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The More, the Merrier	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 21859 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. I made no money from writing this story. No yoga class I've ever taken turned out like this.

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Chapter 4
Coltrane had just cleaned himself up from ass-fucking Jenny when Dr. Hirano approached him, holding Ginger by the hand.
“I think the time has come,” she said. “Don’t you, Coltrane?”
“For sure,” Coltrane replied, smiling down at the girl. She looked up at him with a grin.
“Ginger,” Dr. Hirano said, turning to her daughter, “are you ready to have your first time with Coltrane?”
Ginger nodded eagerly. “Uh-huh!”
“Good. And do you remember what you should do now?”
Ginger looked up at Coltrane with a mix of shyness and eagerness as she replied, “Give myself to him. Completely.”
Despite his recent orgasm, Coltrane went hard as he heard the little girl speak these words. He felt himself get even harder as Dr. Hirano spoke again.
“That’s right. Coltrane is a skilled and considerate lover. If you put yourself completely in his hands, he’ll make you feel every bit as good as he makes your sister and me feel.”
Coltrane smiled down at Ginger, and the girl smiled back, no longer shy.
“I’m yours, Coltrane,” she said.
She put her arms up, inviting him to pick her up and place her where he would. Coltrane smiled at her and lifted her onto the arm of the living room sofa.
“This way,” he murmured to her, “I can look at your beautiful face the whole time.”
Ginger smiled at him, and her cheeks and chest glowed pink with desire.
He kissed her. Her lips were small and soft and delicate, yet so warm and welcoming, as though she were inviting him with her mouth to kiss her more deeply, more ardently. And so he did, and her legs wrapped around him, pulling her naked thighs tight against his even as their tongues touched and teased one another inside her mouth. Coltrane knew that this tongue-play excited her because it satisfied, in a small way, the instinctive desire that she shared with her mother and older sister: the need to be opened, to be penetrated, to be taken, deep inside.
As they kissed, Coltrane’s hand moved down between Ginger’s smooth, slender thighs. His fingers parted her simple folds and found her opening, and his index finger pushed gently inside. Ginger sighed into his mouth, a sound of both joy and longing for more.
Coltrane worked his finger in and out of her for perhaps a minute. As he did this, Ginger sucked on his tongue, encouraging him to push it deeper into her mouth. His arms around her, he could practically feel her increasingly urgent need for him.
He wouldn’t make her wait any longer.
“Ready?” he asked unnecessarily.
“So ready,” Ginger breathed in his ear.
He pulled away, putting just enough space between their bodies for him to reach down and place the thick head of his cock, now ragingly erect, against Ginger’s opening. Then, as she gripped his shoulders and locked eyes with him, he pushed in.
“Ohhhh!” Ginger cried.
It wasn’t pain. It was relief, release, the sound of her body and soul finally getting what they had so long hungered for.
As he slowly eased into her, Coltrane looked at nothing but Ginger’s face. When he saw her bite her bottom lip, he paused.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
The little girl nodded vigorously. “Don’t stop,” she panted. “I want this more than anything.”
He couldn’t get all the way into her—her immature pussy could take barely two thirds of his length before he bottomed out within her. But her channel gripped him so tightly and eagerly that the pleasure was immense. The only thing more wonderful than fucking a beautiful little girl was fucking one who was so eager to be fucked by you.
He started moving inside her, slowly, his gaze still fixed on Ginger’s face.
“I’m finally inside you,” he murmured. “And I love it.”
“Yes,” Ginger gasped. “You’re so big in me, and it’s so good…”
“Oh, yes,” he heard Dr. Hirano sigh. He turned his head and saw her watching raptly.
But his focus returned immediately to Ginger. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted, and he could see in her slightly knitted brow her willful attention to every sensation, as if she didn’t want to miss a millisecond of the experience of her first fuck with Coltrane.
He began thrusting into her a little faster. Her lips opened wider, and her legs again wrapped around him, pulling at him rhythmically, helping him fuck her.
“So beautiful…” he heard Dr. Hirano murmur. “Fuck her, sweet Coltrane, fuck my beautiful baby girl…”
Ginger truly was beautiful. Her sweet face, her perfect, glowing skin, her small, lovely body…they all made Coltrane realize just how lucky he was to be the lover—in every sense of the word—of a beautiful woman, a beautiful teenage girl, and now a beautiful child.
“More,” Ginger moaned, her eyes closed but her hands gripping his arms passionately. “Harder…fuck me harder, Coltrane…”
He didn’t need to be asked twice. He took firm hold of Ginger’s waist and started plowing the little girl vigorously.
“Oh yes,” Ginger moaned. “Oh yes, you’re fucking me, Coltrane, we’re actually fucking and it’s so good and I love it and I love you…”
“I love you…too…baby girl,” Coltrane panted.
Her voice vibrating with Coltrane’s thrusts, Ginger pleaded, “Cum inside me…cum in me…like you cum…in Mommy…and Stacy…”
“Oh God yes,” Coltrane panted, fucking the little girl as fast and as hard as he could. “I wanna…cum in you…and make…you cum…with me…”
“Yes,” Ginger whimpered. “Cum in me…and I’ll be yours…forever…and ever…”
Those words, so sweet and sexual and true, spoken in Ginger’s lovely young voice, pushed Coltrane’s arousal over the line. He shouted “YEEEESSSSS!” and drove into her to shoot his load deep inside her small body. Ginger screamed loud and long at a pitch that only a young girl could reach and thrashed in Coltrane’s grip, with only the strength of the boy’s arms preventing her from falling off the arm of the sofa.
When it ended, Coltrane lifted Ginger up in his arms and held her close. Her head was next to his, and he felt her warm breath on his ear as she spoke.
“I’m yours,” she whispered.
“Yes, you are,” he whispered back, “and I’m so glad.”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Dr. Hirano wipe away a tear.
***
Roger and Melanie had greatly enjoyed double-teaming the teenage Stacy Hirano, bringing both the girl and themselves to screaming orgasms. But Melanie was anxious to indulge her other passion—young boys—and now that preteen Pedro had finished with fellow young newcomer Sally, Melanie seemed anxious to have a turn with the boy. Roger, on the other hand, found himself craving another teenage girl, and as Jenny was just approaching Balthazar and his dog for some attention, only one such girl was available at the moment. Which was just fine with Roger.
“Vanessa, my dear,” he said, approaching his niece even as his eyes took in the lovely shape of her nude body, “I’m very much enjoying your yoga club.”
“Glad to hear it, Uncle Roger,” the girl replied with an unmistakably sexy smile.
He stepped within reach of her and said, “Perhaps you would like to show me some of your favorite…poses.”
“Oh,” she replied, “I definitely would.”
He bent down and kissed her soft, full lips. Vanessa put her arms around his neck and pulled herself up on tiptoe to return the kiss. Her young body was soft and warm against his, and he pulled her close.
When the kiss broke, Roger murmured in his niece’s ear, “You’re a very attractive young woman, Vanessa. Perhaps I shouldn’t admit this, but I’ve secretly wanted to do this with you since you were fourteen.”
“It’s okay, Uncle Roger,” Vanessa whispered in reply. “I’ve been wanting to do this with you since I was twelve.”
Roger raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“You’ve always been the most handsome, confident, grown-up man I’ve ever known. In fact,” she said, pushing her body against his, “the very first time I ever jilled off, I thought about you while I did it.” She put her lips to his ear and added, “And I came like crazy.”
Roger went instantly hard, his erection pressing sideways against Vanessa’s smooth thigh.
“Well,” he said, “let’s see if we can’t make that happen again.”
With his muscular arms, he lifted Vanessa up and put her back against the wall. He could see the surprise on her face when, instead of merely raising her hips to the level of his, he lifted her all the way up until she was sitting on his shoulders, her thighs on either side of his head and her hands braced against the ceiling. And he could only imagine how much more surprised she must have looked when he started eating her out.
“Oh, God!” she moaned. “Oh, Uncle Roger…”
As he feasted on her sweet teenage nectar, Vanessa wrapped her legs around his head. Her thighs were warm and silky-smooth against the sides of his face, yet they were palpably muscular, reminding Roger how young and fit his niece was. And, thus, turning him on further.
“Oh!” Vanessa cried as he began sucking her clit with élan.
Her gasps and whimpers quickly rose in both volume and frequency as her uncle pleasured her mercilessly. This was a point of personal pride for Roger: his ability to pleasure a woman so skillfully, to arouse her so much, that she would, unprompted, say what Vanessa said now.
“Please, Uncle Roger,” she moaned. “Please fuck me!”
He pulled his face from his niece’s wet sex. “Of course, my dear.”
Vanessa put her hands on his head to steady herself as Roger gently lifted her up off of his shoulders and then lowered her down until her hips were level with his, her back firmly against the wall. She put one hand on his shoulder; with the other, she reached down and took hold of his erect cock. He felt her fingers exploring it, measuring it.
“It’s just as nice in real life as it is in my fantasies.”
Roger smiled. “So, you still fantasize about me?”
She smiled back at him, and as she put his cockhead against her wet, wide-open entrance, she replied, “Some things a girl never grows out of, Uncle Roger.”
He pressed forward, and both of them groaned with pleasure as Roger’s cock entered Vanessa’s pussy. It gripped him as he pushed in, as though it were trying to savor every inch of his length.
Her face was at the height of his upper chest, and she looked so very beautiful as her pouty lips parted and her dark-blue eyes gazed up at him. Her lips parted further as he hilted inside her. She was tight around him, as though her pussy were gripping him lovingly. Maybe it was.
“You fill me up so nice,” Vanessa sighed.
“Vanessa, my dear,” Roger murmured, “it seems we’re a very good fit.”
He began thrusting into her, slowly, savoring the heat and snugness of his niece’s welcoming pussy, which felt so good on every push in and pull out. And then there was the feel of her small breasts pressed against his broad chest, the hardness of her erect nipples contrasting deliciously with the softness of the rest. The cherry on top was the sound of her breath in his ear, so unassumingly sultry; it was like he could hear the fullness of her lips, and the slow burn of her desire.
He was holding her up by her beautifully shapely ass, and she was braced against the wall, so her hands were free to roam his back. The gentle touch of her fingers was exquisite; hardly what Roger would expect from a teenager. But then, Vanessa wasn’t most teenagers.
Having so recently gotten his rocks off with young Stacy, Roger had hoped to make this liaison with Vanessa last a good while. But the fact was that although banging a cute teenage girl he barely knew had been very nice indeed, having sex with his beautiful, sensual niece—about whom he had fantasized for the past two years, and who had apparently fantasized about him for even longer—transcended nice and ventured into the territory of fantastic.
So although they had been fucking for only a couple of minutes, Roger found himself picking up the pace. But contrary to his expectations, Vanessa didn’t seem to mind at all.
“Oh, yes,” she breathed. “Fuck me harder, Uncle Roger…Your cock feels so good in me…”
Roger gripped Vanessa’s plush ass harder and pressed the girl more firmly against the wall as he fucked her. He tried to control himself, but it was useless; he couldn’t keep from plowing his beautiful niece ever harder, ever faster, until he was fucking her full-force.
“Vanessa…my dear…” he gasped, “I’m going…to cum… very…soon…”
“Oh, God…I’m almost there!” the girl cried. “If you cum…inside me…I’ll cum…too!”
That was it for Roger; his niece basically asking him to shoot his load into her was one of the most erotic things he had ever heard. He squeezed her ass hard and roared as his cum jetted into his niece’s young body, making her scream with ecstasy as she came along with him.
He let her down onto her feet, and then they both lay down together on the nearest yoga mats. Vanessa leaned her head against Roger’s shoulder.
When he had caught his breath, Roger said, “I had been hoping to make that last a bit longer.”
“Don’t worry, Uncle Roger,” Vanessa replied. “If you keep coming to Yoga Club, we’ll have plenty of chances to do this again.”
“I’d like that.”
***
Sally had had a very nice time having sex with Pedro, And before that being fingered to orgasm by Vanessa. Despite having experienced the first two orgasms of her life in the past hour, she was starting to have the same sort of feelings she had been having before those two events—feelings of wanting something, needing something. The only difference was that now, she knew what that something was, and she was beginning to understand where those feelings came from.
She was sitting on Monty’s lap. Like Vanessa had earlier, Monty was moving his hands all over her small body, touching her in nice-feeling ways, in nice-feeling places. His fingers caressed her back, toyed with her nipples, and probed the cleft between her thighs. And there was something very nice—only later would she learn to call it “erotic”—about the way his hand was just the right size to cup one of her little bottom-cheeks. And then, when he finished fondling her down there and lowered her fully onto his lap again, the way his hard cock nestled right between her buns, as if it wanted to make sure she wouldn’t forget that it was there…and ready.
“Sally, sweetie,” Monty murmured in her ear, “in a minute, I’m going to put my cock inside you, like Balthazar did.”
Torn between anxiety and arousal, Sally haltingly replied, “But…your cock is bigger than Balthazar’s. A lot bigger.”
“Don’t worry,” Monty said, stroking Sally’s hair. “Your pussy might look small, but it’s made to stretch. Besides, Vanessa told me she got two fingers inside you earlier. My cock’s not much thicker than that.”
She turned her head and looked up at his face. He leaned down and kissed her sweetly on the forehead.
Monty seemed so nice. She didn’t think he would hurt her. So she said, “O…okay.”
“Good girl,” Monty replied, stroking her hair again. “Now stand up for a sec.”
Sally obeyed. She turned around to see Monty take a bottle of lubricant off a side table and apply a liberal amount of the clear gel to his hard cock.
“All set,” he said, smiling at her. “Now, come sit on my lap again, but this time, do it facing me.”
Sally came close, straddling Monty’s lap. Before she could sit down, he put a hand on her bottom to halt her.
“Just a sec. I’m going to hold my cock straight up. Then you just sit down on it slowly until it goes inside you.”
“Okay.”
“Do it whenever you’re ready.”
She lowered herself down until Monty could position the head of his cock firmly against her entrance. Then he moved his hands to her waist.
“Okay,” he said, now face to face with her. “Come down nice and slow.”
Remembering what Vanessa had told her, Sally took a few slow, deep breaths, letting her whole body relax. Then she lowered herself down, letting her body weight help Monty’s cockhead push her pussy open. She could actually feel it, her little hole widening as it began to stretch to accommodate him. It made her think of a flower blooming, and she lowered herself down a little more.
It did hurt, being stretched open wider than ever before by the thick knob of flesh inside her. But it also felt good—really good, the way Vanessa’s two fingers had. Better than that, in fact, because this was a cock, a grown-up cock, or close to it. And just knowing that that’s what she had inside her was making the sensation even more pleasurable.
She put more of her weight into it, pushing herself down and taking another inch inside her, then another, then another.
“Ahhhhhh,” she moaned.
“Mmm, so good, sweetheart,” Monty murmured in her ear.
She continued inching downward, aching from being stretched but aching more powerfully to have him fully inside her.
“It’s, it’s so big in me,” she whimpered. “It feels so nice…I want…I want it all in me…”
Now, gently but firmly, Monty’s hands began pulling her down, helping her impale herself more deeply on his cock.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh,” Sally moaned, feeling Monty’s thick member going in and in and in. She couldn’t believe there was so much room inside her.
And then her thighs came to rest against Monty’s. The teenager leaned his head down and murmured in her ear.
“Sally, I don’t know how, but I’m all the way inside you. Does it feel good, baby?”
She nodded her head vigorously. The mere idea was almost overwhelmingly good. Sally felt so very full of Monty’s cock, and to know that she had taken all of it…
“M- Monty,” she whimpered. “Please…f- fuck me…”
The teen’s big hands moved from Sally’s waist to her little bare bottom. Slowly, he lifted her up, then let her sink back down until she was full of him again.
“Yessssss…” Sally sighed. “Oh, yes, please…”
Monty raised and lowered Sally again, and again, and again. Then she put her small hands on his shoulders and began helping him pull her up each time, then releasing the pull completely at the top—telling Monty without words, and without even fully understanding herself what she wanted, that she wanted to come down harder on his lap, to drive him into herself more forcefully.
And Monty got the message, because he began lifting her up more sharply and then dropping her, letting her bodyweight plunge her down onto his lap and force his cock up into her body. The first time he did it, Sally cried “AH!” and then begged Monty with her eyes for him to do it again. He did, grunting with pleasure into Sally’s ear as his cock forced itself up into her.
Now, they began fucking in earnest. Sally did her best to participate, but because she was so much smaller and less strong than Monty, she felt like she wasn’t so much fucking as being fucked.
But being fucked was great. Bouncing up and down on Monty’s cock, feeling it thrust deep inside her again and again and again…it was so good that she didn’t want it to end.
“Monty,” she whimpered, “don’t stop…please don’t stop…”
“Oh…Sally…” Monty breathed in her ear, “I’m not…gonna stop…’til I cum…inside you…”
Sally at least sort of knew what “cum” meant; when she and Balthazar fucked, Balthazar had shouted the word right before he had his orgasm (another new word Sally had learned today). But Sally wasn’t completely clear on whether “cum” meant having an orgasm, or whether it referred to the white liquid-y stuff that Balthazar had shot inside her when he had his.
But right now, she didn’t care; she just wanted this, this feeling of Monty’s thick member plunging into her and filling her up again and again, her little bottom slapping against his toned thighs every time, his strong arms lifting her small body up and down, fucking her, making her fuck him.
And now that feeling started to rise within her again, the feeling she’d just discovered today: that wonderful, powerful feeling that was so indescribably good that all you could do when it hit you was scream and thrash and convulse like you’d lost your mind.
“M- Monty,” she whined, “I’m…I’m gonna…I’m gonna…!”
“Me too, baby!” Monty panted, now fucking little Sally as hard as he could. “Right…right- NOW! AHHHHH!”
He slammed her down hard onto his lap, and Sally felt his cockhead hit her deepest place and then shoot his hot, thick cum up into her, somehow into a place even deeper than where his cock had gone, and now Sally could do nothing but scream, thrashing her head wildly as her arms and legs seized Monty’s body with all her strength so that his hot, so-good seed could go nowhere else but that deep, deep place where it belonged.
When it was over, Sally continued clinging to Monty. Her head fell forward against the panting boy’s heaving chest.
“Sally,” Monty said, “that was…really…really good…”
“Uh-huh,” Sally breathed. It was all she could say; no other words could begin to describe what she was feeling. All she knew was that she wanted to do this again—and again, and again.
***
Balthazar had been waiting for the right moment to approach Gretchen and Adyson, but that time was not yet. Vanessa had advised him to wait until the session was near its end, and that before then, he should just enjoy himself like he always did. So right now, he was simply looking for something to do. Or more accurately, someone.
His eyes fell on Jenny, who was relaxing and watching Monty and Sally fucking. She seemed to notice that Balthazar was looking at her; she made eye contact with him, then patted the empty half of the yoga mat she was sitting on.
“Hey, Balthazar. Want to come fuck me?” Jenny asked.
“Sure!”
Balthazar was pleased. Jenny might not have been as pretty as Vanessa, or as tight as Ginger, or as utterly horny for his young body as Melanie, but of all the women and girls in the yoga club, Jenny was the most fun to have sex with. There was no one more adventurous or uninhibited, and no one who enjoyed every form of sex as much as Jenny did.
Balthazar sat down next to the naked Jenny. Midas lay nearby, clearly a bit tired from fucking Gretchen’s ass and then Jenny’s mouth. But Balthazar knew the dog would bounce back soon.
“Are you having a good time today?” Jenny asked, even as she began to run her hands over Balthazar’s bare chest, stomach, and back.
“Definitely,” Balthazar replied. “Every yoga class is as much fun as the one before.”
Jenny pulled him close such that he was sitting sideways between her thighs. Then she kissed him, first with her lips together, and then open mouth. Soon, they were making out heavily, her hands again running all over his body. Balthazar touched Jenny, too, alternately caressing her back and fondling her breasts. He liked the firm-soft feel of Jenny’s perky little boobs.
Jenny broke off the kiss and murmured, “I really like it when we touch each other like this. When I feel your body, it reminds me how young you are, and the way you touch me shows me how completely connected to your sexual self you’ve become. It’s pretty amazing.”
“It’s all because of you,” Balthazar replied. “I-”
Before he could go on, Jenny kissed him hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Then, after several seconds of fierce making out, she pulled away, panting.
“Sorry I interrupted you,” she breathed, grinning. “What you said really turned me on.”
“I’m glad,” Balthazar said, “‘cause I’m ready to fuck.”
“Me too,” Jenny replied.
Balthazar saw her glance at Midas. Then she said, “Can I get on top of you?”
“Okay,” Balthazar replied. He had an inkling as to what Jenny had in mind.
Jenny got up, and Balthazar lay back on the yoga mat. Then he watched as Jenny lowered herself down onto his hips, taking him inside her.
“Mmm…” he hummed.
Slowly, she began moving up and down, fucking herself on Balthazar’s cock. Balthazar reached up and again fondled Jenny’s breasts; he never seemed to tire of how firm and yet soft they felt in his hands.
They kept this up for a few minutes. Then Jenny started moving a little faster on top of her young lover. He again saw her glance in the direction of his big golden retriever.
“So,” Balthazar said with a knowing grin, “want me to call Midas over?”
Jenny grinned back at him. “Just a second.”
She stopped fucking Balthazar but kept the boy inside her as she turned around and grabbed a small bottle out of her bag. She squeezed a long line of personal lubricant onto her finger, then reached back and lubed up her little rear hole.
“Now I’m ready,” she said as she and Balthazar resumed fucking.
“Midas!” Balthazar called. “C’mere boy! Come fuck Jenny in the ass!”
Midas got up from where he lay and trotted around behind Jenny. His big red cock was already fully erect.
“C’mon boy! Fuck her!” Balthazar encouraged.
Midas jumped up, and his underside landed on Jenny’s back, pushing her torso down against Balthazar’s. Then, as usual, he began thrusting blindly, his beveled cockhead jabbing her ass as it sought her hole.
Balthazar reached down underneath Jenny and pulled her asscheeks apart, making her moan with anticipatory excitement. Then she cried out “AAAAAAAH!”
It was always a joy to Balthazar to see the look on Jenny’s face whenever his dog shoved his big red cock into the girl’s pussy or asshole. Every time, it was as though Jenny had somehow forgotten, in the days or hours or minutes since her last fuck with Midas, just how long and how thick the animal’s member was, and how completely it could fill her. So every time, her eyes and mouth opened wide in what looked like surprise bordering on shock at the massiveness of the canine cock that had just been forced all at once into her body. And her apparent surprise was sustained by the way that Midas would immediately begin thrusting into her as hard and as fast as possible.
“Oh God!” Jenny cried. Her hands had been resting on Balthazar’s shoulders; now she gripped them passionately.
Balthazar began fucking Jenny at full force, too. Midas’ cock up Jenny’s ass made her pussy feel tighter, and the dog’s thrusts stimulated Balthazar’s cock through the thin wall between Jenny’s love tunnels. It made Balthazar feel a little bit as though he was both the boy fucking Jenny’s cunt and the big dog fucking her ass, which turned him on even more.
“Ah! Oh fuck!” Jenny cried. “Oh God oh fuck oh please don’t stop!”
Balthazar fucked Jenny as hard as he possibly could from his position beneath her, his hands gripping her hips as she pounded her ass against his hips and forced him hard into herself again and again.
“Jenny!” he moaned. “I’m gonna… gonna shoot…”
“Yes!” Jenny cried. “Cum in me! Cum in both my holes! YES!”
She started screaming and thrashing on top of him, and then he felt Jenny’s cunt go tight as Midas forced his knot into the girl’s asshole. And it was like Balthazar could feel Midas shooting hot jets of cum up inside her, and then Balthazar was screaming “Aaaaauuuuuuugh!” as he did the same.
When all three orgasms finally ceased, Midas turned around to face away from Jenny, his cock still firmly knotted in her ass. Jenny collapsed on top of Balthazar, panting in his ear.
He took hold of her hips and made sure his cock, not yet softening was fully hilted inside her.
“We’re both…” he panted, “knotted…in you…now…”
Jenny didn’t speak. She just seized Balthazar’s face and kissed him long and deep.
***
Melanie had been taking a short break from the action, contenting herself to watch Balthazar and Jenny—being a fan of both young boys and teenage girls, watching a young boy and teen girl have sex was Melanie’s idea of good entertainment. But now she was starting to feel the need for some more interactive amusement.
Her gaze was immediately drawn in the direction of the new boy, Pedro. He and Dr. Hirano had been alternately making out and watching Coltrane fuck Ginger. They were having one of these voyeuristic interludes now, so it seemed like the perfect time to pounce.
“Excuse me,” Melanie said to Dr. Hirano. Pointing to Pedro, she went on, “I’d like to introduce myself to this young man.”
Dr. Hirano smiled knowingly. “I was certain you would. Pedro, perhaps you’d like to show Melanie some of the things you’ve learned.”
Pedro looked at Melanie’s naked body and smiled crookedly, anxiety and eagerness both apparent on his face. “Okay.”
Melanie led Pedro over to her yoga mat. She directed him to sit down with her, and then she took his hands in hers. They were small and boyish, which made Melanie want to feel them on her body.
“Pedro,” she asked, “have you learned anything about how to feel a girl up?”
“Uh-huh,” the boy replied, nodding.
“Show me.”
He put his hands on her shoulders, then slid them slowly down, his fingertips tracing over her clavicles before arriving at the tops of Melanie’s breasts. Then he slid his palms down over her tits and began fondling them the way Jenny and Dr. Hirano had taught him.
“Hmm, you’re a fast learner,” Melanie said. “Do you like touching my tits like that?”
“Definitely,” Pedro replied, remaining earnestly focused on the task at hand.
For a couple of minutes, Melanie simply let the boy fondle her, enjoying the sensation of a new pair of young hands on her body. Then she began to feel like taking a more active role.
“Come around and sit on my lap,” she said, extending her legs out in front of her on the floor.
Pedro did so. Melanie took a moment to savor the feel of his bare little-boy ass against her naked thighs. Then she pulled him close and kissed him.
“Now, Pedro,” Melanie asked as soon as the kiss was finished, “has anyone taught you how to use your tongue when you kiss?”
“Um, me and Ginger did it a little,” the boy replied. “But we were just messing around; she didn’t try to teach me anything. We were tired from fucking.”
Melanie liked hearing this young, seemingly innocent boy say “fucking” so casually.
“Well, let me give you a few pointers.”
She instructed Pedro in the art of teasing her tongue with the tip of his own, then massaging its length. Soon, she was holding him tight against him as they deep-kissed, and her nipples grew hard against his boyish chest.
“Very nice, Pedro,” Melanie said, panting a bit as she pulled her mouth from his. “Now, let me show you something I like to do with little studs like you.”
She moved him off her lap and pushed him down onto his back on her yoga mat. Then she lay down between his legs, putting her head above his crotch. Grasping his small, hard cock, she leaned down and took its head between her wet lips. Then she slowly lowered her head, her lips sliding down his shaft until they reached the base of his cock. She opened her mouth wider and lowered her head further, taking all of his cock and his balls inside her mouth.
“Ohhhhhhh…” Pedro moaned.
“Mmmm,” Melanie hummed, both to express her pleasure and to stimulate the boy further.
Inside her mouth, she ran her tongue all over Pedro’s hairless balls, massaging them gently. Then she traced the tip of her tongue up and down the underside of his cock before making a delicate circle around his glans.
“Oh wow…” the boy breathed.
For minutes, Melanie sucked, tongued, and otherwise played with the sweet young-boy package inside her mouth. Pedro moaned, gasped, and whimpered in his boyish voice, arousing Melanie to the point that she started rubbing her clit as she pleasured Pedro. And it was clear that Pedro was equally excited, judging from the stone-hardness of his cock in Melanie’s mouth. A bit reluctantly, Melanie released Pedro’s package from her mouth so she could speak.
“Pedro,” she said, “I think it’s time we fucked, don’t you?”
The boy lifted his head to look at her. “Uh-huh,” he said breathlessly.
Melanie moved on top of Pedro, then rolled them over so that he was on top.
“I saw that Ginger was on top when you fucked her,” she said, “so I thought I’d show you something different. Now, put yourself inside me.”
Pedro took hold of his penis. As he positioned it at her entrance, Melanie could see a bit of pride on the boy’s face; perhaps he was pleased that he now knew what to do.
He entered her, his bodyweight settling on top of her. Melanie moaned softly. To her, nothing paralleled the sensation of a boy-cock penetrating her, and of her own entrance cinching hungrily around it.
“Mmm, good boy,” she murmured. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him. “Now fuck me. Fuck your Auntie Melanie and make her cum.”
Pedro didn’t seem to need any more encouragement than that. He started pumping Melanie steadily. She lifted her head to witness the gratifying sight of the boy’s slender hips moving up and down between her open thighs.
“Is this good?” Pedro breathed.
“Oh, very good,” Melanie replied. “It’s nice to fuck a grown woman, isn’t it, Pedro? With your face right between my tits, and- oh!” She cried out as Pedro suddenly began sucking her right nipple without slowing his fucking at all.
“Oh, yes,” Melanie moaned. “Oh, you horny little boy, fuck me and suck me…”
Pedro fucked her harder, sucked her harder, and now Melanie was in heaven. She thrust her hips up to meet him on every stroke, restraining herself just enough to keep from bucking him off like a wild horse.
“M- Melanie,” the boy gasped, “I…I think I’m…I’m gonna…”
“Not yet,” Melanie breathed. “Just a little longer…”
She grabbed Pedro’s ass in both hands and forced him to slow down a little so that he wouldn’t reach orgasm too early. But having that slim, boyish bottom in her hands also ratcheted up Melanie’s arousal such that within a minute, she was using her grip on Pedro’s ass to make him fuck her harder and faster instead of slower.
“Oh, God, yes,” she moaned. “Fuck me, you sweet, sexy little boy, fuck me as hard as you can!”
Pedro pounded her as hard as his young body could manage. The feel of that little boy-cock being shoved into her again and again, combined with the repeated flexion of the muscles in Pedro’s ass beneath Melanie’s hands, was glorious.
“Oh yes!” Melanie cried. “Oh yes oh yes OH YES!”
“HaaaAAAAAAH!” Pedro cried, and they came together, gripping each other tightly in their ecstasy.
When their rapture faded, Melanie made no effort to move Pedro off of her; she simply let him lie slack on top of her, her breasts pillowing his head as they both recovered their breath.
“So,” Melanie said, “think you’ll come back next week so we can do this again?”
Nodding vigorously, Pedro replied, “And again and again and again.”
***
Gretchen was on her hands and knees, eating the standing Adyson’s pussy from below. She had just made Adyson cum, and now the taller girl pulled away and, almost casually, pulled Gretchen’s hair to make her look over at where Stacy was reclining on her yoga mat.
“Hey, Stacy,” Adyson called. “My little bitch needs some more pussy and ass to lick. How about yours?”
“Sure,” Stacy replied.
Gretchen could never admit, even to herself, that she loved being treated like this—as though she were a whore whose services Adyson could offer to anyone she pleased. Sometimes, as Gretchen lay in bed at night, her hand would wander down between her thighs as she imagined various possible scenarios in which Adyson did this very thing.
In some of these, she and Adyson were at the beach. Per Adyson’s orders (delivered with a cruel smile), Gretchen would be wearing an embarrassingly skimpy pink bikini, and Adyson would make her stretch out on a beach towel to give every passerby a good view—variously provoking looks of surprise, disapproval, and poorly disguised lust from passersby at the sight of an underage girl in a thong bottom and a top so small that the little triangles were scarcely larger than the tiny nipples they covered.
Naturally, Adyson wouldn’t be content merely to show Gretchen off; sooner or later, Adyson would want to see her little slave get used. So while Gretchen lay exposed to the eyes of everyone who passed, Adyson would set up a large tent behind her. And by the time the tent was up, there would be someone—usually a group of someones—gathered around Gretchen, gawking or leering at her unabashedly until the moment when Adyson made Gretchen go into the tent and then invited the onlookers inside.
Sometimes it was half a dozen young boys, whom Adyson would instruct in the art of gangbanging a submissive girl, including various positions for double- and triple-penetrating her. Sometimes it was a well-endowed man and his equally well-endowed dog, both of whom would use Gretchen repeatedly until semen leaked from her every hole. And sometimes it was a knot of teenage lesbians, their curvy bodies beautiful in their immodest swimsuits; Adyson would make Gretchen eat each one’s pussy while the others fondled her and fingered her holes, as gently or as roughly as they liked.
Gretchen sometimes felt guilty about having these thoughts. But then she would remind herself that these weren’t things that she wanted to happen; they were simply things that Adyson might make happen at some point in the future. She was not fantasizing, but simply mentally preparing herself for any one of these entirely plausible scenarios. And if, while having these thoughts, she happened to finger her nipples or her clit, even to the point of bringing herself to a pillow-muffled, screaming orgasm…well, she was simply conditioning herself, so that these events would be more bearable if they ever came to pass.
As Gretchen knelt between Stacy’s legs so that she could eat the teenage girl out, it occurred to her that if anything, her thinking had not been broad enough in considering possible situations that Adyson might put her in. Some night soon, she would need to consider what it would be like to be mounted and fucked by a series of large dogs, each with a bigger cock than the last, now that Adyson had expressed interest in making such a thing happen.
But now, Gretchen pulled herself back to the present. Adyson didn’t like Gretchen to get distracted when there was work to be done. And Adyson would be angry if Gretchen did not fully satisfy Stacy.
Yes, that was why Gretchen now put her face between the teenage girl’s smooth, slender thighs and began tonguing her clit and labia. It had nothing to do with any feelings that the sound of a teenage girl being pleasured might arouse in Gretchen, or the erotic gasp the girl would no doubt make when Gretchen surprised her by tonguing her tight little asshole. All while Adyson watched with that wicked, oh-so-sexy smile on her face, the one that sometimes literally made Gretchen fall to her knees.
Gretchen ate Stacy for minutes, feeling the smoothness of the teenage girl’s thighs against her face, listening to her little moans of pleasure. So Gretchen, who was doing everything right as far as she knew, was a bit startled when Adyson spoke up in a stern tone—until she realized that Adyson was not speaking to her, but to Stacy.
“I didn’t call you over here to play with Gretchen,” Adyson barked. “I called you over here to use her!”
Stacy looked a bit flustered by the remark; she didn’t seem to be a take-charge type when it came to sex. But it seemed that she was willing to branch out, because Stacy then sat up, pushed Gretchen down on her back, and straddled the young girl’s face.
“Eat me, Gretchen,” Stacy commanded. “Deeper than before. I want your whole tongue inside me.”
Gretchen, feeling warm inside and between her legs, obeyed.
***
Vanessa was pleased as punch to have realized her long-standing fantasy of having sex with her Uncle Roger. But she was still very much under the influence of the incense. Perhaps this was why she found herself in the mood to do something different. Seeing Sally sitting in Monty’s lap and Pedro in a bit of a daze after his liaison with Melanie, she had an idea. So she picked up her yoga mat and went over to where Pedro sat on his before addressing her boyfriend.
“Hey, Monty,” she said. “Wanna show Sally and Pedro how to use the back door?”
Monty grinned. “Sure!”
Vanessa wasn’t the devotee of anal sex that Jenny was, but now and then she found herself in the mood for that special, full feeling she got from having a cock in her little rear hole. And she didn’t see any reason why Sally shouldn’t experience that feeling, too—especially when a boy with an appropriately sized cock was available.
Monty got up and simply carried Sally, who held on and looked up at him adoringly, over to where Vanessa and Pedro were. Vanessa, meanwhile, put her yoga mat end-to-end with Pedro’s, then grabbed a tube of lube from a side table.
“Um,” Pedro said, “I already know how to use the back door. That’s how I came into the house.”
Monty chuckled. “No, kiddo, she’s talking about a different way to fuck.”
“Sally,” Vanessa said, “remember when I said there were two kinds of fucking—finger-fucking and fucking with a cock? Well, there are actually a few different ways that you can get fucked with a cock, and one of them is when the boy puts it in your bottom instead of your pussy.”
“In…in my bottom?” Sally asked. Vanessa couldn’t tell whether the look on the girl’s face was one of anxiety or just uncertainty.
“That’s right,” Vanessa said. “A lot of the girls here like it, so I thought you and Pedro should try it.”
Monty turned to Pedro and added, “A lot of the guys like it, too. A girl’s asshole can feel nice around your cock.”
“Um, okay,” Pedro replied.
“Don’t worry,” Vanessa said, “we’ll show you. Both of you, stand over there for a minute.” She pointed to one side of the yoga mat she was standing on.
Once the kids were in place and thus had a side view of her, Vanessa handed Monty the lube and got down on all fours, bowing her back a bit as if to emphasize that she was offering Monty her ass. Monty knelt down behind her.
“A girl’s pussy gets wet by itself,” Monty explained, “but her ass doesn’t, so I’m putting on plenty of lube.”
He squirted a line of lube across his palm and then thoroughly coated his cock with it. Then he said, “Pedro, you do the same thing,” and tossed the tube to the boy. Pedro wasn’t hard, but he put the lube on his flaccid cock anyway.
Vanessa, who had been on her hands and knees, now bent her arms until her shoulders sank all the way to the floor and her head lay sideways on the mat, facing the children.
“Sally,” she said, “when the girl keeps her bottom up in the air and puts her head down on the floor, it’s called ‘face down, ass up.’ A lot of boys think it’s sexy, and it also means that your hands are free so you can reach back and rub your clit, like this.”
She reached one hand back between her thighs and began circling her finger slowly. Sally imitated her.
Pedro looked at Vanessa’s upturned ass and said, “Wow, that is sexy.”
“Ready, babe?” Monty asked.
“Oh, yeah,” Vanessa purred.
She felt him put his lubricated cockhead against her little rear hole. Then, slowly, he pushed into her.
“Ooooooh,” she sighed. “It feels good going in.”
“Seriously good,” Monty replied.
Vanessa looked at Sally’s face. The girl was watching wide-eyed, clearly never having guessed that this was something people could do, let alone something they would want to do.
“Don’t worry, Sally, I think you’ll like this,” Vanessa said, sighing the words a bit as Monty hilted in her ass. “Just get down on the other mat and put your head close to mine. Pedro, you get behind her on your knees, like Monty is behind me.”
Hesitantly, Sally got down on all fours on the other yoga mat, then lowered her head to the floor like Vanessa had done, so that their faces were mere inches apart. Pedro stood behind Sally, and he looked down at her little bottom appreciatively.
“Sally, your ass looks nice this way.”
Apparently flattered, the girl bowed her back a little as Vanessa had done, showing off her ass just a bit more to Pedro. And now the boy’s cock was hard.
“Sally,” Vanessa said, “even though Pedro’s cock isn’t any bigger than Balthazar’s, it’s still going to feel bigger in your ass than Balthazar’s did in your pussy. But that’s okay. You probably learned from Monty that big can feel good.” She grinned at the girl.
“Uh-huh,” Sally replied, smiling back.
Vanessa savored the sensation of Monty starting to slowly pump her ass as the young man said, “Pedro, ask Sally if she’s ready, like I asked Vanessa.”
“I’m ready!” Sally piped preemptively.
Monty chuckled. “Then go ahead, Pedro. Nice and slow.”
“Um, here goes,” Pedro replied.
Vanessa was literally in no position to see Pedro push his cock into Sally, but she could see the expression on Sally’s face as the girl experienced her first anal penetration, and it was a joy to behold. The girl’s eyes opened wide, and her lips parted in a silent moan.
“Yes,” Vanessa said, softly enough that only Sally would hear. “Feel it going in…Feel how it fills you up so nice…”
“Uh…huh…” the girl whimpered, closing her eyes.
Vanessa found herself unable to resist the little girl’s parted lips. She moved her head forward slightly and kissed Sally, probing the child’s mouth with her tongue. It excited Vanessa to think that she was penetrating Sally in this way even as Pedro penetrated her in another.
At first, Sally was completely passive, letting Vanessa control the action inside her mouth. Vanessa knew what the little girl was feeling—having a boy inside you in a way you had never before experienced could be overwhelming.
But over the succeeding minutes, as both girls rubbed their clits and felt those nice cocks fill their rear holes again and again, Sally became a far more active participant in the makeout session. Now, her tongue rubbed against and entwined with Vanessa’s, and the girl made little noises of pleasure.
Vanessa broke off the kiss just long enough to gasp, “Fuck us harder, boys.” Then she plunged her tongue back into Sally’s mouth, and Sally’s was right back in Vanessa’s.
Before the yoga club’s first, impromptu “meeting,” Vanessa had never thought that a child could be passionate. But she had seen plenty of passion among the club’s youngest members, and she didn’t think it was all merely an effect of the incense. It was more like the incense brought out something deep and primordial in them, something normally not revealed in full until the rushing hormones of puberty flooded the body and brain.
Vanessa pulled out of their kiss and put her head next to Sally’s. The seven-year-old panted raggedly in Vanessa’s ear, her lust and need audible in her breath. Then Sally turned her head, looking up and back at Pedro.
“Ha- harder!” she shouted. Then she turned back to Vanessa and cried, “More!”
In that moment, nothing could have turned Vanessa on more than hearing these shouts of pure sexual desire in the voice of this very young girl. She shouted “Yes! Harder!” at Monty, then began furiously making out with Sally.
Monty’s hands gripped Vanessa’s ass hard as the teenage boy grunted, “That’s…it…Pedro…Hard…as…you…can!”
Between Monty’s cock pounding her depths and Sally’s lips and tongue furiously wrestling with her own, Vanessa could feel climax rising within her, but it was not quite within her grasp. She rubbed her clit like mad.
“Oh…God…” she heard Pedro grunt. “Gonna…go…off…any…second…AAAAAH!”
It was like a chain reaction. When Pedro thrust balls-deep into little Sally’s ass and screamed in orgasm, Sally pulled her face away from Vanessa’s and let out a high-pitched shriek of ecstasy. The sound was the final boost Vanessa needed and she, too, screamed and thrashed as climax hit her hard—and then harder still as Monty shoved inside her to the hilt and shot his hot cumload deep in her bowels.
They all collapsed on their yoga mats. Monty’s arm went around Vanessa, and Vanessa held Sally from the front while Pedro spooned her from behind.
“That…was…so…good,” Sally panted.
“Uh-huh,” Pedro agreed.
***
Dr. Hirano had just had a nice doggystyle fuck with Roger while they both enjoyed watching Stacy dominate Gretchen, sitting on the bespectacled girl’s face and forcing her to eat Stacy’s pussy, then her asshole. Now that Stacy was finished with Gretchen, and Roger had gone to join Melanie in double-teaming Jenny, Dr. Hirano decided that now was the time to gather her family together.
“Coltrane, Stacy, Ginger,” she said, “come over here, please. I have some”—she smiled slyly—“special news for you all.”
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