Author: Sterling Title: Every Two Minutes Summary: Girls who have recently gotten their first period must play a central role in life. Keywords: ScFi, Mf, Mg, Mf, Mg, ... rape, cons NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex. First posted 9/20/2009, new header added 8/24/2010. I'm always eager for comments, whether good, bad or mixed. Comments to sterling27@live.com. I have written many other stories and they can all be found at /files/Authors/Sterling/ You are welcome to copy this story if you include the entire text unchanged, including this notice. If you tell me where you have re-posted it, I can enjoy knowing it is appreciated and perhaps enjoy the feedback the story gets where you re-post it. Sterling And now, our feature presentation. Enjoy! ================================================================== Every Two Minutes Albrecht Smith was the master of genetic performance art, and manipulated the human genome in certain isolated populations to create "interesting effects". In this case he changed men so that they could not ejaculate except in the vaginas of young girls during the fertile phases for a year or two after puberty, during which times they gave off a distinctive alluring smell. He eliminated all STDs. And in typical Smith fashion, he made it hard to leave the game: Men get very ill if they went too long without ejaculating, and the only permanent cure was castration. To see the development he wanted, he had the effects come on slowly. ---------- At first men were reluctant to admit it. They had sex with their wives, their erections were fine, they felt as much pleasure as ever, but they had more and more trouble coming. Many sought out doctors, who very quickly found it was a nearly-universal phenomenon. Frustrated men sought out other women to see if they could restore their masculinity, but to no avail. They also started getting increasingly uncomfortable. In any society there are many men who do not regularly have intercourse; some just have lost interest in sex and stopped thinking about it. Some have pledged themselves to celibacy. Others relieve their need by occasional or frequent masturbation. But they all became increasingly aware of their genitals and a growing discomfort. For boys the problem started at puberty. Not many girls who are just getting their periods engage in sex, normally. Some do because they are the victims of abuse. Abusers of these girls discovered they could still ejaculate just fine on certain days, but were not eager to publicize this because it would require admitting to their abuse. Initial rumors of the special power of these young girls came from boys of roughly the same age who were having sex with them. Not only was John having sex with Sonya, but he was actually ejaculating inside her sometimes! His pal Mark was having pain in his testicles and hadn't been able to come with the girls he knew, so John cajoled Sonya into letting Mark do her, and he actually came! Sonya had no desire to be a slut, so she did not consent to any more boys -- but some found her and when she had that delicious smell they raped her. Indignantly she reported it and got sent to the emergency room for tests. Males passing nearby could smell her, and while many gritted their teeth and ignored this temptation to relieve the discomfort they were feeling, a few went ahead and raped her too, and the others got to see how relieved those men were. Once the barrier to rape had broken down, and men were doing it without punishment, the floodgates opened. If a girl had already been raped by five men, all of whom felt ecstatic as their pain left them, the temptation for the next man to rape her became irresistible. In a middle school, uncomfortable boys could smell a girl as she passed, and she was irresistible to some. And once a couple boys raped her, the temptation to join in was very high. Chaos reigned. So girls stayed home during the middle of their cycles. But a father and a brother who were uncomfortable could smell her, and the temptation was strong. Some of the girls also understood how uncomfortable their fathers and brothers were and volunteered or at least reluctantly consented. But most didn't, and some fathers and brothers didn't respect the girl's wishes. Society then cleaved strongly along gender lines. Women gathered young girls to protect them. Men got more uncomfortable, and some got sex but most didn't. A great many had themselves castrated, though that was obviously a terrible step to take. Some who didn't died. Men sought out the female bastions and stormed them. There were deaths. Capturing a ripe young girl, groups of men would rape her until they were all satisfied. Within a day or two she didn't help them any more, but they kept her because she would come around in another month -- if she didn't get pregnant. They gathered collections of girls. Other men who were near agony learned of these collections and attacked to get access, leading to pitched battles. Many young girls committed suicide. Martial law was declared. Out of the chaos, through many skirmishes, protests, and unworkable schemes, a stable system finally developed. ---------- Ellen had just gotten her first period, and along with the yuckiness of the blood and the pain of the cramps, she felt sick anticipating what would come next. When she told her mother she had gotten it, her mother hugged her and Ellen burst into tears. Her mother held her for a long while. Cramps and yucky blood were no worse than they always are for girls, but in about two weeks her sex life would begin in a manner that every girl dreaded. As soon as her period stopped, she started using a dildo until she was large enough for a rather large penis. She would not feel physical pain on penetration, a small but real comfort for the indignity she would have to suffer. --------- Jason was 45, and his discomfort was turning to pain. His testicles hurt, because last month his allotment ran out ten days before the end of the month. He had sex with his wife Jan when she really wanted to, including last night. The sensations were pleasurable, despite the ache he was feeling, but of course he couldn't come, which was frustrating. His email was set to tell him if a suitable mate became available, and Saturday morning when he heard the "new mail" tone, he raced to look. He clicked through to the site, took a quick peek at the girl and clicked the "Yes" button, then took off in his car. The GPS directed him to her, a mere five minutes away. It was a private home, and when he arrived there were already a dozen cars parked outside. He parked, got out and ran to the door, beating out someone walking more slowly. A man came out the door, breathing a little heavily still, with a smile on his face. This girl was only allowed to hold court in her house because there was sufficient parking nearby. Most girls went to facilities designed just for the purpose, small buildings surrounded by large parking lots. In the living room were a half dozen men, none talking. One was getting dressed. Two were undressing, and three were naked. Against one of the walls were some still pictures of porn, men with adolescent girls, and on a large-screen TV a porn movie with the same theme was playing. The naked men were fondling themselves, looking at the movie. A rather hefty man and a shorter bald man had erections, a third older guy was working at it. A far door in the room was tended by a doorkeeper, a man with an official badge and a handheld. "Name?" he called across the room. "Jason". He started undressing. Then the far door opened and a naked man came out, panting, with a softening penis. The hefty man immediately went through and closed it behind him. The doorkeeper spoke to the one who had just come out. "One minute, thirty seconds". That man nodded, smiled a little, and collapsed on a sofa. The man with the handheld said "Carl next, Eric to follow". After a minute or so the man who had collapsed on the couch started getting dressed. Jason's penis was responding splendidly to the porn. The hefty man came out a bit later, and while Carl rushed in, the doorkeeper said "Four minutes, ten seconds". The hefty man looked a little disappointed as he collapsed on the couch. He waited a little longer before getting dressed to leave. Finally it was Jason's turn. Inside the room was a naked girl. She was lying on a special bed with her legs apart. The girl was fairly small, with small breasts and hips that were wider than a boy's, but not by much. She had a mane of blonde hair above, some dark pubic hair fuzz. There were tears in her eyes, and she looked kind of dazed. Jason knelt to put his nose to the sacred spot between her legs, and smelled that amazing wonderful smell available nowhere else on earth. A thrill possessed his loins. Then he lifted himself up on the bed, and lowered his body, sliding through her slick labia into her vagina. He slid in deliciously until the whole length of his penis had disappeared inside her. He started thrusting, and let out some grunts as his pleasure built. He could see his shaft disappearing between this girl's legs, up into her body, faster and faster. Then he climaxed with something between a roar and a shout. The first spurt was painful because it had so much semen in it, straining against his inner membranes as his muscles shot it out. The next two were also copious. And the relief in his testicles was enormous. But he didn't want to linger in the afterglow. It was important to get out of the room to let the next man in as soon as possible to keep his time down. As he pulled his penis out, plenty of fluid came with it and ran between the girl's legs. The special bed had a hole under the spot with a pot to catch what dripped or flowed out. There was another person in the room, whose presence he had been aware of all along, an older woman holding the girl's hand because it was her first time. That in itself was exciting. She said "Watch how loud you shout". Jason nodded, opened the door and staggered out, another man rushing in. "52 seconds", said the man with the handheld device. That was a record for him and would be helpful. He collapsed on the sofa long enough to reflect on the intensity of the pleasure he had felt, but even more important the lightness -- the pain in his testicles was gone. ------- The woman glanced down to see that the semen running out of Ellen had coated the bottom of the pot after only an hour. The semen delivered into Ellen was kept for research, but rarely for artificial insemination because no one could be sure which of the men would be the father. The woman stroked Ellen's hair and asked her how it was going. Pain? Not really. Getting used to it? Trying. The gatekeeper outside cut off the stream of men for a while so Ellen could have a break. Use the bathroom, take a quick shower, have a drink. But within twenty minutes she was on her back again, and the next long hard penis came through the door, trailing a man with some degree of discomfort in his testicles -- and lust in his heart. ------------------------- Every girl from the time of her first period had a duty to make herself sexually available during her fertile days for a total of 16 hours each month. This duty extended for a maximum of three years, though it almost always ended sooner when she no longer excited any men enough to ejaculate inside her. Each man was entitled to ten minutes a month of sexual access to a girl. This number was chosen because no man was at risk for permanent damage going for a month without ejaculating, and for most men ten minutes would allow at least two sessions. Those were the basic requirements from girls and allowances for men. Pregnancy was a definite possibility for ovulating girls with pints of semen flowing through their vaginas, but the girls were far too valuable to lose their initial precious fertile months to pregnancy. They either got IUDs or took a morning-after pill such as RU-486. Male health and basic comfort required sex with a very rare commodity -- girls during their fertile periods during a few short years. Society required service from all of them. As young men had been conscripted into armies for centuries, now adolescent girls were conscripted. The time commitments were modest and the danger of lasting physical harm was small, but the emotional toll was high. It is not in the nature of adolescent girls to want to have sex with hundreds of strangers, nor is it in the nature of people who love them to force them to. Mothers wanted to protect their daughters, as did fathers -- even though they had to have sex with the daughters of other men. To combat the problem of various forms of escape or avoidance, girls from age eight or so were fitted with a small bio-monitoring device and a transmitter. The device would tell roughly when their fertile period was beginning, and the girls were responsible for getting some man to give her a sniff to get the exact time right. Society dealt as gently as they could with girls who didn't cooperate, realizing how repugnant it was to their natural inclinations. So if they tampered with or removed their transmitters or simply hid, they were locked up in environments that were reasonably pleasant where they could keep learning and socializing. Then they were always available on their fertile days. And if they wouldn't cooperate, they would simply be put in restraints while the stream of men had sex with them. The threat of the additional humiliation was enough to get almost all girls to cooperate. Like most social arrangements, this one became routine. Girls shared their horror stories of their first time receiving hundreds of penises. And first time or not, they had stories to tell of old men, fat men, ugly men, handsome men, boys just entering puberty. Kind, apologetic men, or nasty, leering men. Long penises, short penises, skinny penises and fat ones. Men who barely slid in and made lots of fast little thrusts. Men who came in the same motion their penis entered. Men who surged in all the way, came out almost all the way, and surged in again, in a slow rhythm. And of course the many men who jammed in all the way, pulled out almost the whole way, and jammed back in as fast as they could, in a total frenzied "fuck their brains out" approach. Girls also felt grown-up, having passed a true coming of age milestone. And they were aware that they were the object of desire by no end of grown men, and their bodies had the power to captivate and satisfy those men. Some of the men were handsome, some boys were cute. Older girls and women also reminded them that for the rest of their lives their sexual experiences would necessarily be a bit incomplete, since boys and men later would never achieve orgasm with them. And then there was the matter of the sexual pleasure itself. Traumatized girls do not enjoy sex, but as the hours and months went by and it became routine, there was the friction from penises going in and out, tugging on labia, pubic bones bumping clitoris. The girls felt pleasure and they often had orgasms. Some had orgasms several times. Rather quickly the government program was modified and expanded to accommodate tastes. Some men preferred doing it from the rear, and so did some girls. Some girls preferred doing it in the dark, and so did some men. Some men liked to fondle their girls, some liked to be able to talk dirty to them. Girls could reduce their time commitment if they allowed these things, and a man's time allowance was similarly shortened. A minute spent with a girl whose breasts he could fondle might take 80 seconds from his allowance. Some girls were just not very attractive, and not so many men signed up for them; in that case the men could get a break. Three minutes for only a minute off of their allotment. In this case the girls did not have extra added to their requirement because the lower demand was due to circumstances beyond their control. Supply and demand governed the adjustments, so that girls' desires and men's desires meshed fairly efficiently. -------- Stan and Tara wanted a baby, so they waited until Tara was ovulating, then went to what was jokingly referred to as a Bait and Switch facility. This featured a large central room with a girl in it, and a dozen doors around, each leading into a small bedroom. Stan and Tara entered their bedroom through an outer door, then started kissing and tenderly massaging each other. He sucked breasts, he licked her clitoris until she came, she fondled him, took his penis in her mouth giving him exquisite pleasure, and then he entered into her, beginning a slow rhythm highly pleasurable to each. But they each had an eye on a red counter on the wall which indicated how many couples were ahead of them. Stan's erections lasted a long time, but there were limits. He was getting pretty excited when the counter moved to "1". It then switched to a green "0", and they could hear the door to the inner room unlocking. He sucked briefly on each of Tara's nipples in turn, then began a vigorous thrusting, and Tara had a fine big orgasm. He kissed her, and pulled out, opened the door and went in to the central room. There was the girl, on her back, legs spread, smiling. Stan took a deep breath of the odor between her legs, then lowered himself on her and entered her. However pleasant it was to be in Tara's vagina, this was on a different level, and his penis responded accordingly. He entered a growing crescendo of ecstasy, thrusting hard into the girl as far as he could go, then he felt stirrings in the tubes and ducts inside his body, then he lunged up inside her and spurted again and again. He collapsed beside her for maybe fifteen seconds, enjoying her presence, but then he got up and stood, still panting. The girl took a fair-sized syringe and slid it up inside herself, sucking out the fluid. She then handed it to Stan with a smile, and he took it back to Tara through the door which locked behind him. He worked the syringe into her vagina, and then staring tenderly into each other's eyes he pressed the plunger to deliver his semen, hopefully to start the baby they both wanted. The girl gave herself one douche that killed sperm cells so none of this man's leftover sperm would get mixed in with the next batch. She then gave herself another one that flushed the sperm-killing douche away so her vagina would be kind and nurturing to the next batch of semen. She then pushed her button to give a green light and open the door of the next couple. She waited for the hopeful father to use her body's magic to let him release his sperm cells, then give them back so he could take them back to where they were really needed. Men giving semen for purposes of artificial insemination used the same procedure but the little vials the girls handed them went into the freezer for later use. Men were granted extra minutes when trying to conceive, and many girls liked this service better because of its inherent connection to creating new life. ---------- Everyone abhors prostitution and shudders to think their daughter might end up in that position, but in this society things shifted. The young girls were universally condemned to spectacular promiscuity -- endless gang rape from another perspective. Girls discovered that while being a semen receptacle for sixteen hours was degrading and disgusting, another eight hours wasn't all that much worse. And what was so wrong with getting a financial benefit? Those extra hours could be very lucrative. The simple way to make money was to take another girl's place. A girl who was especially traumatized by her duty, rich or some combination of the two could pay another girl to meet some of her obligation -- but by government regulation no girl could escape entirely, regardless of how rich she was. -------- After her first two fertile periods of the required sixteen hours, Ellen was used to it, and decided to look into some more. First she worked a few extra hours and got an extra $300 per hour, the going rate for helping meet another girl's obligation. But Ellen was very pretty, she connected with the physical pleasure inherent in the sex, and she was charming. She could make a lot more. Under her parents' light supervision, she registered with GirlMatch.com. She had a little high quality video footage taken of her naked body by itself and during sex, both showing her conversing and flirting with a man. She gave an estimated date for her next fertile period. Then she clicked the "Publish" button and went off to do other things. When she returned a mere two hours later, she had a staggering 975 bids. She set a filter for a minimum of $20 per minute and found she had 948 remaining. She tried $30 and found she had 902. Astounded, she kept going. At $100 per minute she had 155 bids. This was already $6,000 per hour! Her first resolution was to pay other girls to do her government time for her. Next she broke her applicant pool into tiers to look at specifics. The guys also had videos of themselves from various angles and including them having sex with a girl. They also included the size and shape of their erect penis. For the 45 that were at $500 per minute or more, she scanned and found two that just gave her the creeps, so she rejected them flat-out but accepted the rest. For the crop offering over $300 per minute, she accepted about 70% of them, rejected 10%, and with her father's cajoling made a counteroffer to the others. $400 for this one, $350 for that. She began relishing her power. But reviewing all the applications was time consuming and got to be boring, Having learned her tastes her mother and father did lots of the screening for her, and she just reviewed them very briefly. The men also signed up for an expected time and a maximum time. As all the sites suggested, she would get a new man every two minutes. She assured her parents she could keep going for a full 24 hours after accounting for brief rests, so at the end of a few days she and her parents had lined up 720 men. At the average of $80 per minute, she would gross $115,200. Then all she had to do was wait for her fertile period to arrive. Her father did sniff tests every few hours, she moved to the luxurious rented suite as the hour came near, and the emails went out. Men signed up for approximate times. Those paying the higher rates got priority. The rented suite was arranged much like the Bait and Switch center, with a dozen doors leading off the central room. Behind each was a private room where the men could undress and get aroused as they saw fit. Ellen wore a light blue embroidered silk blouse which was unbuttoned and partially hiding her breasts, and a knee-length pink gauzy skirt. Her first man arrived, naked, with a pulsing erection -- at the rates they were paying most of the men arrived that way. She smiled, and he smiled a rather lecherous smile. He parted the shirt to see her breasts, and slid up the pink skirt, and in no time it seemed he was inside her, pressing urgently. He came in about 15 seconds, smiled and left. His total time in the room was a minute, and that was what counted. The next man was in shortly. Unlike her public service, she had seen each of these men on video at least briefly, and knew she would not be shocked by an especially strange or frightening-looking man. She also saw the ratings other girls had given to these men for questionable behavior and she had rejected those with poor track records. Within the first hour she had received 30 penises and 27 doses of semen up inside her, which came oozing and flowing back out. Three of the men couldn't come. A couple others had taken a while, and she had experimented by telling them they were hot and handsome and she would love it so much if they could splat a little mess of sperm up inside her most private and intimate spot. That and some tender hair-stroking was enough for them. Men satisfied in that way would give her excellent reviews, raising her desirability and price for the next month. Included in the stream of men were some very sexy ones, some of whom went on for two or three minutes, and a couple of times she had an orgasm. She took a short break every hour or so, and an occasional half hour for a meal, but she was aware of how much money she could be making. And although it was just below the surface of her awareness, she was a female animal in heat and she really liked the men's bodies, their urgency, her ability to satisfy them so profoundly -- and their penises, stretching her vagina just enough, filling her with their warm, hard but smooth length, the urgent motion, and filling her with the seed of life. Basically, she loved being fucked. And as the day wore on, her availability and estimated wait times were updated. She finished all 720-odd men in 21 hours, but declined to take any last-minute stand-by men. She was apparently sexy enough that these men had finished a little sooner than they expected. She was also exhausted, and slept for the better part of a day. -------- There was a movement fairly early on. Instead of a girl's first sexual experience being on her back fucked by hundreds of men, there could be an intermediate step. Girls' bodies were at a premium during their fertile periods, but nothing prevented them from having sex at other times too. Her actual first intercourse could be with a sympathetic, gentle man. Such a man also had acting ability and could impersonate and mimic the sexual behavior of a wide range of men. He could never come, of course, but he could fake orgasms any number of times. Girls were also given vibrators and encouraged to explore their own sexual response. Some of the government arrangements allowed girls to use vibrators, especially in doggy position, though men got a slight discount and girls paid a slight premium. -------- There came a day when Ellen's telemetry reported she was near ovulating, she set up her schedule and prepared to receive her line of men. But despite being excited, a few of her clients couldn't come. They were sorely disappointed and wanted their money back -- clients who couldn't come were always sorely disappointed, but as it became clear it was her and not them who was the problem, she was required to do so. By the next month she no longer had the magic smell or the magic power. But at $100,000 per month, even the eighteen months she ended up enriched the family substantially. Many girls in that position could celebrate -- and there was a standard kind of party that developed just for that occasion, not too different from a Sweet Sixteen party or a Coming Out occasion. While few missed their required service, many missed the more creative private arrangements. A great many missed the money. There was a way to ease gradually out of large-scale lucrative semen-catching sex, and Ellen took it. ---------- Frank was a single man. A few years ago he had had to give up the standard government program because he couldn't get it up with other men watching, then he found he couldn't get it up by himself either in a low-end private program where he had his own private "ready room". Like many men, his next step was to engage prostitutes to accompany him as he went to a mating center. Prostitution among older girls and women didn't have the stigma it once did either. All the women had been spectacularly promiscuous when they were girls, and there was a clear and pressing need. These men were not just seeking titillation, they were try to keep healthy and avoid going under the knife to become eunuchs. So prostitution was a fairly respectable profession. He could meet a woman and engage in the usual foreplay. She could caress him, and give him oral sex. Periodically an indicator would come on asking him if he was ready for a girl, and he would keep declining. But when he occasionally had a nice hard erection and was thrusting in the prostitute and a girl became available, he pressed a button to accept, and then he would pull out of the prostitute, hurry through the door to the waiting girl, and after a deep sniff of her crotch, would mount her and achieve not just orgasm but a huge relief. But he was starting to have an erectile dysfunction problem that ordinary prostitutes and Viagra weren't helping. Castration was looming on the horizon, but he first went to a top-of-the-line facility, a branch of the Rising Expectations chain. A man filled out a questionnaire giving his best guesses about what would help him and different arrangements were planned accordingly. A beautiful young girl met him at the door to his suite and introduced herself as Ellen. She encouraged him to sniff between her legs, and he did take in a very alluring odor, though not the full magic odor of a Girl. She let him slide his hands down her shirt and feel her breasts, and slide his hands over her stockings as he felt up under her dress. She let him work his fingers inside her panties. It was all exciting, but his penis still didn't respond. He sucked her nipples. She kissed him all over. She took his limp penis in her mouth. She talked dirty to him. After a break she gave him a backrub, and they took a turn in the Jacuzzi. That seemed to start turning him around. Ellen sucked his penis in earnest, with expert swirling strokes as he sat on the side of the Jacuzzi. He kept his hand between her legs as she nudged her crotch against his hand gently, rhythmically, seductively. His member started to rise and reached full erection. He turned Ellen around and got his penis into her from the rear, and he started thrusting away -- like a real man again. He pressed the button to indicate he was ready, and seconds later the green light came on. The bed they were on moved by electronic controls, and Ellen expertly guided it through the door towards the girl, Frank thrusting away the whole time. And there was the girl, quite a pretty one who was smiling at him. The girl stood and presented her crotch so he could smell it. His penis hardened a little more. At his request, the girl turned around into doggy position herself, right beside Ellen. He pulled out of one doggy and plunged into the other. He felt the extra special allure of a girl, and while he started getting nervous wondering whether he could keep his penis up long enough, Ellen stood beside him, gently rubbing her breast against his arm, nibbling his ear, and telling him he was a handsome, virile man, and how she was a little disappointed that this other girl was getting the benefit of his penis instead of her. And she whispered "She wants you hard and deep, and she would love it if you could give her a load of your sperm, way up inside. Fuck her! Fuck her! Harder! Go with it! Relax." The girl had turned enough so that he could see that her face was slack with sexual pleasure. And then Ellen gave him a sweet little kiss as she reached behind to lightly stroke his straining testicles. And then he felt his loins open, and he spurted up into her three, four, five times. The orgasm was spectacular but the relief was far greater. He was panting, dizzy. He couldn't afford to stay long with the Girl, as her time was very valuable, but Ellen steered their bed back through the door to their private room. Following his lead, she lay down beside him and he hugged her tight, squeezing, sniffling, then sobbing. Ellen was calm about it. She stroked his hair and told him to let it all out. And Frank did. And wonder of wonders, his penis rose again half an hour later. Ellen saw it and smiled, and asked if he would honor her by sliding it into her vagina, or if he would prefer, into her mouth. He took the vagina, and lay on her, possessing her as she lovingly smiled up at him. His hard penis parted her tissues and filled her up. He wasn't going to come again any time soon, but he savored the moment of being a full man, a man whose hard penis could fill a young girl. He lost the erection a few minutes later, but treasured the memory. Ellen, at the top of her profession, earned $2,000 for the two hours of work, and he tipped her $1,000 from gratitude. She wasn't a Girl any more, but she enjoyed the money, she enjoyed her success at helping Frank get it up and get it off -- and she enjoyed the closeness and the touch for herself. Frank might end up castrated, but he had some hope if Ellen and some other girls could help him through. As men approached 60, the pain lessened, then disappeared. Most men made it into their old age retaining their testicles even as their sexual performance waned. ----------- Samantha was giggling. From above her she heard "Oh baby, you're so hot, such a good fuck, aaahhh, mmmmm, Yes!". "I'm so sorry, dear, you have to go through this... There, done!" "Unnnh, unnnh, unnh, unnh, unnnnh..." Silence, but eyes fixed on her in a meaningful gaze, then becoming dreamy and vague. She felt the full weight on her, hugging her back and squishing her, and just lots of heavy breathing near her ear. "Jesus forgives our sins, it's just for my health, I'm so sorry, Aaaaaahhh!" "Mmm, mmm, ... I'm almost there .... oooo, unnnh, almost there ... ooo, can you give me a squeeze? Thanks! Ahh, thanks", and a big sigh. "I'm fuckin' your cunt, fuckin' your cunt, keep those legs spread, that's it, ooooh, you cunt, you're mine, I'm takin' you, here it comes, cunt, unnnnh, unnnnh, AAAAAAAAHHHHH!". But there was only one person on top of her, her big sister Ellen. They were both in jeans, but Ellen's pelvis was against Samantha's and she was humping away in different rhythms for each one. Samantha was ten, and her time wasn't far off. Partly this was fun, and partly Ellen wanted to make the future as easy on her sister as possible. Girls often played in this way with each other, as the big girls shared their experiences in a humorous way. Because while the men were getting their own pleasure at the expense of the girls, they were also showing themselves at their most vulnerable. Men and especially boys learned to sign up with girls they did not know, lest they be teased about their own quirks. But despite all the humor, adjustments, money to be made, and pleasure, there was the primal act. Although later she had a career like Ellen's, Samantha started out in government service. She mostly took it from the rear in the dark, using a vibrator. One penis would fill her up and thrust wildly, then pull out as she felt the semen oozing out of her. Another would be there within seconds it seemed, this one huge, and she bit her lip as it rammed in deep, but fortunately he didn't take too long. This next one was sweet. He fondled her breasts and joked about marrying her. His normal-sized penis took regular gentle strokes. She switched the vibrator on, and as he sped up and moaned more, she cried out with her own orgasm, and he came seconds later. She had a low bed to rest her body against in doggy position, and she actually dozed off a few times. The penises kept coming and coming, coming and coming. ================================================================== I'm always eager for comments, whether good, bad or mixed. Comments to sterling27@live.com.