cunt juices. More sperm filled David's ass as I
watched everyone. This, by far, had been the best
holiday orgy and I could hardly handle the fire that
burned rich in this dinning room. The room was redolent
with come and the turkey that was making its way to
being done.
***
Four nearly six hours, we all fucked the children
leaving their bellies full of sperm. The assholes and
pussies had been penetrated multiple times and filled.
The table was a mess as our strings of the white semen
littered the table with globs, pools of urine and sweat.
The turkey perfumed the house and our blessed meal was
ready. Gramm and Sarah had tended to the bird. Brandy
cleaned the table while Aunt Mary bathed the children
once more, making their bodies presentable once again
and ready to eat dinner. Later tonight after we worked
that delicious dinner down, we had all decided that we
would trade off kids and spend the remainder of the
evening in bed fucking until the dawn painted the sky
with blue, then crimson.
Another holiday had passed and I still believe that this
had been the best thus far and would remember it fondly
with my balls quivering, my cock hard as a rod and my
mouth watering for the next holiday. I only wished I
knew who I would be fucking next. Perhaps I would
suggest we started practicing every holiday there was,
from every religion to the nationals. In any event, I or
anyone else for that matter, didn't need the excuse of a
holiday to fuck the children - we could gather and have
our orgies whenever we felt, after all we were a family
united and nothing stood between us and sex.
The End.
Author's note: Man I tell you! My shoulders are killing
me. I haven't had so many characters at once before.
This story gave me one hell of a headache just writing
it. I guess I'll take a few Tylenol and jerk-off for a
few hours. I hope you enjoyed this one. It took a lot
out of me and if you liked it, drop me an email and let
me know! Happy Thanksgiving!
E-mail me at:
undersiege69@mindspring.com
Love to all my friends,
Todd M. Sayre
November 22,1999
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