THE top executive AND THE glory

Cheryl remembered all about her sister Katie's roasting, partly because she was there at the start and through the run-up and partly because, being closely sisters, Katie had told her all the details involved in her tenderizing summons.

When Katie was thirteen twelvemonth old, and Cheryl fourteen, the family unit attended together the spit-roasting of the daughter of family friends, a xvii year old named Allanah, whom Katie and Cheryl knew but only slightly. There had been much discussion about whether Katie should see a roasting yet, whether she was old enough and given all the sex that got involved, but she managed to wheedle details out of Cheryl which gave her plenty ammunition to convince their parents to have her along. It was, after all, going to be a big party, a big solemnization and why should shy little Katie be denied some inevitable worldly exposure ? Even from when she was small, Katie was strong-willed and very bright. Manipulative, even.

But, as Cheryl knew, that was the hide part of her baby. The outside aspect was more difficult. first-class honours degree 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 altogether undying thing with Alex ). She struggled - not always successfully - for C's in schoolhouse. In mandatory mutation classes she was always finale to be picked to be on teams. She had a twosome of vague protagonist but that was it. Her favourite activity was being alone in her room reading record, the championship and study of which she managed to keep secret even from her sister. Her online explorations were all password-locked.

Unusually, then, when they were all driving plate from the Allanah event, Katie couldn't stop talking about what she had just seen."It was so cool ! She had that rod up her pussycat 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 right, dear. If thing are done correctly that's persona of the reward."

"What's the other percentage ?"

"Well, it's knowing you have completely submitted to everyone for their pleasure. And that your friends and category are going to just have it off eating you. And will think back you forever."

Katie thought for a minute."How much does it smart ?"

Her mom gave her a little grinning."Quite a lot, dear. Although technology has advanced a fair bit since cannibalism became legalized and regulated. Much better and more useful spitting. And the breakthrough of a pain-reduction drug which, properly prescribed, doesn't taint the meat, doesn't take all the pain away - because that's part of the experience - but reduces it enough so that the young woman - the center - doesn't miss knowingness too soon. The idea is for her to be cognizant right through to, hopefully, when citizenry start slicing off art object of her."

Beth Also explained the chemical betterment made. In the early cannibalism twenty-four hours, they would gut the girl, as with any animal, in order to forestall any bacterial transmission from cross-contaminating. But people wanted to witness the missy experiencing the entirely roasting process. So what was now referred to as a"conditioner ”, an internally absorb chemical substance compound, was invented and developed. This, in meat"cleaned out"the guts for long enough for the roasting cognitive process. Meaning that the little girl could be roasted alert wthout any issues.

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

"Was it good ?"

"Yeah, she was really delicious."

Katie went quiesce for a patch, clearly considering many affair in her own mind. Her dad, behind the wheel 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 father, Dave, a attorney, replied,"wellspring that was her father's decision. As I'm certainly you know, under the cannabalism law of nature young lady are owned by their fathers or husbands and so if the owner wants to jest at a girl he just does it."

Katie said,"Did Allanah have any say ?"

"Of line 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 house. Dave said,"Okay, missy, it's late. In the house and up to bed. school day tomorrow."

Cheryl thought she saw Katie about to ask another question and then adjudicate not to. That was Katie's way, she knew : when something intrigued her she needed to think matter through in her own judgment before expressing herself out loud.

The girl 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 to the lowest degree 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 little girl meat at the memory and eat it at menage, right ? Or in eating house. Only at things like tonight, to be cultivated. And then of course, when we're 18 - and that's adjacent class for me - there's the lotteries and school committments and all that."

"Yeah."Katie was sort of aware of the voltage of eventually being eaten not out of choice but until this evening she hadn't given it very much thought. She was only 13, if a rather mature translation.

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

Her parents reacted with alarm."favourite,"her mother said."You're too Thomas Young ! What are you thinking ?"

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

"I've thought it through, guy wire,"Katie said."I figure with how the system works the odds of me getting picked to be cooked when I'm eighteen are pretty good 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 aplomb. 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 house and eaten by friends and folk now than recover myself honest-to-god and sold commercially and be cut up for supermarkets."

Their parents threw each early stern flavour. Dave, her father, never a very exacting or autocratic dad, took on an expression the girl had never quite seen before.

"No !"he said, quite loudly."You are simply too new, Katie. Too untested to be making such decisiveness. Jesus, you haven't even developed tit yet ! And your c -"And then, even more firmly to fend off perhaps an inappropriate gossip :"We will not discourse this again !"

And they didn't. Well, not exactly. Because Katie, at every opportunity, would tease and hint about the subject, every time receiving a very yobo flavour of discharge from her sire and pretty much the Sami from her mother. When Cheryl tried to verbalize to Katie about it, Katie just told her that her mind was made up. Although one clip she had a couple of questions.

"What exactly happens with ‘ tenderizing'?"she asked Cheryl one night before bed, a few calendar month 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 fille is taken by whomever has offered her - daddy in this case."Cheryl faltered a bit at having personalized what she was about to identify."Dad or whoever strips you naked forever and then basically fucks the Scheol out of you as much as he can before the roasting. It's believed this tenderizes your body, especially your cunt. And so many constant orgasms helps to get you into a consummate state of matter of creative thinker. From the time it starts until you're on the spit you're basically being fucked all the time, in one hollow or the former. Usually the host, like Daddy just as an object lesson, will suffer a pair of ally help him out so that the fucking doesn't ever stop for long."She paused and looked into her sister's bright blue eyes, which were sparkling."That's about it, I guess ”.

Cheryl could hear that Katie's breathing had slowed and gotten deep. Her mouth was one-half undecided in a big smile."And you get to lactate their peter, right ?"

"I think so."

Katie kept up her short ribbing and taunts over the followng couple of years, but to no avail. And then it was her one-sixteenth birthday. That Sunday aurora Cheryl and her parents were seated at the breakfast table when Katie came down and into the kitchen - stark naked. This was not completely unusual in this family, but this time Katie was really strutting her stuff. She had developed quite quickly over the past match of long time. She was still a bit of a diminutive female child, but her firm and perked-up tits were just a little bigger than one might accept expected, topped with perfect pink nipples which were now jutting forward, hard as could be. She hadn't been shaving her cunt because there was very short of her sleek pubic fuzz there ; she still looked a bit like a short female child, but not completely. And the boilersuit adorable cutenesss that she had begun the exhibit had really come to the bow : she was now gorgeous. Not at all any longer"plain stitch ”.

"look what I have to extend now !"she said to her family, twisting and writhing her body, a bit giggly and definitely excited."Plus I've been bleeding for two days now so I am a charwoman ! I've got mature meat on me. And legally in this country, I'm XVI so anybody can eff me."She levelled her eyes at her father.

Katie stood there, wiggling and thrusting her twat in the sexy way possible, the shape of anticipation.

Everyone was subdued for a mo, with the young lady'parents giving each early long feel.

Dave regarded his daughter and for the world-class time, as a man, appraised her. He did a lot of change of location in his workplace and hadn't been home a lot lately and certainly hadn't seen Katie full-out naked in a long time. As his gaze lingered on her lovely tits, her sweet lip, her shaped wooden leg and her downy cunt, he felt his pecker rising quickly. One Thomas More eye-sweep over Katie's teasing offer and he was granite intemperate.

"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 of his upright pecker."Yeah, dad,"she said."I'm pushing hard !"

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

Katie said :"I'm really sure I'll be delightful, dada ! And what I want more than anything in my whole lifespan is for you to cook me and eat me ! And,"she added,"tenderise 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 piffling girl peak over the past many months. Watching closely. And because of her teasing and taunting about spit-roasting, he had been doing some research, both on-line and in subtle conversation with the guys at study, one of whom had actually gone through the process of cooking his own child. Allanah's Padre, perpetrator of Allanah's spit-roast, had also conveyed some particular of his own experience. All of which to say that Dave had been giving the notion of roasting Katie a unscathed lot More view than he let on, despite his initial and genuine refusal to her.

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

Katie's smile was like a girl twice her age watching a trap get tripped."No, daddy. This is a virgin cunt. I've been saving it."She slipped a finger 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 organic structure and look at Beth, his wife, his eyes an obvious mix of muddiness and permission-seeking. Beth looked down before public speaking, down at Dave's now-open-fronted bathrobe where his big stopcock stood gallant and loud, it's tip shiny with a healthy dribble of precum.

"It's up to you, dear,"Beth said. She's your daughter. You own her. And she's certainly more than willing."Beth cut her husband a lot of slack ; after all, he could hold cooked up her, Beth, eld ago but didn't because she just really didn't want to go that route. Let me bear you a couple of daughter instead she had told him. Daughters always being a probably outcome of child creation given whatever it was that happened to the cistron pool several year back. Indeed that's how cannibalism got its business firm appreciation : way too many nascency turned out female child and so slaughtering them helped cull the herd, helped toward some of the old gender balance. Male-dominated Libra, as it should be. Or so was the vulgar - and legislative - view.

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

Katie's face did this little 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 spit rod up her juicy pussy, up and through her mouth, turned on a spit alive over searing attack. Hoping she might still be witting when her dad filleted her honeyed cunt, bit into it and chewed.

"No negotiation, Daddy. All or zippo. And it unspoiled 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, bent grass in one-half and reached behind and pulled her ass buttock apart, exposing her precious footling knock mother fucker, all nice and clean house. She was able-bodied to leave it a little in-out pucker movement.

Beth knew Dave well enough to know when his brain seized and began its inevitable downwardly journey into his lovely pecker. The tool that Katie was now staring at and licking her lips about. Katie imagined she had seen it before, passingly, over the years, but never in the severely province. And it was beautiful, not that Katie, unlike her Sister, had a lot of spot of comparison. Like all men in this neck of the Wood Dave was circumsized. His tool wasn't Brobdingnagian in length - although certainly not forgetful - but a material feature article was the knob on the end that was especially bulbouse, the glans all shiny and stretched tight - with its stream precum layer making it seem to glow. Katie found herself licking her brim again.

Dave stood up, that cock gloriously thrust forward. Cheryl was starting to possess certain thinking even though Alex, her long-time beau, kept her cunt so busybodied 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 girl with her own brain and sentence, even when you were little. And so, well -"he glanced at both Beth and Cheryl -"You've got a deal."Despite the family history on this emergence, anyone would see that Dave was positively beaming."Now, I'm new at this, never roasted a female child before, so I'm going to require some time to do some serious and detailed enquiry so that it all works out for you. All of which is to say I'll be a bit tied up the adjacent couple of years, so the roast will sustain to be six years from now, next Saturday. There'll be scads of organizing and contingent and matter for me to explain to you. I want this to be your complete day.

"My perfect 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 head start right hand 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 backtalk embraced his bulb and pecker. She squeezed his splendid big balls.

Dave said to Beth and Cheryl :"You guys continue, okay ? I want you to see this."Beth and Cheryl exchanged grinning, glad 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 horny slope of her Church Father. She would deliver to do it him one day, whatever the circumstances. She could almost feel it herself as Dave rammed that peter into his youngest daughter, the girl nearly losing her breath. He broke her hymen in one go with only a little squeak from Katie. And then just pounded the darn out of her. Her orgasm ( s ) came in perfect sync to his as he dumped More cum than he believed he ever had before.

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

The surveil days seemed to fly by. Dave had designated Thursday and Friday as prescribed tenderizing days with the four days between then and now considered to be a sort of run-up menses as Dave got deep into his research on spit-roasting.

He would fuck Katie as often as possible during this meter so that from Th on he would be liberate to keep it constant ( with some assistant he was beginning to plan ). During this stallion period Katie would persist naked and discontinue school. If she wanted to go out, say, with Cheryl, it would be clear to all that she was now a naked meat young woman. On Monday Beth would take up her to the control panel to get her certified as she'd never had cause to be before ( she came out tier A, destined for spittle roasting or baking ) and the official alloy tag saying so was pierced into her clit. Katie just loved to flash its shiny metal.

In the beginning day of official cannibalism, once a girl was planned for food, she became, and was called,"meat ”, as she was no longer seen as man. But Dave was of a reform-minded mind and took the increasingly popular prospect that this was unncessarily demeaning to the girls who, at to the lowest degree in kin casing, they loved dearly despite what they were doing to them. It ended up being more arousing and twisted to all concerned to celebrate up the former relationship right to the end. So Katie would not be just"meat"to her dad, she would remain his closely daughter that he was fucking and was going to kill. They would continue to call each other"Daddy"and"Katie ”. And in Dave's mind this seemed to up the right horizontal surface of darkness and depravation in an wake way. Katie just loved it that she was not being done as just a piece of meat - even if in fact she was one - but as herself, a willing and thrilled daughter of her happy and horny Daddy.

Similarly, if she met people on the street that she knew, she would be to a greater extent than meat ; she would be Dave's Katie, the pretty girl being fucked silly, soon to be eaten. Obviously she really was still meat as the traditionalist would maintain, but this new approach spiced affair up a bit more, made it creepy-crawly which is a ruttish matter. Of grade, if she was out and about over the future couple of days and got spotted by men or twelve-year-old ( or whatever ) boys, they were, as usual, free to diddle her cunt and asshole and play with her gorgeous bosom for a bit. Boys will be randy male child and this always seemed middling. Letting them fuck her was frowned upon, though, as she was still property.

On Monday when Katie and Cheryl went shopping for a trivial break sundress Cheryl wanted for the roasting company, Katie almost went a little too far with the meat girl convention. It was latterly good afternoon and Katie hadn't been fucked since just after breakfast as her pa was at Tim's doing his breeding. So, to be sightly, she was horny ; her just-past-virginity body - and mind - had now quickly developed a great and constant intimate need.

It was a hot day and the little girl were sitting in a Starbucks with a couple of iced lattes when three boy, who actually did appear to be twelve geezerhood old, walked in. Typical boys, always kibbutzing and rattling on about whatever silent electronic computer plot was in favour with them. Until one of them, Darren, a blond rangy kid, spotted Katie, her nudeness rather obvious.

"Hey guy rope,"he said, signalling his buddies."Over here."He pointed toward Katie and Cheryl and approached their tabular array, his crony in tow. He stood in nominal head of the fille for a second until they acknowledged the boys'presence.

"Hi,"Katie said.

"Hey,"Darren said, looking transfixed by her boob and seeing her puss tag."So, like, are you a meat girl ?"

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

"Just great."He turned to his ally."Yo, guy. A real meat missy. It's okay if we want to do it around with her."He looked into Katie's human face."Right ?"

Katie said :"wellspring, no real fucking but, certain, yeah, feel free to touch."She stood up to give them better entree.

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

"Thanks,"Katie said,"Not too hard !"as Nathan took a good appreciation of her early bosom, and began rubbing its nipple with his fingers, giving Katie a little tremor.

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

"Thanks a lot."She widened her stance and spread her branch, looking down at her starting–to-get-wet cunt. She smiled at Tom. He was pretty cute, dark-haired, thin and with a kind cheek. He was shirtless given the very warm day, his trunk hairless and lean with a tip of muscles to do. Quite lovely."feeling gratis,"she said, indicating her pussy. Katie was finding that being a nitty-gritty girl was incredibly liberating. And hot.

Tom reached out and adjoin Katie's bitch, running his fingers through the soft tuft of hair, then sliding them into her slit."Mmmm, nice,"Katie said quietly. Darren had now begun to suck her allow for teat, perhaps surprisingly in a very sensitive way. It felt great and Katie could smell out her snatch getting wetter. Nathan had both his hands on her other tit and he, too had a mammilla in his mouth, sucking hard as if trying to make out milk. Tom finally pushed a digit all the way into her puss and quickly found her clit. Katie shivered.

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

"showtime time in a cunt,"he said, his breathing seeming laboured and his face flushed."It's amazing !"

"How old are you ?"Katie asked him.

"Thirteen. Almost."

Katie reached over and cupped Tom's private parts."Getting a minuscule crowded in there ?"

"Mmmff,"was all Tom got out.

Tom was wearing slightly baggy short circuit with no smash. Katie raised her bridge player and undid the top clit of his fly. Another"mmfff"from Tom. There were four more than push ; Katie undid them all. Yet another"mmfff ”, this one louder. Katie looked up and into Tom's now-glazed center."Wan na come out to play ?"

Tom gave her a dopey smile when Katie, as she pulled down his pants, discovered that Tom wore no underwear. Tom's fully-erect cock jumped out like it was spring-loaded. Cute, Katie thought, looking at it. Not like Daddy's, maybe only about four inches, but shaped nicely with pretty big smooth orchis. She noticed he had only a few fiddling wisps of hair just above where his dick met his flat tummy. Katie took cargo hold of the cock and Tom audibly exhaled.

"I..I ... uh, just started masturbating last hebdomad,"Tom said.

"So you can come ?"

"Uh, huh."

"wellspring swell. Just keep doing what you're doing to my cunt."By this time Tom had nearly his whole small hand inside her pussy, managing to go things around without losing contact with her clit. She had no estimation how a boy so young and inexperient could manipulate a clit 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 bosom from the other two son and dropped to her stifle and pulled Tom's whole cock into her mouth and went to Town on it. Tom's"Mmmf's"turned into moans, groan loud enough that one of the Starbuck's baristas, an older woman, looked over from across the way with a big smile. She'd seen this sort of affair before and not for the beginning clock time felt some enviousness towards nitty-gritty girls.

Unsurprisingly, it didn't take farseeing before Tom exploded in her mouth. He didn't shoot anywhere near as much as Daddy, naturally, but it was still an telling load given he was still just twelve years old. She swallowed every drop, licked his dick totally clean-living, stood up and gave the stunned-looking Tom a little kiss on the lips. She turned to the other two guys who had been watching, enthralled."So, son,"she said, her center and backtalk encompassing. They were already fumbling to undo their belts.

Cheryl had been watching the legal proceeding up until now with great amusement - and fervour. As she had reached the wondrous old age of seventeen, she found these son terribly unseasoned and yet she was getting turned on by their blind horniness. As she watched them draw down their trouser, she spoke up.

"Katie, I know you're the nitty-gritty girl and all but that blow job was pretty hot and I ... I ... well, would you listen 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 worked up or romantic.

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

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

"How old are you guys ?"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 cock flicked upward on its own, hard. It was quite a skillful turncock, Cheryl thought, pretty big for his age. And his balls were especially attractive, just something about them as they hung there from his near-hairless genital organ. Quite dissimilar from Alex's software package but vive la dispute ! as her Daniel Chester French teacher might say. She stood up and motioned to Nathan."Over here ! figure ?"

"Nathan. And I can cum, too."

"Great,"Cheryl said."I'm hungry. Just lie down here."She had led him over to the long fanny of a banquette and had him lie on his binding, playing with his putz and balls in the procedure."I'm Cheryl and you're gon na love this."

She lifted her short-change cotton fiber doll, under which she wore no panties ( She never did unless on her period ). She climbed over and straddled his thighs, saying,"Let's get started with this,"pulling one of his manus to her pussy.

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

"beginning clip ?"Katie asked the boy.

"Uh huh."

"How old are you really ?"

He paused, had a mentation, then said :"eleven. conclusion month ”.

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

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

"You can recite me. I'm just a sum girl."

His workforce were on her mammilla, rubbing."fountainhead ... no. I try but nix comes out. But I do get, like a tingle or something. When I jack it. The guys, well, they laugh at me."

"wellspring fuck them,"Katie said and took his whole peter, all of it, into her sass. Darren groaned.

Katie made that tool her own. She used her clapper to climb the poor shaft, to lick the slick glans, to push it into Darren's pee-hole as much as she could. He had a surprising amount of money of precum ( and very tasty, too ) and she ate that up. She bobbed her head, jacking him with her backtalk. From the moans she was hearing she gathered she was having positive consequence.

While she was giving this lad his initiative ever cock sucking, she licked a finger and reached one bridge player around him and parted his ass impertinence. She rubbed his bunghole, pressing and sliding, slipping and gliding. When she felt she was getting unexpressed signals from the boy, she wheedled a finger right into the hole, 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 fellow that she had only recently come to roll in the hay : Darren's little shaft grew just a bit magnanimous, and even, if that was possible, harder, especially his thickening. There were some variety of little spasm starting. Excited at what she might be accomplishing, Katie got her glossa working especially hard and pumped away with her lips wrapped around the base of the cock. She pressed and rubbed even more with her finger on his prostate. And then it happened : Darren's cock fully spasmed - so violently she had fuss even keeping it in her mouth. Instantly, she quickly yanked her finger out of his bastard. ( How had she learned all this ? ) And so, like a big surprise, Darren shot a load of cum. And not a bad amount for his age and get-go time either, Katie thought as she succeeded in swallowing every piddling bit of it. It tasted quite pleasantly musky and had that lovely mucilaginous grain she had only recently felt and total to love from Daddy.

She let Darren's piffling cock slip out of her backtalk and realized that her hands, wrapped around Darren's upper berth peg, had become critical to keeping the boy from falling down. He had half passed-out. For real.

At the same time, Cheryl had done a serious routine on Nathan. She sucked and sucked his cock, twirled her natural language on it, pumped him with her feel workforce. She would accept both of his balls into her oral cavity at once and clamp down just hard enough to where pain and pleasure danced together. Testicular hurting, she knew from Alex's grooming, is thick and a bit frightening, felt over a guy's whole dead body, right at the edge of sickness and too much. But applied just right it could almost pretend a guy cum.

Nathan, horny boy that he was, nearly came a few clip, had more than once started spasming, going to the edge but not quite over. Because Cheryl was an expert with a cracking near-psychic talent to know precisely where a guy's edge was and when and how to swing him just over it. She and Alex had spent many wondrous hours perfecting such proficiency. In their earlier day when they were so young, Alex would complain that Cheryl's orgasms went on so much yearner than his male unity could and she could get back into it all so a lot faster due to his having to waitress through the refractory periods. ( Although, to be mediocre, in their too soon days when they were so, so untested, those weren't really all that long ).

When Nathan wasn't dodging his eruptive hummer, his facial expression was planted completely in Cheryl's beautiful cunt. Her labia were so soft and warm and slippery his knife and lips just couldn't hold back mating with them. blissfulness. Cheryl's clit was also a delight to Nathan. Not that he had anything to compare it to, but it was bigger and more extended than most, making it not only easy to regain but also with a larger surface area than usual which really kept Cheryl going. During their brush, for some ground Nathan started counting Cheryl's orgasms, but after a while simply lost that enumeration.

But Cheryl hadn't ; she wanted to have detail for Alex when she told him about this surprise Starbuck's gambol. However after nine climaxes she decided she would round affair off at ten. She took Nathan's sweat-soaked aspect, practically ramming his tongue 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 hammer. Cheryl let herself descend into it and, as ramped up as she was from all the previous activity, let herself dive into a multi-jerk and just splendid orgasm.

After a second, Cheryl looked up at Nathan as she lay back on the banquette seat. She got him sitting on her lowly chest and began to stroke his cock.

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

The two of them took turns stroking Nathan's ready-to-burst dick. This time Cheryl didn't use any of her delaying proficiency and Nathan, already ridiculously keyed up, exploded, spraying big chunk of cum all over Cheryl's look which she proceeded to scrape up up and both eat and bed cover around like a facial expression cream. Her last liquid ecstasy she held up to Nathan.

"preference ?"she said.

Nathan smiled and opened blanket and lackadaisical, licking his back talk as he swallowed his own tasty cum.

Nathan stood up shakily and turned to calculate for some water. And nearly bumped into his Edward Young crony Darren. They just smiled loopily at each other. Darren looked down at Cheryl, lying on her vertebral column with her legs banquet, her gaping cunt 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 do it me ?"

The boy didn't say a word, just stepped forward and skid his wet hard cock into Cheryl's still-pulsing cunt. Cheryl decided she could do by one Thomas More orgasm, so she pulled Darren in tight and they had a very nice fuck 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 girls could see that it was being led by the old wide-smiling barista and was composed of about a twelve or so customer who must take in gathered when the fille were"otherwise engaged ”. They took a representation bow to the smiling audience, a mix of older men and fair sex, all grinning and chuckling.

Katie went over to the three boys who were gathered together pulling on their pants and trying to stuff their not-quite-limp hammer behind their fly sheet. It occurred to her, given what just went down, and their age, that it might be quite a piece before they were ever completely hobble again. Cheryl had shared with her all the boy-stories, -truths and -compulsions of being a Loretta Young lad that Alex had told her about.

"So thanks, cat ! That was such a nice surprise !"

The boys mumbled a general rumble of true gratitude.

"I'm sorry,"Katie continued,"that I couldn't fuck you because, being a meat girl, there are certain rules and things. But I think it all worked out anyway."

The boys were, in their post-sexual torpor, in fill out accord, and muttered so in unison. Nathan's cock had gone completely hard 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 Saturday and I wondered if you would care to come out for it. Get to view it all go down and then eat some of me !"

All three son 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 hand and arms in a displaying-herself gesture, then brought one handwriting down to cup her twat,"there will be enough centre to go around !"

The girls and their mom were sitting around the dining room table that evening, waiting for Dave to come home, late, as he had predicted. Beth had made a meat and vegetable casserole, family-dubbed the Sunday Casserole - that could be kept warm up for quite a while, a dodge she often successfully used given Dave's unpredictable work schedule. But unbeknownst to her family, she had used another tactic to delight them at dinner : most of the meat in the casserole was girl pith, in this instance a earth blend of thigh and titty along with - the butcher at the supermarket promised - about ten percent snatch, specifically labia tenia also ground. Beth had been doing this for some time as she found her family was always asking for this picky 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 family had no mind that she had been into missy meat for ages but she preferred, at the instant, to keep that to herself. SAs with other things, she had her reasons.

Beth and the girls babbled on about this and that for a spell but she could recount the girlfriend were holding back, that they had some particular story to evidence. Eventually they admitted that was the typesetter's case but they wanted to wait for Daddy to be there.

The dada who had been quite the busybodied beaver. Dave was a corporate attorney and steeped in meticulousness and detail ; it was in his bones to bump out everything about anything he was about to get involved with. There was wads of information on-line of grade, but after studying all that, he also set up a sort of practicum with one of his customer, Tim Webber, who ran a consulting business on cannibalism and all its involution. Many fathers wanted to cook their own daughter, but lacked any experience, so Tim was there, for a fee, to urinate sure they did everything right, especially the foxy intromission of the spit which required training for accuracy and the just result, vital to an exceptional missy barbecue. Tim had previously worked as a bumbler and then upshot provider for one of the leading girl-meat companionship in Ithiel Town and so he had the screen background needed to fork out on his own.

Tim had a full-size, life-like female dummy, anatomically correct inside and out, for precision training. And for significant additional cost he would also pander a live on little girl to sprinkle as a kind of terminal exam. Dave, wanting the very best for his Sweet Katie, opted for this latter. And, as it happened, for a bit more money Tim had a further go : thinking ahead, he and his wife had been raising 6 fry, not surprisingly all girls ( with his wife now knocked up with a seventh ). They now ranged in age from five to sixteen. Tim had suggested his eldest, Abby, for Dave's examination because, first of all, she had become a bit of a smattering on the behavioural movement, and, as well, he had developed a slightly modified verson of the classic tongue and was bore to quiz it out. Dave would begin practical instruction on Tuesday with, hopefully, the spitting of Tim's daughter, Abby, that night. Tim thought it would be most exciting and rewarding for Dave - and Katie - if his Abby was his firstly spit.

Dave finally arrived home for dinner. He walked in, gave his home his big patented grin. Katie looked at the handsome and still very trimming xxxviii year old man with undying love. Cheryl, too. He was individual they could always trust and so they never withheld from him. Not to mention that they were both simply dying to tell their account.

"Thank God you're here,"Beth said."The girls seem to possess had some sort of escapade today that they're desperate to say us about but they kept clammed up until you got here."

"wellspring,"Dave said,"I can't postponement to get wind it, but first things first."

He had begun to loosen his belt as he threw his crown over a chair."Honey-pie,"he said to Katie,"It's been a hanker clip 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 underwear down, releasing his very hard big-headed cock."Lie down !"

Katie, already naked of course, quickly got on her back on the board and spread her leg, opening her slit wide with her finger's breadth.

"We'll just have a quick one before dinner party. We'll have more later. And stool certainly to leave all my cum in your cunt during dinner party. You can figure out why."

Cheryl and Beth looked at each other : a before-dinner treat ! They watched as Dave, still with his shirt on, band aid mounted his youthful daughter and proceeded to drill his cock into her, no stimulation this fourth dimension. He'd clearly been thinking about this all day, Beth thought. Could hardly hold off. Both Katie and Dave put on a good if brief display, but one with neat timing : they both came at the same clip. Dave shouted a big loud"nookie ! ! ”, his look contorted with joy, and Katie half-screamed over what she, too, had been waiting for all day.

When her husband and girl finished up with Katie licking pop's peter clean as a whistling and with a especial piffling suck on the muddle at the end, and holding her hand to her slit as she got down from the table, so as not to spill 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 bottleful of red vino. ( Beth preferred clean wine with girl heart and soul but she said nothing ). Katie took the cork from the wine-coloured nursing bottle and stuck it in her slit to hopefully stop any undesired cum out-flow. And it felt proficient, too !

In short fiat 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, kept getting tantalizing views of her pappa's still half-hard and lustrous cock. And his achingly attractive low-hanging musket ball ; they dangled when he spoke excitedly about anything. It made her think of Christian church Alexander Bell. She was increasingly having trouble ignoring her seething desire to fuck her Daddy, especially having watched him in legal action so much of late. But this was Katie's week and she would never do anything to bollocks that.

"So what's the big story ?"Dave asked the girls as he swallowed a taste of casserole, throwing a expert wink of appreciation and an"Mm, hmm !"to Beth.

"well,"Katie began, all excited."It's about sex and me and Cheryl, but you must cognise that I, Katie, did not have it away anybody."She looked at her Daddy."I know the prescript : I am only yours now. Forever. Your meat. But I did bear on the envelop a bit."She paused with a smiling."Personally I don't remember cock-sucking is at all the Sami as fucking. One of the past President of the United States 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 tarradiddle, Katie ?"her dad asked again.

Katie looked at Cheryl. They both stifled titters, then gave up and laughed out flashy."We had SUCH a day !"Cheryl blurted. And the two miss, Katie and Cheryl, proceeded to tell their parents the report of their Starbuck's afternoon, from each of their position, in all the item they could call back, which was most of it. They praised both the boys and themselves and remembered to include a thanks to the barista who let them get away with it all.

Their parents enjoyed the taradiddle. They laughed in the rightfulness places and appeared to get aroused in others. They even applauded when the female child said"The End ”.

"But honest, pop,"Katie said,"I didn't piece of tail anybody. Cheryl sure did, but not me. I stayed true to being a meat girl."

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

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

"right field now. ejaculate here."

Katie got up and adjusted the cork in her cunt to make water indisputable it was still well-planted and her pussy wasn't leaking any of the cum. She went to her Daddy and simply laid over his lap, but ensuring she had a manus wrapped around his cock under her. Her cunning little ass stuck up decent and high, in perfect position for what was to get. And what was to come, came right away. WHACK ! Dave's open hand came down on her bum with total military unit. It really hurt. Katie shouted but loved it. Another hard whack.

"Dave said,"You do read why I'm doing this, Katie, right ? It's for your own good. You still have a few twenty-four hours left to live and I want you to be them properly. I am still your father, after all !"

Two More hard whacks in straightaway chronological sequence. Her cheeks were reddening up. Two to a greater extent more knock, even harder. Katie started to whimper, although never letting go of the rooster in her hand, a cock that was getting harder with each smack.

Some more whacks - Dave was determined and got his solution as Katie fell into full-out crying and wailing."Daddy, 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 able. Although his hired hand was getting quite sore.

Katie's screaming was very real, but she never let go of pop's cock, which now felt like hot steel.

Cheryl watched all this in pure envy. Which shocked and confused her as she hadn't thought this about herself before, and their Daddy had never before spanked either of his daughter. She was normally terribly averse to anything unspeakable. Now she thought - jazz - she wanted Daddy to paddle her like that just as much as she wanted him to have it off her, just like she'd seen him do to Katie before they ate dinner.

Beth sat and watched quietly, saying nada, fighting a smile on her nerve. She understood.

Finally Dave stopped the beating, although Katie still wailed. He gently carressed Katie's rip red cheeks with his own now-very-pink hand. It would be a while before she would need to sit down. Dave parted those red nerve and probed a digit down between them. He found her little 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 finger in that mess, and then a mo one, the More Katie's disturbance changed in tonicity : less a whimper now and more like an elongated sigh. By now Dave had a third base finger inside his daughter and there was no resistence. Her mother fucker had completely opened up and was welcoming. Katie started to pant.

She still had a death-grip on pop's insanely hard rooster. And she knew what she wanted to do with it. She was still crying, weeping, when she said,"dada ?"

"Yes sweetheart ?"

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

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

"I'll display you,"Katie said, softly, her tears slowing. She managed to get off his lap and on to her animal foot without letting go of his cock. She stood up and looked him deep in the heart. She cupped his big balls in her former paw and squeezed them as she talked.

Cheryl thought she might have to leave the elbow room. Her pussy had become so souse it probably needed a towelling down. And her hand, too, as she had slipped it under her skirt and plowed it into her cunt, squeezing her big clit, back when pappa started the whacking. 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 love, variety, sweetness and brutal Daddy. Katie was standing so that her glow bum was directly in Cheryl's line of sight. She could see as well Katie's hand gripping Daddy's stiff prick.

But Cheryl wasn't going anywhere. She was too captivated, too fascinated, too fucking horny to miss what she was sure was coming next.

Her dada - and her baby - did not disappoint her.

"Do it, dada,"Katie said into her father's middle. She turned and somehow without dropping dada's cock, positioned herself over the border of the dining elbow room table with her ass up and sticking gamy in the air. She handed Daddy's turncock to him, saying,"Do it, Daddy. Do it as hard as you can. Make it like a trailer of the steel spit only in the ass. Ram, me pappa. Now ! !"

dada obeyed her. He pulled his fingerbreadth out off her rectum and moved his turncock into place. He took a minute to gently fondle her so-red buttock again, then separated them, took aim with his cock and roll in the hay plowed his piddling girl. They both screamed, if for different reasons. Once he was in, he stopped for a second and Katie yelled,"No ! Don't occlusive ! Fucking ram me ! relieve oneself me screaming, crap me cry again but don't stop. And don't come until I tell --"

Her lyric got lost in her wail as her dad did as he was told and pummelled Katie like a piston on speeding, all the piece holding on to her tits as if they were indestructable handles. It was a wonderment to behold, Cheryl thought, watching and wishing and dreaming while a realization of that pipe dream was good in front of her, right here at the family dining elbow room board.

Thomas More than once pop said he was going to give birth to come, but Katie would take in none of it and shrieked for him to keep on going. But, eventually, neither of them could conclusion any Sir Thomas More and fauna noises Cheryl was convinced could be heard across town blared as her Padre and her sister orgasmed and the ass-fucking stopped. When Daddy pulled out of Katie's bum, his cock was covered in blood.

Katie turned her head teacher to look back at him through her tear-stained face and said, very softly,"Thanks, Daddy. I won't do anything wrong again. But you might give to remind me so I don't forget."dada gave a big wide smile to his little cutey-pie and hugged and kissed her gently on her parted brim, their tongues instantly entwined and exploring, pop's hands still kneading her pin-up tits.

Beth had gone to the kitchen and returned with one of her dessert metier : a chocolate sauce bar. She scooped out a sizable portion on each of three plateful and set them before Dave, Cheryl and herself. She handed a spoon to Katie, who immediately reached down to her worn cunt and pulled out the wine bob she had jammed in there earlier. It turned out to cause been a successful move. Right away she could feel daddy's before-dinner cum scratch to course out of her. She got the spoonful in there immediately and scooped the cum and carried on to enjoy her own special sweet. Mmmm ....

On Tuesday, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this time for food for the barbecue dinner. knock Katie was to be accompanied by braised brussel's sprouts, almandine leafy vegetable beans ( to be prepared by Katie as it was her kitchen speciality ), pan-fried murphy and odorous potato medley, with a yogurt and scallion sauce, all sided by an endive, Citrus paradisi and pecan salad - and, of course, respective cuts of Katie.

On this shopping pleasure trip they did not take on any horny immature son ( later admitting they were kind of disappointed ) although there were, in the course of the afternoon's market food-fondling, three different lots elderly men keen on fondling of a dissimilar sort. Each in their own way got safe feels of meat-Katie's twat and tits, one of them, perhaps seventy year old, even giving her a docile buss on the lips as he wished her well for her"big day ”, while sticking in and pulling out and licking a wet finger from her cunt. The other two cat, perhaps in their late forties, were especially nipple-focussed and certainly got those mamilla aroused. Although, not surprisingly, they also took a distich of overnice swipes at her snatch, both giving a squeeze to her clit, well-advertised as it was by her gleaming-in-the-sun pussy tag. Being of older generations, they only referred to her as"meat"- as in,"So, have a great day, heart and soul !"But, to Katie, they seemed dessert and form about it, so she thought it amusingly cool.

Cheryl said as they drove dwelling house :"It must be amazing to acknowledge - to just know - anybody can sleep with around with you, with your body. More or less just take what they want. And then they're so dainty about it ! Like, not creepy or disgusting."

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

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

"Totally right. That's what's so great. You're like an available goddess or something, like almost nobody else in that bit. All former limitations just gone. You have no musical theme how limited 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 plans to fret about. No more disappointments. No more legal opinion. No more than confusedness. Just one week of idol !"

"A week 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 sis must be so orgasmed-out by now that she was operating on a unlike plane.

Midweek night Cheryl realized there was something she needed to ask Katie before she went to bed. She walked into her sister's room ( they never knocked ) naked as usual before bed and discovered Katie lying on her bed with her crotch total of Daddy's rima oris. Oh, right, she thought : he's here for their nighty-night fuck.

"Oh, sorry,"Cheryl said.

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

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

"Oh, yeah."

Cheryl felt all mixed up."OK, but pa ? You know, like, it's a bit hard for me, right ? To watch."

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

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

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

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

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

Katie giggled, grabbed her dad's putz and said with a chortle,"And you near, dad. My babe is a really great piece of ass."She shoved his pecker into her cunt and they went at it.

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

During the day on Tues, Dave, always a perfectly researched student, had gone through the stride with Tim. The big trick, as Dave already knew from his research and superior general talk, was to stab the steel spit up through the cunt, lick through the cervix, puncture the uterus and slide into the stomach. Pause for a moment to settle thing, then align the rod to go up her oesophagus, through her throat and into and out of her mouth. Being certainly to not hit heart or lungs. Obviously this last task was not only the most critical but also the most hard. A ill-timed move and the girl would be killed too ahead of time. The roast and dinner would still be very well but the sweet and agonizing journey for the girl - and the guests - would be lost.

Under Tim's supervising, Dave practiced on the blank with great tending and vigilence.

"You've really got a knack there, Dave !"Tim exclaimed after only Dave's first try, getting it completely right."But make sure to leave just a slight slack around the pussy so she can writhe a bit, and ideally cum a few times before matter get too hot. And here ..."He showed Dave how to attach the minuscule spit that would forestall her from spinning while rotating in roasting - a sharply rod into her anus and secured with a screw-clamp to the main rod.

Dave went through the utilisation three to a greater extent times on the blank shell, getting it perfect each time, the blank's mouth pried capable with the tongue rod sticking out two feet each time.

"Bodoni spits,"Tim explained,"have a rod-within-a-rod with strategically-placed holes so the gist can suspire for a little so as to stay animated as long as possible. What I have done is design it just a bit differently with lurch pickle and at the lower end a fairly prominent wide first step to encourage Sir Thomas More air initially from the lungs into the esophagus and thus into the expectoration. I've had great feedback.

"You're an expert,"Dave said.

"fountainhead ”, Tim said,"I'd like to be. I really find all this so enamour. Makes me horny, actually. And I love to help."

Dave high-fived the man.

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

"If you don't mind, Tim. I really want to be sure I can be utter for my Katie ”.

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

Abby was more than than"reticent"; she was fucking savage. Dave had never seen a little girl so angry. She screamed at them both and said they had no right. That nobody fucking"owned"her and she would induce her own fucking decisions. 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 expectoration 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 capable to subdue the modest girl, slamming her Down on the spit-table and near- strangling her until she went limp, allowing Tim to show Dave the right knotting techniques with the string trussing and in short rescript Abby was bound ( and gagged ) much like a pig, lying on its rachis 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 good roll in the hay and cum-lube her. Better late than never I suppose."

And so he fucked her difficult. Dave sould see that she orgasmed although he also thought that he could see she tried so very toilsome not to. As she reached her peak, Dave slid the tongue into her cunt, the first six inches, almost touching her cervix. He gave a quick looking at 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 spit up and out of her lip. Very speedy and very precise. Tim and Dave smiled triumphantly at each other while Abby screamed terribly ( they had not bothered to give her the pain-reduction pill ). When the rod tore out of her mouthpiece and popped the gag her screams changed tone, of line, as her vocal music chords had been shredded.

"perfective !"Tim said."Well done !"

"topper instructor in the domain,"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 pussy and it was discharge another sexual climax was going on. He glanced up at Dave and both raised their brows in gallant salutation and smiled and watched until the sexual climax ebbed. Tim put an ear to the spit and could hear dependable air flow - his modification appeared to be working. When her paroxysm slowed Tim incision Abby's pharynx, her origin gushing into a waiting bucket below her capitulum. As this was just a drill run, there was no need for the spectacle of roasting her. Tim would simply butcher her and freeze her various cuts for future family unit dinner.

On Th break of the day, Daddy showed his small missy what he had prepared for her final examination days, her official tenderizing twenty-four hour period. Years ago he had built a peter and gardening shed in their large back cubic yard, all being very tidy and organized as was Dave's way. He'd even planted Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and annual around it to make it seem like Thomas More than it was, almost like a tiny cottage. A duo of yr back one of Beth's nephews, Jerrod, had come to visit for a summer so Dave brought in a nice cot into what they simply called"the Shed ”. He even ran plumbing and installed a rain shower stall and toilet. Yesterday Beth had dressed the bed with ironed canvas ( with several fifth wheel on a shelf ; changes would be needed she was certain ) and a fluffy baby's dummy. She brought down a few motion-picture show and keepsakes from Katy's room to personalise the Shed a bit for her. For this was where she'd spend her close two days.

"It's large, Daddy !"Katie said, meaning it. For her final examination hours, her own little home and fuck-pad. She couldn't have been happier.

Dave took her out-of-doors and to the side of the Shed. And there Katie saw it for the low time : the barbecue pit ! It was rich and wide and draw with river tilt. At each end of it, staked vertically into the earth were tall iron bars ending upwards into a"Y": the rack upon which the spit would be rested during cooking. And there were three other semi-"Y's welded along the rod to allow for height adjustments. At the ass-end the electric rotisserie was affixed to its on pole and aligned to where the spit-pole would end.

"It's beautiful, dad ! You've gone to so practically bother !"

"Thanks sweetie. I only want the best for you."Dave had decided the investment in time 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 poor bill he couldn't arrange a contractor so he dug and built the pit himself, the day before. With big help 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 yield favour - if it's okey with you, Katie."

"What is it ?"

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

"Of course, pop ! Besides, I always thought Al was the decent of men. And Richard is pretty cute. I saw him out in their yard utmost summer, under a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, when he thought nobody was looking, masturbating like nutcase. It's not immense like yours but he really does induce a beautiful tool so I guess I'll be okay. And he sure seemed to come a lot, so that's serious, too, right ?"She gave her pop a lascivious 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 blur for Katie. She did her best to construct time seem to adulterate out, given how very little of it she had left but it was, basically, just one long and eternal climax with abbreviated visits to the shower and snippits of food which either Cheryl or Beth brought to her. Not that she was complaining. Her Daddy, of class, whether he was in her rima oris, her ass or her cunt was always striking in getting her off.

But she also had the added joy that Al and Richard brought. Al was about her papa's age, with a sweet and always hard cock 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 mite of a blissful gleam. And when he fucked her prick she was consistently left with wanting just a bit more, although nicely warm and slippery inside as the man shot very estimable lode. When he did her mouth she especially appreciated that, too, as it gave her a lot to eat up 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 battle of Boyne : the undisguised enthusiasm, the insane level of general hornyness consuming not only his ( as it turned out ) very orotund penis ( what a conflict a year can build at this stage of life ! ), but his integral consistency and brain, the losing-his-mind-completely spasms of his orgasm, every time nearly passing out. ( wellspring, once he actually did, if only for a few seconds ). Like his dad, Richard, too was a kind and considerate kid, a substantial joy to have a go at it. Katie came to quite love taking him to the edge whether in her cunt, ass, oral cavity or by hand only to contain him just before his pinnacle. ( Cheryl had provided her with some fathom advice on just how to do that with, especially, a Lester Willis Young boy ). This beat back Richard mad. In a good way. And seemed to increase the already copious amount of cum he could squirt. Many metre during her tenderizing her entire face, neck and nigh of her breast were simply saturated in Richard-cum. And Richard was not shy about helping her poke 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 country of eternal top-shelf mind-altering climax.

On the Friday afternoon, Cheryl brought her a cheese plate with cold meats and muddle and banger ( Katie's postulation ). 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 thing off.

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

"No, it's fine,"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 tables and decorations and things for tomorrow. You go ahead and eat now. I'll wait a few proceedings and then institutionalize my dad in. It's his spell. Maybe leave the cum on your facial expression. He'd like that."Richard gave her a kind and amused smile.

"Nice to see you ”, Cheryl said to Richard, clearly looking straight at and admiring his turncock, which was still near-hard. She took a firecracker from the cheese home plate and scooped a bit of cum from her Sister's face and popped it into her back talk and mmm-mm'd.

Then, eyes on Richard's cock :"That's overnice. And it's grown."She reached over and gave Richard's dick a fiddling squeeze around the caput."Mmmmm ..."

"Maybe after tomorrow,'” Richard said.

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

The former 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 for certain Alex would understand, given the givens."

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

Cheryl said :"So, sis. We're down to minute now. Hours."Her eyes were as serious as they'd ever been."In a matter of hour you won't be able-bodied 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 demarcation. Days ago."

Katie had picked up the chromium steel brand spit that would soon be skewering her total body. She had asked daddy 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 Sister

"A fate 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 Bob Hope for ? The latest statistic are showing nine out of ten births are now female. They've just upped the high schooling drawing to thirty percentage. 30 pct ! Three out of ten young lady get cooked no thing what, just the luck of a epithet out of a jar. And that's three out of ten with expert mark. They're now looking at the bankruptcy charge per unit and soon if your grades are too low, your status changes to meat, and low grade at that. And god forbid you ever get a dealings just the ticket or anything like a misdemeaner - automatic heart. They might even be looking at parking tickets ! They've got a lot of female person to get rid of. Cheryl, the last thing I want to be is processed meat. Picked by the organization, lined up, pharynx cut, butchered and in the supermarket in opus before anyone knows it. At least this way it's our Daddy who does it, our Daddy who is giving me the topper days of my life-time, my trump last days. And, like, I mean they really are the substantially. He's the with child devotee in the world !"

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

"I'm not supposed to secern you and we can't William 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 bully of inner-light grin. Almost under her breather :"Thanks pappa ..."

But she was still passionate about her termination."I'd rather be eaten by hoi polloi I care about than just picked out of some store freezer in turn and pieces and fried up in some shitty kitchen in a dirty pan. I know I'll be dead in either pillowcase but at least this way I'll feel I was some part of my own death. And therefore some parting of my own life. I know that sounds twisted, but -"

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

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

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

Cheryl stared at the floor and then up at her sister's cum-smeared boldness."I don't know, dear. 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 subject area. He just keeps saying ‘ You're not eighteen yet.'But I'm so close."

"You'll do what's right 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 scarey shit. But so is being alive. So I'll just ..."She managed a broad pretty smile,"I'll just get myself so fucked I'll be lost in my twat and whatever happens, happens."

Cheryl looked at Katie for a long consequence, into her heart."I'll do everything I can to pee it the honorable day for you, Katie."They threw themselves into each other's weapon for a prospicient hug."And when it comes to the carving I've put dibs on a big art object of your heart."

They were interrupted by the door possibility and Al coming in, already undoing his drawers, his raise cock one-half out.

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

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

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

"Yes, Daddy."

"look at your grimace ! 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 count, Daddy."

"fountainhead then maybe I'll lose enumeration 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 good one with his leather belt. Katie oofed but also giggled. They both knew this was a game, 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 warmly. The pleasure and hurting, Katie thought, were so fuse she couldn't separate them. She wondered how that would compare to the roasting pit.

After a few more delicious swats, papa put his whack down and began massaging her red bum impudence and then her prick. And very shortly he was fucking that whoreson 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 tongues feeling like they were becoming one.

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

"I love you more."

Saturday forenoon.

Katie woke up early, immediately in a state blended of inflammation, awe and wonder. She had to be gear up for the saliva by eleven but she didn't want to be rushed ; every second now needed to be savoured. She took a really gravid and frankly beautiful in conclusion shit, assisted by her middle-of-the-night ingestion of a strong laxative. Right away she conducted two pleasant enemas - she was determined to be screechy clean everywhere. ( Thanks to Daddy, Al and Richard her asshole was now so tenderise it was a very easy task ). She douched her twat even while knowing it would soon be filled up. She took a long hot shower, scrubbing away at every part of what even she now realized had become her tantalizing, fully tenderized, beautiful and hairless physical structure. ( Her Mommy had shaved her everywhere the night before, between fucks. Just in time ! she thought. nobody would have to be eating ugly - or complain - meat !

She drank the conditioner broth to condition her guts.

Her mom was the first to make it at the Shed, bearing a steaming teapot."You can't eat, of course, darling, but a bit of tea won't damage. Just be sure enough to hold 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 long that I've been looking forward to this. Years ! It's hard 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 diminution tablet."And drink in the conditioner ?"

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

"All the subject field indicate that's true. You should be somewhat awake and aware when the cutting starts. No sleepyheaded side effects."She gave her girl's thigh a small pinch."I'm going to start out here, if that's okay. It looks juicy."

"Whatever you want, mummy. I love you, know. I realize Daddy is such a focus because of all the fucking, but I love you just as much."

Beth bestowed her with her tender smile and kissed her on her frontal bone."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 Loretta Young, you could hold volunteered."

Beth held Katie's case."I did retrieve about it of course of instruction, although in my day there were less girls being born so the insistence was not the Sami as now. I won't say it wasn't an attractive melodic theme, but I also wanted to be a mom. And I'm gladiolus of that decisiveness and I respect myself for it. Just as I respect you for what you are about to do."She kissed her daughter on the lip, long and slack, their tongues sharing a great liaison."Now Katie, there's something I'm going to secern you that you must go on closed book. Right to your death."

Katie drew in a breathing place ; she loved enigma."I won't say anything. promise. And, anyway, in about an 60 minutes I'll have a steel spitting up my cunt and out my mouth. I won't be able to verbalise even if I want to."

Beth almost chuckled as she told her her short gem.

"Omigod !"Katie squawked."Ommigod !"



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

"sunup !"Dave said, unable to completely hide his hullabaloo. To Katie, he asked :"goodness Nox's sleep ?"

"Yeah I did, actually."

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

Cheryl approached Katie and cradled her mind."Big sopor coming, sis. But not before some big fun !"Cheryl held Katie's principal and looked her in the eyes."Any chance you'd moot a short deviation from normal ? I have a petty surprise."She glanced at pappa."Are you open-minded, Daddy ?"

"wellspring I guess that depends."

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

To Daddy, Cheryl said,"These are the boys we told you about, from Monday : Darren, Nathan and Tom."The boy muttered hello's. Dave and Beth nodded at them. All three were full phase of the moon of big if a bit probationary smiles and wearing baggy boxershorts and nothing else, not even shoe.

Katie was thrilled."Boys ! You came. Totally cool !"She absently rubbed at her au naturel slit as she gave them each one of her biggest smiles. She could see that all three had hard bulges tenting their privates. They all looked to Cheryl for leadership.

Cheryl said :"So we all know that the custom is that the host - Daddy - gives the girlfriend her last fuck just before spitting her. And that's right and proper. But these boys just loved you, Katie, even if you're technically just pith, 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 flavour on her grimace that she thought this was just about the greatest mind ever. She looked in undisguised desire at the lusty faces of her very young new friends. But she was mindful of tradition. And of her Daddy. She turned to seem at him, saying to the boys,"But my Daddy would still be the end one, right ?"

The boys chorused yes's and for-sures.

Daddy, Katie thought, looked uncertain."It would add to the appearance, Daddy. Our invitee would love it especially as these male child are so Brigham Young. And, pa,"she added with a broad smile,"It would add Thomas More to the cum godsend 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 jest at drippage to make the in effect gravy ever.

Dave gave this some thought process but the imploring look on his daughter's expression and the yearning looks on the boys'won him over."O.K. !"he said."What the hell ! Let's nominate this the best roast 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 bed your arse ..."

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

"There's just one more matter,"Cheryl butt in."These boys were also wondering if they could pre-select their essence. papa gets the snatch filet of course, but ..."

"Up to you, Katie,"papa said.

Katie beamed at the boys."Well, what would you care ?"

Simultaneously Tom and Donnie shouted,"Tit ! ”.

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

Shy again :"I was wondering if I could have 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 genitals and high-fived his buddies, overjoyed.

"Okay,"Cheryl said to everyone,"Let's all go get cook. display starts in just over an hour. And, boy, you probably won't need it but I'd love to ball up you if you'd like, whether you need it or not !"Judging by the wide eyes on all three faces, along with their crotch rubbing, there was clearly no dissent from the lads. Noticing how hard and horny the three male child were, Cheryl added,"Now be measured, boy. Don't accidentally go down on 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 phallus Cheryl was quite certain - although she hadn't told him her design - that her sweetie Alex would find it all pretty arousing and might have sex her senseless once Katie was on the tongue and roasting. wellspring, not"might ”. She would see to that. And also see to having Richard get together them, honouring Katie's request. She and Beth had laid out blankets throughout the yard in full expectation that the party would see a lot of fucking, sucking, diddling and paddling and she had a lot of pent-up hornines to unblock. Public sex, she remindeed herself, had always been a huge favourite of hers, going back to when she was really young. She and Alex.

Back in the Shed only Katie, Beth and Dave remained. Dave laid Katie on her back on the cot and gave her cunt a thorough slobbering eating-out. When she shuddered, he turned and looked at Beth with a grin. Beth smiled back at him and replaced him at Katie's mound. And proceeded to give her daughter yet another staring snatch ravish. When Katie gaspingly came yet again, Beth stood up and said,"Pee time."

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

"au revoir my love."

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

Stepping out the door of the Shack, Katie got her first smell at the homework her folk had made for her. Near the barbecue pit, which already was filled with radiate coals laced with slabs of hickory tree ( Cheryl told her ) was a foresighted table apparatus with the distance of twine lying across it : the trussing table. Lying along its length was the intimate glinting stainless brand expectoration and its piddling anal-balancing brother.

Over a big part of the yard was one of those party sunblind, with hundreds of balloons affixed to the upper parts of it, floating gaily skyward. Under the awning were a number of tabular array and chairwoman set for four but easily adaptable to any arrangement. Potted flowers were arranged around the unanimous social occasion. Katie's front-runner music was being piped in. Along one side was a train of linen-covered tabular array laid out to be for buffet-style dining. following to that, a stock up bar.

The weather had cooperated ; it was a sun-strewn perfectly warm day. Most of the invited invitee had come for the full observance : the spitting, the cooking, the eating. In the minute that it would take Katie to become completely well-done, while they could observe, there was lots of booze, camaraderie and, probably, considerable number of wanton sex ; these events had become such a dandy excuse as all norms tended to be shelved for the duration.

Daddy led his girl over to the trussing table and held her hand as she climbed onto it. For a mo, she sat on the edge, smiling gleaming, her arms waving as if she were on a circus float."Thank you so a good deal everyone ! Enjoy ! Enjoy - me !"

Somewhat ceremoniously Dave reached over with a small pincher and snapped Katie's centre tag off her clit.

To the side were three chairs occupied by the three Starbuck's young son, drawers shed. Cheryl was in battlefront of them on her human knee, shuffling along sucking one, then the other, then the other. Like she was playing a penis marimba or something. Pausing on occasion for a lovely ball-tickle and squeeze. Teasing the hell out of them. Taking a instant to look over the crowd, she was quite indisputable she could identify which single were these kids'parents, judging by their envious smiles.

Dave had the twine in his script and was getting Katie into position, legs up, arms up, tying her down feather, then turning her over onto her backrest. She ended up trussed tightly with her asshole and pussy 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 table. Dave pulled Katie down the table a bit so her cunt was in gist hanging off the end of it."Hi, Tom,"she said.

"Hi,"Tom said as he allowed Cheryl to lead his rooster into Katie's cunt, this way of proceeding having been Katie's postulation ; 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 situation was so sexually charged she she was in half-come mode before they even started.

It didn't take too long for Tom to derive. Katie gasped, the audience clapped and Cheryl gave his dick a piffling lick when he pulled it out of Katie.

And then Darren was there, cunt-side, Cheryl's hand around his dick and sliding it into Katie's slick pussy."Hey, Darren,"Katie moaned,"Have a undecomposed one !"And Darren did, pumping punishing and being rewarded by a shivering cum-gush. Cheryl had to half hold him as he fell back. She gave him a little cock-lick as well. more than applause.

Next was Nathan of course. Katie took just a little of the acccumulating cum in Katie's cunt and smeared it on her anus ; a piffling lubricating substance wouldn't harm. Then she guided Nathan's sweet putz into her sister's welcoming bunghole. When they had both come, Cheryl, slid the cock out. It was all she could do not to put on it, she was so wet and excite, but this was about Katie so she stuck to licking it off and sending Nathan back to his chair. More applause and some cheers from the jr. folks in the crowd, friends, Cheryl assumed, of the boys.



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

"Daddy !"she said."These boys were great, right ? But now, finally : YOU !"

She was too trussed-up to use her paw, but her eyes and voice did the work, as did her pussy as she was able to incite it side to side in invitation."piece of tail ME, daddy !"

Dave slowly, gradually, pushed his putz into her young and used pussy. With all the male child'cum already in there, he slipped in like, well, a greased pig. But her vaginal walls were still youthful and warm and clamped firmly onto his dick as nature intended. Dave hadn't fucked her since the previous good afternoon, leaving the final 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 time so that his final examination ass with her would be a memorable one, even if she would shortly let no computer storage at all.

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

Dave was encouraged and did a few thrusts where he would pull all the way out, then jam it back in, then thrust as hard as he could, seeking her cervix. He found a way to form of literally be intimate his turncock into her, like her cunt was a bolt. This got extra squeals from his daughter.

And Katie not only did"drive it ”, but seemed to get to new meridian. Dave was worried that she might elapse out. And then he couldn't take any more himself and completely unloaded 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 much of a roaring hand clapping as about xx mass can ease up.

Neither Katie nor Dave moved for a few present moment. Beth grabbed a brush and began covering Katie with a barbeque sauce, although not a midst and steamy one. Katie and Dave had agreed on a sauce only for function - to stay fresh her marrow moist during cooking - so this was mostly oil-based with just a little in the way of dough and herbs. This is what they would clobber her with over the roasting time of day. It didn't take long for Beth to cover her hundred-pound body.

When she finished, she looked at her married man. The time was now.

Dave pulled his prick out of his daughter and picked up the spit. He brandished it up in the air vertically. He swore to gathered friends later that he did not intend or project it, but when he held the spit high-pitched, it caught a picky sunbeam and flashed in expression as if in a motion-picture show snap. There was a murmer from the consultation.

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

Dave said to her :"Now just hold really still for a second, sweetie."She stopped moving."That's good. That's good, dear."With the tip resting in her bitch, Dave was capable to skid his hand up to the other end of the tongue and, without warning, jammed the whole rod up into her as hard and fast as he could, as Tim had instructed and as he had practiced. She screamed a wrenching riot as he felt he reached her venter and positioned for her esophagus. One more shove and he was up and through and the spit was protuding out of her oral fissure. Katie's scream turned into an anguished gargle. Dave immediately went to her back talk and put his ear down. He smiled as he was assured she was still able-bodied to breath ; his aim had been excellent.

He quickly went to her ass-end and shoved the little spit up her cum-slippery maw and fastened it to the main bar. She would not skid on the rotisserie.

Despite all the anticipation, Cheryl was shocked. Although perhaps more about how profligate it all happened. And how cleanly at least so far ; Katie had only a trickle of blood running out the face of her oral cavity. She was blinking rapidly. Cheryl went close and looked her Sister in the eye. Then realized that Katie was already writhing, twisting her button on the bit that she could on the rod, which had been redesigned with a carinated section at the twat end, another Tim invention. Cheryl could see that Katie's speedy eye movement was an indication of yet another long orgasm. She smiled at her sister. Katie made a little oink back, ineffective to speak of course. Although Cheryl was convinced her Sister was trying to smile.

Dave had to get going. Katie could ride out alive only so long in this status, even with the help of Survivil, and he'd promised her to do everything he could to make her witness the first distich of serving of her meat going into a mouth.

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

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

Dave turned to his hearing, looking at his watch."Perfect timing. dinner party will be at seven. In the meantime,"he gestured,"there's a bar and bite. And lots of room to get up to whatever cause your fancy ! There's toys at the end of tha bar table."

He approached Katie's promontory ,."All going great, love !"He noticed her still writhing on the spit."Feeling just ?"He knew she couldn't solution but her eyes told him all was well. Presumably the blend of pain and delight was maybe Maker. In fact, he started getting hard again just thinking about it, even so soon after having just been in that bitch.

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 boy in the hearing, decided to detain 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 glad for her. Now,"she said as she cupped his panted crotch,"she had a sort of last wishing for me."

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

"Hi."

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

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

Cheryl led them over to a nearby cover. Alex quickly lost his apparel. They sat down and Katie said to these boys :"Katie wanted us to celebrate. Together. You guys sang-froid ?"

The two boys shared looks that made it clear they were more than cool. Alex took Richard's hard cock in his oral fissure and began working on it, very shortly joined in the project by Cheryl. She noted Richard's tool felt just as lovely as she had expected when seeing it the day before. In short order, all three were sucking, feeling and fucking each early in all combinations and with with heavy glee. Richard expressed happy surprisal as he'd never contempleted sex with a boy before. Alex was a bit of an old handwriting on that figurehead.

They weren't far from the spit. Cheryl looked over at Katie, wondering whether on each gyration she could see what her babe and friends were up to. She hoped so.

And so the good afternoon passed. A lot of masses fucked and/or did whatever itch pleased them. She even saw her mother going at it with a young man she didn't know. And Daddy appeared to be having a prissy slack fuck with Al's married woman who had showed up all naked. She just couldn't believe her Daddy's stamina ! A hebdomad ago she'd had no idea ! I guess this is what they call growing up, she thought.

Lots of wine, lots of flesh. All good. And with the increasingly delicious aroma of beautifully cooking girl kernel wafting on the light zephyr.

After what seemed like not that long, Dave pulled his tool out of a pin-up very vernal girl he'd never met before - a friend of the Starbuck's boys having her first go at a bit of a gang-bang. He liked her ; she was sweet and still a bit innocuous with a very wise pussy. As soon as Dave was out, that cunt got immediately re-occupied by one of the boys, Tom, as the female child gasped.

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

Tim surveyed the now very brown and crisped Katie."She looks expectant, Dave. Perfect."He looked at her face."And still with a petty life in her. Well done ! No more orgasms now though, I'm afraid. Her nerve termination 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.

"Matter of fact we did. Last night for dinner party. perish right field for it and had the puss fish fillet and hip roast."He gave Dave a bemused look."But, to secern the truth, it was a little tough and stringy."They both laughed."Maybe no surprise there."

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

They each donned heavy gloves and took an end of the tongue, lifted it up and took Katie over to the yearn dining table, and set the carcass down on its rear, on a bed of previouslyplaced sugar and berry."You do the honours,"Tim said to Dave.

Dave took a unwavering grip on the spit and slowly slid it out of Katie's body, careful not to damage her slit with the acute point as it exited. He set the spit digression and removed the anal fastening. He picked up a sports stadium and then a serving spoon with a long handle which he used to scoop out out the subject of her cunt, the mixture of cum and roasted body succus. To his delectation there was quite a bit more than he had expected. He repeated the same up her asshole and, again, got more than he had anticipated. He ended up with a ripe bowlful which he poured into a tumid pan. While Tim began his methodical carving of Katie, Dave put the pot on a burner on his barbecue and began adding some herb and spiciness, mixing all the while. He only needed to add a bit of starch to get the right consistency, then set the pot on low to simmer for a few minutes.

Tim had a list of the versatile requested cuts and got busy carving accordingly. At Dave's petition, he'd filleted Katie's cunt first, doing a lovely job, avoiding any hair follicles. He handed the steaming labia to Dave on a photographic plate and Dave ladled some of the bubbling cum gravy over it. He went right away to Katie's typeface. She was so wangle it was hard to differentiate but he believed that her terminal thread of life was still unploughed and that she could see him. He sliced a mouth-sized composition of her cunt, swirled it in the cum godsend, and put it in his sassing, chewing slowly ( God, it was SO trade good ! ) He would never be 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 greasy pelt and he ended up biting off her abject lip. And, well, it was terribly tasty as he chewed and swallowed it.

Tim approached him with a low unit of ammunition nubbin of something between his digit."Her clit,"Tim said,"It always stays voiceless, doesn't break down, so I trimmed it. You can wet-nurse on it like a lozenge whenever you want to recall her and all this. It will lowest for old age and a little appreciation will linger on it for quite a yearn 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 boy, all having retrieved plates and cutter and wine. Dave carried a large platter upon which Tim had arranged the agreed-upon cuts of Katie : the anus for Nathan, one breast with crunchy nipple for the other two boys, inner thighs for both older son and then, to Cheryl : a orotund opus of heart. Dave said to Cheryl as he handed it to her,"Tim says we're lucky. The heart doesn't always Cook at the Saame time as the rest but Katie was so slim down it all worked out."

"And,"Dave said,"The cum bonanza, with,"He looked at the three younger gent,"such fine donation !"They beamed. Dave ladled cum gravy out over top of everyone's cut of meat of Katie.

They were joined by Beth, now naked like all the sleep of them. ( Nathan paid picky attention to her well-trimmed pussy ). She had a plate piled with slices of Katie's upper thigh. She helped herself to the last of the boom, licking the ladle with an mmm ... when she finished.

Cheryl lifted a glassful 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 yard, stuffed, a bit drunk and not a piddling eat. Yes, there had been dancing, and she had tried to honour Katie by fucking everyone in attending, and had been close to succeeding, she thought. Certainly her pussy was intumescent and sore, not to mention her burn asshole and aching jaw. But also certainly : no regrets.

The fire in the pit had died out. Katie's clay had been packaged up and her bones and some vegatables had been put on to simmer in the kitchen for stock. near of the invitee had drifted off and her parents were doing clean-up with the volunteer assistance of the Starbuck's son - although she thought a lot of that had to do with Nathan's not-so-hidden desire to have it off her mother, 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 former."Pretty perfect,"Beth said.

"I can vouch Katie would agree."She smiled a nice smile at her ma."So,"she said,"are you going to do that boy ?"As she said this, Nathan, over by the pit, happened to calculate up, saw them and broad-smiled and waved."He does have a really gracious very young cock. And his balls are so smooth they're a delight to lick. And take in and nurse. You can get both in at the same time. And almost no hair or stubble."

Beth smiled a knowing smile at her remaining daughter."I'm just waiting for them to finish up the cleanup first. Priorities."

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

"Did she tell 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 bridge player reaching down and stroking her bitch.

"wellspring ?"Katie asked with an impatient tone.

"well what ?"

"Your enigma. You can recite me Mommy."

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

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

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

Beth looked deep 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 single. Until today, Katie's Day."

"holy place shit !"

"ternary months. A girl of course."

"Omigod ! That's great, right ?"

"Well, unplanned but I'm still only thirty-six old age old so no big deal."

Cheryl looked at her mother for a couple of minutes, her aspect screwing up a bit."You know, mamma, there's this sort of new thing, right ? With pregnant women ?"Leading up to her sister's roast, Cheryl had done a lot of research on the latest man-eater news and goings on, and of course 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 kind of catching on and the Board has just made it legal. They're calling it female parent and nestling Reunion - not after the old song but because of an old food dish that inspired that song : chicken and corn egg-drop soup. crybaby and egg together, right ? Mama and child."

Beth nodded."They say it's best done at eight months when the baby is near-term, fattened up enough. There are technique where you can get roasted together. I read an clause where it said a slice of mommy and a cut of baby on the Saame 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.

"wellspring, I have a few calendar month to reckon whatever and so I just want to keep it all to myself for now. Katie was enthusiastic."

Cheryl was a bit dumb. Her mother today was an uttermost Book of Revelation. It was going to take her some time to get her head around this.

Dave came over to them, popping Katie's clit into his back talk and slowly sucking."How's things ?"

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

Daddy and Cheryl looked at each former and smiled. What day all around ! wonder what tomorrow will bring ?

TO BE CONTINUED ?