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Princess Lilly
by Phil Phantom (pp@philphantom.com)

***

Lilly is a user, she will even use her own mother to get 
what she wants, even if she has to whore her out. (MF, 
prost, toys)

***

Alice, Frank, and Lilly Smith felt terribly out of place 
at the Clayton Edwards' party, but CE was da CEO and 
when da CEO says go, ya go. The Smith's were clearly out 
of their element, and sixteen-year-old, Lilly, did not 
belong there at all. No minor did, and married couples 
that were not into swinging had no business being there. 
Twenty swinging couples had business and liked seeing 
the Smiths present and accounted for. They all had eyes 
for the fair Lilly.

Lilly Smith, sweet sixteen, but she did look like she 
had been kissed a few times in all the right places, 
loved skinny dipping with a bunch of jocks, and would 
dance nude on a table and masturbate in public, let 
pictures be taken and fuck everybody if her up-tight 
parents weren't there and so square. At least, that was 
what the business report said, and those reports were 
never wrong.

Unfortunately, her parents were very uptight and square. 
They did not appreciate this setup one damn bit and 
would not leave the safe area, all taking seats on the 
settee in the area reserved for no hanky-panky, a 
special place on the sprawling estate where regular 
people could just be regular and not be offended by 
people being queer, vulgar, or downright fucking nasty. 
Their Lilly did not need to be exposed to this sort of 
adult irresponsibility and nonsense.

So they as a family of three sat facing east, to the 
huge fireplace ringed by settees that ringed in a 
dancing area. They sat there being excessively waited on 
by waitresses from Tahiti who only wore flowers and 
waiters from Africa who came native, looked native, but 
were very friendly, and Lilly wanted a donut every time 
the donut guy came around. 

Those servants very much needed something decent to wear 
more than any servants the Smiths ever saw and regular 
people dare not look west, for west was the best for a 
nasty sex show or to see an all girl band play all naked 
wearing strap-on masculinity. Even the Smiths had to 
agree, The Fucking Bitches were damn good.

CEO or no, after seeing what they were on the safe 
fringe of, Frank decided to take his wife and daughter 
and back out graciously if not simply disappear like 
cowardly Christians. He would have, but his wife 
disappeared. All he did was turn around for a few 
moments to watch the Fucking Bitches do his favorite 
song, which was any song done by naked Fucking Bitches 
wearing big fuckin' dildos. When he found that he had 
Lilly watching with him, he knew the wife was gone. Her 
job was to keep Lilly donut-free and looking at fire and 
there she was turned around on the settee on her knees 
eating a donut, watching people fuck to the beat of 
country swing.

"Where is your mother?"

"The boss man wanted to show her something. My guess is, 
she's in a bedroom. He brought a donut. She gave it to 
me and said, 'Enjoy the show.' I am sure she's in a 
bedroom. Is this a great party or what!"

Turns out Clayton Edwards took her on a guided tour of 
the estate until the tour came to a vacant bedroom and 
he gave her a tour of the bed. She did not want that 
tour, but after barging in on several other wives 
getting tours in other rooms, she needed something. He 
was the boss. They were at a swinger's party, in a 
bedroom, with a locked door, and their clothing was 
coming off. After that, lying down on the bed was fairly 
easy. She actually collapsed and had to be laid on the 
bed. She was, in fact, laid, her first cheating act in a 
twenty-year marriage, and that was a tough act to 
follow, but don't you know it was followed according to 
the swing party business plan.

Seemed every time Frank turned around, some great 
looking guy wanted to give his sexy wife a tour. After 
she returned from fucking the host, Alice knew Frank 
wanted to go - real bad - and they needed to for Lilly's 
sake, but a tour, just one little tour - one last 
friendly drink, one quick tour, then we'll go - won't be 
a minute.

Alice toured her ass off and got quite tipsy on one last 
drinks, since she was not a drinker, not even a social 
drinker. She soon looked like one of those white-trash, 
swinger, party bimbos that was out to fuck every guy, 
only this group of high-class swingers had no bimbos, 
just ladies having discrete affairs with gentlemen in 
bedrooms. Alice looked like the only slut, not that 
anyone minded.

Hell, every party needs one - what would a swinging hoot 
be without a party girl - so glad you could come - my 
but she looks just like her mother - are you a party 
girl too, sweetheart - NO, SHE AIN'T, SHE'S SIXTEEN and 
sweet - Yo, bitch.  Wanna donut? - I think she's had 
enough, thank you, but if you see the breadstick girl, I 
wouldn't mind another one of those - Daddy! Remember 
your blood pressure diet - We are at a party. You 
remember to look east and young, young lady.

Alice, tour by tour, drink by drink, began looking and 
acting like the party girl. She lost her bra, panties, 
panty hose, one high heel, and three buttons on her 
blouse, so she went barefoot and wore the blouse tied. 
That was how she returned from the first tour. She 
didn't look like a slut bimbo, just a cheating wife, but 
she looked like a near-naked slut bimbo after two hours, 
eight tours, and ten half-finished drinks.

After a few tours, Alice began liking those people and 
those kinds of parties. Though she knew that her fucking 
misdeeds were by now fairly obvious, she began to see no 
real harm in harmless adult fun. She would have 
preferred that Lilly not be present to see how harmless 
it was, but it was time she grew up and learned the 
truth that her mother was, in fact, a cheating slut, 
white-trash whore, whatever. A few tours wouldn't hurt 
that girl, but fat chance of that with a party pooper 
fuddy-duddy Daddy sitting guard, sucking on pussy-
saturated, Polynesian, bread sticks like a kid in a 
candy store.

Then again, with the cat guarding the sexy little mouse, 
the sexy big mouse was free to play with all the fat 
cats with fat cocks. Alice found that there was nothing 
quite like a nice fat cock. All she had ever had were 
rather skinny. Length was no big deal, but fat with 
length such as Claton had will make a faithful wife 
swoon, feel faint, need a bed, and then a fuck rag. 
Alice had been a faithful wife because no man ever 
offered her a donut like that, nor had she ever seen 
donuts with such big holes. These were special donuts, 
and so were their damn bread sticks. The service was 
excellent and The Fucking Bitches were outstanding.

Alice got fucked like she never got fucked in her life. 
That fuck changed her life. After that earth-shaking 
fuck, she knew she was missing something in life, and if 
Jesus didn't have a hard, fat cock to offer, he didn't 
have it. The hereafter was for dead people, and she was 
very much alive, especially in that former dead zone 
between her sexy legs. That crotch area was now very 
much alive and was the life of a swinging party.

After cheating once, cheating twice was twice as easy. 
If you are going to cheat twice, what's thrice? Thrice 
was very nice, almost as good as number once, but Mr. 
Four was a back door man with a long skinny dick. That 
was an eye-opener that opened up new doors in a two-door 
wife. Skinny dicks were good for something, and long 
skinny dicks do scratch an itch she never knew she had. 
She had a bad one right below the pancreas. Mr. Four 
scratched that back door itch real good.

Four was also number nine after much dancing viewed by a 
scowling husband and an amused daughter. Four not only 
fucked a wife's ass, he acted like he owned her ass 
after fucking her ass, and he liked showing her ass 
while dancing with her ass where her husband and child 
could see what he wrote on her ass: GREAT FIVE-STAR ASS 
on the left butt cheek, and on the right BEST ASS FUCK.

This was news to Frank who couldn't touch that hole, not 
even by accident. Lilly knew where she got her fine ass, 
and knew what her fine ass would look like at age 
thirty-eight - still fine - five-fucking-star ass. Yeah 
Mom.

After getting a good look at his wife's entire ass, 
which also revealed thoroughly fucked pussy, Frank 
leaned over to say to Lilly, "Look at your feet, Lilly. 
I'll get us out of here as soon as I can, but I think 
they slipped your mother something. I know how 
embarrassing this must be for you, but I can't leave her 
like this."

Lilly said, as he drew yet another bread stick out of Lu 
Lu, "I can see he slipped her something, and if you 
think I am going to sit here in Swingerville and look at 
my feet, think again. You need to lighten-up on the 
breadsticks or you are going to have a coronary. Mom is 
making me proud, but you are embarrassing me."

That was all she said, but she thought, "You are telling 
a slut to look at her feet. When this slut is at a 
party, she can never see both feet at the same time. 
Somebody had better slip me something, because if I have 
to sit here with my bread-stick freak Daddy much longer, 
I am going to embarrass hell out of him by showing him 
how far apart I can get these fucking feet. DAMN!"

Alice wasn't proud. She was and wasn't. She wanted 
everybody to know, all except Frank and Lilly. After 
being put on display through several dances between 
tours, Four, now as number nine, took her out west and 
finished fucking her ass in the show area before The 
Fucking Bitches, just west of the safe area if those in 
the safe area faced east. A whole bunch of safe area 
swingers went out west to watch that. Frank and Lilly 
declined.

Actually, Lilly said, "SURE!" Her father declined on her 
behalf. He declined everything for her. He kept her sexy 
butt on the sofa, and they waited for his wife and her 
mother to stop making a total fool of herself like she 
had never been fucked before, or fucked properly, or 
been praised for her fucking, or had her sexy body 
worshipped by male and female admirers, and number ten 
was a first in that ten was a female wearing strap-on 
masculinity - long and thick - a rubber Clayton Edwards 
worn by Cynthia Edwards, the infamous Mizz CE, Da co-
CEO, who was some sort of lesbian sex show performing 
artist, a great pussy kisser and not a bad looking babe 
for a Fucking Bitch in her fifties.

Needless to say, Alice was in tight with the host and 
hostess, especially when the finale of the act featured 
the infamous Edwards sandwich - Cynthia in the pussy 
with Clayton up the ass, with the filling totally nude, 
not twelve feet behind the sofa her husband and daughter 
sat upon and could not stop turning around on.

Frank tried to stop Lilly from seeing her mother sucking 
on the bald cunt of another woman, but got a nasty bite. 
They ended up with great seats. They just had to face 
about in them. The swingers were great about not 
blocking any Smith view. In fact, when they could see 
that the settee Smiths wanted to look west, four strong 
warriors picked up the settee and set it down facing 
west. Now, Lilly could sit like a young lady to watch 
her slut mother suck a lady while the boss guy fucked 
her in the ass. What a hoot!

"Lilly, young lady, I forbid you to look at this."

Lilly looked to her bread-stick sucking daddy. She took 
the bread stick out of his mouth, tossed it over her 
shoulder and into the fire, then said, "You need a fresh 
bread stick. Every time you say young-lady shit to me, 
you will need another one. If you think we are going 
anywhere, that stiff thing in your pants better be a 
gun, because I think these warriors worship me, don't 
you? Daddy!"

It did seem that way all along, but when they picked up 
the fucking couch when it was obvious that the princess 
wanted to face west, it became real fucking obvious that 
they weren't doin that to face his fat, breadstick-
suckin ass east. No, his fat ass was on a couch with the 
princess, and if she told them to toss the bread stick 
sucker where she tosses bread sticks, Frank was sure 
they'd do it.

It soon became clear who the slut was and who the 
princess was. That became crystal clear after the settee 
was faced west. After setting the fat fucker straight, 
the princess settled back for a breast and leg massage 
with one warrior on each after they used very sharp 
objects to reverently remove all unnatural obstructions, 
rendering the princess as naked as her slut mother, 
actually more naked because Lilly had no pubic hair. 
Frank found that very odd. Seemed like, by age sixteen, 
she should have a fair beard twixt her lags. Nope, narry 
one hairy, clear down to asshole as though she had been 
shaved by a maternity nurse.

Frank could not recall Lilly giving birth to any babies, 
nor recall ever seeing a finer example of the vagina on 
any babe. Those lag warriors sure knew how to lay out a 
pussy and additional warrior help arrived to massage a 
white princess pussy with stiff, black cocks, inside and 
out, applying a special massage cream to her womb as 
others stood at her shoulders offering her cream to make 
her teeth even whiter and brighter.

He would have said something about that but Lu Lu had a 
bread stick for him and gave it to him in most dramatic 
fashion, by getting onto his lap, turning her naked self 
around, wrapping her gorgeous legs around his neck, and 
shutting him the fuck up. There he sat like a big baby 
with a pacifier in his mouth and little brown Lu Lu 
titties in his hands, watching his princess being well 
served while his wife was circle jerked upon by what 
swingers could and all the staff that could, even the 
Chef, busboys, and grounds-keepers.

All of the swingers got naked. All the help got naked. 
Alice got creamed and strung up by her wrists to a 
contraption made by three logs tied together at the top 
where the wrists were also tied. At the base where slimy 
ankles were tied, the logs formed a triangle with three 
equal sides, each six feet apart, so her feet were about 
that far apart. She and the logs were all on a wheeled 
platform that was wheeled up to the splayed princess for 
her viewing pleasure. Her naked mommy did look 
blissfully creamed.

As the Fucking Bitches played a worship dirge of jungle 
noise, all gathered around the princess and went on 
knees and prone, like Muslims in prayer. All except one, 
Master Edwards, the prince, a strapping lad just like 
his dad, a jock and not a bad quarterback, a young man 
well-known to Lilly the head cheerleader. He came up 
naked, erect, and smiling, went to one knee, took her 
lovely princess hand, gave a princely kiss, then said, 
"We have prepared the slut and silenced the father. Tell 
us what would please you, fair Princess Lilly, for our 
purpose here is to please and serve you so that you 
would look favorably upon me, your unworthy squire and 
biggest admirer as I beg you to be my steady, wear my 
ring, and wear my letterman jacket. Ask, and it shall be 
done. Anything, Lil."

Lilly liked this a lot. This was a really neat way to 
ask a girl to go steady when he could have had the water 
boy bring her a note that simply told her she was going 
steady, handing her the note, the ring, and the jacket. 
He was that rich, and not a bad quarterback with a well-
known manly-size cock. He certainly didn't need to go to 
all this trouble to impress her white-trash ass, but it 
showed a lot of class that he did. Not really, but he 
showed that he knew how to handle parents. Her mom loved 
that nice young man. Her father... Daddy loved 
Polynesian food.

Lilly could see that her mom absolutely loved all of 
this. Strung up, well fucked, and smothered in cum, 
party slut did suit her. All she needed was a shaved 
pussy, so Lilly looked to Bucky, and said, "Shave the 
slut's pussy and breed her to a mutt. If you can get my 
father to hold the mutt's leash, I will consider your 
request in a more favorable light. 

"However, should you fail, you must kneel and kiss my 
ass at the Senior Prom where I will be the date of the 
guy you most hate. After you kiss my white ass, not 
left, not right, but deep in the center, you must suck 
Tyrone's black cock off - suck and swallow his load - 
then admit before all that he is the better quarterback, 
and that The Lilly is his steady and that you are his 
punk."

"As you wish, my Princess. I shall breed your slut 
mother like a bitch, and your father will hold the 
mutt's leash, or he will refuse to do so without balls. 
He will need those balls with Lu Lu. She will not feed a 
man with no balls. But a man who will do anything I 
want, can get anything he wants off of Lu Lu. Ain't that 
right, Sis?"

"Sure, if you'll share your princess with me and Mom. 
I'll be his fucking whore. I think he's kinda cute. He's 
just like a great big hungry teddy bear."

The Princess awoke with a start, her Mom shaking her, 
saying, "Good Lord, Lillian, what on Earth were you 
dreaming? We are going to be late for church. You are 
lucky your father didn't come in here to see why you 
didn't come down for breakfast. My God, girl, what were 
you thinking, and where is your pubic hair? Young lady, 
we are going to have a long and serious talk. If this is 
what cheerleading does to a girl, we will talk about 
that. 

"Now you get dressed, and you get that disgusting crotch 
covered in two pairs of panties. You will sit your butt 
in a pew between me and your father, and you had best 
pray for pubic hair, because if that man ever finds out 
that he sat in church next to a whore, he will have a 
coronary, and you will have to live out your life 
knowing that you killed your father with a razor. Now, 
move your ass, you nasty little whore."

A girl can dream.

The End

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Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, 
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