PLAYING WITH THE BOYS

Chapter 5 - Rolling the Dice

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I wasn't even eleven years old and for the first several weeks of summer break, I was sucking my two brothers, their two friends and sucking my Daddy's cock on daily basis.� Seemed that someone always wanted me to blow them... not that I really minded, as I had become rather fond of performing the act and the feel of nice hard cock in my mouth.

Then just days before my eleventh birthday, Daddy was at work and I was naked, as usual, playing a game of whose-balls-are-they with the boys.� The object was to nuzzle/lick balls and then guess whose balls I was nuzzling/licking, naturally I was blindfolded. We had played this game a few days� before, but there was no real penalty for making the wrong guess, except maybe sucking a dick, but that was hardly a penalty.� This day I wouldn't be so lucky.�

I was just having fun wallowing my face into the crotch of boys and not really caring whose balls they were. I guessed wrong.� Thinking that all I had to do was a quick dick suck, I was surprised when I was denied my treat.

"Hey, it's not that we don't want you to suck us, Sis," Bobby explained. "We all like that. It's just that you're not really trying.� So you have to pay the penalty."

"What penalty?" I naively asked.� Just then my arms were grabbed and my head was pulled back by the hair.� Next thing I knew, my face was between the butt cheeks of someone.

"Lick him, Sissy!� Lick him and tell us who he is." Blindfolded and suddenly with my face buried in a smelly butt, I was quite uncertain what to do..�

"Yeah, lick me, Sis," I heard just before someone swatted my bare ass really hard.�� With the second stinging swat, I did what I knew I had to do.�

"Is she really licking your asshole?" I heard someone ask.

"Yeah, she is and it feels great!"

"Let me try, Bobby!"

"Fuck you, Jake.� Wait your turn."

By then I had deduced whose butthole I was licking.� It was really gross, but the more I licked, the less gross it became, not that it ever got to the point of not being gross at all.� It seemed like an eternity before my older brother, Bobby, was satisfied and pulled his ass away from my face.�

I complained about how dirty licking someone's butt was and told them I was going to get sick.� To my surprise, Jake agreed with that assessment and suggested that they all go and wash their butts before we continued the game.

After that, I paid much closer attention to whose balls were whose, but I still messed up and had to lick someone's butt, but it wasn't nearly as bad and disgusting as licking Bobby's behind.

I guessed wrong again and had to lick another ass, only this time it wasn't bad at all, it was just wicked fun and nasty as all get out.�

I suspected the boys were cheating when I lost three times in a row, but I now that I was used to it, I gave Jake Banner the best rimming of them all.

The game was put on hold while I got supper going.� The boys meanwhile were in the living room, talking among themselves.� I could only make out a word here and there, so couldn't follow their conversation.� When I had supper on in the crock pot, I rejoined the group, but not before I was instructed to bring paper and pencil.

Bobby told me to write each of their names on the paper.� Then he produced a pair of dice and rolled a seven.� I wrote that down and the dice were passed to Jake.� They each rolled and then began a second round, which I dutifully recorded.� I'm not stupid and with the way they were all leering at me, I suspected this all had something to do with me.� When I asked, Bobby told me, "Just record the numbers."

After the third round, Bobby told me to add up the three rolls of each boy.� Whatever they were planning, Jake had the largest number and his brother, Ted, had to smallest.� My two brothers were tied.

The list was passed around to be verified by everyone and then Bobby and Kenny each rolled a single dice to break the tie.� Kenny won, a fact that Bobby took remarkably well.

"My dad suggested this game," Jake began.�

"What game is that?" I asked.

"It was just to determine, fair and square, who did you first," he replied with a grin.

"Did what?" I can't believe I was so stupid!

"Who fucks you first, who fucks you second, who fucks you third and who fucks you last.� We're all going to fuck you, JoAnn. Dad says girls like you should be fucked and fucked often."

Oh my god, I was to be gang raped!

My two dear loving brothers each grabbed an arm and frog marched me to my bedroom, where I was deposited sideways on my bed.� Bobby held my hands above my head, while Kenny and Ted each took an ankle and spread me open.� Jake stepped into the slot, stroking his cock to an erection.

"You're going to rape me?" I practically cried.

"Not at all, JoAnn," Jake said.� "You're going to beg for it."

"No, I won't!"

He leaned forward and ran his finger up my slit.� I liked it when the boys or Daddy did that and this time was no different.

"She's as wet as ever," Jake declared.

"Dad says girls like you always get wet when they're ready to fuck.� Tell us the truth, JoAnn.� Are you ready to be fucked?"

"No," I managed weakly.� "I'll tell Daddy."

"Dad will probably fuck you too tonight, Sis," Bobby replied.

"No, he won't!"

"Wanna bet?� If he does, you lick our assholes again tomorrow and then we'll fuck you again.� If he doesn't, we'll fuck you anyways.� Either way, we all win."

I didn't quite follow what he was saying, as it wasn't important at the time.� What mattered to me were the magic fingers dancing in my pussy and driving the lust monster in me to the breaking point.

"You wanna fuck, JoAnn?"� Jake asked.

I didn't answer as at that very moment, my eyes rolled up into the back of my head and my pussy exploded and along with it I was taken to that place where only bliss and ecstasy resides.

They say I howled like a sick cat when Jake's cock speared my pussy, taking my virginity.� I don't know about that, only that when I came to my senses, I was being fucked by Jake, a circumstance that was at once a bit uncomfortable, while at the same time being the best feeling in the world next to an orgasm.� I felt his cock pulse and knew he was ejaculating inside me.� Thankfully, I hadn't started my periods yet, or else he would have surely knocked me up.

Jake collapsed on me, mashing me into my bed.� He stayed there for several moments as his cock softened inside me until it slithered from my deflowered pussy.� He rolled off and Kenny took his place.� I wasn't being held down now, not that I needed to be held down once Jake began doing me.� I wrapped my arms around my younger brother's neck and wrapped my legs around his waist as he pounded into me.� It was wonderful!

I guess teenage boys don't last very long their first time and all too soon, Kenny had shot off inside me and had rolled off.� I hardly had a chance to catch my breath, much less gather my wits before Bobby was between my legs, his steely dick sliding effortlessly in the cum lubricated cock socket of his little sister's pre-teen pussy. Bobby screwed me good and long.� It was wonderful! I don't know how I ever hated him, or at least at that moment I didn't know, nor did I care to remember all the mean things he'd done to me in the past.� The only thing that mattered right then was that he was filling up my eager pussy and making it feel really, really good, and I mean REALLY GOOD.� I loved it when I felt him squirting into me, but I wasn't so keen that was soon all over; all over until Ted mounted me.

Teddy was the youngest and smallest of the four boys and he was the smallest in more than one way.� I was okay with that part, but he no sooner stuck it in and he was done.� I know now that lots of teenage boys have a hair trigger their first time, but that's not what I wanted at the moment.� But I didn't get down on Ted about it. In many ways he was always nicest of the four, but that wasn't what my pussy wanted at the moment, not that I had time to think about it before his big brother Jake rammed his cock back up inside me for a second go, a second go that lasted almost as long as the four previous fucks combined.� Then Kenny did me again, and like Jake, he went and went until Bobby got frustrated with him and started complaining.

Jake had an answer to Bobby's dilemma and suggested that he have me suck him until Kenny was finished.� God, I was now getting it from both ends by my two brothers.� When Kenny finally did get his rocks off inside me again, Bobby was quick to take his place and Jake took Bobby's place with my mouth.� I never thought that the boys could be so� much fun until that afternoon! Poor Teddy, when he got his second turn at me, he was better, but not all that much better than the first time.

I guess Jake was fucking me for the third time when Daddy came home early.� Kenny, who was facing the open door to my bedroom shouted out, "Dad!" and yanked his dick from my mouth.� That got everyone's attention, including Jake, who was so startled that he shot off just as he was pulling out, squirting stuff all over the place like an overexcited� small dog pissing everywhere.� Me, I had been on such an elevated sexual high for so long that I didn't know or care what was going on.

"Jake, Ted," Daddy said in a calm no-nonsense tone, "I think you boys had better go home."� I think those two must've run home naked, as they had left their clothes on the living room floor.�

With the Banner boys gone, Daddy told Bobby and Kenny to, "Go feed the fucking chickens."� They too ran out without their clothes.

Daddy stood by my bed for several minutes, surveying the mess the boys had made on me and on my bed without saying a word.� Finally he looked up from my poor swollen pussy, which by now had started to throb something terrible and asked, "Are you okay, JoAnn?"

"I think so," replied though the way I was suddenly feeling between the legs was cause for worry.

"They didn't force you, did they?"

"No, not really."� Well, they did, but I had gotten over that quick enough.

"That's good.� Damn.� I didn't think you'd start this until you were at least twelve, but now that you have..." He didn't finish his sentence, but I had a pretty good idea what he had on his mind.

After another minute of just looking at my cum-oozing pussy he said, "Go get a bath.� You're a fucking mess, girl."

I was surprised that I could still walk, but I managed to hobble into the bathroom and draw a hot bath.� Oh, did that feel good!� I had a minute or two of peace and quiet before Daddy came in.� He didn't say a word, but stripped down and got in the bath tub behind me.� I was a bit scrunched up because Daddy is so big, but I didn't mind, especially when I felt that big ole dick of his rubbing against my lower back and his big hands cupping my little titties.

"I do believe your tits are starting to grow, JoAnn.� You've always had nice puffy nipples, but I do believe you're getting some true tit flesh now."

It was nice that he noticed.� He started rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, something that drove me wild, a fact that he was well aware of.� "Did you have fun today with the boys?" he murmured into my ear.

"Yes, Daddy, I really did."

"Good, a girl should enjoy getting fucked, just as a boy should enjoy fucking a girl."

"Are you going to fuck me, Daddy?"

"Is that what you want?"

"I'm kinda sore, but..."

"Well, in that case, pull the plug and we'll go do it."

As much as I wanted to take a long hot bath, I really wanted Daddy to do me even more.� He rose and helped me out of the bath and sort of dried us both off, then he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom and to the bed I'd been sharing with him for several weeks. I expected him to plop me down like sack of potatoes and climb on top like the boys had been doing all afternoon, but instead he flopped onto his back with me still in his arms.

"You want me to fuck you, JoAnn, then we'll fuck, but you get to do it first."

I didn't follow what he was saying, but then he told me take his dick and lower my pussy over it.� Cool!� Like I said before, Daddy was big, bigger than any of the boys and for a moment I wondered if it would fit.� It fit!� It was a tight fit and it took me a while to take it all to the root, but I managed.� With my poor pussy stretched tight around his fat stiff cock, I could hardly move, but after awhile, I started to move. A little at a time I moved my hips up and down; Daddy just laid back and made me do all the work.� After a few minutes I was really pumping it and enjoying every inch of his dick.� Suddenly he grabbed me by the waist, growled and rolled us over.� The easy fucking was over.�

Daddy grabbed me by the wrists and stretched my arms out over my head, while his big ole cock plunged forcefully in and out of my poor little cunt with long, powerful strokes, strokes that caused the bed to squeak and the headboard to bang against the wall in sync with his hips.� The first orgasmic wave hit me pretty quick, followed by another and then another.� As much as I enjoyed the boys fucking me, this was better, much better.

Suddenly he stopped and completely withdrew his dick from me.� I thought that it was over, that somehow I didn't feel him cum inside me, but that's not what was happening.� He rolled me over, stuffed a pillow under my tummy and entered me from behind.� The sounds of fucking once again filled the house and once again I was carried off into a blissful state of unending orgasmic hills and valleys.���

He rolled us onto our side and did me in a spooning position, not so hard and fast as before, but slower, at a more leisurely pace, like he had all the time in the world to fuck me.� In a way he did.� I wasn't going anywhere, not that day, not that summer and not that year.� I wasn't even twelve yet, and I was going to be fucked like this for years before I could even vote!� And not just Daddy, but my two brothers and their two friends too.� Daddy didn't care if the boys did me, so long as he got his too. And me?� I liked it too much to complain.

About a week or so after I started fucking the boys and Daddy, Jake and Teddy's father came over to see Daddy.� We were just finishing supper and there was a loud knocking at the door.

"You're dressed, so get the damned door, girl," Daddy growled.

For once I had some clothes on, one of Daddy's big t-shirts that came down to my knees.� Old Man Banner grinned at me through his graying whiskers when I answered.� Even though they were neighbors, he and Dad hardly ever spoke and I really didn't know anything about him other than he was Jake and Ted's father.� That and the fact that he was a big man, not fat, just a big man... big head, big chest, big arms, big hands and feet.� He was a rather imposing and intimidating man.

"Hello, there, sweet thang," he greeted with a grin that could only be described as lecherous.� "Is your poppa home?� I need to speak with him."

I called for Dad, who came to the door and invited Mr. Banner in.� Dad took up his position in his easy chair and Mr. Banner sat on the sofa, sinking deeply into the worn cushion.� Dad sent me to get them both a beer and when I returned, I sat in Daddy's lap like I always did.

"That's a fine looking girl, ya gots there, Keaton," Banner said looking me over.� "Mighty fine.� The boys tell me she's a fun girl too. They also tell me that ya don't mind 'em playing with her."

"Boys will be boys," Daddy replied.� "You don't object to the kids having a little fun, do ya?"

With a toothy grin, Banner held up his hands and exclaimed, "No, no, not at all.� Fact is, I appreciate ya not havin' a problem with them... gettin' it on and doin' her."

"Ya can't fight nature, Banner," Daddy replied.� "So why the fuck bother?"

"I agree," Banner laughed.� "Ya know, I wouldn't mind getting a little of that myself."

"Boys are one thing," Daddy replied, "men are a different matter."

"Yourself included?� My boys tell me everthang and they tells me they seen ya doing her too."� He took a swig of beer and added, "Now, I don't take a dim view of that, but... the law certainly does."

"What are ya getting at, Banner?" Daddy asked somewhat annoyed to be challenged in his own house.

"Simple facts. In the eyes of the law, the fact that the boys are doin' her ain't a problem.� But, the fact that you do her... every damned day from what I hear, well, that's a whole different issue... An issue with a lot of serious jail time attached to it."

"It's their word against mine," Daddy replied tartly.�

"Now, don't be callin' my boys lairs, Keaton!" Banner shot back.� "There's no call for that!"

He sat back and continued in a more conciliatory tone,� " Now, I ain't runnin' off to the law and tellin'em that you're fuckin' this sweet young girl, but...� now consider this... it'd be in your best interest if you were assured of that."

"What do ya want, Banner?� Money?� I ain't got any fucking money."

"Money?!� Hell, no!� I know ya ain't got any money, and if'n ya did, I wouldn't do that shit.� Ain't neighborly.� No, sir, not me.� But, ya do have pussy available, young pussy... fine young passing around pussy."

"Go on."

"The way I see it, and I think you're gonna see it my way too, is this... if I was as guilty as you are, then I would never, ever, go to the cops with what I know.� Hell, if I did, I'd go to jail too."

"You have a point, Banner.� A point well taken.� It's certainly something to consider."� Daddy sat silently for a minute or so, his hand rubbing my thigh as he thought things over.

Presently Daddy stopped rubbing me and said, "You're a very reasonable man, Banner, very reasonable.� I suppose I should be reasonable too.� So,� if I understand what you're getting at, then you've got yourself a deal."�

Old Man Banner slapped his thigh and let out a celebratory yelp, "Fuck yeah!"

Daddy pushed me off his lap.� "Get out of those clothes, girl, and show my good neighbor what ya got."

"Daddy!!! No!!!!" I protested.

Daddy grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him. "Since when did ya start saying no, girl?" he asked in his I-mean-it voice.��

Before I could answer, not that he wanted an answer, he grabbed the tails of the t-shirt I was wearing and yanked it right over my head, stripping me naked in one second flat.

I knew good and well what was about to happen, and I wasn't all that keen on grubbing with Old Man Banner.�� What if he had a dick as big and nasty looking as the rest of him?�� But, what choice did I have? With a slap to my now bare butt, Daddy sent me across the room to Old Man Banner.�

I didn't want to go, but I knew if I didn't, Daddy would blister my butt good and I'd still have to go anyway.� Slowly I crossed the room hoping that Daddy would change his mind.� He didn't.� When I got close enough, Mr. Banner lunged forward like an alligator snapping up a stray chicken, grabbed me and pulled me to him.� Immediately his hands were all over me everywhere, like he had six hands or something, and his whiskers tickled my skin.

"You're a fine little cunt," he said to me, "and I'm gonna fuck ya cross-eyed."

With one big paw on my little tit and the other wedged between my legs, he turned to Daddy and asked, "Ya got a bedroom I can use?"

"Do her right there, Banner, where I can see you," Daddy replied.� "I don't want her hurt."

"I ain't gonna hurt her, I'm just gonna fuck her.� But, what the hell, makes no damned difference to me.� Yes, sir, right here's as good a place as any."

He didn't even get undressed.� He just pushed his pants down, pried my legs open and stuck it inside me. He was as big as I feared and it knocked the wind out me. Over past few days, Teddy had gotten a lot better at fucking and lasting longer.� Still Ted's dad really reminded me of Teddy, not size-wise, but the way he came so quick.� It was only then the old goat pulled his pants off completely and made me suck him.� Once I got him up again, he did me again, this time much longer, and driving me so hard into the sofa that I thought it might collapse.� He did me like that for several minutes and then rolled us both over. That was better, much better.

I was bouncing on his sizable pole when Daddy came up, dropped his pants and pulled my head to his dick.� Meanwhile, my brothers had finished cleaning up the dinner dishes and came into the room to watch.� Daddy pulled his cock from my mouth and completely undressed. I was pulled off Old Man Banner's cock and put on my hands and knees between the old fart's legs.� Daddy pushed my head down into Banner's crotch and plowed me from behind.� Nobody, but nobody, fucks me as good as my Daddy does and he had me moaning on Old Man Banner's big dick in no time.

When school started that fall, I had finally turned eleven.� On the first day, everyone had to stand up and tell the class what they did that summer.� What could I say?� That was fucked everyday by two, three, sometimes six different dicks? Even I knew that wasn't something I could talk about, but I had no doubt that I had more fun than any other girl in the whole school. I just couldn't talk about it.�

That early fall, my tits were getting bigger too. All the other girls were really jealous.� I had to get a bra.� I should've gotten one bigger because that first was too small in just a few weeks.� The second one too, but I wasn't just getting bustier, my areolas and nipples got larger too, from all the titty sucking I was getting.

Daddy kept telling me that I needed to tell him when I had my first period, because that meant I could get pregnant and he would have to put me on birth control.� I never had that first period, and had to drop out of school just after Christmas.� It wasn't until after I delivered my first baby, a little girl, that I began menstruating.

I have no idea who little Bethany's father actually is, and no one was willing to be tested to find out.� Even though it remains a mystery, she doesn't look anything like the Banners. But with Child Protective Services snooping around and asking questions, Teddy, being the youngest and closest to my age,� was designated Bethany's father.�

Daddy signed me up for home schooling and after that, I pretty much stayed home, taking care of Bethany and keeping two houses neat and clean, that and sucking and fucking.� Not that I minded.... I loved little Bethany with all my heart and I really loved all the attention I was getting.

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