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CHAPTER SEVEN

Harriet Pembroke awoke to the sounds of Idrine's shouts. Getting up from the large circular bed, she found a robe and wrapped it around her body, then went to her other bedroom. Standing in the doorway, she watched Brian eating her granddaughter's cunt. The natural urge to interfere was held in check when she saw how much Idrine was enjoying it all. This was one girl who wouldn't remain locked in a shell like her mother.

Far better to let the young children enjoy themselves, just as long as no harm came from their fun. Harriet would have to watch and see just exactly what Brian and Idrine would do before teaching the young girl various methods of birth-control. After Idrine's next period, she would insist her granddaughter take the Pill. It was the safest method of contraception. She would keep a supply in her home for the young girl, and insist Idrine stop by once a day and take one. It would also give her a chance to talk with her granddaughter. Because of Renee's over-protectiveness, Harriet had never really been able to have any long talks with Idrine.

Going to the bathroom, Harriet prepared to douche Brian's sperm out of her. It was almost five-o'clock, and she had to prepare for her first client of the day: Larry Hunter.

Renee was worried. It was ten minutes to five and Idrine should have been back. It wasn't like her mother to keep Idrine around, especially with business hours so close. She would have to run over there and make certain everything was all right.

Wearing a black-and-white striped man-tailored silk blouse with a black skirt, Renee slipped her feet into a pair of flat shoes and hurried from her apartment, locking the door behind her. Unlike her daughter, she didn't walk slowly. She ran through the park, bypassing the small amusement center, speeding toward her mother's small house.

Harriet's house was one of dozens in a small neighborhood where all houses looked alike, except for the colors they were painted or the kind of fence they had in the front yard. Since Harriet's was a corner house, it was one house no one would mistake for another. It had more lawn space, and as a result, had a larger picked fence, all painted white.

As she approached her mother's house, Renee saw a man coming from the other direction. She immediately recognized Larry Hunter. If there was one other person who would be concerned about Idrine's safety, it would be Larry. She hurried over to him and told him how worried she was about Idrine. Hunter looked at his watch and saw he still had a few minutes before his appointment with Renee's mother, so he led her back into the park, sat her on a bench, and tried calming her down.

"What if Idrine never got here?" Renee kept babbling. "I tried calling mother, but her phone is off the hook. I kept getting a busy signal."

"Well, should we go charging into your mother's house and see if Idrine is there, or do you want to check through the park first?" Hunter asked.

"Let's check the park," Renee said.

"Okay," Hunter agreed. "I think we should work together."

Hunter wasn't really worried about his daughter. He had followed her after she had left him, and he had seen her go into Harriet Pembroke's house. If Idrine was still there, it was because Harriet was talking with her. Hunter felt he could spare the young grandmother a bit more time with her granddaughter. His own sexual hunger had had the edge removed by Idrine's sweet, young lips.

Harriet Pembroke had finished douching, and she was back in the hallway, peering into her personal bedroom. What she saw astonished her, but she decided to stay out of it since Idrine, for all her struggling, seemed inwardly agreeable.

Idrine was lying, face-down on her grandmother's bed. She had rolled over when Brian had lain down next to her. Now that she was satisfied, she wanted nothing more to do with the young boy. But when his hands began wandering up and down her spine, she felt the urges inside her being re-kindled. She allowed Brian's hands to tickle her body and bring her slowly up until she was on her hands and knees. Her delightful, round, unblemished buttocks had the silken skin stretched tautly and smoothly over it. The globes of her small ass looked like firm, oversized halves of an apricot as they quivered with excitement. Brian's eyes swelled at the sight of such marvelous asscheeks.

The boy's eyes remained locked on the girl's shimmering asscheeks, staring at the wet, shining pinkness his mouth had just tasted. Only his anxiety to fuck her ass kept him from gluing his mouth against her tight pussy again. The pouting cuntlips and puckered asshole stood so brazenly out in contrast to the white of her shuddering buttocks.

As if in a trance, the boy reached out and caressed the firm, solid shapes of Idrine's asscheeks. His fingertips began digging into them as he kneaded them, wringing breathless gasps from the young girl.

Idrine's naked flesh felt hot and smooth under the roughness of Brian's hands. She felt him anxiously parting her rectal cheeks, allowing him a better view of her tight, crinkly asshole. The flesh puckered around it as if trying to protect the vulnerable hole. Underneath, the soft, tender cuntlips trembled. And the marble flesh of her inner thighs trembled with impatience, knowing what he was about to do, and anxious for him to get on with it. Idrine didn't believe the thickness of his hard cock might hurt her back there.

Brian was a little uncertain himself. He had never ass-fucked any female before, and he had no idea how difficult it would be to get his hard cock into her. He was even worried about being able to get it out once he did fill her ass with it.

He mumbled quietly to himself, still appreciating the sight of Idrine's asshole as his hands tugged her cheeks even wider apart. Idrine's asshole as his hands tugged her cheeks even wider apart. Idrine gasped, startled rather than hurt. Her body was tormented with fevered lust, and even though her mind tried to reason with her body, letting it know her asshole was really too narrow to contain Brian's young, solid cock, her body was anxious to feel the hard cock press into it.

Idrine watched as Brian grabbed two pillows. One, he propped under her head to make her more comfortable, and the other he shoved under her belly in case her knees came out from under her. He had to do this right. His cock was aching with the need to be buried in the girl's ass.

Idrine felt ridiculous in this position, yet she supposed it was the best position for something like this.

"Ouch!" she screamed, wondering what the hell Brian was doing to her back there.

Peering between her thighs with her head pressed into the pillow, she could see he was attempting to ram a forefinger into her rectum. The pressure made unexpected tears suddenly pour out of her. She writhed in an attempt to make him tug the finger out.

"Easy," Brian said to her. "I'm just priming your ass a little. It'll stretch."

With his thumb and middle finger he managed to keep her asscheeks separated, and taking aim with his forefinger, he slowly pushed it through her sphincter. Idrine relaxed a little, letting the finger slide in, and she felt less uncomfortable. Her rectum did feel somewhat pleasantly filled as it wrapped itself around the plunging finger, but her sphincter gripped the cock tightly.

"Easy," Brian told her. "It's a little tight in there."

He pressed his rotating finger a little deeper, feeling it slide into the heated anal passageway, finally managing to enter her rectum.

She whimpered a little, gritting her teeth because of the discomfort, but she forced her ass to remain loose. Tightening it would only hurt her.

Little by little she felt the wriggling finger move into her dry asshole. As the finger continued moving inside her anal tunnel, Idrine found herself rotating her buttocks in time to the movement of the thrusting finger. Now that her rectal corridor was becoming accustomed to the breadth of the finger, there was actually a bit of tingling pleasure.

Idrine gasped when she felt a second finger worming its way into her, and rotated her round buttocks all the more, making her interior tunnel become used to it.

Harriet, watching what was happening, felt a stirring in her loins. She was glad Brian was being careful with her granddaughter. She knew it was time for Idrine to start learning the facts of life. Harriet knew Idrine would feel some pain when the boy finally shoved his cock into her rectum. If her granddaughter was anything like herself, Harriet knew the girl would probably experience a rectal climax.

"Okay," Brian told her, "now stay relaxed because I'm taking my fingers out."

Idrine kept her sphincter from tightening, and she felt Brian's fingers slowly ease out of her. Then her asscheeks were once again being stretched, only this time he was really straining them apart, making her anus all the more stretched.

Idrine felt the head of his cock come to rest against her pucker. Brian's hands were holding her steady, otherwise she would have automatically pulled away. Looking between her thighs, staring at the blood-red glans of his cock as it pressed against her asshole. Idrine felt a little apprehensive. She began cowering, thinking this might not be such a good idea.

Brian's strong, young hands tightened even more relentlessly on her firm, round buttocks as he shoved his throbbing penile point all the more solidly against her narrow orifice.

"Ooooooh!" she gasped, feeling the smooth, rubbery bluntness of his hard cock push through her anal crinkle, widening her sphincter. The stretching made her jump more from the unexpectedness of his breadth rather than from pain. Idrine realized her anus was very elastic, and it could handle just about anything attached to Brian.

"I… uuuggghhh… want you to be… ohhhhhh… more careful…" she gasped as Brian pushed.

Sweat broke out all over Idrine's body, and she felt a very strong urge to tighten up and keep him out of her. She felt his glans pushing against the tight pucker of her brown, prune like asshole, listening to Brian grunt as he slammed himself forward, his fingers automatically tightening their clutch on her hips.

"Slow… slow… slow…" she heard herself pleading with Brian.

She could feel the burning passion filling his throbbing, pulsing meat, and she guessed he was still a little angry because of the way she had used the red riding crop on his cock. The tip was tickling her inner anal walls, but her sphincter still was too narrow to suck in his flanged corona.

"Uuunnnggghhh!" Idrine gasped, expecting to feel some searing pain inside her.

But she suddenly realized Brian's fingers had done their work quite well. Good heavens! She found it difficult to believe most of the pain was gone, already. He still wasn't inside, but she knew she would be able to take the rest of his cock with almost no agony, at all.

"Ooooooh!" she gasped, letting him know his anal penetration was pleasing her. "More, more! Go on, Brian, do it!"

From the doorway, Harriet realized she would lave no worries about her granddaughter. In fact, the one person she had to worry about was herself. It was almost five o'clock, and her first male appointment of the day, Larry Hunter, was due at any moment. She would have to keep him away from her personal bedroom.

There was a twinkle in Idrine's eyes that Harriet also saw in Hunter's eyes, and though Renee had never admitted who had seduced her in the park, Harriet, more than once, thought Larry Hunter might be the man. She knew he was always after Renee to marry him, and couldn't understand why her daughter consistently refused. Hunter was one of the richest men in the community, and he could do wonderful things for Renee and Idrine. But then, if Hunter married her daughter, she would no longer have him as a client. She couldn't very well charge her son-in-law, nor could she let him fuck her for that matter. It was a dilemma, but so far Renee had kept it from getting out of hand by simply refusing to marry Larry Hunter.

Well, until Larry arrived, she intended watching her granddaughter lose her anal cherry.

"Unnnhhh… aaannnhhh… oooh…" Idrine moaned, enjoying the pressure immensely, now. The thrills were coming through, and her throat was gasping with pleasure.

Brian believed himself the greatest cocksman around. In the space of an hour, he had eaten two pussies, fucked one of them, and was in the process of fucking an ass after having his cock sucked, too.

Idrine absorbed it all with the greatest pleasure, no longer thinking of it as something obscene. She could feel him grunting, pushing a little harder, finally getting the entire length of penile head into her tight anus. Then her asshole sucked the rest of him in, right up into her colon.

"Oh wowwwwww!" Brian gasped. "That's… ooooooh… greeeaaattt…"

Idrine could feel tears coursing down her cheeks, but they weren't tears of pain. She was crying because she was happy. Even as she pumped her ass back, filling it with Brian's thick cock, she knew the boy wouldn't open his mouth to anyone about what was happening. To do that would not only cut him off from herself, but from her grandmother, as well. She had no idea the eighteen-year-old boy had already pumped a couple of her female classmates.

Brian was very discreet, knowing his silence assured him of getting any of those girls again. Besides, the only people to whom he might brag were other boys his own age, most of whom wouldn't believe him. Far better to keep his mouth shut. It kept the cunts open.

With what sounded like a loud, buttock-thumping whack, Idrine felt Brian succeed in burying the full length of his hard pole in her rectum. Her tiny, narrow asshole was delightfully and deliciously abused, filled with the boy's powerful wang. She felt Brian keep it locked in there, right up to the hilt, apparently savoring the moment.

She could feel his dangling, sperm-swollen testicles whacking against the heated lips of her dripping cunt. Mentally she compared his balls to those of Larry Hunter and decided Hunter had slightly bigger balls. The pressure of the young boy's wrinkly sac against her heated lips enhanced the sensations even more in her desire-ridden body. The climax Brian had brought on with his tongue before had been wonderful, but the moving pole in her rectum and colon let her know there were other wonderful feelings waiting to be enjoyed.

She moaned with lust, feeling his throbbing cock swell a little in her asshole. Her rectal sheath tightly suckled on his probing penis, enhancing the thrilling sensations for both of them, adding to the wonderfully illicit thrills she already felt.

Still a total novice to assfucking. Brian felt temporarily confused now that his cock was all the way inside Idrine's cunt.

He stared down at her blemish-free buttocks, and his nostrils twitched, smelling the dripping ooze coming from her previously licked vagina. The boy's senses became more and more aroused. Now that he had totally penetrated her rectum, subjugating her to what he wanted, making her realize she could enjoy it as much as he, Brian began tugging his pulsing meat back, feeling the reluctance of her anal tube to release any of him. The sensitive tube in the underside of his hard cock rubbed tenderly and heatedly along the incensed tissues of her aroused asshole.

Gasps still came from Idrine's mouth, and Brian knew they were gasps of pleasure. This excited him all the more. Now, more than ever, he ached to sample the mother, too. The grandmother had been terrific. Idrine was fabulous. Brian wondered if Renee was as good. He would have to find out.

Tugging all but the elastic dome of his heatedly throbbing penis from the girl's tight, anal interior, Brian paused for an instant, then surged right back into her seething depths. He felt his penis slide into her anal center like a white-hot rod sliding through sticky syrup.

He began picking up speed, enjoying the pressure of her anal walls, his ears thrilling to the sound of her, "Huuunnnhhh!" when he pushed forward, and her, "Annnggghhh!" when he pulled back. She continued delightfully making those grunting sounds as he kept on pushing and pulling.

Idrine found herself in an entirely new, wonderful, sensual world. She slid a hand between her thighs and touched the sensitive clitoris Brian had licked before. In conjunction with what his cock was doing in her ass, the pressing of her clit felt delightfully wonderful. She found herself rubbing her hot clit in time to the way he was fucking into her ass, wiggling her buttocks to make Brian enjoy it all the more.

Brian began pounding into her all the more wildly now, feeling her anal walls ease their hold a little more so he could stroke smoothly, in and out, in and out. He saw how much she was enjoying it, and this acted like a physical, inner aphrodisiac to him. Seeing how much Idrine enjoyed it, he pounded into her faster and harder. He knew the pleasure she felt was derived from the outward pressure of his moving cock against her rectal walls, and he reasoned he would be able to stretch her anus that much more if his hard cock moved faster, building up a certain amount of air pressure.

Idrine felt Brian pounding his cock into her anal center with all the power he could muster, forcing her head to slam into the pillow beneath it. When her knees slipped from under her, the pillow under her belly kept her from falling.

"Now…" Brian gasped, "I'm gonna teach you a little lesson."

Idrine wondered what he was talking about, but then, looking back between her thighs, she saw he had somehow managed to get his hands on her riding crop, and for a moment she feared he was going to hurt her. The girl was all set to pull away from Brian when she felt him reach under her thighs, and use the crop to move her fingers away. And then he was massaging her clitoris with it, lightly stroking it, causing her no pain, but enhancing her sensations even more.

She felt his hard cock speed up the tempo of its drumming through her ass. He was fucking solidly, rigidly into her rectum, keeping the riding crop pressed against her clitoris. The clutching fingers of his free hand left red marks in the soft white flesh of her tender asscheeks. She could feel her tiny breasts jiggling back and forth, the tips grazing the pillow under her, and her tender body jerked.

"Move that gorgeous butt," Brian was gasping. "Come on, Idrine. Move it faster."

Her aching inner self was totally beyond control. She felt the orgasm start to rise in her body, realizing she was going to climax. She was about to have an anal orgasm, and it would at least equal, if not surpass, the clitoral climax she'd had earlier.

From Brian's movements, she could tell he was also approaching his own peak. Soon he would be shooting that hot spunk into her, but this time it was being shot into her ass rather than her throat. She wished she could swallow the sperm into her belly. He was rutting all the more furiously now, a real bull. His gasping breath was pouring out air over her back and neck as he thrust into her bowels wickedly, aching to empty the contents of his balls into her. He was about to receive dual pleasure, because he would enjoy his own orgasm, but his own ego would get a boost knowing he had made her come while fucking her in the ass.

Idrine decided Brian was not quite the jerk she had always believed him to be. Even if he didn't hang around with all the other boys in school she liked. He was certainly more forward than any of those other boys. None of them would have had the guts to come to her grandmother's house today and pull a stunt like this.

Now she could feel the rising tide in her body, and it was a tide that would not be stayed. She managed to keep her knees under her with her head pressed into the pillow, tightening the grip of her narrow asshole, making it even more difficult for him to move his thick cock in and out. Now she was slamming her small fists into the bed as she felt the rectal orgasm building.

"Aaaaaiiiiieeeeeyyyyyaaaaa ggggghhhhh!" she screamed, her voice carrying far beyond the limits of the bedroom.

Her grandmother, still watching her, felt envious of the girl, realizing how rarely she experienced an anal orgasm herself, though quite often fucked in the ass.

Brian, realizing how much she was enjoying it, felt all the more aroused, and now his own body began stiffening as he continued pumping his prick into Idrine's rectum. He slammed into her with violent passion, determined to bullet the heavy remnants of his sperm into the gripping clutch of her ass.

"Haaaaannnnnggggghhhhh!" he gasped, his voice a high-pitched wail in the small house, carrying far beyond the bedroom walls as his semen splashed into the young girl's anus.

Harriet never used this room for her sexual escapades because it wasn't properly soundproofed. Her other room, the one with the circular bed, was the room she preferred, knowing she and her bed partner could scream their heads off in there without being heard. Even as she watched the two children enjoy the throes of their wild orgasms, she feared they were heard.

"Did you hear that?" Renee asked, as she and Larry Hunter once again approached Renee's mother's home. "It sounds as if someone in there is being murdered."

"You stay back," Hunter told her. "I'll go take a quick look."

"The hell with that," Renee snapped. "You're not leaving me behind."

The two of them rushed up the walk to Harriet Pembroke's front door. Renee already had a key in her hand, and she quickly unlocked the door. The two of them burst in. Seeing Harriet standing at the far end of one hallway, they rushed toward her.

"Idrine!" Renee screamed, seeing what her daughter was doing with Brian Wolfe.

Larry Hunter was standing beside Renee, staring at his Idrine's naked body. Though he felt a certain amount of lust shooting through him, he also felt some fatherly anger that his daughter was being handled this way. He ran into the room, yanked Brian off the girl, and slammed him against the wall.

"Stop that!" Harriet Pembroke yelled. "This is my house and I won't have any of this going on."

"No, you just have a lot of fucking and sucking going on all the time," Larry Hunter snapped, dropping Brian.

"Well you ought to know, since you do a lot of it," Harriet angrily said to him.

"Yeah, but with you, not with my own kid."

There it was. Hunter had inadvertently blurted it out for everyone to know, including Brian Wolfe. The most stunned of all was Idrine.

"Do you mean to say you're my father?" she asked.

"Yes," Renee broke in, because Hunter was too embarrassed to reply. "He's your father. And that park out there is your breeding ground, where you were spawned one summer's evening."

"You're kidding," Brian said, looking at Renee.

"Oh no, I'm very serious," Renee told the boy. "Right where that shooting gallery is now, there used to be a clump of bushes and trees with a space inside them. And that's where Mr. Hunter, here, grabbed me and started the making of Idrine."

"Well I've offered to marry you a thousand times," Larry said.

"Why, so you can go on doing to me what you did that night? That's the only reason why you want to marry me. Then you'll be doing things with your wife and your mother-in-law."

"That sounds like it'd be a lot of fun," Harriet broke in. "Unfortunately for you, dear daughter, you're a terrible prude."

"Mother, how could you even think of doing such a thing."

"Why not?" Idrine broke in. "I expect I could become part of it, too."

She smirked at Larry Hunter when she said that, and saw the man blush. Renee, who had no idea why her daughter had come out with such a remark, said, "Go put some clothes on. We're leaving here before you become further corrupted."

"Are you insinuating that I'm corrupting Idrine?" Harriet asked.

"You and your customers," Renee snapped, pointing at Brian and Larry.

"You know," Harriet said to her daughter, "the trouble with you is, you're too much of a puritan. Because of it, you've ruined your entire life, and now you're trying to ruin Idrine's life."

"Mother!" Renee gasped. "Are you suggesting I allow Idrine to put out for her father?"

"Why the Devil not!" Harriet snapped. "If both Larry and Idrine enjoy it, who are you to stand in their way? And Larry, if Idrine enjoys doing things with Brian Wolfe, how dare you come in and break it up?"

Hunter began reddening, and shrugging his shoulders. He didn't know what to say.

"Mother, you're being disgusting," Renee snapped.

"And you're too uptight," Harriet said to her daughter.

Going to her kitchen, Harriet poured some amber liquid from a bottle she had taken from a cabinet, into four glasses. She brought the glasses, on a tray, into the living room, and called to the two women and the two males to come in. Idrine had put on the negligee Brian had discarded.

According to her appointment book, Harriet Pembroke didn't have a six o'clock appointment, but it would be more than made up for a later one, when she had an eight o'clock date with two brothers, both of whom wanted to use her at the same time. So she had an extra hour in which to finally help straighten out Renee. It was time for her straitlaced daughter to come down to earth and realize fucking was not a bad thing because some impotent man, many years ago, put down certain rules and regulations and called it a holy book. Harriet was a totally non-religious woman, and as a result lived by no one's church rules and regulations. She had brought her daughter up to be open-minded, but Renee had been corrupted by some of her school girl friends, early in life. Had it not been for her being seduced by Larry Hunter, it was possible Renee would have grown up without her anti-sexual hangups.

There was a touch of aphrodisiacs in the drinks she had given the four people. For once, she was going to be an observer. This was one time she should not take part, but her daughter would, instead. So would her granddaughter, and if Idrine wanted to screw for her father, then let her. Harriet could see the young girl was entranced by the thought.

Having discovered Hunter was her father, Idrine found him more exciting than ever. She wanted him to deflower her, as he had deflowered her mother. She would show him she was not an ungrateful female. She would show her appreciation.