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I am not the author, just the posting agent for Emerson Laken-Palmer.  Any
comment (good or bad) should be directed to Sxjames@aol.com and I will see
that he gets them.  You may contact Emerson directly at Detroit Online BBS.

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The House of Joy
by Emerson Laken-Palmer

  It was in 1984 that I visited New Orleans.  I have never
forgotten that visit.  I never will.  I was selling electronic
components for a Chicago manufacturing firm.  I had seen several
clients at some small companies and one of the sales reps told me
to stop in and see Lester Plateau at Com-America company.
  Lester was a fat, balding, middle aged man and he greeted me, at
his office door, with a fatty handshake.  "Mr. Robbins," he said,
"I am powerful glad to meet 'ya!"
  I let go of his hand and sat at the chair he was gesturing to.
  "Nice to meet you too," I said.
  "Earl told me 'bout you," he said, as he lit a large cigar and
sat down at his desk.
  "Yes.  I visited him this morning.  Are you interested in
components?"
  Lester laughed thick smoke.  "Naw!  I SELL components, son!  I
make 'em and sell 'em all over the world!"
  "Really," I said.
  "Well, I don't make 'em.  I have the chinks make 'em.  But I DO
sell 'em and I need a good man, on my team, to help me."
  I raised my eyebrows.
  He leaned on his desktop and smiled.  His teeth were perfect.
(Dentures?) "Do I mean you?"  He laughed.  "'Course I do!  Hell,
I heard you brought in four accounts down here!"
  I smiled.  "It was five."
  Lester laughed again and beat his desk top with his fatty hands. 
"There 'ya go, son!  I like that!  You got a good sales manner,
son."
  "Well," I said, "I do alright."
  "'Course 'ya do!" he said.  "So how 'bout it?"
  I was taken aback by the big, jolly man.  I was down here to see
a few clients and go home.  I wasn't job hunting.  I wasn't even
thinking about leaving my company or Chicago.  And Denise and the
kids.  She had a nice job and they were in school and doing well. 
Moving to New Orleans and starting a new job, that wouldn't be easy
on any of us.  I told Lester my thoughts.
  "Aw, come on, son!  A offer like this don't come 'round every
day!"
  "Well......"
  "Lookie here!" he said.  "You don't have to tell me nothin' now. 
Let me show you 'roun the Big Easy tonight and then you tell me in
the mornin' if you want to go back up to those igloos in Cha-cah-
go!"
  I had to laugh, at what he said and his accent.  But what the
heck?  I didn't have to get back tonight and this man seemed
friendly (and rich) I bet he could show me a pretty good time.
  "Deal!" I said and he stood up and reached for my hand and shook
it hard again.

  He arranged a car to take me back to my hotel and I showered and
dressed for a night on the town.  He said he would pick me up at
six and he did.
  We went to a great Creole restaurant and then to a nice bar with
a quiet jazz band.
  "Good music, huh?"  Lester said as he lit a cigar to go with his
third Manhattan.
  "You bet!"  I responded.
  "You know, there's nothing better, in life, than good food, good
drink, good music and great pussy!"
  I laughed.  "Well, we've had the first three....."
  "Well son... you're gonna' get the last one too!"
  "Oh," I said, "that's okay Mr Plateau......"
  "You call me Les!"
  "..Les...  See, I'm married and....."
  Lester patted my back.  "Married!  Yeah!  And you don't want to
cheat on the little woman back home."
  "Well that's kinda the idea."
  "Son, there's cheatin' and there's foolin' 'round."
  "Well....."
  Lester could never be interrupted.  "Now, cheatin' is when ya'
got some piece a ass on t' other side a town that Misses, she don't
know 'bout."  Lester smiled.  "Foolin' 'round, that's different. 
That's when some pussy comes your way by happenstance and the
Misses is just better off not knowin' 'bout it!"
  "Yeah, I got the idea.... but hookers...."
  Lester put his hand up.  "Hookers?  You talkin' 'bout dem
whores?"
  "Well, weren't you?"
  Lester took a big gulp of booze and then a long toke of stogie. 
"Whore's, son, is pussy 'ya pay for.  Ain't no good ta' pay some
woman ta' fuck 'ya!  Ain't worth it!  She don't give a shit so the
pussy's no damn good!  Naw, son.  That ain't foolin' 'round that's
worth goin' behind your woman's back!"
  I looked at his big face with curiosity.
  "Son, I'm takin' you to "The House of Joy"!  That ain't no
regular pussy parlor.  That's a very secret, special place that
only the very rich and important people can go to (or even know
about)!  Ya' gotta' JOIN to enter that place and take part in the
special things that go on there!"  Lester finished his drink and
loudly set the empty glass on the table.  "I AM a member!"  He got
up.  "And I can get YOU in!"
  He got up and I followed him out to his limo.  He told the driver
where to take us and we drove to the suburbs of the city.  The car
pulled up to a large house and let us off.  Lester led the way to
the door where an older woman, in a maid's uniform, answered.  She
recognized him right away and we were let in to a large entry room
with a hanging, crystal chandelier.
  I looked around.  The place looked like the home of a rich
person.  It had none of the appearance that one would associate
with a whore-house.
  A younger woman (maybe in her thirties) came in, dressed
elegantly in evening attire.  "Ahh, Mr. P!" she said, in a friendly
voice.  "It's so nice to see you again.  It's been a while."
  Lester took her hand and elegantly kissed it.  "How-do, Marie?"
He gestured to me. "This here's my good friend Mr. Robbins...
Mike!"
  She took my hand.  "How do you do, Mike?  I hope you enjoy
yourself while you are our guest."  She smiled warmly as she spoke
and then she turned and snapped her fingers.  "Tanya!" she called,
and a very cute girl, dressed in a French maid's uniform, came
quickly in.  "Take Mr. Plateau to room 16 and Mr. Robbins to room
18."
  The girl bowed to the woman and turned to us.  "Follow me,
please," she said and she took us through the door that she had
used to come in and down a long hallway with many numbered doors. 
"We are so happy to see you again," she said to Lester, "I hope you
have a very good time."  She stopped in front of the door marked
16 and opened it for Lester.  "Here you are Sir."
  "Is Kelly engaged tonight?" Lester asked.
  The girl smiled at him.  "Kelly is always available for you Sir."
  Lester rubbed his hands together and smiled at me.  "I'll come
an' look in on 'ya!" he said and he went into the lighted room,
closing the door behind him.
  "This way, sir," the girl said and she led me to the very next
door and opened it.
  It was a very elegant bedroom with gold filigreed red wallpaper
and gold drapes.  The carpet was burgundy and lush.  There was a
king-sized bed in the room and a plush, red sofa.  There was also
a well stocked liquor caddie.
  "Your hostess will be in a moment, Sir." Tanya closed the door.
  Hostess?  It seemed as though I were back in the classy
restaurant we visited earlier.  What kind of whore, I wondered,
would call herself a hostess?
  I made myself a scotch and soda and sat down on the bed to drink
it and wait.
  After only a few minutes, the door opened and a strikingly pretty
girl, with auburn hair and blue eyes came in.  She couldn't have
been more than 20 years old.  She was wearing a very short nurses
uniform with white stockings who's tops ended an inch below the hem
of her skirt so that I could see the pale skin of her thighs.  
  "Mr. Robbins?"  She smiled.
  This wasn't going to be so hard to do, I told myself.  "Yes."
  "I'm Deanie," she announced.  "I'll be your hostess for the
evening."
  I felt a little awkward.  This girl was much too young and far
too pretty for me to fuck.
  She came directly over and stood in front of me.   "You haven't
been here before, have you Mr. Robbins?"
  "No," I said in a nervous laugh.
  "Well," she said, "please relax and leave everything to me."  She
spoke in a sweet, calm reassuring voice that was very soothing to
the ear.  "All of our staff have been specially trained to make
sure that you have a very wonderful and pleasant time."
  "I'm sure." I said, still feeling nervous.
  Deanie went down on her haunches so that she could look into my
face and she smiled.  Her teeth were perfect and white as could be.
I found myself looking between her knees, to see if she were
wearing panties, but her legs were together.  I could feel my face
turning red.
  "Don't be shy about anything, Mr. Robbins," she said.  She opened
her legs and I could now see between her thighs.  She wasn't
wearing panties.  "You may look at any portion of my body that
pleases you.  You only have to ask.  That goes for every girl on
the staff."  
  I looked into her blue eyes and smiled sheepishly.
  "Please relax, Mr. Robbins.  You'll find that time goes by very
quickly here and you want to savor every moment.  Don't waste the
time getting over shyness."  She took my drink and put it on the
floor, under the bed.  "Here," she said as she stood up, "would you
like to place your finger inside me?"  She took my hand.  "I always
find that men seem to lose there shyness when they have their
fingers in my body."  She ran my hand up her soft thigh and then
placed it at her downy, warm crotch.  The whole time she smiled
into my face.  "There," she said, "it's very warm and wet in there. 
Go ahead Sir.  Put your finger up in me."
  I could feel my cock harden in my pants as I rubbed this pretty
girl's furry pussy and felt the slickness of her girlish slit.  I
pushed my middle finger deeply into her, savoring the heat and the
slickness of her textured insides.
  "That's it, Sir," she smiled, opening her legs a little further
for me, "push it in deep."
  Her pussy was the most divine feeling thing.  My boner was now
throbbing in my pants as I deeply probed her and looked into her
sweet face.  She looked so out of place.  She looked like a college
girl that you would see working at the cosmetics counter at
Marshall-Field's.  She wasn't at all like a hooker.  I really
wanted her.  All of her.
  "May I kiss you?" I asked.
  "Sir," she said, "you may use any portion of my body that
stimulates you." As she spoke, her hot breath was sweet smelling
on my face.  "You may kiss my mouth or put your penis into it.  You
may use my mouth in any way you wish.  That is also the case for
my breasts or my vagina or my rectum.  I want you to use my sex in
any manner that relaxes you.  That's why I'm here." 
  I put my lips to hers and felt her lips part.  I put my tongue
deep into her mouth to taste it's sweetness as I rubbed her pussy
with my palm, my finger still deep within her.  Her tongue began
to play with mine.  My cock seemed to go three stages harder in my
pants and I pushed it against her thigh.
  I reluctantly pulled my mouth from hers.  "May I fuck you?" I
asked, out of breath.
  She smiled at me.  "Let's get you undressed first," she said.
  She reached down and withdrew my hand from her soft pussy.  My
finger was wet with her feminine secretions.  She brought my hand
up to her face.  "Let me clean that for you, sir," she said and she
put my finger into her mouth and sucked it.  When she withdrew it,
I kissed her again, savoring her sweet mouth with the added flavor
of her pussy.
  As we kissed, she unbuttoned my shirt and my pants.  She broke
off our kiss and went about the task of undressing me, smiling in
her alluring way as she did it.  When I was naked, sitting on the
edge of the bed, she bent to me.  "In what way would you like to
have me?"
  Any way would be fine.  I just wanted to fuck her. "I hadn't
thought about it."
  "May I suggest you take me standing up?"
  "Sure."
  She took me by the hand and led me over by the closed door.  She
reached down and grasped my stiff penis.
  "Your organ is very large, Mr. Robbins."
  "Yes," I stated.
  "I would guess at least eight inches and very thick."
  "I never measured it.  Will it be a problem?"
  "Oh no, sir.  I'm sure I can take it in."
  She backed herself against the wall and leaned back a bit,
opening her legs.  "Come here, sir," she said as she drew me to
her.
  Her skirt had ridden up to the tops of her thighs and I could see
the hair of her pussy.  It was a dark, very manicured patch.  The
pinkness between her pussy slit was slightly visible.
  "Do you wish me to guide it in?"
  "No," I said.  "I can find it."
  "Very well, sir.  Go ahead and insert yourself."
  I had to spread my legs a bit and bend my knees for the proper
angle.  I held my cock and pressed it into the hot wetness between
her parted thighs.
  "Back a little, sir," she said.  "That's it.  Push now.  Push
in."
  I could feel my hard cock enter her.  God she was hot and tight
inside.  Much tighter than my wife, Denise.  I pushed in hard until
I was all the way up.  I heard her breath catch in her throat and
saw a glimpse of pain in her sweet face as her eyes closed.  "I'm
sorry," I whispered breathlessly, "did I hurt you?"
  "Oh," she smiled again, "my discomfort doesn't matter, sir.  As
long as I feel good to you."
  Man did she!  I could feel my cock way inside her and my loins
pressed into the heat between her soft thighs.  I wrapped my arms
around her thin waist and she put her cheek to mine.  "You may
thrust in me, sir.  But please don't have your orgasm."
  I held her curvy body tightly and began to fuck into her, driving
my cock in as far as it would go again and again and again.  She
grunted in my ear with each thrust.
  "Is good, sir?  Does it feel pleasing inside me?"
  "Oh God yes!" I said into her ear as I fucked into her harder. 
"It's wonderful!"
  "I'm so glad, sir.  Your penis is so very big.  I can feel it way
up in me.  Can you control your climax?"
  I didn't know.  It felt so thrilling in this girl.  I could feel
my cock getting stiffer as my orgasm approached.  Why couldn't I
just cum in her?  Didn't she practice birth control?  God, I was
almost there.
  Deanie put her hand on my hips and suddenly pushed me back and
out of her.  She was just in time because I was just about to cum. 
In fact a small dribble of white semen erupted from the head of my
throbbing, hard cock.  Deanie dropped to her knees and put her hand
under my cock to catch the discharge in her palm.  She didn't touch
me though and my orgasm feeling seeped away.  "Are you going to
come?" she asked in a worried tone of voice.
  "No," I said.  "Almost though."
  She put her hand to her mouth and licked the teaspoon of sperm
onto her tongue.  Then she leaned to my penis and took the tip to
her mouth and sucked a few times hard.  My cocked jerked with
pleasure at each suck.  Then she stood up and smiled.  "Are you
turned on?" she asked.
  I laughed.  "Who wouldn't be?"
  "Good," she said and then she took my hand and led me to the bed.
"Just sit down here for a moment, Sir."  She bent down and picked
up my drink and then she walked to the drink caddie to add more
liquor and ice.  She gave me my drink and said, "Please excuse me
for just a minute, sir."  Then she walked out of the door.
  Man this was exciting.  What was coming next, I wondered.
  I didn't have to wonder for long.  The door opened and Deanie
came back in leading two very young girls.
  Young girls?
  I quickly put my drink on the floor and grabbed the corner of the
blanket to pull over my lap.
  Deanie closed the door as the two girls walked over and stood in
front of me, smiling  They were both dressed in frilly party
dresses.
  "This is Shannon, sir," Deanie said as she patted the taller of
the two.  
  Shannon had long dark hair that had been curled and had a white
ribbon in it.  She wore a pink dress with matching white ribbons. 
She had deep brown eyes and freckles on her blushing cheeks.  She
smiled at me and dipped her knees a bit.  "Hello, Mr. Robbins,
sir."
  "Shannon is thirteen," Deanie said.  "And this is Windolynn," she
patted the head of the other girl who also dipped her knees.  "We
call her Wendy."
  Wendy wore a white dress.  She had long blond hair that had also
been curled.  She had big blue eyes and strikingly full lips.  She
wore a trace of pink lipstick and, as she smiled, I could see two
rows of white, little teeth.  "Happy to meet you Mr. Robbins, sir,"
she said in a sweet little voice.
  "Wendy is twelve," Deanie said.
  I was shocked and embarrassed.  My horniness had gone completely. 
"Hello girls," I said (not knowing what to say).  "Why are you
here?"
  Wendy spoke up.  "We're here to please you, sir!" She smiled
brightly.
  "Please me?"
  "Yes," Shannon answered.
  I couldn't speak.  I didn't believe what I was seeing or hearing
now.  I looked from the faces of Shannon to Wendy and up to Deanie. 
They were all smiling brightly at me.  "Girls," I said finally, "I
don't quite know what's going on here but I can't be...... pleased
by sweet little girls like you!"
  The smiles dropped from their little faces.  "We're not good
enough?"  Shannon asked.
  "Good enough?  You're girls!"
  "Yes," Wendy said, returning the smile to her face, "and we know
how to please, sir.  We've been instructed.  We're very good!  We
REALLY ARE!"
  "Why don't you show him?"  Deanie said as she patted their frilly
shoulders. 
  "Help us with our dresses, Deanie!"  Wendy said excitedly and
both girls pulled their hair up so that Deanie could unzip the
backs of what they were wearing.  The girls let their outfits fall
to the floor.
  Shannon was very slender.  She wore no bra.  Her budding breasts
were only two little swells on her chest.  She had very protruding,
pink nipples though.  Looking down her thin body, she wore white
bikini panties that hugged just the trace of a hip curve.  Her
little body was very pale and delicate in appearence.  You could
see the blue veins under the opaque skin of her breasts and thighs. 
She grasped the elastic of the panties and pulled them down,
stepping out of them.  As she stood up, I could see that she had
just the wisps of the beginnings of black pubic hairs.  Her little
pussy looked puffy, between her thighs.  I could make out the
slight protrusion of her pink clitoris.
  I looked over to Wendy.  She was smiling at me as she stood
before me.  She had just removed her underpants.  They were in her
hand now.  White, cotton panties with pictures of clown faces on
them.  Wendy's little body was.... well a little girl's body.  She
had no breasts and her pussy was a fleshy, hairless cleft between
her legs.  I averted my eyes up to Deanie.  "Deanie, what am I
supposed to do with these two?"
  "They're for you, sir.  You're supposed to let them satisfy you."
  "Satisfy me?  Deanie!  These are little girls!  How could they
ever satisfy a grown man?"
  "They've been trained, sir.  We all have.  It's what they do. 
I started my duties here when I was eleven, sir!  I'm much too old
now to be the main source of pleasure.  That's why I am just a
hostess now."
  "Hostess?  But Deanie, you're a lovely woman!  Too old?  How old
are you?"
  "I'm eighteen, sir.  Eighteen year old's can be obtained
anywhere.  It's girls like these that are the treasures of "The
House of Joy"."
  I shook my head to clear it.  I couldn't believe what I was
hearing.  I had children of my own.  Two boys though.  They were
eight and eleven.  In the age group of these two.
  "Sit with Mr. Robbins, girls," Deanie instructed.
  Wendy sat on my right and Shannon on my left.  They sat right up
against me so that I could feel the warm, soft flesh of their naked
bodies.  I had to hold the blanket over my limp, lifeless dick.
  Deanie came up and put her hands on my shoulders.  "Are you
alright, sir?  Was I remiss in my preparing of you?  Do you wish
me to do any more with you?"
  I was shocked.  "In front of the girls?"
  Deanie laughed.  "Mr. Robbins.  If I may say so, I don't think
you fully understand about these girls."
  "I understand that they shouldn't witness sex!"
  Deanie laughed again.  She knelt down in front of Wendy and put
her arm around the twelve year old's shoulders.  "Kiss me, Wendy,"
she said and I watched as the little girl pushed her full, parted
lips into Deanie's.  I saw their tongues going into each others
mouths and I could feel my cock hardening under the blanket.
  They broke off their kiss.  "Mmmmm!" Wendy said, brightly, "Your
mouth tastes like sperm!  Did Mr. Robbins ejaculate in your mouth,
Deanie?"
  "No!" Deanie said. "You KNOW I'm not allowed to take any sperm
as a hostess.  He just dripped a little in my hand and I tasted
it."
  Wendy shrugged.  "That's okay, Deanie.  I won't say anything. 
You know that."
  "May I taste?" Shannon spoke from my left.  Deanie leaned over
and pushed her mouth into the thirteen year old's with passion. 
I saw her reach up and rub the girl's small breast as she did it. 
Their mouths made a suction sound as they parted.  Shannon smiled
at me with her sweet brown eyes.  "Your ejaculate tastes very good,
sir."
  I looked to Deanie.  She was smiling widely at me.  "These girls
are not unfamiliar with the tastes of sex, sir."
  "I can see that."
  "Or with the feelings," she added and I watched her move her hand
to Shannon's pussy.  The little girl leaned back and opened her
legs wide and I watched Deanie's finger disappear into the pink
cleft of the thirteen year old.  Shannon's eyes closed and she
turned her face up to the ceiling and held her lips together. 
Deanie withdrew her finger.  It was shiny now with Shannon's inner
moisture.  Deanie put her finger to her nose an inhaled deeply. 
"It's very pungent, sir.  Would you like to taste it?"
  My cock was pounding hard now.  I could smell the sharp aroma of
pussy from where I was.
  "Girls are very sweet tasting at her age, sir," Deanie added. 
She put her pasty finger to my mouth and I opened it.  She inserted
her finger and I licked it clean.  It tasted lemony and salty but
with a pleasant sweetness.
  "Is it good, sir?"  Shannon asked in my ear. "Does my sex taste
the way you would want it to?"
  I turned to her.  Her expression seemed to ache for approval. 
  "Yes," I said, "you taste very sweet."
  Shannon smiled.  "Thank you, sir."
  "I'd like to taste!" Wendy said excitedly.
  Deanie put her hand on my shoulder.  "May Wendy taste Shannon's
flavor from your mouth, sir?"  she asked me.
  Wendy got up on her knees to my right and put her arms around my
shoulders and hugged my neck.  "May I?" she asked in my ear.
  I didn't know what to do.  My cock was pounding hard and my head
was spinning.  This naked little girl eagerly wanted to kiss me. 
I just didn't know.  But what was the harm in just kissing her? 
  "Okay. Okay!" I said and I turned to her bright face.
  Wendy stopped hugging me and pushed her upper body to me.  Her
little face took on a serious look as it drew close to mine.  I
could smell a sweet aroma from her blond hair and detect the faint
smell of cinnamon from gum or candy that she must have eaten
earlier.  I turned my body to her.
  "Hold her, sir," Deanie instructed.
  I wrapped my arms around the middle of her warm, soft little body
as she closed her blue eyes and  pressed her lips to mine.  I felt
her full lips open and her sweet tasting tongue entered my mouth
and probed.  My cock pounded in my lap as I tightened my grip on
her and sucked the sweetness from her mouth.  She sucked back and
her tongue entwined with mine and her lips played over my own. 
This little girl could kiss!  I could feel Deanie take my resting
hand and place it between Wendy's parted legs.  I felt the soft,
puffy hairless pussy in my hand as her kiss gained strength.  I
pushed my finger into her slit.  It was surprisingly wet in her
gash and her clitoris was slick and hard.
  But what was I doing?  I quickly pulled my lips and my hand away.
  Wendy blinked at me in surprise and then smiled.  "Your finger
felt good, sir," she said.  "Did I kiss you alright?"
  "Yes," I said, flustered.  I didn't want to hurt her feelings and
I wasn't lying about her kiss.
  "Gosh, Mr. Robbins!  You have a very large penis!"  It was
Shannon talking.  
  I suddenly realized that Deanie had pulled the blanket from my
lap and that my cock was sticking up, exposed to the girls.
  I looked over at the thirteen year old's wide eyed expression. 
"Yes it is," I told her.  "You can see that it would be much to big
to put into you or Wendy."
  "Oh," Wendy said, "I'm sorry sir, I can't take men into my
vagina.  I've been trained only as a suckling."
  I turned back to the twelve year old.  "A suckling?"
  "Yes, sir.  I can only have a penis in my mouth.  Until I'm
older.  I know how to please very well, in that way, though, sir."
  "That's all you do?  Isn't that enough?"
  "I am also very good for tasting, sir," Wendy continued. "I was
chosen for the flavor of my vagina.  I work at keeping it ready for
tasting."
  "Ready for tasting?  How do you mean?"
  "Well, I am not allowed to have sex with anyone for three days
before I perform my duty to a man.  Not in bed or in the classroom. 
I AM allowed to masturbate though and I must masturbate the
afternoon before I perform my duty.  That sets up a good mixture
of spice in my vagina by evening."
  "Spice in your vagina?"
  "I am very orgasmic too, sir.  I cum very fast when I am licked,
down there, and my feminine discharge is very sweet."
  "We all like to lick Wendy, sir," Deanie said.  "She is quite
good."
  "I love to lick Deanie's vagina too, sir," Wendy continued. "I
sleep with Deanie and Shannon.  Deanie's my teacher and we lick
each other a lot of the time.  It's encouraged by the guardians."
  "The guardians?"
  "Yes sir." Shannon spoke up. "The people who care for us here. 
The people who took us out of the streets and orphanages and gave
us such a wonderful home.  They look after us very well and train
us for our duties."
  "Duties like tonight?"
  "Yes, sir.  Once a week.  We look forward to it."
  "You LIKE doing this kind of thing?"
  "Who wouldn't?" Wendy said. "It feels so good and it's so natural
to us.  That's why we were chosen to live here, because we like to
do it so much.  Our guardians encourage us to do it and have spent
a lot of time showing us how to do it right and how to really
please the men who come here to enjoy us.  Nice men like you, sir,"
the twelve year old continued, "but that is only allowed on
evenings like this."  As the little girl spoke, she looked eagerly
down at my cock.
  My mind was reeling.  I really didn't know what to do.
  "Girls," Deanie said, "we should let Mr. Robbins lay back on the
bed so that he can relax and stop thinking about all of this."
  Both girls got up and Deanie took me my the shoulders and lay me
on my back.  She sat next to me and rubbed back the hair from my
forehead.  "I can see that this is all strange to you, sir.  I can
assure you that Wendy and Shannon, and all of us here, are very
well cared for and go wanting for nothing.  All that our guardians
expect us to do is thoroughly satisfy the wonderful gentlemen who
visit us here.  I guess nobody ever explained "The House of Joy"
to you before."  
  "No...."
  "So just relax and enjoy it," Deanie said and she leaned down and
kissed me sweetly. It was a very sexy kiss and (in my rising
excitement) I began to kiss her back.  Deanie unbuttoned the top
of her nurses costume and placed my hand on her firm breast.  Her
nipple was hard in my hand and her breast was hot and very soft. 
I began to kiss her harder and squeeze her breast, feeling my cock
jerking with my excitement.  Then I felt something else.  Something
soft and hot and wet on my dickhead.  I didn't know what it was but
I didn't want to know.  As I continued to kiss, I could feel a
sublime suction on my penis along with hot breath and then I could
feel a deep, hot penetration followed by a withdrawal and a lot of
tongue action then back to the soft suction.
I began to shake with excitement.
  Deanie seemed to sense this and she broke off our kiss and sat
up, smiling.  I looked down and saw little Wendy, sitting next to
my thighs, leaning over me with my hard cock deep in her twelve
year old mouth.  I watched her sweet mouth as it worked so expertly
on my throbbing shaft.  It was thrilling the way she seemed to know
just what to do to bring electric pangs of excitement from my
sensitive member.  
  Shannon was standing next to her, by the bed, and watching too. 
As she watched she rubbed her pussy with one hand and pulled on one
of her large nipples with the other.  Her mouth was open and her
face held a serious expression.    
  "Come here, Shannon," Deanie instructed and the thirteen year old
walked over.  I could feel Wendy holding my balls now as she took
my cock in deeper and worked her tongue on the area under the head.
  "Yes, Deanie."
  "Get up on the bed and straddle Mr. Robbins face," she said.
  Shannon did as she was told and I suddenly had a pink, soft, very
young pussy just an inch from my face.  I could smell it's alluring
aroma strongly in my nostrils.  I was fighting the urge to lick it
but I suddenly felt little Wendy's finger entering the crack of my
ass and her mouth start to work up and down my burning shaft.  I
put my hands on both of Shannon's thin thighs and pulled her down
on my face running my tongue deep into her budding womanhood.
  "There, sir," Deanie said, close to my ear.  "Suck it sir. Taste
that delicious nectar of young girlhood.  Run your tongue deep into
her body."
  Shannon's little hairs softly tickled my nose and I could feel
(and smell) the pungent smegma, on her hard clitoris, at my
nostrils as I tasted the sweetness that my tongue found deep in her
vagina.  I began to suck hard, feeling Shannon's body stiffen with
pleasure.
  I looked up, past her budding breasts, and could see Deanie
kissing the little girl wetly as Shannon began to gyrate on my
face.  Shannon was holding both of Deanie's firm breasts, as they
kissed, and Deanie picked up my hands, from Shannon's thighs and
placed them over the two soft spots on the thirteen year old's
chest.  I could feel the protruding, hard nipples.  I could also
feel Wendy's finger entering my rectum as her hot sucking
continued.  It was too much.
  I began to cum in hot jets that I could feel Wendy suddenly
drawing from me and into her throat.  I could feel her finger go
deeper into my asshole and pushing on my prostate as her tongue
worked at my glans and her mouth eagerly sucked the shooting sperm
from my erupting cock.  At the same time I could sense that Shannon
was cumming on my face.  Her little pussy pressed down hard and I
could feel her tight opening spasm as it closed around my probing
tongue again and again.  Hot, thick, sweet tasting liquid poured
from her vagina and into my mouth.  I sucked it out excitedly as
I squeezed her nipples hard and felt myself still erupting thick
wads of cum into the twelve year old's eager mouth.
  I don't know if I blacked out or what but suddenly Shannon was
off my face and standing, naked by the bed, smiling at me.  Little
Wendy had released my (still hard) cock and she was standing up. 
"Oh Deanie," she said with delight, "he ejaculated twelve times! 
I counted!"
  "Good job, darling!" Deanie said as she stroked the happy little
girls blond hair.
  "Oh it was so good!  It just kept on coming out and I swallowed 
it all!"
  Deanie put her mouth to Wendy's and the two kissed for long
moments.  I saw Deanie's hand go between the little girl's legs
and Wendy opened them for her.  Deanie broke off the kiss and said,
"My you're wet inside Wendy.  Do you want to cum now?"
  "Oh yes, Deanie!"  Wendy was bouncing up and down with
excitement.  "May I?"
  Deanie turned to me.  "It's up to Mr. Robbins..."
  Wendy came over and got down on her knees so that her happy face
was very near mine. "May I, sir?"  I could smell the heady odor of
sperm in her breath.  "Will you make me cum, please!"
  It was as if she were asking me to give her candy rather than
perform a very deviant act on her little body.
  "Please, sir.  I want to cum so bad!"
  I shook my head to try and clear it.
  "Please?"
  "Okay," I said.  "But what do I do?"
  Wendy jumped up and leaned down and hugged me.  Her little body
was very hot and soft with baby fat.
  "Mr. Robbins," Deanie said.  "Shannon is very lubricated now and
I think she would like to feel you inside of her."
  "Yes sir," Shannon spoke up.  "I really would."
  Her face looked so needful that my heart went out to her. 
"Okay," I said, "if you think you can."
  Deanie took the thirteen year old by the arm and led her up on
the bed.  The thin, leggy girl straddled my body and placed her
young pussy over my swollen cock.  It was still stiff as a board. 
Deanie took hold of my cock with one hand and spread Shannon's
pussy lips with the other as the girl lowered herself on me.  My
cock pressed into her opening but, from the sensations I could
feel, I knew it would never enter such a small hole.  The
circumference of my cock head was so large that it spread her
little pussy lips grotesquely apart.  Shannon's face showed both
fear and determination as she pressed her weight down on me.  
  "Go on Shannon," Deanie encouraged.  "You can do it!  You've had
other penis's inside you.  This one's going to feel really good
because it's bigger."
  Shannon pressed harder and I could suddenly feel the head pop
into her opening.  Shannon grimaced and her face went red for a
moment.  I could see a tear form in her left eye and it suddenly
streaked down her cheek.  The sensation of tightness on my dickhead
was unbelievable.  Like someone had it held in a strong, wet fist.
  "Maybe she better not." I said and put my hands on her spindly
thighs.
  Shannon forced a painful smile.  "No.  Please, sir.  I want you
inside me.  I do. I just have to get used to it.  I've never taken
a penis as large as yours.  I think I can do it, sir.  I don't want
to fail you."
  "Shannon," I said, "you're a very sweet little girl.  You could
never fail me.  I can feel myself in your pussy now.  It feels very
good, honey.  That's enough for me.  You can get up."
  The little thirteen year old pressed her lips together tightly
and puffed air from her nose.  I felt her push her ninety or so
pounds down on me harder.  I could feel my dick penetrating an inch
more into her little body.  She stopped and puffed a few more times
and then she held her breath and pushed down hard again.  Two more
inches went slickly within in her.  "I can do it," she said.  A few
more telltale tears streaked down her reddened face.
  "Sure you can," Wendy said.  "I know you can get him in."
  Shannon pushed again and three more inches disappeared into her
spread slit.  I could now feel the roof of her insides pressed
against the head of my tightly gripped cock.  It was all in but
about two inches.
  "That's as far as it will go, honey," I told her.
  "I can feel it," she said and smiled to Deanie who patted her
head.
  "Does it feel good, Mr. Robbins?" Wendy asked brightly.
  "Oh yes, baby.  She's got it way up there and is she ever tight!"
  Shannon smiled wider.
  "Pump yourself on him," Wendy said.
  Shannon looked suddenly hurt again.  "I don't know if I can."
  "That's okay," I said.  "This feels just fine."
  "Nobody will cum that way" Wendy stated.  "Here, let me help
you."  She scooted down the bed and lay her soft face down, on my
lower stomach, next to the older girl's pussy.  I could see the
back of her blond head bobbing and then, from the sensations from
my cock, I could tell that she was licking Shannon's pussy and my
last inches of cock.  I could see Shannon's eyes close and I could
tell that she was responding to the licking.  Her inner pussy
muscles were squeezing my already constricted cock.  It almost hurt
but not quite.
  Deanie, who was standing by the bed, took my hand and guided it
to the soft ass of the little twelve year old.  I squeezed the baby
fat butt cheeks for a few moments and then I pushed my hands
between her legs to her soft, hairless pussy.  I pushed my middle
finger into her slit.  It was sopping wet.  I never knew little
girls could be this lubricated in their immature pussies.  I ran
my fingertip up and down Wendy's oily slit as I felt little
Shannon's hot insides spasm around my cock.  I could suddenly feel
more of my cock entering her.
  Deanie took my hand from Wendy and brought it up to my face. I
tasted it.  It was very salty-sweet.  I brought my hand back down
to her body and probed for her vagina.  It was very small but oily-
wet with feminine lubricant.  I pushed my finger into the little
girl's hole, hearing Wendy moan into Shannon's pussy as I did it.
  Deanie bent to my ear.  "Don't break her hymen, sir.  Someone
will pay thousands of dollars for that."
  I pushed my finger in until I could feel the obstruction and then
I began to finger fuck her as she licked Shannon who's little pubic
bone was now touching my own.
  "You've got me in all the way," I said to her.
  "Yes, sir.  I can feel it."
  Wendy got up and Shannon lay forward and rested her upper body
on me.  I could feel her soft, brown hair on my chest and the light
weight of her delicate body.  Her large, hard nipples pressed into
my lower chest.  I put my arms around her waspish waist and hugged
her.  I really felt something for this little budding woman who
tried so hard.  That was an awful lot of thick manhood inside of
her little body.  I lifted her face and reached down so that I
could kiss her.  Her mouth opened for me and I sucked her sweet
saliva as I felt my newly excited cock jerking in her inner
tightness.  I suddenly wanted to really fuck this small, courageous
girl.
  I sat up with her and pulled her lower legs so that she was
sitting, straddled on my lap.  Then I turned us so that I was
laying on top of her.  My large cock throbbed deep in her young
body.  I looked down at her freckled face, resting in a pillow of
brown hair.  "I want to fuck you, Shannon.  Is that alright?."
  "Yes, sir," she smiled.  "I would love that."
  "I'll be very careful."
  "Oh, that doesn't matter, sir.  As long as you are getting
pleasure from me."
  I lifted up on my arms so that I could see her body.  I was
surprised at how small she looked, laying under me, her legs spread
wide and flat on the bed.  Her little chest, with it's small tits
and large nipples, heaving up and down.  I looked down at her lower
belly and imagined where my thick cock must be and how much room
it must be taking up in such a small person.  I lay myself down
carefully on her delicate body.  Her face only came up to my lower
neck.  I had to bend my head down to kiss her again.  She wrapped
her arms up around my neck and kissed me back with passion.  I
could feel her inner womanhood squeezing my cock as her hot, young
tongue played with mine.
  "Are you ready?" I asked.
  "Yes, sir."
  I began to slowly fuck her.  
  Shannon's pussy was so tight that it made me do very slow
thrusting.  Her pussy walls held my cockmeat tightly and a suction
seemed to form in her belly, as I pulled my cock back, and that
suction pulled my dick back in when I pushed forward.  The effect,
of fucking such a tight hole, was like getting a sweet suck job and
a hot, wet fuck at the same time.  I pulled back and pushed in
again and again, hearing Shannon grunt, beneath me, with each
forward thrust.
  "Are you okay?" I asked.
  "Yes, sir.  It feels good, sir.  I think I may cum if you keep
it up."  She said the words, but her voice sounded uncertain.
  I continued to slowly fuck the little girl.
  Wendy was pulling my shoulder now and I turned to her.  "Can you
do me as well, sir?"
  "How?"
  She scampered on the bed and lay back so that her butt was on the
pillow next to my head and her little bald pussy was only inches
from my face.  I could smell her pussy strongly as I continued to
thrust into little Shannon.  Wendy spread her lips for me so that
I could see into her pussy slit.  Her clit was pasty with smegma. 
I pushed my face into the area between her soft legs and began to
eat the girl out.  She was very tasty, just as I had been told.
  I licked and licked and fucked and fucked for quite a while.  I
could feel Shannon's arms holding me tightly as I began to feel my
cock swelling harder inside her little body.  I started to push in
very deeply, my cock head pressing into Shannon's internal organs. 
Wendy's pussy was turning sweeter as I licked and sucked it.  Her
thighs kept tightening around my face.  I pushed my tongue into her
small vagina deeply and felt her start to orgasm.  Sugary little
girl nectar fulled my mouth and I sucked it out of her as she
strongly came.  I could see Deanie kissing her and pinching Wendy's
little nipple.  Wendy seemed to suck very hard at Deanie's mouth
as she came.  I could feel Shannon hugging me harder and moving her
pussy around, under me, now and I pushed in harder and into her
further as I was about to cum.  I lifted my upper body and looked
down at her wet face and wide, brown eyes.  "I'm going to cum,
Shannon," I said, "I'm going to cum very hard in you.  Can you take
it?"
  "Yes, sir," she cried.  "Do it, sir.  Do it now.  I want your
semen in me."
  I dropped down on her little body and wrapped my arms around her
tightly, feeling her do the same.  I began to rabbit fuck into the
little girl and I could feel her spreading her knees further apart
and moving her pussy around under me.  I roughly grabbed the hair, 
at the back of her head, and wrenched her face up to me as I lowered 
my head and pushed my tongue deep into her young mouth and hugged her
in a bear grip as a strong charge ripped through my body and tore
out of my cock and into the young girl.  I began to erupt shot
after shot of cum into the thirteen year old's restrictive belly,
pushing my cock in all the way to my balls and thrusting with as
much force as I  could.  Gush after gush of semen burst from me and
deep into her as I sucked her little mouth hard and heard her
grunting and crying into my face with each thrusting discharge.
  Then, as my orgasm released me, I let go of her and pushed my
body up on my arms.
  Shannon was panting, her brown eyes wide and glassy with tears. 
Her upper lip was cut and bleeding and the blood covered her upper
row of white teeth.
  My heart ached for her.  "I'm sorry, honey.  Did I hurt you?"
  Shannon smiled a brave, breathless, forced, bloody smile as tears
poured from her wide open eyes.  "It's okay, sir," she panted, "I
came with you. I did," she cried. "It was very good, sir.  It was. 
It was very good!"
  I slowly pulled my shrinking cock from Shannon's red pussy. 
Thick gobs of white cum, mixed with blood, dripped out of her open
vagina, down her ass cheek and onto the bedspread.
  Deanie, who was watching everything, quickly moved to the bed. 
I assumed she was going to check on the trembling girl and maybe
call for assistance but instead she pushed her face between 
Shannon's open legs.  I could hear her sucking the young girl out 
as I turned away.
  I grabbed my pants, from the floor and pulled them on quickly. 
I then grabbed my shirt and shoes and ran from the room.
  I ran down the street to a 7-11 and called for a cab and then I
had the cab take me to my hotel.  I quickly packed and went to the
airport.  I took the next plane to Chicago.
  I never heard from Lester again and I was glad.  
  What I did in that room scared the shit out of me and I never
wanted to put myself in that position again.
  I'll never forget "The House of Joy" but I'll never go back there
again. 

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