The Violated Model
by Jackie Vast


FOREWORD 

One of the latest trends in sexually explicit material has been the use of 
under-aged girls in photographs and movies. Even those who defend the right 
of adults to read and view erotic material are concerned about this, because 
many worry about the effect on the children involved. 

Where do these children come from? According to Newsweek Magazine (Feb. 28, 
1977), "Filmmakers have no trouble finding stars for their movies. Some 
simply use their own children; others rely on runaways." 

For, the runaway, as in the case of the heroine of this novel, often has no 
other way of insuring that she gets food and shelter except by responding, 
sexually, to those who offer her assistance. 

When one considers that there are over a million runaways each year (N.Y. 
TIMES, July 19, 1975) and that, of those who contact the national 'hot 
lines' that act as intermediaries between the runaways and their parents 
two-thirds are girls 13 to 15, it should be apparent that those who produce 
erotic material involving under-aged participants have no trouble at all in 
locating actors or actresses for their ventures. Indeed, it may be 
surprising that there are not more such books and films on the market; the 
potential number of models and actresses is surely larger than those who are 
exposed in the field. 

How real is the situation that prompted the heroine of this book to runaway 
to begin with? The same newspaper story reports that 25 to 30 percent of the 
girls who contact the 'hot line' centers report that sexual (or physical) 
abuse was responsible for their decision to leave home. If half of the 
million runaways are girls and the percentage is true for all runaways, that 
is 125,000 girls who runaway because they have been abused, either sexually 
or physically. 

In this novel, the author has created a heroine whose life reads much like 
that of the heroines of Sade's novels, with the exception that Patty is not 
whipped and tortured; she is merely exploited. Still, there are many that 
would postulate that exploitation is a form of torture. Certainly, it has 
its effects on Patty. Her thinking changes during the course of the book as 
she is exposed to more and more degradation. 

The author does not take sides in the debate. All he does is create a 
possible scenario concerned with one teenager who gets involved in the 
production of erotic pictures. It is up to each reader to decide whether 
Patty is really being harmed, or if the incidents she undergoes will have 
any lasting effect on her. 

-THE PUBLISHERS 

 CHAPTER ONE 

"Let's get some of these clothes off of you," he breathed hoarsely, his 
mouth lifting from hers; his hand sliding around the curve of her slim hip. 
His other hand was still on her shoulder, the arm pressing her slight body 
to his. 

Patty Loomis had been dreading the move, although she tried hard not to show 
it. When his eyes searched her round, almost cupie-doll face, she forced her 
prim mouth into a smile, as if she wanted him to strip her sixteen-year-old 
body. He was going to anyway, it just seemed smarter to make him think her 
desires matched his; that would please him. And, Patty wanted to keep him 
happy. She needed him. 

His hand lifted and his fingers undid the first button of her flannel shirt. 
Patty let one of her arms tighten around his solid torso, pressing her small 
breast against him, as she shifted slightly to. allow him more freedom to 
undo the buttons on the shirt. This was still something she could handle 
without difficulty, even when he got the shirt off, her immature body would 
be hidden from his eyes by the red body-shirt she was wearing under the 
flannel. 

A second button was undone now and he was easing the third from the 
buttonhole. Once more his mouth descended on hers. Now she knew enough to 
let her lips go slack as his met them and his tongue pushed over her full 
bottom lip and delved into her mouth. The pubescent little redhead arched 
her hips forward, pressing her lower body to him as he eased his hand inside 
the shirt and traced his blunt fingers over the slight swell of her left 
breast. Despite the fact that she was merely enduring his caresses, her 
nipple had stirred and stiffened and Patty gasped under his hungry mouth 
when he caught the erect nubbin and rolled it between his thumb and 
forefinger. Ohhhhhh, noooooo, she said to herself, I'm not going to enjoy 
this, I can't, I can't! 

But, even as her mind denied the possibility of pleasure from the caresses 
of a man that was older than her father, her body betrayed her and she 
twisted, forcing her small breast tighter to his hand. He let his fingers 
close around the large lemon-sized mass of flesh and flexed them, then let 
his fingers slide out to close around the spiked nipple once more. 

Patty's breasts filled a 32-B cup brassiere without trouble, when she wore a 
brassiere. On the other hand, her body was still infused with baby-fat and 
the breasts seemed smaller than they really were because of the thickness of 
her waist and the roundness of her tummy. In the past few months, she had 
been growing taller almost day-by-day and the curvature of her body had been 
changing, but there was still more of the child than there was of the young 
woman in her body. 

George Carter, the man who was opening her shirt, undid the last of the 
buttons. Slowly, as if he were savoring the act, he drew the tails of her 
shirt from under her tight jeans and started to push the shirt down her 
arms, which, like her breasts, seemed slighter than they really were when 
compared to the rest of her torso. 

Other than dropping the arm that had been around him, the young girl made no 
move to aid the man in his undressing of her. If she had had anything to say 
about the proceedings, he wouldn't be undressing her at all. However, she 
had no say in the matter, when she had accepted the forty-ish man's 
invitation to come to his house for something to eat and a place to stay, 
she had, by implication, given him permission to do to her what he wished. 

Patty was a runaway. Although she had been away from her family for less 
than a day, she knew that she had to drastically alter her ideas and ideals, 
if she were to survive. After what had happened to her in the past several 
days, it had been far easier to make the change than she would have thought 
possible. Why, when she'd gotten into his car, several hours earlier, and 
become aware that he was stealing looks at her still developing body, she 
had drawn her shoulders back to make her breasts seem more attractive. 

He had the shirt off by then and his hands slithered over her torso for a 
moment before dropping to below her waist, to the top of her denims. Slowly, 
tantalizingly slow, he opened the snap at the front of her jeans. 

Again Patty shuddered. If he was aware that the trembling in her body was 
born of revulsion rather than passion, he have no sign of it. Now he was 
lowering the zipper of her jeans, his fingers curving down her belly as he 
opened the denims. 

When the blue-jeans were opened, he ran his hands under them, letting his 
fingers press into her abdomen where it joined her thighs. A shuddered 
coursed through the girl once more, but this was born of a purely physical 
reaction and Patty scowled at herself for the betrayal of her body. 
Noooooooooo, she thought, I don't want it to happen again. 

Thank goodness his fingers were moving again, sliding around her slender 
hips to the plump little half-moons of her buttocks. For several minutes, he 
fixed his fingers against the resilient flesh of her tender young ass, 
kneading the pliant flesh sensually. Despite herself, Patty began to enjoy 
the way he was making her feel. 

From the moment she had entered his car, almost two-hundred miles south of 
the city where they were now, she had sensed that he was a man who would 
have the ability to arouse her if he really wanted to. She had just hoped 
that he would merely satisfy himself with her as quickly as possible and 
then release her from further obligation. Unfortunately, it didn't seem that 
that was to be the case: from the way George was acting, he was going to 
take his time. Well, there was nothing she could do but accept and endure 
his attention. I will not, she avowed to herself, get so involved that I go 
crazy the way I did with Larry and Paula. Larry and Paula were her uncle and 
his girlfriend. The people she had been staying with before she had sneaked 
out the door and walked down to the highway where she had been hitchhiking 
when George had come along. 

He was working her jeans down over the minimal flare of her ass. Patty was 
still boyishly built as far as her hips and buttocks went. Indeed, as far as 
she was concerned, her only two womanly features were her hair, which fell 
to the bottom of her rib cage, and her legs. She wasn't being conceited when 
she admitted to herself that her legs were good. 

The blue jeans cleared her hips and he shifted his hands to the backs of her 
thighs, outside the trousers. Patty gave a squeal as he lifted her 84 pounds 
into the air and sat her on the counter of the kitchen. Her voice was a 
little shrill at best. 

Once she was perched on the counter, George turned his attention to her 
feet. Swiftly, he untied and removed her tennies, then pulled her socks off. 

It was terrible, to be letting a man undress her, but Patty hadn't been able 
to figure out a way to undress on her own without making him think she was 
more passionate than she was. If she had removed her shirt and jeans while 
he'd been fixing the two hamburgers she had just wolfed down, he would have 
gotten entirely the wrong idea about her. 

Patty hadn't really wanted two hamburgers, but she had been forced to eat 
them both and to pretend to do so in a ravenous manner. She had lied to 
George and told him that she had been traveling for a day by the time he had 
picked her up. For some reason, she hadn't wanted him to know she was 
associated with the city she had left. 

George had lowered her jeans far enough before lifting her to the counter 
that he was able to catch them and start working them down her legs without 
difficulty. As he slipped the jeans toward her feet, his eyes focused on the 
junction of her thighs with such interest that his gaze seemed almost to 
burn her there. Patty was thankful that she was wearing panties as well as 
the body-suit, although she knew she might not be wearing them for long. She 
could always hope that he would take her into a darkened room before 
stripping her completely. 

The jeans cleared her knees and gravity took over, dropping them to her 
feet. As George maneuvered the cloth over a shapely foot, he leaned from the 
waist and pressed his lips to the tanned surface of her thigh, making the 
barely nubile little nymphet shudder again. Noooooo! She moaned silently. 
Nooooooooooo! 

His hot, wet tongue slithered along her leg and Patty bit at her lower lip 
to keep from sighing. She couldn't help it; it felt good. 

As he licked at the sensitive inner surface of her thigh George got the 
jeans over her other foot and dropped them to the floor. He swung her foot 
away from the other and moved between her legs, his hot mouth working its 
way higher on her leg. 

Only when the top of his head was bumping against her abdomen did he lift 
his mouth. Then he stepped forward until he was pressing against her once 
more. His fingers tangled in her hair and he lowered his mouth as he tilted 
her head back. Dutifully, Patty slid her arms around him and hugged him as 
he thrust his tongue past her teeth and began to run it around the interior 
of her mouth. 

His fingers slid over the planes of her face as he worked his thick tongue 
in her mouth. Patty was aware of the hard bulge of his cock pressing against 
the slip of her parted cunt for his standing between her thighs had caused 
the lips of her pussy to gape open. It seemed to the girl-child that she 
could feel the heat of his mature cock through all the layers of clothing 
that separated it from her cunt and she shivered with the knowledge that, by 
the time they finally got to sleep, she was probably going to have the big 
thing stuck inside of her tight little pussy. Patty didn't want to fuck 
George Carter, but she figured she had no choice: If he was willing to feed 
and shelter her, she had to give him something in return. And, the only 
thing the little sixteen-year-old had to offer was herself, her body. If she 
wanted to eat, she was going to have to fuck, it was as simple as that. 
Either fuck or turn herself in to the juvenile authorities; which might mean 
being sent back to her mother's. Patty would rather fuck George Carter than 
be returned to the house of her mother and stepfather. After what had 
happened to her there, any girl would have preferred to fuck George Carter 
than be returned to that house. 

George was still caressing her face and throat with one of his big hands, 
but the other had slithered below her shoulder and was chasing around her 
breasts again. 

The longer George kissed her and caressed her burgeoning breasts, the harder 
it became for Patty to remember her vow not to get caught up in the 
sensations he was causing in her trembling young body. Yet, despite her 
intentions, her body was reacting to the insidious caresses. Her buttocks 
were shifting on the kitchen counter, slowly rubbing her tender young pussy 
against the bar of his cock. 

Her knees rose, until they were above his waist. Her feet rubbed the backs 
of his thighs as she sucked harder on the thick tongue that was twisting and 
dancing about inside her mouth. Patty's own slender tongue was moving 
against George's as he rubbed his lips over hers. Her hands were restless on 
his broad shoulders as he cupped one of her trim little breasts and brushed 
his thumb over the puffy point of her erect nipple. Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Patty 
moaned to herself, why didn't I put on a brassiere before I left Larry and 
Paula's? A brassiere would have made his stimulation of her nipples more 
difficult. 

If only he would get it over with, Patty would be grateful. But, she 
couldn't ask him to fuck her; he'd think that she wanted to fuck, when all 
she really wanted was to get it over with. Patty almost sobbed as he closed 
his hand over her breast and squeezed the pliant flesh, for the caress made 
her tighten her legs around him and draw his loins tighter to hers. Now he 
had both of his hands at her breasts and the sensations that were coursing 
through her barely nubile body were magnified to an incredible pitch. The 
sixteen year old girl shuddered harder as her nostrils flared and her breath 
snorted through them. 

George caught her tongue in his mouth. He had teased it there by dancing his 
tongue against hers in a way that had made her want to continue the contact, 
then withdrawing his tongue slowly, making her advance her own tongue to 
keep the electrical connection intact. As he started sucking on her tongue, 
he shifted one of his hands from her breasts and ran it around her slender 
body, then caught her shoulder from behind. Slowly, he eased her down until 
she was resting on the counter, with his weight pressing against her. 

Her mouth left his abruptly and his lips rubbed against her cheek, then 
moved onto the taut column of her throat. Patty was too embarrassed to leave 
her legs around him, since the position they were in made it too suggestive. 
She let her legs fall away from him, let them dangle off of the counter. His 
cock was still resting against the cleft of her warming cunt, but it wasn't 
as bad as it had been when she'd been pressing him there. No, it wasn't that 
bad at all. Now his mouth was working its way lower on her girlish body, his 
tongue was licking at the skin revealed by the scooped neck of the 
body-suit. He had both of his hands on her breasts again, pushing them 
upward and toward each other, deepening the cleavage between them, allowing 
his knowing tongue to slither under the loose material of her body-suit. 
Involuntarily. Patty's hands lifted and tangled in his hair, her nails 
scratching lightly at his scalp as he lifted his mouth from her skin and 
looked at her. 

Her breasts were heaving as she sucked air into her lungs and she could 
almost feel his gaze as it moved to them. Then he was lowering his head 
again, but it wasn't her mouth his lips were seeking. He took one of her 
spiked nipples into his mouth, closing his teeth against the base of the 
turreted flesh. 

Even through the material of her body-suit, Patty could feel the heat of his 
breath against her suddenly extra sensitive breasts. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 
she sighed involuntarily as he chewed at her nipple and eased a hand down 
her slightly rounded belly toward the three snaps that kept the body-suit 
closed. 

Why me? Patty asked in her mind. Why is this happening to me? What did I do 
to deserve all that's happened to me this week? 

 CHAPTER TWO 

It had all begun "Monday afternoon, as she had been walking home from 
school. Patty had been proud of the fact that she was in high school rather 
than junior high; it was a definite sign that she was growing up. She was 
also, more than she would admit to herself, proud that the older boys, those 
who were seniors even, joked and flirted with her. It meant that she was 
pretty. Everybody knew that there were only two kinds of girls that boys 
flirted with: Those who were pretty and those who were bad. Patty was a good 
girl. 

She had only gotten a couple of blocks from school when Roy Williams fell 
into step with her. "Hey, Patty, look what I got for my birthday," he said, 
proudly. She glanced at him and was impressed by the camera dangling around 
his neck in its case. "It's a 35mm," he explained. Then "he added, "I'm 
going to be a professional photographer when I graduate." 

"That's great," Patty replied, thinking that he was lucky to know what he 
wanted to be. She had given the matter a lot of thought, but she hadn't 
reached any decision. 

"Yeah. Roy agreed. "But. I need to practice a lot. now that I've got this 
new camera. What I really need is somebody that'll pose for me." For a 
minute, he was silent, looking at her. Then he asked: "Would you like to be 
my first model?" 

Her heart had almost leaped into her throat. He did think she was pretty. 
Otherwise, why would he be wanting to take her picture? Patty, like most of 
the girls at the school, thought that Roy Williams was just about the 
handsomest boy she had ever seen. "Suh ... sure, Roy," the bemused sixteen 
year old answered. "I'd love to be your model." Already she was thinking 
that this might lead to an invitation to the big dance that was coming up in 
a month. If she was nice to Roy, he might ask her. She'd be the envy of 
every girl at school if she showed as Roy William's date. 

"'Great," he exclaimed, sounding as if he really meant it. "Can we go over 
to your place and take some pictures now? My kid brothers and sisters would 
just get in the way if we went to my place," he added. 

Again, Patty agreed. In the back of her mind, she knew there would be no one 
there but her and Roy but she wasn't worried. She was sure she could trust 
him. 

It only took them a few more minutes to get to her home. She asked Roy if he 
wanted a soda and he accepted. As she bustled about the kitchen getting 
glasses, putting ice in them and pouring the cola, he took several pictures 
of her. 

Their school had a strict dress-code and Patty was wearing a white blouse 
under a burgundy jumper, along with the usual underwear. After taking a 
couple of dozen pictures of her posed in different positions, Roy asked her 
to slide the hem of her jumper up on her legs. Since she knew her legs were 
her best feature, Patty wasn't reluctant at all. Indeed, because of the 
length of her blouse she didn't even mind undoing the zipper of her jumper 
all the way. The tails of the blouse came to below the tops of her thighs. 
It was only when Roy asked her to take off the jumper that she protested. 
But he had such a sweet smile and he reminded her that lots of people posed 
for photographers without any clothes on at all, and finally, she slipped 
the jumper off. 

Roy didn't put any kind of move on her. Indeed, he seemed to be more 
concerned with taking pictures than with looking at her, which was okay with 
Patty, since she was a little apprehensive about being half-undressed around 
him. But gradually, she got used to it and didn't even object when Roy asked 
her to unbutton a couple of buttons on her blouse. 

"Would you pose for some pinups?" he asked. "Bathing suit stuff?" 

Patty thought for a minute, then rejected the idea. The suit she had was 
last years and a one-piece model. It wasn't very sophisticated and it didn't 
fit. "I don't have a suit," she explained. 

"How about in your pajamas?" he suggested. 

Again she considered. Finally, she agreed. He said he had to put a new roll 
of film in the camera and she showed him a closet he could use. Then she 
raced to her room and hurried out of her clothes. For a moment, she surveyed 
herself in the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. Then she 
drew the ruffled bikini panties that were half of her sleepwear up around 
her hips and dropped the baby-doll top over her head. As she looked at her 
reflection, she shivered. Maybe this isn't such a good idea, she thought, 
he'll be able to see my nipples. But, before she could change to something 
else, Roy was calling to her and he sounded impatient, she returned to the 
living room. 

The way he whistled and smiled at her was enough to make her forget her 
apprehension. She sat on the arm of a chair as he suggested and, by the time 
she'd figured out that the smear of hair over her pussy was almost visible 
to him through the thin material of the panties, she had been posing long 
enough that it seemed silly to object. 

When he suddenly turned his back to her and hid his hands from her sight, 
she asked him why. He didn't answer, but when he turned again, she noticed 
that there was a bulge under the fly of his jeans. "What's that?" she asked 
pointing. 

"It's what happens to men when they look at beautiful girls," he answered. 

"As long as the guy looks at the girl," he answered. "Unless one or the 
other of them does something." 

"Does what?" she asked. 

"Oh, touching it the right way helps," he answered. 

"Touching it?" Patty asked. 

For a moment she was silent. Then she recalled that he thought she was 
beautiful, and that she wanted him to like her enough to take her to the 
dnce the. following month. "Would ... would you like me to do it?" she 
whispered. 

He nodded, as if he were afraid to speak. Patty crossed to him and put her 
hand against the front of his jeans where the bulge was. For several seconds 
she rubbed the solid bar. "Am.. .am I doing it right?" she asked. 

"It would feel better if my pants weren't in the way," he replied. She 
sucked in her breath but realized she'd gone too far to stop. If she quit 
now, he'd think she was a kid, or worse, that she was chicken. 

Awkwardly, she lowered the zipper of his trousers. The bulge slipped out and 
the bar of flesh pointed at her. It was her first look at a man's cock and 
she couldn't tear her eyes away from it, no matter how hard she tried. 

"Wrap your fingers around it," he groaned, his voice strained. After she had 
done so, he told her to slide her fingers back and forth and she soon had 
the rhythm correct. 

Roy shifted, jiggling his weight from one loot to the other as her hand 
moved back and forth along his cock. No one else had ever touched his cock 
and, while Patty wasn't really trying to bring him off, he knew she would if 
she kept touching him long enough. He had never imagined that Patty Loomis 
would jerk him off, but she was doing it and he was elated. 

"Patty", he almost moaned. "Could I kiss you?" 

Before she could answer, he was pressing his mouth to hers. For a moment she 
acted angry, but then her lips relaxed. Roy began licking the tip of his 
tongue across her lips and noticed that her hand on his cock was holding him 
tighter and moving faster. Golly, he thought, if she'll only keep it up. 

He didn't know that he didn't have to worry; Patty wasn't about to stop. 
That morning, she would have laughed if one of her friends had suggested 
she'd be stroking a boy's hard cock and enjoying it; but, now that she was 
holding Roy's hard-on in her hand, she was discovering that it was producing 
thrills in her that were beyond anything she had ever imagined. 

She let go of his cock and slipped her hand down until his tightly sacked 
balls were against her fingertips. They felt funny to the immature little 
girl, but she caressed and explored them as Roy licked faster and harder at 
her lips. 

Without quite knowing why, Patty let her jaw go slack, opening her mouth 
under his kiss. Roy could hardly believe his good luck, but he didn't 
question it, he merely slid his tongue forward, pushing it as far as it 
would go into her mouth. Patty snorted at the heady new sensation and 
wrapped her fingers around his cockshaft again, then began skimming her 
encircling hand back and forth along the warm, solid meat. 

Roy slipped an arm around her and pressed her trembling body tighter to his. 
The sixteen-year-old girl shivered as she felt her breasts mashing flat 
against his chest. If anyone had asked her why, she wouldn't have been able 
to answer, but it seemed her breasts were fuller than she had ever known 
them to be and the nipples were sticking up the way they did when she was 
cold. However, she was far from feeling cold. In fact, Patty felt so hot 
that she could almost imagine herself melting away. 

The hand on her back worked its way lower, until he was cupping one of her 
trim ass mounds. Roy started flexing his hand, digging his fingertips into 
the resilient flesh of Patty's tender young ass. The more he did it, the 
more restless the girl-child felt. Her lips were squirming against his as he 
explored the interior of her mouth with his tongue. Her hand skimmed 
steadily along his stiff cock, the head of it brushing against the nylon of 
her baby-dolls as she caressed him. 

Roy was breathing harder, his breath coming in gasps and snorts. Patty was 
too naive to know what it meant, but, from the way he was working his hands 
against her body, she was sure he was enjoying what she was doing to him. 
She was enjoying what he was doing to her. The sixteen-year-old nymphet had 
never fooled with herself before, but she already decided that she was going 
to caress and squeeze her own breasts to see if it felt the same. 

Why am I getting so wet and itchy between the legs? Patty asked herself. She 
wondered what it would feel like if Roy touched her on those swelling folds 
of flesh that had, just recently, begun to be covered by strands of silky 
hair. Oooooooooooooh, that's terrible, she told herself, wanting him to 
touch me there. But, she couldn't deny that it was true: I do want Roy to 
touch my pussy, she conceded. 

Suddenly, without warning, she felt his cock swell and twitch in her grip. 
Then a hot gob of sticky, wet stuff splattered against her rippling belly. 
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA HH HHH HHHHHHH !" Roy moaned, lifting his mouth from hers. 
Patty dropped her eyes in time to see another gob of the stuff spurt from 
the end of his cock. Once, twice, three times more the stuff spurted from 
his cock, splattering against the blue nylon of her pajamas. 

His hands had tightened on her breast and ass as she had stroked him to his 
cum, but Patty felt no discomfort in the tightness of his grip. Indeed, the 
extra strength with which he was digging his fingers into her pliant flesh 
only served to fuel her desires. Patty didn't know what it was that she 
wanted, but she knew she wanted something, some release from the tension 
that had suddenly infused her trembling body. 

"Roy?" she whispered, almost urgently. "I. . I feel so strange." 

"I think.. ." he started to say. 

She never found out what Roy thought, for another voice intruded into their 
consciousness. "I think you better get the hell out of here, kid," it said. 

They jumped apart and Patty gasped as she saw Tony de Angelis, her 
stepfather, standing in the doorway, staring at them with a funny look on 
his face. "Go on, beat it," he growled at Roy as he entered the living room. 
Roy hastily stuffed his now deflated cock back in his jeans, grabbed his 
camera and almost raced to the front door, zipping his fly as he went. 

As soon as they heard the front door slam, Tony slapped Patty across the 
mouth. "Is this what your mother and I work our asses off for?" he demanded. 
"So you can screw around with every dude that wants to get in your hot 
little pants?" 

"I've never done anything like this before," Patty protested as her eyes 
filled with tears. 

No one had ever hit her before. 

"Yeah?" he drawled, making it obvious that he didn't believe her. "Well, 
I'll make sure it's a long time before you do it again." 

Before she could ask what he meant, he had his hands on the thin material of 
her baby dolls. Suddenly, with a savage yank, he split the nylon, leaving 
her standing before him with only her panties hiding her nubile body from 
his eyes. "Tony!" she cried, in protest. 

"Shut up," he snarled. One of his hands grabbed at the back of her neck and 
his fingers dug in. Pain worse than any she had ever known shot through the 
amazed girl-child. 

Tony forced her to walk ahead of him down the hall to the bathroom. There he 
drove her to her knees with the pain. He held her neck in that awful grip as 
he rummaged in the medicine closet. A moment later and he told her to rise. 
Once more they marched through the house, this time to the kitchen. Again, 
he forced her to the floor, but, now, he pushed her forward until her face 
was against the linoleum. 

Before she could gather her wits about her, Tony was taking a roll of thick, 
heavy cord from the space under the sink. Roughly, he pulled her right arm 
back until her hand was against her foot. Swiftly, working with only one 
hand, he tied her wrist and ankle together, the cord cutting into her tender 
skin. 

Once she was immobilized, he caught her pajama panties and shredded them, 
leaving them scraps hanging from the elastic waistband. Then he tied her 
other wrist and ankle together. 

"Please, please," Patty sobbed. She didn't know what he was going to do to 
her, but she was sure it was going to be unpleasant. "I ... I just wanted to 
see what it was like," she moaned as he caught her and picked her up, 
depositing her across the kitchen table as if she were no more than a sack 
of groceries. 

"Oh, is that all you wanted?" he sneered. "Well, I'll let you find out all 
about cocks in that case." 

He moved around behind her and she heard the water running in the sink. When 
she tried to squirm around to see what he was doing, he came back to where 
she was and used more of the cord to tie her securely to the table itself. 
Her legs were pulled apart and each was tied so she couldn't move at all. 
Patty sobbed broken-heartedly, for she could imagine how obscenely displayed 
she must be to the man who was behind her. 

Again she heard the water running. What is he going to do? she asked herself 
as her body trembled violently. Whatever it was, she was sure she wasn't 
going to like it. 

A moment later, she felt something pressing at her asshole. She squirmed, 
futilely, as the thing, whatever it was, was forced through the tightness of 
her anal sphincter. Then, to her amazement, she felt hot water being forced 
into her bowels. It seemed to flow into her for the longest time, until she 
was sure her guts would burst from the pressure. "Please Tony, please," she 
sobbed. "Stop! Stop! I can't stand it any longer. Stopppppppppppppp!" 

He ignored her and continued to pump water into her tortured rectum. The 
water was hot. almost hotter than she could bear. It flowed into her bowels 
no matter what she did to try to prevent it. 

Finally, the flow of heated water stopped and Tony pulled the intruder from 
her asshole. "If you let that water get out," he snarled, "I'll make you 
lick it up." 

Patty blanched. If the water got out, it would have her own shit in it. He 
wouldn't make me lick my own shit, would he? She asked herself. And she 
realized that, indeed, he would. Desperately she made her anal sphincter 
contract as tightly as she could. Holding the water in her guts hurt, but it 
was better than having to lick it up. 

He walked around the table and tangled his fingers in her hair, lifting her 
head until she was looking up at him. "You want to know what a cock is 
like?" he asked her, cruelty in his voice. "Well, little girl, you're about 
to find out what a man's cock is like." As he spoke, he smiled down at her 
with the most diabolical expression she had ever seen on his face. 

His other hand unzipped his trousers and fumbled inside them. In a matter of 
seconds, he had his heavy cock out and was forcing her to look at it. 

To the naive little nymphet, it seemed her stepfather's cock was huge. It 
was only average in size, but she had only Roy's cock to compare it to, and 
Tony's cock dwarfed Roy's. 

She tried to turn her head away from the bloated column of meat but he 
wouldn't let her. "Look at it," he snarled as he squeezed her neck again, 
hurting her. Patty forced her eyes open and shuddered at the sight of the 
massive cock directly under her face. It was darker than Roy's had been and 
the bulbous head was almost purple in color. Her nose was filled with 
strange, musky odors; the odors of his crotch, she realized. Somehow, 
despite herself, the odor was getting to her, making her remember the way 
she had felt when she'd been stroking Roy's cock and he'd been caressing her 
bottom and breast. 

'You want to know about cocks, eh?" Tony demanded. "Well, you're about to 
learn what one tastes like. Open your mouth." 

Ohhhhhh, noooo, Patty thought, he's not going to put that big thing in my 
mouth. She pressed her lips tightly together and shook her head. She 
couldn't think of anything he could do to her that would be worse than 
sticking his cock in her mouth. 

"Come on, open it," Tony growled. When Patty refused, he gave her an evil 
grin, then reached down and pinched her nose shut. The terrified little girl 
tried to squirm away from him, but she was unable to do so. Her head grew 
light and she knew she had to breathe. Since he was holding her nostrils 
shut, she had to breathe through her mouth. 

As soon as her mouth went open so Patty could breathe, Tony thrust his cock 
forward, forcing the bulbous head through the tight opening. At the same 
time, he released his hold on her nostrils, allowing her to suck air into 
her lungs. 

"Work your tongue against it," he commanded as he pushed more of the hot 
cock into her mouth. Patty groaned, deep in her throat, and tried to ignore 
his command. 

WHAAAAAPPPPPPPPP! 

His hand slammed against the taut curve of one of her asscheeks. "Lick it, I 
said," he barked. Tears ran from the sixteen-year-old girl's eyes, but she 
did as he wanted. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, this is terrible, she told herself as the 
heavy cock sawed in and out of her mouth. 

Tony had one of his hands at the back of her neck. The other ran over the 
firm flesh of her buttocks, then slithered under her body. He couldn't reach 
her breasts not the way he had her tied, bent into a bow; but he could touch 
her between her legs, could caress her pussy, and he did. 

To Patty's shame, it felt good to have his fingers pressing against her 
cunt. Ever since Roy had started kissing her and caressing her youthful 
body, she had wanted to have her cunt touched. Now her wish was coming true. 
Despite the discomfort of having her ass filled with hot water and her mouth 
filled with hot cock, it still felt good to have him caressing her pussy. He 
worked his fingers along the juicy slit of her cunt, exploring between the 
puffy lips of her pussy. 

His hips swung back and forth, sawing his thick, turgid cock in and out of 
her mouth. Her lips were stretched into a tight oval and he groaned with 
delight as he rubbed his cock over her soft lower lip. 

When he touched her in one certain part of her pussy, thrills shot through 
Patty that made the pleasure she had obtained from Roy's caresses seem as 
nothing. Involuntarily, she sucked in her breath, making her mouth encompass 
his cock tighter. 

"YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHH HH!" Tony sighed as she closed her cheeks around the 
bulbous head of his cock. "Do that and keep licking it, you sweet little 
bitch." 

She hated him, but she couldn't deny that she wanted him to touch her the 
way he was doing. It seemed that, when she did as he wanted her to do, he 
would caress her exactly where it felt the best, so she sucked and licked at 
his turgid cock as he rode it in and out of her mouth and he diddled her 
clitoris until she thought she would go crazy. 

Patty's ass started lifting and falling as he caressed the upper part of her 
pussy. She couldn't help it, she had no control over her awakening body. 
Part of her mind was screaming at her: Filthy! Filthy! That's what you are 
for liking it, for liking What he's doing to you. But, another part of her 
was beyond caring about that, all it wanted was for the incredible 
sensations to continue. And, that second part of her was stronger than the 
first. 

And, behind all of the confusion in her head was the constant heat and 
pressure in her bowels where he had pumped her ass full of hot water. It was 
almost too much for her to remember that she couldn't let her asshole relax, 
not unless she wanted to lick up her own shit. The tortured little teenager 
sucked and licked at the steadily moving cock as her stepfather played with 
her cunt and made her feel things she had never thought of before. 

He shifted his hand, ground the heel of it against her swollen clitoris as 
he worked a finger into the tightness of her virginal cunt. Patty snorted 
her pleasure through her flared nostrils and sucked harder at the cock her 
face was impaled upon. Her tongue raced around and around the mushroomy head 
and the turgid barrel as Tony commenced to frig her. 

"You love it, don't you?" Tony chided her as he worked a second finger into 
her pussy. Patty tried to protest that she didn't, but her body realized 
that it was a lie. Even sucking his cock wasn't as bad as she had thought it 
was going to be. If she had been in a different position, if her ass hadn't 
been filled with the hot water, she might have been able to find some 
satisfaction and enjoyment from the act she was being forced to perform. 

The thrills grew stronger and stronger in her body as he worked his fingers, 
expertly, against her virginal cunt. Patty's tongue was growing tired and 
her jaws were starting to ache from being stretched so wide, but there was 
nothing she could do but continue to mouth his cock the way he wanted. As 
long as he was frigging her pussy, she could do no less. Never in her entire 
life had anybody done anything to her that was as thrilling as what Tony was 
doing with the hand between her legs. 

His cock started swelling even larger than it had been. At first, Patty 
couldn't figure out what was happening. Then she remembered how Roy's cock 
had grown just before it had spurted that white stuff against her. Tony 
couldn't be going to spurt that stuff in my mouth, could he? she asked 
herself. No, he couldn't, she thought, he couldn't be that mean. 

But he could. Not only could he be that mean, he was. His cock exploded and 
the hot, sticky stuff was in her mouth. It tasted salty and Patty was sure 
she was going to throw-up if he didn't remove his cock from her mouth and 
let her spit the stuff out. But, he was pushing his cock deeper and 
squeezing her neck. "Swallow it swallow it, you little bitch," he snarled. 

With tears streaming down her face, Patty did as she was told. To her 
surprise, the stuff didn't taste as bad as she had expected it to. The next 
time his cock spurted, she swallowed without waiting for him to tell her to 
do so. 

"YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Tony moaned as he rubbed her pussy faster and 
harder, making her ass turn tight little circles in the air as he thrilled 
her more and more. 

As she'd seated herself on the commode and let the water start to drain from 
her tormented bowels, she had remembered how good it had felt to have his 
fingers against her cunt. Almost involuntarily, her own hand slid across her 
slightly rounded belly and touched the still erect nubbin of flesh at the 
upper part of her snatch. "Aaaaaahhhhh.", she had sighed as she had felt the 
same thrills coarse through her body Faster and faster she had rubbed her 
cunt, uncaring that Tony was standing in the doorway, watching her with 
lust-filled eyes as she fingered her own cunt. 

"Tomorrow I'll give you another lesson in what a cock is for," he told her, 
when she had finally emptied her ass of the soapy water. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Patty awoke in the middle of the night, her breath caught in her throat. For 
a moment, just before she'd awakened, she'd thought that Tony was after her 
again. 

As soon as she became fully awake, she relaxed. Tony couldn't get her, he 
didn't even know where she was. She smiled to herself in the darkness at 
that thought: Tony doesn't know where I am. Even Mom doesn't know where I 
am. 

After she had finished emptying her bowels of water, Tony had grinned at her 
and sauntered away. Humiliated that she had been so excited that she had 
played with herself before his eyes, Patty had stripped away the scraps of 
her pajama panties and dashed down the hall to her room. Once inside, she 
had leaned against the door until she'd been able to control the shaking of 
her body. He'll never do that to me again, she had sworn to herself. 

Shortly after that, she had heard the front door shut and then the car had 
started. Tony was off for a few beers, the way he was most nights. Her 
mother worked from two in the afternoon until ten at night and didn't get 
home until ten-thirty. Tony usually came in shortly before that. Patty 
glanced at her watch and saw that there were three hours before either of 
them would be home. 

Taking an overnight bag from her closet, she filled it with clothes. 

Once the bag was filled, she moved to the master bedroom. Her mother always 
had some money hidden away for an emergency that required cash when the 
banks were closed. Although her mother didn't know it, Patty was aware of 
the hiding place and quickly extracted the eighty dollars. Within twenty 
minutes of the time Tony had left the house, Patty was on a bus, heading 
across the city to the one place she could think of that would offer her 
refuge. 

If her uncle was surprised to see her at his door with a bag in her hand, he 
didn't let on. "Hey, child, what're' you doing here?" he asked as he let her 
enter the apartment. 

"I got tired of Tony hassling me and left," Patty explained. "I was hoping I 
could stay here until things got cooled down." 

"Sure," her uncle, Larry, agreed. Patty had been certain he would let her 
stay with him and his current old-lady. She knew he was supposed to be 
married to this girl, but she wasn't sure and neither was her mother, 
Larry's sister. It seemed that Larry's ladies changed with regular 
frequency. Her mother didn't approve of her younger brother's behavior. 

Furthermore, Patty knew that Larry didn't like Tony, so he would enjoy 
making him look bad. "What happened?" Larry asked her as they went into the 
living room of the apartment. 

Patty looked around for Paula, wondering where she was. She'd only met Paula 
once and didn't want to reveal how Tony had abused and mistreated her while 
the woman was around. Larry caught her glance and said: "Paula's out walking 
the dog." 

Blushing, Patty recounted what had transpired earlier that evening. All her 
uncle did was say he could understand why she had left home. "I'll talk to 
sis in a day or so, tell her what you've just told me and see what she wants 
to do. I don't blame you for not wanting to go back there if that creep's 
going to act that way. Sis'll either have to get rid of him, or make 
arrangements for you to either live somewhere else or go to a boarding 
school." 

"I could live here," Patty was quick to suggest. 

"Well, maybe," was all her uncle had answered. Then they had chatted about 
inconsequential things until Paula had returned with Duke, a German 
shepherd. The dog immediately took a liking to Patty, much to the amusement 
of the adults. There was something funny about that, but she still didn't 
know what it was. 

Larry and Paula had been planning to send out for a pizza, so her unexpected 
arrival hadn't caused any changes in their plans for the evening. They had 
watched TV until the news was over and then all three of them had retired. 

Patty wondered what time it was. Her watch didn't glow in the dark, so she 
had no way of telling unless she turned on the light and she didn't want to 
do that. What she wanted to do, what she had to do, was pee. 

She swung her legs out of bed and rose to her feet, wondering if she ought 
to put something on for the trip down the hall to the bath. For the first 
time in her life, Patty was sleeping nude, because Tony had shredded the 
only clean pajamas she'd had. No, she decided, it's late enough that they'll 
be asleep, I'll just go like this. 

The hallway was carpeted and she made no noise as she went to the bathroom. 
Then, as she started back to the spare bedroom, she heard a muffled groan 
coming from the other room. What was that? she asked herself, turning her 
head. 

The door to the other bedroom was ajar enough for her to see in from where 
she was standing and there was enough light coming in through the window for 
her to be aware of what was going on inside the room. 

At first, Patty couldn't believe her eyes. She blinked and shook her head, 
trying to make the scene change. But, it didn't. Paula remained curled over 
Larry's body, her head bobbing rhythmically up and down over his loins. At 
first, Patty couldn't understand what the woman was doing. Then it dawned on 
her: Paula was doing the same thing to Larry that she had been forced to do 
to Tony. But, Larry wasn't forcing Paula to do it. And, from the way Paula 
was acting, she was enjoying what she was doing. 

Oooooooohhhhhhhhh, the bemused little nymphet thought, how can she stand it? 
Maybe it's because she loves him, she answered herself. Then she was forced 
to ask herself if she could do such a thing to a man she loved and she was 
forced to concede that she probably could: After all, it hadn't been as 
nasty as she'd imagined it would. Actually, the little redheaded sixteen 
year old admitted, it wasn't all that bad, particularly when Tony started 
touching me. 

As her eyes adjusted to peering into the dimly lit room, she was aware that 
Larry had his hand between Paula's legs, that he was sawing his fingers in 
and out of the woman's cunt. Patty could understand how Paula could suck 
Larry's cock, if he was giving her those glorious feelings that she had 
experienced under her stepfather's hand. 

Larry was tugging at Paula's hips and she was shifting her position, going 
up on her knees and elbows. She shuffled around on the bed and then threw 
one leg across Larry's body. A moment later, he was pulling her body down 
atop his solidly. Paula just continued to bob her head over the stiff cock 
of her lover, or husband; Patty hadn't asked her uncle whether he and Paula 
were married or just living together. 

What is he doing? she asked herself. Then, like a bolt of lightning, the 
answer popped into her mind: He's kissing her cunt! 

The very idea made Patty's knees grow weak. Golly, she thought, how could he 
stand to do it? 

It didn't appear to be bothering him. And, hadn't he urged Paula to take the 
position she was in? He must be enjoying it. The idea raised interesting 
questions in the sixteen-year-old girl's mind. If it felt good to have her 
cunt rubbed, wouldn't it feel even better to have it kissed? Golly, she 
thought, I wonder if anybody'll ever do that to me? 

Just thinking about having her pussy kissed made Patty start to feel the 
same way she had when Roy had been kissing and caressing her. She could feel 
her breasts start to swell and the nipples were growing stiff. Furthermore, 
her own pussy was starting to get hot and wet, the way it had earlier when 
she and Roy had been making out. 

Her breathing was becoming shallower, faster. Tremors coursed through the 
sixteen-year-old girl's body as she watched the two in the bed move against 
each other. Paula's legs were in the air from the knees and Patty could tell 
whenever Larry did something that Paula liked, for her feet waved around at 
those times. 

Then Larry's hips rose in the air and stayed there. For a moment, Patty 
stared without comprehension. Ohhhhhhhh! she suddenly thought, 
understanding: He's cumming. He's shooting that stuff into her mouth. From 
the fact that Paula's head remained where it was, covering two-thirds of her 
uncle's cock, Patty surmised that the older girl was swallowing the hot gobs 
of semen. I guess it's alright to do it then, she decided. Paula must know 
enough not to do it if it can hurt you. 

I wonder if Larry's stuff tastes different than Tony's? SHE ASKED HERSELF. 
There was, she realized only one way she would ever find out and she blushed 
as she realized she was actually wondering if she'd ever get a chance to 
suck her uncle's cock. Boy, you're getting disgusting, she told herself. 
But, it didn't help. She was still jealous of Paula's ability, and right, to 
be involved, sexually, with Larry. Patty didn't know it, but she was horny 
for the first time in her young life. 

Inside the bedroom, Paula was moving, reversing herself on the bed so her 
feet pointed to the door again. Patty trembled as she gazed at her uncle's 
cock for the first time. It seemed to her that it was even longer and 
thicker than Tony's. I wonder if he'd let me play with it the way I did with 
Roy's? Patty asked herself as she twisted her jaunty breasts harshly while 
waiting for the couple on the bed to do something more. She was certain they 
weren't through for the night. 

She was right. Paula pressed her mouth to Larry's and he ran his hands over 
her curvacious body, tweaking her nipples and stroking her cunt again as she 
caught his still hard cock and stroked it up and down in her hand. 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Patty thought, they're going to fuck. 

Like most girls her age, she was aware of the terminology of sex; and she 
was also aware that there were several ways for men and women to join their 
bodies, although she hadn't been sure exactly how any of them worked. Now. 
it appeared, she was about to find out one of the ways. Her breath caught in 
her throat as she saw Paula swab her cunt with the head of Larry's cock at a 
faster rate. 

"Do it. do it," Larry moaned against Paula's mouth. She continued to tease 
him for a moment, then steered his cock back along her pussy. 

Patty could tell hen Paula started taking the stiff cock into her body 
because she could watch it disappear. Down, down, down the older girl 
lowered her body, until she had completely engulfed the stiff cock. 
"OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Larry cried. 

"Ssssssssshhhhhhhhh," Paula warned him, "you'll wake the kid." 

"Forgot about her being here," Larry mumbled. "And you squeeze so nice 
around my cock."" "Only because it feels so good inside me," Paula retorted. 
She began scooting her ass up and down his loins, sliding his big cock in 
and out of her pussy. Her breasts were still caressing Larry's chest and he 
was kneading the ample flesh of her ass. Paula was an abundantly endowed 
young lady, but she wasn't fat. She was taller than Larry, who was about 
5'10" in height, and proportioned accordingly. Her breasts were massive and 
her hips were wide, while her legs were on the stocky side. Still, she was a 
sexy-looking woman. Even Patty, who rarely gave much thought to other women, 
had to admit that. 

Her knees started getting weak and she sank to a crouched position. It was 
wrong of her, she knew, to be watching Larry and Paula as they fucked, but 
she couldn't tear herself away. There was so much about sex that she didn't 
know that she could pass up an opportunity to learn. 

Her own pussy was wet and itching and the trembling little nymphet supported 
herself on one straightened arm while she reached back with the other and 
commenced to massage her pussy. 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, it feels soooo goooooood, she thought as she ran her fingers 
up and down the length of her sparsely-haired cunt. It feels better than 
anything I've ever felt. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

In the bedroom, Paula was pushing herself up. Once her arms were straight, 
she leaned forward, dangling one of her breasts over Larry's mouth. Even 
from the hallway, Patty could hear as he sucked at the spiked end of the 
breast. Golly, the bemused little redhead thought, I wonder what it feels 
like to have your titties sucked on? 

As the idea fixed itself in her mind, Patty rolled her stiffened nipples 
between her thumbs and forefingers. Golly, it feels good, the pubescent 
girl-child thought. While she had hated the way Tony had treated her, she 
had to admit that he, as well as Roy, had taught her the most interesting 
things about her body. I can't wait until I find somebody else that wants to 
teach me sexy things, the girl thought as she rolled and tugged her erect 
nipples. 

Her breasts felt firmer, fuller, than they had when she'd first put her 
hands on them, only minutes ago. And, the heat and itching between her 
thighs was growing stronger. Unconsciously, Patty's hips began to undulate 
back and forth as she knelt on the rug and watched the amorous couple in the 
dimly lit room. 

Paula had removed her breast from Larry's mouth and straightened herself 
over him. Now, as Patty watched, she started lifting and lowering herself 
over the towering spear of his hard cock. The horny little girl watched with 
growing delight as the older girl pumped her ample ass up and down over 
Larry's loins, his slickened cock appearing and then vanishing into the maw 
of her cunt. 

Again, Patty dug her trembling fingers into the flesh of her legs. This 
time, when she moved her hands, she didn't return them to her aching breasts 
however. Instead, she slid her hands up her thighs until they met the sparse 
thicket of hair that surmounted her cunt. 

Tentatively, Patty dug her fingers into the juicy slit of her hot pussy. Her 
breath caught in her throat as she felt a burst of sensation explode deep in 
her belly, and she had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning aloud, so 
pleasurable was the touch. 

With one hand, she spread the swollen lips of her pussy, amazed at how 
sensitive they were. Before, the only times Patty had touched her cunt had 
been to wipe herself after peeing. This was something entirely different. 
Even as naive as Patty was, she realized that. 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, golly, golly! Patty thought as she brushed her fingertip 
across the sensitive bud of her clitoris again. Nothing in her life had ever 
felt so good nothing. Why didn't I know about this before? she asked herself 
as she continued to frig her pussy. 

Her hips were moving in a steady rhythm of their own volition. To and fro 
they moved, duplicating the motion of fucking, although the sixteen-year-old 
redhead didn't know that. All she knew was she couldn't keep her hips still 
and that each time she touched herself in that certain spot, her hips 
snapped forward. 

Patty soon found that she could use the fingers on one hand to both hold her 
pussy lips apart and frig herself, making it unnecessary for her to keep 
both hands at her cunt. She lifted the other hand and seized one of her 
aching breasts squeezing it forcefully. 

Each time she touched her throbbing clitoris, the desire to cry out her 
pleasure grew stronger. The nubile little girl grabbed a large hunk of her 
hair and stuffed it into her mouth to muffle any sound that might escape 
from her throat unchecked. No matter what happened, she didn't want the 
couple on the bed to become aware that she was kneeling in the darkened 
hall, watching them as Paula rode her pussy up and down over Larry's rampant 
cock. 

Even from the hall, Patty could hear the squishy sounds that the older 
girl's cunt made as it rose and fell around the towering cock. Her breathing 
was growing ever faster and shallower, but Patty wasn't aware of that. 

Inside the bedroom, Larry shifted one of his hands from Paula's jouncing 
breasts to her fleshy ass. His fingers delved into the deep rear cleavage 
and Paula as she felt him begin to tease her asshole. "Ohhhhhhhhh, you 
bastard," she groaned lovingly, "stick that finger up my ass." 

The words reached Patty and she recoiled slightly, remembering the enema she 
had been given only hours earlier. Then, she recalled how exciting it had 
felt when the nozzle had been forced into her butt. Maybe penetration that 
wasn't followed by all that hov water would not be all that bad, she 
decided. She shifted the hand from her breast and let her fingers pry the 
taut cheeks of her ass apart. Slowly, she caressed the crack of her ass, 
then reached the puckered rosette of her asshole and let the exploring 
finger linger. 

After a moment, Patty began to press her finger forward. For a brief moment, 
there was resistance; then the finger slid into her bowels. Her body 
shuddered convulsively and her head reeled from the sudden onslaught of 
pleasure that swept over her nerves. Gollllleeeeeeeeeeeeee, the bemused 
little nymphet thought as she eased the finger in her ass, back, then pushed 
it forward again. 

Slowly, she finger fucked her asshole while rubbing her middle finger across 
her clitoris. Her hips moved faster and faster and she was soon riding the 
finger into her asshole with increased speed. 

"Uhhh!" Paula cried, her body trembling over Larry's hips. Patty, 
instinctively, realized that the older girl was cumming. Are they going to 
stop? she asked herself. 

No. Even as Paula shuddered and collapsed over her man's body, he was 
wrapping his arms and legs with hers and rolling, taking her under him until 
she was flat on her back. Her long legs rose in the air and flailed 
helplessly as he started ramming his big cock into her steaming cunt. 

Patty drove her fingers harder against the swollen nub of her clitoris. Her 
own pert little breasts were bouncing up and down as her body writhed 
uncontrollably. Golly, golly, I can hardly wait until somebody fucks me, the 
horny little girl-child thought. 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Patty thought as she commenced to saw the finger in her 
tight little pussy back and forth. The thrill of having her body penetrated 
at two places was almost overwhelming. 

Still, the sensations she was producing in herself were nothing to those she 
received next. As she continued to frig her cunt and asshole, Patty decided 
she could perform both operations with one hand and have another free to 
resume fondling her breasts. 

Patty scissored the two fingers in her pussy, shivering as she stretched the 
walls of her vaginal passage. God, she thought, I don't know whether I'd 
have been able to stand it if Tony had made me feel this good. If he'd felt 
me up like this and not stuck all that hot water up my ass, I might even 
have let him fuck me. Not that she could have prevented Tony from taking her 
cherry if he had decided to do so; tied the way she had been, she would just 
have had to allow him to do whatever he'd wanted. But, if he had merely 
fondled her and then fucked her, without giving her the enema; she probably 
wouldn't have run away. She probably would've waited to see what else he had 
in mind doing to her. If he had merely fondled and fucked her without tying 
her up, she would have stayed. 

She cupped her free hand under one of her small breasts and began brushing 
her thumb across the spikey nipple as she worked the fingers about in her 
cunt and asshole. God, she thought, I hope I don't have to wait a long time 
before I get fucked for real. 

Patty's lithe little body was shaking harder each time she moved her fingers 
in, or on, herself. The nubile little redhead was amazed at just how much 
sensation she was capable of enduring. Each time she thought she wouldn't be 
able to take another jolt of pleasurable thrills, she found out that she 
could stand more than she had suspected. 

Her body shuddered harder than it had before and her senses reeled as her 
breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she couldn't think, couldn't 
feel; there was nothing but a dull red light in her head and a feeling in 
her body, particularly in her cunt, that was indescribable. So intense was 
the thrill of her cumming that Patty slumped forward and extended the arm 
that had been on her breasts to support herself. Almost mindlessly, she 
continued to drive the fingers into her pussy and asshole. 

In the bedroom, Larry pulled his massive cock out of Paula's cunt and rocked 
back until he was sitting on his heels. He caught Paula's legs and bent them 
back over her body, until her toes were resting on the mattress next to her 
head. 

Pushing his thumb into the voluptuous blonde's asshole, and driving a couple 
of fingers into her gushing cunt, Larry leaned forward and started to suck 
at her engorged mons veneris and the hot, swollen bud of her clitoris. 

" A AA A AA A A A A A A A AHHH H H H H H!" HHHHHHHH!" Paula moaned. Quickly, 
she pressed her hand over her mouth to prevent a repetition of the cry from 
escaping, for she had remembered that Patty was, she supposed, sleeping 
across the hall. 

Patty could actually hear the sucking of her uncle against his girlfriend's 
cunt. The sound filled her tender young ears and added to the lustfulness 
that was infecting her. Patty chewed on the tresses she had stuffed in her 
mouth and drove her fingers faster and more lasciviously into her cunt and 
asshole as she dug the fingers of her other hand into the resilient flesh of 
her pert, lemon-sized breasts. 

On the bed, Larry pulled the fingers from Paula's steaming hole and worked 
them into her asshole as he thrust his tongue into the wet maw of the girl's 
pussy. Paula writhed and squirmed under the ferocious onslaught of her 
lover's mouth and fingers. He was getting her super-turned-on and Paula knew 
why. But just thinking about what Larry was going to be doing to her in a 
matter of moments was enough to excite the voluptuous blonde. 

He levered himself over her and Paula moaned with delighted anticipation as 
she felt the slick head of his cock nudge between the plump cheeks of her 
ass. "Yyyyyeeeeesssssssssssss," she hissed. "Yyyyyyyeeeeesssssssssss! Put it 
up my ass." 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the voyeuristic little redhead said to herself as 
she heard what Paula was asking for. How can she stand it, being so wicked? 
Still, the idea of getting fucked in the ass excited Patty just as much as 
it had excited Paula. The nubile little sixteen-year-old girl drove the 
finger in her ass even deeper into her bowels and wiggled it about 
frantically. 

Larry had sunk half of his broad cock into Paula's asshole and was humping 
the bloated glans further and further into her writhing body. From past 
experience, he knew he'd be able to run all of his cock into Paula's plump 
ass without her voicing any objection. 

He ground his loins against hers as he fucked her harder and faster, making 
slapping sounds as his flat belly came into violent contact with Paula's 
fleshy ass. Her mouth was greedy against his and she was dueling her tongue 
with the thick invader he thrust back and forth in and out of her mouth. 

Behind him, in the hall, Patty was grinding the heel of her hand "against 
the engorged lips of her cunt and against the erect nubbin of her clitoris. 
The dull red light was spreading inside her mind and she was shaking like a 
leaf. 

"Larry, Larry," Paula moaned under her lover's mouth as she felt his cock 
swelling in her bowels, "Ohhhhhhhhh, come on, baby, cum in me. Cum in my 
ass." 

Larry's pile-driving hips slammed against her once more and he froze, 
jetting his hot semen into her asshole. 

"UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!" he growled as he shuddered and spurted more cum into 
Paula's bottom. 

Realizing that Larry was cumming was enough to trigger Patty. Unmindful of 
the nearness of the lewd couple, she creamed in delight as she slid forward 
into a crumpled heap on the thick carpet. On the bed, both Larry and Paula 
sprang to a position of awareness. "What the hell was that?" Larry asked, 
bewildered. 

"It sounded like somebody was cumming," Paula mused aloud. "Somebody in the 
hall." 

They looked at each other and thought the same thing: Patty! With a sigh, 
they slid from the bed and crossed the room. When Larry flicked on the 
light, they discovered that their suspicions had been well-founded. The 
sixteen-year-old girl was still curled in a heap at the door. "I wonder how 
long she'd been out here?" Larry mused aloud. 

"Long enough to bring herself off three or four times," Paula answered. He 
turned and gave her a funny look. "Look," she explained, "even if she didn't 
know anything, one cum wouldn't be enough to make her pass out like this." 
Patty was still unconscious. 

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Larry conceded. He bent and lifted the 
unconscious girl in his arms, then carried her across the hall and lowered 
her to the bed she had been sleeping in earlier. Once she was reposed, he 
stepped aside to let the light play across her unconcealed form. "I'll be 
damned," he muttered. "I didn't think the kid was that sexy." 

Paula brushed past him with a damp washcloth. She cleaned the cuntal fluids 
from Patty's thighs and pussy, then lifted her hand to wash the fingers that 
had been in her. 

Larry had noticed how Paula's hands had lingered at Patty's cunt and he 
grinned at his mistress as he drew her from the room. "Don't worry.", he 
suggested as he ran his hand over the tall blonde's ass, "I think you'll get 
your chance with Patty." 

"You're planning on getting yours, aren't you?" Paula retorted. 

"Now I am," Larry admitted. "I hadn't made up my mind before now. But yeah, 
I'm planning on getting next to her. And, just as soon as possible." He dug 
his fingers into the pliant flesh of the voluptuous girl's ass as they 
reached their bed. "Did you dig how young she looks?" he asked, as he 
stretched out on the bed. 

"Yeah," Paula agreed. "And, I can bet I know what you've got in mind." 

"Right now, what I have in mind is screwing again," Larry said. He pulled 
her into his arms and they kissed hungrily as they began caressing each 
other. Before long, he was rolling into the saddle of her loins and 
thrusting his massive cock into her cunt. But, although they pleased each 
other, both were thinking of Patty and the future, rather than of the person 
they were fucking and the present. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Patty came awake bewildered. Where am I? she thought. Then she remembered 
all that happened the day before and blushed. And, when she recalled what 
had happened the previous night, she really blushed; for, she realized that, 
since she was in bed, she must have been carried there. How horrible, she 
told herself, for Larry and Paula to see me naked in the hall after I 
fainted. I ... I wonder if I still had my fingers in myself? 

Experimentally, Patty lifted her hand and sniffed at her fingers. There was 
no telltale residue and she realized that either Larry or Paula must have 
cleaned her up after she'd been put back to bed. 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, she moaned to herself as the full impact of her memory 
sank home. They know I was watching them fuck! I'll bet neither Larry nor 
Paula will ever speak to me again. 

Just then, to prove her wrong, Paula pushed open the door and said 
cheerfully: "Are you going to sleep all day? Or could you like some coffee 
and hot doughnuts?" 

Hot doughnuts?" Patty exclaimed. "Where'd you get them?" They were such a 
favorite of hers that she leaped from the bed, unmindful of the fact that 
she was naked. It was only after she was standing before the older girl that 
it struck her and she moved her hands as if to shield herself before she 
remembered that it was too late, that this was probably the second time that 
Paula had seen her naked. In her mind, she refused to recognize the fact 
that Larry would have needed no assistance in returning her to the bed, or 
in cleaning her body of the juices she had caused her cunt to leak through 
her frigging of herself. 

Because Patty was wearing a halter and cut-offs, Patty got into a similar 
outfit. There was a disquieting something nagging her that she couldn't put 
her finger on. It was only as she started toward the kitchen that she 
realized what it was: For the first time in her life, she was skipping 
school. Well, it was the first time she'd ever run away from home, too. 
Remembering that made skipping school seem less important. 

"Do you know if Larry called my mom?" Patty asked as she entered the 
kitchen. 

Paula shook her head. "No. He wanted to wait a couple of days to let her 
worry about where you were...." It was obvious that there was something more 
that Paula could've added, but that she'd refrained from mentioning it. 
Patty started to ask what it was, but the older girl slid a plate of 
doughnuts before her and asked how she liked her coffee. Patty got too 
involved in eating to inquire why else Larry hadn't called her mother. 

"Are you and Larry married?" Patty asked Paula, when she'd had five 
doughnuts and managed, although just barely, to refrain from taking another. 

"Not with a preacher and all that," Paula admitted. "We feel good when we're 
together, so we stay together. But, either of us can go off with somebody 
else any time we want and the other won't get upset." 

"Oh!" Patty said. Well, it doesn't matter, she told herself, I still think 
she's nice. 

"What'd you do before you met Larry?" she asked, succumbing to the 
temptation of another doughnut. 

"Lived out in the country on a farm. I came to town to get a job and stay 
with a couple of friends. But, they'd changed and I didn't like the people 
they were hanging around with," Paula said. "I met Larry and decided I liked 
him better than my old friends, so I moved in with him when he asked me to. 
I haven't regretted it a bit," she added. As before, when she'd been 
discussing her relationship with Larry, Paula seemed to be saying more than 
her words conveyed, but Patty couldn't catch what the undertone was supposed 
to be telling her. 

"Larry is a great guy, isn't he?" Patty murmured. 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," Paula agreed. 

There was silence for a few moments, with both girls deep in their own 
thoughts. Then Patty asked: "How old do you have to be before you can start 
fucking?" 

"Old enough to want to," Paula answered, without hesitation. "Old enough to 
know what fucking is and want to try it." 

"Oh," Patty replied. I guess I'm old enough then, she thought. 

"Why?" Paula queried. "Are you thinking of doing rather than watching?" "Wha 
... what do you mean?" Patty stammered, trying to pretend she was more 
innocent than she was. 

"Oh, come on, Patty," Paula protested. "I know what you were doing out in 
the hall last night." She winked at the youngster. "You were playing with 
yourself while you were watching Larry and me." 

Paula shook her head. "It wasn't the first time somebody's seen me 
screwing," she said. "Wasn't the first time somebody's watched Larry 
either." 

"In fact," she continued, "the first time I ever saw Larry, he was screwing 
another girl. I looked at him and decided that I wanted him to fuck me, too. 
So, I waited until he'd finished with the girl he was fucking and offered 
myself to him. He decided that he wanted to fuck me, so we did it." 

The audacity of the idea alarmed Patty, but the prospect appealed to her. 
Her uncle was a formidable looking man, not exactly handsome, but strong, 
with regular features and a ready smile. He reminded her of the type of man 
who played the hero's best friend in movies, or the type who played the guy 
who was a villain until the last and who died after performing some noble 
deed to make up for all his wrong-doing. It would be very exciting to lie 
beneath him and have him pump his cock into her tight cunt, more exciting 
than it would be to fuck anybody else that she knew. And that included Roy 
Williams. 

Still, he was her uncle; she wasn't supposed to want to fuck him, much less 
think about actually letting him do it to her. It was wrong for girls to 
fuck their uncles, it had to be. 

"Before I moved in with Larry," Paula said, reminiscing, "I used to work a 
live sex-show. I get off on having somebody or myself watch when I'm doing 
something sexy, either with somebody or to myself." 

"Want me to do the act for you?" Patty offered. Without waiting for Patty to 
answer, she rose and unfastened her cut-offs, then pushed them and her 
panties to her feet and kicked them off. Seating herself on the table, she 
reached behind her back and undid her halter as she let her thighs fall away 
from each other to the utmost. 

Patty got her first good look at the other girl's pussy. It was thickly 
covered with blonde hair and the lips were a dark red, with the interior 
only slightly paler. Paula's clitoris was a prominent bud and Patty wondered 
if it was naturally oversized or if what she was getting ready to do had 
excited the blonde enough that it had swollen. 

As she spoke, Paula lifted her hands and swept the halter away from her 
large breasts. She cupped the full mounds in her hands and brushed her 
thumbs across the nipples, making them stir and commence to swell. 
"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!" she moaned. As an aside, she told Patty: "There was a 
mike above us and speakers in the rooms where the customers were and we had 
to make a lot of noise, moaning and talking about how we wished there was a 
man around." 

Slowly, Paula commenced to manipulate her breasts about, squeezing and 
twisting the heavy mounds as she moaned: "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I wish I had 
somebody here to kiss my titties." 

By lifting one of her breasts and ducking her head, Paula was able to run 
her extended tongue over her own nipple. Patty could hardly believe it. I 
wonder what it's like to have great big tits like that? she asked herself as 
her eyes dropped to the small mounds hidden under her halter. It was 
something she would never know for her mother was small breasted and Patty 
was sure her breasts would never be more than adequate. 

Paula was licking the end of her other breast and her belly was rippling 
somewhat as she commenced to stroke her spread thighs. All she was doing was 
massaging her legs with her fingertips, but it was having an effect on her. 
Patty could actually smell the odor of the juices that were starting to 
dampen Paula's cunt. 

As she worked one hand against her breasts and the other upon her thighs, 
making sure that her hand didn't obscure her cunt, Paula continued to make 
erotic noises. Actually, she had performed the act so many times that she 
could do it without conscious thought and, while she was presenting the act 
before Patty's widened eyes, she was actually thinking of other things, such 
as her earlier life. 

Paula had been fifteen when she'd run away from home and she had been fairly 
innocent. Her innocence hadn't lasted long; she had surrendered her 
virginity to the guy that had been giving her a ride and hadn't regretted it 
all. In fact, she had loved fucking as soon as she'd been initiated into it. 
If she hadn't landed a job doing sex-shows, she probably would have become a 
hooker. Paula envied whores for getting paid to screw. 

Curling all but her middle-finger under her hand, Paula rested the fist 
against her engorged mons veneris and commenced nudging her erect clitoris 
with the end of the middle finger. "OOOOOOOOOOOHH!" she squealed 
passionately, "I wish there was a man around to love me up, I'm soooooooo 
horny." 

Faster and faster, Paula worked her fingertips against her hot, swollen 
clitoris. In her mind, she was reliving another of her favorite fantasies: 
She was held, naked, against the ground and man after man was lowering 
himself to her writhing body and thrusting his hard cock into her 
well-lubricated cunt, then fucking her until she came, only to be replaced 
by another man who repeated the performance. At one time, Paula had been so 
interested in learning how many times she could cum in one period that she 
had considered finding a motorcycle gang that would let her pull a train for 
them, as the bikers called it when one girl took on the entire membership of 
the club. However, one of the girls that Paula had been sharing an apartment 
with at the time had persuaded her that it would be safer for her to use a 
vibrator to test her capacity. Paula had cum over seventy times before the 
experiment had had to be curtailed because she'd had to go to work. 

She shifted her hand and worked her finger against her clitoris from another 
angle. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" she sighed, deep in her throat, "it feels 
sooooo gooooooo!" 

Lifting her thighs from the table, Paula pushed a finger into her cunt and 
another into her asshole. That always got the customers excited, seeing a 
girl finger her asshole. There had been a lot of customers who had tried to 
find out about her after seeing her masturbate before them. Paula wouldn't 
have minded getting together with them, but the management wouldn't allow if 
for fear that it would be too blatant a move. Of course, the same people 
owned a massage parlor right down the street that got a lot of men who 
hadn't been satisfied with what they could do to themselves in the tiny 
cubicles that surrounded the show-rooms; so. maybe the owners hadn't wanted 
to cut into their profits by making it possible for the customers and the 
performers to get together. 

Patty wanted to tear her eyes away from the lewd spectacle but couldn't. All 
she could do was watch and remember how great it had been when her own pussy 
had been fondled. Unconsciously, she pressed her coltish thighs together and 
squirmed in her chair, rubbing her cunt against the shifting cloth of her 
cut-offs. Inside her halter, her breasts were beginning to swell and the 
nipples were excited by the contact with the cloth that covered them. 

Paula noticed the younger girl's growing excitement and smiled to herself. 
This is going to be easy, she thought. The idea pleased her more than she 
wanted to admit, for there were aspects to her personality that disturbed 
her. Still, those aspects were part of her nature and Paula had learned that 
it was better to appease that part of her nature than it was to deny it. 
When she had, in the past, failed to give in to the hungers within her. it 
had left her out of sorts for days on end. 

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Paula moaned as she sawed the two fingers in and out of 
her body faster and harder. Unconsciously, Patty rubbed her thighs together 
with more strength, more pressure, as she watched Paula's lewd exhibition. 
Patty's action only served to intensify the itching in her cunt. 

As if she were reading Patty's mind, Paula explained: "I like doing it when 
people are watching me, remember? I guess you can tell that by now. I like 
it a whole lot when I know they're watching me." The last was an obvious 
reference to Patty's nocturnal peeking. But, before the sixteen year old 
could apologize, Paula went on: "I even let some people take movies of me 
and a guy fucking. That was a gas. And, I got paid for it," she added, 
making it apparent that the money was of small importance. 

"Wha ... what kind of a movie was that? Patty asked in her innocence, Her 
head was reeling: Paula looked so normal, but Patty couldn't imagine anybody 
who really was normal enjoying having somebody watch them as they frigged 
themselves or screwed, much less allowing someone to film it. 

"A loop," Paula explained. "In it, I was out in this garden and I started 
feeling myself up, then this guy came along and he played with me for a 
while and then we screwed." 

"What's a loop?" Patty asked. 

"An eight-millimeter film that's hooked together so it'll show over and over 
again without anyobdy touching the machine. Have you ever seen those places 
that have what they call mini-movies? You know, those adult bookstores. 
Well, you put in a quarter and get to see part of the film. If you want to 
see more, you have to put more quarters in the machine. That was the kind of 
movie I was in. I hope lots of people saw it." She was still running her 
fingers in and out of her cunt and asshole, still rubbing the ball of her 
thumb against her swollen clit. 

 OH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Paula moaned. A red flush spread from her loins 
over her body and she was trembling harder. The aroma of aroused cunt became 
stronger in Patty's nostrils and she knew that Paula had just made herself 
cum. 

Golly, she thought, golly. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Patty tried to pull her eyes away from the soggy maw of Paula's cunt as the 
girl let her hand drop away. She found she couldn't. She tried to push 
herself to her feet so she could flee the room, but her muscles were watery 
and all she could do was sit there, her breathing loud in her ears, desire 
pounding at her body so intensely it was like someone was beating her with a 
sledgehammer. 

She moaned involuntarily. Her cunt felt as if it were on fire. 
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, the bemused sixteen year old thought, I can't stand it any 
longer, I've got to touch myself and make this stop. Again she tried to push 
herself to her feet. This time she was successful and she staggered toward 
the door to the kitchen, her steps unsteady and her breathing erratic. 

She was stumbling, her eyes unfocused. Her hands flailed at the air. All she 
could think of was to reach the privacy of the bedroom she was using so she 
could divest herself of clothing and stroke her aching flesh until the awful 
hunger in it abated. 

"Patty!" 

The voice reached her faintly, but the strength of it caused her to stop, 
one hand clutching the back of a couch for support. A second later Paula was 
standing behind her. "Where are you going?" the older girl asked. 

"I ... I...." she couldn't speak, her throat was too dry. All she could 
think of was the raging hunger in her body. 

"You're just super-turned-on, aren't you?" Paula asked, in a gentle voice, 
one of her hands resting on Patty's shoulder. The younger girl could only 
nod. 

"Poor baby," Paula murmured, brushing her fingers across Patty's flushed 
face. "But why are you running off? Why don't you just let me help you?" 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Patty moaned, unable to do anything else. She wanted to 
do as Paula suggested, without really knowing what it was that the older 
girl was suggesting, but something held her back. It's not supposed to be 
like that, she told herself. It's wrong. 

"Here," Paula murmured. "Let me make you more comfortable." Her fingers 
undid the knots that held the halter against her immature breasts. 
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, you are turned- on, aren't you?" the older girl whispered as 
she looked down over the girl-child's body and saw her stiffened nipples. 

All Patty could do was hide her face behind the curtain of her hair. Paula 
caught her by the shoulders and turned her. Patty had no will to resist as 
Paula opened the cut-offs and pushed them and her panties down her hips, 
until they fell in a heap at her feet. Under the older girl's urging, she 
stepped out of them and let Paula arrange her unresisting body on the couch. 
One of her legs was along it, the other was extended out, bent at the knee, 
the toes resting on the soft rug. 

For a moment, Paula stayed bent over her supine form, her eyes seeming to 
devour her. Patty turned her head away, unable to look at the other girl. 
Ohhhhhhhhhhh, she thought, I'm so wicked, so wicked. How could I wonder what 
it would be like to have her kissing my titties? How could I be wondering 
what it'd be like to kiss hers? 

"I know what you need," Paula whispered to the embarrassed little nymphet. 
Give it to me then, Patty wanted to plead. But her throat was still too dry 
for her to speak, all she could do was make rasping sounds as she curled her 
fingers into tight fists. 

Paula shifted her position, sinking to her knees as she moved to begin 
caressing the bemused girl-child's cunt. 

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," Patty moaned as she felt a finger press against her 
throbbing clit. "What are you doing? she managed to gasp, turning her head 
to look directly at Paula. 

"Didn't you ever have a girl friend you used to fool around with?" Paula 
asked as her finger continued to probe within the gaped folds of Patty's 
cunt. "Somebody you used to compare titty size with, or check to see who had 
the most hair on their pussy?" 

"Noooooooo," Patty moaned, turning her head away. Now that she was beginning 
to understand what Paula was proposing to do, she couldn't decide who was 
the more depraved: Paula for being willing to perform the act, or her for 
allowing it to be performed. 

She wanted to beg Paula to stop before it was too late, but she couldn't 
find her voice. All she could do was lie there, blushing furiously, as Paula 
stroked her rapidly dampening cunt. 

Her chin was cupped in Paula's fingers and her head was turned. "Look at 
me," Paula whispered. Obediently, Patty forced her eyes open. Paula's face 
was hovering over hers, so close that Patty had to blink. "Isn't it better 
this way?" Paula murmured. "Isn't this better than using your own fingers?" 

She had to nod agreement. Paula seemed to know just how to touch her, just 
how much pressure to use. Her trim little ass was already squirming on the 
leather of the couch as the older girl toyed with the swollen bud of her 
clitoris. 

"Isn't this nice?" Paula whispered. "When I was a kid, I used to just love 
rolling around like this with one of my girl friends." 

Patty had never had any Close friends. She had been embarrassed to bring 
kids to the house for her stepfather was apt to wander around in his 
underwear, drinking beer and Patty hadn't wanted anybody to see how gross he 
was. Before that, she hadn't been able to have friends in because her father 
had been dying and the noise of healthy children at play would have upset 
him. Between the time her father had died and her mother had remarried, 
Patty hadn't felt much like having a friend. 

"Would you like it to be even better?" Paula whispered. 

Again, Patty nodded, although she had no idea how it could get better. But, 
if there was anything that would increase the heavenly sensations she was 
receiving, she wanted to know about it. 

To her surprise, Paula leaned forward and pressed her lips to hers. For a 
moment, Patty was shocked. Girls weren't supposed to kiss each other, it was 
contrary to everything she had ever learned. But, when Paula's tongue 
started working across her trembling lips, Patty had to admit that, wrong or 
not, it was making what was being done to her even better. 

Of their own volition, her arms rose and slid around Paula's naked back. She 
let one hand roam up and down the curve of the older girl's bowed body, 
while her other hand tangled itself in Paula's short, blonde hair and they 
pressed their lips together with greater force. Paula licked at her lips 
until Patty let them part. She remembered how Roy had put his tongue into 
her mouth and wondered if Paula was going to do the same. 

When Paula only continued to run her tongue tip over her lips, the trembling 
little girl-child mustered all the courage she could and pushed her own 
tongue forward until it touched the older girl's. An electric thrill coursed 
through her and she shuddered under the kiss. Ohhhhh. Patty thought. I'll 
never be able to look her in the face again. And, what would Larry think if 
he came in right now and saw us like this? I bet he'd think I was just 
terrible. Still, she made no move to evade the kiss. Indeed, she let her 
tongue push even further from her mouth, until she was licking at the 
darting spear of Paula's tongue. Paula began withdrawing her tongue back 
into her own mouth and Patty's tongue, almost as if had a mind of its own, 
followed it until it was deep in the other girl's mouth. 

Then Paula closed her mouth, trapping Patty's tongue. A snort of pleasure 
escaped from the pubescent little redhead as the blonde commenced to suck at 
the slim tongue she had teased into her mouth. As she did so, Patty let the 
arm encircling her go even tighter. Paula's dangling breasts brushed against 
Patty's and she gave another snort of delight. Golly, golly, the bemused 
nymphet thought, I had no idea it could be like this. 

Her head was spinning under the onslaught of sensation. Golly, she thought 
again, as her breasts slithered under Paula's larger mounds. 

Their nipples touched and Patty hissed with delight. The foot that had been 
on the floor rose and rested on the edge of the couch, making it easier for 
the blonde girl to rub along the full length of her pussy. Patty slipped her 
tongue about in Paula's mouth and wiggled her shoulders, making her breasts 
move against the other girl's. 

Paula released her tongue and pushed it backward, thrusting her own heated 
tongue after it. As she delved her tongue into Patty's mouth, she shifted 
her hand from the younger girl's shoulder, easing it down until it was 
cupped over one of the nubile teenager's pert breasts. Patty gulped, but 
only from delight. 

Nooooo, she thought, as the full impact of the move struck her. Girls aren't 
supposed to play with each other's tits. Still, girls weren't supposed to 
touch each other's cunts either. Patty knew she could no more move Paula's 
hand from her breast than she could from her pussy. 

The nineteen-year-old blonde's hand was flexing against Patty's breast and 
she shivered as she feet her nipple growing even longer. Both of her nipples 
were growing; The next time Patty wiggled, one of Paula's breasts slipped 
down from her torso and rested against the little girl's ribs. Almost 
without a thought, Patty found her hand closed around the end of the big 
breast. Ohhhhh. she thought, as she commenced to work her fingers against 
the pliant flesh. She could feel Paula's rock-hard nipple stir against her 
palm and the action made her stomach ripple. 

"Mmmmmm, baby, I just knew you were a passionate little thing,'" Paula 
murmured, moving her lips across Patty's face. The nubile little redhead 
moaned with pleasure as the older girl began restricting her attention to a 
pointy nipple. 

She rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, then tugged on the rubbery 
spike. Patty devoted her own digital attention to the older girl's nipple 
and they each caressed each other like that for several minutes. 

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't keep her trim little ass from 
squirming. Paula was licking at her ear in a way that was causing sensation 
after sensation to flow across her already taut nerves. "OOOOOOH!" she 
gasped. "PAAAUUULLLAAA!" 

Immediately, the older girl shifted. She closed a hand around the 
lemon-sized breast she had been ignoring and ducked her head to fasten her 
lips on the nipple she had just been teasing. 

Ohhhhh, Patty thought, this is so wicked. I really ought to make her stop. 
Instead, she continued to work her fingers against the breast of the older 
girl, twisting and kneading the resilient flesh as she ran her other fingers 
over Paula's face, stroking gently as the blonde set her tongue to working 
on her breast. 

Paula's tongue flicked against the stiffened nipple and Patty let a sigh of 
contentment escape from her parched mouth. When she'd been kissing Paula, 
her mouth had seemed full of saliva, now it was as dry as it had been before 
Paula had undressed her. 

Her ass was rocking back and forth by then and she shook harder as Paula 
opened her mouth and took all of her small breast into it. As the older girl 
commenced to lash her tongue across the hard nipple and grind her teeth, 
lightly, at the base of the lemon-sized breast. Patty dug her fingers into 
Paula's breast and sighed with pleasure. 

I shouldn't be liking this so much, I know, Patty told herself, but I can't 
help it, it feels so good. She shifted her other hand and commenced 
caressing Paula's free breast. 

When she did that, Paula began stroking the breast that wasn't covered by 
her hot, wet mouth. "Oooohh!" Patty hissed, tightening her grip on Paula's 
fleshy breast. 

"You like it, huh, baby?" Paula asked, lifting her head and grinning at the 
distraught teenager. Patty tried tm speak, but couldn't; all she could do 
was nod energetically. It's wicked to like it so much, I know, the barely 
pubescent little redhead told herself, but I can't help it, I do like it. 

"Want to suck one of my tits for a while?" Paula murmured. 

Nooooo, Patty's mind shrieked. But her body said otherwise. Even as Paula 
was making the suggestion, Patty was tugging at one of her big breasts , 
directing the end of it toward her mouth. 

Paula shifted and used her elbow to prop herself in the air over the 
writhing sixteen year old. As soon as she was able, Patty popped the 
stiffened nipple into her mouth and sucked lewdly on it. 

Patty felt Paula's hand moving at her cunt. Now what's she going to do? the 
horny teenager asked herself as she circled her tonguetip around the puffy 
nipple of the other girl's breast. 

She didn't have to wait long for an answer. Paula ran her fingers down the 
slick furrow of Patty's cunt. "AAAAAH!" Patty circled around the breast in 
her mouth as Paula pushed two fingers into the dilated opening of her cunt. 
The thrill was so overpowering that her ass rose in the air and hung there. 

Opening her mouth wide, Patty drew more of the pliant breast in. 
"Goooddddd," Paula moaned as Patty began chewing lightly at her soft breast. 
She withdrew her hand from Patty's cunt and caught one of the younger girl's 
hands in it, then directed that hand to her own heated cunt. 

For a moment, Patty froze. Nothing she'd done so far had prepared her to 
fondle Paula's pussy. After all, she'd only played with her own cunt twice 
in her life. But, before she could move her hand away from the soggy pussy, 
Paula's fingers were back in her cunt and the nubile little redhead was 
lost. 

Hesitantly, Patty began moving her hand against the bloated lips of the 
blonde's cunt. Paula sighed lasciviously and drove her fingers into Patty's 
cunt with greater force. Both of them were writhing and squirming against 
each other and Patty had never felt so delightful in her short life. It 
can't get any better than this, she proclaimed to herself, not unless 
somebody was fucking me. 

Then, she found out she was wrong. Paula swung between her trembling thighs. 
Reaching down, she caught the backs of Patty's thighs and lifted. The 
younger girl understood what Paula wanted and raised her knees in the air 
until her heels were against her squirming ass. 

"OOOOHH!" Patty squealed as her new position brought her hot cunt against 
Paula's. The voluptuous blonde began to move her hips about, rubbing her 
cunt against Patty's. Within seconds, Patty was squirming just as lewdly 
under Paula. Their mouths met and they kissed, their tongues flicking from 
one mouth to the other and back again as they slithered their hands up and 
down each other's sides. 

They rocked and squirmed against each other, licking at each other's tongues 
and lips as they rubbed breasts and cunts against each other's. Patty worked 
her hands lower on Paula's abundant body and sank her fingers into the 
pliant flesh of the older girl's ass, pressing her swampy cunt tighter to 
her own. 

Her clitoris and Paula's came into contact and they ground their loins 
together frantically, strumming each other's clitoris with their own. This 
is almost like fucking, Patty thought, as she kneaded the resilient flesh of 
Paula's writhing ass. 

Paula wedged a hand between them and closed it over one of Patty's pert 
little breasts. The other hand trailed down the writhing teenager's side and 
wormed its way under her squirming ass. What is she going to do? Patty asked 
herself. 

What she did was work her hand further under their writhing bodies, into the 
crack of Patty's ass. Then one of her fingertips was against the crinkled 
rosette of the sixteen-year-old girl's asshole. Slowly, Paula rubbed the 
puckered opening. 

"MMMMM," Patty murmured against her lover's kiss. Paula was encouraged by 
the sound and pressed her finger harder against the anal opening. For a 
moment, there was resistance, then the slim digit began sinking into the 
tight hole. "Ooooooh," Patty sighed. The older girl pushed her finger deep 
into Patty's ass, wiggling it from side to side as it ventured inward. 
Patty's slender hips moved at a more feverish pace as Paula frigged her ass. 

"Do mine, too" Paula moaned against Patty's open mouth. The nubile little 
redhead was too far gone to argue. She merely shifted her hand and thrust a 
finger into the older girl's butt. Lewdly, they fucked each other's asshole 
with a finger as they ground their soppy cunts together and swapped tongues 
from mouth to mouth. 

Patty's heels massaged the backs of Paula's knees and her legs clamped 
tighter to the other girl's hips. This is great, just great, Patty thought 
as she felt the sensations building up within her. Her ability to think was 
diminishing as her mind started fogging over with the red light that had 
caused her to pass out the night before. "Ohhhhh," she sighed against 
Paula's mouth. 

Her nostrils were flared and her eyes showed mostly white when Paula lifted 
her head. To the experienced girl, there was no doubt that Patty was on the 
verge of cumming. Grinning, Paula maneuvered herself until she could fasten 
her lips on one of the erected nipples of the girl's heaving breasts. 

Patty squealed as Paula sucked. "HHIIIEEEEE! A A AHHHHH! HIIIEEEEE!" she 
cried, her legs straightening and her feet kicking in the air as. she 
started cumming. She arched her back and forced more of her breast into 
Paula's mouth. 

The sixteen-year-old redhead's ass was bouncing up and down against Paula's 
hand as the voluptuous blonde rose to her elbows and knees. Her tongue 
swirled around the entire mound of Patty's breast, crossed the cleavage and 
laved the other breast too. Slowly, tantalizingly, Paula worked her mouth 
over Patty's rippling belly. 

"OOOOH!" Patty squealed as Paula's tongue delved into her navel. I never 
knew I was sensitive there, she thought, before remembering that she was 
sensitive a lot of places she hadn't expected to be. 

Paula didn't remain licking at Patty's navel for long. Her hot mouth worked 
lower on the younger girl's belly, nipping and sucking at the smooth flesh 
in a way that soon had the little redhead's head lolling from side to side. 

"OHHHHH! NOOO! She's not, Patty suddenly thought, she couldn't be. I saw her 
fuck Larry, why would she be going to lick my pussy. Only dykes do that. The 
concept of bisexuality hadn't occurred to her; in her mind, women who liked 
sex with men didn't like it with women, and vice versa. 

As the voluptuous blonde open her mouth wider and sucked at the engorged 
mons veneris, Patty realized she was going to do what she bad feared. Then 
another thought slipped into her mind: I liked kissing Roy, and touching him 
and I enjoyed Tony rubbing my cunt. But I'm liking this, too. How can that 
be? She couldn't figure out the answer and she was soon so engrossed in the 
thrills Paula's experienced tongue was producing that she stopped trying. 

A hot, knowing tongue was working around her swollen clitoris and upper 
pussy and Paula was sucking lasciviously. Paula was still fingerfucking 
Patty's ass and the girl was moaning with ecstasy. 

"AAAIIIEEEE!" she squealed as Paula sucked harder at her upper pussy and 
thrust her tongue against the swollen clitoris. It was amazing, to the naive 
girl, just how great it could be to have her clitoris licked and sucked. She 
humped her cunt against Paula's face, smearing it with the juices pouring 
out of her cunt. 

Paula started swiping her tongue up and down the length of the younger 
girl's swampy cunt, moving her face back and forth as she did so. Patty 
tangled her fingers in Paula's hair and tugged her knowing mouth closer to 
the head of her cunt. "OOOH!" she squealed, hunching her cunt harder against 
Paula's face. 

The red light was almost overpowering her, but she managed to gasp: "Please, 
Paula, stick your tongue in me." She felt strange, asking the girl to do so, 
but she knew how fingers in her pussy felt and she wanted to see if tongues 
felt as good. It wasn't until after she'd uttered the pleas that she 
happened to think it might be too much to ask anymore, even someone as 
depraved as she assumed Paula was. But, Paula was thrusting her tongue into 
Patty's cunt and sawing it in and out, making the lust-filled little nymphet 
shudder harder and harder. 

"HEEEE!" she cried, her whole body stiffening. Paula withdrew her tongue and 
sucked noisily at the dilated opening of Patty's vagina, drawing the salty 
fluids from her until Patty thought her guts were going to be sucked out. 
She went limp, unable to do anything more than gulp air into her lungs. 

The blonde continued to lap at the cunt of the younger girl, but there was 
no frenzy in the action of her tongue, now. She swirled it around gently, 
letting Patty regain control of herself, then pushed herself up and sat on 
her heels, looking at the young redhead. 

It took Patty a moment to bring herself to meet Paula's eyes. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

"How ... how could you do that?" Patty murmured, watching as Paula licked 
her cuntal fluids from her cheeks and chin. 

"She's bisexual." 

The voice came from the other end of the room and Patty gasped as she 
realized it was her uncle Larry's voice. Desperately, she tried to shield 
herself from his eyes for she could hear him walking across the room toward 
the couch where she was lying. 

"You're being silly, Patty," he said. 

"Huh?" she answered. 

"Covering your tits and your cunt so I can't see them," he explained. "Who 
do you think carried you to bed last night after you passed out in the hall? 
And, I've been watching you and Paula for the past five minutes." 

Patty considered his statements as he reached the couch and stood beside it, 
looking down at her. After a moment, she let her hands fall away from her 
body, allowing him to inspect her nakedness with ease. "What's a bisexual?" 
she asked. 

"Somebody that doesn't care which sex they're balling, or being balled by," 
Paula answered. "Somebody that can get off either way." 

"Oh," Patty replied. Then, after a second, she looked at them and blurted 
out: "I guess I'm one of those, too. Because, I liked it when Paula was 
doing all those things to me." 

"I think you were just horny," Paula observed. 

"Well, after watching you . . " Patty started to explain. Then she realized 
that Paula might not want Larry to know what she'd done. 

"What did you do?" Larry asked his girl friend. From the tone of his voice, 
it was obvious that he wasn't going to be upset, for there was a definite 
note of teasing in his voce. 

"I put on my show for her," Paula replied. 

"Masturbating before noon?" Larry asked in mock-surprise. 

"Well, you didn't fuck me this morning," she replied, accusingly. 

"Gee," Larry murmured, "I wonder if the fact that you were solid copping Zs 
had anything to do with that?" 

"You did get up early," Paula conceded. 

"Had to see some people on business," he explained. As he spoke, he started 
undoing the buttons on his shirt. At the same time, he was kicking off his 
shoes. Once they were removed and his shirt was dropping to the floor, he 
opened his jeans and shucked them and his undershorts. 

"Uncle Larry," Patty protested, "what're you doing?" 

"You and Paula looked like you were having fun," he explained. "If you're 
not through playing, I want to get in on the action." 

Patty gulped. All at once she remembered that she had wondered what it would 
be like to screw him. Now, it looked as if she were about to find out. 
Golly, she thought, I'm going to know everything about sex by the time I 
leave here. The fact that it was her uncle who was going to be her new 
teacher distressed her, but she was so curious that she acceded to the idea 
without voicing any objections. Besides, something told her that they 
wouldn't do any good. Not that she thought Larry would rape her or anything, 
she just had an idea that he would find a way to counter any objections she 
might raise. 

"Well?" he asked, smiling at her. "Do we play or not?" 

"Yeah?" Paula added. "Whatdaya say. 

Patty?" 

The bemused sixteen-year-old girl gulped. Both of them? she thought. Both of 
them in bed with me at the same time? 

Well, why not? part of her asked. You know already that you liked it when 
Roy and Tony touched you, and it was great when Paula was doing things to 
you. Wouldn't it be even greater if it were her and Larry doing things to 
you at the same time? 

"Okay," she answered the expectant pair. "Okay, but let's get in a bed, 
where we've got room." 

"Of course," Larry answered. "We can use the bed in your room, or we can use 
the water bed in ours." 

"The water bed?" Patty whispered, sitting up. "I've never even been on a 
water bed before." 

"Oh, they're so sexy," Paula told her. "The way they give and slosh around 
when you move." 

"Okay," Patty agreed again. 

Larry took one of her hands and Paula the other. They were both smiling as 
they pulled her to her feet. Paula caught her by the shoulders and aimed her 
toward Larry and he. tugged at her hand. 

The nubile sixteen year old let her uncle pull her against him. She rose on 
tiptoes as he leaned down and. when their lips met, she slid her arms around 
him and pressed her pert little breasts to his broad chest. Golly, he's 
strong, she thought admiringly. 

His tongue forced its way into her mouth, pushing through her lips, dancing 
against her tongue as soon as it was in her mouth. His tongue was a lot 
thicker than Paula's and he used it differently, with more force, less 
finesse. Still, Patty decided that being kissed by him was just as exciting 
as being kissed by Paula had been. 

Patty could feel his cock stirring against her thigh. Larry had wedged one 
of his knees between hers and the thickness of his cock rubbed against the 
inner surface of her leg as it stiffened and rose to full erectness. Golly, 
she thought, he'll never be able to get that big thing inside of me, will 
he? 

The turgid cock slid up her thigh and the bulbous glans nudged the swollen 
lips of her cunt, making Patty tense. "Easy, baby," Paula whispered, moving 
up behind the girl. She slipped her arms around both Patty and Larry, 
pressing her naked body against the sixteen year old's back. "He ... he'll 
never be able to get it in me," Patty wailed, as her uncle lifted his mouth 
from hers. 

Although she had doubts as to whether Larry would be able, in fact, to 
insert his thick cock into the narrowness of her cunt, she knew there was 
nothing to do but wait and see if the assurance she had just been given was 
correct. God, I'll just die if he can't fuck me, she told herself as she 
squirmed in the middle of the flesh sandwich created by the older couple 
pressing against her front and rear. 

"I think Patty's getting impatient," Larry said, with a chuckle, as he 
pulled his mouth away from Paula's. 

"Are you still horny, baby?" Paula teased good-naturedly. She ran her lips 
across the pubescent little girl's shoulder and licked up the side of her 
neck to her ear. 

"Yesssss," Patty hissed as Larry reclaimed her mouth. Her uncle filled her 
mouth with his tongue and she sucked lewdly on it as she wiggled 
emphatically against him while he worked his fingers against her quivering 
ass cheeks. 

Paula wedged a hand between Patty and Larry and cupped it under one of 
Patty's lemon-sized breasts, her thumb brushing against the erect nipple. 
Larry was clenching and relaxing the muscles of his buttocks, causing his 
cock to slither against the wet and swollen lips of her virginal pussy. 

'Lets get into the other room," Larry suggested, raising his mouth from 
Patty's. They broke apart and the three of them moved across the living room 
and down the hall to the bedroom. Paula continued to worry the nipple she 
had started working on and Larry kept his fingers flexing against Patty's 
trim little ass. 

With greater boldness than she really felt, Patty reached out and closed her 
hand around his cock. To her surprise, her fingers barely met when she 
circled the turgid shaft. "OOOOHH!" she sighed. It's so big." Her stretched 
fingers slid up and down the barrel of her uncle's massive cock and the 
sixteen-year-old nymphet shuddered as she thought that, just maybe, he would 
be able to get it into her body. It will stretch me terribly, she told 
herself. 

But, it was too late to change her mind about wanting to fuck Larry, for 
they were at the edge of the water bed, Paula dropped her hand from Patty's 
breast and entered the bed on her knees, moving to the far side of the bed 
and reaching her hands out to Patty. 

After taking a gulp of air, the slightly scared nymphet stepped onto the 
water-filled sack and moved to the center of it, where she dropped to a 
seated position. "OOOHH!" she squealed as she found it was like being on a 
trampoline. 

As Paula rolled an tugged on her nipples, Larry moved toward them. His cock 
was on a level with her face and he reached out, catching her by the back of 
the head. Patty felt her stomach lurch as he drew her face toward his cock. 
"Noooo," she moaned. 

He seemed to remember what she told him the night before about how Tony had 
treated her. Tilting her head up and sinking back to sit on his heels, he 
whispered: "Patty, every guy you get involved with is going to want you to 
do it to him with your mouth. Not all of them are going to ask you to blow 
them, but they're all going to want you to do it. If you really have a 
hang-up about it, I can dig that; but, I think you ought to try doing it to 
see if you can or not." 

"Paula," Larry ordered, "you get over here on the other side of me and show 
her how. Patty, after Paula does something, you try it," he directed. 

"Okay," the barely nubile little girl-child murmured, stroking his cock as 
Paula moved around on the bed. 

Once Paula was in position, she extended her tongue and ran it along the 
underside of Larry's stiff cock. "See?" she asked Patty as she continued to 
lave the thick shaft with the tip of her tongue. 

Patty's lips were dry and she moistened them with her tongue. Then Paula was 
lifting her head and twisting her body until she could offer her mouth to 
Larry. Gulping, Patty curled herself over her uncle's hard body and lowered 
her face toward his rampant cock. 

"Shift around a little, Patty," Larry urged. "So I can use my hand on you 
while you're giving me head." 

Patty did as he directed. His fingers commenced to roam over the taut curves 
of her ass as she extended her tongue and gave a tentative lick to the cock. 

Her first reaction was that the flesh was hotter than she had expected. Her 
second was that there was nothing intrinsically wrong with the taste of cock 
meat. Her third was the odor that wafted to her nostrils was exciting. It 
was a mixture of sweat, maleness and sex, musky and pungent. Idly, as she 
swirled her slim tongue around the turgid cock shaft, Patty wondered if her 
uncle had showered since fucking Paula. Not that it mattered, she couldn't 
stop now without appearing to be chicken. 

She worked her lips against the cock shaft as she licked it. "Mmmmmm," Larry 
murmured against Paula's mouth as he caressed his niece's trim little ass. 
Patty shifted her legs and made her cunt accessible to his questing fingers. 

Only after she had wet the entire length of Larry's cock, from the hairy 
balls to the tiny opening at the end, with saliva, did Paula twist about and 
show her the next step. "See," the nineteen year old, explained, catching 
Patty's hand and thrusting three fingers into her mouth, then moving her jaw 
about. "See how I churned them in my mouth?" When Patty nodded. Paula 
continued : "Well, take just the head of his cock in your mouth and do the 
same thing. And keep working your tongue around it. Men like that a whole 
lot. Okay?" Patty nodded, not sure she was ready to try it. but not wanting 
to appear afraid not to. 

As she started lowering her head toward the massive cock again, Paula cupped 
her chin and tilted her face up, then pressed her mouth to the younger 
girl's. For a long moment they played their tongues over and around each 
other's and felt each other's breasts. As they did so. Larry wedged a hand 
between each of their legs and commenced to rub his fingers long the 
slickened furrow of their cunts. His actions made the teenagers sink their 
fingers deeper into the flesh of each other's breasts. 

When Larry started rubbing her swollen clitoris Patty tore her lips away 
from Paula's and twisted, sinking her head toward her uncle's cock. She 
rubbed the head of it across her lips for a moment, then let her mouth open 
as far as possible, Slowly, Patty pushed her open mouth over the bulbous 
glans of her uncle's cock. Finally, she had the entire glans submerged in 
the wetness of her mouth and she started churning her jaws the way Paula had 
shown her, working her lithe tongue against the spongy head at the same 
time. 

From the way the water bed was shifting, she knew Paula was moving up to 
give Larry her mouth again, but she wasn't envious of the other girl. Let 
Paula kiss him, she was sucking his cock. All at once, the nubile little 
sixteen year old knew she'd be able to suck on Larry's cock as long as he 
wanted her to, knew she'd be able to stand it when he jetted his hot cum 
into her mouth. 

Her cheeks hollowed as she started sucking wantonly on the spongy glans. 
"Mmmmmm," she heard her uncle moan above her as she dragged her tongue 
around the heated glans of his cock. 

Paula reached down and commenced stroking one of Patty's dangling little 
breasts while Larry flicked his thumb against her erect clitoris. Her ass 
shook in delight as she felt him locate her cunt with a finger and ease it 
inside. Ooooooh. she thought, this feels so good. 

The water bed swayed as Paula shifted. A second later Patty could hear the 
sound of Larry's mouth sucking noisily on one of Paula's big breasts. 
"Aaaaaahhhhh," the voluptuous blonde sighed. Patty slid one of her hands 
across her uncle's body and slithered it down Paula's flat tummy, into the 
thicket of hair that surmounted her pussy. Lewdly, she commenced to roll and 
tug the throbbing bud of the older girl's clitoris in her fingers. 
"Aaaaaaggggg!" Paula gurgled with delight. 

"Start sliding your mouth down over his cock," Paula directed, her voice 
raspy with passion. "Bob your head over it, up and down. Try to take as much 
of it into your mouth as you can. And, remember, keep altering the pressure 
on it. Let your lips go slack some of the time and tighten then other times. 
Oh, yeah, keep your tongue working against it, too." 

Larry was running two fingers in and out of her moistly heated cunt and 
Patty's pussy was getting wetter and hotter with each thrust of the two 
fingers into her steaming depths. 

"Jesus, you're good, Patty," Larry moaned in encouragement. The pubescent 
little girl-child sucked harder on his cock as she dragged her lips up the 
sides of it, then bobbed her head down again. Faster and faster her mouth 
moved over her uncle's thick cock, her tongue laving every inch of it as her 
mouth moved over it. 

Each time her head plunged down over the rampant cock, Larry's ass lifted, 
pushing it deeper into her mouth. Patty had long since discovered how to 
breathe through her nose and the sawing action of his cock in and out of her 
mouth didn't bother her. She knew she'd be able to swallow his semen when it 
spurted as a result of her oral ministrations. 

That happened shortly. One moment, there was nothing in her mouth but his 
cock, the next, her cheeks were bulging as he filled the rest of her mouth 
with hot cum. Desperately, Patty gulped down the salty strands of semen and 
sucked harder at the throbbing cock. Another gob of cum exploded in her 
mouth and she had a moment to swirl it around before letting it slide down 
to her gullet. It doesn't taste bad at all, she told herself, in surprise. 

"OOHHHHH!" Larry moaned. 

Don't swallow all of it." Paula pleaded. When the force of his ejaculations. 
dropped. Patty kept some of the cum in her mouth, although she had no idea 
what Paula had in mind. 

She soon found out. Paula lifted her head away from the still hard cock and 
kissed her greedily, sucking Larry's cum from her mouth. Patty was more 
surprised by that than anything else that had happened. 

Larry caught her by her aching breasts and pulled her down to her back, his 
mouth seeking hers even before she was reclining. For a moment. Patty was 
surprised that he could kiss her after her mouth had been filled with his 
cum, but then the heady excitement of the kiss got to her and she wound her 
arms around him and kissed him back as wantonly as she was able. 

Paula shifted and started sucking on one of old redhead's breasts, flicking 
and slashing her tongue at the hardened nipple. I wonder if I'm the first 
girl the two of them have had in bed? Patty asked herself as she caressed 
the backs of their heads. 

After a moment of that, Larry ducked his head and fastened his mouth on her 
other breast, as Paula shifted and dangled a breast over Patty's face. The 
aroused little nymphet lifted her head and seized a spiked nipple in her 
mouth and sucked ravenously at it as both Larry and Paula commenced 
massaging her pussy. 

"Actually," he replied, as she spread her legs to accommodate him between 
them, "I was planning on eating that pretty little pussy of yours for a 
while before fucking you." 

"Ohhhhh, he does that so well," Paula moaned. 

"What am I gonna do while you're eating me?" Patty asked. 

"Well," Larry answered, winking at her, "I was thinking you might be willing 
to eat Paula. After all, she is kind of getting left out." 

Patty gulped and blushed. Golly, she thought, me lick her pussy? Well, why 
not? another part of her mind retorted. You thought you'd hate sucking his 
cock, but you liked doing it. How do.you know you won't like eating pussy, 
too? "Okay," she murmured, not as convincingly as she would have liked to 
have sounded. 

"Oooooh!" Paula squealed, "You're so sweet." She ducked her head and kissed 
Patty passionately as Larry eased his hands under his under-aged niece's ass 
and lifted her midsection. 

Paula swung one of her legs across the sixteen-year-old girl's torso and 
moved higher on the water bed. As she did so, she grabbed one of the pillows 
and lifted Patty's head to stuff the pillow under her neck. 

The barely nubile little nymphet inhaled, filling her nostrils with the odor 
of heated cunt. Patty wrinkled her nose, making Paula and Larry laugh. It 
gets to be a turn-on, once you get used to it," Larry said. Patty hoped that 
that was true. The aroma of wet pussy wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't the 
greatest smell she'd ever had in her nose either. 

As Larry crouched forward to commence licking her pussy, Paula moved her 
knees further apart, bringing her cunt to Patty's mouth. The horny little 
teenager gulped and let her tongue protrude past her lips until it touched 
Paula's cunt. "Mmmmmm," the voluptuous blonde murmured, squirming her pussy 
closer to Patty's face. 

Her uncle's tongue swirled around her pussy, licking the outer edges of the 
puffy cuntlips at first. Gradually, as Patty began to lick with greater 
assurance at Paula's snatch, he moved his tongue into the underage girl's 
cuntal furrow and slithered it from the top of her cuntal furrow to the 
bottom. Patty crossed a leg over his back and pressed his face tighter to 
her cunt as she swiped her tongue over Paula's soggy cunt. 

Gee. she thought, there's nothing nasty about eating another girl. The 
thought cheered her and she closed her hands over Paula's fleshy ass and 
drew her pussy closer. 

Larry centered his oral attention on her clit and Patty altered the angle of 
her tongue and flicked the tip against Paula's protruding nubbin. "Mmmmmm," 
the wanton blonde moaned as she began hunching her pussy to Patty's face. 

Golly, Patty thought, this is fun. She could feel Paula's reaction to her 
lapping and recalled all the things the blonde had done when she had had her 
mouth on the cunt her uncle was now sucking so lewdly. Lasciviously, Patty 
sucked cunt lips into her mouth and commenced to chew lightly at them while 
she stabbed her tongue against the erect clitoris of the older girl. Her 
face was growing wet with Paula's sex juices but she didn't mind. Now I see 
why Paula likes eating pussy, she told herself, it really is a sexy thing to 
do. 

Above her, Paula was gasping and gurgling with pleasure at the ardent way 
the untutored girl-child was sucking her cunt. Her hips swung to and fro, 
rubbing her pussy against the under-aged girl's face. Patty worked her 
fingers against Paula's fleshy ass and swiped her tongue faster and faster 
as she licked greedily at the wet pussy. 

As Larry's thick tongue speared into her meat again, Patty steeled herself 
and thrust her own tongue into Paula's vaginal cavern. Suddenly, her mouth 
with filled with salty juices which she swished around for a moment, then 
swallowed. 

"AAAHHHH!" I'M CUMMMMMIIIINNN-GG!" the voluptuous blonde cried. Patty gulped 
down the juices that oozed from Paula's cunt and shuddered as Larry started 
sucking her own juices from her vagina. 

Finally, Paula toppled from over Patty's face. The nubile little girl-child 
licked the pussy juice from her face as her uncle lifted his mouth from her 
pussy. 

"Now you're going to fuck me' Patty demanded. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"Now I'm going to fuck you." Larry agreed. 

Patty shivered with delighted anticipation and stretched her arms out to 
him. HE moved to cover her body with his and she sighed as she felt his 
chest flatten her lemon-sized breasts against her ribs. His mouth pressed to 
hers and she thrust her tongue forward even before their lips were fully 
touching. 

"Patty. Patty," she heard Paula saying, "lift your knees into the air. It'll 
be easier for him to get his cock into you that way." 

She did as the older girl directed, going wild as she felt the head of her 
uncle's cock slithering along the cleft of her pussy. I just hope he can get 
it in me, she thought. It'd be terrible if it was too big to fit. I'd just 
die, I know I would. 

She was dimly aware that Paula was moving around on the bed, but she 
couldn't be bothered with finding out what the older girl was doing. The 
only thing that Patty was concerned with at the moment was seeing if her 
uncle's massive cock could push its way into her still immature body. Ohhhh, 
I hope he can get it in me, Patty thought as she felt the mushroom-shaped 
cock-head slithering up and down the cleft of her pussy. Each time it nudged 
her clit, she gasped against Larry's mouth and wiggled encouragement to him. 

His hands were caressing her sides, pushing her bullet-tipped breasts around 
under his broad chest. Patty tightened her arms around him, and kissed him 
with greater fervor as she felt his cock-head lodge at the vestibule of her 
cunt. NOOOWWWW! she thought. Come oh. Uncle Larry, fuck me. 

He brought his big hands down from her sides, where he had been stroking the 
edges of her small breasts. After stroking her writhing hips, Larry worked 
his hands under her and got a solid grip on her trim little ass. "This might 
hurt at first," he warned her, lifting his mouth a slight distance from 
hers. 

"I don't care," she answered. She didn't. All she cared about was getting 
herself filled with his big cock, in the hopes that that would still the 
awful itching deep inside of her belly. 

Suddenly, he yanked up on her hips as he thrust his own forward. "HHHAAAAA!" 
Patty screamed as she felt her vagina stretched by the invasion of his cock. 
They strained against each other for a moment while her body tried to deny 
him entrance, then, to her delight, she felt the engorged head of his cock 
force its way into her vagina. 

Once he was securely embedded in her tight cunt, Larry paused: "Do you want 
me to take it out?" he whispered. 

His sixteen-year-old niece blinked tears from her eyes, for the invasion of 
her body had been accompanied by pain, but she shook her head. "No," she 
answered. "No, it doesn't hurt all that much," she said, only lying a 
little. Actually, if it had hurt a lot more than it had, she still wouldn't 
have wanted him to stop: she was getting fucked and she wanted to learn 
everything there was about the act. 

She was unaware that Larry knew how much he had to be hurting her because 
she had sunk her nails into his arms. He shifted his elbows and looked down 
at her as he gave another push with his hips and sank his massive cock 
further into the tightness of her cunt. Jesus, he thought, I'm glad she 
brought me off with her mouth, I'd have shot my load already if she hadn't. 

Patty wiggled her hips under his, trying to encourage him to push his cock 
all the way up into her. Larry fed her pussy another inch of hot, hard cock 
and smiled at the look of passion on her face. "You like it, don't you?" he 
asked as he wiggled his own hips, making his cock squirm inside of her 
vaginal passage. 

"Mmmmmm, yes," she answered. She ran one of her hands up to the back of his 
head and pressed his mouth against hers, her hot little tongue thrusting 
forward to lick at his tongue. Patty was only dimly aware of the other 
girl's voice, but when her uncle began withdrawing, she ground her trim ass 
down against his hands and the yielding water bed, then she hunched her hips 
upward as he started running his massive cock back into her immature body. 

Without being aware of why she was doing it, Patty crossed her coltish legs 
over her uncle's buttocks. The new position opened her cunt a little and he 
was able to drive his cock further in each time he thrust forward. 
"Oooohhhh," the nubile little redhead sighed as she heaved her immature hips 
up to meet his inward strokes. 

The pubescent sixteen year old was dimly aware that Paula was moving around 
beside them, but she couldn't be bothered to look and determine what the 
older girl was doing. The only thing that Patty cared about was the 
wonderful feeling of having her cunt filled with hot. hard man-meat. 
"Mmmmmm," she murmured as Larry shifted his head to breathe. Her tongue 
snaked out and licked at his ear as he wormed his hands from under her ass 
and brought them up her sides. 

"Noooo." she moaned in protest when he raised himself over her a little. 

"Don't worry,'" he assured her, "I'm not stopping." His hips jammed another 
inch of his cock into her as he slipped his hands between them and closed 
them over her pert breasts, allowing the stiffened nipples to protrude 
between two of his fingers. Then he squeezed the aching mounds and his 
fingers stimulated her nipples as well as the lemon-sized breasts they 
capped. "OOOOHHHH!!" Patty cried, tightening her legs around his body. 

"Jesus, you're a natural," Larry breathed in her ear. "I've never met a girl 
that fucked as well as you're doing the first time. Even your mother wasn't 
as good as you." 

It took a few moments for his words to sink into Patty's mind. "You ... you 
and Mom fucked." she whispered, twisting her head to look at him. 

"When we were kids, yeah," he answered. "She wanted to know what screwing 
was like and I couldn't tell her, so I showed her." 

"Golly!" Patty exclaimed. She had never thought about her mother and sex, 
although she knew that her mother slept with Tony. The idea that her mother 
had screwed Larry, and that he thought she was better than her mom thrilled 
the underage girl almost as much as having his massive cock in her. 

Larry's next thrust drove his cock to the limit of her vagina. "OHHHHH!" 
Patty sighed as she felt her cunt filled completely. She tightened her grip 
on his body with her arms and legs and held them in place, letting her pussy 
become used to being filled. 

"I think she likes it," Paula said, with a chuckle. 

"I do, I do," Patty answered, with such fervor that both Larry and Paula 
laughed freely. "Well, I do," Patty protested. 

"We're not making fun of you," Paula said and winked at her over Larry's 
shoulder. "I feel the same way." 

Her uncle started fucking her with longer, harder thrusts after that, 
pulling back until Patty gasped for fear that he was about to take his cock 
from her, then surging it forward until the spongy head hit the end of her 
vaginal passage. 

"OOOHHHHHH" the nubile little redhead squealed as she adjusted to the new 
rhythm of his thrusts. Her cunt was good and wet by then and Larry had no 
trouble at all in working his massive cock in her immature body at whatever 
tempo he wanted. Patty rotated her trim little ass against the water bed and 
bucked her hips up as he ground his loins into the soggy flesh of her cunt. 

The water bed gurgled and shook as Larry pounded his cock into her heated 
cunt. Patty writhed under him, rubbing her torso against his as she tangled 
her fingers in his hair and turned his head until she could mash her mouth 
to his. He drove his tongue into her mouth, and started sawing it in and out 
at the same tempo he was running his cock in and out of her vagina and the 
nubile little girl's head reeled from the dual invasions. 

Her ears filled with a heavy roaring and her mind went red as her immature 
body stiffened and she started cumming. The walls of her vagina spasmed 
around the solid rod of his cock and her toes curled, so great was the 
pleasure that swept over her. 

The fourth time she came, her body went stiff and her arms and legs could no 
longer hold him. Larry pulled away from her and rolled to his back. 

Instantly. Paula was astride his hips, her aching cunt seeking to cover his 
cock as she rained kisses on his face. "AAAAHHHH!" she cried as she slammed 
her seeping pussy over the still rampant cock. 

When Patty regained some control over herself, she had no idea how long the 
others had been fucking. Weakly, she turned to Larry and started kissing his 
face as Paula drew her knees up until they were by his ribs, then pushed 
herself erect. Patty watched the older girl as she raised and lowered 
herself over Larry's cock. By twisting her head a little, she could check 
the expression on the nineteen year old's face. Did I look like that when he 
was fucking me? she asked herself, for Paula's face was twisted by lust. 

"Hey, were you taking pictures?" Patty demanded a few minutes later as she 
sat up and saw a 35mm camera on the water bed. 

"Yeah," Paula confessed. "I thought you might like souvenirs of your first 
fuck." 

"I think it's a great idea," Larry interjected. "I know I'm going to enjoy 
seeing pictures of me fucking you for the first time." 

"You know what I'd really like," Larry mused, looking at her. "What?" Patty 
inquired. 

"Pictures of you and Paula, and you playing with yourself," he replied. 

"Do you really want pictures of me like that?" Patty asked. When he nodded, 
she managed a wan smile and agreed. 

"Okay, I'll go put more film in the camera," he told her. 

"And, I'm gonna take a shower," Paula said. "You want to hop in with me?" 
she asked Patty. 

Although the girl's soaped each other's back, it was more for the sake of 
efficiency than to keep each other aroused. Paula was turned-on by the idea 
of having pictures taken of her and the younger girl and Patty was excited 
by the idea of more sex, although the picture-taking part of it disconcerted 
her somewhat. 

Once they were dry, Paula took a perfume atomizer and sprayed her cunt with 
perfume, then squirted a little at Patty's loins. Refreshed, they returned 
to the bedroom, just as Larry came in with the camera reloaded. All of them 
looked at each other, waiting to see who was going to make the first move. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

For several moments, the three of them stood there, each of them waiting for 
someone else to do something. Then Paula, the exhibitionist in her psyche 
rising, turned to Patty and drew her closer as she lowered her mouth to the 
younger girl's. She arranged the unprotesting little redhead in a way that 
displayed most of her body to the camera and fondled her pert little breasts 
as she worked her tongue about in the under-aged girl's mouth. 

At first, Patty was too embarrassed to respond, for she was all too aware 
that Larry was going to be taking pictures of them. But, as Paula's tongue 
slithered around hers and the voluptuous blonde's fingers worked against the 
mounds of her immature breasts, Patty began to get caught up in the embrace 
and she lifted one of her hands and started stroking Paula's big breasts in 
response.. 

Paula entered the bed on her knees and bent over Patty, kissing her again as 
she centered her hand over the girl's immature pussy. Now she shoved two 
fingers into Patty's cunt and started scissoring them open and shut as she 
sawed them in and out. Within a few seconds, she had the girl enthralled by 
the feelings originating in her cunt and the sixteen-year-old redhead forgot 
about her uncle and the camera. 

By stretching her hand a little, Patty was able to reach Paula's cunt and 
she commenced to massage it, stroking her fingers up and down the furrow of 
the older girl's pussy. Paula's tongue retreated and Patty followed it with 
hers, shivering as Paula trapped the slim invader and sucked lasciviously on 
it. 

Ohhhhh, golly, I'm wicked, Patty thought to herself, but I liked it too much 
to want to stop. She hooked a finger into Paula's vagina and started 
finger-fucking the older girl as eagerly as her own cunt was being caressed 
by the invading fingers. 

After a few more moments, Paula lifted her mouth and kissed her way down 
Patty's throat until she reached the shallow cleavage between the immature 
breasts. Slowly, with her tongue extended as far as it would go, she kissed 
and laved the pert hillock. "Mmmmm," the nubile little girl-child murmured, 
"you do it so well. Paula." 

"Practice." the older girl answered. "Three older sisters that taught me. 
They used to spank me if I didn't do it to their liking." Patty couldn't 
think of a reply so she remained silent. 

At that point, Paula shifted her position and dangled a breast over Patty's 
mouth. Without even remembering that her uncle was photographing the scene, 
Patty sucked the proffered breast as eagerly as Paula had sucked hers. 

When they next changed position, Paula arranged herself so she was seated 
and Patty found herself kneeling before the older girl. Paula directed 
Patty's mouth to her other breast and one of her hands to the open cunt she 
presented. She slipped one of her strong thighs between Patty's and let the 
horny little sixteen-year-old rub her cunt along it as she reached around 
Patty and dug her fingers into the solid slabs of her buttocks. 

Gradually, Paula sank to a reclining position, bringing Patty down atop her. 
Patty had half of one of Paula's breasts in her mouth and was worrying the 
nipple with her tongue. "Ohhhh, Patty, I just love the way you suck my 
tits," Paula sighed, stroking the younger girl's face as she slipped her 
hands around the writhing body"of the little redhead. 

"Let's eat each other, Patty," Paula suggested. 

"Okay," Patty agreed, since being fingered, as nice as it was, wasn't as 
great as having a tongue in her cunt. "Who's gonna be first?" 

"Why don't you turn around and get over me and we can do it to each other at 
the same time," Paula suggested. 

Since Patty thought that would be even better than licking Paula either 
before or after the older girl had licked her, she was quick to reverse 
herself on the bed and cover Paula's writhing body with her own. 

She felt the water bed dip and raised her head to see Larry crouching before 
her, the camera to his eye. "Go ahead," he whispered, his voice raspy with 
passion, "go ahead and stick your tongue in it." 

Something told her that that was what he wanted, a picture of her tongue on 
Paula's cunt. She stretched her tongue out as far as she could and lowered 
herself until the tip of her tongue was between the puffy lips of Paula's 
pussy. Dimly, she was aware of a click as Larry took another picture. How 
many has he taken so far? she asked herself as she commenced working her 
tongue against the older girl's swollen clitoris. The perfume met her 
nostrils as well as the heady odor of hot pussy. Patty felt Paula's tongue 
swiping at her own cunt and started to lap at the other girl's pussy in 
earnest. 

When Paula reinserted a finger in her cunt, Patty slipped one arm under the 
writhing blonde's legs and jammed a couple of fingers into her vagina. As 
she sucked and licked at Paula's upper pussy, she sawed her fingers in and 
out of the older girl's cunt, making Paula's hip move erotically under her. 

"Stick a finger in her ass, too," Larry whispered next to her ear. Patty did 
as directed and was rewarded by one of Paula's fingers probing at her own 
tight asshole. 

As the finger-fucked each other's cunt and asshole, they sucked on each 
other's swollen clitoris. Gradually, they started rolling about on the bed, 
so that Patty was on the bottom at times and, at other times, they were on 
their sides. Larry kept shifting around on the bed, too, taking pictures of 
Paula's tongue on Patty's cunt, or Patty's tongue on Paula's. 

And, all the time he was taking pictures, they were licking and sucking at 
each other, driving each other higher and higher in passion, until they 
started cumming. Patty was on top at the moment and she felt Paula's finger 
drawn out of her cunt and a hot tongue shot into her cunt and lapped 
greedily. Swiftly, she moved her own finger and commenced to suck at the 
dilated vagina under her mouth. Their bodies shuddered against each other's 
and they frigged each other's assholes faster and harder until they gasped 
and collapsed against each other. 

Several minutes passed before the two teenagers could move away from each 
other. Patty sat up and licked Paula's juices from her face as she stared at 
her uncle. He was, she was glad to see fully erect again and she resolved to 
have his cock back in her cunt before they left the bedroom. "Okay," she 
asked, "now what?" 

"Play with yourself," he answered. Somehow, she had suspected that was what 
he was going to say. 

She stepped from the bed and slid her arms around him, pressing her mouth to 
his as she closed her fingers around his cock. Larry worked his tongue about 
in her mouth as she stroked his firm cock, but he merely held her cushioned 
against his chest. She knew why: He wanted to be worked-up when he started 
taking pictures. 

Behind her, Patty sensed that Paula was getting off the water bed. She 
squeezed her Uncle Larry's cock a final time and then stepped away from him. 
Smiling at him, she retreated to the bed and flopped upon it, spreading her 
legs and reaching one hand down to her wet cunt as she cupped the other 
around one of her breasts. 

"Play with both your tits to start, Patty," Larry suggested as he lifted the 
camera to his eye and snapped a picture. She did as he wanted and, squeezing 
and twisting the pert mounds, brushing her thumbs against the nipples, 
tugging at the erect spears. 

"Okay, really work out now," he rasped. Patty looked at him and saw that 
Paula was on her knees before him, sucking lewdly on his cock. You just 
wait, Patty thought, you just wait. Go ahead and suck on it, I'm going to be 
the next one he fucks. Still, that thought did nothing to prevent her from 
feeling jealous and left out. 

"Put your feet flat on the bed, baby, and lift your ass up in the air," 
Larry rasped. Patty did so, then spread her knees as far apart as she could 
on his instruction. "Now, cup your ass in your hands," he told her, "and 
pull them apart." Only after she had done so, did Patty realize she was 
exposing her asshole to the camera. This is the wickedest thing yet, she 
thought. 

"Well," Larry said, lowering the camera and smiling at her, "that's it. Out 
of film." 

"Go get some more," she told him. 

"Why?" he asked, rising to his feet and pulling his cock from Paula's mouth. 

"So Paula can take some pictures of you and me together," she answered. 
"There aren't any of us eating each other. And," she added, "I want to try 
fucking you when I'm on top." 

Patty kissed her tenderly and replied. "Me, too." 

Just then. Larry came back into the room with a freshly loaded camera. As 
Patty stretched out on the bed, Paula took the camera. Larry kissed her 
deeply and tweaked her nipples, then moved to lie next to his niece, who was 
holding out her arms to him. 

Slowly, her uncle rolled her to her back and posed himself half above her. 
Patty shifted one of her hands and gripped his cock, her fingers barely 
meeting around the massive shaft. From the way the water bed dipped and 
swayed, Patty knew Paula was moving around on it, taking more pictures of 
her involved in sexy things. 

"Mmmmmmm," the barely pubescent little sixteen-year-old sighed as her uncle 
ducked his head and fastened his mouth on one of her pert little breasts. He 
sucked the entire hillock into his mouth and chewed lightly at it, as he 
slid his hand down her rounded belly. She threw her legs as far apart as she 
could and hissed with pleasure as he started massaging her cunt. Her pussy 
lips were still puffed with desire and her ass started rotating as he 
thumbed her swollen clitoris. It seemed to her that she had been ready for 
sex the whole time she had been in this room, that she could have fucked a 
dozen men and still been ready to fuck a dozen more. 

He lifted his mouth and held his lips just above hers, his tongue flicking 
at her lips. Patty couldn't understand why he was doing it, but she stuck 
her tongue out and danced it against his. Then, suddenly she realized that 
he was doing it for the sake of a picture. 

Reaching up, Patty pulled her uncle's mouth down to where it was against 
hers. He let her feed him her tongue, then sucked on it ravenously. Patty 
squirmed under his knowing hands and gurgled with pleasure when he eased a 
couple of fingers into her cunt. 

Patty smiled, knowing what she wanted. She caught his cock just below the 
glans and ran her tongue around the purplish head. She knew he hadn't 
showered since the last time he'd screwed Paula, but, since she had eaten 
the older girl, the idea that her juices were on Larry's cock no longer 
bothered her. 

He slithered his tongue into her pussy and Patty hissed with delight, then 
started licking at his cock. Within minutes, she had it coated with saliva 
and he had licked her pussy from top to bottom. 

Suddenly, he was swinging over her, his cock dangling down to her mouth 
while he pushed himself up on his extended arms. This time, Patty knew he 
was deliberately posing and she didn't object. After all, she told herself, 
we are going to fuck and I'll be able to get all I want of his cock then. 
For the moment, she merely ovaled her lips and let him push his cock-head 
into her mouth. 

After a few moments, he caught her legs and drew them back over her writhing 
body. Lowering his face, he commenced lapping at her pussy with gusto, 
bringing her passion to a boiling point again. She took more and more of his 
cock into her mouth as he caught her and carried her with him to a position 
where he was on his back and she was above him. The under-aged girl sucked 
greedily at the mouthful of cock and snorted as she felt his tongue enter 
her cunt. "It feels like its all the way to my throat." "Too much for you?" 
he asked, concern evident in his voice. 

"No," she answered quickly, although she wasn't really sure about that. 
Tentatively she commenced to lift herself over the massive rod. Suddenly, 
his hips rose in the air and then she felt him spurting inside of her cunt. 
It was enough to set her off and she collapsed over him, a mindless mass of 
writhing flesh. 

For several long minutes she lay above him, cuntal fluids and semen oozing 
out of her well-packed vagina. Finally, to her regret, his cock went soft 
and slipped from her body. Reluctantly, she rolled away from him. "Jesus," 
he sighed, catching her hand and squeezing it tenderly, as they lay beside 
each other, still regaining control of their bodies. 

"You two as hungry as I am?" Paula asked finally. When they both nodded, she 
said: "Come help me fix supper, Patty, while Larry develops the pictures." 

By the time the meal was ready, all the pictures were developed. After 
they'd eaten, Patty did the dishes while Paula assisted Larry in the 
darkroom with the printing. 

Patty blushed when she saw the first pictures of herself fucking; but, by 
the time she had looked at all of them, she was starting to understand how 
Paula must have felt about the movies she had made. It was sort of exciting 
to see pictures of herself with a big cock in her cunt, or a pussy under her 
mouth or a cock in it. 

"Some of these are really good," she said, when she handed the stack of 
photos back to him. "I didn't know you were a photographer, Uncle Larry,'" 
she said. "Or that Paula was either." 

"All I know is what Larry's taught me," Paula said. 

"You had a good eye," Larry told her. He was going through the pictures, 
separating them into two piles. When he had finished, Patty picked up the 
smaller of the two stacks and looked through them. She was unable to tell 
why they were different than the rest. 

Again, she shuffled through the smaller group. This time, it hit her: the 
photographs in her hand were those that displayed her body most clearly, 
those that stressed the immaturity of her body. 

Paula had looked over Patty's shoulder as she had thumbed through the 
pictures the second time. "Those the ones you're going to sell to Pete?" she 
asked, as Patty set the pile down. 

"Yep," Larry answered, picking the photos up and setting them aside. "I'll 
make extra prints, so Patty can have these." 

Sell? Patty thought. Sell? She had thought that the pictures were for her, 
Larry and Paula to remember the afternoon with. What's this about selling 
them? She asked herself. 

"Who's Pete?" she asked, suspiciously. 

"He's a guy I know," Larry said. "He publishes magazines about sex and he 
pays real high for pictures of kids your age when they're screwing or doing 
something about sex. I figure I'll make enough from these to live for a 
couple of months." 

Patty gulped. Oh, no, she thought, nooooooo. You wouldn't really sell those 
pictures to somebody that was going to put them in a magazine: not one of 
those kind of magazines. Patty knew that her stepfather bought that kind of 
magazine regularly. It would be terrible if he saw a copy of a magazine with 
pictures like those of her in it. He'd ... he'd expect her to do the same 
things with him that she had done with Larry. And she just knew she'd never 
be able to live with it if she had to suck Tony's cock again, or if she had 
to fuck him. But, if he saw the magazine, she'd have to do whatever he 
wanted or he'd show the pictures to her mom and that would be the end of 
everything. 

He continued trying to convince her that it would be all right, but she 
remained unconvinced. Finally, when it was obvious that an impasse had been 
reached, they gave up talking and sent into the other room, where Paula was 
watching TV. 

Once the news came on, Larry rose and stretched. "Bed time," he announced. 
"You girls coming?" 

"Sure," Paula said, hopping to her feet. Both of them looked at Patty. I 
might as well, she told herself, nothing I do now could be any wickeder than 
what I've already done. And nothing could make anything any worse than it 
is. I just know Tony'll see those pictures and know it's me, no matter what 
Larry says. 

Once in the bed, both Larry and Paula worked on her until she was as excited 
as she had ever been. Then Larry positioned her on her hands and knees and 
fucked her while she licked at Paula's cunt. The voluptuous blonde clutched 
at Patty's hair and moaned as the sixteen year old lapped at her heated 
cunt. 

Golly, Patty thought, as she worked her tongue in Paula's cunt and Larry 
sawed his massive cock in and out of her immature pussy from behind her. He 
was rubbing the upper part of her cunt, flicking a finger-tip against her 
clit. At the same time, his other hand stroked her hot little breasts. 
OOOOOOHHHHH!" Paula cried as Patty ran her tongue into the older girl's 
cunt. She squirmed her full ass against Patty's chin and kicked her feet in 
the air as Larry slammed his cock home time and again into Patty's cunt. 

It didn't take Larry long to drift off to sleep. Patty made herself stay 
awake until she heard Larry snore. 'Paula.'' she whispered. Paula?" 

She received no answer and figured that Paula was asleep, too. As carefully 
as she could, she extracted herself from Larry's embrace and eased herself 
off the bed. 

Across the hall, she donned a pair of panties, then a body-suit. Next came 
blue-jeans and a shirt, socks and tennies. She got her halter, cutoffs and 
panties from the kitchen, where she had discarded them earlier, so long ago 
it seemed, and put them in her bag. Softly, she made her way down the hall 
and slipped out the front door. 

I will not go back home and let Tony get hold of me again, she resolved as 
she walked down the street. There was a freeway not too far away and she 
headed there, sticking out her thumb as she reached the on-ramp. 

After only a few moments, a car stopped and the man she now knew as George 
Carter gave her a ride. She told him a lie about having been hitchhiking for 
a couple of days and he offered her a place to sleep and some food and she 
accepted. She knew he was going to want something from her, probably 
something sexual, but there was no way she could avoid that. Her body was 
all she had to use to insure her survival, and after what she'd gone through 
with Larry and Paula, she no longer had any objections to using her body if 
she had to. 

They'd ridden for two hours, reached George's house, where he'd fixed her a 
couple of burgers. Then he'd started kissing her and caressing her immature 
body. Finally, he had taken her jeans and shirt off and resumed his 
caressing and kissing as she'd sat on the counter in his kitchen CHAPTER TEN 

George lifted his mouth from her lemon-sized breast and smiled at her, then 
shifted and pressed his mouth to hers again. This time, despite her vows 
that she wasn't going to get caught up in what she was doing, the barely 
pubescent little redhead thrust her tongue forward and danced it around 
inside the mouth of the man who was three times her age, at least. 

His fingers crawled over the mound atop her pussy, then moved to her thighs 
again. Slowly, gently, he caressed her trembling legs until she dug her 
fingers into his arms as a sign that he was getting to her. Nooo, she 
thought, I am not going to want to fuck; I'm not! 

While her mind could still say that, her body was rejecting the assertion. 
Already, her nipples had swollen to twice their normal length and thickness 
and her clitoris had swelled up from its hiding place between the lips of 
her pussy. Even the lips of her pussy had grown thicker as they'd become 
engorged with blood. Patty knew that her cunt was growing hot and wet and 
there was an itching there that, she knew, could only be driven away by 
somebody's fingers stroking her vagina. Somebody's fingers stroking it, or 
somebody's mouth licking it, or George Carter's big cock filling it. Noooo, 
she thought wildly as her legs started rising to press his loins tighter to 
hers. I can't let this happen to me. 

Slowly, his fingers roamed higher on her thighs. He worked them under the 
elastic of her body-suit and panties and massaged the taut mounds of her 
ass. "Mmmmmmm," Patty moaned against his mouth as she twisted her body, 
making her breasts skitter across his chest. 

Before he slipped his arms out of the sleeves of the shirt, he directed her 
hands to his belt. Patty fumbled as she tried to open the buckle. Then she 
mastered the secret and worked the fastener at the top of his fly. 

Instead of finding his cock, her questing fingers encountered more cloth and 
she realized he was wearing undershorts. Damn, the hot little teenager 
thought. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic of the undergarment and 
pushed, sending his trousers and jockey shorts down from his hips. 

His cock sprang free, the head of it nudging against the taut cloth that 
covered her cunt. If she had been naked, he would have been able to slip his 
cock right into her pussy, but there were two layers of cloth that prevented 
that. For the first time since she'd entered the house. Patty began 
regretting the impulse that had led her to don the body-suit before 
splitting from Larry and Paula's. 

George had kicked his shoes off and was balancing on one foot as he worked 
his clothes off of the other. To rid himself completely of the garments, he 
stepped on them and pulled his remaining foot free. 

Patty raised herself on her elbows and watched as he finished undressing. 
His cock was smaller than Larry's, although it was almost as long. Still, 
she was sure she'd be able to wrap her fingers around it with less 
difficulty than she'd experienced when she'd played with her uncle's cock. 

She sat up and lifted her arms above her head, making her small breasts all 
but disappear George grinned at her as he ran his hands up her torso, 
skimming his palms over her erect nipples, and pushed the body-suit up until 
her head and arms were all that was covered by it. As he worked the garment 
off of the thin arms, he ducked his head and began to nip, lightly, at the 
turret tips of her breasts. Once her head was free of the body-suit, Patty 
dropped her arms and cradled his head against her breast. He cupped the 
other breast with a hand and slid the other hand over her belly once more, 
worming his fingers under the waistband of her bikini panties. 

Because her legs were still spread to the utmost, he was able to slide his 
middle finger into the furrow of her cunt with ease. Patty hissed with 
pleasure as his fingertips brushed against her swollen clitoris, then moaned 
as he pushed the finger into her cunt as far as it would go. 

To her surprise, once he had driven the finger to the second knuckle inside 
of her cunt, he withdrew the hand from her panties. His head came up from 
her immature breasts and he waved the finger under his nose, inhaling as he 
did so. Slowly, he pushed the linger into his mouth and made a production of 
sucking on it. 

The bemused little sixteen year old thought it was one of the sexiest things 
she had ever seen. He had to be aware that he could eat her if he wanted to. 
but he was content, for the moment, with tasting her cuntal juices 
second-hand. Maybe this isn't going to be so bad after all. she told 
herself. 

He smiled at her and reached for the waistband of her panties. Patty braced 
herself and lifted her ass enough for him to be able to work the thin nylon 
over the slight curve of her ass. Once the panties had cleared her hips. 
George stepped to one side, allowing her to bring her legs together, then 
pushed the panties down until they fell to the floor. As soon as the panties 
had cleared her feet, Patty spread her legs again, although she blushed 
slightly as she felt George's gaze move to her cunt. 

To her surprise, he didn't reach for her cunt then. He stepped between her 
spread legs, once more, but his hands went back to her pert little breasts, 
his thumbs brushing across the stiffened nipples. His mouth came down on 
hers and he thrust his tongue deep into her oral cavern as he squeezed her 
immature breasts. 

The head of his cock was between her puffy cunt lips, but he made no move to 
push it into her and Patty's hopes rose. Maybe he's just going to play with 
me, she thought. That would be okay, if he just rubs me until I cum. 

Then she realized that she was being overly optimistic. If he makes me cum. 
he's going to want me to do something to him; he's going to want to cum 
himself: Well, she thought, why can't I try doing to him what I did to Roy? 
If I make him cum that way, he might decide that that was enough. I'd rather 
use my hand to make him cum than my mouth, or my cunt. 

She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his cock, then 
commenced to slide her hand back and forth. George tightened his fingers on 
her breasts and Patty interpreted that as a sign that he approved of what 
she was doing to him, so she moved her hand a little faster around the warm, 
turgid cock. George withdrew his tongue from her mouth and she followed it 
with her own tongue, pushing it into his mouth as she rubbed her lips under 
his. 

He stepped back a little, taking the head of his cock out of her cuntal 
furrow. Lifting his mouth from hers, he whispered: "Play with the head and 
my balls, too." 

For several minutes, as she jiggled and fondled his balls and worked her 
other hand around the spongy head of his cock, he merely rubbed her entire 
cunt. But, when she shifted the hand from the head of his cock to the shaft 
and resumed the pumping motion, he centered the action of his fingers 
against her swollen clitoris. 

"Ooooohhhh," Patty sighed as her ass started moving in tight little circles 
on the counter. "You like that, do you?" George asked, chuckling. All the 
aroused little sixteen-year-old girl could do was nod her head vigorously. 

His finger started flicking the engorged bundle of nerve-endings and her 
breathing grew ragged. Faster and faster went he hand around his cock as he 
diddled her clitoris in a way that soon had her pelvis moving in and out in 
the rhythm of fucking. 

Not that she was really aware of how her body was moving. All Patty was 
thinking about was the wonderful feeling he was producing in her immature 
body with his hands. He was still stroking and squeezing her breasts, moving 
his hand from one to the other and back as he frigged her cunt. 

"Slow down," he whispered and she reduced the speed with which she had been 
pumping her hand up and down the shaft of his cock. I guess he wants it to 
last longer, she told herself. 

George slipped his hand lower on her pussy and pushed a finger into her 
cunt, then commenced sawing it in and out. "Mmmmm," Patty murmured, leaning 
forward to rest her forehead against his shoulder. It was funny to look down 
and see him playing with her pussy, but she didn't close her eyes. Thus, she 
saw him as he worked a second finger into the tightness of her vaginal 
passage. 

As he sawed his finger in and out of her cunt, the heel of his hand ground 
against her clitoris and Patty sighed with delight. Ohhhhh, she told 
herself, this is so nice. If this is all he wants from me, I won't have any 
trouble keeping him happy. It won't bother me to do this every night that he 
lets me stay here. 

A third finger was pushed into her cunt and Patty moaned with pleasure. 
Having three fingers in her pussy was almost like having a cock there. 

He didn't leave the third finger in her cunt for long though. To ner 
disappointment, she withdrew one finger only a few moments after he had 
inserted it into her vagina. Now what is he going to do? Patty asked 
herself. 

What he did was hook the slippery finger into her asshole and push it as 
deep as he could. 

"AAAHHHHHH!" she moaned, her cry only partially muffled by her lips being 
against his chest. The feeling of having her body invaded front and rear was 
almost overpowering. Despite his telling her to go slowly, she had to jerk 
faster on his cock as he sawed his fingers into her cunt and asshole. 

"OOOOOHHHH!" she squealed as he pressed his hand harder against her clitoris 
each time he pulled his fingers back from the depth of their penetration of 
her body. 

Jesus, oh, dear Jesus, he's doing it so nicely, Patty said to herself as she 
finger-fucked her cunt and asshole with greater vigor. She could feel her 
juices oozing out of her snatch to coat the insides of her thighs and she 
felt ashamed that she was so juicy. 

His tongue was slashing across her nipple as he chewed, lightly, at the base 
of the pert hillock in his mouth. His cheeks were hollowed in from his 
suction on her breast, but it felt so good. 

A moment later and she felt his sperm spurting against her belly. Her hand 
moved faster than it had been doing and drove his fingers into her cunt with 
even greater force. 

Finally, the motion of their hands slacked off. George stepped back from 
her, pulling his fingers from her trembling body as he did so. He lifted his 
hand to his mouth and sucked her pussy fluids from his fingers as she 
blushed again. 

"That was wonderful.'" she murmured as he caught her around the waist and 
lifted her, then set her down on the floor. 

"Pick up your clothes," he told her, bending to gather his own. She did as 
instructed and he led her from the kitchen, turning off the lights as he did 
so. Down the hall they went, in the darkness. A few seconds later, they were 
entering a bedroom. George left her standing in the middle of the room for a 
moment, moving through the dark room with the knowledge of familiarity. 

A match flared and then he had a candle glowing. Patty saw a chair nearby 
and dropped her clothes on it as he threw back the covers on the king-size 
bed. "Hop in," he directed. Even though it was obvious that he was going to 
be sharing the bed, Patty felt no hesitation about doing as directed. He's 
not going to want anything more tonight, she told herself, as she stretched 
out on the cool sheet. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Despite the fact that it was a big bed and she was close to the far side of, 
when George entered the bed, he pressed up against Patty's back. Oh, no, she 
thought, hasn't he had enough? I already made him cum once, what more does 
he want? 

At first, he seemed content to merely lie there with his arms around her. He 
slipped one arm under her neck and angled it down her body until he could 
close his fingers around one of her pert little breasts. The upper arm 
snaked over her hip and the hand settled in the curve of her pussy. However, 
he made no real effort to caress her cunt. 

After a few moments, George started wiggling backward, pulling her with him. 
He had no difficulty maneuvering her sparse body back until he was in the 
middle of the bed and she was next to him, her trim little ass snug against 
his groin. Patty was relieved that his cock was limp and sticky against her 
buttocks. At least, she thought, he's not interested in fucking me. 

He didn't seem interested in doing anything but holding her. Then, after a 
few moments, his fingers started moving. The hand on her breasts began 
scurrying over them, tracing their contours. The hand on her hot pussy began 
burrowing between her thighs, working into the soggy mass of her cunt. 

Patty raised her upper knee into the air and rested her dainty foot high on 
the flattened calf of her other leg. It opened her cunt to his fingers. If 
he's going to do it. she told herself, with all the logic her 
sixteen-year-old mind could muster, I might as well make it easy for him. 
The sooner he's satisfied, the sooner he'll leave me alone. 

The movements of her ass and the steady undulation of her hips soon made it 
obvious that she wasn't bored, or too tired. When George shifted his hands 
and started maneuvering her, she turned of her own accord and presented her 
mouth to his demanding lips. 

He folded his lower arm and closed the fingers around one of her breasts 
again, while the other hand started massaging and kneading the resilient 
flesh of her boyish ass. Slowly, the fingers worked their way into the rear 
cleavage of the nubile little redhead and she shuddered as she felt one of 
this fingers playing against the puckered rosette of her asshole. 

Ohhhhh, Patty thought, it must be terribly wicked to like somebody playing 
with my shithole, but it does feel good. Patty didn't know that the same 
nerve system that operated in her cunt also branched into her ass. 

His thumb hooked into her seeping pussy and wiggled, making her arch her 
hips forward involuntarily. She also sucked in her breath, trapping his 
thick tongue in her mouth. Her slimmer tongue slithered around his and she 
rubbed her free breast against his hairy chest as he began pushing his 
middle finger into her asshole. Oooooohh, Patty thought, it's soooo wicked, 
but it feels sooo goooood. 

George shifted his hands on her body and maneuvered her to her back. Patty 
threw her legs as far apart as she could and undulated her boyish hips 
steadily as he positioned himself on his knees and elbows, with his knees 
between her legs. She was still massaging and caressing his cock, even 
though it was fully erect. After all, George was rubbing her heated little 
pussy, working two fingers into her tight cunt and another finger was sawing 
in and out of her asshole. 

He leaned forward and commenced licking at her breast, circling the tip of 
his tongue over the quivering hemispheres. Each time his tongue slithered 
across her turreted nipples, Patty would sigh with pleasure. 

"Don't you wish my breasts were bigger?" she whispered to George as he 
sucked greedily at one taut hillock. 

"No," he murmured as he lifted his mouth from the aching little tit and 
licked at the skin between it and its twin. "No, I like tits like yours; 
just ripening, so to speak." He slashed his tongue over her other nipple, 
the started to bite, gently, at the flesh beneath the throbbing spear of 
flesh. 

His hands slipped under her squirming little ass and lifted her hips into 
the air. Holding her there with his half-extended arms, he moved his mouth 
to her lightly haired mons veneris and sucked hard at the plump mound. 
"OOOHHH!" Patty squealed as his chin pressed into her pussy. 

For several minutes he worked his mouth, lips and teeth against the engorged 
mound above the cleft of her cunt. Then he began licking at the furrow of 
her pussy, swiping his tongue down the heated groove between her puffy 
cuntlips. Patty's ass squirmed more fitfully in his big hands as he lapped 
at her vagina. 

She couldn't reach his cock with her hands and wondered if he was going to 
want her to suck it for him after he finished eating her, or if he was just 
going to get her good and aroused and then screw her. She would have 
preferred for him to reverse himself on the bed and let her suck his cock 
while he was eating her pussy, but she didn't want to say so for fear that 
he would think she wanted to suck his cock. Actually, she hadn't minded 
sucking her Uncle Larry's massive cock and she wouldn't mind if she had to 
suck George's but. she wasn't going to make any suggestions that she do so: 
she wasn't going to let him think that she was that wanton. 

His tongue wagged back and forth across her cuntal cleft as he moved his 
head up and down, licking at every part of her pussy. Whenever he reached 
the upper part of her cunt, where the lips joined and shielded her swollen 
clitoris, he dallied longer, his tongue flicking and nudging the throbbing 
bud until Patty would grab at his head and press his mouth tighter to her 
cunt. At times, she pressed it there so forcefully that his teeth ground 
against her pussy in and almost painful manner. But, the barely nubile 
little redhead didn't mind the tormenting pressure of his teeth against her 
most sensitive parts, it only added to the great delight she was receiving 
as he savaged her pussy with his mouth. 

Opening his mouth wider, George sucked half of her pussy into his wanton, 
greedy mouth. His teeth chewed at the pulpy lips of her cunt and his tongue 
stabbed at her swollen clitoris until Patty dug her fingernails into his 
scalp as the roaring in her ears grew to hurricane loudness and her mind was 
filming over with fiery heat and redness. 

When she regained control of herself, George's mouth was pressed tight above 
her cunt and he was sucking hungrily, drawing her cuntal fluids from the 
tunnel of her vagina. "Oooohhh!" she sighed. 

"MMMMM!" Patty cried as his tongue left her cunt and slithered along her 
rear cleavage. He reached her asshole and pushed his tongue forward and 
Patty screamed incoherently. "Ohhh, she thought, this is the wickedest thing 
anybody's ever done to me. It must be, but it feels so good. 

A thought flashed across her mind and Patty blanched at it. Have him put his 
cock up her ass? Ohhhhh, that's terrible, she told herself. But, no matter 
how terrible she considered the idea, it excited her more than any other 
idea she'd ever had about sex. In fact, it excited her so much that she 
started cumming again. 

George must have realized that she was cumming again, for he shifted his 
mouth back to her cunt and sucked there for a moment. But, before he had 
drawn all of her juices from her vaginal passage, he was levering himself 
over her body. 

Even as his cock head nudged against her slippery cunt, Patty was humping 
her ass into the air, trying to get his cock into her. His mouth mashed 
against hers and his tongue shot forward. Patty sucked on it with no thought 
to the fact that he had just had his tongue inside of her asshole. That 
didn't matter. All that mattered was her terrible desire to have her cunt 
filled with hot, hard cock. 

Then, he was sliding his cock into her and she shuddered against him as he 
drove it to the depths of her cunt with one smooth thrust. "AAAAHH!" she 
cried against his mouth as she hunched her pussy up to grind the puffy lips 
against his loins. 

He fucked her furiously, ramming his cock as far into her cunt as it would 
go, then drawing it back until the under-aged girl was afraid he was going 
to slip from the hungry maw of her vagina. But, at the last moment, he would 
reverse the direction of his hips and drive his cock back into her aching 
pussy "You like that, don't you?" George asked, lifting his mouth from hers 
and speaking against her ear. 

 OOOOOHH!! YEESSSS!" she moaned enthusiastically. She nipped at his shoulder 
as she worked her trim little ass in tight circles, pushing it down to get 
his finger deeper into her bowels. Again the idea crossed her mind that she 
wanted his cock to replace his finger in her asshole, but she was still too 
unused to sex to suggest that he put it there. For all the naive little 
teenager knew, it might be such a depraved idea that he would think she was 
terrible for even thinking about it. 

Her coltish legs rose and locked across his back, her feet pushing at his 
ass in an effort to drive his cock deeper into her cunt. He licked at her 
ear and sawed the finger in and out of her asshole in counterpoint to the 
thrusts of his cock into her pussy. As his cock went in, the finger drew 
back, and vice versa. 

Patty was cumming by then, cumming hard. Her mind was blank except for the 
redness that had poured over it and she couldn't hear anything because of 
the roaring in her ears. 

"AAAIIIEEE!" she cried as her vaginal muscles tightened and relaxed, 
tightened and relaxed, around his deeply embedded cock. 

"Jesus, you just go crazy, don't you?" George asked. She could tell he 
wasn't upset by that, in fact, it seemed from his tone of voice that he 
approved of her passion, once she got started. 

"Ever been screwed in the ass?" George asked. Pattys heart leaped as she 
realized that his casualness was forced, that he wanted to put his cock in 
her asshole. 

"Yeeessss," she hissed, no longer ashamed of herself for admitting it. From 
his tone of voice, she was sure he'd fucked other females in the ass. If 
other people like Larry and Paula, do it, it can't be as wicked as I was 
afraid it was, she told herself. 

"HHIIIEEEE!" she shrieked as her asshole was stretched by his cock. But, it 
didn't really hurt and she pushed at his hard ass in an effort to get more 
of his cock inside of her. 

Long before he'd buried his cock in her ass and started jetting his hot cum 
into her bowels, the tremors that had shaken her had proven so strong that 
she'd blacked out. 

George went to sleep with his cock buried in her ass, although it went limp 
and slipped from her body in the night. By then, he had rolled half-off of 
her and, shortly after that, they had both shifted and ended up with their 
backs to each other. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

When Patty awoke in the morning, George was already up and dressed. "There's 
a fresh towel for you," he said, pointing to a door which she presumed led 
to the bathroom. "Do you have a skirt with you?" She nodded. "How about a 
bra?" 

Again, she nodded. "Okay, put them both on when you get dressed. I'm going 
to run down to the corner and get some breakfast." Patty had no idea why he 
wanted her to get dressed the way he had requested, but she agreed. After 
all, he was going to feed and shelter her; she had to do what he wanted. 

By the time he returned, Patty had showered and dressed the way he wanted. 
Her skirt wasn't really fashionable, since it exposed her knees, but no more 
of her thighs than the first fraction of an inch. Her blouse was a little 
more up-to-date and allowed a tiny sliver of her pert little breasts to show 
in the neckline; but, only when she was wearing a brassiere that pushed up 
her breast up and in, as did the garment she's put on. 

"Unh, morning," came a voice from behind her. She turned and saw a girl that 
might have been a year, or two, at the most, older than she standing in the 
doorway. The girl, was almost skinny, except for a pair of breasts that 
seemed too large for her body. She had a pinched face and tousled, blonde 
hair that was cut in a Hammil. "Morning, Judy," George said, then introduced 
the girl, who was wearing only a man's shirt and panties, to Patty. 

"Hi," the girl said, reaching down to scratch at her crotch. "She moving 
in?" 

"Awww, George," Judy protested. "Not pictures. You know I don't like doing 
pictures with people that aren't hip to what's coming down." 

"Nobody's saying you have to stay here," George reminded the girl as she 
removed the cap from a container of coffee and added sugar and cream. "You 
can do it, or you can leave." 

"You know I've got to do it," Judy answered. "But, it doesn't mean I've got 
to like it." 

"Nobody cares whether you like it, as long as you cooperate," George 
retorted. 

Patty's head was spinning. "What ... what kind of pictures?" she asked in a 
small voice. Something had already told her what kind of pictures they were 
talking about, but she wanted to be sure. 

"Porno," Judy answered, as she opened a container of orange juice. After 
draining it, she continued: "George makes his living taking pictures. A lot 
of them are okay; weddings, stuff like that. But he also sells dirty 
pictures. I guess he's got in mind taking pictures of you and me getting it 
on." 

"You don't seem too upset with my little surprise," George said to the 
nubile little redhead. 

Patty shrugged. "It's nothing I'd do if I had any choice," she admitted. 
"But, I don't see where I have any choice. I mean, you made it pretty 
obvious that I can't stay here unless I do pose for those pictures. And, if 
I leave, I've got no way of knowing what the next place I end up might be 
like. 

"'I mean, I might run into somebody that wanted to hurt me, or who'd make me 
fuck all kinds of people. You know, be a whore." She drained a carton of 
orange juice and started on a ham'n'egg sandwich on a bun. 

"You're a runaway?" Judy asked her. 

When Patty nodded, Judy said: "So am I, in a way." 

"What do you mean, 'in a way'? " Patty asked. Judy made a face. "George is 
my father," she replied. "Oh, he and my old lady have divorced since I was 
three and I didn't see him until I got in a hassle with her and came out 
here. I just knew who he was because he sent presents on my birthday and 
Christmas." 

"And he makes you pose for pictures like that?" Patty asked in amazement. 

"Well," the lithe little blonde answered, "like he said, nobody says I have 
to stay here. I can leave any time it gets to hassle my head too much. And, 
he did lie to my old lady and say he had no idea where I was when she called 
out here hunting for me. I mean, he could have told her I was here. Or, he 
could have refused to let me stay here to begin with. He doesn't owe me 
anything." 

"He's your father," Patty protested. 

"Yeah, big deal," Judy retorted. "My old lady got herself knocked-up so he'd 
have to marry her. All she wanted was to get out of her folks' house and he 
was it. She left him as soon as somebody better came along. Just like she 
left that guy when she got a chance to hook up with a better meal ticket." 

"Okay," George said. "Let's get the show on the road. I'll set up. Once 
we're ready, Patty, you stand like Judy's just opened the door and you've 
just come in. We'll do it with the supposition that you've come by on your 
way to school and found out that Judy's skipping and that she talks you into 
balling, instead of going to school Okay?" 

Both girls nodded. George left the room and returned a few minutes later 
with a portable stand of lights and a camera. Once the lights were plugged 
in, the room was twice as bright. Patty then understood why the curtains 
were as thick as they were; it was so he could control the lighting of the 
room and insure privacy. 

Patty took the position indicated and waited as Judy opened the door enough 
to let it seem that she had just let Patty into the room. As she swung the 
door shut, George told Patty to embrace the other girl. 

When Patty slipped her arms around Judy, Judy returned the embrace. Then her 
mouth came down on Patty's and the under-aged little redhead let her lips 
part as soon as she felt Judy's tongue pressing against them. Judy worked 
her tongue into Patty's mouth with short thrusts as she ran her hands down 
the younger girl's back. 

"Hike her skirt up, Judy," George ordered. His daughter did as directed, 
drawing the material up until it was above Patty's trim little ass. "Yeah, 
that's good," George said, as Judy slipped her hands into the nubile 
redhead's panties. "That's very good. You play with her ass, too, Patty." 

He was moving around, shifting the light pole. "Okay," he said, when he was 
finished, "Walk down the hall. Keep you hands on her ass. 

After he'd taken a couple of pictures of them walking away from them, George 
shifted the lights once more and took a couple of more pictures of the two 
teenagers in the hall. "How come you take so many?" Patty asked, staring 
ahead of him as he stood next to the lights. 

"Film's cheap," George answered. She remembered how much she had paid for 
the last roll she'd bought, and how much more it had cost to get the twelve 
exposures developed and cocked her head at him. "The way I do it, it's 
cheap," he assured her. "You see, I buy raw film and make my own rolls and I 
do my own developing. It's better to take extra shots than it is to mess 
something up and have to bother with setting up again to do it over." 

Patty shrugged. If you say so, she told herself. Following his instructions, 
she turned a little and kissed Judy again. The new pose left both of Judy's 
breasts visible, although only as twin projectiles under the shirt. 

Once more, the two teenagers got to step apart from each other as George 
repositioned the lights. They were at the door to a bedroom that looked very 
much like the room Patty had had at her mother's: There were posters of rock 
stars on the wall, records and books scattered about, stuffed animals on the 
bed. Patty wondered, idly, if Judy had set the room up the way it was, or if 
her father had designed it to use as background for his pictures. This must 
be Judy's doing, she thought, it looks too much like the rooms my friends 
and I live in for an adult to have arranged it. 

Since she still had one hand inside of Judy's panties, she slid it lower, 
until she could curve a finger into the older girl's cunt from below. It 
didn't surprise her to find that Judy's pussy was wet, also. "Yeah, Patty, 
hold it like that," George directed as he dropped to his knees and leaned 
forward to get a couple of shots of her with her finger in the bottom of his 
daughter's cunt. 

Judy wormed a hand behind Patty and unfastened her brassiere, then tugged 
one of her lemon-sized breasts from the cup. Ducking her head, the nubile 
blonde fastened her lips to a stiffened nipple and commenced to suck 
greedily at it. Patty worked her fingers against the abundant breast in her 
hand with greater force, sinking her fingertips into the resilient flesh in 
a way that made Judy shudder beside her. 

"It's about time Patty's skirt came off," George decided aloud. Judy sat up 
and slipped the shirt down her arms, thrusting her hips forward as she did 
so. Through the thin material of the other girl's panties, Patty could see 
that her pussy lips were extended, puffy with desire. I wonder if my cunt is 
as ready as her is? the bemused little nymphet asked herself as the 
under-aged blonde unzipped her skirt and drew it down her coltish legs. 
While Judy was removing her skirt, Patty slipped her brassiere off. 

Patty lifted her hands and took both of Judy's big breasts into them. She 
brushed her thumbs over the other girl's extended nipples as she flexed her 
fingers against the pliant flesh. Judy threw her back so far that the cords 
of her throat stood out. From the far side of the bed, George murmured 
encouragement and snapped picture after picture. 

Judy straddled one of Patty's thighs and shifted until the younger girl 
could feel the heat and wetness of the older girl's cunt against her flesh. 
Judy's knee was against her own cunt and she moved her hips, rubbing her 
cunt against the hard surface. Judy was squeezing Patty's breasts and they 
writhed against each other as they stroked and caressed each other's breasts 
and massaged their pussies against each other's body. 

Lean forward. Judy," George instructed. He's getting turned-on, Patty 
thought, recognizing the raspiness of his voice. Then the other girl was 
bending forward. Her hands stayed on Patty's breasts, still working against 
the pert hillocks. 

One of the older teenager's breasts dangled just above Patty's mouth. "Suck 
it," the nubile blonde whispered to the younger girl. Obediently, Patty 
lifted her head and fastened her mouth to the proffered breast. Her lips 
closed around the nipple and she stabbed with her tongue at it as she 
shifted her hand and worked her fingers around the fleshy mound. 

"Put you hand in her panties, Patty," George urged. Patty took her fingers 
from the breast she was sucking and ran it over Judy's flat belly, then 
wormed their fingers into the girl's panties. Judy, anticipating her 
father's request, lifted her ass high in the air, so he could kneel behind 
her and get a picture of Patty's hand working on her cunt. 

"Patty, start working her panties off," George said, his voice even raspier 
with passion. The nubile little redhead stopped massaging Judy's other 
breast and used both hands to work the thin panties over Judy's womanly 
hips. When the panties were as far down as she could get them in the 
position Judy was in, the older girl shifted, keeping her knee jammed into 
the soggy flesh of Patty's cunt, but lifting one knee so the panties could 
be pulled over it. Balancing herself on her elbows and one knee, Judy 
maneuvered her other leg free of the panties. 

"You just wait 'til I start working on you," Judy whispered, as Patty sucked 
more of her large breast into her mouth. "I'll drive you just as crazy as 
you're driving me." 

I hope so, Patty thought as she slashed her tongue across the turgid nipple. 
She thrust a finger into Judy's cunt, driving it as deep as she could, then 
commenced to saw it back and forth. 

"OOOOHH!" Judy cried, tightening her hold on the younger girl's pert little 
breasts. "Don't stop," the pubescent blonde pleaded, "don't stop until I 
cum." 

That was okay with Patty. She finger fucked the other girl hard, slamming 
her entire hand against the soggy pussy of the older blonde. 

"UHHH! UHHHH! UHHHHH!" Judy cried. Suddenly, she was flooding Patty's hand 
with pussy juice as her vaginal muscles spasmed around the digital invader 
of her cunt. Patty sucked harder on Judy's abundant breast and shipped her 
tongue frantically over the elongated nipple. Judy was shuddering, grinding 
her knee against Patty's gaping pussy as she did so. Patty was on the verge 
of cumming herself. 

"Great, just great," George said, breaking into Patty's consciousness. "You 
two can take a break while I reload." 

"Shit," Patty mumbled, as the middle-aged man left the room. 

"What's the matter?" Judy asked, from where she was lying on the bed next to 
Patty. 

"I was about to cum," the sixteen-year-old redhead replied. 

George returned to the room with his camera reloaded. "Why don't you two 
stretch out the right way on the bed?" he suggested. Languidly, the two 
teenagers did as instructed. 

"Okay," George said. "Take her panties off, Judy. Twist around and push them 
down. Patty lift your legs so she can get them all the way off." 

Once her panties were removed Patty spread her legs as far apart as she 
could. Judy remained in her twisted position, her fingers spread over 
Patty's cunt, one of them hooked into the younger girl's pussy. 

"Hey," George interjected, "I want some shots of you sucking her breasts, 
Judy." 

"She was almost ready to cum," Judy shot back. 'You can take the shots of me 
sucking her breasts after I bring her off." 

"Okay." her father agreed. He was silent for a moment, as Judy ground the 
heel of her hand against Patty's engorged mons veneris. "Patty." he 
directed, "start kissing and licking her ass cheek. And. Judy. Patty likes 
fingers and things up her ass." 

"Oh, great," Judy replied. "I don't care much for people doing things to my 
ass,"' she explained to Patty, "but, I love tongue fucking assholes." Patty 
shivered with anticipation, hoping George would want a picture or two of his 
daughter with her tongue up her ass. 

"Show me a little more tongue. Patty," he directed and she stuck the labial 
instrument out further as she licked at the other under-aged girl's hip and 
plump ass. I'm going to have to try using my tongue on somebody's asshole, 
she told herself. Maybe I'll like it; I've liked everything else I've done. 

Before George could say anything, Judy shifted her position and threw a leg 
across Patty's writhing torso. As soon as Patty saw the thickly-haired cunt 
over her face, she lifted her head and buried her tongue in the spongy 
flesh. "HAAAAA!" Judy cried. 

Her fingers were withdrawn from Patty's ass and cunt, but she bent the 
younger girl's legs back, then started licking at her pussy. And, she 
slipped one hand under Patty and rammed a finger back in her asshole. 

The way they were positioned on the bed, George couldn't really get good 
pictures of Patty eating Judy. The little redheaded girl-child was sure that 
he would want that kind of picture, but assumed he'd get it later, the way 
he'd get pictures of Judy sucking her breasts. Not that she minded. She 
already knew that she'd be making it with Judy when George wasn't around. 

At George's instruction, they rolled over. Judy shifted a little, bringing 
her cunt under Patty's mouth. Without hesitation, Patty rammed her tongue 
into the streaming passage. Judy shifted and positioned her hot tongue at 
Patty's asshole, then held it there as George took a couple of pictures in 
close-up of the tongue tip and the puckered rosette. Then Judy pushed her 
tongue inward and Patty started cumming again. 

Maybe it was the taste of her juices flowing over Judy's face or maybe it 
was having her tongue up Patty's ass, but Judy started cumming herself. 
Patty sucked at the girl's spasming cunt, swallowing the hot, slightly salty 
fluids as she ran her tongue in and out of the vaginal passage of the older 
teenager. "UUNNNHHHH!" Judy screamed, her cry muffled because her tongue was 
still in Patty's asshole. 

When they had stopped shuddering against each other, the two teenagers 
rolled onto their backs. George moved around the bed, taking a few more 
pictures of them as they sprawled in the afterglow of their hard cums. 
Finally, he moved out of sight. A moment or so later, he was back with damp 
wash clothes. The girls cleaned the pussy juices from their faces and 
waited. "Here," he said to Patty, handing her, her panties, "slip these back 
on." 

Once she'd done so, he reposed her on her back and had Judy get on her 
elbows and knees beside her. As Judy sucked on Patty's breasts , she worked 
her hand into the younger girl's panties and rubbed her pussy. By the time 
George was ready to get the pictures of Patty eating his daughter's cunt, 
both girls were aroused enough that they had no trouble cumming again. 

And, while George was in the darkroom developing and printing the pictures 
he'd taken, the two horny teenagers ate each other a third time. They didn't 
mention that to George, although they agreed that it was the best cum they 
had that day. 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

It was a couple of days after Patty had been forced to pose for pornographic 
pictures with Judy, by the other girl's father. In the interval, things in 
the house had been quiet. Oh, the two under-aged girls had made love with 
each other a couple of times. And George had fucked them both, usually 
alone, but, once by joining them as they had sported with each other. Judy 
had accepted the invasion of her mouth, cunt and asshole as readily as Patty 
had. From the seventeen-year-old girl, Patty had learned that a body had no 
concept of right or wrong, that it knew only desire and assuagement. 

The two under-aged girls were sprawled on the couch in the living room. 
Because they'd gone out earlier to get breakfast, they were dressed, a 
somewhat unusual occurrence. Normally, both girls wandered around the house 
naked: or wearing, at the most, panties and an old shirt of George's. On 
this particular morning, both were clad in panties and cut-offs: Judy was 
also wearing a T-shirt, while Patty had a halter on. 

When the front door opened, the teenagers turned their attention from the 
TV. George was coming into the house, followed by a teenaged male. "Hi, 
Rick," Judy squealed as she hopped to her feet. 

"Hi, Judy," he replied, his gaze on Patty. "Who's your friend?" 

"That's Patty," Judy answered. 

Rick and Judy moved to each other and went into a heated embrace. What's 
going on here? Patty asked herself as she saw the boy's hand move under the 
nubile blonde's T-shirt and voyage up to one of her pointy breasts. Then she 
heard George returning and her question was answered: it was going to be 
another photo session. 

Me? Patty thought gulping. Then it dawned on her. This is going to be like 
Paula and Larry and I the night I left there; all three of us doing things 
to each other. 

Look at this, Patty," she directed. The younger girl stepped back and 
lowered her eyes, then felt them go wide: Rick's cock was even bigger than 
George's. In fact, it was almost as big as Larry's. Judy had her hand 
wrapped around it and half of the shaft was still visible. 

"Grab hold of it, too, Patty," George ordered. Patty closed a hand around 
the shaft of the cock above Judy's Together, they managed to conceal all of 
the cock except for the crimson head. Golly, Patty thought, I wonder if it's 
going to keep growing; it'll be huge if it does. 

Judy reached behind Rick and, swiftly, undid the knot of the halter behind 
Patty's neck, causing the silk triangle to fall away from the younger girl's 
breasts. "Hey, they're pretty cute," Rick told the barely pubescent little 
sixteen year old. "Small, hut cute." He moved his hand out from under the 
cloth and started rotating his palm over one of the compact mounds, drawing 
the nipple into stiffened erectness. Despite herself, Patty shivered. 

"Here's the scam," George said, as he moved around the grouping of 
teenagers. "Judy's old enough to date and she knows Rick from somewhere. 
She's invited him over so you can find out what screwing is like, Patty. The 
three of you get each other's clothes off: then Rick sits on the couch and 
you kneel next to him so he can make out with you while Judy sucks him off. 

After that, he fucks you. then both of you work on his cock with your mouths 
until he's ready again and he fucks Judy. While he's screwing her, Patty, 
you suck on her tits. Got it?" 

Patty nodded. She was still squeezing Rick's cock, as Judy was: and he was 
still fondling their breasts. At a nod from George, Patty took her hand away 
from the stiff cock and caught the hem of Judy's T-shirt, then pushed it up 
to reveal her friend's large breasts. Briefly, the older girl released her 
grip on the boy's cock, so she could skim the T-shirt over her head. Patty 
took advantage of that to finish untying her silk halter, baring herself to 
the waist, too. 

The sixteen-year-old girl wasn't sure what she was supposed to do, but she 
finished opening Rick's jeans, then commenced fondling his cock and balls as 
Judy lifted his feet out of the crumpled cloth. "Very good," George 
murmured. "Now, you girls strip." 

Judy rose and unfastened her cutoffs, then shoved them and her panties down 
to her feet. After stepping out of them with one foot, she kicked the other 
leg into the air. tossing the garments away and opening her cunt until the 
pink, inner flesh was revealed. 

Why am I wondering if he's taking color pictures? Patty asked herself as she 
undid her own shorts and lowered them and her panties in one motion, the way 
Judy had. 

Now that all three of them were naked. Rick crossed the few feet to the 
couch and sprawled upon it, her knees spread to allow Judy to get to his 
cock. She dropped to her knees and commenced licking the stiff rod as Rick 
held out his arms to Patty. 

The nubile little redhead moved to the couch side and bent to kiss the boy. 
He lifted his hands and closed them over her jaunty breasts as Patty slid 
her tongue into his mouth. "Move your legs apart, Patty," George called as 
he squatted and aimed the camera upward. Blushing a little, Patty did as she 
was instructed. 

A moment later and she entered the couch on her knees. Her new position 
required her to either sit on her heels or keep her ass elevated and, before 
she could decide which to do, she felt Judy's hand caressing the trim mounds 
in a way that directed her to keep her ass elevated. 

By straining her eyes, Patty was able to glimpse what Judy was doing. The 
nubile blonde had shifted and was sucking on one of Rick's testicles. From 
the way he was squeezing her breasts, Patty decided that he liked having his 
balls mouthed. I'll have to remember to do that to George the next time he 
wants me to suck him off, she told herself. 

"Patty, shift so he can suck on one of your tits," George called. It was an 
instruction she was glad to obey, for he had already fondled her breasts to 
an aching fullness. She presented one of them and Rick took the whole of the 
compact mound into his mouth at once. 

As he slashed his tongue across her turgid nipple. Judy lifted her head and 
dropped her mouth over his rampant cock. Patty watched the older girl as her 
cheeks hollowed from the hungry way she was sucking on the massive cock. 

Rick slid a hand down Patty's body and commenced to fondle her pussy, 
rubbing his fingers along the rapidly dampening cleft. Patty twined her 
fingers in his hair and pressed his lips harder against the breast he was 
sucking. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she murmured. 

It seemed he had barely commenced to caress her clitoris when he ran a 
finger into her cunt. Too soon. Patty wanted to tell him, but she recognized 
that they were operating on a tight time schedule and that she couldn't 
expect him to take all the time she wanted him to take. I wonder if he'd 
come over some time when George isn't taking pictures? she asked herself. 
I'd really like to fuck him when there were just the two of us. I'll ask him 
before he leaves. And hope that Judy doesn't mind. I would like to screw a 
guy my own age without anything else being involved; the only time I've 
fucked with just me and somebody else. 

it's been George. Rick's body tensed against hers and Patty realized that 
Judy's eager mouth had already brought him to the point where he was about 
to come. "Let some of it run out of your mouth, Judy," George directed. "It 
makes Pete happy -when he gets shots where cum shows." 

Pete? Patty thought. Is it the same Pete that Larry knows? She hoped that it 
wasn't; otherwise, Larry might be able to locate her. 

Patty, twist around and put one foot on the back of the couch," George 
directed. The aroused little nymphet did so, aware that her cunt was 
completely exposed to the camera as she did so. 

To her surprise, Judy thrust her head forward and began to lick at the 
opened cunt. Then she saw that Rick's cock had started to go soft after 
being emptied, but that the sight of Judy eating her was giving him a 
renewed hard-on. 

In a moment, he was pushing Judy away from her cunt and moving to cover her 
trembling body with his. Judy scooted along the floor and knelt even with 
Patty's head. Slipping one hand under the younger girl, she turned her so 
their lips could meet. "Yeah, that's great," George said. "That's great. 
Rick, go slow putting it into her. And, Patty, drop a hand down so you can 
finger-fuck Judy while you're getting screwed. After all, she's letting her 
boyfriend fuck you so you can learn what it's like. You want to keep her 
happy; you want her to let it happen again." 

Patty gasped against Judy's mouth as she felt the head of Rick's cock push 
into her dilated cunt. He stopped as soon as he was lodged securely within 
her vagina. Somehow, even without being able to see him, Patty was aware 
that George was taking close-ups of her delicate little cunt being invaded 
by the boy's massive cock. 

"Okay, Rick, have fun," George said. Patty heard him moving around and 
remembered that she was supposed to be fingering Judy's cunt. She let her 
hand fall from the couch and began rubbing the older girl's pussy. Since 
Judy's ass was being held high in the air, her father had no difficulty in 
getting pictures of the seventeen-year-old's pussy as Patty rubbed her 
fingers against it. 

Still, the steady movement of his cock in and out of her vaginal passage was 
enough to assure Patty that she would come herself. When Rick drove his cock 
to the end of her cunt, he would grind his loins against hers, making his 
cock rub against her swollen clitoris. Although it was difficult with one of 
her legs elevated, Patty hunched her cunt against him as she worked to bring 
herself off. 

Twisting her mouth free from Judy's, Patty pleaded: "Oh, Rick, fuck me a 
little harder. Make me come, Rick, make me come." 

"HHHHHIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!" Patty shrilled as her body jerked convulsively. Rick 
kept his cock buried in her cunt until the tremors in her body subsided, 
then pulled slowly out of her juicy pussy. 

For a moment, he rested upon Patty's sweat-dampened body. Then he pushed 
himself up and rolled to a seated position. His cock, somewhat deflated, 
rested against his thigh, glistening from her cuntal fluids. 

"Okay, girls" George said, impatiently, "both of you work on his cock with 
your mouths: get him hard enough to fuck Judy." 

Judy remained on the floor, while Patty turned around and positioned herself 
on her elbows and knees. Since Judy had already taken the head of Rick's 
cock into her mouth, Patty began to lick at the shaft. It disturbed the 
sixteen-year-old girl somewhat that she was licking her own juices from the 
cock, but she soon decided that she was being silly. 

With that thought in mind, Patty commenced to lick at the slowly stretching 
cock-shaft with greater ardor. Then Judy lifted her mouth from the bulbous 
head of the cock and whispered: "Kiss me, Patty, with his cock between our 
mouths." 

Patty almost giggled at the idea, but did as Judy suggested. To her 
surprise, she was able to mesh her lips with the older girl's and they slid 
their tongues against each other's lips, brushing them over Rick's cock as 
they did so. The treatment caused the boy to stiffen dramatically. 

"Stretch out on your side. Rick," George directed. Once the boy was in 
position. George looked at Judy. "Okay, on your side next to him."" Once 
Judy was as directed George had her twist her upper torso until Rick was 
able to kiss the blonde girl. "Throw your leg back over him" George told his 
daughter. 

Again, Judy did as directed. Now Rick's cock was resting against her pussy 
cleft. "Shift up until he can get it in you, Judy," her father ordered and 
the underage girl wiggled higher on the couch, then eased herself back down, 
impaling her cunt on the rampant cock. 

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the nubile seventeen-year-old sighed as the stiff 
cock was driven further into her vaginal passage by the wiggling of her 
lithe body. Rick wormed a hand under her and cupped it around one of her 
firm breasts, his fingers seeking the stiffened nipple immediately. He was 
leaning toward her, but remaining far enough away that Judy couldn't get her 
lips to his. "Work your tongues against each other's," George ordered and 
the couple did just that. 

Patty had remembered what George had ordained earlier. She moved to the 
floor and crouched over Judy's body, her mouth busy on the breast that Rick 
wasn't fondling. "Very good, Patty," George murmured. "Ohhhhh, yesssss, very 
good." 

Judy worked one of her hands down and commenced fingering Patty's cunt 
again. 

Unbidden, Patty reached out and began flicking her finger against Judy's 
clitoris, making the older girl shudder. "Excellent, excellent, Patty," 
George said behind them, "you have a real talent for this." For several 
minutes, neither girl moved. 

Finally, Judy swung herself to a seated position. "I'm gonna take a shower" 
she announced. "Want to join me?" 

They soaped each other but it was an act of friendship, not sex. 

After they had rinsed and started drying themselves, Patty remembered that 
she had wanted to see if she could set up something with Rick when they 
could be alone. "Do you know Rick's phone number?" she asked Judy. 

"I can give you his phone number, but you're wasting your time calling him" 
Judy replied. 

"Why? Patty asked, wondering what Judy knew. 

"Rick likes getting his cock sucked by guys" Judy replied. 

"You're kidding?" Patty gasped. Judy shook her head. "Well, why did he fuck 
us then?" Patty demanded. 

"Because he gets paid" Judy replied. "He's got a big cock and George gives 
him fifty bucks to screw. Besides, as long as he can fuck over here and get 
his gun, he can tell himself that he's not completely queer. He can say to 
himself that he's going to start fucking girls regularly, as soon as he 
finds a girl he really likes. But, he's never going to find one. 

"You want me to call Terry, the guy I know that goes to college?" Judy 
asked. "I think he's got a brother that's seventeen that might like to go 
out with you, particularly if he knew you'd screw. It'd be more like a real 
date." 

"I never had a real date" Patty answered. "My mom never let me. Yeah, I 
think I would like it." 

Then a horrible thought crossed her mind. "What about your dad?" "What about 
him?" Judy retorted. "Won't he get pissed at us for going out?" 

Judy shrugged. ' Why should he? If he wants some ass. hell get it when we 
get home. I mean, he knows he doesn't own us. He may run our lives pretty 
much while we're here, telling us to fuck this guy or that woman ..." 
"Woman?" Patty exploded. "Yeah." Judy agreed. Twice, he's brought over women 
for me to get it on with. I think they pay him to get next to a kid. Both 
times, he gave me money after they left." 

"See" Judy explained, "George knows that he can't get too bitchy. I mean, we 
can split any time we want to. He knows I'd do it, too, if he gave me too 
much of a hard time." 

That's right. Patty thought, I can leave, too. "Okay," she said, "call 
what's-his-name, the one with the brother." A moment later, she added: "And, 
call they guy that'll pay a hundred dollars to fuck me." 

If I decide to leave, she told herself, I'll need the money. I might have a 
night when I couldn't find a guy to buy me food or give me a place to sleep. 
I'd better take this money while I can get it. 

Patty smiled to herself as she left the bathroom. I'm growing up, she 
thought, I must be, I'm starting to think about practical things. 


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