Back in my room, pretending I was still doing a reading assignment for my class, I again locked the door, put on my headphones, and turned on my television and DVD player.
I also took Noelle's flimsy blue panties from under my pillow and breathed in the smell of her crotch again. The delicate smell of her cunt put me immediately back into that bathroom stall, she and I feverishly kissing and masturbating each other.
But as much as I'd enjoyed the newfound excitement of sucking her erect nipples and touching her young pussy, I found myself even more enamored at the sexy kissing we'd done.
At the weirdly romantic nature of it.
I loved having her warm lips on mine, having her twisty little tongue exploring inside my mouth.
Honestly, I think it was more than a typical schoolgirl crush-I think I was almost falling in love with her. Of course, at that age, as a sexually emerging little 7-year-old, who could say?
I mean, wasn't it merely puppy love?
Anyway, I put my hand back in my shorts, my fingertips this time going straight to my clit. I intended to come as many times as I could.
And my little pussy was already soaking wet.
“Okay,” I said to myself softly, hitting 'play.' “I hope I can handle this.”
As the next part of the DVD started, I immediately recognized one of our bigger rooms, an actual suite used for very large parties. It was near the back of our motel. I often helped my mother and father clean back there.
I tensed slightly at what I was about to see, yet slowly started fingering myself. Like I said, my pussy was full of wetness, extra-slippery and literally dripping, as much from pure anticipation as anything else.
On the way back to my room, in fact, I'd taken a bath towel out of the upstairs hamper and was wisely sitting on it. I didn't want to try explaining a huge wet spot on my bedroom carpet if my mother or father suddenly knocked at my door.
My super-sensitive clit, under my fingers, was fully engorged, tingling and ready for anything. But, in truth, I onlythoughtI was ready-it turned out I wasn't remotely prepared for what I suddenly was seeing.
“Oh, God,” I said quietly when the picture came up. Actually, I was reeling, as if I'd been punched in the face. “I don't believe it! Mom!”
There were about 15 people in the very large suite.
They were standing in a circle, all ages, it seemed, mostly parents and their kids, I thought. They were also in various stages of undress, but most of them were entirely naked. A 10-year-old Noelle and her mom were there. As was my naked dad, with the very haircut he currently had.
So this part of the DVD was recent!
My father was standing next to Noelle and she was casually holding onto his standing cock, sort of absently jacking him off.
Wow!
I quickly put the machine on pause and took my first good look at my own father's cock-it was rock-hard, I could tell, even thicker than Noelle's father's. I swallowed at the sight of it, suddenly envying my little schoolmate.
She'd told me she'd had my dad's dick in her pussy and her mouth and I believed every word she'd said. I just shook my little head at the thought of it, not certain whether to be angry, jealous or excited for her.
Then I again hit 'play.'
Onscreen, Noelle's mother was on the other side of her, her fingers slipping in and out of her daughter's wet cunt, while the young boy next to her (who I vaguely thought I might know from school) was fingeringherwet cunt at the same time.
In fact, as they all stood in the circle, it quickly became apparent they were each masturbating the person next to them as they watched the live sex show taking place in front of them.
A live sex show my own mother was enthusiastically putting on.
I realized quickly enough it was Noelle's father again using the DVD camera-I recognized his voice as he gave some of the partygoers instructions. As always, the clarity of the ongoing images was flawless.
The people in the room were all watching my naked mother, watching her activity, that is, which was sick, sick, sick, beyond even wild or depraved-it caused my breath to stop for several long moments.
Even at 7-years-old, I was thinking I might simply drop dead from shock!
Because my loving mother was on her hands and knees on the carpet, panting and groaning for all she was worth, while a very large black dog fucked her like crazy! The astonishing sight of it sent my world spinning out of control.
A big dog! Fucking my own mother!
I'd expected sex, of course, a lot of it, in fact. Even filthy and excessive sex, based on what I'd already seen and what Noelle told me. But at that innocent young age, I'd never in a million years expected anything like that.
Yet I couldn't look away.
My little-girl eyes were locked onto the unfolding image of my mom-looking like she was having the best time of her life-with a big black Labrador namedGood Boy(as I later learned from Noelle) screwing her brains out!
“Fuck me, Good Boy!” she was panting. “Fuck me to death! More, more, fuck me even more! Ohhh, yes! Yes! Fuck me!”
Which was exactly what the dog was doing.
He was buried to the hilt in her, his giant pink dog-cock ramming into her with a relentless fury. It was so intense, she had to tightly grip the carpet with both hands just to stay in the same spot.
“Fuck her good!” little Noelle yelled, watching and laughing. “Daddy, I want to do it next! Please let Good Boy fuck me when he's done! God, look how big his dick is! It's so huge! I want to see if it'll go in my cunt.”
I just shook my head. I was right: little Noelle was very much a sex fiend.
The large dog named Good Boy had white socks covering his front paws, both of those paws wrapped around my mother's slender waist as he held her tightly and fucked her like a dog gone wild.
And she was easily taking every inch of his hugely swollen cock into her sloppy wet pussy, wetness running out of her with every forceful thrust the big black Lab took.
“He's killing me!” she gasped, her face a mask of both pleasure and pain. “I love it, God, I love him fucking me! Ohhh! It's going in so deep!”
And it was, his big cock, I mean, going so deeply into her.
I'd never seen anything like it.
Or, at that very young age, even imagined such a thing was possible.
On the other hand, after the initial shock slightly wore off, I found myself again fingerfucking myself as I watched, my excitement mounting as my mother started having orgasms that left her breathless.
“Oh, fuck, I'mcoming!” she groaned, pushing her sweaty bare ass back into the panting dog's pumping crotch. “Fuck me, Good Boy, keep fucking me! He's making me come so much!”
And as we all watched, me at home and the rest of them in that room at our motel, she came again, groaning and panting and squirming like she was getting the single best fuck on her life.
“He's fucking me so hard!” she gasped. “I love it so much!”
And for many more minutes, not caring one bit if my mom was finished or not, the big black dog kept ramming his cock into her while she held on for dear life. My mother, of course, helpless in his grasp, managed to have at least two more groaning orgasms during it.
Finally, the camera captured Good Boy's swollen dog-cock thrusting into my mother's cunt even more furiously than before. This was followed by a sudden river of white dog-cum pouring out of her stretched-open pink cunt, the excess spilling out around the slippery juncture of their fucking.
“He's coming!” Noelle's dad said then, excitedly, getting a good close-up. “God, look at that! Good Boy's filling her pussy to the brim!”
It was true, of course.
The release of his cum was too much for my mom's cunt to hold, the backwash of it running out and gushing down the backs of her firm thighs, a large puddle of it ending up on the carpet.
“Oh, God!” I put the DVD on sudden hold. “That stain.”
And, since I often helped my parents clean up the rooms, even the large suites at the rear of our motel, I particularly remembered a stain on the carpet, thatstain, that never fully came out.
“Someone must have spilled something sticky,” my mom said when no amount of scrubbing with carpet cleaner entirely removed it. “Don't worry about it, dear. You did a great job and it's not that noticeable anymore.”
I shook my head at the thought.
The stain I'd worked so diligently to remove was the huge deposit of dog-cum that'd poured out of my own mother's cunt during one of their very recent sex parties. I shook my head again.
Were my parents actually crazy, or just so wild and oversexed they were willing to tryanythingto get sexual pleasure? Even dog-fucking? I guess I was really too young at that point to fully know or decide.
In any case, I hit 'play' on the DVD again and began seriously masturbating where I'd left off. I still hadn't had any of my own orgasms yet from watching the DVD, but I definitely intended to.