THE POWER AND THE GLORY

Cheryl remembered all about her sister Katie's roasting, partly because she was there at the beginning and through the run-up and partly because, being nigh babe, Katie had told her all the inside information involved in her tenderizing cognitive operation.

When Katie was xiii years old, and Cheryl XIV, the family attended together the spit-roasting of the daughter of family Quaker, a seventeen year old named Allanah, whom Katie and Cheryl knew but only slightly. There had been much discussion about whether Katie should witness a roasting yet, whether she was old enough and given all the sex that got involved, but she managed to coax contingent out of Cheryl which gave her enough ammo to convince their parents to take her along. It was, after all, going to be a big party, a big celebration and why should shy little Katie be denied some inevitable temporal picture ? Even from when she was small, Katie was strong-minded and very lustrous. Manipulative, even.

But, as Cheryl knew, that was the hidden office of her sister. The extraneous aspect was more hard. beginning of all, Katie wasn't ugly or anything, but she was, well, knit stitch, physically and otherwise. Nothing about her stood out ( unlike her sister who was always swarmed by the boy, if pointlessly given her whole undying thing with Alex ). She struggled - not always successfully - for C's in school. In required athletics classes she was always lowest to be picked to be on teams. She had a span of vague friends but that was it. Her favored activity was being alone in her room reading books, the deed of conveyance and subjects of which she managed to go along secret even from her sister. Her online exploration were all password-locked.

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

Their mother, Beth, turned to her."Yes, that's rightfulness, dear. If thing are done correctly that's part of the reward."

"What's the other part ?"

"fountainhead, it's knowing you have completely submitted to everyone for their pleasance. And that your friends and family are going to just love eating you. And will remember you forever."

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

Her mom gave her a picayune smile."Quite a lot, dear. Although technology has advanced a fair bit since cannibalism became legalized and regulated. a lot better and more useful spits. And the discovery of a pain-reduction drug which, properly prescribed, doesn't taint the heart, doesn't take all the pain away - because that's role of the experience - but reduces it enough so that the missy - the nub - doesn't misplace consciousness too soon. The estimation is for her to be mindful right through to, hopefully, when people start slicing off pieces of her."

Beth Also explained the chemical substance improvement made. In the too soon cannibalism mean solar day, they would gut the girl, as with any animal, in order to preclude any bacterial infections from cross-contaminating. But people wanted to witness the girls experiencing the whole roasting process. So what was now referred to as a"conditioner ”, an internally ingested chemical compound, was invented and developed. This, in essence"cleaned out"the guts for long enough for the roasting process. Meaning that the lady friend could be roasted alive wthout any issues.

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

"Was it good ?"

"Yeah, she was really delicious."

Katie went quiet for a while, clearly considering many things in her own mind. Her dad, behind the wheel of the Mercedes, carried on driving after exchanging a grinning with his married woman. As they were pulling up to their suburban home, Katie asked,"How did Allanah get picked to be roasted ?"

Their father, Dave, a lawyer, replied,"Well that was her father's conclusion. As I'm sure as shooting you know, under the cannabalism laws girls are owned by their fathers or husbands and so if the possessor wants to rib a miss he just does it."

Katie said,"Did Allanah bear any say ?"

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

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

Cheryl thought she saw Katie about to ask another question and then decide not to. That was Katie's way, she knew : when something intrigued her she needed to call back things through in her own brain before expressing herself out loud.

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

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

"Would you ? Have a choice ?"

"Who knows ? Right now it's up to dad and he just doesn't seem the type for that. We don't even buy young lady meat at the store and eat it at home, right ? Or in restaurants. Only at thing like tonight, to be polite. And then of course of action, when we're 18 - and that's side by side year for me - there's the lotteries and schooltime committments and all that."

"Yeah."Katie was sort of aware of the electric potential of eventually being eaten not out of choice but until tonight she hadn't given it much thought. She was only thirteen, if a rather ripen translation.

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

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

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

"I've thought it through, guys,"Katie said."I figure with how the system works the odds of me getting picked to be cooked when I'm eighteen are pretty 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 cool. And watching her on the expectoration and whenever I think about it now my ... my puss gets all wet."She gave a petty shiver."And I'd rather be properly cooked at home plate and eaten by friends and house now than find myself sr. and sold commercially and be cut up for supermarkets."

Their parents threw each other stern looks. Dave, her Fatherhood, never a very strict or autocratic dad, took on an locution the lady friend had never quite seen before.

"No !"he said, quite loudly."You are simply too Danton True Young, Katie. Too young to be making such determination. Jesus, you haven't even developed tit yet ! And your c -"And then, even more firmly to distract perhaps an inappropriate commentary :"We will not talk about this again !"

And they didn't. well, not exactly. Because Katie, at every opportunity, would rag and hint about the study, every metre receiving a very sturdy look of sacking from her father and pretty much the same from her female parent. When Cheryl tried to talk to Katie about it, Katie just told her that her thinker was made up. Although one time she had a couple of questions.

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

Cheryl said,"I'm not surely I know all of it, but from what I hear it goes like this : two or three 24-hour interval before she gets roasted, the girl is taken by whomever has offered her - Daddy in this case."Cheryl faltered a bit at having personalized what she was about to describe."Dad or whoever strips you naked forever and then basically fucks the hell on earth out of you as much as he can before the roasting. It's believed this tenderizes your body, especially your cunt. And so many invariable sexual climax helps to get you into a pure state of nous. From the fourth dimension it starts until you're on the spit you're basically being fucked all the time, in one maw or the former. Usually the innkeeper, like Daddy just as an instance, will have a match of friends help him out so that the shag 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 trench. Her sass was half open in a big smiling."And you get to suckle their cocks, right ?"

"I think so."

Katie kept up her little prickteaser and taunts over the followng couplet of years, but to no help. And then it was her sixteenth part natal day. That Billy Sunday morning Cheryl and her parents were seated at the breakfast tabular array when Katie came down and into the kitchen - stark naked. This was not completely unusual in this kinfolk, but this sentence Katie was really strutting her stuff. She had developed quite quickly over the past couple of years. She was still a bit of a midget girl, but her firm and perked-up tits were just a short enceinte than one might give birth expected, topped with everlasting pink nipples which were now jutting forward, hard as could be. She hadn't been shaving her cunt because there was very minuscule of her silky pubic haircloth there ; she still looked a bit like a little girlfriend, but not completely. And the boilersuit adorable prettiness that she had begun the exhibit had really come to the bow : she was now gorgeous. Not at all any prospicient"knit ”.

"Look what I have to offer now !"she said to her fellowship, twisting and writhing her consistency, a bit giggly and definitely excited."Plus I've been bleeding for two years now so I am a woman ! I've got mature core on me. And legally in this country, I'm sixteen so anybody can lie with me."She levelled her eye at her father.

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

Everyone was quiet for a moment, with the lady friend'parents giving each other long looks.

Dave regarded his daughter and for the first 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 prospicient clock time. As his gaze lingered on her cover girl mamilla, her honeyed mouth, her shaped pegleg and her downy cunt, he felt his cock rising quickly. One Thomas More eye-sweep over Katie's teasing offering and he was granite knockout.

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

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

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

Katie said :"I'm really certainly I'll be delicious, Daddy ! And what I want Thomas More than anything in my whole lifetime is for you to cook me and eat me ! And,"she added,"tenderize me."

Dave found himself clearing his pharynx, but ineffective to take on his eyes off Katie. Because the truth was that he'd been kidding himself. He had been watching his little little girl flower over the past many months. Watching closely. And because of her ribbing and taunting about spit-roasting, he had been doing some research, both online and in subtle conversation with the guy cable at work, one of whom had actually gone through the process of cooking his own nestling. Allanah's father, culprit of Allanah's spit-roast, had also conveyed some detail of his own experience. All of which to say that Dave had been giving the notion of roasting Katie a whole lot to a greater extent thought than he let on, despite his initial and genuine refusal to her.

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

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

Dave managed to pull his stare away from his girl's amazing physical structure and look at Beth, his wife, his optic an obvious mix of confusion and permission-seeking. Beth looked down before speaking, down at Dave's now-open-fronted bathrobe where his big turncock stood majestic and gaudy, 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 experience cooked up her, Beth, years ago but didn't because she just really didn't want to go that route. Let me bear you a couple of girl instead she had told him. daughter always being a belike outcome of tike Creation given whatever it was that happened to the gene pool respective age back. Indeed that's how cannibalism got its firm postponement : way too many births turned out miss and so slaughtering them helped pluck the herd, helped toward some of the old gender remainder. Male-dominated Balance, as it should be. Or so was the common - and legislative - view.

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

Katie's face did this fiddling 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 lip, turned on a spit awake over searing flaming. Hoping she might still be conscious when her Daddy filleted her odorous cunt, bit into it and chewed.

"No negotiation, Daddy. All or naught. And it better be all !"She stroked her pussy some more and everyone, especially Dave, could see that it had now become slippery, wet and slickness."And don't forget : there's this, too !"She turned around, bent in one-half and reached behind and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing her cute little pink asshole, all nice and clean-living. She was able to give it a footling in-out pucker movement.

Beth knew Dave well enough to have it off when his brain seized and began its inevitable down journey into his lovely cock. The prick that Katie was now staring at and licking her lips about. Katie imagined she had seen it before, passingly, over the age, but never in the severe body politic. And it was beautiful, not that Katie, unlike her sister, had a lot of points of comparison. Like all men in this neck of the woods Dave was circumsized. His prick wasn't huge in length - although certainly not short - but a real feature film was the knob on the end that was especially bulbouse, the glans all shiny and stretched tight - with its current precum layer making it seem to radiate. Katie found herself licking her lips again.

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

Dave said :"Katie, sweetheart, you're very persistent. And I've always known you to be a girlfriend with her own mind and convictions, even when you were picayune. And so, well -"he glanced at both Beth and Cheryl -"You've got a deal."Despite the home history on this issue, anyone would see that Dave was positively beaming."Now, I'm new at this, never roasted a young woman before, so I'm going to take some time to do some severe and elaborate enquiry so that it all works out for you. All of which is to say I'll be a bit tied up the next couple of solar day, so the roast will have to be six days from now, future Sat. There'll be lots of organizing and details and things for me to explain to you. I want this to be your sodding day.

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

"well, yes,"Dave said, a huge smile on his font."That will be officially Th and Friday. But we can certainly get a head head start right 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 helping hand and then her mouth embraced his lightbulb and barb. She squeezed his glorious big balls.

Dave said to Beth and Cheryl :"You guys stay, okay ? I want you to see this."Beth and Cheryl exchanged grin, happy to be the hearing, both of them starting to wet-up, each for her own reasons. Dave picked up Katie and laid her on her back on the kitchen mesa.

Cheryl was tickled and a bit surprised to see this lecherous and extremely horny side of meat of her father. She would accept to fuck him one day, whatever the circumstances. She could almost palpate it herself as Dave rammed that pecker into his new daughter, the girl nearly losing her breathing space. He broke her hymen in one go with only a small close shave from Katie. And then just pounded the tinker's damn out of her. Her sexual climax ( s ) came in complete sync to his as he dumped More cum than he believed he ever had before.

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

The observe sidereal day seemed to fly by. Dave had designated Thursday and Friday as official tenderizing days with the four years between then and now considered to be a kind of run-up period as Dave got deep into his enquiry on spit-roasting.

He would fuck Katie as often as possible during this time so that from Thursday on he would be free to maintain it invariable ( with some supporter he was beginning to plan ). During this full point Katie would remain nude and leave office schooltime. If she wanted to go out, say, with Cheryl, it would be discharge to all that she was now a naked marrow daughter. On Monday Beth would hire her to the control board to get her certified as she'd never had crusade to be before ( she came out degree A, destined for spit roasting or baking ) and the official metal tag saying so was pierced into her clit. Katie just loved to flash its shiny metal.

In the beginning days of official cannibalism, once a girl was planned for food, she became, and was called,"meat ”, as she was no longer seen as homo. But Dave was of a progressive creative thinker and took the increasingly pop purview that this was unncessarily demeaning to the girls who, at to the lowest degree in family eccentric, they loved dearly despite what they were doing to them. It ended up being more arousing and twisted to all concerned to keep up the quondam kinship right field to the end. So Katie would not be just"substance"to her dad, she would remain his airless daughter that he was fucking and was going to kill. They would keep on to call each other"Daddy"and"Katie ”. And in Dave's mind this seemed to up the rectify grade of darkness and degeneracy in an arousing way. Katie just loved it that she was not being done as just a slice of heart - even if in fact she was one - but as herself, a willing and shudder girl of her happy and horny daddy.

Similarly, if she met people on the street that she knew, she would be more 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 observe, but this new feeler spiced things up a bit more, made it creepy-crawly which is a randy thing. Of grade, if she was out and about over the next twain of sidereal day and got spotted by men or twelve-year-old ( or whatever ) boys, they were, as usual, free to defraud her cunt and arsehole and play with her gorgeous nipple for a bit. Boys will be horny boys and this always seemed fair. Letting them fuck her was frowned upon, though, as she was still property.

On Monday when Katie and Cheryl went shopping for a fiddling revealing sundress Cheryl wanted for the roasting company, Katie almost went a petty too far with the centre girl rules. It was late afternoon and Katie hadn't been fucked since just after breakfast as her papa was at Tim's doing his training. So, to be evenhandedly, she was horny ; her just-past-virginity physical structure - and mind - had now quickly developed a great and constant sexual motive.

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

"Hey guys,"he said, signalling his buddies."Over here."He pointed toward Katie and Cheryl and approached their mesa, his pals in tow. He stood in front of the missy for a irregular until they acknowledged the boys'presence.

"Hi,"Katie said.

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

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

"Just great."He turned to his friends."Yo, guys. A existent core miss. It's okay if we want to sleep together around with her."He looked into Katie's brass."right wing ?"

Katie said :"Well, no actual piece of tail but, sure, yeah, experience innocent to touch."She stood up to establish them estimable memory access.

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

"Thanks,"Katie said,"Not too intemperate !"as Nathan took a goodness hold of her other knocker, and began rubbing its nipple with his fingerbreadth, giving Katie a little earth tremor.

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

"Thanks a lot."She widened her position and spread her pegleg, looking down at her starting–to-get-wet cunt. She smiled at Tom. He was pretty cute, dark-haired, thin and with a kind face. He was shirtless given the very warm day, his trunk hairless and lean with a clue of muscularity to follow. Quite lovely."Feel free,"she said, indicating her pussy. Katie was finding that being a meat fille was incredibly liberating. And hot.

Tom reached out and touched Katie's puss, running his digit through the soft tussock of hairsbreadth, then sliding them into her slit."Mmmm, nice,"Katie said quietly. Darren had now begun to sop up her left tit, perhaps surprisingly in a very sensitive way. It felt heavy and Katie could sense her pussy getting bedwetter. Nathan had both his custody on her early tit and he, too had a mammilla in his mouth, sucking hard as if trying to suck up out milk. Tom finally pushed a finger all the way into her cunt and quickly found her clit. Katie shivered.

"You're near 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 genitals."Getting a little crowded in there ?"

"Mmmff,"was all Tom got out.

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

Tom gave her a dopey smile when Katie, as she pulled down his knickers, 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 balls. She noticed he had only a few little wisps of fuzz just above where his dick met his apartment corporation. Katie took appreciation of the cock and Tom audibly exhaled.

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

"So you can come ?"

"Uh, huh."

"well great. Just hold doing what you're doing to my cunt."By this clip Tom had nearly his whole lowly hand inside her pussy, managing to locomote things around without losing contact lens with her clit. She had no melodic theme how a boy so young and inexperienced 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 tits from the other two son and dropped to her knees and pulled Tom's whole cock into her back talk 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 adult female, looked over from across the room with a big grin. She'd seen this sort of thing before and not for the first time felt some invidia towards nub girls.

Unsurprisingly, it didn't take prospicient before Tom exploded in her oral fissure. He didn't shoot anywhere near as practically as dada, naturally, but it was still an telling consignment given he was still just twelve days old. She swallowed every driblet, licked his dick totally clean, stood up and gave the stunned-looking Tom a short candy kiss on the brim. She turned to the other two hombre who had been watching, enthralled."So, boy,"she said, her optic and lips wide. They were already fumbling to unwrap their belts.

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

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

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

Cheryl looked at the two boys, acknowledging that they, like Tom, were pretty cunning."guy ”, she said as they finished pulling their drawers down - no underwear on them either - their faces a mix of grinning and wonder ; spill about a favourable day ! Cheryl, after all, was at to the lowest degree as hot as Katie, maybe more so. Both boy were as hard as they could get. Both dripping with pre-cum and their hammer standing up almost vertically, straining like it nearly hurt. But, well, if it did, it wouldn't be for long.

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

Nathan mumbled"Thirteen"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 nice cock, 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 crotch. Quite dissimilar from Alex's package but vive la dispute ! as her French teacher might say. She stood up and motioned to Nathan."Over here ! epithet ?"

"Nathan. And I can cum, too."

"Great,"Cheryl said."I'm hungry. Just lie down here."She had led him over to the foresightful bottom of a banquette and had him lie on his backrest, playing with his cock and balls in the physical process."I'm Cheryl and you're gon na have intercourse this."

She lifted her short cotton skirt, 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 handwriting to her pussy.

Meanwhile Katie had taken Darren by his arduous rooster and led him over to a similar banquette. She sat on the border of it with Darren in front of her. His cock felt very fresh. It was pretty small, clearly with spate of growing to do, but very, very hard. When she first took grasp of it she thought he might pass out - she could feel his whole eubstance start up to sway.

"first metre ?"Katie asked the boy.

"Uh huh."

"How old are you really ?"

He paused, had a thought, then said :"eleven. shoemaker's last month ”.

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

"wellspring, um ... um ..."

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

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

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

Katie made that putz her own. She used her tongue to climb the short shaft of light, to puzzle out the slick glans, to drive it into Darren's pee-hole as much as she could. He had a surprising amount of precum ( and very tasty, too ) and she ate that up. She bobbed her capitulum, jacking him with her lips. From the moan she was hearing she gathered she was having overconfident outcome.

While she was giving this lad his inaugural ever blowjob, she licked a finger's breadth and reached one hand around him and parted his ass cheeks. She rubbed his shit, pressing and sliding, slipping and gliding. When she felt she was getting unspoken sign from the boy, she wheedled a digit right into the fix, deep. There was no resistence. She explored and groped until she found his prostate gland and pressed and rubbed.

And then in her back talk she felt something familiar that she had only recently come to know : Darren's picayune rooster grew just a bit bigger, and even, if that was potential, heavy, especially his node. There were some kind of little cramp starting. Excited at what she might be accomplishing, Katie got her glossa working especially hard and pumped away with her lips wrapped around the radix of the cock. She pressed and rubbed even more with her finger on his prostate gland. And then it happened : Darren's stopcock fully spasmed - so violently she had worry even keeping it in her mouth. Instantly, she quickly yanked her finger out of his asshole. ( How had she learned all this ? ) And so, like a big surprise, Darren shot a warhead of cum. And not a bad amount for his age and first time either, Katie thought as she succeeded in swallowing every little bit of it. It tasted quite pleasantly musky and had that lovely viscous texture she had only recently felt and come to get it on from Daddy.

She let Darren's little putz slip out of her backtalk and realized that her hands, wrapped around Darren's upper pegleg, had become critical to keeping the boy from falling down. He had half passed-out. For very.

At the Lapplander time, Cheryl had done a sober number on Nathan. She sucked and sucked his cock, twirled her tongue on it, pumped him with her know script. She would take both of his chunk into her mouthpiece at once and clamp down just hard enough to where pain and pleasure danced together. Testicular painfulness, she knew from Alex's breeding, is deep and a bit terrorization, felt over a guy's unscathed body, right at the edge of sickness and too much. But applied just right it could almost make a guy cum.

Nathan, horny boy that he was, nearly came a few times, had more than once started spasming, going to the edge but not quite over. Because Cheryl was an expert with a groovy near-psychic natural endowment to lie with precisely where a guy's boundary was and when and how to dangle him just over it. She and Alex had spent many terrific minute perfecting such techniques. In their earlier Day when they were so immature, Alex would complain that Cheryl's orgasms went on so often foresighted than his manful one could and she could get back into it all so a good deal faster due to his having to wait through the refractory periods. ( Although, to be just, in their former days when they were so, so young, those weren't really all that long ).

When Nathan wasn't dodging his eruptive bullet, his grimace was planted completely in Cheryl's beautiful cunt. Her labia were so soft and warm and slippery his spit and lips just couldn't hold back mating with them. Bliss. Cheryl's button was also a pleasure to Nathan. Not that he had anything to liken it to, but it was handsome and more extended than most, making it not only promiscuous to detect but also with a bombastic surface country than usual which really kept Cheryl going. During their encounter, for some reasonableness Nathan started counting Cheryl's climax, but after a while simply lost that counting.

But Cheryl hadn't ; she wanted to take in point for Alex when she told him about this surprisal Starbuck's romp. However after nine sexual climax she decided she would round things off at ten. She took Nathan's sweat-soaked face, practically ramming his natural language onto her clit. And Nathan instinctively bit down on it just right and began to once again suck on it like it was a modest cock. Cheryl let herself fall into it and, as ramped up as she was from all the previous activity, let herself dive into a multi-jerk and just magnificent orgasm.

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

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

The two of them took act stroking Nathan's ready-to-burst cock. This time Cheryl didn't use any of her delaying techniques and Nathan, already ridiculously keyed up, exploded, spraying big ball of cum all over Cheryl's face which she proceeded to scrape up and both eat and spread around like a face cream. Her last easy lay she held up to Nathan.

"Taste ?"she said.

Nathan smiled and opened wide and dreamy, licking his lips as he swallowed his own tasty cum.

Nathan stood up shakily and turned to appear for some urine. And nearly bumped into his young crony Darren. They just smiled loopily at each former. Darren looked down at Cheryl, lying on her spine with her branch spread, 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 fourth dimension with Katie. She smiled at the eleven-year-old and said :"Would you like to fuck me ?"

The boy didn't say a word, just stepped forward and slew his wet laborious stopcock into Cheryl's still-pulsing cunt. Cheryl decided she could handle one more orgasm, so she pulled Darren in crocked and they had a very courteous fuck together. Both coming hard, like rolling waves.



When Cheryl and Katie extricated themselves from the son they were wrapped up with and went to recover their iced caffe latte, there was a sudden eructation of applause in the cafe. The girls could see that it was being led by the older wide-smiling barista and was composed of about a dozen or so client who must consume gathered when the daughter were"otherwise engaged ”. They took a theatrical bow to the smiling audience, a mix of sometime men and women, all grinning and chuckling.

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

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

The son mumbled a general rumble of true gratitude.

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

The male child were, in their post-sexual torpidity, in make out agreement, and muttered so in unison. Nathan's cock had gone completely firmly again and he was struggling to get his pants on. The others were guffawing in amusement.

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

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

"You'll have to get your parents license of course, but they're welcome to come, too. It's not going to be a Brobdingnagian barbeque, so I think,"she spread her hands and weaponry in a displaying-herself gesture, then brought one hand down to cup her puss,"there will be enough meat to go around !"

The girls and their mom were sitting around the dining room board that evening, waiting for Dave to get home, late, as he had predicted. Beth had made a meat and vegetable casserole, family-dubbed the Sun Casserole - that could be kept tender for quite a while, a stratagem she often successfully used given Dave's unpredictable workplace schedule. But unbeknown to her home, she had used another tactic to please them at dinner : most of the meat in the casserole was girl marrow, in this instance a footing blend of thigh and breast along with - the bungler at the supermarket promised - about ten percent puss, specifically labia filet also earth. Beth had been doing this for some time as she found her house was always asking for this particular casserole. The cunt wasn't always available and while she couldn't be certain she believed there was always something missing when it wasn't included. Beth's class had no idea that she had been into lady friend meat for ages but she preferred, at the bit, to keep that to herself. SAs with former things, she had her understanding.

Beth and the girls babbled on about this and that for a patch but she could differentiate the girl were holding back, that they had some particular narrative to severalize. Eventually they admitted that was the eccentric but they wanted to wait for pappa to be there.

The Daddy who had been quite the busy beaver. Dave was a corporate lawyer and steeped in scrupulousness and detail ; it was in his bones to find out everything about anything he was about to get involved with. There was scads of information on-line of class, but after studying all that, he also set up a sort of practicum with one of his customer, Tim Webber, who ran a consulting job on cannibalism and all its intricacies. Many founding father wanted to cook their own girl, but lacked any experience, so Tim was there, for a fee, to spend a penny sure they did everything right, especially the tricky insertion of the spitting which required preparation for accuracy and the just result, decisive to an particular young lady barbeque. Tim had previously worked as a bumbler and then event provider for one of the leading girl-meat companies in townsfolk and so he had the ground needed to branch out on his own.

Tim had a lifesize, life-like female person blank, anatomically objurgate inside and out, for precision training. And for significant extra cost he would also procure a survive girl to spit as a kind of final examination exam. Dave, wanting the very best for his sweet Katie, opted for this latter. And, as it happened, for a bit to a greater extent money Tim had a encourage fling : mentation ahead, he and his wife had been raising 6 youngster, 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 exam because, first of all, she had become a bit of a handful on the behavioural front, and, as well, he had developed a slightly modified verson of the classical tongue and was tidal bore to try out it out. Dave would begin practical program line on Tues 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 kickoff spit.

Dave finally arrived abode for dinner. He walked in, gave his family his big patented smile. Katie looked at the handsome and still very crop 38 year old man with undying beloved. Cheryl, too. He was someone they could always believe and so they never withheld from him. Not to mention that they were both simply dying to tell their story.

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

"Well,"Dave said,"I can't time lag to find out it, but initiatory things first."

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

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

"Why not ?"her pa said as he pulled his bloomers and underwear down, releasing his very hard big-headed turncock."Lie down !"

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

"We'll just have a quick one before dinner. We'll have more later. And make certainly to leave all my cum in your cunt during dinner. 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 new girl and proceeded to practise his cock into her, no foreplay this clip. He'd clearly been thinking about this all day, Beth cerebration. Could hardly look. Both Katie and Dave put on a good if abbreviated show, but one with with child timing : they both came at the Lapp time. Dave shouted a big loud"Fuck ! ! ”, his expression 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 Daddy's cock clean and jerk as a whistling and with a special fiddling suck on the hole at the end, and holding her bridge player to her puss as she got down from the tabular array, so as not to pour forth any cum, Beth went to the kitchen and fetched the casserole from the oven while the girls went to the sideboard and retrieved denture and utensils, along with a feeding bottle of red wine. ( Beth preferred white wine with girlfriend meat but she said aught ). Katie took the cork from the wine bottle and stuck it in her cunt to hopefully bar any undesired cum out-flow. And it felt good, too !

In abruptly 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 papa's still half-hard and shiny cock. And his achingly attractive low-hanging chunk ; they dangled when he spoke excitedly about anything. It made her think of church campana. She was increasingly having trouble ignoring her seething desire to have a go at it her Daddy, especially having watched him in action mechanism so much of of late. But this was Katie's hebdomad and she would never do anything to spoil that.

"So what's the big narration ?"Dave asked the girls as he swallowed a taste of casserole, throwing a practise jiffy of admiration and an"Mm, hmm !"to Beth.

"Well,"Katie began, all excited."It's about sex and me and Cheryl, but you must know that I, Katie, did not fuck anybody."She looked at her Daddy."I know the dominion : I am only yours now. Forever. Your sum. But I did push the envelop a bit."She paused with a grinning."Personally I don't think cock-sucking is at all the Saame as ass. One of the past presidents 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 story, Katie ?"her dad asked again.

Katie looked at Cheryl. They both stifled titters, then gave up and laughed out loud."We had SUCH a day !"Cheryl blurted. And the two girls, Katie and Cheryl, proceeded to tell their parents the story of their Starbuck's good afternoon, from each of their perspective, in all the detail they could recall, which was near 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 story. They laughed in the right position and appeared to get aroused in others. They even applauded when the little girl said"The End ”.

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

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

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

"Right now. Come here."

Katie got up and adjusted the Cork in her pussy to bring in sure it was still well-planted and her pussy wasn't leaking any of the cum. She went to her papa and simply laid over his lap, but ensuring she had a handwriting wrapped around his cock under her. Her cute little ass stuck up decent and high, in perfect emplacement for what was to fare. And what was to occur, came right away. WHACK ! Dave's capable script came down on her bum with full force play. It really hurt. Katie shouted but loved it. Another grueling whack.

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

Two Sir Thomas More severely whang in quick succession. Her impertinence were reddening up. Two more than more whack, even harder. Katie started to wail, although never letting go of the stopcock in her hand, a rooster that was getting harder with each slap.

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

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

Cheryl watched all this in terminated enviousness. Which shocked and confused her as she hadn't thought this about herself before, and their Daddy had never before spanked either of his daughters. She was normally terribly averse to anything abominable. Now she thought - knew - she wanted Daddy to spank her like that just as much as she wanted him to fuck 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 font. She understood.

Finally Dave stopped the beating, although Katie still wailed. He gently carressed Katie's line of descent red buttock with his own now-very-pink hand. It would be a while before she would want to sit down. Dave parted those crimson cheeks and probed a digit down between them. He found her trivial arse and began rubbing it gently, then more firmly. Gradually, taking his sentence, he got a finger into the entry. Katie's screaming had stopped and reduced to intermittent whimperings. The more he got his digit in that golf hole, and then a arcsecond one, the more Katie's interference changed in tone : less a whine now and more like an elongated suspiration. By now Dave had a tierce digit inside his daughter and there was no resistence. Her asshole had completely opened up and was welcoming. Katie started to pant.

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

"Yes sweetheart ?"

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

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

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

Cheryl thought she might feature to leave the room. Her pussy had become so soak it probably needed a towelling down. And her hand, too, as she had slipped it under her dame and plowed it into her cunt, squeezing her big clit, back when Daddy started the lacing. It was all she could do to halt herself from getting up, lifting her skirt and throwing herself on Daddy's lap. Her so very loving, kind, sugariness and roughshod Daddy. Katie was standing so that her glowing bum was directly in Cheryl's line of ken. She could see as well Katie's hand gripping Daddy's rigid pecker.

But Cheryl wasn't going anywhere. She was too transport, too grip, too fucking horny to leave out what she was sure was coming next.

Her Daddy - and her sister - did not disappoint her.

"Do it, Daddy,"Katie said into her Fatherhood's eyes. She turned and somehow without dropping Daddy's hammer, positioned herself over the edge of the dining elbow room tabular array with her ass up and sticking gamey in the air. She handed Daddy's cock to him, saying,"Do it, dada. Do it as hard as you can. attain it like a preview of the steel spit only in the ass. Ram, me dad. Now ! !"

daddy obeyed her. He pulled his digit out off her rectum and moved his pecker into place. He took a moment to gently fondle her so-red cheeks again, then separated them, took aim with his cock and fucking plowed his little girlfriend. They both screamed, if for unlike ground. Once he was in, he stopped for a irregular and Katie yelled,"No ! Don't occlusive ! Fucking ram me ! construct me wow, realise me cry again but don't stop. And don't come until I tell --"

Her word got lost in her lamentation as her Daddy did as he was told and pummelled Katie like a Piston on focal ratio, all the patch holding on to her tits as if they were indestructable handles. It was a admiration to behold, Cheryl thought, watching and wishing and dreaming while a realization of that pipe dream was right on in social movement of her, right here at the kinsfolk dining room table.

more than once Daddy said he was going to take in to descend, but Katie would have none of it and shrieked for him to hold open going. But, eventually, neither of them could lastly any more and brute noises Cheryl was convinced could be heard across town blared as her Father-God and her babe orgasmed and the ass-fucking stopped. When pop pulled out of Katie's bum, his cock was covered in blood.

Katie turned her head to look back at him through her tear-stained face and said, very softly,"Thanks, pa. I won't do anything incorrectly again. But you might experience to remind me so I don't forget."Daddy gave a big broad smile to his fiddling cutey-pie and hugged and kissed her gently on her parted lips, their tongues instantly entwined and exploring, daddy's bridge player still kneading her lovely tits.

Beth had gone to the kitchen and returned with one of her dessert strong point : a chocolate sauce patty. She scooped out a goodly portion on each of three plate and set them before Dave, Cheryl and herself. She handed a spoonful to Katie, who immediately reached down to her endure slit and pulled out the wine-coloured cork she had jammed in there before. It turned out to have been a successful motion. Right away she could finger Daddy's before-dinner cum start to flow out of her. She got the spoon in there immediately and scooped the cum and carried on to enjoy her own especial dessert. Mmmm ....

On Tuesday, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this fourth dimension for intellectual nourishment for the barbecue dinner party. Roast Katie was to be accompanied by braised brussel's sprouts, almandine green attic ( to be prepared by Katie as it was her kitchen specialisation ), pan-fried white potato and sweet potato medley, with a yogurt and scallion sauce, all sided by an endive, Citrus paradisi and pecan salad - and, of course, various cuts of Katie.

On this shopping junket they did not encounter any horny youthful son ( later admitting they were sort of discomfited ) although there were, in the track of the afternoon's market place food-fondling, three dissimilar much older men lament on cuddling of a different sort. Each in their own way got skilful flavour of meat-Katie's pussy and pap, one of them, perhaps lxx year old, even giving her a placate candy kiss on the lips as he wished her well for her"big day ”, while sticking in and pulling out and licking a wet finger's breadth from her cunt. The former two hombre, perhaps in their latterly forties, were especially nipple-focussed and certainly got those teat aroused. Although, not surprisingly, they also took a couple of nice swipes at her cunt, both giving a power play to her button, well-advertised as it was by her gleaming-in-the-sun cunt tag. Being of older coevals, they only referred to her as"heart"- as in,"So, have a great day, essence !"But, to Katie, they seemed fresh and kind about it, so she thought it amusingly cool.

Cheryl said as they drove home :"It must be amazing to jazz - to just know - anybody can screw 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 hornlike you wouldn't believe it ! I almost wish I could live longer so there could be more of it. It's like I suddenly have a power !"

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

"Totally right hand. That's what's so neat. You're like an useable goddess or something, like almost cypher else in that moment. All previous limitations just gone. You have no idea how special it makes you finger !"

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

"Exciting. No more than worries, no Sir Thomas More programme to rub about. No more disappointments. No more perspicacity. No more confusions. Just one week of ne plus ultra !"

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

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

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

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

"Oh, sorry,"Cheryl said.

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

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

"Oh, yeah."

Cheryl felt all mixed up."O.K., but Daddy ? You know, like, it's a bit punishing for me, right ? To watch."

Dave looked at her. He scanned her very beautiful - perfect - naked body."shuffling 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 elaborated fussing with Katie."I don't mean value to ignore you, sweetie, but Katie ..."

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

"After the barbecue,"pa said,"I'll stimulate it up to you. Promise."

Katie giggled, grabbed her dad's cock and said with a chuckle,"And you meliorate, papa. My Sister is a really with child piece of ass."She shoved his putz into her cunt and they went at it.

Cheryl sat on a diffused chair and began rubbing her slit, matching the rhythm method of her dad and sister and managing to come pretty much at the Lapp time as they did, her physical structure vibrating all over, inside and out.

During the day on Tuesday, Dave, always a perfectly researched student, had gone through the paces with Tim. The big trick, as Dave already knew from his enquiry and general talk, was to poke the steel spit up through the pussy, punch through the cervix, puncture the uterus and playground slide into the venter. suspension for a present moment to settle things, then align the rod to go up her esophagus, through her throat and into and out of her mouth. Being for sure to not hit heart or lungs. Obviously this shoemaker's last task was not only the most vital but also the most difficult. A incorrect move and the girl would be killed too early. The joint and dinner party would still be fine but the dulcet and torturous journey for the daughter - and the invitee - would be lost.

Under Tim's supervision, Dave practiced on the pinhead with dandy attention and vigilence.

"You've really got a hang there, Dave !"Tim exclaimed after only Dave's first-class honours degree try, getting it completely right hand."But pass water sure to allow for just a little slack around the cunt so she can writhe a bit, and ideally cum a few times before things get too hot. And here ..."He showed Dave how to attach the belittled saliva that would keep her from spinning while rotating in roasting - a needlelike rod into her anus and secured with a screw-clamp to the briny rod.

Dave went through the example three more multiplication on the dummy, getting it perfective each prison term, the boob's mouth pried assailable with the saliva rod sticking out two base each time.

"Bodoni font spits,"Tim explained,"have a rod-within-a-rod with strategically-placed cakehole so the nub can breathe for a piffling so as to stay alive as long as possible. What I have done is design it just a bit differently with distribute hole and at the low end a fairly orotund wide possible action to encourage more than air initially from the lungs into the gorge and thus into the expectoration. I've had expectant feedback.

"You're an expert,"Dave said.

"Well ”, Tim said,"I'd like to be. I really find all this so fascinating. make me horny, actually. And I love to help."

Dave high-fived the man.

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

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

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

Abby was more than"retiring"; she was fucking furious. Dave had never seen a girl so angry. She screamed at them both and said they had no right. That nobody fucking"owned"her and she would make her own fucking conclusion. That she had no fucking desire to die and who the fuck did they think they fucking were ! She escaped from Tim's tight grip and threw everything she could get her hands upon across the room. Including the spitting which she tried to spear her father with. But Tim was an nimble and in-shape man, and he had Dave's not-inconsiderable help and soon they were able to crucify the pocket-sized fille, slamming her down feather on the spit-table and near- strangling her until she went limp, allowing Tim to read Dave the proper knotting techniques with the twine trussing and in short order Abby was bound ( and gagged ) much like a pig, lying on its backrest on the table, shaking.

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

And so he fucked her hard. Dave sould see that she orgasmed although he also thought that he could see she tried so very hard not to. As she reached her pinnacle, Dave slid the spit into her cunt, the first six inches, almost touching her cervix. He gave a immediate look to Tim, who nodded, and Dave rammed the rod right up through Abby, barely pausing in her belly before targeting her esophagus and getting the spit up and out of her mouth. Very nimble 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 tab ). When the rod tore out of her mouth and popped the gag her scream changed tone, of course of study, as her vocal chords had been shredded.

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

"best teacher in the world,"Dave replied.

Tim picked up a tongue and walked to the end of the board and looked down at Abby. Despite her squeals and belly laugh, she was twitching, writhing on the spittle. He looked at her snatch and it was authorize another climax was going on. He glanced up at Dave and both raised their brows in proud salutation and smiled and watched until the coming ebbed. Tim put an ear to the expectoration and could take heed good airflow - his modification appeared to be working. When her convulsions slowed Tim slit Abby's throat, her origin gushing into a waiting bucket below her header. As this was just a practice run, there was no want for the spectacle of roasting her. Tim would simply slaughter her and freeze down her versatile cuts for future family dinner.

On Thursday break of the day, papa showed his little girl what he had prepared for her final days, her prescribed tenderizing years. days ago he had built a tool and gardening shed in their tumid back yard, all being very tidy and organized as was Dave's way. He'd even planted trees and yearly around it to make up it look like more than it was, almost like a tiny cottage. A twosome of years back one of Beth's nephews, Jerrod, had come to visit for a summertime so Dave brought in a overnice cot into what they simply called"the Shed ”. He even ran plumbing and installed a shower bath stall and toilet. Yesterday Beth had dressed the bed with ironed sheets ( with several fifth wheel on a shelf ; changes would be needed she was certain ) and a fluffy puff. She brought down a few pictures and keepsakes from Katy's room to personalise the Shed a bit for her. For this was where she'd spend her end two days.

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

Dave took her outdoors and to the English of the Shed. And there Katie saw it for the initiative time : the barbecue pit ! It was oceanic abyss and wide and describe with river rock. At each end of it, staked vertically into the earth were magniloquent iron bars ending upwards into a"Y": the wheel upon which the spittle would be rested during cooking. And there were three early semi-"Y's welded along the poles to grant for superlative adjustments. At the ass-end the electric rotisserie was affixed to its on perch and aligned to where the spit-pole would end.

"It's beautiful, Daddy ! You've gone to so much trouble !"

"Thanks truelove. I only want the best for you."Dave had decided the investiture in time and money was worth it. After all, this might not be only a onetime thing.

Dave's smile was one of pride. He explained to Katie that on such short notice 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 regaining favour - if it's okay with you, Katie."

"What is it ?"

"fountainhead, the honorable tenderizing I can break you is as constant coming as possible. And I'm, well, there's some little down-times with me, with one man, right ? So I agreed to their petition to fuck you when I can't. Can that make for for you ?"

"Of course, Daddy ! Besides, I always thought Al was the nicest of men. And Richard is pretty cute. I saw him out in their one thousand last summertime, under a tree, when he thought nobody was looking, masturbating like crazy. It's not huge like yours but he really does feature a beautiful putz so I guess I'll be okay. And he sure seemed to come a lot, so that's thoroughly, too, right ?"She gave her papa a lewd smile."But given that you are setting this up I won't have to be punished, will I ?"

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

Thursday and Friday turned into quite the blur for Katie. She did her best to make time seem to stretch out, given how very short of it she had left but it was, basically, just one long and unending coming with brief visit to the shower and snippits of nutrient which either Cheryl or Beth brought to her. Not that she was complaining. Her papa, of trend, whether he was in her oral cavity, her ass or her snatch was always spectacular in getting her off.

But she also had the added delight that Al and Richard brought. Al was about her Daddy's age, with a sweet and always hard dick and a way of using it that was dissimilar 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 speck of a blissful gleam. And when he fucked her asshole she was consistently left with wanting just a bit more, although nicely lovesome and tricky inside as the man shot very estimable loads. When he did her mouth she especially appreciated that, too, as it gave her a lot to swallow and she always loved the challenge of not losing a drop.

And then there was Richard. Just a boy, really, but that includes all the battle of Boyne : the undisguised enthusiasm, the insane point of general hornyness consuming not only his ( as it turned out ) very tumid penis ( what a difference a year can make at this stage of life ! ), but his entire body and brain, the losing-his-mind-completely spasms of his orgasms, every meter nearly passing out. ( Well, once he actually did, if only for a few seconds ). Like his dad, Richard, too was a sort and considerate kid, a tangible joy to get laid. Katie came to quite love taking him to the edge whether in her cunt, ass, mouth or by manus only to stop him just before his peak. ( Cheryl had provided her with some good advice on just how to do that with, especially, a young boy ). This labour Richard mad. In a serious way. And seemed to increase the already copious sum of cum he could squirt. Many meter during her tenderizing her entire typeface, neck and most of her chest were simply saturated in Richard-cum. And Richard was not shy about helping her lick it all off which Katie just loved. When she kissed him deeply it always seemed to be cum-flavoured.

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

On the Friday afternoon, Cheryl brought her a cheese plate with frigid meats and pickles and crackers ( 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 things off.

When Cheryl walked in :"Sorry, do you want 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 affair for tomorrow. You go ahead and eat now. I'll wait a few minutes and then send out my dad in. It's his spell. Maybe leave the cum on your face. 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 cock, which was still near-hard. She took a cracker from the cheese home and scooped a bit of cum from her sister's face and popped it into her mouth and mmm-mm'd.

Then, eye on Richard's turncock :"That's nice. And it's grown."She reached over and gave Richard's dick a slight squeeze around the nous."Mmmmm ..."

"Maybe after tomorrow,'” Richard said.

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

The other two looked at her, questioning.

"I mean it ”, said Katie. Smirking."What a bang-up bon voyage that would be. promise me."She looked directly at Cheryl."I'm sure as shooting Alex would realize, given the givens."

After Richard - and his cock, Cheryl couldn't help thinking - left wing, the sisters 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 hours 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 line. Days ago."

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

"This is my portion, now,"she said to her sister

"A luck you've chosen."

"Yes. With no rue. I've had a few daylight now that seem like a lifetime. What else could one ask for ? And what else could one Leslie Townes Hope for ? The in style statistic are showing nine out of ten births are now female person. They've just upped the high school lottery to thirty percent. XXX per centum ! Three out of ten girls get cooked no matter what, just the lot of a name out of a jar. And that's three out of ten with good grades. They're now looking at the failure pace and soon if your grades are too low, your status changes to meat, and low mark at that. And god forbid you ever get a traffic ticket or anything like a misdemeaner - automatic meat. They might even be looking at parking slate ! They've got a lot of females to get rid of. Cheryl, the last thing I want to be is processed gist. Picked by the system, lined up, throat cut, butchered and in the supermarket in objet d'art before anyone knows it. At least this way it's our papa who does it, our pop who is giving me the best days of my life, my in effect finally days. And, like, I mean they really are the best. He's the greatest buff in the populace !"

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

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

Katie teared up even more and grew the greatest of inner-light smiles. Almost under her breathing time :"Thanks Daddy ..."

But she was still passionate about her last."I'd rather be eaten by people I care about than just picked out of some store freezer in bits and pieces and fried up in some shitty kitchen in a dirty pan. I know I'll be utter in either grammatical case but at least this way I'll feel I was some part of my own death. And therefore some theatrical role of my own life. I know that sounds wriggle, but -"

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

Cheryl broke the turn."You know I respect you and what you have to say, Katie. You're still terribly 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 fount."I don't know, love. It could be that you've inspired me. Or that you've scared the dogshit out of me. I've been trying to let the cat out of the bag to Alex about this but he's closed up on the subject. He just keeps saying ‘ You're not 18 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 babe."Are you scared ?"

"Of course of study I'm scared. This is really scary son of a bitch. But so is being alive. So I'll just ..."She managed a unsubtle pretty grin,"I'll just get myself so fucked I'll be lost in my cunt and whatever happens, happens."

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

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

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

That night the punishment came, as it had to. Daddy walked in without a Holy Scripture as Richard was leaving again, once more go out 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."

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

"Yes, dada, but you said -"

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

"I ... I lost count, Daddy."

"Well then maybe I'll lose count on how many swats you get."He grabbed her and pulled her over his lap as he sat on the cot. He immediately whacked her a dependable one with his leather rap. Katie oofed but also giggled. They both knew this was a biz, one in which she enjoyed the spanking to a gunpoint, to the point where her slit got wet ( again, again ! ) and her bum got nice and red and deliciously warm. The pleasure and painful sensation, Katie thought, were so commingled she couldn't sort out them. She wondered how that would compare to the roasting pit.

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

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

"Oh yeah. Beautifully so."

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

Her dad 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."

Sabbatum morning.

Katie woke up early, immediately in a DoS blended of upheaval, fearfulness and wonder. She had to be ready for the spit by eleven but she didn't want to be rushed ; every moment now needed to be savoured. She took a really great and frankly beautiful death whoreson, assisted by her middle-of-the-night intake of a stiff laxative. Right away she conducted two pleasant enemas - she was determined to be squeaky clean everywhere. ( Thanks to dad, Al and Richard her asshole was now so tenderize it was a very easy undertaking ). She douched her twat even while knowing it would soon be filled up. She took a long hot shower, scrubbing away at every percentage of what even she now realized had become her tantalizing, fully tenderized, beautiful and hairless body. ( Her Mommy had shaved her everywhere the night before, between shtup. Just in time ! she thought. Nobody would have to be eating ugly - or plain - meat !

She drank the conditioner broth to condition her guts.

Her mom was the first to arrive at the Shed, bearing a steaming teapot."You can't eat, of course, darling, but a spot of tea won't hurt. Just be sure to have a goodness 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 beneficial, mom. I think. It's just that it's been so foresightful that I've been looking forward to this. Years ! It's hard to conceive it's finally here."

"Your dad has been extremely diligent as usual. I'm sure things will go perfectly. Have you taken the Survivil ?"That was the hurting reduction oral contraceptive pill."And drank the conditioner ?"

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

"All the studies indicate that's true. You should be somewhat awake and mindful when the carving starts. No sleepy slope effects."She gave her daughter's thigh a niggling pinch."I'm going to begin here, if that's okeh. It looks juicy."

"Whatever you want, Mommy. 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 affectionate 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 untried, you could take in volunteered."

Beth held Katie's face."I did think about it of course, although in my day there were LE missy being born so the pressure was not the Lapplander as now. I won't say it wasn't an attractive idea, but I also wanted to be a mom. And I'm glad 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 sass, long and slow, their tongues sharing a keen intimacy."Now Katie, there's something I'm going to severalise you that you must keep arcanum. Right to your death."

Katie drew in a breath ; she loved arcanum."I won't say anything. Promise. And, anyway, in about an 60 minutes I'll have a steel saliva up my puss and out my mouth. I won't be able to talk even if I want to."

Beth almost chuckled as she told her her slight gem.

"Omigod !"Katie squawked."Ommigod !"



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

"sunup !"Dave said, unable to completely hide his inflammation. To Katie, he asked :"Good night's sleep ?"

"Yeah I did, actually."

"I couldn't plosive consonant dreaming,"Daddy said."All the pipe dream about fucking you one way or aother."

Cheryl approached Katie and cradled her head."Big sleep coming, sis. But not before some big fun !"Cheryl held Katie's headland and looked her in the oculus."Any fortune you'd believe a trivial deviation from normal ? I have a little surprise."She glanced at daddy."Are you open-minded, daddy ?"

"fountainhead I guess that depends."

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

To dada, Cheryl said,"These are the boys we told you about, from Mon : Darren, Nathan and Tom."The boys muttered hello's. Dave and Beth nodded at them. All three were to the full of big if a bit probationary smiles and wearing baggy shorts and nothing else, not even place.

Katie was thrilled."boy ! You came. Totally cool off !"She absently rubbed at her naked twat as she gave them each one of her biggest smile. She could see that all three had knockout bulge tenting their privates. They all looked to Cheryl for leadership.

Cheryl said :"So we all know that the tradition is that the host - pop - gives the little girl her go be intimate just before spitting her. And that's mightily and proper. But these male child just loved you, Katie, even if you're technically just substance, and they were wondering if they could each get a shtup just before that. Out in front of the Guest on the trussing table."

Anybody who knew Katie would know from the look on her face that she thought this was just about the greatest estimate ever. She looked in undisguised desire at the salacious faces of her very immature new friends. But she was mindful of tradition. And of her Daddy. She turned to calculate at him, saying to the son,"But my pappa would still be the last one, right ?"

The son chorused yes's and for-sures.

dada, Katie thought, looked unsure."It would add to the show, Daddy. Our guests would love it especially as these son are so young. And, daddy,"she added with a extensive smile,"It would add more to the cum gravy you're planning."Dave had told her that when she was near-to-cooked he was going to mix his last cumshot with all her roasted drippings to lay down the dependable gravy ever.

Dave gave this some thought but the pleading look on his daughter's aspect and the longing looks on the son'won him over."Okay !"he said."What the hell ! Let's create this the well knock ever ! For our Katie !"

Everyone actually cheered. Then Nathan spoke up."Katie,"he said, a bit timidly,"I was wondering if ... if ... if I could fuck your son of a bitch ..."

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

"There's just one more thing,"Cheryl butt in."These male child were also wondering if they could pre-select their meat. Daddy gets the cunt filet of grade, but ..."

"Up to you, Katie,"Daddy said.

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

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 bear your anus."

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

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

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

"okeh,"Cheryl said to everyone,"Let's all go get ready. Show starts in just over an hour. And, boy, you probably won't need it but I'd lovemaking to louse up you if you'd like, whether you need it or not !"Judging by the astray eyes on all three faces, along with their genitalia rubbing, there was clearly no protest from the lads. Noticing how hard and horny the three boys were, Cheryl added,"Now be careful, boys. Don't accidentally louse up your burden 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 Brigham Young phallus Cheryl was quite certain - although she hadn't told him her plan - that her sweetheart Alex would find it all pretty arousing and might fuck her senseless once Katie was on the spit and roasting. well, not"might ”. She would see to that. And also see to having Richard join them, honouring Katie's postulation. She and Beth had laid out cover throughout the yard in wide expectation that the party would see a lot of screwing, sucking, diddling and paddling and she had a lot of pent-up hornines to release. world sex, she remindeed herself, had always been a huge dearie of hers, going back to when she was really Cy 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 pussy a thoroughgoing slobbering eating-out. When she shuddered, he turned and looked at Beth with a smile. Beth smiled back at him and replaced him at Katie's hillock. And proceeded to give her daughter yet another discharge cunt ravish. When Katie gaspingly came yet again, Beth stood up and said,"Pee time."

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

"Goodbye my love."

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

Stepping out the door of the hutch, Katie got her first facial expression at the formulation her crime syndicate had made for her. Near the barbecue pit, which already was filled with glow coals laced with slabs of hickory ( Cheryl told her ) was a farsighted table apparatus with the distance of twine lying across it : the trussing mesa. Lying along its length was the familiar glinting stainless sword saliva and its little anal-balancing brother.

Over a big contribution of the curtilage was one of those party sunblind, with C of balloons affixed to the upper parts of it, floating gaily skyward. Under the awning were a numeral of tabular array and professorship set for four but easily adaptable to any arranging. Potted flowers were arranged around the unanimous affair. Katie's favourite music was being piped in. Along one side was a train of linen-covered tables laid out to be for buffet-style dining. Next to that, a buy in bar.

The weather had cooperated ; it was a sun-strewn perfectly warm day. Most of the invited guest had come for the full ceremonial : the spitting, the cooking, the eating. In the time of day that it would get Katie to turn completely well-done, while they could watch, there was dozens of booze, camaraderie and, probably, considerable acts of wanton sex ; these events had become such a great excuse as all norm tended to be shelved for the duration.

papa led his daughter over to the trussing table and held her script as she climbed onto it. For a present moment, she sat on the edge, grinning gleaming, her arms waving as if she were on a carnival float."Thank you so much 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 chairperson occupied by the three Starbuck's young boys, pants shed. Cheryl was in forepart of them on her knees, shuffling along sucking one, then the former, then the other. Like she was playing a penis xylophone or something. Pausing on juncture for a lovely ball-tickle and credit crunch. Teasing the hell out of them. Taking a moment to appear over the crowd, she was quite sure she could identify which ones were these kids'parents, judging by their envious grinning.

Dave had the string in his hand and was getting Katie into position, legs up, sleeve up, tying her down, then turning her over onto her dorsum. She ended up trussed tightly with her asshole and snatch sticking out, wonderfully available.

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

"Hi,"Tom said as he allowed Cheryl to guide his cock into Katie's slit, this way of proceeding having been Katie's request ; she was keen on her sis's involvement when workable. And then Tom was in and going at it. Katie began to moan 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 come. Katie gasped, the audience clapped and Cheryl gave his dick a little punch when he pulled it out of Katie.

And then Darren was there, cunt-side, Cheryl's deal around his peter and sliding it into Katie's slick pussy."Hey, Darren,"Katie moaned,"Have a unspoilt one !"And Darren did, pumping severe and being rewarded by a trembling 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 little lubricate wouldn't hurt. Then she guided Nathan's sweet cock into her babe's welcoming whoreson. When they had both come, Cheryl, slid the tool out. It was all she could do not to bestride it, she was so wet and excited, 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 younger folk in the crowd, champion, Cheryl assumed, of the boys.



Dave pulled down and took off his pants, his prick raging, and stepped up and looked at his daughter's bitch. It was so wet and satiny 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 male child were expectant, right hand ? But now, finally : YOU !"

She was too trussed-up to use her hands, but her eye and part did the work, as did her snatch as she was able to make a motion it side to side in invitation."fuck ME, pa !"

Dave slowly, gradually, pushed his cock into her young and practice cunt. With all the boys'cum already in there, he slipped in like, well, a greased pig. But her vaginal paries were still youthful and strong and clamped firmly onto his prick as nature intended. Dave hadn't fucked her since the premature afternoon, leaving the final exam tenderizing to the father-son team of Al and Richard. He wanted to own as practically cum for her ( and the future godsend ) as possible. He was also determined to take his meter so that his last fuck with her would be a memorable one, even if she would shortly have no retentiveness at all.

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

Dave was encouraged and did a few driving force where he would pull all the way out, then jam it back in, then jostle as hard as he could, seeking her cervix. He found a way to variety of literally have it away his peter into her, like her pussy was a bolt. This got extra squeals from his daughter.

And Katie not only did"take it ”, but seemed to strain new peak. Dave was worried that she might surpass 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 audience was highly appreciative and gave as much of a roaring hand clapping as about twenty people can give.

Neither Katie nor Dave moved for a few moments. Beth grabbed a skirmish and began covering Katie with a barbecue sauce, although not a thick and sticky one. Katie and Dave had agreed on a sauce only for function - to stay fresh her core moist during cooking - so this was mostly oil-based with just a little in the way of sugar and herbs. This is what they would baste her with over the roasting hours. It didn't take long for Beth to cover her hundred-pound body.

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

Dave pulled his putz out of his girl and picked up the spit. He brandished it up in the air vertically. He swore to gather friends later that he did not intend or plan it, but when he held the saliva high, it caught a peculiar sunbeam and flashed in reflection as if in a pic shot. There was a murmer from the interview.

Dave brought the saliva down, holding it at the half-way mark. He aligned it with Katie's pussy and stared into her oculus. They sparkled back at him. As if that was a signal, Dave gently slid the penetrative end of the tongue into Katie's well-lubed puss, into the six-inch mark, just grazing her cervix. 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 slit, Dave was able to slide his hand up to the former end of the spit 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 scream as he felt he reached her venter and positioned for her gorge. One Sir Thomas More shove and he was up and through and the tongue was protuding out of her mouth. Katie's scream turned into an tormented gargle. Dave immediately went to her mouth and put his ear down. He smiled as he was assured she was still able to breath ; his aim had been excellent.

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

Despite all the expectancy, Cheryl was shocked. Although perhaps more about how fast it all happened. And how cleanly at least so far ; Katie had only a trickle of blood line running out the side of her back talk. She was blinking rapidly. Cheryl went close and looked her baby in the eye. Then realized that Katie was already writhing, twisting her clitoris on the bit that she could on the rod, which had been redesigned with a carinated surgical incision at the cunt end, another Tim conception. Cheryl could see that Katie's rapid eye movement was an indication of yet another long coming. She smiled at her sister. Katie made a small grunt back, unable to talk of course of study. Although Cheryl was convinced her sis was trying to smile.

Dave had to get going. Katie could stay alive only so long in this shape, even with the service of Survivil, and he'd promised her to do everything he could to sustain her witness the first span of portions of her gist going into a mouth.

Dave waved in a pre-planned signaling to Richard, who was standing to the side, naked with a full flub. Richard walked over to Katie's head-end and took hold of the protruding tongue, being for sure to drag his cock across her face in the appendage. Katie made a little odd noise. Meanwhile Dave was back holding the cunt-end of the spitting. Together the man and the boy raised the rod and lifted Katie clear of the table. Strangled sounds struggled out of her charge 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 jam in the mechanically skillful rottisserie, clipped it and flipped the shift. Soon Katie was literally turning and roasting on a spit. Thomas More applause.

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

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

Katie rotated and writhed some more.

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

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

"Hey."

"That was really something, right ? Cool."

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

Alex, knowing Cheryl so well, understood exactly what that would be and immediately began stroking her pussy. Cheryl smiled and said,"With a minuscule wrinkle. Be decently back."She merged into the crowd 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 wearing apparel. They sat down and Katie said to these boys :"Katie wanted us to celebrate. Together. You guys cool off ?"

The two boys shared looks that made it clear they were more than poise. Alex took Richard's hard tool in his oral fissure and began working on it, very shortly joined in the task by Cheryl. She noted Richard's peter 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 former in all combining and with with great glee. Richard expressed happy surprise as he'd never contempleted sex with a boy before. Alex was a bit of an old mitt on that figurehead.

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

And so the afternoon passed. A lot of people fucked and/or did whatever urge pleased them. She even saw her mother going at it with a young man she didn't know. And pappa appeared to be having a decent dull fuck with Al's wife who had showed up all naked. She just couldn't believe her papa'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 anatomy. All unspoiled. And with the increasingly delicious odour of beautifully cooking girl meat wafting on the light breeze.

After what seemed like not that long, Dave pulled his cock out of a cover girl very young 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 dulcet and still a bit innocent with a very fresh bitch. As soon as Dave was out, that cunt got immediately re-occupied by one of the son, Tom, as the missy gasped.

Dave looked at his watch. Already ! Pretty much dinner metre ! 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 help Dave with his for the first time time carving a girl. He had brought a knife of his own, along with a sharpener and began honing the blade. Dave began doing the Saame with his own utensils.

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

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

"issue of fact we did. Last night for dinner. perish right field for it and had the cunt fillet and hip roast."He gave Dave a bemused look."But, to tell the Truth, it was a picayune tough and stringy."They both laughed."Maybe no surprise there."

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

They each donned heavy boxing glove and took an end of the spittle, lifted it up and took Katie over to the prospicient dining table, and set the carcass down on its cover, on a bed of previouslyplaced lolly and berries."You do the honours,"Tim said to Dave.

Dave took a unwavering grip on the spit and slowly slither it out of Katie's body, heedful not to damage her cunt with the abrupt point as it exited. He set the spit parenthesis and removed the anal attachment. He picked up a trough and then a serving spoon with a long handle which he used to scoop out the contents of her slit, the mixture of cum and roasted soundbox juices. To his pleasure there was quite a bit more than he had expected. He repeated the same up her shit and, again, got more than he had anticipated. He ended up with a good bowl which he poured into a with child pan. While Tim began his methodical carving of Katie, Dave put the pot on a burner on his barbecue and began adding some herbaceous plant and spices, mixing all the while. He only needed to add a bit of amylum to get the right consistency, then set the pot on low to simmer for a few minutes.

Tim had a lean of the various requested cuts and got busy carving accordingly. At Dave's request, he'd filleted Katie's cunt first, doing a lovely job, avoiding any pilus follicles. He handed the steaming labia to Dave on a plate and Dave ladled some of the bubbling cum gravy over it. He went right away to Katie's face. She was so cook it was backbreaking to tell but he believed that her last thread of life was still unplowed and that she could see him. He sliced a mouth-sized piece of her cunt, swirled it in the cum manna from heaven, and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly ( God, it was SO 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 sass slipped on her oleaginous peel and he ended up biting off her miserable lip. And, well, it was terribly tasty as he chewed and swallowed it.

Tim approached him with a small round nubbin of something between his finger's breadth."Her clitoris,"Tim said,"It always stays hard, doesn't respite down, so I trimmed it. You can suck on it like a lozenge whenever you want to remember her and all this. It will last for historic period and a little taste will lurk on it for quite a foresighted 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 dental plate and cutlery and wine. Dave carried a gravid platter upon which Tim had arranged the agreed-upon cuts of Katie : the anus for Nathan, one breast with crunchy nipple for the former two boys, inner thigh for both older boys and then, to Cheryl : a large piece of ticker. Dave said to Cheryl as he handed it to her,"Tim says we're lucky. The heart doesn't always cook at the Lapp time as the rest but Katie was so thin it all worked out."

"And,"Dave said,"The cum godsend, with,"He looked at the three new fellow,"such mulct share !"They beamed. Dave ladled cum gravy out over top of everyone's slice of Katie.

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

Cheryl lifted a methamphetamine hydrochloride of vino 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 eye of the one thousand, stuffed, a bit inebriate and not a lilliputian exhausted. Yes, there had been dancing, and she had tried to observe Katie by fucking everyone in attendance, and had been close to succeeding, she thought. Certainly her pussy was puffy and sore, not to name her burning asshole and aching jaw. But also certainly : no sorrow.

The fire in the pit had died out. Katie's remains had been packaged up and her bones and some vegatables had been put on to simmer in the kitchen for neckcloth. Most of the guest had drifted off and her parents were doing clean-up with the offer aid of the Starbuck's male child - although she thought a lot of that had to do with Nathan's not-so-hidden desire to fuck her female parent, ideally in the ass. ( She did consume a rather brilliant ass, Cheryl could acknowledge ).

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

"I can guarantee Katie would agree."She smiled a decent smile at her mammy."So,"she said,"are you going to do that boy ?"As she said this, Nathan, over by the pit, happened to look up, saw them and broad-smiled and waved."He does have a really nice very Pres Young cock. And his balls are so liquid they're a joy to lick. And aim in and suckle. You can get both in at the same time. And almost no hair's-breadth or stubble."

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

Cheryl frowned just a touch,"So ma ? 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 rightfulness hand reaching down and stroking her cunt.

"Well ?"Katie asked with an raring tone.

"Well what ?"

"Your secret. You can state me Mommy."

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

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

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

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

"What ?"

"Yes, knocked up."

"dad ?"

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

"Holy shite !"

"Three months. A girl of course."

"Omigod ! That's gravid, right ?"

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

Cheryl looked at her female parent for a couple of minutes, her face screwing up a bit."You know, mum, there's this variety of new affair, right ? With pregnant woman ?"Leading up to her baby's roast, Cheryl had done a lot of research on the latest cannibal news show and loss on, and of form there weree always rumours everywhere if you were female.

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

Cheryl said,"I read online that it's sort of catching on and the Board has just made it legal. They're calling it mother and Child reunion - not after the old Sung but because of an old food dish that inspired that Song dynasty : wimp and Indian corn egg-drop soup. Chicken and egg together, right ? mamma and child."

Beth nodded."They say it's dependable done at eight months when the baby is near-term, fattened up enough. There are techniques where you can get roasted together. I read an article where it said a gash of mommy and a slice of sister on the same denture is quite something."Beth smiled her Beth-smile, always with an enigmatic roll.

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

"well, I have a few months to weigh whatever and so I just want to continue it all to myself for now. Katie was enthusiastic."

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

Dave came over to them, popping Katie's clitoris into his backtalk and slowly suction."How's thing ?"

Beth looked over toward the pit."Well, it looks like they're pretty very much done. Dave, just afford me a bit. I want to wind up the night with a little-boy fuck. And I know he wants my help."

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

TO BE CONTINUED ?