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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Thanksgiving (MF/bg, toddler, family, inc, ped) By Todd Sayre (undersiege69@mindspring.com) *** The following story is dedicated to my dear friends, Kindergarten Teacher and Chester the Molester, two great people who I would love to meet! ALL FLAMES WILL BE LAUGHED AT! Glasgow, Montana Thanksgiving Day November 25th, 1999 It was a tradition that lingered in our family for nearly a hundred years. Living in such a tiny town where there were less than a hundred people, we could get away with tradition without anyone, other than my family, knowing what we do... what we love doing even on a daily basis. You see, the Grant family was a group of family members all comprised of practicing pedophiles. Even the older children were pedophiles. My mother and father were actually brother and sister, my aunts and uncles were brothers and sisters. We were truly one hell of a family that kept the family genes in the family jeans. All the sex between us was fun. We would share our children with each other whenever one of us wanted a thrill for the night. Incest was never a taboo in our family, but a treat - never anything to dread, but to anticipate. Even my eight year-old cousin Jared, a boy with a gorgeous cock asked my wife and I if he could borrow our four year-old son for a night in the sack. "Sure," we told him. I scooped Jordan Jr. up in my arms and let the eight year-old take him for the night. Even my wife Sarah borrowed six year-old Amber, my niece, sister, aunt or whatever the hell she was to us for a weekend, while I had four year-old Eliza, sharing the bed with us. That's the way our family was and today would be no different. My Gramm and Sarah prepared the dinner table for the delicious turkey dinner we would eat in six hours, but for now the table was being prepared for a whole different kind of feast. It always reminds me of those nights during the late summer when the family would get together at Fort Peck Lake(no kidding)and we'd gather around the tents and drop the names of our children in a hat. All of us adults along with some of the older kids would take a name, whether it was a boy or a girl, and would take the child they selected to their tent and start fucking. We would all fuck day and night at the lake and you could hear the grunting and the panting echoing through the forest and across the lake. One time we nearly got caught by a couple of hunters that were wandering through the woods that happened upon our camp. Grandpa was on his sleeping bag in front of a roaring fire, exposed in plain view to these hunters, revealing his fat cock being rammed in little Billy's ass. Of course we took steps and my brother Greg came up behind them quietly and put a round in each of their heads. We buried the bodies in the woods and we still use their graves each summer as our pissing ground. Anyway, we grown ups were extremely hungry. Aunt Mary came out with the children from the bathroom - their little bodies naked and freshly bathed were so tasty looking that I could hardly wait for the feast to begin. Those little boys and girls. They were birthed just for our pleasure and once they got a little too old for us, we gave our children out to marry so they could keep procreating to keep supplying the family with plenty of children for our desires. The children we had now were aged four to nine. They would be a great feast. Since our family was way to large to accommodate all of us, we split up in groups and everyone had their own dinner going. "Its time!" Gramm said. We all stood up and went to the dinner table and the crystal bowl sat at the edge - scraps of paper with the names of our little ones written on them. Ten year-old Brandy, nine year-old Lucas as well as the ever horny, eight year-old Jared were going to join the adults this year and from now on - feasting on their own little holiday children. They were as excited as we were. They were fidgeting and restless as they could hardly wait to start eating, that the three of them had stripped naked before the rest of us could get our shirts or blouses off. I must say, I have never seen such enthusiasm since I was their age. The little ones were well conditioned to sex and knew what it was. They could take fat cocks into their assholes or tight pussies, that not a scream could be heard - only the sweet songs of grunts, moans and delightful gasps. Christmas was even better. But that's another story unto itself. The three older kids were so anxious and ready to eat that we let them pick first. After all, our little ones were all beautiful and it didn't matter who got whom. "I got Timmy! Yippie!" Lucas cried joyfully. Timmy was four. "I got Carrie! I got Carrie!" Brandy bellowed. Carrie was three. "Cool! I got Andy!" Jared said happily. Andy was a quiet six year-old boy. The rest of us chose as well. Chester selected eight year-old Brittany, a beautiful blonde with the prettiest sky-blue eyes and the freshest looking skin, beautifully formed body with a wicked ass that could cause a man to melt just by looking at it. Randal got four year-old Patrick, a handsome boy with delicate blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair that was left long on purpose, as it enhanced his looks - and just the best little ass I ever had the pleasure of eating during a picnic last week. I drew David's name, my seven year-old boy cousin who was a sweet treat and had a tasty cock, not to mention that pink asshole. The holidays were going to be great this year. Sarah drew four year-old Eliza, Grandpa got six year-old Amber and Gramm got my four year-old son Jordan Jr. We were all set. The three eldest kids, whom I referred to as the three musketeers, picked up their choices and carried them to the table as did we. We sat them on the dining room table. Those of us that were going to eat(Aunt Mary was sick with the flu and wasn't in the mood) had our little ones propped in various positions. The table was perfectly set with a colorful floral decoration, gravy boats filled with edible lubricants and moist napkins, aluminum straws, penis shaped dildos that vibrated and various leather goods that some like to use. I was very simple, but Grandpa love to get kinky with the leathers. As I sat at the table, I had David on his knees - his cute milky-white ass staring me in the face waiting, it seemed, for pleasure. David turned his cute face to me and smiled. In a year or two this boy would be feasting on his own holiday child, but today he was mine. I smiled backed. I looked over the table and Brandy had her face buried between Carrie's legs, her tongue shoved deep into her three year-old crack, licking that tiny cunt that seemed to ooze those delightful juices that could drive you wild. I couldn't believe how far Brandy had her tongue in Carrie. Any deeper, she could probably get the tip close to Carrie's Hymen, polishing it with her saliva. Jared was impressive. He had been taught well. He had Andy on his hands and knees - his mouth shifting from Andy's asshole down to his cock, licking and sucking with overwhelming effervescence that he was moaning as if licking a spoon filled with fudge cake frosting. Andy moaned and grunted as Jared's mouth worked on overdrive, those balls being squeezed by those slick lips. Lucas had Timmy on his hands and knees, facing toward him - Lucas' cock sliding back and forth into Timmy's mouth while Lucas fingered his hole. Chester was having the time of his life with Brittany. She moaned as he ran his tongue up and down her ass, doing what I couldn't believe he was doing. With his tongue, Chester was able to push past Brittany's strong rectal muscles and get internal licks, licking the wet walls of her anus. She seemed to enjoy that warm, moist tongue as it slid into her like a snake entering a rabbit's warren. When he had had enough of her ass, he shifted the young girl, making her lay on her back, spreading her slender legs far apart, the hairless mound so perfect, sweet and juicy - inviting Chester in for awhile. He took his hard cock and rubbed Brittany's clitoris back and forth, making the eight year-old squeal in delight as she felt that hard, warm cock against her, then he entered her with extreme prejudice, drilling his sex deep into that warm cunt, feeling that vagina, so wet grasping at his cock tightly - her pussy lips widely stretched that I nearly blew my own wad as I watched him go at it. Chester began to pound into her and Brittany began to grunt and pant as his cock slid through tough vaginal muscles, which bit down with challenging pressure as he slid in and out of her with intense erotic hunger. His eyes seemed to whisper silent prayers of thank you's to an unseen sex goddess that created this moment of sensual bliss, that he was crying out as he rammed back and forth, fucking her like there was no tomorrow. She began to gasp as Chester did, his fat cock digging into her, writing his name into her pelvic bone with each incestuous push of his groin. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brittany cried as Chester fucked hard and deep into the very center of this doll, this creature of intense beauty that just to peer into her soulful eyes made Chester squirt his seed. First it came in tiny strings, then that tight grip which held his cock hostage milked him hard, then those tiny strings became steady streams, flooding the girl, filling her pussy full of cum that it began to slosh out of her crack each time he pushed forward. "Oh Fuck!" Chester cried. Nevertheless, Chester fucked and fucked, never stopping once, even when the last of his orgasm was exhausted, until the onset of the next volley began to fill Brittany's preteen vagina. I shifted my gaze to Randal and saw he was working Patrick's four year-old ass - his tongue lapping at that tight puckered pink hole. Patrick was giggling as his uncle licked his butt and played with his little cock. Randal's cock was so fiercely hard and red as a beet that I could tell that he was an inferno that was ready to be unleashed from the depths of the earth, like a flood of molten lava. Randal took the toddler and flipped him over and engulfed the child's penis, his lips squeezing tightly around the base of Patrick's cock - milking the shaft of that little dick until it grew perfectly hard in Randal's mouth. No longer giggling, Patrick was panting and moaning as those greedy lips slid back and forth, gripping the baby's cock with evil zeal, choking the veins and arteries that lie beneath the tenderness of that dick skin. That mouth worked so fast that Randal could now feel Patrick's cock beginning to pulse and throb on his tongue - Patrick moaning, then erotic screams filled the room as powerful orgasm reverberated throughout the child's body like the surging and ebbing of tidal forces. Patrick's come had been infectious that Randal had begun to ejaculated in long, forceful streams that the globs pooled on Patrick's belly, some of it landing on the table. Grandpa was panting, his face drenched in sweat as he pounded his lengthy cock, deep into six year-old amber, humping and pumping - Amber mildly crying as Grandpa rammed into her, ripping through her tightness with avidity, searching the depths of her warm, moist abyss with the probe that hung between his aged legs. Gramm was so enveloped by my son's little four year-old cock that he was moaning and gasping as her Jurassic lips milked my little boy. I was proud by hearing his angelic cries and groans as I knew he was learning how to love the true Foster way. Gramm would occasionally lick his balls, then run that organ down to his toddler asshole and take quick licks, then when she was quite satisfied that Jordan Jr. was hard and long enough, she stood up eased partially over the table and let my son's penis slide ever so easily into Gramm's withered crack and began pumping her hips into his little, hairless groin. He was sweating buckets as his Grammy fucked him non-stop and I knew he was having orgasms as he stared blankly and cried out in erotic pleasure. Gramm kept pumping and Jordan Jr. kept coming. Sarah was eating whipped cream out of four year-old Eliza's pussy. The little girl howled as my wife just shifted the cool cream in and out of her smooth crack, Sarah's right index finger deeply planted into Eliza's rectum, finger fucking her hard and sweet, making the toddler grunt and gasp as my wife's tongue brought the little girl into the throes of a surging climax. Across the table, Lucas had laid Timmy flat on the table surface, flat on his back - Lucas also on the table - laying over Timmy with his groin to his face, Lucas' cock planted between his lips, pumping his dick in and out, thrusting deep into the four year-old's mouth until those tender lips kissed the base of his flesh. Lucas thrust with such a ferocity that I feared he would damage his penis by the force of every thrust. Timmy was going to be sore by the second feast. I on the other hand had licked David so hungrily that he moaned strongly that his own cock grew hard. I quit licking his hole, and turned the kid over so I could suck that perfect cock. It was soft and tasted wonderful and I looked forward to the night when I would bed with this incredible seven year-old boy, who loved to pump his groin into my face, making that circumcised prick slide all the way until my lips kissed the outer skin that covered his bladder. "Uh ... Uh ... Ooh! Jordan! Suck ... Uh! Ah! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Suck! ... It! ... Harder!" David Gasped. Any harder, and the boy was apt to hyperventilate and pass out. I milked the boy and David was paid with an intense climax that rippled through him like a wake on a millpond. He screamed so loud that everyone stopped fucking and looked at the seven year-old who was in the clutches of a wicked orgasm. I could feel his awesome penis pulsate and writhe on my tongue, like I was sucking on a sack of worms. As I continued sucking, I dipped my left finger into the gravy boat filled with the edible lubricant, then lubricated David's asshole in and out. When he melted to the climax that was fading into history, I grabbed the boy and settled him onto his hands and knees, then I parted his warm butt-cheeks with my fiercely hard cock and poked through his hole and began to thrust wildly, pumping my plate of little boy ass, fucking his ass with so much lustful effort that the floor beneath our feet was creaking and moving as the dining room table was being rocked in so many different directions, that the laws of motion were being rewritten. Grandpa fucking in one direction, Gramm in another, I going one way and Lucas still over Timmy in pelvic motions to that child's mouth in another direction. I rammed hard and David groaned and grunted as my cock just widened that pink orifice, plunging into a dark, moist warm abyss. I became overly excited at the site of Brandy and Carrie. Carrie was now flat on her back, laying on the floor, Brandy sitting over Carrie's face - her tongue in Brandy's dripping wet pussy, that pink tongue tightly inserted between those hairless crack lips. It got me harder and hornier that I began squirting hard into David's ass that he began to gasp, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ooh! So Warm! I watched Brandy and Carrie go at it for a bit then I saw Jared pissing into Andy's mouth, urine dripping onto the table and floor in pools. Chester still had Brittany on her back, her legs spread far apart. Chester had taken to the aluminum straw and was sucking his own sperm out of her crack along with some of her pussy juice. Randal had filled Patrick at both ends. Some of his pearly-white cream oozed out of his little hole and Randal happily licked at the tiny trickles. He also enjoyed shoving his tongue into Patrick's mouth, tasting his warm mouth - transmitting the flavors of the boy's ass. Gramm was breast-feeding Jordan Jr. and he seemed to enjoy this particular activity. Gramm was getting up there in age that she tired quickly. But not Grandpa, he was now butt-fucking Amber with unmerciful pounding. The old geezer kept his pace and kept loading the little girl with sperm. Sarah did something I never saw her do before which caused me to shoot a strong volley of cum into David's ass. Sarah sat over Eliza's face on the floor, Sarah's upper body supported by shaky arms, Sarah had been struck with a sudden menstrual flow that she was now sliding her pussy back and forth on Eliza's face - the bloody discharge painting the girl's face into a mask of blood and other fluids, tendrils of the oozing pussy leaking between Eliza's lips - ingesting that concoction of cunt juices. More sperm filled David's ass as I watched everyone. This, by far, had been the best holiday orgy and I could hardly handle the fire that burned rich in this dinning room. The room was redolent with come and the turkey that was making its way to being done. *** Four nearly six hours, we all fucked the children leaving their bellies full of sperm. The assholes and pussies had been penetrated multiple times and filled. The table was a mess as our strings of the white semen littered the table with globs, pools of urine and sweat. The turkey perfumed the house and our blessed meal was ready. Gramm and Sarah had tended to the bird. Brandy cleaned the table while Aunt Mary bathed the children once more, making their bodies presentable once again and ready to eat dinner. Later tonight after we worked that delicious dinner down, we had all decided that we would trade off kids and spend the remainder of the evening in bed fucking until the dawn painted the sky with blue, then crimson. Another holiday had passed and I still believe that this had been the best thus far and would remember it fondly with my balls quivering, my cock hard as a rod and my mouth watering for the next holiday. I only wished I knew who I would be fucking next. Perhaps I would suggest we started practicing every holiday there was, from every religion to the nationals. In any event, I or anyone else for that matter, didn't need the excuse of a holiday to fuck the children - we could gather and have our orgies whenever we felt, after all we were a family united and nothing stood between us and sex. The End. Author's note: Man I tell you! My shoulders are killing me. I haven't had so many characters at once before. This story gave me one hell of a headache just writing it. I guess I'll take a few Tylenol and jerk-off for a few hours. I hope you enjoyed this one. It took a lot out of me and if you liked it, drop me an email and let me know! Happy Thanksgiving! E-mail me at: undersiege69@mindspring.com Love to all my friends, Todd M. Sayre November 22,1999 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* This archive does not condone child abuse, we also do not censor authors. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years "getting it up the butt" by a fellow convict in their local penitentiary. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 16