Message-ID: <44534asstr$1065053402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: head2fat@soon.com (head2fat) X-Original-Message-ID: <3b47eee7.0310011328.70643b0b@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 1 Oct 2003 21:28:30 +0000 (UTC) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 1 Oct 2003 14:28:30 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} NoMercy For Uncle John {head2fat} (ffm, ffM, tease, stroke, fdom) Date: Wed, 1 Oct 2003 20:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/44534> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, hecate Title: No Mercy for Uncle John Author: head2fat ========================================================================= Warning: This story depicts explicit sex. If you are under the legal age of consent in your country or are offended by this type of material or if you reside where it is illegal to possess such material, read no further. This story may be redistributed freely and without charge as long as all disclaimers and copyrights are retained and no text is altered, removed, or added. There are a few more chapters yet to come. They should if the initial feedback is favorable. Enjoy. -head2fat- ========================================================================= NO MERCY FOR UNCLE JOHN (c) 2003 Kari Alarus Chapter 1 - Introduction John Reynold Dupont was in deep trouble, and he knew it. Barely forty years old, the senior accountant was fatigued nearly all the time. He had scarcely any energy after work either to pursue his hobbies or to maintain any kind of social life. Even his work for the city was suffering, almost to the point of losing his enviable desk job. John knew exactly what the trouble was - the twins. They were draining him bone-dry every single day. He just didn't know what to do about it. Twelve years before, he'd sworn to his sister Jessica that he'd look after her two daughters whenever she was out of the country. For some mysterious reason, Jessica was called to travel for months at a time to far-flung places like Bhutan, Siberia, Vietnam, and the Ecuadorian Andes. Lately, she was spending more and more time away. Not that it disturbed her daughters very much. They seemed just as tightly bonded to their mom whether she was away or at home. It was almost as if the three maintained some sort of psychic connection that defied distance. And now, the girls were just as tightly bonded to their Uncle John. Just in a different sort of way. From the moment that John stepped in the door from work, the twins would be all over him. And they wouldn't leave him alone until they'd coaxed at least four massive climaxes from him. Four climaxes, you say. Isn't that a lot for a forty year-old man? Yes, it was. In fact, it was excessive. But I'll wager that you'd never laid eyes on the Foxworth twins either. They definitely weren't the skinny pretty china doll type heavily made up to look sexy-cute. No, the twins were naturally gorgeous voluptuous young women. Jenna and Julia were the most cock-stiffening 15 year-olds that you could ever imagine. The girls definitely knew the awesome power of their exceptional sexuality. It was a rare red-blooded male who was immune to their charms. John wasn't one of them. The girls were an exotic Euro-Brazilian mix. The gods had blessed them with the very best genes of both lineages. Flawless crŠme de cacao skin, large round sparkling blue-green eyes, full dark lips, faces of such stunning beauty that it hurt your heart to look away, perfectly formed melon-sized breasts, narrow waists, long gently muscled legs that any erotic dancer would envy, and wavy blond tresses trailing all the way down to their firm Brazilian bubble butts. Despite the twins' outrageous behavior, Uncle John couldn't bring himself to punish them simply for turning him on, even though the vicious cock teasing to which they routinely subjected him bordered on inhuman. John had tried several times before to lay down the law. He wanted them to realize that their overtly sexual antics were clearly unacceptable around him. Unfortunately, with the naughty ways they carried on and with the skimpiest of clothes uncovering their voluptuous bodies, the raging inflation of his boner betrayed John every single time. Now, having succumbed to their delectable charms innumerable times over the past six months, John realized that the girls had him at their complete mercy. Clearly under age and blood-relatives of his as well, the twins had ample insurance that John would never betray or harm them. He faced an eternity behind bars were they or their trusted friend, Venus DeMonet, ever to report his misconduct to the authorities. Uncle John fully understood the dire consequences of ever pissing the twins off. Chapter 2 - How Was Your Day, Uncle? This evening, the twins greeted John's return from work wearing matching black mesh micro minidresses that clung to their every curve. The pornographic garments were so short that the girls' bubble butts hung almost completely out. The girls were already so aroused from their regular afternoon foreplay with each other, that their fat nipples poked straight through the wide mesh netting. Only the tiniest of black thongs graced their private parts. As John staggered into the house, his cock was already rising to half-mast. "Good lord, Uncle John, you horny goat!" the twins giggled in unison. Barely through the doorway, their uncle was sporting a massive boner that threatened to burst through his trousers. The man was so badly horned on the twin's tight young twats that it didn't take much to coax an erection out of him. But the incomparable vision of their luscious under-aged bodies bursting out of such obscene garments engorged John's cock with white-hot lava. Jenna was the first to press her succulent curves tightly against her uncle. She french-kissed him deeply to show just how much she'd missed him. She giggled as John's monster cock twitched fiercely in response. "Alright, enough, you slut! It's my turn" Julia cried, rudely breaking her sister's cock stiffening embrace. Now Julia made extra sure to grind her torrid crotch as lewdly as possible into the huge bulge straining her uncle's trousers. She proceeded to tongue-kiss him even more erotically than her sister. In addition to another massive cock twitch, a loud guttural moan escaped from Uncle John, so intensely was he aroused. Julia giggled wickedly at just how brutally her uncle was going to fuck the bejesus out of both her and her sister that evening, once they were done toying with him, that is. "So did you have a hard day, uncle?" Jenna asked. "Was it half as hard as it is now?" she giggled. Without even giving her uncle a chance to answer, Julia exclaimed "Oh my, you look so uncomfortable in those tight trousers" Julia exclaimed. "Let's help you out of them, now". At which point, both vixens descended up him, unzipping his slacks and knocking him down in the process. Once he was on the ground, they quickly pulled his pants off and cast them aside. John's cock was now almost fully erect. "Ah, that's much better. Now that python of yours, oops, I mean ours, can breathe a little." Jenna giggled at her little joke. John blushed, knowing full well just how true that really was. "Yes, but those boring boxers have got to go. I want to see your sweet man-meat twitching in all its natural glory" Julia interjected. "But sweethearts, I'm kind of tired. Can't we just watch movies tonight?" John protested, as he tried to struggle back to his feet. He pulled his boxers up tighter for good measure. "Yeah, well tell that to Mr. Johnson!" Jenna playfully answered. Yet again, John's cock had given him away. He knew very well that the girls weren't going to leave him alone until his ever-eager fuck rod could rise no more. John shivered at just how insatiable the twins had already become. He couldn't even begin to imagine how voracious their sexual appetites would be once they reached eighteen. They'd probably need to harness a dozen well-hung studs just to keep them sated. With that remark, both twins attacked him again. This time they tickled him to the ground, and refused to stop until he begged them to remove his shorts. It took only two minutes of tickle torture for John to surrender. His boxers now gone, John sighed in defeat. Yet again, the twins were going to have their way with him, and there was little he could do about it. There was one bright spot, though. Fighting off the twins had partially deflated his erection. At least for a few minutes he'd be able to think clearly, without his cock making all the decisions. "Oh no! Look at how sad Mr. Johnson is. He's all droopy" Jenna pouted. "Sis, what can we do to make him feel happy again?" "I've got an idea!" Julia exclaimed, a wicked gleam in her eye. Next thing John knew, Julia was in his face, looking deeply into his eyes. Her luscious mouth was inches from her uncle's. She licked her lips lasciviously. "I'm going make your whistle a little wet," she whispered. Even though John wasn't entirely sure what she meant, the shear sexiness of her intent sent sparks through his brain. He could already feel the fiery sap returning to his cock. Julia hiked up her tiny dress and pulled her thong to the side. She grabbed her uncle's cock and pressed herself closer. Rocking her pelvis forward, she slid the tip of John's cock right up to the lips of her pussy. She purred as she ran it up and down the length of her engorged labia. They were already moist with the dew of her fuck secretions. Suddenly, with one smooth motion she jerked John's semi-stiff snake straight into her snatch. Damn was she wet and tight! The whole act was so hot and nasty that John nearly came on the spot. Fortunately for him, he didn't, but just barely. Julia let her uncle's cock simmer in her juicy pussy for nearly half a minute before pulling back just enough for it to pop out. Although impossibly aroused, John breathed a major sigh of relief. Another second longer, and he would have erupted for sure. The teen certainly knew what she was doing. John's cock had inflated so violently, once inside her, that Julia was almost afraid he'd blow his load right then and there. She didn't know just how close he'd really come. Still coated with Julia's love juice, John's cock now stood straight out in all its glory. "Now, that's much better" Julia chirped, with a satisfied grin. Jenna just shook her head in admiration. "Can I lick him clean? Please?" Jenna asked, her eyes glistening with lust. "Only if you promise not to make him cum! You know what a hair- trigger penis he has, or at least used to have. I'm still not sure our uncle can control himself yet." Julia replied. "Oh, alright" Jenna pouted. Jenna sidled next to her uncle, and breathed hotly into his ear. "I'm going to lick that nasty sheen off your fuck pole, your very hard fuck pole. So don't you cum" she whispered sexily. Getting down on her knees, Jenna gazed right into John's eyes as she flicked her tongue several times over the tip and shaft of her uncle's cock. John let out a sigh as his eyes glazed over. The sensation was so divine. It took all of his self-control not to cum that time either. "Umm, that was nice, but I want more" Jenna cooed. Her eyes were still fixed on her uncle. His cock twitched visibly under her unwavering gaze. "Okay, Jenna, that's enough" Julia warned. Let him cool off a little. You know we need him to last most of the night!" John shivered at the sound of that. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy fucking the shit out his gorgeous nieces. Good God there was nothing better! The problem was that the twins habitually drained him so badly that he couldn't even see straight. Sure, the bull-power elixir that the girls made him drink kept him going, but it also took a heavy toll on his body. Damn, he'd never cum with any other woman as much as he did when the twins finished arousing him! Endless ropes of thick sweet semen would rocket from his cock each and every time he climaxed. And the girls would go crazy in their frenzy to suck every last drop from his gushing monster. Any bit that spilled out, they'd voraciously lick up. Miraculously, after a mere five minutes rest he'd be ready to fuck again. Those girls knew every sneaky trick in the book how to keep a man white-hot with lust. Despite having screwed them hundreds of times, once the twins got him worked up, John's sole thought was to drill the holy fuck out of their hot tight holes. The combination of the twins' nasty provocations and the bull-power in his veins never failed to turn John into a ravenous beast who hadn't eaten in a week. It didn't matter if he had already cum several times that session. Only when John was drained bone-dry would the girls let him rest for the evening. "Not to disappoint you, uncle, you are going to watch a movie tonight", Jenna announced. "Julia and I staged a particularly arousing spectacle at the mall this afternoon. It was all especially for you". Both girls laughed wickedly, recalling the sheer lewdness of their earlier sexual exploit. "Now, come here and drink your bull-power cocktail, uncle. You're going to need all the horny energy you can muster tonight", Julia said, pulling John up from the ground. John groaned, knowing that his niece was right. Without the secret energy-releasing ingredients that the girls blended into his virility cocktail, he likely wouldn't survive the evening. Whatever it was in that cocktail enabled John to literally fuck like a bull for hours. After cumming once, within minutes he'd be ready to go again. The stuff was truly amazing. The only problem was that after his fourth or fifth climax, John would be utterly drained of life force. It was almost as if every cell in his body had been sucked dry. If it weren't for the revitalizing nightcap that the twins specially prepared before putting him to bed, John truly believed that he'd be in the grave by now. "All done now? Good boy! Now it's time to get ready to play" Julia smiled evilly. "Aren't you forgetting something, sister?" Jenna cried. "I thought we were going to put on a little 'floor' show to get Uncle John, in the proper, you know, mood." "Are you blind, Jenna? Our sweet uncle's pussy jammer is already harder than granite. If anything, he's in the, mood, to ream us senseless right now." Julia countered. Then Jenna whispered something in her sister's ear. "Oh god, I definitely forgot about that!" Julia replied. Both girls laughed wickedly at the thought. Meanwhile, the bull-power drink was already taking effect. John could feel waves of liquid steel rushing to stiffen his 9-inch fuck barrel. His testes were working triple time to pump an excess of baby juice into his bloated balls. First on the menu, while the girls prepared this evening's "entertainment", was the naughty video that they'd promised. "C'mon Uncle John, time to sit in your viewing chair", the girls chirped in unison. "Do I have to?" he moaned. "Yes, you do" Julia replied. "You know what could happen if you get too excited. Your naughty hands would undo all of our 'hard' work! And no one wants that, do we Jenna?" "Oh my god, no" Jenna cried. "It makes us so mad when you waste your yummy man-juice whacking your Wilson over disgusting images of cheap trailer trash sluts" Julia added. John hung his head in shame, recalling the last time the twins caught him beating off over a sleazy porno mag that he'd picked up at the corner liquor store. Although the viewing chair itself was quite comfy, the fact that it had built-in wrist restraints always bothered John. He'd be completely at their mercy while they teased and tortured his helpless cock without any relief whatsoever. Of course, eventually, they would allow him to release the unholy pressure built-up in his balls. The twins weren't monsters. But John would first have to perform up to snuff. That meant that he'd have to make sure that each girl enjoyed at least two violent orgasms before they finally allowed him to cum himself. Fortunately, the bull-power elixir now pumping through his system virtually precluded any letdown on the fucking front. John's main problem was resisting the urge to blow his nuts before the twins were fully satisfied. Jenna and Julia's pussies were the tightest that John had ever experienced. Far younger men had lost their loads merely easing into the girls' hairless love slots. John was a far better fuck than that. Yet, once in the ecstasy of orgasm, each girl's cunt muscles would milk John's cock so mercilessly that it took a will of titanium to hold back the boiling semen threatening to erupt from his swollen nut sacks. The times that he'd failed to do so, the girls had made him pay dearly. How so you may ask? By pumping him with a double dose of bull-power, then leaving him alone with the widow Marlene. Chapter 3 - At The Hands of The Widow Marlene The widow Marlene had the twins' express permission to abuse their uncle in any way she desired, until she was completely sexually satisfied. Typically that meant at least four hours of the vilest, most disgusting sex imaginable. Marlene was 47 years old and not a great beauty. Her key features were a huge bald head with scattered greenish-gray tufts that stood out like boar's bristles from her flaky, scabby scalp, a pair of heavy-lidded beady eyes that literally devoured whatever they perceived, a long crooked nose with a huge hairy wart on its tip, and a severely chapped, thin-lipped mouth full of rotten teeth. Plus, Marlene weighed well over 300 pounds. Fat hung off of her in fetid sweaty rolls. Her tits sagged all the way down to her belly button, if it could even be found beneath the putrid mounds of flesh. Her multiple chins jiggled like gelatin whenever she moved. The woman was clearly no one's dream date! Since the untimely death of her husband 20 years before [some say he willingly committed suicide], Marlene had been with very few other men. Not by choice, mind you, but the woman simply repulsed most everyone she encountered. With the exception of her balding scalp, she was horribly hairy all over. She rarely shaved her legs, back, armpits, or mustache. Marlene didn't believe in douching, either. So her cunt stank to high heaven. She spent most of her days sitting on her ass watching television. The only time she ever got up was to stuff her face with sour-cream pastries and over-ripe cheese. Since she seldom brushed her teeth, more than half of them had fallen out. The widow's breath was so foul that it had peeled the most of the paint from the walls of her tiny shotgun flat. Marlene might bathe once in an entire week, if she remembered. So one can only imagine how vilely she reeked. Just to be in her presence was nauseating enough for any mortal, but to be forced to have sex with her - well.. As his punishment, the twins insisted that Uncle John thoroughly satisfy the impossibly horny creature before they would even come to drag his carcass away. There would be no possibility of escape, either. Shackled to the wall by a long, heavy chain, with his hands bound tightly to his sides, John was totally at the widow's mercy. To start with, the widow demanded almost 30 minutes of vomit-inducing foreplay just as a warm-up. While she smothered his face with her putrid piss-slot, John was forced to eat her toxic twat not just once, but at least three times to get her juices really flowing. Only after flooding John's mouth with the foulest conceivable cunt crud would Marlene finally clamor to be fucked. But that posed a bit of a problem. The woman's fuck hole was so loose from years of unrestrained self-abuse that she would have barely felt a bull elephant. It was John's unenviable task to have to give the disgusting widow an orgasm purely from fucking. Plus, he'd need to ring her bell at least three times before she'd let him dismount. The only way that John could possibly manage that was to drench her snatch with lubricant, place a stallion-sized sheath over his cock, and then plough away. Yet even having fucked her, the ordeal was far over. Marlene loved to have her asshole licked after being fucked. Yet, she steadfastly refused to let John use his hands to scrape away the layers of excrement congealed in her sickening crack. So, using only his tongue, poor John was forced to scour her shit-encrusted rim for half an hour, just to reach bare skin. Then he'd have to spend another half hour licking her to climax. John's penultimate challenge was making himself cum not just once, but twice inside the disgusting creature - first in her cunt, second in her ass. As his final humiliation, Marlene demanded that John suck and swallow his own spooge out of her shit hole. Only then would she call the twins to come pick up their uncle. At the end of his torture, Uncle John would be utterly destroyed and virtually in tears. Only when safely out of the widow's reach would he allow the torrent of disgust and shame to freely flow. Once back home, John could scarcely wait to puke his guts out. Next, he would gargle for nearly ten minutes with a mixture of bleach and mouthwash, just to purge the toxic taste of Marlene's putrid shit from of his mouth. After that, he'd spend an entire hour in the shower fiercely scrubbing all over with a hard-bristled brush to cleanse himself of Marlene's foul stench. After all this, it still took a powerful sedative to finally allow John some sleep, if you could call it that. Fitful nightmares of a ten-foot long tongue (his own) covered with eyes and trapped inside Marlene's shit canal would haunt John's dreams the entire night. Even with a double dose of bull-power elixir pumping through John's veins, it was barely enough to keep his cock from violently shrinking in retreat at the inexcusable obscenity of sex with that creature. Normally, a single dose of bull-power was enough keep even an octogenarian's dick hard for hours, or at least until his heart gave out, which was far more likely. But since Marlene's noxious appearance and toxic hygiene typically rendered permanently impotent any hapless fucker drunk enough to even consider screwing her, the normal dosage was woefully inadequate. To endure sex with Marlene, John needed much more than bull-power. He needed a mind-numbing sedative and the stamina of a wolf pack. The handiest solution was drugs - highly illegal drugs. The first time that the twin's inflicted Marlene upon him, John had nearly died. It was due to shear force of will that he even survived the encounter. Seventeen hours of unthinkable abomination before the twins had come to rescue him! It took John a full week of TLC from both twins to recover basic motor skills and sexual function. Even after that, the horrifying nightmares haunted him for months. Since that first time, John swore to himself that he would never again allow himself to disappoint the twins. Yet, it was nearly impossible for his cock to resist their relentless erotic assault. All day long, the impossibly delectable Jenna and Julia would viciously tease and tempt their poor uncle until his cock twitched uncontrollably with white-hot lust. Inevitably, he'd either stoke himself for relief or prematurely blast his stack. Next thing John knew, he'd be shackled once again, at the total mercy of the creature Marlene. Since then, the mere thought of that unconscionable 17 hours along with a triple dose of speed was enough to motivate John to satisfy Marlene as quickly as possible. Now, if he could finally learn to withstand the overwhelming seductiveness of the twins .... Chapter 4 - The Twins' Wild Adventure At The Mall It would have been a felony anywhere in the country to even discuss the video that the twins had cued for John's enjoyment. It was incriminating enough that the twins were taping John as he watched the illegal production. Legal ramifications aside, though, John was far more concerned about enduring the video's extremely salacious contents without spurting cock cream all over himself. Jenna and Julia had arrived at the Westmont Mall wearing skintight minidresses so short that bending over would have mortified all but the bravest exhibitionists. Those scandalous red dresses and the girls' long firm golden legs, fetchingly showcased in high-heeled chunky sandals, held the undivided attention of every male present. Upping the distraction factor was the fact that the dresses were daringly slashed in strategic places to bare mouth-dropping glimpses of ass, tits, and torso. The cock-stiffening garments were so fucking short that you could see the girls' butt cheeks through the gap at the top of their thighs. The fact that the girls wore the tiniest of thongs made their outrageous outfits even more shocking. Venus DeMonet, their 18-year old female friend, had agreed to record the twins' mall exploits with her digital camcorder. Although ever the exhibitionist herself, to not create a competing distraction, Venus had reluctantly agreed to wear a simple top and pants ensemble. Still, her flimsy top was virtually see-through, and her pants were so tight that the contours of her camel toe could be seen by anyone who cared to look. Guys' jaws were dropping all across the mall that afternoon. The twins' tits bounced freely without the constraint of any bra, and juicy glimpses of their bubble butts were a near constant sight as the gorgeous girls strolled down the mall's main aisle. Naturally, the girls' first stop was the shoe store. An eager teen sales attendant scrambled to meet them as they strode through the door. His eyes instantly bugged out at the salacious sight of the twins in their short dresses. Embarrassment rapidly followed when a nice little bulge started to grow in his trousers. Venus and the twins giggled over the tease fest to come. The twins sat down in the fitting area with their legs crossed in a most unladylike manner. The poor sales attendant couldn't help but get a good look at plenty of stunning leg, a lewd portion of ass, and a hint of thong-clad crotch. The girls were so aroused already that their white lace thongs were already soaked with cunt juice. The pungent smell of their sex suffused the immediate area. This, of course was not lost on the sales attendant. His breath started to labor and beads of sweat formed on his bow. Julia waited for several seconds while the sales attendant gazed helplessly at her partially exposed ass cheek. Finally, she blurted out "Excuse me, pervert, but my eyes are up here!" As if prodded by an electric rod, the sales attendant quickly jerked himself to attention, at least, as much as he was able. Sweating profusely, with a nice boner stretching his trousers, it was quite difficult for the kid to maintain any composure. "So what's your name, sweetie?" Jenna asked, in an attempt to loosen the tension. "M-m-marty" the kid stammered. "Well, Marty, we'd like to see something sexy and daring. Do you have anything like that?" Julia asked. "S-s-sure, l-let me go get them" Marty replied, as he started towards the back room. "Oh Marty dear!" Julia called. Marty stopped so suddenly that he nearly sprained his ankle. "Wouldn't it be easier if you measured our feet first, dick brain?" she fumed. "Oh yeah" he sighed. "Sorry about that" "Look, don't be sorry, just take care of it" Jenna said. As Marty approached, as if on cue, the twins uncrossed their legs and spread them wide open. The violent lurch in Marty's cock was tangible, as was his moan of lust. "Omigod!" he exclaimed aloud. The poor boy was rendered immobile with arousal. The tent in his trousers now bordered on obscene. "Well, what are you waiting for, jerk off?" Julia demanded. "Give him a break, sis" Jenna giggled. Staring brazenly at his crotch tent, she added, "I think his poor little brain is suffering from severely low blood flow." Marty was visibly shaking as he measured their feet. "Why are you so nervous, Marty?" Jenna sweetly asked. "Um, I dunno, miss" he lied. "It couldn't be that you're thinking about just how viciously you're going to choke your chicken after we leave, could it?" Julia sniped. Then looking straight at him, she added, "You sick fucker! I can't believe that your perverted little mind wants to take advantage of our innocent need for footwear merely to get your hairless rocks off!" To goad him further, Julia spread her legs even wider, up to the point where her thong disappeared up her crack. Julia's now exposed cunt lips glistened with dew. "Holy fuck!" Marty exclaimed, as his hand automatically reached for his cock. He was about to cream his pants right then, until Julia screamed, "Go get our shoes, wanker!" Marty bolted to the back room like his ass was on fire. Of course, it wasn't his ass that needed to be so desperately cooled off. After a few minutes alone in the changing area, the girls were getting restless. "Go back there, and see what's keeping that pathetic wimp" Julia said to her sister. "I'll bet I already know!" Jenna giggled. Sure enough, she found Marty in a most embarrassing posture, even with his back to her. He was furiously stroking his skinny pecker! Just as she was about to say something, Marty grunted out his lust, liberally coating the back wall with spunk. Jenna's pussy tingled wildly at the sight of so much boy cream running down the wall. Even so, she curbed her tendencies. Besides, Marty wasn't very attractive, and more importantly, Julia was waiting. "Bad move, Marty!" Jenna tsked. "Very bad move! Julia is going to be furious when she finds out that you've spoiled her fun by jerking off without permission. I sure would hate to be you right about now." Jenna's words put the fear of God into the poor boy. And for good reason, if you had any idea how nasty Julia could really be. Marty hung his head in abject shame as he pulled his tidy whities up. He'd been caught red-handed in the middle of an overtly sinful act, in public no less. "Well, get out there and face the consequences, before I call security to tell them what a sick fuck you are!" Jenna snapped. Completely mortified and shaking with fear, Marty pulled his trousers up and stumbled back into the showroom. Jenna followed closely behind. "So where are our shoes, fuck-face?" Julia demanded. "Go ahead, tell her!" Jenna ordered. "I b-b-beat off in the b-b-back" Marty stammered. "You what!?" Julia screamed. "You pathetic sorry excuse for life! Get your ass over here now! I want to see you grovel!" Slowly, Marty shuffled over to her, his head nearly dragging. When he was within arms reach, Julia grabbed his shoulder with a powerful grip that belied her girlish frame. Pulling him close, she forcibly raised her knee into his crotch. "That's for humiliating us!" she yelled. "And this is so that you'll never do it again!" While Jenna's hand covering his mouth, Marty screamed in agony as Julia repeated crushed his swelling nuts with powerful and deadly knee lifts. Julia ceased her vicious assault only after Marty had finally blacked out from the pain. His dead weight slumped to the floor as she let go of him. "Oh, that felt so good!" Julia exclaimed, deeply flushed and a little short of breath. "Now, what I need is a good fuck!" "Me, too, sis. I'm dripping like a faucet" Jenna replied. "Me, three. Let's get out of here and nail some serious cock!" Venus added. At that, all three girls ran laughing out of the shoe store. In a particularly wicked mood, the twins pranced down the aisle, shaking their asses oh so naughtily. Necks snapped everywhere as the cock-shocking trio made their way through the crowded mall. Coeds yelled at their drooling boyfriends, and wives had to slap their husbands to keep them from gawking. The twins' next stop was a health food store that catered to body builders. There were guaranteed to be a few men there. The girls' snagged seats at the juice bar, and ordered something to drink. Within minutes, the little shop was packed with men. As soon as Venus entered the shop with her camcorder, Julia whispered to her sister, "Let the games begin." The girls spun their chairs around with their legs very nastily crossed. "Hey guys!" they exclaimed in unison. A collective moan rose up from their captive audience. "Now fellas, we have a problem that we hope you could help us solve. Our older boyfriends sometime have, um, trouble getting it up, even as young and sexy as we are." With this, the twins spread their legs wide open for emphasis. Suddenly, the lord's name was being invoked in various forms all over the room. Selecting a muscle-bound stud with a noticeable bulge in his shorts, Julia asked "You wouldn't be prone to a problem like that, would you?" "No miss, I sure wouldn't" he replied. The guy's gaze was sure and steady, and he had the most gorgeous blue eyes. He definitely would do. "What's your name, sweet stuff?" Julia asked. "Charles, miss." "Well Charles, you seem like someone who could really help us" Julia winked to her sister. "Now, unlike some younger guys we know, you wouldn't lose your seed if we did something like this would you?" Julia and Jenna pulled their thongs aside, and each girl oh so naughtily snaked her tongue over her lower lip as she slipped a finger deep into her slot. "N-n-no, miss" Charles stammered, trying desperately to keep his cool. Unfortunately, the stiff snake in his shorts was already poking its monster head out of the leg of his shorts. "Damn, this fucker is hung!" Julia said to her sister. Both girls' cunts started to water profusely. As for the rest of the men, several were already stroking their willies. From the strident grunts that could be heard, some were already shooting their wads. Reluctantly, Julia and Jenna pulled their fingers from their twats. "My my, our fingers have gotten a little, um, soiled" Julia lamented. "Charles, would you be a dear and clean mine off." "Well what about me?" Jenna snapped. "You'll just have to find your own stud" Julia rejoined. "So that's how it's gonna be, huh?" Jenna pouted. Suddenly stretching her legs even wider, she proceeded to rip her thong off. "Alright, boys, who here wants to clean my pussy?" The place exploded. A tidal wave of horny men slammed into the two teens, trapping them against the juice bar. Charles, of course, was the first to reach Julia. Within seconds his thick stiff rod had found its way into her tight cunt and was plowing the little slut with a vengeance. As for Jenna, all she knew is that someone's huge fat cock had made its way into her snatch and was proceeding to stretch her cunt to new dimensions. Without warning, the crack of a service revolver quickly quieted everyone. "Pull out of those girls now!" a burly mountain of a man in uniform ordered. Both cocks quickly retracted from their slippery roosts. "Take them to the basement; and book 'em both for statutory!" he ordered to three uniformed men accompanying him. The twins expressed both anger and relief that they'd been so quickly rescued. Julia was angry, because she'd actually wanted Charles to fuck her senseless. Jenna was relieved because until security came she hadn't any idea who'd penetrated her. Now, a good look at her pot-bellied, balding molester was almost enough to turn her stomach. On the other hand, she mused, the well-built blond security guard wasn't looking too bad at all. Within seconds both girls had found their way into the protective arms of the security guard. The name patch on his uniform read "Dave" "Thanks for saving us, mister" Jenna cried. "Yeah, thanks a fucking lot!" Julia snapped. "So what's your problem, kid?" the security guard asked. Before Julia could utter a response, he waived her into silence. "Just tell me something. Why should I not have the two of you arrested for indecent exposure and inciting a riot?" Julia grew strangely quiet. This time Jenna rose to the challenge. She whispered something sweetly in the security guard's ear. His eyes glazed over, and his cock lurched in his trousers. Quickly regaining his composure, Dave responded. "That sounds nice, but I'm not gonna risk jail time for either one of you. So get your butts moving down to my office! Now!" The bluff and bluster was simply for the benefit of the crowd. In actuality, Dave was more than eager to get a private showing from the sexy twins in the comfort of his own office. Male heads were still turning, as Dave and the oversexed twins made their way to the stairwell leading to the security office. Venus followed discreetly behind with the camcorder. Once in the office, Dave locked the door and put up a sign in the hall window, and closed the blinds. The sign read "Do Not Disturb. Meeting in Progress." Both girls were a bit peaved that Dave wouldn't let Venus in to record their "performance", but as promised, the twins began their erotic show. Unnoticed by any of them, a small crack in the blinds was just large enough to allow Venus some choice footage. The twins began with a sultry dance that had them hiking their tiny dresses in the back to expose their asses, while they lewdly ground their thong-clad crotches into each other. After a few moments they wriggled out of their thongs. Now the girls were kissing, moaning, and grinding their shaved pussies into each other. Already, Dave had dropped his trousers and was furiously polishing his pole. The girls noticed that it was quite a nice one - nearly 9 inches long and 2 inches in diameter. Their pussies were on fire at the mere thought of that monster reaming their slots. The girls climbed onto Dave's desk to continue the show. When they wriggled into a 69 position, and proceeded to eat each other out, Dave grunted out some choice obscenities and shot his first load. The cum stream shot across the room and coated the window. Jenna was particularly disappointed that her hungry cunt wasn't the recipient of such copious bounty. After such an intense orgasm, Dave slumped listlessly into the comfort of his rolling chair. He kept uttering "Oh God! Oh my fucking God!" to himself. For the next course, the twins wriggled out of their skin-tight micro-dresses. At the luscious sight of their full ripe bodies with their melon-sized titties bouncing freely, Dave's pole rose again. The fact that these awesome honeys were just 15 years old only fueled his arousal. "Oh, so you can get it up again. I thought that you had retired after that one shot." Jenna giggled. "You girls are fucking amazing! You're almost too hot for me!" Dave admitted. "Well, lets turn the heat up a notch and see if you can keep up." Julia piped in. Each girl produced a flexible fake-skin dildo from her purse. They proceeded to screw the threaded ends together to create a serious- looking double-headed fuck toy. A small tube of K-Y jelly miraculously appeared, and the girls got busy lubing up each other's ass holes. Their tits jiggled wildly as they did so. Finally, they stood back to back, each holding an end of the double-headed toy. Each girl moaned as she slid her end into her slippery ass slot. Seconds later the girls were alternately pounding their asses together and pulling away just enough to keep the dildo inside them. "Fuck me harder, you slut" Julia screamed, as she slammed her tight butt into her sisters'. "I'm a slut now, am I?" Jenna replied. "OK, bitch, see if you can handle this!" Jenna slammed back so hard that the dildo slid a full inch further up both her and Julia's shit chutes. Both girls screamed with pleasure at the unexpected penetration. Already, Dave's stroke hand was working overtime on his turgid fuck stick. Fairly quickly, the twins found the right rhythm to fuck themselves to orgasm. When release finally came, both girls started squealing to high heaven. That and the agonized looks on the girl's faces as their orgasms exploded through them, was enough to launch Dave's second cum blast of the afternoon. Poor Dave seemed so drained of energy as he slumped back into his chair, that the twins almost felt sorry for him. But not quite. They took advantage of Dave's weakened condition to tie his ankles together and cuff his hands behind his back. With Dave secured, the twins were finally able to open the door and let Venus in. With Venus' help, they dragged Dave's struggling form to the middle of the floor. Camcorder rolling, Jenna and Julia descended upon their prostrate victim. Julia positioned herself astride Dave's mouth, and Jenna proceeded to suck Dave's cock back to life. It didn't take long for the talented girl to return the steel to the security guard's monstrous cunt stuffer. Under the threat of leaking the incriminating tape to his superiors, Dave's tongue worked overtime to pleasure Julia's dripping snatch. Meanwhile Jenna had lowered her sopping cunt onto Dave's now erect cock, and rode him like a cowboy. Despite seething with anger at being tied up, Dave couldn't hold back the massive orgasm building in his cock from the merciless assault of Jenna's tight box. Damn! The girl's cunt muscles were expertly conditioned and she sure knew how to use them. He wondered whether any man was safe from this teenage vixen? When Dave finally exploded for the third time, so did the girls. This time, though, Dave was so fatigued that he actually passed out. Yet, once their own orgasms had subsided the girls were still horny for more. They hadn't nearly finished raping their victim yet. Chapter 5 - Subduing the Tower of Cock Despite Venus's stern cautions, the twins raided her private stash to inject some new life into their depleted stud. Venus' stash was actually a rare collection of ancient forbidden elixirs, passed down through countless generations of warrior women. The original recipes dated back to the time when the Goddess was universally revered, by both men and women. The modern versions of the elixirs carried names like EverStiff, CumFlow, RopeBuilder, NadBooster, and FireHeart. They worked by supercharging the male sexual organs at the expense of other essential organs. For example, EverStiff could make any cock harder than stone for hours, but it crippled the heart. RopeBuilder supercharged the male orgasm, enabling normal males to shoot multiple bursts of cum with awesome propulsive power, but it depleted the eyesight, hearing, and thyroid. NadBooster made male semen extra thick, rich, and creamy, but it consumed the lungs and liver. CumFlow could instantly double or triple the amount of semen that a male was able to release, but it crippled the spleen and killed the kidneys. FireHeart was the most dangerous substance of all. It could turn any male into a raging sexual animal, whose lust would burn for hours. Males given FireHeart could orgasm dozens of times in a single night, and still hunger for more. The drawback was that it was usually fatal. It burned up the brain and boiled the blood. There was no recovery from FireHeart. "Since you two seem so intent upon this, you'd better secure your victim a lot better than that" Venus warned. "Why?" Julia challenged. "He's not going anywhere with his hands and feet tied." "Just humor me, okay?" Venus replied. "C'mon sis, it wouldn't hurt anything. Besides, it sounds a little kinky to me" Jenna giggled. "Alright, already! Let's just get it over with!" Julia relented. "So how exactly do we do this, Venus?" Under Venus' guidance, the twins stretched the still unconscious security guard's legs apart and, using hardware and rope from the utility closet, secured each leg to a bolt drilled into the base of the nearest wall. They secured Dave's shacked wrists in a similar fashion. Venus issued her approval when everything was done. Normally, the girls wouldn't dare use any of these elixirs on anyone they loved, but since they didn't know Dave from Adam, they weren't the least bit concerned. Their sole use for him was as a sexual plaything. So they mixed a few drops of each of the five elixirs together and held Dave's nostrils closed while they poured it down his throat. The effect was immediate and spectacular. Dave's cock rose magnificent like a phoenix from the ashes. It was as if liquid granite had inflated his penis to impossible dimensions and then hardened. His balls tripled in size and pulsed with nuclear power. Pre-cum was leaking copiously, almost as if he had suffered from hours of teasing foreplay. His skin was on fire and his eyes burned with an unholy lust that could not be quenched. His entire brain seemed focused into his member. In effect, the resurrected Dave was nothing but a humongous cock & balls attached to a superfluous body, that, nonetheless, trembled with incredible masculine energy. The awesome sexuality exuded by the beast that they'd created threatened to overwhelm even the sexually adept twins. Both girls' cunts were like burning lava. They were overcome by a burning need to fuck the living bejesus out of this male creature, as if their very lives depended on it. Even Venus DeMonet was on fire with lust. Much to the twins' chagrin, she insisted on having first crack at the creature that used to be Dave. Venus leaped upon the creature's cock with a screaming fury. The juices were literally gushing out of her cunt, and she was wild-eyed with lust. She was so wet that she took the entire 15-inch monster in a single thrust. Once aboard the meat rocket, she bucked, ground, and squeezed herself through ten mind- shattering orgasms before falling off of the still hard tower of cock. Her body was afire with total sexual bliss. The sheer radiance of her face alone made the fluorescent lights in the ceiling pale in comparison. As for the beast, its furious cries of release literally shook the walls each time it came, which was at least 4 times while Venus rode it into submission. And cum it did! A thick mixture of cum and girl juice dripped from Venus's cunt in giant gobs. The creamy goop coursed down her thighs like rivers of mud. It was hard to imagine that so much thick creamy cum could emerge from a single cock. Deprived of the creature's cock, Julia and Jenna had had to settle for his tongue. Fortunately, it had become almost as hard and nearly as long as a normal man's penis. While Jenna rode hellfire on the creature's tongue, Julia feverishly worked the double-headed dildo into her cunt and ass. Five majestic orgasms later, the twins switched places. Even before Venus had dismounted the creature's cock, the entire security office reeked with the raw pungent smell of a wild animal orgy, and yet the girls weren't even half finished. Venus and the twins greedily lapped up all the oatmeal-thick cum that they could find. It was so rich and delicious that they couldn't get enough of it. Imagine something a hundred times more delicious and satisfying than Godiva rum-chocolate and you have some idea of just what the creature's cum tasted like. Fist fights nearly broke out as the three girls battled for the last remaining gobs sticking to the carpet. Jenna was next to mount the giant cock. In her infinite wisdom, Venus had set the camcorder on auto-record and had mounted it on a far wall. While Jenna rode herself through a dozen ear-splitting orgasms on the swollen spear, Julia attacked Venus' cunt with a vengeance. Sated beyond all precedent, Venus was utterly helpless to resist Julia's tongue assault upon her still engorged clit and the sweet creamy insides of her pussy. When Julia finally got her chance to ride the still-stiff flesh tower, she was beside herself with lust. Jenna was lost in mindless bliss, and Venus had finally recovered. Like Venus and Jenna after her, Julia mounted the monstrous cock with a single leap, and sank down on it to the hilt. But Julia was hell bent upon making up for lost time. She rode the cock so viciously and squeezed so mercilessly that it erupted within minutes of her attack. That ejaculation was so prolonged and violent that it terminally extinguished the light in both the creatures eyes and ruptured its eardrums. As Julia continued to slam her ravenous cunt onto the creature's cock, the room's walls began to rumble. When the first orgasm hit like a wall of sound, Julia clamped down so hard on the creature's meat that she nearly took the head off. The creature instantly climaxed again. This time both its kidneys imploded and its entire lower body went dead, but the ensuing cum stream was mind-boggling. The cum flood was so powerful that it induced a compound orgasm in the unsuspecting teen. In the space of a mere 60 seconds, Julia experienced 7 jumbo climaxes, each successive one more powerful than its predecessor. When climax number 7 hit, it was like a nuclear explosion going off in her brain. Bolts of ecstatic fire blazed across her skin. The singing of crystal bells coursed through her blood. Her entire body was ablaze with light. It was like nothing she had ever imagined. The sensations were so overwhelming that Julia actually lost consciousness for several minutes. She finally awoke to the pain of Venus slapping her. "What the fuck!" Julia screamed, when her eyes finally opened. Venus grunted a sigh of relief. "Good God! I thought you were dead for sure." "Damn you to hell, but I thought so too," Julia said, tears of pain and joy streaming down her face. "I actually felt like I was in heaven." After a long pause she added, "Of course, seeing your butt ugly face now has convinced me otherwise." "Ooh, you ungrateful slut! If you weren't so drained, I'd kill you over that remark" Venus rejoined. "As it is, you'll owe me big time, for letting it slide." With Venus's help, Julia pulled herself off of the creature's cock. After 12 cataclysmic eruptions, Julia's insatiable cunt had finally subdued the Herculean pole of power. This was one cock that would rise no more. It was finished as was the creature itself. Venus and Jenna, having just recovered, got dressed and collected their things. With an arm under each shoulder, they helped Julia out of the sex-polluted security room. Of no more use to them, they left the dying creature, formerly known as Dave, cuffed and secured, as they departed to resume their play in the mall. First order of business, though, was ice cream. They all knew they deserved it. Unfortunately, now that all three girls wore that thoroughly fucked look, their sexual allure was even more potent than before. Still in their tight red minidresses, which were now thoroughly soaked with cum, the twins caused major inflation among the gawking males, who quite literally were helpless to resist the call to arousal. Venus, in her see-though cum-soaked top and skin-tight pants, was stiffening her fair share of male members, as well. To avoid another testosterone riot, the three vixens sprinted to the security of the nearest women's restroom. Once there, they cleaned each other up and took ample time to catch their breath. Ice cream would have to wait. Chapter 6 - Tina and Tracy: Grade School Sluts All hell broke loose when little Tina and Tracy, two very pregnant 10 year-olds, burst through the mall's west entrance with their gay friend, Mike. Hiding behind a ficus tree, Venus already had the camcorder rolling. Tina and Tracy had arrived just as expected. Having received a phone tip from Mike just ten minutes prior, Julia and Jenna were waiting on a nearby bench. For diversion, the twins had been working their sexy wiles (and scandalous dresses) to coax quite a few more humiliating erections (and ejaculations) from their hapless and growing male audience. Already in their 7th month, the girls' distended bellies were heavy with burgeoning life. Despite their young age, both sported plump well-shaped titties, filled to bursting with milk. Yet, even more shocking than the girls' physical condition was the scandalous way they were dressed. Inch-wide bands of see-through cloth were the only things keeping their over-sized breasts from bursting free. There was just enough material to cover their nipples. Their tiny, flared skirts were barely more than belts. They concealed absolutely nothing. Both girls wore chunky heels to make their bare legs seem even longer. It was obvious that neither girl was wearing panties. Their smooth hairless pussies glistened lewdly, the result of healthy coatings of baby oil, as they sauntered down the mall. Their chubby asses hung completely out for all to see and enjoy. Both girls were natural breathtaking beauties - long blonde hair, large blue-eyes, flawless peaches & cream skin, and full luscious lips. In their young lives, they'd already conquered scores of male hearts. Today though, the girls had amplified their looks with dark eye shadow, heavy makeup, and bright red lipstick. Their intent had been to make them seem older, but the net effect was to turn them into baby fuck-sluts - neither sweet nor innocent, but oh so obscenely pornographic. All in all, they were a pedophile's ultimate wet dream! Even religious elders and staunch family men found their cocks mesmerized by the pornographic allure of these obscenely attired pregnant pre-teens. Impossibly hard erections tented up male trousers all over the mall. One can only imagine the unholy thoughts boiling in each man's head. "Ohmigod, Tracy! Look at that bearded guy in the baseball cap trying to cover his boner!" Tina giggled. "Well, let's give him something to really look at" Tracy naughtily suggested. The two quickly recited the following little ditty before proceeding with their tease. I've got an itch I need to scratch. That nasty itch is in my snatch. I'm sorry, boys, you might get caught With lava blasting out your cock! The pre-teens raised their obscene excuses for skirts and ground their bare crotches together in an inhumanly erotic girl-girl coupling. For good measure, they deeply tongue-kissed each other. After thirty seconds of this, the two pulled apart to assess the level of damage to the males in the audience. Their feeble attempts to pull their tiny skirts down in a mock show of modesty did little to relieve any guy's discomfort. "Uh oh, look at him now! I think the poor fucker's gonna pop!" Tina exclaimed excitedly. "I think you're right, Tina! But he's not the only one! Check out those four suits racing to the john! They must really need to go bad! Oops, I sure hope it wasn't something that we caused" Tracy laughed. "Omigod, that young guy's touching himself!" Tina continued. She was giggling so hard that she almost peed herself. "Damn, he's pulled it out and is jacking off right in front of the entire mall! How thoroughly disgusting!" she cried, still giggling. "Dude! Can you believe that? He's hosing his girlfriend with his cum stream! She's trying to cover up, but not doing too well. God, look at all that goop! He must have been storing it for weeks! Just imagine how pissed his ole lady must be!" Tracy giggled. "And think how much more pissed she'll be once they get home! That poor guy is dog meat! I really feel sorry for him ." Tina said, pausing for effect. "Not!" screamed both girls in unison, quickly overcome by a severe fit of laughter. "Damn, that sorry wanker barely lasted two minutes! My 37-year old boyfriend lasted ten times that long the first time I ever let him fuck me; and that was after I'd teased the fuck out of him for an entire week! Now, the fucker can plow me senseless for a full 45 minutes before my impossibly tight snatch finally busts his nuts!" Tracy yelled, loud enough for everyone to hear. Chapter 7 - Tracy's First Good Fuck Tracy fondly recalled the first time she laid eyes on her current boyfriend. She was hunk-hunting that day and, for a young girl, was clearly dressed to fuck. She wore razor-cut micro ass shorts. The shorts were so tight, that the outline of her pussy lips was unmistakable. They were so short, that nearly all of her tight little ass hung out. Those ass shorts made other girls' daisy-dukes look like granny's undies in comparison. Tracy's little cone-shaped tits were effectively on public display under her loose super-cropped wife-beater tee. The tiny excuse for a top barely covered her nipples. The girl's long shapely legs were tan and bare. A new pair of white platform tennis shoes made her look several inches taller. Surprisingly, Tracy wore no make-up that day. She had fixed her hair in the style of a little girl - two long pigtails with red ribbons on the ends. She felt that the dramatic contrast of her innocent looks with her obscene attire would be able to corrupt even the most morally upright male. She was absolutely right. Her future boyfriend was working at the south end of the neighborhood playground, mixing plaster for a new wall. He was a 36 year-old blue-eyed hunk in tight blue jeans and a tee shirt. His name was Derek. He very much reminded Tracy of her recently departed father, who'd been lost in the last US invasion of Iraq. When young Tracy approached him in her cock-hunting outfit, it was lust at first sight - for both. Derek had been so shocked at her approach, that he was literally struck dumb. All he could do was stare. Well not quite. He was growing a pretty large bulge, as well. Tracy's mom would have killed her if she'd ever caught her daughter wearing a white trash outfit like that. Tracy had had to sneak out the house wearing a different set of clothes on top. Once out of her mother's sight, she ditched her outerwear behind a bush. Now, looking the total cock-slut, Tracy had felt more than ready to prowl for cock. Tracy posed for him provocatively while asking innocent questions like what he was doing and how long would it take. After a few more of these questions, Tracy changed course. "Oh God! I'm sooo hot. Aren't you?" Before Derek could reply, Tracy had poured the entire bottle of water she'd been holding right down the front of her radically cropped tee. Instantly her soaking wet titties were exposed to the world. Her little nipples were hard as rocks. "Ahh, much better! Don't you think?" she asked. An evil twinkle gleamed in her eyes. The effect on Derek had been electric. He'd gotten so hot viewing Tracy's naughty little scene that he'd nearly creamed his shorts. By his rough breathing Tracy could tell how highly aroused he was. And that's just the way she left him. "Well, gotta go now. See ya tomorrow!" she yelled, as she scampered off to her girlfriend's house. Tracy had gotten herself incredibly turned on by her little show, as well. Fortunately for Tracy, her best friend Tina knew exactly how to cool off an overheated pussy. For the next four days Tracy faithfully returned to Derek's work site. Each day she wore a different cock-shocking outfit. The second day, a micro-bikini top (essentially two tiny triangles) and daisy-dukes ripped all the way up the sides. The next day, a simple white dress, two sizes too small, and short enough to expose her white cotton panties. The fourth day, a skin-tight sporty tee-shirt- dress that just barely covered her pubes. Each outfit had had the desired effect of Derek, some more than others. Tracy took careful note of what seemed to work best on him - that is, whatever caused the bulge in his jeans to swell the quickest and his brow to sweat the most. On the fifth day, Tracy wore her best "fuck me" outfit. It was that same wife beater tee from the first day, but with the words "Very Bad Girl" scrawled across the front in red lipstick. Tracy had applied the same red lipstick to her pouting mouth and had braided her hair quite sexily. Instead of ass shorts, Tracy wore a very short, very tight, black vinyl miniskirt that let her ass cheeks hang out enough to attract some serious attention. She capped off her "fuck me" look off with a super sexy pair of black high-heeled pumps. Dressed like that, the girl had caused innumerable accidents as she boldly strutted to the playground to finally offer herself to Derek. When he saw Tracy in that outfit, Derek's jaw dropped almost to the ground "So what do you think?" she asked. She twirled around for effect. Derek was speechless, but the humongous tent rapidly stretching his trousers spoke volumes. Having raised two stunning teen daughters with his ex-wife, Derek had never before been attracted to such young meat. Now, the white-hot lust consuming his brain left him dazed, confused, and a little ashamed. "Psst. Follow me. I've got something to show you" Tracy motioned. "Um, I really don't know if I should" Derek hesitated. He was more than a little embarrassed. Plus, he was pretty unsettled by how brazenly the young pre-teen was licking her lips and staring directly at the bulge in his crotch. "I promise you it won't hurt!" Tracy teased. "It'll just take a few minutes! C'mon? Please?" Tracy pleaded. "Oh, alright, but only a couple of minutes. I've really got to finish this job!" Derek replied. Merely following the young girl in her extremely hot outfit was raising smoke from Derek's cock. As concerned as he was of what might happen, he was much too aroused to retreat. Tracy led him to a small wooden shed not more than fifty yards away. It was a bit weathered but still sturdy. It was also unlocked. She opened the door and went inside. She called Derek to follow her. Once they were both inside, she slammed the door shit. Enough light streamed into the room through a gap in the roof to illuminate a small cot in the far corner of the shed. There was a small wrapped package sitting on top of a wooden table. It had a red bow on it. "So, can you guess what it is I want to show you?" Tracy asked. "I'm sure I wouldn't know" Derek carefully replied. He had his suspicions, but he dared not entertain them. "Derek, I've been teasing you for an entire week" Tracy blurted. "And I think you deserve a little reward" she continued. "So I'll give you a choice, you can have what's in the box on the table or you can have what in this box.." Tracy yanked up her miniskirt to reveal a red ribbon around her privates. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties. She pointed directly at her snatch. Derek's reaction was entirely predictable. His cock nearly leaped out his jeans. His eyes glazed over at the luscious sight of the young girl's baby-smooth mound beneath the red ribbon. A tiny bit of drool formed at the edge of his mouth. "So what's your choice, big guy?" she asked. Derek wasted no time shedding his jeans. Next off was his shirt. Tracy recalls just how gorgeous Derek had looked with his shirt off. The man rippled with muscle all over his body. Plus he had a six- pack to die for. She was instantly and obscenely wet at the mere sight of him. "Well what are you waiting for? Just fuck me! Fuck the living shit out of me, now!" she cried. Her carnal need was unbearable. Derek's shorts hit the floor, and he was on her within seconds. They kissed deeply, before Tracy abruptly pulled away. As nice as that kiss was, Tracy's burning cunt needed cock. She had to have it inside her as quickly as possible. "Goddammit!" she cried, "Just slam that gorgeous gun into me!" Derek didn't need to be asked twice. As he lifted her small body up, Tracy spread her legs wide apart in anticipation. As her cunt lips flapped open to receive her reward, her juices started to dribble out. Anyone could see that her pussy was beyond ready for full penetration. Derek's cock was so hard that it stood straight up. In one smooth motion, he skewered the young girl's gaping cunt onto his turgid spear. God was she tight! And she was oh so wet, as well. Derek's eyes closed in ecstasy from the sweet sensation of her silky tightness coating his cock. Already the lava was starting to rise from his swollen balls. He prayed to God to be able to last long enough to get the job done. It was true that the little bitch had teased the fuck out of him all week. Several times Derek had wanted to ream the slut so hard that she wouldn't have been able to sit for a week. He'd needed to jack off every single day that week, but dared not admit to himself that he lusted over a slender slip of a girl younger than even his own daughters. "Deeper!" Tracy grunted. Damn it! That was it, he decided. This little slut was going to get royally drilled! Derek rammed his cock all the way up the young girl's cunt. Wow! The girl was so fucking tight that he'd almost lost his load on the initial thrust. He would need to go slower or he wouldn't last much longer. Tracy grunted loudly from the shear pleasure of being so filled! She'd never been stuffed like this before. None of her or Tina's dildoes had ever felt this good. Tracy couldn't believe how much more satisfying Derek's thick 9-incher was compared to Johnny McCray's skinny dick. "Faster!" Tracy cried. Derek picked up the pace. In no time, he was pounding her slot in earnest. He was slamming Tracy's young cunt onto his man-meat so hard that her cervix was getting sore. But it was a soreness that felt damn good. All too quickly, Tracy felt a trembling build up in Derek's body. Damn, he was about to come a little too soon! She still needed to cum so very badly, but now she might not even get the chance. "Oh my fucking God!" Derek screamed as he came. Raging torrents of hot cum hosed the insides of Tracy's love canal. God there was so much of it! The contractions from the man's balls seemed to last forever. After ten seconds, he was still cumming! That's when Tracy started to feel her own orgasm ignite. "I'm cumming!" Tracy screamed. As her cunt muscles spasmed around Derek's cock, even more man-juice shot out. Where was this hunk storing all this cock cream? Tracy cried in ecstasy as the initial wave of orgasm slammed into her. "Fuck! That was awesome!" Tracy cried. Still impaled on Derek's cock, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him deeply. "Holy Christ, you were fucking fantastic!" Derek exclaimed. Your greedy little box drained me like I've never been drained before!" "Well, I sure hope there's more where that came from" Tracy said. "Are you ready to go again, lover?" The teen was still incredibly horny, especially with such a hot fuckable hunk so close at hand. Derek was in total awe that such a young girl could turn out to be such a world-class slut. The mere memory of all the nasty teasing that she'd subjected him to made the man eager to fuck the holy shit out of the teen yet one more time. For the next round, actually the next two rounds, Derek carried Tracy to the cot, where he could properly fuck the bejesus out of her. That he did. Tracy knew in her bones that she'd become pregnant that day. Of course, she didn't reveal that to Derek until much later. Swearing the girl to secrecy, Tracy and Derek became regular lovers after that. Knowing how impossible it would be for a grown man to publicly unveil a 10-year old girl as his lover, Tracy graciously allowed Derek to see other women. Fortunately, her continual teasing antics and her incredibly tight cunt kept Derek coming back for more - far more than any of his others. It didn't hurt that Tracy let Derek regularly fuck her sexy friend, Tina, but only if she could join in, as well. Chapter 8 - Nut Killer Reminiscence over, it hit Tracy that she'd just finished announcing to everyone in the mall exactly how she'd gotten pregnant. And she'd almost exposed Derek in the process. She silently cursed herself for being so stupid. "Hey, what are you looking at, bitch!?" Tina screamed at a 40-ish matron who was glaring at her and her sister with unconcealed contempt. "Yeah! I bet your nasty snatch wasn't ever that tight, you old hag!" Mike yelled. Having watched this lewd scene unfold from where they'd been sitting, Jenna and Julia rushed over to keep a bad situation from getting worse. "Hey! It's Jenna and Julia!" Tracy exclaimed. "Hi girls! Hi Mike!" Jenna and Julia chirped, together. "What's up?" Tina asked "You guys need to come with us, now! No arguments, okay?" Julia insisted. "Oh, alright" Tina moped. "Yeah, whatever!" Tracy replied. "But first, one last trick. Ready to NUK'em, Tina?" "Yeah, dude, let's do it" she agreed. "On the count of three. One. Two. Three!" yelled Tracy. Both girls bent completely over, their heads cocked to the side. A collective moan rose from the gallery as their scrumptious tits exploded out of the miniscule tops. While still bent over, the girls pulled their pussy lips as wide apart as possible. The girls were wide open all the way to their cervixes. When they stuck their index fingers up their snatches, groans of boiling lust echoed all throughout the hall. The girls were obviously wet - very wet. As they slowly pulled their fingers out of their cunts, the pre-teens licked their lips in an almost obscene gesture. The sound of zippers busting open could be heard up and down the aisles when the girls slipped their index fingers into each other's mouth and sucked them clean. Still upside down, they waved to their audience, and then blew them a kiss, all the while stifling giggles. After a few more moments, the girls straightened up. Once upright, they made quite a show of trying to cover their exposed pussies with their tiny belt-skirts. Then they finally burst into laughter. "Damn! Absolutely incredible!" said Venus, her camcorder still running. "Look at those fuckers blast their cream! Whew! That little stunt is going to pop these guys' nuts for months!" Tina and Tracy were still laughing as they joined Jenna, Julia, Venus, and Mike in a hasty retreat to the mall's food court. "By the way, what does NUK stand for?" Jenna asked. "Nut Killer!" cried Tina and Tracy in unison, before again bursting into laughter. "Yep, they sure got that right," said Jenna to her sister. <to be continued> (c) 2003 Kari Alarus ===================================================================== Author's Note: Never molest or even sexualize real underaged children. Even if they seem like the sexiest things on earth, know that it's unconditional love and affection rather than sex that they crave. 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