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Marie (m/f, f/f, cons/nc, ins), Part 6
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
MARIE
CHAPTER SIX
I opened my eyes wide and looked up. A hard dick was throbbing
above my head. I looked up farther. It was Vernon.
"I mean, Vernon is ready if you are."
To one side stood Ellen, juice coating the insides of her
thighs and matting her thatch of thick pubic hair.
"But you -- "
"Believe me, honey, Vernon is always ready! You won't wear him
out!" She laughed. "Besides, Vern's been telling me he was wanking
off last night imagining what you'd be like and that just made him
hotter with me. Have fun -- I'm going to get some beers!"
Vern started to kneel but Ike told him to back off; he didn't
want Vern's balls right over his face. I crawled off Ike and looked
a question at him.
"It's okay with me," he said, "as long as you don't freeze me
out!"
"No chance."
Ike grinned and winked.
I knelt upright and pulled Vern's dick into my mouth., I
tasted his juice and Ellen's on it. I didn't mind the taste, and
the idea of it turned me on even more. Ike got himself on his back
again and slithered forward till he had his face between my legs.
He pulled my butt down till my cunt was in his mouth and started
licking and sucking me some more. That just made me lick and suck
good ol' Vern even more urgently. It wasn't long before my lips had
Vern moaning and Ike's tongue had me moaning.
Vern wanted to do it doggy style, which was new to me. Ike
scuttled out of the way and Vern turned me onto my hands and knees
and knelt behind me. My cunt was dripping and his cock was hard and
he rammed right into me and started pounding. Ike stayed out of the
way except to reach out and play with my nipples a little.
Vern was hanging onto my hips and slamming into me and I was
just rotating my bottom so his cock was always hitting in different
places. I came a couple of times and then my arms just wouldn't
hold me up any more, so I let my shoulders go down flat on the
mattress. At that angle, Vern got even deeper into me. Then I felt
his finger at my butt, but I was so busy cumming I didn't protest
and to my surprise, it didn't hurt when it slid inside. In fact, I
came some more, because it closed my cunt more around his cock --
as if my cunt wasn't tight enough already!
But that extra tightness and my cumming put Vern over the edge
and he came in me and pulled out. My butt settled onto my heels and
I crouched them, just savoring the little aftershock orgasms. I
looked up wide-eyed at the sounds of movement in the brush around
us and saw most of the other kids were there. A few were couples
busily coupling, but a lot of the others were just watching.
Ike was sitting crosslegged a few feet a way. His gorgeous
cock was stiff again. "I want you again," I croaked.
"Are we letting her join?" someone -- Reenie -- asked aloud.
"I guess so," Ellen answered.
"Yeah," said Ike. "Let's do it."
"What -- ?" I asked.
"You want to do it again?" Ike asked.
"Oh, yesss...."
"It won't be my turn though. Okay?"
"Turn?"
I suddenly understood.
He was watching me. The thought of all those cocks -- !
I reached between my legs and rubbed my pussy. "Do me," I
whispered.
Ike nodded to whoever was behind me, who then knelt, lifted my
hips and fit his cock into me. I was plenty wet on my own and had
two loads dumped in there and he slid right in. I groaned and kept
my hand on my clit as he pumped my. I came again, a couple of
times, then he did, too, and then someone else was sliding into me.
"See, there's not many people our age on the island," Ike was
explaining. He was stroking his cock and watching me get fucked
at the same time -- and he was talking as if he were explaining how
to change a tire. "Reenie and I went together when we were twelve--"
"And went -- and went --" Reenie said, and laughed.
"But then I got mixed up with Helene and she started messing
with Vern and then I got mixed up with Jill and she started
throwing it to Bobby and Vern was doing it with Helene. And what
was funny was we didn't stay jealous very long. When Bobby popped
Ellen, she went and talked to Reenie and Reenie said it was okay
and pretty soon, none of us really got jealous when whoever we were
going with started messing with someone else -- from our group."
The guy behind me came in me. Ike paused, watching me cum. I
couldn't believe this was happening.
"But someone came in here about two years ago -- "
"Me!" called a pudgy girl. Doris, I think her name was.
"And she got all upset when Vern -- "
"Who else?" Ellen cracked.
"Went for an old-times'-sake roll with Helene. So Vern had
this great idea and explained it to her."
"And now," said Reenie, kneeling beside me and caressing my
face as I came yet again, "if someone new wants to play with any
of us, you have to play with all of us. Helps keep anyone from
getting possessive." She trailed her fingers down and trilled her
nails over the side of my breast where it was pressed out by my
weight on it. I shivered and came again.
My cunt was vacant and I resented it. "More, please?"
"Maybe it'd be better if -- well, I'd really like to be sucked
off," someone said. "Do you mind?"
"I want to cum some more, too," I said.
"No problem," said Reenie. She rolled me onto my side and
started kissing and licking my cunt. Another pair of lips started
kissing my butt and then a tongue was burrowing in between. "You
have such a pretty little ass," Ike said from behind me.
"Okay?" said a voice as I shivered through another orgasm from
what Reenie was doing. A boy -- Bobby -- was laying on his side so
his cock was presented to my mouth. It was enormous, as long as
Roger's, but even thicker. I got most of the head in my mouth
and sucked as hard as I could, considering my concentration was
being ruined by the mouth on my cunt and the tongue tracing my ass,
and the hand -- Reenie's -- that had come up to caress my tits.
I put one hand on the shaft of Bobby's cock. I couldn't close
my fingers around it. I pumped and stroked though, and it wasn't
long before he was cumming. He'd been so sweet about it that I kept
sucking when he flooded me with that hot, thick custard, and
swallowed as much as I could. He came a lot and the idea of what I
was doing drove me higher. I was absolutely stoned on sex.
I don't know how many times I came that night. I do know that
I passed out a couple of times but -- I was told -- I kept cumming
even then. A couple of the girls ate me out and I ate them out and
Vern stuck his tongue into my butt as much as he could. Most
of the other girls got fucked, too. I know I fucked all the guys at
least twice and some came back for thirdsies. And I loved every
minute of it.
For a while, I was getting fucked from behind by one guy
while I sucked another one. After a bit I was too far gone to suck
much, so I just let them move their cocks between my lips and when
the one in my cunt came, the one in my mouth would move back there
and another cock would be presented to my lips. Bobby, of course,
came in my mouth every time. At one point I was being fucked from
behind while I ate Reenie. That was so exciting it almost makes me
cum just to think about it, especially since at the same time, she
was sucking off -- who else? -- Bobby.
Then came the most memorable part of all. Someone -- I think
it was Walt -- pulled out as he was cumming and dumped his goo all
over my butt. He held his cock right against my anus, not trying to
probe, and let it squirt right on the opening. I didn't understand,
but at that stage I wouldn't have understood instructions for
dialing a telephone number. All I knew was that I was cumming
almost constantly and I never wanted it to stop. My mouth was
tired, my pussy was sore, but I wanted more!
I got it. Oh, boy, did I get it!
Ike lay on his back beside me and pulled me on top of him. He
kissed me on the mouth, long and deep, right into all the sperm
(mostly Bobby's) that had been dumped there as if he could care
less, as if what mattered was kissing me. my legs slipped apart and
I felt his cock against my thigh. I scooted down a little and he
slid into me and I groaned as I settled down on it.
I had my arms around his neck and was pressed flat against
him, just our hips moving and me, of course, cumming, when I felt
someone kneeling back there. I felt a hard dick against my ass and
knew what was coming. I wasn't sure but --
"Are you ready for this?" Ike asked.
"Anything," I whispered. Ike nodded and pulled my ass cheeks
apart and pulled me down onto him.
"I've been wanting that beautiful little ass of yours since I
first saw you," Vern said from behind and above me.
Ike stayed still in my cunt -- which was not staying still on
him -- as Vern put the head of his dick against my tight little
butt-hole. I stiffened, not sure about the discomfort. I tried to
relax and open my butt and Vern pressed down and in a little. As my
anus was forced open, my pussy squeezed Ike's dick and it twitched
inside me. That felt good -- all the better for the extra
compression.
"Do it, Vern," I croaked as loud as I could. "But slow and
easy." For the moment, my orgasms had stopped.
Vern did it. He pushed a little more. I thought my ass was
going to split -- and then the head of his dick popped past the
sphincters.
"Hold it right there for a minute," I gasped. I could feel the
two dicks, hard and ready and eager. I tried to relax again, with
little success, but after a few seconds I whispered, "Slow and
easy."
Vern did it just that way, too -- slow and easy. But also
nonstop. His implacable shaft slid steadily into me, probing deeper
and deeper. I was grateful now for the load Walt had shot on my
ass; it lubricated Vern's prick for the tight passage it was
spreading. When he was halfway in I started groaning, a long sound
that continued till I felt his pubic hair against my butt.
"Just hold still for a minute, both of you, 'kay?"
"Sure, baby," Ike said and kissed the top of my head.
I moved my hips just a little, kind of an experiment. It
didn't hurt but it wasn't comfortable yet, either. But I could feel
those two hard young pricks buried to the bone in me, pressing
against each other through the little membrane separating the
parallel channels. I felt absolutely stuffed, fore and aft.
"Careful, now," I said.
Vern moved a little, maybe a half-inch, but I felt it as if it
was a foot. I also felt the way it moved the compression of my cunt
on Ike's dick, which twitched in response and sent a little shudder
of pleasure through me. Ike moved his hips a little so his dick
slid halfway out, then he pushed it all the way back in again.
"You're so tight!" he gasped at me. "I don't think I can hold
it!"
I kissed his nipple and nipped it lightly with my teeth.
"Don't hold it," I said. "Fuck me hard."
Well, he did, but Vernon thought I'd been talking to him, too.
He pulled back till his glans was hung up on my sphincter and then
he rammed into me. I bit Ike's chest -- tasted blood -- trying to
stifle my scream. My cunt and ass tightened on both pricks.
Ike was fucking in and out of me like a madman, moaning about
how tight and hot and wet I was. Vern pulled back again and drove
his cock into my ass. Again I bit Ike's chest and Vern moved
faster and faster and then, suddenly, I started to have an orgasm.
It was amazing, like breaking through to someplace new! I came
and came and came and those two hard young cocks pumped me from
both sides, stretching and reaming me and filling me. Vern fell
flat atop me, adding his weight to mine on Ike, and flailed away,
fucking my ass with short, hard little strokes as if he were
pumping a cunt. Ike was sawing his longer dick in and out of my
cunt. At one point they were syncopated, one moving in while the
other moved out. Then they were coordinated, plundering my little
body in unison.
And I kept cumming and cumming, uncontrollably, sobbing and
whimpering.
Then Vern started shaking. "I'm gonna cum, buddy!" he gasped.
"Both -- cum -- in me -- " I choked out between spasms.
That did it for Ike, too. Both of them began pumping in short
little strokes, violent strokes, pounding their swelling, twitching
dicks into me as far as they'd go, which seemed pretty damn far.
Then Vern -- and then Ike -- hunched against me. I could feel two
sets of balls against my thighs, two pubic mats against me, and
then, two cocks jerking and throbbing and flooding me. I felt
Vern's juices flooding my bowels and I felt Ike's cock swelling in
my cunt and knew he was spurting in there and all the orgasms and
horniness rolled up inside me and let go at once. I locked up,
frozen, between and around them and came harder and harder and
harder, a single orgasm that just kept getting more intense. With my
cum-drenched little body sandwiched between the two big sixteen-
year-olds, I just kept cumming until, finally, everything was one
big orgasm and I knew nothing but orgasm and then I knew nothing,
'cause
I finally passed out -- cold.
When I came to, I was a sandwich again, but no one was inside
me and I felt firm, lush breasts against my back. Reenie whispered,
"Are you okay, sweety?"
I nodded against Ike's shoulder. I couldn't do much more than
that at the moment. Vern put one of the sheets over us, against the
cooling night air. My pussy still throbbed, but my butt was numb.
"Some of us have tried doing that," she said. "Ellen liked it
a lot. But I've never seen anyone cum like that, not that way." She
shivered. Her nipples were stiff against my bare back. I wriggled
against her. She had one hand on my belly. Ike kissed my ear. I
felt utterly content for the first time. Thoroughly fucked,
thoroughly sated and now, loved and hugged and valued and caressed
and cuddled.
Ike and Reenie and Vern and Ellen helped me get myself cleaned
up and put together. We sat around and rested. Reenie and Ellen got
me back to the house around midnight. Everyone else in the house
was asleep, which was fine by me.
That was the first time I'd pulled a train and it was the last
for quite a while. During the rest of the two weeks, I got into
some more group scenes, once with Helene and Reenie -- as nice as
it was, I missed cocks -- and once with Ike and Reenie, at Reenie's
house when the rest of her family was on a shopping expedition on
the mainland. That was really nice. I think my favorite thing was
laying on top of Reenie, licking her sweet, luxurious cunt while
she sucked and nibbled my almost-hairless little slit -- and Ike
sawed his hard dong slowly in and out. I came constantly, but it
was wonderfully gentle waves of ecstasy and left me revived rather
than enervated. Give me a couple -- male and female -- any time.
Bobby and I got it on alone once, and after I'd sucked him off
twice, I asked if he ever wanted to just plain ol' fuck. He said,
Sure, but he wasn't sure about my being able to take his thick
dick. Well, with patience and perseverance, I did, he did and it
was fine -- but I was sore for two days, inside and out.
When we got on the ferry back to Port Clinton, Mom and Dad
said they were glad I'd made some friends so I wasn't bored. Even
then I recognized the pun.
Alexis cried and Jeanne was silent and the boys were cranky
and I was just, well, contented.
The islanders and I wrote occasionally, but island kids tend
to leave as soon as they can; there's little future there. In later
years I encountered a few of them. Ellen became a Moonie after Vern
was killed in 'Nam and Reenie had joined a commune somewhere in
Vermont. Ike was killed by a drunk driver on the Ohio Turnpike,
near Elyria. Most of the others vanished from my life, but left me
with an absolutely lovely set of memories.
I did get another shot at Roger that summer and tried to
buttfuck him -- it was near his birthday -- but he stopped before
half his fat prickhead was in me. "I want to get in your butt,
baby," he said, "but not when it'll put hurtin' on you." We found
some enjoyable alternatives.
That was over Labor Day Weekend. Then my eighth and last year
in the prison school started. That was the year Ed Sautter
started the photography club at the high school and I became a
star.
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