Fortunately, things died down on the home front and my cousins got all-fired hot over giving me heavy duty action in my heart-shaped bottom. I didn’... object too much because any action was better than no action at all. Those boys were downright rude in the nasty things they did behind my back. I think they were all a little skittish about my fast growing belly and they didn’t like bouncing on me like a beach ball just to get their rocks off.My cousin Arlene who had just turned eighteen took one. The next time I saw her, we talked for an hour and I eventually broke and asked her to dinner. We had a nice dinner and pleasant conversation. She wore a long gray skirt that clung to her thin body like a glove. It perfectly wrapped around her small, shapely ass such that I could tell she was in thong underwear.We sat on a bench by the lake and she kissed me. My reluctance still endured; I was not going to start anything, because I knew where I would finish it. She straddled me and sat atop my. Carla stepped forward as head of the new ad hoc group."We have decided that it is our duty to help you. After all, the name, support group, implies helping those in need. We feel you need us with this problem son of yours."Taking a big breath, Carla continued with deep concern in her eyes,"We propose that the seven of us take turns relieving your obvious anxiety about having an over-sexed and over-stimulated potential rapist in the house. Each night of the week, every week, one of us will be. They would have been totally unaware, unlike me, that I was full and that before we had gone out to dinner she had marked each of my thighs with a single sting of her cane (her other close friend) just where the lace tops of my stockings would rub on it the most. She had also attached a strap around each thigh above my stockings and a chain linked them, just short enough to prevent me from walking entirely normally. So, nothing unusual about that! She got me a little drunk and had a ball. I.