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   The situations and people are fictitious.  These stories are intended
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and any other kind of nastiness that I can concoct are offensive to you,
you best stop reading this right now and log off of whatever site you are
viewing this on, because it is full of nasty shit like this.  You've been
warned.

   Note: I hope this story stands on its own, however, there is a lot more
of Carrie's debauching rattling around in my head.  If you find this
stimulating and want more...send me a line!
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   Chapter Four *redux & continue from 'Carrie's Birthday: Opening Up'

   (so far...Trevor Thompson discovers his 11yo daughter Carrie
masturbating and hatches a plan to expand her horizons further on her
upcoming birthday.  As of today the two are now incestuous lovers and are
expecting the rest of the party guests as we join them...)

   "Oh sweetheart, we ARE a mess, aren't we?" I said as I fell back into my
chair and Carrie slumped down over my knees, slowly caressing my deflating
dick with her soft, tiny hand.  "Oh crap...look at the time.  We've only
got an hour to get ready.  Let's get moving, honey."

   "Ok daddy.  But...eh...Daddy?"

   "What sweetmeat."

   She cocked her head and chuckled at the appellation and then got
serious, "Are we bad, daddy?  Was that a bad thing to do?  You know with
your daughter like that?"

   "Well, Carrie-bear, I just don't really know.  I think we both enjoyed
that." The girl nodded enthusiastically.  "I think there is little chance
of us NOT doing this much, much more." Again, carrie nodded agreement. 
"and I guess, as long as we are honest and loving and open with each other
who's getting hurt?  Some might say you are, and you don't know it yet and
will regret this all later.  On the other hand, with us supporting each
other and remaining loving and kind and open to new things, we are safe and
will work out whatever we have to.  What do you think, honey?"

   "I think I love you daddy.  And I think I will always love you.  And I
am very anxious to learn as much as I can from you.  I think that about
covers it.  Right.  Shower.  Now."

   "Ok then."

   "Daddy?"

   "Yes?"

   "Thank you daddy."

   With that the cherub effortless rose off the floor, leaned forward and
pecked me a kiss on my cheek and turned to walk away.  I looked after the
little charmer, seeing her small frame move catlike from the room.  As she
turned the hall, she paused and looked back.  "Coming?"

   I jumped up, went and got a wet cloth and a towel and cleaned up first
my gooey crotch and then the slop-covered leather chair.  I thought to
myself as I swabbed up our combined spend.  'Well, that will give this
chair some character."

   I then followed Carrie into the bathroom.  She was already in the shower
when I entered behind her.  We played around a bit while we washed, but
knew we could not waste much time.  But she did give me a marvelous little
hand job to nice dry climax.  What a doll.

   The doorbell rang.  I wasn't expecting anyone for 20 minutes, and was
surprised when I found little 10-yo Verne standing on the stoop alone
clutching a wrapped gift in his hand.  "Where's your Mom?" I queried.

   Verne snorted, "She has a DATE to get ready for and just tossed me out.
Where's the birthday girl?"

   "She's upstairs getting ready.  CARRIE!" I yelled up, "your cousin's
here.  Are you decent?"

   Moments later, the sprightly little girl, dressed in flouncy white
summer dress came bouncing down the stairs, twirled at the bottom, showing
us her pretty bare pegs and a glimpse of her pink undies.  "Vernie!  I'm so
glad you're here!" she exclaimed as she approached and embraced the lad.

   Verne is my sister Beth's son.  She's only 25 years old and Vernie here
was just ten a few weeks ago.  Do the math.  Bethie was quite a little goer
as a teen and found herself knocked up at 14.  Being her 10 year older
brother, I had to trounce several of her little boy pals to find the one
responsible.  Still, to no great effect because the 13 year old and his
family had few resources and very little interest in another couple of
mouths to feed.  As a result, our family dealt with it by sending Bethie
'away' for a while and then welcoming her back into the house just as her
little 'cousin' Verne arrived as well.

   Now Bethie is still pretty much a goer, but at least she has mastered a
number of anti-pregnancy techniques.  I always feel more than a bit sorry
for Verne.  I know that he is confronted with his Mom's numerous amorous
acquaintances ranging through his life.  Sometimes Carrie and I 'babysit'
Verne when Beth has a particularly special pal she wants to impress.  Oh
well, suffice it to say that we love the little guy and are very glad when
we can offer him a little touch of stability to his life.  Carrie and Verne
are very close.  Almost like siblings.  For a girl and boy, they are
extremely compatible.  This is suggested by Verne being on the guest list
for her party even ahead of her contemporary girl friends from school.

   "Come on Vernie, let's go to my room.  We can hang there until the
others arrive."

   With that, the two kids darted up the stairs.  From where I stood, I
could clearly see Carrie's panties as she ascended the steps.  I was pretty
sure Verne could too.

   Being the master of ceremonies, I was compelled to head into the kitchen
to finish preparations.  First thing I did was get down the special vial I
purchased on the dark web.  The instruction 'dosage' said for a person
weighing less than 100 pounds that only two drops were necessary for each 8
ounces of fluid.  I opened the cola bottle and carefully squeezed 8 drops
into the bottle.  Then, looked at it and squeezed in two more for the heck
of it.

   I poured out a 1/2 cup of the cola for Verne and poured another glass,
but of Carrie's favorite Ginger Ale, for her.  I definitely wanted Carrie's
guests to be under effect but not my little Carrie.  I wanted her fully
aware and responsible for what happened the rest of the evening.

   I carried the two drinks and small plate of snacks on a tray up the
stairs and knocked on Carrie's (uncharacteristically) closed door. 
"Carrie, darling, I've got drinks and treats for you two."

   "One minute dad!" my daughter called back.  In another few moments the
door opened and I entered.  SOMETHING was going on in there.  I could sense
that and spied a suspicious book lying over something lumpy on the floor. I
carried the tray across the room to the desk, next to that book.  I placed
down the tray and as I turned, I 'accidentally' kicked the book and both
kids jumped.  I glanced down and noticed the end of the silver Bullet
vibrator peeking out.  I then glanced at my darling Carrie and she gave me
a very confusing look back.  It was a mixture of guilt, surprise and lust,
it seems.  I acted normally and just headed out the door.

   "Do you want this closed, Carrie?" I said as I exited, glancing back
meaningfully at her.

   "Uh, no thanks Dad.  We're cool."

   "Alrightee, then." I said.  When I glanced in again, Verne had already
quaffed about half the cola.

   Downstairs again I was when the doorbell rang 10 minutes later.  Waiting
there was Bertie from down the street.  Coming up the walk from the street
were Celeste and Debra.  They had just exited a car and I waved at Debra's
Mom as she drove away.  I ushered the three cute moppets into the foyer.

   These three eleven and twelve year old girls together were a pedo dream
sight.  Wait a minute!  That's perfect.  Indeed they are clearly part of MY
pedo dream.

   "Hey.  Carrie will be right down.  Can I get you girls some cola?"

   They all nodded, yes.  NICE.

   I fixed up the kids with their 'special' drinks and called up to Carrie.
In a moment she was downstairs hugging and giggling and bouncing up and
down with her pals.  Vernie hung back on the stairs and watched until
Carrie noticed him alone and dragged him into the melee of skin and skirt
that appeared as a sexy scrum in my hallway.

   Then the whole party grabbed up their drinks and headed up to Carrie's
room.  Suddenly it was very quiet in the foyer and my dick was pounding as
it spread down my leg.  Oh Fuck.  This was going to be FUH-UH!

   Chapter Five

   You know a little about Bertie from earlier, but let me tell you some
about Celeste and Debra.

   Celeste is eleven years old and will be 12 next month.  She is black as
the ace of spades.  I've never seen a blacker person: Almost not dark brown
at all, but black.  It isn't unusual where we live for kids to be very well
integrated.  Beside that obvious characteristic, Celeste is a beautiful,
beautiful girl.  Full lips, long pitch black wavy hair and piercing black
eyes.  She's about half a foot taller than Carrie and skinny as a rail
except for two very firm apple-sized mounds on her chest.  Her nipples
usually are pretty hard and almost always poke out provocatively under her
clothing.  Top that off with the fact that almost every time I catch that
girl's gaze she projects a weird 'come fuck the shit out of me' vibe.  Now
that could be my projecting, but...

   Debra, on the other hand is a wimpy little kitten.  Just barely 4' tall
and must weigh no more than 70 pounds; Skinny and pale, with dirty blond
shoulder length hair.  She's got no chest bumps to speak of and just no
other particular strong characteristics...A mousy little girl in looks and
attitude.  Always 'going along' with whatever the others choose.  Exactly
why Carrie is her friend is that Celeste is Debra's friend because they're
neighbors.  So, you get one.  You get the other, too.

   It had been about 20 minutes that the kids were upstairs.  I prepared
another bottle of 'special' cola and grabbed it and a can of ginger ale for
my Carrie and trundled upstairs.  Carrie's door was again closed and I
paused without, listening.  I could hear soft speaking and giggling.  I
knocked and, again, was asked to wait before the door opened for me.  The
girls were all in a circle cross-legged on the floor.  I could just imagine
their cute little-girl pussies spreading out as they sat.  I filled up all
their glasses.  While I was filling Celeste's she touched my hand as she
held up her glass and again caught my eye with her grown-up gaze.

   "Uh," looking around, I mentioned "where's Verne?"

   Carrie looked up at me said "Verne was a little bored and I told him he
could check out some games on your computer, like he has before.  That's
okay, right?"

   My first instinct was that it was perfectly fine.  He'd used my 'puter
before and is a responsible little guy.  Then it HIT me.  I had not cleared
the browser window connected to the dark web site.  SHIT!

   "Uh.  Yeah.  Uh, no problem, Carrie.  I'll take him some more soda." and
I quickly retreated from the room heading down the hall with purpose.

   Much like I had three weeks earlier, I quietly pushed open the door a
crack and peered in.  What I saw was practically as shocking as the last
time I looked through here.  Sitting at my desk, in my sex-cream-covered
leather executive chair was quiet little Verne with his pants and undies on
the floor, and his feet spread out up on the desk.  On the screen, was
another kid video showing a young boy, about his age, laying between a
grown woman's legs and rocking back and forth fucking the woman for all he
was worth.  Verne had his little 3 inch boner in hand and was whacking up
and down in rhythm to the fucking on the screen.  He had not heard me at
all.

   My cock immediately stiffened in my pants.  This was so fucking erotic.
While his one hand was pumping his little dick, his other was at his face.
His middle finger was in his mouth and it appeared that he was sucking on
it like it was a cock.  Well, I thought, 'that joy juice I bought is really
working great.'

   I pushed the door open more and quietly entered.  Still the boy,
preoccupied as he was, did not notice me until I was standing next to the
chair.  When he looked over at me all he could see was my turgid member
staring right back at his face.

   "How ya doing there, Vernie boy?"

   "Oh!" he startled, "uh, it's not...i mean, I'm not..  I'm..."

   I reached out to pat his head.  "Don't worry Verne.  It's all good."

   At that moment, I gently twisted the boy's head around toward my
throbbing manhood.  The drugs were working perfectly in him.  His eyes
glazed, he pulled his finger from his mouth and moved his head in my
direction as I moved closer to him.  Then his mouth opened and he looked up
into my eyes with a lusty, vacant stare as I pushed myself in past his lips
which clamped down in the invading tool.  "No teeth, sweetheart.  Just use
your lips and tongue, ok?"

   The boy mumbled around the cock in his mouth that he understood and
commenced to sucking me off.  He began slowly and uncertainly, but before
long he was lunging forward, drawing me deeper and deeper into his hot
mouth.  His other hand was pumping his own dick rapidly.  I reached down
and started to caress the boy's nutsack as he jacked himself.  Before long
his bum was bucking up from the chair, his back arching, and his
cocksucking became very intense.  I was drawing close to orgasm as was he.
When his climax seemed eminent, I reached my hand down around his scrotum
and poked a digit right into his dirty little poop chute.  When I did, the
boy went wild.  He bucked harder, pushing my finger way inside when he did.
My cock drove to the back of his mouth cavity and felt the entrance to his
throat.  "SWALLOW, BOY!  Swallow my dick into your throat!  Do it!" He did.
We both climaxed at the same time.  His little dickie spewed forth a small
dribble of pearlescent cum as he climaxed.  I shot a heavy load of three
big globs of spunk directly down his throat as he swallowed it all down.

   On the screen, the woman now had the boy pinned down, was jackhammering
his ass with three fingers and slobbering on his cock as she gobbled him
into her mouth collecting the steaming sperm which she let cascade back
down his cock, onto his nutsack.

   Chapter Six

   Verne collapsed back into the chair after that terrific effort and
effect.  I reeled back onto the bed and crashed down to sit there.  Staring
ahead blankly at the scene of the satiated little boy and erotic scene on
the monitor, my dick was still pretty stiff.  The boy seemed to have passed
out.

   I shook my head to clear the cobwebs.  When I did, I caught out of the
corner of my eye, a figure standing behind the cracked door opening just as
I had.  I got up from the bed and turned toward the door displaying my
manhood in full erection now, again.  The figure gasped and started to
move. I bolted for the door throwing it open before the girl there could
even jerk her hand up out of her panties.

   "Get in here, Debra!" The mousey little girl responded by putting her
head down and shuffling into the bedroom.  "What did you see in here,
darling?" I kindly asked.

   The girl's eyes glowing like blue ice because of the drug or the
situation or her own stimulation...who knows.  I could tell this tiny bitch
was all sexed up and clearly unable to reason soundly or defend herself. 
She mumbled "Everything, sir.  I saw what you and Verne did.  I saw it and
it made want to run away.  But my feet wouldn't move and my hand...my hand
just went down my pants.  I don't know what's happening, Mr.  T.  Help me,
please."

   I sat her down on the bed and took the place right next to her putting
my arm around the shaken creature.  "Now.  Now.  Debra.  It's not as bad as
all that is it?  You saw some things that confused you, but at the same
time intrigued and excited you.  Isn't that right?" She nodded.  "And if
I'm not mistaken, the way you were touching yourself seemed pleasurable,
didn't it?"

   She mumbled "uh-huh.  Yeah."

   "It's perfectly natural for someone to become stimulated like that and
for someone to touch themselves like you were.  It's ok.  In fact, why
don't you just go ahead and do it some more right now.  I don't mind.  See.
I'll even do mine while you do yours.  How does that sound?"

   "OK.  I guess" she said as her hand returned to the crotch of her
panties.  Her eyes were locked on my hard dick as I slowly and lewdly
stroked it and squeezed it to produce an errant glistening drop of cum from
the end.  Her eyes widened at that and I could see that now her hand was
inside her panties again.

   "Tell you what, Deb, why don't you just go ahead and take those panties
down.  Then you can really get a good hand on that place.  Here.  Let me
help." I said as I grasp the elastic and the charming little thing lifted
her butt off the bed so I could remove them.  "There.  That's better, isn't
it?"

   Her pussy was adorable.  No hair, just two fat lumps surrounding a
little cleft.  As she fingered it, I caught glimpses of the pink inner
workings.

   "Debra, have you ever done this before?"

   "No, sir." her head hung down as she said that, but mainly to see what
it looked like, what her fingers were doing.

   I squeezed up another cum drop and she noticed.  "That's sperm isn't it?
I learned about that in health class."

   "Why yes, it is sperm, darling.  Would you like to sample some?  I mean
would you like to taste it?"

   "Well, I don't know." the girl stalled a bit in her head, but at that
moment her mouth was moving into position to tongue that drop off my dick.
I put my hand on the back of her head and gently nudged her on.  "That's a
good girl.  Yes.  Oh yes.  That is very nice.  Do you like the taste of my
cum...my sperm, Debra?  Do you?"

   Vigorously now stimulating her virgin twat, the girl groaned out
"Yessshsss..mmmmm.  It's so good."

   "Go ahead now and start licking and sucking on my cock, girl.  That's
what it's called...a COCK.  Got that?"

   As her mouth opened to take my head into her face she nodded and said
"yes.  Cock.  You have a beautiful Cock." just then I helped her swoop down
onto it and she started gobbling up around my dickhead.  Heaven.  "Be
careful with your teeth, Deb darlin' just use your tongue a lot.  Ok.  And
if you feel like you are going to choke on it in your throat, just start
swallowing.  D'you hear me?"

   "MMEMMEMYESSMMM" she murmured around my raging hard-on.  Soon she was
cocksucking like a pro.  All the while frigging her little sex and moaning
constantly.

   I was in heaven with this little virgin blowing my knob.  I reached over
and put my hand on hers and then shoved it out of the way to take over the
frigging of her hot, moist little sex.  She jumped when I aggressively
shoved my fat finger into the entrance of her cunt while I twiddled her
clit with my thumb.

   I glanced up and saw that Verne had awoken and was mesmerized by what he
saw on the bed.  His little dick was hard and he was standing up and
approaching us.  When he got over to us, I tapped Debra on the shoulder. 
"Look here, little Verne has something for you too."

   The girl glanced up and her hungry mouth came off my big dick and
settled on the boys little pecker.  "Hmmm." She said his tastes different
than yours.  Sweeter.  hmmmm.  I like it." she said as she returned to
bobbing on his boyish knob.

   "Speaking of tasting things, I think it's only fair that I taste you
now." With that, I rose and went about rearranging my little sex orgy to
better fit my immediate desires.  "OK.  Debra.  Pull off your sundress
darling; And Verne, your shirt.  OK.  Perfect.  Now Deb, slide up unto the
bed so that your legs dangle to the floor.  Perfect.  Now Verne, get on all
fours above Debra's mouth and feed her your nasty little dick.  Good boy."
the boy did as told and slammed his cock into her face, wildly fucking the
little girl's mouth.  "Very good, Verne.  But make sure that Debra is ok
with what you are doing."

   I moved around the edge of the bed and crawled between Debra's legs and
spread her out.  I used my hands to spread her labia and then dragged my
thick tongue right up her cunt to her clit.  The girl shuttered and moaned
through Verne's fucking piston.  Her buttocks rose from the bed to force
her twat onto my mouth.  When she did I simply opened my mouth and
surrounded her tender labes and started to suck the innards out of the
sexualized young slut.  The sounds her face was making as it was being
fucked accelerated and grew in volume as I plunged my tongue up to her
hymen and sucked and sucked her flowing juice out and down my throat. 
Delightful.

   I put my palms under her hot smooth buttocks and raised her cunt to my
mouth so I could ravage it even more with my mouth and tongue.  I pulled
back and saw now a red and swollen pussy, glistening with her juice and my
saliva.  Looking straight up across her tummy and flat chest I saw Verne's
plucky instrument slamming down into her face.  She seemed not to mind
since her hands were clamped to his buttocks pulling him in harder.  She's
a hot fucking little piece of ass, this one.  The quiet ones.  Go figure.

   She was perched on my palms, wide open, red and exposed...dripping girl
goo down to her sphincter.  It glowed wet and called to me.  'I gotta get
me into that.' I thought as I moved so as to place the tip of my tongue
right at her rosebud.  The girl grunted loudly around the base of Verne's
tool as I just simply rammed my wet tongue as far up her ass as it would
go. At this, the little whore slipped into a wild and crazy orgasm.  Her
butt jumped out of my hands and her whole mid-section started gyrating up
and down and around.  I kept my face locked to her anal opening and even
pushed my tongue in more.  I was tonguing this little bitch to a raging
climax.  Her cunt juice flowed like a river.

   Verne was getting close and the girl's motions just speeded up his own
blasting cum.  He pulled back and shot off on the young slut's face.  This
time, no dribbling drops.  This time he SHOT OFF ...  one, two then a third
healthy glob of boy cum right onto Debra's sweaty face and hair.  She
yanked him back into her mouth to get every last drop and clean his scummy
tool.  What a sight.  Verne let out a gasp and fell forward and off Debra
onto the bed.  He was shutting down after such an intense orgasm.

   I fell into just tongue banging that lovely asshole.  In and out slowly
and then more rapidly and slowly again.  Debra's hand came back to her box
and she was fucking herself silly with her little fingers and pinching her
puffy little nipples as I fucked her backside with my mouth.

   "More."

   I heard that.  The girl said 'more'.

   "More is you want, Debra?  Tell me more what?  Be specific little bitch.
Tell me what you want.  Do it NOW!"

   "SEX!  I want more SEX.  Do me more, Mr.  T.  Put your big thing inside
me.  Put that big ...  COCK ...  your COCK ...  right in there were your
tongue is.  Fuck my ASS, Mr.  T!  Please fuck me now.  PLEEEEEEASE!  FUCK
ME!"

   Not being one to disappoint.  I pulled back, studying the gooey gaping
hole I'd created with my tongue and appreciating the differences in her sex
than when I first saw it 15 minutes ago.  Amazing.  I got up and lifted the
little slip of flesh and bone up onto the bed, flipping her onto her front.
I lifted her hips and used my hand to shove her face down, as it happened,
right into the cleft of Verne's bottom.  I smiled at the symmetry of it all
and move up behind the virgin's asshole.  I placed my cock between her
thighs and ran it back and forth over her pussy, stimulating her clit while
I did.  Debra's ass shuttered with another climax.  I took that as a
perfect invitation and jammed my big ole meat right up into that little
girls bowels.  She howled as I did.

   The girl was tight as a clamp but I was able to start moving back and
forth into her backside.  Her butt was lewdly placed so I was almost
pile-driving the little bitch.  Within five or six strokes I was fully
enclosed within her delightful anus and throbbing there.  I reached around
and found her hand on her twat again.  This time I let it stay and reached
down further to maul her stiff, puffed out nipples.  Since she had no
breasts, this would have to do.  I opened up into a regular fucking rhythm.
I'd cum so many times today and so much, my balls must have been dry. 
Little Ole' Misser T was rock hard and clearly in it for the long haul.  I
settled into fucking this kids ass, must have been 15 minutes.

   Her moaning and groaning and grunting had aroused Verne and when he
started moving around under her, her mouth fell into perfect alignment with
his nasty little shitter.  She stuck her tongue out and started reaming my
nephew while I leisurely plumbed her ass.  Soon Verne was moaning as much
as Debra.  I couldn't let that go on.

   I yanked my dick out of Debra.  She groaned deeply as I did and I know
she pushed her tongue even deeper into Verne because of his deep grunts.  I
looked at Debra's nasty little shit-hole.  It was fully gaped open and
glowing red while slimy dark juice flowed down out of it.  I pushed the
bitch aside on the bed and grabbed Verne by the hips lifting him up into
the same position that Debra had been in.  Looking down at his butt, I
could see that she had done a very good job spreading him open and juicing
him up.  He was ready and panting below me.

   "Do you want this BOY!  Do you want my fat mancock up your little
shitter, Vernie?" As I said this I pressed the wet head against the gaping
hole.  He grunted "Yes Uncle Tre.  YES.  Fuck my ass like you fucked hers.
Give it to me.  Give it to me NOW, PLEASE FUCK ME TRE!  FUCK ME!"

   And I did.  I rammed my log right down into that hot boy ass of his. 
I'd never ever even considered such a thing with a boy, but this boy was
ready and very able.  He started bucking back at me and we fell into a very
energetic rhythm of fucking.  I was sinking myself to root into my sister's
kid.  My horny little sister's teen spawn.  Fucking him like a little
bitch. 'I gotta put this shit to her, too, the cunt' went through my head
as I plowed Verne's bottom.

   Debra was busy fucking herself again with her fingers.  Then she bent
over, turned and slipped her head under Verne's body.  She sucked that
boy's little dickie right down into her mouth and started blowing him like
a twenty dollar doggin' whore.  This bitch is relentless.

   As soon as he started preparing to blow, his ass clamped down on me
hard, making it almost impossible to even move.  It actually kind of hurt.
But it hurt real good.  When he started blowing off in Debra's whore mouth,
the squeezing became too intense and I jammed myself in as much more as I
could and started blasting hot jizz down into this boys rectum.  Shot after
shot.

   When this was over, it was my turn to pass out on the bed....a sweaty,
cummy, shit-slicked mess, but grinning from ear to ear.