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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
Night Games
Chapter Six
She sat in his lap, his sperm trickling out of her ass and onto his
flaccid penis. She was still weeping, just a little, and he looked at her
consolingly now, wondering if he had hurt her. He had heard of females
being riven so hard by a male penis that the lining of their rectum was
torn. He wondered if in his passion he had done this to her. She was, after
all, only 12. Now that his lust for her had abated somewhat, he began to
be concerned about something other than his penis. Gently he felt her hips.
Then he passed his hands lower onto the luxurious roundness of her
bottom. It was like feeling two round rubber balls. She squirmed. She had
her thumb in her mouth and suddenly it popped out of her as he found her
asscrack. She turned her face and looked at him. She wiped her tear
stained cheeks with the back of her hand and asked him, with little girl
bluntness,
ÒWhose ass did you like better? Mine or my momÕs?Ó Her question
relieved him. He caught some of his sperm on his hands, as it dripped out
of his ass. He lifted his hands and quietly checked them, pretending to
ponder her question. There was no blood, just the white of his spent
essence, mixed with some of her bowel material. Next time he should
probably give her an enema first, he told himself. She was, quite
involuntarily, owing to his sperm leaking out of her bottom, shitting on
his lap.
ÒYou mom was wonderful,Ó Mark told the girl, conscious of the older
woman lying on the bed behind him, watching him with open eyes, aware of
his words. ÒAnd you were a lot of work,Ó Mark told the 12-year-old.
ÒEither my cockÕs too big or your ass is too small.Ó
ÒSheÕs just starting seventh grade,Ó Sasha said, languidly and
perhaps a little accusingly, as she lay on the bed admiring the buttocks of
the man who was sitting upright before her. Mark turned and looked over
his shoulder. CindyÕs mom was as beautiful as ever, seemingly wrapped in
her long golden hair which he had released as he fucked her. He felt Cindy
squirm in his lap and her movement caused her asscheeks to grind down on
his penis. With a slight gasp he felt himself begin to become erect again.
Trapped under the 12-year-oldÕs bottom the feeling was delicious, if
promising soon to be painful because there was not enough space for him.
Cindy felt him rise and let out a little,
ÒOoooh!Ó
The spectators, once the joust was finished, had all left the
doorway, left the trio to themselves, but now Gwen drifted into the room.
She was utterly naked, and there was sperm in her hair, which hung down
over her shoulders and swished against her back as she walked. Not only
was there sperm in the hair that hung from her head but it was matted in
her small tangle of pubic hair between her legs. It also coated the insides
of her bare creamy thighs.
ÒIf you three are finished fucking perhaps youÕd like to join some of
us in the shower,Ó Gwen suggested. Cindy hopped down from MarkÕs lap.
ÒSure,Ó she said, feeling quite soiled now with all the sperm and
shit coming out of her ass. MarkÕs cock popped up, stained with CindyÕs
effluence. It quivered stiffly between his legs, the organ of a young man
for whom two copulations were not enough, in such tempting
circumstances.
ÒOh! You still have more,Ó Gwen said, impressed by MarkÕs vigor.
Cindy turned and looked at what had gone into her.
ÒYEEEEK!Ó she cried, not only at what she had taken but at the
prospect of having to take it again. Gwen looked past the tempting display
and fixed her eyes on Sasha.
ÒDo you care to sleep, or did you just need the bed to fuck?Ó she
asked the woman. Sasha smiled. She did not feel sleepy, and could see the
delight in GwenÕs eyes at what was between MarkÕs legs. She could only
see the young manÕs back from where she lay, but being 24, she did not
need many clues to know he was erect again.
ÒTo fuck,Ó Sasha said to Gwen.
ÒThen perhaps you and your daughter are ready for more?Ó Gwen
asked.
ÒPerhaps,Ó Sasha answered.
ÒTeddy wants to go to bed,Ó Cindy told Gwen. She held up her bear
for the woman to see. ÒBut first he needs a bath.Ó Gwen ignored the little
girl. If the child werenÕt so beautiful she would have regarded her as a
nuisance. But the men present had paid handsomely to be in the presence
of such a young thing, and seeing the little girlÕs bottom deflowered had
been an inspirational delight, one that had translated to ardent fucking of
the women present. That they had not yet had a crack at her with their
own cocks seemed not too much of a disappointment to them. The women
were lovely beyond belief and the Gwen had warned the men that the little
girl must be handled with care. Mark seemed, for the moment at least, the
perfect lover for her; he was just eight years older than her and a
strapping example of male virility. He had, too, Gwen thought to herself,
the perfect combination of gentleness and cruelty, which was necessary
to take a child like Cindy over the threshold of girlhood into womanhood.
Sasha rose up languidly in the bed.
ÒWhat do you have in mind?Ó the young mother asked her hostess.
Gwen brushed back her hair.
ÒIÕm sure I could think up something deliciously wicked,Ó Gwen
answered. ÒIf youÕre up to it.Ó
ÒIs Mark?Ó Sasha asked, knowing the answer. She slid forward on
the bed and looked around MarkÕs waist. There was his cock, standing stiff
and ready. The young man could not have doused his passion if he had
wanted to. Sasha smiled and touched a finger to the manÕs erection. It
was a good ten inches in length, perhaps more. Too much for a little girl,
no doubt, or almost so, but a good contest for a woman. Something she
could really test herself upon.
ÒDonÕt point that at me!Ó Cindy yelled, looking at how MarkÕs cock
seemed aimed right at her bottom. She was still sticking out behind, her
lovely ass poised like a pair of scoops of rose-colored ice cream, and
owing to the fact that her back was to Mark, because she was standing in
front of him, he did indeed look like a missile poised to strike at the
target of her heinie.
ÒI want every man at the party to have a crack at that darling ass of
yours,Ó Gwen said, passing the girl now, coming forward toward Mark, and
glancing sideways at the girlÕs insouciant bottom.
ÒNO!Ó Cindy cried. Her hands, one of which had been clutching her
bear and the other one palming her flannel-covered belly, wondering if it
could get away with stroking her pussy, flew to her ass. The bear tumbled
to the floor. At the same moment Sasha said,
ÒGwen, no!Ó Her denial echoing CindyÕs own, her concern for her
daughter palpable in her voice.
ÒNot necessarily with their cocks, dear,Ó Gwen said to Sasha. ÒWe
have a game we play. I invented it at another party of mine. ItÕs called
round robin. We can start with Mark, if he can survive the attention he
may receive in the shower.Ó Gwen put a hand to her pussy, clearly excited
by her game and not the least embarrassed at pleasuring herself in front
of her guests. ÒEveryone gets in a circle. One person is told to go around
the circle and offer themselves to every mouth in the room.Ó The woman,
still fingering her slit, stepped closer to Mark. She joined Sasha in
touching the manÕs penis. ÒSo Mark, for instance, would offer his cock to
everyone in the room. Female and male,Ó Gwen smiled, noting with
satisfaction the alarm in MarkÕs eyes as she spoke of homosexual love.
ÒItÕs a no holds barred feast,Ó Gwen said. ÒYou can do anything to the
person, as they stand in front of you. Kiss them, lick them, even bite
them, if you donÕt hurt them too badly. It is excellent for teaching males
control and helping females to open themselves more fully. Cindy would
quickly learn to get her ass open with a whole series of tongues invading
her.Ó
ÒMmmmm, tantalizing,Ó Sasha said. ÒWhat do you think, Mark?Ó she
asked the young man. He trembled, but it was a glorious rigid trembling,
like a piece of steel buffeted by a tremendous wind. As for little Cindy,
she chose that moment to bend over and pick up her bear. Her bottom
jutted at the three people behind her, and with seeming child-like
innocence, but perhaps something else as well, she decided to talk to her
bear. In her bent over position, with her ass sticking out so lewdly from
her open bottom flap, she said:
ÒDonÕt worry, Mr. Bear. They wonÕt make you get your bottom
licked,Ó Cindy told her stuffed animal. ÒNo, they would never do that.
Expesially if your bottomÕs all furry!Ó she added, mangling the word
ÔespeciallyÕ with her sweet childÕs voice.
ÒExcept yours isnÕt,Ó Mark told the girl, as the two women stroked
his long cock.
ÒHUH?Ó Cindy asked. She looked back at Mark, but not by standing
upright and turning to face him. Instead, with her bottom rearing back at
him, she looked at him between her legs, bent over like a girl digging for
clams at the beach.
ÒI said your bottomÕs not furry,Ó Mark said to the girl.
ÒIt is if I button up my flap,Ó Cindy said. She dropped her bear to the
floor and made a show, with her head still poised down between her legs,
of buttoning up her bottom flap. But either she had trouble with the
buttons or didnÕt really want to end her show, for after a moment or so of
fooling with the flap she let it drop again, and stood up, her ass still
sticking out the back of her pajamas.
ÒCome on, letÕs go,Ó Sasha said. There was a note of exhaustion in
her voice. It did not, however, seem to come entirely from her exertions
at lovemaking. Rather, as Mark noted as he felt Sasha rise from her place
on the bed beside him, it came from her protectiveness toward her
daughter. It had been fun bringing the little minx, to show her what people
could get up to, to Ôscare her straightÕ perhaps, even moreso than last time
(which, according to the psychologists anyway, should have made a child
like Cindy utterly unable to think a sexual thought for the next ten years.)
But now here the little one was, even after being fucked in the ass,
merrily showing off her bottom to Mark. She seemed proud of her
sexuality, and wishing to flaunt it.
Gwen smiled at Mark. Standing over him, her hand on his dick, she
gave him a tug. Mark responded by standing up. Gwen turned and, in all her
luscious nudity, led him after Sasha. The mother smacked her childÕs
behind.
ÒOW!Ó Cindy cried, and clutched her bear to her breasts, which were
sticking nakedly out of her PJÕs where Mark had cut them.
ÒBath time,Ó Sasha said to her daughter.
ÒTeddy doesnÕt want to take a bath!Ó Cindy announced. ÒHe just told
me.Ó
ÒTeddy isnÕt going to take a bath,Ó Sasha replied, urging her daughter
forward as the child cast back one hand and rubbed her smacked ass. With
male delight, Mark looked at CindyÕs young bottom as her mother pushed
her forward, a hand in the little girlÕs back. It was hard to believe he was
here, not only at an orgy but at one where he had been chosen to be the
ÔchaperoneÕ, if one could use the term without mangling it too badly, of
this little virgin. He looked forward to enjoying more pleasures with her
as the beautiful hostess of the party led him by his penis. With her every
touch, stroking him gently along his long shaft as she led him, she
threatened to make him spill, especially with CindyÕs wiggly little ass
bouncing in front of him as he walked. Yet it was delicious, and moreso
when Mark realized that Cindy was having to walk quickly to keep up with
her mother. As the taller woman ambled along, her lovely wide mature
hips rolling with bare salaciousness, her little daughter, shorter and with
not as long a stride as her mother, hurried beside her. The effect was that
the childÕs young bottom seemed to pump as she walked, each round little
cheek moving with ardent bulging motions. Sasha took her hand from
CindyÕs back. She reached for CindyÕs hand and grasped it. MarkÕs cock
leapt at the sight. It looked as if Sasha was about to escort her daughter
across the street, walking hand in hand with her now. The effect of two
bare-bottomed females poised in so prosaic a manner, holding hands,
delighted Mark even more. There was a certain perverse pleasure in having
his cock aimed at the mother and childÕs asses, as they walked ahead of
him in seeming innocence.
ÒDo you like this, Mark?Ó Gwen asked, perhaps slightly miffed that
she was not the center of attention, for she was very beautiful. Mark
remembered the young hostess beside him and looked over at her, feeling
her hand on his cock.
ÒYes,Ó Mark breathed.
ÒGood,Ó Gwen said. ÒYou deserve it. Your erection is a sight to
behold.Ó
ÒPerhaps I should ask you the same,Ó Mark said, as they passed down
the hall of the womanÕs apartment. They stepped on a pair of womanÕs
panties, an expensive French-cut pair. They crossed over a stocking,
which lay alone without its mate. Sasha drew her daughter closer, as if
perhaps wishing to cover her daughterÕs eyes that she might not see these
products of love play. But of course the little one was way beyond that,
having experienced the male prong in her ass.
ÒYes I like it,Ó Gwen said, answering MarkÕs question. ÒI like seeing
people judged not by the color of their skin or the caliber of their thought,
but rather by the size of their cocks and the shape of their behinds. By the
jut of their breasts or the cut of their chest. It is pleasurable to put all
other thoughts out of oneÕs mind, and simply focus on such physical things.
And to bring such thoughts to completion, of course,Ó Gwen added, giving
Mark another stroke with her palm.
ÒYou canÕt wait to see me cum, can you?Ó Mark asked the woman.
Gwen smiled.
ÒYou forget. I already saw you cum twice.Ó
ÒYou saw my face and you saw the length of me, perhaps, or part of
it. But you want to see me spurt out. You want to see me shooting it out
of my pee hole,Ó Mark said to the woman. GwenÕs face colored with
embarrassment.
ÒYes,Ó Gwen said. ÒYes I do. But at the same time I long to see you
save yourself, Mark,Ó she added. ÒYour erection is so beautiful to look at
and feel. I should not wish for you to cum sooner than you need to.Ó
ÒPerhaps you donÕt understand the male organ,Ó Mark told the young
woman. ÒIÕve needed to cum since I rose up, when Cindy was sitting on me.
IÕve been desperate, and IÕm even more desperate now with you teasing me.
ItÕs been willpower thatÕs held me back. Or something,Ó Mark added,
giving a little choke as he felt Gwen smother him with affection.
ÒIron will! I like that,Ó Gwen smiled, passing her hand up and down
MarkÕs cock now, as they walked, with quicker strokes, as if hoping to
make him shoot all over her carpet.
ÒYes. Definitely,Ó Mark said, and coughed again, for his balls felt
like they were going to explode.
A shower was heard running. Sasha went into the bathroom and
little Cindy went with her, hand-in-hand with her mother.
ÒOooh! I have to pee!Ó Cindy said, as soon as she spied the toilet.
But she needed to do something else, and her motherÕs heart sank a little
as she watched her daughter scurry to the toilet. She needed to poop out
MarkÕs essence, and by the time the young man walked into the bathroom,
little Cindy was sitting on the toilet, clutching her bear to her chest as
she defecated out his sperm.
ÒFeeling a little full, eh?Ó Mark joked. Cindy frowned and stuck out
her tongue at him.
ÒIÕm going to fill you again pretty soon,Ó Mark assured the little girl.
ÒTeddy will protect me,Ó Cindy told the man. Guests smiled from an
open gang shower. Sasha walked off the beige carpet that covered the
near end of the bathroom, where the sink and commode were, and into the
tiled shower. There was no door or curtain. The shower was too big to
need one. Yet at the same time, owing to the number of people crowded
into it, which was about two dozen, it was cloyingly small. Sasha stepped
nakedly into the tangle of bodies. Hands rose up to welcome her, quickly
gripped her breasts and palmed her belly and lower, between her legs.
Sasha let out a small yell. Her own hands came up in self defense, then
succumbed to the lure of flesh present, both male and female, and began
groping. There was laughter as she pleasured the guests with her touch
and was pleasured in turn. For a moment they had the upper hand, she was
new and they were many. She was passed from person to person, and the
young mother was fondled ardently. A man, coming up from the touch of
her hand and not wishing to hold himself back, ejaculated onto her thigh.
A woman brushed Sasha between her legs and something in the way her
fingers connected with the motherÕs cunt made her shiver.
ÒYes. Here it is safe to feel pleasure,Ó the woman whispered to
Sasha, for under the spray of the shower, creating rivulets of water that
ran down everyoneÕs body, who was to feel embarrassed at not being able
to restrain themselves? As if to emphasize the point, another man,
groped by someone, found himself in need and ejaculated onto SashaÕs sexy
behind. A third, pressed not by reignited balls but rather by a full bladder,
peed on the young mother, his urine joining the hot water that was
streaming down her thigh.
ÒAH!Ó Sasha cried, someoneÕs hand between her legs bringing her
pleasure to fruition.
ÒAH!Ó
ÒAH!Ó two more voices echoed, their pleasure joining the young
motherÕs. Then there was laughter, for even at an orgy such a wanton
display of the bodyÕs urges can be somewhat embarrassing.
Meanwhile, Cindy, having finished on the toilet and wiped herself,
stood up. Again she forgot to flush, but nobody seemed to notice. Viewing
the proceedings in the shower with the innocent delight of a child
considering jumping into a pool, she began shucking her way out of her
pajamas. Her bear lay on the rug, temporarily forgotten.
ÒCome,Ó Gwen said to Mark. Then she placed a fingertip over his
penis head, holding him with her other hand. ÒNot that way,Ó she added,
fearing he might spill just as she was about to introduce his cock to her
guests. She led him into the gang shower.
ÒOH!Ó A woman cried, turning to see a fresh cock presented to her,
which was MarkÕs. A second woman turned, and she gave a little cry too,
and joined her friend in grabbing hold of the young man. Gwen released
him, so that they might fully enjoy his shaft, all ten inches of it. MarkÕs
face reddened.
ÒAh, a virile young stud,Ó a man announced, turning from Sasha to
find MarkÕs penis stabbing jauntily close to his ass. Of course Mark was
not intentionally offering to fuck the man, but here in the close confines
in the shower it was impossible not to present oneself, whether to a male
or female, for everyone was crowded together. New hands joined the ones
already touching Mark, and everyone wanted to touch him in the same
place, along his awesome shaft. Mark turned redder and desperately tried
not to shoot himself all over his newfound admirers. Finally a woman
came forward and, seemingly showing no interest in his dick, asked him,
ÒSoap?Ó
ÒYes,Ó Mark gasped, thinking the woman would hand him one of the
several bars that was being passed around. But the woman proved to be
holding a bottle, of liquid soap, not a bar. And at MarkÕs ÒyesÓ she
pointedly looked at her cock and aimed her bottle.
SQUIRT! White soap jetted out of the bottle, right onto MarkÕs dick.
There were smiles, and the sight of white liquid shooting out onto MarkÕs
erection, but nowhere else, almost made the young man cum. After
admiring the effect of the soap on his cock for a moment, the hands that
had been touching him resumed work, and now they moved with greater
effect, for the soap provided a joyous lubrication. MarkÕs head flew back.
He fought to constrain himself as the hands pleasured him. When he
managed to look forward again, and down, he saw a sea of female bellies
hovering nakedly before him, each one seemingly wishing to expand their
flat surfaces with his seed.
ÒOh, God!Ó Mark cried. Suddenly it was all too much for him. His
balls tightened. He began pulsing, along the entire length of his organ.
Suddenly, as little Cindy announced somewhere behind him that she was
joining the guests, he began to spurt. The bellies moved closer. To his
delight he watched himself seemingly aim at the nearest pussy and fire.
His sperm hit first the bare flat belly of the woman before him, a woman
whose name he didnÕt even know. Then his sperm trickled downward, as
more rushed out behind what heÕd offered. It ran into the womanÕs thatch,
mixing with water running down her body from the shower. She was
shoved aside, by another womanÕs hip bumping her, and suddenly Mark was
sperming a new bare flat belly, his sperm once again running quickly down
to mingle in the womanÕs pussy hair.
ÒUhn, uhn, uhn,Ó Mark grunted now, thrusting himself forth into the
array of stroking fingers and firing at first one belly and then another. He
kept shooting, oblivious now to everything except the pleasure of his
groin. The hands continued to soap his cock even as he spent himself. In
fact, now that he was cumming they seemed determined to finish him, to
deprive him of that which he was so proudly offering.
But when he was finally done spending, and had begun to shrink in
size, there was palpable disappointment in the eyes of the guests, as if
they had just been deprived of a favorite toy.
ÒI can talk like a baby. GOO! GOO! GOO!Ó Cindy announced to some
man, who had taken an interest in her as she walked, on tentative tip-toe
steps, into the shower.
ÒOh, my daughter!Ó Sasha announced from somewhere amidst the
bodies in the shower. Gwen came in with the little girl, and although she
made an attempt to hold her hand, to reassure her, the girl batted the
womanÕs hand away.
ÒYou are quite lovely,Ó the man who had been addressed by Cindy
responded. He reached for her, but he did not grasp her in a fatherly way
around her small shoulders. Instead he went straight for her breasts, and
CindyÕs show of friendship was rewarded with a swift groping.
ÒOooh!Ó the little girl cried, surprised at the manÕs indecent ardor.
Sasha tried to get to her daughter but a man, finding himself
inspired by her ass, told her quite bluntly,
ÒBend over.Ó He did not wait for her to do it voluntarily but roughly
made her bend, pushing her head down in front of him as he rose up behind
her. Another moment and he was rudely in her, pushing his erection
inbetween her legs, finding and spearing her luscious motherÕs cunt.
ÒAh, God! Stop!Ó Sasha cried, but it was her first penis of the night,
in her cunt anyway, and nature quickly intervened to give her pleasure in
it. Using the mother like an animal, the man behind Sasha began working
himself in her. The mother, still fearing for her daughter, tried to rise,
but he kept her head down, and CindyÕs first sight of her mom in the
shower, beyond the nearest bodies which moved closely in on her now, was
of the woman bent over, forcibly being fucked from the rear.
ÒOh, mommie!Ó Cindy cried, but her cries were drowned now by the
sea of naked figures which took an interest in her. Without introduction
or any permission at all, save for her half-innocent presence, they began
to fondle her. They palmed her legs and her belly, her breasts and,
especially, between her thighs, where she still remained a virgin. All
seemed aware of her hymen which lay still up between her legs, and in a
seeming attempt at deflowering her with their fingers they intruded
there, eagerly. ÒOooh! Oooh! Oooh!Ó Cindy cried, and didnÕt know what to
make of all the attention, and didnÕt care a minute later, as unknown
pleasures consumed her. It was her first real introduction to love, for
there was an earnestness in those who touched her now, a desire to finally
once and for all bring her fully across the threshold of love.
ÒDo them both!Ó someone, aware that the mother was being fucked,
suggested.
ÒYes!Ó someone else, a woman, agreed.
ÒShe is so pretty,Ó a third chimed.
Surrounded by bodies and groped by hands, the little girl now reached
for the comfort she had earlier disdained, that of GwenÕs hand. But the
woman was out of reach now, and she smiled as she watched the little girl
felt up. At last the little minx was truly the center of attention, how did
she like it now that it had finally happened? Let her see that there was a
price to be paid for it! Hands palmed the little girlÕs bottom, still red
from her spankings. Fingers invaded her ass and probed her newly
deflowered back hole, making her cry out at the feel of new intrusions
there. Suddenly someone took hold of her head, and she was bent over just
like her mother.
ÒOh, mommie!Ó Cindy cried, but her shouts for help were only
answered by her motherÕs moans of passion. She felt her bottom opened,
by the man who had earlier said it needed more training. She felt
something rudely prod her there; the training, apparently, was going to
take place right here in the shower, and go right up into her ass! Cindy
cried out again for her mother but a moment later spittle flew out of her
mouth, joining the shower spray, and she felt as if sheÕd been hit, very
hard, for all of the air was suddenly being pushed out of her lungs. But she
had not been hit in the ribs as in some scuffle on the playground. All the
pressure and all the sense of violation was coming right up between her
bottom cheeks, splitting wide her tight little back hole and pushing up in
it. Pain seized the little girl, and she cried, very loudly,
ÒYOOOOOCH!Ó A moment later she gasped, ÒHelp! Teddy!Ó for her
mother, moaning ever-louder now, was clearly indisposed. And so was the
little girl, for her bottom was invaded and penetrated until she was sure
she was a pig on a stick, and that her guts were being shoved up into her
throat. A moment later it felt as if all her guts were being pulled out of
her, for as her ass sucked at the violator it pulled back, then, just when
Cindy was sure she was about to poop it out, it rammed up into her again.
ÒYEEEEEEEK!Ó the little girl cried, and this anal denouement continued, all
to the accompanying gasps of pleasure from her mother, until at last Cindy
was sure her insides must be splattered bloodily on the shower floor. But
there was one other element to her bottom-fucking this time, one that
Mark, in his youthful eagerness to do her, had left out. Her assailant made
sure to invade her tight little virgin cunt with his fingers, as he pillaged
her back hole. As a result Cindy experienced her first orgasm. Despite the
pain, despite her screams, she felt a rush of pleasure, increasing in
intensity as the manÕs fingers worked and his penis probed, that exploded
at last in an intense orgasm of bliss. When it was over little Cindy,
clutching her bottom with both her hands, thanked the man and kissed him.
She was much shorter than him, coming only up to his belly, and so thatÕs
where she placed her kiss, right on his belly-button.
ÒI hope I didnÕt hurt you,Ó the man told Cindy, stroking her long
utterly disheveled hair.
ÒOoook, you hoit me very badly,Ó Cindy told him. ÒBut I liked it,Ó she
whispered.
After the shower there seemed to be no energy left for GwenÕs
planned game. So the guests, having partaken completely of each other,
put on such clothes as they had, plus a few long T-shirts provided by
Gwen, purchased specially for the occasion. Then they exchanged final
kisses and went home.
ÒYouÕll be shitting sperm for a week,Ó Sasha said somewhat ruefully
to her daughter, when they were both home again.
ÒAm I going to have a baby now?Ó Cindy asked her mother. Sasha
laughed. Relief showed on her face.
ÒNo, dear. Both men only fucked your ass,Ó Sasha said. ÒBut keep
taking your pills. YouÕre going to lose your cherry pretty soon, your hymen
I mean, if you keep going to parties with me.Ó
ÒIÕm going to lose it anyway. Sex is fun!Ó Cindy said.
ÒIÕm glad you enjoyed it,Ó her mother said. ÒBut you still havenÕt had
real sex, the kind where the man puts his penis in your pussy.Ó
ÒNo, only in my bottom,Ó Cindy agreed, and turned and looked at her
reflection in her motherÕs china hutch. She was wearing a long T-shirt
and she lifted the back of it. With her bottom exposed to the glass face of
the china hutch, she tenderly touched her ass, watching her fingers, as if
they were little penises about to poke her there. ÒI think IÕll only have sex
in my bottom for awhile,Ó Cindy said.
ÒYouÕll be a bottom-fucking nun,Ó her mother said, laughing again,
for it had been a wonderful evening, even if it had terrified her at the end,
hearing her daughter sodomized as she herself was brought to pleasure in
the hot crowded shower.
ÒTeddy says I should only be fucked in my bottom,Ó Cindy told her
mother. She looked at her bear. ÒRight, teddy?Ó she asked her stuffed
animal.
ÒRight,Ó CindyÕs mother said in a suddenly deep voice, pretending to
make the bear talk. Then, in her normal voice, she told her daughter, ÒYou
canÕt always control events, darling. ThatÕs why GwenÕs parties are so
exciting. You must expect that a man will soon pop your cherry, whether
you want him to or not. Or you have to stop going to my parties.Ó
ÒOh, well. Who needs a hymen anyway? I mean, what can I do with
it? Can I drive a car with it?Ó Cindy asked her mother. SashaÕs eyes
widened.
ÒNo, but you can buy a car with it,Ó she said, suddenly remembering
all the money that had been paid for the privilege of going to a party with
a little virgin in it.
ÒOook! ThatÕs right! The money!Ó Cindy cried. Eagerly she rushed
over to her mother and took hold of her waist. ÒHow much money did we
get mom, huh? Huh?Ó Sasha blushed. She still felt terribly guilty about
selling her daughter. The only consolation was that she had just rented
her, and then kept her virginity somehow intact.
ÒYour little bare-pussy PJÕs fetched quite a bundle,Ó Sasha told the
child.
ÒYippeeeee!Ó Cindy cried. She leapt up in the air, throwing her hands
up, causing the long shirt she was wearing to rise up, showing, just
briefly, her tight little snatch.
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