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(Note: I am not the author, only the archivist.

The following story deals with themes of explicit sex.  If you're not
old enough to be here, you're not old enough to read it.  Scram.)



		     "Jerry's Girl" By: Phil Phantom


I never thought I could win a girl like Pam Driscol, yet six weeks
after our first date, we were on our way to the Junior Prom.  A week
before that, Pam took my ring and we were steadies.

Pam and I were getting serious.  Her parents didn't seem at all
pleased by that fact.  Tracks divided our neighborhoods.

Pam is a rich kid, a bit spoiled, an only child.  Her junior year at
Calvin High was her first public school experience.  Pam was a bit of
a wallflower for most of the year.  She got a reputation for being
stuck up and uppity.  She was neither.  I helped her with science lab;
she helped me learn to dance.  We became friends, nothing more.  

I considered her way out of my league.  Pam has a priceless beauty -
blond, light complected, petite, blue/green eyes - like a rare
porcelain doll.  She was sexy without really trying.  Lucky for me,
she hated jocks.  Pam liked boys of wit and brain.  I'm not all that
funny, but I do have a well-hung brain. 

Our dates were fun, full of festive walks and talks, but no sex.  Oh,
I wanted her, God how I wanted her.  I just could not bring myself to
touch her in an intimate familiar way, though she never gave me an
indication that she'd refuse my advances.  She also gave no indication
that she wanted one.  As we posed for pictures at her family's
palatial home in our prom clothes, I still hadn't touched her.
Holding hands and a friendly peck good night was the extent of
foreplay.

As we drove off in my father's pickup truck, I started towards the
High School when Pam said, "No, turn right.  We have to swing by your
house, too."

I sat at the stop sign and said, "I don't think so, Pam.  My folks
aren't expecting us; besides, I think they went out."

"How can they?  We have the truck.  Jerry, why don't you want me to
meet your family.  I'll never look better than I do now.  We will
never look this good together.  I want them to have a picture of us
together.  Who knows, we might get married some day.  Come on, Jerry.
I want to make the best impression I can."

I let out a deep breath, turned in my seat and said, "Pam, my folks
are kind of...well...strange.  I've told you about Dad, well Mom is
just as bad.  Pam, do you know what swingers are?"

"Do you mean like wife swappers?"  I nodded, deeply embarrassed.  "I'm
not a baby, Jerry.  I figured it was something like that.  It isn't
your fault what your parents do.  At least they're not abusing you or
doing drugs or stealing from people.  I don't care what they do
together.  That's none of our business."

"Pam, you don't understand.  My dad is crude, I mean real crude.  Half
the time he's naked, so is Mom, for that matter."

"You've seen your parents naked?" I nodded meekly.  "In front of your
brothers and your sister?"

"Pam, I've seen them doing it.  We all have, lots of times, and not
just with each other."

Pam drew back in astonishment, her eyes wide.  "You've actually seen
them...making love?"

"That's a nice word for it, yes."  Pam sat in silence for too long.  I
said, "Look, I'll take you home if you want."

She turned and placed her delicate fingers on my arm and said, "Don't
be silly.  I want you to take me to meet your family.  I'm sorry, but
we have to face them sooner or later.  Let's get it over with.
Nothing will spoil this night.  Really, I want to."

Well, I finally caved in but stopped to make a warning call first.  As
usual, the yard was littered and overgrown.  The old Pontiac sat on
blocks.  I guided Pam through the debris field as she tried to find
dry footing for her high heels.  I held her arm as we walked up the
rickety steps.  I held open the screen door and opened the solid door.
Pam passed through into a world she'd never been exposed to.

My dad sat on the old sofa in boxer shorts and a tank top.  Mom sat
beside him wearing her mini-skirt with a half cup bra.  My two younger
brothers were sprawled in front of the TV in their underwear, and my
twelve-year-old sister was naked, painting her toenails.  Strange as
this may sound, I was relieved; they were presentable.

>From the corner of my eye I could see that Pam was taking it all in,
>trying 
not to stare at Judy's naked beaver shot.  Judy loves to flash her
beaver.  Mom and Dad encourage her.  Brad and Danny immediately jumped
up and surrounded Pam.  To them she looked like a fairy princess in
her flowing white form-fitting dress with puffy sleeves and open
bodice.  I kept pushing them away until Dad told me to let them get a
look at her.  I nervously brought Pam before Mom and Dad and said,
"We're in a big hurry.  We just wanted to swing by for a few pictures.
We're actually running kind of late."

Dad sat there looking over Pam like a refugee at a banquet.  I
nervously shifted my weight as Pam extended her hand and said,

"Hi, my name is Pan Driscol."

Dad took Pam's hand and pulled her spinning onto his lap.  She was not
expecting this and more-or-less fell onto his lap with her knees
facing Mom to his right.  She sat there stunned as Dad said, "So this
is Jerry's new playmate.  Not bad, kid.  Not bad at all.  Is she a
virgin?"

"Dad, please don't."  I could have died, and by the look on Pam's
face, so could she.  Brad and Danny snickered and giggled.  Judy said,
"Why don't you just check her out, Dad?"  Pam looked pale.  Mom sat
there smiling through the whole thing.

Dad grasped her by the hips and centered her right over his crotch.
When he'd spun her onto his lap, her billowy skirt fanned out so when
she met his lap, her skirts were not under her.  Whatever she had on
under that dress was obviously not enough.  Her expression told me
that much.  Dad said, "I asked a question.  Isn't somebody going to
answer?"

"Dad, don't do this.  Pam's not like that."

"Boy, don't talk to me in that tone.  Pam, how about it?"

Pam swallowed hard and said meekly, "Yes...I mean, well, I've never
done it."

"What you mean is you've never had a real cock up you.  Is that what
you're trying to say?  Don't be shy with us.  We're all family here.
We just want to get to know you."

"I've never had sex, if that's what you mean."

"Honey, do you have a hymen or don't you?"

Pam gulped again, bowed and shook her head.  Her head shot straight up
when Dad grabbed her left tit and squeezed.  She sat stiff as a rod as
he squeezed the other.  His meaty hand went back and forth as he said,
"Nice firm titties, no stuffing here.  Lean forward, sweetheart.
Let's get a look at these puppies."

Amazingly, Pam allowed Dad to push her forward and she remained there
passively as he unzipped her gown.  He pushed her upright and pulled
the puffy sleeves down her arms, pulling each arm free, then rudely
yanking the top of her dress down.  He then simply pushed the bra up
over her tits.  Pam looked numb as Dad whistled and rolled her hard
nipples in his fingers.  Brad and Danny reached in from her left side.
I started to stop them but a hard look from Dad backed me down.  I
stood there like an idiot, watching my girl's tits get mauled by my
Dad and two shithead brothers.

Dad lost interest in her tits and swung her legs up onto Mom's lap.
She ran her hands up and down Pam's legs as Dad ran his hand straight
up her inner thigh to the crotch.  Pam bit her lower lip and let out a
whimper as, I was sure, Dad was rubbing his finger over her crotch.
Had it not been for the panty hose, I'm sure he would have fingered
her.

Brad got on the sofa behind Pam, spread his legs out and pulled her
back by the tits.  Pam let herself fall back against my brother's
chest as Danny fastened his mouth to her left nipple.  I envied those
two.  Pam had the most perfect set of breasts I'd ever seen - pink
nipples on a field of snow white softness, firm yet soft and yielding.  

At this point, Judy walked to Pam's hip and said, "Show us her pussy,
Dad."

Dad said, "Hold your damn horses, Judy.  I'm warming her up first.
You don't just go up to a girl you just met and demand to see her
pussy."

Mom pushed Pam's skirts up into a pile around her middle, then reached
for the top of her panty hose, saying, "I think she's plenty ready,
now."  With that, she slowly pulled panty and panty hose as Dad lifted
Pam's hips.  Pam let out a groan as Mom uncovered her pubic patch.  I
let out a groan at the sight of that patch.  It was so fine and light,
you had to look twice to see it.  While Mom busied herself removing
shoes, panties, and panty hose, Dad went for Pam's pussy.  He wasted
no time and had two middle fingers in deep.

Pam went completely limp and let her legs fall open after Mom freed
them.  Dad's fingers fucked her as he declared, "Jesus Christ, but
this bitch has a fine pussy."

Judy cried, "Let me, let me feel!"

Dad relinquished Pam's pussy to my sister and Judy tried to work her
whole hand inside.  Pam strained and grimaced as Mom came to her
rescue, slapping at Judy's wrist and saying, "Finger her nice, don't
go stretching her out.  She's practically a virgin, you know."  Judy
reluctantly used her fingers.

Brad scampered out from under Pam and crawled right over her as her
head fell to the cushions.  He straddled her middle, sinking into the
pile of white silk and lace.  He peered between her legs, calling his
turn.  Dad gave it to him, then Danny got a turn.  Pam look dazed,
bordering on delirium.  I figured this was my last date, so I took
advantage of the opportunity to feast my eyes on her body, especially
her golden pussy.  More than anything, I wanted a turn, but I just
couldn't do it to her.  Even Mom took a turn before turning her over
to Dad.

Dad got three fingers going in a steady fuck motion.  Danny went back
to a titty as Judy claimed the other.  Brad sat by her head and jacked
off near her eyes.  Mom placed Pam's right leg so that it hooked on
Dad's neck.  She pushed the left out to the floor and lowered her face
to rest on the inside of Pam's left thigh, watching Dad's fingers work
in Pam's soupy pussy.  Dad had Pam lifting up to meet his plunging
fingers.  Occasionally, he'd stop to feed Mom those fingers.  At those
times, Pam seemed impatient for their return.  

Dad brought her to a body-shuddering orgasm, then let Mom move in to
suck her pussy.  Judy lifted her head to see what was making those
delicious sensations between her legs.  When she saw Mom's face
staring back over her mound, she swooned and her head fell back.  Dad
brought her off twice more before telling me to fetch the camera.

As I attached the flash bar, he said, "She wanted pictures, let's take
pictures."  I needed no instructions.  Mom and Dad posed her and I
took the shots.  They especially wanted spread beaver shots, so Pam
had to assume a variety of spread positions as Mom or Dad or both
pried her lips apart and poked fingers in her holes.  She knelt on the
sofa with her head in the cushions.  They had her reach back and
spread her cheeks apart.  For another, she did a head stand against
the back of the sofa, her skirts draping her upper body, doing the
inverted splits.  I leaned over the sofa for the close-up beaver shot.
Mom came up and ate her to a toe-curling climax.  Pam followed every
order without a whimper of protest.  

One in particular I will always cherish.  Dad had Pam sit on his lap
leaning back against his chest.  She held her legs straight up in a
wide "V" and used her fingers to open up her pussy while Dad squeezed
her tits out in offering.  I got low with the lens at her twat and
took the shot up her body, getting her passion-glazed face in the
frame.  After the shot, I announced that it was the last one.  Mom got
down and ate her pussy again while Pam held the pose for her.  She was
quickly rewarded by yet another orgasm.  Judy got in place to lap up
her juices as Pam's legs flopped down on either side of her.

Dad let Judy finish, then rolled Pam off, slapped her ass, and said,
"You two better get a move on."  He turned to me and said, "Well, son,
we got her all primed and ready for you.  You got yourself a hot one
here, Boy."

Mom helped Pam get her things back in order, then brushed out her hair
and cleaned Brad's cum off her face.  She patted Pam's cheek and said,
"There you go, fresh as new.  You kids have a good time."

At the door, Dad called out, "You bring her back over after the dance.
You owe us, you hear?"

I saw no harm in agreeing because I knew Pam would want me to take her
straight home or to a police station.  He added, "Boy, you ain't
keeping this one to yourself.  You remember what I said, and don't
stay out late."

I walked her to the truck and held the door.  She got in silently.  I
eased into the drivers side and gave her a cautious glance.  Pam
stared straight.  I started the truck and we headed down the street.
After a long silence, I said, "I'm sorry, Pam."

She looked straight ahead and said, "It wasn't your fault, Jerry.
Let's just forget it, okay?"

When it came to the point where the road to her house diverged from
the road to the school, I was in a quandary.  I said, "Do you want me
to take you home?"

"No, take me to the prom."

Well, we went to the prom and did the prom thing.  We left early.  I
took her to her street and turned on the signal.  She said, "What are
you doing?"

"Taking you home."

"But you heard what your father said.  You have to take me back there
first."  

Well, you could have clubbed me senseless with a wet noodle.  I turned
off the blinker and kept driving.  I had to say something.

I said, "Pam, I can take you home if you want.  I can tell them you
left me at the dance.  You don't have to go back there."

"No, you'll get in trouble.  Just drive, Jerry."

"Pam, do you understand what Dad intends to do?"

"Jerry, I'm not an idiot.  If I have to put up with your family in
order to be your girlfriend, then that's what I have to do."

I could have contradicted her, but the idea of this goddess willing to
offer herself to my family to be my girlfriend had my dick at
attention.  I wanted more.  I said, "Pam, Dad will continue to make
demands on you as long as you're my girl.  I can't stop him or help
you."

"I know, Jerry.  I don't expect you to."

I couldn't stop myself.  I said, "He's going to fuck you and let other
men fuck you.  They make movies, porno movies."

"Jerry, I know.  I don't like this any more than you do, but what
choice do we have?"

I almost lost it at that point.  I drove faster.  We arrived and moved
right to the front door.  Pam looked eager to get inside.  Everyone
was still up.  Mom and Dad were naked, as was Judy.  Dad held the
video camera in his lap.  Brad and Danny got naked and joined the
others on the sofa, stroking their dicks with a hungry gleam in their
eyes.  Dad told me to bring Pam before them and strip her.  

He brought the camera up and hit the record button as Pam walked to
the center facing Mom and Dad.  She stood still and let me remove
every stitch of clothing.  After helping her step free of her panties
and panty hose, I stepped back and took in her quivering nakedness
from the rear.

She was absolutely adorable.  She stood stock still as Dad got up and
panned around her, poking his lens into intimate nooks and cunnies.
The light, untanned, skin that most girls have beneath their swimsuits
was all over Pam, making her whole body look like intimate flesh.  She
had a perfect female form without muscles or sinew showing and no body
fat, giving her a trim yet soft look.  

While Dad taped, everyone just sat staring in silence, making her more
uncomfortable and nervous.  I moved to the left side of the sofa to
survey her front.  I leered as lustfully as the others, enjoying her
discomfort, still high on the fantasy that she was willing to endure
this humiliation in order to be my girl, though I suspected she had
her own reasons.

>From the front, her nudity was breath-taking.  It would be
>breath-taking 
without her flowing blond hair and expertly made-up face.  With it,
she was more so.  Another thing that made her look so precious was my
class ring dangling between her breasts on an expensive gold chain her
father gave her.

Her state of arousal was quite apparent.  Her nipples were stiff and
arching up.  A red hue spread over her face and upper chest.  Most
noticeable on Pam was the state of her pussy.  Her light pubic hair
hid nothing.  

Bright camera lights placed on the floor lit up the golden hairs
between her legs.  They glistened with her juices.  Her inner thighs
shone from having spread that wetness with her steps.  The lips of her
sex were inflamed and puffed out.  Though her knees were inches apart,
you could see pink all down her slit.  Most telling of all was her
clit, poking out from the plane of her sex lips like a skinned rodent
about to make a dash to safety.  If you looked hard - and we and the
camera did- you could see it throb with her heartbeat.

I silently cheered Dad on to have his way with her.  My heart leapt at
his words, "Spread those feet out and show us your horny twat, Pam."

Pam slid her right foot out by a yard and placed her hands on her
upper ass swells, leaning back to thrust her pussy out.  Dad set a
light on the floor between her feet and sat before her, bringing the
camera in for a close-up.  Pam, without prompting, brought her hands
around and used her fingertips to open her pussy.  Dad said, "That's
it, baby, play with your pussy.  What's your name, sweetheart?"

I thought this was a rather odd question to ask until I remembered he
used the new camera with audio.  Pam spoke loud and plain, "Pamela
Driscol," then stabbed her right fuck finger deep in her cunt.

Dad zeroed-in on her plunging finger.  "Who is your father, Pamela
Driscol?"

She used the fingers of her left hand to expose her stiff clit and
roto-rootered it with her right index finger while saying, "Judge
Driscol, the county judge."

"Are you a virgin, Pam?"

"Yes, sorta.  I've never been fucked by a real cock."

"Do you have a hot and horny cunt, Pam?"

"Yes.  It's always horny.  It drives me crazy."

"What do you do about it?"

"I fuck it.  I fuck it a lot with my Mom's dildoes.  I watch Dad's
movies and fuck my cunt with Mom's toys.  Sometimes, I spy on Mom and
watch her fuck the gardener or pool guys and fuck myself."  Pam
brought herself off in a paroxysm of fuck lust and filthy
declarations.  

When she calmed, Dad stopped the tape and said, "Beautiful, fucking
perfect."   He turned to me and said, "Well, Son, was she a good
fuck?"

I said, "We didn't do anything but dance, Dad."

"What!  After we got her all primed and ready, you danced?"  I nodded
sheepishly.  "Jesus H. Christ, what do I have to do, stick it in for
you and pump your ass up and down?  You always were the black sheep.
Well, don't just stand there like a fool.  Strip down and fuck the
little slut."

I looked uncertainly to Pam.  She appeared to be waiting for me to
strip.  I stripped.  I approached her, got close, then turned to Dad
and said, "You mean right here?"

"Yes, God dammit, right here.  Feel her up first, get her hot, then
fuck her."  He reset the camera and began taping.

I timidly reached for her left breast and gave it a gentle squeeze.  I
teased the nipple, conscious of my now rampant, throbbing hardon.  I
brought the other hand to her crotch and cupped her sex.  She moaned.
My index finger ran through her slippery cleft and teased her clit,
making her swoon.  I sank my middle finger into her cunt.  It was like
going into warm custard pie but very snug.  I used two fingers and
finger-fucked her pussy.  She bit her lower lip.  I kissed her and she
reached out with her tongue.  I sucked it into my mouth and drew our
bodies close, pushing my cock between her legs.

>From behind, I heard Judy shout, "Fuck her, Jerry!"  Brad added,
>"Fuck her 
butt."  Mom said, "You're no son of mine if you don't go down on her
first."  We had this to deal with in addition to Dad's intrusive
camera.

I broke off the kiss and trailed kisses down her front as I went to my
knees.  Suddenly, I was looking right into Pam's pussy in lewd
presentation as she maintained her out-thrust pose.  I buried my face
in her muff and sucked ravenously, wallowing in her rich vaginal
slime.  I could not get enough and delved deep inside to lap her
walls.  I sucked that little skinned rodent and nipped it with my
teeth.  I had Pam moaning and groaning and nearing collapse as she
tottered on wobbly legs.  I could have stayed there all night, but
Dad's voice boomed out behind me, "All right, already, fuck her!"

I stood and aimed my cock at her hole, fitting it between her lips.  I
grasped her by the hips and pulled.  I went all the way in as slick as
snot sliding down a drain.  Pam grabbed my ass and pulled me tighter
into her.  Dad got down between our legs and filmed from his back.
Soon, we were fucking, fucking hard and fast, fucking in a wild
in-place dance of lust.  Unfortunately, due to the extreme sensations
coming from my groin, I blew my nuts after just a few minutes.  The
rush of sensation brought me to my knees.  From there, I simply
toppled over.  

Dad got up and yanked me to my feet, saying, "That was pathetic.  Take
this and watch a pro."  He handed me the camera.  Dad brought a chair
in from the dining room.  He placed it before the sofa and brought Pam
over, telling her to kneel on it and place her hands on the floor.
Pam did not hesitate.  Her ass was up high and vulnerable as Dad got
poised behind her, stroking his nine-inch rod.  He placed the tip in
her hole and said, "This is how you fuck a bitch like Pam."

With that, he sank all nine inches into her in one go, taking Pam's
breath away.  He let out a groan of his own and declared, "Jesus!
Fuck, this is damn fine pussy!"  

I got excellent shots as he stroked in and out slowly, constantly
marveling at her feel.  Pam lolled her head under the pleasant
sensations Dad created in her.  Soon, he was fucking rather steadily.
Before long, he was pounding his cock into her, and Pam's hair whipped
the air; her lusty screams sent hot tingles through my body.  I have
never seen a female anything enjoy a fucking like Pam enjoyed that
fucking.  It was like one long orgasm.

Dad did not last as long as he thought he would.  After he pulled out,
he apologized to me.  I zoomed in on her gaping, cum-leaking twat.
Brad jumped behind Pam with his five inch prick in his hand and said,
"Can I butt fuck her now?"  Dad nodded and Brad put his dick in Pam's
cunt, got it good and wet, then poked it at her asshole.  Pam held
steady for him as he gradually gained entry into her tight ass.  His
five inches made her groan.

While Brad enjoyed his butt fuck, Mom pulled another chair in front of
Pam and sat down.  I quickly abandoned her ass and rested the camera
on Mom's left hip bone.  Pam raised her head and found herself looking
into my mom's shaved and spread beaver.  She turned her head and
smiled dreamily into the camera.  Mom said, "Pam Driscol, meet Pussy;
Pussy, meet Pam Driscol."  

Pam smiled and pressed a kiss on Mom's cunt.  Mom scooted in tighter
and Pam gave her cunt a thorough lapping and clitty suck while keeping
her head turned towards the camera and brushing hair from her face.  I
got great shots of Pam's tongue lapping away at Mom's beaver.  Mom
said, "This little girl sure loves to eat pussy.  Eat me, baby.  Suck
that pussy."

After Brad came in her ass, Danny wanted a turn.  Judy wanted what Mom
was getting, so she climbed on Mom and laid back, her cunt directly on
top of Mom's.  Danny slid in with ease.  Judy spread her legs wide,
and held her feet by the toes as Pam eagerly sucked her young pussy.
Pam took long laps up the double presentation of juicy slits,  After
Pam brought them both off and Danny added his sperm to her bowels, Dad
asked it I wanted some ass.  I sure did.

I got behind Pam, handed the camera off to Mom, and pressed my cock at
her loose sphincter.  She took me with some difficulty, but not much.
Dad sat in the chair and fed her his wet dick.  Mom decided that was
the better show.  I could see Pam slobbering over his pulsing rod,
sucking, and jacking hard and fast, playing to the camera.  I gripped
her hips and pounded her ass.  Her sphincter squeezed my cock.  I came
after ten minutes.  Dad blew his load all over her face as she slurped
his spewing cock.  I watched Pam face the camera while the cock shot
load after load past her smiling lips as it peppered her face.  After
it was spent, she nursed on his rod and milked more semen from his
dick.

After Dad got up and returned to the sofa, I helped Pam to her
unsteady legs.  She immediately went to Dad and knelt at his feet,
placing her hands behind her back in as open an act of subservience as
you can get.  Dad seemed surprised and pleased.  Pam said nothing but
just stared at his wilting cock reverently.  He said as he took the
camera from Mom, "Do that whole thing again but turn the chair so she
can start from the kneeling position with her ass facing the camera."

I turned the chair and Pam got into place, kneeling with her knees out
at the edges, hands on the floor, looking back at dad and saying,
"Like this?"

"Yes, that's beautiful."  Dad leaned forward and got a great shot of
her well- fucked holes and the rivers of cum pouring from them,
coating both thighs.  He carefully documented our reenactment,
reclining back into the sofa.  Pam looked even more subservient,
shrugging loose from my grasp to throw herself at Dad's feet.

Dad smiled and said, "Now you know how you will be treated in this
house in the future.  If you continue to see my son, you will serve
his family.  Do you understand?"

Pam quickly, eagerly said yes.  Dad went on with my blessing.  "From
now on, most of your dates will be right here.  You will get naked at
the door and dress in the truck.  You will do anything any member of
this family wishes, to and including sharing you with friends.  Is
that understood?"

"Yes, I understand.  I want to be Jerry's girl.  I'll do whatever you
say.  I promise."

Dad shut off the camera and set it aside.  He said, "Pam, I make
amateur porno movies that I sell locally.  Your father is my biggest
customer.  I am thinking of selling this tape to him after I make a
few dozen copies.  What do you think about that?"

"Does it matter what I think?  It's your house, your camera, your
tape.  After all, I am your whore, aren't I?"

I quickly corrected her, saying, "As long as you wear my ring, you're
his whore."

She looked to me and said, "Any ring?"

"Yes, any ring."

She turned back to Dad and said, "Well, then, it looks like I am your
whore.  Daddy will just have to accept that, won't he?"
   You know what?  I married that girl.  We had to get married.  Dad
still makes most of his money from Judge Driscol.  In fact, we moved
into a much nicer place. 

			   The End






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