THE POWER AND THE GLORY

Cheryl remembered all about her sister Katie's roasting, partly because she was there at the kickoff and through the runup and partly because, being close Sister, Katie had told her all the details involved in her tenderizing process.

When Katie was 13 class old, and Cheryl fourteen, the family attended together the spit-roasting of the daughter of family ally, a seventeen year old named Allanah, whom Katie and Cheryl knew but only slightly. There had been very much word about whether Katie should witness a roasting yet, whether she was old enough and given all the sex that got involved, but she managed to coax item out of Cheryl which gave her enough ammunition to convince their parents to consume her along. It was, after all, going to be a big company, a big celebration and why should shy little Katie be denied some inevitable worldly exposure ? Even from when she was small, Katie was strong-willed and very promising. Manipulative, even.

But, as Cheryl knew, that was the hidden part of her sister. The alfresco facial expression was more difficult. beginning of all, Katie wasn't ugly or anything, but she was, well, plain, physically and otherwise. Nothing about her stood out ( unlike her sis who was always swarmed by the boys, if pointlessly given her hale undying affair with Alex ). She struggled - not always successfully - for C's in school. In mandatory sportswoman classes she was always last to be picked to be on teams. She had a duad of wispy friends but that was it. Her preferent activity was being alone in her room reading book, the claim and subject area of which she managed to go along secret even from her sis. Her on-line explorations were all password-locked.

Unusually, then, when they were all driving home from the Allanah event, Katie couldn't closure talking about what she had just seen."It was so cool ! She had that rod up her pussy and all the way through her ! And she was, like, writhing on it while she screamed. She was having an orgasm, right ?"

Their mother, Beth, turned to her."Yes, that's rightfield, dear. If things are done correctly that's character of the reward."

"What's the early part ?"

"wellspring, it's knowing you have completely submitted to everyone for their pleasure. And that your ally and family are going to just bonk eating you. And will call up you forever."

Katie thought for a minute."How a good deal does it anguish ?"

Her mom gave her a niggling smile."Quite a lot, dear. Although applied science has advanced a fair bit since cannibalism became legitimatise and regulated. Much skillful and more utile spittle. And the find of a pain-reduction drug which, properly prescribed, doesn't taint the meat, doesn't take all the botheration away - because that's part of the experience - but reduces it enough so that the lady friend - the centre - doesn't lose cognisance too soon. The idea is for her to be aware right wing through to, hopefully, when multitude start slicing off pieces of her."

Beth Also explained the chemical onward motion made. In the other cannibalism Clarence Shepard Day Jr., they would gut the fille, as with any creature, in order to foreclose any bacterial infections from cross-contaminating. But people wanted to find the lady friend experiencing the unharmed roasting process. So what was now referred to as a"conditioner ”, an internally consume chemical compound, was invented and developed. This, in substance"cleaned out"the guts for long enough for the roasting process. Meaning that the female child could be roasted active wthout any issues.

"Yeah, I was pretty sure she was still alive and looking at me when I cut into her tit."

"Was it good ?"

"Yeah, she was really delicious."

Katie went quiet down for a spell, clearly considering many thing in her own idea. Her dad, behind the bicycle of the Mercedes, carried on driving after exchanging a grin with his wife. As they were pulling up to their suburban home, Katie asked,"How did Allanah get picked to be roasted ?"

Their Padre, Dave, a attorney, replied,"fountainhead that was her male parent's decisiveness. As I'm sure you know, under the cannabalism practice of law girls are owned by their Fatherhood or husband and so if the owner wants to roast a girl he just does it."

Katie said,"Did Allanah have any say ?"

"Of course not. But her dad told me she was pretty excited about it and just loved her tenderizing before the roast."

They pulled up to the firm. Dave said,"Okay, girlfriend, it's late. In the house and up to bed. School tomorrow."

Cheryl thought she saw Katie about to ask another head and then decide not to. That was Katie's way, she knew : when something intrigued her she needed to suppose thing through in her own mind before expressing herself out loud.

The girls shared a two-sink bathroom and as they were brushing their tooth Katie opened up just a bit."Cheryl, would you do that ? Get cooked ? Spit-roasted ?"

"I don't think so,"Cheryl said,"At least not if I had any choice."

"Would you ? Have a choice ?"

"Who knows ? Right now it's up to dad and he just doesn't seem the type for that. We don't even buy girl heart and soul at the memory board and eat it at home, right ? Or in eating place. Only at things like tonight, to be civilised. And then of course, when we're xviii - and that's adjacent yr for me - there's the lotteries and school committments and all that."

"Yeah."Katie was form of aware of the electric potential of eventually being eaten not out of pick but until this evening she hadn't given it lots thought. She was only thirteen, if a rather mature version.

The next evening at dinner Katie blurted :"I've given this a lot of thought and I want to be cooked and eaten like Allanah ! Now !"

Her parents reacted with consternation."Darling,"her female parent said."You're too immature ! What are you thinking ?"

Cheryl looked at her sister in a mix of wonder and muddiness."Yeah, Katie, you're only just turned 13. I'm fourteen and I couldn't make that decision."

"I've thought it through, guys,"Katie said."I figure with how the system works the odds of me getting picked to be cooked when I'm eighteen are pretty undecomposed anyway so why put off the inevitable ? We all have to die sometime. Watching Allanah be cooked and eaten and screaming and ... and writhing ... just seemed so, well, so assuredness. And watching her on the spit and whenever I think about it now my ... my pussy gets all wet."She gave a little chill."And I'd rather be properly cooked at home and eaten by protagonist and family now than obtain myself aged and sold commercially and be cut up for supermarkets."

Their parents threw each other relentless looks. Dave, her founder, never a very hard-and-fast or high-and-mighty dad, took on an saying the girls had never quite seen before.

"No !"he said, quite loudly."You are simply too youthful, Katie. Too young to be making such decisiveness. Saviour, you haven't even developed mamilla yet ! And your c -"And then, even more firmly to deflect perhaps an out or keeping comment :"We will not discuss this again !"

And they didn't. Well, not exactly. Because Katie, at every opportunity, would fluff and hint about the subject, every time receiving a very tough look of dismissal from her father and pretty much the same from her female parent. When Cheryl tried to blab to Katie about it, Katie just told her that her judgment was made up. Although one time she had a twosome of questions.

"What exactly happens with ‘ tenderizing'?"she asked Cheryl one night before bed, a few months after her announcement.

Cheryl said,"I'm not sure I know all of it, but from what I hear it goes like this : two or three days before she gets roasted, the girl is taken by whomever has offered her - Daddy in this case."Cheryl faltered a bit at having personalized what she was about to describe."Dad or whoever strips you naked forever and then basically fucks the hell out of you as much as he can before the roasting. It's believed this tenderizes your organic structure, especially your slit. And so many constant quantity orgasms helps to get you into a consummate res publica of thinker. From the time it starts until you're on the spit you're basically being fucked all the sentence, in one hole or the other. Usually the server, like papa just as an object lesson, will have a couple of protagonist help him out so that the fucking doesn't ever stop for long."She paused and looked into her baby's bright blue center, which were sparkling."That's about it, I guess ”.

Cheryl could get wind that Katie's breathing had slowed and buzz off deep. Her mouth was half heart-to-heart in a big smile."And you get to blow their cocks, right ?"

"I think so."

Katie kept up her short teases and taunts over the followng brace of years, but to no help. And then it was her one-sixteenth birthday. That Sunday morning Cheryl and her parents were seated at the breakfast table when Katie came down and into the kitchen - stark naked. This was not completely strange in this family, but this time Katie was really strutting her stuff. She had developed quite quickly over the past couple of yr. She was still a bit of a petite girl, but her firm and perked-up teat were just a footling bigger than one might ingest expected, topped with hone pink mamilla which were now jutting forward, hard as could be. She hadn't been shaving her slit because there was very lilliputian of her slick pubic hairsbreadth there ; she still looked a bit like a little little girl, but not completely. And the overall endearing prettiness that she had begun the exhibit had really come to the fore : she was now gorgeous. Not at all any foresighted"plain stitch ”.

"Look what I have to offer now !"she said to her category, twisting and writhing her organic structure, a bit giggly and definitely excited."Plus I've been bleeding for two years now so I am a womanhood ! I've got mature meat on me. And legally in this body politic, I'm sixteen so anybody can fuck me."She levelled her eyes at her don.

Katie stood there, wiggling and thrusting her kitty-cat in the sexy way possible, the embodiment of anticipation.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, with the girls'parents giving each former long spirit.

Dave regarded his daughter and for the first time, as a man, appraised her. He did a lot of travel in his employment and hadn't been home a lot lately and certainly hadn't seen Katie full-out naked in a tenacious meter. As his gaze lingered on her pin-up tits, her sweet mouth, her shaped legs and her downy cunt, he felt his cock rising quickly. One more eye-sweep over Katie's teasing offer and he was granite hard.

"You're really pushing this, aren't you, sweetheart ?"

Katie looked directly at her dad's crotch. He was wearing a bathrobe and the front was now partially parted from the force play of his erect shaft."Yeah, Daddy,"she said."I'm pushing intemperately !"

Dave swallowed and looked at his wife. She was unmanageable to read.

Katie said :"I'm really surely I'll be delicious, Daddy ! And what I want to a greater extent than anything in my hale life sentence is for you to misrepresent me and eat me ! And,"she added,"tenderize me."

Dave found himself clearing his throat, but unable to take his eyes off Katie. Because the truth was that he'd been kidding himself. He had been watching his petty girl flower over the past many month. Watching closely. And because of her teasing and taunting about spit-roasting, he had been doing some inquiry, both on-line and in subtle conversation with the bozo at work, one of whom had actually gone through the cognitive process of cooking his own child. Allanah's Father-God, culprit of Allanah's spit-roast, had also conveyed some detail of his own experience. All of which to say that Dave had been giving the opinion of roasting Katie a whole lot Sir Thomas More thought than he let on, despite his initial and genuine refusal to her.

"Have you ... have you ..."he began, finding his hand involuntarily cupping his balls,"Katie, have you ever been fucked ? ... Before ?"

Katie's smile was like a girl twice her age watching a ambush get tripped."No, pappa. This is a Virgo slit. I've been saving it."She slipped a digit up inside her pussy."You get to own it completely. And eat it. Raw and cooked !"

Dave managed to pull his stare away from his daughter's amazing body and look at Beth, his wife, his eyes an obvious mix of confusion and permission-seeking. Beth looked down before speaking, down at Dave's now-open-fronted bathrobe where his big cock stood proud and loud, it's tip shiny with a intelligent drool of precum.

"It's up to you, dear,"Beth said. She's your girl. You own her. And she's certainly more than willing."Beth cut her husband a lot of mire ; after all, he could accept cooked up her, Beth, twelvemonth ago but didn't because she just really didn't deficiency to go that route. Let me bear you a couple of daughter instead she had told him. daughter always being a potential outcome of child innovation given whatever it was that happened to the gene pocket billiards several years back. Indeed that's how cannibalism got its firm clutch : way too many birthing turned out girls and so slaughtering them helped pluck the herd, helped toward some of the old grammatical gender balance. Male-dominated balance, as it should be. Or so was the common - and legislative - view.

Dave looked back at his cutey-pie."Could we maybe just, you know, fuck for a couple of old age until you're older ?"

Katie's face did this piddling twist that they all recognized ; she would not be swayed from whatever she had planned. And right now she planned to be roasted with a saliva rod up her juicy pussy, up and through her mouth, turned on a spit alive over searing fervency. Hoping she might still be conscious when her pappa filleted her sweet cunt, bit into it and chewed.

"No dialogue, Daddy. All or nothing. And it better be all !"She stroked her pussy some more and everyone, especially Dave, could see that it had now become slippery, wet and slick."And don't forget : there's this, too !"She turned around, hang in half and reached behind and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing her cute fiddling pink cocksucker, all overnice and clean. She was able-bodied to afford it a little in-out pucker movement.

Beth knew Dave well enough to bonk when his genius seized and began its inevitable downwardly journey into his lovely cock. The tool that Katie was now staring at and licking her sassing about. Katie imagined she had seen it before, passingly, over the yr, but never in the operose Department of State. And it was beautiful, not that Katie, unlike her sister, had a lot of full point of comparison. Like all men in this neck of the Mrs. Henry Wood Dave was circumsized. His putz wasn't huge in distance - although certainly not unretentive - but a real lineament was the knob on the end that was especially bulbouse, the glans all shiny and stretched tight - with its current precum layer making it seem to beam. Katie found herself licking her lips again.

Dave stood up, that cock gloriously thrust forward. Cheryl was starting to possess certain mentation even though Alex, her long-time boyfriend, kept her cunt so busy she couldn't quite imagine anything more. But still ...

Dave said :"Katie, sweetheart, you're very persistent. And I've always known you to be a girlfriend with her own judgement and convictions, even when you were trivial. And so, well -"he glanced at both Beth and Cheryl -"You've got a deal."Despite the sept history on this subject, anyone would see that Dave was positively beaming."Now, I'm new at this, never roasted a girl before, so I'm going to demand some time to do some serious and detailed inquiry so that it all works out for you. All of which is to say I'll be a bit tied up the next span of day, so the joint will have to be six days from now, adjacent Sabbatum. There'll be fate of organizing and point and things for me to explicate to you. I want this to be your sodding day.

"My sodding day. But also before that : the tenderizing !"

"Well, yes,"Dave said, a huge smile on his face."That will be officially Thursday and Friday. But we can certainly get a principal starting time right field now !"

Dave stepped over to Katie, all cock-out, dropping his bathrobe. She giggled and sighed as he grabbed her tits and then her wet pussy, while her hands and then her mouth embraced his bulb and quill. She squeezed his glorious big balls.

Dave said to Beth and Cheryl :"You guys quell, okay ? I want you to see this."Beth and Cheryl exchanged smile, felicitous to be the audience, both of them starting to wet-up, each for her own intellect. Dave picked up Katie and laid her on her back on the kitchen table.

Cheryl was tickled and a bit surprised to see this lecherous and extremely aroused side of her father. She would have to be intimate him one day, whatever the circumstances. She could almost feel it herself as Dave rammed that cock into his young daughter, the girl nearly losing her breath. He broke her hymen in one go with only a trivial squeaker from Katie. And then just pounded the dump out of her. Her orgasm ( s ) came in perfect sync to his as he dumped more than cum than he believed he ever had before.

This next week is going to be really something, he figured, not precisely knowing that Katie was having exactly the like thought.

The following daytime seemed to fly by. Dave had designated Thursday and Friday as prescribed tenderizing twenty-four hour period with the four day between then and now considered to be a sort of run-up period as Dave got deep into his inquiry on spit-roasting.

He would bed Katie as often as potential during this time so that from Thursday on he would be loose to keep it constant ( with some assist he was beginning to programme ). During this entire time period Katie would remain naked and quit school. If she wanted to go out, say, with Cheryl, it would be clear to all that she was now a naked meat girl. On Mon Beth would take her to the Board to get her certified as she'd never had campaign to be before ( she came out Grade A, destined for saliva roasting or baking ) and the official metal tag saying so was pierced into her clit. Katie just loved to flash its glazed metal.

In the source days of functionary cannibalism, once a fille was planned for food, she became, and was called,"meat ”, as she was no longer seen as human. But Dave was of a imperfect tense idea and took the increasingly pop view that this was unncessarily demeaning to the girls who, at least in family cases, they loved dearly despite what they were doing to them. It ended up being more arousing and twisted to all concerned to keep up the quondam relationship right to the end. So Katie would not be just"centre"to her dad, she would remain his close daughter that he was fucking and was going to kill. They would continue to call each other"Daddy"and"Katie ”. And in Dave's creative thinker this seemed to up the right level of darkness and depravity in an bring up way. Katie just loved it that she was not being done as just a slice of meat - even if in fact she was one - but as herself, a volition and shudder daughter of her felicitous and corneous Daddy.

Similarly, if she met people on the street that she knew, she would be Sir Thomas More than meat ; she would be Dave's Katie, the pretty female child being fucked silly, soon to be eaten. Obviously she really was still meat as the traditionalists would hold, but this new approach spiced things up a bit more, made it creepy which is a horny matter. Of row, if she was out and about over the adjacent couple of days and got spotted by men or twelve-year-old ( or whatever ) boys, they were, as usual, gratuitous to gyp her cunt and asshole and play with her gorgeous tits for a bit. Boys will be horny son and this always seemed fair. Letting them fuck her was frowned upon, though, as she was still property.

On Monday when Katie and Cheryl went shopping for a footling revealing sundress Cheryl wanted for the roasting company, Katie almost went a minuscule too far with the meat girl rules. It was late afternoon and Katie hadn't been fucked since just after breakfast as her papa was at Tim's doing his training. So, to be bonny, she was horny ; her just-past-virginity consistence - and mind - had now quickly developed a slap-up and constant sexual need.

It was a hot day and the girls were sitting in a Starbucks with a couple of ice latte when three boy, who actually did appear to be twelve years old, walked in. distinctive boys, always kibbutzing and rattling on about whatever dumb calculator game was in favour with them. Until one of them, Darren, a blond rangy kid, spotted Katie, her nudity rather obvious.

"Hey guys,"he said, signalling his brother."Over here."He pointed toward Katie and Cheryl and approached their table, his buddy in tow. He stood in front of the girls for a bit until they acknowledged the boys'presence.

"Hi,"Katie said.

"Hey,"Darren said, looking transfixed by her tits and seeing her bitch tag."So, like, are you a marrow lady friend ?"

Being recognized this way was a turn-on for Katie. A big smile at Darren :"Yes I am !"And she threw her smiling to the early two boys, Nathan and Tom."How are you guy cable ?"

"Just great."He turned to his friends."Yo, guys. A real meat girl. It's okay if we want to bed around with her."He looked into Katie's aspect."Right ?"

Katie said :"wellspring, no actual nookie but, for certain, yeah, palpate free to touch."She stood up to give them honorable access.

Darren right away reached out and grabbed a tit and started kneading it."Nice !"

"Thanks,"Katie said,"Not too voiceless !"as Nathan took a good handle of her other knocker, and began rubbing its nipple with his fingers, giving Katie a slight tremor.

"I never met a meat girl before,"Tom said, his hired hand still at his side."You're really pretty."

"Thanks a lot."She widened her position and spread her stage, looking down at her starting–to-get-wet cunt. She smiled at Tom. He was pretty cute, dark-coated, thin and with a kind face. He was shirtless given the very warm day, his torso hairless and incline with a hint of muscles to derive. Quite lovely."Feel free,"she said, indicating her kitty-cat. Katie was finding that being a meat girl was incredibly liberating. And hot.

Tom reached out and touched Katie's pussy, running his fingers through the soft tuft of haircloth, then sliding them into her slit."Mmmm, nice,"Katie said quietly. Darren had now begun to blow her left tit, perhaps surprisingly in a very sore way. It felt great and Katie could sense her pussycat getting wetter. Nathan had both his hands on her former tit and he, too had a teat in his mouth, sucking hard as if trying to cast out milk. Tom finally pushed a finger all the way into her slit and quickly found her clitoris. Katie shivered.

"You're commodity at that,"she said to the boy.

"number one time in a cunt,"he said, his breathing seeming laboured and his face flushed."It's awe-inspiring !"

"How old are you ?"Katie asked him.

"thirteen. Almost."

Katie reached over and cupped Tom's crotch."Getting a little crowded in there ?"

"Mmmff,"was all Tom got out.

Tom was wearing slightly baggy shortstop with no belt. Katie raised her manus and undid the top release of his fly. Another"mmfff"from Tom. There were four more buttons ; Katie undid them all. Yet another"mmfff ”, this one louder. Katie looked up and into Tom's now-glazed eye."Wan na come out to recreate ?"

Tom gave her a dopey grinning when Katie, as she pulled down his pants, discovered that Tom wore no underwear. Tom's fully-erect rooster jumped out like it was spring-loaded. Cute, Katie thought, looking at it. Not like pop's, maybe only about four inches, but shaped nicely with pretty big smooth orb. She noticed he had only a few little wisps of fuzz just above where his prick met his flat corporation. Katie took hold of the turncock and Tom audibly exhaled.

"I..I ... uh, just started masturbating hold out week,"Tom said.

"So you can come ?"

"Uh, huh."

"Well large. Just proceed doing what you're doing to my cunt."By this clip Tom had nearly his whole small hand inside her pussy, managing to incite things around without losing contact lens with her clit. She had no musical theme how a boy so immature and inexperienced could pull wires a clitoris so well and found herself beginning to breath very heavily, the cunt-vibrations starting. But she didn't want to cum just yet so she unlatched her tits from the other two son and dropped to her knees and pulled Tom's unscathed pecker into her back talk and went to Ithiel Town on it. Tom's"Mmmf's"turned into moan, moans loud enough that one of the Starbuck's baristas, an old womanhood, looked over from across the room with a big smile. She'd seen this sort of thing before and not for the first time felt some enviousness towards sum girls.

Unsurprisingly, it didn't take long before Tom exploded in her mouth. He didn't shoot anywhere near as much as pa, naturally, but it was still an telling encumbrance given he was still just twelve year old. She swallowed every drib, licked his dick totally pick, stood up and gave the stunned-looking Tom a little osculation on the lips. She turned to the other two guys who had been watching, enthralled."So, boys,"she said, her heart and lips extensive. They were already fumbling to undo their belts.

Cheryl had been watching the proceedings up until now with smashing amusement - and excitement. As she had reached the grand old age of seventeen, she found these son terribly young and yet she was getting turned on by their blind hot pants. As she watched them pull down their gasp, she spoke up.

"Katie, I know you're the centre girl and all but that blow job was pretty hot and I ... I ... well, would you mind if I took one of these two ?"Cheryl's relationship with her boyfriend Alex was mostly monogamous but they allowed some fooling around as long as it didn't get excited or romantic.

"Cheryl !"Katie said."Of course ! I don't want to be greedy. Your pick.

Cheryl looked at the two boy, acknowledging that they, like Tom, were pretty cute."guy wire ”, she said as they finished pulling their pant down - no underwear on them either - their faces a mix of smiles and wonder ; peach about a lucky day ! Cheryl, after all, was at least as hot as Katie, maybe more so. Both boys were as surd as they could get. Both dripping with pre-cum and their pecker standing up almost vertically, straining like it nearly hurt. But, well, if it did, it wouldn't be for long.

"How old are you guy cable ?"Cheryl asked.

Nathan mumbled"13"and Darren almost proudly said"Twelve ”. Cheryl stood up and looked at Nathan."Wan na have some fun ?"Nathan's prick flicked upward on its own, hard. It was quite a nice rooster, Cheryl thought, pretty big for his age. And his testis were especially attractive, just something about them as they hung there from his near-hairless genital organ. Quite different from Alex's package but vive la difference ! as her French people teacher might say. She stood up and motioned to Nathan."Over here ! Name ?"

"Nathan. And I can cum, too."

"Great,"Cheryl said."I'm hungry. Just lie down here."She had led him over to the long seat of a banquette and had him lie on his back, playing with his cock and balls in the process."I'm Cheryl and you're gon na eff this."

She lifted her short cotton skirt, under which she wore no panty ( She never did unless on her period ). She climbed over and straddled his second joint, saying,"Let's get started with this,"pulling one of his work force to her cunt.

Meanwhile Katie had taken Darren by his hard cock and led him over to a interchangeable banquette. She sat on the edge of it with Darren in front of her. His cock felt very odorous. It was pretty small, clearly with lots of growing to do, but very, very hard. When she first took postponement of it she thought he might pass out - she could feel his whole body initiate to sway.

"First meter ?"Katie asked the boy.

"Uh huh."

"How old are you really ?"

He paused, had a opinion, then said :"11. close month ”.

"Can you shoot cum ?"Cheryl had begun jacking his little dick, massaging his small balls.

"Well, um ... um ..."

"You can tell me. I'm just a kernel girl."

His hands were on her boob, rubbing."Well ... no. I try but zero comes out. But I do get, like a shiver or something. When I jack it. The guys, well, they laugh at me."

"Well fuck them,"Katie said and took his hale cock, all of it, into her rima oris. Darren groaned.

Katie made that pecker her own. She used her tongue to climb the short scape, to lick the slickness glans, to push it into Darren's pee-hole as practically as she could. He had a surprising amount of precum ( and very tasty, too ) and she ate that up. She bobbed her chief, jacking him with her lips. From the groan she was hearing she gathered she was having confirming essence.

While she was giving this lad his first ever blowjob, she licked a finger and reached one hand around him and parted his ass cheeks. She rubbed his mother fucker, pressing and sliding, slipping and gliding. When she felt she was getting unexpressed signals from the boy, she wheedled a fingerbreadth right into the muddle, deep. There was no resistence. She explored and groped until she found his prostate and pressed and rubbed.

And then in her mouth she felt something familiar that she had only recently come to know : Darren's little shaft grew just a bit bigger, and even, if that was potential, harder, especially his knob. There were some kind of piffling spasm starting. Excited at what she might be accomplishing, Katie got her spit working especially unvoiced and pumped away with her brim wrapped around the base of the cock. She pressed and rubbed even more with her fingerbreadth on his prostate. And then it happened : Darren's cock fully spasmed - so violently she had worry even keeping it in her oral fissure. Instantly, she quickly yanked her finger out of his cocksucker. ( How had she learned all this ? ) And so, like a big surprisal, Darren shot a load of cum. And not a bad sum for his age and get-go fourth dimension either, Katie thought as she succeeded in swallowing every minuscule bit of it. It tasted quite pleasantly musky and had that lovely viscous texture she had only recently felt and fall to jazz from pappa.

She let Darren's trivial cock slip out of her mouth and realized that her hands, wrapped around Darren's speed legs, had become decisive to keeping the boy from falling down. He had half passed-out. For veridical.

At the Lapp time, Cheryl had done a serious issue on Nathan. She sucked and sucked his cock, twirled her tongue on it, pumped him with her experience hired hand. She would carry both of his ball into her backtalk at once and clamp down just hard enough to where painfulness and pleasure danced together. Testicular pain sensation, she knew from Alex's breeding, is trench and a bit dread, felt over a guy's whole body, right at the edge of nausea and too very much. But applied just right it could almost bring in a guy cum.

Nathan, horny boy that he was, nearly came a few clock time, had more than once started spasming, going to the edge but not quite over. Because Cheryl was an expert with a enceinte near-psychic talent to know precisely where a guy's edge was and when and how to dangle him just over it. She and Alex had spent many wonderful hour perfecting such techniques. In their to begin with days when they were so unseasoned, Alex would quetch that Cheryl's orgasms went on so much longer than his manlike single could and she could get back into it all so much faster due to his having to wait through the refractory period of time. ( Although, to be fair, in their early 24-hour interval when they were so, so new, those weren't really all that long ).

When Nathan wasn't dodging his eruptive hummer, his face was planted completely in Cheryl's beautiful pussy. Her labia were so voiced and ardent and slippery his tongue and lips just couldn't bar mating with them. blissfulness. Cheryl's clit was also a delight to Nathan. Not that he had anything to equate it to, but it was with child and more extended than to the highest degree, making it not only leisurely to retrieve but also with a enceinte Earth's surface area than common which really kept Cheryl going. During their meeting, for some reason Nathan started counting Cheryl's sexual climax, but after a while simply lost that reckoning.

But Cheryl hadn't ; she wanted to cause point for Alex when she told him about this surprise Starbuck's runaway. However after nine flood tide she decided she would round things off at ten. She took Nathan's sweat-soaked face, practically ramming his clapper onto her clit. And Nathan instinctively bit down on it just right and began to once again suck on it like it was a small cock. Cheryl let herself fall into it and, as ramped up as she was from all the previous bodily process, let herself dive into a multi-jerk and just splendid coming.

After a minute, Cheryl looked up at Nathan as she lay back on the banquette fanny. She got him sitting on her humiliated pectus and began to stroke his rooster.

"On my font, Nathan. On my face."

The two of them took turns stroking Nathan's ready-to-burst cock. This meter Cheryl didn't use any of her delaying technique and Nathan, already ridiculously keyed up, exploded, spraying big clod of cum all over Cheryl's face which she proceeded to scrape up and both eat and cattle ranch around like a face cream. Her conclusion max she held up to Nathan.

"tasting ?"she said.

Nathan smiled and opened all-inclusive and moony, licking his backtalk as he swallowed his own tasty cum.

Nathan stood up shakily and turned to face for some water. And nearly bumped into his young buddy Darren. They just smiled loopily at each former. Darren looked down at Cheryl, lying on her back with her peg bedcover, her gaping puss all wet and syrupy. He looked back at her face.

"Hi."

"Hi."

Cheryl noted the boy was already rock-hard again even just after his time with Katie. She smiled at the eleven-year-old and said :"Would you like to eff me ?"

The boy didn't say a Scripture, just stepped forward and slid his wet hard stopcock into Cheryl's still-pulsing cunt. Cheryl decided she could care one more than sexual climax, so she pulled Darren in tight and they had a very Nice roll in the hay together. Both coming hard, like rolling waves.



When Cheryl and Katie extricated themselves from the boys they were wrapped up with and went to retrieve their iced lattes, there was a sudden eruption of applause in the cafe. The missy could see that it was being led by the older wide-smiling barista and was composed of about a twelve or so customers who must get gathered when the fille were"otherwise engaged ”. They took a theatrical bow to the smiling audience, a mix of older men and women, all grinning and chuckling.

Katie went over to the three son who were gathered together pulling on their drawers and trying to scarf out their not-quite-limp peter behind their tent-fly. It occurred to her, given what just went down, and their age, that it might be quite a while before they were ever completely limp again. Cheryl had shared with her all the boy-stories, -truths and -compulsions of being a young lad that Alex had told her about.

"So thanks, guys ! That was such a dainty surprisal !"

The boys mumbled a ecumenical grumbling of true gratitude.

"I'm sorry,"Katie continued,"that I couldn't roll in the hay you because, being a meat lady friend, there are certain rules and things. But I think it all worked out anyway."

The boys were, in their post-sexual torpor, in finish arrangement, and muttered so in unison. Nathan's rooster had gone completely firmly again and he was struggling to get his pants on. The others were guffawing in amusement.

"So boys,"Katie said to them,"I'm going to be roasted on Sabbatum and I wondered if you would like to come out for it. Get to determine it all go down and then eat some of me !"

All three boys lit up and shouted"Yes !"at the same time.

"You'll have to get your parents permission of course, but they're welcome to come, too. It's not going to be a huge barbecue, so I think,"she spread her hands and arms in a displaying-herself gesture, then brought one helping hand down to cup her cunt,"there will be enough marrow to go around !"

The young woman and their mom were sitting around the dining room table that evening, waiting for Dave to come domicile, late, as he had predicted. Beth had made a nub and vegetable casserole, family-dubbed the William Ashley Sunday Casserole - that could be kept tender for quite a spell, a dodge she often successfully used given Dave's irregular workplace agenda. But unbeknownst to her family, she had used another tactic to please them at dinner : most of the meat in the casserole was lady friend essence, in this instance a reason portmanteau of thigh and bosom along with - the meatman at the supermarket promised - about ten percent bitch, specifically labia fillet also soil. Beth had been doing this for some time as she found her family was always asking for this particular casserole. The cunt wasn't always uncommitted and while she couldn't be certain she believed there was always something missing when it wasn't included. Beth's sept had no approximation that she had been into girl gist for eld but she preferred, at the moment, to keep that to herself. SAs with former things, she had her understanding.

Beth and the girls babbled on about this and that for a patch but she could tell the daughter were holding back, that they had some finical story to tell. Eventually they admitted that was the case but they wanted to wait for Daddy to be there.

The pappa who had been quite the busy beaver. Dave was a bodied attorney and steeped in meticulousness and particular ; it was in his os to line up out everything about anything he was about to get involved with. There was sight of entropy on-line of grade, but after studying all that, he also set up a variety of practicum with one of his client, Tim Webber, who ran a consulting occupation on cannibalism and all its intricacies. Many Padre wanted to cook their own daughter, but lacked any experience, so Tim was there, for a fee, to make sure they did everything rightfulness, especially the crafty insertion of the expectoration which required training for truth and the dear event, critical to an exceptional young lady barbecue. Tim had previously worked as a sad sack and then event provider for one of the leading girl-meat society in Ithiel Town and so he had the background needed to ramify out on his own.

Tim had a life-sized, life-like female dummy, anatomically correct inside and out, for precision training. And for important extra price he would also secure a live little girl to sprinkle as a kind of net examination. Dave, wanting the very just for his sweet Katie, opted for this latter. And, as it happened, for a bit more money Tim had a further offer : thinking ahead, he and his wife had been raising 6 nipper, not surprisingly all girls ( with his wife now knocked up with a one-seventh ). They now ranged in age from five to sixteen. Tim had suggested his firstborn, Abby, for Dave's exam because, first of all, she had become a bit of a handful on the behavioural front, and, as well, he had developed a slightly modified verson of the Hellenic spittle and was eagre to test it out. Dave would begin practical statement on Tuesday with, hopefully, the spitting of Tim's daughter, Abby, that nighttime. Tim thought it would be most exciting and rewarding for Dave - and Katie - if his Abby was his get-go spit.

Dave finally arrived home for dinner. He walked in, gave his family his big patented smiling. Katie looked at the handsome and still very trim xxxviii year old man with undying love. Cheryl, too. He was mortal they could always intrust and so they never withheld from him. Not to remark that they were both simply dying to differentiate their report.

"Thank God you're here,"Beth said."The girls seem to have had some form of adventure today that they're desperate to tell us about but they kept clammed up until you got here."

"Well,"Dave said,"I can't hold to learn it, but first things first."

He had begun to undo his belt as he threw his jacket over a chairwoman."Honey-pie,"he said to Katie,"It's been a long time since breakfast !"

Katie beamed as she stood up."right here ? On the dinner table ?"

"Why not ?"her Daddy said as he pulled his pants and underclothing down, releasing his very laborious big-headed cock."Lie down !"

Katie, already naked of row, quickly got on her back on the board and spread her legs, opening her cunt wide with her fingers.

"We'll just have a quick one before dinner. We'll have more later. And make sure as shooting to leave all my cum in your cunt during dinner party. You can see out why."

Cheryl and Beth looked at each other : a before-dinner dainty ! They watched as Dave, still with his shirt on, quicky mounted his vernal girl and proceeded to drill his cock into her, no foreplay this time. He'd clearly been thinking about this all day, Beth view. Could hardly wait. Both Katie and Dave put on a thoroughly if brief display, but one with great timing : they both came at the Saame metre. Dave shouted a big loud"piece of ass ! ! ”, his side contorted with joy, and Katie half-screamed over what she, too, had been waiting for all day.

When her husband and daughter finished up with Katie licking pop's rooster clean and jerk as a whistling and with a special fiddling suck on the fix at the end, and holding her hired man to her snatch as she got down from the table, so as not to disgorge any cum, Beth went to the kitchen and fetched the casserole from the oven while the girls went to the sideboard and retrieved plates and utensils, along with a bottle of red wine. ( Beth preferred flannel wine with little girl meat but she said nothing ). Katie took the phellem from the wine bottle and stuck it in her twat to hopefully block up any unsought cum out-flow. And it felt good, too !

In poor order they all got to eating. Dave had not put his pants back on and Cheryl, from the angle of where she was sitting, to his left field, kept getting tantalizing views of her papa's still half-hard and bright cock. And his achingly attractive low-hanging Ball ; they dangled when he spoke excitedly about anything. It made her think of church bells. She was increasingly having trouble ignoring her seething desire to fuck her pappa, especially having watched him in military action so much of late. But this was Katie's week and she would never do anything to spoil that.

"So what's the big write up ?"Dave asked the girls as he swallowed a mouthful of casserole, throwing a practiced winking of appreciation and an"Mm, hmm !"to Beth.

"fountainhead,"Katie began, all excited."It's about sex and me and Cheryl, but you must know that I, Katie, did not jazz anybody."She looked at her Daddy."I know the rules : I am only yours now. Forever. Your meat. But I did promote the envelop a bit."She paused with a smiling."Personally I don't consider cock-sucking is at all the same as fucking. One of the past Chief Executive even said so."She laid that out on the table for a moment and looked at her parents. There were held-back smiles.

"So what's the chronicle, Katie ?"her dad asked again.

Katie looked at Cheryl. They both stifled titters, then gave up and laughed out loud."We had SUCH a day !"Cheryl blurted. And the two girls, Katie and Cheryl, proceeded to tell their parents the story of their Starbuck's afternoon, from each of their linear perspective, in all the item they could recall, which was near of it. They praised both the son and themselves and remembered to include a thanks to the barista who let them get away with it all.

Their parents enjoyed the fib. They laughed in the right places and appeared to get aroused in others. They even applauded when the girls said"The End ”.

"But reliable, dad,"Katie said,"I didn't ass anybody. Cheryl sure did, but not me. I stayed dependable to being a meat girl."

"Maybe, honey,"Dave said, as he swallowed the last of his helping of casserole,"but you came awfully close. I won't change any of our programme but you will have to have some punishment."

"No, daddy, no !"Katie said, pretending to be upset. In fact she couldn't delay."Not, like, right now ? Please, no !"

"rightfield now. Come here."

Katie got up and adjusted the cork in her snatch to take a crap sure as shooting it was still well-planted and her kitty wasn't leaking any of the cum. She went to her papa and simply laid over his lap, but ensuring she had a mitt wrapped around his hammer under her. Her cute short ass stuck up nice and high, in perfect position for what was to come. And what was to come, came right away. WHACK ! Dave's undefended mitt came down on her bum with full violence. It really anguish. Katie shouted but loved it. Another hard whack.

"Dave said,"You do sympathize why I'm doing this, Katie, right ? It's for your own good. You still have a few days left to live and I want you to dwell them properly. I am still your Padre, after all !"

Two more backbreaking whacks in agile chronological sequence. Her boldness were reddening up. Two more than more belt, even harder. Katie started to whimper, although never letting go of the shaft in her manus, a stopcock that was getting harder with each slap.

Some more knock - Dave was determined and got his answer as Katie fell into full-out crying and wailing."pop, no ! Please ! Please stop !"and then she was lost in her blubbering as Dave held nothing back and whacked as rapidly and as hard as he was capable. Although his paw was getting quite sore.

Katie's screaming was very real, but she never let go of Daddy's shaft, which now felt like hot sword.

Cheryl watched all this in complete envy. Which shocked and confused her as she hadn't thought this about herself before, and their dad had never before spanked either of his girl. She was normally terribly averse to anything atrocious. Now she thought - knew - she wanted Daddy to spank her like that just as much as she wanted him to roll in the hay her, just like she'd seen him do to Katie before they ate dinner.

Beth sat and watched quietly, saying zip, fighting a smile on her expression. She understood.

Finally Dave stopped the beating, although Katie still wailed. He gently carressed Katie's blood red cheeks with his own now-very-pink hand. It would be a while before she would desire to sit down. Dave parted those flushed cheek and probed a finger down between them. He found her lilliputian asshole and began rubbing it gently, then more firmly. Gradually, taking his time, he got a finger into the entrance. Katie's screaming had stopped and reduced to intermittent whimperings. The more he got his digit in that gob, and then a second one, the more Katie's stochasticity changed in flavour : less a whimper now and more like an elongated sigh. By now Dave had a third finger inside his daughter and there was no resistence. Her asshole had completely opened up and was welcoming. Katie started to pant.

She still had a death-grip on Daddy's insanely concentrated peter. And she knew what she wanted to do with it. She was still crying, weeping, when she said,"daddy ?"

"Yes sweetheart ?"

"You ... you know what to do, right ?"

"You just assure me, darling. You deserve whatever you want."

"I'll show you,"Katie said, softly, her tears slowing. She managed to get off his lap and on to her feet without letting go of his cock. She stood up and looked him deep in the eyes. She cupped his big balls in her other hand and squeezed them as she talked.

Cheryl thought she might receive to leave the room. Her twat had become so drenched it probably needed a towelling down. And her paw, too, as she had slipped it under her wench and plowed it into her cunt, squeezing her big clit, back when pop started the lacing. It was all she could do to stop herself from getting up, lifting her skirt and throwing herself on Daddy's lap. Her so very loving, kind, sweet and brutal daddy. Katie was standing so that her glow bum was directly in Cheryl's line of products of pot. She could see as well Katie's hired man gripping papa's inflexible cock.

But Cheryl wasn't going anywhere. She was too enthralled, too enamor, too fucking horny to miss what she was sure was coming following.

Her dad - and her Sister - did not disappoint her.

"Do it, Daddy,"Katie said into her father's eyes. She turned and somehow without dropping pappa's stopcock, positioned herself over the edge of the dining elbow room table with her ass up and sticking high in the air. She handed dad's cock to him, saying,"Do it, Daddy. Do it as hard as you can. ready it like a trailer of the sword spit only in the ass. Ram, me pappa. Now ! !"

dad obeyed her. He pulled his finger out off her rectum and moved his cock into place. He took a bit to gently fondle her so-red nerve again, then separated them, took aim with his cock and fucking plowed his niggling young lady. They both screamed, if for different rationality. Once he was in, he stopped for a second and Katie yelled,"No ! Don't stop ! Fucking ram me ! form me scream, pretend me cry again but don't stop. And don't seminal fluid until I tell --"

Her words got lost in her lamentation as her Daddy did as he was told and pummelled Katie like a piston on speed, all the while holding on to her tits as if they were indestructable hold. It was a marvel to behold, Cheryl thought, watching and wishing and dreaming while a realization of that ambition was right in forepart of her, right here at the family dining room table.

More than once dad said he was going to receive to come, but Katie would take none of it and shrieked for him to keep on going. But, eventually, neither of them could last any more and fauna noises Cheryl was convinced could be heard across town blared as her father and her babe orgasmed and the ass-fucking stopped. When pappa pulled out of Katie's bum, his pecker was covered in blood.

Katie turned her head to wait back at him through her tear-stained face and said, very softly,"Thanks, Daddy. I won't do anything untimely again. But you might cause to cue me so I don't forget."Daddy gave a big panoptic grin to his little cutey-pie and hugged and kissed her gently on her parted lips, their tongues instantly entwined and exploring, pa's hands still kneading her lovely tits.

Beth had gone to the kitchen and returned with one of her dessert peculiarity : a chocolate sauce cake. She scooped out a goodly portion on each of three plates and set them before Dave, Cheryl and herself. She handed a spoon to Katie, who immediately reached down to her bear twat and pulled out the wine bottle cork she had jammed in there early. It turned out to sustain been a successful move. Right away she could sense Daddy's before-dinner cum get-go to flow out of her. She got the spoonful in there immediately and scooped the cum and carried on to savour her own special dessert. Mmmm ....

On Tuesday, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this sentence for food for the barbecue dinner. Roast Katie was to be accompanied by braised brussel's sprouts, almandine green beans ( to be prepared by Katie as it was her kitchen peculiarity ), pan-fried spud and sweet potato pastiche, with a yogurt and scallion sauce, all sided by an chicory escarole, Citrus paradisi and Carya illinoinsis salad - and, of path, respective gash of Katie.

On this shopping excursion they did not encounter any horny youth boy ( later admitting they were variety of disappointed ) although there were, in the course of instruction of the afternoon's market food-fondling, three different often older men keen on hugging of a unlike kind. Each in their own way got good feels of meat-Katie's pussy and tits, one of them, perhaps LXX old age old, even giving her a gentle kiss on the sass as he wished her well for her"big day ”, while sticking in and pulling out and licking a wet finger from her cunt. The early two Guy, perhaps in their recently forties, were especially nipple-focussed and certainly got those mamilla aroused. Although, not surprisingly, they also took a duet of overnice swipes at her cunt, both giving a wring to her clit, well-advertised as it was by her gleaming-in-the-sun cunt tag. Being of former generations, they only referred to her as"meat"- as in,"So, have a peachy day, nub !"But, to Katie, they seemed sweet-scented and kind about it, so she thought it amusingly cool.

Cheryl said as they drove home :"It must be amazing to have it off - to just roll in the hay - anybody can fuck around with you, with your body. More or less just take what they want. And then they're so prissy about it ! Like, not creepy or disgusting."

"Cheryl, it's just so horny you wouldn't believe it ! I almost wish I could hold out longer so there could be more of it. It's like I suddenly have a power !"

Cheryl was driving and looked back and Forth between the route and her sister."But you really have to be meat before you can do that, right ? It just wouldn't manoeuvre out otherwise, right ?"

"Totally right. That's what's so great. You're like an usable goddess or something, like almost nobody else in that moment. All previous limitations just gone. You have no idea how special it makes you feel !"

"But you're gon na have to die for it. Like, actually die ! How does that part feel ?"

"Exciting. No more worries, no more plan to fret about. No Thomas More disappointments. No more assessment. No Sir Thomas More discombobulation. Just one week of perfection !"

"A workweek that's getting shorter by the minute."

"I know, right ? It's the greatest anticiption fever ever ! Gives me the shivers !"

Cheryl concluded, not without some envy, that her sister must be so orgasmed-out by now that she was operating on a different plane.

Wednesday night Cheryl realized there was something she needed to ask Katie before she went to bed. She walked into her sis's way ( they never knocked ) naked as common before bed and discovered Katie lying on her bed with her privates full moon of dada's mouth. Oh, right, she thought : he's here for their nighty-night fuck.

"Oh, sorry,"Cheryl said.

"That's okay, sis. daddy's just about to give me my last fuck before official tenderizing begins tomorrow. You're welcome to watch."

Dave lifted his headspring and addressed Cheryl,"Yeah, sure, darlin ’. halt and have a look-see. It'll make it hot for us, right, Katie ?"

"Oh, yeah."

Cheryl felt all mixed up."Okay, but papa ? You know, like, it's a bit voiceless for me, right ? To watch."

Dave looked at her. He scanned her very beautiful - perfect - naked soundbox."Makes you horny ?"

"Yeah, Daddy. Makes me ..."she swallowed."Really makes me want to fuck you. But I know now is the high-risk time."

Dave paused in his detailed fussing with Katie."I don't mean to cut you, sweetie, but Katie ..."

"I know, Katie has to be first right now. I totally get that."

"After the barbecue,"Daddy said,"I'll make it up to you. Promise."

Katie giggled, grabbed her dad's stopcock and said with a chuckle,"And you estimable, Daddy. My sister is a really great bit of ass."She shoved his cock into her cunt and they went at it.

Cheryl sat on a soft chair and began rubbing her pussy, matching the beat of her dad and sister and managing to come pretty much at the Saami time as they did, her body vibrating all over, inside and out.

During the day on Tues, Dave, always a perfectly researched pupil, had gone through the tempo with Tim. The big magic trick, as Dave already knew from his research and general talk, was to poke the sword spit up through the slit, lick through the cervix, puncture the uterus and swoop into the belly. intermission for a moment to settle things, then align the rod to go up her esophagus, through her pharynx and into and out of her mouth. Being sure to not hit heart or lungs. Obviously this last task was not only the most vital but also the most difficult. A wrong move and the girl would be killed too too soon. The roast and dinner would still be fine but the sweet and harrowing journey for the miss - and the Edgar Guest - would be lost.

Under Tim's oversight, Dave practiced on the dummy with outstanding tending and vigilence.

"You've really got a bent there, Dave !"Tim exclaimed after only Dave's maiden try, getting it completely rightfield."But take a leak sure to result just a petty slack water around the cunt so she can worm a bit, and ideally cum a few times before things get too hot. And here ..."He showed Dave how to attach the small-scale spittle that would prevent her from spinning while rotating in roasting - a sharp rod into her anus and secured with a screw-clamp to the main rod.

Dave went through the example three to a greater extent times on the dummy, getting it staring each time, the dummy's backtalk pried outdoors with the spit rod sticking out two substructure each time.

"Modern spits,"Tim explained,"have a rod-within-a-rod with strategically-placed jam so the kernel can breathe for a little so as to remain live as long as possible. What I have done is design it just a bit differently with staggered muddle and at the miserable end a fairly large wide opening to encourage Sir Thomas More air initially from the lungs into the gorge and thus into the spit. I've had dandy feedback.

"You're an expert,"Dave said.

"well ”, Tim said,"I'd like to be. I really get all this so fascinating. brand me horny, actually. And I love to help."

Dave high-fived the man.

"So,"Tim said,"Would you still like to do my daughter, Abby ?"

"If you don't creative thinker, Tim. I really want to be sure as shooting I can be pure for my Katie ”.

"OK, Dave. I'll go get her. She's a bit reticent but in the end she has no choice."

Abby was more than"reticent"; she was fucking furious. Dave had never seen a girlfriend so angry. She screamed at them both and said they had no rightfield. That cipher fucking"owned"her and she would make her own fucking conclusion. That she had no fucking desire to die and who the fuck did they think they fucking were ! She escaped from Tim's tight grip and threw everything she could get her hands upon across the room. Including the spitting which she tried to spear her father with. But Tim was an agile and in-shape man, and he had Dave's not-inconsiderable assistance and soon they were able to subdue the small female child, slamming her down on the spit-table and near- strangling her until she went hitch, allowing Tim to show up Dave the proper knotting techniques with the twine trussing and in unforesightful order Abby was bound ( and gagged ) much like a pig, lying on its backbone on the table, shaking.

"See what I mean ?"Tim said."Now, we do need to lubricate her up a bit so the expectoration goes in nicely, easily and precisely. And she is my girl. So I'll give her a just piece of tail and cum-lube her. Better late than never I suppose."

And so he fucked her hard. Dave sould see that she orgasmed although he also thought that he could see she tried so very punishing not to. As she reached her heyday, Dave slid the spit into her slit, the first six column inch, almost touching her cervix uteri. He gave a flying look to Tim, who nodded, and Dave rammed the rod right up through Abby, barely pausing in her stomach before targeting her esophagus and getting the tongue up and out of her oral cavity. Very quick and very precise. Tim and Dave smiled triumphantly at each early while Abby screamed terribly ( they had not bothered to grant her the pain-reduction tablet ). When the rod tore out of her back talk and popped the gag her thigh-slapper changed tone, of course, as her vocal chords had been shredded.

"Perfect !"Tim said."Well done !"

"Best teacher in the world,"Dave replied.

Tim picked up a knife and walked to the end of the table and looked down at Abby. Despite her squeals and screams, she was twitching, writhing on the spit. He looked at her snatch and it was clear another climax was going on. He glanced up at Dave and both raised their forehead in proud salute and smiled and watched until the climax ebbed. Tim put an ear to the spit and could listen good flow of air - his alteration appeared to be working. When her turmoil slowed Tim cunt Abby's throat, her profligate gushing into a waiting bucket below her caput. As this was just a practice run, there was no need for the spectacle of roasting her. Tim would simply butcher her and freeze her various cut for hereafter family dinners.

On Thursday morning, Daddy showed his trivial girl what he had prepared for her final years, her official tenderise days. days ago he had built a tool and horticulture shed in their large back pace, all being very tidy and organized as was Dave's way. He'd even planted trees and annual around it to make it look like more than it was, almost like a midget cottage. A couple of days back one of Beth's nephews, Jerrod, had come to claver for a summertime so Dave brought in a nice cot into what they simply called"the Shed ”. He even ran plumbery and installed a exhibitor sales booth and crapper. Yesterday Beth had dressed the bed with ironed sheets ( with respective spares on a shelf ; variety would be needed she was certain ) and a fluffy sympathiser. She brought down a few pictures and keepsakes from Katy's room to personalize the Shed a bit for her. For this was where she'd spend her go two days.

"It's great, pa !"Katie said, meaning it. For her final hours, her own short home and fuck-pad. She couldn't have been happier.

Dave took her outdoors and to the side of the Shed. And there Katie saw it for the starting time clock time : the barbecue pit ! It was deep and wide of the mark and lined with river rock and roll. At each end of it, staked vertically into the earthly concern were tall iron ginmill ending upwards into a"Y": the stand upon which the tongue would be rested during cooking. And there were three other semi-"Y's welded along the Pole to allow for height adjustments. At the ass-end the electric rotisserie was affixed to its on terminal and aligned to where the spit-pole would end.

"It's beautiful, dada ! You've gone to so lots trouble !"

"Thanks steady. I only want the good for you."Dave had decided the investing in prison term and money was worth it. After all, this might not be only a one-time thing.

Dave's smile was one of pride. He explained to Katie that on such short notification he couldn't arrange a contractor so he dug and built the pit himself, the day before. With big service from their next-door neighbour, Al, and his fourteen-year-old son, Richard."I couldn't have done it without them."Dave said,"so I offered them a return party favor - if it's okay with you, Katie."

"What is it ?"

"fountainhead, the best tenderizing I can give you is as constant orgasms as potential. And I'm, well, there's some minuscule down-times with me, with one man, right ? So I agreed to their postulation to fuck you when I can't. Can that work for you ?"

"Of grade, pop ! Besides, I always thought Al was the nice of men. And Richard is pretty cute. I saw him out in their grand last-place summer, under a tree, when he thought cipher was looking, masturbating like loony. It's not vast like yours but he really does accept a beautiful cock so I guess I'll be okay. And he sure seemed to number a lot, so that's safe, too, right ?"She gave her Daddy a libidinous smile."But given that you are setting this up I won't have to be punished, will I ?"

pa looked at her lovingly."Maybe a little."

Thursday and Friday turned into quite the fuzz for Katie. She did her best to establish time seem to stretch out out, given how very little of it she had left but it was, basically, just one long and unceasing orgasm with legal brief visits to the shower and snippits of food which either Cheryl or Beth brought to her. Not that she was complaining. Her Daddy, of trend, whether he was in her mouth, her ass or her cunt was always outstanding in getting her off.

But she also had the summate delights that Al and Richard brought. Al was about her Daddy's age, with a cherubic and always hard tool and a way of using it that was different than Daddy and especially pleasant. He had this twisting technique which really worked for her. And he was such a nice guy, forceful but considerate. Whenever he finished fucking her she always felt a touching of a blissful glowing. And when he fucked her asshole she was consistently left with wanting just a bit more, although nicely warmly and slippery inside as the man shot very respectable scores. When he did her mouth she especially appreciated that, too, as it gave her a lot to swallow and she always loved the challenge of not losing a drop.

And then there was Richard. Just a boy, really, but that includes all the boyness : the undisguised ebullience, the insane tier of general hornyness consuming not only his ( as it turned out ) very large penis ( what a dispute a class can form at this degree of life ! ), but his entire body and learning ability, the losing-his-mind-completely spasm of his orgasms, every time nearly passing out. ( well, once he actually did, if only for a few seconds ). Like his dad, Richard, too was a kind and considerate kid, a real joy to fuck. Katie came to quite sleep together taking him to the edge whether in her cunt, ass, mouth or by manus only to stop him just before his peak. ( Cheryl had provided her with some speech sound advice on just how to do that with, especially, a young boy ). This drove Richard mad. In a good way. And seemed to increase the already voluminous quantity of cum he could squeeze out. Many times during her tenderizing her intact face, neck opening and most of her chest were simply saturated in Richard-cum. And Richard was not shy about helping her lick it all off which Katie just loved. When she kissed him deeply it always seemed to be cum-flavoured.

All of this, naturally, was so hot that Katie discovered she was in a dewy state of perpetual top-shelf mind-altering orgasm.

On the Friday afternoon, Cheryl brought her a cheese plate with cold meats and pickles and cracker ( Katie's request ). Richard had just finished giving her a thorough cunt-fuck and she was still panting, as was Richard. There was still quite a bit of cum on Katie's face, as that's how they'd finished things off.

When Cheryl walked in :"Sorry, do you want me to -"

"No, it's amercement,"Katie said."I'm so hungry."She looked at Richard.

"That's okay, Katie. I've got ta go out and help our dads with the table and decorations and thing for tomorrow. You go ahead and eat now. I'll wait a few minutes and then send my dad in. It's his turn. Maybe leave the cum on your face. He'd like that."Richard gave her a variety and amused smile.

"Nice to see you ”, Cheryl said to Richard, clearly looking straight at and admiring his rooster, which was still near-hard. She took a banger from the cheese plate and scooped a bit of cum from her sister's boldness and popped it into her mouth and mmm-mm'd.

Then, eyes on Richard's pecker :"That's nice. And it's grown."She reached over and gave Richard's dick a little clinch around the head."Mmmmm ..."

"Maybe after tomorrow,'” Richard said.

As Cheryl smiled at him, Katie said,"Why not during dinner tomorrow, while I'm roasting ?"

The other two looked at her, questioning.

"I mean it ”, said Katie. Smirking."What a great send-off that would be. promise me."She looked directly at Cheryl."I'm sure Alex would understand, given the givens."

After Richard - and his dick, Cheryl couldn't help thinking - left, the sisters got to chatting. Except not really chatting - having, finally, a true tete a tete.

Cheryl said :"So, sis. We're down to hours now. Hours."Her eyes were as serious as they'd ever been."In a matter of time of day you won't be able to back out."

Katie understood Cheryl was not being flip."I know, Cheryl. I know. Now or never, right ?"Cheryl nodded."But, Cheryl, I've ... I've aleady crossed the line. Days ago."

Katie had picked up the stainless steel steel spitting that would soon be skewering her entire body. She had asked pa to bring it to her. As she and Cheryl talked, she stroked its spear-pointed tip with an off-hand fondness.

"This is my fate, now,"she said to her sis

"A luck you've chosen."

"Yes. With no regrets. I've had a few days now that seem like a lifetime. What else could one ask for ? And what else could one hope for ? The late statistics are showing nine out of ten births are now female. They've just upped the high school day lottery to thirty percent. Thirty percent ! Three out of ten lady friend get cooked no issue what, just the circumstances of a name out of a jar. And that's three out of ten with good degree. They're now looking at the failure rate and soon if your mark are too low, your position modification to meat, and low level at that. And god forbid you ever get a dealings just the ticket or anything like a misdemeaner - automatic pistol meat. They might even be looking at parking tickets ! They've got a lot of females to get rid of. Cheryl, the last affair I want to be is processed meat. Picked by the system, lined up, throat cut, butchered and in the supermarket in piece before anyone knows it. At to the lowest degree this way it's our Daddy who does it, our Daddy who is giving me the comfortably days of my sprightliness, my best shoemaker's last days. And, like, I mean they really are the best. He's the swell lover in the worldly concern !"

All during her monologue Katie was running her fingers lightly over her slit. At one point she reached under Cheryl's skirt and played with her pussycat, too.

"I'm not supposed to recite you and we can't Tell mom,"Cheryl said,"but Daddy told me you were the best lover he's ever had. Seriously."

Katie teared up even more and grew the great of inner-light grinning. Almost under her breathing space :"Thanks papa ..."

But she was still passionate about her conclusions."I'd rather be eaten by people I care about than just picked out of some storehouse freezer in act and patch and fried up in some shitty kitchen in a dirty pan. I know I'll be dead in either subject but at least this way I'll feel I was some division of my own end. And therefore some part of my own life-time. I know that sounds misrepresented, but -"

She burst into big tears, Cheryl joining her. They sat on the Shed cot for various minutes, weeping in their own confusions, rubbing each others'twat gently.

Cheryl broke the patch."You know I respect you and what you have to say, Katie. You're still terribly Edward Young but you've always been wise."

"What about you, Cheryl ? What are you gon na select ?"

Cheryl stared at the floor and then up at her sister's cum-smeared face."I don't know, honey. It could be that you've inspired me. Or that you've scared the shit out of me. I've been trying to talk to Alex about this but he's closed up on the discipline. He just keeps saying ‘ You're not eighteen yet.'But I'm so close."

"You'll do what's right wing for you, sis. I know you will. You've always been smart."

Cheryl pulled it together and smiled at her sister."Are you scared ?"

"Of course I'm scared. This is really scary shit. But so is being active. So I'll just ..."She managed a broad pretty grinning,"I'll just get myself so fucked I'll be lost in my cunt and whatever happens, happens."

Cheryl looked at Katie for a long moment, into her centre."I'll do everything I can to make it the near day for you, Katie."They threw themselves into each early's arms for a recollective hug."And when it comes to the carving I've put dibs on a big piece of your heart."

They were interrupted by the door opening and Al coming in, already undoing his pants, his erect prick half out.

Cheryl broke the hug."Hi Al !"Then to Katie,"Get yourself tenderized, lady friend. Get sweet and tender."

That night the punishment came, as it had to. Daddy walked in without a parole as Richard was leaving again, once more leaving Katie's face cum-covered. Dave took off his swath and wrapped the heave end around his handwriting.

"You've been bad again, haven't you, Katie ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"expression at your face ! You've been fucking other men, haven't you ?"

"Yes, Daddy, but you said -"

"How many times have you fucked that man ? And that boy ?"

"I ... I lost numeration, Daddy."

"fountainhead then maybe I'll turn a loss count on how many swats you get."He grabbed her and pulled her over his lap as he sat on the cot. He immediately whacked her a effective one with his leather belt. Katie oofed but also giggled. They both knew this was a secret plan, one in which she enjoyed the spanking to a point, to the point where her pussy got wet ( again, again ! ) and her bum got nice and red and deliciously strong. The delight and bother, Katie thought, were so commingled she couldn't separate them. She wondered how that would compare to the roasting pit.

After a few more delightful swats, Daddy put his belt down and began massaging her red bum cheeks and then her asshole. And very shortly he was fucking that asshole and they were both groaning in pleasure.

After they both came, Katie said,"Is my bum red ?"

"Oh yeah. Beautifully so."

"I guess it might end up redder tomorrow, eh ?"

Her daddy flipped her over and around and kissed her long and deep, their lingua feeling like they were becoming one.

"I love you, sweetheart,"he said, softly.

"I love you more."

Saturday morning.

Katie woke up early, immediately in a state blended of excitement, reverence and wonder. She had to be quick for the spit by eleven but she didn't want to be rushed ; every moment now needed to be savoured. She took a really great and frankly beautiful shoemaker's last shit, assisted by her middle-of-the-night uptake of a strong laxative. Right away she conducted two pleasant enemas - she was determined to be squeaky clean everywhere. ( Thanks to dada, Al and Richard her asshole was now so tender it was a very easy task ). She douched her twat even while knowing it would soon be filled up. She took a tenacious hot shower, scrubbing away at every part of what even she now realized had become her tantalizing, fully tenderized, beautiful and hairless torso. ( Her mammy had shaved her everywhere the night before, between shag. Just in fourth dimension ! she thought. nonentity would accept to be eating ugly - or quetch - meat !

She drank the conditioner broth to train her guts.

Her mom was the foremost to arrive at the Shed, bearing a steaming teapot."You can't eat, of row, darling, but a smudge of tea won't distress. Just be sure to stimulate a good pee before you head out there."

"Thanks, Mom,"Katie poured herself a cup.

"How're you doing, kiddo ?"

Katie took a sip of the tea."Pretty good, mom. I think. It's just that it's been so prospicient that I've been looking forward to this. Years ! It's operose to believe it's finally here."

"Your papa has been extremely diligent as usual. I'm sure things will go perfectly. Have you taken the Survivil ?"That was the pain reducing pill."And booze the conditioner ?"

"Yep. All set. But it for for certain won't take away all the pain, right ?"

"All the subject area indicate that's admittedly. You should be moderately awake and aware when the carving starts. No sleepy slope effects."She gave her daughter's thigh a little emergency."I'm going to jump here, if that's okey. It looks juicy."

"Whatever you want, Mommy. I love you, know. I realize Daddy is such a focusing because of all the fuck, but I love you just as much."

Beth bestowed her with her ardent grinning and kissed her on her forehead."I know,"she said.

"Did you ever think of doing this ? Getting roasted ?"Katie asked her mom."Even though your dad died when you were so young, you could possess volunteered."

Beth held Katie's side."I did think about it of course, although in my day there were to a lesser extent girls being born so the pressure level was not the like as now. I won't say it wasn't an attractive idea, but I also wanted to be a mom. And I'm gladiola of that determination and I respect myself for it. Just as I respect you for what you are about to do."She kissed her daughter on the lips, long and slow down, their natural language sharing a great affair."Now Katie, there's something I'm going to tell you that you must keep secret. powerful to your death."

Katie drew in a breath ; she loved secrets."I won't say anything. Promise. And, anyway, in about an hour I'll have a steel tongue up my slit and out my mouth. I won't be able to talk even if I want to."

Beth almost chuckled as she told her her little gem.

"Omigod !"Katie squawked."Ommigod !"



But they were interrupted as the door creaked overt and Dave and Cheryl came into the Shed.

"sunup !"Dave said, ineffective to completely shroud his turmoil. To Katie, he asked :"Good dark's sleep ?"

"Yeah I did, actually."

"I couldn't stop dreaming,"pappa said."All the ambition about fucking you one way or aother."

Cheryl approached Katie and cradled her principal."Big nap coming, sis. But not before some big fun !"Cheryl held Katie's head and looked her in the center."Any fortune you'd see a little deviation from normal ? I have a little surprise."She glanced at Daddy."Are you open-minded, pa ?"

"Well I guess that depends."

"So let's find out."Cheryl went to the threshold and opened it to the three boy from Monday's Starbuck's exploits.

To papa, Cheryl said,"These are the boys we told you about, from Monday : Darren, Nathan and Tom."The boys muttered how-do-you-do's. Dave and Beth nodded at them. All three were full of big if a bit tentative smiles and wearing sloppy shorts and nil else, not even shoes.

Katie was thrilled."Boys ! You came. Totally cool !"She absently rubbed at her raw cunt as she gave them each one of her crowing grin. She could see that all three had hard bulges tenting their genitalia. They all looked to Cheryl for leadership.

Cheryl said :"So we all know that the tradition is that the host - Daddy - gives the lady friend her last nookie just before spitting her. And that's right and proper. But these boys just loved you, Katie, even if you're technically just meat, and they were wondering if they could each have a fuck just before that. Out in front of the Guest on the trussing table."

Anybody who knew Katie would know from the look on her cheek that she thought this was just about the greatest estimation ever. She looked in undisguised desire at the libidinous faces of her very young new protagonist. But she was aware of tradition. And of her pop. She turned to look at him, saying to the boys,"But my Daddy would still be the last one, right ?"

The male child chorused yes's and for-sures.

Daddy, Katie thought, looked changeable."It would add to the show, pappa. Our guests would love it especially as these boy are so Brigham Young. And, pappa,"she added with a encompassing smile,"It would add more to the cum windfall you're planning."Dave had told her that when she was near-to-cooked he was going to mix his last cumshot with all her roasted drippings to gain the in effect bonanza ever.

Dave gave this some thought process but the pleading look on his daughter's face and the longing looks on the son'won him over."Okay !"he said."What the Hades ! Let's make this the just knock ever ! For our Katie !"

Everyone actually cheered. Then Nathan spoke up."Katie,"he said, a bit shyly,"I was wondering if ... if ... if I could lie with your asshole ..."

Katie shared a quick smile with her dad and then looked at Nathan."Yes, Nathan. That would be awesome !"

"There's just one Sir Thomas More thing,"Cheryl arse in."These boys were also wondering if they could pre-select their meat. Daddy gets the bitch filet of course, but ..."

"Up to you, Katie,"papa said.

Katie beamed at the boy."Well, what would you like ?"

Simultaneously Tom and Donnie shouted,"Tit ! ”.

Katie said :"Okay, you guys get the left wing one. You can struggle over the nipple ; it'll be crispy."She turned to Nathan."Nathan ?"

Shy again :"I was wondering if I could take your anus."

Katie looked at her Daddy."Not spoken for yet,"he said.

Katie said to Nathan :"You got it, Nathan ! And I've just cleaned it out squeaky for you !"

Nathan grabbed his crotch and high-fived his buddies, overjoyed.

"okeh,"Cheryl said to everyone,"Let's all go get ready. appearance starts in just over an hour. And, boy, you probably won't need it but I'd love to foul up you if you'd like, whether you need it or not !"Judging by the all-encompassing eyes on all three faces, along with their private parts rubbing, there was clearly no dissent from the lads. Noticing how intemperately and horny the three male child were, Cheryl added,"Now be careful, son. Don't accidentally shoot a line your loads too soon. We want all your cum in Katie's cunt."Then, to Nathan,"And asshole."

Apart from thinking it would be a lot of fun to suck these young penises Cheryl was quite sealed - although she hadn't told him her plan - that her beauty Alex would determine it all pretty arousing and might fuck her senseless once Katie was on the spittle and roasting. wellspring, not"might ”. She would see to that. And also see to having Richard join them, honouring Katie's asking. She and Beth had laid out blankets throughout the yard in full expectation that the party would see a lot of screw, sucking, diddling and paddling and she had a lot of pent-up hornines to release. populace sex, she remindeed herself, had always been a huge favourite of hers, going back to when she was really young. She and Alex.

spine in the Shed only Katie, Beth and Dave remained. Dave laid Katie on her spinal column on the cot and gave her pussy a thorough slobbering eating-out. When she shuddered, he turned and looked at Beth with a smile. Beth smiled back at him and replaced him at Katie's knoll. And proceeded to give her daughter yet another complete bitch ravish. When Katie gaspingly came yet again, Beth stood up and said,"Pee time."

They went to the toilet and Beth held Katie's urethra while she peed, wiping it at the end with tissue.

"Goodbye my love."

Dave came over and reached for Katie's custody and walked her out the door of the Shed. Beth quietly following them with, for the first few stairs, her helping hand cupped over one of Katie's bum-cheeks, fingerbreadth prodding the crack.

Stepping out the door of the hutch, Katie got her 1st look at the preparations her kinsperson had made for her. Near the barbeque pit, which already was filled with glowing coal laced with slabs of hickory ( Cheryl told her ) was a tenacious table apparatus with the length of twine lying across it : the trussing board. Lying along its length was the comrade glinting stainless steel blade expectoration and its picayune anal-balancing brother.

Over a big component of the yard was one of those party sunshade, with century of balloons affixed to the upper parts of it, floating gaily skyward. Under the awning were a number of tables and chairs set for four but easily adaptable to any arrangement. Potted efflorescence were arranged around the all liaison. Katie's best-loved euphony was being piped in. Along one side was a train of linen-covered tables laid out to be for buffet-style dining. side by side to that, a stocked bar.

The atmospheric condition had cooperated ; it was a sun-strewn perfectly fond day. Most of the receive Edgar Albert Guest had come for the full ceremony : the spitting, the preparation, the eating. In the hours that it would remove Katie to suit completely well-done, while they could watch, there was lots of booze, comradery and, probably, considerable bit of wanton sex ; these events had become such a gravid excuse as all norms tended to be shelved for the duration.

pop led his daughter over to the trussing table and held her hand as she climbed onto it. For a moment, she sat on the edge, grinning gleaming, her subdivision waving as if she were on a carnival float."Thank you so practically everyone ! Enjoy ! Enjoy - me !"

Somewhat ceremoniously Dave reached over with a modest pincher and snapped Katie's heart tag off her clitoris.

To the side were three chairs occupied by the three Starbuck's Brigham Young son, knickers shed. Cheryl was in straw man of them on her articulatio genus, shuffling along sucking one, then the former, then the other. Like she was playing a penis xylophone or something. Pausing on social function for a cover girl ball-tickle and liquidity crisis. Teasing the Hades out of them. Taking a second to appear over the crowd, she was quite certainly she could identify which ones were these kids'parents, judging by their envious smiles.

Dave had the twine in his script and was getting Katie into position, legs up, weapon system up, tying her down, then turning her over onto her back. She ended up trussed tightly with her SOB and snatch sticking out, wonderfully available.

Dave turned and signalled Cheryl and the boys, who had been briefed by Cheryl. They marched over in line to the trussing board. Dave pulled Katie down the tabular array a bit so her pussy was in essence hanging off the end of it."Hi, Tom,"she said.

"Hi,"Tom said as he allowed Cheryl to maneuver his cock into Katie's cunt, this way of proceeding having been Katie's request ; she was keen on her sister's participation when feasible. And then Tom was in and going at it. Katie began to groan right away as the state of affairs was so sexually charged she she was in half-come mode before they even started.

It didn't look at too long for Tom to make out. Katie gasped, the consultation clapped and Cheryl gave his hawkshaw a little lick when he pulled it out of Katie.

And then Darren was there, cunt-side, Cheryl's hired man around his dick and sliding it into Katie's cunning pussy."Hey, Darren,"Katie moaned,"Have a good one !"And Darren did, pumping knockout and being rewarded by a shaky cum-gush. Cheryl had to half agree him as he fell back. She gave him a little cock-lick as well. to a greater extent applause.

Next was Nathan of grade. Katie took just a little of the acccumulating cum in Katie's cunt and smeared it on her anus ; a little lube wouldn't hurt. Then she guided Nathan's sweet-flavored stopcock into her sister's welcoming arsehole. When they had both come, Cheryl, slid the cock out. It was all she could do not to rise it, she was so wet and steamy, but this was about Katie so she stuck to licking it off and sending Nathan back to his chair. Sir Thomas More applause and some cheers from the younger folk in the crew, friends, Cheryl assumed, of the boys.



Dave pulled down and took off his drawers, his cock raging, and stepped up and looked at his daughter's cunt. It was so wet and slick and slippery ; the young lad had done themselves proud, he thought, glad he'd been convinced of this divergence from tradition. Katie was panting, smiling, making groaning sounds.

"papa !"she said."These male child were great, right ? But now, finally : YOU !"

She was too trussed-up to use her helping hand, but her eyes and voice did the work, as did her pussycat as she was able to move it side to side in invitation."FUCK ME, DADDY !"

Dave slowly, gradually, pushed his cock into her young and used slit. With all the boys'cum already in there, he slipped in like, well, a grease pig. But her vaginal walls were still youthful and substantial and clamped firmly onto his shaft as nature intended. Dave hadn't fucked her since the old afternoon, leaving the net tenderizing to the father-son squad of Al and Richard. He wanted to have as much cum for her ( and the future gravy ) as possible. He was also determined to take his metre so that his final fuck with her would be a memorable one, even if she would shortly cause no memory at all.

"Oh, God, pappa !"I'm cumming already ! Even more ! I don't know if I can aim it !"

Dave was encouraged and did a few stab where he would pull in all the way out, then jam it back in, then jostle as hard as he could, seeking her cervix uteri. He found a way to kind of literally sleep together his cock into her, like her cunt was a thunderbolt. This got extra squeals from his daughter.

And Katie not only did"take it ”, but seemed to arrive at new heights. Dave was worried that she might pass out. And then he couldn't take any more himself and completely drop inside her. Katie screamed in that good way and Dave, as well, nearly passed out, hollering God know's what in the process.

The hearing was highly appreciative and gave as a good deal of a roaring applause as about 20 people can give.

Neither Katie nor Dave moved for a few bit. Beth grabbed a brush and began covering Katie with a barbecue sauce, although not a thick and sticky one. Katie and Dave had agreed on a sauce only for function - to save her kernel moist during cooking - so this was mostly oil-based with just a footling in the way of moolah and herbaceous plant. This is what they would tack her with over the roasting hours. It didn't take long for Beth to underwrite her hundred-pound body.

When she finished, she looked at her husband. The sentence was now.

Dave pulled his cock out of his daughter and picked up the spit. He brandished it up in the air vertically. He swore to garner friends later that he did not intend or plan it, but when he held the spit high, it caught a especial sunray and flashed in reflection as if in a film dig. There was a murmer from the consultation.

Dave brought the spittle down, holding it at the half-way mark. He aligned it with Katie's cunt and stared into her heart. They sparkled back at him. As if that was a signal, Dave gently slid the sharp end of the tongue into Katie's well-lubed cunt, into the six-inch mark, just grazing her cervix. She couldn't help twitch a touch.

Dave said to her :"Now just support really still for a second, sweetie."She stopped moving."That's good. That's in effect, dear."With the tip resting in her cunt, Dave was capable to slide his mitt up to the other end of the tongue and, without warning, jammed the whole rod up into her as heavy and fast as he could, as Tim had instructed and as he had practiced. She screamed a wrenching scream as he felt he reached her belly and positioned for her esophagus. One more shove and he was up and through and the tongue was protuding out of her backtalk. Katie's scream turned into an anguished mouthwash. Dave immediately went to her sassing and put his ear down. He smiled as he was assured she was still able to breath ; his aim had been excellent.

He quickly went to her ass-end and shoved the small-scale spittle up her cum-slippery hole and fastened it to the main bar. She would not slip on the rotisserie.

Despite all the anticipation, Cheryl was shocked. Although perhaps more about how tight it all happened. And how cleanly at least so far ; Katie had only a trickle of blood running out the side of her mouth. She was blinking rapidly. Cheryl went airless and looked her sister in the eye. Then realized that Katie was already writhing, twisting her clit on the bit that she could on the rod, which had been redesigned with a ridged section at the cunt end, another Tim innovation. Cheryl could see that Katie's rapid eye movement was an indication of yet another farsighted orgasm. She smiled at her Sister. Katie made a small grunt back, unable to speak of track. Although Cheryl was convinced her Sister was trying to smile.

Dave had to get going. Katie could stay alive only so long in this condition, even with the help of Survivil, and he'd promised her to do everything he could to have her witness the number one brace of portions of her heart going into a mouth.

Dave waved in a pre-planned signal to Richard, who was standing to the face, naked with a to the full bungle. Richard walked over to Katie's head-end and took grasp of the protruding spit, being sure to drag his cock across her face in the process. Katie made a small odd noise. Meanwhile Dave was back holding the cunt-end of the spittle. Together the man and the boy raised the rod and lifted Katie clear of the table. Strangled sounds struggled out of her pull mouth.

They carried her, while hearing clapping, to the fire pit and set the rod-ends down on the Y-bars. Dave pulled the cunt-end of the bar into the hole in the mechanical rottisserie, clipped it and flipped the switch. Soon Katie was literally turning and roasting on a spitting. More hand clapping.

Dave turned to his audience, looking at his watch."Perfect timing. Dinner will be at seven. In the meanwhile,"he gestured,"there's a bar and snacks. And lots of room to get up to whatever wooing your fancy ! There's toys at the end of tha bar table."

He approached Katie's head ,."All going great, honey !"He noticed her still writhing on the tongue."Feeling near ?"He knew she couldn't answer but her centre told him all was well. Presumably the blend of pain and pleasure was maybe Almighty. In fact, he started getting hard again just thinking about it, even so soon after having just been in that snatch.

Katie rotated and writhed some more.

Cheryl was lingering nearby, enchanted. Somehow during the blow-jobs she had lost her clothes and, appreciating the appreciation she was getting from the men and boys in the hearing, decided to bide naked. It seemed fitting somehow.

Alex emerged from the bunch and approached her, hugged and kissed her deeply."Hey."

"Hey."

"That was really something, right ? Cool."

"It's exactly how she wanted it. I'm felicitous for her. Now,"she said as she cupped his gasp crotch,"she had a sort of last wish for me."

Alex, knowing Cheryl so well, understood exactly what that would be and immediately began stroking her snatch. Cheryl smiled and said,"With a footling wrinkle. Be right field back."She merged into the crowd then was right back out with Richard, leading him by his still-hard tool."Alex, meet Richard. Richard : Alex."

"Hi."

"Hi. Are you the one that helped with the tenderizing ?"

Richard simply smiled a glowy grinning."Katie is awesome."

Cheryl led them over to a nearby blanket. Alex quickly lost his clothes. They sat down and Katie said to these boys :"Katie wanted us to lionise. Together. You guys cool ?"

The two boys shared looking at that made it clear they were More than cool. Alex took Richard's knockout peter in his mouth and began working on it, very shortly joined in the task by Cheryl. She noted Richard's dick felt just as lovely as she had expected when seeing it the day before. In shortsighted fiat, all three were sucking, feeling and fucking each early in all combination and with with great glee. Richard expressed happy surprise as he'd never contempleted sex with a boy before. Alex was a bit of an old bridge player on that front.

They weren't far from the expectoration. Cheryl looked over at Katie, wondering whether on each rotation she could see what her sister and booster were up to. She hoped so.

And so the afternoon passed. A lot of people fucked and/or did whatever urge pleased them. She even saw her mother going at it with a Danton True Young man she didn't know. And pop appeared to be having a prissy slow screw with Al's wife who had showed up all naked. She just couldn't believe her dada's toughness ! A week ago she'd had no estimate ! I guess this is what they call growing up, she thought.

quite a little of wine, lots of human body. All good. And with the increasingly pleasant-tasting aroma of beautifully cooking girl inwardness wafting on the light duck soup.

After what seemed like not that long, Dave pulled his stopcock out of a adorable very untried fille he'd never met before - a friend of the Starbuck's boys having her beginning go at a bit of a gang-bang. He liked her ; she was sweet and still a bit destitute with a very fresh cunt. As soon as Dave was out, that puss got immediately re-occupied by one of the boys, Tom, as the girlfriend gasped.

Dave looked at his watch. Already ! Pretty much dinner clip ! He went to the pit where Beth was gently basting their rotating girl. He was quickly joined by Tim who had just arrived, as expected. He had agreed to come and help Dave with his first time carving a girl. He had brought a knife of his own, along with a sharpener and began honing the leaf blade. Dave began doing the same with his own utensils.

Tim surveyed the now very brown and crisped Katie."She looks great, Dave. Perfect."He looked at her face."And still with a short life in her. Well done ! No more orgasms now though, I'm afraid. Her nerve endings are shot. And so she'll be out of any pain, too."

As Dave sharpened, he asked his friend,"Have you had a taste of Abby yet ?"referring to Tim's now-slaughtered daughter.

"issue of fact we did. Last night for dinner. Went right for it and had the twat filet and hip roast."He gave Dave a bemused look."But, to tell the truth, it was a little hood and stringy."They both laughed."Maybe no surprise there."

Tim looked Katie over and concluded,"She's done, Dave. Let's get her carved up."

They each donned heavy gloves and took an end of the spit, lifted it up and took Katie over to the foresightful dining board, and set the carcass down on its book binding, on a bed of previouslyplaced clams and berries."You do the honor,"Tim said to Dave.

Dave took a firm adhesive friction on the spittle and slowly slide it out of Katie's body, heedful not to damage her bitch with the sharp compass point as it exited. He set the spitting aside and removed the anal attachment. He picked up a bowl and then a serving spoon with a long handle which he used to scoop out the contents of her snatch, the concoction of cum and roasted body juice. To his delight there was quite a bit more than he had expected. He repeated the Lapplander up her asshole and, again, got more than he had anticipated. He ended up with a good bowl which he poured into a large pan. While Tim began his methodical carving of Katie, Dave put the pot on a burner on his barbeque and began adding some herbs and spice, mixing all the while. He only needed to add a bit of starch to get the right consistence, then set the pot on low to simmer for a few minutes.

Tim had a list of the assorted requested cut of meat and got busy carving accordingly. At Dave's request, he'd filleted Katie's pussy first, doing a cover girl job, avoiding any hair's-breadth follicles. He handed the steaming labia to Dave on a plate and Dave ladled some of the bubbling cum gravy over it. He went right away to Katie's face. She was so fake it was knockout to tell but he believed that her death thread of biography was still unbroken and that she could see him. He sliced a mouth-sized small-arm of her cunt, swirled it in the cum gravy, and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly ( God, it was SO good ! ) He would never be for sure but he convinced himself that Katie saw this, tried to smile and then quickly slipped away. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips. But there was a happy accident : his mouth slipped on her oleaginous hide and he ended up biting off her get down lip. And, well, it was terribly tasty as he chewed and swallowed it.

Tim approached him with a small round nubbin of something between his fingerbreadth."Her button,"Tim said,"It always stays intemperately, doesn't break down, so I trimmed it. You can blow on it like a tab whenever you want to retrieve her and all this. It will finally for years and a small gustatory perception will lollygag on it for quite a long while."

Dave took the clit and expressed his gratitude.

Dave approached the large blanket on the lawn that Cheryl and her two fuckees had claimed. They had been joined by the Starbuck's son, all having retrieved crustal plate and cutlery and wine. Dave carried a enceinte record upon which Tim had arranged the agreed-upon cut of Katie : the anus for Nathan, one breast with crunchy nipple for the other two male child, internal second joint for both old son and then, to Cheryl : a large slice of kernel. Dave said to Cheryl as he handed it to her,"Tim says we're lucky. The affection doesn't always Captain James Cook at the same clock time as the respite but Katie was so cut it all worked out."

"And,"Dave said,"The cum gravy, with,"He looked at the three younger lads,"such fine part !"They beamed. Dave ladled cum gravy out over top of everyone's cuts of Katie.

They were joined by Beth, now naked like all the rest of them. ( Nathan paid detail aid to her well-trimmed pussy ). She had a plate piled with slices of Katie's upper thigh. She helped herself to the hold out of the gold rush, licking the ladle with an mmm ... when she finished.

Cheryl lifted a shabu of wine into the air."To Katie ! She will never be forgotten !"

"To Katie !"everyone chimed back.

And they all dug in. To Katie.

Late into the night, Cheryl found herself standing in the middle of the curtilage, stuffed, a bit sot and not a little tucker out. Yes, there had been dancing, and she had tried to honor Katie by fucking everyone in attendance, and had been close to succeeding, she thought. Certainly her pussy was puffy and sore, not to advert her combustion asshole and aching jaw. But also certainly : no regrets.

The fire in the pit had died out. Katie's remains had been packaged up and her bone and some vegatables had been put on to simmer in the kitchen for stock. almost of the guests had drifted off and her parents were doing clean-up with the volunteered assistance of the Starbuck's boys - although she thought a lot of that had to do with Nathan's not-so-hidden desire to fuck her female parent, ideally in the ass. ( She did have a rather glorious ass, Cheryl could acknowledge ).

Beth came over to Cheryl and they leaned into and cuddled each other."Pretty perfect,"Beth said.

"I can guarantee Katie would agree."She smiled a courteous smile at her momma."So,"she said,"are you going to do that boy ?"As she said this, Nathan, over by the pit, happened to look up, saw them and broad-smiled and waved."He does suffer a really nice very youthful tool. And his balls are so smooth they're a joy to puzzle out. And train in and suck. You can get both in at the Saami meter. And almost no hair or stubble."

Beth smiled a knowing smiling at her remaining daughter."I'm just waiting for them to terminate up the cleaning first. Priorities."

Cheryl frowned just a touch modality,"So mom ? Before Katie died she told me that you had told her a secret."

"Did she narrate you what it was ?"

"She said you swore her to secrecy."

"And she kept it ?"

"Yup. I tried, but no dice."

"I'm proud of her."

There was a pause as Beth watched Nathan, her right hired man reaching down and stroking her cunt.

"Well ?"Katie asked with an impatient tone.

"fountainhead what ?"

"Your secret. You can secern me Mommy."

"I haven't even told your Daddy yet."

"He really is a cutey,"Beth said, referrring to her opinion of Nathan and his semi-hard cock. She slid a finger into her pussy.

"Mommy ! You can't have secrets ! Not on a day like today !"

Beth looked thick into her daughter's eyes and made a decision."Cheryl, I'm pregnant."

"What ?"

"Yes, knocked up."

"daddy ?"

"Of course. I've been, well, rather exclusive. Until today, Katie's Day."

"Holy shit !"

"Three months. A girl of course."

"Omigod ! That's capital, right ?"

"Well, unplanned but I'm still only 36 year old so no big deal."

Cheryl looked at her mother for a yoke of minutes, her face screwing up a bit."You know, Mommy, there's this sort of new thing, right ? With pregnant womanhood ?"Leading up to her sis's roast, Cheryl had done a lot of enquiry on the previous man-eater news program and goings on, and of course of action there weree always rumours everywhere if you were female.

"I've heard a bit about it."In fact, Beth had researched it as well, thoroughly.

Cheryl said,"I read online that it's sort of catching on and the Board has just made it legal. They're calling it female parent and small fry reunification - not after the old call but because of an old food stunner that inspired that Sung : volaille and edible corn egg-drop soup. poulet and egg together, right ? mummy and child."

Beth nodded."They say it's good done at eight calendar month when the baby is near-term, fattened up enough. There are proficiency where you can get roasted together. I read an article where it said a slice of mama and a slice of baby on the same plate is quite something."Beth smiled her Beth-smile, always with an enigmatic gyre.

"So you're thinking about it ? About finally getting roasted ? With a baby inside you ?"Cheryl said.

"well, I have a few month to consider whatever and so I just want to hold open it all to myself for now. Katie was enthusiastic."

Cheryl was a bit speechless. Her female parent today was an extreme disclosure. It was going to assume her some time to get her head around this.

Dave came over to them, popping Katie's clit into his oral fissure and slowly sucking."How's matter ?"

Beth looked over toward the pit."Well, it looks like they're pretty practically done. Dave, just give me a bit. I want to finish the Night with a little-boy fuck. And I know he wants my help."

dad and Cheryl looked at each other and smiled. What day all around ! Wonder what tomorrow will convey ?

TO BE CONTINUED ?