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The Power of Persuasion

Part One:
When I was six, I got in a fight with Dougie Peterson, the boy who lived
next door to us.  Dougie and I were best friends. Our moms used to say we
were twins born of different mothers.  One day while playing war in our
sandbox, I got real mad at him for kicking over my army guys.  We started
scuffling- typical kid stuff, more pushing and shouting than a real fight.
But something happened.  Dougie had wrestled me to the ground and was
punching me when all of a sudden, everything got red.  I remember yelling
at him, Get off of me!  Get off of me! Dougie stopped hitting me
immediately, and stood like a zombie over me, staring straight into space.
That should have startled me, but the rush of blood through my ears sounded
like a jet engine.  I hate you- I wish youd die! I yelled, seeing my
nosebleed staining the front of my T-shirt.   Dougie looked at me as if he
was asking me a question, and then he looked up at the sky.  His whole body
went rigid as he arched his back and fell spasming to the ground.

Dougie? I prodded him.  He didnt move.  DOUGIE!!! I yelled. Then,
scared out of my wits, MOM! MOM! I think Dougies hurt!  My mother
rocketed out of the kitchen where she had been making us lunch and ran to
Dougies side.  Just then, I blacked out and remembered nothing until I
woke up the next day.  My mom told me Dougie had died from a stroke brought
on by a blood clot in his brain.  I blamed myself, of course, but Mom told
me that the clot was so huge that it had to have been there for months
before he died.

Somehow, I always knew that Dougies death was my fault.  Maybe it was the
fact that whenever I was excited or mad the other kids would do whatever I
told them to do.  As I became more aware of what I thought of as my Power
of Persuasion, I learned to be careful and not say anything that could be
interpreted as harmful.  I became a very quiet child, almost to the point
of autism.  But it was the only way my young mind could cope with the
enormity of my power.  Even the most innocent comment could be taken as an
absolute command, and someone could easily get hurt.

It wasnt until I was in the third grade that I realized the potential of
Persuasion.  One time, I saw Kelly Branford (the object of my dreams)
walking home.  I whispered to myself from across the schoolyard, I wish
Kelly would let me walk home with her...  Kellys head whipped around and
fixed on me.  She waved me over, Carl!  Cmere!  You want to come over and
see my new puppy?  I ran over to her side, and we went to her house to
play with Skipper, her cocker spaniel.

Kellys mom wasnt home, but Kelly had a key and let us in.  We had some
peanut butter sandwiches, and then Kelly and I played in the backyard with
Skipper for a while.  It was pretty boring.  All Kelly wanted to do was
dress Skipper up in frilly dresses, which Skipper didnt like too much.  To
make things worse, Skipper was scared of me, and she peed on the patio when
I tried to make her learn to roll over.  I decided to experiment further.
(((I wish we could just go up to your room,))) I whispered in Kellys
direction.  Kellys eyes found mine and she stared blankly at me for a
moment.  Then she dropped Skipper and the dress she was trying to make her
wear and said Would you like to see my room, Carl?  I nodded.

As we climbed the stairs, I started to get real excited.  Here I was, with
Kelly Branford, the prettiest girl in the third grade!  Her room was the
typical girls room of the time- lots of lace and pink ruffles.  The canopy
bed looked cool, but I lost interest when I found out that you didnt get
to sleep up on the top.  (((Kelly, take off all your clothes and lie down
on the bed.))) I whispered.  She dropped the dumb doll she had been
showing me and then slowly undressed.  Her skirt and blouse came off first.
I laughed when I saw her training bra, more a formality than anything else.
She flushed bright red, but kept on undressing.  Soon, she was naked.  Her
soft pink body blended in with the frilly covers of her bed.  I had her
pose for me in various positions as I examined every inch of her body.  It
was amazing.  I had never seen a girl close-up before, and I had no idea of
what half of the stuff I was looking at was for.  I never got a chance to
find out that day, because just as I was about to start touching those
interesting places, I heard a car pull up in the driveway.

Your mom! I yelled.  Kelly snapped out of her trance-like state and
screamed.  (((Stop yelling!))) I whispered desperately.  Her voice cut
off in mid-scream.  I looked around at some board games on a shelf in her
room.  (((Get dressed as fast as you can, and when your mom comes
upstairs, tell her we were just playing monopoly.)))  While she rushed to
put her clothes back on, I set the game up to look like she was winning.  I
had just put the last hotel on Park Place and Kelly had just gotten her
skirt on when her mom peeked around the corner.  All she saw was two young
kids playing monopoly quietly.  Luckily, she didnt see Kellys panties on
the floor near her bed.  In her rush, Kelly had forgotten to put them back
on.  We finished the game, and I went home to wonder at my new power.

I had never thought of using Persuasion for my own purposes before that
day.  Mostly I had been scared of it, and rightly so!  After all, at age
six I had killed my best friend by simply wishing him dead.  But I was
nine, and the idea of being able to make people do what I wanted started
taking on new meaning.  After some experimentation, I found that all I
really had to do was see the person and I could Persuade them.  The effect
was permanent, as far as I could tell.  I didnt really have to say
anything.  I could mumble or whisper it to myself, and the object of my
Persuasion would respond the same as if I had given them a spoken command.
By mumbling, I meant that thing people do when they are talking to
themselves.  Its not really mumbling because you dont make any noise, but
you sort of talk in your head.  Anyway, I called it mumbling because I
didnt have anything else to call it.

Persuading groups of people to do my bidding was as easy as persuading
individuals.  The only bad thing was that it was tiring at first.  I had to
exert a certain amount of will to Persuade someone.  Groups were harder
than individuals, but not as hard as if I tried to Persuade each individual
in the group separately.  I practiced at baseball games, making an entire
section of the stands scratch their elbows or whatever.  It was pretty fun,
and the more I did it, the better I got.  Pretty soon, I could Persuade up
to four or five hundred people without difficulty or straining.  It was fun
for a while, but then got boring.  I mean, to a kid getting a lot of people
to do things simultaneously isnt all that fun.  Simon Says gets tedious
when nobodys allowed to make a mistake.

The rest of third grade and into the summer, I used Persuasion on a daily
basis.  I used Persuasion to make my teachers grade all my homework and
papers as A+s (sometimes I even turned in blank paper!).  I Persuaded my
dad to up my allowance and buy me a new bike.  I wasnt really a bad kid.
I used Persuasion to help my family and friends too.  Once, when our family
was looking for a RV for vacations, I Persuaded the sales manager to sell
it to us for less than half of the sticker price.  At the company picnic, I
Persuaded my dads boss to give him a huge raise.  That summer, I got many
more chances to explore the naked body of Kelly Branford, and lots of other
neighborhood girls as well.  Of course, being only nine at the time it was
only intellectual curiosity.  I didnt have the equipment to fully
exploit my good fortune.

Looking back, my one regret is that I didnt pay any attention at school.
I still cant read as well as I should, and Im constantly amazed at the
amount of common knowledge Im lacking.  It was easier just to Persuade the
teachers to give me good marks and ignore my almost-constant truancy.  I
only recently discovered that reading can actually be fun, and Im working
to overcome my earlier laziness.  Writing this memoir is one way Im trying
to improve my skills.

After a solid year of using Persuasion for purely personal benefit, I
started feeling guilty.  This first happened when I found out that the RV
sales manager had been fired, and a bank teller I had Persuaded to give me
five hundred dollars (to buy myself a go-cart and a gold bracelet for Kelly
Branford) was in jail for embezzlement.  So I started using my powers for
good.  I Persuaded the father of Dougie Peterson (the friend I had
accidentally killed) to stop drinking and beating his wife.  Then after
hearing my dad saying something about our towns mayor being a crook and
accepting bribes, I Persuaded my dad to drive me to his office downtown,
Persuaded his secretary to set me up for an appointment, and then Persuaded
the mayor himself to tell me about the bribes and to turn himself in.  The
press searched for weeks for the brave little boy who helped the mayor
admit he had been skimming millions from the city.

In a philanthropic passion, I tried to use Persuasion to help the mentally
ill.  I thought all I had to do was tell them to get better and they would,
but it had weird side effects.  All of them stayed crazy, and one somehow
learned Persuasion from me and made a lot of other people crazy too, like
nurses and doctors, and almost me!  That man was the second human I used
Persuasion to kill, and it was the kindest thing I had done (besides giving
Kelly Branford the bracelet.)

Four more years passed, and I almost stopped using Persuasion altogether.
Trying to help people sometimes backfired, often in horrible ways.
Dougies dad shot his wife in the head with a shotgun and then put the
muzzle in his mouth and pulled the trigger.  I guess I was able to Persuade
him to stop beating her up, but I wasnt able to make the reason for the
beatings go away.  Of all my attempts at helping people, this one caused me
the most grief.  I stopped using Persuasion altogether.  I just couldnt
stand the guilt.

Then one day when I was in Junior High School, something happened to make
me change my mind.  I was out in the back yard climbing a tree, when the
feeling of the bark through my jeans started to feel real good on my
crotch.  Rubbing up and down caused the most incredible sensations to
percolate through my ragged jeans and underwear.  Suddenly, my whole body
felt warm and my cock shot tons of goo into my shorts.  I had had my first
orgasm, but not the last.  Not even the last that day.  I wasnt stupid,
for all I lacked real learning.  I had heard the older kids talking about
shooting cum, and I figured out what had happened.  I had even seen one guy
jack off once, in an impromptu performance behind a storage shed.  Back
then, I had thought it was gross, but after the experience with the tree, I
reconsidered.  Maybe that kid had been on to something.  I had to find out
for myself.

I ran into my bedroom, concealing the stain on my shorts as best I could.
Undressing, I slipped into bed and began to touch myself.  Almost
immediately, cum spurted all over.  It felt great, so I did it again, and
again, and again.  I think I set a personal record that day, because I
didnt bother to keep count but I know I ejaculated at least once every
five minutes for three hours.  Being a bright young lad, I figured out
exactly how to hold my cock for maximum pleasure early on, but control was
not one of my strong points.  Two or three strokes, and thar she blows,
capn!  Most of my time was spent cleaning up the unbelievably copious
ejaculate and waiting for the next erection.

After three hours, friction became something more than just a subject in
science class (which I usually skipped anyway), and my raw, abused cock
could stand no more beating.  I rinsed the cum-soaked rag out in the
bathroom, changed my sheets, and took a quick shower to wash the dried
semen off my body.  Returning to my room, I smelt the odor of stale sperm
for the first time in my life.  Whew! I thought to myself, Id better be
more careful and not stink up the place next time.

For the next few weeks, I explored the wonderful world of self
gratification.  Jacking off was nice, I thought, but more and more often
images of Kelly Branford kept popping into my head while I was doing it.  I
hadnt spent much time with her recently, and the last time I Persuaded her
(or any of the other neighborhood girls) to strip for me had been years
ago.  While jacking off, I kept seeing her slim pale body before me, and
reliving my intense scrutiny of her most private parts.  When I did this,
it was sure to push me over the edge, making me splooge all over myself.  I
dont know when I started fantasizing about her jacking me off, but when I
did, I knew exactly what to do next.

The very next day, I Persuaded my mom to write a note for me and to call me
in sick from school.  Then I Persuaded her to forget doing it (something I
had quickly learned to follow up with).  I ran over to Kellys house where
the Branford kids were getting ready to go to school.  I Persuaded Kellys
mom to call her in sick too, and to write a note, and then I made sure her
younger brother Aaron was Persuaded to go along with it.  Kelly stood
there, as I had Persuaded her not to move while her mom put Aaron on the
bus.

(((Mrs. Branford,))) I mumbled to myself, (((I want you to spend the day
at the mall.  Get your hair done, do some shopping, whatever.  Just dont
come back till after the regular school day.)))  Kellys mom stared at
me, eyes fixed, and then she smiled and got her purse, left the house, and
backed the family station wagon out the driveway.  Waving, she drove away.

(((Relax,))) I mumbled to Kelly.  She blinked, looked around and then saw
me standing there in her kitchen.

Carl! she exclaimed Why its so nice to see you!  Did you come to walk
me to our school bus stop?

No, Kelly. I replied.  (((Kelly, Believe me,))) I mumbled Theres no
school today, remember?  They had to repair the gas lines outside and they
didnt want anyone in the school in case there was an explosion.

Oh. Her voice trailed away.  Well would you like to stay a while.  We
could play a game or something.  She smiled.  We had stayed friends all
this time, but never really been boyfriend/girlfriend.  Once or twice a
week we got together to play cards or monopoly, but she was a girl, and I
was a boy, so we didnt like the same stuff, mostly.

I quickly agreed to play monopoly, and we went upstairs to get the game.
Once in her room, I looked at her and mumbled (((Kelly, take off your
clothes...)))  Her head snapped around, just like the first time I had
done this, years ago.  Her hands fumbled with zippers and snaps, but her
eyes never left mine.  Carl, she said, are we going to do this again?  I
thought you had lost interest in kid stuff like that.

I was surprised-  I didnt think she would remember.  What do you mean, I
asked.

Making me take my clothes off with hypnotism, she said.  Isnt that what
youre doing?  Just like when we were seven or eight?  Her hands never
stopped working, and by now, she was naked from the waist up.  Girls mature
much more rapidly than boys, and Kellys breasts, while not fully developed
were clearly growing.  There were small, but high and firm, and I could
feel my erection making a pup tent in my trousers.

You remember that?  I asked her.  Exactly what do you remember, I mean!

Well, I remember you looking at me, down there.  And getting me and Tina
Maxwell to take our clothes off at the same time.  Tina said it was
hypnotism, but I said it was just us kids playing doctor.  We were just
kids- it was harmless.  But why are you making me do it again?  Im scared!
I cant stop from doing what you say.  Tears appeared in her eyes, but she
didnt stop undressing.  Her panties, the last to go, hit the floor and I
could see her tiny pussy, just lightly covered with downy blonde fur.

I stared deeply into her eyes and mumbled (((Kelly, you will do everything
I ask you to today, and doing it will make you extremely happy.)))  As my
Persuasion began to work, a smile slowly spread across her face, and her
embarrassed flush left her body.  (((You will enjoy everything we do, and
you will find it to be really fun, and youll look forward to what comes
next.?)))  Sweat was beginning to form on my brow as I turned the full
force of Persuasion on her.  I spoke to her in a normal tone of voice, I
didnt mean to make you cry, Kelly!  I just wanted to have fun again like
we did when we were kids.

Of course, Carl!  I wasnt complaining, I just wanted to know why!  We had
a great time when we were kids, and I cant wait to see what you have
planned today!  What do you want to do?  She was bouncing up and down with
excitement, taut young breasts barely jiggling on her lithe cheerleaders
body.

My cock leapt.  Not only was I able to use Persuasion to make her do what I
wanted, but I could make her want to do it- desperately!  I started
undressing while mumbling (((Go find an old towel or something.  Were
probably going to make quite a mess in here.)))  As she ran off to the
bathroom, I followed the bounding of her tight little ass.

By the time Kelly returned from the bathroom with a scroungy old towel, I
was naked.  She looked down at me and said wow, Carl, I never saw one of
those before.  This is really, fun, you know?

Yes, Kelly.  Lots of fun.  I took the towel from her, spread it on the
floor, and sat down on it.  (((Come here,))) I mumbled (((touch it.)))
She bent down, and placed her hand on my throbbing erection.

Blam!  Splooge!  Squirt!  My cock shot hot cum everywhere.  I swear some
got caught in the ceiling fan, seven feet up!  Oh well, I was just barely a
teenager, and control was a mystery.  Believe it or not, I thought that was
how it was supposed to work- one touch and off it goes!  My ejaculation
lasted nearly a minute, during which both Kelly and I got coated in cum.  I
had her dig up another raggedy towel and clean me off.  I almost asked her
to towel herself off too, but then the sight of her with cum on her hand,
arms, face, even in her hair, turned me on and I thought better of it.

That was great Kelly, really great

Fun too, wasnt it Carl?  That was real fun.  I cant wait to do it
again!

OK, go ahead.  I turned on the Power of Persuasion again (((Kelly, I
dont want your hand to leave my cock for the next hour.  Keep touching
me.)))  My erection hadnt subsided, and her soft small hand felt great
surrounding my boner.  Oh yes, I gasped involuntarily, Move it up and
down just like that.  Its going to happen again!  And it did, another
copious load of semen spurting high into the air.  Careful!  Youre going
to get it all over everything! I yelled.

Kelly looked around wildly as my cock spewed creme.  The other towel was
out of reach, so she cupped her free hand and caught the flying semen as
best she could in it.  I caught her eye again (((Thats great Kelly,  Real
good.  Keep that stuff in your hand and try to catch as much of it as you
can when it happens again.)))  She continued stroking my penis with her
right hand while her left held about a tablespoon of cum.  My next orgasm
came about five minutes later, and filled her free hand completely.  By
now, I was running my hands all over her body, even sticking a finger into
her pussy (which was what triggered off the third ejaculation).  I mumbled:
(((OK, you can stop pumping for a minute, but dont take your hand
away!)))

Kelly smiled, ecstatic to be doing my will.  I looked at her.  Cum was
splashed on her face, in her hair, and a huge glob was dripping off the
nipple of her beautiful left breast.  My erection was subsiding somewhat,
and I needed a break.  A light went off in my head, and remembered
something I had heard of just once.  Once, at school I had overhear an
older boy say to another Carol sucks cock like a pro, and the other
replied Yeah, but does she swallow? to which the other bragged, Are you
kidding, she loves the taste!  She lives for it!  Obviously, at age 15,
the boast was probably completely false and a terrible smirch upon the
honor of the unknown Carol.  But recalling it gave me a thrilling idea.

I looked at Kelly.  (((Kelly, you love the taste of cum.  You live to
swallow my semen.  Lick it up out of your hand, and then switch hands so
that you can suck the other one clean.)))  She paused, and then dreamily
licked the semen out of her hand.

Hmm, Carl, I never knew it would taste so good.  Oh, I cant believe it.
Its the most incredible thing Ive ever tasted.  She switched hands and
started cleaning the other one off.  I really love the taste of your cum,
Carl, and this is really fun, you know?  I cant wait to see what were
going to do next.

Good girl. I smiled at her, and she beamed in return.  (((Kelly, since
you love the taste of cum so much, you really want to suck my cock.  Bend
down and take it in your mouth and suck on it.)))

She bent at the waist, and the next thing I saw was the back of her head as
her hot mouth engulfed me.  Predictably, I came immediately, this time even
more copiously than before.  The feeling of her mouth surrounding my cock
was heavenly.  She didnt even move her head, just sucked.  Ive learned
since then what a real blowjob is, but at the time all I knew was that it
was called cock sucking, so thats what I had her do.  It didnt matter
anyway- I had such a hair trigger that in the next five minutes I came
three times.  Kelly swallowed each load down, and if she missed any, she
cleaned it right up.

I dont think Ill ever cum as much as I did the first day that I
discovered jacking off, but that day with Kelly was a close second.  Except
for a few breaks when my cock just couldnt take it, she sucked me off
pretty much all day.  Towards the end of the school day, each blowjob took
around ten minutes simply due to the effort of producing enough semen for
an ejaculation.  It was then that I learned that making it last was
definitely a worthy objective.  When Kelly wasnt sucking my cock, I was
exploring her various other openings eagerly.  For some reason, I didnt
want to take her virginity- it just didnt seem right.  But I had no
problem fingering her pussy and asshole.  Had I known at the time that
buttfucking didnt count towards loosing ones virginity, I think I would
have learned the pleasures of anal sex that day, but my ignorance caused me
to postpone that experience for almost a week.

At about 3:00 that afternoon, Kelly looked at me and said, Carl, this is
lots of fun and all, and Im really excited about whatever else you have
planned, but Im starting to not feel so good.  She was looking a little
pale too, I guess from eating nothing but about a quart of semen over the
course of a day.  The school day was over, and her mom would probably be
home soon, so I told her to suck me off just one more time and then well
call it a day.  She giggled, and then went down with a gusto, sucking as
hard as she could.  It only took a few minutes for me to fill her mouth
with sticky goo, which she swallowed eagerly.  Showering together was
really fun, especially when she soaped my cock and balls (causing me to
shoot yet another load on her thigh this time).  We dried off and when her
mom got home, I Persuaded her and Kelly to believe that Kelly had been home
sick that day and that I had never been there.  Even at that age, I was
learning to make sure I tied up all the loose ends.

The next day in school Kellys face was bruised and swollen from a day of
sucking my cock.  I felt bad, so I left her alone even after she stopped me
at my hall locker to say Hi, Carl!  Do you want to do something later on?
I just get this feeling that whatever we do will turn out to be fun, and I
cant wait to find out what it will be!  I promised that we would get
together soon, but told her to wait until she felt better.  Kelly smiled
and we parted as the first homeroom bell had rung.  Dragging in late was a
habit of mine, but Kelly was a good student, and I didnt want to mess with
her grades.

All through school that day, all I could think about was having my cock
sucked by Kelly.  I knew I would have to wait until she recovered, though,
so in boy-girl gym class, I looked around for another pretty girl that I
could Persuade to release the pressure in my balls.  Tara Dawson, a cute
little redhead, was on the gymnastics equipment in a tight leotard, and I
noticed that a lot of guys were looking at her.  I walked up to one of my
friends and asked him Why is everybody staring at Tara?

Didnt you hear? He said.  Tara Dawson and John Reynolds did it under
the bleachers last night.

No way! I exclaimed, disbelieving.

Yes way.  Way all the way, according to John, my friend replied.  I
wasnt sure whether or not to believe him.  John Reynolds was a ninth
grader, and almost as big as a senior in high-school.  All the local
high-schools were recruiting him for football, and he was super popular.
Rumor had it he was left back two years in a row, so it was no wonder he
was a big guy.

I looked back at Tara.  Her breasts were somewhat larger than Kellys, but
just as high and firm.  Her ass was smaller, though, and extremely tight,
almost boyish, and attached to long coltish legs.  Her gymnasts body was
all muscle, and very little fat, and her fiery red hair fell in a single
braid from her body.  Just looking at her make my constant hard-on leap.
At that age, all boys walk around with eternal erections.  Just seeing the
Sex: Male[] Female[] question at the top of standardized tests was enough
to make any one of us pop a boner.

I left my friend and walked over to where Tara had completed her practice
and mumbled (((Tara, come and talk to me...)))  Her eyes locked onto mine,
and she dropped her towel and started walking in my direction.  When I met
her in the middle of the gym, she said Hi, Im Tara Dawson.  Ive seen you
around, but weve never met!

Carl Mason, we had English together last year, remember?  Geez, this girl
didnt even know I existed!  Well, I was certainly going to remedy that.

Oh yeah, came the vague reply.  Werent you out sick a lot or
something?  Aha! That explained it.  Because I used the Power of
Persuasion to get away with outrageous truancy, Tara probably never had the
chance to find out what a stud I truly was.  I was relieved.

(((Tara, I mumbled You will ask me over to your house after school to
help you study math.)))  Looking at the stare she gave me, I realized
something else.  This girl wasnt reacting like other people did when I
Persuaded them.  It was like she was just going along with it, instead of
giving me that dead-fish stare the most people did when I used Persuasion.

Listen, Carl, she said, Im thinking about studying for the Seventh
Grade Math tests tonight.  Do you want to come over and study with me?
She smiled, as if it was her own idea to ask me.

OK!  That would be great.  I answered.  (((But dont let John Reynolds
come over...))) I cautioned her with Persuasion.  We made arrangements to
meet outside by the bus loading area, and I spent the rest of the gym class
fantasizing about what I would make her do to my cock that evening.
Showering was a little tricky, as I had to pick a shower close to the
corner to hide my raging hard-on, and the last two hours of the day seemed
to last forever.  Eventually, though, the final bell rang and I was off to
meet Tara.  She was waiting for me at the bus loading area, and all the
kids were milling around her but not talking to her or saying anything.
Mostly, kids were just staring at her.  As the first girl in Junior High to
loose it, she was something of a celebrity.  She stood it pretty well,
keeping her eyes downcast for the most part, but sometimes flashing a hard
stare at an inconsiderate spectator.  As usual, the busses were late, so I
walked up to her and started talking about dumb little things like the Math
Finals and such.  I noticed that she wasnt wearing a bra- nothing unusual
as it was the seventies and Charlies Angels were the primary fashion
influence.  Besides, in junior high, most girls didnt have much to look at
anyway.  Tara had nice tits, though, and the flimsy peasant blouse she wore
showed them off quite pleasantly.

The busses eventually showed up, and we boarded.  Once aboard, we shared a
seat.  (((Lean forward Tara,))) I mumbled.  She leaned forward, making
the loose material of her blouse fall forward and allowing me to clearly
see her pert little breasts.  I stared at them until I realized that other
kids could see them too and then I let her sit back.  Hers was the third
stop, so we got off quickly and walked the three blocks to her house.

Her mom and dad both worked pretty late, so I was in luck.  She let us in
and we went upstairs to her bedroom.  Carl, she said, you dont want to
study, do you?  You heard those rumors and you think Im a slut just like
those other kids, dont you?

What rumors? I asked, lying.

Dont lie to me, Carl!  She stamped her foot on the floor (I guess the
redhair=fiery temper thing was right).  John Reynolds is going all over
the place telling people we did it last Friday, and now everyone thinks
Im easy.  You probably just thought you could get some too!

Yikes!  This girl has a temper, I thought to myself.  (((Calm down,
Tara))) I mumbled.  The flush left her face immediately and then she took
a deep breath and waited for further instructions.  (((Tara, tell me.  Are
the rumors true?)))

John Reynolds told everybody that he took my virginity.  That rumor is not
true, she replied to my unspoken question.  But we did fool around some.
I gave him a blowjob, and I let him stick it in my butt.  I didnt want to
lose my virginity, and I didnt want to get pregnant!  She almost sobbed
her answer.  I just wish he hadnt told people that I went all the way
with him.

But you did it, right?  Just in the butt, but you still did it?

Well, yes, she explained, but everybody knows that youre still a virgin
until you lose your, you know, your cherry.

Call me a moron, I had to ask Whats a cherry?

Uh, your hymen or maidenhead.  Its a flap of skin that you have down
there until you do it with a boy for the first time.   It gets broken
then.  That sounded horrible.  Up until that moment I had no idea that
fucking a virgin was an act of breaking and entering.

All this sexual talk was having a predictable effect on my thirteen year
old cock and scrotum.  I decided it was time to start things up.  (((Tara,
I want you to do for me everything you did for John the other day.  You
will do this willingly, and you will enjoy every minute of it and want to
do it again and again.)))

She looked at me and smiled.  Carl, Im going to prove to you that John
and I didnt go all the way.  You can tell anybody what we do tonight, but
I still want to be a virgin, please?  I promise youll have a good time- I
know I will.  I really like you, and I really want to, not just to prove
John is a liar, but because itll be lots of fun.  Can we?  Please?  Like
I said, using Persuasion on this girl was nearly a waste of time.  She was
really hot for it.

I started undressing, and she smiled and did the same.  In less time than
it takes to say cocksucking cum-swallowing slut, we were both naked.

The first thing John did was feel me up, Tara said, and that sounded like
a good start to me too.  I caressed her high little breasts, squeezing the
nipples until they got as hard as erasers.  I sucked on them too, and
nearly shot my wad doing it.  Each firm little breast was exactly a
mouthful, and my oral action was getting her very hot.  I had a hand in her
crotch and a finger in her pussy, and the juices were dripping down to my
wrist in a steady flow.  I could smell the faint muskyness.  Keeping my
mouth on her tits, and my one hand on her pussy, I reached around and poked
a finger off the other one into her anus.  The tight little hole grabbed it
like a child suckling on its mothers breast.

Oh, thats good.  John never did that.  Its really nice. Tara moaned.
Then she said The next thing he did was have me give him a blowjob.  Can I
give you one?  I really want to.  I nodded, and Tara knelt before me.

Im glad one of us knew what a blowjob was, because up until that point, I
had no idea.  I had only heard it called cocksucking, and even then I
thought thats all it was- sucking on a cock like it was a popsicle.  John
Reynolds must have taught Tara pretty well, because she was going at it
like the pro that the proverbial Carol was reputed to be.  Of course, I
came in about three strokes.  Tara was barely able to swallow fast enough
to keep her mouth free of hot cum.

(((Tara, dont stop.  Keep giving me another blowjob until I tell you to
stop))) I Persuaded.  She paused and then swallowing the last globs of
cum, she started all over again.  This time, I learned what a real blowjob
was.  Tara sucked, licked, stroked, and pumped my cock repeatedly.  She
took nearly all the full length of my adolescent member in her mouth and
then pulled back until only the head remained.  Then she went deep again
and pulled away once more.  Over and over, her head descended and ascended
the slippery pole of my lust, causing my loins to burst not once, not
twice, but three more times in the next ten minutes.  I was in heaven.  A
wild urge took me, and when I was about to cum yet another time, I pulled
away from her and started jacking off.  Huge globs of cum hit her right in
the face, but she never flinched or looked away.  I deposited an enormous
load of semen on her face and tits, and when it looked like I was finished,
she simply opened her mouth and began her task once more.

(((Stop for a moment, Tara))) I broadcast.  Her head stopped motionless
with my cock halfway down her throat.  I pulled out of her and said Whew!
Tara, that was wonderful.  How did you learn to do that so well?

She grinned through her cum-splattered face.  I saw a movie once that my
dad put on his projector when they were having a party for my Uncle Billy.
It was called Deep Throat, and this woman could suck the entire length of
all these guys dicks.  They didnt know I saw it because I watched from
the top of the stairs.  It was amazing, what that woman could do.  Im glad
you liked it!  I wouldnt do it for John because he was being kind of a
jerk- he wanted to take my virginity even though I didnt want to let him,
so I didnt do things as well as I thought I was supposed to.

Why did you let him do all that stuff to you if you didnt want him to? I
asked her.

She bent her head down to lick my cock again (whoa! this girl was amazing)
and then replied.  Well, I wanted to do the things I saw in the movies,
and John was a Senior and all, and all the girls gush about him.  Youre
much nicer, though.

What else did you do?  I asked.

She giggled.  I let him put it in my, in my butt, you know?  It hurt a
whole lot because he wouldnt go slow- I think he got off on hurting me
with his cock in my asshole!  You know what, though?  It felt kinda good
when you had your finger in there.  I think I could do it with you that way
if you went slowly and didnt push too hard or try to make it hurt.  Would
you like to try?

I nodded.  Talking about doing her in the butt was making my cock erect
again, and Tara took her cue from the little guy.  Giving my one last deep
suck, she stood up.  Wait here. she said.

She ran out of the room and came back in a few seconds.  I thought she had
gone to wipe my cum off her face, but it was still there, coating her.  She
brought in some Vaseline in a jar and smeared it on my erect cock and put a
little on her asshole.  Then she got on all fours and said OK, try to put
it in, but keep it away from my pussy- I dont want to end up pregnant, and
Im saving my virginity for marriage.  As strange as the thought of a
cocksucking buttfucking virgin with a facefull of cum was, I definitely
accepted the terms of entry.

It took a lot of fumbling, missed holes, and a near emergency withdrawal
when I almost took her cherry, but we finally got my cock in her butt.
Tight doesnt even begin to describe it.  There arent enough synonyms for
hot to express the burning feeling surrounding my cock.  I let just the
head rest inside, her powerful sphincter muscle grabbing it tightly.  We
stayed there for a moment, letting her get accustomed to having a cock in
her ass, and then I pushed forward gently.  Millimeter by Millimeter, I
entered the depths of her bowels.  I came twice while pushing forward,
again when finally the base of my cock was lodged firmly at the entrance to
her anus.  Moving was out of the question.  She needed even more time to
get used to the feeling.  It was five minutes before she let me pull out,
and another five before she let me push back in.  Slowly but surely, we
began a mutual pumping action.  I dont know how many times I came in her
ass, but I can tell you that there was enough semen in her rectum to make
an audible sloshing sound.  It greatly aided in lubricating, though.
Towards the end, she was an animal.  She had reached one hand down to her
pussy and she was masturbating it furiously.  Her orgasm took us both by
surprise, and she screamed hoarsely at the top of her lungs.  I could feel
the spasmodic clenching of her bowels as her orgasm swept her away, and
that brought me to my final monumental ejaculation of the evening.  I
filled her rectum with one thick spurt of cum after another, and finally
fell backwards senseless, my deflating cock lying limply on my thigh.

Looking up, I could see Taras asshole spasming like a winking eye, opening
and closing.  When it opened, I could see deep within her rectum, and when
it closed, it forced out great globs of cum which would run down her legs.
The whole thing was a mess, but I loved it and so did she.

It took Tara ten whole minutes to come down from her sexual high.  Her
ragged breath eventually calmed, and she turned to sit on the floor, Indian
style which allowed my to see her delicate pussy lips spread apart to
reveal the thin Hymen (BTW: Hymen was the Greek Goddess of marriage.  Look
it up!)  It was the first time I had seen a cherry, but I knew I was
going to see a lot more of them.

Tara and I cleaned up in the shower together, something that I was really
starting to enjoy.  A few fun soapy minutes later, we were clean and dry
and resting in each others arms on the bed.

Carl? She asked, dreamily.

Yes, Tara?  What? I breathed.

She rolled over as we gazed into each others faces, caressing my cheek
with her hand and locked her eyes on mine.  Carl, she said in a voice
that somehow filled the room and made my head throb, You think youre a
chicken.  Show me what a chicken does.

Bawk!  Bawk!  Peck peck peck BaaaawK!  I was instantly duck walking (or
in this case, chicken walking) around the floor, hands tucked into my
armpits and arms flapping like stubby little wings.  My head jerked forward
and back like a hen pecking at the air, and I cocked my head at her
sideways as if my eyes were on either side of it, like a birds.   Bawk,
cluck cluck cluck.  BaaaawK!

Very good, Carl, you can can the chicken act now, Taras voice thundered
in my head.  She rolled away and stretched out on the bed on her back,
fully extending herself, from the tips of her fingers to her pointed little
toes.  If I hadnt been so stunned, I would have noticed how her firm
breasts were flattened and her already taut stomach showed the outline of
hard muscles below the skin.  But I was stunned, terribly.  Somehow, Tara
was using Persuasion on me!  I had to get out.  I was terribly scared, and
something was wrong- dead wrong.  I remembered how I had caused Dougies
death by simply wishing it, and how I had put the poor mental case to
sleep.  Could Tara do that to me?

I gathered my clothes and shoes and started running for the door.  Stay
right were you are, Taras voice told me, although no words could be heard
anywhere but in my head.  I froze.  She continued aloud, Carl, I knew what
you were doing all along, but I went along with it.  When you used the evil
eye on me in gym class, I felt it right away.  My familys Irish, Carl, and
all us Celts have a little of the witch in us.  Its in our hair, as my mom
always says.  Her thick red hair *did* look a little spooky, now that she
mentioned it.

Are you mad at me? I asked, fearfully.

Well at first, I was scared because I didnt know what you had in mind,
but when I saw you staring at my tits through my leotard in gym class, I
figured it out.  I went along with things because I thought I could take
care of myself if I had to, and besides, being helplessly seduced by a cute
stranger was kind of sexy, you know?  She paused.  Im not really mad,
though.  We had a good time, and you were much nicer than John was.  He was
a jerk.

But how did you resist it? Nobodys ever been able to before I asked her.

Ill teach you.  Its not hard.  Mostly you have to remember to use the
evil eye on yourself to tell yourself not to listen to the other persons
evil eye.

I call it my Power of Persuasion, like with capital Ps. I  told her.

She stopped for a second.  Yeah, thats a good name for it.  I always
thought the evil eye was kind of superstitious anyway.  Carl, do you love
Kelly Branford?

I grew a little uncomfortable at this sudden change of subject.  I was
pretty sure I was in love with Kelly, and had been since third grade when
she was the first girl I saw naked.  But Tara was something else.  She was
beautiful, thats for sure.  Probably the prettiest girl in the whole
school, even including the older girls who were really getting big breasts.
Did I love Kelly?  Would it be fair to Tara if I lied and said I didnt?  I
wasnt really a bad kid- I decided to be truthful was probably best, given
the situation.

I dont know, Tara.  Sometimes I think so, but Im just a kid- how can I
tell the difference between love and being horny?  Up until today, Id have
said yes, and Id probably have said that she was the prettiest girl in the
school too, but after this afternoon Id have to say she comes in a very
close second.

She smiled at me and said, Thats nice.  Im jealous of her, you know?
Youre the only human being that Ive ever met who has the evil eye- I mean
the Power of Persuasion- besides myself and my Aunt Sharon, and she doesnt
have it nearly as strong as you do, or even as strong as me.  But you do so
love Kelly Branford, even if you dont admit it.

Give me a chance to change my mind, I suggested, placing a hand on her
bare breast.

This made her ticklish, and of course being tickled makes one want to
retaliate.  The exchange of words turned into an all-out ticklefest, and
then a wrestling match, and then a deep kiss, and then, well, we were just
two kids learning how to buttfuck.  I almost put my dick in her pussy.
Actually, she was holding it at the time, guiding it towards her rectum and
then started moving it a little higher.  My cockhead met her pussy lips as
she moaned Carl, take me, please...  I quickly pulled back, frightened.

Tara! No!  I yelled, surprised, Not this way, and not today.  Youre
saving yourself for marriage, remember?  Jeez, for a virgin, youre one
horny chick, you know?  Now lets try that again, only make sure we put
everything in its proper place.  After all, whats a hot-dog without a
bun?  I pressed my cock at the entrance to her asshole, and shoved a
little.  She was still relaxed from earlier in the afternoon, so entry was
easy.  We waited a while for her to get accustomed to my cock in her rectum
and then I started pumping.  After five minutes, I noticed something
amazing- I hadnt cum!  It felt great, make no mistake, but I was able to
control the sensation in my cock to delay ejaculation.  Tara was getting
visibly turned on.  Her skin flushed a deep red, and then purple, and then
she was trembling and her asshole started spasming and gripping my cock
like a vise.  I gave three more thrusts against this heavenly pressure and
then came, hosing her cavity down.  It went on for what seemed like hours,
and then as fast as I had become hard, I went limp while still lodged deep
within her ass.

I fell back with a sigh, pulling my sensitive cock free.  Tara sat down
next to me, and put her arms around my neck and kissed me fiercely.
There!  That should help you forget that shameless hussy Kelly Branford!
Looking at Taras flashing green eyes, I decided not to mention that
shameless was a label that just might apply to her too.

We washed up again, and then got dressed because her mom was going to be
home soon.  Then I went home and slept the deep sleep of someone who had
just ejaculated enough semen to fill a cereal bowl (at least it felt like I
had, anyway).  

When I woke up, the school day was almost half over.  I went in, using
Persuasion to make sure I didnt get in any trouble.  The lunch bell rang
just as I sauntered into my fourth-period class, so I sauntered right back
out and made my way into the cafeteria.  I sat with a bunch of guys that
lived near me.  Some of them had been recipients of my beneficence, getting
the chance to have a close-up look at a neighbor girl or two.

I ate mostly in silence, but laughed at the typical dirty jokes and rumors
about which girl had let which senior feel her up, and how some cheerleader
from another school had forgotten to wear panties at a football game, an
unlikely story if Ive ever heard one.  My mind was elsewhere.  To be
exact, it was one-half of the way down a line drawn between Tara Dawsons
and Kelly Branfords houses.  I looked around me to try to glimpse either
of them.

Kelly was a few tables over, looking at me with adoration.  The sight of
her face clinched it for me.  Tara was beautiful and wild, but I had loved
Kelly since I was in third grade.  But wait!  At the next table, Tara was
eating a popsicle, twirling it in and out of her mouth in a lewd parody of
cocksucking while looking straight at me.  Oh! to be that popsicle!  I knew
then that Tara was the one for me, sexy, uninhibited, and that body- it
kept me up the night before in more ways than one!

I got up to walk over to Tara, but saw that Kelly had noticed my looking at
Tara.  Kelly looked over to where Tara was giving head to the popsicle and
then flushed bright red.  In that moment, she knew what had happened the
night before.  She looked back at me, and a tear welled up in each eye,
spilling over to roll down her beautiful face.  No, I told myself, its got
to be Kelly.  Look how much the girl loves me.  I changed course and walked
to where Kelly was sitting.

Tara intercepted me halfway holding a plastic juice cup.  Carl, she
whispered, I want you to do me a favor.  Could you go into the boys room
and fill this cup with cum?  Im so hungry, and I need some gravy for my
mashed potatoes.  Yikes!  My cock turned into an instant mega-boner.  I
couldnt believe she wanted to eat my cum right there in front of
everybody.  Kelly?  Who was Kelly?  Tara, the lovely cocksuckstress was the
only girl in school, as far as I was concerned.

OK, uh, yeah, I stammered, clutching my tray like it was my only
salvation.  But what about, you know, Kelly?  She, I mean you, I mean-

She interrupted, stamping her foot once on the cafeteria floor, Oh, all
right, Carl.  I can see that youre totally incapable of making a choice.
Ive done everything but suck your cock right here in front of the school,
and you still dont know which of us you want.  Come on!  She dragged me
by the arm over to where Kelly was sitting alone.

She pushed me down and took the seat next to Kelly.  Then she leaned over
and whispered something in Kellys ear.  Kellys eyes flew wide open, and
she flushed bright red.  Then she looked over at Tara and started giggling.
Then they both started giggling and sneaking looks at me, which started
even more giggling and whispering.

Pretty soon, I couldnt take any more.  Hey! I shouted, could somebody
let me in on the joke?  They looked at me, looked back at each other, and
then started one more round of giggling.  I tried my best to be patient,
but it was getting to me, you know?  All right, you two have had enough
fun.  Come on, tell me what youre whispering about.

Tara snorted, Kelly and I were just deciding on a new nickname for you,
Carl.  We think from now on, were going to call you Speedy.  They
laughed out loud this time.

Hey! Im getting better.  It takes time to learn self-control, you know.

Kelly looked at me, Well, I didnt know you had any other teachers, Carl,
but Tara seems nice.  Since you cant seem to choose between us, I think
the two of us will have to team up together show you a thing or two.  Why
dont you come over to my house after school?  My mom will be at my little
brothers soccer game, and my dad is joining her there.  Itll probably
last until after nine, so well have plenty of time to help you practice,
right Tara?  Tara winked in reply.

Uh, ok.  Ill meet you at the busses.  If I thought I had a boner before,
I was wrong.  My cock was standing straight up, making a huge pup-tent of
my pants.  I choked down my lunch while the two of them giggled some more.
I excused myself, and then used the empty try to hide my boner as I edged
out of the cafeteria.  The next four hours were a blur.  I barely remember
using Persuasion to convince my math teacher that I had aced a test, and
then rushing to the busses after the dismissal bell rang.  On the way home,
I sat between Kelly and Tara, who took turns accidentally grabbing at my
crotch and rubbing their breasts against my arms.  By the time we arrived
at Kellys house, I was a wreck.

Hi Mom!  Im home! Kelly called as we walked in the door.  Her mom
appeared, dragging Aaron behind her in his soccer outfit.  This is Tara
Dawson, Mom, and you know Carl, of course.  Were going to study for the
big math test together.  Her mother got us some snacks and then we
clambered up to Kellys room as we heard the car pull out of the driveway.

Alone at last, Tara said, pulling off her top.  Come on, Kelly!  You
cant show me anything I dont have or Carl hasnt seen.  Pretty soon,
they were both naked.  Kellys breasts were slightly bigger, but Taras
were the most perfectly formed I had ever seen, and her ass was just a tad
firmer.  Tara was a gymnast, and the shear quantity of exercise the squad
did kept her entire body lithe and tight.  Kelly was a cheerleader, and
they were no slackers either.  Her body was curvier, but there was no fat
to be found on it.  Both of them had long coltish legs, and tiny pussies
just barely covered with soft fuzz.

I had been so engrossed with watching the two of them strip and then
enjoying the sight of their beautiful young bodies that I had stood there
like an idiot staring.  Tara kicked her last sock off and came toward me.
Breathing heavily, she unbuckled my belt.  Kelly took her cue from Tara and
started pulling my shirt over my head.  Pretty soon, I was naked as a
jaybird, and sporting a massive erection.  I was hoping these girls knew
that if they so much as breathed on it, there was going to be goo flying!

Close your eyes, Carl.  Were going to play a little game. Tara said to
me.  I complied, reluctantly.  Not looking at the two hot tramps in front
of me would be difficult.  Now, one of us is going to touch part of our
body with part of yours.  You try to guess who it is.  If you guess right,
you get your cock sucked for thirty seconds.  If you guess wrong, you have
to eat the pussy of whichever of us was touching you until that person
tells you to stop.  Do you agree?

Did I agree? Was she crazy or something?  Sure, I said.

OK, no peeking, and no cheating! chimed Tara.  I heard the two of them
scurrying around to try to confuse my sense of who was standing where.
When I told them that I had lost track, I felt a hand take my hand.  It was
guided to a breast.  Smallish, but then they were both small.  The nipple
was near the top, and hard as an eraser.  I squeezed.  Firm, almost hard.

Tara! I shouted.  They feel almost as good as they look, by the way.

Flattery will get you nowhere, but thank you anyway, came Taras voice
from above where my hands were still massaging the breast.  She pulled away
and seconds later, I felt her warm mouth on my cock.  She moved immediately
down as far as she could take me, her lips pressing against the base of my
cock and her nose hitting my belly.  She pulled off and said, well, not
bad, Speedy.  It looks like we might have to change your nickname.  The
next thirty seconds were either agony or ecstasy, depending on how you look
at it.  I was determined to last the entire half a minute, but it was touch
and go, or in this case, touch and goo.  About twenty seconds of fast deep
cocksucking action, I was spewing the most massive ejaculation of my life
into Taras waiting mouth.  There had to be a third of a cup of cum.  Tara
swallowed full mouthfulls at least four times but still missed some (I
peeked to watch the expression on her face as my cock spurted huge globs of
cum in her mouth.  It was beautiful).

I saw you peeking, Carl! Tara said, Jeez, I had no idea you had all that
stuff inside you.  Were going to have to change your nickname to
firehose she giggled.  OK, now keep your eyes closed.  I squeezed my
eyes shut, blocking out the vision of Taras cum-coated face.  They moved
around a bit to confuse me again, and then I felt a hand take mine once
more.

My hand was led downwards, and another separated the middle finger out.  I
felt something gooey being smeared on it, and then my middle finger was put
into something very tight.  It was an asshole, but whose?  The butt cheeks
were being pulled apart, so I couldnt tell if it was Taras slender,
tighter buns or Kellys heart-shaped ass.  I moved my finger in and out
experimentally, and heard a gasp.  I knew that sound!  It was Taras voice,
moaning from pleasure as my finger reamed her.

Nice try, Tara, I said.  But theres no way youre going to tell me
youve never had my finger in your butt.  Time for your second hosing
down. I gloated.

Nice try yourself, Carl. I heard Kelly respond.  I opened my eyes and saw
her holding my finger firmly lodged in her asshole.  The gasp had been
Taras alright, but she had done it just to fool me!  Now get to work.
Somehow spinning without letting my finger fall out, she leaned back on the
bed and spread her legs.  I could see the moisture dripping from her little
pussy.  I had never eaten a girl out, but I was eager to try, so I started
off by licking everything I could see.

Ooh, that feels nice, Carl.  Poke your tongue in me a while, and push your
finger in and out of my ass at the same time, Kelly moaned.  I made my
tongue into a little spear and fucked her virgin pussy with it while
simultaneously thrusting with my finger in her butt.  The taste was sharp
but sexy, and I could tell that I was going to like eating pussy.  I moved
my tongue out after a while and started licking up and down her slit.
Every time I passed a certain place, her hips bucked up at me.  I quickly
zeroed in on that place to find a hard little nubbin of flesh.  Each time I
flicked my tongue across that button (I knew it had to be her clit, what
else could it be?), her
hips bounced on the bed.  I moved the tip of my tongue quickly up and down
on it, as if I was making the noise lalalalalalalalala.  Kellys breath
came faster and faster, and each time her hips bucked upwards, her anus
clenched so tightly around my finger that it hurt.  I flicked my tongue
furiously across her clit, and then her whole body raised, tensed for a
moment.  And then it came crashing down.  She bucked and thrashed, and
jerked around like she was having a fit, screaming at the top of her lungs
at me.  Soon, her throes subsided, and she was lying helpless on the bed
before me.  I pulled my finger from her asshole with a pop! and then
stood up.

I guess all that thrashing around means I did OK? I asked.

Kelly sighed, dreamy, just dreamy.  Tara, were going to really have to
change his nickname to The Tongue.  Yes, definitely, Carl The Tongue
Mason, thats his name.  Oh, Tara, you have to try it.  Its wonderful.

Well see.  Carl, were not through with our game, and its only just
after Five OClock.  Want to go another round?  Same stakes?  Her green
eyes flashed.

OK.  I closed my eyes and held out my hand.  I heard them whispering to
each other and shifting positions again.  My hand was pressed down to my
side, and I felt something warm and wet on my chest.  One of them was
licking my little boy-nipples!  It sort of hurt, tickled, and felt good at
the same time.  My cock, which had never entirely lost its hard-on, was
getting stiffer and stiffer.  I tried to remember their lips.  Both were
full and wide.  There was no way to tell!  But then a little slip-up gave
Kelly away.  I felt her hair, much shorter than Taras brush its ends only
a little ways down my body.

That feels great, Kelly, but I think you need to move a little further
down, dont you agree?

Darn!  Came Kellys exasperated reply.  And I was all ready for you to
eat my pussy again!  Tara, you said hed never get it!

It was your hair, Kelly.  Taras is much longer, so it would have fallen
almost to my cock, which by the way is waiting. I gloated.

My eyes were open as Kellys mouth descended onto my throbbing erection.
She obediently sucked on the head of my cock, just like she had done a few
days ago.  Of course, since then I had learned what a blowjob was supposed
to be.  Thats wonderful, but can you move back and forth on it like Tara
did?  She nodded (sending sparks shivering down the length of my cock and
up my spine).  She assumed a more comfortable kneeling position before me
and pushed her head forward.  About halfway down my cock, she gagged and
then pulled back.  Then she began again.  (((Kelly, when my cock is in
your throat, you will not experience the gag reflex.  You will be able to
suck it all the way down effortlessly.)))  I used my Persuasion to help
her accommodate me, and this time, she didnt gag.  It felt great.  My cock
was starting to get that now-familiar feeling.  I only had thirty seconds,
but Kelly was making them the best half minute she possibly could.  Her
tempo increased, and pretty soon my cock was jack-hammering in and out of
her mouth.  Then, just as I was about to spew an oil-tanker load of cum in
her waiting mouth, Tara yelled Time!  Stop Kelly!

Kelly stopped moving and pulled away to look at my cock.  Unfortunately for
her, my orgasm had already started, and once started there was no turning
back.  I desperately reached down and began jerking myself off as the cum
flew everywhere.  Mostly, it shot directly onto Kellys face.  She was
fascinated, and didnt blink, flinch or turn away.  The cum just kept
spurting, and her face was soon coated with a thick layer of semen which
dripped off her chin onto her chest and tits.

Oh, yeah, Kelly!  Tara shouted, Look at him cum all over your face.  You
look fantastic.  Its a cum beauty masque!  Gawd, that looks amazing.
Kelly smiled through the thick cum and reached up to wipe her face clean.

NO! I cried.  Dont wipe it off- please!  Lets just go down and get
some dinner, and when were through then you can wipe off your face.  The
sight of her cumsoaked face was too beautiful to let go away so soon.
Kelly looked at me like I was a madman, but then Tara agreed that if she
had taken my load on her face she had to let me decide when she could wipe
it off.  Those were the rules, she said.

So we all went down to the kitchen to see what was in the fridge.  We
decided to have ham sandwiches made from a leftover ham the Branfords had
had on Sunday.  As I was learning, it took a lot of energy to produce
semen, and so I wolfed down two sandwiches while the girls ate theirs.
Kelly ate daintily, taking extreme care not to let the bread wipe away any
of the cum around her lips.  Tara, ever the wild child, tore into her
sandwich like an animal.  She finished first of all of us, and then to my
surprise she started jerking my cock off with her hand while holding a
small cup with the other.  Pretty soon, I splattered out another cock-load
of cum, this time directly into the cup Tara pointed my cock at.  When I
was done, she wiped my cock on the rim of the glass, getting the last drop
that was hanging from the tip.

Cheers! She said, gaily, and then upended the glass, pouring the semen
directly into her mouth.  Smiling, she tossed her head back and swallowed
grandly, opening her mouth to show us that she had eaten the whole load.

Kelly nibbled at her sandwich like a little bird, but eventually finished
hers about the time I finished my second.  I wiped the crumbs from my face
and put my napkin down.  Kelly, its time to wipe off your face.  Ill do
it for you.  I picked up a piece of bread and carefully wiped her face
with it.  The cum was still fresh and wet, so it came off easily and almost
completely.  When I had finished, her face was nearly cum free, and the
bread was coated.  I took another piece of bread and slapped it down on top
of the cum.  You still look hungry, Kelly.  Why dont you have another
sandwich? I said, handing her the cumwich.

She stared at the cum-soaked bread, aghast, but then Tara said, Oh, come
on, Kelly!  You told me yourself that you ate tons of Carls cum just the
other day.  How is it going to be any different just because its in a
sandwich.  Id
love to have a cum sandwich, if I were so lucky!

Kelly smiled and said I guess youre right.  It tasted pretty good then,
and even the cum I got in my mouth this afternoon was great.  Why not?
Carl, thank you for the cum sandwich.  Im sure Ill enjoy it very much.
She took a tiny bite and then grinned.  Well, its definitely different.
I doubt the makers of Wonderbread had this in mind.  Not bad, though.

Tara held my cock in her hand while Kelly ate my cum sandwich, bite by
bite.  Kelly was a real trouper.  She didnt gag once or even make a face.
If she wasnt enjoying eating my cum, she was just about the best actress I
had ever known.  Of course, two days ago, I had Persuaded her that my cum
tasted great and that she couldnt get enough of it, so maybe that did make
her like it.  Whatever the cause, she finished the sandwich off lovingly,
making smacking noises with her lips, sighing when it was gone.  That was
wonderful, Carl. She declared.  When I get married, my husband is going
to have to make me a cum sandwich every day for lunch.

In that case, Im sure youll have no shortage of young men asking for
your hand in marriage, said Tara, wryly.  All rested up, Carl?  I think
its time for you to start learning to control yourself.  I mean, its fun
and all, sucking you off and eating your cum, but when I let you do me in
the butt, I would really have loved for it to last longer.  So lets go on
upstairs and Kelly and I will help you practice not cumming so quickly.

Yeah, come on, Speedy, giggled Kelly.

We all filed upstairs, and Tara had me lay down on my back on the bed.  She
smeared some vaseline on my cock and then some more on her asshole.  Then
she lowered herself onto me, taking my cock deep inside her rectum.
(((Carl, you are not allowed to cum until I tell you to.  If you feel
yourself getting close, tell me and I will stop moving until you have
calmed down.  OK?)))  I agreed, but then its hard to disagree with a
woman when shes got your cock up her ass and the Evil Eye on her side.

Tara moved slowly upwards while Kelly watched fascinated.  Stop! I yelled
before she had pulled more than halfway off my cock.  A few moments later,
I told her to continue.  Stop! I yelled again almost as soon as she
started moving.  We continued that way, stopping maybe twelve times before
just the head of my cock was captured in her butt.

Wow!  Look at that!  Kelly exclaimed.  Your cock was all the way inside
her butt, Carl!  It was amazing.  Does it hurt, Tara?  It hurt just a
little when Carl put his finger in my butt, but it felt so good too.

Tara moaned as she started lowering herself down on my cock again.  Ohhh,
it feels great.  It always hurts a little bit when he puts it in, but it
gets better right away.  Carl is really gentle too, not like when John
Reynolds did it.  I let him buttfuck me because he wanted to take my
cherry, but when he did, he was really rough.  My asshole throbbed for
hours!  Carl is much nicer, even though his cock is bigger than Johns
(well, that was nice to know, anyway).

The whole process of Tara lowering herself back onto my cock took almost a
minute.  Pulling back off took even longer, but I was starting to get the
hang of things.  Instead of focusing all my attention on my cock, which was
way way past being ready to cum, I looked at other things.  Taras cute
little pussy, Kellys high, pointed breasts, the wallpaper, a picture of
Kellys grandma, the instructions on the side of a bottle of cleaning
fluid, whatever could take my mind off the cum getting ready to boil out of
my cock.  Then, when my orgasm had slightly subsided, I told Tara to move
again and waited for the familiar Oh my god, Im about to splooge feeling
to return.

After fifteen minutes, Tara threw back her head and began rubbing her clit.
To hell with this slow crap, she yelled, fuck my asshole, Carl.  Fuck it
hard so I can cum.  I complied, happily.  I started bucking my hips
forward.  Taras asshole was clenching tightly every time her hand flew
over her little love button, and it was having an effect on my cock.  But
she wasnt ready to cum yet, and I didnt think it would be fair if I
didnt keep on fucking her rectum so that she could.  I tried to ignore the
feeling in my cock and continue thrusting hard and deep.  I started picking
up the pace, and was soon buttfucking her like an upside-down jackhammer.
Taras face was contorted, and her hand was moving like lightning in little
circular motions around her clit.  Soon, she gave a hoarse cry and started
bucking her hips furiously.  Her asshole spasmed tightly, almost squeezing
my cock off at the base!  I couldnt take it any longer, and with a hoarse
cry of my own I came too, coating her rectum with semen, and pulling her
hips down into my lap as I sought to shoot my sperm as deep within her as
possible.

After an eternity, I finished splooging deep inside her bowels, but I kept
my cock as deep within her as I could.  She fell backwards to sit on my
lap, and we sat there for a while until she could calm down and my cock
could grow limp.  Even after I lost my hard-on, she kept me in her by
squeezing tightly with her sphincter.  We made out, tongues swimming in
each others mouths, as we kissed long and deep.

When we finally separated, I excused myself and went to the bathroom to
relieve myself and clean off my cock, a courtesy to the girls, as it had
been in Taras asshole for nearly half an hour.

When I returned, I looked over at Kelly.  Her head was turned away, and her
shoulders were shaking.  Kelly!  Whats the matter? I asked.  She didnt
say anything, and when I put my hand on her shoulder, she shrugged it off.

She sniffed, and looked up at me.  You love her, Carl!  I can tell you do.
Its not fair.  Ive loved you since we were in third grade together- I
always thought we would be married when we grew up.  Now you meet some
slut, and in two days youre practically engaged!  Its just not fair!

I didnt know what to do.  Deep inside, I knew she was right.  Kelly was
beautiful, and we spent a lot of time together when we were growing up, so
it was natural for her, and even me, to believe that we might someday
become sweethearts or even get married.  But Tara was something special,
something I would never find in any other girl.  Did I love her?  I dont
know for sure, but I was beginning to think so.

Kelly, I said, putting my arms around her.  Im sorry.  I know weve
always been best friends, and I thought it would last forever too.  But
something happened, and I cant help it.

Yeah, Kelly, said Tara, quietly.  Neither of us knew anything would
happen.  Youre such a nice girl, and I really wish we could all stay
friends.  Didnt we have a great time today?  I dont want you to be mad at
me or Carl.  He loves you too, you know.  I can tell.  But I just think
its more like a sister or something.  Not that you do this sort of thing
with your sister, if you know what I mean.  I wasnt trying to steal him
away from you, honest.

I know, Kelly sighed.  We were only kids playing up until a few days
ago, anyway.  If he has to be with someone, I guess Im glad its you,
Tara.  I like you too, and Im not mad at you.  She smiled, besides,
somebody had to teach Speedy here how to control himself.  I dont know how
to buttfuck, so I guess it had to be you.  You have to promise to share him
once in a while, though.

Tara laughed.  I promise!  Carl, you and Kelly kiss and make up while I
clean up from getting my asshole reamed.  Kelly, if youre really nice to
Carl, I bet hed be willing to teach you how to be an expert at taking a
cock in your ass, right Carl?

Heck yeah! I grinned, giving Kelly a deep slow kiss.  I ran my hands
through her hair, and used my fingers to wipe away her tears, which had
become sticky from mixing with the dried cum on her face.  I moved my hands
further down to cup her breasts, and began massaging them and squeezing her
nipples.  Kelly moaned, thickly, and buried her face in my shoulder.  I
rolled over on top of her and caressed her body from top to bottom (staying
just a little longer at the bottom, of course).  I kissed her face, and
neck and started working my way lower.  I stopped for a long time to kiss
her breasts and nibble on her nipples.  Kellys moans increased in volume
whenever I bit down hard on one of her hard little nipples.  I licked her
belly button, causing a high-pitched squeal of ticklish laughter.  Then I
descended further, stabbing my tongue deep inside her virgin pussy, past
the small hole in her cherry, to taste the musky fluid inside.  She moaned
even louder as I re-discovered her clitoris, concentrating all my tongues
power on that little button.  For what seemed like an hour, I flicked it,
tongued it, nibbled it, and sucked on it.  Each time my lips or tongue made
contact, her hips would buck or her tight stomach would clench.  Pretty
soon, she was in a state of near-constant arousal.  She was on the edge of
cumming, and I knew just what to do to push her over.  I coated my middle
finger with some of the juices that were flowing out of her pussy, and
pushed it deep into her asshole.  Kelly jumped, but then her anal muscles
gripped my finger tightly, forbidding it to withdraw.  I licked even more
furiously at her clit, and then it happened.  Her whole body tensed, and
then her hips began rhythmically humping my face as I frantically tongued
her nubbin.  A long high-pitched moan escaped her as her orgasm swept her
away.  After minutes, the throes of ecstacy left her, and her entire body
relaxed, limp as a dishrag.  Even her sphincter was loose, and I pulled  my
finger out without obstruction.

Her eyes were closed in dreamlike relaxation, and I knew it was time.  I
smeared vaseline on my jutting cock, and placed it gently at the opening to
her tight little ass.  (((Kelly, I said in a soft voice, You want me to
put this in your ass)))  She smiled, eyes still closed.  I took that as a
sign that my Persuasion had worked and pushed forward.  Even with the
previous intensive foreplay, it was almost too tight to get in.  I pushed
hard, forcing my way past the rubbery entrance.  Her sphincter gave a
little, then stopped me short again, and then opened completely.  The
feeling of the strong ring of muscles surrounding my cock was amazing.  I
almost came immediately, but regained control at the last minute.  I
paused, only the head of my cock penetrating her asshole, for Kelly to get
used to the feeling of taking a cock up her ass.

Carl, that feels so good.  Even better than your finger.  Can you put more
of it in me, or is that as far as it goes?  Kelly moaned.  Instead of
answering, I pushed further forward, slowly thrusting until my whole cock
was buried in her ass.  Kellys eyes shot open, and she took a full gasping
breath.  Carl!  Its so big!  Youre splitting me open! A tear ran down
the side of her face.  Oh, it hurts! It hurts!  Dont move- I dont think
I can take it.  Clearly, I had thrust forward prematurely.  I told Kelly
that it was normal for it to hurt a little bit at first, but that if we
relaxed and took it slow it would be OK.

I kept my cock buried deeply in her ass for about ten minutes.  When I felt
her anal muscles relax, I pulled slowly out until just the tip was left
inside.  Then just as slowly, I thrust forward again.  This time, it didnt
hurt as much, and I could tell Kelly was starting to get into it.  Of
course, there was no doubt in my mind about my enjoying it.  I loved
buttfucking since the first time I did it, and I love it to this day.   I
can, and have, spent up to eight hours with my cock in a willing asshole,
and I take every opportunity I can to spurt a load of cum in some lovely
girls rectum.

Kellys rectum was definitely willing, but even after cumming about a
zillion times this afternoon, the sensation of buttfucking was making me
close to letting loose again.  I took my time, lingering with my cock deep
in her ass, pulling out slowly and then thrusting hard back in.  I kept
myself close to the edge as long as I could.  Kellys body was trembling as
wave after wave of orgasm swept over her.  Her hand was between her legs,
rubbing her clit like a kid scratching a poison ivy rash.  Each time she
came, her asshole clenched down hard on my cock, bringing me even close to
orgasm and obliterating what minor control I had learned in the last few
days.  Finally, my skills failed me, and I could last no longer.  I spewed
the last load of hot semen for the day deep inside Kellys rectum, plowing
her aggressively now, heedless of the pain it caused.  I could only think
of my sperm as it scalded the innermost depths of her bowels, coating her
insides with slime.  As the last spurt flew from my cock, I buried it deep
inside and left it there, pinning Kelly to the bed as she moaned in
pleasure/pain.

I must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes, I heard the sound
of applause.  Whew!  That was some buttfuck! Tara cried, clapping.  I
wish it had been me, but after the one you gave me earlier, I doubt I could
have taken it.  How did it feel, Kelly?

Kelly turned her head around (my cock was still in her asshole, and the
weight of my body still held her down).  It hurt like hell!  At least at
first it did.  After a while, it felt great, and I came like a freight
train!  It started hurting again towards the end, and if you dont mind
Carl, maybe you could pull your cock out of my ass?  Its really sore- I
probably wont be able to walk straight for a week.  Hey!  Not so quickly.
Be gentle!  This as I pulled my cock a little too fast from her rectum.

Kelly got up and felt her asshole.  Ouch!  And what a mess.  Im going to
shower up.  True to her prediction, Kellys gait as she walked to the
shower pretty much identified her as a woman who had just been fucked in
the ass.

You must have reamed her pretty hard, Carl.  Try and be a little more
considerate next time, OK stud?  If you fuck my ass that hard without my
asking for it, Ill bite your dick off!  Tara threatened.  I mumbled an
apology and then followed Kelly to clean off together in the shower.

After we had all cleaned up, Tara and I said our good-byes and I got my dad
to give Tara a ride home.  We sat in the back seat and held hands.  We
pulled up to her house and after she got out of the car, she leaned her
head in through the window and we kissed tenderly and made plans for later
on in the week.  To my surprise, my dad sneaked a good look at her perky
little tits through the rear view mirror as she leaned over, and frankly
stared at her tight ass as she walked up to the house, designer jeans
showing it off to great advantage.

Pretty girl youve got there, Romeo,  he teased me.  She got a sister
about my age?  We exchanged a few male bonding punches on each others
arms as we drove home.  Sometimes Dad was pretty cool, for a dorky
grown-up.

I used Persuasion the next day to get a jewelry store owner to give me two
sets of matching 1ct diamond stud earrings and two sapphire pendants which
I gave to Tara and Kelly the next week.  I didnt see Kelly that much, and
according to Tara (who shared a couple of classes with her) she was still
carrying a torch for me.  Tara was pretty nice about it, though.  She
didnt get jealous like some girls would.  She even made me go over to
Kellys house a couple of times for oral and/or anal sex.  None of us was
willing to give up the virginity thing, at least for the time being.  Tara
made me promise that if I ever did, it would be with her.  Of course, she
wouldnt give up hers unless it was on her wedding night, so that pretty
much meant I was going to stay a virgin as long as Tara and I were going
steady.

The next few weeks were interesting.  Tara bought a book called The Joy of
Sex, and we tried everything we could in it.  Some things needed more
people than we had or were about homosexual acts, which neither of us was
into.  I got to be a fairly accomplished pussy eater, while Tara
matriculated from Master Cocksucker to Ultimate Grand Master Cocksucker.
She was into experimentation too.  In one of her books, it said an average
male ejaculation was about two teaspoons of liquid.  She measured mine and
I usually spurted about two or three times that, probably due to youth as
Ive never been able to achieve such huge cums since Ive grown older.
Also, one week we tried to set an ejaculation record.  We both skipped
school for the entire week, and Tara invited Kelly over.  The two of them
took turns sucking my cock, aiming it at a small glass when I came.  On
Sunday, I came 42 times, dropping off slightly each day to finish on the
following Saturday with 23 ejaculations and a very sore cock.  My cum for
the week filled 1.5 mason jars.  An appropriate vessel for Carl Masons
cum, deemed Kelly.

As the last spurt of cum hit the collection glass, Kelly looked up at the
clock and said Time!  It was 11:50, and there was no way I was going to
get another erection, much less cum in ten minutes.  Exhaustion had
substituted for control over the last week.  Kellys hand pumped furiously,
milking the last few drops of semen from my battered cock.  She smiled up
at me from where she had been sucking my cock, kneeling on the floor in
front of my chair.  Well, Carl, you have ten minutes left- do you want me
to try for one more?

I dont think so.  My cock is so sore I think its missing skin!  I took
a small cloth from the table and patted it dry, pulling my pants up.  How
much do we have?

Tara looked up from the desk where she was tabulating results.  Just under
half a gallon!  That has to be some sort of record.

Well, I doubt theyll let us it enter your experiment in the science
fair. I said.  Now, if I recall correctly, you did say you would swallow
all of that sperm, didnt you?

Taras face blanched, losing all color.  Carl!  No way- theres no way I
could eat all that cum.  Please dont make me, ok?  She pleaded.

Hey, its been refrigerated, and since when did you ever turn down a meal
of cum? I returned.  I turned on my power of Persuasion just slightly:
(((Now, it was your idea in the first place, and youd have swallowed it
all if you hadnt want to measure it anyway, so Id say its dinner time
and the soup course is ready!)))

Tara tried her best to resist the Persuasion, but gave in when Kelly
reminded her of the rules we had established the first time the two of
them sucked me off.  We all went down to the kitchen where Tara sat down
with a Hmph! at the table.  Kelly got the rest of the semen out of the
fridge, and Tara looked nervously at the two mason jars of cum, one full to
the rim and the other nearly half full.  Smiling weakly, she poured a small
glassful of semen.  Heres cum in your eye! she toasted, and then took a
long drink, nearly finishing the glass.  Kelly refilled for her, and with a
look of determination Tara tossed back her second full glass of semen.

Not bad, she said thickly.  The cum had coated her throat, making it
difficult to speak.  Kelly poured while Tara ate her cum dinner, each
individual swallow an effort.  She finished off about half of the first jar
quickly, but then took long breaks between gulps.  I was getting off at
seeing this beautiful girl eat a weeks worth of my cum.  My cock was
getting hard despite its previous Herculean efforts.  Kelly noticed this
and like the good little cock sucker she was, she fell to her knees before
me.

Carl, can I have a little of what Taras having? she asked, coquettishly.
I grinned by way of acknowledgment, and she began sucking me gently.  Tara,
inspired by Kellys deep throating of my cock, finished off the glass of
cum in front of her and poured herself another.  The mason jar before her
was about three-fourths empty.

I think thats enough for now, Tara. I said.  Besides, I have other
things planned for that cum.  Come over here and spread your ass cheeks for
me. I told her.  She obliged, no Persuasion necessary.  I had her stick
two fingers from each hand into her asshole and spread it apart. I could
see deeply into her rectum as she held her sphincter open.  Kelly, hand me
that jar, would you please?  I took the jar and held it poised above her
widely spread orifice, then I tipped it up and slowly poured the contents
directly into her rectum.

Hey, thats cold, you know! Tara complained.  The jar had been in the
fridge all week as my cum accumulated, and we had kept the temperature as
near freezing as we could to avoid spoiling the precious fluid.  Tara was
doing a little dance as the chilly liquid filled her anal cavity.  Most
of the rest of the jar fit inside her rectum, but a lot of if just coated
her ass.  I reached my hand into the jar and then leaned forward to smear
the rest all over Taras tight breasts.

OK, you can let your asshole close and stand up now, I told her.  She did
so, but with difficulty due to the half cup of sperm in her rectum.  I
thought it over, and I think its very selfish of you to hog a whole weeks
worth of my cum yourself.  Kelly looks awfully hungry, dont you think?
Sure enough, Kelly was sucking my raw and abused cock like she was starving
for just one more drop of cum.  

She looked up at me, bright-eyed.  Oh yes, Carl!  I just love the taste of
your cum.  I cant get enough of it.  At the timed, I figured that either
Persuasion is permanent, or she really loved my cum.  Ive since found out
that the effects of Persuasion never wear off.  To this day, Kelly probably
fantasizes about the taste of my cum.  At age 15, though, she was ravenous
for it.

I looked at her and smiled.  Open wide, I said.  She popped my cock out
of her mouth and tipped her head back.  I poured the cum slowly into her
mouth.  When I had poured in a couple of tablespoons, I paused.  OK, now
take my cock in your mouth and swallow my cum.  The sensation was soothing
because the cum from the jar was still cold from being in the refrigerator
all week, and her mouth was a comfortable 98.6 degrees Farenheight.  I
resumed pouring cum into her mouth, pausing every couple of drops to let
her take my cock in her mouth and swallow my semen.  It was fun, and
regardless of the reason, Kelly loved the taste of my cum.  She held it in
her mouth and savored every drop as if it were going to be the last cum she
ever ate.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.  Both jars were empty,
and my balls were so completely drained that there was no way I could give
either girl any more cum.  Tara was looking decidedly uncomfortable,
probably due to the pint of semen still in her rectum.  I decided to give
her a break.  Tara, if you want to get rid of that cum in your asshole,
you can.

She made a relieved expression and headed for the bathroom.  Kelly stood up
after licking the last drops of cum out of both mason jars, and snuggled up
to me.  Hmm, Carl, she said as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
That was wonderful.  I feel so relaxed and full.  Why cant every day be
like this?  I looked around Taras kitchen.  The homey country decor
blended so well with the beautiful naked girl enfolded in my arms.  I held
her there for a few minutes, and then kissed her lips.

I dont know Kelly.  Maybe if you were in love with a wonderful man who
would treat you right- then every day would be as good as this one.

Thats the problem, she sniffed.  I AM in love with a wonderful man, but
hes in love with someone else.  She laughed.  If it were anyone else,
Id kill the bitch, but Taras just too nice.

Kelly, in less time than you can imagine youll meet someone and fall in
love with them, and maybe even get married and have kids.  Youre so
beautiful and fun to be with that half the boys in school are wanking off
to fantasies of you sucking their cocks.  I bet you could pick any boy at
random and have him in your bed in no time at all.

OK, I pick you! she giggled.  But then again, Ive already had you in my
bed.  It might just be fun to try someone else.  Maybe it will make you
jealous and then youll dump Tara for me.

Hed better not- Ill have his balls for lunch! came the reply from the
living room.  Tara walked in, still wet from taking a quick shower after
eliminating the semen that had been sloshing around her rectum for half
an hour.  If you want to try another boy, make it that bastard John
Reynolds.  He ruined my reputation, the jerk.  Get him in bed and then kick
him in the nuts.

Not a bad idea, I said, bringing Tara into my arms for a three-way group
hug.  But instead of kicking him in the nuts, make him so horny hell fuck
a knothole and then dont give him any satisfaction.  Thatll teach him a
lesson.

The girls agreed that this was a great way to get back at John for
spreading lies about Tara.  It was getting late, so I drove Kelly back home
in my new Jaguar convertible.  I had Persuaded the salesman to give it to
me and write the loss off as an advertising expense on the theory I would
tell everybody what a great car dealership they were.  I Persuaded his boss
and his co-workers to go along with it, so nobody was going to lose his
job.  It was a sweet ride with the top down, all twelve cylinders humming a
deep Gregorian chant of power.  Kellys long blonde hair flew out behind
her like a golden comet tail.  She was glowing too, smiling and laughing
with the shear joy of riding in such a beautiful car.  I pushed my
Persuasion to the limit by making all the other drivers pull to the side as
I passed them.  I Persuaded the drivers coming up on side streets to stop,
and blew through every stop sign and traffic light regardless of its color.
A cop gave me a startled look, but I Persuaded him that I was a
Presidential convoy.  He saluted and then pulled out in front of me with
lights flashing and siren wailing, escorting me along my route.

I dismissed him shortly before pulling into Kellys driveway.  Thanks for
all the cocksucking- you are really becoming talented I praised her.

Thanks for all the cum- and dont forget to go to school on Monday.  Tara
and I are going to be going after John Reynolds, and I know you dont want
to miss the fun!  She got out and gave me a peck on the cheek.  Bye! I
love you.

You too, I whispered to myself as she walked up to her door.  What was I
going to do?  I was in love with two girls!  I knew I would always choose
Tara over Kelly, but I hated the thought of breaking Kellys heart.

The rest of the weekend, I rested up from a weeks worth of non-stop
cumming.  Monday at school, I more or less attended classes.  I amused
myself in Mrs. Tenholts drama class by Persuading Lisa Alvarez to suck my
cock up in the costume loft.  I could see all the other kids practicing
their lines down on the stage as Lisas lush Latino mouth made a healthy
meal of my semen.  I could tell she was no stranger to fellatio, and I
wondered if she was still a virgin.  I thought about fucking her right
there and then, but then an image of Tara appeared in my mind.  I knew then
that if I was going to lose my virginity, Tara would be the One.  I came
two more times in Lisas mouth before the bell rang to signal the end of
class.  I Persuaded her to forget the whole thing and then left to join
Kelly and Tara in the cafeteria.

Hello, ladies, I said as I put my tray down between theirs.  Are you on
a diet?  Neither of them had more than a salad and a diet cola on her
tray.

Do you know how many calories there are in semen? Tara asked me in a
whisper.  With the amount of cum you make me swallow, Id get as fat as
Liz Taylor in no time if I didnt watch what I ate.

I laughed.  Well, as long as you dont go hungry- here or when were
together.  Seen John Reynolds yet?

Yeah, hes over there with a bunch of his dumb-jock friends.  The jerks!
Can you believe that one of them actually asked me if I would have sex with
him in his room after school?  I told him to kiss my ass!  Tara fumed.
She stabbed at her lettuce salad as if IT had been the horny teenager who
had propositioned her.

Shes mad, Kelly said.  Everyone still thinks she went all the way with
John, and its been over a month!  Did she tell you she was kicked off the
gymnastics team?  Shelly Audette told the team coach about what John said,
and the coach kicked Tara off the team.  She was the top gymnast, and they
got rid of her just like that!

Is this true? I asked Tara.  She nodded glumly.  Well, weve got to do
something about all this.  Tara, go tell the guy who propositioned you that
youve changed your mind.  Kelly, go with her and try to get John
Reynoldss attention.  Im going to go find Shelly Audette.  Between the
three of us, were going to set things right.  The two of you can get John
and your Romeo both so hot their balls will explode, and when theyre so
horny they cant take it anymore, theres going to be a very hot and very
willing Shelly that will take care of their every need.

Hmm, not a bad idea, Tara agreed.  Cmon,  Kelly, lets go hook us some
suckers.  They got up together, and made their way to where the jocks were
eating.  I didnt really hear what went on because I was finishing my
lunch.  I took my tray back and went to the administrative offices.

(((Please get me Shelly Audettes class schedule))) I Persuaded one of
the secretaries.  She was Home Economics right after lunch.  I waited until
the class bell rang and found the room.  I sauntered in like I usually did
and nodded at the teacher.

Excuse me, young man, who... er, come in come in, glad to have you here!
The old biddy who ran the Home Ec class yielded easily to Persuasion and
turned her interrogation into a greeting.  I looked around the class.  All
young girls, all very pretty.  I almost forgot that I was there for a
purpose and nearly decided to have an impromptu orgy.  Some other time, I
concluded.  The idea of Persuading multiple girls to do my bidding was
interesting.  Id have to come back to that one.  In the meantime, I had a
job to do.  (((Whichever one of you is Shelly Audette, please stand
up.)))  A girl in a flowery print sun dress stood up from her desk.
(((Come with me)))  She picked up her book bag and joined me by the door.
Turning to the teacher and the rest of the class, I used my Persuasion one
more time.  (((Forget you saw me here today.  Shelly left early for an
appointment.  Everything is back to normal.))) I turned and left the
classroom, Shelly following at my heels.

Where are you taking me?  Why cant I stop following you? Shelly gasped.
(((Shut up!))) I Persuaded.  Damn!  I thought.  Im going to have to be a
lot more careful about how I do things.  I wasnt supposed to meet Tara and
Kelly for three hours, and I knew just how I was going to spend them.

(((Come on!))) I mumbled to Shelly.  We hurried down the deserted
corridors until we returned to the admin wing.  I led her into the office
area and knocked on the student counselors office door.

Come in! came the reply from within the room.  I opened the door and
tugged Shelly along with me as I went inside.  The counselor, a lady in her
late forties, was sitting at her desk.  Yes, what can I do for you two?
she asked.

(((Ignore our presence here.  You feel a little sick- you have a slight
fever and are a tad sick to your stomach.  You think it might be a good
idea to take the rest of the day off and try to get some rest.  Forget we
were ever here, but dont lock your office on your way out.))) The
counselors eye became diffused, and she seemed to stare right past us.
Then she started to look a little queasy.

Oh, drat! she said to herself.  I must be coming down with the flu.  Id
better go home and try to sleep it off.  Standing up, she brushed past us
on her way to the door.  Delores!  she called to the secretary.  Im
feeling a little sick, and I think I should go home and try to get a little
rest.  Can you tell any students who come by for an appointment to check my
calendar for another time?  I heard an affirmative response and some
clucking about the flu thats always going around this time of year, and
the counselor left us alone in the room.

Shellys eyes were bugging out in fear.  If I dont tell the person Im
Persuading not to notice me or the fact that their being Persuaded, they
remain aware of themselves and their surroundings.  Shelly knew something
was very wrong, but she couldnt speak to ask me what it was, and she was
forced to follow me wherever I went.  I liked it that way.  Locking the
door, I turned to her.  (((Shelly, take off all your clothes and fold them
neatly on the file cabinet.)))  She quickly disrobed and was standing
their in front of me naked.  Very nice, I said out loud.  (((Obey my
every command.))) I told her, just for conveniences sake.  It wasnt
difficult to use Persuasion, but it was easier and more fun in this case to
tell her out loud what I wanted her to do.

Shelly nodded, indicating that she would obey me.  I sat down in the
counselors chair and shucked off my jeans.  Tell me about your sexual
experiences, up till now. I ordered her.

Shelly paused a moment in thought, and then opened her mouth.  She
immediately closed it, and then opened it again.  You may speak now, but
only to answer my questions.  I told her.

I havent had any sexual experiences, Shelly said.  Unless you count one
time playing Doctor with a neighbor boy.  It was really weird, too- I
didnt want to, but I remember that I had to take my clothes off for some
strange reason.  He just looked at my body real close and then I left.  But
thats the only sexual experience Ive ever had.

That boy was probably me- I Persuaded so many of the neighborhood girls to
strip for me when I was younger that I cant remember all their names.  Too
bad I hadnt known all the other things I could have made them do.  OK,
Shelly.  Then today will be your first sexual experience.  Come here and
take my cock in your hands.  She walked over to me and grabbed my tool
like a golfer getting ready to putt.  No, no.  Not like that.  Touch it
nice, like youre trying to make it feel good.  She began stroking it and
petting it like it was a kitten.  That was OK, but I wanted more.  Grab it
around the top and jerk it in and out of your hand, I told her.  She
started pulling on it a lot better now, in fact she was masturbating me
pretty much the way I liked it.  It was starting to feel good, and I knew I
would cum soon.  Stuff is going to shoot out of it pretty soon.  Aim it at
your tits and let the goo that comes out coat them.

Shelly kept jacking me off, and sure enough I spurted huge strands of cum
onto her titties.  Rub it into your tits, I told her.  She massaged it in
like it was suntan oil, even making sure a little coated her erect nipples.
Now, lick my cock clean and swallow every drop you find on it.

Shellys head descended into my lap, and she used her tongue to swab down
my penis.  This just got me hotter, and about the time when my cock was
clean, it was ready to cum again.  Its going to shoot again.  Take the
head into your mouth and move your lips down until the whole thing is down
your throat.  You will not gag.  My cock was shortly lodged to its hilt in
her virgin throat. Now move your head up until just the tip is in your
mouth.  She retreated until she was kissing the head of my cock.  OK,
thats great.  Now do it over and over again until I tell you to stop.

Shellys eyes flashed daggers at me.  She was fully aware that she was
being made to do this, but she had no choice in the matter.  Her head
bobbed up and down in my lap slowly.  Thats great.  Keep going slow like
that to start out with.  Pause for a few seconds when Im all the way
down. I told her.  I could see her lips press down against the base of my
cock and could feel the head get compressed every time it entered her
throat.  She held me deeply inside her every time she reached the bottom of
her stroke, and it was greatly pleasurable.  I was learning better control,
so this time I tried to hold off cumming as long as I could.

It wasnt long.  I still had a lot of practicing to do.  Of course when a
slut like Shelly was slurping on my wang, practice wasnt exactly hard
work.  I let her suck away slowly for a while, and felt that now-familiar
feeling of cum getting ready to shoot.  Go a little faster when you move,
but hold me deep longer.  Also, you can go a little deeper if you try.
Force your head down hard and open your mouth really wide.  Shelly
responded by whipping her head up quickly and then immediately dropping it
down until my cock was even more fully lodged inside her throat.  She held
me deep for about 15 seconds and then repeated the action.  It was
incredible.  The fast up-and-down action made me nearly cum, and the
luxurious pause with the head of my cock practically intubating her cooled
me off just enough that I didnt blast semen right away.  Over and over
again, she jerked up, bobbed down, and held me deep.

After three or four minutes of this treatment, my cock gave me due notice
of its intent to splooge into Shellys throat.  I had other ideas, though.
Pull off and aim it at your face, I ordered her.  When my cock was
pointed directly at her face, I grabbed it and started jerking off.  The
cum splatted right on her nose and lips.  I changed aim and jizzed on her
forehead, cheeks and shot a little into her hair, just for good measure.
When I finally finished, she licked my cock clean without even being told,
but I figured that was just residual Persuasion from my earlier command.

Get me hard again, I ordered her.  Her cum-covered face descended to suck
away at my cock again.  I had already cum five times that day, but for a
15-year old boy thats nothing.  Tara had been eating at least ten loads of
my cum daily since we started going out.  Sometimes, she nearly got sick
from all the semen she ingested.  She loved it, though.

I was getting harder and harder in Shellys mouth.  Pulling her head up off
me, I told her to turn around and bend over.  I grabbed a tube of lip gloss
out of her purse and squeezed out as much as I could.  It was enough to
coat my cock with a little left over to smear around the rim of her
asshole.  Then I pulled her backwards and placed the head of my cock right
at the entrance to her rectum.  She gasped.  Relax your asshole, I told
her.  Her sphincter opened immediately, and I jammed my cock up into her
with one savage thrust.  Tears dripped down her eyes and her face contorted
in an agonized grimace.  OK, you can tighten up your asshole now, I
ordered.  A vise clamped around the base of my cock, capturing me inside
her.

It felt great, but I knew I wouldnt be ready to cum again for a little
while.  Besides, there were almost two hours until I had to meet the girls.
I sat back down in the counselors chair, pulling Shelly down with me.  For
the next two hours, she sat in my lap with her bowels impaled on my hard
cock.  I didnt move, but the constriction of her rectum kept me rock-hard.
Shelly cried almost continuously, either from the lack of real lubricant or
the shear humiliation of being buttfucked with no way to resist it.

For me, it was sort of relaxing.  Shelly didnt weigh that much, and it was
a comfortable chair.  I fell asleep a couple of times, but I doubt Shelly
got much rest.  She had a cock up her ass for the first time in her life,
and according to every woman Ive asked that hurts pretty bad.  Plus, she
had cum caked and dried all over her body.  Tara said she loved it when I
coated her with cum, but to someone who isnt asking for it, its probably
humiliating and uncomfortable.  But after what she had done to Tara, I
wasnt too interested in her comfort or her self-esteem.

I must have nodded off again, because I woke up with a jerk.  Outside in
the hall, I heard the 10-minute warning bell for the end of the school day.
Shelly was just sitting in my lap with dried cum on her face and tits.
Tears had made trails in the caked-on semen on her cheeks.  My cock was
still hard, and I wanted to cum one more time before going home, so I told
Shelly to lean out onto the guidance counselors desk.  I pumped my cock in
and out of her abused rectum savagely.  She gasped and tried to wriggle her
body away from me.

Stop it!  I ordered her.  Reach back and spread your butt cheeks so I
can get deeper in.  Her hands reluctantly parted her slender globes,
allowing me full access and total penetration.  She no longer had her arms
to lean on, so her breast were mashed against the desk.  I thrust deeper
than I had ever gone and made short fast strokes with the head of my cock
as far as it could go into her rectum.  When I came, it was a surprise.
Cum shot out of my cock deep into her asshole for a good minute.  It felt
wonderful squishing around the cum in her butt, but I knew I had to meet
the girls at the busses or I wouldnt be able to give them a ride.

I pulled out of Shellys ass with a popping sound.  Put your clothes on.
Ill get you some water and a cloth to wipe off your face, I ordered her.
I pulled on my jeans and then found a water cooler in the office outside.
I pulled a few feet off of a roll of paper towels and wetted them down.
Back in the office, Shelly had put her bra, shirt, panties and skirt back
on.  The shirt was stuck to her chest a little from some of the combined
cum and sweat.  Her face was a mess, with dried semen crusting all over it.
I handed her the moist towel and told her to try to clean up as quickly as
she could.  While she was wiping her face, I made sure that she knew what
was going to happen next.

(((You will never tell anyone about this, either by talking, writing,
acting out, or any other means of communication.  You will remember
everything that happened here today. Every night for the next three weeks,
you will report to my house at 8:00 PM for an ass-reaming.  You may talk
now, but you will not mention anything we did today or anything we do in
the future.  You will treat me with the utmost respect from now on.)))
Her eyes grew diffuse and she nodded thoughtfully.

May I go now and catch my bus, Carl? Shelly asked meekly.  

No, Ill be giving you a ride home.  Meet me by the red Jaguar XJS in the
faculty parking lot.  You can call your mom from the car phone to tell her
you wont be home until late tonight.  I gestured toward the door, and she
ran out of the office.  I followed at a more leisurely pace, making sure
the counselors desk was straightened up.  There were a few drops of cum on
some papers, but I doubt theyd be noticed.  The smell on the other hand,
was a little rank.  It smelled like Slappy Taylors gym locker (Slappy was
famous for wearing the same pair of gym socks all three years he was in
junior high and never washing them once).  I left the door open to air it
out when I left.

The girls were standing by the bus stop with two tall boys when I got
there.  Hi Tara, Hi Kelly.  Who are your friends? I asked.  Of course I
knew John Reynolds, but I didnt get to school much so I didnt recognize
the other guy.

Carl, you know John Reynolds.  And this is Andy Gardner, Tara introduced.
Theyre coming over to my house, so were all riding the bus.  I guess we
wont need a ride after all.

Thats OK with me.  I guess Ill see you later then. I gave Tara a wink
and then headed towards the faculty parking lot.

Hey Mason! called John Reynolds as I was walking away.  How come you get
to have a car in the lot?  Seniors dont even get to drive to junior high
school.  Heck, you dont even look old enough to have a license.

Its all who you know, John.  The principal and me are great pals.  My dad
doesnt believe in all the license crap either.  He got me the Jag for my
birthday.  This was a complete load of bullshit, but it only took a little
Persuasion to convince him.  (((Believe it...))) I mumbled at him, and he
smiled and said Oh, OK.

Shelly was waiting for me at my car, and I drove her to my house.  My mom
made us a snack, and we went up to my room.  Shelly sucked my cock while I
waited to give Tara and Kelly some time to get the boys heated up.  After
about two hours, I called Taras house.

Tara?  Its Carl.  Are you ready for me to come over yet?

Carl!  Get over here now!  I think that if you wait another minute these
horn dogs are going to rape us.  Um, Kelly was a little too enthusiastic
about getting them worked up and their boners are about to burst right out
of their jeans.  Then she laughed.   Well, the natives are getting
restless- gotta go!  The receiver clicked and I looked down at Shelly.

Come on, Shelly!  Weve got a party to go to!  She let my cock fall out
of her mouth, swallowed the three loads of cum I had made her hold in her
mouth while she sucked me off, and then picked up her clothes.

Wait!  Forget the bra! I ordered her.  And here, that shirts too
frumpy.  Wear this T-shirt.  I handed her a T-shirt that was a few sizes
too small for me.  She pulled it on, and it fit her like a glove.  Her tiny
nipples stood out like buttons on a sweater and you could see right through
the flimsy material.  Thats better.  Now take off your panties too.  You
probably wont need them.  She reached up under her skirt and shucked off
her frilly white panties.  I put them away to keep for a trophy.

When I got to Taras house, I left Kelly waiting in the car.  Letting
myself in, I quietly climbed the stairs.  Taras bedroom door was open, and
I could see a bottle and a deck of cards.  The bottle was pointing towards
Tara.  She and Andy Gardner were in a passionate embrace.  Tara was fully
clothed, but Andy was in his underwear.  I looked around the other side of
the room to see that Kelly was also fully clothed but was in a deep liplock
with John Reynolds.  Each girl was accidentally brushing their boys
engorged crotch with their hands as they rubbed up and down the boys leg.
Johns underwear had a dark splotch on it, probably from cum.  This
explained Taras cryptic remark about Kelly being too enthusiastic.  She
must have touched him enough to make his cock shoot.

I stayed where I was, but caught Taras eye.  I gave her a thumbs-up
gesture and withdrew to another room.  I could still hear the activity in
the room though.

Andy!  Stop it!  Dont touch me there- Im not that kind of a girl, came
Taras sexy voice.

But Tara, whined Andy.

But nothing.  You too are trying to take advantage of us.  John has tried
to touch Kellys breasts three times in the last five minutes.  If you
dont stop right now, Im going to scream.  My neighbors have real good
hearing, and my mom asks them to keep an eye out for me when shes working
late.  Somebody will come, and youll be sent to jail for rape!  Tara
threatened.

Kellys voice chimed in.  Yeah, John.  Keep your sweaty paws to yourself.
You guys lost at strip poker, and now you think were so turned on by
seeing you in underwear that were just going to do whatever you want.
Well, no way!  Tara, why dont you ask these oafs to go home?

You two shut up! shouted John.  You think you can just tease us like
this and then tell us to go jerk off.  All you girls are just cock-teases.

Thats what you get for lying about going all the way with someone!
Shouted Tara right back at him.  And you Andy!  You believed his lies and
thought I was just some easy lay.  Well youre both pigs, and I hope your
balls explode.  Get out of my house or Im calling the police.

Uh, John, said Andy.  We should probably go- if we do anything theyll
just scream rape and well end up in jail whether its true or not.

Yeah, it would be just like the bitch to do that.  Cmon Andy.  Lets get
out of here.

Tara rushed out of the room to join me.  I gave her a quick peck on the
lips and a hug.  Nice job, Beautiful Girl, I told her.  Youve not only
got them horny, but theyre frustrated as well.

Im glad you got to see it.  I cant wait to watch them limp out of here
with huge cases of blue-nuts, she giggled.

Well, I might have an alternative plan.  I told her about Shelly Audette
being in my car.  Is that rollaway bed still in your garage?

When my grandma left after her last visit, we put it up in the garage
rafters.

No problem, I told her.  Weve got two strapping boys ready and willing
to help us move furniture.  We walked back into her room where John and
Andy were just putting their shoes and socks back on.

Hi, guys. I greeted them.  They gave me dirty looks and kept tying their
laces.  Tara told me all about your afternoon.  Sounds like fun!

Fuck off, Mason, snapped John.

Hey, man.  I was just trying to be nice.  You see, I have a problem too.
Shelly Audette and I had a date, and we were just going to get into some
heavy sucking and buttfucking, but we were playing tennis and she served a
ball right into my crotch.  My balls were practically ruptured, dude.
Theres no way I can do her tonight, and shes really hot.  Shed do
anything, man.

Bullshit, was his reply.  Shelly Audettes the original Ice Princess.
The only man whos been in her pants is her gynecologist.

Oh, yeah?  Just look out the window, I told him.  He looked at me
suspiciously, and then stuck his head out the window.  (((Shelly, stick
your hand down your pants and masturbate.  Use your other hand to squeeze
your breasts.)))

Damn!  exclaimed John.  Andy, come over here.  This chicks flicking her
clit right in public in a convertible with the top down.  Shes not even
wearing any underwear!  Andy jumped up and stared out at Shelly
masturbating.  A few people were walking by, and they gave startled glances
at the young girl pleasuring herself.  One man even paused a few moments to
stare at her exposed pussy, and then moved on quickly.  Some wife was going
to get royally fucked later on that evening!

Well, what do you say, guys?  Can you help me out?

OK, but if this is another cock tease then Im going to rip your head off
and put it on the flagpole tomorrow at school, Carl reluctantly agreed.
His threat didnt really bother me because I had planned to spend the next
day at the pool anyway.

(((Shelly, you can stop masturbating now.))) I Persuaded.  (((Meet us at
the door to Taras garage.))).  I led the boys down the stairs and out to
where Shelly was waiting for us.  John, Andy, you know Shelly Audette,
dont you?  They nodded.  (((Shelly, you will do anything these boys ask
you to do tonight.  You will swallow their cum whenever they cum in your
mouth.  You will let them fuck your asshole as long and as many times as
they want.  The only thing you dont have to do is let them take your
virginity.  Thats for you to decide.)))  She nodded, eyes glazed.

Shelly, I know you wanted to fool around tonight, but I cant.  But John
and Andy have volunteered to take real good care of you.  Is that OK?

Sure.  Ill do anything they ask me to do tonight.  Ill swallow their cum
when they cum in my mouth.  Ill let them fuck my asshole as long and as
many times as they want.  I dont want them to take my virginity, though.
If thats OK with them.

The guys looked at me and nodded amazed.  Great!  Then its settled.
Theres a rollaway bed up in the rafters that you can use.  Just make sure
that when youre done fucking her asshole you come inside and wash your
cock off before asking her to suck it.  Its not nice to make her suck a
shitty cock.  And dont fuck her pussy- you heard her.  She wants to stay a
virgin, even if she is a slut.  She loves the taste of cum, guys.  Give her
as much as you can.

They almost flew into the garage and nearly came to blows arguing over who
would get the bed out of the rafters.  Shelly followed them in and waited
patiently.  Tara and Kelly and I left them to have fun, and we went up to
Taras room to play a board game.  I looked in on them every once in a
while.  They had decided to take turns, one in her asshole, one in her
mouth.  Whoever had her ass would pump until her was almost ready to cum,
and then rush into the house to wash his cock off.  When he was clean, he
ran back and filled her mouth with his hot cum while his partner took his
place in her widely stretched sphincter.  Then Shelly sucked his cock
softly while he waited for his partner to get ready to cum.

SOORY! I yelled after landing on Taras game piece and sending her back
to the beginning.  It was nearly midnight, and I hadnt heard any activity
from the garage in quite a while.  I had driven Kelly home two hours ago.
Do you suppose we should check on them again? I asked.

It IS getting late, Tara mused.  I think youve let them abuse poor
Shellys asshole long enough.  Serves her right, though!  If she wasnt
such a vindictive prissy gossip, Id still be on the gymnastics team.

Well, it just means we have more time to spend with each other.  I kissed
her.

Yeah, Ive been meaning to ask you about that.  Who were you cheating on
me with before?

I looked at her shocked.  Er, um.  Well, you were in class and I was in
class, and well,

Can it, Carl,  Tara accused.  I saw the cum on Lisa Alvarezs chin when
she walked out of drama class.  I also saw the satisfied look on your face.
Listen, just because I share you with Kelly doesnt mean Im willing to
share you with every girl in the world.  Theres VD to worry about, and
besides I really want you all to myself!

But I just learned to use my power of Persuasion to get my cock sucked!
It isnt fair- do you know how many girls I could get to give me blowjobs
this year?  If I cum ten times a day for a whole year, thats three
thousand six hundred and fifty girls!  I could set a record.

Carl, there arent that many good-looking girls in our county, much less
our little junior high school.  Youd have to spend all day scouting for
blowjob material.  Im telling you, itll never happen.  I love sucking
your cock, and you dont even have to use Persuasion to get me to do it!
Weve fallen asleep with your cock up my asshole and woken up the next
morning still joined together.  Is some girl you Persuade to let you
buttfuck her going to make you as happy as you were that day?

As I went down to get the boys and Shelly out of the garage, cleaned up and
driven home, I thought what Tara had said.  She was right.  I loved her.
Her wild red hair and her hot slender body.  Even when Lisa Alvarez was
sucking my cock I had been thinking about Tara using my cum as an icecream
topping.  I couldnt let her get away, and I couldnt have sex with other
girls AND keep Tara.  Unless I used Persuasion on her, and then the love
would just be an illusion.

On the other hand, I had finally found a use for Persuasion that was fun
and didnt really hurt anybody.  (Shelly was the exception to the last, but
she deserved it for what she did to Tara.)  Although I doubt I could find
3,650 girls to suck my cock or even service them if I could, I wasnt too
happy about the concept of monogamy.  Even just now on my way to drop of
John Reynolds, I passed the College of Holy Mary, a Catholic university.
The thought of spraying my cum down the throats of an entire dorms worth
of Catholic girls nearly made me cream my pants while driving!  Could Tara
be worth giving up something that big?

The biggest concern was that things were getting too serious too fast.
Tara and I had almost had vaginal intercourse at least twelve times.  She
desperately wanted me inside her, and I could think of no girl that Id
rather lose my virginity to.  Tara buttfucked like a banshee, but she
wanted to save her maidenhead for marriage.  Did she think this
relationship was headed toward marriage?  I loved her, but I didnt think I
could make that kind of a commitment.  Clearly some middle ground must be
reached between promiscuity and fidelity, freedom and commitment.

Before I dropped off Shelly, I Persuaded her to forget the previous days
events.  I also added a command making treat every boy who took her on a
date very nice (i.e. suck his cock and swallow his cum three times on the
first date and whenever he asked her to on subsequent dates, provided the
above acts could be carried out in suitable privacy.)  Tired, I returned to
Taras house.  It was late, and only a few houses on the block had any
lights on.  The whole world seemed quiet with only the chirrr, chirrr of
the crickets and the high-pitched whine of the sodium street lights to
break the silence.  The night had grown chilly, so I hurried up to her
steps.  I looked up to see Taras face in her window.  She used her breath
to fog up part of the pane and drew a heart with her finger.

Thats when I made my decision: I ran up the steps to her room and caught
her in my arms.  I love you! I laughed.  Marry me- I stopped, surprised
at my own words.  Dropping to one knee, I took her hand in mine.  I mean,
what I should have said is Tara Dawson I love you with my whole heart.
Will you marry me and be my wife?

Yes, you idiot!  Now get up off the floor and kiss me, was her answer.  I
held her close and let the strawberry scent of her red hair enfold me.

End of part one.


