Chapter Three
"Clean-up on aisle 7!" I announced, entering the middle school girls' cabin with a flourish where my girlfriend's brother had just been surreptitiously shagging the most angelic 12-year-old boy.
As I'm currently relating this erotic epic to my lady-love, Becca, we're stealing away from the campground to go buy contraband junk food from a nearby market. Becca has grown very quiet, walking slowly with an enigmatic smirk, wondering what salaciousness has befallen her pixieish partner now that I have fully entered the scene.
"Hi, Breezy..." Becca's brother's blissed-out smile turned to me and his utter lack of self-consciousness or even surprise at my presence was so charming.
Eyeballing the buffet of procreative pearls all over him, I prostrated myself beside the dishy teen and appreciated --
Becca stops in her tracks, doubling over with laughter.
"What the fuck?"
"You said..." She simply cannot compose herself. "You said...I prostated myself..."
"ProSTRATE...with an R!"
"I know, I know..." Becca is crying through her chuckles now. "But it's just so close...I'm sorry...you know how your dirty puns tickle me so..."
I slip my arm around her waist. "Is my story making you nervous?"
"No, no...it's exciting, so maybe a little. But mostly your oration is like being wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket -- so passionate and comforting."
At the risk of reinfecting Becca with the giggles, I quip, "Yes, I know full-well how you feel about my oratory expertise."
This does inspire a series of tee-hees but stops short of a full-on attack. Feeling her belly laughs against my body instills more confidence in me about my evolving sexual repertoire.
"So, anyway...I hunkered down beside your brother..." Becca chortles at my revision as I continue...
...and I said, appreciatively, "Mmm...you smell like boys."
The heat rising from his body filled my nostrils with the unprecedented aroma of ejaculate mingled with the familiar scent of his skin. With my head playfully poised above your brother's solar plexus, I built suspenseful eye contact before dragging my tongue agonizingly slow through the streams of semen.
"Um...wow..." was Carson's very articulate reaction.
My first taste of cum was fresh and clean -- nowhere near as salty as everyone says it is. I hoped this sample had come from your brother 'cause I needed to get me more of that straight from the source. The next flavor was sweet and I imagined that one was from Jess since he's a total doll through and through.
After gathering up a good mouthful, I flashed a guiltless grimace at your brother before swallowing the entire load, looking and feeling like the cat that ate the canary.
"So...this is new..."
"So is you taking it up the ass, tiger," I said with a wink.
"Yeah..." Carson looked away with a blushing smile. "I never expected to fall for a boy...or you..."
"Hey, I'm just here because you needed maid service. Can't have you heading back out there looking a mess, now can we? You'd do the same for me."
"I'd probably just bring you a towel."
"Where's the fun in that?"
I tongue-bathed two more giant gulps of goo from his trim torso, allowing it to slide down my throat and feeling its energizing glow. I left one choice bead on his right nipple for last, giving me the excuse to go to town on the sensual pink bud. Pouncing like a puma, my lips and tongue ravaged him mercilessly. Since nipple play is well within my comfort zone, I treated him to all the tricks in my playbook; delicate orbiting with the tip of my tongue, ceaseless suction, alternating sharp with subtle nibbling, wild and aimless tongue lashing...
I concluded by holding him between my lips for a long while before pulling back and watching his elastic nub snap back into place. Resting my chin on his chest, I grinned at Carson as he caught his breath.
"Whew! Thanks, Breezy, I think I'm all cleaned up now...we need to get to class..."
"Pretty sure I missed a spot. It's my job to clean up all the cum and I take pride in my work, now -- OOH!" Something sultry and slick twitched against my leg. "Someone's happy to see me...hello there!"
I slid down your brother's body to chat with his perky penis.
"You're a feisty one, aren't you? Are you always this big and firm?"
"Only around you..." Carson answered for him. "...and Jess."
"Aww! You must like little kids...do you like little kids?"
"Omigod, Mae!" Your brother turned cherry red.
The chipper cock twitched again and I said, "You do like little kids! Well, that's okay...we like you too."
I enjoy teasing your brother so much.
"Now tell me...do you know where the rest of the cum is? You do?" I put my ear to the erection and gasped, "It's WHERE?? That's so naughty! We can't have that now can we? All that cum belongs to me..."
And in one decisive move, I flipped Carson's legs to the sky, plunged my face right in and started slurping seed out of your brother's sphincter.
"Omigod, MAE! You're FILTHY!!"
I came up for air briefly, giggling, "Where have you been?"
I took advantage of the pause to appreciate his pretty pink pucker prior to proceeding with my semen snacking. Pushing my tongue inside, his merry moans and shudders were giving me life as my heart swelled with the joy of taking him to new places of pleasure.
"How...how are you so good at this?"
I resurfaced to remark, "Well, it's true this is my first rodeo as far as boy butt is concerned, but I am an esteemed anal girl. Lucky for you, as ass is an ass."
Except when it's not, I thought, remembering my sex ed anatomy class.
Scheming a way to reach my girlfriend's new favorite word, I proclaimed, "And now to get me some of that creamy center!" in advance of jamming my whole hand into Carson's compliant cavity.
Your brother was paralyzed in perplexity, gauging whether this was a welcome invasion, until he puffed, "Oh...Breezy..."
"Breathe, tiger..."
His brown eyes softened and the malleable blond boy relaxed into his new role of being fist-fucked by a schoolgirl. The copious cum that Jess left behind made the passage like a walk in the park for my penetrating paw as I pressed further past my wrist.
"You love this!" I lauded. "You're so tight but pliable...and those endearing little sounds you're making! Who knew Becca's hunky kid brother loves getting assfucked so much?"
"I...sure...didn't..." he heaved in between thrusts.
I slowed my roll for several seconds to satisfy my curiosity: "So how did your all-male love connection happen?"
"I thought a lot about what you said...how I should be with someone sweet. There's no one sweeter than Jess and that's when I realized I was falling for him."
I cuddled up to his crotch, lying my cheek next to his cock and peered lovingly into his eyes.
"So you do listen to me."
"Always."
"I can think of one person who's sweeter..."
Your brother caressed my scarlet strands and smiled tenderly.
I made haste once again, forging even farther into his fanny and really giving him the business. He could only endure a minute or so of this before scarcely whispering...
"Oh, Mae...Mae...MAE!"
My arm was hugged immovably and mere centimeters from my very eyes, a buttload of boy juice flowed festively from his quivering cock. This wasn't a long-distance shooting like before but a calmer, more graceful climax. The cum collected in a pool just below the navel and each new convulsion added to its quantity. I drank a small sip to confirm that his was indeed the pure, ambrosial taste I savored earlier.
"Oh, dear...I'm afraid I'm not a very good maid. Here's another mess I made that I need to mop up."
As I withdrew my arm, your brother emitted a long, deep groan. "Uhhhhhhhn...how far in me were you?"
I presented my glazed forearm and pointed to a spot just above my elbow.
Carson exhaled audibly and looked a little melancholy.
"Why so wistful?"
"I miss you in me already."
"That's my boy," I giggled.
I compared my forearm to his immortally hard penis, admiring their similar length and girth.
"Huh. I see what you mean. Must be fun getting fucked by something this size."
I scooped up the puddle of spooge in my left hand to smear it on the breathtaking boner and then hopped over to sneak it under my short sundress, all the while licking at my dripping right arm like it was a melting popcicle.
"Mae, where are your panties??"
"Safely tucked away in your girlfriend's mouth."
"Marina??"
"Mm-hm. She was so kind to help prepare my asshole for you."
"Omigod...so...if she's still my girlfriend...what are we?"
"Oh, pumpkin...you're my toy. This is your life now."
I bore down on his hard-on and invited its thick head into my tween rectum. I've taken in dildos this big before, but let's be honest -- there's no substitute for the feel of real flesh-on-flesh sponginess sheathing rigid erectile tissue sliding into your guts. And nothing could match that heat igniting my insides! His warmth overtook me as I was suspended in time and sensed each nanometer gradually dilating my orifice.
I finished licking my fisting arm clean of Jess' jizz and then got to work sucking the leftovers of Carson's cum from my other hand.
Making yummy sounds as I polished off the appetizer, I said, "Finger lickin' good!"
"Oh, Mae...you're stunning."
"Aww, shucks, mister..." I plucked my polka-dot mini-dress off my pale, freckled body and Carson's eyes lit up at my nakedness.
In conjuring up an innovative technique to get the full extent of his ramrod up inside, our entire reason for being here suddenly dawned on me. Turning out my toes and splaying my legs wide, I performed a brilliant grande plié, installing the whole length of my dance partner within me. I carried on fucking myself, ascending and descending, choreographing my arms dramatically.
Feeling like the Goddess of goddesses, I amazed even myself at taking my first honest-to-goodness deep dicking with so much aplomb. My moxie did not go unnoticed by your brother who gazed upon me with all the reverence I deserve.
"Ohhhh...ballerinas are the best!" he cheered.
"You're not so bad yourself. You sure know how to satisfy a girl's sweet tooth."
I reached back to bring his elegant feet up to my face where my tongue lay in wait to slather saliva all up and down his soles and toes.
"Oh, fuck yeah, they taste even better than I imagined! I love your feet so fucking much!!" I pigged out on piggies until your brother went berserk.
"Oh, Breezy! I never knew you were so -- "
"Freaky?"
"Everyone knows that," Carson sniggered. "I never knew you were so into me."
"Why are the pretty ones always so dumb?" I lamented. "How could you not see this was inevitable?"
"Well...you're a lesbian..."
"Eh...it comes and goes."
"...and you're ten..."
"Says the boy who just made love to a 12-year-old to the girl in a relationship with his 23-year-old sister."
"...and, as you just pointed out, you're Becca's girl."
"Becca is MY girl. I'm my own woman." I started shimmying my ass around the stiff shaft and inquired with a kittenish whisper, "Do I make you feel good?"
"I always feel good when you're around, but..." he began to sob. "...this is more than I ever dared hope for."
"Aww, honey-bun..." I scrunched my shoulders, romanced by his mushy divulgence. "...I've always wanted to make you this happy."
I peeked over behind me to perv on your brother's defenseless anus.
"Look at your lovely, lonely butthole. I'll bet you're longing for Jess' fresh, young penis to fill that void again, aren't you?"
"Yes..."
"Or better yet, my lithe limb all the way up to here?" I indicated a point just below my underarm.
"Oh, Mae...YES!"
"Here...I'm gonna try something..." I leaned back, putting my hands to the ground so I could rearrange my legs and plant my feet firmly on the floor. Then I walked my hands back with my fingertips aimed towards my tush, flattening my back until I was parallel to the earth. Pushing myself up into a full wheel yoga pose, or at least as much of one that wouldn't let loose my hard-earned hard-on, I pumped my ass up and down, scratching itches I didn't even know I had.
"Oh, Carson! Does this look as incredible as it feels?"
"I can see everything!!" his wonderstruck voice rang out. "You're so petite, where does it all go?"
"Where, indeed? Straight to heaven from the feel of it!"
A few moves later, I detected a hot detonation of fluid, so I held myself in mid-air with only the tip of Carson's pulsing penis inside me. I sensed every single sperm swimming within my sphincter, seemingly transfusing my whole body as if all my blood was being replaced by semen.
Blown away by this breakthrough in my sexuality, I cried out, "Oh, Carson, hold me! I'm coming!!!"
My caboose crashed back down around his cock as he sat up to swiftly sweep me up in his arms. Wrapped tightly in an untidy tangle of limbs, my dainty physique quaked against the buff boy. Nestled into his broad chest, I breathed in his soothing scent, my ass drinking in the balance of his battalion of babymakers marching to their doom.
Feeling loved by him like never before, I turned my face up to his for a sweet liplock. Finally savoring his soft mouth, it occurred to me that not in my wildest dreams would I ever have pictured our first kiss being subsequent to my butthole overflowing with cock and cum, but life's funny that way sometimes.
For fear of getting too carried away, I shoved your brother back to the floor.
"Enough of that, loverboy. Baby needs her candy."
I stand to release the endlessly engorged member, dribbling excess spunk on it in doing so. Pirouetting, then plopping down on Carson's chest, I came eye-to-eye with my new plaything.
"Did you have fun in there?" I asked the jaunty joystick. "You're welcome anytime..."
A solitary sphere of spooge wept from the ruddy head.
"Aww, don't cry! I love you too!"
Carson rubbed my bare-skinned sides, presumably in appreciation for my budding relationship with his penis.
"Oh, Mae...your vulva looks delicious. I wish I could taste it."
Ohhhh, that sounded glorious, but I couldn't give away the whole store in our first go-around.
"No pussy for you today, pumpkin. It's an anal day."
"Silly me. I forgot to check the calendar."
"You're new, you'll catch on."
The milky driblet still hadn't fallen so I placed a sedate smooch just on the very apex and supped on the morsel. My head went all giddy when a gentle stream followed and I couldn't rationally reason whether this was the aftershock of his previous orgasm or the precursor to the next.
The cushiony cutie between my lips felt like nothing I'd ever experienced before. I ceased sucking for a second to really size-up the sizable sweetie. It has such a graceful symmetry and I think its supple skin is chiefly why I feel so tenderhearted towards it. The myth of this mighty organ is undermined by its fragility and harmlessness. It truly takes a wildcat like me to wake up its full power.
"I'm gonna take good care of you," I assured the erection. "I've never done this bit either but we'll see each other through."
My heart thumped into Carson's body as I crammed the head of his cock into my mouth. This was genuinely the scariest and most exciting event of the whole day. Everything else we'd done was well within my wheelhouse: I'm an adept ass eater, a masterful fist-fucker, and a crackerjack kisser -- and even though I'd never experienced the real deal until now, I am aces with taking a multitude of objects up the butt.
This was a whole new ballgame. Inviting a huge, living thing down my throat that could smother or drown me wasn't high on my list of priorities, but somehow I'd convinced myself I could tame this gentle giant. Now facing the reality that a mere fraction was enough to fill my entire mouth, I was wigging out a little. Then, my panic was pacified when I tasted my own anal extract on him, my favorite flavor in the known universe. Once my spirit calmed and my jaw relaxed, I found room in my face to scarf down more wiener. The cum-coating I left behind helped it slide down easier and I proceeded with all the deliberate confidence of a python swallowing its prey...until the terrifying enormity hit the entrance to my esophagus.
"Oh, Mae, your heart!!" My ticker was pounding against your brother again. "Are you okay?"
His concern actually had a soporific effect on me, giving me the extra incentive I needed. Forging on, I gave the organ the green light to venture down my gullet. Past a certain point, my throat offered no more resistance, and by breathing deep through my nose this became more of a meditative practice than an exercise in sluttiness. I probably could have snarfed up the whole thing but a girl's gotta have something to aspire to.
I held my captive a couple minutes longer and then backtracked just as systematically as I had advanced. When only the head remained, I flittered my tongue at the spongy flesh. His penis plumped and rewarded my mouth with the warmest substance it's ever imbibed. I guzzled load after load, luxuriating in the supreme phenomenon of my little lesbian tummy brimming with locally sourced, balls-to-belly goodness.
My lips tapered at the tip, careful not to leave any cum behind, and I decoupled with a satiated sigh.
"This is my new religion," I quietly declared.
"Oh, Breezy...that was transcendent."
"Not bad for a child dyke, huh?"
"I can't imagine anyone being better."
"You're sweet. It's our first time, I wanted it to be special." I laid my head on your brother's abs and was lulled by the rise and fall of his breathing.
I ruminated in the silence over what should be our grand finale.
"I need you to do one more thing..." I enticed.
"You name it."
I crawled off him and stayed on all-fours. I stuck my tushy in the air and presented myself to your brother.
"You're gonna fuck the living hell out of me. Really tear my ass up."
"Oh, Breezy..." Carson got up on his knees, hypnotized by my asshole, looking like he wanted to royally eat me out. Lovely thought, but I had other plans...
"And no Breezy Girl stuff. No foreplay, no tenderness. Just stick it in and wreck the place. And don't stop until we're both raw and screaming."
"What is it with all these little kids begging for rough anal sex today?"
"I do not beg, I command! And little kids are perfect for anal, we're so limber and bendy. Oh, and I get pretty nasty so our safe word is defenestrate."
"Defenestrate?"
"It's the act of throwing someone out a window."
"I know what defenestration means. You're just...hilarious."
"Shut up and fuck me."
The reserve of sperm in my rectum accelerated your brother's encore performance lickety-split. I almost passed out from the speed of his reentry, so this was an excellent start.
"Welcome home, big fella. Now ride me hard and put me away wet!"
I braced my buttocks for a brutal bombardment. His opening salvo rocked my bantam body to the core and a low, throaty laugh reverberated from my diaphragm. Being much taller than me -- although not quite as tall as his sister -- Carson was easily able to loom over me on hands and knees and hammer away at my anus.
Bending even further over me to look at my jubilant features, your brother remarked, "Goodness gracious, you're cute!"
"I most certainly am not! I'm a filthy whore -- filthy whores are not cute!"
"This one is."
Damnit, he was probably right. There was no stopping my cuteness especially with my insides being turned to pudding.
"Well, then, mister...it's your duty to wipe my adorability clean off my face. You better leave nothing but a skanky smoldering ruin."
Carson straightened up again and thumped away at me double-time. I thrilled at the rhythmic sound and sensation of his strapping, powerful legs impacting my slender but equally athletic thighs.
I wished we were fucking on a bed because I wanted something soft to grab on to and even nibble. Then I remembered my discarded dress was in reach so I grasped it with both hands and bit down hard. Fearing this behavior appeared too cutesy as well, I called upon my acting skills to deliver on the promise of a brazen hussy.
Putting my ear to the ground and twisting my head towards my ravager, my elastic asshole rose higher to engage its invader and your cursed brother found himself facing down angry gapes from both ends.
"Oh, my God...you brute! You absolute beast! I'm a child, for pity's sake! How dare you defile me like this!"
This inspired Carson to escalate to rapid-fire thrusting and my open-mouthed shock was no longer make believe. The cruelty of his hips was belied by his soft-hearted expression causing my own to mellow as well, and I submitted to him giving me everything I've ever wanted.
"You sure know how to make a kid's ass feel good, I'll give you that. Poor Jess and his forsaken fuckhole walking around out there bereft of cock, aching for his next barbaric buttfucking. Are you gonna give it all to him next time? Gonna make that sweet baby angel scream when this monster splits him in two? Bet you can't wait to get back in there and make him hose you down with his hot young cum?"
My provocative banter backfired when it hit me that I was closer to coming than he was. When did fantasies of boinking boys become my aphrodisiac? I guess that's what happens when my foundational quenching of lust for male flesh comes hot on the heels of my fucktoy's own. The retrospection came to light that this occupying force was the same one I was admiring inside Jess' tight canal not one hour before. The notion of this indirect anal alliance excited me like nothing I've ever felt.
Needful of an historic climax to mark the occasion, I had to kick the boy into high gear: "Here's a word to the wise -- if you're going to savagely violate the queen, you better destroy the queen. FUCKING DESTROY ME, CARSON!!! DESTROY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"
He went full throttle and sparked off the spectacular shrieking orgasm I was in the market for. My hoots and hollers were probably heard in the next county but I didn't give a damn. Once my spasms were on the wane, it was Carson's turn to jolt and gush and baptize my butthole.
"Woo! Way to creampie me, baby! Except...I didn't hear a lot of noise out of you."
"I'm sorry...I liked listening to you so much I didn't want to miss anything."
"You had one job," I sighed. "Okay...dismissed."
"But..."
"You can romance my rectum another time. Now leave me like the trashy trollop that I am. Scram!"
Ever so slowly, Carson pulled out of my posterior in one last defiant act to love upon my asshole. He really is too darling, I'm gonna have so much fun breaking him in.
As he gathered up his fallen clothing, I said, "If you ever hope to have a prayer of delivering your whole package into that cute little boy, you better borrow a bottle of Astroglide from me. Top bunk by the window. Lube will bless your life."
Although I was facing away in feigned indifference, I could sense my pretty plaything pausing to admire my cream-filled glory. The sounds of rattling followed by receding footsteps signaled that your brother found the tube of lubricant on the shelf by my bed and departed just as he was told.
I took a few breaths to savor the moment and feel the sperm swimming around in my ass before calling out, "Marina!"
Sure enough, a curly blonde head popped up in the opposite window, still chewing on my panties.
"Get in here and drain your boyfriend's semen from my butthole!"
"You didn't!" Becca blurts, interrupting my story and snapping us back to the present.
"Didn't what?" I ask, munching Fiddle Faddle and sipping Jolt Cola.
"You didn't force that tragic virgin to swallow two assloads of cum!"
"Sure did. And she loved every last drop."
Becca stops dead in her tracks on the road back from the convenience store. She looks worried and isn't moving a muscle.
Dropping the snacks, I freeze a few steps ahead and whisper, "What happened? Do you see a bear?"
Becca imperceptibly shakes her head. "If I take one more step...I'm going to have an orgasm."
"Interesting..." I saunter right back up to my paralyzed paramour. "Out of all the possible climactic incitements, this is the one that pops your cork?"
Becca says nothing and gives me a terse nod.
"What is it about this moment, I wonder? Could it be how I made a cuckquean out of Marina?"
"Mm-hm."
"Or perhaps it's my domination of teenage novices?"
I'll read the bead of sweat tumbling down Becca's brow as an affirmative answer.
"Or does the image of quarts of cum cascading from my anus and coating that lovely girl's throat make you stand there shivering in 90 degree heat, desperate for release?"
"Yes! All of it!"
I place my hands on my hips, and if Becca was not more than a foot and a half taller I'd be staring her down, but the best I can do is give the underside of her breasts the what for.
"And I'd bet good money on your brother being the generator of said cum is what's causing you to be uncommonly hot and bothered?"
Becca casts her ashamed eyes to the ground and nods sheepishly.
"You know what that makes you, right?"
"A degenerate."
"Correct. It turns you on knowing you're not the only freak in the family, doesn't it?"
"Yes..."
"So why haven't you come yet?"
"I need your permission to come."
"Good girl," I grin. "You can come if this statement is true: You are deliriously aroused by the awareness that no fewer than three little kids are wandering about with their bellies and buttholes filled with your dear baby brother's hot, delicious seed."
With her knees glued together, Becca's powerful thighs begin to tremble. She has one hand placed delicately over her heart and the other resting on her rippling, muscular stomach. Facing skyward, her radiant cheekbones could guide ships home through dense fog. She looks as though she's praising the Goddess of Orgasms and I swear I can even feel the ground shake a little.
Tears stream from her limpid blue eyes and her silent prayer ends with a whispered, "You make me so happy."
"I promised you a story with a happy ending."
Becca gives me a cheeky smirk and a giggle. She leans down to award me with a sweaty smooch and I savor her salty sweetness.
"Mmm..." I relish. "...sneak up to my bunk so I can taste more of you tonight?"
"It's a date," smiles my shapely sweetheart.
We gather up the fallen goodies and carry on with noshing our way back to camp. On the outskirts, we spy a joyful Jess jauntily jogging up to us. Or more correctly...up to me.
"The adventure continues..." Becca winks, collecting the verboten vittles from my grasp and slinking away to surrender me to whatever fate has in store for me now.
(to be continued...)
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