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     	 STORY TITLE	  : "The Monkey's Paw"				  
     	 BBS FILE TITLE	  : AMANDA03.ZIP				  
     	 CATEGORY/GENRE	  : Incest					  
     	 LEWDNESS LEVEL	  : Maximum					  
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		The Story Thus Far :  After seducing her father to fuck her on
the kitchen floor, sixteen year-old Amanda convinced her father to invite some
of his poker buddies over for an afternoon of group sex and anal lust. Even
this, however, was not enough to satisfy the itch between little Amanda's legs.
While her father cleaned out Amanda's well used asshole in the shower after
the afternoon Poke-Her party, Amanda told her father about this next exciting
adventure: Taking on an entire barroom of men, in full public view. This is
Part I of the continuing adventures of Amanda, America's Sexiest Slut.


	Three days later, after my asshole had shrunk back to its original
size and my cunt stopped throbbing every time I sat down, I decided that it
was time to go to The Monkey's Paw, a local dive and biker bar. I knew that I
would find the kind of men that I needed there; men that wouldn't be afraid to
give me what I needed, again and again, in every hole I had.
	I had spent the days in between the afternoon poker party and today
mostly between my father's legs, nursing on his cock like a baby with a bottle.
While we watched TV at night, I would sit with my head in Daddy's lap, softly
licking and sucking his cock, drawing his erection out over several hours until
he was shaking with arousal and the desire to fill my hot, wet mouth with his
delicious, creamy cum. For variety, I would lick his asshole before he went to
bed every night.
	Daddy told me that he's been sleeping a lot better these days. Well...
duh!, right?
	Anyway, I told Daddy that tonight was the night. He was free to come
and watch me, and even participate if he wanted. I warned him that it might be
brutal and a little hard to watch, his own daughter taking anyone and everyone
on stretched over a pool table in a dark, dank bar. He looked at me with the
same lust I had grown accustomed to and said low, under his breath, "I wouldn't
miss it for the world, you sexy little slut." I kissed him and went to prepare.
	First, I took a long, hot bath, using some scented oils to make my
skin soft and fragrent. A little glycerin in the bath made my skin baby soft. I
chose what to wear with care, knowing that my first impression had to send a
very specific message: Here was a woman with a hot cunt and ass and mouth,
looking for each to be plugged all night long. Towards that end I chose my
six inch white spike heels. I'd practiced walking around the house wearing
nothing but the shoes, (and I do mean nothing BUT,) watching the way the
shoes made my legs look longer and the way they gave my ass an enticing little
wiggle. Long black seamed stockings, the very same ones that I had worn during
that poker party, a garter belt, no panties (of course!) and the white leather
minidress and I was complete. The dress hugged my ample (36C) clevage, showing
the tops of my creamy sixteen year-old breasts to their best advantage.
	The dress had a zipper with two tabs. The dress could be opened
completely, to offer both my lower holes easily, or left closed to inspire some
mystery. I lowered the zipper from the top so that the sides of my firm little
titties could easily be seen.
	I tied my long blonde hair into a ponytail. I loved the way it bounced
when I was on my knees sucking cock, and men loved to use it as a handle to
guide my sucking mouth. Plus, it made me look that much younger, and yes, just
that much nastier.
	Some perfume between my tits, some behind the knees, a dab on each
wrist and behind each ear and I was ready to go. Just looking at myself in the
full length mirror bolted to my closet door made my clit throb. I gave into
the temptation and fell back on the bed, putting some pillows behind my head
so I could watch myself in the mirror as I furiously frigged myself off, my
own cunt cream adding to the perfume that came from a bottle. Two wracking
climaxes later I was ready to go on the hunt for some cockmeat.
	Coming downstairs, I was surprised to find my father dressed like a
lowlife. He'd dug an old pair of jeans out of a drawer, jeans so old that the
seat was faded to near transparancy. Tucked into the waistband of his jeans
was the oldest, rattiest undershit Daddy owned. He'd slicked his hair back
with some kind of hair goo, and he didn't look like my father at all. He looked
mean and evil and just a bit dangerous. He looked at me walking down the stairs
and I noticed he had a sudden tightening in the crotch of his jeans.
	I stood before him and twirled on my heels for his inspection. Daddy
smiled at me, leaned in and gave me a sloppy kiss on the mouth, running one of
his hands in the side of my leather dress to tease my heavy breast. He tugged
at the nipple and bolts of pure arousal shot straight to my cunt.
	"A quick one, before we go?" he asked.
	"Sorry, Daddy. Tonight you just get to watch. But," I added, "if you're
lucky, maybe I'll let you suck the cum out of my pussy later tonight!" He
grinned at me and lightly slapped my leather clad ass. I giggled, and we left
the house for The Monkey's Paw.

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	The bar was dark and dank and smelled of stale sweat and old smoke. I
entered first. Daddy would wait in the car for about ten minutes, and then
follow me in. At first, we didn't want anyone to know we were together. The
bouncer looked at me for a second, probably thinking to ask me for ID. The
bartender caught my eye, and I smiled and waved as if I knew him, and the
bouncer's decision was made; if the owner caught a man-magnet like me being
turned away, representing perhaps the dozens of drinks that the men would buy
me, the bouncer would be bounced himself.
	I made my way to the bar, making sure to put an extra wiggle in my
walk. I gave the bar a once-over, checking out the action. Perhaps ten people,
some playing pool, others sitting alone at the bar drinking quietly. At a
small table in the back three biker types shared a pitcher of beer and were
leaning over the table, talking to each other. Every so often one of the
bikers would laugh out loud.
	The laugh sounded evil to my ears.
	The laugh sounded wonderful to my cunt.
	I perched my tightly-clad, leather covered-butt on a barstool and made
as much of a show out of crossing my legs as I could. Every eye on the place
was locked onto my long pins. Once my legs were crossed, I relaxed my toes,
letting the heel of my shoe pop off so I could tap it. I knew the effect it
would have; everything about this night was timing and planning and playacting.
	"Help 'ya?" the bartender asked.
	"Sex on the beach," I ordered, drawing the words out. The bartender
appraised me for a long moment, probably thinking along the same lines as the
bouncer had. In the end, my eventual effect on the till overrode any problems
he might have had with my age. I didn't think I looked THAT young.
	"Sure." A moment later he was back with the drink. I moved to open my
purse, but the bartender waved a hand over the bar, palm down. "It's taken
care of. The gentleman at the end of the bar." I looked down to see a thirtyish
man, wearing a blue-button down shirt and glasses, wave at me. I smiled and
nodded at him, thanking him silently for the drink. The ritual completed, the
man stood and walked over to where I was sitting.
	The man sat down next to me and offered his hand. "Joe. They call me
Big Joe." I reached down and tested the heft in his pants. "I can see why,
Joe."
	Joe smiled a long, wide smile and made no move to remove my hand. "Got
a quarter, Joe? I wanna play some music." I'd noticed a jukebox in the corner
when I walked in. He dug in his pants and returned with a handful of change.
He dumped it into my hands, never taking his eyes off me.
	I sauntered over to the jukebox and fed it the money. I selected a few
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