It�s Halloween and Carol�s back in:
"The Cherry Picking Season"
(mmmff, exhib, 1st, oral)
by Art Martin
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A note from the author:� This story stands on it�s own, but you may enjoy it more if you first read the original
Draining the last dregs from his can of beer, Carol�s stepfather�s eyes roamed over the ripe nubile body of his shapely stepdaughter before crushing the empty can in his big hand.� She had recently blossomed� her body that is, and the skimpy genie outfit she had on was rather revealing.� A little short of breath and feeling the effects of the stirrings in his groin he finally asked, �Carol, ain't ya a little too old to be going out to Trick-or-Treat?���
Except for the pimply face with her crooked teeth, small eyes that appeared to be slightly crossed and her chronically fizzy hair, she had changed dramatically over the past year.� ��A year ago she was just a walking eye sore.� She wasn�t his, not by a long shot. Still it was he, not her mother, who took care of her. He supported her and even loved her, but he knew she was no beauty.� But this year� Mmmmmmm�
For the first time he realized that from the neck down, she looked just like her mother. Unfortunately, she didn�t have her face.� Often he�d wondered where that face came from, but then again, he knew� the product of an anonomous fifty dollar trick at a truck stop� the same truck stop where he�d first hooked up with Carol's ready-to-pop slut-whore mother.
�Man, have I ignored her so much that I�ve missed something?� he asked himself.� With the little gossamer veil that obscured most of her acne inflamed face, even the fizzy hair didn�t materially distract from the rest of the alluring package.�
Her midriff was completely bare and the top barely held the generous orbs of her young rippening breasts while the flimsy pantaloons emphasized the flair of her hips.� The risqu� pants were quite transparent too and the legs were split from the ankles to her hip.� With the backlighting, her father could see right through the fabric and the outline of her shapely legs as they terminated upwards.
�Damn,� he muttered, �yau go out like that, girl and you�re gonna get fucked!�
�Daddy!� she replied in shock.� �What a thing to say to me!� To Carol he had always been her daddy.
�I�m just warning ya, Carol�
�Uh, aren�t ya gonna wear some shoes?�
Rolling her eyes at her stepfather�s exasperating stupidity Carol replied, �Genies don�t wear shoes!�
�Do they wear panties?�
�Of course they do!� See!�
She pulled the front of her pantaloons down so that her stepdad could see that she did have panties on.� Her dad couldn�t believe how far she pushed the pants down just so he could see the low riding undergarment.� The panties were flesh colored too and were practically invisible against her skin.
�Hmph!� he grunted fully aware of the leaking rock hard lump in his own pants.� He was about to say something about the scandalously tiny undergarment, but the doorbell rang and a sing-song chorus of �Trick-or-Treat� rose from outside the front door.� Reluctantly Carol�s stepfather tore his eyes away from the spectacle of his stepdaughter and turned his attention to the gaggle of small ghosts and goblins that had gathered on his front stoop.
Opening the door he saw about a half-dozen costumed kids ranging in age from four to eleven.� Reaching into his bowl of candy he grabbed a handful, placing several treats in each bucket, pail and bag held towards him.� Then in a flash and to the ringing sounds of, �Thank you, mister!� the apparitions disappeared into the night in search of more goodies.
Just as he was about to close the door, Carol darted through the door.� �Bye, Daddy!� she called back as she dashed off.
�Be careful,� he called after her followed quickly by, �Jesus!� as he caught a glimpse of the shadow of her butt crack showing through the transparent material.
�Carol!� he called out, but it was too late.� She was gone.
�She's gonna get fucked,� he snorted.� �Serve her right, too.�
Carol was unaware just how revealing her pantaloons were.� Sure she knew they showed a lot of leg, but when she had looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, the light was such that she really couldn�t see anything.� She had tried on several different pairs of panties, but they were all so obvious when viewed from the side, all that is except for the thong panties.� Turning from side to side, she was pleased that she couldn't see them through the slits up sides of her pantaloons. � Of course she couldn�t see very well without her glasses anyway and genies don�t wear glasses.� Then again she could� but she couldn�t� and she assumed that no one else could see anything (or at least not much of anything) either, especially at night.
Frowning she grumbled to her reflection in the mirror, �No one ever looks at you anyway.�� She left the painful corollary unsaid, that if they did look, they always quickly averted their attention elsewhere.
The first stop was at Mr. Donaldson�s.� He and his wife had always been nice to her ever since she was little. �Ringing the door bell and delivering her veiled threat of mayhem, the old man answered the door.
�Whoa!� Look at you!��
Carol noticed the funny look on his face, it was the same look her father had when he had briefly examined her costume.
The old man grinned wickedly as he said, �Want some candy, little girl?�
�Of course I do,� replied Carol naively.�
�Then come inside for minute, said the spider to the fly.�
Spiders and things were all part of Halloween and missing his true meaning, Carol stepped through the door.� �You knew who I was?�
�Of course,� replied her neighbor as he covertly turned off the porch light.� �I�ve known you since you were this high.
�Hmmm, that�s some outfit you have on,� he observed with a twinkle in his eyes. �Does your father know what you�re wearing?�
�Yes, he does.� Do you like my costume?�
�Damned right I like it,� he snorted as his mind�s eye envisioned the curvy girl naked.� �No, better keep the veil,� he told himself.� �Yes, that�s better,� he thought after adjusting the image in his mind.
�Would you care for a glass of wine?�
�You know I�m too young for that!� she giggled.� �No, I just want some candy.�
�Of course, my dear, of course.��� Donaldson picked up a bowl of special candy he had for his most special visitors.�
�Wow!� You�ve got some great stuff, Mr. Donaldson!� Can I have a Dove Bar?�
�Here, have three,� her neighbor said generously as he slowly placed the candy in her bag one at a time while ogling the bulging swell of her tits.
�Thanks,� she gushed and turned towards the door.� Donaldson�s heart nearly stopped at the ripe callipygian sight he beheld through the billowy gossamer fabric.�
�You�ve got to go so soon?� he blurted trying to think of some way to get her to stay.
�I have lots of stops,� she replied, �and it�s already nearly 8 o�clock.�
�Uh, uh�� You�ll come back before you go home, won�t you?� You can have the rest of the Dove Bars.�
�Oh, okay!� she gushed.�
Moments later, adjusting his hard-on, Donaldson's eyes were glued to her flexing and nearly bare butt as she disappeared into the night.� �Holy crap!" he muttered with a sigh.
She went door to door down her block, stopping at all the houses with a porch light on, gathering looks from everyone, men and women alike, who answered her call.� Turning down a side street she approached a house that was elaborately decorated, where the owners had converted their garage into a haunted house.� Excited by the promise of a spooky display, Carol almost broke into a run as she approached, her tits bouncing invitingly as she did.
Standing in the dim light near the entrance was a group of teens dressed in full costume.� One was dressed with a hockey mask and carried a chain saw, his costume splattered with faux blood.� Another was in a full gorilla suit.� A third wore a full black hooded robe and a skeleton mask.� There was girl with them too, dressed up in a pirate�s outfit.
�Whoa!� Would ya look at that!� exclaimed the gorilla as Carol came bouncing up.
�Hi, ya, gorgeous!� greeted the skeleton man.� No one had ever called her gorgeous before and she naturally thought that he was making fun of her.
�Where ya going, doll?� said the gorilla as she tried to pass.
�Inside,� she meekly replied as the gorilla held her by the arm.� Having stopped her, the gorilla stepped back and exchanged glances with his buddies.
Standing before the group, she nervously gathered the material of her pantaloons in her hands, pulling them towards her crotch.� Doing so, she exposed the expanse of her long shapely legs, unwittingly sending the cocks of all three boys to full alert. �Like a pack of circling wolves, the three boys moved around her, checking her out.
�Fuckin� aye! What an ass!�
�Cunt�s a 10!�
�Built like a brick shit-house!�
The comments were embarrassing, but at the same time exciting.� But, from her past experiences, she assumed that they were just mocking her. Having forgotten that the worst of her face was hidden by the veil, Carol still expected that any moment, someone would make a cruel remark about her wrecked face.� �Uh, I, I�d better go,� she shyly said.
�It�s pretty lame in there,� said the guy in the hockey mask.
The gorilla quickly spoke up, �Yeah!� But if you want, I�ll go in with you!�
�You will?� she asked skeptically.
�You think I�m stupid!� You�re the best thing I�ve seen all night!� By the way, what are you?� asked the gorilla.
�I�m a genie,� Carol replied warming up to his advances, still unsure how to take all of this.� No one had ever been this nice to her before.
�A genie?� Hey, can I have a wish?�
�Sure,� she replied coyly to the gorilla.
�Aren�t ya supposed to have a lamp or bottle or something?� asked skeleton guy.� Suddenly she felt very stupid.� She�d forgotten all about needing a magic bottle!
�Hey, I know,� chimed in the hockey masked dude.� �Just rub her butt!�
The pirate girl swatted at the hockey mask fellow, but rather than be offended, Carol giggled at the remark, more to join in with the laughter with a group of kids and for just once in her life, to be a part something... anything.
�Hey, you�re a pretty cool for a hot chick,� complimented the gorilla as he removed his gorilla gloves.� �Come on, I�ll take you inside.�
Butterflies filled her stomach as she felt his warm hand on her bare back as she was led into the makeshift maze.�� The hockey mask guy was right, it was pretty lame inside.� Still it was fun, especially with the irreverent wisecracks the gorilla was making.�
Halfway through the maze, she felt the gorilla�s hand slide down to rest on her ass.� Soon the hand began moving, in small circles as he rubbed her ass.� The feel of the hand rubbing her like that frightened her, but it also felt nice.� No one had ever touched her like this before.�
�You know what I wish,� he whispered into her ear.� �I wish that you would hang out with us tonight.���
She could hardly believe what she had just heard; someone... a guy no less... had asked HER to hang around with him!� To be asked to join this group of teens tonight� that was way cool and far beyond anything she�d expected!� She had always been excluded from everything, and to Carol, the outcast, an invitation to join them was almost as exciting as the unfamiliar sensations being generated by the roaming hand.
�Yeah, okay,� she quickly agreed.
�Great!� he said as he continued rubbing her through the thin delicate material covering her butt.� With his hand on her ass, they went past the next hokey exhibit featuring a cardboard coffin.� �You�ve got a fine, fine ass,� he whispered as he continued to grope, �the best ass I�ve ever seen.�
Carol was unsure what to do, afraid that if she did anything, she�d be left behind and all alone the rest of the night.� She was completely flummoxed when she felt his hand sneak into the open side slit of her pantaloons to caress and fondle her bare butt cheeks.� In response to the forward advance, she did nothing, nothing at all.�
�You know what else I wish?�
�No,� she croaked as his fingers traced the valley of her cleft.� �What else?�
�I think you know.� After all, you�re the genie with the magic butt,� he quipped.� Carol laughed nervously at his little joke.
�Yeah� you know, baby.� You know,� he cryptically whispered cupping her bare ass cheek while he licked and lightly kissed her ear, sending shivers down her spine.�
Approaching the exit, Carol pulled away from him lest anyone see that he had his hands in her pants.
�It�s about time!� remarked the skeleton as they came into view.� �C�mon, let�s go!�
The little group headed down the street, bypassing all the houses with porch lights on.� Carol wondered why they never stopped, but wasn�t willing to ask why.� Everyone in the group was older than she was, and she certainly didn�t want to sound childish.�
The pirate girl lit up a cigarette.� She took a puff and passed it the hockey mask guy. �That�s good shit, Jena,� he whispered after exhaling the acrid smelling smoke.� He passed it to the gorilla who then offered the hand-rolled smoke to her.�
�I don�t know,� she said making an attempt to refuse the joint.
�Go ahead.� You�ll like it,� said the gorilla.� �Trust me.�
Timidly she took a puff and immediately broke out into a fit of coughing as the harshness burned her throat.� The group stopped for a moment and had a laugh.
�Don�t inhale too much at once,� Skeleton advised.� �Take in a lot of cool air too.� Like this.� Siiiiiiiiiiip
�Now you try,� he croaked while retaining as much smoke in his lungs as long as possible.
She took another hit, sipping air through her lips like Skeleton had showed her.� This time it wasn�t nearly as harsh.� Seconds later a very funny feeling enveloped her like a dense fog.
They turned down another street.� The stubby remains of the joint was offered to her again.� Giggling, she took it.� This time she knew what to do.� Exhaling, she smiled as she tried to regain her focus.� Everything that anyone said seemed to be very funny to her and the shadows cast by the full moon seemed eerily surreal.�
The gorilla�s hand was back inside her flimsy pantaloons kneading the bare flesh of her firm full buttocks as they walked.� She was fine with that, after all, she was with a guy, a guy who seemed to like her.� Not only that, but the skeleton guy had a hand on her back too.� She had two guys paying attention to her and she liked that.� Could it get any better than this for the perpetually shunned and ostracized girl?
All the guys were snickering and whispering to each other.� Carol couldn�t hear what was being said, nor did she care.� They turned down another street.� With some alarm she felt the skeleton�s hand slip inside her pantaloons to join the hand already there.� She tried to protest, but the words wouldn�t form. Soon she forgot what she was going say or why she wanted to say it.
�Let�s cut through the park,� suggested Jena the pirate girl.
�Good idea,� replied hockey mask guy.� �I really need a blow job!�
Carol burst out in giggles.� She couldn�t believe that anyone would say something like that.�
Moments later she was being led into a densely wooded area.� It never occurred to her to ask why or where she was being taken. As she was half led, half dragged through some bushes, the only thing she was concerned about were the sticks that she was stepping on with her bare feet and the snags that were pulling at her whisper thin clothing.� The group stopped.� Carol looked around.� She couldn�t see anything other than the little group of teens standing in the bright moonlight in a small clearing encircled by thick undergrowth that blended into the surrounding darkness.��
In disbelief, but in total fascination, she saw the hockey masked dude drop his jeans to his knees.� The pirate girl then pulled his boxers down. She�d seen a cock before, her stepfather�s, as he immodestly moved from taking a shower to his bedroom, but she�d never seen a cock stiff and erect like this one.� The way the boy�s hard fuck-rod jutted out made Carol wonder how he could manage to walk around with something like that.� He kicked off his sneakers and kicked away his clothes.
The pirate girl knelt in front of him and began kissing the guy�s cock.� While Carol�s drug addled brain struggled to process this, she felt her pantaloons sliding down her legs.� Confused she obediently lifted her feet while Gorilla slipped her costume over each foot.� She felt a tug at her hip and then felt her thong rip away.� Glancing at Skeleton, she saw the ripped tiny trophy dangling from his hand as he held it up in triumph.�
In a daze she looked back over at the pirate girl, orally pleasuring her boy friend.� Suddenly she felt the cool fall air embrace her as her rapidly maturing breasts were exposed.�
�Damn,� she heard Gorilla exclaim.� �Hey, Hank, take a look at this!�
The Hockey Mask turned his attention from the blowjob he was receiving to Carol standing nude in the moonlight.
�Turn around, baby,� she heard someone say.�
No reason to refuse came to mind, so she did as asked.� Listening to all the guys commenting about her super fine body, she felt euphoric that her new friends thought so highly of her.� Suddenly she felt a delightful sensation suffuse her body as a warm mouth enveloped a puffy nipple.�
�C�mon, let�s all fuck her,� she heard Skeleton say.
�I�m first,� replied Gorilla.� �I saw her first.�
�Then get on with it, dude,� answered Skeleton.
Suddenly Carol found herself lying back on the dew covered ground looking up as Gorilla stripped off the rest of his costume. In wide-eyed wonder she watched as the nude high school senior, with his cock bouncing as he moved, lowered himself between her legs and mounted her.� With his cock crown raking up and down her slit for lubrication, the slick dick head sliding in her wet pussy slit felt so good, but it also suddenly occurred to Carol what was about to happen.
�Nooooo,� she moaned.� �Nooooo.�
�You want it too, bitch,� she heard her new boyfriend hiss as her outer labia were parted by his knobby cockhead.�
She was frightened, but with her heightened senses, she felt her nipples harden.� This was wrong she knew, but it was also exciting, very, very exciting.� ��
�Oh, god,� she whispered as she felt the boy�s cock begin to push into her.� She wanted to get up and run, run away, but� it felt so good.� How could something that felt that good be bad?� She moaned with mixed trepidation and pleasure as her virgin pussy stretched to accommodate the unaccustomed girth of the boy's invading cock.� Suddenly she felt pressure and he stopped pushing into her.
�Damn!� Hey, fellows!� Would ya believe that we scored a virgin?�
�No, shit!� replied Skeleton no longer cloaked in his black robe and revealing the fourth cock she�d ever seen.
Carol grunted as a sharp pain shot up from her pussy.� �Make that� she WAS a virgin,� chuckled the guy whose cock was now buried deep in her pussy.
�That feel good, baby?��
The pain, actually just a mild discomfort, quickly faded.� Having her cunt filled did feel good.� In fact, it felt great!� She nodded for him to continue.� Soon the boy�s cock was sawing in and out in the age-old fashion while a feeling of well-being enveloped her.� When he began grunting, she didn�t have a clue as to why, only that she suddenly felt very wet inside.�
As he pulled his spent cock from her cunt, she felt empty and moaned, �Noooo, don�t stop.�
He ignored her.� Soon the next guy, now wearing nothing but his skeleton mask, took the first guy�s place. �What great fucking tits,� he hissed as he grabbed two handfuls of milk bags while positioning himself on top of her.� Soon she said the words he wanted to hear the most, �Yesssss,� as his cock slid into the moist, tight confines of her newly christened fuck hole.
�Damn, she�s tight,� he exclaimed as he began rutting.
Carol was in heaven. She�d heard about it and read about, but she never imagined that having sex would actually feel this good.� How could anything feel this good? Her hips automatically thrust upwards to meet every down stroke of the second boy�s hard cock into her newly deflowered cunt. All too soon she felt his cock throb and then it too exited her cunt.
Carol glanced around and noticed that everyone in the group was nude now including Jena, the pirate girl.� Lying on in the damp grass with her legs lewdly splayed open, waiting and anxious to be fucked again, someone offered Carol another joint.� She inhaled another lung full of cannabis smoke and stared up at the full moon overhead.� Making out the features of the man in the moon she thought to herself, �He�s watching me.�� It made her feel especially naughty thinking that the moon was watching what she was doing.
�Hey guys, you gotta get her off too,� she heard the other girl say as if she were far, far away. Jena knelt by Carol, running her hands up her thighs.� Carol responded by spreading her legs wider without being asked.
�That�s it, girl.� You know what you like,� giggled Jena as her fingers slipped between the sperm-laden folds of Carol�s freshly fucked cunt.� As if they had a mind of their own, Carol�s hips punched upward.� �You�re a real slut, Genie-girl,� laughed Jena as she diddled Carol�s dripping twat.
Her legs rose in the air, her toes curling tightly as a
mind-blowing tornado of ecstasy engulfed her.�
She began to jerk and writhe as her newly ripened body was wracked by a
paralyzing, spine-tingling orgasm.�
Unable to withstand any further stimulation, Carol lurched away, rolling
onto her side.�
Abruptly she was rolled back with Skeleton holding one ankle
while the guy in the gorilla mask held the other, the two boys spreading her
wide as the guy in the hockey mask took up position between her outstretched
legs to fuck her.
Again she felt her tits and nipples being mauled as the hockey
masked guy felt her up.� One hand
released a nipple and lifted the veil.�
�Holy shit!� he exclaimed.� �This
bitch is some ugly!��
�Yeah, we know,� replied the gorilla guy.� �Just keep the frigging veil on, will ya?�
The veil was lowered, obscuring her less than perfect facial
features.� �Ya
know, Genie, you ain�t half
bad with your face covered up.�
The sting of the cruel comment was quickly replaced by the
comfort of another cock sliding into her.�
The fucking was hard, almost brutal as he used her as a fuck-socket for
his cock. This time the fucking lasted longer too.� She didn�t know why and she didn�t care just so
long as the fucking went on and on and on.�
Carol looked over to her side where the gorilla boy was now screwing the
pirate girl.
Hank, having already cum in Jena�s mouth, fucked the ugly stacked girl for a long time before adding his semen to the sex-sauce brew mixing in her pulsating cunt. Satiated, he pushed himself up and off and in doing so, pulled her upright too.� She felt Hank�s hands on her head and the felt his dripping prick push under her veil.
�Suck it, Genie,� she heard him say.� �Clean it up.�
She opened her lips and the wet semi-flaccid
cock slipped between her virgin lips.�
The unfamiliar tastes of pussy and sperm filled her mouth while her
mouth and tongue explored the unaccustomed feel of cock.� Yesterday she would have found the idea
revolting, but tonight, it was magical.
Sucking away she scraped the cock with her teeth.� Hockey Mask swatted her on the back of the
head and cursed.� She tried her best to
please, quickly learning the fundamentals of fellatio.� Hockey dude wasn�t disappointed with his
student.�
Laving away and gobbling cock for the frst time, she marveled how the cock became harder and harder in her mouth and relished the lurid sliding motion between her lips as he pumped into her face.� Suddenly he pulled out and pushed her forward on her hands and knees.� She felt him grip her hips and felt his rejuvenated cock probing between her legs until it found its mark.� With a mewl of salacious contentment, she felt the cock once again sliding deep into her young pussy.� In rhythm to the backside cock pounding, her generous tits swung like udders as she rocked back and forth.
�This is fun,� she thought as she concentrated on the pleasurable sensations of a good fucking, �no, not just fun, it feels wonderful and oh, so good!�Her concentration was interrupted by her head being pulled up by the hair.� He now had a handful of her hair and as he pulled, it forced her to arch her back.� The rough handling excited her even more, especially when he added words like, �whore, slut, and tramp� to his prattle of how good her pussy felt and what a great fuck she was.
The veil was lifted and another cock was pressed into her lips.� Opening her eyes, she also opened her mouth.� Immediately she was rewarded with another wet slimy cock, coated with the fresh juices of the pirate girl�s cunt.� Now as she rocked forward from a hard thrust into her pussy, the gorilla�s cock was rammed deep into her mouth.� This was wilder than anything she ever dreamed of or contemplated, to be fucked from both ends at once.�
Hockey guy grunted, �I�m cumming, bitch.� I�m cumming in your slutty cunt, you whore!�� Then she felt the pulsating tube of man-meat delivering it�s offering to the temple of her vagina.� By now, she knew what that meant, the throbbing squirting organ triggering another wave of total pleasure that radiated out to every far corner of her nubile body.�
She was sprawled out on her side when someone lifted a leg and mounted her side saddle.� She didn�t know who it was, nor did she care, she only wanted one thing� to be fucked and then fucked again and again.� Quickly she lost track of who was doing her or how many times they did her.� The only thing that mattered to Carol was the relentless joining of genitals and the intense feelings that washed over her time and again as the little orgy in the park raged into the night.
All too soon for the lust crazed girl, the fuckings stopped.� Seeing her new fuck buddies sitting off to one side, she crawled over to one, nuzzled into his groin and began sucking on his soft cock.
�Hey, lay off my dick, will ya?� he protested.� �That�s enough, genie-girl.� Shit, you�ve worn us all out!� Stop, damn it!�
�Hey, what time do you suppose it is?� asked the fucked out pirate girl.
�I dunno,� replied one of the boys, �but it�s got to be getting late.� My old lady�s gonna skin me if I stay out too much longer.�
�Yeah, me too.� Fuck! I�ve got an algebra test tomorrow,� said another.
�Algebra test?� Bummer, man, bummer.�
�Let�s get the fuck out of here before my dick falls off,� quipped the gorilla guy.� �This bitch will kill us if we let her!�
Carol was still buzzing from an overload of endorphins as everyone stood and began getting dressed.� �C�mon, genie-girl.� Get your ass up and get dressed.�
�Aw, just leave her ass here,� said the skeleton guy once again dressed in his robe.� �C�mon, we gotta go.�
�Just a minute, guys.� Hank, give me a hand with her, will ya?�
While the Hank the Chainsaw Killer held her upright, the gorilla did his best to dress her, getting her top on haphazardly. While pulling her pantaloons up to her waist, he ripped the �ankle� of one �leg�, so that one leg of her pantaloons now hung freely between her legs.� With Carol more or less dressed, the troop of teens plowed out through the bushes and out into the open trail deep in the park.
One by one, members of the group went their separate ways into the night, until nearing her home it was just she and Gorilla.� Saying his goodbyes, he ran his hand up inside her pantaloons once again.� Giving a firm cheek a firm squeeze he said, �You�re my kind of girl.� A real nice fuck.� How about if we hook up Friday night?� We�ll smoke some weed and go fuck in the park again.�
�I�d like that,� replied Carol sincerely.
�Great!� You�re on, baby!�
He turned to walk away, but then turned back. �Hey, girl, what�s your phone number?�
�222-1234,� she answered.
�That�s easy enough� just like you,� he quipped.� �Well, I call ya!� See ya Friday, Genie.�
�It�s Carol, my name�s Carol.�
�Whatever��
For Carol, getting fucked was best thing that ever happened to her.� The feeling of a cock slicing into her pussy was nothing short of fantastic! Easily it had been the best day of her life and she was elated.� She had discovered a pathway to acceptance, to happiness and love!� She had sex with a boy and he wanted more! She had loved it and he loved it!� Knowing that the boy wanted to fuck her again, Carol�s spirits soared!� Finally someone liked her!� A boy liked her!� A boy wanted her!� She had a boyfriend!� Maybe, just maybe, she had three boyfriends!� Wow!� Three boyfriends!
For the last two blocks, Carol walked alone in the darkness with her clothes half ripped off, her cum sodden pussy tingling in anticipation of her upcoming Friday night hook up. The only sounds she heard were some dogs barking and the far off wail of a train whistle.� Despite her euphoria of knowing that she was now wanted, being alone like that in the dead of the night, totally vulnerable to whatever she might encounter, sort of creeped her out.
Soon she passed Mr. Donaldson�s home.� She thought about getting the Dove Bars he�d promised, but the lights were all out.� The lights at her house, however, were still on and that was both a relief and a concern.
Carol�s stepfather drained yet another can of beer.� The action playing out on his big screened TV was getting interesting.� Women�s Championship Mud Wrestling� one of his favorites, you just never knew when a mud coated bra would be ripped away.� He heard the door open and then close.� Glancing up at the clock, he saw that it was past eleven; Trick or Treat was over at nine.
�Get your ass in here, girl!� he growled.
Carol, fearing the worst, timidly stepped inside the den where her father had been sitting and waiting.
�Ya know what time it is?� I�ve gotta work tomorrow, ya know and you�ve gotta go to school!� Now, just where in the hell have��� He stopped in midsentence as he saw the dirty tattered costume that barely hung on her waist and he saw that her stomach and arms were smeared with mud.� Looking up, he noted that somehow her top was on upside down and that leaves and other debris were stuck in her hair.
�Ya got fucked!� he declared.� �God damn it! I told ya ya�d get fucked going out like that.�
He paused and considered the immediate situation.� �Were ya raped?�
�No, Daddy,� she replied meekly.
�That�s good� I suppose,� he answered as his attention focused on the shadow of her pubic hair showing through the thin fabric.
�C�mere closer.�
Carol stepped closer.� To her surprise he yanked down her pantaloons.
Gazing upward into the exposed crotch of his little girl, he saw her distended and swollen labia and the sperm-matted hair of her pubic mound.� As he studied the lurid sight, forever burning it into his memory, a wad of cum bubbled from between her reddened distended pussy lips.� Reaching forward he scooped up the whitish goo with his middle finger.
�Well, I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later,� he waxed philosophically.� �Boys and girls have been doing that sort of thing since the founding of the Roman Empire� maybe even sooner.�
He paused before continuing to gather his thoughts.� �Well, well, well� you�re a woman now, Carol. Don�t know why I didn�t notice before� guess I�m going blind, but, damn, ya�ve filled out quite nicely, girl."�
Rubbing his hand on his chin, he caught a whiff of her scent.� He put his finger to his nose and inhaled.�� Noting that she didn't blush, he boldly asked, "Tell me, did ya like it?� Did ya like getting fucked?�� He saw the slight grin on her face.� Little did he know that she still thought that everything was really funny and especially
�Yeah, ya liked it, didn�t ya?� You�re just like your mama,� he snorted.
�Well, go on, ya had your fun tonight.� Get cleaned up and go to bed.�
No matter what he might have done, it would still be the best night of her life, but Carol was genuinely surprised that he wasn�t angry with her.� She�d expected a spanking at the minimum and possibly be grounded, not that she ever went anywhere anyway.� In fact, it seemed to her that he was totally cool with it.� She turned and traipsed away without a care in the world, her pants still down around her knees, while her stepfather got an eyeful of her deliciously flexing naked ass.
A few moments later he heard the shower running and Carol singing as she relived the wonderfully salacious highlights of the night.�
�Listen to her,� he said to himself as he adjusted the hard salami in his pants.� �She liked getting dicked and from the looks of it, she got one hell of a dicking.� I wonder who did her?��
Another thought crossed his mind as he recalled the sperm dripping from her cunt.� �Shit,� he muttered out loud, �she might get knocked up!�
As he pondered this new dilemma he came up with a solution.� �Yes!� I know!� I�ll take to see old Doc Tubbs tomorrow.� He can fix her up with one of them �morning after� pills� Yeah, that�ll do it.� Then I�ll put her ass on birth control.
�Hell yeah, that should do the trick.�
Pleased with his answer to that problem, another quandary cropped up.� �Fuck! How in the hell am I gonna pay for it?� he asked the room while watching the two women, now both wallowing in the mud bare-breasted.� His landscape business was doing just okay, and being self-employed, his medical benefits were next to none.� He�d have to pay for it out of own pocket.
�Fuck!� he muttered in frustration.
Pondering on this unwelcomed financial question he came up with a solution, a solution that didn�t sit very well with him.� He�d have to use the money he�d been saving to buy a new duck gun.� For years he�d wanted one, semi-automatic 12-guage with a fully adjustable choke.� Damn it!� It was just within his reach, but now it was cruelly snatched away!
The more he thought about that, the more annoyed he became.� �Hell, I feed her, I clothe her, and now I gotta pay so that some pimpled-faced punk can fuck her!� he snorted.� �It ain�t fair!� It just ain�t fair!� She ain�t even mine!� I took care of her� somebody had to, but she ain't mine."
He thought about how Carol had become his problem. "First thing I knowed, bitch stole all my money and left me with her kid! Ain't Carol's fault, but damnit, I never even married her slut-whore of a mother!�� He stewed for several more minutes, reliving the wrongs of the past, not even caring that the bikini bottoms of one mud wrestler was now down off her hips.
Then in a moment of inspiration, it came to him!� With a smile he settled in to enjoy the rest of the wrestling match while waiting for Carol to finish her shower.� Just as a mud-covered bare-breasted wrestler held up the bikini bottoms of her vanquished opponent, he saw Carol come out of the bath with a towel wrapped around her ripe body.� Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the defeated woman rise up from the mud to yank down the victor�s bottoms.
�Carol!� Come here, darling!� he called keeping one eye glued on the tube.� Carol stopped.� Wrapping another towel around her head, she came to see what her stepfather wanted.
�Ya know,� he began, �what with your mama having run off and all, I should�ve had a little talk with ya long before this.� But I guess that ain't necessary now.� Is it?� You already know all about how much fun it is humping in the grass,� he chuckled, �and getting your little pussy stuffed with a big stiff cock.�
His gregarious smile faded away.� �But there�s something ya might not know, or at least not fully appreciate�� Girl, you�re gonna get knocked up�� If not from tonight, then maybe the next time some guy sticks ya with his cock and unloads his balls in ya.� It�s like Russian Roulette, and sooner or later, you�re guaranteed to lose.�
�Now, it won�t be the end of the world.� That�s how we all got here and we�re all doing just fine.� The kid won�t give a shit, but having a baby will change YOUR life forever.� For starters, you�ll have to drop out of school to take care of the little bastard.� Your days will be spent changing smelly poopy diapers and cleaning apple sauce off the ceiling.� College will be out of the question.�
�Not only that,� he continued, �but who�s gonna support this baby?� Think about that! Who�s gonna pay all the doctor bills and pay for diapers and all the other bullshit?� You�re too young to dance in a nudie club like your mama did before she disappeared.� Hell, you�re too damned young to do anything worth a shit.� So... who�s gonna have to pay for it all?�
He waited a moment before answering his own question with a roar, �Me, that�s who!!!!� I�ll have to dig more holes to plant more trees, break my back hauling more fucking rocks and generally bust my goddamned ass even more than I do now!�
�I�m sorry, Daddy.� I didn�t mean too��
�Hush up! I ain�t finished!� he barked.�
�There�s a solution,� he added more calmly.� �A good solution, I think...
�Ya like fucking, don't ya?" Carol nodded.
�In fact, ya love to fuck, don't ya?" Carol nodded.
"Yeah, that's my girl... Now here�s what we�re gonna do.� I�m gonna take you to see Dr. Tubbs tomorrow.� He�ll fix up ya up real good so that ya won�t get prego no matter who ya fuck or how often ya get fucked�
�Pretty good, huh?� Problem is, who�s gonna pay for that?...� Me? I�m supposed to pay so that some jackleg can ball ya in the woods?�� Wagging his finger he added, �Oh, no, no, no, little girl.�
He stood up and got real close to his stepdaughter.� She watched as his work-roughened hand came forward to grasp the towel wrapped around her body.� Gently he tugged at it until it became loose and then fell away.� Her ripe body fully revealed, his attention was drawn to the four red blood blisters that tattooed her womanly orbs.� Tapping a hickie with his finger, he huskily asked, �Who did this?�
Flushed with excitement that her daddy was ogling and touching her naked body she replied, �They did.�
�They?� They did?� Shit, girl, just how many guys fucked ya tonight?�
�Three� and a girl.�
�Damn!� You�re sure making this easy,� he snorted.
�Ya know, fucking three guys at once� and right out of the box�� That makes you a certified slut, Carol, and a whore.� A slut whore like your mama.�� With a knowing snigger he added, �Well� I ain't surprised and to be honest, I ain't necessarily displeased with that fact either.�
�I�m sorry, Daddy, I didn�t mean to��
�Hush up!� I don�t give a damn who fucked ya, or how many.� That�s your business, not mine.�
She felt her stepfather�s finger tips trail down from the mouth-induced tattoo and settle on a fat nipple.� �Here�s what I propose.� The genie�s out of the bottle, so to speak, and no power on earth can put it back.� You�ve spread your legs and ya liked it.� Ya loved those cocks slicing up into your belly tonight.� Didn�t ya, girl?�� With her stepfather rolling her nipple between his fingers, Carol nodded that she did love getting fucked.�
�Now that ya know what fucking is all about, you�re gonna keep fucking, but� I ain�t paying to have guys do ya, especially since I ain�t had any steady pussy myself since your mama left.� By god, ya little slut, ya can pay for it!� he said tugging at stiff nipple and watching her reaction.
�But� I don�t have any money,� she protested as good feelings shot directly from her nipple to her cunt, causing a release of juices and a throbbing yearning to begin.
�I�ll lend it to ya, darling,� he said reassuringly as he continued to feel her up, �but ya gotta pay me back.�
�How am I gonna pay you back, Daddy?�
�It�s simple.� I pay ya, so ya can pay me.� Now that�s fair, ain�t it?��
He let go of her throbbing nipple and stepped back.� She watched her stepfather slowly unzip his pants.
�I think ya get the idea� Don�t ya, slut?�
She answered her daddy by reaching forward and sticking her hand in his open fly in search of his gnarly pleasure rod.�
Feeling her cool hand surrounding his hot meat he huskily praised, �Good girl," adding while unbuckling his belt, "from now on, ya can sleep with me.� It�ll be my treat, Carol, but your trick,� he declared with a grin.
With a playful swat to her bare buns he laughed, �Now go get your ass in my bed, girl.� It�s getting late and I�ve got a powerful yearning to bust a nut in ya!��
THE END
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