James Kingston was wealthy in more ways than one. As he gazed down at the clouds passing beneath the swift jet, he reflected on the accomplishments of his life. Sitting beside him, and across the aisle of the plane were what he considered his greatest successes.
His wife Karen looked up from her book and smiled as she caught his gaze. At thirty-seven, she still had the face and figure of a girl. Her light blonde hair framed a face that turned heads wherever she went. He had not believed his luck when he had won her nearly fifteen years ago.
He had been a gawky freshman at Harvard and completely tongue-tied around women. She was a blonde goddess, sought after by every male who knew her. Somehow she had seen through the gawky boy to the strong man underneath. When he had proposed, his biggest fear had been that she would laugh.
It was not whether she would say no he dreaded, but the uncertain manner of it, and the amount of humiliation he would have to bear thereafter. He had backed down time and again, sometimes at the very moment he had made up his mind to ask, but each time her beauty had drawn him back and forced him to try, at least, to make of her a companion of more than a semesters dalliance.
So certain was he for the variety of negative responses that when she accepted, his shock and confusion had left him speechless. Now he simply shook his head in amusement at the simplicity of youth. Karen had given the ultimate meaning to his life.
The raised voices of his children, in some muted, but considerable disagreement, brought his thoughts their way. How alike, and yet unlike their mother they were.
Penny had just turned eighteen last month. She was a tiny frail looking beauty. Thin, but extremely feminine. Her long lustrous brown hair fell down around her body like the finest silk.
Her face was small and round, with a tiny pouting mouth and snub nose that he still could not resist tweaking from time to time, much to her annoyance.
Penny was as gentle a person as he had ever known. So innocent and trusting sometimes, that he worried about any new acquaintance she might meet, in case her trust was abused.
The boys particularly worried him. Penny seemed not to know the meaning of words like deceit and lie. In any person that could be a fatal flaw. In a girl child with the beauty and helplessness of Penny, it could be tragic.
He didn't even want to think about the first time some swine of a boy toyed with her, only to use and discard her after satisfying himself.
That her gentle heart had not been broken long since was more a case of careful, perhaps overly careful supervision of her male acquaintances, and the wild and unpeopled places they had lived since she had turned form a cute child to a gorgeously attractive young woman.
For the last two years, he had been site manager of Malcolm petroleum's huge oil project in Northern Alaska. Far from any city, there were few boys her age. Those there were, were either too respectful of his near godlike power over the area, or too shy and tongue tied by her beauty to do anything more than make clumsy attempts at friendship with her.
For the three years before that, he had managed a series of drilling sites, even more remote and barren Children there had consisted of a few curious Indian kids from neighbouring reservations.
Friendly and open, they had been easy companions of the Kingston children, though Penny had never seemed to adjust or adapt to the kind of woods lore and games they had favoured.
He was afraid her time with them had produced nothing more in her than a reinforcement of her belief that everyone was a nice person who would dote on a sweet faced girl.
Now that his little girl had developed into a very attractive brunette replica of her mother, he worried about the men, not boys, she would encounter.
Even worse was the fact that they were leaving the small town country friendliness they had long known, for civilization again.
James Kingston had finally gotten promoted too high in Malcolm's to be able to hide himself and his family away in the violent beauty of the hinterlands. He was to have an office job. Transferred to England to become President of the company's considerable investments in that country's North Sea Oil.
Kingston had known enough Englishmen in his times to know of the ruthlessness which they stalked the fairer sex. He despaired of throwing Penny from the gentle honest retreat of the northern mountains to the nightclub atmosphere of London.
Penny looked away from her sister with a pouty frown, pushing her seat backwards as if to ignore the tempestuous young blonde.
Robin Kingston glared back at her, an expression of frustration on her face. While he might worry about what the world would do to Penny, in Robin's case it was the other way around. He had never heard of a more cynical adolescent in his life.
At sixteen, she looked on the world through eyes that seemed to know all the worlds sins and evils firsthand. She was a compulsive reader who went through pocketbooks at the rate of one, or even two a day.
If she would only read the simple flowery romances Penny doted on ... but no, mysteries and westerns, science fiction and war, spy's and terrorists and murderers; these were her windows on the real world, them and an old Chinese housekeeper who'd been with them the last five years.
What the two of them talked about, he didn't know, but he was sure it had had a lot of effect on the person she'd become. Not that he could really fault her. It was just that it was impossible to understand her.
She could be as abstinent as a mule and as hard hearted as a Nazi storm trooper, and yet sometimes he was astonished at the depths of understanding and gentleness behind those enormous blue eyes.
She did not have a quick temper, in fact it seemed near impossible to make her really lose her temper. He had seen her accept stoically, things that would have sent even Penny into a rage. When aroused however, she could become a demon. A towering furious rage that only her family knew, was still never quite out of control.
When she had thrown a chair down a stairwell at a boy at the communal school, for instance, they knew well that she had ensured the chair wouldn't hit him. The display of temper had been the talk of the school for days afterward, and Robin's temper had become near legendary in the area, but they all knew that she never did anything she didn't mean to.
She had the reflexes of a cat, he thought. If Penny was the gentle innocent doe, then Robin was the sleek hunting Lynx. Beautiful and deadly.
Her golden hair swirled around her head like a lion's mane, and cascaded down around her shoulders. Sleek. That described Robin to a T. Maybe it was the martial arts she had learned with such single minded intensity, from the old Chinese, but when Robin walked, he imagined a sleek animal.
Contained, calm, she looked out at her surroundings with a knowing and perhaps even arrogant look, sure of her own strength and purpose. In a way he was glad of such capable self-assurance in her. Like her sister, he knew she would become an immediate target of every boy she met.
If Penny caused heads to swivel, and eyes to open, Robin made male hearts pound, lungs stop breathing, and tongues fall over themselves. Her beauty was such that grown men, fathers and grandfathers many times over, would suddenly stop talking and drop their jaws when she strode past.
Young as she was, she seemed like sex incarnate. A figure that was as perfectly formed as if carved by DaVinci or Michelangelo. Her shirt clung to her chest and outlined perfectly the protrubances of her breasts, TITS, he thought, that's what they are, might as well call things true.
Why the girls these days had to wear such form fitting clothes he didn't know.
Two months ago he had accidentally caught sight of her sunbathing in the nude. He hadn't known at first it was her. He was on a walk through the woods, not far from the camp, when he had seen the golden body in the meadow.
She had been standing, her body moving slowly through one of those oriental exercises. He had stopped and gawked, raising the binoculars to his eyes. The sight of the firm taught ass and gorgeously curved front, the high round breasts, large but not busty, the sleek legs leading u to a lightly covered crotch; had given him an instant hard on.
When he had finally raised his wide eyes to the face and recognized her, he had been stunned. He had to look again and then back at her body, still unbelieving. How had he never noticed!?
After that, had come the guilt at his thoughts, made much worse by the near uncontrollable dreams about her that cropped up from time to time in his brain.
One drunken night he had masturbated to the mental image of her spread eagled body beneath him. His rigid penis thrusting home in her tight virgin pussy, her voice raised in orgasmic cries of delight.
The next day he couldn't even look at her. He averted his eyes and wondered at his own perversion. Yes, he knew well the kind of thoughts she raised in men's minds all unawares. The open, lust filled stares of men encountered on the trip had been all too obvious.
He had seen at least two men, both well into their forties, with bulging crotches. The guilty knowledge of her effect on him made it difficult to fault them.
Robin glanced back at him, noting the thoughtful look he showed her. Kingston was wrong in one assessment of his daughter. She knew perfectly well the effect she had on men and boys. She had even seen him on the hill with his binoculars as she did the Tai Chi exercises this summer, noticed, and recognized the looks he sometimes fastened on her.
She wasn't unduly upset by it. Those looks had become more and more common in the last few years. She was aware of the effect she had on people; had been for years now.
Nor was she a virgin. She had been a flat chested, but already beautiful thirteen year old, when Wong Chin had finally given in to the temptations plaguing him for two years and introduced his trusting student to another facet of the body's capabilities.
Sure of herself, and unafraid, she had easily accepted his instruction to disrobe. His shaky hands, as they ran over her body, produced only curiosity in the girl.
They were in the deep grass. Wong pushed her back on the ground and kissed her lips gently. He brought his mouth down the length of her body, tasting the sweet scent of her innocence. His tongue slid over her tiny nipples, bringing a tingling to her breasts.
Her nipples hardened as he bit on them gently. His tongue ran up and down her body, over her stomach, slicing through and into her belly button, and then down between her spread legs to her nearly hairless, tightly closed slit.
His tongue worked back and forth on the hidden clitoris, sliding around the inside of her vaginal lips and then pushing deep through the centre of her cunt hole. The tingling in Robin had progressed to a dull roaring in her head. All unafraid, she wondered at the sensations of this new thing her teacher was showing her.
Wong had placed himself over her then and dropped down on her small frame. She could feel something pushing at the mouth of her slickened pussy, something which was both hard, and soft. It shoved insistently, undeniably. She felt pain as her vaginal lips were pushed aside by the inoperable downward push of the old man's penis.
Still she was unafraid, few of the lessons were without pain. As the cock slid down into her, inch after inch, she caught her breath at the pain and bit her lip to keep from crying out.
She could feel the hairs around the base of his cock tickling the tightly stretched lips of her cunt, and knew he had pushed his thing all the way up into her.
Robin hadn't known anything about sex. Had known only that this new thing was painful and uncomfortable. Her groin felt stretched and full. The old man began to pump his body then, sliding his cock in and out of her cunny hole.
Gradually, the pain had decreased and faded into nothingness, replaced by a strange tingling sensation, like the one in her breasts. It grew stronger with each passing minute until she had instinctively returned his pumping motions, arching her groin up to meet him as he thrust into her.
Then he had gasped and collapsed over her, his cock going flaccid and slipping out of her. That had become an almost daily drill, she had not questioned it really. It was kind of pleasant and she knew it caused the old man a great deal of joy.
All of their exercises had taken place in the nude afterwards. She became used to his hands gently caressing her buttocks or chest, sliding caressingly up the inside of her legs to cup and squeeze her crotch. It had been only a few weeks later that she had had her first orgasm.
When he had pushed her onto the floor during one of her instruction periods and entered her, the tingling had grown into a powerful roar which grew louder and louder until it blocked everything off and she had shivered and gasped as her body arched and writhed in unfamiliar climax.
Even after she had found out that what they were doing had nothing to do with martial arts and was in fact probably terribly wrong by societies viewpoint, she had continued to cooperate. She enjoyed the sex and felt she owed him for the instructions in martial arts anyway.
As she developed more, her thirst for sex had grown. Often in the past year it had been she who had initiated the coupling. She had become, to the old man's dismay, a virtually insatiable partner, who wore him out daily.
They had experimented in virtually every form of sexual activity he could think of. She had trained herself in the art of fellatio to the point where he was willing to admit that she outdid even the boldest Shan Hai bar girl.
She hadn't blinked at his introducing anal sex into their routine in the last few months. He had been wanting to try that since the first day he saw her tight little buns, lightly covered in an undersized bathing suit the day he had arrived to work for the family.
As she lay on her belly under him, her limbs spread wide. He had eased his cock down into her hole. Unlike other women he had known, she did not shrink from the act with revulsion or fear. She had followed his instructions carefully, as always, loosening her anal muscles to ease the entry of his penis.
The softness, the beauty of her outstretched ass, nearly made him cum before the head was even past the round opening. She pushed back at him and he sank slowly down into her asshole. Inch by inch, his rigid cock slid into her until his balls rested tightly in the crack between her buttocks.
GLORY! he thought. SO TIGHT! SO HOT!
If he died right then, he would have been a happy man. He lay there for several minutes, savouring the feeling of her asshole clutching and sucking at his prick, unwilling to bring this act closer to end.
The two lay on the ground unmoving as minute after minute went by. Both of them felt the erotic turn on of the act, both of them possessed by a swelling chorus of roaring sensations.
Robin lay there as the feeling swelled within her. It was so WONDERFUL! She felt so full, so crammed. Like she had been impaled, pinned to the earth by the lance in her anus. As soon as Wong started pumping, she flashed into an overwhelming climax.
He pumped faster and faster. His lower body flat on her and the ground, his upper body raised by his outthrust arms, hands crushing her out flung upper arms beneath them.
He arched backward when he came, his cock embedding itself up her tight asshole, spewing forth globs of hot white jism deep into her body. She came again, her body twisting and shaking under his, drool coming out of her open mouth as she gasped and grunted her ecstasy.
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Nor was the old man the only lover she had taken. Several astonished and delighted boys and men had experienced the joys of her body. Not that she slept around. She was always very careful about who she slept with. It wouldn't do to get a reputation after all.
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She looked over at Penny, still sulking because she had called her dumb. Robin sighed. She looked on Penny as a little sister, and not because at five feet, she was nearly half a foot shorter than Robin.
Robin was a natural leader, aggressive and confident. Penny was the opposite, unsure of herself, willing to trust the judgment of others over her own. Willing to allow herself to be led.
That was how the first and only incident between them had happened. It had been six months after her sex play started with Wong. They had been engaged in a game of mutual wrestling and tickling in their room. When Robin had wrested Penny's t-shirt nightie off and uncovered her soft warm body to view, it had been with the idea of exposing more skin to tickle.
That was the way it started. But as she beheld the struggling girl pinned beneath her, she had been struck with the thought of her sex play with Wong and others. Was this how she looked under them? she wondered. Her groin began to get warm and she began to work on her sister the way Wong had worked on her own body.
Penny had gasped when Robin's hand plunged between her legs and cupped her pubic mound. Her stuttering, embarrassed complaints ignored, she had been unable to throw off her younger sister. The hand in her groin began rubbing and caressing her most private places, bringing bolts of electricity to her body.
When Robin's mouth lowered and fastened tightly around her upthrust breasts, suckling on the flesh and chewing lightly on the small pink nipples, she had cried out loud in surprise and wonder.
Robin's hand in her groin was doing strange things to her head. The blonde girl's hand played with the clitoris. She grabbed it between two fingers and pinched gently, sending Penny shuddering through an intense orgasm.
When her sister lay still, she slid down her body and began working on her cunt and clit with her lips and mouth. She sucked and licked the helpless girl to orgasm after orgasm, thrusting first one, then two, then three fingers deep into her vagina.
Afterwards a deeply upset Penny had explained all about sex, and what was, and wasn't accepted. Robin had turned aside her sisters demand to know the source of her physical knowledge of the subject, contenting herself with Robin's assurance that she wouldn't do it anymore. An assurance Robin had given only to placate Penny and stop her worrying.
Robin liked sex. She saw nothing harmful and intended to do it as much as possible without getting a bad reputation. That was one of the reasons she was unhappy with the sudden move to London.
She was away from the people she knew and could trust to keep quiet. Wong had been a wonderful lover, near irreplaceable. She glanced across at her brother Sean speculatively.
Having no guilt's about any form of sex, she had no qualms about doing it within the family. She had avoided Sean mainly because she didn't want to risk him going to their parents if she made her wishes known to him.
He was a year older than her and extremely cute in her opinion. Short silky dirty blonde hair. A good lean body, he would be perfect, so easily accessible at all hours. But the risk in approaching him was huge. If he refused and told her parents she could find herself in a convent or nut house somewhere. Not to mention the embarrassment.
Penny had kept quiet mostly out of her own embarrassment. Sean on the other hand, was a cocky little con artist who never seemed to GET embarrassed. If she went after him she would have to make him make the overt moves, she would have to provoke him into seducing her.
She smiled at the steward coming down their aisle for about the fifth time in the last half hour, and he smiled worshipfully back, his eyes darting from her to Penny and back again faster than a blink. She glanced at Penny again.
SHE was not ready for a sexual relationship with a guy, for any kind of relationship, unless the guy was a saint. Robin made up her mind to look out for her sister when boys came around.
CHAPTER Two
At last the plane touched down and everyone grabbed madly for their parcels and luggage. The three of them stood up to join their parents in the aisle. Penny smoothed out the dark green felt dress she had worn, murmuring over the wrinkles. Robin slipped on her suede jacket.
Unlike her sister, she had no intention of compromising her comfort simply because they were around city people again. She wore her usual flat knee length suede leather boots, tight white pants and green shirt. She was so used to the outfit, which she thought of as her travelling outfit, she had had to go through the metal detector at the airport three times before anyone discovered the reason the thing was whining at her.
It was the long, slim hunting knife resting in the top of her left boot. She was so used to carrying it, she hadn't even thought about it. The consternation of the security people had been brief once explanations were made. All easterners tended to think of everyone from Alaska as being wild mountain savages and Eskimos.
She wondered what the staid British would think, especially the type they were likely to meet where they were going. The fabled upper class snobs of the country estates.
Robin watched the men they passed from the corner of her eyes as they wandered through the terminal. The stares and whispers as they passed indicated that taste in women was not widely different over here. She swaggered a little.
An eager driver stowed their luggage in the trunk, he called it a boot for some obscure reason. Most of their things had been sent over by ship a couple of weeks ago and were supposedly waiting for them at the house, if you could call it that.
The pictures their parents had shown them had at first reminded her of a castle. On closer examination, they still did. Even though the place had no walls around it, the ancientness of the thing and its immense size brought no other construction to mind. She wondered if it would be as big in real life as it seemed in the pictures.
It took them over an hour and a half on the highway to get there. The road was dotted with tiny little towns with old, old looking buildings. They were all very well maintained, and looked rather quaint and pretty in the sunshine.
They turned off the road and onto a long winding road that the driver said was their private lane. All around them were trees and bushes. They passed within sight of several ponds and rivers as they rode through what their driver explained was part of the ten thousand acres that came with the house, or manor as he called it.
Robin was stunned by the size of the house as the car turned pulled up in front of it. Their old house was the source of envy in other people she had met. It had, by American standards, been huge.
This place hardly seemed to qualify as a house. It was more like some government office building or a hotel. Even the front lawn seemed to be easily twice the size of a football field.
The car stopped before a group of people standing in front of what looked like the main entrance. One of them opened the door and stood back as her father stepped out. The three children followed him out quickly, trying not to gape at the immense structure before them.
A tall dark haired man in a black tuxedo stepped forward and smiled at them all.
"Welcome to Hanstead Manor." he said grandly.
He introduced a dizzying array of people who apparently lived and worked in the place. Cooks, maids, housekeepers, gardeners, chauffeurs, Robin couldn't believe it. She had had no idea just how rich they were.
They all filed through the huge double doors and then seemed to banish as the family came in behind. The inside of the building looked to Robin like the entrance to an old museum. The walls were made of big stone blocks and were covered in shields and swords and other old weapons.
The ceiling was at least fifty feet high with banners and flags hanging from the rafters. Directly ahead was a staircase which led straight up and then branched like a T to each side. It was wide enough for ten people to climb up side by side.
Luckily the place had had some updating. The last owner had been American. He had scandalized the local Architectural people by smashing in a bunch of walls and building a big indoor swimming pool. There was also a sauna and whirlpools.
Her father had removed a lot of antique furniture from one of the rooms and replaced it with electronic video and pinball games. Robin and Sean were overjoyed to hear that, though Penny didn't care much for them. Her own room was about fifty feet long. It had an immense old king size bed, with four high posts on each corner running up to a canopy overhead.
They spent most of the rest of the day exploring the place. At dinner they were served a dizzying array of dishes by tuxedo clad servants. It was strange at first, having servants. Especially the men. Some of them were extremely cute, she noticed. There'd be no running around the house in her underwear anymore.
One of the waiters was a tall blonde muscular man in his early twenties. His eyes seemed to devour her every time she caught him looking, and sent shivers up and down her spine. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard to find accessible partners here after all.
After dinner she returned to her room. The place was bigger than most people's apartments after all and she still had a lot of settling in to do. She spent the first hour fooling with the stereo system, getting it to sound just right in the cavernous room.
When that was finished she guiltily decided to do some exercises to work off some of the weight she must have attracted from that immense meal. She went into the clothes closet. The enormous room looked depressingly bare, and she decided she would have to hit daddy up for a pile of new clothing.
She pulled a simple blue leotard off a hanger and began to strip down. Normally she did her exercises nude, but in this place it was impossible to shove away the feeling of insecurity, of a lack of privacy, maybe it was all the servants.
Once she had pulled on the leotard she realized that it had in fact been a while since she had used one. The sheer material squeezed uncomfortably against her breasts and crotch, riding up in the rear between her buttocks when she walked or twisted.
She put on some fast rock and started her exercises.
She was breathing heavily about half way through when she began to get the feeling that she wasn't alone, she looked around the room but didn't see anyone. The feeling persisted though. It came into her imagination then that there was somebody watching through a secret panel or something.
These old places were supposed to be full of tunnels and passages and such. She didn't seriously believe it, but the thought of somebody, probably a guy, watching her exercising and getting all horny excited her.
She looked down at her body as she moved, noting the crotch of the leotard had dug up between her pussy lips, and the back had bunched up so almost all her ass cheeks were visible. Her body was faintly excited from the jerking of the leotard crotch against her cunt, and this new idea began to arouse her much more.
Robin had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, a cock tease, some of the men called her. She began exaggerating her movements for the nonexistent peeper. She thrust her ass out higher and farther than necessary on her bends, spreading her legs more.
She pulled her arms higher and bent farther back than normal, throwing her chest out against the tightly clinging fabric. She was getting more and more turned on as her imagination took flight. She got the idea then to exercise as she normally would.
So far had her imagination taken hold that the idea shocked her. She checked the windows to make sure they were covered. She had already locked the doors securely. With a quick shrug, she pulled the shoulder straps off and peeled the tight, sweaty covering down and off her body.
She stood there naked for a moment, intimidated by the farfetched possibility that there might in fact be someone watching somehow. Then she returned to her exercises.
She did deep knee bends, and jumping jacks, and long sensuous stretchings that pulled her arms high and back and thrust her hot hardened breasts out and up.
She brought her arms down and across her chest with a graceful movement and stretched them out to one side. She gave a little shiver as they squashed over her boobs in passing, and she felt the erect nubs of her nipples slide across the skin of her arms.
Her imagination took greater flight and she began to picture a huge crowd of excited men watching her every move, perhaps on a closed circuit camera. She spread her legs wide and bent over, hugging her legs with her arms. She visualized a TV showing a close-up of her cunt spread wide from behind.
When she finished her exercises she was exhausted, both physically and mentally, but she absolutely had to have relief from the hot sizzling need that was burning in her crotch.
She fished a key from her pants pocket and opened the strong box she kept her closest secrets in. Inside was, among other things, a soft, thick, pliable, foot long replica of a man's sex organ. In short, a dildo.
She lay back on the wide flat surface of her bed and spread her legs wide apart. She put the dildo in her mouth, sucking gently, bringing moisture to her mouth to slicken the rubber. Her hand slid down her body, rubbing over and squeezing her breasts as it slid downwards, coming to rest in the open V of her groin.
Her fingers slid up and down over her hard little clit, bringing jolts of electricity to her brain. One finger dipped into her moist slash, running up and down the slit, pushing deeper against the tightly constricted walls of her pussy pit.
She was hot and wet inside, and her pussy felt alive as she thrust her finger deep inside. She worked over the clit with her thumb as she shoved another finger in her hole, burrowing it all the way to the joint.
She took the dildo out of her mouth and began rubbing it across her breasts, sliding it back and forth over her now aching nipples. Her nipples were so hard they were almost burning with the heat and tension in them.
Each time the dildo slid across, a jolt of pleasure burst inside her chest and brain. Her breasts were so hard and blood filled they felt ready to explode outward. The meat and muscles seemed to be straining against the thin layer of soft pink skin that bound it in.
She curled her arm and squashed and squished them against each other, delighting in the sensations of heat and sexual agony. She felt herself building up to a peak of release, and she hadn't even used the dildo yet!
She slid the tool down across her straining, sweat covered belly and into the furry thatch of hair around her slit-hole. She pushed down deeply as the dildo slid over her clit and the shock sent her into a tremendous orgasm.
Her breath locked and her frame shuddered as the waves of pleasure overcame her. She rasped the dildo's length up and down her clit as she soared through the sensations of ecstasy. Her fingers were ramming in and out of her oily slit-hole as little gasps of pleasure came from her open mouth.
It ended at last and Robin gasped in relief as her chest heaved and she drew giant gasps of breath into her straining lungs.
She rolled out of the orgasm still on a sexual high. She continued to rub the rubber cock over her pussy, rapidly building up another load of electricity in her hole. She pulled her fingers out of her slit and slid the fat dildo up and down it again.
It didn't look as if the thick rubber instrument could possibly fit in the tight, thin slit, but she knew better. The cock began to shove into her love hole ever so slowly, her tight wet pussy lips and cunt muscles fighting it every step of the way.
In spite of how worked up she was, she had to pull her feet up, strain her thigh muscles, and shove her legs far apart. She pulled her knees back and used both hands on the dildo to force it slowly up inside herself.
The cock hurt as it shoved aside her cunt walls, but the sensations of ecstasy more than offset the pain as inch after inch slid down into her guts. Her mind was so turned on she hardly noticed any pain. It was crammed full of images of herself being fucked by hundreds of horny guys.
Her head was burning and her eyes lost focus as she worked the last inch of fat dildo inside her tightly clutching fuck pit. Her knees were far back and to the sides of her head as she shoved and pounded the last bit of rubber cock inside.
Her fingers felt the strain and tension of her cunt lips as they clutched around the rubbery intruder. The back of her cunt-pit hurt from the pressure of the long cock against it and she had an incredible feeling of absolute fullness.
She dropped her feet back onto the bed and glanced past her heaving chest at her flat belly, mentally measuring the distance the cock would have travelled inside hex. She groaned as she imagined the long stiff instrument far up inside her belly.
She began to work the cock back down her fuck tube until only an inch or so remained inside her, then she grabbed the end with both hands and thrust it back into her pussy, yelping at the sudden bolt of pain and sexual energy.
Slowly she worked up speed, gasping and moaning as the cock rasped across her clit on each stroke. Her body began to twist and shudder as waves of an approaching orgasm singed her brain. She worked the cock in and out faster and faster and faster.
Her fuckhole was loose enough to use only one hand on the dildo now and she jerked the other up to her breasts, squeezing viciously, first one, then the other. Then she rolled over onto her belly and put both hands on the dildo as the orgasm overcame her.
She writhed and jerked and humped up and down on the bed. Loud grunts came out of her mouth as her eyes closed and the room spun around her. Her body shuddered in time with the grunts as she crammed every last inch of cock up inside herself until not even an inch remained outside.
Her pussy lips closed partway, only her fingers, still desperately shoving on the end of the dildo kept them apart. Her tits squashed and mashed against the bed and gave off their own bursts of fiery sexual energy as her shuddering jerking body rolled and heaved atop them, rubbing them up and down against her frame and the harsh blanket on the bed.
Robin's legs were spread wide, her legs bouncing and flopping against the bed, her arms were both under her body, hands cupping her fuckhole, pressing as hard as she could. Her asshole was obscenely open as her small frame shuddered and jerked with repeated spasms of violent sexual explosions. Her head lolled back and forth helplessly as stars burst in her head, and fire shot through her belly and cunt.
She pulled her legs closed, groaning as the thick rubber cock was pressed even more tightly by her cunt walls. Drool dribbled from her mouth as she rubbed her tits against the blanket, bouncing up and down slightly to increase the pressure on her outraged nipples. She groaned, a long loud expression of ecstasy and pleasure.
At last the sensations began to subside and her humping and jerking became less frantic. Her legs slowly unlocked, and her cunt and breasts lost the terrible heat that had enveloped them.
Her vision and senses began to return as she groaned and squeezed her thighs tightly together to wring the last ounce of pleasure from the cum.
When she finally rolled over, she felt practically dead. She lay gasping for breath on the bed for several minutes recovering. Her pussy muscles slowly worked the fat dildo down and out of her cunt until only a couple of inches remained, and she gently pulled it out all the way.
Pussy juices drooled out of her gaping cunt for a minute until the muscles finally recovered and her lips slowly closed tight. She sighed tiredly. What a fantastic cum, she thought.
Her aching muscles groaned as she sat up weakly. There was a dark stain around the middle of the bed from her girl juices, and another around the top from spittle. She would have to find some way of concealing this from the maids who did the laundry around here, she knew.
Right now all she wanted was a bath. She pulled herself to her feet and staggered across the room to the changing room and the bath.
* * *
Behind the wall, Dennis Parker gave his cock one last squeeze, expelling the last fat wad of cum from the tip. He pushed back the wood which covered the slit in the wall that allowed him to look into the blonde girl's room.
He was in a secret passage which ran the length of the house, there were numerous secret entrances, including one in the Blonde's room, and a number of peep holes as well.
As luck would have it the peep hole in the blondes room was directly over the bed. He had been rewarded beyond his wildest dreams by what had transpired over the last hour.
At first he had congratulated himself for decided to check her out when she had started her exercises. Her ass and tits were clearly visible through the tight thin material of her outfit.
When she had taken it off, he couldn't believe his luck. He had yanked his pants down and jerked off to the sight of her delightful body twisting and jumping on the floor.
He had thought of her as a sweet untouchable innocent though, until she had gotten that dildo out and started to work on herself. His eyes had nearly popped out of his head and it was all he could do to stay there jerking off instead of crashing into the room and sticking his cock deep into the girl's belly.
He promised himself thought, that he would get to feel the girl's cunt slot first hand before long.
CHAPTER Three
Robin eased herself out of bed and wandered across the room to the changing room and into the bathroom. She turned on the water in the huge whirlpool bathtub as hot and high as she could take, and then poured some perfume water in. The hot water bubbled and swirled ferociously as she slowly lowered her sweaty body in.
She sighed contentedly and laid her head back as the rushing waves massaged her tired skin. She looked around the big room, admiring it again. It was absurd what it must have cost of course, but she didn't plan to complain.
After a few minutes of soaping, she lay there relaxed and let the streams of water remove the soap and dirt. When her hands started to look and feel like prunes she finally sighed and rose dripping from the tub.
There wasn't any place within reach to hang a towel, apparently the thick carpeting was expected to absorb whatever dripped off a person until they made it to the wall and pulled a towel loose from the hanger there.
She decided to leave washing her hair for tomorrow and contended herself with brushing the long blonde locks until they resembled her normal style. It wasn't too hard to emulate the casual messiness she liked anyway.
She opened the bathroom door and walked out into the changing room. One of the servants had laid out a nightie and dressing robe on top of the table. She caught her tongue in her teeth at the sight.
The nightie was an old flannel one she hadn't worn in years. It was the kind of little girl nightie she guessed the people here expected girls to wear. She pulled a pair of white silk pajamas' from their hanger and stepped into them.
She walked along several long corridors and down several majestic flights of stairs before she emerged in the grand hall and knew for sure she was going in the right direction. From there it was only a minute to the cozy side room they had all designated as the "living room."
Her mom and dad were sitting on the couch going over documents about the house and grounds when she came in. Kate looked up and smiled as Robin shuffled into the room.
"Well, well. One of the prodigals has returned." Her dad looked up as well. "I thought you were with Penny and Sean exploring the house." he said.
"Is that where they are?" she replied. "No, I was finishing up organizing my room and then taking a bath in that wonderful big rub."
"Nice to be able to take a bath without someone pounding on the door, isn't it?" her mom smiled. The two of them exchanged small talk, mostly about the bathrooms and changing rooms, while her dad went back to the papers.
Finally, she wandered off in search of Sean and Penny. She was a little miffed they had gone exploring without asking her, but she needn't have been. They had only gotten as far as the games room before stopping.
"Exploration postponed due to darkness." Sean offered from his "ZARGON" game. "Actually, due to spookiness." Penny confessed. "This place is too big and old and empty to go exploring at night."
They played games for an hour or so and then did do a little wandering around in the immediate area. They admired the swimming pool, although nobody felt particularly inclined to go swimming just then. Since the British TV was terrible, and the satellite dish wasn't installed yet, they all went to bed.
Robin locked the door and pulled her shirt off as she crossed the floor to the big old bed. She shivered a little in the cool air. She tossed her slippers and socks under the bed, pulled back the sheets and blanket and then slipped her pants off and tossed them on the night table.
* * *
The sound of the panel sliding aside made no noise in the quiet room. After this evenings peeping, Dennis had tested and oiled it carefully. He gazed across the room at the sleeping girl and then slowly stepped through.
The panel slid shut behind him as he shuffled across the carpet to stand next to the bed. The girl looked like an innocent angel sleeping there. You would never know from looking at her what went on behind her locked door.
His hand reached down and slowly and gently slid through the thick curls of her hair. He dropped to his knees and slowly pulled aside the covers from her upper body. His eyes lit up and the quietest of gasps escaped his lips when he found her naked.
His eyes raced back and forth between the even rise and fall of her chest and her tightly closed eyes. What could she do anyway, he wondered. With what he knew and could tell about her, including the location of her big rubber dildo, what could she really tell anyone if she caught him.
He gazed at her breasts in rapture for several minutes as the chill night air hardened and stiffened her nipples. He had to grasp the side of the bed firmly to stop his hands shaking. Ever so slowly, he leaned forward until his face was inches away from one exciting mound.
His tongue came out and softly licked across the nipple. A burst of excitement exploded in his brain and his rock hard cock jerked against the side of the bed. He wet his lips and brought his mouth down until they gently enveloped the proudly upthrust nipple.
He sucked ever so slightly, bringing only the slightest of pressure to bear on the chilled flesh. His lips slid around the nipple and then daringly, his mouth opened wide and he sucked in a large chunk of breast tissue.
The girl moaned slightly in her sleep and turned onto her side. Dennis jerked back and dropped down below the level of the bed for several minutes, before her even breathing reassured him and her rose once more.
Her back was to him now. He debated going across to the other side of the bed and then instead, gently tugged the covers lower still.
The smooth satin slid down her side and off over her hips to reveal her creamy thigh and rounded ass cheeks. He admired her behind for several minutes as he warmed his hands under his armpits. Then he softly brought one hand down and caressed the soft skin, squeezing very gently.
After a minute, the girl curled up suddenly, nearly giving him a heart attack. He waited several more minutes, gazing at the small thin slit now peeping out from between her legs.
He brought his upper body down on the bed until his mouth was right against that partly covered little pussy, and then licked his tongue softly along the slit.
There was no reaction and he continued his licking, getting slightly more daring, exerting slightly more pressure. Her whole crotch area was wet with his spit before he stopped and sagged back light headed.
He tore his pants open and pulled out his raging blood engorged penis. A single squeeze was all it took to erupt in white wads of jism. It shot out the end and down onto the sleeping girls buttocks and thighs as he tried to suppress his groans.
He watched fascinated as one thick wad of sperm slid slowly down one round buttock and into the thin thatch of golden hair surrounding her pussy mound. He slid his hand down softly between her legs and rubbed the juice into her hole.
Emboldened now, he tried to slide a finger between the wet pussy lips but was foiled by her tightly closed legs. He put a hand on her shoulder and slowly turned her onto her back. His hand reached down to softly cup a right breast as she turned over. He felt the nipples stiffness against his palm and nearly cried out loud as the rounded orb filled his hand.
Next he slowly slid his hands around one ankle and gently, gently pulled it aside. He repeated this with the other ankle, then went back to the first and pulled it a little wider, then the second, then back to the first.
When he was finally satisfied, the girl lay in an unnatural pose, flat on her back, arms at her side, and legs spread wide apart.
He squeezed his dick, exuding more goppy juice onto his fingers. He moved his hand down to her cunt-mouth and worked his fingers along the thin lips. His hand came down on her tits again. He rubbed them both softly and gently, and then slid his shaking hand down over her smooth flat belly and into the small next of hair over her pussy.
Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, he slid one thin fingertip into the slit. Inch by inch he managed to work the finger up into her cunt tunnel. It was so tight! Tight and smooth and unbelievably soft. The feel of the slick inner walls of her cunt hole on his finger nearly drove him over the edge. The tight little slit was hot and seemed to suck his finger like a baby sucking on a tit.
He got onto the bed and knelt there between her legs, his rock hard cock only inches from her soft next of curly cunt hair. His other hand gripped his cock and began slowly jerking off. It was all he could do to stop from throwing himself down on her outspread body and ramming his cock deep into her hole with one powerful lunge.
Finally as his finger sank all the way inside her fiery furnace, he knew he could not hold himself any longer and ejaculated another string of juice onto her tits and belly.
Gasping, he pulled back then and slid the sheets back up. The sight of those still erect nipples stopped him. He knelt on the bed and wiped the tip of his semi-flaccid cock over her tit mound and nipple, the thing sprang almost instantly to life again.
Dennis knew he would wake her up if he came as he was rubbing his cock against her tit. He wouldn't be able to control himself and would give himself away. He pulled back.
But he had to touch her!
He leaned forward again and grasped a handful of her thick flowing tresses in his fist. He wrapped it around his cock as he pumped it smoothly and quickly in and out of his fist. Then he came. His brain pounded as he shot his load out into the wad of golden hair and his cock sagged at last.
He staggered across the room, pulling his pants up as he went, and disappeared into the passageway.
* * *
Robin noticed nothing irregular the next morning when she woke up. She thought little of the slight stickiness between her legs, having encountered it before on waking. Any evidence she might have noticed disappeared before she was really awake, in the soft heat of the shower.
* * *
Penny and Robin worked at their dad during breakfast about the respective bareness of their huge closets. They managed to get control of several gold cards for the morning.
They hopped from store to store for several hours, running up their fathers credit cards and overloading the trunk of the big Rolls Royce the chauffeur was driving.
Robin had worn a simple denim dress with a zipper that ran down the front from top to bottom, making it fast and easy to change clothes. She hadn't worn anything underneath since she intended buying lots of scandalous undies and a number of bathing suits.
In one of the stores, this led her into an experience she hadn't counted on. Penny was sorting through dresses across the store as she carried an armful of silk and nylon panties and teddies into the changing room.
She unzipped her dress in a single motion and hung it on a hook on the door. Standing there naked, she began pulling on panty and bra sets one by one, admiring herself in the full length mirror on the wall. In a couple of minutes there was a knock at the door. A soft female voice called through to her.
"Please open the door miss," it demanded. Somewhat-surprised, she pulled her open dress from the hook and covered her front as she slid the bolt aside and peeked through.
* * *
Mary Crosby watched discretely as the two lovely teenagers scampered around the store. They were both incredibly beautiful and drew the eye of almost everyone who was near.
The thin, hesitant brunette had some of the most beautiful hair Mary had ever seen, and a sweet childlike face that made her look like an elf.
The blonde, younger and more raucous, had a figure men would kill for. Her long hair flowed around her syrupy cute, giggling face and gave an ethereal beauty to her hourglass frame.
When she disappeared into the changing room with a pile of underwear, Mary had to restrain her speed at moving into the adjoining hallway to gaze through the one way glass.
The glass was there to foil shoplifters of course, but was rarely used with customers of her obvious means.
Mary stood scant inches from the glass as the naked girl tried on her selections. Mary's hand moved unconsciously down between her legs, squeezing her cunt mound tightly. Mary had seen a lot of nude and nearly nude females in her time, at the store, and elsewhere, but never one that excited her as much as this one.
She had realized she was gay for at least ten years now, and had taken a number of female lovers. None however, matched the beauty of this one, even at the blonde girl's slight age.
Her other hand cupped and squeezed her breasts through her dress and she moaned softly. If only, she thought. Then it hit her, and she was desperate enough to try. All that could happen is she would lose her job after all.
* * *
One of the saleswomen stared sternly in at Robin through the crack in the door. The woman impatiently pushed the door aside and stepped into the small room, forcing Robin to scurry backwards. She closed the door behind her and smiled at the girl and pointed towards the mirror.
The woman was in her late twenties. She was very tall, and had straight, reddish brown hair that hung down to the shoulders. She was wearing a tight, shiny leather mini dress that was unzipped almost down to her belly button and displayed a large part of her breasts.
"Look, I'm sorry to bother you or embarrass you, but I was watching you through the one way glass there." Robin turned red.
"It's nothing perverted or anything, most stores monitor their changing rooms, either like this or by camera, to prevent shoplifting you know." Robin gulped, wondering about some of the things she had done in changing rooms in the past.
"Anyway, the thing is, for hygienic reasons, you are supposed to only try underwear and bathing suits on over your own panties. If you don't you have to buy them. You'll have to pay for these now and would have had to buy all of them if I hadn't interrupted you."
"But they don't all fit." she protested.
"Look, you wouldn't want to wear those panties knowing some other girl had had them on only ten minutes ago would you?" Anyway, they looked fine to me. You have a very sexy body you know. Robin got even redder.
Then the woman's voice seemed to catch a little.
"Why don't you show me what you have on? You're not embarrassed or something, are you?" Robin shook her head and dropped the dress away from herself. She wasn't wearing a bra just then, only a pair of tiny string bikini panties.
Mary gulped at the sight of the girl's nearly nude body. "Those look fine ... Turn around." Robin turned, displaying her satin clad behind. Mary ran her fingers along the thin string around the girl's hips.
"Is this too tight?" she gulped.
"If it leaves a line on the skin it's generally thought to be too tight you know." She slid her fingers along Robin's hip, just inside the stitching. Robin shook her head slightly.
"No." she almost whispered. "It's fine." She trembled slightly. Standing there almost naked next to this tall sleek woman who's fingers were sliding along the top of her hip, was beginning to send strange feelings through her body.
Mary pulled her hand back. "Maybe ... hmmmm ... ummmm ... Why don't you bend over and touch your toes." she suggested. "To see if they ride up on you." she hurriedly added.
Robin complied. Her excitement was starting to override her good judgment. This wasn't the way you tried on panties, she thought, but she didn't really care. She was starting to feel something like an exhibitionist, like she had back in her room the other night, except this time there really was someone watching.
She bent way over, consciously spreading her legs a little apart. Mary caught her lip between her teeth to stop from gasping in delight. She could see the outline of the girl's pussy and the tight thin material had dug into the slit a little as she bent over. She moved forward almost trance like, her hands going down to the girl's pussy.
"J ... J ... just a minute miss while I adjust this." she gasped.
Her fingers grasped the edges of the strip running between Robin's legs, pulling the material out and slightly apart. Her fingers briefly touched the hair under the satin and a holt of electricity seemed to pass between them.
Robin gasped and stood up suddenly, turning around.
The two stared at each other for a few breathless seconds and then Mary's self control gave out completely.
She threw her arms around the girl and pulled her tightly against her chest. One hand grabbed a chunk of Robin's hair behind her head and forced her mouth tightly against her own as her tongue shot forth and into the smaller girl's mouth.
Robin didn't struggle at all. She was excited and incredibly turned on as well as somewhat stunned by this quick turn of events. The woman's tongue was inside her own mouth and swirling around as their lips crushed against each other.
Slowly her own arms came up and went around the woman. Mary could have screamed in relief and delight. Her hands slid down the girl's back and onto her satin covered behind. She squeezed gently, and then rougher, pulling the girl's crotch up against her own.
They stood there locked in a ferocious embrace for several seconds. Their mouths squeezing and sucking and licking all over each other's faces. Groans and sighs escaped them as they gasped for breath in between kisses.
Mary's hands gripped the material of the panties tightly and pulled upwards with greater and greater force, as if she could rip them off right there.
Robin squirmed against her. The material of the panties dug hard up into her slit and crotch, almost lifting her off the ground. Then the thin stuff came apart and Robin was completely nude.
Mary's hands gripped her buttocks in a death hold, squeezing and clutching them, pulling the girl up against her so hard they could hardly breathe. Robin grunted as the panties tore off.
Her vision was swimming in a dark haze caused by the heat and pressure behind her eyes. She rubbed her naked body against the rubber clad woman, delighting in the strange sensations as her swollen tits and rock hard nipples rasped against the crinkly stuff.
Mary fell back onto the padded bench, pulling the girl on top of her. Robin was practically on her lap as the two continued long deep harsh kisses. Her hands raced over Robin's body, squeezing and caressing her tits and belly, and diving down between the parted legs and into her crotch.
She rubbed her open hand up and down Robin's pussy, bringing a shudder from the little blonde. Then she dropped the girl onto the bench and got down on her knees beside it.
Robin opened her legs wide and leaned back against the wall as the woman's head moved in between her legs. She pulled her legs up, putting the heels on the bench as the woman pulled her hips forward to bring her cunt right to the edge.
Then Robin gasped aloud as the woman's tongue slid up into her slit. She slid her tongue up and down the slit, and along the edges of the pussy lips. She was lapping fast and deep, delighting in the taste of the blonde girl's pussy juice.
Her fingers sought out the erecting bud of the clit and gripped and rubbed it between them as the girl squirmed and mewled in happiness. Her other hand slid up and latched around the girl's round swollen breast meat. The meaty flesh oozed out between her fingers as she almost tore at the tit.
Robin's head was rolling and bouncing slightly against the wall as the woman ate her cunt out. She had never had her pussy licked as good as this. Then the woman's teeth came down around her clit and bit down hard just as she sent two straightened fingers ramming deep into Robin's cunt.
The blonde teenager shuddered and arched her back in ecstasy. She bit her lips to muffle the sounds of orgasm as the woman worked deeper into her hole. She sprawled there breathless as the woman stood up and slid her dress down.
She wore nothing under it and Robin's excitement rekindled at the sight of her completely hairless pussy. The woman knelt on the bench, straddling Robin's body and pushing her pussy up against Robin's face.
The blonde reached her hands around and gripped the woman's ass cheeks firmly, pulling the naked gleaming slit closer still, until her mouth could fasten tightly around it. It was a lot easier sucking pussy without any hair, the girl thought, as her lips fastened neatly over the woman's cunt slit.
Her tongue raced up and down and in and out of the dripping hole. Mary humped her crotch against the girl's face, delighting in the bursts of sexual heat shooting out of her pussy.
She gasped and grabbed two large handfuls of blonde hair as the teenager started sucking on her clit like a high-powered vacuum cleaner. The girl's teeth fastened around the cunt slit and dug into the tender skin, bringing groans of pain and delirious pleasure from Mary.
She jerked the girl's golden hair, yanking her face tightly against her hairless twat. The tongue was fucking in and out of her cunt and rasping over her clitty with a furious pace, driving Mary's body wild with orgiastic ecstasy.
The woman shivered all over, ramming her groin into Robin's face. Robin seemed to be drinking pussy juice by the gallon as the woman gripped her head, jamming her humping groin against her and crushing her hyper- sensitive clit into her mouth.
The woman came furiously. A series of helpless grunts and gurgles filled the room as Robin drank her spewing girl juice right out of her tunnel. Her head and chest fell backwards, almost making her fall off the bench. Only Robin's hands pulling her ass forward, and her own death grip on the girl's head, kept her on the bench.
She stumbled back afterwards almost falling against the far wall, her breath coming in heaving gasps. The two smiled at each other open mouthed, as they fought for breath. Then Robin got shakily to her feet and staggered across the little room to stand in front of the woman.
"I take it," Mary gasped, "that wasn't your first time?!" Robin grinned and leaned forward to kiss her. The two kissed for several long seconds, their tits rubbing together, crushing together between their ribs.
Mary's hands came down and cupped Robin's ass cheeks. Robin pulled playfully away, turning her back and looking over her shoulder at the older woman as she pushed her ass back and out.
Mary groaned again, her arms wrapping around the girl, her hands folding around Robin's rounded titties. They kissed awkwardly, Robin's neck straining as she turned to one side. Robin's ass crushed against Mary's groin, heating them both up again. One of Mary's hands slid down Robin's belly and cupped her furry pussy mound. Robin's legs slid apart.
Mary squeezed upward slowly, bringing a gasp from the girl. One of Mary's fingers slid along Robin's juicy pussy mouth, riding up inside. Her other hand slid down the girl's back and between the softly rounded cheeks of her ass.
CHAPTER Four
Mary Sighed at the silky warmth of the skin against her palm, the firm meat of the ass cheeks pressing against the side of her hand. She slid her hand further down, joining the other over the teenager's cunt.
Her fingers interlocked and she pulled upward, lifting the girl off the ground for a second, before dropping her back, then doing it again, and then again. The blonde girl groaned and squirmed against the woman. Mary pulled her hands apart and then simultaneously slid two fingers up inside Robin's cunt-slit and asshole.
The blonde cried out in shocked surprise and delight. Mary worked her fingers back and forth inside the girl, working her groin into a blazing fire. Robin humped and trembled against the woman.
She moved one shaky hand behind her and grasped Mary's pussy mound, then slid one, then two, then three fingers up inside and began working them in and out as her thumb rubbed over the hardened little clit.
Mary suddenly pulled Robin down to the floor. She pulled one of the girl's thin legs up over her own and grasped Robin's hips, pulling their crotches against each other.
She lay back on her side and pulled Robin's leg up between her tits, squeezing them around it as she used the limb to pull her groin against the furry blonde cunt mound until the two slits were locked together.
They rocked back and forth on the floor like that, grinding their pussies together. Robin took her cue from Mary, rubbing her titties tightly around the woman's leg. She tightened her own legs around Mary. Her back leg ran along up Mary's back, her upper thigh rubbing along between the woman's ass cheeks.
She wished she had shaved her pussy like the brunette had and decided to do it as soon as possible. Their pussy mounds squashed each other up against their pubic bones, bringing sighs and moans from the two girls.
It suddenly occurred to Mary in the midst of her dazed humping, that anyone of the staff who missed her would come along the back corridor behind the changing rooms and have a perfect view of the two of the gasping and moaning girls. Strangely, the thought only excited her more.
She brought her bare crotch back an inch or so, then jumped down, slapping it against Robin's. Their cunts slapped and ground together several times, jolting both of them with searing shots of crackling sexual pleasure.
Then Mary locked her legs together and gritted her teeth, crushing her cunt mound against the blonde as she came thunderously. Robin was only seconds away and soon both of them were jerking and writhing and gasping in ecstasy as soaring waves of sensuous fire burst inside their cunts and shot blinding flares of glorious sensations into their brains.
* * *
Penny turned suddenly to find a somewhat disheveled Robin standing next to her. "Where the hell have you been?" she demanded. "Christ! I've been looking for you for half an hour!"
"I'll tell you later. Can we get something to eat, Please?!"
"All right, so where were you then?" she asked, as the two of them munched on chips and sipped cokes in a nearby restaurant.
"If you must know, I was in the changing room fucking a salesgirl."
Penny's face reddened and she glanced around quickly. "Fuck Robin! I can't believe you would be screwing some woman like that right there in the store! How could you do that!!? What if someone came in?" She shook her head in disbelief. "Do you wear your panties too tight or what!?"
"I'm not wearing any, so they can't be too tight. Maybe it's the fresh air." she fanned air down at her crotch dramatically.
"You're not wearing any pants?!" Penny hissed. Robin shook her head. "How can you wear a miniskirt and no pants?!!" Penny demanded, aghast.
"Are you some kind of nympho or something?!!"
Robin grinned wider, nodding her head up and down. Penny shook her head in disgust. "Hey don't worry, something good came from it." Robin leered. "I learned a new position for girl's to use. Maybe I'll show you when we get home."
Penny gritted her teeth and glared at her sister. "You are absolutely the worst little slut I have ever seen!" she hissed. Robin winked at her.
The ride home was in relative silence compared to the ride out. There wasn't a whole lot either of them could say with the chauffeur in the front seat. Penny kept turning around to glare at the blonde, who would respond with her own glares, or cheeky grins.
"Have a good time shopping you two?" their mother smiled, as they came through the front door.
"Some more than others." Penny retorted, as she passed by. Her mother looked questioningly at Robin.
"Ignore her. She didn't get the dress she wanted." Kate nodded understandingly.
Robin spent the rest of the afternoon trying on her new clothes and matching them with her wardrobe to see what looked best with what. Sean poked his head in the door around five, and asked if she wanted to go exploring with Penny and him. She agreed and the three of them set off for the upper floors.
Penny had cooled out somewhat but still looked somewhat peeved at Robin as the three roamed in and out of corridors and rooms. They had just found a fantastically cluttered attic, when they had to go back down for dinner.
Afterwards, they couldn't find any light switches so decided to give it up till tomorrow. Robin and Sean went swimming, while Penny went to her room to read.
As she lay dripping on the pool deck watching Sean dive off the board, Robin's eyes fixed on his crotch, and the distinctive bulge there. She wondered if what Penny said was at all true. Maybe she was some kind of nymphomaniac.
She doubted many girls would have been willing to have sex with some strange woman right at the spur of the moment like that. Hell, she didn't even know the woman's name. She still didn't!
She decided that it really didn't matter if she was a nympho. She liked sex and so what about it. Penny had sure liked it when they had gone at it before. She went back to her room and got undressed, deciding again not to wear anything to bed. She read for a little while, then turned off the lights and fell asleep.
* * *
Penny had a much harder time falling asleep than her sister. She lay awake for some time, thinking about Robin, and wondering whether there really was something the matter with her.
It wasn't, she thought, that Robin was terribly promiscuous. She knew of only a couple of guys Robin had slept with. But this casualness about sex wasn't natural, especially for a girl her age.
In fact, at her age she shouldn't have had any sexual experiences at all. Penny shuddered briefly at the thought of their one encounter. She had to admit to herself that she herself had been enormously excited at the time and had enjoyed it, and she knew Robin had as well.
She couldn't help feeling guilty though, first because as the older sister, and because Robin was so young, she should have stopped it before it had gone that far, and second because she had had sex with a girl at all. She knew that was wrong. She wondered if she were a homosexual.
She had never had sex with a boy, or anybody else for that matter. Ever since her sexual encounter with her sister, though, she had found herself eyeing Robin when she had just come from the shower, or in a bathing suit, and feeling her loins heat up.
It was incredible to her that Robin would consent to something like that with some woman she didn't even know. How they had done it in a little changing room, especially without anybody finding out, was amazing.
Images came unbidden to her mind, of Robin's nude body locked in the throes of orgasm while the woman's head worked away between her thighs. She wondered how Robin had kept quiet. She had been pretty loud when the two sisters had had sex.
Her mind swept over the memory once more, and remembered how excited Robin had gotten when Penny had sucked her.
Her hand strayed down to her groin and rubbed lightly at her pussy. She thought of the leather clad woman she had seen, so tall and beautiful, on top of her sister, kissing and sucking at her mouth, hands squeezing her proud rounded breasts. She remembered how hard Robin's little pink nipples had gotten when she had sucked them, and sighed.
The woman should be arrested, she thought idly. Her hand was squeezing her own breasts lightly, while the other rubbed the flannel material of her nightgown back and forth against her rising clit. She thought of the woman sitting on Robin's face, rocking back and forth s her little sister at her cunt out.
Her chest heaved as her breathing quickened. Images swirled through her mind, and she humped her groin up against her fist. She rubbed her knuckles harder and faster over her clit and cunt. Then she groaned and came as she imagined Robin on her knees, hands tied behind her back, sucking the woman.
The woman's hands were entangled in Robin's hair forcing her face tightly up against her hairy cunt. As she soared through her orgasm, the image of the woman shifted and became her own, then shifted back.
The image of Robin disappeared and was replaced by hers. She groaned and grunted into the pillow as she turned over onto her stomach and squashed her cunt down over her fist.
She was a long time getting to sleep.
* * *
Robin woke suddenly. She glanced at the clock on the table and found that it was barely four o'clock in the morning. Her stomach rumbled. She was hungry.
That's the problem with this place, she thought, it's five miles to the friggin kitchen. She tried to ignore her stomach for a while but it didn't work. She sat up then. Maybe just a little piece of pie and some milk. It wouldn't take more than five or ten minutes to get it.
She threw the covers back and rolled out of bed. It was cool in her room and her skin broke out in goose bumps. She dashed into the changing room and grabbed a thick robe. She had no intention of getting all dressed up just to go to the kitchen.
The robe covered her from throat to ankle, not that there would be anyone around at this time. There were some servants living in the house, but they would surely all be asleep now.
The hallway lights were dimmed, but she could see quite easily as she scurried down the hall, her slippers flopping up and down on the thick carpet. She slid down the banister most of the way and padded through the wide door in the great hall.
This section of the manor wasn't nearly as nice as the others, being intended mainly for the servants. There was no carpet, just a dark coloured tile. The ornate carvings on the walls were absent. She went down a narrow hall and through the door at the end into the kitchen.
The kitchen was huge of course, so banquets could be prepared here. There were several big fridges and freezers, as well as half a dozen ovens of various types.
She walked past these to a small white fridge in a corner and opened it. She found what she had been expecting, a bottle of milk and a pie, already missing several pieces. She pulled them out and then searched around till she found a tall glass to pour the milk into.
There were no chairs that she could see in the dim room, so she sat on one of the big preparation counters and munched the pie right out of her hand.
She turned with a start at a sound behind her. That blonde guy with the big shoulders and strange eyes was there. He walked around the counter and stood in front of her.
"Hello darlin." he smiled. "And what might you be doin up at this hour?" Robin looked down at her pie filled hand, somewhat abashed.
"I was hungry, and I didn't think anybody would be around now." she mumbled.
Dennis grinned at the girl. "There's always somebody up M'dear, in case one of the lords or ladies wants somethin, ... like pie fer instance. I coulda delivered that right to your very own bedside without you havin ta git yer feet cold."
"I don't think my dad would like that." she grinned. "The thought of a man in my bedroom at four in the morning would likely give him a seizure."
He leered at her somewhat nastily.
"And what do you s'pose he'd think of that big old dildo you keep in your chest?"
Robin's heart skipped a beat.
"Oh don't worry sweets, I ain't tellin none. It's just that there's passage's in the walls here y'know, that we takes sometimes fer a to save time. I was goin down one t'other day when I happened by her room and heard loud music. Well I ain't no peepin Thomas I ain't, but I thought I'd jest look and see fer a sec. There you were bouncin' around the room in yer altogether."
Robin's face had gotten chalky white as he talked and now darkened a deep crimson. "I knew I shouldn't, but I jes couldn't stop meself watchin, especially when you brung out th' dildo and went to work on y'self."
Robin's face hung down over her food, eyes staring at the pie drooping from her fingers. Her face burned in humiliation.
Dennis moved closer, right up against the side of the counter until she looked up right into his face only inches away.
"You should know sweetling, that anytime you need somethin like that, alls you got to do is call ol' Dennis and he'll come a runnin."
With that his arms encircled her and his lips came down against hers. He kissed her roughly while Robin's shocked mind flew through responses and shocked denials.
HE HAD SEEN HER!!
OHmygohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygoddddddddd!!!!
Dennis squeezed her breast through the thick robe, then slid under the material to fasten around her naked tit. Robin tried to jerk back but found she was held too tightly by Parker's arm. She made tentative protests but he ignored them, sure of his control.
"You don't need a rubber cock for a good fuck around here baby." he hissed. His hands undid the belt and pulled open her robe, brushing aside her feeble attempts at resistance.
He pulled the robe off her shoulders, then jerked her head back and sank his teeth around the soft pink tip of one fat breast. Robin gasped in shock as he bit down on the meat and suckled ferociously on the nipple in his mouth.
He yanked her legs apart and pulled her crotch to the edge of the counter, dry humping her. Then he tore open his pants and dropped them to the floor, pulling a huge angry red cock out. "This's better than any dildo sweetlin'." he whispered.
He pushed Robin back on the counter until she was lying down, then positioned his fat meat at the centre of her cunthole. Robin felt the hard cockhead rub up and down her slit for a second or two and then pressure mounted as Dennis shoved his cock against the closed tunnel.
Inch by inch, the meaty prong slid down into her slit-hole. It was slow and painful for her. She wasn't ready yet and her cunt was dry.
Dennis pulled back with a short curse and grabbed a container of thick grease from the counter. He opened it and spread it liberally over her cunt-mound and his cock. He dipped his fingers into it and then pulled out a thick wad of gooey liquid which he jammed into Robin's cunt tunnel.
When he inserted his cock this time, it slid down deeply into her tight hole. He grunted as his pubic bone came to rest against her crotch. "Jaysus yer tight, aint ya! Hows it feel sweetlin'? You got it all inside yer belly now. Better'n that plastic cock you was ridin' before ain't it?" he gasped.
He pulled back, sliding most of the cock back out, then thrust powerfully, driving the big pole deep into her cunt. Robin groaned as the thick shaft slid back inside her. He began to slide it in and out, fucking her with slow, regular strokes, in no hurry to finish.
She lay back on the counter as he fucked his took into her crotch, his hands coming down onto her tits from time to time, squeezing them roughly, pinching the nipples into swollen erectness.
He picked up the pace, pistoning his cock into her with deep, rapid strokes. His hands encircled her legs high up near the crotch, pushing them back and down. Robin's thigh muscles ached as he forced her legs wide apart to get the deepest penetration. She grunted with each inward stroke as the tip of his hard girl-fucker rammed deep into her oily, sucking cunt hole.
His hands came down to her side and he lifted her chest up to suck and bite on her tits again. He dropped her back and lifted her legs up in the air, dropping her ankles onto his shoulders. Her ass was up in the air as he fucked his fat cock down into her little cunt tunnel. Her asshole winked at him giving him other ideas.
He stared down at the little rich bitch blonde. Loving the feeling of power he had over her, as he thrust himself balls deep into her little twat. "Take my cock you fucking little Yankee whore!" His mind growled. The girl grunted from time to time, her ankles bouncing on his shoulders.
His arms encircled her again, and lifted her chest up into the air so he could suck on her titties again. He pulled her up so she was crushed almost in two. Her titties were squashed up against her legs, making it hard for him to get his mouth at them.
Her tailbone ground painfully hard into the counter as it supported nearly her entire weight. He held her there, bent double, her ankles up behind her ears, as he pounded his fat prick into her cunt hole with deep savage thrusts that brought protesting cries from her lips.
Their eyes stared at each other from inches apart. Hers were dazed and blurring as sexual passion ignited and roared to life deep in her groin. She felt the tingling burning sensations shooting out from her breasts and cunt tunnel. Felt her cunt walls clasped and clutch at his pumping cock meat.
Then he dropped her back to the counter, only to drag her off. He pulled her to her feet and bent her across a small table beside the counter. With one harsh thrust, he embedded his cock in her belly, she cried out with the force of it. Dennis pulled back and slammed his cock into her again.
Then he began to fuck into her with short furious thrusts. For several seconds the only sounds in the room were the slap ... slap ... slap of his crotch cracking into her buttocks again and again, the squeaking of the table as it slid back and forth, and the gentle moans coming from the girls open lips.
His hands came down around her sides, yanking her back and forth in time to his thrusts, forcing his cock in and out even faster and more brutally. Her face and tits slid back and forth across the rough table top, her hard little nipples twisting under her and scraping against the many deep gouges and cuts in the wood.
He continued to yank her back and forth like that, watching with delight as his cock sank into her little wet cunthole again and again. His hands came off her sides and slid underneath her to squeeze her tits again. His hands were hard and rough as he squeezed her, sending bursts of blissful fuck feelings into her body.
His mouth came down and he bit her on the neck, then sucked on the skin.
"You like that don't you sweetlin'? This is what you little sluts all need! A good hard cock up yer slit!" His words seared her brain, and she whimpered into the table as her cunt flared even higher, burning with a heat so high she knew she would soon be consumed.
His weight was almost crushing her into the table as he lay atop her, humping his cock in and out and sucking on her throat. His hands were still around her tits, crushing them against her chest.
He gave a loud groan, and his cock started to pound into her faster and faster. He lifted himself off her and grasped her hips again to jerk her against his pistoning cock.
He spurted wads of jism up into her belly, the cockhead raping back and forth, churning her guts into a delirious froth of boiling girl juice. His white milk spewed down her cunthole mixing with her own liquids to form a scalding, sizzling cauldron of fuck juice that made her belly heave and cramp and then shot her upwards into a glorious orgasm.
She jerked and jumped on the table, her cunt squeezing and clutching at his cockmeat as her eyes rolled in her head and she gasped in delirium.
"Oh yeah! OH YEAH!" he cried.
He pulled his still hard cock out of her cunthole. Her crotch and his cock were coated in fuck juice and grease as he centered his cockhead against the wrinkled brown asshole and shoved forward.
Robin grunted in dismay and struggled weakly to move away, but couldn't under his heavy weight. The cock slid down into her anus slowly but surely. Her tightly closed ass-mouth was forced aside and his man-cock fucked into it.
"Take it you slut!" he gritted without speaking. "Fucking little rich whore! I wish your shitty ol' man could see you now!! Bet he'd like to see ol' Dennis's cock stuffed up your shit hole!!!"
Robin groaned in a strange mixture of pain and pleasure as the thick cock filled her rectum and slid up into her guts. He started fucking her slowly, sliding his cum filled meat up and down her ass tunnel. He groaned in pleasure at the tightness of her clutching asshole.
He fucked her ass with long strokes then, pounding his fat prick deep inside her for several minutes as she trembled and jerked against him. Then he groaned again, slamming his steel hard fuck-pole deep into the girl's ass and spewing out his hot white jism.
Robin gasped in agonized ecstasy. Her whole upper body came up off the table then started bouncing atop it as she spasmed in joyful, rocketing, orgasmic bliss. Her asshole clutched and pulled at the fat prick inside it as the raging organ shot out wads of sticky gooey fuck juices that seeped down deep into her guts.
Robin's tits were crushed repeatedly into the table as she writhed and bounced in delirious pleasure. Her body shivering and twitching through uncountable waves of blasting gut-wrenching climaxes.
Dennis slowed his humping, gasping in happiness. His cock slid slowly up and down the blonde girl's ass tunnel while he relished the sight of his meaty red prick disappearing into her asshole with each forward thrust.
He stood over her for several seconds, regaining his breath, admiring the sight of her upthrust ass and his cock half way in the hole between her parted buttocks.
"What a gorgeous sight that is!" he whispered. The clock on the wall suddenly gonged, drawing his attention. "Jesu! It's Five o'clock!" he cursed.
"The cook will be here any minute now to start up for the day."
He leaned over slightly. "Wouldn't this be a fine sight to greet him little fox! A little blonde slut girl bent over the table, with nine inches of cock up her asshole!!"
Shocked by the words, Robin jerked up and shoved him away, his flaccid penis popped out of her worn asshole. He laughed and pulled his pants up as she grabbed frantically for her robe.
He grabbed it first and pulled it away. "No, No little one. I think I'll keep this for a souvenir!" he laughed. There were sounds of movement on the servants stairs and Dennis ran off down a back hall with her robe, leaving the naked girl behind.
Robin looked wildly around but didn't see anything that would cover even a small part of her. She jumped away from the staircase and raced out through the little hall to the main corridor leading to the great hall.
She burst into the hall and fairly leaped up the wide carpeted stairway leading to the second floor, hoping against hope that nobody else was around this early.
CHAPTER Five
As she ran down the now brightly lit hallway though, her hopes were dashed by the sound of voices coming down the hall. She opened the nearest door and slid inside, closing it after her.
As luck would have it, this was her parents' bedroom. It was still dark, and, she could make out the sleeping form of her mom on the bed. Her father was not there however and there was light coming from beneath the bathroom door.
The voices got louder as the people, apparently two maids, passed by the door and went on down the hall. The toilet in the bathroom flushed and she turned despairingly toward the room.
Then she heard the doorknob lock unlatching. The voices were still too close in the hallway to go out so she dove behind a big stuffed chair just as her father came out of the bathroom.
She sat there hugging her knees for several minutes, hoping her dad would fall back asleep so she could escape to her room. Instead of the silence she was praying for though, she soon began to hear whispers and giggles coming from the direction of the bed. Then there were other sounds. Sounds of movement, of sighs and gentle moans.
She peeked around the comer of the chair and was shocked.
No matter how much teenagers think about sex, they are almost always astounded at the thought of their parents having anything to do with the subject.
* * *
James and Kate were, after all, only in their thirties, so it really shouldn't have surprised her that much. There they were though, going at it only a few feet away from the startled girl's eyes.
Her mother was on her back, legs spread and wrapped around her dad's back as he thrust his groin up and down against her. His hands were squeezing and fondling her moms boobs as the two of them licked and kissed each other energetically.
Robin was grossed out and pulled back behind the chair. After a few minutes though, her curiosity got the best of her and she looked out again. Her mom's legs were back against her chest now, as her dad fucked down into her cunt with long smooth strokes.
Robin could see his long fat cock as it slid in and out of her mother's hairy thatch of blonde cunthair. She was surprised at how big her dad's cock was as the blood engorged organ pumped in and out. The two stopped and disengaged, and Robin hurriedly jerked back out of sight.
"Jesus Christ!" she thought, "Wouldn't this be something if I'm caught now, naked and covered in cum and grease, peeping at my parents fucking!"
She peered around the chair again. Her mom was on her knees now, while her dad fucked her doggy style. She could see her mother's big fat tits hanging down and swinging back and forth as her dad thrust into her.
Her mother was grunting and groaning as the fat cock skewered her cunthole. Robin found herself admiring her dad's technique. His stokes were very smooth and even, and were driving her mom nuts.
"Ohhhhhhhhh Goddddddd! her mom moaned. "Fuck it into me Jim! Fuck my cunt with that fat cock of yours!" For Robin, this was an even greater shock. She could not have imagined her mother talking like that in her wildest dreams. Her father fucked her harder and faster while her mom continued to moan and cry out.
"Uunghh! Uunghh! Uunghh! Uunghh! Uuuuunghh!" She grunted in time to her husband's strokes. Robin was stunned. It was one thing to see her parents fucking, quite another to see them actually enjoying it!
She couldn't take her eyes off the scene as the two continued their wild humping. Then her mom gave a loud cry and her dad rammed his cock deep inside her and held it while she trembled and shook through her climax. Then he pulled her up and back as he fell back onto his heels.
Robin could see the wild senseless look in her mother's dazed expression as her dad's arms came around her belly and jerked her down onto his cock. He fucked up into her for several seconds, jerking her up off the bed each time. Robin's hand strayed down to her tingling crotch and her fingers began to dart into her still oozing twat.
She watched in fascination and growing excitement as her mother rode her dad's cock, her big tits flopping and jiggling, and her head lolled back and forth. Robin wondered if she looked like that when she came. She had always wanted to get some video equipment and tape herself getting royally fucked, so she could watch it after.
Her fingers rubbed hurriedly across her aroused clit as her dad's hands slid down into her mom's crotch and up to her tits, squeezing, caressing and rubbing her as his cock worked in and out of her crotch hole.
Her mom got more and more excited as her husband fondled her cunt and slid his fingers back and forth across her clit. Then he squeezed it tightly as he fucked up into her with faster and faster strokes until the two of them were bouncing there on the bed.
Robin imitated his actions, pinching down on her own clit as she saw her dad do, and shoving three fingers in and out of her fiery cunt pit. Her own soft moans joined those of her mother as the two blonde women climbed the heights of sexual passion together.
Her dad thrust one last deep stroke up into her mom's hole, and then fell sideways, taking her mom with him. He groaned loudly just as her mother let out a loud delighted moan and came. Robin's bit her tongue, trying to stifle her own cry of delight as she jammed her fingers as far up inside herself as they would go and flashed into her own climax.
Blazing pinwheels of light blinded her as she collapsed forward against the chair, her cunt exploding with gut wrenching sensations of pure ecstasy, that almost knocked her out.
She lay curled in an exhausted heap on the floor for several minutes as she, and her parents recovered. They started laughing and giggling, and then Robin heard them get out of bed. She braced herself for discovery, and almost groaned aloud with relief when they went into the bathroom instead.
She crawled out from behind the bed and across the room, using whatever cover she could find until she reached the door. She raised her head to peer over the edge of a table towards the bathroom door. It was only half closed, but she had to take a chance. She opened the door to the hall and slipped out.
The first thing she did was go into the bathroom and take a shower. She thought grimly about the night's activities as she rubbed the soap deeply into her crotch. She wasn't sure if she had been actually raped or not. She hadn't really resisted or tried to stop Dennis.
After all, she did have a black belt and could have broken most of his bones if she had thought to. The thing was, she had been so shocked at Dennis having seen her before, that she didn't even think to resist at first. Then when she had calmed down ...
She didn't understand how her body had responded so easily to him. He was OK looking, but hardly a good lover, more like a dog in heat or something. She looked down at her crotch in pique. She would have bruises down there, she was sure, the way he had pounded it into her.
* * *
The next day, her dad brought her out to the school she would soon be attending. It was difficult to look him in the eye as the two talked about it. Images of him grimacing in pleasure as he pumped into her mother kept surfacing.
The same went for her mom. When the dignified, smartly dressed woman appeared at the breakfast table, all Robin could think of was the groaning naked woman crying for more fucking. Oddly, she found herself immensely excited by these visions. She had to stop herself from fantasizing about sex with the two of them several times.
The school was a fancy public school. That apparently meant it was a private school for some insane reason. It was what they called an upper school. They didn't have high school here. Classes were already in session as the two of them stepped out of the Rolls' and went inside.
A number of students eyed the two as they walked down the hall. Robin saw, as she had been told, that all were wearing uniforms. That had caused an uproar when she had heard it a few days earlier.
Uniforms were the norm here, rather than the exception, and there was no getting around it. Rich or poor, the schools all had uniforms. "Stupid Limeys!" she glowered, as she watched them.
The uniform here was a light blue jacket with white shirt and blue scarf, over a blue and white checked skirt, called a tartan she knew, which came down to a few inches above the knee, depending on who you looked at.
She snorted. The skirt was probably a foot longer than most she wore. The boys of course wore blue pants and ties in place of the skirts and scarf's. Her dad stopped suddenly as a man came out from around a corner.
"Ah, Mr. Kingston. I was just coming to meet you." the man smiled as he held his hand out to shake hands. "Good morning Mr. Thorn." Her father answered with a smile.
"And this must be Robin, of course." The man smiled as he held his hand out to her.
"Hello." she said, shaking hands.
"I'm sure you will quickly find yourself at home here my dear." he said. "Your marks from St. Michaels' Academy were truly splendid. I hope we don't disappoint you."
The three of them started down the hall to his office, the two men talking about forms and documents needed. Robin trailed along behind. She felt somewhat out of place here, and was sure everybody was staring at her. She felt like she had a big sing on her forehead with bright red letters. "NEW GIRL!!"
In truth, a large number of them were doing just that. Any new girl would probably be noted in the small integrated school. As Robin was wearing tight white pants, a white shirt and a green silk vest, all over knee high brushed leather boots, not, of course the traditional school outfit in England, she was instantly visible.
Even without her different clothing, it would have been hard to miss her. a tall gorgeous blonde girl, with a figure most of the girls there would have killed for. The girls eyed her somewhat jealously, even resentfully in a few cases. The boys were considerably more admiring, and hoping the new girl would wind up in their classes.
It took over an hour to finish with the paperwork and all, at which time Mr. Thorn gave her father the address of a place that took care of uniforms for the school. Her dad and her then left the office and walked down the hallway to the main entrance and the car.
As they were going out the door a loud wolf whistle echoed through the hall behind them, causing both to turn quickly. Her dad eyed all the boys around the hall sternly, but no obviously guilty party appeared. He shook his head and pulled Robin after him out the door.
* * *
The store that made the uniforms was their next stop. To her annoyance, she was forced to strip down to her panties so the lady there could measure her. All the uniforms were tailor made it seemed, and the old bitch refused to take her measurements over her clothes.
They went into a back room where she stripped and the woman pulled her measuring tape out. She glared disapprovingly at the underwear Robin was wearing. Tiny, dark blue string bikini panties with matching half-bra which barely contained her ample tit meat.
She glared back at the grey haired woman, daring her to say anything. The lady only pursed her lips though, and began taking her measurements. Robin exhaled just before the woman wrapped the tape around her chest and the woman looked at her sharply.
"Breath normally if you please." she ordered. Robin looked at her innocently. The woman looked at her narrowly. "The good Lord has given you more than enough to catch the boy's eyes my dear." she said, poking a finger against one of Robin's breasts. "You don't need any help from me."
Robin's face reddened slightly an she breathed in again.
"I've been doing this for thirty years now, and I've seen that trick pulled more often than I can remember." she went on. She pulled the tape tight around Robin's chest.
"And who gets the blame when you show up at school in a shirt, fair bursting at the seams? Me! That's who." She finished with the other measurements quickly, writing them down in a little leather book.
"All right, get dressed." she said, and walked out.
"Old Bitch" Robin muttered as she slipped into her pants.
* * *
Sean was in much the same position. He was going to a different school than hers. It was much closer to home, but he'd have to change school next year if they were still here. Penny was considering taking some University classes.
The three of them continued to explore the mansion, looking especially hard for hidden passages. Robin knew for sure they were here now, but didn't tell the others of course. She hadn't seen Dennis since their little romp in the kitchen, but she was sure he hadn't forgotten her.
She was mad at him for sort of threatening to blackmail her, and peeping at her in her room. She had scoured her room from top to bottom, seeking the peephole, but had been unable to find it. She'd taken to dressing in her bathroom, which she thought was too new to have any peepholes.
* * *
"What are you doing here!?" She glared at Dennis as he grinned impudently back at her from the front seat of the Rolls. She was on her way to school for her first day, dressed in the silly uniform. She hadn't looked at the driver until the car was already pulling out down the driveway.
"Now now beautiful!" he grinned. "I do all manner of odd jobs round the manor. Connor's busy driving your daddy to work now, ain't he, so I volunteered to drive you to school."
Robin gritted her teeth and sat back in the thick seat, folding her arms across her chest. "All right, I know that was a mean trick, sticking it up your old back tunnel without givin' you any warnin' like. I couldn't help meself." he laughed. "Jes' lookin' down at that pretty round ass o' yourn almost made me want to dive inside and set up house."
"Just drive me to school and shut the fuck up!" she ordered.
"Ooooohhh! Yes mistress!" he yipped, saluting her in the rear view mirror.
They drove in silence for a few minutes while Robin sulked in the back seat. Then she looked out the windows, and turned back at Dennis in anger. "Where the fuck are you going!?" she demanded.
"Takin' a short cut milady." he grinned.
"What was wrong with the normal way?" she hissed.
"This lead there quicker, and goes down a more scenic road is all." Quieter too, he didn't add.
"You touch me again Parker, and I'll castrate you." she warned. She wasn't really all that upset at the idea of fucking him again, but after all, she didn't want to give in to this lout too easily. She was always the one in control of her relationships.
"Occhhh, come now m'dear! Alls' I want is to stuff my sausage up that tight little pussy slot o' yourn!"
"Forget it!"
He giggled and tossed a package back at her.
She glared at him and opened it to find several polaroid snapshots. "Thought you might like to see those darlin'." He leered.
The pictures showed her, not the time he had talked about, when she had exercised, but the next day. She had simply stuck the cock to the seat of a chair by its suction cup end, and squatted over it.
The pictures showed her squatting high, with the tip of the big cock at the entrance of her cunt, buried halfway in, and sitting spread-eagled on the chair, her hands squeezing her tits and a look of ecstasy on her face.
"Theres' lots more o' course." he volunteered easily. She noticed the car was going down a dirt road and looked up as it stopped under a big tree. He got out the front door and got in beside her, his tongue sliding along his lips with a look of anticipation.
"Why don't you find someone your own age to play with ?" she glared.
"Well darlin', if you must know,'" he said, leering at her, "I likes em' young an' tight."
He pulled her to him and kissed her roughly, his hand going under her jacket to cup and squeeze her breasts. Robin sat there stonily, refusing to react or show any emotion. If that bothered him though, it wasn't apparent. His hands slid up along her bare leg and under her skirt, caressing the warm skin of her thighs as it moved upward.
His fingers slid inside the narrow patch of material over her pussy mound, and squeezed her cunt gently. "Such a nice little cunt." he giggled. His fingers latched into the parity an jerked it downward and off". He pushed her onto her back on the wide upholstered seat, and climbed on top of her.
Robin couldn't keep in a grunt of pain as his heavy weight came down on top of her narrow frame. Her jacket fell away to both sides and his hand unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it apart as well. He tore open her bra and dropped his mouth down onto one fat tit, sucking and kissing it roughly.
His other hand latched onto the other tit, squeezing and kneading it like it was dough ready for baking. His teeth chewed and irritated her nipple, bringing it erect, and making him crow with delight. His lips fastened around it tightly and he sucked for all he was worth.
He opened his mouth wide and took a big mouthful of tit meat into it, biting and chewing and sucking it while his tongue worked on the nipple at its centre.
His other hand slid down between her legs and started fondling her pussy. His rough, work worn hand rubbed away between her legs, his fingers diving in and out of her hole. Then he shifted, bringing his groin down against hers, and she felt his fat erect cock against the skin of her belly.
He grabbed it and centered the head against her twat hole. With a nasty grin, he thrust his hips downward, ramming his cock several inches into her open cunt, bringing a loud cry of pain from the blonde girl. He laughed and pulled back, then thrust down again.
In seconds he was buried all the way inside her and started to thrust in ad out. More confident than the first time of her cooperation, he was showing even less consideration then he displayed then. His cock rampaged in and out of her cunthole as he pumped down at her with ferocious strokes.
It was impossible for Robin to keep her promise of showing no reaction at all. She cried out in pain at the vicious fucking. Her cunt hole was afire with pain as his unlubricated cock pistoned in and out forcefully. And there, mixed somehow with the pain, was the ignition of ... what? No!?
Her cunt was beginning to respond. Even as this goon of a man ripped his hard prong in and out of her crotch hole, her belly began to churn and her brain to reel in arousal. Sweat broke out all over her, as she tried to fight down the pain and excitement both, but both were beyond her.
His hands were all over her, squeezing, kneading, pinching, caressing, fondling. She cursed at him, and at herself for her weakness. Her groin humped back up at him as he crashed downward again and again.
His rigid prong skewered her repeatedly, jamming itself down deep into her cunt tunnel, and sending blasts of pain-pleasure into her belly.
Then she groaned and came, her whole body shivering uncontrollably as Dennis's prick washed her cunt tunnel with salty white sperm.
He collapsed atop her for a minute, then got shakily to his knees. He examined his flaccid cock as Robin lay there gasping, trying to regain some semblance of dignity. Abruptly, he yanked her over, and off the seat so she tumbled to the floor.
He shifted himself so he was sitting upright on the seat and she was pulled to her knees between his legs. "Last time we was in a hurry love." he grinned. "This time you can clean me off though." he pulled her head towards his crotch, yanking her hair when she tried to pull back.
"I won't!" she cried. "You can go suck your own damn cock you bastard!"
"You do what your told, you little whore!" he yelled, "Else everyone at the manor is goin' to know what a slutty little cunt you are! You and your fuckin' plastic cock!"
He yanked brutally at her hair, and pushed his cock up against her closed lips. "Open up you little bitch." he cursed. "Open your fuckin' mouth!" He naked on her hair and gripped one of her breasts in his hands. He squeezed and twisted her tit meat until Robin yelled in pain. Then his cock rammed into her mouth.
His hands closed around her head, forcing her closer, and she gave in and began working on his cock, hoping to end this as fast as possible. Under her skilful tongue, his cock rapidly hardened. Dennis didn't let up in his pressure on her head though, and it became increasingly difficult to cope with the enlarging cock in her mouth.
She pounded his legs with her hands and tried to force his hands away from her head but it was not until she stopped sucking and working on it that he finally let her head go back. Without the pressure of her mouth around it, the cock rapidly grew in size.
Soon it had attained its full growth and she worked her mouth up and down its slick shiny length, sucking and licking it.
"I wish your rich daddy could see you now, little whore. I'm sure he'd love it." Dennis gloated.
Her reply, whatever it was, was muffled by his cock. After several minutes, he gasped in delight and shot his fuck juice into her mouth. He held her there, forcing her to swallow it all, and then lick his cock clean before he pulled his pants up and got out of the car.
She crawled up onto the seat as Dennis cheerfully got into the front and started the car up again. He turned around and headed back the way they had come. "Where was that you wanted to go miss?" he grinned.
CHAPTER Six
They rode the rest of the way in silence. He did smirk at her occasionally in the mirror though. She slammed the car door and stormed into the school, just in time to avoid being late.
All things considered, the rest of the day went fairly well. She had the same people in all her classes, so she only had to go through the official introduction in the first one, thank God. A number of people, mostly boys, sat with her and talked about the school during lunch, and she answered questions about Alaska.
There were a few nasty looks from a few girls, but nothing too overt. She was just glad it was over with, as she practically fell into the back seat of the Rolls, after school. Thankfully it was Peter driving, not Dennis.
Sean and Penny had had much the same sort of day as she had, except for the beginning of course. Penny's biggest problem was when several boys asked her to an upcoming dance at the same time.
The next day at school, she had P.E. She was not happy to learn how seriously the school took it's physical education. It was over an hour of grueling jogging, jumping and stretching, followed by a soccer game.
The only good thing about it was that she got to meet one of girls in her classes. Jennifer was a short brunette with shoulder length hair. Her face was quite pretty Robin thought abstractly.
Jennifer was very interested in where Robin lived, since she and some other kids used to run around in there before the last owner had had the old hulk renovated and then moved in. Jennifer hadn't seen it since.
"It just seemed to mysterious and all." she laughed. "Of course we were only about ten at the time."
They were in the showers after the soccer game. Having to take communal showers had come as a rude shock to Robin. She had never done that before. At first she was nearly paralyzed at the thought of taking off her clothes in front of all these other people.
Then as she realized that everyone else was stripping off, and paying not the least attention to each other, she began to feel silly.
Some of the girls were rather out of shape, to say the least, either fat and blubbery or stick thin and flat. She really had nothing to be embarrassed about compared to them. Anyway, what could she do, refuse? She'd be a laughing stock.
It was very strange though, standing here naked under the shower. Jennifer was only a couple of feet away, also naked.
Though she was trying hard to keep her eyes off anything below shoulder level, Robin couldn't help notice Jennifer had simply enormous breasts. They were firm and round, but it was going to take a lot of exercising to keep them that way when the girl got older.
Robin invited the girl back to the mansion after school that day, and Jennifer quickly accepted. They rode in the Rolls. Jennifer lived close enough to the school to bike in, and they simply put her bike in the car's boot.
She was disappointed Robin hadn't found the dungeons she had searched for as a child, but delighted at some of the new renovations, particularly the swimming pool.
"Oh God! I wish we had one of these." she said as they wandered into the room.
"This place is smashing! It hardly looks like a swimming pool at all, except for the water of course." she laughed. The walls were all fine grained wood, with thick wooden beams interlocking above them. There were paintings on the walls, and planters and statues placed along the floor.
Of course, Jennifer simply had to go swimming right then. "You can change over there." Robin pointed to the discretely hidden changing rooms by the far wall. There were a number of spare bathing suits there for use by guests.
Jennifer laughed instead and pulled her sweater up over her head and off". She popped the button on her jeans and shucked them off, with underwear and bra following. "I don't think I need a changing room." she laughed.
Robin swallowed a protest. She had been made aware, since she got to England, of the lax way the Europeans treated nudity. Many of the girls at school, and even the maids at the mansion, had been to nude beaches in France, or Spain, or Italy, or Greece. In fact, it seemed that most of the beaches on this continent were either nude, or semi-nude.
Sean was away somewhere, and her father virtually never came down here. She knew the servants wouldn't come in either, without her calling them. She shrugged, and sighed.
Since Jennifer was going skinny dipping, she would have to as well, or be labeled a prude, or something. She wasn't used to doing as others expected, but she had no friends yet in this country and didn't want Jennifer annoyed with her.
She stripped, trying to seem as casual as Jennifer. She was still wearing her school uniform. Jennifer changed at school, in the girl's locker room. That was one exercise Robin didn't have to subject herself with, since she was driven to and from school.
She kicked off her shoes and socks, and dropped her jacket, and then her shirt to the floor, then let her skirt fall around her feet, and stepped free. She peeled her panties off, and joined Jennifer by the water.
Jennifer was testing the temperature with her toes. She looked up with a grin, then turned and dove into the pool. Robin followed.
The water was a comfortable heated one hundred and ten degrees. Robin found it to be a tremendous turn on to swim naked. The feel of the water slithering over her exposed skin as the two of them jumped and dove and swam around in it was erotic and exciting.
They raced each other, and then practiced dives for a while. There were a limited number of things they could do alone though. Robin fetched some toys from a closet, floating mattresses, beach balls, and other inflatable's. She and Jennifer played a kind of volleyball catch with a huge beach ball for a while, then Jennifer tried to drown her.
They wrestled around trying to get the upper hand, gulping in great gasping breathes of air whenever one of their heads broke water. Jennifer jumped onto Robin's back and locked her arms around her neck as she tried to force her underwater.
Robin flung her over her shoulder so she splashed into the water upside down. Robin dove underwater as Jennifer was coughing some of the water out of her nose. She threw her arms around the girl's upper legs and lifted her halfway out of the water before tossing her in on her back again.
Both girls were getting excited by the continuous contact of each other's naked bodies. Both were trying not to show it however. But if their arms or hands happened to brush over each other's breasts, while wrestling, well that was entirely innocent, or at least it could be explained that way if challenged.
Robin grabbed Jennifer from behind, her arm going around the girl's chest, pressing into her wide, fat tit orbs. She hugged the brunette to her as she gripped her wrist and tried to lock her into submission. Jennifer's behind pressed back hard into Robin's groin, sending a jolt of heat into the blonde.
Jennifer struggled to loosen Robin's hold, or at least, pretended to. In fact she delighted in the position she was in. She could feel the American girl's crotch pushing against her buttocks, and her tit meat was intensely aware of the other's skin pressing into it as Robin's arm crushed her breasts.
One of them had to take a chance, and Jennifer, who had less to lose, took it. When Robin released her, with a shaky grin on her face. Jennifer turned to face the other girl. Their faces only inches apart, she moved forward, slowly, so she could pull back and laugh if Robin jerked away.
Their lips met, at first tentatively, then more solidly. Jennifer moved her body forward, her big breasts touching Robin's with an almost electric spark that sent both erect nipples into spasms of delight as the tit flesh mashed together.
Jennifer's hands slid down behind Robin onto her behind, and she caressed and squeezed the soft skin between her fingers. Robin's arms wrapped around Jennifer, sliding up and down her back and ass cheeks. They hugged and kissed for several long minutes, rubbing their glistening, wet bodies together.
Robin was keenly aware of the girl's bare crotch pressed into her own. The two girls stared at each other for several seconds, their breathing quickening. Then Jennifer's face dropped down and her lips slid over Robin's face again. Jennifer kissed her forehead and cheeks, her tongue coming out and licking her gently.
Her lips fastened onto Robin's and the two kissed deeply. Robin groaned and humped her groin into Jennifer's crotch. The brunette slid her lips down over Robin's neck, nipping playfully at her throat, before sliding down onto her right breast and suckling at her nipple.
The feel of Jennifer's tongue flicking and slurping on her nipple electrified Robin. Waves of passion surged through her. Her hand squeezed Jennifer's ass cheeks and cupped Jennifer's pussy mound. Jennifer shuddered, and humped back at her.
Jennifer broke away. She held Robin's hand and moved toward the stairs out of the pool. Robin followed, her belly fluttering, her cunt and groin alive with electric desires.
She lay back on the wooden floor, her legs spread apart, while Jennifer lay down atop her. They ground their pussies together and kissed passionately. Their hands raced over each other's bodies.
Jennifer moved upward, directing her breasts over Robin's face. "Squeeze them. Suck them!" she panted. Robin reached up, eyes wide. Her hands grasped the big sacks of tit meat hanging over her and squeezed them tightly. Jennifer groaned in response, and brought her chest lower.
Robin sucked and bit on one of her large, fat nipples. It must have been an inch long, and she chewed on it lightly, as her hands worked on the tits. The fleshy material oozed out between her widespread fingers as Jennifer rubbed her body back and forth over Robin's.
She was almost jerking of on Robin. She rubbed her mound against the blonde furiously. She pulled her breasts away from Robin's mouth and hands, raising herself up until she was sitting on the blonde, gazing down hungrily at Robin's heaving chest. Robin's hands slid up along Jennifer's sides, then around to her front, fastening onto her breasts again.
Jennifer groaned and pulled her head way back, thrusting her chest out. her arms went behind her and gripped Robin's legs for leverage as she rubbed her crotch against the girl's belly.
She was almost on the verge of coming when Robin unlocked one hand from her breasts and shot it down between her legs. Jennifer cried out in shock as Robin thrust two fingers upward into her cunt.
Jennifer gasped in startled delight as the fingers plunged up into her overheated cunthole. She came with throbbing surges of burning, shooting ecstasy, which shot through her body and poured girl juice down her spasming cunt tunnel.
Her body shuddered and collapsed onto Robin, their mouths locking together in hunger. She crawled downward until she was between Robin's open legs. Her face dropped down and she stared at the glistening coat of vaginal juice which had oozed out of the girl's tightly closed cunt slit.
Her fingers slid between the blonde's cunt lips, pulling forth the swollen clit. Jennifer brought her tongue down alongside Robin's cunt lips, licking up and down the sides of the slit, bringing a burning, desperate lust to the girl's brain. Then her tongue slid down the centre of the slit, sucking in the juices.
Robin gasped and humped her groin up against the brunette's tongue. Jennifer forced Robin's cuntlips further apart, her tongue delving deep into the slit, scooping out gobs of cum juice. Then her lips fastened onto the girl's clitty, and sucked heavily.
Robin's back arched and her body writhed and twisted as fire exploded all along her body. Jennifer bit down on the sensitive little clit and Robin's groin erupted in sharp agonized bursts of electric jolts.
The two of them lay locked together for several minutes. They kissed gently as they recovered their breath. Then Robin slid down between Jennifer's legs and began licking and slurping at her cunthole. Jennifer flung her arms above her head, as if to grasp the floor and hold on tight.
She arched her back as Robin's hands clutched her buttocks tightly and her tongue darted in and out of her hole. Her legs jerked upward and went around Robin, her feet slapping against the girl's back, pushing down heavily, trying to force the girl against her groin.
Robin jerked upward and away, and Jennifer groaned in disappointment. Her eyes were closed against the surging waves of lust that had her vision whirling in unsteady bursts of coloured light. Then Robin was back.
She pulled Jennifer's legs gently up and forced them straight legged against her chest. Jennifer could feel her fat swollen titties nearly divided in two as her legs pressed down into them. Even as they squashed and ground into her screaming orbs, Robin ground her cunt against her outspread pussy.
Robin lowered herself further, and rubbed her meaty tits back and forth against the sopping crotch and hard swollen clitty until Jennifer gasped in unbearable pleasure.
Jennifer felt her pussy lips pushed roughly apart and something sliding deep inside her. She whimpered as her cuntlips were stretched wide apart and a warm, wet, soft something plunged down into her belly. She opened her eyes briefly as jolts of staggering lust shot through her guts.
She looked blearily down between her legs to see Robin's hand disappear into her opening. Her mind gasped in fear and astonished excitement. The pain and lust mounted as she watched the blonde girl pushing determinedly downward.
The hand disappeared into her body. She watched in dazed astonishment as her cunt lips closed tightly around the thin wrist. Still Robin pushed downward, deeper. Pain sizzled along her spine as Robin's knuckles jammed against her cervix.
She whined and whimpered and grunted in a rolling rush of orgasmic waves that blew away her control completely. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her body trembled and shook to bursts of sensations rocketing through her.
Robin pulled her hand back until it began to strain her pussy lips apart again, then punched downward again, impaling Jennifer on her hand and arm. She drove her fist deep into Jennifer's guts. Jennifer's straining cunt lips slid along Robin's wrist and arm until they were locked tightly around the flesh halfway up to her elbow.
Robin began driving her fist in and out of the girl's oily, cum soaked fuck hole, pistoning her hand in and out, faster and faster. Jennifer's body jerked back and forth in time, as Robin fucked her towards an immense orgasm.
Jennifer's brain felt like it was being crushed inside her skull as orgasm's rolled over her in one long continuous wave of agonizing electric delight. Her body exulted in the pulsating heat, that seared deep into her guts and shot along every nerve fibre in her body.
Robin's fist pounded in and out of her crotch, churning her insides to feverish quivering jelly, pulping her guts with its powerful plunges. Jennifer's arms flopped on the floor beside her as her frame convulsed under the intense aching bliss.
Her body shuddered and writhed as Robin drove her fist deep into her belly, grinding her knuckles against her cervix. Her legs flopped to the floor, and her entire torso quaked, as she shot into another furious orgasm. Her hands came down and grasped Robin's arm, jerking it deeper inside her, jamming it violently inside her hole, impaling herself on it.
She jerked arid humped against it, rolling onto her belly still clutching the limb frantically. She closed her legs around it, as if to draw it inside her completely. Her body trembled arid jerked against the floor.
Then her whole frame went rigid. Her muscles locked in place and she seemed to give a massive shudder ... and then collapsed, gasping for breath and barely conscious.
The two of them lay together, recovering, kissing gently now and then. Their hands stroking each other's bodies. At last Robin looked at her watch and sighed.
"We better get dressed soon, my brother will be coming home soon." Jennifer grunted in acknowledgement.
"I'm all sweaty." she protested weakly. Robin got shakily to her feet. "Come on. I know what we need." she said. Jennifer rose and put her arm around her, hugging her tightly.
Robin turned and walked unsteadily towards the whirlpool bath in the adjoining room.
"Oh wow, this is nice." Jennifer murmured.
The whirlpool bubbled in front of them. It was about five feet deep in the middle, only four or three around the sides, depending on where you stood. It was a good seven feet across, giving it room for several couples.
The air was hot and misty humid. The light was dim and relaxing. Robin stepped slowly into the water, feeling the force of the jets shooting water against her. There was a low ledge which allowed people to sit with only their lower torso in the water. She sat on this for a few seconds and helped Jennifer in, then the two pushed off it and slid down to their necks in the hot bubbling water.
"Oh this is glorious!" moaned Jennifer, luxuriating in the caressing jets of water. They let the heat massage the tired aches out of their bodies, quietly savouring the luxury of it. Robin moved further along the edge away from the door, where the water was shallower and only came up to her belly. Jennifer followed.
"It gets hard to breath with that hot water around your chest doesn't it?" she asked. Jennifer nodded lazily, leaning against the edge of the tub. Robin slid her hands down the front of her body, feeling the heat flowing from her breasts.
"My boobs feel like they've been boiled." She groaned. Jennifer eyed her reddened orbs indolently. She reached her hand over and cupped one breast gently. Robin shifted closer to her. They kissed again, lethargically at first, then with more passion.
Jennifer moved in front of her, their arms going around each other and their kisses becoming longer and more intense. Their lips ground together as their hands drew each other together tightly, their tits rubbing against each other.
Jennifer's hands slid down onto Robin's velvety buttocks and squeezed and kneaded the hot, malleable flesh. She lifted Robin up until her ass was on the ledge. Robin threw her head and shoulders back, allowing Jennifer to hew and suck on her glowing breast flesh.
Her legs came around Jennifer and hugged her tightly against her crotch, her arms slid around Jennifer's head and shoulders, pulling her face tighter against her heaving chest. Her hand slid down beneath the surface of the water and stroked Jennifer's inner thighs before sliding along the narrow cunt slit and dipping inside.
She dug two fingers into the tight tube, mashing her thumb over the brunette's clitoris. Both girl's moaned and sighed as intense desire overwhelmed them.
CHAPTER Seven
Sean gazed around the pool in disgust. There were inflatable toys strewn everywhere. The carpet was drenched with water all around the pool. He hated it when Robin, and he knew it was her, made a mess in one of the common rooms he liked to use. He heard a soft distant sound coming through the closed door of the whirlpool room.
His jaw clenched and he dropped his towel and stomped over to the door. As he got closer, the sounds became clearer, sighs and moans, gentle laughter. He stopped suddenly with his hand on the doorknob. It didn't sound like she was alone. A shock ran through his body.
No ... She wouldn't dare! The sounds coming from the room were awfully similar to the kind he heard on X-rated tapes. The door was locked. There was another way in though. He raced around to another door, yanking it open and sprinting quietly through the sauna rooms.
There was a short narrow corridor which linked the sauna and the whirlpool directly. The sounds were much more audible here. He peered around the corner into the whirlpool room and his eyes opened in astonishment.
Robin was definitely not alone! It was difficult to see in the dim light, but he could see her clutching a boy tightly. He couldn't see below the water, but he could see she wasn't wearing a top. The boy's head was tilted and his tongue slurped and sucked at Robin's tits.
Sean felt his cock stiffen inside his bathing suit. The boy's hands squeezed and kneaded his sister's tits as the two of them kissed deeply. Robin moaned deeply, bringing a shiver of electric excitement down his spine. Then she raised fully out of the water to sit on the edge. She lay back on the floor while the guy's head descended between her outspread legs and began licking and nibbling at her cunthole.
Sean's cock almost burst the material of his suit as he saw his sister's languorous form sprawled out in front of him, her face twisted in yearning emotion.
Suddenly another, much bigger shock hit him. That wasn't a guy screwing his sister! That was a girl! He was stunned.
The girl had brown hair, tangled in damp curls around her head and shoulder. He had been watching Robin, ignoring the supposed boy whom he had only seen from behind. Now as she turned slightly, he could see her fat, meaty tits dangling below her chest
His breathing came in rapid gulps as his eyes took in the erotic scene. Almost unconsciously, his hand slid into his bathing suit and gripped his rock hard tool. GOD! he thought. It was unbelievable!!
The girl was still sucking and lapping away at Robin's crotch as his sister trembled against her. In a daze, he stepped into the room further. His eyes were huge and wide as he stumbled forward, intent on seeing every move up close.
Seconds later the girl turned startled, and they stared at each other. The girl looked frightened for a second, then a thoughtful look came across her face and she grinned lewdly at him.
She rose out of the water and straddled his sister's body. Her chest coming down against Robin, and their mouths sucking and kissing. Her ass thrust up and back toward him, almost daring his approach.
He slid into the pool and moved across until his face was only inches away from the two girl's crotches. He stared down at Robin's blonde pussy, wet and open as her legs jerked against the pool edge. The other girl's cunt was even more lewdly displayed, gaping at him from between her legs.
He could see the narrow slit with the pinkish cunt flesh appearing as she bent lower and spread her legs more. He stretched his hand up until his palm slid under the girl's cunt. He felt her body jerk slightly when she felt him, but otherwise there was no reaction.
His finger dug into the cunt meat, sliding between the two tight cunt lips, pushing them aside and moving into the girl's body. The girl shoved her ass back at him starting him out of his daze. He shook his head to clear it then abruptly climbed up onto the ledge.
He yanked his trunks down and placed the tip of his rigid shaft against her slit. He gripped her hips and thrust forward, burying almost half his dick inside her hole. He pulled her against him, twisting and humping his groin, digging his cock deeper into her lower belly.
His hands came around under her and fastened around her tits. Another pair of hands was already there I He peered over her shoulders to see Robin writhing beneath the girl. She didn't appear to notice him as the two of them fucked atop her.
The girl's head descended and sucked in a mouthful of Robin's tit flesh, bringing another moan from his sister. He stabbed his cock deeper into the girl, beginning to hump in and out now. The lewdness of what he was doing thrilled his senses. His hands mingled with his sister's on the girl's large, meaty chest.
Then the girl bent lower still, and he felt his hands mashed between the girl's tits and Robin's. He could tell even with the backs of his hands, that Robin's nipples were rock hard. In a stupor his hands twisted and clutched Robin's tits instead, bringing another groan from her lips as he squeezed them fiercely.
He could feel her heart pounding beneath his hand as he kneaded and fondled her soft malleable tit meat. He thrust himself harder and faster into the girl's tight clutching cunt hole as his orgasm overtook him and he spurted wads of cum juice deep into the brunette's guts.
He continued fucking into her. He was so turned on that his cock barely softened at all. The girl squirmed forward atop Robin, her cunt pulling loose from his member, leaving him in dismayed confusion for several seconds as she squatted down over Robin's face.
She rode his sister's tongue like it was a bike seat or something. He could see Robin's tongue sliding and darting up into the girl's cunt slit, slurping up the juice he had just deposited. His cock throbbed with need as he eyed the girl gasping and moaning on his sister's face.
Then his eyes slid downward. He was right between Robin's legs. Her ass, almost at the edge of the tub he was standing in. He could see the slit opening and closing slightly as her muscles spasmed with the joyful shocks assaulting her system.
Numb to the wickedness of the act, he bent between her legs and drove his burning hot spear deep into her beckoning twat hole. Robin gave a startled gasp of shock as her cunt was filled with meat, her as strained upward against him.
He gripped her thighs, forcing her legs wider still, and began thrusting his cock madly in and out of her hole. The brunette turned around on Robin's face to watch him as he fucked into Robin. He grabbed his sister's legs and jerked them up onto his shoulders as he climbed further out of the pool.
He forced her legs back against her body. The brunette gripped Robin's ankles and forced them down beside her head as Robin moaned in pain and ecstasy, he threw his body forward, slamming his cock deep into her guts as he reached for the brunette.
The girl twisted, circling her cunt on Robin's face, turning so she faced downward towards Sean. The two of them mashed their lips together, their tongues slamming into each other's mouths. He felt a strange sense of wonder at the strange tongue invading his mouth, darting around inside.
His arms went around her and dragged her upper body toward him. She continued to ride Robin's face and push down on her ankles as Sean plunged his raging boner deep into his sister's fuck pit. His pubic bone slammed brutally against her groin again and again.
Robin grunted with each impact, then her cunt quivered around his cock and she howled in lecherous gratification as she came. Her climaxes rolled over her one after another, sending her body into a quivering, shivering, jerking, mass of spasming muscle tissue and hot flaring flesh.
Her electric cunt dragged Sean into his own orgasm. Her wet velvety cunt tube squeezing and grabbing at his cock as he shoved himself deep inside her. His head rolled as his juice spurted out deep into her cuntal cavity, splashing against the back wall of her hole, coating her cunt-slit with gooey white sauce.
Jennifer squealed in pleasure, Robin's tongue shooting into over drive with her cum, and pulling Jennifer with her. The three of them moaned and grunted in sexual release as their hot bodies rubbed, plunged, and mashed together.
As the three of them rose toward full consciousness, he began to worry about what Robin would say. It turned out that she hadn't been quite as unseeing as he had thought. Once she had realized what he had seen, she had decided, even as Jennifer licked her cunt toward orgasm, to drawn him into the act and prevent him from tattling to her parents.
She introduced Jennifer to the shy, stammering boy, who seemed to be only now becoming aware of his nudity. He covered his groin with his hands protectively, though his eyes continued to ogle the two nude girls.
He was ready to continue the sex right then and there, but the girls were exhausted and Jennifer had to get home before dark. The three of them got dressed and ambled lazily out the door into the pool room, talking idly about things.
They met Kate coming across the pool room, which caused a delayed heart attack in Robin and Sean. Both of them thinking of what would have happened if she had arrived a few minutes earlier.
After Jennifer left, Robin spent time just roaming around the massive building, she eyed the ancient portraits adorning many of the walls along the corridors and hallways with distaste. She wandered into one of the unused bedrooms and surveyed the antique furniture with interest.
Sitting at a sixteenth century desk and gazing out the narrow windows, it was easy to pretend she was a princess in ancient England. She wondered fleetingly, whether there might be some old costumes somewhere around the mansion that would fit her.
She ambled down the hallway exploring. She found several of the rooms completely unfurnished. The old stone walls were spooky looking without lights or furniture. She hurried back to the occupied sections and played Pang Eater in the video room.
A sudden movement right behind her made her jump in startlement. Sean was inches behind her, peering over her shoulders at the screen.
"Awww, you've got no style at all." he complained.
"What?!" she demanded.
He pointed at the screen, where the tiny figures were still racing around. "IF you do it that way, you'll finish the screen before all the bonus's are eaten up."
"I like doing it this way." she sniffed. He shook his head in pity. "Girls shouldn't be allowed to go near video games." he said morosely.
"Eat me." she scorned, disdainfully.
His hand slid under her miniskirt and squeezed her buttocks.
"Name the time and place." he leered.
"Are you crazy!?" she hissed, looking towards the unlocked door, and jerking her skirt away from his hands.
"Someone could walk in and see!"
He snorted derisively. "Nobody ever comes in here except us and Penny, and she's at Susan's."
"And speaking of CUMMING in here."
His hand reached forward and cupped her breast through her thin blouse. "I'd like to CUM in here."
She jerked his hand away again exasperated.
"Look Sean," she asserted, "Just because you walked in on me and Jenny this afternoon, doesn't mean you and me are going to be screwing around whenever you're in the mood."
Sean pushed himself closer, forcing her back against the video game. His hand slithered up her leg and under her skirt again. She struggled briefly before it dug in at her crotch and started squeezing her through the thin silk panties.
"Commme onnnnnnn! You're no virgin! It's a great way to pass the time. Pleeeeeeeaaasseeee." he whined. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and pushed him backward.
"You're so immature." she charged. "You'll get us caught, and then what will happen?" He grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back, pushing her backwards so her top inclined back against the slanted screen of the machine.
"Who's immature." he whispered, biting her gently on the nape of her neck. His knees pushed between her legs, separating them, then his leg rose until he could rub the top of it against her panties. His lips slithered down her neck, his tongue licking a wet trail to the top of her blouse.
"Seeeaaaaannnnnnnnn." she whined, half heartedly. He grabbed her in a bear hug and mashed her lips with his. His groin dry fucked against her, as she struggled weakly. He thrust his hand up under her loose blouse and cupped her bare breast enthusiastically.
He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off. His mouth came down on her left breast and his teeth nipped lightly at her nipple before engulfing it and a big chunk of her breast.
He sucked heavily on it as his hand crushed her right breast eagerly. His other hand dove into her panties and squeezed her pubic mound clumsily.
"OWWW! Shit Sean! Tone it down will you. You're hurting me."
"Sorry." he mumbled, easing off somewhat.
She grabbed his hand and stroked it gently along between her legs, showing him how. He stroked her crotch with more and more familiarity, the tenseness going out of him. Soon he could feel a damp warmth along his palm as his sister heated up and her pussy began flowing with bubbling love juice.
He pulled her panties down and off her hips until they dropped to the floor. She stepped out of them and spread her legs wider for him. "Look." she breathed, lifting her skirt. She placed her fingers around her clit and pulled on it gently. "This is a clit. Do you know what that is?"
He shook his head doubtfully. "Well, this is what heats a girl up. You suck and rub on that and it drives a girl wild." she looked up at him. "You were a virgin until this morning weren't you?" she said with certainty.
He started to shake his head indignantly but then stopped and nodded in embarrassment. "Let me show you how to do it then." she sighed.
He frowned in pique. "I did alright this afternoon." he insisted.
"We were already heated up when you came in." she argued.
She humped against his hand, showing him exactly how to slide his fingers up and down the slit and pinch her love button properly. Soon her legs began to grow wobbly and she leaned back against the machine as her breaths came faster.
His mouth returned to her breasts and began sucking and chewing around her now erect nipples. Her breasts swelled with her excitement and she sighed in pleasure.
Then her spine arched backward and she hissed. "UUUuuunnnnnngngghghgh!!" she groaned. "YESSssssssssss!"
Sean felt more wetness in his palm as her love hole overflowed with cum. She jerked and shook under his hand as he pinched her clit mercilessly and rammed two fingers deep inside her.
Her head came forward then and she smiled tiredly.
"That was nice." she murmured.
His cock felt like it was ready to tear his pants open right then. He frantically snapped the catch and tore his zipper down, yanking his pants down low enough for his rigid member to spring up horizontally.
It banged into Robin's crotch and rubbed across it briefly before she grabbed it and fit it at the entrance to her slit.
She leaned backward and spread her legs more as Sean thrust his hips forward and buried five inches of his dick up into her cunt. She grunted as the impact sent her back against the machine.
He lunged forward again, cramming another three inches inside her. She gasped in pain. "Not so hard Sean." she pleaded.
He pulled out several inches and then drove forward more slowly, sliding his fat meaty cock inside her inch by inch until their pubic bones met and she could feel his balls against the soft skin of her buttocks.
"Oh God!" he gasped as he pulled back again. Her cunt was wet and tight. It seemed to be a living thing, sucking and munching on his cock as he slid it in and out. It seemed to suck the skin right off his penis as he withdrew.
Then he thrust forward again, feeling the tight walls give way before his irresistible assault. He arched his back and threw his hips up and forward, watching with wonder as his cock embedded itself in her crotch hole.
Her leg came up and went around his back as she fucked back at him. Their mouths met, their tongues raping each other's mouths. His hands gripped her soft buttocks and yanked her groin against him.
Then her other leg went around him and clutched him tightly. She fell backward against the plastic covered screen as his cock rammed in and out. Then she twisted forward and threw her arms around his shoulders as she sucked at his lips and mouth frenziedly.
Her back ganged against the screen as he fucked harder and harder.
Robin rode his cock deliriously, her hole rejoiced in being crammed full of hot fat man meat.
Her breasts squashed and ground against his woolen sweater painfully.
She felt his cock throbbing inside her guts, like it was a part of her.
He lowered himself to his knees, carrying her down the side of the machine, and then fell forward on top of her.
With more freedom now, he began to pump his cock in and out with long rapid strokes. Her legs came away and fell back so they were wide apart and bounced in mid air to his furious thrusts. His cock pummelled her insides as she grunted and whispered inaudibly.
Then he felt his cock explode in a fiery burst of cum. He crammed every last inch inside her as jets of fiery sperm gushed out of his cock and into her body.
She felt the juice flooding into her and cried out in elation. Her arms and legs slid around him and jerked him tightly against her as her own orgasm exploded. Her cunt squeezed and strained against his pole as her muscles spasmed.
He lay atop her, drained, as they gulped in mouthfuls of air. "How was that?" he whispered. She sighed contentedly and stretched her legs out.
She decided that it might be a good thing after all that Sean walked in on them in the tub.
* * *
The only problem was that Sean had this irritating habit of grinning knowingly at her when they were around other people. Sometimes he would grab at her when people might walk in any second.
She spent most of the evening batting his hand away from her tits while they watched TV in the family room. Penny was there and occasional servants wandered in and out. She decided she had to set him straight before tomorrow when they were all supposed to go sightseeing in London.
After everyone else was asleep, she used the secret passage behind her wall to slip quietly next door to his room. He was sitting up in bed reading when she slid aside the panel in his room and stepped in. He looked up in surprise, then grinned in anticipation.
She jumped onto his bed and sat down, her legs curled under her. His hand instantly slid up the satin pants of her pajamas. She slapped it away in irritation.
"Will you stop that!" she exclaimed.
"Are you always horny!?"
"All guys are always horny." he leered.
She eyed him sternly. "We have to talk."
His arms encircled her and pulled her against his bare chest. "What's the matter?" he inquired.
"I think my boobs are rubbed raw." she replied ruefully.
He plucked at the single button of her top he hadn't already undone and opened it to examine her breasts.
She snatched it closed firmly.
"They look okay to me." he grinned.
"The next time you want to screw me, make sure your not wearing a damned woolen sweater." she scowled.
"I'm not wearing one now." he smirked, seizing the edges of her top and jerking it open again.
"Sean. I came here to talk dammit!"
"Later." he breathed, kissing her hotly.
Muffled complaints came from her lips as his hands glided lightly over her rounded orbs and smooth flat belly.
He pulled her backwards so she was lying across him, her firm young breasts standing proudly atop her chest, nipples pointing upward. His mouth came down and licked gently on her left nipple, as she shifted in annoyance.
His soft tongue slithered around and around her nipple, running directly across every few seconds as the tiny bud hardened. She felt the tingle of the cool night air on her moistened nipple as his tongue flicked in and out.
His hand slid down her belly and under the waistband of her pants. His fingers slid down her abdomen and over the tight little slit in her crotch. His eyes opened in surprise and he stopped licking to raise his head and look at her.
"I shaved it." she sighed, Like Jennifer."
He slid her pants down and pulled her body further across his lap until her groin was directly under his face. His expression was enraptured as his fingers delicately explored her tightly closed little cleft. His finger ran up and down the narrow slit delicately.
He held one finger out straight and stuck it into his mouth to moisten it, then he placed it against her crack and slowly wriggled it inside. He watched in fascination as his finger dipped in and out of her slit.
She sat up and straddled him, her legs encircling him. She felt the hardness of his manhood beneath her as her arms went around his neck and drew their faces together. They kissed deeply.
She ground her cunt down against his lap as his hands gripped her ass cheeks and kneaded the soft pliable flesh. His lips pulled away and slid down onto her upturned nipples, wetting them again as he suckled gently.
She mewled in pleasure as he manipulated the little pink pebble. She rocked against him, their bellies sliding together. His hands fumbled at his cock, trying to place it against her. She pulled away and made him lie back flat.
She forced his unresisting hands up above his head and straddled his cock. Robin leered at him as she raised her ass up so she was squatting above him. Her crotch no longer touching him.
She grabbed his fat cock, feeling it twitch and pulse as her delicate fingers surrounded it. She raised it up so it was pointing like an arrow straight at her cunt slit, then slowly began to lower herself. She felt the cockhead poised at the entrance to her twat.
He grunted with the effort to hold still as she dropped slowly downward. Her was spread apart as the intruding instrument of flesh pushed inside her. Her tight cunt sheath enveloped his cockhead. She held it there for several seconds her eyes warning the anxious boy against moving.
Then in one long, slow plunge, she impaled herself on his hardened tool. She gasped in ecstasy as his cock slid deeper and deeper up into her belly. Her knees were wide apart as she sank down onto him, and his cock slid inside her bare cleft unhindered. Finally her ass was flat against him. She felt every pore of his skin as she flattened her crotch against him.
She bent forward, running her hands over his chest. Her cunt rose an inch, then two, then four. She slid back down again. He groaned in hedonistic joy. She bent forward again, slowly pulling all but the head out of her clutching tunnel, then she sank back again, her cunt devouring him.
She felt his cockhead way up inside her. She looked down at her belly as she straddled his groin, running a hand up from the V of her crotch to above her belly button.
"That's where it is." she murmured. "Way up here. Way up inside me." They both stared at her belly mesmerized. She rose all the way straight up until only the very tip was in her, then plunged downward, sinking his prick up into her guts again.
She began humping up and down atop his fat stick. She fucked her crotch up and down as she leaned forward, supporting herself on his chest. His cock slid in and out of her sheath as she bounced up and down. His hands came up and grasped her hanging titties, squeezing them harshly, milking them.
She rode him like a stallion in a tight race, using her knees for leverage as she crammed her narrow tunnel full of cock again and again. She arched backward, throwing her arms up and in back of her head as she leaned way back until her hair touched the bed behind her.
His hands encircled her hips, holding her crotch in place as he began humping up into her at last. Her tits strained against her ribcage as her skin stretched and tried to flatten them. She bounced wildly as a low keening moan came out of her mouth, and she came.
Blinding bubbles of light and blinking stars filled her head as his cock rasped over her clit. He let her fall back and plunged upward and then forward, throwing her legs up and back and crushing them between their chests as his cock sank down into her hole.
He put his hands on her ankles and pushed himself off her, elevating her open cunt at the same time. Only his hands on her ankles and his cock inside touched her.
Slowly he began pumping his dick in and out of her slit-hole. His strokes became faster and heavier. His balls slapped against her crotch and buttocks as he slammed his groin down into her crotch repeatedly.
She grunted and whined in complaint as his pubic bone smashed into her crotch brutally. His head felt like it would explode with the heat rising in him as his cock throbbed and pulsated in her clutching fuck tube.
Then he howled in glee, pounding his cock against her, smashing her down into the bed as she neared another orgasm. Her knees were hammering at her shoulders, her legs crushing her tits as his weight slammed down into her over and over. His cock erupted and she felt his scalding hot jism gush down into her fuckhole.
His sperm seared her cunt and guts with its fiery blazing glow.
After pumping one last spurting gob of cum into her belly, he rolled off and fell flat on his face on the bed.
Robin's legs fell back and she lay sprawled spread-eagled across the bed, gasping in exhaustion. Her abused tits throbbed in pain, and her irritated nipples stung as she traced a finger lightly across them.
Her tailbone felt bruised, the skin raw and tender. The muscles of her inner thighs were sore from the stretching her legs had done. Her legs ached as she tried to close them.
"S ... Sean." she gasped. He looked up at her sluggishly. "Fucking you is like fucking a god damned gorilla." she complained. He leered tiredly.
CHAPTER Eight
It took several minutes before she recovered enough to carefully close her legs and sit up. "Look Sean." she glared. "I don't want you grab-assing with me anywhere we're not completely alone, understand?"
He gazed up at her petulantly.
"And no more dirty looks either. Do you have any idea what would happen if anyone found out about us!?"
"Nobody will." he griped.
"They sure as fuck will if you keep acting like you did this evening." she growled.
"You're the boy, and you're older. If anyone finds out, you'll get most of the shit boy." she warned.
"You'll be lucky if dad doesn't boot your ass out onto the street!"
He shook his head in resignation.
"All right, all right, I won't even talk to you! How's that?"
"Don't be stupid." she said.
She bent forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Just try to remember I'm your sister. Okay?"
He nodded sheepishly, she rose slowly, her back and legs complaining, and stumbled towards the passageway still naked.
"Hey Robin ..." he called.
She stopped and turned toward him.
"Don't you think the maid will wonder why your pajamas are here by my bed?" he asked.
She grumbled and held her arms out.
He picked them up and threw them to her. She caught them and held them beside her as she stumbled into the passage.
"Hey Sis." he called after her.
She peeked around the corner.
"Did you know you have the best ass I ever saw in my life?" he asked.
She groaned and disappeared, the passage sliding to behind her.
* * *
The next morning she watched him suspiciously for any signs of trouble. She was dressed in tight white pants, an oversized orange shirt, and orange booties for their trip to London.
Sean was completely normal though, which meant, smart-assed towards both her and Penny. She couldn't detect anything that would cause anyone to be suspicious. There were lots of dirty remarks and double entendres of course, normal for him.
* * *
The three of them spent most of the day exploring the sights and sounds of London. There were numerous disagreements about where to go of course.
While Penny was enchanted by the theatres and wanted to visit the famous old theatres of Shakespeare's time, Robin was far more interested in the spectacular beauty of the Crown Jewels. Sean, meanwhile, was into things military. Their father was into architecture, and Kate was into costumes and restaurants.
Compromise was the order of the day. Robin and Kate went to see the costumes and jewels in the Tower of London, while the others visited a truly ancient museum where all three could satisfy their wishes.
* * *
Robin's face seemed to flow in the reflected light as she pressed against the glass protecting the priceless collections of jewels. They were in a long dimly lit room. Brightly lit display cases lined the walls and made neat rows down the center of the room.
"Awesome!" she sighed, admiring the sparkling gems spread out before her. "Look at those emeralds." Kate pointed, "Those would look great on a necklace."
"I'd rather have a choker." Robin responded.
She pointed at a collection of rectangular shaped sapphires. "Those would look great on me." Her mother laughed. "Blue is your color all right. But those would probably set you back a quarter of a million dollars at least."
"I'm worth it." she responded airily.
The two guards in the room had carefully positioned themselves so as to have the best view of the pair. Although Kate was a beautiful woman, she was dressed conservatively in a long skirt, and jacket covered blouse, so it was Robin they paid the most attention to.
Guarding the jewels was an extremely boring task, enlivened only when an attractive female entered the room. One of them continually positioned himself behind the pair so he could admire Robin's beautifully rounded behind whenever she bent over one of the display cases.
When the girl had bent way over for an unusually long time to admire one of the crowns, he had had to turn away before he betrayed himself in an obvious way. The other guard contented himself with the view from the other side of whatever display case the little blonde was admiring.
As she gazed appreciatively at the sparkling diamonds in front of her, he gazed appreciatively at the reflected glow on her beautiful face. He paid even more attention whenever she leaned far enough over for the top of her loose shirt to pull downward, stooping slightly to peek down the front of her shirt and admire the top of her mammary mounds.
"We have to go if we're going to meet the others," Kate said, looking at her watch. They left the room, passing a disappointed guard. He wandered over to his partner.
"Did you see the tight little ass on that blonde?" he breathed.
"Not to mention the tits." the other answered.
* * *
After lunch, they split up again. After some argument, it was agreed that Sean and Robin were mature enough to go to the war museum alone. Sean wanted to see more weaponry, while Robin wanted to see the collection of jeweled swords, knifes and daggers.
The collection turned out to be a disappointment to Robin. They were running a special world war two commemoration display. Virtually the entire place was given over to tanks, guns, airplanes and the like. Sean was completely fascinated of course.
She finally told him she'd meet him at the restaurant and left the museum to explore London alone.
It wasn't long before she was coming to regret that decision. London was in the midst of a tremendous heat wave, and it was no place for a light skinned blonde to be wandering around out of doors.
She ducked into a public bathroom and yanked her pants off. The orange shirt was long enough to pass for a mini-dress once she'd fastened her belt around it. She folded her pants into her bag.
After a few seconds of admiring her form in the mirror, and enjoying the relatively free and cool air on her legs, she gave in to a mood of reckless daring and whipped her panties off and stuffed them into the bag as well.
The air brought a tingle to her bald pussy as she walked out of the lavatory. It was risky of course. The hem of the shirt only came down a few inches below her ass cheeks. Still it wasn't like she was at school. It wouldn't really matter if some stranger saw her pussy. Who would he tell anyway?
She wandered down the narrow street, window shopping. She wished idly that there was a mall nearby. The heat was frazzling her hair.
As she turned onto Tudor street she noticed a double decker bus pulling up to a stop only a few feet in front of her. The sign said Piccadilly Circus, which happened to be where she was supposed to meet everyone. She jumped at the opportunity to get out of the sun without a long walk and boarded it.
The conductor was more than happy to explain the fare system to the attractive little nymphet in great length as he fought to admire her legs secretively.
All the seats on the shady side of the bus were occupied, so she sauntered down the narrow lane to the back of the bus where the seats faced sideways instead of forward.
There were stairs leading to the upper deck, but after a moment's hesitation, she refrained from using them. It would be neat to ride on the top, but there was too much chance of some old bag coming up as she went down and gazing up into her pussy. It would be embarrassing if there was a scene.
She crossed her legs primly as the bus drove on. There was only one other passenger here in the back. A slightly scruffy looking man was sitting across from her. He made very little effort to conceal his interest in her legs, or the rest of her for that matter.
After several minutes of riding, her legs began to perspire from their close contact on the steamy bus and Robin pulled them apart.
She could see the guy across from her slowly hunch lower in his seat, and glared at him. She was sure he couldn't really see anything from there, and she had no intention of overheating herself to prevent some pervert from ogling her body.
Then as she eyed him surreptitiously, she began heating up in an entirely different way. The man wasn't bad looking really. He was around thirty. His dark hair was mussed and slightly dirty looking, and he wore a yellow t-shirt and tight jeans.
She started thinking about her previous reasoning that it didn't matter if some stranger saw her. It wouldn't really, she thought. The lecherous way he was examining her legs and thighs kind of turned her on.
She knew, of course, that she had a terrific body, but it was kind of neat to see how a man was affected by just her legs.
Eventually, she gave in to the kind of proud teasing so many teenage girl's do. She slowly spread her legs wider apart. By the startled look of delight on the man's face, she knew when he caught sight of her smoothly shaved pussy.
She pretended ignorance of the view she was giving him, gazing out the window in apparent boredom, and glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. He wasn't fooled though.
After looking out the window, she turned and saw him openly rubbing at his bulging crotch. Her eyes were held like magnets as the long fat outline of his cock appeared though the pants. She decided it must be at least ten inches long.
She grew more excited with the knowledge that her obscene flaunting of her crotch had caused his public erection. There was something intensely erotic about the public exhibiting of herself like this. She opened her legs wider still, and pulled her knees back.
Now anyone walking by would be able to see her entire crotch easily. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, imagining crowds of people, commuters perhaps, walking by, captivated by her obscene display.
She opened her eyes again to see the man leering at her and rubbing his organ faster. Her hands strayed almost unconsciously to her groin. She pulled her hem higher and then ran a slim finger down the center of her damp slit, drawing a gasp from the onlooker.
She slowly began to jerk off. She slipped a finger into her mouth to wet it, staring salaciously at him, then slid it down to her dampening love pit and twisted the finger slowly inside her cavity. She dipped it in and out lightly before slipping it in all the way to the knuckles.
She grunted as the fire between her legs blazed higher. A second finger wormed its way in next to the first, and the two digits began pumping slowly in and out of her sopping tunnel.
Her other hand was busy frigging her clit, which had hardened and emerged from behind the cover of her pussy lips. The hard little bump was shooting bolts of electricity through her sweating frame every time her fingers rubbed over it.
She closed her eyes and threw her head back as she humped against her fingers. She was pistoning them in and out rapidly now, causing the man across from her to gape in disbelief at the sight of her stickily coated fingers disappearing and reappearing from the tight pink crotch hole.
She gasped suddenly and bent over, ramming her fingers as deep as they would go as her cunt quivered and spasmed around them. Her breathes came in short grunting jerks as she came all over her fingers.
She fell back breathlessly; observing the shocked look on the man's face, and the dark wet spot on his jeans where his juice had spurted as he watched her.
After recovering, she decided to get off the bus now, instead of at Piccadilly. She didn't want him following her into the restaurant if he got off with her.
She got up and headed for the door, ringing the bell en route. As she feared, he rose behind her and followed her to the door. Only when she hopped off did she notice that she was in a rather scruffy looking neighbourhood.
There were boxes and plastic bags of garbage strewn around the face of a dark shadowed alley in front of her. The shops along the street were small and had grimy windows and few customers.
She turned suddenly and bumped into the chest of the guy from the bus, who leered down at her. She stared after the disappearing bus in disgust.
Suddenly he grabbed her arm and pulled her determinedly towards the alley. She was undecided how to react. She was sure she could easily disable the guy and run, but wasn't sure if she wanted to.
She was still hot, in both sense of the word. Her orgasm on the bus had left her unsated and her mind was still swirling with intense desires and lust. She had always needed something big and hard to really satisfy her cravings. That was why she had those dildos at home. Fingers just didn't do it. She kind of wanted to see this guy's big cock in the open.
He pulled her down the alley to the back. It wasn't as private as she had hoped. There were what looked like apartment windows stretching up above the alley in the back. The man didn't appear to care though. He pushed her against the wall.
"Spread your legs you little hoooooor!" he hissed. He yanked her arms above her and slapped them against the wall, knocking her ankles apart with his foot so she was in the classic police show pose of a suspect being frisked. She moaned deep in her throat as the utter depravity of what she was doing blazed across her mind.
She bent forward and stuck her as sup and out behind her. The man yanked the hem of her shirt up and tucked it into her belt. She heard the sound of his zipper going down, and his pants opening.
Without warning, he placed the fat head of his cock against her up-thrust pussy slit and slammed his cock deep into her crotch with one mighty thrust. She gasped in pain as her tight little tunnel was crammed full of cock meat in an instant.
The man grabbed her hips in his hands and drove his hips against her again. His cock slid another few inches inside her. She felt his cockhead mashed against her cervix and bit her tongue to keep from crying out in pain. She wondered why he wasn't hurt by the tremendous pressure.
She turned her head around and gasped in surprise She could see that there were several more inches of cockmeat waiting their turn to slid up into her crotch hole ... He twisted his hips around, jerking his cock around in her tunnel, working her cunt muscles loose. He pulled back halfway and then lunged savagely forward.
This time she did cry out from the sharp pain. "Shut yer fuckin' mouth you dumb cunt!" he hissed. "Ya' wanna git us arrested!?" He slid his prick out again and then began thrusting into her with short sharp jabs. They became longer and deeper as her cunt tube adjusted to the size of the fat slab of meat being forced into it.
She leaned even further forward, throwing her ass out and opening her legs so far she would have fallen if not for her hands on the wall. His cockhead thudded into her cervix again and again, bringing a delicious agony to her belly. Her mind was in a daze as an orgasm of tremendous power swept through her body.
She could feel and even hear his belly slapping against her outspread ass cheeks as he jammed his cock all the way into her. She thought his cockhead must be going practically up to her lungs with each deep thrust.
Her body shuddered and trembled as bursting multi colored lights exploded in her head. She groaned in mixed pain and gratification as he skewered her ruthlessly.
His hands left her hips and undid the buttons down the front of her shirt, then all but tore her bra open. Robin whined in distress as his big hands locked around her tit mounds and squeezed brutally.
Her body spasmed over its entire length as another orgasm blasted through her ravaged nerve endings. Still he continued with his furious animalistic rutting. Her swollen tits oozed out from between his clutching fingers as he pounded his prick in and out of her sopping fuck hole.
She whimpered in pain and exhaustion, barely able to hold herself up. The sound of yelling hardly penetrated her numb brain.
"If you disgusting animals don't leave right now, I'm calling the police!!" a woman screamed from above.
"Piss off!" the man cursed at her.
Robin's head lifted slightly to see a fat, middle aged woman staring down at them in anger from a third floor balcony.
Again the thought of someone watching her get royally fucked sent shivers of eroticism and desire coursing through her veins. She groaned loudly as the man hammered his groin forward, almost lifting her feet off the ground with each ferocious thrust.
His hands were mashing and squishing her aching tits unmercifully. He grasped her nipples between his fingers and twisted and pinched them.
Pain shot out of her nipples as he pulled them way out so her tits were distended. She sobbed in pain, thrusting her ass back to meet his next fierce thrust. His hands left her tits, and slid around her belly, just above her hips. He pulled his cock completely out of her twitching cunt mouth.
For a second she thought he must have cum without her noticing. Then she felt the bloated slimy head slip against her wrinkled little anal opening.
She wailed inwardly as his cock slid into her rectum. She had been fucked in the ass enough to know how to loosen her sphincter muscles so it didn't hurt too much, but she had never been screwed there with such a big cock.
He lunged forward, intent on impaling the sluttish little blonde on his cock. More and more of his greasy cum coated rod disappeared into her tight little asshole.
He observed with fascination, her straining ass opening as his cock slid in and in and in. The tight skin was pushed inward as he thrust into her, and was pulled out as he suddenly withdrew. It was a perfectly round little hole, conforming perfectly to his fat round cock.
He began to fuck her faster and faster, his fingers almost touching as his hands encircled her tiny waist. He slid his hand over the smooth soft skin of her abdomen, wondering if he could feel his own cock moving in the small framed girl.
"Little fuck wad!" he cursed.
Robin was sobbing and whimpering quietly, the image of her being sodomized right her in a dirty alley, perhaps with many people watching blasted her into yet another orgasm. Her body was becoming so weakened by then she wondered if she could retain consciousness.
Her legs wobbled and slipped, then collapsed entirely. The man held her up by the waist for a few seconds, then allowed her to slide to the stone pavement, following her downward.
She collapsed onto her knees and elbows as the man knelt behind her, still skewering her tight round anus. She thought she heard other voices from above as the man finally gasped loudly in ecstasy,
One of his arms yanked her belly up and back toward him as he drove his cock balls deep into her asshole. His other hand slid under her chest above her tits and yanked back savagely, pulling her up and back so his mouth could reach her throat.
His teeth bit down hard on her neck as he sucked fiercely on the soft skin. His cock was fully embedded in her rectum, and she thought she could feel it throb with its cum. Each throb was accompanied by a spurting wad of jism that shot up into her bowels, scalding her insides and coating her anus with it's hot saltiness.
Robin let out a long loud groan of relief and euphoria as her body trembled and shuddered through a final orgasmic release.
She felt the cock soften within her and then slowly pull free. She curled up against the wall in a fetal position, the dirty cold cement bringing relief to her raw, stinging crotch. She lay there gasping for breath, not even noticing for several minutes that the man had left.
Her body continued to tremble with recurring shots of pain and pleasure. Her guts felt like they had been ruptured, and cramps racked her from the brutal sodomizing.
"You dirty little slut!" She looked around in a daze.
"I hope you get pregnant you little tramp!" She looked up through bleary eyes to see the fat woman glaring viciously down at her from the balcony. "Go on! Get the hell out of here you, before I call the police!" she yelled.
She saw another door open and an old man in his housecoat peered out. Robin became aware of her appearance then. Her shirt was still tucked into the belt around her waist, leaving her naked below the belt. Her shirt buttons where undone to the belt so it gaped open revealing her chest completely.
She lurched to her feet and wobbled down the alley. The woman rained abuse on her as she staggered away, doing up the buttons on her shirt and jerking the hem out of her belt just before she got to the street.
She wandered around getting her bearings and letting the last of the confusion leave her. She couldn't believe what she had done, running the whole thing through her brain in disbelief.
She realized suddenly that she had left her bag behind. She went back to the alley and snuck down to the end, gratefully seeing her bag in a corner unopened. She grabbed it and ran back to the street before the woman reappeared.
She found another public bathroom and stared at herself in wonder. Her hair was a bedraggled mess. Her face and eyes were red and puffy. The bottom of her shirt was torn and dirty black.
She spent twenty minutes brushing her hair back into place and ran cold water over her face until the heat went away. She figured she had a mild case of heatstroke from all the exertion.
She soaked a number of paper towels and went into a stall, pulling the shirt off and hanging it on the hook. She gave herself a quick wipe with the towels, taking some of the sweat and smell off her body. As she sat there on the toilet, she felt cum oozing out of her asshole and cunt.
She wiped her bald little crotch, thankful that she had no pussy hair there anymore. Finally she wiped most of the dust and dirt off the shirt, except for the bottom which was unsalvageable.
She donned the shirt again, then pulled her pants out of the bag and slipped into them. With the bottom of the shirt tucked inside the dirt and rips weren't visible. She stepped out of the stall and looked at herself in the mirror again.
She sighed in relief. She looked almost normal, again. If she had met her parents like she was, they would have called the police and an ambulance she was sure. That is if she made it to Piccadilly circle at all. The first cop that saw her would have stopped her to see if she had been in an accident or something.
She wandered outside and caught another bus for Piccadilly. This time she sat up front and the ride passed peacefully. She got off at Piccadilly and strolled tiredly through the crowds of people toward the restaurant. With all she had gone through, she was still actually a little early.
She turned a lot of heads as she walked along, but ignored them all completely. She was just glad they weren't looking at her like she was some kind of crash victim, or like a depraved whore, like that woman on the balcony.
As luck would have it, everyone was already inside. Sean was going on loudly about some kind of gun, taking the others attention off her as she slid into a chair.
CHAPTER Nine
The next day she woke early. Nobody else was up so she decided to continue her explorations of the secret passages behind the walls. She had a huge flashlight, and a stick to push aside any cobwebs she found.
Since it was so cool and damp behind the walls, she wore black leather pants and a matching jacket over her t-shirt. She also wore knee length leather boots and a cowboy hat. All of it was as much in aid of keeping bugs from falling on her as keeping her warm.
She wandered through the thin passages, prying and pushing on anything that looked odd or out of place, trying to find other exits or peep holes. She passed Sean's room and peeked in on him. He was sound asleep.
She continued on down the narrow passage until she found what was clearly a small door of some kind. She shone the flashlight up and down along its length and found a small square section about two feet high and two feet wide.
There was a little latch on one corner, and hinges on the other. She wasn't sure what this could be since it was several feet off the ground, but turned off her flashlight and twisted the little latch aside, swinging the section of panel open.
To her surprise she was standing in a large window looking into Penny's room! What kind of a peep hole was this? Then it hit her. From the angle she was looking at, she was right behind the big mirror mounted just beside the bureau near Penny's bed. She could see her sister lying on her bed only a couple of feet away.
She could also see Dennis Parker, that slime ball! Penny was nude, and the covers pulled back. Parker knelt between her legs, his hand sliding up and down Penny's lightly tufted pubic mound while he jerked off with the other.
She glared at him furiously. She really was going to have to do something about this fucker! But what? She could go and wake her father of course and get him here, that would certainly get rid of Parker. But the bastard was certain to produce those damned pictures.
Until she got her hands on those pictures she was helpless to do anything about him. She glowered through the one way glass as Parker's hand slid upward along Penny's belly to her small breasts and caressed the skin gently.
Then she saw Parker's cock shoot out several wads of jism. They landed on Penny's belly and groin, much to his apparent delight. His hand smeared the gobs around her sister's crotch while he grinned down happily.
He had a small bag with him, resting on the edge of the bed. He got off the bed, his sated prick hanging limply between his legs, and pulled something out of the bag. Robin's eyes narrowed as she realized it was a camera.
Dennis took several shots of Penny, lying sprawled nakedly. He pulled out a big black dildo, shaped like a cock, and placed the tip of it against Penny's crotch hole. Very gently, he picked up her right hand by the wrist, and ever so slowly pulled it over to rest on the end of the dildo.
He took several more pictures, from a bunch of different angles. A nasty smile lit up his face, and he put the camera and dildo back into his bag, and pulled his pants back on.
Robin suddenly realized he'd be coming back here and retreated down the length of the passageway.
She was just in time as the passage behind her was lit up by the opening of the doorway into Penny's room. The light went out as the doorway closed and then she saw a flashlight go on. It didn't produce much light as it was directed down the other end of the passage, and she watched as Parker went down that way.
She slunk along behind him, an idea popping into her head. If he returned to his room, she would at least learn where that was, maybe he kept the pictures there.
They walked straight for a couple of minutes, and then Parker's light dimmed and disappeared. She rushed forward as quickly and quietly as possible, turning her own light on and keeping her fingers over it to muffle the light.
She wind-milled to a stop before a small very steep stairwell. It went both up and down, twisting in a very sharp circle. She could see dim light coming from below and hurried downwards.
The stairs went down two flights, and then Parker's light wobbled off down another passage. Jesus, she thought, this place was filled with passages!
She followed along behind until Parker stopped. His light went out, and a second later light spilled into the passage as he went through a doorway. The light went away and Robin hurried after him, stopping before a narrow doorway with a latch on the side.
There was a little round hole in the side of the wall, with a little round plug in it. Robin doused her light and twisted the plug loose, letting a tiny burst of light enter the passage.
She could see Parker fumbling around with his camera in a corner of the room. As far as she could tell there were no windows in the room, in fact every wall was aged stone blocks, unadorned or decorated. There weren't even any electric lights here! The light in the room came from a pair of oil lamps.
She watched him for several minutes until he blew out the lamps, slid open a door of some kind and left the room. She waited, just in case, but after fifteen minutes or so, she lost patience and fumbled at the doorway, finally opening it and moving into the pitch black room.
She shone her light around. There were several small chairs, and a bunch of counter-like tables against the walls. There was also a big tub with water in it and a couple of boxes.
She picked up a matchbox from one of the counters and lit up the two oil lamps. Now she could the room better, and it wasn't any nicer looking than she'd first thought. It must be somewhere in the sub basement in fact, from the looks of it.
Then she turned around and almost dropped the lamp she was holding. The back wall of the little stone room was covered with pictures. They were of varying sizes. Some were only snapshots, others were nine by twelve glossies, and several were poster sized.
Her eyes were drawn to one huge color picture in the center of the wall. It was her! The poster was a full sized picture of her sitting straddling a chair facing the camera. Her eyes seemed glassy, and she was raised a couple of inches off the chair seat. Between her splayed legs was her gaping cunt hole, several inches of dildo protruding.
Robin stared at the thing in shock. She could actually see the sweat standing out on her forehead. Her head was thrown back slightly, her lips parted. Her full breasts were pushed outward, the nipples firmly erect.
It was a full minute before she could tear her eyes off her poster, to the other pictures on the wall. There was another poster of her. Taken during one of her exercises, she was again facing the camera, standing up, arms behind her neck to push her breasts outward.
A third poster was of a girl she recognized as one of the maids. She too was naked, embracing a young man, her hand gripping his erection. She had nice breasts, Robin thought idly.
There were two more posters, one was of a pair of servants, one a maid, the other a cooks helper. Both were naked and engaging in a heated sixty-nine.
The final poster sized picture was of her mother and father. She could see her mom on her hands and knees on the bed. Her father knelt behind her, his cock half buried in her cunt. It was remarkably similar to the scene she had witnessed a few days ago.
There were also dozens of other smaller pictures. All the live in maids who were young and attractive were shown. There were some women, she didn't recognize, engaged in sex with several male live-in servants, and there were more pictures of Robin, Penny, and Kate.
She found more pictures, and more importantly, a whole pile of negatives in boxes on the tables. If this was all of them, her problems were solved.
