Her Name Is Ana

I.

Her name is Anna. My beautiful prize. My darling girl. My pride and joy. Curled up in my lap at night, she is docile as a little lamb, quietly accepting my fond caresses, repositioning her long, smooth limbs to accommodate my searching fingers if need be. She is my living doll. My sweet little kitten. But she was not always like this.

She first came to me three years ago, when she was fifteen. She was orphaned suddenly by way of a tragic car accident that killed her mother, with whom she shared her first name, and my brother, Thomas. (Perhaps I forgot to mention that she is my niece?) Anna was understandably upset and unruly when I first took her in. The poor thing was traumatized, and her grief turned her rebellious. I put up with her outbursts and bad behavior for a time that I deemed appropriate to her situation, and then I started to enforce some rules.

I was strict with Anna. Very strict. I was tough with her to the point where she became totally compliant and obedient to whatever I asked of her, because if she wasn't I very quickly taught her that there would be no normal social or scholastic life awarded to wayward little girls. And I got her used to my physical presence. I made her become used to feeling me, to being beside me, until eventually I was able to lay beside her in bed for gentle story times or father- daughter type talks, and she was comfortable plopping herself down on my lap as she ate her breakfast in the morning. Maybe she didn't really like it. Maybe it was brainwashing or coercion. But it really didn't matter did it?

She had no other place to go.

I was so strict with Anna because I had made other plans for her almost from the beginning. You would have to see her to realize how beautiful she is. Then maybe you would understand. Long, tanned limbs. Shoulder-length auburn hair accented with soft highlights and just the slightest curl. Deep green eyes, the left iris of which has an endearing brown freckle. A perfect Cupid of a mouth, pink lips shaped like the proverbial rosebud. And so, after three years of daydreams and repressed desire, on her eighteenth birthday I fully possessed my compliant little darling. I was her first lover, and I would like to believe that over the past six months that we have been having our little affair, I have taught my Anna everything she knows about the amorous arts. She is quite talented and receptive. She has made me very proud!

So proud, in fact, that I would like to show her off. So tonight there will be a very special party at our house, and she will be the main attraction. Just the two of us and four of my closest, most trusted friends. Tonight I will share Anna for the first time, and let another man - or four, even! - share in my delight.

II.

My name is Anna. I'm eighteen and a half, and I live with my uncle Evan. I just graduated from high school at the beginning of this summer. Those are the basic details. The most normal ones, anyway. My life is actually a little more complicated than your normal eighteen year old girl. I definitely don't have any friends like me. The outside details of my life probably seem pretty boring, but it's the inside stuff that would shock you. My sex life. Not that there is anything shocking about a girl my age being "sexually active," it's just that I happen to be sleeping with my uncle. Now that is shocking, isn't it?

I'm not sure how uncle Evan and I got to be so close. I mean, obviously after my mom and dad died and I went to live with him we got to know each other better than we ever had before, but I mean I'm not sure how it came to be that we started sleeping together and I didn't mind that much. The first time was on my eighteenth birthday. Uncle Evan might be a big pervert, sure, but you have to hand it to him - he never touched me before that night. He wanted to give me my special birthday present since I was officially a woman, he said. He pulled a jewelry box out of his pocket. A necklace with a beautiful ruby set it in. He put it on me, and he kissed me. Not a happy birthday smooch, a kiss kiss. And that was that.

Tonight uncle Evan has something special planned for me. I'm not sure what it is, he said it was a surprise. It must be something really special because we haven't messed around all week - he keeps telling me to save it up. And I wouldn't be totally honest with you if I didn't say that I kinda miss playing around with him. I mean, say what you want about how gross it is, but uncle Evan is good in bed. He always makes sure I cum. In fact, he taught me how to cum. I have to take a bath now to get ready for whatever surprise he is going to spring on me...maybe I can take care of myself while I'm in there...

III.

When I hear Anna run the bathwater, I tell her through the door not to take too long. We are on a bit of a schedule here. Gerald, Tony, Alex and David are already in the kitchen, sitting around the table with drinks and waiting. They know to expect adult entertainment, but they don't know what a wonderful treat they are in for. Anna, obedient as ever, takes only a half an hour in the bath. I tell her not to bother getting dressed, and I enter the bathroom to help her dry off. I'm actually inspecting her. I want her to be my perfect little angel for my party. She is clean and freshly shaven. I tenderly dab the little mound of her pussy with the towel and plant a tiny kiss on it. She giggles. When she is sufficiently dry and her hair is combed and tied back, I lead her out of the bathroom and into the living room. I have an old, beat up wooden coffee table, and I tell her to kneel on top of it with her feet near one edge. She does with another giggle, watching me as I pick up a coil of rope from a nearby easy chair. I tie her feet to the legs of the coffee table, not so tight that she has no circulation, but secure enough that she has no wiggle room. Next I instruct her to bend over and put her forehead against the coffee table. I tie her wrists to her ankles, forcing her to keep her ass in the air with her legs spread.

"This is kinky!" she laughs. She has no idea. "One last thing, angel," I say, and I pull a black velvet blindfold from my pocket. I slip it over her eyes and gently kiss her forehead. I stand back to admire the scene. Standing directly behind her, I can see her bald little pussy spread wide open, defenseless, her asshole puckered tightly above it. "Wait here for me, Anna, I will be back in a moment with your surprise." As if she could go anywhere!

When I reenter the living room it is with my four gentleman friends. "Tony, Alex, David, Gerald - I would like you to meet Anna," I introduce, and there is a stunned silence in the room before they slowly start to break out into broad smiles. "Anna some friends have come to visit. I want you to be on your best behavior for them." She nods her head now. Silent. Probably nervous. After all, she knows now that she is naked and totally helpless against the desires of the five men in the room with her, four of whom are complete strangers. "I think you will find Anna to be very obedient," I say to them. They are still standing, staring dumbly. "Go on, don't be nervous," I say. "Get to know her."

Tony and David slowly circle around her, looking at her perfect little body, while Gerald steps forward, leans down, and takes one of her pert little b-cup breasts in his hand. He gently rolls the nipple between thumb and forefinger and Anna squirms slightly. But he steps back again and once more they are only staring. I decide to try a sales pitch. I lift Anna's head, showing them her face. "Look at her beautiful little mouth," I say, and slip my finger between Anna's lips, sliding it back over her slick, hot tongue until it is in her throat and my finger has disappeared to the third knuckle. Anna obediently takes it and sucks. I pull my finger out and put her head back down on the coffee table. I walk around behind her and the four men follow me. Although her pussy is already exposed, I reach down and with both my thumbs I spread her wide open, exposing her clit and the pink, pearly entrance to her cunt. "She is practically a virgin," I explain. "She has only ever fucked me...and she is barely eighteen. Go ahead...see for yourselves," I say, stepping out of the way. Alex steps up and cups her pussy in his hand, then slides his middle finger inside her as far as he can get it and appears to feel around. When he pulls it out he lingers for a second with the tip of his finger on her clit, slicking it up, making my Anna squirm again. "Wow," he smiles, appreciatively.

One by one they insert their fingers inside her and I know what they are feeling: the tight, wet walls of her cunt gripping tightly their fat masculine fingers, and I know they are all imagining what it must feel like clenched around their hard cocks. "And there is one thing that is completely virgin territory," I say, the proud tour guide. I spread her asscheeks wide so that her beautiful little hole winks up at us. "Never even a finger," I grin. Tony steps forward and gets down on his knees so that he is face to face with Anna's bald little pussy. As if an unspoken cue, the rest of us settle back to watch the events unfold.

IV.

Someone was spreading my pussy lips again, painfully wide. I had no idea what to expect. More fingers? A cock? My clit was already throbbing lightly from the fingering I had gotten, and the one man who had played with it a little. But instead a warm mouth enveloped my pussy and I flinched in shock. I hadn't been expecting that. The man's tongue sought out my tender little button, flicking it back and forth before closing his lips on it and sucking so gently and sweetly that I moaned. Then his tongue was plunging into my hole, and sliding up to my asshole which made me squirm uncomfortably. What uncle Evan had said was the truth - he had never played with my ass. This man was apparently enjoying it, however, as he swirled his tongue around my hole and then attempting to push the tip inside. He gave up and returned to my clit, which I greatly appreciated. His tongue stroked it up and down, back and forth, sometimes fluttering softly like a butterfly, tickling and teasing at me, and sometimes hard and firm and lapping at me like a dog. My hands started to clench and my toes curl and wriggle. The others started to cheer him on.

"Make her cum, Alex," they said. "You've almost got her!" Shit like that. That was the first time that I felt really humiliated by the whole thing, but what could I do? This Alex was going to make me cum, and there was no way I could escape his persistent tongue. I started groaning and my legs clenched. My back arched and I sort of pushed my pussy in his face, totally not on purpose, and I came. I'm sort of loud when I cum so there was no way to hide it. They started laughing and clapping. "Here," I heard uncle Evan say, and then I felt a wet cloth - probably one of those baby wipe things - wiping my pussy clean of Alex's spit. "Now, who is next?" uncle Evan asked.

"Man I'm at a disadvantage, she's already cum once," a voice from behind me laughed. "She will surprise you," uncle Evan said. "I have taught her well." Which was the total truth. There had been a few times that uncle Evan had really got me going and I had cum six or seven times right in a row...and that was just in one fuck session! "Well let's see," the stranger said. Then I felt his thumb on my clit, rubbing in soft, slow circles. His hand was cupping my pussy with his fingers running along the crack of my ass. Every once in awhile he would dip inside my pussy for lubrication and go back to toying with my clit. I was shamelessly wet. I have a soft spot for getting fingered. This man couldn't know it, but that was actually how uncle Evan taught me how to cum the first time - rubbing my clit in almost the exact same way. Fond memories. I came again to more laughter and clapping.

Once again another man got behind me and it seemed that he wanted to eat me out too. He told me what a pretty little pussy I had. He reached forward and played with my tits while he licked me. And then suddenly there were hands lifting my head up and I felt the unmistakable soft skin of a cock against my lips. I obediently opened my mouth because that is what uncle Evan would want me to do, and the man slid himself back into my throat. With one hand on the back of my head and the other holding my throat, the man started to fuck my mouth. Not roughly or anything, just a simple in and out, but I still gagged a little on it because the angle was so awkward and plus the guy working on my pussy was doing an even better job than the first one. He had a finger inside me and was telling me to fuck his finger, which I tried to do but my mobility was really pretty limited. The guy with his cock in my mouth kept telling me to cum on his dick. I kept moaning and groaning around his cock and he must have liked it because the louder I got the more he panted and thrusted. I came gagging on his cock, drooling all over the place, and then they started cheering him on to cum too. He did, shooting his load in my throat so that I couldn't even swallow it. It came out of the corners of my mouth and dribbled down my chin and there was more celebration. Once again, my pussy was wiped off and someone was nice enough to wipe off my face too.

I had cum three times and given one blow job and the position was already getting uncomfortable. I wondered what they had in store for me next.

V.

I softly cupped my Anna's face in my left hand while with the other I swabbed her face clean. She was still gasping and convulsively swallowing what I knew to be Tony's ejaculate. She was performing beautifully so far. But there was so much more to come. I let her head go and she collapsed back onto the table. "Anna," I said, stroking her back, "Are you comfortable? You can tell me the truth." The little pet that she was, she nodded eagerly for me, but then paused. "My neck just kinda hurts," she said with a slight grimace. "Then we can't have you uncomfortable, baby," I crooned. I untied her hands from her ankles and she gave a beautiful, luxurious stretch. I untied the ropes connecting her ankles to the legs of the coffee table and instructed her to stand up. I let her loosen her limbs and return their circulation before I made her get down on her knees. Once again I tied her ankles and wrists together, but now with a short length of rope between them so that she could kneel but could not move her arms to protect or defend herself. Now I lifted her face by her chin and spoke to her.

"Anna," I said, while unfastening my pants with my free hand. "Show them what I have taught you. Show them where your talents lie." My penis was fully erect as I guided it to her lips. She blindly sought it with open mouth as if bobbing for apples, but as soon as she felt me she began her magic. With soft, full-lipped kisses she worshipped the tip of my cock, sucking gently, pulling back on occasion to give it sweet licks like a child with an ice cream. She licked the length of my shaft underneath, swirling her tongue against my sensitive, inflamed skin. When she reached the head again, she opened her mouth and took my deftly into the back of her throat and, once I was firmly buried in her mouth, slid her tongue out and licked the base of my balls. She always gags a little while doing this but she does it amazingly well. It illicited awed approval from our audience. Then she started to smoothly fuck my cock with her mouth, sucking gently as she pulled her head back, groaning lightly as she slid her mouth on me once again. You could never believe how beautiful and gifted she is.

As much as I wanted to release myself in her sweet mouth right then and there, I pulled away from her and let my friends take over. After all, I could enjoy her services whenever I wanted. This party was for them. They clustered around her, except for Tony who had already loosed his first load, cocks hard, out of their pants and in their fists, steering toward her open and searching mouth. I watched them use her. At first it started on a turn basis, with each man getting a few seconds of attention, but before long they were feeding her two and three cocks at a time. My cock pounded with desire as I saw her cheeks stretched full while she struggled to suck two men at once. And like the little angel she is, Anna performed to her best. Blindfolded as she was, completely bound and at the mercy of strange men, she sought their cocks out with her sweet mouth and serviced all of them. As my friends neared orgasm, I ran my fingers through her hair and encouraged her as she sucked and choked and gagged on a constant barrage of demanding erections. And finally I held her head back by her hair - not too roughly, I promise! - and watched as my friends, one by one, achieved orgasm, splashing their hot cum across her face, her lips, and her tongue.

Finally they were all done and sat back on couches and chairs, watching as my Anna struggled to swallow all of the cum they had fed her. She started to gag against it, and I quickly stepped up and put my hand over her mouth, holding her firmly until she had swallowed everything. There were tears running down from underneath her blindfold. I assumed it was from her exertion in oral sex, and once again we let her rest.

There was so much more to come...