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Surprise Visit from the Smut King
by Anume (mothersdarling@yahoo.com)

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I would like to tell you about something that happened 
a long, long time ago. When I remember that night I 
still get so hard and I have to reach down and rub 
myself and feel it all over again. (mmf-yteens, bi, 
ped, inc)

***

I had a very strange childhood in some ways. I was 
always touching myself. I can’t remember a time when I 
wasn’t easily aroused.

I once initiated an all out, naked orgy with six girls 
and one other guy when I was only about eight. My 
grandparents were at work and we snuck into their 
house. The girls were around the same age as me. The 
other boy (the brother of the girl I was really 
interested in) was about 14. 

We all spent time exploring each other. I got to lick 
all of their bald pussies. My favorite part was when 
the girl I liked and I climbed into the top bunk of my 
bunk-beds and rubbed against each other. Just rolling 
around naked. We didn’t know what to do besides that.

I had my first wet orgasm very early (around 11). 
Around this same time I was able to find a few friends 
who were willing to jerk off together, but not much 
else.

The first reason that I was so sexually precocious was 
that my Father and Mother were both very casual about 
nudity around the house. I can recall sitting in the 
bathroom with my Mother when I was little while she 
took a bath. She had very round, fat tits. She had 
huge, dark pink nipples. The kind that cover almost the 
entire end of a woman's breast. Her pussy was very 
puffy and covered in thick, black hair. I would sit on 
the toilet and make casual conversation while I 
pretended not to look at her body. 

My Father would walk naked from the bathroom to their 
bedroom every morning after his shower. His cock and 
balls would be just hanging there in front of me and it 
looked huge at the time. I hadn't even really thought 
about how my own would grow in a few years. But, I do 
remember watching it swing back and forth as he walked. 
There were even a couple of times when it stuck out red 
and semi-hard as he walked past my room.

That alone was not enough to really get me thinking 
sexual thoughts. The main reason that I understood from 
an early age about what people were up to in bed, was 
that my Father was a serious smut-collector. Nowadays, 
you can find hard-core porno on the Internet, in 
neighborhood video stores, even in some convenience 
stores. But, back in those days you really had to make 
an effort. 

I am not even sure how he got hooked on the porno thing 
or how long it had taken him to amass such a 
collection. All I know is that when I first started 
finding his stashes I was hooked too. It was such an 
amazing rush to see pictures and read stories that 
could make you so horny! I think now, as I look back 
that he was doing it on purpose.

Because, at first, all I found were very early issues 
of Playboy magazine (we're talking early 60's here) no 
vaginas, no pubic hair. There were books of 
photographic nude studies-very tame. Over time, 
however, I began to find Penthouse, Gallery, much more 
graphic stuff. By then I could read and there were 
suddenly books of letters, hardcore novels, and books 
from Sweden with words I couldn't understand, but 
pictures that I could. Mothers licking their little 
girl's pussies, fathers with their cocks deep in mom’s 
hairy slit, while the daughter sucks on mom’s 
nipples... It was amazing.

Photos of men and women licking up white, sticky sauce 
or having their mouths wrapped around a hard prick 
while it was squirting. There was even a story about a 
woman who drank her two sons' cum after they finished 
fucking her in the ass and pussy at the same time. I 
will tell you as soon as I started to shoot off I tried 
licking it off my hand and that became a regular part 
of my nightly routine.

Since I was an only child at that time, I was on my own 
a lot. I would usually start searching for new thrills 
as soon as the last batch of books and magazines had 
lost its zing. And as often as I was jerking off, it 
usually didn’t take very long.

I would begin to search in the areas that I had found 
good stuff before. Usually his dresser drawers, the 
cabinets in the master bathroom, under piles of sheets 
in the linen closet, anywhere that I thought would be a 
good, but not too difficult hiding place. Next, I would 
sneak whatever I found into my room and wait for 
everyone to go to sleep. 

Finally, when I saw that Mom and Dad's lights were out 
I would strip naked and take out my latest treasures. 
My favorite position was on my knees, leaning against 
the side of my bed. The book or magazine spread open in 
front of me. I would rub myself gently while I looked 
at or read the newest fantasy material. Trying to keep 
myself from coming as long as I could.

The night that I want to tell you about I was thirteen. 
I had just found a book that was supposed to be an 
academic text on the psychology of bestiality. It was 
actually just a dodge to get around bans on publishing 
incredible stories and pictures of people having sex 
with animals. The tone was basically, "And you see here 
how the deviant mind of the bestialist conceives 
sexuality." 

Many of these same pictures from this exact book are 
still on the internet. A woman in a pointy bra sucking 
on the swollen, wet cock of a grey, wolfhound. A man 
jerking off on a woman’s back while she is fucked by a 
German Shepherd. The best though was a really young 
girl with a boy who looked like he was about my age. 
She was on her knees and he had his cock buried inside 
her. His "dad" was standing beside them with his cock 
in the boy’s mouth. 

The series progressed with them changing positions and 
at one point the father lay on the floor, the son was 
sitting on his cock while the sister sucked down her 
brother's hot cum. The illustrations were full color 
photos and all of the picture credits referred to other 
books published in foreign countries. This was some of 
the hottest animals/incest stuff I had ever seen.

I would come many times a night just like this, 
wrapping my index finger and thumb tightly around the 
shaft. I found out that the longer I made myself hold 
out like that; when I finally did squirt, it was 
usually much more than if I let myself come right away. 
As I kneeled beside the bed that night I had to stop 
myself a lot. The pictures in this book were fantastic. 

I was concentrating really hard on not coming while I 
watched the man and woman in their thirties having sex 
with a German Shepherd while the boy and girl around my 
age watched. Once the dog had shoved his big, slippery, 
prick into the woman’s wet pussy I had to slow down. 
After the dog came and they were able to pull him out 
of the woman. The young girl lay down between her legs 
and started licking up the dog's cum. The man and the 
boy were kneeling beside the woman and rubbing their 
cocks on her tits.

As I said, I was really concentrating hard on not 
shooting off yet. That's probably why I didn't notice 
that I had an audience. There was a bathroom off of the 
master bedroom and so I didn't worry too much about 
being caught by someone walking past my room to the 
bathroom in the hall during the night. 

There was no one living there except my parents and me. 
But maybe it wasn't a trip to the bathroom that had 
brought my Father down the hall anyway. At first I just 
felt that tingling sensation that kids seem to get when 
they know that they are caught by a parent doing 
something that they will get in trouble for. I turned 
my head towards the door and saw my Dad. From where he 
was standing he could see me in profile. My pajama 
pants around my ankles and my dick swollen and 
dripping. 

One of his own porno books spread open in front of me. 
I looked at his face to see just how mad he was and how 
much trouble I was in, but, what I saw was the bulge 
under the brown bathrobe he was wearing. He reached 
down and pulled the belt open. His robe parted and he 
drew his cock out and hefted it in his hand. The head 
was dark purple and a drop of fluid was building up at 
the tip as he pumped it. I started to see that he 
wasn't mad and looked like he could start shooting off 
on my rug at any moment.

Finally he spoke, "That is one of my favorite books. Do 
you like it?"

I had trouble finding my voice, but finally I said, 
"Yes, there are some really hot pictures in here."

He moved closer and kneeled down beside me next to the 
bed. "Do you want to do this together?" he asked.

I felt incredibly nervous. I had read all of these 
stories about kids and their parents in his books and 
magazines, but, I never thought about what I would do 
if something like that really happened. 

"It's okay," I said. He gently cupped my balls and slid 
his hand up the underside of my dick. I was watching 
him slide his fingers up and down his own cock and 
spreading the juices around.

Finally I knew that I couldn't hold on to it any 
longer. I had already made myself stop three or four 
times before he came into the room. "Dad," I gasped, 
"I’m gonna squirt!" 

He ducked his head down and took me into his mouth. He 
tugged gently at my balls and took me all the way down 
his throat. It felt like I was going to shoot off 
forever. I just kept pumping it out with each stroke. 
Finally it ended. I sank down onto my butt on the rug 
feeling totally exhausted.

While I had been coming in his mouth he had been 
jerking on his big, hard dick. I was laying there on 
the floor under him and I watched his come start to 
spray out just like mine. Each pump was another spurt 
of his juice. I felt it splashing onto my stomach, my 
cock, and my legs. I never dreamed that there would be 
so much! He kept coming on me for a long time. I felt 
each hot splash and watched his prick keep jerking as 
he shot off until he stopped.

He sank down onto the floor beside me and tried to 
catch his breath. I didn't know what to say, I was 
still sort of in shock over what I had just seen. Then 
as we sat there I remembered how good it felt to come 
in his mouth and I could feel my little prick stirring 
up again. His come was running down into the crack of 
my ass at this point. 

"Wow!" he said. "I sure wish I was your age again." He 
rubbed the come over my hardening cock and even spread 
some down into my asshole.

"I do this a lot," I told him. "I just seem to never 
get enough."

"I bet I know what we can do with that next load. If 
you aren't too tired," he said. "Do you think you would 
like to try something different than just dreaming?"

"I guess so," I said. "Do you mean things like in the 
magazines?"

"Follow me," he said. "I have a great idea."

We walked down the hall to my parents' bedroom. Dad put 
his hand on my shoulder and motioned for me to stay in 
the doorway and keep very quiet. He slipped off his 
robe and gently slipped back into the bed beside my 
Mother. In the dim light from the hall I could see him 
pull her towards him. She was so wet that she was 
glistening and I saw him reach around and spread her 
pussy open. His right hand held her pussy open and 
stroked her clit. It was huge, and swollen. 

Mom reached down and pulled on Dad's hard-on while he 
slid a finger in and out of her wetness. He was making 
a steady back and forth motion. He beckoned me over and 
I came and stood behind my Mother's back. I was on fire 
and didn't know exactly what he wanted me to do. 

He took his other hand and pulled me by my hard cock. 
He licked his palm and rubbed my dick with it. He 
rolled mom over and slid his cock into her tight, pink 
pussy. Then he pulled me closer. He took both of his 
hands and spread the cheeks of her ass. I had seen this 
in some of the books so I knew that this was another 
hole I could put my cock into.

I put my mouth on her asshole and started licking. She 
pushed towards him harder and looked over her shoulder 
to see what the new sensation was. I was licking her 
asshole as my father pumped his cock in and out of her 
pussy. She was so wet I started licking her pussy and 
her ass. I was also licking my father’s cock as it slid 
in and out of her.

My father reached around again and felt my spit all 
around her puckered asshole. He pushed his middle 
finger into her as deep as it would go. I knew then 
what he wanted me to do. I took my hard cock and put it 
right at her little butthole and pushed. I must have 
gone too fast because Mom let out a little yell. I 
said, "Sorry, Mom." She reached around me and grabbed 
my ass and smiled. She pushed me deep inside and said, 
"It’s okay baby."

I had never felt anything so good. I could feel Dad's 
cock rubbing against the base of mine on the other 
side. We slid in and out of mom. Kissing her face and 
playing with her big, boobs. 

Sometimes both of us were all of the way inside her at 
once and she would let out these low moans. I could 
feel dad start to get even bigger. I pulled out and 
pushed mom’s legs apart. I took my Father's red, 
swollen dick in my mouth as he started spraying his 
come. I swallowed most of it and then licked up what 
had fallen onto my mother’s pussy. She felt my tongue 
on her clit and came in my face. I was so tired, but my 
cock was throbbing. 

I laid on my back and my mom and dad shared my cock 
licking and jerking me until I squirted on their faces. 
They licked me clean and we all slept, cuddled up 
together all night long.

This was only the first family experience that we had, 
and during that same wild year I had a lot of fun with 
one of my friends and his sister... I'll tell you more 
later.

Thanks for reading my story...

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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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