Chapter 13: Turning Fourteen

Emma Tenneson had lived alone with her mother Karen for most of her life. Her father had left when she was two. Since then, her mom has had other friends over often, usually men. She would have to sit in her room and watch a DVD or cartoons while the grown-ups had a party. She didn’t pay much attention to the noises coming from her mom’s room next door.

Eventually, Emma had her fourteenth birthday party. She’d noticed last year how her nipples had gotten more sensitive, then her breasts had actually started to show. Even her most private parts were really getting sensitive to touch. While music played in the living room, she stood in front of her mirror, naked, looking at her boobs now that she was all of fourteen. They were much more prominent. They tingled sensuously when she touched them. She was even starting to get some hair down near her vagina. Things got quiet outside for a few minutes. She put her robe on and quietly snuck out into the hall to get a soda and a snack from the kitchen. She hated this part. Mom had such weird friends. The creepiest would stare at her, make lewd comments and laugh. Once, she overheard a man say to someone, “She ain’t got no tits!” So creepy.

Tonight, she saw nobody in the living room. The music was coming from mom’s bedroom. Emma quickly got a Diet Dew and a bag of chips, turned to go back to her room. Just as she stepped into the hallway, her mom’s door opened and these three men came out. All three were completely naked! Emma froze, staring, not sure how to get past, trying not to look. They all had erections, too! Big, fat, hairy men with lots of tattoos. Then her mom staggered to the door, naked. “Wha...?” she asked, then saw Emma. “Oh, let her get by,” she said to the three men.

Emma started to inch by, but one put his hand on her shoulder, making her stop. “Hold on!” he said. “I’m still fucking hard. What about her? She seems capable.” The three men stood there staring at her as she clutched her snacks to her robe, keeping it very tight. Her mom just stood there. Emma finally pleaded, “Mom!”

“Oh, now honey. Remember when Uncle Rick showed you how to kiss? Well, this is kind of like that.” Karen was still staggering about some. High on meth and having just done a threesome with these three bikers, she was feeling adventurous. Why not Emma? She was what, thirteen or something? Or fourteen. She should learn. After all, she’s her mother, and she’s supposed to teach her stuff. Karen said to the three, “Go ahead! Let’s teach her something new!”

Emma cried out as the three shoved her into her mom’s bedroom. All three at first started to grab at her robe, but Karen stopped them. “Go on, honey, take off the robe. Slowly, like the girls did in that movie we watched.” Everyone started talking at her. “Yeah! Nice and slow!” “Go on, move those hips, girlie!” “Shake it little Emma, shake that little bottom of yours!” Everyone was giggling, making fun of her. Emma clutched her hands to her robe, scared shitless now, eyes wide, starting to tear up. “Mom!” she said again. “No! I don’t want to! Mom! No!” Her mom stepped close, grabbed her arm tight. “You do what you’re told, Emma, or there’ll be consequences. Remember Uncle Bob? How he liked to whip you? You get on with it now. Take off that robe, and do it slow. And dance while you do! Go on! Start dancing, Emma! Dance, girl!”

“But mom,” she whispered, “I haven’t got anything on under this...”

“Get on with it,” her mom barked as she took another shot of whiskey from a near empty bottle. Emma slowly started to move around like she was dancing, like that Hawaiian movie they’d seen. They were all chanting, telling her what to do. Move your hips more. Move them even more. Keep moving. Get that robe undone. Slowly, she set the soda and chips down, then slowly untied her dark blue robe. She kept saying she didn’t want to, but nobody listened. They just kept telling her to move more. Someone snapped a belt at her, hitting the back of her leg. OOWW!! That hurt! She started asking if she did this, could she go to her room then? She kept moving like those Hawaiian dancers. Everyone kept saying “Yeah, yeah...” but still telling her take off the robe. She noticed each man was holding his penis, rubbing it, keeping it erect. Slowly, Emma undid the robe’s tie, then slowly she started to ease it off her shoulders. She uncovered her shoulders, keeping her chest covered, but they made her keep going. “All the way off! Keep dancing, little girl!” Slowly, as she swayed her hips around, slowly Emma took her robe off. Everyone got really quiet when they saw she was completely nude underneath. She stood there, shaking, looking to the side and up at the ceiling, holding her hands in the sleeves as it sagged to the floor. Everyone was staring at her; she was completely red with embarrassment. “Ok? Can I go now?” she finally asked, crying.

One man said “Not yet, sweetie,” then reached over and yanked the robe from her grip. She quickly covered herself now, both hands over her fresh boobs. Everyone started grabbing her, pushing her around and onto the bed. They had this big discussion. Some wanted to simply “do her,” while others said to make her do all three at the same time. Emma didn’t know what they were talking about; she just tried to keep herself covered; kept saying, “Mom? Mom? Mom?” One man spoke up, said, “I’m gonna do her Doggy-style. Anyone want a blowjob while I do her?” Again, Emma didn’t know what that meant.

Her mom and another man made her get on her hands and knees on the bed. One man got behind her. Emma kept looking back, wondering what he was doing. Was he actually going to try to have sex with her? Probably, maybe, oh my God, his thing was really big now! Suddenly another man grabbed her face, shoved his tongue between her lips. Her mom started to rub her boobs, too. Her nipples became very hard. The man roughly let go of her mouth and then put his penis up to her face. He told her to open up. Her mom said it too. As she started to open her mouth a little, she suddenly felt the man behind her push his penis against her vagina! No one had ever, ever done that before! She jumped, trying to move away, but hands kept her in place. She felt his thing pushing against her little pussy lips, pushing them around, then it started to press into her. It really hurt; he was just way, way too big! Her little pussy lips just got stretched more and more and more ... Oh God! It hurt!! As this was happening, she kept trying to tell her mom it hurt, but this other man had his own penis pressed against her mouth now. She was focused on the immense pain in her vagina; Emma just stuck her tongue way out and let the man in front of her push his thing into her mouth. Oh God, bad idea. It was warm, rigid, big around and tasted gross. He held her head firmly, pushing the head of his penis in and out of her mouth. The man behind her started doing the same thing; moving his thing back and forth inside her back there. Her mom rubbed her boobs as these two men kept pushing their penis’s back and forth into her. Emma had a hard time breathing; his thing was getting pretty big and he kept trying to go in her mouth farther. The man behind her was really pounding her now too, slamming himself deep into her vagina. His body kept slapping against her butt; her insides stretching beyond anything she’d ever imagined. Her vagina was just spasming, squeezing and relaxing as he thrust brutally back and forth into her. With one in her mouth and one in her vagina and hands on her boobs; she couldn’t decide which was worse.