This is a complete work of adult fiction. If you're under the age of 18, do not read this. Story codes, young, m g 11, m g 12, oral, group. Chapter Eighteen: The Beginning Of A Long Hot Weekend Its Friday afternoon in Windy City Illinois, and it's a beautiful summer day. A warm breeze is blowing in from Lake Michigan as eleven year old Lyla walks Sam's black Cocker spaniel Blossom down the sidewalk near their home. Today's the day Darren Benson; also known by his Society website screen name Mr.B, and his adopted twelve year old daughter Maggie, also known by her screen name Cunt arrive for their first visit to Sam and Lyla's home. She's a bit anxious about meeting Mr.B and Maggie. She knows they're coming to have sex with her, she's new to the adult world of sex, and to the ways of The Society. It has only been a week since she met Sam at the park, then came to his home where he seduced her. And it's been a little over three days since she ran away from home to Sam's place, where she suddenly found herself being adopted by the girl-loving man, with the help of Darren Benson and his ties to the mysterious child lusting organization called The Society. Sam helped Lyla choose her outfit for the visit. Today she's wearing her curly brown shoulder length hair down. For clothing, she's wearing a yellow spaghetti strap midriff top over a short black velvet mini skirt; no panties underneath. This of course is Sam's idea. Now as she walks outside, she feels a warm summer breeze blowing against the bare flesh of her cunt, and she enjoys the tingling sensations on the sensitive lips of her preteen sex. Now on a daily basis, she craves the feeling of a sexual orgasm no matter how these feelings come to her. As she walks, she thinks of the way she rode Sam's cock this morning. And before that Sam had her squat over his face, she held onto the bed's headboard while he ate her cunt to her first orgasm of the day. After that she had at least two more earth shattering cums when Sam let her take control riding his cock as if she were an experienced grown woman. She's suddenly startled by a dog's loud barking, she looks out on the street seeing a blond haired Cocker spaniel poking its head out from the rear passenger window of a shiny gold Jaguar. The Cocker's long ears blow carelessly in the wind as the English luxury car slows then turns into Sam's driveway. Her heartbeat quickens when she realizes it's Mr.B and Maggie. They've finally arrived! She's never seen the actual face of the man in the driver's seat, although she has seen a balding gray haired man wearing a black masquerade mask concealing his true identity, while he and a young girl named Cunt do their sex shows and videos for The Society's website. Now from her viewpoint, she sees the man in the driver's seat. He's an older grandfatherly type with one thing he never conceals on the site, his balding head of completely white hair and dark brown eyes. To the old man's right, she sees a pretty young strawberry blond haired blue eyed girl. She's never seen Maggie's face either, she always wears a girlish pink masquerade mask trimmed in dazzling silver glitter. Maggie spots Lyla standing on the sidewalk. "Oh look Darren that must be Lyla!!" says Maggie. "Isn't she cute, and she's walking Blossom. That cute little pups driving my Pete mad, I better take him out he's going crazy back there." Maggie's dog is acting like a complete fool over the sight and smell of the black female Cocker spaniel. Blossom's acting crazy too, tugging at her leash pulling Lyla behind her wanting go see Pete just as much as he wants to see her. Darren removes his right hand from between Maggie's legs, as he's been fingering her cunt since they entered Sam and Lyla's middle class neighborhood. "Yes Maggie," he says, in a refined English voice. "Take the bloody mutt out, before he tears the back seat to shreds!!" Maggie quickly opened her door then ran around to the rear doors, the top buttons of her white lace blouse are undone. As she runs, the breeze blows her top open revealing a pink silk bra with black lace. She opened the door then began struggling with Pete trying to snap a leash on his black leather collar finally she completes her task. Pete jumped from the rear seat pulling a giggling Maggie with Mr. Benson following "Slow down Pete you horny old pup, you have all weekend to play with Blossom." Both dogs come nose to nose, happily sniffing each other in the usual way dogs do. Pete quickly worked his way to Blossom's ass, then began sniffing between Lyla's legs, then licking her sex. Lyla kneels down to pet Maggie's dog. "Hey, giggle. Now stop that little dog. You're not supposed to sniff my cunny, I'm a human not a dog." She's not wearing panties, Pete's cold nose gave her an exciting shocking surprise. "She's right Pete, I should be the one doing that!" jokes Maggie, kneeling beside Lyla and the dogs. Seeing her little joke shocked Lyla, she smiles seductively seeing the way Lyla's cheeks blush a bright shade of pink, and the way her hazel eyes open wide with curious fright. Maggie hugs Lyla telling her. "You shouldn't leave the house without your panties love, it drives animals like me and Pete wild." She gave Lyla a kiss on her blushing cheek. Lyla stood quickly, vainly realizing her bare cunt is completely exposed, when she stands up Daren extends a hand to her. "My names Darren Benson. I'm so very pleased to finally meet you Lyla." He hugs Maggie. "This pretty young lass here is my adopted daughter Maggie." He flashes a friendly smile, letting his dark eyes roam over Lyla's young body. "Is your new daddy about? Or has he left you alone to entertain us for the weekend?" He tries sounding as if he's joking, but she knows he's not by the Cheshire grin on his face: And truth be known, members of The Society do leave their girls with other Society members. They call these "get-togethers," or "play dates." If only the outside world knew what their kinky play dates consist of. The moral majority conservatives as Mr.B calls them, would surly drop dead from shock. Lyla stutters nervously. "Uh..um. No sir...Sam's inside, he's making dinner for us." As she speaks ,Sam came out of the house, smiling happily as he makes his way down a short flight of steps leading from a redwood deck to the stone sidewalk. His sudden appearance helps Lyla feel safe and secure. "Alright! Lyla, our guests have arrived," Sam extends a hand to Darren. "You must be the mysterious Mr.B. It's so good to finally meet you sir." "Yes it's nice to meet you as well Sam, but please. All my friends address me as Darren Benson," he glances back at Lyla. "She's such a pretty little girl, and it's so nice to see she's not wearing her knickers today," he jokes. "You're bringing her up well old chap." Sam notices Lyla's cheeks blushing red. "Yes sir, I'm very proud of my girl, but she's new at this. I think we're embarrassing her." Maggie lifts her skirt. "I've gone bare today too, it's too bloody hot for panties," she nudges Lyla with her elbow. "Isn't it love?!!" Lyla giggles eyeing Maggie's bare cunt, seeing just a hint of reddish blond pubic hair trimmed neatly in a small line just above her cleft. Darren scolds Maggie. "Put your dress down lass. We're in public! My god girl, I should tan your hide." Maggie giggles letting her short black and yellow plaid skirt fall back in place. Turning to Sam she hugs him smiling up at him, the slender young girl flirts without shame. "Well hello Sam...I'm sooo glad to finally meet you darling!!" She's flown all the way from their home on Long island, hoping Sam's healthy sperm will make her pregnant. The warmth of her adolescent body, the scent of her French perfume, it all merges together in Sam's senses causing his cock to grow hard inside his pants. Maggie's a very experienced young girl she feels his hard cock pressing against her body. "Mmm, giggle....I feel you're glad to meet me too. Aren't you love?!" Darren cuts in sounding a bit uncomfortable with Maggie's public flirtation, they're all standing in plain sight in front of Sam's suburban home. The Society's teachings are for all of its members to teach their adopted daughters to be sluts when they're behind closed doors, but to act like proper young ladies in public. Darren knows why his daughter's acting this way; she desperately wants Samuel Watson to get her pregnant at the young age of twelve. "Sam, I came a long way to see you," says Darren. "I think you and I should step inside and have a man to man chat. And while we get acquainted, Maggie and Lyla can take their dogs for a walk and get acquainted with each other too. Take Pete for a walk my dear girl," says Darren making himself clear. Maggie agrees showing disappointment. "Alright Darren, but I was hoping we'd go inside when we arrived. I'm looking forward to having a little four way fun with Sam and Lyla." Darren scolds her again. "Do as I say Maggie. Now get along girls, go get to know each other while Sam and I relax inside." Lyla speaks up, sounding like the child she is. "Come on Maggie, lets walk the dogs to the park down the street. I wanna show you the magic swings." Maggie smirks. "Magic swings! Why are the swings magic?" Lyla takes her by the hand, pulling her towards the sidewalk. "Come with me, I'll tell you why they're magic on the way there. It was just about a week ago when I met Sam at the park, he offered to push me on the swings. As he pushed me on the swing, I told him "I wish you were my daddy" Heck next thing I know, he adopted me...Isn't that cool Maggie?" She nudges Maggie's arm, sounding so childish to an experienced girl like Maggie. "That's why the swings at the park are magic. If you have a wish, just sit on the swing and make your wish out loud. It will surly come true." Maggie thinks of how she wants to get pregnant, and suddenly Lyla's childish ways quickly rub-off on her. "Ok Love," she says smiling from ear to ear. "I have a wish, let's go for a swing!!" Chapter Nineteen: Maggie Tells Her Story As they walk, Lyla asks Maggie a question, something she's been thinking of since Sam told her what he knows about Maggie and Mr. Benson. "Maggie, is it true Mr.B adopted you when you were eight, and he's been doing sex with you since then too?" Maggie snickers sarcastically before answering the question. "Yes, he did adopt me at eight but it wasn't Darren who taught me about sex." Lyla spots a faraway look in the young English girl's blue eyes, as she seems to be in deep thought. Now Lyla's completely curious about happened to Maggie. "Who was it Maggie...Who taught you about sex?" "He's a priest, his names John McLeary. When I was seven, me mum and dad died in an auto accident. I was in the wreck too, but the only injury I received was a bloody bump on the head. See this scar right here," she points to a small almost transparent scar on her forehead and scoffs. "My asshole relatives didn't want me, so I was placed in an orphanage, in a small village somewhere near London." She tells Lyla everything, even though she was so young when the taboo events at the all girl orphanage happened. Maggie will never forget Father McLeary, the tall ruggedly handsome fifty year old Irish priest, his head of curly black hair, his hypnotic green eyes. Most of all she'll never forget that sunny day in October, the day the good Father picked her to be his next student, to be trained in the ways of The Society. McLeary was placed at the orphanage by The Society, his job is to look for young girls who'll be easily educated. Once each girl is educated, they're adopted by members of The Society. He always looks for girls who have no immediate family on the outside. He has a knack for selecting girls who'll be easily sexually taught. He's good at teaching each one of his young sheep of the many ways to satisfy a man; or a woman if need be. And also that it's important to keep what he teaches them a secret. Especially after they're adopted by members of The Society. The day he saw young Maggie sitting alone on a bench near the playground, he knew she would be a perfect young girl for his flock of fledgling sluts. It's a beautiful day the suns shining upon the colorful autumn leaves as they slowly fall from trees all around the English orphanage. He sees Maggie sitting on a bench near the playground, she's hunched over laying her face in her hands crying while the other girls laugh and play. He left Maggie's eight year old roommate Cindy waiting for them to return, in a secret basement chamber located underneath a small cottage where he lives during his off hours. Maggie doesn't see the kindly priest step next to her then sit down on the bench beside her. She lurches when he speaks softly placing a hand on her back. "There, there my child. Now why are ya sitting her balling your eyes out, when ya could be out there play'n with the other girls lass." He gave Maggie his handkerchief, she blew her nose then spoke. "Because I don't like it here. I want me mummy and daddy back." She sniffles then wipes her tear filled eyes. McLeary suddenly picks her up from the bench, cradling her bum under one arm hugging her body to his with the other. "Come over to my cottage Maggie, your roommate Cindy's wait'n for us. She told me, you're a very sad little girl, and you've been keeping her awake with all your crying since you arrived here last week," he kissed her cheek. "Come with me child. Cindy and I know just what ya need to feel all better." Maggie felt safe in the Father's arms as he carried her across the playground, passing several nuns and a fellow priest, walking past the school then behind the church to his rectory. No one questions Father McLeary: He's the head priest of the orphanage, they respect him. But if they only knew Maggie's fate, along with a growing slew of other girls before her. What would they think of Father McLeary then? They came to his mid size nineteenth century rectory. It's a quant looking stone cottage, its windows are all stained glass done in colorful works of Christian scenery. Maggie lay her head on his shoulder feeling safe and loved as he opened the door to his cottage then stepped inside. Once inside, he slid a small lever across the top of his door at eye level, the lever operates a do not disturb sign on the other side of the door. She remembers what he said to her as he carried her through his home, gently massaging her back with one hand while feeling her firm little bum with the other. "Cindy's wait'n for us down in a very secret room. It's so secret, you have to promise me you'll never tell a soul about this place Maggie girl." He kissed her cheek then looked into her deep blue eyes, speaking firmly telling her something that's frightened so many Christians since the religion began two-thousand years ago. "If ya do ever tell anyone about my secret place Maggie, your soul will go straight to hell when ya die. Now promise me Maggie, that you'll never tell a soul about this secret place!" He sees fear in her eyes, it's the same fear he's seen in so many young girls eyes when he tells them their soul might burn for eternity in hell. She quickly shook her head saying. "I won't tell....I promise I won't Father McLeary." He kissed her lips, letting his lips linger enjoying the taste of a young girl in a way, a celibate priest should never do. They're standing in a small office and there's a bookcase built into the wall. McLeary lay his hand over one of his favorite books: It's Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. He pulls the old book out then reaches behind it flipping a switch. Maggie will never forget her amazement of seeing the bookcase open automatically. "Wow Father, its bloody magic!!" she exclaimed. "It's the power of God my child, not magic." he said, telling a white lie. As he slips Nabokov's Lolita back in its place, Maggie hears sounds of moaning, giggling and gagging mixed with the sound of jazz music coming from below: It sounds like a movie, but she's not sure. "Come now child, Cindy's waiting for us. Let's not keep our young friend waiting any longer." He carries her down a long spiral staircase; the walls are lined with thick stones. The entire scene now reminds Maggie of an old medieval dungeon whenever she thinks back on it. After a long descent they come to a large room. It's been decorated with wood paneling covering the stone walls, a crystal chandelier lights the room. The room is Fathers McLeary's version of an American man cave. There's a king size bed to the left of the room. Cindy, a cute little eight year old girl with long silky brown hair and big brown eyes is laying on the bed completely nude, leaning back against a row of fluffy pillows. She's masturbating with a six inch vibrating dildo, while intently watching a porn movie playing out on the screen of a 42 inch flat screen television. She remembers McLeary scolding Cindy. "Cindy!, I told ya to wait for me an Maggie." Cindy stops dildoing herself, her young body tenses then eases once her orgasm passes. Her voice trembles. "Sorry Father, but you know `Sweet Young Whores' is my favorite movie. Don't ya remember, it's the one we were watching when you took my virginity the first time I came down here." Cindy grins at Maggie. "Hi Mag, what do ya think of Father McLeary's secret place, it's bloody awesome isn't it. And check this movie out, it's about these two American sisters, they're hookers. Father McLeary says that means, they get paid to have sex with men. It's one of me and Father McLeary's faves of all time." Maggie is speechless. Her blue eyes grow wide watching a scene unfold from the hardcore porn movie. Two young girls, both at least 10 or 11, their American girl features of long flowing auburn hair and blue eyes show their true beauty. One of the girls is laying face down over the armrest of a couch, smiling seductively at the camera. There's a grown man behind her thrusting his cock deep and hard into her pussy. Maggie always remembers the smacking sound his hips made each time he thrust inside the girl. The camera moves to another girl, she looks like the older girl; but slightly younger. She's squatting over a mans cock, stuffing as much of his stiff member inside her snug little cunt as she possibly can. Maggie's attention to the movie is broken when she feels Father McLeary's fingers caressing her undeveloped breast. She looks down seeing him slowly unbuttoning her white Catholic school girl blouse. He's been undoing her blouse for the past few minutes, but the weird scene on the TV screen took all of her attention away. "Come here Cindy, help me undress Maggie," says McLeary. Cindy quickly jumps from the bed, her long brown hair flew back like a cape in the wind. Maggie stands still, not complaining as McLeary removes her blouse and Cindy unzips her knee length scotch plaid school girl dress from her waist. Within seconds they strip her completely nude. Maggie's young, she's never been told about men like Father John McLeary, or girls like Cindy Anderson. Next thing she remembers is how she never struggled or complained when McLeary tells her sit her cunt over Cindy's face as the girl lay on her back on the bed. He tells the older girl to eat her pussy while he undresses. This was Maggie's first, but not her last lesbian encounter she's had since then. She can't forget the way Cindy's lips, mouth, and tongue felt on her developing sex. Or the way McLeary's mouth, tongue and fingertips felt when he began licking and fingering her virgin asshole. Within a few steamy taboo moments Maggie experienced her first orgasm at the sweet young age of seven. "Ahh Yes Maggie girl. Your little asshole taste divine, you are a true child of god sweetheart," says McLeary in between licks. "You're right Cindy darlin, Maggie's going to be a perfect little Society girl." Maggie's young body trembles and shakes, not from fear, but from the pleasure of having her young friend Cindy eating her pussy while McLeary licks her asshole. McLeary's cock is rock hard, he needs relief. And being all alone in a nice quiet place like the secret room with two very sweet young girls. A man like Father McLeary can't help but take advantage of the situation. He stands up gently stroking his erection watching Cindy devour Maggie's cunt like a starving child. "Girls, I want you both sucking my cock. After all, you're here to learn the proper ways to satisfy a man. Now lasses, class is in session. Wrap your lips around my cock girls...Satisfy me and I'll give ya whatever your young minds desire." Next thing Maggie remembers about that day down in the secret room, is the taste of the Fathers cockflesh, and his cum. Even the taste of Cindy's saliva as the older girl passed the hard cock to her mouth then ran her young lips down his shaft to his balls. She's sitting next to Cindy on the big bed, helping her satisfy John McLeary. Both girls giggle childishly as they lick and suck the older man's cock. Right then and there, Cindy taught Maggie everything McLeary likes, and any man she'll meet in the future as well. "Here Maggie, suck his balls," says Cindy giggling childishly at the word "balls" Maggie does as her friend tells her, without question. His balls look huge in her small mouth. She sucks one then the other, savoring the salty taste of his sweat. She remembers the way his voice trembled when he gave them one final order. "Ok girls, tilt your heads back. Open your mouths wide, pretend you're little birds wait'n for momma bird to feed ya." They both tilt their heads back with mouths wide open, watching McLeary jack off. Cindy warned Maggie. "Close your eyes, so ya don't get his white stuff in them." It was too late when he came. The first load shot in Maggie's mouth, another eruption spewed over the bridge of her slender nose. Some of the gooey substance dripped in her eye; it stung a bit, she complained. Her new best friend came to her rescue, kissing and licking every drop from her face. Maggie never forgot what Father McLeary told her that day. "Maggie. You're a true Society girl. It won't be to long before a new daddy comes to take you home." And he was right. It wasn't too long after her eighth birthday. When a tall mysterious somewhat handsome billionaire named Darren Benson adopted her. Back to present-day. Lyla notices a far away stare in Maggie's pretty blue eyes as she finished telling her story. "Maggie aren't you afraid you'll go to hell now....You said he told you it will happen, if you ever tell anyone about that secret room." Maggie laughs sarcastically. "No Lyla. I learned later on, he tells every girl he takes to the secret room the same thing. Huh! Over the years I've learned, hell's not a real place, it's most likely just something adults made up to scare people into following their version of right and wrong." Maggie became serious, looking into Lyla's hazel brown eyes. "Lyla, you're a Society girl just like me. Soon you'll learn the truth, not this fictional rubbish the moral majority's been filling your head with since you started school." She reaches out, touching Lyla's hand. "Stick with me Love, I'll help you learn the truth, giggle. The truth will set you free." Lyla's not sure what Maggie means, but she likes the bright young English girl. Although the girl's only twelve, it seems all of the knowledge she's gained over the years makes her seem more like twenty-one. Lyla swung back on her swing childishly letting her legs kick out propelling her swing higher with every kick. "Make a wish. Remember, these are the magic swings," she says giggling. "Okay Love, I'll make a wish. Just don't get your knickers in a wad, when ya hear what I'm wishing for." Maggie kicks her swing backwards making it go higher with every kick of her long slender legs, then yells her wish out loud. "I wish for Samuel Watson to get me pregnant!!" Everyone on the playground hears what she said, nearby parents and their children turn their attention towards the young English girl shouting her wish to the world. Maggie blushes giggling nervously, noticing everyone looking her way. "Just kidding every one....Ha, I'm only twelve. Why the hell would I want a baby?" Suddenly their time alone chatting girl talk is interrupted, when Maggie's cell phone beeps telling her a text message came across, Maggie read the text. "Its Darren. He says it's time for dinner," she jumps from her swing. "Come on Lyla, lets hurry back. He says after dinner, they're having us for dessert. Ha, I just love being dessert, don't you Lyla?" Lyla suddenly feels a bit worried about what Maggie wished for, she calls for Blossom and the little black Cocker spaniel comes running from a wooded lot near the playground. Maggie's dog Pete came running from the woods with his snout dangerously close to Blossom's rear happily sniffing the female dog's sex. "Oh my god!" says Lyla. "Now Blossom's going to get pregnant too!!" Chapter Twenty: Dessert Is Served, Hot Sweet, Young And Sticky. After Lyla and Maggie finished dinner, Sam and Darren coaxed them both into wearing something sexy for the evening. After a little while, they both came into the living room wearing skimpy see-through nighties. Maggie tied her long strawberry blond hair into double pony tails. One on each side of her head, she tied each tail into place with pink ribbons. The ponytails make her look slightly younger. She's wearing a short red teddy, complete with matching see-through thong panties. Maggie's developing the curves of a young teen. But to Sam, Lyla looks just as sexy in the short pink with black lace teddy she's wearing. Underneath the teddy she's wearing pink silk bikini panties. They both do a little modeling, walking past each man shaking their asses seductively, smiling flirtatiously as they walk by. Maggie has done these little shows for Darren and his friends before. She coached Lyla just a little before they entered the room. Lyla does well following Maggie's lead, doing some of what the older girl does, along with some of her own moves. After the seductive modeling show, Sam makes drinks. Darren ordered a double Scotch and soda. Maggie surprises Sam, ordering a Rum and Coke with a slice of Lime. "Is it alright if I make her a drink Darren?" asks Sam, sounding more like a concerned adult, then a man looking forward to screwing the girl's brains out once everyone's ready to play. "Why yes Sam. I always allow my young wife to drink, during our social visits." Lyla's serving drinks, she almost spills Darren's drink on him, hearing what he said. "Oops sorry sir," she says. "but did you say, Maggie's your wife!?" She's completely startled, this is one thing Maggie never talked about when she told her story at the park. Maggie holds her hand out showing Lyla a sparkling five carat diamond set into a fourteen carat gold ring. "Wow!!" Lyla exclaims. "Its beautiful. But you're only twelve, you can't really get married....Can you?" "Not officially, darling," says Darren. "Our marriage isn't recognized in the eyes of the moral majority's laws. But it is recognized in the eyes of The Society we belong to." "Father McLeary married us three months ago," says Maggie, happily showing off her ring. "Yes," Darren proudly replies. "The good Father, takes care of The Society's religious formalities." Hearing this, Sam made himself a double Scotch on the rocks, and he made Lyla a Rum and Coke with a slice of lime. He made her drink with a half shot of Rum knowing she doesn't have much body fat, the drink should hit her pretty fast, hopefully causing her to lose her inhibitions and let herself go tonight without getting too high. He's looking forward to sharing his newly adopted daughter with Mr.B and Maggie, but he's not sure how well she'll take being handed off to Darren. And he's a bit nervous himself. Earlier today, while the girls were at the park Darren, informed him, Maggie wants him to impregnate her, and that's why he's taken such an interest in him. He also informed Sam he did an extensive background check on him. Right down to the fact, his sperm is completely healthy and capable of impregnating his very young wife. Darren also brought along what's left of Maggie's birth control pills telling Sam Lyla can get pregnant even at her young age. And being as she's still growing, it's best if he keeps his young lover on birth control until she's ready to experience pregnancy. He also made Sam a deal, if he agrees to impregnate Maggie, he'll make him a full fledged member of The Society. Darren also told him of the coming annual Society meeting is being held as usual, in an undisclosed location. Of course, the so called meeting is really nothing more than an all weekend long orgy. Where each parent offers up their adopted children to other members of The Society. He told Sam, the orgies are by invitation only and he's offering him a personal invitation to go. Of course, Sam gladly excepted his invitation. Sam's so turned on by the thought of personally attending one of these decadent taboo events, his cock is growing hard beneath his gray sweatpants in anticipation of the coming orgy, and especially tonight's foursome. Now, as he carries his and Lyla's drinks to the living room, he sees Darren offer Maggie a seat on his lap. Lyla's sitting on the couch by herself. Sam took a seat next to her. "Lyla baby, come sit on my lap," says Sam. "I made you a Rum and Coke, just like Maggie's, but before you sit on my lap let me take those sexy panties of yours off." Lyla blushes stepping between his legs facing him, he caresses his hands over each slender hip slowly lifting the short skirt of her pink nightie. His fingertips slip under the black lace waistbands of her pink silk bikinis slipping them down slowly exposing her bare ass, he notices both Darren and Maggie watching intently. Darren sees the sexual mind control he has over Lyla and smiles showing his approval. Before she met Sam, Lyla would most likely never let a man have his way with her in the way he does. But since the first day he seduced her she's been under his spell, she can't seem to resist doing any of the odd things he asks her to do. Feelings of degradation turn to pleasure. His fingertips caress her thighs, warm tingling sensations cause small orgasms to rush through her young body, her cunt lips feel wet. Finally he lets her panties drop to the floor, his little teasing show for the guests is over. "Now climb on my lap baby, turn around facing Darren and Maggie," he says. She quickly climbs on his lap giggling nervously. Once she's turned around with her legs agape, she sees where Daren and Maggie's eyes are looking. She tries closing her legs, but Sam puts his hand between her inner thighs. "No keep them open my love. Here. Have your drink. Sip it slowly, I know it's most likely the first Rum and Coke you've ever tried but drink it, and it will help you relax." She sips her drink. "Mmm. This tastes good...Can I have another after this?" "Let's just see how you handle the first one. I want you to relax, but I don't want you completely drunk. Because tonight's going to be a very special night for you." Sam began gently stroking her bare pussy, he kisses the corner of her mouth. "Look over at our guests. They love watching me play with your little pussy." Lyla sees where their eyes are looking, their voyeurism mixed with Sam's touch cause small orgasms, her body tenses, she moans. She takes another sip of her drink, the warm alcohol is taking affect she opens wider. "Giggle" She smiles at the guests, sipping more of her drink. The tips of his finger push between her vulva stroking her sensitive clit. Sam knows where her G-spot is. Her body tenses as she moans. "Mmm.....That feels good," she says, showing she's ready for more. Darren began doing the same to Maggie, pushing the crotch of her panties to the side. Watching Sam finger Lyla made Maggie wet, he feels the slick dew of her girl cum. His index finger slides in easily. Maggie's body responds feeling an orgasm flowing from her clit. Electric impulses tingle up her spine. "Mmm, yeah Baby," she moans. "You know what Cunt likes, don't you!!" Maggie's voice quivers, she's no longer Maggie Benson, she's her alter ego, Cunt. It's a word her adopted father called her so many years ago, now when she's sexually aroused she often refers to herself using this degrading name. Hearing his young wife degrade herself, he shoves his finger deeper within her sopping wet pussy. Darren's cock grows hard. Maggie has been eyeing Lyla's pussy, as if it's a sweet dessert just waiting to be eaten. She slips from Darren's lap, he raises his fingers to his lips tasting her dew. He watches his preteen wife drop to her knees, then lower her face between Lyla's spread legs. Lyla has her eyes closed, laying her head against Sam's shoulder. When she feels Maggie's lips and tongue sucking and licking her sensitive clit her eyes open wide she lifts her head. "Maggieeee, giggle...What are you doing?" "I'm eating your pussy Love," she kisses her pussy. "Now just relax, let Cunt do her magic on your sweet pussy," she kisses and licks her again. "Mmm! and I do mean sweet pussy, it's definitely a 10 on my sweet pussy scale." Sam spreads Lyla open for Maggie, he's completely turned on seeing Maggie use her experienced mouth on his young lover's sex. Maybe it's the fact Lyla's a bit drunk, but she's enjoying Maggie's lesbian loving as well. Darren stands and begins undressing. Earlier today, he slipped into a pair of blue jogging pants and a light blue polo shirt, it doesn't take him long to undress. Darren smiles at Sam. "You better get naked lad, I hate being the only naked man in the room." Sam lays Lyla on the couch beside him, Maggie tells her to lay back on two throw pillows then went back to work, sucking, licking and vigorously fingering young Lyla's pussy. Sam yanks off his Chicago bears t-shirt then quickly steps out of his matching sweatpants. Before long, he stands nude gently stroking his stiff cock, watching Maggie eat Lyla's pussy. Darren kneels down behind Maggie. "Let me help you out off your knickers darling," he says. "we cant have any fun with them on now, can we Cunt!" Maggie lifts her face from Lyla's pussy, Darren kisses her passionately tasting the new Society girl's juices from his lover's lips. "She tastes good on you, my Love." Once her panties are removed, she starts to go back to work on Lyla's hairless cunt. Daren whispers in her ear. "Let me have a go with the lass, go take care of Sam!!" Of course that's what Maggie wants to hear, she quickly moves away walking on bare knees to where Sam stands stroking his cock. Lyla had her eyes closed until she feels a man's rough beard stubble against her inner thighs, she looks down seeing Darren looking at her. All she sees of his face, is his forehead, dark eyes and part of his nose. "It's my turn child. Now don't worry, I have no intention of hurting you," says Darren. His voice is soothing, she doesn't fight him. The Rum and Coke she drank did help her relax, now she's losing her inhibitions. He began sucking her clit, she laughs childishly pushing her cunt against his tongue. Her eyes meet Sam's, he winks at her, she smiles back. Her gaze drops to Maggie, she's busily sucking his cock, Lyla fights urges of jealously. Sam notices her mood seems to have changed. "Don't worry sweetheart. Maggie and Mr. B are our friends. This is how they play when they visit friends. Just lay back and enjoy the party and remember, I love you Lyla." She grins at him. "I love you too," she says warming his heart. As she spoke Darren tongued her G-spot, she moans, her eyes flutter, she thrust her cunt into the older man's mouth. Seeing her cum made Sam cum just a little in Maggie's mouth, she took his cock from her lips. "Hey now Love. I hope that's not all you have, I don't want your cum in me mouth. I want it in my pussy!!" Sam laughs, loving the sound of her English accent. "Ok then," he says. "I guess it's time for us to fuck, you can't get pregnant if you swallow it now can you sweetheart," He sits on his tan leather sofa, holding his cock upright joking. "Go ahead Maggie sit on it, take the ride of your life!!" Maggie quickly takes charge, he watches the experienced young girl take hold of his cock. She quickly lowers her tight cunt over his cock, within less than a second, it quickly disappeared inside. She smiles flirtatiously, "He..he..ha I love riding cocks. Especially big ones like yours Sam." She began steadily lifting her slender body up and down, shoving his cock deep, then raising her body up until his cock almost falls out. Riding him in a perfect steady pace, her youthful aggressiveness takes Sam by surprise, all he can do is sit back and enjoy the experienced preteen's body. He looks into her bright blue eyes, she smiles looking back at him. He watches her long pony tails move with each thrust of her body. His eyes travel to her breasts, seeing two perfectly formed firm round orbs. He reaches up exploring each breast, playfully foundling each dime size lightly tanned areola. Gently pinching and twisting her erect little nipples. His eyes gaze down seeing a small line of reddish blond pubic hair. Her body's forming perfectly into a young teenager. Her mid sections starting to show the hourglass curves of a young woman. He thinks to himself. Maggie you're a pretty girl now, but you're going to be a beautiful woman someday. Darren stops licking Lyla's pussy. He's experienced with girls her age, he knows her tight little pussy should be lubricated well enough for intercourse. He kisses her lips, her eyes open, she kisses him back. She likes her own flavor, but she's not used to kissing strangers. She smiles nervously then turns her lips away from Darren's. He whispers seductively. "I want to make love to you Lyla," he kisses her earlobe. "Do you know what making love is?" Her voice trembles. "Yes...It's like the same as fucking..I think?" He kisses her cheek. "That's right lass. Now lets fuck then, if that's the word you like to use." He sits on the leather sofa, next to where his young wife is steadily riding Sam's stiff cock like a professional porn star: Truth be told, Maggie has done a few porn movies in her days. Darren looks back at Lyla, she's slowly moving her body towards his, he jokes with her. "Come on lass, lets show Maggie how its done." Lyla doesn't speak as she slowly climbs over his lap. Once she's in place he helps guide his fat cock toward the wet little opening between her legs. "Lower yourself down slowly love," he says. "I know you know how to fuck. Because I watched you fuck Sam live on the internet the other day. I watched it all Lyla, you took almost every centimeter of his cock up your little pussy. My cock's not as long as his I know it will fit girl, now slip it inside your cunt." Lyla relaxes her vaginal muscles, just the way Sam taught her. It's difficult at first, suddenly she feels the tip of his fat cock parting her small pussy lips. "Ugh uh ugh." She grunted lightly. "Good girl!!" says Darren. "Look at it Lyla. It's going right in. I knew you could do it....Now fuck me sweet girl!" Now she's going to show Maggie how to fuck. She's always been a competitive girl. And she's a bit jealous. For the past week, Sam's been treating her like a princes. Having sex with her and only her, then catering to her every need just like a newlywed husband. Now he's giving his attention to Maggie. "Yes look Mr.B. It does fit!!" she exclaims. "Now Lets fuck." Sam looks at her, smiling proudly. "That'a girl Lyla, now ride the man like you mean it girl." She began humping Darren, shoving his cock deep then raising her body till his cock almost falls out. "Ugh,uh,ugh," she grunts. Darren lay his hands on her hips, helping a little, enjoying the feeling of her soft white flesh. She's tight. He likes the warm feeling of her vaginal walls as they glide along his cock shaft. He looks her over admiring her curly brown hair, her pert nose. He loves the almost golden color of her hazel brown eyes, he adores the shape of her mouth. Since he met her a few hours ago, he's noticed she always seems to have a smile on her naturally pink lips. He plays with her developing breasts, they're nice small round buds, made complete with small pinkish tan areolas and long pert nipples. He tweaks her nipples gently. She likes having her nipples played with, an orgasm rolls down her spine, she moans. "You like that, don't you sweetheart," he says. She silently nods her head, picking up the pace as she rides his fat cock. Maggie leans over giving her a kiss on the cheek, and tells her. "You're a natural Society girl Lyla, you're making my husband very happy." Lyla heard what she said, and humps Darren harder. Sam feels cum churning in his nuts, he's trying to hold back, but watching Lyla give herself to Darren is such a turn on. He finds himself looking forward to sharing her with the Benson's all weekend, this thought causes him to lose control, he warns Maggie. "I'm cumming!!" He begins thrusting into Maggie's tight wet cunt, she hears him grunt his warning. The thought of his fertile semen flooding her ovaries causes her to cum too. "Yes cum in meee Sam, cum in meee. Make a baby in meee!!" She rides him hard, milking every drop of cum from his throbbing cock. Her body trembles as she cums. She's fucked numerous grown men during her strange young life, but she hasn't cum like this in a long time, she can't hold her body upright any longer as she lays her head on Sam's shoulder, panting like a dog on a hot summer day. Seeing Maggie fucking Sam like a wild animal, causes Darren to cum as well. He began thrusting harder inside Lyla. His thick cock grinds against her G-spot, causing her to cum too. Daren grunts in Lyla's ear. "I'm cumming...Ahh yes!" She doesn't speak, she's quiet when she cums. Her body collapses over Darren's sweaty chest. She lay there panting making little grunting noises. Now the only sound in the living room is heavy breathing from each man, and light panting from each young girl. Maggie breaks the silence. "Whew! Sam...That was the bloody ride of my life." She sounds winded, as if she just ran a marathon. She looks over seeing Lyla staring at her. It's that thousand mile stare she's seen in so many new Society girls over the years. It's feelings of shame and pleasure all wrapped up inside the young girl; and maybe just a hint of jealously. She knows these feelings, she's had them herself. She also knows, a Society girl should never succumb to feelings of shame, or jealousy. She lifts her body from Sam's spent cock then helps Lyla remove her spent body from Darren. "Lay down on the sofa beside Darren. We need to clean each other's pussies." Lyla does as the older girl says. Maggie climbs over her with her head towards Lyla's cum soaked crotch. She tells Lyla before lowering her face between her legs. "I'm going to suck my man's cum from your sweet pussy. While I'm doing that, you suck your man's cum from mine." Lyla feels Maggie tongue licking deep inside her well used pussy, she looks into Maggie's wet pussy, seeing Sam's cum leaking out, she's never licked a pussy before, but she feels what Maggie's doing and follows her lead. Licking Maggie, she tastes the familiar flavor of Sam's cum mixed with the sweet musky taste of Maggie's girl cum. Sam stands up looking down on the girl on girl lesbian encounter. He likes what he sees, Lyla's not being squeamish as she sucks and licks his cum from Maggie's vagina. "I think we all need a drink," said Sam. "I agree old boy," said Darren. "Please make mine a double Scotch on the rocks. Make the girls each a Rum and Coke," he jokes. "They'll need it to wash the taste of our cum from their mouths." After each girl had another drink, they fell asleep. Maggie's laying her head upon Darren's lap. Lyla's sitting between Sam and Darren on the couch, she's leaning her head on Sam's shoulder. Darren's a little drunk after finishing his third double Scotch on the rocks. Sam's pretty buzzed as well. Darren runs his fingers over Lyla's soft curly brown hair, admiring her childish beauty. "Let me sleep with Lyla tonight," he says. "You can sleep with Maggie, unless you think Lyla might make a fuss when she wakes up next to me." "I think she'll be ok with it," says Sam. "Let's take our girls to bed, I'm pretty beat. Our little foursome with the girls, and one too many Scotches have me worn out." With that said, Darren lifts Lyla into his arms. After her last Rum and Coke along with her first sexual foursome she's so worn out, she never stirs as he lifts her up. Sam picks Maggie up, she's a bit heavier than Lyla. The fact she's slightly drunk and worn out doesn't make it any easier, she moans softly but never wakes up. "Good night my friend." says Darren, as he carries Lyla down the hall to his bedroom. "Yeah, goodnight buddy." says Sam, cradling his young bed partner in his arms. Chapter Twenty-One: The Morning After It's now Saturday morning and Lyla is waking up with a bright beam of sunlight shining in her eyes, through the open slats of Venetian blinds placed over the window. Her head aches from too much alcohol, her well used cunny is a bit sore too. She doesn't remember Sam carrying her to bed last night and she feels the need to pee. She sits up half asleep, letting her legs drape over the edge of the bed. Before climbing out of bed, she looks around realizing she's not in Sam's bedroom where she's been sleeping since she moved in a few days ago. She's in a small bedroom down the hall from Sam's room. She has to pee really bad, she knows there's another bathroom just outside this bedroom. Standing from the bed she notices her panties are missing, she laughs to herself remembering Sam took them off last night out in the living room. Looking back at the bed she's completely startled to realize she hasn't been sleeping with Sam. Darren Benson seems to be sound asleep, he's completely nude his white hairs tussled out of place. She almost loses control of her full bladder and she feels a little urine leaking from the lips of her cunny. Not wanting to pee on the floor she quickly runs down the hall to the guest bathroom. Not worrying about closing the door she sits down quickly and lets her golden urine flow. Suddenly Darren steps in, he's covering his cock with one hand. "Good morning Lyla," he says cheerfully. "I need to piss too, being as your sitting on the only loo near the bedroom it appears we'll have to share. Now just spread your pretty legs, that way I can piss too." Not knowing what else to do she spreads her legs without speaking. Suddenly she watches a golden stream of urine flowing from the old man's cock. He guides his stream so it flows over her cleft, his urine mixes with her urine. The warm piss running over her vagina causes orgasmic tingling sensations to rush over her young body. When they both stop pissing Darren speaks kindly, but firmly. "Being as your pretty mouth is so close to my cock, please suck it. I have to say Lyla, I'm a bit put out that Maggie sucked Sam's cock last night, but you didn't suck mine." Once again she can't resist an adults orders; it's in her nature to please. She timidly takes his half erect cock, using one hand to guide it to her mouth, while using the other to massage his wrinkled scrotum. "Ahh yes, that'a girl Lyla. Suck it just like that!!" He's completely pleased with the way she submits to him. "Spread those pretty legs, let me see your pretty pink cunt lips." She keeps sucking him spreading her legs at his request. His cock swells in her mouth, at first it was almost limp, now it's fully erect. From Darren's view, his cock looks huge in her small mouth. Although she's slightly humiliated by Darren's sudden need for oral stimulation, the humiliation turns her on. She feels small orgasms tingling between her legs, along her pussy lips. Darren's piss drips from her cunt enhancing her pleasure. She works her hand and mouth steadily back and forth, stroking his hard cock shaft. The older man begins to moan. He grunts " Suck it Lyla...Suck it...Make me cum." She's done this with Sam enough to know what's about to happen when a man says: Make me cum. She began pumping her lips vigorously back and forth stroking his cock flesh with her lips and hand, while letting her left hand play with his balls. He grunts, his knees shake, and she tastes his cum as it erupts flowing down her throat. As she swallows, her golden hazel brown eyes look up at him for his approval. "Ahh yes Lyla, you really know how to wake a man up properly...Now let's shower together, I'm a bit worn out gfrom last night's playtime." "Ok," she says. "But don't have sex with me, my cunts a little sore this morning. And I have a headache." Sam wakes up feeling a young girl's mouth sucking and licking his cock. He's still half asleep, he's a bit hung over as well. He lifts his head expecting to see Lyla doing something she's never done before, when he sees Maggie's strawberry blond hair instead of Lyla's curly brown hair. He remembers carrying Maggie to bed last night. From the corner of her blue eyes she sees him looking at her, she takes his cock from her mouth. "Good morning Love...Did you sleep well?" she asks speaking nonchalantly. She goes back to work on his cock. His head hurts from too much Scotch, her melodic English accent is pleasing to his ears. "Yes honey, I did sleep well," he says feeling small orgasms caused by her good morning blow job. "Did you sleep well Maggie? I see you woke up hungry." "Why yes Love I did sleep well...But no Sam, I'm not hungry." She stops sucking him, he watches her move her slender shapely body over his hard cock. "I'm so fucking randy," she says. "Now let's fuck." He has to think of what randy means. His aching head remembers, randy to the English means horny to us Yanks. He realizes too, she wants more of his baby making sperm, and he's more than willing to give it to her. "Well I guess we better fuck then," he says. "Because a girl can't get pregnant unless she has sex, right sweetheart?" Maggie lowers her pretty pink cunt over Sam's cock, grunting lightly as his cock slips inside. He folds his arms behind his head, leaning on them so he can watch the pretty young girl ride his cock. He feels as if he's suddenly died and gone to heaven, thinking all he has to do to become a full fledged Society member is to have sex with Maggie until she's pregnant. She's an attractive young girl that makes the job even better. Darren Benson told him yesterday, he has business to attend to back in England. He's leaving Sunday afternoon, and he's leaving Maggie with him and Lyla until he comes back next month. When he comes back, the plan is he'll fly them all to the undisclosed location, where The Society holds their annual orgy. As Sam thinks of the Orgy, Maggie slapped his hip. "Hey what did you do that for?" he yelps. "Pay attention to me Sam, I've been watching you staring up at the bloody ceiling. Now come on fuck me." "Okay baby, you want my attention," he rolls her body under his. "Then you'll get my attention, now let's fuck," he says playfully. He begins thrusting hard into Maggie's tight cunt, she responds thrusting her pussy back at him with each of his thrust. "Yes...Oh Yes. Now that's more like it Samuel Watson." she says joyfully. "Alright Mrs. Benson, I'm so glad I'm doing it just the way you like it." Sounds of his hips smacking against Maggie's thighs, and sounds of his manly grunting and her girlish moaning echo through the room. Once again Sam feels an orgasm flowing from his groin, he keeps his pace going enjoying the feeling. Maggie's cumming too, the inner walls of her cunt tingle with an earth shattering orgasm. Maggie grunts out passionately. "Yes...Fuck meee Sam." Sam feels cum erupting deep within Maggie's body drenching her ovaries once more, he keeps thrusting. Finally he can't go on any longer, he lay his head over her shoulder. They're both startled by the sound of Lyla's voice, sounding a bit angry. "Hey you two, get up. I made coffee, and Darren's making breakfast. He told me to come and get you. "Huh" she scowls. "That is "IF" you're done fucking." Sam looks up noticing Lyla's angry jealous face. He's never dealt with a jealous child before, he hopes she won't remain angry at him the rest of the day. "Sure Honey, we'll be out soon," he says. "Did you sleep well baby? You seem to have woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something." He said the last wishing to take it back. Lyla scoffs "I didn't sleep with you Sam, No I didn't sleep well," she huffs "But don't worry, I'll get over it." That being said, she quickly leaves them alone. Sam rolls away from Maggie, she tells him reassuringly. "Don't worry Sam. I'll have a talk with her, it sounds like she thinks I'm stealing you away from her." Sam sits on the edge of the bed, his mind reels with worry. "I love her Maggie. I know she's young, she's not used to our unusual sexual habits. I just hope, you and I can teach her to accept the ways of The Society." Maggie sits beside him hugging him reassuringly. "I'll be here for a month love, don't worry. I'll help her understand the ways of The Society." End of part 4