DAY EIGHT: FRIDAY

CHAPTER 65: NEW NURSE – MORE THERAPY!

Breakfast was at seven-o-clock. The thirty something lady who delivered it had a grin a mile wide on her face as she looked from my face to my groin and back again.

“What?” I asked while managing to keep a straight face. Oh I suspected what was on her mind but I wanted to embarrass the woman into telling me.

Fat chance of that it turned out. She laughed as she poured out my black coffee for me. “You know very well what, young man. But, if you have to know, you’re the talk of the kitchen, the canteen, the nurses quarters, the staff room and just about anywhere else that the female staff of this hospital congregate in any number.”

You mean…!” I left the rest unsaid.

“Absolutely young Justin, your reputation precedes you,” and she looked pointedly at my groin. “You see, Simone Keighly just happens to share nurses quarters with a young lass by the name of Martha Patrick.” She pulled the lid off the oval container carrying my breakfast of scrambled eggs. “Now Martha was in early this morning telling us what sort of state young Simone was in when she returned home from ‘Pussy’s’.

“It seems that after having sex with a certain driver of a certain rock stars father she went through two more of the men there and came home horny enough that she rang her boyfriend. And being the good lad that he is he went straight over, stayed the night and banged them both until Martha had to start work this morning.”

“Is she my…”

“Of course, and if she wasn’t she’d swap--” the woman patted the bulge of my cock through the sheet and blanket “--for the privilege.” She poured out my black coffee and smiled as she moved it forward next to the toast and marmalade. “Of course I’d stay and investigate further, unfortunately though I have work to do,” and she disappeared out of my room.

fifteen minutes later I was finishing the last of my toast and washing it down with the final mouthful of black coffee when an attractive redheaded nurse walked into the room wearing a uniform similar to Mony’s.

She was grinning as she stood a few feet from the bed and looked at me. “Mony said I should ask you if you needed assistance with your morning ablutions.”

I didn’t really, I was managing to get around a lot easier now, and I had managed successfully during the night. But this was going to be my last morning in hospital and if there was any more therapy to be had I wanted in on it.

“Well now that you mention it … er … nurse--” I pretended to read the name tag beneath the pocket watch pinned to the pocket over her left breast even though I already knew her name “--Patrick, one can’t be too careful.”

She reached beneath the bedclothes and felt my erect penis through my pyjama pants. It was of course a piss hard-on and that meant…

She rubbed her hand up and down the length of my erection and smiled as she looked at me. “Does that mean that I have to help you with this before you can piss?”

“Oh I could probably do it for myself and I have had … er … extensive experience peeing with a hard-on,” I said looking her in the eye, “but really it would be fun if you could help me out. I’ll leave it up to you how.”

“Believe me I know how Justin,” laughed Martha as she pulled the bedclothes back and reached for my crutch which she began to attach to my left wrist and forearm just as soon as I was sitting up, “I spent most of last night helping horny Simone take care of her boyfriend.” She held me by my elbow as I carefully stood up. “And much as I enjoy blowjobs,” she down at the big bulge in my pyjama pants, “I think I’d prefer to see how that feels in my pussy.” She started walking towards the bathroom when I did.

As soon as we were in the bathroom, she didn’t lock the door I noticed, Martha began undressing. First the blouse and then the skirt leaving her standing there in a very sexy matching black lace bra and pantie set.

I’d thought it was really sexy every time I saw a woman without panties and at times without a bra. I mean how could seeing breasts and vaginas not be sexy? And then I mentally took myself to task for my prudish thoughts, after all I’d spent long enough hiding behind blushes and clinical terminology. If I didn’t change my way of thinking and my conversation during intimate moments now then I never would. It was, I told myself, tits and boobs. And of course it was pussy and cunt, or even at a pinch twat or slit, not the clinical sounding vagina or the even ghastlier sounding quim.

I determined that my thoughts would be properly salacious and lewd from now on, telling myself that if Vikki could read my mind she would like what she read.

How could tits and cunts not be sexy? The answer of course was that they could, but lingerie was sexy too because it helped the wearer retain a little mystery and a high degree of sensuality.

She didn’t take either her bra or her panties off preferring instead to bend over with her hands flat on the toilet lid which was down. Then she turned around and grinned, “I’ll leave the rest to you.”

The catch to her bra was at the back so I decided to practice the one-handed bra removal even though it was possible from this position for me to move my right hand to help. With that in mind I undid the lacy almost nothing piece of lingerie by deftly taking a hold of the left side of her strap firmly between my two middle fingers and stretching it to the right. Holding that firmly in position I then used my thumb and forefinger to pull the hooks in the opposite direction thus undoing the bra before I quickly slid my hand underneath her and cradled the loose and lacy material of one cup to her hanging left breast.

Her head was still turned and she was still looking at me. “Very nicely done Justin, good to see that a broken right arm doesn’t stop you. I reckon you must really enjoy undressing women.”

”What’s not to like.” I smiled as I looked her up and down while continuing to squeeze her breast. “Besides, I’m a guy, and you know guys … where there’s a will there’s a way.”

“True. But with most guys they have only one thing in mind while they’re undressing women, there own pleasure. Reports say that you’re different.” She looked back and down at the bulge in my pyjama pants. “I plan to find out if those reports are true.” She looked down at my hand still cupping the firm mound of flesh through the lacy material. “Do you like my tit? Does it feel nice to you?”

I nodded. “Yes … yes I do … yes it does, yes they do.”

The grin turned cheeky. “34B. Just enough, don’t you think?” she looked down to the other one, down to where the cup was hanging off her right tit. “I just wish you could use your other hand.”

“Me too,” I said grinning back. “But then again, if we had more room I’m sure we could manoeuvre ourselves into a position where you could drop those gorgeous tits into my hands.” I smiled. “And they certainly are a nice fit.” I squeezed her tit gently through the material and then, as I eased the bra away and allowed it to drop down her arms and on to the floor, began running my hand all over the soft and succulent flesh while occasionally pinching her erect nipples. “On a figure like yours any more wouldn’t look as good.” I continued to squeeze her boobs gently. “Your tits are really nice.” I ran my thumb over and around the firm nubs of her nipples. “And these say that your more than a little turned on.”

“You can get a clearer indication somewhere else Justin.” She took my hand and moved it down to her pussy and placed it over the crotch of her panties. They were soaking. “Anticipation does that to a girl Justin, and my imagination has been running wild after Mony told me how it felt when you fucked her with that big cock of yours.” She laughed. “I’ve already changed one pair this morning thinking about you stuffing 11-inches of cock up my cunt, and I’ve got three more in my bag just in case, as well as some pads in case of a real emergency. Now--” she reached back released my hard-on and took it in my hand “--are you going to fuck me or what?”

“He’d better,” came a familiar voice from the doorway, “or I just might let him fuck me instead.”

We turned and saw Lois Mortenson standing there wearing a white coat, unbuttoned, and nothing else.

“We’re getting there Dr. Mortenson,” said Martha Patrick, “but--” and she looked down at her panties “--it’s a bit difficult when the barrier’s still up and this young stud is still under starters orders.”

“Love the racing analogy Martha.” I looked down at the matching panties and then looked at Martha as I held up my good left arm. “I … er … don’t suppose that you could…?”

“Give you a hand? Oh no Justin--” she smiled sympathetically “--this is part of the therapy.” She wiggled her bottom. “Come on Justin you can do it. One handed just means it’ll take a little longer.”

“It’ll heighten the anticipation,” said Lois Mortenson as she crouched down and watched me grip the waistband of her panties between the first two fingers and the thumb of my left hand.

I didn’t think sliding Martha’s underwear down so slowly could be so erotic and so sensual. At first I slid her panties down her left hip before reaching across my body and managing, awkwardly at first, to slide them over her right hip which helped reveal the crack of her sexy arse. Turning to the back I pulled them over first one cheek and then the other until I was able to hook them below the rounded flesh of that glorious bottom which served to pull her panties further off both hips.

Of course I couldn’t see what was happening at the front so I reached around carefully while continuing to take the pressure on my right foot. All I could feel was the very beginning of what seemed to be a tuft of pubic hair so I pulled the panties down at front left and front right until I was able to feel what turned out to be a slim and well-trimmed landing strip.

After that, with Martha’s hips cleared, it was easy to get her panties down to her ankles so that she could step out of them.

Once she was naked I stepped back and looked Martha over. She looked eminently fuckable as I ran my hand over the fleshy rounds of her arse before sliding the first two fingers between her thighs and up between her buttocks. And then she spread her legs and, almost as if her cunt was magnetised, my fingers slid between the junction of her thighs and lightly touched the flowering cleft of her sex.

“God Martha,” I said as her juices flowed onto my fingers, “your cunt is soaking.”

She reached back again, took my cock in her hand and spread her legs even more as she bent lower until her tits were almost touching the toilet seat. “Which means you shouldn’t have much trouble sliding 11-inches of hot cock all the way up my horny twat. NOW FUCK ME!!!”

Of course being a gentleman I did exactly that, gently.

“Oh Justin that feels so good,” sighed Martha Patrick as I slid the head of my cock and the first two or three inches into a pussy that was as tight as any I’d fucked in my brief, varied and remarkably active sex life. “Oh fuck I feel full already,” she turned her head and smiled as she continued. “Oh I know we have to be quick but--” and she wiggled her arse as I slid another two inches into her squeezing, clutching cunt “--you have to be nice and considerate of my pretty pussy.”

“Oh don’t worry,” I said as I began to saw in and out of her pussy with the five or six inches of cock that was being squeezed hard by her pussy muscles, “with something like this--” I slid another inch into her pussy “--I wouldn’t get much repeat business if I wasn’t.”

“Don’t worry yourself about it Martha,” said Lois as she opened her white doctor’s coat and sat on the toilet lid with her legs spread either side of the bowl, “in the short time I’ve got to know Justin I’ve seen him make love a number of times, and on every occasion he’s been as gentle as a lamb.” I watched Lois reach out and cup Martha’s breasts as she looked at the redheaded nurse and asked, “I don’t suppose you’re bisexual, nurse Patrick?”

The question was answered when Martha craned her head forward and lapped the Lois Mortenson cunt from bottom to top finishing at her hooded clitoris which, with a little coaxing, popped out of its hiding place.

With nurse Patrick occupied and seemingly enjoying Lois Mortenson’s pussy I slowly eased the remainder of my 11-inches into her hungry pussy. And she was so wet now, her cunt was so hungry for my cock that it slid in easily until I was gently knocking against her cervix.

Lois’s pussy had stopped the nurse from vocalising the way she felt but it didn’t have to stop me, this was my chance to put my planned new vocabulary into words.

“Martha,” I said as I slowly fucked the full length of my cock in and out of her pussy, “I just love fucking your tight cunt. Do you know just how good it feels to fuck you, how good it feels to have my 11-inches filling up a horny pussy like yours.” I smiled. “It’s alright Martha, you don’t have to answer.”

“But I can young man,” said Lois as I watched her force her pussy onto Martha’s hard working tongue. “She’s getting hornier and hornier and hornier and it’s my cunt that’s getting the benefit so you’d better keep going man, keep fucking the slut!”

“And she’s such a nice slut too,” I said as I began to thrust harder, as I began to pound her cervix time and time again.

“That she is Justin, that she is,” said the doctor as she continued to toy with Martha Patrick’s breasts while tilting her head to look at me. “But then again--” continued Lois “--a nice boy like you with a world-class cock like you possess would turn any girl or woman who’s halfway interested in sex into a nymphomaniac ten seconds after you started fucking her.”

“But what about women like you?” I looked right into the eyes of Lois Mortenson as I tried changing positions slightly so that I could force two fingers between her thighs and into her sex with my cock. “I mean I get the impression that your conversion happened quite a while ago.”

She smiled at the thought. “Oh you have my sister and her then fiancé to thank for that. They had me gangbanged until I became just as much a slut as my sister.”

“And you haven’t regretted a day since have you?” I asked having, with some effort, managed, after positioning my fingers in her cunt, to find her pleasure spot while I rubbed around her clit with my thumb.

“Are you kidding I…”

“OH MY GOD, OH FUCK, OOHH FUUCCCKKK!!! I’M COMMMIIIINNNNG!!!”

I watched as Martha, having taking her mouth from the Lois Mortenson cunt, tilted her head back and screamed, then I looked down as she squeezed my cock with her pussy muscles. It was enough. “Martha I’m coming. I’m gonna…”

“Do it stud, do it.” She looked around and grinned. “Fill my cunt with your cum. I want a present from a special young man who has given so much pleasure.”

“Yes do it Justin my love, fill the slut’s cunt with your cream.” It was the voice of my girlfriend Vikki coming from the doorway.

I looked around and saw Vikki, my parents and Maddy standing in the doorway grinning. And it was at just that point that I came. Seven times jets of my cum flooded into her pussy until there was no room and a mix of my semen and Martha’s juices began to dribble out and down her thighs.

“Attaboy,” said my mother as she watched me finish. Then she smiled. “Now fuck off out the way so that I can clean the young lady up.”

The nurse looked nervously in the direction of my parents and Vikki and Madeleine before she looked at my mother. “I … er … are you sure? I mean I … er … that is you don’t have to.”

“Are you kidding … er … Martha is it?”

“Yes it is. I’m Martha Patrick Justin’s nurse for this morning until his release.”

Mum held out her hand as I pulled out, struggled upright and stepped back. When Martha took it and they shook hands mum made the introductions. “I’m Mary Robertson Justin’s mother, this is Louis his father,” she continued making the appropriate indication. “This very pretty young lady--” she placed her hand on Vikki’s shoulder “--is Vikki Thompson Justin’s girlfriend and this equally attractive young lady is Madeleine Paulson a very … er … close friend of the family.”

My mum patted the toilet lid. “Now if you’ll just sit here Martha, lean back and spread those pretty legs of yours Madeleine and I will clean you up.”

“But … but are you sure? I mean…” She didn’t finish but she did sit on the seat, lean back and spread her legs. “And besides,” she indicated Vikki, “what about…?”

“Oh don’t worry about me Martha,” said Vikki as she bent forward and took my cock in hand, “I’m going to be a little busy.” She turned to my father. “Oh Louis, if you should happen to see something of interest to you, fuck it!”

“I don’t yet,” he said smiling as he gripped the back of her mini skirt and lifted it until it rested on her back. “Oh, now I do.”

Vikki it was who spoke next. She turned to Martha who was trying hard to keep control as my mother and Madeleine took turns in tonguing her pussy. “You did originally bring Justin in here because he needed to go to the toilet am I right?”

“Oh, oh, oh I did too.” Martha panicked and tried to force herself off the toilet. “I have to… Justin needs to… That is…”

Mum and Madeleine held her in place without much effort. “Oh I wouldn’t be worrying about that if I was you Martha,” said my mother. “Watch!”

Vikki took the head of my cock in her mouth and began to tongue around the head encouraging me to piss in her mouth. “Do it Justin,” she said taking her mouth off my cock. “You know I want you to, you know you want to and really I don’t think it’s going to embarrass you any more if people are watching Justin, is it.”

Martha looked at me. “You’re not…?” She looked at Vikki. “Vikki, tell me you aren’t going to drink Justin’s pee.”

She smiled at Martha. “And why not? I mean I’ve drunk it before,” she lightly touched my pee-hole with her tongue, “and I do quite like the taste.” She looked up at me as my father slid his cock into her cunt. “Give it to me Justin, piss in my mouth.” She smiled. “I would kind of appreciate it though if you could slow the flow a little to make it easy for me to swallow.”

It took a few seconds but I eventually managed to released the flow with the required control. Oh God did it feel good. And if it wasn’t for the fact that it seemed and looked so demeaning to the drinker would have said that it was an erotic experience not to be missed. Still, Vikki did seem to like it. And, she wasn’t missing a drop, which was what prompted me to look at the fucking she was getting from my father.

Like the true gentleman he was my dad was making love to my Vikki with the slowest, most tender strokes he could manage.

He saw me looking. “Well we wouldn’t want your girlfriend to miss a drop now would we? And besides--” he smiled “--I don’t really fancy spoiling Vikki’s perfect aim and finish up with your piss all over me.”

By the time he finished that statement I finished pissing and Vikki finished licking up any drops that were … er … hanging around!

“Right,” said my father as he moved back a couple of steps taking Vikki with him, “it’s time we got down to some serious fucking,” and he stopped making love to Vikki and started to fuck her.

I grinned as I watched Vikki wiggle her arse to the hard fucking she was getting from my father, then I turned to watch my mother and Madeleine as they continued to clean up Martha Patrick’s pussy. I suspected that the redheaded nurse was well and truly clean by now and that the three women were simply enjoying themselves.

Madeleine saw me looking and smiled as she looked at my cock which, of course, was still as hard as ever. “Come on Justin,” she said as she lasciviously licked her top lip, “it’s been a little while since I had the pleasure,” and she shook her arse at me.

I moved the couple of steps I needed to get into position putting more pressure on my left ankle than I had before. It felt quite good too. I reckoned that if I kept the pressure off it most of the time and just occasionally put a little weight on it that I would be fine.

I moved behind her, lifted her skirt and was surprised to see, considering what had happened recently, panties. “What’s the matter Maddy?” I asked grinning. “Are recent trends not meeting with your approval?”

She laughed as I moved my left hand to her left hip. “You know Justin, sometimes removing the packaging is nearly as much fun as the act itself.” She reached behind her and pulled the back of her panties below her buttocks. “There,” she laughed again, “I’ve started you off. Now, finish the job!”

“Yes Justin finish the job.” Martha said indicating her panties on the floor while my mother stopped any pretence of cleaning her up. “OH GOD!!!” Martha screamed. “Don’t stop Mary, don’t stop, DON’T FUCKING STOP!!!”

Martha looked at me as she came down from her crashing orgasm and saw that I was quite successfully removing Maddy’s panties after positioning myself in a way that enabled me to make use of my right hand. “Where there’s a will there’s a way huh?”

“Time’s pressing,” I said grinning. “I still have a hard-on and if mum and dad are here it must be time to go pick up my sister.”

“You’ve got that right son,” said my father who was finish the job of fucking Vikki, and bringing her to a first, second and then, a few seconds later a third orgasm. “Now fuck the girl!”

“Yes,” said Lois, “fuck the slut.”

I’d forgotten all about Dr. Lois. I turned and saw her standing next to the doorway fingering her slit as she enjoyed watching the sexual activity happening in front of her. I smiled and as I placed my left hand on Maddy’s left hip I said just three words. “Spread ‘em Maddy!”

She didn’t need to be told twice she moved her feet as far apart as was comfortable for her and would still allow me to easily slide my length into her pussy, something I did in one single smooth stroke until I bottomed out.

“OH GOD, OH GOD, OH FUCK, OOHHH FUUCCCKKKK!!! I’d really forgotten just how really good this was.” She looked around and grinned lecherously. “Come on Justin fuck me, fuuccckkkk mee, give my slutty cunt the fucking it deserves.” She turned to my father as I slowly fucked her. “Oh I know you gave me a good fucking this morning Daddy Louis but--” and she wriggled herself on my cock “--getting poked by a battering ram like this is just so special.”

“No need to apologise Maddy my sweet. Justin’s only one man,” he looked at me and grinned as he withdrew from Vikki only to be gobbled up by mum’s hungry mouth, “and superstud he might be but he can only fuck one cunt at a time. And--” he continued grinning down at his wife who was on her knees deep-throating him “--you sluts do seem to be continually horny, don’t you?”

“That we do Daddy Louis--” said Madeleine “--that we do.”

I looked down at Maddy as I started to work up a bit of pace, as my lower stomach began to pound against the cheeks of her arse. “You call him Daddy Louis too?”

“Fuckin’ oath. I’ve got two fuck daddies, Daddy Louis and Daddy John.” She reached over and slipped a hand between Vikki’s legs and came up with cum all over her fingers. “Vikki of course calls your father Daddy Louis too,” she grinned. “Sometimes she slips and calls her father Daddy John.” She laughed. “I don’t think he really minds.”

I watched her lick my father’s cum off her fingers and reach for more as I continued with my hard fucking of her pussy, then I looked at Vikki who was enjoying the constant fingering she was getting. “Daddy John?”

“And why the fuck not!” she said grinning. “After all, he is my Daddy and his name is John.”

Finally I turned to nurse Patrick as my orgasm began to build. She was slumped on the toilet looking as though she had no energy to move let alone get back to work. “If I might say so Martha,” I said as I reached around Maddy and slid a hand under the crop top and lacy bra she was wearing and gently squeezed her tit and pinched her erect nipple, “you look … er … fucked!”

“Oh really!” Her laugh was infectious as she reached down and began to mimic what Dr. Lois was doing to her own pussy. “I spent half the night having my cunt sucked and fucked, and the other half of the night sucking Mony’s cunt and helping her blow her boyfriend to raise him from the dead. And then I come to work this morning and get my cunt fucked by the biggest and best cock that’s ever fucked me.” She laughed even louder. “And then to top it off the mother and girlfriend of the owner of said cock suck me and tongue me until I all but pass out. And you’re telling me that I look fucked!”

“So you’re telling me that if I was still hard after I finished fucking Maddy here--” I started to thrust harder and Madeleine sensing that I was about to come again began to squeeze her pussy muscles around my cock “--you wouldn’t want to go again?”

“Well now, I don’t think I actually said that, I think that if we had more time I would be more than happy to go another round.”

“OH FUCK I’M COMING JUSTIN, I’M COMING!” Madeleine reached down and began to gently massage my balls. “Come with me Justin, come with me. Shoot me full of cum.”

Who was I to refuse a lady, I pulled my hand from her breast, gripped her hip and pounded her quickly and rhythmically as I came for the second time that morning.

“Oh yes, oh yes!” cried Maddy as she continued to orgasm on my thrusting cock. “So good, so good.” She grinned at me as she came down from her sex induced high. “Thank you Justin, I think that might keep me going for a while.”

“It’ll have to Maddy,” I said laughing as I felt and then saw mum’s warm mouth wrap itself around my cock, “I’ve got a very special cunt lined up for my next load,” and I turned to Vikki and smiled.

“Sounds good to me,” she said smiling in my direction. “After all it has been nearly twenty four hours since I had the pleasure.”

“Oh I hardly think you’ve been missing out Vikki Thompson,” I said totally missing her point. Of course!

“Oh I’ve been getting plenty of fucking and it’s all been good,” laughed Vikki as she undressed, an action that, as was usual these days, required the removal of only two garments. “And Daddy Louis--” she turned to my father and smiled “--and my daddy, Daddy John are still right up the with the best of my fucks. But you my love my big stud are still the number one.”

She turned to nurse Patrick as she moved to the shower and turned it on before adjusting the temperature. “I presume he has to have a shower?”

“Er … yes … but I should…”

“…Leave them to it,” said Dr. Mortenson. “I think you’ll find that if you take the strapping off his chest and cover his cast young Vikki here will be quite capable of supervising his shower. And besides, I reckon Vikki might need a shower too.”

“But…!”

“But nothing Martha, if you were to take Justin’s parents and young Madeleine here down to administration to organise his discharge I’ll take care of his pharmacy requirements. Then, while Mary and Louis here are signing the appropriate papers, you can return here and, with Vikki’s help, get Justin strapped up, dressed, in the wheelchair and downstairs ready to leave.

Once organised things proceeded swiftly with my parents and Madeleine following Martha and the doctor downstairs after the nurse had carefully removed the strapping, covered the cast and given Vikki strict instructions on how she should wash me.

Once we were alone Vikki turned to me and kissed me lightly on the lips with just the barest hint of tongue before she began to wash me. “Oh Justin you don’t know how good it feels to be here just the two of us,” she lathered up her hands using the soap, stood behind me and began to wash my cock while masturbating it at the same time, “how good it feels to be alone in the shower with you.”

“Oh I think I do Vikki, I think I do,” I said as I reached around and tried to finger her pussy.

“Oh no you don’t Justin,” said Vikki gently slapping my hand away, “the pleasure is all yours.” She kissed me on the cheek. “A hero deserves nothing less.”

Not being in the best of condition to argue I just stood there, as best I could, and allowed her to wash me from top to bottom, front and back cock and balls, and finally deep between the cheeks of my arse. Then she finished me off by masturbating me to completion and drying me and then herself, by which time the door to the bathroom opened and Nurse Patrick appeared.

Ten minutes later I had cleaned my teeth and Vikki had cleaned hers, something she needed to do after drinking my piss. We were both dressed, I was strapped up again and was in the wheelchair ready to go down to reception.

Five minutes after that we were down in reception with mum who was holding onto my tablets, some papers and an appointment to see Lois Mortenson on Monday afternoon at four-o-clock, something I would look forward to with interest. Standing next to mum was Madeleine while dad was on her other side holding her hand until he moved off to get the car.

What I hadn’t expected was the reception committee waiting to see us off. Nurse Patrick was there of course having brought me down in the lift and so was Lois Mortenson but standing behind my parents were Simone Keighly, Jeannie McTavish, NUM Estelle White and the lady who had delivered my breakfast.

One by one they wished me luck, Mony with a passionate kiss on the lips, until Estelle White stood in front of me and said, “I can only say how delightful it’s been to have you here.”

“Well--” I said taking the hand she held out “--it certainly has been an experience. And I must say I did … er … love the therapeutic sex.”

“Hmmm. Talking about therapy,” said the NUM, “ when you’re fully recovered we would you like to help the hospital out. Purely on a volunteer basis of course?”

“I’m still going to school Miss White, and anyway I don’t think I’m exactly qualified to work in a hospital.”

“Oh I don’t think I’d be worrying if I was you Justin,” said Vikki grinning. “If I’m right I think you’re well and truly qualified for the sort of help this hospital will be requiring from you.”

“How very perceptive of you Vikki,” said the NUM before she turned to me. “Your girlfriend is quite right of course. We do have one or two female patients who need the kind of therapy you received.”

I could only look. “You mean…” She nodded her head. “Well considering how well I’ve been treated--” I made a point of looking at Simone and Martha “--I guess it would be churlish of me to refuse to help out where I’m needed.”

“Oh yeah right,” said Simone as we walked towards the automatic doors and the curved driveway, “listen to Sir Galahad here. As though you haven’t got enough women to have sex with you have to come to hospital and fuck a few more!”

CHAPTER 66: MADELEINE’S STORY – POT BLACK

I grinned as we walked through the open doors and then quoted that often used cliché, “It’s tough job but someone’s gotta do it.” And then I saw the eight seater Toyota Tarago with dad waiting by the rear sliding door and with a touch of brilliance said, “That’s not the Merc’.”

He put his arm around Maddy who had moved to stand next to him. “Maddy wanted to come with us and how could I say no when she’s going to give us a blow-by-blow account of what was apparently quite a night. So Peter, Naomi’s father, who was there last night having retuned from Queensland, offered us the use of his wife’s van.”

“And what did his wife have to say about that?”

He smiled. “Oh I think it might be better if Madeleine here tells that story.”

“In that case then,” I said, “I shall look forward to it.” And then my father assisted Simone and Martha in helping me into the van and settling me into the farther of the centre row of seats.

A cushion had already been placed on the small shelf area behind the drivers seat and my father helped me place my foot on it.

Vikki got in alongside me and Madeleine alongside her nearest the sliding door while dad got into the driver’s seat.

Mum opened the passenger door and then moved to the NUM Estelle White, the doctor Lois Mortenson and the nurses Simone and Martha. “I want to thank you, all of you what you’ve done for our son.”

The NUM stepped forward and answered for them. “I think--” and she began to smile “--this is one case where I can honestly say that the pleasure has been all ours.” She turned to the nurses and Lois Mortenson. “Or at least all theirs!”

I saw Mony move alongside Estelle White and wave in my direction. “Don’t be a stranger Justin.” She laughed. “Therapy shouldn’t stop when the patient leaves the hospital.”

I waved back and blew her a kiss. “Well, when you put it like that,” I turned my head slightly and blew a kiss at Martha Patrick as well, “but tell me, do they allow men in the nurses quarters?” And then it hit me, hadn’t the woman told me that Simone’s boyfriend had spent the night. I turned back to Mony. “Forget I asked that Simone. A certain lady who delivered breakfast this morning told me all about a certain visitor to the quarters of two certain nurses.”

A laugh sort of erupted from her as she looked first at me and then at Vikki. “Well that’s your fault isn’t it. I mean if I hadn’t been forced to accompany you to ‘Pussy Galore’ I wouldn’t have been there when that orgy started and I wouldn’t have been fucking Chris Marsh and I wouldn’t have still been horny when I got back to our quarters.” She turned to Martha and took her right hand in her left.

“No,” said Martha taking over where her friend and roommate left off, “and then she wouldn’t have felt the need to call her boyfriend and I wouldn’t have had to help her help Kyle satisfy her…”

“…Us!”

“Okay--” grinned Martha “--us.”

“Who’s Kyle, Mony?” asked Vikki grinning. “And do I need to know him?”

“Oh I think so,” responded Simone laughing. “After all he did keep two pussies pretty well satisfied last night.”

“Yeah,” added Martha with a wink. “And not for the first time either. Maybe you should join us one night, then we can really have some fun.”

“Hmmm, sounds good to me!” Vikki looked to each nurse in turn. “As for the blame for last night I think Justin and I can accept that any day of the week. Now tell me,” and this time her gaze turned first to the NUM and then to Lois Mortenson. “Are there any hunky doctors who might like to practice their … er … therapeutic talents on a horny 17-year-old slut while her boyfriend is either banging away at a couple of nurses or aiding with the recovery of certain female patients that might need it?”

“You mean apart from Gerald Armitage? I presume you remember him, do you?”

Vikki thought for a moment. “Oh yeah, he was the doctor who was fucking you last night wasn’t he?”

“And how! Anyway, he’s always available when there’s horny pussy to fuck.” She smiled. “And I know for a fact that his wife loves hunky young men with big cocks.”

“Well fuck she’ll love Justin won’t she?”

“And so will their 15-year-old daughter.”

“Okay, okay,” said my father turning around. “Vikki you can discuss the mating habits of the Armitage family when we return but right now--” he waved in the direction of Nurses Keighly and Patrick, Lois Mortenson and Estelle White “--we have to get going.”

They all waved and blew kisses one last time before Madeleine shut the sliding door and we were on our way.

Dad pressed a button on the six-stacker CD player. Guitar music began playing. I recognised it as a double CD of dads called ‘Opium’. I loved it though, it was ideal for a long drive, ideal to listen to late at night as you relaxed with a cup of coffee. It was recorded by the German born guitarist Ottmar Liebert and his band Luna Negra from his days down in Mexico. The first CD, subtitled ‘Wide-Eyed’ was the one playing and I recognised its opening tune ‘Nuevo Mexico’.

It was a fairly quick trip along Princes Highway, through Springvale Junction, past the Wellington/North Roads and Princes Highway intersection and over Clayton Road before dad pulled into the drive-through of a McDonalds and asked for orders. Mum and dad settled for a batch of bacon and egg mcmuffins and hash browns while Madeleine asked for scrambled eggs. As for Vikki and I, we just settled for coffee, Vikki of course had her usual latté while I decided on a cappuccino instead of my usual long black.

“Right,” said my father to Maddy, “now that our stomachs are taken care of I think you have a story to keep us entertained don’t you?”

“You’d better believe it Daddy Louis.” Madeleine smiled lasciviously. Except that after I’ve finished you might need to pull over somewhere.”

“Ah bugger that for a joke,” responded my mother laughing, “I’ll Just blow him while he’s driving.”

I looked at my mother and then my father before I turned to Vikki with the obvious question on my face.

Vikki of course didn’t give me a chance to answer it. “Don’t worry big boy,” she said grinning, “I’m not one to let a hard-on go to waste, as you should very well know.” Then she turned to Madeleine and smiled as she ran her tongue across her top lip. “Don’t worry Maddy, I’ll have a free left hand to help you out.”

“Not needed babe, not needed.” Madeleine tapped my mother on the shoulder. “Mary, could you look in the glove box, I think there might be something useful for a slut like me.” She looked at Vikki and then at my mother who were both staring hard at her. “Oh all right, for sluts like us!”

I watched mum pass the bag of food from her left hand to her right before she opened the glove box, then I saw the look of surprise which turned into a grin like the split of a watermelon.

“WOW!” She help up a two-inch thick dildo that looked to be about 10-inches long. “I have to see you fucking yourself with this.”

“Story first though,” said my dad as he reached across, pulled the dildo out of her hand and placed it between the seats. “Now pass the food and drinks around, give me a hash brown and then Maddy here can tell us all about happened to her last night.” He turned for a split-second and looked at Maddy. “Okay sweetie?”

“I just hope it’s a match for the story you told me about what happened at ‘Pussy’s’.”

I watched mum lean back and pat her on the knee. “I don’t have any doubt about it.” She looked at me and Vikki. “After hearing all about the adventures of Vikki and my Justin, I think my pussy will be positively dripping by the time you finish the story.”

Maddy smiled. “Okay then. It all started when…”

*****

Madeleine Paulson looked at her watch as she opened the door of ‘Pot Black’. It was just after half past four meaning she was early having promised to be there at about five.

It was exactly as she remembered it as she walked through the entrance into the well-lit reception area come coffee shop that opened out to an area decorated in pine and red velvet. The only difference was that areas were marked out ready for the work, for the changes that were going to take place. Then she heard a familiar voice.

“Hey Madeleine, it’s good to see you.”

Maddy looked into the parlour that housed the snooker tables and saw Caroline Herschfeldt standing near one of the tables talking to a couple of handsome looking men, one tall, skinny and mid-thirties with brown hair and the other short and stocky and mid-twenties with blonde hair. She couldn’t help herself, she liked what she saw.

“Hello Mrs. … er … Caroline I’m sorry, I’m a little early.” She thought she might be interrupting something. “If you like I’ll come back when you’ve…”

She smiled. “You will do no such thing.” Caroline indicated the two men who were standing either side of her, one with his arm around her shoulders and the other with his arm around her waist. “I’d like you to meet Martin Wallace,” she nodded towards the tall skinny guy with brown hair who’s arm was resting across her shoulders. “He’s the current Victorian and Australian snooker champion.” Then she indicated the short stocky guy who had his arm around her waist and had turned slightly side-on so he could rub his cock against her. “And this is his good friend and closest rival, and runner up to Martin in both competitions, Alex Armstrong.”

Caroline knew perfectly well that Madeleine could see what Alex was doing. Not that it bothered her she fully expected that he would be doing a lot more before the afternoon was over.

Madeleine looked at both men before she moved forward. She could see that the short stocky one with blonde hair was rubbing what looked to be a hard-on high on Caroline’s left thigh. It was at that point that Maddy’s natural inclinations took over, at that point that she decided that she was meant for the tall drink of water Caroline called Martin Wallace.

Having in her mind decided on what was likely to happen Maddy moved straight to Martin Wallace, pressed herself full length against his skinny frame, grabbed his hands and placed them on the cheeks of her arse under her short skirt as she looked up at him and grinned. “Do your hands have other talents besides being able to put a snooker cue to good use?”

Martin squeezed her buttocks as he looked across at Caroline who had taken up a similar position in the clutching hands of Alex Armstrong. “Why don’t you ask Caroline,” he winked, “ask her what sort of a grade she’d give me in sex 1-0-1.”

Caroline laughed as she stepped back. She remembered Sunday afternoon with superstud and all round lovely young man Justin Robertson, remembered his performance on the Monday when he posed with his brand new girlfriend Vikki and her sister and number one slut Valerie, and then again on Tuesday night. “He was an A+ Madeleine, until Sunday afternoon, and then his grade dropped to an A.” She reached out with her left hand, pushed it between Madeleine and Martin Wallace and gently squeezed his cock as she smiled. “But not because his talents lessened.”

“No,” agreed Martin, “it’s just that us ordinary mortals with better than average sexual ability find it hard to compete with someone of Justin’s physique and natural talent.”

Madeleine, not backward in coming forward, stepped back, knelt down so that she was balancing on the balls of her feet with her knees spread giving him an open look at her pantiless pussy and then slid the zipper of his black pants down.

Martin looked down at the broad expanse of thigh and the puffy lips of a shiny wet pussy and then looked at her hands as they slipped inside the crotch of his pants. He knew what she’d find. 10 thick inches of iron hard cock ready to explore the depths of the cunt that looked to be winking at him.

He looked across at Alex and smiled to himself. Alex was looking down to where Caroline was similarly positioned, though she was wearing panties, and was reaching inside to withdraw what he knew to be a beautiful, thin, 9-inch cock. He knew it was beautiful because he’d swallowed it and taken it in his welcoming back passage many times, as Alex had similarly taken his. They were both unashamedly bisexual and of course Caroline knew. When she wasn’t being D.P’d by both of them she was usually on the receiving end of one while the one fucking her invariably took the other up his arse.

“WELL FUCK ME!” cried Madeleine as took his newly released cock in hand. “This is … this is fucking awesome!” She looked up at Martin Wallace and grinned. “Justin might be 11-inches but he’s not as thick as this.” She then looked across and saw that his friend Alex was no slouch in the cock department, saw that Carol was moving her mouth on and off the first four or five inches of his cock. “You know what,” she said grinning as she licked the tip of Martin’s cock I think I’m…”

Caroline took her mouth off Alex’s cock and interrupted. “…Gonna make four coffees.” She looked across and smiled at Madeleine. After you try on your new uniform.”

Maddy continued holding and gently masturbating Martin Wallace’s cock as she looked at Caroline. “Where is…?” she stopped when she saw where Caroline was pointing. On the counter next to the coffee machine was a pile of clothes, a brief pile of clothes.

Caroline watched Madeleine release Martin Wallace’s cock, straighten up and walk across to the counter. “You can get changed in my private room if you want to Maddy.”

She smiled as she reached the small pile of clothes. “Oh I don’t think so do you.” She laughed heartily. “I mean we’ll be fucking after I’ve made the coffee. Won’t we?”

“Well yeah.” Caroline laughed. “You will eventually. But,” and she smiled lecherously, “before you turned up I made a promise to the guys. And while you make the coffee I plan to deliver.” She pointed to the clothes as she walked to the front door and locked it. “First things first though,” she added on her return as she again pointed at the uniform.

Madeleine didn’t hesitate. She stripped off her sky blue T-shirt and mini skirt and, of course, was immediately naked. Then she went to her uniform. It was exactly as it had been described. And on top was the first item she was to wear. The thong panties.

She smiled cheekily as she took a serviette from the silver holder then she stood facing Caroline and the guys as she wiped through the split of her pussy, not once, not twice, not three times but six times as she folded and refolded the serviette to use dryer areas. Both guys cheered loudly but still she wasn’t finished, she held her arm out away from her body and squeezed the serviette she was holding. The audience of three could only stand mouths open as the juices flowed as if a tap had been turned on. But they could only stand and stare as she reached for yet another serviette and wiped herself down again. This time only a few drops dripped from the soaking serviette but it was enough to make the guys cheer loudly.

Maddy laughed as she placed the second serviette on the counter next to its mate. “Can’t have my panties getting wet already can I.” Then she picked the thong off the top of the pile of clothes, turned, bent over from the waist and, while facing away from the guys so that they could get a full view of her arse and pussy, stepped into the brief black panties and pulled them slowly up her legs and thighs until she was able to adjust the fit against her crotch and through the crack of her arse.

Madeleine hadn’t been looking while sliding her panties into place but as she straightened up and turned for their reaction she got the shock of her life. One cloth had been placed on the floor for Alex Armstrong to lay on facing her so that she could see him and Martin who was leaning against a snooker table slowly stroking his cock as he watched her dress. A pillow had also been placed behind Alex’s head so that he could get a better view as Caroline lowered her bottom slowly and gingerly onto his thin 9-inch cock in such a way that he could still see.

Without taking her eyes off the events taking place in front of her eyes Madeleine reached in the general direction of the clothes and picked up the micro skirt which she stepped into, pulled over her hips and buttoned up as she watched Caroline finally take all of Alex’s 9-inches up her arse.

From that point Madeleine forgot all about the black bolero jacket as she watched Martin kneel down, grab her ankles and lift them up and back until Alex was able to hold them. Naturally it didn’t take a genius to work out what was going to happen next, and Martin accomplished the task of sliding his thick 10-inches into the Caroline Herschfeldt cunt with relative ease.

“Mmmmm!” sighed Caroline as the two champion snooker players began to fuck her alternately with long, slow and very, very sensual strokes. “So good, so fucking good!” she pointed to the remaining article of clothing on the bench as she squeezed the big cock fucking her. “Haven’t you forgotten something?”

Madeleine turned and looked at the jacket then felt her tits as she looked at the double fucking Caroline was getting. “Oh yeah.” She picked up the black bolero jacket and did up its single button.

It was enough to cover her nipples when she was standing upright and still. She smiled inwardly. It had no hope of covering them when she was moving or turning one way or the other. And if she bent forward maybe to rack the fifteen reds or position any of the six colors her tits would simply pop all the way out and say hello. Without any kind of bra, sports or otherwise, under the jacket she knew she may as well be topless. She loved it. In many ways, she thought, it was a pity she had to wear panties. But then again there did have to be some mystery didn’t there.

It was then that she remembered the coffee, thankfully Caroline and her two fucking friends were still fully absorbed in the best of all indoor sports. However she did need to know how they took their coffee but, not wanting to disturb them quite yet, she decided to percolate the coffee and steam the milk. With that in mind she took two double pronged coffee holders placed them alternately under the container of ground coffee, flicked the lever that dropped the coffee into each circular holder until they were full and smoothed out. Satisfied, she positioned each holder up and into place twisting until they were securely held, positioned four cups and then pressed the number two under each holder.

Satisfied that the coffee was taken care of Madeleine turned her attention to the milk making a determined effort to keep her eyes, and mind, off the tableau in front of her. She filled the jug to the right level, held it at the correct angle and with a hand holding the bottom to judge the temperature proceeded to steam it taking care not to burn the milk. Only when their was sufficient milk and froth did she turn to the three people in front of her.

They were still going strong, except that Alex was taking a more passive role and Martin a more aggressive role as the noise level increased with every one of Caroline’s many climaxes.

“ALL RIGHT!” Madeleine screamed. “WHO TAKES WHAT HOW?”

“What?” said Alex from the bottom.

“Huh!” said Alex from the top.

“These two both have Latté with one sugar. Mine’s a cappuccino with no sugar,” offered a smiling Caroline as she thrust her pussy against Martin’s driving cock.

Caroline watched Maddy go back to preparing the coffee and slapped Martin’s naked bottom before doing the same to Alex’s thigh. “Come on guys--” said Caroline “--coffee’s up and I need a vitamin semen injection. And besides,” she laughed, “Maddy here wants to show off her uniform. And then she needs a proper thank you for the coffee.”

It seemed to happen quickly. By the time Madeleine had finished preparing the coffees Caroline had received her injections of cum and, having put on her panties to stop the leaking cum, was leading the two naked snooker players by their limp cocks.

When they reached the back of the counter Madeleine passed over the coffees and paraded herself on front of Caroline and her well-satisfied friends.

“Hmmm nice,” said Alex as he watched, with Martin, while  Caroline reach for a nearby cloth and a small block of Cousins Imperial Leather soap, watched her wet the cloth and soap it up before beginning to wash his dirty cock. “I think I could be persuaded to visit regularly if I knew you were going to be here.” He turned to his friend. “What say you Marty?”

“You bet.” He took a sip of his coffee as he turned to Caroline and watched her finish washing his friend before she washed her hands. “So much nicer than those young men you’ve been employing.” He grinned. “I don’t suppose there’s any more where this one came from?”

Caroline, satisfied that Alex’s cock was washed and ready for Madeleine, took a sip from her own coffee. She was feeling a little more comfortable now that she had a pad, pulled  from her purse and tucked it into the crotch of her panties. She gave some thought to the question of staff. Of course the two brothers were leaving in around five weeks and she would need a second employee. She smiled lecherously. A second young girl dressed exactly like Madeleine would be perfect. And she knew just who to ask. Naomi Johnson.

“Oh I think that could be arranged Martin. As a matter of fact I’ll be seeing a couple of young ladies tonight who will fit the bill perfectly.” She turned to Madeleine. “Coffee is delicious by the way,” then she looked Madeleine up and down, “and so by the way are you.” She turned slightly and pointed to Martin Wallace’s cock as he drank his own coffee, then she turned back to Madeleine as she continued pointing. “Do you think you might like to clean Martin’s delicious cock--” she rubbed a finger along the slit of her cunt through the damp lace of her panties “--that did such a lovely job of fucking my cunt!”

Madeleine was on her knees in a second and giving Martin Wallace a blowjob a second later.

Caroline finished her coffee and got to her knees before taking Alex’s cock in her right hand as she slid her mouth over the head and put her tongue to work.

Madeleine looked at her prospective employer as she masturbated the three or four inches of Martin Wallace’s cock that she couldn’t get into her mouth. It had just occurred to her that they shouldn’t be having any hand, mouth or genital to genital contact in a place like ‘Pot Black’. For some reason the charter didn’t allow it, just like it wasn’t allowed at the Matheson’s coffee. Then she smiled as she remembered that Caroline locked the door.

She took her mouth off Martin’s cock and looked at Caroline who seemed to be really enjoying working at her man’s cock. “Does that mean that I won’t be able to put my sexual expertise to good use, that I’ll be almost undressed and not be able to fuck?” She went back to sucking Martin’s cock as she looked at Caroline and waited for an answer.

Caroline took her mouth off Alex Armstrong’s cock and smiled. “Yes you’re right, and according to the law we shouldn’t be doing this out here. But considering I’ve locked the door and put up the ‘Closed For Business’ I don’t think we’ll have too much of a problem. And you seem to forget Madeleine, we are going to have something that most places won’t have.” And then she put a finger to her lips. “Oh, of course, you weren’t at my place on Tuesday night when Vikki and Justin mentioned the possibility of my changing things around here and employing you if I did, were you?”

Maddy took her mouth off Martin’s cock. “No, and all they really told me was that you had already been planning some renovations and that you had a job for me and that I would be wearing this ultra-sexy uniform.”

“Well, you see part of the renovations consists of a sound-proofed private room with three tables for the more serious players like Martin and Alex here.” She smiled as she stood and indicated Alex Armstrong and Martin Wallace’s hard again cocks. “Now when you’re serving in there you will expected to put your ‘sexual expertise’ to good use.” She indicated the combined nineteen inches of erect cock and grinned. “Now seeing as you’ve already shown that your more than capable of making good coffee I think it’s time for a demonstration of that … er … ‘sexual expertise don’t you?”

*****

 “And of course you did didn’t you, you slut!” asked Vikki as she took her mouth off my cock that she had pulled out of my pants and begun deep-throating shortly after Madeleine had started her story.

Madeleine looked across at us as she continued to frantically finger the puffy lips of her cunt. “What the fuck do you think I did. I’m a slut of the first order aren’t I?”

Mum stopped her gentle deep-throating of dad’s cock – she had to be gentle because she didn’t want to distract him from his driving – and picked up the 10-inch dildo before reaching back and handing it to Madeleine as she said, “I think you might need this before you reach the end of the story.”

“What gives you that idea?” asked Maddy laughing.

“Oh nothing,” put in dad as he glanced in the rear-view mirror, “maybe it’s the way your fingers were working so furiously on your pussy while you were telling us what happened.”

“So anyway--” asked Vikki as she prepared to go back to work on my erection “--what did happen next?”

I looked through the window of the van as we waited for Maddy to resume her story. Breakfast had long been finished, the rubbish having been deposited on the floor beneath my legs, and we were crossing Chapel Street Prahran and heading to Queens Way. Traffic was everywhere, and so were pedestrians. Fortunately the windows had the maximum tint allowed and the back and rear windows had dark curtains similar in colour to the ones on Kim carver’s Tarago.

Madeleine looked at all of us in turn as she began to slowly slide the dildo into her pussy, began to inch by inch push it all the way home. “Well Caroline had set the bar hadn’t she, so like the true slut I am, I took up the challenge. And anyway I did have the advantage that they’d both already gone off once didn’t I.”

*****

“Well in that case then,” said Madeleine grinning, “I won’t be needing this.” And she quickly whipped off her uniform before she moved next to Alex Armstrong and his thin cock. She took hold of it and began to masturbate it gently as she looked up into his eyes. “If I was to climb up you and slot my cunt on your cock do you think you’d be strong enough to hold me?”

He grinned in answer. “Are you kidding. I might be tall and thin, wiry if you like, but I’m strong with it.” He waited until Madeleine lifted her left leg and then shifted his right hand under her thigh fairly high up. When she pushed off with right foot he had his left hand ready and was quick to steady her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “You ready?” he asked grinning.

“As I’ll ever be,” responded a laughing Madeleine. She turned to Martin. “And what about you, you think you can get that fucking truncheon of your up my arse?”

“With a little help, yeah.” Martin Wallace turned to Caroline. “I don’t suppose you’d have some lube handy m’dear?”

Caroline simply smiled. “You have to ask. Woman these days have to move with the times”. She moved to her handbag and pulled out a tube of KY gel. “You mean something like this?”

Madeleine’s smile lit up the room as she lowered herself onto Alex Armstrong’s cock. “MMM! THERE’S NOTHING LIKE HAVING A NICE COCK ALL THE WAY UP YOUR CUNT.”

Maddy stopped wiggling for a few seconds before she turned to Martin again. “Hey I’ve just realised, if Alex is standing up straight while he’s fucking me then you won’t be able to reach to fuck my arse will you.”

Martin at first realised that the girl was right and began to worry that he might not get a rare turn at fucking a girl up the arse with a cock as thick as his. He should have known better. Caroline of course produced an immediate solution with a high stall from in front of the counter that she parked behind Alex. It allowed him to drop his backside the two or three inches necessary so that Martin could comfortably slide his cock up Madeleine’s arse.

Not that that happened straight away of course. Madeleine was soaking wet and as horny as a girl could get but she wasn’t a masochist, so she was delighted when she felt first one then two well lubricated fingers slide past her sphincter.

She faced forward again and looked at Alex as he stroked his cock slowly in and out of her pussy and saw Martin rub some gel all over the length of his cock before he placed the mouth of the tube at her entrance and squeezed. She felt the cold gel and then felt Martin’s finger again as he pushed it a little way inside her. Then finally it was time.

Martin stepped slightly to the side and looked at her. “Are you ready?” He was clearly concerned that it might be too painful for her. “I mean are you sure? I’ve only ever had one woman either willing or able to take me back there.” He looked at Caroline who was sitting on the counter playing with herself. She had discarded her panties and the pad, which had apparently done its job. “I mean even Caroline here wasn’t able to take me back there. And boy did she try.”

“Just wasn’t meant to be,” responded Caroline laughing. “You know how it is, horses for courses and all that.” She laughed again. “Or should that be mares?”

“Only one way to find out,” said Madeleine as she used her pussy muscles to squeeze Alex Armstrong’s cock. “I mean I’m not exactly a virgin back there. Oh I’ll admit that none of them were as big as you but I do plan on getting this Justin that Caroline was telling you about to fuck my arse sometime and…”

*****

“Oh you are, are you Madeleine,” interrupted a grinning Vikki as she took her mouth off my cock. “Well I’ve got news for you, Caroline’s was the first cunt he fucked, his mum’s mouth--” she waved at my mother who had taken her mouth off my father’s cock at her interruption of Madeleine “--was the first to give him a blowjob. So, that being the case I plan on my arse being the first to be fucked by his 11-inch monster, got it!” She smiled at the end to indicate that she wasn’t upset.

Madeleine smiled back to indicate that she was taking it in the spirit that it was meant. “Who gives a fuck as long as Justin’s dick finds its way up my arse eventually!” Then she continued with her story.

*****

“…and I reckon if I can takes yours I’m pretty much certain to be able to take Justin’s.” She reached back and grabbed Martin Wallace’s slippery cock. “So come on big boy let’s at least get the head housed and take it from there.”

She waited, but not for long. Pretty soon she felt the tip of Martin’s cock as it began the exploration of her arse. At first nothing happened, but naturally where there’s a will there’s a way and it wasn’t long before the head of Martin Wallace’s cock found its way past Madeleine’s tight anal entrance.

“OH, OOHH, OOHHH! OH FUCK!” screamed Madeleine as the champion snooker player stopped with just the head of his fleshy cue up her arse. “It would’ve been big enough without a cock up my cunt as well.”

Martin looked at the dark haired girl with the smallish but well shaped tits and asked the only question he thought he could ask. “Do you want me to take it out?”

Madeleine’s head jerked around so fast she almost got whiplash. “Don’t you fucking dare.” She pressed her tits into Alex Armstrong’s chest as she continued to look at him, as she continued to squeeze the Alex Armstrong cock while he fucked her with slow, gentle strokes. “Just give me couple of minutes to get used to you then you can try sliding a couple of inches of the shaft up me.”

And Martin did just that. He waited the requisite couple of minutes and then eased a good three inches of his cock up her arse before stopping and holding steady.

It took a full ten minutes, a long time when somebody was cramming your anus with 10-inches of thick cock, but Madeleine eventually managed to take it all without too much pain. But then she made him wait another full minute before she allowed him to fuck her. Even then it was only one full stroke out and back every twenty seconds.

After five in/out strokes Martin started to fuck Madeleine steadily while Alex, who was close to coming, was content to just hold himself in her pussy.

“Oh God,” Maddy said eventually as finally they began to fuck her building up a nice gentle alternate rhythm where one was entering while the other was withdrawing, “this is so good.” She licked her lips and turned to Caroline who was thrusting three and sometimes four fingers into her pussy. “All that’s missing now is a nice juicy cock to fuck my slut mouth.”

“Greedy bitch,” said Caroline laughing. “If there was a third one it would be fucking my cunt not your mouth!”

*****

“Yeah, and quite right too,” said my mother as she licked my father’s fresh deposit of cum off her top lip.

“Not that you didn’t get a chance at a triple-play later on,” said Vikki as she licked my cock clean. I had come a minute or two before my father but, unlike my father I was still hard.

I watched Madeleine then. She had stopped fucking herself with the dildo and was licking her top lip lecherously as she gazed reverently at my hard-on. She then nudged Vikki in the ribs. “Don’t suppose you’d care to swap seats?”

Vikki laughed as she gently masturbated my cock. “Yes. But only on condition that when he comes in your mouth you share it with me and then tell us what happened at Caroline’s before I got there late last night.”

“Well that’s easy done,” said Madeleine smiling. “I was going to tell you that story anyway. And as far as Justin is concerned there’ll be plenty more cum from our not so little sperm repository.” She then turned to dad. “Oh, and do you remember promising to play that CD of mine?”

Dad looked a little sheepish. “Did I? I guess I forgot.”

Madeleine laughed as she resumed fucking herself with the dildo. “Yeah maybe.”

It was at that point that dad pointed outside the van. “Better wait until we get past the city and onto the Western Ring Road. I think even in this day and age the public might not be ready for such sexual activity.” He looked down at his own cock which was showing signs of a quick recovery. “And I don’t think they’d take kindly to seeing the driver getting a blowjob in such heavy traffic!”

CHAPTER 67: MADELEINE’S STORY CONTINUED – IT’S A SMALL WORLD

By the time we turned onto the West Gate Freeway, crossed over Southbank and headed towards Port Melbourne Dad and I were decent again, Vikki and Mum having accomplished the not so easy task of stuffing our erect cocks back into our respective pants.

However by the time we crossed over the West Gate Bridge and continued along the freeway through a whole bunch of western suburbs Madeleine began to get a might impatient. Not only did she want to take her turn at my cock she was also getting a might fed up with listening to the undoubted – Maddy remained unconvinced – brilliance of Ottmar Liebert, the second CD of the 2CD set ‘Dreaming’ being, at my estimate, about two thirds of the way through its sixty plus minutes.

Finally, as we at last turned onto the Western Ring Road, I turned to dad and asked, “Dad, I know this might be a silly question but why did we go all this way out when we could’ve gone through the city and taken Sydney Road?”

“It’s simple really,” answered dad as he encouraged mum to once again take his cock out of his pants, a signal, if Maddy needed one that she could take her turn at my erection, “Sydney Road means trams and bumper to bumper traffic. I’d sooner take the more roundabout route and get to the junction of the Hume Highway and the Western Ring Road at about the same time but with far less hassle. And besides,” he grinned as he watched my mum swallow his cock almost to the root, “we wouldn’t be able to do this travelling down Sydney Road.”

“Good point,” I said as I watched Vikki and Madeleine dexterously change seats.

Seconds after they changed seats my cock was once again exposed to the fresh air and not so many seconds after that about five inches of me was within the warm confines of Madeleine’s mouth while she gently masturbated the remainder.

I happened to glance across at that point and saw Vikki looking at me. Her expression said it all, and then she blew me a kiss. I leaned to my left careful not to disturb Madeleine and Vikki leaned to her right. When eventually our lips met the kiss, gentle and loving, lasted a full minute before we broke for air.

After we settled back into our seats I watched as Vikki slid her right hand under Madeleine’s top and wiggled around a little bit, presumably to get to the warm flesh beneath the bra.

Madeleine lifted her mouth off my cock as she felt Vikki’s hand on her tit. “Ooh nice!” she sighed as she looked up at me. “Hey you know what?”

I looked at her as she continued to stroke my cock. “No what?”

Her smile was salacious, downright filthy. “I haven’t had the pleasure of blowing this since Monday night.” She looked back at Vikki as she pressed her tit down into her hand. “How many times have you had the pleasure?”

Vikki looked at her as she appeared to try and think, and then appeared to give up. “Buggered if I know, but I reckon I should be into double figures by now.” She then nodded her head in my direction. “Maybe you should ask Justin, his friends say he has an uncanny ability with figures.” She saw the smile spread across Maddy’s face and laughed. “No, no, no. I don’t mean those sort of figures you slut.” The laugh changed to a smile. “Though heaven knows he’s good with those as well.”

Maddy licked the head of my cock with her tongue as she continued to slowly and rhythmically slide her hand up and down the length of my cock which was now well lubricated with her saliva. Then she looked up. “So stud do you keep count? Could you quote those sort of statistics, you know, how many times you’ve sucked and fucked, how many times us horny sluts have blown you, how many sixty-nines, that sort of thing?”

I placed my hand on the back of Madeleine’s hand and with a gentle pressure indicated that I wanted her to suck my cock again. “I guess I never thought about it,” I said looking between the two of them as I felt Madeleine’s lips wrap themselves around the head of my cock. “On Sunday afternoon when I fucked for the first time, when Caroline took my virginity it was one of the most notable events in what up until then had been a most forgettable life. But I guess since then…”

“POPPYCOCK!!!”

I hadn’t even been looking to the front. When I did I saw mum sitting up and looking my way with a fierce expression on her face. “Throughout your life, your behaviour has been exemplary, your schoolwork never contains anything less than an ‘A’ on every subject and your teachers have nothing but praise for you. And then there’s the way you carried yourself with all of those problems concerning your personal…”

“Now that’s enough Mary,” said my father as he tapped her on the shoulder and indicated his erection. “We get the picture and we all agree. But I’m afraid my need is rather immediate and rather desperate.” He pointed to where Maddy was happily sucking on my cock, bringing me ever closer to another climax.

I looked at mum. “Dad’s right you know mum, and so are you. But this is now and that was then.” I tapped Madeleine on the shoulder and she pulled her mouth off my cock and looked at me. “And as for your question, yes, yes I really think I could count up all of my sexual dalliances, of all descriptions. If I wanted to.”

“Dalliances?” said Vikki.

“Flirtations, seductions,” said my father thrusting up into mum’s mouth as we crossed over the Western Highway (Ballarat Road) and as he kept his eyes studiously on the road and the traffic. “Though sometimes I wonder--” and I thought I detected a little humour in his voice “--who’s doing the flirting and who’s doing the seducing.” It seemed to be more of a statement than a question.

“Thanks Daddy Louis,” said Vikki before she turned to Maddy and me. “Come on you two what’s the hold up? There’s a story waiting to be told, and besides,” she removed her hand from Maddy’s tit and slid it over her panties that were quite visible beneath her short skirt that had risen up over her bottom with her leaning over, “we have some cum to share! Oh and one more thing Justin.”

“What’s that Vikki love?”

“The guys at the fire station and Jodi all send you there best wishes, and they said to tell you to make sure you call in as soon as you can.”

“Does that mean that you were…?”

Madeleine pulled her mouth off my cock and grinned as she looked up at me. “We both were,” she laughed, “and so was Mick Germann’s girlfriend Christina Silverra! I seem to remember them saying that the doc’ was going to be there tomorrow morning.”

“In that case--” I said looking at Vikki and Madeleine in turn “--so will I.”

“Isn’t that a little too soon honey?” asked my mother her maternal instinct making her pull off dad’s cock.

“Oh I don’t think so mum. I think if anything exercising my ankle can only benefit me. And I promise that I won’t do any running,” I added quickly knowing what was coming next. “But I can put my crutch or a walking stick to good use.”

“Okay love I’ll accept that,” said mum.

And that was when Vikki tapped Madeleine on the shoulder and pointed to my very erect cock while dad tapped mum and pointed to his own.

Neither Madeleine or mum needed no further encouragement. As a matter of fact they both hoovered mine and dad’s cocks until we came almost simultaneously.

As soon as Maddy had taken all of my cum in her mouth, second time around it wasn’t as much and she was able to hold it without swallowing, Vikki pulled her towards her and they locked lips in a kiss that looked as passionate and as mind-blowing as any she had given me.

I watched them, enjoyed watching them as they swapped my cum with each other until finally there was no more.

“Mmmm!” sighed Vikki happily as she licked her top lip in case there was any cum there she might have missed. She turned to Maddy. “Okay girl--” she pointed at my cock which was going soft, not because it was worn out but because I was willing it to do so “--tuck our toy away and continue with your story.”

I looked outside then and noticed that we were coming up to and about to pass under the Calder Freeway. It was about then that I realised that Ottmar Liebert was finished and that another CD, probably Madeleine’s was beginning to play. I had no idea what the music was and said as much. I thought Madeleine would tell me but Vikki got in before her.

“The group is Linkin Park, it’s good stuff.”

“And…”

Vikki smiled. “…and the album is ‘Hybrid Theory’, the song is ‘Papercut’. So what do you think?”

I gave it some thought. “Well I have to say that I don’t have anything like this…” I caught Madeleine’s expression. “Or should I say, we didn’t have anything like this in the house.”

“Yeah I did notice. But you still haven’t said what you think.”

I smiled. “And I won’t, not until I’ve heard the whole album a couple of times.” I turned to Madeleine. “Do you have any more of their albums?”

“Yeah one ‘Meteora’. It aint as good as this one, at least in my opinion, but it’s not bad. Why, would’ya like to listen to it sometime?”

Yes I think I might, after all some music needs to be listened to more than once to be appreciated. Now come on Madeleine, don’t you have story to tell?”

“I certainly do, and it’s a beauty.” She picked up the dildo, still shiny with her juices, which she had put down before. “Does anybody mind if I use this?”

Dad laughed. “If it helps go for it.”

Seconds later Madeleine was smiling, having this time removed her panties instead of hooking the crotch to one side, as she slowly and easily probed her cunt with the 10-inch dildo. She looked to everyone in turn before directing a question to anyone who could answer. “So where was I?”

“I think you were the very sexy filling of a cock sandwich,” said my mother grinning as she sat back looking like the cat that swallowed the canary, except that in her case it was semen.

“Oh yes so I was. I guess they fucked me for a good ten minutes before they both came. Then we all got cleaned and it was time to go.” Madeleine looked anxiously at Vikki at that point.

My Vikki of course realised immediately that Madeleine was worried about something. “Come on Maddy,” she said with a smile, “what’s eating you?”

“Well it’s like… Well … you know that … er … you know when Caroline mentioned the possibility of a second girl working there?”

“Of course I do,” she reached across and patted Madeleine on the knee. “She’s going to ask Naomi isn’t she?”

“Well she … er … did … actually, later on at Caroline’s,” responded Madeleine hesitantly. “So, how do you feel about that?”

“I think it’s fantastic. Christ if anybody deserves a change in fortune it’s you two. No, I think it’s a fantastic idea.”

“But what about you?”

By this stage I could see mum listening intently. And even though his concentration was on the road and the traffic I knew that dad was also listening as we crossed over the Tullamarine Freeway.

“Oh I’ve got my job at Aldi’s for now.” She looked at me then before glancing briefly at my parents and back to Madeleine before she looked down to her feet slightly apprehensively. “But there’s something else, something I can’t mention.” She looked at me then. “It’s the possibility of another job,” she took my hand in hers. “It’s only short term but if it goes ahead it’ll be too lucrative to turn down.”

“When will you … er … when will you know?”

“In a few days.” She leaned across and kissed me. “Whatever happens I want you to remember one thing.” I tried to keep my expression as neutral as I could. “If it happens it’ll only be for a few short months and we’ve got the rest of our lives haven’t we.” It wasn’t a question, the way Vikki said it, it was a statement of fact.

One thing and one thing only came to my mind, but I didn’t plan to put my thoughts into words and one look at my mother told me instantly that she was thinking the same thing. And if we were both right then I simply couldn’t deny Vikki the break of a lifetime, not with the opportunities that would be afforded me over the thirty week duration of the league.

I managed a grin as I looked at her. “Vikki, a week ago I might have been devastated at the thought of what I think you’re hinting at, but not now. Thanks to you, and mine and your families and some special friends--” I purposely looked at Madeleine who smiled gratefully “--in and out of school I have an army of supporters to look after me. And besides--” I grinned again “--modern technology allows us all sorts of ways to stay in contact. Plus if it comes down to it it’ll give me a chance to practice my phone sex talents on you won’t it?”

She simply looked at me her eyes filled with delight and amazement. “You mean…”

I took her hand in mine and turned to look directly in her eyes. “Now what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I denied you what, if I’m right, will be the chance of a lifetime?”

She undid her seatbelt momentarily and leaned across hugging and kissing me in between saying - “I love you, I love you” - over and over again.

When she finished she moved back and belted up again making absolutely no attempt to wipe away the tears of happiness in her eyes.

And that’s when Maddy said, “So, do you wanna hear my fucking story or what?”

Mum looked at her and smiled, then she looked down at the dildo which was in her hand but not in her cunt. “Shouldn’t you be doing something with that?” she asked indicating the fake cock.

“Oh yeah,” said Maddy laughing, “I should shouldn’t I.” And within seconds she was fucking herself with the dildo.

Madeleine looked around to each of us in turn. “ I guess the next part of the story really starts when we arrive at Caroline’s house in Hawke Street.”

*****

Caroline led Madeleine inside and immediately headed to the kitchen where a chicken hotpot had been slow cooking all day. She saw her sister sitting on her boyfriend Terry Cox’s lap with his brother Peter sitting next to them. She saw him massaging her 42DD tits through the blouse and bra she was wearing. She introduced Madeleine to the three of them and then asked where Naomi was.

“Oh she’s outside Linny, something tells me she’s gotten the attention of the old guy next door.”

“Now let me guess,” said Caroline laughing, “Naomi’s out there sunbathing naked.”

“Yeah, I was going to join her until Terry turned up and talked me into having sex.”

Caroline laughed, and finding it contagious so did Madeleine.

“Talked you into having sex?” Caroline laughed as she turned to Madeleine. “I’m guessing that that would have been the shortest conversation on record.”

“Three words I think it was Caroline.” Peter Cox smiled. “Terry said ‘do you?’ and Valerie said ‘yes’ as she led him upstairs to the guest room.

Caroline turned to her sister. “I hope you cleaned up afterwards.”

“Now what do you think we are sis’ Philistines?” giggled Valerie.

“Hardly. I think your like the rest of my family.” She pointed to the door leading to the Herschfeldt’s backyard and Madeleine followed her as she headed outside.

When they got there they both saw Naomi stretched out in a lounger facing towards a middle-aged man who was leaning over the fence struggling to look Naomi in the eyes as they talked about the upcoming footy season and the chances of any of the Melbourne teams being able to match it with any of the six interstate sides.

Caroline walked back inside while Madeleine moved closer to where her friend was sunbathing. “Hey Naomi, looking good by the way,” and she waved at the man who was still leaning over the fence.

“Why don’t you join me Maddy?” suggested Naomi as she spread her legs wider than before to give the man a really good look at her pussy.

*****

“So I did,” grinned Madeleine. “And of course I couldn’t let Naomi upstage me, now could I?”

I knew that wasn’t the end of the story. “So what happened after you got undressed?” I had an inkling but I wanted Maddy to tell me.

“Well,” said Maddy, “I could have used one of the other loungers.” Now Madeleine’s grin was a lecherous one. “But then if I had we wouldn’t have been able to do what we did.”

“And what exactly did you and Naomi do?” asked Vikki taking the dildo from Madeleine and fucking her with it.

“Sixty-nined right there on Caroline’s back lawn in front of that man until his wife called him in for dinner. I think it was about that time that I heard a car pull into the driveway.

“So anyway Naomi and I looked at each other and Naomi said…”

*****

“Well I reckon we’ve got two choices.” Naomi looked towards the driveway. “If Caroline is right that should be her husband Bill. Now we can get dressed, walk inside and act as if we weren’t doing anything, or we can do exactly what would be expected of sluts like us. In other words we can brazen this out and walk in the house naked. Your choice.”

“Oh that’s easy,” responded Madeleine laughing. She picked her clothes up from where she had dropped them after getting undressed, placed them next to Naomi’s on another lounger and waited until Naomi got up. “Let’s go,” said the dark haired girl with the slim figure and smallish breasts and they both moved to the door leading from the backyard into the kitchen.

As soon as they walked into the kitchen a male voice with a faintly English accent said, “Tell me dear do you always have naked…” and then he stopped dead as he stopped looking at the full figure of the redheaded Naomi and turned to Madeleine. “That is … er … why … er … are…?” He was  left speechless and was going redder and redder in the face as he stared, not, strangely, at Madeleine’s naked body but at her smiling face.

His wife of course had no idea what was wrong and naturally neither did her sister and boyfriend, his brother or Naomi for that matter. So Caroline simply asked, “Honey what’s wrong? Come on Bill you’ve seen plenty of naked women before. I mean you’ve seen all of my sisters naked plenty of times, so what’s the big deal?” And she proceeded to introduce Madeleine and Naomi.

Naomi not knowing any better simply walked up and gave Bill Herschfeldt a gentle hug and a kiss on the cheek. However when Madeleine went to do the same he took her hand and shook it as he said hello.

Madeleine took that moment to gaze in Caroline’s direction and saw that she was troubled by her husband’s reaction to her. Wise beyond her years thanks to her brief life as a photographic model and her time on the streets of Sydney and Melbourne Madeleine knew that unless this was brought into the open it would fester and their relationship would suffer. And, having seen Caroline in action at ‘Pot Black’ she knew that Caroline’s reaction wouldn’t be the negative one that her husband was expecting.

With her mind made up Madeleine moved forward, wrapped both her arms around his neck and pressed her naked body to his as she looked into his eyes and said, “Hi Bill, small world isn’t it?” She then gave him a kiss and added, “Long time no see!”

*****

“You are kidding right?” asked Vikki as she continued to fuck Madeleine’s cunt with a gentle rhythm so as not to upset her storytelling.

“Hardly. You remember me telling you about that modelling studio where I used to pose naked and have sex with some of the girls?” She looked to each of us in turn.

Vikki nodded and so did I. “How could we forget.”

“Well Caroline’s husband was one of our best customers! Except he called himself Bill Brown.”

“FUCK!!!”

“No--” grinned Madeleine “--we never did that, though I think he was one of the guys who used to pull out his dick when us girls were putting on a show.”

I turned to Maddy. “You didn’t tell Caroline that.”

“Are you kidding. After I said ‘long time no see’ Caroline moved up to Bill and said…”

*****

“So, come on William,” said Caroline as she moved closer and moved her hand onto his cock that was creating quite a bulge in his pants, “I think you have some explaining to do don’t you?”

“But, but…” Her husband was stumbling and stuttering now. “Caroline I thought we had an … I thought we had an agreement.”

“Yes we did,” said Caroline as sternly as was possible under the circumstances and managing, with some difficulty, to keep a straight face.

Bill, too worried about the potentially precarious state of his relationship to wonder why the two girls were naked in his house in the first place, didn’t see the slight glint in his wife’s eye, didn’t realise that this was the opportunity she had been waiting for ever since they got married.

Madeleine though didn’t miss it. She winked surreptitiously in the direction of Caroline who managed to wink back without her husband seeing her.

“What did you ever do with those photos you used to take of us girls Bill?” asked Madeleine as she held onto Bill’s hand.”

“I … er … I don’t… That is I forget.” He took a long look at Madeleine and Naomi’s naked bodies. “Er … shouldn’t you two get dressed, I mean…”

“Oh I hardly think so Bill,” said Caroline smiling now to let him know that he wasn’t in trouble. “And in case you’re wondering, no you’re not in any trouble unless--” and she continued to massage the bulge in his pants as she spoke “--you refuse to let me paint this,” she finished as she attempted to cover his bulging groin with her hand. Then she indicated both Madeleine and Naomi. “Either with or without these two naked girls or another girl you haven’t met yet.”

“You mean that would like me to…?”

“Pose naked with them, what do you think I mean? Hell fuck them too if it’ll get you more in the mood.”

“But … but…” he turned to look at the girls again before he indicated them as he turned back to his wife. “Don’t they…? What about if they…? That is they…”

Caroline was exasperatingly calm as she continued to massage his cock through his suit pants. “Why don’t you ask them?” She smiled lecherously. “I mean you’ve already met Madeleine, and that was when she was…” Knowing her husband wouldn’t know the answer she turned to Madeleine who was giggling maddeningly as she continued to press her naked body against one side of the man while Naomi did the same with her own naked body to his other side.

“15!!!”

“There you are then Bill my sweet. Now if you liked this one I’m told that there is a delicious looking 13-year-old coming home from school tomorrow who’s liking for sex apparently runs in her family.”

“Oh yeah, I think she means Justin’s sister Maria,” put in Valerie who had decided that the time was right to strip naked and was indeed in that state as she sat on her boyfriend’s lap with her feet on his brothers. “And how much have you told Billy-boy about our Justin,” asked Valerie as she grabbed her boyfriend’s hands and placed them on her bountiful breasts.

“Come to that--” said Madeleine “--do you intend to tell hubby about what happened this afternoon?”

“No,” responded Caroline smiling, “you can do that. As a matter-of-fact you can take my hubby and Naomi and Terry and Peter here with you while my mischievous sister here helps me prepare the vegetables.

*****

“So what did he say,” I asked. I was naturally curious about his reaction having heard Caroline talk so much about me.

“What,” she grinned as she pushed her pussy hard again the dildo that Vikki was thrusting into her with long, hard strokes, “about yesterday afternoon or about you?”

I smiled sheepishly. “Both I suppose.”

“Well if you’ll let me get back to the story I’ll tell you.”

“I think you’d better wait Maddy, nature calls. Er … Daddy Louis…?” said Vikki to my father. “Could you stop at a petrol station, I need to pee.”

Dad nodded his head and then gave the thumbs up just in case she didn’t see.

Less than ten minutes later we pulled into the petrol station and as we all climbed out of the van, and as my father moved to fill it up Vikki took my hand and moved a little away from mum and Madeleine as we headed into the shop. As we walked in I happen to see mum looking at me, she was nodding her head in approval as she and Madeleine walked inside ahead of us and headed to the ladies toilets at the back.

Vikki took my hand and pulled me over to the racks of magazines and papers where there was no one around. She looked at me seriously. “You know don’t you?”

“Of course I do, and so does mum, or at least like me she’s put two and two together and come up with four. But before you say anything I meant everything I said back there. And I know mum and the look on her face tells me she approves. She knows that with our network of family and friends we’ll all get through this and be all the stronger for it.”

“Oh God Justin I love you, I really love you,” and after a quick kiss and a hug she was off to the toilet at a run leaving me standing there.

I was still standing there when my father walked up having filled the car and paid at the counter. “You know Justin--” he said patting me on the shoulder “--you’re getting to be a very special young man,” he smiled, “and that young lady knows it.”

I took dad’s arm as he was about to head to the gents. “She’s special too dad.”

“That she is son, that she is.”

Ten minutes later the toilet stop was completed and we were back in the van armed with two Diet Cokes (Vikki’s and Madeleine’s) and three takeaway coffees and Maddy was getting ready to tell us what her and Naomi did to Caroline’s husband.

“I think Bill was a might confused when me and Naomi walked him into the lounge and pushed him down onto the couch. Though I think he was a touch less confused when Valerie’s boyfriend and his brother Peter stripped off their clothes off and waved their hard-ons around threateningly. Then Bill asked…”

*****

“So come on young lady what is this all about? What are you going to tell me first, all about this afternoon or all about this Justin that my wife mentioned on Sunday might be modelling for her?” He was feeling a lot more relaxed now that he knew his wife wasn’t upset about him already knowing about Madeleine. “I mean I presume that this young man, Justin, had sex with her.” He smiled. “Come to that I presume that she probably had sex this afternoon?”

“So,” said Madeleine grinning as she got to her knees and reached for his shoes, “would you like to play catch up?” She began to undo the laces on his expensive black shoes as she continued to look at him. “Would you like to do to me what you wanted to do to me about four years ago?”

Bill was going to fight, indeed he started to move his foot. But when the naked Naomi leant her naked body across his and began to undo his belt he decided there wasn’t much point in fighting it. And really, he smiled to himself as piece by piece he was stripped naked, when all said and done this was with Caroline’s approval.

“Ooh yummy,” said Madeleine. “It might not be as long as … er … that is…”

“Oh no you don’t,” said Bill grabbing her and sitting her on his lap as he began to tickle her. “Not as long as who? The one Caroline was fucking this afternoon or this Justin she was telling me about?”

Madeleine tried to answer but couldn’t stop giggling thanks to the tickling Caroline’s husband was giving her.

“HEY!!! Don’t make a mess,” shouted Caroline over the top of Madeleine’s infectious giggling, “you’ll find sheets in the ironing basket.” She turned to Madeleine who had now stopped giggling seeing as Bill had stopped tickling her. “Have you told him about Justin and this afternoon yet?”

“I was going to tell him until he started tickling me.”

“Well don’t let him stick that big thing of his up you until you tell him and until he agrees to pose for me. And--” she said for her husbands benefit “--it’s got to be two picture’s, one for our lounge and one for the bedroom.”

Bill looked up at his wife as his hands edged slowly from Madeleine’s sides to her breasts, he knew when he was beaten. “Okay, okay. One for the lounge without an erection and one for the bedroom with…”

“…An erection, and I’ve decided the second one should be with a girl called Vikki.”

*****

“What?” said Vikki obviously surprised that Bill had so readily agreed to pose. “And Bill and me are going to be fucking when Caroline paints us?”

However I wasn’t surprised, Madeleine and Naomi all over him with their naked bodies was too much of a temptation to resist and if agreeing to pose for a picture or two even one with a hard-on was the price he had to pay then pay he obviously intended to do.

“Oh come on Vikki,” I said laughing, “it’s not like you to underestimate the power of Maddy and Naomi’s naked flesh, to underestimate the thrill of having his cock in one or more of their orifices.”

“God!” said Vikki laughing. “I wish you’d just say cunt and arse!”

“Yeah those too!” I said to Vikki. To Madeleine I said, “I think you were at the point where Caroline said ‘a girl called Vikki’.”

Yes that’s right, I was.”

*****

“Vikki…?” Bill looked at her curiously “Who’s Vikki?”

“Vikki is Justin’s girlfriend and she’ll fuck you all night and love every second of it.”

Bill looked at his wife. “Vikki and Justin, that means that…”

“Madeleine and Naomi with a little help from Terry and Peter will tell you everything you need to know.” And don’t forget, you two,” said Caroline, “no letting him stick his cock up either of you until you’ve told him everything.”

“So who or what should we start with?” asked Madeleine.

Well,” said Naomi, “we’ll start with Justin then you can tell us what happened at ‘Pot Black’ this afternoon.”

“Okay,” said Madeleine, “sounds like a plan.” She turned to Bill as he massaged her tits while pinching her nipples between thumb and index finger. “Okay Bill,” said Caroline as she pushed her B-cup breasts into his big hands and wiggled on his hard on, “after you left to fly to … to…?” she looked at him questioningly.

“Sydney. I flew to Sydney.” He smiled. “But I thought you would have known that, I mean that was where that studio was, where you…”

“Used to pose for those dirty pictures so that you randy bastards could take photos and shake hands with your best friend.” She was facing away from him with her legs astride his lap and she turned her head to look at him. “Lift me up Bill.” When he did, picking her up by her hips as if she was a baby she grabbed his cock, pointed it at her pouting pussy lips and laughed. “Okay Billy-boy drop me!”

Madeleine might have said do it but she didn’t really expect him to, and when he took her literally and let go she screamed, “OH FUCK, OH GOOD  GOD, OH FUCK ME! OOHHH FUUCCCKKKK!!!”

At that Caroline, still dressed, and Valerie, still naked came rushing in. “What happened?” asked Caroline looking from where Madeleine was fully seated on her husband’s thick cock to Naomi who was beginning to make sexual overtures of her own towards both Terry and Peter Cox’s cocks.

Madeleine had tears in her eyes but she was grinning at the same time. “I told your husband to lift me up, and when he did I pointed his cock at my cunt, then I told him to drop me.” She looked at Caroline as she began to squeeze his cock with her pussy muscles. “AND THE FUCKER DID!!!”

Caroline started laughing hysterically, and so did Valerie. “Oh that’s my Bill for you, he’s nothing if not well trained,” Caroline managed to say through a whole series of belly-laughs. Then after getting her laughter under control she turned to Naomi. “I think you’d better tell my hubby all about Justin don’t you.” And she turned to leave. “Oh by the way--” she added from the doorway “--dinner will be in fifteen minutes.” And they were gone.

Naomi turned to Bill and Madeleine as she pushed Terry Cox into a chair and sat on his lap before sitting on his cock. “Now come on Bill just how big is that thing you’ve got stuck up Madeleine’s cunt?”

“Huh!” Came the somewhat confused response.

“Bill,” said Naomi patiently, “I’ve been living here for three days, three wonderful days. Now if I’ve learnt one thing in that time, while either watching her paint or posing for her with or without a cock stuck up my cunt, and whether or not I’ve been sucking on one at the same time, and that’s that she is a very meticulous person. She likes things to be just so, likes to know details, which is why she knows the length and thickness of both of these guy’s cocks and why she found out the length and thickness of Justin’s cock. So…”

“8½-inches, and it’s 2-inches thick!”

Naomi giggled as she began to lift and lower herself on Terry Cox’s cock. “That means Justin’s got 2½-inches on you in length but you’re twenty five percent thicker! I think that’s what brought out the scream.”

*****

“But you enjoyed it afterwards, right Madeleine?”

“Oh you know me Justin, like all us girls I’m a regular slut when it comes to big thick cocks.”

I had noticed that during the last part of the story Madeleine had begun to slow down her telling of it and had begun to take more notice of her surroundings. At this stage we were passing through Craigieburn with the Reserve Bank (the note printing section) on our left. I was going to ask if anything was wrong but Vikki beat me to it.

“Something wrong Madeleine?”

“What?” She turned and smiled. “No I’m fine. Now where was I?”

Mum laughed as she turned her head. “8½-inches long, 2-inches thick and stuck up your cunt. I think you were about to tell us how much you were enjoying it. Plus, I think we’d all like to know how he reacted.”

Madeleine looked all around the van. “Well, the first thing Bill did was ask…”

And she went on to tell us how she told Bill all about me, all about what happened on Sunday afternoon, Monday afternoon and Tuesday night, all about my physical abilities, and finally all about his reaction to me. Which, apparently, was favourable.

All of this was done with more and more interruptions as she kept looking nervously out the window but none of us said any more about what we were thinking so she carried on.

“I had to tell the story about ‘Pot Black’ and the snooker players over dinner.” Madeleine smiled. “ I think Bill was more turned on than upset by finding out that his wife had been fucked front and back by Martin Wallace and Alex Armstrong.” She smiled at me. “Oh, and just in case you’re wondering he’s no relation to that girl Penny from your school.” Then she looked at each of us in turn. “And then some of Caroline and Valerie’s family turned up.”

“What some of her other brothers and sisters?”

“Yeah Justin, Tara and Michael.” She thought for a moment. “Now let me see if I get this right. Tara is the third oldest after Caroline and the oldest brother Geoffrey. You’d like her Justin.” Maddy looked at Vikki. “Mind you from what I’ve heard so would you. I mean she was packing nearly as much on top as Valerie and she was quick to show it off too.” She laughed. “I mean she was hardly inside a couple of minutes before she was naked and welcoming Bill home in the only way us women seem to know these days.”

“You mean fucking him?” Madeleine nodded. “And what about Michael,” asked Vikki, “was he packing?”

“Not really,” responded Madeleine with a sexy grin, “but once he was up you … er … I mean once he…”

“We know exactly what you meant,” said my mum, “but the question was how big was this Michael’s cock?”

“Big enough for…” She stopped and looked out the window again.

By this stage we had made really good time, had long ago passed the turn offs for Wallen and Broadford and were about to by-pass Seymour as we approached the turn off to the Goulburn Valley Freeway and our destination of Maria’s school at Nagambie.

Finally, as we turned off the Hume Freeway and onto the Goulburn Valley Freeway, Madeleine managed a smile and said, “Michael’s cock was 7-inches long and about as thick as yours Justin,” she grinned, “but it certainly did the job. They all did.”

“So you fucked them all?” asked Vikki.

“Until Robin and Sarah and finally Peter and Angela Johnson turned up and there was an emotional reunion with Naomi before the fun really started!” She smiled. “And then you turned up.”

So what happened then?” I asked Vikki.

“Oh the usual,” she grinned. “I was the eighth pussy and with only six cocks I had the pleasurable chore of getting acquainted with Tara’s pussy.” She placed her right arm across Madeleine’s shoulder and left hand on her left thigh. “I think it was about then that Madeleine might have mentioned how we were going to Maria’s school today and that there wouldn’t be room for her.” She looked at Madeleine. “Tell them what happened next Maddy.”

She smiled, even as she kept looking nervously out of the window. “Angela Johnson said Daddy Louis could borrow her van if we promised her a shot at--” she turned to me “--your cock.”

 “So the price for you coming along is me fucking Angela Johnson?”

She nodded. “She wants all of us to come around for a barbecue sometime next week so that we can have our own mini-orgy.”

“Small price to pay,” I said. “Oh, and talking about fucking, that reminds me Maddy,” I said, “do you remember Colin Bucknell?”

“Of course I do,” said Madeleine as she started to look out the window more and more. “He was one of those two guys who stood by you all through those hassles you had with ‘The Bitch’.”

Well I kind of like said that I’d ask you if you’d like to partner him to tonight’s orgy at Robin and Sarah’s.”

“I’d be happy too Justin,” her smile was a tad unconvincing, “after all, you know what they say, ‘any friend’ and all that.”

“Thanks Maddy, they’re about to go on their lunch break in about ten minutes, I’ve got Penny Wallace’s mobile number so I’ll let them know. Now as far as I know they know the address too. But if they don’t,” I turned to Vikki, “you’ll be able to tell them won’t you?” When she nodded I turned back to Maddy. “Now then,” I said to her as she continued to look nervously out the window as we got closer and closer to Maria’s school, “what is the problem?”

It was opportune that at exactly that moment we pulled up outside the closed gates of the school.

“That!!!” and she pointed to the big sign across both electronic gates that said:

‘CONSTANCE ANDERSON PRIVATE SCHOOL FOR GIRLS’

“It really is a small world!” was all Madeleine could say as she continued to point to the sign.

CHAPTER 68: MADELEINE’S SMALL WORLD GETS SMALLER

I looked up, we all did as my father jumped out of the car and headed to a sign to the right of the gate that said:

‘PLEASE RING THE BELL AND INTRODUCE YOURSELF’

A matter of twenty seconds later he was back in the car and the double-gates began to glide smoothly open, and as soon as they were sufficiently far apart dad moved through and began the drive along the circular driveway that led to the main building and its grand entrance.

On the short trip we tried to get Madeleine to tell us what the problem was but she steadfastly refused to say. We should have known, her story on Monday night was a clue and, if we needed it, the mention of her knowing Caroline’s husband and how she came to be ‘modelling’ in that photographic studio should have been a reminder. It wasn’t though.

Dad parked the car in the large parking area to the left of the building and in front of the sports auditorium that housed an indoor Olympic size swimming pool, a basketball court and a netball court. He parked in between a couple of BMWs, one a late model seven series and the other a considerably less expensive 530i, a plain Merc’ similar to the ones owned by mine an Vikki’s dad and a couple of Range Rovers.

Before we did anything Vikki reached past the middle row of seats where we were sitting and into the back, exposing all of her naked bottom and her pussy in the process. When she turned back and straightened up she held in her hand a plain walking stick which she handed to me.

“Here,” she said, “Lois said she thought you might be ready for this.”

I took it, thanked her with a kiss and then we all got out of the van. We were about to head to the front entrance where a forty something woman was waiting patiently when Madeleine, who was still trying to compose herself tried to pull back.

“I’ll sit in the van if that’s okay with all of you.” Her smile was forced and only reinforced the fact that she was scared stiff. “I mean it’s not as if I’m…”

“…Family,” finished my father for her. “You most certainly are.” He took her hand and pulled her to him until he was able to give her a comforting hug. “And whatever it is that’s troubling you we’ll face it as a family.”

”Indeed we will,” added my mother moving to her other side and taking her other hand as she too hugged her.

Madeleine then looked at me and Vikki, her eyes pleading with us to help her convince my parents that we should let her stay in the van.

We had stopped by that stage and I said, “Maddy, my parents are never wrong, trust them, trust us, things will be fine.”

She gave up then and shrugged her shoulders as well as she could while being hugged by my parents before producing something that passed for a genuine smile. “I guess I don’t got no choice then do I?”

My parents started walking while continuing to hold Madeleine’s hand. She was now resigned to her fate and was keeping step with my parents as they walked steadily towards the woman who was waiting patiently at the large covered entrance and the huge double-doors that stood open ready to admit us.

For our part Vikki and I were only a step behind and we separated either side of my parents with Madeleine in the middle as we came to a stop in front of the woman.

She looked along our little group holding her gaze on Madeleine for a second longer than necessary and succeeding in making her even more nervous than before. But she said nothing as she held out her hand to my father who took it in his large hand and shook it firmly. “Mr. Robertson, it’s been far too long.”

My father simply smiled. “Oh come now Brenda you know better than that, having been so intimately acquainted, as we have, I rather think that Louis will be quite sufficient, don’t you.” He turned and indicated my mother. “You, of course, remember my wife Mary.”

The tall distinguished looking woman, she looked to be about five-eight or five-nine, with the dark hair that contained streaks of grey laughed gently. “How could I forget. Mary, Maria really is your daughter.”

“Oh Brenda I do hope that that’s a compliment.”

“Oh indeed it is Mary, indeed it is. Maria Anne’s schoolwork seems to thrive with her extra-curricular activities,” she laughed again, more heartily this time, “as indeed do the other girls.” Then suddenly she turned to me. “Oh my goodness you have changed young man.” Then suddenly she stepped a little closer. “And a hero too I understand.”

“Oh Mrs. Calloway it…” I didn’t however get a chance to finish.

“…Is the reason I’m able to be here today, maybe it’s even the reason I’m still alive, said Vikki without any hesitation.”

Brenda Calloway looked and smiled. “Oh I have no doubt about that, Justin here is a fine upstanding young man,” she looked from Vikki to my mother and then to Madeleine where her gaze once again lingered a little longer, “and I have a strong feeling that it has taken some special people to make him realise that.” She turned back to me. “I do hope you realise young man that thanks to your sister you have been the talk of the girls, and even some of the teaching staff, since yesterday afternoon.”

“I … oh…” I looked at my parents who simply shrugged their shoulders. Then I indicated Vikki who was standing on the other side of my father. “Er … er…” I hesitated not knowing how to address her.

“Mrs. Calloway,” she said smiling, “but if you’re feeling daring you can call me Brenda, I think the current climate of sexual freedom and the very liberal dress code might allow that don’t you?”

“Of course.” I tried a smile in return and again indicated Vikki. “Brenda, I would like you to meet my girlfriend Vikki Thompson.”

“Delighted indeed. No wonder he takes such good care of you.” She moved forward and took Vikki’s hand. “You are a pretty young thing Vikki.” Then she gave the most outrageous wink. “I really do hope you look after this darling young man.”

“Oh don’t worry Brenda--” said Vikki laughing “--he gets very well looked after.” At that she turned to Madeleine and started to make the introductions, however it wasn’t necessary.

I watched Brenda Calloway walk up to Madeleine, put her arms around her and hug her for what must have been a full minute before saying, “Madeleine, you don’t know how good it is to see you.”

The penny had finally dropped. Talk about being slow on the uptake none of us, especially Vikki and I, had realised that this school could be the one she had attended before her parents pulled her out. Now her reactions at the gate and as we approached the school itself made sense.

When Brenda Calloway let her go we saw that Madeleine had tears in her eyes. “But I don’t understand Mrs. Calloway, I thought that when my parents pulled me out of school that you would’ve been glad to have seen the last of me.” The tears began to flow. “I thought that, you know, even though I tried so hard with my school work that you would have been glad to be rid of me with the way I dressed and the way I behaved.”

“Are you kidding,” the principal took both of her hands in hers, “we spent the best part of six months searching for you after we found out your parents had disowned you. I don’t think you realised just how well liked you were at this school.” She gave the girl another hug. “Now I’m thinking there’s a really good story here, am I right?”

This produced the first genuine smile since we started approaching Seymour. “I’ll say there is. It’s been a really great week, a week I’ll never forget.” She looked at my parents, at Vikki, at Madeleine and finally at me. “Thanks to these really special people here, and,” she turned to Vikki, “Vikki’s beautiful parents.”

“Well I’m glad Madeleine, because I have this feeling that you deserve it.” She indicated the grand main entrance as she turned to each of us in turn before finally settling her gaze on my parents. “Now if you’ll just make your way inside my husband or maybe one of the other teachers will guide you to the auditorium where seats are waiting for you. As for myself I have to go backstage to check on the progress,” she smiled, “or otherwise of this little show your daughter is putting on before we serve luncheon in the main dining room.” She took one last look at me before she headed off. “You, Justin, are going to be a very pleasant surprise for your sister. I don’t think you have any idea how disappointed she was when she thought you weren’t going to be able to make it.” And then she was gone down the side of the main building.

Just before we walked into the main building I stepped to one side, pulled out my mobile and scrolled through my phone book until I found Penny Wallace’s number. She answered on the second ring. “Hello Penny it’s Justin.”

”I can see that goose.” I could almost imagine her grinning on the other end of the line. “By the way everyone knows how to get to Robin and Sarah’s place, all we need to know now is, has Colin here got a date? He’s sitting next to me in the canteen by the way.”

I looked across to where my parents and Vikki and Madeleine were waiting patiently, Madeleine with a smile on her face. I decided to call her over so she could give Colin the good news herself.

When she was standing next to me I said to Penny, “If you’ll just pass your phone to Colin he can here it from the girl herself,” and I handed my phone to Maddy.”

She made arrangements to meet Colin at our place and then handed the phone back to me in time for me to hear Penny say, “So, you made it all right?”

“Yes, and I’m feeling better all the time. I’m currently just using a walking stick but I don’t feel as if I even need one, I guess the only real problem is this cast,” and I looked at the thing as I talked to her. “In fact I’m really looking forward to tonight Penny.” I glanced across and saw everyone calling me over. “Sorry Penny,” I said, “I have to go, say hi to the gang for me will you, and Vikki, Maddy and I will see you when we get back.”

She said goodbye in return, blew me a kiss over the phone and hung up.

After returning to my parents and Vikki and Maddy we walked into the building and Leigh Calloway, the Sports Master and Principal Brenda Calloway’s husband, introduced himself, unnecessarily as far as my parents and myself were concerned, to everyone.

He shook dad’s hand and mine before he hugged mum and Vikki to his six foot four inch frame. Then he turned to Madeleine and literally lifted her a foot off the ground as his big hands found, not skirt or panties, she had decided not to put them back on, but the bare flesh of her sexy bottom. “Oh Madeleine are you a sight for sore eyes.” He continued to hold her naked bottom in his big left hand while moving his right up to the middle of her back as he hugged her to him. Then he allowed her to ease back a little so that he could look her in the eye. “And you’re looking good too.” He dropped her down. “You know Madeleine, if you were here now you’d fit right in.” He reached down and grabbed her skirt before looking her in the eye. “May I?”

Madeleine laughed heartily, she was on familiar ground now. “Please do.”

And he did. Leigh Calloway lifted her skirt to her waist and held it there as he gazed reverently at her pussy. “That, if I may say so Miss. Paulson is a beautiful vagina.”

“Mr. Calloway, Leigh,” said Madeleine relaxing more by the second, “I haven’t had a vagina in around four years.” She smiled. “Come to think about it I don’t really think I had one then, do you? No, this is a cunt Mr. Calloway, a cunt.” She then looked at my mother and Vikki. “Do either of you two own vaginas?”

“I certainly don’t Leigh,” said my mother laughing, “as you very well know.” She moved forward and rubbed her hand over his crotch. “I mean as intimately acquainted as Louis here was with Brenda’s you were equally well acquainted with mine.” She laughed heartily. “As a matter of fact I haven’t had a vagina in over twenty years.”

“And I reckon mine’s been a cunt for a good five,” added my Vikki grinning. “Now I’ll save you the trouble of lifting mine,” and she pulled her skirt up to her waist revealing her bald pussy to a grinning Leigh Calloway.

He looked at Vikki’s cunt for a good five seconds before he looked her in the eye. “You’d be, what, 17? That would make you…”

Vikki grinned lecherously. “Around 12 when I started possessing a cunt.” The grin turned to a laugh. “My mum says hers became one around the same age.”

“Sounds like my sort of woman,” responded the teacher. He turned to my mother and took a long and deliberate look at my mother’s crotch before saying, “Two down one to go!”

My mother’s response was to simply look at my father, his response was to reach under my mother’s skirt and pull down her thong until she was able to step out of them. He then passed them to the sports master. “Here Leigh,” he grinned, “they’re a might damp, but I imagine they might smell … er … nice.”

He took them in his right hand once Madeleine had taken over holding up her skirt, held them to his nose and breathed deeply. “Aahh! You know the only thing better would be sniffing it directly from the source.”

Mum, not one to stand on ceremony lifted her skirt and showed off her own bald pussy. “Is there a possibility that that could happen before we have to go home?”

“Not in any public areas Mary, but these days it is allowed in dorm rooms as I’m sure your daughter has told you by now. And, of course, there are large relaxations area on each floor for communal activities, and before you ask--” he grinned “--pupil-teacher relations are allowed and indeed are encouraged.”

Mum looked at me and Vikki and then at Madeleine. “And what about family and friends and pupils, and family and friends and teachers?”

Leigh Calloway looked straight at me before he turned back to my mother to answer her question. “Mary the whole school has been buzzing about your son.” He passed her panties from his right hand to his left and then reached out to run a finger between her pussy lips. “I doubt that you could get away from here until a few of the girls and some of the staff have satisfied their carnal curiosity about Justin’s, apparently, large endowment.”

“Oh believe me Leigh it is more than just a rumour,” she laughed, “there are three women here and many more that aren’t that are very familiar with Justin’s lovely cock.” She turned to me. “Come on Justin this no time for false modesty, and I know you’ve got almost a photographic memory, so how many women do you reckon there are that have been intimately acquainted with this?”

“Oh mum do I have to?” She was right, I did have a clear recollection of every single sexual episode since last Friday morning, but bragging just was not my forte.

She nodded her head. “Just roughly Justin.”

A quick mental calculation gave me the figure. “It’s more then twenty, mum.”

“Very impressive indeed Justin,” said the grinning Sports Master, “though I imagine that if you had the stamina you could probably double that figure.”

“Oh he has the stamina Leigh,” responded a grinning Vikki, “trust me on that one. And if anyone should know it’s me.”

“Mr Calloway what will we do with you?”

He turned to the new voice and smiled while continuing to finger my mother’s self-proclaimed cunt. “The same thing you always do with me Heather Castle, the same thing you always do.”

She then indicated in my direction. “Is this that young man that everyone is…? The young man that rumour says…?”

“According to the good ladies here--” and he positioned himself so that he could finger Vikki’s cunt and did just that “--it’s more than just a rumour.”

“Sluts Leigh, SLUTS!!!” said my mother. “When someone is playing with our cunts we’re sluts not ladies.” She grinned at Vikki. “Right, slut!”

Vikki looked at the woman. “But we’re very nice sluts. Now, seeing as Mr. Calloway hasn’t bothered to introduce you to us or us to you I’ll do the honours. I’m Vikki Thompson, slut one.”

She indicated in my direction as she thrust her pussy onto Leigh Calloway’s extended digit until it was fucking her. “Superstud here is my boyfriend Justin Robertson.” She indicated the ever-present erection that was trying to push through my trousers. “I’m thinking of calling him my ‘Power Pack’ because he’s Everyready!”

When her little joke had received its rightful groan she then turned to my parents careful not to cause the Sports Master to lose his place and indicated my mother. “This is Justin’s mother Mary, slut number two.”

Holding her arm out she then pointed to my father. “This drooling, dribbling man who would like to be doing what Leigh’s doing to me and his wife is Louis Justin’s father.”

Finally she turned to Madeleine. “And this pretty young lady here with a pussy that’s getting no attention,” and at that point she nudged me hard in the ribs, “is Madeleine Paulson, who would be slut number three, if only she were to get some attention.”

Not one that needs to be told twice, at least not these days, I moved over to Madeleine and began to finger her pussy, much to her delight as she began to rub herself on my probing finger.

“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you all,” said the smiling, and pretty, blonde haired teacher, “I’m Heather Castle the new, well fairly new, English Teacher.”

“So what happened to Mildred Bottomly?” asked my father.

Heather Castle laughed. “She apparently couldn’t stand the changes in the school. And it seems that seeing the students in varying states of undress or fully nude, and seeing them intimately engaged with each other and with some teachers,” she laughed again, “especially our two male teachers, Leigh Calloway here and the music teacher Evan Collins who been assisting your daughter was just a little too much for her.”

A sudden thought struck me, but it must have struck my father at the same time because he asked the very question that I was going to ask. “Am I to presume that he has been assisting our Maria in other ways?”

Heather Castle laughed heartily. “If you mean, has Evan fucked her, has Leigh here fucked her, then the answer is no, Maria is one of the few remaining virgins at this school, if not the only one. At first she kept saying that she wanted you Louis, her father, to be her first but for some unaccountable reason--” she turned straight to me and grinned before reaching out patting the bulge that was my groin “--she wants you to be her first, young man.”

“Does that mean she’s never…?” I started to ask until Leigh Calloway interrupted.

“No it doesn’t Justin, it simply means that she hasn’t taken a cock in her pussy or her bottom. She has however learned how to make good use of vibrators and dildos, performed and received cunnilingus to and from many, many girls and the female teachers including, and especially, my wife. It also means that she has fellated both mine and Evan Collin’s cock.”

“And she’s very good too,” added Heather Castle, “and I’m pretty sure that once you two have broken her in,” she looked at my father and I meaningfully, “gently I trust, that she will be a welcome addition to your horny family, or families, and friends!” She then took my father’s hand and began to lead him in the direction of the auditorium. “If you will all just follow me I’ll get you seated,” she moved even closer to my father, “then once you’ve seen the show and we’ve had luncheon I’ll show just how well I’ve managed to fit in during the short time I’ve been here.”

“I shall look forward to that,” responded my father as we walked into the jam-packed hall and headed to our seats.

When Heather Castle broke away and headed to the section where the other teachers were sitting mum turned to me and voiced her thoughts out loud. “I wonder what our daughter has planned?”

Dad, Madeleine and I all shrugged our shoulders in a negative response. However Vikki smiled. “Well, knowing who her favourite singer is and being a fan myself and knowing most of the music, I reckon I could make a pretty fair guess!”

“So are you going to tell us what you think it is?” asked my mother.

“Oh I don’t think so,” responded Vikki.

CHAPTER 69: MARIA’S FAREWELL PERFORMANCE

In the dressing room backstage a naked and panicky Maria Anne Robertson stood between her music teacher Evan Collins and the school principal Brenda Calloway. “But it’s a real band out there now… They’re all year-eleven and year twelve students… I’ll be naked out there.” She turned to her music teacher and threw herself at him making him grab her between the shoulder blades with one hand and her bottom with the other. “Apart from this week with the school band, and I was dressed for them, I’ve only ever done this naked in front of you and that nice Miss. Castle, and only using that musical keyboard as back up.” She pulled out of his embrace and turned to face Brenda Calloway. “And now you’re telling me, Mrs. Calloway…”

“Brenda.”

“You’re telling me, Brenda, that my brother is out there. How can I…?”

The principal embraced the girl and patted her naked bottom in familiar fashion. “But surely that should make it better, shouldn’t it?”

Maria managed some sort of a smile. “It should, but if anything I’m just more nervous than ever.” She sighed. “Oh well best get on with it,” and she started for the door that led to the stage entrance.

“Er … Maria,” said Brenda Calloway as the pretty 13-year-old neared the door, “shouldn’t you at least start with some clothes on?”

Maria stopped with her hand on the doorknob and looked back at the two grinning teachers. Then she looked down at herself feeling slightly abashed. “Oh yes, maybe that would be a good idea.”

Maria walked over to the table where a selection of clothes lay and picked up a couple of pairs of hipster pants, a couple of pairs of brief, tight-fitting shorts and two crop-tops and one gold sport bra that matched the colour of one of the pairs of shorts. “So,” she said looking at Mr. Hunter and Mrs. Calloway in turn, “what do you think, which combination?” She trusted both of them implicitly and would where whatever they suggested if it was something they both agreed on.

Brenda Calloway walked over to the pile of clothes and searched among them as she thought about the fact that Maria planned on being naked before the song finished. Hipster pants and shorts would be too clumsy to take off, especially considering the song she was planning on singing, and she said as much.

“But Mrs. … er … Brenda, that’s what she would wear when she performed this song. I mean surely I should…”

Brenda smiled patiently. “Ordinarily I’d say yes but I doubt that Shania Twain will ever plan on performing this song in the nude, do you?”

“Well there is that of course.” Maria being an intelligent young lady could see the logic of such thinking, and she laughed. “And I suppose it would be a little awkward stripping out of pants and shorts.” She looked to the pile of clothes. Why did you have something in mind?”

Principal Calloway walked up to the pile of clothes and found what she thought she had seen there before. It was a short gold skirt that went with the brief shorts and the sports bra. Indeed so short was the skirt that the shorts would be expected to be worn underneath it to avoid any undue exposure. Of course in this day and age, and at this school that was no longer a problem, not when you were a student like Maria Anne Robertson.

“How about these Maria?” and Brenda Calloway picked up the skirt and sports bra and tossed both garments to the girl who caught them deftly. “I should think they’d do nicely, don’t you?”

Maria looked at the skirt and bra and smiled. Then she looked around as she ran her hands over her hips stopping short of her pussy and arse front and back. “But what about…?” She didn’t finish.

Evan Collins stepped forward at that point. “Do you think it’ll matter Mari’, after all you will be naked eventually.”

“But that really is the point Evan, I will be naked eventually, but I want to reveal it to everyone not have them see it as soon as I step onto the stage.” She looked anxiously to the principal, Brenda you understand don’t you?”

The woman smiled. “As a matter-of-fact I do.” She went back to the table. “And I think I saw the very thing before.” She searched through the clothes and quickly found them and held them up. “How about these?”

She was holding up a very brief white thong belonging to a two piece swimming costume. It was so small it looked like it would be a perfect fit on Maria’s small frame. And not only that it had ties on either side that would make it easy to remove.

“Oh Mrs. Calloway--” Maria had completely forgotten to call her Brenda “--that’s perfect.” Her smile beamed. “I might even get Justin to take them off me.”

“Good idea Maria,” said the music teacher grinning as he took the briefs from the principal’s outstretched hand, “and from what I’ve heard he’s quite the expert.” He knelt down briefs in hand and looked up into Maria’s grinning face. “Now come on Mari’ let’s get you dressed.”

Evan Collins positioned the small piece of cloth at Maria Anne Robertson’s pussy and held it there as his principal moved to either side and neatly fastened them on either hip. Then he held the skirt up, it was two small pieces of gold cloth front and back held together by a two-inch band of material. When the skirt was pulled around her hips and done up by two buttons on her right side it left a split on either side that showed off all of her legs and would also show off her nearly naked arse when she moved. And last but by no means least was the sports bra. He positioned the cups over breasts that were more than generous for a 13-year-old girl, but then of course he did know her mother Mary of the generous bust. His estimate of the mother, and he was usually pretty good especially with a school full of sexy females, was 36 with either a C or a D cup.

“Mmmm! You do have the nicest touch Evan,” said Maria with barely a whisper as she felt his hands position her young breasts within the cups. “But I think you’d better do me up now don’t you?”

Brenda laughed as she watched her music teacher make the final adjustments to adjust the sports bra before he did it up. Then, after watching her music teacher attach and set up the cordless wireless microphone headset that Maria would need for her performance she moved to the front and put a hand on each shoulder of the nervous girl. “Don’t worry Maria you’ll be fine. Now just remember I’ll introduce you and then I’ll signal for you.”

Maria seemed unconvinced so Evan Collins put his arm around her. “She’s right Mari’ you are ready, you have been for a week now. It’s all gone perfectly with the band, the only difference is that this time they’ll be seeing you do it naked. You can do this, I know it, the rest of the teachers know it, but most importantly--” and he looked straight into her eyes “--you know it.” He patted her on the bottom. “Go get ‘em girl!”

Maria walked out of the dressing followed by the principal and her music teacher, walked towards the opening that led to the stage and stopped when she got there. She looked out on the stage, out to where Brenda Calloway walked to the microphone in front of the band. My God, the band she thought to herself. They were from the nearby secondary college, seven boys, all handsome, all 16, 17 or 18 and all of them knowing that at some stage during the song she would be naked.

She craned her head forward and saw part of the audience and that made it worse. Other parents were there, parents of girl friends, parents of girls she’d gotten to know intimately. She began to panic, how could she have thought she could do this? Would they think badly of her if she didn’t go through with this? Then suddenly Mrs. Calloway was speaking:

“Good afternoon and welcome to Constance Anderson School for Girls,” began the principal. “My name is Brenda Calloway and I am the principal. Now in a moment I am going to introduce a very special young lady who will be leaving us this afternoon to live at home and go to the same school as her brother who is here this afternoon when it was thought that he wouldn’t be able to make it to see his sister perform.”

Maria watched as the principal indicated for some people, obviously her family, to stand up.

“At the moment though--” continued the principal “--I would like you to meet a delightful family. Would you please show your appreciation for Louis and Mary the parents of, and Justin the brother of this remarkable young lady, one of our star pupils, Miss Maria Anne Robertson.” She stopped as the applause started.

Finally after about ten seconds she was able to continue. “Would you please also welcome the very pretty Vikki Thompson standing next to Justin and the equally attractive Madeleine Paulson who is standing next to Louis Robertson.” She smiled. “I would tell you some more but I’ve got a very anxious young lady--” she glanced in Maria’s direction “--who’s anxious to demonstrate her talents. So would you please welcome to the stage, our very own, very attractive and very talented, Maria Anne Robertson.”

At first Maria just stood there, but eventually with a gentle push in the middle of the back by Evan Collins she found herself moving to the centre of the stage. She looked to the band who all waved a greeting and then she turned to face the audience and froze. Then, after ten seconds that seemed to last for ever, Maria, unable to face the expectant audience, turned her back on them very mindful of the view they were getting of her nearly naked bottom, faced the band and walked towards them.

“Are you ready guys?” she asked hesitantly.

“We sure are, but are you?” asked the lead guitarist.

Maria was about to reply when she saw all of the guys look towards the audience, every single one of them looked as if their eyes were about to pop out of their heads. She turned to see what had attracted their attention and saw that a naked girl, a gorgeous naked girl with long brown hair was walking confidently towards the stage. Totally confused Maria could only watch and wait.

“Hi Maria, hi guys,” said the girl as she walked up to where they were standing. “My names Vikki Thompson, I’m the girlfriend of Maria’s brother Justin.” She turned, pointed and waved, and when he waved back she added, for the band’s benefit, “That’s him.”

Finally she turned to Maria and smiled as she put her arm around her. “Need a hand?”

Maria nodded anxiously. “You’d do that for me?”

Vikki grinned. “After all that your brother and your parents have done for me this is the least I can do.” She turned to the band and laughed. “Now if you guys can keep your eyes off my tits and cunt for long enough we should be able to get this done shouldn’t we?” When they nodded she added, “And I presume we’re doing ‘She’s Not Just A Pretty Face’, right?”

“How did you know?” asked Maria beginning to relax now that she had company on stage.

“Call it an educated guess,” responded Vikki.

“So you’re going to do it with me?” asked Maria.

Vikki smiled. “Yes. That is if you don’t mind a girl who spent last night fucking while performing karaoke in a pub full of people and in front of her parents, her boyfriend and her boyfriends parents giving you a hand.”

For the first time since she walked on stage Maria relaxed and smiled. “Oh God no.”

“In that case--” said Vikki “--let’s do it.” She turned to the band. “Okay guys, lets rock ‘n’ roll. But soft at first, and can you loop the intro until we’re ready?” She looked at them hopefully. “Can you do that?”

When the lead guitarist said they could Vikki turned to Maria and put her left arm around her shoulder. “Okay Maria, do you feel up to making your introduction now?”

She shrugged her shoulders and said, “I think so,” as she turned to face the hall packed with Girls and parents.

The guitars began the intro as she moved to speak, but at first she didn’t get the chance. She saw four people standing, her parents, her big brother Justin and another girl standing next to her father who she assumed was Madeleine Paulson.

She had to wait several seconds for the applause to die down but when it did she moved to the front of the stage and began to speak. “I was going to make a grand speech before I sang this song.” She grinned. “But then I got stage fright,” she reached out for the hand of the naked Vikki Thompson who took it immediately, “and then I got some help and encouragement from a most unexpected source.” She indicated Vikki. “My big brother Justin’s very pretty and very naked girlfriend Vikki Thompson. So, with her help and a small dollop of her courage I’d like to sing a song that I think says what this marvellous school is all about and what any girl here or anywhere is capable of if they are only given the chance. The song is Shania Twain’s, ‘She’s Not Just A Pretty Face’.”

From just off stage Brenda Calloway turned to her music teacher as the band began to play the real intro to the song, as Vikki Thompson began to jump up and down clapping in time to the guitars and drums as Maria Robertson waited for her musical cue. “That’s quite a girlfriend young Justin has there.”

Evan Collins grinned in response. “In more ways than one.”

The principal simply laughed. And then they heard Maria sing the first line of the song at the same time as they saw her undo her skirt and push it down her shapely 13-year-old legs as she danced in time to the music.

‘Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

She hosts a TV show - she rides a rodeo - she plays the bass in a band’

And then to the principal and the music teachers complete shock they saw Vikki Thompson take the hand microphone off the stand and sing the next line as Maria Robertson discarded her skirt to the back and quickly removed her sports bra which went in the same direction as the skirt. And not only that but she was really, really, good!

‘She’s an astronaut - a valet at the parking lot - a farmer working the land’

And then Brenda watched them head out to the audience, Vikki Thompson naked and Maria Robertson all but, wearing just her white thong as she took the next line…

‘She is a champion - she gets the gold - she’s a ballerina - the star of the show’

Along with Evan she moved further onto the stage so that she could see where they had gone. And they heard them both sing the chorus as they moved down either side of the audience.

‘She’s - not - just a pretty face

She’s - got - everything it takes’

Brenda watched as Maria made her way to where her family were, saw the smile on their faces as Vikki Thompson sang…

‘She has a fashion line - a journalist for ‘Time - coaches a football team’

And then the pretty 13-year-old reached her brother, stood on his seat and sang…

‘She’s a geologist - a romance novelist - she is a mother of three’

…As Justin Robertson removed her final garment leaving her standing there in her unabashed and glorious nakedness.

And so it went on. A sensual, sexy performance that had the entire audience riveted from start to finish as they alternated lines and joined together to sing the chorus all the while going from girl to girl as they sang an individual line.

‘She is a soldier - she is a wife - she is a surgeon - she’ll save your life

She’s - not - just a pretty face

She’s - got - everything it takes

She’s - mother - of the human race

She’s - not - just a pretty face

Oh-oh yeah - oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

She is your waitress - she is your judge - she is your teacher - She is every woman in the world

Oh la-la-la-la-la-la’

Time and again they stopped at the end of a line or at the end of a chorus to allow wandering hands to pet pussy, breasts and bums, and other not so intimate portions of their anatomy which, considering what was likely to be happening later wasn’t about to cause any problems.

‘She flies an airplane – she drives a subway train – at night she pumps gasoline

She’s on the council – she’s on the board – she’s a politician – she praises the Lord

She’s - not - just a pretty face

She’s - got - everything it takes

She’s - mother - of the human race

She’s - not - just a pretty face

No she’s (she’s) not (not) – just a pretty face

She’s (she’s) got (got) – everything it takes

She’s not just a pretty face

She’s got everything it takes

She’s not just a pretty face…’

Maria and Vikki timed it perfectly, they arrived back on stage breathless and sweating but elated with how things had worked out. Maria, totally relaxed and at ease with her nudity now, went back to the band and hugged them all individually making them redden with embarrassment, as did Vikki in her turn.

Then Maria turned to Vikki and jumped into her arms wrapping her own around her brother’s girlfriend’s neck to the rousing cheers of the crowd and a last rousing instrumental wolf-whistle from the bands three guitarists.

“Oh Vikki how can I ever thank you.” She kissed her smack on the lips as she waved in the general direction of the audience. “You saved my life out here this afternoon.”

Vikki merely smiled as she reached up and helped Maria remove the wireless mike before tossing it to a smiling Evan Collins who caught it expertly in his right hand. “Oh I’m sure that once you’ve given your virginity to Justin I’ll be able to think of something!”

CHAPTER 70: LUNCHTIME

I stood there with my sisters thong tucked into the waistband of my trousers, I was clapping and whistling and cheering along with my parents and Madeleine and the rest of the crowd. That Vikki had the sort of amazing talent that was going to take her away from me for at least six months I already knew, But Maria being able to move and sing like that once she had gotten over her nerves, that was as completely unexpected as everything that had happened to me since last Friday.

“Well,” said mum looking at me and smiling, “talent certainly does run in the family.” I started to protest but mum cut me off before I could even manage one word. “And don’t you even think about getting all modest on us Justin, you were good last night and don’t you forget it!”

I shrugged my shoulders yielding the point and looked up to see my naked sister, skirt and top in hand, and naked girlfriend attempting to make there way to where we were seated. On the stage I saw Brenda Calloway walking towards the microphone stand as she held her hands up in a bid to get some quiet.

“Ladies and gentlemen, young ladies…” she began until the continued whistling and stomping and cheering from the girls forced her to stop. “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUNG LADIES!!!” she repeated much louder and more forcefully.

The silence came after two or three seconds and the principal continued. “I give you the sweet, beautiful, sexy and very talented Maria Anne Robertson,” and she unnecessarily indicated my sister as she came within two rows of where we were seated. “And I would also like to thank the equally sweet, equally talented, and equally sexy Miss Vikki Thompson for helping young Maria get over her stage fright.” She looked behind her. “Oh and if you have any doubts about their sexiness I suggest you take a close look at the band who, it would seem, find them sexy in the extreme.”

Every eye in the place, including mine I have to admit, focused straight on the band. And every eye, much to the bands collective chagrin, saw seven distinct bulges in seven pairs of jeans.

I looked back in time to see Vikki arrive back and sit in her seat without bothering to put on the two articles of clothing she had removed to get naked. I then looked for Maria and saw her being mobbed by three girls, she was still naked and, like Vikki, didn’t seem to be bothered in the slightest. A far cry from the distraught girl who looked ready to burst into tears before my wonderful, adorable Vikki, made it her mission to rescue her.

Finally she was able to get away from the clutches of her grinning friends and make it to where we were sitting, at which point she promptly plonked herself on my lap with her arms around my neck while my parents and Madeleine fussed over and congratulated her.

Maria locked her eyes on Madeleine and said, “So you’re the girl I’ll be sharing with, you’re my new sister.” She grinned lecherously as she reached out and fingered Maddy’s pussy that she was making no attempt to hide. “That is just so cool. I hope you like girls!”

“Are you kidding,” said Madeleine with a huge grin, “cocks, cunts they all … er … cum the same to me.” She leaned across, and while my sister continued to finger her pussy kissed her on the lips before saying. “You know, I think we’re going to along famously.”

After giving Vikki and my sister time to make it back, after giving the audience time to settle after watching them both move through the audience naked for the second time Brenda finally said, “Maria, Miss Thompson, if you would both please get dressed,” she smiled, “at least for the moment, we might be able have luncheon with a modicum of decorum. So if those of you that are new to this school will follow our girls or those parents that have been her before--” she smiled at my parents “--like Maria’s parents Louis and Mary, luncheon will be served.

Maria jumped off my lap, squeezed between me and the seat in front of me and pressing her naked bottom against the back of the head of the man that was seated directly in front of me said, “so what do you think older brother?” she laughed. “I was going to call you big brother but I can’t do that any more can I?” and she bent forward and kissed me smack on the lips before she suddenly squealed. “Ow, who did…?” she began to ask as she turned to look behind her.

“So sorry miss,” said a very handsome looking Italian man in broken English with a decidedly Italian accent. Your bottom too nice, me no resist.” He held out his hand. “Joseph Bettino…”

He didn’t get a chance to finish before Maria was turning around and hugging his chubby face to her budding breasts. “I know, your Paullina’s daddy.” I watched her smile at the short, slightly plump black haired girl standing next to him waiting to move to the aisle. “She’s always talking about her sexy teddy bear daddy.”

“Oh I did not,” said Paullina laughing. “Daddy, I just said I loved you to death.”

“Indeed she does,” responded a cultured voice from the other side of Paullina, a voice that didn’t have a trace of an Italian accent. “And one of these weekends Paullina and our eldest daughter Sandra might do just that. I’m Janice Bettino the poor woman who has to keep the rest of this scurrilous family in line.”

Her husband grinned. “You talk good Janice, but maybe we ask postman and gardener if they have any story to tell.” The big, strong, slightly overweight Italian man laughed heartily as his wife punched him lightly on his massive chest and as Vikki and my sister began to get dressed. “Oh she right,” he finally agreed with a hearty laugh, “but maybe me like to go that way!”

“Couldn’t agree more,” said my father as he snatched Maria’s thong briefs out of my waistband. “My Maria can do that to me any time she likes.”

“Oh daddy,” she said laughing, “not before Justin gets first crack at my crack.”

My father held out the scrap of white material. “Here baby do you want to put these on while we have lunch?”

“Oh daddy don’t be silly,” she said taking them from his outstretched hand and giving them back to me. “I’d only have to take them off again, now wouldn’t I.”

And seconds later we were off and following the crowd to the dining hall. A few minutes after that my parents were heading to the main table at the head of the room to sit with the teachers while Vikki, Madeleine and I joined Maria and eight of her friends at another table.

All down one side of the room was the food. There was pork, beef, lamb and chicken, various vegetables and salads of all descriptions. And to wash it down there was coffee, tea, soft drink and varieties of pure and not so pure fruit juice.

I went to sit down and found myself being railroaded to a particular seat between two girls who seemed to be more than a little curious about me. In fact both of them seemed unable to take there eyes off me. And then it started!

“Well, aren’t you going to introduce us Mari’?” said the girl on my right.

“Yeah,” added the girl on my left, “if you were any sort of a friend you woulda done it by now.”

There seemed to be universal agreement from the remaining six girls, and so Maria officially introduced Vikki, Madeleine and I to all eight girls telling us all of their names. I doubted that I was going to be able to remember all of them on such short acquaintance. However I was going to remember the last two girls, the ones either side of me, simply because they were introduced last. But I was destined to remember them for more reasons than that.

“So is it true Justin?” asked the girl on my right. Her name I had learned was Rebecca, or as Maria called her ‘Becca, Clarke.

“Is what true?”

There seemed to be universal giggling all round the table, but it wasn’t loud enough to disturb the head table. Just for a change Vikki seemed as curious as I was.

“Is it 11-inches?” It was asked with a straight face and the girl leaned her elbow on the table, stuck her chin in the crook between her thumb and forefinger and looked at me without even the hint of a smile.

I decided to pretend ignorance. “Is what 11-inches?”

She continued looking at me and tried to maintain that straight face but failed miserably as she eventually broke out into a broad grin. “Your cock. Your mum told Mari’ and me over the phone how big it is.” She looked across the table at my sister. “Didn’t she Mari?”

“Oooh, she sure did.” Maria turned to me. “Mum told us all about it. All about how you’re a hero and a real stud. How you saved Vikki here, and how you helped out Maddy here,” she leaned over to Vikki who was on her right and kissed her before she did the same to Madeleine, “and now, after she helped me before she’s my hero.” She laughed as she looked into Vikki’s eyes. “Mum also told us all about how she and you … er … ‘deep throated’ Justin’s dick. Is that true?”

I looked at Vikki to see how she would answer the question. I should have guessed her reaction. She never batted an eyelid.

“Certainly it is. It’s just a matter of technique that’s all.” She smiled lecherously. “You know what they say, ‘practice makes perfect’.”

“And how good is it when he fucks you?” asked the girl on my left. I remembered that her name was Josephine Wilkinson. “I mean, what does it feel like to have 11-inches of hot cock stuck up your pussy?”

There was a chorus from the rest of the girls asking the same question.

“You feel full I’ll tell you that much,” said Vikki as the table three in front of us in the order they were going to get their meal. “I’ll say one thing--” she reached across and indicated for me to hold her hand which I did “--when my man fucks you four times and comes in you all of those four times without losing his erection and without having to take it out you know you’ve been fucked.”

Josephine Wilkinson looked straight at my sister. “And you say you’re going to get Justin here to fuck you with it today, here?”

Maria laughed. “Yes, I did say today. But not here, we’re going to wait until we get home and do it in his bed.” She stopped laughing, tilted her head slightly and kept looking at her friend with just the hint of a grin on her face. “No Jo, what I actually said was that you and ‘Becca were going to fuck him before we went home.” She laughed again. “After all it’s the least I can do for two of my best friends.”

Both girls just looked, the shock on their face was palpable. Rebecca it was who voiced their combined astonishment. “You mean I … we … both of us … Jo and me are going to get to…” She stopped then for a second before… “FUCK!!!”

I decided it was time for me to speak. “Girls,” I said looking to my left and right and putting an arm around each one, “you don’t have to do a thing you don’t want to do. If you’re nervous or scared that’s okay, you’re both 13-years-old and have a right to be.” I smiled. “However, if you do decide to go ahead and take my sister up on her kind--” I said that work with lashings of sarcasm “--offer, I promise to be gentle.”

Rebecca turned from me to Vikki. “Can we see it?” She indicated, unnecessarily, in the direction of my groin. Vikki had barely managed the very slightest of nods before Rebecca Clarke was on her feet and waving madly in the direction of the principal Brenda Calloway. “Mrs. Calloway, Mrs. Calloway, MRS. CALLOWAY!!!”

I watched the principal stand up and look in our direction. Patiently she said, “Yes Miss. Clarke.”

“Can we see Justin Robertson’s erection miss?” She was standing and she indicated me sitting next to her. Then she got all excited and added, “Maria said Josephine and I could have sex with her brother. “We’d … er … like to see it before we … you know…”

I watched Brenda Calloway closely. She looked faintly amused by the question, unlike the rest of the room who were very amused. Especially my parents who seemed to find it the most amusing of anyone.

“Did she indeed. So, did you ask the young man in question Miss. Clarke?” asked the principal maintaining eye contact with Rebecca at all times.

“No,” said Rebecca giggling. “But I asked his girlfriend Vikki, and she said yes.”

“Oh well that’s okay then, it’s nice to see that you observed the proprietaries,” responded the principal. “But before you check it out, you might want to check out the meat over there.” She pointed in the general direction of the food as she laughed at her own joke. “Then when you’ve finished eating and when everyone else has you might be allowed to reveal it without putting people off their … er … lunch!”

I laughed, and so did Vikki and Madeleine as we followed the table to the buffet where three women were serving.

When we got there and I started to pass through the buffet all naturally smiled at me. And then one of the women said, “so do we get a peak too?”

I shrugged my shoulders but Vikki said, “Oh I think we might bring my studly boyfriend by so that you can get a good look.”

“Well thank you in anticipation,” she said with a smile as she and her two friends began to serve us.

I took some ham, a little pork and a slice of roast lamb which was quickly accompanied by a reasonably large baked potato wrapped in foil and steamed broccoli, cauliflower, carrots and peas all to be topped up with a nice thick brown gravy.

As we started eating and as I took my first bite of a very tasty, very lean piece of pork I felt a little hand begin to make exploratory advances along my thigh below the level of the table. A quick glance to my right told me that Rebecca Clarke had both hands fully involved in the demolition of the pile of food that seemed to defy her slight stature. However on my left it was a different story, Josephine Wilkinson had cut her meat into bite-sized pieces and had her fork in her left hand picking at them while her right hand … was … nowhere to be seen!

From that point, obviously, I didn’t need to look down to see whose hand was playing with my leg. But I did anyway. She looked at me, she was grinning that all-knowing yet innocent grin that 13-year-old girls seemed to be able to manage at will.

Her hand moved from my thigh to my groin without even a moments pause as she continued to feed herself with small cuts of pork and tiny mounds of steamed vegetables. Her hand moved all over my groin, all over my erection and her reaction was, I think, predictable.

To Josephine’s credit though, she did manage to finish chewing what was in her mouth before she gasped audibly over what her digital explorations had discovered. “‘Becca,” she whispered across me to her friend, “feel this,” and she indicated below the table and between my legs where her hand was searching for my zipper without any success before she moved her hand to leave room for her friends.

Rebecca Clarke moved her hand almost immediately into my lap and she began her own exploration of my groin with a little more success. The little more meaning that she found the little tab to my zipper and began to ease it down.

As I took a mouthful of my juicy baked potato, it had been wrapped in the foil with a pat of butter, I looked either side of me to see the cheeky grins of both girls. Josephine Wilkinson had, by this time, caught onto Rebecca’s discovery much to the amusement of Vikki and Madeleine and my sister and all her other friends.

“Problems big brother?” asked Maria as Vikki had to put her fork down along with the meat that was on it she was laughing so hard.

“Maybe we should help out, Mari’,” said Vikki with a grin as she reached across and grabbed Josephine Wilkinson’s plate and began to cut her food into bite sized pieces. “If I do this Jo’ here will only need one hand to eat with.

“Hey--” said Maria “--that’s a really neat idea.” And without even a seconds hesitation she grabbed Rebecca Clarke’s plate and began to cut hers up too.

“Now Justin,” said Rebecca as she began to slide my zipper down, “you be a really good lad and eat your lunch.” She laughed as her hand moved inside the opening and found the waistband of my briefs. “After all you are a … er … growing boy.”

The giggling and laughing all around the table that nearly caused food to be sprayed over the table grabbed the attention of the main table.

Once again Brenda Calloway stood and looked directly at our table. “Something wrong Miss Clarke?” she asked looking directly at the girl on my right. “It seems to me that there’s an awful lot of levity and a decided lack of consumption of food.”

“Oh no ma’am, there’s nothing wrong.”

The principal then looked directly at me before she spoke to our table in general terms. “Oh well that’s okay then. And as long I don’t see what’s not wrong, and as long as everyone that is involved in what’s not wrong finish their meals in a reasonable time then I won’t have to do anything about what’s not happening will I.”

“Er … no Mrs. Calloway,” said Rebecca with half a smile.

Things had stopped during that brief discourse with the principal, but of course that didn’t last long as Rebecca and Josephine in a joint effort soon had my erection where they thought it belonged, out and on display.

The reactions, not only of ‘Becca and Jo’ but also of Maria and the other girls, was something I had grown quite used to. Fortunately they managed to modify their shock and incredulity enough that the principal, the teachers and my parents looked up but didn’t say anything and didn’t react, except to look slightly amused.

I watched Josephine pick her food up in her left hand, watched her right hand grip my erection below Rebecca’s left which also had a firm grip. Then I watched her lean across and whisper a question so that all at the table could hear and no one else.

“How the hell am I going to get this thing--” and she tried to waggle it from side to side but couldn’t because of that grip that Rebecca Clarke was maintaining “--in my pussy?”

Vikki laughed, looked at me and blew me a kiss as she replied, “the same way all of the girls and women he’s fucked have. You let my sweetie get you ready first!”

“You mean…?”

“She finished the final mouthful of her lunch and grinned. “You’d better believe it Jo’, my Justin has almost every girl and woman who’s licked my pussy beat by a, for the want of a better expression, cuntry mile!”

“You mean…?”

“Absolutely,” laughed Vikki, “these little girlfriends of yours might be able to bring you a climax, but I somehow doubt they’ll turn you into the orgasmic little slut that my Justin will.”

“Oh Jesus,” said Rebecca as she finished her final mouthful and began to gently masturbate the top half of my cock, can we go now?” She looked across the table and saw that my sister had finished and then looked at mine and saw that I had finished too once I had decided there was nothing I could do about the little hands that were determined to complete their voyage of discovery. “Can we?”

Before I could answer Jo’ was up out of her seat and waving madly to get the attention of Brenda Calloway. “Mrs. Calloway, Mrs. Calloway…!”

“Yes Josephine, Miss. Wilkinson,” said a very patient and faintly amused Principal, “what can I do for you?”

“We’re finished, can we go to our dorm?” she asked excitedly.

The principal smiled with the patience that seems to be in-built in the best of teachers. “I don’t see why not Josephine. However before you leave the table I think you might help young Justin stand up so that the rest of the hall can see what all the fuss is about.”

Deciding that there was no point in waiting because the girls would probably force me into it anyway, I did something that would have been unthinkable not so many days ago but seemed so natural now, especially after the concert. I took a firm grip of the backrest of my chair, placed my right foot on the seat and without the aid of the walking stick pushed myself up until I was standing on the chair in full sight of everyone.

Thr murmurs of shock, surprise and definite approval started near us and flowed around the room until it seemed that every woman and girl was making some sort of comment about what they like me to do to me, or more correctly to it.

“See!” said Vikki from across the table as she and Madeleine laughed at the reception my erect penis was getting. “One look and women just want to fuck it or suck it!” which brought a laugh from my sister and Madeleine, the two girls either side of me and the other six that shared our table.

“Okay,” said Brenda Calloway finally with a laugh. “On behalf of the female teaching staff, the mothers who are present, and the girls I thank you. Now if you will adjust yourself young Justin, you might be able to walk out of the dining hall with some degree of dignity,” she smiled, “stripped though most of it was by Josephine and Rebecca.”

“Oh ma’am, what makes you think that we were…?”

“Josephine Wilkinson, there’s a reason why I am principal of this school. And that is because I know how the minds of young ladies work. Now if you’ll help tuck Justin’s erect penis back in his pants you can leave. However--” and this time she grinned “--I think you have to leave via the three ladies that helped with the serving of the buffet meal.” The principal then looked at me. “How about you Justin, do you think you’ll be able to handle our lascivious and, sexually, very mature young ladies.”

I looked up not sure how to answer, but I didn’t have to. I saw my mother lean across to the principal and whisper in her ear.

The principal looked at me and smiled. “No need to answer that one young man, your mother has answered for you. So, off you go.”

After I had indeed been tucked back into my trousers Vikki and Madeleine and I found ourselves quickly following my sister Maria, Rebecca Clarke, Josephine Wilkinson and another girl called Helen Deville. And of course we went via the kitchen that ran off the dining room behind where the buffet had been set up.

As we walked in the woman who had asked the original question about getting a peak at me turned to Vikki and said, “Well aren’t you just the nicest young lady.”

“Oh ma’am.” Said Vikki with a grin, “I’m not…”

“This is Vikki Thompson, she is my girlfriend, and I don’t want you listening to her, she is a lady,” I said. “And my name, in case you didn’t get it is Justin Robertson and…”

“Oh come on big brother,” interrupted my sister, “the whole school knows who you are,” her hands moved to the belt of my trousers, “and they all know what you’re packing and what your capable of.” She undid the belt and moved her hands to my zipper.

I started to move my hands to stop her but Vikki grabbed mine and held them in her own firm grip. “Oh no you don’t Justin we made a promise to…”

I gave her an old-fashioned sideways glance. “I think you got that wrong Vikki,” I said as my trousers dropped to the floor, “you made the promise, I…”

I didn’t get to finish as my Bond boxer briefs were unceremoniously yanked down causing 11-inches of iron hard cock to slap again my stomach.

“OOH MY GOD!!!” cried one of the two who hadn’t said anything.

“JESUS AITCH FUCKING CHRIST!!!” was the rather sacrilegious outburst from the second, until that moment, of the two silent women.

The first of the three women, the one who until then had been doing all the talking, turned first to Rebecca and then to Josephine before she indicated my erection which was spearing the air and seeming to enjoy the attention it was getting. “You’re telling me--” she said to them “--that you plan to take that in your little pussies.”

“Oh that’s easy,” said a grinning Rebecca Clarke, “Vikki here said he’s going to lick us into shape before he fucks us!” She licked her top lip. “She says he’s good at it too.”

Then suddenly my trousers and underwear were being pulled on and Vikki and Madeleine and I were being dragged out of the dining room.

CHAPTER 71: TRIPLE TREAT!

The three Dormitory buildings were on the left of what looked to be a full-sized athletic track. We were walking in the front entrance of the middle building and heading up to the second floor. A minute after that we were walking into the first door on the left.

Facing the door were two double beds on either side of the room. Beside each bed, on the left of one and the right of the other was a dresser, while opposite each bed was a set of built-in robes big enough to take whatever two girls decided they needed.

Taped to the wall above the bed on the left was a large poster of Shania Twain captured singing on stage with the legend ‘The Woman In Me’ inscribed at its base. Next to it was a poster of Brad Pitt dressed as Achilles from the film ‘Troy’ (a better film and a better performance from Brad than more than a few critics would have us believe).

“Now let me guess,” I said to Maria who was standing beside me and already undressing, “your bed?”

“‘And Becca’s,” she said grinning as she stood there hands on hips posing in all her naked glory. She looked across to her friend who had also undressed by this time. “We sleep together, don’t we babe?”

“Sleep!” laughed Rebecca as she touched herself between her legs. “Who has time to sleep. Life seems to revolve around cunt and schoolwork and cunt and sports and cunt and …er … more cunt!” She looked to Helen, who was still dressed, and Josephine who had taken the chance to also undress. As of course had Vikki and Madeleine who usually didn’t need much reason to undress and, of course, didn’t need one now.

“Now,” said my little sister as she approached with Rebecca and Josephine, “you’re not going to get much accomplished while you’re dressed are you?”

I smiled. “No, I suppose I’m not,” I said. Then, indicating my arm, I added, “But take it easy huh.”

It was as the three of them began to carefully undress me that I saw Helen Deville trying to sneak away. Maria, Rebecca and Josephine were too involved with the task at hand and Vikki and Madeleine were too busy watching to notice.

“Helen, where are you going?” I asked.

“I’m… You don’t… I’m going to find some friends … you don’t need me here.”

“No maybe I don’t Helen,” I said. “And maybe I scare you a little. And I’ll tell you--” I said as my sister and ‘Becca and Jo’ completed the task of removing my clothes “--that something like this happening seven or eight days ago would have been beyond my wildest dreams. But I can honestly say that you have nothing to be afraid of,” I smiled, “and if you’ll come and stand next to me I’ll prove it.”

Of course she didn’t take one step towards me and indeed took another step towards the door before Vikki and Madeleine reached her, took each of her arms gently in theirs and led her over to me.

I took both her hands in mine as I carefully moved my broken arm and positioned her until she was standing directly in front of me. “Helen, look directly into my eyes,” I said. “That way you can pretend that I’m dressed if it helps you relax a little.”

When she did I continued. “If I wasn’t here and if you didn’t have any schoolwork or any classes of any description and you were all up here and you were all naked, what would you be doing?”

“We’d… That is we’d… What I mean is… OH DAMN!!!” She tried to break away but I wouldn’t let her. She continued to look into my eyes, it looked like she was making a real effort not to look down at my erection which was as hard as ever. “OH DAMN!!!” she said again. “Why is it I can be naked and have sex with Mr Calloway and Mr. Collins and yet be scared to even be naked with you?” She looked around and indicated her friends. “I mean look at your sister and Beccy and Jo’, and your girlfriend and…” she looked at Madeleine struggling to remember her name but then she did “…and Madeleine here. They are all happily prancing around naked, Beccy and Jo’ can’t stop talking about getting that thing in their pussies.” She made the mistake then of looking down. “Oh, OH, OOHH!!! What’s the matter with me, I must be … oh I don’t know,” and a tear began to trickle down her face as she looked back into my eyes.

I smiled at her. “You must be a 13-year-old girl who’s standing here fully dressed next to a naked man who has a large erection pointing at her. I’d say you were a lot nervous and a lot scared. Now--” I said “--do you trust me enough to come closer?” I asked. I smiled again. “Remember that while I may be naked you are still dressed. You might also remember that your three roommates and best friends, one of whom is my sister, my girlfriend and one of my closest friends are all standing in this room naked ready to protect you from this mean naked man,” I added indicating myself.

After standing there for some seconds Helen did indeed move closer. When she was close enough I took my left hand from her right and pulled my erection against my stomach before I moved closer until our bodies were touching and my cock was pressing into her.

“Okay, how does that feel?” I asked as I moved my left hand into the small of her back and kept it there.

She visibly relaxed at that point. She was satisfied, I think that she was under no threat from either me or my rampant erection. “Nice, I think,” she finally added with just the barest hint of a smile.

“Good,” I said as I continued to hold her gently but firmly to me. “Now to get back to the original question, ‘if I wasn’t here and if you didn’t have any schoolwork or any classes of any description and you were all up here and you were all naked, what would you be doing?’”

She was a little flustered and not a little embarrassed. “I guess I’d … er … we’d…”

“…Be on one of the beds making a lovely mess out of each other’s cunts,” added Rebecca Clarke finishing off what Helen Deville had been trying to say. “We’d use our tongues, and then we’d use our…”

“All right Rebecca,” I said interrupting, “we get the picture.” I turned to Helen. “So, if you’re with my sister or one of your other friends or with my girlfriend or Maddy on one bed and I was on the other with one of the girls and if you couldn’t see me and chose to ignore whatever noise was being made what would be the difference?”

“None I suppose,” she said with a little grin.

“Hey now we’re getting somewhere,” said Maria laughing. “Though the real question is--” she looked at her two friends “--which of you two sluts is going to get fucked first?”

Rebecca and Josephine both started to say yes but Vikki got in before them. Reaching for my trousers she pulled a coin out of the fob, or coin, pocket of my trousers and yelled out, “Beccy, call,” as she tossed it high in the air.

She called tails, and when it landed as a tail she jumped for joy.

Jo’ took it very philosophically. “Oh well,” she said grinning, “at least I won’t have to wait for seconds,” she turned to Vikki, “Will I?”

“Jo’,” said Vikki, “I wasn’t lying at lunch.” She looked from her to my sister to Rebecca and finally to Helen who was still holding onto my hands. “When I said he’d be able to come four times without going soft I wasn’t lying.” She turned to Rebecca. “Now isn’t it time you moved to your bed?”

This time I hesitated before I let Helen go. I purposely looked her up and down as I let her go. “Are you okay now?” When she nodded I asked, “Okay enough to let me undress you and see you naked?” She nodded again nervously. “Same rules apply to you as I told your friends in the dining hall. If this gets too uncomfortable, if you get too scared this stops immediately. Do not go through with this because you think you have to or because you feel any sort of peer pressure.”

Helen Deville looked at me, she looked vaguely insulted. “They are my best friends they wouldn’t do that to me. Why would you think…?” She suddenly stopped and four girls, my sister included, were standing there hands on hips lookin daggers at me.

I held my hands up palms out in mock surrender. “Oh that was the last thing I meant, the last thing I intended to say Helen, girls,” I said. “What I meant was that you might feel you have to, not because of what your friends might say but because of the pressure you put on yourself.” I took her back in my arms and cuddled her to me again. “I guess what I’m trying to say is just enjoy as much or as little as you feel comfortable with. Okay?”

“Yes,” she said with a smile and a nod of her head. “Now are you going to undress me or what?”

I didn’t answer, with my left hand I reached for the buttons of her crop top that revealed a considerable amount flesh both above and below her belly-button. Seconds later her top and bra was gone and she was topless and enjoying showing her little pear-shaped breasts. About a minute after that, and with not a little difficulty thanks to being virtually one-handed, her short skirt and cotton panties had finally disappeared to show off a sparse growth of pubic hair that colour-wise was a fair match for her curly, shoulder-length blonde hair.

I watched her grab Vikki’s hand, give her a little sidelong glance, flutter her eyelashes and ask, “Can we…? Will you…?”

“Of course I will. Can Maria join us?” responded Vikki. When Helen nodded enthusiastically she turned to Madeleine. “Maddy, will you help my Justin with ‘Becca and Jo’?”

Madeleine grinned. “Oh I don’t think he’ll need much help Vikki.”

“Oh I think he will Vikki, I think he will,” said Vikki turning back as she began moving to the bed on the right side of the room with my sister and her friend Helen. “Oh I know Justin has come a long way in a short time but they are only 13 and Justin was a complete stranger until today.”

This made Madeleine laughed, and it was a lecherous, dirty laugh. “Point taken. And the other girl will need something to occupy her … er … mind, won’t she?”

“Something like that.”

Vikki grinned and turned and I watched my naked girlfriend walk away with my naked sister and her naked roommate Helen. It was then that a random thought popped into my head. What a school this would be if they turned it into a coed school and allowed boys to board here as well. However the thought wasn’t allowed to stay there as a hand tapped me on the shoulder.

“Hey come on you,” said Rebecca as, with Jo’s help, she pulled me towards her bed, “you’ve got a cunt to lick into shape and fuck. And don’t forget,” she smiled, “you have to fuck Jo’ too.” She looked across to where my Vikki had settled on the bed with Helen and my sister. “And there might be Helen if Mari’ and Vikki help settle her down.”

I watched as Rebecca Clarke lay down on the bed, spread her arms and legs and looked up at me with longing on her face. “Come get me Justin,” she said as she stroked her pussy with the first two fingers of her right hand. “Come on, you don’t have to lick my pussy,” she put a wet finger to her mouth and licked it. “Come on Justin I’m wet enough that you can fuck me now.”

“Oh no he can’t,” said Madeleine immediately. “Take it from somebody who’s been there and fucked that!” she pointed to my hard 11-inches. “You will need to be properly prepared, and besides,” she smiled lecherously, “Vikki is right you really do need to experience Justin’s way with a cunt.”

Making a concerted effort to forget about my left ankle which, if the truth be told wasn’t bothering me much anyway, I moved up close to Rebecca and pressed my cock against her right hip as I kissed her lips gently. After staying there for a few seconds I began kissing my way down over her chin to her neck which I smothered in kisses before I gently tongued and licked each of her ears which almost drove her to distraction and made her reach for my cock.

I slapped her hand away. “Oh no you don’t,” I said, “it touches you, you don’t touch it until I’ve finished fucking you.” I smiled at her as she simply looked at me, lust in her eyes and with her tongue licking her top lip. “I’d say making love to you Rebecca,” I said as I moved my hand to her left breast and rubbed a nipple that was fully erect and a good half-inch in length, “but I only make love to Vikki.” I smiled as I squeezed her small breast and rubbed her nipple with my thumb. “Everyone else I just fuck!”

“But that’s still good Becky,” said Madeleine reaching across to kiss her lips. “Trust me, after Monday night I should know.” She laughed. “Believe me my pretty little kitty, when he fucks you you’ll stay fucked.”

I kissed my way down to Rebecca’s sternum deviating only momentarily to give her tits a quick lick and kiss before continuing down to her navel. At that point I heard a cross between a sigh and a groan that told me she wasn’t happy with my very brief stopover at her breasts.

I looked up and saw her looking at me and then her tits and then back to me again. “Believe me,” I said, “I wish I could give them more time too.” I made a point of looking at Jo’ who sitting naked by Rebecca’s head and stroking her hair as she waited patiently and across the room to Helen who, judging by the noises she was making, seemed to be over any possible stage fright she might have had. “But I think I need to allow equal time to your two friends don’t you.”

She nodded slowly and hesitantly as she looked down to her a pussy that didn’t look big enough to take a cock my size. “In that case then do you think it might be a good idea if you…?”

“Yes I do,” I answered.

I faced away from her and moved my left hand between her legs and began to rub the first two fingers up and down and between her lips. Then while I kissed my way down to a small patch of pubic hair that was lighter in colour than her brunette hair colouring I rested my right wrist on the inside the top of her thigh, waited to see if it caused any discomfort, and when it didn’t I began to gently massage her clitoris that was out and demanding attention.

“Oh, oh, oh yes!” she cried as I kissed my way over her pubic hair and reached her clit with my mouth. “OH FUCK!” she screamed as I took the nubbin between my lips and ran my tongue across it’s tip. “OH GOD, OH FUCK!!!” she cried as I pushed the two fingers of my left hand into her pussy, turned it, found that spot and began to rub and tap until she couldn’t take any more, until her hips began to lift off the bed and I was forced to move my right arm out of the way.

“FUCK I’M COMING, I’M COOMMMIIIINNNNNG!!!” and she was screaming and screaming until suddenly the noise stopped.

I figured I already knew what had made her stop but I looked anyway and saw that I was right. Maddy and Jo’ were taking turns at giving her full blown French kisses with tongue and the works while they each massaged one of her breasts.

My fingers were getting real wet now so I pulled them out causing her to thrust her hips upwards searching for the departing digits. Rebecca pretty soon relaxed though when she realised that I had only removed my fingers so that my mouth and tongue could replace them.

She must have been really grateful because she came again almost immediately, and yet again not thirty seconds after that.

That third climax had already told me that she was ripe for fucking, but a voice from behind me saying “so are you going to fuck me or what?” decided me.

I turned around to face Rebecca and saw that she was using Jo’s right thigh and Maddy’s left one as a pillow. Jo’ had her right arm around Maddy while Maddy had her left arm around Jo’, and they each had their other hand on the Rebecca Clarke breast that was closest to them. It was a cosy, sexy and very sensual looking scene and would have made me iron hard if I wasn’t that way already.

I moved until I was kneeling between Rebecca’s spread legs, slid my left hand underneath and onto her bottom until I was gripping her small buttocks, lifted her up until her pussy was lined up with my cock and then looked at her. Her smile, the contented look on her face, the feeling of anticipation I got from her should have been enough but I had to ask, I would always ask.

“Now’s the time Rebecca,” I said. “If you want me to…”

“Please Justin,” said a desperate sounding Rebecca, “I need it. I need you to fuck me.”

I began to rub my cock up and down the length of Rebecca’s tiny slit which had already begun to flower open in preparation for receiving my cock and was getting ready to try and slip the head in when a familiar face appeared next to my cock.

“Do you think a little lubrication would help?” asked Vikki as Maria and Helen moved to help make Rebecca feel good.

“Couldn’t do any harm,” I said grinning.

Vikki didn’t hesitate. She knee-walked back a pace, leant forward, tilted her head back and to the complete amazement of my sister and her friends deep-throated me in one continuous swallow before moving her mouth on and off me several times.

“Holy cow!” said my sister. “You have got to teach me how to do that.”

Vikki smiled as she took her mouth off my cock. “Why don’t you get your mum to show you she can deep-throat it too, and I know she told you.” Vikki then turned to me and slapped my naked arse. “Okay boyfriend, fuck the little slut--” Rebecca smiled at that “--but do it gently.”

And I did. I eased the head of my cock into her pussy and held it there while she took a deep breath and let it out slowly and while five naked girls comforted her in the only way they knew how.

Slowly but surely, inch by inch I eased my cock into her as she lifted her legs up and rested her feet on my shoulders. From this position I couldn’t get my whole length into her but that was fine and it was a comfortable fuck, especially for Rebecca. And then I eased my right hand across to toy with her clit which I did, much to her delight, a delight she couldn’t voice with Jo’s mouth covering hers but which she could show by trying to force her hips up to my thrusting cock.

I didn’t do it hard, I fucked her gently with long smooth strokes until my cock eased its way against her cervix. As I was fucking her I continued to rub her clit with my thumb, and then it hit, orgasm number four and nothing could hold her.

“OH FUCK, OH FUCK. OOHHH FUUCCCKKKK!!! I’M COMING!” she screamed as she pressed her hands into the bed and forced herself up and onto my cock until only her shoulders were touching the bed.

Then ten more minutes of fucking produce numbers five, six and seven and the same noisy reaction before I climaxed hard into Rebecca Clarke’s 13-year-old pussy, withdrew from her cum-filled cunt and knee-walked up the bed until I could waggled my still-erect cock in her face.

“Now,” I said grinning, “you can touch it. And, you can lick it clean.” Which she did, taking great delight in the task as she did so.

“Oh God!” cried Rebecca as she finished her clean up job. “That was … that was… Fuck! You know you two are something else,” she said as she looked down to where I saw my Vikki cleaning up her pussy.

When she looked up and saw us looking Vikki smiled. “Well, can’t waste it can I?”

We all laughed and then I felt a small hand grip my erection. I looked down and saw Josephine Wilkinson lying face down on the bed, head close to my cock, holding it in her right hand as she examined it closely.

She turned to Rebecca. “What was it like? Was it good. How many times did you come? Did it hurt?”

Becky smiled contentedly and then thought for a moment. “Fantastic, yes, seven I think, and no it didn’t hurt.”

“Wow!” said Jo’. She looked at me, fluttered her eyelids and grinned. “So is it my turn or what?” she asked even as she lay face up on the bed.

An hour later three girls lay sprawled out on the one bed. Legs and arms were stretched across each other and they all wore contented, well-fucked expressions. At the end of the bed Vikki, Madeleine, Maria and I were standing there dressed and were surveying the scene when the door opened and Brenda Calloway walked in with my parents.

“Well,” said the principal as she took in the sight of the three naked 13-year-old girls on the one bed, “this must have been a scene of some debauchery.” She moved close to the bed and ran a finger up between the lips of each girl’s pussy. “Uumm! I thought these darling little girl pussies may have been a little messier.” She turned to face the four of us. “Unless of course…” She left the rest hanging.

Vikki of course didn’t. She smiled lasciviously as she said, “Well it is polite to clean up after my boyfriend. And besides, he does have the yummiest tasting cum!”

Brenda Calloway merely smiled as she looked at me. “I’d say that makes you quite a man Justin Robertson.”

“And a delicious fuck,” came the tired, self-satisfied of Rebecca Clarke from the bed.

We all laughed.

Thirty minutes later we were all in the Tarago having accepted an invitation to attend a school Christmas party near the end of the school year. This time we had Maria for company while Brenda and Leigh Calloway, Evan Collins and a whole gaggle of girls headed by Rebecca Clarke, Josephine Wilkinson and Helen Deville were there to see us off. Apparently Paullina Bettino wanted to be here to but had already left for the weekend with her family.

We were just about to go when Rebecca raced around to the driver’s side and got my dad to open his window. When he did she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. “Hey Mari’s daddy, we didn’t manage to get together so you’d better make sure we get … er … closer acquainted at Christmas,” and she reached in, grabbed his hand and placed it on her right breast. “And don’t forget,” she added, “you promised to try and get me a copy of the ‘Sins’ concert.”

Dad didn’t get a chance to answer because Vikki, who was in the middle seat with me, leaned across me and out of the window before she said, “Consider it done Rebecca. With any luck I reckon we’ll have it in the post for you during the week.”

Then after some heartfelt goodbyes we were off home with Mum driving and Madeleine keeping her company while dad shared the rear seat with Maria and Vikki and I occupied the middle seats.

On the way home dad and Maria seemed keen on renewing acquaintances seeing as how they missed each other at her school while mum was concentrating on her driving and Madeleine was just happy to relax in the front seat.

As for Vikki and I, well we relaxed and were happily tired as we listened to ‘The Eagles’ on the way home. I think we lasted as long as the brilliant, and instantly recognisable, fifty second intro and the first line ‘on a dark desert highway’ of the classic ‘Hotel California’ before we fell asleep.

The next thing I knew we back in Cotton Way, it was about twenty after six and a welcoming committee consisting of Stuart and Jill McLelland, their son Ross and Jill’s younger brother Jim Redmond were waiting to greet us.

They all looked as if they’d rushed to get dressed, which gave a clue, if one was needed, to what they had been up to before we arrived home.

“Oh no!” said Vikki suddenly panicking. “Me and Justin were supposed to go to the police station and make statements. Shouldn’t we…?”

“Already taken care of,” said my mother grinning. “Your father took care of that after he took care of our randy daughter. He phoned Detective Brewer who agreed to you going to the station tomorrow lunchtime. Good enough?”

Vikki nodded and so did I.

“Okay then,” said my father, “now you only have three things to worry about. You have to help us greet these nice people. Justin you have to have sex with your sister. And then,” he grinned, “don’t the three of you have an orgy to go to!”

CHAPTER 72: MARIA’S VIRGINITY

Instead of parking in our driveway dad had parked in the street outside our house and Vikki and I followed mum and Maddy onto the footpath outside our house where we were quickly joined by dad and Maria.

The McLelland’s and Jim Redmond, Jill’s younger brother, walked over to greet us, and Vikki was the first to greet them as introductions were made. She walked up to each in turn and hugged them, a huge smile on her face saving a tearful but happy Jill McLelland until last.

I watched as the woman hugged her for the longest time before she pulled back and smiled at Vikki. “You know over the last couple of days I wondered if I would see that smile again.”

Then, after her husband and her son and her brother Jim had all shaken my hand in welcome, and in congratulations and had all gone to talk to my parents and my sister, she came over and hugged me, bringing Vikki with her as she did so. And she was careful of my bruised ribs. “My but you are a really special couple,” she said. And turning to Vikki she added, “if you could spare a few minutes there are three people who would like to see that gorgeous smile. Can you?”

“Of course. But who…?” Vikki stopped as we saw Jill McLelland wave towards her house.

I wondered what was happening when I saw three people come out of the McLelland’s house. Then I saw Vikki shed a few tears as she began running towards the three of them as they started running towards her. As she got to them she hugged each of them individually and passionately before she brought them over to me.

“Justin Robertson,” said Vikki as she took my hand, “I’d like you to meet three very special, very beautiful people. Andrea Crossley, her husband Jim and their close--” and at this she smiled “--friend Henry Williamson.” She cuddled close into me. “When you told me to run darling I ran right into these gorgeous people naked and scared witless.” She walked over and hugged the three of them to her in a group hug. “How can I ever thank you?” she asked.

Andrea Crossley looked at her and then at me. “I think you underestimate the part you and your wonderful young man had in this,” she said. “And anyway just seeing the two of you together is payment enough.”

“Well,” said my mother as she walked over to us, whether or not it is payment enough we would like to invite you over for dinner and a few drinks as a kind of a thank you. Stuart and Jill, their son and Jill’s little brother--” she smiled at this “--have already agreed to come.” She thought for a second. “How about we make it…”

“We can’t make it Monday,” said Vikki quickly. And at my surprised expression and the questioning glance from my mother she added, “I think we might going to that hunky doctor’s place for dinner.” She grinned. “You remember, that nice doctor that was fucking Lois last night.”

“How could we forget,” responded my mother. “Tell me is he married?”

“Yes,” answered Vikki. Then she looked at me as she added, “They have a pretty little 15-year-old daughter, Leanne.”

I grinned in answer. “Now why would you look at me when say that Vikki?”

“Oh I don’t know. She’s young, she’s pretty.” Vikki then made a point of looking down at my groin before she looked back into my eyes. “And let’s face it, when she sees that, and especially when she sees it in action, she’s bound to want some of it.”

“And what makes you say that?”

“Oh just something Lois said.”

“You mean…?” I left the question unfinished, but Vikki answered me anyway.

“Yes that does mean that Lois will be there.” Vikki laughed. “It also means that you’ll be a busy boy. But you don’t mind that do you?” she asked grabbing my hand. “At least not these days.”

“Well I was going to suggest Monday night. Okay, I guess that means we’ll rule that one out then,” said my mother simply. She turned to  my father. “And we’re all going to the Johnson’s on Tuesday night for a thank-you-orgy aren’t we?”

My father nodded. “But as far as I know Wednesday night is good.” After turning to the Crossleys’ and Henry Williamson and getting their approval for that night dad looked at Vikki and I. “How about you two?”

I looked at Vikki as I felt a little body snuggled into my other side, as I felt my little sister give me a loving kiss on the cheek. When I saw just the briefest nod of the head I said, “Wednesday night it is.”

Everyone nodded their agreement at that and then the three of them came over to me and I officially introduced my sister Maria having quickly realised that they would have already met my parents on Wednesday night.

They all hugged and kissed her before Andrea Crossley turned to my little sister and said, “Maria, you look after this gorgeous big brother of yours.”

“Oh I plan to,” said my sister with a cheeky grin, “just as soon as I can get him into the house and up into his bedroom!”

“Well in that case--” said Andrea turning to me “--I won’t hold you up young man. I just wanted to say that you are a remarkable young man with a very special girlfriend, and I think it would be a real pleasure to get to know you better.”

Vikki just couldn’t help herself, she laughed fit to bust bringing everyone’s attention onto her.

“What…?” asked a confused Andrea Crossley. “What did I say?”

Vikki settled down and her irrepressible laugh turned into a giggle and finally into just a smile. To my mother and Jill McLelland she said, “Andrea said it would be a real pleasure to get to know Justin better.”

This, of course, started my mother and Jill laughing which set Maria off which in turn set off Madeleine and my father, Stuart McLelland and Jim Redmond.

“What?” asked Andrea again as she turned to Vikki. “Come on what did I say?”

My mother decided to answer for her. “I’m afraid you’ll just have to wait until Wednesday night Andrea. But I think I have to ask if you enjoy taking your meals from other people’s menus or are you strictly a two-man woman?”

“Oh no,” said Andrea Crossley. “As long as there are some tasty treats on the menu for my men then I’ll take all the men you can … er … serve up.”

Mum then indicated herself and Jill and my Vikki and Madeleine and Maria. “How about the five of us, are we tasty enough?”

She didn’t answer she just indicated the grins on her husband and Henry Williamson’s face. “Does that answer your question?”

Maria was still pressing up against me and she started tugging at my hand, an action that was spotted by my mother.

“Okay Maria, off you go.” She smiled. “And take Justin with you. No, leave Maria’s stuff,” mum added when I went to grab it from the van, “your father and I will bring it in later. “Now GO!”

“What’s Maria in such a hurry for?” asked Jill McLelland. Then she took a look at the anticipatory bulge in my groin and answered her own question. “Oh I see!”

“Well I don’t,” said Andrea Crossley completely mystified.

Maria, who had been edging me away, turned and looked at the woman. “Let’s just say that I’m going to give my brother the greatest gift a girl can give any man.”

Andrea Crossley smiled, finally understanding. “Well I hope he appreciates it.”

“Oh he will,” said a grinning Maria. “He most definitely will.” She turned to Vikki. “Are you coming Vikki or what?”

“Why,” asked a grinning Vikki, “do you need me to hold your hand?”

“Or something,” responded Maria laughing.

In a matter of seconds the three of us were off into the house as Jill and Andrea both said, “Isn’t that sweet.”

We went upstairs to my room and once inside I turned my little sister to face me. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Oh Justin are you kidding? After seeing you with ‘Becca and Jo’ and Helen, and after seeing how you were really, really good with fucking them I want what they got.” She smiled and placed her hands on the hem of her Shania Twain T-shirt .

I took her hands off her top and took her right hand in my left. “Maria Anne Robertson--” I said “--you’re not going to get what your friends got, you’re going to get better. I fucked them, I’m going to make love to you,” I looked to Vikki who, of course, was already naked. “Just like I do to my sweet loving girlfriend.” Then I allowed Maria to move her hands to the hem of her T-shirt and lift it off herself, exposing breasts that were more than a handful, especially for a 13-year-old girl.

I knelt down then, taking the opportunity to kiss her breasts and run my tongue across firm, erect nipples as I did so while I felt around the waistband of her skirt with my left hand.

“Oh, oohh, ooohhhh!” cried Maria as I took each nipple between my lips and suckled gently before I nipped them lightly with my teeth. “OHH FUUCCCKKKK!”

I undid the button and zipper on her skirt while Vikki moved up close behind her and pressed her breasts into Maria’s back as she took over massaging my sisters tits. When the skirt dropped to the floor Maria stepped out of it and I placed it onto the bed on top of the T-shirt already there. And this of course meant that, true to what had now become almost a tradition with the women and girls in our little group, she was now naked.

She moved a stride apart and looked down at me hands on hips while my girlfriend continued to toy with her breasts. “Well,” she said grinning, “are you going to kiss it hello or what?”

Of course I did. And I ran my tongue up through the pouting lips before deciding to have a little fun. “So--” I said “--you’re ‘Miss. Cunt’ and you belong to my sister Maria Anne.” I kissed it again and this time allowed my tongue to push just a little way inside. “Well I’m ‘Mr. Lips’ this is ‘Mr. Tongue’ and we’re pleased to meet you. Of course you know the young man we belong to, he’s Justin Robertson your brother. You know I think he might want us to touch you again. He might even want us to touch that little bud there that’s beginning to look in need of some attention. What do you think?”

Joining in the game Maria produced a squeaky voice while pretending to be her pussy and a pair of hands came down and gently separated her labia in time to her voice as she said, “I think we’d like that. This is my special friend ‘Miss. Clit’ and I think it’s going to be a pleasure. You know us cunts and clits, and there are plenty of us, are horny little devils, we like to get licked and sucked and kissed. But I’ve spoken to other cunt friends of mine, except that they call themselves ‘Miss. Pussy’, who belong to other girls and they say that there’s something better than you ‘Mr Lips’ and your friend ‘Mr. Tongue’. They say that your owner might have one of these too. Don’t s’pose you’d know what that would be?”

Suddenly Vikki’s pussy appeared next to Maria’s and she brought her hands down to toy with her pussy lips in the same way Maria was as she produced her own squeaky voice. “You know they’re right Maria Anne’s ‘Miss. Cunt’,” said Vikki in that squeaky voice as she tried not to laugh, “there is something better than ‘Mr. Lips’ and ‘Mr. Tongue’ here,” and she took a finger off the left lip of her pussy and ran it along my slightly open mouth before touching the tip of the tongue I poked out giving me a taste of how wet she was before she moved her fingers back to her labia. “Indeed Justin Robertson the owner of ‘Mr. Lips’ and ‘Mr. Tongue’ here, your brother, has one and my owner, her name is Vikki Thompson by the way has allowed it inside me. His name is ‘Mr. Cock’.”

By this stage Vikki and Maria were having the greatest difficulty keeping from falling about laughing as they managed to keep up what was tantamount to a pussy puppet show.

“You know you should try it, ‘Miss. Cunt’,” said Vikki in that squeaky voice as she turned to face Maria and brought her pussy so close to my sister’s that it almost seemed as though they were going to touch as they had their ‘conversation’.

“Oh I would,” said Maria in her own squeaky fashion as she used her own hands on her own pussy lips, “but ‘Miss. Cunt’ here ain’t having nothing done to it until she sees… Whats his name?”

“‘Mr. Cock’.”

“Exactly,” said Maria in her normal voice. “But my ‘Miss. Cunt’ ain’t gonna let just any old ‘Mr. Cock’ up it.”

“Sounds like a fair request to me,” said Vikki trying not to laugh as she almost lost her squeaky voice. “Er … Mr. Robertson sir,” said Vikki in the role of her pussy.

“Yes ‘Miss. Cunt’!” I said in my most commanding and firm voice as I joined in the charade.

“My owner, Mistress Vikki Thompson, would like it if you introduced ‘Mr. Cock’ to your sister, to Maria Anne’s Miss. Cunt.”

“I’ll see,” I said in that same commanding voice, “I’ll ask him.” I felt them looking at me as I said, feeling rather silly, “‘Mr. Cock’ would you like to meet your sister Maria Anne’s ‘Miss. Cunt’?”

I opened my zipper but didn’t take my cock out. Instead I put my left hand inside and wiggled it around as I whispered while pretending to be the voice of a cock. “Why I would be delighted.”

The charade and the playing around ended there as I stood and took my cock out pointed the iron hard column of flesh at Maria’s leaking pussy. “Are you ready?” I asked as I took her in my left arm.

“Oh yes, YES!!!” she said as she undressed me with Vikki’s help, taking care as always of my broken arm.

Vikki took hold of my left arm then and pointed to my bed as she eased me towards it. “Lay down,” she ordered grinning all the while. “This is our show isn’t it Mari,” added Vikki turning to Maria and using the shortened version of my sister’s name.

“Ooh, I like the sound of that,” said my sister as I lay down in the centre of my bed. She moved over to Vikki and kissed her on the lips with an open mouth and a little tongue. “What should I do now?”

Vikki just looked at her and laughed. “Well if you don’t know then you’re not the slut I think you are. Now climb aboard my handsome boyfriend’s face while being careful of his arm and let his talented mouth and tongue and fingers work you over and I guarantee you’ll be screaming the place down within thirty seconds.”

Maria didn’t need to be told twice she hopped onto my bed and spread her legs either side of my head avoiding my right arm with all the dexterity and agility that a fit, young and exceptionally horny 13-year-old could manage. And then moving one knee at a time she gradually lowered her dripping pussy onto my open mouth and my tongue that was already out and wiggling with anticipation.

It took a few seconds but eventually my tongue came into contact with a pussy that had flowered open. And still it lowered an inch more until my tongue had nowhere to go but inside until it contacted her inner labia. Then I tilted my head slightly, contacted her clit and I was flicked it with my tongue.”

“Oh fuck, oohh fuuccckkkk, OH FUCK!!! Oh Vikki I’m gonna fucking come already!” screamed Maria as I readied the first two fingers of my left hand.

“Did I say thirty seconds,” came Vikki’s voice. “Jesus that took around ten.”

“Like mother like daughter,” came my mother’s voice from around the area of my doorway. “Can Maddy and me stay and watch while your father takes the van back?” asked my mother.

I didn’t know who she was asking considering I had my sister’s cunt in my face, but I found out when I heard Vikki say, “Only if you strip off. This is a clothes free zone until Maria here loses her metaphorical virginity.

“Hey--” came Maddy’s voice “--who turned you into a dictionary?”

“Well if I hang around this family long enough something’s got to rub off. Right?” responded Vikki. “No--” continued Vikki trying not to laugh as she responded to a gesture that I obviously couldn’t see “--not that. I mean that goes without saying.”

I’d eased off to give my little sister time to recover. I decided it was time to up the ante. Pushing my two fingers into her pussy attracted a long sigh that turned into a scream as I found her spot and drummed them rapidly while I continued working her clit with my tongue.

“Oh fuck,” she cried, “I’m coming again. OH FUCK, OHH FUUCCCKKK, OOHHH FUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! I’M COMING!!!”

And that was when I discovered that Maria had something in her make-up that she didn’t get from her mother. Or at least it hadn’t happened any time I’d performed cunnilingus on mum. She was a squirter.

That was when I caught mum and Vikki laughing as they knelt by the side of the bed. And then suddenly my face was clear, Maria’s pussy was gone and she was standing by the side of the bed laughing fit to bust.

“So,” she said in between fits of the giggles, “are you gonna fuck me or what?”

“I think I might be able to manage that,” I said before I turned to Vikki. “You knew didn’t you? That Maria would squirt me like a mini firehose.” I began to laugh along with my mum and Maria and Maddy who had joined in. “That was why you had me lay down and Maria sit astride me.”

“Of course I did,” and she began to kiss and lick my face clean of Maria’s juices. “So, do you think she’ll be a hit tonight at Robin and Sarah’s?”

“Are you kidding,” I said as Maria climbed back on the bed positioned herself astride me, took hold of my cock and positioned it at her cunt.

“There’s not much pressure behind it yet,” said Vikki grinning, “but I reckon if we get them positioned right, get Mari’ to lift up and thrust at the right time, that some lucky guy might get a face full of cunt cream.”

“Cunt cream?” queried Maddy giggling as she took a close look at what little of my sister’s pussy juice that remained. “Don’t look like cream to me.”

“Nor me,” added my mother grinning. “Now come on children,” she added looking from me to Maria, “get fucking. After all we do have a friend of Justin’s coming, and it would be rude not to be ready to greet him.”

“Except that that would be my responsibility wouldn’t it Mary?” said Maddy with a grin. “After all he is my date to the orgy.”

“In that case then--” said mum taking her hand “--you should freshen up and put on some clothes.” She laughed. “I mean I’m quite sure he’d like to see you naked sweetheart, but I’m equally sure that you’d like to retain a little mystery before we unleash one of Vikki’s Friday night orgies on him.”

All this time Maria had been rubbing her pussy lips over the head of my cock and sighing softly. Then as she watched mum and Maddy leave the room she dropped her hips until the head of my cock slipped inside.

“OH!” she cried. “OH GOD!” she cried again as she stopped and squeezed her inexperienced pussy muscles around the head of my cock. “Oh that is so cool,” she sighed as she cuddled Vikki who sat on the bed near my hips and facing Maria. “It sure beats the crap out of dildos and vibrators.”

And then Maria did something that I never expected. She dropped her hips by kneeling on the bed from her squat position and didn’t stop until the head of my cock almost burst through her cervix.

“I … OH FUCK … think I’m … OOHHH FUUCCCKKKK … “I’m ready to … OH … ready to take … OH GOD … ready to take it all.” Her eyes were watering and her head was resting on Vikki’s right shoulder as she stopped with my cock buried deep in her 13-year-old cunt.

I looked into my sister’s eyes as she looked down at me. I could see pain there, but I could also see determination. From what I knew of mum from stories they both related to me on the odd quiet night at home I knew that she had a fierce desire to do anything, to try anything and that a little pain and suffering didn’t often stand in her way. I suspected that Maria was cut from the same cloth. And so it proved.

She lifted her head from Vikki’s shoulder and they whispered to each other before Maria kissed my girlfriend on the mouth as she moved her hands to her breasts and began to massage them. And that was when I felt her hips begin to lift, felt her knees begin to press into the bed as she eased off my cock until just the head of my cock was wrapped in the velvet embrace of her pussy lips. And then with a sigh as she stopped kissing Vikki she lowered herself down fraction of an inch by excruciatingly slow fraction of an inch until she touched base again.

At first I wondered how a 13-year-old girl could be this patient, and then I realised that that had to be what the whispering was about. It was advice from Vikki.

And then she started to lift up again. “Oh God!” I cried she began to squeeze her pussy muscles around my cock on the slow lift of her cunt from my cock. “Oh Maria,” I cried, “you can take fucking lessons from my girlfriend any time you like.”

She smiled. She was relaxed now having got used to the fit of my cock in her pussy. “You know Jus’,” she said with a grin as she returned to a squat and held my cock’s head with her pussy lips, “I read somewhere that size isn’t everything and that it’s quality not quantity that counts.” She giggled as she started to lower herself slowly again but not quite as slowly as the first time. “But I don’t reckon whoever wrote that got fucked by 11-inches of talent like this.”

“So, get on with it,” said mum appearing in the doorway. “Justin, Colin Bucknell has arrived and Maddy is doing her best to entertain him, but I’m sure she would appreciate some company.”

“Okay,” I said as I began to thrust up to my little sister’s slowly dropping pussy, “we’ll be…”

“I’m on my way,” said Vikki jumping off the bed and marching to the doorway.

Mari’ and I watched mum hold out her hands and press them into Vikki’s naked tits as she held her up. “Not like that you’re not young lady.” She smiled. “Young Colin is Madeleine’s date and I won’t have you stealing her thunder by going down there nude.”

Vikki smiled in return and watched Maria begin work up a slow fucking rhythm on my cock as she dressed. “Well it was worth a try,” she said.

Shortly after she was dressed and she left my bedroom with mum, which left Maria and I on our own. She lifted up until just an inch or two of my cock in her pussy, and then she leant forward pressing her breasts carefully against my chest as she kissed me passionately.

“I’ve dreamt … (kiss) … about this …(kiss) … for quite a while … (kiss) … now,” said my sister as she made tiny little movements with her pussy on and off my cock. “But I’ve wanted to do it even more since I heard about Monday and what you and dad and that Mr. Johnson did to that creep Mason.” She lifted up and started to fuck me rhythmically. “You know--” she said as she began a slow but steady up and down movement on my cock “--I think I’m gonna enjoy meeting the Johnson’s,” she said as she sat up and dropped down on my cock this time with a laugh. “Who knows, maybe I’ll get to fuck Mr. Johnson.”

I started to thrust up in time to her downward movements and pretty soon we had a good rhythm going as we worked towards finishing up so that we could quickly shower and greet Colin downstairs.

“Come on hero,” grinned my sister as she really started to work up a rhythm, “let me have some of that superman spunk. Come on big brother,” she said urging me on, “pound my cunt with that big cock of yours.

“Yeah that’s it superstud,” she said as I started to thrust up into her. Then she grinned. “Or should I call you ‘Power Pack’ or ‘Eveready’?”

“Who told you…?” And then I answered my own question. “Vikki of course.” And then I felt the familiar sensations building up inside me. “Are you ready little sis’?”

“Eveready,” she replied giggling as I pumped a fair load of semen into her thirsty pussy. And then she dropped down again as she added, “Oh fuck that felt good.” And then she jumped off my cock, which for a change I was able to will to behave itself and go soft, jammed a hand between her legs and over her pussy as she said, “Come on Jus’ we gotta get ready don’t we?”

It may have taken a minute or two longer than it should have but Maria and I did manage the shower without too much touchy feely and we did manage to dress and get downstairs in relatively good time.

Now I didn’t know what I should have been expecting when I walked into the lounge room but I shouldn’t have been surprised, and I guess really I wasn’t. What I saw was Madeleine sitting on Colin’s lap teaching him how to kiss a girl and teaching him that a girl’s tits aren’t just for looking at.

That was on one chair. On the other chair Vikki was sitting on my father laps with her head resting on his left shoulder while his left hand played with her left breast while her skirt was hiked up to her waist revealing her bald pussy if you were in the right position, and Colin was. Of course he could hardly keep his eyes off her which, knowing Vikki, was the plan.

Mum? She was stretched out on the couch with a considerable amount of thigh showing as she rested her head on a cushion and listened to a Hayley Westenra CD ‘Odyssey’ that she had just bought. The song that was playing was a duet she did on the album with Andrea Bocelli.

“So,” I said as I stood in the doorway with Maria, “are we ready to go or what?”

“Well I don’t know ‘Power Pack’,” said Maddy as she stood up, “that depends.”

“Yes--” said Colin Bucknell standing up and joining her “--that depends on how much your energy reserves are depleted.” He couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh ha-ha,” I said as they joined me along with Vikki who had jumped off with my father’s lap.

“Don’t wait up,” I said as we moved to go.

My father grinned. “Oh don’t worry, if I’m up it’ll be because of your mother!” He tried to move but couldn’t avoid the pillow my mother threw at him.

CHAPTER 73: FRIDAY NIGHT ORGY

After a long, slow and fun walk to Robin and Sarah’s place the first song we heard playing as an unexpectedly fully clothed Robin let us in was Tracy Chapman’s ‘Talkin’ Bout A Revolution’.

Without saying a word Robin took Vikki, Maddy, Colin and Maria into wherever the party was happening while telling me to stay where I was. I heard introductions being made, heard the noise of what seemed to be an extra large gathering of people and what I thought was the passionate swapping of kisses in the midst of that noise.

Finally after a long five minutes Sarah’s head appeared at the doorway just as the next Tracy Chapman song ‘Fast Car’ was stopped halfway through. “Okay we’re ready for you partner.”

I walked slowly into what I realised was a large open plan living area that combined a large lounge, dining area and an extensive and well-appointed kitchen. It was as I walked in and as Mariah Carey began singing that song that it dawned on me that things were going to get very soppy and very sentimental.

The applause started just as the diva began singing ‘Hero’ and I shouted, “Come on, I don’t need this. I’m no…”

I got shouted down by a person I hadn’t even met as, much to my relief, they turned off Mariah Carey. Not that I’m not a fan of her stunning voice, I am. But I would have preferred to listen to her under different circumstances, not when they were trying their collective best to embarrass me with all this hero nonsense.

“Don’t you even think about playing down what you did Justin Robertson,” said a young, tall and fairly solid young man with dark brown curly hair. He waved his hand and a pleasant looking plump girl with black hair appeared at his side. “My name’s Anton Martin and this horny baggage is my girlfriend Debbie Hawkins.”

I grinned. “Ah the girl that likes getting it from both ends! Now if remember rightly Anton here was getting the blowjob while you were getting it doggy fashion,” I looked around. “I don’t suppose that…?”

“No,” said Debbie grinning. “Richard and his cock aren’t here tonight. As a matter-of-fact apart from me and Anton and Vikki, oh and Robin and Sarah of course, the only person here tonight who was at that unfortunate orgy last Friday night is Naomi here,” and she indicated Naomi Johnson who was trying her best to be inconspicuous at the back.

“Okay,” said Anton taking charge of the conversation again, “now that that we’ve all been sort of introduced, I think it’s time Debbie and I officially thanked you for freeing Vikki here--” and he indicated my girlfriend who was happily snuggled in Robin’s welcoming embrace “--from that miserable fucker Mason. So thank you Justin, and thank you for Wednesday night.” He smiled. “So if you don’t mind, in celebration us guys are going to fuck Vikki stupid and the girls,” he pushed Debbie into my embrace, “starting with my Debbie are going to test out this much fabled superstud ability of yours.”

As Debbie wrapped her arms around me and my hands found their way onto her sumptuous behind I thought about protesting my sexual activities during the day as some kind of excuse in case I had some performance problems. Then I decided that I may as well go with it and see what happened.

She stepped back and began to carefully undress me. “Time to see what all the fuss is about,” she said as I looked around to see who had partnered off. What I saw first was that everyone, bar for Debbie and I, had undressed.

I looked for Vikki first of course as Debbie unbuttoned my shirt, slid it off my left arm and over my right shoulder and plaster cast encased right arm before she dropped it on the carpet nearby.

Vikki was part of a quite unique ménage à trois. My sister was doing a handstand while Vikki was bent from the waist and enthusiastically licking out her pussy while Robin was just as enthusiastically sawing his cock in and out of her cunt from behind.

Debbie then knelt down and began the task of removing my trousers as I saw two naked girls next to one another as they played cowgirl on two very ready and very erect cocks. It was as I was made to lift my feet one at a time that I realised that the owners of said cocks were my two previously shy and bookish friends from school, Colin Bucknell and Gerry Connolly, and that Maddy and Penny Wallace respectively were doing the riding.

My mind had been wandering as I was investigating the various couplings but it was soon brought back to the present when I felt a tongue lick the bulge at the front of my boxer briefs.

“Well--” said Debbie as she looked up “--that seems promising indeed.”

I smiled as I continued to look around the room. “Well I guess there’s only one way you’re going to find out,” I said.

In the corner near the stereo and the TV I saw Naomi Johnson on all fours with her head buried between the spreadeagled legs of Sarah Pendleberry while Anton was on his knees behind her with his hands on her hips as he fucked her hard and fast. That of course left Sean and Cindy and Mark and Lynn, and they had simply swapped partners.

It was just as I watched Mark kneel at Cindy Morrison’s pussy and lift her legs onto his shoulders before sliding his cock deep into her pussy that I felt my underwear being slid over my hips.

I looked down and watched Debbie Hawkins’s expression as she pulled the waistband out and over the head of my erect cock and down until its full length was revealed. And that’s when she stopped, looked up at my 11-inches, looked up at me and looked at my cock again.

“FUCK!!!” She pulled my briefs the rest of the way down and waited until I stepped out of them before she turned to my sister who was now standing the right way up but still having her pussy licked by Vikki who was still getting fucked by Robin. “Maria, this fucking slut here--” she pointed in Vikki’s direction “--said you were fucked by this tonight. She also said this was your first cock,” Debbie added as she waggled my cock from side to side. “How old are you?” she asked as she gave the head of my cock a long slow lick with her tongue.

Maria smiled as she held Vikki’s head against her pussy. “13. But I’ll be 14 at the end of May. And I’ll tell you something … UH! … Debbie, when I … UH-UUHH! … when I took the head up … OH GOD! … up my cunt … FUCK! … it was real neat.”

I could guess what was coming, what Vikki had planned. Before anyone could blink, she pulled off Robin’s cock, laid him down, slotted her cunt onto his cock and told Maria to sit astride his face and facing him as she winked at me. And it was just in time too.

“God I’m coming. I’M COMING!” screamed Maria as she held herself off Robin’s face, pulled back until her pussy was level with his neck and let go a stream of pussy juice straight onto his face much to his initial shock but eventual delight and much to everyone else’s amusement.

I looked up then and saw Penny and Madeleine giving head to Gerry and Colin. Evidently the guys hadn’t lasted long and the girls had obviously decided to try and put life back into a couple of tired soldiers.

Both Gerry and Colin looked a little embarrassed at the short time they had lasted and I was about to try and make them feel better when I saw Cindy Morrison, who was nearby and still getting fucked by Mark Pullar, touch them both on the shoulder.

“It’s not a competition guys, this is a party, this is social fucking. That was one, the next one’ll be two and that’ll be better.” She laughed and sighed as Mark continued to pound his cock in and out of her pussy. “And then, by the time you get around to the rest of us horny sluts, you’ll be … er … fucking champions!”

It was then that Sarah looked up from where she was still being licked out by Naomi, took one glance at Debbie and said, “Hey come on ya slut, get undressed!”

“Yeah,” said Anton looking over his shoulder from the other end of that threesome as he pounded Naomi’s pussy, “what’s the go? I mean you’re usually the first one undressed.”

She grabbed my cock for a second and started to wank it to the slow rhythm of Tracy Chapman who had started again on the stereo. “I think I might have been distracted, don’t you?” Then she let go of my cock and began to get undressed and didn’t stop until she was naked and revealing yet another bald pussy. “So--” she said posing for me “--where do you want me? How do you want me?”

“Well that depends--” I said “--on whether you want to do most of the work.”

“Sounds good to me,” she said, “because then I get to decide how quick or how slow we go and how much or how little of that monster I take up me.” She smiled. “Now all that’s left is where.”

I pointed to a vacant armchair at the other end of the room that would oversee all the goings on. “Well seeing as I’m feeling a little lethargic tonight I think that chair would be perfect.”

“And why are we not surprised that you’re feeling a little sluggish,” said Debbie quietly. “Vikki’s told us all about your exploits today. What was it twice this morning? Some nurse called Martha and then you fucked Maddy here didn’t ya,” and she indicated Madeleine who just lay back on the floor while Colin eased his erect again cock back into the welcoming velvet glove of her pussy.

“And what happened then?” continued Debbie with a rhetorical question. “As if fucking two horny sluts wasn’t enough you got two blowjobs courtesy of Vikki, and Maddy again on the way to your sister’s school.

“And then when you get there,” continued Debbie with a broad grin, “you fuck three of your sister’s friends to completion. And then as if fucking five different girls and getting two blowjobs wasn’t enough you fucked your sister too. So, no Justin, I don’t think any of us girls will be at all surprised if at sometime during the evening your ‘Power Pack’ runs out of charge.”

Debbie took a few seconds break then as she helped me over to the chair, sat me down, planted herself in my lap and eased herself onto my cock. First it was just the head as she sat slightly forward and held herself in check as she leant back into my chest and lowered herself down until she had taken all she could take from this position. Then she looked at me before we both looked over the scene in front of us.

There had been some changes, some very surprising changes. Sarah was being ‘tripled’. Sean was on his back with Sarah riding his cock while Anton Martin fucked her up the arse and while she gobbled up boyfriend Robin’s cock. That was taking place close to us and on our right.

On our left and also nearby Mark Pullar was on his back while a laughing Maria rode his cock and Naomi rubbed her pussy all over his face.

And with Gerry and Penny happily fucking away and with Colin laying full length while Maddy fucked him and while Vikki rubbed her pussy all over his face that just left two girls, both of who seemed happily engaged in a sixty-nine. It made me think for a second as Debbie bounced happily on my cock, and as I gently massaged each breast alternately with my left hand.

If somebody had told me last Friday that I would have had the week I had I would have thought they were crazy. Then if they had suggested that I would be taking part in an orgy with a girlfriend, seven of my classmates and my sister and that two of my classmates, Cindy Morrison and Lynn Eldridge would be engaged in that sixty-nine I would have been certain of it.

“Justin you have no idea how nice this is,” said Debbie Hawkins as she surveyed the scenes of debauchery being acted out in front of us. I looked down to where our genitals were joined and she slapped my leg. “No not that!” she laughed. “This whole thing, this whole friendly scene.” She squeezed my cock with her vaginal muscles as I moved my hand down to tenderly pinch and massage her clit. “You know its been quite a while what with fuckhead Mason being around since there has been so much obvious enjoyment at one of our little get togethers which, obviously, was the reason behind the little hero scene earlier. Now come on start fucking me!”

I pressed both feet to the floor and put a little pressure on. I waited to feel any pain through my left ankle and didn’t so I pushed some more as I lifted myself up into Debbie Hawkins’s pussy, still I didn’t feel any pain in my ankle.

That’s when Vikki looked up from where Colin had his tongue working on her pussy. “Ankle feeling better is it darling?”

I looked in Vikki’s direction as Debbie Hawkins held herself off me while I fucked my cock into her cunt. “Yes, I really think it is,” and I turned my attention back to Debbie as I threw caution to the wind and began to fuck her as hard as my depleted energy reserves allowed.

“Oooh yes!” she cried as her screams joined the others reverberating around the room. “Oh yes Justin fuck my cunt, fuck that big thing up me.”

I was doing exactly that. I wanted Debbie to climax, wanted her to know that this was for her enjoyment, her pleasure.

And then she did. “I’M COMING!” she cried. “I’M COMING ON A FUCKING TREE-TRUNK!!” she cried again as she continued to bounce on and off my cock. “OH, OOHHH, OOOHHHH!!! she twisted her body enough that she could look back over her shoulder and kiss me as I continued to rub her clit and pussy with my left hand and held her right hip carefully with my right. “OH FUCK!” she cried as she turned to the front and started bouncing even harder. “That was one … FUCK … this is … FUCK ME JUSTIN FUCK ME … this is two … OH GOD YES, YEESSS!!!”

She settled down, turned her head again and kissed me. Then she said, “you know mum always told me to express my feelings, do ya reckon I did okay?”

I didn’t get a chance to answer because a voice at our left said. “You certainly did, now get off and give another slut a shot. The only slut in this room who hasn’t had the pleasure.”

We turned together and saw Sarah standing there hands on hips grinning. “You know--” she said as she watched Debbie settle her pussy on my cock and her back against my chest “I’ve known Justin since Sunday and I think I’m just about the only girl or woman that’s met him that hasn’t been fucked by him.”

“Huh,” said a grinning Naomi Johnson who now standing having climaxed all over Mark Pullar’s face. “No you’re not. I’ve known him since Monday and my cunt hasn’t had the pleasure either. So--” she said grinning “--bags him after you.” She looked at the clock on a mantelpiece over a fireplace on the right side of the lounge which said that it was about ten after ten. “If there’s time.”

Debbie looked at me before she hopped off my cock. “You didn’t come Justin, are you…?”

I smiled. “Me! Debbie I’m fine, your pleasure is my pleasure. Believe me there’s nothing I like better than a woman sitting on my cock and screaming out that she’s coming.”

”See,” said Sarah grinning as Debbie hopped off. “Now fuck off so I can have my turn.” She looked at me as she prepared to take a seat and as Debbie was grabbed and pulled into a threesome by Robin and Naomi.”

I looked around and noted the changed couplings. Apart from Sarah and me coupling up I noted that Gerry couldn’t wipe the smile off his face as Lynn Eldridge rode his face and Cindy Morrison his cock. Beside them two more classmates, Sean and Mark, were double-teaming Madeleine while in front of both combinations Robin was fucking Naomi while she in turn was licking at Debbie’s pussy. The other changes meant that Colin was fucking my sister and Anton, Vikki and Penny were engaged in a threesome.

“Justin,” said Sarah as she continued to stand there, “do you have enough energy to fuck me from behind?”

I didn’t answer her. Instead I stood up, moved behind her, placed my left hand in her back to ease her forward, and then when she was bent over and her hands were both on the chair cushion I positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy and began to slide it home. From this position she was going to get plenty so I decided to fuck her slowly and easily.

As I slid just the head into her pussy I reached underneath with my left hand and massaged her left breast while I thumbed her nipple. “Get ready Sarah, here it comes,”  I said as began to slide my cock into her already lubricated pussy.

“Oh do it Justin do it,” she said as she pushed back onto my cock. “I’ve been waiting since I first saw this last Sunday night to have my hungry cunt filled with this.”

So I did. I fucked my cock all the way up her cunt until the head of my cock hit her cervix and my stomach slapped against her backside. And then I just stroked in and out of her pussy smoothly and with ever increasing speed until my stomach was hammering against the cheeks of her arse.

“Oh God, oh fuck me Justin. Oh yes, yeesss, YES, YEESSSS! COMING!! FUCK I’M COMING!!!” She turned her head on the side, laid it on the cushion and looked at me. “Come with me partner, blow a load up my pussy.”

It was building, I could feel it as I felt Sarah’s pussy squeeze my cock as she climaxed I decided there was no point in holding off so I gripped her hips, strongly with my left hand and gently with my right, and pounded her pussy until I knew I was ready.

“Quick hop up,” said Sarah, “I want to taste you.”

Not one to knock back such an offer I pulled out, straightened up and watched as Sarah knelt down, took my cock in her mouth, swallowed a good half of it and sucked happily until I fired several streams of semen into her hungry mouth. And, like a true slut, she didn’t spill a drop.

“Oh that was delicious,” said Sarah grinning as she stood up.

“And it was fun too,” I replied as I leant forward and kissed her getting the taste of my own cum as I did so. “Thank you Sarah.” I smiled then and added, “You know I think bowling with you in the team is going to be a lot of fun.”

It was then that we looked around and saw that the orgy had stopped and that naked, happy and well and truly fucked people had paired off with their original partners. They were just laying around cuddling and kissing in post coital bliss as they waited for their turn in one of two showers.

The two couples to shower first were Colin and Madeleine and Gerry and Penny who disappeared as Sarah snuggled into Robin’s arms and Vikki eased me gently back into the chairs and sat on my lap. “Well, this is nice,” said Vikki as she cuddled up and kissed me.

We talked, about what wasn’t as important as just being together, as we watched couples disappear to the showers and return. After Colin and Gerry returned with their partners Sean and Mark went to the two showers with their girlfriends and were followed upon return by Anton and Debbie and Robin and Sarah.

When Anton, Sarah and Robin returned without Debbie the rest of the crowd began to wonder where she was until she appeared a couple of minutes later with a roll of plastic wrap in her hand. “Well--” she said as all eyes stayed on her “--can’t have Justin’s cast getting wet in the shower can we?” She threw the box at Vikki who caught it cleanly. “Seems like a job for you girlfriend.”

Vikki jumped off my lap, pulled me up by my left hand and with great care double-wrapped the entire cast in plastic wrap before we followed Naomi and Maria out towards the showers. There was a roomier shower in the main bedroom towards the back of the house and Naomi and my sister generously let us have that one while they took the one halfway down the hallway on the left.

After setting the temperature of the shower and pushing me under Vikki began to wash me. She started by wetting my hair and putting shampoo through it, then she loved me by massaging it into my scalp and kissing me in between times. Once she finished shampooing my hair she moved my head away from the spray and allowed the shampoo to do its work as she grabbed the soap and began to wash my chest as she looked at me. She grinned and said, “This is my time. I’ve just decided that whenever we’re together I’m going to be the one to wash you.” She rubbed the soap between her hands, put the soap back and used the lather she’d built up to wash my cock which became almost instantly erect. “Oh I might have some pretty little help,” she laughed “just like I might want one of your friends to help you wash me. But I’m gonna be the one to wash the good bits,” and she began to masturbate me.

She knelt down, grabbing a wash cloth that was hanging up as she did so and she rinsed my hard 11-inches before she took it in her mouth and deep-throated me as she turned her eyes up and looked up at me. She didn’t have to say anything, her eyes said it all, they said that with all that had happened today, with all that had happened tonight just being here together in the shower was what was important. There was love in those eyes, a love of a kind I doubted that anyone else would ever see.

She didn’t however bring me to completion, she took her mouth off my cock, stood up and wrapped herself into my one-armed embrace and kissed me under the spray of the shower as she said, “Got to save some for Naomi. After all--” she grinned as she touched my still erect cock again “--I did say that every woman and girl we know should experience this eighth wonder of the world at least once. And besides,” she knelt down and kissed the tip before she straightened up again, “I need you to be able fire off at least one more round when we go to bed.”

I started to ask what she meant but she cut me off. “Uh-uh,” she grinned, “that’s for me to know and you to enjoy. But right now I think we should get this shower over and done with so that Naomi can enjoy your beautiful cock.” And with that she finished rinsing the shampoo from my hair that standing under the spray had started.

Five minutes later I had washed Vikki from head to toe, we had dried each other and we were walking out to where some couples were still fucking, other couples were dressed and dancing and still other couples were dressed and just talking. Naomi Johnson of course was waiting for me.

She grabbed me by my cock and began to lead me by it in the general direction of the chair. “This--” she said with fierce determination “--is all mine for now!”

As I was eased gently into the chair and facing the room, and as Naomi climbed onto my lap facing me and lowered her cunt onto my cock pressing her tits into my chest I glanced around the room at the final partnerships for the night.

And as Naomi began to move slowly on and off my cock, taking more of me with each turn, I saw Robin and Penny dressed and dancing while off to the side Colin, Cindy and Lynn were all still naked with Colin fucking Lynn while Cindy was getting her cunt licked. For Gerry’s part he was enjoying, and I mean enjoying, another threesome. This time he was fucking Debbie Hawkins while my Vikki was enjoying whatever he was doing to her pussy.

Also dressed and dancing to the sounds of Michael Bublè were Sean and Maria, though I had a feeling that he would find an opportunity to fuck her sooner than later while dressed and talking between themselves were Mark and Sarah and Anton and Madeleine. All in all it was a nice ending to what had been a good night.

Naomi looked at me as she finally took every inch of my cock and then she said loud enough so that everyone in the room could hear. “Oh fuck has this ever been worth the wait!”

That comment just about summed it up for everyone, and Sarah it was who said, as she curled up in the lap of Mark Pullar, “Worth it indeed,” she said as she looked at me as I peered over Naomi’s shoulder. And Justin, it’s all down to you.”

“And down to this lovely lady,” said Gerry Connolly as he stuck his head out from between Vikki’s thighs. “I mean look,” he said as Vikki slid off him and sat by his side allowing him to finger her pussy, “not so many days ago Colin and I were very much on the outer…”

“Oh I don’t know, I think…” Vikki began.

“Well I do know,” said Sean breaking off from the slow dancing he was doing with my sister. And he’s right. A week ago a group of us were a clique who pretty much had no time for anyone else.” He looked at Naomi and I, Naomi had taken an opportunity to change positions so that she was facing the room, looked at the way I was gently thrusting up into her tight pussy and then stared straight at me. “I mean we even took notice of ‘The Bitch’. And when you consider…”

I started to fuck Naomi harder as I began to search for the climax that would probably finish the evening. “…That the past is the past.” I grinned at Gerry who was still fucking Debbie Hawkins and had returned to licking out Vikki who had jumped astride him again. Then I smiled in the direction of Colin who was still enjoying the fruits of, classmates and Mark and Sean’s girlfriends, Lynn and Cindy’s Pussies. “Just tell me how else two old and five new school friends could enjoy a night like tonight. Now if you don’t mind,” I said grinning as I moved my the index finger of my left hand to her pussy and began to slide it in alongside my cock, “I’d like to bring Naomi off and then … er … bring the whole night to a … er … climax.”

“Hear-hear,” said Robin and Anton almost as one while Robin continued to dance with Penny Wallace and Anton began to smooch slowly around the floor with Madeleine.

My finger, after a few seconds searching, found Naomi’s G-spot and Naomi, who had been on edge for a while before that, quickly found voice. “Oh I’m coming, I’M COMING! OH GOD FUCK ME JUSTIN, FUUCCCKKKK MEE!! YES, YEESSS, YEEESSSS!!!”

“Me too,” I grinned as I felt a respectable third load pump from my cock into her pussy. Do you feel it Naomi, do you feel me coming? Can you feel my cum in your hot cunt?”

“Oh yeah,” she grinned, “I can feel it. My cunt’s hot and getting hotter.”

For five long minutes I fucked her through two more climaxes without coming myself saving my next climax, as requested, for Vikki. And then finally we finished and saw as we looked up that everyone else was dressed and standing around talking and listening to some more of Tracy Chapman who had replaced Michael Bublè on the stereo.

Then two sets of hands lifted Naomi off me and suddenly Vikki and Sarah were taking turns at cleaning Naomi’s pussy while Lynn and Cindy took turns at cleaning off my cock.

Ten minutes after that everyone was standing at the door making arrangements for how they were going to get home. Arrangements that were simplified when Naomi said that her mother, Angela, was picking her up and that there would be room for six who wanted a lift.

The six who would avail themselves of that lift quickly sorted themselves out when Vikki and Maria, and Colin and Madeleine decided to walk home with me. From that point I would leave it in the hands of mum and dad and Maria and Madeleine to decide whether one of them took Colin home or, if he stayed, where he slept.

Now with Anton having a car and driving him and Debbie home, and with Robin and Sarah already home that left just Colin and Penny, and Sean and Cindy, and Mark and Lynn, all of whom gleefully accepted the offer of a lift with Naomi’s mother.

And so it was as we were standing there waiting for Angela Johnson’s Tarago to turn up and everybody was trying to talk at once and say what an awesome night it had been. “I guess all in all,” said Penny with the final word, “Monday at school should be a blast!”

CHAPTER 74: VIKKI’S SPECIAL GIFT

As Vikki and Maria and Madeleine and Colin and I were halfway through the thirty minute walk home I phoned my parents to tell them we were on our way. It was mum that answered.

Once she had satisfied herself that my ankle was just about as good as new and that I wouldn’t have any trouble with the walk home mum said, “Of course it’s entirely up to the five of you what you decide to do and how you deal with Colin and whether he stays,” said mum with more than a hint of mischief in her voice.

“Oh Vikki and I already know what we’re doing.” I said. “The question is…”

“Pass the phone to Maria,” said my mother in a tone that said she already made some kind of a decision.

“Mum wants to talk to you,” I said handing my phone to my sister.

She took the phone, looked at Vikki and grinned. “Nice photo future sis’,” she said, “your cunt looks hot and wet.”

She turned her attention to the phone as we began to walk through the park. “Well it does mum, Vikki’s cunt looks hot… Would I what…? With you and dad…! Are you kidding, fucking oath I would… Sorry mum… Am I allowed to ask if daddy’s going to fuck me…? He is…! Wow, awesome… Yeah, okay mum.” She handed the phone back to me.

“Justin?”

“Yes mum I’m here.”

“Justin, ask Madeleine if she would like Colin to spend the night, then if Maddy says yes ask Colin if he wants to and if he needs to contact his parents.”

I did. Of course good old bashful Colin didn’t know what to say, even after a night when he’d had some kind of sexual contact with six different girls he was still tongue-tied. Madeleine however had no such problems.

“You’ll be staying Colin,” she said. “We’ll phone your parents and tell them you’re staying overnight. There, that’s all settled.”

“But, but…” he started to say.

“No buts Colin Bucknell, no buts. If you think I’m going to put up with these two fucking in one room,” she indicated me and Vikki, “and this little slut--” she indicated Maria “--and her parents in another room having noisy sex all by myself you are out of your mind.”

We were just approaching the tennis courts as I handed Colin my phone to call home, and we were leaving them behind as he got his parents approval about him spending the night with a girl. Then he handed the phone back looking slightly goggle-eyed. Apparently it was one thing to see Vikki and eight other girls naked all evening but quite another to see a picture of my naked girlfriend on my phone.

A short time later we were walking into the house and mum was calling out “we’re in here” rather unnecessarily as I heard the sounds of the Jacques Loussier Trio coming from the lounge room.

As we walked into the room Vikki and Maria laughed while Madeleine and I simply grinned. Colin however simply didn’t know where to look and tried to back out past Vikki and I having seen mum was lying on the couch which was angled partly towards the doorway and partly towards the TV, and seen that she was naked! Her head was on dads lap, he was wearing shorts, and as she lay stretched out on the couch dad was playing with her tits while she was running a finger between her labia.

“And just where do you think you’re going Colin Bucknell?” asked mum with a grin. “You’ve spent all evening fucking and having fun with any amount of gorgeous naked girls, you’re going to spend the night in Madeleine’s room fucking her and yet you’re embarrassed by seeing me naked. Now, COME HERE!”

I watched him walk over a little tentatively and stand just close enough for mum to be able to reach. It was enough. She reached up, wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down until her tits were pressing into his chest. “Welcome to the house of sex!” she said laughing as she let him go and watched him straighten up immediately. “Now before you go breakfast will be at eight tomorrow morning. Apart from your appetite young Colin, all you need to bring is your naked body.”

“Huh!” he said as Madeleine took his hand.

“You heard the lady,” said my father grinning and speaking for the first time. “And don’t worry, all the ladies will be naked too.”

“Even me daddy?” asked Maria with a grin. When he nodded she continued. “Oh goody. Daddy can I sit on a cock and fuck it while I have breakfast?”

“Could I stop you?” he asked with a laugh.

“No.”

That’s what I thought. Now come here sweetheart, your mum and I have a special welcome home planned for you when we go to bed.”

“Oh cool.”

Mum looked up from where she was still fingering herself. She moved her hands to Maria’s skirt as she said, “Okay you four go forth and fornicate!”

“Do I gather you’re telling us to fuck off?” asked Vikki as she tried not to laugh.

Mum didn’t laugh she just grinned as between them her and dad stripped Maria naked before mum moved so that Maria could remove his shorts. The last thing we saw before we left the room was my sister wrapping her hand around my father’s cock.

“Okay,” said Vikki after we watched Colin and Madeleine disappear into Maria’s room, “I think it’s time I presented you with something very special, something I promised several days ago.” She took my hand and turned to face me as we entered my bedroom. Then she got down on one knee. “Justin I’m no longer a virgin either vaginally or orally, but I have one remaining that I wish to gift to you tonight. Darling,” she wrapped her arms around my middle and kissed my clothed groin, “would you do me the honour of taking my anal virginity?”

I knew it was coming of course, but even so it was something of a shock. Of course after the week I’d had I rallied. “Oh my darling of course I will. As you honour the giver so I shall honour the receiver.” I stood her up and kissed her passionately. “But you have to promise to tell me if it’s too much, promise to tell me if I’m hurting you.” I kissed her again. “Because nothing, not even the privilege of fucking your lovely arse, is worth any pain it might inflict.”

“Now just you listen to me baby,” said Vikki as she began removing her two articles of clothing, “I’ve seen women and girls getting fucked up the arse and I’ve seen how much they enjoyed it once they’d taken all of it and once the guy started fucking them. I saw Sarah getting her first threeway gangbang tonight, saw how much she enjoyed Anton fucking her up the arse. So, Justin Robertson, there is no way in the wide, wide world you are going to deprive me of the privilege of taking your 11-inches up my arse!”

“Okay, okay,” I said with a smile. “Now knowing you you’ve come prepared.”

Already naked she dived for her handbag. That was a sensual event in itself because when her body moved her breasts seemed to catch up a split second later. Then suddenly my eyes were filled with the vision, the stunning vision of what I would be fucking later.

Seconds later that awesome sight disappeared to be replace by the equally breath-taking front view as she handed me a tube of KY-Gel. I put the tube to one side and indicated for her to lay on her back.

“What are you…?”

I smiled as I gazed at her luscious nakedness. “Well you don’t honestly expect me to go straight into fucking you up the arse do you?”

She shook her head no. “God,” she said smiling, “and there was me thinking that I was the crude one.”

“You are,” I said laughing. “I was simply following your lead. Now if you’ll lay still I’ll begin my exploration of your body,” and I moved to her left side and began with little kisses on her lips before I moved up and kissed the tip of her nose. Then I followed her cheekbone across to her left ear which I kissed and nibbled before I ran my tongue up behind it, an action that brought a stifled gasp. I repeated the kiss, nibble and tongue action which brought an even greater response.

I thought I already knew most of Vikki’s erogenous zones, but apparently not. It appeared this was going to be as much a voyage of discovery for me as it was a night of pleasure for my gorgeous girlfriend. Naturally I had to find my way across to her other ear. And of course that little trip meant more lip to lip kisses, more tongue and another peck on the tip of her nose which this time brought the tiniest of reactions which, to me, meant that as she got hornier and hornier, if that were possible, the number of erogenous zones increased proportionately.

After kissing the tip of Vikki’s nose, which brought the tiniest of sighs, I kissed my way across her right cheek to that sides ear and repeated the kissing, nibbling and tongue action on and behind her right ear.

“Oh, oohhh, ooohhhh!” she sighed, a little louder this time. “Are you going to…” I kissed my way back to her delicious lips. “Oh my…” I interrupted her with the most passionate kiss yet as our open lips connected and our tongues danced together.

With my strong left hand holding me firmly in position and very much out of commission as far as massaging and stroking her naked flesh was concerned I decided it was time to bring my right hand into play. After all, I thought, my arm was broken not my hand, and it was protected by the plaster cast. I placed my hand gently on her rib cage underneath her left breast and with a spider-like action began to move my fingers towards her breast while I angled myself slightly so that I didn’t put any undue pressure on that arm.

Vikki looked down and saw my right hand close around the warm tender flesh of her breast, then she unnecessarily looked across to where I was holding myself up with my left hand. “Justin,” she said with a smile, “Your, your hand, you’re playing with my tit with your right hand.”

“Well my left is a little out of commission,” I said simply as I kissed my way down over her chin and onto her neck where I immediately found another erogenous zone.

“Well just be…” she started to say. And then, “OH FUCK, FUUCCCKKKK!!”

Gratified at her response I kissed her neck on both sides of her Adam’s apple and…

“Oh yes Justin, yes,” and she pressed her breast up into my hand.

…then I kissed my down over her sternum until my lips were between her breasts. And as I continued to stroke and massage her left tit and pinch her taut nipple between thumb and index finger I kissed my way across to her right tit. Taking the nipple into my mouth I suckled on it gently before I nipped it with my teeth and then ran my tongue around the areola.

“That’s it Justin suck my tits.” I did. “Oh my God, I love feeling a mouth on my tits, especially yours love.” She looked up and sighed as I continued to run my tongue around her areola and over her nipple. “It’s just a pity I can’t feel you sucking my other tit.” She pressed her right tit into my hungry mouth and I continued to suckle as I felt rather than saw her look at me.

I backed away and looked at her as I continued to massage her other breast. “You have a request madam?” I asked grinning.

“Not really,” she replied sounding very unconvincing as she looked at her left breast. “Except…” she didn’t say anything else and I just continued to look at the beautiful mound of flesh.

“Maybe I can,” I said. “But that depends if you can hold me up by my right shoulder.

“But couldn’t that be dangerous. What about your arm?”

I took another lick of her right breast as I gave her left one a little extra squeeze. Then I said, “Well most of my weight will be held on my left arm, I guess all I really need is for you to hold me steady.”

She managed a grin. “Well if you’re sure,” and she reached out and gingerly pressed her open hand against my right shoulder.

Taking As much weight as I could I eased myself into Vikki’s hand and to my surprise found her handling the pressure I put on her fairly comfortably. Settled, I went to work on her left tit, first sucking as much of her breast as I could suck into my mouth, then I suckled on her nipple before nipping it with my teeth. I smiled to myself as I continued to move from one tit to the other, as I continued to run my tongue around her areola and over each erect nipple until I decided it was time to move lower towards her bellybutton and points further south. The problem was it was going to be difficult for Vikki to hold me as I moved lower and that having to concentrate more on holding myself up with my strong left arm would take the edge off the delights I wanted to help my darling experience.

And then I had an idea. “Honey, lift up that cute bottom of yours.”

Vikki looked at me but she didn’t ask why, instead she pressed her shoulders into the bed, bent her knees until her feet were flat on the bed and lifted. Then as soon as her bottom was high enough I slid my left arm under and pressed it into the mattress so that it was taking my weight as I began to light little fires all over Vikki’s tender flesh as I moved slowly towards her navel. Then I got double the pleasure as I felt each cheek of her mouth-watering arse land on my forearm.

“Ooh, oooh, ooooh,” sighed Vikki as she wiggled her buttocks around on my arm, “I like that. “OH FUCK!” she screamed as the tip of my tongue reached her bellybutton and dipped in at the same time as I carefully massage her shaved pussy mound the fingers of my right hand while my thumb of that same hand massaged her clit. “OH MY GOD!!” she cried as I carefully twisted my right hand around and slipped two fingers in her cunt.

There was a twofold reason for doing this. I wanted to have my fingers in position when I moved my mouth down and sucked and tongued her clitoris and I also wanted to see if I could move my right hand in that way without causing any, or at least too much, pain to my broken right arm. To my, and also of course Vikki’s, delight I discovered that I could. And of course I did exactly that. I latched onto her clit with my lips and flicked the bud from left to right which caused her to lift her bottom off my arm and cry out in delight.

This positioned my fingers perfectly, and as the cast of my arm brushed her left thigh, causing her to cry just a little more, my fingers found that spot and tapped it quickly.

The reaction of the multi-orgasmic Vikki was not unexpected and she cried, “Oh fuck, oh yes. “I’M COMING, I’M COOMMMIIIING! FUCK ME JUSTIN, FUUCCCKKK MEE!! PLEASE FUCK ME!!!” She looked down at me and begged as I gripped her left hip with my hand and continued to brush her clit with my tongue, as I continued to massage and tap her G-spot with my two fingers. “Justin please angel, fuck my cunt with your big cock before you stick it up my arse!”

I looked up at her as I took my mouth from her cunt. I grinned. “Did I hear a pretty please?”

She didn’t say anything for a number of seconds and then with the briefest of smiles said, “Oh for fucks sake. Justin, pretty please, will you fuck my horny, wet cunt with your big cock.”

I answered her request with the briefest nod of the head, then I looked at her. “Grab your ankles and hold them.” It was a demand not a request.

“Ooh yes Master Justin,” she said in her best teasing voice.

I watched her do exactly that and lift her legs until her knees were just about either side of her head and her cunt and the star shaped opening of her arse were totally exposed and available.

Happy that my ankle was fully recovered I knee-walked to her thighs as I looked at Vikki. “Lower you legs slightly Vikki,” I said. When she did I added, “Now grab my cock and point it at your sweet slit.”

“Oooh yes baby,” she said as I replaced her right hand on her right ankle with my left as I felt her hand grip my iron-hard erection. “I think I like you this way.” Her hand pointed the head of my cock at her cunt and I did the rest. “OH YES FUCK ME!!!” she screamed as I slammed my cock home with one savage thrust. “AGAIN!” she cried and I pulled my cock out and slammed it home.

This was good, the one thing I didn’t have to worry about was coming too quickly. I smiled to myself. Not after having sex nine times and being on the receiving end of two blowjobs. So I began to build up a rhythm, began to build up pace as I thrust in and out of her cunt with long full strokes.

“Justin I think … OH GOD! … I think it’s time … JESUS FUCK ME!! … time you … OH GOD I LOVE YOUR BIG COCK FUCKING ME !!! … fucked my arse Justin, don’t you?”

I nodded my head as I reached over to where I had dropped the gel and picked up the tube. “What madam wants madam will most definitely get.” I slapped the cheeks of her arse with my left hand. “Pull your legs back!” and she did until the anal entrance of her bottom was clearly visible.

I squeezed the tube gently with my right hand until some landed on the first two fingers of my left hand, then I rubbed it around the star of her anus. I squeezed some more on the tips of my fingers and this time tried easing then inside. At first nothing happened but then suddenly her sphincter muscles surrendered and my fingers found their way into her arsehole. I repeated the process three more time until Vikki told me she was ready and then I squeezed some gel directly onto my cock and massaged it in until it seemed it was lubricated enough. Now it was time. I placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her arse and began to push. Of course not wanting to push too hard nothing happened. That’s when I decided to push two fingers back into her arse. I fucked her steadily with those two fingers until I was sure she was comfortable with them. Then I added a third along with some more gel.

For five long minutes I fingered her arsehole until I was sure she was loosened enough to have a chance of taking my cock. I pulled my fingers out and before her anal entrance closed up place the head of my cock there and pushed. Again nothing happened, at least at first, but then suddenly the head slipped past her sphincter and found itself inside. Then she gasped and I froze.

“I… Oh God!” she cried. “It hurt. Still does, but it feels good too.”

I saw a single tear and despite Vikki saying that it felt good I went to take it out.

“Don’t you dare!” she almost screamed. “You leave your lovely cock right where it is.” She managed a grin as she looked up at me. “Sarah told me that it would hurt, yours especially. But she said I would get used to having you in my arse. And I think I am,” she said with a little laugh. “She also said that you should take it slowly, and that you probably love me way too much to hurt me anyway.”

“She got that right Vikki,” I said. I looked down to where I was making the barest of forward and back movements with the head of my cock. “I’d rather not do this than risk hurting you.” I looked at her earnestly. “Honestly darling, if it would be more comfortable for you having someone else…”

“NO!! OH FUCK NO!!!” The vehemence of her response surprised me. “YOU LEAVE YOUR BIG COCK RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS JUSTIN!!! Now I think you should start moving a little don’t you?”

What could I do? Hesitantly I began to thrust just a little until a couple of inches of my cock followed the head, then I fucked her arse with what amounted to three inches of my cock. At first I could see she was uncomfortable, could see that she was trying to be brave. But then something happened, I could see the change in her eyes as she began to get some feeling of enjoyment from what I was doing to her. I decided it was time to take her mind off the arse fucking and to that end I flipped my left hand over and inserted the first two fingers into her pussy as I went in search of, and found, her G-spot. As I did this I allowed my thumb to brush over her clitoris as I felt the knuckles of my fingers brush against the head of my cock.

The reasons for this were twofold. Firstly it would add to Vikki’s pleasure and give her some welcome orgasms. Secondly those orgasms would take her attention away from my cock going deeper and deeper into her arse. I wanted until her first orgasm happened, until she cried out with her release. It wasn’t a long wait! Then I slid more of my cock into her rectum. It was almost unnecessary as with Vikki’s moving around at the peak of her first climax she just about pushed more of her arse onto my cock.

As she came down from that first orgasm Vikki looked at me and grinned. “Smart little fucker aren’t you?”

I looked at her trying to be the picture of innocence. “Who me?”

“Yes you.” Vikki responded. “So, how much cock is up my arse now?”

I looked down. “Oh about seven inches.”

She continued looking at me as I continued to strum her G-spot and her clit, as I continued to fuck her arse with my seven thick inches. “Wow! And it feels so fucking good too.”

“And it’s going to get better,” I responded as I made a special effort to make her next orgasm the best yet. I increased the tapping on her G-spot and rubbed her clit even harder until suddenly…

“Oh God, I’m coming Justin, COMING, COOMMMIIIING!!!”

That was just what I needed to hear. I slid the rest of my 11-inches into the tightness of her bum and began to fuck my cock in and out of her with slow full strokes as I continued to maintain the pressure on her special spot and on her clit.

Finally she came down from what must have been an incredible orgasm and looked at me with a broad grin on her face. “It’s all in isn’t it?”

I nodded my head and started to fuck her arse again. Time after time I stroked in and out as Vikki created resistance by squeezing her buttocks against my probing cock. And then she started to orgasm again as I continued to attack her G-spot and clit with my fingers and thumb. And that was when, because of my position leaning over her bottom and pressing against her widespread thighs, I found myself able to use my right hand without too much discomfort to play with her left tit and pinch its nipple in between thumb and index finger.

“Oh yes,” Vikki cried as I hammered my cock in and out of her clutching bottom, as I continued to finger her cunt and clitoris, as I gently squeezed her tit, and finally as I continued to build towards a fast approaching orgasm. “OH YES! Oh Justin fuck my arse, come in my arse, flood my arse with your cum. Do it now Justin,” she pleaded, “do it now. I’M COMING, I’M COMING!!!” she cried. “Come with me Justin, come with me, PLEASE!!!”

Being careful with my right hand as I squeezed her tit and making sure that I kept up my attack on her clit and her special spot I began to pound my cock in and out of her arse as I got ever closer to my climax until just as she said “YES, YEESSS, OH FUUCCCKKKK YEEESSSS” I came in her arse just as she came over my fingers.

Finally she collapsed on the bed a second after I carefully moved my right arm out of the way, pulled my fingers from her pussy and withdrew my cock, my wilting cock from the depths of her lovely bottom. “Oh God,” she said without even looking at me as she continued to lay face down on the bed, “that is not going to be the last time you do that!”

“Well I should fucking think not,” came a voice from the direction of the doorway. “It sounded like you really enjoyed that.”

We both looked around and saw Maddy standing naked in the doorway with the hands of an equally naked Colin Bucknell wrapped around her waist. He looked at Maddy and then looked a little nervously at Vikki and I before he turned back to Maddy. “Shouldn’t we be going? I mean…”

Madeleine turned in Colin’s arms and I saw that his cock was as limp as mine now was. She wrapped hers around him as she said, “You have to ask that after tonight, after these two fucked on stage in front of a theatre full of people on Wednesday night and after they performed in that karaoke orgy at ‘Pussy Galore’ last night.” She smiled. “Justin here--” she pointed in my direction “--is learning to be an exhibitionist, learning to fuck in public.” This time she laughed. “And with an exhibitionist slut like Vikki teaching him he’s learning fucking fast. Now--” she said taking Colin by the hand “--let’s leave the lovers to it and go back to bed and I’ll see if I can’t raise the dead,” and she reached around with her other hand and grabbed his cock.

“Sounds like a plan,” he responded as they walked out of our room and headed back in the direction of Maria’s room.

“I think a shower might be a good idea,” said Vikki before she looked at the bed. “And maybe a change of bedding.”

I looked at the crumpled mess that had been the two sheets on my bed. “Right on both counts,” I said with a grin. “Tell you what, you get the shower ready and I’ll take these sheets down to the laundry.”

That settled I watched Vikki head to the bathroom while I pulled the sheets out from where they were tucked under the mattress, bunched them up and headed to the laundry. Of course to do that I had to pass Maria’s and mum and dad’s room didn’t I. As I walked out of my room with one sheet folded into the other, and with the four corners of that sheet pulled together for ease of carrying in my left hand I walked down the hallway and passed by both rooms.

In my sister’s room I saw Colin on his back eyes closed and smiling as Maddy knelt head down and arse up between his legs as she gave the blowjob of her life in her attempt to as she said, ‘raise the dead’. In mum and dads room it was mum on her back holding her ankles as she held her legs as wide apart as she could. On her knees and kneeling in between them was my sister Maria while behind her and hammering his cock in and out of her young cunt while maintaining a firm grip on her hips was my father. This was all good though. Unlike last Friday morning I felt absolutely no need to stop and watch. And really why should I, I had the world’s sexiest, the world’s horniest and the world’s sluttiest, in the nicest sense of the word, girlfriend any boyfriend, any satyr like me could ever want.

A couple of minutes later I was back and jumping under the shower with my Vikki. And just for a change washing and drying each other and brushing our teeth and stuff was all we did. Oh we did piss too, and Vikki did offer to drink mine but she had just cleaned her teeth so I, somewhat reluctantly, said no. And then, well it was back to bed after I showed Vikki where the clean sheets were kept and after she insisted on making the bed.

After we were in bed I was more than a little surprised when Vikki lay her naked body across my middle from left to right and wiggled her naked bottom at my left hand. She looked at me and grinned. “I think you should spank my bottom.”

I looked at her incredulously. “I beg your pardon.”

Her expression turned a little more serious. “I mean it Justin, we’re not even going to be together a month before I take off and join Brian and Carol and the band for at least six months, and it could even be longer if the band makes it to the U.S like they hope.” She reached around, grabbed my left hand and placed it on her lovely arse. “And I didn’t even consult you, surely that deserves a spanking,” she added as she pushed her bum into my hand.

I rubbed my hand all over both delectable bum cheeks before I ordered her to, “SIT UP!” in a tone that brooked no argument. When she did, and when she sit up in bed beside me I turned and looked at her. “You did exactly what I would have wanted you to Vikki.” I kissed her gently on the lips. “I would have been disappointed in you had you said no.” I kissed her again. “No, this is an opportunity too good to miss.”

“But … but what about us?” she asked as she cuddled me gently and lay her head on my left shoulder.

“We love each other don’t we?” I asked as I kissed her yet again.

“Oh yes, yes. Justin you know I love you more than life itself, more than I ever thought I would love anyone. But…”

“But nothing darling. Since Sunday night we’ve survived two attacks,” I smiled to lessen what I was about to say, “one which put me in hospital…” She went to speak but I held up my hand. “We’ve had sex fantastic sex, not only with each other but also with many, many wonderful friends and both our very special families.” I kissed her once again, but this time I allowed the kiss to linger for several seconds before I broke it. “Vikki sweetheart you are going to be with two people, Brian Hacker and Carol Baker, who I trust just about as much as I would our families.”

“But what about you Justin?”

I grinned. “Me! Where would you like me to start. There’s our two very special families.” I laughed. “And then of course there’s Maddy and the lady who was my first, Caroline Herschfeldt. And of course there’s her sister Valerie Chesterton.

Vikki had to smile at that. “Well yes, I can see where even that amount of cunt would keep you busy.”

“Oh but it doesn’t end there does it my darling. There are the twins Tara and Teresa, their mother Susan and that lady from next door. What’s her name Linda Tanner?” When Vikki nodded I continued. “And of course to all of that cunt you can add Trish Matheson and at least three girls at school Cindy, Lynn and Penny.

“Oh yeah,” said Vikki getting into it now, “I can see now where you would be lacking for cunt to fuck!”

“And to lick don’t forget,” I added grinning. “And let’s not forget a couple of nurses named Simone Keighly and Martha Patrick and those times when the hospital might need my special brand of help. Plus there’s Frank’s daughter Patricia from the pub, and there’s that friend of yours Josephine Wilberforce from Maccas. Oh,” I grinned, “and how could I forget Debbie and Naomi. And last but by no means least of course is a certain gorgeous bowling partner of mine as well as a couple of girls from the bowl by the name of Kim Carver and Joanna Walsh.” I kissed Vikki one last time. “So don’t you even think about how this will effect the two of us.” I brushed her right breast with my left hand. “And don’t forget, it will give me an opportunity to learn phone sex.”

Vikki grinned at me. “Oh I might just be too busy having the real thing to bother with pretend sex with my boyfriend over the phone.”

Knowing that she was kidding me I said, “Well you could do both. I mean if you’ve got a couple of guys in your room fucking you you’ll just have to tell me what they’re doing to you while I tell you what I’d like to do to you.”

“You’d do that?”

“Of course.” I grinned. “After all there is there’s a very good chance I won’t be alone.”

Vikki kissed me long and passionately, and I saw a single tear drop from each eye and slide down each cheek. “Now I really do know why I love you darling. Goodnight.”

I kissed her back wiped up those two tears and wished her goodnight in return before I lay down and spooned in behind her so that I could rest my right arm comfortably and we were soon both asleep.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

DAY NINE:

The final part of this story includes an epilogue. A sequel will follow, but not immediately as I have another story to post.

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