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Mountain Girl Tale
by bLACKFLAg (latim3r@yahoo.com)

***

Not all the Mormons moved west. A few stayed hidden 
deep in the mountains. In one such community isolation 
from the main church has created some interesting 
twists. One girl's tale of the goings on in this 
community, far from the prying eyes of modern 
civilization. (M+/bg, ped, bi, inc, orgy, ws)

***

I love it up here in the mountains. Course, I don't 
really know much else. I've lived up here my whole 
life. Been down to town maybe once er twice, with Pa, a 
course. He usually goes alone, but he took me along 
ever once in awhile. I didn't like it so much. Sure, 
there was the shops and all, but we never went into any 
of 'em, so I don't know much about what's in 'em. Pa 
didn't want to go nowhere's 'cept the General Store, 
fer supplies. 

Mostly it was jest hot an' dusty in town, and lots a 
noise. I was always glad ta get back home to our cabin, 
which is quiet and green all around. And up here I 
don't hava ta wear no clothes, which is how I like it. 
Pa likes it too. Akchully, he insists on it.  He'd have 
me strippin' off that stupid little dress he had on me 
soon as we was off the main road, and I'd ride the rest 
of the way back, nekid as th' day I was born. 

Pa'd always want me ta spread my legs wide and sit next 
ta him so he could finger-up my cunt while he was 
drivin' back. With the vibrations of the truck goin' 
over them dirt roads, and his big, rough fingers 
sliding up me, why I'd cum off good, maybe three, four 
times.  Pa would be nice and keep his pecker out a his 
pants so's I could see it while I was getting' diddled. 

He's even let me stroke it an' that'd make me cum all 
the harder. See, like all good girls, I love peckers a 
lot. 'specially Pa's 'cause it's so big an fat and 
hairy. I seen lot's a cocks but ain't none as purty to 
me as Pa's. I don't know what it is, just 'cause I'm a 
girl, like Pa says, but the sight of peckers makes my 
mouth get ta waterin', makes my cunt-hole a start ta 
waterin', too! An' my butt-hole get's ta twitchin' and 
tinglin' so's I can hardly stand it! Pa says any good 
girl feels the same, we just gotta have a pecker 
somewhere's in 'us. He taught me that long time ago. 

I can't hardly remember a time when I wasn't playin' 
with a pecker, and takin' care a one with one a my 
fuck-holes. Pa always says that's what a girl's god-
given purpose in life is; to take care a men and boys 
and their needs. Ta make sure they're cocks are always 
happy. It's natural, if ya think about it. 

After all the good lord gave us girls our cunts, which 
are made fer a guy to put his pecker in. That's 
obvious, like Pa said. It makes a girl feel so good 
when she's got one up there, why that's god's reward 
fer us girl's doin' our duty. 

Pa explained that to us long time  ago. The lord made 
our cunts irresistible to a fella, and he made our lips 
softer and prettier than a fellas, so's a fella would 
want to put his peter in between them, too. And, our 
butt-holes is real close to our cunt-holes so's a fella 
will be able to find it when he wants ta fuck that. 

Pa's real smart and says I'm plenty smart, too, fer a 
girl, 'cause I learned all he taught me real fast. But, 
it's natural, ain't it? I mean, I want it all the time, 
'cause that's the way it's supposed to be! 

I'm still a young girl, don't have titties yet, and 
cain't have no babies, neither. And, my cunt ain't got 
no hair 'round it yet. Pa says a girl that's too young 
to breed can still do a lot fer a guy an' his pecker. 
And I'm real happy to do it! I do what ever Pa tells me 
to do, and work hard ta' please him. 

I take care a our house, cook the meals, take care a my 
sisters and brother, and wash the men's clothes. Don't 
have ta wash no diapers no more. May, my youngest 
sisters is four now an' she's been to'let trained fer 
awhile now. They ain't a lot of our girl's clothes to 
wash. I aint got more'n a couple a dresses I never 
wear. May and Clara, those girls hardly know what it's 
like ta wear clothes. 

Mostly, if it get's cold, daddy will give em' one of 
his old shirts to wear. That's enough fer 'em I guess, 
and they're easy ta get off when someone wants their 
bodies. Which  ain't too frequent. They're still too 
little fer anyone but old man Ferguson. That old man 
sure has a thing fer the youngun's! 

Heard tell he don't even care if it's a girl or a boy, 
he just loves to love 'em up and suck 'em all over and 
shove his cock up 'em. He's a little strange, but a 
nice man. It's nice ta have someone like him in our 
community, to show them little ones how to give and get 
pleasures, and he's always reliable fer babysittin' 
duties. 

I didn't think it was right at first, that he fucked 
them little boys. But Pa explained to me that 
sometimes, if a big fella didn't have no girls around 
that little boys was supposed to give them their 
asshole ta fuck. Says he used ta' get it plenty after 
his Ma died, from Gramps. And he still likes to fuck a 
boy, from time to time, jest fer a change. That all 
made a lot of sense to me, so's then I was happy that 
the old guy was showin' how to do that. He sure is a 
good old man. A real Christian. 

Sometimes I'll send my brother, Bobby-Lee over there 
fer some trainin' and jest ta get him off my hands. 
That kid's wild, let me tell you. Bossy and brash and 
full of it! Seems like a visit to old man Ferguson's 
always clams him down a bit. He gets real quiet like 
and rubs his butt a lot. Don't take too long afore he's 
runnin' around like a wild injun again, though. 

Seems like he's learnin' real good over there, too. 
Caught him tryin' to hump Clara's butt more 'n once. I 
just let him play. Heavens, he's only eight, and his 
little peter always slips right out, till he jest gives 
it up. And Clara don't care. She's six-and-a-half and 
Ferguson's had his old pecker up there plenty. She 
knows what a real one's supposed to feel like, and 
Bobby-Lee's little pecker jest makes her giggle.  

It's kinda funny, watchin' them two play like that. 
But, I gotta hand it to Bobby. He sure tries, and he 
seems to have fun while he's doin' it. Moanin' in his 
high, little boy voice, getting' all sweaty with the 
effort, and grabbing Clara's ass to keep it spread open 
so's he can see how his pecker's doin'. And Clara, jest 
keepin' her ass up high fer him, humpin' back at him 
and giggling like the devil. May's usually watchin' all 
this with big eyes, sucking her thumb and rubbing her 
little cunny with the other hand. Sometimes she'll even 
scoot up close to get a good eyeful. 

One time Bobby was tryin' a long time to keep his peter 
up Clara, but it jest kept slippin' out. He got so mad 
about it he slapped her ass real hard and she started 
in a bawlin'. "That's what you get fer bein' such a bad 
girl!" He shouted at her. 

"Now, Bobby-Lee, " I said, gently as I could, "She's 
doin' her best fer ya'. Ain't her fault your pecker's 
too, short, still." 

I shoulda known better. A girl should never tell no 
fella his cock ain't big enough. He hauled off and 
slapped me. Fer his age he's pretty strong and it 
really stung. "You shet-up!" he hollered. "I'll show 
you!" 

He pushed me down on the floor and made to mount me. 
He's a boy, so I had to let him, but he had even less 
success with me. He really got mad then and was 
punchin' on me and crying and yellin' how was weren't 
no good to him and he was gonna tell Pa. 

"Now, Booby-Lee, hush fer jest a minute! I said. "Let 
me jest turn around and I'll show ya I can take care of 
your cock, boy!"

"How?" he said, sniffing back his snot and stoppin' his 
flailin' on my back. I knew I had ta' calm him down and 
let him get back his male pride. "Well, Bobby, I guess 
you should learn this, since your getting' to be a big 
boy now. Jest get off me and wait fer me ta turn 
around. He sniffed a little more, but did as I asked. I 
quickly rolled over and sat up. I got his cock in my 
fingers and talked real soothing too him. "Gee, Bobby-
Lee, guess I was wrong about yer pecker. Why I do 
believe it's bigger than ever! Pretty soon it's gonna 
be Pa's size. And, I think I might even see a little 
hair startin'!"

"Whar?" he said, calming down a little.

"Why just at the root. You are growin' up, boy! I 
didn't mean what I said bout your pecker. It is 
getting' pretty grown-up."

"Aw, I don't see no hairs!" He said. 

"Well, that's cause you ain't as close to 'em as I am. 
Ain't much yet, but you're gonna see some fuzz down 
there yourself before long."

He got quiet and I could tell he was feelin' better. 
His little peter was swellin' with pride. I knew I had 
got him. 'Course there weren't really no hairs down 
there, but he needed to think there was, so I ran a 
finger over his pubes and made a cooing noise. 

"Aw, they sure feel good, all soft still but they're a 
comin'. Makes me feel kinda horny, like I got me a real 
man here with me."

He didn't say nothin', but his peter got a little 
harder and a little drop of clear boy-juice squeezed 
outta the tiny piss-lips. I love that stuff and I 
really wanted to lick it off. But, I wanted to stroke 
his ego a bit more first, so I said, "Gosh, Bobby, your 
peter looks so pretty when it's all hard and juicin'! 
Make's a girl like me feel real horny fer it! Ya' think 
maybe you'd let me kiss it? Please? Jest let me kiss it 
a little."

I looked up and smiled at him and got my face in real 
close. I made sure to let my breath rush over his 
groin. He moaned a little and rasped out, "Go ahead, 
then, sis. Give it a kiss, if you want. I know you 
girls love ta do that to a big fella."

"We sure do, Bobby," I said. To tell the truth, I'd 
worked myself up to such a pitch I really did want to. 
It's a girl's nature to submit, and I wanted to please 
my little brother in the worst way. I was getting' all 
hot and bothered, being down between his legs like 
that. 

It was a new thrill fer me to be pleasurin' a little 
cock like his. I'd never done it before. Fact it, it 
looked so cute, a little miniature version of the big 
ones I always got and that kinda got to me. Plus he was 
so smooth there and although he was sweaty and smelly, 
it wasn't the strong man smell, but something sweeter 
and spicier, lusty in a different way. 

I let my lips touch his leaky little pen-sized head and 
kissed it tenderly, as if it were the great love of my 
life. It jumped on my lips and dribbled out another 
drop. I licked it up, makin' him suck in his breath 
with pleasure. I ran my tongue over it, moanin' a 
little. It tasted so fresh and sweet! He had some boy-
cheese on it and I enjoyed tastin' it. 

It wasn't strong like Pa's nor as salty. Before either 
of us knew it I was suckin' his peter into my mouth. I 
slid my lips real slow down it, sucking hard and 
whipping my tongue all over it. I sucked it to the root 
and felt it tappin' my tongue, and leakin' juice 
freely. 

He moaned and sorta bucked his little hips. I tasted 
his sweet boy-juice coatin' my tongue and the insides 
of my cheeks and I wanted even more of him. I opened 
wide and sucked in his peanut-sized balls, too and 
gently suckled all his jewels. He grabbed the back of 
my head in his strong little hands and moaned louder, 
rubbin' his groin around on my face. 

I looked up and saw him standin' there, his head thrown 
back, his eyes squintin' shut in bliss. The sight got 
me so horny I had to sneak my hand down to my cunny and 
slide a couple of fingers up there. He looked so cute, 
playin' the big man to me, wallowin' his whole package 
in my mouth in complete abandon.  Slowly I let my lips 
slide up until his wet little nuts plopped out, 
smearin' my chin with drool. I slid up his pecker and 
kept suckin' 'till the head came out with a wet pop. I 
looked up at him, my eyes showin' complete submission. 

"Bobby, won't you fuck my cunt-hole, now? I want to 
feel your big 'un slidin' up me. I lay back and pulled 
my legs back from the knees, spreadin' wide and showin' 
him my wet slit. "C'mon, Bobby, show me what you can do 
to that hole. Fuck it, please!"

"'Kay, sis. Guess a fella's got to do his duty." He 
said. He was fingerin' his slick little meat and 
starin' hungrily at my slick cunt-lips. He sank down to 
his knees between my spread legs and aimed his little 
tool at my hole.  He bit his lip and poked the head 
between them. I groaned and humped up at him, 
encouraging him. He let go of his rod as it slipped 
into me. 

He sighed with pleasure as he sank it deep, getting 
into his balls in a second. I reached up and pulled his 
little body to mine, giving him a kiss on the lips. I 
ran my hands down to his butt and pulled his hips ta' 
mine. He just lay there on me fer a minute soakin' his 
little pecker in my warm, wet pussy. 

Gently and slowly I pushed my hole up and down his 
pecker, remembering to use my pussy muscles to milk on 
him. I stared up into his eyes and saw the shine of 
excited pleasure in them. He grinned real wide and 
began to rock his hard little body on mine. I made sure 
my pussy kept him inside, matching my thrusts to his, 
so he wouldn't come out. 

"See, Bobby, you're pecker is plenty big enough fer a 
cunt-hole," I said, patting his grapefruit sized buns, 
"It shore feels good, sliding in me like that! How's it 
feelin' fer you?"

"Real good, Sis, better'n Clara's ole butthole! I'm 
getting'… that tickle feelin' sis! You keep on takin' 
my peter, now, don't you stop! I'm close… awww!! 
Fuckin' you, fuckin' yer hole,… with … my… big 'un! 
Ahh! Ahh! Aw, FUCK!"  he was writhing around on me 
jammin' his little pole as hard as he could. I was so 
keyed up that I eagerly met his thrusts. I felt his 
belly slappin' my cunt-button and I saw exploding stars 
as I came off myself. 

When it was over, he got offa me right away and went 
lookin' fer his shorts. He found 'em, put 'em on and 
ran outside, woopin' and carryin' on, off on some new 
game. I smiled to myself and got up off the floor. I 
suddenly remembered I had to get vittles ready fer 
supper afore Pa got home. Tonight was my night and all 
Pa's cronies would be thar. I had a lot to do if I was 
gonna get ready fer tonight. I found a rag to wipe off 
my cunt and hopped to getting' vittles ready.

Let me 'splain what I mean by "my night". All the men 
got together once a week at one of their places for to 
let the guys all have a go at the wife or girl of the 
guy that lived thar.  Every man could have a turn at 
fuckin' the wife. A lot of the gals would get in the 
"family way" that way. Kept them from havin' too many 
inbreds, Pa told me. 

Since Pa didn't have no wife, I was the girl at my 
house. And, tonight was the night fer them men to come 
and use me. I was plenty excited 'bout it. I gots to 
have lotsa peters and lotsa good stuff ter swaller.I 
knew I was gonna get 'bout seven, eight big cocks put 
ta me thet night. 

Pa ate his dinner while I got under th' table and gave 
him some suck. He always let Bobby-Lee sit at th' table 
with him, but the girls had to wait. Tonight Pa wanted 
a little entertainment with his supper. He had May and 
Clara get up on the sofy-bed. 

They had ta spread their chubby legs wide and show off 
their twats and finger 'em. Pa told 'em to lay next ta 
each other and kiss each other's tittie dots and stuff. 
Then he had May turn around and get her face into 
Clara's crotch. Clara had to get her face down on May 
like that. Then the little girls were told to lick on 
each other's pussies. Pa told us that when there were 
two girls waitin' ta please a guy they should do jest 
like that to get themselves all wet and ready fer the 
fella. 

Them little girls giggled at thet and went wild lickin' 
and a suckin' on each other's bald little cunt-holes 
'till they made each other have a climax. Bobby-Lee got 
horny watchin' thet and he ordered me to suck him under 
the table like I was doin' ta Pa. I got his little 
drawers down and did as he wanted, suckin' him in and 
tastin' my cunt-juices still on him along with his boy-
sweat. He leaned back in his chair and moaned as I 
sucked him up and down. Pa chuckled as he watched Bobby 
getting' head. 

 "Shore do believe yore growin' up, Bobby," Pa said, 
"learnin' how ta get whatcha want from a woman, ain't 
ya?" 

I knew Bobby must be real proud of hisself. He hunched 
his hips up into my face and he crowed.

"Sure, Pa. I kin make Sis do jest what I like. I been 
fuckin' her in her pussy-hole today, too. She knows ta 
do what I say."

"That's fine, boy. You make sure you get it as often as 
ya' can. Don't be afeared ta make other girls do it fer 
ya too. It's their Christian duty ta please a man and 
his cock, and gets more babies made. " 'Sides, like I 
tole ya, a woman needs a fella's cock. She ain't 
feelin' right until she's got one up her cunt or ass on 
in her mouth. Jest like dogs and horses, they need a 
fella ta tell 'em what ta do, too. Don't fergit that, 
boy."

"Nawsir!" Bobby replied. "Aw, man, Pa. She's really 
goin' ta town on my pecker. Yore right, Pa, she needs 
it bad! She's tryin' ta suck it offa me!"

Pa and Bobby-Lee both laughed at this. Pretty soon, 
Bobby-Lee started a groanin' and I knew from the way 
his little rod was a jumpin' in my mouth that he was 
feelin' his "tickle". I waited until his breath came 
back to him, then let it out. Pa didn't want no more a 
my mouth right then. He always like ta keep an edge 
goin' since he's always the first ta fuck. It's 
tradition. The host always goes first ta show just what 
he kin do to the girl. I knew what Pa had in mind and 
my nerves were on fire thinkin' 'bout it.  

I put the girls ta bed. They were out in a few minutes, 
sleepin' like babies, which they warn't far from bein'. 
Then I put Bobby-Lee ta bed. I made sure I got down and 
kissed his little limp pecker and tole him how much I 
liked it.

"When you wuz fuckin' me, it sure felt real good. And I 
liked suckin' on it fer ya, too. Think you wanna do it 
fer me agin?"

"He got all serious and puffed up. "Shore, Sis. I'll 
give it to ya agin. Don't you worry. All you gots to do 
is do what I tell ya and I'll slip it to ya any time I 
kin." He was actin' all grown-up. He patted my head, 
and tole me to run along since he was tuckered out and 
needed his sleep. I smiled and got up, closing the door 
behind me, feelin' like my heart was gonna bust with 
pleasure. I was real pent up and horny. Bobby-Lee's 
arragint attitude just made me all the hotter. He was 
gonna be a wild one when he got older. 

I cleared up the table and spread out a blanket over 
it, while Pa hung up the Kerosene lantern overhead. 
Then he hiched up his overalls while I got up on the 
table and knelt down on my hands and knees, my little 
tail up and ready to fuck. When I was bent over like 
that I actually looked like I had a little bit of 
tittie. Not much, just a couple a swelled up places 
under my nipples, but Pa said I looked real hot like 
that and the fellas would be real pleased. 

I grinned, feelin' so happy and horny. My cunt jest 
dripped and dripped, like it always did on my night. A 
little puddle of juice gathered between my legs on the 
blanket and soaked in, leaving a damp spot that was 
hard to mistake. 

The fellas filed in over about the next twen'y minutes 
or so. I don't think thar was one that didn't come over 
and fondle on me one way or the other. Hank was the 
first to arrive. He walked right up ta me and reached 
out ta' give my wet little cunt a rubbin'. He smiled at 
me an' I smiled at him.  "How's it goin', Daisy, you 
all ready fer us t'night?" He slid a couple a fingers 
in my and stirred them around.

"Yessir!" I said, trembling a little, "I'm all ready 
fer you fellas!" His fingers were makin' me feel real 
hot and I felt so slutty, naked an' on display like 
thet.

"Thet's real fine. You a good slittle slut, ain't ya? 
Growin' up, too. I 'member when I couldn't get but one 
a my fingers up yore little twat. Now I'll bet ya could 
take three or four, ain't that right?"

I could feel a hot blush comin' over me. Hank shore 
knew what ta do with them fingers! He was twistin' them 
all around, makin me shake and tremble all over. 

"Ahh..yessir! Ohh…! I kin take what ever you'all wanna 
put up thar, I guess, Mr. Hank." He chuckled and 
withdrew his fingers, holding them up to my lips fer me 
ta suck clean fer him. He already knew what I could 
take. He'd seen me many times getting' a big thick one 
plowed up me. And, 'course he knew I could take him as 
well. He was a tall man, kinda thin lookin' but with a 
hard muscled body. His dick was prob'ly the longest of 
all those guys. 

It was thin like him, but had a fat, mushroom-lookin' 
head on it, weighin' it down. He had a long ball-pouch, 
too that came down half-way to his knees when it was 
hot out. I could see thet thing snakin' down his pants 
leg and I licked my lips thinkin' 'bout it. 

As I was lickin' his fingers off, Jake Hanson came in. 
He set a case a beer on the floor and came up ta us. 

"We-ll, little Daisy-Mae! He said, rubbin' his big hand 
down my back and over my ass. He snuck a finger into my 
crack and toyed with my asshole. "What a pretty girl 
like you doin' without my dick up yore ass?" He and 
Hank both laughed and even I giggled a little. 

"Well now Mr. Jake, I don't know," I said, "Cain't you 
find a remedy fer that?" They both bust a gut laughin' 
at that one..

"Now, don't you worry 'bout that!" Jake laughed, "I'm 
gonna take care a that pretty damn soon!"

Jake liked ta take a girl's "back-door" as he called 
it. He had a couple a boys at home. His wife was 
poorly, so's he was always corn-holin' those boys. I 
guess he kinda got used to the feel of a tighter hole 
ta fuck.  He was blonde haired and blue-eyed with a 
square jaw. If he's been a little less paunchy he'd a 
looked like a movie-star like the ones I seen in a 
magazine at Aunt Carly's once. He patted me on the ass 
and went over and started passin' out beers. 

Zeke Jones came in, big hairy guy with a jolly face and 
twinkly blue piggy-eyes. Then in came Harold Portsmith 
and behind him his son. Harold weren't much ta look at, 
goin' bald, kinda pudgy body and a kinda small dick 
that you could hardly see more'n the head of when he 
was soft. 

His son didn't look nothin' like him. Looked more like 
Hanks's boy, and it mighta been true, fer all that. He 
was 'bout sixteen and tall and thin like Hank, but 
smoother and paler-lookin'. He was always a shy sorta 
boy, and he seemed real awkward and 'barrassed. I was a 
little 'barrassed myself. I hadn't seen Dwayne but from 
a ways off, but he always made me feel kinda tingly. 

I thought he was real han'some and lotsa times wished I 
could get him over fer a roll. But, I'd never though 
about havin' him see me all spread out and drippin' at 
a fuck-night. Weren't nothin' I could do 'bout it, 
though. I smiled at him, and then sorta ducked my head 
and tried not to look at him. I was turnin' bout five 
shades a red. But Mr. Harold brought him right over ta 
me.  

"Lookee thar, now, son. See? You kin do what ya like 
and feel anything you want. Why not put your hand down 
and feel what that pussy's like?"

"Brung yore boy along, did ya Harry?" Zeke said, 
handing him a beer. 

"Shore. It's his fourteenth birthday today. It's time 
fer him ta start bein' a man and joinin' in with us 
men."

"That's fine!" Jake said. "Go on boy, feel up that 
cunny. T'ain't a gonna bite!" The men all chuckled.

Dwayne  reached out with a shaky hand. He gulped and 
brushed his fingers over my slit. I couldn't help 
sighin' when he did that. It was such a light, ticklin' 
touch, so soft. Like a bird's wing on me. 

Harold chuckled. "See, Dwayne, she likes thet. Come on, 
do it some more." Dwayne seemed fascinated by my cunt. 
He brushed his fingers back and forth, hardly daring to 
touch it. All the while I could see his pecker getting' 
harder and harder in his pants. Look like he had a nice 
one!

"Gosh, Mr. Dwayne, why don't you get a good feel," I 
sighed, "Put a finger up thar. I'm all wet and warm in 
thar, and I like's somthin' up me when it feels thet 
way." 

 The boy gulped. He couldn't say nothin'. He did what I 
said, though. He pushed his slim finger in a little 
ways. He sighed loudly, causing the bigger fellas to 
laugh again. He pushed it deeper, and began to run it 
around the walls of my cunt-hole. I wanted to encourage 
him. I made little mewling noises and said, "Ohhh! 
That's right, oh, lordy, feels good. Do it more, Mr. 
Dwayne, makes me get hot fer ya'." And I meant ever 
word. 

I was hot as hell fer this virginal boy, ready to show 
him how to take a gal and make her his. I planned on 
givin' him a real good time, so's he would wanna fuck 
me agin and agin! I pushed my pussy up into his 
fingers. I guess I was a little too crazy fer it. He 
drew back his hand like he'd touched fire and made a 
surprised sound. Well, all the fellers was guffawin' 
over thet one!" He got real red and backed away. 
Lookin' down all shame-faced. 

I was sorry 'bout it, but before I could think too much 
'bout it, Pa walks in, wearin' nothin' but a shirt. 
Pa's built like a barrel and is hairy all over, He's 
got a cock on him that most fellas admire and most gals 
want. It's real thick and 'bout 8 or9 inches long. Big 
ole furry patch that looks like it's jest a drippin' 
off his balls.  

It's already stickin' all the way up and drippin' and 
lookin' fierce!" The men all greet him and slap him on 
the back, but he jest grins and steps up ta' me. Gosh, 
I'm so antsy fer what I know he's gonna do, I cain't 
barely hold still. I push my little butt up to him and 
start in a sighin' and mewlin' fer him. 

He grabs my cheeks in his big paws and spreads 'em  
wide, like he wants ta tear em apart. I gasp from the 
pain, but at the same time it feels good, knowin' he's 
gonna use me jest how he wants. He spits down, right on 
my pucker and I feel it pucker open a bit when he does. 
I concentrate on makin' it open wider fer him. The 
other guys is getting' close, watchin' and makin' 
comments. 

"Holy hell, look at that hole, jest a openin' wide fer 
it!" 

"Go ahead, Jack, fuck it! 

"She shore wants that, don't she?"

"Damn!" Cries out Dwayne. I look over ta see him 
sniffin' at his fingers and gropin' his boner through 
his thin pants. I feel so damn hot now. Even Dwayne's 
getting' into it and my Pa's about ta… Pa jams his 
prick in me a good four inches without stopping, I 
squeal with pure wanton delight. I push my ass back ta 
meet his thrust moanin' and mewin' like a cat in heat. 

Gosh, it's so painful, so full and heavy. Makes me go 
into a fit! I love the pain, love submittin' to Pa's 
big cock. I close my eyes, and thrust my ass harder 
towards Pa's furry groin. His pecker is spreadin' my 
hole wide open and tunneling in like a freight train. 
He slaps his huge hairy paws down on my ass hard, 
makin' me scream out. 

This seems ta be the gen'ral signal; fer the fellas ta 
start shuckin' their clothes. Pretty soon they's all 
crowdin' around, their big cocks bobbin' around at me. 
Zeke got my nipples in his fingers and was playin' with 
'em, flickin' them and pinchin' at 'em, 'till I'm 'bout 
outa my mind with lust.  Someone else is shovin' his 
fingers up my cunt-hole and wrigglin' 'em around. 

I look up ta see Dwayne crowdin' in. His pants are off 
now, and boy does his cock look tasty! Long and 
straight, and pink as a candy-stick. His knob is 
forcin' it's way outta the skin, all rosy lookin' and 
leakin' boy-juice. He's got a small curly bush a golden 
blonde hair 'round the base of his prick. 

His balls are still hairless, but he's got that dusky 
rose skin, wrinkly and bulgin' with two walnut-sized 
balls, movin' around with excitement. I wished he's get 
a little closer and let me have it in my mouth. I knew 
I could jest suck on that purty thang all day, if'n 
he'd let me!

Pa's startin' to go to town, now. He's slappin' his 
big, hard hips on me, makin' them smack my ass loud. 
His big ole nuts in swingin' against my slit and the 
fingers up me. I kin feel my climax a comin' on and I 
get real wild fer Pa. I grab at his slidin' shaft with 
my ass-ring, makin' it tighten on him and bang my ass 
aginst him ever time he slams it home. I raise up my 
head, pantin' and gaspin' and beg him to fuck me hard. 

Hank gets a bunch a my hair in his big fist and pulls 
me down to his cock-knob. It bumps 'gainst my lips and 
I open eagerly fer it, lettin' him pop it in my warm 
mouth. I have a fleetin' idear 'bout him maybe bein' 
Dwayne's real Pa and that sets my pussy ta burnin'! 

I moan around his shaft as he's pushin' it inta my 
face, and relax my gullet so's he can shove it right 
down my neck. Pretty soon I can feel it spreadin' the 
back of my mouth open and pushin' on down. My lips are 
stretched as wide as they kin go 'round that poundin' 
iron bar. My nose pressed into his sweaty crotch hair 
and 
I gaze up at him lovingly, my mouth fulla cock.  

Pa's beginnin' to swear and slam me faster. Suddenly he 
slaps it home, buryin' ever inch up me and growls loud. 
His cock jumps around, bumpin my ass walls deliciously 
and spurtin' his thick man-cream up me. Feelin' his 
cock batterin' my tunnel is jest too much. Snortin' 
'round the pecker crammin' my throat, my brain 
explodes. I cain't see nothing but red and stars, and 
feel wild quakes of pleasure rock me like thunder. 
Hank's forcin' my head up and down on his shaft, and 
drool's a leakin' out a my lips and rollin' down my 
chin as I gulp at his veiny, hard meat.

Dwayne gets over to whar he can see my face a getting 
fucked. "Wow", he says, strokin' his candy-stick, "You 
kin fuck their faces, too? Fuck right into their 
mouths?"

"Hell, boy, you kin fuck whatever hole you want! Girls 
love the taste a meat, ain't that right, Daisy?" Jake 
pulls his cock outa my mouth, so's I kin answer. Spit 
and lube-juice strings from my lips as I gasp and say, 
"Yes… Ohh, mmm! I love th' taste of cock!" He shoves it 
back in, laughin'. He runs it down my throat agin and 
commences ta workin' my head up and down on it agin. I 
smile 'round the slidin' pecker I'm suckin' on and my 
eyes squinch shut with heart-poundin' pleasure. Jake's 
long, sweaty sack slaps my chin as he screws my happy 
mouth-cunt.  

Zeke's up behind my now, rubbin' his cockhead aginst my 
pussy. He moans and tells me ta git ready fer a 
poundin'. I work my legs a little wider, invitin' him 
ta push his pecker up my wet folds. I kin feel his 
pecker crown enterin' me pushin' my cunt-lips open. My 
pussy grabs at that cock and sucks it in. That gets a 
chuckle from him.

"See, Dwayne? She jest sucked it in her cunny, like 
she's suckin' on Jake's pole!" He says. "Little slut 
wants it damn bad!"

Jake's thrustin' faster now and his pecker's a swellin' 
up longer and harder in my eager mouth. His nuts are 
drawin' up and I kin tell he's gonna shoot me some 
baby-juice pretty quick. I try my best to suck real 
hard, kinda like I'm suckin' on a straw. He grunts and 
fucks it to my tummy. He holds my face against his 
curly, damp bush and I feel his cock pumpin' but, I 
cain't taste nothin'. It's goin' straight into my 
belly! 

He moans loud and rubs my face into his lower belly as 
he spurts his stuff. With Zeke's meat startin' ta fuck 
in and outa my sloppy cunt-hole and Jake creamin' down 
my throat I' come over with another wild climax. I 
tremble and shake on the table. I cain't moan 'cause 
Jake's dick is pluggin' me so deep, but I feel that 
warm waves of bliss washin' over my body. I'm so glad 
I'm makin' them cocks happy! I know that's what I was 
born to do, ain't no doubt in my mind. 

Jake rests fer a second or two, then pulls his cock 
free. I keep my lips clamped down on it, ta milk out 
the last drops of his lovely cream. It finally pops 
free of my lips, smearin' my mouth with the last 
droolin' drips of white jelly. Without another word, he 
turns and walks away. I get a nice view of his muscular 
ass as he bends over ta get a beer out a the box on the 
floor.  

Zeke's cock jabs deep up me and makes me squeal fer 
him. "Ohh, Mr, Zeke, sir, fuck it, please! Fuck my 
cunt-hole!" I gasp. 

Pa's comin' up ta me now, He pushes his half-hard 
pecker at my face and I open up fer it. 

"That's right, Honey, clean it up, like a good girl."  
He don't hafta tell me ta do this, a 'course. I know 
it's part of a girl's duty to a man to clean his pecker 
after it's fucked her. Pa's dick is smeared with gooey 
cum and brown streaks. Tastes fine, kinda bitter and 
tangy and spicy all at the same time. Dwayne's eyes are 
poppin outta his head as he watches me suckin' Pas' 
prick clean. I wonder whar the hells he's been that he 
ain't seen this kinda thang before. Guess his ma and Pa 
keeps the bedroom door closed. 

He musta played 'round with girls before though. But, 
he seems mighty innocent. I feel so wicked in 
comparison. I'm up here, stark naked and getting a cock 
up my pussy, while I'm suckin' my Pa's cock clean of 
cum and my own shit, lookin' like a real slut, I guess. 
But, I'm havin' too much fun ta care much 'bout what 
thet boy might think a me. 

Pa pulls his limber prick from my mouth and goes off 
fer a beer, while Zeke starts a long-dickin' me. He 
pulls ever inch out, then stabs back in to the hilt, 
joltin' me a little each time. It feels really wild and 
I push back ta feel his pecker-knob push my guts 
around.

My head's down between my arms and my face is all 
flushed and sweaty as Zeke fucks me. I'm gonna cum agin 
from the way he's beatin' my pussy. I feel him pull 
free a my clingin' cunt once more and brace myself fer 
him ta ram it back in. Instead I feel his wet, sticky 
rod bobbin 'tween my ass cheeks . Then he's tunnelin' 
up my butt-hole. I 'bout lose it agin, right there! 
Zeke's dick's even fatter than Pa's although not as 
long. It plugs me good, and spreads me like a hoe-
handle. I'm burstin' into tears of pleasure and moanin' 
so loud, I'm afread I'm gonna wake folks for miles 
around. 

It's then that Dwayne gets up in front of me. I don't 
even know he's thar at first. I feel fingers runnin' 
through my blonde hair, and getting' tangled up in it. 
Then he lifts me head up. His pink boner is starin' 
right at me, its little piss-lips poutin' and droolin'. 
I kin smells his fresh sweat, sweet as hay in the 
summer sun. Golly, I just want him to take me so bad!

I gotta try that mouth!" He says, his voice soundin' 
hoarse. "Gotta feel what thet's like!" He nudges his 
sticky pink prick-crown aginst my lips. "Open up, 
honey!" He orders.

Now thet's more like it! He's takin' control now, 
lettin' his lust do the talkin'. I open up and take 
that drippy hard knob into my lips, reverently. I want 
him to see and feel how much I want to serve him. As 
soon as I hear him hiss in his breath at the touch I 
cum off! My pussy gushes juice down my spread loins and 
down to my knees. I'm mewin' like a kitten wantin' 
milk, and my ass-chute clamps and squeezes on Zeke's 
slidin' prick.

I slide my lips right down Dwayne's throbbin' shaft 
lickin' my tongue 'round it lappin' up his boy-flavors 
and goin' plumb crazy. His body stiffens and his hand 
clutches at my hair. He moans and shoots. Shoot, the 
poor boy's so hot he cain't hold it. Gushes of his 
young cum spurt and fills my mouth up to over-flowin. 
It pours from my lips and coats my chin, dripping onto 
the blanket beneath me. 

I gulp and swaller and drink down all I kin. I'm a 
little disappointed thet he cum so soon, and I guess he 
must be, too. He sighs and moans and his prick jumps on 
my tongue as he spews out his fresh, virgin cum. A 
couple of the guys are laughin' at him fer shotin' off 
so quick. He turns bright red at that and shoves his 
dick deeper, his face scowlin'.

Pa comes up and slaps him on the shoulder. "Hell, boy, 
don't wrry 'bout it. Never mind them fellas. They all 
did the same, first time they did that. I know, I saw 
it before." Dwayne don't say nothing'. His cock starts 
ta' wilt a little, but he don't look mad no more, jest 
a little tired. He pulls his slimy dick from my lips 
and goes over to a chair ta flop down and get his 
breath back. I watch him go, seein' his tight ass move. 
It's so pretty I jest wish I could crawl off the table 
and go kiss it.

Zeke's poundin' my ass real hard now. He rears up on 
his toes and slams in deep. His pecker starts a jumpin' 
'round in my ass and he's growlin' and shootin' off, 
fillin' me fulla cock-cream. I sigh and shudder and 
another tremor shakes me as I cum off fer him, givin' 
his cock a few good milkin' squeezes. He pulls outta 
me, and like they all do, goes right fer the case a 
beer. 

Mr. Harold is comin' up to me now. He's jackin' away on 
his boner. He gets it up to my face and whacks on it 
furiously. 

"Take my batter, little girls!" He huffs. I see his 
prick slit open up and spew his lumpy load onta my 
face. I quickly open my mouth fer it, but he jest wants 
ta shoot on my face. He sends his spurts over my cheeks 
and onto my nose, and up on my forehead. He always like 
ta do thet. Calls it "markin' a bitch". 

As the last dribbles roll out he holds it to my lips 
and tells me to hold my mouth open. He lets the stuff 
drip on my lips and down my already slimy chin, mixin' 
his load with his son's. 

He finally pokes it inta my face. Without a moment's 
warning he starts a pissin'. He loves ta do thet too, 
to make a girl drink his pee down. I do as I'm supposed 
to. I close my cummy lips 'round the head and gulp 
mouthful after mouthful a his warm, sour piss. Pa's 
laughin' as he watches me guzzle Harry's hot piss. 
"Damn, Harry," he says, turnin' my slut inta a to'let 
agin?"

"Yup," Harold grins as he watches my swallerin', "feels 
real good to let it go in a slut's hot mouth. "'Side's, 
shows 'em another thang they're good fer!" That gets 
another guffaw from the fellas. When he is drained of 
his piss he pulls it free and has me lick the last 
drops offa the head. I'm greedy fer it and eagerly lap 
up all that's left.

Now that they've all had me once I kin get down off the 
table. Felin' a little wobbly, I turn and slide down. I 
know it's time ta go get the men some vittles ta snack 
on. I scamper off ta the kitchen and get the plate a 
san'iches I made and brings 'em in. I go's 'round the 
room, offerin' them to the fellas. When I get ta Dwayne 
I kinda blush a little and murmer, "Won't ya have a 
san'ich, Mr. Dwayne?"

He tries ta be cool 'bout it. He picks one up and bites 
inta it. But his mind ain't on the food. His eyes is 
zeroed in on my wet cunt. His pecker's movin' up his 
creamy thigh and startin' ta lift it's head up to me. I 
stare at it, fascinated, 'till I hear Pa call me over. 
I quickly go over and hand him the plate. He takes one 
and devours 'bout half of it in one bite. Pa's like a 
big ole bear sometimes, and sometimes he's like a 
little boy, young actin' and brash as Bobby-Lee. I 
guess that's whar the boy gets it. 

After I passes out the san'iches and puts the tray back 
in the kitchen I come out and kneels 'side Pa. I git 
right 'tween his legs and put my head down on his big 
ole cock. That's whar Pa says I always should be, 
'tween a man's legs, ready ta' please his pecker.

I lean into his crotch, smellin' his manly smells and 
feelin' good. I wait fer him ta tell me what he wants 
next. Well, Pa's had a few beer by now. He pushes my 
head back a bit and picks his prick up and holds it to 
my mouth. 

"C'mon, girl take ma pee, I gotta go like a big dog," 
he orders. I smack my lips, get my mouth open and push 
out my bottom lips so's his knob is resting on it. He 
lets go with a fat ole stream of it. It's hot and 
golden and the smell drifts into my nose, 'long with 
tiny splashes of it thet hits my face like a fine 
mountain mist. 

It don't taste real strong, not too bitter anyways, 
jest nice and salty and kinda tangy.  Pa kin drink all 
the beer he wants, but I kin get drunk on his hot pee. 
Seems the more he feeds me, the more I want it. I gulp 
it down, closin' my lips over his delightful spout and 
takin' it as it comes. He sighs in relief as he empties 
it inta me. His eyes look down in satisfaction, a 
little bleary lookin' from the beer, but real happy an' 
pleased. 

I don't miss a drop. I had lots a practice at it. Pa's 
been makin' me drink his piss two-three times a day fer 
years.  Not all gals'll do it, I hear. Much as I'd like 
ta think well of 'em, not all the older gals here will 
submit to drinkin' pee. Don't know why. 

Mighty tasty stuff, and Pa says it's good fer us, gives 
us nice skin. My skin is always soft and rosy, so Pa 
must know what he's talkin' 'bout. So's Pa likes ta' 
show me off thisa way. Makes the other fellas jealous 
when they see how well behaved I am. Dwayne's still got 
his eye on me. He's gapin' a little as he sees me 
eagerly swallerin' Pa's piss load. I kin tell he'd like 
me ta do it fer him, too. An' I'd sure like ta!

When I finish off Pa's gold-water Mr. Harold says, 
"Come on over here, gal and drink mine, too. I crawl 
over to him and open up soon as I gets 'tween his legs. 
He's got a kinda doggy grin, his tongue hangin' out the 
corner of his mouth. He takes his little pecker in his 
fingers and aims it at me. 

A short shot of it spurts out and sprays my cheek. I 
weave my head to get my mouth inta position and it cuts 
loose agin. This time the stream don't quit. Gosh a' 
mighty! His piss is rank, real smelly and sour tastin'. 
I almost gag on the first mouthful, but manage to close 
my lips 'round his cheesy pecker-tip and keep 
swallerin' He watches me gulpin' still grinnin' like a 
cat. 

"Shit, thet's hot," he sighs. "Now, open up slut, I 
wanna see it goin' in yer little mouth. I do as he 
tells me, openin' wide and feelin' his pee fill up my 
mouth like a cup he's pissin' inta. I have ta' swaller 
fer it gets ta my lips or it'll spill. Some of it 
spills anyway, but it jest sluices down my chin some 
and down my chest. Some of his yella pee trickles over 
my tittie points and sparkles in the lamplight. He 
finishes with sev'ral short shots, then I lean forwards 
and licks the last drops outta his pee-hole. He likes 
that. 

His pecker bones up and brushes over my nose, leaving a 
trail of fuck-snot across the tip. Zekes' callin' me 
over and I know he wants ta use my mouth as his to'let 
next. I crawl over to him, eagerly, happy to be outta 
Mr. Harry's crotch. It ain't thet I don't perchiate a 
man's smells, but thars somthin' off about the way Mr. 
Harold smells. Like he don't never wash down thar at 
all. Sometimes, if I'm really horny I don't mind, but 
after I done come so much, I kinda feel fussy 'bout it. 

That shames me a little. I know I shouldn't feel thet 
way. A cock's a cock and I should be real happy ta get 
it. But, I try not ta' think 'bout it too much. I'm 
'tween Zekes beefy legs and got my head up fer him ta 
fill. After him, Jake a 'course, uses me. I like ta 
watch the pee streamin' from thet fat mushroom head. 
And I love ta' suck on thet meaty thang while he's a 
pissin'. 

After Jake's done I wonder if I should go over to 
Dwayne, but he ain't called me yet. Mr. Harold makes up 
my mind fer me.

"Hey, slut, you too good fer my boy's piss?" He 
demands.

"Nawssir, I ain't too good fer it" I say quickly. I 
crawl over to whar Dwayne's sittin' and get my head up 
to his crotch. He looks down at me kinda dumb-like. His 
pecker starts ta risin' and throbbin' when he feels my 
breathin' on it. 

"Please, Mr. Dwayne, don't ya need ta piss, sir?" I ask 
as sweetly as I kin.

He looks real 'barrassed. He kinda looks away an' says, 
"Aw, y'all don't have ta do that. I kin find the 
bathroom. 'Sides, I cain't never pee when I gets all 
hard like this."

The other fellas don't like thet.  "Boy, you gotta 
perfectly good to'let right there," Pa says, "Use it."

"C'mon, son, do like the rest of us. Ain't much of a 
man if'n ya won't take advantage of a slut that'll take 
yer piss!" Mr. Harlod says.

"But, Pa, I'm too hard. Geez, she's so cute an all and 
she got me all riled up!"

I thrill to his words. He thinks I'm cute! I'm turnin' 
him on! Gosh, I'm 'bout ready to faint dead away from 
happiness.  But the men ain't havin' none a thet boy's 
excuses.

"Hell, boy, force yerse'f. You kin do it, if'n ya try. 
Just pinch on it hard and make it go down, Then, ya 
better give that girl yore pee or by God you ain't 
gonna be one a us!" Mr. Zeke says. They'se all lookin' 
mean at him.  Things are lookin' kinda des'prate for 
poor ole Dwayne. I know I gots ta help him out, even if 
he gets mad at me fer it. I reach up and grab his 
balls. He looks real funny when I do that, like a scart 
dog. I didn't hesitate. I squeezed his balls, soft at 
first, then clampin' down till he howled. 

That made the fellas laugh an' slap their thighs. 
Dwayne's pecker went soft in a second as the pain shot 
through him. "What the hell you do that fer!" He 
yelped. I let his nuts go. He reached down and gave me 
a good slap across my face. I didn't mind. I knew he'd 
be able ta go now. 

"Sorry, Mr. Dwayne, but I think y'all be able ta pee 
now, sir." I said, givin' him a quick grin. Then I 
opened my mouth and waited. He looked stunned fer jest 
a second, then he laughed along with the others. "Well, 
I guess yore right girly," he says, between whoops of 
gigglin'. It's all right now. He kin laugh at hiself 
and he's gonna do it. The fellas will accept him after 
this. 

"Hell, girl, you don't have ta try an' squeeze it out!" 
He jokes. "That makes 'em all laugh agin.  He points 
his pink pecker down at my mouth. A couple a dribbles 
come out, then two fine streams. One sprays my nose and 
cheek and the other one hits my tongue. Then it 
suddenly blends into one hot stream that fills my 
mouth. 

I gulp it down. I love the taste! All sweet an' salty 
and light gold. I whimper, feelin' it tingle on my 
tongue. Gosh, how I want it! The sight of my guzzlin' 
his pee-flow gets him hard agin. He makes a valiant 
effort, pushin' his dick down as it hardens up, and 
strainin' his flat belly to force more out. Finally he 
gives up and lets it go. It slaps his belly with a 
juicy sound. He sighs heavily. 

"Cain't go no more until this ole pecker a mine goes 
down." He says. 

"Well, fuck 'er then." Jake says.

"Yeah," says Pa, "Push 'er to the floor and climb in, 
boy!"

"I… I believe I will!" Says Dwayne. He stands up and 
says, "Get down on your back, girl, I gotta fuck ya!"

"Yessir, please!" I blurt out. This is what I've been a 
waitin' fer. I get right down on my back like he told 
me and spread my legs. I reach down and pull my pussy 
open with my fingers, showin' him how juicy my hole is 
fer him.

"Damn, Jack, she suire is one hot little slut!" Zeke 
says, "Cain't wait fer a man ta get his cock up 'er!"

Dwayne gets down on his knees 'tween my legs and 
commences ta feelin' my cunt up. Hissin' in his breath 
he puts two fingers in it and slides 'em around. He 
notices my love bud throbbin. He takes his thumb and 
rubs over it, open mouthed. I cain't help squealing and 
rubbin' my ass on the floor when he does thet. I hump 
my hips up at him, urgin' him on. He's just starin' 
while he plays with me, fascinated by my reactions. 

His prick is bobbin' in his lap and a line of his ball-
juice is runnin' down the cum-tube underneath.  He 
pulls his fingers out an sniffs 'em, then sticks 'em in 
his mouth and sucks at them moanin' like a starvin' man 
tastin' ice cream. Then he's fallin on his hands and 
pressin' his wonderful prick at my tight opening. I 
reach 'tween our bodies and guide it in.  "Ohh, Mr. 
Dwayne, fuck me…fuck me!" I wail. He moans real loud 
and grunts as he pushes it in me.

"Oh lord!" He cries, "unh! Aw, it's so hot an' wet on 
my dick!" He starts ta move in me, hunchin' his slim 
hips to mine, fillin' me full a that pink club. "Hell, 
thet feels so nice!" he moans. He slides in ta the 
balls and jest lets it soak up thar. He's breathin' hot 
and heavy in my ear an' his arms are holdin' to my 
sides real tight. He's slippery with sweat and warm as 
a summer day.I look up at his beautiful flushed face, 
seein' his blue eyes squinchin' shut an' his white 
teeth grittin' in lust. He pulls out a bit, then shoves 
it in agin. Like he don't wanta ever leave my hot 
cunny. 

I put my hands on his muscled buns and pull him in ta 
me, gaspin' and moanin' an' hunchin' my butt up fer 
him. He starts ta fuck me then, slow at first, then 
pickin' up some, getting' a rythym goin' thet sends my 
brain a wheelin'. I'm cryin' with the joy of it, an' 
he's shakin' and gruntin' like he's in heaven. I wrap 
my legs 'round his waist and scream, "Ohh, plow me, 
Dwayne! Do it hard as ya want! Fuck me hard!" 

"Yeah, gonna do it real hard!" He cries out, "God 
awmighty, fuckin' a real pussy! Fuckin' it, Unh! Jest 
as hard as I want!" He writhes and humps me faster an' 
faster, a hot blush spreadin' down his chest, makin' 
his nipples glow like hot embers. He runs his big hands 
all over my little tits and bends his head down to take 
one in his mouth and suck it. 

All the while his hips is blurrin' as he rams in balls 
deep over an' over. His mouth suckin' my nipple sends 
zappin' tingles to my brain an' sends 'em racin' down 
to my impaled hole. I'm thrashin' my head and beggin' 
him to never stop. 

The fellas are cheerin' us on, and sayin' how cute we 
look, fuckin' on the floor. Jake gets up and kneels 
beside us, near Dwaynes pumpin' ass. He's strokin' his 
long dong and squeezin' on his nuts. He takes his hand 
offa his furry balls and raises it over The boy's butt, 
then slams it down, givin' him a good smack. 

"AHH!" Dwayne yells. But, he ain't actin' like it hurt 
him. He whips his ass around, stirrin' his cock in me 
as he shoves it deep. Jake hits him agin, harder than 
before and gets another shout of hot lust from the boy. 

 "Yeah, fuck thet pussy, by, fuck it while I smack yore 
pretty little butt red." Jake cries.

I had heard 'bout this, though I'd never seen it afore 
now. It was part of Dwayne's inishashun. He had ta' 
take a spankin' while he had his first party fuck. 
Dwayne didn't seem ta mind it a bit. In fact, he seemed 
like he liked those stingin' swats. I know how it musta 
felt. I liked it when Pa slapped my ass while he fucked 
me, 'specially when he fucked my butthole. Dwayne was 
groanin' and slappin' his groin inta me with a fury. He 
raised up his head and screamed, "Aw hit me hard, Jake! 
I'm gonna shoot!" 

Some a the men were chucklin' at thet, but they was all 
jackin' off at the sight. I felt the boy's sweat 
drippin on me, splashing on my own damp flesh hotly. I 
wailed in hot lust as he crammed inta me, humpin' every 
last inch up my squeezin', suckin' pussy. We both cried 
out at the same time, fuillin' the air with our wild 
voices. I felt him shoot hot, long streams of his 
white-hot boy cum inta me and I shuddered in the most 
insane orgasm I had felt, ever. 

Jake gave Dwayne a final, bone-jarrin' smack that sent 
Dwayne rammin' agin me and made me slide a bit on the 
floor. We rocked in ecstasy together for long minutes, 
writhin' around on the bare wood planks. Dwayne 
surprised me by fastening his soft lips ta mine and 
kissin' me deep. Our tongues tangled with each other as 
we gasped out the rest of our cum. 

Jake raised up and went sway back on his knees, jerkin' 
his load out over Dwayne's fire-red ass. Damn, the men 
were cheerin' we were moanin' and Jake was cussin' us 
both out good as he shot ropes of his thick jizz over 
us.Jake fell back on his ass and lay there pantin', his 
eyes closin' as he fought fer breath. Dwayne held still 
on me, goin' limp as he panted and got his breathin' ta 
slow. I went limp, too, sorta tired feelin', but warm, 
and happier then I ever been.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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