Conner walked behind his mother as she pushed her cart half filled with food down the fruit and vegetable aisle. He brushed the blond hair out of his eyes as he tiled his head slightly listening to something. “I dunno Mr. Barks...it's a school night.” He looked over at a mother chatting with her daughter by the apples. “I don't even know her...” Turning to regard the air over his shoulder he paused for a long moment as his face went slack and his voice monotone, “yes... it will be kinky fun... I like kinky fun... Mr. Barks knows what's best for me...”
Sandra noticed that her son had fallen behind her and turned to call for him, her tone light and jokey, “Come on Conner, keep up!” Conner, snapping back into focus, ran up to his mother and smiled at her, “Mom, Mr. Barks says I'm going to have a sleep over tonight.” Sandra smiled down at her son, “Did he now, that little scamp... you tell Mr. Barks it's a school night.”
Conner looked over his shoulder, “Told you so... I know that... you're going to have to tell her... OK!” turning back to his mom he smiled Sandra smiled back when a dark gray stuffed dog toy with a top hat, monocle, and cane appeared in the air in front of her face. Sandra started back in opened mouthed shock when Mr. Barks began to talk to her in an over educated British accent, like Mr. Peabody. “Oh Sandra don't act so shocked...”
Sandra started to open and close her mouth but no words were coming out. The stuffed animal gave a wry smile, and tapped the brim of his hat with his cane, “I can be such a fluffhead. I apologize my dear... I'd lose my monocle if it wasn't sewed on, you've forgotten all about me. Not your fault dear, not your fault at all. Conner and I decided to put you back in the toy chest, so to speak, and I swept all those inconvenient memories away. Still much easier to bring them back rather then explain it all again.” His black stuffed animal eyes flashed with red and gold flame as Sandra's expression went blank for a long moment before twisting into a rictus of disgust and horror, “No.... you're a monster... get away from my son!”
Sandra's arm shot out and grabbed Conner around his skinny wrist hard enough to hurt and she tried to pull him away from the floating flamed-eyed plush. “Ow... Mom stop!” Mr. Barks floated lazily through the air putting himself back in front of her gaze, “Ah ah ah... none of that... nice and quiet....it's so good to see me again.”
Sandra's face fell flat as emotion drained from her expression. “Nice and quiet... good to see you...”
“Mom, mom you're hurting me!” Conner squirmed out of his mother's grip. “What's happening Mr. Barks?”
Mr. Barks turned his now happy stuffed animal gaze down at the boy “Everything's fine m'boy... Your mom was just confused for a second. I'm going to give your mom something kinky and fun to do while we have our sleepover.”
Conner smiled at that, “Oh, why didn't you say so, I like kinky fun. What's she going to do?”
Mr. Barks winked at him before turning back to the blank and open Sandra. “Conner loves having kinky fun Sandra. You do to, right?”
Sandra nodded slowly, “Right... I love having kinky fun...”
Mr. Barks gave a little yip of approval, “Very good... but tonight Conner's going on a sleep over so you're going to have some kinky fun without us. After you finish shopping and put everything away at home, you're going to put on your sluttiest outfit and whore yourself downtown.”
Sandra kept nodding like a bobblehead, ”Conner's going on a sleepover... I'm going to have kink fun, going to whore myself downtown...”
The floppy eared stuffed dog gave a smile as he waved his cane to emphasize his final point, “make sure you buy a box of condoms before you leave because even through you're a cheap whore you're going to make sure the men use protection when they fuck your mouth, cunt, and ass.”
Sandra droned on, “I'm a cheap whore... need condoms when they fuck my mouth... cunt... and ass.”
Mr. Barks gave another approving yip. “Perfect, Don't forget to enjoy every little minute of it you filthy piece of ass!”
Sandra gazed blankly into the middle distance for a long moment before she came back to herself. Her natural smile came back to her face and she seemed to not see Mr. Barks anymore. Kneeling down she gave her son a big hug, “You have kinky fun tonight Conner, OK?”
Conner hugged his mother back tightly “I will! You have kinky fun too!” Sandra smiled at her son as she wheeled the cart away, muttering to herself, “What aisle do they keep the condoms in these days?”
Turning back to Mr. Barks he gave the flying puppy a pat on the head, “I'm sure mom's going to have so much fun tonight, but what's a whore?”
Mr. Barks floated in front of Conner in what he liked to call his 'teacher pose' back legs crossed like he's sitting on an invisible chair with both front paws on his cane, looking Conner right in the eye. “A whore is someone who has sex with strangers for money.”
Conner nodded slowly as if s only partially understanding the idea. “But why would people want to pay money for sex?”
Mr. Barks laughed a big belly laugh at that. “Because Conner, your mother is a hot piece of ass and not everyone has such a great best friend like me.” That seemed to make sense to the eight year old. Mr. Barks again pointed his cane at the ebony skinned woman and girl he had indicated before, “Now onward, we have to introduce ourselves to our new friends.”
Gina was sorting through the stoplight peppers, trying to find ones that didn't have soft spots and was only half listening as Faith began mumbling to herself, “Oooh... pretty eyes... remember... friend from school... happy to see him... excited for anything.”
“What was that sweetie?” There was a long pause without an answer so Gina looked back to see her daughter, who was sitting in their cart, rubbing at her eyes. Before Faith gave her an answer a young blond haired boy she didn't recognize came up to their shopping cart and smiled up at her. “Can I help you?”
Faith didn't give the boy a chance to answer, “Mom, it's Conner. Hey Conner!”
The boy waved back, “Hey!” Gina just gave her daughter a questioning look.
Faith gave her mom an exasperated sigh, sounding twice her age, “You know, from school...” When Gina still looked confused she sounded even more annoyed, “Conner's my friend, come on mom.”
Gina looked at the boy again but no recognition showed on her face, “Sorry sweetie but I don't think we've met, still nice it's to meet you, Conner. I'm Faith's mom, Gina.”
“Nice to meet you, Gina,” Conner replied, resting his hand on her daughter's knee in a very familiar way.
Gina gave the boy a worried look as any kindness disappeared from her voice, “Well yes; but please call me Mrs. McKenzie.”
Conner nodded in response and then smiled back at Faith,“I'm looking forward to tonight.”
The comment seemed to catch both Gina and and her daughter off guard, but Faith was the first to reply, “What do you mean?”
Conner smiled brightly, “I'm going to sleep over tonight,” he said matter-of-factly as he began walking around the cart, looking to see what was inside it.
Faith squealed in delight, “You are? That's amazing!!! I've never had a sleep over before and...”
Gina cut her daughter off as her tone went from unkind to angry, “Oh no you're not, I don't know who you think you are but I don't know you or your family and I'm certainly not going to let a stranger into my house especially on a school night.” She looked around but the aisle was empty save for the three of them mid-afternoon on a Wednesday. “Where is your mother? I think she needs to take you out of my sight.”
Faith let out a plaintive, almost despondent, “But Moooom!”
Conner just looked back at her with a half smile and answered plainly, “Mom's finishing the shopping so she can be a whore.”
Gina eyes looked like they were about to bug out of her head and she pointed her finger aggressively at the boy taking in a breath and opening her moth when a cultured male voice with a British accent spoke from behind her, “Conner my boy I think you should let me handle it from here.” Gina spun around ready to turn her growing fury on the man but was met by a pair of flaming eyes framed in the face of a stuffed dog.
Conner and Faith both watched as Gina's face went flat and empty. Faith leaned down to Conner, “How'd you do that to my mom? I've never seen her calm down like that when she gets angry.”
Conner gave a little laugh, “It's not me, it's my best friend, Mr. Barks. He's going to make sure we have our sleepover, it was his idea. He knows what's best.”
Faith's eyes went wide, “That's so cool.”
Gina was slack jawed as a line of drool slid down her face and began dripping into her ample cleavage. “Gina listen very closely, Conner is sleeping over tonight, you think it's a wonderful idea.”
“It's a wonderful idea for Conner to sleep over,” the young mother repeated, her voice sounding as if she had half forgotten how to sound happy so she was trying to fake it.
“It's such a great idea, and you're so thrilled that he thought it up that you're going to add whatever supplies he asks for to your shopping list. Don't even think about about why he's asking, just be very grateful you have the privilege of getting it for him.” Mr. Barks continued.
“He can add whatever he likes, won't even think about it, just so grateful for the privilege.” Gina nodded in agreement.
Mr. Barks yipped in approval, “That should do for now and it's not worth remembering me, dear, let's just focus on getting the shopping done.” He broke Gina's gaze and as her conscious mind warmed back up the dog turned to his boy. “ Don't worry about the 'special shopping list' I'll make sure we get everything we need for all sorts of really kinky fun. Before you let your new friend know about your little shopping spree find out who else they have at home.”
Faith tried not to laugh at her mother's weird look and odd tone, “Conner she sounds funny, what's she talking about?”
Conner grinned from ear to ear, “I'll tell you in a second, but I need to who else will be at home with us tonight.”
The little girl rolled her eyes, as if she had told her friend this many times before. “It'll be me, you, mom, daddy, and my little brother Hugh. So what's the big secret?”
Conner's grin looked like it was going to take the top of his head off, “Mr. Barks says that your mom will buy us whatever we want for the sleepover tonight, isn't that right Gina?”
Gina shook her head and smiled down at the boy, “That's right Conner, but I did tell you to call me Mrs. McKenzie.” This time her voice had a playful ring to it.
Conner walked along side the cart as Gina and Faith continued their shopping, the two children pointing out things they wanted along the way.
“That long, thick zucchini.”
“The cake with the pink frosting.”
“Coconut Oil.”
“The double stuffed Oreos.”
“Clothes pins.”
“Root beer, and Coke, and Sprite, and Orange Crush.”
“Unscented Soy Wax Candle.”
“Rocky Road ice cream.”
“That dog collar and leash.”
Conner offered to carry a bag as Gina unpack the groceries from her car. Gina smiled down at the boy, “You don't have to do that Conner, it's an honor to have you here. Go inside with Faith and play.” She turned to her daughter. “Tell Daddy to come out and help me.”
“Okay Mom!” Faith grabbed Conner by the arm and almost pulled the boy through the front door and through the foyer. She yelled out as she pulled her friend upstairs towards her room, “DADDY! MOM NEEDS HELP WITH GROCERIES!”
Conner had to pick up his pace to keep from being dragged along, Faith was taller then him and her gangling legs took the steps two at a time. Conner laughed at her excitement, his face beginning to flush with his own.
Faith burst into her room and let go of his arm turning around and beaming at her friend and gesturing as if to show off the blue walls and purple furniture. The room held shelves filled with a wide variety of toys. She even had a TV. She stood proudly beaming at Conner. “What do you want to do?”
Conner's tone was light, “Suck me off first, then we'll figure out how we want to play with your family.” He unsnapped his jeans and had them half way off before Faith gave out a yelp. She was backing away from him and looked like she was about to scream.
Mr. Barks appeared in front of her, eyes already a blazing golden fire. As Faith's body relaxed, arms falling to her sides, eyes widening and reflecting the flames, the dog spoke too his boy with a scolding tone, “Conner, it's a good thing I wasn't slacking off, what were you thinking?”
Conner let his pants drop to the ground and pulled at his semi-hard penis poking out through the front of his underwear. His voice was whiny as he complained like the child he was, “You said I was going to have kinky fun... you said!!”
Mr. Barks growled with exasperation, “I did Conner, I did and we will, just a tick and she'll be much more amenable.” The flames in the stuffed dogs hard black eyes burned brighter and Faith's pupils dilated. Her mouth dropped open and she wavered on her feet as if it she barely had the energy to stand. “Faith, Conner has the greatest ideas in the world. You know anything he suggests will be more exciting and fun then every vacation, birthday and Christmas put together. Each thing will be better then the last and nothing will stop you from having kinky fun with him.”
Faith seemed barely able to slur a response, “Grratsts idess in...th' wrrld. Mrr citing thn... all da crissmsses...bettr n bettrrr...n'thin stop me frm knnkii funnn...”
Mr. Barks spun in the air and adjusted his monocle. “There, give her a minute... she's very far away.”
Conner nodded sagely as he walked over to the empty headed girl and examined her body curiously. He smiled as he ran the fingers of his lift hand over the milk chocolate skin on the side of her face, sliding them up until they reached her hair. It was in heavy dreadlocks with multicolored beads at the end that clicked together as he moved them. His other hand slid down her long thin arms until it slipped off and landed on slight flair of her just barely rounded hip. He stood back and smiled at Mr. Barks, “I like her... so are you going to make them all super excited for kinky fun?”
Mr. Barks shook his head, ears flopping from side to side, “They could be, but I had some ideas, you do trust me right?”
Conner nodded, “Of course! You know what's best for me.”
“Good then I'll make sure everyone else is ready. Just remember, Conner...” Mr. Barks eyes flared with crimson flame. “Do everything to feed your pleasure, push yourself, be extreme, filthy and disgustingly kinky. Use anything you can find, get creative. You're my deviant boy-slut and you are going fuck this family hard.”
Conner nodded smile turning vague and then nasty, “everything...extreme... filthy disgustingly kinky...I'm your deviant boy-slut... gonna funk'em hard.” Conner came back to himself and nodded with a normal happy smile his tone light and happy. “OK Mr. Barks!”
He watched his imaginary friend float through the bedroom door and then turned back to Faith who had her hand to her forehead as her gaze drifted down to his rock hard 2.5 inches. “Oh my gosh you want me to suck your peepee...? That sounds so awesome!” Her voice was almost giddy.
She fell to her knees before practically diving face first into his crotch. Conner had to grab hold of her dense dreadlocks and pull her away. “Not yet.” With a firm grip in her hair he pulled her towards a painted wooden chair so he could sit down.
He wasn't particularly gentle but Faith seemed ecstatic, giggling she was forced to crawl to keep up as she babbled to herself, “I've never seen one hard before, and it's so much bigger then Hugh's little dingaling. Dad's is probably bigger but I never really saw it before, 'cept for the one time he forgot to lock the bathroom but he was sitting down and I only kinda half saw it before he pushed the door shut. I wonder what it tastes like?”
Conner tried not to laugh, “Mr. Barks is the best imaginary friend ever” he whispered to himself as he finally had himself comfortable, pulling off his underwear and tossing it in the direction of his pants. Never letting go of his firm grip in her hair, he pulled her up to eye level and watched the wince of pain in her hazel eyes, “Now Faith, I'm going fuck your pretty little face until I squirt my boy goo down your throat. Use your lips and tongue and if I feel your teeth I'm going to smack you.”
“Cool!” Faith exclaimed as he let her go. She dropped to the floor and looked up at him before sliding up his pale legs and starting to kiss and lick at his pole. Conner let her get used to the feel of her first penis for a little but but was soon sighed with boredom.
“You need to practice, maybe your mom can show you later but I wanna cum now!” Conner's pushed his hands back in her dreads and got a grip and stared forcing her up and down on his rod. His hips began to buck and soon she began to gag as tears filled her eyes. Still she didn't resist him and tried to go with it. After a minute or two so he pulled back and filled her mouth with a quarter teaspoon of jizz. He let go of his grip and Faith lost her balance, falling back on her bony butt.
“Swirl it around and taste it before you swallow it,” he told her and she nodded, smiling widely despite the tears and snot smeared across her face. Conner pulled off his loud house t-shirt leaving him naked. He knelt down next to her wiped her face off gently with his shirt . “So what do you think of kinky fun?”
Faith beamed up at him, “That was kinda scary, but super fun...like a roller-coaster! What else can we do?”
Hugh was walking from the family room towards the kitchen when he heard muffled steps on the carpet at top of the stairs. He looked up and cried out, voice confused and scared, “Aaah!!! Get away from my sister!!!! Mommy, Daddy HELP!!!”
Gina and Lane came dashing out of the kitchen and into the living room where they saw their six year old son looking towards the top of the second floor landing. There Conner stood, naked, his hairless penis half erect and still shiny with fluid. In his one hand he had the gray power brick to a Nintendo 3DS. The cord stretched taught from his grip and wrapped around the thin wrists of the dark skinned girl he was pulling along. The other had a bag of marbles.
Faith was naked from the waste down, her gangling legs spread awkwardly as she tried to walk with the legs of a naked LOL doll shoved inside her slightly puffy hairless slit. The small plastic figure smiled upside down at her family. She still wore the tatters of her purple Steven Universe T-shirt which had been cut down the middle so her flat chest and hard chocolate nips were on display. Her panties were shoved in her mouth but she seemed to be trying to smile around them. Her hair was a mess and she had laughter in her eyes.
On seeing this display both of her parents' demeanor's changed immediately. Lane looked away as if disinterested and turned to his obviously distressed young son, “What's the matter, Hugh? Are you hurt?”
Hugh's look of shock shifted from his sister and the strange boy to his dad, “DAD!! Help Faith!”
Lane looked back at his daughter and then down at his son, his expression and voice slightly confused. “You don't have to yell. Help Faith with what?”
As Hugh stood stunned by his father's question. Gina's face had twisted into a look of fear, “Conner, why is Faith tied up like that, she hasn't done anything to displease you, has she?” An edge of horror in her tone.
Conner snickered at that and looked around the room until he saw Mr. Barks sitting upside down on the ceiling sipping at a cup of tea. The stuffed dog gave conspiratorial wink at the boy and the gestured at him with his cane back down at the older woman. “No Gina, We're just playing and we needed some of the coconut oil from the store.”
Gina let out a sigh of genuine relief before turning her eyes down and away from him, “I'm so thankful my daughter is able to give you joy, Conner.” Her voice held solemn tone, like a prayer. Conner laughed lightly to at the whole scene and his little penis hardened again. As he lead Faith down the stairs she giggled through her gag.
Hugh's eyes darted from face to face around the room and his expression went from angry and confused to terrified. “DAD! MOM! Faith is tied up and NAKED!” His voice was growing in volume with each word he spoke.
Lane still looked nonplussed, “Yes and?”
Gina spun on her six year old son, the anger in her voice cracking like a whip, “Hugh Anthony McKenzie! You close your mouth this instant!” Hugh's teeth clicked shut hard and he reached up grabbing at his face. His mouth muscles moved but his lips stayed sealed. “Now apologize to...” the anger drained from her tone as she spoke his name reverently, “Conner.”
Hugh's eyes widened as his mouth moved, “I'm sorry, Conner.” His hand went back to his mouth, this time looking like he was trying to hold it shut instead.
Faith was jerked down the last step by her makeshift binding Conner turned back to her, “I know I said we were going to put marbles up your ass but we can do that later,” He rubbed his hands together and surveyed her family. “There is so much more fun we can have here.”
Faith gave a muffled, “aaay”
Conner paused for a long moment looking from father to mother and lastly to Hugh who he shot a nasty grin, pleased at the fear he could see in the boy's eyes. He reached out and handed Lane the handle to his daughter's binding, “Take Faith into the family room. Pull her a little bit she'll enjoy the pain.”
“Sure” Lane pulled at his daughter's arms until he heard her squeak and then kept up that pressure guiding her out of the room.
Hugh looked like he was in a blind panic and bolted towards the front door. “Gina stop him,” Conner's voice was casual.
Gina sprang from her spot and quickly closed the distance before grabbing up her son who squirmed in her arms. She hissed in his ear, “Stop this you little brat, you're humiliating me in front of our guest.” She turned back to Conner, averting her gaze and holding tight to her suddenly still son, “I'm so ashamed, please Conner, I'll do anything to make this up to you.”
“It's fine Gina, it's fine.” Conner's tone was confident and casual. “Tell him he has to help my carry some things quietly and then join the rest of the family.”
“Thank you Conner, thank you, we don't deserve your kindness.” Her voice dripped subservience, “You heard him, Hugh. Follow Conner quietly and carry his things.” She placed her son on the ground and then bowed deeply at the naked blond eight year old before leaving the room. Conner watched her leave and when the door close behind her he looked down at Hugh frozen in place and gave a truly nasty laugh. He began to walk towards the direction Gina and Lane had come from with Hugh following quietly at his heels.
The McKenzie living room was a good size with a flat screen TV on one wall, connected sofas on two others and an overstuffed leather chair, which didn't really match the rest of the room in one corner. Lane sat relaxing in the chair, his hand still holding his daughter's bindings. She stood next to him, shivering ever so slightly in the AC. The little plastic doll had fallen out of her and her mother was on her knees getting ready to push it back inside her when the door opened and Conner entered with Hugh trailing behind him, his small arms almost overflowing with stuff. “Don't worry about that little thing Gina. That was just something that popped into my head, but now it's time to really play.”
Faith muffled voice came through her gag, “Whh a e oon oo ay?” Conner walked over to Faith and pulled the sopping drool-soaked panties out of her mouth. She smiled brightly and with a chipper tone asked, “What are we going to play Conner?” Conner smiled and roughly pushed the panties back into her mouth.
“Lane, Gina get naked.” Conner gave a casual command as he turned away from them and started taking things from Hugh's arms and considering them one at a time.
Lane stood with a shrug, “Sure.” He put the video game cord on the chair as he stood and getting out of his clothing like he was changing before bed. He unbuttoned his tan dress shirt and pulled it off dropping it to the floor revealing a smooth and modestly muscular upper body, his dark skin glistening slightly with his natural oils. His belt and slacks came down next and he stepped out of them before pulled off his underwear to reveal a smooth rounded ass and sizable flaccid cock, maybe five inches long but surprisingly thick.
Gina in a total contrast, moved from her position on her knees into a deep bow, head touching the floor, “It would be a great blessing to display myself for your pleasure.” Moving from her bow to a standing position in one languorous movement she stripped with slow erotic movements only losing her inner tempo when Conner glanced her way, as if self conscious beneath his gaze. She peeled off her top and plain white bra, cursing under her breath she wasn't wearing her best lingerie, revealing the curves of her modest B-cup breasts tipped with rock hard nipples sticking from large dark areola. Her arms slid down her sides and under the waistband of her stretchy pants and panties which she slid down her wide waste and ass while she grated her hips slowly. Her soaking pussy lips were topped with tightly curled and trimmed black pubes. Once she saw that his gaze was on her glistening cunt she pulled the rest of her pants off with a smooth move, stepping out of the pile of cloth.
Conner nodded in approval at both of them which Lane seemed to barely note but caused Gina to gasp in pleasure. As he took the last of the objects, a clear plastic pitcher, from Hugh's arms the boy jerked away from him, back in control of his movements. He tried to bolt from the room but as he got more then a few steps away from Conner his body slowed to a halt. His mouth opened into a silent cry for help.
“Lane do you have any porn?” The naked black man nodded and Gina gave him a quick look of irritated shock.“Do me a favor and grab your favorite and some matches for me.”
“All right.” As Lane left the room Conner took the pitcher and placed it on the ground between Faith and Gina.
“I want you two to squat over this and fill it with piss.” Conner told the two women. Faith was the first to move, excitement filling her features. She spread her spindly legs and tried hold her balance with her arms still bound together. Once she found her place she scrunched her face and let a spray of pale yellow liquid splash into the container, much of it splattering against the side and soaking into the rug until she shifted her body slightly. Conner turned to Gina with a curious look on his face, “Why are you surprised that Lane has porn?”
Gina's rapturous expression and worshipful tone cut off abruptly, “Because I made it very clear I did not want any of that filth in my house...” She caught herself and flushed in embarrassment, “... Conner, but if you are pleased with its presence then I am grateful that he went against my wishes.” Her words tumbling over each other as she changed her tune. The last of Faiths' tinkling stream ended and Gina moved next to her daughter, spreading her damp cunt lips wide with one hand exposing the dark pink skin deep inside before letting go of her bladder and carefully filling the pitcher with darker golden piss. The room filled with the acrid scent of urine and Hugh's face twisted in disgust and fear.
Lane returned with matches in one hand and a DVD case in the other. The graphic on the front showed two pair of white feet rubbing up and down a large black cock below the title, “White Feet, Black Meat #7”. Lane's swaying dick was growing hard as he looked at the cover fondly.
“Faith take that from your dad and put in on the big screen.” She nodded and awkwardly grabbed the jewel case from her father with hands that seemed to be growing paler with the blood half cut off. She struggled with the case but eventually managed to slip the disk into the blue-ray player and push play with her toes. Conner grabbed up the pitcher and poured some of the piss over her head, 'Not fast enough, Slut.” Faith jumped back in surprise and laughed into her gag, spinning on Conner and pushing against him playfully. He gave her a firm slap across the face in return. “Gina, stretch your daughter over you knee and give her a hard spanking for her failure.”
Gina grabbed Faith by her bound wrists and pulled her roughly to the couch. Laying the girl's naked ass across her bear thighs she lifted her hand high. With a hard crack of flesh against flesh Gina brought her hand down firmly on her girl's flat butt. Faith cried out into her gag but was still squirming with excitement as the second slap fell, her coffee colored skin growing darker with each slap. Conner watched excitedly, his half masted preteen dick growing rock hard at the sight.
As the movie started to play, porno groove filled the room and the scene opened with two white teens doing giving each other pedicures on a slumber party set. As they gabbled about each others cute little feet. Conner surveyed the room. “Lane, Hugh is the only one not ready for kinky fun, why don't you strip him?”
Lane nodded, “Of course”, and moved towards his young son who tried to run away from him within the limited room given by his invisible tether to Conner. Lane had no trouble grabbing his silently struggling son up and pulling the t-shirt and pants off the writhing child as tears dripped down the boy's face. Lane placed him on the ground gently but his chubby naked form was shaking hard.
Conner stepped away from watching Faith getting spanked and grabbed the cucumber, slathering it in the coconut oil before handing the unlubed end to Lane. “Good job, as a reward I want you to enjoy your movie while you fuck yourself with this and really enjoy the pleasure you feel, have some nice kinky fun but don't cum yet.”
“Absolutely Conner!” Lane's voice showed its first signs of real excitement and his cock began to grow harder as he turned to watch the porno, just in time to see the well hung black man enter the bed room. One girl looked shocked but mesmerized by his swinging eight inch cock while the other excitedly explained how they had been getting their pretty little feet ready for him. Lane put one leg up on the arm of his lounge chair and began slowly working the inch wide cucumber into his anus while the other hand stroked his cock.
Conner brushed passed the horrified Hugh and grabbed the a few things, the candle, matches and clothespins. He walked over to Gina who was still laying into her daughter's ass and leaned over to whisper in her ear. She looked over at Hugh and gave him a bright smile, “Hugh, don't be sad. Conner said you're not scared anymore so come over and watch me play with your sister.” Hugh's shaking stopped and the tension seemed to melt out of his body. While his expression was still confused and off put it no longer held any visceral distress.
Conner moved to crouch next to Faith and pulled the panties from her mouth before dunking them in piss and wiping her face clean of involuntary tears. “I want to hear you enjoy this part.” Conner rubbed his hand, which was still slick with coconut oil onto Faith's ass a few times. Her ass twitched as he rubbed the oil across its flat surface before sliding it between her thighs and mixing it with her own young juices to lube up her holes.
“Gina show her pleasure to overwhelm her pain.” Gina gave a nod of respect towards Conner and brought her hand down on her daughter darkened and oiled butt cheeks. She stroked them gently with what looked to be either past experience or natural instincts.
“Does that feel better sweetie? Mommy is going to make you feel so good.” As her caress became more insistent Faith sighed and relaxed across her mother's thighs. Gina gently spread her daughter's legs apart and worked her thin dexterous fingers down between her cheeks making small circles around her dark puckered butt hole, massaging her gently before slipping one well lubed middle finger into the tight hole. Faith clenched instinctively but her mother cooed at her filling the air with a gentle and relaxing flow of words, “relax... just let me in... it's not scary, mommy loves the feeling of something long and firm in her ass and I know my baby will too... do it for mommy, do it for Conner... let yourself feel the pleasure...”
As Gina started to lose herself to her task, Conner reached across Faith's back and started to play with her mother's erect nipples, rolling and pinching them inexpertly between his little fingers. She gasped and moaned, pressing her chest forward into his childish manhandling as if it was the greatest thing she had ever felt. Her breath became more ragged and her patter towards Faith began to slow, “Keep going,” Conner told her.
Faith was panting her body squirming with need and pushing back against her mother's hand as the finger slipped into and out of her relaxed anus. Gina pulled her finger out licked it, savoring the flavors of oil and girl ass. “Hugh, mommy needs her hand. I want you to come here and push your thumb into Faith's bum.” Hugh moved forward concern and curiosity playing over his features as he reached out tentatively before pressing his chubby finger into her warm rubbery hole. “Good boy, pump it in out out slowly.”
As Faith began to grind her ass into her baby brother's hand Gina's finger's danced lower, caressing her daughter's smooth cunt lips before dipping her index finger into her cunny which was moist for the first time in her life. With careful but forcefully movements she began to masturbate her daughter, with fingers and thumb, pushing in and out before dancing across her hooded clit before moving back inside her. Faith was moaning louder and louder, “Oh gosh I feel so... don't stop unnnn... mommy what's... something good... aah.. so good.”
Conner smirked and with a quick movement grabbed up a pair of wooden clothespins and in two quick movements clipped them to Gina's hard nipples. Gina jumped in surprise giving out a cry of shock and pain forcing her fingers deeper into Faith's holes which caused the girls whole body to begin to twitch and shake, “AAHH, Mommy AHHH I feel... Something... Goood... God... AH AH AH OOOOOHHHH” as she shuddered and moaned through her first orgasm grinding against her mother and brother's fingers.
Conner lifted and lit the candle in his hand, “Don't stop.” Gina gave her little bow again and pushed her fingers harder and faster in and out of her daughter's cunt. Faith ground back against them like an animal in heat until the first drops of hot white wax splashed against her back.”Aaah!! Hot Hot... ugn what are you... I feel... good...no hot Conner what's... ah ah ah.... AAAAH o ooh” Her voice was mixed with pain, pleasure and confusion as it joined with the vulgar symphony Conner was conducting.
The deep base of the porno groove mixed with the fake sounds of pleasure coming from the actors on the screen as they rubbed their oiled feet over the man's black cock. Lane's real grunts of pleasure and pain joined them as he moaned and groaned, the slapping of flesh as he jacked his rock hard cock while forcing the vegetable deep inside him. Gina moaned and cooed while Faith grunted and yelped as drops of wax dripped in a random pattern across her back and ass. Conner flicked his wrist and sent a spray of hot droplets across Gina's chest and tits earning him another surprised hiss of pain. His cock was harder then ever and he pushed Hugh to the couch and slapped Gina's hand aside passing her the candle.
“Paint your tits in wax for me.” He commanded as he positioned himself between Faith's spread thighs and pushed his inches into Faith's oiled asshole. Faith's body shuddered as he pushed into her. Her body seemed to be oversensitive after two intense orgasms and she cried out trying to scramble away from his rapid eager thrusts. “Just enjoy the ride.”
Faith was gasping and panting, “Yes I but...aaaha...feel... nnnnn in my butt... feels so...hsssss” Conner was focused on his hot, tight hole. Hands on her hips to hold her in place as he pounded her harder and harder. Faith's legs kicked against the ground pushing the boy's dick from her ass in her writhing movements. Conner slapped her ass as hard as he could and reached out grabbing the back of her dreds, pulling her head and arching her back as he thrust harder and harder.
He pounded her relentlessly, his movement growing more rapid and forcefully until he froze, crying out, “Take it you little black cumdump!” With a long moan of release he sprayed what seed he had deep inside her. Panting in satisfaction he slowly pulled out and released her falling back onto the couch next to the stunned and fascinated Hugh.
Conner lay with his eyes closed for a long moment, breathing in and out through his nose as if savoring the smells and sounds permeating the room. When he opened his eyes Faith had slid off her mother's lap and lay curled into a ball, ass high in the air, breaths slowing to a calm before she let out a barking laugh. “Conner... that was... hahaaa... I mean what even... wow...”
Conner gestured to the pitcher of piss by her head, “I'm glad you enjoyed it, but you sound a little parched, why don't you have a drink?” Faith's face twisted between a look of excitement and a look of disgust but she still reached out and awkwardly grabbed the handle of the pitcher. Her angle was bad but she was able to pour some of the golden liquid into her opened mouth, gulping it down, but most splashed across her face and the carpet.
Turning to Gina on the other couch he watched as drips of hot wax just finished coating her left breast. Her face was flushed and she winced with each drop but her eyes held a determination as she met Conner's gaze. “That looks great, you can blow that out and shove the rest of it in your pussy before you crawl over and suck my jizz from daughter's ass.”
“Yes, thank you Conner, thank you for letting me taste your seed.” Gina slid to her knees and reached between her legs shoving the wide base of the candle inside her sopping gash. As she crawled across the carpet her breasts swayed back and forth, the clothespins on her hard nipples scrapping the carpet. The wax cracked and began to fall off, showing raw but unburnt skin beneath. As Gina shoved her face into her daughter's damp crotch Faith gave a sharp gasp and then a moan and her mother's determined tongue pressed deep into her clenched anus.
Conner stood and grabbed up a sharp kitchen knife from the pile and walked around the show of wanton incest nodding in approval. He glanced over at Lane, who was flushed and seemed to be struggling to hold back his orgasm before turning back to the girls. Conner crouched in front of Faith and turned her exhausted, pleasure twisted visage towards him making eye contact. “I want you to focus on what your mommy's doing to your ass, 'cause when she's done it'll be your turn to toss your dad's salad.” Faith gasped, her eyes growing even wider before she nodded excitedly. “Good!” Conner reached down and pressed the knife at the wires wrapping the young girl's wrists and, with a little effort, cut them free. The tightly wrapped cord fell away, revealing deep marks in her skin. Conner rubbed them vigorously, helping the blood flow through them again and earning another gasp of mixed release and pain.
Conner shifted back alongside Faith, letting his hand caress her wax splashed back and flat ass until he could slip a hand down between her spread thighs and start diddling her clit roughly. Faith moaned louder but Conner ignored her, instead leaning over to get a better look at her mother aggressively shoving her tongue deep into her daughter's teased open asshole, using it as a little scoop to pull out a few pale drops of cum before diving her face deeper in, trying to get even more. Conner leaned down a whispered into Gina's ear again. Across the room Hugh's face grew very concerned. After a long moment Gina licking and slurping grew louder and Faith began to shake, losing her ability to hold herself up as she crashed into the carpeted floor screaming, “Aaaahahhhhaa.... oooohhhaa.. mmmffff.... mmooommmm...!!!”
Gina lifted her face out of her daughter's ass and was still licking her lips when she turned to her son, a smile on her face. He took a step back and reached up to cover his ears when his mother's voice filled the room, “Hugh stop, now I want you to go stand right in front of your dad and look him right in his hard black cock.” Hugh's body took a step forward jerkily, but even as his face was twisted with effort he fell into a stride and ended up doing as his mother commanded. He stood before his father, head coming up to just above his waist and eyes locked onto his thick cock, which Lane was still rubbing up and down slowly, maintaining its erection and stimulation. On the screen the two teens were licking cum off each other's feet while the man masturbated.
Gina gave Conner a proud smile as she crawled across the floor, slipping between the two boys, and took her son's tiny flaccid member into her mouth. After giving it a quick suck she smiled up at the shocked boy, “It's OK Hugh, just keep watching Daddy run his hand along his slick black dick and enjoy getting your first blow job from mommy.” Hugh's face shifted from concern to a growing awkward smile.
Conner grabbed at Faith's wire-marked wrists and pulled her to her shaky legs. She looked confused for a moment until her gaze fell on her father's ass and the oily cucumber he was still reaming himself with. She totter over, looking almost drunk as she swayed unsteadily on her feet with a wide eager smile on her face. She looked back at Conner, as if waiting to see if she was doing everything right and he gave her a nod. She reached up and grabbed at the shit stained vegetable and after two failed attempts, her fingers slipping off its anal-frothed surface, she was able to pull it from his unresistant grip. It dropped to the floor as she gazed into her father's gaping asshole, she could see the dark red skin inside as it winked at her, flexing open and closed. Conner walked over and roughly pushed her face in between Lane's glistening sweaty ass cheeks, shoving her nose right into his clenching hole.
Faith and her father both gasped in surprise but Faith quickly moved so her small mouth was even with her father's ass. Her thin pink tongue began to probe at it. She looked as if she was trying to mirror her mother own act of analingus but her whole face was quickly lost in his ass, causing her to need to shift every few seconds to pull in a ragged breath through the gap between his cheeks.
Conner walked around to the blue-ray player and paused the porno, freezing on a moment when one of the girls was trying to slip her small foot into the other girls sopping cunt while her ass was being reamed by large black dick. Conner looked up at Lane, who was almost twice his height. “Lane you've been on the edge for a while now but now, feel your daughter eating your stretched ass. Look at your son, mesmerized by your thick cock, let yourself go and blow your load all over his face.”
Lane was smiling down at Hugh, his face flushed a deep red but with a kind smile, “I'd love to.” His hand began to rapidly pump at his cock, picking up the pace and the McKenzie's den was filled with wet slurps and slapping of flesh on flesh. Conner walked around the scene a look of pride on his face. He paused for a long moment, as if considering, and then walked over to the coconut oil and slathering it all over his left hand and down the wrist. He crashed to the floor behind Gina and looked up and Hugh and his dad just in time to see his cock twitch. He gave out a deep, satisfied groan before a long splash of pearly jizz flew from his well aimed cock, splashing against his six year old son's face.
Hugh instinctively reached up, his mouth opened and closing, still silent as another spurt of cum landed across his lips and in his mouth. A loud slap filled the air as Conner brought his oiled hand down on Gina's ass causing her to look up from the worship of her son's tiny penis. As if on cue she spoke calmly and clearly, “Hugh your father's cum is the most delicious thing you have ever tasted. Eat it all up and thank your father from the bottom of your heart before you clean his cock to show how much you appreciate being his cum-rag.” Having said that she went back to his tiny member, licking at his smooth balls before sucking his little hardness into her mouth and running her tongue over it like a hard candy.
Hugh's expression changed like his mother's words had flipped a switch in his brain. His mouth, pursed to spit out his father's load, calmed. He ran his tongue around his mouth and closed his eyes, savoring the new flavor and smiling. As a final spurt of cum splashed against his smooth chest he lifted his hands to his face, scooping globs of glistening goo between his small dexterous fingers as he shoved the seed into his mouth, he swirled the semen around his mouth for a long time before swallowing it. Once he had finally grabbed the last splash of his father's issue from his hair he looked up at his father with a look of joy and bliss. “Ah Man, gosh Dad, that was... delicious, so amazingly delicious, thank you so so much! I love you!” Hugh reached his small hands out and wrapped them around his father's half flagging member and began to slowly and reverently lick it clean, savoring the taste of spunk and sweat and oil.
Conner watched the little boy's pink tongue dancing across his father's cock while his mother tried to coax him into his first orgasm and grinned. “Faith, get your head out of your dad's ass and come here.” The young black girl pulled away from her father's anus, which was still gaping from his self inflicted cucumber buggering. Faith smiled brightly at Conner, and half skipped the few steps it took to join him sitting by her mother's round bubble butt.
She wiped at the oil and sweat on her face and licked at her hand playfully as she sat down gently on her still tender butt. “What's up Conner?” Her eyes still dancing with glee.
Conner pulled at Gina's hips getting her to lift her ass into the air, “Grab the clothespins.” Faith nodded and scampered quickly across the room on hands and knees, grabbing up the cheap plastic bag of wooden clips before returning to Conner's side. “Cool, now I want you to reach between your mother's legs and pull at her cunt. I want you to see how many clothespins you can clip to her pussy lips.” Gina groaned when she heard Conner's command but it could have been in fear or anticipation. Faith giggled to herself, as she snaked her small hands between her mother's legs and pulled tentatively at her lips, which were still wrapped around the candle shoved inside her. She pulled at the dark fold of flesh and after a few false starts, she was able to pull at it and clip the first clothespin into place. Gina let out a muffled scream into her son's lap but didn't move or resist when her daughter started pulling at the other side of her pussy.
Even as her daughter was clipping the second pin in place Conner shifted his gaze from wet pussy to tight black asshole. He slid his oiled up fingers against each other, shifting his hand between a few different shapes before settling into a rough cone which he pressed against Gina's rear opening. Then without any further warning he pushed forward shoving his child hand into her ass. Gina's body tensed for a long moment, resisting him until he spoke again, “Gina, you said you liked anal and I want this to happen.” Just like that her body relaxed and he was able to slip first one, then two... three... four... his whole hand inside her. Gina moaned loudly but Conner didn't stop, pushing his wrist into her and trying for more.
Hugh's worship of his father's rod had just started to cause it to harden again when his hips began to tremble and buck, his eyes widened and grabbed at his mother's hair “Mommy that feels good... what's happening to me? I feel... Ah ah ahhhhh” his body tensed as his spurt of seed landed in his mother's mouth. She didn't seem to notice, instead as she was moaning and screaming as two eight year olds roughly played with her holes. Hugh looked as if he was going to say something but he felt a hand in his own hair as Lane took it upon himself to guide his son back to his cock.
A very quiet bark came from the ceiling above but it was drowned out by the sounds of sliding flesh and moans of pleasure and pain. Each of the people were deeply focused on their own deviant acts that they seemed unaware as a barely perceptible dark silvery mist began to drift up off their bodies and was pulled upwards. Laying next to the overhead lamp, Mr. Barks' small stuffed-animal chest rose and fell as he breathed in the mist, fire playing in his eyes.
Early next morning Sandra stood on an unfamiliar front porch glancing at her phone to check if the address matched the one sent to her by an unknown number. The young mother's long blond hair was messy, it looked as if she had tried to run her hands through it to neaten up but parts of it were still clumped together with dried globs of cum causing it to stick up at odd angles. Her long black leather jacket was scuffed and dirty but it still wrapped around her, running from her shoulders to just below her ass. It was zipped up to cover her breasts but anyone close could still easily see that she wore a fishnet top with no bra beneath it. Parts of the netting had been torn roughly as if by too-eager hands. As she shifted her stance the jacket moved and reveled that the only thing she wore as to cover her crotch were pair of lacy black panties. She stood on high heeled leather boots that matched the jacket and covered her from heel to just under her red scraped knees.
She nodded, after checking the house number for the third time and knocked firmly on the door. After a long moment she reached her hand up to knock again but was interrupted when the red door was pulled open by her son. Conner smiled up at his mother, he was dressed in the same clothing from the day before but his face was clean and his hair was still damp from a bath or shower. She took a knee, wincing, and gave her son a big hug. Conner hugged her back tightly. Sandra stood and step inside. She looked around and saw the owners of the house splayed across the carpeted floor at the base of the steps, in the middle of an orgy.
Lane sat with his legs spread wider than his smile on the bottom step as the his son and daughter's little feet slid up and down his oiled cock. One hand held a leash which lead to the collar wrapped tightly around Hugh's neck. Hugh and Faith both had clothespins on their barely existent nipples and were splashed with red wax, but they seemed focused on their father's twin foot-job. Gina lay between her children, glass coke bottles shoved base first into her ass and cunt. Each hand working vigorously, one stroking Hugh's little penis while the other diddled her daughter's smooth but puffy cunt. As she jiggled the bottles clinked together in a staccato rhythm, “Faith! I gotta go, my mom's here.” The whole family turned to face the front door, slowing but not stopping what they were doing.
Faith gave a disappointing moan before she called back to him, “That sucks Conner! I had so much fun last night, You gotta come over again so!” She gave an awkward wave because she was holding her balance with her elbows.
Gina spoke up next, craning her neck to look back at the blond boy, “It was an honor to have you grace us with your presence, Master. I'll ensure my family follows your teachings until you return to us.”
Hugh pipped up after his mother. “Thanks for letting me play too. I know I was a little weird at first but it was great.”
Lane just waved, “Bye Conner.” Then he shifted his gaze to Sandra, “I just want to let you know that your son was a perfect house guest and he's welcome back any time.”
Conner gave the whole family an enthusiastic wave, yelling out “Bye!!” Then he turned to his mother and stepped out the front door, pulling it closed behind him.
As mother and son walked to her car Sandra looked down and gave her son a wry smile. “I was going to ask if you had kinky fun last night but I don't think I have to.”
Conner smiled back at his mother and lifted the bottom of her coat to see her stained black panties, then he reached for her clutch, which she gave him, and opened it to find it stuffed to the brim with ones and fives. “I guess I don't have to ask you either.”
Sandra gave out a sharp laugh as she took back her purse, “I guess not. Did you have breakfast? Your friend's parents seem nice but they looked a little distracted.”
Conner shrugged, “I ate a banana after I fucked Faith's cunt with it...”
Sandra frowned, “Not good enough. You won't make it to lunch on a piece of fruit, there's a Luna Bar and a yogurt tube in the glove compartment.”
“'K! Do I really have to go to school today? It's Friday and I didn't get a ton of sleep last night.” Conner tried to fake a yawn but was surprised when a real one came out instead. He rubbed his at his eyes before looking up at his mom.
Sandra didn't even bother to look at her son, ignoring the look he gave, pleading with his puppy dog eyes. “Yes, Conner, you have to go to school.” Conner sighed and then ran ahead to the passenger's side door which opened on the second pull, after his mom had unlocked it from her keys. He slid into the chair and pulled out his breakfast before crawling between the front seats and flopping into his booster seat. Sandra was walking around the car as he buckled himself in. “Mr. Barks, where are you?”
As he looked towards the house he watched as Mr. Barks bounded through the front door. Conner did a double take as his imaginary friend crawled through the car door. Mr. Barks was twice times the size he had been the night before and, while he still looked like a stuffed dog with a top hat and monocle, he was now much more realistic then the floppy plush Conner was used to. The boy blinked at his imaginary friend, “Mr. Barks? What happened to you?”
Mr. Barks locked eyes with Conner, the hard black plastic flaring with black and red flames. Conner's face went slack as he heard Mr. Barks deeper, but still cultured, British voice fill his mind. “Nothing has changed Conner, I've always looked like this and I'm still your best friend who you trust completely and helps you find kinky fun. I always know what's best for you.”
“Yes... nothing changed... my best friend... I love kinky fun... I trust you and you always know.... what's best...” Conner snapped back to reality as his mom slammed her car door shut.
“What were you saying honey?”
Conner lay his hand on Mr. Barks head and began to rub the dog behind his ear. “Nothing Mom, I was just talking to Mr. Barks.”
“Of course Conner.” Sandra smiled wryly and muttered quietly to herself, her voice drowned out by the engine starting, “I wonder if it's weird that he believes in his imaginary friend?”
The End.