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 The Missa Chronicles 03 - Pete By CloudWriter All rights of publication
belong to CloudrWriter

   The situations and people are fictitious.  These stories are intended
for adults only.  If the ideas of incest, anal sex, and man-girl relations
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: Although I hope this story stands on its own, it might be better
to read the previous 'The Missa Chronicles...' stories before you read this
one.
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   One

   Pete Seaton was locked up in his usual hideout - the small restroom at
the back of the pizza place he worked at.  Pete just turned 16 and with the
old clunker sedan inherited from his deceased father he was able to get a
job delivering pizza in the comfortable neighborhood where he grew up. 
Pete was locked in the can because he was dealing with the bane of sixteen
year-old boys everywhere - frequent erection.  The sounds outside the door
indicated that soon he'd be called upon to set forth with a delivery.  The
seven inch dick in his hand had a mind of its own and refused to pop forth
and release.  This happened all too often for Pete.  His cock would get
stiff and stay that way for up to a half hour.  There was little he could
do other than fantasize about girls and women and work at whipping it down.

   A knock came at the door startling the gangly young fellow out of his
concentration.  The suddenness of the interruption worked to diminish the
stiffness enough for Pete to stuff himself back into his jeans.  He called
out to Louie, running the restaurant that he'd be right out.  Pete washed
his hands carefully, being a fastidious young fellow and re-entered the
world of dough and cheese and hot ovens.

   His order was waiting for him and he read the tag of where to deliver
it. 'Ah.  Perfect!' he snidely thought.  The address was of one of the
neighborhood girls that both gave Pete his hardons and also provided him
his fantasy to deal with them, Melissa Barnes.  He'd known Missa, as
everyone called her, just about forever.  He was nearly two-years older,
but since grammar school he had known her and often when they were kids
would walk home together and hang out at the park.  She was always with her
friend Tracy Centares, also 14, but who looked like any of the upper-class
girls at his high school.  She was tall, dark, stacked and beautiful; a wet
dream for every boy (and likely every man) in the neighborhood.  Needless
to say, Pete's skinny wiener was snaking down his pant leg and stiffening
again.

   Ten minutes later Pete rolled to a stop before the home of Missa Barnes
and retrieved the steaming pizza from the warmer unit and started toward
the door.  The house was just above street level and Pete noticed that the
shade was down except for about two inches on the bottom.  Amid the light
that came from the gap, Pete could see movement inside the living room. 
For some reason, the boy was drawn to look more closely at what was going
on inside.  Perhaps, he thought with a stupid grin, he'd get to see Missa,
or better yet, Tracy running around the room naked.  "Hah!" he muttered to
himself as he leaned forward, "fat chance of that."

   Two

   While Pete was pulling up, Tracy Centares stirred under the blanket
lovingly laid on her by her first lover, Missa Barnes.  She lifted it and
moved to leave Vic's bed.  It was dark outside.  She padded into the
bathroom and studied herself in the mirror as she cleared her bladder.  She
pondered the new world she'd entered and ultimately looked in her own eyes
and smiled a broad, happy smile.  She finished up and lightly headed out
toward the hall.

   Tracy was naked and free and sexual and did not care who knew it, at
least in this house.  She ducked her head into Missa's darkened room and
saw Vic passed out and snoring on the delicate pink bed clothes all rumpled
and stained.  She smiled again at what fun Missa and her dad must have had
after she passed out and continued downstairs, looking for the woman lover
that had been her girl friend.

   As Tracy descended the stairs, she slowed as she saw Missa sitting in
the upholstered armchair with one leg draped over an arm in such a way that
Tracy could see Missa's split, red, wet sex before she could see her face.
Missa's sex was wide open and practically glowing with sexual blood flow.
What little fuzzy hair she had down there was matted and glimmering with
the free flowing juice of the newly sexualized girl.

   This too was the sight that greeted Pete through the slit in the shades.
Pete could hardly contain himself when it finally sunk in that the real
live pussy he was watching belonged to his good friend Missa Barnes.  He
put the pizza down on the side walk and moved into the bushes: closer to
the window and out of sight of the street.  Pete pulled his stiffening worm
out and leaned forward to improve his view.  His dick was soon very stiff
and was stroking it as he watched.

   Missa's eyes were closed and both hands were busy; one spreading her
engorged inner lips.  Her head lolled back against the back of the chair as
her other thumb slowly circled the tight little pink bud that seemed to
glow with sex energy.  Her thighs were spasming as the intense pressure on
her clit was driving her into near continuous climax.  Her nasty young cunt
drooled cream while her pretty mouth drooled spit.

   Tracy, naked on the stairs, rubbing her hands up and down her own thighs
started gliding down toward her precious companion.  She quietly approached
Missa and silently kneeled directly before the alter of Missa's pleasure
place.  She whispered, "It's me, dear.  I love you!  I love what we've
become." Next her head moved forward and her mouth became affixed to
delicate folds, ridges, contours and one flamingly tight and hard clitoris.


   As Tracy bent to her work Pete, wildly jerking off, is gawking through
the window.  He sees a dripping cunt getting lapped by a hungered mouth. 
Missa's hands were holding her own cone-shaped little titties and massaged
them furiously.  She concentrated on making very hard pinches to her fat,
cherry sized and colored nipples.  Each time she squeezed one her butt
jerked up a little pushed her twat harder against Tracy's face.  Soon Tracy
was poking her sharpened tongue in and out Missa's pussy hole and driving
her friend crazy.  Pete watched Missa's thighs vibrate while he also
watched Tracy's lovely, full ass wag and hump as she cunt sucked Missa. 
Tracy had one hand cupping her own gushing sex while the other was now
poised with two fingers poked against Missa's hungry-looking butthole. 
Pete's eyes widened as those two fingers plunge cleanly and smoothly into
that beautiful backsex.

   Missa started bucking like a colt with a massive cum; as did Peter
Seaton.  She, pouring hot frothy jizm into Tracy's mouth.  He, jerking his
hips splashed his wasted young seed slap up against the clapboard walls of
the house.  Pete was staggered outside the window by what he had seen and
done.  He crashed back into the bushes and stumbled back up onto the
walkway.

   The girls startled when they heard the rustle outside.  A moment later
they jumped at the doorbell.  Then Missa hissed, "The darn pizza.  Cripes,
Trace go stand up the stairs, I'll slip on a shirt and get the food."

   Missa stood up and pulled on light cotton night shirt and boxer shorts.
She walked over to the door and pulled it open.  She stood with the light
behind her, cheeks aglow, freshly cum, still breathing hard.  Her tiny
boobs were almost entirely visible against the backlight.  Her nipples
thrust through like the fabric wasn't there.

   Pete's eyes fell across the incredible lines of this being before him.
She oozed warm sexuality and smiled broadly right at him when she realized
who it was with the pizza.  Missa noticed how disheveled he looked and saw
the trampled bush and understood right away what Pete was watching moments
earlier.  She grabbed Pete by the shirt and dragged him into the house,
closing the door.  She put her fingers to her lips and whispered.  "Stay!"

   Missa grabbed the pizza and walked toward the kitchen.  As she walked
past Tracy, hidden in the stairway, she raised a finger to shoosh her, too.
The pizza delivered to the kitchen, Missa picked up the money and came back
by Tracy and dropped it to the floor.  She looked up at Pete, grinned and
turned around to bend for the money.  In the kitchen she had removed the
boxers and Pete was treated with a full on view at the 'heart' of Missa's
behind and thighs, her mons protruding as she squeezed her thighs together.
She actually made her little asshole wink right at him.

   Tracy watched her friend's performance silently and could only image
that soon she'd be seeing another cock.  She thought that the anal sex that
Vic had put to her was great, but her pussy was aching for the final
barrier to fall.  Whoever was at the door was going to take her 'actual'
cherry and that thought made her puss started to dribble freshly down her
thigh.

   Pete was about out of his mind as Missa approached him with the money.
She shoved the money into his pants pocket, pushing her hand all the way in
and fondling his stiff willie through the fabric She mashed her nearly
naked body right up against his chest and started flexing her legs so that
her thigh was pushed up against his nuts while her perfect, hard little
titcones burned sex up and down his chest.  Her mouth opened and with her
other hand she clutched the back of Pete's head and drug it to hers in a
deeply passionate kiss.

   Three

   The long time young friends were entwined like long-time lovers. 
Missa's svelte body writhed against the tall lanky teen as their tongues
attacked each other with unleashed ardor and desire.  They were moaning and
groaning; Pete's hands explored all of Missa's slim back outside and then
inside the loose tee shirt that barely covered her.  His hands went
everywhere.  He cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her body tighter on his,
using his hands to grind her hips against his leg and his achingly hard
cock.

   From the stairway Tracy could hear the moaning and rustling and was
palming her own saturated sex as she listened.  Not being able to stand it
any longer, she peeked around the corner just in time to see Missa sliding
down Pete's body as she was yanking down his pants.  She saw Missa reach
back up to the elastic rim of his briefs and then saw the surprised bob of
Missa's head when Pete's stiff dick exploded out of confinement.  She
watched Missa recover and then gobble down the pretty penis like, well,
like nothing she'd ever experienced.

   Missa looked at the long narrow cock and admired how pretty and proud it
looked.  Compared to the only other dick she'd ever seen this close, her
father's only hours ago, this one was pretty.  Dad's was manly and virile
and tough, she loved it inside her, but Pete's boyness made his different
in those ways.  She lightly kissed the tip like one kisses a baby - loving
and happy.  Then she swept the entire penis fully into her mouth.  When it
struck at her throat she started working it with her swallowing muscles and
got it snaked in even more.  Her lips were against Pete's curly brown
pupes, and she continued to swallow, drawing him tighter.  Her tongue was
wrapping round the smooth cockskin jammed in her throatcunt.

   Tracy could see the bulging from the boy's cock in friend's throat, and
couldn't understand how Missa was even breathing.  Pete was leaned up
against the door, his pants and shorts around his ankles his hands entwined
in blond hair, fondling the head that was giving him his first ever cock
suck.  His hips were lewdly hunched forward as the little girl sucked him
like a Dyson.  His head was lolled over, his eyes slammed shut and he
grunted each time that Missa 'hickied' his cock another millimeter down her
throat.

   Tracy slipped to the chair and assumed the position that Missa had been
in before, she split her beaver with one leg over and chair arm and started
to really goose her own sex at the amazingly sexy and lewd display at hand.

   Missa finally ceased her sucking action and soon enough gagged out the
intruding meatstick.  Along out with it came a huge gob of saliva that
mostly plopped on to her cotton clad breasts.  Long trails of the goo
stretched between his slimy cock, her gasping mouth and her perfect little
cone titties.

   Four

   Pete opened his eyes to look down at Missa but the first thing he saw
kept his eyes averted.  On the chair across the living room, the perfect,
ripe body of Tracy Centares was draped and dripping ten feet away.  Missa
noticed too, smiled and turned back to the hard dick bobbing at her lips.
She reached up with her hands to both stroke the lovely cockmeat and to cup
his nearly hairless nutsack.  She started to jack off young Pete Seaton as
he was watching his number one jack-off dream girl jacking off before his
very eyes.

   Missa says to the room, "I think that there are two virgins in this room
ready to break some new ground.  Hmmm.  I wonder if they both agree." She
looked up at Pete she fastened onto his eyes and queried as she firmly
stroked the boy's manhood.  "Petey, do you think it would fuck you up for
the rest of your life if you take this girl's cherry?"

   Pete, sexed up and stunned by the last twenty minutes of his life, just
grunts "Ye-uh-nah."

   Missa grinned and turned toward Tracy now, her pussy flowing freely and
her hand whipping it into foam.  She asks "and do you young Tracy Centares
take this hot cock to be your very first.  To love and remember it forever
and more?"

   Tracy, fixed eyes with Missa and sharing one thousand additional
unspoken words, simply said "I do."

   Missa turned back to the penis before her and said, with mock
officiality, "You are now pronounced human!  Let the fucking begin!" With
that she leaned forward and sweetly kissed the steady hard-on like she
first did and rose to pull Pete by that cock across the room to where Tracy
was.  On the way she helped him kick off his shoes and the remains of his
pants.

   Missa arranged her so that Tracy had her ass off the edge of the low
chair, her legs wide split, draped over both arms.  Tracy was fondling her
own two C-cup boobies, mashing them together and tweaking the stiff, little
nipples.  Her cunt was slathered with goo that was foamy and bubbly, her
lips spread wide, her huge clit like a little cock standing guard above the
seductive folds of pinkness below that led to her depths.  Missa couldn't
help planting a kiss similar to the one she gave Pete on Tracy's hungry and
steaming sex.  Tracy wiggled her bottom and giggled as the warm lips found
their mark.

   Then, Missa grabbed Pete's dick again and guided him into position
kneeling on a pillow between the thick thighs of the girl on the chair. 
Missa used her hand to guide the cock right up against Tracy's pussy lips
and started to run it up and down the silky heaven hole.  Caught up in her
own game, Missa proclaimed, "Should there be anyone here that objects to
this union let him speak now or forever hold his peace!"

   Pete readied himself and started to move his hips forward and heard to
his right a very manly voice say "better use this condom, here!"

   Five

   Six eyes turned abruptly toward the voice at the stairway.  It was Vic.
He was totally naked; his thick dick framed by his hairy bush of pupes was
poised in one hand.  He flipped the little packet to Missa and said; "don't
you go getting no one pregnant here today, darlin'." Then he stepped past
the kids to take a place on the couch one leg up, one down, his back
against the arm facing the deflowering chair.  "Proceed, by all means" he
said as he continued to stoke his own hard-on.

   The kids all stared at him.  He motioned with his hand for them to 'get
on with it'.

   They all looked at each other and smiled broadly.  Missa unwrapped the
latex lid and made a very elaborate show of properly installing it on the
turgid young dick.  Once it was securely covered, Missa re-aimed the hard
weapon at the soft target of Tracy's virgin sex.  She lined it up, setting
it just into the hole it would soon drive into.  Missa got up, and moved to
stand behind Pete's back.  She was rubbing her slick, sweaty body up and
down the boy's thin back and looking right into Tracy's eyes.  Missa was
vibrating with excitement, "Tracy, are you ready?" she panted out of her
mouth.

   Tracy, wagged her head up and down and pulled her legs back a little bit
more.  Her bottom visibly quivered in anticipation.

   Missa, gasping into Pete's ear breathed out "Pete, let me do this with
you." As she said those words she leaned heavily against the lad's back and
in so doing pressed his long, narrow shaft down into Tracy's unused sex
hole.  Missa watched over Pete's shoulder; kissing and biting at his neck
and ear while her diamond-pointed titties bore into his back skin; her
gooey, dripping pussy sliding up and down his buttocks leaving wet, sexy
girl streaks along his skinny back cheeks.  Her hands were stroking across
his chest, pecking at his hard little boy nips and stroking Tracy's thigh.

   With Missa's shoving, Pete's dick slipped in about an inch or so and
jammed up at Tracy's girlhood protection.  Tracy grunted and moaned.  Pete
grunted and groaned.  Missa reared back her own pretty little bottom and
with all her might shoved Pete forward.  The two virgins gasped as Pete's
hardness burst through the thin membrane that was Tracy's cuntal virtue and
sunk down, four inches in.  The two no-longer-virgins gazed into each
other's eyes and grinned widely at the deed and at the excellent feelings
they were experiencing.  Missa shoved once more and Pete's cock was then
fully enclosed in the warmth of Tracy's sex.

   Missa, nibbling and sucking on Pete's ear, hotly whispered to him, "Fuck
her now, Petey.  Fuck Tracy real good, Petey-boy.  Make my little bitch cum
from her nasty young cunt"

   With that Pete Seaton started a slow fucking motion into Tracy.  Sinking
his dick in, he would jerk just a little bit more each time.  His sparse,
light brown pubic hair mashed into Tracy's thicker black bushiness.  Then
he was pulling out so just the tip of his latex encased dick was poised at
her entrance.  When he was at full backstroke, Tracy moaned and thrust her
pelvis up trying to recapture the desired invader.  Soon they were fucking
up a storm; groaning and cursing and sweatily humping on the chair.

   Missa had backed away from the lovers toward her daddy on the couch and
he grasped her by her thin hips and simply lifted the feathery light girl
up onto his turgid member.  He pressed it against her backside sex chute
and lowered the sexy girl fully down onto it.  Missa expelled a great deal
of air in an audible wheezing moan as the cock filled her behind.  Her head
rolled back and around so that her hungered lips could find his and they
could exchange passionate tongue lashing kisses between them as they
settled into the new position.  Vic's hands were pummeling both of Missa's
little tits; he was squeezing them and mashing them down against her chest
bones, rolling them around with his palms, feeling her big hard nips like
marbles under his pawings.  Missa reached down and thumbed her own clit
while she watched Pete and Tracy fucking like old pros and her dad's member
throbbed in her rectum.

   Before long, Missa had her feet on the couch and, with the steadying
help of her lover-father, was bouncing up and down on him, rasping and
moaning in a rhythm similar to that of Pete and Tracy just 5 feet away. 
Vic's dick was rising fully into the girl's anus and each time it did,
Missa let out a loud grunt as her thighs slapped down against his.  Her
twat was oozing cream that saturated her backside and all of his dick and
balls.  A puddle of Missa goo was forming on the couch.

   Tracy and Missa were both closing in on massive orgasms.  The intensity
of the moment and of the fierce fucking each was getting was driving them
up an orgasmic wall that would shortly crumble as the two girls exploded
into simultaneous, screaming bouts of wild humping and massive cumming. 
Juices squirted out of both girls along with fuck farts both from Tracy's
spasming pussy and Missa's stuffed-full asshole.

   Six

   Then all was quiet except for four fuck-winded humans rasping for air.
The atmosphere was a stinking reek of nasty fucked ass and fresh fucked
cunt with just the slightest whiff of virginal blood to season it.  All
their nostrils flared as the sexual air in the room filled their lungs and
clouded over what might be left of their consciousness.

   Pete fell back from within Tracy and crashed, stretched back on the
floor.  Tracy's womanhood noisily farted out more of her juice when his
penis vacated.  Missa was nearly passed out with her head lolled back on
Vic's naked shoulder, her father kissing and loving the darling girl's neck
and occasionally jabbing his tongue into her sexy little ear hole, causing
her to twitch her butthole on his still stiff dick.

   Vic looked around and came up with a new idea.  He could see that Pete
had not yet loaded his still-tightly fitting condom and he knew that his
own nuts were still bulging with sperm, looking for an outlet.  Vic lifted
Missa off his hot cock.  The girl groaned mightily as she was removed from
the pleasure shaft, but allowed that her father must know what he's doing.
Vic got up and went over to Tracy on the chair.  He leaned over and
tenderly cupped the girl's head in her hands and kissed her lovingly on the
mouth, darting his tongue into her and accepting her reciprocal tonguing
for some time while he massaged her outstanding breasts.  Then he grasped
her arm and tugged her up off the chair.  Tracy was confused but allowed
Vic to manipulate her into a new position with her legs straddling young
Peter, facing away from him.  Vic urged the young woman down and inevitably
Pete's long dick was again piercing her sex.  Once she felt that, she
lunged herself down to fully engulf the man who had been a boy moments
before into her own clawing and grasping pleasure hole.  She braced herself
with her hands on his thighs above his knees and started humping up and
down on Pete.

   Vic padded over and pulled Missa to her feet and guided her to the now
vacant chair and put her down on it, draping her skinny legs over the arms,
exposing her creaming sex parts to Tracy's mouth.  Tracy looked up at Vic
in deep understanding and leaned herself forward so that she could lap at
all of Missa's goodies while Pete's dick could still pound up into her
pussy.

   Vic stepped back and was enjoying the beautiful scene when the house
phone rang.  He picked up the receiver and the kids could see him stroking
his big dick while they could hear his side of the conversation.  "Yes. 
Pete?  Yes.  We got the delivery.  uh-huh.  He's got some problem with the
car.  Yes.  I'll tell him.  Ok, Louie, thanks a lot.  We really appreciate
the extra mile you guys go to serve us.  OK.  Bye now."

   Pete's ears were pricked up even as his prick was shoved up Tracy's
pretty pussy.  Vic leaned down and told him "it's OK Pete.  Louie never
expected your car to last another shift.  You're off the hook for the
night. Are you ready for more fun, son?"

   Pete answered by grinning at the man and jerking his hips up into Tracy
making her whimper into Missa's cunt.  Vic understood the answer and moved
to straddle Pete himself.  Vic was facing his beautiful, young sex-charged
daughter creaming and groaning on the chair; her hands locked in Tracy's
thick hair.  Below him was the deliciously lush bottom of Tracy, rising and
falling upon Pete's manhood.  Vic looked back down at Pete and said; "Pete,
grab this bitch's hips and hold her still for me, would you, please?"

   Peter stopped humping up against Tracy and grasped her hips in his
hands, marveling in the soft roundness of them, and yanked them down hard
onto himself, holding her fast onto his crotch.  Looking up, Pete could see
Vic's knees bending and his legs coming down to straddle his own ribs. 
Coming down too he could make out the hairy, heavy nutsack, a tense,
mean-looking broad cock, and the slightly agape butthole of the older man.
Next all he could see was buttcheeks and asscrack while he could feel the
very odd sensation of Vic's thighs straddling him and the big old nutsack
resting on his torso.  He was thinking that this might seem awfully gay if
it weren't for the hot, verdant girl sex that was stretched over his dick.

   Vic positioned his hungry penis right where it could eat into Tracy's
backside feast.  He flopped his dick down to sop up some of copious juice
from her free flowing tap of secretions.  When he did, his dick poked at
the base of Pete's impaled cock.  It flashed him back instantly to a weird
happy day not unlike this one from his younger days.  Just as suddenly he
was torn from that moment when Tracy bellowed, her voice lost in Missa's
hot little megaphone, "Fuck me Vic.  Do it!  Shove that blunt ass brute
dick of yours right into my shitter.  Do me there, do me there NOW!"

   Not wanting the let down the little lady, Vic wasted no more time in
plugging Tracy's backhole with blunt ass brute dick.  Tracy screamed into
Missa's muff and her face rattled back and forth across the younger girl's
sensitized pussy.  This drove Missa over another edge and head slammed back
into the upholstery with a thud as her whole body shattered with spasms of
pleasure.

   Vic was plugging the girl's butt good and hard now and each stroke of
his thick rod drove both Tracy and Pete wild to the edge of sanity.  She
could feel him in her again, but now jammed in with Pete's organ.  She was
feeling bloated, completely full.  For his part, young Pete was basically
getting jacked off by Vic's plunging dick across the membrane while he was
fully fucked up into Tracy's womb.  He was utterly confused as well as
entirely verging on a most powerful ejaculation.  Vic kept pounding, Tracy
kept clinching her cunt muscles and Pete was preparing to fire.  Tracy
sensed it deep inside herself and reached down between the boy's legs and
grasped the bulging nuts in a three-fingered claw grasp.

   Pete could stand no more friction or emotion and lost all control to his
body.  His sperm ran fast from the grasping claw and flowed up his cock
shaft with crashing force, there to meet the resistance of the condom which
bloated up obscenely within Tracy's deep pussy cavity.  He thrashed and
shuddered as his spunk loosened 3...4....5 huge blasts.  Then Tracy started
mewling and her cunt muscles rippled, sucking the last juice from his dick
as she burst into her own crushing climax.  Her butthole clinched tight and
this drove Vic over the edge entirely too and he blasted gush after gush of
sizzling scum into Tracy's tight rectum.  Almost lost as one single
cumming, creaming thing, the pile of Vic, Tracy and Pete soared together in
lust and crashed together in release.

   Seven

   Vic pulled up out of Tracy and flopped down to the right.  Tracy yanked
forward and fell off to the left.  Pete found himself rather cold, but
deeply satisfied.  He thought this might be the best 'tip' that he'll
certainly ever get delivering pizza.  He wriggled around to relieve some
cramped up bits and his softening dick was drooping now, the condom showing
a huge reservoir of cum.  Not lost on insatiable Missa Barnes, she swooped
off the chair and pulled the bag carefully off of him, then used her mouth
to clean his cock of all evidence of any of his sperm and cleaned his
ballsack and anus of any of Tracy's leaky goo and she licked up the big
globs of dadscum that was on Pete's stomach.  She held on to the condom and
crawled up toward Pete's head.

   Pete was mesmerized by the possessed vixen.  She straddled his chest the
hat of her sex burning into his skin.  She raised the condom above her head
and dribbled the slimy, white fluid into her mouth.  All three of the
lovers gaped at Missa as she lowered her face to Pete's and kissed him
deeply with a full load of his cum in her mouth.  They rolled it around and
much of it was forced or sucked back into the girl's mouth.  Missa turned
toward her friend Tracy and kissed with her back and forth the knot of
slime.  Then she moved to her father, Vic and repeated the ritual deeply
and passionately.  In the end she lifted her head and ceremoniously
swallowed whatever was left.  All were in knowledge of a solemn event from
the beginning and all reveled in the double deflowering of Tracy Centares
and Peter Seaton.

   Little Missa looked down at Pete with an evil, sexy grin and scooted
herself forward until her thighs were enwrapped around Pete's head.  Above
his mouth was the moist and desirable still virgin sex of the cutest girl
he knew.  She lowered her fuck mouth onto his face and started to rock back
and forth.  Pete reacted by lapping his tongue up into the delight-filled
girl.  He jammed his mouth against her sex and rammed his tongue in as far
as it would go, twisting it and scraping it all around inside the
hyper-sexed young goddess.  His legs started to twitch and his dick began
to grow stiff once more.  Pete's arms were flailing around and at one
moment his right hand flopped down on something wet and both cold and hot
at the same time.  He wrapped his hand around it.

   Vic watched in wonder as his previously chaste and blithely lighthearted
little girl indulged in the most erotic and exciting behavior he'd ever
witnessed.  She had just officiated over a ritual dual deflowering and used
her sexy mouth to spread the boy's seed between the three others, strewn as
they were around the living room naked.  Now she was riding the boy's face
like a pony on a rough trail.  She was wagging her tail to and fro and was
humping back and forth, deep in the throes of another series of climaxes.
The boy, Pete was writhing around like a ragdoll under his daughter's
attack on his face.  Vic's cock had wilted a bit after he pumped Tracy's
butthole full of his spew, but as he watched his daughter perform her lewd
face dance his dick began to stiffen up again.  The next thing he knew, his
hardon was wrapped in a hand,

   Pete felt Vic's hard dick and immediately let it go.  But caught up in
the intensity of the moment he then latched back onto the twitching member
and started to stroke it up and down.  As he stroked it, he could feel the
nasty slime that coated the blunt monster from Missa and Tracy's assholes
and from Vic's own copious explosion of cum.  All of a sudden, Pete was
overtaken with an absolute rush of sexual energy and lust.  His cock
slammed to attention and he experienced a massive climax that was totally
contained within his loins.  His hips rose and shuddered as he stroked
Vic's cock and slobbered with salty juice and spit and whatnot that flowed
down his cheeks from Missa's insistent cunt and asshole contact to his
face.

   Tracy noticed all that was happening and marveled at Missa's aggressive
and insatiable behavior on Pete's face and especially on the electric
contact between Pete's hand as it forcefully stroked Vic's thick cock.  The
girl noticed Pete's rehardened dick and his hips thrusting it up into the
air.  She could contain no longer and crawled between his legs and lowered
her mouth onto his manhood and sucked it into herself with a vacuuming
slurp.  Soon she was bobbing her head up and down the thin, ridged shaft
and fondling his smooth nutsack in her hand.  Vic, feeling the fantastic
sensual joy of having Pete stroking him looked around and found Tracy's big
round ass cheeks bouncing around and worked himself around so that she
could settle her steaming twat down upon his face while she continued to
suck off Peter's peter.

   Missa was erect and bouncing on Pete's face, grasping her cherried
nipples, practically tugging them off her chest.  Pete was lapping up into
her ever-cumming cunny and briskly stroking the first cock other than his
own to a building climax.  Tracy was humping her cunt down onto Vic's face,
feeling the roughness of his beard, but caring not as her own explosive
climax closed in while her own mouth pumped and hollowed as she tried to
suck a super orgasm from Pete's young dick.

   They continued like this for several loud and smelly minutes.  The
grunting and groaning expanded and quickened as the four of them reached to
have and reached to bring for the others a massive simultaneous orgiastic
cumming.  Suddenly, Pete started humping his hips like a wild man up into
Tracy's face.  His nuts started twitching and spewing out whatever few
drops of cum he had left.  This triggered Tracy to grind her twat down in
severe climax onto Vic's mouth.  Vic, practically exphisiating from the
pink hell that surrounded his head and driven wild by the now expertly
gripping and stroking hand of Peter jerked his buttocks and started to
squirt forth the last of his hot frothy cum that slapped against Pete's
ribs.  Missa, grand mistress of ceremony, was now head back screaming her
lustful pleasure to the Gods as her pussy expelled a huge blast of molten
liquid into Pete's mouth.

   After this extreme outburst of passion, emotion and sexual energy, all
four of the exhausted people crashed into virtual unconsciousness where
they lay.  Missa collapsed forward, her twat streaming ooze down Pete's
cheek.  Tracy's head was on Pete's thigh, a lewd dribble of his cum leaking
out the corner of her mouth.  Vic's dick quickly deflated but remained in
the boys grasp while his face was covered with one of Tracy's thick thighs
with her pussy convulsing and dripping inches from his mouth.  Pete lay
flat, right where he'd been.  His cock sated, his mouth happily foaming
still with Missa's delicious cream and his hand fondling the wet dick
filling his fist.  Pete Seaton stared up at the ceiling and grinned a happy
little grin before he simply lolled his head over in the knowledge that he
would never have another spontaneous youthful virgin erection.  He was now
a man.  With that thought he slept.

   End for now

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