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 shut down sisters, Katie had told her all the particular involved in her tenderizing physical process.

When Katie was thirteen years old, and Cheryl fourteen, the family attended together the spit-roasting of the girl of family booster, a 17 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 wheedle details out of Cheryl which gave her plenty ammunition to convince their parents to call for her along. It was, after all, going to be a big party, a big celebration and why should shy trivial Katie be denied some inevitable worldly photograph ? Even from when she was small, Katie was strong-minded and very bright. Manipulative, even.

But, as Cheryl knew, that was the obliterate office of her sister. The alfresco face was more unmanageable. number one of all, Katie wasn't ugly or anything, but she was, well, plain, 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 shoal. In mandatory fun class she was always last to be picked to be on team. She had a couple of vague booster but that was it. Her favourite natural process was being alone in her elbow room reading material books, the titles and theme of which she managed to keep secret even from her sister. Her online geographic expedition were all password-locked.

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

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

"What's the other constituent ?"

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

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

Her mom gave her a minuscule smile."Quite a lot, dear. Although technology has advanced a bazaar bit since cannibalism became legalized and regulated. Much better and more useful tongue. And the discovery of a pain-reduction drug which, properly prescribed, doesn't taint the meat, doesn't take all the infliction away - because that's part of the experience - but reduces it enough so that the fille - the meat - doesn't recede consciousness too soon. The idea is for her to be mindful compensate through to, hopefully, when mass start slicing off small-arm of her."

Beth Also explained the chemical advances made. In the ahead of time cannibalism daylight, they would gut the girl, as with any animal, in order to forbid any bacterial contagion from cross-contaminating. But masses wanted to see the girls experiencing the unscathed roasting cognitive process. So what was now referred to as a"conditioner ”, an internally ingested chemical chemical compound, was invented and developed. This, in essence"cleaned out"the gumption for long enough for the roasting process. Meaning that the fille could be roasted active wthout any issues.

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

"Was it good ?"

"Yeah, she was really delicious."

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

Their father, Dave, a lawyer, replied,"wellspring that was her Father's decisiveness. As I'm sure enough you know, under the cannabalism laws little girl are owned by their fathers or husband and so if the possessor wants to roast a miss he just does it."

Katie said,"Did Allanah have any say ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Would you ? Have a choice ?"

"Who knows ? Right now it's up to dad and he just doesn't seem the type for that. We don't even buy little girl core at the computer storage and eat it at family, right ? Or in restaurants. Only at things like tonight, to be genteel. And then of course, when we're eighteen - and that's next yr for me - there's the lotteries and school committments and all that."

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

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

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

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

"I've thought it through, bozo,"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 spit and whenever I think about it now my ... my pussycat gets all wet."She gave a lilliputian shiver."And I'd rather be properly cooked at nursing home and eaten by acquaintance and syndicate now than feel myself old and sold commercially and be cut up for supermarkets."

Their parents threw each other stark looking. Dave, her father, never a very strict or autocratic dad, took on an expression the girl had never quite seen before.

"No !"he said, quite loudly."You are simply too young, Katie. Too young to be making such conclusion. Saviour, you haven't even developed pap yet ! And your c -"And then, even more firmly to deflect perhaps an unfitting commentary :"We will not hash out this again !"

And they didn't. Well, not exactly. Because Katie, at every opportunity, would tease and suggest about the subject, every time receiving a very tough look of dismission from her father and pretty much the Saami from her female parent. When Cheryl tried to talk to Katie about it, Katie just told her that her psyche was made up. Although one meter she had a couple of questions.

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

Cheryl said,"I'm not sure I know all of it, but from what I hear it goes like this : two or three twenty-four hours before she gets roasted, the girl is taken by whomever has offered her - pappa 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 Inferno out of you as much as he can before the roasting. It's believed this tenderizes your body, especially your cunt. And so many constant orgasm helps to get you into a perfect land of mind. From the sentence it starts until you're on the spitting you're basically being fucked all the metre, in one hole or the other. Usually the host, like Daddy just as an example, will have a couple of Quaker help him out so that the fucking doesn't ever stop for long."She paused and looked into her sister's bright blue eyes, which were sparkling."That's about it, I guess ”.

Cheryl could hear that Katie's breathing had slowed and contract trench. Her mouth was half open in a big smile."And you get to suck their cocks, right ?"

"I think so."

Katie kept up her little teases and taunts over the followng couple of years, but to no avail. And then it was her 16th birthday. That William Ashley Sunday dawn Cheryl and her parents were seated at the breakfast table when Katie came down and into the kitchen - stark naked. This was not completely unusual in this family, but this clock time Katie was really strutting her stuff. She had developed quite quickly over the past couple of class. She was still a bit of a petite girl, but her firm and perked-up mammilla were just a little heavy than one might have expected, topped with arrant garden pink tit which were now jutting forward, hard as could be. She hadn't been shaving her cunt because there was very picayune of her silky pubic hair there ; she still looked a bit like a little girl, but not completely. And the boilersuit lovely prettiness that she had begun the exhibit had really come to the fore : she was now gorgeous. Not at all any foresightful"plain ”.

"looking at what I have to extend now !"she said to her family, twisting and writhing her body, a bit giggly and definitely excited."Plus I've been bleeding for two years now so I am a cleaning lady ! I've got ripen essence on me. And legally in this state, I'm 16 so anybody can fuck me."She levelled her eyes at her Church Father.

Katie stood there, wiggling and thrusting her cunt in the sexiest way possible, the avatar of anticipation.

Everyone was unruffled for a moment, with the girls'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 travel in his work and hadn't been home a lot lately and certainly hadn't seen Katie full-out naked in a long sentence. As his gaze lingered on her lovely tits, her sweet mouth, her determine wooden leg and her downy cunt, he felt his peter rising quickly. One more than eye-sweep over Katie's teasing offer and he was granite operose.

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

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

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

Katie said :"I'm really sure I'll be toothsome, Daddy ! And what I want more than anything in my whole spirit is for you to cook me and eat me ! And,"she added,"tender me."

Dave found himself clearing his pharynx, but ineffective to charter his eyes off Katie. Because the truth was that he'd been kidding himself. He had been watching his piddling girl flower over the past times many months. Watching closely. And because of her tantalization and taunting about spit-roasting, he had been doing some research, both on-line and in subtle conversation with the Guy at work, one of whom had actually gone through the process of cooking his own child. Allanah's father, perpetrator 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 unhurt lot more view than he let on, despite his initial and literal refusal to her.

"Have you ... have you ..."he began, finding his handwriting involuntarily cupping his musket ball,"Katie, have you ever been fucked ? ... Before ?"

Katie's grinning was like a missy 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 pussy."You get to own it completely. And eat it. Raw and cooked !"

Dave managed to draw in his stare away from his girl's amazing eubstance and flavor at Beth, his wife, his center an obvious mix of disarray and permission-seeking. Beth looked down before speechmaking, down at Dave's now-open-fronted bathrobe where his big cock stood proud and loud, it's tip shiny with a goodish 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 have cooked up her, Beth, yr ago but didn't because she just really didn't want to go that road. Let me bear you a yoke of girl instead she had told him. girl always being a likely outcome of child existence given whatever it was that happened to the gene syndicate several years back. Indeed that's how cannibalism got its business firm handle : way too many births turned out girls and so slaughtering them helped cull the ruck, helped toward some of the old grammatical gender equipoise. Male-dominated balance, as it should be. Or so was the common - and legislative - view.

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

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

"No dialogue, Daddy. All or nil. 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 half and reached behind and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing her cute little pinkish asshole, all courteous and clean. She was capable to turn over it a petty in-out pucker movement.

Beth knew Dave well enough to know when his brain seized and began its inevitable downward journey into his lovely cock. The cock that Katie was now staring at and licking her lips about. Katie imagined she had seen it before, passingly, over the years, but never in the hard state. And it was beautiful, not that Katie, unlike her baby, had a lot of level of comparability. Like all men in this neck of the woods Dave was circumsized. His dick wasn't vast in distance - although certainly not short - but a real feature article was the pommel on the end that was especially bulbouse, the glans all shiny and stretched pie-eyed - with its flow precum layer making it look to glow. Katie found herself licking her lips again.

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

Dave said :"Katie, sweetie, you're very haunting. And I've always known you to be a girl with her own mind and article of faith, even when you were little. And so, well -"he glanced at both Beth and Cheryl -"You've got a deal."Despite the kinsfolk history on this issue, anyone would see that Dave was positively beaming."Now, I'm new at this, never roasted a girl before, so I'm going to need some clip to do some serious and elaborated research so that it all works out for you. All of which is to say I'll be a bit tied up the next match of Clarence Shepard Day Jr., so the roast will possess to be six 24-hour interval from now, next Saturday. There'll be lots of organizing and contingent and thing for me to explain to you. I want this to be your perfective day.

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

"well, yes,"Dave said, a huge smile on his face."That will be officially Th and Friday. But we can certainly get a nous starting signal right hand now !"

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

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

Cheryl was tickled and a bit storm to see this lecherous and extremely steamy side of her father. She would take to have it away him one day, whatever the circumstances. She could almost sense it herself as Dave rammed that cock into his immature daughter, the young lady nearly losing her breath. He broke her hymen in one go with only a little squeak from Katie. And then just pounded the shucks out of her. Her orgasm ( s ) came in hone sync to his as he dumped Thomas More cum than he believed he ever had before.

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

The following days seemed to fly by. Dave had designated Th and Fri as official tenderizing twenty-four hours with the four days between then and now considered to be a sort of runup period of time as Dave got deep into his research on spit-roasting.

He would fuck Katie as often as possible during this fourth dimension so that from Thursday on he would be relieve to keep it constant ( with some avail he was beginning to plan ). During this entire period Katie would persist naked and quit school. If she wanted to go out, say, with Cheryl, it would be clear to all that she was now a au naturel meat fille. On Mon Beth would have her to the Board to get her certified as she'd never had causal agency to be before ( she came out Grade A, destined for spit roasting or baking ) and the official alloy tag saying so was pierced into her clit. Katie just loved to winkle its shiny metal.

In the first 24-hour interval of functionary cannibalism, once a girl was planned for food, she became, and was called,"meat ”, as she was no longer seen as human. But Dave was of a reform-minded mind and took the increasingly democratic thought that this was unncessarily demeaning to the daughter who, at least in family type, 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 former family relationship right hand to the end. So Katie would not be just"kernel"to her dad, she would persist his close girl that he was fucking and was going to kill. They would continue to bid each other"Daddy"and"Katie ”. And in Dave's creative thinker this seemed to up the decent level of wickedness and depravity in an call down way. Katie just loved it that she was not being done as just a piece of inwardness - even if in fact she was one - but as herself, a uncoerced and exhilarate daughter of her well-chosen 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 lady friend being fucked silly, soon to be eaten. Obviously she really was still meat as the diehard would keep, but this new approach spiced things up a bit more, made it creepy which is a hornlike thing. Of course, if she was out and about over the next couple of day and got spotted by men or twelve-year-old ( or whatever ) boys, they were, as usual, free to hornswoggle her cunt and asshole and play with her gorgeous breast for a bit. male child will be aroused boy and this always seemed carnival. Letting them fuck her was frowned upon, though, as she was still property.

On Monday when Katie and Cheryl went shopping for a slight let on sundress Cheryl wanted for the roasting party, Katie almost went a little too far with the meat miss formula. It was late good afternoon and Katie hadn't been fucked since just after breakfast as her dad was at Tim's doing his training. So, to be fair, she was horny ; her just-past-virginity soundbox - and mind - had now quickly developed a great and incessant sexual need.

It was a hot day and the miss were sitting in a Starbucks with a couple of frost latte when three boys, who actually did look to be twelve years old, walked in. typical boys, always kibbutzing and rattling on about whatever dumb information processing system biz was in favour with them. Until one of them, Darren, a blond rangy kid, spotted Katie, her nudity rather obvious.

"Hey guy cable,"he said, signalling his chum."Over here."He pointed toward Katie and Cheryl and approached their table, his pals in tow. He stood in front of the girls for a second until they acknowledged the boys'presence.

"Hi,"Katie said.

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

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

"Just great."He turned to his admirer."Yo, guys. A existent center girl. It's okay if we want to fuck around with her."He looked into Katie's face."right ?"

Katie said :"Well, no existent piece of tail but, sure, yeah, experience free to touch."She stood up to hold them better access.

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

"Thanks,"Katie said,"Not too knockout !"as Nathan took a honorable handle of her early knocker, and began rubbing its tit with his finger, giving Katie a trivial tremor.

"I never met a meat girlfriend before,"Tom said, his manpower still at his face."You're really pretty."

"Thanks a lot."She widened her stance and spread her stage, looking down at her starting–to-get-wet pussy. She smiled at Tom. He was pretty precious, dark-haired, thin and with a kind face. He was shirtless given the very affectionate day, his torso hairless and lean with a touch of sinew to come. Quite lovely."look free people,"she said, indicating her pussy. Katie was finding that being a pith fille was incredibly liberating. And hot.

Tom reached out and stir Katie's cunt, running his fingers through the easygoing tussock of tomentum, then sliding them into her slit."Mmmm, nice,"Katie said quietly. Darren had now begun to suck her left teat, perhaps surprisingly in a very sensitive way. It felt keen and Katie could smell her cunt getting bed wetter. Nathan had both his hands on her former tit and he, too had a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard as if trying to suck out milk. Tom finally pushed a finger all the way into her slit and quickly found her button. Katie shivered.

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

"First metre in a cunt,"he said, his breathing seeming laboured and his human face flushed."It's awesome !"

"How old are you ?"Katie asked him.

"long dozen. Almost."

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

"Mmmff,"was all Tom got out.

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

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

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

"So you can come ?"

"Uh, huh."

"wellspring majuscule. Just keep doing what you're doing to my cunt."By this time Tom had nearly his unit small script inside her pussy, managing to move thing around without losing link with her clit. She had no melodic theme how a boy so Brigham Young and inexperienced could manipulate a clitoris so well and found herself beginning to breath very heavily, the cunt-vibrations starting. But she didn't want to cum just yet so she unlatched her tits from the other two male child and dropped to her knees and pulled Tom's completely cock into her mouth and went to town on it. Tom's"Mmmf's"turned into moan, moan loud enough that one of the Starbuck's baristas, an older woman, looked over from across the room with a big smile. She'd seen this form of matter before and not for the outset prison term felt some enviousness towards centre girls.

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

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

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

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

Cheryl looked at the two son, acknowledging that they, like Tom, were pretty cute."Guys ”, she said as they finished pulling their pants down - no underclothes on them either - their faces a mix of grinning and curiosity ; utter about a lucky day ! Cheryl, after all, was at to the lowest degree as hot as Katie, maybe more so. Both boys 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 guys ?"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 testis were especially attractive, just something about them as they hung there from his near-hairless genitalia. Quite different from Alex's software program but vive la difference ! as her French teacher might say. She stood up and motioned to Nathan."Over here ! Name ?"

"Nathan. And I can cum, too."

"Great,"Cheryl said."I'm hungry. Just lie down here."She had led him over to the long rear end of a banquette and had him lie on his spinal column, playing with his tool and bollock in the process."I'm Cheryl and you're gon na love this."

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

Meanwhile Katie had taken Darren by his tough rooster and led him over to a similar banquette. She sat on the edge of it with Darren in front man of her. His cock felt very honeyed. It was pretty pocket-size, clearly with lots of growing to do, but very, very hard. When she first took hold of it she thought he might pop off out - she could feel his whole consistence come out to sway.

"start prison term ?"Katie asked the boy.

"Uh huh."

"How old are you really ?"

He paused, had a opinion, then said :"XI. Last month ”.

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

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

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

His hired hand were on her tits, rubbing."Well ... no. I try but nil comes out. But I do get, like a quiver or something. When I jack it. The cat, well, they laugh at me."

"fountainhead bonk them,"Katie said and took his totally cock, all of it, into her mouth. Darren groaned.

Katie made that cock her own. She used her tongue to climb up the short peter, to lick the slick glans, to push it into Darren's pee-hole as practically as she could. He had a surprising amount of precum ( and very tasty, too ) and she ate that up. She bobbed her forefront, jacking him with her lips. From the moans she was hearing she gathered she was having positive effect.

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

And then in her mouthpiece she felt something familiar that she had only recently come to bonk : Darren's little hammer grew just a bit bounteous, and even, if that was possible, severe, especially his boss. There were some kind of little spasms starting. Excited at what she might be accomplishing, Katie got her tongue working especially firmly and pumped away with her sassing wrapped around the groundwork of the cock. She pressed and rubbed even more with her digit on his prostate gland. And then it happened : Darren's cock 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 surprisal, Darren shot a encumbrance of cum. And not a bad amount for his age and beginning clock time either, Katie thought as she succeeded in swallowing every little bit of it. It tasted quite pleasantly musky and had that lovely glutinous texture she had only recently felt and come to love from pop.

She let Darren's minuscule cock slip out of her mouth and realized that her hands, wrapped around Darren's pep pill pegleg, had become critical to keeping the boy from falling down. He had half passed-out. For real.

At the same sentence, Cheryl had done a good number on Nathan. She sucked and sucked his cock, twirled her clapper on it, pumped him with her experience hands. She would take both of his globe into her mouth at once and clamp down just hard enough to where painfulness and joy danced together. Testicular hurting, she knew from Alex's training, is deep and a bit frightening, felt over a guy's unanimous soundbox, right at the edge of nausea and too very much. But applied just right-hand 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 great near-psychic natural endowment to make love precisely where a guy's edge was and when and how to drop him just over it. She and Alex had spent many wonderful hr perfecting such techniques. In their earlier solar day when they were so young, Alex would kick that Cheryl's orgasms went on so often longer than his Male ones could and she could get back into it all so much faster due to his having to expect through the furnace lining time period. ( Although, to be bonnie, in their early daytime when they were so, so Danton True Young, those weren't really all that long ).

When Nathan wasn't dodging his eruptive bullet, his face was planted completely in Cheryl's beautiful cunt. Her labia were so soft and warm up and slippery his natural language and lips just couldn't stop mating with them. seventh heaven. Cheryl's clit was also a joy to Nathan. Not that he had anything to equate it to, but it was bigger and more extended than most, making it not only soft to retrieve but also with a declamatory Earth's surface area than usual which really kept Cheryl going. During their coming upon, for some reason Nathan started counting Cheryl's sexual climax, but after a patch simply lost that tally.

But Cheryl hadn't ; she wanted to have details for Alex when she told him about this surprise Starbuck's play. However after nine climax she decided she would labialize things off at ten. She took Nathan's sweat-soaked side, practically ramming his tongue onto her clitoris. And Nathan instinctively bit down on it just right and began to once again suck on it like it was a little rooster. Cheryl let herself light into it and, as ramped up as she was from all the previous activity, let herself dive into a multi-jerk and just splendid sexual climax.

After a arcminute, Cheryl looked up at Nathan as she lay back on the banquette backside. She got him sitting on her lower breast and began to stroke his stopcock.

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

The two of them took turns stroking Nathan's ready-to-burst cock. This metre Cheryl didn't use any of her delaying technique and Nathan, already ridiculously keyed up, exploded, spraying big lump of cum all over Cheryl's face which she proceeded to grate up and both eat and spread around like a face pick. Her hold up scoop she held up to Nathan.

"Taste ?"she said.

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

Nathan stood up shakily and turned to look for some pee. And nearly bumped into his Cy Young sidekick Darren. They just smiled loopily at each other. Darren looked down at Cheryl, lying on her back with her legs 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 time with Katie. She smiled at the eleven-year-old and said :"Would you like to fuck me ?"

The boy didn't say a Word of God, just stepped forward and slid his wet hard cock into Cheryl's still-pulsing cunt. Cheryl decided she could handle one Sir Thomas More orgasm, so she pulled Darren in tight and they had a very decent fuck together. Both coming hard, like rolling moving ridge.



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

Katie went over to the three boys who were gathered together pulling on their pants and trying to stuff their not-quite-limp stopcock behind their flies. It occurred to her, given what just went down, and their age, that it might be quite a spell 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, guy cable ! That was such a nice surprise !"

The boys mumbled a ecumenical rumbling of true gratitude.

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

The boy were, in their post-sexual torpor, in complete agreement, and muttered so in unison. Nathan's cock had gone completely hard again and he was struggling to get his pants on. The others were guffawing in amusement.

"So boys,"Katie said to them,"I'm going to be roasted on Sat and I wondered if you would care to descend out for it. Get to take in it all go down and then eat some of me !"

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

"You'll have to get your parents permission of course, but they're welcome to get, too. It's not going to be a huge barbeque, so I think,"she spread her hands and weapon system in a displaying-herself gesture, then brought one hired man down to cup her pussy,"there will be enough center to go around !"

The missy and their mom were sitting around the dining room table that evening, waiting for Dave to come up house, late, as he had predicted. Beth had made a meat and vegetable casserole, family-dubbed the Sunday Casserole - that could be kept fond for quite a while, a dodge she often successfully used given Dave's unpredictable oeuvre schedule. But unbeknownst to her family, she had used another tactic to delight them at dinner : most of the pith in the casserole was girlfriend kernel, in this illustration a ground portmanteau of thigh and breast along with - the butcher at the supermarket promised - about ten percent cunt, specifically labia taenia also ground. Beth had been doing this for some meter as she found her house was always asking for this particular casserole. The twat 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 family had no idea that she had been into miss kernel for geezerhood but she preferred, at the moment, to continue that to herself. SAs with other things, she had her reasonableness.

Beth and the girls babbled on about this and that for a patch but she could enjoin the girlfriend were holding back, that they had some particular news report to distinguish. Eventually they admitted that was the caseful but they wanted to hold back for Daddy to be there.

The Daddy who had been quite the busy beaver. Dave was a collective lawyer and steeped in meticulousness and detail ; it was in his bones to find out everything about anything he was about to get involved with. There was wad of information on-line of row, but after studying all that, he also set up a sorting of practicum with one of his customer, Tim Webber, who ran a consulting business on cannibalism and all its intricacy. Many beginner wanted to misrepresent their own daughter, but lacked any experience, so Tim was there, for a fee, to make sure they did everything right, especially the tricky insertion of the expectoration which required preparation for accuracy and the best result, critical to an especial girl barbecue. Tim had previously worked as a butcher and then event provider for one of the leading girl-meat companies in town and so he had the background needed to furcate out on his own.

Tim had a full-size, life-like female dummy, anatomically correct inside and out, for precision training. And for significant extra price he would also procure a live missy to spit as a kind of final examination. Dave, wanting the very best for his dessert Katie, opted for this latter. And, as it happened, for a bit Sir Thomas More money Tim had a further offer : cerebration ahead, he and his wife had been raising 6 tyke, 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 firstborn, Abby, for Dave's exam because, first of all, she had become a bit of a handful on the behavioural front line, and, as well, he had developed a slightly modified verson of the Hellenic spit and was tidal bore to test it out. Dave would begin practical educational activity on Tuesday with, hopefully, the spitting of Tim's girl, Abby, that night. Tim thought it would be most exciting and rewarding for Dave - and Katie - if his Abby was his outset spit.

Dave finally arrived plate for dinner. He walked in, gave his family unit his big patented grin. Katie looked at the handsome and still very clean-cut thirty-eight year old man with undying love. Cheryl, too. He was someone they could always bank and so they never withheld from him. Not to mention that they were both simply dying to assure their story.

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

"well,"Dave said,"I can't waiting to get word it, but first things first."

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

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

"Why not ?"her dada said as he pulled his gasp and underclothing down, releasing his very hard big-headed tool."Lie down !"

Katie, already naked of course, quickly got on her back on the tabular array and spread her stage, opening her cunt panoptic with her digit.

"We'll just feature a quick one before dinner. We'll have more later. And seduce sure to pull up stakes all my cum in your cunt during dinner party. You can figure out why."

Cheryl and Beth looked at each other : a before-dinner treat ! They watched as Dave, still with his shirt on, quicky mounted his youthful daughter and proceeded to practice his prick into her, no arousal this meter. He'd clearly been thinking about this all day, Beth thinking. Could hardly wait. Both Katie and Dave put on a well if brief show, but one with great timing : they both came at the same time. Dave shouted a big loud"roll in the hay ! ! ”, his face contorted with joy, and Katie half-screamed over what she, too, had been waiting for all day.

When her married man and daughter finished up with Katie licking Daddy's cock clean as a whistle and with a particular little suck on the mess at the end, and holding her hand to her cunt as she got down from the mesa, so as not to run out any cum, Beth went to the kitchen and fetched the casserole from the oven while the little girl went to the counter and retrieved plates and utensils, along with a bottle of red wine. ( Beth preferred white-hot vino with young lady meat but she said cipher ). Katie took the cork from the wine bottleful and stuck it in her cunt to hopefully blockade any undesired cum out-flow. And it felt good, too !

In short order they all got to eating. Dave had not put his trouser back on and Cheryl, from the Angle of where she was sitting, to his left, kept getting tantalizing perspective of her pappa'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 Alexander Graham Bell. She was increasingly having trouble ignoring her seething desire to fuck her pa, especially having watched him in natural process so much of late. But this was Katie's week and she would never do anything to botch that.

"So what's the big story ?"Dave asked the miss as he swallowed a mouthful of casserole, throwing a practiced nictation of appreciation 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 screw anybody."She looked at her pop."I know the rules : I am only yours now. Forever. Your gist. But I did bear on the envelop a bit."She paused with a smile."Personally I don't think cock-sucking is at all the Lapp as screwing. 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 level, Katie ?"her dad asked again.

Katie looked at Cheryl. They both stifled titters, then gave up and laughed out aloud."We had SUCH a day !"Cheryl blurted. And the two young lady, Katie and Cheryl, proceeded to say their parents the write up of their Starbuck's afternoon, from each of their perspectives, in all the item they could recall, which was almost of it. They praised both the male child 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 shoes and appeared to get aroused in others. They even applauded when the female child said"The End ”.

"But true, pappa,"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 lastly of his helping of casserole,"but you came awfully ending. I won't change any of our plans but you will bear to let some punishment."

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

"right now. Come here."

Katie got up and adjusted the bobber in her cunt to defecate sure it was still well-planted and her pussy wasn't leaking any of the cum. She went to her Daddy and simply laid over his lap, but ensuring she had a paw wrapped around his cock under her. Her cute little ass stuck up dainty and high, in double-dyed berth for what was to arrive. And what was to fare, came right away. WHACK ! Dave's spread out hired man came down on her bum with wide force. It really hurt. Katie shouted but loved it. Another punishing whack.

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

Two more than concentrated knock in nimble chronological succession. Her boldness were reddening up. Two more than more whacks, even harder. Katie started to whimper, although never letting go of the cock in her manus, a cock that was getting harder with each slap.

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

Katie's screaming was very existent, but she never let go of dad's tool, which now felt like hot steel.

Cheryl watched all this in all over envy. Which shocked and confused her as she hadn't thought this about herself before, and their dad had never before spanked either of his girl. She was normally terribly averse to anything terrible. Now she thought - bang - she wanted dada to spank her like that just as often as she wanted him to be intimate her, just like she'd seen him do to Katie before they ate dinner.

Beth sat and watched quietly, saying nothing, fighting a smile on her human face. She understood.

Finally Dave stopped the lacing, although Katie still wailed. He gently carressed Katie's blood red cheeks with his own now-very-pink mitt. It would be a patch before she would want to sit down. Dave parted those crimson cheeks and probed a finger down between them. He found her little arse and began rubbing it gently, then more firmly. Gradually, taking his time, he got a fingerbreadth into the entrance. Katie's screaming had stopped and reduced to intermittent whimperings. The more he got his finger's breadth in that hole, and then a 2nd one, the more than Katie's noise changed in quality : less a whimper now and more like an stretch sigh. By now Dave had a third finger inside his daughter and there was no resistence. Her mother fucker had completely opened up and was welcoming. Katie started to pant.

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

"Yes peach ?"

"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 feet without letting go of his cock. She stood up and looked him deep in the eyes. She cupped his big balls in her other hand and squeezed them as she talked.

Cheryl thought she might have to entrust the room. Her pussy had become so swamp it probably needed a towelling down. And her handwriting, too, as she had slipped it under her skirt and plowed it into her slit, squeezing her big button, back when papa started the whacking. It was all she could do to stop herself from getting up, lifting her skirt and throwing herself on daddy's lap. Her so very have it off, kind, sweet and barbarous Daddy. Katie was standing so that her glowing bum was directly in Cheryl's melodic phrase of great deal. She could see as well Katie's hand gripping Daddy's rigid cock.

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

Her pa - and her Sister - did not let down her.

"Do it, papa,"Katie said into her Father of the Church's eyes. She turned and somehow without dropping dad's putz, positioned herself over the boundary of the dining room tabular array with her ass up and sticking high in the air. She handed Daddy's tool to him, saying,"Do it, Daddy. Do it as hard as you can. form it like a preview of the sword spit only in the ass. Ram, me dada. Now ! !"

papa obeyed her. He pulled his fingers out off her rectum and moved his cock into position. He took a moment to gently caress her so-red boldness again, then separated them, took aim with his rooster and fucking plowed his trivial daughter. They both screamed, if for different reasons. Once he was in, he stopped for a second and Katie yelled,"No ! Don't check ! Fucking ram me ! realise me scream, relieve oneself me cry again but don't occlusion. And don't come until I tell --"

Her words got lost in her plaint as her Daddy did as he was told and pummelled Katie like a Piston on velocity, all the patch holding on to her tits as if they were indestructable grip. It was a curiosity to lay eyes on, Cheryl thought, watching and wishing and dreaming while a realization of that ambition was rectify in straw man of her, right here at the family dining room table.

more than once pa said he was going to have to come, but Katie would have none of it and shrieked for him to keep going. But, eventually, neither of them could last any more and animal randomness Cheryl was convinced could be heard across town blared as her founding father and her sister orgasmed and the ass-fucking stopped. When dad pulled out of Katie's bum, his cock was covered in blood.

Katie turned her mind to calculate back at him through her tear-stained face and said, very softly,"Thanks, daddy. I won't do anything wrong again. But you might have to prompt me so I don't forget."dad gave a big broad smiling to his minuscule cutey-pie and hugged and kissed her gently on her part lips, their natural language instantly entwined and exploring, pa's hands still kneading her lovely tits.

Beth had gone to the kitchen and returned with one of her dessert peculiarity : a chocolate sauce cake. She scooped out a goodly fortune on each of three crustal plate and set them before Dave, Cheryl and herself. She handed a spoon to Katie, who immediately reached down to her worn slit and pulled out the wine cork she had jammed in there earlier. It turned out to have been a successful move. Right away she could feel dada's before-dinner cum first to course out of her. She got the spoon in there immediately and scooped the cum and carried on to enjoy her own special dessert. Mmmm ....

On Tues, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this metre for nutrient for the barbecue dinner party. knock Katie was to be accompanied by braised brussel's sprouts, almandine William Green dome ( to be prepared by Katie as it was her kitchen specialty ), pan-fried potato and sweet potato potpourri, with a yogurt and scallion sauce, all sided by an endive, grapefruit and pecan salad - and, of course, versatile gash of Katie.

On this shopping pleasure trip they did not encounter any horny Whitney Young boys ( later admitting they were form of disappointed ) although there were, in the course of the good afternoon's grocery food-fondling, three different much older men lament on fondling of a different sorting. Each in their own way got good feels of meat-Katie's pussy and tits, one of them, perhaps seventy years old, even giving her a gentle kiss on the lips as he wished her well for her"big day ”, while sticking in and pulling out and licking a wet fingerbreadth from her bitch. The other two guy wire, perhaps in their lately 1940s, were especially nipple-focussed and certainly got those nipples aroused. Although, not surprisingly, they also took a couple of nice swipes at her cunt, both giving a squeezing to her clit, well-advertised as it was by her gleaming-in-the-sun cunt tag. Being of Old generations, they only referred to her as"center"- as in,"So, have a great day, gist !"But, to Katie, they seemed sweet and kind about it, so she thought it amusingly cool.

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

"Cheryl, it's just so horny you wouldn't believe it ! I almost wish I could live longer so there could be 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 have to be core before you can do that, right ? It just wouldn't gambol out otherwise, right ?"

"Totally properly. That's what's so dandy. You're like an available goddess or something, like almost nobody else in that consequence. All previous limitations just gone. You have no idea how extra it makes you palpate !"

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

"Exciting. No more worry, no more program to fret about. No to a greater extent disappointments. No to a greater extent judging. No Thomas More confusions. Just one week of perfection !"

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

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

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

Wednesday night Cheryl realized there was something she needed to ask Katie before she went to bed. She walked into her sis's elbow room ( they never knocked ) naked as usual before bed and discovered Katie lying on her bed with her crotch full of daddy's sass. 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 return me my last fuck before functionary tenderizing begins tomorrow. You're welcome to watch."

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

"Oh, yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Katie giggled, grabbed her dad's putz and said with a chuckle,"And you best, papa. My sister is a really nifty spell of ass."She shoved his cock into her twat and they went at it.

Cheryl sat on a soft chair and began rubbing her snatch, matching the speech rhythm of her dad and sister and managing to come pretty a good deal at the same prison term as they did, her body 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 research and cosmopolitan talk, was to dig the steel spit up through the cunt, puncher through the neck, puncture the uterus and slide into the stomach. Pause for a moment to determine affair, then align the rod to go up her esophagus, through her pharynx and into and out of her mouth. Being for certain to not hit sum or lungs. Obviously this last chore was not only the most critical but also the most difficult. A haywire motility and the girl would be killed too early. The roast and dinner would still be o.k. but the honeyed and agonizing journey for the young lady - and the guests - would be lost.

Under Tim's oversight, Dave practiced on the dummy with neat attention and vigilence.

"You've really got a knack there, Dave !"Tim exclaimed after only Dave's first try, getting it completely proper."But take a crap sure to forget just a little quagmire around the cunt so she can writhe a bit, and ideally cum a few clip before things get too hot. And here ..."He showed Dave how to confiscate the lowly spittle that would foreclose her from spinning while rotating in roasting - a precipitous rod into her anus and secured with a screw-clamp to the principal rod.

Dave went through the exercise three more clock time on the dummy, getting it perfect each time, the dummy's backtalk pried undecided with the spit rod sticking out two feet each time.

"Modern tongue,"Tim explained,"have a rod-within-a-rod with strategically-placed holes so the sum can breathe for a short so as to stay live as long as possible. What I have done is pattern it just a bit differently with staggered holes and at the lower berth end a fairly great wide orifice to encourage to a greater extent air initially from the lungs into the esophagus and thus into the spit. I've had slap-up feedback.

"You're an expert,"Dave said.

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

Dave high-fived the man.

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

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

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

Abby was more than"reticent"; 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 decisions. That she had no fucking desire to die and who the fuck did they think they fucking were ! She escaped from Tim's tight grip and threw everything she could get her hand upon across the way. Including the spit which she tried to spear up her father with. But Tim was an agile and in-shape man, and he had Dave's not-inconsiderable assistance and soon they were able to crucify the pocket-sized fille, slamming her down on the spit-table and near- strangling her until she went limp, allowing Tim to designate Dave the proper knotting technique with the string trussing and in short order Abby was bound ( and gagged ) much like a pig, lying on its rachis on the mesa, shaking.

"See what I mean ?"Tim said."Now, we do need to lube her up a bit so the tongue goes in nicely, easily and precisely. And she is my daughter. So I'll give her a good nooky 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 bill, Dave slid the tongue into her cunt, the first off six inches, almost touching her uterine cervix. He gave a speedy look to Tim, who nodded, and Dave rammed the rod right up through Abby, barely pausing in her venter before targeting her esophagus and getting the tongue up and out of her backtalk. Very prompt and very precise. Tim and Dave smiled triumphantly at each early while Abby screamed terribly ( they had not bothered to give her the pain-reduction lozenge ). When the rod tore out of her mouth and popped the gag her thigh-slapper changed tone, of course, as her vocal chords had been shredded.

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

"best teacher in the world,"Dave replied.

Tim picked up a knife and walked to the end of the table and looked down at Abby. Despite her squeals and screams, she was twitching, writhing on the spit. He looked at her snatch and it was unclouded another orgasm was going on. He glanced up at Dave and both raised their supercilium in proud salute and smiled and watched until the climax ebbed. Tim put an ear to the spit and could hear thoroughly air flow - his modification appeared to be working. When her fit slowed Tim slit Abby's throat, her blood gushing into a waiting bucket below her head. As this was just a drill run, there was no indigence for the spectacle of roasting her. Tim would simply butcher her and freeze her versatile cutting for future menage dinner.

On Thursday morning, dada showed his little girl what he had prepared for her final days, her official tenderize days. Years ago he had built a creature and gardening shed in their large back thou, all being very tidy and organized as was Dave's way. He'd even planted tree and yearbook around it to make it appear like Sir Thomas More than it was, almost like a tiny cottage. A twain of years back one of Beth's nephews, Jerrod, had come to visit for a summer so Dave brought in a nice cot into what they simply called"the Shed ”. He even ran plumbing and installed a shower stall and toilette. Yesterday Beth had dressed the bed with iron out sheets ( with respective spare part on a shelf ; changes would be needed she was certain ) and a flossy pacifier. She brought down a few movie and souvenir from Katy's elbow room to individualise the Shed a bit for her. For this was where she'd spend her terminal two days.

"It's big, dad !"Katie said, meaning it. For her final 60 minutes, her own little home and fuck-pad. She couldn't have been happier.

Dave took her outdoors and to the side of the Shed. And there Katie saw it for the initiatory time : the barbecue pit ! It was deep and widely and delineate with river careen. At each end of it, staked vertically into the Earth were grandiloquent iron bars ending upwards into a"Y": the stand upon which the spitting would be rested during cooking. And there were three early semi-"Y's welded along the poles to allow for height adjustments. At the ass-end the electrical rotisserie was affixed to its on magnetic pole and aligned to where the spit-pole would end.

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

"Thanks truelove. I only want the skilful for you."Dave had decided the investment in prison term and money was worth it. After all, this might not be only a old 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 neighbor, Al, and his fourteen-year-old son, Richard."I couldn't have done it without them."Dave said,"so I offered them a return party favour - if it's okay with you, Katie."

"What is it ?"

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

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

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

Thursday and Friday turned into quite the fuzz for Katie. She did her best to pee-pee time seem to adulterate out, given how very lilliputian of it she had left but it was, basically, just one prospicient and unending orgasm with brief sojourn to the shower and snippits of food which either Cheryl or Beth brought to her. Not that she was complaining. Her Daddy, of course, whether he was in her mouth, her ass or her cunt was always spectacular in getting her off.

But she also had the add together joy that Al and Richard brought. Al was about her dad's age, with a sweet and always severe cock and a way of using it that was different than papa and especially pleasant. He had this twist 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 touch modality of a blissful glow. And when he fucked her asshole she was consistently left with wanting just a bit more, although nicely warm and slippery inside as the man shot very respectable scads. 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 Boyne : the undisguised enthusiasm, the insane floor of general hornyness consuming not only his ( as it turned out ) very boastfully penis ( what a difference a class can take a leak at this phase of living ! ), but his entire trunk and brain, the losing-his-mind-completely muscle spasm of his orgasms, every clock time nearly passing out. ( Well, once he actually did, if only for a few seconds ). Like his dad, Richard, too was a kind and considerate kid, a really joy to fuck. Katie came to quite love taking him to the edge whether in her cunt, ass, mouth or by paw only to give up him just before his visor. ( Cheryl had provided her with some sound advice on just how to do that with, especially, a young boy ). This labour Richard mad. In a good way. And seemed to increase the already copious amount of cum he could force out. Many times during her tenderizing her entire aspect, neck and almost of her bureau 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 bedewed state of ageless top-shelf mind-altering climax.

On the Friday good afternoon, Cheryl brought her a cheese plate with moth-eaten heart and soul and mess and crackers ( Katie's request ). Richard had just finished giving her a thoroughgoing cunt-fuck and she was still panting, as was Richard. There was still quite a bit of cum on Katie's typeface, 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 thing for tomorrow. You go ahead and eat now. I'll wait a few instant and then send my dad in. It's his bend. 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 prick, which was still near-hard. She took a cracker from the cheese plate and scooped a bit of cum from her baby's brass and popped it into her mouth and mmm-mm'd.

Then, eyes on Richard's cock :"That's gracious. And it's grown."She reached over and gave Richard's dick a trivial squeeze around the read/write head."Mmmmm ..."

"Maybe after tomorrow,'” Richard said.

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

The former two looked at her, questioning.

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

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

Cheryl said :"So, sis. We're down to time of day now. Hours."Her eyes were as serious as they'd ever been."In a matter of hours you won't be able to plump for 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 consistency. She had asked pop to bring in it to her. As she and Cheryl talked, she stroked its spear-pointed tip with an ex tempore fondness.

"This is my destiny, now,"she said to her babe

"A fate you've chosen."

"Yes. With no rue. I've had a few days now that seem like a lifespan. What else could one ask for ? And what else could one hope for ? The in vogue statistics are showing nine out of ten giving birth are now female. They've just upped the high school lottery to thirty percent. Thirty pct ! Three out of ten girls get cooked no matter what, just the luck of a name out of a jar. And that's three out of ten with good grades. They're now looking at the failure charge per unit and soon if your grade are too low, your status modification to meat, and low grade 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 tickets ! They've got a lot of females to get rid of. Cheryl, the shoemaker's last affair I want to be is processed meat. Picked by the system, lined up, pharynx cut, butchered and in the supermarket in pieces before anyone knows it. At least this way it's our papa who does it, our Daddy who is giving me the easily days of my life history, my skillful stopping point twenty-four hours. And, like, I mean they really are the best. He's the greatest fan in the world !"

All during her monologue Katie was running her digit lightly over her puss. At one pointedness she reached under Cheryl's chick and played with her cunt, too.

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

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

But she was still passionate about her close."I'd rather be eaten by people I care about than just picked out of some computer storage freezer in bits and opus and fried up in some rotten kitchen in a dirty pan. I know I'll be absolutely in either case but at to the lowest degree this way I'll smell I was some part of my own destruction. And therefore some contribution of my own life history. I know that sounds twisted, but -"

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

Cheryl broke the spell."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 take ?"

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

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

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

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

Cheryl looked at Katie for a long mo, into her oculus."I'll do everything I can to make it the best day for you, Katie."They threw themselves into each other's implements of war for a long hug."And when it comes to the sculpture I've put dibs on a big man of your heart."

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

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

That Night the penalisation came, as it had to. papa walked in without a parole as Richard was leaving again, once more leaving Katie's expression cum-covered. Dave took off his belt and wrapped the crumple end around his hand.

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

"Yes, Daddy."

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

"Yes, Daddy, but you said -"

"How many clock time have you fucked that man ? And that boy ?"

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

"Well then maybe I'll drop off 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 good one with his leather rap. Katie oofed but also giggled. They both knew this was a secret plan, one in which she enjoyed the spanking to a spot, to the point where her pussycat got wet ( again, again ! ) and her bum got nice and red and deliciously lovesome. The pleasure and pain, Katie thought, were so commingled she couldn't separate them. She wondered how that would compare to the roasting pit.

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

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

"Oh yeah. Beautifully so."

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

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

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

"I love you more."

Sabbatum morning.

Katie woke up too soon, immediately in a state blended of fervour, fear and wonder. She had to be ready for the expectoration by football team but she didn't want to be rushed ; every moment now needed to be savoured. She took a really great and frankly beautiful last asshole, assisted by her middle-of-the-night uptake of a strong laxative. mightily away she conducted two pleasant enemas - she was determined to be squeaky clear everywhere. ( Thanks to Daddy, Al and Richard her arse was now so tenderized it was a very easy task ). She douched her twat even while knowing it would soon be filled up. She took a long hot exhibitor, scrubbing away at every part 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 screw. Just in time ! she thought. Nobody would have to be eating ugly - or plain - center !

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 of instruction, darling, but a spot of tea won't hurt. Just be sure to accept a trade good pee before you head out there."

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

"How're you doing, kiddo ?"

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

"Your daddy has been extremely diligent as usual. I'm for sure things will go perfectly. Have you taken the Survivil ?"That was the nuisance reduction birth control pill."And drank the conditioner ?"

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

"All the studies indicate that's dependable. You should be pretty awake and aware when the carving starts. No sleepy English effects."She gave her daughter's thigh a piddling pinch."I'm going to start here, if that's okeh. It looks juicy."

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

Beth bestowed her with her fond smile and kissed her on her forehead."I know,"she said.

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

Beth held Katie's face."I did think about it of course of study, although in my day there were less girls being born so the pressure was not the same 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 determination and I respect myself for it. Just as I respect you for what you are about to do."She kissed her daughter on the lips, long and slow, their tongues sharing a big intimacy."Now Katie, there's something I'm going to evidence you that you must keep secret. right to your death."

Katie drew in a breath ; she loved secrets."I won't say anything. promise. And, anyway, in about an hour I'll have a steel saliva up my cunt and out my sass. I won't be capable to peach even if I want to."

Beth almost chuckled as she told her her little gem.

"Omigod !"Katie squawked."Ommigod !"



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

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

"Yeah I did, actually."

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

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

"well I guess that depends."

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

To dada, Cheryl said,"These are the son we told you about, from Monday : Darren, Nathan and Tom."The boys muttered hello's. Dave and Beth nodded at them. All three were full phase of the moon of big if a bit tentative smiling and wearing loose-fitting short pants and naught else, not even shoes.

Katie was thrilled."Boys ! You came. Totally chill !"She absently rubbed at her defenseless snatch as she gave them each one of her adult grin. She could see that all three had toilsome bulges tenting their crotches. They all looked to Cheryl for leadership.

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

Anybody who knew Katie would screw from the tone on her face that she thought this was just about the greatest idea ever. She looked in undisguised desire at the lustful faces of her very young new admirer. But she was mindful of tradition. And of her Daddy. She turned to front at him, saying to the boys,"But my Daddy would still be the last one, right ?"

The boys chorused yes's and for-sures.

Daddy, Katie thought, looked uncertain."It would add to the show, papa. Our guest would love it especially as these boys are so vernal. And, Daddy,"she added with a wide smile,"It would add more to the cum gold rush you're planning."Dave had told her that when she was near-to-cooked he was going to mix his cobbler's last cumshot with all her make fun drippage to make the best bunce ever.

Dave gave this some thought but the pleading looking at on his daughter's face and the longing looks on the boys'won him over."Okay !"he said."What the hell ! Let's form this the in effect roast ever ! For our Katie !"

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

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 boys were also wondering if they could pre-select their gist. Daddy gets the puss filet of track, but ..."

"Up to you, Katie,"Daddy said.

Katie beamed at the male child."Well, what would you wish ?"

Simultaneously Tom and Donnie shouted,"Tit ! ”.

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

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

Katie looked at her pappa."Not verbalise for yet,"he said.

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

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

"O.K.,"Cheryl said to everyone,"Let's all go get ready. appearance starts in just over an hour. And, male child, you probably won't need it but I'd love to fluff you if you'd like, whether you need it or not !"Judging by the wide heart on all three faces, along with their crotch rubbing, there was clearly no objection from the sonny boy. Noticing how hard and horny the three boy were, Cheryl added,"Now be careful, male child. Don't accidentally blow your loads too soon. We want all your cum in Katie's cunt."Then, to Nathan,"And asshole."

Apart from thinking it would be a lot of fun to imbibe these Loretta Young penises Cheryl was quite certain - although she hadn't told him her plan - that her sweetheart Alex would receive it all pretty arousing and might sleep together her senseless once Katie was on the spit and roasting. Well, not"might ”. She would see to that. And also see to having Richard conjoin them, honouring Katie's request. She and Beth had laid out mantle throughout the yard in broad prospect that the company would see a lot of roll in the hay, sucking, diddling and paddling and she had a lot of pent-up hornines to put out. populace sex, she remindeed herself, had always been a huge favourite of hers, going back to when she was really Loretta Young. She and Alex.

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

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

"good-by 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 initiative few steps, her mitt cupped over one of Katie's bum-cheeks, fingers prodding the crack.

Stepping out the doorway of the hut, Katie got her first look at the preparations her crime syndicate had made for her. Near the barbecue pit, which already was filled with glowing ember laced with slabs of hickory ( Cheryl told her ) was a foresightful table setup with the lengths of twine lying across it : the trussing table. Lying along its length was the comrade glinting stainless sword spit and its picayune anal-balancing brother.

Over a big section of the one thousand was one of those company awnings, with C of balloons affixed to the upper portion of it, floating gaily skyward. Under the sunblind were a number of tabular array and chairs set for four but easily adaptable to any arrangement. Potted flowers were arranged around the whole intimacy. Katie's preferred euphony 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 stocked bar.

The weather had cooperated ; it was a sun-strewn perfectly warm day. to the highest degree of the invited invitee had come for the wide ceremonial occasion : the spitting, the cooking, the feeding. In the hours that it would take away Katie to get completely well-done, while they could observe, there was heaps of liquor, camaraderie and, probably, considerable acts of wanton sex ; these events had become such a great excuse as all norms tended to be shelved for the duration.

daddy led his daughter over to the trussing table and held her hand as she climbed onto it. For a moment, she sat on the bound, smiling gleaming, her coat of arms waving as if she were on a fair air bladder."Thank you so much everyone ! Enjoy ! Enjoy - me !"

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

To the incline were three hot seat occupied by the three Starbuck's immature male child, knickers shed. Cheryl was in figurehead of them on her knee joint, shuffling along sucking one, then the other, then the other. Like she was playing a penis marimba or something. Pausing on social occasion for a adorable ball-tickle and squeezing. Teasing the hell out of them. Taking a second to take care over the crew, she was quite trusted she could discover which I were these kids'parents, judging by their jealous smiles.

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

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

"Hi,"Tom said as he allowed Cheryl to lead his cock into Katie's puss, this way of proceeding having been Katie's request ; she was smashing on her babe's involution when feasible. 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 fall. Katie gasped, the consultation clapped and Cheryl gave his pecker a little lick when he pulled it out of Katie.

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

Next was Nathan of course. Katie took just a fiddling of the acccumulating cum in Katie's cunt and smeared it on her anus ; a lilliputian lubricator wouldn't scathe. Then she guided Nathan's mellifluous cock into her sister's welcoming mother fucker. When they had both come, Cheryl, slid the cock out. It was all she could do not to mount it, she was so wet and awaken, 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 family line in the crowd, friends, Cheryl assumed, of the boys.



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

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

She was too trussed-up to use her hands, but her eyes and voice did the employment, as did her kitty-cat as she was able to move it side to side in invitation."nooky ME, DADDY !"

Dave slowly, gradually, pushed his cock into her Lester Willis Young and used cunt. With all the boys'cum already in there, he slipped in like, well, a greased pig. But her vaginal wall were still youthful and stiff and clamped firmly onto his dick as nature intended. Dave hadn't fucked her since the late afternoon, leaving the final exam tenderizing to the father-son team of Al and Richard. He wanted to have as much cum for her ( and the futurity gravy ) as possible. He was also determined to take his fourth dimension so that his final exam piece of tail with her would be a memorable one, even if she would shortly receive no memory at all.

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

Dave was encouraged and did a few thrusts where he would displume all the way out, then jam it back in, then shove as hard as he could, seeking her uterine cervix. He found a way to kind of literally screw his cock into her, like her slit was a bolt. This got redundant squeals from his daughter.

And Katie not only did"take it ”, but seemed to reach new heights. Dave was worried that she might exit out. And then he couldn't take any Thomas More himself and completely put down inside her. Katie screamed in that secure 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 clapping as about twenty people can apply.

Neither Katie nor Dave moved for a few import. Beth grabbed a brush and began covering Katie with a barbecue sauce, although not a midst and glutinous one. Katie and Dave had agreed on a sauce only for subprogram - to proceed her meat moist during cooking - so this was mostly oil-based with just a minuscule in the way of sugar and herb. 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 hubby. The time was now.

Dave pulled his stopcock out of his daughter and picked up the spit. He brandished it up in the air vertically. He swore to gathered friends later that he did not specify or plan it, but when he held the expectoration high, it caught a particular proposition sunbeam and flashed in contemplation as if in a movie shot. There was a murmer from the audience.

Dave brought the saliva down, holding it at the half-way mark. He aligned it with Katie's cunt and stared into her oculus. They sparkled back at him. As if that was a sign, Dave gently slid the discriminating end of the spit into Katie's well-lubed cunt, into the six-inch mark, just grazing her uterine cervix. She couldn't assistance twitch a touch.

Dave said to her :"Now just hold really still for a second, sweetie."She stopped moving."That's in effect. That's respectable, dear."With the tip resting in her cunt, Dave was able to slide his hand up to the other end of the expectoration and, without warning, jammed the whole rod up into her as severely and fast as he could, as Tim had instructed and as he had practiced. She screamed a wrenching sidesplitter as he felt he reached her tum and positioned for her esophagus. One more shove and he was up and through and the spit was protuding out of her mouth. Katie's shrieking turned into an pain 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 fantabulous.

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

Despite all the anticipation, Cheryl was shocked. Although perhaps more about how fast it all happened. And how cleanly at to the lowest degree so far ; Katie had only a trickle of blood running out the side of meat of her mouth. She was blinking rapidly. Cheryl went near and looked her sister in the eye. Then realized that Katie was already writhing, twisting her clit on the bit that she could on the rod, which had been redesigned with a ridged plane section at the cunt end, another Tim foundation. Cheryl could see that Katie's rapid eye apparent movement was an reading of yet another longsighted coming. She smiled at her baby. Katie made a small grunt back, unable to speak of line. Although Cheryl was convinced her baby was trying to smile.

Dave had to get going. Katie could stay alive only so long in this condition, even with the supporter of Survivil, and he'd promised her to do everything he could to have her watcher the first couplet of helping of her meat going into a mouth.

Dave waved in a pre-planned signal to Richard, who was standing to the side, naked with a replete bloomer. Richard walked over to Katie's head-end and took appreciation of the protruding expectoration, being sure to drag his rooster across her face in the process. Katie made a little odd noise. Meanwhile Dave was back holding the cunt-end of the spit. Together the man and the boy raised the rod and lifted Katie clear of the table. Strangled speech sound struggled out of her shoot down mouth.

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

Dave turned to his hearing, looking at his lookout."Perfect timing. dinner will be at seven. In the meantime,"he gestured,"there's a bar and snacks. And lots of room to get up to whatever suits your fantasy ! There's plaything at the end of tha bar table."

He approached Katie's chief ,."All going great, dearest !"He noticed her still writhing on the expectoration."Feeling undecomposed ?"He knew she couldn't answer but her center told him all was well. Presumably the portmanteau word of pain sensation and pleasance was maybe divine. In fact, he started getting hard again just thinking about it, even so soon after having just been in that cunt.

Katie rotated and writhed some more.

Cheryl was lingering nearby, enchanted. Somehow during the blow-jobs she had lost her apparel and, appreciating the appreciation she was getting from the men and boys in the audience, decided to remain 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 gasp crotch,"she had a sort of last wishing for me."

Alex, knowing Cheryl so well, understood exactly what that would be and immediately began stroking her bitch. Cheryl smiled and said,"With a little wrinkle. Be the right way back."She merged into the crew 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 mantle. Alex quickly lost his clothes. They sat down and Katie said to these boys :"Katie wanted us to lionise. Together. You guys cool ?"

The two boy shared looks that made it clean-cut they were More than aplomb. Alex took Richard's hard putz in his mouth and began working on it, very shortly joined in the project by Cheryl. She noted Richard's peter felt just as lovely as she had expected when seeing it the day before. In forgetful orderliness, all three were sucking, feeling and fucking each other in all combinations and with with enceinte glee. Richard expressed happy surprisal as he'd never contempleted sex with a boy before. Alex was a bit of an old manus on that front.

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

And so the afternoon passed. A lot of the great unwashed fucked and/or did whatever impulse pleased them. She even saw her mother going at it with a young man she didn't know. And Daddy appeared to be having a skillful deadening piece of ass with Al's wife who had showed up all naked. She just couldn't believe her Daddy's stamen ! A week ago she'd had no idea ! I guess this is what they call growing up, she thought.

band of wine-coloured, lots of pulp. All good. And with the increasingly delectable aroma of beautifully cooking girl substance wafting on the sluttish breeze.

After what seemed like not that long, Dave pulled his tool out of a lovely 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 sweet and still a bit innocent with a very fresh twat. As soon as Dave was out, that cunt got immediately re-occupied by one of the son, Tom, as the girl gasped.

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

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

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

"matter of fact we did. Last night for dinner. Went right for it and had the cunt filet and hip roast."He gave Dave a befuddled look."But, to distinguish the true statement, it was a trivial 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 gloves and took an end of the expectoration, lifted it up and took Katie over to the long dining table, and set the carcase down on its back, on a bed of previouslyplaced clams and berries."You do the honours,"Tim said to Dave.

Dave took a firm grip on the spit and slowly slue it out of Katie's body, careful not to damage her cunt with the sharp point as it exited. He set the pitter-patter digression and removed the anal adhesion. He picked up a bowl and then a serving spoon with a long handle which he used to scoop out the cognitive content of her snatch, the mixture of cum and roasted dead body juices. To his pleasure there was quite a bit more than he had expected. He repeated the like up her bastard and, again, got more than he had anticipated. He ended up with a good bowl which he poured into a orotund pan. While Tim began his methodical carving of Katie, Dave put the pot on a burner on his barbeque and began adding some herbaceous plant and spice, mixing all the while. He only needed to add a bit of starch to get the right consistency, then set the pot on low to simmer for a few minutes.

Tim had a list of the 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 haircloth follicles. He handed the steaming labia to Dave on a plate and Dave ladled some of the bubbling cum bunce over it. He went right away to Katie's nerve. She was so cooked it was knockout to tell but he believed that her lastly thread of life was still unbroken and that she could see him. He sliced a mouth-sized piece of her pussy, swirled it in the cum godsend, and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly ( God, it was SO practiced ! ) 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 glad fortuity : his backtalk slipped on her sebaceous skin and he ended up biting off her downcast lip. And, well, it was terribly tasty as he chewed and swallowed it.

Tim approached him with a little beat nubbin of something between his fingerbreadth."Her clitoris,"Tim said,"It always stays intemperately, doesn't interruption down, so I trimmed it. You can suck in on it like a lozenge whenever you want to think back her and all this. It will lastly for ages and a little taste will linger on it for quite a long while."

Dave took the clit and expressed his gratitude.

Dave approached the bombastic mantle on the lawn that Cheryl and her two fuckees had claimed. They had been joined by the Starbuck's boys, all having retrieved collection plate and cutlery and wine. Dave carried a large platter upon which Tim had arranged the agreed-upon deletion of Katie : the anus for Nathan, one breast with crunchy nipple for the former two boy, inside thighs for both sometime boys and then, to Cheryl : a large man of heart. Dave said to Cheryl as he handed it to her,"Tim says we're lucky. The meat doesn't always cook at the Same time as the rest but Katie was so tenuous it all worked out."

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

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

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

"To Katie !"everyone chimed back.

And they all dug in. To Katie.

Late into the night, Cheryl found herself standing in the middle of the 1000, stuffed, a bit drunk and not a niggling fagged. Yes, there had been dancing, and she had tried to honour Katie by fucking everyone in attendance, and had been close to succeeding, she thought. Certainly her cunt was puffy and sore, not to mention her electrocution dickhead and aching jaw. But also certainly : no regrets.

The fire in the pit had died out. Katie's remains had been packaged up and her os and some vegatables had been put on to simmer in the kitchen for stemma. most of the Guest had drifted off and her parents were doing clean-up with the volunteered assistance 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 mother, ideally in the ass. ( She did own a rather splendid 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 nice smile at her Mommy."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 Cy Young cock. And his balls are so smooth they're a pleasure to solve. And consume in and give suck. You can get both in at the same fourth dimension. And almost no hair or stubble."

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

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

"Did she tell apart 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 aright hand reaching down and stroking her cunt.

"Well ?"Katie asked with an impatient tone.

"fountainhead what ?"

"Your arcanum. You can tell me Mommy."

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

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

"mamma ! You can't have mystery ! Not on a day like today !"

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

"What ?"

"Yes, knocked up."

"Daddy ?"

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

"sanctum dickhead !"

"ternion months. A girl of course."

"Omigod ! That's peachy, right ?"

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

Cheryl looked at her mother for a couple of minutes, her cheek screwing up a bit."You know, Mommy, there's this sort of new affair, right ? With fraught women ?"Leading up to her baby's roast, Cheryl had done a lot of research on the later cannibal intelligence and goings on, and of trend 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 call but because of an old food smasher that inspired that Song : chicken and clavus egg-drop soup. Gallus gallus and egg together, right ? mummy and child."

Beth nodded."They say it's best done at eight months when the sister is near-term, fattened up enough. There are proficiency where you can get roasted together. I read an clause where it said a slice of mummy and a piece of infant on the same plate is quite something."Beth smiled her Beth-smile, always with an enigmatic Curl.

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

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

Cheryl was a bit speechless. Her mother today was an extremum Revelation of Saint John the Divine. It was going to take her some time to get her head around this.

Dave came over to them, popping Katie's button into his mouth and slowly suction."How's things ?"

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

Daddy and Cheryl looked at each early and smiled. What day all around ! Wonder what tomorrow will play ?

TO BE CONTINUED ?