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                                            Stan the Man
                                           By: Phil Phantom
                                        HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

Bill and Sarah heard a bizarre proposal from a neighbor they barely knew, a
request actually. He wanted to take nude pictures of their fourteen-year-old
daughter, Julia. His pitch sounded very professional - art photography,
modeling, good experience, potential contacts, possible discovery. Julia was
a classic form, a perfect model, beauty he could capture, preserve, and
promote. Julia, Bud, Randy, Roger, and Greg (the children) also heard the
proposal. The boys were thinking, "Wow, dirty pictures of Julia! Nifty!"
Julia hung on his every word, flattered by everything he said about her.
This wasn't dirty; this was art. Sarah thought it was pure bullshit. Bill
wanted to see Julia naked and didn't care. It was a good line of bull shit.

Sarah wasn't about to let this pervert go off with her daughter. Her body
language told him so. She sat with crossed legs and folded arms, listening,
not buying, but then he said he'd be willing to do the shoot right there in
their living room with the family present. That took her by surprise and was
a bit disarming. Sarah knew that Bill was onboard, and she knew the boys
would be upset if Mom didn't go along. Sarah could see that her normally shy
daughter had been seduced by smooth adult charm and flattery. She was so
naive, so easy for a man like Stan Donaldson. He didn't look like a child
molester. He looked like a seducer of young girls - women, too. Stan was all
man, polished, and slicker than a slug's belly.

Sarah formed fast impressions of men and was never wrong. That man could
charm any female out of her panties. There was one just like him working in
her office. She knew how easy it was to lose a pair of panties. You don't
have to be naive. You just have to listen and want to believe. She prayed
that Bill never found out how many panties she lost. Now, there was one in
her living room with his sites set on her daughter.

The presentation finally focused on Sarah, and then the question was put to
her. Everyone looked to her. They all wanted her to say, okay. She looked to
Bill, then to Julia, then over to the pleading boys, then to the pitchman's
crotch before raising her eyes to his. He wasn't hard, but he wasn't soft
either. He certainly had a dick and dressed left. Did he really think he'd
get that dick in her daughter with a transparent con like this. Maybe he
just wanted to see her naked and get a few pictures to jackoff to. No, his
type had to fuck them.

Their eyes saw through each other. They were adversaries, but he wanted her
and she wanted him. In the few seconds that their eyes locked, she knew they
'd be fucking at the first opportunity. Cheating was easy once you start
down that path. Sarah had years of experience by this time. She no longer
played games. If a man wanted her and appealed to her, they fucked,
sometimes where they met, while still standing. She and Stan got their
foreplay out of the way in seconds. At their next meeting, he could just
stick it in. She as much told him that with her eyes. He received her
message loud and clear. No one was the wiser. She just seemed to be mulling
over his proposal.

Sarah finally turned to Julia and said, "Are you willing to pose for him in
the nude?"

"Yes. It's art. It's modeling. He's a professional. I'm flattered that he
thinks I'm a good subject."

"You'll have to do this art right here. You are not leaving our sight."

"That's okay, but they won't be here, will they?"

She indicated her younger brothers who were all too eager to see their big
sister naked. Sarah started to assure her that they would not be present,
but Stan fielded the question, saying, "That is the attitude you must fight,
Julia. The female body is a thing of rare beauty, and you have the rarest of
all. You should be proud to show it, all of it, to anyone, but especially to
your own family members."

Greg, the youngest, said, "Yeah, Julia, we want to see what you look like
naked, especially the part between your legs."

Julia cried, "Mom! See how they are. If they stay, they'll ruin everything."

Sarah said, "That's enough, Greg. You boys had better act mature about this
or you will all sit through this in your rooms. I don't want to hear a peep
out of any of you. Not a peep, not a giggle, not a single word. [looking to
Julia] Stan is right, Julia. If this is art, they should be able to watch.
Your body is nothing to be ashamed of. We're all family, and Stan is a
professional."

"Well, I guess, as long as nobody gawks at me and giggles."

Stan clapped his hands together and said, "Great! I'll get my things and be
right back. Bill, could you and the boys clear some space, sorta move
everything back to open up the center?"

"Sure."

Stan said to the spouse, "Sarah, would you mind helping me carry over some
lighting equipment?"

Sarah got up and said, "I'd be happy to."

She followed him out. As soon as the door closed behind them, he whirled
around, took her in his arms, kissed her passionately, and did his best to
get his cock in her. Sarah held the kiss while looking all around to see who
might be bearing witness to the most daring sexual adventure of her life.
When she saw no one, she helped get him in. Soon, they were on the front
porch fucking with her panties at her knees and her dress hauled up past her
tits. He pushed the bra up, too, exposing her D-cup tits to cool twilight
air.

He fucked good and hard with a magnificent cock, and all of her was exposed.
She wouldn't have wanted it any other way and wanted to be completely naked.
After all, if she was going to do this to make a memory, make it a good one.
They were making a damn good one. She kept a wary eye out for nosy neighbors
and passing cars, but if anyone opened the door behind her she was busted.

Sarah had some great adventures in some far-out places, but nothing like
this. Sarah never met anyone that ballsie, or with a cock that was still
adequate in a stand-up fuck. She could only imagine what he'd be like on a
bed, over her with her heels by her ears. Sarah knew he'd fuck her daughter.
Julia stood no chance with this guy, and then he said, "I'm going to fuck
your daughter right in front of you, your family, and a few of my friends."

Sarah stood with her bare ass cupped in his large hands, taking a lazy fuck
with his log sawing in and out, a deliciously wicked feeling. She said, "I
believe you...I believe you, but I can't help you."

"Just don't stop me."

"I won't as long as no force is applied."

"There will be no force applied, but I want your word that you won't
interfere in any way."

"I won't. I'll just watch."

"What about Bill? Will he pose a problem?"

"No. He'll wish you luck. I think he'd like to watch."

"Is he the type that would get off on you and me having an open sexual
affair?"

"I doubt it, but you never know. I could feel him out. I take it you're the
type that likes to carry on your sexual affairs out in the open."

"What tipped you off?"

"The cool night air on my nipples."

"I suppose you feel like a cheating slut."

"A bit, yes. Do you like fucking cheating sluts?"

"Yes, but I mostly like fucking their daughters and sharing them with my
friends."

"Oh...I will say one thing for you. You are refreshingly open and honest for
a cad."

"If you like it open and honest, then I'll be open and honest and tell you
that before I'm through, I'll turn your innocent girl into a whore."

"Wow. That was a bit too much openness and honesty. You may have set your
cause back."

"I like a challenge. This was going too easy."

"Well, I'll keep my word and not interfere, but I will work against your
goal behind the scenes. I think it's time we returned to church. I'll enroll
her in Big Sisters and try to get her one who aspires to be a nun. I could
have her spend more time with her grandmother. I'll get her a Virgin Mary
night light and place a Bible in her night stand. I'll give you a challenge,
Mr. Magnificent Cock."

"That's better. You do that, but be a good sport about this when you lose."

"Meaning."

"If you can see that she's a whore, let her be one. Let her see me, sleep
over, go away for weekends, do parties, work gigs, no questions asked. You
can play Mommy when she's not whoring for me."

"You're asking a lot."

"Not of a good sport and cheating slut."

"I slap the piss out of men for talking trash like that to me. Why does it
make my pussy tingle when you say it?"

"The truth tickles."

"If you weren't fucking me on my front porch, I'd deny it. I may be a
cheating slut, but I'm no hypocrite. Look, could we move this adultery along
or finish at your place? Cheating sluts get no respect in this neighborhood.
They won't even look up to you when you're standing on a porch."

Stan eased out and said, "I wondered how long you could stand it. We would
have been here an hour if need be."

Sarah hurriedly pulled her clothing into place while following. She caught
up and said, "You prick. Can't you make a point some other way. I thought
you loved me."

"Love a slut...never."

"Damnit, that still tingles my pussy."

"Sluts don't have pussies; sluts have cunts."

"Fuck, I hate that term! You did it again, only now my cunt tingles."

He stopped at his door, faced her, and said, "Get your husband's permission
and I'll fix that for you."

"Are you saying you won't fuck me without a note from my husband?"

"I love a challenge."

She followed him in, saying "I don't. I just want to get fucked. Actually, I
just want to get fucked by something that doesn't beg me, bribe me, whine at
my feet, or lick my heels. I want to get fucked by a man. You remind me of a
man, Stan. I guess that's because I see so much of your back parts while I'm
begging for your front parts."

"There is one other way. [stopping to face her] See to it that I get your
daughter."

"You don't ask much."

While gathering gear, he said, "I do, but I'm worth it."

"Cocky. I like cocky."

"You like cock. You're a slut."

"Stop doing that. My cunt's on fire as it is."

"Pick up that light stand and that case."

"I get the heavy bulky stuff and you carry two itty bitty cameras. Is that
any way to treat a lady?"

"Do you think you're a lady?"

"I know...I know...I'm a slut. Lead on. I'll follow like a pack mule."

"We have to wait a little bit, and I need to fix you."

"Wait? Why? They're already wondering what is taking so long...and what do
you mean, fix me?"

"We haven't been gone long enough for them to think we might be fucking, and
I need to fix you so they'll know we were."

"WHAT! Are you crazy?"

"Hold still while I take off your panties."

She looked down while he reached up her dress. She said, "I don't want them
to think we were fucking much less know. [stepping free] What are you up
to?"

"I'll show you. Hold that light stand a little more to the side with the
legs behind you."

She did so. He bunched her skirt and hooked it on a knob, making it look
like she caught her skirt when she lifted. This exposed her left ass cheek
and pantiless condition. She looked and said, "Oh no...no way...I'm not
going in like this. Let them wonder. We'll stay longer, but I can't let them
see me like this."

"I'm trying to help you out, Sarah."

"Help me out?"

"Yes, in two ways. You wanna get fucked...by a real man on a regular
basis...right?"

"Yes."

"And you know there's two ways. Get your husband to accept that we're
fucking, or get your daughter to start thinking like a whore. Well, this
will let Bill know that we're fucking, and your daughter will accept being a
whore a lot easier if she knows you are one. You are her role model."

"Look, could I just pay you to fuck me?"

"I'm too expensive; I would never fuck a slut who would pay for it; and
besides, I want your daughter. You are a means to an end."

"You do flatter a girl. I've never been a means to an end before. Wait'll I
tell all the gals at the spa. They'll be green with envy."

"I have need of a good looking whore her age."

"For what?"

"You don't want to know."

"That puts my mind at ease. I hope you know I'll be thinking the worst."

"I'd rather you did. You will eventually find out and it won't be such a
shock."

"You're shooting porn, aren't you?"

"Among other things."

"Look, I want to know. It won't change anything. I'm sure you'll win. I'll
even help you win. I guarantee you'll win. I'll let you take her and do
whatever it is you do, but I must know she'll be safe, and be returned
unharmed."

"She'll be safe. Everyone is checked and clean. She won't get a mark on her,
and she will always be returned safe and sound, willing to go again.
Remember, she'll be a whore before she goes anywhere. She'll want it."

"Well, if that's the case, I suppose I could be a good sport."

"Then you'll show your bare ass."

She looked back, then said, "I suppose. Could I at least have something to
wipe my inner thighs."

"No, you look like you got fucked. In fact, make sure they see your cunt.
When you go to set that down, have your ass toward them."

"Oh fuck! Bill is going to shit."

"Will he say anything?"

"No, not in front of the kids, and he wouldn't do anything to blow this
opportunity to see Julia in her birthday suit. I'll hear about it after you
leave, though."

"Try to get a note. That'll make a good ice breaker."

"It will certainly get cheating on the table. The trouble is, I'm not sure I
want it on the table. I'm not sure how he'll take that."

"Will you give up cheating if he doesn't take it well?"

"No."

"Then you've lost nothing and have everything to gain. I might even take you
to a shoot, make you a star."

"I'll pass on show biz, but I would love to watch a shoot."

"One thing you'll see on a shoot is someone playing your part, Julia's
mother."

"Will they be having sex?"

"Oh yeah. Mother/daughter stuff is always hot. You should have that role.
You'd be perfect for that part. You look exactly like her real mother."

"Well, if Julia wanted me to play that role, I'd consider it. I do find her
very attractive. I shouldn't, but I do. We all lust after Julia and she
knows it. She even knows I do. She hides her body from me as much as anyone,
maybe more. I'm the boldest and the one most likely to rape her. That's why
everyone is so eager to watch this. Tell me, will you stick to the artsie
fartsie shots you sold us on, or do you plan to get her into some good
beavers? Fuck that artsie shit; we want raunchy beavers."

"We'll see. I won't push her, and I don't want to spook her. I want her to
relax and enjoy herself. She should want to do this again and be willing to
go farther. It might take several shoots before she's ready to take a dick.
For now, I want her to know this isn't art, that this is purely a sexual
thing, and she's being used. She's not sure."

"When she sees my wet cunt she'll be sure."

"See that she gets a good long look, because the sooner she's aware and that
you're in on it, the easier she'll be. I'll get good beavers out of her if
she's thinking sex and being used instead of serving the cause of art. An
aroused pussy loves being wide open in front of a camera lens, and there's
not a good looking babe in existence who doesn't secretly love being used."

"I hope you're right, because I'd love to see one of her beavers. That'll
make Bill easier to deal with, too. He'll be easy if he's horny."

"Just get that note before you give him any."

"Good idea. They know we're fucking by now. How much longer do you want to
drive the point home?"

"I don't want Julia to think I'm a wham bam thank you ma'am kinda guy, and
Bill will accept this easier if he knows he's up against a real stud with
stamina."

"Then I'm going to set this down and get my cunt wetter. If I'm going to do
this, I may as well go all out and do it right."

"In that case, lose the bra, too. Your hair should be wet, and you need to
be sweaty. Why don't you strip down, get wet in the shower, then put the
dress on over your wet skin."

"Fuck, why don't I just go back naked with cum running down my legs. I could
just walk in the door, show my cunt, and go, 'Look, everybody, I'm a
cheating slut!'"

"Good try, Sarah, but I'm not fucking you until you earn it. Get wet."

"Christ! You are the most difficult man to fuck. All right. Where's your
shower?"

"Down the hall, last door on the left."

Sarah returned looking like a wet puppy with a dress that clung to skin and
became transparent where it did. One could easily tell she had no underwear
on. She looked rode hard and hung up wet. She also had her top four buttons
missing to make it look like someone wanted at her tits very badly. Her top
was open to a point several inches below the base of the breasts, showing
two breast halves in the opening. She posed, saying, "I decided to go all
the way. I even shaved my cunt lips. Do I looked fucked by a stud or what?"

"Outstanding."

"I found some hand cream that looks like cum. Check this out."

She turned, hiked her dress, and bent forward exposing a cunt that looked
fucked and cummed in. He said, "Excellent. I should have thought of that.
What you found wasn't hand cream. That's what we use to simulate cum."

She stood and faced him, saying, "No wonder it looked so real. Well, I'm
ready."

"Pick up your load and I'll fix you."

"The way this dress shows through, you don't need to."

"Yes, but we need to show that fucked slut cunt of yours."

"True. One party in particular. I shaved my cunt for her. Did you know only
whores shave their pubic hair?"

"Who told you that?"

"Julia. Shit, I should have shaved it all off."

"You did fine. You couldn't look any more like a whore unless you had it
tattooed on your ass. There, now walk easy and it'll stay up."

"I'm right behind you - again."

She was right behind him as he entered. Indeed, they were all looking
impatient and thinking the worst. One look at Sarah confirmed the worst, and
then she turned and exposed her bare ass. They didn't see her cunt until she
set the stand down. It was then she noticed it was hooked on her dress and
she was exposing her cunt. She did an excellent job of acting like she didn'
t know, and a better job of showing alarmed reaction once she did know. She
looked terribly embarrassed and ashamed. She quickly came and sat beside
Bill. He looked at her like she should have gone straight to the bathroom -
or church.

The boys were very amused. They had never seen a grown-up's pussy and they
got to see a fucked one with no hair on their mother. That will make boys
smile. Julia just sat in astonishment. She got the best view - head-on, four
feet away, a full cunt shot right in the face, revealing shaved lips, a
gaping hole, and enlarged clit - one messy fucking snatch. The female body
is a thing of beauty, but Christ, not in your face with cum on it. And then
it dawned on her that her mother and Stan had been fucking. The implication
of that was that he was no gentleman, and she was no lady. They hadn't even
been on a first date. Besides, she can't date, she's married. Julia's
innocent mind was blown. And then she thought, "Oh my god, my mother's a
whore!"

While Stan fiddled with his cameras and Julia fiddled with her world
paradigm, Bill leaned in and whispered to Sarah, "Did he rape you?"

She whispered back, "No, I was bad, Bill. I'm sorry."

"Christ, Sarah, how could you come back looking like that? You knew the kids
were waiting."

"I know, that's why I had to hurry back. We were late enough as it was. I
didn't want anyone to think we were having sex. He just kept going on and on
and on. I didn't think he'd ever cum."

"Or stop cumming by the looks of things. I hope you know, everyone saw your
pussy - your shaved pussy. It wasn't shaved when you left. You could have at
least wiped."

"I did, you mean more came out."

"Your entire crotch is a spermy mess, Sarah. That's what your children saw -
a shaved pussy and a spermy crotch. That was the most vulgar sight I have
ever seen in my life, and you practically put that sight in Julia's face. It
's a wonder she didn't go screaming from the room."

"Well, I didn't show it on purpose."

"How could you do it, Sarah! How could you? What kind of tramp are you?"

"I'm sorry. We'll discuss what kind of tramp I am later. Right now, lets
watch Stan take dirty pictures of Julia."

That changed his demeanor in an instant. He said, "He's going to take dirty
pictures?"

"Did you think he was an artist?"

"Did he tell you that?"

"Yes, but I knew what he was after right from the start. He wants some good
beaver shots. He'll probably get them if you don't stop him."

"If Julia will pose that way, I won't stop him. Did you tell him it was
okay?"

"I promised him all kinds of shit, but we'll talk about that later."

Stan was beside Julia on the love seat, trying to get her to relax. She was
very shook by what she saw and how she now saw him. She appeared to be sorry
that she started this, and thinking of a way out. He was trying to win her
over again using humor and a liberal dose of sexual flattery. Both were
working like a charm, but the sexual flattery worked best. He went on and on
about her legs - their form, their symmetry, their tone and softness. He
scoped them through his view finder and felt them with his hand. She
gradually settled back and let him have his way with her gorgeous legs. She
even allowed him to move the skirt into her lap to fully expose them. She
saw nothing wrong with that since she'd eventually be naked.

Her brothers were trying to get a look at her panties. Sarah made them sit.
They preferred the floor, so she made two sit on one side of the sofa, two
on the other. She again warned them to act mature. Bill leaned in and
whispered, "What all did you promise him?"

"Later, Bill."

"I know one thing you promised him."

"What?"

"All the pussy he wants. [she wouldn't answer] Figures...Did you promise him
some of Julia's pussy, too? Sure looks like you did."

It did look like she did. Stan's hand made several passes up the inside of
Julia's leg to the crotch where his downward-pointing index finger rode up
the groove, lightly, but that was intense contact to a young girl, however
light. This was a good strategy for getting her thinking along sexual lines.
Her legs were relaxed and slightly parted, a silent invitation to do that
some more. She was laid back, looking down at his hand, watching intently,
especially when his finger nestled in the groove and slowly slid upward. She
showed no emotion. Only tell-tale wetness revealed that his soothing massage
had any effect. After a dozen passes, she had a wet streak the length of her
slit, her engorged clit showing through nicely, her labia lips swollen and
puffy, leaving no doubt that under those simple K-Mart panties was a very
aroused young lady with a plump pussy full of form and definition. Her pussy
seemed to inflate before their eyes.

Sarah had the same type of pussy, a pussy that plumps up when aroused, but
gets rather flat and formless otherwise, nothing much to look at unless a
crack turns you on. It was just the opposite when aroused with the
bright-red guts belching out from between soft pillows of labial flesh.
Sarah could picture Julia's pumped-up belching pussy and the image made her
mouth water.

Sarah reflected on what Bill said when he said, "Figures." That seemed to
indicate an acceptance of her right to offer Stan all the pussy he wanted,
like Bill would not contest that right. This was a very positive sign. Bill
leaned in again and said, "You told him he could fuck her, didn't you?"

"Yes, but I doubt he'll do it tonight. This is just a warm-up. He'll be
back."

Sarah could see that she had an aroused hubby beside her. She fought back a
smile as he said, "He must be really good for you to make him that offer."

"He is."

"Does he have a big dick?"

"Cock, Bill...you have a dick. His cock is very big...long and thick...plus
he cums like a horse."

"You want more of that man's horse cock, don't you?"

"All I can get."

"I hope you know you'll never be able to hide this from the kids after what
they saw. If they see you going to or from his place, they'll know what you
were up to."

"I have no intention of trying to hide it. They'll just have to accept it
and so will you, unless you can go without pussy for long stretches. And he
is welcome to come here. When he does, this is where you'll sleep, and if I
hear a whimper out of you, or see a sad pouty face, I'll have you jacking
off on the sofa for a month."

That shut him up, or what Stan was doing shut him up, because Stan pulled
the crotch of Julia's panties aside and hung them outside the left lip. He
did this so he could lightly stroke her naked pussy on the pretext of
helping her to relax and overcome her shyness. At first, it didn't work
worth a shit. She went stiff as a board on the verge of a panic attack, but
little by little, with each finger pass up the oily slit, through the
bright-red guts, and over the erect clit, she did relax. She eventually
relaxed into a full slump with her legs falling out even wider than before -
over a foot apart at the knees.

The two boys on the left side of the sofa were having a fit because they had
a profile view and couldn't see Julia's pussy. Julia had by this point tuned
everyone out, so Sarah allowed the boys to move to a better spot. They moved
in front of her - right in front of her. The other two joined them. They now
had excellent views. Julia didn't care. She didn't close her legs one
fraction of an inch; in fact, they fell out a couple more as though her
inflating pussy pushed them out.

Once everyone was settled, Stan moved his hands to the waistband of her
panties and told her to lift. She closed her legs and lifted. He drew her
panties down and off. He then pressed out on her knees to make a wide
beaver. Though her brothers were all gawking at her wide open pussy belching
its cunt guts out through the slit, she didn't resist or cringe, a good sign
that the exposure turned her on.

Stan moved the material of her dress up her torso, rendering her naked from
the waist down. She held her legs fully open while he did so. When he
returned his attention to her crotch, she was ready for it. She couldn't
hide how good that felt to have his finger back, only now there were two,
forcing her puffy lips apart as they traversed the length of her slippery
trench of love, treating the clit like a fork in the road. Something else
was new, exciting and new. When the fingers reached the hole, they went in
to the second knuckles, did a few push-ups, then came out to slide up to the
fork in the road.

This was all done so slow and easy that it didn't look like masturbation or
finger fucking, but that's what it was. This went on for five minutes with
his fingers going deeper and deeper, staying longer and longer, doing more
push ups, and when the fingers came to the fork in the road, they played
with it, toyed with it, tugged and pulled on it. This relaxed the fuck out
of her. With his free hand, Stan lifted Julia's right arm, then let it drop.
He then lifted the left and let it drop. Both dropped like wet rags. He
said, "See how relaxed you are now? This is how relaxed you have to be in
front of the camera. You are now completely at ease with showing the most
intimate part of your body, aren't you?"

Sarah had been thinking he was going way too fast, but now thought there was
method to his madness after all. Julia smiled and said, "Yes, completely."

Stan said, "It doesn't bother you that your brothers can see your pussy,
does it?"

Sarah thought the term vagina would have been better for a professional
artist to use on a young girl, but considering where he was headed, she was
surprised he didn't say, cunt. Julia didn't look too put out by having her
vagina called a pussy, though no adult had ever done so. She knew she was
being used by a man who wanted some dirty pictures. She said, "No, not
anymore."

"Show them the whole thing. Reach down and open your pussy for them."

Sarah thought Julia would balk at that but she reached down, lined her
fingers along the lips, and pulled out, making her pussy blossom. That
launched Bill from his seat. Sarah joined him. They stood behind the boys
who were gazing on Julia's wide, coral-pink oval. She had it all laid out
there - the clit, the inner lips, the pristine hole. If this vulgar exposure
bothered Julia, it didn't show in her face. Stan reached in with a finger
and began moving internal pussy parts around, highlighting what was there,
saying, "This is the core of your beauty, Julia. This is your pussy, the
pink inside, not the outside."

His finger entered the hole and went in to the palm where it remained to
scour the walls of her vagina as he said, "This is what makes you a woman.
This is your vagina, the part doctors deal with, where babies are made,
where they emerge, where love is made and born. This is not your pussy. It
is a part of your pussy, but it is not your whole pussy. This is your pussy
hole. [extracting] This is your pussy. All of this pink flesh. This is the
beauty I strive to capture on film and share with others who feel as I do
that this is the core of feminine beauty - the essence of female beauty. I
was right about you. Your legs gave it away. You have the finest, the very
finest. Your pussy is rich and voluptuous. You, Julia, are a creature of
extremely rare beauty, and you are going to be just like your mother when
you grow up. She, too, has a rich and voluptuous pussy between her legs.
[Sarah blushed] This is what I will highlight when I pose your naked body.
Can you pose this part for me?"

Sarah thought his remark about her was uncalled for, but who were they
kidding. Everyone knew and they saw that he told the truth. She and Julia
did have similar cunts between their legs - one small scale, one large
scale, one with hair on the lips, one without, one with a semen-like
substance, one without. Julia said, "Yes, I can pose that."

"Will exposing your pussy to the camera make you feel vulgar or obscene?"

"No."

He slipped his fuck finger in all the way, saying, "Does it bother you when
I stick my finger in your vagina?"

"No."

"Good, because I'll need to gather wetness from your vagina from time to
time and spread it through your pussy. Your pussy should look wet and
glistening, fully aroused for each shot. For this type of photography, the
subject must look horny, and to look horny, you have to be horny. You can't
fake horny. I may have to apply stimulation by rubbing your clit, or by
licking it, or sucking on it to get you horny, good and wet, really pumped
up, on the edge of orgasm. Will any of that bother you?"

With a quivering voice and wide eyes, she said, "No."

"I need you at the edge of orgasm throughout the shoot. I need you looking
aroused and horny so that your facial expressions match your pussy. Both
have to look horny, equally horny, the maximum in horny without going over
the edge. If you go over the edge, we'll have to stop for the night. You can
't get near the maximum in horny after an orgasm, not for eight to ten
hours. You'll be kept at a high state of arousal throughout the shoot, and
near orgasm right before shots. Can you handle that?"

"I think so."

"Good. Try not to cum. When we're all done, I'll give you a good orgasm, or
you can give yourself one. Do you masturbate?"

She hesitated. That was a dumb question besides being the ultimate in
personal, but since she still held her pussy open and he was finger fucking
her vagina, she nodded, then said, "Yes."

"Good, then you can do yourself, unless you'd rather have me do you."

"I'd rather you did. I'd be too self conscious."

"That's understandable. How do you want it - manual or oral?"

"I don't know. You decide."

"Has anyone ever sucked on your pussy for you?"

"No."

"Then we'll do an oral. Well, are we all set?"

"I guess."

"Let's get those clothes off and see the rest of you."

Sarah moved everyone back to give them room to work. They all piled on the
sofa with a boy sitting on each arm. One sat beside Sarah, another beside
Bill. The one beside Sarah kept looking inside her top, as did the one on
the left arm. They could see a whole tittie, nipple and all. That didn't
bother Sarah; in fact, them scoping out her tits made the nipples hard.

Sarah was very impressed with Stan. The way he handled Julia was masterful.
The girl was putty in his hands and well on her way to staring in porno
movies. He could easily fuck her this very evening, but he'd be wise to
allow this evening to sink in. Stan was wise. Sarah was sure he would wait.

Bill had a hardon that hurt him. Julia's pulled-open beaver was his undoing.
Sarah envied anything with a dick after seeing that girl's fuck hole. Her
tongue got a hardon. Stan certainly had Julia primed for a sexual photo
shoot, and in the mood to be used. There was nothing artsie about this shit,
not when the subject gets sucked off after the shoot. Talk about parting on
a happy note. If a finger made her go ga ga, a talented sucking mouth would
curl her teeth. It was obvious to all that Julia dreamed of a suck job but
couldn't bring herself to ask for one. She found it difficult to conceal her
excitement at the prospect of getting one from a handsome man with her
family looking on. Sarah couldn't wait to see that finale.

Stan had a camera in hand with Julia standing before the sofa. She looked
dressed, her typical school attire: simple dress, bra, panties, slip-on
shoes, no socks. Getting undressed wouldn't take long. The panties were
still on the floor and she kicked her shoes off before she stood.

The boys were eager to see her tits. She had developed a nice set of C's' in
the past year, going from A's' to C's', headed for D's', and those
mini-hooters gave every indication of being superb. No one ever saw them
bare, but often saw their impression in a T-shirt, which would get wet if
she strayed too near water and boys. Her nipples were long and dark, like
Sarah's. Everyone had a good idea what they'd look like, but still, there is
nothing like naked. Sarah was even feeling the excitement. She reached over
and took Bill by the sweaty hand. The show was about to begin.

Stan looked at his subject through the eye of the camera and said, "Okay,
Julia, take off the dress and the bra. This isn't a strip tease and they
aren't an audience. Just remove the items and toss them. Focus your
attention on me or look where I tell you.

Julia looked a bit nervous as she removed the dress by pulling it off
overhead, but looked a lot nervous when it came time to shed the bra,
knowing very well how eager everyone was to finally see her naked titties.
Oddly, showing pussy was easier on Julia than showing tits. If Stan was
aware, he didn't act aware. She finally sucked it up and took the thing off,
but then shyly put an arm across her chest. Stan let the camera dangle from
the neck strap, came over, and gently rested her arms at her sides. He got
behind her, cupped her breasts, and said while looking down on them from
over her shoulder, "Absolutely gorgeous. Oh, Julia, these are the finest
breasts I have ever seen on a girl your age."

Everyone agreed. What was not to like. They were perfection, just right for
her build. The nipples could not have been more lovely as he rolled them in
his fingers. Again, Stan proved to have the magic touch. Under his soothing
touch and flattering words, all shyness melted. One hand slid down her front
and between her legs, there to stimulate the clit. This was the first time
what they were doing looked nasty. The fast rubbing and her response made it
look that way. Julia couldn't hold still or act dispassionate while he
rubbed her pleasure button. Her knees bowed out, her pelvis tilted up, and
she met the finger action with little humps and grinds. She was going for
her nut and then he stopped and let go of everything, leaving her in agony
as he came around front with the camera up.

Stan said, "Hold your tits. Offer them up to the lens. Squeeze in. Arch your
back. Look at one. [FLASH] Excellent. Relax."

Bill was mindlessly squeezing Sarah's hand and it hurt. She yanked her hand
free and her right tit popped out. Stan saw that. [FLASH] He then came up,
unbuttoned her to the waist, hung both sides outside the tits, stood back,
and [FLASH]. The nerve.

Sarah left her tits out to convey that Stan had the right to expose her tits
and take a picture. If he wanted them covered again, he'd cover them. The
boys were all for that - four boys, four tits. Sarah had to wonder how long
she'd be keeping the dress. That stunt was to test Bill, and Bill passed the
test. He didn't say shit, nor did he make an attempt to cover Stan's
breasts. It was almost as though he wanted to convey his subordinance to
Stan. The alpha male challenged; Bill cowered. Sarah had a feeling they were
now officially neighbor and mistress, that all present now accepted that as
fact. Her husband had been effectively reduced to the status of the oldest
boy. That made her cunt tingle like crazy.

Stan sat low on the floor in front of Sarah. She parted her legs so he could
lean back to the sofa. Julia stood before him. He scooted lower, sliding his
legs between her feet. She had to step out. He then motioned her forward
until she straddled his chest with her toes and her mother's toes touching,
giving him a good shot up her front with his camera at her knee level. She
felt awkward and self conscious until he reached in and fingered her with
two fingers, then spread the wetness all through her pussy. He did that
several times. That helped loosen her and quickly fanned smoldering embers.

Julia cupped her inner thighs and craned her neck to watch. For several
minutes, Stan masturbated her. He had her in a sweat, puffing out short
breaths, rolling her pussy on his fingers because she couldn't hold still.
His two middle fingers now went in to the palm and fucked, sometimes hard,
making a slapping sound. When he came out to smear her between the lips, she
gripped herself hard and grimaced, holding her breath. He said, "Stay with
me, Julia. Hang in there, girl. Don't cum. I want your pussy fully aroused
for this shot." He brought her right to the brink. When he told her to show
him some pink, she reached in with both hands and pulled herself wide open,
aimed her cunt at the lens and waited with her lower lip in teeth. Fifteen
seconds later [FLASH]

He had her back off, then he started up but halted as though hit by a second
thought. Facing Sarah with her legs still parted, he pushed her dress up
past her pussy and told her to hold it. He pushed both legs up, out, and
down. There was the evidence all over again, out in public view, only better
and for longer than before. Everyone got a good long look while he fiddled
with his camera and tried several angles. The light just wasn't right. He
had Julia bring the light stand closer. He had Bill press down on the right
knee. He had the boys on her left hold the left leg across their laps, then
he told Sarah to show him some pink.

By this time she was ready to show pink. Had he ordered that at the start,
she couldn't have done it. Julia did it, why couldn't she. With that
thought, she reached down, lined her fingers along the messy lips, and
pulled herself open, making a much bigger oval than her tight, unused,
compact daughter. Julia showed pussy; Sarah showed cunt. Stan took his sweet
time but eventually took a picture of it. [FLASH]

Now, it was official. Stan had a mistress and the mistress had a cunt. Sarah
never thought she could live with herself if her children were to ever find
out that she was a cheating slut, but Stan exposing her as such only made
her pussy tingle...no, her cunt, her slutty cunt, for that's what she showed
them. They saw a slut pull her cunt open. After that thorough exposure, she
didn't even bother pulling her dress down or putting her legs down. The boys
on her left were massaging the leg they clung to in hopes of keeping it. The
boy on the other side of Bill was giving her a foot rub so as to keep it.
Bill just sat there with a leg covering his erection. He eventually laid his
hands on it and joined in the massage, but not until after the next shot.

This shot was centered on Bill and had Julia in a wide stance facing away.
She was told to bend way low and reach around her legs to show pink. Sarah
thought her hubby's dick would drill through her leg when Julia pulled her
lips apart. He had two pristine holes to drive him insane. Stan thought her
pussy needed stimulation, so he reached in from the side and provided it,
giving her the most vulgar finger fucking so far along with the most
vigorous rubbing. He had Julia squirming on his fucking fingers as he said,
"Let me know when you're about to cum so I can stop and get the shot. I know
this won't be easy, but work with me. You'll be much better if you're good
and horny. Are you horny, Julia?"

"Yes...super horny...be careful when you do my clit...oh god, this is making
me so horny...I could get hornier and wetter if you finger my vagina some
more. My clit is too sensitive."

He entered her deep and reamed her good, saying, "Damn, girl, you are horny.
You're sopping wet in here. I want you as horny as I can get you, but are
you sure you can get hornier without cumming?"

"I can get hornier if you keep on fingering me like that...unghhhh....oh
yes...like that...oh god, you are making me so horny."

"Don't cum, Julia."

"I won't. I promise. I can still get hornier."

"Are you horny enough to fuck a dog in the street?"

"Not that horny...not yet, anyway...keep that up I will be."

"I want you that horny."

"I'm getting there...oh yes...a little more...a little harder...oh god...oh
god..."

"I need to spread this wetness on your pussy. Can you handle it?"

"Yes, just go easy on my clit...ughhh...oh god...unghh...yes...you could
take me out to the street, now."

"Are you serious? Would you let a dog fuck you in the street?"

"Right now, I would."

"Good, we're there...let me spread this mess."

"Unghhh...oh...uh...ummmm...easy...you'd better stop, now."

"Okay, baby, look up at your pussy and give me a horny bitch-in-heat smile
[FLASH]. Outstanding! Hold your pose. Let me get another one looking down
over your ass...oh, this is beautiful. This time, show me your vagina. Move
all the fingers down around the hole and open it up...that's
it...beautiful...pull yourself up and look at your horny pussy hole, hungry
for a dog's dick...show me a horny mutt slut...that's the look,
Julia...[FLASH]

Stan stood straight but left Julia in place, still showing her hole, hanging
double from the waist, panting like a chained bitch after a dog pound gang
bang, her mind reeling with the realization that she admitted that she would
fuck a dog in the street. She didn't think she would ever admit that to
anyone, much less her entire family and a perfect stranger. He was perfect,
too. Any man who could get her to admit that was perfect. Any man who could
make her that horny that she'd admit that was perfect. She prayed he wouldn'
t be a stranger.

He pushed two fingers in her aching hole and casually eased them in and out
while looking Sarah over. She looked a sight, seated in a full-splits beaver
with her tits hanging out, eight hands all over her legs from heel to
crotch, now aware of one of the things Stan was into and intended to use her
daughter for. He was wise to save that as a surprise, and lucky that Julia
could get that horny. Stan smiled to her and said, "You've earned it. I don'
t think you need any notes, and I think Julia will work out just fine, don't
you?"

Sarah eyed the fingers going fully in and out of her daughter's
stretched-open hole, then said, "It would appear so. I must say, I'm very
impressed. You certainly have a way with my daughter. I love the way you
handle her."

"You mean the way I handle her pussy."

"You got her over her shyness. If that's what it takes to loosen a girl up,
I love it. I think she loves it, too. Do you like that, Julia?"

"Yes, a lot. I sure feel loose, and I'm not shy one bit. I love the way he
handles my pussy. I like feeling loose and horny."

"I like you loose and horny. We may have to pay Stan to come over here and
make you loose and horny when you get uptight and bitchy."

"I'm all for that."

Stan said while looking down to Julia, "I'll do the job for free but I won't
be using my fingers. I'll loosen you the same way I loosened your mother.
You see how loose she is. Is that how loose you'd like to be?"

When Julia looked to her mother's beaver, Sarah opened the lips which had
the boys all craning for another look. Sarah repositioned her fingers around
the hole and opened it up, making a tunnel between her legs you could pass a
cucumber through and not get it wet. She said, "Stan can make you this loose
if you want him too. I would have no objection."

Julia thought about that, then said, "That's pretty loose. I think that
would hurt."

"The vagina is a very elastic organ. If you go slow, it'll stretch. I'm sure
he'd take it nice and easy with a tight little pussy like yours. When Stan
gets all of his cock up your pussy and you can feel his balls against your
ass, you'll feel loose as a goose, Julia."

Stan ended this discussion that had Julia on the spot and getting nervous.
Her mother was getting a little too carried away and being too vulgar. He
said, "She doesn't need to be thinking about this tonight. She's plenty
loose. If she ever wants to get looser, she knows where to find me."

Sarah let go of her twat and said, "Is this a wrap, or would you like more
pictures of my daughter's pussy?"

"I'd like a few more. How about you, Julia, have you had enough, or can you
go on?"

"I can go on. Take all the pictures you want."

"Great, I'd like some close-ups of your pussy and vagina, but I was
wondering if you'd mind if I shaved the hair off."

"You mean all of it?"

"Yes, bald."

"Well..."

"What's the problem?"

"I have to shower at school. I'd be the only one with a bald pussy."

"Would that make you look like a whore?"

"Yeah, or a lezzie."

Sarah said, "Are you going to let labels like that run your life?"

"They're pretty bad labels, Mom."

"Yes, if you allow people to hang them on you."

"Are you saying I should let Stan shave my pussy?"

"I would. I will. If Stan wants my pussy shaved, I'll keep it shaved for
him. I think you owe him. I think this has helped you a great deal to come
out of your shell. Thanks to Stan, you can now walk around naked and feel
totally free. Isn't that worth something?"

"Yes, but I'll look like a whore, Mom."

"So what? After all he has done, you should be willing to look like a whore
for him. That's why he wants all the hair shaved off so that you will look
like a whore. That will make his pictures better, sexier, nastier. Right
now, you have a girl's pussy, but he would like pictures of a little whore's
cunt."

Stan allowed Sarah to run with this because he liked where she ran. That was
good and had the pussy he was still fingering salivating. Julia thought this
over, then said, "Well,  I do owe him. [looking up to Stan] Okay, you can
shave all the hair off my pussy if you want. I'll even keep it shaved if you
'd like me to."

"I'd like that very much, Julia. I'd like to do the shaving. Would you mind
if I stopped by to shave you each day?"

"No, I wouldn't mind."

"Great! [looking to Roger on the right arm with nothing to massage] Would
you bring me a fresh razor, soap, a bowl of warm water, and a towel?"

"Sure!"

Roger went off and Stan drew the coffee table back to its place before the
sofa. He had Julia lie down and make a spread. She drew both legs in and
laid them flat with her hands pressing down on her inner thighs. The kid
knew how to make a shaving spread. Sarah had to put her legs down as
everyone on the sofa wanted to scoot to the edge and lean forward. In Julia'
s position, all had a good view. Stan got on the opposite side by her chest
so he wouldn't block anyone. While they waited on Roger, he played with her
tits.

Julia didn't need to hold herself in that open spread. She wanted to, and
she did so in hopes of luring Stan's hand. She lured her father's. He couldn
't resist. He sent his fuck finger in and waited for someone to tell him he
couldn't do that. Sarah didn't. Stan didn't. Julia didn't, though she didn't
think that was right. She figured someone else would think so, too, but
nobody said anything, so he kept on finger fucking her and painted her clit
for her. His fingers began feeling a lot like Stan's. Pretty soon, she didn'
t mind. At one point, she had to tell him to slow down because she was about
to cum.

Roger arrived and Stan set to work making a cunt out of a pussy. He did some
shaving, then handed the razor to Brad. Everyone got to do some shaving.
Everyone got to feel and finger her pussy/cunt, even Sarah. Julia got to
where she didn't care whose fingers they were. Being shaved was fun.

Stan patted her dry after every teeny tiny hair was gone. They checked
thoroughly. They got it all. She liked being checked thoroughly, too. She
framed her cunt after Stan patted her dry, pulling herself into a tight curl
so as to see all of it, all the way to her asshole.

Stan said, "Now this is a little whore's cunt."

Sarah said, "Do you like your whore's cunt, Julia?"

"Yeah. If Stan wants to take pictures of a little whore's cunt, then that's
what I want between my legs."

While Stan had her in this position, he decided a shot was in order. With
everyone huddled over her crotch, Julia made a pink display right in front
of the camera lens. It looked like Stan wanted a picture of her ovaries, and
she wanted him to get that shot. [FLASH]

He ordered her to flip over and kneel with her head and chest on the table.
She assumed the position, and without being told, reached around both hips
and showed pink. This was another her father couldn't resist. Stan let him
get her good and wet for the shot. He worked her over while she guided him
along to her horniest possible state, that state when she was horny enough
to fuck a dog in the street. Her Daddy kept rubbing that in, but she kept
confirming that she could get that horny, or was that horny, or would
actually do that. She even used the "F" word in the sentence, "Yes, I'll let
a dog fuck me and let you watch." He almost tripped her trigger. To her
credit, she yelled, "STOP!" [FLASH]

"On your side, Punkin, and lift your leg straight up. Point your toes to the
ceiling and pull the top lip aside. Nice. [FLASH]"

"Do a head stand, and then do the splits. Greg, hold a toe to help balance
her....Oh, yeah, this is good...right down the tunnel of love. [FLASH]

"Okay, Punkin', on your back, legs high in the air, lift your hips. Hold
yourself up with your hands on your hips and spread 'em
wide...beautiful...Sarah, how about opening her up for me?"

Bill jumped up, saying, "Here, I'll do it."

"No, I want female hands, a mother's hands."

Sarah came over and knelt beside Julia's chest. Stan was at Julia's ass.
They had the up-ended beaver between them. Sarah laid her painted nails
along the shaved lips, taking up all the room with her larger fingers. She
pulled. They looked at the whore's cunt they created and exchanged smiles.
He leaned in. She met him, and they kissed long and passionately directly
over Julia's beaver. The rest stood around watching that kiss.

When the kiss ended, Stan dipped his head and kissed the cunt. He ran his
tongue all around, sent it deep, sucked the clit, got his face good and wet,
then eased off wearing a challenging smile that said, "Your turn."

This time, all who saw it understood the message and were waiting to see
what Sarah would do. Julia was still cross-eyed from what Stan did. Sarah
smiled and dipped her head. Julia's head shot up to see if that soft face
was actually her mothers. Her head hit the floor with a thud and her eyes
went cross again when she saw that it was. Sarah did it better and much
longer than Stan did. She got her picture taken several times, plus she made
Julia cum. Even after Julia climaxed, Sarah kept on eating, mostly in the
vagina while waiting for Stan to reload his camera. That was one happy
little bitch feeding her mommy girl cum out of the well of her whore cunt.
Mommy delved deep for that juicy stuff.

When Stan was set to take another shot, Sarah stuck her tongue fully out
with half buried in the hole. [FLASH] He said, "Give me another good face
shot with her clit in your mouth. Suck it into your mouth, bite down gently
with your teeth, now smile big...fucking great...[FLASH] Now, lay your head
to the side and lap her slit...excellent...[FLASH] Now, rest your chin on
her mound and bury your tongue in her slit...fully outside your mouth...that
's it...hold it...[FLASH] Outstanding, Sarah, outstanding. Now, let's get
that shot of your fingers lining her cunt...open her up...hold...[FLASH]

Julia collapsed when the adults got up. That wasted her. She looked so good,
Stan got the shot. [FLASH] He placed his arm around Sarah's waist and they
looked down on Julia together. Stan said to Sarah, "I'm going to fuck the
shit out of you."

Sarah looked over her shoulder to Bill and said, "You're sleeping on the
sofa tonight. Stan wants to fuck the shit out of me."

Julia struggled up onto her elbows, obviously amused by this new mom she
had. Sarah looked to her daughter and detected envy and admiration, even
awe. Sarah smiled and said, "I suppose you think I'm a lezzie whore, now."

"Don't let people hang labels on you. Isn't that what you said?"

"Yes, that's what I said. You did very well tonight, Julia. I'm so proud of
you for allowing Stan to turn your child's pussy into a whore's cunt. You
look much better with a whore's cunt between your sexy legs. I like you much
better as a whore. You'd make a very sexy whore, and you'll be making very
sexy pictures."

Stan said, "You were fantastic, Julia. Far better than I ever dreamed. Would
you like to do this again?"

"Sure, anytime. [drawing her feet to her ass and laying her knees out] My
cunt is all yours, Stan. You can do anything you want with it...anything."

Sarah said, "Well, Stan, it would appear you have yourself a little whore.
Congratulations. You won her fair and square. I gave you my word. My word is
my bond. She's yours whenever you want her, no questions asked."

As ominous as that sounded, Julia was not alarmed. It sounded like she might
get fucked a lot. It sounded like she had been made part of a wager, but
that didn't bother her. It sounded like she might get fucked a lot. The
impression was that she was now bound into some form of sexual servitude,
but that didn't bother her, either. It sounded like she might get fucked a
lot, so when Stan extended a hand to her and said, "Come on, Punkin, you're
going to bed with us." She reached for it.

Stan and Sarah stripped down and joined Julia on the bed, placing her
between them. The first thing Julia did was reach down to get hold of Stan's
cock as her mother entered her with three fingers. Julia needed that cock
more than Sarah did, so Sarah gave Stan the okay. Stan rolled to his back
and told Julia to get on and go at her own pace. She climbed right over,
stood in a squat, and let her mom guide. She worked and worked to get every
bit inside. She wouldn't give up. It took her thirty minutes. When her lips
finally settled to his groin, she was exhausted. She just sat there, getting
her breath, finding it hard to breathe with a dick pressing against her
diaphragm. Stan and Sarah had a good laugh.

When the laughs died, Julia said, "Am I like some kind of sex slave, now?"

Stan was about to set her mind at ease, but Sarah detected a fantasy and
spoke up first, saying, "You could say that."

"Wow, a sex slave. Am I like going into a whore house or something?"

"Something like that, but only on weekends and holidays or special
occasions, sometimes just overnight or when Stan has a need for your
services."

"What services?"

"You said anything. Did you mean anything or did you mean something else?"

"No, I meant anything anything...anything he wants to do. I gave him my
cunt."

"That's good, because I told him he could do anything with you - no
restrictions, no limitations, no conditions, no questions asked. As far as I
'm concerned, your cunt belongs to Stan, now. You belong to Stan. I just
look after you for him. He wants you, he takes you. What he does with you is
his business."

Julia wasn't the least concerned, just excited and squirming. She looked to
Stan and said, "What are you going to do with me, Stan, make me fuck dogs in
the street?"

He caught on by this time and said, "That, and any damn thing I want. I own
you. We struck a deal. If your mom wants my cock, she'll stick to the
agreement."

Sarah said, "I want that cock, so use it or get off."

She used it and got all three of them off.

This sexual triad lasted for two years and then petered out. In that two
years, Julia and Sarah made fifty-three low-budget films for the underground
market. Julia got fucked a lot. So did her mom. They also made a lot of dogs
smile. You should see one of those movies - any one.

                                               The End

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CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex
practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open
sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex,
body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy
and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation. Before
you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards are because they can
all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - sex with minors should be left to
other minors. PP

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