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(M/f-teen, F/m- teen, inc, sn, can) *** Uncle John and Aunt Ethel lived in the country. It was about 50 miles to the nearest town. They lived on a nice farm which was about 60 or 70 acres, hardly anyone ever came to that part of the country. Uncle John and Aunt Ethel were getting up in years. Uncle John was about 70 and Aunt Ethel was about 65. Despite their advanced years they were in very good shape. Uncle John Stood about 6 feet 2, had a full head of grey hair, and was very well built. He really didn't look as age. Aunt Ethel did not look her age either. She kept her hair in a bun; her face barely had a wrinkle. She was quite the attractive woman. The land had been in John's family for more than a hundred years. It was a tradition that every four years we would meet at a family home for our special Thanksgiving dinner. This was the sixth time that I came for the Thanksgiving feast. We meet about two or three weeks before Thanksgiving and order that we may have the traditional hunt. This was the second time I was actually allowed to join in the hunt. We would pick a town or village that was at least 200 miles from the farm. Uncle John would usually scout the town, and its inhabitants, for at least 3 months prior. My family and I arrive to the farm on Halloween. My mother Mary, younger sister Sara, my brother Tim, and my dad Phil all were stuffed in our SUV. My mom's brother Robert and his three daughters were there when we arrived. Uncle John and Aunt Ethel met us at the door. We went in the house to have our regular planning session for the hunt. "Greetings everyone; I hope you all had a good trip in. I have done some scouting found two possible areas of opportunity for our hunt. We will divide into two teams. Robert and I will be on team one, Phil and Mike will be on Team 2. Remember we must always be in constant contact with our cell phones. We will call or text every 20 minutes. The team that sees the best opportunity for a good capture will call the other team in. At that point we will coordinate our efforts, make a clean capture and clean retreat. We will leave at 5 a.m. tomorrow." That was the end Uncle John's briefing. We had a light supper, and then off to bed. Since I have become a senior member of the family, I now rated a room by myself. I was in a light sleep, anticipating tomorrow's event, when the door slowly opened and my sister Sara came in. "Mike; are you awake?" "I am now, come on in." "Are you nervous about tomorrow?" "No not really. I was with him last year is it really is not hard. We just have to be careful." Sarah climbed on the bed. "So what are you doing in here this time of night?" "Mom said it was time." I looked at her questioningly. "You know," she said, "it's time for my first time, and I told her I wanted it to be with you." I sat up in bed. "It would be an honor, Sara." I pulled her to me and gave her and gave her a very deep kiss. Sarah had just turned 16, she had beautiful golden hair. She was five foot one I'm a hundred pounds soaking wet. I watched her grow up through her awkward years into this beautiful woman before me now. The thought I was going to fuck her was a very exciting. My cock began to twitch. I got out of bed I took my boxers off my 9-inch cock was already starting to become erect. Sarah pulled her nightgown over her head, and revealed her beautiful tits. Her nipples were hard the size of a pencil erasers. Her areolas were pink and beautiful. I laid her back on the bed and cupped her tits in my hands. I gave her another kiss then began to suck her tits. Her breathing became ragged; my cock was now fully erect. I looked into her eyes and asked if she was ready. She nodded yes. I pulled her panties down and saw the wisp a blonde hair covering her labia. I put my hand on her pussy my fingers spread her pussy lips. Her vaginal juices were flowing; she jumped as I touched her clitoris. I spread her legs positioned myself between them. I moved my cock up and down her virgin slit. I found my target and slowly entered her. I pushed and until I felt the resistance of her hymen. Looking into her eyes I made one more gentle push and broker maidenhead. She was now a woman. I woke up early Sara was still sleeping in my bed. She was still naked and I could see the dried cum where it had dripped down her leg. She was smiling in her sleep so I left her there resting peacefully. I dressed and went to the kitchen. Uncle John was there and the coffee was made. "Good morning Mike," Uncle John said with a smile. "Are you ready for the day's activities?" "Yes I'm very excited." "Good, just remember to take your time and be careful. Robert and Phil are out getting the van ready. Bring your coffee with you when will get on the road." As we left the Sun was just peeking over the hills. After a two hour drive we arrived at our destination. It was a small town very quiet; it seemed the ideal place. John had done his research well. We broke into our teams and started the hunt. Uncle John had given us a picture of our potential prey. She was a 19 year old red haired female; her body type was perfect for our purposes. My dad and I were given a location where she was usually seen. Uncle John had worked out her schedule to the minute. At this time of day she was usually seen coming out of a local restaurant. My dad and I waited only 10 minutes hey there she was walking out of the restaurant. "Wow dad she looks perfect." "Yes she does son. The perfect size and shape, look at those tits, don't they look scrumptious." "Yeah dad, she shouldn't need any fattening up. Uncle John sure can pick em." We followed her for the rest of the day and she was following the same routine that Uncle John had noted. I managed to get close enough to hear a conversation she was having with a friend. She said she was going jogging in the park at 6 p.m. This was perfect. I called Uncle John and told him we had the perfect opportunity for a capture. We got ourselves set up at the park. As usual Uncle John was in charge of the tranquilizer gun. We set up along the jogging trail in a position where there was a curve and had apple concealment. We were lucky not many people were jogging. Robert was down the trail spotting for us. He saw her coming and notified Uncle John. She came around the corner; Uncle John made careful aim and pulled the trigger. She froze in her steps; staggered a bit and fell into the grass. My dad and I quickly scooped her up and carried her to the van. The drug from the tranquilizer gun would keep her out long enough for us to get home. Uncle John was in the back of the van on the way home. He felt her tits and big ass and said she will do fine. We got her back to the farm Uncle John had a cage prepared and we put her in it. In the cage was a cot a small wash basin, and a bucket. We stripped her and laid her on the cot. Everyone came out to see our prize catch. "Mama look at that. I think Uncle John did a good job picking this one out." "He sure did baby. We just gotta make sure we keep her fat until Thanksgiving. She's a prize winner that one. The last one we had was kind of scrawny, took a lot of fattening up." Aunt Ethel said, "I just hope there are not too many leftovers this time. Look she's waking up try not to scare her too much." The girl gave a small moan, her eyes fluttered, and she looked around in a daze. "Oh my god, where are my clothes. Who are you people where am I?" She made a vain attempt to cover herself with her arms. "Don't you worry little girl," Ethel said, "everything's gonna be just fine. Tim you go get her something to eat." "Just let me go" pleaded the girl. "Now why would we do that, you're just perfect," said Uncle John. She stared at Uncle John, still trying to cover herself. "Perfect for what?" Tim came with a bowl of oatmeal and pushed it through a gap in the cage big enough for food trays. She took it and tears began to flow in her eyes. Tim stood and stared at her. "You got nice tits," he said. She dropped the bowl and tried to cover herself. Uncle John slapped Tim on the back of the head. "Boy, look what you made her do. Now she is gonna have to clean that up." "Why am I here?" There was panic in her voice. "Please give me my cloths. I won't tell anyone about this, just let me go home. My family will be worried." "We know you don't have any family. Or at least any that are close enough to worry about you. You are safe with us. I know it's cold; we will give you a blanket. We just wanted to see our prize." Uncle John motioned for one of us to get the blanket. "Prize?" She looked puzzled. "What do you mean, prize." "Never mind about that; here is your blanket. We will be back to check on you." We went back into the house and all gather in the den to celebrate our success. Aunt Ethel was the first to take her clothes off. "OK, everyone find a partner." She said as she pinched her nipples. Her tits were a little saggy, but a nice 35C. Her pussy had a full bush. My cock was instantly erect. I pulled my cloths of quickly and moved over to my Aunt Ethel and got a mouth full of nipple. She immediately started stroking my erect cock. I put my finger in her pussy and felt her soaking wet. "Mike, I have missed this cock." She cooed at me. I looked over and saw Tim eating Mom's pussy. She was holding his head and bucking at each lick. Dad had Sara and was taking her anal virginity. Uncle John had one of Roberts's twin daughters Angela sucking his cock while her sister Jennifer was servicing her dad. It was one big fuck fest. "FUCK ME TIM!" My mom cried out. Tim got between moms legs and shoved his 7-inch cock into her pussy. "YESSS!" mom cried out. Pussy juice was running down Sara's leg as dad fucked her in the ass. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lower lip. Her tits were swaying as dad fucked her. I bent Aunt Ethel over and started fucking her doggy style. She bucked and met me with every stroke. Mom started screaming that she was cumming as I saw Tim push in deep and deposit his seed in his mother. Dad was on his back on the floor by this time and Sara was impaled on his cock. She was moving up and down on him, her tits bouncing and soon she was cumming. I could tell dad was shooting spurts into my sister's fertile womb. I shot my load into Aunt Ethel. Uncle John was shooting his load down Angela's throat and Robert was cumming on his daughter's face. These fests went on every night until the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Our "guest" stayed in her cage and we fed her well until then. Uncle John woke up the morning before Thanksgiving and was sharpening his butcher knife I walked over to him. "Is it sharp enough?" "Yes, I believe so. We need to get the butcher table ready." The butcher table was one that would tilt to a 30 degree angle, and was made of several pieces of butcher block glued together. It had been in the family for about 50 years and we used it every time we gathered. We took hot water and washed the table with scrub brushes to make sure is was sanitized. I made sure the leather straps were in good shape on either end of the table. "OK, I think we are good." I told Uncle John. "Gather everyone and we will get started." We all gathered around the table. Each of the women had buckets and seasonings. Aunt Ethel had a very large pan of stuffing ready on the side and a big sewing needle and string. Everything was set. Dad and Robert brought the girl in. Her hands were bound behind her and she was blindfolded. She was completely naked. "Where are we?" she whimpered. "No need to worry, sweetheart. Everything will be fine." Mom said as she stroked her hair. The girl had perfect 36C tits and a nice bush of red hair on her pussy. Dad and Robert sat her on the table. It felt cold to her butt and she flinched. "What is this?" She asked. "Just a table, not to worry." Dad said. "Now lay down." Dad, Robert and I strapped down her arms and legs. Once she was secured we removed the blindfold. She blinked and looked around at everyone. She saw Uncle John's big knife and screamed. "NOOOO!!!" Uncle John laid down the knife and climbed on the table and unleashed his 9 inch cock. He pushed in her pussy and fucked vigorously until he came in her. Each of the men had their turn cumming in her pussy. "Please stop. Please don't hurt me." She cried. "We have all now anointed you with our seed. You will be pleased to know that you will be our main course at our Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow." Uncle John made the same pronouncement to each of our Thanksgiving main course. She looked with horror at us. "OH GOD NO!!! PLEASE NOOOO!" Uncle John turned the crank and the part of the table with her head on it slowly lowered. She was in an inverted position. Aunt Ethel put a pan under the head and smiled at the girl. Uncle John walked over to the girl and with a quick slice cut the artery in her neck. Blood spurted into the pan. The girl's eyes were wide and her chest was moving fast as she took in her last breaths. Soon her eyes were fixed and the blood flow slowed. Her chest stopped heaving and she was dead. Mom and Aunt Ethel shaved her head and pussy of all the hair. Uncle John cut her stomach open and removed her intestines putting them in a bucket. He removed her heart and liver and put them in a roasting pan. Aunt Ethel started stuffing her with her dressing and sewed up the cavity. We rubbed her with our seasoning mix and put her into a very large roasting pan. My grandfather had it made years ago so we could keep the limbs straight during roasting. We had a large outdoor oven that was ready to fire at first light. The girl's body was put in our large walking refrigerator for overnight to marinate in the seasonings. Finally Thanksgiving dinner had come. Dad and Robert brought in our main course on a large cutting board made for the occasion. She was roasted to a golden brown. Tim shouted out. "I want a tit." And we all dug in.. We ate for several days on her until finally the last piece was her pussy lips, Uncle John had that honor. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, 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 79