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From: "Mister Peebody" <Peebody@macvsog.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Tickle Monsters
Date: Sun, 31 Dec 2000 07:10:05 -0500
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                      Tickle Monsters
                    By: Mister Peebody
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Little Theresa had a problem that her playful new step-daddy exploited
for his own perverse pleasure. When tickled, she tinkles. She couldn't
help herself, and Benny was a master tickler. Even girls who don't
have that problem will tinkle if Benny gets two hands going on bare
skin. With his butterfly-flick tongue on bare skin anywhere on a girl,
any girl will go monkey-fuck and piss all over the place.

Benny could tickle every drop out of Theresa, which brothers found
amusing and a mother found annoying. Sally had to deal with the
wetness, more laundry, hysterical giggling, a little girl's screams
during the tickle monster chases, broken treasures, and general
pandamonium in a quiet rural setting where that sort of thing belonged
outdoors if at all, for that little girl wasn't little anymore, now
thirteen and well into puberty.

Sally had to tolerate child molesting in the guise of a tickle monster
game that started off being rather transparent but slowly grew to
being obvious as hell. That she was married to a good and decent one
with a child who absolutely loved a good molesting did help. Sally
also received the benefit of the passion that Benny worked himself
into. A good session with Theresa always resulted in Sally being
dragged off to the bedroom for a rip-roaring romp, a royal fucking, a
mattress punishing round of wild sex where she received her own
version of the tickle monster game. She, too, was very ticklish but
Sally didn't piss. She would, however, scream out that she was a dirty
whore, or nasty whore, or filthy slut, or cheating whore, or a nasty
bitch, or a dog sucker, or a father raper, or a mother licker.
Whatever would stop the tickling and leave only the fucking she
absolutely loved.

The kids loved it, too. Benny was so much fun, and he could make their
mom so much fun. He embarrassed her, made her blush, made her say shit
she hated saying so loud, and he fucked her hard so everyone could
hear it real good - hot monkey love. It was even neat watching him
drag her off for a tickle fucking. He'd show shit - shit moms never
want kids to see. He'd drag her panties down and spank her if she gave
him too much shit. They all saw her wet pussy that way - bare ass,
asshole, pussy hole, even naked titties. He sometimes got her by a
nipple. That was neat. She had great nipples, great tits, great
everything.

Because of Benny, four kids saw it all just about every day. He
brought life, laughter, and good country living to a very poor,
sexually repressed and bored inner-city family. Benny was a godsend,
but he was a nasty fucker with designs on a little girl. The three
brothers - two older, one younger - were thrilled about that. They saw
steady progress and a mother tolerating it. The wife and mom clearly
didn't like what she was seeing, but before saying anything, she
weighed the pluses against the minuses. Putting up with Benny's shit
always came way out ahead of any minuses. Seemed like Benny could
eventually tickle fuck Theresa and still come out on top.

Within one week of the move-in, Benny stole panties and tickled pussy
that had little hairs growing on it. Benny spanked bare child butt.
Benny gave tittie twisters. After two weeks, Benny's hands were all
over that giggling, squirming, screaming, wriggling, sprinkling child.
Benny tickled bare flesh and no flesh on that child was sacred, off
limits, or too intimate to touch. He also showed brothers what their
sister looked like under her clothes. After puberty, they were all
very curious in the developments. At thirteen and five months, Theresa
was looking mighty fine, like a sexy girl with a real pussy and
everything - mighty fine.

Tickling that naked pussy always made it squirt good. Benny liked to
hold her up by one ankle and tickle her pussy so that she'd soak
herself to the hair. A girl who didn't like that would do more to keep
both legs together. Theresa kept that free leg out and in motion. She
also seemed to be pissing freely with her dress fallen down to shroud
her flailing head, totally naked, showing all while pissing away,
making a puddle beneath her head that her flailing hair mopped.

The boys loved the ankle yank, and Sally would often stop by to
deliver a fly swatter swat to the fanny for making such a mess.
Brothers also slapped fanny, pinched nipples, and tickled. Those who
poked her in the butt or pussy would draw a swat from the mother, but
Benny didn't mind if they took a poke, got a finger wet, then gave her
a Wet Willie (a wet finger up the butt).

That'll make a girl squirm, a Mom, too. A few good Wet Willies will
get Sally's ass into the bedroom where she can be tickle fucked into
madness. When Benny wasn't around, things were pretty quiet and
boring. Theresa didn't like others trying it. She only liked Benny. He
was the tickle monster. Brothers were just being nasty. Sally
tolerated none of that, and those boys had best never show their
mother any disrespect no matter what they saw, or heard her say, or
knew she did with her husband. There was none of the good life without
Benny, but when that man came through the front door like a Tiger that
comes bounding into the monkey house, everything sprang to life once
again - "Fee Fi Fo Fum, I smell pissy little girl pussy" - Panda-moan-
eee-um.

Theresa would scream and grab her pussy. Brothers would block her
escape. A mother might help or she might try to protect the poor girl
and get tickled to the floor and exposed in the attempt. A mother
could lose her panties that way. A mother could end up topless that
way. A mother has been stripped totally naked that way. One might call
that foreplay. Sure worked that way.

After one month in Benny's world, they all had a bad case of the
Bennies. He was addictive. He was also a hard working insurance
salesman who did most of his selling in people's homes in the evening
and on weekends, those times when kids are out of school, bored, and
craving excitement. There were often times during the week when he'd
be on his way out as they were getting home, and he wouldn't get back
until after bedtime. A day without Benny was a boring bitch and he
always slept in until ten or eleven. He wasn't much fun without the
kids, Theresa especially.

When the kids weren't around, Benny attended business and was serious,
but when they were and he was free, he set all business aside and
played with everybody. Weekends and holidays were always good for
several play sessions, plus the kids could stay up late, as late as
Benny wanted them up. Benny wanted them up as long as he could get it
up, and that man could fuck ten times in one twenty-four-hour period.
Sally never knew any man like him, but to get him up after five, he
needed Theresa.

That girl absolutely loved getting the best out of that man. She loved
getting her mother fucked like a whore. Theresa drank like a fish and
knew how to stir that man's passion. Barefoot in a loose dress with no
underwear on and a full bladder, that girl was an impossible tease
begging an ankle lift. One of those always got her mother fucked good.
The mother knew it and that was why she often swatted that teasing
little slut's fanny, and sometimes gave clittie twisters.

Mother and daughter grew closer and closer over the weeks. Sally came
to deeply appreciate what Theresa did. Theresa loved seeing her mom so
happy. Her mom could not get enough of that type of sex. The more
Theresa got her, the more affection Theresa received. Sally loved her
darling little girl so much, though she knew that Theresa loved her
step-daddy tickle monster as much as Sally did, maybe more. And Sally
was well aware of the attraction going from Benny to Theresa. It
wasn't all tickle monster games. He loved her very much.

Sometimes, he just held her in his loving arms and rocked her like she
was the most precious thing on Earth. That little girl ate his
affection and attention up with a shovel. Most mothers would be
jealous, but Sally never was. If she did anything at all to disturb
them, it was to stop and deliver kisses which she could not seem to
pass by without doing. It never mattered where Benny's hands were. One
was usually in the crotch stroking a naked pussy on a purring kitten.
Sally often kissed that hand, which told them both that pussy petting
was fine. Theresa very much appreciated that, and those kisses brought
them even closer. That took a very special mom to kiss a man's wet
hand.

Sally did feel like a special mom, but she also felt like a decadent
mom. They were doing many things a family shouldn't be doing, and
those things kept getting worse and worse. Things might be different
with an only child who wanted to be fully sexually active as Theresa
certainly did. Three horny boys made things difficult. They were
getting more and more sexual all the time - seeing more, doing more,
wanting more. Benny was very sympathetic. Benny saw nothing at all
wrong with incest; Sally saw everything wrong with it; mostly, she saw
perversion and decadence; by nature, she wasn't.

Sally liked a straight hard fucking in a bed in absolute privacy -
nothing kinky - anal sex was very kinky. Benny was the first man to
get any ass of of that woman. He made her an ass fucker and he swore
she had the best fucking ass he ever fucked. She learned to enjoy that
type of kinky sex, mostly because he enjoyed it so much. He made her
feel proud of her sexy ass and of her adorable tight asshole. She felt
very special in the anus. Benny turned her anus into a sex organ.

According to Benny, that was the hole on a mother any son should be
able to fuck as the urge strikes him. Benny loved showing sons mommy
asshole, and Sally hated having her most private place put on open
display as a good, no-harm fuck hole - the son fuck hole. He didn't
just put ideas in their heads, he told them that her rectum was their
fuck hole. Mommy used it for pooping, but they were free to use it for
fucking. That did not set at all well with that mother.

They had an ongoing issue that the boys all wanted resolved because
Benny eventually won all issues. They wanted that ass. They ached for
that ass. Benny made that tight ass look and sound great, like it was
filled with soft butter and gripped a dick like a velvet glove. He
tortured those poor boys with mommy ass and mommy asshole, often while
sitting on the mother's back, pulling her cheeks apart, inviting each
son to Wet Willie it to see how good it is. While Sally fought
uselessly, cursed and yelled, pounded her fists and made idle threats,
they all agreed, that was one great fucking ass.

Sally felt terrible about the suffering those boys were going through.
She did sympathize, but she couldn't bring herself to alleviate their
suffering that way. How could any mother allow any son to fuck her in
the ass. How do you be a mother to a boy after getting that intimate
with him. She would much rather have vaginal sex or oral sex but
wouldn't dream of doing either. Anal sex was ten times worse. Just
enduring their anal fingering was a torture.

It was and wasn't. It did feel really good, but that was so nasty.
Just because something feels great, that is no reason to do it. Thank
god Benny was strong enough to make her suffer through helplessly. The
trouble was, the more those boys got to finger her ass, the more they
wanted to fuck it. At least Benny had enough sense or decency to know
not to hold her for that, but she had three wanting it so bad they
could cry.

She also had a world-class silver-tongued salesman working her over.
He had a canned pitch for everything. When she bitched about his
outrageous incest campaign, he smiled and said, "Dear lady, what sin,
depth, or degree can there be in the love a son wishes to express for
his mother. Where do you tell him he is too close? Which kisses are
sweet, and which are disgusting. How does a mother tell a son that she
finds his love and affection offensive? When does a mother choose to
slap a boy down and tell him he is not good enough to love her that
much or express it that way? The woman I love could never, and the
woman I married can never tell a son she can't because she is married
and her husband would be hurt or upset. They will know better, and she
may as well look them in the eye and tell them she doesn't want to
with sons."

Sally did not know how to deal with salesmen, and that was why she
owned so much crap. Not a day went by since Benny started on that anal
campaign a week earlier did Sally not have to deal with at least one
son making a play for it - sometimes all three, and they all came
begging, being sweet, complimentary, touchy feely, a bit crude at
times, lots of neck nuzzling and groin pressing into buttocks - the
combination being deadly. A bone hard dick poking her in the butt
while getting tender kisses all up and down the sensitive neck area
was killer. The bold and the brave would slowly reach through the arms
to capture the titties. Benny showed them how to score ass off their
mother. He taught them well; sometimes too well to stop.

Cliff, the oldest boy at sixteen, was a master of seduction with girls
two or more years younger. From pre-schoolers to girls Theresa's age
he was a lady killer, excluding Theresa who may as well be one hundred
and thirteen. Girls his own age were a challenge. Big girls made him
nervous, and adults made him very nervous. An adult mother just about
rendered him a tongue-tied cripple with four clumsy hands. Cliff
needed the help of an understanding mother. Lucky for Cliff, he had
one who thought the fair way was to give Cliff whatever Robby earned
without letting Cliff or Robby know. She thought of it as affirmative
action.

Robby was fourteen and not bad, the most persistent but the crudest.
He needed to put a bit of licky tongue in his neck kisses and he'd get
more tittie time. Time on titties was key to scoring pussy, and pussy
time was needed to get dick in asshole time. The path to the asshole
was neck, tittie, pussy. Get past the pussy, you have a great shot at
ass - so sayeth Benny.

Roger, the ten-year-old needed a step stool, but when he got on one,
he was the best. He could get under the bra and work the nipples,
reach under the skirt, inside the panties, and stroke the kitty. That
boy was deadly on a step stool. He had the softest tongue and the most
perfect licky kisses. His hands were magic on erogenous zones. That
boy owned that pussy, but what he craved was ass, all because of Benny
praising that hole as the best hole on her body for young fuckers to
fuck. He was the youngest. Pussy wouldn't do much for him, but he knew
that ass was just right and the path was through pussy.

In her last session with Roger, he gave Sally the sweetest orgasm she
ever felt - a quivering orgasm that brought tears. When she regained
composure, she turned, yanked his PJ bottoms down, lifted him, set him
on the counter, and sucked him till his toes curled, his Snoopy
slippers fell off his feet, and his head fell back and banged on the
cabinet. Cliff, Robby, and Theresa walked in just as Sally was lifting
him to the counter. The three stood in open mouthed awe as her pursed
lips came off his dick. She looked to them and said, "He did very well
- not well enough, but he certainly earned that."

While the boys were hard at work on the difficult mother, Benny was
going for a score on Theresa. She was more than ready for it in any
hole. Sally and Theresa needed to talk about that for the time seemed
right. After Benny began putting his mouth on her pussy while holding
her up by an ankle, sucking the piss out of her, piss and orgasms,
there simply was nothing left to do except fuck. He rounded all the
bases and still had a willing player and an umpire on his side with
the fans wanting him to slide into home - tickle fuck her, Benny,
tickle fuck her.

This was the family Benny created and Sally had to adjust to, and it
was a work in progress making steady progress on all fronts. With
Benny out selling some crap, the boys out at play, Sally saw an
opportunity to have a good mother/daughter talk with her little girl.
The girl wanted to talk to her mom just as badly. They almost said it
together, word for word. That made them laugh, but they sat at the
dining table across a corner where Sally could pat Theresa's bare legs
while talking and making points. She loved those coltish legs. She
envied her those legs. Those were fine legs and the dresses she now
wore showed a lot of leg. She gave up wearing panties a week earlier.

Sally reached out and stroked the right leg from knee to very near the
crotch. That brought a smile from a girl who loved being touched that
way by a mother who she knew had a thing for her legs, ass, and pussy.
Sally said, "Theresa, Benny is going for it unless you say something
to stop him. I'm sure you know what I mean by IT. You're sitting on
IT."

"I know, Mom. We talk about IT. He won't go for IT until I tell him
to. I could never do that until I talked to you. I won't lie. I want
IT. I want IT from Benny real bad, but I don't want to take away
anything from you to get IT."

"I appreciate that, but I do get more of IT than is my fair share.
Face it, Theresa, we share the love of the same man. I think it's only
fair that we share the sex. My biggest fear is that once he has had
some of your IT, that's all the IT he'll want. If I want IT, I'll have
to get IT from my sons. I think he has been grooming me to be their
whore."

Theresa smiled and placed her own hand on her mother's right leg and
stroked from knee to naked pussy, over pussy, all through pussy, and
remained on pussy as she said, "We talk about that, too, and you could
not be more mistaken. My hand is on the queen pussy in this house."

Getting to her knees before an astonished queen, saying while gently
pushing out on queenly knees, "Benny thinks I am cute, sexy, and
adorable. He loves me and I love him, but he lets me know that there
is no better IT than the two ITs between my mother's sexy legs. He
calls my two ITs pecker wreckers. I have a Wet Willie ass and a
sucking pussy. It'll be years before I get a good tickle fuck out of
Benny. One day I hope I have a pussy that Benny can bang hell out of.
I hope you still feel like sharing with a begging daughter, but I
swear to you, I will always kneel before my queen mother and pay
homage to the queen pussy. I know that will please Benny if I never
ever forget my place, and I could show those dumb brothers of mine how
you get ass off a mother. You do it like this."

Sally watched Theresa's pretty face merge with a cunt then do the most
delightful things with a mouth, lips, and tongue that made Roger's
feel like emory board by comparison. Sally melted on that mouth, fell
into a slump and melted. She never felt anything like that ever come
from between her legs and suprise of surprises, she lost bladder
control.

Sally didn't notice at first. She just felt this incredible warmth, a
glow, a feeling like she was wetting a bed in a dream and beginning to
wake up. When she saw Theresa slurping and sucking a very wet cunt,
that was when she woke up and realized that she had wet the Theresa -
pissed in that poor girl's mouth at a sweet and tender moment like
that. That was worse than wetting the bed on her honeymoon, which she
did do on night one and simply wanted to die. This was worse, but she
was having a damn orgasm and couldn't seem to stop orgasming or
pissing. It was like the flow of piss kept it going and she had to
keep that orgasm going.

She had to sit there and watch herself take a piss in her daughter's
mouth and watch her drink it like she thought that was the neatest
thing any lady ever did. Benny had done that to Theresa a number of
times. Benny also did that for Sally. Benny was into piss. Sally
didn't mind pissing in Benny's mouth. He loved it. Sally gradually
came to realize that Theresa loved it, too. Thank god!

With that realization, Sally could relax, kick back, and enjoy the
moment, savoring everything - the queen with a loyal subject paying
homage to the queen's pussy, sucking queen cunt, drinking queen piss,
tongue-fucking the queen's fuck hole, and tongue reaming out the
queen's asshole...

ASSHOLE!

By god, she was. She was tongue fucking the queen's asshole and the
queen was letting her and enjoying it. Theresa had the queen's legs
draped over the arms of the chair, had the cheeks pried apart, and was
doing the butt thing to her. Sally could see it all, and would not
have believed it had she not seen it with her own eyes. One of her
kids was getting mommy asshole, and mommy loved it. Seeing her child
press lips to sphincter and feeling the tongue go deep to twirl shit
did not bother Sally in the slightest. If a child wanted to dip her
tongue in shit, go right on ahead. That made mommy feel very special,
and the child wouldn't be doing that if the child didn't want her
mommy to feel that special. That was a very good child - too bad she
don't have a dick.

As though reading her mother's mind, Theresa came up and rested her
chin on the mound to smile like a shit-eating puppy, then say, "Do I
know how to get ass off a mommy or what?"

Sally smiled back and said, "You discovered the secret."

"Well, I think that anyone who wants any of this amazing ass should
prove themselves worthy by drinking your pee. If they won't do that
for a great mother like you, I say screw 'em."

"I would never make that a requirement, but I will say this. Any child
who treats me that well will find a mother who can deny them nothing."

"May I put that out to the Three Stooges?"

"I would prefer that you simply tell them how you did it and let them
infer from that what they will, but to be perfectly honest, Theresa, I
am resolved to giving those boys what they are after and doing it
Benny's way. Now that I know that I am not being pawned off, I feel so
much better about what Benny is doing. This talk has done me a world
of good. I feel great, now. Those boys will find a very easy conquest.
I may just let Cliff score the first piece."

"Mom, make them earn it just like I did. If you do, Cliff will win the
first piece and he'll win fair and square. He is a piss lover as much
as Benny is. Robby and Roger are freaked by it. They need to get over
that. We are a piss freak family. You could lead them in. To get your
ass, they will drink you dry. It may take a few days of watching me
and Cliff get all we want, but the more they see, the easier it'll be
for them to kneel and suck from the queen. Mom, nothing puts you on
that throne like subjects who suck your pee to get ass. That is what
Benny wants to see, a mother where she should be, and kids on their
knees sucking her piss to get ass. I fully agree. I know Cliff agrees.
I know that Roger will be next to agree, and when Robby is left all
alone and out, he will drop to his knees and beg to agree. Please, do
it my way."

"You are a better salesman than Benny."

"Salesperson. I got an IT twixt my lags."

"Indeed you do, and a very lovely IT it is. We will do this thing your
way, and you have my permission to do as you please with the king's
dick."

Theresa smiled big, pressed a tender kiss to the core of the cunt,
then graciously said, "You are too kind, my queen. I shall not abuse
the kingly dick, but I would love to check the fit. I swear, he will
do all of his cumming in you. My pussy is here to serve you as always.
If my pussy can't get it hard enough to fuck you, my ass will suck it
hard. When he casts me aside to tickle fuck you, I will see that I
have served my queen well. I would like a good reward."

"A suck job?"

"That would be nice."

"Are you going to piss in my mouth?"

"You bet your sweet ass, Queeny."

"I think I stand with Robby on this piss thing."

"Fine, then you'll kneel with him."

"You're sure about that, are you?"

"I know Benny. I know what he wants in a wife, and I know you. One way
or the other, you are determined to be the wife he wants. Robby will
kneel because he must have your sexy ass. You will kneel out of love.
I admire that about you, and that is why I am so willing to serve you.
I think you are a great lady. For me, it is a great honor to kneel
before you and suck your piss, then send my tongue up your ass deep in
your shit. I know that makes you feel very special."

"It does, Theresa. I'll kneel, but would you do that some more. You
have an amazing tongue. [Theresa smiled and went in] I love the way
that feels, and I love the way this looks. I swear, if those boys came
trooping in here right now, I would not mind them seeing us like this.
I would not mind that one bit. I think this is a beautiful sight, and
they need to see that it is possible to get ass off of this mom. They
must be thinking I'm impossible - a tight ass - a stingy butt. This
sight would kill that notion."

In they trooped - one, two, three - and came to stand behind Theresa
with mouths agape and eyes wide, growing hardons. Sally was a bit
uncomfortable at first, but that tongue relaxed her. They did love
what they were seeing. They never saw the pussy that good, and Theresa
came out to lick and suck all over that pussy just to thrill them.
Sally dribbled some piss just to awe them. Theresa lapped and slurped
it up just to thrill and awe them.

They could not believe that shit, and Benny was nowhere around. This
made no sense. They didn't even know that Theresa was in on the ass
competition and she won. She didn't even have a hard dick to grind
into the butt. How could she get titties, to get to pussy, to get past
pussy, to get a decent shot at winning ass? Made no sense, but she
sure was getting all the ass she wanted. Seemed like she could do
anything she wanted to it - one finger, two, three - deep fucking
strokes, massage strokes, butt reamers, Wet Willies. Had she a dick,
she could have used that.

For ten minutes, mesmerized boys with hardons watched a sister do all
sorts of sexual things to a mother, and the mother just laid there and
let her. Theresa even opened up her blouse and sucked on her titties.
Nobody had done that, yet. Looked like when you get ass, you get it
all. Looked like you could get ass while face to face - fuck ass and
play with titties - play with pussy and see what you're playing with.

Three curious boys were dying to get Theresa aside to find out how she
did it. When the party broke up, they were hot on Theresa's ass. She
sauntered outside like her shit didn't stink and they were three
stooges with stinky butts. Sally got up wearing a satisfied smile, set
her clothing right, then went to down three tall glasses of water,
anticipating her first customer to emerge from this discussion, hoping
that Theresa had enough sense to give the bladder time, and the sense
to send one in and keep all others out. Seduction was a private
affair, pointless to start with anyone around. Theresa had the
privacy. Sally hoped that Theresa pointed that out. Gotta have that
privacy to get anything started.

Sally also wanted to clean up, shave her pussy, and put on something
sexier. She did that and opted for a mini-skirt, loose blouse, no
underwear, and barefoot. That would place her at the perfect height
for Cliff and make everything easily accessible. He even had trouble
with buttons, so left the blouse unbuttoned and tied the tails below
her breasts in a slipknot. That was usually what she wore after a
session of hot monkey love if another was in the offing. Weekends were
full off sessions.

This was a Saturday, so the outfit wasn't that unusual. What they
needed to do now was beat the Tiger home. That would end all privacy,
but he had two back-to-back apointments. That would keep him out until
two or three and it wasn't yet noon. They had the time if they didn't
fuck around too long. They had now been gone an hour and Sally was
feeling the need to pee. She busied herself in the kitchen because
that was a good place to catch a standing mom. Benny's technique
worked best on a standing mom who had a counter top to brace herself
on when she got weak in the knees, which never happened with Cliff
unless she faked it.

There was nothing wrong with Cliff. He wasn't retarded, just very
nervous around women, and being sixteen, he had sixteen years of
seeing her as mom. Benny's idea of what a mom should be was hardest
for Cliff to see, easiest on Roger, and Robby just wanted to fuck
anything. Robby once tried to fuck a male dog in the ass - took
sixteen stitches to close that wound. He was pretty sure a mom
wouldn't bite. Cliff was a sweetheart, a dear boy, very loving and
affectionate, just terribly shy and unsure of himself being sexual
with his mom.

For Cliff, a bark would be worse than a bite. To stop Cliff, and they
all had to be stopped at some point, she had to do it very gently and
with a hug, a kiss, and a good critique. He had to be encouraged. The
others had to be discouraged, slowed down, and set back in their
place. Cliff did have a friend in Theresa. He adored her and showed
her the utmost respect. He was a great big brother. The time they were
taking indicated that Cliff was getting good coaching. That could make
a big difference, but if he would just drop down and suck some pussy,
they could dispense with a lot of bullshit and get on with some good
raunchy mother fucking. Sally was never readier, and god did she need
to piss.

Sally was just about to give it up and go relieve some pressure when
she heard the back door open and one set of distinctive footsteps
approach - Cliff - alone - finally. He came up, took her by the arms,
put his mouth to her ear, and softly said, "Mom, I love you. I love
everything about you. I'm nuts about you. I want you so bad I can't
stand it, but I can't do this like Benny says, and I can't do it the
way Theresa says. I have to try this my way. My way is just to tell
you and then show you how much you mean to me. I just wish you'd let
me do it, and if it feels good, and you like it, then give me your pee
like you did for Theresa."

That was just what Sally needed to hear. She turned to face him and
said, "Clifford, that is an excellent idea. Why beat around the bush.
Show me what you can do with this pussy and if you get pee, I like it.
The more your get, the more I'm liking it. If you get it all, that is
my way of telling you I am all yours to do with as you please. Now, on
your knees."

He went down smiling as she hoisted her skirt and stepped wide. Right
from the start, she liked it. She soon liked it a lot. Pretty soon, he
was drinking like a camel and wondering when it was ever going to
stop, but he did get her message. By the time he finished, she was
naked and dragging him off to the bedroom by the hand. Once there, she
fucked that boy's brains out. She sucked him off, fucked him off, then
let him fuck her in the ass, face-to-face so he could play with
titties while fucking his mom in the ass.

Three others trooped in because the door was left open. The door was
left open so that they would feel free to troop and see a son get his
brains fucked out. They trooped in at the start of the ass fuck, and
this ass fuck looked like it might take a while. The kids took seats
on the bed and enjoyed the show. That was one hell of a show.

Sally was enjoying the decadence until she heard Benny's voice say,
"Sally, I'd like you to meet my mom and dad. Mom, Dad, this is Sally.
Sally, meet Arthur and Beatrice - Art and Bee."

He had to be teasing. Sally had to look. He wasn't. A man wearing a
suit and a lady wearing a nice dress were standing in the bedroom
looking down on a decadent scene. Sally wanted to curl up and die, but
the man had his hand out and was smiling as he said, "I am very
pleased to meet you, Sally. We have heard so much about you."

Sally shook his hand as the lady offered hers and said, "All good,
mind you. Please, don't stop on our account....oh, and you must be
Theresa. Oh, Benjamin, she's adorable."

Art said, "I'll say. Son, my hat's off to you. This is a fine family,
a lovely family. You did good, Son."

Benny looked to Theresa and said, "Girl, you'd better run. This man is
the world's best tickle monster, and he married a tickle monster. If
they get you, there won't be nothing left of you but teeth and hair.
They do boys, too, so you all better run."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"EEEEEEEEEEK!"

"YOWEEEEEEEEE!"

"HELPPPPPPPP!"

PANDA-MOAN-EEE-UM

The room cleared and Sally was left without a butt fucker. Benny laid
down beside her and kissed her. He then brushed hair from her eyes and
said, "I never saw a more beautiful sight. When I left this morning, I
asked Theresa to try to get something going, that I had a very special
surprise coming around noon. I never dreamed we would come into
something like this."

"She did very well. Why the surprise?"

"Well, Mom and Dad are very special to me. They just sold their place
and were at a loss as to what to do with their lives, now. I know what
they'd love to do. They'd love to be part of a family again. They love
kids, and kids love them."

"Sounds like it."

"Sally, I was raised by two of the greatest parents eight kids could
ever want. Sweetheart, the greatest gift you could ever give those
kids is those grandparents. The greatest gift you could ever give me
is my parents back in my life."

Sally rolled on top of him and got up on stiff arms to look down and
say, "You have already given me my greatest gift. You gave me the
ultimate intimacy with my children, and you made me feel like a
beautiful queen, a sexual queen, and a queen with an exceptional
asshole. I love my new asshole, and that may be the greatest gift you
have given me. I will do no less than to try to make you feel like a
king in this your castle. Of course your parents are welcome, but my
gift to you is a sexy little princess. Do with her as you please, but
your parents seemed very fond of her. Why not give the princess to
them as a bed warmer."

"They'll fuck and suck her bug-eyed and blue."

"She'll still look adorable."

"I'll do it."

"Do what you think is best? I trust that her welfare and happiness are
as important to you as they are to me."

"It is, Sally. She will never want out of that bed."

"We'll see. Shall we help subdue children?"

"Hey, we can each get one."

"If Roger isn't taken, he's mine."

"Let's get 'em!"

They got 'em. Piss was everywhere. Boredom? No, they killed that
forever. Is that any way to raise kids? Weren't you a kid once? Wasn't
that a stupid question? Raise them on love and laughter, you can't go
wrong.

                           The End
                           
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