This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com ================================================================================ 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 -- Ann Douglas ================================================================================ 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 ================================================================================ 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 ================================================================================ 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 ================================================================================ 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 Message-ID: <4d9biq$up@cloner3.netcom.com> 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 ---------- ================================================================================ 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. ---------- ================================================================================ 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. ================================================================================ 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 Message-ID: <4d9b99$23s@ixnews8.ix.netcom.com> 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(*** ) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories 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. ================================================================================ 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. ================================================================================ 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! ·