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Subject: {ASSM} The Perils of Sandra Oxhorn 1 (M+/f, inc, inter)
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The Perils of Sandra Oxhorn
Volume1
The Adventure Begins
Sweet little Sandra wandered into the garage one day and caught her
Daddy making himself cum. He stood with his legs wide apart, and all his
muscles were tense, and he was moving his hand on something long, thick and
hard that stuck out of his pants.
Sandra watched from around the doorway, seeing but not understanding.
At first she thought he hurt himself, but she listened a little more and
the sounds he made didn't sound like hurt sounds. More like he liked what
he was doing.
So Sandra watched. She felt warm, but thought it was because she was
holding her breath so he wouldn't hear. All too soon, great streams of
white stuff squirted from the thing he was moving his hands on, and little
Sandra had to cover her mouth with her hand, hiding her gasp of surprise.
So Sandra decided right then and there to learn more about what her
Daddy was doing. She had to get away from the garage, though. So she
scampered back to the little wading pool she spent a lot of time playing
in. She watched very carefully though, for her Daddy to leave the garage.
When he did some minutes later, little Sandra pretended to aimlessly
play in the yard, finally wandering into the garage. She went back to her
Daddy's workbench and climbed up on a low stool right near where he had
been standing. She saw a stack of pictures of a little girl laying in a
clear area of the bench.
She knew the girl. It was Beth, from down the street a few houses.
They were in different grades at the same elementary school. Beth was a
little older, so they didn't really know each other. Sandra had just
started Kindergarten and didn't even know the children in her own class,
yet.
What really surprised Sandra was what Beth was doing in the pictures.
She was standing in front of two adult men (one White and one Black) and
wearing a little dress, but it was all open and off her shoulders and
Sandra could see her nipples. She had a thing in her mouth. Just like
Daddy's thing, only Black and really gross looking.
Her eyes were wide open and Sandra could tell that she didn't really
like whatever she was doing. There was alot of thick white stuff on her
face, mostly running from one corner of her mouth, and dripping off her
chin. The same kind of white stuff she saw her Daddy squirt. It looked
like Tapioca pudding.
Little Sandra wasn't a very smart child, but reasoning things through
from the picture, she remembered her Daddy squirting and got off the stool.
She started looking for where her Daddy squirted. It didn't take her long
to find it. There were several large globs of the stuff, still on the side
of a cardboard box under the bench, on a low shelf.
She poked at it with a slim, delicate finger and felt the slippery
stickiness of the stuff. She smelled it, curious to see what something her
Daddy could spurt would smell like. She could barely smell anything, the
other garage smells intruding.
Sweet little Sandra stuck out her tongue and touched her finger with the
tip. The taste seared into her young mind, instantly starting her mouth
watering. The thick, musky taste, with just a hint of saltiness was very
exciting to her. No further thought was necessary on her part.
She scooped up as much of the stuff as she could get on her little
fingers, sticking them in her mouth, using her tongue to get as much of it
as she could. The more she wanted, the less there was, and she was all too
soon done licking the cardboard box clean.
At dinner she kept tasting her Daddy's taste, even after eating. She
looked at him every chance she could, feeling warmer and warmer inside
every time she looked at him and remembered what he did, and how her Daddy
tasted. When it was time for her to go to bed, she didn't want to climb
down from her Daddy's lap and clung to his neck, resisting her Mom's orders
until almost too late.
The next day, Sandra watched as her Daddy again went into the garage.
Before she could see anything, the phone rang and he went back to the house
to answer it. Sandra quickly went into the garage and crawled up onto the
low shelf below her Daddy's workbench. She was far back, the cardboard box
hiding her. It was dark in the shadows of the warm garage, and little
Sandra was more curious about watching him and maybe, just maybe getting a
chance to taste his white stuff again, than concerned about getting caught.
Her Daddy came back and stood at the bench. She could see him from just
above the belt all the way down past his knees. She looked intently at her
Daddy's zipper, scared, wondering, waiting.
She heard the rustle of paper and thought he was looking at something.
Then she saw his pants begin to tent out, and almost gasped. Her Daddy
rubbed himself there and Sandra watched as the swelling grew much larger.
Little Sandra watched as her Daddy drew his zipper down, the sound very
loud under the bench. He suddenly pulled it back up and Sandra heard a
voice. It was a man, and he said he'd brought along a friend of his for
her Daddy to play with. The voice sounded like Mr. Nese, another neighbor
on the street.
Her daddy brought Mr. Nese and a little girl back to the bench. Sandra
saw she was the girl from the picture, little Beth. She saw her plainly as
she stood between her Daddy and Mr. Nese and was more than a little
surprised when she saw Beth reach for her Daddy's zipper.
Sandra watched breathlessly as Beth opened her Daddy's pants and pulled
out his thing. It was long and hard and angry-looking. But she stared at
it, fascinated by it. Beth pulled on it and it got a lot harder and
longer. Now it stood up past his open belt.
As Beth played with her Daddy's thing, Sandra heard a zipper and glanced
at Mr. Nese. He was taking out his thing, too. It was just like her
Daddy's, but it looked even thicker and longer. Sandra didn't know which
way to look!
Mr. Nese was moving his hand just like Beth was doing to her Daddy. It
was getting all shiny-slick and some wet stuff was coming from the hole.
Mr. Nese made little gasping sounds in time with his hand.
Her Daddy was making noises, too. Every time Beth pulled up on his
thing, he made a little noise. Beth's hand was getting wet because of all
the stuff from Daddy's hole and Sandra wanted to be doing what Beth was
doing so bad she almost cried out, but didn't.
Sandra's's eyes went wide when Mr. Nese told Beth to suck her Daddy's
cock and she submissively opened her mouth real wide and put her daddy's
thing - cock, she remembered - in her mouth. Beth didn't look like she was
having all that much fun, pushing her mouth up and down on Daddy's cock,
but Sandra could tell her Daddy sure liked what Beth was doing from the
little noises he made.
Sandra figured Mr. Nese liked seeing what Beth was doing, too. Because
his hand moved faster and some of that white stuff was coming from his cock
and some of the longer strings sort of flew around. She had just looked
back at Beth when she felt something wet and warm splat on her forehead and
then her cheek and little button nose.
She touched it, looking at her fingers. They were wet and she just knew
it was Mr. Nese's stuff, so she tasted it. Sandra scooped as much cum as
she could from her cute little face and got a handful of the stuff. It was
warm and wet and slippery in her mouth and the taste was almost like her
Daddy's, but thicker - fresher, somehow.
Then her Daddy shouted something about cumming. Beth obediently put her
mouth back on Daddy's cock and suddenly white stuff was squirting
everywhere. Beth's cheeks puffed way out and a lot of stuff spurted from
around her lips. She closed her eyes real tight and Daddy's cock sort of
bucked and more stuff ran from her mouth. His cock bucked again and her
cheeks bulged again and this time stuff ran from her nose and she choked
and gagged like she was going to throw up.
Mr. Nese yelled almost the same thing and so much stuff squirted from
his cock that the long stream was still coming out the hole as it splashed
into Sandra's face. She opened her mouth in shock and inadvertantly took
most of his load. "Faster than a drinking fountain at school", thought a
very amazed and dazed little Sandra!
That night as little Sandra lay wide awake in her bedroom, she thought
of nothing else but the sound of Beth gulping, and the taste of Mr. Nese's
cum. Now she knew what that white stuff was - cum. Sandra loved the
taste, smell and texture. It sure stung her eyes, though.
Her little pee-pee had felt all hot and damp and tight most of the day.
And several times, when she went to pee, she didn't have to. She even
pushed on her little tummy, to try to make some squirt out, but her insides
just felt tighter. Now, in bed, her tummy almost hurt, her insides were so
tight.
She rubbed herself under her little nighty bottoms out of frustration,
trying to stop the funny feelings. They didn't stop, they got worse - and
better at the same time. Sandra was so confused, but the more she rubbed
the more it felt better, even though very low in her tummy she felt
something almost like a knot, but different.
She kept thinking about her Daddy and Mr. Nese, and Beth. She thought
about the pictures of the ugly Black cocks in Beth's stretched mouth, and
the terrified look on her face. The more she thought and rubbed, the
better it felt. Suddenly she was trembling and she didn't understand but
she just had to spread her legs as wide as she could. It seemed to help
the tightness, somehow.
Then she touched something, something right there, on her little pee-pee
and she almost cried out, it felt so good. Her legs strained to spread
wider and her little pelvis twisted up, all on it's own. She touched
herself there, again.
Sandra was all hot and out of breath and her muscles ached from holding
her legs wide and she reached under the thin panties and touched herself
again, finding to her surprise she was wet. Not pee-wet. Slippery-wet.
She tasted her finger and liked it, a lot.
Her slippery finger found it's way back to the special spot and she felt
a hard little knot there and every time she touched it, new feelings rushed
through her, thrilling her so completely she forgot about her tense
muscles. And she just had to moan softly - it seemed to help the good
feelings.
So did thinking about Beth, and the disgusting Black cocks, and Mr.
Nese's giant cock-and her Daddy's cock. Cocks, cocks, cocks. Sandra fell
asleep, exhausted from her explorations.
The next day Sandra was outside, playing in her pool when she looked
down a few yards, over a short hedge and saw five Black men talking with
Mr. Nese. She remembered Mr. Nese from yesterday, and wondered where all
these Black men came from. They certainly didn't live around here. They
must work for him or something. Her little pee-pee started to feel funny,
too.
Without thinking, Sandra crossed the open space to the hedge as fast as
her little legs would move. Out of breath, she peered around the end of
the garage.
Just as little Sandra was about to sneak a look around the corner, she
heard a noise and looked behind her. Mr. Nese must have seen her before
and crept up behind her. He asked Sandra if she wanted to play in the
garage with him and Sandra couldn't believe herself when she said yes.
Mr. Nese took her hand and led through the hedge and into the garage.
Sandra changed her mind and tried to run away, but Mr. Nese just held on
to her hand and walked her into the garage. It was big and dark and the
door shut as soon as they were inside. The five Black men were standing
around, leaning against the wall and a workbench and looking at photos.
Mr. Nese asked her name and then asked if she'd ever seen a cock before.
Little Sandra lied and nodded her pretty head, no.
Mr. Nese ordered her stand in front of him and watch as he took out his
cock and did the same thing her Daddy did. It was real big and very hard
and Sandra's little pee-pee got so tight she could hardly breathe as she
stared at it. She was so short (and they were so tall) that even when she
stood straight up, her face was level with the adult men's crotches. "What
have I gotten myself into?", Little Sandra Oxhorn thought to herself.
She felt one of the Black men come up behind her and untie the strings
to the front of her dress, pulling it down. Then the Negro stranger did
something that took any breath she had left away - he reached around and
put his fingers on Sandra's tiny pink nipples. All she could do was
tremble in fear as the huge Black man gently played with her tiny points,
making them become hard and causing her pee-pee to grip almost painfully.
The huge Black men disgusted her for some reason, but she was also really
excited and couldn't catch her breath.
She continued to focus on Mr. Nese's angry-looking cock, trying to
ignore the Negros. She heard rustling and out of the corner of her eye she
saw the remaining four Black men gather closer, until little Sandra was
completely surrounded by six horny adult men. One by one they lowered
their zippers. Sandra felt very warm and tingly and the first stranger
held her firmly from behind, rubbing himself against Sandra's bare back.
Mr. Nese brought his big red cockhead close to Sandra's sweet little
face. It seemed huge by comparison to her flushed cheeks. One man (Sandra
had no idea which one) slid his hands down Sandra's thin shape and slipped
her suit to her knees, where it hung limply, the strings half-laying on the
garage floor.
One strange Negro let go of her and took off his own clothes and soon,
the nude little girl was standing in the middle of the tight circle of
totally naked adult men. Another Black man slipped his hands around
Sandra's tiny waist to her trembling tummy and gently massaged her pelvis.
Sandra spread her legs some, and he quickly found her tiny bump.
Mr. Nese started sliding his big cock over her tongue as she stuck it
out, getting little spurts of pre-cum in her mouth. He held her head and
moved her mouth on the end of his cock, smearing pre-cum all over her
baby-soft lips. Little Sandra learned all about adult cocks as Mr. Nese
guided her mouth all over his swollen weapon. Just then, Sandra heard the
garage door open and she was bathed in the warm daylight from outside until
it closed again. She had no idea if someone else came in or some of the
men had left.
One of the Black men groaned and, curious, Sandra turned her head and
was forced to swallow as she gulped pre-cum from the five Black men's
drooling, uncircumcised cocks. Sandra sucked each one of them. Back and
forth, Sandra's head was grabbed and she was switched from cock to cock.
She had to swallow several times because the pre-cum made her mouth water
so much.
Then, after a very long time of sucking all six men's cocks, Mr. Nese
said he was cumming and started slapping her tongue with his cock again,
only each time he bounced against it, forcing her jaw to open, a thick
stream of cum blew into her open mouth. This was the first thing that
happened that Sandra enjoyed! It tasted great! She stood there taking his
cum in her face as some man quickly returned to touching her pee-pee as
flash bulbs went off. Someone was taking pictures! Sandra was much to
young to comprehend the perversity of the whole scene.
She swallowed and gasped and swallowed and lost her breath and gagged
softly as he finished on her cute, freckled face. He quickly moved and a
giant Black cock replaced his, cumming in her open mouth, flooding her with
cum. Sandra was sucking on another Black cock when she squealed, splashing
cum on her cheek, then on into her mouth. The fourth Negro started cumming
on her little freckled face then, too. Then another Black cock replaced
that one, and another. All the men pistoned into her tiny mouth over and
over, stretching her chubby cheeks obscenely. Sandra felt light-headed and
thought she would pass out.
Then, another white cock was in front of her face, and quickly forced
it's way into her sore mouth. At first she thought it was Mr. Nese's, but
it seemed different-familiar-but different. For some reason, Sandra looked
up. Oh, my god! It looked like her Daddy!!! She only saw the man briefly
because at that instant, he pulled his spurting cock out of poor Sandra's
stretched mouth and spooged all over her petite face. Most of it went on
her forehead, but great big gobs ejaculated directly into her eyes,
obscuring her vision! Even blinded by cum, Sandra could see more flashes
of light from the cameras. Then she heard the garage door open and close
again as the men broke out in laughter."What have I gotten myself into?",
little Sandra Oxhorn kept repeating to herself.
Sweet little Sandra had a lot to think about when she went to bed that
night ..., as she played with her little pee-pee, making it all wet and
slippery and making her legs feel better and better the further apart she
got them. When she came - very long and hard for such a little girl - it
still didn't stop the funny feeling deep inside her, right down there
inside her puffy, hairless little pee-pee. Her Daddy never acted any
differently to her, so as far as she knew, it wasn't him in the garage. Or
was it?
To be continued...
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