My friends and I thew a massive party filled with booze and drugs. The perfect storm for debauchery to happen… especially with such young guests.
It had been the product of a year’s worth of planning. The party of all parties! Connections and deals were made over the course of the year. Every day had been spent gathering resources, making “friends” and scoping out potential allies and assets. By the end, me and my friends had rented out the largest mansion in the city, decked it out until it was filled with lights and audio systems, and stocked full of all booze and drugs we could get our hands on. And so, once the college semester had come to an end and summer break had officially begun, me and my buddies began making calls, inviting everyone we knew. Everyone from students we had met on campus to professors, to old high school teachers, to high schoolers we “accidentally” bumped into, and even younger. It was after a day’s worth of phone calls that me and my friends considered our mission a guaranteed success.
And a success it was!
Walking through the hallways of the massive mansion, I looked around in total joy at the sight before me. Music flowed throughout the house with hypnotic beats. A haze flowed through the air smelling of weed and mixtures of drugs. Lights flowed across the rooms in slow flashing colors. All around me, the perfect storm of debauchery was taking place. Once the booze had started flowing, the awkwardness of the party had disappeared… and once the pills were popping, all self-restraint was gone.
Walking along the soft grass of the yard, I watched in amusement as an orgy took place. Men were playfully chasing young teens through the yard, occasionally pouncing on them before fucking them like rabbits, boys groped women in the pool before forcing them to sit on their cocks, and girls were seen being pulled aside into bushes where cries of pleasure or screams of horror took place.
I’m pretty sure I saw my neighbor get dragged into a bush by a couple of her sons and based on the screams she was uttering, the boys were having a lot of fun.
Entering the house, scenes like in the yard were taking place everywhere, but my focus was on one particular group. Walking forward, I made my way over to a particular couple I had my eyes on long before the party had even started. A boy and girl, the two of them looking no older than 14 that were sitting on a nearby couch.
The boy was dressed rather plainly, wearing a simple tee and jeans, and was looking about the living room awkwardly in clear discomfort. But even dressed plane, he was quite the looker, obviously, a late bloomer in terms of puberty as his skin still looked so soft and smooth. He definitely had that good boy vibe about him. This was probably the craziest thing he’d ever done and the last if he had anything to say about it. But whether it would be the case depended on his little cute little girlfriend beside him.
Contrary to the boy, the girl was dressed perfectly for the occasion top to bottom. The streak of red in her hair was a perfect touch too and was certainly new as I didn’t see it when I last saw the two. Also unlike her boyfriend, the girl was completely into the atmosphere, dancing in her seat to the sound of the music as she happily chatted away with an older woman next to her.
I had accidentally bumped into the couple during a stop by a nearby gas station. The boy, obviously pushed into it by his girlfriend, had asked if I might buy them some beer, claiming to actually be older but… ‘insert underage teen stereotype here’. I obviously didn’t buy them any, deciding to instead invite them to the best party ever, where they’d get all the booze they could want. I only had to talk to them for a couple of minutes before I decided to invite them. They were just so cute together. A perfect dynamic of a blossoming rebel girl who didn’t know what she was getting into and an innocent shy boy that I so wanted to take advantage of and corrupt.
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Walking forward, I made a beeline straight to the cute couple and easily squeezed myself between the two before wrapping an arm over their shoulders with beers in hand. The boy next to me was even more uncomfortable with the contact and the separation from his girlfriend, but with the submissive little attitude he had, he didn’t say a single word. The girl on the other hand appeared to lean into the touch, letting out a surprised, but happy, laugh as I sat between them.
“Hey guys, I hope you’re enjoying the party. I know you were looking for fun and booze, so here you go.” I told them with my most trustworthy grin.
With a sound of glee, the girl quickly grabbed the bottle from my hand and eagerly brought it to her lips. I couldn’t help but let out a laugh as I watched her eyes go wide at the taste. Clearly, she wasn’t a fan of beer, but I knew just the buttons to press to have her finish it.
“Hey, I get it, if you don’t like beer it’s okay. I think I might have a juice pack in the fridge if it’s too much for you.” I said, with just enough prod to challenge her inner rebel.
To top it off, the older woman next to her let out a small snicker as she gave a hefty chug of her own drink and left.
“I didn’t say I didn’t like it! I love it!” The girl said stubbornly, before quickly chugging down her drink, fighting back whatever urge she had to gag.
Slamming the bottle down, she looked at me with a determined look. “In fact, I’d like to have another!”
“That you can,” I said back happily before glancing at the boy beside me. “But that depends. Can your little boyfriend handle it?”
All of us were now staring down at the kid as he uncomfortably stared at the bottle I wiggled in my hand. I knew I couldn’t get him to drink it, but with his girlfriend added to the mix… Hesitantly the boy grabbed the drink and began to take some swigs of it. Clearly, he didn’t like the taste either, but like the pushover he was, he continued to get through it.
I couldn’t help but let out another wolfish grin. If the bottles had been clear, they probably would’ve seen the pink pills dissolving in their drinks and if they had any experience drinking to begin with, they might have noticed something didn’t taste right. But they were young and oh so very innocent. It would be up to me to fix that and show them all there was to know about being an adult.
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As the night went on and more liquor was poured, I enjoyed my time watching the two teens descend deeper into the drugs I gave them. It seemed like after the 3rd bottle the boy was opening up and together we chatted about anything and everything. I let my hands wander up and down their bodies, every so often nudging them closer to my side as I pushed them more and more with my increasingly inappropriate touches.
By now, the two were audibly moaning as I groped both their privates, my hands shoved under their clothes as I rubbed the boy’s small cock and teasingly fingered the girl. Alternating between them, I claimed their lips with my own, exploring their young mouths with my own. It was such an intoxicating experience!
The drugs and drinks I gave them would increase their sensitivity tenfold along with reducing their grasp on reality and their resistance.
Suddenly the boy beside me begin to shake and moan like a harlot as his little cock started to spurt his cream all over my hands. His breath was heavy and his cheeks were flushed, but I could see it in his eyes. He wanted more. Pulling my hand out from his pants, I lifted it up to his face and watched as he obediently licked my hand clean of his own cum.
They were ready.
“Come with me.” I told them.
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Walking down the halls, the two kids clung to me desperately with shaky legs, uncaring or unperceptive to the orgy all around them. In the rooms along the hallways, all sorts of deviancy was taking place. In one room, a teen girl sat with her legs spread as an older woman crawled between them to lick her pussy. In another room, a couple of my friends were gathered around a little boy and his mother as they all took turns fucking the, them. The mother and boy looked frightened, but the effects of drugs were clear as they moaned like whores. The mother was currently thrown in a pile of flesh as cocks prodded all her wholes and her hands jerked off those standing to the side. The boy meanwhile was laid across a table as he got spit-roasted by two older men. Lastly, to the side at another door, I saw what looked to be a pregnant woman, her body being tossed around as a bunch of high schoolers took turns fucking her in the ass and mouth.
It was all so perfect. My den of sin.
Moving onwards, we soon arrived at my destination, the master bedroom. Shutting and locking the door behind us, I carefully led the two teens towards it, gently picking them up and laying them on the bed. Once the two were placed, I quickly began to strip naked, commanding them to do the same. With every second the drugs were going to be making them more sensitive, so it was best to get them naked before they were overwhlemed.
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Shrieks and moans of pleasure filled the room. Sweat poured down my body as I continued to thrust with all my might, impaling the young girl beneath me with my large cock. Her pussy was absolutely red and puffy from the treatment it had earlier experienced, and her ass wasn’t faring any better as I mercilessly pounded my cock deep into her tight little hole.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming.” I grunted out, before releasing a mighty load into her ass. Feeling herself getting filled, the girl began to moan and shake as her eyes rolled back.
Slipping out, I took a step away to look at my work. The girl was passed out, leaking from all her holes and covered in cum. Red handprints were left all over her body and residue from cocaine could be seen on the crest of her nose. I had really gone all out on her.
Meanwhile, the boy was laying on the other side of the bed, moaning gently. He had since been dressed up in a babydoll with knee-high black socks and had a light brush of makeup applied to pretty up his face. Like his sister, a good deal of his body had been covered in cum, but unlike her, the boy was laid on his back with his but propped up into the air. Shoved into his ass was a bottle of beer that had an extra-strong dose of my pink pills added to it. The bottle had long since emptied its contents into his ass and by now I was sure it had been absorbed.
It probably wasn’t healthy, buy I wanted to see the boy break with pleasure.
Crawling over, I pulled the glass bottle out of his ass and received and loud guttural moan as the boy’s eyes rolled back and hips bucked. His little balls could be seen tensing up and his cock was twitching hard, but he had long ran out of cum to give. This was absolutely perfect.
Lining my 8inch correction up with his boy pussy, I mercilessly rammed it in and began pounding away. His screams of pleasurable pain echoed in the room and stirred me forward to continue my assault.
It was only 4 am, so that meant there were still 4 hours… and 6 days left for the party.
I was only just beginning and I planned on keeping these little nymphs long after the party was set to end.
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