The week before they left I was doing both of them – Billy in my ass and Bert in my pussy – when Billy said:
“We need to make a change here.”
“What?” I asked.
“It doesn’t seem right that you don’t have a cock in your mouth. All of your holes should have something in them.”
I didn’t say anything, just moaned as he slammed his cock into me. The he said:
“Okay Jim, come join the party” and Jimmy Melbourne came out of the closet. Jimmy was naked and he had a hard on and it led the way as he walked over to the bed where Bert and Billy were plowing away at me. I should have been pissed, but I wasn’t because Jimmy Melbourne was a hunk! Billy said:
“Show Jimmy what you can do with your mouth sis.”
Jimmy walked up until his cock was an inch from my face and then I looked up at him and then back down at his cock and opened my mouth. For the next three hours the three boys three holed me and I loved it! We stopped fifteen minutes before mom was due home. As the boys were getting dressed Billy said:
“I’m giving you to Jim since Bert and I will be gone.”
“Don’t I get a say in it?”
“No. I need someone I can trust to keep you occupied. Jim isn’t going to college so he will be here to keep you company while Bert and I are away. I don’t need you getting a boyfriend that I don’t know. Bert and I will still be doing you every time we come home and Jim has promised to keep you available.”
I said nothing at the time, but after Bert and Jimmy were gone I called Billy a rotten cocksucker for letting Jimmy know about our incest.
“What am I going to do if he blabs about it?”
“He won’t.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because he is banging both of his sisters and he knows if he lets our secret out I’ll let out his.”
“How did you find out about him and his sisters?”
“He told me. One day at lunch he told me that he thought you were hot and then he asked me if I was fucking you and I got all indignant and said “Hell no; she’s my sister for God’s sake.” He said if you were his sister he would be fucking you every day and I said that no he wouldn’t because it was illegal. Then he said it was no big deal; that he was fucking both of his sisters. I told him he was full of shit and he told me he would prove it to me.
“He took me home with him and had me hide in his closet and then I watched him fuck Sharon. While he was fucking Sharon Sally came in and started undressing as she told him to save some for her. He finished Sharon and Sally sucked him hard again and then he fucked her. Sharon stood there watching and then she said to hurry up because she wanted more. Jim laughed and told me to come out of the closet and take care of her. Later he told me that since he had let me fuck his sisters I should let him fuck mine.”
“His sisters? You did them both?”
“Yeah, but neither one of them was as good as you.”
And that is how Jimmy Melbourne got to be my new boyfriend.
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Three months later Jimmy and I went on a double date with Charlie Atlee and his girlfriend. The necking got hot and heavy after the movie and Charlie’s girl kept slapping his hands away from her tits. After we dropped her off at her house Jimmy told Charlie that I would take care of his case of blue balls. I was a little upset at being taken for granted, but it had been some time since I’d had a threesome – and I really did like them – so I did Charlie on the backseat while Jimmy drove us out to the lake and then I did both of them on a blanket down by the swimming beach. After that Jimmy, Charlie and I spent a lot of time together.
Bert and Billy came home for the holidays and I was kept busy doing the four of them. Charlie never knew about Billy, but he, Jimmy and Bert three holed me several times and Billy, Jimmy and Bert did me even more.
After Billy and Bert went back to school in January Jimmy said, “You really do get off on foursomes so I need to get somebody else to help me and Charlie. Can you think of anyone you might like?”
“Just someone who will keep quiet about it. If word ever got back to my dad about what I’m doing I’ll get grounded until I'm seventy-five.”
Jimmy brought his cousin Jake into the mix and for the next couple of years I did Jimmy, Jake and Charlie two or three times a week and Billy and Bert when they were home from school.
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When I turned seventeen I cut back some and told Jimmy that I needed to start dating boys my own age and who were in my classes. I really wanted to go to the senior prom so I needed to spend some time with my peers.
About that time Charlie got engaged to some girl I didn’t know and Jake moved to take a job somewhere out of state. I still saw Jimmy two or three times a week, but I started dating boys my own age. It was probably evil of me but I sent many a boy home with blue balls. No one in high school, at least as far as I knew, had any idea of what a tramp I had been back in middle school and I had no intention of anyone ever finding out. One of my class mates was going to get lucky, but I was taking my time to find the one I wanted,
With the prom only three months away I settled on Richard Beemis. Ricky was a fullback on the football team and quite a few girls in our class (and in the classes below us) were interested in him. I found out where he hung out and made it a point to keep bumping into him and one day he asked me for a date. I said yes and from then on he never had a chance.
I kissed him on the second date; he got his hands on my tits on the fourth, my bra off on the sixth, his hand up my skirt on the ninth and his fingers in me on the tenth. He got a hand job on the twelfth, thirteenth, and fourteenth and I let him push my head down on his cock on the fifteenth. He kept begging me to let him fuck me, but I kept saying no. I told him I was not going to go all the way with anyone until prom night.
“You are going with me, right?”
“I don’t know. You haven’t asked me.”
“I thought it was a given since we have been going together for the last three months.”
“Nothing is a given.”
“Will you go to the prom with me?”
“Of course I will. Now unzip so I can give you something to hold you until then.”
Of course all the time I was going out with him I was still spreading for Jimmy whenever I wasn’t on a date with Ricky.
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Prom night was a dream. Ricky picked me up in a chauffeured limousine and a dozen guys danced with me that night, but Ricky was the only one I let get close enough to feel his hard cock pressing into me. When the dance was over we went to a couple of after prom parties and I couldn’t believe some of the scenes I saw. I guess I had missed a bit by not getting involved earlier with my classmates.
The first party we hit was just a bunch of loud music and drinking with a lot necking going on, but the second party could be considered an orgy. Well maybe not an orgy because everyone wasn’t fucking everyone else, but there were couples fucking in damned near every room in the house.
Scott’s parents had sprung for two kegs and then had gone to a hotel after telling Scott to make sure the house was still standing when they came home. I saw things that night that surprised the hell out of me. Half a dozen girls who I would have sworn were stone assed virgins and downright prudes were getting fucked and giving blow jobs all over the place. I began to get worried. I fully intended to rock Ricky’s world that night, but no way was I going to be a public spectacle like those other girls were being.
I was sipping a coke (I wouldn’t even go close to alcohol back then) and talking to Brenda Speer, one of the few fully dressed girls there, when Ricky came up to me, took my arm and said:
“Come on; you have just got to see this.”
He walked me to a bedroom and I stood in the doorway and watched Abby Dalton pull a train. My pussy tingled as she took a cock in all three holes and there were seven other naked boys waiting their turn. I knew how she felt being used by three guys and I almost wished I could take her place right then. I got instantly wet. Not true. I was already wet by then, but I got a lot wetter when I thought of what it must be like to do ten guys (actually twelve because two more walked in while I was standing there.
I looked at Ricky and acted pissed. “Why did you think that I needed to see this? Do you think you are going to get me into one of these rooms here? I’m not a slut Ricky and if you knew what kind of party this was going to be ahead of time and you brought me here anyway then you may not be the kind of guy I want to spend time with.”
All bullshit of course since what I had seen had me hotter than hell and I was itching to fuck, but just not there. Just before I turned and walked away the guy in Abby’s mouth came and when he pulled out and moved away from her Abby looked up, saw me standing there and she smiled at me and winked. As Ricky pulled me away from the doorway and led me to the limo I was wondering why in God’s name she had winked at me.
In the limo Ricky pulled me close to him and he kissed me. We tongue wrestled for a while and his hands started wandering. I didn’t bother to fight him off. We both knew what was going to happen so why play games. I unzipped him and got his cock out into the open and I started giving him a slow hand job. He worked a hand up my legs and tugged my panties aside. I moved my legs apart and he got a finger and then two in me. I pulled away from him and quickly took my panties off and then spread my legs wide. Ricky got his gingers back to work and I lowered my head and licked the head of his cock. He moaned and said:
“You aren’t a virgin are you?”
It was a statement more than a question and I said, “I never said that I was.”
“Then why…”
“Why did I make you wait? Because I’m not a slut and I don’t do it with just anyone. I have to know the guy and really like him before I give it up.”
I lowered my head and licked his cock again and then took him in my mouth and sucked on him while my fingers teased his balls. He moaned again and hunched up at my mouth and I knew what was coming. I deep throated him just as he emptied himself into my mouth. I swallowed his stuff and was surprised at the pleasant ‘nutty’ taste. All the other cum that I’d swallowed had been sort of salty.
“Damn!” he said as I pulled my mouth off of him. “No other girl has ever done that to me.”
“Bullshit! You can’t say a girl has never given you a blow job. You’ve gotten several from me.”
“No. No girl has ever let me cum in her mouth.”
“I might have even more surprises for you tonight boyfriend.”
The limo started to slow down and Ricky tucked his cock away and zipped up and I picked my panties up off the floor and put them in my purse. When we stepped out of the limo I saw that we were at the entrance of a hotel. Ricky tipped the driver and as the limo sped away Ricky said:
“I dropped my car off here earlier when I rented the room.”
“Why are we standing out here talking?”
We went inside and down the hall to room 116. For the next three hours I did my best to fuck Ricky to death. I sucked him hard and fucked him then I sucked him hard and fucked him again. It took longer for me to get him up for the third time, but by the same token it took him longer to get off the third time and he managed to ring my chimes twice. When I swallowed his knob for the fourth time he tried to push me away.
“Oh no you don’t” I said, “You haven’t had my ass yet.”
He moaned and stopped trying to push me away, but alas, he didn’t get my ass that night. I tried, I tried really hard, but I could no get him up for another go.
When he dropped me at my house in the morning we tongue wrestled for a while before I got out of his car. He walked me to my front door and I kissed him again and as I did I reached down and rubbed his trouser covered cock.
“Next time baby.”
“Next time?”
“Next time you get my ass boyfriend.”
I kissed him again and went into the house. It had indeed been a perfect prom night.
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I could be a calculating bitch some times and once I found out that Ricky and I were going to going to the same college I decided that Ricky was going to be my new fulltime boyfriend. Jimmy wouldn’t be going anywhere and I didn’t want to have to start from scratch. Jimmy took it well and in fact he told me that he had been expecting it since I had started dating my classmates. I didn’t cut Jimmy off cold; I did see him once or twice every couple of weeks or so and he was always invited when Billy and Bert came home from school.
After the prom Ricky became my steady and I found that I had chosen well. Ricky was up (no pun intended) for everything that I wanted to do. He was willing to eat my pussy and once he knew how I liked it done he got quite good at it. The thing I really liked about Ricky was his cock. It was a good seven inches in length, but it wasn’t much bigger around than a Ballpark frank. It was a perfect fit for my butt and Ricky took to anal sex like a baby duck to water.
So that was my love life from prom to graduation – Ricky and occasionally Billy, Bert and Jimmy.
With graduation out of the way and three months to kill before I started college I went to work fulltime at the part time job I’d had since I was sixteen. It wasn’t much, just working behind the counter at the Dairy Queen, but it was spending money and what my dad said was ‘life experience’ to help prepare me for the “Real World.” So my summer was pretty much set. I’d be serving cones dipped in chocolate, making Blizzards, Peanut Buster Parfaits and fucking Ricky, Billy, Bert and Jimmy. That was pretty much all I had to look forward to until I started college.
That is until the day I went to work and found it locked up tight and with a notice posted on the window that the business had been seized for non-payment of taxes. I turned around and went back home where I got the biggest shock of my young life.
There were two cars in the driveway that I didn’t recognize. No one should have been there. Mom and dad were both at work and Billy and Bert were at football camp. If I had been a couple of years older and a little wiser about the way of the world and given that no one was supposed to be there I would have called the police and reported burglars in the house or something, but I didn’t even think of that. I just went right on into the house.
The loud “Oh fuck yes; harder, fuck me harder” that I heard told me what was going on, but not who was doing it. The noises were coming from mom and dad’s bedroom so I headed that way. I just walked up to the open bedroom door, looked in and gasped. There was my mother on the bed and I instantly saw that I was indeed my mother’s daughter. What is the saying? “The leaves don’t fall very far from the tree?” It must have been in my genes, passed on to me by my mom.
Mom was in the middle of her bed and she had Mark’s cock in her mouth – Mark was her boss – and her pussy and ass were filled by two other guys she worked with and whose names I couldn’t remember. Mark was looking down at mom and saying:
“Suck it baby, suck it. Swallow my cum baby; drink it down.”
He must have heard my gasp because he looked over and saw me. “Oh shit!” he said and pulled away from mom. Her mouth now empty she yelled:
“Harder damn it, harder!”
The others hadn’t seen me yet and the guy in her butt started slamming into her. “Oh yes, oh fuck yes” she cried and then she realized that Mark’s cock wasn’t in her mouth any more. She reached for it and he pulled back and she looked up at his face, saw his expression and noticed that he was staring at something. She looked over her shoulder to see what he was looking at and saw me standing there silently watching. The look of alarm on her face was suddenly wiped away by a look of – depravity? Lust? Or something else? – as she was claimed by a large orgasm.
“Don’t stop on my account” I said, “I’ll just go on down to the library until my regular time to come home.”
I turned and left the house. As I walked to the library I don’t suppose I was thinking the kinds of thoughts that some other girls my age would be having after catching their mom being three holed. I was thinking of Mark’s cock and of the other two men on the bed with my mom. I giggled as I thought of what mom’s expression might have been if I had crawled on the bed with her and said:
“Move over; I want some too.”
By the time I got to the library I was having different thoughts. Thoughts like how will I handle facing her when I go home? What will she say to me? What can I say to her? What kind of relationship are we going to have from now on? And then I giggled again as I wondered what she would say or do if I said to invite me the next time.
Then I had a thought that made me laugh out loud. Ricky had the hots for my mother. He never said it, but I could tell from the way he looked at her and watched her when he was around that she was making his pecker hard. What would my mother say if I offered to swap her Ricky for Mark? Would she like a taste of hot young stud? Maybe I could turn her on to Ricky, Jimmy and Bert. Hell, why not give Billy a shot also.”
I managed to kill three hours at the library and then I headed home. Mom’s car was in the drive and daddy was just pulling in behind her when I came up the walk. I guess I somehow expected to have my confrontation with mom and have it out of the way before daddy got home, but it looked like it wasn’t to be. I went straight to my room and stayed there until I heard mom call daddy and tell him that dinner was ready. I don’t even think she knew that I was home.
When I walked into the kitchen and mom saw me she got all nervous and flustered, but dad didn’t seem to notice. As he passed me the mashed potatoes he asked:
“How was your day princess?”
I was looking at mom when I said, “It was an interesting day and I learned a lot” and her face lost some of its color.
“For instance?” my father asked.
“I got to work in the kitchen today. You know you are really having fun when you get to spend the afternoon sliding hotdogs into buns.”
Mom’s face turned a bit red at that. Dad asked mom how her day had gone and she replied:
“Same old, same old. Just the stuff I do every day of the week.”
I raised an eyebrow on that. Did she really fuck Mark and the other two guys every day? The rest of dinner time slid by and then I excused myself from the table and went up to my room. As I walked away I heard my father say that he had brought some work home with him and he was going to go into the den and work on it.
About five minutes later there was a knock on my door and a couple of seconds later the door opened and my mother came in. She closed the door behind her and then just stood there. I could see she wanted to talk, but didn’t know how to start so I asked her something that had been in my mind since I walked away from her and her lovers.
“Why don’t you love daddy any more?”
I could see something go out of her and she walked over and sat down on the bed and said:
“I still love your father baby.”
“Then why?”
“That’s not something that I can explain to a girl your age. You wouldn’t understand.”
“There aren’t many girls my age who have seen their mother being three-holed. I understood what I saw and you were pretty vocal so I sure understood that you were into what was going on. If I can understand that much I think I can probably understand whatever you tell me.”
I could see her wrestling with herself and I thought I knew what it was over. She needed to talk to me about what had happened that day. She was ashamed at my having seen her, but she was still my mother and the adult and I was still her baby. How could she talk to me about what I’d seen and still ‘stay in charge’ as the parent? She didn’t know how to do it and quite frankly neither did I. I was the pot so I sure wasn’t in any position to call the kettle black and God knows I loved doing what I watched her do, but she was my mother for Christ’s sake. Mothers don’t do thinks like that!
Whatever the internal struggle was about was suddenly over and she took a deep breath and said:
“I love your father with all my heart baby, but your father can’t satisfy me sexually. To be fair to your dad I need to say that I have never found any one man who could. You saw today what it takes to satisfy me. Your father is an exceptional lover and for any other woman he would be more than enough and I do love the sex life I have with him, but I need more. I know that it is something that you are not yet old enough to understand, but sex, just like food and water, is a physical need. Your father just can not meet my needs, but then as I’ve said I’ve never found any one man who can.”
As I listen to her I wondered if that was going to be what it was like for me when I got older. I did have her genes and I was already enjoying multiple partner sex and loving it (craving it would be nearer to the point). I’d never been in the position of having just one man since Billy and Bert took me over. There was Mr. Jamison, but you really couldn’t count him since I was too young to know what was going on when he got his hands on me. Lost in my thoughts I must have missed something she said because she was sitting there silently watching me.
“What?”
“I asked if you were going to tell your father.”
I looked at her for a moment and then feeling wise beyond my years I said:
“Oh no, I won’t be the one responsible for breaking up this family.”
She winced when I said that and she stood up and started walking toward the door. She stopped and said:
“What were you doing home anyway?”
“I lost my job today.”
She looked at me for a few seconds and then left.
It was not a good night for me. Images of my mother being gangbanged had me hot and I ended up using the handle of my hairbrush to get myself off. Jimmy was old enough to go into adult bookstores and I was going to have to get him to get me a dildo or a vibrator before I wore out the hairbrush handle.
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I woke up the next morning at loose ends. Billy and Bert were still at football camp, Jimmy was working, Ricky was visiting his grandparents in New Mexico and Mr. Jamison was long gone. Billy had ridden to camp with Bert so his Jeep was still in the driveway and I knew where he hid his spare key so I was at the mall when the doors opened at nine.
I shopped for blouses, slacks and underwear at Sears and J.C. Penny and prowled the aisles at Walden Books and B. Dalton’s for the Janet Evanovich that was supposed to be out without finding it and spent two hours hitting the shoe stores without finding anything that caught my fancy. Around twelve I went over to the food court, got two slices of pizza and a Mountain Dew and then found an empty table.
I had finished the pizza and was sipping the Dew when Abby Dalton sat down on the seat opposite me. I’d seen her around school, but this was the first time I’d been up close to her since the night of the prom.
“How have you been?” she asked.
“Not too bad and you?”
“Doing okay. Hey, what happened at the Dairy Queen? A couple of went over there last night and the place was locked up tight.”
“No idea. I went into work and found it closed with a notice on the door that said it was seized for back taxes. I tried calling Mr. Adams a couple of times but didn’t get an answer.”
“You going to find another job?”
“Don’t think so; at least not yet. There is only a month until classes start. I need to see what classes and the schedules are like before I look for something else.”
“So you aren’t doing anything tonight?”
“Nothing planned. Why?”
“Want to go to a party?”
“What kind of party?”
“Benny Thomason’s birthday party. The guy I’m seeing now has to work tonight and I don’t want to go alone.”
“I don’t know. If Benny wanted me at his party he would have invited me.”
“He doesn’t know about it. It is a surprise party and you would have been invited. Harv and Ted are putting it on and they were going to invite Ricky and he would have brought you, but then they found out that Ricky was out of town. So consider yourself invited.”
“What time?”
“About seven. You got a car yet?”
“Not yet.”
“I’ll pick you up around six forty-five okay?”
I called mom and told her that I had been invited to a pajama party and would be spending the night at Abby’s.
The party was held at Ted MIddleston’s home and they actually managed to pull it off – Benny was surprised (either that or he was one hell of an actor). Ted’s parents had gone somewhere for the evening so it was just kids from school there.
There was some beer drinking and I saw that some guys had pocket flasks that they sipped out of and passed around. I didn’t do alcohol (at the time) but they had a non-alcoholic punch and that is what I drank. It was supposed to be non-alcoholic, but I found out later that it had been spiked with vodka which is why I was feeling pretty damned good about two hours into the party.
Good enough that I was enjoying the ‘feels’ I was getting while dancing.
Good enough to giggle when Joey Phelps (who was Ricky’s best friend) pulled me into a bedroom and told me how badly he had always wanted to fuck me.
Good enough to let him do it.
I giggled when he pushed me back on the kin sized bed. I giggled when he pulled my panties off of me and I giggled when unzipped himself and took off his pants. I giggled when his hard cock poked out of the front of his boxer shorts and I giggled when he slid the boxers off and his hard cock bobbed as he crawled between my legs.
I moaned as he worked his cock into me and cried out, “Oh fuck yes!” as he started to fuck me. He was either a virgin or hadn’t had sex or relieved himself in a while because he came quickly. Too quickly. I was just getting warmed up. I rolled out from under him and moved to take his cock in my mouth. I was paying more attention to getting Joey up than anything else so I didn’t notice when my skirt was flipped up to my waist, but I did feel it when the hands gripped my hips. My eyes shot wide open because I was sure that Joey had locked the bedroom door. I started to jerk my mouth off of Joey’s cock, but Joey grabbed my head and held it in place as I felt a hard cock slice into me. I tried to pull loose, but Joey and whoever was behind me managed to hold me in place.
I didn’t want what was happening. It wasn’t that I minded being fucked – I loved being fucked – but I did not want it there at that party. The door obviously wasn’t locked and that meant that more people could come in or at least look in and the more people who knew the greater the likelihood that Ricky would hear about it.
I know it sounds strange that I was worried about Ricky since I had been happily fucking his best friend, but I thought that because Joey was Ricky’s best friend he would keep quiet about it so as to preserve the friendship and God knows I’d never talk about it. But that damned unlocked door changed everything.
In the space of seconds I went from “Oh no!” to “No use crying over spilt milk. I had Joey hard and he pulled me up on him and the cock in me slipped out as Joey pulled me up to where he could get his cock in me. Joey’s cock pushed into my pussy and I felt whoever was doing me from behind scoot forward. I still didn’t know who it was, but I did know that there was only one place he could be going and I called out:
“Don’t you dare without lubing it up good.”
He ignored me and pushed his cock against my sphincter and started working his cock inside me. He had some of what Joey left in my pussy on him and some of what Joey put in me while I was on my back had leaked out and run down toward my asshole and that helped a little as the cock pushed into me. It hurt some, but when my mystery fucker and Joey got a rhythm going the pain faded. Then a cock was pushed at my mouth and Abby settled onto the big bed next to me and then it was the two of us being used by cock after cock after cock.
I have no idea of how many times I took cum in mouth, ass and pussy and only a vague recollection of who put it there. I do know that several had me more than once before I passed out exhausted.
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I woke up to a tongue licking my pussy and saw Abby leaning over me. I pushed her away with an “I don’t do that.”
“Pity” she said, “But I guess it isn’t for everyone. I thought you might go for it, but no biggie. At least I was half right.”
“Half right? About what?”
“You being as big of a slut as I am. I knew it the night of the prom. I saw the look on your face while you were watching me. You wanted to be the one on that bed. You going to deny it?”
I shrugged and said, “What good would it do. You saw me last night.”
“Indeed I did girlfriend and I’m betting that you are going to want to do it again. The good news is that we are going to a place where it can happen as often as we want.”
“What are you talking about?”
“College girlfriend, college. Just think of all the frat houses on campus and frat house parties.”
I smiled at that. But only for a few seconds and then said, “Oh no, not me. I’m not about to become a punchboard for a bunch of frat rats.”
“You don’t have to do it every night, but I’m betting that you will do it every once in a while. You proved that to me last night. Any way, I’m happy to have a sister under the skin with me.”
As she drove me home I thought about what she’d said and the more I thought about it the more I was sure that she was wrong. I didn’t need frat parties. After all, I had Billy, Bert, Ricky and occasionally Jimmy. Why would I need frat boys?
To be continued.