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This has:  Bi Sex, Gang Bang, Anal, Bestiality-woman/dog.

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                                            Susie's Trip Home

When the bell finally sounded Susie Merton sighed with relief. She 
liked school and she was a good student, but it had been a long 
afternoon. Her pussy had started to itch during English, and she had 
been squirming about in her seat all through History. She looked up at 
Mr. Thompson, her history teacher, always so proper and respectable in 
his blazer and flannels. Wednesday was the only day Susie had him for 
her last class, and it seemed to her that he always looked especially 
proper on those days. Catching his eye turned in her direction she 
smiled, only to see him flush and turn quickly away.

The other students filed out quickly. Susie lingered and approached the 
teacher's desk as if to ask a question.

"Mr. Thompson, I have this problem."

"Yes, Miss Merton. What is it?"

His reply was almost choked, for he knew what was coming. It was the 
same every Wednesday. The young girl set her textbooks down on his desk 
and stood beside him, on the side opposite the classroom door.

"It's this. I just can't get it into my head," Susie said, her right 
hand reaching out boldly to squeeze the teacher's crotch. Fred Thompson 
gasped but did not move away. She was happy to feel that his prick was 
already half-erect, and jerking under her hand. The classroom was empty 
though the door was still open, but Mr. Thompson's back was turned 
towards the hallway and Susie was almost completely hidden from any 
passers-by.

She had a firm grip on his swelling cock now, squeezing it warmly 
through his impeccable flannels.

"It's just so hard to swallow something like this," she whispered, 
giving it an extra squeeze. It was a lie. In fact Susie loved to 
swallow her history teacher's cock, and had been enthusiastically doing 
so since the second week of school. Mr. Thompson's prick seemed just 
made for sucking, unlike those of some of her other teachers. It was 
not too big, but it had a large round knob on the end that fit right 
into Susie's mouth like a ripe, juicy plum.

Deftly she worked his zipper down and slid her hand into his fly. Mr. 
Thompson now wore boxer shorts, at least on Wednesdays, though he 
hadn't at first. Susie remembered how much trouble she had had the 
first time she had tried to extricate his half-swollen cock from his 
pants. But this time it popped out easily, as if eager for what was to 
come. More eager than its owner it seemed. Mr. Thompson gulped noisily.

"Uh . . . Uh , the door, Miss Merton. Shouldn't we . . . ? Susie 
usually gave him a chance to shut the door, but today she couldn't wait 
to taste his prick, and she liked the excitement of knowing that they 
might be discovered at any time.

Greedily she spread her lips over the red knob of his now completely 
stiff cock, kissing it with familiar affection. Then she began to lick 
at it avidly. The teacher instinctively pushed forward with his hips 
and that big round morsel slipped easily between Susie's welcoming 
lips. He gripped her head and began to push it in and out of her mouth, 
but timidly, with short hesitant strokes, while Susie sucked 
vigorously.

Footsteps echoed in the hall. Mr. Thompson froze, his cock planted deep 
in Susie's mouth. 

"Please, Miss Merton . . . Susan! Oh God! Someone's coming. Stop it, 
please. We can't. Not here."

Frantically he tried to push the young schoolgirl away from his crotch, 
but Susie would have none of it. She bit down with her teeth--not hard 
enough to hurt him but firmly enough to remind him that she could if 
she wanted. With her teeth pressed firmly against the flesh of his 
trembling shaft, it was impossible for him to pull its swollen knob 
through them. Susie was not going to give up her lollipop no matter who 
was coming. 

The footsteps paused at the doorway. A cheery female voice called out:

"Good night, Fred. Working late?"

It was Miss Renwick, the principal's secretary. Susie knew that she was 
trying to seduce Mr. Thompson. All the girls whispered about it in the 
washroom.

Mr. Thompson turned his head, looking awkwardly over his shoulder. His 
body was held in position by Susie's tenacious mouth on his cock.

"Uh, oh, yes. Miss . . . uh . . Renwick. Some things I have to finish 
up."

"You're too dedicated, Fred. You should relax and have some fun 
sometime too."

Susie began to move her head slightly, rubbing her tongue over the 
round head of Fred Thompson's cock, still careful not to let him pull 
out. She was very excited. While she had often been watched while she 
sucked or fucked, this was different because it was secret. She could 
just imagine the furor that would ensue if they were discovered. Mr. 
Thompson must have been imagining the same thing, for his once-hard 
cock had begun to wilt in her mouth. Susie was determined to remedy 
that situation and she went to work with her tongue. Seeing that Fred 
Thompson, for some strange reason, was not even going to turn and look 
at her, Louise Renwick stomped off, peeved and puzzled.

As soon as she had gone Susie began sucking in earnest on her teacher's 
cock. He was so dazed and frightened by their close call that he hardly 
moved. But Susie didn't mind that. She was quite willing to do all the 
work when it came to sex, for it seemed to her impossible that the 
other person or persons could be experiencing even a tiny fraction of 
the indescribable pleasure she drew from her sexual acts. She was even 
grateful that men like Mr. Thompson let her suck on their cocks almost 
whenever she wanted. So, in taking her pleasure, she tried to give them 
as much in return as she could, even though she knew it could not 
possibly match hers.

Her tongue and lips had done their work well and now the teacher's hips 
were again thrusting forward to meet her as she plunged her mouth down 
his throbbing shaft. The huge knob pushed its way into her throat, 
stretching it even more than men with much larger cocks did. Susie 
could hardly wait to feel the hot, sweet jets of his come spurting into 
her belly.

"Ohhh! Miss . . Oh my God! Susan, Ooooh! this is madness! Anyone could 
come!"

Especially us, thought Susie to herself as with a final burst of 
suction she brought her teacher to a tremendous climax. He moaned and 
clutched her head, pulling her against him, finally giving way to his 
passion as his come poured into her mouth. Susie held his spurting cock 
prisoner within the velvet trap of her mouth and gulped down every drop 
of that wonderful liquid. She continued sucking gently even after it 
was all gone, feeling his once proud prick shrink between her lips. 
Finally she let the limp organ slip out of her mouth. Mr. Thompson 
quickly stuffed it back into his pants.

"Susan, this is mad! Why are you tormenting me like this? It can't go 
on this way. Not here, in the school. Why won't you come home with me 
instead. Louise Renwick almost caught us there. You should have at 
least waited for me to close the door. It would have been the end. My 
job. My career."

"Your cock!" Susie replied, laughing and licking her lips. "But I 
couldn't wait, Mr. Thompson. Every Wednesday afternoon I get so horny 
thinking about your prick. Then I just have to have it right away. 
Besides, maybe Miss Renwick wouldn't have been as shocked as you think. 
She might even have wanted to be in my place."

But Fred Thompson wasn't listening. The pressure in his balls was gone 
and all he wanted now was to get away from the school quickly before 
someone asked him what he was doing in an empty classroom after hours 
with a nubile young junior-high student. He grabbed his books and 
rushed for the safety of the teachers' room, telling himself that he 
must put a stop to it, but knowing that he would be there again after 
school next Wednesday. It was madness but he couldn't resist what 
little Susie and her talented mouth could do for him.

Susie watched him hurry away, smiling with amusement. It was always 
like this, but she didn't feel offended. She had got what she wanted 
from him. Her pussy still itched but she had the delicious taste of 
sperm in her mouth to savour until she could find someone to poke his 
prick between her legs. That wouldn't take long, she knew; it never 
did.

Licking her lips one last time, Susie gathered up her books and stepped 
out into the hallway, almost bumping into the janitor who was sweeping 
the floor with a push broom. He was a small, elderly man, little more 
than half the height of the broom. Vito Mascalla was his name. He 
hardly spoke English, but three of his children were attending 
university. He was a quiet little man, grey-haired and gentle, and 
Susie liked him very much. She often stopped to chat with him about his 
family. He frowned on seeing a student there so late; it usually meant 
some prank was going to be played. But when he recognized Susie his 
face brightened and he smiled like a delighted child.

"Oh Miss Susie. Hello. You are good?"

Very good! thought Susie, though some people might call it bad.

"Hi, Mr. Mascalla. How's everything? Come stai?"

"Bene, bene, grazie. I mean very good. My son Rico, he just get marry."

"I know. You told me. Last week, wasn't it? Did he go away on a 
honeymoon?"

"Away? Yes, to Italy. To my village. But I got pictures of wedding. You 
like to see, Miss Susie?"

"I'd love to Mr. Mascalla."

"They just downstairs. You come. I show."

He set down his broom and headed towards the stairs. Susie followed, a 
bit reluctantly. She had hoped that he would have the pictures with 
him. Now it would be a little longer before she could find someone to 
scratch the itch in her pussy. But she was really pleased to see the 
little old man so happy and she wanted to share his joy with him.

As she followed the janitor down the two flights of stairs to his 
corner in the boiler-room, Susie found herself suddenly thinking about 
Vito Mascalla in quite different terms than before. She thought of his 
three sons and four daughters; she remembered that his wife had died 
last year. He had fathered at least seven children. Now he was alone. 
He had a cock. Susie suddenly decided that she wanted it. It surprised 
her that she hadn't thought of having him fuck her already. There were 
very few men in the school that she had missed, but she was sure this 
oversight would soon be remedied.

They finally arrived at the little corner the janitor had fitted up as 
an "office". Innumerable pictures of his family filled the wall over 
the bare and rickety table that served as a desk. Beside it was a heap 
of plastic garbage bags stuffed with some of the waste paper generated 
by a school.

The janitor proudly pulled out a small photo album and handed it to 
Susie. As she leafed through it, uttering the appropriate admiring 
comments, she noted that it was already well-thumbed. Vito Mascalla 
beamed with pride and joy.

"She is very beautiful, your son's wife. He is very lucky. And your son 
is very handsome too. But you look best of all in your new suit, Mr. 
Mascalla."

"Yes, it new. Just for wedding. How you know, Miss Susie?"

"I can see that you weren't comfortable in it. It was too tight here, 
wasn't it?"

To the old man's shock and amazement, Susie--that sweet little girl--
reached out and pressed her hand over his crotch. He tried to jump back 
but he was caught in front of the desk and couldn't escape her 
determined hand. She maintained the pressure, moving her fingers down 
until she cupped his balls. He could hardly speak.

"Miss Susie! What you do? No! No! Not nice. Don't, please."

"Oh, but it is nice, Mr. Mascalla. Your prick. I can feel that it's 
very nice. You made all your children with it, and now your son is 
using his and putting it inside his wife to make grandchildren for you. 
Wouldn't you like to put it in me, too, like you used to put it in your 
wife, like your son is doing right now with his new wife? I'd like it 
very much, Mr. Mascalla. Won't you do it just for me?"

She was squeezing his cock now and rubbing her hands all over the bulge 
of flesh at his crotch. The poor old man was frightened to death. Susie 
released her hold on his prick and quickly pulled her T-shirt up over 
her head. She wore no bra. Then she pushed her short skirt down and 
wriggled out of it, making her round, young titties bounce. Only her 
tiny pink bikini panties remained. In a few seconds they were on the 
floor on top of the skirt. 

The janitor was incredulous. Never would he have believed it. He didn't 
even believe it now; it couldn't be happening. This must all be some 
strange joke or dream. Such a beautiful and sweet little girl, naked in 
front of him. And she had touched his cazzo, like a putana, a whore, 
but she wasn't one. She was the nicest person in the school. His 
confused mind couldn't reconcile these two opposites.

"Here, Mr. Mascalla, don't these feel nice. They're only small now, but 
soon they'll be bigger and you can feel them then too. Your hands feel 
so good on me."

She had taken his trembling hands and pressed them against her titties. 
They were not at all small, and for a thirteen-year old girl they were 
remarkably full and fleshy. His hands just lay there, unmoving, 
pressing against her erecting nipples. Susie took advantage of the old 
man's shock to reach down and undo his belt with her skilled and 
practiced fingers. Doing so pushed her titties harder against his 
palms. She was pleased to feel some resistance. He was pushing back, at 
least a little.

In a few seconds the old man's trousers fell to the floor. A moment 
later Susie was pushing his underwear down his thighs. His cock hung 
limply, still in shock, but the young girl was delighted to see it. It 
was huge. Almost as fat as his arm, maybe even thicker, even though it 
was still soft. It looked so strange hanging from such a small man.

"Oh, Mr. Mascalla! It's lovely! You have such a beautiful prick. No 
wonder you have such fine children. Oh, if only I'd known I would have 
done this long ago. Why didn't you tell me? Oh, if only you knew how 
much I love cocks like yours!"

She knelt quickly on the floor in front of the little man, took his 
cock in her hands, and planted a big smacking kiss right on its head.

"Oh no! Oh Miss Susie. Don't, please! No. Not good. Not right. Is a 
sin."

Never had anything like this ever happened to him. It was unnatural, it 
was sick, the very idea of kissing a cazzo. Only putanas did that. He 
couldn't let this little girl do such an awful thing, even if it did 
send a surge of excitement through his frail body. But Susie paid him 
no attention. She wrapped her young lips around his swelling cock-head 
and, under her expert oral ministrations, his enormous organ slowly 
began to swell even larger. She paused from time to time to whisper her 
admiration and to talk about the children he had made with it. That 
seemed to stimulate something deep inside him, for she felt his cock 
jerk and throb each time she spoke, and it was always a little harder 
and a little bigger when she took it back in her mouth again.

Susie couldn't wait any longer. The itch in her pussy was turning into 
an unbearable ache. She just had to have this wonderful prick inside 
her. With her hands tightly locked around the shaft of the janitor's 
now almost gigantic cock, she pulled him with her as she moved 
backwards towards the piles of garbage bags.

"Come here! Please, Mr. Mascalla. Put your big cock in me like you used 
to put it in your wife, like your son is doing to his wife now. I want 
you to do it so much, Mr. Mascalla. Please give me your cock."

She fell back onto the mattress of garbage bags, pulling his frail body 
with her. His pants were still around his ankles and he tripped and 
fell on top of her. Susie groaned as his giant club slammed against her 
belly while his face landed on the tender mass of her titties. She 
quickly reached down with one hand to position his great tool where it 
would do the most good for her, while her other arm wrapped around his 
neck, pressing his face into her breast. When his cockhead was 
positioned at the mouth of her hungry pussy, it seemed to sink right 
in, slowly and naturally, with no effort on his part. In a moment Susie 
felt it buried deep within her and she sighed in glorious contentment. 
She hadn't had a cock in her pussy since her Chemistry teacher had 
fucked her in the lab store-room at lunch time. She lifted her legs and 
pulled the janitor's long cock even further into her, squeezing his 
throbbing shaft with her caressing cunt muscles. Then she whispered in 
his ear.

"Love me now, Mr. Mascalla. Love me with your prick. Fuck me with your 
big cock!"

Something inside the little man's mind snapped, some bond of restraint. 
Suddenly he was once more the young peasant who had wooed and won the 
prettiest girl in his village. With a groan of anguished pleasure he 
pulled back and began to drive his great pole into Susie's welcoming 
cunt, sinking right to the balls each time. His energy and strength 
amazed the young girl, and she exploded into climax after climax as he 
pounded his prick into her. He was muttering in Italian as his giant 
cock spoke to her happy pussy in the international language of fucking.

Finally, with a strangled cry he slammed deep inside her and began to 
spurt great jets of come into her belly, deep, so deep that she thought 
it would mix with Mr. Thompson's juices still glowing warmly at the pit 
of her stomach. Then the old man collapsed on top of her, panting and 
sobbing into her sweaty titties. Susie held him gently until his 
breathing calmed, murmuring her appreciation in his ear.

"Oh you wonderful man! That was so nice! Your cock filled me up so 
good. Now that I know how good you are I just want to do it over and 
over again with you. I hope you'll let me, Mr. Mascalla."

The bewildered janitor could say nothing. Susie gently rolled him off 
of her and, as she always did, bent to lick his shrinking cock, 
cleaning up their mingled juices and greedily sucking up the last few 
drops of jism that still oozed from its tip.

"Miss Susie, I . . ."

"No, don't say anything, Mr. Mascalla. It was wonderful. You did me 
such a big favour. I hope it was as nice for you."

She rose to her feet, naked, free, and lovely in the dim light of the 
boiler-room. The old man watched her in bewildered admiration as she 
dressed.

As she started to pull on her panties, she had second thoughts. They 
would only get in the way, she said to herself. For a long time her 
mother had been surprised at how quickly Susie's panties seemed to 
disappear from the lingerie drawer. Whenever she could, Susie liked to 
go without them, and she didn't always remember to stuff them into her 
purse or pocket when she took them off. And often she liked to leave 
them behind as souvenirs. This she did now, draping them over Mr. 
Mascalla's lovely prick before she kissed him good-bye and hurried 
away. She would be back again soon to see this dear little old man with 
the big prick, but now she was looking for other adventures before she 
had to be home for supper.

Susie reminded herself to stop at Pop MacIntosh's variety store before 
he closed. Pop carried everything in his cluttered store, including 
some lingerie. Susie had an agreement with him to supply her with 
panties whenever she needed them to appease her mother's curiosity. Pop 
had even ordered in a whole gross of Susie's brand of panties 
especially for her, but they were fast disappearing.

While a happy and satisfied Susie climbed the stairs from the cellar 
she heard voices in the hallway above.

"Just look at that broom lying there, Thompson. Marcella's gone off and 
just dropped everything. I almost killed myself on the damn thing. Have 
you seen him anywhere?"

"The janitor? No, I haven't. He must be downstairs."

"Well, I'm going to find him and give him a piece of my mind. If this 
sort of thing happens again, I'll talk to the Superintendent and get 
rid of the little bastard. You go along, Fred, I'm going down to the 
boiler-room to look for him. Have a good night."

"Good night, sir."

Susie easily recognized the voices. It was Mr. Thompson and Mr. 
Cummings, the vice-principal. Susie was worried. She certainly did not 
want Mr. Cummings to find the janitor half-undressed in his corner, but 
above all she did not want anything bad to happen to him, especially 
after what he had just done for her. Fortunately it was the vice-
principal who had tripped over the broom. She knew exactly how to 
handle him.

The vice-principal started down the stairs with the abandoned broom in 
his hands. He stopped when he caught sight of Susie.

"Young lady, have you seen the janitor?"

"No sir, Mr. Cummings."

"Oh, it's you, Miss Merton. I didn't recognize you."

His voice took on a curious tone. He looked back over his shoulder to 
see if Fred Thompson was still there.

"Please, sir. I need to see you. It's important. It's about last week."

George Cummings gulped nervously. He well remembered last week. Ever 
since, he had been alternately kicking himself for having been so 
indiscreet, or relishing the memory of what had happened in his office. 
Susie had come to see him for some reason he couldn't remember and 
somehow--he still wasn't sure exactly how it had happened-- he had soon 
found himself with his cock inside the young girl, screwing her on his 
desk. Though often tempted, it was the first time he had ever succumbed 
to the seductiveness of the nubile young flesh with which he was 
constantly surrounded. 

But no one had ever been as nubile or seductive as Susie. He had never 
seen anything like her combination of girlish innocence and searing 
eroticism. Now he was really worried. What did she have to say to him? 
She couldn't be pregnant; it was much too early to know that. Maybe she 
had told her parents. Maybe she was going to demand money to keep quiet 
about it. You never could tell with these little bitches. But, oh it 
had been so sweet. His cock surged at the thought. He stood still with 
countless nameless fears running through his head, and a current of 
sexual energy through his body.

Susie continued up the stairs until she was standing just a few steps 
below him. Her face was right at his crotch level. For the third time 
in little more than half an hour she reached out and squeezed a man's 
prick through his pants.

"I want it again, sir. I want your cock in me again."

Cummings felt a surge of lust shoot through him. His cock stiffened and 
he breathed a sigh of heartfelt relief at discovering that she wasn't 
here to cry or complain or try to blackmail him, as had once happened 
with one of his colleagues. At the same time he looked around 
nervously, afraid that someone might see or hear. Susie squeezed again 
at the stiffening flesh in his pants, remembering how it had felt in 
her. It was thin, but oh so long, and hard, just like a broom-handle. 
She looked again at the broom he was holding, trying to imagine it 
inside her. Cummings turned abruptly, still holding onto the broom.

"Not here, you hot-assed little bitch. Quick, in my office!" Susie 
contentedly followed him down the hallway. Everything had worked 
perfectly; Mr. Mascalla was safe for the time being and she was going 
to get fucked again.

As soon as they were behind his office door, the vice- principal set 
the broom down and tried to embrace her. Susie squirmed away. She 
didn't even like the man--he was the school disciplinarian--so she was 
certainly not going to kiss him; but she did like his cock and would 
gladly kiss it. Besides, she wanted to tease him a bit.

"I want to see it again, Mr. Cummings. I want to kiss it, too. Your 
cock. Show me your cock, please, Mr. Cummings. Hurry. I can't wait."

"Don't worry, you little cunt. You'll see it soon enough, and feel it, 
too. So last week wasn't enough, eh? You want more?"

"I always want more, Mr. Cummings," said Susie sweetly and truthfully.

Frantically Cummings began stripping off his clothes, slowing himself 
down in his haste, catching his shoes in his trouser legs. He was 
completely under her erotic spell again. While she watched him 
struggle, Susie sat calmly in his chair, behind the desk where he had 
screwed her the week before. She threw up her skirt and spread her 
legs, giving him a perfect view of her dewy pussy lips, still swollen 
from Mr. Mascalla's fucking. The sight made it even more difficult for 
him.

"Shit! You're really going to get it, you little bitch!"

Idly, almost casually, Susie reached out and grabbed the broom the 
vice-principal had leaned against the desk when they came in. She swung 
it round, almost hitting him in the process, until it lay in front of 
her. Then slowly, deliberately, she pulled the end of the handle to her 
gleaming slit, rubbing it up and down until it to shone with her 
juices, then pushing it inch by inch into her bottomless pussy.

"Oh my! Hurry up, please, Mr. Cummings. I want your cock in me again, 
not this piece of wood. I bet your cock is even harder than this. I 
just know I'll love it."

Cummings could not believe his eyes. Not only was this fuckable 
thirteen-year old girl actually screwing herself with a broom handle 
right in front of him, but her tiny, fragile-looking pussy easily 
swallowed what seemed to him an incredible length of the hard polished 
wood. It should be coming out of her head, he thought to himself as he 
finally stripped off his pants.

Now he was naked from the waist down, his already stiff prick curving 
up from beneath his shirt-tails. It was as long and thin as Susie had 
remembered, and the sight of her fucking her juicy pussy with the broom 
handle had brought him to a state of excitement he hadn't known for 
years.

"Come here, Sir. Let me taste it."

"Damn right, you'll taste it, little bitch. here! Suck it! Suck my 
cock!"

Eagerly he stepped in front of her, awkwardly avoiding the shuttling 
broom. When he saw that she wasn't going to stop fucking herself with 
it, he stepped over the broom handle, straddling it so he could get 
closer to her. Both of Susie's hands were occupied with that hard pole, 
so she just smiled and pursed her lips. He grabbed her by the hair and 
pulled her head forward, pushing his cock towards her mouth. Susie 
eagerly opened her lips to suck it in, licking and caressing it with 
her tongue until she was sure it was as hard as could be, almost as 
hard as the broom handle. Then she let go of the broom and reached up 
to grab at the vice-principal's hips and pull his prick even further 
into her throat. The broom-stick hung there between her thighs, still 
caught up in her tight cunt, until the forces of gravity and her 
clenching muscles pushed it out of her and it clattered to the floor. 
As it fell Susie suddenly pulled back her head from his engorged prong.

"Now I want to you fuck me with it, Mr. Cummings. Fuck my behind. Push 
it into me hard, real hard."

"O.K. You asked for it, bitch. Get your ass up there where I can get at 
it."

Susie quickly got to her feet and leaned over the edge of the big desk, 
poking her adorable behind right at the wildly aroused vice-principal. 
In a moment he was doing just what she asked for, sinking his long pole 
deep into her pussy, still slippery and quivering from the effects of 
the broom and the copious juices the little janitor had deposited 
there. But it was not exactly what she wanted.

"No. Not there, Mr. Cummings. The other place. I want to feel your 
prick in my behind. Fuck me in the bum, please!"

"Fuck!" cried Mr. Cummings, looking down at his cock buried to the 
balls in her cunt, and the tiny opening of her asshole just above it. 
He didn't believe it. This little cunt wanted him to screw her in the 
ass. He had never done such a thing, though he had often imagined it as 
he watched the young students in their tight jeans; and he had once 
tried it with his wife but it had hurt both of them too much. But 
Susie! Susie's delicious ass! The very idea made his cock jump deep 
inside her cunt. It would tear her apart. Feeling his cock throb with 
renewed excitement Susie began to fear that he might come in her pussy 
before she got what she wanted.

"Quick! Hurry, please, Sir! In my ass, fuck my ass!"

"Damn fucking right, I'll fuck your ass, you little cock-teaser. And 
you won't be able to sit down for a month!"

The vice-principal pulled back. His long cock seemed to take forever to 
slide out of her clutching pussy lips. It took a real effort of will on 
his part to pull it that last couple of inches so that it popped out 
into the air again. Even Susie moaned in involuntary distress. But her 
moans turned to sighs of contentment as she felt him awkwardly placing 
the head of his cock at the wrinkled brown entrance to her intestines. 
He couldn't believe it would go in there, it seemed so tiny and tight, 
but something was driving him to try.

"Oh my yes! That's it, sir! Now push it in me. Hard!"  "Fuck!" he cried 
as he shoved forward brutally, not caring what he did to the little 
girl. He was too far gone with lust to consider the consequences. His 
cock-head pressed painfully against her tight little opening, sliding 
away along the sweaty crack. "How do you like that, you little bitch?"

"Oh yes Sir! I like it! I love it like that! Push hard, Sir. Push your 
cock into my ass! Hurry!"

Something inside him wanted to punish this little girl for putting him 
in this position. Something else in him just wanted to bury his cock as 
far into her ass as it would go. He held his shaft in position and 
shoved forward, feeling the knob of his cock flatten painfully against 
the tiny opening. But Susie squirmed her ass and pushed back at the 
same time with such force that before he quite knew what had happened, 
his long cock was sunk half-way into her ass and he could feel the 
tight hot sheath squeezing down on him. 

He was overcome with erotic fury. Closing his eyes he pulled back and 
plunged in again, grabbing her hips to help him thrust. In a few 
seconds he was completely buried in her, the firm round cheeks of her 
ass pressed against his belly. Frantically he pulled his shirt aside so 
he could feel her flesh on his. Then he began sawing in and out of her 
with great, driving strokes, overwhelmed by the tightness and the heat 
and the strength with which Susie clamped her ass muscles down on him, 
but even more so by the very idea of what he was doing.

Susie squirmed back in ecstasy, loving the feeling of that long rod 
slicing into her, clenching and squeezing her ass muscles, gasping in 
delight as he drove into her over and over again. It was so good. It 
was always so good when she had a cock in her, no matter where. She 
came with a series of small explosions that made her asshole clutch 
convulsively at the cock that filled it. Cummings was so incredibly 
excited, and Susie's ass was much too tight, for him to last long, and 
in less than two minutes he collapsed panting onto her back. His weight 
pressed her titties cruelly against his desk as his cock throbbed and 
squirted its load deep into her bowels. Susie moaned and came again as 
she felt him shoot, then she gently squeezed his shrinking cock in 
gratitude.

When he finally recovered and pulled away, Cummings looked down at the 
fragile body still spread over his desk, at the round swell of her 
girlish ass, at his own stained and streaked cock. He couldn't believe 
it; it couldn't have happened. But he was even more shocked and 
incredulous when the young girl turned around and smiled happily up at 
him, reaching out for his now limp prick. Then she fell to her knees in 
front of him and kissed the head of his cock.

"Now I want to taste it, Mr. Cummings. That was so good. Your cock fit 
so nice in my behind. But it got all dirty there, so I'm going to clean 
it off."

"Shit, girl! You can't! What the fuck? It's . . . that's filthy!"

"I know. That's why I like it so much!"

And she bent happily to her work. Despite his revulsion at the thought, 
he could not resist. Susie licked avidly at his cock, searching out 
every speck of flavour, taking it inside her warm mouth again and 
washing it with her tongue. And while she sucked and licked she spoke 
to him, and in those few minutes she made him realize that she would 
love to let him drive his long prick into her asshole, cunt, or mouth 
again, but that Mr. Mascalla was her very dear friend, and if he lost 
his job she would be so sad that she might not want to fuck the vice-
principal again, ever.

A shaken Mr. Cummings slowly pulled on his trousers again as Susie 
bounced out of his office, her bare ass flashing under her short skirt. 
Susie continued on out of the school. Temporarily, at least, her itches 
had been scratched. Besides, she was sure that there was no one else 
left in the building. It had been a nice end to her school day. Now she 
had to stop by Pop's to pick up a spare pair of panties to replace the 
ones she had left in the boiler- room. Not that she would put them on, 
though; it was still a long walk home, and who knew how many nice cocks 
she might run into--or have run into her--on the way. 


Chapter 2 

Humming happily to herself, Susie pushed open the door of MacIntosh's 
Gift and Variety. A little bell rang out, and three men gathered near 
the counter looked up to see who had come in. One of them, of course, 
was Pop MacIntosh; the other two Susie had never seen before. One of 
the strangers was talking loudly when Susie entered, waving a large 
cigar in the air; he was a big, barrel-chested man in a plaid suit 
almost as loud as his voice. The other was smaller and quieter, balding 
and bespectacled. The big man had evidently just told a dirty joke, for 
he and Pops burst into laughter while the little man grinned 
sheepishly. They grew suddenly silent when they saw Susie in the 
doorway. 

"Hi, Pops! How's business?" 

"Susie! What a sight for sore eyes. I was hoping you'd drop in today. 

I've been telling these gentlemen about you, and they're very anxious 
to meet you." 

Susie's pussy twitched delightedly at Pop's words. She knew what "meet" 
meant in this case, and she was always happy to "meet" new men. Thanks 
to Pop she had met a lot of men lately. 

"Christ, MacIntosh! Is that her? But she's jail-bait. Just a kid," the 
big man whispered to Pop, but Susie overheard and smiled. 

"Don't worry, gents," Pop whispered back, winking at Susie. ""She may 
be little but she's got more than enough for both of you. But you're 
free to leave if you want." 

"Oh no!" exclaimed the smaller one. "We'll stay. We'll stay." 

The variety store business was not a good one, and Pops had been 
sinking further and further into debt until he met Susie earlier that 
year. One day she had gone in for some candy and found him looking so 
sad that she had sat under his counter and sucked his cock to cheer him 
up. She liked come much better than candy anyway. After that she began 
dropping in regularly to suck him off or to ask him to fuck her in his 
back room. That was when he had begun supplying her with replacement 
panties; he had actually offered her anything in the store, but she 
knew he was having financial problems and refused to take anything 
except the pleasure of having his cock in her. 

Once she had come in and found him in the middle of a terrible argument 
with a strange, hard-looking man who was insisting that Pop pay his 
debts--or else. Susie had quickly maneuvered the man into the back room 
and just as quickly maneuvered his cock into her. She still remembered 
how cruelly and brutally he had fucked her; she was disappointed that 
he had never come back. But after that day there were many others. Soon 
she was regularly satisfying Pop's creditors--and herself--in his back 
room several times a week. Susie was sure that by now Pop didn't owe 
anybody anything, she had taken on so many cocks in that dusty store-
room, many of them over and over again. She suspected that now he was 
simply finding men who would pay him to "meet" her. She didn't mind at 
all; in fact, Susie couldn't think of a nicer arrangement. That way 
everybody benefited, especially her. 

Today, as she felt the eyes of the three men on her, she knew she was 
in for an interesting time in the back room. She smiled her thanks to 
Pop; he tried to smile back but he had no teeth so his smile always 
looked like a grimace. He was a chubby, rotund man, in his late 
fifties, and completely bald. But he had a nice cock. She hoped the 
others did too. 

"This is Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner, Susie. They're salesmen. Mr. 
Harrison is in tobacco--cigars, cigarettes-- and Mr. Messner's line is 
candy. And this is Susie, gentlemen." 

"Pleased to meet you, sir, and you too, sir." 

"Now, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Pop with a twinkle in 
his eye. "If it's cigars or lollipops you want, you've come at the 
right time." 

They all laughed, but Susie noted that the two strangers were a little 
uneasy. Now that they had finally met the girl Pop had been telling 
them about, they couldn't quite believe it. She certainly didn't seem 
the type, yet there was something about her that set their cocks 
twitching in their pants. Susie looked pointedly at their crotches and 
smiled. 

"Gee, I really like lollipops, but I've never tried a cigar." 

"Maybe you should, eh, Susie girl," said Mr. Harrison, the big one. 
"Nothing like a good big cigar to set the juices flowing, eh Pop?" He 
laughed again, his eyes glued so tightly to Susie's titties that he 
didn't see her lick her lips in anticipation. 

"Lollipops are good, too. Don't forget that candy is dandy." said the 
candy salesman. 

"Well, I hope Mr. Messner will let me taste his lollipop--I bet it's a 
really nice one--and I'd be happy to try your cigar, too, Mr. Harrison, 
but please don't tell anyone. I'm not old enough to smoke." Even though 
she rather liked this kind of teasing conversation, Susie decided to 
hurry things along. "But actually, what I came in for was . . . well, 
it's embarrassing. I seem to have lost my panties again, Pop, and I 
need a new pair before I go home." 

The two salesmen didn't quite know how to react to this unexpected 
declaration, but Pop knew how to play the game. 

"Lost your panties again, Susie? That's the second time this week and 
its only Wednesday. Very careless of you. But how do I know you're 
telling the truth? I think you'd better show us." 

Susie immediately pulled her skirt up above her waist and spun around 
in front of the three men. They watched wide-eyed as her delightfully 
round ass and tender, beckoning pussy flashed by in front of them. 

"Golly! She's naked!" gasped Mr. Messner, taking off his glasses. 
Harrison just stared. 

"Well, you certainly have lost them--or given them away," said Pop. At 
least it looks that way." 

"Oh yes, Pop. They're really gone. But you don't have to believe me, 
these men will tell you, won't you? Put your hands down here and tell 
Pop if I'm naked or not, please, sirs." 

With those words, Susie reached out and took one hand of each salesman. 
Mr. Messner was short enough that she could press his hand right 
against her pussy. She tugged impatiently on an astonished Harrison's 
arm until he bent down and she could press his fingers against her ass 
cheek. The small lollipop salesman, immediately began moving his 
fingers through her silken pussy hair. He had never felt anything like 
it. But Harrison just let his hand rest on her ass cheek as if 
paralysed. Then he swore and set his cigar down on the counter, before 
moving his other hand to Susie's other ass cheek. 

"Yes, she is. She's naked. Oh my goodness, she's naked, MacIntosh" 
stammered Mr. Messner. Harrison said nothing at first. He simply 
squeezed Susie's ass in disbelief, then he burst out with: 

"Christ! She is naked! I don't believe it!" 

"See? I told you. No panties," laughed Susie, suddenly spinning away 
from the two men. 

"Well, I think I just might have some panties in the back that will fit 
you, but we'll have to try them on first." 

"O.K. Pop. But if they don't fit, maybe Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner 
could just put their hands back there again. They felt so nice and 
warm." She suddenly burst into an uncontrollable fit of giggles. "Boy, 
but we'd sure look funny walking down the street." 

"I don't know about that, Susie, but I bet the guys would like it. Lets 
get into the back-room and try something on." 

"Christ yeah! Lead the way, MacIntosh! Come on, Messner! Don't just 
stand there looking stupid. This is prime pussy!" 

Pop led the way to his cluttered store-room, Susie followed him while 
the other two men followed her, trying to get their hands back onto her 
naked ass. She slowed to make it easier for them. 

"Oh, that's so nice. But I guess I'll have to get all undressed if I'm 
going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?" 

"Yes, indeed, Susie. How else could we see if they fit? But these two 
gentlemen will help you, won't you boys? Help Susie get undressed?" 

Suddenly Mr. Messner--Susie had begun to think of the two salesmen as 
the cigar man and the lollipop man--grabbed at the hem of her skirt and 
tried to pull it down. 

"Oh, golly yes! Here, let me help!" 

"You have to undo the zipper first, Mr. Messner. Mr Harrison, could you 
help me with my T-shirt please?" 

While the lollipop man awkwardly tried to tug her skirt down over her 
hips, the cigar man let go of her ass and started to pull up her T-
shirt. Susie held her hands in the air, but Harrison stopped pulling as 
soon as her T-shirt was covering her face. He was so fascinated by her 
young, but full-fleshed titties and their quivering nipples that he 
couldn't resist touching them, palming them. Meanwhile Messner had 
finally got her skirt down around her ankles and he was kneeling in 
front of her stroking her sparse but silken pussy hair. Susie sighed 
happily, thrust her breasts out against the cigar man's rough fingers, 
and began to jerk her hips in response to the lollipop man's caresses. 
Pop was opening a package, and suddenly spoke up. 

"Here we are. These should fit. We'll just slip them on as soon as you 
finish undressing her." 

Harrison quickly let go of Susie's titties and finished pulling the T-
shirt over her head, wanting to get his hands back on to her as soon as 
possible. 

"Christ, MacIntosh! Hurry it up. This is getting interesting. God! What 
a pair of tits for a kid!" 

But Pop MacIntosh was in no hurry; he knew how it all would end and he 
enjoyed watching these men's discomfort. He held up a tiny pair of pink 
bikini panties, just a fragile wisp of cloth. In fact they were 
identical to the ones Susie had left with Mr. Mascalla because they had 
come out of the same box just the day before. While the two salesmen 
watched impatiently Pop helped Susie step into them and pulled them up 
for her, letting his stubby hands slide appreciatively over her body as 
he did so. 

Susie's experienced eye could see movement beneath all the men's 
slacks. It was a good thing her inner itches had been so well scratched 
before she left school or she would have quickly lost patience with 
this game. But she knew that Pop enjoyed it, and she knew that she 
would not have long to wait before the game turned serious--and she was 
sure she would be the winner. So she relaxed and enjoyed the rough and 
awkward but familiar caresses Pop bestowed on her. 

The panties stretched and molded themselves to her delicious roundness. 
The material cupped the slight swell of her Venus mound so closely that 
the quivering pussy lips could be clearly seen beneath the almost 
transparent cloth; it stretched over the curves of her ass like a 
second skin. As she turned in front of the admiring and lusting men, 
the bell over the front door tinkled its unwelcome message. Pop had to 
go to look after his customer, leaving Susie alone with the two very 
horny salesmen who were having a very hard time keeping their hands to 
themselves after the liberties they had been allowed earlier. 

"I don't think that these will do. They're much too big." 

"Too big?" the lollipop man asked incredulously, his eyes almost 
bulging out of his head. 

"Yes, much too big. Why I bet you could get your hand right inside here 
at the front." She guided his trembling hand into position right over 
her pussy. "There! Didn't I tell you? You can even move your fingers 
around. And you, Mr. Harrison, I bet you could get your hands inside, 
too, here at the back. See! You can move it around too. Ohhh yes! Move 
them like that! It's so nice." 

Susie was right. It was entirely possible for both men to get their 
hands in her pants. They were pressed close against her. Once she had 
pushed their hands under the waistband of her panties they were ready 
to take it from there. 

"Oh my goodness," cried Mr. Messner as his fingers slipped between her 
pussy lips and were almost sucked into her cunt. "My God! What an ass!" 
grunted Mr. Harrison as he probed at her ass crack. The material of the 
panties stretched incredibly but it did not break; that was why Susie 
liked them so much. The lollipop man suddenly bent down and took one of 
her hard little nipples in his mouth as his finger moved in her pussy; 
the cigar man's hand soon grabbed hold of the other breast and squeezed 
it. Susie sighed in delight, but it was not nearly enough for her. 

"Oh yes, oh my yes! Oh thank you for helping me with my panties. But 
they won't do will they. I'll have to take them off until Pop can find 
me another pair." 

"Yes! Take them off. I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, pushing at the 
offending piece of cloth. 

She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands remained on her. Mr. 
Messner's fingers were now digging furiously into her cunt while Mr. 
Harrison was beginning to probe at her tiny asshole. Susie reached out 
to either side of her, found the male organs she was searching for, and 
squeezed. 

"Oh my! Is this your cigar, Mr. Harrison? And I bet this is your 
lollipop, Mr. Messner. I just love to suck on lollipops. I'm sort of an 
all-day sucker. And who knows? maybe I'll like the feel of a cigar in 
my mouth too. Oh, your hands feel so good. Go ahead, Mr. Harrison, you 
can push your fingers in there. I like things stuck in my behind." 

Susie had decided not to waste any more time. She played these little 
games largely for Pop MacIntosh's sake and he wasn't here now. Quickly 
her practiced hands lowered the men's zippers and managed to extricate 
their half-hard cocks. 

"Oh, how lovely! What a big cigar! And what a delicious looking 
lollipop! I just have to taste it!" 

She bent at the waist and began to suck on Mr. Messner's juicy 
lollipop. It really was delicious, hard and firm in her mouth. While 
she sucked she wiggled her dimpled ass in Mr. Harrison's face. It did 
not take him long to get her message. He rubbed his rapidly swelling 
cock through her dripping ass-crack, then with one vigorous push he 
planted his big cigar deep in her pussy. 

Both men had lost all inhibitions now. Mr. Messner was driving his 
rigid lollipop right into her throat, holding her by the head as he 
furiously fucked her face; behind her, Mr. Harrison was frantically 
plunging his big cigar in and out of her devouring cunt. Susie's tiny 
body was buffeted between the two men. Mr. Harrison grabbed hold of her 
hips and pulled her against him as he drove into her. Her feet were 
completely off the floor now; she was supported only by the iron-hard 
cocks buried deep in her mouth and cunt. When they plunged into her 
together, she thought she could feel their cock-heads collide somewhere 
deep inside her, and their collision set off incredible explosions in 
her body. It was wonderful. She closed her eyes and clutched at Mr. 
Messner's hips, trying to slide his cock even deeper into her throat. 
The sensations continued to mount with every thrust, and the explosions 
they set off in her grew sharper and bigger every second. 

The big cigar in her cunt exploded first, flooding her with its juices. 
As his cock softened and threatened to slip out of her pussy, Mr. 
Harrison lowered her gently to her knees. She did not let go of Mr. 
Messner's hips, holding his lollipop between her lips and relishing the 
way it thrust incessantly into her throat. The zipper of his fly dug 
into her cheek as she strained to swallow the entire length of his cock 
into her tightly constricted throat, but the little bit of pain only 
added to her pleasure. Finally he too could hold out no longer and 
Susie found herself eagerly swallowing gob after gob of sweet lollipop 
juice. 

When she had drained every drop from Mr. Messner's lollipop, Susie, as 
usual, turned to Mr. Reynold's limp cigar and took it into her mouth to 
lick clean of their mingled juices. She was still cradling it lovingly 
between her lips when Pop came hurrying back. 

"You've started without me! That's not fair! But isn't Susie a lovely 
little girl?" 

"Christ! What a cunt! And what a mouth!" grunted Mr. Harrison as Susie 
finished licking up the drops of come that clung to the hairs of his 
balls. "Oh my goodness! I've never felt anything like it," said Mr. 
Messner,, watching in hypnotic fascination as the mouth that had just 
sucked him off worked over his colleague's limp prick. At last Susie 
let go of the salesman's cigar and looked over impatiently at Pop. 

"I just couldn't wait, Pop. I didn't mean to forget you. How could I? 
Hurry and get undressed and let's do it like we did on Monday. I ate 
Mr. Messner's lollipop and had Mr. Harrison's cigar in me. Now I want 
Pop's popsicle!" 

Even as she spoke the old store-keeper was quickly undressing until all 
he wore was an old and yellowed undershirt that barely covered his 
protruding belly, and certainly didn't conceal his protruding cock, a 
surprisingly sturdy tool. 

Pop MacIntosh and Susie worked together like a well- practiced team--
which they were. Pop hurriedly pulled out an old blanket and sat on the 
floor. Susie crouched between his legs and licked lovingly at his cock 
until it was hard and erect. Then Pop lay back on the blanket while 
Susie clambered over his body, set his cock at the entrance to her 
pussy, and slowly sank down onto it until her ass was pressed tightly 
against his belly. Then she began to bounce. Up and down. In and out. 
Faster and faster she moved on the shop-keeper's throbbing pole. Her 
eyes were closed and her mouth hung open, releasing strange whimpers of 
pleasure as orgasm overtook her. 

But Pop's cock stayed hard in her cunt and Susie did not stop moving. 
The sensations in her belly built quickly to new peaks as she slid up 
and down, screwing her ass around the pole she so happily impaled 
herself on. She was beginning a climb to a gigantic climax when she 
turned to the two watching salesmen and called to them to come closer. 
Without breaking her rhythm she reached out and grasped their 
reawakening cocks. The two men stood, one on each side of Pop's head, 
their cocks pointing straight towards Susie. Moaning in pleasure, she 
pulled them even closer and bent her head forward until her lips were 
able to close around the head of the Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop. She 
sucked avidly for a few seconds, then let go and stuffed Mr. Harrison's 
big cigar into her mouth. 

Up and down she bounced on Pop's cock, clutching at first one 
salesman's balls, then the other's, as she sucked on their cocks. But 
her excitement and passion only went up. With Pop's fat pole stuffed 
into her cunt and two juicy pricks for her mouth to feast upon, Susie 
was in heaven. Hungry for all the cock she could swallow she tried to 
pull both salesmen's pricks into her mouth at the same time. Four hands 
tangled in her hair and pulled her head forward as her lips stretched 
wider than ever before. Then they were in her. 

"Christ!" groaned Mr. Harrison; "Golly!" exclaimed Mr. Messner. They 
each tried to push their cocks deeper into her mouth but there simply 
wasn't room. For Susie the sensation was so intense, the feeling of 
being completely stuffed with cock so strong that her quivering body 
went over the edge again, and this time her convulsing cunt took Pop 
with her. He cried out and clutched at her hips as his prick began to 
spurt deep within her belly. Susie had to let the two salesmen's cocks 
pop free from her mouth. They were swelling too quickly. She collapsed 
onto Pop's chest, panting and whimpering as the convulsions of her 
orgasm shook her slender body. When she had stopped trembling she began 
to whisper her gratitude to the old man, nuzzling at his grizzled chest 
hair while he stroked her head. The two salesmen stood there, their 
cocks sticking out grotesquely in front of them, watching the old man 
and the young girl, desperately wanting to plunge their cocks back into 
her. 

After a few seconds Susie lifted her head. The two men were now both 
fiercely erect. Susie's eyes glowed with anticipation as she looked at 
the hard flesh poking out from their pants. 

"Oh goodie! My lollipop and my cigar are back. I want you both again. 
But you have too many clothes on." 

She gently disengaged herself from Pop, bending to plant a big kiss on 
the end of his cock, licking up the come that still dribbled from it. 
The two men hurriedly stripped off their clothes and pressed close to 
Susie, reaching out to touch and squeeze her flesh. Susie grabbed Mr. 
Messner's lollipop and pulled him to the blanket where Pop was sitting 
watching. Then she pushed him down so that he was facing Pop and made 
him lie back on the floor. Before he quite realized what was happening 
she was straddling the candy salesman, her back to his head, letting 
her pussy sink down onto his hard cock, just as she had on Pop's only 
moments before. 

"Oh my, yes! I just love your lollipop in my honeypot! Now all I need 
is your big cigar, Mr. Harrison." 

Harrison tried to push his way in front of her so she could suck his 
cock but Pop was sitting there, smiling like an inscrutable Buddha and 
he wouldn't move. The salesman was going to push the old man out of the 
way when Susie asked him to wait. Then she bent forward, still firmly 
planted on Mr. Messner's spike, so that her face fell towards Pop's 
lap. The old man grasped her head and pulled it against his limp and 
sticky prick. Susie sensuously rubbed her cheek over his cock and 
balls, purring almost like a kitten. Messner began trying to move his 
cock in her tightly clasping cunt. 

"Your cigar now, please! Let me have your cigar. Put it in me. In my 
bum!" 

Pop lay back and Susie pressed her face against his crotch. Her ass was 
in the air and the tobacco salesman could see her cunt lips stretched 
tightly around the other salesman's cock. Above it was the tiny winking 
eye of her asshole. He couldn't believe that she meant him to fuck her 
there but there was nowhere else and his hard cock was demanding 
satisfaction. 

Susie had opened her mouth and swallowed almost all of Pop's limp and 
resting cock. The old man clutched her head. Her ass moved, spiraling 
round on the hard shaft that filled her cunt. It was driving Harrison 
frantic as he stared at her tiny asshole. His cock leaped at the 
thought of penetrating it, but surely it was impossible. Impatiently 
Susie lifted her head from Pop's tasty prick and cried out, almost 
moaning in passion. 

"Please, put it in me, Mr. Harrison. In my ass. Fuck me in the ass with 
your big cigar." 

She began nursing on the old man's cock again, trying to hold her ass 
still, but the twitching lollipop in her pussy made her want to move, 
to screw herself furiously on it. She moaned in pleasure around Pop's 
cock when she felt Harrison's rough hands clutching at her ass. It was 
all too much for him to take. If she wanted to be fucked in the ass, he 
was going to do it, no matter what it did to her. Stepping over his 
colleague's prostrate body, he dug his fingers into her ass cheeks and 
held her still as he shoved his hard and demanding prick into her ass 
crack. Muttering and cursing he poked at her asshole, feeling himself 
slide away each time until finally he hit the tiny opening and the head 
of his cock popped magically inside the tight anal ring. He almost 
roared with passion as Susie's clamped down on him. She, too, cried out 
in pleasure but Pop's cock was already swelling again in her throat and 
only a muffled groan emerged. 

Blind with lust, the cigar man clutched painfully at Susie's ass and 
began to push his cock into her bowels. He couldn't believe that he was 
inside her, yet he could feel his cock sink further and further into 
her ass on each thrust. He could feel the pressure of the cock in her 
cunt, and Susie could feel both hard muscles throbbing inside her, 
sending delicious sensations of fullness through her. 

"All the way! Push it in me all the way. I want all your cocks. Oh I 
can feel you both! Isn't it wonderful. You're both so deep in me" 

At last Harrison had sunk the full length of his big cigar into her 
ass. The two men filled her lower passages with their engorged flesh. 
Susie began to move, writhing and twisting her ass, feeling the hard 
cocks move inside her, rubbing against each other. The two men had to 
move too. Beneath her, Mr. Messner strained to lift his hips and push 
his cock deeper into her pussy; behind her, Mr. Harrison could plunge 
easily into her ass. And in front of her she had Pop's delicious meat 
to suck on. Susie felt as if she were in heaven. Every motion of their 
hard cocks sent waves of pleasure through her, and they kept moving. 
All three men had just come in her moments before, so despite Susie's 
erotic charms it was a long time before they were ready to render up 
another liquid homage to her. 

She came again and again. She was stuffed to bursting with hard cock. 
It was wonderful. It should never stop. By now, Pop's cock was hard in 
her mouth as well, pushing its way into her throat. After one immensely 
satisfying orgasm that shook her whole body, Susie suddenly stopped 
moving. Mr. Harrison continued ploughing his fat cigar into her 
asshole, but with a neat flip of her hips, Susie dislodged him and 
quickly pulled her cunt off of Mr. Messner's solid spike. Both men 
burst into complaint and grabbed at her, their red and raging cocks 
bobbing in the air. Susie felt incredibly empty, but she wanted a 
change. And besides, the men were getting too close to coming and she 
didn't want to finish yet. They needed a change of pace. 

"Wait, please. Just a minute. I want to do it another way. Please." 

Harrison just grunted impatiently and tried to grab her ass again; he 
wanted back in that tight, hot hole. Messner lay there looking 
bewildered, his long red cock waving in the air. But Pop just smiled a 
big happy grin and lay back watching, knowing Susie would look after 
them all. She turned her back on him and squatted over his prick. 

"Your cock, Pop! Put it in my asshole, please." 

Pop took his rigid organ between two fingers and pointed it directly at 
Susie's recently vacated asshole. She felt it press against her and 
bent her knees, sitting down on it. The two salesmen watched in 
fascination as that tiny opening easily swallowed up the fat head of 
the old man's cock. Susie sighed with contentment and relaxed her 
knees, letting all her weight rest on Pop's hard spike, moaning as she 
felt it sink deep into her ass. Then she lay back on the old man's 
flabby chest. He reached around and seized her titties to hold her in 
place. Her cunt was now exposed. 

"Now your lollipop, Mr. Messner. Fuck me with your lollipop. Fuck me 
hard!" 

Messner quickly scrambled to his feet and knelt in front of her so he 
could plunge his eager cock back into that incredible pussy. This time 
he was on top and could move freely. He drove into her wildly and 
enthusiastically while Susie encouraged him with cries of passion. But 
Harrison couldn't stand being left out. He roared his disapproval and 
tried to pull the smaller man off of Susie's body until she stopped him 
by gasping out: 

"Oh no, Mr. Harrison. I want you too, I want your big cigar in my 
mouth. I want you to fuck my face with it. Come here, please." 

Harrison let go of the lollipop man who continued banging away 
frantically at Susie's pussy. He looked down at his prick, remembering 
that it had just come out of her asshole. But she cried out again and 
urged him to hurry. Her head hung back over Pop's shoulder, so he knelt 
behind her, trying to get into position to feed her his cock. Susie 
reached back blindly and caught it in her hand, pulling him right into 
her mouth and beginning to suck, savouring the strong taste and pungent 
odour her asshole had left on him. He clutched at her head and began 
pushing his cigar in and out of her clasping lips. With her head bent 
back, he had clear access to her throat and soon his fat cock was 
pushing right into that narrow tunnel. He gasped in pleasure as he felt 
it squeeze down on his cockhead. It seemed even tighter than her 
asshole, and Susie's moans and cries of pleasure, muffled by his fat 
cock in her throat, sent strange vibrations through his flesh that made 
him plunge even harder into her. 

Once again Susie was wonderfully filled in all three holes with hard 
cock. And once again her pleasure soared with every plunge they took 
into her mouth and cunt. Pop's stiff prick in her asshole was the one 
fixed point in her paroxysms of pleasure. From either end, her other 
two fuckers drove fiercely into her, even more vigorously than before. 

The brief rest had done them good--increased their eagerness, yet taken 
the edge off their arousal. They continued to plunge into her for a 
long, long time. Sometimes one would stop for a while to catch his 
breath, but there was always at least one stiff prick pounding into 
her. As she exploded into orgasm after orgasm, Susie writhed on Pop 
MacIntosh's impaling pole, making it move deliciously in her asshole 
and making the old man clutch fiercely at her titties. Susie lost all 
sense of time and place, so intense were the convulsive spasms that 
shook her body. Then she felt first one, then the other two pricks 
begin to spurt into her at almost the same time, and the feel of all 
that come pouring into her triggered an orgasm that almost made her 
black out, but she did not want to lose one bit of the overwhelming 
sensations. She was awash in come and she loved it. 

The four bodies collapsed into a tangled, heaving mass on the blanket. 
The men were panting in exhaustion. They could hardly move. With a stab 
of disappointment Susie felt the dwindling pricks slip out of her cunt 
and asshole. She continued to suck on the prick in her mouth until 
there was nothing more to be had from it. Then, carefully extricating 
herself from the pile of bodies, she found the other two cocks that had 
just shot in her and began licking each of them clean, reveling in 
their distinctive tastes. When she finally stopped and got to her feet, 
the men were still in no condition to do anything. But Susie felt 
invigorated and ready for more. 

"Gee, that was wonderful! I hope you liked it. You were really all so 
good to me, giving me your lollipop and your cigar. Thank you, Mr. 
Messner. Thank you, Mr. Harrison. I hope you come back again real soon. 
I'd love to stay and suck you until you got hard again, but it's 
getting late, and I've got to go. But oh boy, was it ever good! And 
thank you too, Pop, for introducing me to Mr. Messner and Mr. Harrison. 
I'm always happy to meet men like them. I'll see you tomorrow after 
school." 

All the time she was speaking, Susie was slipping into her skirt and T-
shirt and stepping into her sandals. The men watched her in a daze. She 
really would have liked to suck them up into erection again, but she 
knew that their cocks and balls were completely depleted, and it might 
take forever. She still had time for other adventures before she had to 
be home, and she didn't want to waste the time. She carefully knelt 
beside them and gave each of their cocks a big kiss, before jumping to 
her feet and slipping out the back door. She left the panties behind. 
One of the men might want them for a souvenir, and besides, she did not 
want to be bothered by them just yet. She would come back tomorrow and 
suck Pop off in exchange for another pair. 

Susie felt wonderfully alive and exhilarated. Life was so good to her, 
planting hard horny pricks in her path no matter where she went. She 
had had a lovely visit with Pop, and she had been totally filled with 
cock and with come. It had been lovely, but she was still ready for 
more. And home was still blocks away. 



  Chapter 3 

Susie whistled gaily as she walked down the street. Her hips swung in 
an instinctive fucking rhythm that no man could ignore. Many of those 
who turned to follow her tantalizing ass were rewarded with a glimpse 
of gleaming white flesh as her short skirt was caught by a passing 
breeze. 

The aftertaste of come was still strong in her mouth and Susie relished 
it. But the male juices she had swallowed had only satisfied one very 
special kind of thirst; all her activity had generated another. So, 
when she passed the Deluxe Luncheonette and old Mrs. Vastos waved to 
her through the window, Susie decided to stop for a soft drink. She 
hadn't been in the restaurant for a long time and wanted to say hello 
to the elderly Greek couple who ran it. 

"Hi, Mrs. Vastos! Hi, Mr. Vastos! How are you?" 

"Why, Miss Susie! Hello! Long time you no come here." 

"Oh, I've been very busy. Starting Juniour High and all." The "all" 
was, of course, sex. Since her introduction to it that summer, Susie 
had had to forego many of her old habits and activities. One of them 
had been stopping in at the Deluxe after school. Now she did other 
things after school. 

"You in Junior High already? My, you grow up fast. You look real good, 
too, Miss Susie. Theo, come see. Here Miss Susie to say hello." 

"I just dropped in for a coke." 

"A coke. O.K. You sit down. Theo, take Miss Susie a coke." 

Susie sat at a booth in the back of the restaurant. The vinyl banquette 
felt cold and sticky on her bare skin. She tried to spread her skirt 
demurely over her knees. Theo Vastos brought the drink she had ordered. 
He was Mrs. Vastos's husband. Both of them were in their seventies. The 
restaurant was mainly run by their sons, but at least part of every 
day, when business was slow, Mrs. Vastos sat behind the cash register 
and Mr. Vastos wiped half-heartedly at the tables. 

After he set the coke down, Theo Vastos stopped to chat with her in his 
careful but awkward and limited English. He made Susie think of Mr. 
Marcella, the school janitor, which brought immediately to her mind the 
janitor's immense and still vigorous cock, despite its age. The memory 
of how he had fucked her in the boiler-room just an hour before started 
up a new itch in her pussy and she automatically looked down at Mr. 
Vastos's crotch. She was surprised at what she saw. 

"Why Mr. Vastos, your fly is undone. Your zipper." 

The old man looked down in confusion. He had indeed forgot to do up his 
fly when he last came from the toilet. It was so hard to remember 
everything these days. Hastily he tried to pull it up, but in his hurry 
he somehow got it stuck. His pulling and tugging only made things 
worse. 

"It's stuck, Mr. Vastos. Don't pull so hard. Here, let me see if I can 
fix it." 

Susie bent forward, her face only inches from the old man's open fly, 
and pushed and pulled at the zipper to no avail. Despite her extensive 
experience with men's zippers, she could not make it move. 

But something else did move. Susie became aware of movement inside the 
old man's pants. Her hands were already at his open fly, and nothing in 
the world could have stopped them from slipping inside on a voyage of 
discovery. It was madness, here in the restaurant with his wife just a 
few feet away. However, Mr. Vastos was standing with his back to the 
cash-register, facing Susie, and no one else could see exactly what was 
happening. 

Susie's hands found and instinctively began fondling the Told man's 
hidden cock. Mr. Vastos was silent. She was surprised that he accepted 
her actions so naturally, surprised and delighted. The restaurant was 
empty and Susie was not used to stopping once she got a cock in her 
hands. Carefully she extricated the twitching organ from its confines 
and pulled it out into the open. Mr. Vastos's cock was the youngest 
thing about him. Susie marveled at its soft, fresh skin, and its 
rapidly growing length and hardness as she caressed it with her gentle 
but knowing hands. She looked up at the old man and whispered, hoping 
his wife could not hear: 

"Oh, Mr. Vastos! It's so nice. I hope you don't mind but I just had to 
see it. I couldn't help it." 

She had eyes only for that lovely thing, and she was about to lean 
forward and kiss it when her reverie was rudely interrupted. 

"Papa! What you take so long for? You bothering Miss Susie?" 

It was Mrs. Vastos. She had left her cash-register and was hobbling 
painfully on her arthritis-ridden legs towards the back of the 
restaurant. Susie frantically tried to push the old man's prick back 
into his pants, but her caresses had had their effect and it was now 
too long, too hard. Mr. Vastos didn't seem to be worried that his wife 
might discover him like this, his cock poking out of his pants right in 
front of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl. 

"Oh! So that what going on. But maybe Susie no like. You ask her first, 
Theo?" 

"My zipper, Mama. My zipper stuck. Won't go up. Miss Susie help." 

"Funny helping. Zipper no go up but something else do. So, you like, 
Susie? I thought so all the time, but you so young I wonder. Me, I like 
too when I your age. My Theo, he have nice schlong, you no think?" 

Susie had never heard the word "schlong" before, but she knew exactly 
what Mrs. Vastos was talking about. Once she got over her amazement she 
stopped trying to hide the wonderful tool, but she felt she should at 
least let go of it. Mrs. Vastos had a very unusual attitude but Susie 
didn't know how far it would extend. Looking was one thing, touching 
might be quite another. The old man's long, youthful cock stood there, 
poking straight out from his fly, and all three of them looked at it 
with admiration. 

"You're not angry then, Mrs. Vastos? I mean me touching your husband. 
It was me who did it, not Mr. Vastos. It was all my fault." 

"Fault, schmalt. No fault. Theo really proud of his schlong. Like to 
show it to the girls. But that's nothing. You should see our sons. 
Great big. Like this." 

Mrs. Vastos stretched her hands several feet apart. Susie knew she was 
exaggerating, but just the thought of two sons with pricks even bigger 
than their father's was enough to make her pussy ache with sudden want. 

"It's a very nice prick, uh, I mean schlong. You have every right to be 
proud, Mr. Vastos. At your age, too." 

"Poor Theo. He stuck with it now. I no bother with that stuff any more, 
but Theo, he still like it." 

Mr. Vastos looked imploringly at Susie, then down at his slightly 
wilting erection. She reached out tentatively and touched his cock. His 
wife said nothing. Emboldened, Susie wrapped her fingers around it, 
feeling it throb against her hand. Then she started moving her hand up 
and down its length. She looked over at Mrs. Vastos who was smiling 
happily as she watched Susie's fingers move on her husband's cock. 

"Is it all right, Mrs. Vastos? I can't help it, it's so nice. I just 
have to touch it." 

"Sure, Miss Susie. You go right ahead. I remember what it used to be 
like. It long time since Theo have any fun like that." 

"Ah, yes, nice, nice, Miss Susie. Oh yes! Since Anastasia gone, no 
more," the old man sighed. 

While continuing to pump his hard prick Susie looked inquiringly at 
Mrs. Vastos. 

"Anastasia. She our daughter. Long time she used to play with Theo's 
schlong. Then she get married, but she still come back see us sometime 
and play with schlong. Now she have little girl and not come so much. 
Poor Theo! He not come much neither no more." Mrs. Vastos laughed 
heartily at her own joke and even Susie had to smile. "You make him 
come, Miss Susie? It been long time for him. I get towel. No one in 
restaurant now. Anyway, I close." 

Susie pumped steadily, her head awhirl with all she had heard. Her 
mouth watered at the sight of the old man's glowing cockhead above her 
fist. It was getting ready to shoot, she could tell. It would be such a 
waste to spill it all into a towel. 

"Mrs. Vastos . . . is it all right . . . I mean . . . can I use my 
mouth? Then you won't need a towel." 

"Oh, Susie! You like do that? Me too, long time ago. Not now. Not even 
Anastasia do that. I watch. You go head." 

And Susie gladly went "head". Her luscious lips swooped down over the 
tip of Mr. Vastos's cock and began to suck. Mrs. Vastos clapped her 
hands in glee. Susie's hands continued to pump up and down on the long 
shaft while her mouth engulfed the head. She swept her tongue over the 
crown, tasting the first drops of fluid that were beginning to leak 
out. 

"Oh, Miss Susie! Susie! Oh, good, good, good! More than 'tasia." 

The old man babbled in a mixture of Greek and English. Susie didn't 
always understand what he was saying, but she certainly understood what 
his cock was saying to her mouth. Unwrapping her fingers from his cock-
shaft, she clutched at his frail hips and pulled him towards her until 
his prick was pushing deep into her throat. Then she pushed him slowly 
back, keeping her lips locked on his throbbing shaft. When she pulled 
him back into her, swallowing an extra inch of cock this time, he 
quickly understood what she wanted and began thrusting in and out of 
her mouth in long gentle strokes while his wife watched and beamed her 
approval. Even though she wasn't interested in "that" anymore, she was 
pleased to see that her husband's "schlong" could still appeal to even 
such a young and sexy girl as Susie. It made her remember that she 
hadn't been much older than thirteen when she married him. 

Mrs. Vastos watched happily as her seventy-five year old husband pumped 
his cock, his schlong, between the clinging lips of a thirteen-year old 
schoolgirl in broad daylight, almost in the middle of their family 
restaurant. She was even happier when she saw her husband close his 
eyes and begin to shake and clutch at Susie's bobbing head. She watched 
in fascination the way the young girl's throat muscles worked as she 
swallowed the long pent-up load that the poor, sex-starved old man shot 
into her mouth. 

Susie continued to suck gently on the old man's cock for a long time. 
She couldn't get over how young and vital it still felt in her mouth, 
and how much juice it had spurted into her stomach. When at last she 
pulled her lips from the shrunken organ, a drop of jism hung from her 
lip. Mrs. Vastos stretched out a motherly hand and wiped it away; then 
she presented her finger to Susie to lick clean. 

"Oh, that was so good, Mr. Vastos! And you came so much! I didn't think 
I'd be able to swallow it all. Gallons and gallons. I'd be happy to 
play with your schlong anytime if your daughter Anastasia doesn't want 
to any more. You just tell me when. It's so delicious." 

"Hah! Theo's got nice schlong all right. But you should see my sons, 
Miss Susie. Big like this! And fat. Not old and skinny like his." 

"I thank you, Miss Susie. Your mouth so good. But Mama right. Both our 
boys got big schlong. Like father," said Mr. Vastos with paternal 
pride. In a burst of enthusiasm and affection Susie jumped to her feet 
to wrap her arms around Mr. Vastos's neck and planted a big kiss on his 
surprised lips. Mrs. Vastos grabbed her arm. 

"Hey! What you do? Theo my husband. You no kiss him like that. Not 
right, Miss Susie. You don't do again, please." 

A bewildered Susie let her arms drop from the old man's neck. It was 
all right for her to suck Mr. Vastos's cock in public and swallow his 
come, but she was not to kiss him on the lips. She didn't really 
understand, but she was happy to go along with the rules as long as she 
was free to suck his cock. Her pussy was beginning to itch again. 
Visions of the Vastos boys with their legendary cocks, big like this, 
floated through her head. 

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Vastos. I didn't mean anything. It's just that you 
have such a nice husband. And . . . uh . . . Mrs. Vastos . . . ?" 

"Yes, Miss Susie?" 

"I bet your sons are nice, too. Do you think I could meet your schl . . 
. I mean your sons, someday?" 

"Oh sure, Miss Susie. You like big schlongs, you gonna really like my 
sons. You meet right now. Steve and Chris, they in the kitchen now. You 
come with me. You come too, Theo." 

The three of them went through a swinging door into the small kitchen. 
Two fat, middle-aged men were sitting on chairs smoking. They both 
jumped to their feet and put out their cigarettes when they saw their 
mother appear. 

"Boys, boys. I told you million timers, you no smoke in kitchen. But I 
want for you to meet Miss Susie. Susie, these my sons, Christopher and 
Stephen." 

Susie politely shook their hands, hoping she would soon have her hands 
on other parts of them. Both men wore T- shirts and dirty white 
trousers. They also wore aprons which frustrated Susie's attempts to 
catch a glimpse of their famous schlongs. 

The two men stared curiously at the young girl. Of course, they had 
seen her before around the restaurant, but they were puzzled that their 
mother had brought her back to the kitchen. However, they were quite 
happy to have her lovely young body to look at. As Theo Vastos moved 
past Susie to stand beside his wife, Chris caught sight of his gaping 
fly. "Papa," he whispered. "Your zipper!" 

"It stuck. It no go up," the old man replied in a normal voice. 

"Stuck, schmuck. Don't worry so much Christopher. Your Papa just been 
showing Miss Susie his schlong. She like very much. Even eat right up, 
just like a hot dog. Now she want to see you and Steve. Show her your 
schlongs, both of you." 

Chris and Steve Vastos were shocked speechless. They looked in 
bewilderment from the sweet, sexy schoolgirl to their grinning father's 
open trouser front, to their mother's happy face. Her words slowly sank 
in. They convinced themselves that she had, in fact, said it, but they 
did not know how to react. They knew enough of their mother's ideas to 
accept her words and, since Susie did not express any shock or outrage, 
they began to think that it might even be true, no matter how 
unbelievable. Their eyes fixed on hers. She smiled warmly, enjoying 
their confusion as she hoped to soon be enjoying their cocks. 

"Your mother has told me so much about you, I just had to see them . . 
. I mean you. She says your pricks are even nicer than your Dad's, and 
his is really nice. I'd really like to see yours, too. Won't you please 
show me?" 

"Go on, boys. I know you both got nice big schlongs. Show them to Miss 
Susie. She like schlongs like I used to. Go on, hurry up. Miss Susie 
not got all night." 

The two men looked at each other, then slowly put down their cigarettes 
and began to fumble with the knots of their apron strings. They threw 
off the white aprons, but they could not bring themselves to go any 
further. Susie saw their hesitation. 

"Mrs. Vastos? Can I do it? Can I open their pants? Do you think they'll 
mind?" she asked impatiently. 

"My boys too shy. Sure, you go head. They no mind, do you boys?" 

The two men simply shook their heads as Susie quickly and happily 
approached them. First she stroked and fondled the crotches of their 
stained white trousers. Yes, she could feel the heavy, swollen flesh. 
Immediately her tiny hands went to work on their belts, while the two 
men stood almost petrified. In a moment their pants were open and 
Susie's hands were foraging in their underwear. 

"Oh my! They really do feel nice, Mrs. Vastos. Oh! I can feel yours 
move, Mr. Christopher. Do you like me touching you. Oh, and now yours 
too, Mr. Steve. Oh, I want to see them, but I can't get them out like 
this." 

The touch of her hands on the bare flesh of their cocks, on top of 
everything else, had excited them to such an extent that even Susie's 
practiced hands could not pull the swelling poles through the openings 
in their jockey shorts. While Mrs. Vastos nodded in approval, and the 
two men began gasping with pleasure, Susie pushed their pants and 
underwear down around their knees. She exclaimed in delight when she 
looked up. Mrs. Vastos was right; they were indeed "big like this" and 
so very fat. 

In Susie's brief but very crowded experience with men's cocks she had 
seldom seen bigger--and these weren't even fully erect yet. Susie 
remedied that deficiency in a hurry. She stood in front of the two men 
and fondled each one with one hand, a dreamy look on her face as she 
imagined how their schlongs would feel inside of her. Then she bent 
down to inspect the marvelous organs more closely, to inhale their 
scent and, after a furtive glance towards the boys' mother, to plant a 
big kiss on the head of each cock. The men gasped and stiffened in 
disbelief. When Mrs. Vlastos said nothing, Susie let herself go and 
spread wide her lips to swallow the head of Steve's cock. 

However, in bending over, Susie revealed that she was panty-less under 
her skirt. Hardly anyone was looking, so fascinated were they all by 
the contrast between Susie's tiny hands and delicate lips and those 
huge, bloated pieces of male meat. But old Theo Vastos was trying to 
get a better view of Susie's lips on his sons' cocks when he noticed 
the naked flesh beneath her skirt. The sight of those sweet, round 
globes stopped him in his tracks. His eyes brightened. While Susie 
fondled and kissed his sons' schlongs, he reached out to grab at her 
ass. Mrs. Vlastos did not see because she had quickly turned and 
hurried to a wall telephone. She dialed almost blindly, her proud, 
maternal eyes fixed on little Susie's attempt to get one of those great 
schlongs inside her mouth. 

"Hello, George. That you? Mama here. George, you come right way to 
kitchen. Yes, restaurant. No, I no tell you. A surprise. You come 
quick." She hung up abruptly and settled into one of the chairs vacated 
by her sons to watch her family enjoy themselves. 

"Old Theo Vastos now had his finger in Susie's pussy while her lips 
were stretched tightly around the bulbous knob of Steve's cock-head. 
Suddenly the old man plunged his finger deep into her cunt and pressed 
his thumb against her asshole. Susie jumped forward--from surprise and 
delight, not pain--and Steve's great knob popped into her mouth just as 
the old man's thumb popped through her anus and pressed against the 
finger in her cunt. The old man's probing fingers spurred her to suck 
voraciously on the son's cock, swallowing it inch by inch, as she 
wriggled her ass enthusiastically against the old man's hand, wishing 
he could put something bigger than his fingers in her. 

Chris Vastos was left standing with his cock sticking out of his pants 
and a bewildered, forlorn look on his face. Susie's mouth was fully 
occupied by his brother and her ass by his father. When Mrs. Vlastos 
saw that he was being left out, she called to her husband. 

"Theo, you stop that! Look, poor Chris. He got nothing to do. You let 
him play with Susie's bummie. If Susie don't mind. You mind, Susie? You 
let Chris feel your bummie? Maybe you even let him put his schlong in 
you? If it not too big? You like? Chris he do it good." 

If Susie had ever wanted to cry out, "yes!", that was the time. But the 
huge pole in her mouth made it impossible. She nodded her head as 
vigorously as she could, making Steve Vastos moan from the sensations 
it produced on his cock. She wriggled and shook her "bummie", hoping 
Christopher or his mother would understand. She missed the old man's 
fingers already, but just the thought of one of those great schlongs 
pushing inside her drowned out any regrets. 

Under his wife's stern glance, the old man reluctantly pulled his hand 
from Susie's ass and moved away to sit beside her in the chair. Chris 
Vastos frantically tried to pull off his pants, but ended up hobbling 
into position at Susie's rear. He watched that lovely behind for a few 
seconds as it squirmed in frustration and invitation. Then he reached 
out to stroke the glowing flesh, almost hypnotized by its whiteness. 
Finally he took his mighty prick in two hands and set its swollen head 
against the pink and gleaming lips of Susie's pussy. Susie pushed back 
as hard as she could to try to capture the fleshy knob, but his 
mother's voice made him start and pull away. Susie moaned in 
frustration around the meaty pole in her mouth until she heard what 
Mrs. Vastos had to say. 

"Christopher! What you do? You know not right to put your schlong 
there! Didn't I teach you better. You put in other place, like I show 
you. Is better. Right Miss Susie? You like that, no?" 

Susie was surprised at the old lady's words but she didn't care where 
he put it as long as he put it in her somewhere soon. If Mrs. Vlastos 
didn't want her son to fuck her cunt then she was quite happy to give 
him her asshole. Once again she nodded her head vigorously. Steve 
groaned again and his cock sank several inches further into her throat. 

When Chris had re-aimed his mighty missile and started to press it 
tentatively against her tiny asshole, Susie was pushed even more firmly 
onto his brother's cock. Its great length was almost completely buried 
in her throat before the other brother finally managed to force the 
swollen knob of his cock-head through her anxious anal opening. Once 
that tight ring of muscle had snapped firmly around his shaft, Chris 
Vastos let out a roar and began thrusting into the young girl, forcing 
her throat down the last few inches onto his brother's cock. He 
straightened his knees and suddenly Susie's feet were off the floor. 
She was completely impaled now, just as she had been between the two 
salesman a little while before, but this was even better. Never had she 
felt so full, so stuffed with wonderful man-meat. Even though her cunt 
was empty, the sheer size of the cocks in her other two openings more 
than made up for it. 

But she couldn't breathe. She almost hadn't noticed, so enraptured had 
she been by the progress of Chris Vastos's big cock up the tight 
channel of her ass. Steve Vastos wasn't moving. The sensation of her 
throat muscles clamped around his rigid shaft, squeezing and pulsating, 
was simply too good. Susie had to push at his legs before he grabbed 
her head and began to move in her, pulling his mighty cock back until 
only the great knob was in her mouth so she could gulp a breath of air, 
then sending the complete length of his shaft deep into her throat 
again. 

If it had been wonderful before, now was even better. Susie simply 
closed her eyes, let her body go limp, and let the incredible 
sensations wash over her as the two brothers drove in and out of her 
convulsing, quaking body. Every movement sent paroxysms of pleasure 
through her, causing her throat and ass muscles to clutch spasmodically 
at the cocks that were so deliciously invading her. That only drove the 
two men to even greater heights of excitement, and they pounded their 
massive cocks into her tiny body with ever growing fury. It was 
heavenly. 

Suddenly both men stopped moving, both their cocks fully buried in 
Susie's body. She couldn't stand it; she wanted them to keep moving, to 
continue driving into her until she burst from the build-up of sheer 
pleasure. She tried to move herself, but she was pinned between them, 
her legs dangling in the air, firmly caught on those giant pegs of 
throbbing flesh. She couldn't understand what had happened. Then, 
through her pleasure-drugged daze, she heard Mrs. Vastos's piercing 
voice. 

"Oh, Miss Susie. You do so good. Both my boys really enjoy, I can tell. 
But you don't mind stop for minute. Here is George. George my nephew. 
He have nice schlong too. George, you take clothes off and show Miss 
Susie your schlong." 

George had slipped into the kitchen almost unnoticed, and had stood in 
shocked silence for several minutes before his aunt noticed him. What 
an incredible sight. That luscious young girl, only a teen-ager, 
really, being double- fucked by his two cousins with their giant horse-
cocks. And Chris actually had his prick in her asshole. It was beyond 
belief, but there it was, right in front of him. His own cock hardened 
in his pants immediately and he reached down to rub it. And what was 
more incredible was that she seemed to be looking over at him, 
welcoming him, and all that with those giant cocks stuffing her. He 
knew grown women who wouldn't even touch his cousins' cocks, so 
frighteningly huge did they find them, yet this little girl seemed to 
be reveling in them. 

"You like see George's schlong, too, Miss Susie?" 

Susie nodded as well as she could with Steve's telephone pole of a cock 
stuck right down her throat, then gave him a quick push with her other 
hand, hoping he would start moving again so she could breathe. She was 
on the point of blacking out when he finally pulled his cock back and 
she was able to take in a breath of air through her nose. His brother 
started moving again, too, and soon those two poles of flesh were once 
again driving her mad with pleasure. But Susie was still alert enough 
to her surroundings to watch out of the corner of her eye as George 
stripped off his pants. She liked what she saw. 

George stood next to his cousins, wondering how he could get involved. 
He felt Susie's hand strike his leg and then climb slowly upwards along 
his thigh until she was able to grasp his already iron-hard prick. She 
squeezed it triumphantly, feeling it throb beneath her fingers, then 
began pumping it in time to the two other cocks ramming into her. When 
the shudders of orgasm swept through her again, she squeezed him so 
tightly he groaned from mingled pain and pleasure. Then, while her body 
was still quivering, she pulled George closer. He was pressed against 
his cousin Steve but he hardly noticed because Susie was somehow 
bending her arm at a painful angle so she could run his dripping cock-
head all over her face and the sleek line of her throat. He could 
actually feel the sensation of his cousin's great schlong grotesquely 
stretching her cheeks and her throat muscles as it drove towards her 
stomach. 

He felt as if he were going to come right away, just from the feel of 
her silken skin, taughtly stretched around the cock in her mouth, 
rubbing against his enflamed cock- head. He was saved from so 
wastefully spilling his seed by his two cousins, both of whom clutched 
Susie even tighter and began gasping as they exploded in her body one 
after the other with meaningless grunts of animal passion. George 
stepped back and watched Susie's throat convulse as she greedily 
swallowed the torrent of come that spilled into her mouth. He saw his 
cousin Chris grimace in unbearable ecstasy as he pumped and spurted his 
juices deep into Susie's bowels. This set Susie off again, and her body 
writhed and twisted around the two impaling rods. The two hard cocks 
that had been supporting her softened rapidly, but fortunately George 
was there to catch the half senseless girl before she fell to the 
floor. 

Poor George didn't know what to do. His cock was hard and eager and he 
held this sexy girl in his arms. She was naked beneath her skirt, and 
he had had the most vivid proof imaginable that she loved cock. After 
the session she had just been through, he knew she needed a rest, but 
his impatient cock wouldn't let him wait. He twisted her still 
quivering body in his arms until her pussy lips were pressed against 
his cock. Holding her slender body with one hand around her waist, he 
reached down to ready his cock to penetrate her when he felt a stern 
hand on his shoulder. 

"No! No, George. Not right. Not like that. Not there. That for married 
peoples. You just wait a minute. Miss Susie let you do like Chris or 
Steve. You just wait and see." 

Mrs. Vastos had pushed herself up from her chair and hobbled over to 
them. After speaking to him she continued on past them, heading for the 
other side of the kitchen. Susie had her feet on the ground now, but 
George still held her. His cock was pressed into her back, the cheeks 
of her ass pressing against his balls. His hands were under her T- 
shirt cupping and squeezing her tits. 

Even though she was still panting and gasping for breath, Susie was 
reaching back, trying to find his cock and pull it into her, despite 
what Mrs. Vastos had said. She didn't want the feelings to ever stop. 
George felt her fingers on his balls, and couldn't stop himself. His 
aunt didn't want him to screw this girl in the cunt, though he was sure 
she wouldn't mind at all, but he had to put his hot, hard cock 
somewhere quickly or he would spill his seed all over her back. Susie 
was still caressing his balls and squirming sensuously against him. 
While still glowing from the pleasure Chris and Steve Vastos had 
brought her, she was already looking forward to new thrills. She 
strained upwards; he bent his knees. Her fingers found the base of his 
cock and positioned it where she wanted it. He straightened his legs 
and suddenly his cock was in her, sliding freely and easily into her 
well-lubricated asshole. 

Mrs. Vastos came hobbling back, pushing a steel cart ahead of her. It 
had two shelves, just two feet across, with the top one just at waist 
height. George already had Susie bent over and he was screwing his own 
rather substantial cock into her ass, holding her to him with a 
painfully tight grasp of her titties. Susie sighed and clutched her ass 
muscles down on him, and it was as if nothing had ever penetrated her 
there. George was amazed at the tightness and the heat. 

Then both he and Susie felt a shock. His aunt had somehow maneuvered 
the cart right under Susie's bent-over torso. George's knuckles scraped 
its surface as he continued to cling to her round titties. Susie gasped 
when the cold edge of the table met her over-heated belly. It just 
seemed to accentuate the fire within. She let herself fall forward onto 
it, grateful for the support. Now she had something to hold onto so she 
could screw her ass back against George's plunging cock. 

"There now. That better? George has nice schlong, too, eh Miss Susie? 
But not like my boys." 

"Oh Oh Ohhhh!" cried Susie as another orgasm swept over her. Her throat 
felt empty. but at least now she could cry out her pleasure and that 
always seemed to make it better. "Oh yes! Oh it's so good! Oh they're 
all so good. I love it! I love them! Oh, Mrs. Vastos, I love your 
family, their cocks, their schlongs. I want them in me. I want them 
all." 

"Boys! You hear Miss Susie. No just stand there! Give Miss Susie your 
schlongs." 

Chris and Steve had recovered from their exertions and had been 
watching with mounting excitement as their cousin carried on with what 
they had started. When they heard Susie cry out, and heard their 
mother's admonitions, they hurried over to stand in front of Susie. 

Chris got there first. Susie's head hung over the edge of the cart at 
the perfect height. Without thinking about where his cock had just 
been, without thinking about anything but finding renewed satisfaction 
in the young girl's body, he pushed his long, limp sausage at Susie's 
lips. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked it inside 
with a loud, lascivious slurp. Then she began to suck avidly, loving 
its dark musty taste. Her round ass squirmed enthusiastically as 
George's long cock skewered into her asshole. Chris Vastos's cock in 
her mouth swelled and swelled, quickly regaining all of its majestic 
size, turning her cries of pleasure into wordless whimpers. His brother 
stood impatiently in line behind him. Across the kitchen, Mr. and Mrs. 
Vastos sat side-by-side on their two chairs, watching proudly. They 
were holding hands. 

When George's over-excited cock finally exploded and sent his flood of 
come to join his cousin's deep in Susie's ass, Chris quickly pulled his 
now huge, hard cock from her throat and hurried to replace his cousin. 
Susie moaned in protest as both cocks suddenly left her, but that moan 
turned to a sigh of contentment as Chris's great pole pushed its way 
into her pulsing asshole just seconds after George had pulled out. Her 
sigh was cut off by another cock poking at her lips. Without even 
looking up she swallowed it greedily. 

The double fuckings went on and on, sending Susie into the convulsions 
of orgasm countless times, but always she wanted more and always there 
was another cock to plunge into her ass and another soft and savoury 
prick for her mouth. The two brothers and their cousin emptied their 
balls again and again into Susie's asshole and were sucked back to 
erection by her avid lips. Sometimes one or the other could not resist 
the tight clasp of her throat and would let his cock burst in her 
mouth; then she had to suck up the next limp prick to be presented to 
her lips quickly or there would be no hard cock ready to replace the 
one on the point of exploding in her ass. But each time it took longer 
and longer for the men to come and Susie's ass was continually reamed 
by hard cock. She was in a state of near-perpetual orgasm, aware only 
of the hard flesh that filled her. 

Then, at last her ass was empty. No hard cock rushed in to replace the 
one that had just spurted weakly inside her. She still had a tasty 
prick in her mouth, she did not know whose, but it refused to respond 
to the magic of her lips and tongue. Slowly she returned to her senses, 
her body still quivering, and reluctantly let the soft meat fall from 
between her lips. She looked up, conscious now of the hard shelf 
digging into her belly, squashing her tender titties. Steve Vastos 
stood sadly in front of her, looking down at her swollen lips and his 
limp and wrinkled prick. Susie pushed herself up and off the cart and 
looked behind her. Chris and George were sitting on the floor, their 
heads between their knees, their limp pricks drooping over their empty 
balls. 

Susie looked at her rumpled and come-stained skirt. She really should 
have taken it off, she thought. Her T-shirt was wet with sweat and 
showed the hard points of her still excited nipples. She tried to 
straighten her clothes into some semblance of respectability. There was 
nothing more for her here. She knew from experience that it would be a 
long wait for any of the men to revive. When Susie drained a cock it 
was completely drained. She turned to face Mr. and Mrs. Vastos, who 
were still sitting together, hand-in- hand. The woman looked somewhat 
crestfallen. 

"Oh Susie! What you do to my boys. They all wore out. Even their 
schlongs." 

She was so proud of her sons' schlongs that she almost resented the 
fact that Susie had been able to defeat them. But she was basically a 
good-natured lady, and she had so enjoyed the sight of her sons and her 
nephew ploughing their big schlongs into Susie's tiny body. And Susie 
was so appreciative, said such wonderful things about them that her 
maternal pride returned and burned even brighter than before. Then her 
husband spoke. 

"Miss Susie. I like watch you so much. My boys good boys. Good 
schlongs. Like father. Miss Susie, look!" 

Miss Susie looked, and broke out into a big warm smile. There, rising 
proudly from the old man's still open fly, was his long, youthful-
looking cock. Despite everything that had happened, Susie's mouth 
watered at the sight. 

"Oh my! It's hard again, Mr. Vastos. Oh, how wonderful! It looks so 
delicious. can I taste it again? Please?" 

Susie didn't even wait for an answer before kneeling in front of him 
and lovingly taking his rejuvenated cock into her sweet, warm mouth. 
She bobbed her head over his crotch and sucked happily. The old man's 
cock throbbed with excitement, and seemed to get harder and longer in 
her mouth, but no matter what tricks Susie played with her tongue and 
lips, he did not come. Susie was happy sucking on his wonderful cock 
but she also wanted to feel the old man's come shoot into her again. 
She lifted her mouth from his hard prick and rubbed it sensuously over 
her face, then kissed it and stood up to whisper into his wife's ear, 
her hands continuing to play with the noble schlong. Mrs. Vastos 
frowned, but Susie continued to whisper urgently. Finally the woman 
turned to look at her husband, his face a grimace of pleasure and pain, 
and slowly nodded her head. 

"Oh thank you, Mrs. Vastos! Thank you so much," Susie cried, before 
bending eagerly over the old man and kissing the ruby red head of his 
cock. Then she quickly straddled the chair and the old man's lap, her 
hands positioning his cock as she sank down on it. But instead of her 
well- traveled asshole, his vigorous rod surged into her achingly empty 
and neglected cunt. And it felt so good that Susie came right away and 
her cunt muscles rippled along the length of the old man's shaft, 
making him gasp with pleasure and bury his head between her breasts. 

Susie began to rise and fall on that wonderfully filling pole. It was 
so good and so different from what she had experienced with his sons. 
Susie clutched Mr. Vastos's head to her breasts and tried to fuck him 
to death. Up and down and around and around she screwed her ass, 
feeling his cock scrape against every inch of her hyper-sensitive cunt. 
And still the old man did not come, although his toothless jaws were 
biting at her titties as he sobbed and moaned in pleasure. 

While she blindly rode the old man's cock, Susie felt hands on her ass. 
Many hands. Her T-shirt was pushed up, and her skirt. Then she felt 
other things that felt very much like long limp cocks press and rub 
against the flesh of her ass and back. Someone unhooked her skirt and 
pulled it up. She let go of Mr. Vastos's neck and lifted her arms so 
that both the T-shirt and skirt could be pulled right off, leaving her 
totally naked. Now the limp cocks were rubbing all over her body, along 
with six hands that caressed and squeezed her flesh. Mr. Vastos sucked 
and munched on one titty, while unknown hands fought over possession of 
the other one. Fingers played over her belly and thighs, poked at her 
dripping asshole and even ran around the mouth of her cunt where the 
old man's cock was so deliciously trapped. 

Susie couldn't stop coming. In fact she had hardly stopped coming since 
she had entered the kitchen. She squirmed and writhed under all this 
attention, clamping her cunt muscles around the cock that filled it as 
she rose and fell. But it was hard work and her legs were tiring. And 
still the old man didn't come. Then Susie felt a strange sensation. She 
was being lifted into the air, but the old man's cock was still locked 
firmly in her cunt. They were both being lifted, still joined 
delightfully together. Hands gripped her tightly, hardening cocks 
rubbed against her. Susie did not know what was happening, nor did she 
care as long as she had old Mr. Vastos's wonderful cock inside her. 
Gently the fucking couple was lowered to the floor. 

The old man's body fell back, his toothless gums slipping off Susie's 
breast. His wife was quick to put something under his head, even if it 
was Susie's skirt and T-shirt. She fell forward onto his frail body, 
rubbing her breasts over his chest and raining kisses onto his face. 
Mrs. Vastos protested in the background but Susie didn't care anymore 
as she glued her lips to the old man's. In this new position she could 
feel him trying his best to use his hips to push his cock into her. But 
he was too old and weak. His cock, on the other hand, was young and 
strong, and it throbbed mightily in Susie's deliriously happy pussy. 

The many hands still caressed her with mounting fervour. Fingers poked 
at her asshole. The something else. A cock. She didn't know or care 
whose it was. She sobbed in happiness as the big cock pushed its way 
into her ass, side by side with the old man's in her cunt, and began to 
move. The fuck lasted for a long, long time, and Susie reveled in the 
double penetration. Her cries of passion mingled with the old man's as 
they both were driven mad by the friction of the fat cock plunging into 
her ass rubbing against the one in her cunt. 

Susie began babbling senselessly, telling Mrs. Vastos that her family 
had the best schlongs in the world, that she wanted to have them in her 
all the time. She cried out with fierce joy as the cock in her ass 
throbbed and shot its painful load into her guts. There was not much of 
the wonderful liquid, but it made up for its volume with the force of 
its throbbing. But still the old man did not come, though he was 
squirming and moaning more and more frantically beneath her. Another 
cock slid easily into her ass, and screwed her steadily and fiercely 
until it too humped dryly and slipped away, only to be replaced by yet 
a third one. When that last cock had fucked her ass as much as it could 
and then given up, the old man was still hard and eager within her. 

Tears of joy filled Susie's eyes. She could no longer talk or think. 
She was just a tangled mass of pleasure, all focussed on the miraculous 
pole that filled her cunt. She felt the old man stirring beneath her, 
pushing at her with his hands. She hoped desperately that he didn't 
want her to get off, and continued to grind her pussy into his crotch. 
Theo Vastos clenched his muscles and with every bit of strength left in 
him, suddenly rolled over until he was on top of a surprised Susie. Her 
head hit the floor with a thud, but she did not even feel it. Her legs 
shot up into the air and wrapped themselves around the old man's back. 
The only sound that came from her now was a loud, continuous keening 
wail. The explosions in her belly were too close together now to be 
distinguished from each other. 

The old man plunged his cock into her with quick, rabbit-like thrusts 
that drove her hard against the floor. Susie clutched him tightly to 
her, glorying in the aggressiveness of his fucking. He slobbered 
feverishly over her titties. Susie screamed when he suddenly bit down 
hard on her nipple and convulsed on top of her. His cock throbbed 
mightily, spraying her burning pussy with his pent- up come. Jolt after 
jolt of electricity surged through Susie's body as she felt him finally 
give her the juices she had so desperately craved. 

The loving couple panted together on the floor. Around them was 
silence. The old man's sons and his nephew were speechless, 
incredulous, awed. Mrs. Vastos felt a surge of pride swell her already 
substantial bosom. Her Theo. Her Theo and his wonderful schlong. Was 
there ever another one like it? Susie didn't seem to think so, the way 
she was now showering it with grateful kisses and carefully licking it 
clean. Then, while Mrs. Vastos hugged her husband proudly and wondered 
if she might not have been premature in giving up "that", Susie turned 
to the three younger men and took their limp and soiled cocks into her 
mouth one last time, cleansing them of all trace of her ass and its 
juices. 

Finally it was time to go. The Vastos family all helped her dress, but 
her clothes were a mess. All that fucking while she was still wearing 
them, and then the fucking on top of them had taken their toll. What 
would her mother say? She might not notice the absence of panties, but 
she was sure to notice the incredibly wrinkled skirt, stained with 
drying come and other darker stains, the dirty finger marks on the 
front of her T-shirt. Susie knew she would have to do something before 
she got home but she did not yet know what. Even going into the street 
like that would attract a lot of attention. But Susie was used to 
attracting attention on the street, so she prepared to continue her 
journey home from school. Then she remembered. 

"Oh, Mrs. Vastos. I had so much fun I almost forgot my coke. How much 
do I owe you." 

"Fifty cents. But you so nice to Theo and the boys, I give you for 
half-price. You give me only a quarter." 

Susie protested, but twenty-five cents was all Mrs. Vastos would take. 
Susie was so happy and grateful for her wonderful experience that she 
would have given everything she had in thanks, so she made her promise 
that the next time she came she would definitely pay the full price no 
matter what might happen in the kitchen. It hardly seemed right that 
the poor old couple should lose out when she herself had had so much 
fun. And she was sure she would be back again very soon. 



  Chapter 4 

Susie's legs felt a little weak as she walked down the street. She 
could still feel the Vastos family's huge schlongs in her asshole and 
taste them in her mouth, and the memory of the dear old man's cock in 
her cunt made her pussy twitch with remembered pleasure. She was so 
glad she had stopped at the restaurant and discovered the wonderful 
things they had that were not on the menu. She would like to eat there 
every day, but she doubted if there would be enough for her that often. 
Unless Mrs. Vastos had more relatives with big schlongs. She would have 
to ask. Her happy dreams were rudely interrupted. 

"Hey sweetie! Wanna suck my cock?" 

A delivery van had stopped next to her at a traffic light. The driver's 
obscenely grinning face looked down at her from the open window. His 
eyes took in every inch of the delectable sight, moving from the 
rounded slopes of her young ass, scarcely covered by the short skirt, 
to the thrusting mounds of her titties. He spat on the sidewalk. 

"Ya wanna suck my cock? I got a big one." 

The idea delighted Susie. She broke into a big smile as she turned to 
him and answered: "Sure! I'd love to!" A look of complete bewilderment 
flooded the man's face. She wasn't supposed to react like that. Susie 
stepped off the curb in front of the van and hurried towards the 
passenger door, carefully watching the traffic. If she had been paying 
more attention to the man in the van she would have seen the panic in 
his eyes as he saw her cross in front of him. Then she wouldn't have 
been so surprised when he suddenly pulled away the moment she touched 
the door handle, leaving her standing in the middle of the road. 

Susie was disappointed. Her mouth was already salivating in 
anticipation. But she had seen the same thing happen before. All too 
often some man would make a remark as she passed, say he wanted to fuck 
her, and then, when she happily agreed, rush away in confusion. Men! 
She really didn't understand them sometimes. But she wanted them all 
the time. 

The many men she had already had that afternoon: her teacher, the 
janitor, the vice-principal, Pop MacIntosh and the two salesmen, the 
entire Vastos family, were beginning to seem like distant memories. But 
she was nearly home. There probably wouldn't be too many more cocks 
falling in her path, and she still had to decide what to do about her 
clothes. Maybe she could think up some harmless explanation for her 
mother. Her father would understand. Ever since she had got up the 
courage to suck him off in the shower last month, he had begun to 
understand what a hot-assed daughter he had, and he knew that she 
fucked other men. Sometimes Susie thought he enjoyed the idea of other 
men fucking his daughter almost as much as he enjoyed fucking her 
himself. But her mother still didn't know. 

She was lost in thought as she drew closer to her home. The excited 
barking of a neighbour's dog brought her back to reality. She was in 
front of the Reynolds house, just two doors away from her parents. 
Ralph and Lorna Reynolds had just moved into the neighbourhood a few 
months ago, and Susie didn't know them very well yet. However, she was 
quickly getting to know Ralph Reynolds. Since she had noticed that he 
usually left for work at the same time she left for school, she had 
made a point of joining him in his garage several times a week. Usually 
she sat in his car sucking his cock while he stood in front of the open 
door; sometimes she leaned over the hood of the car while he fucked her 
vigorously from behind. He was a nice man. 

Mrs. Reynolds was sitting on the porch with a drink in her hand, 
watching their dog play in the front yard. The dog was bouncing 
energetically up and down in front of Susie. She bent to hug him, then 
walked up the walk towards the porch with the dog running after her. It 
was too bad it wasn't Mr. Reynolds. She would have liked to have his 
nice cock inside her right now. But maybe Mrs. Reynolds would help her 
with her clothes, let her clean them up a bit before she went home. 

The dog seemed intoxicated by Susie's presence, his tail wagging 
furiously. He was a large, friendly dog of an unknown mixture of 
breeds. Lorna Reynolds called out to him sharply, telling him to leave 
Susie alone. But the poor animal could not. The scent that drifted from 
between her legs was setting him on fire. As Susie walked, she almost 
tripped over him several times; he danced alongside her, pushing his 
head under her skirt. When his cold nose brushed her inner thigh, Susie 
felt a thrill run through her. 

She stopped at the porch steps. Mrs. Reynolds was looking curiously at 
her disheveled appearance. The dog was still nosing around under her 
skirt, and began to lick her cum-coated thighs with his warm rasping 
tongue. He would not stop despite Lorna's orders to him to behave, and 
the feel of the dog's tongue on her sent strange shivers through 
Susie's body. 

"It's all right, Mrs. Reynolds, he isn't bothering me. But could I ask 
you a favour?" 

"Why, of course, Susie. What can I do for you?" 

"Well, I'd just like to stop a minute and use your bathroom, maybe, to 
sort of try to clean up my clothes before my mother sees them. They got 
kind of messed up on the way home from school." It was very hard for 
Susie to talk with the dog's strong tongue now nearing her matted pussy 
hairs. 

"Certainly, child. Come right in and we'll see what we can do for you. 
Rover! Stop that! I don't know what's got into you. Leave Susie alone!" 

She opened the screen door and stepped aside to let Susie pass. Rover 
followed quickly. The stains on the young girl's clothes very very 
strange, and Mrs. Reynolds could not understand why her dog was so 
intent to get under Susie's skirt, nor why the girl did not seem to 
protest. As the door slammed behind them, the dog once more pushed his 
head right under Susie's short skirt, lifting it enough so that Mrs. 
Reynolds could see the young girl's naked behind. A strange feeling 
shot through her, one she tried to repress. 

"But how on earth did your clothes get this way, Susie? I've never seen 
anything like it. And why aren't you wearing panties?" 

Susie reflected a moment, then decided to be honest. There really was 
no other way to explain everything. If Mrs. Reynolds was too shocked 
she might tell her mother, but something in the older woman's attitude 
suggested to Susie that her secret would be safe. She wanted to see how 
the other woman would react, though she couldn't say exactly why. 

"Well, I guess it's mostly come. I've been fucking a lot on the way 
home from school. Usually I get undressed, but sometimes there just 
isn't time. That's why I got rid of my panties to save time." 

Lorna Reynolds didn't believe her ears. The muscles in her stomach 
contracted, her face flushed, and her breathing became difficult. 
Fucking! This sweet young girl! And talking about it so openly. It had 
to be true, too, she thought, looking more closely at the stains and 
breathing in the odour that surrounded the young girl. Come. It 
couldn't be anything else. And there was Rover, trying to lick it up, 
and Susie was letting him. It was incredible. She didn't know what to 
say. 

"But . . . your boyfriend? What does he . . .?" she stammered, not 
knowing what she wanted to ask. 

"Oh, I don't have a boy-friend, Mrs. Reynolds. Mom says that I'm too 
young to date. So I usually just fuck with men I meet on the way home." 

Rover was still trying to push his head under Susie's skirt. His cold 
nose ran over her wet pussy lips, bumping against her clitoris and 
making Susie gasp. Lorna Reynolds could see what was happening, but she 
could not believe it. She stared in horrified fascination at the dog's 
head moving enthusiastically under the young girl's skirt. She knew 
that this was horrible, that she should put a stop to it right away, 
but she couldn't. Some strange tension filled her body. 

"But . . you're so young. I can't believe . . . I mean who? . . . why? 
. . . how?" 

Susie could see Mrs. Reynolds excitement and she wanted to see what 
would happen next. Calmly, she began telling of the adventures that had 
befallen her so far today on her way home from school. Of course she 
didn't name names. Susie was very discreet--she certainly would never 
mention Mr. Reynolds. And while she talked, she caressed Rover's head 
as he began to lap at her juicy pussy. 

Lorna could take no more. With a little moan of frustrated passion she 
pulled the girl away from the dog and pushed her towards the bathroom, 
hoping to escape the demons that were bedeviling her. Her mind was full 
of images of big cocks sliding into Susie's girlish cunt. It upset her 
and excited her terribly. She didn't know why, but her husband had 
scarcely made love to her more than once or twice in the past month. 
Now, her unreleased sexual tensions were making her tremble. While she 
had been at university she had had a brief lesbian affair with her 
room-mate one year. It had not lasted long. Both had found boyfriends 
quickly. But it had been sweet and satisfying. The memories came 
flooding back as she looked over Susie's luscious body. Her pussy 
ached. 

Angrily, she pushed the protesting dog out of the bathroom, but they 
could both hear him whining behind the door. Susie said nothing, merely 
smiled and waited. She could tell that this was going to be another 
wonderful adventure. 

"O.K. now let's get those clothes off. We'll put them in the sink to 
soak, then we can just pop them into the dryer. If we need it, I can 
get out my iron. You'll soon be good as new." 

Her voice was strained and her gestures awkward and stiff as she 
reached out to help Susie with her clothes. Her hands brushed nervously 
against the sides of the young girl's breasts as she pulled the T-shirt 
over her head, noting with suppressed excitement the traces of many 
hands where the fabric bulged around the swelling titties. Lorna's 
mouth watered when she saw those two delicious mounds. She bent to help 
pull the hopelessly wrinkled and stained skirt off those lovely legs. 
Her face was right in front of Susie's delicate young pussy. Its pink 
lips, still swollen from her fucking with Mr. Vastos, gleamed with 
Rover's saliva. Lorna could see spots of dried come that matted the 
silken hairs framing the delicious slit. She wanted to plunge her face 
into that marvelous valley, taste it with her own lips. But she could 
not bring herself to do it. 

Slowly and reluctantly getting to her feet, she took the two discarded 
pieces of clothing and dropped them into the sink. Mechanically she 
sprinkled them with soap powder and ran the water. She had to get away 
or she would do something foolish. 

"Here, Susie. You look after this. I'll go and find you something to 
wear in the meantime." 

It hurt to tear herself away from that lovely body. Maybe if she's 
dressed, it will be easier, she thought. Her mind did not want to let 
her give in to her desires. All that had been long ago in the past. Now 
she was a married woman, respectable housewife. She should be 
reprimanding Susie, not lusting after her. But she couldn't stop the 
ache in her loins. 

As soon as Lorna had hurried away, Rover managed to push his way into 
the bathroom. Susie was leaning over the sink, washing out her clothes. 
When she felt the dog's cold nose again on her warm flesh, she gasped 
and leaned over even further, thrusting her ass back at him to give him 
access to her slit. The dog began licking feverishly, sending his whole 
muzzle deep between her ass cheeks, sweeping his rough tongue from her 
pussy to her asshole, slurping up the remains of the gallons of come 
that had been squirted into Susie that afternoon. Susie squirmed her 
ass and sighed in pleasure. 

When Lorna Reynolds returned with a bathrobe in her hand, she stopped 
outside the open door, hypnotized by the shocking sight in front of 
her. She couldn't move. The bathrobe dropped from her hand, and that 
same hand pressed tightly against her crotch and began rubbing. Susie 
suddenly cried out in pleasure. The dog's licking had already pushed 
her to an orgasm. 

"Susie! Rover! Stop that! How can you let him do that, Susie! It's 
horrible, and I won't have it." 

"What? Oh, I didn't notice," said Susie, turning to face her, letting 
the older woman take in a full view of her naked breasts and pussy. 
"But don't be mad at Rover. he was only playing. I don't mind." 

Lorna pushed the dog away, even more angrily this time. She was aroused 
and jealous and she was trying desperately to fight both feelings. 
Seeing the dog with his tongue between Susie's ass cheeks only made her 
desires seem that much more horrible and animalistic. Susie was sorry 
to see the dog go. Not only had his tongue felt so good on her pussy, 
but she had just noticed the long, red cock that had appeared beneath 
his belly. Even though it looked very different from any of the men's 
organs she had known, it was undeniably a cock, and Susie hated the 
idea of being so close to a hard cock that wasn't in her body 
someplace. Since there were always lots of men willing to fuck her, 
Susie had never even considered the possibility of animals. Now she did 
and the very idea excited her enormously. But she couldn't very well 
tell Mrs. Reynolds that she wanted to fuck her dog. Or could she? Mrs. 
Reynolds was looking at her very strangely. 

"Here. My God! Your whole body is covered with that stuff. How many 
times did you . . . no, never mind, don't answer. Just let me wash you 
off." 

Lorna began to rub at Susie's skin with a wet washcloth. Over her 
breasts and down across her belly to the mound of her pussy, then 
around and over the firm cheeks of her ass, then back to her proud 
young titties. The friction only added to Susie's excitement. She had 
already been brought to the boiling point by the dog. Now the lady of 
the house was making her boil over. Suddenly a small orgasm rippled 
through her. Susie closed her eyes and moaned. 

When she opened them again, Lorna Reynolds was kneeling on the bathroom 
floor in front of her. The washcloth lay on the floor forgotten. The 
older woman's eyes were glazed. Slowly she leaned forward and touched 
her lips to Susie's pussy. Instinctively Susie grasped at her head. Few 
of the men she had known had done anything like that, and their lips 
were so different that it was another experience altogether. Susie 
wanted more of it. Lorna's hands moved up to clutch the firm contours 
of Susie's ass. She buried her face in the young girl's pussy and began 
madly sucking and licking. 

Over and over again Susie's pussy exploded into orgasm under the 
woman's tongue. Her legs grew weak, her vision blurred. While Lorna 
frantically worked at her pussy with lips and tongue, Susie sank slowly 
to the bathroom floor, lost in a fog of pleasure such as she had never 
known before. Then the kissing stopped. 

Lorna pulled the dazed young girl to her feet and led her quickly to 
the bedroom. She did not see an eager Rover follow them. Susie lay back 
on the bed as the older woman hurriedly striped off her own clothes. 
But while she was doing so the dog suddenly leaped up onto the bed. 
Without thinking, Susie reached out and pulled him over her. His hairy 
belly rubbed sensuously against hers; his panting jaws fell between the 
twin hills of her titties; his long, red cock throbbed against her 
thigh. 

"No Susie . . . Rover! No! No! You can't!" the woman cried out. 

But Susie couldn't stop herself. Before Lorna's horrified and 
fascinated eyes, she reached down and set the dog's hard cock right at 
the entrance to her cunt. Despite the bizarre position, Rover reacted 
to the heat of her pussy lips on the end of his cock and, with one 
quick thrust, drove his dog prick deep into Susie's cunt. The girl let 
out a cry of delight and clutched his head to her breasts. His cock 
felt so hot within her it almost burned her pussy. It was so different 
from a man's and so good. The dog's rear end worked away like a jack-
hammer, frantically pounding his long, thin cock into her as if she 
were a bitch in heat. Which she was. 

It was wonderful. Susie writhed beneath her doggie lover, loving the 
feel of his fur, his claws on her, relishing most of all that 
incredible rapid-fire cock plunging into her like no man had ever done. 
Lorna could only watch. Never, in her wildest dreams had she imagined 
such a scene. Her fingers dug into her cunt, already leaking the juices 
of her passion, while her pet ploughed his animal cock into the sweet 
pussy she had just kissed. Susie's moans of pleasure drowned out all 
other sounds until the dog suddenly began to yelp and whine strangely. 
Susie hugged him even closer as she felt his cock jump within her and 
begin to shoot its fierce jets of dog-come into her all- devouring 
cunt. When she felt the knob of his cock swell up to gigantic 
proportions within her, Susie burst into another orgasm and blacked out 
from the overwhelming wave of pleasure that flooded over her. 

When she awoke a few seconds later the dog was gone, though her body 
was still quivering in the after-effects of his fucking. Instead of his 
fur against her skin she felt the warm smooth flesh of Lorna Reynolds. 
Susie was so happy with her wonderful new experience that she 
impulsively threw her arms around the woman and kissed her lips. 

Lorna was on fire. She had never felt so aroused and horny. 
Passionately she kissed Susie back on the lips, plunging her tongue 
into the surprised young girl's mouth. Then she moved her impassioned 
lips to the girl's tantalizing titties. In a frenzy of lust she licked 
and kissed those delicious mounds, biting at the nipples that shot into 
sudden erection as Susie felt arousal building in her again. Lorna 
wanted more than anything to plunge her face back into Susie's pussy, 
but the knowledge that it was now running over with dog come both 
excited her and repelled her. She didn't know what to do so she 
continued to gorge herself on the flesh of Susie's breasts. 

Susie solved the problem for her. Twisting around on the bed, she 
rubbed her face against the older woman's large, heavy breasts, 
suckling at the big rubbery nipples as she had done at her mother's not 
too many years before. Then she kissed her way down across Lorna's 
round belly, nuzzling at her navel, before unhesitatingly plunging her 
face into the dripping mass of hair between the older woman's 
widespread thighs. 

Only once before had Susie had sex with a woman, and she had liked it 
very much. Miss Betterton, her phys-ed teacher, had fucked her almost 
to death with a huge plastic cock before asking Susie to suck at her 
cunt. While it was nothing at all like taking a big fat cock into her 
mouth, Susie had quite happily licked away at the fragrant pussy until 
her teacher was ready to plunge the big dildo into her again. But she 
had never touched Susie's cunt with her mouth--only her hands and the 
grotesque plastic dildo. 

Lorna Reynolds did not have a dildo, but she did have an active tongue 
and an overpowering thirst for the juices of Susie's pussy. As soon as 
Susie's tongue touched her cunt lips, she forgot about the dog come and 
began licking wildly at the girl's dripping cunt. The idea that her dog 
had just fucked that tiny hole, that she was probably sucking up a 
dog's come was so indescribably filthy that it plunged her into an 
erotic trance where every touch of Susie's tongue on her pussy sent new 
shudders of delight through her body. Susie slurped happily on the 
juices that flowed so copiously from this housewife's cunt, reveling in 
the sensation of a tongue in her own pussy. Her delirium was not in the 
same league as that of Lorna Reynolds, however. Something was missing. 

The woman and the young girl rolled about wildly on the bed, heads 
locked to pussies. Being smaller and lighter, Susie usually ended up on 
top. Their first paroxysms had been dissolved in a dozen orgasms and 
they were both now quietly kissing each other's pussies, feeling the 
pressure begin to build again. Only then did Susie become aware of 
something else caressing her skin. Rover had been eagerly licking 
indiscriminately at their joined and sweaty bodies while they rolled 
about in their passionate frenzy, not noticing anything but each other. 

When Susie lifted her face for a moment from Lorna's enveloping cunt, 
she caught sight of the dog's cock flopping again beneath his belly. 
She wanted it. She tried to reach it with her mouth but the dog had 
already moved away. Lorna's moans of frustration sent Suzie back to 
licking enthusiastically on the older woman's juicy cunt, but she tried 
at the same time to push her round little ass higher in the air and 
wiggle it to attract the dog's attention. 

It worked. Soon the dog was licking at those ripe globes, pressing his 
narrow snout as far into Susie's ass crack as he could. His long tongue 
sometimes slipped over an unheeding Lorna's forehead, sometimes poked 
at Susie's asshole. Then she felt the sharp prick of the dog's claws 
digging into her skin as the animal awkwardly tried to climb on top of 
the tangled pile of human bodies. The white cheeks of Susie's ass, 
raised high in the air, triggered some instinctive mechanism in his 
head and soon he was straddling her body, poking at her hips with his 
hard cock, trying to find an opening to plunge it into. One desperate 
lunge sent his cock skidding down Susie's ass crack and in alongside 
Lorna's nose where it was caught between the older woman's face and the 
cheeks of Susie's ass. He moved in and out of that warm channel for a 
few strokes before his long red prick flopped free again. Rover 
continued pumping furiously, bouncing his hard prick off Susie's tender 
ass, almost bruising her with the strength of his lunges. But he could 
not find an opening. 

Susie moaned in frustration. The dog couldn't find her hole. Lorna's 
face completely covered her pussy, and her tiny little asshole was too 
small a target. Lorna had felt the heat of the dog's hard prick as it 
rubbed against her cheek, but she did not know what it was. She opened 
her dazed eyes and found herself looking directly at the dog's balls, 
as they swung back and forth with his every lunge. When she realized 
what it was, she turned her eyes up and watched in horror as the hard 
red prong pounded the young girl's ass. Now that Lorna had stopped 
licking, Susie wanted the dog's prick more than ever. 

"Oh help him! Help him, please, Mrs. Reynolds. Oh please help him put 
it in me. Oh I want it so much. Lick me, suck me, too. Don't stop. Only 
help him! Help me, please!" 

But Lorna could do nothing. It was too horrible. She closed her eyes 
and began to suck on Susie's delicious pussy again, trying to shut out 
of her mind the vision of the dog's long, red cock. Susie squirmed 
against her tongue and Rover continued to thrust. Finally he found the 
target. Susie gasped as the head of the dog's cock pushed suddenly 
against her asshole. She pushed back against it and it popped right 
inside. Then, as Rover whined excitedly, his furious thrusts drove the 
entire length of his prick into Susie's receptive ass. 

Every once in a while the dog's balls brushed over Lorna's forehead. 
She could feel the bristly hair and the inhuman heat of his flesh but 
she tried to pretend it wasn't there. She could feel that Susie had 
stopped sucking her, and she moaned unhappily, but she couldn't stop 
herself from wanting to keep her lips glued to that wonderful young 
pussy, no matter what awful things were happening. But every time she 
felt the dog's balls rub over her head, she shuddered violently and 
sucked even harder on Susie's pussy 

Susie had stopped licking because, soon after Rover had finally 
penetrated her ass, she had heard someone else come into the room. She 
cried out as Rover thrust particularly deep into her and opened her 
eyes. Ralph Reynolds stood there in the doorway in shocked silence, 
watching the obscene trio on the bed. After the last few weeks, nothing 
Susie did in the realm of sex would have surprised him, but he had 
never imagined the sweet young girl being screwed by a large hairy dog. 
His dog. And his wife. He didn't believe it, but his cock did. It 
throbbed with sudden urgency in his pants. Susie's lust-dazed eyes were 
focussed right on his crotch and she licked her lips even as the tongue 
in her pussy and the dog cock in her ass drove her to another orgasm. 

Ralph dropped his briefcase and fumbled frantically with his zipper. In 
a few seconds he was on the bed with them, kneeling between his wife's 
outstretched legs, squatting over Susie's face and feeding his 
hardening cock between her lips. Susie sucked voraciously as he began 
driving in and out of her mouth. Every thrust pressed Susie's chin 
against Lorna's clitoris, and let his balls slap against his wife's 
cunt lips. The sight of the dog below him, digging his claws 
desperately into Susie's back as he drove his prick into her asshole 
was incredibly exciting. 

Ralph Reynolds fucked her throat, Rover was furiously pounding his dog-
cock into her asshole, and Lorna Reynolds was sucking more desperately 
than ever at her cunt. It was too good to be true, but Susie welcomed 
them all. Her body convulsed with pleasure. Her titties dug into 
Lorna's stomach while the woman's larger, softer breasts pressed 
against her. Rover was shuttling his long hard cock in and out of her 
asshole faster and faster while she sucked avidly at the cock buried in 
her throat. 

Then Rover barked wildly and his cock jerked deep in Susie's ass as he 
sent sharp jets of come into her for the second time. His swelling cock 
stretched her asshole deliciously, especially when he tried to 
immediately pull it out. As the dog scrambled from her body, his still 
dribbling cock was dragged over Lorna's face, leaving a trail of sticky 
dog-come on her forehead and in her hair. Lorna felt it and shuddered 
into her own orgasm at the thought of what it was. 

Susie concentrated her efforts on the prick that filled her mouth. 
Ralph was so aroused by the scene that he couldn't hold back. He 
grabbed Susie's head and plunged his cock as far into her throat as he 
could, holding it there as it throbbed and spurted its load directly 
into her belly. Then he pulled it back and Susie sucked happily on the 
shrinking cockhead until it became too painful for him and he had to 
pull it out. Rover sat in a corner, licking at himself. The two women 
were left alone, still entangled in their passionate sixty-nine. With 
no other distractions they both brought each other to yet another 
orgasm before they fell limply apart. Ralph watched them, lying wearily 
side-by-side on the bed, lazily showering kisses on each other's 
pussies. But these were kisses of gratitude, not passion. 

When she looked up and saw her husband standing there with his limp and 
dripping cock hanging out of his pants, Lorna was shocked and totally 
confused. She hadn't even known he was there, too lost in Susie's pussy 
and thoughts of the dog to notice the late addition to their games. A 
pang of jealousy shot through her. Susie must have sucked her husband's 
cock. But jealousy was quickly replaced by fear. She had been caught 
completely naked, sucking the cunt of a thirteen-year old girl, sucking 
dog-come out of that cunt. And she, the responsible adult, had let it 
all happen. What would her husband say or do? What could she say? Would 
she go to jail? How would she ever live down the shame of it all? And 
what was worse, would it never happen again? 

Ralph said nothing. The same sort of thoughts had run through his head 
at first. Now he had other ideas. He slowly undressed. Rover sat in his 
corner and watched. Susie's eyes went from husband to wife. What was 
going to happen? Whatever it was, she was ready for it. 

What happened was the following: Ralph Reynolds sat on the bed between 
the two women. At his suggestion Susie took his cock into her mouth 
again and began sucking it back to life. Mrs. Reynolds couldn't resist 
the sight of Susie's round white ass in the air and, with her husband's 
blessing, she began sucking, this time at the girl's asshole, savouring 
the viscous liquid that flowed from it. Before Ralph was ready to come 
he pulled his cock from Susie's mouth and pushed his wife away from the 
girl's ass. Then he knelt behind her and plunged his cock into her 
cunt, fucking her as vigorously as he had that morning over the hood of 
their ancient Ford. Susie squirmed about until she could get her mouth 
on Lorna's twat, and sucked the wife's pussy while the husband reamed 
her cunt from behind. When Ralph finally spilled his load into her 
belly, both Susie and Lorna were quivering with orgasm. 

The three of them sat and talked then about what had happened. Lorna 
was so ashamed she could hardly speak. She didn't even look at the 
other two as Susie tried to tell her that it had all been wonderful and 
perfectly natural. Neither Susie nor Ralph mentioned their meetings in 
the garage--it didn't seem appropriate. Rover came back unnoticed to 
the bed and suddenly thrust his long tongue into Lorna's gleaming 
pussy. With a horrified cry she pushed the dog away and leaped to her 
feet. Susie's clothes, she babbled. She had forgotten all about them. 
Susie started to get up but Lorna insisted on going herself. She had to 
get away from Rover. She couldn't let herself give into such horrible 
lusts. 

When she returned a few minutes later, she found Susie kneeling on the 
floor over Rover's body, with his long red cock deep in her throat. 
Behind her, Ralph was plunging his re-invigorated cock into the girl's 
asshole. While Lorna watched jealously, the dog erupted in Susie's 
throat and the man exploded in her ass. Susie happily swallowed 
everything they had to give her. 

Neither man nor dog was capable of more, but Lorna was terribly excited 
again. She got on her knees and sucked her husband's come from Susie's 
ass while the young girl cleaned the man's cock and balls with her 
questing tongue. When Rover began licking at his mistress's ass, she 
was too overcome with lust to make him stop--or even to want him to 
stop. Later Susie helped the dog mount a kneeling and trembling Lorna 
and fuck her to a mighty climax while her husband fed his limp cock to 
her voracious lips. 

Finally it was time for Susie to go. Mrs. Reynolds could only watch in 
limp exhaustion as Susie slipped into her sparkling clean clothes. 
Susie kissed the husband and wife goodbye, hugged the dog and headed 
out into the twilight, leaving the three of them on the soiled and 
messy bed. The Reynolds family would never be the same again. 

She was very late. Her mother would be worried, then angry, Susie knew. 
But she didn't mind. It had been a lovely walk home from school. Even 
nicer than yesterday when she had met that motorcycle gang. She bounced 
happily into the house. 

"Hi Mom! I'm home!" 

"At last! Where on earth have you been? You know how I worry when 
you're late. And you've missed supper." 

"Oh, I just stopped to talk to some people. And I played with the 
Reynolds' dog. Nothing special. Don't bother about supper, I'm not 
really hungry. I had some hot- dogs to eat." 

"Nothing special? You've been coming home later and later the past few 
months. I don't know what's gotten into you lately." 

Susie laughed and her father looked pained. She knew exactly what had 
got into her and it had been great. But tomorrow was another day. She 
could hardly wait. 

                                                 The End

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