("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2012. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Boys will be boys by Art S Healing (address withheld) *** A young babysitter finally gets to live out her most perverted fantasies when she is hired to watch three young brothers for a while. Obviously those three boys don't mind exploring such perversity. Neither does their family dog. (Fmmm, ped, mast, oral, anal, gb, exh, beast, ws) *** Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Please do not take it to condone any dangerous, illegal or immoral activity. This story is filled with symbolisms and nothing more. Keep harmful fantasies in the abstract and do not try any of this at home. No children or animals were harmed in the making of this story. REAL! NOT REAL! See the difference? *** One month and six days. That's how much time I had to have some fun with this. I stood by the boys which I was going to be babysitting as they said their farewells to their parents. We all waved as their mom and dad drove off to the cruise ship port, the whole time I glowed with that responsible aura I have practiced and mastered so well. They were going on a lengthy business-vacation overseas and I had a long list of recommendations, and so after several deductive interviews with several other well qualified nannies and sitters, I was chosen. They were sure that they could trust me. Sure that I could handle their three little boys. Feed their dog- no prob. Cook and clean... yep. Stay for over a month, okay. No boyfriends- sure, I don't have one right now anyway. I answered those questions honestly. But if they could see what was really going on in my mind during the interviews they would have surly picked someone else. Suck your little boys cocks- absolutely; I have lots of experience there. Spread my legs while getting gangbanged by your kids- okay, I can do that. Fuck your dog while they all watch- I won't have any problems there either. I got so wet when they asked me if I had a problem with corporal punishment. "You two are the bosses," I told them, trying not to show my enthusiasm. They told me to spank their bare butts if they got into any major trouble, especially if they let Max, the dog inside, which the mother hated and apparently the boys did whenever they thought they could get away with it. I was definitely going to tuck that one away for later use. Anyway, after their mom and dad left and the three brothers and I got reacquainted (we met a couple of times at my preliminary interviews) and comfy being alone with each other, and after a discrete yet very thorough search to rule out any nanny cams (I was good at finding those) it was time for my plan to be put into action. I was 22 years old then, pushing 23 and had been pulling pedo stuff (boys and girls) on and off since I was 12. I used to be into older boys back when I first started feeling puberty begin at about 11, but it seemed the older that I got, the younger stuff I craved. That's when I decided to make babysitting my career. At this point in my profession I was getting bored with just sucking young cocks and cunnies on babies and toddlers who probably would retain no memories of it. I had done everything that I could safely get away with. I started by letting babies nurse on my tits as I fingered myself and gradually climbed my way to sucking their little assholes and drinking their pee- pee. Now I wanted something passed baby and toddler stages. I wanted to get a real gangbang on with some kids; something really nasty and kinky. Three brothers aged 8, 10 and freshly 12, all of which had not yet been overtaken by puberty- all mine. When my opportunity arrived, how could I say no? Why would I say no? The first thing I did was to tell the three brothers how I had babysat lots of other boys and how some of them acted. I talked about the "boring" ones who just wanted to color pictures and play board games. I was careful to use an unenthused voice and added a jaded sigh, obviously showing how I didn't like that. Then I told them about the "wild" ones. Trying not to look over enthused but still excited, I smiled as if I was reliving my fondest recollections as I spoke. I said how they would have gotten in big trouble if anyone found out what they did to me, so I would never told on them. I played the victim, even though nothing could be further from the truth. I planted some seeds in my new fans young minds by means of desires, bogus memories and exaggerations mostly. I told them of specific boys- three of them I claimed so it would make it more relatable. Those three boys never existed. "Those silly boys would always wait for me to go pee and bust in on me. All three of them would tickle me all at once," I told them. "They'd even tickle me here and here." I motioned to my firm B cup sized tits and shaven pussy, rubbing them over my clothes briefly as I spoke. "Sometimes they would steal my shorts and panties while they tickled me in the bathroom and run off with them. I'd have to chase them down with nothing covering me here," again rubbing my tits and moistening pussy through my clothes, but this time I rubbed for longer. I was sure my wet spot would soon be noticeable; I was so horny that my thin, slender body was secretly quivering. "I'd have to search the whole house like that until I found where they hid them," I continued. "They knew I wouldn't tell on them and get them in big trouble because it was so embarrassing for me. Especially when I was bending over to look under things and they'd stick their fingers in naughty places and wiggle them around." Fuck, you should have seen those little engrossed faces as I spoke. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. It was worth a million bucks and I felt a dizzy sensation fluster me. At a glance I could already see their little boners poking their pants out like tiny tents. I was actually telling them about a reoccurring fantasy I've had since I first started babysitting but never had enough time to do it safely. I couldn't take a shower while I was babysitting for only a few hours because the excuse would probably not fly. Why would I take a shower? But this was different. I could make it THEIR naughty misdeeds, so they'd never tell in fear of getting in trouble. This was my first time watching kids for such an extended time. It was going to last for nearly two months, so of course I had to shower and it wasn't my fault if these three brothers somehow got some naughty ideas in their heads, right? The boys went from smirks to tight lipped periodic giggling as I went on. "You should have seen what happened every time I would take a shower. I kept forgetting to lock the door because I never do it at home, or maybe they could pick the lock- I don't know. But they'd just come in while I showered and took all of the clothes I had in there- and all of the towels too. I had to use a hand rag to cover myself," I giggled and tried to forge a blush, "it was so embarrassing." I could tell by their young faces sneering back and forth at each other as I spoke, that it in a short time I was going to be their whore. God, I felt like my cunt was going to explode with excitement. I told them about how those fictions boys much later "admitted" to me that they would do whatever they wanted to me as I slept, and since I'm such a deep sleeper, I never woke up. I also said they admitted to spying on me, but somehow I never actually caught them in the act because they were so quiet. I had to say they admitted it to me because I could think of no other way that I would ever find out about it. I suppose I could have said that I found a video tape of them as they recorded the things they did to me, but I didn't want to plant that seed and then have to worry about that kind of evidence floating around. Anyway, I went on and on as these attentive boys listened in a way that most school teachers would envy. That was phase one of my plan. Phase two involved me sneaking a porno into the DVD player when no one was looking and me walking in on them (eventually) only to be shocked and pretend it was a channel that was supposed to be blocked. I wouldn't do that until after they watched hardcore fucking and sucking, of course. I even brought the video involving pissing games. I only brought one video because I wanted them to get the idea but not get so engrossed in the video that they neglected me. I wanted them super curious, not satisfied. It would however, set the pace. Then we officially left the starting gate with me taking my first shower. After all, it was a long ride out in the country and I felt dirty; really dirty. So I told them to behave and enjoyed them smirking afterwards. It was a good sign. However, I was saddened to see the shower curtain wasn't transparent plastic so I decided to leave it part the way opened. It was just enough to give them some good flashes, but not enough to make them nervous about me catching them in the act of spying. After making sure I forgot to lock the door, I stripped and folded my clothes in a neat little pile and began my hot shower. It didn't take long for the boys to slowly test the knob and crack the door. I peripherally watched them as three little heads peered in at me through the partially opened door, one over top the other. As I poured shampoo in my hair, leaned my head back to scrub down my hair, I squinted as much as I could while still being able to see them. I wanted them to think my eyes were closed and I figured this would make good cover. If I couldn't see what they were up to, it would encourage them to be bolder- besides, it really got me off. Over the hard spraying sounds of the shower I could hear muffled whispers and giggles. Especially when I rearranged myself so they'd get a good ass shot of me. It was not yet time to let them see my pussy. I wanted some build up here. All of the curiosity would sanction their bravery. I knew this because I had some experience in that department from previous babysitting jobs. So I let them see my sudsy firm tits with a twisting of my torso, but still hid my cunt from them. They watched for a long time, but eventually the water started getting cooler so I finished rinsing my hair and slowly reached over to turn off the shower but left the tubs faucet running hard for some gratuitous cover noise. They picked up on the warning and as they scrambled to leave, I saw and heard the oldest boy murmur, "Grab her clothes- and the towels." When I finally shut the water off, I got out and looked around. My clothes and towels were missing but after opening the bathroom closet, I saw many other folded towels. I could have just pretended not to have noticed, but I wanted them to have to work for this. I took the smallest one I could find and wrapped it around me. They were going to have to be smart and earn my nudity, one way or another. If time was short I may have gone for broke, but I had over a month to play and I was going to take my time and go for all it was worth. I wrapped on of the folded towel around me, pulling it extra high and raised it unnecessarily far above my tits. That way it was barely covering my cunt. I walked out of the shower with a lighthearted smirk and there they were, snickering on the couch like three little monkeys. I saw the look of disappointment when they saw me wrapped up instead of being naked and I almost laughed at their frustration. I stopped unusually close to them and put my hands on my hips with my feet about two feet apart. "Okay boys, very funny," I grinned. "You're so naughty. Where are my clothes at?" They stared at my still moist upper thighs and gave me some shrugs and various kid-like "I dunno" type responses. Their playfully mischievous little faces enhanced my enjoyment. "Oh," I said, "I suppose you want to play hot butter bean stalk? Okay, fine. If that's what I have to do then that's what I have to do." I walked over to the TV which was against the far wall. "Am I getting warm?" I looked behind the TV, bending and stretching over it. I could feel the cool air of the living room gliding over my ass and my pussy as I extended my stretch to include my tippy toes. I knew I was nearly showing it all to them, but not quite. They laughed, one of them saying "Noooo." "Now you boys could get into a lot of big trouble if I told your parents on you. You're lucky I'm not going to." I wanted them to think they were the ones who could get busted for this and not me. It would help keep their mouths shut. I paraded over to the coffee table, much closer to where they sat on the couch. Through their shorts, I could see their erections giving away their true state of mind; at least the 10 and 12 year old. The 9 year old was slouched over, probably to hide his. Let me tell you, if you think boys that age don't get little boners you are wrong. Even babies get boners. "Did you hide them under here, I wonder?" I queried in an elevated voice, already knowing the answer since I could have seen them on that angle when I first walked in. I got down on my hands and knees and dropped my front half as far as I could so gravity would coax up the rear of the towel. The angle I set my ass to was as such so they could not see it what I was offering. Teasing is an important part of sexual seduction. Almost all at once the boys leapt from the couch to get in behind me for a better view, pushing and climbing over each other and being none to quiet about it, making me feel so desired. Oh, yeah, the game was afoot alright. I allowed them only a glance at my cleanly shaven cunt before I got back up. I looked at the couch, pretending that I expected them to still be there. "I don't... hey? Where'd you go...?" I spun around. "Oh my goodness," I said, thrusting my hands over my heart melodramatically. "How did you get there?" They laughed. "Saaay... I bet I know," I said wiggling my finger towards the ceiling in declaration. "I bet they're under your beds, right?" I marched into their room like I had a purpose. Their dad had told me that originally they had two bedrooms between them, but their parents finally allowed them to all sleep and play in one large room since it was the only thing that kept them from bouncing around in the middle of the night." Separating them only makes them worse," he informed me. There I saw the same three beds which I had noted when I was taking the original tour of the house. I dropped down on my back and slid under one of the beds like an auto mechanic, rolling the top part of my towel partially down of in the process. Opsy. Even though my titties were now exposed underneath the bed I ignored it for now. I simply propped my feet up flat on the floor a couple of feet apart and my knees were open as wide as they could go. Fuck I was wet. "I can't reach all the way back here," I claimed. I pretended to probe around more but actually lifted my feet off the floor, raising them up and keeping them very spaciously spread out. I knew they could see my cunt very clearly and I was hoping for some finger play on their part. Surreptitiously peeking passed the slutty position through my wide open thighs, I saw all three of them piled up, gawking at my pussy at mere inches away. Once I was sure they weren't going to give me the finger play I wanted, I briefly looked around to make sure I hadn't really stumbled upon my clothes by luck before saying, "Nope, not under here." Then I slid out, which of course pulled my towel the other way, up to my midriff. About ten seconds after I was completely scooted out, my legs still spread and my firm tits in full view and I pretended to only then notice my towel situation. "Oh my!" I said using a bogus innocence that any goody-goody 1950's housewife would have claimed. I tried to fake a blush and readjust my towel, taking my time as their eyes soaked up my naked body in its entirety. I even took it completely off just to readjust it a couple of times. "Goodness me! Why didn't you boys tell me my towel fell open?" They just giggled. I finally stood as I finished fixing my towel. As soon as it was back on, the ten year old boldly lifted up the bottom of the towel so they could all see my pussy again. I was in heaven. It's just like anything else in life. You have to be ready to seize unexpected opportunities. I threw my hands on my hips, doing nothing to curb what they were doing. Taking a moment to wag my finger at them before returning my hand to my hip, I play-scolded at them, "Oh my, you are such naughty little boys. Just look at what you're doing." I shook my head and watched them as they giggled again. Then he lifted the towel all the way up so that my boobs were looking back at them too. I felt so exposed and sexy. They were completely under my feminine powers and they didn't even know it. They thought they had all of the control and I was a pushover. All I said was, "Oh your bad boys. What am I going to do with you three?" Then the youngest one reached up and grabbed a handful of perky tit. "Oh my..." I said, "Now you stop that this instant," I made sure to use a nonthreatening voice and wore my best smile. "Shame on you," I tisked, but kept my hands on my hips. I guess not physically trying to stop him fed his fire and he used both hands, squeezing his approval at my good nature. Then the others joined in and started groping my goose bump covered body. I let them fondle me as I continued to tell them they had better stop and how naughty they were. My tits, ass and even pussy were their playground for a time and I finally decided to keep the momentum rolling. "I swear," I said, "the next thing you know, you're going to try and steal the towel I'm wearing right now and run off with it and hide it too. Then I'll have to go 'round naked until I find it again." I set the stage and now was now fully writing the script. After I said that, naturally little hands flung out and snatched at my towel, pulling it chaotically in all directions. It was very clumsy and I kept my hands right where they were, still on my hips in that forged body language poise of authority for the few seconds it took for them to accomplish their mission. I even had time to say, "Hey... what do you think you're... stop that this instant... oh no, don't you dare... why you silly little..." Off they ran with my towel flapping behind them like a flag of victory, too fast to see my grin which followed their barmy, sloppy escape. I just stood there, my frisky voice the only thing I sent to chase after them. "Oh you bad, bad little boys," I shouted. As I stood alone in their bedroom enjoying the aftermath of their dirty deeds, it seemed to feed my cunt yet also made it hungry for more. I twiddled my clit for a moment, then after a gratuitous head start, I went after them naked and horny enough to hump a wall. This time I heard the washer or drier in the laundry room slam shut. I slowed my pace and detoured around into the kitchen, pretending I didn't know where they were. They entered the kitchen, giggling like excited little school girls. When I "saw" them come in a few seconds later, I exaggerated a startled jump and cover my breasts and horny pussy shyly. With more planted suggestions, I said, "No," laughingly, "No... you're planning on tickling me, aren't you... no, don't tickle me... no... I'm naked... I know that's what you're going to do... please don't..." Taking the bait, the three brothers were on me in a heartbeat, tickling their babysitter with the enthused vigor that only horny little boys could have mustered. Tiny hands were all over me again and they weren't going for my ribcage much. Instead they grabbed at my stiff tits, tight ass and especially at my begging pussy. I had to fake my laughter since it was pure arousal that I was actually feeling. A burning sensation sizzled through my body and I teetered on the brim of fainting. I fumbled out of the kitchen at such a sluggish speed that they would have no trouble keeping up with me. I was a flower and they were the buzzing bees. So at last we ended up back in the living room and I "tripped" and tumbled to the carpet, "No... no, I can't stop laughing... please... you've got to... you've got to stop tickling me..." Then I lifted my legs again the way I did when I was under the bed, knees up and my thighs fully spread. I looked like a frog on its back and I concentrated at covering just my tits and ribs and stomach at this point. This sent the boys' hands to virtually the only place that was not only uncovered, but wide open for attack. Six hands fiddled with my horny pussy and inner thighs in a tickle explosion and it took everything I had not to madly finger myself on the spot. God, I was so excited. My small clit bobbled around and my thin cunt lips were constantly being flipped and flopped in every direction by their random tickling finger play. Then even without cunt penetration I felt it come on. I tried to continue the fake laughter for as long as I could, but that eventually ran on vapors as a HUGE orgasm hit me. I did pretty well at not letting it show at first but after the long lasting detonation of delight in my twat finally struck and its pounding high shook my body in silent orgasmic waves, I eventually slowed to a still- frozen in place in my slutty position. It took everything I had not to scream out as it hit me as it clamored through my being like an earthquake. I actually got faint and saw stars out of the corners of my eyes as it seemed to go on forever. Afterwards I just lay there panting. They didn't know what happened, I'm sure, but when I stopped responding to that octopus tickle fest of theirs, they stopped long enough to apparently ponder why. "Okay... Okay..." I panted, "You got me... just don't let that dog in right now, 'cause I don't know... what I'd be able to do about it... and I definitely don't want you... don't want you to do that..." I wanted to get fucked by that gorgeous dog in front of them and I wanted it right now. They were silent and still and for a moment I'd wondered if I had gone too far. After all, what I had just said didn't really fit with the present situation and may have been too awkward, but I felt stoned after that powerful orgasm and wasn't thinking right. My cunt was now totally leading the way. I figured I better polish it up. "I mean... if you do let him in, then I'll just have to take off all your clothes and spank your cute little bottoms," and I slapped at those taut young asses playfully in a row. All three I popped also got a little dick squeeze when I finished. A brief boner pinch, you might say. I did my best to make it appear to be an accident and was careful to make it so that none of them saw me do it to the others. With a playful smile, I put the cherry on the cake by saying, "So you better not- don't you dare let Max inside or you'll get more of that." That did it. Again in sync, my little puppets scurried to the kitchen and slid open the curtain covered sliding glass door which led out to the fenced in back yard. I twiddled my soaking pussy in anticipation until I heard them call for him in a hushed tone and finally I caught the ticky-tappy sounds of the large German Sheppard's paws strumming on the kitchen tiles. As I said earlier, I had already met him on the tour and found him to be sexy as fuck. One of the first things I had noticed about him was that he had fortunately not been neutered. Now was a time I could treasure for the rest of my life and I knew it. I almost never have boyfriends. I had only fuck with little boys and girls and an occasional horny dad when the chance presented itself- and of course dogs. I always waited until the kids I was sitting were in bed out of fear of them saying something, but I had been fucked by eight or ten dogs in my life by then. This was going to be the first time I had done it with anyone watching, let alone three little boys. It was like a twirling dream which fuzzed my head. "Hey," I said in a raspy, thirsty voice as I still lying helplessly on the floor, "You didn't let Max in, did you? Max!" I shouted, "You're not in here are you? Max?" Upon hearing his name, he walked in with my grinning wicked little fans right behind. His beautiful young K9 body strolled into the living room and stopped just a few feet from me. His striking eyes just ogled at my musky cunt. With his sniffing of the air and his broad, sopping tongue panting in and out, I knew the boys were in for a show and I was in for one wild ride. Me still on my back with my legs spread, Max trotted straight to me and began lapping my pussy. "Uh... no..." I started pulling myself back using my elbows but kept my legs opened. "Oh no... uh... I... I can't stop him... no... what are you doing Max..." I continued to drag myself backwards in a clumsy quasi crabwalk. I never closed my legs, but talked as if I would do anything to get him to stop this nasty thing. "P...please..." I looked at the kids and saw how much they were enjoying this. "Stop him... No, boy," I said in a playful tone that would never shy him away. The three brothers' eyes were as round as quarters. Oh they were going to get a good spanking for this little prank, oh yes indeed. I guessed it was finally time for it to occur to me to cover my cunt. I cupped both of my hands over it but left plenty of finger-spread slack for Max to work with. "Oh no... you shouldn't be doing that, Max..." Feeling that coarse, slippery tongue darting around with progressive speed, trying so desperately to find any weakness in my hand-shield defense was only added to the ecstasy. For a moment I considered planting another suggestion by telling the brothers to "not" hold me down. I thought this would be good, but I figured it may interfere with what I was really wanting. His licks were more like sloppy wet slaps now as he slipped in here and there and I wanted nothing more than to have these boys watch me as I got fucked by their dog. Well, there was one more thing I wanted besides that, and as usual, I had a plan. "Oh you bad, bad, boys..." I accused. "Why... why is Max doing this to me..." I said dumbly. "I've got to... get away... must...get... away..." It sounded some corny superman line- like he was trying to get clear of some kryptonite. I rolled myself to my knees as Max attempted to mount me. Despite his intense weight, I managed to draw up to a shaky standing position, still being lapped madly by his wide and rough doggy tongue. I wanted to tease him a bit more to really get him horny and to get the boys the way I wanted them. Through their shorts, I could see their little boners popping as they watched. Maybe they would even jerk off for me as I got fucked by their family pet. With the German Sheppard now alternating back and forth between clumsily jumping up and wrapping his paws around my narrow hips as he pumped wildly and dropping down to lick my wet, sweaty pussy with lustful K9 desire, I managed to stagger over to the three brothers. Not surprisingly they fearlessly stood their ground. "Sh...shame on you... you naughty children..." I mumbled with a voice muffled by undeniable pleasure. "I'll teach you..." I then took hold of the youngest boy and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He just stood there, looking at me with a stupid sneer. His two inch pecker popped out, firm as a baby carrot. He eagerly cooperated by stepping out of his shorts once I had them down to his ankles. "Now your turn..." I grunted as I did the same to the middle aged boy. His little hard cock was bigger than his little brother's, as I expected, but not by much. Then with some more well distributed words of lighthearted scolding that couldn't possibly be taken seriously, I got the 12 year olds pants down and off too. Like his two brothers, his hairless cock was fully erect, but it had only the slightest hint of an upward bend, probably reflecting the early dawn of puberty. It must have been about four inches and I wanted to suck it so badly. I was so use to baby and toddler cocks that this one was unique to me. I was extremely temping to say the least. With Max still trying to have his way with me and showing definite signs of frustration, I latched onto the 12 year olds cock. "Now..." I let a moan slip out as I felt the dog make another sloppy attempt to pin me down, this time with his gigantic glistening red cock slapping alarming close to my fuckhole, "I... I'm going to spank you boys' one at a time." I grasped their little pricks firmly one at a time as I said, "You... you... and you... all three of you." All three were greatly enjoying what I was doing judging by their grins. At this point Max had enough I suppose, because he grabbed me up high and with colossal earnest he knocked me over, forcing me to lose my grip on their tiny dicks in the process. I landed on my knees and fell-rolled over onto my back. It was a legitimate fall and I allowed my legs to drop open again, driving the poor animal further insane with maddening lust. He was so desperate for my whorish cunt that I decided to stop torturing him. Seeing those boys in nothing but tee shirts and grins, I realized I could not take it anymore than Max could now anyway. "I have to get... oh my god... I have to get uuup..." I claimed. I begged the three brothers to stop their dog a few times just for effect just before I rolled over and scooted up on my knees to fake my attempted escape. I knew what was going to happen, as his lapping had gradually become more and more savage that he would have fucked my leg if I held it out for him. I loved being his horny slut-bitch in heat and I was ready. When I had rolled over on my wobbly hands and knees, I was in essence presenting him with my ass, and he leapt on board, dug his claws in my sides and started humping furiously. It was more by dumb luck than skill, but after a few near misses, he slipped right into my drenched cunt-hole and instantly pounded with that anguishing fury I had ignited. If I didn't want to be fucked so badly by him right now, then I would have been getting raped because Max would stand for no more delays. I dropped all games for the next few minutes. "Oh Fuck! Oh God, he's fucking my cunt! Oh Christ it feels... oh fuck! It feels so fucking gooood..." Still on my hands and knees, I snapped my lips around the oldest ones cock and sucked him off with great expertise, moving my head back and forth. He groaned out in an almost girlish voice as I folded my tongue completely around that tiny thing. Then I alternated between the brothers, first sucking one little cock off, and then another. I should have been more careful about doing things that couldn't be explained away, like they boys being blamed for stealing my towel so it wasn't my fault, but I could no longer resist. I was in another world and just didn't care. He was fucking me at an inhuman speed and I realized I had never gotten a dog so horny before letting him fuck me before and it showed. This was more than a good doggy lay in front of some kids, this was an incredible voyage that curled me out of reality and spun me into a haze of indescribable self-gratification. In between sucking cocks, I said some very naughty things I could only hope they never repeated; very naughty. In fact I went totally over the edge and spoke as dirty as I possibly could, but as I said, at this point I just didn't really care. "Oh my fucking god..." I switched to a different cock and sucked on it for a few seconds, then said, "You boys turned me into a slut... a cocksucker..." then I'd go for another little cock, sucking it wildly for a short time, then say, "Mmm... and you made me a doggy whore... I'm Max's slutty bitch getting fuuuuucked..." I switched again with a smacking of my lips, "This big red dog cock is fucking my cunt... my wet fuckhole..." different cock "God damn I love to suck off your hard little pricks..." Then another, "I'm a god damned cocksucking fuck- slut..." the whole time I'm getting pounded furiously by Max. All those spongy, dazed male eyes either looking at me or staring dumbly off into some unfocused expanse made me feel like my feminine powers were at their very peak. Then I felt the familiar dog knob- the swelling bulge that male dogs have to lock them in with their bitch. I was that bitch. It was bouncing off of my pussy and I knew it was now or never. I dropped my front half down and did my best to push back into him, completing my depraved fuck. "Oh Fuuuuuuck!" I screamed out in pain/pleasure as Max slammed the huge bugle into me and his mind blowing pumps suddenly became much shorter yet more intense. I felt the warm fluid begin to fill my chalice like a fountain and I went straight back to intensely sucking the young brothers cocks for my inevitable grand finale. I stopped again and plopped my front half down just long enough to scream out, "Fucking fuckers..." into the floor. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. When I leaned up ready for more cock-sucking, I saw the 12 year old was starting to outright jerking off while the 10 year old was rolling his dick playfully around in his tiny fingers. I watched only for a curious moment and then I went straight for those sexy little boy tubes, blowing them off once again like a professional cocksucker. This is when my orgasm hit me. I usually felt them come on more gradually, but this was an uncontrollable double or triple orgasm that ripped through me so badly that I forgot where I was or what was happening. I was just in the moment. I blacked out the same as if I fell into some mental void. Better than any drug, the dizzy delight took me to a state I had never experienced before, and for just a moment I felt perfect bliss. When I finally returned back to reality, I had the oldest boy's cock still in my mouth like a pacifier and my nasally breath was shaky at best. I felt like a big fish on a little hook. Over the few next weeks, I played every fuck whore game I could think of with those three boys and that dog. I coaxed the brothers (with little difficulty) to finger me and even to fuck me the way they had seen Max do. I let them watch porno, but pretended one of the porn stations had somehow unscrambled as planned, so their skills increased several fold during our time together. I even had them all tongue-dueling my asshole while Max lapped my cunt and I played with my clit. What more could a girl like me want? Those naive little fuckers were putty in my hands. Maybe they wanted to be. Imagine how good it felt to me when I would prop my ass up and my front half down on my elbows, getting bred by a very vibrant Max while I had two little boys with their backs on the floor, sucking and lapping at my tits. Then another one of the boy's under me, tongue-loving my clit, all of this at the same time. They liked to switch places on me almost as much as I liked for them to do it. I would even guide Max's dog cock up my asshole sometimes, and believe me I let the boys know that he was fucking my ass. I really love dirty talk. Anal locking for a good 20 minutes left lots of time for dirty talk in between blowjobs, too. I let them know he was up my ass loud and clear. I experienced so much pleasure that much of it would be indescribable to even the most seasoned of writers. They did whatever I programmed them to do as well as stray off on their own ideas. It was beautiful. You can imagine my joy when their parents called and told us of a delay. I had an extra two weeks with them and we made the most out of it. The five of us, humans and otherwise, had many fuck-fests during that time and the boys said nothing to anyone about it. I still fantasize about them to this day- especially the bathroom games. I would spread my legs for them as I sat on the toilet and pee. They would touch the warm stream without prudery and finger my puss for me. I got them to all finger me at once, bringing me to orgasm. I loved that one. And I would hold their little cocks for them as they pissed all over me while I sat on the toilet. "Drink it," the littlest one spontaneously suggested. I did it without a second thought, taking it in straight from his little fleshy spigot. Little boy piss taste so pure, with an almost sweet tang to it. Then I'd lay them down in the bathtub and piss all over them. They drank it too. Late at night, they would sleep with me, and after they learned from the porno, they fucked me gangbang style. While their cocks weren't big enough to fill me, I loved it anyway, as did they. It was just so taboo. Often I would finger fuck myself as they licked me all over, or better yet, I'd have one of them working on my tits, sucking away, another on my clit, all the time a cute little boy cock was doing his damnedest to fuck me like in the porns they had witnessed. Then they'd switch around. I was always the center of attention, which is my favorite thing in the world. Whenever their parents had phoned during their working-vacation, the boys filled me with confidence that they would keep their traps shut by talking to their mom and dad as if nothing sexual was going on. Long before the boys talked to them on the phone, I had already suggested other things they should tell them about what we've been doing; coloring book, games and TV bullshit so "we" wouldn't get into trouble. I guess at that point it's more likely that they just didn't want such fun to end badly any more than I. After I was through with my job, I took the money and bounced out of town, moving far away and changing my name. The boys definitely weren't saying anything at the time, but I didn't want to take any chances on something slipping out (no pun intended). This was big time trouble to put it very mildly. Anyway, I never saw them again, but I still find myself wondering how they grew up. I wondered if I ruined sex for them, because it's doubtful they had gotten anything to measure up to our time together anytime soon thereafter. Did I fuck up their first piece of pussy besides me when they compared it to our two months of orgies? Did I make it dull for them whenever they tried to have normal sex? Maybe they talked future girlfriends and wives later on in life into doing some wicked things thanks to me. Maybe I gave them a permanent taste for the kinky. Thanks to me, their lives would never be boring sexually, I'll bet. I also bet that they miss me and think of me sometimes while they jerk off or get fucked so many years later, like I do with them. That's okay though, I have my own children and dogs to keep me company now. END I hope you enjoyed this story and it helped some part of you. Please check out my other stories on Kristen's Archive as well. Thank you dear reader, Art S Healing ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 73