Day Three - Sunday

 

Chapter 11: The Naked Truth

 

As I was walking towards Caroline Herschfeldt's place I thought about how mum had nearly persuaded me to stay home last night. 'Oh Justin given this afternoons experience are you sure you wouldn't like to come to the party tonight. I think I can pretty much guarantee you a warm welcome' is what she'd said.

 

I remember turning to face my parents who had been frantically fucking in an attempt to speed things up so that they could finish dinner, clean up and be ready for their Saturday night sex-fest. 'I don’t think so mum' I had told them 'I think we should keep my ... pardon the pun ... coming out party for next week. And besides, I am saving myself, remember?'

 

Mum had nodded and smiled in the middle of the good fucking she'd been getting. 'So what will you do tonight?' She laughed. 'Go search for more teenage sluts?'

 

'Actually no mum' I'd said in reply 'right at this moment I think four blowjobs has sated even my sexual thirst. No, having bowled this afternoon I think I might pay a visit to 'Shoot 'Em Up' and rack up a few frames of snooker'.

 

'Yes well you know where to come if you get bored too quickly' my father had said as he lifted Mary off his cock, bent her over the back of the chair and fucked her from the rear, 'you know where to ... er ... come, so to speak. Now fuck off and look after our dinner while I look after your mother..

 

I had simply laughed and moved to the kitchen thoroughly contented with life now that I was beginning to get a little of what most men seemed to take for granted.

 

I couldn't believe I had come so close to staying home last night. Oh I know it would've been fun and I would have enjoyed myself at the time, but I would have felt like I was somehow cheating either Vikki or Caroline. Strange huh?

 

Caroline was on the doorstep when I got there. She was dressed simply in a navy blue mini skirt and a plain white blouse, but to me she couldn't have looked lovelier. Then I wondered if she would, but then thought why should she, a painter with the pick of the male models, even want to? Maybe I would be posing for her, after all she did approve of my physique, even if it wasn't perfect. But that would be all wouldn't it? After all if she wanted or needed anything else she'd have her favourites wouldn't she?

 

I had come to all of these conclusions as I walked into her house because I didn't want to suffer a letdown later. Besides which I didn't really fancy the idea of making a total fool of myself, something I thought I had quite a talent for.

 

"I've got some coffee on or there's some orange juice in the fridge if you'd like," said Caroline as she led me into the kitchen looking me up and down. "Uhhmm, you look hot. Would you like to freshen up first?"

 

Now what did I do? She was only looking at me and I was already on edge. I had to settle down, and the bathroom with a splash of cold water seemed like a good place to start. Nodding hesitantly I allowed Caroline to lead me to the bathroom. I began to take off my sweatshirt but she would have none of it, even ordered me to hold my arms up so she could take it off herself.

 

"Uuummm, I should have done this yesterday, you know you really do have a good physique considering the shape you used to be in."

 

"B-But I'm n-not… I-I'm n-not…"

 

Caroline had put her hands on my shoulder just in case she upset me, and now that she had she massaged my shoulders gently yet firmly. "Justin I'm not having a cheap shot. It's just my way of telling you what a great job you've done with your body in such a comparatively short time. Do you even know how much strength of character and willpower it takes to accomplish what you have? You've got some great muscle tone now, an upper body that's coming along quite nicely, and your handsome, take that from someone who knows. Does it embarrass you if I tell you that?"

 

She'd said something similar to me yesterday, did that mean that…? I didn't know so I simply nodded my head ever so slightly. It was still difficult for me to accept, after all the knock backs at school and the three recent Julie Morris incidents, that people, Kim Carver and Joanna Walsh included, could say things like that and really mean them. But then Caroline was exuding an aura of sexuality that seemed to flow from every pore of her body.

 

"Everybody needs someone sometime to tell them things like that. It gives people confidence, makes them feel better." Caroline threw my shirt to the floor, moved forward and was about to reach for my shorts when I stopped her. "I’m sorry Justin," said Caroline in a breathless voice that gave just a hint of what could be just around the corner, "maybe I'm rushing things a little, I thought that maybe ... well anyway you freshen up, I’ll take your sweatshirt and put it in the wash, then I’ll check the coffee, it should be ready."

 

Well now I knew, or at least I thought I did, that things were going to be okay, and that this was going to be the exciting afternoon that her lascivious behaviour indicated. Maybe I would even lose my dreaded virginity that seemed to hang around my neck like a lead weight. Yes even I know that blowjobs and pussy licking doesn't count, that it's actually having your cock in a cunt - that word I just love it - that matters!

 

I used the slightly perfumed soap to wash myself, then rinsed off as I thought about this remarkable woman. It was obvious what was happening; at least it seemed obvious now. Caroline Herschfeldt clearly had an agenda. The question was did I want to be a part of it? No that wasn't really a question, of course I did. The real question was could I change the feelings that were second nature until two days ago, could she maybe. And what about Vikki, where did she fit into all this?

 

Back in the kitchen I sat where I had the previous day and watched as Caroline turned her chair in my direction, watched as she crossed those marvellous legs of hers just as carelessly as she had yesterday. This time there was no doubt, she was wearing panties, black ones.

 

She leant forward, rested her left elbow on the table and took a long sip of her coffee, let out a breath and then sighed approvingly. It should have been an innocent act but Caroline Herschfeldt had turned it into something erotic. It was almost as if she was making love to her mug, as if drinking the coffee was a sensual experience. "Do you have any idea who I am or what I do?"

 

I nodded and over a period of a couple of minutes stammered out an answer. "My parents have one of your paintings in their bedroom. They were always in full agreement of your fight for freedom of expression and against censorship. So they think what's happening now is just wonderful."

 

Caroline, who had waited patiently for me to finish my stuttering response, smiled.

 

The smile was one of such unrestrained delight that I couldn't help but smile too.

 

"Oh really," said Caroline finally. "Well you've no idea how refreshing it is to know of someone in this town who actually possesses one of my paintings." She looked at me with interest. "I don't suppose you'd tell me which painting it is?"

 

"It's called 'The Best of all Indoor Sports' Mrs. Herschfeldt, it's the one with…"

 

"Mrs. Herschfeldt is my mother, please call me Caroline."

 

Unable to speak I simply nodded in agreement and waited for her to continue.

 

"I remember that picture, it gave me a lot of pleasure painting it." She put down her coffee cup, placed both elbows on the table, clasped both hands together and thought for a long moment as she rested her chin on both outstretched thumbs and looked directly into my eyes. "Can I ask you a question Justin? It's got nothing to do with your parents painting, but there's something I have to know."

 

I nodded my head circumspectly.

 

"How come your parents are as enlightened as you say, have one of my pictures and yet you're so shy, so scared of any physical contact with women? I mean surely your parents would've, under those circumstances, been fairly liberal with your upbringing?"

 

What else could I do but shrug my shoulders. I couldn't answer because I didn't know. The only thing I really knew was that I craved physical contact with women outside of my mother, the incident with Kim and Joanna having been put in its proper place in the back of my mind.

 

More than anything in the world I had this fierce desire to behold the female form, to have an open relationship of any sort with a girl my own age. That was why Vikki Thompson was so important and why this woman scared me so much.

 

She moved her chair closer until our knees were practically touching. "Would you like to change, or more to the point do you think that you could?"

 

I looked into Caroline's eyes and decided that if she was going to help then why not give it a try? However not wanting to appear too eager I shrugged my shoulders in a positive fashion and allowed her to continue.

 

"Since these new censorship laws, and since all of these new federal laws as part of that 'Sexual Freedom Charter' that have been enacted by a Liberal Government that has finally lived up to its name, I've been asked to paint some pictures for a showing here at the town hall, and I also have a contract to supply a second collection for an upmarket massage parlour in Sydney. Of course it goes without saying that they are going to be highly erotic, people used to call them pornographic, paintings. Naturally I'll need people with particular appeal for different types of paintings. Now it was your physique and those wonderful muscles you've begun to develop that first attracted me to you. You see I reckon that you are very strong with a physique muscular enough to help with an especially large canvas that I have in mind. Do you think you'd be able to pose for me?"

 

Now it was time to think about what was being asked of me, could there be another model involved? Of course there had to be otherwise why would she talk about my strength being important. Would I have to … could I if it was demanded of me, perform on request?

 

"I don’t know Mrs. ... er ... Caroline. I've never taken my clothes off in front of anybody since school."

 

Okay a little white lie maybe, but it was the truth until the recent encounters with my parents and that extraordinary encounter with Joanna Walsh and Kim Carver.

 

"Even in the boys showers I'm a little shy, unable to join in their childish games and show off the way they like to do. I guess they treated me like some kind of freak, which is often why I preferred showering at home if I couldn't get in and out first," I continued hardly even stammering any more. "It's just the way I was, or still am I guess. It's nobody's fault really, my parents were and still are very liberal in my upbringing. Not that it seemed to make any difference to the way girls treated me. I guess a lot of girls are like boys in that they don't seem to like boys who are fat and not what they would call 'spunky looking'. I mean when boys want to go out with girls looks come first and personality usually runs a distant second.

 

"Anyway, after a while I sort of gave up. I know my parents are happy that I'm with you, and they are more than willing to support whatever you decide to do. In fact they'd like an option on any painting or at least a print if it's not possible to buy the original," I said needing to talk as a way of taking my mind off her breasts, which were pretty much on display as she leaned forward gripping my shoulders. "But I suppose that rather depends on your showing and of course whether you manage to help me overcome my natural shyness?"

 

Caroline sat back in her chair, folded her arms underneath her chest and looked at me. "You certainly seem to have overcome your problems talking anyway, and that’s a start. Now all we need to worry about your is shyness when it comes to your body and any physical contact in public." She stood up, walked behind me and began to massage my shoulders. "The first thing you need to know is that Bill doesn't worry about what I get up to when he's away as long as no modelling takes place while he's here. He knows their has to be a certain amount of sexual contact and he won't stand in my way on that as long as I don't worry about his little affairs on his interstate trips."

 

Well that certainly gave me something to think about. Hell, I thought, maybe she does take some of her models to bed, maybe my parents were right. Then I saw her look at the expression on my face and realised that she’d been reading my mind.

 

"Do I take my models to bed and does he mind, is that what's going through your mind? Well the answer is yes to the first question and no to the second." She moved her fingers down over my ribs and began to massage my stomach, which was still a little fleshy, as she pressed her breasts into my shoulders. "Now you have to answer my question. Are you ready to take your clothes off?"

 

Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't, but I wanted to see her reaction to a negative response, so I shook my head.

 

She wasn't phased in the least she simply continued her questions. "Would you like me to take mine off, would you like to see me in the nude? Now please tell me the truth Justin, please."

 

Did I want to see her naked? I wanted that more than anything else in the world, but I didn't want to seem too eager so I took a several seconds to respond.

 

While she waited Caroline did what I had been half afraid of and moved her hands from my stomach and onto my semi-erect penis, which blossomed, into a full erection in a matter of seconds.

 

Now my stammering, which had all but disappeared, returned with a vengeance. "Yes I would," I finally managed as she took a firm grip of my cock. "I’ve seen plenty of pictures, videos and stuff as you would have probably guessed, but I've never seen the r-real thing close up one-on-one. I mean I went to the ten-pin bowl yesterday where the girls and women, and even some younger girls, were all but nude and that was an experience but I haven't been with a naked girl or even a naked woman where it's just the two of us."

 

Another little white lie of course, how could I tell her about my mother?

 

"That is with the exception of my mother, and that only through the almost see-through nighties she wears." My stammering and stuttering was so bad that that little speech which should have taken maybe thirty seconds took what was probably a conservative two and a half minutes.

 

"That's quite a speech for you Justin my sweet, and quite a piece of equipment if my fingers don't deceive me." She grinned as she maintained her grip. "Does my doing this embarrass you at all Justin? No don't answer that, your rather nervous stammering has already supplied the answer. And I truly am sorry you sweet boy, that really was the last thing I wanted to do."

 

I answered her anyway. "It ... it d-does a l-little I-I-I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'm just not used to this sort of familiar contact."

 

I was keeping up my little white lie of course. I guess I was getting used to it, but somehow having my penis handled by a classy lady like Caroline Herschfeldt made it seem like the first time. And I certainly didn’t want to tell her about the episode with Joanna Walsh and Kim Carver, something told me to keep that little piece of information to myself and maintain an air of total innocence.

 

Caroline rubbed my penis between her thumb and forefinger until it was practically bursting from my pants and she kept on rubbing until I pushed her fingers away.

 

"Well I'm sure you'll get used to it in time." She smiled and moved around to the front. It looked as though she was ready to take command, which she did. "All right, I will take my clothes off for you but not until you let me take your clothes off first." She stopped smiling, stood to attention with hands on hips and barked out an order. "NOW STAND UP!"

 

What else could I do? She was so dominant and demanding, I was meek, shy and submissive, almost like putty in her hands. And besides she wanted to see me naked, I wanted to see her naked, it seemed to be the perfect compromise. And who knew, maybe it would lead to... Well, a man can hope.

 

I did as ordered and watched as she took my runners and socks off and moved her hands to the waistband of my shorts. Now was the time if I was going to stop her, my heart was pounding and my penis was so hard it hurt. Then suddenly the shorts and briefs were gone and my hard-on was spearing the air like a telescopic aerial.

 

"Simply gorgeous. Oh Justin that is simply a work of art." Caroline Herschfeldt who was kneeling down helping me step out of my clothes looked suitably impressed. "I don't understand why you would want to hide a cock so beautiful." She gripped it in one hand and weighed my balls in the other. "Uuummm delectable! I think that if you agree to model for me young man that you will find the experience very enjoyable and, I should think, extremely enlightening. In fact I can pretty much guarantee you'll be in great demand."

 

That's not what I was thinking of at that moment. I was concentrating more on looking down the neck of her white blouse, trying to see if she was wearing a bra, concentrating on her wondrous thighs as the navy-blue mini skirt was stretched to its limits.

 

"Do you like them?"

 

I looked into her face as she began to stroke my erection with her right hand.

 

"My breasts, do you like them? What about my legs?" She gripped the hem of the skirt in her left hand and pulled it up and back against her waist as she gave me a full view of her panty clad hips. "Talk about my body Justin, describe how you feel about wanting to see it, tell me what it's like, what you’d like to do to it."

 

Just standing there naked with Caroline’s hand on my cock was bringing me near to a climax and she wasn't even sliding her hand up and down its length. If I didn’t do something soon I’d shoot my semen all over her, and while I didn't figure it would greatly upset her it would sure embarrass the hell out of me. So my relief was palpable when she stood up and moved back until she was standing beside her chair.

 

"Don’t worry about that." She pointed to my cock as she sat down. "We’ll get back to it later. Now start talking about me Justin. You have to learn, learn to be relaxed about sex, your body, your partners body, in fact the whole box and dice. Especially if your going to spend a lot of time here. Now being naked in front of me is a good start. Remember I paint highly erotic pictures that reek of eroticism, of lust, of good old-fashioned sex. And part of that whole scene is the earthy language, the risqué talk, and the smut that makes it all so much fun. That's why this sudden world-wide relaxation of censorship and the 'Sexual Freedom Charter' and all of its accompanying by-laws is so sensational."

 

Now this really was awkward, me naked and Caroline dressed. I mean it was all right for her but it wasn't easy for me to talk directly to a lady about her body? And especially a lady like Caroline who was just dripping with culture and class. "I suppose I like your legs and er..." I said finally putting my hands to my chest unable to say the words.

 

"Breasts Justin, breasts. Or you can call them tits or boobs if you like." She put her hands to the buttons of her blouse and began to undo them, and once undone she slipped the garment off and immediately reached behind her for the catches of her bra.

 

I was mesmerised, unable to take my eyes off them as she removed the bra and dropped it on top the discarded blouse. They were perfectly round, the pink areola was the size of a fifty-cent piece and an erect nipple crowned each one. "Ooh they … they're b-b-beautiful." I was close enough to touch them, but I didn't - not that I didn't want to - instead I kept my arms at a safe distance.

 

"Not good enough Justin. I'm not taking anything else off until you tell me what you think of my breasts."

 

I took a close look at them, knew what I wanted to say but the question was how to put it into words? Then I simply decided to put in the words she expected me to use. After all she was asking me to. Wasn't she? "I like your tits Caroline. They're so firm and round, and I just love those perky nipples that just beg to be ... to be..." Why couldn't I say it when I knew it was what she wanted to hear?

 

"Come on Justin, remember what I said."

 

I took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. "They make me want to f-f-fondle them." Her smile at those words almost immediately relaxed me. "They make me want to take the nipples in my mouth and suck them, maybe even bite them a little as I squeeze the tender flesh of each tit between my fingers. I feel as if I want to run my tongue over every inch of each one and circle the nipples with the very tip of my tongue. You know I kind of wonder what it would be like giving you a ... give you a titty-fuck. You know lay you down, grab your..."

 

"Yes I get the picture," she licked her lips, "and I like what you're drawing!" Caroline smiled as she stood hands on hips. "That means you must really must want to see my little pussy. Come on Justin!" She lifted her skirt up and rubbed herself through her panties. "I can see from your hard-on and all that pre-cum dripping from your cock just how much you want to but I need you to tell me."

 

"It's all I’ve ever dreamed of. Pictures and videos aren’t the same thing as seeing it in the flesh, and ever since I first laid eyes on you I've wanted to see you naked, wanted to see your ... er..." God I couldn't say the words, not pussy, and especially not cunt, after all it was one thing to think them and another thing entirely to say them.

 

"I want to see your vagina," I finally managed.

 

I stopped then hoping that would be enough. I should have known better.

 

"Oh come now, Justin you can do better than that. My mother, my grandmother and my aunties all have vaginas. If you can describe my breasts that way you can do the same with my vagina." She allowed her skirt to fall back in place and sat down with her knees primly together and her arms folded over her breasts. "I’m not even going to let you look at my breasts."

 

I thought about it for a moment. She was right, she knew she was right. More importantly I knew she was right. So I took a deep breath and went ahead. "Do you know why want to know why I want to see your CUNT Caroline? If I can't see it, I can't touch it. And if I can't do that and run my finger between the lips of your little slit I can't turn you on, and if I can't turn you on and get you all wet and horny then you won't want me to fuck my big cock all the way up your pussy. So Caroline would you please, please, please do us both a favour by undressing and spreading those pretty legs of yours so I can get a good look at your pussy!"

 

I was red in the face and embarrassed by using that sort of language, but I was satisfied that that was what Caroline wanted to hear and I sat back in my seat waiting for the woman's reaction.

 

"Oh wow, that good Justin, good. And just in case you don't realise it I am wet enough take all of your cock up my juicy cunt. All right I'll take them off, but first you'll have to answer a question. Have you ever or do you masturbate, and if so what sort of things make you want to play with yourself? For instance if I posed naked, would you masturbate over me if I asked you too? Would you feel comfortable spraying a load of cum all over my naked body?"

 

I was staggered. First my mother saw me wanking, then there was the blowjobs and then she had me spray my semen all over her. Now Caroline was talking about doing the same thing. My first reaction was to shake my head. "N-n-no I've..." But then the idea of denying it seemed too ridiculous for words so I nodded my head very slightly. "All right C-C-Caroline you win, sometimes I can't help it when I'm watching a movie or looking at a dirty magazine. I even do it reading erotic novels and while I'm dreaming. Wet dreams, isn't that a laugh? As to whether I'd do it in front of you, or cover you in cum while you were posing for me, I guess only time will tell."

 

Caroline got out of the chair and reached for the side of her skirt. "And you feel slightly ashamed because you've been taught by society that real men don't do that, right!" She allowed the skirt to drop to the floor and reached for both sides of her black panties as I nodded my head a little more convincingly this time. "What if I told you that one survey said that sixty eight percent of men did it at one time or another, or that another group of so called experts said that all men did it at some point in their lives, would that make a difference?" Her hands were still on the waistband of her panties as she watched me shake my head this time. She shook hers in response and I had the frustration of seeing her take her hands away from the waistband of her panties. "What about if I said that I masturbated and so, as far as I know, do the rest of my family, all of them. Parents, brothers and sisters." She walked over, stood directly in front of me and began to move her hips gently from side to side; the slight movement caused her breasts to sway just a little and like a chain reaction made my already huge penis grow even more.

 

Now I was more than a little bemused, nobody admitted that they played with themselves, it was an unwritten law, something you just never owned up to. But this woman ... this woman, like my mother, was turning all my ideals upside down and inside out. I wondered how long this had been going on. First had come the astonishing behaviour of my parents, that extraordinary Joanna Walsh, and now here was Caroline Herschfeldt taking my sexual world and shaking the life out of it (or maybe that should be shaking the life into it!). And tonight I was going out with Vikki Thompson, surely the same thing couldn’t...? No don’t be silly, I thought to myself still unable to believe that these things could happen to me that would be too much to ask for.

 

Caroline sat back down still dressed in her panties. "You know Justin all of my life I've been comfortable with my body and fascinated by other peoples, male or female. I've been curious about the erotic pleasures to be had. Sometimes, given the right setting and mood just looking at another naked male or female or seeing a couple making love can be a sensual experience or a real turn-on. Even knowing that someone is mentally undressing me, like you were Justin can be stimulating especially if I've been teasing him, or even her, a little.

 

"I don't preach sexual attitudes, I don't dictate the way people should behave and I don't expect them to dictate to me. My husband and I remain a happy couple because we know each other's desires and were honest enough to tell each other from the beginning. Honest enough to admit that we desired other people sexually. Honest enough to admit that sex was fun, and that love came from the heart not Bill's cock or my pussy."

 

God where had I heard that before? From my parents that's where, and now from Caroline. Would I get the same thoughts from Vikki? I certainly hoped so, I looked down at my erection, at the foreskin that circled the knob halfway down and pulled it the rest of the way off the head.

 

Caroline looked at my erection, and at her own panties before continuing. "Just because I'm standing here almost naked and turning you on, and your naked and doing the same for me means only that we'll have a good time for as long as these feelings lasts." She grabbed my cock again - a dangerous thing to do under the circumstances - and gave it a couple of friendly little tugs. "I could do that and make you climax, or I could have passionate sex with you and say I love you while your cock is deep in my cunt and one or both of us climaxed, but all it would mean was that I loved you while you were fucking me!" She gave my penis another couple of tugs. "Do you know how many of these and how many pussies I’ve painted over the years? Do you know many cocks I've fucked and how many cunts Bill has fucked?"

 

I shook my head.

 

"Neither do I. And as far as how many people Bill and I have fucked we don't know that either. And it doesn't matter, nor do the erotic pictures or the desire to take a model to bed, because at the end of the day I'll still love Bill and he'll still be my husband. And just in case you're wondering, yes Bill still loves me despite his passionate little flings on those interstate trips."

 

I was just beginning to get some idea of what I was letting myself in for and starting to relish the prospect. I looked at her legs, at the wisp of panty that hid her cunt - there was that word popping into my mind again - from view. Her legs were so long, so slender, so beautiful and I wanted desperately to feel them, touch them, and enjoy the thrill of having them wrapped around me.

 

Caroline saw me looking and smiled. "Start from my feet and work your way up, when you reach my panties you may take them off."

 

I knelt down so that both knees were touching the carpet, and my erection was sticking out in a slightly upward direction as I touched each leg above her ankle and slowly moved upwards. "They feel so silky smooth, and when I touch them with the tips of my fingers I can feel a little electricity." My fingers quickly went to the softer flesh of her thighs. "There’s no feeling like it, knowing that I'm getting ever closer to ... to...” I looked up at Caroline. "And when my hands stop shaking and I get closer to ... closer to your...” Even though I'd said it before Caroline had to help me out, again.

 

"Come on Justin! You said it before you can say it again. If you can't say pussy, or cunt, or even slit or twat at least say vagina if you can't use the vulgar but far more exciting terms. Just don't use that awful word quim, it makes a woman's sex sound like piece of fish. Really it doesn't matter what you call it as long as the word pleases you and doesn't offend your partner." She thought for a second and smiled. "Or partners!" She grabbed my hands and pushed them up near the crotch of her panties. "If you stick a finger just under the leg band you’ll feel a little pubic hair. Does that get you a little excited?"

 

I carefully pushed a finger underneath and felt the hidden flesh of her thigh and the light smattering of pubic hair. To me this was exciting, my mother on her own and then with dad had been an experience I’d never forget. But this was a woman, who was a complete stranger, and here we were playing sexual games - there really was no other way to describe it - on just my second visit to her house.

 

"I just... I just ... er ... can't believe it, I can feel your hair, your ... er  ... cunt, but it would be better--" I looked up at Caroline "--if I could see the whole thing. I've wanted to see you naked ever since I first saw you, I'll admit that. Well you as good as told me that you knew that already, I want to see you nude because you're so beautiful, with perfect legs, tits that would be so firm, so wonderful to touch, and your pussy of course which I just know is going to be absolutely delicious and so wonderfully fuckable."

 

She looked down at me then and moved my hands to the waistband of her panties. "After a build up like that how could I refuse, slip them off me a little at a time."

 

I slowly began to ease her panties down. First there was her sparse pubic hair, almost the same colour as the her ash blonde shoulder length hair and that was exciting enough. But when I pulled them further down and saw the perfect slit of her exquisite pussy I was in heaven.

 

She stepped out of them, ordered me to stand up, placed both hands around my neck, gripped me firmly and put a leg around my waist. "Hold me by my bottom Justin and lift me up."

 

It seemed obvious even to me what was going to happen but I Just couldn’t help myself. "Are we going to, am I going to...?"

 

"Listen Justin, you know you’re a virgin and I know you’re a virgin. Now I reckon we both know that you won't be of any use as a model if you’re lacking in sexual education, so I consider it my responsibility to teach you. After all you'll be spending many long hours engaged in some kind of sexual activity in this house and the more experience you’ve got the better. Besides which I need to know precisely how strong you are."

 

Chapter 12: Sweet Caroline

 

I needed no coaxing. It was like a dream come true, an early Christmas present. I put one hand on each cheek of her sexy bottom and lifted her easily into the air. Then as she gripped my waist with her other leg and held me loosely with her fingertips around my neck I looked at her vagina. The purest, prettiest pearl of the female treasure trove was right in front of me in all its naked glory while the smallest distance away and pressing up between her buttocks was my huge erection which belonged in that delightful little slit.

 

"Now you should be able to take one hand away and slot this colossus of a cock home." She pushed herself away slightly and lowered herself just enough. "Oh this is going to be good." She smiled, poised as she was over the head of my cock. "I've been fucked by some good-sized cocks but nothing anywhere near the size of this fellow. You do realize don’t you--" she grinned "--that you belong in the 'Guinness Book of Records'. I mean most men don't have cocks that size let alone a young man of 17."

 

"I guess I never really thought about it Mrs. ... er ... Caroline. Maybe Nature was just being kind to me."

 

I grabbed my erection and pointed it at the opening. Finally after all this time it was going to happen and from a most unexpected source. I watched in awe as Caroline positioned herself perfectly and slotted her pussy - it was a word that seemed like a good compromise - over my cock with a single smooth movement.

 

"Oohhh my Lord you can say that again."

 

I didn't. But I did say, "I don't know if I can... Caroline I think we'd better keep still, unless you want me to ... that is unless you want me to climax now?" The thrill of seeing half of my 11-inches actually in her pussy was almost too much and so was the pressure as her tight opening wrapped itself around my massive shaft.

 

She laughed, not at me I could sense that, but as a gentle reminder that she wasn't inexperienced in these things. "If you do you do, it wouldn't be the first time and I don't suppose it'll be the last." She looked down to where we were joined, then at me before she began to move slowly on and off my cock taking an extra inch each time. "Mmmm that feels so good, oohhhh yeesss Justin I just love it. Do you? How does it feel, my cunt bouncing on and off your cock. I want to feel you penetrate me, feel it going all the way in, feel like I'm filled up with that massive weapon of yours."

 

I was almost past the point of no return, about to come. "Oh Caroline this is incredible, wonderful, I've never fucked anyone before." I held her steady, allowed the cheeks of her bottom to rest in my large hands as I fucked her continually with the 6 or 7-inches already inside. Then the telltale signs began as I leaned across and sucked her left breast into my mouth. "Ohh oohhh ooohhhh, Caroline it's too late I'm coming, I'm coming, I'M COOMMMIIIINNNNNG!!!"

 

Well that was something I didn't think I'd ever be capable of, she'd done that much for me. I held her firmly and changed her position just slightly so that my cock could brush against her clit as I pushed my cock deep until it pushed hard against and almost past her cervix before I shot my load.

 

I took a hand off her exquisite bottom and pinched and stroked and massaged her clitoris while I shot six successive jets of cum into the depths of her vagina.

 

"Oohh, oohh fuck no cock has ever been that far up me before. When you do that to me it doesn't matter whether you come quickly or not." She pushed her tits hard against me and we kissed passionately before she pulled her head back and smiled. "Walk me into the lounge room darling, I think your sex education is just beginning."

 

What else could I do? Even if the fuck didn't satisfy her I was ecstatic with it, prepared to do anything especially after what she'd done for me. I walked her into the lounge, my penis as hard as ever, held her still and began to thrust my cock in and out of her. I was waiting for what was now the usual reaction. Of course I got it!

 

"Hey! Just what is going on here young man? We're suppose to be getting to the next stage of your education and yet you're still as hard as ever and still fucking me."

 

"I'm sorry Caroline, I just thought that ... well maybe I didn't satisfy you when I came so quickly. But if you'd like me to...?" I started to withdraw.

 

She pushed herself against me and started to laugh. "Just you leave your cock where it belongs. Right now I like it better in my pussy than my mouth."

 

I dug my fingers hard into her buttocks as I held her steady and began to fuck her with ruthless pounding strokes, building up a head of steam as my huge cock penetrated to the very depths of her vagina and almost into her womb. Every stroke was in to the hilt and out to the tip. I fucked her with all the strength and stamina at my disposal, until finally she couldn’t take any more.

 

"Ooohhh, uuhhmmm Justin this is so good, so, so fucking good but can you slow down. Fuck me with the tip, and do it nice and gently while you finger my clit. Can you do that?"

 

I moved my left hand across to the centre of her backside, took my right hand away and began to gently rub her firm little button. All the while I was looking at my cock with the little velvet glove of her pussy wrapped around it and thinking how good it felt, how lucky I was. Easing my cock out until just the head was inside I began to fuck her gently and easily with the first couple of inches as I massaged her clit with the thumb of my right hand while toying enthusiastically with her pubic hair.

 

"Oh God I don’t think your going to need to much education." She squeezed her pussy around my cock on the strength of the feelings that were about to flood through her whole body. "Oh fuck here it comes Justin, number one and I always have two close together. OH OOHH, OOOHHH JUSTIN! OH FUCK, OHH FUUCCCKKK, OOHHH FUUUCCCCKKKKK!" She screamed as her juices dribbled out and onto my cock. "You know--" she continued "--I haven't had a fuck like this since..." She looked at me and forced herself all the way onto my cock. "Matter-of-fact I can't remember ever getting fucked like this before. You know I reckon that when Michael Douglas was talking about the 'fuck of the century' in that film 'Basic Instinct' this was the sort of fuck he was referring to. Now start really fucking me, I want to feel your balls slapping against my arse, and I want to feel my cunt being filled up with every inch of your cock. I want to feel your cock banging my cervix so hard it'll feel as if it's trying to break through to my womb."

 

"But won't that hurt?"

 

"Yes. But it will be a good hurt. NOW FOR HEAVENS SAKE FUCK ME!"

 

This time I decided that it was my turn to be still, so I took her hips in both hands and began to quite literally fuck my penis with her vagina. Then as I felt the approaching climax I began to meet my downward movement of her body with an upthrust of my cock. "I think I won't be long Mrs. ... er ... Caroline. I'm, here it comes. I'm coming again. OOHH, OOOHHH FUUCCCKKKK!"

 

"And not before time too because ... oh good heavens. Now you hold still young man, take a loose grip and let me bounce on and off this amazing cock of yours."

 

And boy did she bounce, mesmerising me with her breasts bouncing to their own rhythm on her chest and the sight of her cunt slipping on and off my cock at high speed. "Oh that’s it I'm coming again, I hope you're ready to come too Justin."

 

I nodded my head. "Here it comes. Can you feel it Caroline?" I asked as another six squirts of semen shot into her pussy.

 

She nodded her head out of sheer exhaustion before I allowed my decidedly limp penis to flop out. She grabbed a sheet from an ironing basket that stood nearby. "Put me down now." She spread the sheet out and lay down with her legs spread. "You know what I want you to do now Justin? I want you to lick my pussy." She smiled up at me. "I do hope Justin, that you're not one of those young men who are scared of their own semen."

 

I grinned, I was feeling a lot more confident and self-assured now that I'd rid myself of my virgin status and had fucked her twice. "Oh I don't think so, I've read enough books and seen enough movies and magazines to know what a woman needs now. And besides it's not as if this'll be the first time I've tasted my own semen."

 

She smiled at me as she waited. "Then let's get to it, the quicker we both get a taste the better." She ran a finger along the length of her slit, inserted it almost all the way in, pulled it out and licked it off. "Uuummm, salty but nice. I think you'll like it when you taste it."

 

I lay down the opposite way knowing instinctively that she would want to suck my cock at the same time as I was licking out her pussy. I allowed my fingertips to stroke across her pubic hair, down between her legs and across the contours of her labia. And as my index finger found her cleft I eased it inside and felt it become instantly wet from our combined juices.

 

She moaned as I discovered her clitoris with my thumb and began kneading it. "Oh yes Justin yes, oh you really are a natural Justin, keep using your finger like that, but use your tongue as well."

 

She moaned even more as I moved my head closer, gripped her ankles and spread her legs wide apart. Her pussy was lovely, and just the smell of sex was enough to make me want to lick her out. And that was something I had mum to thank for, the experience she'd given me in sucking pussy. By using my thumb on her clitoris I was able to spread Caroline's outer lips with my fingers and make room for my tongue. I didn't push it though, and as I felt my cock being taken into her mouth I gently ran my tongue along the inner folds of her vagina while rubbing her hard little clit with my thumb. And she loved it, the way she pushed her hips up into the air wanting me to penetrate deeper into her moist pussy telling me just how much.

 

I didn't stay there for long though. It seemed to me that - inexperienced as I was - women liked to be teased, liked to be brought to a sexual crescendo. And that's exactly what I planned to do. I teased her by taking my fingers away and removing my tongue so that I was barely touching the swollen scarlet flesh, then I began to lick again, not the opening itself but the surrounding area, careful always to avoid the salty mixture of her juices and my own. Then suddenly with inspiration born out of total innocence I used my tongue on the area between her bottom and her pussy. Digging my massive fingers into the pink moons of flesh I spread the cheeks wide and lapped sensitively at her perfect star shaped anus as it winked at me invitingly from the crack of her bottom.

 

Suddenly I felt Caroline take her mouth off my cock, which had been in her mouth from the moment I started playing with her pussy. "Oohhh w-w-wow, you are going to drive me crazy before this afternoon is over." She brought her legs still further back and lifted her rump towards my face. "Ohhh Justin you’re born to please women, somewhere some girl is going to have all her dreams and fantasies come true." She grinned back at me just as she was about to take my cock back in her mouth. "But when you do find that girl I hope that you'll still have time for poor women like me." She gave my cock a lick as she spoke in breathless admiration. "Heavens above! I just can't believe that your cock became this hard this quickly."

 

I listened to all the compliments before I felt Caroline take me in her mouth again, felt her masturbate me in the same sort of fashion my mother did. And at the same time I took my tongue away from her gorgeous arse and licked my way back to the waiting cleft of her vagina where I forced my tongue deep into its velvety folds.

 

Time after time I pushed, and each time I pushed it was with more effort as I sucked out more and more of our combined love juice. And each time she bucked harder against my face than the time before, each time she squeezed my face between her thighs as she approached another orgasm.

 

Caroline was so fired up she took her mouth off my cock again, this time though she kept masturbating it. "Justin I love it, I loved it when we fucked, now I love your tongue in my cunt." Caroline thrust herself against me with shameless desire, eager to come again and again. "Do it for me, use your tongue until you've licked me clear of every drop of juice."

 

She pushed up as I grabbed her bottom again and mashed her pussy into my face. Then, as I was gripping her buttocks in my hands, a finger slipped to the anal entrance and gave me the idea of poking two fingers gently at her arse. This had, under the circumstances, a not unexpected result.

 

"Well don't just tickle it push them in, but lubricate them first, and be gentle Justin." She reached down and moved my fingers back to her vaginal entrance where she pushed herself against them; this also had the effect of pushing her pussy harder against my face.

 

I used my thumbs to separate the labia and my tongue on her clit as I pressed my fingers into her cleft. Then as I moved them back to her bottom she pushed herself up against my face in a raw display of sexual hunger.

 

"My god Justin I think I'm going to need all my willpower when you're here modelling for me." She placed her hand over mine and felt for the two fingers that I was placing against her bottom and added, "I think they’ll be ready now."

 

I placed them between the cheeks of her backside and gently pushed. I couldn’t see my fingers because I was still tonguing her cunt, but I could hear the moans of satisfaction and that was more than enough to encourage me to push again until both fingers moved past her sphincter and slid inside.

 

"Oh that's it Justin, keep doing it, keep plugging my arse with your fingers. Keep your tongue working on me, push it into my pussy crack, try and fuck me with it while your fingers are penetrating my bottom. Do it Justin, do it, the way you move your fingers gently in and out makes me want to come again and again."

 

And I loved it too, I didn't care that my cock wasn't receiving any attention, I was far too wrapped up in Caroline's pussy and bottom to even think about it. Then I felt her climax again and tasted the fresh juices that flooded onto my tongue as her vagina thrust against my face.

 

All of this was beginning to make me wonder all sorts of things, not the least of these was the thought of what anal sex would be like caused by the excitement she displayed as I pushed my fingers up her bottom to the third knuckle.

 

Caroline pressed her nude body up against me and came one last time. "You are one astonishing young man, nobody has made come three times that quickly. Uuuhhhmmmm! That's it darling use your tongue, lap those sweet juices from my pussy."

 

She wiggled her cute bottom against me as she took my cock back into her mouth even as she kept masturbating it. Harder and harder she worked as she pressed her pussy into my face and wiggled her bottom against the firm grip of my hands. Finally she made me come, sensed it and allowed me to climax deep in her throat.

 

Neither of us said anything, well we couldn't really, not seeing as how our mouths were so well occupied.

 

Caroline it was though who was first to speak when we were done and she’d allowed me to roll off her. "We'll clean up with the sheet and I'll show you some pictures. There's one in the formal lounge across the passageway and the rest are upstairs."

 

Chapter 12: Show And Tell!

 

We walked out of one door and straight through another into a room simply furnished with a leather lounge suite, a glass coffee table, bar and a library of books. I was relaxed now being nude together with Caroline, and it seemed perfectly natural to me considering the time we'd just spent making love. Maybe that was something good my mother and this wonderful woman were doing for me.

 

I moved forward and took a closer look at the picture Caroline was talking about. It was a naked Caroline reclining on the three-seater couch. Her right arm was stretched along the length of the backrest and she was holding a glass of something, probably wine. Her left was laying flat on the closer leg, which was stretched flat while her right was bent at the knee. A closer inspection showed that Caroline's pussy wasn't clearly defined, however her lovely breasts were. Painted in clear and precise detail they looked almost as stunning as the real thing. This quite clearly wasn't one of the pictures that caused any trouble but it was certainly an erotic picture with Caroline looking directly at the viewer her tongue peeping from the side in a decidedly lascivious smile.

 

"Naturally we had to use a photograph for that one, it's a little difficult to pose for your own picture."

 

"Was this picture Bill's idea?"

 

"Yes it was, and would you believe that it was his idea to hang it up in here for the viewing of anybody who wants to see it. You see he not only wants people to see what I look like now, he wants to remind people of how attractive I was as a young woman when we get older."

 

I thought for a few seconds and looked at Caroline as she held my hand. "You must have thought of the same thing for Bill?"

 

"Of course I have, he's got to be naked like me and I want it to hang alongside mine. But it's like talking to a brick wall, I can't convince him no matter how hard I try. He wants to distance himself from my work and he considers that if I get him to pose for me it'll result in a change of lifestyle and ruin his business career." She let go of my hand, walked behind me, pressed herself fully against me and grabbed my cock in both hands. "I also think he's too scared that I'll paint him with a hard-on."

 

I looked over my shoulder. "Would you?"

 

She paused for a couple of seconds as she turned me around and kissed me passionately on the lips. "Of course not, at least not for hanging up in this room. But for one in our bedroom, now that's a different story. He's got a magnificent cock, shorter than yours but thicker. It would be a wonderful way to paint him, the only way to do him justice."

 

She stopped momentarily and began to climb up my body as one hand went to my cock. "God I just can’t believe it!" And before I realised it her legs were wrapped around my waist and my 11-inches was once more embedded in her pussy. "Twice already you've cum in my cunt, once in my mouth and here you are with your cock once again back where it belongs. Uuummmm!"

 

She looked down as she moved herself on and off my cock several times before settling with it deep in the heart of her pussy. "That’s better, you know I think fucking you this way is just sensational." She looked as if a thought had just occurred to her as she began to fuck herself with my cock. "You know, on reflection it might be a good idea to have a woman or a young girl in the picture for the bedroom, not me though. I think it would be too much fun watching him with another to even consider using myself." She kissed me again. "Now walk me upstairs, I'll show you the rest of the paintings."

 

My fourth - I could hardly believe it myself - erection and my natural strength helped carry her easily upstairs. It was a marvellous feeling for me having her hanging onto me as she bounced on the full length of my massive weapon, pressing her tits into my chest.

 

"Their are five more of my pictures, three hanging up in our bedroom and two in the spare bedroom I use as a studio." She told me to go to the studio first, and as she bounced on the end of my cock she reached for and opened the door. "Oohhh I think you might find these two pictures a little different. Close your eyes and keep them closed until I say ready Justin."

 

She walked me over to the wall on the right where her movements told me that she had leant down and slightly to the side to pick up a pair of cloths. Having done this she reached up apparently to cover the pictures. This accomplished she instructed me to turn around and stand at a forty-five degree angle. I waited patiently until at her direction I opened my eyes and watched her pull the first cloth away.

 

Hanging on the wall was a picture of a very attractive dark haired woman standing high in the irons of a magnificent looking stallion bucking high on it's front legs, she was arching back on a long reign and she was naked. It was an astonishing picture and the girl was clearly enjoying herself.

 

"Fuck me dead! Oh wow, that is incredible. How on earth did you manage to paint a picture like that? The woman on the stallion must have posed, did she?"

 

"Yes. Friends of mine own a couple of horses. It was simple enough to get their permission to let her ride one. She's an expert horsewoman so I was able to get her to make the horse kick its hind legs. For that I had to take photos, the rest of it was done while she posed on the horse in it's paddock. It took me three one-hour sessions to get the general outline correct. Once that was done I was able to work with her in the studio."

 

But even that picture paled into insignificance for me when Caroline pulled a hastily attached cover from the second picture.

 

"Oh Caroline, that is just breathtaking, awe-inspiring."

 

The painting was like something I'd never seen before. It was a huge erect penis rising out of a pair of testicles in the bottom left hand corner to halfway up the right side of the picture. Sitting astride the penis and sliding towards the testes were two naked girls both of whom were having a marvellous time. The single thing that was different in these paintings as compared to the one of Caroline and the girl on the stallion was that the girl’s vaginas were clearly defined.

 

Caroline then pointed towards the other wall, and I turned side-on so that we could both see and I saw a huge black curtain dividing the room into two. "On the other side of that curtain is the studio where I do my work. Their's a painting on an easel in there that's almost finished, you may as well have a look at that before we head to my bedroom."

 

The studio was like that of any other painter. A couple of easels, a long bench that was literally covered with tubes of paint, jars of water colours, various charcoals and pencils, cloths, sponges and brushes of all kinds. Lying on an old couch was a number of canvas bags that presumably contained several completed works. On one of two easels was the nearly completed work Caroline was talking about, or at least it looked that way to me. It was a picture of a naked man and a girl under the shower. The young girl's naked outline could be seen through a shower curtain, The man was in the foreground was about to enter the shower, he was standing side-on to show off his erect penis.

 

"My brother Paul and an old girlfriend of mine. He’s married, but his wife wouldn't pose for the picture so she recommended finding someone else. She was even in the background watching while they posed for the picture and thought nothing of it."

 

"You mean this sort of thing is regular. Didn't his wife mind him posing with another girl, didn't your brother get a little embarrassed at having an erection in front of you." I was genuinely surprised that such a thing was possible. Though from Caroline's behaviour I guessed that I shouldn't have been.

 

"Why should he, it never worried us during all those times in the bathroom when we were growing up. And you have to remember that this was in the times before incest was legal like it is now. Not that we were practicing at that stage you understand. Now take me to my bedroom Justin, we can lie down, talk and have a look at three more paintings." She looked down between us to where my penis, which was as hard as ever, was still inside her. "No sex though." She saw my disappointment. "Good test, we'll just talk."

 

As I walked her into their luxurious bedroom the first picture that struck me was one above the bed, it was a simple picture of a naked old man sat on a stool. He looked proud, not the least embarrassed. He had a kind of simple dignity that was difficult to describe.

 

"That's my Grandfather. He's dead now, he was such a lovely old man. He used to pose for hours and never complain."

 

At her request I walked us to the wall opposite the bed and looked at the other two paintings.

 

"That one." She pointed to the one on the left. "Is my youngest sister Valerie. If I can talk her into it, and I have no doubt that I will because she’s a little slut, you might just get to pose with her, which means, naturally, that you'll get to have sex with her."

 

She was facing the front, legs spread unselfconsciously, looking directly at the painter and therefore the viewer. She was a young tousle-haired blonde with green eyes, and the biggest breasts I had ever seen. She also had a cheeky grin that indicated a bubbly personality with a great love of life.

 

It was just beginning to occur to me that modelling with someone like her could be a very pleasurable experience when the other painting took my eye. It was of two naked women and a fully clothed man. One of the women was the same blonde, the other women had similar features and similar colouring to Caroline, both had very full figures and both were very attractive so it seemed logical for me to assume they were both Caroline’s sisters. One, the blonde, was in a bath with water that barely covered her legs and therefore failed to hide her pussy or breasts while the other was standing in the shower entrance a surprised grin on her face and her figure in full view.

 

"That was a picture of an event that actually happened. The one in the bath is of course the same buxom big-titted Valerie while the other one is my other sister Tara, she's the middle of the three of us. The guy was her boyfriend, he came to the door to take her out but she was running a little late and was still in the shower, so we told him to go up and see her, maybe help her get ready if she needed it."

 

"You mean you deliberately set him up knowing that Valerie was...?"

 

"Oh no it wasn’t deliberate," she bounced a few times on my erection as she sensed it starting to wilt after being up for such a long time, "though if we'd thought about it we may have done it anyway. It wasn't until my youngest brother Michael said that Valerie was having a bath at the same time that we realised. Not that we tried to stop him mind you, no we just followed him and waited for his reaction which was highly amusing. You see it was him that screamed and not Valerie, she made him go in when he went to back out and she called Tara out of the shower telling her that he had arrived. I didn't have the idea for the picture until they became engaged, and I only suggested it as a joke later on. Tara said she was willing if Valerie was and when she said yes, which was never in doubt, he had no choice." She kissed me briefly. "Now put me on the bed, we'll lie next to one another and see if we can refrain from any sort of sexual contact while we tell each other our stories. You first of course Justin."

 

I lay on the bed with Caroline next to me, there was about two inches between us. "The first thing you have to understand - er - Caroline is that it wasn't the fault of my parents. They were very modern with my upbringing and didn't try to hide things from me. I got to read books and magazines, look at any DVDs and videos and my parents were far from shy when it came to their dress and their behaviour around the house.

 

"Maybe they weren't free to the extent that your family were, but they were liberal enough. I think it was just me, a fat, shy, 16-year-old boy nervous around girls and scared of the human body, especially my own."

 

I was lying on my back and my cock was starting to soften as I relaxed and got involved in the telling of my story.

 

"At the school socials, we're encouraged to take a partner, and my parents would say what harm was there in asking because the law of averages was bound to work in my favour if I asked often enough. So I did ask, enthusiastically at first, until the laws of frustration took over. The girls would laugh or say they already had a partner even when they didn't because they were waiting for certain boys to ask them. Boys who were leaders of the playground gangs, heroes of the sporting teams or who just had that natural charisma that made them attractive to girls."

 

Caroline looked across with an understanding smile. "At that age beauty is only skin deep, to resurrect a tired old cliché, girls are only interested in boys who are physically attractive or come from the right group." Then her expression changed to one of quizzical interest. "But I'll bet you only asked the girls who were attractive, at least first off. Am I right?”

 

I thought for a moment not wanting to give the answer that I knew was the truth, but eventually decided that I had no choice and nodded my head.

 

"You see the pretty girls only wanted the real hunks, 'the coolest guys' I think is the expression they use. The guys only want to go with the prettiest girls, 'the cool chicks' it's good to be seen with." She turned on her side and looked at me. "Where does that leave the not so cool, not so pretty girls that nobody wants to ask. I'll bet that when you finally got around to asking one of the not so attractive girls out they said no didn't they?"

 

I nodded again. Caroline had succeeded in deflating my ego after managing very successfully to build it up during the afternoon. "They told me second best wasn't good enough, that they'd rather not go than go with me." I looked at her body, at her left breast that was almost touching my chest, and at her sparse pubes that were a slightly lighter colour than her ash blonde hair. I wanted to touch her again, touch every lovely inch of that soft ripe flesh, but I knew I couldn’t. "I guess I've just learned a lesson haven't I Caroline?"

 

"Without feeling too badly about it I hope. If it makes you feel any better, as a young girl similar to the one's you asked I would always say no to the 'dorks' as we called them, because I knew the 'hunks' would always ask me out. So if you learnt like I did then it's not too late, now continue with your story."

 

"Well their's not really much more to tell. I couldn't do much about my shyness but I could do something about my body, so I began a proper diet as defined by my doctor and started to run and exercise regularly. Now I'm working on my bashful nature with the help of a better physique and my family," I brushed a hand gently against Caroline’s right cheek, "and you of course. How could I forget what you've done for me today, how you let me make love to you twice, not to mention the delightful taste of your pussy while you took me in your mouth. I guess it's safe to say that you've gone a long way towards curing me in just two days."

 

"As long as you don't confuse sex and lust, fucking and being horny with love. This is fun, a good time, the best of all indoor sports according to your parents painting, but don't interpret it as anything else. Bill is my love, my lifelong partner, and he will be the father of my children when we're ready."

 

"And will you bring up your children with the same principles?"

 

"Why not? I was brought up in the same way."

 

To me it seemed to be the perfect introduction to her story and so it proved as she continued straight into it.

 

"My parents taught me that there was nothing wrong with the human body. I was one of three girls and three boys. The girls shared one bedroom and the boys another which was fair enough. There was only one bathroom though, with a bath and separate shower. Family circumstances never allowed that to change so with that state of affairs and with eight of us vying for time in the bathroom my parents made the decision that we didn't worry about who was in the shower or the bath or using the toilet as long as we were only peeing. It wasn't unusual in such situations to see one or the other of my brothers, sometimes even my father, with an erection, especially when they were in the bath and one of us girls had come out of the shower and was drying off. And after a while it seemed the most natural thing in the world."

 

"You mean nobody minded that you saw each other like that, that you...?"

 

"Why should they? It only becomes important to people if you make a big fuss about it. I was even able to talk my brother Geoffrey, he's the oldest of all of us, into letting me watch him masturbate if I agreed to let him touch my cunt. It was a bit of fun, but it was quickly forgotten, as were the several boys who got into my panties in those early years."

 

I was staggered, if it hadn't been for my own parents and there behaviour towards me it would have been difficult to imagine a house with the free and easy attitude Caroline's had. "I can't believe that a family could be so liberal with each other, and so nonchalant about the human body and it's functions!"

 

"It wasn't just family either."

 

There was a slight glint in her eye that told me that a special story was coming up.

 

"When I was about 15 I used to hang around with a group, there were six of us who were regulars, three girls and three boys. We used a shed in one of the boy's backyards that had been fitted out for his use. It had a table, several chairs, a ghetto blaster and most important several packs of playing cards. Occasionally an extra kid, usually a girl, would drop in provided they knew the secret name of the club."

 

"What name was that?"

 

"D-U-N-D, dund. It was a name made of the first letters of an expression we found suitable. Dresses up knickers down. Now before you say anything, yes everybody knows that knickers as in women's underwear is spelt with a 'K' but we took advantage of the 'K' being silent to use the letter 'N', hence the acronym.

 

"I guess it all sounds a little silly now, but at the time it was deadly serious. I mean you can imagine what we were like, we were all about the same age, and because the boys always wanted to play strip poker we were careful about who else apart from the regulars could drop in. Not that I was exceptionally paranoid about it because as I've said, with my upbringing it didn't bother me.

 

"Of course when we played we usually played until everyone was naked and then stopped. That, as you'd expect, was always going to be enough for us girls as I think you could probably guess. But, as you would expect, it was never going to be enough for the boys, and when we began teasing them about their erections they - quite naturally - got embarrassed. Of course that only lasted until one night when the boys issued the inevitable challenge."

 

I should have known but I simply couldn't help but show my ignorance. "And what was that?"

 

Caroline didn't have to answer, the sexy laughter that followed my question was enough to help me to understand, but she did anyway. "They dared the first naked girl and the first naked boy to fuck in front of everybody. Well you know how it is, the first couple of times the other two girls were a little nervous about the idea and said no even though I was willing to go along with it. The boys of course were in complete agreement and persistent calls of 'chicken' and 'scaredy-cats' eventually won the day."

 

Caroline sat up, pulled her knees up to her chest, and wrapped her arms around her calves causing all her charms to be hidden from view. She looked at me for a long five seconds before she spoke again as she continued to hug her knees to her breasts. "I'll give you one guess who the girl was?"

 

I didn’t need to answer and instead nodded in her direction.

 

"As luck would have it my partner was the boy who lived there. He was the same age as me. Well I don't know if you can imagine having your first fuck with an audience of two girls and two boys, I mean talk about scary." She reached down and grabbed my hand. "Then his mother caught us!"

 

I couldn't help it, my reaction to the story was quite something, fifty percent shock and fifty percent excitement. "Y-Y-You mean that you were doing it when she walked in, and all the others were naked as well?"

 

It wasn't until Caroline nodded her head then that I realised just how different our upbringing had been. That my own even with the open lifestyle of my parents was really quite sheltered when compared to the life Caroline had lived. And how lucky had that boy been to have had the opportunity to fuck Caroline in such a situation and at such a young age.

 

"She'd opened the shed door because we hadn't been able to hear her call out over the sound of the music playing. Well she hit the roof of course and all hell broke loose. She told all the parents, especially mine.

 

"I think because I'd been the girl that was getting fucked she thought my parents would be especially outraged. But as I've told you my parents were very progressive, not to mention realistic which was why they put me on the pill as soon as I got my first period. So my parents put it back on them by asking her and her husband what they expected young people like us to do.

 

"I guess what did surprise my parents though was that there was an audience." She lay back down again, placed her hands behind her head on the pillow and turned to look at me as she spread herself out.

 

Most of the time I looked directly at Caroline, occasionally though my gaze was drawn to her body. From her breasts with the dilated nipples that were a clear indication that she was still turned on, over her navel and slim hips until finally my gaze halted at her pussy, clearly visible at the junction of her spread thighs.

 

"Given the circumstances and the banning of any further activity in this boy’s shed..." Caroline stuck her finger under my chin and lifted it up from its fixed position staring at her sex. "Now come on Justin, I know that in your a cunt is the eighth wonder of the world and that seeing a naked woman in the flesh is still a novelty for you. However I would like you to look directly at me when I'm talking to you."

 

Suitably embarrassed I apologised as my stammer returned with a vengeance. "S-S-Sorry C-Caroline but y-y-you're s-so attractive it ... it's h-hard not to."

 

She took one arm away from behind her head, reached across and slipped it beneath mine as she began to comfort me. "It's okay Justin, I do understand and I should be flattered, so I promise not to get too upset if your gaze slips a little. Now where was I?"

 

"The banning of any activity in the boy’s shed."

 

"Oh yes, well my father decided that there wasn't really any harm in what happened and that it would be better in a controlled situation. So he built me a shed." She waited for a response, and got it.

 

"You mean he did that knowing that you and the others were going to continue with what you were doing in the other shed?"

 

"Of course, surely you can understand that after what I've told you about the sexual freedom in our family. My parents just wanted to make sure we took the proper precautions. You know condoms and the like."

 

"So your parents allowed you to play strip poker and make love to any number of boys in a shed in your own backyard?”

 

"And why not, I mean there was no real harm in it. Mum even put condoms on the shopping list as double protection just in case some of the other girls wanted to fuck and weren't on the pill. And yes all of the girls did eventually fuck all of the boys, turning most evenings into a mini-orgy that both Tara and Valerie sometimes found themselves unable to resist. Now let's go down stairs and have a drink."

 

Ten minutes later we were sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee, Caroline was in a dressing gown and I was dressed. "Your welcome to stay for dinner," said Caroline, "I can cook for two as well as one. Then we can do some preliminary sketches."

 

"I can’t Caroline I'm sorry, I have a date tonight with a girl I met after I left here yesterday morning. I quite literally ran into her and knocked her over, and now we're going out tonight for to a movie then on to a coffee bar."

 

"Oh that is really good news Justin, I guess you must have made quite an impression." Then she looked at me quite seriously. "And you certainly do deserve a change in fortune. Have a wonderful time Justin, but promise me one thing."

 

I looked at Caroline and nodded, waiting for her to say what was on her mind.

 

"Tell her about me, about how we fucked, tell her about the nude modelling and the erotic pictures at the first opportunity. You've got to understand what it is you want, you have to have an understanding with this girl from the start of the relationship. Tell her everything, even if it's not what she'll want to hear. I know it's another cliché but honesty really is the best policy."

 

"That's funny, because that's the exact advice my parents gave me."

 

"They sound like smart people," Caroline said as she led me to the front door, "I think I'd like to meet them someday."

 

"You will, but for the moment if, when I tell Vikki about us and about the posing session, she wants to come over can I bring her?"

 

"Of course, and if she decides to come nobody will be more delighted than Valerie or I. Especially, I suspect, my sister who likes pussy nearly as much as she likes cock."

 

I left the house of Caroline Herschfeldt having made arrangements to go round between two and three the following afternoon, especially as it was curriculum day at the school. My feelings of elation at the events of the afternoon were though were tinged with a touch of concern at the thought of the coming evening with Vikki Thompson.

 

Chapter 13: The Date With Vikki

 

I felt slightly conspicuous dressed in a pair of black slacks, a white shirt with a red tie and a black leather jacket. But that was nothing though when compared to how nervous I was at the thought of facing Vikki's parents.

 

My search for number sixty-three took me to a two story redbrick house. They were fairly well off, that much was obvious by the size of the house and block of land. The driveway was wide enough for two cars, as was the garage that had a Mercedes similar to my fathers parked in front of it.

 

I walked to the front door and rang the bell, the series of chimes that announced my arrival were loud enough to make me step back and feel slightly self-conscious. The woman that answered the door was slim and shapely, of medium height with short light brown hair that was stylish and perfectly groomed. Indeed it was plain to see where Vicki got her good looks and wonderful figure.

 

A pair of bright eyes were asking who I was until the realisation hit her. "You must be Vikki's young man." She put a hand to her mouth. "It's Justin isn't it? My daughter told me that you were coming, I'm very pleased..."

 

"Shut up and let the poor lad in will you Julie." The good-natured rebuke came from a tall barrel-chested man with a mop of dark hair. His massive arms were folded across the beginnings of a beer-belly and in his left hand he held a can of Fosters Lager. "Come in will you." He grabbed an arm and led me from the entryway into a combined lounge and formal dining room. "She means well but she can ramble on a bit, you know what some women are like." He pointed to a comfortable looking red velvet lounge suite. "Vikki's putting the finishing touches to whatever a girl does these days to get ready, so you may as well have a seat while your waiting. Do you want a beer?"

 

I did, but thought it best to say no, at least first off. "No thank you Mr. Thompson."

 

"Aahh go on, one won't hurt." He was very persistent and just as he spoke Vikki's mother came from the kitchen with two Fosters. "And please call me John."

 

I had just opened the can of beer when I saw Vikki emerge from the stairs situated opposite the dining room. I could only stare in wonder as she stood facing me with a warm inviting smile. She was waiting it seemed for some kind of approval. I didn't just approve I was captivated. She was dressed sexily in the currently fashionable short, and tight fitting black skirt. On top she wore a pink blouse with a white collar, while around her neck was a pearl necklace that highlighted a fair amount of cleavage. Plain black shoes and the matching jacket she carried over her arm set off the whole ensemble.

 

Vikki's father took a long swig of his beer. "You must be special Justin, She doesn't get that dressed up for just anyone."

 

Vikki looked at her father and smiled. "Well if you approve daddy then I imagine Justin is bound to." She turned full circle, placed a hand on her hip and thrust out her breasts. "Come on what d’ya think, good as yesterday morning?"

 

It was all I could do to nod my head. Her father though was far more forthright. "Come on peaches the poor lad's barely walked in the door, I reckon by the time you've finished with him he won't be able to walk out of here." He smiled and took a very quick look down to the area of my groin. "Especially if you don't go and do what you gotta do."

 

"Oh leave the girl John, she wants to make a good impression on their first date." Vikki's mother turned to her husband. "And leave the poor lad alone, after all his reaction is only natural. Now you can show him around while I put the finishing touches to Vikki's make-up."

 

They disappeared into what her father informed me was the powder room. When they disappeared he took me to the kitchen/meals area and through French windows to a covered patio area behind the garage that led out to an in ground swimming pool.

 

Her father waited until he took a long swig of his beer before he began speaking. "Hope I didn't embarrass you in there but it's just the way I am, but I guarantee you'll like us once you get to know us. But for the moment I want to talk about our daughter. Now she goes for you in a big way if know what I mean." He nudged me in the ribs. "Which is okay because we're a pretty liberal family if you get my drift. It's just that something happened on Friday night that was a little upsetting and you've come along a little quickly. Maybe in the long run you'll be good for her coming along so quickly. You know she's hardly talked about anything else but tonight since she bumped into you yesterday morning, especially while we were at a party last night." He took a long sip of his beer. "Now all we ask is that you don't make Vikki do anything she don’t want to do." He indicated that we should start to go back inside. "You never know if things go well and Vikki approves you might even be able to stay the night."

 

"You have my word that I won't do anything to hurt Vikki sir."

 

As I walked back into the lounge where Vikki was waiting, all I could think about was what her father had said and the opportunity that may be awaiting me.

 

*****

 

"Did my parents give you any idea of what might happen later on if you're a really good boy?" She took my right hand in her left. "I mean they're usually pretty cool about me and boys and sex and stuff, but not knowing you they might have been a little reserved."

 

We were sitting in the back row of the cinema waiting for the film to start. "Far from it, they gave me the hint that well ... you know, whatever you want is okay by them." I stopped and took hold of her hands. "You know Vikki, until recently I've had a life that's been dull to say the very least. I have to say that these last couple of days have been pretty incredible and the best part of these couple of days has been meeting you." I wanted to stress what I'd been saying so I changed grips and pressed her left hand in both of my own. "You don't know how important that is to me. They even said I could stay overnight if you wanted me to."

 

She turned towards me, pressed her breasts into my chest and kissed me tenderly before she said, "Right now I'm thinking that you staying overnight seems like a very good idea." Then she put an arm around my back, a hand at the back of my head and pulled me closer still as we began to kiss. Finally she opened her mouth and our tongues met.

 

It was then that I glanced down at the wide expanse of her thighs and thought for the umpteenth time about the speed with which my life was changing. The afternoon with Caroline hadn't made me an expert where sex was concerned, but it had certainly helped. Now I reckoned I had a fair degree of understanding about when somebody was turned on by the other person. And Vikki certainly seemed in that sort of state to me, given that she was practically climbing all over me and not in the least worried about the rest of the audience.

 

Confidence is a funny thing. The episode with Caroline allowed me to keep my right arm at her back and pull her towards me with the same degree of strength she was using. However I wasn't confident enough to take one of her breasts in my hand, instead I fought the urge thinking that it may be too soon and placed my left hand at the back of her head. I was thinking that just maybe the time would be right for some physical contact later when I took her home, after all Vikki certainly seemed to hint at such an idea.

 

We held the kiss for the longest time; and to me the contact was electric, unbelievable, as I hugged her closer. The kiss, as my heart raced like an express train, seemed never ending…

 

*****

 

"Well I always thought that censorship was a crock of shit and I guess these current crop of films prove it huh. So what was it like guys, this film 'Diary of a Private Dick'?" The speaker was a skinny youth with long stringy black hair called Robin Ottoman, Robbo to some of his friends, Otto to others. "I mean what a title for a Hollywood blockbuster."

 

"Don’t worry about the title, Robbo, the film was the stuff of wet panties and dripping dicks," said Vikki grinning. "Made me really, really horny, something ninety-nine point nine percent of those old style porno films never did. I was hooked from that opening scene with Drew Barrymore in the shower using the shampoo bottle the way she was. And what made it all the more erotic was the knowledge that Drew and Hugh Jackman and the rest of the cast of the film were quality actors. It also helped knowing that an award winning actress from a famous family was prepared to go all the way in such a high quality production."

 

"So what about you Justin, what’s your opinion?"

 

I sat there for a second, having already been introduced to the friendly couple sitting opposite us in the booth of the coffee bar, and thought for several moments before replying and then decided on honesty. "I used to think that those old style pornos Vikki spoke about..." I took her right hand in my left. "I mean hell I ... er ... well you know..."

 

"Masturbated, wanked, shook hands with your best friend, played with Rosie Palm and her five daughters.” Vikki grinned and leaned across to kiss me. "Don't be shy Justin you're among friends who have all done it, and still do."

 

I relaxed and squeezed Vikki’s hand as I kissed her back. "Okay, I m-masturbated to all those old pornos that now seem so, I guess asexual would be a suitable word. I guess you could say that it was the extent of my sex life. But this film was just so different.

 

"They used to say we weren't allowed to see some films because we might be unduly affected by what we see, especially where sex was concerned. Oh films could have violence and bad language; blood, or its substitute, by the bucketful, bodies being chopped apart and it's not going to bother us, supposedly. I mean you only have to think about all of those dial a script zombie horror films, those vampire films and that recent Hannibal film with the scene of the top of the skull being sliced off and the brains being used as a meal for good examples of mindless horror.

 

"Now as far as I can see the best example of horror was 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre', the original, not that travesty of a remake. I mean the horror was suggested and the blood and guts practically non-existent but if you knew what you were looking at during those scenes in that house then the  film was probably more horrifying than any of those blood-soaked scenes in the first 'Kill Bill' film. So I suppose from that point of view that must be true."

 

"So just what did you think of the film?" asked Robin.

 

I was relaxed now as this was familiar ground. During all of those lonely weeks and months films had been the one constant in my life and something I had been able to discuss on equal terms with anybody. "I guess it was all of those Hollywood production values. You know how it goes, take a quality script, apply award winning production values, add an academy award winning cinematographer, some great action sequences and top it off with the quality actors Vikki was talking about, actors who were prepared to actually fuck on camera. And boy did Hugh fuck Drew Barrymore. Then you give them a proper script instead of those unscripted grunts and groans and you've got something that those cheap and nasty porno studios could never match. I guess everything considered it's easy to see why 'Diary of a Private Dick' was nominated for best film and Hugh Jackman and Drew Barrymore Best Actor and Best Actress in those new non-violent erotica category they've introduced at the Academy Awards."

 

Vikki looked at me and started shaking her head to the side as she blinked her left eye quickly imitating somebody who had been affected mentally by something she'd seen to the amusement of the rest of us. "It used to be that I could see horror films like the ones Justin was talking about, you know all blood and guts and stuff like that. However my parents weren't allowed to go to a major cinema chain and see something so incredibly sensual, so unbelievably erotic as 'In the Realm of the Senses'. Especially if it included scenes as potentially damaging as actual penetration and a scene showing the woman giving the man a blowjob to the point of actually taking his cum in her mouth before she allows it to dribble out."

 

She leant forward and gave me a lingering kiss before turning back to the couple sitting opposite.

 

"You know you wonder what all the fuss was about, after years of being banned, and more years of suffering vicious cuts, which apparently made the film all but impossible to understand they finally released 'Senses' in its original form. And when my parents bought the DVD a couple of years ago and we watched the film it was impossible not to be enraptured by such a love story and by such an incredible ending, an ending that left the finish of Peter Greenway’s masterful 'The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover' paling into insignificance. We were enthralled, and how such a film could offend once you knew exactly what you were going to watch is beyond me.

 

"Anyway enough of that, at least now governments around the world, or at least the western world anyway, and the censors they control have finally got things in perspective." She looked around the table and grinned. "I guess, considering all of these changes, what we should do is to take a home movie of Justin and I making love, invite you two guys around and give you a showing."

 

Robin’s girlfriend Sarah Pendleberry, a mousy redhead with a chubby figure and a smile that belied her forthright opinions was quick to jump in. "Don't seem much point to that Vikki, not when we can see you and Jus' here do it in the flesh." She quickly looked at me. "Oh can I call you Jus', is that okay?"

 

I smiled and nodded happy just to be with Vikki and among other young people who accepted me for who and what I was.

 

Sarah was clearly about to say something else when she tilted her head slightly and looked at me in a way that said something must have just occurred to her. "Vikki gave you our full names but she only told us your Christian name. Now I know it's a long shot but I don't suppose your surname would be Robertson. Would it?"

 

I looked at Vikki and turned back to Sarah. "Yes Sarah that's me, I'm s-sorry w-we should have..."

 

"Hey don’t worry," Sarah stood and leaned right across the table pulling her short skirt halfway up her bottom exposing pink lacy panties as she did so, "I think the two of us are going to have some fun together!"

 

Sarah now had her boyfriend's attention, as well as Vikki's and most importantly mine. We all waited for Sarah's explanation.

 

Sarah turned to us all in turn before fixing her eyes on me. "I got this phone call earlier today from a certain Kim Carver that works at the bowling alley. She mentioned this wonderful bowler by the name of Justin Robertson. She even tried to describe you and I still didn't make the connection."

 

I was dumbfounded, not only by realising that Kim had actually done what she had told me she would do, but by the fact that the girl should here in this booth on this particular Sunday night on this first date with Vikki and that she would be Vikki's friend. Talk about a one in a million shot. "You mean ... do you bowl in the Thursday night Swingers league? Does your father have a..."

 

"Broken leg! Yes." Sarah turned to Robin and Vikki. "Kim phoned me this morning telling me about this fabulous bowler who averages better than two-hundred and doesn't have a partner for that new big money league starting up. She told me his name was Justin Robertson."

 

Vikki turned side-on, leaned back against the back of the booth, looked at me and smiled. "And just when did you plan on revealing your talents as a bowler?"

 

"S-sorry Vikki I should have ... should have told you... I guess when Kim said that she might be able to find me a partner I was so grateful that I never thought that you might be a good..."

 

Sarah had just put her cup of coffee to her lips when she heard that and she broke into a laugh that sent coffee spraying all over the table. "Good bowler, Vikki?" she said seemingly unconcerned with the mess she'd made. "Vikki has trouble keeping it on the lane let alone getting it anywhere near the head pin."

 

Vikki simply shrugged her shoulders. "She's right Justin where bowling and stuff is concerned once I've got one of then big balls in my hand I'm just hopelessly uncoordinated. Dancing and singing and stuff I’m good, but bowling, all I'm good for is keeping people amused." She smiled.

 

Now I was in a state of panic, desperate to do the right thing on this important first date, so I said, "Vikki if you don't want me to..."

 

Vikki moved closer and cuddled me as she kissed me on the cheek. "Are you kidding, from what Sarah's told me about this competition, and now that she's found a partner, I just want to be there." She turned to Sarah's boyfriend, "What say you Robbo?"

 

"I'd say it should be an experience."

 

"Jesus I'll say," said Sarah, "especially if what Kim said about ol' Jus' here is true."

 

"What do you mean?" asked Vikki and Robin almost together.

 

"I don't think that's for me to say, but I figure we'll find out later on."

 

I turned to Sarah. "Is all of that stuff on the back of that leaflet about that league really going to happen? I mean are you girls really going to...? Are we guys really going to...? Will we really get the opportunity to do what it says?"

 

"You mean stripping and fucking?"

 

I nodded my head, I was more than a little stunned by the Sarah Pendleberry bluntness. "I ... er ... I guess so yes."

 

"Well I know you know about the near-naked side of it because Kim told me which side of the bowl you were on. And anyway we already do that on a Thursday night. The only thing that hasn't been done is the stripping all the way and fucking side of it and I guess we'll find out all about that when we qualify to take part in the league."

 

"Why, do you think we will?"

 

"Are you kidding," responded Robin laughing. "Sarah is almost your standard. She averages close to, and sometimes better than, two hundred."

 

"Yeah I'd say that it's not if but when you two qualify," added Vikki. "Then I'd say that you'll be doing some very public stripping and fucking."

 

"So, when are you going to invite us around so that we can watch you two fucking?" asked Robbo leaning forward almost conspiratorially.

 

Vikki took a long sensual look in my direction before turning back to Robbo. "Quicker than you think if I'm any judge of the way tonight's heading."

 

"Sounds promising indeed, now on that basis when are you going to invite him to a party for the benefit of Sarah and the other girls?"

 

"Anytime just as long as that fucking bastard Rick isn't there." She looked at me and smiled.

 

My face must have shown the shock at the direction this conversation was taking and the worry of this fellow Rick.

 

"Nothing to worry about Justin, this Rick was a friend of mine, he liked to call himself my boyfriend, until something happened on Friday night.”

 

I was instantly alert. "Friday night! Your father mentioned something about an incident taking place, and then he said that me coming along so quickly was the only thing he was worried about." Turning half to my left I took her hand and looked into her eyes. "The way he said it made it seem like it wasn't so serious, now listening to you I'm not so sure."

 

I stopped for a couple of seconds unsure about how to proceed, eventually though I decided to just let the words come out as they will. "I had something I wanted to talk to you about, though I was sort of scared to bring it up because I didn't want to take any relationship between us for granted. Now I listen to the three of you talking about sex and discussing me in connection with Sarah," I pointed in her direction, "this bowling league and a bunch of other girls. It seems to me--" I was trying desperately to keep the excitement out of my voice and my expression "--that we both have things to discuss with each other don’t we?"

 

I had this feeling that my luck was still holding, that sex was an integral part of the lives of these three people and quite a few of their friends. In fact I had the strongest feeling that some time soon I would be fucking not only Vikki, but also Sarah courtesy of this new bowling league, and a number of other girls.

 

Vikki stood up suddenly and pointed to a small space near the jukebox that substituted for a dance floor. "We do indeed have a lot to ... er ... talk about, but first off I just have to dance to this song," said Vikki as she pushed me gently out of the booth.

 

There had been only one couple dancing until the start of the song, the Marvin Gaye classic 'Sexual Healing'. That seemed to be some sort of a sign and the four us - Sarah and Robin accompanied Vikki and I - were joined by several other couples as they walked to the dance floor. We pushed our way between several couples until we found a small vacant piece of floor.

 

I started dancing a short distance away from Vikki, but not for long. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her, and then she whispered in my ear as she pressed her body against mine. "See the way Robin and Sarah are dancing?"

 

I took a discreet look at Vikki’s friends and saw Robin’s hands grasping a generous portion of Sarah’s bottom through her red skirt, saw her hands do the same to him and saw them kissing passionately. Indeed most of the couples were trying their best to make themselves as one with each other. Then I looked at all the guy’s hands; with a few exceptions most had a firm grip on their partners behinds.

 

Vikki looked at me then, and considering the way she had pulled us together, and considering how she had told me to look at Robin and Sarah I was rather stunned when she pushed me away from her. "Listen Justin you have to know about us and you have to know now. And I reckon that by changing partners and you watching Robin and I you'll get a fair idea of what we're about, what happens at our Friday night parties and just why this coffee bar has become so popular with young people in recent times."

 

She gave an indication to her friends that she wanted to change partners and I wasn't the least surprised when they both agreed.

 

If I expected any reticence on Sarah's behalf because we'd changed partners I was going to be mistaken. She pulled me to her until my semi-erect penis was pressing against her lower stomach and her breasts were crushed against my chest.

 

"Watch Robin--" she said as she manoeuvred us around until we were right next to them and I was standing alongside Vikki and facing the same way, "--and follow his lead."

 

So I watched Robin, watched his hands start in the small of Vikki’s back and move slowly down over the cheeks of that marvellous bottom. At first they stopped there as he rubbed her buttocks gently with the palms of both hands. Inevitably though they moved, as I always knew they would, to the button and zipper of her skirt. It was a matter of only a couple of seconds before Robin did something I thought he would only do with no one else in the room. He undid the button, slid the zipper down and watched the skirt drop to her ankles before he picked it up, folded it and laid it in the crook of his left arm.

 

The jacket followed quickly as did the blouse leaving Vikki dressed, if that was the correct term, in lacy black bra and panties and I was unable to believe my eyes. But if I thought that that would be the end of it I was very much mistaken. I watched astonished as Vikki's bra and panties went the way of the rest of her clothes leaving her unashamedly naked, a situation with which she was apparently familiar with and decidedly relaxed about.

 

Seeing Vikki naked made me look around the room. That's when I realised that most of the other girls in the room were either naked or wearing just panties while some of their partners were also naked and sporting erections of varying sizes and thicknesses. Then I watched as Vikki undressed Robin until he was naked and proudly displaying his own 6 or 7-inch - a rough guess of course - erection.

 

Then Vikki leant across and kissed me. I think she realised that I was more turned on than upset by what was happening. "Come on lover, until you do the same to Sarah and allow her to do the same to you we can't swap back." She nodded in Sarah's direction.

 

I looked back towards Sarah and saw the hunger in her eyes, saw the enjoyment she was getting from the feel of my cock, which was continuing to grow. What else could I do but copy Robin?

 

I didn't stand on ceremony, I just undid her skirt at the back - it was flared and half thigh length - and allowed it to drop to the floor before I picked it up, folded it, and placed it over my left arm. Then I lifted her crop-top style blouse over her raised arms before holding it with her skirt. I stopped then as I looked over Sarah's pleasantly packaged physique. Oh she was hot, maybe not as hot as Vikki whose naked body had the attention of more than a few of the other naked young people in the coffee bar, but hot enough!

 

"Bra and panties Jus', bra and panties!" Sarah was whispering hungrily in my ear. "Make me naked. Come on Jus' I wanna be naked."

 

I didn't stand on ceremony, I took off Sarah's bra revealing breasts that had to be a good 38 inches with probably a C-cup. I didn't stop looking at her naked breasts as I gripped the waistband of her pink panties and pulled them down to her ankles revealing a trimmed red bush and her hairless pussy lips.

 

Sarah didn't waste any time standing around posing in all her naked glory, she took her clothes off me and moved back to the booth where she placed them alongside where Vikki had placed her own and Robins. Then she came back and while Robin and Vikki were dancing groin to groin began to undress me.

 

I went to stop Sarah until Vikki said, "Do it for me Justin. We're not swapping until you're naked, and if you don't let Sarah undress you I might just help her."

 

I thought about calling her bluff, but considering recent events decided that the idea of being naked in room full of naked or near-naked young people wasn't such a bad idea. So when Sarah began to undress me I just looked at her cute and cuddly naked body and allowed my already hardening cock to harden even more.

 

First Sarah took off my leather jacket, which was followed quickly by the shirt and tie. All of which Vikki took in her hand even as she continued dancing with Robin. Then Sarah knelt down, knees spread for balance giving me an open look at her pussy, and unbuttoned my trousers before she pulled down both my pants and jockey briefs. As I stepped out of them Sarah could only stare as she grabbed both of the garments. "JESUS AITCH FUCKING CHRIST!" she cried grabbing the attention of every person in the place, especially the girls who seemed to all gasp as one on seeing my 11-inch erection. "What the hell is that? That's not a cock it's a fucking baseball bat." She stood up grinning as she took my cock in her free hand. "My God Justin no wonder our Vikki wants to go out with you. No wonder she wants to..."

 

"Change partners. I think that’s enough for tonight. You’ll get your chance later." All of a sudden Vikki and Sarah had changed over and my hands were on Vikki's naked bottom and she was gazing sensuously at me while Sarah took my clothes back to the booth. "Am I right that you didn't mind undressing Sarah, or that you didn't mind Robin doing the same to me?"

 

This was unbelievable for me. It was exciting enough that I had had my hands on the naked bodies of two girls, but in a public place like that was unbelievable. "Of course not. It was a real turn on watching you with Robin while I was able to strip that sexy body of Sarah's." I took a look around, saw that we weren't the centre of attention anymore, saw that Robin's hands still had a firm grip of Sarah's naked bottom and finally saw that people were leaving in large numbers.

 

Then suddenly Robin broke away and turned to us, though it was more to Vikki than to me. "Well I don't know about you two but Sarah and I have something we need to do, and good as this is I don't think they'll let us use the dance-floor for anything else."

 

A couple of loving hugs later they were gone and Vikki and I were left dancing alone. In fact the only company we had in the whole place were the counter staff that, apart from keeping the jukebox going, were too busy to take any notice of us.

 

The whole evening had been like a dream come true, while I was playing with her naked bottom and relishing the delights of her lovely breasts pressing into my chest she was gripping my arse and allowing a hand to sneak between us to grasp my throbbing hard-on.

 

We said nothing all the way through two songs as the sensuality of the moment washed over the pair of us.

 

When we got back to our table Vikki signalled for coffee from the counter and prepared to tell a story about a recent holiday her family had had in the country.

 

"We were on this farm, and most evenings we'd finish up at a swimming hole for a campfire, a singalong and a swim. Terrific fun it was too."

 

Her eyes lit up as she related the tale. To me Vikki was clearly a girl who got the most out of life and enjoyed anything she did.

 

"The singalong always came first, their son was pretty good with the guitar you see. But after the oldies left, and my parents had to leave too because even though they are a lot more liberal, as you'll find out later, they had to leave for appearances sake and so that they didn't shock the other parents.

 

"Anyway, they usually went about ten, and when they did we usually changed the entertainment and sang songs that were a little more up to date."

 

Vikki stopped momentarily and looked a little concerned. "Before I continue I have to tell you that what happened then and what happens at some of our parties goes far beyond being naked on the dance-floor tonight. Although from the way Robin and Sarah were talking you may have already gathered that.

 

"Now I'm the sort of girl that enjoys a good time, getting the most fun out of life. How I like my fun is something you might have to consider if we have any sort of a relationship." She smiled cautiously when she saw my wide-eyed expression. "It's okay Justin I'm just trying to be honest, when I tell you the rest of this story you can decide if you still want a relationship, if you do I'll take you to a couple of parties that will really shake you up."

 

What Vikki said made me think about Caroline and my parent's parties, which were really just an excuse for an orgy, all of a sudden it didn't seem as if it was going to be such a problem. "I think I'm beginning to get some sort of an idea already."

 

"When it was warm enough we always went for a swim. Now we never ever worried about bathers, you either went in wearing your underwear or nothing!" She stopped for a few seconds as the coffee came back, and then smiled. "And I hated walking back with wet bra and panties!"

 

I was silent for what seemed like a long time as I allowed the idea of what Vikki had just said to sink in.

 

She took my silence for a minor objection and immediately began to explain. "Look, I'm a free spirit Justin, always have been since my parents taught me that life is for living as long as what you do doesn't hurt anyone else. I took my clothes off because my parents taught me that the body is a beautiful thing and nothing to be ashamed of. I also did it because the others did, made love with a few of the boys because I wanted to and because it was fun to see how far we could go as a group without hurting one another's feelings."

 

I took her hands in mine and smiled to ease any panic she might have been feeling. "I'll bet they enjoyed it, I know I would have if I'd been there. You know I think that we're going to have a great time Vikki, especially at those parties. First though I have a little confession of my own!"

 

Her eyes lit up as she realised that I was more excited than upset. But try as she might she couldn't convince me to tell her in the coffee bar. "I'll tell you on the way back to your place."

 

She stood up, and as we dressed said, "And I'll tell you stories that I'll bet you’ve never heard before." After we finished dressing she started towards the exit. "Lets take a taxi, the stand's in Lightfield Road."

 

Chapter 14: 'The Good, The Bad And The…!'

 

We walked out of the square hand in hand, turned right and were crossing over a small laneway when a hand pulled me into a small dead-end street. A knee to my groin doubled me up and one to my head put me flat on my back. Then I heard Vikki scream as I was kicked twice in the ribs in quick succession. Then lastly I heard a slap in the face and an angry voice apparently talking to Vikki.

 

"Somebody has to remind you cunt! Your still Rick Mason's girl until he says otherwise."

 

Just then there was a blur of movement from the corner of my eye, and while I was able to avoid too much damage I still received a kick in the area of the nose and mouth that drew blood but didn't seem to break anything. Then I was able to grab the foot of the kicker, pull hard and bring him to the ground. It was then that I saw a blur of black hit the wall and fall to the floor.

 

All I could think about was Vikki, as the one I'd brought to the ground began to attack me again. Somehow I managed to get on top of him, but only after copping a kick and something sharp near the area of my groin.

 

As I knelt astride the thug I began peppering him with blows to his face until I felt another grab my arms, knee me in the back and pull me off the first one. Then try as I might from that point I could do nothing against those two youths and a third one who joined in. Neither could I do anything for Vikki who was being slapped senseless by the one who called himself Rick Mason. His name was of course familiar, and his face certainly was. In fact he, and the three thugs, each armed with a knife, would have seriously injured both Vikki and myself if a crowd of youths hadn't heard the commotion and decided to investigate.

 

Though they managed to stop the fight none of the crowd were able to stop the four of them from getting away. One of them, a slightly older man asked if we wanted the police, and Vikki who had struggled to her feet was about to say yes when I interrupted. "I heard one of them call himself Rick Mason, was he the one Robin and Sarah were talking about?"

 

She nodded her head. "Yes, why?"

 

"Well I know of him because of that snooker video game place he manages. Now I can live with what the other three did to me because they were only taking orders. But I think that I'd like to get some revenge of my own on this one called Mason, and I'd like to do it when the timing is right. Right now though I think a trip in a cab back to your place would be the best thing."

 

Several of the crowd, most of whom were either friendly with or acquainted with Vikki, waited around with us and then walked with Vikki and I the fifty or sixty yards to the taxi rank. The driver of the cab took a fair amount of convincing not to take us to the hospital, especially when he saw the state we were in. Our clothes were torn and bloody, my nose and mouth were still bleeding, I had bloodstains around my chest and groin and was still in a state of shock. Vikki who had a number of areas that were badly grazed or severely bruised was crying softly on my shoulder.

 

The trip though it was short was long enough. With a few comforting words and some gentle hugs and kisses I managed to calm Vikki down by the time we reached her place.

 

"Pay him off Justin, my mother will fix us up, she's a registered nurse, and besides," she reached up, she was obviously in considerable pain, and kissed me, "we haven’t exchanged stories yet."

 

The taxi driver patted my arm as he took the money and the tip. "She’s quite a girl buddy, and spunky too. Now you make sure you look after her, 'cause unless I mistook that expression, and I've had enough couples in the back of this cab to consider myself some sort of an expert, she's in love with you."

 

"I will don't worry."

 

I had to smile even though it was a little painful. I knew Vikki was in love with me, and of course I knew how much I loved her. I also knew that that would never change because we both shared the same ideals. Oh maybe Vikki practiced her beliefs a little more, or maybe she'd had that much more experience. Whatever it was it didn't matter much because the mere thought of being involved in any form of sexual games with Vikki and or her friends excited me. So did the thought of introducing her to Caroline Herschfeldt and maybe even some of her family. Yes indeed, I thought to myself as I walked from the cab to the front door, life promised to be different from now on.

 

As soon as we walked into the house Vikki was a changed person, gone was the tearful, hurt and upset little girl, in her place was a young woman who was in control of her feelings and the situation. "Sit there Justin I'll go and get my mother."

 

I did precisely that, sitting at the table in the meals area with a handkerchief held to my nose and mouth. I didn't have to wait for long, in no more than two minutes a very concerned but calm looking Julie Thompson walked through the door with Vikki, she was carrying with her a very large first-aid kit. It was all I could do to stop my jaw from dropping open, Vikki's mother was wearing a silk nightgown and the neckline was low enough to show a considerable amount of cleavage that she was making no attempt to hide.

 

"Vikki tells me that all this had something to do with that horrible Rick Mason and that you didn't want to involve the police even though there were witnesses. Now I don't understand that and I'm not going to try, you can discuss that with Vikki's father who will be down in a minute. Right now all I want the pair of you to do is strip down to your underwear and give me your clothes!"

 

Is ... is th-that ... is th-that really n-necessary Mrs. Thompson?” I protested while watching in amazement at the matter-of-fact way Vikki took off her skirt, jacket and blouse.

 

All I could do was stare at Vikki packaged so beautifully in the lacy black bra and panty set. Memories of the time on the dance floor came flooding back as I returned my gaze back to her mother. "Gee Vikki I can see where you ... where your..."

 

Then I saw her mother smile for the first time, she was laughing at my confusion as she walked over to me. "Now come on young man we have to fix up those clothes and check you out for any more cuts and bruises." She began to slip my leather jacket off my shoulders as Vikki's father walked into the room dressed as casually as his wife.

 

"I'm sure that the young man can manage to do that for himself Julie, and while he's doing that he can explain to me why he doesn't want to call the police." John Thompson turned to me and watched as I placed the jacket on a chair and began to undo my shirt. "So come on son explain to me why we shouldn't go round to the police station now and get this madman arrested."

 

I sat down on the same chair and looked into his eyes as I began to undo the laces of my shoes. "It seems to me that an episode like this wouldn't put him in prison and would only serve to make it worse. I just think that he considers this to be personal and that going to the police won’t provide a long term solution to his perceived ownership of Vikki," I looked at Vikki, "an ownership that I think Vikki acknowledges in some way."

 

After a little hesitation Vikki finally nodded her agreement.

 

"Oh, and what do you think will provide a long term solution, Justin?”

 

I slipped my socks off and lifted my backside off the chair quickly so that I could remove my trousers without revealing the bulge in my underpants. "A one-on-one winner take all contest that would settle it once and for all."

 

Julie took my hand, stood me up and indicated that I should get up on the table.

 

"He’s a tough guy Mr. Thompson, it seems to me that jail time or any other kind of sentence won't solve the ownership problem. You see I think he considers Vikki to be his property and won't relinquish his rights until he's beaten in some kind of a fight."

 

I felt myself pushed down as Vikki who had disappeared from the room momentarily came back with a couple of cushions and put them under my head. I was waiting for some kind of reaction to my erection from Vikki's parents but they seemed to be treating it as perfectly normal. Hell, maybe in their house it was!

 

Vikki's father finally decided to offer an opinion. "That seems to make some sort of sense, from what little I know of him it seems to be the sort of perverse code of honour that Mason would understand. However I do think that we should have Vikki's opinion." He turned to her. "How about it sweetheart?"

 

"He's always been a little possessive about material things and he's always considered me to be his personal property while he's allowed to do pretty much what he likes, but I didn't think that it would go this far. As to whether I think that he would give up if he was beaten in some sort of a contest over me, yes I think it would appeal to his contrary sense of logic." She looked at me. "This is going to sound a little strange Justin, but I think it's the way it's going to have to be. When you have this fight or contest or whatever, the prize is going to have to be a night with his current girlfriend and me. Now if you win that I think it will be an end to it and you'll have the pleasure of two girls for the night. But if you lose then you'll know that he'll keep me. Not only that but you'll still have to win me back, when he's ready."

 

My physical excitement was mounting as Vikki’s mother who was leaning over to clean and dress the wounds showed a fair amount of breast at the same time. And she was also quick to add her opinion. "Surely your not condoning such an idea John, I mean the very thought of it is barbaric. The very thought that he might have another chance to get his grubby paws on our beautiful daughter." She looked down at me. "Surely you don't want to challenge this brute in whatever type of contest you decide, and if it's a fist fight can you be sure that you won't get beaten up yourself."

 

I was trying my best to ignore the enormous erection that was unmistakably prominent in my briefs as I prepared to answer her. "In all my life Mrs. Thompson I've never had a girlfriend, I've always given up rather than fight, taken no as the answer rather than asking why and I've always taken a backward step rather stick up for my rights. No Mrs. Thompson I intend to confront this Rick Mason at the appropriate time and settle this once and for all. And believe me Mrs. Thompson, if the last three days have done anything for me they have given me confidence in myself. Trust me when I say that I don't expect Mason to trouble any of you again."

 

I then watched as she finished tending to my nose and mouth before bathing a couple of small grazes on my shoulder and upper chest. After that she checked for any other wounds before looking at a couple of large bloody marks on my briefs either side of my massive hard-on. Then I watched as she gripped my underwear and went to stop her.

 

A pair of hands grasped mine, pushed them up and held them against my chest. They were Vikki's and she was facing me and leaning with her right breast against my stomach. "It's okay Justin, nobody ever gets embarrassed in this family and neither will you." She leaned forward and mashed her breasts into my chest and kissed me passionately while I felt something happening around the area of my hips.

 

When she broke away I saw that my underwear had been removed, and that both Vikki's parents were staring at my monumental erection and that Vikki's eyes were also turning in its direction.

 

The silence seemed to last forever as all of them stared in amazement. Finally it was Vikki's mother who broke the quiet. "Vikki I know his cock is nice to just look at but if I'm going to bathe those cuts and scratches then your going to have to hold it out of the way." Then she looked at me while she continued to talk to Vikki. "It seems to me that the poor man just can't exercise enough control the way it keeps bouncing around his groin."

 

I would have told them why but I had a feeling that they knew, Vikki with her sexy undies and her mother whose breasts were still just about hanging out of her dressing gown would give any man a hard-on. There seemed to be nothing for it but lie back and let the two women do whatever.

 

Vikki started first by grabbing my penis in a no nonsense fashion and moving it out of the way which allowed her mother free access to bathe and dress the cuts and scratches and wash the area of pubic hair matted with blood.

 

In the space of ten more minutes Julie Thompson was finished and I was able to put my underpants back on with some relief while she made Vikki get on the table. "I don't think that I'm seeing things." She gripped the underneath and sides of her daughters breasts and made a close inspection of her bra. "There! She pointed to a spot on the lacy material that covered her left breast. "All right Vikki love you'll have to take them off."

 

I looked away, not because I hadn't seen her naked, but because I thought that it would be expected of me, until the voice of her mother told me to look back. I saw Vikki topless and smiling, she beckoned me to move closer. So I did, close enough to hold her hand.

 

"Look how close it could have been." Her mother pointed to a mark just above the areola of her daughters left breast that spoiled what were otherwise a perfect pair, then she squeezed the area around it so I could get a better look at the wound. "It’s only the smallest of flesh wounds and won't leave a scar, but just imagine if it had been deeper and left a permanent mark, how do you think Vikki, who's so proud of her body would have felt?" She finished washing and bathing her daughter’s minor scratches as she continued. "You don't have to answer that question just tell me that you'll stop that bastard from hurting our daughter anymore."

 

I looked at Vikki before turning once again to her mother. "As long as it's a one-on-one contest Rick Mason won't cause any more trouble, I'll guarantee that Mrs. Thompson."

 

"I think that'll be good enough for us, except for one more question. Are you going home or staying the night?"

 

"Oh mother of course he wants to stay." Vikki looked at me, her eyes were telling me to say yes, her hands, which were quietly stroking my erection through the thin material of my underpants, were making a more direct request. "Don’t you darling?"

 

I looked at the three people all of whom were staring at me, waiting it seemed for the right answer. Vikki's parents both had looks similar to those I'd seen on my own parents faces, it was a longing to go to bed, a desire to make love. It didn't seem fair to make them wait while Vikki's father took me home, and anyway from the way Vikki was talking she was keen on a little of the same.

 

Everything moved quickly after that, I phoned my parents who were absolutely delighted with my progress. Then Vikki's parents went upstairs and left us to it, even giving me the option of sleeping with their daughter in her bedroom, something that even in my wildest dreams I hadn't considered, or staying in the spare bedroom. Vikki who watched her parents leave the room, made the decision for both of us by grabbing my hand. The one thing I did know was that her mother when she found out I had Monday off and already knowing that Vikki wouldn't be required at the supermarket planned to serve us breakfast in bed.

 

Vikki looked at me. "No prizes for guessing what we're going to do tonight, after we exchange stories of course."

 

She moved closer and pressed herself against me making sure that her erect nipples were pushing hard into my chest, then she reached down between us put her hand into my briefs and pointed the erection in an upward direction to make it more comfortable.

 

"Are you sure it'll be okay, I mean your parents are fantastic but will they really mind if ... if we...?" I put both hands on her panty-clad bottom and pulled her hard towards me as I rubbed my penis against her.

 

"If you keep doing that Justin," Said Vikki as she pulled away slightly, knelt down and dragged my briefs to the ground releasing my mammoth hard-on from its confinement. "I doubt if we'll make it to bed." She wrapped two hands around its massive length one on top of the other, realised that the knob and a small length of the shaft was still poking out of the top and tried to touch her index finger and thumb together without success as she continued to fist my cock. "Justin I hope you realise mum was just a little intimidated by how big this fucker is and is just as horny as a slut could be. As for dad, I think he was just a little envious even though he's got a big cock of his own."

 

I looked at Vikki as she stood up and I thought about what she’d said. It meant that she'd seen her father naked. And not only that but she'd seen him with a hard-on. "You have quite a family Vikki, in fact your upbringing sounds remarkably similar to the lady I'm going to tell you about. A woman who, if you decide it's okay, and I promise that it'll only be if you say so, I will be spending quite a lot of time with. In fact I was around there this afternoon and we sort of got quite friendly."

 

She stopped me then. "Sounds good, you know I think that my ideas and hers might even coincide, I'm almost certain that I'm going to like this woman and I intend to hear more, but not until we get to my bedroom." She looked down at her panties and looked at me. "I think you know what to do, I doubt if we'll accomplish much with these on."

 

I knelt down, gripped the waistband of her panties and began to pull them slowly down until her pubic mound was exposed, there was no hair that I noticed, I really hadn’t taken any notice at the coffee shop I'd been in too much shock with all that happened there. Then little by little I inched them down further until her delightful little slit came into view. Then I stopped, looked for a second, gripped her backside with a hand on each cheek, pulled her hairless pussy to my waiting lips and kissed it before running my tongue along the pouting outer lips.

 

After enjoying the refreshing and delightful taste of her pussy I looked up at her and grinned. "So when did you start shaving? I didn't really notice at the coffee bar."

 

"Oh I didn't do the shaving, but that's another story, something that happened yesterday. And maybe I'll get to that if we're not too busy fucking." She looked down at her pussy and rubbed it gently. "But what about you Justin, you must have learnt something when you became friendly with that woman, because that sent a shiver right through me when you kissed and licked my cunt like that." she pulled my head back against her pussy as she spread her legs a little further apart. "You know I had this funny feeling when we bumped into each other that it may have taken a little longer to get around to doing this. I guess I was mistaken."

 

I pulled her panties the rest of the way down, helped her step out of them and picked her up in my arms. "I would have said the same thing until this afternoon and that incredible turn of events at the coffee shop tonight."

 

She squeezed close against me, pressed her breasts against my chest and kissed me firmly on the mouth as I started walking up the stairs. "Head to the front of the house, take the door on the left and if you hear a woman screaming in the other bedroom ignore it, that'll be mum getting the shit fucked out of her!"

 

When we were settled on her comfortable queen size double bed Vikki settled back and kept inching away from my probing hands. "No, no, no, your not getting near me with that big cock of yours until we exchange those stories." She sat up crossed one leg over the other so that I couldn't see her sex, then she folded her arms over her breasts and waited.

 

I scratched my head and thought about the amazing fortunes of the past two days. "I almost don't know where to start?"

 

She grinned. "Beginning's as good a place as any."

 

"I met a woman yesterday morning before I bumped into you, she gave me some orange juice, mineral water and a slightly different outlook on life. Though it wasn't until this afternoon that I realised how different the outlook was going to be. Do you know of a woman called Caroline Herschfeldt?" I was a little scared of her reaction but needn't have worried; her expression was one of absolute delight.

 

"Are you kidding? To my parents she was a hero, when there was censorship and this country, this city and this council was backward with all of those council do-gooders telling you don't do this and don't do that they idolised the things she stood for. And so did I." She looked at me and smiled saucily. "Now just where do you fit in. Has she talked you into modelling for her?"

 

I didn't answer, didn't have to, my tendency to blush gave me away.

 

Vikki unfolded her arms, uncrossed her legs and knelt astride my thighs as she stared at me grinning. "She has hasn't she? Will it be by yourself or will you have some company? Did you do it with her?" She leaned closer and kissed my nose. "Did you fuck her?" She moved her mouth down and lightly kissed my lips with a still-closed mouth. "Did she suck your cock, and did you suck her sexy little slit?" She pressed her breasts against me as she moved forward squatting over my groin so that her vagina rubbed against my erection. "Come on my horny little friend you have tell me the whole story and don't leave out a single salacious detail."

 

"So do you want me to start with the story about Caroline, or would you rather start with a couple of things that happened yesterday afternoon at the bowling alley?"

 

Vikki rubbed her pussy against his cock and laughed. "Now what do you think."

 

It took more than thirty minutes for me to tell my story, half of that time was taken up with interruptions of a highly erotic nature as Vikki tried to put me off. Finally though I managed to tell both stories including my date with the woman tomorrow afternoon. Now all I needed was her reaction.

 

"The quicker we sort out that fucking bitch Julie Morris the better. Now--" she smiled "--can I go with you tomorrow?”

 

I didn't answer, I just kept Vikki on my lap and kissed her, and kissed her, and kept on kissing her until finally we had to come up for a breath of air and a change of position. Only then could I find the words to say, "Vikki, your amazing do you know that?" I didn't give her time to answer, kissing her yet again. "And you should know that nothing would please me more, and Caroline has already said she'd welcome you with open ... er ... arms." I looked at her as she began to rub herself against my cock. "Oh no you don't," I said moving her gently to her side of the bed. "Much as I'd like to begin making love to you, much as I would like to feel my cock fucking deep into your cunt you know you have an obligation to tell your story." I held her hand. "I really would like to hear about your stories."

 

Chapter 15: Vikki - Story One

 

"Most of these are really hot and really, really horny Justin, and you have my permission to masturbate because I'm certainly going to give my pussy a real workout. You see I don't plan to leave out a single disgusting detail no matter how much it might shock you."

 

Now that made me sit up, just what did she mean? I couldn't wait to find out.

 

"The first story starts with a bath Friday morning, I ran the bath and…"

 

*****

 

Vikki Thompson soaked herself listlessly in the bath, after a late night with her supposed boyfriend Rick Mason. She hadn't been able to sleep knowing that Rick could cause a great deal of trouble, especially if his jealousy at the coffee bar was anything to go by.

 

As she soaped herself her thoughts turned to the young man who had been following her on her early morning jogs. She liked how he looked and liked that he was obviously turned on by her, but she could see that he was far too shy to approach her. The question of course was what to do about it? Obviously any moves had to come from her, but how should she go about it? Then the answer hit her, it was so simple she wondered why she hadn't thought of it before?

 

Then just as her thoughts drifted to how to put her plan into action her father John walked in through the open doorway (no secrets in this house), shifted her clothes and sat on the chair. "Missed you last night peaches. And now you're up early this morning having a bath, makes me think something happened either last night or this morning. Don't suppose you'd care to…?"

 

Just then her mother Julie came past. "Can’t the poor girl have her bath in peace John," she said with a grin as she walked into the bathroom.

 

There was nothing for it, Vikki knew they understood her confused state, it was what she liked about her parents. The whole family could discuss anyone's problems openly and without the slightest embarrassment, hence this remarkable scene in the Thompson family bathroom.

 

She sat up unselfconsciously and handed her father a cloth. "Wash my tits for me daddy. As for last night," she looked at each of her parents in turn as her father rubbed some soap into the cloth and began to gently wash her breasts one at a time, "I sensed something about Rick that you seemed to see straight away and I didn't! And this morning I saw that boy again, you know the one that keeps following me." She turned to her father. "So you were right both in both instances." She leaned her shoulders back and pressed her breasts against the cloth her father was using. "Uhmm that’s nice daddy."

 

Her parents looked at each other, and then her mother said, "Well it's no secret that we don't like Mason, which is why we won't allow him into the house. But we weren't trying to influence you, so why the sudden change, did something happen?" She sat down on the side of the bath and continued as she watched Vikki begin to wash her right leg with another cloth. "Something did happen didn't it? Come on honey your father and I understand you too well, so do you feel like telling us about it?"

 

"We were with three of the regular gang at the coffee bar before we went to his place last night. There was a horny little slut called Madeleine, and I mean that in the nicest possible way because she likes fucking just as much as I do. Anyway I think you may have met her once, and anyway there was this Madeleine and a couple of acquaintances of hers, and two guys, Tony and Sam. Anyway, one time during the night I was dancing with Sam and Madeleine was all over Tony, which kind of prompted me to do the same with Sam. I think that was when Rick started to get jealous."

 

Her mother took the cloth from her and began to wash her back while her father continued to wash her breasts with the other cloth. "But I thought that you had a free and open relationship, after all didn't you tell me that Mason had spent the night with this Madeleine, fucking her?" After that question and before her daughter could answer Julie turned to her husband and grinned, "Somehow I don’t think you’re going to get our daughter's breasts any cleaner so why not try washing her stomach, you never know if Vikki is feeling generous she might even let you wash her cute little pussy."

 

Vikki winked at her father as the cloth he held in his hand moved off her breasts and onto her stomach. "Guess you’ll never know unless you try, daddy!" She liked to call her father daddy in such situations because it made her feel like his little girl when he was doing sexy things to her. She turned to her mother and answered her question. "Yes that's what I thought, mum, but somehow I think he wants his pussy and fuck it too."

 

"Then isn't it a little risky to go to this party tonight?"

 

"I have to go mum, I kind of promised Robin and Sarah I'd be there, and you know how much I value there friendship and the fact that they do so enjoy the same things I do. And besides I did kind of promise Robin that if I got the chance I'd make a threesome with him and Sarah. So I guess I'll just have to tread a little carefully. And besides Rick and I have this sort of agreement."

 

By this time her father had his hand between her legs and was using his index finger to wash her vagina inside and out and Vikki just couldn't help herself and sighed, "Oohhh, that is so nice daddy," as she thrust her hips repeatedly against his probing finger until she climaxed with a relaxed sigh and a very satisfied, "aahhh!"

 

After that pleasant interlude her father took his finger away and her mother stopped washing her back as things took on a more serious tone. Both of her parents looked at her but it was her father who spoke. "We know there's more to that agreement than your telling us, and we know we promised not to probe but we would like to know. After all you do know that you can tell us anything and we won't interfere. Besides, we suspect that there's more to what happened at the coffee bar than you're telling us and we suspect that led to something that happened at his place afterwards. So, in your own time and in your own words Vikki sweetheart."

 

Vikki took a deep breath and began to tell the story. "When I walked into his flat there were two of those three supposed friends of his that he likes to hang around with plus this blonde I'd never seen before. That's when Rick hung it on me about that old what's good for the goose shit. And then he loosed his two friends on me while he spent the whole time fucking the blonde. I mean I could give a fuck, excuse the language but the cunt..."

 

"Hey honey," said her father, "you should know better than that, in this house a spade is a spade, and where Mason is concerned a cunt is a cunt! And I do mean that in the worst possible way. Now carry on honey, please."

 

Vikki, who by now was out of the bath and drying herself, took the cue. "Well as I said I could care a fuck, I mean I went there to get fucked, and who was I to worry whose cock it was that was thrusting in and out of my ever horny pussy? But what did bother me was that he wanted to control whose cock actually fucked me. It seemed to me that he wanted to be the dominant to my submissive and that if he couldn't control who I was with then he would get jealous."

 

Having finished drying herself Vikki began to dress starting with a pair of lacy panties as she looked at each of her parents in turn. "You know it's funny, Rick didn't fuck me at all last night and just let his two mates do whatever they wanted with me as long as they didn't hurt me. I guess under the circumstances I should be grateful they didn't fuck my arse. Anyway, when I was about to leave Rick made a veiled threat about the party tonight and who I could be with if it wasn't him." She slipped on her supermarket dress (no bra) and followed her parents down to the kitchen.

 

Julie Thompson served the breakfast she had already prepared while her father got his papers together for the office. "Anyway," she said as she placed three coffees and three breakfast plates on the table, "that's enough about Mr. Rick fucking Mason. Now what about this young man who you say is following you? Is he some sort of pervert? Do you think he's some kind of peeping tom who likes nothing more than looking at your luscious arse in those deliciously tight shorts you like to wear when you run?"

 

"Oh heavens no!" Vikki was shocked at the thought. "I think he's a sweet kid who likes me but is too shy to do anything about it."

 

"So you like him?"

 

"Of course. When he first started following me he was big and fat and obviously trying to do something about it, but he was still cute, and of course he was shy. I kind of got the impression that because he didn't like himself he thought other's wouldn't like him either. And I guess that's true for a lot of girls."

 

"But not our Vikki, you can see past what's on the outside."

 

"Jeez I like to think so mum. I reckon in these past few months he's done nothing to disprove how I feel about him. It is just so unfair to ask if he's some kind of pervert or peeping tom. Those guys just wouldn't take the time or the effort required to improve their appearance and physical well-being. You know in those few months he's gone from being almost obese to being just slightly overweight. You see it seems to me that apart from all the running he's doing he must be on some kind of a diet and exercise schedule, especially as all of that fat is slowly being replaced by muscle. You know I reckon in another six months if he keeps on doing what he's doing he'll be perfect."

 

Julie Thompson grinned and held her hands up conceding defeat. "Point taken Julie, and you're right it does take a man of special quality and moral fibre to change his lifestyle for the better in such dramatic fashion."

 

Vikki smiled. "And you know the best part mum? I can't believe that another girl hasn't seen what he's doing, hasn't seen the potential of the boy and snapped him up. I mean I know he was shy when he looked the way he did all those months ago, but why would he be shy now? Anyway, that being the case I've decided that if he doesn't do anything I'm going to. That's why I've formulated a plan."

 

"And what sort of a plan is that?" asked her father as he tucked into his bacon and eggs.

 

"I'm going to get a couple of friends to attract his attention while I put myself in a position where he can't help but bump into me."

 

"Now let me guess," said Vikki's mother, "would that plan include certain twin girls named Tara and Teresa, and are you planning to go round there now?"

 

"Of course!"

 

"Are you sure you want to go round there before work, I mean you do remember what happened last time?"

 

"Of course I do, their father Brian fucked me silly, and I'm counting on it happening again, only this time I don’t plan to be late for work."

 

Just then there was a ring at the front door. Her father started to move. "That'll be my ride." He kissed Vikki gently on the cheek. "Whatever you decide peaches, you have my full support, my trust and my love so just enjoy yourself." He took her hand. "Just one more thing darling, as far as Mason is concerned, please be careful."

 

When her father had gone her mother sat down and poured a coffee. "Just how much do you fancy this young fellow you see in the morning?"

 

Vikki just smiled, took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling.

 

"Umm, that much!" Her mother looked at her with an all-knowing smile on her face.

 

*****

 

"Wow did you really mean that? Do you really ... er....?"

 

Vikki leaned across and kissed me. "I'm here lying on my bed with my parents permission, and we're going to fuck ourselves silly before the night's over, now what do you think?"

 

"That I'm the luckiest guy in the world."

 

Vikki grinned as she ran a hand lightly across my groin. "Luck runs both ways."

 

"Touché." I was almost at the point of no return as I looked at Vikki who was fingering herself with the three middle digits of her right hand. "Anyway, aside from the Mason business that was quite a story." Then thinking about that I took my hand off my cock wanting to be serious for a moment. "Vikki, that business about when Mason took you back to his flat and allowed his two mates to..."

 

"Enough about that Justin, there's worse that happened than that. No I want to talk about something really exciting that happened after I left the house and before I went to work. It concerns those two girls Tara and Teresa and their oversexed family."

 

Chapter 16: Vikki - Story Two

 

"Oversexed family! You mean those two girl's family...! My god I certainly have lived a sheltered life."

 

"Not for long. Now if I were you I'd be careful while you're masturbating this next story is probably a three-hanky job, and I'm not talking about using them to wipe your eyes. It started as I finished my coffee and..."

 

*****

 

Vikki raced out of the house and headed round the corner feeling a little excited about what might be in store for her when she got to the Bingham house. She was excited because of what had happened last time.

 

Tara and Teresa had told her their father, who worked evenings in a licensed club and was therefore always home when she visited in the mornings, that she was ticklish. And when she had gone to tickle him he had threatened, nicely and with a little laugh, that if she did he would strip her and fuck her. Of course Vikki, who liked nothing more than being on the receiving end of a good fucking took up the dare and tickled him. Of course it had turned out that the father's threat hadn't been an idle one and he stripped her there and then and fucked her right in front of his wife and their twin 15-year-old daughters. From that point on it had turned into an orgy with the wife and two daughters joining in.

 

Vikki had gone home after work that day, she had only just met Rick Mason, and told her parents of the adventure, which had them in turn excited, laughing and looking forward to an interesting future when, rather than if, they got to know them.

 

Suddenly Vikki realised she was at the driveway to the house, and with considerable excitement she walked to the front door and rang the bell. When the door opened she saw Susan Bingham, the mother, standing there wearing a see-through nightie, a pair of sexy black thong panties and nothing else.

 

"Well, well, hello Vikki Thompson, aren't you a sight for sore eyes, or at least you will be for Brian. Do you know he's been waiting for this day since that last visit and the promise you made?"

 

Vikki grinned, she had forgotten the promise, but the sudden memory of what she'd agreed to do to gain entry to the Bingham household made her smile. Suddenly the thought of what was going to happen inside had her wetting her panties.

 

"So do you want to do it here on the porch in clear view of the road or would you rather the sanctity of the hallway behind our front door?"

 

Vikki looked over her shoulder, and even though she saw a middle aged man, a young woman and two young teenage boys about to walk past as they looked in her direction she didn't hesitate. She reached behind her and undid the zipper of her dress before allowing it to fall in a pool at her feet. Then, satisfied that she had the attention of the people on the street, Vikki bent from the waist and stripped off her panties before doing a full three-sixty for the benefit of those same people.

 

The middle-aged man and the woman were in shock while the two teenage boys were making it noisily plain how much they approved while they masturbated imaginary cocks while the real ones remained tucked behind the baggy three-quarter length shorts they were wearing.

 

Vikki looked at Susan Bingham, and even though she had moved to one side Vikki felt compelled to ask officially, "May I please come in Susan?"

 

"Of course my dear, I've got a late start this morning and am about to have a shower, but you'll find Brian with the girls in their room." She grinned. "I’m sure you'll be very welcome."

 

Vikki walked through the house to the back where she knew the twins bedroom was. The doorway was on her right, and it was open, so she turned and was about to walk through the doorway when she stopped dead in her tracks. "FUCK! Now that is a way to kick-start your day."

 

On the bed, it was a king-sized double because the girls wouldn't have it any other way, both Tara and Teresa were naked and laying with their arses resting on the bottom edge of the bed and their legs in the air and split wide apart. In between both girls legs were a couple of young boys who were pounding reasonably sized cocks in and out of their hungry little cunts.

 

Both girls were occupying the two outer thirds of the bed leaving space between them for their father, who with his back to Vikki was having his cock sucked by both twins alternately.

 

Brian Bingham turned his head and looked up at Vikki's exclamation, and after stopping the panicking boys from pulling their cocks out of his daughter's cunts grinned. "Hi Vikki, good to see you paid the price of admission. You know I've missed that cute little cunt of your's." He stroked the cheeks of his daughters as he turned to face her showing off his 7½-inches of rock-solid cock. "You know as good as the home fare is," he ducked to avoid a couple of playful slaps from his daughters, "it's nice to enjoy a rare delicacy once in a while."

 

"Hey Vikki," said Tara grinning as she continued push her pussy against the cock thrusting into her, "good timing, you know dad's done nothing but talk about reacquainting himself with your pussy." She pointed to the teenage boy pistoning in and out of her. "Meet Ian Watson our cousin."

 

Vikki grinned when she saw him turn his head and look her up and down even as he continued to fuck Tara. "Uuhhhmmmm, like what you see do you?"

 

"Oh yeah, you're cute, I think I could enjoy fucking you."

 

"And you’ll get you're chance." She looked at Tara. "You look as if you’re enjoying it you slut, are you, and is he any good?"

 

"Good!" She grinned. "My pussy has never had it so good, I think only dad has filled it and fucked it better."

 

Vikki turned to Teresa as she saw Brian Bingham step off the bed. "And what about you, you horny little cunt? Is this guy any good? Although from the big grin on your face I guess that's a stupid question."

 

Teresa waved and laughed as she pushed against the cock pounding into her. "G'day yourself cunt. And yeah this one's as good as his brother. You know I think the only thing better than this would be to have them both at same time." She laughed. "And then of course if dad joined in," she sighed, "that would be cock heaven."

 

The young teenager shook Vikki's hand as he continued to pound his cock in and out of Teresa Bingham’s vagina. "Colin, Ian's older brother. Can I...?"

 

Vikki didn't let him finish. "You bet you can." She positioned herself between Tara and Teresa and lifted her legs just like the girls. "Come on big guy," she looked at the girl's father, Brian, "fuck me. I need it, I need a good fucking before I go to work." Then she looked at the two young fellows fucking the twins. "You know, I rather think it's going to be fun fucking you two."

 

Brian laughed. "But not this morning I'm afraid, I'm not going to be blamed for you being late for work again. I'm afraid you'll just have to settle for a single fuck from little old me."

 

Vikki laughed. "Little, fuck if that's little I'd like to see a big one! Now come on Brian, just fuck me."

 

"You bet I will. I'm going to fuck that cute little pussy of yours so hard I'll make you're your eyes water and your pussy so sore you'll be bow-legged all day." He walked up, slid his cock up and down the wet opening to lubricate it and then rammed it home.

 

"OH YES! Oh God yes, yesss! FUCK ME, FUUCCCKKKK MEE, FUUUCCCCKKKKK MEEE!" Vikki pushed herself against Brian Bingham's probing cock and moaned out again. "Oh, oohhh, oohhh God yes, yeesss, do it to me, fuck it, fuck my cunt, pound your cock into my hot pussy." She looked up and laughed as she pushed herself against his probing cock. "God I love it like this, I feel like such a slut! And I absolutely fucking love it."

 

"Brian grinned. "You are a fucking slut, all you girls are when they're on their backs getting dicked with their favourite cut of meat."

 

"Ooh daddy do you like fucking little sluts?" Asked Tara as she reached out and pulled Ian Watson's cock further into her. "Because I like being your little slut, your hot cunt. I like it when a cock is pounding away at my hot little twat, especially if its your cock."

 

"OH ME TOO DADDY!" screamed Teresa as she wrapped her legs around Colin Watson and used her heels on his arse to pull him into her. "I feel like such a whore lying here fucking my cousin." Then she pulled his head down to her breasts. "Come on cuz suck on my titties and make my nips harder than they are all ready."

 

Colin Watson sucked on Teresa's tits and pounded his average-sized hard-on into her clutching sex before he took his mouth away. "God I love staying here, it's like a smorgasbord of pussy." He looked at Vikki who was still being brutally fucked by his uncle. "And any new pussy on the menu is going to be a rare treat."

 

Vikki grinned as she pulled Brian Bingham's head down to her breasts and squeezed his thick cock with her cunt. "Sounds good to me. Will you be here tonight when I finish work?"

 

Ian looked up as he fucked Tara harder. "Fucking oath, do you think we're going to miss out on another chance at this house of sluts? God first it was auntie slut, now it’s the twin cousin sluts, and if you’re gonna pop in and give us a shot at that cute little slut cunt of yours then it'll be a bonus."

 

"In that case then this slut might just pop in, and bring her hungry pussy with her." Vikki looked up at Brian and grinned. "Now come on Uncle Brian, or daddy, or horny old bastard, get that arse of yours moving, I want to feel your cum flooding into my pussy." She grinned. "Then I've got to get cleaned up and get to work without being late."

 

She turned to Tara and Teresa then. "I need to talk to both of you, okay? I mean fucking your dad is good but I came here to ask for your assistance with something."

 

Tara laughed. "Someone you mean, you cock-hungry little cunt, now who is he?"

 

"I don't know his name ... OH GOD FUCK ME DADDY BRIAN ... he's a boy ... OH YEAH FUCK MY PUSSY ... who follows me ... OH GOD FUCK ME FUUCCCKKKK ME ... and looks at my arse ... OOHHH GODDD FUCK MY CUNT ... when I go for my run in the morning."

 

"So how are we going to help?" Asked Teresa with a grunt as she squeezed her pussy around her cousin's pounding cock.

 

"By creating a distraction."

 

Tara laughed. "Oh cool, that's something we're kind of good at."

 

"Thanks girls, now we'd better get these guys to finish off fucking us."

 

"Yes, come on guys get those cocks pumping into these little sluts, let them feel your cum flooding into their little teenage cunts."

 

Vikki and the twins looked up and the father and the two cousins turned their heads to see Susan Bingham standing in the doorway. She was wearing a suit of charcoal grey and a white blouse. The jacket of the suit had just two buttons and of course, if modesty was to be maintained, had to be worn with a blouse underneath. However at sometime during the day Susan planned to be wearing it without. The skirt meanwhile was mid-thigh length, and if she leant over a desk, something she also planned to do at sometime during the day, she would reveal what she had neglected to wear.

 

Susan looked at Brian and said, "I think today's the day."

 

"You mean your boss is going to finally get a piece of you?"

 

Susan lifted up her skirt and showed that she wasn't wearing panties. "I plan to sit on his lap when I take dictation." She allowed the first syllable of that last word to roll on her tongue for several seconds before she completed the word.

 

Colin looked up and focused straight at her pussy. "Maybe we could...?"

 

"Not now you horny little fucker. Besides the two of you had a piece of it last night." She looked around at the good fucking her daughters and their horny little slut friend were getting. "Come you sluts get this fucking over with," she grinned, "you girls have to get to school, the boys have to get to TAFE and Vikki has to get to work, and you--" she looked at her husband, "--have the boy's mother to attend to."

 

They did hurry too. Vikki felt the familiar sensations of a cock ready to pump a load deep into her pussy, and she saw the boys as they pumped cum deep into the girl's pussies before the girl's father exploded and blasted several loads into her thrusting pussy.

 

Then everyone raced around and freshened up before heading off to either school, TAFE, work or, in the case of Brian Bingham, to give Colin and Ian Watson's mother a good fucking before she went shopping.

 

The last to leave was Vikki who put her dress on out on the front porch and in full view of the street. "What about my panties Susan, don't I...?”

 

"Need them, oh I don't think so. Your not going to reveal anything in that dress, and if you see a boy you fancy you'll be able fuck him without the worry of taking them off and putting them back on again."

 

Vikki grinned. "Guess it'll make things easier when I come back here and strip off in your front yard before I fuck those sexy nephews of yours."

 

"You bet it will." Susan lifted up Vikki's dress and patted her on her naked bottom. "Now get moving."

 

Vikki raced down the driveway and headed off to work. She was already looking forward to fucking the Watson boys.

 

*****

 

I'd been so busy listening to that extraordinary story and so busy wondering just how far behind I was where sex was concerned that I hadn't realised what had happened until I heard Vikki's good-natured laugh. That's when I looked down and saw that both my stomach and chest were covered in cum.

 

"Fuck Justin I hope that you can pump that amount of cum into me." She leaned over then and began to lick it up, something I never thought she would do. "Oooh yummy," she said when she'd cleared every drop, "looks like a blowjob will be the first thing on the menu."

 

"I ... I'm s-sorry Vikki I d-didn't mean to c-come like that, I g-guess I g-got c-carried away." I looked down at my cock, which, of course, was still hard.

 

She smiled and rubbed her hand along my cocks full 11-inches. "Don't you ever apologise about this, it's gorgeous, and still as hard as ever, and that is amazing. That stupid Julie Morris doesn't realise what she's missing out on, and I'm going to meet you after school on Tuesday and tell the stupid fucking bitch just that!"

 

"NO, NO!" I panicked raising my voice slightly, it was the last thing I wanted.

 

The smile disappeared from Vikki's face. "I don't understand, I thought you would want that. I thought that you would want me to meet you." She frowned. "Is it because of what happened at Tara and Teresa's? Is it because I fucked their father? Is it because I've fucked so many guys and you've only had the chance to fuck Caroline Herschfeldt, something that I guarantee will be remedied starting tonight?"

 

I put my hand on Vikki's shoulder interrupting her. She had completely misunderstood my meaning. "No Vikki, no! It's not that at all. Jesus I love the thought of you fucking all those guys especially if there are an equal number of girl's for me."

 

"There is Justin. Don't you realise sluts like us will be queuing up to have our cunts fucked by your cock."

 

"Sluts? Surely you're not saying..."

 

"In the nicest sense of the word Justin. We're girls who live for sex, love to get fucked by one or more cocks, and my girlfriends would kill me if I kept this one to myself." She patted my cock before looking at me seriously as she laid back and began to rub her labia with one hand and her clit with the other. "Well if it isn’t that why don't you want me to meet you and tell that cunt Julie exactly what I think of her?"

 

Now my smile, which had disappeared at her reaction to my sudden outburst, returned. "No Vikki you've got it wrong, I do want you to meet me, and I do want you to give her a piece of your mind, and I would like you to do it as sexily as you can manage. It's just that I don't want you to tell her about any of my sexual attributes because mum, who just happens to be on ... er ... very good terms with Julie's parents, has a little something planned for me to get my own back on her, and I'll tell you all about that as soon as I hear all of your stories."

 

Now she was grinning again. "In that case then I'll definitely be there. And I'll be sexy in spades, I'll have those poor boys almost coming in their pants." She laughed heartily. "And now it's time to tell you what happened after work."

 

Chapter 17: Vikki - Story Three

 

“I cashed in my till, got my gear together and walked out…”

 

*****

 

Vikki left the supermarket with a smile on her face. Work had been fun, or at least the non-work part of it. She had taken every opportunity to flash her naked bottom to the cuter of the young guys and the better looking of the older ones. She had of course made sure that none of them had gotten a look at her pussy. Not that she was too shy to show them, after all showing off was what turned her on, that is apart from the thought of the sex act itself. No, a girl needed to have something in reserve, something that would keep their tongues hanging out, something that would keep them coming back. Then of course there were her breasts; she hadn’t even given the slightest glimpse of them and that would have to happen before she even considered letting them glimpse her pussy.

 

Vikki was still lost in thought when a voice interrupted her and brought her back to the present. “Nice show Vikki, don’t suppose that you’d do me a favour and finish the show?” The voice belonged to Jimmy Brown who had snuck up to be alongside without her even realizing it.

 

“Sorry Jimmy, I don’t think so, at least not yet.” She smiled. “But keep you’re eyes open, the show is going to get better, and it could happen tomorrow.”

 

Jimmy smiled. “Don’t suppose it would make any difference if I said that my place was just around the corner or that I’d seen it all before at the coffee bar?”

 

“In that case then you know where you can see it again don’t you? And besides if you’ve seen me at the coffee bar then you’ve seen the guy I’ve been there with.”

 

“So!” Jimmy was smiling. “I’ve also seen how often you change partners and how … er … intimate you are with each other.”

 

Vikki had to admire his persistence but she was also in a hurry. “Sorry Jimmy but I have to dash, I have a couple of horny studs waiting for me. And if I’m any judge they’ll be waiting at the door with their cocks hanging out.” She moved at a run in the direction of the Bingham’s house flipping her skirt up with one hand as she turned and laughed while waving with the other one. “But maybe tomorrow.” And it was only then that she realized that four more supermarket staff, two male and two female, none of whom had witnessed her exhibitions during the day, had joined Jimmy. She stopped, released her skirt, turned around to face her workmates all of whom were thankfully smiling, and waved. “See you tomorrow guys,” she yelled.

 

“Yeah,” said one of the girls, a checkout chick who went by the name of Naomi Johnson, “and maybe we’ll see a bit more of you tomorrow, that is if you’re working the same shift as today.”

 

“I’m just doing the afternoon shift.”

 

“In that case then we will see some of you tomorrow, won’t we?”

 

“Well I guess that could depend on whether I’m the only one willing to put on a show.”

 

The girl lifted her skirt and flashed a pair of brief lacy panties as she did a full turn showing just how much they clung to the sumptuous curves of her glorious arse. “Maybe I will at that.”

 

Without Vikki’s naked arse to look at the two guys and other girl, as well as Jimmy Brown, were looking at the delectable heart shape of the panty-clad arse that was on display. So Vikki moved closer intent on issuing a challenge. “Tell you what Naomi,” said Vikki when she was close enough to talk without yelling, “If you leave the panties off tomorrow and give some of the guys a flash of that cute bum naked, I’ll give the same guys a good look at my tits. What do you say?”

 

“Done.” Naomi held out her hand and when Vikki took it they shook on the deal.

 

Vikki waved to Jimmy, Naomi and the other two work colleagues before turning to make her way to the much anticipated rendezvous with the Watson boys.

 

“Well it’s about time,” said Susan Bingham when she opened the door to reveal Vikki on the front porch. “I’ve got a couple of horny boys waiting for you.”

 

“What about a couple of horny girls?”

 

“Oh they’ve had their intimate moment with the boys this afternoon. When I told them that I was reserving the rest of their sexual energy for you and that they had to go up to their room to finish their homework they took their pouty expressions and horny pussies and disappeared. I suspect that I won’t see them until your final screams of carnal delight have echoed through the house. Now where were you going to undress? Wasn’t it the middle of the yard?”

 

Vikki looked round and saw some schoolkids, a couple of older teenagers, one of whom she thought might have been familiar, and a couple of middle-aged men all taking a keen interest in her. She took another look at the one she thought she recognised, decided it was just a coincidence, and was about to walk to the front picket fence when she saw the two young boys from next door standing next to the fence separating their front yard from the Bingham’s. She knew that one of the boys was 11 and the other 12.

 

She’d only spoken to the boys a couple of times but she knew they liked her, and were always trying to get a closer look at her charms. She immediately decided that instead of walking to the front fence and giving her audience a show she would take off her dress and hand it to one of the boys while she climbed the fence and walked with them to their front door, that way she would kill two birds with one stone; give the boys a thrill of a lifetime and still give her audience out front a show.

 

“Hey guys wait there.” Vikki waved to the two boys as she walked towards them. “I’ve got something to show you.” She walked over to where the boys were waiting, removed her mobile phone from her pocket and took off the dress, which of course left her naked. Then she handed the dress to the younger looking of the boys and held out her hand. “My name’s Vikki Thompson, what’s yours?”

 

“I … I … I’m … that is … er … I’m…” His voice trailed off as he finally lost control of his jaw muscles. His eyes examined every inch of her body until finally he found his voice again as he took her outstretched hand. “Joey Tanner I’m 11, and this my older brother Billy, he’s 12.”

 

Vikki smiled and turned her attention to the other boy as she held out her hand again. “Hi Billy, and I’m 17.” She saw him looking her up and down and saw his eyes flitting between her breasts and her vagina. “Like what you see Billy?” she asked as her smile turned to a grin.

 

“I … I’m sorry Miss Thompson…”

 

“It’s Vikki sweetie, my boss calls me Miss Thompson.”

 

“Okay … er … Vikki. I’m sorry I stared but you’re … and I’ve…” he turned to his brother Joey who was still struggling with the control of his jaw muscles and still examining every inch of her body “…we’ve never … that is … er … we’ve…”

 

“It’s okay Billy I wouldn’t have taken my dress off if I didn’t want you to look.” She handed Billy the phone while she gripped the fence in both hands before vaulting up off her right foot to rest her left on the top of the fence leaving her right foot hanging down and her vagina wide-open for the boy’s inspection. Then she held out her right hand to Joey. “Would you mind giving me a hand Joey?”

 

Naturally she didn’t get a reaction straight away, after all what 11-year-old boy would hear anybody or anything when he had a teenage girl’s pussy staring him in the face from less than a foot away.

 

“JOEY … THIS IS EARTH CALLING JOEY!”

 

“Wh-What … er … did you…?” The question trailed away as he looked at her outstretched hand. “Did you want me to…?”

 

“Yes Joey, if you can tear your eyes away from my pussy long enough.” Vikki grinned and waved at a laughing Susan Bingham who had been joined in the doorway by the two Watson boys. Then she waved at the growing crowd out front of the house before turning back to Joey. “Yes Joey I would like you to give me a hand. I’m getting a might uncomfortable on this fence. I mean I know the view’s nice but…”

 

“Oh I’m sorry Miss … er … Vikki.”

 

Joey took her hand and she dropped gently on the balls of her feet in the Tanner’s front yard. “Thank you Joey, now…” she took her phone back and put her arms around both boys waists and pulled them against the velvet softness of her naked breasts and stomach, “lets see if your mother has any objection to me coming by and picking up that dress when I leave a little later on.”

 

Vikki took the boys by the hand and was heading in the direction of their front door when she looked up and saw that the boy’s mother was standing in the doorway waiting. Fortunately she had a smile on her face.

 

“I really didn’t think you’d do it. And I especially didn’t think that you’d give my boys the dress, neither did I think that you’d climb the fence like that.” She turned to her sons who were still giving Vikki’s naked body the closest of close inspections. “Boys, would you stop staring at the poor girl.”

 

“It’s all right Mrs. Tanner I…”

 

“Please call me Linda, Vikki.”

 

“You know my name?”

 

“Of course, I work in a coffee shop just around the corner from where Susan works as a legal secretary. She told me all about how you undressed on the porch this morning, told me all about how you fucked Brian…”

 

“Mum!” Billy finally dragged his eyes from Vikki’s breasts and vagina. “You said the ‘F’ word!”

 

His mother laughed. “Come on Billy you’ve heard me say the word before, after all it’s just a verb describing an especially pleasurable act, just like tits and boobs, cunt and pussy are nouns that describe the parts of Vikki that you can’t seem to stop looking at.”

 

“It’s all right Linda I’ve already told them I’m happy for them to look otherwise I wouldn’t be standing here naked.”

 

Linda grinned. “And so am I otherwise I wouldn’t be letting you stand here and the boys would be up in there room.” She turned to Billy her eldest. “Come on Billy which part of Vikki’s cute body do you like?”

 

Billy took a deep breath and stammered out his answer. “Her breasts.”

 

Linda Tanner gave her son an old-fashioned sideways look. “I’ll ask you again. What part of Vikki do you like?”

 

More relaxed this time Billy stared straight at Vikki’s chest before he turned to his mother. “I like all of her, but I especially like her tits.”

 

“Good boy, now what about you Joey?”

 

It was perfectly obvious which part of Vikki Joey liked; after all he hadn’t stopped staring at the junction of Vikki’s thighs since she climbed over the fence. But that wasn’t the point of the exercise. Joey knew what his mother wanted him to say, and so he did. “Her pussy mum, I don’t think I could ever get enough of seeing Vikki’s cunt!”

 

Vikki sat on a chair on the porch with her legs spread and looked at Linda Tanner. “Well now that we’ve established that the boys can look at my tits and cunt for as long as they want what else did Susan tell you?”

 

“Well apart from telling me that you were going to strip in the front yard of her house, which incidentally is why the boys were out there because I kind of let it slip, she also told me that you were planning to fuck both of those cute boys on your way home from work.”

 

“Well that’s true. But what I really want to know is can I can come over later and pick up my dress. You see I would get a real kick out of walking naked into your house, standing nude in front of your whole family and dressing for a party I have to go to. That is if you don’t mind me calling my mother and asking her to bring some clothes over for me to put on. I mean I know your husband might be home and I…”

 

“His name is Keith and I think he’d like nothing better than to see you nude and dressing in front of him. As a matter-of-fact I think he would like to help. As would,” the woman looked around at her two sons whose eyes hadn’t left Vikki’s naked body, “my two sons I suspect.”

 

“Oh I’d be happy to let the three of them, so long as it’s okay with you.”

 

“Oh I think it’s about time my boys got to enjoy the fruits of all the changes happening around this town. And as for my husband, well he works in an all-male factory, drives to and from work by car and doesn’t enjoy much of a social life because he’s too tired thanks to the overtime he does. So I think he’ll love the idea of helping the cutest teenage girl he’s ever seen get dressed in front of him, and I especially think he’d like the idea of putting you’re panties and bra on.” She grinned. “That is if you’re going to wear any.”

 

Vikki smiled. “Oh I just might, just so that your husband can put them on me.”

 

“In that case then I’ll thank you in anticipation. Now…” she moved out and waved at Susan Bingham who was waiting patiently with the boys “…I think you’d better go so as you don’t keep those horny young boys waiting.”

 

“Oh I am don’t worry.” Vikki looked at the boys who were still eying her off and noticed that both had developed nice little hard-ons. “But maybe I should stay and help these little cuties and their little problems.”

 

The boys turned away, the embarrassment of their erections finally causing them to drag their eyes off Vikki’s naked body.

 

“Don’t worry about the boys Vikki, they’ll go to the bathroom and take care of themselves as per usual and I’ll wrestle with my frustration until their father gets home.”

 

“Why? I mean if you’re willing to allow Keith to dress me, which probably means touching all of my intimate places, then surely he wouldn’t mind if you and the boys…?”

 

“But Vikki that would be like…”

 

“Like what? I think it would be like having fun within the family. My dad and I do things with each other, and so do mum and I, and we spend a lot of time being nude around the house. And it isn’t sexual all the time, but it can be if I sit on daddy’s lap and give him a really close cuddle with his hard-on brushing my pussy and sometimes--” she licked her top lip and grinned a little “--even slipping inside. And I mean you don’t have to be nude, you could just wear bra and panties. Maybe even the G-string variety that would encourage your husband or the kids to gently pinch your arse, your tits and even your pussy  occasionally.”

 

“But you’re nude.”

 

That’s because I like to show off, because I’m taking advantage of the way this country, this city has changed. I mean I figure you’ve got three choices; you can either hide yourself away, stay as you are or you can take the bull by the horns and make a few changes in your life and give the men…” Vikki looked at the two boys and grinned “…in your family, and maybe even some in town and where you work some pleasure to brighten what could be a dull day. I mean that’s what I did today, I flashed several of the young guys at work my naked arse. And I promised that tomorrow I would show them my tits if this other girl left her panties off and showed them her naked bum. And heaven knows if your husband … if Keith … can gain a little pleasure out of life after working hard all day and all week then surely he deserves it, doesn’t he?”

 

Joey had moved closer to his mother. “Mum that sounds like a fantastic idea. Would you undress for us now? Would you maybe come with us to the bathroom and … and … well you know…?”

 

Linda Tanner looked at her younger son and laughed. “Yes I might, but only on one condition.” Both boys looked up expectantly. “And that is that you tell me in graphic detail exactly what you would like to do once we get inside.”

 

Joey was obviously keen to tell his mother his every desire but he had no chance of beating his brother. “We’d like you to take us up to your bedroom and wank our little cocks until we come,” said Billy. “But we’d also like you to undress first, maybe just down to your underwear if that’s all you feel like doing. Unless of course you’d like to show us your titties and your pussy and your bum.”

 

She looked at Joey who was grinning and voicing his total agreement. “Okay boys lets get inside and see how far this little adventure takes us. Vikki,” Linda moved closer and gave her a close hug and a firm, passionate kiss on the mouth as she took hold of her naked bottom and squeezed gently, “I think things are going to change around here, and I think that we might try and get to know Susan and Brian and Tara and Teresa a little better. I mean their family is the perfect compliment to ours. And--” she continued to squeeze Vikki’s arse “--of course it goes without saying that we’d like to keep seeing you … all of you. Oh and when you call your mother tell her to just walk in. We’ll just take a chance on whatever’s happening here when she arrives.”

 

Vikki gave the woman a peck on the lips and said, “That’s a promise. And whatever is happening she’ll be horny enough to join in because no matter how many sluts there are in this town, and the number is growing every day,” she looked pointedly at Linda and grinned, “Julie my mother is still Queen Slut! Now if you’d just let go of my arse I think I’d better put two horny young men next door out of there misery.”

 

When Linda Tanner let her go Vikki moved off the porch and was about move away when she caught a whispered comment from Billy saying he wished it had been his hands on her arse. She stopped and faced the boys. “You never know, your wish might just come true, but first things first, your mother’s waiting and I’ve got a couple of boys to fuck.”

 

Satisfied that things were under control in the Tanner residence Vikki sprinted to fence with tits jiggling and hopped over waving to the crowd, which was still in attendance, as she did so. Then she raced to where the Susan and the boys were waiting. “Sorry to keep you waiting but somehow I don’t think things are going to be the same between your family and the Tanners.”

 

“Oh how so?” Asked Susan.

 

“Let me put it this way, you’re a couple, they’re a couple, you’re a slut, Linda’s a slut in the making. Now you’ve got two slutty daughters and they’ve got two horny sons with, from what I could see through their jeans, very nice little cocks.” Vikki turned to the boys before turning back. “I guess you can figure the rest out. Now, I think Ian and Colin have been waiting long enough don’t you?”

 

“Ooh goody does that mean three more cocks for us to fuck?”

 

Susan Bingham grinned at Tara who was halfway down the stairs with her sister standing behind her, they were both wearing panties and nothing else. “I thought I told you two to stay upstairs. But yes, if you behave yourselves we might be able to come to some arrangement, now hop it before I tan those cute little arses of yours.”

 

“Ooh, sounds good to me.”

 

“Cheeky bitch, what about if it’s the hard hand of your father on your naked bottoms?”

 

Vikki laughed when she saw the twins scurry up the stairs. Then she turned to Susan. “Would you like me to come over tomorrow night with mum and dad? I can pretty much guarantee we’ll get the ball rolling and all we have to do is ask Linda and Keith and the boys over from next door. Matter-of-fact seeing as I’m going back there you can leave that to me. I think I can pretty much guarantee that they’ll come.” Vikki thought for a second and grinned. “Tell you what I’ll even send my mum back with dad tonight, suggest that the Tanners come over here and you can have a trial session, how’s that sound?”

 

“Wow, sounds good to me, I’ll even cook up my special chicken casserole and buy some good white wine.”

 

“Don’t worry about the wine Susan, dad has some good stuff in his cellar. I don’t think he’ll mind the sacrifice for some fresh pussy to fuck.”

 

Susan looked towards the top of the stairs where the girls were standing, naked this time, still hoping for an invitation. “I thought I told you to go to your rooms.” When they had scurried off she turned to Vikki. “Looks like there’s some fresh pussy that won’t mind some new cock.”

 

“And what about you, you horny slut? Don’t tell me you wouldn’t mind a fresh cock or two to fuck,” said Vikki grinning.

 

“I’ve no intention of denying it,” said Susan Bingham laughing. “And why should I?”

 

“Why indeed.” Vikki turned to the boys. “Now come on you two how about getting undressed, we’ve got some fucking to do!” She turned back to Susan Bingham who was fiddling with the top button of her jacket. “Oh all right, come on you horny slut, even if there’s not a cock available there’s at least going to be a free mouth.”

 

In seconds the boys and their auntie were undressed and waiting.

 

Vikki looked at her watch and saw that it was about ten past six. And realizing that she needed to hurry grabbed the boy’s stiff cocks and started to lead them to the lounge room. “Come on let’s get this fucking show on the road!”

 

*****

 

“Jesus Vikki I don’t know if I’m going to be able to control myself, even for a second time. These stories are just getting better and better.”

 

“You like them huh.” She pushed the first two fingers of her right hand together and pushed them down the length of her slit starting at her clitoris. Then as she gradually forced her labia to separate pushed them inside and began to fuck her pussy slowly and rhythmically as she began to rub her proudly erect little clitoris with her thumb. Well there’s more to … er … come, so to speak.”

 

Chapter 18: Vikki - Story Four

 

“I’d tell you about every fuck and every blowjob but I don’t think you need every single detail. Suffice to say that in the space of about three-quarters of an hour both of those gorgeous boys had their fair share of Susan and me. And then after I cleaned up I walked out of the Bingham house and…

 

*****

 

Fifty minutes later Vikki was walking down the driveway of the Bingham house intent on walking out onto the street and along to the Tanner residence next door. She did it this way because it was still daylight and she knew that with such a busy street there was a good chance that there would be people passing by as she made her way next door.

 

As she walked onto her street she pressed the speed dial on her mobile phone for her home phone number, pressed the button with the picture of a little green phone and waited for her mother to answer.

 

“Hi Vikki.”

 

Vikki stood at the fence next to the Bingham’s driveway and watched as a couple and their young son and daughter approached from the other side of the Tanner’s front yard. “, I need you to do me a favour.”

 

“Of course honey, but where are you, what are you doing? I thought you would have been home.”

 

“Yeah sorry, I’ve been kind of distracted.”

 

“Yeah honey, your father and I know what sort of distraction it probably was. But you still haven’t told me where you are and what you’re doing.”

 

Vikki started to move towards the Tanner’s driveway and acknowledged the couple that were clearly in a state of shock at her naked state as they hurried their children past her. “I’m about to turn into the driveway of the house next to Tara and Teresa’s. With Susan’s help I’ve just finished taking on their two cousins, most of the time it was singly,” she started to walk down their driveway, “but occasionally they took us on two at a time. And before you ask, the reason I have to go next door is to reclaim my dress from either the father or one of the two boys.”

 

But that means that you’re topless!”

 

“No, it means I’m naked, Susan kept my panties this morning. I’ve been naked for almost two hours and I reckon apart from giving an 11 and a 12-year-old boy a big thrill I also upset a couple and their two kids as they walked passed me just as soon as I stepped out of the Bingham’s driveway.”

 

“Well I guess that’s par for the course. And I’m also guessing that what you need has something to do with the party tonight.”

 

Vikki was at the Tanner’s front door by the time she answered. “Yeah like some clothes, maybe my blue mini-skirt, my blue and white patterned crop-top and my electric blue G-string and matching bra. I’m getting some help getting dressed. I think the father, Keith, is going to dress most of me with a little help from the boys.”

 

“Oh I think I’d like to see that.”

 

“You’re going to, and don’t wear panties. Or if you do wear a G-string, these little cuties fancy the idea of feeling up a naked arse, and once they’ve felt up mine I might throw out a hint that you’re not averse to having hands all over yours. Oh and I might need a lift to the party so that I’m not any later than I’m going to be already.”

 

Okay honey see you in ten.”

 

Just as Vikki ended the conversation the front door opened and a strong looking six foot two man with a shock of dark hair and a handsome clean-shaven face stood there eying her up and down. “WOW! Linda didn’t do you justice and neither did the kids, you are a wet dream of the highest order.” He leant forward put his left arm behind her knees and his right arm around her back, under her right armpit close to her breast and picked her up. “I believe there are two very horny young boys who would probably still be able to get it up in spite of what they’ve been doing with their mother for the past hour.”

 

Vikki squeezed herself against him, pressed her breasts into his chest and kissed him passionately on the lips before she looked up at him as he kicked the front door shut and walked into the lounge. “Going to enjoy dressing me? Mum should be here in ten minutes with my clothes, and she’s going to stay and watch, and…” Vikki looked in Billy and Joey’s direction, they were dressed and sitting on the couch “…she likes feeling soft hands on her naked arse!”

 

“So do I.” Linda Tanner’s voice came from one of the two armchairs on either side of the couch and Vikki saw that she was naked. “And my boys and this dirty fucker here,” she indicated her husband, “have been having a fine old time playing with mine, as well as my tits and pussy. You know I never thought this could be so much fun, and so harmless.”

 

“Yeah it was fun all right,” said Keith Tanner as he sat down in the other armchair with Vikki in his lap and began to play with her breasts. “Just like it’s fun playing these gorgeous tits of yours.”

 

“Can we play with her daddy?” asked Billy.

 

Their father looked across at the boys. “If it’s all right with Vikki,” he tweaked her nipples and squeezed her breasts gently, “and somehow I think it might be.” He turned and kissed her lightly on the lips. “Is it?”

 

Vikki returned Keith Tanner’s kiss, sat back in his arms and spread her legs giving everyone a consummate view of her charms. “Come and get ‘em kids, but be gentle with me please.”

 

She watched the kids dive off the couch and move over to her, and she waited until Joey was playing with her tits and Billy her pussy before she took a deep breath and spoke to their mother as she wiggled her bottom on the father’s hard-on, which was still growing in his pants. “So what did you and the boys do after I left?”

 

“Well they wouldn’t leave me alone until I got undressed, completely. And then they wouldn’t leave me in peace until they were able to stick their fingers in my pussy.”

 

“Wow that’s … STICK A COUPLE OF FINGERS INSIDE MY CUNT BILLY … cool, and did you masturbate the boys Linda? FUCK YOU’VE GOT A NICE TOUCH ON MY TITS JOEY!”

 

“Wanked them and sucked them, the only thing I haven’t done is fuck them!”

 

“And when are you going to get around to doing that?”

 

The voice came from the doorway, and they all looked up to see Vikki’s mother standing at the entrance to the lounge.

 

Julie Thompson walked over and introduced herself. “Julie Thompson Vikki’s mother.”

 

Linda Tanner stood up not self-conscious about her nudity anymore. “Linda Tanner, I’m very pleased to meet you.” She introduced her husband and both of her sons before she put her arms around the waist of Vikki’s mother and squeezed. “Vikki tells us you might not be wearing much under this dress.” She put both hands on its hem as if she was about to lift it up and looked at Julie. “May I?”

 

Julie Thompson lifted her arms and waited until her dress had been removed to reveal she was wearing nothing underneath.

 

“Well this is something that doesn’t happen often,” said Linda as she resumed her hugging of Vikki’s mother and squeezed her naked bum, “a mother and daughter both naked at the same time in our house. And really, now that you’re naked it’s easy to see where young Vikki gets her looks from.”

 

“Well thank you Linda you’re a hot looking slut too,” said Julie as she squeezed Linda Tanner’s arse cheeks in response to the nice squeezing her own was getting. “But, much as I hate to interrupt this party, and believe me I do because I like nothing better than seeing my daughter having fun, especially if I can join in, my daughter has to be somewhere tonight.” She turned to Vikki. “And you know what he’ll be like if your much later than you’re going to be already.”

 

“Mum I…”

 

“I know, but you know what I think.” She produced the bag and handed it to Vikki. “Now let this gorgeous man whose lap you’re sitting on dress you while…” she indicated for the boys to come over to where she was standing “…we keep these boys amused. Now,” she turned to each boy in turn, “pick an arse and a pair of tits, and if you’re really gentle and very nice we might let you toy with our cunts,” she turned to Linda, “right honey?”

 

“Absolutely.”

 

Vikki watched Joey turn to his mother and take one of her arse cheeks and one of her tits in his hands. Then she watched Billy do the same to her mother before she dipped into her bag and handed Keith Tanner her G-string. She grinned. “It’s pretty tight so you’ll have to make sure that it fits snugly in all the right places.

 

Keith Tanner knelt on the floor his face close to one of the prettiest pussies he’d ever seen and put the G-string down so that the spunky teen could step into it.

 

Vikki put both feet in position and watched him slide it up her calves, over her thighs until the patch was near her pussy. Then he pressed the small piece of cloth against her sex and slid the strings into position, making sure that the back piece was snugly between her bum cheeks by pressing a finger deep into the crack. “Oooh, that is nice.” She placed the index finger of her left hand under his chin and tilted his head back so that she could kiss him. “I think I’m never going to put my panties and bra on again. I think I’ll get daddy to do it, and sometimes I think I’ll even take my undies to work so that I can get some of those cute guys to dress me.”

 

“You really are a slut aren’t you honey?”

 

“Yeah you can talk mother, just look at you,” responded Vikki looking at the way she was having her cunt touched up by Billy who looked as though he had at least one, and probably two, fingers in her slit.

 

“Can we do it to you mummy?” asked Joey who was kneeling down using his mouth on his mother’s wet pussy as he squeezed her arse cheeks with his hands. “Can we dress you anytime we’re home?”

 

“Maybe you can even undress me, but when that happens we’ll have to find a playmate for your father,” she looked in the direction of where the Bingham’s house was, “any suggestions?”

 

Vikki laughed as Keith Tanner toyed with her breasts as he put the bra she’d handed him onto her sizeable mounds. “I think that could be arranged,” she looked down to where he kept squeezing and adjusting her tits into the bra that he had done up a second ago, “especially as he seems to have a liking for teenage sluts.”

 

He grinned and nodded, “maybe you could arrange for both of them.”

 

Vikki laughed. “That won’t be hard. Now if you could put my skirt and top on I really do need to get going, with any luck there should be some hot, hard cocks waiting for me.”

 

“Well I shall look forward to it,” said Keith Tanner as he put on Vikki’s crop-top and skirt, taking several liberties as he did so.

 

Vikki looked over and saw that her mother was putting on her dress much to the disappointment of the two pre-teen boys. “Looks as though you might have some fun awaiting you. Maybe you should go and get dad after you drop me off, and then you can take these nice people next door and have a party? I’ve already made the arrangements, that is,” she looked at Linda and Keith Tanner in turn, “if these you don’t mind. Hell, maybe we can all get together tomorrow and really party. I’ve already made a tentative arrangement with next-door for that as well and all you have to do is agree.”

 

They all fervently agreed and watched as Vikki and her mother walked out to the car.

 

It was only as she walked down the driveway with her mother that Vikki saw someone walking away talking rather urgently on a mobile phone. He was wearing what looked to be a familiar jacket and he had a definite resemblance to someone she thought she knew, but she couldn’t be sure and thought nothing more about it as she slid into the front passenger seat…

 

*****

 

“So, it’s not just teenagers and men. You like to get it on with young boys too.” I slowed the wanking of my cock until my hand was hardly moving. After all I didn’t want a repeat of what happened before even if Vikki seemed to enjoy it.

 

Vikki began to hump her right hand as though her life depended on it, thrusting up and making it clear that she was approaching a climax. “Hey … UH … boys … OH FUCK YES … boys have cocks too … I’M COMING! Anyway don’t tell me … OH FUCK, FUUCCCKKKK … don’t tell me you wouldn’t fuck a … COMIINNNG, COMIIINNNNG … fuck a young girl if she spread her legs for you.” She lay back and relaxed a self-satisfied grin on her face. “So come on big boy,” she looked down at my hard-on, “tell me you’d knock back a chance at some pretty 11 or 12-year-old pussy.”

 

“No probably not, not seeing as how it’s legal these days, it’s just that my 13-year-old sister is coming home on Friday and I think I’m going to want to … want to fuck her. I mean she’s my…”

 

“Sister! So what, I mean incest is legal these days. But enough of that do you want to hear about Mason and the reason I love you?”

 

“Of course.”

 

Chapter 19: Vikki - Story Five

 

“What I’m going to tell you now, well part of it is second hand, as told to me by Mason and his friends. Anyway, it all started on Friday night after mum dropped me off…”

 

*****

 

At the same time Vikki was getting into her mother’s car for the lift to the party, her boyfriend was talking on his mobile to the man that she had shrugged off as not important.

 

“She did what…? Naked…! How old do you reckon they were?”

 

“The little pricks only looked to be eleven, and their was the old cunt who carried her naked into his house.”

 

“What about those other cunts?”

 

“She was in their house for about an hour, I reckon she fucked both of them.”

 

“Fucking little tramp, you wait till I get my hands on her.”

 

For the first time since his mobile had rung Rick Mason looked around at the others that were regulars at the Friday night sex-fest. They were all either partly or fully undressed, and most were engaged in some form of sexual activity. But that didn’t stop them from looking across in his direction.

 

“What the fuck’s the matter with you lot?”

 

Mason knew that none of them liked him, none but the girl who had her legs wrapped around his waist and her cunt slotted onto his cock, and she had come with him. Oh he got to fuck some of the girls, but only because Vikki was happy to fuck any cock that was pointed in her direction. He knew perfectly well that none of them would have a bar of him if it weren’t for his bitch.

 

“What’s the big deal?” Asked a guy who was having his cock sucked by a girl who was getting fucked doggy-style. “She’ll be here. And anyway you seem to have your hands full.” He laughed. “Besides I reckon you’ve been fucking non-stop all day at that brothel you call a video games parlour.”

 

“So fucking what, her cunt is mine until I say otherwise, and I didn’t say that she could spend two hours after work fucking God knows how many cocks. She knows she’s supposed to go straight home. And besides, the bitch is fucking late.”

 

“Yeah, and your fucking lucky she puts up with all the grief you give her,” said the girl on the receiving of the doggy fuck as she took her mouth off the previous speakers cock. ”And I guess you know that we only put up with you because Vikki’s such a sweet girl.” She laughed bitterly. “And anyway it’s not too much of a hardship getting fucked by you seeing as you can barely manage to make a fuck last five minutes. And then even when another girl is willing she has to give you a twenty minute blowjob so you can get it up enough to…”

 

“WHY DON’T YOU GO AND GET FUCKED!”

 

Mason was about to take a step towards Debbie Hawkins, the girl who had taken a shot at him when the guy who’d been on the receiving end of the blowjob, Anton Martin, began to approach him. “These are friendly get-togethers Mason and we intend to keep it that way, and besides this isn’t your place.”

 

Mason looked behind him and saw a tall skinny guy with black stringy hair who was well known for his karate expertise and his redheaded girlfriend approaching. They were both naked and seemed mildly irritated that he, as he often did, was about disturb the highly charged sensual atmosphere. Thinking better of making any more noise he was about to get back to the business of having sex with the girl who was still clinging to him for dear life when he heard the front door of the Martin residence indicating Vikki’s arrival.

 

He watched her walk into the large lounge and greet all of the people she knew, then he watched as she just stood there clearly stunned at the sight of him naked with a naked girl clinging to him as he fucked her.

 

“Rick you didn’t wait. Why didn’t you wait? You know how it…”

 

“Yeah so do you slut. Well you were late and sweet-cheeks here couldn’t wait for some good fucking. Guess you won’t be late next time huh?”

 

Vikki began undressing, and he watched her turn her glance away from him towards Anton Martin who was still standing next to Debbie Hawkins who was still getting doggie-fucked. He watched as Vikki walked over to Anton Martin and took hold of his 7-inch erection.

 

Rick waited for several seconds trying desperately to control his temper, but he failed miserably as he lifted the girl off his cock, dumped her on the floor and took two steps towards Vikki as she was stepping out of her skirt and removing her crop-top. “You fucking bitch, you know our rules and now you’re going to pay.”

 

“What do you mean I know the rules, I was only…?”

 

“Late, yeah right. I know exactly what you’ve been doing for the past two hours.” He grabbed her bra with one hand and her G-string panties with the other and pulled with all of his considerable strength until they ripped apart and came off her naked body. “You’ve been fucking any cock you could get your hands on,” he laughed, but it wasn’t friendly, it was nasty, and evil, the laugh of an evil man who knew he was in complete control, “or rather your slutty cunt around.”

 

“And just what have you been doing Rick?” Vikki was staring at the girl who was still lying on the floor hanging on every word of the exchange between them, as she stood with hands on hips, naked. “I suppose you’ve been spending all afternoon playing those machines in that video parlour of yours and not fucking any of those young girls who spend all afternoon in your back room haven’t you?”

 

“Fuck you cunt, you know the rules. I mean you agreed to them.” He grabbed Vikki’s tits by their erect nipples and pulled hard. “AND UNTIL SOMETHING HAPPENS TO CHANGE THE DEAL WE’VE GOT GOING YOU’LL DO AS YOUR’E TOLD, GOT IT!”

 

Vikki looked down as her ‘boyfriend’ continued to pull on her tits. She was in pain but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of allowing it to show. And she didn’t even show any emotion when he slapped her face. Instead she turned back to the girl on the floor, the girl from work named Naomi Johnson, the very girl who was planning to join her in putting on a show at work.

 

“Come on Vikki you don’t have to put up with this, not from a cunt like him,” said the tall thin guy with the long stringy hair and a thin cock that was erect and very much in the hands of his girlfriend.

 

“No,” said the redheaded girl as she slowly stroked the cock. “Just give us the word and we’ll all help you deal with this prick.”

 

Vikki looked up briefly and smiled. “Thanks Robin, thanks Sarah. But I’ve made my bed and I guess I’ll just have to learn to lie in it. Besides,” she looked back down to her work colleague who had apparently gotten over the shock of seeing Vikki and was sitting up, “you just never know what might be around the corner.”

 

Rick had expected Vikki to be scared but she wasn’t even looking at him, she was staring at the girl he’d dumped on the floor, the one he had been fucking. It was clear to him that she knew her…

 

*****

 

“Holy cow.” I was sitting up now and hugging Vikki to my chest because talking about that incident had upset her. “That guy has some serious problems, the quicker we get you out of his hands the better.” I gave her a peck on the cheek. “Do you think he’ll want to fight or do you think he’d accept some form of competition?”

 

Vikki sat up and pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them as she clasped her hands together. “Oh I think he would accept some form of competition, but I think it would have to be on his terms. You know, like you giving up all rights to me and me not being able to fuck anyone but him or his friends until you win me back.” She grimaced. “And if I know Rick you’d have to win twice each time you lose, and the last win would be the one where you do actually win me back. Do you think you can handle that?”

 

“It’ll be hard, and somehow I don’t think your parents will be too happy, either with that or with me.” I tried to smile. “So I’ll just have to make sure I win first time won’t I? Now I’m betting something happened when you got home from that party, why don’t you tell me all…?”

 

I stopped suddenly as something occurred to me. it was a name Vikki had mentioned during the telling of the Mason story about the party. “Vikki, something has just occurred to me. I never thought about it before but listening to that story and putting two and two together has given me an idea. I think that if what I’m thinking has happened then Mason may not be much of a problem at all. In fact if I’m right he may be the one with the problems.”

 

“I don’t understand what…?”

 

I took Vikki’s hand in mine. “I’d rather not go into detail yet just in case I build our hopes up for nothing, but that girl you mentioned, Naomi Johnson, I know her. Well I don’t mean know her as such, but I have seen her to talk to a couple of times, and my father and hers are golfing buddies. You see she just doesn’t seem the type to… And you’ve spoken about this Madeleine character and this never-ending stream of girls that disappear into Mason’s back room.

 

“And you remember me telling you in the coffee bar that I knew Mason because of that video game parlour where I play and practice snooker?”

 

I really had Vikki’s curiosity now. “Yes.”

 

“Well it seems to me that while he has the sort of physique and looks that will attract their fair share of girls he seems to get lucky a little too often, especially as he seems to have no amount of charm or personality.”

 

“Justin what are you saying?”

 

Vikki was sounding just a little upset, as though I was hinting at something that would put her in a less than favourable light.

 

I put my arm around her and cuddled her to me. “Vikki I’m not saying anything about you. If I’m right you, Madeleine, Naomi and probably dozens, hell maybe even hundreds of other girls have been, and still are, the victims here.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Did you meet Mason at that place he manages?”

 

“Yes, but why? I mean it’s a very popular place.”

 

“And I’ll bet girls keep going back time and again don’t they.”

 

Vikki was looking hurt; it was as if she thought what was saying was a direct affront on her character. “Justin this is beginning to sound like you think…”

 

I interrupted by giving her a long meaningful kiss on the lips. “Do you trust me?”

 

“With my life. It’s just that I’m not sure where this is heading. And I’m trying not to be insulted.”

 

One look at her expression told me that she meant it but that she was a little confused, it also told me that I had to ask the next question. “Vikki, think back to the very first time you were there, and I want you to think very hard about what I’m about to ask you because it may be vitally important. Did he offer you a drink of any kind, or when you asked him for one did he give you one on the house?”

 

“I … er … well I’m not really…” She stopped for a time and was clearly giving the matter considerable thought. Eventually began again. “Wait a minute I remember when I went there I was drinking a bottle of spring water. I never really thought about it at the time but he did come over while I was playing a video game with a couple of guys from work and give me a bottle of water telling me it was on the house. Why?”

 

“It’s just an idea Vikki, now think very clearly because this the really important part. Was there anything unusual about that bottle, did it seem as if it might have been opened before he handed it to you?”

 

Vikki thought for a long time. Several times she started to talk before stopping as she gave it more thought. Finally though as something must have eventually dawned on her she spoke. “It might not be much Justin but I do remember that the top wasn’t sealed. You know attached to that little plastic ring that sits on the neck.”

 

“Which means that it was opened before he gave it to you. Now why would he do that unless he had an ulterior motive?”

 

“Are you saying that he did something to the drink?”

 

“Can I borrow your mobile for a few minutes.”

 

Puzzled, but ever trusting she reached over to the dresser near her bed, picked up her mobile phone and gave it to me.

 

I found phonebook in her menu, went to new entry and put my home phone number into her phone, and then I dialled it.

 

It took about ten seconds but eventually my father answered the phone sounding decidedly out of breath. “Hello,” he finally managed, “this is Louis Robertson.”

 

“Dad, it’s Justin.”

 

“Justin?” He sounded surprised. “Hey I thought you’d be too busy fucking this girl Vikki to want to talk to your old man. Especially as I’m in the middle of making love to your mother.”

 

“Oh I knew you’d be up and doing it that’s why I…”

 

“Your right about that son I was, in fact I still am, except maybe a little slower so that I can talk to you.”

 

“Dad I always knew you could do two things at once. Unlike you I can’t, that’s why Vikki and I aren’t fucking yet…”

 

A light punch on my arm got my attention as she pointed first to her vagina and then my cock before poking the index finger of her right hand through a hole she made by joining together the tips of the thumb and index finger of her other hand.

 

“Besides, she hasn’t finished telling me some very sexy, and very dirty stories she mentioned.”

 

“Yes well that’s all very good but it doesn’t tell me why you’ve phoned.”

 

“Do you still play golf with Peter Johnson?”

 

“Yes of course, as a matter-of-fact we’re playing a quick nine holes on Wednesday morning why?”

 

“It’s something Vikki said about Naomi, you know, his daughter.”

 

“Yes I know. Has it got something to do with some young thug that Peter doesn’t like and thinks that she has been spending far too much time with?”

 

“Yes it has. His name is Rick Mason and he runs that place where we’ve played snooker a few times. You know ‘Shoot Em Up’.”

 

“That guy! You mean he’s the one she’s seeing. But he has girls in and out of his back room all the time.”

 

“That’s what I’m ringing about. He also has this sort of control over Vikki…”

 

“What do you mean control? What’s that all about?”

 

“That’s not for me to say dad, if Vikki wants to tell you and mum sometime that’s up to her. It’s just that I think he’s been doctoring their drinks.”

 

“So how can I help?”

 

“Well it’s like this…”

 

Five minutes later dad had used his mobile to contact Peter Johnson, a series of plans had been set in motion and Vikki was cuddled up to me feeling a lot happier. Then she decided it was time to tell her next story.

 

Chapter 20: Vikki - Story Six

 

“Well that was kind of the end of the party for me Justin. I decided I needed some fresh air so I graciously refused all the generous offers from my friends to give me a lift home and began to walk…”

 

***** 

 

Vikki walked into her house late on Friday night crying. She was alone and had been for the past three hours having spent most of that time in the coffee bar in First Avenue. It had taken three cups of coffee and a lot of coaxing from its proprietor George Papandraeous, a plump Greek with a balding head, a black moustache and a gentle nature, but he’d finally been able to convince the 17-year-old to go home.

 

Vikki walked upstairs in a dream, she just wanted to talk to her parents and of course she walked into their bedroom. Neither of them heard her because they were busy fucking themselves silly, and she was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn’t look up until she reached the bed. “Sorry mum-dad, I’ll come back when you’re finished,” was all she could think of to say. Ordinarily of course she would’ve picked a spot and joined in thrusting her pussy wherever there was a space but after what had happened with Rick at the party she wasn’t in the mood for sex.

 

Her mother told her she’d do no such thing when she saw Vikki standing in the room crying. Seeing her crying always upset them more than watching her having sex because they liked watching her getting fucked silly because she enjoyed it so much. Her mother then slapped her father on his naked arse and told him to hop off. He looked up at her but of course didn’t withdraw, instead he continued to fuck her as he said, “I’m almost there hon’, won’t take but twenty or thirty seconds.”

 

Vikki of course expected nothing less. It actually made her feel a little better seeing the way her father kept fucking her mother knowing that she was standing there. What else could she do but watch the big hairy arse of her father? What else could she do but move slightly to the side and focus on his dick as it speared in and out of her mother’s pussy.”

 

Vikki even offered to come back when her father had finished. She told them that what she wanted to talk about wasn’t that important, because this was their time, and even though she’d fucked her father several times and had been sexually intimate with her mother night time was her parents private time.

 

Her mother though would have none of it. “You stay right where you are sweetheart.” She put her hands on her husband’s shoulders and pushed at the same as she looked him in the eye and thrust with her hips. “Come on you great elephant get off, stop thinking with your cock and get off.”

 

Vikki watched incredulously as her mother pushed her hips off the bed with more strength than most people would give her credit for and succeeded in forcing her father to stop. She watched as he flopped back onto his side of the bed his dick all stiff and shiny from her mother’s pussy juices, and watched as he looked up and asked her to tell them all about it?

 

“Was it the party or Rick?” Asked her mother as she tucked her arm beneath her father’s neck, turned side on and pressed her breasts into his side while he pushed his arm under her waist and began to play with her bottom.

 

“You sure you wouldn’t like me to go?” Vikki volunteered as she watched her mother’s right hand negotiate its way through her father’s pubic hair on its way to his cock, which was still fairly stiff.

 

“Fuck off Vikki,” said her mother grinning broadly, “since when have you ever wanted to leave the room when we’re having sex?”

 

“Touché, now where were we?”

 

Vikki’s mother started to caress her husband’s cock with slow rhythmic strokes. “You were going to tell us about the party.”

 

“Oh yeah. Well the party was real cool when I got there. You know, it was the usual thing, plenty of people, lots of food and drink and some really groovy music. When I got there the first thing I saw was this girl Debbie getting it from both ends and Robin and Sarah, you know, that couple you like so much, were getting it on too; in other words situation normal. Then I saw Rick, and because I was late he couldn’t wait to get his grubby paws on Naomi Johnson, that girl I told you about from work.

 

“They were fucking in the middle of the lounge, both of them naked and her with her legs wrapped around his waist. I don’t know who was the more surprised, her that I was there or me that she was there with him.”

 

Vikki’s mother stopped her then, she was continuing her toying with her father’s cock, which was as hard as ever. “Hold on Vikki love, remember what we taught you about the difference between sex and a strong relationship between two people. Now I know we don’t like Mason but he does have the right to fuck whoever he wants at these parties.”

 

“Yes peaches, just because he’s fucking a naked girl before you even get there shouldn’t make any difference.”

 

“Of course, that’s why I began taking my clothes off to get ready to fuck the boy that was getting the blowjob. I managed to get down to my bra and panties but I didn’t get a chance to take them off because Rick dumped Naomi on the floor and ripped them off me before he began pinching my nipples and before he gave me a slap around the face. It would’ve got even uglier if Robin and Anton hadn’t stepped in.”

 

“That fucking bastard!” said Vikki’s mother raising her voice. “Doesn’t he realise how special you are. If he was here now I’d stick a knife in him.”

 

“No you wouldn’t honey,” said her husband as he reached across and patted her pussy. “That would drag us down to his level. No there’s got to be a better way to get our daughter out of the clutches of that bastard.”

 

At that moment Vikki felt just a little overdressed in her blue skirt and blue and white top so she began to take them off. She started with her crop top, undoing the buttons slowly because she had their attention and could see their sense of anticipation. There were three of them and it probably took her about ten or fifteen seconds per button.

 

Once finished she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and allowed it to drop to the floor exposing her breasts. Both their gazes remained riveted on them as Vikki undid the catch and the zipper of her skirt. When she allowed it to drop to the she stood there naked posing saucily for her parents.

 

“Guess your bra and panties weren’t in a fit condition to put back on?” asked her father as he looked up and down her naked body.

 

“Yeah you got that right, they’re in the rubbish bin at Anton’s.”

 

Both Vikki’s parents gave her a friendly wolf-whistle as she did a three hundred and sixty degree turn before facing her mother who pointed out the effect she was having on her father. And was she ever, he had huge erection that finished just short of his belly button. He was quite unfazed by the whole thing and just lay there lapping up the attention when he saw where Vikki and her mother were looking.

 

They made some space as they helped Vikki up the bed until she was lying between them. When she was settled her mother turned onto her left side and put a hand on Vikki, “You’re so pretty honey, no wonder your father gets so turned on. A man couldn’t help but get an erection just looking at that sexy body of yours. And that’s one thing about your father, he certainly is a man.”

 

He turned onto his right side and also put a hand onto Vikki’s stomach. “Carry on with what happened Vikki love,” he told her.

 

“I didn’t even get the chance to get it on with anyone right then, let alone Anton, and if it hadn’t been for him and for Robin I reckon he would have hit me some more and nothing would have happened, I doubt I would have even got a drink.”

 

“But you don’t have to put up with that honey, I mean that’s not a relationship it’s a dictatorship,” said her father as used his fingers to play with her pussy lips.

 

“That’s the trouble, I got myself into this and it’s like I told you this morning Rick’s rules say another boy, one who isn’t in a relationship has to get me out of it by beating him in some kind of a, I guess you could say duel. And I never got a chance at anything let alone the threesome I had planned with Robin and Sarah.” She grinned as she looked down enjoying the way her parents were still playing with her pussy. “But with any luck I reckon there’ll be plenty of opportunity for that.”

 

“Is that the reason for wanting to meet this young man tomorrow?” asked her mother.

 

“Oh mum I’m not that shallow, no I’m meeting him because I fancy him. Now if it just so happens that he wants to help out where Rick the prick is concerned then I’ll be more than happy to accept his assistance after I tell him what he can expect.”

 

“Fair enough, now I reckon I know what you did next,” said Vikki’s mother as her fingers joined her fathers in playing with her daughter’s pussy.

 

Vikki waited for several seconds as both of them began to move a finger inside of her pussy. Eventually though she said, “Oh really mother, and what was that?” She was beginning to get a little excited as she felt her mother’s right breast against her own right one her father’s huge dick pressed into her thigh.

 

“You allowed this Anton to fuck you didn’t you?”

 

“Yeah eventually I did get around to fucking him, but only thanks to Robin and Sarah and Anton himself. Eventually though Rick managed to drag me off Anton and that’s when I told him to go fuck himself, got dressed and walked out.” Vikki put her arms under both their heads, pulled them to her and asked them to give her a cuddle, which they did willingly as a few tears began to trickle down her face before she turned to each of her parents in turn. “Why does he have to be so horrible, can’t the idiot see that if he was nicer that all of the girls in our group would love to fuck him simply because he’s with me?”

 

Vikki sat up then and gave her parents each a cuddle in turn. With her mother it was the gentlest of hugs, but her father wasn’t so tender, he crushed her against his body, mashing her tits into his chest as he kissed her on the lips. By that stage she was feeling a lot better, and told them so as she got up and headed to the door.

 

“You don’t have to go if I didn’t want to honey, come on sweetheart stay.” When Vikki didn’t move straight away her mother got out of bed, walked to the door and took hold of her hand. “Come on honey, you don’t need to sleep alone tonight,” she said as her father joined them.

 

Between the two of them they took Vikki back to their bed. And when they were lying comfortably Vikki’s mother smiled. “I need a little more of your father’s cock and I don’t think you’d mind some good loving from your father would you?”

 

What could Vikki say? She looked up into her father’s eyes from her position on her back in the middle of the bed. “If that loving includes me getting a good fucking,” she said feeling much, much better, “then I don’t think I’d mind at all. But first of all I’m going to lie here playing with myself while I watch you two do what you were doing before I interrupted, okay! So come on guys, GET TO IT!”

 

Vikki watched as they changed position, watched as her father began by laying her mother down on the bed. Vikki just couldn’t believe that, no matter how many times she would watch people having sex, no matter how many times she would see her parents fucking, she could still find IT so stimulating.

 

She watched her father stretch lengthwise and begin kissing her mother’s eyebrows, peck his way down her nose and over her upper lip before kissing her passionately. She watched their lips lock together and separate, imagined their tongues searching hungrily for each other before she turned her attention to their hands wandering with frenzied desire. Now Vikki was getting unbelievably horny as one of her mothers hands began to urgently stroke her father’s penis while the other pulled against that hairy arse of his as though trying to pull him further into her hand. Then she watched her father cup her mother’s tits as he used his thumbs to rub her erect nipples. The kiss seemed to last for ages until her father finally broke away and continued his downward exploration of her mother’s body. He tongued her neck and the upper slopes of her breasts before taking each of her nipples between his lips and sucking them until they were like little erect penises.

 

Vikki’s mother went right off the planet then. Oh Vikki had seen her mother turned on before, but not ever this turned-on. She just kept on telling her father how horny she was, how her cunt was on fire and craving for some attention. Then she moved a hand and began to finger herself down there.

 

Vikki then watched her father progress from her mother’s breasts to her navel. Then as he moved further downwards he began to turn himself around, began to make her mother work harder to keep hold of his penis.

 

It was then that Vikki’s mother looked at her daughter and held out her hand. “Come on honey shouldn’t you be fingering yourself? And you’d better do it so your father and I can see.”

 

Vikki didn’t need a second invitation, she turned herself around so that she was side on and facing them, got onto her knees on the bed, spread her legs and began playing with her pussy in a passionate manner that surprised even her. And while she was doing that she watched her father resume his careful progress towards her mother’s pussy as he forced himself to take his eyes away from what she was doing to hers.

 

Her father grinned at her. “I like to fuck horny women, and I reckon the best and the horniest are right in this room and I plan to fuck both of you,” especially you darling,” he said as he reached over massaged her upper thigh right next to where she was fingering herself. He patted her mother’s hips and made her lift them up as he put four pillows under her bottom and spread her legs wide apart. “First though I’m going to start with your slut of a mother.”

 

“Oooh, you know I’d be offended by that remark if I didn’t resemble it so much,” grinned Vikki’s mother as she spread her legs wide apart.

 

Vikki watched as her father spread her mother’s pussy lips, leant closer and began to run his tongue along the length of her slit. Naturally that began to have an effect on her and she slipped first one and then two fingers deep inside her own pussy. By this time of course Vikki’s mother was getting a little of her own as she pulled her father astride her face and began licking his cock from tip to testicles. Then Vikki watched her mother caress her father’s big weapon as she considered popping it into her mouth. Using only the tip of her right index finger and her thumb, she forced the foreskin back over the head and pressed it down the shaft. A sense of excitement raced through her whole body when she saw the flared head of his penis loom into view, when she saw her mother pause for a moment to admire the exquisite shape of the head and finally when her mother sucked it into her mouth.

 

Oh she’d sucked many cocks of her own, even seen some of the girls at those parties sucking cock, but to see her own mother and father sixty-nining each other while she was diddling herself in front of them and getting hornier every second was something she’d never get tired of.

 

Vikki watched her mother wrap her lips around her father’s shaft and take a third of it into her mouth as she cupped his balls in the palm of her hand. At her touch his scrotum tightened. She slid her hand up and down his shaft as her mouth followed the masturbating motion. Her fingers kept encircling it, moving from his hairy testicles up to the smoothness of his glans, all shiny with pre-cum, slowly each movement of her hand and mouth got slightly quicker as she brought him to the brink and slowed down.

 

Then she took her mouth away from his shaft and said, “Oh John that feels so good,” as she continued to masturbate him gently. “But good as it is,” she continued, “I think it’s time for you to put this beautiful cock into my cunt and give me the fucking I’ve been hanging out for. Then when you’ve finished fucking me our daughter and I will just have to get you hard again so that you can fuck her.”

 

By this time Vikki had three fingers boring in and out of her vagina as she got hornier and hornier, the party long forgotten. She watched as her father pushed her mothers legs over her shoulders and slipped his cock home. Then she plunged her fingers in and out even quicker as she watched her father plunge deeper and deeper with successive strokes before he slowed to a gentleness she hadn’t expected as she watched him fuck her in slow motion, finger her labia and play with her highly aroused clit.

 

Vikki grinned as she continued playing with herself; she knew her mum wasn’t a woman who liked gentle lovemaking, a fact her mother was quick to point out.

 

“Ooohh John I don’t want it gentle, I want it rough” she said, “I want you to fuck me so hard it hurts! I want to feel your big hard cock banging away at my pussy, I want to have to beg for mercy.”

 

That was what she asked for and Vikki’s father made sure that that was what she got, he took hold of her mother’s hips and hammered his cock in and out of her dripping wet pussy until it was obvious he was about to climax.

 

“Ohhh yeah, ohhh God I feel you!” She screamed as he pounded his huge penis in and out. “Ohhh, come inside me John! Fuck your nuts off! Agghhh! Come John come! Let me feel it fill me,” she screamed again.

 

Vikki was really pumping her own cunt by this time; she was thrusting her fingers in and out as she raced to her own orgasm. Then suddenly it was her turn, “Oh, oohhh, ooohhhh dad that looks so good, I’m coming, I can feel it flooding through my sweet cunt.” And flow it did as with her feet beneath her thighs she pumped the fingers of her left hand while using the other on her clitoris.

 

Vikki’s mother grabbed her hand then, she wanted Vikki to feel her father through her as he climaxed, and she did feel it. She felt the vibration as her father’s hard cock pounded her mother’s pussy and she felt the sensuality of the moment as the feelings drifted along to the fingers of her left hand, which were still masturbating her vagina. Encouraged by those sensitive touches she was able to manage one more orgasm as she pressed herself against the probing fingers as she climaxed a second time.

 

Vikki wanted to close her eyes and savour the moment but she didn’t want to miss the final thrusting moments of her parent’s lovemaking.

 

“Ready or not Julie here I come,” her father said as he gripped her mother’s hips and began to pound her with shorter, faster strokes.

 

“Go honey, I’m right with you, shoot that cream deep into my pussy. Keep fucking me, keep that cock of yours hammering in and out of my cunt,” returned Vikki’s mother, unable to control herself as she pushed herself against him trying to find more hard dick to cram into her clutching pussy. “Ooohhh go baby go,” she continued as she pounded her slit hard against her husband’s cock. “Yeah I can feel it, I can feel your juices mixing with mine.” She looked across at Vikki. “Don’t let go honey, I want you to feel this moment, want you to almost taste our fucking.”

 

Vikki didn’t let go, had had no intention of doing so, in fact she was leaning forward getting a full view of the last moments of their love-making. She watched from close up as her fathers huge prick moved in and out of her mother’s cunt, she watched him grip her mother’s hips tighter in the final moments of orgasm. Finally she allowed herself to lie back contented, happy that what she had witnessed what was, always had been and always would be one of the great experiences of her life, happy that in a little while it would be her turn.

 

*****

 

“The last thing I remember--” Vikki said as she gave her sweet pussy a final rub “--was feeling tired and enjoying the sensation of being cleaned up and tucked into one side of the bed. I didn’t even get that fuck off of dad. Now--” she smiled at me “--it’s time for your story.”

 

Chapter 21: Justin and Vikki – The Foreplay!

 

“Before I start do you really mean what you said, about me I mean?”

 

Vikki moved over and lay her naked body right on top of my own. “Oh you goose Justin.” She pressed her breasts into my chest and rubbed her pussy against my cock. “Mum saw it the instant I started talking about you, she knows I love you.” She smiled and kissed me. “Now I reckon I know how you feel about me.” She laughed this time. “You know mum was worried that you might have been some kind of a pervert following me the way you did, but I knew that you just fancied me and so do mum and dad now.”

 

I gripped the cheeks of her arse and pulled her against me. “Not just fancy Vikki, love. I’ll do anything for you, and like I told you, I won’t rest until I sort Mason out once and for all.”

 

Vikki lay back and began to touch with herself again while I slowly began to caress my cock with long leisurely strokes that ran its full 11-inches. “So Justin what do you think about me and mum and dad, about the Binghams and the Tanners and all of that incest?”

 

“I think it’s awesome. Right up until this moment, even though it was legal, I was scared about what you might have thought about some things that happened between mum and me, but I reckon the story about you and your parents sounds something similar to what happened to me on Friday, and even more so yesterday morning. Though I have to say you have taken things a step or two farther than me.”

 

I was barely touching my hard-on; I was still on a hair-trigger and desperately wanted the excitement to last. I watched as Vikki used two fingers - the middle one’s this time while she pinched her clit with her thumb and index finger - on her vagina, watched as she began stroking herself in earnest.

 

“So come on lover tell me all about it. And don’t leave out a single detail.”

 

I settled back, put one arm behind my head and began rub my cock even slower. “I gather from the way you describe the events with your parents that you don’t think there’s anything wrong with masturbation?”

 

“I haven’t discovered anything about sex that’s wrong, why, do you practice masturbation?”

 

Well there was nothing for it but to tell the whole story. And that’s just what I did, starting from my mother catching me masturbating and ending with my mother’s mouth wrapped around my erect penis while she was being shafted by my father.

 

“Oh wow! And now you want to fuck her don’t you.”

 

It wasn’t a question it was a statement, and Vikki made it as she continued to thrust her fingers in and out of her vagina while she watched my hand make long slow movements up and down the length of my erection.

 

“I … er … I…”

 

“Don’t be silly Justin of course you do. Dad has sex with me every chance he gets, and you’ll hear all about one of those episodes later on or maybe after we’ve spent half the night fucking. Now admit it Justin, tell me you want to stick that great fucking cock of yours all the way up your mum’s cunt, that you want to fuck her ‘til she begs for mercy.” She grinned as she took a hand away from her pussy and licked her juice soaked fingers. “And you may as well admit that you want to fuck my mum as well because she sure as hell wants to fuck you.”

 

I took my hand away my cock, reached across for her hand brought it to my lips and licked away the remainder of her pussy juice. “Of course I want to have sex with my mum, maybe not until she ‘begs for mercy’ though.” I stopped masturbating for a second and looked at Vikki, a half-smile on my face. “Yes I want to fuck my mum, your mum, those two girls I saw yesterday morning, their mum Susan, Linda Tanner, Sarah and any other woman or girl I can get my hands on and my cock into. But I also want you to fuck my father, because once he heard about you he’s thought of practically nothing else but fucking you. And, I want to see you fucking while I’m fucking all of these wonderful women and girls because that would turn me on so much, because that’s been my fantasy life, the life I’ve always wanted to live with the girl of my dreams, the life--” I took the hand I was holding and brought it to my heart “--that’s coming true. Vikki darling I don’t know what else to say, I love … I … er … there’s just so much I…” My voice trailed off, I didn’t know how to put the way I felt into words.

 

There were tears in her eye, which I knew were tears of happiness. Then suddenly she sprang up and sat facing me with her legs either side of my chest. “You don’t need to say anything, my tears and your silly grin say all there is to say. Now enough of that romantic nonsense, let’s concentrate on us.” She looked at me and grinned. “Do you think I’m more amazing than Caroline Herschfeldt?”

 

I didn’t answer, instead I just nodded my head enthusiastically like a little boy being asked if he wanted first pick from a box of chocolates.

 

Vikki just looked at me then and licked her lips. “I think that when you get to know me better you’ll realise just how amazing knowing me can be. I don’t think though--” she looked at me as she reached back and grabbed hold of the imposing length and hardness of my massive erection “--that you realise just how phenomenally popular you’re going to be, just how many girls, or women come to that, will be willing to spread their legs for you!”

 

I moved Vikki off my chest, onto the bed and went to lay her down because I knew that pleasing Vikki first was the right thing to do. That much I had learnt from the yesterday morning with my parents and this afternoon at Caroline’s.

 

Vikki though would have none of it; she put her hands on my shoulders and indicated for me to lie flat on the bed. “This is my show Justin. ” She kissed me gently on the lips, but not for long as she kissed her way down to my neck and upper chest. Then she ran her tongue in small circles close enough to but never touching my nipples, while she was doing that her right hand began sneaking down in the direction of my groin. “This is called ‘around the world’.”

 

She maintained the two-pronged attack on my highly aroused body by continuing to tease me in both ways. With her tongue she would circle and occasionally brush my nipples so lightly I could barely feel it. With her fingers she teased the flesh at the top of my thighs, the area near my testicles and my pubic hair very near but not touching my throbbing and painfully erect member.

 

“Oh V-Vikki you’re making me feel things I’ve never felt before. Awakening a part of me I never thought existed until I met you.”

 

I went to touch her breasts and her vagina with my fingers but she wouldn’t allow it so I simply allowed Vikki a free reign with my body. I was hoping it wasn’t possible to have my second climax happen without any sort of physical contact with my cock, but I was beginning to have my doubts such was the effect Vikki was having on me. Her tongue which was working it’s way down towards the side of my body at an agonisingly slow pace and the fingers of her right hand which had brought me to fever pitch without so much as touching my shaft seemed close to succeeding.

 

No words were necessary as I watched Vikki turn the sexual screws. I felt her fingers fondle my testicles, her thumbs in my pubic hair either side of my penis and still she didn’t touch it. I felt her tongue slip down by the side of my belly-button as she skilfully avoided touching my erection with it as well, felt her right breast brush against my left thigh as she continued her journey down the outside of my right leg.

 

Their was a kind of perverse enjoyment for me in the torment she inflicted and the sexual electricity she created as she continued to favour the area of my groin with the lightest of caresses without ever touching my monstrous erection. I watched for an anxious couple of seconds as she took her hands from my genital area, watched as she began her upward journey. Then I waited in hope as she inched her way up the inside of my right leg with the lightest touch of her tongue, felt the renewed feel of her fingertips on the base of my testicles and the frustration grow again as she began her journey down my left leg.

 

I wanted her to stop, wanted to get down to some serious sex because my cock was still at fever pitch and one touch could light the fuse that would explode the sexual bomb. Hell, maybe that would be the best thing, get another climax out of the way, satisfy Vikki and then we could make love with me being able to do justice to her exquisite body. Not that it was going to happen at that moment though; my heart was racing as she reached my ankles with her tongue, the fingernails of her left hand barely touching my scrotum.

 

She looked up before she began the upward journey on the outside of my leg, licked her top lip and smiled. “My but I do believe that you’re getting a little impatient.” Then she kept looking up as she began her trip up the outside of my left leg carefully brushing the nipple of her left breast against my skin. “How patient can you be?” said Vikki in a breathless whisper that made me even hornier.

 

Such was the strength of my erection I went to grab it as if in answer to her question, but she slapped my hand away.

 

“No! It’s mine until I say otherwise.” She was near to my left hip, her fingers were back lightly caressing my testicles while her thumbs scratched gently at my pubic hair, and still she didn’t go near my penis. “Not long now.” She smiled as she inched her way up over my stomach and ribs towards my left nipple; her left breast brushed gently against my stomach but still nothing of her touched my erect penis.

 

I had to believe it was close now as she licked me from in between my nipples, straight down over my navel until she stopped within lapping distance of my erection. She looked back at me then, took a deep breath, released it with a long sensuous lick of her top lip and finally took my massive erection in her tiny left hand. She was facing away from me now, but she was closer to my left side, her bottom within reach, and because it looked so cute I went to feel one of her soft round cheeks. I managed the barest of touches before Vikki slapped my hand away.

 

“Not yet! You’ll get all the time in the world to do the same to me as I’m doing to you, right now though all you need to do is relax and let me finish you off.”

 

Her thumb and fingers encircled me as she began to move her left hand up and down; she maintained a slow rhythm at first as she nursed it and me through the crisis, and then with increasing speed as she touched my cock’s purple head with her tongue.

 

“Oh my, oh heavens above. I’m beginning to realise just how much my education has been lacking.” I watched as Vikki took the head into her mouth and began to move down its length as she masturbated it with her left hand. “Oh Vicki this feels so good, but I feel I should warn you that unless you … er…”

 

“Let it go Justin, I liked the taste of your cum before. You know there’s nothing quite like the taste of cock juice, and I’ve tasted plenty in my time.” Then as if to prove that she wanted me to climax she began to rub my penis harder and take more of it into her mouth, giving my balls a gentle squeeze at the same time.

 

I couldn’t stop it now if I wanted to, it was like a dam about to burst its banks as my semen flooded up from my testicles ready to burst from my cock and explode into her waiting mouth. “Ohh, oohhh, ooohhhh God that feels sooo fuucckkking good!” I watched her hold my penis in both hands, watched as she held it near to her open lips from side on and allowed the spunk to shoot into her mouth. Clearly she wanted me to see it flooding into her as she swallowed for all she was worth. “Oh God I didn’t think I could produce this much cum, that was incredible Vikki, you’re incredible.” I said as I watched her lick the last of the semen from the head of my penis.

 

“You know Justin every girl, and woman, I know will want to be fucked by you when they hear about your not so secret weapon, particularly if it continues to behave like this.” She had both hands on it and was leaning forward paying it closer attention. “Fucking amazing, I’ve always had to work so fucking hard to make some of the boys, because that’s all they are when compared against you, get it up again. However, I’ll guarantee you one thing Justin Robertson.” She lifted her bottom, pushed herself back and positioned her cunt directly over my mouth. “If my pussy doesn’t get any attention soon we may have to rethink this whole deal.” That said she hopped off me in a flash and spread herself out next to me.

 

I took charge immediately, fully intent on doing the same to her that she had to me. I pushed her legs back over her shoulders, spread them apart and with all the authority I could muster said, “Now grab your ankles and hold them!”

 

“Ooohhhh, I like a man who knows what he wants.” She smiled. “As long as he’s not too dominant like some bastard I know.” I frowned and she looked at me. “Whoops, sorry baby, promise we won’t talk about him anymore. Now come on lover, all that work on your body has made me horny; I want you to extract some pussy juice from me with that tongue of yours. I want you to make me so hot for it I’ll be begging you to fuck me.”

 

I placed both hands on her slim waist and moved with slow tantalising touches up over her rib-cage towards the firm thrusting mounds of flesh that were waiting to be teased, stroked, squeezed and pinched. My fingers gripped the sides of each breast and my thumbs slowly moved up towards her erect nipples. I was kneeling, the inside of my thighs brushing against her hips as my thumbs began to stroke the firm little buds. I felt small tremors run through her body as I moved my hands from her breasts, down the hardness of her ribs and over the soft flesh of her stomach. As I reached the junction of each thigh I ran both index fingers around to the back, barely touching her skin. With the lightest of touches each fingernail paused at the entrance to her rectum before travelling the short, sensuous journey to their destination.

 

By this time she was beginning to demand a little more direct attention. “Oh come on Justin please, you’ve barely touched me and I’m wet already. Won’t you put that ever-hard cock of yours to good use? Come on Justin, fuck me, please!”

 

“Just a little of the same medicine Vikki.”

 

I moved my hands as slow as I dared. Oh I wanted to go straight to the heart of the matter, wanted to feed on her special brand of nectar, wanted to take my penis and slide it all the way into her vagina until its head met her cervix, but I intended to make her beg like she never had before. My hands moved a little closer until her vagina and my fingers were practically touching. I teased her for a few moments, barely touching the swollen flesh of her labia with the very tip of my fingers. I gave it the gentlest of touches, running first a finger then a thumb over each distended lip. When they opened slightly, I ran each of my fingers between the outer lips until the index finger and thumb were able to grasp her swollen clitoris and give it a gentle rub.

 

She tried to grab my hands, I moved them; she tried to finger herself, I slapped her hand away.

 

“Justin please, I can’t take any more, my pussy can’t take any more, I want your tongue or your cock. Oh Justin please, PLEASE!”

 

“Do you remember saying ‘This is my show now’, do you?”

 

I watched her nod her head, watched her move her hips as if trying to influence how much or little I touched her. I used my fingers to grip the outside of her rump, rested the palms of my hands against the cheeks of her bottom and ran my thumbs up between them. Barely touching her sweet slit with my fingers I ventured there with my tongue as I held the outer lips apart with my thumbs, it was just the lightest of touches but it seemed to send Vikki into ecstasy.

 

“Oh baby yes, yeesss. Fuck me with your tongue.” She bounced her hips thrusting herself against my mouth. But it wasn’t there, after the fleeting touch I withdrew making her push against thin air. “Justin!” She cried. “You’re making me horny, angry and very, very fucking frustrated.”

 

I circled my fingers around the pink flesh of her labia taking great care to avoid anything but the barest of touches.

 

“Oh I get it, Justin!” She spat the name out. “You want me to beg some more, that’s it isn’t it?” She looked at me through her spread thighs as I looked up, barely an inch from her dripping sex.

 

I smiled as I began kneading the stretched cheeks of her bottom. “I will promise you one thing Vikki, when my tongue begins its work I’ll make you beg for mercy.”

 

She gave me an old-fashioned look, then smiled. “All I want is for you to please fuck me with your tongue or your cock. I am begging you like I have never begged anybody before, will you please, please, please have pity on a very, very horny girl! Oh come on Justin please, I’m pleading with you, fuck me, fuuccckkkk mee, FUUUCCCCKKKKK MEEE!!!”

 

As my tongue slid hungrily between her outer lips and lapped at her vaginal entrance I lost myself in the delicious scent of her. I ran my tongue along her vagina’s length pushing it between the outer lips and forcing it’s tip into the inner entrance before I took her clitoris between finger and thumb and gently squeezed the little erection.

 

“Does that feel nice?” I whispered spreading her outer lips as wide as they would go before pushing farther in until I was literally fucking her with my tongue. “And that?” I asked as I replaced my tongue with two fingers and moved it down to her bottom.

 

“Oh fuck yes. God you’re driving crazy. Oh but it’s worth it when I feel you there.” She was taking short sharp jerky breaths, her tongue working overtime between her lips. “Ooohhhh, oooohhhhh, ooooohhhhhh Justin how could you have learnt so much so quickly? You animal, you prick, you fucking bastard, I’ve never ever felt as horny as this. I think that if you don’t fuck me now I’m gonna die.”

 

Chapter 22: Justin and Vikki – Now For The Fucking!

 

I decided to take pity on her, so I moved back slightly, positioned my penis and with one savage thrust speared it into her.

 

“OH FUUCCCKKKK, EEOOOWWW! Stop Justin, STOP, STOP. Just for a second please. Arrggghhhh, ouch that hurt.”

 

“Jesus, sorry Vikki, sorry, sorry, sorry!” Now I was panicking, I’d done the last thing in the world I wanted to do. “I’ll take it out, I’ll … I’ll…” I could think of nothing else to say as I started to pull out of her pussy. All I could think of was that I’d blown my one chance with the perfect girl.

 

Maybe I couldn’t think of a thing to say but Vikki sure could. “You’ll do no such thing Justin Robertson.” She clamped her vaginal muscles around my cock and held me in place. “Just you leave your cock where it is. I didn’t say I didn’t like it did I?”

 

I relaxed again leaving my cock where it had finished when Vikki clamped down on it, half in and half out of her vagina. “Well … er … no.”

 

“Exactly. Now put it back in, it just hurt a little that’s all. Don’t forget I’ve never been fucked by anything this big.”

 

And that’s what I did; only slower until my pubic hair pressed into her bald pubic mound, almost unbelievably she had taken it all.

 

“Aahhh, that’s better. Tell me Justin how the fuck did Caroline Herschfeldt manage to take this thing the first time you shoved it up her?”

 

“I guess she took control from the start, you see she told me to fuck her, so from the standing position I picked her up, and when she had my cock positioned at her pussy I lowered her until six inches of my cock was in her. That was when she took over and lowered herself at her own pace until she had all 11-inches.”

 

“Uuhhhmmm! No wonder she didn’t hurt, guess I’ll have to remember that. Now Justin I think it’s safe to assume that my pussy has gotten used to it. So come on big boy fuck me. Come on Justin, fuck my cunt with that baseball bat you call a cock!”

 

And I did, I held her hips and began a sensual rhythm as I explored every inch of her sweet pussy with my huge organ. She started to move with me but I slapped her gently on the buttocks. “You wanted me to fuck you, if you’ll hold yourself still I will attempt to do just that.”

 

I slowed my movements down until I was barely moving and rested on the soft cushions of her arse cheeks, then while my hands were free I reached down between her legs and put a hand on each glorious breast before withdrawing just as Vikki got used to the slow rhythms of my lovemaking.

 

“Oh Justin don’t do this to me, where are you taking my precious cock.”

 

She begged me to put it in her again, but I didn’t, instead I moved down to her vagina with my tongue. I lapped her steadily with it, cleaned up her juices, made her come again and again, even reamed out her bottom once more until she was begging so much I decided I had to make love to her again. Then just as I was about to do exactly that Vikki dropped her legs and caught me by surprise as she pushed me onto my back.

 

There seemed to be a little lioness in her make-up as she turned herself around, sat side-on to me and began to explore my body again. She started by kissing me all over with tender, light little touches that seemed to turn every spot she touched into a tiny fire. Her hands moved along with her lips, touching everywhere, remembering the areas where my body was most sensitive. She caressed and suckled on my nipples carefully, knowing exactly how much pressure to put on them for maximum enjoyment. She was playing the teasing game again as she moved her lips down my belly, her tongue gently licking a path towards my rampant erection. Slowly, oh so slowly, she moved down until she was able to lick my pubic hair.

 

While Vikki was busy playing the teasing game I moved her over my face and used my fingers to separate her pink outer lips and allowed my tongue to take the juices that were flooding out of her. My fingertips stroked across the soft satin skin of her bum cheeks as I held her sweet lips apart. Then I used my index finger on her cleft and eased it inside. The finger became instantly wet from Vikki’s juices and her lips began to swell even more at my touch. She moaned as I discovered her clitoris and began kneading it, rolling it between my fingertips.

 

Suddenly I felt her lips at my erection, the hungry mouth grip its head as she writhed and twisted to the probing of my tongue and fingers on her rich, passion-warmed slit.

 

I teased her for a moment barely touching the swollen scarlet flesh, but then I forced my tongue between the puffy lips and was rewarded when she took half of me into her mouth. Now I applied all my recently acquired skill and tongued her through a long vigorous orgasm.

 

Vikki worked herself against me with shameless desire as she toiled hard to take the extra length of my shaft. Her hands and her mouth moved in rhythm to her hips, which were eagerly bouncing against my mouth.

 

I spread the cheeks of her bum wide and watched her perfect anus wink up invitingly from the crack of her bottom as I felt my penis almost disappear into her ravenous mouth. Then I began to explore the area around her rectum while I continued to use my fingers on her vagina in long slow strokes until she could take it no more.

 

While my tongue and fingers worked overtime on her rectum and vagina she took her mouth away and continued to pump my prick. “Ohhh God yes, it feels so good; just keep doing it like that Justin. Ooohhhh yes, yeesss, yeeessss!” She thrust herself suddenly and energetically against my fingers as I used my tongue repeatedly on her bottom. ”I want you to fuck me so hard it hurts.” She looked longingly at my penis. "Oh I want it so badly.”

 

I pushed out from beneath Vikki, stood up, put both hands between her spread legs and pushed them under her bottom. “Now hold on tight!” She put both hands around my neck as I picked her up as if I was picking up a baby girl. Then I lifted her up until her vagina was poised ready to be lowered onto my waiting erection. “Like I said this is how I fucked Caroline yesterday and she loved it. Do you want me to fuck you like this, do you?”

 

“Oohhh wow yes, do it Justin, do it! I’ve never done it standing up.”

 

I began to lower her onto my erect penis until I was in all the way, then I thrust out as she squeezed herself tight against me. This had the effect of making the entrance smaller and increasing our excitement. Satisfied that she was comfortable and had a firm grip, I kept still and with my great strength began to move Vikki bodily on and off my huge erection as I quite literally masturbated my penis with her vagina pounding into and almost past her cervix. Then just as suddenly I stopped, held her steady and began to penetrate her with slow steady strokes while she remained fastened to me, not only by her vagina’s hot, wet grip, but also by the long, incredibly beautiful legs she had wrapped around my waist. As she lay open to the slow rhythmical thrusts of my massive shaft she pushed her chest against mine and gave me the pleasure of her nipples pressing into me.

 

Then I began to up the tempo as I used the index finger of each hand to toy with her bum-hole. “This is for your pleasure, I want you to keep those marvellous legs fastened around me and hang on. I screwed her quickly, plunging my shaft deeper on every stroke. I felt her clitoris ride down hard upon the broad, stiff shaft of my cock, scraping against the rigid tool as I worked it back and forth.

 

“My God I’ve never ever been so full of hot throbbing flesh. Justin I think if you fuck me any harder you’ll bang right past my cervix. Arrggghhh! God it hurts enough to be that, but don’t stop because it’s a good hurt, and one that I’ll soon get used to. Uuuhhh, oooohhh fuuccckkkk! I don’t know how much of this I can take. I think your going to fuck me to death.”

 

“Grip my neck tight Vikki and squeeze your legs against me while I pay some attention to your beautiful breasts.”

 

When I felt her grip my neck tighter I released both hands from her bottom and squeezed her breasts. Moving my head down I was able to take first one then the other nipple into his mouth.

 

“Oh do it Justin I’m so horny. Just bite them, lick them or tongue them I don’t fucking care so long as you’ve got one of them in your mouth.”

 

Vikki let out a delighted groan as I timed the licking of her nipple with my own thrusts. Her moans of pleasure continued as I rammed in and out of her sweet vagina with long violent strokes that continually pushed my cock against her cervix. She pushed her chest hard against me forcing her breast into my mouth. "I've never been fucked like this before, I don't think I've known anyone strong enough.” She gripped my neck firmly as she braced herself against the violent driving rhythm of my hips and the furious pounding of my rock hard erection in her vagina. “Are you going to come Justin?” She licked her lips and kissed me. “I’d like to take another taste if I can?”

 

“I reckon I'm as ready as I'll ever be, but just how much do you trust me?”

 

“God what now?” She looked at me unsure whether to smile or not. "I like to think that I’m as game as they come so if you promise I won’t get hurt then I guess you can do whatever’s on your mind."

 

"Good, then when I grip your bottom in my hands I want you to remove your legs from my waist and grip my neck very loosely.”

 

When she was ready I lifted her off my cock and up into the air until she was level with my shoulders. Then I flipped her round until she was sitting astride my neck facing the same way I was.

 

“Now I know there’s a good reason for me being up here and I have to admit that the back of your neck is a pretty novel place to rub my pussy, and I know this is probably going to be a stupid question.” She leant forward, pressed her tits into the top of my head and tried to look at me. But how the fuck can I taste your cock sitting up here?”

 

“You will Vikki, you will.” I had a firm grip of her hips while she still had a reasonable grip of my head. “Now is the time you’re going to have to trust me.”

 

She must have had some idea of what was going to happen because she said. “Just make sure you don’t drop me.”

 

I placed my hands on her hips, lifted her over my head, flipped her over and lowered her down until her mouth was in line with my penis. “There, now you can reach!” I took a firmer grip of her hips, pulled her pussy towards my waiting mouth and gave it an exploratory lick. “And so can I.”

 

“Ooohhhh wow a standing sixty-nine that sure is novel. I’ve never given head like this.” She took her cue and gripped my balls in one hand while she used her other hand to direct my stiff penis into her waiting mouth. Then as she held the head in her mouth Vikki slowly moved her thumb and middle finger up and down the length of it, masturbating my massive tool with slow deliberate strokes.

 

While Vikki was busy wrapping her lips around as much of my cock as she could swallow, I moved my grip from her hips to the more comfortable position of her waist as I pushed my tongue between her outer lips. She spread her legs farther apart wanting to open herself even more so I could force my tongue further into the fleshy folds of her vagina. I started my tongue working from one end of her delicious pussy to the other, I wanted to do more, wanted to please her in other ways, but with my hands holding her steady Vikki had to settle for just my tongue. Not that she seemed to be complaining as she ground herself into my face.

 

Her attentions on my penis were becoming more and more frenzied as she must have realised I was close to climaxing. She pushed her breasts hard into my ribcage as she attacked my groin aggressively trying to get me to climax, and with some success. With my climax fast approaching I made the decision to turn around and lean against the side of the bed. And when I felt it, I allowed myself to fall as gently as I could onto the soft surface, and Vikki to her credit didn't lose her grip with either hand or mouth as jets of semen shot from my penis with violent rapidity into her mouth. Then when I fell back onto the bed, Vikki landed on top with a wiggle of her hips, wanting - quite naturally - to keep my tongue within licking distance of her vagina.

 

She sat up and smiled gleefully when she’d taken all of my juice and when I’d cleaned her vagina out to her satisfaction. “Oh wow, I don't know where you found the energy, but fuck that was good.” At that point I guess she hadn't been paying much attention thinking that after a third climax I wouldn't be capable for a while. Then she looked down and saw that I was still primed for action. “Fuck me drunk! Superman should have a cock like yours. You ... you've just blasted a load down my throat twice in less than an hour without even going limp and you’re still … you’re still…”

 

"At your service.”

 

Vikki looked at me open mouthed. “You’re not telling me that you…?”

 

I lay back and held it upright. “Hop aboard, we’ll never find out if we don’t try.”

 

And she did, she squatted over me, slotted herself straight onto my erection and began the fast rhythmical up and down movements of her pussy on my cock. Then just as suddenly she stopped with her velvet glove slotted over the centrepiece of my crown jewels, looked down at me and smiled lecherously. “I like it from the back, leaning over anything. In this case it’s the bed, but it could be the breakfast bar, a car bonnet, a billiard table as long as it puts my rump in the correct position.” And Vikki had no sooner thought about doing it than she was pushing herself off me and moving to the end of the bed, giving me no choice but to follow her. She bent over until her bottom was higher than her head and looked around. “Do it! Please do it! Remember I like it hard, fast and the rougher the better. I want to feel those balls slapping against me.”

 

My penis wasn’t as hard as it could’ve been, but it was hard enough to slide between the welcoming lips of her vagina. The immense pleasure I felt as I drilled my shaft in and out with the knowledge that I wasn’t likely to come very quickly this time was sensational. I gradually increased the pace until I was hammering against the cheeks of her arse and still she wanted more.

 

“That's it Justin. Oohhh it feels nice and tight. OH FUCK, OOHH FUUCCKK, OOOHHH FUUUCCCKKK. Jesus you don’t know how good that feels. I don’t know if I’ve ever been ready to concede defeat to anybody Justin. Ooohhhh God here I go again, I’M COMING, COMING. Jesus Justin if any girl dies from too much sex it’ll be one who’s fucked by you.” She wiggled her bottom at me as I continued to pound away with unabated energy and enthusiasm.

 

I ran my hands all over her glorious arse as I looked at the sight of my penis sliding in and out of her vagina. “If you could only see it from where I’m standing you’d know why I keep getting excited. Just playing with this lovely bum of yours, just watching my cock fuck it’s way in and out of your pussy and just feeling my hands--” I moved them from her bottom to her breasts “--on your tits is enough bring me closer to another climax.” Every stroke pulled against the outer lips of her sex and increased the excitement as I hammered faster and faster. “Oh Vikki.” I said breathlessly. “I love fucking you, I love just being near you. You know--” I said as I slowed down to a gentle rhythmical fucking pace that kept us at the same point of excitement and no more “--I think that if I couldn’t make love to you I’d be happy just being close to you and naked, happy to be in the same room watching you fuck someone else as long as I knew that your heart still belonged to me.” I began to increase the speed of my fucking again, began to hammer with more urgency against Vikki’s sweet arse. “And I also think I could make love to you all night, such is the effect you have on me.”

 

She bent further over the bed, spread her legs even wider, turned her head and looked at me as best she could. “You’re not kidding, are you?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“Ooohhhh that is so fucking fantastic, but I don’t know whether I can keep it up all night,” she smiled at me then, “even if you can. However right at this moment I don’t want you to stop, please!” She looked back as I continued to pound away. “Oh, oohhh, ooohhhh. Oh my I have never, ever, ever been fucked like this before!”

 

Suddenly I stopped, leant forward, pressed hard against her bottom, cupped a breast in each hand and kissed her on the cheek. She reached up, turned her head, glued her lips to mine and explored the inside of my mouth with her tongue, at which point I pulled my lips away from hers, smiled and saw the look of astonishment when I said, “I think I’m going to keep going for quite a while, as a matter of fact I think I’m just getting warmed up, Vikki.”

 

“You, you mean that it might get better than this?”

 

I squeezed her breasts gently in my hands as I took each erect nipple between a thumb and index finger. “Oh yes, I might have taken a while to realise what sex is all about but now that I’ve found out how good it is I’m not letting you off lightly.”

 

“Uummm I guess we’ll have to see about that. Right at this moment though I feel so full up.”

 

That made me think, just what did full up mean? I took my right hand off her breast and rubbed the index finger along the outer lips of her vagina before gently easing it in alongside my cock. Then with a little effort I pushed a second finger in alongside the first. Finally when I had sufficient juice on my fingers I withdrew them, moved to her tiny puckered anus and slipped both fingers in a little at a time with the encouragement of Vikki’s excited comments and thrusting movements.

 

“Oohhh Jesus-aitch-fucking-Christ Justin.” She reached underneath and massaged my testicles as I continued what was now a two-pronged assault. “Oh Justin that’s perfect, how did you know I liked to be finger-fucked up the arse?” I was about to answer but she didn’t give me time. “Don’t matter, whatever it is you seem to hit the right buttons, and I know that’s true because I’m coming again!”

 

My movements were in alternate strokes and with a gradual increase in speed it wasn’t long before my fingers and my penis were penetrating her bottom and vagina at a fair pace. Vikki was helping out too as she worked herself against my cock with shameless desire, eager to come again and again as her excitement increased at a rapid rate. With one hand working overtime on her breasts and the motion of my fingers and penis, I was pushing her to yet another climax, and it was going to be a beauty.

 

"That's it Justin, faster, you've got a delicious touch on my tits. Fuck, that's fantastic. Now Stick a third finger along side the other two.” She wiggled her bottom against my fingers and cock. “Oh fuck!” She pushed her backside out even more. “You'd better be quick though, and keep that cock moving, ohhhh keep it going Justin. Keep squeezing my tits and, ohhhhhhh holy fuck don't stop, whatever you do please don't fucking stop.” She was looking at me lust written all over her face, her tongue licking her upper lip as fast as my cock was fucking her pussy. "I'm coming, oh Christ am I ever coming. That's fucking magnificent, ohhh fuck-me-dead. Oh wow I think I’m in heaven please don't stop. I love you and your cock both."

 

Suddenly she stopped and looked up at me. "Hop off a minute, we need to go back up the other end of the bed. I’ve got an idea, their’s something in my bedside drawer that you might enjoy and I don't think you'd say no to another head job would you?”

 

“As long as I get another chance at that delightful jewel between your legs I don’t really care if I cum in your pussy or your mouth!”

 

She opened a drawer, took out a pink tapered instrument about nine inches long and some batteries. She inserted the batteries and handed it to me. “I think you know what to do with this.” She lay down, organised her pillows and her head at an appropriate angle, pulled me on top of her and caressed my big tool for a few brief seconds before popping it into her mouth. Her fingers encircled my throbbing length as she swallowed inch by inch. She managed to swallow it all in a very few seconds and hold it in her throat briefly. Soon though she was releasing it from her throat and was sucking happily on just under half of it as she waited waiting anxiously for the familiar feel of the vibrator penetrating her pussy.

 

I didn’t keep her waiting long as I turned it on with the familiar buzz and thrilling touches keeping her excited as I barely probed her outer lips with it’s tip. Then suddenly I was pushing it further in and creating a depth of excitement, a level of pleasure that I knew was captivating her. As she continued to suck my cock, the fingers of her right hand held its base. When she brought her mouth back to its tip her fingers would follow and her hips would try and create an alternate rhythm as she thrust against the exciting electronic pulses of the vibrator.

 

She was coming, I could feel it, and that was good, but I wasn’t ready yet and that was better. I looked at the vibrator and waited for the telltale slickness before pulling it out, then putting the vibrator within easy reach I lifted Vikki up slightly and inched her back so that her slit was within easy reach. My tongue found her clitoris and started its journey along the welcome folds of her slippery wet vagina. A sudden intake of breath came from her as two of my fingers resumed their exploration of her delightful arsehole. Meanwhile her mouth and hands were working overtime on my rampant erection.

 

Suddenly Vikki took her mouth off my cock and turned around so that she could just see me out of the corner of her eye. “Heavens Justin, I don’t know if I can take any more. I think I’m just about fucked out.”

 

“Not long now Vikki, you’ve got to keep going because I need to come one more time.” I reached for the vibrator once more as I took my mouth away and kept it working in and out of her vagina with smooth strokes as I did all I could to help Vikki make me come. Even while I was close to a climax I kept the vibrator pounding in and out of her vagina until suddenly it happened! “Do you feel it Vikki? Do you feel me about to come in your lovely mouth?”

 

She nodded, her mouth full of my massive erection and sucked for all she was worth until the last of my juices shot to the back of her throat. “Oh God Justin. You have the most amazing cock.” She spoke between licks of my penis and listened as I put the vibrator to one side for the second and last time and began tonguing the length of her vagina. Even venturing up to her anal ring as I spread the cheeks of her bottom. “Uuummmm so good Justin, so good! Oh I just love your tongue on my cunt like that and the taste of your cock gives me energy I never thought I had.” She went back to my shaft that was now at half-mast, gave it one last lick, turned to face me and smiled as she realised it was finally beginning to wilt. “Justin, you and your cock might indeed be the eighth wonder of the world but right at this moment I’m beat, you’ve got me well and truly done, I am quite literally fucked!” She looked up and smiled happily. “All I want to do now is sleep.”