Date: Wed, 14 Feb 2018 00:30:49 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: The Pervert's sons chaptter 8 THE PERVERT'S SON By Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin DISCLAIMER: This story is about a man who will have sex with just about anything that moves and corrupts his two willing young sons. If it has literary merit, then I am glad. If not, maybe it got you hard. It is fiction even though it is told in the first person. Complaints, compliments and comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I have and you should too. There should be a place on the web for this kind of story and Nifty is it. EIGHT Life at Home Joe is pussy whipped and I think it is stupid. He doesn't even have pubes and he is pussy whipped. Him and Amanda share a room and he wants to stick his little prick in her honey pot and she thinks that means she gets to boss him around. He does what she says or no pussy. The thing is that the little bitch is going to be a little slut and she wants it as bad or more than him but she understands her power and uses it. In a sense, that is a bad sign for me because I sure as shit like fucking her and she definitely has power over me. She can rat me out to Social Services and the shit will rain down upon me. I am outside by the pool, naked, sunglasses on, baked to hell with high grade chronic, getting sleepy. Joe comes out and sits down on the chaise longue beside me. "Hey" he says. I reach down and get my pipe and hand it in his direction, without even looking "Want some?" "Can I really?" "Sure" I answer. What difference does it make? So what if he starts getting high in the 6th grade? This kid is destined to be the kind of kid that gets high and, let's face it, if I have to live with them they might as well be the kind that party. He hacks and coughs and I think he might die as the acrid smoke hits him. "That's good' he says and I laugh. He doesn't know shit. He stands up. "I got something to show you" he says as he pulls down his swim trunks. I look at him. Then I see it. A solitary black hair on either side of his dick. "Well, fuck, Joe. Goaddman. Pubes. You're going to be a man soon." He beams. He is proud. I sit up. "So here's the fucking deal. This shit with Amanda is bullshit. If you want to end up a one pussy kind of man, all married and shit, hoping you get a piece once a month or once a week, you keep doing what you are doing. If you are fucking right, she's getting as much as you are, okay. So don't let a bitch make you think she is doing you some goddamn favor by letting you fuck them. Besides, kid, what you want are the sluts. The ones that like to fuck. And those, they like the bad boys. The dangerous kinds of guys, the ones that will treat them a little shitty, not real shitty but a little and then will fuck the daylights out of them. That's what you want. Fuck, what we need to do is get you fucking laid, non-Amanda fucking laid" I figure that means Andrea my redhaired whore. She fucks her own brother. For some money, she'll spread them for the nearly hairless. And when I approached her about it, she had no fucking problem at all earning some money getting pipe that can't even blow yet (although that ain't far off). When the deed comes to be done, I don't know where the fuck Teri is, off getting high or banged probably, and Adam is fucking around with the love of his life, Jed. I send her in to Joe's, figuring they don't need me. I want sweet young thing. On cue, Amanda comes home. "Where's Joe?" "Getting laid" I answer "With who?" she suspects her mother. "Some bitch. What does it matter?" She is pissed. Jealous. "We'll see" I grab her arm. "What the fuck does it matter? I think you need a man. Not a little boy" She wrenches her arm away but she doesn't go. She stares at me, glowering. "YOur tits are coming in nice. Nice ass too" I say. "I want to fuck you. And I mean fuck you hard. Til you cum" She doesn't say anything but she takes off her T shirt and stands there in her bra. They ain't big but they are definitely getting bigger. They are definitely tits now. I figure I could fuck her right there or in the bedroom and reckon the bedroom to be better. I throw her bodily on the bed and go for her tight skinny jeans, pullling them off her body. Once I get them off, I notice a pad in her panties. "YOu on the rag?" I ask. She nods. "This your first period?" "No" I figure she's lying or if not actually lying she hasn't had many. "Well, you're going to find out about red winging" I say, snatching them down. I dive into her pussy. Why the fuck not? It's a litle blood. It isn't lke sex is all the sanitary. I'm getting my tongue up in her snatch. You can taste the blood, all metallic but she is supersensitive and squirming. I nibble a bit on the clit and fairly nearly screams, backing away, as her brain all of a sudden gets all the pleasure in the world. so much it hurts. THen I fingerfuck her as I lick around. She puts her hand on my head to keep me down there. "Suck my dick" I tell her as I move up to force feed it in her mouth. I'm a man. Full sized. She gags. I take no pity. I shove it in. She's going to be a slut. Learn to suck. She's good about the teeth but her technique is not what a queer would do. I hold her head and force her down to the root. She comes off coughing and gagging but when she goes back to it I ram it down and this time she takes it better. So I face fuck her. I reach down and get my hand onto her fleshy mound and masturbate her as she sucks me. "All right. I'm going to fuck you now" I say I jackknife her legs, splayed apart as she lays there supine, legs in the air. I grab my torpedo and slide it in, one smooth motion. All the way in. She stifles a moan. She is still tight, tight, tight. That pussy is not yet stretched out and Joe's cock right now ain't big enough to do it. She'll be like Teri soon, which is not bad. Not tight but that's okay. She's the type woman that knows what she wants and will go after it. Her legs rest up on my shoulders and I support myself with one arm and squeeze her tits hard with the other hand. Nice and firm but soft and pliant. Nice. Then I put my hand around her throat. I am banging the shit out of her. She's a woman now. She needs a man to fuck her. We'll get her on the pill soon enough but I am going to fill this hot box with my cream. So, i just pound it, skin against skin. She is whimpering and screaming like women do, at least porn women, with each savage stroke. I'll just fuck her this way, a hand on her tit, one around her throat and my hard dick slamming into her as she squirms. "YOu like this, bitch? You like getting fucked by a man?" "Uhh, uhh, uhh, fuck me. Fuck me" she whimpers Yeah, she does. And she is going to get it. My dick is stained with menses and I know that she is sensitive down there but that just spurs me on. Give it to her. I pound on her. I love fucking. Goddamn, I love fucking. Her tight twat is spasming around my dick as i do her. It's close but I just fuck her harder. I'm not holding back. I slap her down with my cock in her hot box and I feel it coming. I screw my face and just keep going. Goddamn to fucking hell. I feels amazing. Not much longer, just a second more. "AHHH FuCK" I yell. A wave comes over me and I shudder as I orgasm, spraying her insides with my jizz, creaming her but good. When I go into Joe's room, he is on top of Andrea, rocking back and forth. I figure he probably has orgasmed once, a dry orgasm, and has gone back for more. I like looking at his firm little ass and he pumps that pussy. "Good?" I ask. He smiles broadly. "Yeah" "That's your tool, kid. Use it. Find 'em, feed 'em, feel 'em, fuck 'em, forget 'em" You wait until that kid is old enough to shoot. He'll be sticking it in any bit of pussy he can.