Message-ID: <7618eli$9801211625@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Sxjames Subject: New Story, ELP: "House of Joy" (MF, Mff, pedo) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: I am not the author, just the posting agent for Emerson Laken-Palmer. Any comment (good or bad) should be directed to Sxjames@aol.com and I will see that he gets them. You may contact Emerson directly at Detroit Online BBS. ---------------- cut here ---------------------------------------------- The House of Joy by Emerson Laken-Palmer It was in 1984 that I visited New Orleans. I have never forgotten that visit. I never will. I was selling electronic components for a Chicago manufacturing firm. I had seen several clients at some small companies and one of the sales reps told me to stop in and see Lester Plateau at Com-America company. Lester was a fat, balding, middle aged man and he greeted me, at his office door, with a fatty handshake. "Mr. Robbins," he said, "I am powerful glad to meet 'ya!" I let go of his hand and sat at the chair he was gesturing to. "Nice to meet you too," I said. "Earl told me 'bout you," he said, as he lit a large cigar and sat down at his desk. "Yes. I visited him this morning. Are you interested in components?" Lester laughed thick smoke. "Naw! I SELL components, son! I make 'em and sell 'em all over the world!" "Really," I said. "Well, I don't make 'em. I have the chinks make 'em. But I DO sell 'em and I need a good man, on my team, to help me." I raised my eyebrows. He leaned on his desktop and smiled. His teeth were perfect. (Dentures?) "Do I mean you?" He laughed. "'Course I do! Hell, I heard you brought in four accounts down here!" I smiled. "It was five." Lester laughed again and beat his desk top with his fatty hands. "There 'ya go, son! I like that! You got a good sales manner, son." "Well," I said, "I do alright." "'Course 'ya do!" he said. "So how 'bout it?" I was taken aback by the big, jolly man. I was down here to see a few clients and go home. I wasn't job hunting. I wasn't even thinking about leaving my company or Chicago. And Denise and the kids. She had a nice job and they were in school and doing well. Moving to New Orleans and starting a new job, that wouldn't be easy on any of us. I told Lester my thoughts. "Aw, come on, son! A offer like this don't come 'round every day!" "Well......" "Lookie here!" he said. "You don't have to tell me nothin' now. Let me show you 'roun the Big Easy tonight and then you tell me in the mornin' if you want to go back up to those igloos in Cha-cah- go!" I had to laugh, at what he said and his accent. But what the heck? I didn't have to get back tonight and this man seemed friendly (and rich) I bet he could show me a pretty good time. "Deal!" I said and he stood up and reached for my hand and shook it hard again. He arranged a car to take me back to my hotel and I showered and dressed for a night on the town. He said he would pick me up at six and he did. We went to a great Creole restaurant and then to a nice bar with a quiet jazz band. "Good music, huh?" Lester said as he lit a cigar to go with his third Manhattan. "You bet!" I responded. "You know, there's nothing better, in life, than good food, good drink, good music and great pussy!" I laughed. "Well, we've had the first three....." "Well son... you're gonna' get the last one too!" "Oh," I said, "that's okay Mr Plateau......" "You call me Les!" "..Les... See, I'm married and....." Lester patted my back. "Married! Yeah! And you don't want to cheat on the little woman back home." "Well that's kinda the idea." "Son, there's cheatin' and there's foolin' 'round." "Well....." Lester could never be interrupted. "Now, cheatin' is when ya' got some piece a ass on t' other side a town that Misses, she don't know 'bout." Lester smiled. "Foolin' 'round, that's different. That's when some pussy comes your way by happenstance and the Misses is just better off not knowin' 'bout it!" "Yeah, I got the idea.... but hookers...." Lester put his hand up. "Hookers? You talkin' 'bout dem whores?" "Well, weren't you?" Lester took a big gulp of booze and then a long toke of stogie. "Whore's, son, is pussy 'ya pay for. Ain't no good ta' pay some woman ta' fuck 'ya! Ain't worth it! She don't give a shit so the pussy's no damn good! Naw, son. That ain't foolin' 'round that's worth goin' behind your woman's back!" I looked at his big face with curiosity. "Son, I'm takin' you to "The House of Joy"! That ain't no regular pussy parlor. That's a very secret, special place that only the very rich and important people can go to (or even know about)! Ya' gotta' JOIN to enter that place and take part in the special things that go on there!" Lester finished his drink and loudly set the empty glass on the table. "I AM a member!" He got up. "And I can get YOU in!" He got up and I followed him out to his limo. He told the driver where to take us and we drove to the suburbs of the city. The car pulled up to a large house and let us off. Lester led the way to the door where an older woman, in a maid's uniform, answered. She recognized him right away and we were let in to a large entry room with a hanging, crystal chandelier. I looked around. The place looked like the home of a rich person. It had none of the appearance that one would associate with a whore-house. A younger woman (maybe in her thirties) came in, dressed elegantly in evening attire. "Ahh, Mr. P!" she said, in a friendly voice. "It's so nice to see you again. It's been a while." Lester took her hand and elegantly kissed it. "How-do, Marie?" He gestured to me. "This here's my good friend Mr. Robbins... Mike!" She took my hand. "How do you do, Mike? I hope you enjoy yourself while you are our guest." She smiled warmly as she spoke and then she turned and snapped her fingers. "Tanya!" she called, and a very cute girl, dressed in a French maid's uniform, came quickly in. "Take Mr. Plateau to room 16 and Mr. Robbins to room 18." The girl bowed to the woman and turned to us. "Follow me, please," she said and she took us through the door that she had used to come in and down a long hallway with many numbered doors. "We are so happy to see you again," she said to Lester, "I hope you have a very good time." She stopped in front of the door marked 16 and opened it for Lester. "Here you are Sir." "Is Kelly engaged tonight?" Lester asked. The girl smiled at him. "Kelly is always available for you Sir." Lester rubbed his hands together and smiled at me. "I'll come an' look in on 'ya!" he said and he went into the lighted room, closing the door behind him. "This way, sir," the girl said and she led me to the very next door and opened it. It was a very elegant bedroom with gold filigreed red wallpaper and gold drapes. The carpet was burgundy and lush. There was a king-sized bed in the room and a plush, red sofa. There was also a well stocked liquor caddie. "Your hostess will be in a moment, Sir." Tanya closed the door. Hostess? It seemed as though I were back in the classy restaurant we visited earlier. What kind of whore, I wondered, would call herself a hostess? I made myself a scotch and soda and sat down on the bed to drink it and wait. After only a few minutes, the door opened and a strikingly pretty girl, with auburn hair and blue eyes came in. She couldn't have been more than 20 years old. She was wearing a very short nurses uniform with white stockings who's tops ended an inch below the hem of her skirt so that I could see the pale skin of her thighs. "Mr. Robbins?" She smiled. This wasn't going to be so hard to do, I told myself. "Yes." "I'm Deanie," she announced. "I'll be your hostess for the evening." I felt a little awkward. This girl was much too young and far too pretty for me to fuck. She came directly over and stood in front of me. "You haven't been here before, have you Mr. Robbins?" "No," I said in a nervous laugh. "Well," she said, "please relax and leave everything to me." She spoke in a sweet, calm reassuring voice that was very soothing to the ear. "All of our staff have been specially trained to make sure that you have a very wonderful and pleasant time." "I'm sure." I said, still feeling nervous. Deanie went down on her haunches so that she could look into my face and she smiled. Her teeth were perfect and white as could be. I found myself looking between her knees, to see if she were wearing panties, but her legs were together. I could feel my face turning red. "Don't be shy about anything, Mr. Robbins," she said. She opened her legs and I could now see between her thighs. She wasn't wearing panties. "You may look at any portion of my body that pleases you. You only have to ask. That goes for every girl on the staff." I looked into her blue eyes and smiled sheepishly. "Please relax, Mr. Robbins. You'll find that time goes by very quickly here and you want to savor every moment. Don't waste the time getting over shyness." She took my drink and put it on the floor, under the bed. "Here," she said as she stood up, "would you like to place your finger inside me?" She took my hand. "I always find that men seem to lose there shyness when they have their fingers in my body." She ran my hand up her soft thigh and then placed it at her downy, warm crotch. The whole time she smiled into my face. "There," she said, "it's very warm and wet in there. Go ahead Sir. Put your finger up in me." I could feel my cock harden in my pants as I rubbed this pretty girl's furry pussy and felt the slickness of her girlish slit. I pushed my middle finger deeply into her, savoring the heat and the slickness of her textured insides. "That's it, Sir," she smiled, opening her legs a little further for me, "push it in deep." Her pussy was the most divine feeling thing. My boner was now throbbing in my pants as I deeply probed her and looked into her sweet face. She looked so out of place. She looked like a college girl that you would see working at the cosmetics counter at Marshall-Field's. She wasn't at all like a hooker. I really wanted her. All of her. "May I kiss you?" I asked. "Sir," she said, "you may use any portion of my body that stimulates you." As she spoke, her hot breath was sweet smelling on my face. "You may kiss my mouth or put your penis into it. You may use my mouth in any way you wish. That is also the case for my breasts or my vagina or my rectum. I want you to use my sex in any manner that relaxes you. That's why I'm here." I put my lips to hers and felt her lips part. I put my tongue deep into her mouth to taste it's sweetness as I rubbed her pussy with my palm, my finger still deep within her. Her tongue began to play with mine. My cock seemed to go three stages harder in my pants and I pushed it against her thigh. I reluctantly pulled my mouth from hers. "May I fuck you?" I asked, out of breath. She smiled at me. "Let's get you undressed first," she said. She reached down and withdrew my hand from her soft pussy. My finger was wet with her feminine secretions. She brought my hand up to her face. "Let me clean that for you, sir," she said and she put my finger into her mouth and sucked it. When she withdrew it, I kissed her again, savoring her sweet mouth with the added flavor of her pussy. As we kissed, she unbuttoned my shirt and my pants. She broke off our kiss and went about the task of undressing me, smiling in her alluring way as she did it. When I was naked, sitting on the edge of the bed, she bent to me. "In what way would you like to have me?" Any way would be fine. I just wanted to fuck her. "I hadn't thought about it." "May I suggest you take me standing up?" "Sure." She took me by the hand and led me over by the closed door. She reached down and grasped my stiff penis. "Your organ is very large, Mr. Robbins." "Yes," I stated. "I would guess at least eight inches and very thick." "I never measured it. Will it be a problem?" "Oh no, sir. I'm sure I can take it in." She backed herself against the wall and leaned back a bit, opening her legs. "Come here, sir," she said as she drew me to her. Her skirt had ridden up to the tops of her thighs and I could see the hair of her pussy. It was a dark, very manicured patch. The pinkness between her pussy slit was slightly visible. "Do you wish me to guide it in?" "No," I said. "I can find it." "Very well, sir. Go ahead and insert yourself." I had to spread my legs a bit and bend my knees for the proper angle. I held my cock and pressed it into the hot wetness between her parted thighs. "Back a little, sir," she said. "That's it. Push now. Push in." I could feel my hard cock enter her. God she was hot and tight inside. Much tighter than my wife, Denise. I pushed in hard until I was all the way up. I heard her breath catch in her throat and saw a glimpse of pain in her sweet face as her eyes closed. "I'm sorry," I whispered breathlessly, "did I hurt you?" "Oh," she smiled again, "my discomfort doesn't matter, sir. As long as I feel good to you." Man did she! I could feel my cock way inside her and my loins pressed into the heat between her soft thighs. I wrapped my arms around her thin waist and she put her cheek to mine. "You may thrust in me, sir. But please don't have your orgasm." I held her curvy body tightly and began to fuck into her, driving my cock in as far as it would go again and again and again. She grunted in my ear with each thrust. "Is good, sir? Does it feel pleasing inside me?" "Oh God yes!" I said into her ear as I fucked into her harder. "It's wonderful!" "I'm so glad, sir. Your penis is so very big. I can feel it way up in me. Can you control your climax?" I didn't know. It felt so thrilling in this girl. I could feel my cock getting stiffer as my orgasm approached. Why couldn't I just cum in her? Didn't she practice birth control? God, I was almost there. Deanie put her hand on my hips and suddenly pushed me back and out of her. She was just in time because I was just about to cum. In fact a small dribble of white semen erupted from the head of my throbbing, hard cock. Deanie dropped to her knees and put her hand under my cock to catch the discharge in her palm. She didn't touch me though and my orgasm feeling seeped away. "Are you going to come?" she asked in a worried tone of voice. "No," I said. "Almost though." She put her hand to her mouth and licked the teaspoon of sperm onto her tongue. Then she leaned to my penis and took the tip to her mouth and sucked a few times hard. My cocked jerked with pleasure at each suck. Then she stood up and smiled. "Are you turned on?" she asked. I laughed. "Who wouldn't be?" "Good," she said and then she took my hand and led me to the bed. "Just sit down here for a moment, Sir." She bent down and picked up my drink and then she walked to the drink caddie to add more liquor and ice. She gave me my drink and said, "Please excuse me for just a minute, sir." Then she walked out of the door. Man this was exciting. What was coming next, I wondered. I didn't have to wonder for long. The door opened and Deanie came back in leading two very young girls. Young girls? I quickly put my drink on the floor and grabbed the corner of the blanket to pull over my lap. Deanie closed the door as the two girls walked over and stood in front of me, smiling They were both dressed in frilly party dresses. "This is Shannon, sir," Deanie said as she patted the taller of the two. Shannon had long dark hair that had been curled and had a white ribbon in it. She wore a pink dress with matching white ribbons. She had deep brown eyes and freckles on her blushing cheeks. She smiled at me and dipped her knees a bit. "Hello, Mr. Robbins, sir." "Shannon is thirteen," Deanie said. "And this is Windolynn," she patted the head of the other girl who also dipped her knees. "We call her Wendy." Wendy wore a white dress. She had long blond hair that had also been curled. She had big blue eyes and strikingly full lips. She wore a trace of pink lipstick and, as she smiled, I could see two rows of white, little teeth. "Happy to meet you Mr. Robbins, sir," she said in a sweet little voice. "Wendy is twelve," Deanie said. I was shocked and embarrassed. My horniness had gone completely. "Hello girls," I said (not knowing what to say). "Why are you here?" Wendy spoke up. "We're here to please you, sir!" She smiled brightly. "Please me?" "Yes," Shannon answered. I couldn't speak. I didn't believe what I was seeing or hearing now. I looked from the faces of Shannon to Wendy and up to Deanie. They were all smiling brightly at me. "Girls," I said finally, "I don't quite know what's going on here but I can't be...... pleased by sweet little girls like you!" The smiles dropped from their little faces. "We're not good enough?" Shannon asked. "Good enough? You're girls!" "Yes," Wendy said, returning the smile to her face, "and we know how to please, sir. We've been instructed. We're very good! We REALLY ARE!" "Why don't you show him?" Deanie said as she patted their frilly shoulders. "Help us with our dresses, Deanie!" Wendy said excitedly and both girls pulled their hair up so that Deanie could unzip the backs of what they were wearing. The girls let their outfits fall to the floor. Shannon was very slender. She wore no bra. Her budding breasts were only two little swells on her chest. She had very protruding, pink nipples though. Looking down her thin body, she wore white bikini panties that hugged just the trace of a hip curve. Her little body was very pale and delicate in appearence. You could see the blue veins under the opaque skin of her breasts and thighs. She grasped the elastic of the panties and pulled them down, stepping out of them. As she stood up, I could see that she had just the wisps of the beginnings of black pubic hairs. Her little pussy looked puffy, between her thighs. I could make out the slight protrusion of her pink clitoris. I looked over to Wendy. She was smiling at me as she stood before me. She had just removed her underpants. They were in her hand now. White, cotton panties with pictures of clown faces on them. Wendy's little body was.... well a little girl's body. She had no breasts and her pussy was a fleshy, hairless cleft between her legs. I averted my eyes up to Deanie. "Deanie, what am I supposed to do with these two?" "They're for you, sir. You're supposed to let them satisfy you." "Satisfy me? Deanie! These are little girls! How could they ever satisfy a grown man?" "They've been trained, sir. We all have. It's what they do. I started my duties here when I was eleven, sir! I'm much too old now to be the main source of pleasure. That's why I am just a hostess now." "Hostess? But Deanie, you're a lovely woman! Too old? How old are you?" "I'm eighteen, sir. Eighteen year old's can be obtained anywhere. It's girls like these that are the treasures of "The House of Joy"." I shook my head to clear it. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had children of my own. Two boys though. They were eight and eleven. In the age group of these two. "Sit with Mr. Robbins, girls," Deanie instructed. Wendy sat on my right and Shannon on my left. They sat right up against me so that I could feel the warm, soft flesh of their naked bodies. I had to hold the blanket over my limp, lifeless dick. Deanie came up and put her hands on my shoulders. "Are you alright, sir? Was I remiss in my preparing of you? Do you wish me to do any more with you?" I was shocked. "In front of the girls?" Deanie laughed. "Mr. Robbins. If I may say so, I don't think you fully understand about these girls." "I understand that they shouldn't witness sex!" Deanie laughed again. She knelt down in front of Wendy and put her arm around the twelve year old's shoulders. "Kiss me, Wendy," she said and I watched as the little girl pushed her full, parted lips into Deanie's. I saw their tongues going into each others mouths and I could feel my cock hardening under the blanket. They broke off their kiss. "Mmmmm!" Wendy said, brightly, "Your mouth tastes like sperm! Did Mr. Robbins ejaculate in your mouth, Deanie?" "No!" Deanie said. "You KNOW I'm not allowed to take any sperm as a hostess. He just dripped a little in my hand and I tasted it." Wendy shrugged. "That's okay, Deanie. I won't say anything. You know that." "May I taste?" Shannon spoke from my left. Deanie leaned over and pushed her mouth into the thirteen year old's with passion. I saw her reach up and rub the girl's small breast as she did it. Their mouths made a suction sound as they parted. Shannon smiled at me with her sweet brown eyes. "Your ejaculate tastes very good, sir." I looked to Deanie. She was smiling widely at me. "These girls are not unfamiliar with the tastes of sex, sir." "I can see that." "Or with the feelings," she added and I watched her move her hand to Shannon's pussy. The little girl leaned back and opened her legs wide and I watched Deanie's finger disappear into the pink cleft of the thirteen year old. Shannon's eyes closed and she turned her face up to the ceiling and held her lips together. Deanie withdrew her finger. It was shiny now with Shannon's inner moisture. Deanie put her finger to her nose an inhaled deeply. "It's very pungent, sir. Would you like to taste it?" My cock was pounding hard now. I could smell the sharp aroma of pussy from where I was. "Girls are very sweet tasting at her age, sir," Deanie added. She put her pasty finger to my mouth and I opened it. She inserted her finger and I licked it clean. It tasted lemony and salty but with a pleasant sweetness. "Is it good, sir?" Shannon asked in my ear. "Does my sex taste the way you would want it to?" I turned to her. Her expression seemed to ache for approval. "Yes," I said, "you taste very sweet." Shannon smiled. "Thank you, sir." "I'd like to taste!" Wendy said excitedly. Deanie put her hand on my shoulder. "May Wendy taste Shannon's flavor from your mouth, sir?" she asked me. Wendy got up on her knees to my right and put her arms around my shoulders and hugged my neck. "May I?" she asked in my ear. I didn't know what to do. My cock was pounding hard and my head was spinning. This naked little girl eagerly wanted to kiss me. I just didn't know. But what was the harm in just kissing her? "Okay. Okay!" I said and I turned to her bright face. Wendy stopped hugging me and pushed her upper body to me. Her little face took on a serious look as it drew close to mine. I could smell a sweet aroma from her blond hair and detect the faint smell of cinnamon from gum or candy that she must have eaten earlier. I turned my body to her. "Hold her, sir," Deanie instructed. I wrapped my arms around the middle of her warm, soft little body as she closed her blue eyes and pressed her lips to mine. I felt her full lips open and her sweet tasting tongue entered my mouth and probed. My cock pounded in my lap as I tightened my grip on her and sucked the sweetness from her mouth. She sucked back and her tongue entwined with mine and her lips played over my own. This little girl could kiss! I could feel Deanie take my resting hand and place it between Wendy's parted legs. I felt the soft, puffy hairless pussy in my hand as her kiss gained strength. I pushed my finger into her slit. It was surprisingly wet in her gash and her clitoris was slick and hard. But what was I doing? I quickly pulled my lips and my hand away. Wendy blinked at me in surprise and then smiled. "Your finger felt good, sir," she said. "Did I kiss you alright?" "Yes," I said, flustered. I didn't want to hurt her feelings and I wasn't lying about her kiss. "Gosh, Mr. Robbins! You have a very large penis!" It was Shannon talking. I suddenly realized that Deanie had pulled the blanket from my lap and that my cock was sticking up, exposed to the girls. I looked over at the thirteen year old's wide eyed expression. "Yes it is," I told her. "You can see that it would be much to big to put into you or Wendy." "Oh," Wendy said, "I'm sorry sir, I can't take men into my vagina. I've been trained only as a suckling." I turned back to the twelve year old. "A suckling?" "Yes, sir. I can only have a penis in my mouth. Until I'm older. I know how to please very well, in that way, though, sir." "That's all you do? Isn't that enough?" "I am also very good for tasting, sir," Wendy continued. "I was chosen for the flavor of my vagina. I work at keeping it ready for tasting." "Ready for tasting? How do you mean?" "Well, I am not allowed to have sex with anyone for three days before I perform my duty to a man. Not in bed or in the classroom. I AM allowed to masturbate though and I must masturbate the afternoon before I perform my duty. That sets up a good mixture of spice in my vagina by evening." "Spice in your vagina?" "I am very orgasmic too, sir. I cum very fast when I am licked, down there, and my feminine discharge is very sweet." "We all like to lick Wendy, sir," Deanie said. "She is quite good." "I love to lick Deanie's vagina too, sir," Wendy continued. "I sleep with Deanie and Shannon. Deanie's my teacher and we lick each other a lot of the time. It's encouraged by the guardians." "The guardians?" "Yes sir." Shannon spoke up. "The people who care for us here. The people who took us out of the streets and orphanages and gave us such a wonderful home. They look after us very well and train us for our duties." "Duties like tonight?" "Yes, sir. Once a week. We look forward to it." "You LIKE doing this kind of thing?" "Who wouldn't?" Wendy said. "It feels so good and it's so natural to us. That's why we were chosen to live here, because we like to do it so much. Our guardians encourage us to do it and have spent a lot of time showing us how to do it right and how to really please the men who come here to enjoy us. Nice men like you, sir," the twelve year old continued, "but that is only allowed on evenings like this." As the little girl spoke, she looked eagerly down at my cock. My mind was reeling. I really didn't know what to do. "Girls," Deanie said, "we should let Mr. Robbins lay back on the bed so that he can relax and stop thinking about all of this." Both girls got up and Deanie took me my the shoulders and lay me on my back. She sat next to me and rubbed back the hair from my forehead. "I can see that this is all strange to you, sir. I can assure you that Wendy and Shannon, and all of us here, are very well cared for and go wanting for nothing. All that our guardians expect us to do is thoroughly satisfy the wonderful gentlemen who visit us here. I guess nobody ever explained "The House of Joy" to you before." "No...." "So just relax and enjoy it," Deanie said and she leaned down and kissed me sweetly. It was a very sexy kiss and (in my rising excitement) I began to kiss her back. Deanie unbuttoned the top of her nurses costume and placed my hand on her firm breast. Her nipple was hard in my hand and her breast was hot and very soft. I began to kiss her harder and squeeze her breast, feeling my cock jerking with my excitement. Then I felt something else. Something soft and hot and wet on my dickhead. I didn't know what it was but I didn't want to know. As I continued to kiss, I could feel a sublime suction on my penis along with hot breath and then I could feel a deep, hot penetration followed by a withdrawal and a lot of tongue action then back to the soft suction. I began to shake with excitement. Deanie seemed to sense this and she broke off our kiss and sat up, smiling. I looked down and saw little Wendy, sitting next to my thighs, leaning over me with my hard cock deep in her twelve year old mouth. I watched her sweet mouth as it worked so expertly on my throbbing shaft. It was thrilling the way she seemed to know just what to do to bring electric pangs of excitement from my sensitive member. Shannon was standing next to her, by the bed, and watching too. As she watched she rubbed her pussy with one hand and pulled on one of her large nipples with the other. Her mouth was open and her face held a serious expression. "Come here, Shannon," Deanie instructed and the thirteen year old walked over. I could feel Wendy holding my balls now as she took my cock in deeper and worked her tongue on the area under the head. "Yes, Deanie." "Get up on the bed and straddle Mr. Robbins face," she said. Shannon did as she was told and I suddenly had a pink, soft, very young pussy just an inch from my face. I could smell it's alluring aroma strongly in my nostrils. I was fighting the urge to lick it but I suddenly felt little Wendy's finger entering the crack of my ass and her mouth start to work up and down my burning shaft. I put my hands on both of Shannon's thin thighs and pulled her down on my face running my tongue deep into her budding womanhood. "There, sir," Deanie said, close to my ear. "Suck it sir. Taste that delicious nectar of young girlhood. Run your tongue deep into her body." Shannon's little hairs softly tickled my nose and I could feel (and smell) the pungent smegma, on her hard clitoris, at my nostrils as I tasted the sweetness that my tongue found deep in her vagina. I began to suck hard, feeling Shannon's body stiffen with pleasure. I looked up, past her budding breasts, and could see Deanie kissing the little girl wetly as Shannon began to gyrate on my face. Shannon was holding both of Deanie's firm breasts, as they kissed, and Deanie picked up my hands, from Shannon's thighs and placed them over the two soft spots on the thirteen year old's chest. I could feel the protruding, hard nipples. I could also feel Wendy's finger entering my rectum as her hot sucking continued. It was too much. I began to cum in hot jets that I could feel Wendy suddenly drawing from me and into her throat. I could feel her finger go deeper into my asshole and pushing on my prostate as her tongue worked at my glans and her mouth eagerly sucked the shooting sperm from my erupting cock. At the same time I could sense that Shannon was cumming on my face. Her little pussy pressed down hard and I could feel her tight opening spasm as it closed around my probing tongue again and again. Hot, thick, sweet tasting liquid poured from her vagina and into my mouth. I sucked it out excitedly as I squeezed her nipples hard and felt myself still erupting thick wads of cum into the twelve year old's eager mouth. I don't know if I blacked out or what but suddenly Shannon was off my face and standing, naked by the bed, smiling at me. Little Wendy had released my (still hard) cock and she was standing up. "Oh Deanie," she said with delight, "he ejaculated twelve times! I counted!" "Good job, darling!" Deanie said as she stroked the happy little girls blond hair. "Oh it was so good! It just kept on coming out and I swallowed it all!" Deanie put her mouth to Wendy's and the two kissed for long moments. I saw Deanie's hand go between the little girl's legs and Wendy opened them for her. Deanie broke off the kiss and said, "My you're wet inside Wendy. Do you want to cum now?" "Oh yes, Deanie!" Wendy was bouncing up and down with excitement. "May I?" Deanie turned to me. "It's up to Mr. Robbins..." Wendy came over and got down on her knees so that her happy face was very near mine. "May I, sir?" I could smell the heady odor of sperm in her breath. "Will you make me cum, please!" It was as if she were asking me to give her candy rather than perform a very deviant act on her little body. "Please, sir. I want to cum so bad!" I shook my head to try and clear it. "Please?" "Okay," I said. "But what do I do?" Wendy jumped up and leaned down and hugged me. Her little body was very hot and soft with baby fat. "Mr. Robbins," Deanie said. "Shannon is very lubricated now and I think she would like to feel you inside of her." "Yes sir," Shannon spoke up. "I really would." Her face looked so needful that my heart went out to her. "Okay," I said, "if you think you can." Deanie took the thirteen year old by the arm and led her up on the bed. The thin, leggy girl straddled my body and placed her young pussy over my swollen cock. It was still stiff as a board. Deanie took hold of my cock with one hand and spread Shannon's pussy lips with the other as the girl lowered herself on me. My cock pressed into her opening but, from the sensations I could feel, I knew it would never enter such a small hole. The circumference of my cock head was so large that it spread her little pussy lips grotesquely apart. Shannon's face showed both fear and determination as she pressed her weight down on me. "Go on Shannon," Deanie encouraged. "You can do it! You've had other penis's inside you. This one's going to feel really good because it's bigger." Shannon pressed harder and I could suddenly feel the head pop into her opening. Shannon grimaced and her face went red for a moment. I could see a tear form in her left eye and it suddenly streaked down her cheek. The sensation of tightness on my dickhead was unbelievable. Like someone had it held in a strong, wet fist. "Maybe she better not." I said and put my hands on her spindly thighs. Shannon forced a painful smile. "No. Please, sir. I want you inside me. I do. I just have to get used to it. I've never taken a penis as large as yours. I think I can do it, sir. I don't want to fail you." "Shannon," I said, "you're a very sweet little girl. You could never fail me. I can feel myself in your pussy now. It feels very good, honey. That's enough for me. You can get up." The little thirteen year old pressed her lips together tightly and puffed air from her nose. I felt her push her ninety or so pounds down on me harder. I could feel my dick penetrating an inch more into her little body. She stopped and puffed a few more times and then she held her breath and pushed down hard again. Two more inches went slickly within in her. "I can do it," she said. A few more telltale tears streaked down her reddened face. "Sure you can," Wendy said. "I know you can get him in." Shannon pushed again and three more inches disappeared into her spread slit. I could now feel the roof of her insides pressed against the head of my tightly gripped cock. It was all in but about two inches. "That's as far as it will go, honey," I told her. "I can feel it," she said and smiled to Deanie who patted her head. "Does it feel good, Mr. Robbins?" Wendy asked brightly. "Oh yes, baby. She's got it way up there and is she ever tight!" Shannon smiled wider. "Pump yourself on him," Wendy said. Shannon looked suddenly hurt again. "I don't know if I can." "That's okay," I said. "This feels just fine." "Nobody will cum that way" Wendy stated. "Here, let me help you." She scooted down the bed and lay her soft face down, on my lower stomach, next to the older girl's pussy. I could see the back of her blond head bobbing and then, from the sensations from my cock, I could tell that she was licking Shannon's pussy and my last inches of cock. I could see Shannon's eyes close and I could tell that she was responding to the licking. Her inner pussy muscles were squeezing my already constricted cock. It almost hurt but not quite. Deanie, who was standing by the bed, took my hand and guided it to the soft ass of the little twelve year old. I squeezed the baby fat butt cheeks for a few moments and then I pushed my hands between her legs to her soft, hairless pussy. I pushed my middle finger into her slit. It was sopping wet. I never knew little girls could be this lubricated in their immature pussies. I ran my fingertip up and down Wendy's oily slit as I felt little Shannon's hot insides spasm around my cock. I could suddenly feel more of my cock entering her. Deanie took my hand from Wendy and brought it up to my face. I tasted it. It was very salty-sweet. I brought my hand back down to her body and probed for her vagina. It was very small but oily- wet with feminine lubricant. I pushed my finger into the little girl's hole, hearing Wendy moan into Shannon's pussy as I did it. Deanie bent to my ear. "Don't break her hymen, sir. Someone will pay thousands of dollars for that." I pushed my finger in until I could feel the obstruction and then I began to finger fuck her as she licked Shannon who's little pubic bone was now touching my own. "You've got me in all the way," I said to her. "Yes, sir. I can feel it." Wendy got up and Shannon lay forward and rested her upper body on me. I could feel her soft, brown hair on my chest and the light weight of her delicate body. Her large, hard nipples pressed into my lower chest. I put my arms around her waspish waist and hugged her. I really felt something for this little budding woman who tried so hard. That was an awful lot of thick manhood inside of her little body. I lifted her face and reached down so that I could kiss her. Her mouth opened for me and I sucked her sweet saliva as I felt my newly excited cock jerking in her inner tightness. I suddenly wanted to really fuck this small, courageous girl. I sat up with her and pulled her lower legs so that she was sitting, straddled on my lap. Then I turned us so that I was laying on top of her. My large cock throbbed deep in her young body. I looked down at her freckled face, resting in a pillow of brown hair. "I want to fuck you, Shannon. Is that alright?." "Yes, sir," she smiled. "I would love that." "I'll be very careful." "Oh, that doesn't matter, sir. As long as you are getting pleasure from me." I lifted up on my arms so that I could see her body. I was surprised at how small she looked, laying under me, her legs spread wide and flat on the bed. Her little chest, with it's small tits and large nipples, heaving up and down. I looked down at her lower belly and imagined where my thick cock must be and how much room it must be taking up in such a small person. I lay myself down carefully on her delicate body. Her face only came up to my lower neck. I had to bend my head down to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms up around my neck and kissed me back with passion. I could feel her inner womanhood squeezing my cock as her hot, young tongue played with mine. "Are you ready?" I asked. "Yes, sir." I began to slowly fuck her. Shannon's pussy was so tight that it made me do very slow thrusting. Her pussy walls held my cockmeat tightly and a suction seemed to form in her belly, as I pulled my cock back, and that suction pulled my dick back in when I pushed forward. The effect, of fucking such a tight hole, was like getting a sweet suck job and a hot, wet fuck at the same time. I pulled back and pushed in again and again, hearing Shannon grunt, beneath me, with each forward thrust. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Yes, sir. It feels good, sir. I think I may cum if you keep it up." She said the words, but her voice sounded uncertain. I continued to slowly fuck the little girl. Wendy was pulling my shoulder now and I turned to her. "Can you do me as well, sir?" "How?" She scampered on the bed and lay back so that her butt was on the pillow next to my head and her little bald pussy was only inches from my face. I could smell her pussy strongly as I continued to thrust into little Shannon. Wendy spread her lips for me so that I could see into her pussy slit. Her clit was pasty with smegma. I pushed my face into the area between her soft legs and began to eat the girl out. She was very tasty, just as I had been told. I licked and licked and fucked and fucked for quite a while. I could feel Shannon's arms holding me tightly as I began to feel my cock swelling harder inside her little body. I started to push in very deeply, my cock head pressing into Shannon's internal organs. Wendy's pussy was turning sweeter as I licked and sucked it. Her thighs kept tightening around my face. I pushed my tongue into her small vagina deeply and felt her start to orgasm. Sugary little girl nectar fulled my mouth and I sucked it out of her as she strongly came. I could see Deanie kissing her and pinching Wendy's little nipple. Wendy seemed to suck very hard at Deanie's mouth as she came. I could feel Shannon hugging me harder and moving her pussy around, under me, now and I pushed in harder and into her further as I was about to cum. I lifted my upper body and looked down at her wet face and wide, brown eyes. "I'm going to cum, Shannon," I said, "I'm going to cum very hard in you. Can you take it?" "Yes, sir," she cried. "Do it, sir. Do it now. I want your semen in me." I dropped down on her little body and wrapped my arms around her tightly, feeling her do the same. I began to rabbit fuck into the little girl and I could feel her spreading her knees further apart and moving her pussy around under me. I roughly grabbed the hair, at the back of her head, and wrenched her face up to me as I lowered my head and pushed my tongue deep into her young mouth and hugged her in a bear grip as a strong charge ripped through my body and tore out of my cock and into the young girl. I began to erupt shot after shot of cum into the thirteen year old's restrictive belly, pushing my cock in all the way to my balls and thrusting with as much force as I could. Gush after gush of semen burst from me and deep into her as I sucked her little mouth hard and heard her grunting and crying into my face with each thrusting discharge. Then, as my orgasm released me, I let go of her and pushed my body up on my arms. Shannon was panting, her brown eyes wide and glassy with tears. Her upper lip was cut and bleeding and the blood covered her upper row of white teeth. My heart ached for her. "I'm sorry, honey. Did I hurt you?" Shannon smiled a brave, breathless, forced, bloody smile as tears poured from her wide open eyes. "It's okay, sir," she panted, "I came with you. I did," she cried. "It was very good, sir. It was. It was very good!" I slowly pulled my shrinking cock from Shannon's red pussy. Thick gobs of white cum, mixed with blood, dripped out of her open vagina, down her ass cheek and onto the bedspread. Deanie, who was watching everything, quickly moved to the bed. I assumed she was going to check on the trembling girl and maybe call for assistance but instead she pushed her face between Shannon's open legs. I could hear her sucking the young girl out as I turned away. I grabbed my pants, from the floor and pulled them on quickly. I then grabbed my shirt and shoes and ran from the room. I ran down the street to a 7-11 and called for a cab and then I had the cab take me to my hotel. I quickly packed and went to the airport. I took the next plane to Chicago. I never heard from Lester again and I was glad. What I did in that room scared the shit out of me and I never wanted to put myself in that position again. I'll never forget "The House of Joy" but I'll never go back there again. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |