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Archive name: burst.txt (M+/g, 1st-gangbang, inc?)
Authors name: Stella Teller (stellateller@hotmail.com)
Story title : Burst of Sun 

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Burst of Sun (M+/g, 1st-gangbang, inc?)
by Stella Teller (stellateller@hotmail.com)

***

I write erotica. I've written a number of stories that 
have yielded me a lot of e-mail, most of it very 
complimentary. I answer every one of them. This has led 
to me developing a number of what could be called "pen 
pals". 

One particular person's told me quite graphically how 
she had reacted to one of my stories. I wrote back that 
I wished I could have been present to witness her 
pleasure at reading my story. 

When this lady (as far as any one can tell on the 
Internet) wrote back, telling me about an idea she had 
for a story and asked me to write for her. I wrote back 
that I would consider the idea if she wanted to share 
it with me. 

Although my stories are based on a lot of truth, and 
I've never just taken off on some subject I had no real 
experience with, I would have been willing to at least 
consider her request. Without giving away who I 
actually am, let me just say that I am, at the least, a 
handy neighbor to have. Being such, the least I could 
do was be open to her suggestion (not the first request 
I've received.)

When she next wrote to me, I read her "idea" and came 
to the conclusion that she was telling me the truth. 
She wrote me what you will see below. Except for a few 
"cosmetic" changes, every word is hers.

I have lost contact with her (her e-mail address 
returns a Daemon) but I hope she's still out there, 
somewhere, and continuing to record her memoirs.

OK, well, here is some food for a good story:

I use to spend summers with my grandmother when I was 
growing up. My two uncles were still living at home. 
They're not much older than me. Chris is 6 years older 
and Michael is 8 years older. 

My grandmother lived on a farm in the Midwest. She and 
Grandpa had adopted two orphaned boys that I called my 
Uncles. Grandpa died many years before the time I'm 
going to tell you about. The land wasn't farmed much 
but was completely owned and paid for by Grandma. She 
would go in at the crack of dawn every day to work at a 
factory in town. That is when the fun would begin.

It started off with Chris and Michael crawling in bed 
with me in the mornings. They would hug me and tell me 
to go back to sleep. They eventually ventured on to 
massaging my back and then my butt and finally on to 
spread my legs and even slipping their fingers in and 
out of my pussy.

At that time of my life, I didn't really know exactly 
what they were doing. I really didn't know anything 
about sex and I didn't know I had much of anything to 
slip a finger in and out of down there. 

I would just lie on my tummy and pretend to be asleep 
while they did what they wanted to me. Eventually, the 
more I relaxed and pretended I was asleep, the more I 
enjoyed it. I was attracted to my "uncles" and they 
seemed to really like "playing" with me.

They finally caught on one day that I was really awake 
when I let out a small moan when want Michael was doing 
felt so good I just couldn't help it. Michael had 
pulled my panties off and spread my legs, and had 
started licking my pussy. 

I had never felt anything like that before, neither of 
them had ever ventured that far before. I lay there 
with Michael's face between my legs when Chris moved 
close and began sucking on my nipples.

I couldn't keep on pretending. I accidentally moaned 
and squirmed in pleasure. They laughed, I guess they 
knew all along that I was pretending to be asleep.

Michael said, "Baby, it's okay. We won't tell, we just 
want you to learn some fun stuff and no one else will 
ever know."

After that I would let them play with me again and 
again, even during the day out in the backfield and in 
the woods. It always felt so increasingly good, and 
besides, they said there was nothing wrong with it, and 
they were, after all, my "uncles."

*

By the next year, Mike moved to an apartment in town. 
Sometimes I would go into town to spend the weekend. 
One night he gave me a nightgown that he had bought me 
some lingerie. He said with was to be worn at his place 
only and that I shouldn't tell anyone. It had bikini 
panties that tied on each side and a flowing lacy top 
that also tied on each side.

Excited to wear my new outfit, I went to bed early that 
night. 

Much later that night Chris came home with a couple of 
his friends. They turned on a movie and I woke up and 
listened to them talking and to the sounds of the movie 
playing on the TV, there seemed to be a lot of moaning 
coming from the livingroom.

Finally, some time later, Chris came into my room and 
asked if I wanted to watch the movie with them. I 
crawled out of bed and climbed onto Uncle Mike's lap. I 
was still half asleep when he repositioned me facing 
away from him, so that I was leaning back against his 
chest with my legs on either side of his.

As we watched the movie he began lightly rubbing my 
breasts and pinching my nipples. Then after awhile he 
untied each side of my panties and began massaging my 
pussy. 

I felt embarrassed because he was doing this with his 
friends watching. At that moment I also came to the 
realization that the movie we were watching had naked 
men and women in it and they were having sex. I had 
never seen anything like it before and I got scared and 
stiffened up.

But uncle Mike started rubbing my arms, kissing my neck 
and ears, and he kept saying, "It'll be okay, baby. No 
one will know. We just want to have a little fun."

Up to this point, I had never seen a man's cock; Mike 
and Chris had shown great restraint in the past by only 
playing with my body and not undressing. Anyway, Mike 
kept telling me to relax and just watch the movie. All 
the while he kept running his fingers in and out of my 
now soppy pussy.

Occasionally he would try to run a finger in and out of 
my ass hole, but I would wiggle around on his lap and 
wouldn't let him. He kept asking me if it felt good, 
and asking if I enjoyed watching the movie.

At that age I didn't really understand what was 
happening, but Mike had been working me up to this for 
a long time and it felt so good with his fingers 
roaming over my body that I just gave in to the 
yearnings he was causing in my young body.

Finally, at some point in the evening Chris (who had 
mysteriously shown up a while earlier), grabbed my 
ankles and held my legs spread open on each side of 
Mike's legs, which he also spread apart. He began 
sucking and licking on my pussy, making me squirm 
around in delight while all the guys watched. 

Then he rammed one and then two fingers in my pussy, 
making me jump with surprise. Finally he looked at me 
and said that it was time to learn what it meant to be 
a woman. 

One of their friends said, "Hey, stick a bottle up her 
pussy first." 

I watched as Chris grabbed Mike's nearly full beer 
bottle and pushed it up in my pussy. They leaned me 
back so that the beer ran all the way in me. Another of 
their friends came over and started sucking the beer 
off me as I watched in amazement.

Then Mike stood up, holding me just under my breasts 
with one arm, and dropped his pants. He sat me down on 
his lap again, with his cock sticking up between my 
legs, and told me to squeeze my thighs together. He 
kept ramming it between my tightly closed legs. I 
enjoyed that a lot.

Finally he said, "Baby, I can't take it any more." He 
lowered me to the rug on my hands and knees, and rammed 
his cock in my mouth. He kept saying, "I love you. I 
love you. Suck it. Suck it like a lollipop, you sweet 
little cocksucker. You are my sweet little cock 
sucker."

At first I wanted to get away, but he seemed to enjoy 
it so much that soon I wanted to make him feel good and 
I started to suck on him willingly.

Chris got behind me and started playing with me from 
behind. He was licking my hole and kept saying he 
didn't want to get me pregnant. Then he began ramming 
his fingers in and out of my asshole. At first I jumped 
and wiggled around to try and stop him. But he held me 
firmly and forced his fingers into me.

I couldn't protest because uncle Mike's huge dick was 
filling my mouth, so after a while I just let uncle 
Chris poke my bottom as much as he waned.

I was surprised when uncle Mike came all over my face. 
He pulled out of my mouth and I jumped in surprise as 
the first hot string of fluid slapped against my nose, 
then another and another until it was running down all 
over my face. 

He bent down and started kissing my lips and telling me 
what a wonderful cocksucker I could be with a little 
practice. He wrapped my arms around his waist, holding 
me down while Chris began unzipping his pants. I 
started to feel some pressure on my behind. Mike said, 
"Baby, this is going to hurt, but I just want you to 
know I love you and this is for your own good." 

Searing, ripping pain tore through my ass from behind. 
I have never felt such pain in my life. One of their 
friends got underneath me and started sucking on my 
nipples. They told me to relax, and that I would learn 
to love it. Someone else took Mike's place and shoved 
their cock in my face. They taught me, patiently, how 
to suck cock.

I began to feel a warm sensation all over my body. It 
was incredible. As I had my first orgasm, Chris came in 
my ass while another guy was face fucking my mouth. 

Finally one of the guys turned me over after Chris 
wiped his cum all over my ass, and held me down. One 
guy held both hands while two others ripped my legs 
apart, and another one came at me with his hard, red 
cock. There was no mercy in his face. He rammed that 
hard thing in me and I let out an ear-piercing scream. 
They laughed and poured beer all over my sweaty body.

After that, there were many nights of the same. I 
became special fun for these guys. I was dessert after 
dinner on the table, and a bet winner's fuck after game 
night. I soon experienced all kinds of perversions, 
from having clips on my nipples to being held down 
while one of their friend's dogs licked me clean after 
a gangbang.

I have to tell you, nowadays I fantasize about a man 
that will fuck me hard and mercilessly like that. I 
love all kinds of sadistic fucking.

So that's my story. Please feel free to use any of this 
to write a story about. It is a true story for me. It 
would turn me on to see it on the Internet one day.

So, dear reader: There you have it. Short. Poignant. 
And, in my never humble opinion, probably true for the 
most part. Could it have been elongated and massaged 
into a good story? Absolutely. But it has impact just 
the way it is. As she wrote it to me. Or do you believe 
I have put this whole thing together as an authors 
trick? Would I do that to you? After all that we've 
meant to each other? Nope! 

Her story might not actually be true, but you can be 
assured that I'm playing this one straight. You can 
trust me the same as you could trust a precious 
neighbor. Honest. As for the title of this story making 
sense - to one person it will make sense. That's good 
enough for me.

You can e-mail me, if you wish, at my new totally 
anonymous Hotmail address. Either to comment on the 
above young ladies story, on the entire format of this 
missive, or just to let me know that you think you 
might know who I really am (if you even care to think 
about it.) I will respect your e-mail privacy. 

Yours, 

Stella Teller
(stellateller@hotmail.com)

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone 
acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look 
forward to many unproductive years getting it up the 
butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.
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