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Goldie Lox And The Three Behrs
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

An adult remake of the tale of how Goldie, having snuck 
into the house of the 3 Behrs, finds out that being 
mauled by a Behr can actually be kind of fun! (MFF, bi, 
voy, 1st, reluc, preg)

***

A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a girl named Goldie. Her 
parents were very mean to her. Like, they made her 
actually clean her room! And come home on time when 
there was a curfew!! And be respectful of old people, 
like her lecherous boss down at the Hit and Miss Drive 
In, where she wore roller skates to deliver food to 
people!!!

It was a real bummer for Goldie, but her parents, Mr. 
and Mrs. Lox were serious about her growing up to be a 
proper woman. They made her eat her vegetables at every 
meal too, which she didn't like. 

But she couldn’t argue that a good diet and the 
exercise her parents demanded she do was probably 
responsible for the fact that she was a stone fox, with 
a killer body. She was about 5'10", with the sweetest 
36 C titties you ever saw, all round and heavy looking, 
with tight pink nipples on them that just begged to be 
sucked. When her long blond hair was loose, it hung 
down just enough to cover those luscious little 
nubbins, though she usually kept it in a pony tail.

South of there were her sparse collection of honey 
blond pubes, which lay, short and flat on her mons just 
above two pouting pink pussy lips that looked like they 
were plumped up and ready to kiss you long and hard. 
Those pussy lips closed over her teenaged clitty, which 
stuck out just enough that her tight jeans rubbed it 
every so often. If she sat just so, she could get her 
cookies in school or wherever without using her hands 
at all! All she had to do was sit so that her clitty 
was being rubbed and then rock, back and forth just a 
little. 

Yes, all the boys walked around with boners whenever 
Goldie was in the area, and enough sperm had splattered 
against shower walls, or into wads of toilet paper or 
towels or whatever while boys had been fantasizing 
about Goldie, that you could probably float a good 
sized rubber raft on it.

Not that any of that sperm had a real chance of getting 
anywhere close to Goldie's pretty pussy. Her father was 
careful to make sure of that. Just as soon as he 
started getting his own boners looking at her, he cut 
her off from boys and wouldn't let her date, or wear 
makeup or ANYTHING!! 

What a prick!
 
And, her parents had talked to the family doctor and 
made it very clear he was to provide her with no birth 
control of any sort without their express approval, 
which they weren't going to give until she was at least 
twenty five or so. 

Her mother had a 'heart to heart' talk with her when 
she turned thirteen and reminded her that if she ever 
even thought about masturbating, she would go blind and 
catch at least sixteen sexual diseases. Goldie knew 
that was a crock. She'd been masturbating regularly 
since she was about eleven. 

But she was still virtually a prisoner in her own 
house.

Which is why Goldie decided one night to run away from 
home. She packed a few things in her back pack and 
headed off for Hollywood, where she was quite sure all 
kinds of people would fall all over themselves to make 
her a star. After all she was beautiful.

Of course that meant she needed to find a ride, since 
she didn't have her driver's license yet. So she 
decided to thumb a ride. And, naturally, when she got 
to the highway and stuck her thumb out, she caused a 24 
car/truck pileup because every male in sight jammed on 
his brakes to offer this luscious little number a ride, 
regardless of which way they were going. 

Goldie, completely oblivious to what her wobbling 
breasts had caused, spied one of those big trucks that 
was obviously going cross country because it had one of 
those bed things in the back. So she climbed up and 
asked the man driving if he was headed for Hollywood, 
and could she please have a ride.

The man introduced himself as "Tommy, little miss, 
Tommy Wolf, but my friends just call me the Big Bad 
Wolf." He grinned, eyeing Goldie's nipples which were 
protruding through her T shirt. "And I'm on my way to 
Hollywood right this minute. I have to stop in St Louis 
and then Boston first, but after that - Hollywood for 
sure." 

Goldie nodded. She really should have paid more 
attention in Geography class.
 
As they started down the road Tommy suggested she must 
be tired from all that walking and that she might want 
to take a nap in the back. Then he said that, as he 
would be driving for hours and hours yet, she might 
want to take her clothes off so they didn't get all 
wrinkled and mussed. 

Goldie thought that was a pretty good idea, though she 
thought it was a little odd, about half an hour later, 
when Tommy parked the truck and proclaimed it was time 
for his lawfully prescribed rest period. When she felt 
his naked body slide under the covers with her she 
began to realize what kind of situation she was in. 

She was in bed with the Big Bad Wolf, whose obviously 
hard penis was pressed against her lovely round bottom, 
while his hand hung negligently over her side, which 
put his hand right on her breast.

Now Goldie Lox was a blond, and while she might have 
been somewhat ignorant, she wasn't stupid. Several of 
her girl friends had given her lots of advice on just 
what to do in situations like this. What they all said 
they did, involved the girl's mouth and the boy's 
penis, but they all said it was guaranteed to solve the 
problem. 

If you liked the boy, you made him very happy with your 
mouth. 

If you liked him a lot, you swallowed. 

If you didn't like him, or he was forcing himself on 
you, you offered to make him happy, but then used your 
teeth to make it so he wasn't interested in chasing you 
as you ran away. 

You had to be careful about that, though, they all 
warned, because blood didn't taste very good at all.

Goldie suggested to Tommy Wolf that she knew something 
about making him very happy. There was a big sigh from 
Tommy at first, as she started, and then an agonized 
scream. 

Witnesses said they saw a naked girl get out of the 
truck, pull on her clothes and run off. Most said it 
wasn't any of their business so they didn't ask any 
questions.

And so it was that Goldie Lox escaped from the Big Bad 
Wolf and ran into the woods where she almost 
immediately became hopelessly lost, she being a city 
girl and all. 

She wandered around in the forest until suddenly it 
began to rain. Very soon she was soaked to the skin, 
which meant her shirt was soaked and her pants were 
soaked, because other than that she didn't have 
anything on.

It was a thoroughly miserable girl who stumbled into 
the clearing where the Behrs lived. Of course, Goldie 
Lox didn't know the Behrs lived there. All she saw was 
their house.

Who are the Behrs you ask?

Well, the Behr family (pronounced like the big hairy 
animal) consisted of Marvin P. Behr, who was a big 
gruff man over six feet tall with a big wooly beard. 
People who looked at him were scared instantly because 
he looked so mean. 

In fact, he was a sensitive guy for the most part. In 
particular he was sensitive to being called "Marvin". 
He felt like it sounded gay and he was NOT gay. 

His wife, being an intelligent woman simply called him 
'Pappa Behr' and to make that seem normal referred to 
herself as 'Mamma Behr' instead of Alice, which she 
didn't care for much either. 

They had one son who was born in a hard labor during 
which Pappa Behr was present, but was drunk as a skunk. 
They had agreed upon a manly name for their son: 
"Jack". Mamma Behr turned to the nurse and said "Jack" 
and the nurse, a foreign exchange student from Paris, 
promptly wrote down "Jaques" on the form that ended up 
being the birth certificate.

Naturally, Americans, who cannot speak any language 
well, including their own, called him "jock". 

Imagine for a moment, being in Junior High School, in 
gym class, with a name like "Jock". 

Of course, he got so much shit in school that he went 
by "Bug" a nickname no one understood. But it was 
better than "Jock". 

He wouldn't let his mother call him "Jock" either, and 
she refused to call him "Bug". So he got called "Baby 
Behr" when he was at home. 

Baby Behr was a strapping young lad, broad of shoulder 
and muscled from all the woodcutting he had to do as 
part of his chores.
 
Theirs was a happy, but poor family though, and while 
he had all the urges of teenaged boys, he didn't have 
the outlets. He couldn't take the girls out on dates in 
the manner to which most of them had become accustomed, 
and none ever visited his house twice because they 
thought it was "creepy" out in the woods like that. 

There being no Wal-Mart just around the next tree, they 
had to go shopping every once in a while, a somewhat 
time consuming activity, as they lived way the hell out 
in the woods. 

And shopping is in fact where they were when Goldie 
found their house. Goldie approached the house with 
care. She was wet, cold, shivering and her stomach had 
just started growling. She was in no shape to fight off 
another amorous attacker and she wanted to scope things 
out before announcing herself.
 
Besides the house looked kind of creepy.

She stuck her head in the door and immediately smelled 
food smells. She stepped inside and listened intently. 
All she heard was her own stomach growling.

Very quickly she looked around. There were only two 
rooms. One had three beds in it, and the other was a 
sort of combination living room and kitchen. There were 
three bowls on the table in the kitchen and that was 
where the smells were coming from. 

She investigated and found that the bowls were made of 
wood, hand carved, and each had a name on it. There was 
some kind of stew or something in them and it smelled 
delicious. She tried some from the largest bowl, marked 
"Pappa Behr". It was so spicy hot that her eyes 
watered. She dropped the spoon in it and pushed it 
away. Then she tried the smallest, which said "Baby 
Behr" on the side and found it was stone cold. The 
spoon she used ended up with a big sticky glob of stuff 
stuck to it. She dropped that on the table and pushed 
it back too. But when she tried the middle sized one, 
marked "Momma Behr", it was perfect and she ate it all 
up. 

Little did she know that Pappa Behr, having been horny 
for about a month, put something in Mamma Behr's stew 
to make HER horny too!

Goldie explored now, trying to find a towel, or some 
clothes to change into that weren't wet. But she 
couldn't find anything that came anywhere near to 
fitting her sexy girlish body. 

She eyed the beds. 

She was getting tired, and all those covers would keep 
her nice and warm, surely. 

She went to the biggest bed, the one that said "Pappa 
Behr" on it. The covers were all rumpled and smelled 
funny. She moved on to Mamma Behr's bed, which had been 
stripped clean for washing and had nothing on it. But 
Baby Behr's bed was the right size, and it had covers 
on it and everything. 

She quickly stripped off her wet clothes, climbed up in 
it and went to sleep right away.

About half an hour later the furnace kicked on, and 
Pappa Behr's aphrodisiac powder kicked in. 

Goldie Lox started having the most erotic dreams of her 
whole life. It got hot and she kicked off the covers. 
Now she was lying on Baby Behr's bed, stark naked, her 
wet little pussy glistening in the dim light as she 
dreamed of a big knobby cock getting ready to slide in 
and out of that pussy.

"Jock" hopped out of the family SUV and ran for the 
house. He'd saved up all his money for over a year and 
had finally gotten him an X-Box. Actually he'd been 
short, but his mother had, for some unknown reason, 
slipped him what he needed. Now he couldn't wait to 
plug it in and start playing. He saw the back door had 
been left open and skidded to a stop. 

They'd had trouble with squatters in the past, who 
always thought the place was abandoned, rather than 
just messy. He went back the way he'd come to tell his 
parents.
 
What Baby Behr didn't know was that his mother was a 
whole lot hornier than Pappa Behr thought she was. She 
just didn't like the idea of having Pappa Behr's king 
sized dork buried in her with little "Jock" lying in 
his own bed only a couple of feet away. 

She liked messy noisy sex. 

She'd had a flash of inspiration at the store when she 
saw how disappointed her son was that he didn't have 
enough to buy that horrible game system. She read and 
knew that kids spent WAY too much time glued to the TV 
when they were playing those games. 

WAY too much time. Hmmmmmm. 

If he was glued to the TV, then she could get Pappa's 
pants off and scratch that itch that had been bothering 
her lately.

So, when Baby Behr rounded a tree he was presented with 
the somewhat amazing sight of his bare naked mother 
Behr, bent over like she was trying to touch her toes, 
while his also bare naked father Behr shoved his king 
sized dork right up her pussy. 

She was yelling and cussing and telling her husband to 
shove it in harder, and further and 'don't you dare 
stop' kinds of stuff. 

And, as the adolescent Behr watched his mother's 
hanging mams sway back and forth, he suddenly found 
that he had a pretty king sized prick of his own! 

He promptly forgot about the open door. 

He even forgot about the X-Box. 

He decided he needed to go find his own privacy to work 
on his cock. It stood to reason that if they were using 
the forest, he could use the bedroom. He took off 
running.

Baby Behr didn't notice that somebody had messed with 
the food. He went straight to the bedroom. It was dark, 
and while his eyes adjusted, he striped off his 
clothes. He planned to whack off and put on his PJs so 
he could spend the rest of the night glued to the TV, 
where every good young American should be. 

It wasn't until he had his fist wrapped firmly around 
his love pole that he saw Goldie.

"There's a girl in my bed!" he said to himself. 

"There's a naked girl in my bed!" he corrected himself. 

She was moving, but she wasn't awake. She was sort of 
rolling around a little, like she was uncomfortable... 
writhing, kind of. 

Then her hand went between her legs and she started 
rubbing her pussy! 

"This is the coolest thing I have ever seen in my whole 
life" thought "Jock". 

He eyed the girl closer. She was a BABE!! 

And she was dreaming or something. Her delightful 
breasts were heaving, and her pussy was squelching 
wetly as her fingers frigged it. Her legs were 
spreading wider now. 

She moaned!!! 

"She must be having one of THOSE dreams" Baby said to 
himself. "Those are my favorite kind." He'd had several 
of those, and had waked up in a pool of viscous white 
slippery spooge. 

He'd learned his lesson. Now he managed to whack off 
before going to bed. Things weren't nearly so messy 
that way.

Now "Jock"'s reasoning in this situation was pretty 
simple. He assumed, as most teenage boys would, that if 
there's a naked girl in your bed, she obviously wants 
to have sex with you. 

AND, since she obviously WANTS to have sex with you, 
you are not required, in this situation, to actually 
ASK first before you stick your peter in her. 

So Baby Behr did what any adolescent boy would do in 
that situation. He climbed up on that bed, kneeled 
between those pearly white thighs, moved her hand out 
of the way, and became a man.

Goldie's dream was getting stranger and stranger. She 
knew she was dreaming, because the man who was about to 
ravish her poor defenseless body was a movie star.

Her favorite sexy movie star. 

She'd heard he was gay, but that couldn't be true, 
because he'd shown her his manhood and he wanted to use 
it on her. 

She'd dreamed of doing "things" with him in the past. 
But she'd never dreamed of him actually fucking her 
socks off. Usually it was some deep kissing, and breast 
fondling, and maybe the guy got bare-chested with her. 

And it seemed so REAL! That she was horny was a given. 
She'd never been this horny in a dream. She'd never 
been this horny in her life! Her hand was covering her 
sex, protecting her from her dream lover's clear intent 
to take her virginity. She felt the bed move as her 
dream lover paused over her, to savor her beauty. Then 
she felt her dream lover's hand, taking hers away, 
removing the last barrier to her maidenhood. Then he 
jammed his big hard cock right up in her pussy!

Baby Behr went "Ohhhhhh yeah!" as his cock slid into 
his very first warm wet pussy. 

Goldie's eyes snapped open as her dream became too real 
to ignore. Those lust glazed eyes beheld her dream 
lover, ACTUALLY THERE! 

And he was ACTUALLY FUCKING HER!!!!

Wait a minute!
 
He didn't look like Orlando Gravas, her dream lover.
 
He looked like a BOY! 

True, he was a fairly handsome boy. But he was in no 
way her dream lover. And he wasn't supposed to have his 
cock buried to the root in her poor stretched pussy! 

But... it did feel good. 

No, 'good' wasn't the word. Fabulous was better, but 
even that didn't do what was happening to her pussy 
justice. He was pounding away at her like an 
inexperienced boy would, gasping and groaning and... 
well POUNDING. And as he did that, his wonderful hard 
prick made her pussy feel things she hadn't even 
dreamed of. She knew what an orgasm was. She'd had 
plenty thanks to her own fingers, but she could tell 
that the orgasm that was about to crash down all around 
her was going to be one to tell the grandkids about.

And so, poor Goldie was of two minds. 

One part wanted to yell at this impertinent boy and 
tell him to get that nasty old peter out of her this 
very instant. 

The other part of her mind, urged on by every nerve in 
her pussy and both nipples, wanted to scream "HARDER!!! 
DEEPER!!! FUCK ME MORE!!!"

So she compromised. 

The boy's eyes were open, and looking right into hers. 
His eyes were yelling "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU" 
as he speared her again and again with his love lance. 

Goldie said to him "Do you suppose you could maybe suck 
on my nipples while you fuck my socks off?"

"Jock", being a basically nice guy, was more than happy 
to oblige and began noisily slurping at BOTH of 
Goldie's turgid milk knobs. 

And when he did that, Goldie did indeed begin an orgasm 
that she would, in fact, one day tell the grandkids 
about... right after she discovered her grandson 
fucking the daylights out of her granddaughter. 

But that's another story.

As I was saying, Goldie felt the stars burst and saw 
the sun dim. Bells rang and volcanoes exploded and her 
pussy began to do what pussies all over the world 
automatically know how to do. It began to ripple, 
squeezing and then relaxing, milking Jock's rampant boy 
boner.
 
And Baby Behr's boy boner also knew what to do when a 
nice warm pussy milked it. It coughed and hiccupped and 
spat glob after glob of Behr juice into Goldie's no-
longer-virgin pussy. 

His streams of teenage spooge were as potent as they 
get, and Goldie's nubile womb was as fertile as they 
get, which is why within the space of about sixty 
seconds in the great stream of universal time, Goldie 
got with child.
 
Of course she didn't know that then. Nor, of course did 
Baby Behr. 

Mamma Behr thought about it though. She had finished 
getting her own ashes hauled and then gone into the 
house, only to find her only son getting his bare baby 
Behr boner all wet in some blond hussy's pussy. 

She thought of the possibility as soon as she realized 
her son's grunts and groans were intimately associated 
with the shooting off of his cute little prick in the 
hussy. 

Well, maybe not "little", she decided as he withdrew it 
enough to slam it back in while it erupted some more.

Things got a little crazy after that, or perhaps I 
should say crazy-ER. Mamma started wailing about her 
son's lost innocence, which attracted Pappa Behr's 
attention. 

His attention was soon riveted on an exceedingly good 
looking and naked girl, who had a big glob of thick 
white stuff oozing our of her exceedingly pretty pussy. 
Even though he had just dumped his own offering in his 
wife's also pretty pussy, his nasty old Pappa prick was 
more than willing to rise to the occasion and help 
service the girl. 

He was good at hiding it, though, so instead of jumping 
her bones, he wrapped a sheet around her and they began 
bombarding her and each other with questions.

When things got sorted out, and it was determined that 
the fucking Mamma had seen was actually sort of 
"accidental", and not premeditated, she relaxed a 
little. 

Goldie told her story and apologized for trespassing.

 She also suggested to Baby Behr that if he didn't have 
a girlfriend, she was free at the moment. 

Mamma said that Goldie was welcome to come and visit, 
though she should be a good girl and start carrying 
around a condom or two. 

Then Mamma instructed her husband to take the girl 
home, as it was getting dark.

They almost made it to her house without incident.

Goldie, however, having now been exposed to the joys of 
sex involving another person, managed to trip and fall 
down, where upon she landed on her back with her legs 
spread. 

Pappa Behr, being clumsy himself, also fell down and 
just happened to land right between her legs.
 
That his big Behr boner was sticking out of his pants 
at the time is sad testament to the poor workmanship of 
clothes made overseas. It seems his zipper was broken.
 
And both he and Goldie thought it was pretty convenient 
that, instead of his erection hitting a rock, or a 
branch or something else terribly uncomfortable, it 
landed, instead, in her nice, soft pussy. 

And, since she had been so kind as to cushion his fall, 
Pappa only thought it polite to make her feel good. 

Since her socks had already been fucked off, he decided 
to fuck her brains out.

And so, for the second time in 24 hours, Goldie Lox 
encountered a Behr in the woods, and was mauled as a 
result.

As her orgasm washed over her and Pappa Behr 
contributed his thick manly semen to the cause, she 
just smiled.

She decided to just grin and BEAR it!

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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