"Oh, no, daddy, no, daddy, no no no, oh GOD, not in my ass, daddy... NO PLEASE!"

"Huh. Well, Jenny, it sounds to me like my daughter Deanna wants me put my cock up her ass. What do you think?"

I wasn't sure what to say. Trying to avoid blushing as Deanna's dad gazed at me, I looked over to where Deanna's mom Tiffiny, down on all fours under the kitchen table, was massaging my brother Cliff's huge balls with one hand, tonguing his massive cock where it punched in and out of her 8-year-old daughter's itty-bitty pink pussy. Deanna's little sister Josie sure looked like she was enjoying herself, rubbing her mom's frothing spittle into her baby cunt with both hands -- and so did Deanna's mom. I could see that she was using her other hand to massage her clit while their dog, Bobo, rutted into her from behind with his big doggy dick, but I was trying not to stare.

I also tried not to show that I was pressing my hands against my pussy under my sun-dress. Seeing my best friend's oily asshole gape beneath her little ball-sack, her hard cock twitching and spurting precum against her smooth tummy -- I'll admit, it was turning me on.

"Uh, well, Mr. Falkner, it sounds like she doesn't want you to ... you know."

Turning from the dinner table, where Deanna laid sprawled with her ankles cuffed behind her ears, he slowly pulled his thick member from his slacks and looked at me with a frown. "Jenny, you have to use big-girl words in my house."

"Sorry, I'm so ... I mean, uh, sir, I think that she doesn't want you to ... you know. Uh ... put your cock up her ... her ... asshole."

"Very good, Jenny. I like your big-girl words. So, you don't think that Deanna wants me to have you grease up my cock and slide it up her slick little preteen shitter?"

I blushed and looked away. Deanna's mom was gazing, with a look of worshipful lust, at the place where my brother's enormous tool penetrated her baby daughter. "No, Mr. Faulkner, sir."

"Hm. Do you think it's because my cock is too big, Jenny?"

"Maybe, sir." Then, because I couldn't help myself: "You do have a very big cock, sir. It looks very nice."

"I see." He turned and slapped Deanna's ass, making her quiver all over, and then ran a wet finger across her bright-red butt-cheek to begin toying with her puckered shitter. "Well, she's been a very bad girl, and she is going to get my cock in her ass one way or another. Do you understand that, Jenny?"

I blushed. "Yes sir, Mr. Faulkner."

"So what's going to happen now, Jenny?"

I pressed my hands tighter and harder against my overheating cunt, feeling it get hotter and slicker. It was drooling, now. Trying to cross my legs so it wouldn't be obvious.

"Uh, well, you're ..."

"Big girl words."

"You're going to put your big cock in her ass now. Sir."

"That's right. You are a good girl, Jenny. Now, if you don't want your little friend Deanna to be in pain, perhaps you should come here and either get my cock slick or get her asshole ready."

I stood. "Okay, Mr. Falkner."

"Crawl, Jenny."

And that's how I wound up with my tongue all the way up Deanna's colon and her dad's dick in my hand when my brother peeled my panties off and took my virginity. Actually, it might have been Deanna's mom that peeled my panties off, now that I think of it.

But either way, that night was definitely the start of my new life as Deanna's best friend -- and as her family's pet fuck-socket.

It wasn't until a week later, when Deanna begged her dad not to make me drink his piss while I fisted her asshole, that I really understood how serious they were about knocking me up, though.

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It all started one summer, when my dad's job moved us to a new town. He had gone up a bunch of notches at the firm all at once, and from what Cliff told me it was because Mom was becoming really popular with Dad's bosses and clients.

Anyway, our new town was pretty different: a much smaller city, with only one Jr. High/High School and no mall. I wasn't very excited to be starting 7th Grade at such a little place, because I had just finally gotten to be known as one of the cool girls at my old school. I mean, I had always been one of the pretty girls, but I was also really short and because I was Cliff's baby sister, it was tough to be taken seriously.

He's the class clown, but he was also a starting Varsity Quarterback his Freshman year; he loved the new town because it was a whole new crop of girls and because now that he was turning 16, he would have a car and could 'rule this little shit-hole'.

I wasn't even sure what kids did for fun around here. Well, that is, until my dad dropped us off at the Country Club to go swimming.

We discovered pretty quickly that it was a clothing-optional pool. In fact, it was a clothing-optional club: when we pulled up, my dad headed to the bar to meet with one of his new clients, who was sitting on a big leather couch getting a blow-job from a teenage girl in pig-tails wearing only a pair of hoop earrings and thigh-high socks.

Cliff immediately headed to the pool, pulling off his shirt and shorts on the way. By the time I got there, he was chatting with a pair of attractive forty-something moms sitting with their feet in the water, and one of them was casually stroking his dick.

I was a little more shy. I took off my jean-shorts and my t-shirt, but I left my bikini on.

"I wouldn't do that, if I was you."

I looked over to a near-by lounge chair, where a slim, nude 7th-grade girl with a lip piercing and dark blue eyes was laying on her stomach in the sun, reading a dog-eared copy of 'The Story of O'. Her tight, white butt had several bright red hand-prints on it.

"Why not?"

"New girl, right? The guys will see your bikini as a challenge. I mean, if you're looking to get fucked, there are more fun ways to do it."

"Oh. Thanks for the tip."

"I mean, in less you get off being held down. Maybe you do. I get that." She sat up, and the rings in her nipples glittered. I was startled when I saw that she had a penis, and I blushed when I saw cum leaking from her asshole as she shifted and then stood. She walked over to me. "Deanna."

"Hi. I'm Jenny."

"Welcome to the neighborhood. We have a lot of fun. Here, let me help you with that."