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The Lottery
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A teenage virgin and her single mother move to a suburb 
of a large city and the daughter meets her new next 
door neighbor. She learns about a club where teenage 
virgins are made available to the black members for the 
duration of the school year and she and her new friend 
join the club. The scholarships they will receive if 
they complete the year are not their main motivation. 
(MMf-teen, ff, inc, intr)

***

Author Note: To that small group of disturbed people 
who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, 
thank you.

***

My mom and I had just moved into a new house in a new 
town about fifty miles outside of Cleveland. It wasn't 
a big city. But I had been born and raised in a small 
town in Vermont and we had moved to Ohio right after I 
graduated from the eighth grade. I was nervous enough 
about starting high school. Now I was going to have to 
start my whole life over it seemed. 

My dad had died last year. His car was t-boned at an 
intersection by a drunk driver. I had just about gotten 
to where I could live with that when mom had been 
offered a better job at more than double her old salary 
at her employer's main headquarters. We had hated to 
leave Vermont, but life would have been pretty rough on 
mom's old salary, even with the insurance settlement.

We had found a very nice older house on a nice, quiet, 
tree lined street and mom had gotten the roof and the 
central heat and air system replaced, the windows 
upgraded and more insulation in the attic. 

We loaded up a big rented truck with the stuff that we 
could carry and mom hired a mover to bring the rest. We 
had moved in with only our clothes and a couple of air 
mattresses and sleeping bags, the kitchen stuff and all 
of the smaller stuff. Books and pictures and stuff like 
that. It would be a very long, but as it turned out, 
very eventful week and a half before we got our 
furniture.

We had pulled up in front of the new house in the late 
afternoon. It had been a long, slow, and very nervous 
trip. Mom was not much of a truck driver and it showed. 
She stopped three times before we got to the Interstate 
to make sure our car was still on the tow dolly behind 
the truck. 

Her nervous driving didn't do anything to sooth my 
nerves, and she hadn't gotten much more comfortable by 
the time we got to our destination. The trip had taken 
two days. We had stopped often and by the time that we 
had stopped for the night somewhere in Pennsylvania, we 
were just barely half way there, and it was nearly 
midnight. So we left early the next morning and didn't 
stop as much. We made better time the second day.

We struggled with the tow dolly and got the car free 
and then we got the things we needed for our first 
night in the house out of our car and left the daunting 
task of unloading the truck for the next day.

We had no more than gotten in the house and were 
standing in the middle of the empty living room when 
there was a knock at the door. Mom answered it and it 
was the next door neighbor. She insisted that we join 
them for dinner and spend the evening at their house. 

That was when I met my new best friend. Rachel was 
fourteen, same as me. We would both be starting our 
freshman year at Benedict Arnold High School in a 
couple of weeks. We turned out to have a lot in common. 
We even looked a lot alike. We were both blue eyed 
blondes with nice figures, if not yet fully developed. 
We soon learned that we wore the same sizes and started 
wearing each other's clothes.

Rachel had a sister who wasn't home that night. She was 
a year older than Rachel. She was staying overnight 
with a friend. Rachel's dad was also away. He worked 
for the Ohio Department of Transportation and traveled 
around the state frequently. 

After a great dinner and a fun evening of getting to 
know my new best friend, we ended up spending the night 
in their house. I slept in the other twin bed in 
Rachel's room. Mom slept in Rachel's sister, Kylie's 
room. It beat the hell out of an air mattress on the 
floor in an empty house.

It had been a fun evening and we had all gotten along 
very well. It made the move suddenly a lot less 
wrenching. We hadn't even unpacked, and already I had a 
friend!

The next morning we got up and Mrs. Davis, Rachel's 
mom, and my mother worked together to make breakfast. 
Then they came over, despite all of our protests, and 
helped us unload the truck. We unhooked the tow dolly, 
which turned out to be easier than we thought it would. 
Then mom backed the truck into the driveway and we 
worked together and had the truck unloaded by lunch 
time. It had taken us all day, and I'm talking dawn to 
dark, to load the damned thing! The extra help was 
really appreciated. 

We hooked the tow dolly back up and mom took the truck 
back to the rental place. Mrs. Davis followed her and 
drove her home. While they were gone, Rachel and I went 
through the boxes and picked out the ones that went in 
my room and while we gossiped I hung up my clothes in 
my new closet.

That was pretty much all we could do until our 
furniture arrived. We went back over to Rachel's house 
and hung around in her room, still gossiping like a 
couple of school girls.

While we were talking, Rachel's sister came home from 
her sleepover. She came into Rachel's room and we 
talked for a while. Kylie had to get ready to go to the 
mall with her friends and was on the way out of the 
door when she turned and asked Rachel, "Did you tell 
her about The Lottery?"

Rachel turned bright red and exclaimed, "Kylie! Damn 
you!"

Kylie just shrugged and left.

"What was that about?" I asked.

Rachel obviously didn't know what to say. She looked 
really upset. She finally said, "She shouldn't have 
said that. It's a secret thing that goes on. I'm not 
supposed to talk about it."

"Yes you are," Kylie yelled from the hallway.

"Go away!" Rachel yelled to her sister.

Rachel was obviously upset. I could see that it 
embarrassed her and she didn't want to talk about it. I 
suppose that was why I was so curious. I didn't know 
how a lottery could upset anyone so, or be so 
embarrassing. But I was determined to find out.

Rachel kept changing the subject, but I kept trying to 
bring it up. Finally, Kylie stood in the doorway again 
and said, "Rachel, she is going to find out. At least 
if she learns about it from you she'll get the straight 
story."

Rachel rolled her eyes and I could see that she was 
giving up. She said, "Okay, but she is going to have 
questions. You better stay."

Kylie came back in and closed the door and sat down on 
Rachel's bed and got comfortable. Rachel looked very 
nervous. I could see that she was trying to figure out 
how best to say whatever it was she had to say. 

She finally said, "There is a secret lottery. We aren't 
sure when it started, but Kylie thinks it just started 
three years ago, four at the most."

Rachel paused again and then said, "I need to ask you a 
personal question, okay?"

I nodded and she asked, "Are you a virgin?"

I was, but it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't so much that 
I was saving myself for marriage. Just that pretty much 
everyone in the small town where I grew up was a 
virgin. Well, the kids anyway. There were so few of us, 
because the town was so small, that there weren't even 
any boys my age that I could have for a boyfriend. I 
had gone to one of the few remaining one room school 
houses in the state. I was the only one in my grade, 
all the way from first grade to eighth grade.

I told Rachel that I was, indeed, a virgin, and I told 
her why.

"The Lottery is about sex," Rachel finally said, a note 
of exasperation in her voice. "Do you still want to 
hear about it?"

I grinned and said, "More than ever!"

She shot her sister a dirty look and said, "Alright, 
but you can't tell anyone what I am going to tell you, 
especially not your mother. Can you deal with that?"

I nodded, it was sounding more interesting all the 
time.

"The Lottery was started by a group of black 
businessmen, executives, wealthy men, mostly from 
Cleveland. It also includes several well known athletes 
from the Cleveland pro sports teams. The members of The 
Lottery each chip in $150,000 at the beginning of the 
lottery period, which is the school year. In addition, 
every Saturday they have to pay $1,000 to attend the 
party."

"They recruit twenty-five white girls from our freshman 
class. Preferably virgins, but exceptions are made for 
hotties. Those twenty-five girls are required to go to 
a secret location every Saturday for the entire school 
year. The men in The Lottery come to town for the day 
and the men all fuck as many of the girls as they can 
until the end of the day. Not just fucking of course. 
The girls have to suck them to keep them getting hard 
so that they can last as long as possible."

I was a little embarrassed when Rachel leaned over and 
gently closed my mouth. I was listening in a state of 
near shock. She smiled at my reaction and continued.

"The object of The Lottery is to get all of the girls 
pregnant. Then, once all of the babies are born, they 
do DNA testing and the man that has fathered the most 
babies wins The Lottery."

"Every girl, at least every girl that gets pregnant, I 
heard that there was one that didn't, gets $100,000 and 
free medical. Two girls have had twins and they got 
paid double. The winner of The Lottery gets whatever is 
left over after the girls are paid and the medical 
expenses are paid. Last year it was just over two 
million dollars, though it's doubtful that any of them 
are in it for the money."

"In addition to the Saturday parties, where anyone that 
wants can fuck any of the girls that they want, the 
girls don't go to study hall when they are in school. 
There is a special room in the basement of the High 
School that has a door that opens up onto a private 
parking area on the side of the school."

The girls all go to that room during study hall. Four 
days a week it is just a normal study period for them. 
On Wednesday, they get undressed and wait. Sometimes 
they just hang around until the period is over and then 
they get dressed and go about their business. 
Sometimes, men come in. They are special friends of the 
men in The Lottery, or people that have done favors for 
them, or once in while it is a relative of one of them. 
That room is where a lot of The Lottery member's 
teenaged sons have lost their virginity."

"When they come in the girls do whatever the guys want, 
except fuck, of course. Only the men in The Lottery can 
fuck them. That means if you are one of the girls in 
The Lottery, you can't have a boy friend during your 
freshman year. Or at least you can't fuck him."

"How do you know all of this?" I asked, not quite sure 
that my leg wasn't being pulled.

"Because Kylie was in it last year," Rachel replied.

Kylie had picked up a magazine and was reading it while 
Rachel explained The Lottery. She didn't even look up 
when Rachel told me that she had been in The Lottery 
last year.

"Are you going to do it?" I asked, still more than a 
little incredulous.

"For $100,000, tax free?! You bet your ass I am. Kylie 
said that, after the first few times, it was a lot of 
fun. She would have loved to do it again this year, but 
it's only for incoming freshman."

"Most of the girls are fourteen. There were a few that 
were only thirteen, and a few that were fifteen. That 
was due mostly to the vagaries of birthdates. Basically 
the girls are all about the same age. You can only be 
in it one year, and it is always freshmen girls."

"They check your reputation. Virgin's are preferred, 
but you can get in if you aren't a virgin, as long as 
you aren't a slut. Everyone, all the girls, all the men 
in The Lottery, and any of the guests that come by the 
school on Wednesday to play around with the girls in 
the special room, are all tested for everything."

"Aren't you scared?" I asked.

Rachel shrugged and said, "Yeah, a little. But I know a 
lot about what will happen from Kylie and I know that 
she doesn't have any regrets."

"What about the babies? What happens to them?" I was 
not sure why I was asking so many questions. Surely I 
wasn't considering this!

Kylie finally joined the conversation. "If the girls 
want to keep them they can. If they don't, they never 
even see them. They are already promised to families by 
the time that they are born. Sometimes the fathers 
adopt them into their families, but mostly they are 
adopted out through a special service set up by The 
Lottery."

"How do you feel about that?" I asked her. 

Kylie shrugged and said, "I didn't want a baby. I 
didn't do it for a baby. I'm too young to raise a 
child. But for ten months the sex was fucking 
fantastic. Even after you get pregnant you keep having 
sex, right up to the end. Now I have $100,000 set up in 
a special investment account that they set up for all 
of the girls through a broker that is in The Lottery. 
And it is growing fast. I can't get it until I go to 
college, or turn twenty-one. By then they estimate that 
it will be worth almost $150,000."

"What about your parents?"

Kylie shrugged again and smiled. "I'm not the first 
girl in town to get pregnant. In fact, for some reason, 
the pregnancy rate among teenage girls in this town is 
very high. They were disappointed but they got over it. 
It isn't like it was fifty years ago. Kids have sex 
now. And girls get knocked up. It happens."

"What do you tell your parents when you leave the house 
every Saturday?"

"We all used the same story. We told our parents that 
we had a part time job on Saturday, working at the 
public library. Putting books back on the shelves and 
things like that. If your mom called the library or 
came in looking for you, the librarian told your 
parents that you were in the basement and would call 
back, or had gone out on an errand. Then they got a 
message to us at the party and we called our parents 
back from there. In exchange, the librarian gets to 
visit the girls in study hall on Wednesday."

"What is it like? The parties I mean. What do you do? 
What is it like to have sex with anyone that wants to?" 
As I asked I realized that, at least in the abstract, 
the prospect of spending a Saturday like that was kind 
of exciting.

The thing about growing up in a small town in the 
mountains in Vermont is that I never saw anyone who was 
not white until I was ten or eleven years old. I still 
remember it clearly. It was very embarrassing. I was 
walking down the road one day when a car stopped and 
the driver asked for directions. I looked inside the 
car and saw the first black family I had ever seen. I 
stared at them like they were sideshow freaks for at 
least a minute before I pulled myself together. They 
must have thought I was nuts.

I'm not prejudiced. I wasn't raised that way. I don't 
even know anyone that is. I had just never even spoken 
to anyone that wasn't white, except for the directions 
I had stuttered out to that poor lost family. Not until 
my father died. Then we started going into the city and 
dealing with police and lawyers and undertakers and 
insurance people and public officials. Well, mom did. I 
was just following her around in a daze. We had lived a 
very rural existence. I was in for quite a culture 
shock, like this conversation, for instance.

Kylie got a wistful look on her face as she turned over 
on her side and started describing the parties. "The 
first Saturday was really scary. I had no idea what was 
going to happen. I didn't have a big sister who had 
been there and done that. There is no t-shirt, by the 
way."

"We, the girls, were all gathered together in a large 
room with lots of comfortable chairs. A man explained 
what would happen, what our Saturdays would be like, 
and our Wednesdays. Then he told us that the first 
Saturday was reserved for our medical exams and 
introductions. The men in The Lottery had already had 
their exams."

"We would be required to undress. We were never allowed 
to wear clothes at the parties. Our medical exams would 
be done in the middle of the public room. The men would 
be circulating through the room all day, getting to 
know the girls. There was a lot of touching and 
kissing, but no sex until the tests came back."

"After the exams we were all given special bracelets. 
The girls that were virgins got platinum, the few 
others got gold. I thought that was kind of silly 
since, after the following Saturday there weren't going 
to be any virgins in the room. But what the hell, it's 
their party."

The next Saturday, we all came back and we were checked 
in and turned in our clothes at the door. We went to 
the main room and it looked like the men were pretty 
much all there already. They try to get there early, 
especially that first day. The men all start out with 
clothes on. It is actually pretty exciting to be naked 
in a room full of fully dressed, middle aged, black 
men. I suppose if you were not the sort of girl who 
might think that was exciting, you wouldn't sign up for 
The Lottery."

The first couple of hours were a lot like the previous 
Saturday, except there were no exams. There was a lot 
of touching and kissing though."

"The sides of the big party room are lined with open 
cubicles. Each one had a bed in it. Each of the men had 
a cubicle assigned to him."

"Before long, the men started taking girls into the 
cubicles and they would get undressed and do some 
serious making out. For most of us it was the first 
time we had seen a naked man. It was pretty exciting."

"It was also the first time we had either given or 
received oral sex. The entire first couple of hours 
were actually just foreplay. We, all of us girls, spent 
about twenty or thirty minutes with one of the men, 
kissing and touching and having our pussies licked for 
the first time, and sucking a cock for the first time."

"A lot of the girls were having orgasms, but the guys 
all held off. After about a half an hour with one guy 
they would take us back out into the room and soon 
everyone was naked. We would stand around for a few 
minutes, until another man would take our hand and pull 
us into his cubicle. Then it started all over again."

"After a couple hours of that, the most uptight virgin 
in the world was ready to give it up! That's when it 
started for real. You should have heard all of those 
cherries popping at the beginning of the third hour! 
Girls were groaning and crying out. If I hadn't been so 
busy losing my own cherry it might have been funny."

"That was the only time that there was any pain though. 
Well, almost. There was never any rough stuff, no whips 
and chains or that kind of kinky stuff. They always 
treated us well. On a typical Saturday, after the first 
couple of weeks, we would each be fucked by an average 
of four or five guys. There was plenty of rest in 
between, time to clean up and get your breath."

"In between there was a lot of talking, and touching, 
and kissing, and we had to do a lot of sucking big 
black cocks, especially as the day wore on. Sometimes a 
guy would lose it and cum in your mouth, but they had a 
lot of money at stake so most of that stuff went into 
our pussies."

"Wednesdays, on the other hand, you could end up 
swallowing a lot of cum on a busy day."

Right then the doorbell rang. Kylie got up and said, 
"That's my friends, I gotta go."

When she left, Rachel and I just sat staring at each 
other for a long time. 

I finally asked, "You really want to do that?"

She grinned and I could see that she was still very 
embarrassed. "Yes," she said. "Kylie wasn't supposed to 
tell me about it. At least not until it was time for me 
to decide for myself. But we never keep anything from 
each other. Every Saturday, and every Wednesday, she 
would come home and we would go into her room and she 
would tell me everything that happened."

"That's why I am so embarrassed, I guess. The money is 
cool. But that isn't why I'm volunteering. I stayed 
super horny all during the last school year. I listened 
to Kylie's descriptions of her parties and I wanted 
desperately to go. That's why Jerry Martin spent so 
much time with blue balls last year. I was determined 
to get one of those platinum bracelets. I was saving my 
virginity for The Lottery."

"How do you volunteer?" I heard myself asking.

"Are you thinking about it?" Rachel asked. 

"Do you think I should?" I asked.

Rachel shrugged and said, "Every girl has to decide for 
themselves. If the idea of it doesn't turn you on then 
I suspect it would be a long damned year. It would be 
neat if my new best friend was there too. Then we could 
talk about everything and I wouldn't be so nervous. But 
once you start you have to finish out the year. Even if 
you are having your period you have to go and at least 
they can use your mouth. Kylie said that after a month 
or so they start doing anal too. They eventually broke 
in all of the girls that way. The first few times are 
supposed to be pretty uncomfortable. Some of the girls 
get to like it so much they have orgasms that way. A 
few of them do, not many."

"You didn't answer me," I said. "How do you volunteer?"

Rachel said, "You go to the town library and ask to 
speak to the head librarian in private. You tell him 
that you want to volunteer for The Lottery. He asks you 
some questions and then, if he thinks you are a good 
candidate, he asks you to take off your clothes and he 
takes some pictures of you which he sends to the 
selection committee for The Lottery."

"We don't find out who is accepted until the first day 
of school. Someone will put up a list of names on a 
bulletin board. Just a list of names and no indication 
of what it is. But the girls all know to check it."

I knew I should think this over for a while. No, 
actually, I knew I should have nothing to do with this. 
The thing is, while Rachel and Kylie had been telling 
me about The Lottery, I had gotten so excited that I 
could hardly breathe for a while. I was still excited.

"How do you get to the library from here?" I asked.

Rachel looked at me, studying me closely. "Megan, you 
can't decide just like that. You have to think about 
this for a while. I had all year to think about it. The 
other girls that are being recruited will have had 
weeks to think about it."

"I don't have weeks," I said. "You may be right. I 
should probably think it over. Except that I know how 
excited I got when you and your sister were telling me 
about it."

I grinned and said, "Wanna smell my panties?!"

"Fuck you!" Rachel exclaimed and laughed at my joke. 
Yes, it was a joke. Shame on you for what you're 
thinking!

"Megan," Rachel said, "If you are serious, I'll take 
you down there. But you need to be sure, because you 
can't back out once you are in. If you get accepted, 
you are going to get fucked, a lot, by guys you don't 
even know. And you are going to have a baby. Think 
about that. You aren't just going to get fucked. You 
are going to have a baby. That puts a girl through a 
lot of changes; especially when it's a girl our age."

"I'm feeling a lot like Kylie," I responded. "I don't 
really want to have a baby. I will, for that much 
money. But the idea of being available for all of those 
people to fuck whenever they want, Jesus! I'm not 
kidding Rachel, my panties are soaked through!"

Rachel sighed and said, "Okay, we both need a shower. 
Go home and take a shower and put on a nice dress. Come 
back when you are ready. If you haven't changed your 
mind by then I will take you to the library."

My mother and Mrs. Davis were driving up as I headed 
back to our house. I stopped to tell my mother that I 
was going to clean up and Rachel and I were going to 
the library. It would be a new experience for me. Our 
little town was too small to have a library. I had 
never been in one.

My mother approved wholeheartedly and I took a quick 
shower, dug some clean underwear out of a suitcase and 
put on a clean, if slightly wrinkled dress. I was back 
at Rachel's house in less than half an hour. Rachel was 
all ready to go and she met me at the door. Mom stopped 
us and gave me some money in case we wanted to get a 
burger or a drink or something and we took off. 

We could have taken the bus. The library was a couple 
of miles from where we lived. It was a nice day though, 
and I wanted to see the town so we walked.

The area we passed through on our route was almost all 
residential until just before we got to the library. It 
was on a quiet side street in a very large, very old 
building. Inside it was beautiful. Everywhere you 
looked there was dark wood. Wood walls, wood shelves, 
wood trim, wood floors. It had high ceilings and was 
light and airy and the smell was indescribable, but 
very welcoming.

I followed Rachel past the front desk and over to a 
small office off to the side, all by itself. The door 
was open and Rachel looked inside and then knocked 
lightly on the door.

I was standing right behind her and I saw the man at 
the desk look up and smile when he saw Rachel. "What 
can I do for you young lady?" he asked.

Rachel said, "Can we come in for a moment, I need to 
ask you something?"

He said, "Certainly, please, come in. Close the door 
and have a seat."

We went in and I closed the door and sat down in one of 
the chairs in front of the desk. The man behind the 
desk was about forty-five or so, balding, a little on 
the paunchy side, but not bad looking. His skin was 
medium brown, not very dark. He had a nice friendly 
smile and he waited for Rachel to speak.

"Mr. Meeks, this is my friend, Megan. She just moved to 
town. She wants to volunteer for The Lottery."

He had probably suspected what this was about. His 
expression never changed. He looked at me closely and 
in his deep, calm, soothing voice, he asked me, "Tell 
me what you know about the Lottery."

It was all still fresh in my mind, so I had no problem 
repeating back to him everything that I had been told 
by Rachel and Kylie.

"You are remarkably well informed," he said. "Tell me 
about yourself, if you don't mind."

So I did, my age, my life in general, about my mom and 
my dad. I told him everything that I could think of.

He listened carefully and then he asked, "Why do you 
want to volunteer?"

I told him the truth, I told him exactly why. I told 
him how excited I had gotten when they told me about 
The Lottery. I explained that I could not get those 
erotic images out of my mind. I told him that, while I 
wasn't all that thrilled with the idea of having a baby 
at the age of fourteen, the money didn't suck. But that 
wasn't why I wanted to volunteer. I wanted to go to 
those parties on Saturday. I wanted to spend my 
Wednesdays in the special study hall.

"Your mother will be very disappointed, you know. And 
it isn't easy being a single, pregnant woman at any 
age. It is especially difficult at your age," he said 
seriously. I am not sure if he was trying to talk me 
out of it or just make sure I was going in with my eyes 
wide open. 

"I understand," I said. "I admit that I am sorry that 
my mother will be disappointed in me. But then, the 
odds are, now that I live somewhere that there are boys 
my own age, I probably won't make it to graduation a 
virgin anyway, and where there's sex there's babies."

"You have never even been on a date?!" he asked.

"No sir. The only boy I have ever kissed was my father, 
and that doesn't count."

He sat back and thought for a while and then he said, 
"Well, you seem to understand what you are getting 
into. Lock the door and undress please."

I was so excited that I was shaking. I stood up and 
turned the lock on the doorknob. Then I turned and 
stood by the chair I had been sitting in. I dropped my 
purse in the chair and slid out of my shoes. Then, with 
great difficulty, because my hands were shaking so 
badly, I started unbuttoning the buttons that ran down 
the front of my dress. The silence in the room as I 
undressed in front of a man for the first time was 
deafening.

When I finally had the buttons undone, I slid my dress 
off of my shoulders and it fell to my waist. I took a 
deep breath and hooked my thumbs in the waist band and 
slid the dress off and dropped it on top of my chair. 

I glanced at Mr. Meeks and he was watching closely, but 
calmly. Not like drooling or anything. I reached behind 
my back and unfastened my bra and dropped it on top of 
my dress. I was kind of nervous about showing my boobs. 
I was just an A cup. I had been growing pretty fast 
lately, and I was pretty sure that the next time I 
bought a bra it would be a B cup. Still, I was a bit 
self conscious because my breasts weren't bigger. Mr. 
Meeks seemed pleased though. 

"Lovely!" he exclaimed when I had removed my bra. "They 
are just perfect!" 

I needed that. It really helped.


I finally took a deep breath, steeled my nerves and 
slid my panties down and stepped out of them. I was 
naked in front of a man for the first time and I was so 
excited that I could hardly stand! God it was exciting!

Mr. Meeks looked at me and smiled and said, "You are a 
beautiful young lady. I think that I can guarantee that 
The Lottery committee will accept you, if you are sure 
that is what you want."

Standing here, naked in front of a man that I had just 
met was all that it took to convince me that this was 
what I wanted. I was so turned on right now that I was 
sorry he wouldn't be fucking me. Right here and now!

He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a 
digital camera. Rachel stood up and moved out of the 
way. I saw the smile on her face. She was enjoying this 
too!

Mr. Meeks came around his desk and took pictures of me 
standing up straight. He moved around me taking a 
picture from every angle. Then I posed with my hands 
clasped behind my neck, which really made my boobs look 
good! 

Next I was instructed to turn around and bend over and 
spread my legs.

I felt the cool room air on my pussy when I assumed 
that pose. I knew that he could see my pussy clearly, 
but it got more interesting. He ordered me to reach 
back and spread the cheeks of my butt! My entire body 
trembled with excitement as I exposed myself to the 
librarian and his camera.

When he had taken several pictures of me in that 
humiliating position he made me lay down on the carpet 
and lift my legs in the air and spread them. He knelt 
between my legs and ordered me to open my pussy up with 
my fingers. 

I reached down and put my fingers on either side of my 
tight, virgin opening and slowly spread myself so that 
he could see inside of me. I had my eyes closed, but I 
heard him say, "Look at that!" in a breathless voice 
and when I opened my eyes I saw Rachel, standing right 
behind Mr. Meeks and she looked just as turned on as I 
was!

I watched as he took several pictures and then he 
smiled at me and said, "Megan, I am going to have a 
very difficult time that first Wednesday, trying to 
figure out which of you to enjoy first. You are both 
two of the most beautiful young women that have ever 
come through this office."

Rachel smiled and said softly, "Why choose? We'll both 
be there, and we're good friends."

He smiled at that and said, "Oh really, how good?"

"Not that good, at least not yet, but I think I'm going 
to try to talk her into it," Rachel said, and then she 
reached down and helped me to my feet and stood toe to 
toe with me, our breasts almost touching. "How do you 
feel about that?" she asked me.

I had never considered the possibility of doing 
anything with another girl. All of my fantasies, and I 
had many, involved me and a boy, or boys. I had some 
pretty exciting fantasies.

"You know something?" I asked breathlessly. "I never 
thought about it before. Suddenly I don't think it 
sounds like a bad idea. Your mother did suggest that we 
stay with you until our furniture arrived."

"Ladies, I am going have to ask you to control 
yourselves. I find that this has been the most 
difficult interview I have ever had to do. I have given 
my word not to molest the young ladies that come to me 
to apply for The Lottery program. I have never before 
had this much trouble keeping my word."

"Megan, please sit at my desk and fill out this 
employment application. All I need is your name and 
address, phone number and next of kin. I realize that 
you have no job history and I don't really care, as you 
can probably tell."

I glanced at his tented pants curiously. I had yet to 
see a man undressed. I was tempted to try to talk him 
into not keeping his word. Instead I sat at his desk, 
still naked, and completed the form. I didn't have a 
phone yet, so I had to use Rachel's phone number.

I was disappointed when he told me to get dressed. He 
never even touched me! 

He watched me dress, he and Rachel. Then he unlocked 
his door and shook our hands. He thanked Rachel for 
doing such a good job of recruiting and then we left. 
On the way out I stopped and got a library card. I had 
never had one before. I loved to read, I was going to 
like it here.

Rachel and I left the library. We were getting strange 
looks from the woman who helped me get the library 
card. I realized that Rachel and I were both flushed. 
We looked like we had run a marathon!

As soon as we got outside we exploded in laughter. 
People looked at us like we were nuts. I suppose they 
were right!

We walked around town a little. Compared to where I was 
from this was a big city. There was a nice little park 
in the middle of downtown with a small war memorial and 
a bandstand. You could almost throw a rock from one end 
of it to the other. There were four streets of shops, 
and Rachel told me that on the edge of town there was a 
mall. It was a small one but I had never been in one 
before. I couldn't wait to see it. 

Although the town wasn't that large, there were a lot 
of people living in the area that came to town to shop, 
and a lot of kids from this town and smaller 
surrounding towns that came here for an education. The 
graduating class last year at the high school had been 
more than two hundred kids and it got larger every 
year. Cleveland kept growing closer.

It was getting late and we wound up our tour of the 
town and headed home. We had both studiously avoided 
any further mention of broadening the scope of our 
friendship. I am pretty sure that we were both still 
thinking about it though. I was, and I could see it in 
her face every time I looked at her. This was going to 
be an interesting evening.

We walked slow and took a meandering route so that I 
could see some of the town that I had not already seen, 
and so that I could see how easy it was to get around 
town. So it took us about forty-five minutes to get 
home. 

We got there just in time. Mrs. Davis, Kylie and mom 
were just trying to decide what kinds of pizza to 
order.

Once the pizzas were ordered the five of us sat around 
and talked girl talk for a while. Mom and I were both 
becoming much more comfortable with the decision to 
move here.

I told my mother that Rachel and I had both applied for 
a part time job at the library on Saturdays during the 
school year. Mom said that I didn't have to work. She 
would give me an allowance. I insisted though. I told 
her how much I loved the library, which was true, and 
how much fun I thought that it would be. She actually 
seemed kind of proud of me.

That, of course, reminded me of the disappointment she 
was going to experience in the coming months, when I 
got pregnant with a black baby. Well, she would 
probably never know its race. Not that she would care 
about that. Just that I had, "Ruined my childhood by 
being careless and getting pregnant." I could already 
hear the lecture I was going to get.

Where we had lived, up in the mountains, we didn't have 
cable TV. The broadcast stations we got were usually 
more snow than picture. So we never got much into 
television shows. We played games and read a lot. We 
spent a lot of time outdoors. So when everyone went 
into the living room after we ate, Rachel and I excused 
ourselves to go to her room. We had no desire to watch 
TV tonight.

As we started down the hall Kylie joined us.

We went into Rachel's room and Kylie closed the door 
and leaned against it and said, "I want to hear every 
detail!"

Rachel and I grinned at each other and we gathered 
around on Rachel's bed and Rachel and I told her 
everything that had happened, and everything that Mr. 
Meeks had said. I got excited all over again as I 
described undressing in that small office while the 
head librarian and Rachel looked on. I described the 
poses I had assumed and Rachel and I even giggled and 
hinted at the conversation we had in front of Mr. 
Meeks. We even mentioned the possibility of something 
happening this evening, after everyone went to bed.

That got Kylie's attention! She asked me if I had ever 
done anything with another girl and I said, "Hell no! I 
have never done anything with anyone! But I was so 
disappointed when he made me put my clothes back on 
today. God! I wanted someone to do something to me so 
bad!"

They laughed quietly and assured me that they had felt 
the same way. Kylie said, "I am supposed to sleep on 
the couch until your furniture comes. Mom volunteered 
me. Would you guys mind if I slept in here? I don't 
want to miss any of the fun."

Rachel and I looked at each other and shrugged. I 
wasn't sure how this was going to work. We seemed to 
have more or less accepted that we were going to do 
something tonight, although we didn't know what. On the 
one hand, we could use someone like Kylie around who 
had a sex education and knew what to do. But I wondered 
if they were going to do something together. Incest, 
that's a big taboo. Of course, everything we were 
planning on doing was taboo. I didn't have any problem 
with it, but I didn't have any siblings.

"Have you ever done anything with another girl?" I 
asked her.

"Yes, it was fairly common on Wednesdays," she 
responded. "Guys would come in during my study hall 
period, there would usually be eight of us, sitting 
around naked and waiting, just in case someone came in. 

When someone did, Mr. Meeks for instance, he would 
usually have two girls and sometimes three, at the same 
time. Sometimes he would have one girl sit on his face 
while two others would suck his cock and lick his 
balls. 

Sometimes he would just get comfortable and one of us 
would suck his cock and he would ask two others to come 
close and lie down and make out while he watched. Some 
of the girls hated it. I liked it. Not at first. It 
wasn't something that I had realized was going to be 
asked of me and I wasn't mentally ready." 

"Once I had tried it I liked it though. It's fun. On 
Saturdays, as the day progressed and the guys needed 
more and more stimulation to get it up again, they 
often wanted us to put on a little show for them."

Rachel, Kylie and I cycled through the showers and put 
on our sleepwear. We went out and said goodnight to our 
mothers. Then we went back to the bedroom and turned 
out the light. We sat on the edge of the two beds, so 
close together that our knees touched, and for a few 
minutes we sat in uncomfortable silence, not knowing 
where to start, and who would do what to whom.

Fortunately, Kylie took charge and things started to 
move along quickly. We quietly pushed the two beds 
together. Then Kylie had me get in the middle and they 
got in bed on either side of me.

I was lying on my back and they were both lying on 
their sides facing me. No one spoke, and no one moved 
for a moment, then Kylie took the lead and I felt her 
hand softly come to rest on my stomach and then move 
slowly up towards my breast. I gasped at her touch. It 
was the first time that I had ever been touched in a 
sexual manner by anyone, and it was very exciting. Then 
it got more exciting. Rachel saw what her sister was 
doing and she followed her lead. Soon I had a hand on 
each of my breasts and a beautiful young girl kissing 
either side of my face.

It was wonderful! It left me nearly breathless. I 
started turning my head to return the kisses, first 
with Rachel, then Kylie. They were soft, warm, gentle 
kisses at first. As I quickly reached my boiling point 
they moved their hands under my t-shirt and the feel of 
their soft, warm hands on my sensitive breasts was 
driving me crazy. I was moaning out loud now and Kylie 
bit my lip and smiled when I opened my eyes. 

She giggled and said, "I am going to assume that you 
don't want your mother to see you like this. So keep it 
down!"

I laughed quietly and said, "Okay, I'll try!"

Soon my t-shirt was up around my neck and there were 
two sets of soft, warm lips kissing my breasts and 
teasing my nipples. Damn! It felt wonderful!

After several minutes of that, Kylie began kissing her 
way down my stomach. I felt the muscles in my stomach 
flutter involuntarily at her sexy touch. When she had 
reached my panties, she didn't remove them. Instead she 
kissed me through them. She kissed all around until she 
finally reached my nylon covered pussy. 

I didn't understand at first why she was doing that. 
Not until she had reached my pussy and pressed her lips 
against me and blew her warm breath through my panties. 
It was so hot! Really! I mean, it was hot, like sexy. 
But it was also hot, like heat. The temperature over my 
pussy went up to just below the combustion point. My 
hips were reaching up to press against her mouth, 
totally independent of anything I was doing. That was 
when I had my first orgasm of the night. The first of 
many I would have before the night was over. 

When I had finally come down from my orgasm, Kylie 
started sliding my panties down while Rachel returned 
to kissing my lips. It was a very good thing that she 
did, because in a few moments Kylie started licking my 
pussy with her hot, wet tongue. It was the first time 
anyone but me had ever touch me there, since I was an 
infant anyway. I had never felt anything like it! It 
sure beat the hell out of when I touched myself!

I started screaming into Rachel's mouth. I didn't give 
a damn about the adults in the living room. If my 
mother had walked in right then I could not have 
stopped cumming all over Kylie's face.

Everyone got a turn in the middle that night. 
Apparently they were as unimpressed with the incest 
taboo as I was. We played late into the night, and the 
next morning we all slept late. It was a good thing 
that no one came in to wake us, or check on us, because 
I imagine that the air in that room was heavy with the 
smell of sex.

The next day was Friday. Mom took me to enroll in 
school. I had studied Rachel's class schedule and I 
tried to get into as many of the same classes as she 
was in as I could. I picked out my classes and we 
turned in my records from Vermont. I already had all of 
my shots so we were good to go. 

Mr. Davis came home in the afternoon from his trip 
around the state. He was a nice, easy going, funny guy, 
and pretty good looking for somebody's dad! 

That night we had a big dinner and the adults went out 
to have a few drinks and to meet some friends. We sat 
around and discussed what had happened last night. 
Kylie pointed out that it would be in our best 
interests when we started going to parties, to act 
reluctant when we were ordered to have sex with each 
other, or other girls. The Lottery members liked their 
girls young and pure and inexperienced.

Our furniture arrived the following Thursday and mom 
and I were busy putting our house together for the next 
four days, so I didn't get much free time to spend with 
Rachel and Kylie. 

Then it was Monday, the first day of school. I was in a 
lot of classes with Rachel so that made it easier. She 
introduced me to lots of people and showed me where to 
go. But the only thing that either of us could think 
about was waiting for school to get out that first day 
so that we could check the list of girls that had been 
selected for The Lottery. The way that Mr. Meeks had 
talked, we were pretty sure that we had made it in. 
Still, you never know. We were anxious.

We made it, of course. I recognized a few of the names 
of the other girls on the list. Now we just had to get 
through the week until the first party on Saturday. The 
one where there is no real sex, just physicals and 
meeting the men.

Rachel and I had pretty much talked it to death by 
Friday. It was all we could think about. We were 
terribly excited but there was nothing more to say.

We were to be at the club at exactly nine AM, Saturday 
morning. It was in a remodeled warehouse on the other 
side of town, right on the edge of the business park. 
The sign out front said, "Black and White 
Reproductions, by appointment only."

From the outside it looked like a big cold warehouse. 
There were already a dozen or more girls there when 
Rachel and I arrived, and we got there twenty minutes 
early! As soon as we got there we were let in. They 
didn't want a large herd of young girls standing around 
outside. It would have attracted attention.

We were let into a small waiting room and we signed in. 
After we had signed in we were ushered into a locker 
room. We were told to undress and put our belongings 
into an empty locker. We were asked to wait for a brief 
orientation before going into the main room.

The first thing that we noticed when we entered was a 
half a dozen of the girls that we went to school with 
getting undressed. We looked around discreetly. Rachel 
knew all of them. I already knew many of them. Nobody 
seemed to be looking at anyone else, nobody but Rachel 
and me. The others seemed to be embarrassed.

We quickly moved into the room and selected two lockers 
that were together. There were no locks on them but 
that didn't seem to be an issue. We took our time 
getting undressed. As we undressed girls were gathering 
into small groups and it was funny to watch them, 
obviously uncomfortable and embarrassed about being 
naked. They all seemed to adopt the same posture with 
their arms crossed in front of their breasts as though 
they were cold. It wasn't cold, it was quite 
comfortable.

The room was pretty crowded once we were all there, it 
was pretty amazing to look around and see that many 
naked, nubile females, all standing around not knowing 
where to look or what to do with their hands.

The man that had checked us all in came into the room 
and after looking around and smiling he gave us an 
introduction. He told us what would happen today, and 
on Wednesdays and Saturdays from now on. Then we were 
ushered into the main room.

I was relieved to find that it wasn't cold in the main 
room either, and it was carpeted. We were all barefoot. 
We stood inside and looked around. There were luxurious 
leather seating groups spread around the room. Right in 
the middle of the room was an examination table right 
out of a doctor's office. 

Rachel and I stood to the side for a minute and looked 
around. Some of the braver girls headed for the exam 
table. I watched, fascinated, as a girl approached and 
was helped onto the table. There were several men 
standing around watching casually as she sat there 
answering very personal questions. 

I didn't count them, but there were far more than 
twenty-five men in the room. I would guess that the 
number was closer to forty, forty large, black men. 
Most of them were in very good physical condition. 
There were a few that were a little on the paunchy side 
though.

There was a table off to the side with drinks and 
snacks on it. All around the room were small cubicles 
containing a bed and a wash stand.

After we looked around, Rachel and I wandered over to 
the exam table. It looked like the doctor was nearly 
finished with the girl he was examining. He was helping 
her to sit up. Rachel and I decided to go ahead and get 
that part over with. Most of the girls seemed to be 
putting it off.

Rachel went first and while the doctor was asking her a 
bunch of questions and another man was drawing blood, I 
glanced around at the men some more. Everywhere I 
looked I saw one or two fully dressed black men talking 
to a naked young white girl. A few of them were using 
their hands, but I could not see anyone getting touched 
anywhere that their mothers would not approve of. 

The room was quiet, just a low hum of conversation. I 
turned back just as the doctor was spreading Rachel's 
legs in the stirrups and sitting down to examine her. 
He picked up his instruments and carefully examined her 
and dictated his medical findings to the young man who 
was assisting him. While he worked, three big, smiling 
men came over and stood nearby watching closely. As we 
watched, and listened, he described her pussy in 
medical terms, the size and shape, the state of her 
labia, the fact that her hymen was intact, the color, 
and a few other, apparently standard observations.

One of the men standing near me and watching came over 
to where I was standing and he introduced himself to 
me. First names only, of course. I told him my name and 
we talked while I waited my turn. After a few minutes 
he had his arm on my shoulder and he asked, "Are you 
nervous?"

"Yes," I admitted, "but I am excited too. Rachel," I 
pointed to her on the table, "is my best friend and 
next door neighbor. This is all that we have talked 
about for ten days now."

"Good," he said, with a big smile. "I am glad you are 
exited. We always have a lot of fun here. Are you a 
virgin?"

I suddenly realized that I had been talking to this 
man, Nathan, and not feeling the least embarrassed 
about being naked in front of him and his friends. But 
when he asked that question I couldn't help blushing.

I nodded and said, "Yes sir. I just moved here from up 
in the mountains in Vermont. I have never even kissed a 
boy. I've never been on a date."

He looked incredulous, so I explained the circumstances 
to him. He smiled and hugged me close, but now his hand 
slipped down to hover over my breast. Not for long 
though. In seconds his hand was holding my breast. I 
shuddered in excitement and put my hand over his to 
hold it tight to my breast.

He said, "I am going to make it a point to look for you 
next Saturday, Megan. I am going to try to be your 
first, and to make your first the best first time 
ever."

I smiled at him and said, "I'd like that." Then Rachel 
was standing beside me and I was nudged over to the 
table. 

The doctor smiled at me and said hello and helped me to 
sit up on his table. He asked me a whole bunch of 
questions about my history and my family history while 
his assistant was taking tube after tube of blood out 
of my arm. But he was very good at it. I never felt a 
thing.

As soon as the assistant moved away I was instructed to 
lie down on the table and the doctor sat between my 
legs. Nathan stood right behind him watching as the 
doctor inserted a speculum and examined me closely. The 
funny thing is that this was my first gynecological 
exam. I looked around and saw that besides Nathan, 
there were a half a dozen other men watching closely, 
as well as several of the girls who were lined up to 
wait their turns. And it was exciting!

When the doctor was finished he helped me up and 
pointed out the food and a table where I could get a 
towel to sit on if I wanted. That seemed like a good 
idea to me. The furniture in here looked expensive. I 
didn't want to stain it.

Rachel was waiting for me, along with Nathan and a 
friend of his, LJ. That was short for Long John. Rachel 
told me later he was a member of the Cleveland 
Cavaliers, the professional basketball team. 

The four of us went over and got a drink, non-alcoholic 
punch, and went to one of the seating groups and sat 
down and talked. I know that I should have been scared. 
I have to be honest though, I was ready! More than 
anything I wished that we didn't have to wait another 
week. I wanted to stand up and grab Nathan's hand and 
go into one of those cubicles against the wall.

I guess these guys are used to talking to kids our age. 
They have been doing this for four years now. Even so, 
we were from different worlds and didn't have that much 
to talk about. We were not bored though. They soon had 
their hands on us, touching and caressing and it felt 
great. And I finally got to kiss a man. I was nervous. 
I didn't want to come across as a dumb kid. But it 
actually went pretty well. I was really disappointed 
when, after fifteen minutes they stood up and went to 
meet some of the other girls. 

As soon as they left us, three others showed up and sat 
down and we started talking to them. After a little 
small talk, Rachel and I were again being felt up and 
kissed. This went on until three o'clock. By that time 
I am pretty sure that Rachel and I had met, and been 
touched intimately by, nearly everyone. And by that 
time my towel was soaking wet. I wanted to rape one of 
those guys so bad!

Shortly before three, someone had started selecting 
girls randomly, a few at a time and leading them out to 
the room where we had undressed when we came in. They 
didn't want all twenty-five of us leaving at the same 
time. But Rachel and I were in no hurry to leave. We 
were finally escorted to the room where we had 
undressed and stored our clothing. We dressed and were 
checked out by the man who had checked us in. He told 
us that we would receive our bracelets next Saturday. 

We headed for the bus stop, walking slowly to allow the 
two girls that had been let out with us to get ahead. 
When we finally felt that it was okay to talk we both 
started talking excitedly at the same time.

We were both extremely turned on and anxious to get 
home and talk to Kylie about our day. We stood quietly 
at the bus stop, and it was kind of funny. Everyone was 
being quiet after what must have been one of the most 
exciting days in the lives of all of us. I wondered if 
they all had someone that they could talk to tonight. I 
know that I would go crazy if I couldn't talk about the 
things that happened today.

The bus was nearly empty when it arrived, and full when 
it left. But there was no conversation at all. I 
noticed a strange look from the bus driver as more than 
a dozen young girls piled onto his bus. Everyone was 
quiet though. In fact, we were much too quiet for a 
large gathering of fourteen year old girls.

We finally got home and everyone was in Rachel's back 
yard having a cook out. We changed into shorts and tops 
and joined the rest of our families.

Rachel and I ate a hamburger and had a coke and made up 
some things that could have happened if we had actually 
been working in a public library. I am not a very good 
liar. I hoped that there would not be a lot of 
conversations about my new part time job. 

The adults were pretty much ignoring us after a while 
so we excused ourselves and the three of us went to 
Rachel's room. As soon as the door closed Kylie 
demanded to know every detail, everything that had 
happened from the time we arrived at the party 
building.

Rachel and I took great delight in reliving it for her, 
in painstaking detail. We recounted every embarrassing 
and exciting moment, every touch, and every kiss.

That evening I stayed over and the three of us pushed 
the beds together again and pleasured each other long 
into the night. 

I was starting to feel guilty. Not about what I was 
doing with Rachel and Kylie, and not about signing up 
for The Lottery. I was feeling guilty about spending so 
little time with my mother since I had met our 
neighbors. So on Sunday I spent the day with my mother. 

The following Monday we were notified of our new study 
hall assignments. Rachel and I had third period study 
hall. We thought that was the best for several reasons. 
First because Kylie had said that most of the men that 
came on Wednesday liked that time, just before lunch. 
That was when it was easiest for them to get off of 
work. 

We also thought that, if we were going to be having sex 
with lots of men during our study hall, it would be 
better if it was right before lunch so that we didn't 
have to rush to get dressed and hurry to class 
afterwards. We would have time to relax first and clean 
up.

When it was time, we made our way to the room where we 
would be spending our time during study hall. It was 
very nice. It was nicely decorated, with lots of plush 
seating and several mats on the floor. 

It had its own bathroom and there was even a 
refrigerator that was stocked with soft drinks and 
juices.

There were four other girls from The Lottery who shared 
our study hall. I only knew one of them, but Rachel 
knew them all and was apparently friends with them. She 
introduced me and they seemed nice enough. 

We talked about what had happened Saturday and how we 
felt about next Saturday and the ramifications of 
signing up for The Lottery. So far no one I had talked 
to, or eavesdropped on, seemed to have any regrets.

We didn't have any men drop in on Wednesday. We 
wouldn't be available to them until after this Saturday 
when we would all lose our virginity. But it was a 
nice, comfortable room to spend the hour in.

The following week passed pretty slowly. Being a brand 
new freshman in a brand new school kept me somewhat 
distracted. I was lucky to have Rachel. She made it a 
lot easier for me. We were all anxious for Saturday to 
arrive though. 

My mother had finally started back to work at her new 
job. She was happy, and I had the house to myself for a 
couple of hours after school each night. Rachel and I 
took advantage of that on Wednesday and had sex in my 
bedroom for an hour. The following day Kylie came over. 
She was as excited, and turned on by Rachel and I being 
in The Lottery as she would have been if she were in it 
again. Well, almost anyway.

On Saturday Rachel and I headed for the bus stop in the 
morning. We didn't want to get there too early, but we 
didn't trust the bus to be on time so we left a little 
early, just in case.

We got to the party building fifteen minutes early, 
which was what we had in mind. We entered and got 
checked in. Then we undressed and put our things in a 
locker. The man who checked us in told us what we could 
expect today. He promised that the men would go slow 
and make it as good for us as possible. We were told 
that we would get our bracelets when we left. 

We stepped into the main room and paused to look 
around. It looked like all of the men were there, and 
almost all of the girls. It was funny to look out into 
that big room and see thirty-five or forty well dressed 
black men, and twenty-five naked fourteen year old 
girls mingling with them.

I was excited to find Nathan waiting for me when I 
entered. He walked up and put his arm around me and LJ 
took Rachel's hand and we grabbed towels to sit on and 
headed for a vacant seating area. 

We got right down to business. As soon as we sat down 
Nathan put his arm around me and pulled me close and 
kissed me. I felt his hand moving over me and it felt 
so good. 

I said, "You know I wanted to jump your bones so bad 
last week. I almost tried to rape you."

He smiled and said, "You know we are supposed to go 
slow and not rush things. Let the excitement build."

I laughed and said, "I'm still horny from last week!"

I glanced over at LJ and Rachel and they didn't seem to 
be going slow either. She didn't care much for 
basketball, but she seemed to really like professional 
basketball players.

I looked around the room at all of the people who were 
obviously not that comfortable yet, especially the 
naked young ladies. While I understood the concept, I 
was horny and I didn't want to wait two hours to get 
laid.

I put my hand on Nathan's thigh and said, "If we do 
what they suggest, if we circulate and spend fifteen or 
twenty minutes with different men, getting kissed and 
touched and sweet talked, then I might not end up with 
you. I want you to take my virginity. I am ready now!"

We stood up and looked over at Rachel and LJ, who 
smiled at each other and joined us. We headed for 
Nathan's cubicle. It turned out that LJ's cubicle was 
right next to it. I was glad. I wanted Rachel close by 
when it happened. I don't know why. But I was happy 
that she was just on the other side of that cubicle 
wall.

The cubicles were open to the main room and everyone 
could see into them. That turned me on. I knew that a 
lot of people would be watching us. Because we were the 
only four who were not waiting.

Inside the cubicle, Nathan took me in his arms and 
kissed me again. Then he guided me to the bed. I sat on 
the edge of the bed and watched, waiting for him to 
undress. He asked me if I would like to take it a 
little slower, or if I was really ready to get down to 
it.

I smiled and said, "Take 'em off baby! Would you like 
some help?"

He stood in front of me and slowly undressed. When he 
was down to his shorts he stepped a little closer and 
said, "Do you want to unwrap your present?"

I most definitely did!

I glanced up and saw that there must have been at least 
twenty couples watching us. Not outright staring, but 
very aware of what was going on. Well, some of them 
were staring.

I grabbed the waist band of Nathan's shorts and pulled 
them down, with difficulty. I wasn't used to having to 
avoid getting entangled with a large black penis when I 
undressed. I wasn't in the habit of undressing anyone 
but me. Well, I helped Rachel and Kylie sometimes, but 
that didn't count.

I finally managed to wrestle his shorts down to his 
knees and I stared in awe at his huge cock. It was long 
and thick and hard and throbbing right in my face as I 
stared at it.

I reached for it and felt the strange thing for the 
first time. It was hard, yet soft. I couldn't get my 
hand all the way around it. It was scary, but oh so 
exciting.

Nathan reached down and pulled me to my feet. He held 
me close and we kissed some more. I could feel his cock 
against my stomach. He was so much taller than me that 
it was almost between my breasts!

It felt good, sexy. I was definitely ready.

Nathan picked me up and put me down gently on the bed. 
He stretched out on the bed beside me. We kissed and 
touched some more. This time it was different. This 
time, after he kissed my lips, he kissed all over my 
face, and then my neck and he slowly worked his way 
down to my breasts. 

I could not lie still as he kissed and licked and 
sucked at my breasts. It was so exciting. It got better 
though. After a long time spent ministering to my 
small, but swollen and very sensitive breasts, he 
kissed his way down my stomach. I had my first orgasm 
before he got anywhere near my pussy!

He kissed his way down and wedged himself between my 
thighs. I felt his hot breath on me as he stared at my 
virgin pussy for a moment before finally tasting it. I 
moaned loudly at the touch of his lips on my pussy and 
my butt lifted up off the bed of its own volition. I 
was rapidly losing control, what little control I might 
have had.

He ate me to one loud orgasm after another, and I could 
hear the sounds from the next cubicle that told me that 
Rachel was probably getting the same treatment I was.

After god knows how many orgasms, I finally had to push 
his head away from my pussy. He smiled up at me and 
asked, "Are you ready?"

"No," I replied. "Not yet. I want to taste you first."

"Are you sure?" he asked. "You don't have to."

"Please," I begged. "I want to."

Nathan moved up beside me and I rose up over him. I 
started doing to him just what he had done to me 
moments before. I kissed his lips, his face, and his 
neck. I worked my way down over his chest, paying 
special attention to his nipples. He liked that and I 
kept it up for several minutes before working my way 
down his stomach. His stomach muscles rippled in 
excitement as I kissed my way down his hard body. I 
finally reached his belly and I could feel his hard 
cock bouncing against my chest, the tip of it nearly 
touched my chin. 

I kissed my way down his body, avoiding his cock for 
the moment. I moved around it and kissed his thighs, 
down one, and then slowly back up the other. 

I nestled in between his thighs and as he opened his 
legs I was there with my face right above his cock and 
balls. They were truly magnificent! I could smell him. 
He smelled so manly. He smelled so much different than 
Rachel or Kylie had.

I inhaled deeply and then I touched my lips to his 
balls and started kissing. He groaned in excitement as 
I worked my lips and then my tongue around his balls. 
As I worked I could hear the sounds from the next 
cubicle. 

I could tell that Rachel was about to lose her 
virginity. I was as excited for her as I was for 
myself. I continued to lick and suck Nathan's balls and 
then, just as I heard the sharp cry of pain from the 
next cubicle, I took Nathan's cock into my mouth for 
the first time. 

I didn't know what I was doing, of course, but it was 
so sexy, I loved it! I sucked at his cock for several 
minutes. As I worked, Nathan gave me hints and I 
started doing better. By the time he stopped me I could 
hear Rachel moaning in ecstasy. It was obvious that the 
pain was gone. She sounded like she was having a great 
time.

Nathan reached down and pulled me up beside him. We 
kissed again and then he got on top of me. He seemed 
much larger, looming over me like that. He was so much 
taller than I that we couldn't kiss now. So instead I 
started kissing his chest and working on his nipples 
again.

I felt his cock rubbing against my stomach and I spread 
my legs as wide as possible. Then I reached down and 
took his cock in my hand and place the large knob at 
the entrance to my very wet hole. 

He whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Fuck yes!" I exclaimed.

I expected him to plunge in, tearing my hymen and 
getting that part of it over with. That isn't how it 
happened. Instead, he pushed into me a couple of inches 
and let me get used to being stretched by his large 
organ. It felt very, very good.

Then he pulled back and started stroking in and out of 
me, each time stopping just short of my hymen. He was 
driving me crazy!

I was begging him finally and suddenly, without warning 
he buried his cock in me with one strong lunge. I cried 
out, but not loud. I was surprised that after all the 
build up, it hadn't been that bad. It had hurt, but not 
nearly as much as I had feared. 

He held himself still for a minute until I couldn't 
stand it anymore and finally I reached my arms around 
him and locked my legs behind his and I started 
thrusting up and down, taking as much of his cock into 
me as I could. There was only the slightest twinge of 
pain remaining. Not enough to detract from the 
fantastic feeling of finally being fucked. I was in 
heaven. I was moaning and groaning and just going nuts 
as he took over the work and started thrusting into me, 
slowly at first, but then faster and faster.

My eyes were closed but I felt something and opened 
them to find Rachel on her knees beside me, watching 
and caressing my hair and face. 

"Isn't it fantastic?!" she asked.

I wanted to kiss her, but I was buried under Nathan and 
couldn't. I smiled at her and nodded. It was so great 
that she was sharing this moment with me.

I saw LJ standing nearby watching. All these people 
were sharing my first fuck with me. I thought that was 
so hot!

I had always heard that girls don't have orgasms during 
their first fuck. Some never do. I did! Boy! Did I 
ever! I started moaning louder and holding on tight as 
Nathan pumped his big, fat cock into me. I started 
cumming and that set him off. I felt him speed up for a 
few strokes and then he tensed up and shivered and I 
knew that he was filling me with cum. I couldn't feel 
it. But I knew that he as shooting me full of his hot 
cum.

I finally opened my eyes again and Rachel and LJ were 
gone. I smiled up at Nathan and said, "Oh my god! That 
was so fucking fantastic!"

He chuckled and said, "It certainly was. I have never, 
in my four years of The Lottery, or my thirty-eight 
years of life, met a girl like you before. You are 
special."

He finally got up and walked over to the wash stand and 
wet a wash cloth. He came over and started cleaning me, 
which was fun. I took it away from him and finished up. 
I must be full of cum. It was draining down my thighs 
already, and I hadn't even moved!

I sat up and his cock was right in front of me. I 
leaned forward and kissed it. I licked our juices from 
my lips and then I licked the head of his cock. It 
looked awful, but it tasted pretty good. Or maybe it 
was just so damned exciting. I licked his cock for a 
moment, and then I used the cloth to wash him off.

I finally stood up and caught the rest of his cum as it 
was draining out of me in the wash cloth. There were 
just the slightest traces of a red tint. I must have 
hardly bled at all. When I was done I dropped the cloth 
into a pail that was sitting by the wash stand for that 
purpose. Then Nathan stood up and held me tight and 
kissed me. 

"You were fantastic!" he said. "I can't wait until next 
week."

I smiled and said, "Me either. I hope I am pregnant. I 
want to have your baby. Well, to be honest, I don't 
really want to have a baby. But if I am going to have 
one, I want it to be yours."

We kissed again and went back out into the main room. I 
looked around and saw that Nathan and LJ were the only 
two naked men in the room! All of the others were still 
screwing around with foreplay!

I saw Rachel talking to two men over by the snack 
table. I wandered over to them and grabbed a bottle of 
water. Fucking takes a lot out of you.

I smiled at them and said, "Two against one, hardly 
seems fair. Do you need any help Rachel?"

She smiled at me and held me close and said, "Was that 
fucking great or what?!"

"Yes! That was fucking great, and I want to do it 
again. Would one of you gentlemen like to get better 
acquainted?"

One of the men moved closer and held out his hand and 
said, "Hello young lady, my name is Milton."

I said, "Hi. My name is Megan. I have never met a 
Milton before. I am happy to meet you."

He smiled and said, "I am guessing that your friends 
don't describe you as shy."

I laughed and said, "Well, actually, I have always been 
kind of quiet and shy. Something about orgies seems to 
have cured me. Why don't we go somewhere private, like 
your cubicle, and get better acquainted?"

"Well," he said with a smile. "I'm not really in the 
mood. But I hate to see you suffering like this. I 
guess I can do it for you."

"Ah! Prince Milton! You know how to sweep a girl right 
off of her feet, don't you?" Milton took my hand and I 
waved goodbye to Rachel as he pulled me to his cubicle.

As soon as we stepped inside he pulled me into his arms 
and we started kissing and touching. We kissed for a 
few minutes and then I started taking his clothes off. 
He watched in amusement as I anxiously undressed him. 
He wasn't as big, or as muscular as Nathan, but he was 
nicely built all the same.

I ran my hands over his body, and he did the same for 
me as we kissed. This time I took charge. I led him to 
the bed and urged him down on his back. I got on top of 
him and rubbed my slit up and down on his hard cock 
while I kissed him passionately. 

I started kissing my way down his body and before very 
long I had wedged myself comfortably between his legs 
and I had begun licking and kissing his balls and then 
his cock. I used the little bit of experience I had 
gained from Nathan, and Milton seemed to find it very 
exciting.

"You've done this before!" he exclaimed.

I took my mouth away and said, "Yes, a few minutes ago, 
with Nathan. He taught me a few things before he took 
my cherry."

"You're kidding, right? You've never done anything 
before?" he asked, incredulously.

I told him the short version of my story while I toyed 
with his cock. He could not believe that I had never 
seen a cock before twenty minutes ago. I took that as a 
compliment.

I started sucking enthusiastically on his cock but 
after another ten minutes he pushed my head away and 
said, "You better stop now little girl. Or you are 
going to get a mouthful of something you probably won't 
like."

I said, "I came here to experience something new. I am 
pretty sure that I am already pregnant, I might as well 
try this too."

He smiled at me and said, "Aw hell, I never win this 
damned Lottery anyway. Go ahead little girl. Go for 
it."

I took him back in my mouth and did everything that I 
had learned from Nathan. I realized that I was nowhere 
near an expert cocksucker. But I figured I could make 
up for it my being cute and enthusiastic.

Before long I felt his hands on my head. Not holding 
me, caressing me. He was panting and groaning and he 
said, "Get ready little girl, I'm cumming. Try not to 
spill any if you can help it. I want to see your cheeks 
bulging with cum."

I was nervous, of course. I knew that a lot of girls 
didn't like cum and wouldn't let a guy cum in their 
mouths. But I also knew girls that liked it, or claimed 
to. I wanted to be one of them. I had liked everything 
so far, I was sure I could handle it.

I saw Milton tense up and I recognized the signs of a 
man about to cum. I sped up my movements and in seconds 
I felt the first spurt of hot, slimy cum hit the back 
of my throat. I gagged a little at first. I tried to 
swallow, but I couldn't with his fat cock in my mouth. 
I got my gag reflex under control and in less than a 
minute I was holding his rapidly deflating cock in my 
mouth, and a mouthful of hot cum.

I carefully pulled away and looked up at him. He opened 
his eyes and looked down at me in amazement. "Girl," he 
said, "you are something else!" 

I smiled and continued to lie between his legs and 
tried to decide how I felt about the stuff in my mouth. 
It was kind of bitter and there was the slight taste of 
Clorox. But still, it wasn't that bad. And doing it had 
turned me the fuck on. I decided that I liked sucking 
cock.

I swallowed a couple of times and then I smiled at him 
and said, "Not bad, I wouldn't want it on my ice cream, 
but I enjoyed it. Sucking a nice hard cock is pretty 
exciting."

Then I started licking and kissing his cock and balls 
again.

I took him back into my mouth and I tasted a few more 
drops of his cum as I sucked.

He said, "We aren't supposed to do this with the girls. 
Go twice I mean. But if you keep doing what you are 
doing, you're going to be in trouble."

So I kept doing what I was doing. Soon his cock was 
hard in my mouth again and I got up on my knees and 
slid up over him. I slid my wet pussy up and down on 
his hard cock and leaned down and kissed his chin and 
asked, "How do you feel about kissing the girl that 
just sucked your cock?"

He laughed and said, "As long as you swallow first, I 
don't have a problem with it." Then he pulled me down 
on top of him and kissed me hard. I was really turned 
on. This sucking cock was pretty exciting!

I reached between us and guided his cock into my hungry 
pussy and started sliding up and down. I was careful at 
first. Until I realized that there was no pain left 
from losing my hymen. It was pure pleasure. I sat up 
and started bouncing up and down on his cock while he 
stared at my breasts and then he reached up and took 
them in his hands and everything felt so good, his 
cock, his hands, this whole Lottery thing, I was 
cumming quickly. 

Not long after I started cumming, and my pussy started 
squeezing him as it contracted in orgasm, he came too. 
When we were done I collapsed on top of him, laughing, 
and I don't even know why. I was just so damned happy.

I rested for a minute, and then I got up and bent down 
and took his soft cock in my hand. "Look at this mess," 
I chided him.

He smiled and said, "Hell, it wasn't me! I was just 
lying here!"

I bent down and took him into my mouth and sucked him 
clean. It was easier when he was soft. I licked his 
balls for a moment. Then I went and got a cloth and 
cleaned him more thoroughly.

I cleaned me next. Then I thanked him for a very good 
time, and for furthering my education. I kissed him one 
last time and went out into the main room. 

Some of the men were naked now, but not even half of 
them yet. So half the girls in the room were still 
virgins, and I was on the hunt for my third man. My 
third cock.

I didn't see Rachel anywhere, so I went over and 
grabbed another towel, I had lost mine. Then I found a 
seat between two still clothed men. We introduced 
ourselves and then I asked them if they were shy, or 
just not very lucky.

They laughed and said that they were very shy. In fact, 
they insisted that they were both still virgins.

I told them that there had been a lot of that going 
around, but that the people here had discovered a cure. 
We all looked around and, for the first time I started 
paying attention to what was going on in the rooms. I 
could see a dozen girls laying in beds with large black 
men over them. It was so fucking erotic! I took a big 
sip of water and asked if anyone wanted to go somewhere 
private. Or do it here, whatever. I knew how slutty I 
sounded, but I was having fun, and after all, that was 
why I had come here.

Someone walked up behind me and kissed my head. I 
glanced around to see Nathan. I smiled and said, "Oh 
no, not you again!" Then I turned to the two men on 
either side of me and said, "Gentlemen, I believe I am 
being stalked. But please, don't help me."

Nathan turned to the gentleman on my left and said, 
"Gary, I highly recommend this little slut. In the four 
years I have been coming here, I have never had any 
girl as hot as her before. I'm thinking of adopting!"

Gary stood up and reached for my hand and helped me to 
my feet. "Okay, Nathan. I wasn't going to, but I'll do 
it for you."

Gary's friend, Toby, said, "Hey, what about me?!"

I looked at Gary and said, "I don't mind if you don't."

"Damn girl!" Gary said. "Nathan must have broken you in 
right!"

I smiled and said, "He certainly did. I have fallen 
truly and deeply in lust with him. No matter how many 
men I fuck every Saturday, I want one of them to be 
him."

"Uh-oh," Gary said.

"I'm not worried," Nathan said. "If she follows me home 
I intend to keep her."

I reached down and took Toby's hand and we went to an 
empty cubicle. I sat and watched them get undressed 
while I gently rubbed my red, swollen pussy and waited 
impatiently.

Toby was naked first and I pulled him down onto the bed 
and got between his legs. I dove for his cock and I was 
sucking with all the enthusiasm of a true cock whore 
when Gary got behind me and started sliding his cock 
into me. God it felt fucking fantastic! 

I had already learned that I enjoyed sucking cocks. Now 
I was learning that it is one hundred percent more 
exciting when there is a large, fat cock fucking you at 
the same time. I could tell right away that I was going 
to need two husbands, if I ever did get married. One 
man was not going to be enough.

I listened to them talking about me as I worked on 
Toby's cock. They thought I was so hot and they loved 
what I was doing. It was just too much and I came long 
before they did. Then I came again. And then finally 
Toby started tensing up and he warned me that he was 
about to cum. I sped up and tightened my lips around 
his cock and tickled his balls and he yelled and 
started filling my mouth with cum. 

Just like with Milton, I waited until he was finished 
and he had started to go soft in my mouth, and then I 
carefully pulled away and savored his cum in my mouth 
for a moment. I was surprised to find that it was much 
different than Milton's. It was much less bitter, and 
this time I didn't get that taste of bleach. In fact, 
it was pretty pleasant!

As I smiled up at Toby and swallowed his cum, I felt 
Gary cumming in me. God! What an incredible day! What 
an incredible experience!

After Gary slowly pulled his cock out of me I turned 
around and sucked him clean. He had not expected that 
and as I took him into my mouth he said, "Holy shit! 
Girl you are hot! I think that you are going to find 
yourself very popular here. What period to you have 
study hall?"

I finished sucking his cock clean and answered. 

He asked me my name again and I told him. Then I got a 
damp cloth and cleaned all three of us off.

I noticed as I was cleaning myself off that there were 
several men standing near our cubicle watching. It had 
been a couple of hours since the party started and as I 
looked around I saw that everyone was naked now. So I 
guess that there were no more virgins in the room.

I didn't have any more threesomes that day. But I had 
sex with five more men. I noticed that, as the day wore 
on, there was more talking, and there was more 
foreplay, and the sex lasted longer. I was starting to 
think that they were going to need more men.

I finally met up with Rachel again after my eighth fuck 
of the day. We sat in one of the seating areas and 
Nathan and LJ joined us. It was getting late and we 
just talked and kidded around as the girls started 
leaving. I was in no hurry, neither was Rachel.

Gradually most of the men had left through a back door 
that led to the parking lot. I looked up and noticed 
that all of the girls were gone. Still we continued to 
sit and talk for another half hour, until a man came in 
from the front area and said, "Sorry girls, funs over 
for today. See you next week."

I stood up and asked Nathan, "How do you feel about 
kissing a girl that has sucked a bunch of cocks today?"

Nathan stood up and pulled me close and he didn't 
hesitate. He kissed me, tongue and all. God I like this 
man!

Rachel stood up and grabbed my hand and said, "Come on 
you big slut, let's go home!"

We held hands and walked leisurely to the door. We 
stepped into the front room and got our clothes out of 
the lockers and I looked at mine and said, "I like 
being naked!"

Rachel laughed and said, "Yes, but the bus driver won't 
want your skanky ass on his bus like that."

We dressed and the guy checked us out and handed us our 
new platinum bracelets. He smiled at us and said, "I 
have heard a lot of good things about you two girls. 
I'm glad you signed up this year."

I smiled at him and said, "You may think they are good 
things. I bet my mother would have a heart attack."

He opened the door for us and as we stepped out he 
swatted my ass. I blew him a kiss and we walked slowly 
to the bus stop. We really must have been dragging our 
feet. The bus stop was deserted. All of the other girls 
were gone.

We sat down and the first thing I asked was, "How 
many?"

Rachel smiled with pride and said, "Nine, how about 
you?"

"It's not that easy to say. I was with a total of nine 
guys too. But I had a threesome with two guys, and I 
sucked off one guy and fucked him afterwards. I'm not 
sure how that all counts."

"I should have known that was you! I heard some slut 
took on two guys at once."

"Yeah, that was me," I admitted. "I sucked off the 
second guy I was with. I really liked it. But it was 
much better when I did it later in a threesome. His cum 
tasted better, and with that big cock slamming into my 
pussy, shit, I couldn't get enough!"

"So what does cum taste like?" Rachel asked.

"It tastes like cum," I answered. "It doesn't taste all 
that good. You wouldn't order it in a restaurant. 
Apparently different guys taste different. It doesn't 
matter though. It is such a hot thing to do. I love 
sucking cock!"

Our bus was coming so we changed the subject. We rode 
to the stop a block from our home in quiet. 

As we walked down the sidewalk Rachel said, "Kylie is 
going to shit. She is so jealous already. When we tell 
her what we did today, she is going to be so pissed. 
It's a shame they have such stringent guidelines. She 
would really like to go back to those parties."

"Next week," I said, "why don't we suggest an alumni 
party? The guys could invite girls that had really 
liked it to a party like every few months or something. 
I'm going to suggest it to Nathan."

"Kylie would love that," Rachel said.

When we got home the Davis' car was gone so we went to 
Rachel's house first. Kylie was home alone. She said 
that her parents and my mom had gone out for a while 
and wouldn't be back until late. 

So we had plenty of time to tell Kylie every minute 
detail of our day. And we did. Not long after we 
started though, we went back to Rachel's room and 
undressed. Then Rachel and I took turns eating out 
Kylie. While one of us told her our experiences, the 
other would eat Kylie. She may not have gotten a yard 
of black cock today, but she certainly had a bucket 
full of orgasms by the time we had finished our story.

I asked Kylie about the bracelets. I noticed that she 
didn't wear hers. I was worried about what my mother 
would have to say when she saw mine. 

Kylie said, "You don't have to wear them. The original 
idea was that it would identify the girls in The 
Lottery and then any guy in The Lottery could get it on 
with any girl wearing the bracelet any time he saw her. 
That didn't work out though so they dropped it. They 
are really just a carryover with no real meaning, 
except as a reminder.

After we wore out Kylie I went home and took a shower 
and changed clothes. Then I went back over to their 
house and we talked and later we called out for a 
pizza.

We ate pizza and gossiped for hours, and then I went 
home and took off my clothes and my bracelet and went 
to bed. I couldn't even wait up until my mom got home. 
I was exhausted. 

I spent the next day with my mom. We didn't do anything 
but go grocery shopping and clean house. But it was 
nice to spend the day together. I had forgotten all 
about the little bit of homework I had. So I spent 
Sunday evening doing homework.

I changed into my sleep shirt and a clean pair of 
panties and said goodnight to my mom. When I got back 
to my room I remembered how much I had enjoyed being 
naked yesterday and I took off the t-shirt and panties, 
the outfit I had been wearing to bed for as long as I 
could remember. I slept in the nude and I loved it!

Monday and Tuesday went pretty slow. Rachel and I were 
looking forward eagerly to Wednesday and our study 
hall. We would see other girls around school from the 
party. Some wore the bracelets, but most had removed 
them. We would just nod and smile at each other. We 
never mentioned The Lottery.

On Wednesday we rushed to study hall, anxious to see if 
anyone showed up. Mr. Meeks, the head librarian was 
waiting for us when we got there. He smiled and invited 
us to join him after we undressed. 

We had forgotten to undress! We quickly took our 
clothes off and hung them up near the door. Then we 
rushed over to Mr. Meeks. We sat down on either side of 
him and his hands were all over us as soon as we were 
within reach. 

We took turns kissing him and our hands were rubbing 
his hard cock through his pants. I slid to my knees at 
his feet and unbuckled his belt and opened up his 
pants. He lifted his butt up and I slid his pants down 
and off. I folded them neatly and set them aside. Then 
I pulled Rachel down beside me and taught her how to 
suck a cock.

Once she was sucking the way Nathan had taught me, I 
started licking his balls while she sucked. Mr. Meeks 
loved it and lasted only minutes. He filled Rachel's 
mouth with cum and, after she had swallowed, she and I 
kissed and I could taste his cum in her mouth.

Mr. Meeks groaned as he watched us kiss. Then I noticed 
the few stray drops of cum on the tip of his cock and I 
quickly bent down and licked them up. 

Mr. Meeks relaxed and caught his breath. For the first 
time I looked around and saw that the other four girls 
were staring at us in awe, as were the other two men 
who had come in. I didn't even recognize our Principal 
at first.

I don't know who the other man was. He sat down with 
Becky and they started making out. She had not yet 
sucked a cock to conclusion either, and I could tell 
that she was nervous. I went over and talked her 
through it and she did alright. 

While she sucked off the guy, nobody knew who he was; I 
rubbed her back and smoothed her hair and whispered 
instructions and encouragement in her ear. When he 
started getting close I reached down and caressed his 
balls and he exploded in her mouth.

She had a little bit of trouble with her gag reflex 
when the man's cum hit the back of her throat but she 
didn't spill any. She finally swallowed and then she 
sat up on her heels and smiled at the man. He grinned 
and thanked her profusely. As he dressed Becky turned 
to me and whispered, "Thanks."

"Any time," I said.

The Principal, Mr. Turner, was still watching and he 
seemed impressed. He moved to a couch and he asked 
Rachel and me to do for him what we had done for Mr. 
Meeks. We went to him and knelt at his feet and worked 
together to removed his pants.

Rachel folded his pants while I removed his underwear. 
Rachel was still folding his pants when I took Mr. 
Turner's hard, very wet cock into my mouth. I sucked 
enthusiastically, happy to have another cock in my 
mouth and anxious to get another mouthful of cum.

Soon, Rachel knelt on the couch and leaned down to kiss 
Mr. Turner. He had his hands all over her. He kissed 
her for several minutes, and then he pulled back and 
said, "Miss Davis, I have looked forward to this day 
for a long time. You and your friend do not 
disappoint."

She kissed him again and then she slid off of the couch 
and joined me at his crotch. As I sucked, Rachel licked 
his balls just as I had done on Mr. Meeks. He was 
groaning loudly and started swearing, which, despite 
this unusual sexual situation, seemed kind of shocking. 
He was our Principal for Christ's sake!

He grasped my head and his hips lifted off of the couch 
and he filled my mouth with his cum. I had no problem 
with gagging this time, I think the fact that I was 
looking forward to it made a big difference. I finally 
pulled my mouth away and smiled at him with my mouth 
full of his cum. 

I opened my mouth and swirled his cum around as he 
watched and then swallowed eagerly. 

"You are the hottest little slut I have ever seen!" he 
said with a smile. I took it as a compliment. 

"Thank you, sir!" I said. I was genuinely pleased.

"You're that new girl, Megan Ott, aren't you?" he 
asked.

I nodded and he asked, "How did you get into this group 
of lovely young ladies?"

I pointed to my best friend, Rachel, and said, "My next 
door neighbor."

He smiled and said, "I am certainly glad that you two 
met. I bet that a lot of people are. I talked to one of 
the men from the party on Saturday. He said that there 
were two extremely hot young ladies there, you two. The 
men couldn't keep up with you."

The principal looked at his watch and said, "I still 
have some time, Mr. Meeks seemed to think that if I 
asked you nice, you two could put on quite an 
exhibition for us."

I looked around and saw the other four girls staring at 
us. I hoped they didn't get all bent out of shape. 

Rachel and I smiled at each other and I said, "Wanna 
play?"

She grinned back and said, "I thought you'd never ask!"

I suppose this was what the mats in the corner were 
for. We didn't bother dragging a mat out, we just 
spread out a towel in the middle of the room and 
started making out right at the principal's feet. We 
kissed and touched and after a few minutes we were in a 
sixty-nine and I can assure you that we were enjoying 
it a lot more than our audience. 

We both came several times before Mr. Turner and Mr. 
Meeks separated us and we sucked them both off again. 
It took a little longer the second time, but not much. 
After we had drained both men we kissed again. Sort of 
like desert. 

Rachel and I knelt and helped both men dress. By the 
time we had finished and they had returned to their 
offices, study hall was almost over. The other girls 
were already getting dressed so we joined them.

While we were dressing Becky said, "Man! You two are 
really something!"

I wasn't sure if that was good or bad, so I asked.

She replied, "Shit! You two turned me on!"

We were still getting dressed when the bell rang. The 
other three girls left, Becky hung back, as if she 
wanted to say something else. 

I guess she was too shy, she hadn't spoken by the time 
we were dressed. She finally turned to go, reluctantly, 
and Rachel said, "Wait! Why don't you come over after 
school? Megan's mother works and we can be alone for an 
hour or so."

Becky turned back and we could see that she was 
nervous, but she was also very interested.

I tore a piece of paper out of my notebook and wrote 
down my address. I started to give her my phone number 
but I couldn't remember it. Luckily, Rachel did. So I 
wrote it down and said, "Please come. We'll have fun."

She smiled and we started to leave. It occurred to us 
though, that, since we didn't eat lunch, there was no 
more comfortable place in the school than this room. So 
Rachel and I stayed in the room, where it was quiet and 
comfortable and we did our homework from our first two 
classes. It worked out pretty well. 

Halfway through the lunch hour the janitor came in. We 
smiled up at him and asked if we were in his way. He 
was very nice and said that he would enjoy our company. 
He looked around and saw that there wasn't any cleaning 
up to do.

He smiled at us and said, "You are two of the prettiest 
girls I have ever seen in here. I don't know how those 
guys do it!"

I smiled at him and said, "Would you like me to show 
you?"

He looked at me for a moment and then he said, "Are you 
serious?"

"We can't fuck," I said, "but I have just learned to 
suck cock, and I like it."

"Megan!" Rachel exploded. "You can't do that! Everyone 
has to be checked out. It's the rules."

"Oh yeah, I forgot." I saw the look of extreme 
disappointment on the janitor's face and I said, 
"What's your name."

"Howard," he said.

"Mr. Howard, do you have any diseases? Do you fuck 
around a lot?" I asked him.

"Not Mr. Howard, just Howard. And no ma'am, the only 
disease I have is high blood pressure. I have been 
married for so long I don't remember what sex is. My 
wife doesn't like sex very much."

I looked at the time and then I dropped to my knees in 
front of him. I told Rachel to go lock the door and I 
helped him open his pants. Together we got his nice 
hard cock out and I gave him the best blowjob that I 
was capable of. He came very quickly, and much more 
than any of the other men I had sucked off. But the 
nicest part was that it had almost no taste at all. I 
swallowed easily and smiled at him and said, "That was 
fun. You have the most delicious cum I have tasted 
yet."

He smiled at me as he put his clothes together and 
said, "What's your name sweetheart?"

"Megan, sir," I answered.

"Megan, I have been the janitor in this school for 
nearly thirty years. This school and the old one they 
tore down ten years ago. You are the nicest, sweetest 
young lady I have ever met. Thank you for making an old 
man very happy."

I smiled at him and kissed his cheek and said, "My 
pleasure. Next time get here a little earlier. Bye."

I grabbed my books and as we hurried out Rachel handed 
me a couple of pieces of gum. She looked at me like I 
was crazy, but she said, "You really are a nice person. 
I like that about you."

"Well thank you! You are so sweet!" I was touched. I 
had only known Rachel for less than a month, but she 
was the best friend that I had ever had.

We made it through our next two classes and met at our 
lockers before walking home. As we were walking out 
Becky came up behind us and said, "I told my mom that I 
was going to a friend's house to study. Can I walk with 
you?"

Rachel and I separated and escorted Becky to my house. 
As we were leaving the school yard and finally had a 
little privacy I asked, "You've never been with another 
girl before, have you?"

Becky shook her head.

I said, "Don't worry, it's fun. We both did it for the 
first time a couple of weeks ago. It isn't as much fun 
as the parties, but it tides us over. Are you enjoying 
the parties?"

Becky smiled and said, "Yes, but not as much as you. I 
kept track of you on Saturday. I watched guys watching 
you too. You and Rachel were the life of the party. 
Most of us didn't do anything but fool around for the 
first couple of hours. You two were on your third guy 
by the time the rest of us were losing our cherries! 
You were amazing!"

"We sort of had a head start," Rachel said. "My sister 
was in The Lottery last year and I couldn't wait. She 
loved it and I didn't have any reservations. I guess 
Megan is just a slut though!"

"Very funny," I said. "But I guess I must be. Less than 
a week ago I was a virgin. Now all that I can think 
about is cock. Well, except when I am having sex with 
Rachel or her sister."

Becky shook her head and said, "Man! You guys are 
something else. I hope that by the time I leave your 
house this afternoon you can make me more like you. I 
was uncomfortable all day Saturday. I had sex with four 
guys and I'm still nervous about this Saturday."

"Four guys," Rachel and I exclaimed in unison.

Becky looked back and forth between us and asked us how 
many we had been with.

"Nine!" we answered in unison again.

She looked at me and said, "I saw you with the two guys 
at once. You looked like you were having so much fun. I 
want to be like that."

"I don't think I can change you," I said. "I didn't 
make me this way, I came this way. When Rachel told me 
about The Lottery I got so excited, I knew I had to 
sign up. If you didn't want to do it, why did you sign 
up?"

Becky shrugged and said, "It didn't sound so bad, and 
it is the only way I will be able to pay for college. 
My parents don't have any money. For as long as I can 
remember I have wanted to go to college. Not a night 
goes by that I don't dream of becoming an archeologist. 
I can't remember a time that I didn't dream about it."

"That's cool," I said. "I envy you. The only things I 
dream about being are older and out of school. But if 
there is anything that Rachel and I are good at it is 
enjoying sex. Maybe we can help. We will certainly have 
fun trying."

We got to my house and went inside. Becky was obviously 
nervous and we went into the kitchen and sat down. I 
got everyone a glass of juice and we sat down at the 
table and talked. 

"Becky, relax," I said. "We aren't going to rape you. 
We aren't going to do anything if you don't want to. 
Honest!"

Becky smiled and said, "I'm sorry. I do want to. When I 
was watching you two today I was incredibly turned on. 
You are so free with each other, you really like each 
other and it shows. I don't know, maybe I'm just 
jealous."

"Drink your juice," I said. "We can just talk for a 
while."

"What would you do if I weren't here?" she asked.

"We would probably have skipped the juice and be in my 
bed right now kissing and touching and talking 
quietly," I said. "But you know, the funny thing is, I 
don't think either of us is really bisexual. We are 
just sexual. We are horny all the time because of The 
Lottery. Not that we don't enjoy our time together and 
the things we do. We love it! But mostly we are just 
playing around and experimenting and having some fun. 
We are best friends, but we aren't in love or 
anything."

While we were talking, Rachel walked up behind Becky 
and started rubbing her neck and her shoulders. Becky 
sighed and closed her eyes and relaxed. Rachel saw that 
she was enjoying it. She said, "We don't have to do 
anything Becky. If you are too nervous, if you think 
you might want to try it later, you can come back. It 
isn't any fun if you can't relax and enjoy it."

Becky was quiet for a few moments. Her eyes were still 
closed and she was obviously enjoying what Rachel was 
doing.

Then she said quietly, "Which way to your bedroom?"

I got up and took her hand and she opened her eyes. "We 
would be happy to make love to you Becky. Just 
remember, if you are uncomfortable you can stop at any 
time. You won't hurt our feelings. If you want to 
leave, or even if you just want to watch, just say so. 
We have both learned that we enjoy an audience. We 
won't mind if you feel like you can't do it."

"No," she said. "No, I do want to do it. I need to do 
it. If I can't learn to relax and enjoy myself then it 
is going to be a very long, hard year. Besides, I like 
you guys. I know that we don't know each other very 
well. But I don't have any close friends. I envy you 
your friendship. I would really like to know you both 
better."

I pulled her gently to her feet and put my arm around 
her shoulder and we walked slowly to my room. When we 
were in my room, Rachel closed the door and Becky 
reached for the buttons that went down the front of her 
blouse.

I stopped her and said, "No, don't undress. Just slip 
your shoes off and lie down and get comfortable. 

Becky slipped her shoes off and got on the queen size 
bed that took up half of my bedroom. Rachel and I got 
on either side of her and just lay there and talked 
quietly for a while. After a few minutes she seemed to 
relax and I put my hand on her arm. She smiled at me 
and I worked my hand up and down the soft skin on her 
arm for a moment. 

I smiled at her and asked, "Does that hurt?"

She grinned and said, "Not yet."

"Do you like to kiss?" I asked.

"Yes," she said.

"May I kiss you?" I asked.

"Okay," she said, hesitantly.

"Are you scared?" I asked.

"A little," she replied.

"I promise not to hurt you. I have very soft lips. If 
you are the least bit uncomfortable just pull back and 
I will stop. You won't hurt my feelings. Okay?"

She nodded. I could see that she was still nervous, but 
not as much as when she first got here.

I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. She 
shivered, but I don't think it was revulsion. She had 
her eyes closed and was waiting for me to go on. I 
kissed her again, on the lips. Then I kissed her cheek, 
then her eye lids, her forehead. Rachel was just 
holding her hand and watching. 

I smiled at Rachel and said, "I think she liked it."

Becky whispered, "I did."

I kissed her again, still a gentle kiss, but this time 
I held it, and after a moment she started kissing me 
back. She gasped suddenly and I saw that Rachel was 
moving her hand over Becky, touching her softly. Not 
anywhere she might object to. She lightly ran her 
finger tips over Becky's neck, down her shoulder, down 
her arm and across her stomach.

Becky was tensing up and I said, "She'll stop that if 
you want her to. But why don't you just relax for a 
moment first. She is very good at that. She is the most 
sensuous girl in the world. I know that you'll like it.

Becky didn't open her eyes. She just smiled and said, 
"I know. It does feel good. I'm trying to relax."

"Don't try to relax," I said. "Just concentrate on what 
you're feeling. She makes you feel good doesn't she?"

"Yes."

I kissed her again and she didn't hesitate this time. 
She returned my kiss immediately. We kissed a little 
more and then I gently licked at her lips. She opened 
her mouth without any reticence at all. Her tongue was 
soon exploring mine and her breathing was getting 
deeper.


I kept my face in hers, my lips less than an inch from 
hers and I said, "I think you are starting to have fun, 
aren't you?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"You aren't scared now, are you?" I asked quietly, my 
lips brushed against hers while I talked.

"No," she responded, still whispering.

I kissed her again, harder this time. Not aggressive, 
but with more passion, and I was really surprised when 
I felt her arms go around my neck. 

Rachel could see that she was ready to go a little 
farther and she started to slowly unbutton Becky's 
blouse.

Becky didn't seem to mind at all.

When her blouse was unbuttoned, Rachel and I both 
caressed her breasts over her bra. She moaned in 
pleasure at our touch. But she never broke our kiss. 

I did. I pulled back just a little and said, "Becky, we 
want to go farther. We will go as slow as you want, but 
we are really turned on by you and we want to undress 
you and kiss you all over. Would you like that?"

"Yes," she said, and she sounded almost eager now. 

I thought it must be too soon for such a big change of 
attitude.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "We don't want to rush you. We 
want you to enjoy it."

"I am, Megan," she said, and she sounded like she was 
surprised at her own reaction. "I am enjoying it and I 
want to go farther. I'm not scared."

I kissed her again as Rachel released the catch between 
the cups of her bra. I had seen her naked in study hall 
today. And I had probably seen her at the party. I just 
wasn't paying any attention. There was too much going 
on. Now I looked at her breasts for the first time. 
They were at least a C cup. They made me embarrassed 
about mine. They were perfect and I told her so.

"Your breasts are beautiful, Becky. They're perfect. I 
envy you. You make me look like a little girl."

Becky laughed quietly and said, "You are a little girl. 
We all are."

I moved my fingers lightly over her warm, soft, 
sensitive flesh and I was really getting excited. 

I said, "You are turning us on. I love touching you. 
Does that feel good?"

"Oh god yes!" she said.

"You aren't nervous anymore?" I asked.

"No! You are starting to drive me crazy, please don't 
stop."

I leaned away and Rachel started kissing Becky now. She 
immediately responded. While they kissed I leaned down 
and licked and sucked on her beautiful breasts. It was 
obvious that she was enjoying it. So I decided to see 
just how relaxed she had become.

I started kissing my way down her stomach to the waist 
of her skirt. As I kissed and licked her stomach she 
moaned into Rachel's mouth and kissed her passionately.

I skipped down and slid between Becky's legs and kissed 
her legs, just above her knees. And then I started 
working my way slowly up her thighs, pushing her skirt 
up as I went.

She was obviously over her fear, she didn't hold back 
at all. She even lifted her ass so that I could slide 
her skirt up to her waist. I could smell that she was 
aroused now. I love that aroma, the smell of arousal. I 
kissed my way around her plain white panties and 
finally I worked my way around to her nylon covered 
pussy. I kissed her right on the wet spot, gently for a 
while. Then I used my tongue and licked her slit. Her 
panties were pulled up into her slightly and her moist 
slit was obvious. 

She was starting to go crazy now and I put my mouth 
over her pussy and blew softly through the fabric. I 
had learned that trick from Kylie. I can't describe the 
effect, but I highly recommend it to you. Try it. Your 
partner will like it.

I unbuttoned her skirt and slid the zipper down. Then I 
pulled her skirt and her underwear off together. There 
was no doubt that she was a willing participant now. 
She lifted up so that I could remove her clothing. Then 
Rachel broke the kiss and pulled Becky's arms from 
around her neck. We helped her sit up slightly and took 
her blouse and bra off. 

We laid her back down and looked at her. She was really 
beautiful. 

Rachel returned to kissing her, her mouth, her face, 
her neck. She kissed her way down to Becky's tits while 
I was kissing my way back up her thighs to her pussy. 

In the next twenty minutes or so Becky had more orgasms 
than I had altogether since I moved to Ohio. You know 
that was a lot!

Rachel and I changed places several times until Becky 
couldn't take it anymore and she screamed and pushed 
Rachel away from her pussy. 

"Stop! Please, you're killing me! I love it, but you're 
killing me!" Becky was almost screaming. Good thing my 
mother wasn't home!

Rachel and I moved back beside her and caressed her 
lightly and let her calm down and relax. 

It was five minutes before her breathing returned to 
normal and she opened her eyes again. 

"That was the most exciting thing that has ever 
happened to me!" she exclaimed.

"No, not really," I said. "It was just the first time 
you let yourself relax and enjoy it. We are honored 
that you let us through your defenses."

Her breath was still a little ragged. She put her arms 
around Rachel and me and said, "I want to marry you 
guys."

We both snuggled up to her and I said, "Okay."

She asked me what time it was and then she asked how 
long before my mother got home. We had a little over an 
hour still.

She said, "I want to try it. I want to make love to 
you. I want to make you feel what I just felt."

"You don't have to," I said. 

"Yes, I do," she replied. "I feel like I just woke up 
and I have missed a lot while I was asleep. Now I want 
to try all the things I was too afraid to enjoy."

"Who would you like to give a good tongue lashing to?" 
I asked.

She smiled and said, "Both of you, but I should start 
slow I think. You ate me first, Megan. How about if I 
eat you now, and if you will invite me back, I would 
love to taste Rachel."

I stood up and undressed as Rachel and Becky started 
kissing and touching again. I took my time and watched 
for a few minutes and then I stretched out beside Becky 
and she kissed Rachel one more time before turning to 
me. 

We kissed briefly, but she was anxious to try this new 
game from all positions. She moved her hot lips and 
tongue down my body, skimping a little on the foreplay 
to get right to the point. 

In a very short time her lips were grazing over my 
pussy lips and soon her tongue was dipping into my 
pussy and tentatively tasting me. I guess she liked 
what she tasted, because she quickly started eating me 
out, very aggressively. It wasn't my favorite style. 
But we could work on style later. She was enthusiastic 
and obviously she had gotten over her fear of intimacy. 

Rachel got up and came around to the other side of the 
bed and started kissing me and caressing my breasts. I 
had gotten pretty hot while making love to Becky and it 
wasn't long before I was having a very nice orgasm, 
several of them actually. I finally couldn't take it 
anymore and I had to push her head away and make her 
stop. 

She grinned at me and then she rested her head on my 
stomach and we all just relaxed.

She looked up at Rachel and said, "I'm sorry Rachel. 
You must be pretty turned on right now."

Rachel smiled at her and said, "Yeah. But I had a dozen 
orgasms today. Besides, if I can't sleep tonight, my 
sister is very good at this."

Becky started to get up but I reached up and pulled her 
up beside me and hugged her. "That was wonderful. How 
do you feel about it?" I asked.

"I feel great," she answered, and she meant it.

"How do you feel about Saturday now?" I asked. 

"Can I go with you guys?" she asked. "I think that 
would help."

I smiled and said, "You can go with us, you can cum 
with us, you can do anything with us. On Saturday I am 
going to share my special man with you. He is truly 
wonderful. He is sweet and gentle and understanding. He 
is the best lover in the world, in my vast experience. 
You can't have him, but you can borrow him. I think if 
you spend a little time with him it will change your 
whole outlook on life. Trust me on that. I am not 
kidding."

I looked at the clock. My mom would be home in about 
fifteen minutes. I needed to wash up and get the smell 
of pussy off of my face and fingers. Besides, looking 
at Becky, I think my work here was done. I struggled to 
get up and then I helped Becky up. She dressed quickly 
and I went out with them to the door in the nude. 

I asked her where she lived and it was only a block 
from me. We agreed to meet tomorrow morning and walk to 
school together. Then she left. I suggested to her that 
she not kiss her mother until she washed her face. She 
grinned and walked out, obviously in a very good mood.

I kissed Rachel and said, "Damned good thing you have a 
horny sister!"

Rachel smiled and kissed me again and said goodbye.

I rushed into the bathroom and washed up and brushed my 
teeth. Then I got dressed and started supper.

The next two days went fast. Becky was as good as her 
word and the next day she came over and we had another 
threesome. This time she was quite enthusiastic. I gave 
her some pointers and worked on her style, and soon she 
was eating pussy like a pro. While she was eating Becky 
I leaned over her and licked her shoulders and her back 
and I worked my way down her beautiful body. I even 
licked her butt a little.

We had more time afterwards, she didn't have to be 
seduced this time. So I told her all about Nathan. I 
was sure that he was just what she needed.

Saturday finally arrived and the three of us headed 
over to the party. We arrived at the usual time and, 
after we checked in, we undressed and headed inside. As 
usual, it seemed like all of the men were here already. 
Most of the girls were too. As soon as I walked in the 
door Nathan and LJ were there. I introduced them to 
Becky and then I took Nathan aside and explained that 
Becky was having a little trouble adjusting and I 
thought that he might be just what she needed. 

I asked if there were any rules about a guy having two 
girls at once and as it turned out there were not. So 
the three of us went into his cubicle and I helped 
Becky undress Nathan. 

She was a little intimidated by his large cock. I 
assured her that he really knew how to use it and that 
if she would just relax like she had the last couple of 
days she would love it.

She took a deep breath and held it for a moment and 
then she said, "You are right. I know that you are 
right. You have been right about everything. I'm just a 
little nervous. Not like I was before, honest."

I asked her if she wanted me to stay and she hesitated 
a minute and looked at Nathan's kind face and said, 
"No, I'm okay. Thanks."

I walked over to Nathan and kissed him and said, "Don't 
enjoy it too much. I'm next. Okay?"

"Hey!" he said. "You're the one that is letting another 
woman come between us!"

Becky chuckled and said, "She knows that she doesn't 
have to worry about me."

I went to Becky and kissed her and said, "Just relax 
and enjoy it. He is wonderful. The only bad part is 
that for the rest of your life, no man will ever be 
able to compare to him. Don't tell him I said so, I 
don't want to swell his head."

"Yeah," he said, "Don't tell me she said that."

I walked out and was surprised at how few people were 
in the main room. Nearly everyone was already in a 
cubicle, except for the extra guys. I started walking 
over to a group of six or seven guys but I had only 
taken a few steps when I was tapped on the shoulder and 
turned around to find the man who was always checking 
the girls in and out. 

He smiled at me and said, "I have been hearing the most 
amazing things about you. Everyone that has been with 
you is raving about how hot you are, how sexy. Everyone 
else has had a glimpse of you in action and I can tell 
you that a very large number of men were disappointed 
when Nathan got to you first today. They are all 
watching for you. I don't know how I got so lucky. 
Would you mind joining me in my cubicle young lady?"

I smiled at him and said, "You are such a sweet talker! 
I would be honored kind sir. I don't believe most of 
what you just said, but it was nice of you to say it."

He put his arm around my shoulder and said, "My name is 
Terrell, by the way, and every word I just said was the 
absolute truth. We keep a close eye on the girls for 
the first couple of weeks, to make sure nobody is in 
over their heads. Becky, for instance, we are worried 
about her. You, young lady, have deeply impressed 
everyone from Mr. Meeks, to your Principal, Mr. Turner, 
to every man that has met you here, especially the nine 
men who enjoyed your company last week. A new record 
for the first day, I might add, set by you and your 
good friend Rachel. You are two very impressive and 
very popular young ladies."

I put my arm around his waist and hugged him as we 
walked. "You sir, have made my day. Thank you. You 
don't have to worry about Becky. Rachel and I are 
taking care of her, with Nathan's help of course."

We had arrived at his cubicle in the corner and I 
helped him undress. He was sweet and I was horny, but 
the real reason I was in a hurry was that Nathan had a 
big head start on me. I wanted to be next.

Terrell and I made out on the bed for a few minutes and 
then I went to work with my lips and tongue. Terrell 
was the first man that I had met in here that was not 
hung like a horse, or at least a pony. Not that he was 
small. He was more than adequately equipped. Every cock 
I had taken into my mouth so far had been exciting, but 
daunting. This was like a practice cock!

I sucked it enthusiastically and he loved it. He 
grabbed my head after a while and was trying to push 
more and more of his cock into my mouth. He wasn't 
being brutal about it, just a little persuasive. I was 
okay with that, there was only about an inch left that 
I hadn't gotten in yet and I really wanted to get that 
for him. I made one last major push, trying to stretch 
my lips down to the base of his cock. 

Then a surprising thing happened. The head of his cock 
slipped right into my throat! Then another surprising 
thing happened. I didn't freak out. 

I pulled back and did it all over again, with hardly 
any trouble at all this time.

"Jesus H. Christ on a stick!" he exclaimed, and shot 
his large load of cum right straight down my throat. I 
pulled back quickly so that I could get a little in my 
mouth. I was doing a little informal survey on the 
taste of cum.

With any luck, by the end of the ten months of The 
Lottery, I should be able to identify every man in here 
by the taste of his cum.

I looked up at him and swallowed and then I smiled and 
said, "Terrell, you are never going to win The Lottery 
that way!"

He took a deep breath and said, "You sweet little slut! 
I am going to need your full name so that I can put you 
in my will." Then he pulled me up on top of him and 
kissed me.

I realized that there was a big plus to sucking the 
guys off. No clean up. I got up and thanked Terrell for 
a good time, and for all the kind words. Then I said 
goodbye and went back out.

As soon as I stepped out I saw two men heading my way, 
but Nathan was right there waiting. He grinned down at 
me and said, "I dare you to try that with me."

I smiled back and said, "You don't scare me, much. How 
did Becky do? Is she alright now?"

"Yes dear." he responded, in that tone that long 
suffering husbands use when talking to their nagging 
wives. Hey, I watch TV sometimes!

"I was slow and gentle and we spent a lot of time 
talking. She talked a lot about you, you and Rachel. 
You are two very special girls. But I suspect people 
have already mentioned that to you. By the time she 
left my cube she was ready for seconds."

I looked at him to see if he was kidding. 

"I'm serious," he said. "She said between you and 
Rachel she was a new woman, well girl. I am on The 
Lottery committee and at our meeting last Saturday 
night we discussed letting her out of her commitment."

"Well aren't you sweet! I didn't realize you were 
impotent!" I teased.

"That's important," he corrected me.

We had arrived at his cube and we went in and I pushed 
him down on the bed. 

"Let's see if I can deep throat a horse," I said.

"I'm not sure how I feel about being referred to as a 
farm animal, young lady. Don't get carried away, I 
don't want to hurt you."

I got between his legs and started teasing him with my 
tongue and my lips. He was hard in no time at all, even 
though he had just had sex with Becky. I took him into 
my mouth finally and I wasn't afraid of it this time. I 
was determined. I started taking more and more of him 
into my mouth but, I could never get more than half of 
his beautiful cock in my mouth.

Finally I got desperate and I said, "Help me, Nathan. 
Use your hands on my head!"

He smiled and reached down and pulled me up over him. 
He kissed me and said, "I am not going to force my cock 
down your throat, Megan. It is sweet that you would try 
so hard. I am afraid that guys as big as I am don't get 
deep throat. It just isn't going to happen."

He pulled me down and started kissing me and I broke 
the kiss and said, "I promise you, by the end of next 
month, I will have your cock in my throat."

He just shook his head and held me close and kissed me.

I reached down and grabbed his cock and lined it up 
with my pussy and sank down on it, all the way with one 
deep thrust. I was so turned on, and so wet, that it 
slid in easily. I felt just as magnificently stretched 
out as I had last week. We didn't fuck urgently. 
Instead it was slow and gentle and kind of romantic. 

Yes, I know. He is twice my age. He isn't my boyfriend. 
He is a great guy that I love to fuck. And with me on 
top I could stare into his eyes while we fucked.

We fucked in silence for a few minutes and then I said 
softly, "I like you, a lot."

"I like you a lot too." He said. 

"Luckily, the only one that knows your last name in 
this room is Rachel. No one in The Lottery knows it. 
Mr. Meeks keeps everything but your first names secret. 
If I knew your name, or address, I think I would stalk 
your sexy young ass."

"Is it stalking if your victim is willing?" I asked.

I was starting to get close and I started to pick up 
the pace. In a few minutes it was all over and I rested 
on top of him for a minute before I finally let his 
soft cock slide out of my pussy. Then I moved down and 
took it into my mouth again. His balls were really 
messy this time. A lot of his cum had spilled out my 
pussy while we rested after we came. I lapped it up 
greedily while he watched amused.

"That feels wonderful, and looks sexy as hell, but you 
don't have to do it you know."

"I didn't do it because I had to," I said. "I did it 
because I like to."

I finally got up and dampened a cloth and cleaned us 
both up. Then I kissed him and said, "Thank you. You 
are wonderful. I love being with you. And thanks for 
being nice to Becky."

"I love being with you too, which would explain why I 
always happen to be by the door when you come in. And 
trust me. It was not difficult to be nice to your sexy 
little friend. She was just a little shy. I think it's 
great what you and Rachel have done for her."

I kissed him again and said goodbye for now. Then I 
walked out of his cube. 

As soon as I stepped out, a tall, handsome, young man 
intercepted me and asked if I were busy. He was the 
youngest man I had seen here. I doubt if he was much 
older than twenty-one or twenty-two. He must have been 
one of those sports heroes.

I smiled and took his hand and asked, "I have all day, 
and I would love to spend some of it with you. But 
first, would you mind escorting me to the ladies room?"

He smiled and we walked hand in hand to the corner near 
the door where the restrooms were. I ducked in and sat 
on the toilet and let Nathan's huge load of cum drip 
out of me for a few minutes. Then I cleaned up again 
and went back out and back into the arms of my young 
escort.

We went to his cube and I found out that he was indeed 
a young player for the Indians.

I didn't know him. Even if I had lived in Ohio all my 
life, I don't watch baseball, so I wasn't really 
impressed. He seemed to like it that I didn't know who 
he was. I guess he had groupies up to here in his real 
life.

After my baseball player hit his home run I went to the 
cubes of six other men. I was a little upset that I 
wasn't going to beat my record from last week. The guys 
were all tired out. Just as things were slowing down 
though, I got a break. The two guys I had the threesome 
with last week had saved enough energy for another one 
today, but they switched ends. It was the perfect way 
to end the day.

Afterwards, Rachel, Becky and I sat down with Nathan 
and LJ again and just talked quietly until the room was 
empty. Finally, Terrell came in and told us to get the 
hell out so he could go get a drink.

We all stood up and I kissed Nathan goodbye. So did 
Becky, after first looking to see if I minded. Then we 
went out and dressed and Terrell let us out. 

Rachel and I pumped Becky for details and she had a 
great time today. Nathan was the highlight. After being 
with Nathan though, everyone treated her so nice and 
she wasn't scared anymore. She really enjoyed it.

Reassured, I turned to Rachel and asked, "Okay, how 
many?"

"Ten!" she said, triumphantly. 

I smiled at her and didn't say anything. 

She knew when she saw my smile. "God damn you!" she 
said. "How many poor innocent men did you take 
advantage of this time?"

"It was nine," I said. "And I didn't think that there 
was another hard cock in the room. Until at the last 
minute I was saved by the two men I had the threesome 
with last week. They wanted to try again, from 
different ends. Eleven!"

"Slut!" she said, with a smile.

"How many men did you take advantage of today Becky?" I 
asked.

She looked embarrassed and I thought it must be a small 
number.

"Fourteen," she said, sheepishly. "But I had three 
threesomes today, so it didn't take as long."

I looked at Rachel and said, "Girl, are we good 
teachers or what!"

Rachel said, "I think we created a monster."

Becky was pretty proud of herself, and that was good. 
She needed the ego boost.

We got to the bus stop just before the bus did. By the 
time we got home it was almost four in the afternoon. 
As we approached the house my mom was just leaving. I 
had forgotten that she had a date with a mystery man at 
five. She had an errand to run first so I kissed her 
goodbye. Thank god for chewing gum. Then I said goodbye 
to Rachel and Becky and went in and took a shower.

Mom had left supper in the oven and I nibbled at it for 
a while as I replayed the day's events in my mind.

Rachel called me up and invited me over, since I was 
home alone. I decided to do my homework instead and 
have tomorrow free. I told her I'd see her tomorrow and 
got my books out and went to work.

On Sunday, my mom sat me down after breakfast and I was 
afraid that she had found out about The Lottery. She 
looked real serious. 

She said, "Megan, we need to talk."

I just nodded.

"I have been out several times with a man that I really 
like. He is the District Manager where I work. His 
office is in Cleveland, but he comes to my office at 
least twice a week and that's how we met."

She paused and took a deep breath and said, "This is 
something we have never discussed. I need to know how 
you feel. What would you say if I told you that I have 
been dating a black man?"

"I would say, 'Why haven't you introduced us?'"

"Really?" she asked. "You aren't upset?"

"Mom! You raised me better than that."

"Well, he is coming to town this afternoon to take us 
out to dinner. He is a wonderful man. I know that you 
will love him. No. I hope you will love him. Because I 
think I am falling in love with him. Are you sure you 
don't mind? I know it hasn't been that long since your 
dad died. I didn't mean for this to happen. It just 
did."

"Relax, mom, I'm not upset. I can't wait to meet him. 
What time is he coming over?"

"He is going to pick us up at three and take us into 
the city. His brother owns a restaurant in Cleveland 
and he says that he gets pretty good service there. 
Dress casual."

I went over to visit with Rachel and Kylie after our 
little talk. Well, that was the plan. Kylie was out 
with friends. We decided to actually go to the library 
for a while. She called Becky to see if she wanted to 
go. The three of us ended up walking to the library. 

I browsed through the books for a long time and found 
dozens of books that I wanted to read. I checked one 
out and we walked home slowly. I told the girls about 
my mother's new boyfriend. We all thought it funny that 
mom was worried that I would be upset that she was 
dating a black man. 

It was early when I got home but I went ahead and took 
a shower and picked out something to wear. Then I read 
the first chapter of the book I had checked out.

At around two thirty I got dressed and my mom and I sat 
out on the front porch and waited for our date.

Just before three a big black Mercedes pulled into the 
driveway and out stepped Nathan. I thought, "Oh god, he 
found me!" At least that was what I thought until my 
mom went out and gave him a hug.

I was grinning like an idiot when he finally noticed 
me. I walked over and held out my hand and introduced 
myself. He was just a little flustered, but he 
recovered quickly and we left for the city and mom's 
big dinner date.

We had a ball. I suppose it is impossible to be with 
Nathan and not have fun. We didn't get home until 
almost midnight.

I was so amused, or so excited, that I had to force 
myself not to go next door and wake Rachel up and tell 
her who my mother was dating.

It was late, but as soon as Nathan left, my mom pumped 
me to find out what I thought of him. God, if she only 
knew! Luckily, I had school in the morning. So I told 
her that I loved Nathan, which was the truth, and I 
went to bed.

Once I got to bed I lay awake for hours. I couldn't 
stop thinking about what it would be like to fuck my 
step-father every Saturday, or to live with the man I 
was fucking, while he was in bed with my mom and 
fucking her. I wondered if I could face my mother and 
still fuck Nathan behind her back. 

The next morning, however, I had a lot more to say to 
Rachel and Becky on the way to school. I wanted 
desperately to tell them that my mom had the hots for 
Nathan, and that it was serious. For some reason 
though, I couldn't tell them. I don't know why, but I 
couldn't tell them. It was killing me!

I put it out of my mind and did my best to concentrate 
on my class work. Just before the end of my last class 
before study hall, I was called to the principal's 
office. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong, so I was 
curious, but not worried. I went to the office and 
reported to his secretary. She got on the intercom and 
let him know that I was there and she told me to go 
right in. 

I walked into the principal's office and Nathan was 
there waiting for me. I smiled and hugged him and he 
kissed me and said, "We need to talk."

"Don't worry, Nathan, I'm not going to blow the whistle 
on you. I didn't even tell Rachel or Becky this 
morning. It was hard, but I bit my tongue all the way 
to school."

"Thanks," he said. "That isn't why I am here. I want 
you to drop out of The Lottery."

I hadn't seen that coming, although I suppose that I 
should have.

"I am going to ask your mother to marry me. Not right 
away, it's too soon. I don't want to scare her off. But 
I love her, even more than I love you. You don't need 
the money now. I am a very wealthy man. You can drop 
out of The Lottery."

"I wasn't in The Lottery for the money Nathan. I was in 
it for the sex. It has turned out to be every bit as 
exciting as I thought that it would be. I don't want to 
quit. I don't want you to quit either. You are the 
highlight of my week."

"You must know how inappropriate that is now," Nathan 
said. 

It was obvious to me that he was trying to do the right 
thing, even though he was upset at the prospect of 
losing me as a sexual partner. Well, maybe it was 
obvious, or maybe it was what I wanted to believe.

We were sitting side by side in a couple of straight 
chairs. He reached out and caressed my cheek and smiled 
at me. Then he said, "You are special. You are the most 
exciting young lady I have ever met."

Then he stopped smiling and held my hand and said, 
"Okay, let me suggest an alternative. I saw how you 
enjoy those parties, and I have heard that you are also 
the life of the party at study hall. I even heard about 
the janitor. I thought that was so hot!"

"How about this, sweetheart? You keep going to the 
parties, and the study halls, but you start taking the 
pill. If you keep going to those parties, you know that 
I won't be able to keep my hands off of you. You don't 
do it for the money, and I get that. I even respect you 
for it. But one thing that I can do for your mother, 
whom I have come to love very much in a very short 
amount of time, is to keep you from getting pregnant."

"I promise to spoil the hell out of you. When you are 
ready I will buy you a car. When you graduate I will 
put you in the best university. I will take just as 
much pleasure in dressing you well as I have taken in 
having you undressed. But I am not sure that I can 
handle having a child by my step-daughter."

I thought about that for a few minutes and I saw the 
benefits. I really didn't want to get pregnant. This 
way I could still have all of the sex, and I really 
didn't care about the money. 

I smiled at Nathan and said, "You promise we can still 
fuck, right? Remember, I promised you a deepthroat."

Nathan smiled and said, "I realize that it is a 
betrayal of your mother, but I am afraid that the 
hardest thing I shall ever have to do is stop fucking 
you on Saturday when this is all over."

"That's okay Nathan," I said. "I love my mother more 
than anything in the world. But I don't think that it 
will be possible to keep my hands off of you once this 
is over. We will have to be careful. But you were my 
first, and you are the best, and I am always going to 
want you."

Nathan sighed and shook his head. "I have always 
thought that I was an honorable man," he said. "My one 
indulgence was The Lottery. I knew that it was wrong. 
There were times that my conscience bothered me."

"I have become a member of the board that runs it, just 
so that I could protect those girls who should not be 
there, the ones that couldn't handle it. I realize that 
is just a bandage for my conscience. I am aware that 
what we are doing is wrong. But god, it is so fucking 
exciting! Not the pregnancy part. I could care less 
about that. But the opportunity to initiate all of 
those beautiful, young, innocent girls, to teach them 
about sex and teach them to enjoy it, to teach them 
sensuality, no man could turn that opportunity down."

"Now that it involves my future daughter, it puts 
things in a whole new perspective. This will call for 
some serious soul searching," he said.

I got up and moved over and sat in Nathan's lap and put 
my arms around his neck. I kissed him and said, 
"Nathan, every girl that I have talked to loves what 
they are doing. I could make a couple of suggestions 
that might ease a lot of people's consciences."

Nathan looked at me and said, "I'm listening."

"Alright," I said, "first, I have talked to most of the 
guys there. I like them all. I have to tell you, as far 
as I can tell not one of them is all that interested in 
knocking anyone up. They would just as happy, probably 
happier, if they could just come there every Saturday 
for the sex. How about if the girls were all put on the 
pill and we partied every Saturday, and at the end of 
the school year the girls all got their money, but 
there was no pot to split between the guys. You guys 
would save an awful lot of money, no parents would get 
disappointed in their daughters and as for those few 
girls that are doing it for the money so that they can 
go to college later, well they can just relax and have 
fun."

Nathan stared at me like I had just said something 
intelligent. He smiled and said, "I don't know how it 
evolved the way it has. I don't know who had the 
original idea. You are right though. I don't know of 
anyone that is there just for the money at the end, or 
the pleasure of knocking up some underage girl. There 
probably are some, but I am sure that they are vastly 
outnumbered by the rest of us, who are just horny old 
men. I believe I could make that happen."

"What is second?" he asked.

"Do you remember Kylie, from last year?" I asked.

He thought for a minute and smiled and said, "Oh yes, 
she's Rachel's sister."

"That's her. She is so fucking jealous of us. She 
desperately misses those parties. I would like to 
suggest that, every once in a while you have something 
like a reunion party for the girls that miss it so 
much. I am sure that there are a lot of them. I know 
that the idea of having to give all that up at the end 
of the year is already bothering me."

"I would like to see Kylie again," he said. "I can 
think of a few others that I would enjoy seeing again 
too."

"You're not just saying that to make me jealous are 
you?" I asked, just teasing.

He kissed me and said, "Anything else?"

"There is just one more thing Nathan. You aren't going 
to like it," I replied. "I am going to have to tell 
Kylie, Rachel and Becky about you and mom. One of these 
days they are going to see you two together and you 
don't want them to blurt out something. Like I almost 
did when I saw you pull up in my driveway yesterday."

Nathan smiled and said, "I knew things were going to 
get complicated the minute I realized that I was 
falling in love with a white chick!"

I kissed him again and said, "Two white chicks."

He hugged me and said, "Two white chicks."

"Okay, tell your friends," he said, "I am putting a lot 
of trust in the four of you. My first inclination was 
to close this thing down. I was going to put an end to 
The Lottery. I am not sure that I could do that, I 
don't know if I have that much authority. I was only 
reluctant because I know that some of those girls are 
really counting on that money for their education. I 
will try to get those changes you suggested put in 
place immediately. I hope it isn't too late, but I am 
afraid that girls usually start getting pregnant pretty 
quick at these things. I suppose that we could offer 
abortions for those that were already pregnant, those 
that were not opposed to them."

Nathan stood me up and then he stood up and hugged me 
again and kissed the top of my head. "What a strange 
situation," he said. 

He tipped my face up and kissed my lips and said, "See 
you Saturday, baby. Take care of yourself."

I walked out with him and got to study hall just as the 
bell rang to end it. I stopped Rachel and Becky from 
leaving and I swore them to secrecy and told them 
everything. They were both extremely excited at both 
the news that Nathan might become my father, and the 
news that they might not have to become pregnant. It 
occurred to me that once we were on the pill, hell, I 
could screw anyone I wanted!

The four of us walked home together after school. 
Rachel had run into her sister during the day and 
insisted that she come with us. We were halfway home 
before the crowds had thinned out enough that we could 
start telling Kylie all of the news, including the idea 
of the reunions that Nathan had liked so much.

When we got to my house we all went to my room and I 
started getting undressed. The plan was just that I was 
going to change out of my school clothes. I'm not sure 
how the plan changed but somehow we ended up having a 
very interesting foursome. 

I hadn't thought a thing about undressing in front of 
them. After all, I had enjoyed sex with them all. I was 
just thinking about changing clothes, I don't know why, 
I am usually thinking about sex. I guess it was all the 
excitement the last couple of day.

As soon as I was undressed I started to reach for a 
pair of shorts to pull on but Becky stopped me. 

"Wait a minute," she said quietly. "I want to thank you 
for putting me with Nathan, and for what you did 
today."

Then she stood up and took me in her arms, with a lot 
more confidence than she had last week, and she started 
kissing me. I am never opposed to a little good clean 
sex, so I kissed her back enthusiastically. I started 
slowly undressing her while we kissed. It wasn't taking 
as long now, since those of us in The Lottery had 
started wearing fewer clothes to school. Like a lot 
less underwear for instance.

While we were kissing and undressing and groping Kylie 
said, "Damn guys! Why don't you get a room? Oh wait, 
this is your room."

We were ignored her. Before long we were stretched out 
on the bed and Kylie was stretched out on one side of 
us and Rachel on the other. All three of them were 
kissing me and caressing me and driving me crazy. It 
was fantastic!

Becky moved over on top of me and was kissing me. I 
don't think I will ever get tired of feeling another 
pair of breasts rubbing against mine. It is so erotic. 
While we kissed, my two favorite neighbors were gently 
caressing both of us. 

Becky started kissing her way down my body, but as soon 
as she left my lips alone, Rachel started kissing me 
passionately. Kylie waited until Becky had kissed her 
way past my breasts and soon I had three sets of lips 
working on me and I loved it!

I must have had a dozen orgasms before we switched over 
to the three of us on Becky. We rotated until everyone 
had a turn and we all agreed that it was a lot of fun. 
We would have to try that more often.

We also agreed that we had to do some serious talking 
about the changes in The Lottery. Now, if we were to 
get on the pill, we could have boyfriends. Although, I 
couldn't imagine that having a boyfriend would compare 
to what we had now. On Saturdays we had forty 
boyfriends, and on Wednesdays there was no telling how 
many boyfriends we would have.

Mom came home at the usual time and I had supper ready 
when she walked in. We sat and talked, about Nathan 
mostly. She was as giddy as a schoolgirl and I almost 
felt guilty about the fact that I probably knew him 
better than she did. 

That thought led me to wonder if she had been to bed 
with him. Mom is pretty square, but Nathan is extremely 
charming. And I know that he is one of the best lovers 
in the world. I certainly have had a lot of good men to 
compare him to lately.

God, mom would die if she knew everything that I had 
been doing lately. Sex with my three girlfriends, sex 
with close to a dozen other men every Saturday, sex 
with my principal and the librarian, and even the 
school janitor! She must think that I am still a 
virgin. It would really kill her if she found out about 
Nathan. But I couldn't give that up. I don't want to 
hurt my mom, but I love Nathan too.

On Wednesday, study hall was wonderful. I knew I 
couldn't give this up. Mr. Meeks was there, and the 
principal and four other men that I didn't know showed 
up, so all of us girls were kept busy. I was watching 
this time. I didn't see a single girl that didn't enjoy 
herself.

Mr. Meeks was late, so by the time he got there Rachel 
and I were both occupied. I was with a much older man. 
I didn't know anything about him, except that he told 
me to call him Paul. He pulled me into his lap and 
explored my body as if he had never seen a naked woman 
before, or rather, a naked girl. 

It was kind of exciting, because I could tell that he 
really thought I was beautiful. 

He moved his hands over me gently and kissed my neck 
and my ear and then he spoke quietly. "Young lady, you 
will probably never be able to fully appreciate how 
exciting this is for me. I am old enough to be your 
grandfather. My wife died twenty years ago and I have 
not been with a woman since then. My grandson is in 
that Lottery of yours and he has been trying to get me 
to come here for a couple of years now. I always said 
no, until he told me about a special girl. A cute, 
sweet, loving little blonde girl that was the most 
exciting girl he ever met."

"Me!" I asked, incredulously.

"Yes dear, he said that you are the most amazing girl 
that he has ever met. All the men are just about 
fighting over you. He said that there is something 
special about you, and he couldn't really describe it. 
He insisted that I meet you."

I wanted to ask him who his grandson was, but I thought 
that if he wanted to tell me he would. Instead, I 
smiled at him and put my arm around his neck and told 
him how touched I was that he had chosen me for his 
first sex in twenty years. Then I started kissing him 
and after a few minutes I asked him if I could take his 
pants off and show him how much I appreciated the 
compliment.

He seemed a little shy, but I knew how to take his mind 
off of it. I squirmed out of his lap and knelt at his 
feet. He moved his hand over my hair as I unbuckled his 
belt and pulled his pants and his shorts down and 
carefully folded them and set them aside. 

He was obviously self conscious, and probably wondering 
if he could still do it. I was pretty confident that I 
could give any man a hardon at this point in my life. I 
spread his knees and I saw a very impressive piece of 
meat between his thighs.

I smiled up at him and said, "Oh my! That's beautiful. 
I slid my hands slowly up his thighs and watched his 
cock twitch as my hands got close. It really was 
impressive. It was still soft, but it was at least 
eight inches long and very fat. It wasn't as fat as 
Nathan's big cock, but it was very impressive. It was 
uncircumcised. I didn't get to see many of those, even 
with all of the men I was having sex with now. So I 
enjoyed the novelty. 

I took it into my hands gently and leaned forward and 
kissed it. Then I moved my face into his lap and 
started licking his balls while I caressed his cock 
with my fingers.

My new friend leaned back and gasped, then watched in 
amazement as I licked his balls for a moment, feeling 
his cock start to grow hard in my hand. Then I licked 
it lovingly before taking it into my mouth and soon it 
was as hard as any cock I had sucked in the last two 
weeks, and that was quite a few.

I was pretty sure I could do one thing for him that no 
one had ever done before. And if I could do it for him, 
I bet I could do it for Nathan. I started sliding my 
lips down his hard, black shaft while he watched in 
awe. I had more than half of it in my mouth before I 
reached that point that gave me so much trouble. I 
looked down and there was less than three inches left 
and I was determined. 

I backed off and drove my lips down again, trying to 
force every inch of it into my mouth and throat, just 
like I had done with the more reasonably sized cocks at 
the party. 

He smiled as he watched and said, "Don't hurt yourself 
darling, it feels wonderful, just take it easy."

Take it ease my ass! I am going to swallow that thing 
or die trying!

I backed off again and then started working my way 
slowly back down his big cock. I wasn't gagging. I had 
that pretty much under control. I just couldn't get it 
to slip into my throat. Suddenly, something gave and it 
slid right down. It hardly hurt at all!

I looked up at him and he said, "Jesus Christ!" Then he 
groaned and started cumming down my throat. I pulled 
back and held the end of his cock in my mouth and 
worked one hand up and down his large shaft while the 
other hand lightly tickled his balls. 

He groaned loudly and his hips came up off of the chair 
and my mouth filled quickly with cum. I swallowed three 
times before he was done. Then I just held his cock in 
my mouth while he recovered.

After a few minutes he opened his eyes and looked at me 
and I swear I saw love in his eyes. He was such a sweet 
old guy. I really loved pleasing him like that. 

I lifted my head and smiled and at him for a moment and 
then I skinned the foreskin back from the head of his 
cock and kissed it lightly. He groaned and his cock 
twitched and I thought, "Hell, he may be old, but it 
has been a long time. I bet he can do it again."

So we did. I started sucking him again and he caressed 
my hair and smiled and said, "Sweet darling, you have 
made an old man very happy. I'm afraid that there is no 
way that I can do that again. It has been too many 
years."

I took my head away for a moment and said, "It doesn't 
cost anything to try." It only took me a few minutes to 
make him hard again. This time I had no trouble taking 
him down my throat. It's like once you have done it you 
can do it! He was groaning and moaning in pleasure and 
it made me feel so good to please him like that.

While I was sucking him the second time, Rachel came 
over and knelt behind me and started kissing my neck 
and my shoulders and toying with my breasts and my 
pussy and my new lover was staring in fascination. He 
came in less than ten minutes and I kept the last 
mouthful of cum in my mouth to show him before I pulled 
Rachel around and kissed her and shared the load with 
her.

He watched Rachel and I kiss for a few moments, then he 
pulled me back into his lap. He said, "Young lady, I 
came here, almost certain that the plumbing didn't even 
work anymore. I was nervous and self conscious. You 
have truly worked a miracle. You have made an old man 
very, very happy."

I kissed his cheek and said, "I loved every minute of 
it. I hope you come back soon. You are a sweet man and 
I loved it as much as you did."

He smiled and said, "No, that isn't possible. What they 
are saying about you is true, but not anywhere near 
adequate. You are a saint. I cannot wait to tell my 
grandson about you. I wish I could tell the world. You 
are truly special."

Then he smiled at Rachel and said, "You must be Rachel, 
the other young angel they talk about. You two girls 
are turning a lot of heads. I have to say, this has 
been the most exciting sexual experience of my life, 
and I have lived a very long time. Thank you, thank you 
both."

I kissed him again and said, "You are very welcome, and 
I mean it, I hope you come back and see us. Maybe next 
time it won't be so busy and you can have both of us. 
We work very well together."

I helped him get dressed then and escorted him to the 
door. It was almost time for the bell and only the 
principal was left to watch us cleanup and get dressed.

Becky, Rachel and I waited until the others had left 
and the principal came over and hugged me. "You really 
are special, you know. There is just something about 
you."

Since it was just my two friends and the principal, I 
asked him if he minded if we stayed in the room during 
lunch period. It was a nice quiet room to relax and do 
our homework while we waited for the next period to 
start.

He smiled and said, "Do homework and the janitor, you 
mean?"

I smiled, embarrassed that he knew about that. "I 
couldn't help it," I said. "He was so sweet."

Mr. Turner smiled and said, "No, I don't mind. Keep 
your clothes on, just in case."

I thanked him and then I asked, "You don't mind about 
the janitor do you?"

"Damn girl! Don't you ever get enough?" he asked.

I smiled and said, "Not yet."

He shook his head and left the room. We sat at a table 
in the corner and worked on our homework for the 
morning classes. It was helpful, doing it together like 
that. We could fill each other in on things that we 
missed or that hadn't made sense.

The janitor came in and when he saw us he smiled and 
said, "Ladies! I am so glad to see you." 

We all smiled and said hello and I started to get up 
and go over to him. Before I could get up Becky said, 
"No you don't, it's my turn." 

She got up and went over to the janitor and said, "You 
don't mind if I get a turn do you?"

He was not bothered in the least and Becky led him to a 
chair and pulled his pants and shorts down and started 
sucking his big, black cock. I was watching, amused at 
the change in Becky. 

Rachel decided to give her a hand. She went over and as 
Becky sucked him off, she got between his legs and 
licked his big, sweaty balls. He got so excited, and 
came so fast, that they changed positions and did it 
again. 

Our janitor really loves Wednesdays.

After he had gotten dressed and checked around the room 
he left and I said, "Doesn't he have the tastiest cum 
you ever swallowed?"

We all agreed that his was the best so far.

The closer it got to Saturday the more the suspense 
started to build. We were all anxious to see if any of 
the changes would be acceptable to the majority of the 
men. Assuming that that was what was necessary to make 
changes.

Becky and Rachel and I went together again. As soon as 
we got there on Saturday morning we knew that something 
was up. We checked in and were asked to undress as 
usual, but to wait in the locker room until everyone 
had arrived.

That took about ten more minutes and as soon as 
everyone was there, Terrell got our attention and 
called me to the front of the room. When I was standing 
in front of him he turned me around and put his arms 
around me and addressed the rest of the girls.

"Ladies," he asked, "do all of you know Megan?"

I had met most of them by now, either here or at school 
and all of them murmured that they did.

"She is a special young lady," he continued, "and you 
all owe her a lot. Thanks to her, none of you will be 
performing intercourse today." 

It was obvious that most of the girls were not happy 
about that.

"However, you will be free to do anything else," he 
continued. "There has been a big change in The Lottery. 
In fact, it is no longer a lottery. You will still come 
here for the Saturday parties for the rest of the 
school year, and your Wednesdays will still be spent in 
our special study hall."

"You will all be tested today, and if you are not 
pregnant you will be offered the birth control pill."

There was a loud murmur of excited conversation among 
the girls and Terrell gave them a moment to quiet down 
before he continued.

"We will no longer be attempting to impregnate you, it 
will now be just good clean, meaningless sex. You will 
still, all of you, that is, still be getting your 
anticipated bonus. Now you and your parents will be 
spared the traumatic pregnancy at such an early age."

"When you step inside today, see the Doctor and he will 
check your records again and check to see if anyone is 
pregnant. Anyone that is will be offered an abortion. 
If that is unacceptable to anyone, then we will, as 
stipulated in the original agreement, pay all of your 
medical expenses. You will each have to make your own 
decisions about that."

"Once you have seen the Doctor, he will put you on the 
pill, as appropriate, and we will provide them to you 
for the rest of the year. Are there any questions?"

Everyone was silent, except for a couple of girls that 
ran up and kissed me on the cheek and thanked me. 
Terrell told them to go on in and reminded them that 
the party would still be held today, but they would not 
be having intercourse until they were on the pill.

As the others filed into the main room, Terrell held 
onto me until it was just the two of us in the room. I 
tilted my head back and smiled at him and asked, "Is 
there something I can do for you sir?"

He grinned and said, "You little slut, I love you! No, 
not right now, Nathan would kill me. I am positive that 
he is waiting on the other side of that door right now. 
I just wanted to thank you for what you did for my 
grandfather. He is a new man."

I turned around in his arms and faced him and said, "He 
is your granddad! He was so sweet, it was a pleasure, 
honest. Make sure he comes back."

Terrell kissed me and said, "Nathan is one of my 
closest friends. I know about him and your mother. I 
don't envy him, but I am happy for him. You really are 
something. If your mother is anything like you he will 
be very happy."

"Thanks," I said. Then I kissed him and said, "See you 
inside."

I walked through the door and right into Nathan's arms. 
We kissed and then went over to a quiet seating area to 
wait for the line to go down for the Doctor. 

I asked him if there had been any problems changing the 
rules and he said, "No, actually, most of the men were 
relieved. Everyone I talked to, in fact. No one could 
actually remember how pregnancy got to be such a large 
part of it. It had something to do with a stupid bet 
between two of the founding members, neither of whom 
are still here."

"Now the only question is how many girls are already 
pregnant. I did notice that, mostly because of you, 
there were an unusually high number of men who were 
having orgasms that weren't anywhere near a vagina, 
despite the rules. You do have that magic touch."

I got up and sat in his lap and put my arms around his 
neck and asked, "You aren't going to have a problem 
with me having sex with all these guys now, are you?"

He put his arms around me and said, "No. I have been 
thinking about that a lot. The thing is, Megan, you are 
the most honestly sexual creature that I have ever met. 
I find it nearly impossible to believe that I was the 
one that you honored with your virginity. You have 
turned out to be some kind of sex goddess. I mean it, 
the men talk about you like you have some kind of super 
powers, there is a myth growing up around you. You were 
right when we spoke on Monday. You couldn't go back to 
being a normal teenage girl. You are what you have 
become. Most of these girls are probably what we have 
made them, or are making them. Not you. You are the 
most honestly and openly sexually giving female in the 
world. If you were any other girl, men would be 
referring to you derisively as some kind of slut, or 
nympho or something. But there is an aura about you 
that defies definition. Everyone that comes into 
contact with you knows it, even the school janitor."

"Damn!" I exclaimed. "Does everyone know about that?"

He just smiled and stood me up and we went over and got 
in line with his arm around me and waited for the 
Doctor to do what he does. 

Afterwards, we went straight to his cubicle and he 
undressed and stretched out on his bed and we kissed 
for a while. He seemed to be reluctant to start, so I 
pushed him onto his back, I was determined to take him 
into my throat today.

He laid back and relaxed and I started kissing my way 
down his body. I took my time and teased him all the 
way down to his toes. I even sucked on his toes for a 
moment. Then I worked my way back up his strong, 
muscular legs until I was wedged between them and 
licking his balls lovingly.

He was obviously enjoying it, and I loved doing it to 
him. This time though, after he was fully erect, I got 
up and moved to the side of the bed so that I could 
keep my throat at a better angle and I started working 
my way down his magnificent cock. 

He didn't know what I had in mind at first. He was 
running his hand up the inside of my thigh and rubbing 
my pussy and just enjoying what I was doing, until he 
suddenly felt his cock sink into my throat and opened 
his eyes to see my lips stretched tightly around the 
base of his cock. 

The look on his face made it all worthwhile. He 
couldn't believe it. I almost couldn't believe it. I 
was surprised to find that it didn't hurt at all! I 
couldn't breathe very well though, so after a short 
time I pulled back, but then I went right back down. He 
was so turned on he squeezed my thigh and groaned and 
shot his cum right down my throat in less than a 
minute! And this was a man that had control!

I was moaning around his cock as he came and I felt his 
cock throbbing, I knew that he was cumming. Between 
having his cock in my throat and the hand rubbing up 
against my pussy, I was so excited that I came! 

He was gasping for breath for a moment, he couldn't 
even talk. Then he pulled me up on top of him and 
hugged me and kissed me and said, "God, you are such a 
fucking slut, I can't believe it! Nobody has ever been 
able to do that! God I love you!"

I hugged him and said, "I told you I'd do it."

We held each other for a few minutes and then I looked 
up and asked, "Have you fucked my mom yet? I know it 
isn't any of my business, but the curiosity is killing 
me."

I felt him chuckling under me. He didn't answer for a 
minute or two. After hesitating, trying to decide if he 
should answer, he said, "Yes, and in answer to your 
next question, you come by it honestly. She is a very 
sexy, and a very sensual and sexual woman."

"Good," I said. "It's too bad we can't have a 
threesome."

I stayed there with Nathan for a few more minutes, but 
there were a lot of men out in the main room waiting 
their turn. My growing reputation made me pretty 
popular. I hardly had any time to speak to Rachel or 
Becky that day. As soon as I finished with one man I 
would go back into main room and there would be a man, 
or men, waiting for me.

I had sucked four cocks and been with three more men 
that I had not been with before, all before noon. I 
came out of the most recent cubicle and as usual there 
was a man waiting for me. I greeted him warmly but I 
had to ask him to give me a minute to visit the little 
girl's room. Afterwards, on the way to his cube, we 
swung by the refreshment table and I picked up a bottle 
of water and a half a sandwich. Then I walked arm in 
arm with my next lover to his cube.

As I glanced around the room and into the other 
cubicles I saw a lot of girls on their knees. I hoped 
they were enjoying themselves as much as I was.

My current escort had his arm around my waist as we 
walked and he was commenting on how sore my jaw must be 
getting. I smiled at him and agreed that it was a 
little harder to suck off four big cocks than to fuck 
them. I insisted that I was still having fun though.

He asked me if I was ready to try something new. That 
got my attention. I am always ready for something new. 

We got comfortable in his cube and started making out 
and after I had sucked him for a while he got up and 
held up a tube of lubricant and asked if I was ready to 
try anal sex.

I had to admit that I was nervous about that, but he 
seemed pretty easy going, and like the vast majority of 
the guys that I had seen in here, he had a normal sized 
cock. I thought that this would be as good a time as 
any to give it a shot.

I told him that I was willing and he stood up and 
positioned me on my hands and knees on his bed. He 
started out eating my ass, which I really liked, and 
judging by how much time he spent doing it, he enjoyed 
it too.

Then he started lubricating my ass and stretching it 
out. While he was working I heard a noise and looked 
around to see Rachel standing in the door watching. I 
smiled at her and invited her in.

She came in and went to the other side of the bed and 
got down by my head. I kissed her and asked her how her 
day was going. Like me, her jaw was getting a little 
sore, but she had not seen me since we had our exam 
this morning and had just come in to say hi. 

I invited her to join us, but there was a man waiting 
for her so she kissed me again, wished me good luck, 
and left. I put my head down on my arms and relaxed 
while my latest lover worked on my ass. He took his 
time and when he finally got around to putting his cock 
into my ass, it wasn't bad at all. I didn't cum, but it 
didn't hurt. If Rachel had stayed around and helped it 
would have felt pretty good.

When I had finished, or I suppose when he had finished 
is more correct, I went back out into the room and 
several of the men had seen what we were doing. I ended 
up doing that for the rest of the afternoon. None of 
the men that I had anal sex with were enormous and only 
one of them could have been a little more patient. All 
in all it was a pretty pleasant day, except that I was 
left pretty horny. Most of the girls were by the end of 
the day. I had been eaten to several nice orgasms, but 
I was nowhere near as sated as I had been last weekend.

I was already looking forward to next week and a more 
normal Saturday of sex. 

When we had finally wound down for the day and people 
were leaving, Rachel, Becky and I sat around for a 
while talking to Nathan and LJ for a long time, as had 
become our tradition. The conversation was pleasant and 
we enjoyed the wind down time. Besides, none of us were 
eager to get dressed.

As usual, we talked until everyone else had left and 
Terrell came in to throw us out. As we stood up to 
leave I said, "You know, we all enjoy this, it's too 
bad we don't have a place we can go and sit around like 
this and just talk and relax and be naked, and maybe a 
little more when the mood hits."

Nathan said, "I was thinking the same thing. You know 
what else I was thinking? I was thinking that it would 
be nice to put a pool in your back yard, do you suppose 
your mother would go for that?"

I thought about that and said, "Yeah, she would 
probably go for the pool, I don't think she would be 
that excited about a bunch of us sitting around naked 
after our Saturday orgy."

Nathan laughed and said, "Sometimes I wonder. Your 
mother is a lot more open minded than you might think."

I know that mom is something of a free spirit, but 
somehow I didn't think she would get a kick out of me 
and Rachel eating each other out, or me and Nathan 
either.

I decided to let Nathan worry about that little detail.

Our life was pretty unusual, for a group of young women 
our age. Still, you get into a kind of rut after a 
while. Despite the distractions of Wednesday's study 
halls and the Saturday parties, the biggest part of our 
lives were home and school and friends. 

My mother and Nathan went out an average of twice a 
week and my mom was as excited as a school girl. She 
loved her new job, and she adored Nathan. One day 
though, after she got home from a date, she seemed, I 
don't know, not upset, but something was bothering her.

I was still up and we talked for a while and out of the 
blue she looked at me funny for a moment and then 
asked, "Am I too late for that mother-daughter talk?"

That took me by surprise! It was completely out of the 
blue. I smiled and asked, "Do you want the truth, or do 
you want to be reassured?"

She smiled and said, "You have grown up right in front 
of me and I missed it. Do you have any question? Or is 
there anything that you want to talk about?"

I was uncomfortable talking about this with her and I 
just shook my head and said with a brash smile, "I'm 
good, do you have any questions?"

"What about birth control, are you safe?" she asked, 
and I realized that she was just as embarrassed as I 
was.

I suddenly realized that there was something that she 
wanted to talk about, something that was bothering her, 
and she had no one to talk about it with.

"What's wrong mom?" I asked. 

She smiled wryly and said, "Honey, you are way too 
young for that talk. I honestly wish I could tell you, 
but you are much too young to understand."

I could see that something was really troubling her, 
and as uncomfortable as I was discussing this subject 
with her, I thought that maybe it would be good for 
both of us, if I could figure out how to do it without 
turning her hair white, or getting Nathan in trouble.

"Mom, I don't want to worry you, but I am older than I 
look, or older than you think I am. Maybe I can help."

She looked at me and said, "I am not sure what that 
means, but I don't think that I like the sound of it."

"Well, I could tell you what it means, but I am just as 
uncomfortable talking about this as you are." I paused 
for a moment and then I said, "I am probably going to 
regret this, but, I have recently had a lot of 
experience in that area. Enough experience that I think 
I can safely say that nothing you could tell me would 
shock me, and I doubt if it would be anything I haven't 
tried. Unlike you, I have people I can talk to. Do you 
want to try this, or are you too embarrassed?"

Mom got up and opened a bottle of wine. She poured 
herself a glass, then looked at me and offered me a 
glass. I smiled and said, "No, thanks. You will be 
happy to learn that, whatever else I have done; I don't 
drink, smoke, or use drugs."

She smiled and said, "Well, that's something I guess."

She sipped her wine for a minute. She was staring at 
nothing for that time, either trying to decide whether 
or not to talk with me about what was bothering her, or 
trying to figure out how to say it.

After a few minutes she finally said, "I love you 
Megan, I hope this doesn't make you hate me. You know 
how I feel about Nathan. We have been talking about 
marriage. Lately though, I have been doing things. 
Well, we have been doing things. These are things that 
are totally out of character for me. Much to my 
surprise I have enjoyed them. I have enjoyed them a 
lot! It's just that I don't know if that is who I am, 
or who I want to be. They are things that if my 
daughter were to find out I think that she would surely 
think less of me, and that bothers me."

I reached across the table and held her hand and said, 
"Mom, we could swap tales, but I don't want to turn 
your hair white. Since the conversation started out 
about sex, I assume that you are telling me that you 
have done sexual things that are bothering you. So the 
question is, why do they bother you, did you not enjoy 
them, or are you afraid of what others, mainly me, will 
think?"

She smiled that wry smile again and said, "Oh dear, I 
certainly enjoyed them!" Then what I had said seemed to 
suddenly sink in and she looked at me, as if trying to 
understand me better.

"We do need to talk, don't we?" she said. "You are the 
person I love most in this world, and I know so little 
about you."

"That's because I am at that awkward age, an age when I 
am doing those things that you don't want to know 
anything about, and apparently you are too. We can go 
either way right here, it is up to you."

She looked at me. I could tell that she was still 
seeing her little girl. "But you're just a baby, you're 
only fourteen!" she said. 

I smiled and said, "Fourteen is older than it used to 
be. I have been exposed to some things that neither of 
us even dreamed about up in the hills of Vermont. 
Something is bothering you. If you want to we can talk 
about it. I won't judge you, or be shocked or offended. 
As for the things that I have done, and am doing, I 
love them. I am comfortable with them. I'm not sure 
that you could handle hearing about them though."

"Now I am worried about you," she said. 

I smiled and said, "Yes, I knew you would be. But do 
you feel better about yourself yet, or do you want to 
talk? The things that I have done have not traumatized 
me. In fact, I love them. You, on the other hand, seem 
to be having a problem."

Mom smiled and said, "Not so much a problem with what I 
have done, as worrying about what you would think of 
me."

"Do you want to clear the air?" I asked.

"Do you?" she asked.

"I don't know," I said. "I don't like lying to you or 
keeping things from you. I know that if I tell you what 
is going on in my life you will find it disturbing. 
Because you are a mother and mothers want their little 
girls to wear white to the wedding, and mean it. I tell 
you what, I will start out. I will talk slow, when it 
gets to be too much, stop me. But you have to swear to 
me that you will not interfere if I tell you what is 
going on in my life. You could get a lot of people in 
trouble, people that I don't want to get in trouble. 
You could hurt a lot of people."

I started telling my mother about the things that had 
happened since we moved here. I told her about the 
girls next door. I told her about The Lottery and the 
changes I had brought about in it. I didn't mention 
Nathan. I also told her about study hall. I saved study 
hall for last, because I didn't want the school getting 
in trouble if mom freaked out. I was watching her 
closely as I told her everything and much to my 
surprise, after the initial shock, she actually seemed 
to be getting excited by my story!

I left out a lot of the details. I just skimmed over 
the all of the pussies I had eaten and the cocks I had 
fucked and sucked. I did mention that, among those 
involved, I had begun to acquire quite a reputation, a 
bad reputation, but in a good way. 

She stared at me in awe for a few moments and then she 
laughed. I was afraid for a second that she was getting 
hysterical. She sat back and groaned and said, "Damn 
girl! I was afraid that you would look down on me 
because I have had a couple of threesomes with Nathan 
and some of his friends."

"What!" I exclaimed. "That's all that you were upset 
about?! You were afraid I would be upset that you had a 
threesome!"

She looked embarrassed. Not embarrassed that she had 
been in a few threesomes now, but embarrassed that she 
was worried about it.

We were quiet for a few minutes, and then she got up 
and poured herself another glass of wine and came back 
and sat down. "Tell me more about this lottery thing 
you are in."

I asked, "Why, because you find it interesting, or 
because it bothers you?"

"In a perfect world I would be ranting and raving and 
demanding that you join a nunnery," she said, calmly. 
"However, I found the entire concept so utterly erotic. 
I would like to know more. I would prefer that you were 
still my virginal little girl, of course, but those 
things don't grow back. Once you have crossed that line 
it is silly to expect you to cross back. I am curious 
about the things that you have done, and what it was 
like. I want to know how you feel about it. How you 
feel about it is the most important part."

I went into more detail about the things I had done. It 
was still embarrassing, talking about these things to 
my mother. It was also a relief. I didn't have to lie 
anymore. I didn't have to be afraid of her finding out. 
She was taking it very well. 

She was especially interested in those hot afternoons 
and long nights with my girlfriends. She didn't 
actually say it, but I had the impression that the idea 
of making love to another woman was something that she 
had thought about before.

I had told her how much I like sex, all kinds of sex. 
She had listened intently and asked, "Is there anything 
you don't like?"

"There are things that I haven't tried," I said. "But I 
am willing. I haven't tried bondage, but the concept 
excites me. I am not interested in pain, but I would 
try it if my partner was someone that I trusted. 
Actually, there isn't much that I wouldn't try, with 
the right person. What about you?"

Mom smiled and said, "I can't believe that I am having 
this conversation with you! Yes dear, I have some 
pretty kinky fantasies. I did not go kicking and 
screaming into those threesomes, I was extremely 
willing, anxious even. And those little bouts of 
exhibitionism, I loved them!"

"Whoa, mom," I interrupted. "You didn't mention that."

She smiled and blushed and said, "Oops, I guess that 
slipped my mind. Nathan likes to show me off, sometimes 
to his friends, sometimes to strangers. I had to be 
coaxed, I was very reluctant, because it is something 
that has always excited me and I was afraid that I 
would get carried away."

"Well, mom," I said, reluctantly. "There is one more 
thing that we have not discussed. I was not going to 
bring it up. It is the one thing left unsaid between us 
and I suppose that you have a right to know. If you 
take this the right way it could turn out to be very 
good for you, for both of us. I am starting to think 
you might be able to handle it."

She grinned and said, "Why do I keep feeling like you 
are the adult and I am the child?"

I took both my mother's hands in mine and said, "Don't 
go with your first reaction on this. What I am going to 
say would throw most women into a fit. But if you think 
about it, this could work very well for us."

I paused and she was watching me. I could see that she 
was just as nervous as I was. 

"Mom, I told you about the special guy at the parties 
on Saturday, the man that took my virginity and that is 
waiting for me every Saturday, and looking out for me, 
the man who changed the program to get the girls on 
birth control, and was so careful to screen out girls 
that couldn't handle it. Well, don't freak out, but 
that man is Nathan."

I was watching closely and I saw the emotions flit 
across her face for what seemed like a very long time. 
Then she said something that astounded me. "You fucked 
Nathan before I did?!"

My mother, if she was really upset, might say damn. I 
wasn't even sure that she knew the word fuck!

I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing at her 
reaction. She stared at me for a minute, and then she 
couldn't help it, she laughed with me. We laughed 
together for several minutes at first at her reaction. 
But then I think we were both relieved. I was relieved 
because she didn't seem to be upset. She was relieved 
because she had thought that I was going to tell her 
something awful.

"You aren't mad at him?" I asked. "I know this is 
weird. But I do love him. He is sweet and kind and I am 
so glad that you have fallen in love with him. I was 
afraid to tell you, but I hate lying to you. Besides, I 
have a great idea to get even with him."

Mom smiled and said, "I'm not mad. I don't suppose I 
can listen to you telling me about The Lottery and 
those parties and get excited, even excited for you, 
and then get mad at him for going. You are right, he is 
sweet, and I love him so much. I don't know that I have 
anything to get even with him for."

"Listen anyway, I have an idea. After your next date, 
invite him in. Invite him to spend the night. After you 
go to bed I will sneak in and join you. He will turn 
white!"

"Oh, honey!" mom said. "That's cruel. I love it! Except 
for one thing, I don't know if I could have sex with 
you in the room."

I smiled and said, "I think that you can mom. It turns 
out that I am a carrier. I make people enjoy sex and 
feel good about it. I know that I could make you feel 
good about it too."

Mom looked nervous again. She gulped down the rest of 
her wine and sat there with the strangest look on her 
face.

"I know what you're thinking, mom. You are afraid. That 
age old taboo is running through your mind. It didn't 
bother Rachel and Kylie. In fact, they are closer than 
any two sisters that I know."

"Damn!" mom exclaimed. "You can read minds! I don't 
know honey. I think you will agree now that I have a 
very open mind. But that is something that has been so 
deeply ingrained…"

Before she could go any further, I stood up and took a 
step and leaned down and kissed her. It was not a 
mother-daughter kiss. I kissed her like a lover. I 
didn't hold back. I didn't hesitate. I put my lips to 
hers and I kissed her passionately. When I pulled her 
to her feet and led her to her bedroom she didn't 
resist.

She was nervous, but she didn't say a word when I 
undressed her. I had not seen her naked, ever, as far 
as I can remember. I was really impressed and I told 
her so. She had a beautiful, sexy body. Her breasts 
were small, like mine, and didn't sag at all. It was 
fairly light in the room, but I couldn't see any sign 
of stretch marks. She really looked hot.

I pushed her onto her bed and I undressed quickly and 
then I joined her. It took a few minutes for her to 
relax but soon she was a willing lover, and I was the 
dominant partner that night. I led the way, but she 
followed eagerly once the ice was broken. It was an 
amazing night and we did it all. 

Everything we did was a first for her. She had 
fantasies about making love to a woman. She had never 
had, or had never taken, the opportunity. It worked in 
my favor that she had not had sex with Nathan on their 
date this evening. She was pretty horny. She loved it 
all too. It was fun to watch her when she tasted my 
pussy for the first time. 

She was nervous and self conscious, but she was eager 
too. Soon she was bringing me to orgasm after orgasm 
and before I lost all of my strength I turned around 
and we got into a sixty-nine. I had already eaten her 
to several nice orgasms. Now we pleasured each other 
until I couldn't stand it any longer and had to pull 
away.

I turned back around and took her in my arms and licked 
her face clean of my juices. When I had finished she 
did the same to me. Then we just held each other and I 
watched her for any signs of regret. 

Her eyes were closed and she was breathing hard still. 
Soon she opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled. 
"I know what you are thinking, what you are looking 
for," she said quietly. "Don't worry, it isn't there. 
I'm alright. I am, in fact, very happy, very satisfied. 
Thank you very much."

I kissed her again and then I smiled and said, "Can you 
imagine how we can freak Nathan out? Oh god, I can't 
wait!"

She laughed quietly and said, "I never realized what an 
evil child you were!"

I chuckled and said, "No mom, not evil, imaginative, 
creative even!"

We talked quietly for a while. She wanted to know more 
about my life, especially those parties, and now I felt 
more comfortable talking about them. By the time we 
finally went to sleep she knew pretty much everything 
about my sex life. I am pretty sure that she is the 
only mother in town that you could say that about!

It was almost two in the morning when I started to get 
up and go to my room. But she said, "No, stay here, 
sleep with me tonight. I miss having someone to sleep 
with."

So we cuddled together and fell asleep in each other's 
arms. We didn't wake up until a little after eight the 
next morning when Rachel was ringing my door bell to 
take me to the party. 

I raced to the door in the nude and invited her and 
Becky in. I told them that I had overslept and I had to 
take a quick shower. I sent them to my room to pick out 
something for me to wear, but by the time I got dressed 
it was too late, we had missed the bus.

Mom freaked them out when she said, "That's alright 
baby. I can run you over there."

My two girlfriends looked at me, not knowing what the 
hell was going on. Mom took her robe off and put on a 
pair of shorts and a top and we piled into the car. I 
had to give her directions to the warehouse where the 
parties were held. She pulled up out front and kissed 
me and said, "Have a nice day at the library dear." 
Then she drove home.

I had to wait until the sidewalk was clear. I had to 
swear my two friends to secrecy. I promised that I 
would explain later, but that until then we couldn't 
speak of it, to anyone, but especially not to Nathan.

We finally went inside and we were the last to arrive 
today. We hurriedly signed in and undressed and went 
into the main room. Nathan was waiting for me, with LJ, 
who seemed to have a relationship with Rachel that was 
similar to mine with Nathan. Well, except that LJ 
wasn't fucking her mom.

I apologized for being late. I told him that I had 
overslept, and that it was his fault. He didn't 
understand how it was his fault. So I had to tell him 
that I had been up late talking to my mother last 
night, mostly about him.

That piqued his curiosity, but I just said that mom was 
in love and needed a girlfriend to talk to. He bought 
it.

We didn't talk for long. Since last week had been so 
weird, with no fucking, all five of us were anxious to 
get to it. Yup, even Becky.

We went to our cubicles while Becky went trolling. As 
Nathan was undressing I asked him how many girls had 
been pregnant. He smiled at me and said, "I am 
embarrassed to tell you. Only two, apparently we are 
not a very virile group."

I smiled and said, "I am sure it was not a lack of 
virility that was responsible for the low number. It 
must surely be due more to cycles, because I never once 
noticed a lack of virility."

We got in bed and I did my new trick that he loves so 
much. As I was taking his magnificent cock down my 
throat I was thinking about what my mother and I had 
planned for Nathan and I was having trouble not 
laughing out loud. I managed to control myself and 
after a few minutes he stopped me and pulled me up 
beside him and we kissed and touched for a while before 
he turned me on my back and returned the favor. 

Nathan is one of the best pussy eaters I have come 
across, and in the last few weeks I have met quite a 
few of them. I had two orgasms before I pulled his head 
away and pulled him up over me. "Enough Nathan," I 
moaned, "I want to fuck! I haven't had a cock in two 
weeks and I need you."

He grinned down at me and said, "God I love a slut! I 
meant that in the nicest way of course."

I reached up and tweaked his nipples and said, "Of 
course, my love."

We fucked like crazy for almost half an hour. His 
stamina was truly remarkable. It was funny. I kept 
thinking how happy my mom was going to be, about his 
skill at eating pussy, and with his magnificent cock, 
and with his stamina. He is the perfect man!

I needed a rest when we were finished. I bent down and 
cleaned him up. Licking and sucking him thoroughly. 
Then I used a warm damp cloth to finish up. When I was 
done I kissed him and we said goodbye until later. Then 
I stepped out into the main room. All the girls were 
busy now, but that left more than a dozen men waiting 
for someone to finish up. 

Because of my reputation, which I was quite proud of by 
the way, I was very popular. I was immediately snapped 
up by an older man who recognized me from the talk 
going around. 

"I have been looking forward to meeting you, 
sweetheart," he said. "Everyone says that you are 
pretty special."

I smiled at him and said, "Don't believe everything you 
hear, kind sir. That reputation is only based on the 
fact that I was, perhaps, a little more eager than some 
of the other girls when these parties first started. 
That just speaks to my low morals. Other than that, I 
am nothing special. Well, I have gotten pretty good at 
giving head. But I am sure that I am not the only one 
that does that."

He put his arm around me and said, "You are too modest. 
Do you mind if I invite someone to join us?"

"The more the merrier," I responded. I meant it.

The gentleman I was with was about fifty, give or take 
a few years. He was in pretty good shape though, most 
of the men here were. The man who he beckoned to stood 
up and came over to join us. He was a couple of years 
younger than the man I had been talking to, but I could 
see that they were related. 

He introduced himself, and then his younger brother to 
me, and we went to his cubicle, arm in arm.

I sat on the bed and watched them undress. I find that 
I really enjoy looking at naked men. Some of the girls 
don't, but I do. I love to be able to look at their 
cocks and their balls and their cute butts. I think 
naked men are sexy.

The two men didn't talk. They just undressed quietly. 
The older man pulled me to my feet and took me in his 
arms and we kissed passionately while he moved his 
hands all over me. It felt great, and I could feel his 
cock getting hard against my stomach. I reached between 
us and caressed it and he groaned into my mouth as we 
kissed.

His brother came up behind me and kissed my back and 
caressed my ass and then he reached between us to play 
with my breasts. I was more than ready when he finally 
stepped back and sat down at the head of the bed. 

The older brother then guided me to kneel between his 
brother's legs and as I began to worship his younger 
brother's sexy cock and balls, I felt him behind me, 
toying with my pussy, as if I needed more foreplay. It 
felt good though, so I enjoyed it while I started 
taking the younger brother's average sized cock into my 
mouth and throat. It was really getting easy now, 
especially on guys with seven inch cocks. They just 
slid right down my throat with no problem.

Before long the older brother was kneeling behind me 
and I had a cock at either end. This was something I 
really liked. It could be hard to concentrate, 
especially if the cock that I was sucking was 
particularly large, but when they were both average 
sized cocks, this was really exciting. There was one 
thing that I had heard about, that I was anxious to 
try, three at once. These two guys would be perfect for 
that, with one more man to round out the foursome.

The brother in my mouth had gotten a head start and he 
came first. After I swallowed his cum, I held his cock 
in my mouth and concentrated on the one in my pussy. I 
didn't quite cum before he did, but after he came he 
stayed buried in me and reached around and played with 
my clit until I did. I thought that was very 
considerate.

When he finally pulled out I turned around and sucked 
him clean and then while we were sitting together I 
suggested that maybe next time they could bring a 
friend and we could try a foursome. They said that they 
would be happy to.

Then I dampened a cloth and cleaned us up. I kissed 
them goodbye and headed back out. This time I got to 
rest a few minutes. There was someone waiting for me, 
but I asked him if he minded if I went to the bathroom 
and got a drink first and he said sure, he wasn't in a 
hurry. 

He escorted me to the lady's room and when I got back 
out we walked by the refreshment table and then found a 
seat. I sat in his lap and as I sipped on my bottle of 
water he ran his hands all over me, but gently, just 
exploring. It felt good.

While we were talking Becky came by and put her arms 
around my neck and said hello to the man I was sitting 
on. They had been together earlier and Becky said, 
"Good choice Tom. This is the hottest girl in here."

He smiled at her and said, "Yes, and how would you know 
that little girl?"

Becky laughed and said, "Because, I have had her. She 
taught me everything I know."

Tom looked up and then he pulled Becky onto the couch 
beside us and then said to me, "Why don't you show me?"

I looked around and asked, "Right here?"

He smiled and nodded. 

I looked at Becky and she didn't look like she minded. 
I certainly didn't. I love an audience. So I slid off 
of Tom's lap and sat beside Becky and soon we were 
making out. Tom took the towel that I had been carrying 
and spread it out on the plush carpet and, seeing that, 
Becky and I stretched out and did it right. We made out 
like we meant it, because we did. 

We both had several orgasms before we collapsed onto 
the towel and caught our breath. We looked around and 
found that we had drawn a big crowd, of men and girls. 
When our show ended there was an enthusiastic round of 
applause, and a rush for the cubicles. We had 
apparently been responsible for a large number of 
erections, including Tom's. 

I headed off with Tom to his cubicle, while two other 
men escorted Becky to another cubicle.

By the end of the day I was disappointed. I had not 
been able to beat Becky's record of fourteen men. I was 
certainly sated though.

As usual, we three girls sat around with Nathan and LJ 
and relaxed and talked quietly for a while. Terrell 
finally came back and instead of kicking us out he sat 
down and joined us for a while. 

Everyone agreed that the changes in the rules had taken 
a lot of stress out of our parties. They were a lot 
more fun now. We talked for quite a while before Nathan 
looked at his watch and said, "I have to get dressed 
and get out of here. Megan, would you come with me for 
a minute?"

I followed him to his cubicle and as he dressed he 
asked me how my mother was doing. We had discussed this 
earlier, but I got the impression that he was still 
worried that he was going too fast with her. I tried to 
ease his mind, without letting him know how much I 
knew, or how much she knew. I told him that she adored 
him and was having the time of her life. 

He then asked how I felt about moving. That kind of 
took the wind out of my sails. In fact, I felt like he 
had hit me in the stomach. He saw the look in my face 
and he knew what I was feeling.

He pulled me up and held me tight and said, "Not far, 
you won't be leaving your friends, or your school, or 
the parties. Remember, last week, we talked about 
putting a pool in your yard? Well, I got to thinking. 
Let me suggest an alternative. I would like to build a 
new house, something a little bigger than where you 
live now. Somewhere with a more private back yard on a 
ten acre lot about four blocks from where you live 
now?"

"That sounds nice," I admitted, much relieved now. "How 
is that marriage thing going?"

He looked nervous, he said, "I am going to ask her at 
dinner tomorrow."

I kissed him and said, "She is going to say yes. She 
loves you."

He looked skeptical. "Don't say anything," he asked. "I 
want it to be a surprise."

"Yes daddy," I said, teasing him. 

He laughed and said, "I hope so."

We saw the others leaving and I kissed Nathan goodbye 
and rushed to catch up. We got dressed and as we were 
leaving I kissed Terrell goodbye too. He patted my ass 
and we walked slowly to the bus stop. We were almost an 
hour later than usual. I wasn't worried though. Not 
anymore.

As we walked I told my friends all about last night and 
the conversation that I had with my mother. I saved the 
big bombshell for last, about having sex with her. 
Although that did astound them, for them the big news, 
the most astonishing thing, was that I had told her 
about the parties, and the study halls, and she was 
okay with it.

I also told them about what Nathan said, about 
proposing tomorrow, and about the new house with the 
big pool and the private back yard. 

I had brought them up to date by the time the bus came. 
Then we rode in silence until we got to our stop. 

As we were walking down our street toward our houses 
Rachel said, "Oh, I almost forgot! Kylie got a phone 
call. She was invited to a reunion party that the guys 
are going to have. She is so excited. She has really 
missed those parties.

When we got to Rachel's house we found out that my 
mother and Rachel's parents had gone out for dinner and 
drinks. Kylie was home and Becky called her parents and 
got permission to stay over and have pizza with us. We 
ordered out and then I had to tell my story all over 
again for Kylie. She thought that was all well and 
good, but she was more excited about the reunion than 
anything else. 

The three of us were pretty worn out, so all we did was 
talk for a couple of hours. Becky went home around 
seven, I stayed around until nine and then I went home 
and went to bed.

My mother came in around eleven and kissed me good 
night and went to bed. We had a late breakfast together 
the next morning and she wanted to know everything that 
happened at the party yesterday. It was still kind of 
weird, telling those kinds of things to my mother, but 
by the time I was done it was more like I was talking 
to Rachel. We were like best friends. 

I wanted to tell her about Nathan. About the proposal 
and the new house he was planning. But I had promised 
that I wouldn't. It was hard though. 

Mom had cleaned house yesterday while I was at the 
party, I did laundry today, and a little bit of 
homework, but mostly we just spent a quiet day 
together. 

I noticed that we were much more affectionate than we 
used to be. When we were close we would touch, hug, 
kiss, and smile at each other. Not like lovers. Like a 
mother and daughter that loved each other. I think that 
was comforting to both of us.

Later, I sat on mom's bed and watched her getting ready 
for her date with Nathan. We made plans for later, 
after they got home. Nathan was going to get the 
surprise of his life tonight. What mom didn't know was 
that she was too.

I helped mom pick out the perfect panties for the 
evening. I tried to talk her into going commando, but 
she said that she couldn't because whenever she was 
with Nathan she got too excited. She didn't want to 
stain her dress.

I was kind of jealous. It occurred to me that I had 
still not had a boyfriend. Nathan was the closest I had 
come to falling for a man. And that was a different 
kind of love. Of course I was still only fourteen. Most 
girls my age weren't even allowed to date, much less 
attend orgies.

I went out on the porch and waved goodbye when they 
left for their date. Then I waited around nervously for 
hours to hear what happened. I had already done what 
little homework I had, so I pulled out the book I was 
reading and tried to concentrate. I read the same 
sentence a dozen times and finally gave up. 

I put the book down and surfed through the channels on 
TV. Nothing caught my eye. Finally I went out on the 
front porch and sat in the dark and waited, very 
impatiently.

I saw Nathan's Mercedes driving slowly down the street 
at a little after nine. I wanted to run out and see 
what my mother had said when he proposed, but instead I 
hid in the dark and tried to decide from the way they 
acted. It turned out to be an easy call.

As soon as he came around and opened her door they 
hugged and kissed and I knew they were engaged. I must 
have been nearly as excited as they were. I was dying 
to run to them and hug them and share the excitement. I 
knew I had to be patient though. I sat there quietly, 
waiting for them to come in. 

They held hands and walked up the sidewalk and onto the 
porch and they finally saw me. Mom stretched out her 
arms and I ran to her and we hugged and she was so 
happy I wanted to cry. 

We went inside and mom told me all about their dinner 
and Nathan's proposal. She showed me the huge rock on 
her finger. Then she winked at me and sent me to bed. 

I kissed her and Nathan and then I went to my room and 
undressed and lay down on my bed and waited. It seemed 
like forever, but it was only twenty minutes before 
they went down the hall to her room. I snuck out of my 
room and stood listening at their door until I could 
tell that they were undressed and had started to make 
out.

I opened the door quietly and walked softly to the bed 
and stretched out beside them. Nathan almost had a 
heart attack! First he was startled when he felt me on 
the bed beside him, then he was terrified that I was 
going to screw it up between him and my mother. By the 
time he finally realized that she knew everything and 
wasn't mad, and that she was in on my little prank, we 
were all over him.

That night we had one of the most exciting, most loving 
threesomes that you could ever imagine. We kissed and 
touched and loved in every possible combination. No one 
felt nervous, or jealous or upset and it was fantastic. 
You should have seen my mom's eyes get wide when I took 
Nathan's big cock down my throat!

When the sex was over I kissed them both goodnight and 
I left them to be alone together. Besides, it wasn't 
that many more hours until I had to get up for school.

We got together for a quick breakfast in the morning. 
It occurred to me that Nathan was my mother's 
supervisor. I asked how that would impact her career 
plans. It turned out that Nathan was not, as she had 
been told, the district manager. He actually owned the 
company, so he didn't foresee a problem with the boss. 
He had tried to talk mom into quitting, but she loved 
her job, so they agreed to work together just the way 
that they were now.

Things progressed pretty rapidly after that, but there 
were not a lot of changes. It took almost a year for 
Nathan to get the new house built. It was more like a 
mansion than a house. My room was actually a suite. I 
had my own bathroom and it was as big as my old bedroom 
had been.

We didn't have to take the bus to the parties any 
longer. We always rode with Nathan. Then, when they 
were over, a bunch of us would gather at our house and 
sit around the pool, naked, and tell mom all about it. 
LJ was usually there and Terrell came pretty often. I 
insisted that Terrell bring his grandfather from time 
to time.

I had a few dates in my freshman year but I never 
really had a boyfriend. Not until I was a sophomore. I 
have been dating, and I guess I am falling in love 
with, Larry Kent. He is pretty special. He has been to 
more than a few parties in my back yard. He has not 
told anyone, so I trust him. He doesn't seem to be 
intimidated in the least by Nathan's big cock. Or to 
care one way or another that my step-father is black. 

He knows about The Lottery too, and doesn't complain 
when I go to the occasional reunion. I think that he is 
a bit upset that he can't go though.

Nathan still goes to The Lottery. Mom has never said a 
word about it. We listen eagerly when he comes home 
Saturday afternoons and he tells us everything that 
happened. He has gotten Terrell to replace him on the 
board and he isn't going anymore after this year. Mom 
and I have both told him that it is alright but he says 
that his conscience is bothering him too much. Besides, 
he says that it just isn't the same now that he has the 
two sexiest women in town at his house. Isn't he sweet?

THE END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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