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From: rene@iesd.auc.dk (Rene Boe Soerensen)
Subject: Susan's Secret Life
Date: 8 Jun 1994 19:01:38 +0200

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						  -- Poet

			 Susan's Secret Life
				  by
			    S. Q. Johnson
			  (as told to Poet)
		      (c) Copyright, Poet, 1991
			      Chapter 1

	I've never thought about writing a chronicle of my life
before, but certain recent events have made me realize that I must
trying to look back at my life to date in order to understand myself.
I've lived, actually, two different lives simultaneously. In one
life, I've been a model student and, now, an attorney who is respected
both for her legal abilities and her sedate, upright existence. In
the other, I must admit, I've become a shameless slut, a sex addict,
fucking everyone I can. Until recently, I've been able to keep these
two lives separate. Even though high school, where I earned straight
A's and was the captain of the cheerleader squad, only a few people
knew about my secret life. But my world started unraveling in the
late 1980s when I took a job at a law firm in Phoenix.

	I was just out of law school at the fairly young age of 24. I
had graduated from college and law school with honors, so I was
interviewed by one of the top law firms in Phoenix. Riding the
elevator up to the top floor, I was nervous, worrying that my shyness
would overcome my sense of how could I was as a future lawyer, and so
I barely noticed when the handsome young man got on the elevator on
the third floor. But soon I became all to aware of him. We were
alone in the elevator but instead of giving me room, he stood directly
behind me. As we rode higher and higher, he came closer and closer
until he was pushed softly against me from behind. I was scared so I
stepped to the other side of the elevator and tried to give him a
scowl to show him I wasn't interested. I looked directly at him and
frowned, but he just broke into a wide, handsome grin and winked at
me. I felt that he could see right through me. Right into my secret
life, that is. He was younger, maybe eighteen or nineteen, and
extremely handsome. His knit shirt showed off his hard muscles, and I
started to go weak in the knees right then and there. I looked down
quickly to hide my embarrassment and beginning lust.

	"I can't think about that now. I can't think about that now,"
I kept telling myself as I felt a flush of lust rise in my chest and
my breath came in shallower sips. I could even feel myself getting
wet. That's my problem. I love sex and have a hard time not thinking
about it.

	The young man started come toward me again and I started
backing away until I ran into the wall of the elevator. Luckily for
me we had just reached the top floor and the doors opened. I looked
up. The young man looked me in the eyes and licked his lips then
turned and walked out.

	I was hot and flustered. How was I going to manage to get
through an interview in this state? I wanted to find a bathroom and
clean myself up. I wanted to be alone for a few minutes to get a grip
on my runaway emotions.

	I'm told I'm attractive. In fact most people describe me as a
beautiful blond with a body that attracts men like flies even though
my breasts are not overly large. But I am incredibly shy of my body
and rarely try to attract any attention. I dress in smart, tailored
business suits. Smart enough to instill confidence in my colleagues
and my clients, but sedate enough not to attract unwanted attention.
At the same time I am constantly thinking about sex and imagining what
it would be like to be fucked by almost every man I know. Even when
waiting for a plane or bus, I will mentally undress the men around me
and imagine what it would be like fucking them. I continually imagine
throwing caution to the wind and becoming a slut who fucks and sucks
without a second thought. My problem, of course, is that I not only
have second thoughts, but thirds and fourths. This was even after I
was introduced to wanton sex by Bob, my lover.

	Bob was the young man in the elevator. He is 21 years old and
works at our firm doing odd jobs, delivering papers, photocopying,
mail-boy, etc. He's strong and good looking. I think he must work
out to have such a build. His stomach is rock hard and his muscles
bulge, making me almost cream myself each time I see him. He is, by
the way, not at all hard to mentally undress since he wears such tight
shirts and jeans almost all the time. He is a brunette with flashing
green eyes. God! Just thinking about him makes me want to... But
enough of that.

	I constantly noticed Bob watching me during my first few weeks
at work. He would be walking through the office, or in the elevator,
or in the parking lot. It seemed that I was seeing him everywhere.
After about three weeks of working there we found ourselves alone in
the elevator again one morning.

	"God, you're beautiful," Bob said. "Just looking at you
makes my mouth water."

	I didn't know what to do. I almost passed out right there.
My head was spinning and I thought I was losing my balance.

	"My name's Bob. Bob Fletcher. What's yours?"

	"Ah. Sue. I mean, my name's Ms Johnson. I'm a lawyer." I
lowered my head and backed against the wall.

	Bob laughed hard and bright. "Well. A lawyer. Listen,
honey, I know what you need. You want it, you gotta ask for it. Stay
after work tonight an' let me know."

	Just then the elevator door open up and Phyllis Flat got on.
Phyllis and I were friend and even though we'd only known each other
about two weeks, she knew me well enough to know that something was
wrong.

	"Hey, Sue," she said. "What's a matter? You look all
flushed. You o.k.?"

	"Yeah, I'm o.k.," I managed to say, half whispering half
stuttering.

	As the clock approached five, I felt worse and worse. I sat
at my desk but no work was getting done. I couldn't think straight.
I knew I wasn't going to stay late. I'd just go straight out the door
at five. No problem. That would be that. I was trying to leave all
of my second life behind. New job. New city. No one has to know.
Please, God, help me from letting it all start up again. I love it,
God help me, but please....

	At five to five as I walked out of my office to the water
cooler, I saw him standing beside the elevator, leaning against the
wall and smiling at me. I knew I was a goner. I had to stay. Yet I
kept telling myself that I'd walk right past him and just go out, but
in my heart of hearts, I knew I'd stay.

	At five, Phyllis opened my door. "Hey, you coming? Can't
work your whole life."

	"Oh, sorry, Phyllis. You go on. I got a bit more on this
case. Don't want to have to take it home with me."

	Even then I told myself that I'd go. Just stay a few minutes.
If I ran into him, I thought, I'd tell him what's what. I'm not
interested in him or anything he's got. I rehearsed a dozen things I
was going to say and then promptly forgot them all immediately. I
couldn't think straight.

	Five after the hour there was a knock on my door, then the
handle turned and he walked in.

	"Well, sweet Sue. Bet we're going to have a sweet time." His
smile flashed as he softly closed the door.

	"No. I mean, I don't know what you... I mean, what do you...
Who do you think... What do..." I stammered, absolutely unable to
think straight.

	"You know exactly what I want. I want to turn you inside out.
Make you cum like the bunny you are. Give you something like you've
never had it. Ever. Make love to you so rich and full.... Well,
what do ya+, say? Do we do? Or do we don't?"

	I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. I lowered my head.
"Do," was all I said.

	Bob walked around to my side of the desk. He grabbed me
firmly by the shoulders and stood me up. His hands shot to my breasts
and roughly felt them suit coat and shirt. His fingers found my
braless nipples and they immediately hardened to his touch.

	"No, Bob! I can't. I mean. Jesus." I ground against him
despite myself, pushing my cunt against his jeans. I could feel a
damn burst inside me emotionally and, at the same time, I could feel
myself flow inside. Suddenly I realized what had happened. I was
pissing! In my confusion, I hadn't gone to the bathroom all afternoon
and now I was pissing myself! I was able to shut it off immediately,
but still the front of my skirt was wet.

	"Oh, baby, pissing yourself, huh? What a lawyer! Sign of a
real professional. Pinch their clit and they piss themselves. Well,
you better take off that skirt, bitch. Hell, look at my jeans. You
got me wet too. We're going ta see about this."

	But before he let me free, he pulled me roughly to him and
mashed his mouth against mine, grabbing my buns from behind and
squeezing them. I could feel his massive cock shoved against my cunt
and I squirmed against him, mashing my cunt and belly into his and
moving in hot, hard circles against him. God, I wanted it!

	"Yeah, you're going to get it too!" It was as if he had read
my mind. "But first you gotta say hello to my friend." Bob ripped
down his zipper and pulled out a beautiful, rigid cock. He grabbed my
hand and brought it to his dick. I couldn't help but give it a soft
squeeze. It was lovely. Hot and hard and I felt it had my name
written all over it. I moaned and squeezed some more.

	"Introduce yourself, babe. Personal like." He shoved me down
to my knees until I was looking directly at his big, beautiful cock.
"Come on, Sweet Sue, give it a lickity split. Pretend it's a banana."

	I was still holding it and softly stroking it when I stuck out
my tongue and tasted its tip. The precum oozed out onto my tongue and
then I let my tongue go further and caress the bottom of the fat,
swollen head. God, I loved it. Every inch. Every lick. I just had
to have it. All of it. Ashamed as I was, I cupped my lips about the
head and, still stroking with my hand, swirled my tongue around and
around, tasting the sweet baby flesh, hot and warm, then I'd suck in
and tickle the under head with my tongue. Finally I let him sink in
while grabbing his sweet buns. And I had to see more and I pumped up
and down on him so I opened his belt and, pulling momentarily away,
lowered his jeans and shorts and stared at his muscular legs as he
stepped out of his clothes. I continued sucking his beautiful cock,
feeling wicked and naked, fully dressed in my professional garb while
he stood there exposed.

I felt his ass tighten up and he began to spurt in me. Since I am
shy, I tried to pull back and away, but he grabbed my head and pulled
me down on him as he spurted into my mouth. I loved it! Nectar of
the gods. Hot, sweet sperm rolling around in my mouth and down my
throat. "Look out tummy," I wanted to say, but my mouth was full at
the time.

	"Goddamn! That was fine. Fine," Bob said as he pulled me to
my feet and shoved his still throbbing cock against the wet patch on
my skirt. "Now it's time to get outta these, bitch, " indicating my
skirt and blouse.

	"But I have to go to the bathroom," I said, embarrassed.

	"You going take a piss?"

	"I have to urinate," I said, blushing to even say it in front
of a man. "Please," I pleaded with my eyes.

	He seemed to relent, "Okay, honey, but make it quick. We
ain't done. Not by a LONG shot!"

	When I got back from the bathroom, Bob was start naked laying
on my couch and pulling on his still hard cock. He didn't seem in the
least embarrassed to be masturbating in front of me. I couldn't
believe it. The he stood up and walked over to me. "Take off your
clothes."

	I did as he asked. slowly pulling down my skirt and stepping
out of it, then taking off my coat and blouse. I felt SO NAKED
standing in front of him in only my bra and panties, garter belt and
stockings.

	"What are you waiting for?" He asked while running one hand
up and down my side and continuing to masturbate with the other.
Suddenly he pushed his fingers against my cunt outside my wet panties,
then stopped, pulled away from me, pulled down my panties, then slid
that wonderful dick into my already hot, wet cunt. We fucked our way
over to the couch and I fell back on it. God it felt great as he
stroked hard and long in and out while crushing my mouth with his. He
dug his hands into my tight buttocks then suddenly grabbed my bra and
pulled it down over my tits. While still fucking me, he bent his head
and sucked on one tit while mauling the other.

He pumped faster and faster, bringing me to a series of orgasms until
I was shaking in an uncontrollable frenzy of delight as he pumped a
hot load of cum into me.

	He lay still while I continued shaking and trying to pump
beneath him bringing myself to yet another orgasm.

	He pulled out, then began to rub his wet cock all over my
stomach and tits, pulling himself over me and rubbing up and down.
I've never felt more naked or more alive. Skin to skin. In spite of
my embarrassment, I couldn't keep my hands off of him.

	"Did I tell you true, or what? That was some fuck, huh?"

	Embarrassed, I looked down at his cock, still hard, laying on
my stomach, "Ah... Yes. I mean... I mean, yes. I mean I loved
it. I really did. God! I was great. I mean , yes. I liked it. I
like you. I mean, I ah, love..."

	"That's okay. I know what you mean," and he kissed me long
and tenderly. I melted right there. At that moment I knew I was his
to do with as he wished, and _I_ wished he would wish a lot. And he
did. Thank God.

	After work the following Monday, as I was preparing to leave
the office, Bob demanded a blow job. There was never any question of
doing what he said to do. I vividly remembered my orgasm, the total
release and satisfaction, and wanted more.

	He pulled me into an empty office and pulled down his fly.

	"Go fishin', bitch," he demanded. I set down my purse and
started to take off my hat and suit jacket.

	"Leave the hat on! But take of that jacket, open your blouse
and pull out your tits."

	I did as he asked, though I had to unsnap my bra first. He
pulled me to him and fingered both tits roughly.

"Oh, yeah, Baby. You're something. Nice tits, bitch."

Then he pushed me down and again demanded, "Pull it out and blow me,
Cunt."

	I reached in but had a hard time pulling his dick out because
it was so hard and in at an awkward position.

	"Fuck!" he said and pulled it out for me. I couldn't believe
how great it looked. I opened my lip and softly sucked the red head
into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the bottom.

	"Do it, bitch!" and he grabbed my hair from the back of my
head and shove himself into me until he ran into the back of my
throat. I was gagging and coughing and crying, but he continued to
ram into me, occasionally pulling out and rubbing his dick all over my
face, spreading pre-cum and spit across my cheeks and ruining my make
up.

	 When I finally felt him about to cum, I sucked harder and
harder, pulling his dick with my hand and sliding my other around him
to cup his ass. God, I was hot! And I wanted to drink him down. But
he pulled out at the last minute and squirted all over my face. I
continued to milk him until he stopped and licked and sucked him till
he was clean. I collapsed on the floor as he zipped up and walked
out.

	On Friday afternoon, Bob gave me his address and told me to be
there by noon on Saturday. I went, of course. I was his, and he
knew it. We fucked all day and into the night.

	I was dressing to leave, standing on wobbly legs, hugging Bob
around the neck, when he patted my buns and said, "Same time, next
Saturday,

slut."

	"Why do you have to talk so mean to me?" I asked.

	"Sometimes mean an' sometimes not. You got an objection?"

	"No, honey, I'll be here. I love you. I'll do whatever you
want," and I held him pushing against his hardness. I couldn't get
enough.

	"See you in the office after work on Monday, slut."

	"I'll be waiting, Bob."

	On the second Saturday, Bob wasn't alone when I arrived.

	"This is my friend, Tom," smiled Bob.

	Tom was a bit older than Bob, about 21, I thought. He was
5'10", had thinning hair, and had a small paunch. But you could tell
he had a lot of upper body strength. He was probably a football
player in high school, I thought, maybe a lineman. He was wearing a
blue striped tea shirt and cutoffs. His legs was hairy and muscular.

	I said hello to Tom and the three of us talked for a while. I
couldn't wait for him to leave, so Bob and I could get on with the
fucking! I get hot just being close to Bob.

	Bob patted me on the knee and smiled again, saying, "I told
Tom you would play strip poker with us."

	I couldn't believe what I'd heard.

	"I... I can't do that, Bob." I couldn't understand why Bob
would say that, and wondered how far he was going to push me.

	"Well, Babe, then I guess you better get your coat and get the
fuck out of here. No more fun times with me."

	I knew Bob was serious. I'm embarrassed to admit I thought
about it for only a few seconds. I was not prepared to give up Bob's
pleasures so easily.

	"Okay, Bob, I'll do as you ask."

	With a huge grin, Bob walked over to the kitchen table and sat
down. A deck of card was sitting on the middle of the table. Tom
walked over and took a seat then licked his lips and looked at me. I
lowered my head and walked over.

	Tom lost the first hand and, instead to taking off his shirt
or shoes and socks, he stood up and proudly unzipped his cutoffs. He
wasn't wearing any underwear! I was shocked and excited at the same
time. His hard dick jumped out and he slid down the cutoffs and sat
back down.

"You like that?" Bob asked.

I lowered my head and nodded, then quickly shook my head "no." I
could feel myself getting very wet beneath the sheer black panties I
had worn for Bob's benefit.

I lost the next two hands and took off my heels and stockings. At
first, I tried to take off only one stocking, leaving my other
attached to the garter belt around my waist.

	"Hell, it wouldn't be fair to Tom! Both stockings, bitch!"

	I turned in my chair away from Tom, lifted my skirt above my
stockings and, one at a time unsnapped the garters and rolled down the
stockings. Tom and stood up and came silently around to watch me
before I noticed. In fact the first thing I saw was the bob bing
white dick in front of him. I turned red, but finished what I had
begun.

	"God!" Tom exclaimed, "Would you look at those legs!"

	I turned back, tucking my legs under the table. Even though
Tom was far more exposed than I was, I felt as though I was stark
naked in front of a stranger.

	Tom took another step toward me and put a hand on my knee.
Then he knelt down beside me and ran his hand up and down my calf,
moaning and cupping the calf in one hand and his dick in the other. I
thought he was going to jack off right there. I looked at Bob for
help, but he just sat where he was, grinning and shuffling the card.
Then he started dealing again.

	Tom stood up and walked back to his seat, his boner bouncing
before him. "Wow," he said under his breath, looked at Bob and
laughed. Bob laughed back and continued dealing the cards.

	I picked mine up, in part to cover my embarrassment. I had a
good hand. Two pair and an ace. I discarded the ace and ended up
with a full house.

Bob lost the hand and, like Tom, he took off his jeans. Like Tom, he
wasn't wearing any underwear and his dick popped out, hard and ready.
I couldn't restrain myself. I could only stare. It was longer than
Tom's and looked delicious. Tom had been watching me and laughed.

	"You're are ready, aren't you?" Tom asked. I was too
embarrassed to answer and looked down again at my cards, even though
the hand was long over.

	Bob stepped out of his jeans and walked around to my side of
the table. I watched his cock bouncing before him out of the corner
of my eye.

	"Say hello to your friend," he demanded when he finally stood
before me.

	I looked more directly at his cock, still terribly embarrassed
to be doing this in front of his friend. "Hello," I weakly muttered.

	"No, bitch!" he grabbed my hair and shoved his hard dick in my
face, "Say hello like you meant it."

	I said hello louder and, as he pulled my head toward him,
kissed the red head of his dick. I could sense the cum in it welling
up and could see a clear drop gather on the head. I kissed it again,
even after he had let go of my head, lightly licking off the clear
drop, then dropped my head, embarrassed.

	Bob laughed, walked back to his seat and dealt another hand.
This time I was dealt trash. I discarded three cards, but only
managed to end up with two fives. I was worried. Next, would come my
white blouse. Then Tom would see me in my bra. And besides that, I
only had a skirt, black panties and matching garter belt. But the men
only had shoes and shirts. Neither was wearing socks.

	Tom had three of a kind and Bob had two pair.

	I didn't set down my cards but froze looking down onto the
table. I was on the verge of tears, but at the same time I was
terribly horny.

	"What you got, bitch?" said Bob with a wide grin. He knew I
had lost the hand.

	For a minute, I regretted everything. My long years of
teasing cocks, my affair with Bob, my entire double life. Everything.
I laid down my cards and slowly started to unbutton my blouse from the
top down. When I got near the waist, I had to push back my chair and
pull out the bottom of the blouse to continue. This exposed a portion
of my bra for the first time.

	When Tom saw the black lace peak out from beneath my white
blouse, he gave a low whistle.

	I finished unbuttoning my blouse and looked up at Bob
pleadingly, although I already know it wouldn't do any good.

	"Alley-oop," Bob said.

	Looking down, I pulled up front of my blouse, aware that in so
doing my tits strained against the bra as they pulled up and out. The
I slid my blouse off of my arms and let it drop to the floor on one
side. I pulled my arms in close to my body, attempting to hide what I
had just exposed.

	"No, no, Bitch. Sit up right!" Bob warned.

	I straightened slightly, exposing more of my lace cupped tits.
The nipples stood out straight revealing my excitement to both men and
further embarrassing me. I only looked down at the table and
continued doing so even as Bob lost the next hand and, standing up,
stretch to take off his knit shirt. He was now naked except for his
shoes, but I didn't dare look at him.

Mercifully, Tom lost the next hand and, like Bob, removed his shirt.
When his eyes were covered with the shirt I looked at him. At his
beautiful white skin, his broad chest, and his hard white dick that
seemed to be mocking me. I could not suppress a soft moan that
escaped from my lips.

Realizing I had been caught, I looked again down at the table as both
men laughed.

The next hand was a disaster! I was dealt trash, discarded trash, and
ended up with trash. I was horrified. Both men laid down their
hands, both of which beat mine.

	Now I must decide: skirt, bra, or garter. I was petrified! I
couldn't seem to move. If I took off the bra, Tom would see my
beautiful tits. I would be complete naked above the waist. If I
removed my skirt, I'd have to stand up, revealing more of my tits
beneath the bra, and to take it down. And then all I had on beneath
it were panties and garter belt. The panties were sheer. You could
see my pussy hair beneath them, but not the lips. If I took off the
belt, I'd have to turn around, hike up my skirt all the way, revealing
my panties, unsnap the belt, and pull it out.

	I decided to go for the belt. I turned toward Bob's side of
the table, lifted my butt slightly off the chair while raising my
skirt. Bob watched with a big smile on his face, but when he saw my
hands go for the snap of the garter belt, he said, "No way, bitch.
That doesn't count. You're going to leave that on until we tell you
differently."

By that time Tom had stepped back against the table, naked except for
his shoes. He saw my panties and smiled as he placed a hand on my
upper thigh. I was startled and gave an involuntary jump.

"Relax, honey," Tom said lowly, "I'm just checking things out." And
he let his hand roam up almost to the bottom of my panties. Despite
myself I spread my legs further apart as he came closer to my pussy,
but he just laughed and stood up.

	"I told you she was a hot bitch, didn't I Tom?" Bob said to
his friend.

	"Now," he asked, " what's it going to be?"

	That broke my trance. I quickly pulled my skirt back down,
turned back toward the table, and unhooked my front-snapped bra with
trembling hands. Shaking with fear and lust, I pulled the straps
backward off my shoulders fully exposing my smooth white tits capped
with pink, hard nipples.

	"All right!" Tom said appreciatively and licked his lips.

	Again, I foolishly tried to cover up as much as possible by
hunching forward and drawing my arms around in front of me, but Bob
would have none of it.

	"For Christ's sake, he's already seen them. Sit the fuck up
right."

	I did, knowing I was blushing terribly. My tits stood out
from my body over the table, and both men stared.

	Tom lost the next hand, stood up in my full view, kicked off
his shoes. I didn't look. I felt he was taunting me, and I wasn't
going to let him see my interest if I could help it although I burned
inside to look. I could only see his beautiful cock bouncing around
out of the corner of my eye.

	The next hand was the worst I had all night. All low cards,
no pairs. Discarding three, I managed to pick up a pair of fives.
But Tom had a full house and Bob had a pair of eights. (I didn't even
know why Tom kept playing? What was going to happen to him if he
lost, I wondered.)

	I had no choice. I had to take off by skirt. Thinking back
on it, I guess I could have removed my pants beneath the skirt, trying
not to expose myself in so doing, but I didn't think of that then.

	Looking down, I pushed my chair back and stood up. My hands,
shaking, fumbled at the buttons on the right side, and when I'd
released them I was shaking too hard to catch the skirt. It fell at
my feet. I was ready to cry out of frustration, fear, lust, and
several other emotions I cannot describe. So I just stood there,
slightly slumped over, not knowing what to do.

	Suddenly I felt Tom's hand on my upper arm. He rubbed it up
and down softly, almost tenderly except for a squeeze now and then.

	Here I was, almost naked, in a pair of sheer black lace
panties which barely covered my pussy and which allowed the bottom
cheeks of my ass to stick out and a black garter belt, standing in
front of two naked men, neither of whom was my husband. I wanted out,
but at the same time I was drawn deeper in. I even momentarily had an
urge to finger myself from outside my panties, but I restrained
myself.

	I sat back down. Through all my shame, I still wondered what
Bob would have Tom do if he lost the next hand. But Bob lost the next
hand instead and remove his shoes.

	I knew it was going to happen eventually and it did. I lost
another hand. I looked at Bob pleadingly. But I could tell from the
look in his eyes that nothing was going to get me out of this one.

	"Come here," Bob said as he stood up and walked over to the
middle of the living room.

	"Bob.. ," I said, pleading with my eyes.

	"Come here, I said."

	So I stood up and walked slowly over to him, aware that my
firm tits slightly bounced with every step. I didn't dare look at Tom
so I was surprised when I felt him at my side, again rubbing my arm.
I glanced over, nervously and saw his hard dick sticking out. God I
was horny! And scared.

	"Now take them off," Bob said. "Slowly."

	I put both hands on the sideband of my black panties and
slowly slid them down my hips. I could hear Tom moaning as my blond
pussy hair slowly came into sight.

	When I had gotten them midway down my thighs and had just
started to bend over to pull them all the way off, Tom said "Stop."

	I looked up at Bob and Bob nodded. Tom dropped to his knees
in front of me and, shoving his face into my tummy, grabbed the cheeks
of my ass and softly caressed them. While he rubbed his cheeks then
his lips then his cheeks across my belly, he moaned and let his hands
fall down the back of my legs, caressing the back of my thighs then my
soft calves then the back of my thighs, all the while careful not to
pull my panties any further down.

	Finally his head went lower and he kissed my lower belly, just
above where my pussy fur began while kneading my ass cheeks harder and
harder. He shoved his chin down on my pussy. Despite myself, I
pushed back against him and a soft moan of yearning escaped my lips.
He just kept rubbing my ass, thighs and calves, turned his face and
rubbed his cheek up and down against my lower tummy and pussy.

	Just as abruptly as he began, he stopped, stood up, and held
me by the shoulders at arms length, looking at my body up and down.

	"I told you she had a great bod, didn't I?" Bob asked.

	"You sure the fuck weren't lying, buddy," Tom said as he
looked me up and down. I tried to look away, then down, but when I
looked down all I could see was Tom's beautiful dick pointed at my
belly button. "Great tits," and with this Tom let go of my shoulders
and cupped both tits in his hand, "great ass" he knelt and cupped my
ass, "firm belly" he stroked my tummy softly, "and fantastic cunt" as
both of his hand played outside of my cunt.

	I was almost choking with lust and humiliation. Tom hugged me
poking his cock into my belly and rubbed it around. I couldn't seem
to catch my breath. Then he stood back. "Ok, you can take your
panties all the way off."

	I bent over, feeling Bob's cock poke one cheek of my ass, and
pulled my panties down until they fell off. Then stepped out of them
and stood still. Here I was, naked except for a garter belt standing
in front of two, horny, naked men. I started shaking.

	"Time for the next hand," Bob announced and walked over to the
table. Tom followed. I could not move. I was trembling with shame
and excitement. Afraid of was was going to happen next and dying for
it at the same time. I felt cold and empty and was actually shaking.

	"Come on, honey; it gets better," Bob said.

	I walked over to the table and sat down, slightly surprised by
the cold metal of the chair. I didn't know what was going to happen
to the next person who lost a hand, but I should have guessed.

	I could barely play my cards since I was so scared, but I
managed to get three sixes. Tom only had a pair of tens. Bob had two
pair.

	"O.K.," bitch, it's your choice.

	"What... what do you mean?" I stammered.

	"You've got the high hand and Tom's low. You can make him do
anything you want."

	"What?" I asked.

	"Well, you can't injure him, but you can make him do anything
you want. Only not to me, you know. I'm not into that stuff."

	"I don't want him to do anything," I said, which was not
really true. Maybe I could have said I wanted him to leave so I could
fuck Bob, but that would have been even more untrue.

	"You want him to eat you? Fuck you? Jack off in front of
you? What?"

	"Ah, no. I mean no. Yes." I stammered like a fool. "Maybe
jack off, o.k.?"

	"Hell, if that's what you want, sure baby, " Tom said, "I'll
jack off. But you gotta give me some inspiration. Sit up on the
table with your legs apart.

	I looked at Bob, but he only nodded. "Give him something good
to see, baby. Let him see your sweet snatch."

	"But I thought I could have _him_ do anything for ME."

	"Oh, shut up and get up on the table."

	As Tom got up holding his cock in his hand, I stood and
climbed up onto the table and slightly spread my legs.
	"Wider." Said Bob. "Wider."

	I opened them as wide as I could and still keep my balance.

	Tom stood in front of me grinning and stroking himself.
"Here, spit in my hand, baby," he said holding his right hand out to
me. But I couldn't spit. My mouth was totally dry. All I could do
was watch him stroke himself and gulp. Tom looked directly at my
pussy and moaned while pulling up and down on his beautiful cock.

	After a few minutes, Tom abruptly stopped. "Wanta save this
for later," he said.

"Next hand" announced Bob.

This time I lost and Tom won.

"This is it, baby. Now you get fucked!" Sen said as he laid down on
the carpet. "Put it here," he said pointing to his cock. "You put it
in!"

I hesitated, but Bob said "Put out or get out. And you won't be
coming back!"

So I walked over to Tom, put my feet on either side of his hips, thus
exposing my pussy lips to his hungry gaze, and slowly lowered myself.
I reached between my legs and grabbed his hard cock. God it felt
good. But I was still trembling. I couldn't seem to stop. And my
eyes filled with water. Probably fear, lust and sham, all wrapped up
together. I could feel that hard cock in my hand. I could feel it
pulsing with need. Chickening out, I pushed up cunt down onto his
stomach, letting go of his cock, but then reaching it from behind and
shameless pumping on it as I squirmed, pushing my pussy all over his
belly and chest. I was so horny that I made whimpering noises with as
I scooted over his naked belly. He grabbed my tits and pressed them
together then let his hand slide down to my hips and pulled me to his
mouth, sticking his tongue far inside me with one quick thrust and
swirling it around inside, then shoving me back down toward his cock.

	Then I knew I had to have it. I raised myself, grabbed the
base of his dick, and slowly lowered myself. But again my shyness
overcame my lust momentarily and I chickened out. I pushed down,
rubbing the length of his cock against my pussy lips, up and down, up
and down, teasing both of us almost to distraction. Tom was rubbing
my thighs and grabbing and rubbing my soft tits.

	Finally I couldn't take it any more. I raised back up and
lowered myself right over his cock. As I felt the tip of his dick
touch my opening, I whimpered and began shaking with lust. I moaned
loudly and the cock head push against the tight, wet opening, then
even louder as it crossed the threshold. Slowly I lowered myself
further and further, taking in all of his hot length.

	Tom's hands grabbed my hips and I sunk down on his cock and he
began thrusting up until I was stabbed to the very depth. Now I
couldn't stop myself. I pulled up and pushed down, feeling that cock,
beautiful cock slide out and in, out and in. Tom grabbed at my tits
and ass, thrusting up and down in time with me. He managed to pull me
down on him and sucked on my tits.

	"Oh, honey. Look at these tits. So fucking good. Smooth
juicy tits. And your fucking ass. I'm going to fuck you in your
beautiful ass. Look at these pink nipples. Like they ain't never
been kissed." And he sucked and pulled as I rode up and down and up
and down, grabbing his head, his hair, running my hands up and down
his sides, my trembling now turned into uncontrollable shaking with
hot lust. Never feeling so ashamed and fulfilled at the same time
until he grabbed me around my lower back and drilled harder and harder
into me and finally let loosed a hard, hot stream of cum. I could
feel its hot wash deep inside.

	And we lay there, together, shaking with lust and exhaustion.
calming down, then shaking some more, then calming. I rolled my hips
around trying to feel more and more of him.

	Then lay still.

	I had lost all sense of where I was and what I was doing,
until I heard Bob applauding behind me.

	"Fuckin' great. That was great." Then, "time for another
hand."

	I was almost too weak to walk but managed to pull myself up
and stagger over to the table. Tom was also weak. I looked down but
gave him a shy smile as he sat.

	"While you two were balling your brains out, I called George,"
Bob said. "Thought we'd make things more interesting."

	Oh, no! I thought. I can't handle it anymore! This is too
much!

			      Chapter 2

	I know I must sound inexperienced but I'm not. In fact, that
day was not even the first time I'd played strip poker. The first
time was when I was twelve. My parents had taken Billy, my ten-year
old brother, and I to visit my aunt and uncle and cousins in Maine
that summer. It looked like it as going to be a boring visit. The
only exciting thing, for me, was my fifteen-year old cousin, Bert, who
I immediately developed a crush on. He was dark and good looking, as
the story goes, and I was just beginning to feel the sexual urges
within me, but I was too shy to let him know how I felt. He would
probably laugh at me anyway, I remember thinking.

	One afternoon at their house, I was bored and walked around in
the woods behind the subdivision daydreaming about Bert. I was not
certain of my sexuality, but knew I wanted to see him naked. I
thought about his lips kissing my budding breasts, licking my pink
nipples maybe, and his fingers in my crack. Occasionally, I would let
my hand slip down the front of my skimpy white shorts and finger
myself. Sometimes, I would sneak the other hand up under my yellow
tank top and squeeze my tiny tits. But I was very worried about being
seen and so wouldn't feel myself for long. I was super hot, though,
cause I didn't dare finger myself in bed at night since I had to share
a bed with Sarah, my twelve-year old cousin.

	The only time I'd masturbated since arriving, was once in the
bathtub, and that was a mistake since right after I came, thinking
about Bert, who should accidently barge in but Bert himself? I had
forgotten to lock the door! Fortunately, I was taking a bubble bath
so the most he could have seen was one of my small, pink breasts. He
smiled quickly, looked straight at me, and excused himself and backed
out. I couldn't look at him for several days after, although I could
almost feel him looking at me every time we were near one another.
Occasionally, I would glance up and see him wink at me. I was very
shy and would look down immediately.

	So that afternoon I was very hot and fingered myself more than
I normally would have under similar circumstances.

	Suddenly I heard a bunch of boys' voices. I recognized one of
the voices to be that of Billy, my brother. I crept through the pines
until I came to a small clearing. There was Sammy, my younger cousin
who played with Billy, taking a piss. I could see his little dick,
and I gulped. It was small but hard and he fondled it while he was
pissing. Soon, he finished, zipped up, and walked down a small trail
toward the rest of the voices.

	I followed. Suddenly I came to the edge of a larger clearing
and stepped off the trail. I could hear the boys' voices coming from
this area. Carefully, I crept through the foliage until I could see
into the clearing but was sure the boys couldn't see me.

	There was Billy and Sammy and about four other boys. I could
hear them clearly. They were talking about the magazines they were
looking at.

	"Wow! Look at them boobies. I'd love to fuck them," said one
of the kinds.

	"But look at her cunt," said my brother, Billy. "Jesus!"

	One of the boys unzipped. I thought he was going to piss right
there. But he didn't. He just fondled his little hard dick while
looking at the pictures in the magazines. The other boys looked at
him and laughed a bit, but then another pulled out his little dick and
did the same. Then my brother pulled out his. They were soon all
jacking off to the pictures.

	"God, I wish we had a girl right here to fuck," my cousin
said.

	I couldn't believe my eyes. Six preteen boys trying to
masturbate had gotten me very hot. My hand slipped back into my
shorts, and I began to finger my tight little blond pussy. My other
hand reached under my tank top and squeezed my right breast. This
time I was going to go all the way. I was too horny to stop!

	But in my excitement, I tumbled over in the bushes.

	"Jesus!" One of the boys said.

	I looked up and thought they were all going to run away. But
one zipped up quickly and ran to where I was. I'd managed to
straighten up and pull my tank top down, but there was a wet patch on
the front of my white shorts and a strand of my hair was stuck in a
branch or a bush.

	"Hey, you guys. Come here. Quick!" yelled the one boy who'd
come up on me.

	 I tried to turn and run, but my hair was stuck and the boy
grabbed one of my ankles from behind in a classic tackle. I fell on
my face onto a soft carpet of needles. I was free from the branch and
knew I could power past the kid, but by the time I'd pulled one foot
free, another kid was there and grabbed it. Soon all the boys were
there and they all grabbed me and shoved me down as I struggled and
squirmed beneath them.

	I could hear my brother say, "Jesus! It's Suzi. My sister.
Hold her down, guys. She'll tell on us."

	By now I was crying and trembling with fright, embarrassment
and frustration. I was also very horny. A number of the boys had
grabbed at my ass while we struggled and one had got his fingers
around my tit and squeezed a bit. I soon gave up struggling. I
thought it was time to try another ploy.

	"I won't tell," I said through my sobs. "Just let me go.
Please?" I pleaded.

	"No, man, don't let her up."

	I could feel the little hand try to grab my tit again, so I
shoved my self down harder against the ground.

	"Come on, guys. Let's get her up. But hold on to her. Don't
let her run. I gotta idea," said Sammy. The boys pulled me to my
feet. I didn't resist. I was too tired and humiliated. Now, I knew
they could all see the wet spot on my shorts. But they didn't look.
They were too busy making sure I couldn't get away. Two kids held
both arms and one grabbed me tightly around the waist from behind.
They were smaller that I was, but I knew I couldn't struggle against
their numbers. It would be futile.

	They walked me into the clearing. The boy who wasn't holding
me, grabbed the front of my shorts and pulled, leading the way. I
could feel the back of his fingers against my stomach when he would
stop for a moment.

	"Let's tie her up to the tree."

	"O.k."

	"Go get that rope, guys."

	"Yeah, tie her up."

	Soon I was tied to a small birch on the side of the clearing.
The sun was still high enough to come over the edge of the trees and
warm my body. "I hope it dries my shorts before they see," I thought.

	"Billy, let me go. Please. I won't tell," I cried. "Let me
go!"

	"Fuck her, Billy," Sammy said. "We got her and we're going to
keep her. She can scream as loud as she wants, no body can hear.
She's ours for the afternoon, buddy."

	"O.k," Bill said.

	I knew Billy wouldn't protest. He often teased me and grabbed
at me. I knew he had sexual urges for me. And I'd catch him trying
to look up my skirt sometimes or "accidently" feel my leg when he
dropped something at the dinner table.

	"Come on, guys, let me go. Please."

	"O.k., we'll let you go. If you'll show us your boobies,"
said the little boy who had been pissing earlier.

	I was scared and shy. "No. No. Just let me go." But I was
also turned on. A lot!

	"Hell, guys. We don't need her permission. Just pull up her
shirt," Sammy said. Obviously he was the leader.

	He grabbed the bottom of my tank top and slowly pulled it up.
I pushed back against the tree keeping the shirt from riding higher
than my upper tummy. Two of the others, however, caught on and pushed
me away from the tree. Sammy soon had my tank top gathered under my
armpits. He held it there staring at my small, pink breasts. "Wow!"
he said. "They're not like in Penthouse, but they sure are nice."
"Yeah," said another kid as he reach out to touch one. His little
fingers massaged the whole surface, but I struggled and the top fell
partially down.

	Sammy pulled it back up, rolled it and tied it with a piece of
string so it would stay up. As he tied it up, he pressed his hard
little body against mine and looked right in my face. It wasn't until
that moment that I realized how much like Bert he looked.

	Two of the other had pulled their little dicks out and were
stroking them with one hand while tentatively feeling me up, my tits,
my stomach, with the other. One kid ran his hand over the front of my
shorts and another over my buns. Sammy unzipped and unbuckled his
pants and let them fall to his feet. He had the biggest cock, but it
was still small. I couldn't take my eyes off of it at first, then
looked down when I saw him looking directly in my eyes and wink. He
looked just like a miniature Bert!

	A couple of the boys started softly rubbing their cocks
against my legs.

	"Stop that, you guys! I'll tell." I was screaming and
crying, but to tell the truth I was extremely horny by this time.
Seeing those little hard dicks and feeling them against my legs, had
really turned me on. I could feel myself push against them, their
smooth, little hard cocks on my naked legs! And my ass started slowly
pumping out away from the tree. Before I knew it, my crying had
stopped and a soft moaning had begun.

	"Jesus! She's hot, guys," Billy said. "Let's strip her
naked!" With this, I half came to my senses. "No! Please." But I
could feel myself get wetter and wetter and pump a bit further with my
butt away from the tree.

	Bill unsnapped my shorts, hooked his thumbs in the sides, and
began to pull them slowly down. I kept telling him to stop, but
feeling those little cocks against my smooth naked legs, I sure didn't
mean it. I was theirs, and I think they knew it for sure. The kids
pumping my legs stopped for a minute while my shorts were pulled down
my long legs and I stepped out of them, still thrusting against the
air. Then they were back on me, one was big enough to pump my upper
thigh and would occasionally get his cockhead as high as my white
panties. Meanwhile the others were feeling me all over. I even felt
one boy open my hand which was tied behind the tree and place his
little dick in it. I squeezed tenderly and pumped it as much as I
could.

	My eyes were closed most of the time and I was moaning and
really loving the smooth needing feel of little hard cocks pressed all
over me from the upper thighs down. A couple kids had been feeling my
tits and a couple fondled my pussy from outside my panties. I was
delirious. Then I felt someone pulling down my panties and gasped. I
open my eyes just in time to see my panties come down and my wet
little teenage cunt be exposed for all to see.

	Suddenly they all stopped and stood back, surveying my
twelve-year old body. There I was, entirely exposed in the warm light
of day, my panties around my knees, standing in front of six ten-year
olds. Most were almost entirely naked by this time and all of their
little dicks stood up like toy soldiers at attention. A couple of
them fondled themselves as they looked at me.

	"Gosh."

	"Gee."

	"Cunt!"

	The boys were quiet. I thought they might be scared. I knew
I was, but I also knew I was still very horny. Apparently they were
too because they all came back and began to push against me once more,
only this time a couple ran their fingers through the hair on my pussy
and Sammy even let a finger begin to slip in. I pushed out and
against him and felt the finger enter me from in front while I felt
two little dicks push against my upper thigh in the rear and hands
caressed my tight, little buns. One kid even tried to stick his
finger in my asshole, but I pulled further away and he gave up.

	I have never been so turned on in my life, and the boys knew
it.

	One was sucking on my tits and fingering me while the other
crushed their little cocks against my legs and lower buttocks and felt
me all over. Little hands caressed my tits and buns, hands were on my
smooth tan calves, and trailing over my tummy. I was thrusting
against all of these sensations, especially against the finger in my
cunt. Then I felt one the of boys kissing my tummy and going lower
and lower with his tongue. I pushed and squirmed against him, but he
didn't know enough to stick his tongue in me. He just kissed my pussy
above where the other kid fingered me.

	"Jesus! This is great!"

	"Let's get her down," said Sammy -- then I realized that it
was he who had the finger in my cunt pushing back and forth as I
squirmed and pumped against him. He knew I wouldn't run by now.
"Untie her."

	One of the kids fumbled with the rope while I kept stroking
his little hard cock. It took him a long time. I looked at the boys
and their hard little dicks. They were all naked by now and rubbing
their little chests and hairless legs and dicks all over me. I
watched through heavily lidded eyes. Everything looked as though in a
glaze of need. I wanted to suck some of those dicks and was praying
some of the boys would make me, since I knew I'd be too shy to
initiate the action. Soon I was free. I pretended to try to escape,
mostly for form and to feel their little bodies all over me stopping
me. I squirmed and thrashed softly in their arms. I could feel hands
all over me, poking my asshole and buttocks, all over my cunt. Sammy
had kept his finger in me and I pushed my pussy bone against his chest
as his finger squirmed like a tight worm inside. Mouths were kissing
and sucking my tits and butt, boys were humping my calves and mouthing
my thighs. I was in heaven! And so were they.

	Soon they had me on the soft grass. We kept squirming and
thrashing, kissing and fondling, only now I was kissing and fondling
back. I grabbed little asses and pulled the boys on me. We wrestled
and turned. I kissed one on the mouth and stuck my tongue in. He
rose up and started pushing his little dick all over my face. Here
was my chance, I thought, and I sucked him in. I could hear him groan
as he turned on his side and tried to fuck my mouth.

	Then I felt a little hard dick between my legs, and opened
them wider. I was able to see that it was Sammy between my legs. He
had some trouble but was finally able to shove himself in and grab my
waist. It's a good thing he grabbed cause I was starting to climax.
All those little hands and mouths and dicks, poking and pushing and
caressing and kissing and mouthing every part of my body had brought
me to the edge. When I felt a little dick shoved between my buttocks,
I knew I couldn't stand it any longer and began thrashing even harder
as I came, squirming against Sammy's dick. I could feel his little
ejaculation in me as the boy in my mouth also came. Sammy rolled off
and pumped on his dick some more as Billy took his place.

	"Oh, no, " I thought, "My own brother!" But he felt so good I
fucked him until he shot off.

	"Hello! What have we here?" came a deep voice from the edge
of the clearing. It was Bert!

	"What the fuck are you guys doing?"

	"Nothing, Bert. Honest," Sammy said.

	They were all up and scrambling toward their clothes. I
curled into a tight ball.

	"Relax, boys," Bert said. "There's no problem. You're just
getting your first pussy, right?"

	"That's right, Bert," Sammy said as he stopped and turned back
around.

	"That's o.k., guys. Just so happens here's where I got my
first piece of ass too. Me and Pete Boggs brought Mary Alice out here
when I was thirteen. Great day. You guys are just starting early,
that's all."

	By then all the rest of the boys had come back and sat around
my naked body curled on the grass.

	"Who's the chick?" Bert asked. Evidently he hadn't seen my
face. "Why it's Suzi! Little cousin Suzi! Suzi Q! And have I got
somethin' for you!"

	He walked over, sat down crosslegged by my face, and lit up a
cigarette. "You're some hot bitch! I can tell."

	I closed my eyes and tried to disappear. I pulled my knees
further up to my chest and lay in a fetal position on the grass,
feeling the warm sun on my back. Soon I could feel Bert's hand,
larger that all the others, on my back, rubbing up and down as though
he was soothing me.

	"Yeah, you're really something. So fucking soft. Blond
hair," as he raised a strand of my hair. By now his knee was directly
in front of my face. "You want a real man to take care of you, Suzi?"

	I shook my head no. I was scared and terribly embarrassed.
I'd begun trembling uncontrollably.

	His hand went lower and lower down my back until it rested on
my buttocks.

	"Well, you won't mind if I just show the guys how to treat a
woman, will you?"

	I was confused and shook my head no again. Which is not what
I wanted to do. I wanted to say I did mind, but that wasn't really
the truth. So I guess my body involuntarily told the truth when my
mind tried to lie.

	"Good," and Bert's hand slipped down between my buttocks,
moved softly over my asshole and started lightly stroking my pussy.
"Such a pretty blond puss! Oh, you're going to like me, baby! I got
a hot hard one for you. Come on, guys, help me turn her over."

	And I could feel all those little hands on me again, with one
set of larger hands, pulling me out of my fetal position. Again I
squirmed and got hotter and hotter as I struggled. But this time I
struggled to really get free. I didn't want to let Bert see me
completely naked. I was getting hotter and hotter as the boys' naked
bodies rubbed against mine and a couple little dicks got hard again.
I could also feel the large hands on me, holding my waist while the
boys were opening me up like a flower in the sunshine. I tried to
move from side to side but the boys held my legs and arms apart.

	One boy took off one of my sneakers and, as he held my foot,
he sat rubbing his little hard dick against the insole. It tickled
and I laughed though my fear and excitement. "Yeah, you're gonna like
it, ain't you?" said Bert. Despite myself, I nodded and opened my
eyes slightly, enough to see him stand up and start taking off his
shirt. The sun was in my eyes but I watched as best as I could as he
took off his clothes. I did get a good view as he pulled down his
jeans and jockey shorts and his hard cock bobbed out. God it was big.
So much bigger than the boys' dicks.

	"Now just hold her still, guys. Watch this." He knelt
between my legs but instead of putting his dick right in me he lay
with his upper body on my legs and his head on my tummy like on a
pillow. I could feel his dick on my lower calf and could feel his
rubbing it up and down against my soft flesh. I was lost again,
prisoner to my lust, and I thrust my pussy up against his chest,
squirming and pushing my pussy bone around and around against him.
"Now here's how to eat out a chick," Bert said to his students. The
boys had let go of me, realizing I wasn't going anywhere, and were
watching him closely. He bent his head down further on my body and
softly, slowly began licking up and down my crack. I tried to push
against him so his tongue would go in, but he would just pull back
slightly. This was his demonstration, and I knew it. He lay licking
me and caressing my buttocks, pulling them apart, then my tummy, then
my tits, then bring one hand down to where his mouth was and finger me
while he talked to the boys, all of whom sat around my naked body in a
circle.

	"See her little pussy lips?" He asked and they nodded. (I
was going crazy, my head going back and forth on the warm grass and my
hands on the top of his head, trying to shove him back down.) "Now
watch as I stick my tongue in between them. Watch her reaction." And
he stuck his tongue into me making me moan and thrash on the grass.
His hands all over my ass, tummy, titties and legs, then two fingers
in my cunt again as he gave further instructions. "Now If I stick it
straight in and bring it up to the top of her cunt on the inside, I
can really get her going. And he replaced his fingers with his
tongue, driving it straight into me and then up, dragging it back and
forth across my clit as I shuddered and gasped, shoved his head
further down with one hand and grabbed a tit with my other, bringing
my legs up around his body and locking them, trying to pull the slick,
hot tongue further and further inside, grinding my pussy against his
face, and moaning uncontrollably. Meanwhile his hands roamed all over
my body and I could occasionally feel small hands in my armpits, on my
breasts, caressing my legs. I could even feel one kid straddle my
face and shove his stiff little dick in my mouth. I sucked and
tongued him for all I was worth until he shot his tiny load and rolled
off of me. "Enough of the demonstration, guys. Now It's time I get
my reward," Bert said as he raised up despite my thrashing and trying
to pull his face back into my blond pussy. He moved up, rubbing
against me the entire way, his cock up my thighs. He caressed my tits
and brought his beautiful cock to the entrance of my pussy. I tried
to push down onto it, but he held me beneath my armpits with he sucked
my tits, licking them and my belly all over as I thrashed beneath him
with a need I'd never known before.

	Soon he rose up and kissed me, shoving his tongue, sweet with
my juices, far into my mouth, I shoved mine, in turn, into his as I
tried to grab his ass and pull his dick into me, but he apparently
like to tease and would only rub his cock up and down over my pussy
lips then bring the head to my entrance, shove it a fraction of the
way in and then withdraw it, again raking it across my pussy bone and
pussy lips.

	"You gotta beg me to fuck you if you want it."

	"Oh, yes, I want it," I whispered to him then shoved my tongue
back in his mouth and swirled it around waiting for him to take me. I
mashed my mouth against his, moving it around until it almost hurt my
teeth and jaws.

	But he only brought the head back to the entrance and shoved
it half way in. I tried as hard as I could to push down and impale
myself, but his hands, planted beneath my armpits, prohibited me going
lower. So I was reduced to flopping against him, grinding down on
half a cockhead and squealing for more.

	"No, no, Suzi. Louder. You gotta beg so all the guys can
hear."

	Shy as I was, I couldn't stand it any longer. "Please fuck
me," I said out loud. And he shove a bit more of the cock head in. I
felt great, but again he held back as I squirmed and tried to force
him in further, grabbing his buttocks and pulling. "Please fuck me
MORE." And his cock went further in. Now I could move without it
falling out. It was passed the cockhead and felt fat and slick in me.
"FUCK ME WITH YOUR COCK!" and he shoved another inch in. ""FUCK ME!
FUCK ME FUCK ME! YOUR FAT COCK! FUCK ME, BERT! FUCKEE FUCKEE
FUCKEE! HARDER! FUCKEE! FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCK!"

	And he shoved deeper and deeper and started to thrust in and
out with slow deliberate movements as I tried to quicken the pace and
wrapped my legs around his ass shoving myself up at him as he drilled
that beautiful hot cock into me and grabbed my ass and drilled me
harder and harder, and quicker and quicker, and I could hear the boys
gasp as he pulled out almost all the way then shoved in me so deep I
thought I was going to vomit. He was hard and hot and really knew how
to fuck, drilling me with strong, hard strokes and bending down and
lapping my tits, my pink tits, as I pulled him into me with my legs
and caressed his back and butt with my legs and his hands all over my
legs, fucking my mouth with his, then tonguing my tits, and I felt so
good I knew I wanted to feel like this forever or maybe forever or
maybe And he want faster and faster and harder, kissing me and licking
me. And I shook and squirmed and felt every part of him I could, even
pushing my hand between us so I could feel him as he went in and out,
and I even fingered myself a bit, embarrassing myself in front of the
boys who giggled and gasped and pulled on their little goaty dicks as
they watched, and I happened to look up at Sammy and he winked then I
saw Bert's face who was fucking me harder and harder and he winked
too, then shoved all the way in, higher than ever before, pulled
almost all the way out and did this over and over very quickly until
he was going to cum and I knew it and I was going to cum too, and he
shoved in even deeper and bigger than ever before, grabbing my ass and
pulling me way in, and my legs pulled him even harder and he shot a
load of hot, sticky cum way down in me then a half stroke and another
hot load, then another and more cum and over and again, both of us
cumming and moaning and twisting and pawing and fucking and loving it.
My first real time with a man! What a hump. And after his last load
squirted deep inside, I just kept rubbing against him and he pushed in
me in circles so I could feel his dick all around, so hard and lovely,
and full and hot. And we lay in the sun sweating and caressing each
other, and I could hear the boys get up and go get their clothes and
put them on, but we just lay there kissing and squirming slightly in
each others arms, and I knew I was in love for the first time and that
I would do anything for him. And I could hear the boys gathering up
their rope and magazines. And he stayed hard in me and licked the
sweat from my tits. And I could feel his cum leak out of my young
cunt and down the crack of my ass, cool and sticky in the afternoon.
And I could hear the boys walk away as we kissed and licked each
others' shoulders and ears and hair and eyelids. And he stayed hard
inside me. And the sun went down behind the tree line and I could feel
my body cool in the late afternoon except where his body rested on
mine or where his tongue licked at my sweat. And I could feel the cum
dry stickily in my ass crack. And nothing mattered but love and sex,
that hard cock only now beginning to go soft as we held one another.

	The next night my parents and aunt and uncle took the younger
kids to see a movie and go to the icecream parlor. They asked me if I
wanted to go, but I looked at Bert and saw him signal "no" with his
eyes.

	"We'll just stay home and play some cards, o.k.?"

	"Yeah, I'm kinda tired. It's o.k. if I just stay home with
Bert, huh?"

	Our parents saw nothing wrong with the arrangement and I was
in heaven! At least until Sarah, my cousin, said she wanted to stay
home too.

	I looked at Bert, but he shrugged, smiled and looked away.
Great, I thought, now we've got a damn chaperone!

	After out parents let with the younger ones, we got out the
card table and set it up in front of the t.v. There was a movie on
about World War II. Bert shuffled the cards and began to deal. Sarah
disappeared into her room, and I thought this might turn out alright
after all.

	"What do you wanta play, honey?" Bert asked. It was the
first time he'd called me that and I felt all warm and loose inside
suddenly. If only Sarah hadn't stayed home!

	"How `bout hearts?" I said, blushing. He reached over and
held my hand.

	Just then Sarah came back into the room. "Caught you!" she
screamed and laughed.

	I pulled my hand back quickly.

	"I know you're lovebirds," Sarah teased. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G," she
sang out. "Too bad for you tonight! I just called some friends to
come over," Sarah said and winked at Bert. "The whole gang's coming!
Ha!"

	I felt very disappointed. Here I thought Bert and I were
going to be alone all evening, but now I come to find out the house
will be full of Sarah's friends. No chance for Bert and me tonight, I
thought.

	I got up and started toward the room I shared with Sarah.

	"Hey, Where you going?" Bert asked.

	"Oh, I'm tired. I think I'll lie down for awhile," I said.

	As I walked down the hall toward the room, I heard Bert say,
"Fuck this movie!" And I hear him get up and walk away.

	Well, that's it, I thought as I lay down on the bed. I dozed
off into a disappointed half-dream state.

	I woke up hearing the sound of a bunch of guys and girls in
the next room. I could hear the t.v. and the sound of glasses. "So,
they're going to have a party," I thought. I rolled onto my side and
tried to fall back to sleep. The room was dark and I was very sad.
"Bert's probably even got a girl friend out there now," I thought.

	I feel back into a half sleeping state but was wakened up when
I heard the door open.

	"Suzi? Are you awake?" It was Sarah.

	"No," I said, hoping she'd go away.

	"Suzi? Please come out and join the party. You'll have fun."

	I just lay there.

	"Bert wants you to come out," she said half tenderly, half in
a singsong mocking tone.

	"Oh, o.k." I pulled myself up and walked into the next room.

	There were about five girls and two guys besides Bert and
Sarah. The girls looked to be about my age, that is all 12 or 13, but
the boys looked like Bert's friends. I was surprised. Everyone was
watching the t.v. Where I come from, nobody watches t.v. at a party
except nerds. I was about ready to laugh when I happened to look at
the set. There on the screen was a naked woman on all fours on a bed
while a man fucked her from behind. I gasped out loud. I'd never
seen anything like it.

			      Chapter 3

	There were about five girls and two guys besides Bert and
Sarah. The girls looked to be about my age, that is all 12 or 13, but
the boys looked like Bert's friends. I was surprised. Everyone was
watching the t.v. Where I come from, nobody watches t.v. at a party
except nerds. I was about ready to laugh when I happened to look at
the set. There on the screen was a naked woman on all fours on a bed
while a man fucked her from behind. I gasped out loud. I'd never
seen anything like it.

	"Hey, Suzi! Sweet Sue," Bert said when he saw me. "Come on
o'er here. Hey, guys, meet sweet Sue... and I outta know." And he
winked at me.

	I was flustered and shocked, but managed to mutter hello to
those who greeted me.

	The three guys sat on the couch and three girls were on the
floor in front of the t.v. One girl, a beautiful redhead with long
legs sat in the easy chair. Her tits were already fairly well
developed and she wore a bra. Sarah had left me standing there and
went into the kitchen and began talking to a blond.

	I wanted to get away from what I saw on the screen -- where a
naked man was fucking a naked woman from behind with long, sure
strokes -- so I walked into the kitchen, pretending to be interested
in what Sarah and the blond were talking about.

	"But if we fill `em back up with water they'll never know.
Not if we do it right," the blond was saying.

	"Gosh. I don't want to get caught, though," Sarah said.

	"Don't worry. Leave it to me."

	"Hey, Suzi, where'd you go?" Bert yelled from the living room.
"Get in here. I want you to see something."

	I didn't know what to do but I knew I loved Bert and his
request was so strong I just had to go back into the living room.

	"Come here, honey. Sit between me and Steve."

	I walked over and Steve, a handsome blond, moved over on the
couch. As soon as I sat down, Bert's arm was over my back and his
hand rested on my shoulder which he squeezed in a brotherly sort of
way. I melted toward him while I was still afraid. I think I was
shaking some at the time, too.

	"Look at that," he pointed to the screen. The naked lady was
now on her back, and as the man kept fucking her, her legs went over
his butt, her ankles locked and she bent her knees abruptly, pulling
him further in. I then noticed the sounds, or rather shouts, from the
two on the screen. The lady's face was thrown back, a sheen of sweat
covered her face, eyes shut in sweat ecstasy. He was belching deep
animal grunts, she was screeching and humping wildly.

	The redhead in the chair was transfixed by the screen and was
absentmindly rubbing her thigh below her shorts. Two of the girls on
the floor were shivering and I began trembling harder. I couldn't
control myself. It was too much, too fast. I felt like I was going
to be sick, but I was really just sick in lust and fear and...

	"God!" said Steve, "Look at `em go." And he self-consciously
rearranged the position of his hardon in his trousers. "Jesus! Look
at that."

	I turned back to the screen only to see a closeup of the big
dick parting puffed pussy lips on the screen. The thick cock would
pull all the way out sometimes, and when I saw the fat red head
bobbing around trying to find its way back in I fell as though I would
pee my pants and vomit at the same time, although I had to do neither
of these things. All I could imagine is having that fat cock with its
jolly red head poking around my young cunt trying to find its way in
between my tender lips.

	Jesus, I was getting horny. I could only breathe in short
sips and didn't seem able to catch my breath. My shivering came in
spasms. I kept hoping that I'd put a sweater on, but I knew that a
sweater wouldn't have helped. I wasn't cold, although it felt that
way. I hugged myself trying to make it stop, but only seemed to quake
harder. I tried to look down at the rug but kept looking back up at
the screen, then over at the redhead, who began moaning softly. Her
hands were now rubbing her upper thighs below and above the line of
her shorts. Then she tentatively began to rub her chest outside her
blouse, then back over her thighs, parting her legs and moaning
louder. I was uncontrollably quaking as with a major fever by this
time.

	"Goddamn!" Steve said. "I didn't know it would have that
effect on Red. Jesus, Red, you're beautiful when you get like that.
Let me help you."

	And Steve went over to the chair and knelt in front of the
redhead, who suddenly looked slightly embarrassed, but continued
rubbing her thighs and tits. Steve pushed her legs apart and knelt
between them on the floor. He, too, began to rub her upper thighs,
then over her knees and calves, and up the under side of her lower
thighs while he rubbed his face along her thighs, pushing his head,
eventually, up into her lap. He shoved his chin into where her upper
pussy must have been beneath her shorts, and she pushed out against
him and squirmed all over in the chair. All this time she kept
caressing her breasts while running her fingers through his hair.
Gradually her right hand slipped under her blouse and, I could tell,
beneath her bra squeezing her right tit.

	At the same time, Bert was rubbing my legs and one of the
girls on the floor had come up to sit next to me, but she pulled her
legs up to her chest and hugged them, shivering. The other boy on the
sofa held her in his arms in a friendly sort of way as though he was
trying to warm her up.

	But we were all warm enough already as we watched the two on
the screen fucking and occasionally watched Steve and the redhead who
now had her long legs over his shoulders moving back and forth and he
caressed them.

Suddenly the man on the screen grunted even louder and pulled his cock
from the woman's cunt and began to shoot his cum all over her belly.
She pushed against him and squirmed all around, rubbing the cum all
over her tummy and onto her hard tits.

	"Goddamn!" Two or three of us said in unison. When I looked
back at the redhead, Steve was slowly pulling down her shorts. Her
long, soft legs were pushed out straight in order that he could get
them down. When they reached her tennis shoes, he stopped, untied her
shoes with shaking fingers. This took an agonizingly long time and I
was shivering uncontrollably as he finally pulled them off, caressed
her feet and pulled off her shorts. Then he reached for her pretty
white panties which he pulled off quickly.

	"Goddamn!" Said Bert. "Look at that pretty red cunt."

	I was amazed at how beautiful Red looked. Her young teenage
cunt was graced with a fine coating of light red pubic hair. It
looked even finer than my light blond pussy hair and I felt like I
wanted to touch it. The light hair glistened invitingly in the soft
light. But I didn't have long to admire her since Steve shoved his
face back into her lap after pulling her white cotton panties over her
long legs and off her feet. From what I had learned the other day, I
know he was probably tonguing her. Her legs came back over his
shoulders and she scooted back down in the chair to give him better
access.

	"Wait a minute!" Bert said. He got up, walked over, and
started unbuttoning Red's blouse.

	Her eyes opened in sudden fright and recognition, but Steve
must have been working wonders on her because she slowly closed her
eyes again with an almost catlike purr and shoved against his tongue,
moaning, "Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. God."

Just then Sarah bounced back into the room with a tray of filled
glasses. "Hey, why are you guys all so quiet."

When she looked over where we were now all looking and saw Steve and
the redhead, all she said was, "Oh. Goody."

She set down the tray and went over and helped Bert take off Red's
blouse and bra -- which wasn't easy since she was squirming all over
in the chair and since she had slid down till her naked butt was at
the edge.

"Come on, guys. Look at this!" Sarah beckoned.

We all timidly came forward to stand around the chair. I didn't want
to, but I didn't want to be left out either. Besides, I was mucho
horny by this time and even occasionally rubbed myself outside my
shorts.

Now I could see Steve's tongue working its wonders in the cute
redhead's cunt and, occasionally, licking down her behind while
plunging two fingers in her. I could also see her beautiful tits.
And when I say "beautiful," I mean "beautiful." They were simply
lovely. Soft and large (it seemed to me then) and heaving under the
soft glow of the light. The pink nipples puckered out as though they
were proud little men waiting to be kissed. Bert must have seen the
same thing, because he sucked one into his mouth, then licked all
around her tit.

	I was jealous. But horny too. I shove my cunt into the chair
back and pushed and rubbed. A couple of the other girls seemed to be
doing the same thing.

Then I looked up in shock to see Sarah and one of the other guys
standing in the middle of the floor squirming against each other while
he pulled down her shorts and panties and she unbuttoned his shirt.
Things were getting weird! And I was scared. I wanted to get fucked,
right then and there. I didn't care by who, though I preferred Bert
or (I hate to say it) the man on the screen with his fat dick capped
with its bobbing red head. But I would have taken on any of the guys
at that point. Or maybe any of the girls. But I was also scared and
wanted just to go back to bed and curl up under the covers. I thought
if I did maybe this shaking would go away. Maybe I could stop all
this lust and fear and humiliation. Maybe I could stop it now,
because I knew if I didn't I was trapped for life in an endless cycle
of lust and fulfillment and fear and sex and love and cunt and cock
and...

	It was a close place and I knew it. And I looked down and saw
my cunt pushing against the chair and my tummy heaving and peeking out
from under my pullover, and I grabbed the bottom of the pullover and I
pulled it up.

	"Alright, I'll go to hell," I said to myself as I pulled the
top over my head baring my small breasts. And I felt two hands come
around from behind me and grabbed my tits while someone shoved against
me from behind.

	It was a girl! I could see her hand with long nails and feel
the soft hands caressing my nipples and tits and tummy as one hand
snaked down over my shorts and squeezed my cunny from the outside.
GOD I was fucking hot! I squirmed and moaned and let her turn me
around and kiss me shoving her tongue into my mouth. It was the cute
little brunette who had been sitting in front of the t.v.

Now we both shook uncontrollably as she grabbed my ass and shoved
against me and then slid down kissing my neck and collarbone and the
tops of my little tits then the nipples as she pulled my pants and
panties down in one swift move and I stood there goddamn naked in
front of everyone, fucking near to tears and vomit and pissing myself.

I realized that except for Sarah and her boyfriend (it that's what he
was) and Steve and the redhead, everyone was looking straight at me.
At my tits. At my ass. At my tummy. At my blond pussy. And I
goddamn near cried, but I still shook with lust and fear, as I tried
to cover myself.

	"Relax," said Bert. "Don't hide that perfect little pussy.
Let us look at you."

	I closed my eyes and stood there, stepping out of my panties
and shorts and letting the brunette take off my shoes as she felt up
my smooth legs. I was shaking harder than I'd ever shaken before but
the second I felt Bert's hand on my tit, I calmed down. I had been
like a ship sweep away, rudderless in high seas, but the second his
hand touched me, the seas were calm and my little boat was headed
toward port. Or maybe I'm confusing my metaphors. Anyway, I calmed
down real fast. That is, I was still afraid and shaking with lust and
shame, but I no longer felt the vomit well up within me nor my bladder
go queasy.

	I could see, then, the brunette undressing before me as Bert
stroked me from behind -- my breasts, my thighs, my sides. I pushed
back into him. God, she was beautiful, too. Not as stunning as the
redhead, maybe, but short and sultry with a thick curling patch of
cunt hair. I looked soft as a bird's wing, and I unconsciously leaned
forward to stroke it as she stepped toward me and hugged me from in
front. I could feel Bert reach around her now and pull us two tightly
together. He grabbed her buns, stroking them, then pulled them toward
me as he shoved against my buns from behind. Our naked cunts were
touching!

	I was shocked and embarrassed. I want to say something to her.
Like "I'm sorry" as though we had bumped together in a bus. But I
couldn't speak. My mouth was full of her tongue and my heart full of
burning, jumping lust. She gently pulled me down toward the ground
and Bert let go, but I resisted. Not only didn't I know what to do
with another naked girl, but I was scared of my own passion and
embarrassed to do anything while others watched. Yet the brunette
insisted and I slowly fell to my knees where we both rubbed against
each other while feeling each other up. God, her tits were ripe and
hard poking into mine and her naked buns were firm under my hand as I
poked and stroked and cupped them trying to pull her cunt into mine.

	Gradually we fell to the floor where we rolled around,
squirming our naked flesh against each other and touching each other
everywhere. I mostly kept my eyes closed out of my embarrassment, but
when I open them I saw Stave, now naked rubbing the brunette's back
and buns as she was over me. His cock was hard and bobbing out in
front of him. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to fuck it. Or swallow
it. Or all three all at once, but the brunette was keeping me busy.
I suddenly felt her fingers in my cunt squishing around and I circled
my hips, pushing up as she pushed her face down across my body then
started fucking my naked cunt with her tongue.

	J E S U S !!!!!! I'd never, never, never, ever felt anything
like it. I shoved my cunt against her face and moved it all around.
I bucked and held her head, trying to get more of her tongue into me.
I was shameless. Imagine, in front of all these guys and girls. I
looked up and noticed that most of them were naked too and only a few
watched us as they stroked each other or fucked. We bumped into Sarah
and the other guy on the floor and they were fucking their brains out.
I reached out and felt between Sarah's legs where the guy's cock was
going in and out.

	But then I noticed that the brunette was turning me around.
Oh, her tongue was still in my wet little pussy, but she moved around
while moving me, too. Soon her cunt was right above my face and her
sweet legs were either side of my head. "What does she expect me to
do," I wondered. But as I looked her soft black pussy in the eye, so
to speak, I had the uncontrollable urge to touch it and stroke it and
-- I'm embarrassed to say -- to lick it. So I grabbed her butt and
pulled her down while shoving my head up between her legs. OH, GOD!
I could smell that sweet pussy and it was good.

	I rubbed my nose then my chin over her soft, puffy, teenage
cunt then stuck my tongue in. "Well, if I'm going to Hell, " I
thought, "I might as well go whole hog!" And I licked and licked and
pulled her tight against me and shoved my little soft titties into her
stomach and squirmed against her, and we licked each other and made
wet girly love till our bodies glistened with light on the living room
floor then I could tell that the brunette wanted me to roll over on
top of her and we managed to roll over, squirming against each other,
without taking our tongues out of each other's tails, mashing our
cunts into each others faces, when suddenly I felt someone's hot dick
pushing up against my cunt as well as the brunette's tongue and I
pushed back, slowly and tentatively (but, boy, was I hot!) against it,
feeling it as it began to enter me, and I could feel the head pop in
and it felt so fucking big I didn't know was was next, heaven or hell,
but I shoved back and the cock shove a bit further in and I could feel
each hot rib and vein, each bump of the fat cock as it pushed past my
pussy lips and into the opening of my canal, and It felt like trying
to shove a hot turkey neck down someone's throat as it entered me so
fucking slowly and filling me up so I thought I'd simply DIE, while
the brunette kept lapping at me, and squirming under me, her ripe
little tits moving all over, and I could feel the guy now wrap one of
his hands around my waist and the other grabbed one of my tits (and
boy! did THAT feel good!), and he pulled into me harder and harder,
thrusting his hot cock into me every meaty vein bumping me from the
inside and making me clamp down and squeeze him like I was trying to
stop the flow of piss, then his face came next to mine and I saw it
was Steve, the hot blond guy who'd tongues the beautiful redhead, and
I tried to lick his face as if I was a puppy getting it for the first
time,but I kept at the brunette's cunt too, and I could feel her
shudder beneath me, shaking and quaking and screaming as I fucked her
faster with my tongue and Steve grabbed my tits, fucking into me and
bit down ever so softly on my ear and JESUS! it was great just it was
like in the dry heaves only without having to puke, just the heaves of
love and cock and sweat and cunt, I guess, slicking the brunette's
juices all over my face, shoving my chin, now my nose, now my tongue
again into her cunt, still ashamed but loving it, loving every fucking
second and every fucking inch and every knob and ridge of Steve's cock
as he slammed into me like we were going over a goddamn waterfall and
everything, the whole room rocking, bumping into naked people, me
still ashamed but fucking fucking sucking slick in the hot love of tit
and cunt and the big veiny meat cock going in and out and I looked and
saw the redhead, buck naked on the floor beside us on her back and
Bert kneeling between her knees and slowly he fucked that cock I love
so much into her and she must'a been damn tight cause she had to
squirm like a wild duck to get it in, there thrashing beside us as
Bert pulled back then fucked her some more and with Steve in my tail I
felt like I could feel Bert's cock in me too, and I reached out and
grabbed the redhead's hand and she looked as me and between her
groaning and sweating she smiled and squeezed my hand like we were now
sisters in the art of fuck and I was so damn happy and proud (but
still quite ashamed) I burst all over as I felt Steve chunk a load of
hot teenage sperm seeping into my pearly insides and I was STEWED,
dadgummed it, like a marshmallow over the fucking fire melting and
burning all over everyone and everything, the brunette squirming and
thrashing beneath me, and I could feel her titties all over my tummy,
she was still licking me and I could tell her damn burst just then,
too, because she fucking near bucked me into the next room and
thrashed for what seemed like fourteen minutes as I grabbed onto her
buns and kept sucking her and taking Steve's hot, cum-slick cock up my
cunt, it dripping all over the brunette's face as she kept her tongue
wagging in me like a munchkin, before we all collapsed and just kept
softly thrusting and humping and whimpering and moving so we could
feel the absolute most of each others skin and cocks and cunts and
tits and little buns, and in some backroom of my mind I could hear the
redhead screaming for what sounded like the longest time as she came
and thrashed up into Bert's cock, but it seemed all slow motion to me
as I struggled to half open my eyes, the brunette still softly
licking, then what seemed like hours later we could feel them roll
into us and we kept humping and kissing cunts and tummies a little
like Christmas afternoon after all the packages are unwrapped but you
get to look at all your stuff and feel and play with it, and we
stroked them and they stroked us, occasionally pinching a tit or
squeezing an butt, and it felt like we were all in cotton balls all
over us so soft and foggy and warm, but still Steve's hard dog up my
tail, now softening a bit, and, gosh, it was fun, and we lay still.

Just then I noticed that I had quit shaking some time ago.

			      Chapter 4

	My life had turned into a heaven of love and sex, sex and
love. The night of the party I slept like a blistered log in a
fireplace. That is, I tossed and turned in the sweet agony of sex all
night, dripping and stewing in my juices. Once, I felt Sarah's little
hand on my slick pussy, but we were both too tired (and I was too
confused) to do anything. Sarah had fucked two guys that night and I
had fucked Steve and the brunette.

	I WAS IN LOVE!

	Yes, I was in love with love. In love with Bert. With the
brunette. With Steve and Steve's ripe, ridged cock. And, BOY!, with
the redhead. I had watched her climax and held her hand, and now all
I could do was think of her. Well, of her and Bert. And...
Well, and everything, I guess. I was at it and I was going whole hog.
I had decided to stay the course.

	Yet I still hoped, secretly, that my desires would stop with
the summer. That I'd never drag my slut self home from Maine. Little
did I know that my glands would know NO containment. Never again was
I able...

But the story of that summer is not yet over. NOT BY A LONG SHOT!
Or, I should say, a long squirt.

For two days I wandered as in a sexual dream. I was hooked and I knew
it. But this was one fish that didn't want to spit the hook.
Besides, it was set firmly in my jaw. And I mentally thrashed and
squirmed in the agony of it. LOVE. And SEX. COCK. And CUNT. Not
to mention BALLS, BUTTS, TITTIES, CALVES, TUMMIES, etc.

	Love. Sweet and savory. I couldn't (and still can't) at
times think of much else. When my motor gets warm -- and sometimes it
takes just the sight of a pair of tight buns to warm it -- I can think
of nothing else. I've been known to go for days, if not sexually
satisfied, thinking and swooning in thoughts of sex. Once I get
turned on, in other words, there's only one way to turn me off. And
that is, of course, to HAVE me. To fuck me right and proper. To
belly slap with me. To tongue me and spank my ass. To shove a big
dick up my cunt. To hold me and love me, naked in your arms.

	Eight times in the following three days Bert took me on long
walks in the woods and eight times we fucked our brains out. He would
take me to the clearing and then have me strip naked. He would have
me do it slowly, one article of clothes at a time. He would remain
fully clothed. Then he would make me turn around and touch myself
here or there. He'd make me feel up my little pink titties, or smooth
my hand back and forth over my tummy, or finger my cunt while
squeezing my tits. He'd be still dressed and the whole thing would
make me feel so naked and naughty, especially when he'd have me turn
around backward and bend over with a finger in my pussy. Sometimes he
would feel me up as I stood there. He'd stick a finger in me and wag
it around till I'd be squirming all over. Or he'd kiss my thighs and
belly while grabbing my calves or squeezing my butt. He'd suck on my
titties sometimes. Boy oh boy, was I hot!

	Once he made me walk around for a half hour with just my
tennis shoes and pullover on. GOD! I felt so naughty and naked.
Then he had me pull my pullover up so it covered my face and he came
and felt me up all over while my arms were straight up in the air and
my face covered. As he played with my cunt, squeezing it softly like
a furred tennis ball, he said, "Just like a peach! A ripe, tender
peach, with soft cheeks." And he stuck a finger in. I squirmed like
a bitch, but he pulled away and just made me stand there like that as
he smoothed my stomach and squeezed my naked butt.

	After he'd play with me, sometimes for up to an hour, he'd
strip down and make me suck his cock. He really taught me how. I
know I'd done it before. By instinct. But Bert gave me technique.
He'd lay down and have me wrap my right hand around his cock and
squeeze it and rub it up and down until it felt like a it was ready to
break. Then he'd have me shove it into one of my little tits where
he'd rub it all around. After that he'd have me curl my little lips
around the head and gently swirl my tongue all around and over the pee
hole, but especially right under the head as I'd let him go further
and further in my mouth, still gently pumping with my hand. GOD, I
loved it. I was usually leaking by this time and would rub my cunny
on his lower leg up and down and around and around, my belly pressing
into his knee, etc. And right before he's start to cum, I would start
rubbing his flat stomach with my other hand and stroking him harder
while bringing my tongue up and down and up and down the soft, secret
underside of his cock bulging with cum, my mouth going up and down as
far as I could, then I'd clamp those lips around his cock and hang the
fuck on cause he'd try to buck me off as he would pump spurt after hot
spurt of pure teenaged cum into my mouth.

	But this was never enough for Bert. Hell no! He then turn me
over and fuck me there in the grass, his still hard cock pushing
through my little pink cunny lips, and grabbing my titties from
behind. Or he'd take me "straight" (as I called it then and now),
with his chest on mine and my legs thrashing all around, then up over
his naked butt and clamped about his waist.

	A few times as we fucked I thought him and the redhead, about
the time I watched him fuck the beautiful redhead and how we held
hands and all. And once I felt like I was the redhead. I mean, I
could even imagine her face being mine, so I'd not be surprised if I
would have seen her if I'd look in the mirror. And I thought her cunt
was mine. And her ripe breasts. And, shy as I was, I would rub
myself, my tits and cunt, while Bert fucked me.

	Bert seemed to like this.

	After the seventh time, as we lay there in the grass,

Bert said, "Steve's coming over this afternoon. I want you to come
out here with both of us."

	"No, Bert. I can't believe you'd ask me to do that," but even
as I answered I thought of Steve and his hard cock and I knew I wanted
fucked again by him. I started trembling softly there in the grass.

	"Listen, Suzi. I like fucking you and I think you know you're
someone special to me. If you want to keep on seeing me and having
sex fun, you'd better be ready to come out here at about this
afternoon! Be ready about one." And he left me laying there shaking
on the soft grass as he dressed and ran back to the house.

	I went back and cleaned up and ate lunch and changed clothes.
I put on my tightest white shorts over plain cotton panties and wore a
yellow pullover which accented my blond hair. Still, a part of me was
too embarrassed to want to go and get naked in front of two boys, even
if they were such hunks. But all through lunch I could only think of
both Steven and Bert naked, their hard cocks sticking far out from
their bellies. I squirmed all over my chair and found I was shaking
again. I almost choked on my baloney. Getting dressed was also
frustrating. I wanted to fuck myself right there as I slipped my
cotton panties up my tanned legs and over my pouting cunt. JESUS!
Each item of cloths felt like a boy's hands all over me. I keep
shaking and hugging myself. I felt like I was going to fly apart with
lust and fear and shame. I knew what was coming, and I dreaded it and
lusted after it at the same time. I was a shameless slut but wanted
to be a good girl with a good reputation and live the all American
life. If only I could do that and be fucked every minute of my life.
..

	Steve and Bert were in the front room when I came down. I
couldn't look Steve in the face, but I mumbled hello and walked
outside with them and down the path into the woods. The boys walked
ahead, and this gave me a good opportunity to look over Steve's hot
buns inside his tight jeans and notice both boys' muscular builds.
Bert was dark and handsome in a brooding, aristocratic way. Steve was
blond and handsome in a little boy way. Both were hunks! And I
couldn't wait. But, at the same time, I was terribly ashamed.

	Bert and Steve sat down and lit cigarettes when we got to the
clearing. I went over to Bert's side and began to sit, but he said,
"No. You keep standing. Over there. In front of us."

	"Now, turn around," he instructed. "Slowly."

	And I did. Wearing the white shorts and pullover in front of
these tow guys who were looking me all over made me feel terribly
ashamed and, even, naked. My shaking increased and I tried to hug
myself with my arms to make it stop.

	"NO!" Bert shouted. "Hands to your side. Just keep turning
till I tell you to stop."

	The boys smoked and I turned and shook.

	"Okay, Suzi, unsnap your shorts."

	"No, Bert. Don't make me do that." I couldn't even look at
Steve.

	"Do as I say, Suzi. It'll be o.k. Trust me." His voice was
soft but firm.

	I reached with both hands and unsnapped them. My fingers were
shaking pretty bad.

	"Now let them fall down your legs."

	"Oh, God, Bert! Please?" I looked at him, pleading with all
my might.

	"Do as I say," his voice was soft, but firm. I let the shorts
slide slowly don my tanned legs. I was shaking and on the verge of
tears.

	"Now pull down those sweet undies, lil' Sue."

	I was too far gone now to stop, I mean even if I'd wanted to,
but I didn't. I hooked my thumbs on either side and bent down, slowly
pulling down my underpants. I knew Bert liked me to do this real
slow, so I did it slow this time, stopping at my knees a moment.

	"Freeze!" Bert said.

	I knew this game, too. I was half bent over, my naked butt
slightly sticking out, my panties around my knees, my blond pussy
mostly hid between the valley of my closed thighs, a few blond wisps
of hair sticking out.

	"Now, let go of your panties and caress your thighs."

	I couldn't look at the boys so I closed my eyes as my shaking
hand stroked my upper thighs. GOD! I was getting into it. I felt so
naked and HOT rubbing myself before these two hunks! Gradually I let
a hand rub my buns as the other came around in front and cupped (very
softly) my cunt, and slowly rubbed until I realized what I was doing
and quickly let that hand come up under my pullover and rub my
stomach.

	"Goddamn! Look at her!" I heard Steve say. "She's great!
What a hot pussy!"

	When I heard that I started visibly shaking with lust and
shame and I stopped rubbing myself except letting my hands caress my
upper thighs like I was putting on sun lotion or something.

	"Now pull up your top," Steve said.

	"Oh!" was all I could manage as I reached down and grabbed the
bottom of my pullover with my hand crossed and pulled it slowly (I
knew how Bert liked it!) up over my pert, little breasts with their
ripe nipples (I cold feel it rub over them then the rush of warm air
as they were exposed to the hungry view of Bert and Steve), then up
exposing my armpits and covering my face until my arm were straight
over my head, then...

	"Freeze!"

	And I stopped. NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER have I felt SO
NAKED. There I was, titties, tummy, cunt, and legs exposed out in the
open in front of two fully dressed boys! My yellow pullover was over
my face, my arms were straight up in the air, my white panties were
bound around my knees, and my shorts were in a pool at my feet around
my sneakers. GOD! I was embarrassed and uncontrollably horny! I was
now shaking so that all could see and probably covered with goosebumps
of anticipation (I couldn't see, but it sure felt like it!) But I had
to stand still with my arms tight in the pullover and my whole body,
almost, exposed.

	"Just stay still, Suzi. I'm going to touch you now. Don't be
scared. It's just Steve and me."

	I felt a hand on my right tit that squeezed a bit and rubbed
me. Then I felt lips on my tummy and two hands grabbing my ass and
gently squeezing. I couldn't stop shaking but I pushed my belly out
against the lips and tried to push my butt back into the hands.

"Let's look at her first," I heard Bert say. And the hands and lips
stopped.

"Look at these sweet titties. They're so little now, but they're ripe
and juicy. I'll bet they'll get to be 32s by the time she grows up.
You going to visit me then, Sue?"

	All I could do was gulp, and nod, and keep on shaking. I felt
two hands on my tits.

	"They're so soft and young." It was Steve's voice, and
probably Steve's tongue I felt licking a nipple tentatively.

	"And look at those fucking legs! Jesus, they're so tan and
smooth. And they really have power. You should feel her wrap them
around you. She can really squeeze with `em."

	And I felt their hands all over my legs and calves, squeezing
and rubbing and caressing up and down, and up and down and over and
around then a pair of lips, two pair of lips and a tongue kissing and
feeling and licking my tanned, teenage legs. God, I rubbed them
together trying to get off with my cunt, but I only managed to get
hotter and hotter, not to mentioned more ashamed.

	"Now come around here and look at her sweet butt!"

	Both sets of hands and lips left me and I felt disappointed
momentarily. I could hear them move around behind me and kneel down.
I kept rubbing my legs together slightly, hoping no one would notice.

	"Whooo. Sloow down. Easy, girl," Bert spoke to me as if I
was a horse. "You'll get there soon enough. Just stay still and do
what I tell you."

	I was terribly embarrassed that he noticed that I was trying
to masturbate with my legs but I was also terribly horny and
frustrated and feeling naked as fuck in front of two guys I couldn't
even see. My arms weren't tired, but I sure wanted my fingers
somewhere else than way up in the air holding my pullover up and over
my face.

	I felt one set of hands on my hips from behind.

	"Look at that sweet ass! Goddamn! She's going to be one
beautiful woman."

	I couldn't help but blush at such flattery. I also pushed
back against the hands slightly, probably exposing more of my butt
crack and maybe asshole than I wanted too.

The hands caressed their way down my thighs and came up under my buns,
holding one in each hand.

	"Look at `em. So tight. I mean, she's really packed IN
THERE! Wouldn't you love to spank them, Steve?"

	"Fuckin' A!"

	"Look at that one little mole. It's so lovely there all
alone."

	And I could feel someone kiss a very small spot as he rubbed
both buns then around my legs and thighs in front, keeping his
distance from my dripping, little pussy.

	I shoved my butt back in whoever's face was kissing me and
rubbed it across his face, trying to get his nose to slip deep into my
crack. JESUS! I didn't know what I wanted. Probably for him to
tongue my cunt from behind. I don't know. Something.

	"Whooo, Steve! Plenty of time, lad. Let's look at this sweet
cunt, first, then I'll let you two alone for awhile."

	I heard what he said and I was scared. I know that Steve had
already fucked the daylights out of me, but that was different. That
just happened and then there were plenty of people around. NOW it was
planned. Bert had probably planned to get me out here and get me
naked with him and Steve all along and then planned to let me stay
here with Steve. I really felt vulnerable, now. I'd be almost stark
naked in front of a nearly total stranger! What was I going to do?
I was choking and shaking with lust, but I was scared as shit and
embarrassed that I'd let them get me here like this. The air seemed
to get real cool all of a sudden, but I could tell that it was me, not
the air cause I could see that the sun was still out.

	There were no hands on me and I cold hear them arrange
themselves in front of me on their knees, probably.

	"Open up a little bit, Sue. Open your knees," Bert said.

	My panties, having slipped during all the feeling and kissing,
were around my calves now so I could open my knees a bit, but not too
much.

	"Hell, let's get rid of these."

	And I felt both guys pull down my panties while feeling up my
smooth legs some more. They steadied me so they could pull both legs
off my feet and got the shorts out as well. Then I felt them untie my
sneakers and pull them one at a time off my feet. Occasionally one
would stroke my legs or kiss my thighs, or lick my hip, as the other
one would be undressing me.

	"Now. Spread `em, bitch," Bert said playfully.

	I was shaking now harder than ever, but managed to put my feet
about two feet apart so my pussy was totally exposed. I tried to bend
forward and shove my butt just a bit back so they couldn't see so much
of me, but I felt Bert's hands on my ass as he pushed forward.

	"NO. No," he said. "We're going to see what we can see.
Don't fight it, baby."

	I could feel his other hand on my pussy.

	"Now look at these ripe little cheeks. Pussy cheeks. Like
they're pouting or something. Looks like two halves of a peach, don't
it?"

	"Oh, yeah. And she's got peach fuzz too. Pretty blond
pussy."

	"Look at the tender lips! So soft and juicy. Look at them
puff out and poke out."

	I could feel a finger going over and over my pussy lips.

	"Don't they look just so sweet?"

	"Yeah, man. They sure do," Steve replied. "Let me taste."

	And I felt a tongue on my pussy lips and almost jumped outta
my skin. I was uncontrollably shaking and so fucking hot I shoved my
pussy against the lips, but they left my pussy and traveled up my
tummy to my tits as a finger shoved its way into my cunt.

	I humped against it, swirling it around inside me. Trying to
cum and cum and cum. But the finger left my cunt and mouth left my
titties.

	"Well, I'm going to leave you two alone for awhile. Suzi?"

	"Yes?" I answered, muffled as much by my fear and lust as by
the pullover which still obstructed my sight.

	"I want you to do everything Steve says. Got that?"

	"Un, huh," I nodded. "But why can't you and I just.."

	"Shut up! If you don't mind Steve, he'll punish you. I told
him what to do and he'll do it. Got that?"

	"Boy, I sure do," I heard Steve say.

	I asked you if you got that!" Steve yelled at me.

	"Yes, Steve. I understand," I said. I was softly crying now.
Partly due to Steve's having to yell at me and partly from my
embarrassment.

	"Bye, now."

	And I could hear him walk away.

	"Oh, Suzi. You can take off your shirt and let your hands
down," Steve instructed.

	I did as he said and then tried to cover up with the pullover,
putting it over my cunt.

	"Oh, no you don't. Drop it and come here."

	I was still crying a bit and shaking a lot. But I want over
to him where he sat on a low stump. He motioned me to kneel down
between his knees and I complied.

	"I hear you've learned how to suck cock real good. Is that
right?"

	I closed my eyes, still crying, and nodded. I wished was a
thousand miles away. But not until I was satisfied.

	Steve stood up. "Pull down my pants and suck my cock."

	My hands fumbled with his belt. I was never very good at
taking off a belt backward, but I managed to free it and then I
unzipped his pants, my hand pushing past the beautiful bulge. I
grabbed the jeans and his underwear from the top and started pulling
them down. I only got a few inches and I stopped. I just couldn't go
further. I was too embarrassed.

	"Let's go, bitch." And he slapped me. Not hard, but enough
to surprise me and to really make me start crying. I was fumbling
with his jeans and shorts, pulling them down, and crying like a baby.
Even when I saw his hard cock poking out (and BOY I wanted to grab it
and stuff it into me after licking it and sucking him off), I kept
crying, tears running down over my cheeks and the sun shining in my
face, and a big cock before me.

"Come on!" And I pulled his shoes off and his jeans and shorts over
his feet. "Now show me your stuff, Suzi. Suck me, and do it good!"

	"Please, no. I don't want to. Please."

	"Shut up and suck it. You know you want it, now suck!"

	"No, I don't want to," I lied. I just want to go home and go
to bed." I was crying and shaking uncontrollably now.

"You're going to suck or you're going to suck," Steve slapped me
again, harder than the last time.

I just knelt there, crying.

"Okay, bitch. You're going to get a spanking! Right NOW. Young
lady, lay over my lap. Right the fuck now!"

	He slapped me again and sat down. I was really scared now,
and I remember what I'd said to Bert. "I'll suck you. I'm sorry," I
cried.

	"TOO THE FUCK LATE. NOW GET YOUR ASS HERE!" Steve was really
angry and slapped me again, real hard. I could feel the tears splash
off of my cheek.

Meekly, I stood and lay over his lap. I could feel his hard cock
shoved in my tummy and he seemed to push against me, rubbing his cock
into my belly. His right hand, over my ass, began to squeeze, not too
hard, but enough that I knew he meant business. His left hand held my
back down over his lap as he poked his cock into my stomach.

Soon I felt his right hand raise up and come down, SMACK, onto my left
cheek. I was crying, again, and harder. The pain wasn't so bad, but
the humiliation was very real. His hand raised and fell, smack me
over and over. After about the fifteenth slap, I started to feel REAL
strange. I was still crying, but now I was hot as the devil.
GODDAMN! I started squirming all around in his lap, and even reached
down and started squeezing and gently pumping his hard dick, shoving
it all over my tummy as he spanked and spanked and spanked me. I
cried and pumped. Pretty soon, I felt his hand leave my back and
start feeling up my little titties as he keep spanking me. I LOVED
IT! He was slapping my ass and squeezing my titties and shoving a
finger in my mouth, and I was pumping his precious cock, the cock I
loved so much the other night and still loved now. I kept crying, now
out of lust, and didn't even really notice when he stopped spanking me
and started feeling up my naked ass and feeling my pussy from behind
and sticking a finger in me. I was rubbing all over him and trying to
get him to cum on my tits or belly and he fingerfucked me. We were
HOT AS SHIT! And we both knew it.

Suddenly he seemed to snap out of it. I felt his finger stop in my
pussy and his other hand stop. I tried to get him going again by
squirming all over him and jerking on his cock, but he wasn't budging.
Then he stood up, and I fell on my back on the ground.

	"I said, SUCK MY COCK!"

	God his cock, ridged and deeply veined, looked beautiful and
obscene at the same time. It pointed up into the air bursting with
life. As he stood there, framed by the few soft clouds, his cock
pointing to the blue heavens, it felt like the world fell out beneath
me. There was the rod and the staff of life, and here was I,
worshiping before it. I stopped crying, and as he sat down on the
stump, I picked my self up, knelt before him and gently took hold of
his magnificent cock and softly wrapped my lips around it, letting my
little tongue caress the underside beneath the head. I let him slip
deeper and deeper into my mouth, as I tried to keep the underside well
stimulated with my swirling tongue, and the whole shaft excited by
making my lips slide tightly over the ridges and bulges.

	He started thrusting deeper and deeper into my small mouth,
and I tried to keep up with him. I was horny as SHIT but I was trying
to give him a good blow job before my needs were met. I wagged my ass
in the air behind me, but could get no relief. I just kept sucking
his beautiful godhead cock and feeling his legs and flat belly and
bulging biceps as he fucked my mouth and, occasionally, felt my tits
and pulled my head further into his lap, thrusting and rolling his
cock around in my mouth.

	Suddenly, I felt someone grab my hips, one hand on either
side, and I could feel a cock push against my pussy lips from behind.

	I was really scared. Who was it? I wondered. I couldn't see
and when I went to look, Steve clamped his hand on my neck and shove
his cock even deeper into my mouth.

	The cock behind me got its head into my pussy even though I
tried to clamp my legs from behind. Now I had had it. I couldn't
stop. I had to have that cock in me from behind, and I had to feel
Steve's cock thrusting into my mouth.

I pushed back and forth, getting the cock further and further into my
tight, slippery cunt. Inch by agonizing inch the cock came deeper in.
I could feel my pussy cheeks puff out as it shoved further and
further, and I could feel the pussy lips dripping around the cock.
Meanwhile I pumped on Steve with a hand and slurped his cock as he
pumped into me and as the cock behind finally hit my depths and I
squirmed against the man's belly behind me before he pulled back and
started slowly trusting in and out with short strokes first then
deeper and gradually deeper. I felt sure it was Bert, but the cock
seemed a bit longer and a great deal thicker. But I was too hot to
think very clearly.

	I was getting it good from both ends now. Both cocks
coordinating their thrusting so neither fell out, and both going the
distance, as they say. The thrusting came harder and harder and,
seemingly, deeper and deeper, plumbing my very depths and filling me
in the sweet hell of fuck and suck. I thought about the redhead for a
moment, and I was her in an ecstasy of confusion. And I also had a
hard dick that I pushed into her from behind. And I also had a hard
dick that she could suck. And I had two dicks, one to fuck her with
and one to let her suck at the same time. And I came back to myself,
and felt the hot cocks as they rolled in me like an ocean of snakes,
and the man behind grabbed my hips and crushed my tits, and I was two
seconds from REALLY BLOWING IT!

	I loved it! I was squirming all around and I could feel both
cocks were ready to explode in me. I was shaking my head as much as I
could and keeping up with Steve when I saw, out of the corner of my
eye someone else standing behind me, off to the side.

	It was BERT! It wasn't his cock in my cunt. That fat, hard
cock was someone else's! GOD! I wanted to scream. I want to run and
hide. But I was also starting to shudder and cum and cum heavily,
shaking all over and squirming my butt into the man behind. And Steve
grabbed my neck so I couldn't turn anymore, and he shoved harder and
quicker and deeper into me and I could feel his cock PULSE big like a
mountain of cock, and he shoved a glob of sweet, hot cum into my
mouth, and he kept thrusting, and the unseen man behind was thrusting
and pumping, and his hot cum seem to jump inside, and he kept
thrusting and humping, and I was CUMMING at the SAME time, jerking at
the end of two fat, hot lines like a fish at opening day caught with
two hooks, swallowed and gaffed, and Steve kept thrusting and pumping
loads down my throat, and the man behind was grabbing my titties and
squeezing them as he fucking came in me deeper and hotter and deeper
than ever before, and Steve kept pumping, then pulled his dick out and
squirted all over my face, and kept rubbing his cock around in the
slick, hot cum, then shoving it back into my mouth for another pump,
then out again, and I was shaking with an orgasm that hit me like a
railroad train, as the man behind kept grunting and shoving more and
more cum, now mauling my tits, and grabbing at my tummy, and shoving
his hand over my cunt, and sticking a finger in and over my clit and
he kept shooting hot load after hot load into me until I never thought
any of this would EVER stop, and I didn't want it to, every cell in my
body screaming for fuck and more and more and fuck, I was cumming like
an airplane crash, as I felt the cocks go deep in again and then stay
almost still except pulsing and pushed as far into me as possible,
dribbling out their last little strings of cum, I was shaking with an
intense orgasm from the gods, blessed with a fuck from Olympus, the
man behind kept rubbing my buns, my stomach, my tits, my cunt, still
pulsing and Steve still throbbing in me, now the man caressing me
gently and I could see Bert out of the corner of my eye come over to
me with the yellow pullover in his hand, and he stroked my back and
said something soothing like to a horse, I was crying with my orgasm
that was only now subsiding, and I kept pushing back into the man and
grabbing Steve's cock and trying to get it to go deeper into my
throat, and Bert spread the pullover over my eyes so I couldn't see
and tied it behind my head.

	What a fuck! I was weak with it. I was a saint with it. I
didn't care if I went blind with it. If could never see again.

	And I felt Steve's cock slip out of my mouth and gently rub
over my cheeks, and I kept licking at it. And the man behind, the man
with the long, thick cock, finally pulled his so slowly out while I
was trying to prolong the moment by shoving back into him and
squirming against his hairy belly, as he was feeling up my ass and
back, and I could feel his cock fall out and a sudden rush of air over
my cunt, the wound of my world, then he was wiping himself off on my
asscheeks, and rubbing his still hard dick up and down my crack from
behind, once even poking it gently into the opening of my little
asshole, just gently shoving, maybe the very tip got into the little
ring there, then pulling back and rubbing it up and down, still
feeling my little dripping cunt occasionally, or one of my tits, and I
kept squirming and whimpering with the deity of fuck surrounding me,
inside and out. And I felt abandoned in a world of sin and sorrow.
Naked on my haunches, trying to get Steve's cock, still throbbing, but
growing smaller, into my sweet little mouth.

	And the man pulled back and way, and I could hear him whisper
something to Bert, and Bert laughed and I could hear him putting on
his pants or jeans and then zipping them up and walking away, out of
the clearing. All the while I was still licking Steve and rubbing his
cock over my face, and I put one hand in my tail and fingered myself
back there.

	 God I was embarrassed. But I was fucked, too, and I knew
then and forever which mattered more! If ever thereafter I had to
chose between self respect and a hard cock, between dignity and dick,
well... It would be NO CONTEST! I needed stuffed. And I needed it
over and over again.

	I was exhausted and fell down and lay in the grass. Steve lay
beside me and caressed me tenderly from behind. I fell asleep with my
tit in his hand, the pullover still tied behind my head.

	We woke a few hour later, Steve's cock in my rump, but too
pooped to pop up. He took off my blindfold, we kissed, dressed each
other -- we took a long time doing this! -- and walked back to the
house. It was getting dark.

	Neither Bert nor Steve ever told me who was fucking me from
behind that day, and I only asked once. To tell the truth, I didn't
want to know. If I knew, I've be embarrassed when I would see him.
That is, if I would ever see him. This way, I didn't even know if I
ever ran into him or not. In fact, I didn't know who it was for over
three years. Then I knew I bumped into him all the time. But I
didn't know it then.

	The next day, after a slow tender fuck in the clearing, Bert
asked, "You wanta go to a formal dance with me?"

	I blushed. Bert was asking me out on a formal date! I was
thrilled.

	"Sure, Bert. That'd be great. You sure you want to take me."

	"Suzi, you're something special. I really get off on you.
~And in you," he laughed. "Afterward maybe you can join a club."

	"What club?"

	"Just a club. You know some guys and girls." And, as though
in an afterthought, "We have a really good time."

	"Bert," I choked. "I love you. I'll do anything you say."
And he stroked my naked body and kissed me on the cheek. He was SO
sweet.

	"O.K. Dress up tonight. Borrow some clothes from Sarah.
Make yourself real sharp. Pretend you're going to a prom, kiddo." He
lit a cigarette and blew smoke over my tummy. Then rubbed me and
kissed my tits, letting smoke escape between licks. "Yep, tonight
after the dance you can join the Four-Leaf Club. Be ready by six.
First we'll go out and eat. We'll double with Steve and his date."
He stood up, "But maybe you better catch a nap before then. I think
you're going to need your rest." He smiled. "Come on. Let's get
back."

	And he pulled me to him and kissed me long and hard as I
melted in his arms.

	I couldn't wait!

			      Chapter 5

	That afternoon, after Bert had asked me to the formal dance,
was an exciting haze of preparations, enthusiasm, and anticipation.
Bert had asked me out! ME! I felt so grown up and adult. Like I was
going on my first real date, if you don't count hand-holding in a movie
and kissing after you and some girls meet some boys at the theater or
the mall.

Anyway, that was all I was used to. And though I'd gone to dance
class, I'd never been to a formal dance except the one at the end of
the class, and that doesn't really count.

	Needless to say, I couldn't take a nap even if I'd wanted to,
and I didn't.

	After showering and setting my hair, etc. Sarah and I picked
out a low cut, formal white dress for me to wear. It came down just
over my knees. I also wore a pink bra, white high heels, white nylons
held up with a red garters, pink panties, and a pink slip. BOY! Did
I feel grown up. I looked in Sarah's full-length mirror and I thought
I looked simply delicious! So big and sophisticated and yet sweet and
innocent at the same time.

	Sarah had already left with her date (she was also going to
the dance) before Bert called down the hall to see if I was ready.
BOY WAS I!

	As I walked down the hall Bert gave a low whistle. "You look
great!" he said. "Doesn't she, Dad? Doesn't she look marvelous?"

	Uncle Bert set his paper down and said, "Yeah, she looks fine.
Fine, indeed. Very pretty. So grown up, little niece. You look real
nice."

	I blushed at all the attention from these two as Bert pinned
some flowers on my dress. We walked out and got into his 1954 Chevy.
Well, really it was both his and his Dad's car. They had found it in
someone's barn and spent over two years reconditioning it. Now it was
in mint condition. Two-door, white over yellow. Bert had waxed it in
the afternoon and it shone brightly in the late afternoon sun.

	 We drove over to Steve's house and picked him up. I sat
between him and Bert as we went to pick up Steve's date, Julia. Steve
was a perfect gentleman on the way over, but he did peck me lightly on
my right cheek when he got in. The rest of the way over to Julia's
house, he talked about how much he liked my dress and how grown up I
looked. You know, nice talk. Real sweet.

	Steve went in to get his date and I almost dropped a load when
I saw who "Julia" was. SHE WAS THE REDHEAD! The beautiful redhead
I'd seen in my dreams and in moments of fantasy. Julia. Now I had a
name. I wish I was Julia. I wish I knew more about her. I wish I
looked more like her. I wish my breasts were as developed as Julia's
were.

	I had to get out of the car for Steve and Julia to get in the
back seat.

	"Suzi, this is Julia. Julia Roberts. Julia, this is Suzi. I
think you've already met once before," and Steve gave a sly little
wink and grin, but he didn't dwell on it. Like I said, he was sweet.

	Julia seemed to be very gracious and friendly. She smiled at
me and said, "So very pleased to meet you, Suzi."

	I mumbled some pleasantries in return. God! All I could do
was stare at her. She was SO beautiful. She wore all pink except for
black net stockings, but not the cheap kind with the big spaces. She
was stunning. Her long white legs were clearly visible through the
black mesh. The pink dress which didn't quite reach her knees
accented her beautiful light red hair, and its low cut front allowed
me to see just the beginning of her breasts, the white tops of those
young, soft mounds. Her smile had a way of melting me on the spot.
It was broad and sincere, and her even white teeth seemed to sparkle
in the evening sun. God! She was beautiful.

	As she bent to get into the car, I couldn't help but to try to
look down her dress. I could see more of her beautiful tits, almost
down to the pink nipples, I thought.

	But then I realized that Bert, still behind the wheel, was
watching me trying to peak. He looked at me and almost laughed out
loud. But just winked, turned back in his seat, and restarted the
car. I was deeply embarrassed. Now it was me, and not the guys,
with all the dirty thoughts. I blushed and got in the car after
Steve.

	The dance was a dream. It was held at the local country club,
and everyone was SO grown up and polite and friendly, even to me, an
outsider. My dance card was all filled up after the first few dances
with Bert, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. The band was young and
many had long hair, but they played well and played a lot of slow
dances. The clubhouse ballroom had a mirrored globe which spread
fragments of starry lights all over the room. It was VERY ROMANTIC!
Bert and I had a number of dances together, and on the slow dances he
would hold me close and tenderly. I was in love. I was had. I only
hoped he felt the same about me. Steve was utterly a gentleman also,
and I knew I was also VERY FOND of him.

	The whole night I also kept my eye on Julia Roberts. We sat
together at the table and she seemed to take a very friendly interest
in me. I only wish my interest was just friendly. I seemed to be the
only one with bad thoughts, and I tried to wipe them from my mind.

	I would try to watch her dancing sometimes. I always wanted
to know where she was. And sometimes, she would see me and smile
back. I'd almost melt, and whoever I was dancing with would look at
me strangely because I had pushed myself against him in those few
moments. Then I'd catch myself, pull back, and try to put Julia out
of my mind. But it wasn't easy. My eyes kept drifting back.

	Once, at the table when we were both there between dances and
Steve and Bert had gone for drinks, I saw her bend over her dance card
and I raised up in my chair a bit to try to see more of her breasts.
I just couldn't help myself, it seemed. AND GOD! I think I saw the
top of her right nipple at the bottom of the cool, alabaster mound
cupped in her dress. She happened to look up right then and I lowered
myself quickly and turned away. I blushed. I was deeply embarrassed,
but when I looked back at her, she just gave me a warm, friendly
smile, that seemed pretty innocent even though it lasted a bit longer
than I would have expected.

	The last dance was heaven! It was slow and went on forever,
and Bert held me in his arms closely, but not sexily -- just VERY,
VERY, VERY romantic. And I was so proud to be there with him, and I
felt like he was MY MAN, and I was all grown up and at a real prom at
high school or something. God, I was happy.

	And every time I turned around, Julia seemed to be there, her
eyes half closed as she slow danced with Steve and smiled at me. It
was like magic. We seemed to be right near each other for the whole
time.

	Here were three people I really cared about, accepting me and
letting me be with them and making me feel SO accepted and grown up.
It was great! I wished the dance would never ever ever end.

	But of course, it did. And after applauding the band, and
collecting our things, Bert and I walked hand-in-hand into the magic
of a Maine summer evening with stars in the sky and lightning bugs and
a warm breeze and the smell of pine washing over us. My, it was
grand! I was with the man I loved in a land I was falling in love
with at just the right time in my life. If he would have asked me to
marry him right then and there I would have said "I do" a thousand
times.

	As we walked to the car, Bert stopped and hugged me closely
but like a lover should, nothing indecent. "You up for going with me
to see the ol' Four-Leaf?"

	"What?" I'd forgotten about what he had said about a club.

	"Our club. You wanta see?"

	"Yes, Bert, anything you say." I didn't want the night to
ever end.

	I sat close to Bert and held onto his right arm as we drove
down the main highway then turned off on a dirt road at the edge of
town. We drove for another 10 minutes, and I thought I could hear a
rustling in the back seat. I turned and saw Julia and Steve softly
kissing. It was just romantic, but I was a bit jealous. Strange as
it sounds, I wish I was kissing Julia, not Steve. But I turned around
and tried to concentrate on Bert. I kissed him softly on the cheek.

	"Um," he said, and smiled.

	I didn't know what I expected the club to be, but I certainly
didn't expect what I saw. The house, with the words "Four-Leaf" on a
large plaque over the doorway, looked like a country estate. It was
circled by large, freshly mown lawn and surrounded by woods except to
the front which looked over a lake. The lawn itself must have been 10
acres. It was huge, and a barn behind the house (I saw as we drove
past) held the tractor it took just to keep the lawn mowed. The house
had two stories with a veranda in front, a tennis court and swimming
pool in back. How, I wondered, did these kids get to come here? How
could they ever afford to rent a place like this? Little did I know
then that they actually OWNED the place!

	We walked into the huge main room (almost as large as the
ballroom we had just left) which had a very high ceilings and a
mirrored globe suspended from the center of the ceiling. Jesus, I
thought, someone holds dances here, too. There were a bunch of kids
(maybe sixteen when we arrived) from the dance already there, and just
then music began playing from a stereo along the back wall. Some of
the kids began dancing again, just like we'd never left.

	Two ping pong tables with paddles and balls were against the
far wall. And four guys began playing.

	More and more couples arrived until about 40 people were
there. Bert and I danced a couple dances while the place filled up
and in between I talked with some of the girls. An air of expectancy
filled the room with an exciting atmosphere. If I had know what was
to come, I would have run out then and there, but in the long run it's
probably best that things went as they did. At least I tell myself
so.

	Someone stopped the music and Bert stepped up to a mike that
was along the back wall.

	"Greetings, club members!"

	Everyone yelled "Greetings" back, as if on cue.

	"Tonight we have two new initiates. It promises to be a
fantastic ceremony!"

	Everyone screamed their approval. I just stood there enjoying
the fact that Bert, who I was with, was so important that he was
running the show. I felt proud and important to be with him.

	"So without further adieu..." Bert said, his speech rising
like a circus m.c., "will the two initiates please step forward?
James B. White and Suzi Q. Johnson, COME ON DOWN!!!!" Bert was
yelling now, having a good time and not the least bit self-conscious.
I was dazzled. So happy I could have been twins.

	I hadn't recognized my name. I was concentrating on Bert and
his importance. I saw one guy step forward and recognized him as the
guy who danced with me three times earlier. More than anyone else
except Bert. Even once more than Steve.

	"Come on, Suzi. Don't be shy, now," Bert laughed into the
mike.

	I was shocked! I felt the hands of some of the guys and girls
pushing me forward. I'm too shy to stand in front of these people, I
thought. Not me. Not me. I just wanta watch. Not me!

	But I couldn't say anything. I just walked (and was half
pushed) to the front of the crowd, almost falling over a curved mirror
that was built into the center of the floor. I slipped, but someone
grabbed my arm. I was embarrassed already, imagine how I would have
felt if I had fallen!

	"Come here, honey," Bert said when I got to the front of the
crowd. I walked to his side and held his hand, but I couldn't look at
the faces in the crowd so I looked down, feeling stupid as I did so.

	"How `bout a round of applause for our initiates?"

	The applause was gratifying but embarrassing. I felt myself
blush. If I had known what was to come, I certainly would have done
more than blush!

	"Let's see these two dance in the middle of the floor. In two
days they will be full members of ol' Four Leaf! So let's get a good
look at them."

	Again there was applause as the crowd let Jimmy and me step to
the middle of the floor. The lights dimmed a bit, the music started,
and several colored lights hit the mirrored globe. It was a slow
dance, and Jimmy held me loosely and respectfully. I remembered how
we had danced earlier, and it was the same now. Jimmy seemed just as
shy as me, and didn't try to draw me too closely to him. I thought he
seemed like a real nice guy and we could be good friends in the
future, being initiates together and all.

	But I was still apprehensive. Worried about the "two days."
About the club. What did they do? Was it just a social club? Dances
and picnics? Outings on the lake? I just didn't know. But going
there at midnight after a dance seemed strange, vaguely troubling.

	We danced for four or five minutes cheek to cheek, but softly
of course. I could hear people talking and when I looked at them I
realized that they were talking about us, about Jimmy and me. Some
were pointing at us occasionally and looking thoughtfully. Soon the
lights came back up and the music faded. We were left awkwardly in
the center of the floor not knowing what to do. For maybe 15 seconds
we keep dancing, but then the ridiculousness of the situation made us
stop. The crowd was strangely silent, now.

	We stood apart and looked at the crowd. They had somber,
determined faces. I looked around and saw Bert. I gave him a
questioning look, but his face didn't change a bit. it was stony,
strangely without any depth or caring.

	"Jimmy?" Bert said.

	"What?"

	"Sue?"

	"What?" I meekly questioned.

	"It's time for your initiation. Stand facing each other in
the middle of the floor."

	I didn't know what to do, but all the grim faces somehow told
me I'd better do as I was told. I found Julia's face, and even it
seemed hard, menacing.

	We walked to the center, looking down. But in the center,
built into the floor was a curved mirror, I think they call it
"convex." We didn't want to step on that. In my high heels, I'd slip
if I did.

	"O.K.! Now, take off each others clothes!" Bert barked.

	"One item at a time! Vary it. Boy, girl, boy, girl!"

	I could see by Jimmy's expression that he was just as shocked
as I was. I felt faint, and a hot flood of emotion swept through me.
I was betrayed! Shamed for anyone even thinking I'd do such a thing!
Belittle and confused. Panicked. And, yes -- you guessed it -- hot.
Just plain sexually hot. In the sweet fever of cock and cunt.
Thinking about naked skin and being exposed and having someone lick me
or having to choke on a fat cock or... Well, you get the idea.

	"Bert, what are you doing?" I whimpered.

	"Is this some kind of joke?" Jimmy asked.

	"This is no joke. You were told to strip each other. Now do
it!"

	"I'm going home!" Jimmy said and he walked toward the front
door. But the crowd was about five deep in that direction and they
pushed him backward, hard. He slipped and fell on his face cause he
slid on the mirror in the floor.

	"JESUS!" I said. "What are you doing? Stop it! Now." I
was already beginning to cry by this time, I think. It's a bit hard
to remember.

	"Jimmy."

	"Y-y-y-es?" He was scared now having come into contact with
the solid force of the crowd. The beast of raw, uncaring power that a
mob had, but this seemed contained, directed, well rehearsed.

	"Take off Suzi's shoes," Bert instructed.

	"No! Please, Bert." I was sobbing by this time. Confused.
Hurt. Hot.

	"Listen, Susan! Do as I say! If you don't..." The pause
was calculated to be menacing and it WAS! I felt fear to my very
core. His voice told me that no matter how bad it would be to follow
his instructions, it would be far worse to disobey.

	Jimmy was already cowed. His face was completely white with
fear and his hands visibly shook. He got down on his knees and lifted
my right ankle, steadying me, as he pulled off my right shoe then he
did the same with my left.

	Foolishly, I told myself that maybe it would end there. We'd
both have to take off each others shoes, then there would be a big
laugh and everyone kick off their shoes and dance in their stocking
feet until dawn. It even seem more romantic. Or maybe they'd get our
shoes off, blindfold us, make us stand on chairs and throw tacks in
front of us and then jump. That old one. Where they catch the tacks
in a blanket or something.

"Your turn, Suzi!"

I was still crying, but I felt a bit better and I knelt to take off
Jimmy's shoes. Then stood back up waiting for the ice to melt.

"Jimmy!"

"What?"

"Your turn!" Bert's voice was louder.

Jimmy had apparently fooled himself as I had. Now I could see his
hands trembling more and his face flush with resentment and anger and
fear. He seemed to be in a mild state of shock. As I was.

	Now he bowed his head and walked around behind me, his hands
fumbling with my zipper.

	I was really scared! I looked at Bert. At Steve. At Julia.
But I got the same stony stare from each. I wanted to curl into a
ball and disappear. I stared crying a little more. I looked
pleadingly around. The same stare! It seemed SO cold.

	Jimmy wasn't crying but he was scared. Finally he got my
zipper down then just looked around in shock.

"Come on! Pull it down."

I felt Jimmy's hands softly on my shoulders as he grabbed the
shoulders of my dress, trying to touch me as little as possible. "I'm
sorry," he whispered in my ear. And I truly think he was. But if he
was like me, he was getting a bit hot, too.

I felt the dress being pulled off my shoulders, over my arms, and down
my body. I felt it was best not to fight it and I was trying to be as
passive as possible so as not to incite the crowd. Maybe this would
be it. They'd see me in my slip and then we'd all start dancing. Or
maybe all the girls would strip to their slips and come over and hug
me. I wanted to feel Julia's naked arms around me when we were both
half dressed. I wanted to feel her lips on mine...

	But I was still crying, probably because I knew this wasn't
going to stop with my slip. We were on a long slide, and wouldn't
stop until we hit the bottom. I was just fooling myself if I tried to
believe anything else. I could feel the fear in the pit of my stomach
along with, I must admit, my confused sexual desires.

	I was now standing in front of a crowd of formally dressed
people in only my slip. Those who seemed so accepting, those with
whom I had felt I belonged just a short time before, now seemed
menacing and strange. Aloof. And I felt like a small frightened
child in the midst of a city of adults. This was a one-ring circus
and I was its naked clown.

	"Take off his jacket!" Bert's abrupt order brought me back
from my reverie.

	I felt so helpless and even more naked and afraid than Jimmy.
I walked over to him and he tried to comfort me. He nodded slightly
and softly whispered, "It'll be alright. Go ahead." I took off his
jacket from behind and, on Bert's order, removed his cummerbund as
well.

	"Now her slip!"

	Jimmy looked at me apologetically, but I could tell the
prospect excited him. I could see a bulge in his pants! Although he
still tried to befriend me. He knelt down and pulled up my slip.
Apparently he didn't know that all he had to do was pull the straps
over my shoulders. I could hear a few girls giggle as he pulled it up
my legs, over the tops of my white stockings -- bringing my red
garters into plain view! -- and up my thighs. I felt Jimmy's fingers
on the backs of my naked thighs and thought I was going to burst. I
was still crying, and now I started that old familiar shake, the shake
of lust and confusion and humiliation and, well, just plain wanting
COCK!

	His fingers proceeded to pull across my pink panties and tummy
as he pulled the slip higher and I raised my arms as he brought it to
tit level. Again, his fingers scraped my tits through the little pink
bra. I realized that he was probably trapped in a prison of lust as
well, and though he wanted to be respectful of me, he couldn't help
himself. I forgave him that.

He stumbled a bit getting it over my head and off my arms, and bumped
into my almost naked body, but I'm sure that this was not intentional.

I was in pink bra, pink panties, and white stockings, held up by
violent red garters, in front of the crowd. I felt like I was going
to be sick. But I managed, through my crying and shaking fingers, to
take off Jimmy's shirt. His chest was pretty broad and he had fairly
strong arms for a young teenager. But I was too scared to notice
much. Then, when Bert told me to take off his pants, too, I almost
dropped!

	I undid his belt and couldn't go on. I looked at Bert, but
all he did was sneer. I looked up at Jimmy, and he quietly nodded
encouragement to me. I think I loved him then. We were both so
vulnerable and alone and he could have been, as I was, consumed with
self doubt and loathing and pity and fear, but he was concerned with
me instead. What a nice guy, I thought, but I was still very scared.

	As I undid his zipper my hand went over his bulge and, again,
my heart almost stopped. What a cock!, I thought. Boy, I'd love to.
.. But I was still crying scared and had to go on. I pulled his
trousers down and my hand accidentally (I think it was accidental, at
any rate) rubbed against the back of his cock through his boxer
shorts. The effect -- beside the hot flood of lust in me -- was his
cockhead poked out of the opening! I was dumbstruck. I was eyeball
to eyeball with cock (it was pink and lovely, like a little pony
poking its head out of the stall at sunrise). I could hear a bunch of
the girls and some guys, giggle and laugh. Hard as they tried to be
to us, the sight of a guy with the head of his naked cock sticking out
was too much to bear.

	Jimmy blushed all over and stuffed the beautiful apple- shaped
cockhead back in. I looked at him, hoping he wouldn't blame me. He
didn't. He looked at me in a way to show he understood. And I took
off his pants.

	I was on an emotional roller coaster. I didn't know what to
feel. Shame or lust or fear or... I felt like all my insides were
being rearranged all at once. Everything was hot and gooey and
slipping and mucking about. My insides felt like outsides and the
outsides, in. There were no borders anymore. Maybe there never were,
but I felt as though I had suddenly lost all moorings and was adrift,
and I was used to stability. I NEEDED it. But it wasn't to be had.
All sense of order and propriety and human dignity and mutual respect
had be violently wrenched away from me. I felt like I was lost and
like even if I was found I'd never be at home in the world again.

	"Jimmy, peel those stockings off the bitch!"

	Jimmy tried one last stand. "Isn't this enough! Haven't you
seen enough. What do you want? Huh?" He was shouting and they let
him. "What the fuck are you trying to do. Maybe we don't want in
your stupid club. Maybe you can go fuck yourselves. Fuck you! Fuck
you! You son-of-bitches. What the hell do you want? Huh?"

Bert's voice was low and steady, "We want you to do what you're told."
The calmness in his voice made it all the more frightening.

	Jimmy, barely holding back his tears, dropped to his knees in
front of me. He grabbed my right thigh above the stockings for
support (though his hand directly and surely on my naked flesh made me
jolt and start shaking even harder -- I felt like I was going to lose
my stomach). Then he grabbed my bright red garter and began pulling
it and my white stocking off my leg. I could see my tanned and pink
flesh emerging from the soft white casing of the stocking.

	"Slowly!" Bert said.

	Jimmy slowed down and, I cannot blame him for this, began to
caress my thigh, knee, and calf and he pulled the pink stocking off my
firm leg. I was crying, sick, and embarrassed, but fucking HOT, too.
I lifted my leg and pointed my toe for him to take the stocking off.
I wished everyone would disappear and he would eat me right there! He
did the left leg the same way only a bit slower and caressing, even
squeezing once or twice, all the way. My crying and trembling seemed
to increase.

	"Now. His tee-shirt and socks."

	Everything was swirling and bumping around. I pulled his
tee-shirt up and off, rubbing into him as I did -- no longer was it an
accident. I WANTED FUCKED! And I could see his white, hairless
chest, fairly muscular (only not like Bert's or Steve's) through the
sheen of my tears. Then I took off his socks, with shaking fingers,
slightly caressing his thighs as I did.

	But I could feel black bile in me rise as I stood up again, in
my little pink bra and panties.

	"Her bra!" Bert barked.

	Jimmy went behind me as I began shaking and crying harder. I
could feel his hardon poke in my right cheek as he struggled to unhook
my bra. He rubbed it around a bit, I'm sure on purpose, but I didn't
blame him. I was too fucked up to blame anyone anymore.

	As he remove my bra and the cool air hit my little pink
titties there in front of everyone, so everyone could see, I fell to
my knees in shaking dry heaves.

	There I was, with only panties on, puking (or, rather, trying
to puke) through my tears for all the world to see. Coughing and
choking, I spasmed as my stomach lurched and lurched, and I shook and
lurched like a dog in front of everyone. I was sick as shit! My
crying came in loud gusts between empty heaves. My hands would go to
my mouth and then to the floor. I tried to snap out of it, but I no
longer had any control. EVEN MY BODY HAD BETRAYED ME! I shook with
lust and shame and fear, and heaved, tears pouring out of my eyes, and
nobody said a fucking word. They all just watched and watched.

	Soon, I felt a cool hand on my brow. I looked, and through my
tears and embarrassment, still with a few short heaves, I could see
Julia. Her sweet face was looking directly at me with understanding
and sympathy.

	"Relax. Don't you understand? We've all been through this,"
she said comforting me. "A lot of girls and some of guys have even
gotten sick. You're not alone." And she stroked my hair and back as I
kept shallow heaving for several minutes and then settled down
somewhat.

	She was right. I shouldn't feel so bad. And to think, JULIA
came over to comfort ME. Hell, I felt a better. I was still shaking
some, after the heaves had passed, and still crying, but Julia had
strengthened me. I felt better and was able to stand again, even
though I was almost completely naked in front of a crowd of mostly
strangers, all of whom were dressed to the teeth.

	Bert looked at me, a little more sympathetically, I thought,
but said only, "His shorts."

I gulped and wiped my face, pushing some of my tears aside, and let my
shaking hands go top the sides of Jimmy's shorts. As I gripped the
elastic, I seemed to feel that Jimmy was, perhaps uncontrollably,
shoving his pelvis somewhat forward. I wanted to pull his shorts down
fast, to get it over with, but before I started Bert told me to do it
slowly, do I closed my eyes and started pulling them down. I could
feel the tug of his boner as it caught in the elastic and the sudden
release as it sprung free. I could hear some ohs and ahs from
several girls. One even said, "Yum. Yum."

	I was scared as shit, but I couldn't keep my eyes closed.
There was his COCK! Still bouncing and swaying slightly right in
front of my face. It was hard and strong, not as ridged as Steve's,
not as dark as Bert's. It was a young, teenage cock with a bold pink,
apple-shaped head, still a bit plump, with some baby fat on, but able
to be firm. A bopping, muscled, mouthing cock beating a tattoo of
lust into my heart. Scrolling a scrimshaw of hot sex on my Irish
tooth. Fat and pink as a baby! BOY! YES, fans, IT'S A BABY BOY!

	I was HAD! My sex drive was in forth, but my fear was in
reverse. Where to go? Where to go?

	"Off!" snapped Bert, and off they came. Jimmy stepped out of
his shorts and stood there before me. I was on my knees. I simply
couldn't move. I wanted to pop that fat little cock in my mouth and
warm it up. It must be cold, I thought in my confusion of sexual
lust. It must be looking for its mother! Here, honey, I thought, I'm
over here. Just let me get my little lips around...

	"Go ahead and touch it," Bert said.

	I reached up and grabbed the baby's red head and squeezed. It
*was*. It was soft as a baby's cheeks. But warm and alive. It kept
pulling up as I pulled slightly down. Wonderful! I wanted to nurse
it. I wanted to nurse on it.

	But then I realized where I was and let go, terribly ashamed
for what I had done. I wanted to fuck it and everybody now knew. I
wanted to stuff it in my mouth, feel it swirl over my tongue, jump
like a goat and spit down my throat. Now everybody knew. I was a
shameless slut! They could all see through me. I'll bet I blushed.

"Stand up!" Bert said.

I stood and Jimmy, on his own, now walked up to me and held me close
to him. I could feel his whole body next to mine! He was BUCK NAKED
and I only had on my little pink panties. He held me close, as if to
comfort me, but I could feel his dick lurch against my tummy, and I
think I could feel him push it around a bit.

	He held and rubbed my young back, gradually letting his hands
roam down to my ass. He grabbed both cheeks and squeezed, rubbing
them as he did. I felt one of his thumbs, outside my panties, go up
and down my little ass crack.

	All of a sudden I could see what he was trying to do! The
darling boy was trying to take my mind off of my fear and shame and
trying to make me hot so I wouldn't get sick again. He was stroking
my furnace so the whole world wouldn't turn upside down. God, he was
considerate! Most boys would only thinking about themselves at a time
like this, but NOT JIMMY. He was trying to get me FUCKING HOT so I
wouldn't be so freaking scared.

	Then Jimmy slid down my little body, rubbing against me and
feeling up my little titties and tummy and back, and grabbed my pretty
pink panties from either side and began to pull them down slowly.
When he got to the top of my cunt crack, he licked my belly and
grabbed my ass. I WAS GOING TO FUCKING CUM RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF
ALL THOSE FUCKING PEOPLE! I thought, but I got real sacred and tried
to pull away from Jimmy, but he pulled me back, squeezing my buns and
shoving a thumb up and down my ass crack, almost down to my virgin
butt hole, and I could feel myself push back against him as my body
refused to do as my brain ordered. Then Jimmy exposed my little blond
cunt for all to see and I could hear ohs and ahs from a bunch of the
boys and, strange to say, from some of the girls, too, I think.

	When I stepped out of my pink panties and Jimmy stepped back,
to look at me, his hard cock bobbing in front of him, I realized we
were both more naked than jaybirds (because jaybirds have feathers!)
in front of ALL THESE FUCKING PEOPLE! I didn't know what to do, so I
just stood there trembling and sobbing quietly while I felt myself
juiced up sexually, really squirming inside and all. I kept my hands
awkwardly to my sides and tried not to appear too dumb and look at the
floor or close my eyes, but not face anyone either, but I found myself
gazing directly at Jimmy's hard, apple-headed dick.

	I was STUCK. Still crying a bit, hot as hell, stark naked in
front of 40 teenage boys and girls, all of whom were dressed to the
teeth, in suits and formal dresses, high heels, etc. And only a short
time ago I had been at a fancy ball and I felt like I was in heaven.
NOW here I was, embarrassed out of my mind, having cried and pleaded
with the man I loved (and the man who now barked orders at Jimmy and
me), having fallen to my knees in dry heaves, and having been stripped
naked, piece by piece in front of the entire crowd to my eternal
humiliation, and NOW I was looking down the loaded barrel of Jimmy's
ripe cock! Jimmy, who at first had seemed as shy as I was, appeared
to be more sexually aggressive as he stripped the last items from me,
feeling me up and even licking the top of my crack and touching my
titties and ass cheeks, but I believed then as now that he was only
trying to help me get over the hump, so to speak, that he was trying
to get me excited so that I would stop crying and worrying and being
scared. He wanted to help, not like some boys who would only think of
themselves at such a time.

	"Suck him, Sue," Bert's voice was low but firm.

	"What?" I had started crying a bit more again as I realized
this affair was not going to be over with our disrobing.

	"Suck his cock," Bert said, then, "Like I taught you."

	Now I was even more embarrassed. Bert had talked about me
sucking him in front of all these people! My crying was more
pronounced, my shaking a bit more intense.

	"Come on."

	Jimmy sympathetically nodded encouragement to me. He was
really trying to help me through this, a step at a time. He walked
over to me and held me by my shoulders in a brotherly sort of way, but
his dick poked me in the stomach and he moved it around a bit on my
soft skin as he held me. "Go on, baby, you can do it." He took my
hand and brought it too his prick, and as he kissed me lightly on the
lips, I couldn't help but squeeze his cock softly and give it a few
tentative pumps.

	BOY it was something! Hot and hard, but smooth with, as I
said before, a bit of baby fat still on it. I was HEATIN' UP FAST!
But I still didn't want to get down there on the floor and suck his
cock in front of all those people.

	We just stood there for almost a minute softly kissing me
while I was still crying and lightly pumping his cock as he pushed it
back and forth, touching and rubbing it on my stomach occasionally. I
was getting hotter and hotter, but at the same time I was scared,
because I knew I'd have to DO IT. I'd have to kneel down, buck naked,
and suck a boy's cock in front of a bunch of people. Yet, and this
was the first time I think I realized it, the humiliation was adding
to my sexual heat. I mean, I really didn't want to suck a cock in
front of people, but... well, I really did, too. (Maybe that's why
I'm writing my sexual autobiography biography -- the humiliation
itself seems to do something for me... I don't know what.) I just
knew I was really scared but that I also REALLY wanted to taste that
cock.

	I grabbed it from behind the head and, in front of all those
kids, started shamelessly rubbing it all over my belly while I began
kissing Jimmy harder and then frenching him with my tongue and his
squirreling around and then me squirming a bit against him. I was
still was crying a bit, but I started sliding down Jimmy's hard body,
still squirming a bit, trying to rub against his naked skin. When I
got my titties to cock level, I couldn't help but stop for a moment
and rub the fatty ripe head over both of them. GOD, that felt
naughty. And nice. I slid down to my knees and just looked at it for
a minute. Jimmy was still pumping into my hand a bit, his hips going
back and forth a bit, his breathing shallow.

	"Oh, yeah," he said.

	I think he was really into it now, and I was so grateful for
him getting me hot that, even though I was still scared, I licked the
tip of the soft apple head while still pumping him. GOD, it was nice!
Then, to my ever-lasting shame, I let my little lips circle the head
and let the head slide softly into my mouth. JESUS! IT WAS
FANTASTIC. What a great cock! I grabbed Jimmy's butt with one hand
and reeled him in, squeezing his buns. I got two then three and four
inches in while my hand still worked him over. I remembered to swirl
my tongue under the head of his cock, a sweet cherry of flesh, and I
remembered to licked him further down, keeping my lips real moist and
tight, waving and wagging my tongue back and forth on the underside,
and softly moaning. Bert had taught me and taught me well. And I
knew I was so far into it that my ass was swirling around in the air
behind me and my pussy was sticking out and everyone could probably
see it.

	Soon Jimmy's whole cock was just covered with my saliva, and
my hand slipped and slid up and down the sweet tube as I sucked and my
arm hugged his butt. Jimmy pushed harder and harder and held my head,
really pushing himself in. But I was ready. BOY, WAS I HOT! I stuck
my ass higher in the air, shaking it and rolling it around, wishing
that the lights or the air or something would become big big big cock
and fuck me from behind. I wanted THAT CREAM. When I heard the crowd
muttering its approval, I remembered where I was, but even though I
realized that I was still crying and shaking from being so damn
ashamed at what I was doing, I still wanted CUM CUM CUM CUM CUM.

	I pulled his cock out and let him smear my saliva and his
juices all over my face while I licked at him and pumped him. Then I
kitty-tongued the jerking head some more, teasing it, and let it slip
back between my tightened lips. I let it out again and spread it all
over my cheeks and over my chin, while sticking my tongue into his
belly button and pushing my fingers up and down in his ass crack. I
felt SO WILD AND WICKED AND DIRTY AND GRAND, with his cock in my mouth
and my ass fucking the air. But I was still scared especially when I
noticed that some flashbulbs were going off. But I was TOO FAR GONE
TO REALLY FUCKING CARE, and I sucked that glorious cock back in.

	Now Jimmy grabbed the back of my head so I couldn't take him
out again and tease him. Golly, I thought, I'm going to get his cum
in my mouth and everyone will see. I was really ashamed and probably
blushed all over, but like I said, I was too far gone to stop, so I
pumped him faster and harder until he grabbed my head with both hands
and shoved it all the way down my throat and pumped and pumped and I
made my lips tighten and swirled my tongue as much as I could, trying
to feel every inch of his cock in my mouth, and he started spurting
burst after joyous burst down my throat, as I kept gulping him down
and pulling him in over and over, my butt in the air moving in tight
little short circles, and me gulping (breathing through my nose like
Bert had taught me), sucking him in like I was a baby goat sucking the
last drops from its mommy, and I wanted to sing and cry and run away
and fuck him right there and hide my head and... Hell! I wanted to
become THAT COCK. I wished I fucking WAS THAT COCK spurting a load
down past my red lips and down my pretty little throat or shoving and
rubbing itself over my titty nipples or tummy or... Well, you get
the idea.

And Jimmy had been groaning as he shot his load into me and pumping
his hips back and forth while holding my head and shoving me down on
his cock. God, he had a load! And he dumped load after load in me,
his cock still throbbing and hard as I finally was able to pull it out
and, gasping for breath, I kept rubbing it all over my face as it
spurted out its last little dribbles. And I licked it, too. God, I
love it then! And my tail was thrashing about around behind me in the
air for everyone to see, but I'd forgotten all the other kids until I
was shocked out of my dream of COCK AND CUM by their polite applause.

	JESUS! What had I done???? Everyone was looking at us. I'd
sucked this sweet cock in public and everyone had seen! And they had
also probably seen my cunt from behind as I pushed it back and let it
squirm in the air, like I was flying the flag of myself for all to
see. I was never so embarrassed in my life. But the evening was far
from over, and I was FUCKING FAR from being sexually satisfied. I
kept sticking his cock in my mouth and nursing on it as Jimmy got
smaller and smaller, but he kept pushing against me as best he could,
thrusting his hips at me while my own hips were, of course, still
going.

	Out of the side of my eye, I saw Bert motion to someone and
looked over to see two boys part the crowd, caring a low table. I
wondered what the hell was it for.

	They came up beside me and set it down. It only stood about a
foot off the floor. Like one of those tables the Japanese eat off of
or something.

	"Suzi!"

	"What?" I had to let the limp, wet cock slide from my mouth.
I wanted to pout, but I was still crying a bit and shaking since I was
still scared and embarrassed. At the same time I was hot as a goddamn
firecracker -- you know, like one of those firecrackers they dropped
from the Enola Gay. Boy, I was HOT HOT HOT! Everybody better stand
far the fuck back.

	"Get on the table."

	I meekly crawled up on the table on all fours. Now everybody
could even see my pussy better and see my little tits hang down. This
made me hotter, but the second I'd let go of Jimmy's slick dick I felt
like I was cut loose, all alone, and that made me even more scared and
embarrassed. My trembling, both from lust and fear, began in earnest
again and I couldn't stop.

	"No! On your back!"

	"No, please, Bert," I looked at him through my tears, choking
a bit, and still gulping for air.

	"Now."

	I laid down carefully on my back, with my arms around my
small, pink breasts, hugging myself, trying to cover myself and stop
the shaking at the same time. There wasn't enough room for my legs to
stretch out, so I bent them at the knees and held them tightly
together. I knew everyone could see me from behind, my cunt and all,
but I felt a bit better, a bit more secure with my knees held tightly
against themselves.

	"Jimmy."

	"Y-y-yes." Apparently some of the fear had returned as sexual
feelings had been drained.

	"Eat her."

	The second I heard that, my little butt automatically jerked
two inches up off the table surface. GODDAMN! I was going to get
eaten! I was going to get a hot tongue in my snatch, a licking in my
picnic basket! But then the thought that everyone would see me with a
head between me legs while I came, scared the shit out of me.

	Jimmy sank to his knees before me. "Open up, honey," I could
feel his hands on my little knees, gently prying them apart.

	As I gradually opened my legs, Jimmy's hands caressed my soft
inner thighs gently squeezing and rubbing up and down while pushing
out, helping me open my legs in front of all these people. I still
hugged myself and shook, softly crying, but Jimmy was trying to put me
at ease, trying to relax my fears and, at the same time, focus my mind
on my body so I would be hot enough to get through the night. What a
sweetie!

	Jimmy's hands came closer and closer to my cunt as my legs
widened. Then he slowly bent down, as if in a daze, and lightly
licked the tippy tops of my pink little pussy lips (which were now
exposed for ALL TO SEE!). GODDAMN! I spread my feet apart and
finally let my legs go wider and wider. I WANTED HIM IN ME. ALL OF
HIM! Not just his tongue or cock, you understand. EVERY FUCKING INCH
OF HIM! I wanted him to wear me like skin. Put me on like a wetsuit.
Crawl inside me like momma bear and snap me shut. I wanted the
outside in, kept down and round, sealed and healed. I wanted cranked.
I wanted dump fucked, rump sucked, and sump pumped. I wanted waddled,
wagged, and wafted. I wanted to MERGE, baby, MERGE. And not just
files, you understand. You can keep your mountain oysters. I wanted
the WHOLE HOG!

	Jimmy's hands and tongue had found an immediate response in
me. My butt started jerking up off the table and Jimmy got down to
some serious licking after shoving his nose and chin all over my
snatch fur, my soft cunt cheeks, and my pussy bone. I was leaking
and, as Jimmy smiled up at me, his face shone with my juices. WAS I
PROUD! Jimmy's mouth went back to my cunt as his hands caressed my
tummy and butt, one hand pulling me up to his mouth sometime and a the
thumb and forefinger of the other holding me open for his tongue. I
had gradually stopped hugging myself and even though I was still
crying softly and shaking a bit, my hands had started caressing my own
little titties, rubbing over the pink nipples and squeezing some.
JIMMY WAS DRIVING ME FUCKIN' WILD! He was a GOBBLER OF GASH. A
CONNOISSEUR OF CUNT. A PURVEYOR OF PUSSY. Sometimes he'd get a
finger or two in me while he was licking up toward the top of my crack
or gnawing on my nub, and I'd flop like a landed fish. I'd thrash
like a meat packer. Jerk like a juke joint on Sat'day Nite. GODDAMN!
I WAS HOT AS A FUCKIN' STRING OF FIRECRACKERS! EVERYBODY HAD BETTER
STAND THE FUCK BACK!

	As I was flopping there and squeezing my pink little titties
with Jimmy's tongue sloshing around my insides and my legs now
grabbing his head tight, now shaking and trying to open even wider to
get more of him in, I noticed the crowd had come closer and many of
them were getting a real eyeful. Now and then I could see the flash
of cameras, but I felt when I flashed it would blind everybody.
Suddenly I noticed that Julia had come around behind Jimmy and knelt
down a bit, but I didn't know what she was doing down there. HELL, I
was too far gone to give a fuck. Jimmy's tongue and roving hands had
brought me to the goddamn brink and now I was over, falling down free
fall toward Nagasaki or whatever. I started bucking with every tongue
waddle, every slurp and sip tripped my wire, sent me shaking with
lights spilling out of me all over, sound sucking back into itself
like a great womb of blasted silence, and words in my head breaking
down into hundreds of syllables, and the syllables spinning off into
letters, and the letters cracking into ten billion black brick, and
the brick breaking to bits, and the bits pulverized into black sand
then dust, and then it all vaporized into scalding black steam,
cracking my heart and scalding my bowels, and burning my womb. I
could feel black lightning ripping up and down my sides. My toenails
snaked and frazzled. My tongue burnt to a stump. And I goddamn came
and came and came and came and came -- a fucking chain reaction that
could have blasted silhouettes onto the sides of brick walls, melted
the fucking sky, spit a shock wave that could have heaved down to the
ocean floor and brought it gushing up, spinning. I MEAN I CAME, SAW,
CONQUERED, AND CAME SOME MORE!

	I could hear ohs and ahs from the crowd as people pushed
forward to see. My legs over Jimmy's back, now, thumping him with my
feet, then rubbing and squirming them up and down his sides, then
wrapped around his head, trying to pull his face up my cunt. I
COULDN'T FUCKING STOP. I kept cumming and cumming and cumming. Even
after Bert and another guy pulled Jimmy back (and I heard Bert say
"Whoa, Big Fella" to Jimmy), my hands shot to my cunt and my fingers
started doing their ol' naughty dance in me bringing up and over the
damn time after time... I WAS ELECTRIC!

	Then I felt someone pulling my hands away from my cunt and
pulling me up, or rather two people, girls, pulling me up by my arms,
but I wasn't done yet and wanted to fucking cum more and more and more
and never stop, but some guy slapped me and said, "Wait!"

	I was sobbing now, with a bit of embarrassment at having a
crooked, crashed, chain reaction climax in front of all these kids,
but also from the tonguing itself. They took the table away and
brought me and Jimmy to the center of the room. They pointed to the
curved mirror and told Jimmy to stand in it. He did without any
trouble. It was just gradually curved and only three or four feet
across. Then the two girls who had pulled me up and away from my cunt
playing, brought me to Jimmy. His cock was about 3/4ths hard again,
and I immediately grabbed it and started pumping. I WAS STILL HOT HOT
HOT HOT and my string of firecrackers was not even half finished. I
was kissing and squirming against Jimmy but the guy who had slapped me
grabbed my shoulder and said, low but firm, "Back off!"

	So I stood back, not touching Jimmy, and shaking with the
effort. I WANTED FUCKED AND FUCKED GOOD! AND NOW!

	I heard Bert tell someone, "Get the three incher." And I just
stood there trembling, naked in front of all those people who had damn
near seen me do everything but shit. I was still crying from the
tonguing Jimmy had given me and from wanted to jump his pole right
then and there, even if all these people could see.

	Two guys brought a small platform which they placed in front
of Jimmy and which had a fitting which kept it in place in the floor.
It was really just a step, a few inches high, and now it was all that
separated Jimmy and me.

	"Suzi?"

	"W-w-wh-wa-what?" I was choking now on both my embarrassment
and lust between my sobs. I was still hot as hell, but I'd got a bit
more scared as I looked around and saw everybody watching me. When I
looked down at Jimmy's nearly hard pole, I'd forget everyone again,
but then I'd hear the rustling of formal dresses or someone cough or a
flashbulb go off, and I'd come back to what everyone refers to as
"reality."

	"Stand up on the step."

	I did as Bert said. Now I realized what the platform was for.
It brought my cunt just a bit above the height of the base of Jimmy's
sweet pecker. God!, I thought, I AM. I AM going to get fucked. I
was excited as holy shit as I stepped up and I wanted to bounce up and
down on my toes, but I didn't dare. And I didn't even grab Jimmy's
cock again. I didn't want to get slapped.

	"Okay, Suzi. You can mount up."

	For a second I didn't know what he meant, but then I realized
he meant I should climb on Jimmy's cock. Gosh!

	Boy I wanted to, but I was scared again. Hot as I was, the
idea of having all these people watching me get fucked frightened the
piss outta me. But I looked back down at Jimmy's cock and all my
doubts, if not my fears, disappeared. I knew I had to have IT up in
me. That sweet, baby-fat cock with its pink, apple-shaped head. Just
think of it, snug and deep in me, spurting its sweet apple juice!
Gollygoddamn!

	I went up on my tip toes and grabbed his cock as Jimmy lifted
me up a bit around the waist. JESUS MOTHERFUCKIN' H. CHRIST
ALMIGHTY! I felt the head poking around my pussy cheeks looking for
an opening, then Jimmy slid over my pussy bone and we rubbed his cock
up and down along my pussy crack as we pushed and squirmed our bodies
together, my titties rubbing against his chest, both of us kissing
like bandits, then I raised up a bit, and still wiggling around, slid
down that thing and felt him sink in a little at a time. I could feel
the darling head part my pearly pink pussy lips, then pass into my
sweet tunnel, pushing out the cheeks and pushing out against me from
inside. GOD it was great! I could feel him slide in slowly inch by
inch. I kept wiggling my tail about as he lowered me both to help him
and to stimulate both of us as he lowered me onto him. He wasn't
totally hard, though, and when I raised up on my tiptoes for a second
thrust, he slipped out.

	"Wait!" Said Bert. "Hey, Red, you wanta do the honors?"

	Julia came forward. "Quit grabbing," she said as she went
over to Jimmy, made him step to the edge of the mirror, knelt down and
stuffed his cock straight into her beautiful mouth. She started
giving him a pretty straight forward blow job, from what I could tell,
but she kept twisting her head around real naughty like.

	I felt abandoned. I had been on my way to what had promised
to be another series of magnificent fire-cracker atom-bomb explosions,
and now I was watching darling Julia with that sweet cock of Jimmy's.
They were having fun with each other. What about me? I was standing
alone, naked and dripping in front of a roomful of strangers. Again I
felt the sudden sharp pain of humiliation welling up within me like
black bile, and knew I was going to begin crying again soon if
something didn't happen. My shaking started up all over, but whether
it was from lust or shame, I couldn't really tell. Probably a bit of
both. I could feel the air all around my naked body, cooling me a bit
where my juices had been leaking, and it felt like my titties and even
cunt stuck out two yards from my body for everyone to see.

	Soon, I could hear Jimmy groaning and squirming (while still
standing) under the ministrations of Julia's tongue. "Oh, yeah! Oh,
FUCKIN' YEAH, BITCH. DO ME DO ME DO. OH, BABY!" And his hands went
to her head and started shoving her down.

	Now I was crying for real. She was so beautiful. I wish I
was Jimmy's cock. I wish her mouth could wrap around me. Over my
head, and her tongue squishing all around like that, then over my tits
and around my waist. I wish she'd swallow ME! Why can't she swallow
me?

	I was crying like a hard rain. Lost and afraid and lonely. I
wanted SEX SEX SEX, but got air on my body only.

	As Jimmy started really poking into her and holding her head
down, she abruptly pulled back and slapped him as if he was getting
too fresh or something. She a nice girl, I thought. Like me.

	"Get the fuck over there now and FUCK HER!" Julia said.

	Jealous as I was at not being able to touch Julia, as ashamed
I was for being so naked in front of a crowd, crying and shaking...
I was PLUM glad when Jimmy came over with his dick as hard as
dynamite. SONOFABITCH! Then Bert came over and wrapped a belt around
our waists, pushing us belly to belly against each other. Jesus, I
wondered, what's that for? We both want fucking. We're not going to
run away. Doesn't Bert know that?

	But my attention shifted from the belt quickly as Jimmy
grabbed my waist and lifted me onto him. I was tighter now and scared
of his big, baby-fat dick, which seemed to have increased in diameter
as well as rigidity. GOD, I came down even slower feeling him part
the Red Sea of Me. His cockhead was probing where man had never been
before. They should name a fuckin' space ship after it, I thought.

That first stroke was long and hard. I felt like I would choke. My
sobbing came in big bursts as he shoved me down further and further,
and I pulled him to me and fuckin' rubbed up and down against him,
trying to feel all of him at the same time (the belt certainly didn't
stop our squirming motions!), kissing and licking his sweet face. I
wanted to wrap my legs around his back, but I was afraid we would fall
over if I did that. So I just let him lower me shuddering and weeping
down on his beautiful fat dick.

	FUCK! I was filled to the rim with him, but he wasn't
caffeine free. HELL NO! He had me at the edge and cranked, wired
with racing stripes, blue and zapped, and all with just that one
beautiful, fat, shuddering, choking stroke! I almost fainted to even
think of what the rest would be like!

	I cried out loud and slowly lifted up on my little tip toes,
feeling him slide big, and fat, and slow back through my canal,
feeling the weight of him and the suction, and every inch of that
fatty cock with its apple-shaped head push against the insides of my
cunt, preparing for another stroke as he bent and sucked in my little
right tit, pulling his cock down but not out, as they say in boxing.

	Then I heard a loud THHWWACK!!! and felt Jimmy shove fast and
sharp into me and he cried out, "WHAT THE FUCK!" pulling his mouth
dripping from my pink tit.

	Then I felt it, too. THHWWAACK!!!! my ass was all of a sudden
on fire, lifting up with the sharp pain, then falling back and Jimmy's
cock now half in, then THHWWAACK!!! and Jimmy shoved up far inside
yelling, his cock bloating up in me, and I was screaming "STOP!
STOP!" and tried to pull back, but the belt held me shuddering belly
to belly with Jimmy, and then THHWAACK!! and a broad pain spread over
my ass again and I went up on tip toes to try and get away, then came
down fast pushing against Jimmy as I heard TTHHWWACK!!! and Jimmy bit
my ear as he pushed deeper and deeper in while I was all the way down
and still confused with pain and now crying with both lust and HARD
pain, starting to gulp down air, then TTHHWWAACK!!!! and it felt like
my ass exploded, like it was blown the fuck off and I jerked up
feeling (and now I could notice it a bit more) Jimmy's SUPERHARD COCK
sucking down and out, but then I started coming down on it again as
TTHHWWAACK!!! Jimmy bolted way up my cunt and grabbed me now about the
waist as if he now wanted to keep fucking hard hard hard through all
the pain and, to my shame, I was starting to get into it too as I
rubbed against him, the belt holding our tummies each to each
quivering and shaking, taking him in on the upstroke and waiting for
TTHHWWAACK!!!! YOW, I came up again, feeling that barge they call
Jimmy's cock pull down through my slough, then came down again as I
heard Jimmy get it TTHHWWAACKKK!!! and I was hot as a string of
fucking firecrackers, and this time I looked and saw that we were
getting it in turn by two kids with pingpong paddles slapping our ass
cheeks in perfect timing for one of the GREATEST PAIN FUCKS OF MY
ENTIRE LIFE!!! they would take five turns each TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! then the
next two, without missing a beat, would jump in, paddle already ready
Freddie and TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! GODDAMN it was something, getting your ass tanned while
getting heartily fucked by Jimmy's fatty cock going up and down and us
squirming and thrashing and quivering in pain and our own juices just
rolling out, and I thought it would never stop, his BIG COCK in me
TTHHWWACCK!!! pulling up and down TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! and fucking grabbing at him while TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! getting spanked and having Jimmy try to sneak sweet
sucks on my titties between TTHHWWACCK!! HIS HOG like farmer Brown's
rooting in every corner of my pen, shoving and I could feel my pussy
cheeks puff out then TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! ol'
apple-head down again, sobbing and shuddering and rubbing my thighs
all over his and around TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and kissing and gulping for air and
breaking in half with the sweet pain, the thousand stinging sings on
each cheek TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! mashing my cunt
and pussy bone into his pelvis and twisting around, rubbing
TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and trying to push my
little tummy against his TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
and his cock seemed bigger and bigger like it was growing a couple
arms and a leg TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! and kept
pushing into me like a mountain into a mousehole TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! and our tummies, pussies, and cocks -- like I couldn't
even bother to remember whose was whose any more -- rubbing and
touching TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and I could feel myself going BIG
CASINO, splitting off into two then four then TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! eight, sixteen of me, countdown three, two, one and
clouds rolling quick away TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
crying and rubbing, choked with cock greed TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! and the sea trembled then lurched, boiling on the
surface TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! thirty-two, sixty-four, my juices
spitting out and sizzling as they hit the air and the floor, the belt
pulling, our tummies rubbing, the BIG COCK TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and all the air shoved out
of ground fucking zero so fast that buildings and trees blew away
before they could vaporize TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! one-hundred-
and- twenty-eight, jumping now UPANDFUCKIN'DOWNONJIMMY'S
SWEETHARDPRICK two-hundred-and-fifty-six GODDAMN! TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!! and I could remember that
everyone was watching and felt sore ashamed, that big cock and my
thighs squirming, up on tip toes then TTHHWWACCK!! and everything
TOOGODDAMNLATENOW TOEVENTRYTOFUCKINGSTOP!!! my string of firecrackers
going off while the plane pulls up and away, swerving hard, boards and
cows exploding in the air, skin ripped from bodies five fuckin' miles
away TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! five-hundred- and-
twelve TTHHWWACCK!!! the big cock breaking me in half goddamn and the
fucking sands melting to a sudden mirror then vaporized into the
screaming air darkness at the very center the fire ball rising over
our heads TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and we were now
really the fuck fucking had become death and life and pussy and sex,
Jimmy blowing up way inside, me imploding on COCK TTHHWWACCK!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! so deep I thought he'd found the fucking
NILE TTHHWWACCK!! and now it's a fuckin' fireworks factory workers
and all half the town gone TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
and me choking now one-thousand-and-twelve air rushing into the pocket
of silence and no hope left for anything the earth blasted a city gone
to shards and rubble TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! two-
thousand-twenty-fuckin'-four our bodies slamming and squirming,
tightening into each other TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! the belt
holding our sweating bellies together now squirming with each sweet
spurt TTHHWWAK!! and turning into each others bodies five-thousand-
fifty-eight TTHHWWACCK!! and it was too bright to even fuckin' look
at, a day in infamy squeezed out the sides of night and hell
TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! fuckin' TTHHWWACCK!!! even the devil
crying and us quivering in pain and fuck, tightening against each
other throbbing blasted spurt after spurt in me and I'm hugging and
kissing Jimmy TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and he's
grabbing my tits, now at his deepest reach inside be damned the
TTHWWACCK!!ing TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! the great
high pain, me shuddering with the richest fucking multiple set of
firecracker blasting orgasms in the history of warfare sign the
fuckin' treaty and get outta here TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACK!!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! and we're
laughing and crying with the pain and shuddering at the same time we
look down TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! holding each other tightly and
fucking TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!! TTHHWWACCK!!! our mouths mashing
pressed against each others, tongues in TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!
then the slapping TTHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!! TTHHWWACCK!!!s stop at the
same time we both see it there in the fucking mirror him still
shuddering and spitting another load into me and we're rubbing all
around on each other no more TTHHWWACCK!!s and the silence rushing in,
and I hear Jimmy giggling then we break out laughing and crying even
harder I can feel Jimmy's tears on my back as we see it there in the
floor it's so funny and we both the fuck realize how the club gets its
name still squeezing my tits now rubbing my HOT BUNS we're laughing
it's funny as we see we two see in the floor in the mirror there
jiggling before us our ass cheeks quivering and shaking there but
nothing else we're laughing at those four cheeks in the goddamn convex
mirror and they're like a trembling mass of flesh in four bright red
hot leaves like a fucking red clover or something and we're laughing
and can hear the crowd break into bright applause and some cheering,
Jimmy still draining in me, and I can hear Bert's voice as he saw we
saw and he said loud so everyone could hear and join in the fun:

"YEP. You guys guessed it. That's the four leaves. That's why we
call ourselves the Four-Leaf Club. And," Bert laughed hardily,
"that's why everyone else calls us the Lucky Fuckers!!"

And we laughed and cried holding each other and grabbing at each
others' leaves, rubbing and squirming softly against each other, the
belt still keeping us dripping belly to belly, Jimmy's baby cock still
in my juiced-out pussy, still fat and happy in me and me so happy with
those last orgasms that must have singed everybody's hair and it's a
wonder there's a damn world to go back to and anybody alive in it, hot
damn, I could hardly stand up and I knew I couldn't sit down, hot
fucking damn!

	 And I can't exactly remember how I got down and out of there
cause I was in cotton and all with sweet dark at every edge of me.
But I do remember Julia -- sweet Julia, bright red hair so soft I
wanted to kiss her -- leading me out through the crowd and I was still
crying with the pain and the fuck and now embarrassed again in front
of everybody, but going through the crowd holding onto Julia's sweet
arm, and unsteady as hell up some stairs then in a locker room where I
lay on a bench on my side exhausted while Julia undressed and I could
see the sweet gauze of her flesh and then felt her next to me and
lifting me again, helping me into the shower where she stroked me all
over but didn't sex me up just cleaning me like you would a baby but
her hands all over my flesh, and I was melting with even the effort to
keep on my feet, so I leaned against the tile sides, then Julia lead
me into a steam room, hot with steam and the air burning my ass cheeks
and caught in my lungs at first, and she sat down and I lay down on my
side with my head in her sweet lap with her long legs stretching down
and away, and I could remember her soothing me through my soft tears,
saying "Shush, little Sue, it'll be alright. It'll be alright honey,"
the way you'd do it to a baby who just fell down, "Shush, little Sue,
go to sleep now, baby," and I was crying still but now also out of
sheer gladness at the rim because Julia was hold me and stroking my
face and hair and every now and then she'd stroke my shoulder then
maybe my little soft titty then back to my hair, and I was smiling and
drifting away in my soft tears no longer in spasms when I heard her
say, "It's all over now, baby. It's all over until tomorrow. So
hush, sweet Sue. Go to sleep. Go to sleep little baby," and I felt
all safe and warm but I'd heard that word "tomorrow," and I struggled
to open my eyes and finally could see her face, still drifting away
though, questioning her with my eyes, and she said, "Oh, Sue, don't
worry. Go to sleep. Go to sleep, little baby," and I wanted to but
that word "tomorrow" stayed in the air before me and finally she said,
"It's nothing to worry about now, sweet Sue. Go to sleep," but I
couldn't and kept questioning her with my half-closed eyes, "Oh, Sue,
go to sleep. Don't worry about it now. All that happens tomorrow is
you get initiated by all the girls in the morning and then by all the
boys in the afternoon. It's nothing to worry..."

	AND I WAS WIDE THE FUCK AWAKE AND SAT UP THEN JUMPED WITH THE
PAIN IN MY ASS ON THE HOT BOARDS

	...but a deep blackness started at the edges of my sight
curving and narrowed quickly down to the pinpoint centers and I must
have passed out because the next thing I remember was...