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Archive-name: First/susecret.txt

Archive-author: S. Q. Johnson     (c) Poet

Archive-title: Susan's Secret Life

(as told to Poet) (c) Copyright, Poet, 1991

     I've never thought about writing a chronicle of my life

before, but certain recent events have made me realize that

I must trying to look back at my life to date in order to

understand myself.  I've lived, actually, two different

lifes simultaneously.   In one life, I've been a model

student and, now, an attorney who is respected both for her

legal abilities and her sedate, upright existence.  In the

other, I must admit, I've beome a shameless slut, a sex

addict, fucking everyone I can.  Until recently, I've been

able to keep these two lives separate.  Even though high

school, where I earned straight A's and was the captain of

the cheerleader squad, only a few people knew about my

secret life.  But my world started unraveling in the late

1980s when I took a job at a law firm in Phoenix.

     I was just out of law school at the fairly young age of

24.  I had graduated from college and law school with

honors, so I was interviewed by one of the top law firms in

Phoenix.  Riding the elevator up to the top floor, I was

nervous, worrying that my shyness would overcome my sense of

how could I was as a future lawyer, and so I barely noticed

when the handsome young man got on the elevator on the third

floor.  But soon I became all to aware of him.  We were

alone in the elevator but instead of giving me room, he

stood directly behind me.  As we rode higher and higher, he

came closer and closer until he was pushed softly against me

from behind.  I was scared so I stepped to the other side of

the elevator and tried to give him a scowl to show him I

wasn't interested.  I looked directly at him and frowned,

but he just broke into a wide, handsome grin and winked at

me.  I felt that he could see right through me.  Right into

my secret life, that is.  He was younger, maybe eighteen or

nineteen, and extremely handsome.  His knit shirt showed off

his hard muscles, and I started to go weak in the knees

right then and there.  I looked down quickly to hide my

embarrassment and beginning lust.

     "I can't think about that now.  I can't think about

that now," I kept telling myself as I felt a flush of lust

rise in my chest and my breath came in shallower sips.  I

could even feel myself getting wet.  That's my problem.  I

love sex and have a hard time not thinking about it.

     The young man started come toward me again and I

started backing away until I ran into the wall of the

elevator.  Luckily for me we had just reached the top floor

and the doors opened.  I looked up.  The young man looked me

in the eyes and licked his lips then turned and walked out.

     I was hot and flustered.  How was I going to manage  to

get through an interview in this state?  I wanted to find a

bathroom and clean myself up.  I wanted to be alone for a

few minutes to get a grip on my runaway emotions.

     I'm told I'm attractive.  In fact most people describe

me as a beautiful blond with a body that attracts men like

flies even though my breasts are not overly large.  But I am

increadibly shy of my body and rarely try to attract any

attention.  I dress in smart, tailored business suits.

Smart enough to instill confidence in my colleagues and my

clients, but sedate enough not to attract unwanted

attention.  At the same time I am constantly thinking about

sex and imagining what it would be like to be fucked by

almost evey man I know.  Even whe waiting for a plane or

bus, I will mentally undress the men around me and imagine

what it would be like fucking them.  I continually imagine

throwing caution to the wind and becoming a slut who fucks

and sucks without a second thought.  My problem, of course,

is that I not only have second thoughts, but thirds and

forths.  This was even after I was introduced to waton sex

by Bob, my lover.

     Bob was the young man in the elevator.  He is 21 years

old and works at our firm doing odd jobs, delivering papers,

photocopying, mail-boy, etc.  He's strong and good looking.

I think he must work out to have such a build.  His stomach

is rock hard and his muscles bulge, making me almost cream

myself each time I see him.  He is, by the way, not at all

hard to mentally undress since he wears such tight shirts

and jeans almost all the time.  He is a brunette with

flashing green eyes.  God!  Just thinking about him makes me

want to . . .  But enough of that.

     I constantly noticed Bob watching me during my first

few weeeks at work.  He would be walking through the office,

or in the elevator, or in the parking lot.  It seemed that I

was seeing him everywhere.  After about three weeks of

working there we found ourselves alone in the elevator again

one morning.

     "God, you're beautiful,"  Bob said.  "Just looking at

you makes my mouth water."

     I dodn't know what to do.  I almost passed out right

there.  My head was spinning and I thought I was losing my


     "My name's Bob.  Bob Fletcher.  What's yours?"

     "Ah.  Sue.  I mean, my name's Ms Johnson.  I'm a

lawyer."  I lowered my head and backed against the wall.

     Bob laughed hard and bright.  "Well.  A lawyer.

Listen, honey, I know what you need.  You want it, you gotta

ask for it.  Stay after work tonight an' let me know."

     Just then the elevator door open up and Phyllis Flat

got on.  Phyllis and I were friend and ven though we'd only

known each other about two weeks, she knew me well enough to

know that something was wrong.

     "Hey, Sue," she said.  "What's a matter?  You look all

flushed.  You o.k.?"

     "Yeah, I'm o.k.," I managed to say, half whispering

half stuttering.

     As the clock approached five, I felt worse and worse.

I sat at my desk but no work was getting done.  I couldn't

think straight.  I knew I wasn't going to stay late.  I'd

just go straight out the door at five.  No problem.  That

would be that.  I was trying to leave all of my second life

behind.  New job.  New city.  No one has to know.  Please,

God, help me from letting it all start up again.  I love it,

God help me, but please. . . .

     At five to five as I walked out of my office to the

water cooler, I saw him standing beside the elevator,

leaning against the wall and smiling at me.  I knew I was a

goner.  I had to stay.  Yet I kept telling myself that I'd

walk right past him and just go out, but in my heart of

hearts, I knew I'd stay.

     At five, Phyllis opened my door.  "Hey, you coming?

Can't work your whole life."

     "Oh, sorry, Phyllkis.  You go on.  I got a bit more on

this case.  Don't want to have to take it home with me."

     Even then I told myself that I'd go.  Just stay a few

minutes.  If I ran into him, I thought, I'd tell him what's

what.  I'm not interested in him or anything he's got.  I

rehearsed a dozen things I was going to say and then

promptly forgot them all immediately.  I couldn't think


     Five after the hour there was a knock on my door, then

the handle turned and he walked in.

     "Well, sweet Sue.  Bet we're going to have a sweet

time."  His smile flashed as he softly closed the door.

     "No.  I mean, I don't know what you . . .  I mean, what

do you . . .   Who do you think . . .  What do . . ."  I

stammered, absolutely unable to think straight.

     "You know exactly what I want.  I want to turn you

inside out.  Make you cum like the bunny you are.  Give you

something like you've never had it.  Ever.  Make love to you

so rich and full . . . .  Well, what do ya, say?  Do we do?

Or do we don't?"

     I couldn't breathe.  I couldn't talk.  I lowered my

head.  "Do," was all I said.

     Bob walked around to my side of the desk.  He grabbed

me firmly by the shoulders and stood me up.  His hands shot

to my breasts and roughly felt them suit coat and shirt.

His fingers found my braless nipples and they immediately

hardened to his touch.

     "No, Bob!  I cant'.  I mean.  Jesus."  I ground against

him dispite myself, pushing my cunt against his jeans.  I

could feel a damn burst inside me emotionally and, at the

same time, I could feel myself flow inside.  Suddenly I

realized what had happened.  I was pissing!  In my

confusion, I hadn't gone to the bathroom all afternoon  and

now I was pissing myself!  I was able to shut it off

immediately, but still the front of my skirt was wet.

     "Oh, baby, pissing yourself, huh?  What a lawyer!  Sign

of a real professional.  Pinch their clit and they piss

themselves.  Well, you better take off that skirt, bitch.

Hell, look at my jeans.  You got me wet too.  We're going ta

see about this."

     But before he let me free, he pulled me roughly to him

and mashed his mouth against mine, grabbing my buns from

behind and squeezing them.  I could feel his massive cock

shoved against my cunt and I squirmed against him, mashing

my cunt and belly into his and moving in hot, hard circles

against him.  God, I wanted it!

     "Yeah, you're going to get it too!"  It was as if he

had read my mind.  "But first you gotta say hello to my

friend." Bob ripped down his zipper and pulled out a

beautiful, rigid cock.  He grabbed my hand and brought it to

his dick.  I couldn't help but give it a soft squeeze.  It

was lovely.  Hot and hard and I felt it had my name written

all over it. I moaned and squeezed some more.

     "Introduce yourself, babe.  Personal like."  He shoved

me down to my knees until I was looking directly at his big,

beautiful cock.  "Come on, Sweet Sue, give it a lickity

split.  Pretend it's a banana."

     I was still holding it and softly stroking it when I

stuck out my tongue and tasted its tip.  The precum oozed

out onto my tongue and then I let my tongue go further and

caress the bottom of the fat, swollen head.  God, I loved

it.  Every inch.  Every lick.  I just had to have it.  All

of it.  Ashamed as I was, I cupped my lips about the head

and, still stroking with my hand, swirled my tongue around

and around, tasting the sweet baby flesh, hot and warm, then

I'd suck in and tickle the under head with my tongue.

Finally I let him sink in while grabbing his sweet buns.

And I had to see more and I pumped up and down on him so I

opened his belt and, pulling momentarily away, lowered his

jeans and shorts and stared at his muscular legs as he

stepped out of his clothes.  I continued sucking his

beautiful cock, feeling wicked and naked, fully dressed in

my professional garb while he stood there exposed.

    I felt his ass tighten up and he began to spurt in me.

Since I am shy, I tried to pull back and away, but he

grabbed my head and pulled me down on him as he spurted into

my mouth.  I loved it!  Necter of the gods.  Hot, sweet

sperm rolling around in my mouth and down my throat.  "Look

out tummy," I wanted to say, but my mouth was full at the


     "Goddamn!  That was fine.  Fine," Bob said as he pulled

me to my feet and suoved his still throbbing cock against

the wet patch on my skirt.  "Now it's time to get outta

these, bitch, " indicating my skirt and blouse.

     "But I have to go to the bathroom," I said,


     "You going take a piss?"

     "I have to urinate."  I said, blushing to even say it

in front of a man.  "Please," I pleaded with my eyes.

     He seemed to relent, "Okay, honey, but make it quick.

We ain't done.  Not by a LONG shot!"

     When I got back from the bathroom, Bob was start naked

laying on my couch and pulling on his still hard cock.  He

didn't seem in the least embarrassed to be masterbating in

front of me.  I couldn't believe it.  The he stood up and

walked over to me.  "Take off your clothes."

     I did as he asked.  slowly pulling down my skirt and

stepping out of it, then taking off my coat and blouse.  I

felt SO NAKED standing in front of him in only my bra and

panties, garter belt and stockings.

     "What are you waiting for?"  He asked while runing one

hand up and down my side and continuing to masterbate with

the other. Suddently he pushed his fingers against my cunt

outside my wet panties, then stopped, pulled away from me,

pulled down my panties, then slid that wonderful dick into

my already hot, wet cunt.  We fucked our way over to the

couch and I fell back on it.  God it felt great as he

stroked hard and long in and out while crushing my mouth

with his.  He dug his hands into my tight buttocks then

suddenly grabbed my bra and pulled it down over my tits.

While still fucking me, he bent his head and sucked on one

tit while mauling the lother.

    He pumped faster and faster, bringing me to a series of

orgasams until I was shaking in an uncontrollable frenzy of

delight as he pumped a hot load of cum nto me.

     He lay still while I continued shaking and trying  to

pump beneath him bringing myself to yet another orgasm.

     He pulled out, then began to rub his wet cock all over

my stomach and tits, pulling himself over me and rubbing up

and down.  I've never felt more naked or more alive.  Skin

to skin.  In spite of my embarrassment, I couldn't keep my

hands off of him.

     "Did I tell you true, or what?  That was some fuck,


     Embarrassed, I looked down at his cock, still hard,

laying on my stomach, "Ah . . . Yes.  I mean . . .  I mean,

yes.  I mean I loved it.  I really did.  God!  I was great.

I mean , yes.  I liked it.  I like you.  I mean, I ah, love

. . ."

     "That's okay.  I know what you mean," and he kissed me

long and tenderly.  I melted right there.  At that moment I

knew I was his to do with as he wished, and _I_ wished he

would wish a lot.  And he did.  Thank God.

     After work the following Monday, as I was preparing to

leave the office, Bob demanded a blow job.  There was never

any question of doing what he said to do.  I vividly

remembered my orgasm, the total release and satisfaction,

and wanted more.

     He pulled me into an empty office and pulled down his


     "Go fishin', bitch," he demanded.  I set down my purse

and started to take off my hat and suit jacket.

     "Leave the hat on!  But take of that jacket, open your

blouse and pull out your tits"

     I did as he asked, though I had to unsnap my bra first.

He pulled me to him and fingered both tits roughly.

    "Oh, yeah, Baby.  You're something.  Nice tits, bitch."

    Then he pushed me down and again demanded, "Pull it out and blow me, Cunt."

     I reached in but had a hard time pulling his dick out

because it was so hard and in at an awkward position.

     "Fuck!" he said and pulled it out for me.  I couldn't

believe how great it looked.  I opened my lip and softly

sucked the red head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around

the bottom.

     "Do it, bitch!" and he grabbed my hair from the back of

my head and shove himself into me until he ran into the back

of my throat.  I was gagging and coughing and crying, but he

continued to ram into me, occasionally pulling out and

rubbing his dick all over my face, spreading pre-cum and

spit across my cheeks and ruining my make up.

      When I finally felt him about to cum, I sucked harder

and harder, pulling his dick with my hand and sliding my

other around him to cup his ass.  God, I was hot!  And I

wanted to drink him down.  But he pulled out at the last

minute and squirted all over my face.  I continued to milk

him until he stopped and licked and sucked him till he was

clean.  I collapsed on the floor as he zipped up and walked


     On Friday afternoon, Bob gave me his address and told

me to be there by noon on Saturday.  I went, of course.  I

was his, and he  knew it.  We fucked all day and into the


     I was dressing to leave, standing on wobbly legs,

hugging Bob around the neck, when he patted my buns and

said, "Same time, next Saturday,


     "Why do you have to talk so mean to me?" I asked.

     "Sometimes mean an' sometimes not.  You got an


     "No, honey, I'll be here.  I love you.  I'll do

whatever you want," and I held him pushing against his

hardness.  I couldn't get enough.

     "See you in the office after work on Monday, slut."

     "I'll be waiting, Bob."

     On the second Saturday, Bob wasn't alone when I


     "This is my friend, Tom," smiled Bob.

     Tom was a bit older than Bob, about 21, I thought.  He

was 5'10", had thinning hair, and had a small paunch.  But

you could tell he had a lot of upper body strength.  He was

probably a football player in high school, I thought, maybe

a lineman.  He was wearing a blue striped tea shirt and

cutoffs.  His legs was hairy and muscular.

     I said hello to Tom and the three of us talked for a

while. I couldn't wait for him to leave, so Bob and I could

get on with the fucking!  I get hot just being close to Bob.

     Bob patted me on the knee and smiled again, saying, "I

told Tom you would play strip poker with us."

     I couldn't believe what I'd heard.

     "I . . . I can't do that, Bob."  I couldn't understand

why Bob would say that, and wondered how far he was going to

push me.

     "Well, Babe, then I guess you better get your coat and

get the fuck out of here.  No more fun times with me."

     I knew Bob was serious.  I'm embarrassed to admit I

thought about it for only a few seconds.  I was not prepared

to give up Bob's pleasures so easily.

     "Okay, Bob, I'll do as you ask."

     With a huge grin, Bob walked over to the kitchen table

and sat down.  A deck of card was sitting on the middle of

the table.  Tom walked over and took a seat then licked his

lips and looked at me.  I lowered my head and walked over.

     Tom lost the first hand and, instead to taking off his

shirt or shoes and socks, he stood up and proudly unzipped

his cutoffs.  He wasn't wearing any underwear!  I was

shocked and excited at the same time.  His hard dick jumped

out and he slid down the cutoffs and sat back down.

    "You like that?" Bob asked.

    I lowered my head and nodded, then quickly shook my head

"no."  I could feel myself getting very wet beneath the

sheer black panties I had worn for Bob's benefit.

    I lost the next two hands and took off my heels and

stockings.  At first, I tried to take off only one stocking,

leaving my other attached to the garter belt around my


     "Hell, it wouldn't be fair to Tom!  Both stockings,


     I turned in my chair away from Tom, lifted my skirt

above my stockings and, one at a time unsnapped the garters

and rolled down the stockings.  Tom and stood up and came

silently around to watch me befor I noticed.  In fact the

first thing I saw was the bob  bing white dick in front of

him.  I turned red, but finished what I had begun.

     "God!" Tom exclainmed, "Would you look at those legs!"

     I turned back, tucking my legs under the table.  Even

though Tom was far more exposed than I was, I felt as though

I was stark naked in front of a stranger.

     Tom took another step toward me and put a hand on my

knee.  Then he knelt down beside me and ran his hand up and

down my calf, moaning and cupping the calf in one hand and

his dick in the other.  I thought he was going to jack off

right there.  I looked at Bob for help, but he just sat

where he was, grinning and shuffling the card.  Then he

started dealing again.

     Tom stood up and walked back to his seat, his boner

bouncing before him.  "Wow," he said under his breath,

looked at Bob and laughed.  Bob laughed back and continued

dealing the cards.

     I picked mine up, in part to cover my embarrassment.  I

had a good hand.  Two pair and an ace.  I discarded the ace

and ended up with a full house.

    Bob lost the hand and, like Tom, he took off his jeans.

Like Tom, he wasn't wearing any underwear and his dick

popped out, hard and ready.  I couldn't restrain myself.  I

could only stare.  It was longer than Tom's and looked

delicious.  Tom had been watching me and laughed.

     "You're are ready, aren't you?" Tom asked.  I was too

embarrassed to answer and looked down again at my cards,

even though the hand was long over.

     Bob stepped out of his jeans and walked around to my

side of the table.  I watched his cock bouncing before him

out of the corner of my eye.

     "Say hello to your friend," he demanded when he finally

stood before me.

     I looked more directly at his cock, still terribly

embarrassed to be doing this in front of his friend.

"Hello," I weakly muttered.

     "No, bitch!" he grabbed my hair and shoved his hard

dick in my face, "Say hello like you meant it."

     I said hello louder and, as he pulled my head toward

him, kissed the red head of his dick.  I could sense the cum

in it welling up and could see a clear drop gather on the

head.  I kissed it again, even after he had let go of my

head, lightly licking off the clear drop, then dropped my

head, embarrassed.

     Bob laughed, walked back to his seat and dealt another

hand.  This time I was dealt trash.  I discarded three

cards, but only managed to end up with two fives.  I was

worried.  Next, would come my white blouse.  Then Tom would

see me in my bra.  And besides that, I only had a skirt,

black panties and matching garter belt.  But the men only

had shoes and shirts.  Nneither was wearing socks.

     Tom had three of a kind and Bob had two pair.

     I didn't set down my cards but froze looking down onto

the table.  I was on the verge of tears, but at the same

time I was terribly horney.

     "What you got, bitch?" said Bob with a wide grin.  He

knew I had lost the hand.

     For a minute, I regretted everything.  My long years of

teasing cocks, my affair with Bob, my entire double life.

Everything.  I laid down my cards and slowly started to

unbutton my blouse from the top down.  When I got near the

waist, I had to push back my chair and pull out the bottom

of the blouse to continue.  This exposed a portion of my bra

for the first time.

     When Tom saw the black lace peak out from beneath my

white blouse, he gave a low whistle.

     I finished unbuttoning my blouse and looked up at Bob

pleadingly, although I already know it wouldn't do any good.

     "Alley-opp," Bob said.

     Looking down, I pulled up front of my blouse, aware

that in so doing my tits strained against the bra as they

pulled up and out.  The I slid my blouse off of my arms and

let it drop to the floor on one side.  I pulled my arms in

close to my body, attempting to hide what I had just


     "No, no, Bitch.  Sit up right!"  Bob warned.

     I straightened slightly, exposing more of my lace

cupped tits.  The nipples stood out straight revealling my

excitement to both men and further embarrassing me.  I only

looked down at the table and continued doing so even as Bob

lost the next hand and, standing up, stretch to take off his

knit shirt.  He was now naked except for his shoes, but I

didn't dare look at him.

    Mercifully, Tom lost the next hand and, like Bob,

removed his shirt.  When his eyes were covered with the

shirt I looked at him.  At his beautiful white skin, his

broad chest, and his hard white dick that seemed to be

mocking me.  I could not suppress a soft moan that exceped

from my lips.

    Realizing I had been caught, I looked again down at the

table as both men laughed.

    The next hand was a disaster!  I was dealt trash,

discarded trash, and ended up with trash.  I was horrified.

Both men laid down their hands, both of which beat mine.

     Now I must decide: skirt, bra, or garter.  I was

petrified!  I couldn't seem to move.  If I took off the bra,

Tom would see my beautiful tits.  I would be complete naked

above the waist.  If I removed my skirt, I'd have to stand

up, revealing more of my tits beneath the bra, and to take

it down.  And then all I had on beneath it were panties and

garter belt.  The panties were sheer.  You could see my

pussy hair beneath them, but not the lips.  If I took off

the belt, I'd have to turn around, hike up my skirt all the

way, revealing my panties, unsnap the belt, and pull it out.

     I decided to go for the belt.  I turned toward Bob's

side of the table, lifted my butt slightly off the chair

while raising my skirt.  Bob watched with a big smile on his

face, but when he saw my hands go for the snap of the garter

belt, he said, "No way, bitch.  That doesn't count.  You're

going to leave that on until we tell you differently."

    By that time Tom had stepped back agoud the table, naked

except for his shoes.  He saw my panties and smiled as he

placed a hand on my upper thigh.  I was startled and gave an

involentary jump.

    "Relax, honey," Tom said lowly, "I'm just checking

things out."  And he let his hand roam up almost to the

bottom of my panties.  Despite myself I spread my legs

further apart as he came closer to my pussy, but he just

laughed and stood up.

     "I told you she was a hot bitch, didn't I Tom?"  Bob

said to his firend.

     "Now," he asked, " what's it going to be?"

     That broke my trance.  I quickly pulled my skirt back

down, turned back toward the table, and unhooked my

front-snapped bra with trembling hands.  Shaking with fear

and lust, I pulled the straps backward off my shoulders

fully exposing my smooth white tits capped with pink, hard


     "All right!" Tom said appreciatively and licked his


     Again, I foolishly tried to cover up as much as

possible by hyunching forward and drawing my arms around in

fornt of me, but Bob would have none of it.

     "For Christ's sake, he's already seen them.  Sit the

fuck up right."

     I did, knowing I was blushing terribly.  My tits stood

out from my body over the table, and both men stared.

     Tom lost the next hand, stood up in my full view,

kicked off his shoes.  I didn't look.  I felt he was

taunting me, and I wasn't going to let him see my interest

if I could help it although I burned inside to look.  I

could only see his beautiful cock bouncing around out of the

corner of my eye.

     The next hand was the worst I had all night.  All low

cards, no pairs.  Discarding three, I managed to pick up a

pair of fives.  But Tom had a full house and Bob had a pair

of eights.  (I didn't even know why Tom kept playing?  What

was going to happen to him if he lost, I wondered.)

     I had no choice.  I had to take off by skirt.  Thinking

back on it, I guess I could have removed my pants beneath

the skirt, trying not to expose myself in so doing, but I

didn't think of that then.

     Looking down, I pushed my chair back and stood up.  My

hands, shaking, fumbled at the buttons on the right side,

and when I'd released them I was shaking too hard to catch

the skirt.  It fell at my feet.  I was ready to cry out of

frustration, fear, lust, and several other emotions I cannot

describe.  So I just stood there, slightly slumped over, not

knowing what to do.

     Suddenly I felt Tom's hand on my upper arm.  He rubbed

it up and down softly, almost tenderly except for a squeeze

now and then.

     Here I was, almost naked, in a pair of sheer black lace

panties which barely covered my pussy and which allowed the

bottom cheeks of my ass to stick out and a black garter

belt, standing in front of two naked men, neither of whom

was my husband.  I wanted out, but at the same time I was

drawn deeper in.  I even momentarily had an urge to finger

myself from outside my panties, but I restrained myself.

     I sat back down.  Through all my shame, I still

wondered what Bob would have Tom do if he lost the next

hand.  But Bob lost the next hand instead and remove his


     I knew it was going to happen eventually and it did.

I lost another hand.  I looked at Bob pleadingly.  But I

could tell from the look in his eyes that nothing was going

to get me out of this one.

     "Come here," Bob said as he stood up and walked over to

the middle of the living room.

     "Bob . .  ." I said, pleading with my eyes.

     "Come here, I said."

     So I stood up and walked slowly over to him, aware that

my firm tits slightly bounced with every step.  I didn't

dare look at Tom so I was surprised when I felt him at my

side, again rubbing my arm.  I glanced over, nervously and

saw his hard dick sticking out.  God I was horny!  And


     "Now take them off."  Bob said.  "Slowly."

     I put both hands on the sideband of my black panties

and slowly slid them down my hips.  I could hear Tom moaning

as my blond pussy hair slowly came into sight.

     When I had gotten them midway down my thighs and had

just started to bend over to pull them all the way off, Tom

said "Stop."

     I looked up at Bob and Bob nodded.  Tom dropped to his

knees in front of me and, shoving his face into my tummy,

grabbed the cheeks of my ass and softly carressed them.

While he rubbed his cheeks then his lips then his cheeks

across my belly, he moaned and let his hands fall down the

back of my legs, carressing the back of my thighs then my

soft calfs then the back of my thighs, all the while careful

not to pull my panties any further down.

     Finally his head went lower and he kissed my lower

belly, just above where my pussy fur began while kneeding my

ass cheeks harder and harder.  He shoved his chin down on my

pussy.  Despite myself, I pushed back against hims and a

soft moan of yearning escaped my lips.  He just kept rubbing

my ass, thighs and scalfs, turned his face and rubbed his

cheek up and down against my lower tummy and pussy.

     Just as abruptly as he began, he stopped, stood up, and

held me by the shoulders at arms length, looking at my body

up and down.

     "I told you she had a great bod, didn't I?" Bob asked.

     "You sure the fuck weren't lying, buddy," Tom said as

he looked me up and down.  I tried to look away, then down,

but when I looked down all I could see was Tom's beautiful

dick pointed at my belly button.  "Great tits," and with

this Tom let go of my shoulders and cupped both tits in his

hand, "great ass" he knelt and cupped my ass, "firm belly"

he  stroked my tummy softly, "and fantastic cunt" as both of

his hand played outside of my cunt.

     I was almost choaking with lust and humiliation.  Tom

hugged me poking his cock into my belly and rubbed it

around.  I couldn't seem to catch my breath.  Then he stood

back.  "Ok, you can take your panties all the way off."

     I bent over, feeling Bob's cock poke one cheek of my

ass, and pulled my panties down until they fell off.  Then

stepped out of them and stood still.  Here I was, naked

except for a garter belt standing in front of two, horny,

naked men.  I started shaking.

     "Time for the next hand," Bob announced and walked over

to the table.  Tom followed.  I could not move.  I was

trembling with shame and excitement.  Afraid of was was

going to happen next and dying for it at the same time.  I

felt cold and empty and was actually shaking.

     "Come on, honey; it gets better."  Bob said.

     I walked over to the table and sat down, slightly

surprised by the cold metal of the chair.  I didn't know

what was going to happen to the next person who lost a hand,

but I should have guessed.

     I could barely play my cards since I was so scared, but

I managed to get three sixes.  Tom only had a pair of tens.

Bob had two pair.

     "O.K.," bitch, it's your choice.

     "What . . . what do you mean?" I stammered.

     "You've got the high hand and Tom's low.  You can make

him do anything you want."

     "What?"  I asked.

     "Well, you can't injure him, but you can make him do

anything you want.  Only not to me, you know.  I'm not into

that stuff."

     "I don't want him to do anything."  I said, which was

not really true.  Maybe I could have said I wanted him to

leave so I could fuck Bob, but that would have been even

more untrue.

     "You want him to eat you?  Fuck you?  Jack off in front

of you?  What?"

     "Ah, no.  I mean no.  Yes."  I stammered like a fool.

"Maybe jack off, o.k.?"

     "Hell, if that's what you want, sure baby, " Tom said,

"I'll jack off.  But you gotta give me some inspiration.

Sit up on the table with your legs apart.

     I looked at Bob, but he only nodded.  "Give him

something good to see, baby.  Let him see your sweet


     "But I thought I could have _him_ do anything for ME."

     "Oh, shut up and get up on the table."

     As Tom got up holding his cock in his hand, I stood and

climbed up onto the table and slightly spread my legs.

     "Wider."  Said Bob.  "Wider."

     I opened them as wide as I could and still keep my


     Tom stood in front of me grinning and stroking himself.

"Here, spit in my hand, baby." he said holding his right

hand out to me.  But I couldn't spit.  My mouth was totally

dry.  All I could do was watch him stroke himself and gulp.

Tom looked directly at my pussy and moaned while pulling up

and down on his beautiful cock.

     After a few minutes, Tom abruptly stopped.  "Wanta save

this for later," he said.

    "Next hand" announced Bob.

    This time I lost and Tom won.

    "This is it, baby.  Now you get fucked!" Sen said as he

laid down on the carpet.  "Put it here," he said pointing to

his cock.  "You put it in!"

    I hesitated, but Bob said "Put out or get out.  And you

won't be coming back!"

    So I walked over to Tom, put my feet on either side of

his hips, thus exposing my pussy lips to his hungry gaze,

and slowly lowered myself.  I reached between my legs and

grabbed his hard cock.  God it felt good. But I was still

trembling.  I couldn't seem to stop.  And my eyes filled

with water.  Probably fear, lust and sham, all wrapped up

together.  I could feel that hard cock in my hand.  I could

feel it pulsing with need.  Chickening out, I pushed up cunt

down onto his stomach, letting go of his cock, but then

reaching it from behind and shameless pumping on it as I

squirmed, pushing my pussy all over his belly and chest.  I

was so horny that I made whimpering noises with as I scooted

over his naked belly.  He grabbed my tits and pressed them

together then let his hand slide down to my hips and pulled

me to his mouth, sticking his tongue far inside me with one

quick thrust and sqirling it around inside, then shoving me

back down toward his cock.

     Then I knew I had to have it.  I raised myself, grabbed

the base of his dick, and slowly lowered myself.  But again

my shyness overcame my lust momentarily and I chickened out.

I pushed down, rubbing the length of his cock against my

pussy lips, up and down, up and down, teasing both of us

almost to distraction.  Tom was rubbing my thighs and

grabbing and rubbing my soft tits.

     Finally I couldn't take it any more.  I raised back up

and lowered myself right over his cock.  As I felt the tip

of his dick touch my opening, I whimpered and becan shaking

with lust.  I moaned loudly and the cock head push againt

the tight, wet opening, then even louder as it crossed the

threshold.  Slowly I lowered myself further and further,

taking in all of his hot length.

     Tom's hands grabbed my hips and I sunk down on his cock

and he began thrusting up until I was stabbed to the very

dpeth.  Now I couldn't stop myself.  I pulled up and pushed

down, feeling that cock, beautiful cock slide out and in,

out and in.  Tom grabbed at my tits and ass, thrusting up

and down in time with me.  He managed to pull me down on him

and sucked on my tits.

     "Oh, honey.  Look at these tits.  So  fucking good.

Smooth juicy tits.  And your fucking ass.  I'm going to fuck

you in your beautiful ass.  Loo at these pink nipples.  Like

they ain't never been kissed."  And he sucked and pulled as

I rode up and down and up and down, grabbing his head, his

hair, running my hands up and down his sides, my trembling

now turned into uncontrollable shaking with hot lust.  Never

feeling so ashamed and fullfilled at the same time unti he

grabbed me around my lower back and drilled harder and

harder into me and finally let loosed a hard, hot stream of

cum.  I could feel its hot wash deep inside.

     And we lay there, together, shaking with lust and

exhaustion.  calming down, then shaking somemore, then

calming.  I rolled my hips around trying to feel more and

more of him.

     Then lay still.

     I had lost all sense of where I was and what I was

doing, until I heard Bob applauding behind me.

     "Fuckin' great. That was great."  Then, "time for

another hand."

     I was almost too weak to walk but managed to pull

myself up and stagger over to the table.  Tom was also weak.

I looked down but gave him a shy smile as he sat.

     "While you two were balling your brains out, I called

George," Bob said.  "Thought we'd make things more


     Oh, no! I thought.  I can't handle it anymore!  This is too much!

                           Chapter 2

     I know I must sound inexperienced but I'm not.  In

fact, that day was not even the first time I'd played strip

poker.  The first time was when I was twelve.  My parents

had taken Billy, my ten-year old brother, and I to visit my

aunt and uncle and cousins in Maine that summer.  It looked

like it as going to be a boring visit.  The only exciting

thing, for me, was my fifteen-year old cousin, Bert, who I

immediatedly developed a crush on.  He was dark and good

looking, as the story goes, and I was just beginning to feel

the sexual urges within me, but I was too shy to let him

know how I felt.  He would probably laugh at me anyway, I

remember thinking.

     One afternoon at their house, I was bored and walked

around in the woods behind the subdivision daydreaming about

Bert.  I was not certain of my sexuality, but knew I wanted

to see him naked.  I thought about his lips kissing my

budding breasts, licking my pink nipples maybe, and his

fingers in my crack.  Occasionally, I would let my hand slip

down the front of my skimpy white shorts and finger myself.

Sometimes, I would sneak the other hand up under my yellow

tank top and squeeze my tiny tits.  But I was very worried

about being seen and so wouldn't feel myself for long.  I

was super hot, though, cause I didn't dare finger myself in

bed at night since I had to share a bed with Sarah, my

twelve-year old cousin.

     The only time I'd masterbated since arriving, was once

in the bathtub, and that was a mistake since right after I

came, thinking about Bert, who should accidently barge in

but Bert himself?  I had forgotten to lock the door!

Fortunately, I was taking a bubble bath so the most he could

have seen was one of my small, pink breasts.  He smiled

quickly, looked straight at me, and excused himself and

backed out.  I couldn't look at him for several days after,

although I could almost feel him looking at me everytime we

were near one another.  Occasionally, I would glance up and

see him wink at me.  I was very shy and would look down


     So that afternoon I was very hot and fingered myself

more than I normally would have under similar circumstances.

     Suddenly I heard a bunch of boys' voices.  I recognized

one of the voices to be that of Billy, my brother.  I crept

through the pines until I came to a small clearing.  There

was Sammy, my younger cousin who played with Billy, taking a

piss.  I could see his little dick, and I gulped.  It was

small but hard and he fondled it while he was pissing.

Soon, he finished, zipped up, and walked down a small trail

toward the rest of the voices.

     I followed.  Suddenly I came to the edge of a larger

clearing and stepped off the trail.  I could hear the boys'

voices coming from this area.  Carefully, I crept through

the foliage until I could see into the clearing but was sure

the boys couldn't see me.

     There was Billy and Sammy and about four other boys.  I

could hear them clearly.  They were talking about the

magazines they were looking at.

     "Wow!  Look at them boobies.  I'd love to fuck them."

said one of the kinds.

     "But look at her cunt," said my brother, Billy.


     One of the boys unzipped. I thought he was going to

piss right there.  But he didn't.  He just fondled his

little hard dick while looking at the pictures in the

magazines.  The other boys looked at him and laughed a bit,

but then another pulled out his little dick and did the

same.  Then my brother pulled out his.  They were soon all

jacking off to the pictures.

     "God, I wish we had a girl right here to fuck," my

cousin said.

     I couldn't believe my eyes.  Six preteen boys trying to

masterbate had gotten me very hot.  My hand slipped back

into my shorts, and I began to finger my tight little blond

puzzy.  My other hand reached under my tank top and squeezed

my right breast.  This time I was going to go all the way.

I was too horny to stop!

     But in my excitement, I tumbled over in the bushes.

     "Jesus!" One of the boys said.

     I looked up and thought they were all going to run

away.  But one zipped up quickly and ran to where I was.  I'd

managed to straighten up and pull my tank top down, but

there was a wet patch on the front of my white shorts and a

strand of my hair was stuck in a branch or a bush.

     "Hey, you guys.  Come here.  Quick!"  yelled the one

boy who'd come up on me.

      I tried to turn and run, but my hair was stuck and the

boy grabbed one of my ankles from behind in a classic

tackle.  I fell on my face onto a soft carpet of needles.  I

was free from the branch and knew I could power past the

kid, but by the time I'd pulled one foot free, another kid

was there and grabbed it.  Soon all the boys were there and

they all grabbed me and shoved me down as I struggled and

squirmed beneath them.

     I could here my brother say, "Jesus!  It's Suzi.  My

sister.  Hold her down, guys.  She'll tell on us."

     By now I was crying and trembling with fright,

embarrassment and frustration.  I was also very horny.  A

number of the boys had grabbed at my ass while we struggled

and one had got his fingers around my tit and squeezed a

bit.  I soon gave up struggling.  I thought it was time to

try another ploy.

     "I  won't tell."  I said through my sobs.  "Just let me

go.  Please?"  I pleaded.

     "No, man, don't let her up."

     I could feel the little hand try to grab my tit again,

so I shoved my self down harder against the ground.

     "Come on, guys.  Let's get her up.  But hold on to her.

Don't let her run.  I gotta idea," said Sammy.

    The boys pulled me to my feet.  I didn't resist.  I was

too tired and humiliated.  Now, I knew they could all see

the wet spot on my shorts.  But they didn't look.  They were

too busy making sure I couldn't get away.  Two kids held

both arms and one grabbed me tightly around the waist from

behind.  They were smaller that I was, but I knew I couldn't

struggle against their numbers.  It would be futile.

     They walked me into the clearing.  The boy who wasn't

holding me, grabbed the front of my shorts and pulled,

leading the way.  I could feel the back of his fingers

against my stomach when he would stop for a moment.

     "Let's tie her up to the tree."


     "Go get that rope, guys."

     "Yeah, tie her up."

     Soon I was tied to a small birch on the side of the

clearing.  The sun was still high enough to come over the

edge of the trees and warm my body.  "I hope it dries my

shorts before they see," I thought.

     "Billy, let me go.  Please.  I won't tell," I cried.

"Let me go!"

     "Fuck her, Billy," Sammy said.  "We got her and we're

going to keep her.  She can scream as loud as she wants, no

body can hear.  She's ours for the afternoon, buddy."

     "O.k." Bill said.

     I knew Billy wouldn't protest.  He often teased me and

grabbed at me.  I knew he had sexual urges for me.  And I'd

catch him trying to look up my skirt sometimes or

"accidently" feel my leg when he dropped something at the

dinner table.

     "Come on, guys, let me go.  Please."

     "O.k., we'll let you go.  If you'll show us your

boobies," said the little boy who had been pissing earlier.

     I was scared and shy.  "No.  No.  Just let me go."  But

I was also turned on.  A lot!

     "Hell, guys.  We don't need her permission.  Just pull

up her shirt," Sammy said.  Obviously he was the leader.

     He grabbed the bottom of my tank top and slowly pulled

it up.  I pushed back against the tree keeping the shirt

from riding higher than my upper tummy.  Two of the others,

however, caught on and pushed me away from the tree.

    Sammy soon had my tank top gathered under my armpits.

He held it there staring at my small, pink breasts.

    "Wow!" he said.  "They're not like in Penthouse, but

they sure are nice."

    "Yeah," said another kid as he reach out to touch one.

His little fingers massaged the whole surface, but I

struggled and the top fell partially down.

     Sammy pulled it back up, rolled it and tied it with a

piece of string so it would stay up.  As he tied it up, he

pressed his hard little body against mine and looked right in

my face.  It wasn't until that moment that I realized how

much like Bert he looked.

     Two of the other had pulled their little dicks out and

were stroking them with one hand while tenatively feeling me

up, my tits, my stomach, with the other.  One kid ran his

hand over the front of my shorts and another over my

buns.  Sammy unzipped and unbuckled his pants and let them

fall to his feet.  He had the biggest cock, but it was still

small.  I couldn't take my eyes off of it at first, then

looked down when I saw him looking directly in my eyes and

wink.  He looked just like a miniature Bert!

     A couple of the boys started softly rubbing their cocks

against my legs.

     "Stop that, you guys!  I'll tell."  I was screaming and

crying, but to tell the truth I was extremely horny by this

time.  Seeing those little hard dicks and feeling them

against my legs, had really turned me on. I could feel

myself push against them, their smooth, little hard cocks on

my naked legs!  And my ass started slowly pumping out away

from the tree.  Before I knew it, my crying had stopped and

a soft moaning had begun.

     "Jesus!  She's hot, guys," Billy said.  "Let's strip

her naked!"

    With this, I half came to my senses.  "No!  Please."

But I could feel myself get wetter and wetter and pump a bit

further with my butt away from the tree.

     Bill unsnapped my shorts, hooked his thumbs in the

sides, and began to pull them slowly down.  I kept telling

him to stop, but feeling those little cocks against my

smooth naked legs, I sure didn't mean it.  I was theirs, and

I think they knew it for sure.

    The kids pumping my legs stopped for a minute while my

shorts were pulled down my long legs and I stepped out of

them, still thrusting against the air.  Then they were back

on me, one was big enough to pump my upper thigh and would

occasionally get his cockhead as high as my white panties.

Meanwhile the others were feeling me all over.  I even felt

one boy open my hand which was tied behind the tree and

place his little dick in it.  I squeezed tenderly and pumped

it as much as I could.

     My eyes were closed most of the time and I was moaning

and really loving the smooth needing feel of little hard

cocks pressed all over me from the upper thighs down.  A

couple kids had been feeling my tits and a couple fondled my

pussy from outside my panties.  I was delirious.

    Then I felt someone pulling down my panties and gasped.

I open my eyes just in time to see my panties come down and

my wet little teenage cunt be exposed for all to see.

     Sudeenly they all stopped and stood back, surveying my

twelve-year old body.  There I was, entirely exposed in the

warm light of day, my panties around my knees, standing in

front of six ten-year olds.  Most were almost entirely naked

by this time and all of their little dicks stood up like toy

soldiers at attention.  A couple of them fondled themselves

as they looked at me.




     The boys were quiet.  I thought they might be scared.

I knew I was, but I also knew I was still very horny.

Apparently they were too because they all came back and

began to push against me once more, only this time a couple

ran their fingers through the hair on my pussy and Sammy

even let a finger begin to slip in.  I pushed out and

against him and felt the finger enter me from in front while

I felt two little dicks push against my upper thigh in the

rear and hands caressed my tight, little buns.  One kid even

tried to stick his finger in my asshole, but I pulled

further away and he gave up.

     I have never been so turned on in my life, and the boys

knew it.

     One was sucking on my tits and fingering me while the

other crushed their little cocks against my legs and lower

buttocks and felt me all over.  Little hands caressed my

tits and buns, hands were on my smooth tan calfs, and

trailing over my tummy.  I was thrusting against all of

these sensations, especially against the finger in my cunt.

Then I felt one the of boys kissing my tummy and going lower

and lower with his tongue.  I pushed and squirmed against

him, but he didn't know enough to stick his tongue in me.

He just kissed my pussy above where the other kid fingered


     "Jesus!  This is great!"

     "Let's get her down," said Sammy--then I realized that

it was he who had the finger in my cunt pushing back and

forth as I squirmed and pumped against him.  He knew I

wouldn't run by now.  "Untie her."

     One of the kids fumbled with the rope while I kept

stroking his little hard cock.  It took him a long time.

    I looked at the boys and their hard little dicks.  They

were all naked by now and rubbing their little chests and

hairless legs and dicks all over me.  I watched through

heavily lidded eyes.  Everything looked as though in a glaze

of need.  I wanted to suck some of those dicks and was

praying some of the boys would make me, since I knew I'd be

too shy to initiate the action.

    Soon I was free.  I pretended to try to escape, mostly

for form and to feel their little bodies all over me

stopping me.  I squirmed and thrashed softly in thir arms.

I could feel hands all over me, poking my asshole and

buttocks, all over my cunt.  Sammy had kept his finger in

me and I pushed my pussy bone against his chest as his finger

squirmed like a tight worm inside.   Mouths were kissing

and sucking my tits and butt, boys were humping my calfs and

mouthing my thighs.  I was in heaven!  And so were they.

     Soon they had me on the soft grass.  We kept squirming

and thrashing, kissing and fondling, only now I was kissing

and fondling back.  I grabbed little asses and pulled the

boys on me.  We wrestled and turned.  I kissed one on the

mouth and stuck my tongue in.  He rose up and started

pushing his little dick all over my face.  Here was my

chance, I thought, and I sucked him in.  I could hear him

groan as he turned on his side and tried to fuck my mouth.

     Then I felt a little hard dick between my legs, and

opened them wider.   I was able to see that it was Sammy

between my legs.  He had some trouble but was finally able

to shove himself in and grab my waist.  It's a good thing he

grabbed cause I was starting to climax.  All those little

hands and mouths and dicks, poking and pushing and

caressing and kissing and mouthing every part of my body

had brought me to the edge.  When I felt a little dick

shoved between my buttocks, I knew I couldn't stand it any

longer and began thrashing even harder as I came, squiriming

against Sammy's dick.  I could feel his little ejaculation

in me as the boy in my mouth also came.  Sammy rolled off

and pumped on his dick some more as Billy took his place.

     "Oh, no, " I thought, "My own brother!"  But he felt so

good I fucked him until he shot off.

     "Hello!  What have we here?" came a deep voice from the

edge of the clearing.  It was Bert!

     "What the fuck are you guys doing?"

     "Nothing, Bert.  Honest," Sammy said.

     They were all up and scrambling toward their clothes.

I curled into a tight ball.

     "Relax, boys," Bert said.  "There's no problem.  You're

just getting your first pussy, right?"

     "That's right, Bert," Sammy said as he stopped and

turned back around.

     "That's o.k., guys.  Just so happens here's where I got

my first piece of ass too.  Me and Pete Boggs brought

Maryalice out here when I was thirteen.  Great day.  You

guys are just starting early, that's all."

     By then all the rest of the boys had come back and sat

around my naked body curled on the grass.

     "Who's the chick?"  Bert asked.  Evidently he hadn't

seen my face.  "Why it's Suzi!  Little cousin Suzi!  Suzi Q!

And have I got somethin' for you!"

     He walked over, sat down crosslegged by my face, and lit

up a cigarette.  "You're some hot bitch!  I can tell."

     I closed my eyes and tried to disappear.  I pulled my

knees further up to my chest and lay in a fetal position on

the grass, feeling the warm sun on my back.  Soon I could

feel Bert's hand, larger that all the others, on my back,

rubbing up and down as though he was soothing me.

     "Yeah, you're really something.  So fucking soft.

Blond hair," as he raised a strand of my hair.  By now his

knee was directly in front of my face.  "You want a real man

to take care of you, Suzi?"

     I shook my head no.  I was scared and terribly

embarrassed.  I'd begun trembling uncontrollably.

     His hand went lower and lower down my back until it

rested on my buttocks.

     "Well, you won't mind if I just show the guys how to

treat a woman, will you?"

     I was confused and shook my head no again.  Which is

not what I wanted to do.  I wanted to say I did mind, but

that wasn't really the truth.  So I guess my body

involuntarily told the truth when my mind tried to lie.

     "Good," and Bert's hand slipped down between my

buttocks, moved softly over my asshole and started lightly

stroaking my pussy.

    "Such a pretty blond puss!  Oh, you're going to like me,

baby!  I got a hot hard one for you.  Come on, guys, help me

turn her over."

     And I could feel all those little hands on me again,

with one set of larger hands, pulling me out of my fetal

position.  Again I squirmed and got hotter and hotter as I

struggled.  But this time I struggled to really get free.  I

didn't want to let Bert see me completely naked.  I was

getting hotter and hotter as the boys' naked bodies rubbed

against mine and a couple little dicks got hard again.  I

could also feel the large hands on me, holding my waist

while the boys were opening me up like a flower in the sunshine.

I tried to move from side to side but the boys held my legs

and arms apart.

     One boy took off one of my sneakers and, as he held my

foot, he sat rubbing his little hard dick against the

insole.  It tickled and I laughed though my fear and


    "Yeah, you're gonna like it, ain't you?" said Bert.

    Despite myself, I nodded and opened my eyes slightly,

enough to see him stand up and start taking off his shirt.

The sun was in my eyes but I watched as best as I could as he

took off his clothes.  I did get a good view as he pulled

down his jeans and jockey shorts and his hard cock bobbed

out.  God it was big.  So much bigger than the boys' dicks.

     "Now just hold her still, guys.  Watch this."  He knelt

between my legs but instead of putting his dick right in me

he lay with his upper body on my legs and his head on my

tummy like on a pillow.  I could feel his dick on my lower

calf and could feel his rubbing it up and down against

my soft flesh.  I was lost again, prisoner to my lust, and

I thrust my pussy up against his chest, squirming and

pushing my pussy bone around and around against him.

    "Now here's how to eat out a chick," Bert said to his

students.  The boys had let go of me, realizing I wasn't

going anywhere, and were watching him closely.  He bent his

head down further on my body and softly, slowly began

licking up and down my crack.  I tried to push against him so

his tongue would go in, but he would just pull back

slightly.  This was his demonstration, and I knew it.  He lay

licking me and carressing my buttocks, pulling them apart,

then my tummy, then my tits, then bring one hand down to

where his mouth was and finger me while he talked to the

boys, all of whom sat around my naked body in a circle.

     "See her little pussy lips?"  He asked and they nodded.

(I was going crazy, my head going back and forth on the warm

grass and my hands on the top of his head, trying to shove

him back down.)  "Now watch as I stick my tongue in between

them.  Watch her reaction."  And he stuck his tongue into me

making me moan and thrash on the grass.  His hands all over

my ass, tummy, titties and legs, then two fingers in my cunt

again as he gave further instructions.  "Now If I stick it

straight in and bring it up to the top of her cunt on the

inside, I can really get her going.  And he replaced his

fingers with his tongue, driving it straight into me and

then up, dragging it back and forth across my clit as I

shuddered and gasped, shoved his head further down with one

hand and grabbed a tit with my other, bringing my legs up

around his body and locking them, trying to pull the slick,

hot tongue further and further inside, grinding my pussy

against his face, and moaning uncontrollably.  Meanwhile his

hands roamed all over my body and I could occasionally feel

small hands in my armpits, on my breasts, caressing my legs.

I could even feel one kid straddle my face and shove his

stiff little dick in my mouth.  I sucked and tongued him for

all I was worth until he shot his tiny load and rolled off

of me.

    "Enough of the demonstration, guys.  Now It's time I get

my reward."  Bert said as he raised up despite my thrashing

and trying to pull his face back into my blond pussy.  He

moved up, rubbing against me the entire way, his cock up my

thighs.  He carressed my tits and brought his beautiful cock

to the entrance of my pussy.   I tried to push down onto it,

but he held me beneath my armpits with he sucked my tits,

licking them and my belly all over as I thrashed beneath him

with a need I'd never known before.

     Soon he rose up and kissed me, shoving his tongue,

sweet with my juices, far into my mouth,  I shoved mine, in

turn, into his as I tried to grab his ass and pull his dick

into me, but he apparently like to tease and would only rub

his cock up and down over my pussy lips then bring the head

to my entrance, shove it a fraction of the way in and then

withdraw it, again raking it across my pussy bone and pussy


     "You gotta beg me to fuck you if you want it."

     "Oh, yes, I want it," I whispered to him then shoved my

tongue back in his mouth and swirled it around waiting for

him to take me.  I mashed my mouth against his, moving it

around until it almost hurt my teeth and jaws.

     But he only brought the head back to the entrance and

shoved it half way in.  I tried as hard as I could to push

down and impale myslef, but his hands, planted beneath my

armpits, prohibited me going lower.  So I was reduced to

flopping agaisnt him, grinding down on half a cockhead and

squeeling for more.

     "No, no, Suzi.  Louder.  You gotta beg so all the guys

can hear."

     Shy as I was, I couldn't stand it any longer.  "Please

fuck me," I said outloud.  And he shove a bit more of the

cock head in.  I felt great, but again he held back as I

squirmed and tried to force him in further, grabbing his

buttocks and pulling.  "Please fuck me MORE."  And his

cock went further in.  Now I could move without it falling

out.  It was passed the cockhead and felt fat and slick in

me.  "FUCK ME WITH YOUR COCK!"  and he shoved another inch




     And he shoved deeper and deeper and started to thrust

in and out with slow deliberate movements as I tried to

quicken the pace and wrapped my legs around his ass shoving

myself up at him as he drilled that beautiful hot cock into

me and grabbed my ass and drilled me harder and harder, and

quicker and quicker, and I could hear the boys gasp as he

pulled out almost all the way then shoved in me so deep I

thought I was going to vomit.  He was hard and hot and

really knew how to fuck, drilling me with stong, hard

strokes and bending down and lapping my tits, my pink tits,

as I pulled him into me with my legs and carressed his back

and butt with my legs and his hands all over my legs,

fucking my mouth with his, then tonguing my tits, and I felt

so good I knew I wanted to feel like this forever or maybe

forever or maybe

    And he want faster and faster and harder, kissing me and

licking me.  And I shook and squirmed and felt every part of

him I could, even pushing my hand between us so I could feel

him as he went in and out, and I even fingered myself a bit,

embarrassing myself in front of the boys who giggled and

gasped and pulled on their little goaty dicks as they

watched, and I happened to look up at Sammy and he winked

then I saw Bert's face who was fucking me harder and harder

and he winked too, then shoved all the way in, higher than

ever before, pulled almost all the way out and did this over

and over very quickly until he was going to cum and I knew

it and I was going to cum too, and he shoved in even deeper

and bigger than ever before, grabbing my ass and pulling me

way in, and my legs pulled him even harder and he shot a

load of hot, sticky cum way down in me then a half stroke

and another hot load, then another and more cum and over and

again, both of us cumming and moaning and twisting and

pawing and fucking and loving it.  My first real time with a

man!  Whata hump.

    And after his last load squirted deep inside, I just

kept rubbing against him and he pushed in me in circles so I

could feel his dick all around, so hard and lovely, and full

and hot.  And we lay in the sun sweating and caressing each

other, and I could hear the boys get up and go get their

clothes and put them on, but we just lay there kissing and

squirming slightly in each others arms, and I knew I was in

love for the first time and that I would do anything for

him.  And I could hear the boys gathering up their rope and

magazines.  And he stayed hard in me and licked the sweat

from my tits.  And I could feel his cum leak out of my young

cunt and down the crack of my ass, cool and sticky in the

afternnon.  And I could hear the boys walk away as we kissed

and licked each others' shoulders and ears and hair and

eyelids. And he stayed hard inside me.  And the sun went

down behind the treeline and I could feel my body cool in

the late afternoon except where his body rested on mine or

where his tongue licked at my sweat.  And I could feel the

cum dry stickly in my ass crack.  And nothing mattered but

love and sex, that hard cock only now beginning to go soft

as we held one another.

     The next night my parents and aunt and uncle took the

younger kids to see a movie and go to the icecream parlor.

They asked me if I wanted to go, but I looked at Bert and

saw him signal "no" with his eyes.

     "We'll just stay home and play some cards, o.k.?"

     "Yeah, I'm kinda tired.  It's o.k. if I just stay home

with Bert, huh?"

     Our parents saw nothing wrong with the arrangement and

I was in heaven!  At least until Sarah, my cousin, said she

wanted to stay home too.

     I looked at Bert, but he shrugged, smiled and looked

away.  Great, I thought, now we've got a damn chaporone!

     After out parents let with the younger ones, we got

out the card table and set it up in front of the t.v.  There was

a movie on about World War II.  Bert shuffled the cards and

began to deal.  Sarah disappeared into her room, and I

thought this might turn out alright after all.

     "What do you wanta play, honey?"  Bert asked.  It was

the first time he'd called me that and I felt all warm and

loose inside suddenly.  If only Sarah hadn't stayed home!

     "How 'bout hearts?"  I said, blushing.  He reached

over and held my hand.

     Just then Sarah came back into the room.  "Caught you!"

she screamed and laughed.

     I pulled my hand back quickly.

     "I know you're lovebirds," Sarah teased.

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G," she sang out. "Too bad for you tonight!  I

just called some friends to come over," Sarah said and winked

at Bert.  "The whole gang's coming!  Ha!"

     I felt very dissapointed.  Here I thought Bert and I

were going to be alone all evening, but now I come to find

out the house will be full of Sarahs' friends.  No chance

for Bert and me tonight, I thought.

     I got up and started toward the room I shared with


     "Hey, Where you going?"  Bert asked.

     "Oh, I'm tired.  I think I'll lie down for awhile," I


     As I walked down the hall toward the room, I heard Bert

say, "Fuck this movie!"  And I hear him get up and walk


     Well, that's it, I thought as I lay down on the bed.  I

dozed off into a dissappointed half-dream state.

     I woke up hearing the sound of a bunch of guys and

girls in the next room.  I could hear the t.v. and the sound

of glasses.  "So, they're going to have a party," I thought.

I rolled onto my side and tried to fall back to sleep.  The

room was dark and I was very sad.  "Bert's probably even got

a girl friend out there now," I thought.

     I feel back into a half sleeping state but was wakened

up when I heard the door open.

     "Suzi?  Are you awake?"  It was Sarah.

     "No." I said, hoping she'd go away.

     "Suzi?  Please come out and join the party.  You'll

have fun."

     I just lay there.

     "Bert wants you to come out," she said half tenderly,

half in a singsong mocking tone.

     "Oh, o.k."  I pulled myself up and walked into the next


     There were about five girls and two guys besides Bert

and Sarah.  The girls looked to be about my age, that is all

12 or 13, but the boys looked like Bert's friends.  I was

surprised.  Everyone was watching the t.v.  Where I come

from, nobody watches t.v. at a party except nerds. I was

about ready to laugh when I happened to look at the set.

There on the screen was a naked woman on all fours on a bed

while a man fucked her from behind.  I gasped out loud.  I'd

never seen anything like it.

                           Chapter 3

     There were about five girls and two guys besides Bert

and Sarah.  The girls looked to be about my age, that is all

12 or 13, but the boys looked like Bert's friends.  I was

surprised.  Everyone was watching the t.v.  Where I come

from, nobody watches t.v. at a party except nerds. I was

about ready to laugh when I happened to look at the set.

There on the screen was a naked woman on all fours on a bed

while a man fucked her from behind.  I gasped out loud.  I'd

never seen anything like it.

     "Hey, Suzi!  Sweet Sue," Bert said when he saw me.

"Comeon o'er here.  Hey, guys, meet sweet Sue . . . and I

outta know."  And he winked at me.

     I was flustered and shocked, but managed to mutter

hello to those who greeted me.

     The three guys sat on the couch and three girls were on

the floor in front of the t.v.  One girl, a beautiful

redhead with long legs sat in the easy chair.  Her tits were

already fairly well developed and she wore a bra.  Sarah had

left me standing there and went into the kitchen and began

talking to a blond.

     I wanted to get away from what I saw on the screen--

where a naked man was fucking a naked woman from behind with

long, sure strokes--so I walked into the kitchen, pretending

to be interested in what Sarah and the blond were talking


     "But if we fill 'em back up with water they'll never

know.  Not if we do it right," the blond was saying.

     "Gosh.  I don't want to get caught, though," Sarah


     "Don't worry.  Leave it to me."

     "Hey, Suzi, where'd you go?" Bert yelled from the

living room.  "Get in here.  I want you to see something."

     I didn't know what to do but I knew I loved Bert and

his request was so strong I just had to go back into the

living room.

     "Come here, honey.  Sit between me and Steve."

     I walked over and Steve, a handsome blond, moved over

on the couch.  As soon as I sat down, Bert's arm was over my

back and his hand rested on my shoulder which he squeezed in

a brotherly sort of way.  I melted toward him while I was

still afraid.  I think I was shaking some at the time, too.

     "Look at that," he pointed to the screen.  The naked

lady was now on her back, and as the man kept fucking her,

her legs went over his butt, her ankles locked and she bent

her kness abruptly, pulling him further in.  I then noticed

the sounds, or rather shouts, from the two on the screen.

The lady's face was thrown back, a sheen of sweat covered

her face, eyes shut in sweat ecstasy.  He was belching deep

animal grunts, she was screeching and humping wildly.

     The redhead in the chair was transfixed by the screen

and was absentmindly rubbing her thigh below her shorts.

Two of the girls on the floor were shivering and I began

trembling harder.  I couldn't control myself.  It was too

much, too fast.  I felt like I was going to be sick, but I

was really just sick in lust and fear and . .  .

     "God!" said Steve, "Look at 'em go."  And he

self-consciously rearranged the position of his hardon in

his trousers.  "Jesus!  Look at that."

     I turned back to the screen only to see a closeup of

the big dick parting puffed pussy lips on the screen.  The

thick cock would pull all the way out sometimes, and when I

saw the fat red head bobbing around trying to find its way

back in I fell as though I would pee my pants and vomit at

the same time, although I had to do neither of these things.

All I could imagine is having that fat cock with its jolly

red head poking around my young cunt trying to find its way

in between my tender lips.

     Jesus, I was getting horny.  I could only breathe in

short sips and didn't seem able to catch my breath.  My

shivering came in spasms.  I kept hoping that I'd put a

sweater on, but I knew that a sweater wouldn't have helped.

I wasn't cold, although it felt that way.  I hugged myself

trying to make it stop, but only seemed to quake harder.  I

tried to look down at the rug but kept looking back up at

the screen, then over at the redhead, who began moaning

softly.  Her hands were now rubbing her upper thighs below

and above the line of her shorts.  Then she tenatively began

to rub her chest outside her blouse, then back over her

thighs, parting her legs and moaning louder.   I was

uncontrollably quaking as with a major fever by this time.

     "Goddamn!"  Steve said.  "I didn't know it would have

that effect on Red.  Jesus, Red, you're beautiful when you

get like that.  Let me help you."

     And Steve went over to the chair and knelt in front of

the redhead, who suddenly looked slightly embarassed, but

continued rubbing her thighs and tits.  Steve pushed her

legs apart and knelt between them on the floor.  He, too,

began to rub her upper thighs, then over her knees and

calves, and up the under side of her lower thighs while he

rubbed his face along her thighs, pushing his head,

eventually, up into her lap.  He shoved his chin into where

her upper pussy must have been beneath her shorts, and she

pushed out against him and squirmed all over in the chair.

All this time she kept carressing her breasts while running

her fingers through his hair.  Gradually her right hand

slipped under her blouse and, I could tell, beneath her bra

squeezing her right tit.

     At the same time, Bert was rubbing my legs and one of

the girls on the floor had come up to sit next to me, but

she pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them,

shivering.  The other boy on the sofa held her in his arms

in a friendly sort of way as though he was trying to warm

her up.

     But we were all warm enough already as we watched the

two on the screen fucking and occasionally watched Steve and

the redhead who now had her long legs over his shoulders

moving back and forth and he caressed them.

    Suddenly the man on the screen grunted even lounder and

pulled his cock from the woman's cunt and began to shoot his

cum all over her belly.  She pushed agaisnt him and squirmed

all around, rubbing the cum all over her tummy and onto her

hard tits.

     "Godamn!"  Two or three of us said in unison.  When I

looked back at the redhead, Steve was slowly pulling down

her shorts.  Her long, soft legs were pshed out straight in

order that he could get them down.  When they reached her

tennis shoes, he stopped, untied her shoes with shaking

fingers.  This took an agonizingly long time and I was

shivering uncontrollably as he finally pulled them off,

carressed her feet and pulled off her shorts.  Then he

reached for her pretty white panties which he pulled off


     "Goddam!"  Said Bert.  "Look at that pretty red cunt."

     I was amazed at how beautiful Red looked.  Her young

teenage cunt was graced with a fine coating of light red

pubic hair.  It looked even finer than my light blond pussy

hair and I felt like I wanted to touch it.  The light hair

glistened invitingly in the soft light.  But I didn't have

long to admirte her aince Steve shoved his face back into

her lap after pulling her white cotten panties over her long

legs and off her feet.  From what I had learned the other

day, I know he was probalby tonguing her.  Her legs came

back over his shoulders and she scooted back down in the

chair to give him better access.

     "Wait a minute!"  Bert said.  He got up, walked over,

and started unbuttoning Red's blouse.

     Her eyes opened in sudden fright and recognition, but

Steve must have been working wonders on her because she

slowly closed her eyes again with an almost catlike purr and

shoved against his tongue, moaning, "Oh, yes.  Yes.  Yes.


   Just then Sarah bounced back into the room with a tray of

filled glasses.  "Hey, why are you guys all so quiet."

   When she looked over where we were now all looking and

saw Steve and the redhead, all she said was, "Oh.  Goodie."

   She set down the tray and went over and helped Bert take

off Red's blouse and bra--which wasn't easy since she was

squirming all over in the chair and since she had slid down

till her naked butt was at the edge.

   "Come on, guys.  Look at this!"  Sarah beckoned.

   We all timidly came forward to stand around the chair.  I

didn't want to, but I didn't want to be left out either.

Besides, I was mucho horny by this time and even

occasionally rubbed myself outside my shorts.

   Now I could see Steve's tongue working its wonders in the

cute redhead's cunt and, occasionally, licking down her

behind while plunging two fingers in her.  I could also see

her beautiful tits.  And when I say "beautiful," I mean

"beautiful."  They were simply lovely.  Soft and large (it

seemed to me then) and heaving under the soft glow of the

light.  The pink nipples puckered out as though they were

proud little men waiting to be kissed.  Bert must have seen

the same thing, because he sucked one into his mouth, then

licked all around her tit.

     I was jealous.  But horny too.  I shove my cunt into

the chiar back and pushed and rubbed.  A couple of the other

girls seemed to be doing the same thing.

    Then I looked  up in shock to see Sarah and one of the

other guys standing in the middle of the floor squiriming

against each other while he pulled down her shorts and

panties and she unbuttoned his shirt.  Things were getting

weird!  And I was scared.  I wanted to get fucked, right

then and there.  I didn't care by who, though I preferred

Bert or (I hate to say it) the man on the screen with his

fat dick capped with its bobbing red head.   But I would

have taken on any of the guys at  that point.  Or maybe any

of the girls.  But I was also scared and wanted just to go

back to bed and curl up under the covers.  I thought if I

did maybe this shaking would go away.  Maybe I could stop

all this lust and fear and humiliation.  Maybe I could stop

it now, because I knew if I didn't I was trapped for life in

an endless cycle of lust and fulfillment and fear and sex

and love and cunt and cock and . . .

     It was a close place and I knew it.  And I looked down

and saw my cunt pushing against the chair and my tummy

heaving and peeking out from under my pullover, and I

grabbed the bottom of the pullover and I pulled it up.

     "Alright, I'll go to hell," I said to myself as I

pulled the top over my head baring my small breasts.  And I

felt two hands come around from behind me and grabbed my

tits while someone shoved against me from behind.

     It was a girl!  I could see her hand with long nails

and feel the soft hands caressing my nipples and tits and

tummy as one hand snaked down over my shorts and squeezed my

cunny from the outside.  GOD I was fucking hot!  I squirmed

and moaned and let her turn me around and kiss me shoving

her tongue into my mouth.  It was the cute littl brunette

who had been sitting in front of the t.v.

   Now we both shook uncontrollably as she grabbed my ass

and shoved against me and then slid down kissing my neck and

collarbone and the tops of my little tits then the nipples

as she pulled my pants and panties down in one swift move

and I stood there goddamn naked in front of everyone,

fucking near to tears and vomit and pissing myself.

   I realized that except for Sarah and her boyfriend (it

that's what he was) and Steve and the redhead, everyone was

looking straight at me.  At my tits.  At my ass.  At my

tummy.  At my blond pussy.  And I goddamn near cried, but I

still shook with lust and fear, as I tried to cover myself.

     "Relax," said Bert.  "Don't hide that perfect little

pussy.  Let us look at you."

     I closed my eyes and stood there, steppping out of my

panties and shorts and letting the brunette take off my

shoes as she felt up my smooth legs.  I was shaking harder

than I'd ever shaken before but the second I felt Bert's

hand on my tit, I calmed down.  I had been like a ship sweep

away, rudderless in high seas, but the second his hand

touched me, the seas were calm and my little boat was headed

toward port.  Or maybe I'm confusing my metaphors.  Anyway,

I calmed down real fast.  That is, I was still afraid and

shaking with lust and shame, but I no longer felt the vomit

well up within me nor my bladder go queasy.

     I could see, then, the brunette undressing before me as

Bert stroked me from behind--my breats, my thighs, my sides.

I pushed back into him.  God, she was beautiful, too.  Not

as stunning as the redhead, maybe, but short and sultry with

a thick curling patch of cunt hair.  I looked soft as a

bird's wing, and I unconsciously leaned forward to stroke it

as she stepped toward me and hugged me from in front.  I

could feel Bert reach around her now and pull us two tightly

together.  He grabbed her buns, stroking them, then pulled

them toward me as he shoved agaisnt my buns from behind.

Our naked cunts were touching!

     I was shocked and embarrassed. I want to say something

to her.  Like "I'm sorry" as though we had bumped together

in a bus.  But I couldn't speak.  My mouth was full of her

tongue and my heart full of burning, jumping lust.  She

gently pulled me down toward the ground and Bert let go, but

I resisted.  Not only didn't I know what to do with another

naked girl, but I was scared of my own passion and

embarrassed to do anything while others watched.  Yet the

brunette insisted and I slowly fell to my knees where we

both rubbed against each other while feeling each other up.

God, her tits were ripe and hard poking into mine and her

naked buns were firm under my hand as I poked and stroked

and cupped them trying to pull her cunt into mine.

     Gradually we fell to the floor where we rolled around,

squirming our naked flesh against each other and touching

each other everywhere.  I mostly kept my eyes closed out of

my embarrassment, but when I open them I saw Stave, now

naked rubbing the brunette's back and buns as she was over

me.  His cock was hard and bobbing out in front of him.  I

wanted to touch it.  I wanted to fuck it.  Or swallow it.

Or all three all at once, but the brunette was kepping me

busy.  I suddenly felt her fingers in my cunt squishing

around and I circled my hips, pushing up as she pushed her

face down across my body then started fucking my naked cunt

with her tongue.

     J E S U S !!!!!!   I'd never, never, never, ever felt

anything like it.  I shoved my cunt against her face and

moved it all around.  I bucked and held her head, trying to

get more of her tongue into me.  I was shameless.  Imagaine,

in front of all these guys and girls.  I looked up and

noticed that most of them were naked too and only a few

watched us as they stroked each other or fucked.  We bumped

into Sarah and the other guy on the floor and they were

fucking their brains out.  I reached out and felt between

Sarah's legs where the guy's cock was going in and out.

     But then I noticed that the brunette was turnign me

around.  Oh, her tongue was still in my wet little pussy,

but she moved around while moving me, too.  Soon her cunt

was right above my face and her sweet legs were either side

of my head.  "What does she expect me to do," I wondered.

But as I looked her soft black pussy in the eye, so to

speak, I had the uncontrollable urge to touch it and stroke

it and--I'm embarrassed to say--to lick it.  So I grabbed

her butt and pulled her down while shoving my head up

between her legs.  OH, GOD!  I could smell that sweet pussy

and it was good.

     I rubbed my nose then my chin over her soft, puffy,

teenage cunt then stuck my tongue in.  "Well, if I'm going

to Hell, " I thought, "I might as well go whole hog!"  And I

licked and licked and pulled her tight against me and shoved

my little soft titties into her stomach and squirmed against

her, and we licked each other and made wet girly love till

our bodies glistened with light on the livingroom floor then

I could tell that the brunette wanted me to roll over on top

of her and we managed to roll over, squirming against each

other, without taking our tongues out of each other's tails,

mashing our cunts into each others faces, when suddenly I

felt someone's hot dick pushing up against my cunt as well

as the brunette's tongue and I pushed back, slowly and

tenatively (but, boy, was I hot!) against it, feeling it as

it began to enter me, and I could feel the head pop in and

it felt so fucking big I dind't know was was next, heaven or

hell, but I shoved back and the cock shove a bit further in

and I could feel each hot rib and vein, each bump of the fat

cock as it pushed pashed my pussy lips and into the opeing

of my canel, and It felt like trying to shove a hot turkey

neck down someone's throat as it entered me so fucking

slowly and filling me up so I thought I'd simply DIE, while

the brunette kept lapping at me, adn squirming under me, her

ripe little tits moving allove, and I could feel the guy now

wrap one of his hands around my waist and the other grabbed

one of my tits (and boy! did THAT feel good!), and he pulled

into me harder and harder, thrusting his hot cock into me

evey meaty vein bumping me from the inside and making me

clamp down and squeez hime like I was trying to stop the

flow of piss, then his face came next to mine and I saw it

was Steve, the hot blond guy who'd tongues the beautiful

redhead, and I tried to lick his face as if I was a puppy

getting it for the first time,but I kept at the brunette's

cunt too, and I could feel her shudder beneath me, shaking

and quaking and screaming as I fucked her faster with my

tongue and Steve grabbed my tits, fucking into me and bit

down ever so softly on my ear and JESUS! it was great just

it was like in the dry heaves only without having to puke,

just the heaves of love and cock and sweat and cunt, I

guess, slicking the brunette's juices all over my face,

shoving my chin, now my nose, now my tongue again into her

cunt, still ashamed but loving it, loving every fucking

second and every fucking inch and every knob and ridge of

Steve's cock as he slammed into me like we were going over a

gadamn waterfall and everything, the whole room rocking,

bumping into naked people, me still ashamed but fucking

fucking sucking slick in the hot love of tit and cunt and

the big veiny meat cock going in and out and I looked and

saw the readhead, buck naked on the floor beside us on her

back and Bert kneeling between her knees and slowly he

fucked that cock I love so much into her and she must'a been

damn tight cause she had to squirm like a wild duck to get

it in, there thrashing beside us as Bert pulled back then

fucked her some more and with Steve in my tail I felt like I

could feel Bert's cock in me too, and I reached out and

grabbed the redhead's hand and she looked as me and between

her groaning and sweating she smiled and squeezed my hand

like we were now sisters in the art of fuck and I was so

damn happy and proud (but still quite ashamed) I burst all

over as I felt Steve chunk a load of hot teenage sperm

deeping into my pearly insides and I was STEWED, dadgummed

it, like a marshmellow over the fucking fire melting and

burning all over everyone and everything, the brunette

squirming and thrashing beneath me, and I could feel her

titties all over my tummy, she was still licking me and I

could tell her damn burst just then, too, because she

fucking near bucked me into the next room and thrashed for

what seemed like fourteen minutes as I grabbed onto her buns

and kept sucking her and taking Steve's hot, cummed-slick

cock up my cunt, it dripping all over the brunette's face as

she kept her tongue wagging in me like a munchkin, before we

all collapsed and just kept softly thrusting and humping and

whimpering and moving so we could feel the absolute most of

each others skin and cocks and cunts and tits and little

buns, and in some backroom of my mind I could hear the

redhead screaming for what sounded like the longest time as

she came and thrashed up into Bert's cock, but it seemed all

slow motion to me as I struggled to half open my eyes, the

brunette still softly licking, then what seemed like hours

later we could feel them roll into us and we kept humping

and kissing cunts and tummies a little like Christmas

afternoon after all the packages are unwrapped but you get to look at all your stuff and feel and play with it, and we

stroked them and they stoked us, occasionally pinching a tit

or squeezing an butt, and it felt like we were all in cotten

balls all over us so soft and foggy and warm, but still

Steve's hard dog up my tail, now softening a bit, and, gosh,

it was fun, and we lay still.

Just then I noticed that I had quit shaking some time ago.

                          Chapter 4

     My life had turned into a heaven of love and sex, sex

and love.  The night of the party I slept like a blistered

log in a fireplace.  That is, I tossed and turned in the

sweet agony of sex all night, dripping and stewing in my

juices.  Once, I felt Sarah's little hand on my slick pussy,

but we were both too tired (and I was too confused) to do

anything.  Sarah had fucked two guys that night and I had

fucked Steve and the brunette.


     Yes, I was in love with love.  In love with Bert.  With

the brunette.  With Steve and Steve's ripe, ridged cock.

And, BOY!, with the redhead.  I had watched her climax and

held her hand, and now all I could do was think of her.

Well, of her and Bert.   And . . .  Well, and everything, I

guess.  I was at it and I was going whole hog.  I had

decided to stay the course.

     Yet I still hoped, secretly, that my desires would stop

with the summer.  That I'd never drag my slut self home from

Maine.  Little did I know that my glands would know NO

containment.  Never again was I able . . .

    But the story of that summer is not yet over.  NOT BY A

LONG SHOT!  Or, I should say, a long squirt.

    For two days I wandered as in a sexual dream.  I was

hooked and I knew it.  But this was one fish that didn't

want to spit the hook.  Besides, it was set firmly in my

jaw.  And I mentally thrashed and squirmed in the agony of

it.  LOVE.  And SEX.  COCK.  And CUNT.  Not to mention


     Love.  Sweet and savory.  I couldn't (and still can't)

at times think of much else.  When my motor gets warm--and

sometimes it takes just the sight of a pair of tight buns to

warm it--I can think of nothing else.  I've been known to go

for days, if not sexually satisfied, thinking and swooning

in thoughts of sex.  Once I get turned on, in other words,

there's only one way to turn me off.  And that is, of

course, to HAVE me.  To fuck me right and proper.  To belly

slap with me.  To tongue me and spank my ass.  To shove a

big dick up my cunt.  To hold me and love me, naked in your


     Eight times in the following three days Bert took me on

long walks in the woods and eight times we fucked our brains

out.  He would take me to the clearing and then have me

strip naked.  He would have me do it slowly, one article of

clothes at a time.  He would remain fully clothed.  Then he

would make me turn around and touch myself here or there.

He'd make me feel up my little pink titties, or smooth my

hand back and forth over my tummy, or finger my cunt while

squeezing my tits.  He'd be still dressed and the whole

thing would make me feel so naked and naughty, especially

when he'd have me turn around backward and bend over with a

finger in my pussy.  Sometimes he would feel me up as I

stood there.   He'd stick a finger in me and wag it around

till I'd be squirming all over.  Or he'd kiss my thighs and

belly while grabbing my calfs or squeezing my butt.  He'd

suck on my titties sometimes.  Boy oh boy, was I hot!

     Once he made me walk around for a half hour with just

my tennis shoes and pullover on.  GOD!  I felt so naughty

and naked.  Then he had me pull my pullover up so it covered

my face and he came and felt me up all over while my arms

were straight up in the air and my face covered.  As he

palyed with my cunt, squeezing it softly like a furred

tennis ball, he said, "Just like a peach!  A ripe, tender

peach, with soft cheeks."  And he stuck a finger in.  I

squirmed like a bitch, but he pulled away and just made me

stand there like that as he smoothed my stomach and squeezed

my naked butt.

     After he'd play with me, sometimes for up to an hour,

he'd strip down and make me suck his cock.  He really taught

me how.  I know I'd done it before.  By instinct.  But Bert

gave me technique.  He'd lay down and have me wrap my right

hand around his cock and squeeze it and rub it up and down

until it felt like a it was ready to break.  Then he'd have

me shove it into one of my little tits where he'd rub it all

around.  After that he'd have me curl my little lips around

the head and gently swirl my tongue all around and over the

pee hole, but especially right under the head as I'd let him

go further and further in my mouth, still gently pumping

with my hand.  GOD, I loved it.  I was usually leaking by

this time and would rub my cunny on his lower leg up and

down and around and around, my belly pressing into his knee,

etc.  And right before he's start to cum, I would start

rubbing his flat stomach with my other hand and stroking him

harder while bringing my tongue up and down and up and down

the soft, secret underside of his cock bulging with cum, my

mouth going up and down as far as I could, then I'd clamp

those lips around his cock and hang the fuck on cause he'd

try to buck me off as he would pump spurt after hot spurt of

pure teenaged cum into my mouth.

     But this was never enough for Bert.  Hell no!  He then

turn me over and fuck me there in the grass, his still hard

cock pushing through my little pink cunny lips, and grabbing

my titties from behind.  Or he'd take me "straight" (as I

called it then and now), with his chest on mine and my legs

thrashing all around, then up over his naked butt and

clamped about his waist.

     A few times as we fucked I thought him and the redhead,

about the time I watched him fuck the beautiful redhead and

how we held hands and all.  And once I felt like I was the

redhead.  I mean, I could even imagine her face being mine,

so I'd not be surprised if I would have seen her if I'd look

in the mirror.  And I thought her cunt was mine.  And her

ripe breasts.  And, shy as I was, I would rub myself, my

tits and cunt, while Bert fucked me.

     Bert seemed to like this.

     After the seventh time, as we lay there in the grass,

Bert said, "Steve's coming over this afternoon.  I want you

to come out here with both of us."

     "No, Bert.  I can't believe you'd ask me to do that,"

but even as I answered I thought of Steve and his hard cock

and I knew I wanted fucked again by him.  I started

trembling softly there in the grass.

     "Listen, Suzi.  I like fucking you and I think you know

you're someone special to me.  If you want to keep on seeing

me and having sex fun, you'd better be ready to come out

here at about this afternoon!  Be ready about one."  And he

left me laying there shaking on the soft grass as he dressed

and ran back to the house.

     I went back and cleaned up and ate lunch and changed

clothes.  I put on my tightest white shorts over plain

cotten panties and wore a yellow pullover which accented my

blond hair.  Still, a part of me was too embarrassed to want

to go and get naked in front of two boys, even if they were

such hunks.  But all through lunch I could only think of

both Steven and Bert naked, theri hard cocks sticking far

out from their bellies.  I squirmed all over my chair and

found I was shaking again.  I almost choked on my baloney.

Getting dressed was also frustrating.  I wanted to fuck

myself right there as I slipped my cotton panties up my

tanned legs and over my pouting cunt. JESUS!  Each item of

cloths felt like a boy's hands all over me.  I keep shaking

and hugging myself.  I felt like I was going to fly apart

with lust and fear and shame.  I knew what was coming, and I

dreaded it and lusted after it at the same time.  I was a

shameless slut but wanted to be a good girl with a good

reputation and live the all American life.  If only I could

do that and be fucked every minute of my life . . .

     Steve and Bert were in the front room when I came down.

I couldn't look Steve in the face, but I mumbled hello and

walked outside with them and down the path into the woods.

The boys walked ahead, and this gave me a good opportunity

to look over Steve's hot buns inside his thight jeans and

notice both boys' muscular builds.  Bert was dark and

handsome in a brooding, aristrocratic way.  Steve was blond

and handsome in a little boy way.  Both were hunks!  And I

couldn't wait.  But, at the same time, I was terribly


     Bert and Steve sat down and lit cigarettes when we got

to the clearing.  I went over to Bert's side and began to

sit, but he said, "No.  You keep staning.  Over there.  In

front of us."

     "Now, turn around," he instructed.  "Slowly."

     And I did.  Wearing the white shorts and pullover in

front of these tow guys who were looking me all over made me

feel terribly ashamed and, even, nanked.  My shaking

increased and I tried to hug myself with my arms to make it


     "NO!" Bert shouted.  "Hands to your side.  Just keep

turning till I tell you to stop."

     The boys smoked and I turned and shook.

     "Okay, Suzi, unsnap your shorts."

     "No, Bert.  Don't make me do that."  I couldn't even

look at Steve.

     "Do as I say, Suzi.  It'll be o.k.  Trust me."  His

voice was soft but firm.

     I reached with both hands and unsnapped them.  My

fingers were shaking pretty bad.

     "Now let them fall down your legs."

     "Oh, God, Bert!  Please?"  I looked at him, pleading

with all my might.

     "Do as I say," his voice was soft, but firm.  I let the

shorts slide slowly don my tanned legs.  I was shaking and

on the verge of tears.

     "Now pull down those sweet undies, lil' Sue."

     I was too far gone now to stop, I mean even if I'd

wanted to, but I didn't.  I hooked my thumbs on either side

and bent down, slowly pulling down my underpants.  I knew

Bert liked me to do this real slow, so I did it slow this

time, stopping at my knees a moment.

     "Freeze!"  Bert said.

     I knew this game, too.  I was half bent over, my naked

butt slighly sticking out, my panties around my knees, my

blond pussy mostly hid between the valley of my closed

thighs, a few blond wisps of hair sticking out.

     "Now, let go of your panties and caress your thighs."

     I couldn't look at the boys so I closed my eyes as my

shaking hand stroked my upper thighs.  GOD!  I was getting

into it.  I felt so naked and HOT rubbing myself before

these two hunks!  Gradually I let a hand rub my buns as the

other came around in front and cupped (very softly) my cunt,

and slowly rubbed until I realized what I was doing and

quickly let that hand come up under my pullover and rub my


     "Goddamn!  Look at her!" I heard Steve say.  "She's

great!  What a hot pussy!"

     When I heard that I started visibly shaking with lust

and shame and I stopped rubbing myself except letting my

hands caress my upper thighs like I was putting on sun

lotion or something.

     "Now pull up your top," Steve said.

     "Oh!" was all I could manage as I reached down and

grabbed the bottom of my pullover with my hand crossed and

pulled it slowly (I knew how Bert liked it!) up over my

pert, little breasts with their ripe nipples (I cold feel it

rub over them then the rush of warm air as they were exposed

to the hungry view of Bert and Steve), then up exposing my

armpits and covering my face until my arm were straight over

my head, then . . .


     And I stopped.  NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER have I

felt SO NAKED.  There I was, titties, tummy, cunt, and legs

exposed out in the open in front of two fully dressed boys!

My yellow pullover was over my face, my arms were straight

up in the air, my white panties were bound around my knees,

and my shorts were in a pool at my feet around my sneakers.

GOD!  I was embarrassed and uncontrollably horney!  I was

now shaking so that all could see and probably covered with

goosebumps of anticipation (I couldn't see, but it sure felt

like it!)  But I had to stand still ith my arms tight in the

pullover and my whole body, almost, exposed.

     "Just stay still, Suzi.  I'm going to touch you now.

Don't be scared.  It's just Seve and me."

     I felt a hand on my right tit that squeezed a bit and

rubbed me.  Then I felt lips on my tummy and two hands

grabbing my ass and gently squeezing.  I couldn't stop

shaking but I pushed my belly out against the lips and tried

to push my butt back into the hands.

    "Let's look at her first," I heard Bert say.  And the

hands and lips stopped.

    "Look at these sweet titties.  They're so little now,

but they're ripe and juicy.  I'll bet they'll get to be 32s

by the time she grows up.  You going to visit me then, Sue?"

     All I could do was gulp, and nod, and keep on shaking.

I felt two hands on my tits.

     "They're so soft and young."  It was Steve's voice, and

probably Steve's tongue I felt licking a nipple tenatively.

     "And look at those fucking legs!  Jesus, they're so tan

and smooth.  And they really have power.  You should feel

her wrap them around you.  She can really squeeze with 'em."

     And I felt their hands all over my legs and calfs,

squeezing and rubbing and carressing up and down, and up and

down and over and around then a pair of lips, two pair of

lips and a tongue kissing and feeling and licking my tanned,

teenage legs.  God, I rubbed them together trying to get off

with my cunt, but I onl;y managed to get hotter and hotter,

not to mentioned more ashamed.

     "Now come around here and look at her sweet butt!"

     Both sets of hands and lips left me and I felt

disappointed momentraily.  I could hear them move around

behind me and kneel down.  I kept rubbing my legs together

slightly, hoping no one would notice.

     "Whooo.  Sloow down.  Easy, girl," Bert spoke to me as

if I was a horse. "You'll get there soon enough.  Just stay

still and do what I tell you."

     I was terribly embarrased that he noticed that I was

trying to masterbate with my legs but I was also terribly

horney and frustrated and feeling naked as fuck in front of

two guys I couldn't even see.  My arms weren't tired, but I

sure wanted my fingers somewhere else than way up in the air

holding my pullover up and over my face.

     I felt one set of ands on my hips from behind.

     "Look at that sweet ass!  Goddamn!  She's going to be

one beautiful woman."

     I couldn't help but blush at such flattery.  I also

pushed back against the hands slightly, probalby exposing

more of my butt crack and maybe asshole than I wanted too.

    The hands caressed their way down my thighs and came up

under my buns, holding one in each hand.

     "Look at 'em.  So tight.  I mean, she's really packed

IN THERE!  Wouldn't you love to spank them, Steve?"

     "Fuckin' A!"

     "Look at that one little mole.  It's so lovely there

all alone."

     And I could feel someone kiss a very small spot as he

rubbed both buns then around my legs and thighs in front,

keeping his distance from my dripping, little pussy.

     I shoved my butt back in whoever's face was kissing me

and rubed it across his face, trying to get his nose to slip

deep into my crack.  JESUS!  I didn't know what I wanted.

Probably for him to tongue my cunt from behind.  I don't

know.  Something.

     "Whooo, Steve!  Plenty of time, lad.  Let's look at

this sweet cunt, first, then I'll let you two alone for


     I heard what he said and I was scared.  I know that

Steve had already fucked the daylights out of me, but that

was different.  That just happened and then there were

plenty of people around.  NOW it was planned.  Bert had

probably planned to get me out here and get me naked with

him and Steve all along and then planned to let me stay here

with Steve.  I really felt vunerable, now.  I'd be almost

stark naked in front of a nearly total stranger!   What was

I going to do?  I was choking and shaking with lust, but I

was scared as shit and embarrassed that I'd let them get me

here like this.  The air seemed to get real cool all of a

sudden, but I could tell that it was me, not the air cause I

could see that the sun was still out.

     There were no hands on me and I cold hear them arrange

themselves in front of me on their knees, probably.

     "Open up a little bit, Sue.  Open your knees," Bert


     My panties, having slipped during all the feeling and

kissing, were around my calfs now so I could open my knees a

bit, but not too much.

     "Hell, let's get rid of these."

     And I felt both guys pull down my panties while feeling

up my smooth legs somemore.  They steadied me so they could

pull both legs off my feet and got the shorts out as well.

Then I felt them untie my sneakers and pull them one at a

time off my feet.  Occasionally one would stroke my legs or

kiss my thighs, or lick my hip, as the other one would be

undressing me.

     "Now.  Spread 'em, bitch," Bert said playfully.

     I was shaking now harder than ever, but managed to put

my feet about two feet apart so my pussy was totally

exposed.  I tried to bend forward and shove my butt just a

bit back so they couldn't see so much of me, but I felt

Bert's hands on my ass as he pushed forward.

     "NO.  No," he said.  "We're gooing to see what we can

see.  Don't fight it, baby."

     I could feel his other hand on my pussy.

     "Now look at these ripe little cheeks.  Pussy cheeks.

Like they're pouting or something.  Looks like two halves of

a peach, don't it?"

     "Oh, yeah.  And she's got peach fuzz too.  Pretty blond


     "Look at the tender lips!  So soft and juicy.  Look at

them puff out and pooke out."

     I could feel a finger going over and over my pussy


     "Don't they look just so sweet?"

     "Yeah, man.  They sure do," Steve replied.  "Let me


     And I felt a tongue on my pussy lips and almost jumped

outta my skin.  I was uncontrollably shaking and so fucking

hot I shoved my pussy against the lips, but they left my

pussy and travelled up my tummy to my tits as a finger

shoved its way into my cunt.

     I humped against it, swirling it around inside me.

Trying to cum and cum and cum.  But the finger left my cunt

and mouth left my titties.

     "Well, I'm going to leave you two alone for awhile.


     "Yes?" I answered, muffled as much by my fear and lust

as by the pullover which still obstructed my sight.

     "I want you to do everything Steve says.  Got that?"

     "Un, huh," I nodded.  "But why can't you and I just. ."

     "Shut up!  If you don't mind Steve, he'll punish you.

I told him what to do and he'll do it.  Got that?"

     "Boy, I sure do," I heard Steve say.

     I asked you if you got that!"  Steve yelled at me.

     "Yes, Steve.  I understand," I said.  I was softly

crying now.  Partly due to Steve's having to yell at me and

partly from my embarrassment.

     "Bye, now."

     And I could hear him walk away.

     "Oh, Suzi.  You can take off your shirt and let your hands down," Steve instructed.

     I did as he said and then tried to cover up with the

pullover, putting it over my cunt.

     "Oh, no you don't.  Drop it and come here."

     I was still crying a bit and shaking a lot.  But I want

over to him where he sat on a low stump.  He motioned me to

kneel down betwee his knees and I complied.

     "I hear you've learned how to suck cock real good.

Is that right?"

     I closed my eyes, still crying, and nodded.  I wished

was a thousand miles away.  But not until I was satisfied.

     Steve stood up.  "Pull down my pants and suck my cock."

     My hands fumbled with his belt.  I was never very good

at taking off a belt backward, but I managed to free it and

then I unzipped his pants, my hand pushing past the

beautiful bulge.  I grabbed the jeans and his underware from

the top and started pulling them down.  I only got a few

inches and I stopped.  I just couldn't go further.  I was

too embarrassed.

     "Let's go, bitch."  And he slapped me.  Not hard, but

enough to surprise me and to really make me start crying.  I

was fumbling with his jeans and shorts, pulling them down,

and crying like a baby.  Even when I saw his hard cock

poking out (and BOY I wanted to grab it and stuff it into me

after licking it and sucking him off), I kept crying, tears

running down over my cheeks and the sun shining in my face,

and a big cock before me.

    "Come on!"  And I pulled his shoes off and his jeans and

shorts over his feet.  "Now show me your stuff, Suzi.  Suck

me, and do it good!"

     "Please, no.  I don't want to.  Please."

     "Shut up and suck it.  You know you want it, now suck!"

     "No, I don't want to," I lied.  I just want to go home

and go to bed."  I was crying and shaking uncontrollably


    "You're going to suck or you're going to suck," Steve

slapped me again, harder than the last time.

    I just knelt there, crying.

    "Okay, bitch.  You're going to get a spanking!  Right

NOW.  Young lady, lay over my lap.  Right the fuck now!"

     He slapped me again and sat down.  I was really scared

now, and I remember what I'd said to Bert.  "I'll suck you.

I'm sorry," I cried.


really angry and slapped me again, real hard.  I could feel

the tears splash off of my cheek.

    Meekly, I stood and lay over his lap.  I could feel his

hard cock shoved in my tummy and he seemed to puch against

me, rubbing his cock into my belly.  His right hand, over my

ass, began to squeeze, not too hard, but enough that I knwe

he meant business.  His left hand held my back down over his

lap as he poked his cock into my stomach.

    Soon I felt his right hand raise up and come down,

SMACK, onto my left cheek.  I was crying, again, and harder.

The pain wasn't so bad, but the humiliation was very real.

His hand raised and fell, smack me over and over.  After

avout the fifteenth slap, I started to feel REAL strange.  I

was still crying, but now I was hot as the devil.  GODDAMN!

I started squirming all around in his lap, and even reached

down and started squeezing and gently pumping his hard dick,

shoving it all over my tummy as he spanked and spanked and

spanked me.  I cried and pumped.  Pretty soon, I felt his

hand leave my back and start feeling up my little titties as

he kep spanking me.  I LOVED IT!  He was slapping my ass and

squeezing my titties and shoving a finger in my mouth, and I

was pumping his precious cock, the cock I loved so much the

other night and still loved now.  I kept cryinbg, now out of

lust, and didn't even really notice when he stopped spanking

me and started feeling up my naked ass and feeling my pussy

from behind and sticking a finger in me.  I was rubbing all

over him and trying to get him to cum on my tits or belly

and he fingerfucked me.  We were HOT AS SHIT!  And we both

knew it.

    Suddendly he seemed to snap out of it.  I felt his

finger stop in my pussy and his other hand stop.  I tried to

get him going again by squirming all over him and jerking on

his cock, but he wasn't budging.  Then he stood up, and I

fell on my back on the ground.

     "I said, SUCK MY COCK!"

     God his cock, ridged and deeply veined, looked

beautiful and obscene at the same time.  It pointed up into

the air bursting with life.  As he stood there, framed by

the few soft clouds, his cock pointing to the blue heavens,

it felt like the world fell out beneath me.  There was the

rod and the staff of life, and here was I, worshipping

before it.  I stopped crying, and as he sat down on the

stump, I picked my self up, knelt before him and gently took

hold of his magnificent cock and softly wrapped my lips

around it, letting my little tongue carress the underside

beneath the head.  I let him slip deeper and deeper into my

mouth, as I tried to keep the underside well stimulated with

my swirling tongue, and the whole shaft excited by making my

lips slide tightly over the ridges and bulges.

     He started thrusting deeper and deeper into my small

mouth, and I tried to keep up with him.  I was horney as

SHIT but I was trying to give him a good blow job before my

needs were met.  I wagged my ass in the air behind me, but

could get no relief.  I just kept sucking his beautiful

godhead cock and feeling his legs and flat belly and bulging

biceps as he fucked my mouth and, occasionally, felt my tits

and pulled my head further into his lap, thrusting and

rolling his cock around in my mouth.

     Suddenly, I felt someone grab my hips, one hand on

either side, and I could feel a cock push against my pussy

lips from behind.

     I was really scared.  Who was it? I wondered.  I

couldn't see and when I wnet to look, Steve clamped his hand

on my neck and shove his cock even deeper into my mouth.

     The cock behind me got its head into my puyssy even

though I tried to clamp my legs from behind.  Now I had had

it.  I couldn't stop.  I had to have that cock in me from

behind, and I had to feel Steve's cock thrusting into my


    I pushed back and forth, getting the cock further and

further into my tight, slippery cunt.  Inch by agonizing

inch the cock came deeper in.  I could feel my pussy cheeks

puff out as it shoved further and further, and I could feel

the pussy lips dripping around the cock.  Meanwhile I pumped

on Steve with a hand and slurped his cock as he pumped into

me and as the cock behind finally hit my depths and I

squirmed against the man's belly behind me before he pulled

back and started slowly trusting in and out with short

strokes first then deeper and gradually deeper.  I felt sure

it was Bert, but the cock seemed a bit longer and a great

deal thicker.  But I was too hot to think very clearly.

     I was getting it good from both ends now.  Both cocks

coordinating their thrusting so neither fell out, and both

going the distance, as they say.  The thrusting came harder

and harder and, seemingly, deeper and deeper, plumbing my

very depths and filling me in the sweet hell of fuck and

suck.  I thought about the redhead for a moment, and I was

her in an escasty of confusion.  And I also had a hard dick

that I pushed into her fromm behind.  And I also had a hard

dick that she could suck.  And I had two dicks, one to fuck

her with and one to let her suck at the same time.  And I

came back to myslef, and felt the hot cocks as they rolled

in me like an ocean of snakes, and the man behind grabbed my

hips and crushed my tits, and I was two seconds from REALLY


     I loved it!  I was squirming all around and I could

feel both cocks were ready to explode in me.  I was shaking

my head as much as I could and keeping up with Steve when I

saw, out of the corner of my eye someone else standing

behind me, off to the side.

     It was BERT!  It wasn't his cock in my cunt.  That fat,

hard cock was someone else's!  GOD!  I wanted to scream.  I

want to run and hide.  But I was also starting to shudder

and cum and cum heavily, shaking all over and squirming my

butt into the man behind.  And Steve grabbed my neck so I

couldn't turn anymore, and he shoved harder and quicker and

deeper into me and I could feel his cock PULSE big like a

mountain of cock, and he shoved a glob of sweet, hot cum

into my mouth, and he kept thrusting, and the unseen man

behind was thrusting and pumping, and his hot cum seem to

jump inside, and he kept thrusting and humping, and I was

CUMMING at the SAME time, jerking at the end of two fat, hot

lines like afish at opening day caught with two hooks,

swallowed and gaffed, and Steve kept thrusting and pumping

loads down my throat, and the man behind was grabbing my

titties and squeezing them as he fucking came in me deeper

and hotter and deeper than ever before, and Steve kept

pumping, then pulled his dick out and squirted all over my

face, and kept rubbing his cock around in the slick, hot

cum, then shoving it back into my mouth for another pumb,

then out again, and I was shaking with an orgasm that hit me

like a railroad train, as the man behind kept grunting and

shoving more and more cum, now mauling my tits, and grabbing

at my tummy, and shoving his hand over my cunt, and sticking

a finger in and over my clit and he kept shooting hot load

after hot load into me until I never thought any of this

would EVER stop, and I didn't want it to, every cell in my

body screaming for fuck and more and more and fuck, I was

cumming like an airplane crash, as I felt the cocks go deep

in again and then stay almost still except pulsing and

pushed as far into me as possible, drippling out their last

little strings of cum, I was shaking with an intense orgasm

from the gods, blessed with a fuck from Olympus, the man

behind kept rubbing my buns, my stomach, my tits, my cunt,

still pulsing and Steve still throbbing in me, now the man

carressing me gently and I could see Bert out of the corner

of my eye come over to me with the yellow pullover in his

hand, and he stroked my back and said something soothing

like to a horse, I was cvrying with my orgasm that was only

now subsiding, and I kept pushing back intot the man and

grabbing Steeve's cock and trying to get it to go deepering

in my stroat, and Bert spread the pullover over my eyes so I

couldn't see and tied it behind my head.

     What a fuck!  I was weak with it.  I was a saint with

it.  I didn't care if I went blind with it.  If could never see again.

     And I felt Steve's cock slip out of my mouth and gently

rub over my cheeks, and I kept licking at it.  And the man

behind, the man with the long, thick cock, finally pulled

his so slowly out while I was trying to prolong the moment

by shoving back into him and squirming aganst his hairy

beyy, as he was feeling up my ass and back, and I could feel

his cock fall out and a sudden rush of air over my cunt, the

wound of my world, then he was wiping himself off on my

asscheeks, and rubbing his still hard dick up and down my

crack from behind, once even poking it gently into the

opening of my little asshole, just gently shoving, maybe the

very tip got into the little ring there, then pulling back

and rubbing it up and down, still feeling my little dripping cunt occasionally, or one of my tits, and I kept squirming

and whimpering with the deity of fuck surrounding me, inside

and out.  And I felt abandoned in a world of sin and sorrow.

Naked on my haunches, trying to get Steve's cock, still

throbbing, but growing smaller, into my sweet little mouth.

     And the man pulled back and way, and I could hear him

whisper something to Bert, and Bert laughed and I could hear

him putting on his pants or jeans and then zipping them up

and walking away, out of the clearing.  All the while I was still licking Steve and rubbing his cock over my face, and I

put one hand in my tail and fingered myself back there.

      God I was embarrassed.  But I was fucked, too, and I

knew then and forever which mattered more!  If ever

thereafter I had to chose between self respect and a hard

cock, between dignity and dick, well . . . It would be NO

CONTEST!  I needed stuffed.  And I needed it over and over


     I was exhausted and fell down and lay in the grass.

Steve lay beside me and caressed me tenderly from behind.  I

fell asleep with my tit in his hand, the pullover still tied

behind my head.

     We woke a few hour later, Steve's cock in my rump, but

too pooped to pop up.  He took off my blindfold, we kissed,

dressed each other--we took a long time doing this!--and

walked back to the house.  It was getting dark.

     Neither Bert nor Steve ever told me who was fucking me

from behind that day, and I only asked once.  To tell the

truth, I didn't want to know.  If I knew, I've be

embarrassed when I would see him.  That is, if I would ever

see him.  This way, I didn't even know if I ever ran into

him or not.  In fact, I din't know who it was for over three

years.  Then I knew I bumped into him all the time.  But I

didn't know it then.

     The next day, after a slow tender fuck in the clearing,

Bert asked, "You wanta go to a formal dance with me?"

     I blushed.  Bert was asking me out on a formal date!  I

was thrilled.

     "Sure, Bert.  That'd be great.  You sure you want to

take me."

     "Suzi, you're something special.  I really get off on

you.  ~And in you," he laughed.  "Afterward maybe you can

join a club."

     "What club?"

     "Justa club.  You know some guys and girls."   And, as

though in an afterthought, "We have a really good time."

     "Bert," I choked.  "I love you.  I'll do anything you

say."  And he stroked my naked body and kissed me on the

cheek.  He was SO sweet.

     "O.K.  Dress up tonight.  Borrow some clothes from

Sarah.  Make yourself real sharp.  Pretend you're going to a

prom, kiddo."  He lit a cigarette and blew smoke over my

tummy.  Then rubbed me and kissed my tits, letting smoke

escape between licks.  "Yep, tonight after the dance you can

join the Four-Leaf Club.  Be ready by six.  First we'll go

out and eat.  We'll double with Steve and his date."  He

stood up, "But maybe you better catch a nap before then.  I

think you're going to need your rest."  He smiled.  "Come

on.  Let's get back."

     And he pulled me to him and kissed me long and hard as

I melted in his arms.

     I couldn't wait!

                       Chapter 5

     That afternoon, after Bert had asked me to the formal

dance, was an exciting haze of preparations, enthusiasm, and

anticipation.   Bert had asked me out!  ME!  I felt so grown

up and adult.  Like I was going on my first real date, if

you don't count handholding in a movie and kissing after you

and some girls meet some boys at the theatre or the mall.

    Anyway, that was all I was used to.  And though I'd

gone to dance class, I'd never been to a formal dance except

the one at the end of the class, and that doesn't really


     Needless to say, I couldn't take a nap even if I'd

wanted to, and I didn't.

     After showering and setting my hair, etc.  Sarah and I

picked out a lowcut, formal white dress for me to wear.  It

came down just over my knees.  I also wore a pink bra, white

high heels, white nylons held up with a red garters, pink

panties, and a pink slip.  BOY!  Did I feel grown up.  I

looked in Sarah's full-length mirror and I thought I looked

simply delicious!  So big and sophisticated and yet sweet

and innocent at the same time.

     Sarah had already left with her date (she was also

going to the dance) before Bert called down the hall to see

if I was ready.  BOY WAS I!

     As I walked down the hall Bert gave a low whistle. "You

look great!" he said.  "Doesn't she, Dad?  Doesn't she look


     Uncle Bert set his paper down and said, "Yeah, she

looks fine.  Fine, indeed.  Very pretty.  So grown up,

little niece.  You look real nice."

     I blushed at all the attention from these two as Bert

pinned some flowers on my dress.  We walked out and got into

his 1954 Chevy.  Well, really it was both his and his Dad's

car.  They had found it in someone's barn and spent over two

years reconditioning it.  Now it was in mint condition.

Two-door, white over yellow.  Bert had waxed it in the

afternoon and it shone brightly in the late afternoon sun.

       We drove over to Steve's house and picked him up.  I

sat between him and Bert as we went to pick up Steve's date,

Julia.  Steve was a perfect gentleman on the way over, but

he did peck me lightly on my right cheek when he got in.

The rest of the way over to Julia's house, he talked about

how much he liked my dress and how grown up I looked.  You

know, nice talk.  Real sweet.

     Steve went in to get his date and I almost dropped a

load when I saw who "Julia" was.  SHE WAS THE REDHEAD!  The

beautiful redhead I'd seen in my dreams and in moments of

fantasy.  Julia.  Now I had a name.  I wish I was Julia.  I

wish I knew more about her.  I wish I looked more like her.

I wish my breasts were as developed as Julia's were.

     I had to get out of the car for Steve and Julia to get

in the back seat.

     "Suzi, this is Julia.  Julia Roberts.  Julia, this is

Suzi.  I think you've already met once before," and Steve

gave a sly little wink and grin, but he didn't dwell on it.

Like I said, he was sweet.

     Julia seemed to be very gracious and friendly.  She

smiled at me and said, "So very pleased to meet you, Suzi."

     I mumbled some pleasantries in return.  God! All I

could do was stare at her.  She was SO beautiful.  She wore

all pink except for black net stockings, but not the cheap

kind with the big spaces.  She was stunning.  Her long white

legs were clearly visible through the black mesh.  The pink

dress which didn't quite reach her knees accented her

beautiful light red hair, and its low cut front allowed me

to see just the beginning of her breasts, the white tops of

those young, soft mounds.  Her smile had a way of melting

me on the spot.  It was broad and sincere, and her even

white teeth seemed to sparkle in the evening sun.  God!  She

was beautiful.

     As she bent to get into the car, I couldn't help but to

try to look down her dress.  I could see more of her

beautiful tits, almost down to the pink nipples, I thought.

     But then I realized that Bert, still behind the wheel,

was watching me trying to peak.  He looked at me and almost

laughed out loud.  But just winked, turned back in his seat,

and restarted the car.  I was deeply embarrassed.   Now it

was me, and not the guys, with all the dirty thoughts.  I

blushed and got in the car after Steve.

     The dance was a dream.  It was held at the local

country club, and everyone was SO grown up and polite and

friendly, even to me, an outsider.  My dance card was all

filled up after the first few dances with Bert, and I

thoroughly enjoyed myself.  The band was young and many had

long hair, but they played well and played a lot of slow

dances.  The clubhouse ballroom had a mirrored globe which

spread fragments of starry lights all over the room.  It was

VERY ROMANTIC!  Bert and I had a number of dances together,

and on the slow dances he would hold me close and tenderly.

I was in love.  I was had.  I only hoped he felt the same

about me.  Steve was utterly a gentleman also, and I knew I

was also VERY FOND of him.

     The whole night I also kept my eye on Julia Roberts.

We sat together at the table and she seemed to take a very

friendly interest in me.  I only wish my interest was just

friendly.  I seemed to be the only one with bad thoughts,

and I tried to wipe them from my mind.

     I would try to watch her dancing sometimes.  I always

wanted to know where she was.  And sometimes, she would see

me and smile back.  I'd almost melt, and whoever I was

dancing with would look at me strangely because I had pushed

myself against him in those few moments.  Then I'd catch

myself, pull back, and try to put Julia out of my mind.  But

it wasn't easy.  My eyes kept drifting back.

     Once, at the table when we were both there between

dances and Steve and Bert had gone for drinks, I saw her

bend over her dance card and I raised up in my chair a bit

to try to see more of her breasts.  I just couldn't help

myself, it seemed.  AND GOD!  I think I saw the top of her

right nipple at the bottom of the cool, alabaster mound

cupped in her dress.  She happened to look up right then and

I lowered myself quickly and turned away.  I blushed.  I was

deeply embarassed, but when I looked back at her, she just

gave me a warm, friendly smile, that seemed pretty innocent

enen though it lasted a bit longer than I would have expected.

     The last dance was heaven!  It was slow and went on

forever, and Bert held me in his arms closely, but not

sexily--just VERY, VERY, VERY romantic.  And I was so proud

to be there with him, and I felt like he was MY MAN, and I

was all grown up and at a real prom at high school or

something.  God, I was happy.

     And everytime I turned around, Julia seemed to be

there, her eyes half closed as she slow danced with Steve

and smiled at me.  It was like magic.  We seemed to be

right near each other for the whole time.

     Here were three people I really cared about, accepting

me and letting me be with them and making me feel SO

accepted and grown up.  It was great!  I wished the dance

would never ever ever end.

     But of course, it did.  And after applauding the band,

and collecting our things, Bert and I walked hand-in-hand

into the magic of a Maine summer evening with stars in the

sky and lightning bugs and a warm breeze and the smell of

pine washing over us.  My, it was grand!  I was with the man

I loved in a land I was falling in love with at just the

right time in my life.  If he would have asked me to marry

him right then and there I would have said "I do" a thousand


     As we walked to the car, Bert stopped and hugged me

closely but like a lover should, nothing indecent.  "You up

for going with me to see the ol' Four-Leaf?"

     "What?"  I'd forgotten about what he had said about a


     "Our club.  You wanta see?"

     "Yes, Bert, anything you say."  I didn't want the night

to ever end.

     I sat close to Bert and held onto his right arm as we

drove down the main highway then turned off on a dirt road

at the edge of town.  We drove for another 10 minutes, and I

thought I could hear a rustling in the back seat.  I turned

and saw Julia and Steve softly kissing.  It was just

romantic, but I was a bit jealous.  Strange as it sounds, I

wish I was kissing Julia, not Steve.  But I turned around

and tried to concentrate on Bert.  I kissed him softly on

the cheek.

     "Um," he said, and smiled.

     I didn't know what I expected the club to be, but I

certainly didn't expect what I saw.  The house, with the

words "Four-Leaf" on a large plaque over the doorway,

looked like a country estate.  It was circled by large,

freshly mown lawn and surrounded by woods except to the

front which looked over a lake.  The lawn itself must have

been 10 acres.  It was huge, and a barn behind the house (I

saw as we drove past) held the tractor it took just to keep

the lawn mowed.  The house had two stories with a veranda

in front, a tennis court and swimming pool in back.  How, I

wondered, did these kids get to come here?  How could they

ever afford to rent a place like this?  Little did I know

then that they actually OWNED the place!

     We walked into the huge main room (almost as large as

the ballroom we had just left) which had a very high

ceilings and a mirrored globe suspended from the center of

the ceiling.  Jesus, I thought, someone holds dances here,

too.   There were a bunch of kids (maybe sixteen when we

arrived) from the dance already there, and just then music

began playing from a stereo along the back wall.  Some of

the kids began dancing again, just like we'd never left.

     Two pingpong tables with paddles and balls were against

the far wall.  And four guys began playing.

     More and more couples arrived until about 40 people

were there.  Bert and I danced a couple dances while the

place filled up and in between I talked with some of the

girls.  An air of expectancy filled the room with an

exciting atmosphere.  If I had know what was to come, I

would have run out then and there, but in the long run it's

probably best that things went as they did.  At least I tell

myself so.

     Someone stopped the music and Bert stepped up to a mike

that was along the back wall.

     "Greetings, club members!"

     Everyone yelled "Greetings" back, as if on cue.

     "Tonight we have two new initiates.  It promises to be

a fantastic ceremony!"

     Everyone screemed their approval.  I just stood there

enjoying the fact that Bert, who I was with, was so

important that he was running the show.  I felt proud and

important to be with him.

     "So without further adieu . . ." Bert said, his speach

rising like a circus m.c., "will the two initiates please

step forward?  James B. White and Suzi Q. Johnson, COME ON

DOWN!!!!"  Bert was yelling now, having a good time and not

the least bit self-conscious.  I was dazzled.  So happy I could

have been twins.

     I hadn't recognized my name.  I was concentrating on

Bert and his importance.  I saw one guy step forward and

recognized him as the guy who danced with me three times

earlier.  More than anyone else except Bert.  Even once more

than Steve.

     "Come on, Suzi.  Don't be shy, now," Bert laughed into

the mike.

     I was shocked!  I felt the hands of some of the guys

and girls pushing me forward.  I'm too shy to stand in front

of these people, I thought.  Not me.  Not me.  I just wanta

watch.  Not me!

     But I couldn't say anything.  I just walked (and was

half pushed) to the front of the crowd, almost falling over

a curved mirror that was built into the center of the floor.

I slipped, but someone grabbed my arm.  I was embarrassed

already, imagine how I would have felt if I had fallen!

     "Come here, honey," Bert said when I got to the front

of the crowd.  I walked to his side and held his hand, but I

couldn't look at the faces in the crowd so I looked down,

feeling stupid as I did so.

     "How 'bout a round of applause for our initiates?"

     The applause was gratifying but embarrassing.  I felt

myself blush.  If I had known what was to come, I certainly

would have done more than blush!

     "Let's see these two dance in the middle of the floor.

In two days they will be full members of ol' Four Leaf!  So

let's get a good look at them."

     Again there was applause as the crowd let Jimmy and me

step to the middle of the floor.  The lights dimmed a bit,

the music started, and several colored lights hit the

mirrored globe.  It was a slow dance, and Jimmy held me

loosely and respectfully.  I remembered how we had danced

earlier, and it was the same now.  Jimmy seemed just as shy

as me, and didn't try to draw me too closely to him.  I

thought he seemed like a real nice guy and we could be good

friends in the future, being initiates together and all.

     But I was still apprehensive.  Worried about the "two

days."  About the club.  What did they do?  Was it just a

social club?  Dances and picnics?  Outings on the lake?  I

just didn't know.  But going there at midnight after a dance

seemed strange, vaguely troubling.

     We danced for four or five minutes cheek to cheek, but

softly of course.  I could hear people talking and when I

looked at them I realized that they were talking about us, about Jimmy and me.  Some were pointing at us occasionally

and looking thoughtfully.  Soon the lights came back up and the music faded.  We were left awkwardly in the center of

the floor not knowing what to do.  For maybe 15 seconds we

keep dancing, but then the ridiculousness of the situation

made us stop.  The crowd was strangely silent, now.

     We stood apart and looked at the crowd.  They had somber, determined faces.  I looked around and saw Bert.  I

gave him aquestioning look, but his face didn't change a bit.  it was stony, strangely without any depth or caring.

     "Jimmy?"  Bert said.



     "What?" I meekly questioned.

     "It's time for your initiation.  Stand facing each

other in the middle of the floor."

     I didn't know what to do, but all the grim faces

somehow told me I'd better do as I was told.  I found

Julia's face, and even it seemed hard, menacing.

     We walked to the center, looking down.  But in the

center, built into the floor was a curved mirror, Ithink

they call it "convex."  We didn't want to step on that.  In my high heels, I'd slip if I did.

     "O.K.!  Now, take off each others clothes!"  Bert barked.

     "One item at a time!  Vary it.  Boy, girl, boy, girl!"

     I could see by Jimmy's expression that he was just as

shocked as I was.  I felt faint, and a hot flood of emotion

swept through me.  I was betrayed!  Shamed for anyone even

thinking I'd do such a thing!  Belittle and confused.

Panicked.  And, yes--you guessed it--hot.  Just plain

sexually hot.  In the sweet fever of cock and cunt.

Thinking about naked skin and being exposed and having

someone lick me or having to choke on a fat cock or . . .

Well, you get the idea.

     "Bert, what are you doing?"  I whimpered.

     "Is this some kind of joke?"  Jimmy asked.

     "This is no joke.  You were told to strip each other.

Now do it!"

     "I'm going home!"  Jimmy said and he walked toward the

front door.  But the crowd was about five deep in that

direction and they pushed him backward, hard.  He slipped

and fell on his face cause he slid on the mirror in the


     "JESUS!"  I said.  "What are you doing?  Stop it!

Now."  I was already beginning to cry by this time, I think.

It's a bit hard to remember.


     "Y-y-y-es?"  He was scared now having come into contact

with the solid force of the crowd.  The beast of raw,

uncaring power that a mob had, but this seemed contained,

directed, well rehearsed.

     "Take off Suzi's shoes," Bert instructed.

     "No!  Please, Bert."  I was sobbing by this time.

Confused.  Hurt.  Hot.

     "Listen, Susan!  Do as I say!  If you don't . . ."  The

pause was calculated to be menacing and it WAS!  I felt fear

to my very core.  His voice told me that no matter how bad

it would be to follow his instructions, it would be far

worse to disobey.

     Jimmy was already cowed.  His face was completely white

with fear and his hands visibly shook.  He got down on his

knees and lifted my right ankle, steadying me, as he pulled

off my right shoe then he did the same with my left.

     Foolishly, I told myself that maybe it would end there.

We'd both have to take off each others shoes, then there

would be a big laugh and everyone kick off their shoes and

dance in their stocking feet until dawn.  It even seem more

romantic.  Or maybe they'd get our shoes off, blindfold us,

make us stand on chairs and throw tacks in front of us and

then jump.  That old one.  Where they catch the tacks in a

blanket or something.

    "Your turn, Suzi!"

    I was still crying, but I felt a bit better and I knelt

to take off Jimmy's shoes.  Then stood back up waiting for

the ice to melt.



    "Your turn!"  Bert's voice was louder.

    Jimmy had apparently fooled himself as I had.  Now I

could see his hands trembling more and his face flush with

resentment and anger and fear.  He seemed to be in a mild

state of shock.  As I was.

     Now he bowed his head and walked around behind me, his

hands fumbling with my zipper.

     I was really scared!  I looked at Bert.  At Steve.  At

Julia.  But I got the same stony stare from each.  I wanted

to curl into a ball and disappear.  I stared crying a little

more.  I looked pleadingly around.  The same stare!  It

seemed SO cold.

     Jimmy wasn't crying but he was scared.  Finally he got

my zipper down then just looked around in shock.

    "Come on!  Pull it down."

    I felt Jimmy's hands softly on my shoulders as he

grabbed the shoulders of my dress, trying to touch me as

little as possible.  "I'm sorry," he whispered in my ear.

And I truly think he was.  But if he was like me, he was

getting a bit hot, too.

    I felt the dress being pulled off my shoulders, over my

arms, and down my body.  I felt it was best not to fight it

and I was trying to be as passive as possible so as not to

incite the crowd.  Maybe this would be it.  They'd see me in

my slip and then we'd all start dancing.  Or maybe all the

girls would strip to their slips and come over and hug me.

I wanted to feel Julia's naked arms around me when we were

both half dressed.   I wanted to feel her lips on mine . . .

     But I was still crying, probably because I knew this

wasn't going to stop with my slip.  We were on a long slide,

and wouldn't stop until we hit the bottom.  I was just

fooling myself if I tried to believe anything else.  I could

feel the fear in the pit of my stomach along with, I must

admit, my confused sexual desires.

     I was now standing in front of a crowd of formally

dressed people in only my slip.  Those who seemed so

accepting, those with whom I had felt I belonged just a

short time before, now seemed menacing and strange.  Aloof.

And I felt like a small frightened child in the midst of a

city of adults.  This was a one-ring circus and I was its

naked clown.

     "Take off his jacket!"  Bert's abrupt order brought me

back from my reverie.

     I felt so helpless and even more naked and afraid than

Jimmy.  I walked over to him and he tried to comfort me.  He

nodded slightly and softly whispered, "It'll be alright.  Go

ahead."  I took off his jacket from behind and, on Bert's

order, removed his cumberbun as well.

     "Now her slip!"

     Jimmy looked at me apologetically, but I could tell the

prospect excited him.  I could see a bulge in his pants!

Although he still tried to befriend me.  He knelt down and

pulled up my slip.  Apparently he didn't know that all he

had to do was pull the straps over my shoulders.  I could

hear a few girls giggle as he pulled it up my legs, over the

tops of my white stockings--bringing my red garters into

plain view!--and up my thighs.  I felt Jimmy's fingers on

the backs of my naked thighs and thought I was going to

burst.  I was still crying, and now I started that old

familiar shake, the shake of lust and confusion and

humiliation and, well, just plain wanting COCK!

     His fingers proceded to pull across my pink panties and

tummy as he pulled the slip higher and I raised my arms as

he brought it to tit level.  Again, his fingers scraped my

tits through the little pink bra.  I realized that he was

probably trapped in prision of lust as well, and though he

wanted to be respectful of me, he couldn't help himself.  I

forgave him that.

    He stumbled a bit getting it over my head and off my

arms, and bumped into my almost naked body, but I'm sure

that this was not intentional.

    I was in pink bra, pink panties, and white stockings,

held up by violent red garters, in front of the crowd.  I

felt like I was going to be sick.  But I managed, through my

crying and shaking fingers, to take off Jimmy's shirt.  His

chest was pretty broad and he had fairly stong arms for a

young teenager.  But I was too scared to notice much.  Then,

when Bert told me to take off his pants, too, I almost


     I undid his belt and couldn't go on.  I looked at Bert,

but all he did was sneer.  I looked up at Jimmy, and he

quietly nodded encouragement to me.  I think I loved him

then.  We were both so vunerable and alone and he could have

been, as I was, consumed with self doubt and loathing and

pity and fear, but he was concerned with me instead.  What a

nice guy, I thought, but I was still very scared.

     As I undid his zipper my hand went over his bulge and,

again, my heart almost stopped.  What a cock!, I thought.

Boy, I'd love to . . . But I was still crying scared and had

to go on.  I pulled his trousers down and my hand

accidentally (I think it was accidental, at any rate) rubbed

against the back of his cock through his boxer shorts.  The

effect--beside the hot flood of lust in me--was his cockhead

poked out of the opening!  I was dumbstruck.  I was eyeball

to eyeball with cock (it was pink and lovely, like a little

pony poking its head out of the stall at sunrise).  I could

hear a bunch of the girls and some guys, giggle and laugh.

Hard as they tried to be to us, the sight of a guy with the

head of his naked cock sticking out was too much to bear.

     Jimmy blushed all over and stuffed the beautiful apple-

shaped cockhead back in.  I looked at him, hoping he

wouldn't blame me.  He didn't.  He looked at me in a way to

show he understood.  And I took off his pants.

     I was on an emotional rollercoaster.  I didn't know

what to feel.  Shame or lust or fear or . . .  I felt like

all my insides were being rearranged all at once. Everything

was hot and gooey and slipping and mucking about. My insides

felt like outsides and the outsides, in.  There were no

borders anymore.  Maybe there never were, but I felt as

though I had suddenly lost all moorings and was adrift, and

I was used to stability.  I NEEDED it.  But it wasn't to be

had.  All sense of order and propriety and human dignity

and mutual respect had be violently wrenched away from me.

I felt like I was lost and like even if I was found I'd

never be at home in the world again.

     "Jimmy, peel those stockings off the bitch!"

     Jimmy tried one last stand.  "Isn't this enough!

Haven't you seen enough.  What do you want?  Huh?"  He was

shouting and they let him.  "What the fuck are you trying to

do.  Maybe we don't want in your stupid club.  Maybe you

can go fuck yourselves.  Fuck you!  Fuck you!  You

son-of-bitches.  What the hell do you want?  Huh?"

    Bert's voice was low and steady, "We want you to do what

you're told."  The calmness in his voice made it all the

more frightening.

     Jimmy, barely holding back his tears, dropped to his

knees in front of me.  He grabbed my right thigh above the

stockings for support (though his hand directly and surely

on my naked flesh made me jolt and start shaking even

harder--I felt like I was going to lose my stomach).  Then

he grabbed my bright red garder and began pulling it and my

white stocking off my leg.  I could see my tanned and pink

flesh emerging from the soft white casing of the stocking.

     "Slowly!" Bert said.

     Jimmy slowed down and, I cannot blame him for this,

began to caress my thigh, knee, and calf and he pulled the

pink stocking off my firm leg.  I was crying, sick,

and embarrassed, but fucking HOT, too.  I lifted my leg and

pointed my toe for him to take the stocking off.  I wished

everyone would disappear and he would eat me right there!

He did the left leg the same way only a bit slower and

caressing, even squeezing once or twice, all the way.  My

crying and trembling seemed to increase.

     "Now.  His teeshirt and socks."

     Everything was swirling and bumping around.  I pulled

his teeshirt up and off, rubbing into him as I did--no

longer was it an accident.  I WANTED FUCKED!  And I could

see his white, hairless chest, fairly muscular (only not

like Bert's or Steve's) through the sheen of my tears.  Then

I took off his socks, with shaking fingers, slightly

caressing his thighs as I did.

     But I could feel black bile in me rise as I stood up

again, in my little pink bra and panties.

     "Her bra!" Bert barked.

     Jimmy went behind me as I began shaking and crying

harder.  I could feel his hardon poke in my right cheek as

he struggled to unhook my bra.  He rubbed it around a bit,

I'm sure on purpose, but I didn't blame him.  I was too

fucked up to blame anyone anymore.

     As he remove my bra and the cool air hit my little pink

titties there in front of everyone, so everyone could see, I

fell to my knees in shaking dry heaves.

     There I was, with only panties on, puking (or, rather,

trying to puke) through my tears for all the world to see.

Coughing and choking, I spasmed as my stomach lurched and

lurched, and I shook and lurched like a dog in front of

everyone.  I was sick as shit!  My crying came in loud gusts

between empty heaves.  My hands would go to my mouth and

then to the floor.  I tried to snap out of it, but I no

longer had any control.  EVEN MY BODY HAD BETRAYED ME!  I

shook with lust and shame and fear, and heaved, tears

pouring out of my eyes, and noody said a fucking word.

They all just watched and watched.

     Soon, I felt a cool hand on my brow.  I looked, and

through my tears and embarrasment, still with a few short

heaves, I could see Julia.  Her sweet face was looking

directly at me with understanding and sympathy.

     "Relax.  Don't you understand?  We've all been through

this," she said comforting me.  "A lot of girls and some

of guys have even gotten sick. You're not alone."  And she

stroked my hair and back as I kept shallow heaving for

several minutes and then settled down somewhat.

     She was right.  I shouldn't feel so bad.  And to think,

JULIA came over to comfort ME.  Hell, I felt a better.

I was still shaking some, after the heaves had passed, and

still crying, but Julia had stregthened me.  I felt better

and was able to stand again, even though I was almost

completely naked in front of a crowd of mostly strangers,

all of whom were dressed to the teeth.

     Bert looked at me, a little more sympathetically, I

thought, but said only, "His shorts."

    I gulped and wiped my face, pushing some of my tears

aside, and let my shaking hands go top the sides of Jimmy's

shorts.  As I gripped the elastic, I seemed to feel that

Jimmy was, perhaps uncontrollably, shoving his pelvis

somewhat forward.  I wanted to pull his shorts down fast, to

get it over with, but before I started Bert told me to do it

slowly, do I closed my eyes and started pulling them down.

I could feel the tug of his boner as it caught in the

elastic and the sudden release as it sprung free.  I could

hear some oh's and ah's from several girls.  One even said,

"Yum.  Yum."

     I was scared as shit, but I couldn't keep my eyes

closed.  There was his COCK!  Still bouncing and swaying

slightly right in front of my face.  It was hard and strong,

not as ridged as Steve's, not as dark as Bert's.  It was a

young, teenage cock with a bold pink, apple-shaped head,

still a bit plump, with some baby fat on, but able to be

firm.  A bopping, muscled, mouthing cock beating a tattoo of

lust into my heart.  Scrolling a scrimshaw of hot sex on my

Irish tooth.  Fat and pink as a baby!  BOY!  YES, fans, IT'S


     I was HAD!  My sex drive was in forth, but my fear was

in reverse.  Where to go?  Where to go?

     "Off!" snapped Bert, and off they came.  Jimmy stepped

out of his shorts and stood there before me.  I was on my

knees.  I simply couldn't move.  I wanted to pop that fat

little cock in my mouth and warm it up.  It must be cold, I

thought in my confusion of sexual lust.  It must be looking

for its mother!  Here, honey, I thought, I'm over here.

Just let me get my little lips around . . .

     "Go ahead and touch it," Bert said.

     I reached up and grabbed the baby's red head and

squeezed.  It *was*.  It was soft as a baby's cheeks.  But

warm and alive.  It kept pulling up as I pulled slightly

down.  Wonderful!  I wanted to nurse it.  I wanted to nurse

on it.

     But then I realized where I was and let go, terribly

ashamed for what I had done.  I wanted to fuck it and

everyboy now knew.  I wanted to stuff it in my mouth, feel

it swirl over my tongue, jump like a goat and spit down my

throat.  Now everybody knew.  I waas a shamelessslut! They

could all see through me.  I'll bet I blushed.

    "Stand up!"  Bert said.

    I stood and Jimmy, on his own, now walked up to me and

held me close to him.  I could feel his whole body next to

mine!  He was BUCK NAKED and I only had on my little pink

panties.  He held me close, as if to comfort me, but I could

feel his dick lurch argainst my tummy, and I think I could

feel him push it around a bit.

     He held and rubbed my young back, gradually letting his

hands roam down to my ass.  He grabbed both cheeks and

squeezed, rubbing them as he did.  I felt one of his thumbs,

outside my panties, go up and down my little ass crack.

     All of a sudden I could see what he was trying to do!

The darling boy was trying to take my mind off of my fear

and shame and trying to make me hot so I wouldn't get sick

again.  He was stoking my furnace so the whole world wouln't

turn upside down.  God, he was considerate!  Most boys would

only thinking about themselves at a time like this, but NOT

JIMMY.  He was trying to get me FUCKING HOT so I wouldn't be

so freaking scared.

     Then Jimmy slid down my little body, rubbing against me

and feeling up my little titties and tummy and back, and

grabbed my pretty pink panties from either side and began to

pull them down slowly.  When he got to the top of my cunt

crack, he licked my belly and grabbed my ass.  I WAS GOING


PEOPLE! I thought, but I got real sacred and tried to pull

away from Jimmy, but he pulled me back, squeezing my buns

and shoving a thumb up and down my ass crack, almost down to

my virgin butt hole, and I could feel mysef push back

against him as my body refused to do as my brain ordered.

Then Jimmy exposed my little blond cunt for all to see and I

could hear oh's and ah's from a bunch of the boys and,

strange to say, from some of the girls, too, I think.

     When I stepped out of my pink panties and Jimmy stepped

back, to look at me, his hard cock bobbing in front of him,

I realized we were both more naked than jaybirds (because

jaybirds have feathers!) in front of ALL THESE FUCKING

PEOPLE!  I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there

trembling and sobbing quietly while I felt myself juiced up

sexually, really squirming inside and all.  I kept my hands

awkwardly to my sides and tried not to appear too dumb and

look at the floor or close my eyes, but not face anyone

either, but I found myself gazing directly at Jimmy's hard,

apple-headed dick.

     I was STUCK.  Still crying a bit, hot as hell, stark

naked in front of 40 teenage boys and girls, all of whom

were dressed to the teeth, in suits and formal dresses, high

heels, etc.  And only a short time ago I had been at a fancy

ball and I felt like I was in heaven.  NOW here I was,

embarrassed out of my mind, having cried and pleaded with

the man I loved (and the man who now barked orders at Jimmy

and me), having fallen to my knees in dry heaves, and having

been stripped naked, piece by piece in front of the entire

crowd to my eternal humiliation, and NOW I was looking down

the loaded barrell of Jimmy's ripe cock!  Jimmy, who at

first had seemed as shy as I was, appeared to be more

sexually agressive as he stripped the last items from me,

feeling me up and even licking the top of my crack and

touching my titties and ass cheeks, but I believed then as

now that he was only trying to help me get over the hump, so

to speak, that he was trying to get me excited so that I

would stop crying and worrying and being scared.  He wanted

to help, not like some boys who would only think of

themselves at such a time.

     "Suck him, Sue," Bert's voice was low but firm.

     "What?" I had started crying a bit more again as I

realized this affair was not going to be over with our


     "Suck his cock," Bert said, then, "Like I taught you."

     Now I was even more embarrassed.  Bert had talked about

me sucking him in front of all these people!  My crying was

more pronounced, my shaking a bit more intense.

     "Come on."

     Jimmy sympathetically nodded encouragement to me.  He

was really trying to help me through this, a step at a time.

He walked over to me and held me by my shoulders in a

brotherly sort of way, but his dick poked me in the stomach

and he moved it around a bit on my soft skin as he held me.

"Go on, baby, you can do it."  He took my hand and brought

it too his prick, and as he kissed me lightly on the lips, I

couldn't help but squeeze his cock softly and give it a few

tenative pumps.

     BOY it was something!  Hot and hard, but smooth with,

as I said before, a bit of baby fat still on it.  I was

HEATIN' UP FAST!  But I still didn't want to get down there

on the floor and suck his cock in front of all those people.

     We just stood there for almost a minute softly kissing

me while I was still crying and lightly pumping his cock as

he pushed it back and forth, touching and rubbing it on my

stomach occasionally.  I was getting hotter and hotter, but

at the same time I was scared, because I knew I'd have to DO

IT.  I'd have to kneel down, buck naked, and suck a boy's

cock in front of a bunch of people.  Yet, and this was the

first time I think I realized it, the humiliation was adding

to my sexual heat.  I mean, I really didn't want to suck a

cock in front of people, but . . . well, I really did, too.

(Maybe that's why I'm writing my sexual autobiography

biography--the humiliation itself seems to do something for

me . . .  I don't know what.)  I just knew I was really

scared but that I also REALLY wanted to taste that cock.

     I grabbed it from behind the head and, in front of all

those kids, started shamelessly rubbing it all over my belly

while I began kissing Jimmy harder and then frenching him

with my tongue and his squirreling around and then me

squirming a bit against him.  I was still was crying a bit,

but I started sliding down Jimmy's hard body, still

squirming a bit, trying to rub against his naked skin.  When

I got my titties to cock level, I couldn't help but stop for

a moment and rub the fatty ripe head over both of them.

GOD, that felt naughty.  And nice.  I slid down to my knees

and just looked at it for a minute.  Jimmy was still pumping

into my hand a bit, his hips going back and forth a bit, his

breathing shallow.

     "Oh, yeah," he said.

     I think he was really into it now, and I was so

grateful for him getting me hot that, even though I was

still scared, I licked the tip of the soft apple head while

still pumping him.  GOD, it was nice!  Then, to my

ever-lasting shame, I let my little lips circle the head and

let the head slide softly into my mouth.  JESUS!  IT WAS

FANTASTIC.  What a great cock!  I grabbed Jimmy's butt with

one hand and reeled him in, squeezing his buns.  I got two

then three and four inches in while my hand still worked him

over.  I remebered to swirl my tongue under the head of his

cock, a sweet cherry of flesh, and I remembered to licked

him further down, keeping my lips real moist and tight,

waving and wagging my tongue back and forth on the

underside, and softly moaning.  Bert had taught me and

taught me well.  And I knew I was so far into it that my ass

was swirling around in the air behind me and my pussy was

sticking out and everyone could probably see it.

     Soon Jimmy's whole cock was just covered with my

saliva, and my hand slipped and slid up and down the sweet

tube as I sucked and my arm hugged his butt.  Jimmy pushed

harder and harder and held my head, really pushing himself

in.  But I was ready.  BOY, WAS I HOT!  I stuck my ass

higher in the air, shaking it and rolling it around, wishing

that the lights or the air or something would become big big

big cock and fuck me from behind.  I wanted THAT CREAM.

When I heard the crowd muttering its approval, I remembered

where I was, but even though I realized that I was still

crying and shaking from being so damn ashamed at what I was

doing, I still wanted CUM CUM CUM CUM CUM.

     I pulled his cock out and let him smear my saliva and

his juices all over my face while I licked at him and pumped

him.  Then I kitty-tongued the jerking head some more,

teasing it, and let it slip back between my tightened lips.

I let it out again and spread it all over my cheeks and over

my chin, while sticking my tongue into his belly button and

pushing my fingers up and down in his ass crack.  I felt SO


mouth and my ass fucking the air.  But I was still scared

especially when I noticed that some flashbulbs were going


sucked that glorious cock back in.

     Now Jimmy grabbed the back of my head so I couldn't

take him out again and tease him.  Golly, I thought, I'm

going to get his cum in my mouth and everyone will see.  I

was really ashamed and probably blushed all over, but like I

said, I was too far gone to stop, so I pumped him faster and

harder until he grabbed my head with both hands and shoved

it all the way down my throat and pumped and pumped and I

made my lips tighten and swirled my tongue as much as I

could, trying to feel every inch of his cock in my mouth,

and he started spurting burst after joyous burst down my

throat, as I kept gulping him down and pulling him in over

and over, my butt in the air moving in tight little short

circles, and me gulping (breathing through my nose like Bert

had taught me), sucking him in like I was a baby goat

sucking the last drops from its mommy, and I wanted to sing

and cry and run away and fuck him right there and hide my

head and . . . Hell!  I wanted to become THAT COCK.  I

wished I fucking WAS THAT COCK spruting a load down past my

red lips and down my pretty little throat or shoving and

rubbing itself over my titty nipples or tummy or . . .

Well, you get the idea.

    And Jimmy had been groaning as he shot his load into me

and pumping his hips back and forth while holding my head

and shoving me down on his cock.  God, he had a load!  And

he dumped load after load in me, his cock still throbbing

and hard as I finally was able to pull it out and, gasping

for breath, I kept rubbing it all over my face as it spurted

out its last little dribbles.  And I licked it, too.  God, I

love it then!  And my tail was thrashing about around behind

me in the air for everyone to see, but I'd forgotten all the

other kids until I was shocked out of my dream of COCK AND

CUM by their polite applause.

     JESUS!  What had I done????  Everyone was looking at

us.  I'd sucked this sweet cock in public and everyone had

seen!  And they had also probably seen my cunt from behind

as I pushed it back and let it squirm in the air, like I was

flying the flag ofmyself for all to see.  I was never so

embarassed in my life.  But the evening was far from over,

and I was FUCKING FAR from being sexually satisfied.  I kept

sticking his cock in my mouth and nursing on it as Jimmy got

smaller and smaller, but he kept pushing against me as best

he could, thrusting his hips at me while my own hips were,

of course, still going.

     Out of the side of my eye, I saw Bert motion to someone

and looked over to see two boys part the crowd, caring a low

table.  I wondered what the hell was it for.

     They came up beside me and set it down.  It only stood

about a foot off the floor.  Like one of those tables the

Japanese eat off of or something.


     "What?"  I had to let the limp, wet cock slide from my

mouth.  I wanted to pout, but I was still crying a bit and

shaking since I was still scared and embarrassed.  At the

same time I was hot as a goddamn firecracker--you know, like

one of those firecrackers they dropped from the Enola Gay.

Boy, I was HOT HOT HOT!  Everybody better stand far the fuck


     "Get on the table."

     I meekly crawled up on the table on all fours.  Now

everybody could even see my pussy better and see my little

tits hang down.  This made me hotter, but the second I'd let

go of Jimmy's slick dick I felt like I was cut loose, all

alone, and that made me even more scared and embarrassed.

My trembling, both from lust and fear, began in earnest

again and I couldn't stop.

     "No!  On your back!"

     "No, please, Bert," I looked at him through my tears,

choaking a bit, and still gulping for air.


     I laid down carefully on my back, with my arms around

my small, pink breasts, hugging myself, trying to cover

myself and stop the shaking at the same time.  There wasn't

enough room for my legs to stretch out, so I bent them at

the knees and held them tightly together.  I knew everyone

could see me from behind, my cunt and all, but I felt a bit

better, a bit more secure with my knees held thightly

against themselves.


     "Y-y-yes."  Apparently some of the fear had returned as

sexual feelings had been drained.

     "Eat her."

     The second I heard that, my little butt automatically

jerked two inches up off the table surface.  GODDAMN!  I was

going to get eaten!  I was going to get a hot tongue in my

snatch, a licking in my picnic basket!  But then the thought

that eveyone would see me with a head between me legs while

I came, scared the shit out of me.

     Jimmy sank to his knees before me.  "Open up, honey," I

could feel his hands on my little knees, gently prying them


     As I gradually opened my legs, Jimmy's hands caressed

my soft inner thighs gently squeezing and rubbing up and

down while pushing out, helping me open my legs in front of

all these people.  I still hugged myself and shook, softly

crying, but Jimmy was trying to put me at ease, trying to

relax my fears and, at the same time, focus my mind on my

body so I would be hot enough to get through the night.

What a sweetie!

     Jimmy's hands came closer and closer to my cunt as my

legs widened.  Then he slowly bent down, as if in a daze,

and lightly licked the tippy tops of my pink little pussy

lips (which were now exposed for ALL TO SEE!).  GODDAMN!  I

spread my feet apart and finally let my legs go wider and

wider.  I WANTED HIM IN ME.  ALL OF HIM!  Not just his

tongue or cock, you understand.  EVERY FUCKING INCH OF HIM!

I wanted him to wear me like skin.  Put me on like a

wetsuit.  Crawl inside me like momma bear and snap me shut.

I wanted the outside in, kept down and round, sealed and

healed.  I wanted cranked.  I wanted dump fucked, rump

sucked, and sump pumped.  I wanted waddled, wagged, and

wafted.  I wanted to MERGE, baby, MERGE.  And not just

files, you understand.  You can keep your mountain oysters.

I wanted the WHOLE HOG!

     Jimmy's hands and tongue had found an immediate

response in me.  My butt started jerking up off the table

and Jimmy got down to some serious licking after shoving his

nose and chin all over my snatch fur, my soft cunt cheeks,

and my pussy bone.  I was leaking and, as Jimmy smiled up at

me, his face shone with my juices.  WAS I PROUD!  Jimmy's

mouth went back to my cunt as his hands caressed my tummy

and butt, one hand pulling me up to his mouth sometime and a

the thumb and forefinger of the other holding me open for

his tongue. I had gradually stopped hugging myself and even

though I was still crying softly and shaking a bit, my hands

had started caressing my own little titties, rubbing over

the pink nipples and squezing some.  JIMMY WAS DRIVING ME


CUNT.  A PURVEYOR OF PUSSY.  Sometimes he'd get a finger or

two in me while he was licking up toward the top of my crack

or gnawing on my nub, and I'd flop like a landed fish.  I'd

thrash like a meat packer.  Jerk like a jukjoint on Sat'day



     As I was flopping there and squeezing my pink little

titties with Jimmy's tongue sloshing around my insides and

my legs now grabbing his head tight, now shaking and trying

to open even wider to get more of him in, I noticed the

crowd had come closer and many of them were getting a real

eyeful.  Now and then I could see the flash of cameras, but

I felt when I flashed it would blind everybody.  Suddenly I

noticed that Julia had come around behind Jimmy and knelt

down a bit, but I didn't know what she was doing down there.

HELL, I was too far gone to give a fuck.  Jimmy's tongue and

roving hands had brought me to the goddamn brink and now I

was over, falling down free fall toward Nagasaki or

whatever.  I started bucking with every tongue waddle, every

slurp and sip tripped my wire, sent me shaking with lights

spilling out of me all over, sound sucking back into itself

like a great womb of blasted silence, and words in my head

breaking down into hundreds of syllables, and the syllables

spinning off into letters, and the letters cracking into ten

billion black brick, and the brick breaking to bits, and the

bits pulverized into black sand then dust, and then it all

vaporized into scalding black steam, cracking my heart and

scalding my bowels, and burning my womb.  I could feel black

lightning ripping up and down my sides.  My toenails snaked

and frazzled.  My tongue burnt to a stump.  And I goddamn

came and came and came and came and came--a fucking chain

reaction that could have blasted silhouettes onto the sides

of brick walls, melted the fucking sky, spit a shock wave

that could have heaved down to the ocean floor and brought

it gushing up, spinning.  I MEAN I CAME, SAW, CONQUERED, AND


     I could hear oh's and ah's from the crowd as people

pushed forward to see.  My legs over Jimmy's back, now,

thumping him with my feet, then rubbing and squirming them

up and down his sides, then wrapped around his head, trying

to pull his face up my cunt.  I COULDN'T FUCKING STOP.  I

kept cumming and cumming and cumming.  Even after Bert and

another guy pulled Jimmy back (and I heard Bert say "Whow,

Big Fella" to Jimmy), my hands shot to my cunt and my

fingers started doing their ol' naughty dance in me bringing

up and over the damn time after time . . .  I WAS ELECTRIC!

     Then I felt someone pulling my hands away from my cunt

and pulling me up, or rather two people, girls, pulling me

up by my arms, but I wasn't done yet and wanted to fucking

cum more and more and more and never stop, but some guy

slapped me and said, "Wait!"

     I was sobbing now, with a bit of embarrassment at

having a crooked, crashed, chain reaction climax in front of

all these kids, but also from the tonguing itself.  They

took the table away and brought me and Jimmy to the center

of the room.  They pointed to the curved mirror and told

Jimmy to stand in it.  He did without any trouble.  It was

just gradually curved and only three or four feet across.

Then the two girls who had pulled me up and away from my

cunt playing, brought me to Jimmy.  His cock was about

3/4ths hard again, and I immediately grabbed it and started

pumping.  I WAS STILL HOT HOT HOT HOT and my string of

firecrackers was not even half finished.  I was kissing and

squirming against Jimmy but the guy who had slapped me

grabbed my shoulder and said, low but firm, "Back off!"

     So I stood back, not touching Jimmy, and shaking with


     I heard Bert tell someone, "Get the three incher." And

I just stood there trembling, naked in front of all those

people who had damn near seen me do everything but shit.  I

was still crying from the tonguing Jimmy had given me and

from wanted to jump his pole right then and there, even if

all these people could see.

     Two guys brought a small platfrom which they placed in

front of Jimmy and which had a fitting which kept it in

place in the floor.  It was really just a step, a few inches

high, and now it was all that separated Jimmy and me.


     "W-w-wh-wa-what?"  I was choaking now on both my

embarassment and lust between my sobs.  I was still hot as

hell, but I'd got a bit more scared as I looked around and

saw everybody watching me.  When I looked down at Jimmy's

nearly hard pole, I'd forget everyone again, but then I'd

hear the rustling of formal dresses or someone cough or a

flashbulb go off, and I'd come back to what everyone refers

to as "reality."

     "Stand up on the step."

     I did as Bert said.  Now I realized what the platform

was for.  It brought my cunt just a bit above the height of

the base of Jimmy's sweet pecker.  God!, I thought, I AM.  I

AM going to get fucked.  I was excited as holy shit as I

stepped up and I wanted to bounce up and down on my toes,

but I didn't dare.  And I didn't even grab Jimmy's cock

again.  I didn't want to get slapped.

     "Okay, Suzi.  You can mount up."

     For a second I didn't know what he meant, but then I

realized he meant I should climb on Jimmy's cock.  Gosh!

     Boy I wanted to, but I was scared again.  Hot as I was,

the idea of having all these people watching me get fucked

frightened the piss outta me.  But I looked back down at

Jimmy's cock and all my doubts, if not my fears,

disappeared.   I knew I had to have IT up in me.  That

sweet, baby-fat cock with its pink, apple-shaped head.  Just

think of it, snug and deep in me, spurting its sweet apple

juice!  Gollygoddamn!

     I went up on my tip toes and grabbed his cock as Jimmy

lifted me up a bit around the waist.  JESUS MOTHERFUCKIN' H.

CHRIST ALMIGHTY!  I felt the head poking around my pussy

cheeks looking for an opening, then Jimmy slid over my pussy

bone and we rubbed his cock up and down alown my pussy crack

as we pushed and squirmed our bodies together, my titties

rubbing against his chest, both of us kissing like bandits,

then I raised up a bit, and still wiggling around, slid down

that thing and felt him sink in a little at a time.  I could

feel the darling head part my pearly pink pussy lips, then

pass into my sweet tunnel, pushing out the cheeks and

pushing out against me from inside.  GOD it was great!  I

could feel him slide in slowly inch by inch.  I kept

wiggling my tail about as he lowered me both to help him and

to stimulate both of us as he lowered me onto him.  He

wasn't totally hard, though, and when I raised up on my

tiptoes for a second thrust, he slipped out.

     "Wait!"  Said Bert.  "Hey, Red, you wanta do the


     Julia came forward.  "Quit grabbing," she said as she

went over to Jimmy, made him step to the edge of the mirror,

knelt down and stuffed his cock straight into her beautiful

mouth.  She started giving him a pretty straight forward

blow job, from what I could tell, but she kept twisting her

head around real naughty like.

     I felt abandoned.  I had been on my way to what had

promised to be another series of magnificant fire-cracker

atom-bomb explosions, and now I was watching darling Julia

with that sweet cock of Jimmy's.  They were having fun with

each other.  What about me?  I was standing alone, naked and

dripping in front of a roomful of strangers.  Again I felt

the sudden sharp pain of humiliation welling up within me

like black bile, and knew I was going to begin crying again

soon if something didn't happen.  My shaking started up all

over, but whether it was from lust or shame, I couldn't

really tell.  Probably a bit of both.  I could feel the air

all around my naked body, cooling me a bit where my juices

had been leaking, and it felt like my titties and even cunt

stuck out two yards from my body for everyone to see.

     Soon, I could hear Jimmy groaning and squirming (while

still standing) under the ministrations of Julia's tongue.

"Oh, yeah!  Oh, FUCKIN' YEAH, BITCH.  DO ME DO ME DO.  OH,

BABY!"  And his hands went to her head and started shoving

her down.

     Now I was crying for real.  She was so beautiful.  I

wish I was Jimmy's cock.  I wish her mouth could wrap around

me.  Over my head, and her tongue squishing all around like

that, then over my tits and around my waist.  I wish she'd

swollow ME!  Why can't she swallow me?

     I was crying like a hard rain.  Lost and afraid and

lonely.  I wanted SEX SEX SEX, but got air on my body only.

     As Jimmy started really poking into her and holding her

head down, she abruptly pulled back and slapped him as if he

was getting too fresh or somehting.  She a nice girl, I

thought.  Like me.

     "Get the fuck over there now and FUCK HER!"  Julia


     Jealous as I was at not being able to touch Julia, as

ashamed I was for being so naked in front of a crowd, crying

and shaking . . . I was PLUM glad when Jimmy came over with

his dick as hard as dynamite.  SONOFABITCH!  Then Bert came

over and wraped a belt around our waists, pushing us belly

to belly against each other.  Jesus, I wondered, what's that

for?  We both want fucking.  We're not going to run away.

Doesn't Bert know that?

     But my attention shifted from the belt quickly as Jimmy

grabbed my waist and lifted me onto him.  I was tighter now

and scared of his big, baby-fat dick, which seemed to have

increased in diameter as well as rigidity.  GOD, I came down

even slower feeling him part the Red Sea of Me.  His

cockhead was probbing where man had never been before.  They

should name a fuckin' space ship after it, I thought.

    That first stroke was long and hard.  I felt like I

would choke.  My sobbing came in big bursts as he shoved me

down further and further, and I pulled him to me and fuckin'

rubbed up and down against him, trying to feel all of him at

the same time (the belt certainly didn't stop our squirming

motions!), kissing and licking his sweet face.  I wanted to

wrap my legs around his back, but I was afraid we would fall

over if I did that.  So I just let him lower me shuddering

and weeping down on his beautiful fat dick.

     FUCK!  I was filled to the rim with him, but he wasn't

caffine free.  HELL NO!  He had me at the edge and cranked,

wired with racing stripes, blue and zapped, and all with

just that one beautiful, fat, shuddering, choaking stroke!

I almost fainted to even think of what the rest would be


     I cried out loud and slowly lifted up on my little tip

toes, feeling him slide big, and fat, and slow back through

my canal, feeling the weight of him and the suction, and

evey inch of that fatty cock with its apple-shaped head push

against the insides of my cunt, preparing for another stroke

as he bent and sucked in my little right tit, pulling his

cock down but not out, as they say in boxing.

     Then I heard a loud THHWWACK!!! and felt Jimmy shove

fast and sharp into me and he cried out, "WHAT THE FUCK!"

pulling his mouth dripping from my pink tit.

     Then I felt it, too.  THHWWAACK!!!! my ass was all of a

sudden on fire, lifting up with the sharp pain, then falling

back and Jimmy's cock now half in, then THHWWAACK!!! and

Jimmy shoved up far inside yelling, his cock bloating up in

me, and I was screaming "STOP!  STOP!" and tried to pull

back, but the belt held me shuddering belly to belly with

Jimmy, and then THHWAACK!! and a broad pain spread over my

ass again and I went up on tip toes to try and get away,

then came down fast pushing against Jimmy as I heard

TTHHWWACK!!! and Jimmy bit my ear as he pushed deeper and

deeper in while I was all the way down and still confused

with pain and now crying with both lust and HARD pain,

starting to gulp down air, then TTHHWWAACK!!!! and it felt

like my ass exploded, like it was blown the fuck off and I

jerked up feeling (and now I could notice it a bit more)

Jimmy's SUPERHARD COCK sucking down and out, but then I

started coming down on it again as TTHHWWAACK!!! Jimmy

bolted way up my cunt and grabbed me now about the waist as

if he now wanted to keep fucking hard hard hard through all

the pain and, to my shame, I was starting to get into it too

as I rubbed against him, the belt holding our tummies each

to each quivering and shaking, taking him in on the upstroke

and waiting for TTHHWWAACK!!!!  YOW, I came up again,

feeling that barge they call Jimmy's cock pull down through

my slue, then came down again as I heard Jimmy get it

TTHHWWAACKKK!!! and I was hot as a string of fucking

firecrackers, and this time I looked and saw that we were

getting it in turn by two kids with pingpong paddles

slapping our ass cheeks in perfect timing for one of the



TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  then the next two, without

missing a beat, would jump in, paddle already ready freddie


TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!! GODDAMN it was something,

getting your ass tanned while getting heartily fucked by

Jimmy's fatty cock going up and down and us squirming and

thrashing and quivering in pain and our own juices just

rolling out, and I thought it would never stop, his BIG COCK

in me TTHHWWACCK!!! pulling up and down TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  and fucking grabbing at him

while TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!! getting spanked and having

Jimmy try to sneak sweet sucks on my titties between

TTHHWWACCK!! HIS HOG like farmer Brown's rooting in every

corner of my pen, shoving and I could feel my pussy cheeks


apple-head down again, sobbing and shuddering and rubbing

my thighs all over his and around TTHHWWACCK!  TTHHWWACCK!!


gulping for air and breaking in half with the sweet pain,

the thousand stinging sings on each cheek TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  mashing my cunt and pussy bone

into his pelvis and twisting around, rubbing TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!! and trying to push my little

tummy against his TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!

and his cock seemed bigger and bigger like it was growing a

couple arms and a leg TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!

and kept pushing into  me like a mountain into a mousehole

TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!! and our tummies, pussies, and

cocks--like I couldn't even bother to remember whose was

whose any more--rubbing and touching TTHHWWACCK!!


TTHHWWACCK!!!  and I could feel myself going BIG CASINO,

splitting off into two then four then TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!! eight, sixteen of me, countdown three, two,

one and clouds rolling quick away TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!!  crying and rubbing, choaked with cock greed


trembled then lurched, boiling on the surface TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!! thirty-two, sixty-four, my juices spitting out

and sizzling as they hit the air and the floor, the belt

pulling, our tummies rubbing, the BIG COCK TTHHWWACCK!!


and all the air shoved out of ground fucking zero so fast

that buildings and trees blew away before they could

vaporize TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  one-hundred-and-

twenty-eight, jumping now UPANDFUCKIN'DOWNONJIMMY'S

SWEETHARDPRICK two-hundred-and-fifty-six  GODDAMN!


and I could remember that everyone was watching and felt

sore ashamed, that big cock and my thighs squirming, up on

tip toes then TTHHWWACCK!! and everything TOOGODDAMNLATENOW

TOEVENTRYTOFUCKINGSTOP!!! my string of firecrackers going

off while the plane pulls up and away, swerving hard, boards

and cows exploding in the air, skin ripped from bodies five

fuckin' miles away TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!

TTHHWWACCK!!!  five-hundred- and-twelve TTHHWWACCK!!! the

big cock breaking me in half goddamn and the fucking sands

melting to a sudden mirror then vaporized into the screaming

air darkness at the very center the fire ball rising over


were now really the fuck fucking had become death and life

and pussy and sex, Jimmy blowing up way inside, me imploding


thought he'd found the fucking NILE  TTHHWWACCK!! and now

it's a fuckin' fireworks factory workers and all half the

town gone TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  and me

choaking now one-thousand-and-twelve air rushing into the

pocket of silence and no hope left for anything the earth

blasted a city gone to shards and rubble TTHHWWACCK!!

TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! two-thousand-twenty-fuckin'-four

our bodies slamming and squirming, tightening into each

other TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!! the belt holding our

sweating bellies together now squirming with each sweet

spurt TTHHWWAK!! and turning into each others bodies

five-thousand-fifty-eight TTHHWWACCK!! and it was too bright

to even fuckin' look at, a day in infamy squeezed out the

sides of night and hell TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!  fuckin'

TTHHWWACCK!!! even the devil crying and us quivering in pain

and fuck, tightening against each other throbbing blasted

spurt after spurt in me and I'm hugging and kissing Jimmy


grabbing my tits, now at his deepest reach inside be damned


TTHHWWACCK!!! the great high pain, me shuddering with the

richest fucking multiple set of firecracker blasting

orgasms in the history of warfare sign the fuckin' treaty and get outta here TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  and we're

laughing and crying with the pain and shuddering at the same

time we look down TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  holding each

other tightly and fucking TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!

TTHHWWACCK!!! our mouths mashing pressed against each

others, tongues in TTHHWWACCK!!  TTHHWWACCK!!!  then the


the same time we both see it there in the fucking mirror

him still shuddering and spitting another load into me

and we're rubbing all around on each other no more

TTHHWWACCK!!s and the silence rushing in, and I hear

Jimmy giggling then we break out laughing and crying even

harder I can feel Jimmy's tears on my back as we see it

there in the floor it's so funny and we both the fuck

realize how the club gets its name still squeezing my tits

now rubbing my HOT BUNS we're laughing it's funny as we see

we two see in the floor in the mirror there jiggling before

us our ass cheeks quivering and shaking there but nothing

else we're laughing at those four cheeks in the goddamn

convex mirror and they're like a trembling mass of flesh in

four bright red hot leaves like a fucking red clover or

something and we're laughing and can hear the crowd break

into bright applause and some cheering, Jimmy still draining

in me, and I can hear Bert's voice as he saw we saw and he

said loud so everyone could hear and join in the fun:

    "YEP.  You guys guessed it.  That's the four leaves.

That's why we call ourselves the Four-Leaf Club.  And," Bert

laughed hardily, "that's why everyone else calls us the

Lucky Fuckers!!"

    And we laughed and cried holding each other and grabbing

at each others' leaves, rubbing and squirming softly against

each other, the belt still keeping us dripping belly to

belly, Jimmy's baby cock still in my juiced-out pussy, still

fat and happy in me and me so happy with those last orgasms

that must have singed everybody's hair and it's a wonder

there's a damn world to go back to and anybody alive in it,

hot damn, I could hardly stand up and I knew I couldn't sit

down, hot fucking damn!

      And I can't exactly remember how I got down and out of

there cause  I was in cotten and all with sweet dark at

every edge of me.  But I do remember Julia--sweet Julia,

bright red hair so soft I wanted to kiss her--leading me out

through the crowd and I was still crying with the pain and

the fuck and now embarrassed again in front of everybody,

but going through the crowd holding onto Julia's sweet arm,

and unsteady as hell up some stairs then in a locker room

where I lay on a bench on my side exhaused while Julia

undressed and I could see the sweet gauze of her flesh and

then felt her next to me and lifting me again, helping me

into the shower where she stroked me all over but didn't sex

me up just cleaning me like you would a baby but her hands

all over my flesh, and I was melting with even the effort to

keep on my feet, so I leaned against the tile sides, then

Julia lead me into a steam room, hot with steam and the air

burning my ass cheeks and caught in my lungs at first, and

she sat down and I lay down on my side with my head in her

sweet lap with her long legs stretching down and away, and I

could remember her soothing me through my soft tears, saying

"Shush, little Sue, it'll be alright.  It'll be alright

honey," the way you'd do it to a baby who just fell down,

"Shush, little Sue, go to sleep now, baby," and I was crying

still but now also out of sheer gladness at the rim because

Julia was hold me and stroking my face and hair and every

now and then she'd stroke my shoulder then maybe my little

soft titty then back to my hair, and I was smilling and

drifting away in my soft tears no longer in spasms when I

heard her say, "It's all over now, baby.  It's all over

until tomorrow.  So hush, sweet Sue.  Go to sleep.  Go to

sleep little baby," and I felt all safe and warm but I'd

heard that word "tommorrow," and I struggled to open my eyes

and finally could see her face, still drifting away though,

questioning her with my eyes, and she said, "Oh, Sue, don't

worry.  Go to sleep.  Go to sleep, little baby," and I

wanted to but that word "tommorrow" stayed in the air before

me and finally she said, "It's nothing to worry about now,

sweet Sue.  Go to sleep," but I couldn't and kept

questioning her with my half-closed eyes, "Oh, Sue, go to

sleep.  Don't worry about it now.  All that happens tomorrow

is you get initiated by all the girls in the morning and

then by all the boys in the afternoon.  It's nothing to

worry  . . ."



     but a deep blackness started at the edges of my sight

curving and narrowed quickly down to the pinpoint centers

and I must have passed out because the next thing I remember




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