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Mountain Girl Tale
by bLACKFLAg (latim3r@yahoo.com)
***
Not all the Mormons moved west. A few stayed hidden
deep in the mountains. In one such community isolation
from the main church has created some interesting
twists. One girl's tale of the goings on in this
community, far from the prying eyes of modern
civilization. (M+/bg, ped, bi, inc, orgy, ws)
***
I love it up here in the mountains. Course, I don't
really know much else. I've lived up here my whole
life. Been down to town maybe once er twice, with Pa, a
course. He usually goes alone, but he took me along
ever once in awhile. I didn't like it so much. Sure,
there was the shops and all, but we never went into any
of 'em, so I don't know much about what's in 'em. Pa
didn't want to go nowhere's 'cept the General Store,
fer supplies.
Mostly it was jest hot an' dusty in town, and lots a
noise. I was always glad ta get back home to our cabin,
which is quiet and green all around. And up here I
don't hava ta wear no clothes, which is how I like it.
Pa likes it too. Akchully, he insists on it. He'd have
me strippin' off that stupid little dress he had on me
soon as we was off the main road, and I'd ride the rest
of the way back, nekid as th' day I was born.
Pa'd always want me ta spread my legs wide and sit next
ta him so he could finger-up my cunt while he was
drivin' back. With the vibrations of the truck goin'
over them dirt roads, and his big, rough fingers
sliding up me, why I'd cum off good, maybe three, four
times. Pa would be nice and keep his pecker out a his
pants so's I could see it while I was getting' diddled.
He's even let me stroke it an' that'd make me cum all
the harder. See, like all good girls, I love peckers a
lot. 'specially Pa's 'cause it's so big an fat and
hairy. I seen lot's a cocks but ain't none as purty to
me as Pa's. I don't know what it is, just 'cause I'm a
girl, like Pa says, but the sight of peckers makes my
mouth get ta waterin', makes my cunt-hole a start ta
waterin', too! An' my butt-hole get's ta twitchin' and
tinglin' so's I can hardly stand it! Pa says any good
girl feels the same, we just gotta have a pecker
somewhere's in 'us. He taught me that long time ago.
I can't hardly remember a time when I wasn't playin'
with a pecker, and takin' care a one with one a my
fuck-holes. Pa always says that's what a girl's god-
given purpose in life is; to take care a men and boys
and their needs. Ta make sure they're cocks are always
happy. It's natural, if ya think about it.
After all the good lord gave us girls our cunts, which
are made fer a guy to put his pecker in. That's
obvious, like Pa said. It makes a girl feel so good
when she's got one up there, why that's god's reward
fer us girl's doin' our duty.
Pa explained that to us long time ago. The lord made
our cunts irresistible to a fella, and he made our lips
softer and prettier than a fellas, so's a fella would
want to put his peter in between them, too. And, our
butt-holes is real close to our cunt-holes so's a fella
will be able to find it when he wants ta fuck that.
Pa's real smart and says I'm plenty smart, too, fer a
girl, 'cause I learned all he taught me real fast. But,
it's natural, ain't it? I mean, I want it all the time,
'cause that's the way it's supposed to be!
I'm still a young girl, don't have titties yet, and
cain't have no babies, neither. And, my cunt ain't got
no hair 'round it yet. Pa says a girl that's too young
to breed can still do a lot fer a guy an' his pecker.
And I'm real happy to do it! I do what ever Pa tells me
to do, and work hard ta' please him.
I take care a our house, cook the meals, take care a my
sisters and brother, and wash the men's clothes. Don't
have ta wash no diapers no more. May, my youngest
sisters is four now an' she's been to'let trained fer
awhile now. They ain't a lot of our girl's clothes to
wash. I aint got more'n a couple a dresses I never
wear. May and Clara, those girls hardly know what it's
like ta wear clothes.
Mostly, if it get's cold, daddy will give em' one of
his old shirts to wear. That's enough fer 'em I guess,
and they're easy ta get off when someone wants their
bodies. Which ain't too frequent. They're still too
little fer anyone but old man Ferguson. That old man
sure has a thing fer the youngun's!
Heard tell he don't even care if it's a girl or a boy,
he just loves to love 'em up and suck 'em all over and
shove his cock up 'em. He's a little strange, but a
nice man. It's nice ta have someone like him in our
community, to show them little ones how to give and get
pleasures, and he's always reliable fer babysittin'
duties.
I didn't think it was right at first, that he fucked
them little boys. But Pa explained to me that
sometimes, if a big fella didn't have no girls around
that little boys was supposed to give them their
asshole ta fuck. Says he used ta' get it plenty after
his Ma died, from Gramps. And he still likes to fuck a
boy, from time to time, jest fer a change. That all
made a lot of sense to me, so's then I was happy that
the old guy was showin' how to do that. He sure is a
good old man. A real Christian.
Sometimes I'll send my brother, Bobby-Lee over there
fer some trainin' and jest ta get him off my hands.
That kid's wild, let me tell you. Bossy and brash and
full of it! Seems like a visit to old man Ferguson's
always clams him down a bit. He gets real quiet like
and rubs his butt a lot. Don't take too long afore he's
runnin' around like a wild injun again, though.
Seems like he's learnin' real good over there, too.
Caught him tryin' to hump Clara's butt more 'n once. I
just let him play. Heavens, he's only eight, and his
little peter always slips right out, till he jest gives
it up. And Clara don't care. She's six-and-a-half and
Ferguson's had his old pecker up there plenty. She
knows what a real one's supposed to feel like, and
Bobby-Lee's little pecker jest makes her giggle.
It's kinda funny, watchin' them two play like that.
But, I gotta hand it to Bobby. He sure tries, and he
seems to have fun while he's doin' it. Moanin' in his
high, little boy voice, getting' all sweaty with the
effort, and grabbing Clara's ass to keep it spread open
so's he can see how his pecker's doin'. And Clara, jest
keepin' her ass up high fer him, humpin' back at him
and giggling like the devil. May's usually watchin' all
this with big eyes, sucking her thumb and rubbing her
little cunny with the other hand. Sometimes she'll even
scoot up close to get a good eyeful.
One time Bobby was tryin' a long time to keep his peter
up Clara, but it jest kept slippin' out. He got so mad
about it he slapped her ass real hard and she started
in a bawlin'. "That's what you get fer bein' such a bad
girl!" He shouted at her.
"Now, Bobby-Lee, " I said, gently as I could, "She's
doin' her best fer ya'. Ain't her fault your pecker's
too, short, still."
I shoulda known better. A girl should never tell no
fella his cock ain't big enough. He hauled off and
slapped me. Fer his age he's pretty strong and it
really stung. "You shet-up!" he hollered. "I'll show
you!"
He pushed me down on the floor and made to mount me.
He's a boy, so I had to let him, but he had even less
success with me. He really got mad then and was
punchin' on me and crying and yellin' how was weren't
no good to him and he was gonna tell Pa.
"Now, Booby-Lee, hush fer jest a minute! I said. "Let
me jest turn around and I'll show ya I can take care of
your cock, boy!"
"How?" he said, sniffing back his snot and stoppin' his
flailin' on my back. I knew I had ta' calm him down and
let him get back his male pride. "Well, Bobby, I guess
you should learn this, since your getting' to be a big
boy now. Jest get off me and wait fer me ta turn
around. He sniffed a little more, but did as I asked. I
quickly rolled over and sat up. I got his cock in my
fingers and talked real soothing too him. "Gee, Bobby-
Lee, guess I was wrong about yer pecker. Why I do
believe it's bigger than ever! Pretty soon it's gonna
be Pa's size. And, I think I might even see a little
hair startin'!"
"Whar?" he said, calming down a little.
"Why just at the root. You are growin' up, boy! I
didn't mean what I said bout your pecker. It is
getting' pretty grown-up."
"Aw, I don't see no hairs!" He said.
"Well, that's cause you ain't as close to 'em as I am.
Ain't much yet, but you're gonna see some fuzz down
there yourself before long."
He got quiet and I could tell he was feelin' better.
His little peter was swellin' with pride. I knew I had
got him. 'Course there weren't really no hairs down
there, but he needed to think there was, so I ran a
finger over his pubes and made a cooing noise.
"Aw, they sure feel good, all soft still but they're a
comin'. Makes me feel kinda horny, like I got me a real
man here with me."
He didn't say nothin', but his peter got a little
harder and a little drop of clear boy-juice squeezed
outta the tiny piss-lips. I love that stuff and I
really wanted to lick it off. But, I wanted to stroke
his ego a bit more first, so I said, "Gosh, Bobby, your
peter looks so pretty when it's all hard and juicin'!
Make's a girl like me feel real horny fer it! Ya' think
maybe you'd let me kiss it? Please? Jest let me kiss it
a little."
I looked up and smiled at him and got my face in real
close. I made sure to let my breath rush over his
groin. He moaned a little and rasped out, "Go ahead,
then, sis. Give it a kiss, if you want. I know you
girls love ta do that to a big fella."
"We sure do, Bobby," I said. To tell the truth, I'd
worked myself up to such a pitch I really did want to.
It's a girl's nature to submit, and I wanted to please
my little brother in the worst way. I was getting' all
hot and bothered, being down between his legs like
that.
It was a new thrill fer me to be pleasurin' a little
cock like his. I'd never done it before. Fact it, it
looked so cute, a little miniature version of the big
ones I always got and that kinda got to me. Plus he was
so smooth there and although he was sweaty and smelly,
it wasn't the strong man smell, but something sweeter
and spicier, lusty in a different way.
I let my lips touch his leaky little pen-sized head and
kissed it tenderly, as if it were the great love of my
life. It jumped on my lips and dribbled out another
drop. I licked it up, makin' him suck in his breath
with pleasure. I ran my tongue over it, moanin' a
little. It tasted so fresh and sweet! He had some boy-
cheese on it and I enjoyed tastin' it.
It wasn't strong like Pa's nor as salty. Before either
of us knew it I was suckin' his peter into my mouth. I
slid my lips real slow down it, sucking hard and
whipping my tongue all over it. I sucked it to the root
and felt it tappin' my tongue, and leakin' juice
freely.
He moaned and sorta bucked his little hips. I tasted
his sweet boy-juice coatin' my tongue and the insides
of my cheeks and I wanted even more of him. I opened
wide and sucked in his peanut-sized balls, too and
gently suckled all his jewels. He grabbed the back of
my head in his strong little hands and moaned louder,
rubbin' his groin around on my face.
I looked up and saw him standin' there, his head thrown
back, his eyes squintin' shut in bliss. The sight got
me so horny I had to sneak my hand down to my cunny and
slide a couple of fingers up there. He looked so cute,
playin' the big man to me, wallowin' his whole package
in my mouth in complete abandon. Slowly I let my lips
slide up until his wet little nuts plopped out,
smearin' my chin with drool. I slid up his pecker and
kept suckin' 'till the head came out with a wet pop. I
looked up at him, my eyes showin' complete submission.
"Bobby, won't you fuck my cunt-hole, now? I want to
feel your big 'un slidin' up me. I lay back and pulled
my legs back from the knees, spreadin' wide and showin'
him my wet slit. "C'mon, Bobby, show me what you can do
to that hole. Fuck it, please!"
"'Kay, sis. Guess a fella's got to do his duty." He
said. He was fingerin' his slick little meat and
starin' hungrily at my slick cunt-lips. He sank down to
his knees between my spread legs and aimed his little
tool at my hole. He bit his lip and poked the head
between them. I groaned and humped up at him,
encouraging him. He let go of his rod as it slipped
into me.
He sighed with pleasure as he sank it deep, getting
into his balls in a second. I reached up and pulled his
little body to mine, giving him a kiss on the lips. I
ran my hands down to his butt and pulled his hips ta'
mine. He just lay there on me fer a minute soakin' his
little pecker in my warm, wet pussy.
Gently and slowly I pushed my hole up and down his
pecker, remembering to use my pussy muscles to milk on
him. I stared up into his eyes and saw the shine of
excited pleasure in them. He grinned real wide and
began to rock his hard little body on mine. I made sure
my pussy kept him inside, matching my thrusts to his,
so he wouldn't come out.
"See, Bobby, you're pecker is plenty big enough fer a
cunt-hole," I said, patting his grapefruit sized buns,
"It shore feels good, sliding in me like that! How's it
feelin' fer you?"
"Real good, Sis, better'n Clara's ole butthole! I'm
getting'… that tickle feelin' sis! You keep on takin'
my peter, now, don't you stop! I'm close… awww!!
Fuckin' you, fuckin' yer hole,… with … my… big 'un!
Ahh! Ahh! Aw, FUCK!" he was writhing around on me
jammin' his little pole as hard as he could. I was so
keyed up that I eagerly met his thrusts. I felt his
belly slappin' my cunt-button and I saw exploding stars
as I came off myself.
When it was over, he got offa me right away and went
lookin' fer his shorts. He found 'em, put 'em on and
ran outside, woopin' and carryin' on, off on some new
game. I smiled to myself and got up off the floor. I
suddenly remembered I had to get vittles ready fer
supper afore Pa got home. Tonight was my night and all
Pa's cronies would be thar. I had a lot to do if I was
gonna get ready fer tonight. I found a rag to wipe off
my cunt and hopped to getting' vittles ready.
Let me 'splain what I mean by "my night". All the men
got together once a week at one of their places for to
let the guys all have a go at the wife or girl of the
guy that lived thar. Every man could have a turn at
fuckin' the wife. A lot of the gals would get in the
"family way" that way. Kept them from havin' too many
inbreds, Pa told me.
Since Pa didn't have no wife, I was the girl at my
house. And, tonight was the night fer them men to come
and use me. I was plenty excited 'bout it. I gots to
have lotsa peters and lotsa good stuff ter swaller.I
knew I was gonna get 'bout seven, eight big cocks put
ta me thet night.
Pa ate his dinner while I got under th' table and gave
him some suck. He always let Bobby-Lee sit at th' table
with him, but the girls had to wait. Tonight Pa wanted
a little entertainment with his supper. He had May and
Clara get up on the sofy-bed.
They had ta spread their chubby legs wide and show off
their twats and finger 'em. Pa told 'em to lay next ta
each other and kiss each other's tittie dots and stuff.
Then he had May turn around and get her face into
Clara's crotch. Clara had to get her face down on May
like that. Then the little girls were told to lick on
each other's pussies. Pa told us that when there were
two girls waitin' ta please a guy they should do jest
like that to get themselves all wet and ready fer the
fella.
Them little girls giggled at thet and went wild lickin'
and a suckin' on each other's bald little cunt-holes
'till they made each other have a climax. Bobby-Lee got
horny watchin' thet and he ordered me to suck him under
the table like I was doin' ta Pa. I got his little
drawers down and did as he wanted, suckin' him in and
tastin' my cunt-juices still on him along with his boy-
sweat. He leaned back in his chair and moaned as I
sucked him up and down. Pa chuckled as he watched Bobby
getting' head.
"Shore do believe yore growin' up, Bobby," Pa said,
"learnin' how ta get whatcha want from a woman, ain't
ya?"
I knew Bobby must be real proud of hisself. He hunched
his hips up into my face and he crowed.
"Sure, Pa. I kin make Sis do jest what I like. I been
fuckin' her in her pussy-hole today, too. She knows ta
do what I say."
"That's fine, boy. You make sure you get it as often as
ya' can. Don't be afeared ta make other girls do it fer
ya too. It's their Christian duty ta please a man and
his cock, and gets more babies made. " 'Sides, like I
tole ya, a woman needs a fella's cock. She ain't
feelin' right until she's got one up her cunt or ass on
in her mouth. Jest like dogs and horses, they need a
fella ta tell 'em what ta do, too. Don't fergit that,
boy."
"Nawsir!" Bobby replied. "Aw, man, Pa. She's really
goin' ta town on my pecker. Yore right, Pa, she needs
it bad! She's tryin' ta suck it offa me!"
Pa and Bobby-Lee both laughed at this. Pretty soon,
Bobby-Lee started a groanin' and I knew from the way
his little rod was a jumpin' in my mouth that he was
feelin' his "tickle". I waited until his breath came
back to him, then let it out. Pa didn't want no more a
my mouth right then. He always like ta keep an edge
goin' since he's always the first ta fuck. It's
tradition. The host always goes first ta show just what
he kin do to the girl. I knew what Pa had in mind and
my nerves were on fire thinkin' 'bout it.
I put the girls ta bed. They were out in a few minutes,
sleepin' like babies, which they warn't far from bein'.
Then I put Bobby-Lee ta bed. I made sure I got down and
kissed his little limp pecker and tole him how much I
liked it.
"When you wuz fuckin' me, it sure felt real good. And I
liked suckin' on it fer ya, too. Think you wanna do it
fer me agin?"
"He got all serious and puffed up. "Shore, Sis. I'll
give it to ya agin. Don't you worry. All you gots to do
is do what I tell ya and I'll slip it to ya any time I
kin." He was actin' all grown-up. He patted my head,
and tole me to run along since he was tuckered out and
needed his sleep. I smiled and got up, closing the door
behind me, feelin' like my heart was gonna bust with
pleasure. I was real pent up and horny. Bobby-Lee's
arragint attitude just made me all the hotter. He was
gonna be a wild one when he got older.
I cleared up the table and spread out a blanket over
it, while Pa hung up the Kerosene lantern overhead.
Then he hiched up his overalls while I got up on the
table and knelt down on my hands and knees, my little
tail up and ready to fuck. When I was bent over like
that I actually looked like I had a little bit of
tittie. Not much, just a couple a swelled up places
under my nipples, but Pa said I looked real hot like
that and the fellas would be real pleased.
I grinned, feelin' so happy and horny. My cunt jest
dripped and dripped, like it always did on my night. A
little puddle of juice gathered between my legs on the
blanket and soaked in, leaving a damp spot that was
hard to mistake.
The fellas filed in over about the next twen'y minutes
or so. I don't think thar was one that didn't come over
and fondle on me one way or the other. Hank was the
first to arrive. He walked right up ta me and reached
out ta' give my wet little cunt a rubbin'. He smiled at
me an' I smiled at him. "How's it goin', Daisy, you
all ready fer us t'night?" He slid a couple a fingers
in my and stirred them around.
"Yessir!" I said, trembling a little, "I'm all ready
fer you fellas!" His fingers were makin' me feel real
hot and I felt so slutty, naked an' on display like
thet.
"Thet's real fine. You a good slittle slut, ain't ya?
Growin' up, too. I 'member when I couldn't get but one
a my fingers up yore little twat. Now I'll bet ya could
take three or four, ain't that right?"
I could feel a hot blush comin' over me. Hank shore
knew what ta do with them fingers! He was twistin' them
all around, makin me shake and tremble all over.
"Ahh..yessir! Ohh…! I kin take what ever you'all wanna
put up thar, I guess, Mr. Hank." He chuckled and
withdrew his fingers, holding them up to my lips fer me
ta suck clean fer him. He already knew what I could
take. He'd seen me many times getting' a big thick one
plowed up me. And, 'course he knew I could take him as
well. He was a tall man, kinda thin lookin' but with a
hard muscled body. His dick was prob'ly the longest of
all those guys.
It was thin like him, but had a fat, mushroom-lookin'
head on it, weighin' it down. He had a long ball-pouch,
too that came down half-way to his knees when it was
hot out. I could see thet thing snakin' down his pants
leg and I licked my lips thinkin' 'bout it.
As I was lickin' his fingers off, Jake Hanson came in.
He set a case a beer on the floor and came up ta us.
"We-ll, little Daisy-Mae! He said, rubbin' his big hand
down my back and over my ass. He snuck a finger into my
crack and toyed with my asshole. "What a pretty girl
like you doin' without my dick up yore ass?" He and
Hank both laughed and even I giggled a little.
"Well now Mr. Jake, I don't know," I said, "Cain't you
find a remedy fer that?" They both bust a gut laughin'
at that one..
"Now, don't you worry 'bout that!" Jake laughed, "I'm
gonna take care a that pretty damn soon!"
Jake liked ta take a girl's "back-door" as he called
it. He had a couple a boys at home. His wife was
poorly, so's he was always corn-holin' those boys. I
guess he kinda got used to the feel of a tighter hole
ta fuck. He was blonde haired and blue-eyed with a
square jaw. If he's been a little less paunchy he'd a
looked like a movie-star like the ones I seen in a
magazine at Aunt Carly's once. He patted me on the ass
and went over and started passin' out beers.
Zeke Jones came in, big hairy guy with a jolly face and
twinkly blue piggy-eyes. Then in came Harold Portsmith
and behind him his son. Harold weren't much ta look at,
goin' bald, kinda pudgy body and a kinda small dick
that you could hardly see more'n the head of when he
was soft.
His son didn't look nothin' like him. Looked more like
Hanks's boy, and it mighta been true, fer all that. He
was 'bout sixteen and tall and thin like Hank, but
smoother and paler-lookin'. He was always a shy sorta
boy, and he seemed real awkward and 'barrassed. I was a
little 'barrassed myself. I hadn't seen Dwayne but from
a ways off, but he always made me feel kinda tingly.
I thought he was real han'some and lotsa times wished I
could get him over fer a roll. But, I'd never though
about havin' him see me all spread out and drippin' at
a fuck-night. Weren't nothin' I could do 'bout it,
though. I smiled at him, and then sorta ducked my head
and tried not to look at him. I was turnin' bout five
shades a red. But Mr. Harold brought him right over ta
me.
"Lookee thar, now, son. See? You kin do what ya like
and feel anything you want. Why not put your hand down
and feel what that pussy's like?"
"Brung yore boy along, did ya Harry?" Zeke said,
handing him a beer.
"Shore. It's his fourteenth birthday today. It's time
fer him ta start bein' a man and joinin' in with us
men."
"That's fine!" Jake said. "Go on boy, feel up that
cunny. T'ain't a gonna bite!" The men all chuckled.
Dwayne reached out with a shaky hand. He gulped and
brushed his fingers over my slit. I couldn't help
sighin' when he did that. It was such a light, ticklin'
touch, so soft. Like a bird's wing on me.
Harold chuckled. "See, Dwayne, she likes thet. Come on,
do it some more." Dwayne seemed fascinated by my cunt.
He brushed his fingers back and forth, hardly daring to
touch it. All the while I could see his pecker getting'
harder and harder in his pants. Look like he had a nice
one!
"Gosh, Mr. Dwayne, why don't you get a good feel," I
sighed, "Put a finger up thar. I'm all wet and warm in
thar, and I like's somthin' up me when it feels thet
way."
The boy gulped. He couldn't say nothin'. He did what I
said, though. He pushed his slim finger in a little
ways. He sighed loudly, causing the bigger fellas to
laugh again. He pushed it deeper, and began to run it
around the walls of my cunt-hole. I wanted to encourage
him. I made little mewling noises and said, "Ohhh!
That's right, oh, lordy, feels good. Do it more, Mr.
Dwayne, makes me get hot fer ya'." And I meant ever
word.
I was hot as hell fer this virginal boy, ready to show
him how to take a gal and make her his. I planned on
givin' him a real good time, so's he would wanna fuck
me agin and agin! I pushed my pussy up into his
fingers. I guess I was a little too crazy fer it. He
drew back his hand like he'd touched fire and made a
surprised sound. Well, all the fellers was guffawin'
over thet one!" He got real red and backed away.
Lookin' down all shame-faced.
I was sorry 'bout it, but before I could think too much
'bout it, Pa walks in, wearin' nothin' but a shirt.
Pa's built like a barrel and is hairy all over, He's
got a cock on him that most fellas admire and most gals
want. It's real thick and 'bout 8 or9 inches long. Big
ole furry patch that looks like it's jest a drippin'
off his balls.
It's already stickin' all the way up and drippin' and
lookin' fierce!" The men all greet him and slap him on
the back, but he jest grins and steps up ta' me. Gosh,
I'm so antsy fer what I know he's gonna do, I cain't
barely hold still. I push my little butt up to him and
start in a sighin' and mewlin' fer him.
He grabs my cheeks in his big paws and spreads 'em
wide, like he wants ta tear em apart. I gasp from the
pain, but at the same time it feels good, knowin' he's
gonna use me jest how he wants. He spits down, right on
my pucker and I feel it pucker open a bit when he does.
I concentrate on makin' it open wider fer him. The
other guys is getting' close, watchin' and makin'
comments.
"Holy hell, look at that hole, jest a openin' wide fer
it!"
"Go ahead, Jack, fuck it!
"She shore wants that, don't she?"
"Damn!" Cries out Dwayne. I look over ta see him
sniffin' at his fingers and gropin' his boner through
his thin pants. I feel so damn hot now. Even Dwayne's
getting' into it and my Pa's about ta… Pa jams his
prick in me a good four inches without stopping, I
squeal with pure wanton delight. I push my ass back ta
meet his thrust moanin' and mewin' like a cat in heat.
Gosh, it's so painful, so full and heavy. Makes me go
into a fit! I love the pain, love submittin' to Pa's
big cock. I close my eyes, and thrust my ass harder
towards Pa's furry groin. His pecker is spreadin' my
hole wide open and tunneling in like a freight train.
He slaps his huge hairy paws down on my ass hard,
makin' me scream out.
This seems ta be the gen'ral signal; fer the fellas ta
start shuckin' their clothes. Pretty soon they's all
crowdin' around, their big cocks bobbin' around at me.
Zeke got my nipples in his fingers and was playin' with
'em, flickin' them and pinchin' at 'em, 'till I'm 'bout
outa my mind with lust. Someone else is shovin' his
fingers up my cunt-hole and wrigglin' 'em around.
I look up ta see Dwayne crowdin' in. His pants are off
now, and boy does his cock look tasty! Long and
straight, and pink as a candy-stick. His knob is
forcin' it's way outta the skin, all rosy lookin' and
leakin' boy-juice. He's got a small curly bush a golden
blonde hair 'round the base of his prick.
His balls are still hairless, but he's got that dusky
rose skin, wrinkly and bulgin' with two walnut-sized
balls, movin' around with excitement. I wished he's get
a little closer and let me have it in my mouth. I knew
I could jest suck on that purty thang all day, if'n
he'd let me!
Pa's startin' to go to town, now. He's slappin' his
big, hard hips on me, makin' them smack my ass loud.
His big ole nuts in swingin' against my slit and the
fingers up me. I kin feel my climax a comin' on and I
get real wild fer Pa. I grab at his slidin' shaft with
my ass-ring, makin' it tighten on him and bang my ass
aginst him ever time he slams it home. I raise up my
head, pantin' and gaspin' and beg him to fuck me hard.
Hank gets a bunch a my hair in his big fist and pulls
me down to his cock-knob. It bumps 'gainst my lips and
I open eagerly fer it, lettin' him pop it in my warm
mouth. I have a fleetin' idear 'bout him maybe bein'
Dwayne's real Pa and that sets my pussy ta burnin'!
I moan around his shaft as he's pushin' it inta my
face, and relax my gullet so's he can shove it right
down my neck. Pretty soon I can feel it spreadin' the
back of my mouth open and pushin' on down. My lips are
stretched as wide as they kin go 'round that poundin'
iron bar. My nose pressed into his sweaty crotch hair
and
I gaze up at him lovingly, my mouth fulla cock.
Pa's beginnin' to swear and slam me faster. Suddenly he
slaps it home, buryin' ever inch up me and growls loud.
His cock jumps around, bumpin my ass walls deliciously
and spurtin' his thick man-cream up me. Feelin' his
cock batterin' my tunnel is jest too much. Snortin'
'round the pecker crammin' my throat, my brain
explodes. I cain't see nothing but red and stars, and
feel wild quakes of pleasure rock me like thunder.
Hank's forcin' my head up and down on his shaft, and
drool's a leakin' out a my lips and rollin' down my
chin as I gulp at his veiny, hard meat.
Dwayne gets over to whar he can see my face a getting
fucked. "Wow", he says, strokin' his candy-stick, "You
kin fuck their faces, too? Fuck right into their
mouths?"
"Hell, boy, you kin fuck whatever hole you want! Girls
love the taste a meat, ain't that right, Daisy?" Jake
pulls his cock outa my mouth, so's I kin answer. Spit
and lube-juice strings from my lips as I gasp and say,
"Yes… Ohh, mmm! I love th' taste of cock!" He shoves it
back in, laughin'. He runs it down my throat agin and
commences ta workin' my head up and down on it agin. I
smile 'round the slidin' pecker I'm suckin' on and my
eyes squinch shut with heart-poundin' pleasure. Jake's
long, sweaty sack slaps my chin as he screws my happy
mouth-cunt.
Zeke's up behind my now, rubbin' his cockhead aginst my
pussy. He moans and tells me ta git ready fer a
poundin'. I work my legs a little wider, invitin' him
ta push his pecker up my wet folds. I kin feel his
pecker crown enterin' me pushin' my cunt-lips open. My
pussy grabs at that cock and sucks it in. That gets a
chuckle from him.
"See, Dwayne? She jest sucked it in her cunny, like
she's suckin' on Jake's pole!" He says. "Little slut
wants it damn bad!"
Jake's thrustin' faster now and his pecker's a swellin'
up longer and harder in my eager mouth. His nuts are
drawin' up and I kin tell he's gonna shoot me some
baby-juice pretty quick. I try my best to suck real
hard, kinda like I'm suckin' on a straw. He grunts and
fucks it to my tummy. He holds my face against his
curly, damp bush and I feel his cock pumpin' but, I
cain't taste nothin'. It's goin' straight into my
belly!
He moans loud and rubs my face into his lower belly as
he spurts his stuff. With Zeke's meat startin' ta fuck
in and outa my sloppy cunt-hole and Jake creamin' down
my throat I' come over with another wild climax. I
tremble and shake on the table. I cain't moan 'cause
Jake's dick is pluggin' me so deep, but I feel that
warm waves of bliss washin' over my body. I'm so glad
I'm makin' them cocks happy! I know that's what I was
born to do, ain't no doubt in my mind.
Jake rests fer a second or two, then pulls his cock
free. I keep my lips clamped down on it, ta milk out
the last drops of his lovely cream. It finally pops
free of my lips, smearin' my mouth with the last
droolin' drips of white jelly. Without another word, he
turns and walks away. I get a nice view of his muscular
ass as he bends over ta get a beer out a the box on the
floor.
Zeke's cock jabs deep up me and makes me squeal fer
him. "Ohh, Mr, Zeke, sir, fuck it, please! Fuck my
cunt-hole!" I gasp.
Pa's comin' up ta me now, He pushes his half-hard
pecker at my face and I open up fer it.
"That's right, Honey, clean it up, like a good girl."
He don't hafta tell me ta do this, a 'course. I know
it's part of a girl's duty to a man to clean his pecker
after it's fucked her. Pa's dick is smeared with gooey
cum and brown streaks. Tastes fine, kinda bitter and
tangy and spicy all at the same time. Dwayne's eyes are
poppin outta his head as he watches me suckin' Pas'
prick clean. I wonder whar the hells he's been that he
ain't seen this kinda thang before. Guess his ma and Pa
keeps the bedroom door closed.
He musta played 'round with girls before though. But,
he seems mighty innocent. I feel so wicked in
comparison. I'm up here, stark naked and getting a cock
up my pussy, while I'm suckin' my Pa's cock clean of
cum and my own shit, lookin' like a real slut, I guess.
But, I'm havin' too much fun ta care much 'bout what
thet boy might think a me.
Pa pulls his limber prick from my mouth and goes off
fer a beer, while Zeke starts a long-dickin' me. He
pulls ever inch out, then stabs back in to the hilt,
joltin' me a little each time. It feels really wild and
I push back ta feel his pecker-knob push my guts
around.
My head's down between my arms and my face is all
flushed and sweaty as Zeke fucks me. I'm gonna cum agin
from the way he's beatin' my pussy. I feel him pull
free a my clingin' cunt once more and brace myself fer
him ta ram it back in. Instead I feel his wet, sticky
rod bobbin 'tween my ass cheeks . Then he's tunnelin'
up my butt-hole. I 'bout lose it agin, right there!
Zeke's dick's even fatter than Pa's although not as
long. It plugs me good, and spreads me like a hoe-
handle. I'm burstin' into tears of pleasure and moanin'
so loud, I'm afread I'm gonna wake folks for miles
around.
It's then that Dwayne gets up in front of me. I don't
even know he's thar at first. I feel fingers runnin'
through my blonde hair, and getting' tangled up in it.
Then he lifts me head up. His pink boner is starin'
right at me, its little piss-lips poutin' and droolin'.
I kin smells his fresh sweat, sweet as hay in the
summer sun. Golly, I just want him to take me so bad!
I gotta try that mouth!" He says, his voice soundin'
hoarse. "Gotta feel what thet's like!" He nudges his
sticky pink prick-crown aginst my lips. "Open up,
honey!" He orders.
Now thet's more like it! He's takin' control now,
lettin' his lust do the talkin'. I open up and take
that drippy hard knob into my lips, reverently. I want
him to see and feel how much I want to serve him. As
soon as I hear him hiss in his breath at the touch I
cum off! My pussy gushes juice down my spread loins and
down to my knees. I'm mewin' like a kitten wantin'
milk, and my ass-chute clamps and squeezes on Zeke's
slidin' prick.
I slide my lips right down Dwayne's throbbin' shaft
lickin' my tongue 'round it lappin' up his boy-flavors
and goin' plumb crazy. His body stiffens and his hand
clutches at my hair. He moans and shoots. Shoot, the
poor boy's so hot he cain't hold it. Gushes of his
young cum spurt and fills my mouth up to over-flowin.
It pours from my lips and coats my chin, dripping onto
the blanket beneath me.
I gulp and swaller and drink down all I kin. I'm a
little disappointed thet he cum so soon, and I guess he
must be, too. He sighs and moans and his prick jumps on
my tongue as he spews out his fresh, virgin cum. A
couple of the guys are laughin' at him fer shotin' off
so quick. He turns bright red at that and shoves his
dick deeper, his face scowlin'.
Pa comes up and slaps him on the shoulder. "Hell, boy,
don't wrry 'bout it. Never mind them fellas. They all
did the same, first time they did that. I know, I saw
it before." Dwayne don't say nothing'. His cock starts
ta' wilt a little, but he don't look mad no more, jest
a little tired. He pulls his slimy dick from my lips
and goes over to a chair ta flop down and get his
breath back. I watch him go, seein' his tight ass move.
It's so pretty I jest wish I could crawl off the table
and go kiss it.
Zeke's poundin' my ass real hard now. He rears up on
his toes and slams in deep. His pecker starts a jumpin'
'round in my ass and he's growlin' and shootin' off,
fillin' me fulla cock-cream. I sigh and shudder and
another tremor shakes me as I cum off fer him, givin'
his cock a few good milkin' squeezes. He pulls outta
me, and like they all do, goes right fer the case a
beer.
Mr. Harold is comin' up to me now. He's jackin' away on
his boner. He gets it up to my face and whacks on it
furiously.
"Take my batter, little girls!" He huffs. I see his
prick slit open up and spew his lumpy load onta my
face. I quickly open my mouth fer it, but he jest wants
ta shoot on my face. He sends his spurts over my cheeks
and onto my nose, and up on my forehead. He always like
ta do thet. Calls it "markin' a bitch".
As the last dribbles roll out he holds it to my lips
and tells me to hold my mouth open. He lets the stuff
drip on my lips and down my already slimy chin, mixin'
his load with his son's.
He finally pokes it inta my face. Without a moment's
warning he starts a pissin'. He loves ta do thet too,
to make a girl drink his pee down. I do as I'm supposed
to. I close my cummy lips 'round the head and gulp
mouthful after mouthful a his warm, sour piss. Pa's
laughin' as he watches me guzzle Harry's hot piss.
"Damn, Harry," he says, turnin' my slut inta a to'let
agin?"
"Yup," Harold grins as he watches my swallerin', "feels
real good to let it go in a slut's hot mouth. "'Side's,
shows 'em another thang they're good fer!" That gets
another guffaw from the fellas. When he is drained of
his piss he pulls it free and has me lick the last
drops offa the head. I'm greedy fer it and eagerly lap
up all that's left.
Now that they've all had me once I kin get down off the
table. Felin' a little wobbly, I turn and slide down. I
know it's time ta go get the men some vittles ta snack
on. I scamper off ta the kitchen and get the plate a
san'iches I made and brings 'em in. I go's 'round the
room, offerin' them to the fellas. When I get ta Dwayne
I kinda blush a little and murmer, "Won't ya have a
san'ich, Mr. Dwayne?"
He tries ta be cool 'bout it. He picks one up and bites
inta it. But his mind ain't on the food. His eyes is
zeroed in on my wet cunt. His pecker's movin' up his
creamy thigh and startin' ta lift it's head up to me. I
stare at it, fascinated, 'till I hear Pa call me over.
I quickly go over and hand him the plate. He takes one
and devours 'bout half of it in one bite. Pa's like a
big ole bear sometimes, and sometimes he's like a
little boy, young actin' and brash as Bobby-Lee. I
guess that's whar the boy gets it.
After I passes out the san'iches and puts the tray back
in the kitchen I come out and kneels 'side Pa. I git
right 'tween his legs and put my head down on his big
ole cock. That's whar Pa says I always should be,
'tween a man's legs, ready ta' please his pecker.
I lean into his crotch, smellin' his manly smells and
feelin' good. I wait fer him ta tell me what he wants
next. Well, Pa's had a few beer by now. He pushes my
head back a bit and picks his prick up and holds it to
my mouth.
"C'mon, girl take ma pee, I gotta go like a big dog,"
he orders. I smack my lips, get my mouth open and push
out my bottom lips so's his knob is resting on it. He
lets go with a fat ole stream of it. It's hot and
golden and the smell drifts into my nose, 'long with
tiny splashes of it thet hits my face like a fine
mountain mist.
It don't taste real strong, not too bitter anyways,
jest nice and salty and kinda tangy. Pa kin drink all
the beer he wants, but I kin get drunk on his hot pee.
Seems the more he feeds me, the more I want it. I gulp
it down, closin' my lips over his delightful spout and
takin' it as it comes. He sighs in relief as he empties
it inta me. His eyes look down in satisfaction, a
little bleary lookin' from the beer, but real happy an'
pleased.
I don't miss a drop. I had lots a practice at it. Pa's
been makin' me drink his piss two-three times a day fer
years. Not all gals'll do it, I hear. Much as I'd like
ta think well of 'em, not all the older gals here will
submit to drinkin' pee. Don't know why.
Mighty tasty stuff, and Pa says it's good fer us, gives
us nice skin. My skin is always soft and rosy, so Pa
must know what he's talkin' 'bout. So's Pa likes ta'
show me off thisa way. Makes the other fellas jealous
when they see how well behaved I am. Dwayne's still got
his eye on me. He's gapin' a little as he sees me
eagerly swallerin' Pa's piss load. I kin tell he'd like
me ta do it fer him, too. An' I'd sure like ta!
When I finish off Pa's gold-water Mr. Harold says,
"Come on over here, gal and drink mine, too. I crawl
over to him and open up soon as I gets 'tween his legs.
He's got a kinda doggy grin, his tongue hangin' out the
corner of his mouth. He takes his little pecker in his
fingers and aims it at me.
A short shot of it spurts out and sprays my cheek. I
weave my head to get my mouth inta position and it cuts
loose agin. This time the stream don't quit. Gosh a'
mighty! His piss is rank, real smelly and sour tastin'.
I almost gag on the first mouthful, but manage to close
my lips 'round his cheesy pecker-tip and keep
swallerin' He watches me gulpin' still grinnin' like a
cat.
"Shit, thet's hot," he sighs. "Now, open up slut, I
wanna see it goin' in yer little mouth. I do as he
tells me, openin' wide and feelin' his pee fill up my
mouth like a cup he's pissin' inta. I have ta' swaller
fer it gets ta my lips or it'll spill. Some of it
spills anyway, but it jest sluices down my chin some
and down my chest. Some of his yella pee trickles over
my tittie points and sparkles in the lamplight. He
finishes with sev'ral short shots, then I lean forwards
and licks the last drops outta his pee-hole. He likes
that.
His pecker bones up and brushes over my nose, leaving a
trail of fuck-snot across the tip. Zekes' callin' me
over and I know he wants ta use my mouth as his to'let
next. I crawl over to him, eagerly, happy to be outta
Mr. Harry's crotch. It ain't thet I don't perchiate a
man's smells, but thars somthin' off about the way Mr.
Harold smells. Like he don't never wash down thar at
all. Sometimes, if I'm really horny I don't mind, but
after I done come so much, I kinda feel fussy 'bout it.
That shames me a little. I know I shouldn't feel thet
way. A cock's a cock and I should be real happy ta get
it. But, I try not ta' think 'bout it too much. I'm
'tween Zekes beefy legs and got my head up fer him ta
fill. After him, Jake a 'course, uses me. I like ta
watch the pee streamin' from thet fat mushroom head.
And I love ta' suck on thet meaty thang while he's a
pissin'.
After Jake's done I wonder if I should go over to
Dwayne, but he ain't called me yet. Mr. Harold makes up
my mind fer me.
"Hey, slut, you too good fer my boy's piss?" He
demands.
"Nawssir, I ain't too good fer it" I say quickly. I
crawl over to whar Dwayne's sittin' and get my head up
to his crotch. He looks down at me kinda dumb-like. His
pecker starts ta risin' and throbbin' when he feels my
breathin' on it.
"Please, Mr. Dwayne, don't ya need ta piss, sir?" I ask
as sweetly as I kin.
He looks real 'barrassed. He kinda looks away an' says,
"Aw, y'all don't have ta do that. I kin find the
bathroom. 'Sides, I cain't never pee when I gets all
hard like this."
The other fellas don't like thet. "Boy, you gotta
perfectly good to'let right there," Pa says, "Use it."
"C'mon, son, do like the rest of us. Ain't much of a
man if'n ya won't take advantage of a slut that'll take
yer piss!" Mr. Harlod says.
"But, Pa, I'm too hard. Geez, she's so cute an all and
she got me all riled up!"
I thrill to his words. He thinks I'm cute! I'm turnin'
him on! Gosh, I'm 'bout ready to faint dead away from
happiness. But the men ain't havin' none a thet boy's
excuses.
"Hell, boy, force yerse'f. You kin do it, if'n ya try.
Just pinch on it hard and make it go down, Then, ya
better give that girl yore pee or by God you ain't
gonna be one a us!" Mr. Zeke says. They'se all lookin'
mean at him. Things are lookin' kinda des'prate for
poor ole Dwayne. I know I gots ta help him out, even if
he gets mad at me fer it. I reach up and grab his
balls. He looks real funny when I do that, like a scart
dog. I didn't hesitate. I squeezed his balls, soft at
first, then clampin' down till he howled.
That made the fellas laugh an' slap their thighs.
Dwayne's pecker went soft in a second as the pain shot
through him. "What the hell you do that fer!" He
yelped. I let his nuts go. He reached down and gave me
a good slap across my face. I didn't mind. I knew he'd
be able ta go now.
"Sorry, Mr. Dwayne, but I think y'all be able ta pee
now, sir." I said, givin' him a quick grin. Then I
opened my mouth and waited. He looked stunned fer jest
a second, then he laughed along with the others. "Well,
I guess yore right girly," he says, between whoops of
gigglin'. It's all right now. He kin laugh at hiself
and he's gonna do it. The fellas will accept him after
this.
"Hell, girl, you don't have ta try an' squeeze it out!"
He jokes. "That makes 'em all laugh agin. He points
his pink pecker down at my mouth. A couple a dribbles
come out, then two fine streams. One sprays my nose and
cheek and the other one hits my tongue. Then it
suddenly blends into one hot stream that fills my
mouth.
I gulp it down. I love the taste! All sweet an' salty
and light gold. I whimper, feelin' it tingle on my
tongue. Gosh, how I want it! The sight of my guzzlin'
his pee-flow gets him hard agin. He makes a valiant
effort, pushin' his dick down as it hardens up, and
strainin' his flat belly to force more out. Finally he
gives up and lets it go. It slaps his belly with a
juicy sound. He sighs heavily.
"Cain't go no more until this ole pecker a mine goes
down." He says.
"Well, fuck 'er then." Jake says.
"Yeah," says Pa, "Push 'er to the floor and climb in,
boy!"
"I… I believe I will!" Says Dwayne. He stands up and
says, "Get down on your back, girl, I gotta fuck ya!"
"Yessir, please!" I blurt out. This is what I've been a
waitin' fer. I get right down on my back like he told
me and spread my legs. I reach down and pull my pussy
open with my fingers, showin' him how juicy my hole is
fer him.
"Damn, Jack, she suire is one hot little slut!" Zeke
says, "Cain't wait fer a man ta get his cock up 'er!"
Dwayne gets down on his knees 'tween my legs and
commences ta feelin' my cunt up. Hissin' in his breath
he puts two fingers in it and slides 'em around. He
notices my love bud throbbin. He takes his thumb and
rubs over it, open mouthed. I cain't help squealing and
rubbin' my ass on the floor when he does thet. I hump
my hips up at him, urgin' him on. He's just starin'
while he plays with me, fascinated by my reactions.
His prick is bobbin' in his lap and a line of his ball-
juice is runnin' down the cum-tube underneath. He
pulls his fingers out an sniffs 'em, then sticks 'em in
his mouth and sucks at them moanin' like a starvin' man
tastin' ice cream. Then he's fallin on his hands and
pressin' his wonderful prick at my tight opening. I
reach 'tween our bodies and guide it in. "Ohh, Mr.
Dwayne, fuck me…fuck me!" I wail. He moans real loud
and grunts as he pushes it in me.
"Oh lord!" He cries, "unh! Aw, it's so hot an' wet on
my dick!" He starts ta move in me, hunchin' his slim
hips to mine, fillin' me full a that pink club. "Hell,
thet feels so nice!" he moans. He slides in ta the
balls and jest lets it soak up thar. He's breathin' hot
and heavy in my ear an' his arms are holdin' to my
sides real tight. He's slippery with sweat and warm as
a summer day.I look up at his beautiful flushed face,
seein' his blue eyes squinchin' shut an' his white
teeth grittin' in lust. He pulls out a bit, then shoves
it in agin. Like he don't wanta ever leave my hot
cunny.
I put my hands on his muscled buns and pull him in ta
me, gaspin' and moanin' an' hunchin' my butt up fer
him. He starts ta fuck me then, slow at first, then
pickin' up some, getting' a rythym goin' thet sends my
brain a wheelin'. I'm cryin' with the joy of it, an'
he's shakin' and gruntin' like he's in heaven. I wrap
my legs 'round his waist and scream, "Ohh, plow me,
Dwayne! Do it hard as ya want! Fuck me hard!"
"Yeah, gonna do it real hard!" He cries out, "God
awmighty, fuckin' a real pussy! Fuckin' it, Unh! Jest
as hard as I want!" He writhes and humps me faster an'
faster, a hot blush spreadin' down his chest, makin'
his nipples glow like hot embers. He runs his big hands
all over my little tits and bends his head down to take
one in his mouth and suck it.
All the while his hips is blurrin' as he rams in balls
deep over an' over. His mouth suckin' my nipple sends
zappin' tingles to my brain an' sends 'em racin' down
to my impaled hole. I'm thrashin' my head and beggin'
him to never stop.
The fellas are cheerin' us on, and sayin' how cute we
look, fuckin' on the floor. Jake gets up and kneels
beside us, near Dwaynes pumpin' ass. He's strokin' his
long dong and squeezin' on his nuts. He takes his hand
offa his furry balls and raises it over The boy's butt,
then slams it down, givin' him a good smack.
"AHH!" Dwayne yells. But, he ain't actin' like it hurt
him. He whips his ass around, stirrin' his cock in me
as he shoves it deep. Jake hits him agin, harder than
before and gets another shout of hot lust from the boy.
"Yeah, fuck thet pussy, by, fuck it while I smack yore
pretty little butt red." Jake cries.
I had heard 'bout this, though I'd never seen it afore
now. It was part of Dwayne's inishashun. He had ta'
take a spankin' while he had his first party fuck.
Dwayne didn't seem ta mind it a bit. In fact, he seemed
like he liked those stingin' swats. I know how it musta
felt. I liked it when Pa slapped my ass while he fucked
me, 'specially when he fucked my butthole. Dwayne was
groanin' and slappin' his groin inta me with a fury. He
raised up his head and screamed, "Aw hit me hard, Jake!
I'm gonna shoot!"
Some a the men were chucklin' at thet, but they was all
jackin' off at the sight. I felt the boy's sweat
drippin on me, splashing on my own damp flesh hotly. I
wailed in hot lust as he crammed inta me, humpin' every
last inch up my squeezin', suckin' pussy. We both cried
out at the same time, fuillin' the air with our wild
voices. I felt him shoot hot, long streams of his
white-hot boy cum inta me and I shuddered in the most
insane orgasm I had felt, ever.
Jake gave Dwayne a final, bone-jarrin' smack that sent
Dwayne rammin' agin me and made me slide a bit on the
floor. We rocked in ecstasy together for long minutes,
writhin' around on the bare wood planks. Dwayne
surprised me by fastening his soft lips ta mine and
kissin' me deep. Our tongues tangled with each other as
we gasped out the rest of our cum.
Jake raised up and went sway back on his knees, jerkin'
his load out over Dwayne's fire-red ass. Damn, the men
were cheerin' we were moanin' and Jake was cussin' us
both out good as he shot ropes of his thick jizz over
us.Jake fell back on his ass and lay there pantin', his
eyes closin' as he fought fer breath. Dwayne held still
on me, goin' limp as he panted and got his breathin' ta
slow. I went limp, too, sorta tired feelin', but warm,
and happier then I ever been.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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