The Pool Party

By s19000

Chapter 4

(M/f, D/s, exhib, reluc, extreme fantasies)

Ron didn't even glance at Timmie, who had just kissed Ron's cock
and was holding his own legs up to expose his penis and his ass.
"How do you like it?" he said to Melodie, who was still lying on
her lounge chair. He reached down and squeezed Melodie's breast
through the fabric of her bikini.

Melodie stood up. "Dirty," she said. "Real dirty."

"Good. That's how you'll get it, as soon as you tell us what's
in your nasty little mind." Ron put his hands on Melodie's ass
and picked her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her
legs around his waist and gave him an open-mouthed kiss.

Melodie's mother had been right when she told Ron that her
daughter was a nasty girl. Melodie had some extreme fantasies
that came to her at night in her bedroom. They bubbled darkly
inside her all the time. In her nastier moments, she thought
about saying them out loud and watching people's faces when they
heard them.

Now she wanted Ron to make her do things while her parents and
their guests watched. She let go of his neck with one arm and
untied her bikini bottom. The suit fell away from her hips,
exposing her pussy to Ron's cock.

"What else do you like?" asked Ron. His swimsuit slipped down as
Melodie worked her body against him, and his cock sprang up.

Melodie gasped as she felt his cock slap against her. "I like
dirty talk. Talk to me."

"You mean I should call you a fifteen-year old piece of ass?"

"Yes." Melodie squirmed in Ron's grasp, trying to get his cock
inside her.

"You mean I should say you're a slut who needs cock all the
time?"

"Yes... Aahh!" Melodie felt Ron's cock thrust into her cunt. "Oh,
God. I love it." She began moving her hips to fuck the cock into
her.

"You're such a slut, I don't even have to fuck," said Ron,
"because you do all the work."

"That's because I need it."

"Everyone can see you fucking."

"I want them to see."

"But they can't see everything, can they? They can't see what
goes on in your dirty head."

"They don't care." Melodie bounced up and down in Ron's arms,
moving her hips in circles as she fucked.

"Sure they do. And you want to tell them, don't you?"

"Yes. No! Just fuck me. They want to watch us fuck."

"I think they want to know everything about you. I think they're
worried that one of their little girls might turn into someone
like you."

"No they aren't. They just want to see you fuck me until I can't
think." Melodie pressed her head against Ron's shoulder and kept
moving her hips.

Ron's hands stopped Melodie's humping. He moved her shoulders
back until he could look in her eyes. "You're going to tell."

"No."

"Yes. You've been hiding the truth about yourself, but you
really want to tell. The stuff you do with Timmie, that's just
part of what's inside you. You act like you're just a hot little
piece, like your friends at school, but that's not true, is it?"

"No."

"You're much nastier than they are, aren't you?"

"Yes. Now let's fuck."

"No. First you're going to tell all about yourself, the way you
want to."

Melodie closed her eyes and whispered, "I want to tell, but I
don't want to. Everyone will hate me if they know the things I
think about. Can't I just tell you? I bet you wouldn't care."

"No one will hate you. They're all hiding stuff, too. Besides,"
Ron thrust his cock up into Melodie. "If you don't tell, I won't
fuck you. Now let go of my neck." He lifted Melodie off his
cock, lowered her to the pool deck, and turned her around.

Melodie saw her mother and father and their guests watching her.
If she told them about herself, they would tell others. Soon all
her friends would know, and her teachers, and all the boys at
school. But how else could she find other people who were as
nasty as she was? She felt her reluctance start to fade away.
She began to want to tell, and the thought of telling excited
her.

"Take off your top," Ron said, "And let them see you naked."
Melodie pulled off her bikini top and dropped it.

"Show these people what you're all about. Take my cock in your
hands." Melodie reached back, took Ron's cock, and tried to put
it in her cunt. "Not yet," he said. "Just keep holding it while
you tell everyone about yourself."

Melodie looked around again. Gail, her mother, and Leo, her
father, were off to one side. Their new friends, Heather and
Justin, stood next to them. Frank and Sammie were coming from
one of the dressing rooms. Other people were holding drinks and
talking to each other as they looked at her.

"Tell them what you want to do," said Ron.

"I want to put your cock back in my cunt."

"I don't know. Maybe you're not nasty enough for me. I might
want to fuck someone else."

"But I need it."

"You're just a girl. I think I'd rather fuck a woman who's
honest about what she's really like."

A new thought made Melodie shiver with excitement. If she told
about herself, maybe people would only want her around when they
wanted to fuck her. The idea was so nasty, she opened her mouth
and started to talk. "Look at me," she said to the people
watching her. "All I want to do is fuck. I want him to let me
put his cock in my cunt."

 "Tell everyone about these," said Ron. He pinched one of the
hard nipples that stuck out from the mounds of Melodie's
fifteen-year old breasts.

"Those are my tits."

"What kind of tits are they?" He pulled on the nipple.

"They're slut tits. They need to be felt up and pinched and
pulled."

"What happens then?"

"I get hot, and I want to fuck."

"I thought you always wanted to fuck."

"I do, but when someone plays with my tits, I want to fuck even
more."

"Oh. I didn't think that was possible." Some people laughed. Ron
traced Melodie's mouth with his finger. "What's this?"

Melodie moved her head, trying to trap Ron's finger with her
glistening lips, so she could suck it. "It's my mouth. It's made
to suck cocks."

"Good. That's how your mouth should be. You have a hole back
here that people can't see right now," Ron said, fingering her
ass. "Tell them about it."

Melodie pressed her ass back against Ron's finger, and it
slipped inside her. Feeling it move around just inside the
opening of her ass made Melodie hotter, and the hotter she felt,
the more she wanted to tell. "It's my asshole. It's round, so
cocks can go in it." She paused, and then she said in a rush, "I
have a rubber cock in my room, and I push it up my asshole."

"Where does a young girl like you get a rubber cock?"

"My mother gave it to me. Sometimes I put it in, then I go to
dinner. All during dinner, while my family is talking and
eating, I squirm around and feel it in my ass."

"Hmmm. What's this?" Ron fingered her cunt.

"It's my fucking cunt that needs something in it every day."

"Do you put rubber cocks in your fucking cunt?"

Melodie pushed her hips out, trying to get Ron's fingers inside
her cunt. She was excited from telling about herself, and she
wanted to tell more. "All the time. In my bed, in the bathroom,
everywhere. I love it."

"Do you watch yourself in the mirror?"

"Yes. I watch my cunt open up when I put one in. Then I watch
myself fuck it in and out. I have another one, too, that's
really long. It's too long for my cunt. When I push it all the
way in, it's still sticking out of me. I pull my panties up to
hold it inside, and I walk around my room looking in the mirrors
so I can see the end pushing my panties out. That's how dirty I
am.

"And I imagine things, too. At night, when I'm all alone and no
one knows. Things I haven't done. I see them in my head. I
shouldn't tell about those things, should I? You're not going to
make me tell about them?"

"You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes."

"Tell."

Melodie squirmed. She was going to tell things she had been
ashamed of since the first time she thought of them, things that
made her so ashamed she tried not to think of them again. The
thought of doing it made her nipples puff up and her cunt swell.
She was going to tell things she thought of in the middle of the
night, when she had a finger in her cunt and another up her ass.
At night, she thrashed about on her bed, rolling from side to
side, and thought of even nastier things. Then she would cum on
her hands, burying her face in her pillow to muffle her cries.

Now, she wanted to tell all the things she thought about. "Oh,
god," she said. "Here's one. I imagine I have a machine, and I
attach a rubber cock to the end of it and it fucks my cunt for
hours and hours, and I cum and cum and cum. I'm tied down, and I
can't do anything about it, so I just keep cumming even when I
don't want to any more. And, oh! I'm going to tell. I want
everyone to hear. This is what happens then. It's so nasty, I
love it. While the machine fucks me, I need to piss, and I piss
right around the rubber cock. Then I lie in my bed in a pool of
piss because that's how nasty I am, and people forget all about
me and the cock keeps fucking me and the piss gets cold and
that's just how I should be, lying in piss while I'm fucked by a
machine that doesn't care."

She looked up at Ron. "Is that nasty enough?" But Ron just
looked back at her and waited. After a moment, Melodie turned
back to her parents and their guests and started talking again.
"Oh, fuck. I'll bet you'll never want to see me again after I
tell this, but this is what I think of next. The cock keeps
fucking me while I lie in my piss, and after a while I need to
shit, but I can't get up because I'm tied down, so I shit right
in my bed and lie there in my turds. I cum and cum because it's
so nasty and I love being nasty. And then, oh, I can't stand
it."

Melodie began playing with her pussy. "See me, mother? See how
I'm doing myself? I have to because I'm so nasty and I love to
be nasty and I want you to know how I have the biggest cum of
all. Oh, it's so nasty. I'm lying there, and you come in and
take one of my turds and put it in my mouth and I eat it because
that's the kind of girl I am, a nasty girl who should be fucked
while she eats her own shit."

Melodie's eyes glazed over, and her body writhed in Ron's arms
as she came on her hand. On the pool deck, men were jacking off
and women had their hands between their legs. Some couples were
fucking. Off to the side, a woman had her head buried in another
woman's crotch. After a moment, Melodie looked up at Ron again.
"Will you fuck me now?"

"Maybe soon," said Ron. "But your mother sent me over to you. Do
you have anything else you want to tell her?"

Melodie's mother was standing at the front of the crowd with a
drink in her hand. "Oh, mother," said Melodie, her hand still
between her legs. "I need it so bad. I need you to treat me like
the dirtiest nastiest thing in the world. I need for you to make
me do things. Awful things. Things I haven't even thought of.
Don't wait until I'm older. Start today. Use me. Give me to your
friends. Whore me out. Feed me piss and shit. Make me fuck
animals. Please, mother. Please!"

Gail smiled. "Well, maybe," she said. "It does seem like you
want it."

Melodie arched her body, trying to get Ron's cock inside her.
"Fuck me now," she said.

"Wait a minute," said Ron. "Before I fuck you, do you have
anything to say to your father?"

Melodie looked at her father. All her restraint had gone, and
words came up from the darkest parts of her and babbled out of
her mouth. "Father," she said, "I know I'm just a nasty little
girl that no one could ever want, but I need you to fuck me so
much. Any time, anywhere, in front of anybody. Fuck me at
dinner. Fuck me when you drop me off at school. Fuck me any time
you want to. I need your cock inside me. Bend me over and fuck
my ass. Make me suck you off before you go to bed. Wake me up if
you need a piece of ass. I'll do anything. And if you don't want
me, I'll bring my friends over for you to fuck. I know teenage
girls with big tits, if you want that. Or twelve-year olds
who'll suck your cock. And if you get tired of girls, I'll bring
you boys. Boys like Timmie who want cock. I'll even give you
Timmie if you want him. But fuck me first, because I'm nastier
than any of them. Come into my room in the middle of the night,
when I'm asleep and it's dark and I can't even tell who it is.
Pull up my nightgown and pull down my panties and pound me into
the bed."

Melodie stared at her father, but her eyes were blank. Telling
her dirtiest thoughts had filled her mind with sex and lust, and
she had lost all control. Tears ran down her face, and her nose
was running. She was sweating and drooling. One of her hands
moved frantically between her legs, and the other was pulling
and twisting one of her breasts. She fell to her knees as she
fucked herself, and piss ran out of her and over her hand and
splashed on the pool deck.

"You want to know how really nasty I am?" she said to her
father. "You want to know? This is the worst. At night I fuck
myself with my rubber cock and pretend it's you. I imagine you
come into my room and climb on top of me. You completely cover
me with your big body so I'm pressed into the bed and I can't
breathe. You fuck me and fuck me and I cum and cum, but I can't
breathe and you fuck me until I run out of air, and I cum, and I
die. Isn't that nasty? Isn't that even nastier than eating shit?
Fucked by my own father until I die. I have my biggest cum ever,
and then I die. But don't tell me, Father. Don't tell me if
you're going to do that, because if you don't tell me, then I'll
never know. Each time you fuck me, I won't know if it's the
time. I'll cum so hard. It's so hot. I already cum so much every
time I think about it. So don't tell me!"

"I always try to do what my little girl wants," said Leo,
smiling. "So I promise I won't tell you what I'm going to do to
you."

People were fucking all around the pool deck. Grunts, cries, and
curses filled the air as Melodie's mother and father watched Ron
grab their fifteen-year old daughter's hips, pull her up, and
ram his cock into her. Melodie worked herself on the cock as
though her whole body was a cunt. She cried out as she came, a
moaning scream that rose and fell as it echoed across the pool.
Then Ron came inside her, filling her with spurt after spurt of
his sperm, until it ran out of her onto the pool deck.

Gail turned to Leo and said, "Let's fuck." They smiled at each
other and walked off toward the house, holding hands.

Ron let go of Melodie's hips and stepped back, pulling out of
her. He tucked his cock into in his suit, and walked to the bar
to get a drink.

Melodie fell to her knees again. She gasped and wheezed as she
watched people fuck in front of her. Her hair stuck to the tears
and sweat that coated her face. Cum ran down her legs. Her
swollen nipples puffed out from her bruised breasts, and she
couldn't stop licking her lips. But inside, she felt calm. Calm
and empty. No more hiding. No more fucking herself in the dark.
She was on her knees in public in the daylight, and her cunt was
full of cum, but her head was calm and the dark places inside
her were empty. She had told people what she was, and she felt
good.

She climbed onto her lounge and lay back. After a moment, Timmie
knelt in front of her, pushed her legs apart, and began eating
Ron's cum out of her cunt. Melodie hadn't given him permission,
but she didn't care any more. From that moment, as far as she
was concerned, Timmie could do anything he wanted. And anyone,
including Timmie, could do anything they wanted to her. She
hoped they would.
 
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