Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: SWEET KITTIE’S PEEPEE CIRCUS
Published: 09.07.2023
Story Codes: Young Ones, WS, Anal
Synopsis: Ms. Cunilip and Ms. Clitia run an exciting school involving an ancient Greek sport
Disclaimer: the characters and events depicted in this work are fictional. The author does not condone or promote any unlawful activity such as is depicted in the story. By continuing to read this work you acknowledge that you are an adult who wishes to read works of fantasy and fiction for the purpose only of fantasy. All the characters in this story are adults. They may play different ages for the fictional character that they are depicting but they remain at all times adults.
Sweet Kittie’s Peepee Circus
Ms. Cunilip had been running her gymnastics school for young girls for several years, and her approach to modernizing the Club by reverting to the practices of the early Greeks who had founded the sport was what she had committed to, with the support of understanding moms and dads, or at least those she was able to persuade they should allow their little girls to appear nude and participate in filthy semi-private peepee performances.
She had begun by holding a session with parents present, as reported in Big Girls Don’t Wear Clothes. In this class the girls were permitted to remove their gym uniforms, and standing the entire time on tiptoe, to display their genitalia, grip wooden rods in their vaginas and rectums, and to perform public urination along with audacious pee drinking.
This inspired her to produce a special peepee program, in which the naked little girls would generate and consume the fresh urine of both others and themselves. To do so, particularly partaking and drinking of their own fluid product, required athletic skill, and she made sure all of the little girls in her class were able to do deep back bends and display highly flexible torsos.
At about 11:30 PM one evening, while she was in her leather strap and chain outfit that accentuated her nakedness, awaiting a visit from one of her boyfriends, the doorbell rang, a bit earlier than she expected him to appear. When she answered the door, her leather crop in hand, she expected to see Ted, a boyfriend, anxious to see her.
Instead, she saw little Rita Pringle, the child she had dismissed from her class due to her mother’s distain for what she proposed. The little eight-year-old girl stood in her nighty, her feet as well as the rest of her under the flimsy garment bare. with her bicycle propped against the outside wall. She looked dishevelled, and her eyes revealed she had been crying.
“What are you doing here, at this time of night, girl?” Ms. Cunilip asked.
“I really want you to let me stay in your gym class, Ms. Cunilip,” she replied, rubbing her eyes with her wrist, “l love to do naughty things like you talked about, but my mom won’t let me be part of it with the others. That’s just not fair!”
“I see you came on your bicycle,” Ms. Cunilip said, “You came a long way in the dark! Come in.”
“There isn’t much traffic,” Rita explained, “And whenever a car came, I ducked behind a parked car until it passed. I even taped over the red reflector on the back fender, so it wouldn’t glow when any cars were coming. I didn’t want to get caught out on the street at night, dressed like this. It can be real dangerous to be out alone at night, like young girls like me can get themselves raped.“
“You likely mean ‘get ourselves raped,” Ms. Cunilip corrected her.
“Jeez, have you been raped?”
“It’s all a matter of perspective,” was the response, “Yes, I’ve been mounted by men without giving my permission, but sometimes that’s how things unfold at parties. You wouldn’t attend of you wouldn’t expect it.”
“Golly, is it ever hot in here!” Rita observed.
She could see a drop of perspiration about to drop from the end of her nude hostess’s nose, and another pair dangling from the distended cunt lips.
“Yes, when I’m planning to be naked, I turn the heat up in here to a comfortable ninety degrees, warm enough to always notice it. That keeps my organ in bloom, so to speak, and my nipples stimulated. I find it very sexy.”
By invitation, Rita sat down on a settee, while her nearly naked hostess remained standing.
“I had to go to bed,” Rita explained, “And then I waited until it was real late, heard mom and dad go to bed and their bed start to squeak as they were fucking, like they do every night, and then I climbed out my bedroom window. It was real scary, but I wanted to be in your class, Ms. Cunilip, and needed to ask you!”
“Let’s call each other by our first names, Rita. You can call me Cliticia, or just Clitia, as all my friends do. Only in class am I called Ms. Cunilip. My parents were big fans of the female reproductive system, particularly the outer female sex organ we call our cunt, and as well, its delightful stimulator, the clitoris.”
“Thank, Ms. Cliticia, or Clitia. That’s a real pretty name.”
The child looked down at the woman’s not only uncovered but well-displayed vagina, still dripping with sweat.
“That’s a real pretty cunnie you’ve got, too.”
“Only silly little girls call it a cunnie. For women like us, its properly called our cunt. If you’re no longer a virgin, you’re developed enough to call yours your cunt too. You must be thirsty. Can I get you a soda?”
“That would be great,” Rita said, and followed Clitia into the kitchen where she got a soda from the fridge, “You sure have amazing titties, I’ve only seen them covered. They look a lot bigger with those straps and chains holding them up, without hiding them. Did it hurt getting those big rings pierced into your nipples?”
“Yes, it hurt beautifully. I love experiencing pain, when someone else is in control, even temporarily. You didn’t tell me if you’re a virgin.”
“Yes I am,” she said shyly.
When he gave me baths, my dad liked to run his fingers through my cunnie, and sometimes he’d poke me in there a bit, but he never broke it open. Mom would take pictures of him doing that, like playing with my peepee, but she never let him poke his fingers right in, she said that’s not Christian, for a father to do anything like that to his little girl.”
Just then the doorbell rang. This time Clitia knew who to expect, and when she opened the door, stood with her amazing legs spread in her spike heeled calf-high boots, presenting her female assets in all their glory. It was Steve, a tall, muscular man with no shirt, showing off his tanned muscular chest and 6-pack abs, and with his fly open, and his impressive penis and well-filled scrotum on display for her.
“You fucking prick, get that tight ass of yours in here. I’ve got a delightful surprise for you, an innocent pretty little cock-sucker! Meet my gymnastics student Rita. She’s just been re-admitted to my class!”
Steve stepped into the apartment, and as he saw the child in her thin nighty his penis jerked in recognition of an opportunity. Clitia was such a good girl, making his every visit rewarding in new, unexpected but thrilling ways. Without pause, he moved across the room and grasped the shoulders of the nighty, and jerked it up over Rita’s head, removing it to reveal her beautiful nakedness.
Taking her cue from how she had been introduced, Rita dropped to her knees, grasped Steve’s erection and thrust the broad head into her eager mouth. Her mother had often photographed her sucking on her dad’s big cock, and her educated mouth knew precisely how to bring a man to a raging orgasm.
Steve was startled when within minutes the naked child had his penis ejaculating into the depth of her throat.
“Holy fuck,” he blurted, “I wasn’t ready for that! This is an accomplished little cocksucker if I ever saw one, and I’ve jacked off into many mouths this young! How fucking old is she, eight?”
“I believe that’s right,” Clitia said as Rita gulped down the prodigious production of Steve’s semen, “If you’d come just a month earlier, and if she had been here, she would have been only seven. I know you don’t fuck seven-year-old girls, it’s beneath your dignity, but this impudent little girl is now eminently fuckable, although that cuntlet is not yet unlocked, so we have a chore for you, to make her cuntlet a cunt, and little Rita a woman.”
“I can do that, but we’ll have to wait a bit, the kid just sucked my balls dry. While they regenerate, we might play with her a bit, to warm her up, as if she needs that, and give my balls a chance to re-fill, and my cock to get back stiff, into fucking mode.”
He removed his pants and undershorts, sat on the settee, and pulled the naked Rita onto his lap.
He fingered her little vulva, his digits entering her vestibule, feeling the little firm ring of her urethra, and confirming her hymen was intact.
“This cuntlet is definitely ready for opening, and I’ve got the tool to do it properly, giving the child her first real fuck! Are you ready to be deflowered, kid?”
“Fuck yes,” Rita answered, “But your dick is still limp, you’ll need me to suck it up again for you!”
“Watch your fucking language, you little shit!” Steve responded.
She sat with her back to him. He pulled her legs up and apart, displaying her little cuntlet to Clitia.
“Let’s teach her a lesson, and warm her sex meat at the same time!”
Clitia took his cue, and raised her riding crop. She brought a sharp scream from the child when the leather pad on the end smacked severely against the bulging mound of the little girl’s vulva. She smacked the firm leather against the tender cunt meat of the girl, causing it to swell, and as she did, .Steve’s penis began to once more grow to full erection.
“There’s nothing like a good pussy spanking to get a guy’s cock to salute the hot action!” he said.
Clitia got to her knees and put her mouth to work on his cock to compete its resurrection. When it was again raging and with a gleam of moisture appearing on its tip.
“That’s record time for revitalizing your fuck shaft,” she said, “It took punishing a kid’s cuntlet to get you up and ready. Okay, let’s get at it!”
“Are you ready to be deflowered, Rita?” Steve asked as he put her down across a coffee table, face down, with her butt raised and both her anus and vagina exposed, “Let’s warm you up a bit more with a butt fuck.”
He spit on the head of his penis, and then pressed it into the gap of her buttocks, and with continually steady pressure, caused her anus to open for him. She screamed at the intrusion, experiencing her first anal fuck. Steve continued to press inward, until he had entered her fully, and the tight ring of her rectum gripped the thick base of his cock.
“Am I a woman now?” she asked between sobs, as Steve pumped his penis into her, gripping her slender hips in his fists.
“Not yet, sweet fuck,” he answered, pumping rhythmically into her tight asshole, “We’ve got to convert that whip-swollen cuntlet of yours into a real cunt first!”
He pulled his penis out of her, and grabbing her hair, brought her head around to his shaft, thrusting it into her protesting mouth.
“You didn’t clean your shit out of your colon first, did you, you filthy little bitch! You tricked me into fucking your muck! Now I need you to lean my cock off, suck it clean, I don’t need your poop on it!”
Reluctantly, with no other options, Rita did as she was bid, and sucked streaks of her own offal from his rigid cock, being careful to not bring him to ejaculation, as she had done earlier. She knew Clitia’s whip would bring her vagina more grief if she were to offend him by bringing on a second orgasm too soon. She would have to do that with her cunnie after he’d broken it open.
Again gripping her hips, Steve laid Rita on her back on the table, and lifted her to bring her bare cuntlet to the level of his straining erection. He pressed it forward, spreading open the vestibule of her whip-swollen organ, and caused her to moan with discomfort at the pressure of his rigid penis on her hymen.
“Ready or not, bitch, here it comes!”
He increased the pressure of his penis on her delicate organ gradually, causing Rita to gasp and hold her breath. With a powerful thrust, he rammed his stiff cock into her, ripping open her hymen. That brought from her a sharp squeal, which is common in such circumstances as a deflowering.
He continued the pressure, and her little hole, now opened, was filled to capacity and beyond, stretching impossibly as it was, for the first time ever, fully occupied. She wriggled her hips as she experienced a mixture of ecstasy and discomfort as his rigid penis drove deep into her no-longer-virgin cunt.
“Wow!” the child exclaimed, “I’m a real woman, a cunt now, aren’t I!”
“You are indeed,” Clitia acknowledged, “And now you’re eligible to take part in my Sweet Kittie’s Peepee Circus! Grab her shoulders and fuck the shit out of her, Steve!”
Steve happily complied.
When he completed his ejaculation into the child, he gasped, and pulled his penis, still dribbling cum, out of her, letting it splash onto her bare tummy.
As he was pulling his shorts and pants on, Clitia said, “I need you to do a little job for me, Steve. Here’s her address. Go there, find her open window, and create signs of forced entry. Then climb in and mess up her bedroom, as if there’d been a struggle. Don’t leave prints.”
“You’re gonna fuckin’ keep her?” he asked, incredulous.
“Just for a week or so, while we produce and present my class’s next project. She’ll want to be in our Sweet Kittie Peepee Circus, and she won’t need the distraction of having to get away for rehearsals, or having to deal with her mother’s interference. We’ll cook up a story for her to explain her abduction. Her opened cunt will serve us well.”
THE END
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