Edie pulled away from me as Sybil came. Again and again and again she came. With every come, I could hear her scream.
I turned for a moment only to see Mr. Garvey fucking Edie. Jerry had changed and was over with Mrs. Garvey. He was fucking away like a pneumatic drill and someone was licking on her tits. There were people all over the place – people I didn't know.
The two kids on the bed were still sucking on each other, sucking away. They were giving head slowly and rhythmically, slurping sounds were coming out their mouths as they were sucking.
I was inside Cybil's cunt. Every one of my senses alive with a frenzy of passion. My cock limp, exhausted, every drop pulled out of it. Angus was glad to be resting in a hot, warm, juicy place. When all of a sudden Jason came down.
There was a little girl on his lap, sitting on the wheel chair with him. Her head was between his knees. Her face looking out at everybody. Her back towards his body. Her legs were spread wide apart. Her cunt just under his chin. His chin was inside as deep as it could go. His eyes were open looking at everybody.
By now everyone had come and was laying sated, exhausted. He made the perfect entrance. His timing was incredible. His chin inside that little cunt, little tits barely forming, just bouncing a little bit like jello on her chest as she lay there upside down, her head between his legs.
'Hello everybody. I'm here for the second show,' he said. And when he was sure he had everyone's attention, people propped up on elbows, people still panting. Some people still gently licking at cock or cunt, fingers still stroking cunt lips, tits and asses, but everybody with their eyes on Jason.
His tongue dropped out of his mouth, like a ball dropping out of a basket and dropped right onto the kid's clit. His chin seemed to go deeper into her cunt and his tongue lapped away at her clit, slurping. A gushy sound came out of his throat.
Moans came from between his knees, out of the mouth, in the little face that was hanging there. Her muscles were tightening and tightening and tightening. Her body very tort. Her legs so far apart were corning closer and closer together. His tongue was slurping away at her cunt, slurping like crazy and the sounds around began to increasing again with excitement as they watched.
Cocks were rising, cunts were juicing up and throbbing and wanting action; assholes were pulsating; people were moving all over the place as Jason's tongue just slurped away at that baby cunt – that delicious cunt under him, no hair, just smooth delicious skin, smoothy, silky.
His chin burrowed deeper and deeper into that hole. His tongue slurped away at the clit. When the little voice screamed, the climax rushing through her body, you could see the electricity moving from her head to her toes. Her knees clamped around Jason's ears and she screamed over and over again in a frenzy.
Without realizing it, I had turned and shoved Angus up Edie's twat. Cybil had moved around and standing on stage had wrapped her legs around my face. I sucked on her cunt and wished I could see what was happening. All I could see was her belly and her twat hair. She covered up my face with it, but the taste of her was delicious and the taste of my come started coming out of her as I sucked harder and harder and harder.
I pounded away into Edie's cunt and, sucked at Cybil's. Hands were all over my body, my asshole was being licked, my tits were being pulled, noises were permeating my brain. The sensations were incredible; cunts and cocks and assholes and tongues and lips and teeth; fingers and arms and legs were rolling around and sensation after sensation, Edie's twat got filled with my come.
Cybil drowned me with the juices that were so delicious, so wanted. I could feel them dripping down my neck, down my chest. I grabbed her and pulled her down to me so that I could dig my face into her tits and suck away at her.
I lay down completely exhausted, Cybil's tits in my face, Edie stretched across my body; little hands were rubbing me and stroking me and as I looked up.
Jason was sitting in his chair smiling. That little body that he had been sucking away at was tucked neatly into his arms, resting on his lap. People were smiling and lying totally exhausted.
The little boy and girl who started the show were still rhythmically moving gently against each other's body. He was stroking her back and her ass very slowly; she was stroking his hair lovingly; the smells were all around me and I knew that old Angus would rise to the occasion again. I knew that Friday night at The House wasn't over yet. It had just begun. I took a few moments to rest.
CHAPTER SEVEN
BABIES STAGE A SHOW
Cybil and I spent the day Saturday preparing for Saturday night at The House. I knew that there would be another experience. I wasn't sure what it was. Cybil told me that we were going to be entertained by the children at the school.
Again as they did on Friday night, people came in to the large room. They were relaxed sitting around waiting for the show to begin. It was well worth the wait. The children entered the stage, which was again the large bed built up on the platform. From both sides of the room, teenage children were I walking, holding in their arms, children of various I ages. Some of the teenagers had infants – others had children as old as six or seven. There were about twenty children on each side of the stage and each of these twenty teenagers had a younger child in their arms.
They walked across the front of the stage and lined up facing the audience. All of the children were naked. I looked at the legs, muscles rippling under tight skin. The inside of the thighs white unblemished, an exquisite passageway to cunt or cock.
I looked across the pricks that were dangling flaccid, soft, delicious-looking – like homemade rolls all curled up in layers of buttered dough.
I looked at cunts – triangles of joy and delicious juices. Some had hair barely growing, fuzzy and soft. My fingers could almost feel how tender it would be to have my hand stroking that baby fuzz – just beginning signs of womanhood. Bellies flat and taut, chests firmly held high and proud, little tits just beginning to form – others fully developed belying their age – nipples hard.
One girl's nipples were like the nozzles of a gun sticking out at me, prodding their points towards me practically begging, 'Suck on me, suck on me.'
The children were beautiful looking and in their arms the babies that they held. Each teenage child proceeded to make love to the baby in their arms. They began by lying the baby down in front of them and kneeling at their sides. I watched a girl stroke a seven year old boy, stroking his skin, massaging his shoulders, taking his nipples between her fingers and rubbing them back and forth. I could see the nipples harden and darken in front of my eyes. I could see the little penis beginning to move, I could see the size grow – the color become deeper red.
She continued stroking his entire body from toes up towards his belly and from his face down towards his belly. She stroked and rubbed and stroked and rubbed and his penis was a cock before I knew it. This tender, little boy lying there was thrusting his cock up towards her face and she responded.
Her head down, her hair flowing over his body and chest covering what was happening, but I knew that her mouth was as tender, warm and hot as I would want it to be and I knew that she was sucking on cock, rolling her tongue around the tip, going up and down. I could see her head bobbing up and down.
Children were in different positions. A teenage boy was sitting between the legs of a young girl. She was about nine. He was putting his finger gently into her cunt, in and out, in and out. The thumb of his other hand was right on her clit and he was moving it in circles around and around, around and around.
She had her own tits in her hands and she was just pulling on her nipples and her tits – little flat pieces of flesh that she was pulling on, giving them shape and form that they would have had when she got older. She was moaning quietly.
A girl of nine or ten was straddling a teenage boy. She was sitting on his cock and gently going up and down.
Cybil whispered to me, 'She's been able to fuck since she's been seven years old. Her cunt is very
