Monique was fifteen when she met her aunt Sylvester for the first time. She had heard of her but never seen her. Now at the age of fifteen she suddenly was to see her continuously and in fact to live with her.
It all started with an ordinary holiday. Her parents who were often away had decided to go to Spain for a long holiday and the mother suddenly thought of her sister who lived about 200 miles away and wondered whether it would not be a good thing to make up their differences, to become friends once more and to have her take the girl for a holiday; to get to know her niece and for Monique to get to know her only aunt near enough to see and also her cousin Maurice.
Her mother had parted with her sister ages ago because neither she nor her husband were in favour of Sylvester who led a rather bohemian, wonton - in the eyes of the narrow minded family - life.
However, the years had passed and it was now thought time that Sylvester had become a more steady personage and had given up her wild fancies and the rest.
A visit to Sylvester gave that impression and as the latter was more than pleased to see her sister again and to find that they could after all, be friends, accepted at once and agrees to have Monique for a holiday.
Thus, a couple of weeks later, Monique left for Machire to stay with her aunt.
She was favourably impressed when she saw her aunt and the latter seemed very pleased too to see each a nice, pretty and well-built girl instead of the awkward schoolgirl she had expected to see.
Indeed, Monique was a pretty and a well-developed girl. Her figure was sufficient to make men look at her and although, at the time, Monique was completely unaware of the desires she inspired and was as innocent as a newborn baby, that fact remained that she was a delectable piece and would become a very attractive women one day.
Her cousin Maurice, two years her senior had his eyes on her at once and was more than in his element at the prospect of having such a lovely girl to stay with him.
He was always getting bored during the holidays but this time it looked as if there would be no boredom at all.
He was often left alone as his mother very often spent her evenings and half the nights away from home with friends.
It seemed that Monique's mother had made a mistake and that aunt Sylvester had not left off making the most of her time and still wallowed in the admiration of men and women of her own set.
That was not surprising for aunt Sylvester was still a very good-looking woman with all the charm of a young woman and having preserved her charm through the years.
As a result of her late nights and therefore very late risings in the morning or rather early afternoon, poor Maurice had had to amuse himself and that was no fun unless he got up to some mischief in order to kill his utter boredom.
He had a friend nest door, a girl of about his own age with whom he often used to go swimming or cycling, but alas, Bella Moore had been sent to boardinghouse school and that was that. During the holidays she was usually away to stay with relatives and so Maurice was very unlucky indeed.
This time everything was different.
First there was the news of Monique coming. Then there was news form Bella to say that she would not be going away this summer and that they would be together and have fun. It was wonderful and when he saw Monique, he was even more pleased.
* * *
Already a couple of days after Monique's arrival, she was introduced to Bella. Bella had seen Maurice and the latter had told her all about Monique and said that she was a pretty piece indeed and that he hoped that she would be as much fun as Bella.
The latter was dubious.
"And you say she comes from the country. Her parents have never been near you because they think your mother fast. Heavens, what do you expect Monique to be then. She'll be a darling little angel who doesn't know the difference between a boy and a girl, I'll bet. However, if you want me to, I'll soon find out what she's like, Maurice."
"I thought you would," he said with a chuckle. "I hope she's going to be fun, especially with a nice figure like she's got. I bet she's got breasts as lovely as those pears you've got and which I love so much."
Bella tittered.
"You still like my pears, do you? I've often wondered when I've been at school and having fun with the other girls, what you would say or do if you could see what I see every night. There are dozens of girls together in the dormitories and they all have different shapes and sizes of titties, you know. There are round ones and pear-shaped ones like mine, some are very small, others are big but they all are lovely top play with. We have all sorts of games and I'll tell you all about it later or when we are alone. I wish sometimes that you could be there. I'm sure the girls would welcome to have a nice boy like you with them so that they could have more fun. We lack a nice prick like you have and some of the girls are so keen on that. They miss it at school and make up for lost time in the holidays. And that's what I do too," she added with a giggle. "Maybe we shall both be happier you know. I'll soon find out what your little country cousin is like and in any case we shall have plenty of time to convert her."
They laughed together and went on.
As they passed through the backdoor of the garage adjoining Maurice's house, they took advantage of the few moments that they could not be seen by giving one the other a thrill. Bella was more than ready to offer him her lips and then as he embraced her, her breasts as well whilst he let her feel his charm which rose at once when she touched it.
As they kissed and played and caressed, all their longing for each other during all the past months, faded away and became reality. They would now have eight weeks to play with one another and to do all the things they loved doing so much.
At last they disengaged and Bella said:
"Let's go and see Monique, Maurice. I can't wait to see her and to find out what she's like."
After a last hug they went into the house and found Monique reading in the lounge. Bella having been introduced, made herself most affable and soon the two girls had become friends. Monique too was happy to have a new friend and listened with eager ears to all the plans the two had made and which they related to her. This was going to be a real lovely holiday, she thought.
* * *
They days rolled by and the three were together most of the time. They went for long walks and cycle rides and when the weather got warmer, Bella decided that they would go and have a swim in the lake in the nearby forest. Monique was all in favour and the three set off to the forest and took a picnic basket so that they would be able to spend all day at the lake.
The lake was private property and belonged to the family, friends of Maurice's mother, who had gone away for the summer and had permitted Maurice to use the grounds.
Thus they were undisturbed in that part of the fenced-off forest and lake and could please themselves what they did without having any fear of being watched or having any intruders coming upon them.
Having reached the shady part of the lake they made themselves comfortable on the golden sand for a while and after they chatted and joked for a bit, Bella got up and said that she was going to put on her swimsuit.
At her request Monique followed her to the small wooden hut which stood at the side of the lake under some pine trees.
Once they were inside, Bella sighed and said:
"Oh, this sudden heat, I shall be glad to take off my clothes. It's stifling."
She raised her arms and waved them about in vain trying to wave some cool air towards her.
"That won't do. I'll get out of this lot." Standing smiling as Monique, she began to under her blouse and urged Monique to do likewise.
"The sooner we are in the water the better I shall like it," she said.
Monique agreed but did not start to undress. She stood watching Bella with some interest. The latter had opened her blouse and was now lifting it over her head. In a moment her bra followed and her lovely breasts were bare. Monique was surprised and curious. She had never had a chance to see anything and she hardly knew that other girls might be different from herself. In fact, she had never given the matter much thought. Now that she saw Bella's pear-shaped breasts tipped with dark surrounds and brown points, standing out on the narrow chest like two ripe and delectable fruits, she gasped with open mouth: "oooh ... oooh ..."
Bella laughed.
"You look as if you've never seen another girl, Monique. Come on, hurry up or Maurice will think we've fallen asleep."
Monique nodded and as if in a trance began to unbutton the front of her own blouse. She did not wear any bra and when the blouse had been removed. The curious and eager eyes of the other, focused themselves upon the pretty rounded breasts with the rosebuds of points on them, all pink and soft and sweet. She heaved a sigh as she felt the desire for that chest rise within her.
"Oh, Monique," she said, "aren't you a pretty girl. I love the way your breasts stand out and tilt upwards. And aren't those sweet cute little points nice. We are so different too, isn't it amazing?" she added, having gathered that Monique had no knowledge of any charms. She had already at that moment decided that whatever happened, she would soon get this girl awake to the beauty of a girl's body and to the delights which one would relish by touching and caressing those charms which were so tempting, so delectable and luscious.
"Look, Monique, do you see, your breasts are round and mine are shaped like pears. Your nipples are rosy and mine are brown like a pair of acorns. Cute that, don't you think?"
Monique, shy and not knowing what to say, nodded, her eyes still riveted on the now quivering breasts of her friend who did her best to show them off.
"Let's have a closer look at each other and compare our charms," Bella resumed, not likely to waste any time and knowing that Maurice was impatient to hear what was what.
"Yours will be as large as mine soon. When you're seventeen you'll have a beauty of a chest. Oh. I've got to look at your rosy points."
Without waiting for an answer she reached out and her hand tenderly closed round the breast and the fingertips sank into the soft firm flesh, touched the pink point, rubbed it.
Monique was speechless. A strange feeling got hold of her and seemed to vibrate inside her. The long fingers stroked and caressed the founded globe and no one had ever done that to her.
It was the queerest sensation ever and what was more, it was a pleasing sensation which sent strange shivers right through her body and made her go hot and cold at once.
She did not know what it was or how it was. She did not understand the desire on the part of her friend to wish to touch her like this but she did not mind for she liked it somehow and thought that it was a very nice and sweet experience.
When the fingers closed around the other breast as well and pinched, Monique seemed to come back to earth suddenly and said:
"What are you doing, Della. We should not stand here like this, undressed and fell ..."
She did not finish and Bella laughed.
"Don't you see, darling," she retorted. "When two people meet and they realize that they are going to be great friends, their emotions play a great part in that friendship and want to show themselves. This is my way of showing you that I think the world of you already and my caresses make you understand that I am fond of you and want to love you."
Monique did not follow but something in the other's smile and in the renewed caresses, the touch of those examining eager finger fingers caused her remain still and to allow the other girl to continue to touch her and to admire her charms.
Then after a while Bella asked her:
"Why don't you do the same to me and feel how lovely it is to touch these lush mounds?" she silently reached out in turn and although hesitating still, she began to touch her friend's breasts and soon found herself curiously examining the hardened brown nipples and squeezing the pointed breasts. Somehow the touch gave her a thrill and she could not help herself giving herself over to the bliss of this new experience. She had never had anything like that and never known that a girl's charms, her own charm too, could provide such a wonderful pastime and give one such wonderful feelings.
Bella who watched the expressions on the young face smiled to herself as she realized that Monique was already under the spell of the enchantment which her charms offered. Being susceptible and impressionable it would not be difficult to set Monique to her hand and to make her fall for this sort of thing with the result that she would now have another playmate and that soon she would also respond to Maurice's demands on her. Yes, Monique was going to be alright, she thought. All the same, she would have to warn Maurice not to go too hard and to give Monique time to acclimatize herself to this new thing of which she did not know anything. Maurice could be so impulsive and greedy. She smiled again as she thought just how greedy Maurice could be and how rough he could become once his passions had been roused. It did not take long either to get him warm. She, Bella knew that too well ...
"We'd better get into our swimsuits," she said, reluctantly disengaging herself, her eyes still longingly on the rounded globes of Monique's lovely breasts.
Monique nodded and stepped back.
Bella calmly stripped off the remainder of her clothes and showed her friend her naked body completely now. At once Monique's eyes focused on the other's belly with a curious gleam in them. This was something else she had never seen before. Only her own belly she had looked at at times and often wondered why she was built like this and why the teachers were always so vague about it whenever one of the girls asked about sex. Now she discovered that Bella's body was different from hers and she had always thought that all girls were alike. Here was Bella with breasts that were a different shape from hers and had brown points on them, big and hard whilst hers were round and the little points rosy and pink. And now she stood there naked, the lower part was different also with a thick made of dark hair in a triangle just above the tapered thighs and beneath that a long deep line that was also dark with raised sides just like a big ripe plum ...
"Hurry up," Bella urged. "We can't spend all day her with you looking at my belly." She laughed and teasingly pated Monique on the behind.
The latter now also undressed and it was Bella's turn to gaze in admiration and with suddenly flushed cheeks and hot eyes at the blonde belly with the slight blonde hair covering the pinkest little sex.
"Oh, Monique," she gasped "my word, you are lovely. The more I look at you the more I want to be your friend and to hug and cuddle you and really spoil you."
Monique looked up and smiled. She was happy and flattered to think that Bella thought so much of her and she was glad that she had found such a wonderful new friend.
At last they had donned their swimsuits and rejoined Maurice.
The latter was getting impatient but knowing that Bella was trying to find out a little more about his cousin he did not become cross at the delay. He had changed too and the girls saw him in his little black trunks barely covering his sex and his narrow buttocks. The hot eyes of Bella were already focused on the outline of his charm beneath the black trunks and longing to get her hand on it.
Maurice admired Monique's figure openly and with a laugh Bella said:
"Isn't she lovely, that cousin of yours? She has the sweetest figure and charms to make your mouth water."
She turned to Monique and daringly patted her breasts. This was a sign for Maurice that all was well and that Bella had already made a start with her investigations, that all was going to be well. He felt pleased.
They got into the water and soon were swimming around. Leaving Monique behind for a moment, Bella caught up with Maurice and as they swam along together she told him of what had happened in the hut.
"She's lush," she added "and you'll be in your element when you get your chance to see all the lovely things she's got. But mind, Maurice, take your time and don't rush things or you'll frighten the life out of her. Monique is very green as grass and we have to be careful or she will spill the beans and put an end to our fun. Let me take the lead and all will be well and we can have lots and lots of fun. And don't get too rough with her at first. Take it easy. You know you can be rough with me but not with her at the start. When she's got used to a bit you can show her by doing things to me ..."
She could not say anymore because Monique had reached them. Bella began to lark about with Maurice now and called for Monique to help her. Maurice played the game and let himself be chased and pushed under and was quite happy feeling Bella's greedy fingers on his buttocks and charm now and again as she gave him a quick squeeze. He retaliated by getting at her breasts and between her thighs under water and once or twice he casually touched Monique's charms so that he found out just what nice things she had. That made him all the keener and he could hardly wait for his chance to have fun with his cousin and to explore the secrets of her young body.
The cunning Bella was working out her plans in her mind. She too was eager to start the fun. Now and again as they larked about in the water she winked at Monique and gave her breasts a squeeze and even daringly tickled her between the thighs so that Monique who was ticklish, giggled and retaliated shyly. This was a good sign. Bella realized that as Monique was so green she would hardly realize where they went too far and before she knew where she was she would be in the middle of the game and the it would be easy to carry on.
"Let's have a chase through the water," she suggested. She and Maurice were good swimmers and they had soon noticed that Monique was not all that good.
"I'll swim first and you and Maurice can chase me," she said. She looked hard at him and added: "if you catch me you may do what you like with me and give me a spanking or something."
Monique thought that good fun and Maurice understood what his crafty pal was up to. As a result, they did not catch Bella and the latter went free.
"Now well chase Monique," she said.
Monique who wanted to show them that she was a good sport, agreed to this at once and she swam away.
Halfway along the marked course she was caught by the two and now she was pulled to shore, giggling and tittering and pretending to defend herself against her assailants. They dragged her out of the water and to the sheltered corner shielded by bushes and shrubs where Monique was put down on the big rug.
"Ha, Monique," Bella laughed "you'll be for it now. We'll spank your fat butt for you and tickle you until you're helpless."
"I don't mind," she giggled.
She did not suspect anything and thought that this was just fun that a tickle and a few smacks on her bottom would be all.
"We'll pretend that you've been naughty and have to be punished," Bella said. "We won't hurt you of course."
Monique laughed and said: "alright".
She was lying on her tummy on the rug and her wet buttocks uppermost. Both Maurice and Bella were looking at the plump half-moons in the soaking swimsuit.
"Eh, Bella, just the loveliest little bottom to give a good spanking," Maurice chuckled.
"Yes, nice," Bella agreed. She laid her hand on Monique's bottom and patted it.
"Well, here goes."
She raised her arm again and now Monique felt it come down and soon they were both spanking her hard on the wet buttocks but it did not hurt and it was all in good fun. When after a short while they finished, Bella laughed and said:
"Had enough Monique, you naughty girl."
"You didn't hurt me at all," the latter tittered.
"That's because of your wet swimsuit. If you had not got that on your buttocks would be nice and glowing by now."
"I know," Monique retorted. "When I get a spanking at school, the teacher usually takes my knickers down to make sure that she gives me a good punishment. She discovered that we used to put an exercise book inside our knickers, you see."
"Is that so," Bella said with a wink at Maurice. "In that case we might as well spank her on her bare bot for a change, what."
Still Monique did not suspect a thing and when Bella got hold of the straps of her swimsuit and pulled it right down so the was naked and showing her cuddly buttocks, she just buried her face in the rug and shook with giggles. She could not see the eager faces of the two who were gazing at her body and that Bella had to restrain Maurice whose fingers were too eager to get hold of that lush set of half-moons.
"Ah, that's better," Bella laughed. "At least now we can see what you were doing. Indeed a nice springy pair to spank."
Then she began to slap the two cheeks and Maurice took his turn with relish. Soon Monique was wiggling as her buttocks began to glow and the two were smacking her hard. As she moved and twisted, Bella nudged her friend and pointed at Monique.
Maurice looked and saw the full breasts of the blonde girl peep out from under her arms as she moved about and twisted and wriggled.
"Ah," Bella laughed now "you're buttocks are glowing nicely and you want a little bit of tickling to finish off with, eh."
Monique could not answer because she was giggling so much and thoroughly enjoying the game. She still had not realized what the two were after and she liked being played with like that. It made her feel funny inside and after all, it was all fun.
She was only too pleased that Maurice and Bella who were older than herself were willing to play with her and to let her share in their games.
"And what have we here," Bella resumed. "I do believe that she's hiding a pair of nice ripe grapefruits there, Maurice. Let's find out, shall we? I could do with some fruit just now."
Before Monique realized what she was talking about she suddenly felt Bella's fingers under her arm and grabbing one of her breasts. She shivered suddenly as she felt the hand close over her breast and was inwardly thrilled that Bella was caressing her again like this. She did not object in the least.
"Lovely," Bella tittered. "I've got a nice big grapefruit here, all juicy and ready to be eaten, Maurice. You see if you can find one too, eh."
And Maurice did not waste time. His hand shot out and an instant later his eager fingers closed round Monique's other breast.
The now shrieking Monique was being fondled and squeezed and the two did their best to get all they could out of this new treat.
"Nice, aren't they, Maurice?" Bella said. "Fancy her hiding such nice little things. I could eat them."
"Why don't we?" Maurice went in on it. "Let's turn her over and eat her."
Bella tittered:
"No, we'll tickle her a bit first. That will get her nice and warm and she'll like it all the more." To Monique: "You don't mind me teasing you like this, do you?"
Monique shook her head. This new thrill was far too good to be missed and she enjoyed it.
"I'm not a baby," she said. "It's good fun. Better than having to play all by myself."
Bella thought that she had been right and that it would not be difficult to set Monique to her hand. She became bolder now and as they both sat squeezing the full breasts, so big for a young girl like her, she winked at her pal once more and got her free hand on the bare bottom once more. She began to tickle Monique between the cheeks of her buttocks and now and again moved her fingers just a little too far and touched the warm moist sex that was still wet from the swim.
She gave Maurice a sign to do likewise and in turn they tickled her and he had the satisfaction of feeling his cousins young slit for the first time. He thought she was wonderful and he could hardly refrain from have a real good feel of her. However, he remembered what Bella had told him and he contained himself with just a slight touch of the moist slit and a tickle.
Monique was writhing and twisting and turning now and giggling all the more and when Bella now tickled her under her arms she threw herself over and sat up.
"Ha, she's ready to be eaten now, look she is offering us those lovely grapefruits."
Bella grabbed one of the breasts and Maurice at once followed suit and when Bella bent over and began to nibble at the mound, he did likewise and Monique was thrilled to bits. The two of the nibbled at her rosy nipples and sank their teeth into the soft mounds without hurting of course and then they pushed her on to her back and began to tickle her all over again. This time, however, Bella did not make a secret of her intentions.
"Oh Monique," she said "you know I told you how nice your breasts were and that I would like to caress them. Now I also want to caress and fondle the other part of you. We've had your grapefruits. What about us having that nice peach down below, that looks ripe too?" She patted Monique's belly and the latter giggled and said:
"I'm not a green grocer, you know. I never knew I had grapefruits and a peach."
"Ah, but you have, my darling. Nice grapefruits and a lovely little peach. Isn't that true, Maurice?"
"Of course she has," he replied. "I'm dying to eat that too."
"You do play funny games," Monique laughed."But I don't mind. Alright, I'll be a green grocer and you can have my fruit."
Laughing and giggling she lay down again and now the two of them were in their element. Before long they were exploring and inspecting the young slit and belly and made the most of their opportunity. The innocent Monique did not budge as they took turns biting her little slit and feeling it inside as well. She shivered again and again and as her insides seemed to be filled with strange sensations that were very pleasing and made her hot and cold, she let them carry on and enjoyed the feel of the four hands now on her belly, then on her buttocks and on her breasts. She had never had a more enjoyable and exciting game. Exciting it certainly was. When at last they stopped and sat smiling at her and they said that she was a jolly good sport, she shrugged her shoulders.
"I thought it was nice and it gave me such funny feelings. I've never played like that this and it's far more exciting than just playing hide and seek or touch or anything like that."
"Fine, glad you think so for Maurice and I often play like this. We both love it. If you like, Monique, you can play with me too or with Maurice."
Bella knew that she had scored already and that Monique only need further encouragement. She got to her feet and said:
"But you'll have to catch us first, you know." She ran away and Maurice said:
"Quick, Monique, let's get her."
Monique hurriedly pulled her swimsuit right and then the chase began. Soon they caught Bella and new she was dragged to the rug.
"Okay, Maurice said "you're for it now, Bella. We'll give you the works. I'm sure that Monique will have her own back." He turned to Monique and said:
"Go on Monique; let her have it back now. She spanked and tickled you, it's your turn now. I'll help you."
And so with the help of Maurice, Bella's swimsuit was pulled down and Monique gave her a good spanking on the nice hard buttocks. Maurice assisted and very soon they had the two half-moons nice and glowing.
"You see, Monique," Maurice chuckled, "you had nice fruits but Bella has them too. Look at those buttocks, they're nice watermelons. Let's bite in them, eh."
He gave the example and Monique followed suit. Bella lay shrieking and twisting under them as they squeezed and patted and nibbled her cheeks.
Maurice went further than that and Monique noticed that he was feeling and tickling Bella between the thighs. She recalled that they had done that to her too. Her hand reached out and she shared in that part of the fun too.
She received a strange thrill when for the first time in her life she actually touched another girl's sex and her curiosity having been aroused already she let her fingers go all over it between the tapering thighs. Maurice saw what she was doing and smiled. Monique was indeed a very good sport and she liked it alright. That would be fine. There would be lots of fun to be had and there was no reason why they should not start right now.
"We'll turn her over and have a look at the other things, eh. You've got grapefruits and Bella has a couple of pears and they will be nice and juicy to eat too."
He turned Bella over and she readily stretched herself out so that they had easy access to her brown breasts.
Again Monique followed Maurice's example and eagerly she sat squeezing and fondling the oblong breasts and rubbing the nipples. Then she too sucked and bit the breasts and after that, at Maurice's suggestion, they concentrated on the ripe plum of the girl's sex and inspected and explored it to their hearts' content.
By now Monique was too excited for words and she was ready now to follow the other two with whatever they decided to do.
When they left Bella alone at last, she gave Maurice a sign with her eyes and he made off to get some cigarettes.
Bella put her arms round Monique's shoulder. "I say, Monique, you enjoyed that game, didn't you," she began. And when the other nodded and assured her that she did enjoy the fun. Bella went on:
"It was nice to play with our things and pretend that they were fruits. But what about Maurice, he's played with too but we haven't played with what he's got."
"But he hasn't got them like we have," Monique said. "Boys haven't got the same as girls."
"How do you know," Bella laughed.
"Well everybody knows that," she retorted. "Mind you, I've never seen a boy's body ..."
"So you don't know what exciting things they have to play with, eh." Bell tittered. "Let me tell you, darling, Maurice hasn't got a pair of grapefruits but what he has is a pair of nice little eggs in a little bag and a very nice stick to rock to bite and to suck. Shall we catch him presently and do to him what he did to us, eh?"
The excited Monique nodded. That was a good idea and it would be fun to see what Maurice was like. After all, he had seen them as they were. Besides, it would be fun again and she was enjoying it so far ...
"Yes, let's," she said eagerly.
Again Bella had won a round.
When Maurice returned and sat down smoking his cigarette, the girls suddenly jumped him and got him flat on his back.
He knew what was coming and only pretended to try and free himself, Very soon he was lying still and let them carry on.
"Now, Monique, let's see what we can do with this big brute, eh. Let's get his trunks down and see what he's got off us to play with."
She did not waste any time and pulled the black trunks down, thus baring his belly and there in front of them was his nice prick and balls, hairy and nice.
"There, you see, Monique, he's got something very nice there," she tittered.
Monique sat gazing at him wide-eyed. She was disappointed with what she saw. All there was was a lot of hair around a wrinkled little bag and a shriveled up sort of sausage.
"I don't think it's half as nice as what we have," she remarked.
"You wait till we have got to work on him. I'll show you," Bella tittered.
She made room for Monique to come closer and as the latter sat peering at Maurice's belly, Bella got her hands on his charm and began to manipulate it.
To Monique's amazement she saw the little shriveled sausage come to life and grow bigger and fatter as Bella rolled it between her hands.
Very soon she had him hard and stiff and as the five inches of prick were standing erect on his belly she began to pull the skin of the bag and caused the prick to jump.
"There, that's better, uh," Bella said. "Now you try and do exactly as I did. It's lovely."
Hesitantly at first but soon engrossed in this now thrilling task, Monique followed suit and rolled the soft yet so hard prick between her fingers and then pulled the bag and watched closely as the prick jumped like a jack in the box.
So engrossed she was that she hardly noticed that Bella had her hand on one of her breasts and was rubbing the nipple.
Her whole insides seemed to be filled with the strangest sensations and she was getting more and more excited so that she could not have enough of this game.
Even more surprised and thrilled she was when after a while Bella took over and showed her how to suck that stick of root.
She watched as Bella avidly sucked the big knob and at the same time moved her hand up and down along the prick and with her other hand squeezed and pinched the small balls until all of a sudden she straightened herself and showed Monique the juice that was coming from the knob, like thick whitish cream.
"See that, Monique, that's what I'm going to swallow now. It's his spunk, all creamy and soft. I love it and you will too."
With obvious relish she closed her mouth over the knob once more and choked with the spunk that was oozing from the prick.
Bella was a good teacher and Monique followed easily. Before long she was having a turn at sucking and got a good mouthful of the juice. She was not sure whether she liked it or not but she did everything Bella did and the more she did the more excited she was.
After a while Bella let go of Maurice and sat back.
"You've seen what nice juice comes out of that prick, eh," she began. "Did you know that we too have a lot of that in our bellies?"
Monique shook her head. This was all new to her and she wondered all the more there seemed to be lots of things she had never known and she was eager to learn and to experience things which apparently Bella and Maurice had often had.
"We'll show you," Bella said. "Maurice will do the trick in no time."
She lay down and asked Monique to do likewise and to open her legs wide. As the lay side by side, Maurice got between them on his knees and bent over them. Hr got a finger of each hand into their little slits and after a little tickling began to penetrate. In a few minutes he was furiously tossing the two girls off. Monique thought she was going to die for sheer thrill. That finger inside her did something to her and although she did not know at the time, she was getting on heat and as randy as Bella was.
"Look at his prick, Monique," the latter said. "Look how it jumps as he is doing us. Grab it, Monique and pull it as hard as you can. I'll get his balls and pull them too."
They did so and as they pulled with all their might, Maurice penetrated deeper and tossed of even harder.
Bella was not a virgin anymore. She had been done some years ago but of course, the innocent Monique was still a closed book and her little slit was as tight as could be. He thought it was a real treat to have his finger up that lovely little thing and did his utmost to get her to come. Indeed, after a short while he could feel her respond and the inside of her throbbing belly began to contract and detract and to throb and juicer. At the same time he felt Bella's slit become wet and she closed her legs and opened them again as her passions were roused and she gave herself over to the thrills she loved so much to have. Very soon she began to jerk her belly upwards and then she shed her load.
Monique too offered a little juice and he triumphed as he saw the two young slits became soaked. He removed his fingers and said to Monique:
""Well, you did alright, Monique. Look at your belly and that of Bella's. She's the spunky one but you'll too later on when you've had more experience. What a nice slit you have, it's lovely to play with you."
The two girls raised themselves and sat gazing at their own and each other's slits. Bella insisted on feeling Monique's and urged her friend to feel her. Then when she peered at the slit and felt it, Bella asked Maurice to show Monique how it was sucked. Monique watched as Maurice got his head between Bella's thighs and sucked at the soaking slit from which so much creamy juice was trickling. In turn she wanted it done too and she thrilled no end when they both sucked and tongued her.
They were all hot and heated now and when they had finished at last and had all the inspection of their mutual charms, they had another dip to cool off.
Later as the two girls were dressing Bella asked Monique whether she liked it being with them and playin the way she had.
Monique agreed that it had been a lovely time and that she would like to some out with them again to play and to have fun.
* * *
Monique had been staying with her aunt for about a week when she received a shock. Her parents had met with an accident and had died. She was an orphan now.
The next five weeks were hard time for the young girl. Her aunt who never seemed to have much time for anyone at home, was extraordinarily sympathetic and offered Monique to remain living with her. Monique who had never been anywhere else and liked being there, agreed. Some time went by before she acclimated herself to the new life though.
But then, time heals all wounds and the young girl got over the tragedy alright.
She went to school with Bella who was in the 6th form then. Through her she learned a lot. She mixed with Bella's friends and as those were all like Bella herself, Monique learned all the tricks that were played and within a year she was as randy and as perverted as the rest of the girls.
One of them, Micelle, a girl of eighteen, was one of the leaders and she took Monique in hand as well. Thus Monique learned to play not only with the girls, some of her own age who were under the influence of Michelle, but also some of the older ones, and she soon knew that practically every girl were different in build and that there were big breasts and small ones in all shapes and sizes, and that their bellies too were different and that the older ones were hairy and the young ones smooth. She had learned how to toss off and how to feel and milk and a lot of other things.
Later on Michelle had taken her out at times and had introduced some of her other friends to her, here were several boys whom she had taken under her wing and nearly all the time she was with them, even on the buses or anywhere where they sat down, she would have her hands in their trouser pockets and feel their little pricks. She urged Monique to do the same and the latter got quite a thrill from feeling those little sausages and the small marble of balls they had.
If they went into the woods where it was quiet, Michelle would make the boys take their little pricks out and then line them up and play with them, suck them and toss them off whilst they were told how to play with her breasts and slit.
In turn Monique would do the same and in the end she was so keen that she could hardly leave the boys alone and always wanted to get her hands inside a pocket just to feel that cute little thing.
As a result of this through education in sex she had become as randy as hot blooded as Bella had been when she first knew her. Bella meanwhile now almost nineteen had carried on too and by now knew all the answers of passion and lust.
At times when she had her friends at her home she would ask Monique to come too and as the latter was the youngest, the older girls amused themselves with her and had her naked and letting them do what they wanted, tossing her off, sucking her or milking her full breasts or tonguing her slit whilst she returned the compliments and had her own thrills as her eager fingers felt and squeezed and fondled the charms which the other girls offered her.
Thus she had also learned how to do the 69 and many a time she had had another girl on top of her and was sucked out whilst she did her own sucking too.
She was still a virgin but it would not be long before she would fall the victim of a man. What was more, she could hardly wait for the chance to find out just how wonderful it was to be possessed by a man. Most of the girls had been with men and they were always talking about it, the thrills and the excitement of finding yourself lying on your back with a man on top of you and giving you the most wonderful feelings until you squirted your juices and he filled you with his ...
She was always thinking of that and wandering how that would be. However, so far she had not been done and had to be contented with the antics of her girlfriends or the play with her cousin Maurice.
Now Maurice was a real lad and he loved to have a girl. However, unfortunately he had been sent to a college and only came home once a month for a weekend.
Otherwise Monique would have plenty of opportunity to discover what a prick inside her belly would do to her.
* * *
Her fortune changed one day when she was in the house all by herself.
Her aunt had gone out and was not expected back for some time. Monique lay on the bed in her room, half asleep, dreaming a bit of all the thrills she had got to know and experience.
Her mind went o her aunt Sylvester.
She was like Maurice in a way and always full of fun. It was a pity really that she never had time to spend it at home. It was always going out to parties and rides with friends and she seldom saw her from one day to another. What with Maurice away, life was sometimes a little monotonous and it was only thanks to Bella and her friends that she did not get too bored.
She often wondered why her aunt was out so much and what she did with all these friends. She wondered too whether aunt Sylvester and her pals played like she Monique did with her friends. She though a lot about that and felt a strange longing to find out. But there again, how would she find out? Then it was, that afternoon that she had her first chance and it was quite a thrill to her. She was suddenly awakened from her daydreams by the sound of voices.
Her aunt and that of a man and a woman.
She listened, crouched by the door of her room.
"I don't think there's anyone at home at all," her aunt was saying. "The maid is out today and Monique said she was going out swimming. She won't be back for a couple of hours yet."
"You ought to let us see that little girl of your sister's, you know, Syl," the woman's voice came. "I for one would not mind seeing what kind of girl she was. You have told us that she's pretty and good looking and that she has a marvelous figure for her age. We would like to know a bit more."
"She's right you know, Syl," the man's voice said, "Why not show her to use one day?"
"And then when you see her, you won't want me anymore. I know you men," her aunt's voice again, laughing. "No, you stick to me and give me the thrills I need. I don't want to lose my enjoyment and see it all go to a slip of a girl who's still too green to appreciate it."
The voice faded away and there was only the distant sound of laughter. Monique gathered that they had gone into the lounge and that the door had been shut.
What had her aunt meant? She wondered. It seemed that her friends whoever they were, wanted to meet her and her aunt was afraid that they would like her, Monique so much that they would not want her aunt any more. That was a funny thing to say ...
Perhaps, as she had mentioned thrills, she was afraid that her friends who obviously thrilled her somehow or other, would turn their attention on her, Monique gave her the thrills which should have gone to her aunt.
The very thought roused her curiosity. What thrills were they? Were they same that she and her friends derived from playing together? That was most likely. If only she could see and find out ... It might be fun to see them play and perhaps she could learn something as well for after all, adults must know a lot more than young girls and boys ...
The very thought asked to be turned into deeds and she wandered how she could watch her aunt and her friends, unseen and unnoticed and see what they got up to.
Now the lounge faced the south and opposite the lounge was another part of the house which also belonged to her aunt but was empty to be let furnished.
Monique's mind was made up. Careful not to make a sound she moved about in her room, put her plimsoles on and slipped from the room down the corridor and out through the kitchen without mishap. It was easy to enter the other half of the house then and she had soon reached the room which overlooked her aunt's lounge.
Of course her aunt was not expecting any peeping toms from that quarter and thought herself free and not overlooked.
Monique took up a position behind the lace curtains and peered into the lounge.
She could see the three of them seated on settee and in armchairs, having a drink and smoking. They were laughing and talking.
With a smile, the crafty girl produced from her blouse a pair of opera glasses which she had brought along.
She put them to her eyes and focused them. The trio in the lounge was now so close to her that she could see everything as if they were with her in the same room.
Naturally she could not hear what they were talking about but whatever it was, they were having a good laugh.
She saw her aunt fill the glasses again and as she made to sit down once more, the man who was sitting on the settee caught his arm round her thighs and pulled her down beside him on the settee. Her aunt laughed and then to the thrill of Monique she saw that the man's arm went around her aunt's waist and as the latter reclined against her friend, the latter got his hand in the front of her dress and began to unbutton it. Now the woman with them, a petite but well built brunette got to her feet and laughing too, calmly began to pull her aunt's dress wide open and then she dived her hand inside the dress and fished the breasts out.
Monique caught her breath. This was the first time she have ever seen her aunt's chest. My goodness, she thought, what a pair of things she got.
The two globes which were lying outside the dress now, were big and round with large nipples on them which stood stiff and hard on the tips. Monique focused the glasses on them and looked at the massive breasts.
She thought they were lush. Apparently her aunt's friends thought sot oo for at that moment, the two sitting on either side of her aunt now, each gripped a nipple and began to pull and to tug at the breasts for all they were worth. They are milking her, thought Monique.
Indeed that was what they were doing and they seemed to derive great pleasure from it.
As they pulled the nipples they stroked and fondled the big mounds with their free hands and amused themselves.
Now the thrill deepened for her aunt reached out with one hand and Monique saw her feel her friend's breast. Then the fingers unfastened the brunette's blouse and soon afterwards the girl saw another pair of breasts appear. Again she focused her glasses on this new set and was delighted to see the big rounded globes of the brunette's breasts, tipped with big nipples, dark as Bella's were.
The woman moved over and now her aunt got her mouth on one of the nipples and began to suck it whilst she fondled the breasts.
Her free hand moved and grabbed the man's trousers in front. Monique guessed what was going to happen and already moved her glasses so that she would not miss anything.
Her aunt's fingers undid the man's flies and disappeared inside. The, an instant later the hand appeared again holding the man's prick.
Monique nearly fell backwards when she saw it. She had never seen such a monstrous prick. She had always thought that Maurice had a big charm. When the girls at school had been talking about their friends too, they had said what big things the men had and she had taken for granted that they were the same as the thing Maurice had between his legs. Now she saw this thing through the opera glasses and was astounded at it size. It was at least nine inches long and fat.
Her aunt was stroking and pulling it and the man laughed and said something to the other one and the three of them cot up and aunt locked the door.
Then they began to strip and soon she saw three naked bodies in that room and the one feeling the other and patting and smacking one another and doing all sorts of things.
It was then that suddenly the man grabbed the brunette round the waist and pulled her down. Monique saw her lying on her back with her legs in the air holding them wide and she saw the mass of dark hair round the slit. The next thing the man was on top of her and that massive charm of his was disappearing inside the hairy belly. Then her aunt came and stood beside them, tugging at the brunette's nipples. She saw the bodies begin to heave and to toss and the girl twist and writhe. She knew what was coming then and she could hardly remain still as she watched the intercourse. Her own free hand was on her own belly under her skirt and feeling and fingering herself she soon felt herself become soaking wet and she stood there jigging about her belly full of those strange feelings which thrilled her so often these days.
But her eyes did not leave the room opposite and she followed with hot eyes everything that was going on there.
She saw her aunt take the brunette's place and standing on all fours on the settee, her great big breasts hanging down and swinging.
She saw both the brunette and the man feel those breasts and pull them about. Then the man's hand between her aunt's thighs, feeling her slit and finger her.
Next he got behind her and drove his massive thing between the plump thighs and began to do her.
Again she saw the bodies heave and toes and the swinging breasts flop about. The brunette stood watching, fingering her own slit and squeezing her full brown-tipped breasts.
It was almost too much for the spying girl and she was now so much on heat that her own slit was so wet that the juice was trickling down her thighs.
In her condition she was jerking and jigging about so much that the curtain behind which she was standing was moving to and fro.
Looking across she suddenly became aware of the fact that the man was looking directly at her. Too late she realized that she had been spotted and suddenly when she saw the three of them stand looking across, she realized that she had given the game away.
She tried to get away quickly but even before she had left the window she saw that the man was getting into his coat over his bare body and guessed that he was after her.
She got panicky and had difficulty opening the door. She lost valuable time and she had only dashed halfway down the stairs when the man caught her.
"Ah, here's our little intruder, our little spy," he cried.
"Well, well, and opera glasses and all. You have had a good time then, what, spying on us. I trust you have seen enough to satisfy yourself? Well, we'll see if we can't satisfy ourselves about you too. I wonder who you are and how you got there. Come along and we'll soon find out."
He took her by the arm and she was conducted to the lounge where he pushed her inside the room.
"Here is the little culprit," he cried.
"Good heavens, Monique!" her aunt exclaimed. "It was you, was it? What on earth were you ..."
"Monique, is it? The brunette interrupted her. "Well, we are meeting her after all. Seeing that she was interested enough to spy on us to see what we were doing, it strikes me that she also be interested enough in sex to entertain us a little."
"Not so fast, Anne," her aunt said. "Leave her Carlo. I'll talk to her."
She sat Monique down and began to ask her lots of questions. The girl was completely subdued and dared hardly speak at all. However, the truth came out in the end and she admitted that she was keen on it and wanted to find out what her aunt was doing with her friends and wondering whether they too played in the same way.
"That sound hopeful and promising, Syl," the man Carlo said. "If she like it and she knows a few of these answers there's no reason why we should not try her out."
"That's right," the brunette fell by. "She seems to like it so why not have fun with her."
Her aunt turned to Monique.
"So you say you always play like this with your friends, eh. Does that include Bella and Maurice maybe?"
Monique nodded and at her aunt's request she told her what they used to do.
It was not long before they had a clear picture of what Monique was like and in that, in fact, she was a randy little bitch as Carlo remarked.
"If we let her share in our fun, she won't have occasion to talk, Syl," he went on. "Let's have fun together. Anyway, we could do with a change."
Syl laughed suddenly:
"What did I tell you? As soon as you met Monique you would not want me anymore."
"Oh yes, we'll want you alright," Anne said. "All the more so in fact. With Monique here as well, we shall have more fun, that's all."
"Do you want o have fun with us Monique?" her aunt asked now.
The girl nodded, still shy but no longer too scared.
"There you are, she does," Anne laughed.
"Very well, Monique," aunt Sylvester resumed. "But I think that you need some punishment first because of spying on us like that."
"That's a good idea," Carlo fell by at once.
Monique felt easier now. She realized that the worst was over and she began to take a closer interest in the two naked forms.
Now it was even better than across in the other room and she marveled at the beauty of both her aunt and Anne.
She glanced at the man. He had removed his coat now and showed his bare body with his massive charm standing erect on his hairy belly.
He glanced at her.
"I need not hide my charm since you have had a good look at it already. Presently you may have an even better look and a good feel too, it not more."
"Monique," her aunt said, "come over here. As I said, you must be punished for your indiscretion. Seeing that you have already had plenty of opportunity to watch us and you have admitted that it's nothing new to you we need not hesitate as to our treatment. Even I have not properly seen year charms and I must admit I have often wondered what nice young things you were hiding from view. My friends here have been keen to see you. Well, we have our opportunity now and if you are a good girl and you promise not to say a word to anyone about this, you may share our fun alter on and have a good time. But now, let's have your punishment over and done with."
She made Monique stand between her knees and as the latter stood eyeing her aunt's formidable naked breasts with the large nipples, Sylvester began calmly to undress the girl and rendered her completely naked. It was plain to see that they were delighted to see such a pretty figure and the aunt was surprised and a little vexed to think that she had had the girl in her house for so long without having taken advantage of such a little beauty. She had never thought that Monique would be like this as she came from her strict sister's house. She had always taken great care not to give the girl any idea of her own desires and likings. But now this should be changed at once. The girl was all in favor of this sort of thing and liked it so there would be no reason why she should not have it.
"Well, what do you know and there was I hiding everything from you thinking that you were a little innocent." She laughed suddenly and turning to her friends she added:
"It looks as if I shall have to make up for a lot of lost time, what."
"That's right," the brunette said, "and we'll start right now. I'm dying to get my hands on that lush little creature."
"Yes, me too," Carlo said. "Let's have a good look at her and admire all those charms." Aunt Sylvester nodded.
"Yes, let's have a good look, eh."
Monique's bewilderment was beginning to leave her and she was also beginning to enjoy the situation, realizing that she was in for a good bit of fun. What with three naked people with her and now herself also naked, it was bound to end up in good fun.
She had not spoken and waited calmly for what was to come. Then her aunt's hands began to move all over her body and with the other two impatiently looking on, she caressed the breasts and the belly, fingered the sex and the buttocks.
"My word, it's a treat to feel a nice young set like yours, Monique. You are a real smasher, you know. Fine titties and quite big too and I must say, I do like that little cuntie of your, too. Boy, Carlo, you'll find it as tight as a shut door. She's still a virgin too and I know you'll like that. And look at those buttocks, aren't they sweet and cuddly. I like plump ones. She's got a cute little rosette too."
She tackled Monique's anus and then returned to the belly, fingered the sex some more. She made Monique lie down on the settee now and the other two had a chance of examining her body. Anne the brunette closely inspected the breasts, pinched and squeezed them, drew out the nipples and rubbed them with her thumbs, twisted them between her fingers whilst Carlo with a grin on his face explored the lower region.
"This is a surprise indeed," he remarked. "She has a beauty of a cunt, that girl." He parted the slit lips with his fingers and peered at it closely. "As you said, Syl, tight enough. My word, my cock will have a job to open that slit up."
"I like her tits," Anne said. "Those pink nipples always fascinate me. She's big for her age too, isn't she. We'll have to give her a good milking."
"But first," aunt Sylvester said "she'll have her punishment. Leave her, you two, you will have plenty of chance to do her later. It's my turn first."
She sat down and pulled Monique across her lap. Now as she had the buttocks uppermost she began to spank her with the flat of her hand until Monique's buttocks were red and glowing. As she spanked her, the big breasts were bouncing and the brunette got hold of them and fondled them.
"Get me the cane a minute, Anne," Syl said after a while. "We'll give her the cane, that will do her good."
Anne went and returned with a nice thin cane which she handed to Syl.
The latter raised it and Monique felt the sting of it across her cuddly cheeks. After about ten strokes she was allowed to get up and then she had to bend over so that her breasts were hanging well down. Now her aunt raised the cane again and it came swishing down on the full breasts again and again. Monique began to jig about and to twist her body trying to evade the cane but she had no chance.
At her aunt's command, her two friends got hold of Monique by her arms and now turned her backward, held her in such a position that her head was hanging down and her full breasts were upper most and offering an ideal target for the cane.
Now the aunt began to aim at the surrounds and the nipples.
Monique cried out for it hurt so much and she did not enjoy this a bit. But her aunt laughed and said that this was her punishment and that she would soon get used to it.
The cane was coming down hard and she received a large number of strokes so that her poor breasts were painful and sore when she was released at last. But even then it was not all over. She was now laid down on the floor and with the two friends holding on to her legs which they had held wide, aunt Sylvester began to hit out at the belly and the slit between the open thighs.
Then she prodded and poked inside the sex and in between the bum cheeks until Monique was coiling like a snake and writhing. Then it was enough and she was left alone. She was allowed to rest on the settee and the brunette rubbed her breasts and all over her body, caressing her sore charms.
Monique felt better soon and strangely enough she did not mind anymore and seemed to feel quite pleasant now as her whole body was glowing hotly and she experienced a singular sensation deep down inside her belly and felt her slit throb and quiver hotly too.
"That's what comes after a good caning," Anne said. "You get nice and hot within and then you don't mind the pain anymore and in fact, you want more of it until you're so randy that all you want to do is to spunk and spunk. I know for I've often had it myself and we often cane one another just to get nicely on heat. Look, your aunt is being caned now by Carlo. Presently you'll see that big cunt of hers become soaking wet and she'll be spunking all over the place. She's a real hot bitch, you know and we love her for that. By the way, I have a nice cunt too, why don't you feel me a bit. Finger me and play with me, eh."
She placed one of Monique's hands on her dark tits and the other between her thighs and Monique did not hesitate. Hot and on heat as she was and always keen, she soon found her way between the lips of the slit and explored the biggest slit she had ever set eyes on. The breasts too were lush, she thought and she amused herself all the more as she watched her aunt who was standing in the middle of the room offering her naked body to Carlo, who armed with the cane was hitting her all over and was making her bouncing breasts red and glowing.
The belly and slit too got a good deal of hits and aunt Sylvester was jigging about as Monique ha done. Nevertheless, she seemed to be enjoying it and urged Carlo on:
"Go and aim at my tits again, Carlo. Hit the nipples a bit harder. I want to be hotter than ever now that I have Monique with me. And why don't you prod my cunt a little more. Make it randy. And my hole too can have a bit."
As she wheeled round and round she received the cane back and front and en between, Carlo prodded her in anus and slit and in the breasts as well until he was exhausted. Then aunt Sylvester sat down beside Monique and Carlo and Anne went over to the other side of the room together.
Aunt Sylvester asked Monique to take her charms and the girl greedily now began to fondle and squeeze her aunt's big breasts and slit. The latter fondled her niece too and made her all the more randy as she penetrated the small slit and fingered her so deeply that each time she moved her finger, she touched the girl's virginity. Soon she as well as her aunt were soaking wet and to Monique's delight, her aunt buried her face between her thighs and sucked and tongued the young virgin slit with all her might. Lying backwards now, Monique could see the other two on top of one another and Carlo working his massive charm up the brunette's mighty slit.
"I've never had that," she said, when she sat straight again and fondling her aunt's big breasts. "What is it like, auntie?"
"If you really want to find out, Carlo will soon show you but I must tell you, at first it hurts like hell, just for a few moments whilst he gets his cock right up you, but once its right up it gives you the biggest thrill ever. You'll like it, all girls and all women do, of course."
"I think I would like to have it," Monique retorted. "All the girls are always talking about their boyfriends show do them and I never can join in because I don't know what it's like. I don't mind just a little pain."
"It will only be a minute, anyway," her aunt reassured her, "and believe me it's well worth while."
She fingered her niece a little more and then seeing that Carlo and Anne had finished, she called them over and told Carlo what Monique had said.
"Let her study and examine that big monster of yours first," she added. "Get her used to it."
He was quite willing and they were all three surprised when after the first preliminary manipulations, Monique could not resist the temptation and leaning over, closed her mouth over the big knob and began to suck to her heart's content.
They looked at one another and Anne said:
"Well, what do you know, presently she will tell us that she's done it all her life."
Monique straightened herself and smiled. "I have," she said. "We're always sucking and tonguing. We do the girls and we suck the boys' pricks as well. Of course they aren't as big as this one here but then Maurice has got a nice one, you know. When he's at home he often lets me suck him and he sucks my slit and we have great fun."
"I must remember that when he comes home next time," aunt Sylvester said with a gleam in her eyes. "Fancy my dear son liking it as much as his mother does."
Monique lowered her head once more and started to suck the massive knob of Carlo's cock again, watched by the two women.
Very soon he reacted and shot some of his spunk into the avid mouth. Monique swallowed and choked as the thick creamy substance filled her mouth. But she left off only when she could take no more.
Then she sat stroking the monster and inspecting it with intent, examining every part of it from the mushroom knob down to the bag and balls which she pinched and squeezed and pulled to her heart's content.
"I think she's ready for a trial, don't you agree," Carlo laughed.
The others nodded and Anne said that she was dying to see his needle do a bit of sewing on the girl.
The excited and thrilled Monique too wanted to have it and to discover as last what it was like to have a man do her.
She was willing enough when Carlo asked her to lie down and t stretch herself out with her thighs wide open.
They stood and admired once again the young body, the charms and above all, the virgin sex which was about to be opened up.
Aunt Syl and Anne now got hold of Monique's legs and pulled them wider still apart.
They bent them over towards her chest so that her belly was well accessible and part of her lovely cuddly buttocks too were visible. The tight slit was uppermost and ready to e taken.
Carlo moved over and stood between the open legs. Then he lowered himself and guided his massive charm to the tight line of the sex. His fingers parted the halves and the knob now touched the inside of the sex.
Gently he began to jerk his belly back and forth and gradually pressed his knob deeper into the virgin cunt.
His belly began to work harder and as he jerked and pushed, Monique's body moved too and her breasts were quivering with the motions. Harder and harder the rod began to jerk to and fro and half of it was already inside the slit which was slowly opening up. The tight lips were moving along the hard sides, curling with the rhythm of the push. Like a mouth sucking the rod.
Monique was panting and groaning now, bitting her lips, for it was painful, this first intercourse with that massive charm taking her small tight slit. But Carlo did not stop anymore. He was delighted and thrilled with the young virgin and determined to have all of it in the nicest and thrilling way.
The two women had now let go of the girl's legs as he pushed closer and his belly was touching the girl's body as he pressed on and on, deeper and deeper. Her legs were now sticking out on either side of his and the sex was stretched wider than it ever had been before. The panting girl moaned and groaned and heaved deep sighs as she felt that hard massive rod work up inside her and halt each time as the knob touched the wall of her virginity. The rod was so big that the tight aperture could hardly hold it and it was being stretched out of all proportion.
Now Carlo lowered himself still farther and as he did so, his rod was lodged against the girl's virginity without penetrating.
But as he grabbed the two full breasts between his closing fingers and began to give way to his lustful desires, forgetting all but the fact that here under him was a nice little morsel about to surrender to him, about to be debauched and violated, a fresh new and untouched sex, a little virgin, his lower instincts got the upperhand and he suddenly doubled his efforts and almost brutally he jerked his belly forward.
A terrible push and he felt the inside open up. The girl uttered a cry and began to twist and contort her young body, her sighs were like sobs and her moans were almost too much for the two watching women and knew what was happening to her.
He pierced her with a powerful stroke of his mighty rod and then letting himself go and not heeding the girl's cries and moans, he began to do her in earnest, tugging at her breasts, working his rod deeper now, deeper. He was possessing her fully and his rod went up and down inside the violated little sex like a piston, to and fro, back and forth until he had the young form of the naked girl coiling and writhing under him.
He shed his load and pumped her belly full of his juice and then the girl uttered another low moan and all at once her own belly began to react and she heaved and tossed on the selfsame rhythm and gave herself, abandoned herself and surrendered completely to the irresistible, singular sensations that surge through her young body and took possession of her. Then, for the first time of her young life she knew what it was to be a women and to be surrendered to a man. Her inside opened up and the sluices of her slumbering passions did no longer hold. Her whole body responded as the jerking and heaving belly gave up all its content and she shed her load and emptied herself out. Her juice mingled with that of the man on top of her and it came trickling out at the sides of the ramming charm, gurgling and squelching, trickling down between the thighs, covering the belly, clinging to the blonde hair on the mound of Venus.
Up and down they went, the two bodies, once now, united by the man's stud deep inside the violated charm.
For some time Carlo carried on and continued to pump his juice into her until at last he fell forward, exhausted and satiated for the moment.
His hands were still clawing her breasts and tugging at the nipples, until at last his charm lost its solidity and went limp and dropped back out of the now wide open slit. He moved back and sat surveying his work. The belly and slit were covered with a mass of their combined thick creamy juice that was slightly tinged with the few drops of blood as a result of the violation of that young charm.
The girl's body lay quivering with the after effects of the intercourse, her breasts rising and falling as she lay panting for breath. The kips of her sex were contracting and detracting, her thighs trembling as the muscles, reacting to the exertions had not come to rest once more.
The two women stood gazing at her in silence. Then as Carlo moved off of her altogether and stood beside the settee, aunt Sylvester moved and knelt between the girl's thighs. Leaning over her she began to kiss her niece's body from the breasts down to the knees, lingering with eager lips on the still streaming sex which she tongued and kissed gently and lovingly, her hands caressing the belly, the hips, the thighs and buttocks.
For a while there was silence in the room and then she left the girl to recover.
They sat and drank and smoked, looking at the girl. They were pleased and thrilled, for this had been a treat to all three and it had been a long time since they had had the delights of a virgin girl to fulfill their passions and desires on.
The aunt, perverted herself, having been thus all her life, had no compunction as she looked down upon the violated body of her niece.
On the contrary already she was planning how she could have more pleasure and derive more delights from the nearness of the young girl. As for the other two, the brunette was eagerly awaiting her turn to have a session of thrill with that young, good looking girl with the lush body and the gorgeous charms.
Carlo was in his element.
"You know, Syl," he said "it's a long time since I tasted a cunt like this but somehow it reminds me of the time when you were a virgin still and I did you for the first time. Do you remember? You were sixteen at the time and you were as plump and as randy as little Monique here. Only you knew a bit more at the time. When I came to live this way and went to the same school as you it did not take as long to find out that you were keen on the boys and also on the girls. I heard so many tales about you and I wanted badly to find out what was true and whether you were indeed such a smasher that no one could leave you alone."
"I remember," she laughed. "I was waiting for you and hoping to add you to my list of conquest. Remember, Carlo, I had a whole list of fellows and boys I had had on top of me. I used to read through my diary and recall the events and warm myself up again with the memories of past delights whenever I was about to make a fresh conquest and when you came along and you asked me to come out with you one weekend, I was determined to make that occasion a real thrilling treat. You were so handsome and big for your age. You were different from the other boys and as you were a few years older, eighteen nearly, I thought that you might have something real nice to give me and boy, you had too."
She tittered as she reminisced and turning to Anne, she went on:
"You did not know me then. I'll tell you how wonderful that afternoon was. And you Monique, whilst you're getting your breath back, you can listen too."
"We went on our bikes into the country and we found a smashing spot where it was nice and peaceful. Carlo wasn't a bit shy and I wasn't really. We lay chatting and then we messed about for a bit, feeling a bit too. It was nice but there was not enough in it to satisfy me. However, everything turned out very well and especially after a while when we were suddenly caught in a thunderstorm which we had not seen coming on because we were to intent upon our desires."
We ran for some shelter under some bushes but in no time we were soaking wet, absolutely frenched to the skin."
"It was lucky though that the storm did not last too long and already after a little while the sun was back and hotter than ever. Then the crafty Carlo said to me:
'You'll have to get out of those wet things or you'll get pneumonia, Syl.'
'What, here?' I said. 'What happens if someone comes and sees me in my undies.?'
'What undies,' he said. 'They're soaking as well and they'll have to dry off too.' "
"To cut a long story short, of course, I guessed what he was after and I realized that this offered an ideal opportunity to have real fun. It would be much more exciting than just sitting together and feeling a bit. I wondered what his reaction would be if her saw me naked."
"I had no qualms, mind. I liked others to see my naked charms for I was proud of my body and the nice things I had at sixteen."
"Remember, Carlo, what nice tits I had then and how you were thrilled to see my little cuntie."
She tittered and resumed:
"I took everything ff and soon my blouse and skirt were hanging from a branch to dry and I was standing there in the clearing in my vest and knickers. They were indeed wet and I was glad to take them off too."
"I was amused at Carlo. His eyes were like saucers when he saw first my one bare tit and then the other. He could not take his eyes off of me. No wonder for my tits were lush then and I had nice points on them already."
But when he saw my belly become bare as I pulled my knickers off, he nearly lost control of himself at once."
'Gosh,' he said 'blimey, what a lovely thing ... what a lovely fanny ...'
"I laughed at him."
"Never mind my fanny, hang those wet things up for me and the you might as well take you wet clothes off too and we'll play Adam and Eve in paradise, what."
"He was of the same mind and thought it a wonderful idea. Very soon I watched him peeling off his shirt and trousers and pants and if he was delighted when he saw what I had got, I was even more thrilled when I saw his hairy belly and that monster of his prick. Even at that time he had a big sausage, you know. Well you can guess by the size that thing is now. He had at least six inches, fat and round with a nice knob on it and a lovely little bag underneath. I nearly came there and then, just looking at that wonderful thing."
"Well, we did not waste much time now and we joked and laughed and decided that we were a little lonely in paradise and that we ought to have some offspring."
"We stopped our admiration and general inspection of each other's charms and by then I had had a jolly good feel of that mighty prick and he of my tits and my slit, mind and I lay down and he was on top of me and there we went. That hard stiff thing of his was working up my belly and soon I was panting and moaning the same as Monique was a little while ago. Boy, I'll never forget that time. It was wonderful and so lovely and thrilling. Once he had pierced me and I was a woman and that cock of his would get right up, we were heaving and tossing away and I was so thrilled that I nearly fainted with it. He gave me all he had got and I let go of all I had to give and we came galore. Bless me, I never really knew what spunking was until that glorious afternoon"
"Old Carlo was really great and he gave me my biggest thrill ever that day. We were doing fine and after we had come for the first time and I knew what a wonderful thing it was to have intercourse, I did no waste much time anymore and I had it a lot after that."
"We were having a marvelous time that afternoon and Carlo was full of tricks I had never even heard of. I enjoyed everything he did although when got me standing on all fours and began to beat with a bunch of twigs so that I was red and glowing in no time, I thought it was a bit too much for he was hurting me. He laughed and said that it was only the beginning. Heavens, my dears, it was too. Hardly had I got over that hiding or he came back with a handful of nettles which he had picked and now as I lay resting after the spanking, he got to work on me with those nettles and rubbed them into my belly and slit and on my backside until I was rolling all over the place and hotter than I had ever been in my life. Those nettle acted on my slit alright and before he had even finished I was begging him to do it again."
"The second time her did me from behind and also pushed that fat knob of his into my anus. It was a strange but lovely thrill and I was more than happy."
"Another thing I always liked after that day was when he rubbed his cock between my tits and did me that way. My tits were covered with his juice and it thrilled me again and again. I remember when we finally sent home we could hardly cycle and I'm sure if I had been on foot I would have reached home on my knees. Yes, Carlo and I have had some wonderful times and although I've had many fellows since, I've always preferred his lovely charms to any other. And that reminds me, Carlo, I would not mind feeling that lovely sausage of yours between my tits again. Come on."
He laughed and came over and Monique who had completely recovered and was randier than ever now that she had had a real taste of the thing, watched eagerly as he pressed aunt Sylvester's breasts together and forced his massive cock between the two mounds, began to do her that way. She was thrilled when she saw suddenly his spunk appear over the tops of the two mounds and trickle down. Then he rubbed his knob all over the big nipples and when he stepped back Anne quickly leaned over Syl and began to suck the soaking tits for her.
Monique had never had such a wonderful time and the sight of the two women playing and now sucking one another, the sight of that big cock still ready to give more, brought her on heat again and she did not object when Carlo sat her on his knees and having guided that fat knob in between the now open slit lips, began to do her again. He had his hands on her breasts which he gripped firmly and bobbed her up and down so that she felt his big charms moving up and down inside her lit. So hot was she that she came in no time and was surprised at seeing her as randy as that.
He thrilled her some more by laying her across his knees and sucking first her tits and then with his head buried between her thighs, sucking her slit for her.
Without having been asked, she then sucked his knob and played with his balls.
She could not have enough of it now and when the brunette took over and made her lie across her body, her face between the fat thighs, her mouth on the dark haired slit, whilst the brunette was sucking Monique's slit, she responded beautifully and avidly sucked and tongued the big slit as if she had done it hundreds of times.
Whilst she was doing her best too, aunt Syl was standing over her and feeling her rounded buttocks and her anus which she fingered and tickled. Carlo was standing beside her and with one hand feeling Monique's tits and also milking her aunt's with the other hand. There seemed to be spunk all over the place and it was an unforgettable afternoon for the young girl.
When at last the end of the fun came and she returned to her room she was completely exhausted and feel asleep on her bed.
* * *
That night her aunt asked her to sleep with her in her room. Monique guessed that some more fun would result and eagerly accepted.
She was not mistaken for a soon as they were in the bedroom, her aunt began to strip Monique naked and then asked her to undress her as well.
Very soon the two were admiring themselves and each other as they stood naked in front of the tall mirror and watched their antics via the glass.
Aunt Syl, had a good substitute for a cock and had the handle of the hairbrush pushed up Monique's small slit until she came and this time she was able to follow her own reactions in the glass. She watched her belly heave and jerk and saw the spunk come oozing from her and trickle down her thighs.
Then, with a smile, her aunt got down and put her head between Monique's thighs and facing upwards began to tongue her slit in front of the mirror and Monique was thrilled and delighted as she saw that long tongue enter her slit and play havoc with her emotions. Naturally, afterwards she did likewise and she was on beat again and ready to do anything her aunt would suggest.
They did the 69 together on the bed and they both gorged themselves with each other's spunk. Then with their lips wet with the thick cream they kissed on the mouth and tongued as they caressed each other's slits and tits.
Monique was learning fast and her aunt would soon see to it that she would become as perverted a she herself was.
That night they were awake till very late and it was only because they were exhausted that they fell asleep at long last.
In the morning before getting up they had some more sexual delights and then her aunt had to go out.
"I'll be home in good time though," she said. "I want to be here when Maurice comes home. This is going to be a marvelous weekend."
Monique understood. She had forgotten that Maurice was due home.
Now she was looking forward all the more to his return.
* * *
As it happened, Maurice came home early, having managed an earlier train. Thus they had several hours together before his mother returned. Soon he was investigating Monique's charms and discovered that she was not a virgin anymore. He was disappointed for he had promised himself that he would possess her this weekend and make a woman out of her.
Monique thought best to explain what had happened as she did not want him to be cross with her.
She told him how she had spied on his mother, had been caught red-handed and has been punished. She described all that had taken place and Maurice was no longer angry.
"I always thought she was up to those tricks," he laughed then. "I always had a suspicion that it was like that. I should have found out long ago and perhaps I would have had some marvelous times with mama. However, it's not too late and I have a guess that now mother knows what I'm like, she'll no longer make a secret of her escapades or of her charms. Boy, that may be a wonderful weekend after all."
* * *
The evening was passing quietly and it was getting on for ten o'clock when aunt Syl said to Monique:
"I guess we could do with a nice drink and then have something to amuse ourselves."
Monique knew what she was driving at and winked at Maurice.
The latter had already been wondering whether anything was going to happen and was pleased to realize that the time had probably come. He had a curious desire to see his mother's charm which he had always admired form a distance and often tried to get a glimpse of her breasts when she leaned over to him. He knew that she had a fine body and the prospect of seeing all of her, thrilled him no end.
When they had their drinks and sat smoking and chatting, Maurice's mother suddenly said:
"I heard some news about you yesterday."
He grinned and was about to answer when Monique chipped in:
"I told him all about what happened, aunt. You see he found out that I wasn't a virgin anymore and was angry with me."
"Ah, you did not waste any time then when he came home, what," aunt Syl laughed. "Fine, if Maurice knows all, there is no need to waste time now. To tell you the truth, son, I never guessed that you were that way inclined or I would have made the most of that. You have heard all from Monique so I needn't explain what I am like and that I adore to be with other people for the specific purpose of having as much fun as I can. Now, knowing what you are like, I think we can have much fun together as well."
"And that's what I want too," he laughed. "Heavens, mum, the time I have wished for a glimpse of your beautiful things ... I know you are beautiful. Look at the lovely figure you have."
"That might be all padding," she tittered. "But it isn't, so don't worry. And you would like to see what I have, eh. But what about you showing me something too, eh?"
"Of course, I shall be delighted," he replied.
However, before he could carry out his intentions, Monique, already on heat and excited, beat him too. Her hand shot forward and she began to undo his flies without the slightest hesitation. The amused aunt watched as the hand dived inside the trousers and soon returned with the youthful prick, a nice cock and surprisingly large for a young man. It was at least seven inches and round and fat with good size balls underneath. She felt her fingers itch to get hold of those charms.
"Isn't it nice, aunt," Monique tittered. "Look at it, not as big as Carlo's but a very nice sausage and I love it. I'll roll it so that you can see it get nice and hard and big."
She got hold of the rod and began to manipulate it between her finger, rolling it and tugging at it, stretching it until it was at its fullest stretch. The lovely thing was standing hard and solid on the belly and Monique pulled the bag to make the cock jump. His mother could not wait any longer and she reached out, grabbed the charm and closely inspected it, pushing back the foreskin and pressing the knob open so that the little slit in the tip was opening up.
"My word, Maurice, you've got as nice a cock as your father used to have. I must say, it's a lovely surprise to find a nice rod like this about the house. We'll have to have lots of thrills with that."
As she spoke she stroked and caressed his charm and belly, played with the hair above the cock and finally bent over and opening her lips closed them about the knob which she began to suck for all she was worth. Maurice was delighted and eager too. He did not think it fair that was the only one who had made his charm available and as his mother bent over him he got his trembling fingers on her breasts and felt their size, their soft firmness and the hardened nipples. It was too much and he wanted to see them too and play with them, examine those lush gorgeous mounds.
She understood and laughingly straightened herself.
"Alright, go on, I know you're dying to find out and to see my tits," she said.
He did not even answer and his eager fingers were undoing the front of her dress A Few moments later, dress and bra had been moved out of the way and the large breasts were hanging out for all to see.
"Blimey, what a pair of tits you have," he exclaimed. "I guess you had a nice dairy but not as nice as this. What a set of balls and what smashers of nipples on them too. I bet you like being milked and you've been milked hundreds of times too."
As she nodded and giggled, he gripped both nipples and began to tug at them as if he had a pair of udder to do.
His mother was satisfied and now turned to Monique.
"What about you showing a few things too. The more Maurice can see the more he'll want to play. Besides, I'm ready for your lovely titties too. I want to play with them again."
She helped herself and got Monique's breasts out of her blouse, sat playing with them and fondling them whilst Monique squeezed and stroked Maurice's still erect charm.
As they carried on their examinations, the young man explored the secrets of his mother's charms as sell as Monique's.
As a result of this the two were soon completely naked and showed him all they had got and offered their charms to him.
Shortly afterwards when he had satisfied himself as to the quality of the charms at his disposal and he had compared his mother's full breasts and large slit with those of Monique's, he stripped as well and now it was their turn to feel him all over and to closely inspect him front and back.
By now they were so on heat that it was not long before they got down to business.
At his mother's request Maurice climbed on top of her and an instant later he had his seven inches going up her belly whilst Monique watched this unique intercourse and amused herself fingering her own slit with one hand and through Maurice's thighs, pulling at the bag and his balls as they were emptying themselves into his mother's randy belly.
Almost as soon as their heaving bodies had ceased to writhe and toss and his mother's delighted groans and sighs had ceased, Maurice removed himself and now grabbed the excited Monique who was more than randy for him.
She bent over for him and showed him her cuddly buttocks, opened her legs wide and allowed him to guide his still dripping knob through her thighs into her open slit.
She jerked herself on to his prick and then jigged about, helping him to come quickly. Her breasts were bouncing and swinging and aunt Sylvester got her fingers on the nipples and with a laugh, milked the tits with all her might, saying what a nice little cow she was.
"What about you," Monique laughed. "I can see those big udders of yours bounce too. I'll milk them shall I."
So whilst she was being done, her aunt milked her tits and she grabbed her aunt's and the three of them were busy until Maurice shot a load of spunk into his cousin's belly.
After that they let him rest whilst they made a 69 and sucked and tongued one another and gorged themselves with the spunk that was streaming from their randy slits.
They rubbed their tits into one another and even rubbed the nipples into the slit and soaked them after which they sucked them off to the amusement of Maurice who was more than thrilled.
They spent hours doing all sorts of things and when at last they went to bed, the three of them slept together and a long time before they finally closed their eyes, they spent felling and fondling and Maurice doing both of them again with the last ounces of juice he had to give. They sucked him several times and he tongued them until they had no energy left and dropped off to sleep.
* * *
The morning was spent getting ready for aunt's friends to come and when they arrived late in the afternoon the two young ones were looking forward very eagerly to the adventures which were in store for them.
Aunt Sylvester did not keep her niece in suspense for very long. As for Maurice, he had soon made contact with the brunette Anne. The two were having a good feel of one another before they had even started to drink.
Carlo, setting between Monique and her aunt, was busily fishing out their tits and amused himself in turn with these and with their lower regions as they sat with their skirts up to their waists and their bellies bare.
After a while Carlo had a word with Maurice and there was a lot of sniggering going on. Then Maurice too the brunette's arm and as she followed him over to the settee where Monique and his mother were, Carlo stood in front of Anne and together the two men began to do her, Maurice having his smaller cock pressing hard into her plump backside and Carlo's mighty weapon of love forcing its way into the deep cavern of the ever ready slit.
They worked hard and as they were doing her, the laughing Anne, her big breasts bouncing into Carlo's face, let herself go completely and gave herself to them, squirting her juice and abandoning herself to this double thrill.
The other two watched as they fingered one another and as soon as the trio had done, Monique ran forward and asked them to do her that way.
They laughed at her enthusiasm and of course, were willing to oblige. Again the two cocks got to work and Monique had the strange and wonderful sensation of feeling these massive rods pressing into her on either side whilst Carlo had his teeth into one of her nipples and nibbled and sucked it hard.
Aunt Sylvester meanwhile was busily sucking Anne who was standing between her knees and with legs open knees bents, let herself be licked and tongued, first her slit and then her anus until all the spunk had been swallowed by the avid aunt Syl.
In turn, after the two men had a rest, auntie also had the bliss of two cocks up her belly and buttocks and then they spent some time sucking tits and milking and having a good suck and fondle of the two cocks and balls.
They sat down then and relaxed for a bit. The afternoon was wearing on and still they were full steam at it. By now especially the young girl was on heat like a bitch in season and the others took the fullest advantage of her as she was the youngest and freshest and keen as they too have all she could have.
There was nothing to which she objected and even when she was hurt because they were getting too rough in their caresses, she was a good sport and let them do as they pleased.
She lay on the floor and had herself lifted up by her slit lips and even by her well-stretched and protruding clitoris. She let them grip her breasts and drag them across the room and acted as wheelbarrow to the men who tucked her legs under their arms and pushed their cocks up her slit.
They could not get enough of her charms. Aunt Sylvester and Anne got the canes out and gave her a good caning across buttocks and breasts and then Carlo pushed the neck of a wine bottle right up her belly whilst Maurice prodded her anus with his fingers.
They stood her on the table on all fours and milked her tits and whilst this was going on, aunt Syl insisted that Monique should entertain them further by pissing into her mouth and into Anne's mouth.
They took turns putting their heads between Monique's thighs, upwards so that their open mouths could catch the piss she squirted.
They amused themselves tying cords round the plump tits and tugging at them, stretching them far out and tightening the cords causing the breasts to become even more prominent.
In the end when Monique was exhausted they let her relax on the settee and Carlo sat moistening her breasts with wine to lick it and suck it off then whilst auntie poured wine into the wide gaping slit, held open by Anne who then sucked it out again.
Then at last they left her for awhile as they amused themselves with Maurice and Carlo and let the two do them again, auntie lying on the floor with Carlo on top of her and Anne lying face downwards on top of Carlo's back with Maurice doing her from behind, squeezing and mauling her full brown-nippled breasts whilst Anne reached for auntie's big tits which she pulled upwards as she was being done by Carlo. The four heaving bodies were covered with spunk when at last they finished.
That was a signal for a bath which they needed too. They stood in the bath and Monique had to wash them and as she rubbed their charms and played thus, they pissed all over her so that she too needed a bath.
They had great fun and the feast was becoming a veritable orgy.
When they returned to the lounge, somewhat refreshed, they started another caning session and once more Monique was the victim and had her buttocks caned until they were red, her breasts too and her nipples sore after the thorough chastisement. But by now she was numbed and felt no pain. Besides, the drinks to which she was not accustomed had made her reckless and careless and she was beyond caring what happened so long as she could satiate those feelings and emotions that had taken possession of her.
She was thrilled and delighted when she had a chance of caning the others and she made a good job of her aunt's tits and buttocks and of Anne's big slit with the protruding clitoris which she caned until the latter was jumping and jigging all over the place. Then the two men were caned as well and they aimed at their cocks and balls, prodded and poked them and di not rest until they were coming without having a slit to pour their spunk into.
It was aunt Sylvester who suggested then that Carlo and Maurice should play together and show them what they could do and they sat watching gleefully, fingering one the other whilst the men tossed one another off and sucked each other's cocks and balls. Then more drinks and the end of the party had come.
They could have gone on for ever but aunt and her friends had dates for the evening and they were going to a nightclub.
Maurice and Monique were left alone.
Not that this mattered. They knew who to amuse themselves and each other.
However, they were rather tired after all the exertions of the afternoon and for a long while they sat quietly and idly playing with one another's charms until Maurice suggested to ring Bella and see if she could come over. As it happened, Bella was at home and she had a friend with her, that is to say, the girl was the daughter of some friends of her father's who had come over for the weekend.
"I'm ready to come," Bella said, "but I shall have to bring Paula along with me. The kid is only eleven and I don't quite know whether she's any good. I've tried her out and she likes tickling and a little horseplay but further than that I haven't gone with her."
"Never mind," Maurice laughed, "we'll soon find out. If she doesn't like it now, she'll soon like it when she sees our lovely things around and being played with. Good example for her, anyway."
Bella laughed and hung up.
Ten minutes later she arrived and the two, having donned dressing gowns not to shock the little girl too much for a start, received them. Bella was as hot blooded as ever and ready for lots of fun. As for Paula, she looked a little surprised seeing the two in their dressing gowns and wondered why they were not dressed properly.
She was soon to find out.
Before long, Bella who could hardly wait to have some fun, began to tease Paula and she said to Maurice and Monique"
"You know, Paula is ever so ticklish but she doesn't mind it. I believe she rather like it. Shall we see how much she likes it?"
Paula tittered as the other said yes.
Bella got hold of the girl and began to tickle her in the ribs and above th knees and soon Paula was lying on her back and with her legs in the air wriggling and twisting to escape the tickling fingers.
As a result the other two had a good view of her bottom and thighs and now and again caught a glimpse of the little sex through the leg opening of the silk pants.
They knew that sooner or later Bella would find her way down there and waited for the reaction which would tell them whether they would be able to have fun with the girl and to see and feel and play with her young charms. Naturally, they did not expect anything much by the way of tits but she had at least something there and the small slit would be fun enough.
Bella now started on the second stage. She turned the girl over and began to smack her bottom and then tickled the backs of her thighs. Paula shrieked and laughed and when Bella moved her hand touched her between the thighs, deliberately tickled the little slit directly, Paula giggled and wriggled all the more but she did not cover her sex with her hands or protested against the bold approach.
Bella knew enough. Again she touched the slit and belly and tickled mercilessly. This seemed to make Paula all the more eager for it was obvious that she liked the game. She turned on her back and wriggling and jigging she opened her legs wide and kicked wildly but the now daring Bella found the belly again and again and then the little tits also and tickled more furiously than ever.
At last she stopped and said;
"There, she's a good sport, what. She stands a good tickle, what. I think we ought to find out if she can also stand a good spanking. Shall we try her?"
They agreed and without further ado Bella grabbed Paula by the waistband of her pants.
"Look, Paula, it's all good fun, you understand and I shan't spank you hard or hurt you but all the same, I'm going to take your pants down and smack your bare bottom."
"I don't mind," the girl said. "I know it's fun and I've had that done before, you know."
That was a good answer and Bella was pleased.
"Okay, we'll have fun but listen, you must not tell anyone what we have been doing or we might get scolded."
"I shan't tell a soul, I promise."
"That's fine. I tell you what, if you let me smack the fat bot of yours without crying out, we'll let you spank mine too and perhaps even Monique's. How's that?"
"Oh, lovely, I'll spank you hard too."
Before she could say anymore she had her pants down and the three could see and feast their eyes on the young fresh and cuddly buttocks.
The giggling Paula obeyed when Bella told her to part her legs and thus they had a view of her little slit as well as she was raised up. Now Bella began to smack the plump cheeks of the little buttocks and now and again pinched them and squeezed then as well. The girl was tittering and giggling a lot and did not seem to mind. On the contrary, she was enjoying it and let her bottom be smacked until it was nice and red.
"Well, that's for the first go. You are a nice little sport and since you have not cried out, I'll keep my promise. You may get up now Paula."
As the little girl got up, Bella willingly hoisted her skirt high and pulled her pants down showing them all her bare bottom.
"Her you are, miss," she laughed. "All yours to spank me."
Paula giggled as she looked with hot eyes at Bella's backside as the latter bent over, making sure that the girl also caught a good glimpse of her hairy belly through the open thighs.
"Gosh, how funny," Paula giggled "you've got all hairs between your cheeks and between your legs too."
At once Bella took her up.
"Of course, I'm older than you be nearly ten years. All grown-ups have hair on their backside and if you look closer you can see that I've got it on my belly too. Or do you want me to show you properly."
"Oh yes, Bella let me see it," Paula begged. "I would like to. It's so funny."
"Only if you promise to keep it dark. If you breathe a word to anybody I'll come and give you a real good spanking that hurts."
"I told you I won't say anything," Paula repeated. "Oh, please, show me, Bella."
"Alright then, look."
Bella straightened herself and turned facing Paula. The latter suddenly saw the large triangle of hair on the mound of Venus and gasped with astonishment.
"Oooh, what a lot of hair, how funny and does everybody have that, mummy too?"
"Of course, twerp. If you look at Monique you'll see that she's got it too. Go on."
As she turned to Monique, the latter tittered and said:
"If you want to see it you'll have to look for it."
Paula hesitated but Bella urged her on and told her to pull the dressing gown open. When the girl did so she not only saw the blonde hairy belly and slit but also the bare tits, like great big balloons on the chest. This amazed her too and just as Bella had foreseen, aroused her curiosity.
"Oooh, aren't you funny," Paula giggled. "Hair on your front and a pair of big balls as well. Why don't I have things like that?"
"Because you're too young, child. Look, I have balls like that too."
She pressed her dress tight so that her big breasts were accentuated. The she said:
"Seeing how curious you are, we may as well show you all we've got and you may inspect our things and have a good feel of them too to satisfy yourself."
With this she winked at Monique who took off her dressing gown altogether and showed her entirely naked body to the astounded girl.
Paula eyed her with curiosity and with eager eyes and when she turned to Bella to ask her something, she had another surprise for the latter and quickly removed her dress and undergarments and showed herself naked also. Now she went and sat beside Monique.
"Here you are, Paula, a special treat. Now you can compare out bodies and see which one you like best."
"Oh, I think you're both nice and funny with those big things there."
"Go on, touch them and feel them, Paula. It's lovely to play with their things. I'll show you how to do it."
He got his hand on Bella's oblong tits and tickled the brown nipples, pulled them and caused the big breasts to bounce.
Now Paula followed suit and soon she was engrossed in her new experience and liking it. Her exclamations of delight were amusing the others.
"So you like feeling us, eh," Bella laughed. "Get your fingers down below too and feel under the hair where we have our moneybox."
When Paula did not understand, Maurice took the initiative and helped her.
"Look, that's what she means," he said.
He rucked up the girl's skirt and down the pants again and boldly got his hand between Paula's thighs, felt for her small slit and tickled the hairless little sex.
She giggled and closed her thighs. Then as Maurice urged her on she reached out with both hands and tickled the two girls' slits.
"Deeper, deeper, like this," Maurice said and fingered her deeper too.
In less than no time now the girls had the excited Paula on heat and as the latter was so curious she wanted to know all the answers.
"Not so impatient," Bella chuckled. "We'll teach you a few things, shall we? Okay. I'll bend over again now and you spank me whilst Monique spanks you and then you can do exactly to me what she does to you, see."
That was agreed and Bella bent over for Paula offering her buttocks. Monique got behind Paula and as the latter began to spank Bella's bare cheeks, Monique got on to Paula. She quickly unfastened the buttons of the girl's dress and stripped her without hesitation. Then she began to feel her backside and stroke her thighs, between them, feeling and penetrating the little slit and Paula followed suit and did likewise to Bella. Then Monique discovered the small titties, which were no bigger than pigeon eggs. Amused, she began to rub them and pinch them and at once Paula got hold of the big breasts dangling in front of her and found great delight in feeling and fondling Bella.
Thus they carried on a bit and by now the girl was hot enough to proceed with other things.
Bella reminded her that she had not seen Maurice's buttocks and things.
"You'll get a surprise there. He hasn't got the same things, you know. You just get hold of that dressing gown and pull it off."
The excited kid did so and nearly fell flat when she saw the erect charm standing up on the hairy belly.
But she was soon helped over her surprise by the two randy girls who showed her what the curious thing was for and very soon Paula was inspecting the charm and tossing off and squeezing the balls, playing with the thing to her heart's content.
To complete her thrill, both Bella and Monique let themselves be done and the astounded Paula watched closely as the cock disappeared into the bellies in turn.
She was delighted and more and more excited as Maurice pushed the cock between the tits and covered them with spunk and then also did the girls in their armpits. Spunk was everywhere and when the girls started to suck and tongue one another and then Maurice, she nearly wetted herself for sheer thrill and delight.
Naturally she had to try that too and after warning Maurice to be careful, they had Paula on her back and Maurice worked part of his rod up inside the small tight slit.
It was all done gently of course but Paula was delighted to have some spunk on her as well and both girls gave her a sucking so that she was satisfied.
They played on for a long time and amused themselves more than ever on account of Paula's curiosity and eagerness to find out everything about their charms.
Her own tiny titties were also sucked and fondled.
She was fingered again and again, back and front and had Maurice's knob in her mouth to suck it off. She was indeed a good little sport and did everything she was told.
In the end they decided to warm her up still further with a bit of caning and she stood that well, offering her buttocks and belly and even her chest to the swishing cane.
Although she did not understand half of what was going on, she liked it alright and thought it was very good fun.
When at last, after the girls had been caned as well by the eager Maurice who was inclined to be rough, Paula was shown by him what he could do to them.
She watched wide-eyed as he pulled their tits right out and tugged at their slit lips. She could hardly believe her eyes as he lifted them off the floor by their tits and opened their slits so wide that they were like big open mouths, ten times their original size.
She even had to pull her own slit open to find out how big she could make hers.
Then when they rested a while Maurice showed her how to roll his cock to make it hard again and she worked like a slave and was amazed to see that limp thing grow and become solid again.
Then he started all over again and insisted on spanking all over her front close to the small titties with her watching the thick creamy juice come squirting from his knob again. He did her under the arms too and finished up rubbing his knob well into her anus and slit until she was soaking wet.
Recalling what they had done with the others, Maurice suggested to go to the bathroom and there with the girls standing in the bath he pissed all over them and they in turn showed him how their piss came squirting from their randy slits.
Then there was more feeling and playing until they finally were satisfied and tired. As a result of this interlude Bella had a nice companion in bed that night for Paula crept in to her bed and wanted to have another feel of her charms and have herself fondled as well.
* * *
Monique and Maurice went to sleep together and they never heard their mother and aunt come home.
Life was becoming more and more hectic and since her aunt had discovered Monique's desires, she did no longer leave her out of her own pleasures. Thus it was that Monique was admitted to her aunt's afternoon teas where some of her friends, real ladies of the town, met and gossiped.
She discovered that they did far more than gossiping. From the very first time she was introduced to the ladies, the latter were not satisfied with shaking hands alone. They wanted far more and before she had been in the room five minutes, her aunt was showing her friends what nice breasts Monique had and would they see and feel them too?
They would and did and Monique was led round the room and from one to the other and they all had a good feel of her tits. Then her aunt said that thanks to all this fondling the poor girl must have got all worked up and it would only be fair that she should have her desires satisfied.
This meant that round the room she went once more with her aunt holding the girl's dress high and the guests in turn feeling her wet slit and squeezing her buttocks.
The next thing was that they undressed her and admired her naked body. Then she was placed on a cushion on the table like a baby and all the females were round her, feeling her galore and tossing her off and milking her tits for her until she was so on heat that she was spunking non-stop.
The afternoon was a real treat for the ladies and for Monique as well and she enjoyed it when her aunt told her quests that they could now enjoy and amuse themselves as well with their own charms.
Monique had never seen so many and such nice sets of ornaments together at once. She admired small and full breasts, brown and pink nipples and large and small slits galore.
The climax of the afternoon came with a few canes out and half a dozen fat behinds stuck up offering themselves to the canes.
Then auntie Syl made them all hot for more by having them all in turn lying across their seats whilst she went round with a bundle of nettles and massaged the big slits with them, making them so randy that after a little fingering from one to the other, they were all spunking and tonguing and then it was time for a universal sucking and tonguing and Monique heartily joined in.
Since that first tea party she had many more and she was practically living now on sex, being done and fingered and caned and prodded until she had no more spunk in her belly.
But on other days she still met her friends as well and enjoyed the fat cocks and let herself be done properly, never satisfied and never satiated.
Sometimes in bed at night she lay fingering herself blissfully and thinking what a lucky day it had been for her when she first came to stay with her aunt Syl for a short holiday, never to leave again and never to go short of all the things she craved so much, sex and the cane, the nettles and all the lovely thrills and delights her hot body needed, offered and received ...
