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