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   Synopsis : This is the story of a young boy with a big dick, who has sex
with his mother and just about every one else he comes in contact with.  It
is very long and contains a lot of pedo material, also.  Lots of under-age
sex.  Even a little pee & poop (tame).  WARNING : This story is
excrutiatingly long (700k).

   Disclaimer : Copyright by the author.  Permission is granted to archive,
repost, or publish in no-cost or low-cost archives, periodicals,
anthologies of this type of material if unaltered and attributed to the
author.  This is a work of fiction.  The author does not condone any sexual
activity among persons under 16 in real life.

   These are just words, people.  Just words.  If you have a problem with
words see a competent shrink or an English teacher.  This stuff is not
true. None of it.  I made it all up.  No names were changed to protect the
innocent because they don't exist.  Just pretend, if you have to.  I did.
Actually, folks, stuff like this doesn't really happen in real life... 
sorry.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 1 : James & Robert

   James had a problem.  Well, he had lots of problems, as most kids his
age did, but this one stood out more than all the others.  He was being
bullied, at school.  There is a lot of awareness these days about bullying,
but of course it still happens.  He didn't think it was fair at all, and of
course it wasn't.  It was a problem, true, but it wasn't the root problem.
James knew what the root problem was, and that made it even more unfair, to
him.  The root problem was, James had a big dick.  He knew it was big.  He
was intensely aware that it was big.  He was proud of it.  He expected
great things out of it, some day.  But, today, it was just causing
problems.

   Of course, in school, everyone wore clothes.  No one knew he had a big
dick.  He didn't get to show it off.  Gym class, though.  Gym class is how
he knew he had a big dick.  Because of gym class, he knew that not everyone
had a big dick like he did.  Not anyone, in fact.  In fact, some of the
boys had really tiny dicks.  Really small ones.  James' dick was big, even
when it wasn't hard.  Well, it was long.  It hung down maybe eight inches.
The other boys had stubby little dicks that sometimes looked barely an inch
long.  James had felt sorry for them until they started making fun of him,
and trying to pop his dick with towels.  They called him "Weirdo-weenie"
and "Deformo-dick" and stuff like that.

   Really, one boy started it all.  Tony.  Teeny dick Tony.  That was
James' secret name for him.  Tony seemed to really take it personally that
James had a big dick and he didn't.  In fact, Tony probably had the tiniest
dick of all the guys.  But, he thought he was a bad-ass.  Maybe because of
that, he tried harder.  And he hated James the most.  Probably because
James had a big dick, and he didn't.

   James wasn't defenseless, at least.  He was average in height, maybe a
bit tall, and average in weight.  In fact the only thing he wasn't average
in was dick.  Anyway, he had taken over eight years of karate and ju-jitsu
and Hong Kong Fooey and such things, and he was certainly able to defend
himself.  He was forced to do this one day, in the showers, when Tony came
at him, murder in his eye.  James easily flipped him onto the wet floor,
which just enraged Tony even more.  Tony scrambled to his feet and came at
James again, as the other boys cleared a circle around them.  Most of the
boys kow-towed to Tony, just because he was a bad-ass, and most of the boys
at least pretended to hate James.  James didn't care about that, although
it was unfair.  All he cared about at the moment was Tony, coming at him
like a wildcat.  He tripped him up again, easily, and Tony went crashing
again to the wet soapy floor.

   A piercing whistle screeched through the dim, cloudy water vapor. 
Jeezus, it was the coach.  James immediately began rinsing shampoo out of
his hair, trying to look innocent.  Tony got up, and went right to the
coach, whining, pointing at James.  Lord.

   "Gomez!  In my office, now!"

   James sighed to himself, grabbed his towel, ignored the smirking Tony
and followed the coach to his office.  Once inside, the coach closed and
locked the door.  He said "Sit." and took his place behind his desk.

   "Gomez.  What is the problem.  Why do you goad Tony so?  This is the
second time in a week."

   James spluttered in anger and confusion.  "I don't goad him!  He hates
me!  He attacked me for no reason!"

   "No reason, eh.  Why do you think he hates you?"

   "I dunno...  Well, I think I do, but..."

   "But?  But what?"

   "I can't say, sir."

   "Yes you can.  We are adults here.  If you know it, say it.  If it helps
me get Tony off your back, help me out here."

   "I think, sir, that Tony is jealous of my dick."

   The coach laughed at James's forwardness.  Plus, that is exactly the
same thing he thought.  He had seen the boys dressed and undressed, and
James had the biggest dick he'd ever seen in a boy.  Maybe the biggest he'd
ever seen, period.  His was nothing to sneer at, and, soft, James topped
him by one or two inches.

   "Gomez.  Stand up and drop the towel." The coach was curious, and just a
little jealous himself.  Plus, he liked dicks.  He wasn't gay or anything,
he had a wife in fact, but he had done his share of playing around with
dicks, in the past.  His own, and others.

   James sighed, stood, and dropped the towel just as the coach had
ordered. His dick hung, flaccid, eight inches of meat.  He was proud of his
dick.  He looked forward to showing it off, but he had always imagined it
would be to pretty girls, not the coach.

   Uh oh.  It didn't take much for James to get hard.  Often just centering
his attention on his dick did it.  That seemed to be the case today.  And,
knowing the coach was looking him over.  He felt the familiar stirring
inside, and, to his horror, his dick started to get hard.

   "Gomez, you don't have anything to be ashamed of."

   "I'm not ashamed, sir.  It's just that Tony won't leave me alone."

   "Tony is a bully.  He's an ass.  I'm sorry.  I'll tell him again to get
off your back, but you still might have to deal with him.  I saw that you
seem to be able to take care of yourself, so maybe that won't be a
problem."

   James' dick was over half hard by now, jutting out at a forty-five
degree angle.  It was at least ten inches long now, and growing.  Jeezus,
the coach thought, this kid.  It's just not fair.  I understand Tony's
anger, at least.

   "Having a problem there, Gomez?" The coach said, amused at the boy's
situation.  He felt a little stirring himself, down there.

   "I can't help it, sir.  When I talk about it, it starts up like this."
James was embarrassed, but also a little proud.  Now the coach would see
what a real dick looked like.  He hoped the door really was locked.

   "Jeezus, Gomez, I see why pencil-dick Tony is pissed.  That's a hunk of
meat you've got there."

   James stifled the urge to laugh.  His dick just got harder and harder.
He knew what would have to come next.  He would!

   "Will it ever go down?" The coach asked, watching the ever-hardening
organ.

   "Probably not, sir, not until I, uh, cum." There, James had said it. 
Well, the coach has said we were all adults here.

   "Good grief.  How long is that thing?" The coach said.

   "Twelve inches, sir."

   The coach laughed.  "You measured it?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "Well, you have something to be proud of.  The ladies will love you, you
lucky bastard.  What do you mean?  You have to ejaculate for it to go
down?" The coach knew that.  He was like that.  Most guys were.  He just
liked saying it.

   "That is usually the case, sir." James, less and less embarrassed, was a
bit turned on, now.  He hoped he would get to jack off at school, under the
coach's orders.  His dick was fully erect now, jutting upwards a few
degrees, proudly holding itself against the tug of gravity.  The cap was
hard, almost purple, and although he couldn't see it, he knew that drops of
pre-cum were oozing out of it.  James was pretty familiar with his dick by
now.

   The coach came around his desk with a large garbage can.  "Well, here,
Gomez, spank it into this.  We certainly can't have you walking out of my
office with a boner."

   James nodded his thanks, and placed both hands on his dick, aiming at
the trash can.  He began to stroke, running his right hand over the cap,
feeling the intense pleasure that he did every time he jacked off, which
was three or four times a day now, at least.  It turned him on to know that
the coach was watching him, although he certainly didn't think of himself
as gay either.

   The coach was going a little bit crazy as he watched the boy masturbate.
He finally slid his shorts down, and pulled his own dick out of the
athletic supporter it was in.

   "Gomez, I hope you don't mind, I'm going to join you.  Good for stress
relief."

   The coach's dick was nothing to laugh at.  It was already pretty hard,
and would stand out to about nine inches when it was done.  He'd always
been proud of it, but he was a bit sobered to confront James with his
twelve inches.  Well, he thought, at least I've nailed a zillion more
chicks than he has.  He's probably still a virgin.

   The coach approached the can across from James, and began stroking
himself, staring at James' penis.  James stared at the coach's.  The two of
them masturbated silently, eyes on each other.  The coach was pretty turned
on, spanking his monkey with a young boy.  James was pretty turned on too,
spanking it with the coach.  Several minutes passed, in companionable
silence.

   "Well," The coach finally said, "This is fun, but we need to wind it up.
My next class will be along shortly.  Oh, I'll give you a slip for your
next class, you'll be late since you still need to dress."

   James grimaced, and felt his legs lock.  He forced his dick down towards
the can, grunted, and began to ejaculate in long forceful strings of semen.
The coach was impressed in spite of himself.  James not only had a big
dick, he had big balls, and they stood him well.  There were eight or nine
big squirts before the stream slowed, and then a few dribbles.  The air
filled with the smell of semen.  The coach felt his whole body jerk, and
then he was coming too, spilling his seed on top of James's.

   "Thank you, Gomez," The coach said.  "That was good idea you had.  I
needed that."

   James snickered to himself as he wiped his dick on his towel.

   "I don't have to tell you to keep this to yourself, of course." The
coach said, and James nodded.

   "Here." He took the hall pass the coach offered him, saluted, and
disappeared out the door.  The coach was spraying the room with air
freshener as he left.



   --==+==-

   Funny how stuff turns out, James thought as he made his way to his next
class.  I thought I was going to get in trouble, and instead I got to jerk
off.  With the coach.  Was that a circle jerk?  There were only two of us.
Not much of a circle.  Oh well.



   --==+==-

   The next day, something new and interesting happened.  A new boy
appeared in gym class.  James didn't pay him much attention, he was more
worried about Tony.  When gym was over, and they went to the showers, James
went all the way down to the end, by himself.  He was about halfway
through, hurrying somewhat, when the noises started.  It sounded to him
just like when everybody made fun of his dick.  Then the new boy showed up,
down at James's end.

   "They said I had to come down here with you." The new boy said,
apologetically.  James looked up at him, and was instantly in shock.  The
new boy had a big dick, as big as his, at least!  Damn!  James felt an
instant kinship with him.

   "Yeah." James said, laughing.  "This is where the freaks shower."

   The new boy laughed.

   "What is your name again?" James asked, embarrassed he couldn't
remember.

   "Robert." Said the boy.  Okay, Robert, James thought.

   "They will ride you pretty hard, probably.  They do me.  The one to look
out for is Tony, Teeny-dick Tony.  He seems to really take it personally."

   The new boy laughed again.  "I'll consider myself warned."

   They finished their showers in silence, and dressed, and left the gym
together.  James hung out with Robert off and on the rest of the day,
filling him in about the school and its quirks and screwed-up social scene.
He gave Robert a verbal list of whom he felt were the most foxiest girls,
and told him the ones he thought would or were putting out.  Not that it
did much good for either of them, they were both a little shy and nervous
around girls.  Too bad they just couldn't show them their dicks.  James had
always hoped that the gym class guys would spread the word around, but it
didn't seem to be happening.  The bastards.

   Finally, school was over.  James walked home, alone, as usual.  He went
to his room and locked the door, and turned on his computer.  He had two,
maybe three hours of aloneness before his Mom got home, and usually
utilized that time looking at porn and jerking off.  His hobby, as he
thought of it.  He wondered what Robert did, if Robert was as sex-crazy as
he was.  He wondered if Robert jerked off a lot, too.



   --==+==-

   The next day was much the same, and as school wound down James had an
idea.  He found out Robert lived on the same side of town as he did, and
invited him to stop by his place after school.  Robert accepted readily. 
They walked the short distance to James's house, and went up the stairs to
James's room.  James turned on the TV, turned it down, and turned on the
computer.  They spent a few quick minutes finishing homework.

   When that was done, James began questioning Robert, trying to be subtle.
He quickly established that Robert liked looking at porn too, and so they
moved to the computer.  James showed Robert all his favorite stuff, and
they looked over hundreds of images.  Robert seemed to be enjoying himself,
and James was pleased.

   James had a pretty good hard-on by now, uncomfortably so, and he looked
at Robert's crotch, and could see a definite lump.  He took a deep breath,
summoned up his courage, and asked, "So.  Do you jerk off any?"

   Robert looked at him and laughed, not seeming to be bothered by the
question.  "Yeah, a lot.  Two or three times a day."

   "Me too.  Sometimes more."

   They passed a few more minutes in silence.  Finally James could stand it
no more.

   "So.  Do you wanna?"

   Robert did look surprised at that.  Then he looked puzzled for a moment,
and then smiled shyly.

   "I don't care.  Sure."

   They both stood, slowly.  James pulled his pants down, and then his
underwear.  It didn't matter, they had already seen each others dicks in
gym class.  Not hard, of course.

   "My Mom won't be home for two more hours.  And she never comes in my
room anyway, so don't worry." He told Robert, watching Robert get his own
dick out of his pants.

   As they sat back down, James surreptitiously examined Robert's dick.  It
was every bit as long as his, a foot at least, and it was a nice dick. 
Unlike James's, which had a definite upward bent, Robert's dick was
laser-straight, and tapered down slightly the whole length of the shaft, to
the cap.  They were both circumcised.  Robert, like James, had a nice large
cap on the end of his dick.  James put one hand on himself and began
stroking, as he operated the computer with the other.  Robert used both
hands, running them up and down his shaft, shivering with pleasure.

   James felt like he was in his element.  If sex with girls was this much
fun, he couldn't wait.  They killed an hour, stroking and looking, although
they seemed to spent a lot of time watching each other, too.  James tried
Robert's technique, but he liked concentrating his efforts on the cap of
his dick more.

   Finally, James began to worry about his Mom coming home from work.  He
told Robert they needed to think about finishing up, and Robert looked at
him blankly.  "Do you mean cum?"

   "I guess so," James said, and got up, and got his favorite towel from
under the bed.  He arranged it on the floor, and they returned to
masturbating.  Finally James felt the familiar feeling start, and he locked
his knees and began spraying semen onto the towel.  Robert came at almost
the same time, and James was pleased to notice that Robert came as much as
he did.  The towel was soaked.

   "Well, that was fun." Said Robert, and James nodded.

   "Yeah, I do that every day after school.  It's my hobby."

   Robert laughed.



   --==+==-

   That was the sequence for the next few days.  Almost every day Robert
came over, they whacked off together, and Robert went home.  Finally, one
day, James invited Robert to stay for dinner, and Robert met James's Mom.
Then the fun really started.

   James's Mom.  She was something.  She was young, in her early thirties,
and she was good looking.  Damn good looking.  James had always known that,
and always kind of been in love with her.  Lately, he was more in lust with
her than anything.

   She was tall, almost as tall as James.  Statuesque was a good word for
her.  Her face was beautiful, she had long dark hair, and dark dusky skin.
She had the coolest round tits he'd seen, and her ass was out of this
world. James didn't feel too bad lusting after her, he knew that she was
not his real Mom, even though she had raised him by herself.  His dad had
disappeared long ago, when he was just a few years old.  Anyway, she was
beautiful.  Beautiful and sexy, although she didn't seem to try and be. 
She just was.

   James used to have fantasies that he would grow up and marry her.  Now
they were just that he had sex with her.  He didn't feel too guilty...  He
knew society in general frowned on parents and children having sex
together, but he didn't care much.  He just knew what he liked.

   Anyway, when Robert met her, James could tell instantly that Robert was
every bit as in lust with her as he was.  Robert hung on her every word,
and his eyes never left her.  When she turned around to prepare dinner, his
eyes were glued to her ass, beautiful in a pair of tight slacks.  James was
amused, and a little turned on himself.

   The next day, at school, Robert gushed and gushed about James's Mom. 
That afternoon, when they adjourned to James's bedroom, Robert gushed some
more.

   "I can't believe you get to live with such a fox like that.  I just have
to live with my dad.  It's not fair at all."

   James laughed.  Robert went on.

   "I would be jerking off every minute if I lived here.  God, she's a
fox..."

   James decided it was time to play one of his trump cards.  He led Robert
downstairs to the living room, and selected an old, worn photo album from
the bookcase.  They both sat down on the couch, and James placed the book
on his knees.  He knew exactly where to turn in the book.  Robert drew in a
convulsive breath of air, and then stopped breathing completely when James
got to the page.

   There, in all her glory, was a young, sexy, stark naked Jessica. 
Standing with some naked guy with a long dick, staring at the camera,
laughing.  Her tits were fantastic, round and globular, like two
grapefruits on her chest.  Her aureoles were the size of fifty-cent pieces.
Her nipples were as big as his fingertip.  Her stomach was smooth and flat,
with plates of muscle visible.  In one picture she was half turned away
from the camera, exposing her beautiful ass.  She had no tan lines.  Her
pussy was hairy, god it was hairy.  It turned Robert on intensely.  He
could stare at this for hours.  Weeks.

   "That's my dad." James said.  "My real one.  That's where I got my dick
from, I guess.  Anyway, they used to go to nudist camps.  Hey!  That's me!"
He pointed to a naked little boy at their feet.

   "Oh god, oh god, oh god..." was all Robert could seem to say.  He took
the book and examined it closely.  There were six pictures in all, Jessica
playing with a ball, laying beside a pool, and just walking through tall
grass.  Robert's dick was purple by now.

   "Turn the page.  It gets better." James said.  Robert did, and took in
another gulp of air.  In one picture was Jessica, her legs through the
hoops on a swing set, her legs halfway spread, her pussy in almost complete
view.  Robert seized his dick and began pumping in earnest, causing James
to ask him to please not cum on the couch.  There were ten nudist pictures
in all, and James knew them all by heart.

   "Where was this at?" Robert finally asked.

   "I dunno, I think somewhere in Arkansas.  My mom still makes jokes about
Arkansas and hillbillies and so on."

   Robert finally had to take his hands off his dick, before he came.  He
wanted to kiss the picture showing her pussy, but he finally handed the
book back to James.

   "I don't know if I can stand much more of this, James.  Jeezus."

   James lugged the book upstairs, and they both whacked off looking at the
picture of Jessica's pussy.  It was pretty intense for both of them,
although James had already spanked it to that picture numerous times.

   "Look." He told Robert.  "I've scanned those pics, I took them out and
scanned them.  I'll give you a DVD of them, but you have to promise never
to let them get out.  In fact you need to encrypt them, do you have an
encrypted drive?  I can't let her see them on the internet somewhere."

   "Oh yes, oh god yes...  I have an encrypted drive, that's where I keep
my porn.  Yes, please, thank you, oh god thank you."

   "Yah.  No biggie." James had another idea.  It was his single biggest
secret, but he felt like he knew Robert well enough to trust him with it
also.  He felt like Robert would appreciate it.

   "Hang on, let me lock the front door." James left the room and went
downstairs, his still half-hard dick flopping in front of him.  He went
downstairs and slid the chain lock in place, just in case his Mom came home
early, and rejoined Robert upstairs.

   "Follow me." They left James's room, and went down the hall to Jessica's
room.  Robert was in heaven just being in her bedroom.  Everything was
frilly, real girly, and she had a huge queen-sized bed that he imagined
making love to her on.  Hell, he didn't want to simply make love to her. 
He wanted to fuck her.  Hard.

   James went to her closet and pulled out her dirty clothes basket.  He
dug around in it for a moment, and pulled out his prize.  A nice used pair
of panties.  Robert almost swooned.

   James exposed the crotch, and gave it a good sniff.  Yes, they were
yesterdays.  Still damp, even.  He handed them to Robert.

   Robert sat on her bed, his rock-hard dick sticking up, higher than ever,
halfway to his chest.  He buried his face in the panties, breathing her
scent in, loving the wonderful smell of her pussy.  He almost felt like he
was actually smelling her pussy, it was so intense.  Hell, he was actually
was smelling her pussy.  He moved to where he imagined her beautiful
asshole would be, imagining he saw the lightest of streaks there, and
breathed in the fantastic bitter scent.

   "You are the luckiest sumbitch I know." Robert mumbled, between sniffs.
James had found another pair of panties, and was snorting her too.  They
sniffed and stroked, both almost to the edge of coming already.

   "I like to cum in her toilet." James told Robert, and they crowded into
her little bathroom.  Robert came first, hard and fast, the panties
plastered to his face.  James was amused by his intensity.  James took his
place and had a nice long cum too, sniffing deeply on the panties he had
taken.  He had to clean up some splashes on the rim of the toilet, and then
he flushed it.

   "You can have those panties, Robert..." James said, and Robert's eyes
bugged out.  "I've taken a few myself over the years...  she doesn't ever
seem to miss them..."

   James collected the laundry basket, and took it downstairs and dumped it
into the washer, along with his clothes, to hide the theft.  He started the
washer, his dick flopping about, and after unlatching the front door they
made their way back upstairs.  Robert collapsed on his bed, his
semi-tumescent dick also flopping about freely.

   "That was the most intense cum I've ever had." Robert said.  "Again, you
are one lucky fucker.  Damn."

   James laughed.  He knew he was.

   "There will be a fresh pair tomorrow.  Just try to hold out until then."

   Robert reverently folded the panties James had given him, and carefully
put them in his pocket.  They were now his most treasured possession.  He
couldn't wait until tomorrow.



   --==+==-

   James got a pleasant surprise the next day at school.  In the lunch
room, he suddenly found himself standing next to Missy, one of his favorite
fantasy girls.  She gave him a strange look, turned and spoke to a
girlfriend, and then turned back to him.

   "Hi, James." She said, surprising him that she even knew his name.  She
gave a pointed look at his crotch.  "I hear you are...  quite a guy..."

   He didn't know what to do but shake his head and laugh, and she was
gone. He thought he knew what she meant.  She had to be talking about his
dick.  Maybe word was getting around.  Maybe he was on the brink, the brink
of getting lucky.  It's about time, he thought.  He liked Missy, a lot, and
he hoped that she would like him for more than just his dick, but he'd take
whatever he could get.  It would be better than what he was getting now.



   --==+==-

   That afternoon they raced to James's house.  Well, Robert raced, James
just tried to keep up.

   "Did you whack it last night?  With those panties?" James asked, as he
chained the front door.  Robert laughed.

   "Yeah.  Twice, once after I went to bed.  Thanks a million for giving
those to me."

   "My pleasure."

   They made their way upstairs, dropping their books off in James's room,
and pausing to pull their dicks out of their pants.  They both just
unzipped, leaving their pants buttoned, and pulled their dick and balls out
of the slit.  They were both already pretty hard.

   They moved to Jessica's room, and James rummaged through her dirty
clothes, emerging with a nice pair of white panties.  He examined them
momentarily before passing them to Robert.

   "Those look like a nice pair.  A nice stinky pair."

   They were.  They looked like they'd been worn a week, all crusted with
dried pussy juice, and a definite racing stripe in the back.  Robert just
about fainted with joy.  He sucked her fantastic smell into his nose, and
closed his eyes.  James was out of luck, since he'd done laundry yesterday
there were no panties for him.  He consoled himself with her sexy black
bra, rubbing his penis with it, smearing pre-cum all over it.  He watched
Robert with amusement.

   "Oh shit!" Robert's eyes flew open.  "I'm gonna cum!" James dropped the
bra and cupped his hands, holding them down towards the end of Robert's
dick.  Robert got the idea, and guided his dick into Roberts hands and
Robert placed his thumb over the cap of it to hold it in place.  Robert
ground in and out a little, and James regarded it with amusement as Robert
fucked his hand somewhat.  Finally Robert began to spew, a few splashes
going over onto the floor, and half-way filled James's cupped hands up with
hot semen.  Robert finally relaxed and gave one last dribble, and James
went into the bathroom, dumped the handful of sperm in the toilet, and
washed his hands.

   "Uhm, thanks...  sorry about that..." Robert was a bit embarrassed, but
James just pooh-poohed it.  He had actually enjoyed it a bit more than he
thought he would, the feel of Robert's hot hard dick in his hands kind of
turned him on.  Again, for the umpteenth time, he wondered if the was
slightly gay.  Does simply liking dicks make you gay?  He didn't think so,
but...



   --==+==-

   This was their routine for quite a while.  A quick intense jerk-off
fueled by furious panty-sniffing, and then an afternoon of slow
masturbation while surfing porn, followed by another cum-fest right before
Jessica got home.  Robert became a fixture at their house, his dad didn't
care where he was or what he did.

   One day, as they sat in front of the computer, they both turned
slightly, and their dicks touched together.  For some reason that turned
James on intensely, and he had an idea.  He felt like he knew Robert well
enough now to approach the subject now without much hear.  Plus, Robert
always seemed willing to go along with his ideas.

   "Robert.  That felt good.  Let's rub out dicks together." Robert didn't
look fazed in the slightest.  They turned their chairs to face each other
even more, and brought the heads of their dicks together.  The soft silky
hardness of it was intense to both of them, and they began to rub in
earnest.  At one point James grasped the caps of each dick together in one
hand and rubbed softly.  It was great fun.  Robert seemed to enjoy it as
much as he did.  After a few minutes of this James dropped all pretense,
and grasped Robert's dick with both hands, pumping it slowly.  Robert
leaned forward and grasped James's dick much the same way, and copied his
motions.  Occasionally glancing at the spread-eagled girl on the computer,
they masturbated each other for twenty or thirty minutes, both enjoying the
sensations.  James finally cupped Roberts balls, and squeezed his hand
around the top of Robert's ball sack, loving the soft feel of it.

   "It's not like we're gay or anything." James finally said.

   "Yeah.  Not like." Said Robert.

   James looked at the clock.  It was time to finish.

   "Go ahead." He said.  They finished.



   --==+==-

   One day, as they masturbated, James had an idea.

   "Robert.  Have you ever tried to suck yourself?"

   Robert laughed, and said.  "Sure.  Who hasn't."

   James said, "I have tried, and I can almost reach it.  Maybe if you
pushed on my legs I could.  Would you?"

   "Sure." Said Robert, still laughing.

   James gathered up his pillows off his bed, and lay them on the floor. 
He got down on his shoulders, his feet in the air, his back laying against
his bed.  His ass spread out, his asshole stretched, and his balls hung low
in front of his face.  His dick looked cool from this angle, he thought. 
So close.  He lowered his pelvis as far as he could, and strained to reach
his long hard cock with his mouth.  It was so close.

   Robert knelt, and put his hands on the backs of James's knees.  James
was very conscious of Robert's dick looming before him, almost in his face.
Weirdly, it made his dick even harder.  Robert slowly and gently pushed
down on his legs, causing his back to stretch.  His mouth approached his
penis closer and closer, and he got more excited.  This really was going to
work.  He was thankful again that he had a long dick.  Robert gently
bounced his legs up and down a little, letting his muscles stretch and
stretch.  James could hardly breath.  Suddenly, his tongue touched his
cock. Jeezus, he was excited.  He glanced at Robert's hard cock, just
inches from his face, and saw it was rock hard, the cap purple.

   Robert spent a while longer just stretching James's muscles, and at last
came the moment James was hoping for.  He slid the cap of his own dick into
his mouth.  It didn't feel quite as exciting as he'd thought it would... 
it certainly didn't feel like somebody else's dick.  Weird.  His tongue did
feel warm and wet on it.  He was excited tremendously, in any case.

   He rocked a while, Robert pushing and releasing on his legs, and finally
managed to get an inch of his shaft into his mouth.  He was about to come,
he realized.  He wondered what Robert would think if he came in his own
mouth, and ate his sperm.  After all we've done together, surely it won't
bother him.  He began sucking in earnest.

   "Robert..." He finally managed to say, his lungs almost collapsing. 
"I'm going to come."

   James stuck his legs straight out, parallel with the floor.  He locked
his knees, which he liked to do when he came.  He sucked as much of his
penis into his mouth as he could, sucking hard, loving the feel of the cap
on his lips.  He imagined he could taste his own pre-cum, although he had
tasted it before, and it didn't seem to have a taste.  The slipperiness of
it just felt sexy to him.

   At last James came, as his back started to cramp.  He filled his own
mouth with his own semen, some spilling down his cheek.  He groaned in
pleasure, and then straightened up, cracking his back.  He slowly fell over
on his side and lay there, exhausted.

   "Thanks, Robert." He said.

   "No problem." Robert said.

   After James recovered, he helped Robert get in the same position he'd
been in.  James couldn't believe how quickly Robert took his dick in his
mouth.  That's not fair, he thought.  Robert seemed more limber than he
was. Robert sucked lustily away on his own penis, getting a good three
inches of it in his mouth, to James's envy.  We'll have to do this two or
three times a week, James thought.  I'm sure I can get stretched enough to
suck as deeply as he is.  Just a matter of time.

   It was interesting to watch Robert come.  His large balls, hanging down
and swinging freely, pulled up tightly to his body.  His asshole puckered
and un-puckered as he pumped his prostate.  Finally Robert came, hard,
filling his mouth with semen.  He lay exhausted, like James had, and James
guided him down to the floor, where he lay like a dead man.

   "Pretty intense, huh." Said James.

   "Hell yeah." Said Robert.  "We need to do that once a week from now on.
In a few months I bet I can deep throat myself."

   "Just what I was thinking." Said James.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 2 : Kat & The Boys

   "James!"

   It was his mother, calling him.  He turned off the TV and went out onto
the landing.  His mom regarded him from below.

   "James, come down here.  I need a favor from you."

   He went down the stairs, and followed her into the dining room.

   "Yeah?"

   "James, for the next few weeks Alice has to work late, and she needs
somebody to watch Kat for her.  I told her you probably would, just for a
few hours after school, well, until I get home, really.  I'll take her home
after that.  She can just walk here from school, or maybe you could walk
with her."

   James was seriously disappointed.  This would totally ruin his jack-off
sessions with Robert.  For how long?

   "For just a few weeks.  I'm sorry, I know you don't need a little kid
running around, but poor Alice needs all the help she can get.  Will you?"

   There wasn't much he could do but agree.

   "I'll pay you, if you promise not to tell Alice or Kat.  I'll pay you
twenty five bucks a week, okay?"

   Oh, that made it a lot better.  Twenty five bucks a week, just to watch
the brat.  Done.

   "Good.  Thank you, James, I knew I could depend on you."



   --==+==-

   James told Robert the next day at school.  They finished out the week in
their usual routine, snorting Jessica's panties and looking at porn. 
Robert spent the night that weekend, and they did more of the same, but
without the panties since Jessica was home.  Finally Monday rolled around.
School sucked, as usual, and then James walked to the four-thru-six
building.  Robert tagged along for lack of anything better to do.  They had
to wait a few minutes, and then a wave of little kids blasted out the
doors.

   Kat finally spotted James, and left her friends and joined the boys. 
James introduced her to Robert, and they made their way towards James's
house.  He thoughtfully took her stack of books, admiring her firm little
ass, clad in a pair of tight jeans.  She was flat as a board, but she had a
nice ass, for a little girl.  He racked her mind to remember how old she
would be now.  Ten?  nine?

   Robert saved him by asking her.  She said nine.  Good.  Almost a woman.
Standing on he brink.  Cool.

   They got home, the door unlocked, and were in.  The three of them
stopped in the living room and quickly did their homework, just to get it
out of the way.  Kat wondered through the house, having only been over a
few times before.  James tried to look at her as objectively as he could,
pretending she wasn't his cousin, although he realized to a horny boy than
made no difference.  It wouldn't have mattered if she was his sister.

   She was small, well over a head below him.  She had dirty blonde hair,
in a kind of page-boy cut.  Cute.  Her eyes were brown, and her nose had a
definite up-turned pug look to it.  A few freckles dusted her cheeks.  She
basically looked like a cute little girl.  He decided she was sexy, in her
own way, and that she would probably really be a fox in a few more years.
Maybe he should ingrain himself with her now, to plan ahead for the future.
He felt like he should definitely get to know her better, and to let her
know that he liked her.

   That was pretty much it for the day, when Jessica got home she fed them
all, and then took Kat home.  Robert went home, and the day played out. 
The next day was much the same, and the day after.  Then, James and Robert
ended up with little or no homework, while Kat had loads of it.  They left
her downstairs, and retired to James's room, where James locked the door.

   "Quick, let's spank it, for old time's sake."

   Robert laughed, and pulled out his dick.  James turned on the computer
and called up some decent porn, and they began jacking off.  The passed a
few minutes in companionable silence, and suddenly there was a knock on the
door.

   "Oh shit." James began trying to stuff twelve inches of hard meat back
into his pant.  Robert was having the same trouble.

   "Y'all in there?  Am I bothering you?"

   "Yes." James said under his breath, and "No!' out loud.  He closed the
picture down on the computer, and went to the door.  He was too polite just
to tell her to get lost, although he thought about it.

   She stood at the door, a smile on her face.

   "What were you all doing?  Guy stuff?"

   Now what he hell did she mean by that?  he wondered, inviting her into
the room.  She sat on his bed.

   "Naw, just looking at some stuff."

   She snorted.  She seemed suspicious.

   "No really." He said.  "Tanks and airplanes and stuff."

   "That's why you had the door locked?" She said, almost laughing at him.

   "Habit, I guess."

   Robert seemed amused by the whole thing.  He gave James a look.  James's
mind raced.  This had...  possibilities...

   "Okay, Kat.  You caught us.  We were looking at porn."

   As forward as she had seemed to be, this seemed to scandalize her.  Then
she got a predatory grin on her face.

   "Yeah, I thought so.  Most guys do."

   "Yeah, it's natural, I guess."

   The silence dragged.  James was slightly turned on by his admission.  He
wondered if she was more curious, but afraid to say.

   "You ever look at porn, Kat?" He finally asked her.  She shrugged.

   "I've seen my share.  Mostly skanky hos, I think..."

   James and Robert both laughed at that.

   "You ever seen people...  doin' it?" He asked.  She shrugged again.

   "I guess.  A little."

   "Well, if you're ever curious, I've got some stuff I can show you...  if
you want, of course..."

   She was silent for a few seconds.  Then she simply said, "Okay."

   The silence dragged, again.  Finally Kat sat forward.  "Well?  Are you
gonna show me?"

   James laughed silently at her eagerness.  He knew that she was hooked.
He wondered if she'd ever really seen pictures of men and women fucking. 
This might be interesting.  This had possibilities.  She was young, and his
cousin, but she was still a girl.  And a fairly cute one, at that.

   James went to his favorite folder.  It didn't have fucking, but it had
girls showing it all, spreading wide.  He started at the top.

   Half an hour later, he figured she was ready for the hard stuff.  She
was sitting on his lap now, or rather on his legs, and she actually seemed
to be enjoying the pictures.  She didn't make any more comments about
skanky hos, at least.

   He went to his fucking folder.  Kat was silent as she watched picture
after picture of men fucking women, and women being fucked.

   "You ever seen that before?"

   She was silent a moment.  "Not in pictures...  I've seen my Mom doing
it, but that's all..."

   Jeezus.  James and Robert traded glances.  That was...  interesting...

   "Tell us about it, please..."

   "Well, just some guy that used to come over...  I heard a noise one
night and I peeked in her room...  She was up on her hands and knees, and
he was behind her...  He seemed really rough with her, but she seemed to
like it.  She squealed and squealed at the end.  I saw his wanger and
everything."

   "Heh.  Cool." James said.  He placed his hand on her small butt, turned
on by her story.  She didn't seem to notice his hand.

   They spent the rest of the afternoon looking at pictures, James trying
to find harder and harder material to see if it would capture her interest.
The pee sex stuff make her laugh.  He also had dozens of movies of Japanese
chicks pooping, that seemed to disgust her a little bit.  Oddly, she seemed
to just like looking at pretty girls the most.  He wondered if she was gay.
He wanted to show her dicks.  He wanted to show her his dick, mostly... 
His mind boiled with ideas, discarding them, turning them over, wondering
how he could get her to do it and make it look like her idea.  Make her
think it was her idea.  Possibilities, possibilities.

   Finally they heard Jessica come through the front door.  James shut down
his computer, and they went down for dinner.  He trusted Kat to keep her
mouth shut, and she didn't disappoint him.

   The next day was much the same.  They finished their homework and
traipsed upstairs, and Kat settled on James's lap again.  James fired up
the porno machine.

   "You guys ever do stuff?  While you're looking a pics?" Kat suddenly
asked.  James was taken a bit aback.

   "Stuff?  What do you mean, stuff?"

   "You know.  Guy stuff."

   "What is guy stuff."

   "You know..."

   "It's okay, we're all adults here.  What do you mean, guy stuff."

   "You know...  you ever rub yourself and stuff?"

   "Oh, that." He regarded Robert's gaze, behind her head.  "Yeah,
sometimes.  So?"

   "So nothing.  I just wondered."

   "What do you know about that?"

   "A little."

   "A little?  How?"

   "Bella...  she's a girl in my class.  I go home with her sometimes... 
Her brother, he does it all the time...  he does it in front of her
sometimes...  she says he spanks it...  I don't know if she means for
real..."

   "That's a, uhm, euphemism for masturbation." Robert spoke up.  Good old
technical Robert.

   She had a blank look on her face.  James said, "Spanking the monkey. 
Whacking off.  Jacking off.  Playing with yourself."

   There.  She understood that one.  She nodded.

   "Yeah, that's what he does.  Plays with his weenie.  She's seen him do
it a lot of times.  I never have." That last part, she almost sounded
wistful.  James wondered just how badly she wanted to see it.

   "Yeah, we do that sometimes.  All guys do, I think.  Some girls even do
it."

   She giggled at that, for some reason.

   They looked at a few more pictures.

   "Well?" Kat said.  "Why aren't you doing it?  Because I'm here?"

   Although that was the exact reason, James didn't want to just come out
and say it.  He looked at Robert again.  "What do you think?"

   "Hey." Robert seemed oddly unsure.  "Whatever you want to do."

   "I guess we could.  What time is it?"

   They still had plenty of time.  He stood her on the floor, and went and
locked his door just in case.  He was aware of Kat watching him intently.
He realized she was eager to see his dick.  He wondered if she'd ever seen
a real one before, up close.  Other than that guy she spied on as he fucked
her mom.

   "Look." He said, an idea popping into his skull.  "If we're gonna get
naked, you have too also.  Fair?"

   "Okay.  Fair." She acquiesced immediately, surprising him.  She
surprised him even more by stripping off her shirt, and dropping her jeans
to the floor.  As she pulled her panties down, he admired her cute little
flat titties.  Jeezus, they actually looked hard.  He was started to
realize that she was a little sexpot.  This was great.

   She was stark naked, and they hadn't even started.  Slowly James drew
his shirt off, and dropped his pants.  He was used to being naked, but
usually when he jacked off with Robert they just pulled their dicks out of
their pants.  What the hell.  He went ahead and stripped, and Robert did.

   When he pulled his underwear down and his hardening dick flopped free,
Kat gulped, and regarded Robert's massive prick also.

   James felt proud.  Of both himself, and Robert.  He knew that for the
rest of her life, she would probably measure every dick she saw against
these two.  And how rarely would she find one that matched up.  Plus, she
was little, and they probably looked even bigger to her than normal.

   "Well?  What do you think?" He said, wondering what was going through
her mind.

   "That...  that's a lot bigger than my mom's boyfriend...  a lot..."

   Both the boys snickered.  They both knew how impressive their dicks
were, even to a girl who'd probably not seen a lot of dicks.

   "I saw some boy's weenies on the playground when they peed...  they were
tiny..."

   Both Robert and James had full erections by now, James was excited just
by showing her his dick.  He looked at her little mound, seeing the slit
disappear between her legs.  His dick got harder yet.

   The computer was forgotten.  James and Robert stood before her as she
sat on the edge of his bed.  They both began to stroke their dicks, showing
her how they did it.  She seemed fascinated.

   "Kat." James spoke.

   "What." She jumped.

   "This would be way more intense...  if you would, uhm, if you would
spread your legs out where we could see you..."

   "Me?  You mean I would make you feel better?" She instinctively spread
her legs wide, at the same time hardly believing that she could be an
object of interest to them.  She lay back a little, to afford a better view
even.

   James and Robert were entranced.  She had a beautiful little pussy.  Not
a hair on it.  Clean and...  damn...  just beautiful.  James decided then
and there that he was going to taste it before this was over.

   She seemed amused by the whole thing, now.  James stroked harder,
staring at her cute little pussy.  He wanted to taste her pussy, and sniff
her asshole.  He wanted to sniff her pussy, and taste her asshole.  He
wanted to do it all.  And he felt like it was in his grasp, as willing as
she'd been so far.

   He moved over in front of her.

   "Kat...  can I rub you with it?  Want me to?"

   She looked at little unsure, but finally said "Okay..."

   His bed was high enough that he just had to push down the end of his
dick slightly, and he began to rub the cap of it up and down in her pussy
slit.  She sighed and relaxed, and seemed completely comfortable with him
doing it.  He went on for a few minutes, and finally turned to Robert.

   "Want to smell it?" Robert nodded, and bent down to the cap of James's
dick, taking it in his hand.  He sniffed a few times, saying "Yummy", and
then surprised them both by taking the cap of James's dick in his mouth. 
He swished it around, and grinned up at them.

   James returned to rubbing her pussy when Robert gave him his dick back.
It felt even better, wet with Robert's saliva.  Finally he noticed her
breathing was becoming deeper and deeper, and her eyes rolled back in her
head.

   "Jeezus, she's coming!" He said to Robert, and they both watched in
fascination as her small body trembled and shook uncontrollably.  She
finally relaxed again, and grinned up at them.

   "That was good..."

   "You came, darling." Said James, laughing softly.

   "I don't know what it was but I liked it." She said, a puzzled look on
her face.

   "That's called coming.  It's like the payoff for having sex."

   "We are having sex then?"

   "We're pretty close to it, I think."

   Through all this he just kept on rubbing.  Finally, he had a generous
thought, and moved aside so Robert could get some time in.  Her pussy
seemed moist, he wondered if she was able to get wet yet.  Robert moved in
with gusto, and proceeded to rub in her slit for twenty minutes or so,
until she came again.  She was really starting to like that feeling.  She
was glad she'd disturbed the boys, glad it had led to this.  She felt like
she'd really learned something valuable.  She felt like she was ahead of
the curve.

   Robert finally took the initiative.

   "Kat...  could you turn on your stomach and stick your butt in the air?
I want to kiss your bottom if you don't mind..."

   She immediately did as he wished, sticking her little ass high in the
air.  The boys regarded her little brown wrinkled anus with awe, and then
James nodded to Robert.  Robert slowly placed a hand on each buttock, and
spread her beautiful little ass apart.  He moved his nose down, and
breathed in her wonderful scent.  Her ass smelled just like what an ass
should smell, strong and spicy and intense, and he felt his dick get even
harder yet.  Was there no end?

   He gave James a chance to smell her before he slurped her up like an
oyster.  James seemed turned on, also, by the raw smell of her, and he
stopped and ran his dick up and down her slit a few times.  She shivered.
He moved aside and Robert took his place again.

   Robert had never actually tasted an ass before.  Sure, he'd slurped
Jessica's panties many times, but he'd never had the real thing, the real
hot moist pulsating thing.  It almost made his eyes water.  Without a
thought further he fastened his mouth around her little anus, sucking in
her taste, reveling in the raw sensation of it.  It was truly intense.  It
had a bitter bite to it, but it was wonderful.  He was in heaven.  It
didn't matter that this was a little nine year old ass, it was an ass, and
it was his, for the moment.  He felt like he had died and gone to heaven.

   James, Robert and Kat had no idea how much time had passed.  James
looked at the clock and was horrified how late it was.  His mom was due
home in just fifteen minutes.  He tapped Robert on the shoulder, causing
the other boy to pull his face out of the young girl's ass.

   "We gotta finish up, if we're gonna.  It's almost time."

   James grabbed his towel from under the bed, then paused.

   "Kat.  Could we jack off on you?"

   "Sure." She didn't even pause to think.  He wondered if she had any idea
what he was asking.

   She lay spread eagled, on his bed, her legs over the side.  The two boys
began jacking off in earnest, and it didn't take long at all, as turned on
as they both were.  As they both came at once, strings of semen sprayed
out, all over her chest, her stomach, her pussy.  She laughed in surprise,
watching the twitching dicks spray on her.  The smell was intense.  It was
over quickly.

   James grabbed the towel, and quickly rubbed her down.  "Go, darling,
jump in the shower, you smell like cum, just rinse yourself, okay?"

   He got the water warm for her, and she stepped in and rinsed her body
while the boys dressed.  When she got out James dried her off with a fresh
towel, and handed her her clothes.  He bent down and kissed her pussy
softly before she drew her panties up.

   "Tomorrow, okay?  We'll try a few things tomorrow, yes?"

   She grinned and nodded.  He realized that he loved her.  He looked at
Robert, and saw the same love in Robert's eyes.  Damn.  They had a girl
now. This was getting better and better.



   --==+==-

   Tomorrow couldn't come quickly enough for James or Robert.  They raced
through school, impatient as ever, and zoomed over to the grade school to
wait for Kat.  They walked her home, straight up the stairs and into
James's bedroom.  He locked the door.

   "Well." He said, regarding the two of them.  Kat looked as innocent as
ever, and he could hardly believe he'd sprayed his sperm all over her
yesterday.  His dick began to get hard.  This was going to be fun.

   "Wanna look at pictures?  Or just strip down and start?" He finally
said, as they both sat on the edge of his bed.

   In answer, Kat slowly pulled her shirt over her head.  James and Robert
were eager as ever, and in just a few seconds they were nude, waiting on
her to catch up.  Finally she was naked.  How did I ever think she was not
sexy as hell, James wondered.  Her little titties were hard again, and he
promised himself to suck on them today.

   Robert's dick was hard, and stood straight out from his body.  So was
James's, though his had a definite upwards tilt to it.

   Kat finally finished undressing, and crawled up on James's bed, and lay
back, her legs slightly spread, and her knees hanging over the edge.  James
looked and Robert, and slowly kneeled in front of her.  "Kat.  Can I lick
your pussy?"

   "Sure." She said blankly, surprised he'd asked.  He lowered his face
down into her wonderful little cunt, and began licking.  The little bump of
her clit was definite, and he concentrated on it, feeling her shiver
beneath him.  Something was going on with her and Robert, he felt Robert
crawl up on the bed, and realized Kat was holding Robert's dick in her
hands.  He continued to eat her out as she played with Robert's hard dick,
and he finally looked up in time to see her tentatively take the end of it
in her mouth.  The cap was about all she could take, but that seemed to be
enough for Robert.  This went on for a few minutes.

   Finally James could stand it no more.  He wanted to taste her little
asshole.  He pulled away, and waited for a pause in her play with Robert's
cock.  She finally removed it from her mouth.

   "Kat, darling, could you get up on her hands and knees like you did for
Robert yesterday?  If he moves down there you can still suck on him, while
I kiss your butt."

   She complied, instantly, and Robert moved to the head of the bed, where
he turned and offered Kat his cock again.  She took it eagerly, and began
sucking in earnest.  James reached two trembling hands down, and pulled
apart her ass cheeks, exposing her little rectum to the light of day.  He
put his face down into her ass, breathing deeply through his nose, drinking
in her wonderful smell.  Sharp, tangy, spicy...  a thousand adjectives came
to mind.  Wonderful.  Just wonderful.  He slowly reached out his tongue and
barely touched it to the center of her puckered hole, savoring the flavor
of it, wanting to remember forever this moment.  She had a wonderful tasty
little ass.  He began to lick.

   Robert looked down at the top of her head as she sucked deeply on his
dick.  He loved her desperately, more than he ever thought he would a
little girl.  She was so cute and so sexy, he thought he couldn't stand it.
His prostate gave a lurch, and he realized that at any time he could come,
if he allowed it.

   "Kat, baby..." He said.  "I'm about to cum...  slow down..." He felt
rather than heard a snort from her, but she did slow down a little.  The
minutes stretched, both boys in heaven, and the girl seemed to be enjoying
herself, too.  When she finally came she almost bit Robert's dick before
she caught herself, and she spit it out, and gave herself up to the feeling
of her second orgasm.  Goose bumps covered her inner thighs, and she jerked
and twitched, causing James to lick her ass and clit all the harder.  He
pulled his face up from her ass and pussy finally, and she turned over and
flopped down on the bed, exhausted.

   "That was fun..." was all she had to say, and the three of them rested
for a few minutes before Robert asked "May I?" and began his turn licking
her pussy.  Kat just lay there and let him, hoping she would come again,
trusting that she would.

   After a while Robert pulled himself back up, and spread her legs
further.

   "Kat...  baby..." He asked, kind of apologetically.  "Can I stick my
finger in you, maybe just a little ways?  I'll try not to hurt you..."

   "Yes..." she said, smiling up at him, trusting him.

   "Tell me if it hurts, okay?" He licked his middle finger and made the
"fuck you" sign, positioning it in front of her little cunt.  He slowly,
carefully pressed it inwards, immediately burying it up past the nail, and
pushed it further and further in her body.  He felt her jerk once, and he
stopped, looking at her inquisitively.

   She nodded, and he continued.  He pulled it in and out a little, going a
little further each time, as her wetness coated it.  Finally his knuckles
rested on her pussy lips, and he was all the way in.

   "How does that feel, baby?" He asked, and she smiled and nodded.

   "It feels good...  I feel full...  but it's good..." He smiled, and
began slowly pumping his finger in and out, finger-fucking her.  He reached
up with his thumb and squeezed her clit every time he sank his finger in
deeply, and he felt her quiver with pleasure.

   James was slowly masturbating as he watched this, and finally he
remembered what he had seen Robert doing earlier.  He moved up on he bed,
and moved the tip of his dick to her mouth.  She accepted it easily,
sliding it into her hot wet mouth, craning her neck upwards to take as much
of it as her small mouth would allow.  She could feel the difference
between the two boy's dicks, James's was noticeably larger around, but she
enjoyed the feeling of both of them.  She decided she liked sucking dicks.
It was fun.  But then, having her pussy licked was even more fun.  And this
finger thing felt good, too.

   Robert wanted her to come badly as he stroked her.  He was glad he had
clipped his fingernails this morning, for this very reason.  Her pussy felt
so sexy wrapped around his finger, tight and hot.  He reached down with his
free hand and cupped one of her little buttocks, squeezing and kneading it.
She was so sexy, Jeezus.  He really wished they could fuck her, but as
tight as her pussy was on just his finger, he didn't think that could
happen without splitting her open.  And he sure didn't want to hurt her.

   Finally, at long last, Kat came again.  Her third!  She screwed up her
eyes, and her little nose squinched up, and she panted like a dog in
heat... Her legs twitched and jerked, and she came mightily, a big orgasm
for such a little girl.  Robert was proud of it, that he had made that
happen.  James had withdrawn his penis from her mouth when she began to
come, for safety sake, and suddenly he felt a jerk from it as he realized
he was just a stroke or two away from coming, himself.

   "Kat...  may I?" He asked, placing his penis over her stomach and chest.
She nodded, smiling, looking down at it.  Robert carefully pulled his
finger out of her pussy, sniffed it, and then popped it into his mouth. 
With his other hand he began masturbating himself, aiming his dick at her
little pussy.  James grunted loudly, coming hard, spraying sperm all over
her belly, and even shooting a stream up under her chin.  Robert finally
came, shooting his load onto her little pussy, covering it beneath a creamy
load of sperm.  They finally sat back, exhausted, the smell of fresh sperm
rising heavily from the young girls body.

   James looked at the clock.  They still had almost two hours!  Having to
baby-sit Kat was definitely the best thing that had happened to them so
far. It was going to be an interesting few weeks.  He'd already decided to
have his mom ask Alice if Kat could come over every day from now on.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 3 : James & Jessica at the Camp

   One day, just quite by chance, James and Jessica happened to be sitting
in the living room together.  When the TV show they were watching ended,
James put one of his long-term plans into action.  It was risky, he felt,
but with risk came reward.  He reached over and pulled the photo album out,
his favorite one.

   "Mom?"

   "Yes, dear."

   "Tell me about this, please." He opened the book to the nudist pages. 
He wanted his Mom to know he'd seen the pictures, that he'd seen her naked.
He wanted her to wonder if she'd turned him on.

   Jessica saw what he'd opened to, and laughed.  Not an embarrassed laugh,
just a laugh.  He admired her for not being embarrassed.

   "That was many years ago, James.  That's your father!"

   "Yeah, I figured that."

   "That place was in Arkansas, on Highway 270.  It was old way back then.
I wonder if it's still even in existence today."

   "How often did you guys go?"

   "Oh, twice a year, usually, once in the spring for a few days, and then
in the late summer for a week or so.  It was lots of fun.  Everyone was so
nice.  So...  earthy, or something."

   "Why did you stop?"

   "Well, after your dad left, there wasn't much reason for me to go by
myself.  And I pretty much had my hands full with you."

   "Would you ever go again?"

   She thought for a moment.  "Yes.  Yes, I would.  I enjoyed it, I enjoyed
the freedom of it.  And the social scene.  Totally layerless, as you can
imagine.  Just people, being themselves.  Nudist are a very special
bunch... I don't know if special is the right word for it...  but an
eclectic group.  Very sociable."

   "So, why don't we go there, instead of Myrtle Beach?"

   She actually laughed again.  "Us?  To the nudist resort?  I don't
know..."

   "Well, it's an idea."

   "That it is, that it is." She eyed him speculatively.  "You think you
could do it, at your age?  Run around for a week, with your ding dong
hanging out?"

   He actually felt a twinge from his dick when she said "ding dong".  He
knew she was just trying to be funny, but it turned him on nonetheless. 
His mom was amazing, she seemed to have absolutely no hang-ups, no
inhibitions.  He was disappointed that he so often lost his nerve when
talking to her, he thought of the sexy things that it would turn him on so
much to hear her say.  And he had little doubt that she would say them.

   "Sure I could.  It sounds like fun." That was pure bluster on his part,
he wasn't sure if he could go nude in front of people or not.  If there
were cute girls there, he'd have a hard-on the whole time.  Hell, just
seeing his mom nude would probably be enough for that.

   "Uhm.  What happens if guys have...  problems..." He wanted so bad to
say "hard-on" or "erection" but his nerve broke.  She laughed.

   "Well, most guys carry a towel around with them, just in case.  You see
a guy quite often wearing a towel." She turned the page to the page that
had the picture of her showing her pussy.  James was astounded, proud, and
turned-on.  He felt an erection coming on.  Sure enough, in the background
of that very picture, was a man with a towel around his waist.

   "Maybe that was this guy's problem.  Maybe not."

   James stared lovingly at the picture, at her beautiful hairy pussy.  He
wondered if it was still hairy.  Most everybody shaved nowadays.  He
realized he was staring at his mom's pussy while she was in the room.  It
turned him on.

   "Yeah, I could do it, I think.  Like I said, it sounds like fun."

   "Well, get online and see if the place is still open.  Happy Valley. 
I'll think about it."



   --==+==-

   James was exhilarated, abashed, embarrassed in advance, and really,
really turned on.  They had been in the car six hours so far, and he'd had
a hard-on almost the whole trip.  He realized that when they got there,
he'd have to wear a towel the whole time, probably.  But this was a dream,
really coming true.

   It was summer vacation, at long long last, and they were on their way to
Happy Valley.  The people there had been glad to accept them as trial
members, probably glad it was a mother and son instead of some pervy old
man.  I am a pervy young man, James thought.  And proud of it.

   God.  He was going to get to see his mom naked.  Nude.  Whatever.  That
alone was worth any future embarrassment he might suffer.  He'd just wear
his towel, and be happy.  His mom would understand.  His mom had given him
a long talk about the camp, about the difference between sexual nudity and
naturist nudity, and how he needed to separate the two in his mind.  It
didn't seem to bother her a bit that he would be seeing her naked, or she
him.  He idly wondered if she had any idea how big his dick was.  His dad
had a big one, why shouldn't he?  He hoped she would be surprised.  And
even proud, maybe.  He was certainly proud of it.

   He wondered again what girls might be there.  He hoped there were a few
his age, a few good-looking ones, although he was still shy around girls.
He hoped his big dick would somehow magically open doors for him, since
everyone would be able to see it.  If he could actually do it, go nude.



   --==+==-

   Another two hours, and they pulled off the road at the Happy Valley
sign, and drove another few miles.  They came up to a gate, and Jessica
pushed a button.  The speaker squawked, she identified them, and the gate
began to open.  James put on his sunglasses, so no one could see where his
eyes were looking, and he prepared himself mentally for magical sights.

   He was disappointed.  On the way to the office, he only saw a few
nudists from a distance.  They exited the car and went into the office. 
James was a bit horrified by what he saw in there.  An old man and woman
ran the camp, and they were there, in all their nudist glory.  Old, fat and
wrinkled.  James had a hard time not looking, in horrified fascination. 
The old woman's boobs hung down to her waist, almost.  The old man had a
fairly large or rather long dick, or maybe he was just seeing the effect of
years of gravity.  It was a little frightening.  His mom greeted them like
long lost friends, and they both swore they could remember her, from twelve
years ago.  Maybe they could.  It was a relief to get the business
concluded, and go find their cabin.

   Their cabin was quaint, a little two-bedroom thing with a small kitchen,
and fortunately a bathroom.  James helped his mom unload the car, and he
craned his neck here and there, looking for cute girls.  Nothing.  The
moment of truth loomed ever closer.  He had come this far without being
sure of what he would actually do when the moment came to strip down.  How
would he control his unruly dick?  The towel was his only answer.  The
towel would be his savior.

   He went in his room, and put up his clothes.

   "James!" His mom called out from her room.  "I'm going native!  Don't be
surprised!"

   I won't be surprised, I'll be turned on, he mumbled to himself.  He went
to his door, and closed it to within an inch of being shut.  His room
looked right out into the kitchen, and he hoped to catch a glimpse of her,
in the nude, before he had to come out.  His plan, formulated on the spot,
was to jerk off enough times to where his dick was finally exhausted,
satiated.  Then maybe it would stay down, at least for an hour or two.  He
turned off the light in his room, and hurriedly stripped, his dick
blossoming in the freedom of release from his jeans.  He went to the crack
of the door, and watched, and waited.

   He didn't have to wait long.  His own grunt of satisfaction surprised
and horrified him, as she walked out into the kitchen.  She didn't seem to
have heard the noise he made, at least.  She was everything he'd ever
dreamed of, ever hoped for.  Incredibly, she was even more sexy now than
she'd been in that picture of twelve years ago.  Her pussy was smooth as a
babies butt, he was pleased to notice.  Her legs were long and strong,
almost hard looking.  Her stomach was still flat, maybe not as much as
years ago, but she didn't have anything to be ashamed of.  God, she was
hot, she was just damn hot, he told himself.  Damn hot.

   His dick was hard as an ironwood tree, and he began stroking it, folding
it up along his belly so he could get closer to the crack of the door.  He
watched his mom as he silently masturbated, watching her put up groceries
and arrange the silverware in the drawer.  She was less that ten feet from
him sometimes!  Naked!  He was so in love with her it hurt, almost.

   He felt a lurch from his dick when she bent over to put something in a
lower drawer.  Her ass was the stuff of dreams, of nightmares.  He had
seen, for a split second, the darker indention where her asshole was,
nestled between her cheeks.  He hurriedly looked around, and grabbed a
small trash can, and held it out, the end of his dick down inside it.  He
came, hard and forceful, wincing at the splattery noise of his semen
hitting the bottom of the can.  He shook the end of his dick off, and
carefully set the can on the floor.  His dick did go down a little, for a
little while, but he couldn't stop staring out the crack at her, and soon
it was back up just like earlier.  Damn.

   "James!" He jumped, as she called him.  She had done it without even
looking at his room.  He wondered if she somehow knew he was spying on her.
He went to the end of the bed before yelling back, "What!"

   "Are you coming out?  Dinner is in an hour, communal dinner.  We should
go, meet everyone."

   Oh shit.  He had a full hard-on again.  Suddenly she spoke, from
literally the other side of the door.

   "James?  May I come in?"

   He dropped to the bed, and grabbed the pillow, placing it over his dick.
He almost had to force his dick down into the space between his legs.

   "Uh...  sure..."

   She opened the door, and stood there, in all her naked glory.  She
looked at him a bit strangely, sitting there in the dark with a pillow in
his lap.  She turned on the lights.  She was even more fantastic, close up.
Her skin was so dark and smooth.  He wondered if she went to the tanning
booth.  She had definite tan lines.  Sexy tan lines.  She was sexy,
personified.  Everything about her was sexy.  His mother, his beautiful
mother, stood naked before him.  Now his dick was really hard.  His tongue
was even hard.

   "James...  darling...  you're going to have to come out sometimes..."

   "Uh...  I know...  I just...  got a problem right now..."

   She actually giggled at that, causing him embarrassment.  He stared at
her, drinking her beauty in like a thirsty man in the desert.  It didn't
seem to bother her a bit that he stared.

   "James, James, you're a growing boy, it's only natural..."

   "I'm not sure...  if this was a good idea..."

   "Yes, yes it was.  It's what you make of it, James.  Don't waste your
time here hiding in your bedroom, get out and have some fun.  Get your mind
off of it.  Remember what we talked about?"

   "Uh...  yeah..."

   "Come on.  Throw that pillow away, get a towel, and let's go meet
everybody.  I'm curious to see if there are more people here that I might
know."

   After that she just stood there, her hands on her hips, waiting on him.
Was she waiting on him?  Was she waiting on him to toss the pillow?  He
wanted to show her his dick so bad.  He was proud of his dick.  He loved
his dick.  He wanted her to be proud of it.  Well, he wanted her to be
turned on by it, really.  And god, her pussy was so smooth, so beautiful.
And those tits.  He couldn't tear his eyes away.

   Finally, his arm muscles screaming in protest, he tossed the pillow
aside.  Before he could stand up he heard a sharp intake of breath from
her. He looked up.

   He had seen a lot of looks on his mom's face before, but never one of
such surprise.  He realized then that she had no idea how big his dick was.
Well, now she knew.  He just sat there, like an idiot.  Idly he wondered
where a towel was.  A big towel.  A big thick one.

   "James, James." His mother said softly, "You do have a problem.  A big
problem." She laughed, equally softly.  "Damn your father.  At least he did
do one thing right."

   That puzzled him.  He wasn't sure how his deadbeat dad fit into this. 
"What do you mean?"

   "He did leave you with one thing of value.  Damn, James.  Damn."

   That surprised him, to hear her swear like that.  He had never heard her
swear before.

   His dick was hard as ever.  My mom is looking at my dick, he told
himself, my mom.  He almost thought for a second he was going to come,
without even touching it.  He wondered if she could smell the semen in the
trash can.  He sniffed.  He could smell it.

   "So, what do you want to do?  Wear a towel?  Can you get that thing to
go down anytime soon?"

   He mumbled, weirdly embarrassed, weirdly proud.  "No, it won't... 
unless I do...  something..."

   "Something?  Like what?  Ejaculate?"

   To his shame, his face burned with embarrassment.  At the same time it
turned him on to hear his mom say the word.  He realized that her gaze
hadn't left his dick, since he first exposed it.

   "Yes, that."

   "That will make it go down?"

   "Well, actually, I did once, and it didn't..."

   "You have already?  Since we've been here?" She glanced around the room,
presumably looked for a towel or something he had masturbated into.  He
knew she could smell it, the whole room was full of the smell of it.  She
continued, "How long ago was this?"

   "About ten minutes maybe..."

   "Jeezus, James, you ejaculated ten minutes ago, and you're that hard,
again?  Good grief." She seemed genuinely impressed.  He felt a surge of
pride.  He was getting through to her.  He had to be.

   She glanced at her watch, then returned her gaze to his dick.  He
noticed she had tennis shoes on, with no socks.  For some reason it turned
him on even more, to think of her walking around naked and wearing shoes.
It really looked sexy.

   "Well." She said, "Dinner is in thirty minutes.  Let's see what we can
do about this."

   He nodded and glanced down at his dick.  Hard as a rock, it jutted
upwards at a jaunty angle.  He was pre-cumming like crazy, a huge drop of
it leaving a long string as it dripped onto the floor.  Jeezus.

   Then came the moment that utterly shocked him to his core.  His life
changed forever, with once sentence.  His mom opened her mouth, and out
came the words, "How about if I give you a hand?"

   There was no doubt whatsoever in his mind what she meant.  She was
talking about jacking him off.  She was talking about wrapping her hand
around his big dick and jerking it until he came.  He felt a wave of love
for her and her brashness that almost overwhelmed him.

   He sat back down heavily, and lay back slightly.  He felt like he was in
a dream.  He simply said, "Please...  please..."

   She had what he imagined to be a satisfied look on her face.  She sat
down beside him, facing him, one leg up on the bed, crooked at the knee. 
Her knee rubbed his ass.  Her pussy was spread wide, whether she meant that
to happen or not, he didn't know.  He couldn't look away from it.  He
jumped when her hands touched him, when she grasped his hard penis in her
warm firm hands.  Oh god, oh god.  Was this really happening?  She began to
stroke.

   The next few minutes were a dream, truly a dream.  He knew he could come
any second if he let himself, but he held back, as hard as he ever had in
his life.  He wanted this to go on forever.  Forever, capital.  He felt
like he was floating.  The sensations from his penis felt so good, so
incredibly good that he almost couldn't stand it.  His mind retreated
further and further from reality, almost unable to take what was happening.
He kept repeating to his self, My mom, my mom...  my mom is jacking me
off...  my mom...

   He stared down at her exposed pussy, loving her more than he thought he
was able too.  Her pussy was so beautiful...  so bare, no hair...  the lips
were deep pink, wrinkled...  He wanted to taste her so bad...  Her pussy
gapped open, slightly, and he thought, I can see inside her.  I am looking
inside my mom's pussy while she jacks me off.  I can die now.  It will all
be downhill from here.

   His mom was good.  His was not the first dick she'd pumped.  She ran one
hand up and down his long shaft, while she cupped and rubbed and teased the
cap with her other.  In her mind she was jacking off James's father, again,
as she did so often, back in the good old days...  She had loved the man
dearly, and she had loved his big dick...  how surprising, but not really,
to find that his son had an even bigger dick...  She had read somewhere
that the penis size gene traveled through the mother's side...  She didn't
know where he'd gotten it, but James had a damn big dick.  A nice, big
dick. I'm sure I'll regret this in the morning, and maybe for the rest of
my life, but I don't regret it now, she thought.  It had been a long time
since she'd gotten to play with a big dick.  She didn't realize how much
she'd missed it.

   Finally, the moment arrived...

   "Mom..." He mumbled, saying words he'd never in his wildest dreams
imagined he'd say to his mother.  "Mom...  I'm gonna cum..."

   He thought his capacity for shock was overloaded, that he couldn't be
shocked any more.  But he was wrong.  She leaned forward, and positioned
her mouth right over his dick.  There was no doubt on what she intended. 
He felt her hot breath on the pre-cum smeared cap of his dick.

   "Go ahead, baby."

   She slid her lips down around the cap of his penis, her soft warm wet
lips, and he ejaculated violently, so hard it hurt.  Prostate cramp, he
thought.  Damn.  He came, again and again, and he felt her swallow
convulsively several times as he pumped her mouth full of semen.  He hadn't
even been able to dream of anything this sexy happening.  He hadn't dared.
He thought to himself, the stakes are too high, but he had no idea what he
even meant by that.  He realized that her hand was cupping his balls,
feeling them twitch and contract as semen blasted out of them.

   He slowed.  One more half-squirt, and he was drained.  He was happy.  A
soft and warm glow surrounded him.  He could have gone to sleep, there and
then, as his mom slurped and sucked the cap of his dick, cleaning every bit
of sperm from it.  She kissed it softly, and sat up.

   "James." He looked at her blearily, loving her to death.  "James, we
probably shouldn't have done that, or rather I probably shouldn't have done
that...  but I did.  I'm sorry if you regret it later.  I hope you don't. I
was just kind of overwhelmed...  your dad...  your dad had a powerful hold
over me...  I think that it still affects me, somewhat...  Please don't
think poorly of me, for what I've done..."

   To his, and her, surprise, James began bawling like a baby.  Tears ran
down his face.  He saw his mom steel herself, and realized that she didn't
understand why he was crying.  He turned to her and grabbed her, pulling
her to his body, wrapping his arms around her, hoping to explain.

   "No!  Mom!  I'll never regret it!  I love you!  God I love you!" He
snuffled and snorted.  "You've given me something...  something, I don't
know, something I never would have dared hope for...  I love you so much!
Don't ever regret it!"

   She was surprised at his intensity, but then again, his own mother had
just jacked him off, and sucked down what felt like a gallon of his semen.
That would probably shock any kid.  She let him hold her while he finished,
and then she raised his chin up, and kissed him.  A real kiss, not just a
peck.  A nice long, open-mouth kiss, she even tickled his tongue with hers.
She hoped her spermy breath didn't bother him.  He tasted his own semen on
her lips, and on her tongue.  He had tasted it before.  It didn't bother
him.  They finished, and he laid against her, almost seeming asleep.  She
looked down at him, loving him back, feeling a warmth for him that she
never had before.  She had raised him as her own, but never felt like he
was her own.  Sometimes she felt like they were just two people living in
the same house.  Now, though, she thought she understood the depth of his
love, yes, his lust for her, and she felt some of her own, in return.  And
that dick.  Oh god, that dick.

   His face rested on her breast.  His lips were an inch from her nipple.
Give him what every teenage boy wants, she told herself.  She wiggled her
boobs, leaned forward a bit, and teased his lips with her nipple.

   "Come on baby...  suck on mommy's titty..."

   Without even opening his eyes his lips latched onto her tit.  He sucked
so hard it almost hurt, and she wished that something would flow out of
there and make him more happy.  She had never breast-fed, and always felt
like she'd missed out on one of life's great experiences.

   So, for a while, she just sat there on his bed, holding him, letting him
suck and nibble on her nipples.  She was happy, and she was glad she had
decided to bring him here.  She wondered if he had planned things with this
in mind.  It was obvious he had liked her more than an ordinary mother/son
relationship would allow...  She wondered how long he had felt this way. 
She wondered how far she was going to allow this to go.  It had already
gone pretty far.  She wondered what was going to happen once they got back
home, if they could return to simple mother and son.  She remember, with a
blush of embarrassment, her high-brow lecture about separating nudity from
sex.  We all see how well that turned out, she thought.

   "James.  Come on.  Let's go to dinner." His eyes flew open, and an
almost frightened look appeared on his face.  He looked down.  She looked
down.  Damn.  He was hard again.



   --==+==-

   The rest of that evening just passed in a hazy dream to James.  Dinner
was fine.  He did fine.  His dick behaved fine, after his mother sucked him
off a second time.  The intensity of it surprised them both.  He didn't
squirt out that much semen after the third time in less than an hour, and
his balls actually hurt.  But he loved it.  Looking down at the top of his
mom's head as she sucked him had been so incredible.  He lightly ran his
fingertips all over her neck and shoulders as she sucked him, wanting to
give her something back.  When he had came again, at last, she gave him
another long kiss, and he tasted his sperm on her tongue.  That turned him
on.  Everything turned him on.  He worried about getting hard again, but
his dick was exhausted for the moment.  Tonight, he thought.  Tonight.  How
can I not get to fuck her, after this?  I want it.  I almost think she
wants it.  Damn.  Maybe I'm gonna get some, finally.

   James was slowly realizing that a lot of this had to do with his dad. 
But he didn't care.  Move over, old dog, he thought.  His dad had bailed,
for some reason.  He had walked away, leaving an incredible woman behind. A
woman that still obviously loved his memory, at least.  And the memory of
his dick, which is probably what she sees in me.  No matter.  Like I've
always said, I'll take what I can get.

   After the dinner they walked slowly back through the dusk to their
cabin, holding hands.  James could see the lights come on at the volleyball
field, but he didn't care.  All he cared about was his mom.  He was ready
for more.  He was hungry.  He felt his dick lengthening, getting ready to
get hard again.  He wanted that, too.  He wanted her to see it.  He wanted
her to know that it was for her, because of her.  There were girls at the
camp, he had half-way noticed at dinner, good looking girls.  A surprising
number of them.  But all he had thought about was his mom.  The girls could
come later.  Tonight, to him, was all about his mother.  His wonderful,
sexy, beautiful mother.



   --==+==-

   "Well."

   They were back in their cabin.  James still felt like he was in a daze.
His dick was half tumescent, swinging long and free.  He wanted to scream
and shake it at his mom and chase her around the cabin like a caveman, but
he sat carefully on the couch.  Jessica had spoken, but then she didn't
really have anything else to say.  He broke the silence, finally.

   "Mom."

   "Yes, dear?"

   "Can I...  can I take some pictures of you?"

   She snorted, almost laughing.  What a boy.  She knew he wanted
something, some part of her to hold onto, should things change.  Should she
go back to being just his mother.  She didn't mind.

   "Sure, James, I don't care..."

   He went and retrieved his camera.  He hadn't been sure about the picture
policy at the camp, but he had brought his camera anyway.  He began taking
pictures of her as she sat on the couch, concentrating more on her face and
surprising himself at that.  He wanted to see her for more than just a
piece of meat.  But, well, he did want that meat, too.

   She tried to be a good model.  It was enjoyable.  She knew he was trying
for more than just tits and ass, and she tried to give him some elegance.
She was elegant by nature anyway, that wasn't hard.  But she found herself
more and more trying to look sexy.  She finally ended up laying back on the
couch, her legs spread slightly, while he clicked away, now obviously
concentrating on her pussy.

   "Mom...  how do you get so smooth...  down there?  Do you shave every
day?"

   She laughed softly.  "I had laser hair removal, when it first came out.
Burned like a motherfucker."

   He was scandalized to hear her cuss so nonchalantly.  He nodded.  He
wanted to touch it so bad.  He hoped he'd get to.  He was pretty hard by
now, his dick flopping back and forth as he moved.  He noticed she just
couldn't seem to keep her eyes off it.  Matter of time, he thought, matter
of time.

   "Mom.  Can I get your butt?"

   She turned over, and lay on the couch.  He went down to the end and took
a few artistic-type photos.  Then, she draped one leg over the edge of the
couch to the floor.  He could see in her crack, all the way to her asshole.
For an instant he remembered the tangy, sexy smell of Kat's little asshole,
and his dick got even harder.  He wished Kat and Robert were here with him,
to share this, his triumph.  Robert would go nuts when he heard about this.
He couldn't wait to tell them about it.  And, show them these pictures.  He
took some more pictures of his mom's cute brown asshole, telling himself
that before the week was out his tongue was going to go there.

   James finally got enough pictures.  Well, he filled his card up.  Now
just run those off onto his laptop, and take more...

   Jessica sat up on the couch, and he joined her.  He burned like fire
where her leg touched his.  His dick pulsated, rising and falling with his
heartbeat.  Damn.  They didn't even have a TV.  Obviously, you weren't
supposed to spent your time on the couch at the nudist colony.

   "James.  It's dark outside.  No one can see you.  Let's go for a walk."

   He didn't really want to, he'd rather stay here and ogle her and see
what might happen.  But he agreed.  He got a towel, just in case they came
to any lighted areas.  They left the cabin.  They walked away from the
central area, into the night.  A few hundred yards from their cabin they
came upon a game field, with freshly mown grass.  The night was damp and
humid.  Insect noises were all around them, and earlier something had
scampered across their path.  But, they seemed to be alone.  They walked to
the center of the field.

   "James." His mother spoke.  "Spread your towel out on the ground."

   He did.  Luckily, it was a beach towel.  A large one.  His mom squatted,
kneeled, and then lay down on the towel.  He could barely see her in the
dim light.  Her beautiful breasts seemed to shine, they were so pale.  He
looked at her, and could barely see her motioning to him.

   "Come down here, James.  Lay with me."

   He did.  They lay, side by side, chastely, like two medieval lovers in a
chaperoned tryst.  A whole universe of stars was spread out over their
heads, and James almost felt like he was falling into it.  He felt her hand
creep into his, and he seized it desperately, wanting to drink in the
moment, wanting this feeling to last forever.  Wanting to hold on to her.

   "James." His mom was feeling guilty now, he thought.  He discerned that
from the Tone of voice of just one word.

   "It's okay, mom, it's really okay.  Don't worry."

   "I'm not that worried, not yet.  I don't think it's really sunk in yet."

   "Mom.  Regret nothing.  Just keep going forward, that's what my coach
says."

   She laughed softly.  "Yes.  I guess.  I just don't want to hurt you."

   "How can this hurt me?  It's making me the happiest person in the world.
Mom.  All I want is to love you.  That's all I want."

   "James, James, my wonderful James...  I hope, god I hope...  Well,
what's done is one."

   "Yeah.  And it was wonderful."

   "Yeah.  Yeah, it was."

   They were silent for a while, staring at the fabulous river of stars.  A
hundred Feet away a couple walked by, murmuring.  No one knew they were
there, out in the Middle of the football field.  Or whatever it was.

   "James." His mother spoke again.

   "Yes?"

   "Roll over on top of me.  I want to feel you, on top of me."

   He was surprised, but willing.  He didn't roll, he picked himself up
slightly, and gingerly crawled on top of her warm body.  God she felt sexy
beneath him.  He could feel her tits against his chest.  He put his arms
down, and his hands around the back of her neck.  Even her neck was sexy.
God!

   "James." Her breath was hot and fragrant against his face.  He
suppressed an urge to Kiss her, knowing it would come, soon enough.

   "What."

   "James.  Make love to me, darling.  Fuck me.  Here.  Now."

   Hearing her say the word jarred him, shocked him.  And turned him on to
no end.  His dick was already hard, nestled up against her flat stomach. 
He wanted more than anything in the world, in the universe, to do what she
had just asked.  He was ready.  But...

   "Mom.  I'm a virgin."

   "I know.  I don't care.  You'll figure it out."

   "Mom.  Thank you." He almost started crying again, but choked it off. 
This was it.  This was his time.  And at the hands of the person he loved
most in the world.  Truly, there was a heaven, and this was it.  He hadn't
even noticed dying.

   She wiggled beneath him, spreading her legs.  She giggled.  "James. 
Your dick is so long you'll have to go down a ways, to get it in.  You want
to go ahead and put it in?"

   "Mom." Strangely, he was not embarrassed to tell her this, not at this
time.  "No, mom.  First I want to taste you."

   He felt rather than saw her nod.  He clambered down her body until he
felt her thighs on his forearms.  He slowly dropped his head, going by
sense of smell, his nose filling up with the beautiful scent of her pussy.
Way better than any old pair of panties.  He dropped his mouth down onto
her smooth, silky pussy.  He sucked.  Time stood still.

   James had no idea how much time had passed.  The only delineations of
time to him were his mother's orgasms.  The first one only took a few
minutes.  After that they were rapid fire.  Her whole body would tense up,
her knees would lock, and she would moan and groan, squirm a little bit,
and then suddenly collapse, relax.  A few minutes later she'd do it again.
Jessica loved having her pussy licked and ate, and James made up for in
enthusiasm what he lacked in technique.  Amazingly, for a first-timer, he
was pretty good at it.  She lost track of how many times she'd came.  She'd
always been good at multiples.

   At long last, James had enough.  His mouth was dry and his face
slathered with her juices as he climbed back up her body, stopping with his
head about a foot below hers.  Her taste filled his mouth and nose.  He
thought even his throat could taste her.

   "Mom.  I'm ready, are you?"

   "Oh yes, I'm ready.  Goddam but I am ready."

   He gripped his dick in one hand, and explored around her crotch with the
tip of it.  She spread her legs even wider.  Finally he felt a soft, wet
spot he was sure was her pussy.  He slowly began to press into it, pulling
his body upwards.  He had an overpowering urge to kiss her, so he kissed
her nipples.  Kissed and sucked.  His dry, hard penis slowly penetrated
into her wetness, and he pumped in and out, spreading her moisture onto
himself.  He felt his cap enter her, then inch after inch as he plunged
deeper.  At last his mouth was even with hers, and he was able to kiss her.
He placed his open mouth around hers, and they kissed deeply, as he began
to plunge into her in earnest.  Nothing in his life had felt as good as
this.  Nothing so far.  He didn't know how he could keep from instantly
coming, but he held it back, somehow.  Jessica began to groan as he
increased his pace, and he suddenly realized her fingers were buried in the
flesh of his ass.  He jumped slightly, giggling to himself as she poked a
finger against the ring of his asshole.

   "Do it, mom...  do it..." He murmured, and she plunged her finger in his
ass, causing him a momentary stab of pain.  He felt beneath her with his
own hand, probing for her asshole, and she helpfully lifted her asscheek
off the ground for him.  There it was!  He quickly removed his finger,
licked it, and put it back beneath her, centering it on her asshole.  A
push and he was in, feeling her asshole tighten around his finger.  He
slowly ran it in and out, keeping half time with his strokes into her
pussy. His dick was harder than hard, almost some kind of new metallic
substance by now.  His balls tightened and expanded and contracted,
churning up yet another load of sperm, their, what fourth?  of the day.  He
didn't care if dust came out.  He was fixing to come.

   "Mom..." he started to tell her he was about to come, but she came
explosively before he could get it out.  She let out a yip, like a dog,
startling them both, and trembled and shook in the grip of a lengthy
orgasm. She moaned loudly, then drew a gasping breath, making him wonder if
anyone out there was listening.  Fuck it, he thought, and then began
trembling himself as he shot load after load of semen into her body.  His
balls did hurt, but it was wonderful.  After a minute he finally slowed,
and stopped, and lay there on top of her, exhausted.

   He thought after a while that she was asleep, but she finally mumbled,
"Stars...  so many stars..." and he rolled off of her.  They lay side by
side again, hands clasped, and ooh'ed and ahh'ed as a few shooting stars
burned through the night sky.  James was truly, wonderfully ecstatically
happy.  He had made his mom come, and come good.  He knew it was good.  He
could feel it, as she came.  He had made her happy.  He was happy.  He
didn't need anything else, at that moment.  He was happy.



   --==+==-

   It was way after midnight when they tired of the star show, and made
their was back to the cabin.  No locked doors at the nudist camp.  No
locks, even.  Everything was still there.  Jessica turned off all the
lights that James had turned on, except one.  Without a word she led him to
her room, and pushed him towards her bed.  Ah, he thought, a quickie before
we go to sleep!  But by the time he'd crawled in and she'd crawled in and
they wrapped their arms and legs around each other, he was fast asleep. 
She kissed him softly, said a little prayer for forgiveness, and closed her
eyes.



   --==+==-

   James woke early.  His mom was still asleep.  He stared at her beautiful
face from just a few inches away, loving her, worshiping her.  You are now
my god, he thought, I will worship only you.  From you all blessing flow,
yadda yadda yadda.  He kissed her softly and snuggled back under her chin,
feeling the warmth of her breasts on his cheek.

   An hour later they were both awake.  They fucked around for a while in
bed, without actually fucking, just playing.  Jessica got on her knees, her
butt in the air, and James grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands,
spreading it wide apart.  He stared at her beautiful asshole, and sniffed
it deeply.  It was pungent, with a hint of poop smell, but mostly sweat
from six hours of sleep.  He licked it, in a dream, tasting her, loving her
taste.  I could do this forever, he thought.  She tastes better than candy,
than cake...  than his favorite thing of all, sweet tea...  She tastes so
good...  he loved her puckered asshole.  He made love to it, with his
tongue, pressing inwards, finally feeling her sphincter tighten around his
probing tongue.  His dick was harder than an iron rod.

   They finally fucked, after his mom drew the suspense out a while, and
they fucked almost in a frenzy, and James came powerfully, filling her
belly with semen.  Finally they dragged out of bed and dressed, well, okay,
they put on their shoes.  His mom went in the bathroom and douched with a
home-made douche using a plastic bottle, attempting to get some of the
sperm out of her cunt, not wanting to walk around in public with cum
dripping down her legs.  They finally went to the lunch shack for
breakfast. It was delicious, and probably fattening.  Fuck it.  James
worried about his dick, but it behaved, even when a troupe of pretty girls
showed up in the lunch hall.  Two of them looked his age or older, and two
of them were younger.  The little one looked about Kat's age.  He did feel
a twinge then, thinking of Kat, and he hurriedly looked away from the
girls, and talked to his mom about all the safe subjects he could think of.

   As they made their was back to the cabin, they talked.

   "James.  Get out and make some friends.  Please don't just fixate on me
while we're here.  That's not why we came."

   "I know, I know...  I will..."

   "And I don't own you, or you me.  If you or I meet some nice person
here, and want to go off with them, we'll go.  We are not glued together. I
admit, our relationship has changed somewhat...  A hell of a lot...  but
our lives must go on...  understand?"

   That wasn't really what James wanted to hear, but he nodded, trying to
look thoughtful.

   She stopped, and pulled him around to face her.

   "James.  I will always be here for you.  Whatever happens next is what
you decide.  I will respect your wishes.  I love you, and I will always
love you.  I will not be jealous if you get a girlfriend.  I will still be
here for you.  Understand?"

   He nodded, impressed with her sincerity at last.  She pushed him gently
back up the path.  "Go.  Meet people.  Make friends.  We'll compare notes
tonight, okay?"

   He nodded, suddenly clung to her for a second and gave her a long, deep
kiss.  She kissed back, rubbing his tongue with hers, and gave his butt a
squeeze.  He turned and headed back towards the center of the camp, happy,
curious to see what would happen next.



   --==+==-

   James had had a good, full day.  He hoped his mom had, also, but of
course he wanted her to be back at the cabin tonight.  He was anxious for
tonight, to see if things would continue between them.  It had hung over
his thoughts the whole day.

   He had hooked up with a group of kids that seemed to include every kid
at the camp.  The camp was truly colorblind, layerless and democratic to
the extreme, just like his mom had said.  He got the impression that all
the other kids had grown up this way, so he kept his head down and tried
not to embarrass himself.  He was very pleased with how his dick had
behaved, it only embarrassed him once, when two girls seemed to stare and
stare at it as they talked to him.  He finally wrapped up in his towel, and
shortly things were fine again.  The girls had finally drifted away.

   The kids played volleyball, which was embarrassing and hard on James,
without an athletic supporter.  Later they all went swimming in the lake,
which was more comfortable for him, since he was mostly underwater.  They
walked in the woods and went to an old ghost town, where a girl stepped on
a nail, and James helped carry her back to the camp.  That worried him a
little, feeling her soft naked skin on him as she clung to his back, but
his dick behaved nicely.  He wondered if he was getting a handle on it.  It
would be nice to have conscious control over body functions such as
erections.  Robert had talked about that.  He'd have to look into that.

   His phone was a problem.  The naked body did not have pockets.  He just
carried it usually, but occasionally he just left it back in the cabin. 
The kids at the camp didn't seem to depend on phones as much as kids did in
the outside world.

   He joined his mom for the evening meal, and they made small talk, and
walked slowly back to their cabin as the sun set.  James dumped the
pictures in his camera onto his laptop, and joined his mom on the couch. 
She turned to him and lay down on the couch, facing the back cushions, and
put her head in his lap.  He felt her warm breath on his belly.  His dick,
trapped beneath her head, lurched, and he tried to clear his mind and think
of safe things.  For the moment, at least.

   "What do you think of the camp, now, after your first full day?" She
asked.  He tried to explain, tried seriously to put his feelings into
words. He had enjoyed it immensely.  He felt like he knew now exactly what
she meant about the "freedom" of nudity, and he felt like he'd done a good
job of separating nudity and sexuality while he was with he other kids. 
Weirdly, he seemed to find it much easier to talk to girls here, in the
nude, than at home or school, with clothes on.

   She laughed at that.  They talked a while longer, about tomorrow and the
next day, and things they wanted to accomplish while they were here.  James
just wanted to have fun.  His mom hoped to hone her cooking skills in the
communal kitchen, and learn from the other women.  Finally their
conversation tapered down to nothing.

   "James." His mom spoke, causing him to jump.

   "Yes...?"

   "Can you reach the lamp?  Turn it off, darling." He could, and did.  It
was still pretty bright in the room.  She pulled herself up and crawled on
top of him, facing him, her legs on either side of him.  His dick began to
harden as he realized what was fixing to happen.  She put her arms around
his neck, and their mouths met.  They kissed, hard, long, and open.  He
tried not to seem too desperate.  He was desperately happy.  He had waited
all day for this.  He ran his hands up and down her smooth back, and then
gripped her ass.  He kneaded and squeezed it, feeling her firmness, loving
the sensations.  Her skin was so smooth.  And so soft, for being so hard.
She had a muscular ass.  She had a beautiful ass.

   She sat forward on her knees, and raised herself higher and higher.  She
fumbled around for his dick, unable to reach it, and he grabbed it and
brought it up to her waiting fingers.  She tucked it into the gap between
her legs, and he felt the hot moistness of her pussy on the head of it. 
She lowered herself slowly, bouncing up and down a bit to coat his dry dick
with her flowing juices.  Slowly he sank into her.  It was incredible. 
Finally he was all he way in, and her ass nestled into the curve of his
leg. She began rising and falling in earnest then, fucking him deeply, with
long strokes.  He relaxed, knowing that would keep him from coming, and
wanting to go on just as long as she wanted it.  She wanted it a long time
that night, until finally, her legs trembling with exhaustion, she began to
come.  Her whole body shook, and she squeezed his face into her breasts,
moaning and sighing and even hiccuping at one point.  He was entranced.  He
surrendered to the moment, and began pumping cum into her pussy, feeling it
run out and down his dick to his balls.  He didn't worry about staining the
couch; he didn't care.  His body trembled and shook, and he stuck his legs
straight out, locking his knees, coming as hard as he had last night.

   They collapsed into each other, and just lay there for a while, sweat
drying on their bodies.  James could smell her delicate sweaty scent, and
it turned him on.  He almost felt like he could go again.

   "That was...  delightful..." His mother murmured, her breath hot on his
cheek.  "We really must remember to try that again someday." They both
giggled.  Hell yeah, he thought.  She continued.  "You can do some fun
things when you have a long dick to work with.  Your dad showed me that."

   James laughed softly.  It didn't bother him, he knew now that he was
more than just a big piece of meat to her.  Not that he minded.  He would
be her meat, if she wished.  He'd be anything she wanted, if he just got a
touch of this every now and then.  He clung to her, happy.

   They made love again that night, in bed, long slow technically precise,
beautiful love.  He came slowly, and for what felt like a long time.  She
started coming before he did, and finished up after he did.  He was proud
of the way he could make her come, he hadn't blown it yet and came before
her, a big fear of his.  She turned him on immensely, but he could hold it
back until she was done.  A gentleman always lets his lady come first, he
told himself.  She cleaned his dick with her lips, and he slid into sleep
still slippery with her juices, tasting his own semen in her mouth as he
kissed her.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 4 : James & the Girls

   The next day was fun, and more relaxed.  The kids swam a lot, and played
softball.  James passed on the mountain bike ride, for obvious reasons, and
sat with three girls and talked.  He congratulated his dick on its good
behavior.  The girls were named Marissa, Belle and Concertina, who of
course went by Tina.  They seemed to like him, though he did notice that
every time he looked away their gazes went right to his dick.  He didn't
mind.  Marissa was two years older than him at seventeen, Belle was
sixteen, and Tina was ten.  Tina was Marissa's little sister, and James
instantly liked her the most, she was quieter and more reserved than the
other two girls, and she reminded him of Kat, back home.

   The four of them wandered back to the lunch shack and ate, and James
signed all four of them to his cabin, hoping his mom wouldn't mind.  After
lunch the other kids still hadn't shown up, so they sat in the stands at
the ball field and talked.  They compared schools and all the usual stuff,
solved a few world problems, and finally Marissa asked James if he had a
girlfriend.

   "Well...  no, not really..." James said, embarrassed.  He tried to cover
his embarrassment by telling the raw truth.  "Back home, I'm really shy...
I'm different here, for some reason..."

   The two older girls laughed.  "Yeah." Said Marissa.  "I know what you
mean.  It's different here, without clothes.  I'm a nobody at home, but
here, I'm one of the gang.  I'm a somebody!"

   She did a victory dance thing, and the others laughed.

   "James." She said, staring him right in the eyes, almost daring him, it
seemed.  "I'll be your girlfriend.  Here, and when you go back home.  If
you want."

   James was taken aback at her forwardness.  He almost spluttered. 
"Uhm... yeah...  cool...  thanks Marissa..."

   "Me too." Piped up Tina, embarrassing him further.  He was embarrassed
for her, but the other two girls just ignored her, causing him to feel
sorry for her.

   "I'd be your girlfriend any day, too." Said Belle, winking at him.  Now
he was a mess, wondering if they really meant it, or were just teasing him.
They sat for a while in silence.

   "Well." Said Marissa, obviously now the leader of their little sub-pack.
"Since the others don't wanna play, wanna go back to our cabin?  We have a
TV!  We brought our own!"

   "Cool.  Sure." Said James, relieved that the subject had changed.

   He met Marissa's steely gaze again.  She slowly, deliberately winked,
and said, "We'll have plenty of time to get to know each other." He wasn't
sure what she meant, but he knew what he hoped it meant.  Marissa was dark
and dusky, like his mom...  Brunette through and through, even her cute
little mohawk stripe of pussy hair was dark.  Her breasts were full and
almost swayed when she walked, topped with large puffy almost brown
nipples. He hoped that being her boyfriend included touching privileges. 
Touching and sucking.  Touching and sucking and maybe fucking.  He felt a
stab at that, feeling unfaithful to his mom.  Well, he told himself, she
did say that they should continue to live their lives.  And she did say
that she'd always be there for him.  He was pretty sure he knew what she
meant by that.  At least he hoped.



   --==+==-

   They started down the path.  Marissa possessively took James's hand in
hers, and he thought, wow, she meant it.  They turned off at a cabin fairly
close to his own.  A few pieces of girl laundry hung on the porch, drying.
Laundry?  At a nudist camp?  James asked Marissa how long they had been
there.

   "Almost a month now.  We're going to stay all summer.  My real dad is in
Saudi, and my mom says this is our new home.  But of course it's not
really."

   God they must be rich, James told himself.  This might be interesting.
They traipsed into the cabin, and stopped short.  A woman lay on the couch,
regarding them with steel-Grey eyes.

   "Oh, Mom..." said Marissa.  "We didn't know you were here."

   "Yes, I am." The woman said, regarding James frankly.  He felt a moment
of panic.  This was Marissa's mother?  The woman wasn't bad looking, maybe
forty, fairly lean, though larger in the thighs and butt than his mom... 
but her tits were amazing.  They looked hard!  They were almost perfectly
spherical, and he could see them curve back in before they joined to her
body.  Her aureolas were huge and flat, and her nipples were as large as
his thumb.  They looked permanently hard.  Her breasts were incredible.  He
couldn't help wonder what it would be like to suck on them.  He glanced
down at her pussy, seeing another little stripe of hair, just like her
daughter.  Bare and bald, other than that.  Cool.  He looked away, willing
his dick into obedience.

   "And this is?..." The woman said, staring pointedly at James.  He saw
her gaze slowly travel down his body, and stop, of course, right at his
crotch.  Meet the monster, he thought.

   "Sorry, Mom." Marissa said, remembering her manners.  "Mom, this is
James.  James, this is my mother, Virginia." Everyone used first names at
the camp.  No "Mr." and "Mrs." nonsense.

   "James.  Pleased to meet you." She stepped forward and extended her
hand. He shook it, wondering if he should have kissed it.  Probably not.

   "You are quite a young man, James.  I believe I noticed you at dinner
the other night."

   He had no memory of her, but then he had been in a daze.  He realized
that, as usual, she was speaking in double entendrees, making a reference
to his big dick.  Payoff, he thought.

   "Yes Ma'am." He said.  "Pleased to meet you."

   "What are you kids up to?"

   "The others went bike riding.  We just thought we'd watch TV...  watch
TV and mess around..."

   "Mess around...  so that's what you kids call it nowadays..." Virginia
winked, a group wink.  James almost snickered.  She stared again at his
dick.  It twitched.  Oh Jeezus.

   "Oh to be young again." Virginia said, sighing.  James felt the definite
start of an erection.  She was paying way too much attention to his dick.
And her tits!

   "Uhm, Marissa, do you have a towel I can borrow?" He had left his towel
back at the ball field.  Damn.

   "Mom, James is my boyfriend now.  Even when we go back."

   "Really.  Well, congratulations, Marissa.  I'm glad he's part of the
family.  I'd like to see more of him."

   Oh jeezus.  Another double entendree.  This woman was good.  Or bad. 
Whatever.  His dick passed the twenty degree mark, lengthening, heading for
forty-five.  He definitely had Virginia's attention now.  He desperately
looked at the other girls, to see them staring in fascination at his dick.
Oh shit.  And her tits!

   "He can't be your boyfriend." Tina piped up.  "You're older than him."

   "That doesn't make any difference, squirt." Said Marissa huffily.  James
hit forty five degrees, and went right on past.  All eyes were on him.  He
felt embarrassed, and proud.

   "Marissa, about that towel..."

   "James." Virginia spoke.  "Don't worry about it.  Let nature take its
course.  Don't be embarrassed." Her eyes never left his dick.

   "James, you got a really big weenie." Said Tina proudly.  James smiled
at her, charmed.  Embarrassed, and charmed.

   "Tina, mind your manners." Said Virginia.

   "It's true..." said Marissa dreamily.  "James is the biggest in the
camp."

   "Yeah...  the biggest..." said Belle, just as dreamily.

   "Marissa, dear," Virginia said, just about as dreamily.  "I know you're
not a virgin...  but do you think you can handle this young man?"

   "Mo-om!" Marissa said plaintively.  "Don't embarrass me!"

   "Well, if you want any help, all you have to do is ask." Good grief,
what did she mean by that?  What he thought she meant?  He would take any
help he could from her, just to get his hands on those tits.  I mean,
Marissa had nice tits, and they definitely seemed within reach, but her
mother...  Jeezus...

   "Mo-om!" Marissa said again, scandalized.  All the girls giggled. 
Marissa regarded James with humor, and what seemed to be a little lust. 
"Mom, you can have a turn with him first...  if we can watch..."

   Virginia regarded her daughter seriously.  Finally she spoke.  "What
have I brought into this world?"

   James started to hotly interrupt, and point out that he should have a
say in this, then he thought, hell, this might happen.  And I do want it
to. I want to crawl on top of this woman and fuck her.  Especially with
these girls watching.  The thought of that turned him on more.  His dick
was high and proud now, well above horizontal.  All four females in the
room had their eyes glued to it.  He could almost feel their gaze.  He was
proud and happy.  He knew they were seeing a nice dick.

   "Missus..." He started, breaking the camp rule, and remembering too late
he didn't know her last name.  "Virginia.  I would be glad to make..."
Shit. Too formal.  "Fu..." Shit again.  Too vulgar.  "be with you." Shit.
Damn.  What a stupid thing to say.

   Virginia actually met his eyes at that.  Then she dropped her gaze,
again.  "Yeah...  I'm sure you would."

   Tina said, "Mom, can I watch too?"

   Virginia regarded Marissa seriously.  "Darling, I would love to make
love to your young man, if he were willing.  But I don't want to make you
mad or jealous.  If I do it, I think that you should do it, too."

   "Uhm, sure!" Marissa giggled.  "Mom.  I don't care.  I know he's a kid
like me and you're not going to steal him away or anything."

   They all looked at James.  He said, "Sure!"



   --==+==-

   Virginia unfolded the couch into a bed.  She crawled onto it, her nude
body glistening, either with sweat or oil, James wasn't sure.  He
approached slowly, his penis leading the way.  Virginia continued to stare
at it.  He almost expected her to lick her lips.

   He crawled onto the bed, and sat clumsily beside her.  That was enough
for her.  She took his penis in her hand, and began rubbing it.  She
brought her face close to his, and they kissed, experimentally at first,
then a real one.  She was a good kisser.  She tasted good, too.  A hint of
cigarette smoke.  He could smell a slight sweaty smell from her body, and
it turned him on.  They lay down.  He saw movement out of the corner of his
eye, and looked up to see the girls gathering around the bed.  Marissa
smiled and nodded to him, and he smiled nervously back.  Tina moved into
his sight, smiling gently, watching eagerly.

   He felt Virginia's hands on his penis, guiding it towards her pussy.

   "Uhm..." he asked...  "could I taste you first?"

   "Sure..." She mumbled, and he started down towards her pussy.

   "No!" She said.  "Do it where I can reach you." She crawled around on
the bed, heading towards his feet.  They both lay on their sides, facing
each other, head to feet, in kind of a reclining 69 type thing.  He put his
face down in her spread pussy, and she took his cock in her her mouth.  Her
pussy was oriented kind of weird, but it tasted great, and he enjoyed
eating it.  He licked and licked on her clit until she squirmed and panted,
breathing out hot breath around the head of his dick.  He was pretty sure
she came at least once, although she seemed to control herself well.

   Finally she had had enough.  "Come up here." Virginia ordered, and he
was glad to obey.  He entered her easily, she was a bit looser than his
mom, he figured because she had had children.  Still, her pussy felt good
on his dick, nice and hot and slippery.  He rapidly sunk to the bottom of
her, and began to pump.  She began to murmur and groan, and he knew she was
close.  He pumped harder, willing himself not to lose it.  For all he knew
he had to do Marissa after this.

   He fastened his lips on a fat nipple, and sucked, hard.  He kneaded her
firm breasts with his hands, wondering if she had implants.  He couldn't
seem to feel anything inside of her, but she was so firm, almost hard.  She
had her arms up behind her head, and he ran his hands up into her
underarms, causing a sweaty smell to arise from her.  It turned him on
immensely, and he buried his face in her underarm, causing her to laugh. 
She smelled so good, strong, healthy...  incredibly sexy...  he began to
lick her underarm, causing her to squirm even more.

   He felt the precise moment she began to come.  Her body spasmed and
jerked beneath him, and she grunted loudly, over and over.  Her eyes rolled
back in her head.  She seized handfuls of her own hair and pulled it, hard.
Finally she gave one last jerk, and relaxed.  He slowed to a stop, not
wanting to risk coming himself.  He slowly pulled out of her.

   "James..." She said, between breaths.  "Thank you...  I needed that...
It's been...  a long time..."

   "Anytime, Missus Virginia..." He said, wincing.

   "You are a very talented young man...  and blessed by nature...  I hope
you'll visit me again someday..."

   "Like I said, anytime.  Just let me know."

   She laughed softly.  "Do my daughter, if you have anything left."

   "I do, I didn't come." He felt weird saying the word to an adult.  She
nodded.

   "Good boy.  Marissa!"

   Marissa was standing right there, of course.  The three girls were
scandalized by the whole thing, but impressed.  Marissa and Tina had heard
their mom making love before, but never seen it.  Her boyfriend last summer
at the camp had often touched and rubbed her pussy in front of them, and
even gotten a hard-on, but they had saved the actual love-making for the
bedroom.  Marissa knew it had been a long time since her mom had had sex,
and she wondered if that was why her mom was so willing to do it with an
audience.  And Tina there, too!

   Virginia crawled off the bed, and Marissa, hesitantly, crawled on. 
James wrapped his arms around her and held her, whispering encouragement to
her.  He could tell she was nervous.  Virginia sat in a rocker a few feet
away, exhausted.  James began to kiss Marissa, and squeeze her breasts. 
She did have nice tits.  Nice, natural tits.  She finally began to forget
herself, and kiss back.  He could tell she was warming up to him.

   He re-positioned them both, winking at Tina in the process.  Tina seemed
fascinated by what was going on.  This was certainly an education her her,
he thought.  He wished Kat could be here, and watch him fuck.  This was
going to be one hell of a story.  He was starting to wonder if Robert and
Kat would believe him.  Well, they'd believe the part about his mom, he had
pictures.  But this deal?  Damn, pictures would be nice.

   He crawled down Marissa's belly to her pussy.  Her pussy was smooth and
bare, just like his mom's, except for the little spike of hair.  He could
tell she shaved from the feel of it.  He began to lick and suck her clit,
causing her to jerk and shudder.  Her clit must be really sensitive, he
thought.  She came in no time, trembling and shaking all over, but silent.
He crawled back up, and positioned his dick at the opening of her vagina.

   "Marissa, darling, I'm going in." He whispered to her, and kissed her.
He slowly pressed harder and harder into her.  She was tight, god she was
tight.  He would have believed she was a virgin if he hadn't heard her mom
say that she wasn't.  His dry dick finally got enough moisture spread onto
it, and he began to pump her.  She responded by shaking and jerking her
hands around on the bed, and clasping his legs tightly with her own.  Her
breathing became erratic and heavy, and she began moaning and groaning.  He
looked up to see Tina with a puzzled and almost frightened look on her
face, and wondered if she thought that he was hurting her sister.

   Finally, after what seemed to be several minutes of this, Marissa came.
She came hard.  She almost bucked him off at one point, and her whole body
spasmed and jerked like she was spastic.  He was shocked at how hard she
came.  She finally calmed down, and he slowed, still not having ejaculated.
He was pretty ready after that wild ride, he thought, but he didn't know
what was next.  He kind of hoped he'd get to do Belle, too.  He wondered if
he should offer.

   Marissa finally seemed to come out the trance or whatever that she was
in.  She just lay there, exhausted.  He stroked her and rubbed her, trying
to make her feel cared for or loved or something, he wasn't really sure,
but she seemed to like it.

   "Wow." She finally said.  "I never had it like that before.  That was
intense."

   "Anytime."

   "Stop saying that, James.  You are not a self-service pump."

   He laughed, and she laughed, too.

   Belle's plaintive voice rang out.  "What about me?"

   James looked up and her and smiled.  This was a good day, indeed.



   --==+==-

   Belle lay exhausted.  James lay exhausted.  He still hadn't come.  He
almost wondered if he could, by now.  He wondered if he should impress the
ladies and jack off in front of them.  He should be able to shoot out a
gallon by now.

   Belle finally dragged her well-fucked self off the bed.  She had came
quickly, at least.  She was a foxy little thing, and he liked her the best
so far.  She had dark, short hair, and big brown eyes, like his mom.  And
full fat lips, very kissable lips, and she was a good kisser.  Her tits
were small, but he enjoyed her.  She had a nice ass, and he had played with
her asshole as she came, wanting to stick his finger up it, but not daring
to, on a first date, so to speak.

   To his surprise, horror and elation, Tina came right up to him, and
stared at his still hard dick.  Sexy little Tina, brown eyes (did everyone
here have brown eyes?) shoulder-length brown hair, cute flat little chest
with two little nipples...  Tina had a nice butt for a little girl, he'd
decided earlier.  He remembered smelling Kat's butt, and he wanted to do
the same for Tina's.  He wanted to do what Robert did to Kat, and lick her
pretty little asshole.

   "What about me?" She said, coyly.  He gulped and looked at her mom.

   "Tina, dear, this is grownup stuff.  You are too young, darling."

   "No I'm not.  How old were you when you first did it?"

   "I was twelve, we all know that, but this is different.  And you are too
young.  We shouldn't have even let you watch, but I figured you needed a
little education in real life."

   "Mo-om.  You have to let me, or I'll tell dad."

   "You will not, young lady.  You will cry an ocean of tears if you do
that.  Plus, you know he and I have an open marriage.  He probably won't
care."

   "Mo-om.  Can I at least touch it?"

   "That's up to James."

   Marissa and Belle were tee-hee-heeing by now, making Tina angry.  James
felt sorry for her, but Virginia was right, she was too young.

   He said, "Tina, you can touch it, I don't care, but your mom is right.
You're too young."

   She pouted a slight pout, and then imperiously motioned him towards the
bathroom.  "Come in here with me.  I don't want everybody watching me."

   James helplessly looked at Virginia.  She nodded, almost absently.  "Go
ahead.  Let her play with it.  I trust you not to do any more, you'd split
her in two."

   James followed Tina into the small bathroom.  She shut the door, and sat
on the toilet, and then regarded him with big brown eyes.  He realized she
didn't have the slightest idea what to do next.

   "Tina, what do you want?"

   "I want you to make out with me, like you did them."

   "Tina, I can't, I'm too big.  I would tear you up inside.  You'd bleed
and everything."

   "Hmmmph."

   "Listen, every year that I come back here we'll try, gently, to see if I
can fit in you.  When I can, then I'll do you.  I'll fuck you."

   It turned him on to say the word to such a young girl.  She was only
three years younger than him, though.  He almost wondered if he could get
in her.  But Virginia made him nervous, he wouldn't go against her wishes.

   He went ahead and made out with her for a while, kissing her, showing
her how to tongue-kiss, loving the fresh clean taste of her little mouth.
He kissed her little nipples, which didn't seem to do a lot for her, but it
was fun.  She carefully held his cock as they kissed, her little hands
wrapped around it, and he showed her how to rub the slippery pre-cum into
the cap.

   He finally got down on his knees in front of her.  He pulled her forward
slightly on the toilet seat.  He put the cap of his hard dick right up into
the little nest of her pussy, and began rubbing it up and down in her slit,
just like he had done with Kat.  He knew it would feel good.

   "If I could fit in your pussy, I'd go into it.  This is all we can do
for now, but it feels good, doesn't it?"

   She nodded, obviously enjoying the experience.  He rubbed for a long
time, and she relaxed further and further down on the toilet seat.  He
wondered if she would come.  This had made Kat come.

   "James..." she said.

   "What, darling." He was close to coming, himself.  At long last.  He
wondered if he should shoot it on her, and decided probably not.  He'd
better check with Virginia first, and see if she would let him come, or
send him back home.  He decided, though, that he wanted to see Tina come.
He wanted to make her come.  He wanted to give her that.  Virginia wouldn't
mind that, surely.  He would eat out her little pussy until she came.

   "James, you have to leave now." Tina suddenly said.

   "Why darling?  I want to make you come first."

   "Sitting here has made me need to poop."

   The thought of that turned him on.  James liked pooping girls.  He loved
his movies of pooping Japanese girls.  It was something naughty, something
nasty, and although he'd never been around a girl when she pooped, the
thought of sexy little Tina doing it turned him on.

   "Oh, darling, let me stay.  I love that.  Let me lick your cute little
pussy while you poop."

   He was almost ready to beg like a dog.  She looked a little disturbed,
and thoughtful.  He decided not to give her a choice.  He reached down and
grasped her stomach, and leaned her a back on the seat, so she could poop
and he still had access to her pussy.  He spread her legs further, and
leaned down, putting his mouth right over her pussy.  Her pussy tasted
great, sweaty yet clean, little-girl clean...  it was yummy...  He began to
lick her clit.

   Tina didn't know what to do.  She was embarrassed, no one had ever been
in the bathroom when she pooped except her mom.  As she mulled this over,
she slowly realized how good what he was doing felt.  She had played with
her own pussy before, rubbing her little clitty-bump, but this was several
orders of magnitude more intense.  This really felt good.  She hardly
noticed as her sphincter relaxed.

   James heard the plop-plop of little turds hitting the water.  The smell
wasn't that bad, he thought.  He could take it easily.  He doubled his
efforts, licking all around her beautiful little pussy, but of course
concentrating on her clit.  He thought he felt her twitch a time or two. 
She farted softly, and defecated some more, and then suddenly sat up and
pushed his head away.

   "James.  I gotta pee."

   "Pee, then." He said, feeling like he had a front row seat.  He pushed
her back down the seat, and reached in, spreading her little lips for her.
After a few moments she grunted softly, dropped a last little turd into the
bowl, and began to pee.  She was so small she didn't have much urine, but
it turned him on greatly to watch it spew out, so close to him.  So sexy.
When the flow trickled away to nothing, he looked up at her, and she
nodded. "All done."

   He pulled her back to the edge of the seat, and dropped his mouth back
down on her pussy.  He tasted the bitter tang of her urine, and almost came
on the spot.  He heard the door, and guiltily looked up, to see Virginia
peeking in.  She nodded, and shut the door.  Wow, he thought.  She's not
gonna kill me.  He dropped back to Tina's pussy, licking for all he was
worth.  After what seemed like ten minutes, she began to twitch and shiver,
and he felt goose bumps on the skin of her thighs.  She moaned a little
moan, and jumped, swaying back and forth on the seat.  He kept on licking,
hoping she had a good one.  When she finally slowed down, he stopped.

   "Darling..." he asked her, "Did you come?  Was it good?"

   She was silent for a few seconds.  "I don't know what happened.  It just
felt really good.  Can you do that again sometimes?"

   "Whenever your mom says it's okay, I'll be glad to do it.  You had an
orgasm.  You came."

   "It felt good.  I liked it.  Could I put your weenie in my mouth like my
mom did?"

   Lord.  "Ask her."

   She started to jump up, then remembered she hadn't wiped her butt. 
James leapt up, seized the paper, not wanting to miss this opportunity.  He
wiped her little butt good, and got a wet wipe off the back of the toilet
even, and cleaned her thoroughly.  He flushed, and she jumped down.  She
stuck her head out of the bathroom door.

   "Mo-o-o-om!  Can I put James's weenie in my mouth?" James was horrified
at the shrieks of laughter from the other girls.  Tina's face developed a
storm cloud, and she yelled at them to shut up.  James heard Virginia shout
"I don't care, I'm surprised you haven't already!" This family, he thought.
This crazy family.

   Tina sat back down on the toilet, and James stood before her and guided
his dick to her mouth.  He cautioned her against choking, and let her
carefully take his penis into her mouth.  He thought again of pictures. 
Fuck!  His phone!

   He had set his phone on the sink when he entered the room.  He grabbed
it, and activated the camera.  It wasn't high res, but at least it had a
flash.

   "Tina, darling, I'm going to take some pictures, do you mind?"

   She looked up, her jaw extended, his penis well into her mouth, and
shook her head.  I should tell her to suck at some point, he thought.  He
began taking pictures, mostly of the top of her head, but then he switched
hands and took a few from the side.  This was proof, at least.  She began
to actually suck a little, at last.  Her mouth was wet and warm, at least,
and it felt good.  Anything to do with his dick felt good.

   He let it go on for a few minutes before he got afraid he was going to
come.  He didn't want to drown her.  He finally pulled out and explained to
her what he was afraid of, but of course she didn't really understand.  He
got her to sit back on the toilet, and he clicked a few pics of her pussy,
then he asked her to get up so he could shut the lid of the toilet.  After
that he bent her over, with her laying on her stomach on the toilet, and
took some pictures of her cute little butt.  Then, holding the camera in
one hand and spreading her ass with the other, he took some selfies of
himself licking and eating out her little ass.  She tasted wonderful, just
like Kat had smelled, and he finally dropped the camera and concentrated on
her wonderful little asshole.  He pushed his tongue into it, past her
sphincter, tasting her, loving it.  It was nice and nasty.  He wondered if
they had some mouthwash in the cabinet.

   A few minutes of this, and he was worried again that Virginia might look
in on them.  She hadn't seemed to mind anything he did, so he wasn't sure
she'd mind this, but he just didn't want to take a chance.  He gave Tina's
ass one last slurp, and pulled her up.

   "Okay, darling, we need to go back out there.  We're done, okay?" Tina
didn't seem ready, but she finally agreed, and they exited the bathroom. 
Virginia looked asleep, and the other two girls were watching TV.

   "Did you guys have fun?" Virginia asked, drowsily.

   "Yes." Tina said.  He thought she would expound but she didn't. 
Probably didn't want the other girls to make fun of her.

   Virginia stared at James's still ninety percent hard cock.  "You poor
darling, you've never got to come, have you?"

   James laughed, and shook his head.  "It's okay...  I'll..."

   She interrupted him.  "Come here."

   He approached her chair.  She motioned him closer.

   "When you come, pull out and shoot it on my breasts, okay?"

   "There will be a lot, missus Virginia.  It'll make a mess."

   "I don't care.  I want Tina to see it.  To see what makes babies."

   She leaned forward, and took his dick in her mouth.  The other two girls
joined Tina, and together they watched Virginia suck on James's dick.  He
tightened his prostate rhythmically, quickly bringing himself to an orgasm,
and suddenly he touched Virginia on the chin.  She understood, and let him
pull his dick from her mouth.  The first squirt was uncontrollable, and
went all over her shoulders, in her hair, and her cheek.  He came again and
again, splashing her tits, covering them, leaving dripping strings of sperm
drooling from her nipples and running down her stomach.  The girls ooh'ed
and ahh'ed, and Tina snickered, for reasons unknown to him.  He really made
a mess on Virginia, but she didn't seem to mind.  Just as he squirted his
last squirt she grabbed his dick and sucked the sperm off the end of it,
and then ran her hand down her belly and brought up more and licked it off.
James had almost had leg cramps on that one, he was so ready to come after
an afternoon of teasing himself.

   A few minutes later the four of them were back outside, looking for the
other kids.  The girls all acted like nothing had happened, so so did
James. Marissa and James held hands the rest of the day, and before dinner
they found a private spot and kissed for an hour.  James wondered if he
would be expected to fuck her again, but it didn't come up.  She did love
to kiss, though.  He satisfied himself by squeezing her wonderful soft
breasts, and playing with the nipples.  Maybe tomorrow.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 5 : James & Jessica

   James trusted his mom, but he was still too nervous to tell her the
scope of his adventures that afternoon.  He basically told her that he'd
made out with Marissa, which was true, and that he hadn't come inside her,
which was true, and that he'd finally got to cum via a blow job, which was
also true.  So he didn't feel too guilty.  That he had done any of that
didn't seem to bother her in the slightest, she acted happy that he was
getting out and making new friends and even that he had a girlfriend.

   He had met his mom for dinner that night, and Marissa sat with them. 
Marissa seemed a bit intimidated by Jessica, and he realized that Jessica
was probably a bit imposing to a young girl.  He was proud of her.

   That night they all watched the young kids shoot off fireworks, and
James and Marissa went off for a little more private time.  They got a
little more heated up, but still didn't have actual sex.  Marissa played
with James's dick and he rubbed her pussy and played with her plump butt.
He went back to the cabin happy, and slightly horny.  He hoped his mom
would be there.

   She was.  They curled up on the couch and talked about the day.  She
said something that made his eyes slam open and his stomach lurch.

   "I talked to a lady down the path a bit, Virginia, I think.  She said
you came over and watched TV with her daughters."

   "Uh...  yeah..."

   "She said you were a perfect gentleman, and I should be proud of you.  I
am proud of you, James.  You have grown up a lot in the last few months."

   "Uhhh...  thank you..." Whew.  Maybe Virginia didn't blow his cover.  He
just didn't want his mom to think he'd lied to her.  Especially since he
didn't really lie, he just didn't tell all the truth.

   "James.  I've been thinking...  about us, about what I've done...  do
you think we can go back to being mother and son?  What will you require of
me, when we go back to real life?"

   "Mom.  I just want to make love to you every day for the rest of our
lives.  That's it."

   She laughed gently.  "Okay...  I can live with that, I guess...  I just
don't want that to stand in the way of the life you might lead.  Your
happiness is out there, somewhere, James, don't give it up by clinging onto
me."

   He seized her, and clung.  He felt tears again.

   "Mom.  You are my happiness.  You are all I want.  You are all I'll ever
need."

   "Don't make your mind up yet, James.  You are young.  You have a lot
ahead of you, and a lot of promise."

   "Can't we worry about this later, like when we go home?"

   She laughed at that.  "I guess so."

   He raised up, and kissed her.  She mmmm'd and kissed back.  They fucked,
slowly and gently, on the couch, and then went to bed.  Later that night
she felt him enter her again, as she slipped into slumber.  She woke up
several times as he slowly fucked her, off and on for what seemed like
hours.  She came, half asleep, dreaming of unicorns and castles and
hobbits, ugly horny little hobbits with huge penises.



   --==+==-

   The next few days passed in a blur.  He played with the other kids, and
kissed on Marissa during the day, and fucked his mom at night.  He finally
fucked Marissa again, out in a field in a dusky evening, and he tried to
stretch it out as long as he could, he wanted her to remember him the rest
of her life, no matter what happened between them.  She fucked nicely, and
she came like a volcano, almost shaking the ground.  He had noticed she had
a nice big fat clit, and he wondered if that was why she came so
energetically.  He also decided she had a clit in her asshole, he had made
her come first by sawing his finger in and out of her asshole as they lay
in the grass.  She was fun to fuck, and she seemed to appreciate it.  She
was on the pill, so he didn't have any worries in that regard.

   Later, the next day, he walked to the lake with his mom, and showed her
some of the places the kids hung out.  They walked on to the ghost town,
and collected a few trinkets, and walked back to the lake.  James was
turned on by the whole experience, just being with his mom turned him on,
and walking around the woods with her naked by his side gave him an almost
perpetual half hard-on.  They stood on the shore of the lake and she
laughed at him, grasping his dick and wiggling it, jacking him a little. 
She looked all around to see if anybody was nearby.  No one was in sight.

   "James.  Get in the water with me.  Let's fuck." She said,
conspiratorially.  He was only too glad to comply.  She waded out into the
cool water, and he followed.  He had thought she meant deep in the water,
where no one could tell what they were doing, but she stopped when it was
barely knee-high.

   "I don't want you pumping me full of pond water." She explained, and he
understood.  They embraced, and kissed deeply.  His hard dick got even
harder, folded up against her warm body.  They both scanned the shore
again, and saw no one.  James hunkered down and brought his penis up into
the crease of her cunt, pushing slowly, gently, and finally he pierced her.
She breathed a long sigh, and gripped him to her.  He began slowly fucking
up and down into her, wetting his dick with her juices, and at last began
seriously fucking her.  She moaned and groaned, truly enjoying the
sensations, as she still scanned the shore behind him.  They continued this
way for several minutes, until she finally came, hard and fast, almost
losing her footing and falling in the water.  James knew she had hurried,
and figured she was worried about someone coming along.  They stood,
holding each other, for minutes afterward, in the glow of orgasm.  James
finally washed his dick off, and they returned to the camp.



   --==+==-

   That evening he had another charming little encounter with Tina.  The
other kids were off doing who knows what, and she felt left out.  He walked
to the north of the camp with her, into the woods, where the ghost shack
was.  It seemed like no one was around for miles and miles.  In the dusky
twilight, a million feathery seeds floated in the hot, dead air.  She
stared at him, and he was surprised that a ten-year old could give him such
a look of raw, naked lust.  He pulled her down on the weathered, crumbling
porch of the ghost shack, and fastened his mouth around her sweet little
cunt, sucking for all he was worth, burying his tongue deeply in her body.
As the shadows lengthened, he brought her to orgasm, and then showed her
how to suck a dick right.  She was a good student, and she managed to pull
major vacuum on his hard cock.  He wanted badly to come in her mouth, but
at first he was afraid he would choke her.  He finally thought what the
hell, and warned her several times what was going to happen.  She
remembered her mom, and was willing to try.  He came mightily, blasting a
half-dozen jets of sperm into her mouth, until it oozed out the side and
dripped down her chin.  Luckily, she didn't choke.  She swallowed several
times, and gave the end of his cock a lick, and announced that although it
was alright, she probably could pass on future semen slurping.  By then she
was exhausted.  She sat, breathing heavily, rivulets of semen running down
her neck and onto her young flat chest, and all the way down into her sweet
young cunt.

   They sat side by side on the porch.  Tina laughed, and looked up at him,
her eyes sparkling.

   "Ja-ames...  guess what...  I have to poop!"

   Oh god.  Here we go.  He centered her up on a concrete slab in the yard
of the ghost shack.  First she stood, bending over backwards, her hands on
the backs of her legs, spreading her legs wide, and sent a stream of pee
shooting out, across the yard.  James quickly leaned forward, his tongue
out, and tasted her urine, excited by the bitter, yellow taste of it.  It
splashed all around his mouth and down his chest, almost steaming in the
hot dry air.  She squatted, finally, bent over at the waist, and defecated
softly, a long brown turd hanging from her asshole.  It broke off and
another one followed.  When she was done, James gathered up some leaves and
wiped her best he could, then finally just up-ended her and licked her
asshole clean.  Even her shit tasted sexy, he decided, turned on by the
harsh bitter taste.  He reminded himself to brush his teeth and tongue when
he got back to the cabin.  They walked through the gloom back to the camp,
and James kissed her chastely on top of the head.  They separated.



   --==+==-

   Marissa was completely cold to him the next day.  No hand-holding, no
sweet talk, barely any talk at all.  He wondered if Tina had squealed about
their adventures last night.  It hadn't bothered Marissa when he played
with Tina the other day at her cabin, though.  He was puzzled but not
really hurt, he knew about girls and their moods.  Finally, that afternoon,
he conspired to be alone with her.

   "Marissa.  What's wrong?  Are you okay?" Just get it out in the open, he
thought.

   She regarded him with that steely gaze she was so good at.  He could
almost feel it with his eyes closed, he thought.

   "James.  Thomas B and the Jester saw you yesterday, at the lake. 
Fucking your mom."

   Oh shit.  Oh shit.  So that was it.  Jeezus, what now.  How could he
wiggle out of this.

   "Well, uh, Marissa..."

   "Your mom, James?  Your mom?  I mean, she's sexy and all that, but your
mom?"

   "Marissa, maybe that's what it looked like..."

   "Looked like?  That's what it was.  They said she came and everything."

   "Okay, okay." Think think.  "Marissa.  It's a long story.  And she's not
really even my mom.  I'm not even adopted by her.  I've just lived with her
forever.  We go back a long way, me and her." Well, that was kind of true,
they did go back a long ways, although the sex stuff was pretty recent.

   "James, James.  And I trusted you so."

   "Look, Marissa," he spluttered.  "I fucked your mom too, remember?  You
practically shoved me onto her, or her onto me, whatever.  This is the 21st
century.  Lines are blurred.  This doesn't happen a lot," Lie!  "but every
now and then she just has to have it.  Give me a break.  I can love her and
you both." That, at least, was the truth, he felt like.

   Marissa regarded him coolly.  "Well, that's true, you did fuck my mom.
But, honestly, James.  Your own mother?"

   "Marissa, honey, you can tell how strong-willed she is...  when she
wants to fuck, I can't do anything but fuck..."

   Marissa sighed, obviously still wanting to be a little angry.  But James
felt like she understood now where he was coming from, although he had
misrepresented his mom somewhat.

   "How often do you do it?"

   "Uhm, maybe once a week." Lie again.  Oh well.

   "Really."

   "Marissa, baby, don't you remember how we fucked night before last, you
and I?  Do you think I could do that if I was all tired out from her?"

   "James." Marissa sneered a bit, but good-humordly.  "James, the other
day you fucked three girls, myself included, and then played dickee-die-doe
with my little sister.  I think you have it in you."

   "Well, maybe.  But don't let it bother you.  This is just how my life
goes.  And I do love you.  You have been very sweet to me, and I don't want
to lose you."

   "Okay, okay.  But tell me when you you've had to fuck her.  And wash, I
don't want her juice on me."

   "Hey, you didn't mind your mom's..." He stopped at the look on her face,
and nodded.  "Okay.  Deal."

   They passed the day in friendly company, and Marissa seemed to be truly
over it.  That night, he felt like he had to make it up to her, and he led
her to the field where he had first fucked his mom.  He didn't tell her
that, though.  He spread out a towel, and they lay down and watched the
stars.  They played around for an hour, he made her come and come again
with his fingers, and finally he slid his long hard cock into her moist
cunt.  He wished he could see the stars while he fucked her, but it was
okay.  He fucked her long and hard, actually having a hard time holding
back, and when she began moaning and bucking he finally let himself come,
groaning and grunting a little himself, pumping her tight pussy full of
sperm.

   He jumped as a rough voice said, "You kids okay?"

   Sweet Jeezus, what the fuck.  A shadow stood over them.  Marissa was
motionless beneath him, frozen.  He was frozen.

   "Yes, sir, we are fine.  Thank you."

   "Just wondered.  Heard some noises, thought maybe somebody had fallen or
something."

   The man turned and left.  James let out and explosive breath.

   "Jeezus, is there no privacy in this place!" James was indignant. 
Marissa giggled, her body shaking.

   "Darn you.  He didn't know who you were, but I'm sure he did me.  I
talked and everything.  Jeezus."

   "James, don't worry.  Fucking on the football field is not illegal,
except during games."

   "We're both underage.  Damn."

   "James, he won't care.  That was old man Stephens, Jester's grandpa.  He
just thought something was wrong."

   "Jeezus.  Sweet Jeezus." This one he would want to tell his mom about.
She would probably think it was funny.



   --==+==-

   He did.  She did.

   "James, don't worry about it.  He's an old man, but he probably
remembers being young once.  Forget it."

   He was amused now.  He'd been made twice, once fucking his own mom, and
once fucking his girlfriend.  Word was sure gonna get out now.



   --==+==-

   Word did get out, quickly.  Jester was in awe of him.  Even Thomas B, in
his senior year, and the only kid to come anywhere close to challenging
James on penis size, was impressed.  The group was layerless, like he'd
thought earlier, but a definite pecking order was solidifying, and he was
pretty damn near the top.  He carefully tried not to abuse his new-found
power.  Even Marissa seemed to bask in the glow of fame, or infamy, since
everyone knew that it was her that was underneath him when Mr.  Stephens
had happened onto them.

   Mr.  Stephens was faintly apologetic the next time James saw him, but it
was obvious that he had squealed.  All the kids knew about it.  They even
started calling the football field "fuck field".  When James told his mom
that, she really laughed.  Jeezus.

   He had a long talk with Jester, Thomas and the other boys in Thomas's
cabin one afternoon, and he told them a carefully edited story about him
and his mom, making it sound like it had been going on for years.  Everyone
was jealous, they all agreed his mom was a major fox, and every last one of
them wanted desperately to fuck her.  He wished they could.  A surprising
number of the boys were still virgins, and he had no real advice for them,
other than don't give up.  They did seem to enjoy his stories, though.  Kat
magically aged several years, but he mostly told the truth.  He decided he
was a good storyteller.



   --==+==-

   One morning, James and his mother arose and prepared for the day.  In
the bathroom, he urinated, which was hard to do because he had a piss
boner. His mom giggled.  "I always pee in the shower," She said, causing
him even more hardness.  They crowded into the small shower after the water
warmed up, and James said, "Mom.  Do it, please."

   Jessica giggled again and spread her legs at the knees.  He hurriedly
dropped to his knees in front of her, in relative dryness, since the warm
shower water was pounding on her back.  She said, "oh, shit." and finally a
hot steaming stream of yellow fluid almost exploded from her cunt.  He
buried his face in it, his tongue out, tasting her bitter urine.  This is
her life, he thought, I am tasting her life.  This water was been through
her body, somehow being changed into this magical fluid.  He gulped some of
it, feeling its heat in his throat, splashing down his chest.  He thought
of Tina, and the difference in her bittersweet little-girl pee, and his
mom's thicker, headier urine.  The smell was intense, almost burning his
nostrils.  His dick was so hard it was almost ready to explode.  Piss ran
down his neck, and over his chest.  He could feel her urine dripping off
his balls.  The stream tapered off, and he buried his face in her cunt,
licking and sucking.  Jessica giggled.

   "James, my sweet little perverted James.  Thank you, darling, thank
you."

   They finished, scrubbing each other's backs.  Jessica, always concerned
about James's hygiene, spent a lot of time carefully washing his dick, so
much that he got a little soap burn.  Shit.

   He seized her and slid into her, fucking her standing up, the way she
liked it.  She was easy to fuck standing up, she had a nice wide space
between her legs, at the top of her crotch.  And, he noticed, her pussy
seemed to angle outwards a bit.  She was built for standing fucking.  He
pressed her against the shower wall, and her back stuck and pulled away as
he fucked her, making farty noises because of the vacuum.  They both
giggled.

   She came, and he came, hot water sluicing down their bodies.  At last,
as he stood and hugged her, the water began to get cool.  Jessica washed
her cunt, washed what of his sperm she could out of it, and they climbed
out of the shower.  They brushed their teeth, and went back to the bedroom
and put on their shoes.  This had become their usual morning ritual. 
Jame's mother puttered about, applying the tiny bit of makeup that she
thought she needed.  James knew she didn't really need any, but he kept his
mouth shut.  It was just part of the routine.

   "James, dear, will you excuse me for a moment?" She stopped, and waited
for him to leave the bathroom.

   "Nope." He said, brushing his hair, making it stand up.

   "James." She laughed, motioning towards the door.  "I need some privacy.
For just a few minutes."

   "Mom.  I just drank your pee.  We have no secrets."

   She snorted.  "Yes, we have one.  James, would you please leave while I
go to the toilet?"

   "Mom, don't worry about it.  Go ahead.  We're a couple now, remember?"

   "James...  James, some things are off limits for even couples, dear. 
Scoot, now."

   "Mom." He turned and faced her.  "You are sexy, to me.  Everything you
do, and everything about you is sexy.  The thought of you pooping, even, is
sexy.  Go ahead."

   She sighed in exasperation.  "James, James.  What a weird child you are.
You are what I've made you, I guess."

   "Mom." He turned and faced her.  "Go ahead.  I want to fuck you, again.
While you're on the toilet."

   She regarded him again with her sober gaze.  "You are one weird kid."

   She finally realized he wasn't going anywhere.  She sat gingerly on the
toilet, and stared at him.  He realized with glee she was embarrassed.  How
rarely was she ever embarrassed.  He couldn't remember the last time. 
Nothing happened for a while.  He continued his ablutions, and finally got
down on his knees in front of the toilet.  He began stroking his half-hard
dick, trying to wake it up, and she instinctively spread her legs wide.  He
was just tall enough on his knees to fit his dick over the rim of the
toilet and send it probing in between her legs to her pussy.  It was
finally fairly hard, and she made a funny noise, and helped him fit it into
her cunt.  He pushed deeper and deeper into her, glad, once again, that he
had a long dick.  And that he was young, and could get hard again so
quickly...  well, he didn't actually think that, he was too young to know
about that particular problem.  She sat back on the seat, and sighed.

   "James, James.  What will become of us, dear..."

   "We will live long happy lives, Mom.  And fuck every day until we die."

   He fucked her for probably fifteen minutes.  He was turned on, waiting
with anticipation, for what exactly he wasn't sure.  How rarely in life, he
thought, do we get to experience something totally new.  This had been a
summer of new things for him, more than any other time in his life.  He
wasn't sure how his mom pooping really fit into that, but the thought of it
was turning him on.  She lay back on the seat, almost asleep, he thought,
but he knew she was enjoying the toilet fuck experience.  Finally her eyes
slammed open, and she squinched up her mouth.  She came, trembling and
shaking, and at the same time he heard splashes in the bowl beneath them as
she defecated.  She farted gently a few times, giggling, and the room
filled up with the smell, and he thought, She-it, goddam.  Her shit does
smell sexy.  He was pleased to be right.  He fucked away until she settled
back down, smiling shyly at him, and giggling.

   He came, groaning, shooting what felt like a gallon or two of hot cum
into her body.  His legs almost locked, since he was on his knees, and he
felt the start of cramps in his calves.  Jeezus.  He finally finished, and
fell forwards on her, hugging her.

   "Jeezus, James." She said.  "That was...  intense...  I really had to
go. That felt good, to do it when I came."

   He got up at last, and left her alone, letting her wipe her ass in
peace. He had even thought of doing that for her, like he had Tina, but he
thought, what the hell, save something for next time.



   --==+==-

   As the week wound down to a close, James was morose.  He wanted so bad
to suggest they stay longer, but he knew that they probably couldn't afford
it.  And his mom had to go back to work.  He made a last trip to the ghost
town with his mother, and they dropped his towel on the floor of an old
building, and fucked slowly for what seemed like hours in the dusky green
twilight.  Dust tickled their noses and made them sneeze, and he could feel
his dick pulsate and contract every time when he sneezed, deep in her body.
She came like a tiger, exhaling loudly and almost shouting at one point,
and he laughed and gulped and grunted loudly himself.  They walked back to
the camp slowly, past the pond where James thought about suggesting a
farewell fuck, but he was too tired.  One more full day, he thought.  What
should he do to make it special for Marissa.  All he could think of was to
fuck her.  That would have to do, he guessed.  It's not like they had a
gift shop or anything at the camp.



   --==+==-

   One day near the end of the week, James couldn't remember which, Marissa
dragged him back to her cabin.  She didn't have to drag very hard.  All she
had said was, "My mom wants to see you before you have to leave." James
figured he knew what Virginia really wanted, and he was right.  Virginia
and he sat on the couch, while Marissa frittered and fretted around the
room.  He and Virginia made small talk.

   "Mom." Marissa broke in, standing before them.

   "What, dear." Virginia's eyes left James's cock momentarily to glance at
her daughter.

   "Mom, James fucks his mother.  She makes him do it."

   Oh shit.  James sighed.  Virginia regarded him coolly.

   "Yes, I heard something to that effect through the grapevine.  Well,
she's a lucky woman then.  James is a very exceptional young man.  Marissa,
watch your language.  Is that how all you kids talk now?"

   "Pretty much." Said Marissa.

   "Miss...  Virginia..." James said.  "It's really a little more
complicated than that.  She's not my real mother and I'm not even adopted.
I just live with her."

   "James.  I make no judgments, and neither should my daughter." Virginia
regarded Marissa with that steely, intense gaze.  "Sometimes I wonder
exactly what I'm raising with these two.  Sometimes I wonder if things got
switched at the hospital."

   "Mo-om..." Said Marissa.  These two, she had said.  James wished Tina
was there.  If he was going to get to fuck Virginia again, he wished Tina
was there to watch.  He didn't know why he liked that so much, but he did.

   "No matter." Said Virginia.  "James, if you enjoy making love to your
mother, more power to you.  Your mother is a very attractive woman.  I'm
sure it's enjoyable for you."

   "Yes, Ma'am." Said James, stealing a glance at Marissa, hoping that
didn't make her mad.  It looked like it did, kind of.  Why am I here again?
James thought.

   "James." Virginia said, crushing out her cigarette.  "I asked Marissa to
bring you by so I could tell you goodbye and thank you for the other day.
You made me very happy.  I don't get to be happy very often, but you did it
very well."

   "Uhm...  you're welcome..."

   "I would...  and I did ask Marissa about this first...  I would welcome
another chance...  to spend a little time with you."

   James stared fervently at her beautiful round hard tits.

   "Oh, anytime, Miss Virginia, I would be glad..."

   "Marissa, darling?" Virginia regarded her daughter.  "Would you join us
in the bedroom?"



   --==+==-

   James was very turned on.  The thought of fucking both Marissa and her
mother together excited him greatly.  He followed Virginia into the
bedroom, and turned to Marissa.  He gave her a long slow kiss to re-assure
her.  She seemed okay so far.  Oh, he thought, let this go well.  Let this
go well.

   Virginia was no-nonsense, and very business-like.  She lay back on the
bed, and spread her legs.  Her cunt was dark, the lips brown, almost black
in some places.  Her clit, like her daughter's, loomed large, stealing
attention from her pussy.  Her cunt was bald, and James wondered if she'd
had the laser treatment, too.  He remembered how smooth she felt last time.
They needed to get that for Marissa, she had definite stubble at times. 
James figured Virginia was ready for him to just plunge into her, but he
liked her cunt, and he wanted to taste it again.  He sat Marissa down
beside her, and bent his head down to Virginia's vagina.  Oh, he didn't
care if it was forty years old, it smelled good to him.  He knew it would
taste good.

   After a few minutes he moved to Marissa.  He had been finger-fucking
Marissa while he ate Virginia, and now he switched.  His finger felt loose
in Virginia's pussy, but she seemed to be enjoying it.  He tried to bump
her clit every time he went in, knowing that that would help.

   Marissa's cunt was sweet and almost cool under his tongue.  What a
difference a little age makes, he thought.  He guessed Virginia was in her
forties.  He wondered what his mom's cunt would be like when she was in her
forties.  His mom, to him, was every bit as young and fresh and delectable
as Marissa was.  As even Kat and Tina were.  He knew his mom was no virgin,
but she still had a special something to him.  Virginia acted a bit like
what she was, a tired old lady.  His mom was nothing like that.  He felt a
twinge of sadness for Virginia.  She seemed like a hell of a lady, strict,
yes, and incredibly also liberal, I mean look at how she was raising her
two kids.  Letting them watch her fuck people, letting Tina play around
with his dick...  Jeezus...  what a strange family.

   Virginia had had enough playing around.  "James, please make love to me
now." She said.  He crawled up in between her legs, and lay on her.  They
kissed, and she began to rub his back and squeeze his ass.  They fucked for
what seemed to be a long time to James, and he began to be uncomfortable,
wondering if he could hold back and leave some for Marissa.  Marissa, what
the hell was she doing?  She was just sitting there, on the side of the
bed, watching him fuck her mother.  Finally, at long long last, Virginia
came, an earth-shaking pounding orgasm, and he was pleased that he had done
that for her.  He hoped he was responsible.  When her fingers and toes
uncurled and she looked blearily up at him he laughed, and kissed her one
last time.  She smiled, and pulled herself up.

   "Marissa...  he's all yours...  sorry if I took more than my share..."

   "Thank you, mother." Said Marissa, giggling softly.  James held his arms
out to her, and she flew into them.  He lay back on the bed with her on top
of him, and began kissing her and massaging her firm flesh.  At last they
rolled over, and he entered her.  He fucked her slowly, gently, wanting it
to last, wanting her to know he cared about her and her pleasure.  She
finally indicated that she wanted it a little harder, and he banged harder,
eager to please her.  He had no idea where Virginia was, she might have
left the room for all he knew.

   Marissa buried her fingertips in his ass, and spread his ass cheeks
apart widely.  He went "Mmmph" into her mouth, and they both giggled.  Then
he jumped in shock as he felt something touch him back there.  A wet wiggly
thing was rubbing his asshole.  Something was tightly gripping his balls.
He realized Virginia was back there, down between his legs.  She was
licking his asshole.  Jeezus.  It was intense, and he almost came then. 
Marissa pulled and stretched his ass apart, and Virginia kissed and licked
and slurped on his asshole.  He liked his ass played with, and he hoped he
was clean down there for her.  He didn't figure it would matter to her,
though.  He felt her tongue enter him again and again, and finally,
thankfully, Marissa came, and he knew it was safe for him to come.  He did,
grimacing and grunting, pumping the girl full of hot, burning sperm,
moaning and groaning.  They lay, exhausted.  Virginia slapped him on the
ass.  "Good work, you two." She said.

   They left the cabin.  James was tired and his knees were weak.  Virginia
had kissed him goodby, on the lips.  Jeezus, he thought.  I've just kissed
my own ass.  Marissa chattered away, her hand in his.  He was happy.



   --==+==-

   On the very last day he found himself with his mom again.  They walked
out to the pond, and stood on the rough, cracked shoreline, staring out
over the water.  They had made love just once last night, but what a love
they had made.  James had gone for hours, and finally come, and then came
again just a few minutes later.  Neither he nor his mom and any idea how
many times she had come, but it was a high number.  He felt like he was
getting really good at the sex thing, he had yet to really fuck up a fuck,
and god, could he ever make her come.  He was so deeply in love with her by
now that he felt like at times he was drowning, sinking further and further
down, his lungs filling with her, his consciousness dwindling to a little
point, surrounded by an ocean of her.  He could not imagine life without
her, or going back to the life he had had before this.  How could he?  He
would die.

   He did wonder what would happen when they went back to real life.  What
would she allow?  Could he move into her room with her?  Would she fuck him
in his own bed?  In the back yard?  On he couch in the living room?  He
wanted it all, he wanted to do it all, and he wanted to come back here next
summer.  And every year after that.  Let's see...  his mom was seventeen
years older than he was...  when he was twenty, she'd be thirty seven... 
she's still be sexy, surely...

   His mom broke his daydreaming.

   "James.  Let's go out into the water again."

   Shit.  Of course.  He'd told her about the boys seeing them the other
day in the pond, and it just amused her.  He's also told her about his talk
with Marissa, although he edited it slightly to make Marissa seem a little
less hostile to his mom.  He realized that Marissa was probably just
jealous, his mom was truly something to be jealous of, especially to a
probably slightly insecure young girl.  Anyway.

   He followed her out into the water.  They stood, side by side, looking
out over the lake, well, really it was a just pond, watching birds swoop
down and snatch things floating just below the surface.

   "James.  It's been a good week.  Thank you for suggesting this."

   "Oh god, mom, thank you for saying yes.  And for paying for it."

   "It was worth it.  I think I needed this, I needed some kind of
absolution or something.  I needed something to purge the remnants of your
father out of my mind..."

   James knew that he had done that, if anything had.  Him, and his big
dick.

   "James.  I'm going to bring this up one last time, and then I'll shut up
about it.  You're a big boy, you can make up your mind.  I just hope that
you don't hate me someday..."

   "Mom!" He started, but she silenced him with a gesture.

   "James.  What we have done will probably forever be wrong in the eyes of
the world.  But I wouldn't take back anything.  I have enjoyed this week
more than any in my life.  I love you, and I offer you myself to you, as
long as you want me.  Please remember that, that everything I have done
this week was out of love.  I want it to be that way now, even if it didn't
exactly seem to start out that way..."

   He wasn't sure what she meant by that, but he'd take it.  She was
silent.

   "Mom.  You know how I feel about you.  That will never change.  I will
always love you.  You are my life.  I regret nothing either."

   They stood for a while longer, in companionable silence.  Finally they
drifted together, and hugged, face to face, their heads on each others
shoulders.  James let his hands drift down his mom's back, and gently
rubbed her butt, her beautiful firm butt.

   "Mom."

   "What."

   "Wanna do it one last time?  In the water?"

   It was dusk, twilight.  The sun was setting beyond the trees.  Night
things were waking up, and starting to chirp.  He slid into her easily, her
moist cunt gripping him firmly.  He pumped her to an orgasm, but he didn't
come, remembering his plans for Marissa that night.  They stood in
knee-deep water as darkness fell over them, and hugged each other tightly.
James kissed her fervently, almost harshly, wanting to melt into her,
almost wanting to be her.  He couldn't love her more than this, he though.
It just wasn't possible.



   --==+==-

   They talked frankly on the way back to the camp, and James told her she
had quite a fan club among the boys of the camp.  She snorted at that.  No
really, he said, every single last one of them would die to make it with
you.  Really.  She became thoughtful at that.

   "Even that Mexican kid?  The one with the big cock?" Yes, even the
Mexican kid.

   She walked along, silently.  They went inside.

   "James." She settled beside him on the couch.  "How would you feel... 
if I did...  If I did make it with your friends...  some of them, ones you
picked out..."

   He didn't really even have to think about it.  "Mom.  More than
anything, I guess I would feel proud.  Proud of you.  Would you really do
that?"

   "I'm considering it."

   "Mom.  Think about it, while I go spend some time with Marissa.  Okay?"
He wasn't sure how serious she was, but his mom was pretty
straight-forward. If she said something, she usually meant it.  This would
be wild, he thought, too wild.  It didn't even occur to him to be jealous.



   --==+==-

   Feeling a little pressed for time, he found Marissa.  They went to the
lunchroom for dinner, and then walked out into the night.  He had his
towel, of course.  They found themselves at the football field, but too
many people were out and around.  Finally James suggested they go back to
his cabin.  Maybe his mom would be out.

   She was just leaving as they arrived.

   "Mom...  Marissa and I are going inside for a while..." He didn't really
know what else to say.  It wasn't like they could watch TV or anything. 
His mom, amused, nodded and smiled.

   "Have fun, you two." She was gone.  He figured she'd stay away for a
while, knowing they were in there.  Marissa seemed embarrassed.

   "She knows what we're going to do..."

   "Of course.  But she doesn't care.  Marissa.  Get over it.  She likes
you!"

   "She just makes me nervous is all.  I'm sorry."

   "It's okay." They went inside.  James got them drinks from the fridge.
After that, there wasn't much to do except make out.  So they started
making out.  James finally moved them into his bedroom.  Marissa surveyed
his still made bed with suspicion.  He hadn't slept in that bed once, even.
And it looked like it.  Shit.

   "Do you sleep with her, James?  Every night?"

   "Uhm." His mind raced.  He lied, to keep the peace.  "Actually, usually
I sleep on the couch."

   "I see." Said Marissa, not entirely convinced.  She finally gave in, and
they crawled onto the bed, and James wrapped his mouth around hers.  After
what seemed like an hour of kissing they began to rub and fondle each
other, and it quickly built up into a fevered pitch.

   Suddenly Marissa burst into tears.  "I can't believe you're leaving
tomorrow!" She wailed, and he comforted her, not knowing what to say other
than, "I'm sorry, darling," over and over.

   He let her cry herself out, and then he kissed her some more.  Finally
she heated up a little, and took his dick in her mouth.  He stretched his
arm around behind her, and began playing with her asshole.  She came before
he ever got his finger in her even, and then she indicated she was ready to
be fucked.  What an odd, backwards girl, he thought, as he penetrated her.
His dick felt huge, and he was already ready to come, but he pumped away,
slaving to make her happy.  She came again, a good come, bouncing and
bucking on the bed, almost throwing him off.  They lay, his arms around
her, basking in the glow, resting, recharging.

   "Marissa.  I love you.  I'll think of nothing but you while were apart.
Please remember that.  I love you."

   "I love you too, darling," she said sleepily.  Oh shit, she was going to
sleep.  He looked at the clock.  Almost ten.  Shit.

   "Damn, girl, you're going to sleep.  Want me to walk you home?"

   "Yes, please, James, I don't feel too great today.  I'm really tired."

   They walked back to her cabin in silence, enjoying each others company.
He didn't want to go in and risk more wasted time, so he stopped on the
porch, and hugged and kissed her deeply.  She was almost in a trance by
now, half asleep, and after assuring him she'd see him in the morning she
disappeared inside.  James flew off he porch and went in search of his mom.

   He finally found her in the lunchroom, talking to other adults.  He
seated himself nearby, and waited for her to finish.  She wrapped it up,
seeing him, and hung her arm over his shoulder and they left the main camp.
she only said one thing to him on the way to their cabin, but it
electrified him.

   "James.  Get your friends, and bring them to the cabin."

   He whirled and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her, and then
scampered off.  Most of the boys spent the evening at Jester's, watching
TV. That's where he found four of the seven of them.  He burst in the room,
checking to make sure Jester's grandpa wasn't hiding in the corner.

   "Hey, you guys.  My mom wants to see you, all of you.  Find Ralph and
Don and Sammie.  Hurry."

   They were puzzled, but eager, if his mom was involved.  He was sure that
just from that sentence, lights were going on in a few heads.  I mean, at
this time of night?  What could it be?

   They spread out, and the other three boys were quickly found.  James
shushed them, and had them break up into groups, and they all quickly snuck
in the door of James and Jessica's cabin.  His mom sat, naked of course, on
the couch, watching the troupe enter.  He thought she actually looked a
little bit nervous.  He wanted to comfort her, to tell her not to worry. 
He felt a bump on his dick and looked down to see it hitting the couch
armrest.  It was half hard, already.  He was already getting turned on,
just thinking of this.

   "Boys." His mom finally spoke.  "I will trust your discretion in this
matter.  We're going to do a chinese fire drill.  Please don't think ill of
me for what I'm about to do.  I just want my son's friends to be happy, and
have a good summer."

   The boys nodded, smiling, some nervously.  It was obvious by now that
something big was in the air.  James looked around.  Half of them were hard
already.  He was totally hard.  Jeezus.

   She got up from the couch and motioned them to follow her into her
bedroom, where the double bed was.  In silence they watched her sit on the
edge of the bed and spread her legs wide.  James loved her so much that
moment that it hurt.  She's doing this for me, he thought, well, maybe for
herself a little, but she's doing this for me and my friends.

   Everyone was crowded into the small bedroom.  There was silence.  His
mom spoke.

   "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't come inside me.  Otherwise it'll get
pretty messy for the next guy.  Right before you come, pull out and I'll
finish you myself.  Understand?  Well?  Who's first?"



   --==+==-

   The next two hours were a blur to James.  Thomas was first, putting his
above-average sized dick to good use.  His mom came quickly, surprising
James, and he thought she was surprised, too.  Thomas did it right, after
making her come he pulled out, and she seized his penis and popped it into
her mouth.  She sucked away as he came and twitched and jerked, and went
away smiling.  Sammie was next, he wanted to suck her tits and she let him,
not rushing him at all.  He finally fucked her with his average-sized dick,
and she came nicely.  James wondered if she was going to come every time,
for every boy, and decided she would at least pretend to, to be polite. 
Her comes seemed real to him, though.

   By the time the jester stepped up, she was already starting to look a
little worn.  Sweat covered her body, and James turned on the ceiling fan.
He wished the units had air conditioning in the bedrooms.  Jester pumped
away, putting in a fine performance, and Jessica came hard, honestly, it
seemed to James.  He wondered how many times she could come.  It had been
close to an hour already.  The next boy wanted to taste her pussy, and she
seemed to welcome the chance to relax as he munched and slurped his way
around her genitals.  He finally fucked her, and she sucked him a long time
before he came.  James figured he was holding back, but didn't blame him.
Two more to go.  The next had a little accident, and came quickly, inside
her, but she pooh-poohed it, and excited the boys by reaching a finger
inside herself and drawing out semen.  She popped the finger into her
mouth. The last boy seemed to fuck her forever, pumping away, sucking her
tits and kissing her.  She came again, a last time, and finally told the
boy he could come inside her, since he was the last.  But he wanted her to
suck him off, and she did, massaging his balls as he came in her mouth. 
James wondered how much semen she had swallowed that evening.  A lot.

   The show was finally over.  Jessica lay limply on the bed, exhausted. 
James had planned on a round with her himself, but he didn't have the heart
to do it to her.  She looked totally worn out.  His love for her knew no
bounds.  That she would do this for him, for his friends, gave him the
happiest, warmest feeling ever.  He would never forget this.

   The boys thanked her sincerely, and quietly filed out.  James smiled and
waved until the last one had left, and went back to join her.  He crawled
up on the bed beside her, and held her.  She mumbled sleepily, and nuzzled
her face against his chest.  Amazingly, she didn't even smell of sperm,
that much.  He got up and turned out the light, and rejoined her.  It was
past one o'clock.  They slept.

   Deep, deep in the night, James twitched.  Something woke him up. 
"Mmmmm...." his mom mumbled sleepily.  James searched around for her face
and kissed her, loving her.  She woke up a little further.

   "James..." she said, blearily.

   "What, mom?"

   "Will you still respect me in the morning?" He had no idea why she asked
this, he guessed because she'd just let seven boys fuck her.

   "Mom, I will respect you forever...  what you did was...  fantastic... I
love you even more for it..."

   "Thank you, baby...  just keep thinking that..."

   "Don't worry, darling...  go back to sleep..."

   She nodded sleepily, then kissed him.  They kissed again.  And again. 
James realized she was pretty awake now.  He was too.  He laughed softly,
and touched his dick, to wake it up.  It was already awake too, he
realized. In another thirty seconds he slid it into her, and started a long
slow stroke.  She took a deep breath and sighed, and pulled him up on top
of her a little more.  They fucked slowly, languidly, until the room began
brightening and morning came.  She came, softly, slowly, her muscles
contracting almost to the point of cramps.  He could tell from her
breathing she had had a good come.  He let himself go, and pumped jism deep
into her cunt.  They lay quietly, loving each other, and then both drifted
off into sleep.

   At eight o'clock James's phone went off.  They dragged themselves out of
bed, put on their shoes, and began packing what little they had brought. 
At breakfast they said their goodbyes, and James let Marissa weep on his
shoulder.  Finally it was time to go.  One last kiss from Marissa, and
James pulled his shorts and a shirt.  His mom was looking sexy in some
cut-offs and a tank top.  They waved to everyone, got in the car and drove
away.  A somber group of young boys watched them go, sad to see them leave.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 6 : James Returns

   The trip home was fun, in spite of James's sadness at having to leave
the camp.  His mom looked incredibly sexy to him, after a week of seeing
her naked to see her in sexy cut-offs and a tank top almost blew his mind.
Every time they stopped, once at a gas station and twice at gift shops, he
knew that every man's eyes were on her.  And she's mine, he thought, she's
mine.  His whole future seemed to open up before him, a place of limitless
possibilities and limitless sex.  His mom had said that it was up to him.
He knew already what he wanted.  He wanted her.  He would always want her.

   They finally pulled into the house as night fell.  It was a matter of
minutes to unpack the car, and they settled in.  James had called Robert
when they hit the city, and told him to get over as quick as he could.  He
was sure Robert was eager to hear of his week in glorious nudesville.  Poor
Robert.  If they went next year, he was going to do everything he could to
see if Robert could go also.  He would save up money to pay his way, even.
It was only fair.

   He transferred the pictures on his laptop to his encrypted drive, almost
rubbing his hands together in anticipation of showing them to Robert.  He
wondered when Kat would get to come over.  This was going to be good.

   At last he heard voices downstairs.  Robert tramped up the stairs and
came in his room.  James motioned for him to shut the door.  He did.

   "Hey, what's up."

   "The usual."

   "Well, how was it?  Did you see lots of girls?"

   "No, not a one.  Yes, lots.  Lots and lots.  I have a girlfriend now,
even."

   "Really!  You lucky!"

   "Yeah, it was as cool as I thought it would be.  Cooler.  Way cooler."

   "Damn you.  You are so lucky.  God, your mom looks sexy in those shorts.
Jeezus, you're lucky."

   You don't know the half of it.  Yet.  James thought.  He almost felt
sorry for Robert.  Maybe he could get his mom to...  hmmmm...  He filed
away the idea for later.

   Robert's voice dropped in volume.  "So, how did your mom do?  How did
she look?"

   James got up, and went and locked his door.  He knew Robert wouldn't be
able to keep his dick in his jeans once the fun started.

   "Robert.  Things have changed between my mom and me somewhat."

   "Because of the camp, you mean?  Because you saw each other naked?"

   "I think it's more complicated than that.  It's stuff to do with my dad,
about her feelings for him and stuff, I think."

   "So, what do you mean?  Changed in a good way?"

   "Oh yes.  A good way.  Here.  Just look."

   James turned to the computer, and called up the first picture from that
first night.  He felt Robert go rigid beside him, and then laughed quietly
to himself as Robert scrabbled to get his zipper undone and his dick out.
James resignedly pulled his own dick out, feeling it begin to get hard.  It
was so obvious from the pictures that she was posing for him.  The pictures
got more and more overtly sexual.  Robert kept saying, "Slow down, slow
down!" James snickered to himself.

   Finally, the pics from the first night ended.

   "See what I mean?" James said.

   "Not really.  So she posed for you?  She enjoyed it?"

   "Oh yes.  I think she did."

   "Did you have a boner while you took those pics?  Did you have jeans on?
How could you not have?"

   "Yes, I had a boner the whole time we were alone, usually.  That's how
it all started."

   "How what started?"

   "Okay.  Look at this shit."

   James went to a folder two folders down.  He knew this one by heart.  He
took a deep breath, and clicked.

   In all her vulgar glory, Jessica spread out on the bed before them.  Her
legs were spread wide, her smooth cunt in full view, in all its fabulous
pinkness.  The lascivious look on her face told the whole story.

   "You.  Mother.  Fucker." Robert said softly, and James laughed out loud
at the inadvertent truth of what Robert said.  He slowly scrolled through
the pictures.  When he got to the one he was waiting for, Robert almost
missed it.  There at the bottom of the screen, was something long.  Hard.
Flesh-colored.  Robert did a literal double-take, and stared at the screen.
In the next pic, the object was closer to her.  In the next, it was
touching her vagina.

   "You.  God.  Damn.  Mother.  Fucker." Robert whispered softly, turning
to look at James.  "You did it, didn't you?  You fucked your mother."

   James laughed.  "More times than I can count.  I have literally lost
track of how many times."

   Robert actually seemed in shock.  All he could do was sit there and say,
"Goddam.  Goddam." Over and over.  The next picture showed James's cock
buried inside Jessica.  There was no doubt he was fucking her as he took
the pictures.  There was no doubt the dick in the pic was his.

   "Like I said, our relationship has changed."

   "How did she...  how did you...  did she justify it?  How did she?  Did
she make an excuse?"

   "Yeah, she talked about my dad, and his leaving her, and her love for
him.  I think, actually, that she just transferred it to me.  The second
she saw my dick her whole demeanor or whatever changed.  From there, for
her it seemed like there was no turning back.  She almost acted like she
had no choice."

   Robert finally seemed happy for him.  "You motherfucker!  You really are
a motherfucker!" They both giggled.

   James scrolled through the rest of the pictures.  His dick, sunk deep in
his mother, His dick, in her mouth as she stared up and the camera. 
Dozens, if not hundreds, of close-ups of her pussy and asshole, her
beautiful asshole.  A whole series of his finger, in her asshole.  One or
two, even, of his dick partly ways in her asshole.  She didn't go much for
asshole sex, he told Robert.  Robert was entranced.

   "James.  I understand how private this is, thank you for sharing it with
me.  Could I maybe have some of these without her face in them?"

   "Sure, Robert, I'll be glad to give you some.  You and Kat are why I
took a lot of these, so I could share it with you guys, basically." He
didn't say the obvious, that he didn't need pictures because he had access
to the real thing.

   "I don't know if I can ever look at your mom the same way again." Robert
said heavily.  James didn't know if that was good or bad.

   "Yeah, I thought that too, but I've made the switch, or something.  I
realize that I'm a comfort to her, I guess.  And I'm glad, I'm glad I can
give her something instead of just take."

   "Yah.  Yah." They reached the end of the fuck folder, and James showed
Robert the rest of the pictures.  It was past two o'clock.  James was sure
his mom had long since gone to bed.  He yearned to join her, but he wanted
to share with Robert.  He felt like he owed Robert that.

   He finally got to the pics of Marissa.  Robert was appreciative of her,
and seemed impressed that he had a seventeen year old girlfriend.  James
told Robert all about fucking Marissa, also, but sadly he didn't have any
action pictures of that.  Marissa was a little more uptight than his mom
had been.

   He remembered the pictures of Tina, and showed Robert that, and told him
the whole story about fucking Marissa's mom, and Belle.  And playing around
with Tina.  His phone pictures weren't as nice as the pictures from his big
camera, but they got across the idea of her cute little ass, and asshole.

   At last he got to the few pictures that he had taken the night of the
orgy, as he thought of it.  Robert was astounded, even at this point, that
his mom would do such a thing.  James felt another wave of love for her. 
What a lady.  He tried to explain to Robert how he saw it, that she'd done
it out of love for him, and he wasn't sure if he'd gotten through or not.

   "Fuck that, I just wish I would have been there." Robert finally said.

   "Yeah.  I wish you had too.  Maybe next year." James thought for a
moment.  "Robert, I got a plan, for you, and my mom.  Just give me a day or
two.  I'm not making any promises..."

   "Oh jeezus, sweet jeezus, don't even give me hope.  Do everything you
can, but don't give me hope.  I'll die if I have hope and it don't work
out."

   James laughed.  "Okay.  Just hang on."

   "James.  Go back to the pussy pics, and let me come in peace."

   They silently masturbated for another thirty minutes, looking at
pictures.  James had promised himself he wouldn't come, saving it for his
mom, but finally Robert filled James's towel with spunk.  It was almost
three.  Tomorrow was Sunday, thank goodness, his mom didn't have to get up
early.

   "Robert.  You can sleep on my bed."

   "Where will you...  oh...  shit...  you mother fucker..."

   "Heh.  Goodnight."

   James left his room, and crept into his mom's room.  Amazingly, she
still was up, reading.  She looked at him inquisitively.

   "Mom...  can I stay with you tonight?"

   "Of course, darling...  did Robert go home?"

   "No, he's in my bed..."

   "So he knows?"

   "Yes...  I felt like I owed him that much...  He'll be...  discreet... I
trust him..."

   "Yes, I'm not worried.  Okay.  Well, crawl in."

   James dropped his shorts and underwear, and pulled off his shirt.  His
mom threw back the blanket, and he saw she was already nude.  Of course she
was.  He hadn't seen her in night clothes in, hell.  Six months.  He
crawled in beside her, feeling his erection start again.  Jeezus, she
turned him on.

   They held each other for a while, and she murmured to him, he couldn't
tell what she was even saying.  Finally they began to kiss."

   "Mom...  mmmm...  from now on...  mmmm...  can I stay in here...  with
you?  Mmmm..."

   "Of course, darling, if you want..." Her mouth wrapped around his.

   "Thank you...  mmmm..." They kissed a while longer, He began to rub her,
and squeeze her butt.

   "Robert was really...  mmmm...  he really tripped out when I told him
about us...  He loves you very much, mom...  I think he loves you more
now..."

   She snorted.  "Yes, particularly now that you showed him your pictures
of me.  You did show him your pictures of me, didn't you?"

   James burned in embarrassment.  "Mom...  yes...  but not to brag or
anything...  he just loves you about as much as I do...  he loves to see
you..."

   "Hee hee, I bet.  I bet." She reached between them and grasped his dick.
An idea struck him.

   "Mom.  Robert's...  Robert's dick is as long as mine.  Honest."

   She made a silly scooby-doo noise, like "really".  He laughed and she
giggled.

   "Really." She finally said.

   "Yes, really.  That's how we became friends, the boys in gym class were
making fun of our dicks."

   "They what?"

   "They were jealous, I guess.  One guy especially.  Teeny-dick Tony.  He
popped my dick with a towel once."

   "Oh, my poor baby!  Are you serious!  Where was the teacher or coach or
whatever?"

   "The coach doesn't take showers with us, mom." He said.  He thought
about telling her about jacking off with the coach, but changed his mind.
Probably not.

   "Well, well.  What an interesting week of revelations.  James and
Robert, the big dick boys."

   "Mom.  I'm not asking you, but if you ever feel like, uhm, offering
Robert, uhm, giving him a little bit of yourself, I'm sure he would
appreciate it more than anybody in the world."

   "Yes, yes.  Of course he would.  My, I'm suddenly spreading myself
pretty thin lately.  Years and years of no companionship, absolutely no
sex, and look at me now.  I'm quite in demand."

   James giggled.  She giggled.

   "Mom.  You are the greatest.  No one even comes close."

   They made time for a quickie, and then settled down to sleep.  James
nodded off with his arms around her, and her breath hot in his nostrils. 
He was happy, insanely magically stupendously happy.  It couldn't get any
better.



   --==+==-

   The next morning he stumbled out of an empty bed, wondering where she
was.  He smelled bacon cooking, and went to wake up Robert.  They took
quick showers in James's bathroom, and went downstairs.  There was Jessica,
in some little nightgown thing, serving up a massive, high-cholesterol
breakfast.  The three of them ate like famine victims.

   "Boys, entertain yourselves today.  I'm going to go see Alice, and do
some shopping."

   "Mom."

   "What."

   "What is Kat doing his summer?  Who watches her?"

   "I think some lady that Alice knows is watching her.  I think she has a
daughter, and the two girls kind of entertain each other."

   "Well, I'll be glad to look after her if she ever needs me too.  Let her
know, okay?"

   "Yes, James, I will, that's very thoughtful of you.  I'll tell her."

   She departed.  The boys cast about restlessly for something to do, and
finally gravitated back upstairs.  James locked the door.

   The went back through the pictures, being sure to carefully look at
every single one.  Their dicks finally got tired and sore, and they had to
take a break.  They went to the store and bought some junk for lunch, and
went back to the house.  James kept watch while Robert did a panty raid,
and they scuttled back to James's bedroom for a quick marathon of panty
sniffing and jerking.  Finally Robert allowed himself to come, but James
was saving it for his mom.  They replaced the panties, and went walking
around town, looking for help wanted signs.



   --==+==-

   Jessica was not crazy the next day about returning to work, but off she
went.  James was alone half the day until Robert showed up, finally.  They
sniffed Jessica's yesterday panties, jerked off, and then walked around the
neighborhood.  James had to admit that, although still fun, the panty thing
didn't turn him on like it used to.  Not surprising, considering he was
getting the real thing.  Oh well.

   They turned down Kat's street.  There in her front yard, sitting on the
porch, was Kat.  She was overjoyed to see them.  After a hurried
conference, she went in the house and asked her mom if she could go home
with James.  Alice came out and talked to the boys for a while, making sure
it was okay, and the three of them departed, heading back to James's house.

   "Gosh, I'm glad you showed up.  It was getting deadly boring."

   James laughed.  "Glad to be of service."

   "How did your trip go?  How was the nude camp?"

   "It was lots of fun."

   "He's fucking his mom now." Robert piped up.

   Kat shook her head, looking puzzled.  "I said," said Robert, "He's
fucking his mom now.  I'm still a virgin, and he's fucking his mom."

   Kat giggled, and so did James and Robert.

   "How did that happen?"

   "It just...  happened...  Some kind of thing with my dad, in her mind or
something..."

   "Are you happy then?"

   "Overjoyed."

   "Good.  Did you take pictures?  Of the nudes?"

   "Yes.  Mostly of my mom.  But, yes, a few."

   They arrived, and traipsed upstairs to James's room.  He locked the
door, just in case.  Kat had already stripped by the time he turned around.
He laughed, and pulled his dick out of his pants.  Robert did the same.

   They pulled up chairs, and Kat took her place on James's lap.  He
wrapped one hand around her soft warm stomach, and took the mouse in the
other.  For the next two hours they looked at James's pictures, Kat ooh'ing
over them.

   "James." She said.  "Your mom is so beautiful.  You are lucky."

   "Yes, I know I am."

   "You are one lucky motherfucker." Said Robert.  "The luckiest
motherfucker I know.  Actually, the only motherfucker I know."

   They all giggled.  James dropped his hand, and began stroking the top of
Kat's little pussy.  She obligingly spread her legs.  He began rubbing it
top to bottom.

   "Kat." James said.  "Wanna play around?"

   "I don't care."

   The three of them moved to his bed.  James arranged her with her legs
spread, then put his middle finger in his mouth, getting it good and we. 
He began finger-fucking her, while Robert let her suck on the end of his
dick.  After ten minutes, and a cute little Kat orgasm, James stopped.

   "Kat?  Could we try something, with our dicks?  Could we see how far
into you they'll go?"

   "I don't...  care..." She seemed a little nervous at that.  James
promised himself not to hurt her.

   "Any time, if you want us to stop, just say it, okay?  We'll try not to
hurt you."

   "Okay."

   James wanted to let Robert go first, he knew that the girth of Robert's
penis was slightly less than his.  He went to the bathroom and got some
baby oil, one of his favorite masturbation aids.  He slathered it on
Roberts penis, rubbing it in good, masturbating Robert for a minute or two.
Finally, he laid Kat back down on the bed on her back, and poured a small
stream of baby oil directly into her little cunt.

   He motioned Robert over, and carefully fitted Robert's dick into the
lips of Kat's vagina.

   "Slowly, gently..." He said, and Robert began to carefully push.

   "You okay?" He asked Kat, and she nodded.

   Robert pushed pretty good, and the cap of his dick disappeared into her
body.  She made a noise then, and he stopped instantly.  James thought that
looked so sexy, Robert standing there, with two inches of his dick inside
the little girl.

   "How is it?  Does it hurt?" Asked Robert anxiously.  Kat nodded slowly.

   "A little.  Just wait a minute, please..."

   He did, and finally she nodded again.  He resumed the pressure and
another inch of his dick slid into her.  He stopped, to give her time to
get used to it.

   "How does that feel?" James asked, slowly stroking his own dick.

   "Tight...  full..." Kat said, looking relatively untroubled.  He could
almost see Robert's dick beneath her mound, pouching it outwards, puffing
it up.  He wasn't sure this was such a good idea, but she was standing it
well, at least.  Robert slowly pushed in another half inch, an inch...

   "that's it!" Said Kat, "I don't think it goes any further." James
figured it was uncomfortably by now, or maybe it just plain hurt.  Robert
had stopped instantly, of course.

   "Kat...  can I just leave it in for a while?" Robert asked, and she
nodded.  He did just that, pumping every so slightly, a quarter of an inch,
maybe.  Robert reached down, and began almost idly rubbing her clit with
his thumb.  Amazingly, after a minute of that, maybe because of that, she
came, goosebumps and all.  Both the boys were slightly surprised at the
suddenness and strength of her orgasm.  Kat was getting used to coming. 
She was liking it more and more.

   James had hoped to try his dick in her, but he could see no reason to
try, considering Robert hadn't had much luck.  Plus, of course, he was
getting to fuck his mom.  It was not a big deal.  She was still just too
small.  Maybe in another year.  He hoped to still be playing around with
her in another year.

   After Kat had had her orgasm, James looked at the clock.  His mom would
be home in an hour.  The two boys jerked off on Kat, spraying their semen
from her pussy to her chin, and she went to take a rinse in James's shower.
An hour later they were watching TV when Jessica came through the door.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 7 : Robert & Jessica

   The week passed, uneventfully.  James and Robert both tried to find
jobs, but not much was going on in their suburb.  They entertained
themselves with porn, panties and poontang, little girl poontang, having
Kat over a time or two and playing around with her.  James was more and
more satisfied with his relationship with his mother, they fucked every
night, and once even in the morning before she went to work.  The things he
did with Robert were really more for Robert's sake, now, well, and it was
still fun, especially the stuff with Kat.  He loved the taste of her little
pussy and asshole, and she was just funny at times, and fun to be around.

   One night after dinner James's mom seemed quiet and introspective.  He
didn't worry about her, and finally she opened up to him.  It was about
Robert.

   "James.  If I do make love to Robert, will it affect you in any way?"

   "No mom...  really...  I'll just appreciate it, like I do everything
you've done for me..."

   "I know, I know...  I just want to check with you...  I don't want to
screw anything up between us, now that it seems to be going so well..."

   "You won't, mom.  James is my best friend.  I want the same things for
him as I do myself."

   "Well...  it will be an every now and then type thing...  I can't keep
up the pace, with two of you..."

   "I know, mom.  That's okay.  I know he'll appreciate whatever you can do
for him."

   "Okay, okay.  Next time he spends the night, maybe..."

   "If I tell him that, he'll be over tonight."

   "Well, let's plan for Friday night, okay?"

   That night, the night before, James clung ever tighter to his mom,
knowing he was giving her up for one night.  One night seemed like a long
time to him, now that it was almost upon them.  But he did appreciate what
she was willing to do for Robert.  They fucked a long time, and finally he
allowed himself to come, long after she had.  Her breath was hot in his
face, and her pussy was hot on his groin.  His dick felt like a steel rod
inside her, as he pumped stream after stream of burning semen into her
cunt. He fastened his lips around her mouth and breathed through her
nostrils, feeling his breath come out her nose and tickle his upper lip. 
She pinched her nose shut and took a convulsive breath through his
nostrils, giggling.  They rolled over, with her on top, and she lay her
head on his shoulder.  He loved her so much he thought he could die, he
could just die.  He was happy.



   --==+==-

   He didn't tell Robert the whole thing.  He just told him he could spend
the night, Friday night.  Robert was always glad to spend the night at
James's, probably mostly because of Jessica, James figured.  Well, this
should be interesting.

   Robert had spent the whole day, actually.  James discouraged their usual
jack-off session, or at least the part where they came, so that Robert had
plenty of cum ki saved up.  Finally Robert got a little suspicious, and
James decided to tell him that maybe, just maybe, his days of being a
virgin were drawing to an end.  Robert was overjoyed, for a few seconds,
and then began to worry that he might screw it up.  James spent most of the
rest of the afternoon giving him tips and pointers, and telling him not to
worry.

   Robert looked like a deer in the headlights when Jessica showed up that
evening.  She didn't act any different, of course, she was her usual cool
self.  The three of them went out to eat, and Robert finally relaxed
somewhat, but James could tell he was still a little uptight.  Uptight, and
turned on, James could see that Robert had an erection most of the evening.

   The evening dragged horribly.  James and Robert watched TV, and finally
Jessica wandered in, and lay on the couch, her head in James's lap.  He
stroked and rubbed her, and tickled her ear.  After a while he realized she
was asleep.  He made signs to Robert, and they spent the rest of the
evening just sitting there.  He didn't want to disturb her.  He hoped that
he was getting her ready to stay up late, with Robert.

   Finally, ten o'clock.  James wiggled around, trying to stretch his
cramped legs.  Jessica finally woke up, and stared blearily up at him.

   "Good morning!" He said.

   "Oh shit." She said.

   "Not really, it's just ten o'clock.  At night.  You just had a little
nap."

   "Oh shit, I got stuff to do." She clambered up, and disappeared up the
stairs.  Robert made a weird face, like a "what do I do now?" kind of
thing. James motioned calm down, calm down.  James went and made sure the
doors were all locked, and picked up a few things, getting ready for bed.

   They were at the foot of the stairs when they heard Jessica's door open.

   "Boys!  Time for bed!" She called out.

   James snorted.  She hadn't told him when his bedtime was for three or
four years now.  They climbed the stairs.

   Jessica waited for them at her door.  Even James's heart lurched at the
sight of her.  She had washed her face, and was very lightly made up, very
subtle.  Bedtime makeup, James thought.  She was wearing a lacy little
teddy thing that came halfway up her ribs on the leg holes.  It was pulled
so tight in the crotch that it almost looked painful.  The top was mesh,
and her nipples showed plainly.  And her nipples were hard, James thought
thankfully.  Robert looked like he positively might faint.  James feared
for him, a little bit.

   "Goodnight, James." His mother said, and kissed him chastely.  "Robert,
would you please come here."

   James nodded encouragingly at Robert, and went into his bedroom.  He
felt a little left out, but he was glad for Robert.

   Robert shuffled slowly into Jessica's bedroom.  She bustled about,
getting the bed ready.  Her giant, girly frilly bed.  Oh god, he thought,
feeling lightheaded.  Oh god.

   "Shut the door, darling." He shut it.

   "Come here.  Sit down." He slowly approached her, and sat gingerly on
the side of the bed beside her.

   "Robert, Robert.  Let's not pretend, we both know why you're here.  I
want to make this special for you.  I know you like me, and I like you."

   He gulped, and nodded, feeling idiotic.  He didn't trust himself to
speak.

   "James has spoken highly of you.  James is a very good friend, and I'm
sure you appreciate what he's done for you."

   Robert nodded again, eagerly, feeling like a little puppy, wanting to
please her.  His master.  Her.

   "Well, let's stop worrying, and let our hair down.  Let's have a little
fun.  I'm looking forward to this.  I feel like I've known you all this
time, and yet I don't really know you.  I want to see the real Robert
tonight.  And I want you to see the real me.  All of me."

   He closed his eyes, and just breathed.  She waited patiently.  Finally
he opened them, and said, "Thank you.  Thank you..."

   She leaned in to him.  Her breath was hot on his face.  He smelled her
toothpaste.  "Think nothing of it." She said.  She kissed him.  He melted
into her.  Somewhere a clock began ticking away the last few minutes of his
unwanted virginity.



   --==+==-

   The night, as nights do, passed at last.  Robert remembered, later,
discreet images and sound bites from that night, sensations, and smells. 
Oh god, smells, wonderful smells.  Robert had a strong connection to his
olfactory senses.  Smells affected him in powerful ways.  Good smells.  Bad
smells.  Luckily, tonight, all he smelled were good smells.  Sexy smells.

   The images stuck with him, for years.  For the rest of his life.  Her
high, firm proud breasts, jutting forward, bouncing as she pounded away, on
top of him.  Her beautiful round ass, as it slapped his belly while he
fucked her, doggy style.  Her beautiful pussy, clean and smooth as a baby's
bottom, as his hard dick cleaved it in two.  Her face, her sexy face,
panting with lust, grinning obscenely as she took his rock-hard cock in her
mouth.  She tasted so good, and he licked her until his tongue was sore. 
The night just broke down into a series of something like video clips, as
his overloaded brain struggled to keep up with the onslaught of fresh
sensations pouring into it.  He realized later that he had expected so much
from her, he had built up something in his brain that might never be
matched, but then something even more powerful had happened, something that
more than matched it and blew his careful construction away.  Just totally
wiped it out.  He was as happy as James had ever been with her, maybe a
teensy bit happier, because he knew that this wasn't going to be that
regular of an occurrence.  How lucky James was, how goddam lucky.  To crawl
into bed every night with this.  How goddam lucky.

   Jessica had a good time.  The moment she drew his pants down, she knew
she was in luck, if not love.  He had a nice dick, a nice long dick, every
bit as long as James's.  Maybe not quite as big around, but close enough.
She did love big dicks.  She nibbled and gnobbled and gnarfed on it,
sucking and licking on it until she thought she'd worn away the taste buds
on her tongue.  He came the first time in her pussy, but later when he came
in her mouth she almost choked, so much semen sprayed into her mouth.  She
had her fingers wrapped around his balls, and she could feel them pull up
and twitch, as he filled her mouth with life.  The rest of the night passed
in a blur for her, they fucked and fucked, he had the stamina of James, of
the young.  Within an hour after coming as hard as he had, he was pumping
away again on her, sending her to the edge of another screeching orgasm. 
She hoped James was able to sleep, as much noise as she was making.  Poor
James, all alone.  She looked at the clock.  It was five AM!  Damn!

   "Robert." She said, her voice husky.  "Robert, go get James.  Let's do a
threesome."

   He was only too glad to obey.  He felt like he owed James that much. 
Plus, he was ready for somebody else to help a little.  She was insatiable.
He almost felt like she was consuming him, using him up, sucking him dry.
But he loved it, though, he wanted to melt in the intensity of her
attentions, melt and drain away.  He realized, as James did quite often,
that his life was probably going to be all downhill from here.  How could
it get any better, after this?  What was left?

   He stumbled from her bed, his dick flopping loosely.  He made his way to
James's room, and shook him awake.

   "Come on, your mom needs you." He mumbled.  James looked up in surprise.

   "What's the matter?  What's wrong?"

   "Nothing.  She wants a threesome."

   James ran to his bathroom to brush his teeth.  Robert breathed in his
cupped palm, and asked to borrow a toothbrush.  Luckily James had a new
one. They made their way back to Jessica's room.

   She was stretched out on her bed, looking to be fast asleep.  Robert
felt a twinge of disappointment.  Suddenly she rose, sitting up, looking
like someone possessed.  Her face looked almost greedy with lust.

   "Hello, boys!" She said, like in that movie.  "I'm ba-ack..." James and
Robert just started laughing.



   --==+==-

   "Now you both know I'm not really into butt sex.  But I'm willing if
your both willing."

   They both nodded.  Of course.  She produced a tube of cream of some
kind, handed it to Robert.

   "James, lay on the bed.  You may fuck my pussy.  When we get good and
situated, Robert will climb on top, and fuck my asshole.  Robert, if I
squawk, just stop for a minute, and let me get used to you.  I think it
will be fun.  You'll see."

   James lay down, and she climbed on top of him.  He was good and hard by
now, hell, who wouldn't be.  He slid into her tightness easily, feeling her
around him like a sheath.  She sat forward on her shins, so her hips were
bent, and her ass stuck out behind her.  The position naturally spread her
ass apart, feeling good.

   "Okay, Robert." She said, and felt him gingerly climb on top.  She felt
him applying cream to her asshole, and assumed he had also to his dick. 
She felt the head of his dick center on her asshole, and then he began to
push.  Harder and harder, until suddenly the cap of his dick popped into
her.  She didn't even feel any pain.  Wonderful.  Deeper and deeper he
pressed.  She felt the bottom slowly fall out of her stomach when he
carefully pulled out, and then he pressed in again.  He was deep inside her
filling her up, making her feel like she needed to poop.  It was a good
kind of poop feeling, though.  The sensations around her sphincter were
intense, a good kind of pain, almost a satisfying burning feeling.

   James and Robert could feel each other's cocks moving inside of her,
separated by a thin membrane.  It was very sexy, especially when James went
a little faster and the cap of his dick seemed to rub the shaft of Robert's
cock.  James could hear little squishy noises as their two cocks plunged in
and out of her.  He hoped she was enjoying it.

   "Robert, feel free to come in my butt.  Do what you want, I'm
comfortable." Jessica finally said.

   "I want to do this forever," He replied, "But I don't know how long my
legs will hold out." He was in a kind of squatting position.  Next time she
tried this she decided she would sit up in the middle of the two of them,
with one in front and one in back.  She relaxed, and lost herself in the
moment as James and Robert carefully pumped in and out of her at two
different speeds.  She felt an orgasm building up, much sooner than usual,
but she was quite a bit turned on by this, just because it was something
new, if nothing else.  She let herself come quickly, remembering Robert and
his potential leg cramps, and shuddered and twitched as her body rolled
with waves of pleasure.

   After Robert washed his dick off, she went in the bathroom and closed
the door while she expelled an ass-full of dirty cum into the toilet.  Then
the three of them just curled up in her bed, exhausted.  She knew the sun
would come up any minute, but what hell, it was Saturday.  She lay, a boy
on each side of her, and basked in the glow of their love, even if they
were already asleep.  She was already making plans for next Friday night.



   --==+==-

   And this did become the routine, over the next few weeks, as summer got
underway.  James crawled in bed every night with his mom, and fucked to his
heart's content.  Robert came over almost every day.  Kat showed up once or
twice a week, and they would spend the day looking at porn and screwing
around with her.  Friday night was Robert's night with Jessica, although
quite often James found himself involved in that, too.  James wondered, at
times, if there was some way he could get Kat and Jessica together, in bed.
The thought of that turned him on, to think of Jessica sucking on Kat's
sweet little pussy.  That had real possibilities.  And his mom seemed
open-minded enough that it probably could happen, if he could think of a
way.  Maybe it would just be as simple as Kat spending the night and
sleeping in his mom's room.  That would look natural, the boys in his room
and her with his mom.  Hmmm, hmmm...  Kat might have to work out some
seduction techniques, but hmmm...

   Robert was still obsessed with Jessica's panties.  Even after having sex
with her.  Both he and James had thought of mentioning this to her, but
they kind of didn't want to take the fun out of sneaking in and stealing
them.  They knew she wouldn't mind a bit.  They thought she might even be
turned on a little by it, the stories of how they used to sneak around and
steal them and sniff them while they jacked off.  Well, they still snuck
around and stole them.  But it probably wouldn't be quite as much fun if
she just handed them out.

   This was life for James and Jessica.  James was appreciative enough of
his mom not to let it get simply routine.  He thought that he would die if
things changed, if they had to go back to the way they were before.  That
seemed so far away now, so long ago.  Every time he fucked her, he
remembered how lucky he was, and how it had been before, when he had loved
her from a distance.

   James texted with Marissa every day without fail, and spoke to her on
the phone almost every day also, careful not to run over his minutes.  He
did some math, and decided he could talk to her six minutes a day, and he
tried to.  She was still at the nudist camp, of course, and she claimed to
miss him horribly.  He did miss her, although sometimes the lack of
complications was pleasant.  Marissa always had to ask about his mom,
things like was he still servicing her, and did he enjoy it too much, and
so on.  Stuff like that.  James tried to be patient with her, knowing that
she was just simply jealous.  He was jealous of her a little bit, that she
was getting to spend the summer at the camp.  Must be nice.



   --==+==-

   The next Friday night, the three of them went to a fancy restaurant. 
Jessica wore a slinky, low-cut dress, almost a miniskirt, elegant, but
revealing.  The boys both wore suits.  James let Robert borrow one of his.
They felt pretty upper-crust, and tried to comport themselves with dignity,
and they were both desperately proud of Jessica and how she looked, and
acted.  She knew she was a fox, she didn't have to act that out, she and
they knew that almost every man in place, even a few of the gay ones,
couldn't keep their eyes off her.  She was just herself, and people thought
that was sexy.  Weird, sometimes.

   She was proud of the boys, and loved them dearly.  Tonight was Robert's
night.  What special thing could she think up.  Don't worry, something will
come.  They left the restaurant at last, and drove around town as the sun
set.  Summer was over half over.  She pointed that out, and a pall settled
over the boys.  Come on, she said, lighten up, we still have lots of time.
And so what when school starts?  Nothing will change.

   They stopped at a park, and all three took their shoes off.  James was
amused.  At the nudist camp, he was naked, except for shoes.  Here, he was
fully clothed, with no shoes.  Crazy.  They walked down the pathway,
Jessica holding each boy by the hand.  James and Robert were both bursting
with pride at her sexiness.  They wanted to announce to everyone they met,
"Hey, look at this!  I'm getting some of this!" But of course they kept
their mouths shut.  James almost felt like, from the looks of some of the
men that passed them, that they knew exactly what was going on.  Was it
that obvious?

   It was almost completely dark.  They passed a football field.  James and
Jessica looked at each other and snickered.  She led them out to the center
of the field, right on the fifty yard line.  She sat, drawing them down
beside her.  The night settled in.  Crickets and other things chirped and
made night noises.  Dogs barked far away.  It was a moonless night.  Dark.

   "James." She spoke.  He copied her scooby-doo noise of assent.  "James,
please keep watch.  Robert and I are going to fuck.  Then you and I can do
it.  Okay?"

   He laughed softly.  She was too much.  He stood, and looked about. 
Nobody in sight.  He looked down at the two of them.  Robert already had
his slacks off, and was folding them.

   "Go for it, you two." For the next hour he looked around, walked around,
and occasionally watched dim wiggling shapes as Robert and Jessica fucked.
They fucked for a long time, in the traditional fuck position, finally
getting a little adventurous and doing it doggie style.  Jessica came,
loudly, not seeming to care, and James winced and stared around.  Luckily,
no one was close.  The path was pretty far away, thank goodness.

   They finally finished, and lay exhausted.  Jessica was naked, having
stripped her dress off, and Robert just had a t-shirt on.  James let them
rest for a while, let the sweat evaporate from their bodies.  Finally she
was ready for him.

   "Come on darling, let's do it." He dropped his pants, as Robert slid his
pair on.  Robert took over guard duty, as James slid his hard cock into
Jessica's slippery cunt.  Away they fucked, stopping once as some kids
walked nearby, hunkering down, trying to be invisible in the darkness.  It
must have worked.  They continued.  Robert afforded them a little privacy,
walking off a distance, and James finally came, puffing like a steam
engine, feeling cool sweat on his back and buttocks.

   They walked back to the car in amiable silence, and it wasn't until they
got home that they noticed Jessica had put her dress back on inside out.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 8 : Kat & Alice

   Kat lived with her mother Alice, in what they both realized was the poor
side of town.  Alice struggled to keep them at a decent standard of living.
Kat was really all she had in the world, and Alice did love her dearly, if
not a little absent-mindedly at times.  Alice had bad luck with men, her
last boyfriend had slapped her around more than even she could tolerate,
and she didn't want Kat growing up thinking that was normal.  Kat did think
a lot of weird things were normal, probably, Alice thought, but she tried
her best.  It's just that her best wasn't always good enough.

   Having Jessica and James to watch the girl had really helped out last
spring, and it did this summer, too.  Kat seemed to love it over there, for
some reason.  Not surprising, Jessica had a nice place.  Jessica had it
all, Alice sometimes thought enviously, brains and beauty...  she wondered
at times why Jessica didn't have a man...  her last had been years ago. 
Dean.  What a jerk.  Alice knew Dean had a big dick.  He'd showed it too
her, several times.  He had a woman like Jessica, and all he could do was
show his dick off and try and cheat on her.  He tried with every woman he
came in contact with.  He knew that a big dick opened doors.  He had tried
with Alice, but she rebuffed him.  Well, she did jack him off at the lake
once, just to touch his marvelous monster, but she didn't really consider
than "having sex" with him.  She didn't feel like she was unfaithful to
Jessica for that.  She knew that Jessica had loved him and missed him, but
she just needed to get over him and move on.  Jeezus, it'd been like ten
years or so.

   Alice had a crappy job, that didn't pay enough.  But somehow, they
survived.  Her happinesses were few and far between, but she got by.  This
was life.



   --==+==-

   One night, as she tossed and turned in her bed, worrying about tomorrow,
or next week-- just worrying, really, she heard a noise at the door.  It
was Kat, standing there in the darkness in her little nightgown.

   "Mom...  I heard something..."

   Alice threw the sheet back, not wanting to get out of bed.

   "Crawl in darling.  Don't worry about it, probably just some kids."

   Kat approached through the darkness, and crawled in beside Alice.  Her
forearm brushed Alice's naked breast, and Alice shivered.

   "Mom...  you're...  naked..." Kat said slowly.

   "Yes, darling, I sleep naked often, since it's so hot in this house."

   "Mom...  can I, too?"

   Jeezus.  "Sure, darling.  I don't care."

   Kat pulled her nightgown over her head, and yanked off her panties.  She
liked being naked, especially after all the stuff she did with James and
Robert.  Being naked felt sexy to her, and even at age nine she had a
pretty good idea what sexy was, and felt like.  This was sexy.

   Kat hadn't slept with her mom in years, it seemed like, but she began to
make a regular habit of it.  They both slept in the nude, now, all the
time. The house was hot at night, until well into the morning.

   One night, after Kat had came and crawled into Alice's bed, the girl lay
awake for some time.  She turned to her mom, who was lightly snoring,
laying on her side.  Alice's breasts, not bad breasts at all, too, Alice's
breasts shone palely in the dim light.  Kat remembered something she'd seen
at her aunts house, a woman friend of her aunt's had been there with a
baby, and the woman breast-fed the child.  Right there in front of
everybody.  Kat had been fascinated, and secretly wanted a taste of the
milk herself.  She liked milk.  Surely milk from a mother would be good
milk.

   She lay there, and stared at her mother's tits.  Did every woman make
milk?  Was it just waiting there, to be sucked out?  Almost without thought
Kat moved closer to her mom's breasts, watching her mom, gauging her amount
of sleepness.  She slowly leaned forward, and put her soft lips around a
nipple.  It felt good, natural.  She sucked slowly, but to her
disappointment nothing came out.  Still, it was fun.  She sucked for a
while, and then changed nipples.  This one was harder to get to.  After a
while she stopped, and lay back down.  Her mom snored away.  Cool.



   --==+==-

   A week later, Kat did it again.  She was secretly enjoying it, it did
feel a bit naughty, because she knew that tits were usually part of having
sex and so on.  She wished she had tits, and hoped that someday she would
have nice ones like her mom.  Her mom had walked around the house naked for
several minutes tonight, before bedtime, and Kat herself had wasted no time
getting naked.  Her mom still looked fairly good, Kat didn't realize that
of course, she didn't think in terms of that yet, at her age.  Alice had
full breasts, that tapered down into fine puffy nipples.  Her butt wasn't
bad, either.  Kat wondered if she should tell her mom some of James's
stories about the nude camp, but didn't.  Maybe later.  She had thought
several times about what her mom might think if she found about her playing
around with James and Robert, and decided it would probably be best just to
keep her mouth shut about that deal.  She didn't want to do anything that
might result in her not being allowed to go over there anymore.

   This time she lay for a long time, sucking, and her mom's nipple seemed
to harden, as she sucked.  She sucked pretty hard, not wanting to wake her
mom, but loving the feeling of the big hard nipple in her mouth.  This is
why babies like it, she thought, well, that, and the milk.  Milk would be
nice, right about now, cool yummy milk.  She didn't realize that it would
be body temperature.

   After a few more minutes of sucking she stopped, and went to sleep. 
Alice slowly opened her eyes.  What had just happened, there?  She had
awoke from a dream, a nice dream of sun-bronzed young men, islands and
sailing ships...  Some beautiful guy was sucking on her titty, and she woke
up to feel Kat moving away from her, and wetness on her nipple.  Had Kat
been sucking on her?  As weird as it seemed to Alice, it turned her on. 
She felt her pussy getting wet.  How long had it been since somebody sucked
on her nipples, anyway?  Well, next time Kat came to her bed she'd stay
awake, and get to the bottom of this.  She certainly didn't want it to get
out of hand.  A few seconds later, she, too was fast asleep.



   --==+==-

   The next time Kat came to her bed, Alice managed to stay awake for
thirty seconds or so.  But she did wake up with the pressure of Kat's mouth
on her breast.

   "Katherine Louse, what are you doing?" Alice said, her whole body tense.
Kat giggled.

   "Sorry, mom, just getting a drink."

   "You'll be drinking nothing from those dry teats, young lady..." She
wondered what to do from here.  Kat didn't seem to be fazed in the
slightest.  Alice could feel the girls hot breath on her drying nipple.

   "Darling, little girls aren't supposed to suck on their mommy's titties.
Well, little bitty babies can, but not big girls.  It's just not right."

   "I know...  but it's fun...  and they taste good..." Actually, there was
no taste other than a faint sweaty impression, but Kat thought that was
good.

   "Well, darling, stop it.  Let's go to sleep."

   That was it.  They went to sleep.  But next time Kat came to her bed,
Alice knew that she had done it again.  She woke up, and her tits just felt
sucked on.  She knew Kat was still doing it.  Oddly, it bothered her way
less than she thought it would.



   --==+==-

   That night, Kat just came and crawled in bed with her at bedtime.  Alice
hadn't wanted to make a habit of this, either, but now it just didn't seem
to matter to her.  She enjoyed Kat's company.  They talked and giggled and
finally Alice nodded off, to wake with Kat's lips around her nipple.  She
sighed, and reached down and pulled the girl close, hugging her, loving
her. Kat was a sexy little thing, Alice thought, if you could say that
about a kid.  Someday she was going to make some young man very happy. 
Hmmm, though, she was sucking on a nipple though...  what if she was gay?
What if this turned her gay?  Alice was no idiot.  She knew that this was
just probably harmless childhood play.  Or something.  She hoped, at least.

   She turned, and pulled Kat up on top of her body.  She spread her legs,
and Kat dropped down in between them, her stomach resting on Alice's hairy
pussy.  That felt good, Alice thought idly.  She made tentative plans to
masturbate later, after Kat went to sleep.  If Kat went to sleep.  Kat was
now sucking all the more energetically on her mothers nipple, slurping the
hard flesh, even rubbing it with her teeth like what Alice liked her men to
do.

   "Kat, darling, isn't that about enough already." Alice said dreamily,
although she loved the sensations from her breast.

   "Mmmmph." Said Kat, her mouth full.  Then she pulled away.  "Mom.  Will
you show me what that feels like?"

   Alice was puzzled.  "What do you mean, dear?"

   "Will you suck on mine for me?"

   Oh lord.  This is what it leads to.  Jeezus.  Alice sighed, and started
thinking of all the arguments against it.  Why a mother shouldn't suck on
her daughter's cute little nipple.  She tried, but she couldn't really come
up with anything good.  Shoot.

   "Okay, lay down, darling." Kat lay back, pleased.  Alice sat up, and
leaned over the girl.  Kat's nipple was so tiny and flat that Alice
couldn't see it in the dark, she just trusted her lips would know it when
they found it.  She was right, and she felt the tiny little bump.  The girl
was hard!  The teeny tiny nipple, no bigger than the tip of a dull pencil,
was hard.  Amazing.  Alice sucked gently, and rubbed it with her tongue. 
She teased and slurped, actually kind of having fun.  Weird.  Shit, she
thought, I could probably go to jail for this.  But, what the hell, it's
fun.  Naughty fun.

   Kat had enough, fairly quickly.  Her nipples weren't developed enough
for her to get much pleasure from the experience.  They lay for a while,
and then Kat dropped her lips back down to her mom's nipple.

   "Darling..." Alice laughed nervously.  What was this girl's obsession
with sucking on her nipples?

   "Mmmmph..." Said Kat.

   Alice just lay there, and let her.  The night noises faded and she
snoozed, waking with a start.  Something felt good, so good.  Her pussy. 
Her pussy felt good.  Jeezus!  Her pussy!

   Kat was nestled down between her legs, licking on her pussy. 
Instinctively, or maybe because she was female and had one too, she seemed
to be concentrating on Alice's clit.  Alice grabbed her and pulled her up
even with her face.  She smelled her own pussy on Kat's breath.

   "Darling, whatever in the hell are you doing?"

   "Just licking you, mom.  Din't it feel good?"

   "Yes, dear...  listen...  this has gone far enough...  way too far..."
Alice didn't know what to say after that.  She just hugged Kat to her. 
Lord.  She didn't want to allow the child to corrupt herself.  She sure
didn't want the blame for it.  And the girl had seemed to do it, to do all
this so naturally.  What was it with her?  Was she raising a little sex
maniac?

   "Darling, family members just don't do stuff like that with each other."

   Kat seemed kind of pouty.  Before she could help herself she opened her
mouth, and said "James and his mom do."

   Alice was silent.  This was interesting.  Very interesting.

   "James does what, darling?"

   Kat realized, too late, she had crossed the line.  She was sorry she had
said anything.  She clammed up.  For the next ten minutes, Alice coaxed,
cajoled, whined, threatened and pleaded with Kat.  Finally, after a sincere
promise not to tell anyone, James especially, and to still allow Kat to go
over there whenever, Kat relented, and told Alice some of the truth.

   "James and his mom do sex stuff."

   "Oh really.  Like?"

   "Like, what?"

   "Exactly, like what?  What do they do."

   "Well...  I've never seen it, but he has pictures of her, naked
pictures...  I don't know how, really." Kat actually had a pretty good
idea, but she didn't want to give away to her mom that she, James and
Robert had been experimenting with "sex stuff".  She tried to be very
careful about what she was saying.

   "James?  James has nudie pics of his mom?  He's showed them to you?"

   "Well...  it was kind of an accident...  they were looking and I came up
behind them for a while..." A little white lie would hurt nothing, she
decided.

   "Oh really.  How very very interesting.  And how do you know that they
have sex?"

   "I heard them talking."

   "Them?  Who is them?  James and Jessica?"

   "No, James and Robert.  I heard them talking about it, James telling
him."

   "Well, well.  So Jessica does have a man." She said that without
believing it.  It was ridiculous.

   "Mom...  don't ask me how I know this, it was an accident, too... 
James's weenie is this long." Kat held her hands out to what she imagined
was about the length of James's dick.  She bit her lip, having no idea why
she thought she should tell her mom that.

   "My, my." Alice acted impressed, though the dimensions that Kat
indicated were clearly ridiculous.  "You certainly seem to have a lot of
accidents, dear."

   "I know...  I'm sorry..."

   "Don't be sorry, darling...  thank you for telling me this..."

   "Mom...  you promised you wouldn't tell...  please don't get me in
trouble with James, I like James a lot...  I don't want him mad at me..."

   "I won't dear...  I promised, and I'll keep that promise..." She would
try to, but damn.  The talk of James having sex with his own mother was, of
course, ridiculous.  That just didn't happen.  It was too scandalous to
even consider.  But James had naked pictures of her?  Really?  Alice
wondered if maybe he had found some pics that an old boyfriend had taken or
something.  She remembered something, something from long ago about Jessica
and Dean and a nudist colony...  maybe he had found some pictures from
that. This was very interesting, in any case.  And, he had a big dick... 
Dean had had a big dick, too, and James was Dean's natural son...  That
part of Kat's story matched up with the reality in Alice's mind.  And
disturbed her a little.  She could see how a larger than normal penis might
look like a foot long to a little girl.  Then again, Dean's dick had
probably been close to a foot long, when hard.  How had Kat seen James's
dick anyway, and had it been hard?

   And, actually.  A seed was planted.  James and Jessica...  he wasn't
really her son, and wasn't related to her in any way.  No one in the
family, Jessica included, ever knew who James's real mother was.  Dean had
just showed up one day, with James in tow, in his poorly-acted role as
Jessica's boyfriend.  When Dean had finally disappeared, he had left James
with her, and Jessica took over full time what she had been doing part
time, being his mother.  Alice respected Jessica for doing that, for taking
on a kid that wasn't even hers.  If there was something between the two of
them, years later, when James was more or less grown, so what?  She knew,
at least, what society would think of it.

   She wondered for a moment if she should still let Kat go over there so
much.  It sounded like James was a bit lax in his computer and conversation
habits, to let a young impressionable child like Kat find out so much about
him, much less see his dick.  Alice wasn't worried too much, still, she
figured that the truth was probably a lot less interesting than it sounded
like so far.

   "Darling..." She said at last, though, wondering about something.  "When
you saw James's weenie, which is..." She held her hands out to a ridiculous
length, "this long...  Was is sticking out, or hanging down?"

   Kat was silent a long time.  She squirmed uncomfortably.  Finally she
said, "It was sticking out, but mom, remember you promised, you can't tell
I told..."

   Well, that was really interesting.  That topped it all.  Kat had seen
James with an erection?  How was this an "accident"?  She pressed Kat for
more information, but Kat clammed up.  They lay together, and Alice held
her daughter tightly, wanting to keep her a little girl even longer.  How
fast they grow up, she thought.  She had almost forgotten that this little
girl had been licking her pussy a few minutes ago.

   "Robert's, too." Said Kat, then winced and bit her lip again.

   "Robert's too what?" Said Alice.

   Kat thought for a minute.  Her and her big mouth.

   "Robert's weenie is that big, too."

   "Kat...  Katherine...  darling...  what exactly have you gotten into,
over there?  Why is this all coming out, now?  Do I need to stop letting
you stay with James?  You've made me very worried..."

   Kat burst into tears.  The next few minutes were spent comforting her,
and trying to figure out where to go next with this.  When Kat finally
stopped crying, Alice continued.

   "Darling, little girls don't look at boy's weenies.  They don't know how
long they are.  It's just not polite.  Thank you for telling me, but you
mustn't tell anyone else that you've seen these things.  Do you
understand?"

   "Yes." Kat hiccuped.

   "You can still go over there, but mind your manners.  Don't sneak up
behind people.  Announce your presence somehow, when you enter a room.  And
if sex stuff starts up, if people want to show you parts of their body or
something, you can just leave.  Or say no, you can always say no.  If you
are uncomfortable, just say no."

   The only thing Kat had been uncomfortable with lately was telling her
mom the truth.  But she nodded soberly.

   "Okay, mom.  Thank you.  You can go back to sleep now."

   Alice laughed.

   "Mom.  How did it feel?"

   "How did what feel?"

   "When I was licking you..."

   Jeezus.  Just when I thought...  Alice thought.  This girl.  Something
definitely was up with this girl.  Somebody has exposed her to something...

   "I just wanted you to feel good, mom.  That's why I did it."

   "Oh, darling, there, there...  thank you...  yes, it felt wonderful..."
Alice could hardly believe her own words.  Here she was, fervently thanking
her daughter for licking her clit.  Jeezus.  How had this started again?

   "Mom...  if it feels so good...  would you do it to me?  Please?  I did
it for you..."

   Sigh.  Damn.  Double damn.  Well, miss smarty-pants, Alice thought, what
are you gonna do now?  Disappoint your daughter, or lick her little pussy?



   --==+==-

   The reality of it totally set in when, after just a few minutes of light
licking, Kat had an orgasm.  Alice just stopped and regarded her daughter
with astonished eyes.  The young girl was panting, hiccuping and breathing
deeply, her hands buried in the bedclothes, her legs locked and twitching.
Goose flesh covered her inner thighs, Alice had felt it on her cheek.

   My god, forgive me, she thought, I have just given my daughter her first
orgasm.  She felt like crying and laughing at the same time.  It was almost
cute the way that Kat had come.  Alice was almost envious of her, she
hadn't come that intensely in forever.  Kat opened her eyes and smiled
weakly at her mother.

   "Mom...  that was great...  thank you mom...  I love you so much..."

   Alice choked back tears, almost.  What was she doing to this girl?  What
was this little girl going to become, because of her actions?  And why was
she so turned on?  Her pussy was literally dripping, and she had an itch
that she only knew one way to scratch.  What the hell was going on.  She
wrapped her arms around her daughter and hugged her tightly, and they both
finally drifted off to sleep, Kat in the glow of a wonderful orgasm.  Gee
whiz, Kat thought.  I'm getting good at this.  Hee hee.



   --==+==-

   The next few days passed without incident.  Kat spent the day with James
and Robert, and she finally believed that her mom had kept her mouth shut,
since nothing changed.  She resolved to do a little better herself in the
shut mouth department.  She didn't want anything to screw up her fun.  When
she, James and Robert played around that day she came and came, and went
home exhausted and almost sore.  It had been fun.  That night she woke up,
feeling horny without knowing the word, even.  She stalked into her
mother's room, and crawled up into her mom's bed.  Her mother was so sound
asleep that even that didn't wake her.  Kat burrowed beneath the sheet, and
spread her mom's leg out, so she could get into her crotch.  She buried her
face in her mom's pussy, tasting sweat and her mom's spicy tang.  She liked
the taste.  To her, it tasted like sex.  She began to lick her mom's clit.

   Alice sleepily came to as the beginnings of an orgasm began to grip her.
She knew instantly what was going on, and she had every intention of
stopping Kat, but it had been so long...  she decided just to ride this one
out, then stop the girl...

   She relaxed what she liked relaxed, and tensed up what she liked tensed
up, and let herself float away.  When the orgasm came it was hard and
sharp, her knees locked and her arms flopped, and she tilted back her head
until her neck muscles hurt, and came.  Damn, she came.  She had a good
come, a damn good one.  Damn but the girl was good.  Right on the clit,
Jeezus.  Right on the clit.

   Alice finally came back to her normal mind.  Well, not too normal,
normally she would have totally freaked out at her daughter mouthing her to
orgasm.  She reached down and pulled Kat up even with her, and hugged her.

   "Thank you darling, thank you...  that was a good one...  it's been a
long time..."

   "You're welcome, mom..." They lay comfortably for a while, Alice basking
in the glow of her orgasm, and love for her daughter.  How had it come to
this.  Where was it going to go from this?  She didn't know, or, at the
moment, care.

   Kat gave her a few minutes, then piped up.  "Mo-om.  You gotta do me
now!"



   --==+==-

   Chapter 9 : Kat & Dylan

   Summer was winding down.  Kat, James and Robert were sad.  The school
year loomed ever closer in their minds.  Their sexual adventures began to
take on a frenzied, apocalyptic nature, although they all three understood
that nothing would really change.  In fact, it would be easier for Kat to
come over more often.  James was calm and secure in his love for his
mother, and his relationship with her.  It had now gone on long enough that
he felt reasonably sure that it wouldn't change.  He wondered how old she'd
be when he finally couldn't make love to her any more.  He hoped she'd
still be as sexy at forty-two as she was at thirty-two.  Let's see, he'd be
how old?...

   Anyway.  Kat's world took another turn, another lurch.  Suddenly, within
a week, her uncle Dylan, her mom's brother, moved back to town.  He had
been out of the country, and now he was back.  Alice breathed a sigh of
relief.  She knew her life would be easier, now that he was back.  Now that
he was here.  He made ungodly amounts of money, and he had always seemed
willing to share it easily.  He had loved to watch Kat when she was little,
and his love for her had grown, if anything.  The very first weekend he was
in his new house Kat stayed with him.  He literally had chosen a house with
her in mind, and her new bedroom at his place looked a hundred times better
than her old one at home.  Jeezus.

   Dylan wasn't a giant, but he was quite a bit larger than Alice.  He was
fairly handsome, energetic, and funny.  They had always gotten along well
as children, but for the last four years he had been out of the country,
and she had missed him.  She looked forward to getting to know him again,
and for Kat to have an uncle.  She wondered if this was better for Kat, to
stay with him, she was still unsure of the influence of Jessica's household
on the girl.  Although Alice did things now with Kat that a year ago she
never would have believed, she still had questions about James and Jessica.
Except for that sex part, that could never be true.  His own mother? 
Still...

   Kat loved Dylan.  She remembered staying with him years ago, and the few
times over the last few years she had seen him.  He seemed crazy about her,
he bought her stuff, he did anything she asked...  no wonder she liked him.
In spite of all that, she liked him for just being himself.  She wouldn't
have cared if he was poor, like her and her mother.

   Kat stayed with him every weekend for a month.  That worked out well, it
gave Alice some time off, and Dylan didn't mind.  He just enjoyed Kat's
company.  They drove around, saw stuff, went shopping, went to parks and
all kinds of stuff.  Kat was proud of him, and she tried to make him happy
and be what he wanted, although she wasn't sure what that really might be.

   She had just gotten to sleep the night of the big storm.  She awoke to
thunder crashing, and the wind whipping rain into her windowpane like a
hurricane.  She leaped out of bed and ran down the dark hall, stopping at
Dylan's open bedroom door.  He could have slept through a tornado, but he
woke at the sound of her footsteps in the hall.

   "Yes, darling?"

   "Uncle Dylan...  something's happening...  it's scarey outside..."

   He laughed.  "It's just a little storm, dear.  Go back to bed..."

   "Can I sleep with you?  I'm really scared..."

   "Lord.  I don't care."

   She crawled onto his bed, and under the covers.  She felt his hairy body
brush again her naked skin, and she wondered if he was naked, like her.  He
pulled the sheet down between, them, though, and she couldn't feel him any
longer.  She lay there, silently, beside him, and listened to the storm
play itself out.  She never noticed going to sleep.

   When she woke up, the room was light.  Uncle Dylan was sound asleep
beside her.  She wiggled and burrowed under the covers, and came up beside
him, under the sheet.  She placed her body next to his, and felt once again
his body hair on her naked flesh.  It excited her, and she curled up
against him.  When she woke up again he was moving around.

   "Good morning, darling," he said, when he realized she was awake.  She
sleepily replied, and yawned and stretched.  He was on his side, facing
her, and she wiggled into him.  She felt something poke her in the crease
of her leg, on her thigh, and she raised the blanket and looked.  Almost as
quickly he knocked the sheet from her hand, pulling it down over his body.
Too late.  She'd seen his weenie, pressing into her legs.  Tee hee hee, she
thought, I saw Uncle Dylan's weenie.  It wasn't as long as James or
Robert's, but it seemed plenty long enough to her.  And it was hard!  That
meant he liked her, or at least that he found her sexy.  She was elated.

   "Uncle Dy-lan," she said, drawing his name out.  "Your thing is hard..."

   He visibly recoiled, wrapping the sheet tighter about his body.  She was
almost left out in the cold.

   "Katherine." He said.  He never called her Katherine.  "Dear, you should
really be in your own bed.  And you should have clothes on."

   She stared him right in the face, almost laughing.  "Why?  You don't
have any on."

   "I know, but I thought I had a little privacy left, in my own home."

   "It's alright, my mom an' I never wear clothes at night.  I thought
everybody sleeps naked." She knew most people didn't, but she thought she'd
just say that.

   "I know.  Okay.  But please, the storm is over.  You can go back to your
room."

   "I don't wanna...  please...  isn't it almost time to get up anyway?"

   "Not for a while, but you can if you wish.  Now, please."

   "Un-cle Dy-lan...  don't make me go...  she pouted, crawling all the way
out of what little of the sheet she had.  She tried to crawl on top of him,
but he successfully kept her from it.

   "Kat...  please..." He was getting frustrated.  "What would your mom
think if she saw us now?"

   "She'd be okay...  she trusts you..."

   "Not if she saw this, she wouldn't."

   "Yes, she would."

   "Okay, okay.  Just, please, girl..."

   She languidly stretched again, and lay back beside him.

   "Uncle Dylan, what are we going to do today.  What is today, Saturday?"

   He grimaced in frustration, looking down at her.  His eyes traveled down
her body, to her puffy little pubic mound.  Jeezus, look away, he told
himself.  She stretched again, and rolled over, bringing her ass into view.
Oh my god, he thought to himself, she had an ass every bit as fine as a
grown woman's.  Help me, help me.  I'm falling...

   Dylan finally closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.  She pouted a
while.  He could feel her pouting.

   "Uncle Dylan."

   "What."

   "Is is still hard?"

   "Jeezus, Kat!" He sat up.  "You need to leave, dear.  Let me get
dressed. What is wrong with you, anyway."

   "Nothing." She sat up, crossing her legs.  Her cute little pussy spread
apart.  He looked away.  "Uncle Dylan.  I know what it means when a guy's
weenie gets hard.  It means you like me."

   "Kat.  I do like you.  But not like that.  There are other things it
means, too.  Like I have to pee."

   "Can I watch?"

   "No!  Jeezus!  What is wrong with you!?"

   "Nothing.  I'm just normal.  And I wanna watch you pee."

   "Kat.  Have I just been away too long?  Did something happen while I was
gone?"

   "Something like what?"

   "Like the whole world going crazy."

   "No, Uncle Dylan.  I can't help it.  I just have...  curiosities..."

   "Well, I understand that, but some things we just cannot do.  Some
places we cannot go.  This is one of them."

   "Okay, okay.  Tell you what.  If you just show it to me, I'll go back to
my room."

   "Kat!"

   "Okay, okay, then.  If you just let me touch it, under the sheet, I'll
go back."

   He sighed, a bit theatrically, she thought.  He shook his head.  Damn.

   "Goodbye Kat.  Go get dressed, and we'll go out for breakfast."



   --==+==-

   That night, Saturday night, they watched a movie until deep in the
night, and then went to their respective beds.  Long after she was sure he
was asleep, she crept into his room and crawled into his bed.  He murmured
and mumbled, and she froze.  She finally slowly slid beneath the sheets,
and slid up against his warm, hairy body.  She sighed contentedly, and went
to sleep.

   She woke before he did.  He woke to find her on top of him, her legs on
either side of his waist, her smiling face grinning down at him.  He could
feel his hard cock nestled into her pubic area.  He was intensely aware of
his hard cock nestled into her pubic area.

   "Kat..." He didn't really know where to go from here...

   "Shhhh." She motioned him to silence.  "Your secret is safe."

   "My secret?  What secret?"

   "That you like me.  Your weenie is hard again."

   "Kat.  What is this really about?"

   "uhm.  You, liking me?  I like you..."

   "Yes darling, I like you too.  But not like this."

   "I like you like this.  Why can't you like me like this?"

   "Kat, give me some sympathy here.  I'm trying to do what's right."

   "Uncle Dylan." Trump card time.  She had thought about this all night.
She didn't understand the term blackmail, but she instinctively knew how to
do it.  "Un-cle Dy-lan...  Do you remember many years ago, when I use to
stay with you?"

   "Yes." He looked guarded.  He knew from her tone she was up to
something. She can't remember...  he told himself.  He had always told
himself that.  He depended on that.  That she couldn't remember.

   "Do you remember, we did...  certain things..."

   Oh god, he thought.  She does remember.  How much does she remember? 
"Certain things, like..." He said.  He had to find out how much she
remembered.

   "Oh, certain things...  like certain parts of us?"

   What did that mean.  "Like what?  What parts?"

   "Parts like...  your guy parts...  and my girl parts..."

   "Uhm, no I don't remember that.  You'll have to be more specific." Oh
god.  Did he really want to start this with her?  She might have him by the
balls here.

   "You rubbing...  certain parts...  you licking...  certain parts..." She
realized how accusatory that sounded, so she included herself.  "Me
licking...  certain parts."

   He visibly deflated.  Shit.  She did remember.  He had thought all these
years that she was too young, that she didn't remember any the things he'd
done to her.

   "Kat.  I'm not sure what you think happened, or what you remember.  I
loved you very much then, and I love you very much now.  I don't want to
hurt you.  I didn't want to hurt you then, that's why I stopped." Oh, that
was great.  He just admitted it to her.

   "Uncle Dylan.  I know you love me.  I love you.  You didn't hurt me, not
any.  It was fun.  I wish we still did that stuff."

   "Darling, I shouldn't have, and I stopped.  Now can we forget it, and
move on?"

   "Sure...  I just want...  I just want to have some fun again..."

   "Fun?  What do you consider fun?"

   "Well, like...  you...  licking me..."

   He sighed heavily.  This didn't seem to be going away.  He strained to
feel his dick, to see if it was still hard.  He couldn't tell.  It felt
hard.

   "Uncle Dylan." She said, staring him straight in the eye.  "I won't
tell. I haven't told anybody yet, right?" That much was true.  For reasons
unknown, she hadn't even told James and Robert about the things her uncle
Dylan had done to her when she was three or four.  In fact, she just didn't
think about them that much.  Although, she did remember, it felt good... 
Good like when she did sex stuff with James and Robert.

   "Kat.  What's it gonna cost me to make this go away?  To get you off my
back?"

   "Well...  nothing...  I'm not asking for money...  I just wanna...  play
around a little..."

   "Play around?  What exactly does play around mean?"

   "You know." She squirmed, suddenly embarrassed.  "licking and stuff."

   "Darling.  I don't want to go to jail."

   "You won't.  Nobody will know.  I didn't tell nobody about the stuff you
did back then did I?"

   "No, you didn't, true.  But, Kat, understand...  I don't want you to
grow up and hate me for something I might have done."

   "Hate you?" Kat asked, in puzzlement.  "Why would I hate you?"

   "Oh, god, Kat.  I don't know.  Jeezus."

   "Well.  Anyway.  I guess I understand." She scraped herself off the top
of him, and he had to scrabble for the sheet to hide himself.  She turned
and looked back, at the door.  He stared at her, like a man in the desert
staring at a pool of cool water.

   "I guess I'll go now..."

   "Kat.  Wait." He wasn't sure what he intended.  He stared at her.  He
wanted her more now than he had ever wanted her back then.  His inhibitions
slowly drowned beneath the weight of his desire.

   She half turned, still looking sad.  He knew she was just putting on a
show, and it charmed him all the more.

   "Come back.  Sit down.  Talk with me."

   She smiled.  I'm in, she thought.



   --==+==-

   They talked for an hour.  Sometimes about inconsequential things,
sometimes about important things.  For a while about what Dylan had done
long ago, even.  He was surprised to find that her memories of the events
were very clear, and matched pretty much up with his.  He hoped his cell
partner was nice and not some ogre.  She seemed totally okay with the
memories, though, but he realized that she was still pretty young.

   He looked at her, frankly, objectively, he thought, as she sat on the
side of his bed.  Her body was still small, compact, huggable.  Sexy, oh so
sexy.  He had loved her physique back then, but now it was incredible.  Her
flat chest melted down into her slim muscled stomach.  Her little pussy
mound pooched out.  Her long, strong legs...  Jeezus...  he had no trouble
now feeling how hard his dick was.  She sat with her legs apart, one of
them up on the bed and crooked at the knee, and her little pussy was spread
wide to his gaze.  It literally gapped open slightly...  he could see the
deep red flesh inside it...  it made his tongue hard.  He wanted to feel
her legs wrapped around his head.  He wanted badly to taste her.  His
niece...  how could he...  and she was asking him to do "stuff" with her...
I am not a strong man, he thought, help me, help me.  Help me, I'm
falling...

   Kat chattered away...  he caught a few syllables, and wrinkled his brow
in puzzlement...  what had she said?

   "Kat.  Wait.  What did you say?"

   "What?  About what?"

   "You said something about your mom's titties..."

   Kat colored slightly.  Her big mouth again.

   "It was nothing..."

   "What about your mom's titties?"

   "I...  uhm...  I said they were soft..."

   "All titties are soft, yes.  How do you know your moms are?"

   Kat looked mischievous.

   "I've sucked on them."

   Dylan snorted.  "Of course you have.  All babies suck on their momma's
titties."

   "I sucked them just the other night.  She lets me."

   He was silent for a moment.  "For real?"

   "What's more...  she...  I..."

   "Yes, dear?"

   "She lets me suck her...  and she sucks my...  down there, down here..."
She motioned to her crotch.

   Dylan was silent, just watching her.  His brain was frozen.  He didn't
know what to do or say.  He was trying to figure out just how true Kat's
statements could be.

   "Honest...  we do it a lot...  we even have cums sometimes..."

   "Kat, dear.  This is true?  This is for real?"

   "Yes." She was almost defensive by now.  That, and as usual, she was
wishing she'd kept her big mouth shut.

   "Goddam." That was all Dylan could say.  He wanted badly to believe this
was true.  It would make what he was thinking about doing not so bad.

   "Kat.  What happens, when your mom sucks on your...  pussy..."

   She looked thoughtful for a moment.  "It just feels really good.  Then,
at the end, I have a cum.  It just feels super good.  My legs shake and I
get goose bumps.  Sometimes I get the hiccups."

   That sounded like they really were doing it.  Jeezus.  His own sister.
Who would have thought.  He didn't think badly of her, it actually turned
him on pretty intensely.  His own sister, sucking her daughter's little
pussy until she came?

   Kat decided not to tell him about James and Robert.  She'd already said
too much, probably.

   "Kat." Dylan sat up, still wrapped in his sheet.  "Come here.  I want to
show you something."

   She joined him at the bottom of the bed.  He stripped the sheet down,
letting his hard dick flop free.

   "You wanted to see it.  Here it is."

   She decided to act like she'd never seen a dick before.  She ooh'ed and
aah'ed, and examined it carefully, looking up to him for confirmation as
she hesitantly reached a hand out for it.  It was warm and soft and hard,
all at the same time.  It wasn't nearly as long as James and Robert's
dicks, and it was tapered slightly, like Robert's.  She grasped it, and
took the cap in her other hand, rubbing and feeling the satin softness of
the cap.  She thought about putting it in her mouth, but decided that she
would let him set the pace.  That stuff was oozing out of it, that slippery
stuff.  She rubbed it into the cap.

   Dylan was in a tortured heaven.  He loved what she was doing, but he
still had a lot of guilt over it.  How is this any different, he thought,
than showing her a pussy?  Than letting her lick a pussy?

   "Kat.  You've licked your mom's pussy, like you said.  Do you want to
lick me?"

   In answer, she simply put her head down and took the end of his prick in
her mouth.  She had a dim distant memory of doing it before, many years
ago. She sucked and slurped, wanting to make him feel good, wanting it to
be something special for him.  And she anticipated his mouth, on her.

   Dylan leaned back, and groaned.  This was turning out a lot like things
had with her, years ago.  For as young as she'd been back then, she seemed
very eager, like she was now.  What was it with her?  Good grief.

   "Uncle Dylan.  Will you lick me?" She didn't have to ask twice.  He
grabbed her legs and flopped her down on the mattress.  He fastened his
mouth to her sweet little cunt, and began sucking and licking.  This is it,
he thought, if I have to go to prison for this, it was worth it.  It was
worth every second, in advance.

   Fifteen minutes later, he raised his face from her crotch.  His mouth
and lips almost hurt.  She had come twice, cute little girls comes, and he
was charmed by them.  He loved her deeply and desperately, wanting to make
her happy, wanting to give her even more pleasure.  He picked her up easily
and carried her into the bathroom.  They took a long hot steaming shower,
laughing and giggling, playing with each other.  His dick stayed rock hard,
of course, and he stood up on his knees and let her stick it through her
crotch, nestled up against her pussy, like she had a dick.  It wasn't even
noon yet.  He led her out of the house into the back yard, and pulled the
cover off the hot tub.  He'd only used it once before.  They got in, and
soaked for while.  He leaned back and let his dick rise up out of the
water, and she giggled and played with it.  She finally leaned forward and
began to suck it again.

   "Kat." He spoke.  "Can I come in your mouth?  Do you remember me doing
that, long ago?" She didn't really remember, but recently she had let James
and Robert both come in her mouth.  Uncle Dylan couldn't be worse than
that. Worse?  It wasn't that bad.  And the stuff tasted okay, she guessed.

   She nodded to him, and got ready.  It took him a long time.  His cock
wiggled and bumped around in her mouth, and she sucked on it best she could
as he stroked the shaft.  Finally she felt his dick twitching and
contracting, and she placed her small hands on his balls, knowing he was
fixing to come.  She felt his balls pull up to his body, and come he did,
filling her mouth, overfilling it, sending sperm spraying out into the tub.
They both laughed and she swallowed and gasped for air.  He splashed the
sperm out of the tub with his hands.  She got the mouthful down at last,
and smiled up at him.  He gripped her with his hands, hugging her against
his body, loving the feel of her smallness and her softness.  They wandered
back in the house and finally dressed, and went out for brunch.

   Uncle Dylan seemed very possessive of her now, he hardly took his hands
off her, except when they ate.  Kat imagined that everyone knew that she
was his girl, but she knew that people couldn't actually tell stuff like
that unless you told them.  She didn't want to get Uncle Dylan in trouble,
so she resolved to keep this secret.  From everyone.  Her mom, James,
Robert, everyone.  It was private, between her and Uncle Dylan.  No one
else needed to know.

   They made a trip to Walley-world and bought some groceries.  Uncle Dylan
took her to the phone department, and they talked about phones.  He told
her she needed a phone, she was old enough, and for her safety she should
have one.  After an hour of looking and talking they finally picked one
out, paid for it, and then headed back home.  Kat spent the afternoon
watching TV and talking to her mom and some of her friends on her new
phone. She finally called James and had a guarded, murmuring conversation
with him, already breaking her vow of only two hours ago to keep her
activities with Uncle Dylan private.  She told James that she was staying
with her Uncle Dylan, that she now had a phone, and that she was getting
her "goodies" licked, as she put it.  James was surprised but
congratulatory, and he hoped that she didn't forget them.  She assured him
she wouldn't, and asked for Robert's number.

   Later that evening Dylan cooked some steaks outdoors, and as evening
fell they stripped off their clothes and retired to the hot tub again. 
They wrestled and splashed about and were silly in general.  He rubbed her
little pussy slowly, gently, for a long time but then Kat finally felt an
uncomfortable twinge deep in her guts, and she turned to Dylan.

   "I gotta go in the house."

   "Why, darling?" He asked.

   "I gotta poop."

   "Kat, baby, just do it in the yard.  I'll clean it up later."

   "No, that's okay, I'll go in..."

   "I wanna watch, baby.  Just go right over there and do it.  I'll clean
you up when you're done."

   Somewhat nervously she stepped out of the hot tub, and went a few feet
over to where he had indicated.  She wasn't sure what to do then, but he
indicated that she turn away from him.  She did.

   "Squat down a little, darling." She did.  She squatted that way for
quite a while, causing him to tell her she had a shy colon.  She had no
idea what that meant.  Finally she felt it coming out, and she had a nice
long poop.  She looked down between her legs, and saw her little piles of
poop laying there, long and lumpy, light brown in color.  Uncle Dylan was a
little weird, she decided, but it didn't bother her much.

   "TP?" She said, slowly turning around, careful not to step in the pile
of shit.

   "Just get back in the tub, darlin', I'll wash you off." She got back in
and he ran his fingers up and down her crack, washing the shit off her butt
and out of her crack.  He pressed his finger slightly into her little
asshole, and she giggled.

   "Thanks." She said, and sat up on the edge of the tub.  She wasn't
exactly inviting him, but he got down in the water and approached her
little pussy like he was a shark, and then latched onto it.  She spread her
legs as far as she could, and enjoyed the ride.  She almost fell over
backwards when she came, causing him to have to grab her.  It was a good
come, she thought.



   --==+==-

   That night, Saturday night, there was no talk of this nonsense of Kat
staying in her own room.  Uncle Dylan carried her from the TV to his bed,
and stripped her clothes off of her.  He made her laugh by pressing her
panties to his nostrils.  She knew James and Robert loved to sniff panties,
and it made her feel good that Uncle Dylan liked to sniff hers.  She hoped
they were good and smelly for him.  Next week she would wear the same pair
for three or four days for him.  Maybe the whole week.

   He crawled in bed beside her and wrapped his strong arms around her. 
She felt wonderful, safe, protected, and loved.  Especially loved.  She
knew that he was crazy about her, she could tell.  She knew that he loved
her more than anybody else in the world.  And she loved him more than
anybody.  James was second, Robert was third, and her mom was fourth. 
Maybe her mom was second.  Whatever.  Anyway, she had no doubt about the
strength of Uncle Dylan's love for her.  And she knew he loved her even
more, now that she let him do these things to her.  Things she loved, too.
She was happy.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 10 : Kat & Jessica

   The start of school was just days away.  The mood of the three kids
became dark and somber.  Just something about it.  Even though they knew
things wouldn't change that much.  Other than just having to go to school
every day.  Crap.

   The last weekend before school started, Dylan and Alice took a weekend
trip to a resort.  Alice asked Jessica, somewhat apologetically, if she and
James could watch Kat for two days.  It was no problem, of course, and
Jessica said "yes" without even having to think about it.  James mentally
rubbed his hands together and thought "Yes!".  He began making plans to get
his mother and Kat together.

   They went to the movies, and came back home, after some ice cream.  The
night ran down, and finally it was bedtime.

   "Mom." James said.  "Kat can stay with you.  Robert and I are going to
sleep downstairs.  Maybe in the back yard."

   "Uhm...  sure..." Jessica mumbled absently.  She was a little tired, and
ready for bed.  A break from James's nocturnal attentions was welcome. 
Little did she know.

   The girls went upstairs, and the boys settled in on the couches.  James
whispered his plan to Robert, about Kat and his mom.  Robert went rigid
thinking of the possibilities.  Trusting that they would hear his mom's
door should it open, they pulled their dicks out.  James fetched the photo
album.  He had added some new pictures to it, fairly tame ones, of his mom
at the nudist camp.  But, they went back to the old pictures, to the pussy
picture.  Although they both tasted Jessica's sweetness on a regular basis,
very regular for James, the picture still turned them both on.

   Jessica and Kat brushed their teeth, and prepared for bed.

   "Aunt Jessica," said Kat, "I sleep naked at home, can I here?"

   "I don't care, darling." Said Jessica, once again absently.  "I sleep
that way, too."

   Tonight, however, she had on a pair of panties.  She pulled on a tank
top, and prepared to crawl into bed.

   "I thought you said you sleep naked." Said Kat, regarding her.

   "Well, I usually do, but..." Jessica almost seemed puzzled at herself.

   "Come on." Said Kat.  "It's just us girls!"

   Like that matters, thought Jessica, but she stripped off the shirt and
dropped the panties.  Kat watched her, knowing instinctively that Jessica
was a very beautiful woman.

   "You are smooth.  Like me!" Kat said, pushing her hips forward, showing
off her little mound.

   Jessica giggled.  "Yes, dear." She looked down at the girl, frankly
admiring her smooth young body.  Long, long legs.  Flat chest, but so what.
Kat's little nipples were growing, and pooched out slightly from her chest.
Her belly was flat and smooth, with muscles visible beneath it.  The girl
must be less than one percent body fat, Jessica thought enviously, although
she didn't have many worries herself in that department.  She crawled into
bed.

   Kat followed, snuggling around, nesting, Jessica thought with a twinge
of amusement.  Finally the girl crawled up right beneath Jessica's breasts,
her hot little body pressed against Jessica.  She felt good.  God, she put
off the heat.  Heat just radiated from her little body.  It wasn't cold in
the slightest, but it felt good.  But Jessica was glad that there was just
a sheet on the bed.

   The passed a few minutes in companionable silence, and then Kat shocked
Jessica to her core.

   "Aunt Jessica?  Can I suck on your boobies?  My mom always lets me suck
on hers before I go to sleep."

   Jessica was silent, mulling this one over.  How peculiar.  Alice,
straight-laced, uptight, stick-up-her-ass Alice let her nine year old
daughter suck on her tits every night?  How did that start?  She didn't
even remember Alice breast-feeding, she was always ready to plug a bottle
into Kat's mouth.  How weird.

   Kat waited patiently.  She had admired Jessica's big firm boobies, so
much more round and full than her mom's, and she wanted a taste of them. 
Plus, she had gotten used to doing it every night.  She'd gotten used to
doing other things every night, too.  Maybe that will come later, she
thought.

   Jessica wondered what the ramifications were, if she allowed this act.
If it ever came out, and Child Protective Services got involved, because of
what Alice and Kat obviously did, would her participation be remembered? 
Would it matter, if things between James and her ever came out in the open?
She wasn't sure she'd broken that many laws with her relationship with
James, he wasn't her natural son, and she hadn't even actually ever adopted
him.  She wasn't sure what his legal status was.  He was a minor, though,
for sure.  Getting him into school without her name on his birth
certificate had been a bitch.  She still had problems with it, and had
always planned on adopting him someday, if she could in his dad's
absence... now that seemed a little unnecessary, now that she was fucking
him and he was sleeping in her bed.  A little dangerous, even.  Well, what
she was doing was dangerous, he was under age, and in her care.  Back to
the problem at hand.

   Jessica sighed.  "Kat.  That's not really proper, but I guess.  If your
mom lets you."

   She rolled on her back, and Kat clambered on top of her, nestling her
waist down between Jessica's slightly spread legs.  The girl felt good on
top of her, warm and soft in all the right places.  Jessica almost jumped
as she felt Kat's wet lips wrap around her large nipple.  A girl is sucking
my tit, she thought, this is a first time experience.  A girl, a young
girl, is sucking on my titty.  It felt good, and she felt a twinge of
hornyness stab her cunt.  Oh my god, she thought, wherever is this leading
too.

   Kat changed nipples.  Jessica had nice nipples, fat and round, like a
thumb sticking out of her breast.  Her breast was round and firm.  Kat
placed a hand on either side, and squeezed.  It felt good.  It felt good to
Jessica, too.  Idly Jessica wondered if she could get her hand under Kat,
and reach her pussy.  Probably not a good idea, though, to finger herself
while an nine-year old sucked on her tits.  None of this was probably a
good idea.

   "Aunt Jessica..." said Kat.  "You have nice boobies."

   Jessica laughed.  She knew she did, but she'd never had a young girl
tell her that so earnestly.  Kat continued.

   "I hope I have nice boobies someday."

   "You will, dear, look at your mom.  Doesn't she?"

   "Yeah.  Hers are not as big as yours though."

   "Darling, size doesn't matter.  It's what you do with them that
matters."

   "That's what my mom said.  But I don't really understand that."

   "You will, someday.  Kat.  You are a very beautiful young lady, and
someday, soon, you will grow up and be a very beautiful woman.  Your whole
life is ahead of you.  Enjoy it.  And don't be in such a hurry to grow up."

   Jessica felt a wave of love for the young girl wash over her.  She felt
like she barely knew the girl, even though she'd spent half the summer at
her house.  She knew Alice and Kat struggled to just survive, and felt
sympathy for them.  Alice had made some dumb choices in her life, but Kat
shouldn't have to suffer for that.  Alice shouldn't even have to, not after
all this time.  Dumb choices are just part of life, Jessica thought, lord
knows I've made my share.

   As Kat sucked and nuzzled and rubbed her upper teeth on her nipples,
Jessica's mind went back to her days with Dean.  She knew Dean was a
womanizer, he didn't even try and hide it.  She remembered that time at the
lake with Alice and John, when Alice had jerked Dean off, if that was all
she did.  It probably was, it wasn't like Dean to lie about his conquests,
he was proud of them.  He had told Jessica immediately what Alice had done
for him, and seemed pissed that she wouldn't do more.  Jessica still didn't
know how she felt about it, even after all these years.  It wasn't like
they'd had sex.  But still.  Oh well, let the past lie, she thought.  Like
James says, move forward.

   Jessica realized Kat had stopped.  "Are you done, darling?" She said,
slightly amused at the whole thing, now that it was over.

   "Aunt Jes-sic-a..." Kat drew her name out.

   "Yes, dear?"

   "There's something else..."

   Lord.  What now.

   "Yes, dear?"

   "My mom...  my mom..."

   "Yes?"

   "My mom licks me...  down there...  could you?"

   Oh my goodness, Jessica thought.  Oh my fucking goodness.  Was this for
real?

   She almost seized Kat, grabbing her by the upper arms.  She pulled the
girl forward, feeling Kat's pelvis rub the length of her own now-damp
pussy. Jeezus.

   "Kat, darling...  are you telling the truth?  Does your mom really lick
your...  your pussy?"

   Kat seemed nervous, but defiant.

   "Yeah...  we both do...  I do it to her, too..."

   Oh my god.  What an unusual evening this was turning out to be, Jessica
thought.  How many more revelations will there be?  She didn't know if she
could stand much more.

   "Oh, darling..." She hugged Kat to her breast, feeling the girl's hot
flesh rub the nipples that she had just sucked.  Jessica forced herself to
confront the fact that Kat's latest revelation had turned her on a bit. 
She didn't need anything else tonight to make her horny.  It would probably
be sixteen or eighteen hours before James could fuck her again.  Jeezus.

   "It's okay, Aunt Jessica...  I like it...  she likes it...  we do it
because we love each other..."

   Jessica just hugged her, wondering if the girl needed comforting, or if
she was really that open-minded about it.  Of course a child would be, a
child doesn't know any better...  a child just knows what she likes. 
Jessica wondered about herself, if she was that open-minded.  An adult? 
Eating out a child's pussy?  Well, look at what she'd done to James.  With
James.  He was still, in the eyes of the law, a child.  She'd taken his...
innocence, if you could call it that.  She'd ended his childhood in a
hurry, in a big way.  Kat was, what, five years younger than James?  Six?
How had James been, at nine?  Jessica could barely remember.  It seemed
like to her, after the summer, that she'd just always been having sex with
James.  How quickly we get used to the unimaginable, she thought.

   "Kat, darling...  I want you to be happy...  but I just don't think I
can do that...  it's against the law, for one thing..."

   "Poop." Kat said.  That was her estimation of the law.  Jessica laughed.

   "Come on darling, just go to sleep."

   "Okay.  But I love you, Aunt Jessica.  I want to lick you too.  Please
think about it."

   Jessica sighed.  She did think about it.  She realized that the whole
conversation had really turned her on.  Just thinking about Alice and Kat,
their mouths buried in each others crotches, turned her on.  She was now
Officially Horny.  In Capitals.  Damn.

   What would be the worst that could happen, if I do this?  She thought.
So what if Alice finds out, if Alice is really doing it too.  And Kat had
proved that she wasn't real good at keeping secrets.  What will I tell the
judge?  Shit.

   Finally Jessica made up her mind.  Just a quick little lick, just to
taste it.  She was a modern, open-minded lady of the future.  And oddly,
she had never tasted a pussy before, except her own, on her finger and her
partner's dick.  This might be interesting.  Then she could just wait until
Kat went to sleep, and masturbate.  Maybe she could sneak downstairs and
wake James and Robert up.  Maybe, maybe, maybe.

   "Kat, my darling...  I'll do it, just for a minute, dear.  Let me have a
lick, then."

   Kat's face burst into a huge smile, visible in the dimness.  She pulled
herself up and off of Jessica, and lay beside her.  Jessica rolled over on
he girl.  God, she was hot.  Hot, and hot.  She pushed herself downwards,
towards Kat's crotch.  She felt a rising anticipation.  This was gonna be
interesting.

   Oh god, this little girl tastes good, Jessica thought, as she ran her
tongue down the little slit.  So clean, so goddam clean...  no dirty dicks
have soiled this young cunt, she thought.  What Jessica didn't know didn't
hurt her, at this point.  She loved the clean, fresh, slightly sweaty taste
of Kat's vagina.  She felt the little bud at the top of the girl's slit
with her tongue, and gave it a lick.  Kat shivered beneath her.  My god,
Jessica thought, I can make this girl come.  It is within my power to give
this young girl her first orgasm.  That made her feel good.  That will be
worth it, then, she thought, I will be giving her more than I'm taking.  I
will introduce her to some fairly benign sex.  I will give her something to
remember.  It didn't occur to her that Alice had already make Kat come
numerous times.  And of course she didn't know about the stuff with James
and Robert.

   Jessica began licking the tiny pussy in earnest, running her tongue the
length of it, pushing down as far as she could.  Kat helped by raising her
little ass off the bed, and spreading her legs even further.  Jessica
reached deep and felt the wrinkled skin of her little anus, and tasted the
bitter sexy taste of her asshole.  Oh god, Jessica thought, no wonder the
boys like this shit so much, it's fantastic.  It tastes so goddam... 
good...

   She concentrated on Kat's clit, eager to bring the girl to orgasm.  She
felt goose bumps on Kat's legs, on the sides of her own chin.  Kat jerked
and trembled under her tongue.  Is she coming?  Jessica wondered, wondering
if little sexually undeveloped girls could even have orgasms.  It seemed
like she was getting there, though.

   Finally Kat's whole body gave a jerk, and she drew a convulsive breath.
She moaned, and squeezed Jessica's head between her legs.  Jessica stabbed
her tongue deep into Kat's vagina, idly noting that the girl's maidenhead
already seemed to be broken.  She pumped her tongue in and out, wondering
if this was what a penis felt like, wishing her tongue were twelve inches
long.  Like James.  Though, Kat probably wasn't twelve inches deep.  She
probably wasn't even four inches deep.  Oh well.

   Kat settled back down, laying sleepily as Jessica continued to lick her.
Goddam, thought Jessica.  I don't want to stop.  I'm not ready to stop.

   "Aunt Jessica." Kat said, sleepily, still glowing.  "Thank you, that was
great.  I'll do you now."

   "Darling, that was an orgasm.  You had your first orgasm."

   "It was great." Said Kat, wanting Jessica to think it had really been
her first.  "Can we do this again sometimes?"

   "Uhm, probably." Jessica laughed.  Shit.  What had she created.  Well,
what had Alice created.

   Kat pulled herself up, and indicated that Jessica lay down where she had
been.  She's really gonna do it, Jessica thought, surprised that they were
going to go all the way through this.  She wondered if she had the nerve.
She lay back, almost nervous.  She wondered if she was fresh down there. 
She tried to stay fresh, but at times it was hard, especially when she was
full of James's spunk all the time.

   Jessica lay back, as nervous as she'd been on her first fuck.  She
thought, oh jeezus...  here we go...  a girl...  for the first time a girl
is going to eat my pussy...

   Her anticipation melted as Kat took her pussy lips into her mouth.  It
became quickly obvious to Jessica that hers was not the first pussy Kat had
sucked.  Damn.  She must have been telling the truth.  Why would a child
say such an outrageous thing anyway, unless it was the truth.  Jeezus. 
Damn.  The girl was good.

   Jessica lay back, and relaxed.  It seemed so natural.  Everybody should
do this, she thought.  Everybody should have a little love child at home.
Shee-it.

   Jessica's legs twitched as Kat rubbed her clit with her little tongue.
Goddam, thought Jessica, I am going to come.  I am going to come, as this
sweet little girl licks my pussy.  Sweet Jeezus.

   It was some minutes before she allowed herself that pleasure.  She was
surprised that Kat was willing to go on for so long, and she wondered just
how much pleasure the child got from the taste of her pussy.  Was eating
pussy instinctive?  Was it a pleasure the human race learned, or was it a
natural thing?

   "Baby..." She didn't want to interrupt, but she was curious.  "Baby, do
I taste good?  Do you like it?"

   "Mmmmph." Said Kat, her assent obvious.  Damn.  Good, at least.

   Jessica just let go after that.  She came, hard, sucking in her breath,
her legs locking, her body twitching.  Kat kept going, as Jessica lay
there, breathing deep, exhausted.  She felt so good.  She finally reached
down and pulled Kat up, hugging her, holding her.

   "You can stop now, darling..."

   "Did you like it, Aunt Jessica?" Kat asked.  Jessica nodded sleepily.

   "I loved it darling, you did very good.  Your mother is a very lucky
woman."

   Kat giggled, hugging Jessica close.  They lay together, communing
without words, loving each other, loving the raw feelings of their bodies
touching each other.

   The next morning James tried to gauge if anything had happened between
his mother and Kat, but he couldn't tell.  They didn't act any different.
It wasn't until later that day when Jessica left to go do some shopping did
Kat relate, almost explosively, the events of the night before.  James was
pleased.  He felt completely responsible, and he felt like he had given
them both something valuable.  He wondered if it was his mom's first time
with a girl.  Probably not, as hip and liberal as she was.  He was
gradually learning the scope of his mom's sex life, and everything he
learned turned him on even more.  She was one sexy lady, he thought.



   --==+==-

   That night Kat followed Jessica straight to her bedroom like she
belonged there.  She does belong here, Jessica thought.  Jessica and James
had made some time for themselves that afternoon, retiring to her bedroom,
as Robert had walked Kat home to get some more clothes.  They fucked
peacefully, slowly, pacing themselves, and then had gotten up and pounded
each other, doggie style.  James came mightily, splashing what felt like a
gallon of semen into his mom, watching her sexy ass as she bucked beneath
him.  He pressed the end of his thumb into her asshole as she came, and
wiggled it around, feeling her sphincter pucker around his appendage. 
Goddam she was sexy.  They lay together on the bed, exhausted, sweat drying
on their naked bodies until they heard Robert and Kat return.

   That night, Jessica and Kat finally crawled into bed, deliciously nude,
and rubbed together under the sheet.  God, Jessica thought, this is one
sexy little girl.  Jessica had had a roommate in college who had offered a
discreet, no-strings attached lesbian relationship, and Jessica had always
regretting not at least trying the girl out.  She had just been to busy,
too uptight, and too hooked on all the hot college cock.  Now she felt like
she knew what she had missed, and she had missed out.  Now she felt pressed
to make up for lost time.  With a little girl, though?  She felt a stab of
guilt as she hugged the girl to her breast.  How was this going to affect
this girl?  Then again, how was what she was doing with James going to
affect him?  Was her old age going to be all regrets?  Regrets that she
hadn't done more, or less?  She lay for some time, hugging Kat, rocking
her, humming to her.

   "Kat."

   "Yes, Aunt Jessica?"

   "Please don't ever think unkindly of me, for the things I'm doing with
you...  I love you dearly, child, and I don't want to hurt you...  playing
with you is so much fun, you've given me something, something I never dared
hope for, something I didn't know to hope for.  I love you, darling."

   "I love you too, Aunt Jessica." Kat said obediently.  Jessica laughed.

   "Darling, darling..." They hugged some more.  Kat slowly dropped her
head, lower and lower.  Finally, she slowly sucked Jessica's nipple into
her mouth.  Jessica sighed and relaxed, loving the moment, loving Kat and
loving herself.  James, and then this.  It didn't get any better.  It
couldn't.  She giggled as her pussy seemed to say, hey, what about me? 
Your turn is coming up, she thought.  Your turn is coming up.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 11 : James & Jessica

   School had started.  For the first week everything was a whirlwind. 
Finally a routine settled in.  James breathed a sigh of relief.  His
routine at home hadn't changed much, thank goodness.  Robert hadn't been
able to come over that much, and he hadn't seen Kat in a week.  His mom was
the same rock of solid routine that she'd always been, and he clung to her,
at times almost desperately, as the waves of life broke around him.  He
felt like his love for her was still growing, maturing or something, he
felt like he loved her a little more each day.  He could feel her love for
him.  They acted, when alone, like an old married couple.  He did
everything he could to please her, to make her life easier.  He had began
massaging her feet and legs when she arrived home from work, that did have
some other advantages, if often led to more interesting endeavors.  He just
loved her, and loved doing things for her.  He tried not to ignore Marissa,
whom he called her every day, but long distance relationships are hard to
keep up, he realized, and he hoped that she could be realistic about it,
also.

   Then there was...  that girl...  Missy...  she was in several of his
classes, and because her last name started with an "H", her locker was very
close to his.  He spoke to her now without fear or nervousness, the events
of the summer seeming to give him confidence.  He imagined Missy at the
nudist camp...  interesting...  suddenly an imaginary Marissa showed up. 
Oops.  He didn't figure he was in too tight of a spot, he had no fear at
all that Missy would want to be his girlfriend like Marissa had.  But, she
was nice to him.

   He had his friends during the day, and his mom at night.  All evening,
and at night.  He thought things just couldn't get any better, and he was
pretty much right.  He wondered what the other kids at school would think
if they knew he was fucking his mom.  They would freak out, probably, they
weren't as open-minded as the kids at the nudist camp.

   Gym class wasn't that bad, teeny-dick Tony was in another hour, and
Robert and James kept to themselves mostly out of habit.  There was no
towel-flipping, at least.  James and the coach had a congenial
relationship, the coach depended on James more than most of the other boys,
and James felt like he was kind of the coach's favorite.  He kind of
thought he knew why, and he wondered more than once if the coach would like
to jack off with him again.  Maybe him and Robert, maybe he could work
something out.  He was a little surprised when something of that nature
came up the first week.

   The coach had his study hour right after James and Robert's class.  One
day, the coach said "Gomez!  My office!".  James went in, and the coach
closed and noticeably locked the door.

   "Gomez.  Buddy." The coach said, and James thought, aha.  Here we go.

   "Gomez.  I got something I been thinking about.  I got you in mind."

   James thought he knew the reason.  He said "Yes, sir?"

   The coach looked thoughtful.

   "Gomez.  Can you keep your mouth shut?  Do you realize I might lose my
job if anything about this gets out?  Lose my job, or worse?"

   "Okay.  My lips are sealed."

   "Gomez.  You ever wonder what goes on in the girl's locker room?"

   Oh, hell.  "Yes, sir.  Every day, sir."

   "I can show you, if you're willing.  And if you can keep your mouth
shut."

   Oh jeezus.  Sweet jeezus.  This might be good.  Poor Robert.

   "Sir."

   "What."

   "I would appreciate that greatly, sir.  May I ask one thing?"

   "That being?"

   "Can my friend Robert come along, also?  I trust him completely."

   "Gomez, this is not a picnic outing."

   "I know that coach, but I think that Robert will fit right in.  Coach,
Robert is way past my best friend.  We jack off every day together.  We
have both fucked the same girl.  Together, even.  He is good at keeping
secrets." He felt like the admission about jacking off would carry some
weight with the coach, since he had jacked off with the coach last year.

   The coach looked thoughtful.  Finally he said, "Go get him."

   James charged out of the coaches office.  Robert was waiting for him
outside.

   "Get your ass in here, now!" James said.  Robert looked puzzled.

   The filed back into the coach's office, James carefully locking the
door. The coach was standing behind his desk.  He nodded.

   "Graff.  Gomez vouches for you.  Don't let him down.  We are going on a
magical journey, gentlemen.  Be as quiet as a mouse.  Your life as you know
it depends on it."

   The coach led them to the door on the other wall of his office.  The
other door.  The special door that no one knew where it led.  He opened the
special door.  It was dark in there.

   "Follow me, boys.  Carefully."

   The dim light of the closet made it difficult to move silently, but
James and Robert did their best.  They passed through another door, and
down a long, narrow corridor.  Pipes went in and out of the wall at crazy
angles.  The silence was deafening, except for the distant noise of water
flowing.

   The coach turned a corner, and disappeared.  When James and Robert
turned the corner, they could see him, leaning over, looking through a tiny
crack where a pipe went through the wall.  A sliver of light beamed into
his eye.  He looked up at them, and whispered, "Gentlemen.  Pick a pipe."

   James craned his neck down over a pipe, seeing light around the fitting.
The closer he got the larger the image on the other side appeared.  It took
him a moment to figure out what it was.  It was the middle of a girl's
body. Water splashed and sluiced down her soapy body.  My god, it was the
girl's shower room.  He squeezed his head in further.  He could see all of
her now.  He could see the girl on either side of her.  He could see...  my
god, it was Missy!  Jeezus, what were the chances of that, he thought. 
James moved over one pipe, so that he was right in front of her.  He heard
a whisper beside him.  A zipping noise.  The coach had unzipped his pants.
James scrambled for his zipper too, and felt Robert beside him doing the
same.  They all three drew their dicks out.  James stroked softly, gently,
watching Missy through the crack.  The girl was as beautiful naked as she
was clothed.  More so.  High, firm, round totally natural breasts.  Huge,
puffy nipples, Half her breast was nipple, he thought.  Jeezus.  Her
stomach was flat and he could see plates of muscle move and shift and she
washed herself.  She was shampooing her long dirty-blonde hair.  He was in
love.  Poor Marissa.  He moved his view down, wishing the water flow wasn't
so heavy.  Her pussy had a little blonde fuzz on it.  He'd always thought
smooth was sexy, but this looked sexier to him.  Sweet jeezus.  She turned.
Oh god her butt.  Her beautiful, wonderful butt.  He wanted to slam his
face into it so bad it hurt.  He wanted to lick her fantastic asshole.  He
hadn't seen her asshole, but he knew it would be fantastic.

   He felt the coach touch him on the arm.  "Don't come." The coach
whispered, and he nodded.  He passed it down to Robert.  In total silence,
except for faint splashing noises from the other side of the wall, they
watched the girls finish up.  When the girls left the showers, they made
their way back down the corridor.  James could see the coach still had his
hard dick out in front of him, so he left his out, too.  They filed back
through the closet, and into the coach's office.

   "Jeezus!" Robert let his breath out.  The coach laughed.

   "Graff." The coach said.  "You got a hunk of man-meat, too.  You boys
wanna finish it?  I'll give you excuse slips."

   Robert laughed.  James had told him long ago about his other jerk-off
session with the coach.  James nodded.  The coach fetched the trash can.

   "Coach.  When did you discover that." James asked, as they stroked
together.

   "Years ago.  When I first came here." The coach said.

   "Jeezus, you're lucky."

   "I know that, Gomez.  I remind myself of that every day."

   They jerked a while longer, and this time the coach was the first to
come.  He sprayed a healthy load of semen all over the papers in the trash
can.  James and Robert laughed to each other, and then began jerking hard,
finishing up.  The room filled with the odor of fresh sperm.  Fun was had
by all.



   --==+==-

   James and his mom sat in the swing in the back yard that night, talking
until dusk settled over the world.  She wanted to hear about school, and
she asked him about Marissa.

   "I don't know..." He said.  "Marissa seems very...  distant...  now when
we talk."

   "James.  Long distance relationships are very difficult to keep going."

   "I know.  I dunno, I just thought...  I mean, she seemed so crazy about
me at the camp..."

   "Well, she's got school now to deal with, and a million other things,
I'm sure.  Give her some time.  Maybe she'll come back."

   "Yah.  I know.  I will.  It will just be interesting, next year...  if
we go...  to see her, I mean.  After a year."

   "Yes.  James, things change very quickly, at your age.  Marissa might be
your first, but she won't be your only."

   "Mom." James felt tears well up in his eyes, and his voice shook.  "You
are my first.  You are my only."

   His mother almost grabbed him, hugging him tight, squeezing him against
her body.  Her voice was also choked with emotion when she spoke.

   "James...  darling...  just don't worry, everything will turn out.  We
will always have each other, but we need to make space in our lives for
others, too."

   "I know, I know." James hiccuped.  "I care about Marissa, but not like I
do you.  You are my life, mom.  I love you."

   "I know, darling, I know.  I love you, too.  You know I do."

   The darkness settled in.  Crickets chirped.  Birds nested.  A cat jumped
the fence and scampered through the yard.  James could see people down the
row of fences, doing stuff in their back yard.

   "Mom."

   "What."

   "Don't you wish we had those big wooden fences, instead of this wire
crap?  Where our back yard was private."

   "Stockade fencing?  Yes, I wish.  It's against the neighborhood rules,
though, I think."

   "Against the rules?  That's ridiculous.  Who can tell you what to do
with your fence?"

   "The neighborhood association can."

   "Stupid."

   "Yep."

   It got darker and darker.  Finally his mom spoke.

   "James.  We don't need a fence.  Darkness is our privacy."

   James laughed.  His mom stood, and turned to face him.  With a smooth
motion, her body visible to him in the dim light, she stripped her shirt
off over her head.  Her bra followed.  She dropped her pants, and then her
panties.  She stood before him, naked.

   "James.  Get your pants off.  You have work to do."

   They fucked slowly, languidly, James sitting in the swing, and his
mother facing him.  He was once again fervently glad he had a long dick. 
He plunged her depths, wondering if anybody was in the yard behind them,
wondering how visible they were.  Hopefully not very.  The cool air felt
good on his naked skin.  Her cool naked skin felt good on his naked skin.
He was glad, and he promised himself he'd fuck her again, when they went to
bed.  He was happy.

   When Jessica finally came, she tried to be silent, but she still made
quite a bit of noise, James thought, secretly amused.  She snuffled and
groaned and moaned, and did that little yip thing that he found so
endearing.  He kept silent when he came, except for a muffled groan.  They
slowed, and stopped, and she sat on his lap, and rested her head on his
shoulder.

   "Thank you, James." She said.  "Thank you.  You are my life, darling. 
You are so good to me."

   James was strangely embarrassed.  He hugged her and rocked her, feeling
his dick getting soft, slipping out of her a little.  God, she was full of
his sperm.  And he'd come earlier in the day, with the coach and Robert. 
She finally pulled away from him and got up, and he followed her into the
house.  She went into her room for a shower while he checked his e-mail. 
Nothing from Marissa.  Damn.



   --==+==-

   That weekend, Robert managed to come over and stay the night.  Of
course, it was Friday night, and Friday night was still his night, he'd
only ever missed once, when his father took him out of town.  His devotion
to Jessica was extreme, sometimes, James felt, equal to his own.

   That night the three of them went uptown, to a street party, and James
and Robert had their usual fun watching other men getting hot and bothered
while watching Jessica.  Jessica drank three glasses of wine, and was
positively tipsy, to the amusement of the boys.  Jessica was the most
uninhibited woman in the world, James thought, and it was amazing to watch
her become even more uninhibited.  It's not like she became slutty or
anything, she just became...  more sexy, somehow.  Sexiness radiated from
her like heat from a furnace.  It was fun to watch her heat up the place.
She was wearing a sexy little skirt, plenty short, with a fair amount of
cleavage, showing off her long, muscular legs and her high breasts.  She
danced in the street with Robert, who was a better dancer than James. 
James had his good camera with him, and snapped picture after picture of
her, as she gyrated and swayed.  She had to grab Robert a few times to keep
from falling, after the wine.  They finally walked away from the party,
laughing, and set out into the night.  They were downtown, and the tall
buildings rose all around them.  They found themselves at the foot of the
tallest, the Spire, as Jessica called it.  She suddenly because eager,
animated, and pointed to the building.

   "Come on, you guys, want see something cool?"

   The went in the lobby.  No one was in sight but a bored security guy. 
They piled in the elevator, giggling.  Jessica showed them how to hold the
buttons down to go right to their floor, and up they went.  They exited the
elevator.  They were on top of the building, high above the city.  A
million lights spread out beneath them.  Cars drove far below, and planes
flew in the dark sky.  They could lean over the side, and see the street
party, and James imagined he could hear music from it.  They went around to
the other side and looked out over the shining city.  James took picture
after picture of the city, putting his camera up on the railing.

   "James, dear." His mother said.  He knew her well enough by now to know
her tones of voice.  He knew what was going to come next.  Robert,
probably.

   "James.  Please go to the other side of the elevator shaft, and whistle
if anyone come out.  Robert is going to fuck me."

   James and Robert exchanged glances.  They laughed.

   "Robert?" His mom asked.  Robert unzipped his pants, and pulled his dick
and balls out.  Jessica held onto his arm while she pulled her panties off,
and handed them to James.  He put them in his pocket.  Robert had been half
hard too start with, and now he was ready.  Jessica put her arms up on the
high railing, and Robert pulled her skirt up and exposed her beautiful ass.
She bent over a little, sticking her ass out, and he probed around with his
penis for her cunt, finally sliding into her.  They began pumping, her
forward and him backward.  James walked around the central elevator shaft
to where he could see the door.  The light would tell him before anyone
arrived, anyway.  He knew they were pretty safe.  What felt like an hour
later, he heard the elevator ding.  They were taking their time.  He walked
over to tell them too bad, no big finish, to find them standing, Robert
zipped up, Jessica's skirt down, just looking out over the city.

   "Jeezus, when did you guys finish up?" He asked.

   "Oh, a few minutes ago." Jessica said.  "We were just looking out over
the city.  Are you ready?"

   "Mom, I can't do you." He said.  "We got company."

   Ten or fifteen people piled out of the elevator, obviously party goers
like themselves, hooting and hollering, feeling good.  James, Jessica and
Robert entered the elevator.  Four or five of the men turned, their eyes
glued to Jessica as the elevator door shut.  When the door was just a few
feet from being shut, she suddenly whipped her skirt up in a smooth motion,
exposing her naked, wet cunt to their view.  The door shut and the three of
them collapsed into hysterics.

   "Did you see those guy's eyes bug out?" James laughed.

   "That one guy dropped his booze!" Robert said.  Jessica smiled and
looked at the floor demurely.  James felt a wave of love for her break over
him, and he let himself be swept away by it.  He pulled her panties out of
his pocket, and sniffed them, getting a scandalized look from his mother.
He handed the panties to Robert, and Robert plastered them to his face and
breathed them in deeply also.  His mom shook her head.  "You guys are such
perverts.  I can't believe I'm running around with a couple of perverts."

   The boys laughed, and Robert put the panties on his head, like a hat. 
Jessica and James regarded him with amused looks, and Jessica said,
"Robert. I will give you something rare and valuable, something that is
almost never found in this world anymore, if you go back to the party and
keep those on your head all night."

   "Done." Said Robert, wondering what on earth she was talking about.  He
thought he'd pretty much already had everything she could offer.  There was
nothing left, except maybe nostril or ear sex, and his dick was too big for
that.  Seriously, what could she mean?  He would wait and find out.  That
this beautiful woman could still surprise him made him love her all the
more.

   They went back to the street party.  Robert and James realized that two
young men, with an attractive woman in tow, and panties on one boy's
head... they realized that almost everyone would know that they were her
panties.  That really turned them both on.  They danced, and James kept to
the sidelines again, his camera at the ready.  Robert looked silly, with
panties on his head, and James noticed more than one man eyeing them
speculatively.  He watched several men dance up to Robert and his mom, and
then dance away.  He saw a phone carried low in one man's hand, and
realized that the men were taking phone pictures of his mom's pussy, up her
short skirt.  He took pics of them doing it to show her and Robert later.
It turned him on, and he wished he hadn't had to miss his turn fucking her.
Maybe later, he thought.  Of course he'd get to fuck her later.

   They left the party in the early hours of the morning, his mom exhausted
and weaving, holding onto both of them for support.  She let James drive
home, even though he didn't have his license yet.  She was just too tired.
She went to sleep on the way.  They dragged her into the house, and James
gently undressed her and put her to bed.  He tucked her in, and motioned
Robert to his room.  He shut the door.  He showed Robert the pictures of
the men photographing her secretly, and Robert was outraged.  James just
laughed.

   "Robert, she was enjoying showing off.  You know she'll love it when I
show her these pictures.  She's a tease."

   "I know, but..." Robert spluttered.

   "Go crawl in with her." James said, smiling.  "You can get one more
round with her, in the morning, maybe."

   He went to sleep with a satisfied smile on his face.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 12 : Robert & Anthelea

   Next Friday night, he knew something was up.  He helped his mom clean
house, and then she prepared dinner, and set the table for four.  Robert
arrived, and they sat in the living room, talking, waiting for something,
it seemed, and suddenly the doorbell rang.  Jessica went to the door.

   The woman that entered was beautiful.  James could tell instantly that
she just didn't know it.  She was young, probably in her late twenties. 
Her hair was pulled into a tight, painful looking bun thing.  She had on a
huge pair of black plastic glasses.  She was wearing what looked like a
business suit, kind of formal, almost stiff looking.  She seemed nervous,
and looked around with almost frightened eyes.  Beautiful eyes.  Beautiful
green eyes, he noticed.

   "Ann, this is my son, James.  James, this is Anthelea.  We call her Ann,
at the office.  And this is Robert, Ann.  Ann, Robert.  Robert, Ann." Hands
were shaken, all around.  A dim light bulb was lighting up in James's head.
This was his mom's friend from work.  Hadn't his mom once said she told
her...  everything?

   They settled down at the table, and had roast beef and gravy.  His mom
was a good cook.  After dinner she opened a bottle of wine, and the boys
tried to look sophisticated and sip theirs without making horrible faces.
Anthelea was delightful, funny, but shy.  James could tell she was
painfully shy, but trying very hard.  He instinctively loved her, as he did
every beautiful woman.  He looked at Robert.  Robert sat, staring lovingly
at the woman, a beautific smile on his face, as if he'd just seen an angel
or something.  He was hanging onto her every word.  James halfway expected
to see drool hanging from his mouth.  He sighed, and shook his head.

   This is it?  He thought.  This is what my mom is going to give to
Robert? He had to admit, this girl was special, but was she really
something rare, something hardly every found in this world?  He wondered if
his mom intended for Robert to have sex with Ann.  What did she mean,
"give"?, then, if not that?

   They retired to the living room.  His mom didn't turn on the TV.  They
talked for a while, Ann and Jessica sharing office anecdotes, and just
making small talk in general.

   Finally his mother was silent.  Ann lapsed into nervous silence.  His
mom regarded the boys.  She spoke.

   "James, Robert...  we have a favor to ask of you.  Well, of Robert, I
immediately thought of Robert when Ann came to me with her...  problem..."

   James glanced at Ann, and was shocked to see that she was a deep shade
of red.  She was extremely embarrassed!  She stood, suddenly, not meeting
anyone's gaze.

   "Jessica..." she mumbled.  "I don't think this was a good idea.  I think
I need to go, before...  before..."

   "Ann, Ann." Jessica stood and hugged the other woman.  They stood like
that for a long time, hugging and rocking back and forth a bit.  Jessica
finally pulled away and looked Ann in the eyes.

   "Darling, I will respect your wishes.  I understand.  We understand. 
Please stay, though, if nothing else.  We'll play some games, and make
cookies later.  Please?"

   Anthelea still seemed very embarrassed.  She mumbled, "I don't know..."
but at least she sat back down.  James and Robert were puzzled by the whole
thing, but patient.

   Finally Ann cleared her throat, and said, "Go head.  Ask him." She hung
her head.  James felt sorry for her, clearly she was very embarrassed about
something.

   Jessica took a breath, regarding her, then continued.

   "Ann is still...  a virgin...  a valuable commodity is some cultures, as
I have tried to tell her..." Anthelea snorted, a funny sound coming from
such a sophisticated looking girl.  Jessica smiled and continued.

   "Anyway, she wishes to be rid of...  her condition.  Robert?" She didn't
say what she intended Robert to do, but it was pretty obvious.

   Robert sat, his mouth open.  Close your mouth, doofus!  James sent a
mental blast to him, and Robert finally did.

   "Uh...  uh..." Robert said weakly.  "Uh, yes, please, I mean, yes, I
would be glad to help."

   "Ann, run upstairs and get ready.  My room, straight up the staircase.
Robert will be up in a few minutes."



   --==+==-

   Jessica had a hurried, whispered conference with Robert after Anthelea
disappeared upstairs.

   "Robert, I'm trusting you with this.  Go slow, be gentle.  Respect her
wishes in every facet of this, even if she backs out.  If she backs out,
we'll just let her leave, or whatever she wants.  This is a very big thing
to her.  You can understand her embarrassment?"

   Robert nodded.

   "Good.  Just be sympathetic, and kind.  I know you will.  If she does
decide to go ahead with it, be gentle, god, be gentle with her.  Go into
her slowly, and give her plenty of time to get used to you.  If worse comes
to worse and either of you need me, I'll be down here or in James's room.
Don't be surprised if there's blood, she's as virgin as they get.  Please,
please please be kind with her, I know I don't need to say that.  She's so
terribly shy...  "

   Robert nodded again.

   "You two are perfect for each other.  It may be just this once, if it
happens at all, or it may be a million times.  But I think you'll
eventually end up with a true friend, if nothing else.  She has liked
everything I've told her about you so far."

   Robert squeaked, "How much does she know?"

   Jessica laughed.  "Everything.  I tell her everything.  She knows you
and I fuck, she knows James and I fuck, I even told her about letting Kat
suck on my titties the other night...  by the way, you guys...  I let Kat
suck on my titties the other night..."

   James laughed, pretending like he didn't know she'd done that, and more.
Kat had, of course, told them everything.

   Robert gulped and nodded a last time.  "When do you think I should... 
go up?"

   "Hell.  Now.  Go.  Make me proud." Jessica seized Robert, and gave him a
long kiss.  "Be gentle.  Above all, be gentle."

   Robert slowly dragged himself up the stairs.  James thought, what, he
should be on cloud nine!  He should be running!  But he understood.  Robert
was probably a bit nervous.  Robert suffered from performance anxiety.  In
a way, James thought that he should probably have been the one to pop Ann's
cherry, but he understood the choice of Robert from his mom's point of
view. And who knows what might work out between the two of them.

   He stood at the foot of the stairs for a while with his mom.  He figured
she was waiting to see if Anthelea might come bursting out the door and run
screaming down the stairs.  All was quiet from upstairs.  The minutes
dragged.  Finally Jessica took his hand.  She looked at her watch.

   "Shit.  It's only eight o'clock.  Want to play Monopoly?"



   --==+==-

   Robert slowly entered Jessica's bedroom.  He shut the door, and looked
around for Anthelea.  He finally realized she was in the bathroom.  He sat
on the edge of the bed to wait on her.  After what seemed like an hour he
heard the door crack open.  Anthelea slowly came out, looking very nervous
and positively scared.  He gulped, and faced her.

   "Ann." He said.  "Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to hurt you.
I won't even touch you if that's what you want.  Can we just sit and talk a
while, at least?"

   She nodded, shyly, and sat beside him stiffly on the bed, a good three
feet away.  The silence stretched.

   "I noticed..." he started, as she said "You must..." at the same time.
They both laughed.

   "Sorry." He said.  "Go ahead."

   "No, you go."

   "I noticed you have green eyes.  Are you Irish?" What a stupid thing to
say, he thought as he said it.

   She actually laughed.  "You know, actually, I am!  I'm half Irish on my
mother's side!  I've been there, even!"

   They talked for a while about Ireland.  Roberts mind raced for ways to
keep her talking.  He feared the silence more than anything.  Finally,
though, silence happened again.

   "I know..." she said, and at the same time he said, "What do..." They
both stopped, and regarded each other with amusement.

   "Robert, thank you for being so patient.  This is very hard for me, as
you can imagine."

   "I know, I know..."

   "Jessica is a very special friend.  This was really her idea.  I would
trust her with my life, and I trust her judgment.  She has told me so much
about you I feel like I already know you."

   Robert wondered if that was good or bad.  He didn't know what to say.

   "I bet you think I'm crazy, making such a big deal out of this."

   "No, no, really, I don't.  I understand.  Look, Ann...  Jessica has done
a lot for me, too...  I was very shy, in fact I still am.  At school, I'm a
nobody.  My dad thinks I'm a nobody.  Here, here with James and Jessica is
the only place I can truly be myself."

   "Jessica says that you..." Ann colored again.  "That you have... 
relations with her.  She says she loves you very much because of that and
she speaks very highly of you."

   Robert colored slightly himself.  "Uhm, yes...  Jessica is very good to
me.  Like I said, she allows me to...  be myself, in ways that I can't...
out there in the real world..."

   "It must be nice to have somewhere to go, and feel that safe..." Ann
said, almost wistfully.

   "Ann...  You are a very wonderful lady, and I will treasure your
friendship, always, no matter what.  Thanks for understanding me, at least.
Thank you."

   To his surprise and horror, she burst into tears.  He sat, helplessly,
for a while, and finally slid over to her and carefully took her in his
arms.  She leaned her head down on his chest and bawled, wetting his shirt
with tears.

   "There, there..." He felt stupid saying something so simple, but he
didn't know what else to say.  She finally stopped and sniffled for a
while, hiccuping.  She cleared her throat, and sat up.

   "I'm sorry.  Thank you."

   He hugged her, and cupped her cheek in his had.  It just seemed so
natural.  She closed her eyes and seemed to melt into him a little bit. 
They sat in silence for a while.



   --==+==-

   Downstairs, the monopoly game had degenerated into making paper
airplanes out of the money and building houses out of the property cards.
Suddenly Jessica seized a handful of money.

   "James, get some money.  I will give you a lap dance for a hundred
dollars.  I am expensive, but I'm worth it."

   James grabbed handfuls of cash from the bank.  Jessica scooted her chair
out of the way, and James scooted his chair back to give her room.  She ran
over to the stereo and flipped it on to some goofy oldies station.  She
came back, and began to rub and slide her legs on James's, almost sitting
in his lap.  She leaned her head back and nuzzled his face.

   "I've always wanted to do this." She mused.  "I bet I could make a lot
of money doing this for a living.  If I could stand the clientele."

   "Mom, you could make a million dollars.  The first day."

   She gyrated and danced, rubbing against his hard crotch, turning and
rubbing her boobs in his face.  She pulled them out of her bra and dress,
and he nuzzled her bare nipples, licking and sucking on them.  The song
ended and he gave her five hundred dollars of monopoly money.  Her eyes lit
up.

   "Jeezus, thank you.  Don't I get a tip?" He gave her another hundred. 
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, a long wet kiss that
went on for a minute, until the next song started.  She pulled away.

   "Well, back to work.  Thanks, and see you around."

   "Wait!" He said.  "I want another dance!  I'll pay!"

   "Of course you will, darlin'.  Of course you will." She reached beneath
her dress and stripped off her panties, careful not to give him any peeks.
Everything had a price, tonight.  She reached down and unzipped his pants,
and he helped her pull his hard dick and balls out.  She turned and sat in
his lap, rubbing against his dick, wiggling her hips in time time to the
music.  God, James thought, will this go on the rest of my life?  Can she
turn me on this much a year from now, five, ten?  Where is this going? 
Where will it end?  Will it end?  He didn't know.  He didn't care.  All he
really cared about was the moment, and the feeling of his mother's hot
flesh on his.  She turned again, and rubbed her head on his dick, his
pre-cum slobbering in her hair.  She went up one side of it, over the top,
and down the other side.  She stopped, and took the cap in her mouth,
sucking for a few seconds.

   "That is gonna cost you, you little weasel." She said.  "You are in the
big money now."

   James laughed.  "How much is it to just fuck?"

   "Five thousand dollars."

   "Let me go to the bank." He began counting out money.



   --==+==-

   Upstairs, Robert and Athelea were kissing.  It had just happened, very
naturally.  As they talked, her face seemed to get closer and closer to
his. A pause in the conversation, and they just kind of came together.  She
was fun to kiss, but he could tell she was inexperienced, but he enjoyed it
greatly.  He rubbed her back and stroked her arms, finally cupping his
hands around her neck, and exploring the inside of her mouth with his
tongue.  He felt her little tongue creep into his mouth.  He thought, Damn,
I'm in.  He expected it to happen, now.  He could feel it.  He could feel
her mentally preparing for it.

   He slowly leaned her back on the bed, and she fell willingly.  He put
his arms around her waist, and pulled her to him.  She almost resisted, and
then pulled away from his face.

   "Robert..." She said, not meeting his eyes.  "Please be gentle.  Please
be easy.  This is a night of many firsts for me."

   "I understand darling." He said.  "I intend to.  I love you.  I just met
you, but I love you.  I won't hurt you."

   She was quiet, and then she leaned forward and kissed him softly. 
"Thank you.  You are ever bit as sweet as Jessica said you were."

   A few minutes later he was stroking her soft breasts beneath her shirt.
She mmmm'phed and hmmmm'd around, wiggling on the bed, and finally she just
started laughing.  He was puzzled.

   "Robert." She sat up on one arm.  "Robert, you are how old?  Fifteen?"

   "Yes..." he nodded.

   "Goodness.  I'm twenty eight.  I'm thirteen years older than you,
Robert. I'm almost twice your age.  And I'm the inexperienced one, and
you're the...  stud..."

   He laughed.  She laughed.

   "Ann."

   "what."

   "Is everything alright with you, so far?  Are you okay?"

   "Yes...  I'm...  better than okay..."

   "Do you still think this is a mistake?"

   "Well, it's probably not what most people...  would do.  But, no.  I
don't think it's a mistake."

   He leaned up to her, and they kissed again.  She absently reached up as
they did, and pulled a little stick out of the bun on her head.  Long brown
hair cascaded down around her head.  He laughed to himself, thinking, at
last this girl lets her hair down.  This is gonna be good.



   --==+==-

   Jessica was naked, sitting in James's lap.  His dick was smashed up
again his stomach, almost painfully, but it felt so good to feel her
sitting on him.  She was facing away from him, but she turned her head and
they kissed, his hands full of her breasts.  Let the fucking begin, James
thought.  Let the fucking fucking begin.  He had enough money for two
fucks. He was more than happy.



   --==+==-

   Robert undressed Anthelea slowly, savoring each moment.  Her shirt came
off, showing a sexy black lacy bra beneath.  He unsnapped her pants and
slid them down.  Sexy pink panties.  She had already taken her glasses off,
thank goodness.  The girl was a natural.  She was so sexy and she didn't
know it, she had no idea.  She dressed like this every day, he figured. 
Every day she dressed like this, and then hid from the world behind big
plastic glasses and a hair bun.  He felt sorry for her, that she'd gone
this long, that she'd spent her life waiting.  He wanted desperately to
draw her out of her shell.  He wanted to scream, "You're sexy!" and get her
to know it, to feel it deep inside.  He wanted to make something out of
her.

   She was really shy, now, that she stood before him in her bra and
panties.

   "Darling...  god..." His voice caught.  He didn't do it on purpose, but
he thought it was a nice touch.  "God you are beautiful..."

   She smiled shyly.  "You're just saying that!"

   "I am a good judge.  Anthelea, you are major beautiful.  You are the
most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He breathed, wanting her to believe
it, wanting her to really listen to him.

   "More beautiful than Jessica?" She teased, smiling.

   "Every bit as beautiful as Jessica.  Maybe a wee tiny bit more."

   "I'll settle for that." She said, and surprised him by sitting in his
lap.  He almost grabbed her boob, but then he remembered slowly, gently. 
He stroked her softly.

   "No one has ever...  touched my breasts before..." She said softly.  He
smiled at her.

   "You have very fine breasts.  I'm a lucky guy."

   She moved in, and they kissed again.  And again.  She finally said,
"Robert.  Unsnap my bra."



   --==+==-

   Jessica was bent over, her arms on the fireplace hearth, supporting
herself.  James was behind her, standing up, his dick deep in her cunt. 
Monopoly money was scattered all over the floor and table.  He fucked her
hard, trying to relax, trying to keep from coming.  He didn't want to blow
it, early.  Her ass slapped against his groin.  He could feel her firm ass
right below his stomach, and it felt sexy, just the momentary slap, slap
slap of it as he pumped her.  Oh shit, he was gonna come...  he wished
she'd hurry a little bit.  Oh shit, oh shit.



   --==+==-

   Robert saw the stab of pain on Anthelea's face as he pushed deeper into
her body.  He wondered if her hymen had torn.  He couldn't get the look of
stark fear on her face out of his mind, at the moment she had first seen
his long dick.  Maybe he hadn't been the best choice for her first fuck. 
He thought she was going to break and run, but she didn't.  He was proud to
think that for the rest of her life, she was going to measure every dick
she saw against his.

   He stopped pressing into her, and stared into her wide, hypnotic green
eyes.  "Darling, are you okay...  do you want me to stop, to pull out?"

   "No..." She was gasping for breath.  "No, keep going...  it feels
good... I feel...  full of you..."

   He waited another minute, and pressed deeper.  She sighed, deeply. 
Finally, he felt her hips nestling against his groin, and he knew he was
all the way in.  He stopped for a long time, to give her time to get used
to it, and then pulled out a few inches, and pushed back in.  Her eyes flew
open.

   "Goodness." She said.  "Goodness."

   He laughed softly.  She might actually enjoy this, the first time.  He
hoped so.  He hoped he could make her come, he hoped she could forget
herself enough to have a good come.  He wanted her to remember this
forever, and he kind of figured she would anyway, for good or bad, but he
wanted to make it something special.  He pumped again, slowly.  She said,
"Goodness."



   --==+==-

   James was on his second fuck.  He was broke after this, and he was sad.
He'd told her he was coming back next weekend, though.  They were on the
couch.  She was sitting on his lap, facing him, his dick deep in her body,
his nice hard dick.  She rose and fell, sliding him in and out of her body.
It had been less than an hour since he'd come, but he knew he could do it
again.  She turned him on that much.

   "I wonder how Robert and Ann are doing." She said, absently, as he
fucked her, as she fucked herself with him.

   "I'm sure they're...  doing fine, mom.  I mean, she hasn't...  come
running down the stairs screaming...  or anything."

   "Hee hee.  Yes.  I just hope it goes good for her."

   "I hope so too.  I think Robert realized...  what was at stake."

   "I hope he did.  He'll have a hell of a girlfriend for a while, if so."

   "Yes."

   "Kind of a May-December girlfriend, but what the hell."

   "Yes.  Like us..."

   "Yes.  Like us."



   --==+==-

   Jeezus, thought Robert, I have created a monster.  Anthelea was
growling, literally growling like a wild animal, as he fucked her.  He was
laying on top of her, his cock deep inside, pumping away for all he was
worth.  She had actually asked him, at one point, to go faster.  Her body
jerked forwards and backwards on the bed as he pumped her.  And she
growled, her eyes closed, squeezed closed.  Her mouth opened and closed
convulsively, and she growled.  Jeezus.  She seems to be enjoying herself,
he thought.  Good.  He had felt a lot of pressure on this deal, and
although he appreciated Jessica's trust in him, he had felt like the stakes
were high.  He didn't want to leave Anthelea scarred for life because of
something stupid he said or did.  Jeezus, he thought, adults, expecting us
kids to do adult work, and do it right the first time.  It's almost not
fair.  He appreciated the chance, though, and was proud of his abilities so
far.  He hoped, oh god he hoped, that she would come.  An earth-shaking,
wall-breaking come.  A good one.



   --==+==-

   James came, hard for a second time, so soon.  Jessica yipped and
hiccuped, and came down from her high.  James was a good fuck.  He had
been, every time.  She had never had a bad fuck from him.  She had had
plenty from Dean.  Sometimes Dean had just walked away, in the middle of a
fuck, when he had finished first.  What a dipshit.  There was still silence
from upstairs.  She listened carefully, now that James and she were silent.
There was some noise...  what the hell was that noise...

   Jessica slid James out of her body as she crawled off.  She motioned him
to silence, and crept up the stairs.  He followed.  On the landing she
paused, and then went slowly, carefully to her door.  It was loud up here,
jeezus, it was loud.  In spite of the heavy, thick door of her bedroom, it
was loud.  Some kind of wailing, and occasional growls, like a dog or
something was in there.  What the hell.

   "Is she crying?" James whispered in her ear.

   "I think she's cumming." Jessica finally whispered, and they crept back
downstairs.  Jessica hadn't realized that they were naked until she saw
James's cock hanging down.  "Shit." She said, and they hurriedly dressed.
They gathered up the pieces of the Monopoly set, and set back down at the
table trying to look innocent.  Thirty minutes later they heard the door to
Jessica's room open, and Anthelea casually wandered down the stairs. 
James's heart caught in his throat for a second when he saw her.  She was
even even more beautiful than normal.  Her long hair hung down, and her
face was warm and pink.  She glowed.

   Jessica stretched languidly, like a cat.  "You okay, darling?"

   "I'm...  fine..." Anthelea said, sitting at the table.  "I'm really...
fine..."

   "Good." Said Jessica.  A few minutes later Robert equally casually
strolled down.  He grinned hesitantly.  "Hey.  You guys played Monopoly? 
There's some money on the floor."



   --==+==-

   After the cookies and a few card games, Anthelea finally departed. 
Robert related the events of upstairs to an eager Jessica and an amused
James.  Later, Jessica talked at length with Anthelea on the phone.  All
had gone well.  She had enjoyed the experience, and Robert had truly been
gentle and thoughtful with her.  Anthelea asked Jessica if she thought they
could do it again.

   "Darling." Said Jessica, laughing.  "You don't need me to get in the
middle now.  You're a big girl.  Invite him over to your place, if you
wish. I'm sure he'll still treat you right."

   After that, James and Jessica seemed to see less and less of Robert. 
Anthelea's apartment was even closer to Robert's house than James's was. 
Robert very obviously was spending a great deal of time with her.  Jessica
was pleased, and James, though he missed Robert, still got to see him at
school, and hear his stories.  Anthelea had been on the pill for years to
regulate her periods, so Robert didn't even have to worry about getting her
pregnant.  She thought Robert was very sweet, and he was.  He was very good
with her, and he understood her occasional hang-ups about certain things,
and he patiently helped her work through her inhibitions.  He finally
succeeded somewhat in making her realize that she was a beautiful woman who
could take the world by the balls if she wished.  She certainly had Robert
by the balls.  And he loved it.



   --==+==-

   The next Friday night rolled around.  Robert and Anthelea showed up with
Anthelea driving and Robert sitting in the passenger's seat, to James's
great amusement.  Robert did not have his license yet.  The four of them
spent the evening playing games and watching TV, and finally Robert and
Anthelea departed, for her apartment, presumably.  James and Jessica were
kind of left hanging, but they made the best of it, trying to sleep in his
bed for at least one night.  His bed wasn't bad for fucking, they
discovered, and they both enjoyed the forced closeness of it, for a while
at least.  Finally they went back to Jessica's bed, though, and fucked
again, long and slow, deep into the heart of the night.

   "Mom.  What do you think Robert and Ann are doing right now?"

   "Probably fucking."

   "Wanna call them and see?"

   Jessica giggled at that.  "Don't you dare.  They are still newlyweds. 
Give them a break."

   The next day James talked to Robert on his phone.  He asked him what
they had been doing at precisely 4:45 am the morning before.

   Robert laughed.  "Actually, we were fucking.  She woke me up, and we
fucked until the sun came up."

   James relayed the information to his mother, to her amusement.



   --==+==-

   One Friday night late in the summer, James, Robert, Jessica and Anthelea
went uptown.  They were disappointed that no street parties were going on,
but they found a place to eat, and later walked around the dark city.  They
approached the Spire building, and the three of them began giggling,
leaving Anthelea to say, in puzzlement, "What?  What's so funny."

   "Just some fun we had here once." Jessica replied.  They went to the top
and looked out over the city.

   "Come on you guys, let's do it." Said Jessica, giggling.  "We can hear
the dinger if anybody comes up."

   "Do what..." said Anthelea, looking nervous.  She had a pretty good idea
what Jessica meant.

   "You know.  It." Jessica leaned close and loudly whispered to the other
girl.  "Let's fuck!"

   "Oh my goodness." Said Anthelea, shocked.  Although she knew Jessica
quite well, she was scandalized.  "I can't do that here, out in the open."

   "Sure you can." Said Jessica.  "Come on, it's fun.  Take your panties
off and give them to Robert.  Anthelea just stood there while Jessica
yanked her panties down beneath her skirt.  "Come on, girl.  Have some fun.
You've already let your hair down.  Now live a little."

   Anthelea finally shook her head shyly and slowly slid her panties down
and handed them to Robert.  He put them in his pocket.  Jessica walked
forward to the railing, and raised both her hands up onto it.

   "Like this, darling." Anthelea approached, stood beside Jessica, and
copied her, reaching up to place her hands on the high railing, and
sticking her butt out.  Behind the girls, the boys were pulling their cocks
out of their pants.

   Anthelea jumped when Robert touched her.  He pulled her skirt up,
exposing her fine ass, and she said, "Goodness."

   Jessica laughed, and turned slightly to face Anthelea.

   "Ann.  Anthelea, darling.  Do one thing for me."

   "What?"

   "I just want to hear you say fuck.  I have never even heard you say gee
whiz, much less fuck.  Go ahead, dear, say it.  Say, Robert, fuck me."

   Anthelea was silent.  Robert slowly brought his hard dick up, and she
jumped again as he touched it to the outer lips of her cunt, between her
legs.  He rubbed around on it, and she jumped again.

   Finally she said, "Robert...  fu...  fu...  fuck me, Robert..." Jessica
clapped, and everyone laughed.  Robert began doing just that, as James slid
into Jessica.

   Several minutes later James looked at Robert, shaking his head.  The
girls were still hanging onto the railing, their asses sticking out, as
James and Robert fucked them.  They were chattering away, pointing out
sights on the ground below, and talking about stuff at the office.  aHad it
become this mundane?  This was a new thing for Anthelea, a group fuck, yet
she chattered away like she was a tea party or something.  Crazy girls.

   A door slammed behind them.  All four froze, and turned to see the
security guard standing outside the stairwell, with his hands on his hips.

   "Beautiful night, in't it." He said casually, looking the four over.

   "Yes, sir." Said James.

   "You kids having fun?"

   "Yes, sir." Said James.

   "Just don't climb on the fence, okay?  Have a good one." The man
disappeared back through the door.

   "Jeezus!" James almost shouted.  "Is there no privacy!?"

   "Shit!" Said Jessica, laughing.  Anthelea was as red as she'd been the
other night.  Robert laughed and started pumping her ass again.  James
joined back in.

   "You know," Said Jessica, "To get out of this building, we're going to
have to walk right past him downstairs."

   "Fu-u-uck." Said Anthelea.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 13 : Dylan & Alice

   One Saturday night, Dylan had Kat and Alice over.  They got some food at
a drive-thru, and sat in his living room and ate.  Kat was her usual
charming self, and Dylan laughed at her all evening.  Alice just shook her
head at the two of them.  She was glad Dylan was back in town, as she had
figured, her life had gotten much easier.  He plied Kat with gifts and
money, and more than once he had just handed Alice a handful of cash. 
Alice could tell the depths of his love for Kat, the two seemed almost
conspiratorial, like they had secrets, and it was the two of them against
the world.  Alice fervently hoped that Kat was keeping her secrets... 
Alice's secrets...

   They still had their nocturnal meetings.  One day Alice shocked herself
by realizing they were doing it every night.  Every night, Kat crawled into
her bed and fastened her little lips around her mother's pussy.  Every
night, Alice sucked her pussy in return.  Kat couldn't seem to get to sleep
now, without coming first.  Alice wondered how she did without it when she
stayed with Dylan on the weekends.  How long should she let this go on? 
Surely Kat wouldn't want to do it forever.  Kat was old enough that she
would remember this the rest of her life...  what would she think of Alice,
when she was sixteen, twenty, thirty?  Alice had the presence of mind to
worry about it, at least.  But for some reason, she didn't stop it.

   Alice shook her head and returned to the present.  Dylan and Kat were
stretched out on the floor, and mumbling to each other.  What a pair.  She
sighed, and stretched out on Dylan's couch, and let the murmuring TV carry
her away.

   The room was dark and silent when Alice awoke.  Kat was gone.  She saw
Dylan's dark shape, sitting in a chair.

   "You up?" She said softly.  He turned.

   "Yes.  You?"

   "I am now.  What time is it?"

   "Almost ten."

   "Jeezus.  Where is Kat?"

   "She went to bed, already.  She was tired out."

   "Yes, Dylan, you really wear that girl out sometimes."

   "Hah hah, yes.  As long as she's having fun."

   Dylan arose, and joined her on the couch.  He fumbled for the remote,
and turned on the TV.  They sat for a few moments in the flickering light.

   "Well.  I guess I should go home." Said Alice, finally.

   "Oh, Alice.  Just stay.  Kat's already in bed.  You can sleep in here,
or in my bed.  We'll go out for breakfast in the morning."

   Sleep in his bed?  Whatever did he mean by that?  Where would he sleep
if she slept in his bed?  In here?

   "Dylan...  thanks...  I should probably go home..."

   "Hell no.  Look, I'll get you a blanket, you can just go back to sleep."

   She sighed, and leaned against him.  She didn't really want to get up.
Maybe she would do just that.

   A few minutes later, she woke up again.  She was down in his lap, and
she could feel his arm pressing into her breast.  She rose up, and felt him
move beneath her.

   "I'm sorry, Dylan...  I went back to sleep..."

   "It's okay, Alice, I don't mind."

   "I've just been so tired lately..."

   "I understand...  Just go back to sleep."

   She yawned, stretched, and lay back against him.  He felt nice and warm.
And hard, his body was hard, muscular.  She'd always like Dylan.  He'd been
nice to her, always, when they were children.  Nice.  Respectful.  How few
other men in her life had been respectful to her.  Most of them just used
her and tossed her away.  Bastards.

   "Kat was right." Dylan said.  "You have nice soft boobies."

   She thought for a minute that she hadn't heard him correctly.  Then,
what he said struck her as the silliest thing that he'd ever said to her.
She burst out laughing.

   "What?  Kat said what?"

   Dylan seemed slightly embarrassed, now that he'd opened his big mouth.
Kat had actually said a lot more than that about her mother's boobs.  He
had been shocked at some of the things that Kat had said about her mother's
boobs.  Well, more about what Kat had said about her mom's pussy, actually.
He wondered if she and Alice still did those things.

   "Oh, you know how she is.  Just something silly." He finally said.

   "Yes, I well know how she is." Alice lay against him for a while,
thinking.  Maybe he could help her out of this mess she was in with Kat. 
How much should she dare and tell him?

   "Dylan..." She finally said.  "I'm having some problems...  with Kat...
problems with her telling the truth, and problems with her wanting... 
certain things that she shouldn't want..." Alice didn't know why she had
said that about Kat not telling the truth.  Kat's problem usually was that
she didn't know when to stop telling the truth.

   "Anyway, I appreciate your help with her.  You've taken a real load off
my mind, and I know she loves to be with you.  Thank you."

   "You're welcome..." Dylan almost squirmed.  Shit, he thought, she's
basically thanking me for molesting her daughter.  Well, she does it too.
Shit.

   "Dylan...  Kat's got some kind of obsession...  with my boobs, my
tits..." Alice closed her eyes.  "She actually tries to suck on them
sometimes, like she was a baby.  Why do you think she would do that?"

   Dylan was silent, remembering the last time Kat had sucked on him.  It
sure as hell hadn't been his tit.

   "I don't know, Alice.  Some kind of childhood thing, I guess..."

   "I mean, other than that, Kat seems mature for her age.  I have no real
problems with her, other than that..." She finished weakly.  The silence
dragged.  Finally Dylan spoke.

   "Have you thought of just letting her do it?  Letting her get it out of
her system?"

   Alice snorted.  "Yes, I have.  And I have.  And it hasn't.  It just made
her want to do more."

   "More?" Dylan acted puzzled, although he wasn't.  He knew exactly what
Alice was talking about.  He fervently hoped Kat was better about keeping
her mouth shut about his activities with her than she had been about her
mother's.  Jeezus.

   "Dylan...  I don't know how to say this...  but she wants to lick me...
down there..."

   And she has, Dylan thought to himself, and she has.  But he didn't say
that out loud.

   "I don't know, Alice, I just don't know.  I wouldn't worry about it too
much.  Probably just a childhood thing, like I said." Plus, he thought to
himself, what's done is done.  What she's done, and what I've done. 
Jeezus.

   "I'm not that worried..." Alice said.  "I just don't want it to go
further.  And Kat's not very good at keeping her trap shut..."

   "Yes, I've noticed that.  She's just a kid, Alice." Oh, shit.

   "Yes, I know."



   --==+==-

   Alice's mind went back to a summer, a thousand years ago.  "Dylan.  Do
you remember that summer, out at the farm?  What were we thinking?  I was
no older than Kat...  You must have been what, thirteen, fourteen?"

   "Yeah, about.  I have no idea, Alice.  I think we were just kids, just
playing around."

   "We sure got our butts whipped for it."

   "Yes, that.  And it worked, we didn't do that shit no more."

   "It was innocent, Dylan.  We really didn't do anything wrong.  We were
just children."

   "Yes, I know."

   The companionable silence fell upon them, again.  She turned, and lay
her head back down in his lap.  He was intensely aware of the back of her
head pressing again his penis.  His hardening penis.  He took a breath
through his nostrils, and smelled her light scent, a tiny hint of perfume,
and some honest sweat.  She smelled good to him.  She smelled sexy.  How
long had it been since he'd smelled a woman, other than Kat?  A long
time... some sexy European gals he'd met...  the women in robes and burkas
hadn't done anything for him, when he's been overseas...  but some of those
European girls were fine...  he remembered a deserted beach in Israel, and
two Scottish college girls whom he had met at an archeological dig site. 
The sun had just gone down when he finally took one of them, the other girl
grinning and standing back a few feet, watching.  When he'd brought the
first girl to a screaming orgasm, the second one took her place, for a
repeat performance...  They had been so sexy, and he'd felt like the
greatest stud in the world.  They had disappeared into the night, never to
be seen again, and he had walked slowly back to his hotel room, knowing
that he'd just had one of the greatest experiences of his life.  Nothing
had ever topped that, until maybe the other night with Kat.  Nothing had
turned him on that much, until that night with Kat.  Jeezus.

   Alice's breathing had become very regular.  He figured she was asleep.
He placed his arm on her chest, his upper arm resting between her breasts,
his fingertips at the base of her neck.  He thought he would let her sleep
a while longer, before he got up.  She surprised him, taking his hand in
both of hers, and placing it over her left breast.

   "Dylan.  What has happened to us?  Have we just gotten old?"

   He laughed softly.  "Alice.  Yes, we've gotten older, but not old. 
We've got plenty of life still left in us."

   She exhaled.  He was aware of her breast, beneath his hand.  He almost
thought he could feel the hardness of her nipple.  He could.  He could feel
the hardness of her nipple.

   "Girl, girl..." He said.  He reflexively cupped his hand, cupping her
breast.  She lay motionless beneath him for several minutes.  Then, she
slowly rose, higher and higher, turning her head, until her face was even
with his.  Dead on, just turned ninety degrees.  He could feel her breath
in his face.  It smelled slightly of peppermint.

   "Dylan.  Thank you, thank you for everything.  Thank you for coming
back, and helping with Kat.  Thank you for helping me.  You are the best,
and I love you dearly."

   "Alice, Alice...  think nothing of it...  You guys are my family, all I
have left.  I love you both.  We are all we have, right?"

   Her lips were almost brushing his, she was so close.  He stared at her,
almost in a trance.  Other than Kat, he hadn't been this close to a girl in
two years.

   Alice stared into Dylan's eyes, sparkling in the dim light.  She hadn't
been this close to a man in two years.  Two years hell, maybe five. 
Jeezus.

   The moment transcended space and time.  They stared into each others
eyes, almost hypnotized.  The most natural thing in the world, at this
moment, would be for their lips to touch.  Their lips touched.

   The kiss wasn't that much of a kiss, but the second one was.  Alice felt
herself being swept away by a wave, a huge ocean wave.  What are we doing?
She thought.  She knew, though.  She knew.

   Dylan did not stop and think discreet thoughts at this point.  He did
not think, "I am kissing my sister." He just kissed, enjoying the moment,
savoring the sensations that flooded into his brain.  They finally pulled
apart.

   "Dylan...  I'm sorry..." Alice wasn't sorry, but she felt like he might
have expected her to say that.

   "Alice.  I'm not." Was what he said, causing her some puzzlement.  Did
that mean he had liked kissing her?  That it didn't bother him?  It
certainly didn't seem too...  he'd done it twice...  so far...

   Apparently it didn't.  He leaned down, into her face, and kissed her
again.  A long, wet open-mouth kiss.  A good kiss.  Alice wasn't that
experienced of a kisser, but she knew a good kiss when it happened to her.
She relaxed and let her brother kiss her.  She would worry about stuff
later.

   They pulled apart again, and sat for a few moments in silence.

   "Probably not a good idea." Said Alice finally, sighing and stretching.
She almost laughed at the ridiculousness of the whole situation.

   "Probably not." Said Dylan.  He bent down.  Their lips met again.



   --==+==-

   Five minutes later they were wrestling around on the couch like
teenagers.  Dylan yanked his shirt off, then yanked Alice's off.  He
fumbled with her bra fastener, finally just yanking it apart.  Little bits
of broken plastic flew everywhere.  He glued a hand to each breast, and
began to squeeze, pinching her nipples, and covering her mouth with his.

   Alice loved the smell of him.  Sweaty, intense.  Like a man, she
thought. She let him kiss her, and kissed back.  Tomorrow, she told
herself, maybe I'll regret this tomorrow.  But not tonight.

   "Darling.  Stop." He said, and she froze.

   "Alice.  Stop and think.  Do you really want to do this?" He said, his
voice low, feeling like he had to give her the chance to turn back.  He had
to let her back out if she wanted to.  It was the right thing to do.  He
wished he would have done it with Kat, gave her the same chance.  But a kid
probably didn't have the sense yet to judge.  Surely Alice had the sense to
judge.  He knew himself well enough to know that he probably wasn't going
to stop on his own.  But he would stop if she wanted to.

   Alice didn't need much time to make up her mind.  She said, plaintively.
"Darling...  yes, I want to...  we can't stop, not now..."

   Their lips met again in a crushing kiss.  Alice tasted her own blood in
her mouth.  She sat up, and then stood up, unsnapping her jeans, kicking
them down her legs.  They just slid down too slowly for her.  She literally
ripped her thong off, breaking the strap, feeling it whiplash out of her
asscrack, almost giving her a rope burn.  She was naked, now.  She stood
naked in front of her brother.  Her wonderful brother.  She was panting.

   Dylan had raised his rump off the couch, and slid his jeans and
underwear down.  His hard cock flopped free.  Alice could see it plainly,
in spite of the dim light.  It was huge, she thought, just like I remember.
She dropped to her knees in front of him, gazing at his dick like a hungry
dog watching a bone.  A big bone.  His pants were hung up around his
ankles. She would have to scoot back to allow him to get them off.  I will
do that later, she thought, reaching her greedy hands towards his cock.  I
can do that later.



   --==+==-

   Dylan awoke in the night.  Alice, nestled beneath his arm, made a noise
and lifted her head.  He heard another noise, and looked towards the door.
Kat stood there, her naked body outlined in the dim light from the hall. 
She didn't say anything, she just came and climbed in bed, nestling under
his other arm, against the other side of him.  He could feel her hot little
body against him, against his side.  His dick twitched a little, but he
didn't even worry about it.  He yawned.  Alice had gone back to sleep.  Kat
had gone to sleep.  So did he.



   --==+==-

   The next day, as Kat played with the kids next door, they tried to make
some sense out of what had happened.

   "Dylan...  why do you think we did that?" Alice finally asked, genuinely
puzzled.

   "Alice...  I don't know...  for my part, I haven't been with anybody in
a long time..." He said.

   "Me neither.  But there's got to be more to it than that.  Other people
go years sometimes...  without attacking their brother..." She giggled, and
then stopped, embarrassed.

   "True.  Probably some issues that are buried in our heads, from stuff
that happened long ago."

   "Yes, that's what I think, too.  Dylan...  what are we going to do about
it?"

   "I don't know that we have to do anything.  Alice.  We're both adults.
But if you have regrets, I'm sorry and I apologize.  I respect you, and
your wishes.  If not...  why stop now?" he shrugged.

   Alice surprised herself.  "I have no regrets.  It was beautiful.  Thank
you.  Thank you for sharing it with me, for giving that to me.  I love you,
Dylan."

   He laughed softly.  "No problem.  Thank you.  I love you too, Alice."



   --==+==-

   The next night was Sunday.  Alice needed to go home, to be ready for
work the next day.  She made excuses, and hung around, and finally it was
bedtime.  Kat yawned and tottered off, to her room.  Nothng seemed
different, to Kat, Alice thought.  It had been the most natural thing in
the world for Kat to wake up that morning, naked in bed with both her naked
parents.  Well, Dylan wasn't her parent, he was her uncle.  But still.  How
resilient kids were, how unflappable.  They just didn't know any better,
she thought.  Amazing.

   After Kat had gone to bed, they sat on the couch, watching TV.  Dylan
spoke, something inconsequential.  Alice looked at him and laughed. 
Fifteen minutes later, she laughed again as he pumped her ass hard from
behind, his cock deep in her cunt.  This is fun sex, she thought.  I have
never laughed during sex before.  It never felt this good before.  Maybe
it's that forbidden love thing.  This is one of those loves that dares not
speak its name, she thought.  It was certainly speaking loudly tonight. 
The sex that Alice had had before this seemed pale, almost black and white,
compared to this.  This was bigscreen, technicolor, hi-resolution 3-D sex.
This was the real thing.  This was, it seemed, for the first time in her
life, sex with her in mind as well as him.  She knew she was going to come
on this one, she knew it instinctively.  She would come, and come hard. 
She expected it, for the first time in her life.  This was fair and
democratic sex.  Sex that the founding fathers would be proud of.

   She loved his cock.  It was huge, she thought, bigger than any she'd
ever seen, except for Dean, Jessica's ex.  Stupid Dean.  He did have a big
dick, though.  Poor Jessica.  How lucky I am, Alice thought, I have a man
now, a real man, although I can't tell anyone about him since he's my
brother.  Anyway, poor Jessica, she needs a man, it's been years for her.
Poor girl.  Too bad she doesn't have a brother.

   Dylan put his finger against her asshole, and pressed slightly.  She
giggled as the tip of it pushed inside her.  The slapping noise of his
groin meeting her ass seemed loud in the quiet house.  She hoped Kat was
sleeping deeply.  If Alice would have looked over to the door, she would
have seen Kat, peeking around the doorjamb into the room, getting an
eyeful.

   Alice finally had the second most satisfying orgasm of her life.  The
first had been last night.  She was surprised to have a second one of such
intensity.  She really hadn't thought she'd ever have one again like the
one last night.  But she did.  Dylan seemed to be enjoying himself greatly,
also.  Of course he was.  He was a guy.

   Shit, thought Alice, I need to get on the pill.  Tomorrow.  We don't
need no little three-eyed monsters running around here.  She had no
intention of stopping or even slowing down the affair, unless Dylan changed
his mind about it.  And Dylan was a typical guy.  She knew that he would
just be glad to be getting it, no matter where it was coming from.  She
wondered how long it would go on.  Dylan hadn't dated in years, that she
knew of.  It's not like he was on the market or anything.  She wondered how
long she would be enough for him.  Maybe forever, she thought, if her luck
held out.  Surely, now, this proved she was starting to have some luck. 
It's about time.  She felt lucky tonight.  She had been lucky tonight, and
last night.

   Alice never went back home.  After a few trips to her house to get their
stuff, her and Kat simply moved in with Dylan.  She didn't even tell her
landlord, she just walked away.  What could be more natural, she thought,
than a brother and sister living together, helping to raise a child?  Who
would suspect anything?  Who would care, anyway?  It was difficult, at
times, for them to keep their hands off each other in front of Kat, but
they did pretty well, at first, at least.  Of course Kat noticed.  She told
James all about it.  She watched, more than just that one time, from the
darkness of the hall as Dylan and Alice fucked, and now Kat thought she
knew all about fucking.  Kat was happy, now that her mom was happy.  She
let go of her little titty-sucking and clit-licking routine without even
hardly noticing.  She still got to spend the night with Aunt Jessica every
now and then, and she sucked on Jessica's pretty titties and pussy.  That
was enough.  Uncle Dylan still played with her, at times...  though not so
much since Alice was home all the time, having quit her job.  Sometimes he
lazily rubbed her pussy as she stretched out on the couch...  sometimes he
bent down and took her little pussy in his mouth, when her mom was out.  It
all seemed natural to Kat, it all seemed to make sense.  She hardly ever
got to play around with James and Robert anymore, anyway Robert was hardly
ever there at least, since he had a girlfriend now.  But sometimes James
still got to play with her, to suck her little pussy and lick her little
asshole, and she loved James dearly.  Almost as much as she loved Uncle
Dylan.  She was happy.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 14 : Jessica, Anthelea & Alice

   Jessica seemed to spend more time with Alice now that Dylan was back in
town.  Alice had seemed to come out of her shell since he got back, Jessica
wasn't sure why.  Dylan seemed good for her.  He was certainly good to her.
Jessica liked Dylan, but strangely wasn't attracted to him, she didn't
really go for the lumberjack types.  He was a nice guy, though.  She
respected him greatly because once, long ago, he had come to her and
sincerely offered to pound the shit out of Dean, because he had seen Dean
being an ass to her.  She still wished sometimes she'd said yes.  Fucking
Dean.  Why had she ever fallen for his stupid ass?

   One Friday night, Jessica cooked up a kind of girl's night out thing. 
She did it for Alice, she had plans of somehow getting Alice a man.  She'd
talked to almost every single guy at the office, and even a few of the
married ones, but not come up with any suitable prospects.  She was still
working on that plan, though.  Maybe Dylan had some guy friends Alice might
like?  Jessica loved a challenge.  She was pleased with her match of
Anthelea and Robert, it was working out well, in spite of the age gap. 
Robert was very mature for his age, and Anthelea, while sophisticated, was
still a few years behind.  They meshed well.  Jessica knew that Robert was
living with her now, and he sure wasn't spending any time at their house
like he used to.  Wistfully she remembered her Friday nights with him. 
James was fun, and more than satisfying, but she had fun with Robert, too.
She missed him, she realized.

   Anyway.  Anthelea.  She would go well in this girl's night out.  She
probably needed a break.  And poor Alice could use all the break she could
get.  Jessica got on the phone and straightened things out with the both of
them.  James and Robert would watch Kat, while Jessica, Anthelea and Alice
went out.  Or Kat could just stay home with Dylan.  Whatever worked out. 
Good.

   That Friday night, Jessica kissed James goodbye, and swung by Anthelea's
place to pick her up.  They ended up making a trip back to the house to
drop off Robert, and then went and got Alice.  Jessica noticed the most
peculiar thing at Dylan's place.  She saw the dim shapes of Alice and Dylan
in the living room, after she pulled up and honked.  Right before Alice
came out, she saw them kiss.  Not just a brother-sister kiss, a long
leaned-back Gone-With-the-Wind type of kiss.  She actually got a little
impatient for it to end, before she realized what was happening.  A brother
and sister?  Was that really Dylan she saw?  Who else would be in his
house? A little light in her brain went on, and she carefully filed the
information away, to pull out later for thought and introspection.

   She made introductions between Anthelea and Alice.  They went to Red
Shrimp to eat, and as they waited for the meal to arrive they made the
usual small talk.  Somehow, as small talk often does, it turned into big
talk.

   Alice told Jessica that she was no longer working, and that she now
stayed home for Kat's sake.  Jessica knew that Kat and Alice lived with
Dylan, of course, that was where she'd picked them up.  That's where she
saw the kiss.  But...  interesting...  she knew Dylan had a great job... 
how nice of him, to allow Alice to do that.  They were almost a family. 
Hell, they were a family.  Whatever.

   Anyway, Jessica told Alice that she was going to find her a man.  Alice
laughed, and looked positively uncomfortable.  Jessica remembered the kiss,
and a few more things clicked.  She wondered if Alice already had a man. 
She shut up.  She talked to Anthelea about her "boyfriend", not daring to
say "Robert" out loud, since she didn't remember if Alice knew that Robert
was her son's friend or not.  It was hard to live a double life, she
thought, hard to hide what she and James did...  and Robert and Anthelea...
and she sure didn't want anything to come up about what she and Kat did...

   Finally, though, after a few glasses of wine, Jessica found herself
relating to Alice the story of her, Anthelea and their "boyfriends" were on
top of the spire, and the guard coming out and all that.  She didn't just
come out and say they were fucking, but she didn't leave much to Alice's
imagination.  Oh, Jessica has a boyfriend now, Alice thought.  How
interesting.  I wonder if it's anyone I know...

   Alice laughed though, embarrassed for Jessica, surprised that the other
two girls could sit there and relate something so intimate.  Anthelea, at
least, and had the grace to look embarrassed.

   "I don't think I could ever do something like that." Alice said.  "If
Dylan ever wanted to make..." She stopped, a quick look of horror crossing
her face.  She had yet to learn how to do that double life thing.

   Jessica eyed her speculatively.  Anthelea hadn't caught on, since she
didn't know who Dylan was or Alice's relationship with him.

   Well, well, thought Jessica.  How interesting.  It was very obvious now.
Well, she won't be needing my matchmaking services, I guess.  Alice had her
head down, and was working through her salad.

   When Anthelea slipped up, it wasn't as obvious.  She was talking, and
without realizing it said something to the effect that after they went to
bed last night Robert had told her something, and did James...  her voice
dwindled down to silence, and she looked at Jessica, her face turning red.
Alice racked her mind to remember who Robert was...  was he that boy that
watched Kat with James?  That boy that had walked Kat home those times? 
Was this girl seeing him?  She must be double his age.  How peculiar.

   Silence settled over the group.  Jessica sighed.  She was good enough
that she knew she wouldn't screw up, but she just had this overpowering
urge to tell everything.  Alice was her cousin, Alice would understand...
Alice had lived a hard life, she knew more than anybody the compromises
that people had to make.  Jessica wasn't sure if anything about her and
James was compromise...  and she wasn't sure if Alice could handle the
truth about her and James yet, but surely she could about Anthelea and
Robert.  She looked at Anthelea, and raised an eyebrow.  Anthelea raised
hers back.  Jessica laughed, and leaned to Ann's ear.

   "Can I tell her...  about you and Robert?" She whispered.  Anthelea
laughed around a mouthful of salad.

   "I don't care."

   "Alice.  Anthelea is seeing Robert, James's friend.  You remember
Robert? They are dating, now.  I got them together."

   Alice nodded, her suspicions confirmed.  How interesting.  The girl was
beautiful.  Any boy would be proud, especially a fifteen year old one. 
Maybe she wasn't as old as Alice had first thought.  Or maybe she was, who
cared?  Well, well.  Robert was getting him some now.

   "Dating.  Huh!" Anthelea said.  "He lives with me.  He told his father
to stick it, and I let him move in with me."

   Jessica had known that, but she hadn't said.  If Anthelea wanted to
share, that was her business.

   They chattered some more, girl talk.  Finally Alice looked up.  Her mind
had made itself up, without any involvement from her, it seemed.

   "Jessica.  I really must tell you something." She looked around, making
sure people at other tables weren't listening.  She had no idea why the
urge to tell was so strong.  Guilt?  She didn't feel guilty.  Stop, stop,
she told herself.  Don't tell.  But she trusted Jessica.  Jessica would
understand.  Jessica was the hippest, free-thinkingest most modern lady
that Alice knew.  She probably wouldn't even be shocked.

   "Jessica." Both the girls were leaning into her by now.  Jessica seemed
to be hanging off her every word.

   "Yes, Alice...  what is it?" Jessica finally said.

   "It was an accident...  but it happened, like that time all those years
ago...  remember that time Dylan and I got in trouble?  I'm...  we're..."
She couldn't say it.  She just couldn't say it.

   "Alice, dear..." Jessica finally said, her voice low.  "Are you fucking
him?"

   Alice's face turned bright red.  "Yes." Was all she could say.

   "Well, darling." Jessica's face broke out in a smile.  "Congratulations.
He's quite a catch.  I hope your happy, honestly, I do.  How nice for Kat!"

   Alice managed a weak smile.  Anthelea looked puzzled.  Jessica turned to
her.

   "Dylan is Alice's brother."

   "I see." Anthelea said, simply, and continued to eat.

   "It's working out well..." Alice said softly.  "I'm not sure if Kat has
noticed or not...  that's my only worry..."

   "Alice." Jessica spoke.  "Kids are very resilient.  You'd be amazed at
what they can get used to.  And so what?  There's nothing bad about this,
nothing evil.  You're both responsible adults.  It will seem like the most
natural thing in the world for her.  It will be good for her, in the end."

   "That's what I keep telling myself." Alice said.  They munched a while
longer, in companionable silence.

   "I've got an admission of similar magnitude." Jessica said, surprising
even herself.  "I have been..." Her volume dropped and she mouthed the
word, "fucking..." and then returned to normal.  "James for three months
now."

   Weirdly, Alice wasn't even surprised.  It seemed like the most natural
thing in the world to her.  She nodded, and took another bite of salad. 
She knew that James was not Jessica's natural son.  And he was an extremely
mature, grown-up young man.  She could see the attraction, she'd even felt
it herself a little bit.  She remembered Dean's huge dick, and wondered if
James had inherited that.  He was Dean's boy, after all.

   "Well, well." Said Jessica.  "What an interesting evening this has
turned out to be."



   --==+==-

   On the way back to Jessica's house, Alice sat in the front seat with
Jessica.  For some reason, she seized Jessica's hand, and clasped it
tightly in her own.  She felt a new kinship with Jessica, a bond, somehow.
They were linked, now, by something bigger than both of them.  They each
had a fantastic, fabulous secret.  And now they shared each other's
secrets. Anthelea sat in the back seat, alone, and hummed softly to
herself.

   Back at Jessica's house, they sat around the kitchen at talked of small
stuff.  Jessica idly wondered where the boys and Kat were.  It was still
quite early in the evening.  The door to James's room was open, and the
house had been dark and quiet when they arrived.  They moved to the living
room.

   Jessica told them about her college room-mate, the lesbian.  They all
laughed.  They laughed again when she said she wished she'd taken the girl
up on her offer.

   "Jessica." Anthelea said.  "All you've done for me?  You've given me a
life, my whole life.  If you ever want to make it with a girl, and it
doesn't matter who, just give me a call."

   Jessica didn't tell them she'd already made it with a girl, a nine year
old one.  She nodded, regarding Anthelea seriously.  Oh, she thought, I
would do that.  Truly I would.  Anthelea was beautiful, young, and Jessica
was sure she was very clean.  Spotlessly clean.  She knew the girl.  In
fact, she might be too clean.  Jessica liked a little taste in her sexual
partners.  Sweat, if nothing else.  And lots of that wonderful pussy taste.

   Alice surprised them, and herself.  "I'd do it, too."

   Jessica shook her head.  What an evening.  And she was horny, now.

   "Anthelea," Jessica said.  "Would it affect our relationship in any way?
I wouldn't want to do anything that risked losing your friendship." She
knew it wouldn't, but she thought she should bring it up, at least.  She
thought, in fact, this would do nothing but bring them closer together.

   "How could it?" Anthelea regarded her sincerely.  "Jessica.  We've
already...  fucked...  our boys together.  What would change if we... 
fucked...  each other?"

   "True." Jessica said.  "Well, the boys are gone, tonight.  Do you girls
wanna do it?"



   --==+==-

   Alice cracked in the end, and called Dylan.  Jessica and Anthelea heard
his laughter over the phone.  Alice hung up, almost embarrassed.

   "He thought it was hot.  He said he didn't care." Was all she would say.
Anthelea called Robert's cell phone, and asked him please, would it be okay
if she fucked around with Jessica and Alice?

   "He thought it was hot, too."

   Jessica didn't bother to call James.  She knew what he would think.  He
would think it was hot.  He would have to hear all about it later.

   "Ladies, let's go upstairs."



   --==+==-

   They did a little bathroom stuff, all sharing Jessica's toothbrush,
because of the garlic earlier than evening.  Jessica yanked the comforter
off the bed, and tucked in the sheet all around.  She turned on some music,
and regarded the other two girls.

   "Okay, nothing is off limits, nothing is too girly tonight.  Screw the
boys.  We don't need no steenkin' deecks, tonight."

   Jessica stripped, realizing that she would probably be setting the pace
the whole evening.  Anthelea finally joined in, and then Alice.  Jessica
was surprised that Anthelea was joining in this, and almost seemed eager.
Ann was still new to this, to sex and really to the world.  She was amazed
that the girl was so bold.  Well, and Alice.  She was surprised Alice would
do this, too.  Shy, head-down, introverted Alice.  Dylan was doing her
good. His involvement in Alice's life had seemed to draw her right out into
the open.  Good.  In fact, as cool and sexy and hip as Jessica was, she was
a little surprised that she would even do it.  But, she felt inquisitive
and experimentative tonight.  And James, she almost wanted to do it for
James.  She realized he was going to love hearing about whatever happened
tonight, even if it was just some tame pussy-licking.  He would be turned
on.

   "Jessica." Alice said, as she pulled her panties down.  "You are so hot
and so hip, I can't believe you've never tasted pussy before."

   "Well...  actually I have...  a few times...  You?"

   Alice colored slightly.  "Yes...  a few times..." She wondered if
Jessica realized she was talking about her nine year old daughter.  Jessica
wondered if Alice realized she was talking about her nine year old niece.
They were both very careful what they said for a few moments.

   "I've tasted mine!" Said Anthelea.

   "You what?" Said Jessica.

   "When I was in tumbling, in gymnastics.  I used to could reach it.  It
was hard, but I could reach it.  I knew several girls who could back then.
Some of us used to sit around in the locker room and lick it, together."

   "Shit." Said Jessica.  "You mean you have tasted your own pussy?  From
the source, not just on your finger?  Shee-it, girl."

   "I would die to be able to do that." Said Alice, sitting on the bed.

   "Shit, me too." Said Jessica.  She could imagine the look on James's
face if he could watch her lick her own pussy.  His balls would explode.

   "Anybody can do it." Said Anthelea.  "You just have to have really low
body fat, and stretch, stretch, stretch."

   "Think you still could?"

   "No way.  Absolutely not.  I wouldn't even dare try.  I'd break my
back."

   "Could you lick your..." Alice gulped.  "Clit?"

   "Yes.  That was the whole point of it."

   They were all lost for a moment in their private reveries.  Finally
Jessica crawled up on the bed.  Alice watched her enviously.  Jessica was
so voluptuous, so good looking, so...  hot.  And this other girl was
incredible.  Large full breasts, huge nipples...  a smooth hairless
pussy... Alice felt self-conscious of her hairy pussy.  The other two girls
were smooth, smooth.  Everybody in the world was smooth, except for poor
old dumb Alice.  Sometimes Alice still had self-image issues.

   Jessica held her hands out to her.  "Come here, darling." Alice sucked
it up, and went.



   --==+==-

   The next few hours passed mostly in silence.  Except for occasional
moans and groans, and soft little squishy noises that mouths make when they
lick on stuff, and things like that.  Alice came first, under Jessica's
tongue, and then surprisingly, Anthelea got Jessica off.  She even
surprised herself.  I may have found a new hobby here, Ann thought, this is
very fun.  These girls taste good.

   Jessica upended Anthelea, and put her tongue right in the girl's
asshole. Anthelea squirmed in delight, wiggling, fingering herself.  Alice
sat that one out, already a bit tired.  Finally Jessica moved to Alice's
tits, drawing her out, making her feel loved and appreciated.  Alice did
have cool tits, Jessica thought, they weren't saggy and they started high
on her chest, going down into soft round boobs.  Her nipples were thick and
puffy.  No wonder Kat liked sucking them, Jessica thought, sucking one into
her mouth, they're fabulous.  She lay on the bed with Alice facing
downwards, and they sucked on each others nipples.  Anthelea wandered about
a while, almost looking lost, and then finally slowly lowered herself back
down onto Jessica's pussy.  That girl is a natural, Jessica realized.  Ann
was a good pussy eater.  Jessica spasmed and came a little bit, knowing
there was more to come.

   Alice finally summoned up her nerve, spread Jessica's ass cheeks apart,
and licked her asshole.  It wasn't bad at all.  Tasty.  Anthelea did the
same for Alice, surprising herself again.  It was a night of surprises for
her.  Assholes are cool, Anthelea thought.  I always thought they were
dirty, but they are cool.  She wondered what Robert's ass might taste like.
Probably a lot like this girl's.  She wondered if it would bother him if
she ate out his ass.  Surely not.  She figured anything she brought home
from this night would just turn him on, mostly.  Guys.  Go figure.

   Alice got to come again, and again and again.  Dylan had re-vitalized
her sex life, actually brought it up from nothing, well, except for Kat,
and now this.  She had so much fun she thought she was going to explode. 
She lost track of how many times she came.  For most of her life she'd had
no idea that she could come more than once a night, anyway, and then Dylan,
and now this.  Jeezus.

   Jessica knew she had hit the nail on the head with this party.  She felt
like it would do nothing but draw the three of them closer together.  She
finger-fucked the two other girls, and then finger-fucked both their
assholes while her fingers were wet.  Anthelea loved that.  Once again she
thought, goodness, and I thought that was just good for pooping.  Goodness.

   Jessica was amazed to look at the clock and see that it was past
midnight.  Goddam, she thought, we've been doing this for over three hours.
Where the hell is James, anyway?  She dragged herself off the bed, and
opened the door.  His door was shut but the light was on.  She barged in.
James and Robert sat at his computer, actually playing a game this time.

   "You weirdos!" She said.  "Sex is being had, and you're playing games?
Get in here!"

   The boys entered her bedroom somewhat bashfully.

   "Hello, Aunt Alice." James said politely.  Anthelea and Alice lay on the
bed, stretched out, exhausted.  Jessica thought about offering Alice a turn
with James, and then decided to let Alice make up her own mind.  She might
feel like she was cheating on Dylan to do it with another guy.  She
obviously hadn't felt that way with the girls, at least.

   "James, dear," Jessica said.  "Would you please fuck me from behind
while I eat Alice's pussy?"

   She could see Robert removing his pants and shirt, and then lean over
the bed to kiss Anthelea.  James came up behind Jessica, his cock already
out and hard.  She felt him fit inside her, like a hand in a glove, a
comfortable and familiar feeling, one that still thrilled her after all
this time.  He began to pump.  She lowered her face down into Alice's
crotch and began to lick.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 15 : James & Missy

   Now James did have a problem.  His long-distance relationship with
Marissa seemed to improved somewhat, they talked every day now, and she
seemed eager at times to share her life with him.  She had even stopped
constantly asking about his mom.  He texted her all day, during the day. 
He looked forward to meeting her next summer.  His mom had more or less
promised they would return to the camp next summer, to his delight.

   Anyway, the problem was Missy.  She seemed to be liking James more and
more also.  And he liked her more and more, if that was possible.  The
possibility seemed to loom ever larger that he might have a chance to be
her boyfriend.  He didn't know how he could pass that opportunity up, if it
presented itself.  And I've seen her naked, he thought to himself, I have
to.  Well, so what, he'd seen Marissa naked hundreds of times.  But Missy.
Damn.

   She waited at her locker for him, every day.  She invited him to walk to
her classes with her.  The one class that they had together, she changed
seats with a girl so that she could sit next to him.  She didn't say why
she did it, but.  Why else?  One day she passed him a silly note about just
everyday stuff, but she drew hearts all over it, and wrote "Love" at the
bottom.  He treasured it.

   He kind of wished Marissa would have just backed away slowly, and he
would have stopped hearing from her.  I mean, she was a thousand miles
away, he could do whatever he wanted, except for that one week a year when
they got to see each other.  And, no way in hell Missy would be there, at
Happy Valley.

   James slowly got comfortable with that.  What Marissa didn't know
wouldn't hurt her.  The only risk he ran was Missy getting hold of his
phone and seeing Marissa's texts.  Some of Marissa's text were quite frank
and sexual in nature.  Some were just plain dirty.  Sometimes he wondered
if Virginia was on the other end.  Or Tina.  Damn.

   Anyway, he just let things move along at their own speed, and hoped for
the best.



   --==+==-

   One day, he was walking home, and he heard a familiar female voice
behind him.  He turned, and sure enough, it was Missy.  He knew that a
girlfriend usually took her home.

   "James.  I didn't know you lived in this direction." She said.  He
thought, I bet you didn't, but he smiled.  He was glad to see her.  They
crossed the street, and walked through a field.  He was unconsciously
taking a shortcut that he usually took.  She didn't seem to notice or mind.
They walked down a path into a field of sunflowers higher than their head,
and she giggled along with him.  He tried to pick a sunflower to give to
her, but there was sticky sap all over it.  They arrived at an old corral
where a small rodeo had been held, years ago.  They stopped and sat in the
stands and talked about school and life and such.  He felt like he was
really getting a feel for her personality.  She did giggle a lot.  He liked
that.

   "James.  The girls in gym class talk about you quite a bit."

   "Me?" He almost squeaked.

   "Yes.  You are the subject of certain...  curiosities."

   "Uhm." He didn't know if this was good or bad.  "What kind of
curiosities?"

   "Uhm.  Size related curiosities."

   So it was about his dick.  Word had gotten out.  Cool.  Now maybe things
would start happening...  although...  he thought of his mom, of his
ever-improving relationship with her.  He just didn't know if he needed
more complications, more things to steal his time.  It was already
exhausting, at times, just keeping up with Marissa's texts.  Jeezus.  As if
he'd called it up, his phone dinged again.  That was was probably her.

   "Aren't you going to look at your phone?" Missy said.  James shook his
head.  "No, I'm sure it's nothing."

   Back to the subject at hand.  He knew exactly what Missy meant, but he
wanted to hear her say it.

   "What do you mean, Missy?"

   "James!" She tee-hee-hee'd.  "You have to know what I mean.  I mean, it
is true, isn't it?"

   "Is what true?"

   "Tee-hee-hee...  don't make me say it."

   "Okay." He didn't say anything else.  He knew he could just wait her
out, sure enough, after a minute, she cracked.

   "James.  Word around school...  is that you are very well...  endowed."

   Hah.  Gotcha.

   "Missy...  don't believe everything you hear." Good grief, why did he
say that.  This is something that's true, and something he wanted her to
believe.

   "Anyway, maybe I am, and maybe I'm not.  People will just have to look
and judge for themselves, I guess."

   She was silent for a while.  He waited patiently.

   "Well, how can people look.  That's kind of private, isn't it?"

   "Exactly." He said.  "And, I don't want people liking me for just that."

   "Yes, I can understand that." She seemed reasonable, suddenly.  Then...
"James!" She grabbed his arm.  "Let me see it!  Please!"

   He started laughing.  She was just too much.



   --==+==-

   They went behind a little plywood building, after looking all around to
see if anyone was near.  Inside, they carefully stepped across the broken
floor, avoiding holes and nails.  It smelled like somebody had taken a crap
in there.  Somebody probably had, James thought.  It did not smell good at
all.  Missy wrinkled up her pretty little nose, and stared imploringly at
him.

   James sighed, and slowly unzipped his pants.  He stopped.

   "Missy.  If I show you mine, you have to show me yours.  Deal?"

   She just stared at him.  Finally she lazily said, "Okay.  Deal." He
wondered if she really meant it.  She is not a nudist camp girl, he
thought. She may be a little uptight.  Then again, she did just ask a guy
to see his dick.

   James reached in his pants, and drew his hardening dick and balls out.
Missy stared him in the eyes.  Finally, slowly, she let her eyes drop.

   "Oh, my goodness." She said, and he laughed, thinking of Anthelea.

   They spent the next few minutes allowing Missy to examine his dick,
without touching it.  She asked him to raise it, lower it, from the side,
and so on, but she seemed to have no interest in touching it.  Finally he
said, "Missy.  You can touch it."

   She regarded him for a moment, and then put a hesitant hand out,
extended one finger, and carefully touched it.  She pulled her hand back.
That was it?  He was disappointed.

   "Have you seen enough?" He finally asked.  She looked at him and smiled
a little smile, almost managing to look wicked.

   "Oh, no, James, put it up if you must, but I haven't seen nearly
enough."

   He laughed.  Is all she wanted to do was look?  She almost acted like
she didn't know what to do next.

   "Missy.  Come on." He fought his hard dick back into his pants, running
it down his leg, trying to get comfortable.  "Let's get out of here.  It
stinks."

   She followed him and, and they walked down the path.  Her house was
quite a ways past his, and off to the side, but he thoughtfully walked her
home, and then went back to his house.  He wasn't sure if he had made a
great impression on her or not.  It seemed like it...  but why wouldn't she
touch him?  Anyway, word was sure to get out now, now that he'd showed it
to a girl.



   --==+==-

   The next day she followed him again.  He went right past the rodeo, and
she hung back...

   "Ja-ames..." She said.  He knew what she wanted to do.

   "Missy, come on.  Let's just go to my house.  My mom won't be home for
three hours."

   She followed him obediently, and he took her home.  They climbed the
stairs to his room.

   "James...  you got a nice house...  you live here with just your
mother?"

   "Yes."

   "Is she nice?  Is she nice to you?"

   "Oh yes, very." You don't know the half of it, he thought.

   "You are lucky." Missy said, almost wistfully.  What was that really
about?  James thought.

   He closed the door to his room.  He didn't worry much about locking it,
anymore.

   Missy sat on his bed.  He sat in his chair.

   "Well!" He said brightly.  "What do you want to do?"



   --==+==-

   An hour later he got about the tenth text from Marissa.  He pulled
himself up from his bed, leaving Missy laying on her side.  They had been
kissing, and he had been having good time.

   "Missy, would you excuse me, I need to reply to this."

   "Who is it, James?"

   He decided the simplest thing at this point was just to tell the truth.
If she couldn't handle it, it was better to know now.

   "Missy.  It's a girl that I met at camp last summer.  She thinks I'm her
boyfriend or something.  She texts me like fifty times a day."

   Missy giggled, not seeming to be to bothered by what he'd told her. 
Good, he thought.

   "James.  Where did you go?"

   "It was place called Happy Valley." He replied absently, texting
Marissa.

   "What kind of camp?  A sports camp?"

   "It was a," He caught himself just in time, then thought again, what the
hell.  If she can't handle it, better to know now.  "It was a nudist
resort."

   Missy sat for a few moments like she hadn't heard him correctly. 
Finally she said slowly, "A...  nudist...  resort?"

   He nodded.

   "James.  You are full of surprises." Her face had a far-away look on it.
"I have never met anyone who went...  to a nudist resort..."

   He laughed silently.  She seemed to be taking it well.

   "James.  You saw this girl there?  You saw her naked?"

   "Yes, of course."

   "Really.  How interesting.  Do you like her more than me?"

   "Missy, it's not about that, not yet.  Don't worry about her, I won't
see her until next summer, if then.  Let's just be friends first, okay?"

   "Okay." She seemed almost let down.  "Can we still kiss?"

   He laughed, and she finally joined him.  "Of course we can." He sat back
beside her, and gave her a kiss, just to show her.

   Twenty minutes later, he was almost to what he considered second base.
He had her shirt off, and he was worrying with her bra fastener, his hands
behind her as he kissed her.  She seemed comfortable with it until he got
it unfastened.  Then she demurely held her bra to her breasts and sat up.

   "James...  I'm not really...  that kind of girl."

   Oh, just the kind that asks to see a guy's cock, he thought to himself.
Patiently he waited for her to get ready.

   Hell.  He'd just asked her.

   "Missy." He said, laughing.  "What kind of girl are you?  You asked to
see my dick yesterday, remember?"

   She had the grace to look embarrassed.  "Well, James, that was
different. I was just checking up on a rumor."

   He laughed some more.  That was a pretty weak excuse.

   "Darling." He said.  "You don't have to do anything you don't want to. I
want to be your friend, Missy.  I wouldn't ever make you do something
against your wishes." Although, he thought to himself, although you did
tell me yesterday you'd show me yours.

   That seemed to satisfy her.  She looked mischievous.  "Come here, you."
She said.  He went there.

   They kissed for another fifteen minutes, her bra finally falling
completely off.  She didn't seem to notice.  His hand crept up and began to
caress her beautiful breast.  Jeezus, she was fine.  Her breast was all
nipple!  he thought, squeezing it, testing the hardness of it.  He hoped
she was turned on.  Her tits felt like she was.

   Missy realized her estimations of James were all wrong.  She'd just
thought he was some country bumpkin, until she heard the rumors about his
dick.  His admission of going to a nudist camp was even more incredible. 
Now he seemed like some sophisticated man-of-the-world to her.  She was
glad she'd been bold enough to pursue him, although she didn't really know
what to do with him now that she'd gotten him.  Missy was a fox.  Everybody
knew she was a fox.  She knew she was a fox.  But, her life wasn't really
all it appeared to be.  Her home life was not enjoyable at all.  As
attractive as she was, she'd never actually had a real boyfriend before. 
Deep inside, sometimes, she felt like she was a tiny little ugly elf,
running a large beautiful machine.  She knew guys liked her.  Heck, some
girls had even liked her.  The intensity of guys frightened her, at times.
That was part of James's appeal to her.  James seemed thoughtful, gentle...
mellow or something...  she honestly liked James, for more than just his
big dick.  In fact, Missy didn't know why she was attracted to his dick. 
She'd had little experience with dicks before...  except for...  she didn't
go there.  Anyway, James just seemed like an all-around nice guy.  An
all-around nice guy, with a big dick.

   She realized with a start that James was caressing her naked breast. 
She started to sit up, and say something, but it felt good.  He squeezed
and rubbed.  This must be normal stuff for him.  He'd probably squeezed all
over that other girl.  I mean, they'd seen each other naked.  Surely they
had sex, too.

   "James." She said primly.  "That other girl.  Did you have sex with
her?"

   He sighed.  "Yes, Missy, I'm not going to lie to you.  I did."

   She was impressed, in spite of herself.  "It must be just sex, sex sex
at the nudist camp.  I mean, all those people walking around, naked.  Did
people just...  do it...  where you could see them?"

   "Missy.  It's not like that at all.  People are very...  relaxed, or
something, true...  but they act just like people.  They are just people.
Just people without clothes." Although, truth be told, it kind of was just
sex, sex sex for James at Happy Valley.  But he knew that wasn't why most
people went there.

   "You are so lucky, James.  Your mom must be really hip.  James.  Did you
see your mom naked?"

   "Of course...  I mean, it was a nudist camp..." He didn't want to go any
further than that with Missy.  She seemed to be taking all this pretty
well, but he was not going to casually mention to her, yes, Missy, also,
I'm fucking my mother.

   "Jeezus, I cannot imagine...  I cannot even imagine..." She seemed very
distant for a moment.  He gave her boob a tentative squeeze.  She didn't
even seem to notice.

   "James." Missy turned slightly and regarded him with huge brown eyes. 
"James...  I'm still a...  a virgin..."

   He was silent for a moment, not sure what response she wished to provoke
with that admission.  Finally he took his hands off her wonderful boobs,
and hugged her.

   "Missy.  So what.  There's nothing wrong with that.  It just means
you're waiting for the right person to come along."

   Tears welled up in her eyes.  "I know, James.  I know.  Thank you. 
Thank you for being so sweet."

   They hugged for the longest time.  Her warm, topless body felt good in
his arms.  She was a wonderful girl, but now he realized that the image of
her that the world saw was very different from the real her.  She had
seemed like a scared little girl for a few moments, instead of a foxy,
self-secure teenage girl.  He realized that as much as the love, as much as
the lust he felt for her, he felt sorry for her, also.  He wasn't really
sure why, but he felt sorry for her.

   James looked at the clock.  His mother would be home in twenty minutes.

   "Missy.  Darling.  Please stay for dinner.  My mom would love to have
you, I'm sure.  Please?"



   --==+==-

   James realized that Jessica, without any intention of it, was very
intimidating to Missy.  Just like she had been to Marissa.  Damn.  He
wanted his women to get along.  He was proud of Missy, proud to show her to
his mom.  He knew his mom wouldn't feel threatened by her.  He knew his mom
would like her.  Hell, after what he had seen the other night, his mom
would probably want to make it with her, like he did.  Maybe...  his mental
eyes lit up, thinking of the three of them.  If he could ever somehow break
the news to Missy about him and his mom.  Probably not.

   Anyway, dinner went fine, James and Missy went and got a pizza that his
mom called in, and they sat and talked and ate.  Missy finally became
herself and warmed up to his mom a bit, to his pleasure.

   "Well, James..." She finally said.  "It's been fun, really, but I think
I need to go home."

   James took her home in the car, and they sat in her driveway for a while
and talked.  She seemed comfortable with him.  They seemed like old friends
now.  He kissed her gently, and she got out.  He waved and carefully drove
away.  This was going nicely, he thought.



   --==+==-

   "James, your girlfriend is very beautiful." His mother said.  "She's
very sweet."

   "Yes, mom.  She's not my girlfriend, she's just a friend.  She's got a
lot of issues or something, I think.  I dunno if she'll ever be my
girlfriend."

   "Well, she's very sweet, like I said.  James.  Be aware that she might
not be on the pill."

   "Mom.  Nothing like that has happened.  I'm not sure if it ever will."

   "Well, like I said, just be aware.  Be careful."

   "Yes, I will."

   He walked up behind her as she sat on a bar stool.  He reached beneath
her arms, and cupped his hands protectively around her breasts.  She felt
his hot breath in her ear.

   "Mom.  You are my girlfriend.  You are my life.  I love you."

   She laughed, and put her hands over his.  "You are my life, too, James.
I love you."



   --==+==-

   That night they lay in bed, in each other's arms.  James was silent,
thoughtful, introspective.  Jessica gave him space, and snuggled deeper in
his grasp, hugging him to her body.  How long can I hold onto him like
this? she thought.  How long do I dare?  Jessica was not a jealous person.
She knew she could easily share him.  She knew if she had to, she could
even give him up, although that would hurt her more than she had ever been
hurt in her life.  Shit.  It had been a relief when Dean had walked away.
Even though he left her stuck raising his kid.  Life was a breath of fresh
air, when Dean left.

   How many more nights would she get to lay here, in James's arms, she
wondered?  How long was she going to be enough for him?  She confronted her
future, and tried to be objective.  She knew she wouldn't have James
forever.  She shouldn't, even.  He was young, half her age.  He had his own
life to live.  She had already taken more from him that she ever deserved,
more than she should have.  She knew she had a powerful hold over James,
just from the sex angle.  And he did truly seem to love her, deeply.  Of
course he did.  Any young boy would.  Jessica knew she was sexy and
attractive.  Most young boys would probably be fucking their mothers, if
they all looked and more importantly acted like me, Jessica realized. 
Boys? Hell, boys fucked goats sometimes.  Surely any half-way decent
looking mom was incredibly desirable, compared to a goat.

   She dug deeper, surprising herself.  What was her attraction to James?
Why had it happened, this way?  Even though he wasn't her natural son,
mothers and sons usually did not do the kind of things that she and James
were doing.  Was it just Dean's memories, Dean's ghost, pulling her
strings? Was her overpowering attraction to James because of unresolved
Dean issues?  Shit.  She hoped it was more than just that.  She hoped it
was for more than just his big cock...  although, that had seemed to start
the ball rolling...  she knew she deeply loved James, and he her...  but
parents and children all over the world deeply loved each other, and did
not have sex.

   She hesitantly confronted another ghost from her past, wondering if it
had been the start of this, of her sexual relationship with James.  She had
gone through a period of intense...  something she just thought of as
"loss", when Dean had left.  She had hated Dean by then, for the things he
had done to her.  She was relieved and overjoyed when he left, but she felt
the loss, also.  She had hoped for great things for her and Dean for so
long, long after it became apparent he had no interest in great things. 
Just getting his pole polished.  His big long pole.  Anyway, there was a
time...  a year or two after he left, when James was maybe four...  she had
done it the first time on impulse, and after that just because it was fun.
She had laid him down in his little bed at bedtime, and taken his small
penis in her mouth, and sucked on him.  He seemed to enjoy it as much as
she did.  That went on for maybe a year, and she had truly enjoyed it,
enjoyed the feeling of his small cock in her mouth.  Sometimes she had even
masturbated as she did it, and sometimes not.  She had finally stopped out
of guilt, and fear that he would be old enough to remember.  He didn't seem
to, surely, by now, he would have said something about it if he did.  She
didn't have the nerve to bring it up, not now, in spite of how open they
seemed to be about everything.  She knew, because of that, that she had
some issues about it, still laying in her mind, dusty and covered with
cobwebs, but unresolved.

   How peculiar, she thought, that back then James's little cock didn't
give any hint of the giant it was going to grow up to be.  Of course, she
didn't have access to other young boys to compare it too, but it just
seemed normal sized back then.  Even when he got cute little baby boners.
She remembered one morning he came to her with a cute little piss boner,
his little cock standing out a good two inches, and he said, "Mama, it
hurts, it hurts..." She had taken it right then and there in her mouth,
finally realizing he needed to urinate, and then taking him again in her
mouth when he was done, sucking as it slowly went down.  She was amazed,
after all these years, to feel guilt over that.  Did I start it then?  Did
I dictate his future when I took his little four year old cock in my mouth?

   "Mom." James spoke, his voice somber and serious.  Oh god, thought
Jessica.  Is this it?  Will I wonder this ever time he speaks my name?  Is
he going to end it, here and now?  Is tonight my last night?

   "Yes, dear."

   "I saw Robert at school today.  He said to tell you that Anthelea wants
us all to go out, Friday night.  Back to the city, like we did that time."

   Jessica breathed a mental sigh of relief.  She was being silly.

   "Sure, yes.  That sounds like fun.  They have just filled the river back
up, maybe we can take a boat ride or something."

   "Yeah."

   She rolled over, facing him, his arm beneath her.  She wanted him so
bad, but more than that, she wanted to hold onto him.  Forever, she
thought, with a catch in her throat.  He was her life.  She said that so
often, but oh, how she felt it now.  How could she live without him?  How
could she go on?  How could she even want to go on?

   James felt his mother trembling in his arms, and knew that she was in
the grip of something powerful.  He felt a wave of love, of tenderness for
her break over him.  He loved her so much.  She was his life.  How did it
come to this, he thought.  This thing between us...  how many parents and
children feel it, but don't act on it...  how many do?  What I have with
her would be rare and magical, even if we weren't mother and child.  The
strength of what we have is, I'm sure, rare in this world.  I would way
more than just simply die for her, and she me.  I know it, I feel it.  He
felt like he could almost read her mind, at times, that he was communing
with her on a higher plane of consciousness than most people ever reached.
Their silences, even, spoke volumes to each other sometimes, as the old
saying went.  Our minds, James and Jessica both thought, at about the same
time, our minds, our souls are fucking.  Somewhere, in another dimension,
on a spiritual plane of existence that we don't get a glimpse of while
alive, if ever, our souls are fucking.

   Slowly she raised her head up, and their lips touched.  The kiss, gentle
at first, became pressing, insistent...  then bruising and crushing... 
they tasted each other's blood, in their mouths...  she crawled on top of
James's nude body, higher and higher, until she felt his hard penis,
jutting high from his body, nestling into the space between her thighs. 
She sat, hard, feeling his dry cock penetrate her wetness, plunging to the
end of her vagina and into her cervix.  She loved the feel of his long cock
inside her.  She lived for this.  All her worries faded.  She knew he still
loved her.  He always would.  She pumped, hard, and felt the cap of his
dick rubbing the walls of her vagina.  She could plunge ten inches, from
top to bottom, without worrying about his cock falling out of her.  It was
exhausting to move that far, over and over, but oh it was so worth it.  She
felt sorry for the women whos men had normal sized or short dicks.  This
was worth a million bucks.  Oh god, oh god.  She could do this all night.
She had, before.

   James still felt her emotions, and saw them mirrored on her face.  He
felt for her, and wondered if she was having problems at work.  He knew
they didn't have any problems.  His mother was alright with Marissa.  She
was alright with Missy.  She knows I'm not going anywhere, not for some
silly old girl, he thought.  When I have this?  How could I give up this?
Surely she can't be worried about...  us...

   Jessica fucked James harshly for a long time.  He had a hard time
holding back because of the stimulation of her body on top of him, and the
feeling of her tight cunt sucking his cock in and out in long, long
strokes, as she slammed into him.  She finally slowed, and became gentle,
almost apologetic, it felt like.  He knew she liked it hard sometimes,
though, and he was glad to give it to her hard.  He would do anything to
make her happy.  I will do anything except give her up to make her happy,
he thought.  But he knew by now that she would never require that.  What's
going to happen when she's sixty and I'm...  let's see...  I'm forty three?
he wondered.  Will she still be as sexy to me?  Will we still fuck?  By
then, we might be just simply "making love" instead of fucking.  Or, if
worse comes to worse, we will be "having intercourse"?  He hoped it never
got that mundane.  He wanted to fuck forever, to feel this way forever,
this strength and intensity, the way he felt right now.  He felt like, in
fact, that he could still love her more, that he had room for even more. 
Where will it end, where will it all end, he thought.

   Jessica came, hard, and she screamed in pleasure and anguish at the same
time, tears filling her eyes.  She loved him so much.  She wept for the
future, the future that would somehow manage to steal him from her, if
nothing else, just from old age.  I never should have loved this hard, she
thought.  But I didn't know the risks.  She lay on top of him, genuinely
crying now, dripping tears onto his face and neck.  James felt fear for a
moment, fear for her, and fear of the unknown.  But, he was secure in his
love for her, and her love for him.  He hugged her close and murmured to
her, trying to comfort her.  She finally slowed and stopped, sniffling and
hiccuping, and he gently kissed her.

   "There, there, darling..." He said.

   "I'm sorry, James.  I didn't mean to frighten you."

   "You didn't.  Don't worry, darling.  Everything's okay."

   "I know it is.  It's just...  too much, sometimes.  I think I thought
too hard.  Something snapped.  I'm okay, now."

   He laughed softly.  He loved her, in that tiny pinpoint of a moment,
more than he had ever loved her yet.  This is our omega point, he thought.
It's totally exponential from here on out.  He gently kissed her, and
cupped his hands around her face.

   "Go to sleep, darling." He said.  "Go to sleep.  Everything will be
alright in the morning."



   --==+==-

   Damn.  Still no street party.  The four of them were disappointed,
although Anthelea had missed the street party, so she didn't know what she
had missed.  They wandered down to the riverside, had some ice cream, and
paid a ridiculous price for a motorized boat ride.  Jessica sat in the seat
beside James, her head on his chest, and James felt a burst of pride for
her, thinking how sexy she looked tonight.  She was wearing that little
skirt again, and god, was she ever sexy.  He did not understand the
mathematics of sexiness, but he knew it when he saw it.  And she had it. 
And she's mine, all mine, he thought, rubbing his mental hands together
like the villain in some bad black and white movie.

   Anthelea was pure foxy tonight, too, he thought.  She had sexy little
wire glasses on, instead of the big clunkers.  Her hair was down, cascading
over her bare shoulders.  She had on a tube top, kind of retro-looking, and
a white stretchy skirt thing.  Anthelea had surprised them all, even
Jessica, as she came further and further out of her shell.  Hell, he
thought, she doesn't even have a shell anymore.  It's gone.  Her and Robert
made quite a couple, they didn't look the slightest bit mismatched, they
looked like a young couple in love.  They were a young couple in love.

   James was secure in his love for his mom.  And in her love for him.  He
boldly met the questioning eyes of a dozen men, sending them mental
keep-away messages, and imagined he could see the disappointment in their
eyes.  Everybody wants her.  She's mine.  Keep away.  You don't have a
goddam chance, anyway.

   Jessica lazily raised her head and kissed him, a long, sloppy,
open-mouthed kiss.  He knew people were watching.  He knew people weren't
idiots.  An older woman, kissing a young boy like him...  what would they
think?  He thought it was funny.  He knew what the guys thought, at least.
The guys were jealous.

   The boat ride ended, and they got off.  A little ways further down was a
place to rent row boats, and his mother dragged them down there, and began
haggling with the guy that ran it.  She got them a boat for a crazy low
price, but the rental guy still had a smile on his face.

   "James.  You row." Said his mother.  They all climbed aboard the boat,
and after an endless lecture from the boat guy, he cast them off.  James
clumsily rowed them away from the dock, into the dark water.

   "Jessica, that poor man." Said Anthelea.  "He has a family to feed for
all we know."

   "Don't worry, I was giving him a beaver shot the whole time he was
talking." Said Jessica.  "We gave him more than just money."

   James laughed and shook his head.  He knew his mom wasn't wearing
panties, he had fingered her in the car and discovered that earlier.  He
figured she was planning ahead for something.

   James finally got the hang of rowing, and they moved out into the river
proper, from the canal.

   "James.  Stop under this bridge." Said Jessica.  He took them to the
middle of the bridge and shipped the oars, and the boat coasted to a stop
quickly.  It was dark on the river, in spite of the riverlights, and it was
really dark under the bridge.  Cars and trucks thundered over their heads.
Jessica stood carefully, trying not to rock the boat.

   "Okay, James." Jessica said.  "Please get your cock out.  I will sit in
your lap, and you may fuck me as you row."

   James and Robert snorted with laughter.  Anthelea shook her head.

   "Jessica, dear." Anthelea said.  "Your brain must work overtime thinking
this stuff up."

   "Necessity is the mother of invention, children." Jessica said.  James
shook his head also.  He gingerly unzipped his pants and pulled his
half-hard dick out.  Jessica carefully moved over to him, and slowly
lowered herself into his lap.

   "Are you hard, darling?" His mother asked.  He nodded, and gripped her
firm, bare bottom under her skirt, raising her up a little, carefully
sliding his now-hard dick into her pussy, a few inches at a time.  God she
felt good, he thought, turned on by the naughtiness of what they were
doing. Jessica re-arranged her skirt modestly.

   "Ann darling...  aren't you and Robert going to join the party?" Jessica
asked.  Anthelea looked around nervously.  She hesitantly reached beneath
her skirt and pulled her panties down, causing the boat to rock
dangerously. "Oh goodness." She said.  Finally she carefully stood, her
panties around her ankles, and Robert scooted to the center of the wooden
seat.  She cautiously sat on his lap, and slowly lowered herself, wiggling
around as he slowly forced himself into her body.

   Jessica and James were securely linked, now, locked together, and James
took the oars and gave them an experimental pull.  As his body moved
backward his dick slid a little further into his mother, and as he moved
forwards it slid out slightly.

   "Oh, yes." Said Jessica.  "That is very nice.  Take us on a little
voyage, captain."

   There wasn't much Anthelea and Robert could do but sit there, her in his
lap, facing Jessica and James.  Robert pumped his hips up and down as best
he could.  He wasn't sure if that was enough to get Anthelea off, but he
hoped it was.  His dick felt great in her, at least.  James knew that
Jessica was getting off, he could tell from her sighs and wiggling that she
was enjoying the sensations.  He pulled the oars a little harder, sending
them out from under the bridge, and across the water.  He heard voices and
looked up, to see people lining the bridge, looking down at them.  Jessica
waved, and a few people waved back.  James looked at Anthelea.  Her face
was bright red.  She seemed to be saying "Oh goodness oh goodness" Over and
over.  He laughed.

   They went the whole length of the river, to the locks, and turned around
there.  Shortly after they turned around, thankfully, James thought, in the
deserted end of the river, Jessica had her orgasm, and her yip echoed off
the concrete walls of the lock.  A few bored night workers watched them
depart, back to the busy end of the river, and James wondered if the guys
were close enough to tell what was going on.  He hoped they just looked
like two innocent couples out on the river, the girls sitting in their
laps. No, he didn't.  He hoped they looked like they were fucking.

   "James.  Stop." He stopped rowing, and the boat slowed to a stop. 
Jessica sat motionless on his lap for a few moments.

   "Anthelea, darling..." Jessica said.  "I wouldn't offend you for the
world, dear...  but I noticed you haven't got to come yet...  ask Robert if
he would mind if you and I changed places and you can sit in James's lap on
the trip back.  It really is quite...  stimulating."

   Anthelea turned bright red, almost glowing in the darkness.  She
squirmed and wiggled around on Robert's lap, her eyes almost desperate. 
Finally he leaned forward and began whispering in her ear.  She listened
for a while, and squirmed some more, and finally nodded.

   "Well..." she finally said, turning back to look at Robert again.  "Are
you sure?"

   "Of course, darling.  Of course." Robert said, smiling at her.

   Anthelea stood cautiously, sliding Robert's still hard cock out of her
pussy with a barely audible squishy noise.  She and Jessica slowly traded
places, holding on to each other, careful of the rocking boat.  Jessica
sank into Robert's lap with a satisfied sigh, sliding his hard cock up
inside of her body.  Just like the old days, she thought, happy.  Anthelea
took a little longer to get situated, turning around, and sitting
carefully. James took her fine smooth ass in his eager hands, and guided
her down onto his cock.  She was tight, god, she was tight.  Her body
weight finally sank her down on his rigid cock.  How did Robert stand it?
He almost wondered if she was too tight.  It felt like his dick was turning
inside out.  She's as tight as Kat.  Jeezus.  His dick wasn't that much
thicker than Robert's...

   Finally Anthelea was all the way down.  He was in.  James thought he was
going to come, but he relaxed as hard as he could, and kept from it.  Then
he gave the boat a row.  Oh shit.  He held back, though, somehow.  Anthelea
sat in his lap, stiff as a board.  Finally, as they got back in the
populated area of the river, she seemed to loosen up and enjoy herself. 
James was excited to fuck her, he had loved her from a distance over the
last month, knowing she was Robert's woman, and he understood her shyness.
It was fun for him to get to fuck her finally.  And by now she seemed to be
enjoying it.  Her dress, a little white stretchy skirt, was much shorter
than Jessica's, and he looked down to see the whole side of her upper thigh
and most of her ass hanging out.  People aren't going to have to work too
hard to figure out what's going on with us, he thought.

   On the way back, they passed a few boats on the dark river, and Jessica
happily waved at the people.  James was rock hard hard, deep in Anthelea,
pumping her slowly as he rowed.  She began to sigh, and hiccup.  He heard a
little growl from her at one point.

   "No further, James." His mother said, making a turn around motion.  He
turned the boat around and rowed back to the lock, where he turned around
again.  They had to do that twice before Anthelea came, but James didn't
mind.  Another boat was maybe two hundred feet away as she growled and
wailed, her animal noises echoing across the water.  James and Jessica
giggled, and Robert just shook his head.  Robert loved her more that moment
than ever, was desperately proud of her, and was proud that he could share
her with James.  James had shared so much with him, especially Jessica. 
Robert still loved Jessica as much as he ever had, and was glad to get to
fuck her again.  He knew at any time all he'd have to do was ask, but he
didn't want to risk offending Anthelea, although he almost thought it
wouldn't bother her.  He knew she'd say yes to him if he ever asked her if
he could fuck Jessica, no matter what she thought, just because she was
sweet and unselfish.  She did still have some hang-ups, though.  She was
trying very hard, he knew.  He just hadn't wanted to risk it yet, he loved
her so much.  Anyway, getting to fuck Jessica was a bittersweet moment for
him.  Just like the old days, they both thought at the same time, as he
slowly and gently pumped her cunt.  Just like the old days.

   Anthelea finally leaned back against James, breathing heavily.  James
had stopped rowing so he could cup her beautiful little orange-sized
breasts in his hands.  He rubbed and squeezed them, feeling her hard huge
nipples through her tube-top, and she moaned with pleasure.  She finally
said, "Goodness.  Fu-u-uck." and James and Jessica started giggling again.

   Anthelea raised her eyebrow at Jessica.  "Jessica dear.  Your skirt is
riding up.  I can see your pooh-see." They giggled all the way back to the
bridge.  They stopped under the bridge, and his mother slid Robert out of
her pussy as she stood and turned.

   "You poor boys, you haven't got to come yet." Said Jessica.  "James,
Robert...  maybe we can work something out for you two..."

   Robert's hard cock was still standing straight up.  Jessica looked up
and down the river, and then bent at the waist, leaning forwards, and took
Robert in her mouth.  He squeezed his prostate, and tried to come quickly.
The sensations from his dick were...  intense...  I forgot how good she is,
he thought.

   Anthelea turned and knelt in the floor of the boat, at James's feet.  He
was shocked at how ready she seemed to be.  He was surprised she had been
willing to fuck him, and even more surprised she was now willing to suck
him.  He had always been friendly with her, and even fucked his mom
standing beside her that time...  he just wouldn't have thought she was
ready for something like this.  She smiled at him, a friendly smile, not
exactly a lustful smile, but it was good enough for him, and he smiled
back, loving her as much as he dared.  She leaned forward, and took his
cock in her mouth.  It was immediately obvious she was not the seasoned
veteran that Jessica was, but she was a pretty good cocksucker, James
decided.  She made up for lack of technique with spirit and vacuum.

   The boys both came quickly.  James had to admit he was pretty turned on
just by the fucking in plain sight thing, much less getting to fuck
Anthelea.  And now getting sucked by her.  He pumped her sweet mouth full
of semen, steaming hot semen, and then bent down and kissed her, tasting
his sperm on her lips, and thanked her.  She grinned back shyly and nodded.
Robert finally finished up, grunting and groaning, and Jessica sat back. 
Anthelea burped daintly and wiped her mouth, drawing another round of
giggles from everyone.  James carefully rowed them to the boat dock, and
the boatman greeted them, and helped the ladies off the boat.

   They walked down the dark street, back to their car.  James stopped and
examined his hands under a streetlight.

   "Holy shit!  I've got blisters like a motherfucker!" He exclaimed in
horror.

   "You are a motherfucker, dipshit." Said Robert.

   "Oh you poor baby!" Jessica said.  "This is all my fault!  No more
jackurbating for you, young man.  I will have to take care of you."

   "Shit." It had been worth it, though.

   "Fu-u-uck." Said Anthelea.  "I left my panties in the boat."



   --==+==-

   That Monday, after school, James entertained Missy again.  Then Tuesday,
and Wednesday.  Thursday followed, and finally Friday.  Ever day James felt
like he was getting a little further with her, drawing her out of her
invisible shell.  Friday she stripped her shirt and bra off almost as soon
as they were in the door.  He decided to try for second-and-a-half base,
and crept his hand up under her skirt.  She froze, and he removed it. 
Later he tried again, and she froze again.

   "James." She stopped kissing him, and sat up primly on the edge of his
bed.  "James, dear James, I have some things I must tell you.  Hard things.
Please listen."

   He sat up obediently, and gave her his full attention.

   "James...  I have...  problems...  at home.  My father, my father..."
She couldn't seem to go any further.  He waited patiently.  She tried
again. "My father..."

   "Missy, darling." He turned to her and took her in his arms, holding
her, hugging her.  What the hell, he thought, was the man molesting her, or
what?

   "Darling, you don't have to say anything.  It's okay.  You can tell me
later." They squeezed together, and he realized that she was crying.  Damn.

   He lay her back, and lay beside her.  He held her for ten minutes while
she cried.  She finally slowed and stopped, snuffling and hiccuping.  He
kissed her gently.  He figured the playing around for the day was ended. 
Oh well.

   "James." She sat up again, and he followed.  "James, I must tell you
this, before we go any further.  If you are part of my life, you need to
know.  My father...  my father...  does things to me.  Unpleasant things.
James, look."

   She stood, and turned, and lifted her short skirt.  She pulled her
panties down, and he stared at her fine ass.

   "This is why I can't take showers in gym class sometimes." She said. 
Her beautiful ass was covered with thick red welts, the skin puffing up,
like blisters, almost.  He could feel the heat from it.  Bad heat, not good
heat.

   "Sweet jeezus," James breathed, horrified.  "Goddam, Missy...  I had no
idea..."

   "No one does, James." She said, pulling her panties back up and dropping
her skirt.  "Not even my own mother knows."

   "Missy...  why...  why the fuck does he do that?"

   "He did that one because he saw you kiss me in your car the other day.
That was my second, Uhm, "treatment", as he calls it, because of that
kiss."

   "Oh, sweet jeezus." James felt tears welling up in his eyes, and his
voice became all trembly.  He felt responsible, and horrible.

   "Oh, poor baby.  Poor, poor baby" Was all he could think to say to her.
He hugged her tightly to his body, wanting to protect her and shield her.

   "There's even more to it than that." Her voice was hard, unemotional. 
"I can feel him, when he whips me.  I can feel his...  organ.  It gets hard
and he rubs it on me, on my stomach...  and other areas."

   She had told James earlier that her father was the pastor of a large
local congregation.  He suddenly hated the man with all the fury he could
blast through his mind.  The bastard.  The double-dealing fucking bastard.
How dare he.

   "James.  He's had me on the pill for years, just to protect his
reputation, as he puts it.  He thinks I'm a bad girl.  He calls me a "slut
of Satan" sometimes.  I don't do anything, James, I never have.  I've done
more with you than any guy I ever knew.  Way more.  But he thinks the worst
of me.  He always has.  I can't please him, even when I try.  I've just
stopped trying, now..."

   James did begin crying then, to his embarrassment and pride.  He knew it
would endear him to her, but that was not why he did it.  He felt
genuinely, completely sorry for her, more than he had anyone in his life.
He wanted to help her, to protect her, to shield her.  He wanted to kill
the bastard that had hurt her.

   "Oh, James!" Missy said, hugging him.  He hugged her back, and they held
each other for half an hour, sitting on his bed, hugging and rocking and
sometimes crying.  James had never had an experience like it in his life.



   --==+==-

   That night, as soon as she got home, he poured his heart out to his mom,
telling her the whole story, trying to describe the horrific welts on the
poor girl's ass.  He had taken Missy home, letting her out a block away,
not daring to take a chance on getting her whipped again.  His mother
became quiet, and hard, he thought.

   "James.  I know you love this girl, and feel very sorry for her.  So do
I.  But you must be very careful about your involvement in this situation.
I am not saying to stop being her friend, don't you dare do that.  But be
very careful."

   "I know, mom, I know.  But what can I do?"

   "I don't know, James.  I really don't know.  I might consider talking to
the man, if I didn't fear that it would make him more hostile towards her.
Actually, the best thing might be if she were to show these scars to law
enforcement, and get them involved.  The law is our friend, sometimes,
James."

   "Shit.  Shit shit shit." He felt frustrated and powerless.  He didn't
want Missy to have to stay another day at her house, with that man.  How
unfair, how unfair for her.  He felt another wave of sympathy wash over
him.

   "If she could just come live with us." He finally said, knowing that was
impossible.  His mom laughed, humorlessly.

   "That would be nice, James.  But you know it's impossible.  We have to
be careful, like I said, about our involvement in this."

   "I know, I know.  I just feel so bad!" He said.



   --==+==-

   Later that night, in the dark, wrapped in his mother's arms, James cried
again.  His mother squeezed him tightly and whispered things to him.  He
couldn't understand what she said, but he knew she was sympathetic.  He
finally finished sniffling, and rolled her over on her back, and crawled on
top of her.  He waited impatiently for his dick to get hard, helping it
along a bit, and finally entered her carefully, gently.  They made long
slow comfortable love, and it finally turned from "making love" into
genuine "fucking." He pounded away at her, slamming her body, shaking her
on the bed beneath him.  They came simultaneously, gasping and groaning,
and he was glad; he knew he couldn't hold it any longer.  He lay on top of
her, lazily, as sweat dried on his back and ass.  They kissed.  He thought
about Missy, and tears came in his eyes again.

   "Mom." He said.  She said something, her mouth muffled against his neck.
"Mom.  We have to do something.  I have to do something.  I can't let this
go on.  I just cannot allow it."

   "James." His mother sighed.  "James, I trust you to do the right thing.
Just please, for god's sake, be careful.  If you are right about her
father, he is a powerful man.  He could hurt you, not the way he's hurt
her, but he could hurt you.  And...  I feel like I need to say this. 
James. Our life together...  doesn't need any public scrutiny...  for us to
continue as we are, we need privacy.  Deep, dark privacy, more than most
people need...  do you understand?"

   "Yes, mom.  Yes, I do."

   "James...  If you are willing." Her voice caught, and she stopped for a
moment.  "If you are willing to give up what we have...  I will follow you,
I will respect your wishes, if you want to fight him.  But at this point,
we need to be very very careful.  In another two years, it won't matter, we
can do what we wish, and people can only be...  disgusted by us, by our
relationship.  As it stands now, if people find out, and the law gets
involved, at the very least we'll be separated.  At worst I'll go to
prison."

   Jessica didn't actually know if you could go to prison or not for
fucking your own child, but she knew how public sentiment, and that of law
enforcement, would probably go.

   "Mom.  I understand.  I'll be...  careful...  I will let you know if I
do anything, I'll ask your advice first.  If it affects us especially."

   They were silent, and she finally reached up in the darkness and kissed
him.  She knew right where his mouth was, she could feel his breath on her
cheek.

   "James.  I love you." She said simply, he kissed her back hard,
desperately.

   "Mom...  I love you...  I would never take a chance on losing you...  I
can't live without you..."

   An hour later they were finally asleep.



   --==+==-

   Saturday afternoon, James called Missy, and picked her up that evening
as she walked away from her house.  He figured that she wouldn't mind his
mom tagging along, it wasn't really a "date" date, he had just asked her if
she wanted to go out to eat with them.  And he wanted to be with his mom,
he loved his mom, he was comfortable with her, and he didn't want her to
feel left out.  He had promised himself long ago that he would never shut
her out of his life, and he tried his best to keep that promise.  Plus, he
wanted to show some solidarity to Missy, that his family was on her side,
and behind her.

   His mom and Missy seemed to get along very well, and his mom seemed warm
and sympathetic to the girl.  He wondered if Missy suspected that he had
told him mom her story, but she didn't seem to be bothered, if she thought
so.  They went to their usual downtown restaurant, and walked out into the
night.  They made their usual pilgrimage to the top of the spire, though
James knew there would be no hanky-panky that night.  They looked out over
the city.  He clasped Missy tightly to him, wishing he could keep her up
there, and keep her problems far far away, down on the ground.  They
departed the building, and wandered around town a bit more, and he had her
back home long before midnight.



   --==+==-

   The next Monday at school Missy was absent.  He texted her first chance
he got, and she replied, and said that everything was okay, she just didn't
feel good.  The next day, as they stood together before school, he
deliberately patted her on the ass, and sure enough she flinched away from
him.

   "Missy." The were standing in a little grassy field between the two
buildings.  "Did he do it again?"

   She acted like she didn't want to meet his eye.  "James.  I cannot lie
to you.  Yes."

   "Fuck!  Why?"

   "I was out late without permission, or something.  It's just an excuse,
James."

   "Missy, Missy." He hugged her, oblivious to the school's policy of being
a "No PDA" zone.  He felt like crying again.

   "James.  Get used to it.  I have, almost." She stared at him, almost
defiantly.  "I think anymore he just does it because he likes to do it.  I
think maybe he just likes to see my ass."

   "Darling, seeing your ass is one thing.  Beating on it is another.  It's
just not right.  I mean I'd love to see your ass, but I'm not gonna... 
abuse it..."

   They walked to her next class.

   "Missy." He said, remember what his mom had said.  "Have you thought of
going to the cops about this?  Do you think they could help you?"

   She was quiet for a while.  Finally, she said, "They would probably put
me in foster care.  I guess, I don't know.  They might have to, I'm sure it
would enrage him.  Or maybe they'd just send somebody to look at my ass
every week.  Anyway, I don't think I could do it, for my mom's sake.  I
think my presence there...  distracts him from her, sometimes..."

   "Jeezus, Missy, does he beat her, too?"

   "No...  he is not abusive to her physically...  but they are not
exactly...  happy together.  But he has his reputation to consider...  she
is kind of stuck there, with him."

   "He sure as hell has a reputation with me." James said, rage burning
inside.

   "James.  My father is a very...  powerful man.  Don't get in his way. 
He would make mincemeat out of you.  I've seen it happen."

   He was silent, and hugged her again, outside of her classroom.  He felt
a burning frustration inside.  He had to do something.  Something had to be
done.  Surely, something could be done.

   The week passed.  James was very careful not to do or think up anything
that might get Missy in trouble.  She continued to come over to his house
after school, and they wrestled around in his room like young lovebirds. 
One day she wore a skirt to school, and later that afternoon, he gently
slid his hand higher and higher beneath it as they kissed, sliding along
the silky smoothness of her leg, until he felt the heat of her panty-clad
pussy.  Pay dirt, he thought, letting his hand casually rest there for a
while.  I'm in, I'm in.  He remembered that she still owed him a peek. 
I'll get that peek, someday, he thought.  He didn't stroke her pussy much,
just enough to let her know he'd been there, and finally he took her home,
early, before her father got home.  He carefully sniffed his hand after she
got out, thinking too himself that he could just ever-so slightly smell her
scent.  He went home hard, and jumped his mother when she arrived,
surprising her with his amorous desire.



   --==+==-

   That Friday night Jessica made big plans for all of them.  She invited
Robert, Anthelea, Alice and Dylan out to eat with her and James.  Dylan had
accepted the idea of Jessica and James as a couple without a second
thought. It was no different than he and Alice, even considering the age
gap.  Dylan had loved Jessica from a distance all his life, but he had
respected her and the distance between them.  He knew that Jessica loved
him, but not "that way".  He was glad to see them both so happy.  They just
acted like an ordinary young couple in love, and Jessica, always young in
spirit, almost seemed like a teenager at times.  The six of them went to a
new place, and had a fine meal.  Robert and Anthelea were funny together,
and everyone was charmed.  James wondered if it was by chance that all
three of the girls were wearing skirts.  He had a feeling how the evening
would end up, and he wondered what his uncle Dylan would think of it.  He
knew, of course, that Alice and Dylan were a couple now, his mom had told
him as soon as she found out.  He, like Jessica, was glad for them.  Alice
seemed to be livening up and coming out of her shell.  Yet another girl in
a shell, he thought.  Alice seemed to blossom and grow beneath Dylan's
ministrations, becoming an attractive, vibrant healthy young woman, with a
surprising self-confidence to the ones that had known her before.  Bits of
the old Alice still cropped up occasionally, but the new Alice, the fun
strong self-assured Alice was usually in charge now.  Good.

   James tried to have a good time, although he couldn't stop worrying
about Missy.  He wondered where she was, and what she was doing.  At least
I'm not causing her problems, he thought.  He wished she was there with
them.

   Oh shit, thought James later as he stared upward at the spire.  Here we
are again.  What are the chances?  This was almost getting to be routine
for him.

   They filed into the lobby.  The security guard turned, and his face
broke out into a smile.  "Well, well." He said.  "It's the rooftop romeos.
Good evening, children."

   Jessica smiled.  She was probably older than him, even.  She turned to
James.  "James.  Give me your wallet, quick." She slid a twenty out, and
approached the guard's desk.  She went behind it, and stood next to him for
a moment, conscious of the security cameras, and slyly passed him the
money. He took it, surprised, and looked at her blankly.

   She walked back to stand by James.  She looked at the guard's badge. 
"Don, Don.  Our good friend Don."

   The guy laughed.

   "We are going up on the roof for a while, Don.  Thank you for looking
after us so well."

   "You need to get up there in a hurry." Don said.  "In a few minutes the
elevators are going offline for an hour for a, uhm...  a safety inspection.
You'll have to walk down the stairs if you, uhm..." He stopped for a second
and thought.  "If you get done...  viewing the city...  early."

   "Thank you, Don." Jessica said, smiling at him sweetly.  "It is a
pleasure to meet a true professional.  We will feel even safer, knowing you
are on the job."

   Don sat back in his chair, laughing, as they filed into the elevator.

   The city was beautiful, as it always was.  James almost shivered.  Fall
was just around the corner.  This high, the cool wind blew all around them.
They went to all four corners of the building and looked out at the view,
and finally Jessica strode to the elevator, and pushed the now-dark button.
Nothing happened, no dinger dinged, no lights lit up.  The elevator seemed
truly dead.

   "Good old Don." Jessica said.  "Alice.  Dylan.  We have an hour, Don
said.  There's still the stairs, of course, but we'll go to the other side,
and trust that we can hear the door slam if anyone comes up."

   "Okay..." Dylan and Alice had puzzled looks on both their faces.

   "Kids..." Jessica patiently explained.  "We're going to do what we
always do, at the top of the spire.  We're going to fuck."



   --==+==-

   Dylan didn't need much encouragement.  He was a guy, of course.  Alice
did, though, and for a moment Jessica thought even her powerful powers of
persuasion weren't going to be enough.  Finally Alice sighed, and slumped.
Surely, thought Jessica, our little lesbo fest the other night got her
ready for something like this.

   "I don't know if I can do it, but I'll try.  I'll try." Alice said.

   Jessica stripped her thong off, and draped it on James's head.  He put
it on his face like an oxygen mask, with the little crotch right over his
nose.  The other girls followed suit, dropping their panties, Alice a bit
hesitantly, and Jessica lined them up along the railing with Alice in the
middle, and Jessica and Anthelea on either side.  Together the three of
them grasped the high railing.

   "Gentlemen.  Proceed." Jessica said.  The guys were laughing at whole
thing.  Dylan seemed right at home.  He watched, unzipping himself as James
and Robert drew their dicks out.  He stopped, and then slowly proceeded to
pull his own out, determined not to be embarrassed in front of these kids.

   Jeezus, he thought.  Jeezus.  He vaguely remembered Alice's story long
ago about accidentally seeing Dean's dick once at the lake.  She had
described it as a monster, and here he was, looking at James, Dean's son,
looking at James's monster.  Dylan's dick was nothing to be ashamed of, as
a teenager he had measured it once at almost eight inches, and he'd always
measured himself against the guys in the showers.  He'd always thought he
had a larger than average cock, and he did.  But these boys.  Jeezus.  He
turned to face Alice.  James was already in Jessica, pushing slowly,
wetting his cock with her juices.  Robert was rubbing his cock around on
the outside of Anthelea's cunt.  Dylan placed his hands on Alice's ass, and
leaned forward, putting his mouth to her ear.

   "Are you okay, darling?" he asked, and she nodded shyly and laughed. 
She seemed to be okay.  He was surprised that she'd go for something like
this, she was still kind of shy at times.  Maybe she was getting over it.
That she could do this, fuck in public in a group like this, said a lot for
her new-found self-confidence.

   Dylan backed up, and brought his now-hard dick to the entrance of her
vagina.  Her cunt, he thought, her cunt.  Prissy old ladies have vaginas.
Little girls like Kat have cute little pussies, and foxy big girls, like my
Alice, have cunts.  He loved her cunt.  He had licked it for an hour last
night.  Then he had fucked it for an hour.  Alice had a sweet cunt.  He
realized how turned on he was, and wondered if he could hold back until she
came.

   James was happy.  His mother's cunt felt like silk around his cock.  He
squeezed her ass ever harder, and thumbed her asshole.  Jessica moaned and
turned her head as far as she could, leaning back.  He stopped for a second
and gave her a long slobbery kiss, and then resumed fucking her.

   Anthelea hiccuped and growled, feeling Robert's long cock deep in her
cunt.  Her legs twitched and her nipples were so hard they hurt.  She
yanked her sweater, shirt and bra up, and let her breasts swing free,
grabbing the nipple of one and squeezing.  Her nipples got so hard if she
didn't wear a bra they rubbed on the inside of her shirt and even bled
sometimes.  Robert slammed away behind her, seeing what she was doing and
wishing his arms were a foot longer so he could fondle her tits while they
fucked this way.

   The six of them fucked, silently, pounding away for a while, and then,
the three guys slowed down and fucked slowly, gently sliding their cocks in
and out of the girls.  Dylan was glad, he'd been almost to come.

   "Hey, look!" Jessica said, pointing.  "Cop cars!" The girls watched the
flashing lights, and chattered among themself, speculating on what might be
going on, sixty floors beneath them.  James laughed and shook his head.

   "Jessica, did you know they had pizza...  last Wednesday in the Cooper
room?..  I didn't know about it...  until it as all gone."

   "Yes, Ann, they are going to do it...  once a month now." Jessica said,
hiccuping slightly as James sped up the pace a bit.  Anthelea still growled
a little, every now and then.  He laughed again as the girls jabbered on.
Alice piped up, relating a cute little story about Kat, and James and
Robert glanced at each other.  How fun this would be if Kat could be here
now, James thought, although he was unsure what her participation could be.

   How fun this would be if Kat could be here now, Dylan thought, although
he, too, was a little unsure how she'd fit in.  Even Jessica and Alice felt
a twinge, thinking about the girl.  We really must bring her to the top of
the spire some day, thought Jessica, on a no-fuck trip.  The only person
there who hadn't fucked around with Kat was Anthelea.  She didn't think
anything about Kat, not yet, not at this point, at least.

   James was turned on, as usual, by the high-altitude group fuck.  Dylan
and Alice had seemed to handle it like it was an everyday thing.  James was
slightly disappointed though.  Part of the fun of fucking on the spire had
been the chance of being caught, and it looked like Don had put an end to
that fear.  He wondered if people would be trudging up sixty flights of
stairs just to look at the view.  Probably not.



   --==+==-

   Jessica looked at her watch, and pressed the down button.  The dinger
dinged.  The light lit up.  "Good." She said.  "Don is very punctual."

   They descended.  Don greeted them as they left the building, and asked
if they had had fun.  James said, "Yes, sir." Dylan laughed, Alice giggled,
and Anthelea turned red.  Jessica went and hugged Don, and told him thanks.
"No.  Thank you." He said.  "We'll see you next time."

   Yeah, thought James.  Next time.



   --==+==-

   James made plans, careful plans.  Silly plans, mostly, involving
pillowcases and baseball bats and Missy's father, but he felt like he had
to do something.  There seemed to pass a few weeks where nothing happened,
and he could pat her on the ass without fear.  She still came to his house
almost every day, and they played around.  She was allowing him to fondle
her pussy through her panties now, her often wet panties.  James was as
happy as a bird with a french fry, although her problems weighed on his
mind constantly.  He got to play around with Missy all afternoon, and then
play around with his mom all evening.  And then fuck his mom all night. 
Life seemed good for a while.



   --==+==-

   One Monday, Missy was absent from school.  He texted her immediately,
suspicious.  She replied, reassuring him, telling him over and over she was
okay, she was really okay.  She was gone the next day too, and by the
Wednesday he was pretty worried.  She finally agreed to meet him at a
McDonald's downtown, and he hurriedly took off on foot, since his mom had
the car.

   Missy met him, and she really did seem alright, he thought with relief.

   "James." She said, after they sat down.  She took his hands from across
the table.  "James, I think I can tell you this now, now that the dust has
settled.  I just didn't want to get you involved in my problems.  I know
that you care about me, and you are one of my truest friends.  You and
Laura."

   James nodded.

   "I have moved in with Laura and her family.  I told my dad if he made a
fuss I would go straight to CPS.  Laura and her mother took photographs of
my butt, after last time.  I gave him one, and told him that CPS would get
a whole portfolio if he made a stink.  It's been four days now, so I think
he's laying low.  James.  I really blew up at him this time.  I think he
knows I'm serious.  I brought up the weenie rubbing and everything.  I
think he knows I could cause him major problems, if I wished."

   James scooted to her side of the seat, and grasped her tightly in his
arms.  "Oh, Missy, I'm glad for you, I hope it works out...  you saved me
from having to kick his ass, darling..."

   Missy laughed at that.  "He's a big guy, James.  But, dream on.  And,
thank you.  Thank you for being a friend."

   "Missy.  Look, if you need anything, just let me know.  Money for school
stuff, or to eat, or a ride somewhere, just let me know."

   "Thank you, dear." She leaned into him and kissed him softly.  James
felt overwhelming love for her, something that he thought was impossible, a
love that approached a few percent of his love for his mom.  Maybe, he
thought, maybe she's the one.



   --==+==-

   James's life settled down a little bit, since Missy seemed to resolve
some of her problems.  At least she was away from her father, and fairly
safe.  He felt more settled.  He saw her every day at school, and often met
her downtown, which is where Laura's house was.  She was very sweet to him,
and seemed to become even more amorous, to his delight.  The third weekend
she lived with Laura, Laura's family left town, taking Missy, leaving James
kind of at odds for Friday night.

   "Don't worry, James," said Jessica.  "I have invited Dylan, Alice and
Kat over for dinner.  We'll play exciting games and have loads of fun."

   James realized she was being sarcastic for his benefit, and laughed. 
Well, it was better than nothing.  And, maybe Kat and he could sneak off to
his room for a little entertainment of their own.  He wasn't sure he'd be
brave enough to try anything with her mother in the house though.  They
could talk, at least.

   That evening, to his disappointment, Kat didn't show.  She was staying
with a friend.  Well, an evening with the old folks, he thought, but he
didn't really mind.  Just being with his mom was pleasure enough for him,
and Dylan and Alice were kind of fun to be around anyway.  He prepared for
an evening of Monopoly and Clue.

   Jessica cheated on dinner, and just ordered some pizzas.  James went
with Dylan to pick them up, and they talked guy talk just like two old
friends.  Well, they were old friends.

   "Where is your friend, and his girl?" Dylan asked, and James told him
that Robert and Anthelea were going to an opera or something equally crazy
tonight.

   "Robert is a lucky guy.  That girl is fine." Said Dylan, and James
agreed.  James started to tell Dylan that he'd had the pleasure of fucking
her on a boat, but he held back.  He didn't want Dylan to feel left out. 
They returned to the house.

   After munching on pizza, they retired to the living room.  Jessica
suggested Monopoly, and then her and James got the giggles remembering
their last monopoly game.  Dylan and Alice didn't seem to eager too play.

   "That monopoly set turned me into a stripper." Said Jessica, and
proceeded to tell Alice about her and James's adventures the night of
Anthelea's deflowerment.  She didn't go into great detail about her and
James fucking, but Alice and Dylan knew her well enough to read between the
lines.  Alice turned slightly red and giggled, and Dylan shook his head.

   "Jessica." Said Dylan.  "You are the most uninhibited person I know.  Or
have ever met.  Does anything bother you?"

   "Dylan..." replied Jessica.  "You might not believe this but I have many
hang-ups.  Sex is just not one of them.  For instance, cat hair.  I hate
cat hair on furniture.  I could never have a cat for that reason."

   "That's not a hang-up." Said Alice.  "That's anal retentiveness.  It's
your girlish clean gene."

   "Jessica." Dylan said.  "You weren't like this when we were kids.  You
were a prude, almost.  You wouldn't even skinny dip in the pond with us."

   "College did a lot for me, Dylan.  It brought me out of my shell.  I was
just shy about the skinny dipping thing.  If more girls had have been
involved, I might have jumped in.  With my undies on, of course."

   James tried to imagine his mother as an uptight teenager with shyness
issues, but he couldn't.

   "I'm still shy." Said Alice.  "And I still have...  major issues.  I've
been thinking about seeing a shrink."

   James almost snorted to himself, wondering if she would tell the shrink
that she was fucking her brother.  Most people would think that caused
issues.  With Alice, it had seemed to clear up issues.

   "Alice." Said Dylan.  "There is nothing wrong with you.  That little...
group thing on top of that building, that proved it.  You are not shy, to
be able to do something like that."

   Alice turned redder.  "Well, I was outnumbered on that deal.  I had no
choice."

   "Hell." Said Dylan.  "You went skinny-dipping when Jessica wouldn't,
even, way back then.  You are more uninhibited than you think, girl."

   "That was many years ago, Dylan."

   The girls retired to the bathroom together, as girls often do.  James
and Dylan sat, softly talking, laughing.

   "Alice." Jessica said, sitting on the pot to pee.  Alice was examining
herself critically in the mirror.  "You and Dylan seem very happy together,
and you seem to fit together perfectly.  I'm very glad for you.  I would be
envious, but of course I have James."

   Alice giggled.  "Jessica.  We are so bad..."

   "Yeah.  Alice.  Why do you think Dylan and I never...  played around
like you and him did?  I mean, I was a little backward back then, but I did
have a few boyfriends...  after all, I got my cherry popped when I was just
sixteen..."

   "I don't know, Jessica, I guess you two never hit it off.  Good for me,
that.  I know he likes you.  I guess you guys just kept your distance, like
mom, dad and grammy said we should.  You remember?  Boys and girls in the
same room, unchaperoned?  Bad, bad.  Bad things might happen."

   Jessica giggled.  Alice did too, after a while.

   "Jessica.  We were raised by some very straight-laced, uptight,
repressed folks.  Why do you think we turned out the way we did?  I mean,
look at us, I'm fucking my brother, and you're fucking...  James..."

   Jessica giggled again.  "I don't know, Alice.  They tried, they really
tried.  Thank god they're not around to see what we've become."

   "They'd never know.  I'd hide it, for sure."

   "Yeah, me too."

   They traded places.  Alice peed, and Jessica preened.

   "Alice.  We had fun, on top of that stupid building.  Let's go back in
there, get the boys, and go somewhere and fuck."

   Alice began giggling again.  "Jessica, fucking is never very far from
your mind, is it?"

   "I blame my repressed childhood.  And I can't help it if I've got an
itchy clit."

   "I've got a sore clit.  I am working on Dylan to shave that beard off.
It's like being sucked on by sandpaper sometimes."

   Jessica giggled, and then regarded Alice as the other girl wiped her
pussy.

   "Alice.  Dear.  If you don't want to consider this, please just forget I
said it.  And please, please don't be offended.  But, consider, if you
would...  Alice.  We fucked together, on the spire.  We've talked about
fucking and told each other our fuck stories.  Alice.  Just consider, for a
moment, would you be willing to fuck James and let me fuck Dylan?  Just
once, so I can finish filling out my dance card?"

   Alice didn't breathe for a few moments.  Finally, gears in her head
still spinning feverishly, she spoke.

   "Jessica.  You never cease to amaze me.  No, I'm not...  offended...  it
never hurts to ask.  And I appreciate your honesty.  I don't know, I just
don't know...  I don't know if I could do that.  I mean, I like James, I
don't think I'd have a problem or he'd have a problem...  he'd probably be
too polite to bring up my flabby ass and saggy boobs.  I'm just still... 
afraid...  I guess I'm afraid of losing Dylan, of losing his interest. 
Does that make me selfish?  Do you understand"

   "No, darling." Jessica knelt on the floor in front of the toilet, and
hugged Alice.  "It was a stupid thing to ask.  You're right, it's probably
better this way...  Alice." Jessica stopped, and regarded her sternly. 
"Alice, I have seen them, up close, squeezed them and tasted them.  There
is nothing wrong with your ass, or your boobs.  You really need to get over
that."

   "Jessica...  pardon me for saying this.  I love you, dear cousin.  I
wouldn't offend you for the world, and I'm only saying this because I know
you'll think it's funny and agree with me.  But you are a sex maniac.  I've
never known anyone like you.  Sex is never more than ten seconds away from
your mind.  I don't think I could stand the pace, if I were you."

   Jessica giggled.  "You're right, and you're right.  I know I am.  I'm
just making up for lost time is all."

   Alice thought for a while longer, and finally stood.  "Jessica.  Give me
a few minutes.  Let me talk to Dylan.  Jessica.  I will...  I might do
it... even though I, at times, feel kind of threatened by your... 
sexuality...  but I'm not afraid of Dylan leaving me for you.  I don't
think that you would let that happen.  Or him.  I don't think you'd have
him, honestly.  I don't think you'd let that happen."

   "Honestly, Alice.  And again, no offense intended.  I thought about
this, the other day.  Dylan is not really my type.  You know what most of
my boyfriends were like.  And Dean.  Stupid fucking Dean.  Dylan is a nice
guy.  Until James, I never picked nice guys.  And you're right, I am
sticking with James, until he's had enough of me.  I just thought it'd be a
fun way to kill a Friday night...  and hell, we always wonder, don't we?"

   Alice nodded and giggled, re-arranging her clothes.  They left the
bathroom.



   --==+==-

   They honestly did try to play Monopoly, but their hearts weren't in it.
Finally Alice shocked everyone, and of course, herself.

   "Jessica, do you have any cards?  dPlaying cards?"

   "Yes, Alice.  James, do you know where the cards are?"

   James fetched the cards.  Alice shuffled them, surprising everyone with
her dexterity.

   "Okay." She said, dealing the cards out.  "Low hand removes a single
article of clothing.  Shoes and socks each count separately.  We want this
to go slowly.  Lay your cards out, people."



   --==+==-

   A half hour and much giggling later, everyone was naked except Jessica,
to her delight.  She still had on her bra and panties.  James and Dylan had
both had really bad luck that night.  Alice didn't do too badly, plus,
girls just wore more clothes that guys.  It took them longer to strip, one
piece at a time.  Dylan had amused them by removing his pants and underwear
first, before his shoes and socks even.

   "I'm going to win!" Jessica crowed.  "What do I win?"

   "A burnt weenie sandwich." Said Alice, giggling.  She looked at James.
His cock was hard, peeking up over the edge of the table, like it was
curious.  Dylan's, not quite as long, was peering up at her, too.  She
giggled some more.

   "Okay.  Jessica wins.  Everyone congratulate her." Alice said.  When
that was done, she said, "Now, another kind of game." She took a deep
breath.  "High card fucks the low card, on the couch.  The guys with the
middle cards can sit and watch, or join in and fuck each other."

   Dylan had just taken a drink, and he had to struggle to keep from
spraying a mouthful over the table.  James looked shocked.  Amazingly, even
though fucking around had been her idea, Jessica looked a little shocked,
too.  Dylan's eyebrows rose, and he stared at Alice.  Finally Alice said.
"Jessica.  James.  Excuse us for a moment."

   "James.  Grab the cups.  Let's refill." Said Jessica, and James followed
her in the kitchen.  She set her cups down, and grabbed him by the arm. 
Behind her, she heard Alice whispering to Dylan.

   "Mom." James said.  "That sounds like fun, but if he wins and I lose, I
don't really want to be fucked by Dylan."

   Jessica burst into fresh giggles.  "James.  I asked Alice if we could
swap tonight, I hope you don't mind.  I think that this is her way of,
uhm...  breaking the news to Dylan.  Breaking the ice.  Maybe just seeing
what happens."

   Jessica grabbed a bottle of whiskey from under the sink and filled
everyone's glass halfway with water, then mixed in the whiskey.  She
brought the bottle as they returned to the living room.  Alice and Dylan
were sitting quietly, smiling at each other.

   "Okay.  Everyone ready?" Asked Alice.  She cut the deck.



   --==+==-

   James sat in the recliner, his hands on his hard cock.  Dylan sat on a
footstool, his hands on his hard cock.  Together, they watched Jessica and
Alice, making out on the couch.

   First, the girls kissed.  And kissed, and kissed some more.  Then, they
kissed.

   "Come on already." Dylan finally said.  "Cut to the chase, ladies."

   They both giggled.  Jessica slowly moved down, and began to suck on
Alice's wonderful nipples.  Alice lay back and relaxed, feeling shivers run
up and down her body.  Jessica was a professional.  Don't try this at home,
Alice thought.

   Jessica finally crawled up on top of Alice, facing downwards.  She
spread her legs and lowered her head to Alice's cunt.  Alice raised her
head, strained to reach Jessica's asshole.  She finally gave up on the
asshole, and began to lick Jessica's clit.

   "Ooomph owie-umph-hum lumph." Alice said, still licking, her face buried
between Jessica's legs.

   "What was that, dear?" Jessica stopped for a second and asked.

   "You owe me an asshole lick." Said Alice.  Jessica put her tongue back
firmly in place on Alice's clit.  Alice began to shake, already feeling
like she was going to come.  She pounded Jessica's clit with her tongue. 
She was going to come.  Here it came.



   --==+==-

   When they were finished, the girls just lay on the couch for a while,
exhausted.  James and Dylan stopped stroking, but their dicks seemed to
have no interest in subsiding.  Finally Alice dragged herself out from
underneath Jessica.

   "Okay." Alice said.  "Next round.  It's only ten o'clock, people."



   --==+==-

   Jessica and Dylan regarded each other, he with surprise, she less so. 
The cards had spoken.  Unseen forces were at work.  Alice gave a sigh of
relief, but at the same time she felt a squeeze in her guts.  She told
herself to relax.  He's not going anywhere, she told herself, he's just
gonna fuck around with Jessica for a while.  After this, he'll go home with
me.  Because he's mine.  We're just having a little fun.

   Dylan was thinking, oh shit.  This is a dream come true.  I've wanted to
fuck Jessica ever since I knew what fucking was.  I never understood why
she didn't at least play around with me a little back then...  I know she
did some of that, even though she was pretty square.  That Alice would go
for this still kind of shocked him, too.  Alice had really changed, he
thought.  She is almost as sexy as Jessica now.  And as sex-crazy.  Must be
a girl hormone thing.

   Dylan was equally surprised that Jessica would make room for him in her
life, in this way.  Maybe she does like me, he thought.  No, that's not
fair, he knew she liked him.  He just never thought she liked him like
that. Like this.  Well, basically, the girl does just like to fuck.  But
hopefully it's more than that.  I'll take it though, even if it's just
that.

   Someday I'm gonna tell her, Dylan thought.  Someday I'm gonna tell her
about Dean.  But not today.  He remembered the feel of Dean's ugly face
beneath his fists.  He remembered the satisfying crunch of Dean's nose. 
Dean.  What a jerk.  He had this fine woman who loved him, and he couldn't
stop being a fuck-up.  Dean had gone off to heal, to lick his wounds, and
never came back, not even wanting to let Jessica see his broken face once.
To see what Dylan had done to him.  It had worked out better than Dylan
could ever have imagined.  Why would the guy just give up like that?  I
guess he knew I was serious.  And I was, I would have kicked his ass every
single time I saw him, for slapping her face that one time.  Big dick or
not, Dean was a wimp.  A womanizing, big dicked wimp.  In Dylan's world,
men simply did not hit women.  Men hit each other all the time, but not
women.  Jessica was way better off without Dean.  Everybody had known that.
Dylan had done her a favor.

   Anyway.  Dylan met Alice's gaze.  She nodded and smiled, like she was
saying, go ahead.  Have some fun.  He arose, his now rock-hard cock bobbing
up and down, and reached his hand out.  Jessica took it, and he led her to
the couch.  Behind him, Alice looked at James, trying to gauge his
expression.  He smiled back at her.

   "James." She half-whispered.  "You don't have to..."

   "Aunt Alice." He interrupted.  "Sure.  I want to.  Please?"

   Alice laughed and stood up.  This might be fun.



   --==+==-

   James had leaned the recliner back, and lay in it.  Alice had perched on
top of his body, rubbing her clit on the shaft of his hard cock, his big
long hard cock, and they kissed.  James squeezed her soft warm breasts. 
James had always felt an attraction to Alice, but hell, he thought, I'm
attracted to anything reasonably female.  And she seems to like me.  This
should be sweet.

   Dylan and Jessica had progressed from kisses to rubbing, and were now
seriously licking each other.  Jessica was on top of him, her legs bent at
the knees, supporting her body.  Her ass was right in his face as she
licked his long cock.  His cock felt strange to her...  it was a few inches
shorter than James's, but she still enjoyed the sensations.  How many
years, she mused, has it been, since I've been fucked by a small cock.  Or
even just a normal one.  Jessica liked big cocks, but she could have a good
time with any cock.  She had proved that to herself after Dean left, a few
times, before she just kind of gave up and entered her years of
self-enforced celibacy.  Then, along came James.  I have a rare treasure
with James, she reminded herself, as she did almost every day.  All that,
and a big cock too.  But, Dylan wasn't bad.  She was enjoying her time with
Dylan, even though, she reminded herself, he's really not my type.  And
that goddam beard.  Poor Alice.

   Alice and James finally tried that butt-in-the-air thing that Jessica
and Dylan were doing.  James licked Alice's clit, and pushed his tongue
into her cunt as far as he could.  Her asshole was delicious.  He put his
tongue into it, also, turned on by the earthy, bitter taste of her.  He was
becoming more eager to just plain fuck her.  He was getting surprisingly
turned on.  His cock felt as hard as cobalt.

   Thirty minutes had gone by, at least.  I think I've waited long enough,
Dylan thought.  I've been polite.  But now I'm ready to fuck.  He brought
Jessica up into his arms, and hugged her.  She got the idea pretty quick,
and he let her fit his cock to the lips of her hungry cunt.  They both
laughed softly, and he began to push.

   Alice had always felt an attraction to James, she mused to herself, even
before she knew that he and Jessica were fucking.  James was handsome, and
so polite.  Any girl, young or old, would be proud to be part of his life.
Even if it was just a fuck for fun every now and then.  We'll have to do
this again someday, she thought...  and maybe even with Robert and that
girl...  she knew that Dylan had liked Anthelea, he had remarked several
times how nice she was.  Maybe I can give him that, too, she thought.  This
is working out nicely.  We'll see.

   Alice and James finally got both their ends pointed in the same
direction, and he sunk into her warm slippery cunt.  She did feel good, as
good as his mom.  He grabbed her ass with both hands, and then spread it,
pulling her asshole open.  "May I?" he asked, positioning his finger in the
center of her asshole.  She nodded, and he licked his finger, and then
pushed it in, feeling her tight sphincter clamp around it.  He began to
pump in and out, in time with his fucking.  Finally he pushed his finger as
deep as it would go into her.  He stopped as he touched the tip of a turd
deep in her gut, and then laughed as it darted away, back up somewhere in
her colon.  They both laughed, and Alice turned a little red.  James tried
to kiss the red away.

   James didn't feel that different than Dylan, Alice thought, although she
could feel his cock deep inside her, deeper than Dylan could go.  He was
definitely deep in her cervix, she thought, and maybe her uterus.  Uterus
fucking.  How novel.  How rare.  She enjoyed the feel of his cock deep
inside her body, as she enjoyed Dylan's.  Alice enjoyed sex now, and sex
with a new partner was exciting to her.  She idly wondered again about
Robert and Anthelea.  She had seen the other day on the spire that Robert's
cock was as long as James's, and she and Dylan had talked about it later.
Maybe things eventually would work out.  She knew Dylan would love to fuck
Ann.  Ann might even enjoy being fucked by Dylan, who knows.  She should do
it, Alice thought, Jessica had told her about James and Anthelea fucking on
the boat.  If she'll do James, she should do Dylan.

   The girls came loudly, within a minute of each other.  Alice lifted and
dropped her body on top of James's dick, pounding him as he lay in the
chair.  Dylan was on top of Jessica now, driving her into the couch,
pumping away.  His cock didn't feel that much different than James, Jessica
thought, yes yes, like the song says, it ain't the meat but the motion. 
Jessica was enjoying herself immensely, and was very turned on.  This had
been a good idea.  Her type or not, Dylan was a good fuck.  Alice was
lucky.



   --==+==-

   James and Jessica saw Dylan and Alice to the door.  Jessica kissed
Alice, and hugged her, thanking her.

   "No.  Thank you, for a wonderful evening." Said Alice.  Dylan was
yawning.  Alice knew, though, that when they got home, she'd get another
fuck.  A nice fuck.  That's just how Dylan was.  He would make time for
her, even if he was tired.  And with Kat gone, hell.  They could fuck all
night.  And she could be as noisy as she wanted to be.



   --==+==-

   Missy was at school that following Monday.  She became even more sexy to
James now that she was out from under her father's thumb.  That afternoon
they wrestled and rolled around on James's bed, and she stood beside the
bed and casually slid her panties down her long sexy legs.  James just
laughed.  Later, on the bed, after he played with her and stroked her
beautiful pussy, she began humping his leg like dog, and they both burst
into laughter.  She didn't stop, though, and to her amazement, and his, she
had a nice little orgasm.

   "James." He laughed at the shocked look on her face when she came up for
air.  "James, what was that?"

   "Missy.  You had an orgasm.  That's the whole point of sex, the pay-off.
You never had an orgasm before?"

   "I...  I don't know...  I mean it's felt good before, but never like
that..." She seemed bemused, and they both giggled some more.  "I wanna do
that again." Said Missy.

   Missy ate dinner with James and Jessica, and then he took her to Laura's
place.  She invited him in, and he spent a few minutes in guarded
conversation with Laura's mother, telling her things and finding out
things. The woman seemed to have a very good grasp of Missy's situation,
and even spoke of retaining a lawyer to sort things out.  James went home
relieved, and happy.

   James and his mother fucked a long time that night, after they went to
bed.  Then he brought her up to date on the Missy situation.  Jessica
seemed relieved, also, that James and she hadn't had to get involved.

   "Mom..." James finally said.

   "Yes, darling." Said his mother.

   "Mom...  if it works out...  and if I can somehow find a way to explain
to Missy about...  us...  maybe in the future could she move in with us? 
We have another room, we could even give her her privacy..."

   "James, James." Jessica sighed.  "That is complicated, but, yes,
possibly.  First let's give it a while, and see how the thing with her dad
works out.  If he makes a fuss about her staying with these people.  Just
be careful, dear.  If you think she can take it, yes, tell her about us. 
But please remember the risks."

   "I will, Mom.  I will."



   --==+==-

   The next day he finger-fucked Missy into a massive, long, drawn out,
feet kicking, toe curling orgasm.  He couldn't get his finger all the way
inside her, and he wondered if he was feeling her hymen.  He didn't want to
break it, not yet, not with his finger, at least.  She finally lay on his
bed, stark naked, her beautiful big breasts heaving as she sucked in air.
She looked at him in surprise.

   "You can do all that, with just your finger?" She asked, panting like a
thirsty dog.

   "No, you can do all that, with just my finger.  It's you, darling.  I
just started the ball rolling."

   She thought for a moment.  "And sex, real sex, where you put...  it...
inside me, is better than that?"

   "Yes, it is."

   "Jeezus, I don't know if I'm ready for that yet.  I need to pee." She
got up and disappeared in the bathroom, without shutting the door, and
James heard the splash as she peed.  His mouth began to water, wanting a
taste of her cunt, now.  Well, he had wanted a taste of her cunt from day
one.  But he really wanted it now.

   When she returned, he took a deep breath, and said, "Missy.  I have
something to tell you.  Something very big.  Other than you, it's the
biggest thing in my life."

   "James.  What is it?" She said, curious, as she slid her panties up her
legs.  She came and sat beside him on the bed.

   "Missy.  First, I love you.  I love you terribly.  Well, no, I love you
fantastically.  I truly, deeply, for all time love you.  I think...  I
probably shouldn't just say this yet...  anyway, I think you are the one."

   "Thank you James, you are very sweet.  And I think you are the one,
too."

   "Missy.  My life is very unusual.  There are some parts of it, well
really just one part, that nobody I know has in their life.  I think
sometimes I'm the only one in the world like this.  I know I'm one in a
million, at least."

   "James.  Do you mean your...  special attraction?" She giggled.

   "Well, that, kind of, but no.  No.  Missy.  I am telling you something
that hardly anyone else in the world knows.  I'm telling you something that
could send me directly to CPS and my mother to prison.  I'm trusting you
with this.  I'm hoping youwill understand."

   She was silent, at last impressed by the gravity of what he was saying.
She waited.

   "Missy.  My relationship with my mom...  is very special.  Very
unusual." He almost wished now he'd kept his mouth shut about this whole
thing.  What if she couldn't handle it?  What if she just got up and left?
What if she was totally disgusted?  He felt a slow panic began working into
his gut.  He wondered if he could just cut it off, here and now.  And
pretend like he'd never said anything.

   "James.  Okay.  I understand.  I can tell you love your mom very much,
and I see why.  She's incredible, and she's so nice to you.  You are so
lucky to have a mom like that."

   "Missy.  You said your dad...  rubbed...  his dick on you and stuff.  I
want you to understand...  it doesn't have to be like that...  when both
sides want something, it's beautiful...  it's not freaky and disgusting. 
When both sides want the same thing, it's...  I don't know, special,
magical." He felt like he was talking himself into a corner.  He wondered
how much longer he could draw this out.

   "James..." Missy pulled away from him slightly.  "James, what exactly
are you trying to say?"

   "Missy..." He just stopped, not knowing where to go from there.  He
couldn't just come out at say it.  He almost felt her shrinking, drawing
away from him.  Oh shit, he thought, oh shit.

   "James...  what do you mean about your mother...  what are you trying to
tell me...?" She didn't seem to have the nerve to say it, either.

   Finally he just said it.  "Missy.  I love my mother very much.  And as
you know, she's not my real mother.  But, yes, I love her more than life
itself.  I sleep with her every night, and every night for the last six
months we have made love.  Beautiful love.  I do it because I love her, and
it's the right thing for us to do."

   Missy sat silently, her face frozen.  She finally reached down and began
pulling her jeans on, without saying a word.  After that she began putting
her bra on.

   "Missy.  I love you just as much as I love my mom." Well, that was
probably a little white lie, he thought.  But he did love her a lot. 
Someday, maybe, it'd be there.  "There is room for both of you.  I can love
you both just as much.  Missy, I hate to make you decide, and damn.  You
don't have to decide anything if you don't want to.  But, all I can say is,
if you want me in your life you have to let my mom in, also.  She will love
you as much as she loves me.  I asked her yesterday that if you wanted to,
could you move in with us, and she said yes.  She loves you, and I love
you, and we want you here, with us."

   He finally just shut up.  She pulled her shirt on, as if she was in a
trance.  He hoped that she wasn't shocked beyond all repair.  He hoped she
wasn't disgusted.  Jeezus, he thought, she's a preacher's kid.  I've just
rocked her world maybe more than she can stand.  He cursed himself for
opening his mouth about this, without a better plan.

   Missy sat on the bed and slid her shoes on.  She turned to James and
regarded him.  Her face was blank, expressionless and her voice was free of
emotion.

   "James.  Thank you for a wonderful afternoon.  I will see you at school
tomorrow."

   "Missy.  Wait.  Let me take you back to Laura's..."

   "No, James.  That's okay.  I need to walk."

   She left his room, and he heard the stairs creak as she descended.  He
heard the front door close softly.  He sat on his bed, thinking, trying to
keep from crying.  What the hell, he thought, what the hell.  I had to tell
her, at some point.  I just had to tell her.



   --==+==-

   Jessica could tell he was upset, that evening.  She gave him his space,
though, and didn't push him.  That night he clung to her, and she thought
she could feel him calming down.  She gently drew him out, and they make
long slow comfortable love for what seemed like hours, until they both
gently came.  She held him, and finally he told her the events of the
afternoon.

   "James.  It's hard, but sometimes you have to just let them go, and hope
they come back.  I hope she does, for your sake, and hers."

   "She just seemed so...  empty or something...  like she was in shock..."

   "She probably was.  James...  the gravity of what we do together would
be very shocking, very profound to most people.  Incest...  what an ugly
word...  incest is frowned upon by most societies...  and for good
reason... until fail-safe birth control came along, incest was a very bad
idea.  Society may never catch up to the idea of it.  It's not easy, being
a trendsetter, James..."

   "Well, it will come out tomorrow, I guess, when I see her at school.  I
just hope she doesn't run away screaming."

   "Give her space, James.  Let her think.  Let her decide.  She's got a
lot on her mind, at the moment.  Don't expect her to choose right away."

   "I won't.  Thanks, mom...  I love you..."

   "I love you, James."



   --==+==-

   The next day, before school, James waited where he usually met Missy. 
With just a minute to spare, she showed up.  She looked him over, like he
was a strange insect, or maybe a pile of dog poop, he thought.  He gulped.

   "James.  Can I see you after school?  We need to talk."

   "Yes.  Yes, of course." He clumsily held his arms out, and she crammed
herself into them.  One last time, he thought.  One last time.  Her soft
warm body felt good, even with a jacket on.



   --==+==-

   They walked to James's house slowly.  James carried her books.  She led
him into the living room, instead of upstairs to his room.  Shit, James
thought.  He did not anticipate any sex play today.  She had seemed distant
and cool all the way home.  He could tell her mind was a thousand miles
away.  They sat on the couch, a good three feet between them.  She had
determined that, she had let him sit first, and then she had sat.  He felt
like that gulf was a thousand miles wide.  He wanted badly to touch her.

   "James." Missy said, staring blankly into the distance.

   "Yes." He said.

   "You told me some interesting things yesterday, James.  I spent a lot of
time thinking last night, thinking and talking to Laura." She stopped and
glanced at him.  "Don't worry, I didn't tell her...  everything..."

   "It's okay." James said.  "I trust you."

   "James.  I must admit I still don't really understand all of this.  But
I do know one thing.  I don't want to lose you, James.  I am not going to
give you up because of this.  I'm not sure if I can share you, but I'll
try."

   He scooted to her and seized her.  "Thank you, thank you." He felt like
he was going to cry, dammit.

   "I still have some questions, but I'm sure that you'll answer them in
good time.  James.  I will not come between you and your mother.  I'll walk
away before I do that.  Understand that.  Believe that.  You are a lucky
guy, James.  You have the only thing that I ever really wanted in life... a
love stronger than time, than law, than life almost...  the only taste of
it that I've had so far is with you, and I'm not ready to give that up...
over something as silly as you making love to your mom."

   She smiled as she said the last part.  He was hugging her and he
couldn't see her face, but he could hear the smile in her voice.  He
squeezed her closer, reveling in the warmth from her body, wanting to melt
with her.

   "Missy...  please be part of my family...  let us love you..."

   She hugged him back.  "James, James...  this is a bit overwhelming for
me, I'm not used to this...  but I do love you, dear.  No one has ever been
as nice to me as you have."

   They sat on the couch in the dark room, and held each other, and rocked
back and forth for the next hour.  James did not get bored, he loved
holding her, even if they just did that.  To his great surprise, the front
door opened, and his mom walked in.  He was shocked that so much time had
gone by.



   --==+==-

   Jessica just sat and nodded her head when James told her about telling
Missy their secret.  It didn't seem to bother her a bit.  Hell, nothing
bothers her, he thought.

   "Mom." He said.  "Thanks for everything.  Thanks for understanding, and
giving me this chance...  giving us this chance...  this means a lot to
me."

   "I can tell that, dear.  Let's just hope for the best, and keep going
on. This will work out.  I feel much better about it now than I did at
first."

   "Yeah, I do to." James said.  He fervently hoped things worked out for
Missy.  Even if he wasn't involved.  He'd always be involved, though, he'd
always try and be the best friend she had.  Even if they didn't fall
totally head-over-heels in love, so what.  He just wanted her to be happy.
She deserved a chance to be happy.



   --==+==-

   Friday finally rolled around.  James invited Missy out to eat with
Jessica and himself, and she agreed.  She followed him home from school,
and suffered him to paw and rub on her body, laughing.  James finally got
the nerve to pull his dick out, and was surprised at the difference between
the old Missy and the new Missy.  She seized his dick like a shark seizes
an Australian triathlete, and proceeded to jerk and stroke on it until he
thought he would come.  He finally got it away from her when they heard the
door open below, and they hurriedly pulled on their clothes and went
downstairs to greet his mother.  His mother kissed them both, and asked for
a few minutes to get ready.

   They went and ate, and wandered around the town a bit.  They weren't
downtown, just their little part of town.  James thought about downtown, he
looked forward to maybe giving Missy a boat ride someday, and doing the
spire right with her, although he realized that she probably wasn't ready
for the total spire experience quite yet.  The future looked fun, though.
They were back home by ten, and the three of them sat in the living room.

   "Missy." Said James.  "I'm not trying to rush you...  but just so you
know, I'll be glad to take you back to Laura's, whenever."

   "Thank you, James." Said Missy.  She squirmed around a bit, almost
looking uncomfortable.  She glanced at Jessica, seeming to draw some
reassurance.  She finally said.  "James.  I told Laura and her mom...  that
I would probably stay with you guys tonight..."

   Oh jeezus.  How cool.  He managed to simply say, "Oh.  Okay."

   "James.  Please take me over there to get my stuff, okay?" She said.



   --==+==-

   When they arrived at Laura's, Laura's mother immediately grabbed James
and pulled him in the kitchen as the girls went to Laura's room.  She fixed
him with a steely gaze and a serious set of mouth, and he thought for a
moment about Virginia.  That seemed like a million years ago now.

   "James." Donna said.  He meekly nodded.

   "James.  This little girl has been through a lot.  And she has a lot
ahead of her.  I am going to trust you with her.  I want you to promise me
one thing."

   "Yes, ma'am." Said James.

   "She's a big girl now, and you're a big boy.  I expect you to both act
like adults.  That means respecting each other's wishes, and each other's
space.  I'm not stupid, I'm not going to tell you to keep your hands off of
her, if that's what she wants.  But this is still a bad situation, this
deal with her father.  Just don't make it worse."

   "Yes, ma'am." Said James.

   "The one thing I'm asking is, be kind to her.  Be gentle.  She's been
hurt, James, her whole life.  Let her feel safe with you.  I know you care
about her, that's all she's talked about all week.  I know it.  Laura knows
it.  Just remember, please, that she's a scared little girl who's been
treated harshly.  Please be kind to her."

   James nodded fervently, wondering how he could make this woman realize
the depths of his love and concern for Missy.  He seized her hands, for
some reason, and stared into her eyes, imploring her to understand.

   "I will, I will," He finally said.  "That's all I want for her, all I've
ever wanted...  just to see her happy, and, yes, safe, like you said.  Mrs.
Capastro, I love Missy very much, and my mom does, just as much.  She's
going to be there, with us, with my mom and I both.  Nothing will happen to
hurt her.  We won't let anything hurt her.  I can promise you that."

   The woman regarded him, with a little more warmth this time.

   "James.  Just give her a chance to grow.  She's a good girl, she just
needs time to heal."

   James nodded.  The girls showed back up at this time, saving him.  He
took Missy's suitcases out to the car, and put them in the trunk before he
realized just how much stuff she was bringing.

   In the car on the way back home he said, "Missy?  Was that all your
stuff?"

   "Yes." Was all she said.  He thought, shit.  And here she comes.  He
felt high.



   --==+==-

   That night, as it got later and later James didn't know what to do. 
Finally, when Missy went to his room and began to unpack her night things,
he had a hurried conference in the kitchen with his mother.

   "Mom!" He squeaked.  "What should we do...  about tonight?"

   "James, James." Jessica regarded him with amusement.  "I thought you
would have this planned out a little better."

   "Well, yes...  I'm just not sure where to put her."

   "Well, as I see it, you have three choices.  You can put her in your
room, and sleep there with her, if she's willing, although your bed is a
little narrow for that.  You can put her in your room, and you sleep with
me, if you think she can handle that.  Or we can give her the guest room."

   "Oh shit oh shit.  What do you think I should do?"

   "Just ask her.  Silly boy."

   James trudged upstairs to ask Missy.  He hmmm'd around a bit, and
finally just decided to come right out and ask her.

   "Missy.  What about sleeping arrangements?  How do you want to do it?"

   She was silent a moment, regarding him.  "James.  Where do you sleep. 
In here?"

   "Missy.  I haven't slept in here for ages.  I sleep with my mom."

   She digested that.  She was silent for a while.  He wondered if she had
somehow shut the whole James-sleeping-with-his-mom thing out of her mind.
She finally turned to him, and let him take her soft body into his arms.

   "James.  I don't want to sleep alone, my first night here.  I'm not sure
if I can.  Is...  is there room for me?  With you and your mother?"

   "Oh, Missy, of course there is!" He hugged her tighter, and gave her a
kiss.  That wasn't one of his mother's choices, but he knew Jessica pretty
well by now.  He didn't figure she'd mind.

   "James." Missy was motionless in his arms.  "Will you still...  do it...
with me there?  You do still do it, don't you?"

   Better to know now, he thought.  Better to know now.  "Maybe." He said.

   "Okay." She said simply.



   --==+==-

   James raced downstairs to talk to his mother.  Jessica regarded him as
he hurriedly explained Missy's wish, and then she laughed.  "James.  Of
course I don't care.  I didn't suggest that because it didn't occur to me.
But of course."

   "Mom...  as much as I hate to, could we not...  not have sex tonight? 
Just give her a little time to get used to us?"

   "James, James.  What you must think of me.  Yes, I think I can stand one
night of no sex."

   "Honestly, mom.  It'll be the first night...  since..."

   "Yes, we're pretty predictable, aren't we?  Maybe this will be good for
us."



   --==+==-

   James and Missy stayed up for a few minutes after his mom went to bed.
They finally went to James's bedroom, and Missy dressed in a frilly little
nightgown thing, while James watched.  He thought she was beautiful, if a
bit over-dressed, but he understood.

   He led her to his mom's room.  His mom's room, and his room, as he now
thought of it.  His mom lay in bed, propped up on all the pillows, reading.
The comforter was down to her waist, and her firm, succulent breasts lay
exposed to view.  He felt a twitch from his dick.  Oh, this was going to be
hard.  Shee-it.  Something else was rapidly getting hard, too.

   He turned to Missy.  "Crawl in, I'll turn off the light." He turned out
the light.  His mom re-distributed the pillows, and crawled off to one side
of the bed.  Missy crawled into the other.  James stripped, in the dim
light, very aware of his erection.  He turned to the bed, and Missy
giggled, then clamped her hand over her mouth.

   "Well, gosh." Missy said.  "If you two both sleep naked, I'm going to
also." She crawled back out of bed as James crawled in.  She took her
nightgown off, and draped it over a chair, and then crawled back into bed.
She nestled and nuzzled up under James's arm, and laughed.

   "What's so funny?" James asked.

   "Just this." Missy said.  "If you'd told me a month ago I'd be doing
this, laying in bed with two other naked people, I'd have laughed in your
face.  Or slapped it."

   "Life takes peculiar twist and turns, sometimes." Said Jessica.  "Being
successful at life is just about knowing when to twist and when to turn."

   "I appreciate what you two are doing for me." Said Missy.  "You have
made me feel like part of your family."

   "We are glad to have you join us, Missy." Said Jessica.  James lay
between them, intensely aware of his hard cock laying against his stomach.
And he wasn't the slightest bit sleepy, he thought.  Shit.  This was going
to be difficult.

   He felt a questing hand from his mother's side brush his leg.  He
laughed silently to himself as she wrapped her fingers around his dick. 
She pumped slightly, slowly, languidly, not making the bed rock.  He sighed
and lay back.  They all three talked for a while of inconsequential things,
of the day, and the evening.  Missy didn't talk much, she mostly listened.
But, he was heartened to notice, she did speak up every now and then.

   He slid his hand under his mom's arm, and sent it sneaking towards her
pussy.  He felt down her smooth stomach, and felt the top of her slit.  He
began rubbing where he guessed her clit was.  She sighed deeply, and
murmured something, he didn't notice what.  Missy giggled.  What had she
said?

   It wasn't important.  Suddenly, from his other side, he felt Missy's
hand on his stomach.  He froze, almost saying something, then clamping his
mouth shut.  He didn't know what to do.  Shit.

   Missy's fingers touched his mother's fingers on his cock, and froze.  He
felt his mom freeze, also.  He was really frozen.  He felt a shaking from
Missy's side of the bed, and thought, shit, she's crying.  Oh jeezus, oh
sweet jeezus, she's crying.

   Jessica sat up, and looked across him at Missy.

   "I'm sorry dear, but I'll be glad to share..."

   James finally realized that Missy was laughing.  Shit.  He breathed a
mental sigh of relief.

   "Juh..." Missy still had a hard time calling his mom by her first name.
He'd struggled all evening to get her to stop saying "Miss Gomez".  She
finally made the jump.  "Jessica.  I'm sorry.  I'm sorry but I can't stop
laughing."

   They both regarded her with bemusement as she giggled.  Finally she
settled down.

   "You guys are fun.  You guys are cool.  I'm so jealous of what you have,
and the time that you've already had.  Thanks again for letting me in."

   "Missy." James said.  "Would you mind if my mom and I fucked?"



   --==+==-

   As James plunged his hard cock deep inside his mother's willing body,
Missy lay on her side, two feet away, her head supported by her arm, and
watched.  She was amazed and impressed.  She thought of her experiences
touching James's cock.  She thought of the times that James had made her
come.  She could see Jessica was enjoying this very much, more than James,
it looked like.  As Jessica got closer and closer to coming, Missy got
apprehensive, wondering what would happen.  If it's anything like mine, she
thought, it will be spectacular.  She felt a stab of jealousy.  I want my
turn, she thought.

   James was a little nervous.  Surely not at performing in front of Missy,
he was kind of used to fucking with an audience by now.  He didn't know
why. He didn't know if he should come, or save some for Missy.  She didn't
seem to be ready, yesterday or this afternoon.  But, now, she was laying
there, calm as could be, watching him fuck his mother.  The most natural
thing in the world, he thought, would be for him to get his mom off, and
then move to Missy.  It would be a dream come true, he thought.

   His mom finally came, a real screamer, he thought, and she yipped and
snuffled and even did scream a little bit.  He wondered if she was turned
on, fucking in front of Missy.  He wondered if his mom found Missy
attractive.  How could she not?  Missy was a fabulous looking girl, just
like his mom was a fabulous looking lady.  They would make a good couple,
he thought.  She-it.  Let's hope they don't like each other too much.

   He finally slowed to a stop, and rolled off.  He lay for a moment,
tired, and then raised his head to look at Missy.  She just giggled, and
shook her head.  She seems to be handling this okay, James thought.

   He waited a few minutes until the sweat on his body dried, and then he
turned to face Missy.

   "Goodnight, darling." He said, and leaned forward to give her a quick
kiss.

   "Oh, heck." Said Missy.  "You are not gonna do that to me.  You are only
halfway done, James."

   Jessica giggled at that.  James thought, oh thank you, thank you.  He
crawled up a little further onto Missy, wrapping his lips around her,
feeling her breasts on his chest.  They kissed, and kissed again.  He
finally rolled over and pulled her warm body on top of his own.  He ran his
hands up and down her back, rubbing her, and kneading her sweet, sweet ass.
He sunk his fingers into her firm ass, and spread her cheeks apart, opening
and closing them.  He put a finger up to her asshole, wanting badly to push
it inside, but deciding to let her set the pace on that one.

   Missy lay on top of him, and did that thing where she went outside
herself, and regarded herself from a distance.  She usually only did that
when her dad was whipping on her, but it seemed like a good time to do it,
now.  It was good, this time.  Everything looked fine from out there.  She
came back.  She could feel James's fingers on her ass.  She seemed to be
conscious of every place where her body touched his.  She could even feel
Jessica's leg, where it lay next to her.  It had been fascinating to watch
the two of them...  fuck...  she thought.  She knew about sex, but hell,
how many people, how many kids have ever just sat there and watched it
happen?  She was still slightly jealous of Jessica, that Jessica had had
this for what, six months now?  Missy felt like she'd wasted a lot of time.
Somebody owed her some back wages or whatever the sexual equivalent was.

   He stopped for a moment, and let her attention come back from that
far-away place that she seemed to go to every now and then.

   James felt hard, rock hard.  He was thankful he hadn't come yet.  He
wondered if Missy was really ready tonight, so quickly.  She'd said she was
still a virgin.  He felt a little bit of nervousness, and wondered if that
was how Robert had felt when he'd deflowered Anthelea.  If he did it, he
wanted badly to do it right.  He wanted to make it special for Missy.  He
wondered if he should encourage her to wait until tomorrow night, and pop
her cherry her in his bedroom.  He wondered if she would be a little more
uninhibited without Jessica in the room.  Weirdly, so far, Jessica's
presence hadn't seemed to bother her any.  Seeing James fuck his own mother
hadn't seemed to bother her a bit.  The things we can get used to, thought
James.

   He rolled Missy over, and breathed in her ear, tickling her.  She said
"Ja-ames..." and giggled.  He heard his mother laugh.

   "Missy." He whispered, feeling guilty at shutting his mom out of the
conversation.  But he felt like he had to give Missy a chance.  "Do you
want to wait until tomorrow night, and do it in my room?"

   "James." She said, out loud.  "No.  Now."

   Shit-fire.  Now it was.



   --==+==-

   There was a lot of situating, and getting comfortable, and quite a bit
of preliminary kissing and squeezing and such.  Finally James crawled up on
top of Missy, and fit his legs down inbetween hers.  He rubbed her clit
with the shaft of his cock for a long time, getting her warmed up, and kind
of hoping she's come at least a little bit that way.  He looked to the
side, to see his mom laying on her side, a mirror image of how Missy had
lain earlier, watching him fuck around, her head held up by her arm.  She
smiled encouragingly at him, and he felt a wave of love for her sweep over
him.  She was so generous to do this, he realized, so generous to share. 
She would do anything for me, he realized.  Sharing him was nothing
compared to the things she'd do for him.  She would way more than die for
him.  She would way more than kill for him.  I cannot ever forget this, he
thought, I cannot ever forget the depth of her love for me.  I will not.

   His mind returned to the present.  Missy was moaning and writhing
beneath him.  Jeezus, he thought, we haven't even started to fuck yet.  He
was sure she'd had some kind of orgasm.  He finally slowed, feeling her hot
little tongue in his mouth and her breasts firm, huge nipples hard, beneath
his hands.  She was so hot, so hot.  Almost as hot as his mother.

   "Missy...  darling..." He whispered loudly, wanting his mom to hear
also. "Are you ready?"

   "Yes, James...  do it..." she said softly, staring at him, love fighting
with lust in her eyes.

   He rolled onto one hip, trying not to crush her leg, and squinched down
slightly, bringing the cap of his dick up to her cunt.  He spent the next
few minutes just pushing it in slightly, wiggling and worrying it about,
trying to get her used to the feeling of it.  She made funny noises, and
almost acted like she was impatient, he thought.  He finally fit the cap of
his dick directly into the softest, warmest, wettest part of her pussy, and
slowly began to push.  He had to put more and more pressure onto it, and
finally, suddenly, the head of his dick slid into her.  She sucked a breath
of air, and then gasped, and he pushed a little further.

   "Darling...  tell me if it hurts, if you want me to stop..." she nodded,
convulsively.  He pushed a little further, figuring he was a few inches in,
and then pulled out and pushed back in.  She gasped and gulped again.  He
pushed further.

   At last he was in all the way.  His groin nestled against hers.  He
stopped and just lay there, savoring the moment.  She sighed beneath him,
bringing her arms up, squeezing her hands into fists.

   "Oh...  James..." She breathed.  "Thank you, thank you..."

   He'd never before been thanked in the middle of a fuck, he thought.  He
slowly pulled his dick halfway out of her, and pushed it back in.  She
couldn't breathe when he pulled out, and gasped and sucked air as he pushed
in.  It felt like that the bottom of her stomach was falling out.  It felt
wonderful, she decided.

   He pumped for a long time, he thought.  He kind of started wondering if
she was going to come at all.  But when she did, there was no doubt that
she was coming.  Her hands slammed down on the bed, hard, and her legs
kicked.  Her back arched so far and hard he could almost hear vertebrae
cracking.  She gave a huge moaning groan, and came.  Lord, the girl came,
he thought.  She came good.  I did that?  He thought.  Damn.  I'm good.

   She lay, exhausted and almost lifeless, as he let himself come inside
her.  He felt spurt after spurt of semen leave his body, and enter hers. 
Life, he thought, I'm giving her part of my life, part of my living body.
Blessed art thou amongst women, he thought, loving her.  Oh god, I'm
coming, I'm coming.  Shit.  I came.  Jeezus.  He lay on her body, breathing
deeply, sucking cool air into his lungs.  His back and ass were wet with
sweat.  His chest, where it lay against her, was slick with sweat, as was
his groin and thighs.  He felt immensely tired.  Tired and good.

   He woke later, and rolled off of her.  She didn't even wake up.  He
turned to his mom to see her regarding him in the dim light, grinning.  He
moved his face to her and kissed her, loving her more than ever.  Goddam,
he thought, goddam.  How can it be more, each time.  I know love is a
mental thing, an immaterial thing, but how can there continuously be more,
each time.  What am I really giving, when I love?  What is filling up? 
Will it ever be full?

   "James." His mother whispered.  "You did good tonight."

   "Mom." He whispered back.  "Thank you.  Thank you for everything.  I
love you.  I love you, mom, I love you."

   "I love you too, dear." She kissed him sweetly, and he lay down, and
wrapped her in his arms.  He could feel the warmth of Missy's body against
the back of his body.  He basked in the warmth of the two of them, feeling
surrounded by them, enclosed.  He was happy.



   --==+==-

   Missy fit into the family nicely.  She was sweet-natured, and easy to
get along with.  She seemed a little in awe of Jessica at times,
intimidated by her at times, but mostly just comfortable with her.  The
three of them continued to sleep together, always with James in the middle,
and he made love to each at least once every night.  One day, that first
week, after they got home from school, James had a thought, and he turned
and spoke to Missy.

   "Missy..." He grinned at her, to let her know he was kidding, kind of.
"Missy, darling...  would you ever make it with a girl?"

   "Make what, James." She turned back to her homework.

   "You know, silly...  make love..."

   "Only one, James.  Only one."

   "Laura?"

   She stopped and gave him a look.  He wondered if he'd gone to far.

   "No, James.  Laura is my best friend, but I don't find her, uhm, sexy."

   "I see." He said, still wondering.

   "James.  The only female I would consider making it with is your mother.
Does that bother you?"

   "Nope." Bother him?  Hell.  That was perfect, as far as he was
concerned. Nothing left now but the details, he thought.



   --==+==-

   That night, as the three of them crawled in bed, James took Missy's
spot. She regarded him for a moment.  "Sorry, darling." He said.  "You're
in the middle tonight."

   She snapped her fingers and said, "Damn."

   "Don't worry." He said.  "It's hard work but it's worth it." He kissed
her, holding both his and her noses and they breathed the same air in and
out of each other's lungs until they were both dizzy from oxygen
deprivation.  He fucked her slowly and gently at first, and then picked up
the pace and pounded a little harder.  Missy hadn't had a really hard fuck
from him yet, he knew that would come later, when she got more used to it.
She finally came, kicking against the bed, drawing her hands into fists,
gasping and moaning.  He felt like it was a good come.  He slowed and
finally stopped, pulling away from her, to the side of the bed.  He lay
just like the girls did, on his side, with his head up on his hand.  He
could see his mother regarding him from the other side of the bed.  He made
a motion with his free hand...  see?  She's all yours...

   His mother slowly, almost cautiously approached Missy, and brought her
face closer and closer to Missy's.  Missy opened her eyes, and smiled a
beautiful smile.  She parted her lips, and let Jessica approach.  Jessica
tentatively touched Missy's lips to her own, and the two girls kissed. 
Missy mumbled something, and moaned.  Jessica crawled on top of her, and
they kissed some more.  Jessica pulled away, and slowly began moving her
body down.  Down, down...  she stopped at the top of the Y of Missy's cunt.
Missy's legs were already spread to allow Jessica to fit inside them, and
she spread them further.  Jessica slowly dropped her face into Missy's
groin, and began to suck.

   There passed the most enjoyable time Missy had ever had in her life. 
She felt unfaithful to James for a minute, and then she thought... 
James... James can do this, too.  He will do this, from now on.  I will
never again go to sleep at night, Missy decided, until I have this done to
me.  To my pussy.  Every night.  She surrendered to an orgasm, the first of
many that night.  Jessica was good...  her practice with Kat, and Anthelea
and Alice stood her well.  Jessica loved the taste of the girl, fresh and
clean and sweet and sweaty and hell, just plain pussy taste.  The girl
tasted great.  If I could put this in a bottle, Jessica thought, I'd be a
billionaire.  Goddam, goddam.  She pounded Missy's clit with her tongue,
feeling the little bud of flesh, tasting it.  It tasted delicious.

   Her hands were up on Missy's firm breasts, squeezing the hard nipples.
Her tongue was on Missy's cunt, licking her clit.  Jessica rubbed her own
tits on Missy's leg, wanting to feel everything, every part of her that she
could.  She wanted to remember this, as much as she wanted to remember
every time with James.  She loved Missy, not as desperately as James, but
she loved the girl.  She loved her, and actually also liked her.  Missy was
sweet and gentle, a tiny delicate flower that had been stomped into the mud
too many times.  Jessica felt compassion for the girl.  Compassion, and
lust.  That was a good combination she decided.  Compassion, and lust.

   James lay, resting.  It was satisfying and hornyfying to watch his women
fuck each other.  This was going to be fun, he decided.  He looked forward
to eating Missy's pussy for the first time.  He looked forward to sticking
his tongue in her asshole for the first time.  He really looked forward to
her sucking his dick for the first time.  He felt, again, a wave of love
for the two spread over him like the glow from a furnace.  James had a good
life.  He knew it already, at age sixteen.  He hoped it always went uphill.
There hadn't been many downhills in it, he realized, and he felt like he
owed almost all of that to his mother.  His beautiful, beautiful mother,
whom he had yet to fuck this evening.  Maybe even more than once.  It just
got better and better.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 16 : Springtime

   The school year was half over.  Things were still going well for James,
which was starting to make him nervous.  Things didn't usually go this well
for this long.  Well, he thought, bring it on.  My life is pretty good. 
Anything from here on out is probably downhill.  Things were going great
with Jessica, of course.  Jessica bent over backwards to make James happy.
His happiness was hers.  She shared him with Missy freely, unstintingly,
and, of course, she took her share of Missy, also.  The two of them got
along very good, something that James realized was unusual in the female
world.  Neither of them seemed to be the slightest bit jealous of the
other. The three of them still slept in Jessica's bed, and James could
count on one hand the number of times that he had not fucked them both in
one night.

   In fact, if James had a problem, that was it.  There were times when he
was just plain tired.  It seemed like he was always horny, but sometimes he
just wanted a rest.  Missy loved to have her pussy eaten and licked, and
there were a few times she was just satisfied with that only, but James
tried hard to please both his women.  Sometimes, he did wish Robert was
still around, though, to help out.

   Robert and Anthelea had settled into a routine, almost a young married
couple routine.  Though, to hear Robert tell it, there was nothing routine
about their sex life.  Anthelea had evolved into a voracious sexual
predator, Robert told James, and she required long pounding sex every
night. Robert loved it, but he claimed, at times, to be tired out also.

   Anyway, that was life.  The winter was mild, at least, and school was
easy.  No problems in gym class.  Every great once in a while the coach
took them on a sneak peek attack on the girl's locker room, his and James
and Robert's little secret.

   James's biggest problem for a long time had been Marissa, but that even
had seemed to clear itself up.  After a long spell with almost no messages
from her, he finally got a faintly apologetic one talking about how life
must go on and how impossible long distance relationships were and so on.
The next one, where Marissa admitted to having a boyfriend, was no
surprise, and was a relief, actually.  James was sweet and understanding,
and a few weeks later told Marissa he had a girlfriend now, and he thought
the whole thing had worked out well.  Marissa said she still hoped they
could be boyfriend and girlfriend next summer, and James said, of course,
even though he was already making plans to take Missy to the camp.  Missy
and Marissa, now...  hmmmm...

   Missy was still a work in progress, he thought.  She was evolving,
coming further and further out of a shell that she didn't even know she was
in.  She was completely uninhibited with James and Jessica, but shy at
times around others.  She had struck up a friendship with Anthelea, to
James's pleasure, and the two of them were, at times, inseparable.  He felt
they were good for each other, in spite of the age gap.

   Missy had grown sexually, of course, from her starting point of nothing.
She loved oral sex, receiving it especially, but she had made great strides
at giving it, also.  Jessica was a good teacher, and more than a few nights
had been spent with the two of them giggling and trading licks as they
slobbered over James's dick, Jessica giving pointers to the other girl.

   James finally got his tongue in Missy's asshole, and his expectations
were lived up to.  Missy had a sweet, sweet ass, and he loved it dearly. 
She had also begun to shave her pussy, which excited him, although he had
thought her little patch of fuzz was cute.

   Anyway.  Friday night rolled around, an unusually mild one for December,
and Jessica, in a fit of boredom, got on the phone.  Soon she had Robert
and Anthelea lined up to go out, and a few minutes later Dylan and Alice
were good to go, too.  She approached James with the idea, but suggested
that if he needed private time with Missy she'd understand.  James just
laughed.  He knew what would probably end up happening on this outing, and
he kind of wanted to get Missy in the middle of it, to see how she'd do.

   Robert and Anthelea showed up, and they all piled into Jessica's car,
and went and picked up Dylan and Alice.  Where was Kat, James wondered, and
Alice replied that she was staying with a friend.  James halfway wished she
could have come along, but he understood.  Obviously Alice and Dylan still
didn't know the depth of Kat's relationship with James, if relationship it
could be called.  The depth of her playing around.  Whatever.

   They went to a hole-in-the-wall BBQ place on the wrong side of town, and
had a fine dinner.  Missy seemed to fit right in, to James's pleasure, and
seemed right at home with the rest of the group.  James hoped that she
wouldn't be too embarrassed when and if the panties dropped.  He just had a
feeling that was in the cards for the night.  It had been a while since
they'd done something like this.

   They made their way downtown, and wandered around the river a while. 
The boat rentals were all shut down for the winter.  It was pretty chilly
that close to the river, anyway.  James was glad he'd brought a jacket.  He
was entranced to see eight hard nipples on the girls, at least, when he
could see inside their jackets.  Winter did have its advantages.

   Dylan just started laughing when Jessica walked them to the Spire. 
Alice shook her head.  Missy looked puzzled.

   "Come on," Jessica said.  "Let's see what Don is up to."

   They went into the building.  Jessica was sad to see Don was not there
tonight.  It was some new guy, a young kid, behind the security desk.

   "Where is Don?" Jessica asked him.  The guy just smiled.

   "Don's in Florida with his family.  I'm usually the day guy.  I lost the
draw, so now I'm on nights for a week."

   "I see." Said Jessica.  "Don is a good friend of ours.  We just
wondered."

   "Are you the..." The guy paused, seemingly kind of embarrassed, "The...
uhm...  rooftop club?"

   Jessica laughed, and everyone else smiled.

   "Why, yes.  We are.  I guess you could call us that."

   "Don, uhm, warned me about you guys.  If you'll go on up, I'll kill the
power to the 'vaters for a while...  if it suits you, of course."

   Jessica smiled sweetly.  She had decided she liked the kid.  She reached
behind James and took his billfold, got out a ten, and went around behind
the desk.  She slid the money into the guy's pocket, and kissed him on the
cheek.

   "Eric..." She said, reading his badge.  She whispered to him for a
while, causing him to blush.  He finally nodded to her.

   "Okay." She said, returning to the group.  "Let's go on up."

   They ascended to the top of the building.  In the lee side of the
elevator blockhouse, the wind wasn't too bad.  They got their fill of the
view fairly quickly, and James hugged Missy to him for warmth, whispering
in her ear, "Darling...  don't be surprised...  you know how my mom is..."

   Missy just looked puzzled.

   "Well?" Said Anthelea.  She surprised them all by reaching beneath her
skirt and pulling off her panties.  Jessica started laughing.

   "Patience, dear.  We are waiting on Eric."

   "Eric?" somebody else said.

   "Do the math, people." Jessica said.  "Four girls, three guys.  We need
another dick.  Otherwise I'm left out in the cold."

   Everybody laughed.  Alice even seemed ready, she was clinging to Dylan
and kissing on him.

   "Gonna be kinda breezy..." Said Anthelea, walking to the fence, and
touching the railing.  "Ouch.  Cold."

   "Well, we'll just have to make our own heat." Said Jessica.  About that
time the elevator dinger dinged, and Jessica disappeared to the front.  She
returned a minute later with Eric in tow, now looking kind of shy and
nervous.

   "Well, my friends." Jessica said.  "Let's do the spire right.  The
railing is kind of cold, though...  in fact, it's just pretty damn cold out
here...  wanna move inside, to the stairwell?"

   They all crowded through the door and into the top of the stairwell. 
The very top of the stairwell.  James looked down, straight down, in the
space between the stairs.  Down sixty stories, kind of dizzying.  Jessica
began organizing.

   "Okay, ladies, there's a handrail...  panties off and butts out..."
Alice and Missy pulled their panties down, and handed them to their
respective partners.  Jessica wasn't wearing any panties, of course.  James
had guessed correctly.

   "Eric.  We are glad you could join us this evening.  I assume the
elevator is off now, not that it really matters since we are indoors."

   He nodded.

   "Well, please don't be shy.  Okay, folks...  let's fuck!"

   The guys began unzipping.  Eric joined in, at least.  Jessica had
positioned him right behind her.

   James was proud of Missy.  She seemed to just jump right in.  He leaned
forward and kissed her, and pulled her skirt up over her now naked rump. 
He leaned back, and began to work his cock into her cunt.

   Next to her, Dylan was already inside Alice.  She braced herself on the
railing, and spread her legs as wide as she could.  Dylan thumbed her
asshole, and fucked away at her cunt.  Her beautiful, juicy cunt.

   Robert and Anthelea were already going hard at it, their thighs slapping
together, echoing down the concrete walls.  Anthelea hung her head over the
railing, staring down sixty stories, but seeing nothing, her mind totally
consumed with the feelings of fucking.

   Eric, Jessica was pleased to notice, had been hard as soon as he pulled
his dick out.  His dick was no monster, maybe a tiny bit over normal, but
it was thick, at least.  He pushed carefully into her cunt, and it felt
good.

   "Eric..." She leaned back, and spoke to him.  "I hope we don't get you
in trouble."

   "It'll...  be worth it...  if so...  honestly, no once ever comes around
this late...  and of course no one's coming up here now..."

   She laughed, and relaxed, letting him fuck her.  He seemed eager, if a
bit inexperienced, and she was glad he had been willing to join their
little group.  The eight of them fucked for a while in companionable
silence, with just groans and Anthelea's occasional growl.

   "I...  uhm..." Eric was embarrassed.  "I don't even know your name."

   "Oh, I'm sorry!  I am Jessica." She stuck her hand awkwardly back behind
her, and he shook it.

   "I'm Eric.  You know that.  Pleased to meet you."

   That seemed funny to her, from a guy she was being fucked by, and she
laughed.  Suddenly she had another idea.

   "Okay, folks!" She announced.  "Gentlemen!  Pull out!"

   Solemnly, like she was their coach or something, all the guys pulled
out.

   "Now, two steps to the right.  Robert, down there on the end, you come
up here to me."

   All the guys moved down one, and Robert came to Jessica.  James felt a
few moments of worry about how Missy would take this, now that Eric was
behind her instead of him.  She met his gaze, and he smiled encouragingly
at her.  He began to probe around for Alice's cunt, between her legs.

   Missy didn't seem to be bothered by changing partners.  No one did, in
fact.

   Anthelea growled away as Dylan pumped her cunt.  He was happy, he
thought Anthelea was the coolest thing ever, and he was overjoyed to get to
fuck her.  She had an ungodly tight pussy, he thought, and it made his dick
feel gigantic.  He caressed and rubbed her beautiful ass, and ran his hands
over her flat, tight stomach.  She was so sexy, and she seemed to be loving
this.  He was.

   Missy could tell the difference between Eric's dick, and James's.  Of
course, Eric wasn't near as long, hardly anyone was that.  But his dick
felt thicker, wider than James, and it felt good.  He reached down and
rubbed around on her clit for a while, and then began to squeeze her
breasts.  This is the first guy other than James, she thought to herself.
It didn't seem to bother her a bit, though.  We are just playing around,
she thought, just having fun.  And it was fun.

   Jessica and Robert made love just like the old days.  He was comfortable
in her.  He felt right, to her, just like James did.  He still loved
fucking her, and she still loved being fucked by him.

   Jessica gave it about ten minutes, she guessed.  She could tell Anthelea
was getting close to coming, from her growls.

   "Folks!  Advance!" Jessica finally said, and the guys moved down one
each.  Eric sank his dick into Alice, and Robert was fucking Missy for the
very first time.  Dylan plunged into Jessica, and James, to his delight,
pushed his cock into Anthelea's tightness for the second time.  Lord, the
girl was tight, even yet.  It almost hurt at times.

   Anthelea got louder and louder, and, to James's amusement, she exploded
into an orgasm.  She yelled, she literally yelled, her shouts echoing down
the sixty flights of stairs.  Tiny, tinny hollow voices came back up, her
voice, her shouts.  Everyone else giggled, while Anthelea came down from
her orgasm.

   "You're not done yet, darling." Jessica told her.  "We have one more
round to go."

   "I don't know if I can take another one." Said Anthelea, hanging limply
over the railing.  Saliva dribbled from her mouth, falling into space.  She
looked exhausted.

   "Final move!  Time to come!" Jessica said, feeling close to ten minutes
had gone by.  She was ready to come, now, she felt like it was close.  And
James was just the one for it.  James could always make her come, she knew.

   Dylan cautiously pushed his cock into Missy's tight cunt, feeling up
under her jacket for her grapefruit-sized breasts.  Dylan was enjoying
himself greatly, and he hoped Alice was, also.  He hoped that it wouldn't
make Alice jealous, him getting to fuck all these beautiful girls.  He
would try extra hard tonight to make her feel loved and appreciated when
they got home.  He did appreciate that she gave him this much freedom, and
that she was as uninhibited as she seemed to be.  Alice had come a long way
in the last few months.

   Eric was struggling a bit with the limp Anthelea.  She had a tight,
tight pussy, and he had a dick with a larger than normal girth.  He finally
leaned forward, and asked her if she was too tired, and did she want to sit
this one out.

   "Oh, no!" She seemed surprised that he would think such a thing.  "No,
please...  you can get it in...  I'll push back, okay?"

   Finally, after some work, Eric got his cock inside her.  She felt
extremely sexy to him, although almost painful, and he began to slowly pump
in and out.  He hesitantly reached forward, as he'd seen the other guys do,
and slid his hands beneath her jacket and tube top, and clasped her warm
soft breasts.  Her nipples were hard as steel.

   Eric wasn't a virgin, but he'd certainly never had anything like this
happen to him.  Four girls in one night.  Jeezus.  Not just any girls, four
exceptionally hot, foxy girls in one night.  From one obviously a few years
younger than he, to one old enough to be his mother.  And so sexy, each of
them.  He would remember this night, forever.

   Jessica came as James pumped her, and she squealed a little, and yipped,
causing everyone else to giggle at the echoes.  Alice finally came,
grunting and groaning a little, and she gave a little yip of her own, to
her surprise.  The silence stretched, as James and Robert slowed and
stopped, and then Anthelea surprised herself and everyone else by coming
again, fast and hard, with a growl that surely could be heard sixty stories
below them.  Eric came at that moment too, it was impossible for him to
hold it back any more.  Finally Missy got to come, as Dylan fucked her, and
she put all the girls to shame, her cries echoing up and down the stairs.
Dylan was almost panting as his thighs slapped her ass, and his hands
kneaded her soft tits.  He filled her with his sperm, feeling some of it
being pistoned out and splashing down their legs.

   Ann kissed Eric, and thanked him, causing him to blush.  "The pleasure
was all mine." He said.

   "Not all of it." Anthelea said.

   The ladies retrieved their panties, at least those who had worn panties,
the men put their dicks away, and everyone rearranged clothing.  Eric made
a call downstairs on his two-way, and got the elevator turned back on, and
they descended.  He solemnly shook Jessica's hand, and thanked her for a
wonderful evening.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 17 : Happy Valley

   That summer, James and Jessica's return to Happy Valley was quite a bit
different than their trip of the year before.  Six people were crowded into
Jessica's car this time.  Jessica, James, Missy, Robert, Anthelea and Kat.
James had suggested that Kat make the trip, and Alice was glad to let her.
Jessica had warned Alice that Kat might witness some very grown-up
activities, and Alice replied, "Jessica, I've seen Kat watching from the
hallway more than once while Dylan and I...  have fucked...  I don't think
you can shock her."

   Anyway, the trip was fun, and soon they were unpacking what few things
they had brought.  James, Jessica and Missy took one bedroom, Robert and
Anthelea the other, and Kat got the couch.  Within a minute of being there
Kat had stripped down, and she cavorted like a nude little monkey, finally
running out the door in search of other kids.

   Robert wasted no time getting naked, and Anthelea hesitantly left the
safety of her bedroom nude.  Missy didn't seem to be bothered at all,
stripping down quickly, but when James suggested they go look around the
camp she was a little more reticent.  Finally she summoned up her courage,
and they set out.

   James's first order of business was to find Marissa, and see how things
went with her.  He went to what he thought of as her cabin, but she wasn't
there.  They wandered around a while, and finally hitched up with the pack
of kids that ran around the camp.  James and Missy were about the oldest,
but the pack was forgiving, and soon they felt like they fit right in. 
There were a few old faces, and a lot of new ones.

   At last, when they all went to the ball field, there was Marissa.  She
and James hugged each other, and kissed, and James, with a few misgivings,
introduced Missy and Marissa.  The two shook hands politely, and seemed to
be sizing each other up.  At least it was not a catfight, James thought,
not yet.

   Tina flew into James's arms, and he hugged her tightly, introducing her
to Missy.  He did not see Belle, unfortunately.  Thomas slapped him on the
back, and called him a sorry-ass motherfucker, to everyone's amusement.  At
least those who knew the whole story about James and Jessica.

   The rest of the day passed leisurely, and they all had a campfire and
cookout that night.  It was well after midnight when they finally made
their way back to their cabin.  Anthelea was animated, and appeared to have
had a good day.  They all sat around on the couch and discussed the day,
and finally Robert and Anthelea went to their room.  Barely five minutes
passed before muffled growls began emanating from behind the closed door,
giving Kat a case of the giggles.

   Jessica finally went to bed, and James and Missy followed.  Kat bedded
down on the couch.  Once in bed, James and Jessica began a slow,
comfortable fuck, as Missy and Jessica kissed.  Jessica finally came, and
James slid off her and had just plunged into Missy's soft wetness when a
small knock came on the door.

   "Yes, dear?" Said Jessica, and Kat opened the door.

   "Aunt Jessica?  Can I sleep with you?  Or you with me?" It was Kat, of
course.  James and Missy had paused fucking.  Jessica tossed the sheet
back, and motioned for Kat to come to her.  She caught James's eye, and
nodded to him.

   "James, Missy...  continue...  we'll be alright..."

   Kat crawled right up on top of Jessica, and nestled inbetween Jessica's
spread legs.  Just like that, Kat fastened her lips onto Jessica's nipple,
and began sucking.  James laughed softly, and began pumping Missy again,
slowly and gently.  Kat acted like she was all alone in the world, like
there wasn't two adults fucking a foot from her elbow.  Jessica sighed and
relaxed, wondering how James and Missy would react when Kat moved down to
her pussy.

   Missy relaxed herself, and let James carry her away.  She knew all about
Kat, she knew more than Jessica knew, in fact, over time James had told her
most of his adventures with Kat.  Missy was getting very hard to surprise,
the more she hung around with James and Jessica.

   Missy finally came, a good one, panting and moaning, and James slowed
and finally stopped, cooling off.  Jessica finally had enough titty
sucking, and she flipped Kat's hot little body around on bottom, and buried
her lips around the young girl's cunt.  Kat smiled and lay limply as
Jessica licked and sucked her, and James and Missy watched bemusedly. 
Missy was entranced when Kat finally came, and she and Kat giggled and
giggled.  Jessica wrapped her arms around Kat and rolled her over on top.

   "Your turn!" She said, and Kat slid down her stomach, and began to lick
Jessica's pussy.  Missy decided then and there that she was going to have a
little of that tonight, too.  She raised up and leaned over to Jessica,
kissing her.  James finally got to rest, as Missy crawled over him to lay
beside Jessica.  Jessica came quickly, her tongue in Missy's mouth, and her
clit being licked by a clever little tongue.

   "Thank you, dear." Jessica said, as Kat finally crawled back up her
body. She lay for a while, holding the young girl, rubbing her back, and
squeezing her cute little ass.  Kat lazily raised up and kissed her, a long
open-mouth very adult kiss, and Jessica kissed back, enjoying the clean
taste of the girl.  Jessica reached beneath Kat, and began to squeeze her
pussy lips together, pressing Kat's clit inbetween the lips as she
squeezed. Kat jerked and giggled and hiccuped, and Jessica began to finger
her little asshole with her other hand.  Kat was in heaven, she had never
had this much stimulation before, and she responded well to it, being young
and uninhibited enough to enjoy it without reservation.  Missy watched from
a foot away, amused and turned on, wishing she'd had someone to do stuff
like this with when she was Kat's age.

   When Kat finally came up for air, Missy leaned into her face, and
whispered "Kat darling, I'll lick your pussy if you'll lick mine..."

   Kat grinned and laughed softly.  She leaned down and kissed Jessica one
last time, and then crawled across, to where she was inbetween the two
older women.  She lay back, and turned her head to Jessica, and the two
began to kiss again.  Missy got the message, that she was to go first.  She
turned over and scooted down Kat's slender sexy body, took a deep breath,
and touched her tongue to the young pussy.

   This is it, Missy thought, I'm licking a girl's pussy...  It didn't
matter to her that the girl was only ten years old.  A pussy was a pussy.
Kat tasted incredible to her, sexy and sweaty, a heady mixture she had
tasted before on her own fingers, but much more intense.  She began to lick
and suck in earnest, wanting to remember the tastes and sensations forever.
She licked up and down the little slit, pushing her tongue as far into it
as she could.  God the girl tasted good.  She went as far down as she
could, and Kat obligingly scooted her butt up and spread her legs, letting
Missy finally lick her little asshole.  Oh god, Missy thought, oh god, that
is the sexiest taste I have ever tasted.  I can die now, I have tasted the
most wonderful little asshole ever.

   Missy finally concentrated on Kat's little clit, badly wanting the
little girl to come again.  Kat finally did, clenching up her legs and
feet, grasping the sheets with her hands, and trembling and shaking.  Missy
was proud of them both.  She lay, her face flat against Kat's cunt,
breathing in lightly pussy-scented air, happy.

   Kat finally stirred.  Missy rolled over, and Kat crawled on top of her,
and dragged herself down to Missy's pussy.  Oh god, thought Missy, this
little girl is fixing to eat me out.  She spread her legs wide, and put a
hand on each side of her crotch, spreading her pussy wide.  Kat dropped her
lips right on Missy's clit, causing the girl to jerk in pleasure.  God the
kid was good, Missy thought.  Kat sucked hard, pulling Missy's clit into
her mouth, and Missy almost came then and there.  She relaxed, and let Kat
carry her away.  She was barely aware of James laughing silently beside
her. She felt a slow, powerful almost calm orgasm building deep in her gut,
and began to breathe deeply, knowing it was going to be a strong one.  A
good one.



   --==+==-

   The next day James and Jessica took Robert and Anthelea to the lake. 
Lake, pond, whatever.  Jessica related the amusing story of her and James
fucking in the water, and the kids spying on them.  James just shook his
head.  Anthelea strode right out in the water, and turned.

   "Well," she said.  "What are we waiting for?"

   James and Jessica laughed, and surveyed the shoreline for spectators. 
They and made their way out into the water, and the boys paused for a few
moments, waking up their dicks.  James finally slid into Jessica, feeling
the hot tightness of her wonderful pussy, and he grinned at Robert, who was
already energetically fucking away at Anthelea.

   After the girls came, they made their way to the ghost town, and then
wandered back to the camp.  They joined up with Missy and Kat, and the six
of them passed the afternoon laying in the sun at the pool.  Kat wandered
off with the pack of camp kids, and James and Missy hooked up with Marissa
and the older kids.  They all ended up in somebody's cabin, relating
stories of the winter that had just passed, and related trivia.

   Later, as they walked around the camp, James found himself inbetween
Marissa and Missy, each of them holding a hand.  He had talked to Missy
several times about Marissa, and he finally believed Missy completely when
she said that she had no problem with Marissa.  The two of them seemed to
get along fairly well, and James began to speculate about the possibility
of getting the two of them together.  Together in a carnal sense.

   They met Robert and Anthelea, and James guided them all to the north
plains of the camp, where the ghost shack was.  He didn't tell them last
time he was there he'd drank Tina's piss, though.  He turned to say
something to Missy, and realized with a shock that Missy and Marissa were
holding hands.  He was amazed.

   They stood inside the ghost shack.  Anthelea wrinkled her pretty nose at
the smell, and said, "Look at that mattress.  Someone has been fucking in
here."

   They all giggled.  "Somebody has done other stuff here, too, from the
smell." Said Marissa.

   "Well, it's too bad we don't have another dick in the crowd." Said
Anthelea.

   James hesitated, and looked at Missy.  She seemed amused.  "Well..." he
said hesitantly.  "Us guys aren't that...  outnumbered...  I think we could
manage if we shared..."

   As he passed her, James leaned into Missy and whispered, "Are you
alright with this, darling?"

   She just laughed and nodded.  He loved her dearly at that moment.  She
was so much like his mother, so giving.  He realized that she would
probably do almost anything just to make him happy.  He made a promise to
himself not to abuse that privilege, but to take advantage of it whenever
he could.

   Robert was already half hard.  Anthelea knelt on the dirty, dusty floor
and took his cock in her mouth, sucking him to fullness.  James could feel
his cock rapidly hardening, and he turned to Missy and Marissa, once again
surprised to see them locked together in a deep kiss.  He approached them,
and ran his hands down Marissa's body, squeezing her soft beautiful ass. 
He brought his hard cock up between her legs, and began to feel around for
her pussy.  She bent slightly to help him, her hands plastered to Missy's
breasts, breathing through Missy's nose.  James began fucking her.

   Marissa jumped the first time Anthelea growled, and they all giggled. 
Anthelea was standing, bent over at the waist, as Robert fucked her from
behind.  He had his hands on the sides of her hips, and pulled her into
him, and pushed her back as he pumped.  She breathed deeply, and growled
some more.

   Marissa had bent at the waist also, and now she slid her face down
Missy's body, stopping at the other girl's pussy.  Missy arched her back
and pushed her pussy out, spreading the lips with her hands, and Marissa
began to lick her clit.  James almost came when he saw that, and he
realized his wish was coming true.  Now he just wanted to sit back and
watch the two of them fuck around with each other.  But, he'd do his part.
He hooked his hands around Marissa's upper thighs, and pumped away. 
Marissa gasped and groaned, and licked away on Missy as best she could.

   Anthelea won the race, as usual, and she came, loud and hard.  Robert
had to finally grab her to keep her from falling down.  He slowed the pace,
not having come himself, figuring there might be more if he was prepared.

   Anthelea finally squatted down, resting, wishing the mattress wasn't so
filthy.  Missy had noticed Robert was still hard, and she looked over her
shoulder at him, and smiled.  Robert looked at her, and then Anthelea, who
just laughed at him, and waved her hand, motioning him to just go ahead. 
He came up behind Missy, and began to rub his hard dick around her pussy
and asshole.  He finally pushed into her, and began fucking her proper.

   James and Marissa were pumping her up into a massive orgasm, and she
wasn't sure if she could stay on her feet for it.  She finally came,
groaning loudly, shaking and jerking her hands and arms around.  James put
his hands around her belly protectively, still pumping her as best he
could, in spite of her twitches and gyrations.  She had a good cum, he
felt. He was glad he could do it for her.

   After James finally pulled out of Marissa, she turned and leaned on him
for a long time, resting.  He watched his best friend fuck his woman,
turned on by the sight of it.  Anthelea stood up lazily, and approached. 
She made her mouth into a little pouty thing, causing them all to laugh,
and said, "James...  since my husband is busy, will you fuck me?"

   James just laughed, and Marissa moved to make room for Anthelea.  As
James lined his hard cock up with Anthelea's cunt, Anthelea grasped Marissa
by the shoulders, and began to kiss her.  James and Robert were both
surprised, and turned on.  Finally James got his dick in Anthelea's tight
cunt, and began to pump and pound her, like he knew she liked.  Ann and
Marissa were exploring each other's mouths with their tongues by now, their
arms around each other.  James was very turned on.  This was a good idea,
he thought.  He just wished his mother was there to share in this.  Maybe
tomorrow.

   A movement in the corner of his eye attracted his attention.  He turned
to the window, and there were Kat and Tina, watching the whole scene,
giggling and laughing.  Silly kids, he thought, laughing himself.



   --==+==-

   That night, Kat just came right into bed with the three of them.  She
didn't even ask.  While James and Missy fucked Kat sucked on Jessica's
titties, and then the two of them rolled, and Jessica began sucking Kat's
little pussy.  When Missy finally came, hard and loud, Kat just lay there
beside her and giggled.  James was really turned on, to be fucking a
beautiful sexy girl while two more lay beside her...  it was pretty intense
for him...  Kat wasn't exactly innocent, but she was young and sweet and
funny...  she still really turned him on.

   Later that night, after he had thoroughly fucked Jessica and everyone
had gone to sleep, James lay on his back, snoozing.  Marissa and Jessica
were on the outsides, and James lay next to Kat, in the middle.  He felt
her little hand creep across his waist, and finally grasp his cock.  As
tired as his cock was, it still began to harden, just from the feeling of
her hot little hand.  He turned his head to face her, and in the dimness he
could see her grinning at him.

   His cock had hardened up most of the way, and Kat had a tight hold on
it. She lay on her side, and lifted her leg, bending it at the knee,
exposing her little cunt.  She placed the tip of his dick at the mouth of
her pussy, having to scoot backwards a little ways, his dick was so long.
For several minutes he slowly pumped in and out an inch or so, just
pressing the cap of his dick against her sweet little cunt.  There still
wasn't much danger he'd go inside her, she was so small and tight.  Still,
it was fun, and kind of like the old days, just to lay there and rub and
press against her.  He felt a deep kinship with Kat for some reason, and he
loved her dearly.  He knew she loved him.  Finally he just grabbed the
middle of his dick and wiggled it back and forth, feeling the cap of it
slide up and down Kat's little pussy.  Her wet little pussy.

   Kat finally had one of her little cums, wiggling and shaking, as he
rubbed the tip of his dick on her little clit.  He was just about pull out,
but he went ahead and came on her cunt, feeling just enough splash out of
himself to wet her good.  She laughed and they rolled together and kissed
for a while, as he kneaded her cute little ass, finally pushing his finger
into her sweet asshole, using his semen as a lubricant.  She relaxed and at
last he realized she was asleep.  Asleep, with my finger up her ass, he
thought, what a girl.



   --==+==-

   The next day James took Missy and Jessica out into the woods, just
walking around.  After maybe a mile they came to the inner fence, and could
see a road far in the distance.  Jessica wished that the road was closer,
so that people could see them.  James and Missy just laughed.  Jessica was
a show-off.  They wandered back through the woods, finally coming into a
little valley of low grass, cool and green.

   "Do you think I'd get chiggers if I laid down in that?" Jessica
wondered, and went ahead and laid down in it.  Missy lay beside her, and
took her hand.

   "Missy, darling." Jessica said.  "Are you enjoying yourself?"

   "Oh, heavens, yes." Said Missy, laughing.

   "You seem to have adjusted very well.  Better than James did, the first
time."

   "Mom..." Said James.

   Jessica giggled.  Missy leaned forward, and began to kiss Jessica.  The
two of them finally rolled over a bit, and began to make out.  James
sighed, and squatted on his knees, content just to watch for a while.  When
Missy finally went down on Jessica he came forward, and let Jessica take
his dick in her mouth.  She still, after all this time, turned him on.  She
squeezed his balls and sucked him with one hand pumping his shaft, and he
loved her, again, for the thousandth time, more than he had an instant
before.



   --==+==-

   When they got back to camp, Marissa met them outside their cabin. 
"James..." He was attentive.  He knew that tone of voice.  "James, could
you possibly make a little time for my mother?  She wants to see you
sometime this week, before you leave..."

   Oh jeez...  he turned, apologetically, to Missy, trying to think how to
explain this one.

   "Missy...  darling...  I have...  made love...  twice to Marissa's mom,
Virginia.  If I see her, I'm sure I'll do it again, because that's what
she'll want, and I'm a nice guy.  Darling...  do you have any problem with
that?  Large or small?  Please tell me..."

   Missy almost laughed.  "James.  We both know what a righteous stud you
are.  If you must service your stable, you must.  Besides, I'm sure Marissa
and I can find something to amuse ourselves with...  while you do your
duty..."

   He was relieved, and he hoped that it really didn't bother her.  He
turned to Marissa, who had been patiently waiting.

   "Sure, Marissa, any time, just let me know..."

   "Well, hell." Said Marissa.  "How about now?"



   --==+==-

   On the way to Marissa's cabin, they talked, and the two girls held
hands. They finally came to the cabin, and went inside.  Virginia languidly
looked up, her face breaking into a smile when she saw James.  They made
introductions, and Virginia and Missy shook hands.  Tina and Kat came out
of the bedroom, and settled on the couch.  Small talk was made.

   "Missy...  darling..." Virginia finally addressed Missy.  "I hope you
don't mind if I borrow your young man for a few minutes."

   Missy laughed.  "I hope you don't mind if I borrow your daughter."
Oddly, James noticed she was looking at Tina when she said that. 
Interesting.

   James joined Virginia on the couch, and she immediately began stroking
his hardening cock.  The little girls watched, giggling.  Missy and Marissa
finally lay on the hide-a-bed, and began to kiss.  Virginia raised an
eyebrow at that, but she didn't say anything.

   James pushed his now-hard dick down into Virginia's meaty pussy, and
began rubbing it up and down her slit.  She kissed him, slowly, lazily, it
was just the way she was.  Everything about the woman was like that, he
thought.  He finally dropped to the floor, and began to lick her pussy and
clit.  She sighed and stretched out, spreading her legs far apart, almost
pressing her pussy into his mouth.  He reached low, inbetween her legs,
feeling her her asshole with his tongue.  For an old broad, he thought, she
has a sweet asshole.

   On the couch, Marissa and Missy had been joined by the two little girls.
Tina and Kat were kissing each other with abandon, and soon they were
kissing the big girls, too.  Kat and Marissa kissed, and Missy and Tina
kissed.  Then they traded off.  Marissa kissed her little sister, and Missy
and Kat kissed.  Deep, open-mouth kisses, with lots of tongue.  This little
girl is a good kisser, both big girls thought.  Missy began to rub Kat's
little ass, and finally hesitantly touched her little asshole.  Kat moaned
her assent, and Missy rubbed the little puckered sphincter even harder. 
She sniffed her finger, turned on by the earthy, almost bitter smell of it,
and finally licked it and pushed it a little ways inside.  Kat wiggled with
pleasure.  Marissa had gone down on her little sister, licking and sucking
her cute little cunt, so Missy went down on Kat.  Kat has the cutest little
pussy ever, she thought, just like a big girl, just...  little or
something. Like a little porcelain doll.

   James finally crawled back up Virginia's hard body, and fitted his
rock-hard cock into her slippery cunt.  He pushed into her body, causing
her to give a moaning grunt, and began to fuck her.  He was surprised,
again, that she wasn't any looser than she was, having pushed two kids out
of her pussy.  His mom was tighter, but his mom hadn't had any children. 
Virginia, in spite of her years and her mileage, was still a very sexy
woman.  She certainly could make his dick hard.  And those fabulous tits.

   James heard either Tina or Kat come about the time Virginia came, and he
thought, what the hell, and came himself.  He pumped her full of spunk,
some of it squirting out on the couch, and sighed deeply as chills raced up
and down his spine.  Virginia was a good fuck, he decided.

   The big girls had made the little girls come, and now they were ready to
come themself.  Tina and Kat pulled back and gave them room, and Marissa
and Missy crawled into the traditional 69 position, each filling their
mouths with the other's cunt.  They licked clit and sucked pussy for
several minutes until Missy finally came, followed quickly by Marissa. 
Virginia just shook her head, looking stern, but James knew her well enough
by now to know that if it really bothered her she would have said
something. The little girls laughed, and ran out the door, looking for the
other kids.

   "Thank you for a wonderful afternoon, James." Virginia said, and the
three of them finally departed.  It had been pretty wonderful, James told
himself.



   --==+==-

   That night, after communal dinner, the six of them, plus Tina, played
games until almost midnight.  Tina and Kat went to Tina's cabin, and then
returned, with permission for Tina to spend the night.  Robert and Anthelea
retired, and sure enough, a few minutes later, the growls started, causing
the little girls to giggle.  Jessica just shook her head.  Jessica, James
and Missy finally retired to their room, leaving the little girls on the
couch.

   It was Jessica's turn to go first tonight.  James slowly sank into her,
dampening his cock with her juices, feeling her wonderful cunt wrapping
around him like a fist.  She was still such a pleasure to fuck.  And she
knew his so well by now, and he her.  He knew that someday, probably soon,
he'd be there with Missy, too.  He stopped thinking, and gave himself up to
the simple pleasure of fucking his mother.

   Missy leaned on her arm and watched James fuck his mom.  Once again, she
speculated on how miserable her life would be if she hadn't discovered
James.  Well, she didn't really discover him, but if she hadn't been brave
enough to let him know she liked him.  She still didn't really know why
she'd even done that, it was out of character for her...  she wasn't
actually that brave, even...  but she was glad it had happened the way it
had.  To Missy, her future looked bright.  She had no idea, not even yet,
after five months, what was going to happen with her parents, mostly with
her dad.  But as long as she was with James and Jessica, she felt safe. 
And life was fun.  She giggled, wondering what her dad would think if he
could see her now, in bed with James as he fucked his mom.  Her dad would
have a cow.  Then, to him, she thought, I would be just as bad as he wants
to believe I am.  Hah.  She almost wished it, that she could show him this.




   --==+==-

   Deep, deep in the night, James got up and went to the fridge for a
drink. When he passed the girls sleeping on the couch, he bent down over
Kat, wondering if she was awake.  She wasn't, but from her sleeping face
the odor of Tina's pussy was strong.  James laughed softly, slightly turned
on.



   --==+==-

   The next day, they decided to go for a swim in the pond.  Jessica
passed, not too crazy about the dirty water.  Weirdly, Anthelea, as
fastidious as she was, didn't seem to be bothered a bit by it.  The little
girls joined in, and they all had fun, cavorting and splashing in the brown
water.  Robert and Anthelea drifted further and further out, and James
could finally tell they were fucking, Ann facing Robert, and him slightly
beneath her level.  She was being amazingly quiet, though, for Anthelea.

   James found himself far out in the deep water, with Tina.  Missy,
Marissa and Kat were playing with a beach ball closer in to shore.  Tina
finally came up and James clasped his arms around her and drew her to him,
and kissed her deeply.  She kissed back, and hugged him.  He stood, in the
neck-deep water, holding her up, feeling his penis rapidly hardening.  He
began to rub it along her pussy.  She responded, her breathing speeding up,
and she began to kiss him aggressively.  He buried his fingers in her ass,
and began to stroke her little asshole.  He wanted to sniff it badly, but
he was sure the pond water had washed away her flavor.  Maybe next time.

   "James..." She whispered in his ear, her breath hot on him.  "James...
if you want...  I can poop..."

   Oh god yes.  He cupped his fingers around her little ass, around her
asshole.

   "Darling...  please..." He said.

   She squinted and made a face, and he could feel her asshole contract and
pulsate as she squeezed.  He felt it slowly open, shutting a few times when
his fingers tickled her, but finally it opened up, and he felt the hesitant
tip of a turd pushing out.  She softly grunted, and pushed the turd out,
and he captured it, squishing it into a ball.  Several more turds followed
over the next minute, and he caught them all, and compressed them into a
nice baseball-sized ball of shit.  She finally nodded that she was done,
and he raised up, noting the wind direction, and threw the ball of shit
downrange.  He rubbed his hands together in the water, cleaning them off,
and then rubbed her asshole, cleaning it.  She giggled.  He finally stuck
his finger in her a little ways, wiggling it around.

   "If we weren't in the water," he whispered to her, "That'd be my
tongue."

   She giggled, and he carried her to the shore, where they joined the
others.



   --==+==-

   That night, they tried an opposite version of strip poker, where they
had to put clothes on, but it was strangely unsatisfying.  Kat was spending
the night with Tina, and the five adults sat around in the living room for
a while, talking.  Finally, Anthelea stood up and sat on Robert's lap,
taking his cock in her hands as it rapidly hardened.  It just seemed like
the most natural thing in the world as she lifted it up and positioned it
at the mouth of her cunt.  Jessica began stroking James, and Missy just
suddenly stood up and approached Anthelea.

   "Ann, darling." Missy said.  "You and Jessica are my best friends. 
I've...  fucked...  Jessica many times...  and now I want to fuck you."

   Ann hugged her, and they joined lips.  As Robert fucked Anthelea from
below, she kissed and stroked and rubbed Missy.  Missy stroked her back. 
Finally the two of them were almost on top of Robert, and Anthelea said,
"Here.  Hang on.  Robert.  Help me."

   Anthelea and Missy were face to face, their thighs and stomachs and
breasts pressed together.  Anthelea reached down, and as Robert withdrew
his dick from her, she positioned it to where it was below Missy's pussy.
Robert slowly pushed into Missy, wetting his already-wet dick with her
juices.  When he pulled out of her, Anthelea guided his dick back into her
pussy.  He finally got the idea.  It was exhausting and technically
difficult, but he kept it up for a while, fucking Anthelea for one stroke,
then fucking Missy for one.  Finally the two girls just fell off him, and
Anthelea lay on top of Missy, still kissing.  Missy grasped Ann's fine ass,
squeezing it and rubbing it around in two circular motions.  She rubbed a
finger in Anthelea's asshole, and then brought it to her nose, sniffing it.
Missy was becoming quite an expert on assholes.  She knew that Ann had a
fine one.  She began wondering what it might taste like.

   James gently and slowly fucked his mother, feeling her tight hot cunt
wrapped around his dick like a second skin.  She felt so good, every time.
He kissed her and they lay for a while, just kissing.

   Later that night Missy found out exactly what Anthelea's asshole tasted
like.  It was incredible, she decided.  At last they all traded partners,
and James pushed his hard cock into Anthelea's tightness.  She growled and
almost howled, and he brought her to orgasm, feeling like the greatest. 
She was good at that.  Jessica, tired out, watched with amusement as
Anthelea kicked and thumped on the floor.  Robert was pumping away inside
Missy doggy-style, his knees on the rug.  Missy came at last, gasping and
hiccuping, and collapsed on the floor.



   --==+==-

   The end of the week loomed near.  The five of them, the adults at least,
took a vote, and decided to extend their stay a week.  Jessica called her
boss and told him, rather than simply ask.  Her boss pissed and moaned and
exacted ridiculous promises from her, but finally agreed.  Anthelea just
simply told her boss, and hung up, to avoid such complications.



   --==+==-

   One day, because she asked him to, James made a little time for Tina. 
He had a feeling what it was about, remembering his promise to her from
last year, and so he brought a bottle of baby oil along with him.  And a
towel.

   They made their way to the ghost shack, holding hands.  Once inside,
James spread his towel on the floor, and Tina sank down on it.  They sat
for a few moments in silence.

   "James." Said Tina.  "Do you remember last year, you said we'd try?  I'm
thirteen now.  Can we try?"

   James laughed gently.  "Yes, darling.  We can try.  But I don't want to
hurt you."

   "I'll let you know if you do." She said.  She seemed uncertain what to
do next.

   James retrieved his bottle of baby oil, and poured some on his penis,
rubbing it in.  His penis was pretty hard by now.  He motioned for her to
lay back.  When she did, he spread her legs, and poured some baby oil
directly into her little cunt.  He idly noticed she was growing hair on her
pussy now, maybe forty or fifty dark little hairs.  He rubbed some baby oil
into her clit, feeling her stiffen and tremble beneath him.

   She lay flat on her back, with her legs spread.  He nestled inbetween
them, and slowly brought his dick down to her beautiful little kid-sized
cunt.  His dick just looked so enormous next to her.  He wasn't sure at all
if this was going to work or not.  He probably wasn't the best choice for
her first fuck.

   Tina's eyes were closed, scrunched up, in fact.  James felt a stab of
sympathy for her, and wondered if he were in fact doing the right thing. 
Fucking a thirteen year old?  Probably not.  But, he had promised her.

   He carefully positioned the head of his cock in the center of her cunt.
Her little cunt lips, gleaming and glistening with baby oil, surrounded the
cap of his cock.  She already felt good to him.  He began slowly, carefully
pushing into her.

   Amazingly, it went pretty easy, at first at least.  Tina finally opened
her eyes and looked down, as inch after inch of James disappeared into her
body.  She was tight, lord she was tight.  Once again, it almost felt like
his dick was turning inside out.  He finally stopped when maybe five inches
of his cock was in her.  He pulled out a little, and then pushed back in.

   "How does that feel, darling?" He asked her.  She sighed deeply and
nodded.

   "Good...  James...  it feels...  good..."

   "Do you hurt at all?"

   "Maybe just a little..."

   "Want me to keep going?"

   "Yes..."

   He pushed a little more into her, feeling more and more resistance.  He
wondered if she had a hymen, even, or if it had torn before this.  He
pushed a little further, finally feeling her flinch.

   "Darling...  you okay?" He asked.

   "Yes...  just wait a little..." She finally said, weakly.  He waited
patiently.  There was no danger his dick would soften, not with this kind
of pressure on it.  He pulled out an inch, and then gently slid back in.

   "Oh...  that...  felt good..." she said, giggling.

   James guessed that he was about seven inches inside her.  He wondered
how deep her cunt was.

   "I think we're deep enough, darling." He finally said.  She sighed
again, and seemed to relax, closing her eyes.  He said, "Do you want me to
pull out?"

   "Oh no..." She said.  "Just give me a little while."

   He did just that, waiting on a signal from her.  Finally she opened her
eyes, and smiled up at him.

   "James.  Make it go in and out a little."

   He pumped her, slowly, carefully.  He pulled out about two inches, and
then carefully pushed back in.  She sighed again.  He did this for a long,
long time, and she seemed to be enjoying herself.  He was enjoying himself.
He hoped that she would always remember this, how good it felt, and how
gentle he had tried to be with her.  He knew the first time could be
traumatic, and that was what he had hoped to avoid.

   "James.  You can go a little faster." She said, and he sped the pace up
a bit.  He pulled out a little further, and pushed in a little deeper.  He
finally felt something press against the head of his dick, and he saw a
flash of pain on her face.  He tried not to go that deep again.  He fucked
away on her, slowly, and wondered if she would be able to come.  A noise
behind him made him jump, and he turned as best he could to regard Kat.

   "Jeezus, you scared me." He said.  She laughed silently.

   "How is it going?" She asked quietly.

   "Fine, I think...  I'm all the way in her..."

   Kat stepped forward and knelt at Tina's head.  She raised Tina's head,
and set it back down in her lap.  She stroked the other girl's forehead.

   James sped up the pace a little, hoping Tina would come.  This had
already gone on for at least thirty minutes, he figured.  It was still
quite a while later before he began to see the signs that she was
approaching orgasm.  She finally did come, her body shaking and trembling,
as he gently pounded her, and she screwed up her eyes and wrinkled her
nose. She grunted and groaned, and slowly relaxed, coming down, sighing and
breathing deeply.

   James finally stopped, and gently pulled his dick out of her body.

   "How was that, darling?" He asked.  Tina smiled up at him.

   "It was...  fun...  it felt really good..." Kat smiled down at her,
cupping Tina's face in her hands.

   "Oh goody." Kat said.  "Now you can do me."



   --==+==-

   James wasn't sure at all about Kat.  He remembered not too long ago,
when he'd stuck his finger in Kat's little cunt, and how tight that had
been.

   "Kat...  darling...  I'm just not sure if you're ready..." After all,
she was only ten years old.

   Kat looked disappointed.

   "Can't we at least try?" She finally asked.  James sighed, and nodded.

   He really poured the baby oil on, this time.  A lot on his dick, and he
filled her little pussy up with it.  He slid his middle finger in her, and
it seemed to go easily this time, but maybe that was just the baby oil.  He
pumped her for a while with his finger, trying to get her warmed up.  Tina
held Kat's head between her legs, just as Kat had hers.  James finally
positioned his dick at the mouth of Kat's cunt.

   "Darling, you must tell me if it hurts too much, if I need to stop. 
Promise?"

   Kat regarded him like he's said something silly.  He probably had.  She
nodded.  He grasped her hands with his, and began to push.

   A minute later, he felt her convulsively squeeze his hands, and he
stopped instantly.  He was maybe two inches in her.  And she was tight,
damn she was tight.  His dick felt like a toothpick, she was so tight.

   "Are you all right?" He asked, and she nodded, almost giggling.

   "Yes...  wait a minute please..."

   "Certainly." He gave her a few minutes, and then carefully began to push
again.  Jeezus, he was fucking a ten year old.  Almost eleven.  Now he had
three inches in her.  He finally pulled out a little, and pushed back in.
She gasped, and sucked in a breath.

   "You okay?" He asked again.

   "Yes...  that just...  felt good..." she said.  "Do that whenever you
want."

   He did it a few more times.  He saw her toes curl up, and realized she
was close.  This was going much better than he'd expected.  He pushed
deeper and deeper, feeling her draw deep breaths beneath him.  He was
finally at least six inches in her when he decided to stop, and just pump
for a while.  She lay, her eyes half closed, her arms and legs trembling
slightly, and he pulled out and pushed back in, over and over.  She finally
began to moan, and he could tell she was very close to coming.  He sped up
a little, hoping it would be soon.  His arms and legs were exhausted from
holding himself over her.  He wanted her to come good for her first time,
though.  He wanted to give her that.

   She finally did come, and he felt like it was a good one.  She gave a
little cough-hiccup thing, and then let out a long moan, her body shaking
and trembling.  Tina bent down and kissed her softly.  She relaxed, looser
and looser, almost appearing to go to sleep.  James finally stopped, and
pulled out of her, her tight pussy sucking his dick one last time, and let
her lay there, exhausted.

   Kat suddenly opened her eyes.  "James.  You did not get to squirt your
stuff.  Do it on me if you want."

   James laughed softly.  How nice of her to notice.  He slowly stroked his
hard dick, pointing it right at Kat's pussy, and it wasn't long before he
had a powerful ejaculation, sending a huge stream of semen right onto Kat's
little cunt.  He grunted and groaned himself a bit, on that one.

   Tina got on all fours, and crawled to James.  She took his cock in her
mouth, and sucked the end of it clean, and then bent her face down to Kat's
cunt, and began licking the semen off of it.  In just a minute Kat was
clean, if a little slobbery.  Tina lifted her face to James, and he kissed
her, tasting his semen on her lips and smelling it on her breath.  He bent
down and kissed Kat, lingering for a while.

   "Darling." He said.  "Was it what you thought it'd be?"

   Kat laughed.  "Well, I guess.  I don't know what I expected."

   "Well, when you get a little bigger it'll be easier, and probably feel
even better.  We'll try again sometimes."

   "Boo hoo." Said Tina, sadly.  "It'll be a year again before I can try
again.  I wish you lived closer to us, James."

   "I wish I did, too." Said James.



   --==+==-

   Jessica and Anthelea were in the kitchen area, talking.  The subject of
Kat came up, and Jessica laughed softly.

   "I'm not sure if we're doing the right thing with that girl.  I mean,
she's seeing everything we do."

   "What do you mean?" Anthelea was puzzled.

   "Well, she keeps coming and crawling in our bed while we're still
fucking, while James is fucking me or Missy.  Alice said she already has
seen her and Dylan fucking, but Kat acts like it's the most natural thing
in the world."

   "Really.  And she just what, watches?  Goes to sleep?"

   "Well, honestly, mostly she joins in.  She licks me and I lick her. 
Missy and her even got after it the other night, it was so cute."

   "She licks your pussy?  Kat licks your pussy?  I knew you were letting
her lick your tits..."

   "Yes, she says her and Alice do it...  I guess they really do...  the
kid's pretty good at it, actually.  You should give her a try sometimes."

   Anthelea giggled.  "I'm not really a...  child molester..."

   "I am." Said Jessica.  "The girl's a pleasure, really.  I don't know if
I could give her up for one night."

   "Well, hmmm." Said Anthelea.  "Maybe I'll sneak in your bedroom myself
one of these nights."



   --==+==-

   That night, Robert went to sleep on the couch, while they all sat around
and talked.  James finally nodded off, and Jessica motioned Missy,
Anthelea, Kat and Tina into her bedroom and gently shut the door.

   "The boys are out cold.  It's time for the girls to play." She said. 
"Tina, darling, we are going to do some adult stuff.  If you girls don't
want to take part, you may leave, of course."

   "Oh no." Said Tina.  "I can do adult stuff.  I like it."

   Kat just giggled.  Jessica had figured they'd go for it.  She looked
around.  Well, they were all already naked.  They all piled on the bed.

   Jessica kissed Kat, and whispered into her ear.  Kat nodded, and crawled
around the bed and over Anthelea's legs, nestling inbetween her legs.  Kat
looked up at her with an evil grin.

   "Auntie Ann..." She said.  "I'm gonna lick your pussy until you growl."

   Anthelea just laughed, and relaxed.  The next few minutes were very
pleasurable to her.  She squeezed and rubbed her tits while Kat licked her
pussy, and sucked on her clit.  Ann did growl, just like Kat had said.

   Missy, Tina and Jessica were all piled up in a big sloppy threesome. 
Jessica lay on bottom, with Tina on top of her facing up, with her ass in
Jessica's face.  Missy and Tina were kissing, and Tina reached down and
began clumsily fingering Missy's cunt.  She didn't know what she was doing,
but Missy thought it felt great.  Jessica spread Tina's little ass cheeks
apart, and was lustily licked her sweet asshole.  Tina had a great asshole,
warm and earthy, tangy and tart all at once.  Just like what an asshole
should taste.  Delicious.

   Anthelea came, quickly, turned on by the wickedness of what she was
doing.  Well, what her former self would have thought of as wickedness. 
Now it was just sexiness to her.  She tried to keep the volume down, but
she had a nice long growling orgasm, giving Kat the giggles.  Finally
Anthelea stopped and pulled the girl up to her face, and gave her a long
open kiss.  Her own pussy tasted so sexy on the young girl's lips, she
thought.  She rolled over, putting Kat down on the bed, and slid down,
heading for the kid's sweet cunt.

   Missy and Jessica were bumping chins, now.  Well, chins and noses. 
Jessica was still licking Tina's asshole, and now Missy was licking her
cunt.  Tina came, loud and almost explosively.  Her whole body shook and
trembled.

   After what felt like a long time to Anthelea, she felt Kat come.  She
loved the taste of the girl, soft and sweet and sexy...  she wasn't ready
to stop, it was so good.  So sexy.  She went on long after Kat had come,
finally stopping when she realized that everyone else had stopped.

   "Come on." Jessica said.  "Let's wake up the guys.  I'm warmed up, now."



   --==+==-

   The next day, Jessica and Anthelea were busy in the communal kitchen, so
James, Marissa and Missy took off into the woods.  They explored all
afternoon, looking for anything new, but didn't really find anything.  They
were getting to know Happy Valley pretty well by now.  They finally found
themselves back a the ghost shack.  There, on the floor, was the towel that
James had fucked Tina and Kat on.  The girls giggled, knowing something had
gone on there, from the obvious cum stains on the towel.  They just didn't
know it was James.  Missy sat primly on the towel, and Marissa joined her.
James sat, figuring they would sit and talk for a while, or something.  It
turned out to be or something.

   It started when Missy jumped up.

   "Hang on, I gotta pee." She headed for the door.

   "No, wait!" James said, forcefully.  Missy stopped at the door.

   "James.  I really have to pee."

   "Missy.  Please.  Pee on me."

   She stopped completely, and put her hands on her hips.  And she thought
that she could not be surprised.

   "James.  Isn't that a bit...  nasty?"

   "Missy, nothing we do...  for love is nasty." He wasn't sure if that
made sense, but it seemed to make her stop and think.  "I mean, after we
get done, I'll wash off in the pond.  I just think it would be sexy if you
peed on me.  I love you, and I love your pee."

   Missy seemed to think for a while.  She slowly came back to the towel.

   "How?" She finally said.  James smiled to himself.

   "Just stand over me, and pee." He said.

   Marissa got up.  This pee talk had turned her on a little, but she
wasn't sure if she was ready to be in the middle of it yet.  Missy came a
step closer.

   James was sitting on the floor, in the middle of the towel.  He motioned
Missy closer, and she finally stood over him, her legs on either side of
him.  He looked up, directly into her slightly spread genitals.  His dick
was already pretty hard.

   "Pee, darling." He simply said.  He could tell she was trying, her pussy
contracted and expanded as she made the effort.  Finally a little stream
squirted out, and splashed on his chest.  He smelled the bitter, pungent
odor of teenage girl piss.

   "It's hard to do it, even though I had to go really bad a minute ago..."
She said.

   Suddenly a large stream squirted out of her urethra, splashing onto his
neck and down his chest.  It was burning hot, and smelled incredible.  He
fell in love with her all over again.  Her piss ran down his body, washing
down his dick and balls, and pooled on the towel beneath him.  He buried
his face in her pussy, causing piss to spray everywhere, and licked her
pussy and the stream almost desperately.  She tasted so sexy to him.  This
is her water of life, he thought.  This is something her body has made for
me.

   All too soon it ended.  Missy's legs were soaked, and of course James's
whole body was soaked.  Her urine dripped down his face and off his chin.
His chest and stomach were soaked.  He sat in a pool of piss.

   "James." Said Marissa, watching all this from the side.  "If you're
really into pee, I think I can make you happy.  I'm about to bust, too."

   Missy giggled, and gave up her spot.  Marissa stood over him, her legs
spread wide.  She reached down and fluffed her pussy with her hand.

   "James.  Are you ready?"

   "What are you guys doing?" A voice spoke, from outside.  Who else, James
thought, that sounds like Kat.  It was.  It was Kat and Tina.

   "We are peeing on James." Missy giggled to the girls.  The two of them
entered the building.

   "Here I go, James." Said Marissa, and James looked up to see her pussy
pulsate slightly as she relaxed her bladder.  A large stream of yellow piss
shot out of her pussy, and he buried his face in her beautiful cunt,
filling his mouth with her urine, letting it wash in and out of his mouth.
He was afraid to swallow too much.  But it tasted so sexy to him.  Bitter,
and sexy.  He felt it flow down his chin and down his neck, and across his
chest.  Marissa's pee felt as hot as Missy's had to him.  He washed his
body in it, spreading it around and even up under his arms.  It just felt
so sexy.

   Sadly, Marissa's stream ended all to quickly.  Marissa was soaked from
the waist down, just like Missy had been.  She stepped away.  Well, it had
been fun while it lasted.

   "James?" Said Kat.  "Want me to pee on you?"

   Oh hell yes.  This just got better and better.  The floor was soaked in
piss, huge puddles of it everywhere.  The smell was intense and almost
overpowering.  Marissa moved away, and Kat stepped up.  She was small
enough that James had to hunker down slightly, and he looked up to her
spread pussy, her beautiful little cunt.  A light stream of yellow pee shot
out of her, and he drank deeply from it, loving the lighter scent and taste
of little girl pee.  Pee lite, he thought.  He plastered his face into her
cunt, spraying piss out the side, and licked at where he thought her
urethra was.  He was sad when her stream tapered away to nothing, sad but
happy.

   Kat gingerly stepped aside, piss covering her legs and pussy area.  She
was glad she had been able to do this for James.  James was a little
strange, she thought, but she loved him anyway.

   The four of them looked at Tina.  She giggled and stepped forwards.

   "James...  I think you'll be surprised..." She walked over him, her legs
spread wide.  Her stream was harder and more forceful than Kat's, but it
tasted much the same.  It tasted like pure, raw sex to James.  He filled
his mouth, and let it flow down his chin and chest.  Sadly, Tina's stream
ended.  He was in heaven.

   "Ja-ames..." Tina said.  Shit.  He knew what she was going to say next.
"James, I gotta poop."

   He had no idea how Missy and Marissa would react to poop play.  Now was
a good time to find out, he guessed.  He spun Tina around, to where her
butt was facing him.  She bent over slightly, and he spread her ass cheeks
to expose her beautiful little asshole.  It was already unpuckering.  He
reached inbetween her cheeks and licked it, loving her taste, sweaty and
bitter and just slightly poopy...  super sexy...

   Marissa looked scandalized, and Missy looked a little puzzled.  Kat was
grinning like a monkey.  He gave Tina's asshole a few more licks, and then
pulled back, letting her relax her sphincter.  A turd finally peeked out,
and he squeezed and kneaded her butt as it lengthened, and finally plopped,
with a splash, on the floor.  A few more followed, and the room filled up
with the scent of fresh shit.  His dick was a rod of iron.  He rubbed his
finger in her asshole, smearing shit around, and pushed it in and out a few
times, finger-fucking her dirty but still sexy asshole.  She wiggled and
giggled.

   "I'm done." Tina finally said, and James stood, slowly, aware of how wet
and pissy he was.

   "Come on, you guys, to the pond." He said, and gathered up the towel
with Tina's poop on it and threw it outside in the bushes.  They followed
him across the fields finally coming out by the lake.  They all splashed
into the water, and James washed himself thoroughly.  He spread Tina's ass
apart, and washed her little butthole for her.

   "James." Said Missy, as the five of them walked back to camp.  "James,
you are one perverted dude." She was giggling as she said it, at least.

   "I know." He agreed with her.  He was a pervert.



   --==+==-

   James and Jessica made long slow love that night, as Missy and Kat lay
beside them and watched.  James decided he liked having an audience when he
fucked.  He wondered if he should fuck Kat in front of his mom and Missy.
Probably not.  Not yet, at least.



   --==+==-

   Robert and Anthelea had befriended another couple at the camp, and spent
quite a bit of time with them.  That night, they invited their new friends
over.  The man's name was Dexter, and the girl was named June.  June was
sexy personified, James thought, voluptuous, long dark raven hair, sexy
breasts with nice fat puffy nipples, and a flat stomach.  Smooth pussy. 
Just about every female at the camp had a smooth pussy, he'd noticed. 
Hairy snatches were definitely on the outs, at the moment.  Anyway.

   Dexter was fairly normal, in spite of his name.  Slim, muscular, and
with a decent sized dick on him.  He was no monster of man-meat like James
and Robert, of course, who was.  But, he had a decent dick.  Of course, no
one had seen it hard, except for June.  Not yet, at least.

   June had a bundle of games under her arm, and she set them on the table.
Jessica spied one, and her eyes lit up.

   "Oh, I have wanted to play this again for years." She pulled out a box
titled "Twister." Everybody knows what a twister game is, I don't have to
explain.

   Everyone else giggled.  Naked Twister.  Almost a cliche, but what the
hell.  What else could you do, at a nudist camp?  Jessica spread the
plastic sheet with the dots out on the floor.  James and Robert just shook
their heads.  Dexter laughed.

   "Believe it or not," he said, "We haven't played that one yet..."

   "Well, we'll break it in right." Jessica said.  "Let's spin to see who
goes first.

   An hour later, they were still playing.  The girls were having hysterics
at some of the poses.  All the guys were hard.  Dexter held his own against
the giant dicks of James and Robert, he was sporting a nice erection, and
his face was almost in Anthelea's bare pussy.  Robert's dick was actually
touching June's back, and she had smiled at him several times, and then
looked pointedly at his dick, as best she could.  Dexter and June didn't
seem to be bothered a bit by the overt sexuality of the others.  It was
obvious, Jessica thought, that they were open-minded and hip.  Good.

   Jessica began to suggest rule changes that made the game a little more
sexual.  A lot more sexual, in fact.  Almost immediately Dexter spun
Anthelea's pussy, and Jessica thought, here we go.  Let's just see how
open-minded we are tonight.

   "Dear?" Dexter asked June.  "Do you mind?"

   June just laughed and shook her head.  "If you won't mind when my turn
comes up." She said.  Dexter laughed, and delicately took a lick of Ann's
pussy.

   "Harder." Anthelea said, pushing into him.  He laughed, and slurped her
cunt some more.

   James spun, and got Robert.  There was silence, and James finally said,
"Pass."

   "Ha ha.  Good try." Said Jessica.  "There is no pass.  If we girls have
to do it, you guys have to do it.  Rub him a little, at least."

   James was embarrassed, although he had rubbed Robert's dick before, in
his bedroom.  He grabbed it, and stroked for a while, feeling Robert's
hard, hot dick get harder and hotter.  There were a few hesitant giggles,
and finally Jessica took pity on him and said, "Okay.  Next."

   Missy spun, and got Robert.  She didn't have to spin again, guys just
had one option.  She coyly knelt before him, and took his long cock in her
mouth.  Missy was not a professional cocksucker, not yet, but she tried
hard, and she could suck the proverbial golf ball through a garden hose. 
Robert sighed with pleasure and reached down to fondle her tits, her
wonderful tits.

   Anthelea spun red, which was June.  She spun again, and got green.  What
was green again?

   "Tits." Said Jessica.  Anthelea bent her head to June's fabulous tits,
and began to suck.  June laughed, and hugged Ann to herself.  June had a
nice pair.  Anthelea considered herself more an expert on assholes, but she
liked a nice pair of tits, too.  This girl had a pair every bit as nice as
her own, and she tasted good.  She would have to get the name of that
perfume, when this was over...

   "You guys can do that while we go on." Jessica said, spinning.  She got
Dexter.  She looked at him and raised her eyebrows.  He looked at June, who
now had her eyes closed as Anthelea sucked on her tits.  Anthelea was
squeezing and rubbing her ass, too, which didn't count, but was allowed. 
He nodded to Jessica, and she dropped to her knees and took his cock in her
mouth.  He sighed with pleasure.  He'd been around enough to know an expert
when he met one.

   James got Missy's pussy, so he just laid her on the floor and began
eating her out.  A few more rounds and the game just degenerated into a
kind of free-for-all orgy type thing, with just a big pile of people on the
floor licking and sucking.

   June crawled across to Dexter and whispered something to him.  He
laughed and addressed James and Robert.

   "Guys, if it's okay, my wife would like to be fucked by one of you with
your giant dicks.  Can one of you manage?"

   James and Robert just laughed.

   "Spin for it!" Said Jessica, so they did, and James won.

   "You really don't mind?" He asked Dexter.  Dexter just laughed.

   "We have done this kind of thing before, though not with horse cocks. 
Yes, I don't mind, as long as I can play, too."

   James drew June over to the couch, and she sat carefully on his lap,
trying not to squish his hard cock.  He hesitantly kissed her, feeling her
respond.  She was already warmed up.  He liked to start slow, though.  He
liked to let it build up.  They kissed again.  She was sweet, and he loved
her.  He loved all pretty girls, though.

   Dexter was, as most guys were when meeting her the first time, smitten
with Missy.  She could tell.  He seemed like a nice guy, she thought, what
the hell.  She interrupted James and June and had a hurried whispered
conversation with James, who told her to go ahead and do whatever she
wanted.  He was, after all.  Missy drew Dexter to the other end of the
couch, and knelt before him.  His dick got even harder at the sight of this
beautiful teenage girl on her knees before him.  She took his cock in her
mouth.  He was glad they had met these folks.

   James finally laid June out on the couch, and crawled down to eat her
cunt out.  He had a routine, and he liked to stick to it.  June had a
sweet, wonderful cunt, with big floppy meaty lips and a nice fat clit.  He
fastened his lips around her clit and began to suck.  She jerked and
twitched beneath him.

   James turned his head at some giggling.  Tina and Kat had come in, and
were watching the scene before them bemusedly.

   "Poor Aunt Jessica." Said Kat.  "We'll play with you."

   Jessica giggled.  "Girls...  this is kind of grown-up stuff...  Are you
sure?"

   The girls just giggled.  Tina lay down on the Twister mat, and motioned
to her cunt.  Jessica leaned down and took the little pussy in her mouth,
as Kat squatted over Tina's face.  Tina began licking Kat, and she twitched
and jerked beneath Jessica's tongue.  Dexter looked a little surprised at
this, but he didn't break his stride, as Missy slurped on his cock.

   James was deep in June by now, already having given her a slight orgasm
from just sucking her pussy.  He plunged deep in her body, and she cried
out, loving the feeling of his long cock going way up inside her body.  She
loved Dexter and loved the way he fucked her, but this was special to her,
kind of a dream come true thing.  She had always wanted to be fucked by a
horse, and now she felt like she was.  She already had plans on trying
Robert out, too.

   Dexter just couldn't stand it any longer.  He lay Missy out on the
couch, and attacked her clit with his tongue.  He wanted badly to make her
come, he wanted to give her that, at least.  She had a sweet, sweet cunt,
he thought, I could do this the rest of my life.  Well, June had a sweet
cunt, too, but this girl was special.  So sweet.  So tasty.  Dexter had a
thing for teen girls, and this one fit his every fantasy.

   Jessica had already made Tina come by now, and was working on Kat.  Tina
lay, almost snoozing, as Kat lay beside her, with Jessica's tongue buried
in her little cunt.  Kat and Jessica were getting very good at this, they
knew each other well by now.  Jessica loved the taste of the little girl,
so fresh and clean.  Untouched, she thought.  Kat was wondering at this
time whether she should tell Jessica about letting James fuck her.  She
finally decided she'd let James worry about that.  No use making a fuss.

   Anthelea and Robert had just been watching this whole scene bemusedly.
Finally Anthelea motioned Robert to follow her, and she made her way over
to Jessica and the little girls.  She whispered something to Robert, and he
knelt between Jessica's feet without even asking, and began to fit his cock
into her cunt from behind.  She smiled, and licked Kat a little harder. 
Anthelea moved in from the side, and Jessica relinquished her place,
letting Ann take over.  Kat was already close to coming, Ann could tell. 
She found the girl's little clit, and rubbed it with her tongue, running
her hands up and down Kat's slim body.

   June came, loudly.  Everybody giggled.  James still pumped away at her,
slowing slightly, letting her down slowly.  Robert was fucking away at
Jessica by now, pumping hard, slamming his thighs against her hips.  He
knew how she liked it.  She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, loving the
feel of him once again deep inside her body.

   Tina had finally sat up, and she watched Kat being licked by Anthelea
for a while, then stood.  She finally went to the couch, and sat between
June, who was still being very slowly fucked by James, and Missy and
Dexter. Dexter stood slowly, now ready to begin fucking Missy.  Missy was
ready, she lay on the couch, reclined, her ass stuck out, her legs spread.
His dick was a hard rod.

   "Well, hi there." Said Dexter, reaching over to shake Tina's hand.  "I'm
Dexter."

   "I'm Tina." Said Tina.

   Dexter didn't just like teenaged girls, he liked little girls, too, and
he was getting even more turned on by the sight of Tina's naked little
body. To get to fuck a pretty girl in front of a preteen...  he wasn't sure
if he could hold it back.  He was pretty turned on.  He was entranced by
the way Tina had stared at his hard cock.

   Missy reached down and grasped Dexter's cock.  She was guiding it to her
cunt for him, and he finally gently pushed into her, feeling her sexy
tightness.  He began to pump in and out, holding back as hard as he could.
To his surprise, Tina stood on the couch and faced Missy, her cunt right in
Missy's face.  Just like it was the most natural thing in the world, Missy
began licking Tina's little pussy.  Dexter was carefully fucking Missy, and
Tina's cute little ass was right in his face.  He didn't have to think for
long, and he buried his face in her sweet ass, seeking her asshole with his
tongue.  She tasted great.  He licked and sucked, and finally rolled his
tongue up and pressed it as deep as it would go in the tight young asshole.
He was in heaven.

   June glanced at Dexter, and just shook her head.  She knew he was
enjoying himself.  She'd had a pretty good time so far, too.

   Jessica came, and she let herself go, and moaned and sighed deeply as
Robert pumped her.  Kat came as Anthelea sucked her sweet cunt.  Missy
came, as Dexter pounded away on her pussy, his tongue still in Tina's
asshole.

   James had finally slowed to a stop, and he and June kissed deeply.  She
murmured her thanks, and he laughed softly.  He had enjoyed fucking her,
she had been responsive and he could tell she was enjoying herself.  And he
loved her tits.

   Anthelea wasn't ready to give up Kat's sweet little cunt.  Even after
Kat came, she licked and sucked.  She felt Robert, or she thought it was
Robert, come up behind her, and his still-hard cock slid into her tight
cunt.  She knew him well enough to know that it was him, at that.  She
growled, and licked the little clit before her as he fucked her.

   Dexter finally came, hard, squirting what felt like a gallon of cum deep
into Missy's pussy.  He could taste Tina's asshole on his tongue, and smell
her tart smell in his nose.  He was pretty turned on.  He knew that he
would probably never forget this moment, when so many of his dreams and
fantasies came true.  He didn't feel unfaithful to June, he knew she was
living out a few of her own.

   June lay, exhausted, beneath James.  He finally pulled off of her and
sat beside her.  She whispered something to him, and he laughed.  He
nodded.

   Anthelea came, at last, and everybody knew it when she came.  She
growled and even kind of cackled like a rooster and one point.  The little
girls giggled.  Robert slowed to a stop, wondering if it was safe for him
to come.

   "Robert." James said, and he looked over.  James motioned to June.  Ah,
thought Robert, request time.  No problem.  Anthelea had collapsed on the
Twister mat beside Kat, who was thoroughly exhausted, too.  Robert was a
little tired himself, but there was work to do.  He climbed to his feet and
approached the couch.  James got up to make room for him.  June smiled
sweetly at him.  His mouth watered, just looking at her fabulous tits.

   James sat beside his mother, and hugged her.  He wondered if Dexter and
June even suspected they were mother and son.  He didn't figure it would
bother them much, if they did.  They seemed to fit right into the group.

   "Mom." He said.  "I haven't come yet."

   She lay back on the floor, a smile on her face.  He rolled over on her
leg, and placed his dick in the center of her cunt.  He leaned forward to
kiss her, and pressed his dick into her body.  They began to fuck.

   Missy lay on the couch, half asleep, feeling Dexter's cum ooze out of
her pussy.  She felt warm and happy, and she yawned.  Missy needed her
eight hours.  She knew she'd get it, eventually.

   Dexter had moved to the middle of the couch, and was now licking and
sucking Tina's pussy.  She tasted sweet and fresh, like he'd always
imagined a young girl would taste.  He loved the taste and feel of her.  He
spread her legs further, and licked up and down the crease of her legs.  He
probed between her ass cheeks for her little asshole, wanting to taste it
again.  She tasted so sweet and lovely to him.  He buried his hands in her
little ass, literally cupping a whole ass cheek in each hand.  He was in
love.  His dick was already half hard again.

   Jessica got to come again as James filled her pussy with semen, and it
was a good one, just like the days of old, she thought.  James could always
give her a good orgasm.  She'd never had a bad one from him.  He finally
lay on top of her, exhausted.

   Tina came, at last as Dexter slurped her clit.  He was excited to make
her come, hell, he was just plain excited.  He didn't think it could get
any better when he felt a little hand on his hard-again cock.  Kat knelt in
front of him, inbetween him and the couch, and took his dick in her mouth.
Jessica watched bemusedly from behind.  She'd never seen Kat suck a dick
before.  Where did these kids pick this stuff up?  Probably from watching
us, she thought.  Good grief, the things we'll answer for...

   Dexter came again, after just a minute in Kat's mouth.  He pumped the
little girl's mouth full of his sperm, as turned on as he could ever
remember.  And amazingly, she swallowed every drop.  He wondered why she
had chosen him.  What he didn't know didn't hurt him, she had chosen him
because she thought his cute little dick looked just her size.  She was
used to James and Robert, of course.

   Robert and June finally slowed, her face aglow, her body limp.  He had
come at last, and filled her well.  She was happy, getting fucked by two
giant cocks.  Dexter would be enough for her, of course, he always was, but
this had been a special treat to her.

   The night finally wound down.  Dexter and June gathered their games up,
and departed, promising to return in a night or two.  Everyone had enjoyed
themself greatly.



   --==+==-

   The next day James, Missy and Marissa went on a little walk again, just
around in the woods.  They finally found themselves at the ghost town,
which was really just the skeletons of a few old buildings.  Nails were a
danger here, he warned them.  They wandered around a while, looking for
anything, but the ruins had been pretty well picked over, by now.

   "James." Missy turned to him.  "I know this will probably just turn you
on, but I really have to pooh."

   James laughed.  He was getting a reputation.  Hell, he had a reputation.
"As long as I can watch, girl." He finally said.  Marissa was smirking.

   They settled for a spot behind an old building.  Missy squirmed around a
bit, and finally settled, bent at the waist, her ass sticking out.  James
knelt behind her, and spread her ass with his hands.

   He began to lick her asshole, her beautiful asshole.  She tasted
terrific, sweaty and intense, with just the slightest ever hint of poop
taste.  He licked her avidly, loving it.  He could feel her asshole trying
to relax, but every time he touched it with his tongue, she tensed back up
involuntarily.  He finally pulled back to give her time to unpucker.

   At last her sweet asshole opened up slightly, and inside her, James
could spy a turd seeking exit.  He licked her open asshole one last time,
causing it to slam shut, and Missy to giggle.

   "James, I can't poop if you keep doing that." She said.

   "Sorry." He said.

   She finally relaxed, again, and the tip of a nice brown turd peeked out
of her body.  Out it came, further and further, until it broke off and fell
to the ground.  More followed.  James was in heaven, breathing in her smell
deeply, turned on by the whole experience.  He loved Missy so much, he
loved everything about her, he loved her beautiful asshole, and he even
loved her sexy little turds.

   Missy finally finished, shyly telling him she was done, and he gave her
asshole one last look, seeing a little crust of shit on it.  He stuck his
finger in it, using her shit as lubrication as he pushed his finger into
her asshole.  He finger-fucked her sweet ass for a minute, getting giggles
from her.  We'll go to the lake, after this, he thought.

   Marissa stepped forward.  "James." She said.  "I think I can manage a
little, too, if you wish."

   "Hell yeah." He said, moving back a few feet, so she didn't have to
stand in Missy's poop.

   Marissa assumed the position before James, and he gobbled her asshole
just like he had Missy's.  Marissa was more aromatic than Missy.  Body
chemistry, maybe.  He licked and sucked her asshole, feeling her attempts
to relax and open it.  He finally backed off a little, and after a few
experimental puckerings and unpuckerings her asshole gapped open slightly.
A turd coyly peeked out, went back in, and then finally made the long
journey to open air.  Marissa's turds were darker than Missy's, and more
pungent.  He leaned into her, and kissed her ass, as close as he dared to
her asshole.  A few more turds emerged, broke off, and fell to the ground.
Marissa was finally done.  He dabbled in her shit a little while, sticking
his already shitty finger in her dirty asshole, causing her to giggle and
wiggle around.  He kissed each ass cheek, and stood.

   "Ladies.  To the lake."



   --==+==-

   That evening, Marissa announced that she would be spending the night
with James and Missy.  James was a little curious how the four of them
would all fit in the bed, and wondered if Marissa knew that he and Missy
slept with Jessica.  Well, they would just have to all crowd in together.
He kind of looked forward to it, though a night of simple sleep would be
welcome, too.  Well, he could sleep when he was old, he figured.

   They played poker all evening, regular poker, with monopoly money, and
Jessica cleaned up, of course, being older and craftier than the kids.  Kat
was at Tina's.  The evening wound down, and finally they were all ready for
bed.

   The four of them piled into the bedroom, and confronted the bed.  It was
a rickety old queen size.  This can work, said Jessica.  The others nodded.
After a trip to the bathroom for tooth brushing, the four of them carefully
climbed onto the bed.  It creaked a bit, but held them.  James thought
about saying "goodnight" and rolling over and going to sleep.  Marissa
didn't give him a chance.  Within minutes his hard dick was deep inside her
body, as Jessica and Missy kissed and hugged each other beside them. 
Marissa was still fun to fuck, he decided.  He pounded away on her,
stopping for a while to lick her pussy, and finally she came, a nice loud
orgasm.  The other girls just smiled and licked away at each other.  James
finally crawled off Marissa, and onto Jessica.  He knew better than to
ejaculate, this early in the evening.

   Missy began to tease and kiss on Marissa, causing the other girl to
giggle.  Missy crawled around until she was facing downwards, and her and
Marissa did the 69 thing that they were becoming so fond of.  Missy was a
good cunt eater by now, Jessica gave her lots of practice, and Marissa, Kat
and Tina helped her hone her skills.  She loved the taste of pussy, her
own, and anybody else's.  Little girl pussy or big girl pussy, it didn't
matter.  She just liked pussy.

   Suddenly the door banged open, and the two little girls charged in the
room, giggling.

   "We knew what you guys would be doing!" Kat, said, crawling up on the
bed.  Tina followed, and with a splintering crunch the bed collapsed to the
floor.  It was still fairly flat, at least.  They all giggled, and Jessica
said, "Shit!  There goes the security deposit!"

   The little girls didn't know what that meant, but they laughed anyway.
James had calmly continued fucking Jessica through all this, and she
finally came, pulling on the bedclothes and kicking her heels on the
mattress.  Of course, he still didn't come.

   "Who's next?" He asked, and Missy raised her hand from beneath Marissa.
Marissa moved to one side, and placed her face on her little sister's
pussy. Tina sighed deeply and relaxed.  Kat hunkered down over her, slowly
lowering her pussy to Tina's face, and Tina started licking.

   My god, thought James.  Eight months ago I was worried about still being
a virgin, and now I'm in bed with five beautiful women.  Well, three
beautiful women and two sexy little girls.  How things do change.  He slid
his wet hard cock easily into Missy's tight cunt, loving the feel of her
silky softness.  He kissed her with real passion, loving her deeply,
thinking, after my mom, I love you the best.  Then maybe Kat.  Then maybe
Tina and Marissa equally.  Anthelea's in there, somewhere.

   "Where the hell are Robert and Anthelea?" He asked nobody in particular.
Nobody answered.  Nobody knew.

   "Well, well." A voice said from the door.  It was Anthelea, with Robert
in tow.  "What in the FUCK is going on here?"

   "We are saying goodnight to each other." Said Jessica.

   "Why is the bed on the floor?" Said Anthelea.

   "We had an...  er...  accident." Said Jessica.

   Anthelea crawled onto the bed, wiggling inbetween Tina and Missy.  James
was fucking away at Missy, speeding up the pace a bit, hoping she would
come before he lost control.

   "Jessica.  You need to order a King size next year." Said Anthelea,
rolling onto her back and spreading her legs for Robert.  He gingerly
crawled on top of her, and began to fit his hard cock into her warm, wet
cunt.  Kat crawled over and pressed her cute little cunt to Anthelea's
face. Anthelea laughed, and began licking as Robert fucked her.

   Marissa seemed kind of lost.  This was the first time she'd ever done
anything like this.  James and Missy pulled her over to their side, and
Missy began kissing her.  James reached around and began to play with her
asshole as he fucked Missy.  Marissa had a sweet little asshole, and it
puckered tightly around his finger.  He loved her ass.  He felt his orgasm
getting closer and closer.

   Missy finally came, and the whole bed shook.  James let go, too, and had
a monster ejaculation, filling Missy's cunt with semen, and squirting some
out and down her legs.  The bed shook like crazy, and Jessica felt safer,
now that the bed was down on the floor.  She hoped nothing breakable had
been stored beneath it.

   Anthelea and Robert were the last to come, since they had come to the
party late.  She growled her trademark growl, and pounded on the bed as
Robert pounded on her.  When she calmed down, there was silence for a while
as they all rested.  James felt sleep calling his name, and he almost dozed
off.  Jessica looked at the clock.

   "Shit!  It's not even one o'clock yet!  We have lots of time left! 
Everybody trade off!"



   --==+==-

   The next day passed lazily, slowly.  The kids swam in pond with the
others, and traipsed around the woods.  Kat was golden brown by now, and
even formerly pale Anthelea had a nice tan.  The weather had been beautiful
the whole time they'd been there, but that night a gentle rainstorm came
up. It was still in the 80's, at least.  Anthelea had invited Dexter and
June over, and they had a monster poker tournament, which Jessica easily
won.  The night settled in, and Tina and Kat showed up, soaked to the skin,
giggling.

   Finally the room was silent.  Nobody seemed to know what to do.  It felt
weird to James to be without a TV going in the background.  He'd never
realized that you could live without a TV.  This place has many lessons, he
thought to himself.

   "Well, my friends." Said Jessica.  "It's about bedtime.  And what do we
do at bedtime around here?"

   "WE FUCK." Said Anthelea loudly.  Everyone giggled.  This is why I came,
thought Dexter.  Now the fun starts.

   Jessica and Anthelea found some old quilts in a closet, and spread them
out of the living room floor, after James and Robert scooted some furniture
around.  Jessica pulled James aside.

   "James." She said.  "Do you have your phone?  Call your friend, that
dark kid with the big dick.  We're going to need at least one more dick."

   James laughed, and called Thomas B.  Within a minute he was pounding on
the front door, and James let him in.  Everybody knew him, and James
glanced at his dick.  Thomas was already ready.

   "Nothing's off limits, folks." Jessica said.  The fun began.

   Halfway through the evening, James and Tina somehow ended up together in
the middle of the pile.  Tina fluttered her eyelashes, looked coy, and
reached down and spread her little cunt open.  James thought, what the
hell, and fitted his dick into it.  No baby oil this time.  He stuck his
head down, and dribbled some spit into the center of Tina's pussy, for
lubrication.  He began pushing.

   Jessica watched, with some misgivings.  She didn't know he'd already
fucked Tina once.  Jessica, for all her open-minded sexiness, did have some
concerns for the little girls.  She had said nothing was off limits,
though. It was too late to stop him now, he was five inches in the girl. 
Maybe he knew what he was doing.  Maybe, just maybe, she thought, this is
not Tina's first time.  Tina was what, thirteen?  Lots of girls had their
cherry popped at thirteen.  And younger.  Now Kat, though.  Her sweet
little Kat.  That was just too young.

   Dexter was fucking Missy, and watching James.  He decided that, if
possible, he was going to have some of that pre-teen pussy this evening
too. It was the sexiest thing in the world, to see James's long cock
disappearing into the young girl's body, inch after inch.  Dexter didn't
have as many inches as James, but he knew where he wanted them.  Missy was
sexy, but Tina...  damn...

   June was, at the moment, being fucked by Thomas B., and eating
Anthelea's pussy.  Robert was fucking Jessica.

   Marissa was doing one of the things she did best, eating pussy.  Kat's
pussy.  Dexter finally sent Missy to the moon, and then he moved over to
Marissa.  Kat was hunkered down over Marissa's face, so as Dexter slid into
Marissa, he bent his face down to Kat's sweet little ass.  Her asshole
tasted like candy to him, and he began to suck, and then plunge his tongue
into her depths.  Marissa began to moan and gyrate beneath him, as he
pounded into her cunt.

   Thomas B.  had finally got June off, and he moved to Jessica.  He was
glad to get to fuck Jessica again, he had loved fucking her last summer,
and thought about her all winter.  He decided he was secretly in love with
her.  Him and a dozen other boys.  They fucked doggy style, one of
Jessica's favorites, and he pounded her vigorously.

   Tina finally came, and most everyone watched surreptitiously as James
slowed and gently pulled his dick out of her.  Everyone had been surprised
that he could fuck her, everyone except Kat, of course.  Tina was proud to
have been fucked by him, and felt like one of the gang now.  She sighed and
relaxed, almost snoozing, laying in the middle of the group.

   Marissa came, hard.  Dexter did good.  He had enjoyed fucking her, she
was a sexy teen angel, just like what he liked, he had seen her around the
camp the last week, but never dreamed he'd get to fuck her.  She smiled up
at him as he pulled out of her, and he turned to find Tina laying beside
her.

   "Baby," he said, at Tina smiled up at him.  "Can I lick your little
pussy for you?"

   Tina laughed softly and nodded, still relaxed.  Dexter dropped his face
to her sweet cunt, and began licking.  He didn't care if a dick had just
been there, the girl had a sweet little cunt.  He'd give her some time to
relax, and then see if he could fuck her.  After James's monster dick, his
should feel comfortable to her.  He could just imagine how tight she was.

   June was taking her turn with James.  She loved his huge cock.  She was
going to take a turn with him, and then Robert, and then that other boy,
who had a respectable dick, also.  This was a good night for June.  She was
going to miss these folks when they left.  Although, of course, she still
had Dexter.  And that other boy might still be around.  Hmmm, hmmm.  June
made plans.

   Marissa, Missy and Anthelea were now in a big dog pile.  Or a 699 thing,
or something.  It doesn't work on paper.  Missy was eating Marissa's cunt,
who was eating Anthelea's cunt, who was eating Missy's cunt.  This would be
much easier in zero-G, Missy thought.  But they made it work.  Jessica
finally just stopped and rested.  I'm getting too old for this, she
thought. But she knew she wasn't.  She was enjoying herself greatly.

   Tina finally woke up and seemed to become a little animated.  Dexter
seized the moment, and asked her if please, pretty please, could he put his
weenie in her cute little pussy?  She smiled graciously and said sure.  She
leaned down and took his hard cock in his mouth for a moment, coating it
with saliva.  He understood, and when she lay back, he carefully fitted his
cock into her tight little cunt.  It actually went fairly easy for him, she
was pretty damn tight, though.  He didn't want to hurt her.  He knew that
he was going to come inside her, though.  He just hoped that she would come
first.  He began to gently pump her.

   Everybody just kind of wound down, and stopped for a while to rest,
watching Dexter slowly fuck Tina.  Kat finally crawled across the floor to
them, and took Tina's head in her lap.  Tina smiled up and lazily yawned,
her body twitching and jerking from the sensations emanating from her
pussy. He felt good, she thought, he was not as big as James, but he felt
good.

   When Tina finally came everyone clapped, and Tina giggled.  June and
Robert resumed fucking, and Jessica joined the pussy-eating chain of
Marissa, Missy and Anthelea.

   Somewhere in the middle of all this James had gone to sleep on the
couch. Kat joined him, her head in his lap.  She was out.  June and Robert
finished up, she got to come, and her and Dexter finally said their
farewells, and departed.  Robert and Anthelea went into their bedroom and
shut the door.  No growls tonight.  Missy joined Kat and James on the
couch, and Jessica, Thomas B.  and Marissa headed for the bed on the floor.



   --==+==-

   The next day Tina and Kat took off by themselves, and went down to the
lake.  There, they happened to meet Teresa and Alex, a brother and sister
from a few cabins over.  Teresa was eleven, and Alex was ten, Kat's age. 
The four of them messed around at the lake a while, not going in the water
because no adults were present.  They finally found themself at the ghost
shack, and they went in and sat on the dusty floor.

   "I stayed with Kat last night." Announced Tina, for no reason
whatsoever, just talking.

   "What did you guys do?" Said Teresa.

   "We played games and made out, mostly." Replied Tina.

   Teresa and Alex giggled.

   "What do you mean, made out?"

   "You know, made out.  We kissed and stuff."

   "What is the stuff part?" Asked Alex.

   "You know." Tina kind of squirmed, now that she was committed to
telling. "We licked and kissed on each other.  Everybody did it."

   "Everybody?  Who all is everybody?" Asked Teresa.  She was getting
interested.  Teresa liked playing around, too.  She had done it some with
Alex, and even some with Donny, her older brother.  Though she hadn't done
much.  This sounded exciting to her.

   "Oh, just some people in our cabin." Tina finally decided to clam up. 
Kat was looking uncomfortable, not sure how much they should reveal about
the things that went on when the sun went down.

   "Oh, that's no biggie." Said Tina.  "Alex and I do that all the time. 
Our parents even know."

   Well, that was true, their parents did know, and their parents had told
them to stop it.  She left out that part though.

   "I even made out with Marissa.  You know Marissa, my sister?" They knew
Marissa.  That impressed both Alex and Teresa, Marissa was seventeen or so.
She was a big girl, practically an adult.

   "And what did you do with her?" Alex asked.  He liked Marissa, but he
wasn't sure why.  Or what he'd do if he got her.

   "Oh, I just kiss on her.  And lick her, you know, down there." Tina made
a vague motion towards her crotch.

   "Oh really!" Teresa was entranced.  The idea of that really appealed to
her, for some reason.  "And she does you?"

   "Yes, of course." Said Tina.  Kat felt a little better, now that the
subject seemed to be mostly Tina's family.

   "Yes, our mom even knows, she's seen us doing it before.  Me and
Marissa, and me and Kat." Tina held her hand out to Kat, who smiled.

   "You two have done it?  Together?" Teresa was really entranced, now. 
Her little mind began to come up with ideas.  "Tell me what you've done!"

   "Well...  I just did tell you mostly...  kiss and lick and stuff... 
and, we've both had it put in us...  from a boy...  you know, it?" Tina
figured that would really impress the two of them.  It did.

   "You mean a boy's weenie?" Said Teresa, scandalized but thrilled.

   "Of course." Said Tina, and looked at Kat.  Kat nodded.

   "What boy?" Asked Tina.

   "Well...  I probably shouldn't say...  just a friend..."

   "I bet it's one of those boys with the big weenies." Said Alex,
giggling.

   Tina just smiled mysteriously, or what she hoped was mysteriously.

   "Tina..." Teresa said, summoning up her courage.  "You wanna kiss me? 
You wanna make out?"

   Tina made a surprised face.  Although, secretly, she had kind of hoped
this would come up.

   "Sure...  I guess..." Teresa approached, and leaned down to Tina.  They
kissed, a short light kiss, and then pulled away, giggling.  They kissed
again, longer, and Tina slowly opened her mouth and sent her tongue into
Teresa's mouth.  Teresa had never done anything like that, she'd just
barely experimented with kissing her brothers.  In fact, for all she'd
said, she'd just barely experimented doing anything with her brothers. 
This is gonna be fun, she thought.

   Alex just sat there and watched.  He was basically shy.  When Kat
approached him he almost turned away, but he had a burst of courage, too.
She sat next to him.

   "Alex...  wanna kiss?" She asked.  He nodded shyly, puckered his lips
and closed his eyes.  Kat moved towards him, and met his lips.  She probed
between them with her tongue, feeling him relax and let her.  She crawled a
little further on top of him.  They kissed some more.

   Teresa was making happy noises as she kissed Tina.  Tina reached down
and touched Teresa between the legs, causing the other girl to jump.

   "Open." Was all Tina said, and Teresa slowly spread her legs.  Tina
touched her, spreading her pussy lips, feeling for her clit.  Teresa jerked
and jumped, but enjoyed the feeling greatly.  She was right.  This was fun.

   Kat was pretty much on top of Alex by now.  She reached down and took
his soft little penis in her hand.  He really jumped at that, and would
have said something, but her tongue was in his mouth.  Kat wondered why he
wasn't hard.  Maybe he didn't like girls.  She rubbed his dick, and cupped
his balls in her hand.  She felt a little reaction from his dick.  Maybe he
was getting hard.  She had an idea.  She pulled away from him.

   "Alex.  Don't freak out." She said, and dropped her face to his crotch.
She took his small soft cock in her mouth, and began to suck on it.  Almost
at once she felt it began to stiffen.

   Alex sat, frozen, almost terrified.  Though, when he stopped and thought
about it, it did feel good.  He didn't know what to do, he just sat there,
as she sucked on his penis.  He could feel it getting harder, like it did
when he woke up and had to pee.  This was kind of fun, he decided.

   Teresa was moaning even more as Tina rubbed her little clit.  She was
having a great time.  Tina finally crawled down the other girl's body, and
planted her lips around Teresa's small, pretty cunt.  Teresa tasted good,
she thought, a little sweaty, but good.  Tina liked the taste of pussy. 
Who doesn't.

   Kat sucked until her jaws hurt.  His dick had grown considerably in her
mouth, and was good and hard.  It wasn't very big, compared to James and
Robert or even Dexter, but it was a nice dick.  The little cap on it was
hard and red, she noticed as she slid it out of her mouth.  Now the fun
part, she thought.

   Kat lay back on the dusty, dirty floor.  She motioned to Alex, pointing
at her spread little cunt.

   "Go ahead, put it in."

   Alex didn't really know what to do, although he knew what she meant.  He
almost trembled as he approached closer and closer to her.  He thrust his
crotch towards her.  Finally his hard little dick touched her.  It had
almost started to get soft, but at the feeling of her warm skin, it felt
like it was getting hard again.

   "Put it in." Kat urged, finally reaching down to guide it.  Alex thrust
convulsively, and the head of his dick went into her pussy slightly.

   "Yes, like that!" She exclaimed.  He thrust some more, feeling her body
surround him.  She felt nice and warm.  He liked this.

   Alex wasn't nearly as big around or as long as James and Robert.  Or
even Dexter.  But, this was fun, Kat thought.  He did feel good in her. 
And it didn't hurt a single bit.  He plunged in as deep as he could go, and
just stopped, and waited.  Kat wondered if he knew what fucking was.  He
didn't seem to.

   "Alex.  Pull it in and out, over and over." She finally said, and he
kind of woke up.  He pulled out maybe an inch, and pushed back in.  He
couldn't pull out too far, his dick wasn't that long.  But it felt good,
for him and for her.  He did it again.  And again.

   There we go, thought Kat.  He's got it now.  She relaxed, and enjoyed
the sensations.  She wasn't sure if this was going to make her have a cum
or not, but it was fun.

   Tina and Teresa were wrestling around on the dirty floor, hugging each
other, Tina's mouth still locked around Teresa's pussy.  Teresa gave every
indication she was about to come, and come she did, to her great surprise.
Tina giggled as she glanced up, and saw the look on Teresa's face.

   "What was...  fun..." Said Teresa, and Tina and Kat both giggled some
more.  Kat was laid back, relaxed, as Alex lay on top of her, pumping his
little dick in and out of her cunt.  This had been a good idea, she
thought, Tina had a good idea.  They didn't need no grown-ups to have a
good time.  They could do this on their own.

   In the end, Kat and Alex just finally kind of ran down, she didn't
manage to come, and he probably wasn't able to, yet.  His dick stayed
pretty hard, at least, probably due to the stimulation on it.  Kat finally
kissed him and pulled away from him.  She tried to explain to him how good
it would feel someday, but she wasn't sure she got through to him.  He was
a guy, though, he'd figure it out, eventually.

   Teresa had got to come, at least, and she was in love with the feeling
of coming.  She decided that even after they went back home, maybe Alex
could do that for her, lick her pussy.  She wanted to try it with him. 
Maybe they could even try tonight, after everybody went to bed.  The two of
them slept in the same room at the camp, it wouldn't be hard.  This was
going to be fun, she decided.



   --==+==-

   Alex got a second chance that evening, oddly enough.  And he did better
the second time.  Kat invited Teresa and Alex over to the cabin, and they
hung out and played games.  Tina was there, of course.  The adults came in
and out over the course of the evening, and finally Jessica ended up there
alone with the kids.  She played a few games with them, and then settled
back on the couch.  Jessica was a little tired out; it had been an
exhausting week.  Although, she'd had a good time.

   The games turned into giggling for the kids, and finally the three girls
disappeared into the bedroom.  Alex came and sat on the couch with Jessica.
They talked a bit about life without a TV, and such things.  Alex finally
said something about the stuff he'd done that day with Tina and Kat,
wanting for some reason Jessica to think he was grown up more than he was.
Kids are often like that.

   Jessica laughed.  She knew immediately what kind of stuff they'd
probably done.  These kids.  They were certainly sexual little creatures,
when they were allowed to be.

   "What did you guys do?" She asked Alex.  He suddenly turned shy, and she
had to question him several times before he loosened up.

   "Well, we kissed and stuff." He finally said, squirming.  "And then I
put my...  thing...  in Kat..."

   He was kind of proud of that last part.  He glanced at Jessica as he
said it, at her girl parts.  She had nice girl parts, he thought.  So,
Jessica thought, Kat is no longer a virgin...  well, sort of, she thought,
looking at Alex's cute little cock.  Technically, the girl was no longer a
virgin.

   "Really!" Said Jessica.  "You and Kat...  did it?"

   "Yep." He felt the urge to expound.  "We didn't do the...  ending... 
but it was fun..."

   "Yes, it's fun, all right." Jessica was turned on a little, to think of
these little kids actually fucking.  If that was what they really did.  She
looked at Alex's little dick, and wondered how hard it would get.  How big.
At what age did little boys began to have natural erections?  She wondered.
She didn't remember anything about James when he'd been Alex's age, which
she guessed was around ten or eleven.  She assumed by "the ending" he meant
that he didn't come.  He probably wasn't able to, yet, although she figured
maybe his little dick was able to get hard.

   "Alex...  dear...  does your weenie get hard?" She asked him, feeling a
naughty thrill.  It amazed her that anything anymore could make her feel
naughty, considering all the stuff she'd done recently.

   He laughed, embarrassed.  "Yes." Was all he said.

   "Alex.  Wanna play around?  The girls are busy.  We have some time."

   He nodded shyly.  He liked Jessica.  He wanted to kiss her.  He wondered
if he could put his weenie in her, like he had Kat.  He hoped he could do
it right, if he did.

   Jessica felt supremely turned on, for some reason.  The thought of
experimenting sexually with this young boy was really pushing her buttons.
She scooted over next to him, on the couch.  His little cock was so cute,
limp and soft, with his wrinkled little balls drawn up beneath.  She
realized that she could easily fit it all in her mouth.

   "Alex...  do you think your parents will be upset?  If we...  do
things?"

   "Not...  not if I don't tell them..." Well, that made sense.  Jessica
wondered for a moment if she should really go ahead with this.  Well, he
had played around with Kat this morning.  But, Jessica was an adult.  She
wondered if she should just trust him not to tell.

   "Alex, dear...  if you do tell I might get in trouble...  so please
promise me you won't tell?"

   "I promise." He was sincere.  She hoped he was better at keeping secrets
than Kat.

   He seemed to want to kiss her, and she let him.  It was kind of fun, she
thought.  Silly, but fun.  She wasn't sure why she thought of it as silly.
Just the idea of a ten year old...  and her...  it was a little silly.

   "Do you want to lick me, dear?" She finally asked, and he nodded shyly.
She spread her legs, and he dropped down to the floor, between them.  He
didn't really know what to do, so she gave him a few lessons, showing him
her clit, and spreading her pussy lips for him.  He finally cautiously
touched his tongue to her clit, and looked up at her, smiling.

   "Darling, you might have to get used to the taste." She said, laughing.

   He smiled again up at her.  "You taste good, Miss Jessica." She nodded.
She knew she did.

   She relaxed, and let him lick and chew on her pussy lips.  He was pretty
good, for a first-timer.  She tried to see if his little cock was getting
hard, but she couldn't see it.  He licked her clit very well, she already
felt twinges and twitches shoot up and down her legs.  He was good.

   "Stick your tongue in me, dear." She said, and he pushed his tongue into
her pussy crack as far as he could, which wasn't actually that far.  But it
did feel good.  His nose rubbed against her clit.  She scooted further
down, pushing her pussy out, and told him to go lower.  He was finally
licking her asshole, to her pleasure and excitement.  Now that feels sexy,
she thought, a young boy, licking my asshole.  That is sexy.  She wondered
what he thought of the taste.  She hoped she tasted good.  Asshole has a
taste all its own, she thought.  Some people have to cultivate a taste for
asshole.  And some people just love it naturally.

   She finally decided to give him back a little of what he was giving her.
She reached down and pulled him up to her level, and pulled him around to
the couch.

   "Lay back, dear." She said, and he did, obediently.  She leaned down,
smiling at him, and took his little cock in her mouth.  She took it all, in
fact, balls and all, and sucked gently on him, swishing his penis around in
her mouth.  Almost immediately, she felt him stiffen slightly.  Ah, she
thought, good.

   Soon his little prick was hard, and she sucked on it specifically,
rubbing up and down it with her lips.  He seemed to be enjoying it greatly.
Surely a blow job feels good at any age, she thought.  After a few more
minutes she pulled back from him.

   "Alex, darling...  do you want to try and put it in me?  Like you did
Kat?" She asked, and he nodded.  She lay back on the couch, and pulled him
over on top of her.  She helped him guide his little cock up to her pussy,
almost laughing at the spectacle of her adult-sized cunt swallowing his
small child-sized cock.  Her cunt looked huge, next to his cock.  She
wondered if she'd be able to feel him at all.  Jessica had always thought
of herself as pretty tight, but this kid's cock was barely as big around as
her thumb.  She'd be able to feel him, surely, but she wouldn't feel full.
Well, it might still be fun.  She hoped it would be fun for him, too.

   He finally got situated, and he slid his little prick into her body.  It
did feel good going in, she thought.  His thighs slapped her crotch, and
just like a pro, he pulled out and pumped her.  His groin pressed against
her clit, helping, and she thought, my god, I might actually come from
this. A ten year old might make me come.

   Alex was having fun.  He decided he liked fucking, except that he didn't
really know yet to call it that.  He pumped away at her, feeling his cock
get harder and harder.  It felt good.  He wanted to do this every chance he
got.

   Her boobies were right in his face.  Just because he had seen babies
doing it, he fastened his lips around her nipple, and began to suck.  He
squeezed and rubbed her soft breasts with his hands.  This was fun, he
decided.  It was fun for Jessica, too.

   She didn't have any idea how long they did this.  A long, long time. 
She wondered what she'd do or say if somebody came through the door.  Oh,
hi, yes, I'm being fucked by a ten year old.  Or something similar. 
Luckily, nobody showed up.

   Jessica finally realized it was going to take way too long just just
simply let him bring her to orgasm, and she finally reached down and began
rubbing her clit, knowing that if all else failed she could come that way.
Sure enough, she felt the familiar tightness in her legs and belly start,
and she knew she was getting close.  She came, at last, as Alex pumped
away, startling him slightly.  She tried not to come to energetically, she
had no idea if he'd ever seen someone come before or not.  She sighed and
groaned and wiggled beneath him, feeling his small body balance on top of
her.  He didn't know what was happening, but she seemed to be enjoying
herself.  He knew he was having a good time.

   She finally reached around and clasped his little buttocks in her hands,
pulling him to a stop.

   "You can stop now, dear." She said, laughing.  He smiled.

   "That felt good.  Did you like it?"

   "Oh yes." She said.  "I liked it a lot.  Did you?"

   "Yes, a lot."

   "Good."

   She could feel his penis softening, probably from the loss of
stimulation.  She was content to lay there a while, with him on top of her,
and relax.  When the girls finally came out of the bedroom they were
sitting side by side, looking innocent.  Alex wondered if he should tell
Teresa later what he'd done.  Maybe if she told him what the girls had
done, in that room with the door closed.



   --==+==-

   Kat wandered around the camp the next morning, looking for Tina.  As she
went down the path, she caught up with Dexter and June, who were coming
back from breakfast.  They hadn't seen Tina this morning.  Tina had said
she had some stuff to do with her mom.  Maybe they had gone into town.

   "We're going to the lake.  Wanna come?" Said June, so Kat went with
them. Some kids were playing in the water, and they splashed around a
little, and finally headed for the ghost town.  Nobody at all was there,
and the cool morning breeze blew through the old ruins with some spooky
moaning noises.  Dexter had brought his towel, and they sat inside an old
building and talked for a while.

   "Did you enjoy yourself the other night?" June asked Kat, wondering what
the little girl thought of all the adult activities that had gone on around
her.  That she had participated in so freely.

   "It was fun, yes." Said Kat, giggling.  "I always have fun when we do...
stuff like that..."

   "Your little friend seemed to have a good time." Said Dexter,
remembering the feeling of Tina being impaled on his hard cock.  He was
ready to do it again.

   "Tina has all the fun." Said Kat.  "Everybody thinks I'm too young to be
fucked...  although I have been..."

   Oh, that was interesting.  Dexter's dick began to lengthen.  This little
girl had already been fucked?  Not surprising, considering the crowd she
was with.

   "You are not a virgin, darling?" Asked June, curious herself.

   "No, I guess not." Said Kat.

   "And how old are you?"

   "Eleven."

   "Goodness, that's an early start.  Were you able to enjoy it?  Did it
hurt?  Did you bleed?"

   "No." Kat said.  "It did hurt a little but I didn't bleed any.  James
said my cherry was already popped." Oops.  She just let James's named slip
out.  Oh well.

   June smiled and nodded knowingly.  "I didn't have a cherry either,
darling.  Not everyone does.  It makes it easier, your first time."

   Kat nodded.

   "Did you enjoy it, though?" Asked Dexter.  His dick was pretty hard now,
thinking about this sweet young girl being fucked by James's big dick.  He
wondered how much of it she'd been able to take.  Surely her pussy didn't
reach to her stomach, or beyond.  James was at least a foot long, he
figured.

   "Yes, it was lots of fun.  I had a cum and everything." Said Kat.

   Dexter looked at June and arched his eyebrow.  June knew exactly what he
was thinking.  She sighed and laughed a little at him.  He was pretty
predictable.  And, she had to admit, she was a little turned on herself
thinking about this girl being fucked.  By James, no less, big dicked
James. She wondered how the girl had been able to take him.

   What the hell.  She'd just ask.  "Darling.  How much of James could you
get into your pussy?"

   Kat made a measurement with her hands of maybe six or eight inches.  Not
all of James, obviously.  Not surprising.  June caught Dexter's eye, and
nodded.  Whatever he wanted to try was okay with her.  She had felt a
little horny all morning, in fact.

   "Kat, darling." Dexter asked her immediately.  "Do you want to do it
again?  Here, with us, with June and I?"

   Kat thought for a minute.  Kat was evolving into a very sexual creature.
She enjoyed sex greatly, for a pre-teen.  She seemed to have a natural gift
for coming that most girls her age probably hadn't developed yet.  She was,
of course, very uninhibited, and very open.  She wasn't afraid of anything.
Well, spiders.  She was afraid of spiders.  But that was about it.  She
wasn't afraid of trying anything sexual.  And she seemed to have no
embarrassment about anything.

   "Sure." Was all she said.  She looked pointedly at Dexter's hard cock.
She had known all along he wanted to do her.  She knew that she was the
reason his dick had got hard.  She liked that feeling, that she was able to
do that to him.  She knew that he probably loved his wife, and she him, but
Kat knew that she was the one turning him on.  Making him hard.

   Dexter and June spread his towel out on the dusty floor.  The three of
them moved to the center of it as best they could fit, and June almost
immediately dropped her mouth down onto Kat's cute little cunt.  She loved
the taste of the girl.  She could tell by the taste that Kat hadn't taken a
bath that morning.  The girl tasted great, sweaty and tart, sexy as hell.
She licked down Kat's cunt, past her sweet little taint, to her asshole. 
Kat giggled and spread her legs further.

   Dexter, just for a little insurance, pushed his hard cock into June's
pussy first.  He knew June didn't mind him playing around, and she never
seemed jealous of him when he played around.  But he still wanted to
re-assure her somewhat.  He fucked her for a while, turned on by watching
her eat out Kat's pussy.  Kat lay back, totally relaxed, breathing deeply,
and finally came as June slurped on her clit.  Kat was holding her pussy
open with trembling fingers.  She came good, gulping air and hiccuping. 
She relaxed even more, and lay back with a smile on her face.  Dexter let
her rest for a while before he moved in on her.

   "You okay, darling?" He finally asked, and she nodded sleepily.  She
roused, and sat up.  Dexter had pulled out of June, and stood before Kat,
on his knees, his hard cock standing out before him.  Kat leaned down and
took him in her mouth, and he almost came.  Just the sight of the little
girl kneeling before him, her face in his crotch, was enough to get him
off. He could see her cute little butt peeking out from behind her.  His
dick had never felt harder.

   Kat pulled away.  She looked at June.  "You taste...  good on him..."
Kat said, and June giggled.  June motioned to Kat towards her pussy, and
Kat crawled over to her, her ass in the air, and bent down to June's pussy.
Her little tongue began pounding and rubbing June's clit.  Lord, thought
June, this kid is a natural.  Where on earth did she learn how to do this?
Who's kid is she anyway?

   Dexter regarded Kat's little ass, pointed right at him.  Her slit looked
sexy and tight, between her closed legs.  He wondered if he could take her
from behind.  His dick felt hard enough.

   "Darling, can you spread out a little?" He asked her, putting his hands
between her legs and spreading them gently.  She did, moving her knees
apart about two feet.  Now her little cunt was spread out a bit.  Now she
was ready, he thought.  He had to lower himself quite a bit, but he finally
brought his hard dick up to her cunt.  He was still wet from June, at
least, wet and slippery.  And he was pre-cumming like crazy.  He wondered
if Kat was wet.  She seemed to be having a pretty good time eating out his
wife, he noticed.

   He softly grasped her by the sides of her little ass, and pushed his
cock against her pussy lips.  The tip of his cock slowly slid into her, an
inch at a time.  She was tight, lord she was tight.  He realized he was
probably going to be able to go all the way in her, unlike James.  She felt
so good, damn.  Finally he stopped, his thighs against the backs of her
smooth sexy legs.  He slowly started pumping.

   Kat was having a good time.  Dexter felt good inside her.  She was
really learning to enjoy the feeling of a cock inside her body.  She had
often put her own finger inside her pussy, but she realized that a finger
was no longer going to be enough.  Dicks felt much better.  Much more
fulfilling.  Much more filling.

   June was greatly enjoying Kat's clever little tongue on her clit.  The
kid was more than a natural, she was a pro.  June had a fairly large meaty
clit, and Kat was enjoying the feeling of it, of wrapping her lips around
it and sucking.  And June tasted good, she thought.  June felt an orgasm
building.  June was, as much as a girl can be, a pervert.  She liked out of
the ordinary experiences.  She loved pee sex.  She loved animals, and her
and Dexter had a dog that she regularly let lick her.  She had even sucked
the dog off, more than once.  They had worked many times at trying to get
the dog to fuck her, but he was a kind of dumb dog, it appeared.  He just
couldn't seem to get the idea.  Anyway, June was having a good time.  She
was turned on by the sexy little girl eating her out.  She had loved the
taste of Kat.  June loved pussy, and she decided that pre-teen pussy was
the best of all.  So fresh and smooth and clean and sexy.

   Kat felt her orgasm wash over her, and she let herself go.  She twitched
and shook and hiccuped and wiggled around, feeling goosebumps sweep over
her body.  Her legs almost cramped, she came so hard.  She gasped for
breath, and gulped air.  That was a good one, she thought.  That was a
really good one.



   --==+==-

   Dexter and June walked Kat back to the cabin.  The three of them thanked
each other, giggling.  Maybe we'll see you tonight, June said.  I hope so,
Kat said.  I hope so.



   --==+==-

   Jessica was in the lunch room, checking the supplies in her half of
their fridge.  A tall woman, dark and dusky, quite attractive, entered the
room, and greeted her.

   "You don't know me, dear, but I know you.  I'm Marissa's mother.  You
are James's mother, yes?"

   Ah.  This was Virginia, Jessica realized.

   "Yes, I'm very pleased to meet you.  I've heard a lot about you."

   Virginia snorted.  "Don't believe everything my daughter says."

   Jessica laughed.  "Well, don't believe everything my son says either."

   "Your son is a very well mannered young man.  You should be proud of
him. I hope some of that will rub off on Marissa."

   Jessica laughed with her.  She liked the woman.  She frankly admired her
large round tits.  And damn, those nipples.  They just screamed "suck me!"

   They made some small talk, as they inventoried their groceries.  Jessica
wasn't too worried, they only had two days left, and they wouldn't starve.

   Virginia found herself talking very frankly about James.  She figured
that Jessica already knew she had fucked James a time or two.  She had
heard the rumors all over the camp, last year and this, about James and
Jessica, mother and son, and the fucking that they did.  They had fucked on
the ball field, according to the rumor mill, in the lake several times, and
at the ghost town.  And this year.  Lord.  Orgies every night, practically.
Well, there wasn't much proof of that, but a lot of people did seem to come
and go at the Gomez cabin.  Virginia was a little jealous of Jessica, in
fact.  She seemed to have it all together.

   Jessica wasn't surprised at anything Virginia hinted about.  She knew
James had fucked the woman last year, and this.  She didn't blame him,
Virginia was pretty sexy.  Her personality was quite a bit different than
she'd imagined, and way different than Marissa's.  But Virginia had that
special something, that elusive, hard-to-define something that just made
her sexy as hell.  I consider myself challenged, thought Jessica.  Before
this day is over, I'm going to have some of that.  James will not be the
only Gomez to taste her.

   The two of them walked down the path, back to the cabins.  They stopped
in front of Jessica and James's place, and Jessica invited Virginia in.  No
one was home.  They sat and talked for a while.

   "Virginia." Jessica finally said, when the conversation lulled.  "I must
speak frankly.  I find you very attractive.  I see why James was on cloud
nine last year, after he had been with you."

   Virginia laughed.  "He was on cloud nine?  I was on cloud nine. 
Jessica, dear, you are a very lucky girl, to have a son of such... 
faithfulness and prowess and...  stature...  I envy you greatly."

   Jessica blushed.  She knew she was lucky.

   Virginia continued.  "And I appreciate your willingness to share him. 
I'm not sure, if he were mine, that I could be so unselfish.  I am a little
more stingy than you are."

   They both laughed.  They were sitting beside each other on the couch,
and Jessica slowly leaned back and relaxed.  She reached up and put her
hand on Virginia's shoulder, and gently pulled the other woman to her. 
They lay for a few moments, in silence, Virginia feeling the soft warmth of
Jessica's naked breast against her back.

   Finally Virginia spoke.  "Jessica.  I must admit, I am in unexplored
territory here.  I have never been with another woman before."

   "Darling..." Jessica said, sliding her hands beneath Virginia's armpits
and cupping her firm beautiful breasts.  "I will be gentle.  Let's just
relax and have a little fun.  Follow me."



   --==+==-

   Once in the bedroom, Virginia regarded the low bed with amusement. 
Jessica told her the story, amusing her further.  The two women crawled up
on the bed, and Jessica held Virginia for a while, running her hands over
the other woman's hard, almost muscular body.  Jessica was very turned on.
She understood now what James had been talking about last summer, when he
talked about Virginia.  The woman was sexy as hell.

   Jessica finally took Virginia's wonderful nipple into her mouth.  And
her breasts!  So firm and round!  Jessica was in heaven.  She licked and
sucked for what felt like half an hour, until she felt Virginia wiggle and
tremble.  Jeezus, the woman was going to come, just from having her tits
played with.  Jessica slobbered a trail down Virginia's flat stomach, past
her deep navel, to her pussy.  Her beautiful, beautiful pussy.  The woman
tasted divine.  She had huge meaty pussy lips, what Jessica thought of as
"flaps".  Jessica pulled them into her mouth and chewed on them, loving the
fragrant pussy smell of the other woman's body.  Aromatic.  Sexy.

   Virginia began to shake and tremble, and Jessica could tell she was
coming.  She cried out, gasping for breath, and her whole body shook. 
Jessica concentrated on her fat clit, and brought Virginia to the brink of
a massive orgasm.  To the brink and beyond.  Finally, Virginia settled
down, and lay back, almost gasping for breath.

   "That was..." Virginia said, her voice shaking.  "That was intense.  You
are very skillful, dear."

   Jessica laughed.  She had enjoyed it greatly.

   "I'm sure I'm not as good as you, but I'd love to try with you, if you
will allow me to." Virginia said.  Jessica reached up, and wrapped her lips
around the woman's mouth.  They kissed for a long, long time, their hands
on each other's bodies.  Jessica rubbed and stroked Virginia's muscular
ass, and tickled and teased her asshole.  She was going to have a taste of
that asshole, and soon.  Right now, in fact.

   Jessica got Virginia to turn over on her knees, with her butt in the
air. Jessica began to lick and suck her fabulous asshole.  Her puckered
hole felt fat and sexy beneath Jessica's lips, and she licked and slurped
on it, happy.  Virginia had one sexy ass.  They traded, and Virginia licked
and sucked Jessica's asshole to her heart's content.  Virginia loved
assholes, she remembered last year, how she surprised James by licking his
asshole.  Now she was doing his mother.  And his mother had one sexy
asshole.  Sexy, and tasty.  Virginia thought that Jessica had a wonderful
asshole.  She loved it.  Jessica finally turned, and lay on the bed, and
Virginia went down on her.  Although it was her first time eating pussy,
she did great, Jessica thought.  Jessica came, surprisingly quickly, as
Virginia sucked on her clit.

   After Jessica came, they just laid on the bed for a while and hugged
each other.  Virginia finally dragged herself up, and they said their
goodbyes, each thanking the other for a wonderful afternoon.  Jessica hoped
she could see Virginia at least once more, before they had to leave.  Maybe
they could have a little going-away party, and invite her.  Her, and
everyone else.



   --==+==-

   And that was exactly what she did.  The night before they left, a fairly
huge crowd gathered at their cabin.  Jessica, James, Missy and Marissa,
with Robert and Anthelea made up the core group.  And Kat, of course. 
Marissa, Tina and Virginia showed up, and then Dexter and June.  Finally
Thomas B., and another boy named Alvin came in.  Food was consumed, and
drink was drunk, though Jessica was careful not the let the kids drink. 
They played a few games, and Jessica suggested a poker game with real
money, but nobody fell for that idea.  They talked about a night-time swim,
but decided against it.  Jessica could tell Thomas B.  and Alvin were
impatient for the sex to start.  Anthelea seemed a little impatient, too,
and she finally started the ball rolling by clasping Kat to her and kissing
her passionately.  From there, it didn't take much.

   Jessica raised her head once, from June's cunt, and everywhere she
looked, people were fucking, sucking or licking.  Virginia seemed to have
no inhibitions about group sex, she was being fucked from behind by Alvin
as she sucked Robert's dick.  Marissa was being fucked by James, as Missy
kissed her.  Dexter was licking Tina's pussy, he had been somewhat hesitant
because her mother was there, but Virginia either didn't notice, or didn't
care.  Kat and Anthelea were locked onto each other, face to cunt. 
Somebody, somewhere, was coming, Jessica could hear it.

   Later that night Jessica was surprised and a little excited to see
Virginia going down on Marissa.  Her daughter.  How cool, Jessica thought,
James and I are not the only ones now.  She wondered if Virginia would do
the same for Tina.  Now that, Jessica thought, that I'd like to see.

   She hunted through the tangled mass of bodies and finally spied Tina,
beneath Alvin.  He was fucking her carefully and gently.  Good.  She
wondered if Virginia had the girl on birth control yet, If she was
bleeding, that is.  Might be a good idea.

   Jessica was shocked to see James and Kat on he couch.  James's dick was
deep in the young girl, not all the way, but deep.  Lord.  She somehow had
totally missed that starting up.  She wondered if it was the first time. 
Kat actually seemed like she knew what she were doing, or what was being
done to her.  It sure didn't look like her first time.  She would have to
ask James about this.  It was too late to get onto him about it, but she
was curious how long it'd been going on.  And how it started.  That girl.
She shook her head.

   Kat seemed to be enjoying herself, at least.  And it was kind of sexy,
Jessica thought, watching James's giant cock slowly pump in and out of the
tiny cunt.  At least he was being careful with her.  Dexter was fucking
Tina now, with Virginia just a few feet away.  There is no way she could
not have noticed it, Jessica thought.  Well, she's certainly open-minded.
As open-minded as I am.  Jessica wondered what Alice would think if she
found out what all Kat had been up to on this little trip.  In a way, she
didn't think it'd bother Alice too much...  Kat didn't seem too much like a
kid any more...  she just seemed like a little grown-up, or something. 
Strange.

   Thomas B.  was fucking Missy now, in love all over again.  Missy looked
like she was having a good time too.  Alvin was doing June now, and whoops,
it looked like he was coming.  Alvin hadn't had the practice at this that
some of the other boys had.  And nobody had the practice James and Robert
did.  They were masters at holding back.

   Robert and Anthelea looked funny in the middle of this, just simply
fucking each other.  Jessica giggled at the idea of fucking your
significant other at an orgy.  Well, if that was what they wanted, let
them. Jessica felt an urge to seek James out, before the evening was over.
She still loved being fucked by James.  He was still the best, for her at
least.  Thomas approached her, and she smiled.  She lay back on the floor
and spread her legs for him.  He mounted her and began pumping.

   The last time Jessica looked at the clock it was past two.  Half the
crowd was asleep.  The two little girls were asleep in each other's arms,
looking cute and sexy.  Virginia and Anthelea were the most energetic at
this late hour, slurping away at each other's cunt, and finger-fucking each
other.  Missy and Marissa were lazily kissing each other and sucking each
other's boobs, watched by a sleep-drunk James and Robert, who were giggling
over something.  June was being slowly fucked by Thomas B., as Alvin and
Dexter stretched out on the couch, almost asleep.  Jessica approached them,
and sat in the middle, unwilling to give the evening up.  She leaned down
and took Alvin's cute little pecker in her mouth, and began to suck it back
to life.  He was the only one whom she hadn't fucked yet, and she wasn't
going to let him get away with it.  Dexter just watched, laughing, and he
began to stroke himself, getting ready for whatever end of her was free
when she got going with Alvin.  He knew there'd be something left over for
himself.

   Tina and Kat finally woke up, and Jessica was gratified and just a
little turned on to see the two little girls turn to Virginia.  Virginia
licked Kat's little pussy or a while, and then moved to Tina.  It was
especially sexy to see her eating out her own daughter.  Kat crawled down
and began licking Virginia's meaty pussy as Virginia licked and sucked
Tina. Tina came, and shortly afterwards Virginia came, as Kat slurped her
pussy.  Then, they turned, and Virginia licked Kat to an orgasm.  How many
times can these little girls come, thought Jessica, she'd already seen Tina
have half a dozen this evening.  Jeezus.  Oh, to be young again.

   Jessica felt her legs tingle and tense as her orgasm built up slowly. 
Alvin, though young and inexperienced, was bringing her along nicely.  She
was going to come good, she could feel it.  She sucked a little harder on
Dexter's cock, feeling him tense and relax, and she fondled his swinging
balls.  She felt goosebumps race along her sides and arms, and knew she was
just moments away from coming.  Alvin pounded away.  Here it came.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 18 : Back Home Again

   The trip home was fun, if a bit melancholy.  They dropped Kat off at
Dylan's, and Robert and Anthelea at her place.  Not much unpacking to do,
at least.  That night, it almost seemed lonely with just the three of them,
but they managed.  Now they had the whole rest of the summer to look
forward to.

   Their lives slipped back into a comfortable routine, again.  James and
Missy didn't have much to do that summer, they had both thought about
finding jobs, but there wasn't much available in their end of town.  Mostly
they just slept until noon, played around and waited for Jessica to get
home from work.  Sometimes they walked over to Kat's and spent a few hours
with her, or took her out to eat or something.  Jessica was working on a
deal to get James a car, and he tried to be patient about that.

   The three of them still slept in Jessica's bed, and the three of them
still made love every night.  James didn't think he ever get tired of that.
Missy was fun to fuck, as was his mom...  although Jessica and he still
seemed to have something deeper, something more profound than simple
fucking.  Something between them was still growing, still maturing, he
thought.  His love for Missy was catching up to his love for his mom, but
it was still a long ways back, he thought, just because he and his mom had
a head start.

   Robert stopped by occasionally, at least.  Sometimes they even played
around a bit, James, Missy and Robert, even once or twice when Kat was
there.  James and Robert told Missy all their stories, about jerking off
together, and sniffing Jessica's panties, and of course all about them and
Kat.  James finally told Missy that he'd spied on her in the girl's shower
at school, and how beautiful he thought she was.  She was charmed.  She
didn't mind.  They left out the parts about the coach, though.  James
finally admitted that he had loved fucking Kat, she was so tight and young
and sexy.  He got a stern look from Missy.

   "James.  That poor little girl.  I can't believe you put your giant dick
inside that poor little girl."

   "Well, she wanted it.  It was really her idea, Missy."

   "I can't believe you didn't break her in two.  Poor baby."

   James laughed self-consciously.  He wasn't always sure when Missy was
joking or not.  Robert said he was waiting his turn with Kat, and Missy
tsk'd him, too.

   "You guys are all alike.  You just want to get your dick into any and
every hole."

   James and Robert pretty much agreed with her.  A few minutes later they
proved it, as James sunk his cock deep into Missy's cunt, while she sucked
on Robert.  Robert didn't feel unfaithful to Anthelea, she had pretty much
told him that Jessica, Missy and Alice were on his list, if she could
occasionally fuck around with James, Dylan and the girls.  Anthelea had
come a hell of a long ways in a short amount of time, Robert thought.  He
still loved her the best, of course, and maybe Jessica second best, but
Missy was a lot of fun to fuck.  And to be sucked by.  The girl could
almost suck his asshole inside out.



   --==+==-

   That Friday night, Jessica did another of her girl's night out things.
She, Missy, Alice and Anthelea headed for a restaurant while James and
Robert amused themselves.  Alice had left Kat at home with Dylan.  No
sooner than she had left with the girls than Kat started in on Dylan.  She
knew what she wanted this time, and she had already planned on getting it.
She was prepared.

   "Uncle Dylan..." She still called him that.  She had called him "Daddy"
a few times, but it had seemed to kind of freak him out.  She wasn't sure
why.  Anyway.  Dylan knew that tone of voice.  He knew that something was
fixing to be expected of him.

   "Yes, dear." They were in the living room, with the TV on.  He hit the
mute button.

   "I think I'm ready." Kat simply said.  He didn't have much trouble
figuring out what she was talking about, but he wasn't sure if he was
ready.

   "Ready for what, dear." He finally said, buying time.

   Kat giggled.  "You know...  ready...  to be fucked..."

   He was scandalized to hear an eleven year old use such language, but he
was turned on by it, too.  He realized that he was ready too, but he still
wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do.  Hell, of course it wasn't
right, but he was probably going to do it.  He wasn't sure he wanted to get
into the habit of it, he didn't know how well both he and she could hide
it. And where would it lead from here?

   "Kat...  darling...  listen..." He sighed.  He didn't even really know
how to talk to her about it.  "I'd love nothing more than to...  fuck you.
You know that, I know that.  And it's almost inevitable.  Now, or later. 
But darling, you have to understand...  how this will affect our lives
together.  The big danger is your mother finding out, no matter how good we
are at hiding it...  your mother is very open-minded, but I'm not sure if
she could handle this...  I don't want to lose her over this..."

   Kat nodded sagely.  About half of this was making sense to her.  She
knew it would be a big secret, and she knew that keeping secrets was hard
for her.  She would really have to work on this one.

   "Darling, if we do it...  if we can do it, first of all...  we can only
do it on very rare, special occasions.  If we get in the habit of jumping
on each other every time your mother steps out, we are bound to get caught
or slip up or something.  And you'll really have to watch your mouth,
around here and with your friends.  This is something that you just cannot
tell anyone.  You know?  You understand?"

   Kat nodded.  She figured she was in.  He was already talking like it was
going to happen.

   "Uncle Dylan.  I promise.  I won't tell anyone.  Can we at least try?"

   She knew she could do it.  If she could take James, she could take
Dylan. This was going to be fun.

   "Okay...  I don't want to hurt you, Kat.  I won't hurt you, I refuse. 
If it hurts you have to let me know."

   She nodded again, and said, "I'll get the baby oil."



   --==+==-

   At Red Shrimp, the conversation had turned to the recent trip to Happy
Valley.  Alice kind of felt left out, she was the only one at the table who
hadn't been there.  Jessica related the high points to her, only leaving
out Kat's participation in the orgies.

   Alice was envious.  Slightly scandalized, but envious.  Next year, she
announced, next year I'll talk Dylan into going.  And I'm sure I won't have
to talk very hard.

   "Well." Jessica said.  "Sex is not really the driving force behind
nudism.  We kind of corrupted the place a bit."

   "Well, I'm sure Kat had fun." Alice said.  "Sex or no sex, I'm sure she
had a good time."

   "Oh yes." Said Jessica.  "I think she had a lot of fun."



   --==+==-

   Dylan locked the screen door, anyway.  He figured if Alice came home
early that'd give them warning, at least.  He'd have to unlock it from
inside to let her in.  And it could look like an accident that it was
locked to start with.

   Just to be double sure, he texted Alice and asked how things were going
and where were they.  Red Shrimp again, yes.  Having a good time.  So, it
looked like a go.

   They were in Dylan and Alice's room.  Dylan felt a stab of guilt at
fucking Alice's daughter on Alice's bed, but it was actually his bed first.
And Kat's bed was just too small.

   He slowly stripped her clothes off her.  She was so beautiful.  She
looked up at him, trusting him, loving him.  He still wasn't sure about
this.  But he had told her he would, and they had always seemed to have a
special relationship, especially now that she and Alice lived with him. 
Maybe this would make it more special.

   He laid her down on his bed, and took his pants and underwear off.  He
had been hard a long time, and his dick flopped out, causing Kat to giggle.
He laid his jeans out so he could get into them in a hurry, and turned to
Kat.

   "Darling...  don't forget, don't you ever forget...  I love you...  I'm
doing this because you asked me to, and because I love you..."

   "I love you too, Uncle Dylan.  I won't forget."

   She lay on his bed before him, naked as the day she was born.  Her legs
were apart at the knee, and he could see her little cunt gapping open.  He
could see the red inside of her.  How was he ever going to get his dick
into that, he wondered.  He reached for the baby oil.

   He slathered oil on his dick, and carefully poured a little stream of it
into her pussy.  He worked it around with his finger, and finger-fucked her
a little bit, pushing his middle finger deep into her body.  She didn't
have a hymen, as far as he could tell.  She lay, patiently, enjoying
everything so far.  She just hadn't had the heart to tell him that James
and Dexter had already fucked her.  She wanted him to think he was her
first, for some reason.  She felt like she owed him that.

   Finally Dylan leaned over her, and kissed her.  And again, and again. 
He rubbed and stroked her little body, rubbing her stomach and reaching
around behind her to cup her little buttocks and squeeze.  He touched her
asshole, causing her to giggle.  He sucked on her little nipples, and
started to lick her pussy until he remembered he'd already put baby oil on
it.  Damn.

   Finally he felt ready.  She'd been ready since the start.  She lay,
mostly on her side, one leg cocked at the knee, her little pussy spread for
him.  He scooted over to her, and placed his rock-hard cock at the mouth of
her beautiful little cunt.

   "Just relax, darling." He said.  "And please, please...  tell me if it
hurts..."

   She nodded.  She didn't figure he could hurt her much, not after James.
And James hadn't even hurt...  that much...

   Dylan began to push.  The head of his cock disappeared into her body
fairly quickly, surprising him.  Slowly inch after inch of his dick went
into her body.  She was tight, damn she was tight...  lord, she felt good,
he knew he could come in a moment if he let himself...

   He pulled out, and pumped.  Kat drew a shuddering breath.

   "How does it feel, baby?" He asked.

   "Good...  full...  I feel filled up..."

   He laughed softly.  "You are filled up, darling.  Just relax.  Enjoy the
ride."

   He gently pumped his cock in and out of her body.  She did what he said,
and relaxed, letting him take her away.  She knew she was going to come. 
Alex, poor little Alex couldn't make her come, but she knew Uncle Dylan
would.  James had.  Dexter had.  And Dylan would.  She felt the familiar
twinge in her legs.  Her body shook and trembled.  Dylan pumped.

   Dylan was surprised that she was this easy.  Well, good, he thought. 
This is way better than blood and tears.  It never occurred to him that he
might not have been her first.  He hoped desperately that she would come,
and have a good one.  He wanted her first to be something she would
remember, something that would set the standard for her.  He knew they
would do this again someday, probably someday soon.  But he also knew that
he was probably just the first of many.  He wanted her first time to be
special, more than just because it was her first.

   In a few minutes, she did come.  And she did come good.  She locked her
knees and curled her toes, and grabbed the sheets with her hands.  Her head
went back further and further, until he could almost hear her neck pop. 
Her body trembled and shook, and she came.  Good.  He was relieved, and she
was satisfied.  That was even better than with James, she thought.  This is
my third fuck.  James was my first.  Dexter was my second.  And Uncle Dylan
is probably my third to a few hundred or so.  Maybe forever.  We'll see. 
We'll see.

   Dylan got a towel, and cleaned his cum from her body the best he could.
He held her for a while, cuddling with her, loving her.  She was the best.
And she was a good little fuck, he thought.  He wondered when the next time
they'd get to do it was.  He just didn't want too get carried away with
her. Alice was so open-minded now...  he wondered if later, as Kat got a
little older, if somehow he could approach Alice with the idea, the idea
that him and Kat could fuck.  It almost seemed possible to him.  He knew
that Alice had seen Kat watching them fuck, and that didn't seem to bother
her at all...  she had almost thought it was funny the first time...  and
what Alice and he had, what they did was already a rule-breaker... 
probably just wishful thinking, he decided.  Oh well.

   When Alice got home later that night the two of them were curled up in
front of the TV, Kat just wearing a pair of panties.  The girl was fast
asleep.  Dylan yawned, and he picked up Kat and carried her in to their
bed. She never woke up.  He made soft, gentle love to Alice with Kat
sleeping beside them.  Only once did he see her eye peeking up at him, and
catch a smirking grin on her face.  Alice sighed and shook and groaned as
she came, and he reached down and held Kat's little hand as he filled his
beautiful sister with his seed.  His life could not be any better, he
thought.



   --==+==-

   One weekday, in a fit of boredom, James and Missy walked to the high
school.  It was pretty dead there, just a few janitors here and there, and
an empty parking lot.

   "Come on, let's see if the coach is here." He finally said, trying to
think up something to do.  The gym was unlocked, at least.  They went in to
the coach's office, and sure enough, he was there.  He greeted James
warmly, and James made introductions between him and Missy.

   They sat around and talked a while, and James gave the coach an only
slightly edited account of their summer activities.  The coach was
surprised and a little jealous to hear they'd gone to a nudist camp.  He'd
always wanted to try that.  And this boy got to go with this fine young
lady?  Even better.

   The coach knew Missy slightly.  He was the boy's coach, not the girl's
coach.  He knew her best from the holes in the wall, of course.  It was
gratifying to him to sit and talk with a sweet young lady whom he'd seen
naked.  He felt his dick getting hard.

   "Coach.  Missy knows.  I told her." The coach visibly recoiled.  He did
not want his secrets getting out.

   "Don't worry, your secrets are safe with me." Missy giggled.  The coach
was still a little nervous.

   "Gomez.  My job, my life depends on you keeping that a secret.  You too,
Missy."

   "Don't worry." Missy smiled at him.  He'd do a lot, for a smile like
that.  He liked this girl.  He wondered how far James and this girl had
gone.  Or were going.

   "Coach, Missy lives with me and my mom now." James sought to re-assure
the coach by telling him his secrets.  "In fact, she sleeps with me and my
mom."

   "Ah." That was interesting.  This boy still slept with his mother? 
Vaguely the coach remembered meeting James's mother at open house.  Wasn't
she that really foxy woman?  That youngish, dark, foxy-looking woman?

   "Well." The coach said.  "We all have our secrets." He and James
laughed.

   "Missy." James said.  "The coach and I...  spank it sometimes, in
here..."

   The coach's jaw dropped.  He just could not believe that James had said
that, had told this girl that.  Even if they were boyfriend and girlfriend,
he just could not believe it.

   "Gomez.  I just cannot believe you told her that." The coach finally
said, shaking his head.

   James laughed.  "We have no secrets, me and her.  I have fucked her more
times than I can count.  I have watched her fuck my mother.  I have drank
her pee and stuck my finger in her ass while she pooped.  I have..."

   "James!" Now Missy was embarrassed.  She stared and the floor and
giggled.  The coach was really turned on by these revelations.  These were
things he wanted to do with this fine young lady.  Jeezus.

   "Your mother, eh." The coach said.  "Gomez, just what kind of
relationship do you have with your mother?  Do I remember correctly... 
isn't your mother kind of a fox?"

   James and Missy both laughed.  "Yes." Said James.  "You remember
correctly.  She's not my real mother, not that it matters.  Yes, my mom and
I fuck.  We have for about a year now."

   "Gomez, you are one lucky motherfucker.  And I mean that in the nicest
way possible."

   The three of them giggled.

   "Coach." Missy said.  "Show me this tunnel, where you guys spy on the
girls."



   --==+==-

   After they emerged back through the closet, they sat back down.  Missy
was kind of bemused.  Of course, there had been nothing to see other than
the empty showers.  She knew she could never take a shower in gym class
again, without wondering if someone was on the other side of the wall.  It
didn't bother her too much, though.  Missy kind of liked showing off, now.

   James leaned over to Missy, and whispered in her ear.  "Missy.  Wanna do
it with the coach?  He's got a big weenie."

   Missy giggled.  "James.  What you must think of me."

   James just looked at her enquiringly.  She finally nodded her head.

   "Coach." James said.  "Wanna fuck around?"



   --==+==-

   The coach was pretty smitten with Missy.  He had a hard job.  All day,
off and on, he got to see foxy young girls, sometimes in surprising stages
of undress.  Not as much as the girl's coach got to see, of course.  He was
pretty good friends with the girl's coach.  He suspected her of being a
lesbian, but then he would have any woman in that job, although he would
have been horrified to think that she suspected him of being gay just
because he was the boy's coach.  Anyway.  He liked Missy from the start. 
And now he was going to get to fuck her?  He was in heaven.

   They had locked the door, of course.  The coach had cleared his desk,
sweeping everything onto the floor.  Missy was laying on his desk, on her
belly, her shorts and panties off and her legs spread wide.  The coach was
fucking her from behind, as she sucked on James's dick.  This was fun, the
coach thought.  This is the first time in all these years I've gotten
fucked in my office.  And this is the first time I've gotten to fuck a
student.  And what a student she is.

   Missy was everything he'd ever dreamed, tight and sexy, brown and slim.
Her ass was fine, he thought, as he stared down at it.  Perfect.  Not too
fat, not to skinny, just perfect.  She had two cute little dimples on her
back right above her ass.  He even wanted to lick them.  He kind of wanted
to slap her ass, but didn't, he didn't want her to take it wrong.  He liked
to slap asses, though.  Her cute little brown asshole beckoned to him, and
he rubbed it, sniffing his finger.  God she smelled terrific.  He yanked
his dick out of her and bent, licking her asshole, loving the tart, bitter
sweaty taste of her.  He felt like he could come just from licking her.

   James just watched, amused.  He looked down at Missy as she looked up at
him, and she rolled her eyes.  He hoped she was having fun.  He was.  And
very obviously, the coach was.  The coach licked on Missy's asshole some
more, and moved down to her cunt.  Jeez she tasted good.  He finally stood
and plunged his dick back inside her body, fighting the urge to come.  He
wanted this to last.  He wanted to do this for hours.

   Because Missy was on her stomach, her neck and head were bent up
backwards to allow her to suck on James.  Because of this he found her
throat was straight, and he could plunge his long cock all the way down her
esophagus.  She gagged a few times, but finally took him, all twelve inches
of him.  Jeezus, he thought, I'm in her stomach.  I'm gonna bump dick heads
with the coach.  He knew he was past her throat, at least.  He was
surprised she could do it without choking.  She was getting better and
better at this stuff, he mused.  And certainly more uninhibited.  Let's
see, he thought, who has she fucked, other than me?  Robert, Dylan, Eric,
Dexter, Thomas B., Alvin and the coach.  And that's just the guys.  She was
coming along nicely.  He was proud of her.

   This sure as hell beats jacking off in the trash can, the coach thought.
I'm glad these two came to see me today.  Summer is pretty boring, usually.
Things like this make it worthwhile.  If I could just do this every day. 
Damn.  Hold back, dick, hold back.



   --==+==-

   That Friday night Dylan and Alice invited the others over for games and
to soak in the hot tub.  That included Robert and Anthelea, of course. 
Nobody even thought of bringing a bathing suit.  Dylan cooked steaks on the
grill, and they played some board games, and finally it was dark.  They all
piled outside.  Alice laughed kind of embarrassedly.

   "Uhm...  we usually...  just hop in the tub naked...  I'm sure you guys
don't have a problem with that, having just got back...  from a nudist
colony..."

   Everybody giggled.  They didn't have a problem with it.  Besides, most
everybody here had fucked each other anyway, except for Kat.  And she'd
even made it with a few.

   They all stripped down, and got in the tub.  Seven adults and one child.
The water rose dangerously high to the edge, but didn't overflow.  Alice
related some of Jessica's stories to Dylan, about the things that had gone
on at the nudist camp.  She tried to speak in doublespeak or "adultese", so
Kat wouldn't know what she was talking about, but of course Kat knew
everything.  She'd been there.

   Dylan laughed, thinking that maybe next year they should go.  It sounded
like fun.  He wondered at the extent of Kat's activities, there.  It
sounded like the kids just ran wild.  He wondered if she'd played around
with some of the other kids.  He'd have to ask her, next time they were
alone.

   Anthelea and Robert were sitting over to one side of the tub.  Ann's
hand was busy beneath the water, stroking Robert's cock.  It grew harder
and longer, even peeking up out of the water a time or two, but nobody
except Kat noticed.  Ann finally scooted down a ways from him, and then
backed up slowly, ramming his hardness into her tight cunt.  She didn't
figure anybody would mind, if they noticed.

   It was pretty noticeable.  Pretty much everybody noticed.  Alice began
stroking Dylan under the water, hoping Kat wasn't catching on to what was
going on.  Jessica and Missy were both working on James by now.  Soon there
were three hard dicks beneath the dark water.  Well, one of them was buried
deep in Anthelea's cunt already.  Anthelea was being very quiet, out of
consideration for Alice and Kat.  She knew Alice didn't know the depths of
Kat's participation in their sexual escapades.  Alice sat on the left side
of Dylan, rubbing his hard cock.  She wondered how she could get him in her
without it being obvious to Kat.  She didn't know Dylan's other hand was
stroking Kat's little pussy and clit.  Kat just sat there and smiled.  She
was enjoying the evening, so far.

   Jessica finally moved slightly, positioning her ass underwater in front
of James.  How lucky he has a long cock, she thought, as she felt him
probing for her cunt.  He finally slid into her, and she sighed a deep
sigh. Jessica's middle finger was in Missy's cunt, pumping in and out
slowly.  Missy just sat there and grinned.

   Anthelea hiccuped once, and said, "Goodness.  Pardon me." and everybody
giggled, Kat included.  Kat knew exactly what all was going on all around
her.  She was no dummy.  She wondered if she could have a cum from Uncle
Dylan's finger, here in the middle of everybody.  That might be fun to try,
but she'd have to keep it quiet.  She wondered if Anthelea could keep
quiet, she'd never been able to before.  Except maybe that one time in the
lake.

   Jessica relaxed and let James fuck her.  He still felt so good. 
Amazing. She wondered if any of the guys would cum in the water.  Probably
not.  That would be a little messy.

   Jessica and Anthelea came, at the same time.  The water splashed about a
little bit, and a few low moans escaped Anthelea, to her embarrassment. 
Jessica was completely silent, her arms and legs rigid, her diaphragm so
tight she thought she'd pass out at one point.  That was a very good
orgasm, she thought.  James is always good at that.  Very satisfying.  She
moved aside, to make room for Missy.

   Missy slid over in front of James, and felt his hard cock touch her on
her back.  He pushed it down inbetween her legs, and brought it up until it
touched the outside of her cunt.  The hot water felt good to her.  His dick
felt good to her, as it slid into her body.  She relaxed.  She loved being
fucked by James.  Hell, she thought, she just loved being fucked.  At this
point, she thought, although I love James more than anyone in the world, at
this point I'd let almost anyone fuck me, just to be fucked.  She wondered,
in fact, if she could somehow get Dylan or Robert to fuck her this evening.
The more the merrier.

   Dylan had his middle finger deep in Kat's pussy.k He pumped in and out
slowly, feeling her body shake and tremble at times.  It turned him on
incredibly to be doing this with her mother sitting a foot away.  Surely,
he thought, at some point Alice has to realize what a sexual creature Kat
is.  He wondered if Alice and Kat still traded pussy licks sometimes.  He'd
have to ask Kat, when he got a chance.

   Alice had finally settled in Dylan's lap, trying to make it look
natural. It probably did look natural from outside, but no one was outside.
Everyone was inside the tub, and every one else was getting fucked, too. 
It wasn't hard to figure out what Alice and Dylan were doing.  She moved
forward and back slowly, trying to keep her head at about the same place,
out of the water.  She wasn't that worried about everyone else, she knew
they were fucking, and they knew she was.  She just didn't want Kat to
suspect something was going on, beneath the waves.  Kat seemed like she was
in kind of in a trance, at the moment...  strange...  she seemed a million
miles away...  probably thinking about what to do tomorrow, or her friends
or something...  who knows...

   Robert finally just had to stop, because he didn't want to come in the
water.  Anthelea giggled, knowing what his problem was.  She squirmed and
wiggled a little bit, just to make it hard for him.  Oh hell, it was hard,
it was hard, and it was hard not to come.  He gritted his teeth and held it
back.

   James was having the same problem, deep in Missy.  The hot tub fuck had
really excited him for some reason.  Maybe it was the hot water.  Something
had really gotten him going.  He strained and held it back as best he
could, as Missy slowly moved up and down the shaft of his cock.

   Dylan could have come at any moment, but he was pretty good at holding
it back.  He still did his Kegel exercises every night, and his prostate
could have bent a steel bar by now.  He just clamped it, and continued to
fuck Alice.  Alice sighed and gave a few gentle gasps, finally letting
herself come, hoping Kat didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

   Kat came, gently, and well.  Dylan was a good finger-fucker.  Her legs
locked, and her whole body twitched, and she shivered, even under the hot
water.  It was a good one.  She didn't cry or moan or even sigh, and from
the placid look on her face you'd never know she'd just had an orgasm.  She
was good.  She felt good, now.  She relaxed and lay back, enjoying the
feeling of just having come.  She wished that Dylan or James could have
fucked her, that would be fun, she thought.  Maybe sometimes in the next
few days.  Maybe Monday James could do it while everyone was at work. 
Maybe Sunday night Dylan could do it, if her mom went somewhere.  She'd
work something out.

   Kat finally stood, climbing out of the tub.  "Gotta pee." She said,
heading for the house.

   As soon as the door closed behind Kat, Jessica grabbed James and urged
him to his feet.  Two seconds later his still-hard dick was in her mouth.
She motioned Robert and Dylan to their feet, and Anthelea and Alice took
their menfolk's cocks in their mouth.

   "Hurry!" Urged Missy, laughing.  She figured they had about a minute to
come before Kat returned.

   Minute, hell.  The door slammed.  All three cock-sucking women stopped,
and seven pairs of eyes went to the back door.  Kat stood there, bemusedly
regarding the three men standing up in the tub, with the three women's
faces in their crotches.  This was going to be difficult to explain, Alice
thought.

   Missy, at least, managed to look innocent.

   Kat said, simply, "Refill." She came forward, took her cup, held it up,
and turned back to the door.  The guys didn't even have time to get soft.
As soon as the girl disappeared through the door the women began sucking
again, Alice thinking what the hell, she saw what she saw, I'll try to
explain it to her later tonight.

   Robert came, filling Anthelea's mouth.  Then James, and then finally
Dylan.  Alice giggled a bit, wiping her mouth off, splashing up some water
to wash Dylan's sperm from her lips.  She didn't seem to upset by Kat
seeing what she saw, Jessica thought.  Good.

   The guys were seated again.  Kat finally came back out of the door, and
climbed in the tub.  Things were a little quieter after that.  Sex was
probably over for the evening, at least until everybody got home and in
bed. Kat wondered how she could turn that little accident to her advantage.
Not as blackmail material, but as can-I-have-sex-now material.  She began
to make plans.



   --==+==-

   That night, as Dylan showered, Kat and Alice lay in bed, and Alice
hugged the child to her naked body.

   "Kat darling...  I want to explain some things to you..."

   "Yes, mom." Said Kat obediently.  She knew what this was about.

   "You saw some things this evening...  that weren't meant for you to
see..."

   "You mean you guys?  Sucking on the guy's weenies?" Lord.  This had
already took a turn for the worse.

   "Yes, dear.  That."

   "That don't bother me, mom.  So what, someday I'll do it."

   Lord again.  Double lord.  This girl.

   "Kat...  darling...  just shut up for a moment and listen.  We didn't
mean for you to see that, and I apologize for it.  I just don't want it to
scare you or shock your or anything.  Adults do a lot of things that might
seem...  strange...  to a kid.  Don't let it worry you.  You can worry
about this stuff when you grow up.  Just enjoy being a kid, now."

   "I'm not worried, or scared, mom.  I enjoy being a kid, honest.  I don't
ever want to grow up.  I do want to do sex stuff sometimes, though."

   Good grief.  Alice just stopped, puzzled.  Where could she go from here?
Did this child really realize what she was saying?  Had the things she,
Alice, had done with and to Kat led to this?  Was this her fault?  What was
going to come of this girl, already saying she wanted to have sex, at age
eleven?  Have sex?  Well, "sex stuff", whatever Kat thought that meant.

   Mo-om..." Kat said, her voice almost seductive.  Alice flinched.  Kat
began to slide sensuously down her body, rubbing, maybe accidentally, maybe
not, her arm down one of Alice's nipples.

   "Mo-om...  sometimes...  I miss...  this..." Kat had stopped, her face
almost pressed to Alice's bare cunt.  Oh lord.  Alice almost teared up at
how badly she wanted to let the girl lick her.  She had enjoyed their times
together.  And she realized, that in spite of now having Dylan, she also
missed it sometimes.  She missed the intimacy she had shared with her
daughter.

   Alice started to grab Kat and pull her back up, but she'd waited too
late.  Kat's tongue had ran down her slit, and into her pussy.  Almost
right into her cunt, Jeezus.  And it did feel good.  It felt good when
Dylan did it, and it felt good when Kat did it.  And especially naughty
when Kat did it.  Intimacy?  She'd thought she missed the intimacy?  She
missed the naughtiness of it, the sheer naughtiness.

   Alice saw the dark shape of Dylan appear at the door.  Shit.  He
stopped, not sure if he should interrupt or not.  She finally motioned him
away, and he bowed backwards and disappeared.  She didn't deserve someone
as nice and thoughtful as Dylan, she told herself.  Yes she did.

   She finally pulled Kat up.  They lay together, face to face, and Alice
smelled her own cunt on Kat's lips.  Even that turned her on.

   "Kat, dear." Alice still didn't know how to continue the conversation.
"Kat, thanks...  for that...  I will admit, I miss that too, sometimes.  I
loved our time together, and I love you.  I don't want to hurt you, though,
although I don't know if doing things like that will or not...  I can only
hope not, at this stage..."

   Kat leaned into her and kissed her, a very adult open-mouthed kiss. 
Where did she pick this shit up?  Alice thought.

   "Mom.  I love you too.  I love the things we do.  I'll be alright, don't
worry about me."

   "I can't help worrying about you, darling.  I'm responsible for you...
and I can't help thinking I'm going...  a little too far with you."

   "Mom, everybody does sex stuff.  Don't worry about it, don't worry about
me.  I'll be alright."

   Alice snorted.  This child.  In a way, Alice thought, she will be
alright.  And she's right.  Everybody does sex stuff.  Just not usually at
age eleven.  Jeezus.

   "Mom." Kat sounded serious.

   "Yes, dear."

   "How old do I have to be...  to, you know?  To do it?"

   Alice sighed.  This was past the ridiculous stage.

   "I don't know Kat.  What do you think?  About fifteen, sixteen?"

   "I think thirteen.  Tina did it at thirteen."

   Who was Tina, Alice wondered.  That girl at the camp?

   "I think thirteen is a little young.  We still have a few years.  We'll
discuss this when the time comes."

   "Mom."

   "What."

   "I don't want to make you mad or anything...  but..." Kat stopped for a
long time.  Alice was struck at how mundane this seemed, to be just simply
laying in bed with her daughter, discussing things of this magnitude, as if
it were real.  She realized, to Kat, this was real.  She realized anything
she said would be remembered by Kat, remembered and come back to.  Probably
not thrown in her face, Kat wasn't like that, but possibly brought up
later. This was serious, to Kat.  And, it was serious.  They didn't tell me
it would be this hard, mused Alice.

   "What, Kat." Alice finally said.

   "Mom...  when it's time...  can we...  can I...  can it be Uncle Dylan?"

   Oh lord.  Alice sighed, again.  This was an evening of many sighs for
her.

   "Kat.  Darling.  My dearest child.  We'll see, we'll see.  We still have
plenty of time to decide that."

   And, strangely, Alice wasn't a bit surprised.  She knew the depth of
feeling between the two of them.  It would have surprised her more if Kat
had asked for somebody else.  It just seemed natural.  Alice could almost
see it happening, a few years down the line.  Hell.  She could see it
happening now, if Kat just wasn't so tiny.  And so young.  These kids
nowadays.  Lord, lord.

   Kat finally got up to pee, and Dylan figured it was safe to come back in
the room.

   "What was that all about?" He asked Alice.

   "Jeezus, Dylan.  I wish I knew."

   "Was she really...  licking you?"

   "Yes, Dylan, she was really licking me.  We are raising a little sex
maniac."

   Dylan sighed.  He already knew that.  He knew that Alice and Kat had
done this before, but it kind of turned him on to actually see it.

   "Well," he said.  "Just give her some space.  She'll just want to do
more faster, if you come down hard on her."

   "Yes, I know.  Jeezus."

   He laughed a little.  Alice smiled, in spite of it all.  Kat came back
in the room.

   "Can we please just go to sleep now?" Asked Alice.



   --==+==-

   "Kat.  What was all that about last night?" Dylan asked.  Alice had
headed for the grocery store, and Wally-world.  Kat and Dylan sat in front
of the TV.  Kat was just wearing her usual pair of panties.  Dylan was
already a little hot for her, but he had sworn not to ever push her.  In
spite of asking to go to sleep, Alice had fucked him like a demon last
night, after Kat had gone to sleep, or after she had pretended to have gone
to sleep.  He could tell that something had really worked Alice up.

   "We just talked about...  stuff...  about me doing it, and stuff like
that.  And if you could be my first." Kat giggled at that.  She knew that
Uncle Dylan already thought he was her first.  Let him think that, she
thought.

   "Jeezus, Kat.  Please be careful when you talk about stuff like that
with her."

   "I was.  Trust me."

   "What did she say?  About me being your first, I mean."

   "Oh, just stuff like we'll wait and see and so on."

   "Jeezus.  You are playing a dangerous game, girl."

   "Hey.  Don't worry." She scooted down the couch, and climbed into his
lap.  "Un-cle Dyl-an...  fuck me.  Please?"

   "We don't have time, Kat.  I'll finger-fuck you though..."

   "Okay!"



   --==+==-

   Later, after Kat had pulled her panties back on, they lay on the couch
and talked.

   "Kat..." Dylan said.  "What all did you do at that camp?  And who did
you do it with?"

   Now Kat realized she had to be very careful, if she wanted Dylan to keep
thinking that he was her first.  She thought for a few moments before she
answered.

   "Just...  stuff...  I kissed some people, and licked some people, and
let them lick me..."

   "Really." That was kind of sexy, he thought.  "What kind of people? 
Girl people, or boy people?"

   Aha, she thought.  Here's my way out.  And he'll probably like hearing
about it.

   "Mostly girls.  Tina and a girl named Teresa.  And I did try some stuff
with her little brother...  but he was too little for anything to
happen..."

   She was right, Dylan loved hearing that.  He pressed her for more, and
she obliged.

   "And Virginia, Tina's mom...  and Jessica and Missy and Anthelea. 
That's it."

   "Jeezus, Kat...  you...  fucked around with all those girls?  Even
Jessica?  Jeezus..."

   "Anthelea was lots of fun." Kat somehow knew instinctively how much
Dylan liked Anthelea.  "She's very...  sexy..."

   "Damn.  Damn right, she is.  Jeezus, Kat, you're putting me to shame. 
You are a little sex maniac."

   Kat giggled.  She wiggled up against him, and he idly rubbed one of her
little nipples.

   "What did you do?  Did you lick their pussies?  Did they lick yours?"

   "Yes.  And, James.  And a guy named Dexter, I sucked their weenies."

   Dylan just pulled back from her and regarded her like she was an alien
from space or something.  Few things had shocked him as much as that
admission, in spite of the fact that she'd done that exact same thing to
him.  Up until that point he thought that she was all his.  Only his.

   "You...  really...  sucked them off?  Guys?"

   Kat was kind of embarrassed, but she could tell it had excited him.

   "Yes...  well I did it for you, too..."

   True, but shit.  "What the hell was really going on out there, Katt?"

   "Just people...  doing stuff..."

   "Jeezus, Kat..." Dylan, in spite of the things he'd done with Kat,
wasn't sure if he liked the idea of other people doing "stuff" in front of
her.  And to her.  In a way, she was still his sweet innocent little Kat.
He realized how one-sided his perception of her was, but still...  damn...
she's just a kid, people, he thought.

   Well, he'd had enough secrets for one night.  He stopped asking her
questions and they settled down, waiting for Alice to return.  He held her
soft young body and wished that he could freeze her right then and there.
It made him sad to think of her growing up, because he knew that someday
he'd lose her.  Someday, no matter what, she'd find a nice young man, or
creepy jerk, and she'd be gone.  It's not fair, he thought.  She was mine
first.  I found her.  Life is just like that, though.



   --==+==-

   Robert and Anthelea invited the three Gomez's that Saturday night. 
Anthelea cooked a meal, and did a fair job, for someone that didn't
consider themselves a cook.  They sat around and talked until midnight, the
talk finally turning into James, Robert and Jessica stories about the first
of their mutual "relationship".  Fucking, in other words.  It got silly,
and Jessica had to relate the story of Robert and Anthelea's first "date"
to Missy, causing Anthelea to become embarrassed, even though Missy had
heard it all before from her.  The talk got a little nasty, then, before
long clothes began dropping to the floor.

   "James." Anthelea said, surprising everyone, even herself.  "James,
would you please fuck me in the ass?"

   Robert and Anthelea had had anal sex the other night, for the first
time. Anthelea was afraid of damaging her rectum, but she had enjoyed the
sensations greatly.  She had loved the feeling that she had to poop, when
it was really a big dick shoved up her asshole.

   James just laughed, glancing at Missy.  He knew Missy didn't mind him
fucking around with Anthelea, she considered Ann her best friend, except
for maybe Jessica.

   "I'm sitting this one out." Jessica said.  Jessica loved assholes, hers
included, but she just was not into asshole sex at all.  The only time
she'd had anal sex in recent memory was when she'd done a threesome with
Robert and James.

   Missy approached Robert.  "Robert.  You wanna do it, to me?" She asked.
James knew Missy had never had anal sex.  He'd thought about it many times,
but he thought he'd let her decide.  It looked like she'd decided.  He kind
of wished he'd been her first, but oh well, he was going to get to do
Anthelea.  Anthelea had an ass every bit as sweet as Missy's.  He knew it
would be fun.

   Anthelea disappeared, and returned with a huge tub of vaseline, causing
James and Robert to snicker.  "What" She said, looking at them blankly. 
"Nothing." Said James.

   "I have gotta pooh first." Said Missy, and she disappeared into the
bathroom.  James slowly undressed Anthelea, helping her take her shirt off
to expose a sexy black bra.  He unsnapped her pants and she let them drop.
Sexy pink panties.  He slowly drew them down her long legs.

   Jessica was sitting on the couch, watching all this.  She wasn't going
to participate, but it was still going to be fun to watch.  She knew this
was Missy's first time, and she hoped it would go well for her.  The girl
was smart to go poop first, at least.

   Missy finally returned.  She began undressing.  Anthelea pardoned
herself to go to the bathroom, also.  James followed her, getting a
scandalized look from her.  She stopped at the bathroom door.

   "James...  you really don't want to come in here..." She said.  He
grinned.  "Anthelea.  I really do want to come in there."

   "Ja-ames..." She whined, almost like a little girl.  He laughed.

   "Come on, Ann.  You are the sexiest girl in the world.  When we
butt-fuck, your sexy shit is going to be on my dick.  I just want to watch
you poop it out.  Please?"

   She gave him a frustrated look.  Finally she seemed to come to grips
with it.  She went on in the bathroom and he followed, closing the door. 
They stopped for a moment, and kissed.  He laughed and she finally giggled.

   "James, you are as big a pervert as Robert." She said, shaking her head.

   He nodded.  He knew.  She looked so sexy, wearing a bra only.  He
reached around behind her and unsnapped it, and let it fall.  Her beautiful
little breasts were exposed, and he kissed each one.  God she has sexy
nipples, he thought for the hundredth time.  Her nipples were always hard.
She was probably born with them hard.

   She started to sit on the toilet, but he turned her around where she was
facing the wall.  She sat, straddling the toilet, kind of uncomfortable,
but he wanted to be able to see her asshole as she pooped.  He crouched
down in front of the toilet, behind her, rested his chin on the toilet
seat. His tongue was just at the right height to lick her asshole. 
Perfect. He licked.  She tasted spicy and tart, fabulous.  Already a little
bit of poop taste.  Well, it was an asshole.  A very sexy asshole.  She
began to try and relax as he licked.

   "James." She said, having some misgivings.  "You aren't going to lick my
shit are you?"

   "No, Ann, I'm not that big of a pervert." She giggled, reassured.  He
finally stopped licking her and let her relax her anus.  She strained a
little, and a gentle little fart escaped, causing her to giggle in
embarrassment.  It wasn't that stinky, to James.  He loved it.

   Finally he could see her beautiful asshole open.  A light brown turd
peeked out, making him smile.  There was just something so cute about
pooping girls, he thought.  Something so private, so intimate, something
that so few people ever share.  He felt like he was seeing part of her life
that no one else ever saw, even thought he knew Robert well enough to know
that Robert had probably watched her poop more than once.

   The turd finally began to stream out of her body.  It was slender and
smooth, and it just came and came and came, surprising him.  The room
filled with the odor of her shit, and it smelled sexy to him.  The turd
didn't break off like most of the turds he'd watched other girls poop out.
It finally ended, and after a few moment's pause another short turd exited.
He realized she was done, and he reached down and slid his middle finger
into her asshole, causing her to gulp a breath of air.

   "Oh, goodness, James..." She said, giggling.  He finger-fucked her
asshole for a while, using her own shit for lubrication.  He reached around
her leg with his other hand and slid his other middle finger into her cunt,
and finger-fucked her doubly.  She gasped and breathed convulsively. 
Finally he stopped, and washed his hands in the sink.

   "No, let me..." He said, when she reached for the TP.  He tore off some
paper and wiped her asshole gently, finally taking a washrag he found,
wetting it, and cleaning her asshole.  Just to make sure he stood her up,
and kissed and licked it for her.  It tasted fresh and sexy.  And still a
wee bit poopy.

   "Yes, you're ready." He pronounced, and they went back into the living
room.  Robert was already pushing slowly in Missy's asshole, his dick
slathered with vaseline.  Jessica was sitting on the floor holding Missy's
head, murmuring to her and kissing her.  Missy seemed to be doing okay,
James thought.

   James took a big handful of vaseline and smeared it on his dick. 
Anthelea settled on the floor beside Missy, doggy-style, just like Missy.
Missy pulled away from Jessica for a moment to kiss Anthelea.  James
smeared some vaseline on Anthelea's beautiful asshole.  He positioned his
dick, and carefully began to press into her.

   "Relax, darling..." He said, and Anthelea sunk to her forearms, and
surrended to the feelings of the moment.

   Within a minute he was all the way inside her, his full twelve inches.
She was groaning and hiccuping.  He began to pump, slowly.  His hands were
sunk into her ass cheeks.  He reached around her leg in front, and tickled
her clit, causing her to gasp and giggle.  He pulled his dick almost all
the way out, and plunged it back in, ten inches at least.

   "Oh yes, oh yes..." She moaned.  He did it again.  And again.  She was
trembling and shaking now, and he realized that she was already close to
coming already.  Amazing.

   Missy was finally enjoying the feeling of a dick in her ass.  She, like
Anthelea, loved the way that it made her feel like she had to poop.  Every
time Robert pulled his dick out, almost all the way out, she got the
pleasure of feeling like she'd just pooped a fat turd.  Over and over
again. This is truly fun, she thought.  I thought it would hurt and be
nasty, but this is fun.

   Anthelea just finally went ahead and came.  She'd hoped to last longer,
but it was just to sexy for her.  She erupted, giving a low cry, and a few
growls, and let herself be swept away.  She was surprised, again, as she'd
been with Robert, to come this hard from simple anal sex.  And without her
clit being involved.  Her poor little forgotten clit.  She'd have to give
it some special attention, later.

   Maybe five minutes after Anthelea came, Missy came.  She could smell the
slight shitty smell on James and Robert's dicks, and it turned her on for
some reason.  James was still slowly pumping Anthelea, who seemed content
just to lay on the floor, her butt in the air, and be fucked by him.  Missy
gasped and sucked in a huge breath of air, and felt her legs twitch and her
stomach contract.  She came good, a good one, she thought.  Jeezus, it
hurt, almost.

   Jessica watched the four of them, shaking her head.  That did look like
fun, she thought.  Maybe next time I'll get in the middle of it.  My
asshole could use a little attention, I guess.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 19 : Missy & Laura

   Missy's best friend, at school at least, was a girl named Laura.  Laura
and her family had done a lot for Missy, they'd helped her through that
mess with her dad, and she'd even stayed with them for a while.  She loved
Laura dearly.  They had been friends since grade school.  She had told
James more than once that she didn't like Laura "like that", she didn't
lust after her, but she did love Laura dearly, and loved her company.  One
Friday night they had Laura over for dinner, and she stayed until deep in
the night, sitting around and talking.  James finally nodded off, sitting
on the couch, and Jessica snoozed a bit, also.  Missy and Laura giggled and
talked, and finally Jessica rose.

   "I'm going to bed.  Nite all." She disappeared up the stairs.  James was
out cold.

   "Missy." Said Laura, curious.  Many of the things that Missy told her
were peculiar, about her life her with James and Jessica.  Laura had
realized that Missy didn't even have a bedroom of her own, and she wondered
if the other girl slept with James.  She knew Missy and James were close,
but oddly, as good a friends as they were, some things they just didn't
seem to talk about.

   "Missy." Laura looked at James, to make sure he was asleep.  "Do you
sleep...  with James?"

   Missy sighed.  She had known for some time that Laura was curious about
her life with the Gomezes.  She supposed it was time to come clean with
her. After all, Laura was her best friend.

   "Laura." Missy kept her voice down.  "I sleep with James, and his
mother. We all sleep in Jessica's bed."

   Laura was scandalized, and shocked.  And, she had to admit, a little
turned on.  She wondered just how innocent this sleeping together was.  She
could not comprehend, not yet, that James might be having sex with his
mother.  The idea was completely alien to her.

   "They sleep together?  James and his mother?"

   "Yes...  they are very...  close..." Missy didn't know how much to tell
her.  She realized how shocking to most people the very idea would be.

   "Missy.  I know you probably don't with his mom in the bed, but have
you? With James?"

   Missy sighed.  She was a little pleased, though, to admit it.  "Yes,
Laura, we've done it...  we do it every night..."

   Laura's eyes bugged out.  She was slowly approaching the truth.  She
whispered, "Do you do it...  in bed...  with her?"

   Missy giggled.  "Yes.  And I do it with her, too."

   Missy was right.  Laura's jaw dropped.  Missy continued.  "Laura.  James
does it too.  James does his mother."

   "His muh...  his muh..." Laura couldn't seem to say it, even.

   "Laura.  She's not his real mother.  And it's okay, they really love
each other.  And I fit right in, at least it seems like it."

   Laura just had to stop, and think.  She couldn't believe what she was
hearing.  This was way more of a revelation that she'd thought.  She was
impressed, turned on and confused, all at once.  Laura's family was pretty
laid back, but fairly conservative when it came to sex.  Her parents, well,
her mother, really, had had the "sex" talk with her a few years back, and
had even had a little talk with her a year ago about birth control.  Laura
had never even had a boyfriend, she didn't think she needed birth control
yet.

   "Missy!  Are you on the pill?"

   "Hell yes, you know that...  didn't I tell you my father made me get on
it?"

   "Yes...  I remember...  but still...  damn, girl...  you are surprising
me tonight..."

   Missy giggled.  She'd never heard Laura cuss before.  She felt an urge
to corrupt her best friend, a little.

   "Laura, you should try it...  you should make it with a boy and a girl,
both...  it's so much fun I can't describe it..."

   Laura regarded Missy with a puzzled look.  "Missy...  are you the same
girl I've known for all these years?  I can't believe you are saying this
stuff..."

   Missy giggled some more.  "Hey, I've just had...  my eyes opened, I
guess.  James and his mom have been good for me, I think."



   --==+==-

   The next Monday at school Laura just looked at Missy and they both
giggled.  Laura was still shocked, but a little more used to the idea. 
Well, we are sixteen, she thought, almost adults...  Missy might as well be
doing 'adult' stuff now...  after all she's gone through...

   They had a few more talks during the week, and Missy spoke frankly,
telling Laura about her times with James, and then her experiences with
Jessica.

   "But do you love her?" Laura asked.  "Like James."

   "Heck yeah." Said Missy.  "It's hard to explain.  But I love Jessica
dearly.  She's done as much for me as anybody...  well, maybe not as much
as your family, but close.  I know she loves me.  I know James loves me.  I
just feel at home with them.  They are my family now."

   "Well, families don't usually...  have sex, do they?" Laura asked.

   Missy giggled.  "This one does.  And, it's fun.  Making love with
Jessica is...  incredible...  I can't even begin to describe it."

   "Missy." Laura thought of something.  "Are those rumors...  about
James...  are those true?"

   Missy giggled.  "Hell yeah.  James is...  enormous..."

   Laura just looked at her.  "And you've...  done it with him?  Damn,
girl."

   Missy giggled some more.  Laura finally giggled some herself.  She was a
little excited, thinking of these sexual things.



   --==+==-

   That Friday night, Missy invited Laura to spend the night.  She'd asked
Jessica first, and of course, Jessica didn't care.  James pulled a mattress
into his bedroom, so Missy could sleep in there with her.  James was a
little amused at Missy having a "sleepover", and a little turned on.  He
liked Laura.  Laura was tall, slim and dark, a brunette, with a cute
page-boy haircut.  She was another of those girls that didn't realize how
foxy she was, he realized.  He respected her relationship with Missy,
though, and he hadn't even thought about fucking around with her.  He knew
that she hadn't even had a boyfriend yet, that she was kind of straitlaced.
He figured she was a late bloomer.

   They all sat around and talked until past midnight.  Jessica finally
wandered upstairs, and James followed her shortly.  Laura rolled her eyes
as James left, knowing he was going to crawl in bed with his mother.  Missy
giggled.

   The two girls sat around and talked for a while.  The conversation got
more and more sexual, and Missy found herself trying to describe the
sensations and feelings of having sex to Laura.  Damn, she thought, it
would be easier to just show her.  Finally, they drifted upstairs, and
prepared for bed.  Missy brushed her teeth, followed by Laura, and Missy
pointed out James's bed for Laura, and prepared to sleep on the floor.  She
stripped, without thinking about it, and started to crawl onto the
mattress. Laura was regarding her with surprise.

   "Missy...  you sleep...  naked?" Laura asked.  Missy laughed, realizing
that she had surprised the other girl, yet again.

   "Yes...  I have ever since I came here..."

   "Missy...  you are...  beautiful..." Laura said, almost not daring to
stare directly at her, it seemed.  Missy felt a burst of sympathy for the
girl.  She seemed so restrained, so tight.

   "Laura." Missy said, boldly.  "Take your clothes off, darling.  You've
seen me, I want to see you."

   It seemed like, later, that was all it took.  She guessed that Laura was
just ready, or something.  Laura slowly, almost sensuously, it seemed,
stripped.  They sat, side by side, on James's bed, and Missy put her arm
over Laura's shoulder.  Laura looked down, still not daring to meet Missy's
eyes.

   "Darling." Missy finally said.  "Look at me."

   Laura raised her head.  They stared into each other's eyes.  Missy felt
a wave of love for the girl wash over her.  She hoped Laura felt the same.
She leaned into her, kissed her gently, on the mouth.  Laura didn't pull
away, at least.  She didn't seem bothered by it.  Missy leaned forward
again, and they joined lips.  This one went on for a long time, and
involved tongues.  This one was fun, for Missy.  Laura tasted good.  Missy
could still taste toothpaste in her mouth.  She rubbed her tongue on the
other girl's tongue.  Laura rubbed back.

   "Laura." Missy pulled back.  "Do you want a girl to be your first?  Or I
can bring James in here, if you want.  I'd do that, for you...  I'm sure
he'd love it, too..."

   Laura was a little scared, at that.  She just wasn't comfortable around
boys, yet.  She shook her head shyly.

   "Missy...  I don't know if I can do this, even with you.  Please give me
a little time...  this is really making me nervous..."

   Missy leaned her back, slowly.  They lay, side by side, on the bed. 
Missy turned to face Laura, and slowly ran her hands down the other girls
body.  Laura shivered beneath her touch.

   "Darling." Missy said.  "Don't be afraid.  I love you, and I want to be
with you.  Nothing we can do is wrong.  Just let it happen, darling."

   Laura closed her eyes and breathed.  She liked the feelings her body was
giving her.  She was just still a little uptight about the whole thing. 
She envied the ease with which Missy moved and talked about things sexual.
She realized she was ready.  Ready to learn about sex.  She was hungry for
it.

   Laura leaned in to Missy's face, surprising Missy.  They kissed, again.
And again.  Laura liked kissing Missy.  Missy liked kissing Laura.  Missy
finally sat up.

   "Damn, girl.  Get your panties off."

   Laura kicked her panties down her legs.  Missy was excited to see her
hairy pussy.  Missy had never seen a hairy pussy before, up close.  Hers,
before she started shaving, just had a little peach fuzz.  And Jessica, and
all the girls at the camp, had smooth, shaved pussies.  But Laura was
pretty bushy.  It looked sexy to Missy.

   Laura lay back, and Missy resumed kissing her.  She slowly let her hands
make their way to Laura's breasts, and began rubbing, squeezing and
stroking them.  Laura shied away a little, and then came back, letting her.
She even hesitantly lifted a hand to Missy breast, and gave it a tentative
squeeze.  Missy giggled, and Laura giggled.

   "Missy...  please be patient...  I'm new at this..." Laura finally said,
and Missy nodded understandingly.  They continued to kiss.  We girls like
to kiss a lot, Missy thought, and why not, it's fun.  It's sexy.

   She slid her hands down to Laura's ass.  Laura had a nice ass, hard and
muscular.  And soft.  Hard and soft, both, Missy thought.  She squeezed
Laura's ass, rubbing it in circular motions, sinking her fingers into it.
Laura wiggled beneath her.

   "Darling." Missy felt Laura's breath in her face.  They were so close
their noses were rubbing.  "Darling, I'm going to lick you.  Don't be
alarmed...  just relax and enjoy it..."

   Missy slowly went down Laura's long body.  Finally, at last, she
thought, she was at her pussy.  Her beautiful pussy.  She spread Laura's
legs, and crawled between them.  She spread her legs further, and just
crouched there, staring at Laura's pussy.  It was the most incredible thing
Missy had ever seen.

   Laura's hairy pussy was huge.  She had huge fat pussy lips, and a slit
that was at least four or five inches long.  Her big fat puffy lips stuck
out an inch, at least.  Her clit was huge, peeking out the top of her slit.
Her clit is as big as the end of my thumb, Missy thought.  Jeezus.  Missy
had seen quite a few pussies by now, here and at the camp, and she'd never
seen anything like it.  It was incredible.  Fabulous.  It was the sexiest
thing Missy had ever seen.  Even James's dick didn't come close.  Damn, she
thought.  Damn.  I am going to eat on this for hours.

   Missy lowered her head, and touched her tongue to Laura's clit.  She
felt Laura start, and relax.

   Laura giggled, and raised her head to look at Missy.  "Missy.  Does this
make us gay?"

   "Not unless you wanna be." Said Missy, slurping the beautiful cunt in
front of her.  The last thing Missy thought of herself was that she might
be gay.  She loved cocks too much.  She loved pussy, but she loved cocks.
Maybe equally, she thought.  But she wasn't gay.  Bi?  Definitely.  She
reached up and spread Laura's cunt lips apart, seeing the deep red color
inside.  Jeezus the girl was sexy, Missy thought.  James would die for a
taste of this.  I have to get those two together, somehow.  His cock and
this cunt would be a match made in heaven.

   Missy kissed and licked all around Laura's wonderful cunt.  She was in
love with it.  She was amazed that the girl had kept a secret like this
hidden all this time.  I've even seen her naked in gym class, Missy
thought, but I never guessed she had something like this between her legs.
She is so lucky.  And I'm lucky, right now.

   Laura's clit was huge and fat.  Missy wrapped her lips around it and
sucked, feeling Laura jerk and writhe beneath her.  She knew it felt good,
it had to.  It felt good from this end, too.  Laura's clit felt the like
cap of a little dick in her mouth.  A hard little dick.  She sucked and
pulled on it, teasing it, drawing it out.  It was incredible.

   "Laura.  Have you ever had an orgasm before?" Missy asked.  Laura
nodded.

   "Missy.  I'm not a total incompetent.  Yes, I've done it before."

   Missy giggled.  Well, you're gonna have another one, she thought,
wrapping her lips around Laura's fat clit.  Get ready.



   --==+==-

   The two girls slept late, wrapped in each other's arms.  When they
finally wandered downstairs Jessica was already up gone somewhere.  Missy
climbed back up the stairs, and woke James.

   "Did you have a rough night, dear?" She asked him.  He sighed.

   "No...  really, we just went to sleep.  I was tired.  What did you girls
do?"

   "James." Missy glanced at the door.  She hoped Laura was still
downstairs.  "You have gotta see this girl.  You will pop a nut." She
giggled.

   "What do you mean?"

   "Her cunt.  It's incredible.  And it tastes so sexy..."

   "Damn." Missy never ceased to surprise him.  "You and her...  fucked? 
Or sucked, at least?  What do you mean incredible?"

   "It's huge, and fat and sexy.  And hairy.  It's like nothing I've ever
seen before."

   "Damn.  I can't believe you made it with her.  I thought you said she
didn't turn you on."

   "That was before, James.  Now, she does."

   "Damn."

   "I got a plan, James.  Just be patient." He knew what she meant.  She
meant he might get some of that, too.  He was pretty curious, now.  And a
little turned on, to think of Missy and Laura getting it on.  This was very
interesting.

   The three of them spent the morning just hanging out.  James was turned
on to just sit around with Laura, and know what was hiding in her shorts.
He really wanted to know firsthand what was hiding in her shorts.  When
Jessica returned James and Missy drove Laura home.  Laura kissed Missy
warmly when she got out, and she waved to James.

   "Damn.  That is some girl." Missy said, and James laughed.

   "You sound like a guy." He said, and Missy giggled.

   "Missy." James said.  "You have turned into a very sexual young lady."

   "I know, James.  And it's all your fault." She giggled some more.



   --==+==-

   Several weeks passed before anything else happened with Laura.  One
Friday night Missy and James took her to a movie, and then brought her back
home.  Laura just seemed ready, to Missy.  They were in the kitchen alone
for a moment, James and Jessica were in the dining room.  Laura crushed
Missy against her body, and their lips met in an almost bruising kiss. 
Missy just held her for a while, staring into her beautiful brown eyes.

   "Laura.  Stay.  Tonight." Was all Missy said.  Laura nodded.  She
replied, "Let me call my mom."



   --==+==-

   James, Missy and Laura stayed up, after Jessica went to bed.  They sat
in James's room, and talked.  When James went out in the hallway to the
bathroom, Missy had a talk with Laura.

   "Laura.  Let's invite James in, tonight.  I want you to watch us fuck.
Just so you know how it goes."

   Laura blushed.  She couldn't believe Missy's language.  But she was
turned on, by the thought of it.  She wanted to see it.  She wanted to see
James's big penis, too.  She nodded, shyly.

   When James returned to the room, Missy told him what she'd told Laura.
Laura really blushed, then.  James, of course, was gracious and agreed
readily.  He was used to fucking with an audience.  And he liked Laura. 
And, of course, being a guy, he saw this as the first step into eventually
getting into her pussy.  He felt like that was a real possibility, with
this girl.

   Missy slowly stripped, and James followed.  Missy regarded Laura,
sitting on the bed watching eagerly as James hooked his thumbs in his
underwear.  Ah, the great unveiling, he thought.  He knew his dick was
impressive.  He didn't figure that Laura had ever even seen a dick before.
This was going to be interesting.

   "Laura." Missy stopped.  "Laura, darling, if we're going to be naked,
why don't you strip down, too?  You don't have to do anything, just take
your clothes off, okay?"

   Laura turned, shyly.  She didn't know if she was ready for that.  To be
naked in front of a boy.  She hadn't minded being naked with missy the
other night.  This was different.  But, it was only fair, she guessed.  She
slowly pulled her shirt over her head, and slid her jeans down her legs. 
She stood before them in her underwear.

   James slid his underwear down, and his long cock bounced up.  It was
pretty hard, already, and close to its full length.  Laura's reaction was
gratifying to him.  Her eyes almost bugged out as she stared at his dick.
She even took a step backwards.  Missy giggled.

   "James is...  exceptional...  don't expect everyone to be so... 
blessed." Missy said to Laura, and Laura nodded, slowly.  She'd only ever
seen one dick before, one of her uncles had showed her his dick, long ago.
It had been stiff, like this one, but it sure hadn't been as long as this
one.  She was impressed.  Impressed, and a little bit frightened.  To think
of that...  thing...  in my body, she thought.  I don't know if I could do
it.  I just don't know.  How does Missy do it?  Well, I might get to find
out.

   Laura finally unsnapped her bra, and let it fall.  James tried not to
stare.  Her tits were as nice as Missy's, he could see that much.  Laura
had really nice tits.  And cute, suckable nipples.  He felt his dick get
just a little bit harder.  She slowly slid her panties down her legs.

   My god, James thought.  Missy was right.  That is sexy.  He could see
her pussy lips hanging down between her legs, from his position right in
front of her.  And she was hairy.  James like smooth pussies, but this
turned him on, for some reason.  He wanted to feel that curly, brown hair
on his face.  He wanted to lick through it, to what was beneath.

   "James." Missy got his attention.  He turned to her.  She giggled, and
crawled up on the bed.  The next thirty minutes went by in a dream for
Laura.  She watched James and Missy start kissing, and watched him lick
Missy's pussy.  Missy came while he did that, a nice come, Laura thought.
She had had a good one herself, the other night, beneath Missy's tongue. 
The best she'd ever had, in fact.  Missy was a good pussy licker.  James
seemed pretty good at it, too.  Laura started to wonder if she was brave
enough to let him lick her.  She knew Missy would share, Missy had already
basically said that to her.

   Finally came the part that Laura had been waiting for.  After sucking
James for a few minutes, Missy lay back, and let him slide his long cock
into her waiting and willing cunt.  Laura could almost feel him herself. 
She sat demurely, stark naked, on the edge of the bed, and watched her
friends fuck.  James kissed Missy, and licked her tits as he pounded her
pussy.  Missy moaned and groaned and wiggled around beneath him, very
obviously enjoying herself.  She came again, moaning loudly, but James
didn't stop.  He just kept right on fucking her.  Ten minutes later she
came again, another good one.  Goodness, thought Laura, that's her third
one tonight.

   Laura realized that she wanted this, also.  She wanted to feel this
good. She wanted to feel James inside her.  She felt like she was ready. 
She wanted it bad enough that she thought she could get over her shyness
for it.

   James finally slowed, and stopped.  He gently pulled out of Missy, and
his hard dick bobbed up.  He hadn't came.  He knew better.  Missy lay for a
few moments, exhausted, then raised herself up.

   "Darling." She addressed Laura.  "Do you think you want to try that?"

   Laura's mind was made up already.  She nodded, smiling.  Oh yeah,
thought James.  I'm in.



   --==+==-

   Laura's pussy was everything Missy had described, and more.  It was
hairy, true, but that only added to its sexiness, James thought.  It was
all he could do to restrain himself.  Missy helped Laura lean back on some
pillows, and held her hands.  She kissed her, encouraging her, and James
approached, finally fitting himself inbetween her legs.  He wanted badly to
taste her, but he thought he should ask.

   "Laura, darling, can I taste you?" he asked, and she nodded shyly.  He
dropped between her legs and fastened his mouth around her fat clit. 
Jeezus she tasted good he thought.  He could hear Missy murmuring to her as
he ran his tongue over her plump pussy lips.  This is the sexiest cunt I've
ever seen, he thought, amazed that the girl could hide something like this
from the world.  She should win prizes with this thing.  It should be on
the cover of magazines.

   Laura could feel something like electrical shocks from her cunt. 
James's mouth felt good, she realized.  He was very good at this.  Then,
probably anybody could do this well, just by slobbering around down there.
This was fun.  This was sexy.  She wanted to do this every Friday night
from now on.  She envied Missy, having a boyfriend she lived with that
could do this every night.  She was glad Missy was willing to share, that
was very thoughtful of her.  Missy was a good friend.  She felt closer than
ever to her, now, that they shared this.

   This went on and on and on.  Laura loved it.  The passage of time meant
nothing to her, in this state.  Time seemed frozen.  James's tongue finally
got a little tired, and if her pussy hadn't been so wet, he'd be really
dry. She tasted good, her juices tasted good, and she had an incredibly
pussy smell that really turned him on.  Missy had been kissing Laura and
rubbing her tits, and she turned downwards to James's dick, and took it in
her mouth.  Finally, James felt like had better go ahead and fuck Laura,
before he blew it and came in Missy's mouth.  He raised himself up slowly,
and Missy let go of his cock.

   "Are you ready, darling?" He asked Laura, and a look of fear crossed her
face.

   "James...  Missy...  I'm not on the pill...  we can't, not tonight."

   That was a problem.  James was a little scared of Laura's mother.  He
sure didn't want to have to tell her that he'd gotten her daughter
pregnant.

   "James, your mother has some rubbers in her makeup drawer, I've seen
them.  Let me go get one."

   Missy disappeared into Jessica's bedroom, and returned shortly with a
condom.  She tore open the package and handed it to James.

   James was kind of bemused.  "I've never done this before." He said,
clumsily placing it on the tip of his dick.

   "Oh, just roll it on." Said Missy, laughing at him.  She helped him, and
he finally got it on.  It felt a bit peculiar to him, but if this was the
price he had to pay, so be it.  It looked a little funny, since it only
covered about the first two thirds of his long dick.  He looked again at
Laura's fantastic cunt, spread wide before him.  His dick got just a little
bit harder.

   Missy knelt, and coated his rubber-clad dick with saliva.  She giggled
at the latex taste.  He leaned forward on the bed, and brought his dick up
to Laura's fat cunt lips.  It looked so sexy to him.  He pushed slowly,
gently into her.  Her face contorted for a moment, and he could tell she
was in some pain.  He stopped at waited a few moments.  He finally pushed
deeper and deeper into her.  He pushed, and he could see pain cross her
face again, so he stopped.

   "Darling...  want me to stop?" He asked her.

   "No..." She gasped for breath.  "No, just wait...  a minute please..."

   He did, and then slowly pushed again.  She cried out, and he pulled
back. She nodded, and he pushed in again.  He could tell from the tightness
of her lips that she was still in pain, but she nodded again, and he pushed
a little deeper.  He was surprised to realize he was all the way in her. 
He let it rest for a moment, and then pulled out a few inches and pushed
back in.  She gasped, and hiccuped, and smiled.  He pulled out of her far,
six or seven inches, and looked down.  A smear of blood streaked along the
shaft of his cock.  He figured if was from her hymen being broken.  He'd
never seen blood before, while fucking, even when he'd fucked Kat for the
first time, and it was a little sobering.  He hoped that it had stopped
hurting her by now.

   "That felt...  good..." She said.  He decided that everything was okay,
and he began to gently pump in and out of her.  She breathed deeply, and
Missy leaned down and kissed her again.  James squeezed her beautiful tits
as he fucked her, and then later reached down and squeezed her ass.  He
fingered her asshole, feeling it pucker beneath his fingertip.  She was a
very sexy girl, he decided.  He was glad this had worked out.  He loved
fucking Missy, and he would fuck her later tonight, but this had been fun.
Another virgin bites the dust, he thought.  Another notch on my pistol.

   Laura came at last, gasping and gulping air, her legs trembling and her
hands clenching the bedclothes.  She moaned and groaned, loud enough that
James figured his mom could hear her in the next room.  He wondered if
Laura was ready to take on his mom.  Probably not tonight, this had been a
big step for her.  He knew his mom would love her though, and he wanted to
show Jessica her fabulous pussy.

   When it was all over, the three of them just lay, crowded on James's
small bed, and hugged each other.  Laura was on the bottom of the pile,
with James beside her, and Missy on top of her.  They hugged and finally
the girls got the giggles, and James roused himself and got up.

   "You guys can giggle all night, but I'm going to bed." He peeled the
rubber off his cock.  He hadn't come yet, but he knew that semen could
still leak out a dick and get a girl pregnant.  He disappeared into
Jessica's bedroom.

   "Laura!" Missy said.  "Come to bed with us!  There's room, it's a king
size."

   Laura bashfully followed Missy into Jessica's bedroom.  James was laying
on top of Jessica, and they were kissing.  They looked up in surprise.

   "Can we sleep with you guys?" Missy asked, and Jessica nodded her
assent. Of course.  The two girls climbed in to one side, and Laura
watched, bemusedly, as James fucked his mother.  James was quite a fucking
machine, she thought.  Three in one night, so far.  Thirty minutes later
Jessica came, shaking the bed, wailing and groaning, and James finally got
to come himself.  Missy reached down to Jessica's pussy and took some of
James's cum on her fingertip, and held it up for Laura to smell and examine
before she popped the finger in her mouth.  Laura shook her head in
disbelief, and the two girls giggled.  James and Jessica lay, in each
other's arms, and Missy kissed Laura goodnight and clasped her to her
bosom. It had been a good night.



   --==+==-

   Chapter 20 : The End

   There was nothing special about the night.  The three of them crawled in
bed, like usual, and James made soft slow gentle love to Missy as his mom
watched.  Missy was sweeter and lovelier than ever tonight, he thought.  He
almost came, pulling back at the last minute as she pounded the bed with
her legs and moaned.  He lay on her for a while as she gasped for breath,
and then slowly moved over to his mother.  He fucked his mother slowly
also, at first, but he knew her signals well enough by now to know when to
speed up and pound her good.  He did, and she came like a wild animal,
gasping and groaning, hiccuping and moaning as he came also.  She can come,
he thought.  She knows how to wring every last bit of pleasure from
fucking. She was wonderful, and he loved her.  He loved Missy, too, almost
as much.  I am lucky, he thought.  Most people never find their match, and
I've found both mine.  He sighed and rolled over, and went to sleep.

   THE END



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