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From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: AnnD: Mother & Son - (01/04) - mf - inc - repost
Date: 13 Jan 1996 17:56:10 -0500
Message-ID: <4d9daa$aa@pipe3.nyc.pipeline.com>

Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are both appreciated  
and encouraged.  Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond 
 by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. 
One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age 
 in your comments.  It gives me a better idea who my audience is.  
Thanks and enjoy the story. 
 
	 
	-MOTHER AND SON -  
                    -Part One-  
	     By Ann Douglas 
                 (AnnD@NYC.Pipeline.Com) 
 
 
	"This must be my lucky day."  Elizabeth 
Pastore said to herself as she drove down Rockland 
Blvd and neared her house. 
	A water main break had caused her office to 
close up at ten o'clock, giving her the rest of the day 
off.  It was such a hot summer day, she thought she 
would pick up her son Billy and head for the beach.  
It was rare that she got to spend the day with him.  
Usually on weekends everything was just too 
crowded to go anywhere.  And with Billy making 
the move from junior high to high school, she knew 
that his weekends would soon also be filled with 
teenage activities. 
	Pulling into the driveway, she noted with 
satisfaction that Billy's bike was up against the 
garage - he was home.  There was a second bike 
there, one she didn't recognize.  Must belong to 
some friend from the Youth Center. 
	Entering the house through the side door, 
she was just about to call out that she was home 
when she heard sounds from the living room.  She 
listened for a few seconds, then carefully moved to 
the edge of the doorway to take a look.  She had 
heard similar sounds too many times not to be pretty 
sure of their source. 
	From her vantage point, she could see the 
back of Billy's head as she sat on the sofa.  She 
could tell he was breathing hard, speaking in a low  
voice. 
 
 
	"Oh God......"  Billy panted.  "It feels so 
good.  You suck cock so good." 
	Both a smile and a tinge of embarrassment 
covered Elizabeth's face as her original assumption 
proved true.  Her sixteen year old son was getting a 
blow job. 
	"I wonder who it is?"  Liz said to herself as 
her curiosity overcame her embarrassment.  "Could 
it be Cindy Kelly, or maybe Donna Griffith?"  Two 
girls Billy had been dating over the summer. 
	The thought of interrupting them never 
entered her mind.  She'd already had a long talk with 
Billy about the facts of life.  She knew that when the 
time came, there wasn't anything she could do the 
prevent her son from becoming sexually active.  No 
more than her parents could've stopped her.  All she 
could do was make sure he knew enough of the 
facts to make the right decisions. 
	As she backed into the hallway, it occurred 
to her that if she doubled back through the kitchen, 
she would be able to see the couch from the side.  
Her curiosity about the girl's identity got the better 
of her and she quickly made for the kitchen. 
	When Elizabeth reached the kitchen entrance 
to the living room, she paused before looking in.  
She felt all flushed and strangely sexually excited.  
The thought of watching her son get blown was 
really turning her on.  Not that the fact that Billy had 
developed into a  handsome young man had escaped 
her notice.   True,  he was a little skinny, but now 
that he had reached his full height he had already 
started to fill out.  Plenty of physical activity made 
sure that the added pounds came in as muscle.	 
	"Jan....I'm gonna cum....."  Billy called out. 
	"Jan.....Jan who?"  Elizabeth though as she 
peeked around the edge of the doorway. 
	The earlier redness in her face suddenly 
turned to pure white as she looked at the two lovers. 
The lips wrapped tightly around her son's cock,  
belonged to an unknown brown haired boy. 
	In shock, she watched the boy Billy had 
called Jan swallow her son's hard cock.  The rapid 
rate of Billy's breathing told her  he was about to 
explode.  Unable to utter a sound,  she stood there 
transfixed as a torrid of white boycum erupted onto 
Jan's face.  With a hungry intensity, he again 
engulfed Billy's cock and swallowed as much of the 
precious white fluid as he could.  Through it all, Liz 
could hear her son's soft moans.   
	Finally taking a small measure of control, she 
retreated into the safety of the kitchen.  Her own 
breathing was as rapid as Billy's had been moments 
before.  Standing flat against the wall, she listened to 
the exchange between the two boys. 
	"See, I told you that you'd like it."  Jan said 
as he used a towel to wipe the last of Billy's cum off 
his face. 
	"Yeh, that was a lot better than jerking off," 
Billy answered.   "Even better than when you jerked 
me off." 
	"Think you're ready to try sucking my 
cock?"  Jan asked as he stroked Billy's now limp 
dick.  "It's only fair you know."   
	"I know  Jan, but I think I just need a little 
more time.  I haven't had all the experience at this 
that you've had.  I mean,  I thought that all we were 
going to do was jerk off again like the last time." 
	"Hey, its ok, I can wait.  It's not like I'm one 
of those cock-teasing girls that gets you all hot and 
bothered and then sends you home with a case of 
blue-balls." 
	"I guess not."  Billy replied.  "None of them 
even wanted to jerk me off unless I bought them 
something first." 
	"Exactly.  You know, working for Mr. 
Wilson down at the hardware store last year was the 
best thing I ever did.  He showed me that guys don't 
need a girl to have fun.  You don't even need a girl if 
you want to get laid." 
	"You mean......" 
	"That's right.  All you have to do is make 
sure that it's lubricated real good and he say's its 
better than pussy." 
	"You let him put his cock in your ass?" 
	"Yeh,  it hurt a lot at first, but after a while it 
felt kind of nice.  And I came real good too." 
	"Did you put your cock into his ass?"  Billy 
asked in amazement.   
	"No, he said that he had some sort of 
problem back there and couldn't do it.  But he 
always sucked me off real good." 
	"Maybe next time I'll be able to suck you, I 
need to think about it a little more.  Is it ok if I just 
jerk you off?  I don't want to loose you as a friend." 
	"Sure pal, whatever you're comfortable 
with."  Jan said with a smile as his placed his hard 
dick in Billy's hand. 
 
	Tracing back her steps out into the driveway, 
Elizabeth found herself asking a hundred questions 
at once.  How long had this been going on?  Who 
was this boy, Jan?  Was her son gay? 
	She eased the car out of the driveway and 
headed back down the boulevard.  She wasn't sure 
where she was going or who she could talk to.  
After about fifteen minutes, Liz found herself by the 
edge of Larsen's Park.  Leaving the car in the 
parking lot she took a long walk around the lake. 
	It couldn't have been going on too long, she 
thought. Not if they'd only been jerking off together.  
She read that boys sometimes jerk off with a friend, 
but it usually never went any further.  Her own sister 
in fact had taught her to masturbate when they were 
teens. 
	Who this boy Jan was didn't seem that 
important right now.  Still she made a mental note to 
look into the claim he had made about Mr. Wilson 
down at the hardware store.  If he was really 
buggering young boys, something should be done 
about that. 
	Was Billy gay?  That was a hard question.  If 
he was, there was nothing she could do but accept 
it.  Elizabeth was educated enough to know that you 
didn't turn gay, it was something that you were born.  
Billy filled all the classic stereotypes.  A quiet boy, 
with a divorced father who was never around more 
than 4 or 5 times a year.  He'd always been a little 
awkward around girls, could that be the reason?  
But those were after all just stereotypes.  You 
couldn't tell by just that.  Look at Betty Kowolski 
back in High School - All American Girl.  
Cheerleader, Student Leader, always dating the most 
popular guy in school.  She went on to become a 
member of the city council and then a 
congresswoman. 
  Who'd have ever thought she would stand up in 
front of the world and announce that she was a 
lesbian. 
	No, she didn't think Billy was gay - she just 
thought he was horny.  When you're just 16 and 
don't really have a lot of friends, maybe its not so 
important that the mouth around your cock doesn't  
belong to a girl.  
	Then she remembered something one of her 
girlfriends in college had once told her during an al 
night study session.  Kandie said that when she was 
about 16, she'd had a short lived relationship with 
one of her female cousins.  The relationship died a 
quick death the first time Kandie had been with a 
guy about a year later.  Maybe that's it, maybe Billy 
just has to be with a girl to have something to 
compare it against.  Then again, if this relationship 
went on for too long without something to balance it 
against, Billy might have no desire to try something 
else.  From her own married experience, Liz knew 
that when your sex life was going  great, it was easy 
to be blind to many problems. 
	"I never though I'd be having thoughts like 
this."  Elizabeth said to herself.  "Here I am, a 39 
year old Mother trying to figure out a way to get her 
son laid." 
	With a laugh she headed back to the car and 
again headed home. 
 
	Billy was alone in the kitchen as she walked 
in.  Only one bike was outside so it was obvious Jan 
had left.   
	"You're home early,"  Billy said.  "It's not 
even three o'clock." 
	Liz quickly told him about the water main 
break.  Changing the timing so that it put her at 
work while he was getting sucked off by his friend, 
Jan. 
	"And what have you been up to today?"  Liz 
asked. 
	"Not much, just hanging out." 
	"I see. Any plans for tonight?  Its Friday 
after all?" 
	"Wasn't really planning anything, thought I'd 
just stay home and watch some videos."  Billy 
answered. 
	"Why don't you invite Cindy or Donna over, 
I could make you some snacks to go with the 
movies and then make myself scarce." 
	"I really kinda lost interest in them, Mom.  
They really weren't that interested in me anyhow." 
	"I see." 
	"Well I guess than it's just you and me, kid." 
 
 
 
                                           Ann Douglas 
 
 
 
 
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Ann Douglas

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From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: AnnD: Mother & Son - (02/04) - mf - inc - repost
Date: 13 Jan 1996 17:56:28 -0500
Message-ID: <4d9das$bi@pipe3.nyc.pipeline.com>

Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are both appreciated  
and encouraged.  Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond 
 by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. 
One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age 
 in your comments.  It gives me a better idea who my audience is.  
Thanks and enjoy the story. 
 
	 
	-MOTHER AND SON -  
                    -Part Two-  
	     By Ann Douglas 
                 (AnnD@NYC.Pipeline.Com) 
 
 
	"So much for Plan A."  Elizabeth thought as 
she finished putting away the groceries she had 
brought home. " Even if I could get one of those 
girls over here, there was no guarantee that anything 
would happen.   I mean, I couldn't just ask one of 
them to fuck Billy.  If anything another frigid date 
might just drive him further into Jan's "you don't 
need a girl" philosophy." 
	She continued to toss ideas in her mind as 
she headed up the stairs and into her bedroom.  A 
shower was definitely in order. 
	"I could hire a prostitute,"  Liz thought as 
she tossed her dress onto the bed.  "But that would 
also fit into Jan's "you have to pay a girl for sex" 
theory." 
	The warm water of the shower felt good.  As 
she soaped up her body, Elizabeth felt frustrated.  If 
only her old friend, Lisa still lived next store. Lisa 
Sweeney always had a thing for young boys. A few 
times  she even fucked delivery boys or students she 
tutored in math. 
	At times, Liz envied Lisa's encounter's, 
wondering what it would be like to initiate a young 
man into sex.  All she would've had to do was ask, 
and Lisa would've had Billy in her bed before you 
could say cock robin. But Lisa moved away last 
year, now she was seducing her way through the 
Kensington High Schools a thousand miles away. 
	Absentmindedly, Elizabeth began to 
masturbate as she thought of Lisa and all those 
young hard bodies.  If only I could be more like 
Lisa, I could take care of this problem myself. 
	A sudden tremor shook Liz's body as she 
repeated the thought out loud. 
	"I could take care of the problem myself?"  
She repeated in shock and amazement.  "Where in 
the world did an idea like that come from?" 
	 
 
	Stepping out of the shower and back into the 
bedroom, Elizabeth dried herself in front of the full 
length mirror.  Try as she may, that haunting 
thought wouldn't go away.  Deep down she knew 
where it had come from.  The image of her naked 
son and his hard cock  on the sofa this morning was 
still  vivid in her mind.  The excitement of listening 
to him getting sucked off had caused her to imagine 
what it would be like to have been the one bringing 
him pleasure.  The wetness it had stirred between 
her legs had quickly been tossed aside when she had 
seen Jan. 
	Looking at her naked body in the mirror, Liz 
honestly couldn't say she wasn't happy with what she 
saw.  Her short red hair was still without a touch of 
gray.  Nature had caused her breasts to sag a little 
but they were still in great shape.  There was a little 
fat here and there, but over all she was still desirable.  
Men still looked at her and when she wanted it, men 
were still available for her needs. 
	"What am I thinking?"  She chided herself.  
"The very idea is preposterous." 
	Her debate with herself was interrupted by 
the ringing of the telephone. 
	"I'll get it..."  She heard Billy yell from 
downstairs. 
	After a  few seconds, Billy called out it was 
for him. 
 
 
	Normally, Elizabeth would never think of 
listening in on her son's phone conversation, but 
today had been anything but normal.  Her bedroom 
phone had a speaker function that could let her listen 
in to the call while muting any sound from her 
receiver.  With only a moments hesitation, she hit 
the speaker button. 
	"...... have you been thinking about it, Billy?"  
She heard Jan say. 
	"Yeh, I've been thinking about it.  I'm still 
not sure." 
	"Ahh man, I did it for you."  Jan wined.  "I'm 
sitting here with a hard on just thinking about how 
nice it would feel to have my cock in your mouth." 
		"I guess  do owe you." 
	"Then you'll do it?" 
	"I guess so..."  Billy said quietly. 
	"Fantastic, can you come over tonight?" 
	"No, not tonight, I already told my Mom I 
was staying in." 
	"Tomorrow then, can you come over about 
11:00?"	 
	"Yeh, ok." 
	"Great, I can hardly wait.  See you 
tomorrow then."  
	"Yeh, tomorrow...." 
	 
	As the connection broke, Elizabeth made up 
her mind.  She would do it.  First she had a few 
things to do. 
 
	Elizabeth told Billy she had to run a few 
errands and would be back by six.  A quick trip to a 
video store out of town got her a XXX video.  She 
couldn't bring herself to rent one from a local store.  
As it was two men in the store's adult section kept 
staring at her tits.  Thankfully it was a woman 
behind the counter when she paid for the rental and 
left a cash deposit since she had no membership at 
this store.  The woman gave her a wide smile as she 
read the video title before putting into the unmarked 
black box.     
	"Enjoy it."  She had said, licking her lips. 
	Next she stopped at the Victoria's Secret at 
the Mall.  Here at least she had to deal with only 
women as she looked for the sexiest lingerie she 
could find.  One of the saleswoman helped her select 
a satin green bra and panty set.  After mentioning 
that she needed the outfit for tonight, the 
saleswoman insisted that she try it on in the back 
room. 
	"Normally, its against policy," She said.  
"But I can tell tonight means a great deal to you, and 
I wouldn't want you to be disappointed in what the 
outfit looks like when you get home." 
	Putting the outfit on, Liz noted that the bra 
pushed her breasts in such a way that she looked 
twenty years old again.  The panties, what there 
were of them, hardly covered her bright red bush.  
The look of dissatisfaction on the saleswomen was 
evident. 
	"That's not going to do at all,"  She said as 
she brushed her fingernail across the hair that 
protruded from beneath the soft material.  "We'll 
have to do something about that." 
	Saying she'd be right back, the girl left 
Elizabeth standing half naked in the back room.  In a 
moment she was back with a small toiletry bag.  
From within it she produced a small pair of hair 
clippers and proceeded to trim the hair around Liz's 
cunt.  By the time she was finished, all that remained 
was a fine layer of red. 
	"I can shave it you want, some guys really 
like that."  The saleswoman said with a smile. 
	"Maybe another time..."  Elizabeth replied,  
"I really have to go." 
	"Ok, have fun,"  She said as she placed the 
outfit back in the box and rang up the sale.  "Must 
be a real special guy." 
	Elizabeth could only answer with a smile. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
                                           Ann Douglas 
 
 
 
 
-- 
 
Ann Douglas

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From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: AnnD: Mother & Son - (03/04) - mf - inc- repost
Date: 13 Jan 1996 17:56:44 -0500
Message-ID: <4d9dbc$c0@pipe3.nyc.pipeline.com>

Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are both appreciated  
and encouraged.  Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond 
 by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. 
One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age 
 in your comments.  It gives me a better idea who my audience is.  
Thanks and enjoy the story. 
 
	 
	-MOTHER AND SON -  
                    -Part Three-  
	     By Ann Douglas 
                 (AnnD@NYC.Pipeline.Com) 
 
 
	At ten to six, she pulled back into the 
driveway.  She called out to Billy who was down in 
the basement working on his bike.  Quickly locating 
the video Billy had brought home this afternoon, she 
switched it with the one she had just rented.  Billy's 
video was still in the bag so she was sure he hadn't 
checked on the title. 
	Next she dialed the operator and said that 
she was having problems with her phone and would 
they please call her right back as to test her phone.  
When the phone rang a few moments later, she was 
quick to call out that she had it. 
	After thanking the operator for her help and 
saying that the problem must've corrected itself, 
Elizabeth called Billy up from the basement. 
	"Bad news I'm afraid."  She said, trying to 
put on a disappointed face.  "That was Mr. 
Carrington. Since we had to cancel that meeting 
with the people from Johnson Foods this morning, 
they decided that want to have a late working 
dinner, so they can discuss our plans for their new 
ad campaign.  So I'm afraid it just you and the movie 
tonight." 
	"That's ok, Mom."  Billy said 
sympathetically.  "Maybe I'll forget the video and go 
over to a friends house." 
	"No can do, sport."  Liz said, having 
considered the possibility.  "I'm expecting an 
important call from your Aunt Cynthia.  She on the 
road this week so there's no way for me to track her 
down.  If she calls I want you to get her number and 
beep me." 
	"Ok, I guess what I had to do can wait to 
tomorrow." 
	"That's a good boy,"  Elizabeth smiled as she 
kissed him on the cheek, satisfied that she'd covered 
all the options. 
	Then she excused herself and headed upstairs 
to get ready for her "business dinner." 
 
 
	Forty minutes later, Elizabeth reappeared in 
the living room. She walked in front of Billy in the 
couch and stood between him and the television.  
Then she struck a suggestive pose. 
	"How do I look, big boy?"  She said half 
comically. 
	"Wow!"  Billy exclaimed.  "Mom, you look 
hot....I mean...."	 
	"That's ok, I know what you mean, and I'll 
take it as a compliment. It's been a long time since 
I've really dressed up. 
	Elizabeth was wearing a very low cut dress 
that gave Billy an ample view of her breasts.  She 
gave him plenty of time to let it all sink in, pleased 
that his sight never left her bosom.   
	"Not bad for an old lady, huh?" 
	"Not bad for any lady,"  Billy answered, 
forgetting for the moment that this was his Mom he 
was ogling.  "You'll have those guys buying ice in 
December." 
	"Don't stay up too late, sweetheart."  She 
said as she tossed a wrap around her shoulders and 
headed for the door.  "Oh and enjoy your movie." 
	 
 
	Once she pulled the car onto the street, she 
drove exactly two blocks.  Then she parked it, and 
walked back to the house.  Letting herself in the 
back way, she sat down in the laundry room and 
waited.  If Billy followed his normal routine, he 
would start running the video as soon as 
Entertainment Tonight was over -  in about fifteen 
minutes.  Elizabeth found herself both nervous and 
flush with excitement. 
 
	True to form, Billy hit the play button at 
08:01.  By 08:02 it was obvious that he was 
definitely not watching Sister Act 2.  Not unless 
Woopie Goldberg was now making Porno Films. 
The video store must've mixed up the films.   Billy 
had only see one other adult film, the time Stevie 
Esposito's father had forgotten to lock out the 
Playboy channel on the cable box the night before.  
That was G rated compared to this.   
	Hearing the movie come on, Elizabeth 
moved from the laundry to the kitchen, then around 
through the long hall until she was at the same spot 
she had first spotted him and Jan this morning. 
	He was already almost fifteen minutes into 
the movie and showed no lack of interest in the 
subject matter.  If anything it had his undivided 
attention.  Looking closely at the movement of his 
right shoulder, Liz realized he was jerking off to the 
film.  Definitely a step in the right direction. 
	With a deep breath, she walked into the 
room. 
 
	 
	She stood behind him for a few minutes, 
admiring his young body as he played with his hard 
cock.  She felt the familiar tingling between her legs, 
made more intense by the thought that this was her 
won son. 
 
	"That looks like fun, doesn't it?" 
 
	"Oh shit!......Mom!"  Billy cried out as he 
dropped his cock and spun around at the sound of 
her voice. 
	It took a few seconds for him to recover 
from the shock of her presence, then he stammered 
out. 
	"The video store made some kind of 
mistake.....they had the wrong film in the box." 
	"I'm sure they did, still it looks like a very 
interesting movie, don't you think?"  She said as she 
walked around the sofa and sat down beside him. 
	Remembering that he was half naked, Billy 
reached down to pull up his pants. 
	"No, don't...." Liz said softly as she stopped 
his reaching hand with her own. 
	"There's nothing to be ashamed about..."  
She said as she moved her fingers from his hand and 
placed them directly on his cock.  
	"Oh shit!" Billy exclaimed as his cock jerked 
involuntary at her touch. 
	"Feels nice doesn't it?" She asked. 
	"Ye......Yes..."  Billy replied, unable to deny 
how good it felt to have his Mother stroke his cock. 
	"Do you want me to stop?"  She asked. "I 
will if you want?" 
	"No, please don't stop..."  Billy said, almost 
too softly to hear. 
	Elizabeth didn't say anything for the next few 
minutes. She just continued to stroke his swelling 
cock, tracing along his veins with her nails and 
cupping his balls with her other hand. 
	"I saw you with Jan this morning..."  She 
said, continuing to play with his dick.  "I saw him 
suck your cock and I know he wants you to suck 
his." 
	Billy started to say something but she put 
two fingers across his lips, indicating that she just 
wanted him to listen. 
	"I'm trying not to be judgmental about this."  
She continued. "I want you to do what ever it may 
be that makes you happy.  I've always tried to make 
sure that you had the knowledge you needed to 
make intelligent decisions.  Right now I think you're 
making one without fully understanding the options 
available to you." 
	She paused a moment to make sure he was 
understanding what she was saying. 
	"If you want, I'm going to show you exactly 
what its like to be with a woman.  I want you to 
forget that I'm your Mother and just think of me as a 
woman who desires you very much.  Do you 
understand that?" 
	Billy nodded his head yes. 
	"Do you want me to go on?" 
	Billy again nodded his head yes. 
	With a wide smile on her face and a burning 
desire building between her legs, Elizabeth bent 
down and took his cock into her mouth. 
 
 
                                           Ann Douglas 
 
 
 
 
 
Ann Douglas

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From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: AnnD: Mother & Son - (04/04) - mf - inc - repost
Date: 13 Jan 1996 17:57:00 -0500
Message-ID: <4d9dbs$cl@pipe3.nyc.pipeline.com>

Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are both appreciated  
and encouraged.  Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond 
 by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. 
One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age 
 in your comments.  It gives me a better idea who my audience is.  
Thanks and enjoy the story. 
 
	 
	-MOTHER AND SON -  
                    -Part Four-  
	     By Ann Douglas 
                 (AnnD@NYC.Pipeline.Com) 
 
 
	-MOTHER AND SON -  
                    -Part Four-  
	     By Ann Douglas 
 
	Billy leaned back against the sofa and closed 
his eyes in bliss.  As nice as Jan's mouth had felt 
around his cock  this morning, it was nothing 
compared to this.  The wetness of his Mother's 
mouth seemed to engulf his entire being.  Her 
tongue seemed to be everywhere at once.  Licking 
up under the crown, tickling the sensitive area 
beneath his balls,  massaging the sides of his cock as 
she took him all the way into her throat. 
	"Oh Mom...."  He moaned. 
	Hearing him call her name reminded Liz that 
this was her son's cock in her mouth.  She increased 
her rhyme, causing a more powerful reaction from 
Billy's cock.  She could taste the saltiness of his cum 
as it 
leaked from his hole.  The same saltiness that Jan 
had tasted this morning.  Now it belonged to her. 
	She gripped the base of his cock and pressed 
her fingers tight against the urethra, preventing him 
from cumming.  She could feel the pressure against 
her fingers, she knew how badly he wanted to cum. 
	"I have to cum so bad......."  He pleaded.  
"Please Mom,  I want to cum." 
	Elizabeth continued to suck and stroke him 
for another ten seconds.  Then she released the 
pressure around the base of his dick, sending a 
stream of hot boycum gushing into her mouth. 
	She intentionally slurped the white cream, 
letting it splash across her face.  It dripped from her 
lips and down her chin.  She reached out with her 
tongue and licked it from her lips.  It was the best 
she had ever tasted.  Then again how could it not be, 
it had come after all from the fruit of her loins. 
	Her face still smeared with his cum, 
Elizabeth moved up to his face and pulled him to 
her. She kissed him, softly at first, allowing him to 
taste his cum on her lips.  Her tongue then found it's 
way within his mouth, again bringing the strong 
taste of boycum into his mouth.  No matter what 
tomorrow brought, it was his Mother/Lover who 
had given him his first taste of boycum. 
	Billy continued to kiss his Mother and licked 
her face clean.  Already he could feel a movement in 
his cock, it wouldn't be too long before he would 
grow hard again.  He didn't care if what he was 
doing was right or wrong, he only knew that he 
didn't want it to stop. 
	Not that stopping was anywhere on 
Elizabeth's agenda.  She broke her son's embrace 
and stood up.  She reached behind her and undid the 
dress laces around her neck.  Once undone, the top 
of the dress fell free, exposing her swollen breasts, 
held only in place by the satin green bra she had 
purchased earlier. 
	"I noticed you admiring these earlier..."  She 
said as she massaged the globes with her hands.  "I 
thought you'd like a better look." 
	"Oh yes..."  Billy said as he reached up and 
pressed  his hands against the soft flesh.  His fingers 
slid beneath the thin green material and brushed 
against Liz's hard nipples. 
	Now Elizabeth moaned softly as Billy played 
with her nipples.  He pulled her breasts down to face 
level and buried his face in her cleavage.  His tongue 
licked every inch of exposed breast, planting kisses 
on each mound again and again. 
	Billy's fingers followed the soft material 
cupping her breasts and soon undid the hooks that  
held it together.   As the material fell free, he was 
rewarded with his first unrestricted look at his 
Mother's breasts....a sight he had dreamed about 
many a night. 
	He reached up and cupped one breasts, 
guiding the nipple into his mouth. 
	"Softly......."  Liz whispered as she helped 
place the nipple in his mouth.  As his lips closed on 
it, she felt the same sexual excitement she had felt 
sixteen years before when she had first breast fed 
him. 
	She felt his teeth grate against her nipple a 
few times but made no attempt to correct him.  That 
would come in the future. Right now it was enough 
that he was enjoying himself. 
	After he had suckled at her second breast for 
a while, she brought her mouth to his own breasts.  
She traced the outline of his aureole with her 
tongue, then took his small nipples into her mouth.  
Demonstrating that a man could also feel many of 
the same pleasures a woman felt. 
	Billy was amazed at how good it felt, he had 
never considered his boy breasts as sexual parts of 
his body.  As Elizabeth continued to tongue his 
nipples, she pressed his hardening cock against her 
pantied covered mound, slowing dry humping 
against it.  In no time at all her panties were moist 
with her own juices. 
	"Are you ready to see my cunt?"  She 
whispered in his ear, taking secret delight in her use 
of such language.  
	"Yes, please show it to me." 
	Elizabeth leaned back on the edge of the sofa 
and spread her legs wide.  She reached down and 
undid the two side strings that held the panty 
together.  Then with a flourish, she pulled the green 
cloth away, revealing her mound of delight in all its 
fiery red splendor. 
	Billy's eyes widened in wonder as he looked 
down on his first real pussy.  A pussy he was sure he 
would not only get to touch, but would soon be 
inside of.  He never considered the thought that this 
would be his second journey into this particular 
tunnel of love - the first having been in the opposite 
direction. 
	Watching Billy's eyes, Elizabeth was glad she 
hadn't let the saleswoman shave her pussy.  Perhaps 
another day, but the small framing mound of flaming 
red hair suited her perfectly right now. 
	"I want you to kiss it."  Liz said.  "I want 
you to lick my pussy and taste how sweet the juices 
can be." 
	Needing no further prompting, Billy dove 
right in. Clumsily at first, he simply tried to take the 
whole thing in his mouth like he had Elizabeth's 
nipples.  Then he settled down and began to lick up 
and down, using his hand to expose more of the pink 
softness within. 
	From biology class he knew what the clitoris 
was, although he was sure he was the first guy in his 
class to actually have the chance to see one close up.  
He reached out to it with his tongue and was 
rewarded with another series of soft moans from his 
Mother.  The taste of girlcum filled his mouth, so 
different from his own  - but surprisingly nice.  So 
much for all the fish jokes he had been told.   
	Elizabeth's cunt grew wetter with each 
passing minute.  She guided Billy's fingers into her 
pussy and quickly showed him how to finger-fuck a 
woman.  Between his tongue and fingers, she was as 
wet as she could be.  Her body cried out for his hard 
boycock. 
	"Billy, I want you inside me...." She said,  "I 
want to be your first woman." 
	Billy smiled as he took a hold of his cock and 
straddled his Mother.  He placed it at the entrance of 
her hole and gently slid it in.  She was so lubricated 
that he quickly filled her until his balls slapped 
against her ass.  He reached down and took a hold 
of each of her legs as he had seen them do in the 
movie, then began to fuck her as hard as he could. 
	"Oh God Yes!"  Elizabeth cried out as she 
felt her son's cock fill her.  It felt so good.  She 
reached behind him and grabbed his ass.  Taking a 
firm grip, she added her own strength to his thrusts, 
taking him deeper inside her. 
	With every once of energy he could muster, 
Billy thrusted his cock into his Mother again and 
again. 
The walls of her pussy felt so good as they wrapped 
around his cock.  Jan had to have been wrong, 
nothing could feel as good as this.   
	Sweat covered both their bodies as they 
thrashed back and forth atop the couch.  A few feet 
away the porno movie continued unwatched, but 
matched in intensity by the two oblivious viewers. 
	Finally, Elizabeth felt Billy's body began to 
tense, signaling an imminent explosion within him.  
She grabbed him as hard as she could and pulled him 
as far within her as possible.  Years of experience 
allowed her to hold off her own climax, she wanted  
them to reach simultaneous bliss.  As soon as she 
felt the shudder of his body she relaxed and let it 
trigger the volcanic waves within her own body.  
Her pussy exploded as she felt the burst of her own 
son's cum fill her body, electrical charges radiated 
outward until they filled the core of her being.  She 
smothered his face against her breasts, allowing his 
to taste the sweat that covered her body.  Then as 
the tremors subsided within, she pulled his head up 
and kissed him.  Not the kiss of a Mother, but that 
of a Lover. 
 
 
	They laid there together and fell asleep naked 
in each others arms.  In the morning they took turns 
showering and quickly dressed.  Over breakfast they 
discussed the night before.   
	It was quickly agreed that what happened 
last night would never be repeated.  It was now up 
to Billy to make his own decision about him and Jan.  
If he wanted to go and meet Jan, even if he wanted 
to experiment with him a little more it was his 
decision. At least now he had something to measure 
it against.   
	"I'm not going to ask you what you decided, 
Billy."  Elizabeth said as she drank her coffee.  "But 
no matter what it is, I want you to know that I'll 
always  love you and support you in whatever you 
do with your life." 
	"Thanks Mom, "  Billy said as he kissed her 
on the cheek, the kiss of a son to his Mother.  "But I 
want to tell you what I decided." 
	Elizabeth slowly put down her coffee mug 
and gave her son her undivided attention. 
	"I'm not going to have sex with Jan anymore.  
I realize now that it would just be another form of 
masturbation.  It might feel good, but without the 
emotional feelings that should go with it, it would 
feel empty in the end." 
	Elizabeth smiled, her son was well on the 
way to becoming a man in more ways than she had 
thought. 
	"I think I'll give Cindy a call, see if she'd like 
to go to the park today."  Billy said as he reached 
for the phone. 
	"Billy.....:  Elizabeth said in her strongest 
Mother voice.  "You can't expect what happened 
between me and you last night to happen between 
you and any of the girls you might date  -  at least 
not for a very long time." 
	"I know, Mom,"  Billy said smiling.  "But at 
least I know what the prize is at the end of the 
game.  It makes it worth playing." 
	 
	It was all so simple to him now, a new 
confidence filled him as he spend the next ten 
minutes on the phone with Cindy.   
	"How do you like that? She said she was 
hoping I'd give her a call. Said she acted kinda 
stupid the last time we went out and wants to start 
over if its ok with me?" 
	"What did you tell her?" 
	"I told her that as far as I was concerned, we 
were both starting from square one." 
	 
	"That's good to hear, but as long as you've 
got the phone, don't you think you should give Jan a 
call.  You should at least tell him you're not coming 
over. 
	"You're right,"  Billy said as he picked up the 
phone again. "I owe him that much." 
	"Have you given any thought to what your 
going to tell him?"  Elizabeth asked  curiously. 
	"Actually I have, I was kind of hoping that I 
could invite him over this afternoon and you could 
give him the same object lesson that you gave 
me....." 
	"Billy!!!!!"   Elizabeth cried out in mock 
anger. "How could you even suggest such a thing?" 
	"Well if you don't think its a good idea..." 
	"Of course not, this afternoon is definitely no 
good.  Tell him to come by around 07:30." 
	Mother and Son then both burst into 
laughter. 
 
 
END 
 
 
                                           Ann Douglas 
 
 
 
 
Ann Douglas

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From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL PART ONE OF SEVEN
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:26:34 GMT
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YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL, 1/7,  M/fff

	Todd stood, his muscular posture erect in the white, terry-cloth
robe
that draped over his solid frame. He strode in large steps from his
dressing
ensemble over to a tier of electronic controls. The controls were inset
in a
panel at the head of a ottoman settee upon which he reclined. He picked
up a
remote control from an end table and pressed an audio feed and said,
"Hi you
guys, How's everything going in there?"
	In front of Todd, two persons' images were projected upon a
large, center
monitor that was flanked by smaller monitors. The figures started
slightly,
acknowledging that they heard his voice on the audio feed into their
quarters in another part of the compound.
	"Beautifully, darling, We're waiting for you. Are you coming
down? Annie
and I are having a bit of fun. Aren't we, honey," Cindy giggled.
	"Uh Huh" murmured a small feminine voice from the younger girl
reclined in
Cindy's lap.
	On the large monitor Todd gazed at the tableau; Cindy, his
"social
assistant," was partially submerged almost to her navel in a spacious,
marble hot tub. The girl leaning closely into Cindy was Annie, the
latest
girl to become one of  Models' Inc.'s young models.
	Models' Inc. was the name of one of the companies Todd
controlled, and
certainly the one that provided him with the most pleasant diversions
from
his other businesses.
	"Relax and enjoy yourselves and I'll be down in a while," Todd
instructed
the girls over the audio line.
	Todd manipulated the remote camera to zoom in on the two girls.
Cindy,17,
was brunette, her luxuriant hair tied up with wisps streaming into her
face
and down onto her large chest. Her orbulant breasts, nipples erect,
glowed
from the swimming light illuminating them from the water below. The
firm,
upthrust breasts were large, much too large, it would appear, to belong
on
such a slender, young girl.
	But Cindy's breasts were not what had seized Todd's attention.
One of her
sinuous arms draped over the shoulder of Annie, the exceptionally
beautiful,
much younger girl cuddling Cindy. They were comfortable ensconced on
the
top step of the hot tub. The younger girl's pouting lips were nuzzling
the
stiff nipples poking from Cindy's chest.

	Cindy came-on to Models' Inc. a couple of years ago and had
booked a lot
of work. But her bisexuality and penchant for debauchery had made her
perfect for the job of integrating newly recruited models into Todd's
lifestyle. She made the new girls feel comfortable and kept them in
line.
She had proven herself at making the new girls stick to strict work
schedules and made them available to Todd's needs. Although she still
enjoyed
a promiscuous lifestyle, she was able to juggle it even with her new
responsibilities.
	The girl Cindy embraced was exceptionally beautiful. Her silTed
blonde
hair was wet up to her neck and coiled down past her svelte waist to
swirl
in the water around her narrow, sweeping hips. Her arm was around
Cindy's
waist. One of her long, thin legs was casually pulled up next to her.
On the
shapely leg was a wet, mauve, silk stocking. Stockings worn in a hot
tub: a
product of Sherry's (another employee on Models' Inc. staff who dressed
the
girls to Todd's liking) postmodern fashion attitude.
	"Christ," Todd thought, "What a piece of work," Todd could almost
see the
band at the top of Annie's stocking before it disappeared into the
churning
water that covered her lower body. The girl's small, perfectly shaped,
breasts shown through the diaphanous, silk tank-top she wore, her
nipples
poking sharply outward. She turned toward Cindy, bent her graceful
neck,
and wrapped her pink lips around the nipple that was closest to her
mouth.
	"Fuuuuuck" Cindy droned as her head fell backwards in response to
the
suction. Cindy's hand was down the front of Annie's wet tank top
pinching
her left nipple. Cindy reached over with her other hand and ran it
along
the young girl's stockinged leg until it dipped below the water and
settled
between her legs. The younger girl sighed heavily, stuck out her
delicate
tongue and darted it over Cindy's stiff aureole before drawing her head
between the older girl's well-developed cleavage in embrace. As Cindy's
hand rubbed between Annie's legs, her little pink mouth turned up at
one
corner and her long curvaceous leg lifted in an effort to increase the
stimulation of Cindy's hand on her slit hidden under the water. Her
pleasure was evidenced by her stocking covered foot arching delicately.
	"Oh, yea, fufufg rub my clit! Oh yea. Rub it! Stick your fingers
in me.
Fuuck! I'm so horny. God that coke really did it for me." the young
girl
hissed in breathy gasps. Todd could see her buck her small hips in the
warm,
frothy water toward Cindy's probing fingers. Her suspended, pointy toes
bobbing to the rhythm.
	Todd was somewhat surprised at the course tone of the apparently
prepubescent girl's language. Although  she looked very permissive, she
was
so young that it caught him off guard. "They're doing everything
younger
every day," he thought to himself. Just last week he reluctantly met
with a
mother who wanted Todd's agency to represent her ten-year-old daughter.
The
girl's mother had dressed the girl up to look like a kiddy-slut,
complete
with stockings and miniskirt, and wanted Todd to fuck her. The mother
made it
known she was available too.
	Todd reactivated the audio into the girls' quarters. "Where's
Bob,
girls?" They were still in the hot tub.
	"I'm right here," came a young, masculine voice.
	Todd zoomed back the video image and a young man entered the
picture to
settle on the step on the other side of the tub. He was about
twenty-five
with a muscular build, long dark hair, a very large dangling penis that
was
partially erect. A deep glowing tan covered his entire nude body.
	"Cindy, do you want to introduce me to your new friend?" Todd
asked.
	"Her name's Annie," Cindy replied.
	"I hear you want to be a model. Is that right?" another little
giggle as
the young girl raised her hand to her beautiful red lips and nibbled
delicately on her fingernail.
	 "That's right, Mr. Hughner," she then replied.
	"Why don't you stand up and show Bob your butt." She looked at
Cindy,
smiled, and slowly stood up in the hot tub. Her stunning figure brought
a
shot of heat to Todd's genitals. Although most of her legs were still
submerged Todd got a view of her entire upper body. The stockings were
not
attached with garters and were somewhat drawn down by the water. Annie
with
a smile and a little giggle reached down to pull them up. As she did,
she
wiggled her narrow, prepubescent ass in a seesaw motion. When finished
she
straightened her torso, pushing out her small, but well-defined chest,
displaying her charms for Bob's (and  Todd's) delectation.
	"Jesus," Todd muttered. "She's a fucking doll." His eyes fed upon
her body,
where the hard nipples protruded neatly from the clinging tank-top that
was
cut just above her willowy midriff, to the tops of her wet stockings
where
they adhered to her long limbs with water dripping down. On her
well-structured, svelte ass clung a black thong that ran up the cleft
between her legs, covering about an inch of flesh at that juncture.
	The young girl exuded a titillating flirtatious persona, and yet,
was demur
in her demeanor. Although classic in her anglo looks, her uptilted eyes
hinted at a few drops of oriental blood. Her face said "innocent little
girl," but her eyes and licentious body said, "precocious, unchaste
slut."
	The girl then took a tentative half-step toward the center of the
tub where
Bob was standing, giggled shyly and raised her hand to her mouth in
self-consciousness. Bob closed the distance between them and placed his
large hands almost around the entire circumference of Annie's tiny
waist.
She brought her arms up and placed them on Bob's shoulders. He lowered
his head to place his lips on hers, wiggling his tongue up insider her
mouth. She reciprocated by cupping the back of Bob's neck with her
long,
svelte fingers, and pulling his lips hard against hers.
	Bob slid his hands up her torso, onto her short tank-top to
caress her
small breasts as they continued to French-kiss each other passionately.
Then
Todd could see Bob pinching the young girl's nipple as he reached
through
the arm-hole of her tank-top.
A light tapping on the door of his bedroom suite distracted Todd.
	"Come in," came his reply and he watched through the mirror as
Larry came
through the door and approached him from behind.
	"I think she's ready. Are you going to go pay her a visit?" Larry
asked..
	"Where did you get her?" Todd asked incredulously.
	"Bill sent her over. Her mother made arrangements for Annie to
have a
portfolio done, but when the girl showed at the shoot she was alone.
Her
mother's in L.A. with her new boyfriend for who knows how long. The
photographer gave her a couple of lines and did her on the set. She's
made a
few of the rounds but she tests out clean. Ted evaluated her and she
really
picks up quick. I think you can move right along with her . . . oh yea,
and
she apparently is very tight."
	Ted was the director of Model's Inc. and had the final say on who
was
admitted to the agency. Anyone admitted could be assured they would get
top
billing internationally.
	"Christ, Larry. How old is this one?" he implored.
	"Well, she's thirteen, but she photographs more like a fourteen
year-old. I
think she'll book very well. We've already bounced her photos off
Roberts,
and he loves her.
	As far as her family, I think it will work out OK. Her mom
basically signed
her off to us -- she's got a blow problem and we gave her some money.
Cindy
did a good job of selling Models' Inc. to her. Showed her some
portfolios
and talked up the girls we promote. She already knew we were "the best
modeling agency in the world" -- her words. And look at the girl,
obvious
thoroughbred looks and a well-developed personality for a thirteen year
old
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From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNF MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL - 2 OF 7
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:19:23 GMT
Message-ID: <4d9b5b$a4p@ixnews4.ix.netcom.com>

YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL, 2/7,  M/fff

	"Heather, wake up sweetheart," he intoned over his shoulder
toward a large
sunTed, sleeping area on the other side of the suite. There was no
answer.
He used the remote control to speak to Larry in his quarters.
	"Larry, would you get Heather up. She's slept enough. Have Sherry
clean her up
real quick too. And get her a couple of snorts if she wants them. Then
have
Sherry bring her in here."
	Back at the hot tub, Cindy appeared on the monitor with the
thirteen
year-old girl and the guy she was jacking-off. Cindy's large breasts
appeared first. They defied gravity they if suspended from her slender
torso
by some enigmatic architecture, yet they had a natural kilter with
uptilted
bright pink nipples, as if lipstick had been applied to them. They
glowed
with a thin sheen of perspiration and a knotted pearl necklace dangled
between them nearly to her slight waist.
	She also had a tattoo of a tongue about the size of a shotglass
that
extended from between the lightly freckled area between her breasts
over to
the tip of her right nipple. It almost looked out of place because her
beauty inferred high fashion model, a gaunt elegant presence; the
tattoo,
and the shaved	side of her head, added an element of the forbidden
-- good
girl gone bad, a beautiful slut. Her truly breathtaking buttocks were
diminutive, completely flawless and had a golden-tan glow. She was
wearing a
black bikini thong which showcased her dripping, tight and high
ass-cheeks
to full advantage, and circled up and around her impossibly thin waist.
She
would occasionally lift her long wispy hair from the side from which it
was
shaved and flip it dramatically to the other, showing off the tattoo
that
ran across the side of her head.
	Todd gave her complete run of the compound and despite her
penchant for
bringing her current sex partners around, she was generally quite
responsible.
	Cindy wiggled that succulent posterior in an extravagant fashion
as she
sidled up to the embracing couple standing in the churning water,
laughed,
and put her slim arms around them. She and Jim kissed and Annie soon
joined in. Their tongues fluttered together lightly, extending from
their
parted lips, and then they took turns kissing full-mouthed. She and
Annie's
breasts rubbed together through Annie's moist tank- top while Jim ran
his
hand down Cindy's sleek back and into the cleft between her curvy
buttocks
which led down between her thin, supple legs.
	"God, you guys look like you're having a good time. Does she turn
you on?
Do you want to stick it in her Jim?" Todd teased over the sound system.

	"You fucking know it, Mr. G. . . .," he said enthusiastically,
looking up
at the camera with the little red light that indicated it was the one
observing them.
	" . . .if I get that far. You won't believe the little cunt on
this thing.
I can barely get my finger into it and there's just a little fuzz on
it.
Fuuuck, makes me hard. And she's hot too, aren't you honey," he said
affectionately as he turned back to her. Jim had slid Annie's thong to
one side of her slit and his hand moved lightly between her lean legs,
her
hips akilter. She let out a little murmur and stuck her tongue back
into his
mouth, trying to climb up his body and center his hard dick on her
horny
little slit, needing penetration by more than a finger. Cindy was
mouthing
her small breasts and nipples through the wet shirt, with her hand
rubbing
her own hairless slit, her thong also pulled to the side of her little
cunt.
	Annie finished her kiss and  looked coyly at Jim, "Can we get
some more
coke, Honey?" she cooed. "
	You betcha, Darlin. We'll fix you right up here. Come on you
guys. Let's
get out of the tub." He grasped Annie's hand and led her up the steps
and
Cindy followed, holding the other hand and giggling, "I want a good
blast
too!" she exclaimed wiggling her little ass-cheeks as she shimmied up
the
steps from the tub.
	Behind the two girls lay a large recreation pit lined with black
velvet
cushions. Along the perimeter of the suite was gilt paneling, mirrored
ceilings and rich tapestried walls. On the far side, off from the spa
and
fitness area, was a bar, game room, a swimming pool and a
sundeck/atrium
that led out onto the secured grounds of the compound.
	The carefree kids grabbed towels -- large, fluffy towels -- 
dried
themselves and moved over to the recreation pit lined with mirrors and
the
sides and above. A circular, black, marble table was the focal point at
the
center, on which was set all manner of refreshments, fruit and
stimulants
including a mirror with a large pile of cocaine. There was also crystal
decanters filled with herbal and synthetic libations of every variety.
	They laughed and joked, tickling and prodding each other as they
positioned
themselves in front of the elaborate refreshment station. Pulsing music
played in the background and the mirrors on all sides reflected the
beautiful images of their fit, young bodies. All three of the young
people
were truly, exceptionally attractive and vivacious human specimens.
Even the
young thirteen year-old Annie had a confident, bold demeanor. And now
she
wanted to get higher.
	"Fuck yea, I want some more! Look at all that fucking coke!" she
exclaimed
in her sultry but enthusiastic voice as she shimmied on her knees up to
the
coke pile at the edge of the marble centerpiece. Her impish, child-like
face
smiling and laughing, radiating a Lolita's carnal playfulness.
	She licked her long finger, stuck it into the coke pile, scooping
as much
onto it as she possibly could. She then brought it up to her aquiline
nose
and tried to inhale sharply. Cocaine shot out in a large cloud and most
of
it fell onto her delectable, stocking-clad knees. Everyone laughed and
giggled hysterically. Jim and Cindy did the same, spending ample time
to
snort, lick and taste till content. They then settled back on the soft,
black velvet cushions surrounded by throw-pillows as the tendrils of
drug
induced pleasure coursed and rippled through their bodies.
	They were still playing around, but now there was a heavier
sensual aspect
to their reveling that was apparently induced by the exceptional
amounts of
cocaine they had snorted.
	Jim had scooped several fingers into the coke pile and taTed the
heap
over to where Annie was reclining on a plush pillow. "Open up your
legs,
Sweetheart . . . you'll like this."
	"Whatcha gonna do," little Annie asked, her speech slurred.
	"I'm gonna rub it between your legs, that's what."
	"Oh God, yea that sounds great," she exclaimed as she settled on
her back
and drew her long legs up, back and apart with a little girl's glee,
and
with the exceptional grace and ease only the truly beautiful can manage
effortlessly.
	Jim rubbed the pile of cocaine onto the cleft between her legs,
scooping
extra right onto her slit, then pushing it up into the elastic mouth of
her
tiny vagina with his index finger. In total he had at least seven or
eight
grams of the high grade Peruvian cocaine to apply to the little
promiscuous
girl's crotch.
	Annie threw back her head with its long dark hair flowing and
sighed as her
pelvis twitched at each insertion of Jim's finger into her tight slit.
	Cindy lay back and giggled; "Goddamn girl, last time I did that,
I
couldn't feel anything down there for three days! But I still had to
keep
something stuck up me just because it ached so bad." I totally wore out
about four guys -- but they fucking loved it.
	"Fucking look at that Larry! Look! She's top grade! Look at those
legs!And
no hair!" The girl exhibited her legs to great advantage as Jim applied
the coke. They flailed and sizzored back and forth and up and down
showing
their exceptional shapeliness in the drying stockings that wrapped
them.
They pulled back naturally, giving easy access to her succulent crotch
--
her small feet arched daintily like a little-girl ballet dancer's.
	No doubt the young girl realized the value of exhibiting her
natural charms
to full advantage since she knew Mr. G. could still be watching. Cindy
had
informed Annie that she should "act sexy" since the guy that could make
her
a modeling star would be watching her every move. What he thought of
her
would determine what she would get and even whether or not she could
even
stay with her new friends in the palatial compound.
	"God look how limber she is, Larry! I can't wait to feel that
spread around
this," Todd gripped his erection which was protruding painfully from
his
dressing robe. He ran his hand slowly up and down its truly exceptional
length, unusually excited at Larry's latest find.
	Larry looked away from the monitors, having long ago learned that
paying
attention to any of the guests in the compound only made him horny. As
Todd's
chief domestic assistant, Larry's job was to carry out Todd's
instructions
related to keeping all persons in the compound happy.

	Todd turned to Larry, "Where is Heather? Get her in here." he
asked impatiently.
	"Here she is. We're finished now," Sherry said. Sherry was a
young blond in
a black, leather bustier, wearing only a thong, black thigh-high
stockings
with runs and holes, and platform "disco" shoes. She led Heather over
the black
slate floor of the landing above, and down the few stairs to the settee
where Todd was ensconced, his robe slightly parted and his Toddty cock
obscenely erected on his lower stomach, almost to his navel.
	"Oh, thank-you Sherry. I hope you weren't busy or anything."
	"Not at all, Mr. G," she replied with a smile. I was just going
over an
outfit Kaily's wearing when she meets Roberts tomorrow. Kaily was one
of
Todd's front-line models and Roberts was the owner of Know! the largest
advertiser of fashion in the world.
	"Oh, a new one?" Sherry asked, looking at the large monitor.
	"She's cute. What's her name?"
	Todd looked at Larry, "What is it Larry? Annie! That's it! "Isn't
she
something?" he exclaimed, wringing his hands like an excited schoolboy.
	"Oh yeah, God what a little body. I bet she can photograph like a
dream.
Look at those cheekbones and that posture. Let me know when you're
ready for
her wardrobe -- or anything else you might require," Sherry offered and
then
said, "Heather was sleepy, but we got her dressed and she did a couple
of hits.
Isn't she cute in those shorts and shoes?" she presented Heather with
her arm
around the gorgeous girl's waist."
	Absolutely gorgeous" Todd replied.
	"And I know how you like her little nipples to show through this
sheer
shantile gauze." Sherry said as she kissed Heather good-bye while
caressing and
squeezing her high ass with one hand and pinching her little-girl
nipples
with the other. Sherry's job was to accentuate the girls' natural
beauty
with stylish clothing and grooming. She also liked to rub her pussy on
the
girls sometimes and had often slept with Cindy, when Cindy didn't have
any
male friends over.
	Thanks, Sherry baby" Todd winked at her and reached out his
muscular, tan
arm to Heather.
	"Hi Sweetheart. How are ya. Did you get a good rest?" He asked
the girl
Sherry had brought him.
	 Heather, an absolutely striking 5'7" brunette, nodded her
beautiful, gaunt
head, an impish but naughty pout on her regal face. She lay down and
snuggled up to Todd on the settee, settling her heavenly, orbulant
breasts
against Todd's well-defined chest. The only thing separating their
chests,
the sheer, gauze blouse, was cut in a vee across her, succulent
breasts, and
then plunged to her midriff. She gave him an affectionate hug as she
lay
next to him.
	"God, Honey, I missed you," Todd murmured into her delicate ear.
	"Let me see ya," he intoned.
	"God, you look great, Honey. Let's see what you're wearing." Todd
perused
Heather's languid form as she raised her long arms and stretched them
above her
head, simply because she knew she was irresistible in that pose.
	Heather was also one of Models' Inc.'s front line models and was
regularly
featured in layouts in the major fashion magazines. She had worked for
several of the industry's most prestigious accounts: She also loved
sex, in
fact, she had been being incorrigibly slutty until Todd had taTed an
interest
in her several weeks ago.
	Todd placed his hand on her flat abdomen and ran it up to her
breasts. He
gently tugged on a golden hoop that pierced her left nipple and leaned
over
her to tongue it through the black gauze where it joined her breast.
Heather
mewed like a luxuriating cat, stretched and arched her shapely back off
the
settee. Her long, slender legs were slightly spread and connected to a
compact, tight, hard ass only a 14 year-old can have.
	"Fuck, Honey, I've been horny without ya," he whispered into her
ear. He
ran his hand down her long, sinuous body to her right ass-cheek and
slapped
it playfully. Heather stuck her tongue out and wet her succulent lips,
her
tongue, and a little smile, lingered. A gold post was embedded in the
tip of
her wisp-of-a-tongue and she wiggled it at Todd.
	"You nasty little cunt," Todd hissed at her playfully.
	"Do you need some more of this dick?"  Todd grasped his erect
cock and
pressed it into the coquette's thigh and ran his hand up to the crotch
of
her tight, black, silk shorts where he cupped the cleft between her
legs,
pressing into her sex. He rubbed her softly at that juncture, and then
he
worked his fingers up the inside of her thigh, between the narrow strip
of
thin silk and the girls warm flesh. There he slid his fingers into the
side
of the immodest shorts and stroked the tiny slit of her cunt for a few
moments. Then he deftly unsnapped the crotch -- a special feature he
had
designed into many of the clothes his girls wore.
	Once her crotch cloth was unsnapped, he gripped her naked,
teenage cunt
unimpeded, while she whimpered, cooed and caressed his face. He lightly
rubbed her there while he flicked his tongue into her mouth, framed by
her
little red lips, and dueled with her gold-studded tongue.
	Todd was Heather's biggest conquest up to this point. He had been
in sexual
situations with her several times in the last few weeks. The previous
night
he had worked his large cock into her tight slit several times.
Although she
had plenty of experience, Heather's vagina was so small he had a hard
time
getting enough of his oversized dick into her so that he could cum. He
had
to call in another girl with a looser cunt to actually take his load.
Heather
understood and was very happy to get whatever she could from her
current
idol and she had stroked her studded tongue into Todd's mouth while he
blasted his load up the other girl's hole.
	Heather had been with Model's Inc. for about eight months and had
already
earned over $300,000. But the staff was somewhat concerned over Heather
and her
party habits. Although controlled drug use was not discouraged, chronic
use
was. And Heather had developed quite a habit for cocaine and some other
drugs.
John had her in therapy and she was doing quite well, now using coke
only
two or three times a day.
	Heather was living with her father after her parents' divorce,
but both she
and her father agreed that, as a career move, going with Model's Inc.
couldn't be beat. Ted, the head of the agency, insisted that Heather
move into
the compound and that her father relinquish guardianship. He agreed
only
when he was guaranteed $150,000 a year. Now Heather was one of only
several
models ascending into the bigtime. She could look forward to making
many
millions of dollars over the next few years.
	Heather had attracted much attention from an early age and had
attracted the
affections of her seventeen year old next-door-neighbor when she was
almost
eleven. He got her worked up when she was over for a slumber party with
his
little sister. He had bumped into her in the bathroom and reached up
her
nightgown and cupped her sex in his hand. He rubbed and kissed her till
they
were interrupted by another girl who came in to pee. Later that night,
after
all the other girls had gone to sleep, Heather had sneaked into his
room. He
had to cover her mouth when he popped her cherry so his parents
wouldn't
wake up. Heather would go over to his house whenever his parents and
little
sister were gone and "do it." She even screwed most of his friends and
leaned the basics of oral sex.
	The next year, Heather's girlfriends' fathers started paying
attention toher.
James, a handsome contractor and the father of her best friend, took
her
into town with him to pick up some supplies when his family had invited
Heather
to go boating on Lake Powell. He had been eyeing her incredible body
for
some time, and her face was so beautiful he had to hide a boner every
time
he looked at it. On the way back he couldn't keep his eyes off her
captivating eyes and stiff nipples that shown through her revealing
swimsuittop.
	He pulled off onto a dirt road and ran his had up her
irresistible thigh.
She leaned over and kissed him open-mouthed. He took her hand and led
her
into the back of the motor home where she rode up and down on his rod
and he
licked her slit for over an hour. It was the most incredible sexual
experience of his life -- and with a twelve year-old. When they finally
arrived back at the boat, his wife was suspicious about what took them
so
long. He denied everything, and Heather never said anything. She did,
however,
show up at his house, ostensibly to play with his daughter, at times
she
knew nobody would be there but him. He had fucked her several times on
the
bed he shared with his wife. But now Heather had moved onto far bigger
game.

	"Fuck honey, I'm horny. Suck me a little will ya?" Todd implored.
Heather moved
down the settee to crouch between Todd's large, well-muscled legs. She
spread
his robe and ran her slender, flawless hands from his stomach to his
genitals. She immediately grasped Todd's erect penis and licked the
head
while looking directly into Todd's eyes with a sultry gaze. Todd,
looking down
at her, moaned.
	"Fuck yeah, Sweetheart. That's it." Heather could almost hide
behind Todd's
cock, it was so large. Her hand barely encircled the circumference and
its
length was as long as her lower arm. She licked it again, this time on
the
tip where it was smeared with sticky precum. She yawned wide and was
able to
barely fit the entire head into her widely stretched mouth. She sucked
--
flicking the gold-stud that pierced her fribulating tongue against the
steely mass. Todd moaned lustily while he watched the beautiful 14
year-old
race-horse slut copulate him almost sadistically.
	While Heather sucked him, Todd turned his attention back to the
monitor.
Jim, Annie and Cindy had moved onto new things. Todd kicked up the
volume
in the other suite where they were partying so he could listen in.
	Jim was in a 69 position above Annie's body, his large cock
sawing into
her wide-stretched little mouth. Occasionally she would take it out and
share it with Cindy who was laying beside her caressing Annie's stiff
nipples. Jim would shift his torso slightly and fuck Cindy's beautiful
face for a while and then switch back to Annie's little mouth. All the
while
he was avidly licking  the thirteen year-olds' impeccable fuck-slit.
She was
emitting an almost continuous series of whines, yelps and moans as Jim
licked at the little pink slit, while his finger was lodged up the
littlecrevice.
	Occasionally, Jim would lift his head and look down between
Annie's
prettily spread legs at his obscenely large cock sawing into the two
girl's
mouth holes. He would invariable groan at this lascivious sight and
then go
back to licking the promiscuous little girl's cunt. Jim liked young
girls, almost as much as Mr. G. and he especially liked real slutty,
ravishing ones that really liked recreational sex with handsome
strangers,
like this little Annie slut.

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From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL 3/7
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:20:22 GMT
Message-ID: <4d9b76$hg@cloner3.netcom.com>

YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL, 3/7,  M/fff

	Todd looked back down at the little model gripping his cock. She
was now
just licking the head and stroking his length with one hand while she
stroked between her thin legs at her clitoris with the other.
	She looked directly into his eyes as she brazenly performed
felatio onhuge
pole stistisg from his groin.
	"OK, Honey, get your little cunt up here. Todd, wants to try
fucking it
again." he implored. "Heather smiled as she lifted her head.
	"You do Huh? You want to try and stick that big thing up my
little hole
again?" she asked in her provocative 14 year-old whine.
	"You know I do Sweetheart, now get your little ass up her."
	Heather lifted her lithe body and arched her narrow torso. She
assumed her
most provocative, knavish stance -- hips akimbo, finger in her little
pouting mouth, toying with the gold-stud that pierced it. She slowly
ran the
other hand up one thin thigh and over her pouting titties and then back
down
between her spectacularly sexy legs that were attached to her
impossibly
narrow pelvis. Once there she mischievously grasped her bare crotch and
slowly stuck her middle-finger up herself. She had become very aware of
the
power she had over men.
	No wonder he could bill her out at $1,700 per half-hour he
thought to
himself.  She would give a 90 year-old a hard-on.
	"You fucking little nasty whore. Get up here and fuck me!" Todd
implored.

	Heather sidled up and lay her thin body on Todd's, pulled her
knees down on
either side of him and then pushed herself up from his massive chest
with
her little hands on his bulging pecks. In this position her
gauze-covered,
budding breasts protruded to their fullest effect between the arms
supporting her upper body on his chest. She knew she looked
exceptionally
provocative in this position and turned to look at herself in one of
the
many engraved and beveled mirrors lining the perimeter of the suite.
	After studying her beauty and primping her hair for several
seconds, she
positioned the opening of the hairless slit between her legs, on Todd's
cock's length, which lay erect on his stomach, reaching to his navel.
She
used his cock to warm herself up, by sawing it back and forth in her
moist,
fuck-groove.
	"Fuck, Honey. I'm real fucking horny, but your cock is so huge,"
she whined
in her best spoiled brat voice. She knew men loved to hear her whine,
but in
this case she was almost sincere.
	"I don't care. Get it up your little hole, Baby. I want you to do
it all by
yourself. You can do it," Todd implored.
	Heather shifted to a dainty squat position over Todd's body. She
tucked the
undone crotch flap of her little short pants up so they could both
watch and
revel as she tried to fit his horse dick into her nasty, little
slit-of-a-cunt.
	Her shorts were low-slung hip-huggers on her little ass -- kind
of like a
slutty grunger's version of a garter belt. No doubt that is why Sherry
had
selected it for her.
	Heather licked her lips languidly and aligned Todd's massive
penis with her
tiny crack. Since Todd had had his pole up her before, they both knew
it was
possible. But it was hard to believe that that huge veined shaft -- a
good
14 or 15 inches long and very wide would fit it the svelte 14 year
old's
cunt -- especially considering that she was of slight build and
extremely
thin even though she stood 5'10". Her waist couldn't have been over 16"
and
her tight hips were no more than 18" or 19". She had a somewhat
emaciated,
waif look that ironically enhanced her exceptional beauty.

	Roberts, the owner of Know!, had also been very impressed with
Heather. They
had met several weeks ago during a long search Roberts had been
conducting
for the model that would star in his media campaign for his line of
extraordinarily popular fashion goods. Heather had been so excited at
being
selected to meet him that she couldn't sleep for a week beforehand.
	The print portion of the ad campaign alone would book $34 million
and the
lucky race-horse model chosen for the job would sign a contract worth
$3.7million.
	All the girls' minds danced with visions of popping flash-bulbs,
choice of
the finest studs in the world, and Fashion Immortality.
	But it was a long shot. Mainland would probably end-up with a
Models' Inc.
model, but there were quite a few others he had interest in as well.
	Heather gripped Todd's cock with a look of juvenile determination
on her lewd
and lustful pubescent face, placed the head against her tiny, warm slit
and
slid back and forth on it, each time exerting a little more pressure
while
she centered it into her sex dimple. Over and over she pressed her
stallion's brawny beef against her slit, trying with a spoiled little
girl's
impatience to satisfy her craving, gnawing in frustration and then
licking
licentiously on her fiendishly charming lips. She shamelessly looked
into
the older man's eyes while she whined and fussed. Finally, with a moan
of
frustration, throwing her ravishing head back, she pulled the cock head
from
her moist slot.
	Frustrated at not being able to impale her lascivious sex tunnel
on the
huge dick, she changed her strategy; She grabbed the beefy pole,
positioned
it in front of her spread legs and rubbed her little clit rapidly up
and
down on its length in a furious determination to satisfy her craving to
come. After a short time, while levering her hips rapidly back and
forth,
her beautiful face slowly contorted in a little girl's sluttish sneer
of
sexual ecstasy, she bleated, "Oh, Oh, Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, Oh Todd, I'm
squirting, Baby. Fuuuuck!" finally having her breathy little cum.
	She fell forward, pressing her pert tits against Todd's muscled
pecks, and
opened her eyes. Looking directly into the man's tanned, lined face she
exclaimed, "I think I can take it now, baby. Ya ready?" Todd nodded.
	"I just need a little coke rub before I do it," she mouthed
breathily.Todd
lifted his head.
	"Larry," he spoke up, "Get Heather a little coke for her pussy,
would ya?"
	From a sofa at the top of the landing, Larry immediately rose,
moved toa
credenza and using a cellophane card scooped up a pile of flake. Upon
Larry's
approach to the settee that she and Todd were playing on, Heather rose
from her
position and lay back diagonally across Todd's chest with her lithesome
arm
circling his head and neck.
	This position allowed her to spread her beautiful legs so Larry
could apply
the coke to her slit and at the same time she could have some tongue
play
with Todd. While Larry bent to discharge the cocaine between her little
white
legs, he couldn't help admiring the teenage model's tattoo peaking out
from
the unsnapped crotch of her sinfully revealing, silk shorts.

	Heather's tattoo was of an erect penis that started on the inside
of the top
of her supple thigh, with the head of the cock-tattoo positioned at the
opening of the girl's small slit to give the illusion of it going into
her
cunt. The artist had even tattooed part of the penis-head on the girl's
tiny
labia so it appeared partially inside her sex slit.
	Larry had taken her to the shop to have it applied. The artist
recognized
Heather as a top fashion model, but because she was so young he was
hesitant to
do the work. Larry had had to pay a large amount of money to get him to
do it.
	Larry thought back to that day . . .	Heather had reclined on
the sofa in the
artist's studio, spread her curvaceous, stocking-clad legs slightly and
pulled-up her mini-dress almost to her navel to give the artist access.
She
watched him, leaning back on her elbows. He attempted to go about the
task
of expertly engraving the multi-color design; But the only thing
covering
the little trollop's sex hole during the procedure was a one inch
diaphanousthong.
	After several hours of this, the artist -- a twenty something
hipster with
long black hair whose name was Joyce -- let his obvious attraction for
Heather
be know. While kneeling between her stockinged legs he would, not so
subtly,
press his tented pants crotch against her ankle. Larry was amused since
Heather
seemed to enjoy it.
	Heather enjoyed showing off her delectable body to the attractive
artist and
eventually, she reciprocated the young man's affections by stroking her
leg
against his erect cock and then giggling. Then she reached into her
mini-dress top and fondled her stiff nipples while he attempted to do
his work.

	Finally, when the artist needed to tattoo the lips of Heather's
slit, he
nervously asked her to slid her thong to the side of her sex. She moved
her
hand down between her legs, slid two fingers under the thong to rub her
moist slit. Then she pulled the thong aside and looked into the young
artist's eyes and said, "God, Joyce, Getting this tattoo is fucking
getting
me hot. What are you going to do about it?"
	In a bold move, the nervous artist moved his head forward to the
opening
between her legs and slithered his tongue over her swollen clit.
Heather
grabbed his head by the hair and pulled it up tight against her crotch
and
hissed, "I need a dick in me, stud. Can you take care of it?"
	Joyce had then looked up at Larry, seeking some sign of
permission. Larry
sat impassively, so Joyce had unzipped his black leather pants and
worked
his stiff dick out and moved into position between Heather's spread
thighs.
Larry then interrupted the maneuver,
	"You've got to wear a rubber if you fuck her, man," he
instructed.
"Shit,"
the young man stood, left the room and reemerged with the rubber
stretched
over his still erect cock.
	Heather who had remained reclined on the sofa was now furiously
pinching the
nipples of her partially exposed, bra-less breasts through her small
mini-dress top, her beautiful lithe legs now splayed wide open.
	The artist again knelt between them. He playfully slapped
Heather's hairless
slit with his length and then ran the tip back and forth through her
moist
groove while she hissed,
	"Oh, fuck yea. Get it in me, stud," licking her lips and then
pulling her
cunt-lips apart to help him work the cock in. After several minutes,
the
artist was fully embedded in Heather's tight sheath, fucking her deftly
while
she moaned and bucked her lank and lean ass up at him.
	"Fuck yea, Squirt me, stud. Squirt me . . . What was your name?
Oh, yea.
Joyce. That's it, That's it, Fuck me Joyce" She spit, spreading her
curvaceous legs impossibly wider and flexing against the artist's
leather
clad ass for added leverage as she ground her moist, tight slut-hole
around
his hot, plunging cock-pole.
	Her dainty feet, clad in platform, ankle-high, toe-less boots
bobbed up and
down on either side of the guy's body as he rutted her. Then she locked
her
ankles around his ass and pulled him up and into her as hard as
possible.
She fucked the guy's mouth with her gold-posted tongue, moaning loudly
each
time he bottomed out in her hairless hole. His muscular torso rubbed
against
her now bared tits making her nipples stiff as they poked out from the
top
of her mini-dress while he levered his hard pole into her tight cunt
again
and again. Her little mini-dress was bunched up around her lithe
panting,
tummy, its top pulled to the side showing off her little girl's
cleavage.
The partially applied tattoo on her crotch was now slick with the sweat
from
their illicit and utterly hedonistic copulation.
	The tattoo artist didn't last long with his straining dick stuck
up such a
choice little nasty morsel. How often did a guy get to slip his prong
into
this -- a fourteen year-old, nationally known, high-fashion model, who
liked
it hot and nasty and liked it now!! The carnal little slut's
girdle-tight
cunt contracted spasmodically around his swollen log till he jetted his
gruel all the way up her hot, sucking fuck-hole.
	"Oh fuuuuck! Fuck! You fufuf' little slut-whore, Awwww!" he spat
into her
contorted face. Her clit sung at the top of her tightly stretched,
elastic
hole as he impaled her with his swollen prong. They came together
yelping
like dogs in heat as he pronged her repeatedly and then planted the
pole and
simply ground it as hard as he could into the tight slit between the
beautiful, slut-model-child's splayed legs.
	The little bitch's hole was so hot and tight that most of his
come squeezed
out of it immediately after he pulled out his cock. She fitfully
scooped it
up in her slender hand and sucked it off her fingers, panting breathly.
	Heather whimpered, trembled and curled into a ball on the sofa
while Larry
comforted her by tenderly stroking her cheek. After a couple of blasts
of
coke she was back to her self. Before they left, the artist asked Larry
how
he could get hold of Heather later. Larry told him to forget it. It was
amazing
the effect this girl had on men.

	Now, Larry finished shaking the cocaine from the cellophane card
onto the
little beauty's snatch. Heather reached down and rubbed it into
herself,
dipping two fingers into her little elastic hole, all the while looking
up
at Larry through heavy-lidded eyes and lasciviously circling her
candy-pink
lips with her gold-spiked tongue.
	After squirming on the fingers, she pulled them out and stuck
them into
Todd's mouth along with her slip of a tongue. Todd's dick swelled at
the
lewdness of the erotic display of this precocious 14 year-old.
	Once her crotch was tingling sufficiently, Heather rose once
again over Todd's
reclining body and repositioned her beautiful Junoesque legs on either
side
of his waist. She slid Todd's flinty dick into position at the opening
to her
sex and lowered her tiny hips. She balanced herself and reached her
hands on
either side of her slit and pulled the lips apart as far as she could
and
lowered herself until the head almost made its way into her, then
lifted.
She looked down at the huge column threatening to penetrate her small
pink maw.

	The head of Todd's cock was quite wet with her juices and poised
at the
entrance to her slit-of-pleasure. Encouraged, Heather applied the same
technique again. As she pressed against the cock she watched the video
monitor on the wall with Todd; Linda was still sawing his cock into the
youngest girl's widely spread mouth. "Oh, look at that cute girl
Linda's
mouth-fucking," she said as she strained against Todd's cock.
	The lewdness of watching Linda fuck the girl enabled Heather to
finally get
the entire head of the rich stud's cock to squelch up into her little
teenage-slut cunt-hole. Maybe it was the fact that Heather had fucked
Linda
before and now she was watching him fuck someone else, and he didn't
know it.
	"Oh, Fuuuck, Honey. I got it in again -- all by myself. She
looked down and
saw that indeed the 3 inch head of the giant cock was wrapped tight by
the
elastic entrance to her tight hole. She then leaned forward and brought
her
torso down to Todd's, extended her arms around his neck and stuck her
little
tongue into his mouth for some mouth fucking.
	"No Honey. Not yet. Get that fucker in more before you start
that."

	"Oh, fuck. It hurts, Todd," she whined. But she lifted up her
little ass and
then pushed back hard against the steely cock. With the added moisture
and
excruciating rororg movements, she was able slid her cunt further down
hisshaft.
	Then she paused in mid-stroke, "Fuck, honey. You know you're by
far the
biggest guy to ever fuck me. No one else can do it for me now. I think
you
are stretching me out a little," she whined amorously.
	"But you know what? I fucking love it!" And then, marshaling her
entire
licentious resolve, Heather levered her entire weight against the shaft
and
pushed back until he had almost half his massive length up her tight
slit.
	"All right, Babe! That's it!" Todd exclaimed. Even though only
half his
length was up her little slit, she was absolutely stuffed. Todd felt
the top
of his cock against the back of her compact womb.
	Slowly, her hole stretched to almost comfortably accommodate the
mammoth
cock,  and along with help from the coke Larry had applied to her nasty
slit,
she got into what she enjoyed most -- sport-fucking her latest
conquest.
	Heather had now developed a penchant for wealthy older men with
big dicks--
especially ones that, just by saying the word, could push her career to
the
stratosphere. Fame. Adoring fans. Lots of coke. Sliding dicks attached
to
her White Knight -- or Black Knight of the moment. She had been know to
fuck
with large black men too. Heather started her little fuck-ride with a
vengeance.

	Larry stood at the top of the landing, looking down at the couple
on the
settee. Heather's long body looked particularly small being so close to
Todd's
ample frame, especially with the hulking proboscis gaping obscenely
from the
stuffed hole between her legs. Her long, thin legs framed their
pleasure;
her new, svelte 14 year-old body, rutting the hairy, gnarly body of the
37
year-old man. The prurient contrast was dick-hardening. The little
trollop's
cunt-juice coated the swollen cock about 1/2 way down its length.
	 "Unnnh, Unnnh, Unnnh, " She wailed as her ass spasmed, "I
fucking got it
in. Unnnh, Unnnh, Unnnh, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuuuuck," she churned her
comely
ass with determination. Then Heather raised up straight, her slight
legs
splayed across Todd's midsection and raised her willowy arms around her
angelic head, all the while flicking her tongue over her pink lips.
With one
hand she reached under the gauze of her top and pinched her nipple
where it
was pierced with the ring. The other hand slid down to the top of her
cock-stuffed, hairless slit and teased her clitoris. Within minutes she
worked herself into a cum of such ferocity that her cunt clenched
Todd's
swollen cock so hard she couldn't stroke her clenching opening along
the
shaft anymore -- it was like a cork stuck in too tight of a bottle; she
yelped like a hysterical poodle till her cum finished and her cunt
relaxed
enough to release its clench on the cock; Todd gently pushed her off
his
still erect dick, hugged her and then got up. Todd hadn't come. He was
saving
his load for someone else.




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From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL 4/7
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:21:29 GMT
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YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL,  4/7,  M/fff

	Still wearing his robe, Todd made his way to the suite in the
east wingof
his compound, winding his way through several corridors. Upon arrival,
he
silently let himself in and walked over to the sunTed, circular
"entertainment" pit.
	The kids, unaware of his presence, were still having lots of
fuck-fun.Todd
sat at the edge of the pit and watched. Bob was now centering his
affections on the new little thirteen year-old sex pot, and was, in
fact,
reclined on a large, velvet pillow while Wendy licked and sucked his
enormous dick. She was still wearing her little tank-top (which had
dried by
now) and her black thong. The thong, however had been pulled to one
side by
Cindy, who was positioned between her agile, fawn legs. Cindy had her
mouth centered on the little trollop's sex hole and was slithering it
over
her clit. All the while Wendy was mewling and cooing, and occasionally
lifting her head to bleat an intense moan. It was apparent that she was
near
delirium with cocaine induced pleasure.
	But she was aware enough to notice Todd watching her.
	"Look, you guys," she notified the others. "Hi Todd," Cindy and
Bobgreeted.
	"Hi kids. Don't let me get in the way of a good time," he
laughed.

	Cindy rose and went over to him, her large breasts bobbing,
grasped his
hand and pulled him over to the other two. Cindy reclined pulling him
downwith her.
	"Hi, sweetheart. I'm Todd," Todd said, turning to the new girl.
She was now
sitting back on one of the pillows with Bob's arm around her shoulder.

	"I'm Wendy, Pleased to meet you in person," she said demurely,
averting her
gaze. Todd was awestruck. If the girl looked good on the monitor, she
was
spectacular in person. Perfect features and skin. Little girl's
cleavage
delectably exposed through her thin tank-top. Long, lean limbs and she
absolutely exuded that exceptionally powerfFrom: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
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Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL 4/7

YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL,  4/7,  M/fff

	Still wearing his robe, Todd made his way to the suite in the
east wingof
his compound, winding his way through several corridors. Upon arrival,
he
silently let himself in and walked over to the sunTed, circular
"entertainment" pit.
	The kids, unaware of his presence, were still having lots of
fuck-fun.Todd
sat at the edge of the pit and watched. Bob was now centering his
affections on the new little thirteen year-old sex pot, and was, in
fact,
reclined on a large, velvet pillow while Wendy licked and sucked his
enormous dick. She was still wearing her little tank-top (which had
dried by
now) and her black thong. The thong, however had been pulled to one
side by
Cindy, who was positioned between her agile, fawn legs. Cindy had her
mouth centered on the little trollop's sex hole and was slithering it
over
her clit. All the while Wendy was mewling and cooing, and occasionally
lifting her head to bleat an intense moan. It was apparent that she was
near
delirium with cocaine induced pleasure.
	But she was aware enough to notice Todd watching her.
	"Look, you guys," she notified the others. "Hi Todd," Cindy and
Bobgreeted.
	"Hi kids. Don't let me get in the way of a good time," he
laughed.

	Cindy rose and went over to him, her large breasts bobbing,
grasped his
hand and pulled him over to the other two. Cindy reclined pulling him
downwith her.
	"Hi, sweetheart. I'm Todd," Todd said, turning to the new girl.
She was now
sitting back on one of the pillows with Bob's arm around her shoulder.

	"I'm Wendy, Pleased to meet you in person," she said demurely,
averting her
gaze. Todd was awestruck. If the girl looked good on the monitor, she
was
spectacular in person. Perfect features and skin. Little girl's
cleavage
delectably exposed through her thin tank-top. Long, lean limbs and she
absolutely exuded that exceptionally powerfck, how do you do it with this thing. I couldn't ever get that
in me --
could I?" she intoned with a coquette's ironic smile and a flick of the
lips
with her tiny tongue. Todd ignored her inquiry and urgently reached for
her
tiny waist where the thong wrapped around it. He pulled her down
against him
and brought her small pouting mouth down to his. He tried not to
overwhelm
her with the passion he felt for the precocious child-slut. His mouth
closed
over hers and he immediately felt a flick of her tongue as her mouth
opened.
Ummmh! He had to possess this creature.
	High voltage shot through his being as her tongue danced against
his lips,
then she kissed him ardently and then lightly sucked his large tongue.
	"Christ, honey. You are a dangerous little thing. You know that?"
he
nuzzled her long, lithe neck and ran his hand from her lean, curvaceous
thigh, across the valley of her slight waist, to cup her pointing
tittie
pout, obviously erected from the lusty kiss. As his hand made the
journey,
Todd felt transported; the expression in her eyes was of hunger, but it
was
she who was feeding him.
	 She giggled, "You fufufg make me horny . . . at least I think. I
really
need to fufufg cum but I can't cause Bob stuck all that coke up me and
now I can barely feel anything down there." she whined and ran her
sinuous
hand down between her legs and cupped her slit through the thong while
she
drew back the stockinged leg, an invitation for Todd to address her
complaint. Todd bent his head and flicked his large tongue in a moist
swathe
across the pinnacle of her nipple poking out through her shirt. He then
raised the tank top till it was above her breasts. He attached his lips
to
the adorable nipples, so pink they looked as if they had been
lipsticked.
	 "Let me see what I can do, honey," Todd moved his hand from her
breasts
back down the supple length of her body. Wendy cooed her agreement and
rolled onto her arched back and shifted her stockinged legs slightly
apart
in anticipation. Todd's cock was so hard at the stimulation this Lolita
was
having on him that he was lightheaded.
	Todd righted himself, then turned toward the black marble table
in the
center of the entertainment pit and reached for a small crystal
decanter;
attached inside the silver cap was a spoon. He scooped it into the
white
powdery contents and proffered the heaping spoonful first to Wendy.
	"This might bring back a little feeling. Would you like to try a
little,baby?"
	"What is it?" she asked. "It's Ecstasy, babe. It makes you feel
real good
and want to do it all night."
	She giggled, "Really? Maybe I want to do it all night already!"
flashing
her perfect white smile and fluttering her heavy eyelids.
	But she moved toward the spoon, covered one nostril, snorted and
then the
other. Bob and Cindy also took large snorts before he put the bottle
away.
	"Oh, God," Cindy exclaimed, "Last time I did this stuff, I went
to a party
with Cindy and we were so horny we fucked a guy in the bathroom and
then I
fucked a couple of other guys in their cars outside the bar we went to.
I
had one of them take me home and call up a couple of his friends and
they
fucked me all night. I even fucked two of them at the same time. I was
still
fuckin' horny in the morning. I think we went through about a gross of
rubbers. I came home and masturbated for about three more hours," she
giggled as she squeezed her cunt-mound through her thong. Cindy liked
to
talk openly about her sexual activities.
	Todd quickly shucked his robe, ran a hand down his tanned,
washboard stomach
and stroked the massive organ that jutted obscenely from his crotch up
past
his navel.
	As Wendy raised up on her elbows to get a better look at him,
Todd signaled
to Bob and Cindy to join them; Cindy lifted and cradled Wendy's
exquisite head and shoulders in her lap and caressed her face, placing
light
affectionate kisses on her high cheek-bones, bubble-gum pink lips and
breathtaking eyes while Bob lay his head on her chest, and lightly
licked
at her breasts and rubbed her delectable tummy.
	Meanwhile, Todd moved between the young girl's long stockinged
legs,
reveling in their extensive splendor while jacking his gargantuan cock.
He
took his time reveling in the sight of the exceptional beauty of the
promiscuous thirteen year-old's exceptional charms.
	Bob lay with his head on the girl's ivory thigh and surveyed the
sleek
junction of Wendy's legs where her slit hid. He reached his hand to
push-aside the	skimpy, transparent bikini-thong she wore to make
way for
Todd's large truncheon. His eyes followed the flawless curves of her
thighs
where they met in a confluence of sensuality; A tiny rose-colored
crevice
lay beneath a wisp of blond fleece at the cleft at the juncture of the
anxious thirteen-year-old's legs. Below that lay the orbs of her lean,
round
buttocks, with the almost imperceptible rosebud of her ass-opening
hidden in
the clean line separating the svelte ass cheeks.
	"Fuck, I can feel that feeling from the X again." Cindy intoned
as she
bent over above Wendy's face, "Can you feel that, honey?" she asked.
	Wendy nodded and pulled down Cindy's face to her lips. She
tongue-kissed
her, displaying her craving. Cindy reached her hand down the front of
Wendy's shirt and moved it over her little tittie mound, squeezing it
sharply. Bob pulled the tank-top up and tongued the same nipple. Cindy
could feel it harden as she twisted it soaked in Bob's saliva as his
tongue danced on its tip. Wendy could feel waves of fuck-itch radiate
from
her cunt throughout her scintillating body. As if she wasn't horny
enough
already, now she had some more that was chemically induced.
	"Oh fuck, That feels so fufufg good. "Wendy murmured.
	"I really need to come," she whined as she reached down her
race-horselean
body, and slid her lithesome hand to her moist little slit and then
insinuated itself up inside her. She plunged the thin, long digit in
and out
several times, moved it up to moisten her clit, then pushed the thong
farther to one side. She positioned a finger on either of her tiny
labia and
spread them lasciviously to expose the pink meat inside. She then
looked
directly at Todd and said lewdly, "Come on, stud. Let's see if you can
get
that fuckin' hunk a salami up my horny hole."
	Todd's head swam at the carnality of her expression. He couldn't
believe how
precocious this beautiful little vamp was.
	Todd lecherously viewed his target between the little hedonistic
slut's
lithesome legs. It was a tiny little slit only about an inch and a half
long
(about the length of Todd's piss-slit on his cock) with hardly any
lips. It
would almost be invisible except she had been fuck-playing with Bob,
Cindy and her own fingers. There was only a wisp of baby fuzz at the
top of
it. She was too young to have pubic hair.
	Todd shuffled forward, still kneeling, bent his stiff timber down
and rubbed
it on the little, pink slit, no other contact between them.
	"Oh, fuck, Owww Christ," they both moaned simultaneously. Her
cunt opened
up a little where the cock's piss slit rubbed it. Todd gripped his cock
and
slid it up and down the little opening between her stockinged legs. She
convulsively spread them till they were parallel with the cushions and
pulled them even farther back, till they were open over 180 degrees.
Then
Wendy desperately reached between their legs, grabbed the cock and
started
to rub it back and forth in her little groove frantically. "Fuck, you
stud.
I've got to come!" She now had a wild, crazed expression of the
debauched in
her gorgeous Asian eyes.
	After several minutes of this, Todd stopped her. He then had
Cindy move
down, put her head on Wendy's tummy and tongue her little gash from
above
while Wendy bucked her lean ass and whimpered loudly.
	"Pull it open as far as you can, baby," he said to Cindy whose
long, thin
tongue writhed over the slit. When the opening was moist with her
saliva, he
extended his arm near Wendy's shoulder so he could lean over her and
clearly
see her dazed expression. She frantically grabbed his arm with both of
hers
and looked back into his eyes, her face flush with animal lust.
	"Get that fucker into me before I explode," she hissed up at him.
Todd
centered his oversized truncheon, moved forward until he felt the moist
warmth of the depraved child-slut's sex dimple and pressed hard. With
the
help of Cindy's saliva and cunt-spreading fingers, his cockhead
stretched
her elastic cunt opening to the limit and then squelched inside just
below
the crown of the older stud's painfully hard dick.
	"Good God," he bellowed and then continued pressing. He would
have simply
skewered the horny girl on his pole, but he didn't want to inflict any
serious damage.
	After several minutes of tiny in-out movement and great patience,
he had
over half of his stiff dick up the little 13 year-old's perfect,
hairless
cunt. She was whimpering deliriously, and would occasionally try to
fuck
back, but much too fast. Bob had to hold her hips down so that Todd
could
drive his huge cock in at his own pace.
	Wendy's little cunt ended up being quite accommodating, taking
almost 3/4's
of his length when fully adjusted. Perhaps it was her long physique
which
allowed her to take such  a big cock up between her legs. When Todd
came, he
had Cindy put her face down by the little cunt. After the first jet
squirted into Wendy's hole, he pulled out, squirted several jets into
Cindy's su su g mouth, and them jammed his still squirting dick back
into
Wendy's hole for the finish. When he pulled out, Cindy scrambled
between
her legs to suck the rest of the cum from the delirious thirteen
year-old's
tortured hole. Todd moved around to Wendy's head and had her wrap her
succulent lips around his well-worn cock.




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From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUT FROM HELL 5/7
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:22:08 GMT
Message-ID: <4d9bag$s2p@cloner2.ix.netcom.com>

YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL,  5/7,  M/fff

	On Monday morning, Todd received an urgent call from Ted Lester,
who ran
Models' Inc. for him. "Todd, I got the call from Roberts he's ready to
sign
with Models' Inc. He's narrowed it down to Heather, Annie, and Kaily,
final
decision will be made next week." he almost ran on out of breath. "Can
you
believe it? We've got it, the largest media fashion-contract there is,
$37
fucking million!" Ted had been assiduously pursuing this contract for
three
years, as had every other agency in the world.
	"Congratulations, Ted! I knew you would come through. Where do we
go from
here?," Todd asked. "Roberts will send his plane on Wednesday to pick
up the
girls and you and me. We'll meet him at his resort in Bridgetown down
in
Aruba. He wants to get to know the girls a little better before he
makes
up his mind which one."
	"Sounds good, Ted. I'll be able to get away. You work with Sherry
and get
the girls all ready and we'll meet up with you on Wednesday."
	Early Wednesday morning, Todd's helicopter shuttle picked up the
five of
them at the helipad on top of the compound. They  landed at JFK and
then
boarded Matlain's Lear Jet. The press were out in force. Whenever three
of the most-demanded models in the world, the most powerful media
tycoon and
Models' Inc.'s CEO were in one place, it was a sure bet that the press
would
be on hand.
	The girls were adorable and ravishing. They had been primped,
pampered, and
run through their routines. They had spent several hours a day working
out
for months and had never looked better. They coquettishly entertained
the
paparazzi's questions till Todd pulled them away.
	When they arrived in Bridgetown, Roberts was there to greet them
with his
famous hospitality, flowered wreaths, and kind words. His shuttle stood
by
to ferry them to his renowned resort the Valhalla, nestled in the
Carlisle
Bay to the Southwest of Bridgetown. On the flight, Heather sat in the
middle
perch, while Roberts sat flanked by Kaily and Annie. Roberts, being a
Spaniard, had a familiar manner anyway, but he simply snuggled each of
the
girls on the way, being careful to not favor one over the other. They,
of
course, adored him. Roberts, in his mid-thirties, was "tall, dark and
handsome" not to mention, rich, connected, built, and available, with a
scintillating personality that would put anyone at ease.
	Although Roberts had a well-established reputation for chasing
young girls
and a wild life-style, this encouraged the Models' Inc. girls who
looked
forward to bedding him, not just for the modeling contract, but because
they
each found him irresistible.
	Along the way, he pointed out the rugged ridges and ravines along
the
coastline and the beautiful blue waters above the thick coral reefs.
There
was much excited chatter and vivacious conversation till the helicopter
landed at his private helipad on the top of his residence. All were
told to
rest and prepare for an informal soiree at 9:00 PM; there was to be a
surprise announcement.
	Everyone assembled in their Caribbean garb in Roberts's personal
suitefor
an exquisite dinner of fresh seafood of every variety. The girls were
too
nervous to eat much, but tried to maintain there composure as best they
could.
	When the time came, Roberts stood. "Girls, Ted, Todd. Thank you
for coming.
The reason for inviting you here is less in the spirit of a contest,
and
more in the sprit of a celebration. You see, in the process of seeking
the
model who would best represent, Know!, I was looking for three things.
Sex
appeal, youth, and verve and all three of you exceptional young women
have
all three. For that reason I'm proud to have all three of you represent
Know!." With that the three girls jumped up, squealed, hugged each
other,
Todd, Ted and then Roberts. The papers were signed, champagne was
uncorked
and the celebration began.
	Well after midnight, after the reality of the situation had
settled into
each of the girl's pretty heads, libations of every variety were
consumed.
Roberts broke out several heaping trays of the world's finest cocaine.
They
all decided it was time to hit some dance clubs in Aruba, so Roberts
called for a car.
	Heather insisted on sitting in Roberts's lap for the ride.
Roberts had no
complaints as they had been openly flirting all night. Heather sat her
narrow
ass on Roberts's lap and kept running her fingers through his long hair
and
cooing, Roberts ran his hands up Heather's long legs and murmured into
her
dainty ear. Black stockings showed beneath a shear scarf Heather used
as a
miniskirt. It was smartly tied on one side of her narrow waist. Her
nipples
erected through her thin silk halter. It only had one button done-up on
it,
allowing Roberts great latitude to tweak her nipple as he ran his other
hand
up her shapely legs. Heather gently pressed her sleek ass on his
swelling groin.
	Heather then ran her hand over Roberts's lightly haired chest,
through his
unbuttoned shirt, and pinched his nipples. Roberts soon spread the
halves of
Heather's halter and freed her small hard-nippled breasts; She fed one
of them
to his voracious lips. He tongued and sucked it greedily till it seemed
ready to burst. Pulling her stiff nipple free from his sucking lips,
Heather
unzipped his khaki jeans and carefully extracted his stiff cock.
Kneeling at
his feet, her skirt up around her waist and her slim finger in her
naked
cunt, she looked up into his dark eyes and sucked the tip  of the hard
prick
hungrily. Roberts hauled Heather onto the black leather seat, pushed up
her
short-fringed, scarf mini-dress, spread her legs, pushing them back
till
they almost touched the window behind her, slid her black panty strip
to one
side, and slid his hard cock up her hot cunt with one swift stroke.
	"Oh, Christ. Fuck me up!" she spat. Heather then pulled Roberts's
face down to
hers and tongued him in a sadistic frenzy with the shaft protruding
from her
little tongue. Roberts went wild. He withdrew his shaft from her tight
cunt,
centered it on her rose-petal asshole and deliberately pushed into her
ass-end. Heather started strumming her tiny clitoris rapidly and
started
moaning hysterically until she bleated out her several orgasms.
	By now Ted and Todd had had their stiff dicks fished out of their
pantsand
Annie was stroking and licking Ted's and Kaily was doing the same to
Todd's.
	Todd eventually lifted up Kaily and sat her, in his lap. She
pulled up her
mini-dress, no panties, and worked her bald slit down his stiff boner,
helping her by spreading the tiny lips as she went. She moaned
furiously
while the huge dick spread her tight hole. As much as they had been
fucking
the last few months, Kaily was still too tight to take it easily.
	Roberts, being finished with Heather, watched as the gorgeous
teen model
arched her pliable torso and slid her delectable slit down and around
on
Todd's arrogantly jutting hard-on. In a fit of passion he positioned
himself
behind the goddess's bouncing rump, steadied her and pushed his dick up
her
little asshole nestled between the adorable tanned buttocks.
	Although Kaily had recently turned thirteen, she still had only
had two
cocks in her a few times. Usually Todd and either Linda or one of
Todd's
friends. Last year at school when she was fucking a guy in his car in
the
parking lot, one of his friends would want to fuck her asshole at the
same
time that she had a dick up her cunt, but she always made him wait his
turn.
	But now she marveled at the extraordinary feeling of two thick
slabs of
meat sticking up between her race-horse thin legs into her tight
woman-child
cunt and asshole. The men gripped her by the ass and legs, and bounced
her
lithe body up and down on their stiff cocks.
	"Oh fuuuck. That feels so fucking dreamy, you guys. You like
fucking me?
Huh? Huh? You guys, you like fucking one of the new Know! models,
huh?!?!
She giggled and ran her hands down between her legs and over the part
of
their dicks that wouldn't quite fit into her and then wrapped her
fingers
around their thick fuck-sticks at the junction where they were sticking
up
into her cunt and asshole. The men loved the added friction (not that
it was
required) of her fingers wrapped around their flesh as they sawed their
dicks in and out of the hot slut.
	They had pulled-up to a stop light and one of the side windows
had been
lowered to get some fresh air in the limousine. A red Ferrari pulled up
next
to the open window with two large black men in it while Todd and
Roberts were
bouncing Kaily up and down on their cocks and she was sucking Todd's
tongue.
Their jaws dropped in disbelief at the exhibition. Kaily saw them and
smiled. "Hiya tigers, haven't ya ever seen a girl have a little fun?"
she
tittered and winked, her bare teen-meat breasts bouncing to the
movement of
the two men pounding their swollen cocks into her hairless nether
holes.
"Whereya going?" they asked incredulously as the limo driver pulled
away.
	Roberts reached around Kaily's shoulders pawed the tits that were
stistisg
up above the black leather bustier she had pulled down. He pinched her
cherry-red nipples and Todd stuck out his tongue and licked the nipple.
While
Roberts was pinching it, Kaily went wild and bent her head and tongued
along
with Todd. The heated, lewd action made both Todd and Roberts shoot
their
massive loads into the little girl-model at the same time.
	"Oh Christ, Jesus fuck!" they moaned as they jetted their loads
into the
tight holes her compact booty contained.
	"Oh Fuck! You fufuf' studs. Shoot it up me! That's it, Shoot it
up me!Oh,
Fuck!" She pulled Todd's head to her sweaty cleavage and hugged him
tight.
	After a minute, when all the sex spasms had stopped, she slowly
liftedher
ass from the cocks. As she did, thick streams of their jism steamed
from
both her holes. She caught as much as she could in her thin fingers and
licked it into her pink-lipped mouth.
	"Mmmm" she giggled. She then wiped herself with a towel, pulled
down her
miniskirt and pulled up her bustier so the nipples were barely covered.
 As
they pulled-up to the club she said somewhat haughtily but with a
giggle,
"Let's see what kind of trouble we can get into in here," She then
shimmied
her hot ass out the car and up the walkway, making it apparent that she
did
not intend to be with either of the men who just came in her. Her clit
was
still stiff and this girl was on the prowl.
	"You looked like such a hot, little slut with those two cocks up
you!"
Annie complimented her as they entered the nightclub. "It really made
me
horny. I didn't get fucked yet, you know."
	The club was a madhouse. The manager was expecting Roberts.
Roberts had
purchased the club several years ago and occasionally came by with
several
party girls and other friends. But tonight was special; there was
electricity in the air. A new era had begun at Know! with the signing
of the
dynamic trio of young girl models, and everyone seemed to feel it in
the air.
	As for the girls, they were struttin' it. They had now joined the
highest
echelon of flesh-talent on the planet and they were out to show they
deserved it. And now that the contracts had been signed, nothing they
did
now would change the success they had achieved. Partytime!
	Annie grabbed Kaily's hand, squeezed it, and pulled her out for a
dance to
the throbbing music. The sea of hot bodies parted for them as they took
a
place on a lighted platform and started to move their bodies. Annie's
hip
grinding dance style simulated sex and she drug her hands up her thighs
as
she palpitated her hips to the demanding bass of the Caribbean beat.
Her
black suede hot-shorts were cut several inches above her ass cheeks and
had
a silver zipper that ran down the front of her flat tummy, between her
legs,
and up between her svelte rump cheeks. The small amount of her
tit-flesh
that was untanned, shown clearly through the diaphanous, silk blouse
that
flowed freely from her shoulders to just below the jutting tits. Every
man's
eye in the club was on the two writhing models.
	When the next song started, the two nymphs started grinding their
breasts
against each other and running their hands over each others curvaceous
thighs, buttocks,  and tits. They stuck their little tongues out and
wiggled
them sinuously together. Any man that looked at the lewd display for
more
that ten seconds was bound to get an erection and the women in the club
feigned disgust, but were actually just jealous, knowing that either of
the
girls could easily take any one of their boyfriends. Their boyfriends
would
go even if they knew the truth: the permissive, sexy, slut-girls would
simply use them for their hard cocks before they went on to the next
rendezvous with the next stud. But these girls wanted nothing to do
with
these pathetic islanders.
	After several dances, the girls worked their way through the
crowd of
gaping onlookers over to the bar for a drink. They each ordered a
frosty
papaya daiquiri and were sipping away when they saw two large black
men,
grinning shyly, approaching them.
	"Oh, my God," Kaily exclaimed. "It's those same guys! The ones in
the
Ferrari that saw me when I was getting double-fucked in the limo."
	"Hi, girls, You looked great dancing up there," they eagerly
started the
conversation. Were they from Aruba? No. They were players for the
Rockets
on vacation. Did they follow them to the club? Yes. They admitted they
recognized Annie and Kaily from fashion magazines and other media
coverage
and were big fans. What were they doing later? Nothing without them!
	The two models chatted coquettishly with the very large, dark,
beefy
Negros. Every guy's eye in the place was on the celebrity basketball
stars
and the very provocatively built prepubescent supermodels. The girls
encouraged the Negros by sidling closer, and in fact, Annie reached out
to
the biggest Negro and touched his arm -- as if to emphasize a point in
her
conversation. At that, the Negro stud confidently reached out and put
his
arm about the girl, almost touching her well-displayed nipples and
breasts.
Annie closed the distance and discreetly rubbed them on his arm and
then his
lower chest.  Even though the teen supermodels were tall, they were
dwarfed
by the huge, hulking basketball stars.

	So they told the Todd, Roberts and Heather they would be home
sometime later.
They hugged and kissed them good-bye, and Roberts called for a car for
the
girls. He also discretely ordered several of his security agents to
follow
them and make sure they stayed out of trouble. Of course fucking
certainly
wasn't considered trouble with this crowd.




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From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL 6/7
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:22:51 GMT
Message-ID: <4d9bbr$2ia@ixnews5.ix.netcom.com>

YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL,  6/7,  M/fff

	A large stretch limo awaited the precocous, thirteen year-old
party girls'
exit from the nightclub, each of them on the arms of the big black NBA
stars. The young models rubbed their near bare breasts against the
mens'
arms as they flitted their lithe, and almost obscenely clad bodies to
the
open limo door. As they entered, Annie happily swung her tight ass in
the
clinging, black hot-shorts, with the zipper that ran all the way
between her
legs, as the untanned tips of her pert tits shown through her gauzy
midi-blouse; Kaily flashed the little bare slit between her legs when
her
tiny skirt rode up her slender thighs and delectable asscheeks as she
bent
to enter the limousine. The onlookers tried not to stare, but as with
anyone, they had a terrible time looking anywhere but at the
irresistibly
lewd, young models' hard bodies.
	The big, hulking athletes slid in close behind the vivacious
girls.

	"So, studs, What did you have in mind?" Kaily smiled coquettishly
up at
Rich as she lay back on the padded black-leather recliner with one leg
extended to the floor and the other pulled up to expose her luscious
thigh
flesh and beyond.
	"Well, how would you beautiful girls like a glass of wine over at
our
hotel?" Rich asked as he perused the pubescent beauty beside him.
	"Sounds great," both of the girls cooed.
	The driver was instructed to the big black guys' hotel --  the 
Hilton
Inn. As the car moved away,
	Rich put his arm around Kaily's shoulder and then ran his hand
down her
back to cup one of her pert, little ass mounds, only partially covered
by
the simply nasty, black mini.
	Kaily cooed, "Oh, God that feels good," as she felt his huge hand
cup the
entire cheek of her impecible rounded ass. She felt a wave of lust
envelope
her body as she look down at his black hand contrasting with her golden
tan.
Knowing that she had no panties on added to the prurient thrill; Her
clit
stiffened delectably and she poked her tongue out and circled it around
her
pink lips, signaling to the black stud her sexual excitment.
	With a flick of his hand Rich had slid his hand up under the hem
of the
skirt and pushed it up a bit; Now Kaily's mini-dress was practically up
around her wasp-like waist.
	"Now I like a girl that doesn't wear panties," he guffawed.
"Christ, Mick,
look at this. This is given me some serious hard-on shit. This is some
serious high-class cunt! No offense intended." Rich exclaimed looking
down
at the Lolitaesque figure of the little promiscuous thirteen year-old
girl-model, her slim arms extended up and around her astonishingly
beautyful
head in a clasissic model pose.
	His hands swept up and down her thighs as Kaily slowly spread
them so he
could access the itchy slit between them. As Rich reclined beside her,
she
reached up, stretched her arms around his neck and shoulders, and
pulled his
huge head down and lewdly kissed him open-mouthed.
	When his large Negroid lips touched her little candy-pink ones,
she she
felt overwhelmed by his masculine presence. She grasped his hand and
flagrantly moved it down her gaunt body, over her hard-nippled jutting
breasts, over her hard, flat tummy, and between her spread legs. She
hissed
into his mouth,
	"Oh fuuuuuck. Rub my clit, stud!" She then wantonly folded back
her
curvaceous thighs so he could more easily rub her little panty-less
slit.
She hissed and trembled as the single, black digit placed directly on
her
pink clit brought her almost immediately to a cum. She trembled as she
thrust her hips and trembled.
	"You know, big black guys like you really do it for me, but
Christ. You're
so fucking big, you've got to be careful! OK? Now you won't think any
less
of me if I fuck you now instead of waiting till we get to the hotel,
will
you?" she giggled. She then reached up under her navel-high blouse and
squeezed her own bra-less nipples all the while running her wisp of a
tongue
over her pouting lips and looking Rich shamelessly in the eve.
	"Anything you say little white girl," Rich replied as he quickly
shucked
his slacks and shirt. His cock was fully erected and he was excited to
the
bursting point. Once naked he immediately positioned himself between
Kaily's
spread, naked leg flesh, ran his huge hands over her gauze covered teen
cleavage, massaging the pert, hard-nippled tittie flesh with his big
black
hands. He bent his head down and sucked the pink nipples through the
see-through halter; Kaily ground her lithe chest against his lips,
cradling
his head, as he slobbered on her tits. Pulling himself up, he then ran
his
hands down her nubile body to her narrow hips.
	With both of his huge hands on her hips, he could reach with his
thumbs
around to her moist slit and spread it. He took a position above the
young
beauty and attempted to align his pulsing, black dick at the opening to
her
groove without using either hand. Kaily  immediately pivoted her narrow
hips
back even further and spread her legs wider. She then aided him by
grasping
the mammoth appendage and rubbing it up and down her fleshy, little
pink
slit, testing her capacity to take the throbbing, hard club. Between
his own
pre-cum and her moist hole, there was enough lubrication for them to
attempt
to stick the thing up into the pink place between her legs. Besides,
the
sperm punped into her from the earlier menage a trios in the limousine
still
lingered in the horny girls's sex-holes, so she had little trouble
accommodating the large black prong. He positioned the tip of the cock
against the moist warmth of the little thirteen year old slut's
cunt-slit
and pushed.
	"Aw fuck, You little fuckin' bitch. That feels so motherfuckng'
good,"he
hissed looking into her heavy-lidded light-blue eyes, as his cock-crown
wedged into her moist hole. Slowly he worked his large cock up the
compact
pelvis of the white girl, her face a lurid sneer of carnal, sexual
ecstasy.
	"You're one hot little slut aren't you. You've got one hungry
little animal
cunt on you, don't you. No offense intended." he grinned.
	She pulled his head down to her ear and in an agitated whisper
murmered,
	"Fuck that big, black dick up my little, slut-bitch cunt-hole,
you big
nigger stud, you," and she grabbed his ass-cheeks and pulled him up
into her
cunt as hard as she could. "No offense intended," she giggled.
	As the girl pulled his cock home, Rich bottomed out in the
beautiful white
girls' hairless hole. He knew she had been fucked only an hour earlier;
He
had seen her with two men between her legs in the limosine! The thought
that
his large fuck-tool was wallowing in the juice some other man squirted
in
there accentuated the lewdness of their fornication. He pronged her
repeatedly trying not to shoot too soon. Kaily slithered her probing
tongue
into his mouth. He sucked on it as she flicked it in and out, in and
out --
in a simulation of what his cock was doing in her tight cunt-slit
below.
	The heat of the situation -- the sordid dialogue, the sheer
beauty of the
girl's face and body, and her outragous promiscuty -- spurred him to a
level
of lust he had never before reached. Then he was fucking her as hard as
she
had ever before been fucked. His tool touched places deep inside her
fuck-hole never before touched as her slit tightened again and again in
time
to her orgasms.
	As Rich peaked, he jerked his tool from her tight, clenching
snatch and
started pounding himself as he aimed at Kaily's gorgeous face. She
quickly
lifted her head and took the tip of his gargantuan dick between her
pouting
lips. She sucked and flicked her tongue all around his swelling glans
as he
stroked himself off into her sensual mouth-hole. Torrents of jism
squirted
into her: He bellowed his orgiastic bliss as he popped his huge load
into
the little thirteen year-old model's mouth. Kaily collected his load in
her
mouth and after he finished, she pushed it out and over her pink lips
with
her tongue. It dribbled over her elegant chin and down onto her sharp
nipples poking through the gauze halter. She looked like the most
beautiful
child-whore on earth!
	Kaily giggled and rubbed the cum into her tits as she circled her
lipswith
her tongue to lap up the remainder.
	"Jesus Christ, Mick! I just came harder than I ever came before
in my whole
life," he confessed to his buddy on the other side of the car. He then
leaned over the girl, his face directly over hers, and flicked his
tongue
down and into her panting mouth. Kaily	flicked her tongue out also
and the
pink tasters, one large and thick, and one small, thin and pointy,
writhed
in post-orgasmic bliss.




================================================================================
From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL 7/7
Date: 13 Jan 1996 22:24:16 GMT
Message-ID: <4d9beg$q1@cloner3.netcom.com>






YOUNG MODEL SLUTS FROM HELL,  7/7,  M/fff

	Rich rolled off the slutty model, and across the limousine, in
the dim
light, he could see his buddy, Mick, was also doing well with the other
little, horny, teenage supermodel.	"Christ!" he thought, "How did we get
girls like this to fuck us? The guys on the team'll never believe
this!"
	Mick had undone the zipper on Annie's tight, suede hot-shorts.
The zipper
was unusual in that it ran down her flat tummy, over the high,
prominent
pelvic bone, then it ran between her legs over her sex opening and up
between her small, round asscheeks. The zipper didn't go as high as the
waist, so although it was undone, the hot-shorts clung to Annie's
phenomenal
body. Further, the zipper was made of high-test plastic, so any flesh
rubbing against it was not scratched. Annie liked the design because it
allowed for quick couplings without the need to wear a skirt and it
showed
off her ass to great advantage.
	Annie's body was reclined but her head was propped up by the back
of the
seat so she could see the action in the little gap between her
hot-shorts
that accessed all the important places like her itchy cunt-slit and her
asshole. She noticed that the hot-shorts, even when unzipped, clung to
her
orbulant ass, and her thin, tan thighs, with her nude, hairless crotch
exposed in between. Mick was kneeling before her, and had two big
fingers
stuck up her tight front-hole. Annie was hungrily kissing the guy and
bububg her tight ass up and down on the long digits.
	"Oh, Oh, Oh, Fuuuuck those fingers into me!!," she cried in her
high,
teenaged voice, her supple, spread legs kikikg and bobbing as she
bucked
her incredibly tight ass on the black, leather seat as the limousine
cruised
the dark streets of Aruba--fleeting light from streetlights was the
only
illumination on the copulating couple.
	Mick moved his head from her wet lips down to mouth the pointy
nipplesof
her abundant breasts that shown below her short top he had pushed up
earlier.
	"Oh god. Lick em. Lick em!" she squealed.
	Annie had spent quite some time in the sun before arriving in
Barbadosand
had well-defined suntan lines on both her breasts and also below
running
along the crease between her legs and ass-cheeks. Mick was enjoying
sucking
on the lewd, pink nipples that poked from the incredible breasts: He
found
the contrast between the suntan and the white area around her pink
nippleserotic.
	Rich and Kaily, momentarily satisfied, watched the other couple.
Kaily
asked Rich to turn on a light so they could better see them. Rich said,
"I
have an idea. I've got some flashlights we can point at them." He
handed a
small, gold penlight to Kaily and got one for himself. They flicked
them on
and pointed them at the lascivious couple and giggled playfully.
	Mick and Annie were temporarily startled, but then went back to
their
foreplay. "That puts a little light on the situation." Mick joked
between
sucks on the thirteen year-old's ample tit flesh. Kaily's light was
focused
where his lips met Kaily's nipple. Rich's was below where Mick was
sawing
his fingers in and out of Annie's cunt-hole. The penlights' beams on
the
writhing couple created a pornographic, surrealistic tableau that
quickly
reinvigorated the just-spent couple.
	Mick and Annie both felt like they were on display in some
prurient fish
tank with two lecherous observers: It served to heighten the
promiscuous,
amoral nature of the coupling ; two people, one thirteen, white and
scintilatingly beautiful, the other twenty-six, black and an
exceptional
physical specimen, who met only minutes ago, were primed to experience
fantastic, if absolutely carnal, sex.
	Kaily and Rich continued to shine the lights, moving them from
place to
place on the lewd couple, while they started to rub each other again.
Then
Kaily got up and moved over to the other couple. She leaned over
Annie's
face and frenched her sensual lips vigorously while Mick continued to
lick,
suck and titillate her round, giggling breasts. Kaily moved her head
down to
Annie's tits and joined him, their tongues dueling over Annie's nipple
while
Mick continued to saw his fingers in and out of Annie's slot between
her
widely splayed legs.
	Kaily then reached over and grasped the front of Mick's tented
pants,
unzipped them and carefully extracted his huge member. She gripped it
firmly, stroked its length, and bent and took its tip into her mouth.
Mick,
in turn, grasped Kaily's thin, provocative thigh and slid his black
hand
along it up under her short skirt (it had fallen down after her sexing
with
Rich). Rich's penlight was focused directly on Kaily's thighs while his
best
friend moved his hand up to feel the young, lithe supermodel's slit he
had
just so vigorously fucked. Mick stuck his middle finger up the
tantalizingly
light orifice and watched the sumptuous glow cross Kaily's angelic
face.
	Since Annie had not had sex in the limousine on the way over to
the club,
Kaily had an idea: She would surprise Annie with a double treat.
	"Mick, I've got a good idea. Sit down here and Annie get up for a
minute."
Both complied. After Mick was sitting, Kaily had Annie straddle Mick's
legs,
facing away from him. Annie sat with her thin, tan legs splayed outside
of
Mick's, her orbulant ass-cheeks nestling against his lower stomach
muscles.
Mick's cock was stistisg up between Annie's legs so it looked like
Annie had
a big black cock. They giggled at the sight and then Kaily lowered her
pretty, wet lips to the tip of the black rod and sucked and stroked it
while
Mick groaned. At the same time Annie rubbed her slut-groove along its
prodigious length. Rich, still sitting on the other side of the
limousine,
had his penlight focused on the carnal scene while he stroked on his
own
re-erected big timber. The penlight reflected lewdly off the
spit-slicTeded
length of his buddy's throbbing boner.
	Kaily continued jacking-off Mick with her petite, child-like
hand, but
lifted her head and leaned over Annie's shoulder to Mick's face. She
kissed
him with open-mouthed passion, then whispered in his ear,
	"How would you like to slide this huge fucker up this little
thirteen
year-old whore's asshole?"
	"I think I could handle that!" he replied pulling her mouth back
to his and
sticking his tongue between the beautiful girl's lustful lips, lust
inspired
by her query. She sucked his tongue while continuing to jack him.
	Kaily then frenched Annie again and whispered into her ear,
	"How would you like to get double-fucked by both of these big,
fuckin
nigger studs?" she asked.
	"Ohhh yeah. I'm all go, Honey. You know how horny it made me to
see you get
double fucked by Roberts and Todd," she replied with her long, tan arms
around Kaily's shoulders as they wrestled their tongues together in
lustypassion.
	Kaily again lowered her lips to Mick's dick, sucked momentarily,
and then
she spit some saliva onto her fingers and reached under past Annie's
hairless slit and rubbed the spit on her tiny asshole, all the time
frenching her lewdly.
	"Oh baby, your little hole is so tight. I hope his big ole' prick
willfit
in there." She then wedged her middle finger up the blonde's asshole
while
she voluptuously sucked on her tongue at the same time.
	"OK Honey, Lift up your little ass," She gave Mick's cock one
last suck and
then aligned it with Annie's spit-slicked, finger-fucked asshole. She
rubbed
the stiff cock back and forth, finding the best angle for penetration,
and
then left the couple to their own devices. Annie's asshole slowly
opened up
to accommodate the impossibly big intruder, and bit-by-bit she rode it
down.
Kaily gave Mick's dick a few last licks as it was sinking between
Annie's
little asscheeks and helped him spread her hole around his prong.
	"Oh, Christ. That fucking dick is ripping my asshole! Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah."
Annie bleated. Kaily noticed how lovely Annie looked -- an expression
of
animal carnality on her face, her curvaceous, thin legs splayed and
straining, a small separation between the two halves of Annie's
hot-shorts,
allowing Mick's cock to slide up her tiny anus. Then Kaily knelt back
down
and concentrated her efforts on tonguing Annie's clit and cunt-slot,
getting
her ready for Rich to complete the fleshy double-fuck.
	"Come're stud," she said, turning to Rich. Rich was right there
and Kaily
turned, wrapped her slender arms around his thick neck, nestled her
stiff
pink nipples against his balck muscled chest and frenched him for a
moment.
	"Ya wanna double-fuck this nasty, little bitch, baby?" she
giggled as she
reached down and jacked his revived whanger. Rich had no objection and
Kaily
bent to give his stiffie a good suck before he ran it up the delicious
looking girl splayed before him, her asshole impaled on his best
friend's cock.

	Kaily lined up his cock with Annie's slit, rubbed it deliciously
up and
down her pink, slut-groove, and said, "Stick it up her, stud," and she
sucked his cock and licked Annie's little slit one more time. She
watched
him while he moistened his huge cockhead in Annie's heated, moist slot.
After locking his cockhead into place in the little slit, right below
her
stretched ass opening, he slid neatly right up the excruciatingly tight
channel to the root of his long pole. All three moaned in unison as
Rich's
large prong thrust up the cunt between the thirteen year-old girl's
legs.
Mick could feel the crown of Rich's cock through the thin membrane
between
Annie's asshole and cunt. It ran along the length of his cock as his
buddy
slid up the girl's tight slit right to the top of her uterus. It almost
made
him come to feel his buddy's cock sticking up into the same girl as his
--
especially a girl like this.
	His cock firmly seated, Rich wallowed in Annie's warmth while he
lifted her
by her curvy ass and bounced her up and down on his and his buddy's
lustyprongs.
	"Oh, honey. That's it. That's it. Oh, fuck their so big. Drill
me, baby,
Drill me." Annie was almost senseless and out-of-her-head with the
animal
pleasure she was suffering. She wrapped her beautiful arms around
Rich's
huge torso and her tan, orbulant tits pressed against his pecks as she
tongue-fucked the Negro stud in front of her. He had pulled up her
see-through midi-blouse and was pinching, twisting, sucking and licking
her
erect nipples. The contrast between her golden, tan body and his black
body
made her little clit sing at the top of her tightly stretched slit.
	 Annie took to double-fucking easily, probably because she was
introduced
to it at such a young age by one of her mother's boyfriends and the boy
next
door. They couldn't resist her even though she was only ten at the
time; she
certainty didn't look like you average ten year-old.
	 "Oh, fuck! This is awesome! I can't believe I've got both of
your huge,
fufuf  dicks up me!" She leaned forward and placed her open mouth on
Rich's. That position also gave her a good position from which she
could,
with Mick's help, lever her ass up and down on the two black cocks
sticking
up into her concupiscent body.
	Kaily went back to sucking on Mick's lips and tongue while he
moaned
huskily and levered his stiff dick up into the other thirteen year-old
slut's asshole who sat splayed across his legs. While Kaily continued
her
oral ministrations, she reached down and jacked on the part of Mick's
huge
prong that would not fit into her young girlfriend's asshole.   Mick in
turn
reached his hand over to caress the back of Kaily's incredibly
curvaceous
thigh and ran it up the back of the girl's super-short slut-skirt. He
grasped her little-girl-slut asscheek and poked his finger up her tight
asshole. So her he was, he thought to himself, his cock up one gorgeous
babe
and his finger up another. "Ain't life sweet!" he thought.
	"Oh, fuck, stud! That's it finger-fuck my asshole! Oh, oh, oh,
oh, yeah!
Kaily  exclaimed wholeheartedly as she spread her legs and rode the big
digit squirming in and out of her tight cleft in a horny fit of lust.
	Mick looked down at his huge, black dick sawing in and out of the
nasty,
nubile model's tight ass. The hole was nestled between the most
beautifully
rounded little, tan asscheeks he had ever seen. Running over the widely
stretched asshole and up her asscrack was a thin, white strip of
untanned
flesh where the little tease wore her thong while sunning. The strip
got a
little wider as it approached her waist, and turned into two lines as
it
gracefully circled her waist in a French-cut style.
	Whenever a man saw Annie in her thong, he could not resist
looking at her
incredibly curvaceous ass. Annie was well aware of the immense power
she had
over men and was enjoying its effect on these privileged studs now
plowing
their huge cocks in and out of her two hairless neither holes.
	Meanwhile, Annie was in heaven. Having two huge, black sports
stars
simultaneously fucking both of her holes was like no other fuck she had
ever
had. She was in a place between the ultimate pleasure of impending
orgasm
and the feeling of being impaled on two mammoth pokers digging in and
out of
her guts. She had already had several small comes; the studs could tell
by
the way her holes tightened upon their lust-filled prongs. Now she
understood the expression: The difference between pleasure and pain is
a
fine line.
	She was grinding her nude, tight holes against the stiff prongs
as hard as
she could. The guys continued to lever into the beautiful pubescent
until
the ends of their swollen dicks poked into the beautiful, little
fucking-slut's guts and they couldn't get in any further.
The experience of fucking one of the most luscious girls in the world
made
the cum boil in the guy's swinging balls.
	They changed the rhythm of fucking the girl from each stroking
into her at
the same time, to a syncopation, where they bounced the 100 lb., 5'10"
thirteen year-old supermodel back and forth between themselves. As she
felt
the cock stuck up her asshole withdraw, the cock in her cunt plunged in
to
the hilt. As the cock in her cunt withdrew, the cock in her asshole
plunged
in to the hilt: They were fucking her cuming and going!
	Each of the men could feel the other's cock thrusting in and out
of the
adjacent channel. Knowing that this delicious, white piece-of-ass was
getting pronged by another man at the very same time made the fuck that
much
more carnal to each of the big black studs.
	Annie stopped su su g Rich's tongue and looked down between their
bodies;
The zipper on her skin-tight hot-shorts which previously ran from her
waist
in front, down between her legs and up her ass-cheeks, was all the way
unzipped and yet clung to her thighs, asscheeks and waist accentuating
her
thin, supple body. In fact Annie was wearing everything she had on when
she
met the studs in the disco; only one zipper had been undone. Whenever
any of
the sex partners wanted to stroke her tit-flesh they would simply lift
her
short, thin midi-blouse up from her waist and squeeze the amazingly
firm,
rounded tits with their upthrust, pointy nipples.
	Mick reached around from behind to turn Annie's head and pull her
backto
him so he could face-fuck her erotic mouth with his large tongue. Then
Mick
lowered his hand to Annie's cunt-slit where his buddy was sawing his
throbbing prong in and out of the young supermodel-slut. He rubbed her
clit
rapidly sending her into another hard cum. Her body palpitated and
sagged
against Mick as he continued to deeply french her while rubbing her
clit-bud.
	Then Mick did something he could only explain by the extremely
promiscuous
nature of the sexual atmosphere: He had inadvertently touched his
buddy's
cock while rubbing Annie's clit, and he kind of liked the feeling. So
he
wrapped his hand around the part of his buddy's cock that wouldn't fit
into
the slut on his lap. Rich didn't seem to mind and in fact encouraged
him by
leaning forward and stistisg his tongue into the fray of Mick's and
Annie's
tongues. Finally, Kaily joined them, still with Mick's finger jammed up
her
rear channel, and they had a lewd four-way french mouth-fuck.
	Annie hadn't met these studs but 45 minutes ago, and now, to her
pleasure,
the two, huge Negros had their cocks in both her moist holes and were
playing Ping-Pong with her awesome body. Oh, it made her clit stiff
when she
thought about how promiscuous and slutty she was. She thought about how
much
she loved to fuck and felt so lucky that she could seemingly have sex
with
any man she wanted.
	The Negros -- their names slipped her mind -- had seen Kaily
getting
double-fucked by the two white men through the window of the limousine
earlier in the evening: That must have made them very horny, to follow
them
to the disco where they met. Fortunately for them, Annie and Kaily
loved to
fuck many blacks: They provoked such an animal response in the
lascivious
trollops; It was probably the lure of the forbidden made their little
model-slits moist and wanting something stiff in them when they got
around
big black studs.
	Rich looked down and could see his cock sticking into her cunt
betweenthe
unzipped shorts. He could also see the strip of untanned flesh that ran
over
her now plugged slit, where she wore her tiny bikini bottom: And now
his
buddy had his hand wrapped around his dick too, helping him get ready
to cum
in this incredible thirteen year-old slut. He thought it added a
certain
hedonistic element to the sex so he decided to do the same for Mick.
	It was too much for the two men; The were synchronized in their
movements
when they both planted their poles one last time into the sweet morsel.
Their stiff dicks swelled to their maximum size, their swinging nuts
drew up
tight and they squirted jet after jet into the succulent little
model-whore's stretched holes. They bellowed their pleasure over and
over
again as they had the cum of their lives.
	"Oh Fuck!" all three moaned in unison as they prepared to
"dismount." They
all laughed when they realized they had all said the same thing at the
same
time. Finally the stud's spent dicks were released from Annie's tight,
but
stretched holes.
	"That's what it's all about!" she giggled, her twin holes
streaming out the
torrents cum the Negros had just shot up her. It flowed into puddles on
the
carpet of the limousine.
	Yes, Annie and all her lewd and promiscuous model friends could
look
forward to a marvelous careers. And hey if that didn't work out at
least
they could count on getting well fucked!


