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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
SUMMER OF SIN
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Chapter Seven
It was decided that we would all go upstairs. I was the only one
still captive. They set about freeing me. As soon as my hands were loose
I put them under me and madly began frigging my slit. They laughed. I
made quite a spectacle, my ankles still bound to the legs of the bench, but
with my freed hands shoved under my belly and diddling in my cunt. Even
though my bottom burned, and I wanted to rub it, I was even more desirous
to cum. Helene grabbed my arms and pulled my hands out from under me.
ÒNaughty girl,Ó Helene told me. ÒI should have spanked you more.Ó I
struggled to break free of her grip but she was strong, despite the
frailness of her body. She put my hands up high behind me, on my back.
Johnnie, despite the egg up his ass and the burning caused by the Natural
Ice on his penis, assisted her. My hands were cuffed together. Then I felt
my chin lifted, Johnnie did it, and Helene wrapped a dog collar around my
throat. She made it tight. Then she attached a short cord to the back of it
and ran it down to my wrists. I was forced to lie over the pillows, my
legs still bound to the bench, my arms up high and snug behind me, held in
place by the cord running from my collar down to my hands.
I arched my bottom and wiggled my ass. I tried to break free. I
could not. As I realized my predicament, my bottomcheeks huddled
together.
ÒGentlemen, allow me to show you the method by which you, Raul,
will enemize Johnnie,Ó Helene grinned. There was mischief in her eyes. I
was craning my neck back to look at her when I felt JohnnieÕs big hands
descend down onto my head. Even as Helene tormented him with evil
designs, he was still obedient to her, even anticipating her desires.
Helene went to the the shelf that ran along the wall. She rummaged
about and drew down a big, thick dildo. It had straps attached to it. As
soon as Rebecca saw it she shouted, ÒHelene! No!Ó but our hostess merely
smiled. She fitted the big prong to the front of herself, where her legs
met in a furred female triangle.
ÒCome and help me, Rebecca,Ó Helene said to my aunt.
ÒNo, you must not,Ó Rebecca said.
ÒAre you being difficult, Rebecca?Ó Helene asked. ÒThen you will
feel it in you, too. And in the same place as Johnnie.Ó
ÒOh, I cannot!Ó Rebecca said. But with submissive steps she
approached Helene. When the woman offered Rebecca her back, my aunt
laced the dildo up between her legs and her bottomcrack and fastened it
securely so that the big dong hung off the front of Helene, looking very
much like a real penis.
ÒThank you, dear,Ó Helene told my aunt. ÒGet a towel for your knees
and get down on the floor and show me your ass.Ó
ÒNo!Ó my aunt gasped.
ÒDo as she says,Ó Raul growled. ÒIf we are to do it that way, I want
to see you girls do it that way first.Ó Johnnie, glancing nervously up at
Raul, kept holding my head, pushing it down upon the pillowed bench.
My aunt walked to the shelf where the towels were piled. We all
watched her bottom. It was nude, but clean. SheÕd wiped it thoroughly.
She took down a towel and came over to the bench where I was lying. She
dropped it on the floor. It was still folded. She looked at me. ÒIÕm sorry,Ó
she whispered. Then she knelt on the towel. Self-consciously she bent
forward. She offered up her hiney. She pressed her face to the floor,
putting her cheek against it. Her ass waved aloft like a flag. Helene came
round behind her and, having gotten a towel for her own knees, she tossed
it down behind her. Then she knelt. She regarded my auntÕs ass with
loving, penetrating eyes.
ÒRelax your cheeks, dear,Ó Helene said to my aunt. She had a jar of
vaseline and she opened it. She put her slim fingers in it and rubbed the
goo up and down the length of her fake prick. My aunt shivered, waiting,
her ass tense, her breath whispery soft.
ÒThis is great,Ó Raul said. He looked at Johnnie. ÒHave you ever been
fucked up the ass?Ó
ÒNo,Ó Johnnie answered.
ÒWell IÕm going to ream you good when we do it,Ó Raul said. His
voice sounded threatening. ÒWatching Helene here is getting me awfully
ready for it.Ó
ÒMmmm,Ó Helene said. ÒThatÕs the whole point, boys. We must all do
that which weÕve never done before. ThatÕs my goal. Ready, Rebecca?Ó
ÒNo!Ó my aunt confessed.
ÒWell, I am,Ó Helene said. ÒYouÕre going to feel my hands parting
your ass cheeks. Try not to resist me.Ó
ÒI canÕt help it!Ó Rebecca cried. HeleneÕs fingers swept up over my
auntÕs ass. They savored the feel of the big cheeks. They cupped them.
They ran exploringly up over them to the thin waspish waist from which
the cheeks bulged. Finally, HeleneÕs fingers delved into the furrow
between them. My aunt offered up a frantic sob.
ÒRelax,Ó Helene said again. ÒThe cock IÕm wearing is all greased and
ready. I canÕt feel pleasure, wearing it, but IÕll diddle your cunny when the
time comes, and make sure youÕre able to cum. Meantime, enjoy the feel of
me sliding up in you.Ó
ÒHow can I?Ó My aunt asked squeamishly, feeling the big bulbous
fake cock bump within her parted hinds. Helene prised her open. My aunt
gave a choking gasp. The knob, well greased, pressed within her tight anal
ring. ÒNoooooo!Ó my aunt shouted, and then I knew she was feeling it, the
length of it intruding and she finding it impossible, despite her
squirmings, to keep it from penetrating. It was not her first. Her bottom
had already been made to take such before, though not, admittedly, a fake
one, worn by a woman. My aunt bucked her hips and the thing slid up into
her more deeply.
ÒAh, God!Ó my aunt cried.
ÒRelax, relax,Ó Helene said in a soothing voice. ÒPretend I am a
man.Ó
ÒOh, but you are not!Ó my aunt whined.
ÒYes, I am not,Ó Helene agreed. And she pinched my auntÕs bottom
with her sharp-nailed fingers, to enforce the point, and make her feel even
more deeply the utter lewdness of being impaled on a woman.
When my aunt had been reamed, and made to cum, it was my turn.
Helene cleansed her dildo with champagne. She did it standing over the
baby pool. Her feet were outside it but the big prick she wore hung stiffly
over the poolÕs rim. When she was clean (or, rather, that part of her that
wasnÕt real), she greased herself anew. Then it was my turn. My aunt
watched, clutching her own wounded bottom as she saw me impaled.
I shall never forget it. One minute I was lovely and submissive in
my nude, bare-bottomed display. I was, however involuntarily, a tease. I
showed my ass to the men. I wriggled it. I was brazen. I taunted them
with it, offering them the pleasure of it if only they would save me from
Helene. They loved my display. Johnnie, restraining my head with his
hands, even drooled on my bare ass, he was so entranced by the sight of it.
Yet they ignored my plea to be rescued. They let Helene have me. And so,
the next moment, I was mounted and penetrated. By a woman! I was made
to gorge upon her awful thing, her awful fake dong. I felt mortified at
being taken this way, by a fellow female, yet she was as hard as any man.
I felt the wicked prick slide inexorably up my 13-year-old ass. The men
laughed, watching it. I cried out in alarm. The men grew erect, watching
me. Their laughter became nervous. I felt a tenseness in JohnnieÕs grip.
His eyes must have stared at RaulÕs cock as it became elongated. He knew
the full length of it would soon penetrate his ass.
When it was over, I lay a long time over the pillows. Johnnie wet a
towel with champagne and bathed my face. Helene kissed my
bottomcheeks. I felt violated, open. My bottomhole puckered upon the air
when the dong was withdrawn, as if seeking something more. But there
was no sperm to be given. It was a fake prick. It could only be used to
open, not to fill. Helene inserted her tongue in my hole as compensation,
making me wriggle. I didnÕt like that. It made me feel like I was being
eaten.
ÒAh, parting is such sweet sorrow,Ó Helene said finally, growing
weary of toying with my bottom. She rose and unbuckled the penis from
her crotch. I heard it clatter to the floor. ÒCome, letÕs go upstairs, and
bathe,Ó Helene said. ÒThen it will be time for you men to share a bed
together!Ó
I was helped up from the bench. I left behind pillows stained with
pee. My juices, too, had been vented upon the pillows, by the inquisitive
fingers of Helene up inside my twat as she pummeled my ass. I put my
small hands to my bottom and rubbed it. Oh, how it burned! There were
strong red lines imprinted across it, their imprint still hot on my tush.
Within, between the cheeks, I felt as if a long, hot poker had been
repeatedly jabbed in me. Yet mingled with the pain was a sense of
pleasure. SheÕd frigged my slit expertly, making me orgasm repeatedly
over the pillows. Rubbing my ass, I looked at Helene.
ÒYou are wicked,Ó I said to her. She smiled. I felt the edges of my
lips smiling back and tried hard to look sad. I did not quite manage it. She
leaned forward and kissed me. Her breasts pressed against my own. My
nipples sparked fire against her shirt. When she drew away, I found my
mouth wishing she would kiss it again. I threw myself to my knees.
ÒOh, mistress!Ó I blathered. Hungrily I kissed her dell. I do not know
now why I did it. I was possessed. How she had hurt me! And yet, where
the big penis had been, now there was only the furring of her nest. I licked
within it, as if searching for the missing member, wishing for it to grow
out of her and impale me again. But she was only a girl. The big, horrible
dong lay greasily on the floor, near her feet. I tongued her, making her
laugh.
ÒCome, darling. Such a good sport you are!Ó Helene said to me. She
pulled me by my hair to my feet. I glanced down at the prick on the floor.
It was still as hard as it had ever been. I looked away. Such an awful
thing it was! I patted HeleneÕs nest, as if to assure myself that she wore
it no more. It was simply an unattached thing, lying nakedly on the floor.
It couldnÕt harm me unless someone wore it. I felt deeper in her nest and
she laughed again. I smiled.
ÒIÕm safe now,Ó I whispered.
ÒOh?Ó Helene asked. With my fingers in her snatch, I followed her
eyes. They glanced at RaulÕs penis, then at JohnnieÕs.
ÒYeek! I forgot about them!Ó I said in a silly voice.
ÒItÕs alright. You are only 13,Ó Helene said to me. She drew my
fingers out of her pussy. She put my fingertips, wet with her dew, to her
lips. She kissed them. ÒCum, dear. You have much to learn,Ó Helene told
me.
With swinging hips I walked upstairs, Helene holding my hand,
Rebecca following. Johnnie and Raul came last. Their cocks were hard
again. Raul gave Johnnie a sinister glance.
ÒYou have a tight ass,Ó Raul told Johnnie.
ÒI hope it stays that way,Ó Johnnie said.
ÒDonÕt count on it,Ó Raul replied.
Helene led us into a bathroom. It was large and immaculate. It had a
sunken tub. The tubÕs fixtures were gold. Helene turned on the tap. She
added bubble liquid to the water. We stepped into the tub and foam rose
about our ankles. We sat down in it.
ÒJust relax. Let the tub fill,Ó Helene breathed to us. Rebecca looked
around.
ÒShouldnÕt we get some washcloths?Ó she asked matter-of-factly.
She sat on her hands, as I did, assuaging the stinging in her bottom that
had been left by prick.
ÒNo, dear,Ó Helene answered. ÒWeÕll use our hands to wash each
other. And our tongues.Ó My aunt shivered.
Yet that is just what we did. Raul and Johnnie were made to stand
and to wash each otherÕs penises. It was strange, watching them pull on
each otherÕs erections, each one trying not to force the other to spurt, lest
Helene be displeased. (Johnnie, I think, pulled hardest, for he knew if Raul
didnÕt cum in the tub heÕd get the whole thick length of the man up his
boyish bottom!) Despite our gropings, none of us came. When we had
scrubbed and rinsed, we went over the important parts again, us girls
tonguing each otherÕs tits, making them sprout, and inquiring up between
each otherÕs legs, laughing, making each other squirm. The men watched.
They didnÕt tongue each other, though Helene tried to get them to.
Finally we stepped out of the bath. As the tub water gurgled away,
we dried each other. Raul patted JohnnieÕs ass dry. Helene dried mine, and
RebeccaÕs. Then she inspected both of us to make sure she hadnÕt hurt us
when sheÕd penetrated us with her fake cock. By then I didnÕt hurt
anymore and I think she did it more for show, to unnerve the men. Raul
could tear JohnnieÕs anal tissue if he took him too hard. Both of them
knew that. They watched me get inspected by Helene, their cocks
stemming in front of themselves, both of them ready, yet not ready, for
what would soon transpire. Even Raul, so sinister in his comments, now
seemed a little sheepish. Imagine! He was going to fuck a man-- in full
view of three girls. Just the thought of it must have made him feel funny
inside. Yet his penis stayed hard. It would go where he put it, seeking
pleasure, no questions asked.
We ambled into a bedroom. It was adjacent to the bath. It had a big
bed. Helene invited Rebecca and me to turn down the sheets. We helped
her, the men watching.
ÒCouldnÕt we just fuck you?Ó Johnnie asked, gazing at us. His cock
was rock hard.
ÒNo, Johnnie,Ó Helene answered. ÒEither of you can get plenty of
pussy. This is going to be a little different.Ó She patted the undersheet of
the bed. It was bared and waiting. ÒGet in. Both of you. Get in and show
some affection for each other, hmmm? You both have well-hung bodies.
Take pleasure in viewing them and feeling them.Ó
ÒCanÕt we just, like, do it?Ó Raul asked impatiently. He gave Johnnie
a manly slap on the ass. Johnnie flinched.
ÒYou men. ThatÕs whatÕs wrong with guys,Ó Helene said. ÒNo, you
may not just get in and do it. I want to see you two show some affection
for each other first. Such wonderful big chests you have, and such
muscles. Get in and put your bodies up close and lie there and tell each
other how good you look!Ó
ÒThis is ridiculous,Ó Raul said.
Helene opened a drawer.
ÒWhatÕs that?Ó Raul asked. He gazed at her and frowned.
ÒWhat does it look like?Ó Helene asked.
ÒIt looks like a fucking gun!Ó Raul said.
ÒThatÕs right,Ó Helene said. ÒAnd IÕm going to blow your balls off if
you donÕt do just as I say. Get in bed, boy. Get in bed and make love to
Johnnie. Like you would to a woman.Ó
ÒGod damn if IÕll--Ó Raul began. Suddenly there was a very small
popping sound. A lamp near Raul burst. It had been made of china. Now it
spilled itself into sharp pieces on the table it stood upon, and on the floor.
Helene laughed. Raul and Johnnie stared at her with shocked eyes.
ÒA gun with a silencer,Ó Raul gasped.
ÒThatÕs right,Ó Helene said. ÒI could remove both your penises with
well-aimed shots from this pistol, and the neighbors wouldnÕt even hear
my gun go off.Ó She smiled. ÒJust because I donÕt have a penis, like you
boys do, doesnÕt mean a little cunt like me canÕt be armed and dangerous.Ó
ÒYouÕre crazy,Ó Johnnie muttered.
ÒGet in the bed,Ó Helene said.
ÒIÕll report you to the police,Ó Raul said.
ÒNo you wonÕt, dear,Ó Helene said. ÒBecause youÕre a big, strapping
man, twice my age, and IÕm just a young woman. Can you imagine yourself,
down at the police department? What are you going to say, hmmm? ÔOh,
officer! I was in this ladyÕs basement, and a 19-year-old girl shitted on
my face. Then we went upstairs and I had to sodomize this guy because
the lady threatened to blow my balls off if I didnÕt.ÕÓ
Raul frowned. ÒDamn,Ó he said, finally. He turned to Johnnie. ÒGet
your ass in the bed.Ó
ÒIntimately!Ó Helene said. ÒYou men are going to learn foreplay
today, by doing it with each other.Ó
ÒShe is a rather strange mistress,Ó Johnnie said to Raul. He turned.
Self-consciously, aware of RaulÕs eyes on his bare ass, he climbed into the
bed. It was soft under him. He lay on his back and tried to stretch out and
relax. But his penis stuck up like a fencepost, hard and randy. Raul got
into the bed after him and lay down beside him. RaulÕs dick was hard and
the two menÕs penises bumped together. They both laughed nervously.
ÒKiss,Ó Helene told the two men.
ÒNot on your life,Ó Raul said.
ÒKiss or IÕll shoot a bullet right up your hairy ass,Ó Helene said in a
high-pitched voice. I felt RebeccaÕs arm pass warmly around my waist. I
looked up at her eyes. She smiled. Her hand passed over my belly and
touched my fleecy pubis. I reached for her fingers and took hold of them. I
drew her lower. She slipped her fingers between my legs.
ÒMmmmm,Ó I sighed.
ÒDo me,Ó Rebecca whispered. I put a hand to her dell as she delved
into my pussy with her fingers. We wetted each otherÕs digits with our
juices.
ÒOh! It is so naughty!Ó I cried, gazing at the two men in the bed.
Raul and Johnnie exchanged a quick kiss.
ÒLonger! Deeper!Ó Helene said. ÒOpen your mouths and French kiss!Ó
Rebecca and I watched. It was sinful. The two men, taking orders
from Helene, kissed each other within their mouths. They fondled each
otherÕs pricks.
ÒYou have a lot of hair on your chest,Ó Raul complained to Johnnie.
ÒYou have a lot of hair on your ass,Ó Johnnie answered.
ÒYou sure have a stiffie,Ó Raul told the boy who was half his age,
though just as large.
ÒYours feels like a log,Ó Johnnie said.
ÒYeah, and youÕre going to be feeling it up your ass in a minute,Ó Raul
said.
ÒDonÕt mention it. And most definitely donÕt laugh about it!Ó Johnnie
said, for the older man had burst into giggles.
ÒLick his penis,Ó Helene said.
ÒNo way!Ó Raul said.
ÒHeÕs young and strong and he has a nice, big dick. Lick it,Ó Helene
said. She pointed the gun at the two men. It looked big in her hands. It
wavered, as if she was a little afraid of it, yet she had a determined look
in her eyes. Raul gulped and slid down JohnnieÕs body.
ÒSorry about this, old boy,Ó Raul said to Johnnie.
ÒYo! DonÕt make me cum!Ó Johnnie gasped as he felt RaulÕs mouth
connect wetly with his penis.
ÒDo you think I want your sperm shooting all over my face?Ó Raul
snarled.
ÒWell it feels strange. WhenÕs the last time you shaved?!Ó Johnnie
gasped. His dick quivered against the manÕs lips.
ÒI swear, if this big banana of yours spurts in my face, IÕll yank your
dick off. You wonÕt have to worry about Helene shooting it off,Ó Raul told
Johnnie.
ÒAck! Then be careful with your tongue!Ó Johnnie complained.
ÒYouÕre licking me like youÕre a girl.Ó
ÒThatÕs how IÕm supposed to do it-- dick!Ó Raul answered.
ÒGod damn, donÕt lick the head!Ó
ÒDo you think I *want* to lick your pee hole? SheÕs pointing a
fucking gun at me!Ó Raul replied.
ÒWell, lick faster or slower or-- God-- I can barely hold it back, this
feels so strange!Ó Johnnie cried.
ÒThatÕs it. Get on your knees. IÕm going to ream your ass now and
get this over with!Ó Raul said. There was disgust in his voice. ÒWhereÕs
the vaseline? I canÕt do it without vaseline.Ó
ÒOn the night stand,Ó Helene answered.
Johnnie was made to present his bare, hairy haunches to Raul. It
looked strange seeing two men poised in such an intimate encounter;
Johnnie, kneeling anxiously, his big thing stiff and hanging down between
his legs, swaying under his stomach, while behind him, equally hard, with
a big sausage-like dick of his own, was Raul. The older man found the
vaseline and proceeded to grease his dick with it. It took several minutes,
for his dick was large and he wanted to be sure he made it slippery enough
that it could penetrate JohnnieÕs virgin ass with relative ease. Johnnie
waited. He glanced over at me. His eyes didnÕt look at my face but instead
at the declivity between my own legs, where I was without that which
was so important to him. My space between the front of my thighs seemed
to invite penetration. His, on the other hand, growing a penis there, could
hardly be said to invite penetration; instead it promised it. Yet there he
was, despite his big penis, showing his ass to Raul and waiting for the
well-hung man to stab him in his backside. My pussy felt moist as I
watched. I put my hand between my legs and, gazing at JohnnieÕs hard
penis as his eyes penetrated my cunt, I began to massage myself in my
slit. I thought to hide it as modesty, keeping his eyes away, but when I
gave a quick moan of pleasure it was obvious that my hand wasnÕt within
my legs to make me a good girl. Johnnie grinned, but it was a nervous
grin, for now Raul, having spread vaseline over his own dick, was putting a
finger deftly between JohnnieÕs split ass to oil his hole.
ÒHey!Ó Johnnie gasped.
ÒRelax, itÕs just my finger,Ó Raul told him.
ÒYes, but itÕs going in me to prepare me for your--Ó Johnnie quailed,
gritting his teeth as RaulÕs digit stabbed up his ass. The end of his
sentence was lost in an agonized grunt as he felt RaulÕs finger. The older
man stuck it up his ass quickly, going deep as his finger was long, leaving
Johnnie to gasp and waggle his cock around as he was penetrated from
behind.
ÒHmmm. WhatÕs this? There appears to be some kind of blockage,Ó
Raul said, feeling with his finger up inside JohnnieÕs ass.
ÒItÕs the egg!Ó Johnnie shouted. ÒYouÕre pushing it in deeper!Ó
ÒHmmm, I canÕt get hold of it, it keeps slipping away,Ó Raul said.
His voice was matter of fact, like a surgeonÕs. ÒCan you poop it out?Ó Raul
asked.
ÒIf I could I wouldnÕt even need your help,Ó Johnnie said.
ÒWell, donÕt worry,Ó Raul answered. He pulled his finger out of
JohnnieÕs ass. There was a roll of toilet tissue on the nightstand, behind
the lamp which now was shattered. Raul picked up the roll of toilet paper
and wiped his finger. ÒThe semen that I pump into you should do the
trick,Ó Raul told Johnnie. ÒYouÕll be able to poop out that egg once IÕve
flooded your ass with my sperm.Ó
ÒThis is awful,Ó Johnnie said. He looked at Helene. She grinned. She
pointed the gun she was holding at his dick.
ÒIÕd love to see what would happen if I shot your dick off,Ó Helene
said frankly. ÒBut then you wouldnÕt have one anymore, and itÕs much too
gorgeous for me to ruin you in that way.Ó
ÒWhat about my ass?!Ó Johnnie croaked. Raul took hold of his hips
and stuck his penis between the cheeks of JohnnieÕs behind.
ÒItÕll survive,Ó Helene said. ÒYour butthole might be little bigger
after this, but that will be okay, I guess. ItÕll mean the next time I stick
an egg up your backside youÕll be able to poop it out more easily.Ó
ÒYikes! Watch where you put that!Ó Johnnie said of RaulÕs penis, for
the older man now shoved himself hard against JohnnieÕs anus.
ÒRelax and receive,Ó Raul said. There was mirth in his voice. He
didnÕt seem to mind their homosexual act nearly as much as Johnnie.
After all, what did it matter, in the end, to a man, where he put his penis,
so long as it was tight and posed the opportunity for milking him of his
sperm? Raul gave Johnnie a hearty stab. The young man shrieked, feeling
the older manÕs member push vigorously up inside his rectum. Watching, I
rubbed my pussy more vigorously. I moaned loudly. I felt the nipples on
my breasts standing up as fine and stiff as JohnnieÕs and RaulÕs cocks.
ÒDo you like it?Ó Rebecca asked me. She passed her palm lightly
over my bottom. Her other hand petted her dell, her index finger
strumming up within her, just as mine was.
ÒItÕs-- ItÕs gorgeous!Ó I gasped. I felt RebeccaÕs hand, the one upon
my bottom, delve within my cheeks. It found my hineyhole and pressed
hard against it.
Raul passed one of his hands around to JohnnieÕs front. He seized the
boyÕs big penis.
ÒNo! DonÕt!Ó Johnnie yelled. Raul began pumping his member as his
own penetrated the boy from behind. ÒYouÕll make me spend on the sheet--
uselessly!Ó Johnnie gasped.
ÒI donÕt want you hard if IÕm not going to be hard,Ó Raul groaned.
Johnnie was obviously quite tight for the man and he was already in
danger of finishing the act by spurting his sperm.
ÒFive minutes at least,Ó Helene warned the two men. ÒI want to see
prolonged sexual intercourse between you two!Ó
ÒGod, IÕm a fag now,Ó Johnnie groaned.
ÒDamn you have a tight ass. I can barely hold back!Ó Raul said. He
pulled harder on JohnnieÕs penis, determined to make the boy spurt at the
same time he did.
ÒOoooh! Auntie! Your finger is going up me!Ó I shouted. I felt
Rebecca naughtily stick her digit up my backside. She laughed, nervously,
but instead of pulling out she stuck herself even farther in me, making me
offer up a squeamish, euphoric whoop. I diddled my slit more, waggling
my ass at the same time, pretending I wanted to force her out of me but,
IÕm afraid, actually encouraging her finger to plunge in even more deeply.
ÒDid you know IÕm a member of NAMBLA?Ó Raul asked Johnnie.
Somehow heÕd staved off his urge to cum and was now boning the boy in
his backside with long, sliding strokes. He would arch his own bottom
backward, drawing his penis back with it, offering Johnnie the tantalizing
hope that he might actually pull out of him. Then, when Raul had removed
himself right down to the bulbous head of his cock, he would suddenly
thrust his hips forward again, provoking a cry from Johnnie as he slid the
whole length of himself back up inside him.
ÒNo-- No youÕre not!Ó Johnnie said. There was desperation in his
voice. Raul gripped his penis and yanked on it rhythmically, keeping
Johnnie on the verge of cumming even as Raul, wedged up in JohnnieÕs ass,
fought his own need to cum.
ÒDonÕt spurt out your load until I tell you to,Ó Raul warned Johnnie.
ÒWhat-- you want us to cum together?Ó Johnnie gasped. ÒLike a man
and a woman?Ó
ÒOf course,Ó Raul replied. ÒWeÕre lovers now, you and I.Ó
ÒNo weÕre not!Ó Johnnie groaned.
ÒOook! Take your finger out of my ass!Ó I complained to my aunt. Yet
as I said it, I bent over, and clutched my knees. I offered up my hiney. I
gave it a quick backward thrust, making her enter me even more deeply.
ÒYes,Ó Rebecca whispered, standing over me. She copied Raul,
jamming her finger into me, then pulling it back, then sticking it up me
again, never quite withdrawing it, but rather stroking the inside of my
backside with it. It felt awkward, but wonderful. I wondered if this was
how guys joining the military had their anuses inspected. IÕd been told
they had to show their ass to a doctor before they could be let into the
Army. Did he (or she?!) just look at it, or did Doctor stick his finger up in
it, to make sure it was healthy all the way up inside?
HeleneÕs gun went off suddenly. It surprised us all, though no one
broke the intimate contact they were experiencing. The bullet grazed
RaulÕs backside and made a big, splintering hole in the headboard of the
bed.
ÒDamn!Ó Raul gasped. He began working himself in JohnnieÕs ass
more forcefully. Helene put the smoking gun in her mouth.
ÒOooh. ItÕs warm,Ó she said, licking the barrel.
Bent over, I frigged my slit. How awful and dangerous it was, all of
us naked, and a live gun firing off into our midst. Even Helene, who should
have known better, and been more careful, was inspired by it. The long
barrel, itÕs warmth, its potential to change forever the body of anyone she
hit with it.
ÒBlam! Blam! Blam!Ó Helene took the gun from her mouth and began
firing randomly around the room. She didnÕt aim it at anyone, in fact, she
aimed to miss us. I shouted with fright. Yet there was something else
mixed in with my fright, for I remained bent over, frigging my slit and
working my hips in time to RebeccaÕs intrusive finger.
ÒOh, stop!Ó my aunt told Helene. Yet she herself kept her finger in
me, and kept diddling her slit with her hand.
ÒWatch where youÕre pointing that!Ó Johnnie groaned. I laughed, for
it sounded like he might be referring to RaulÕs penis, which was, quite
pointedly, sticking straight up his behind.
ÒOh, I want to kill someone!Ó Helene shouted. She put the barrel of
the gun in her mouth again. ÒYikes! This is hot!Ó she said. She couldnÕt
lick it now. It was too hot from firing too many bullets. She ran to the
window. She threw up the sash. Then, afraid she might kill one of us, or
even herself, she tossed the gun out the window. It went spiralling down
to the lawn but if it fired again when it hit the ground, none of us heard,
for we were wrapped up in our lust and the gun had a silencer on it.
Raul, however, was not silent. He reached his crisis. He let out a
loud, animal groan. Quickly, Helene closed her bedroom window, lest the
neighbors hear. I watched with awed eyes, my auntÕs finger up my own
bottom, sluicing my fingers in my tight slit, as RaulÕs engorged, thickly
veined member expanded to its fullest possible girth. Madly Raul worked
his big organ up and back in JohnnieÕs hind end. At the same time, leaning
possessively over the younger man, he pulled hard on JohnnieÕs stiff dick.
ÒStop-- IÕm going to shoot my load all over the sheets!Ó Johnnie
begged.
ÒAnd IÕm going to shoot mine uselessly up inside your worthless
ass!Ó Raul yelled. He sounded like a father disciplining his son. The
meanness of his voice made me shiver. I wondered what my dad would
say, if he saw his Ôgood little girlÕ like this, enjoying a female finger up
her fanny while playing in her slit and watching two men bugger each
other. Well, at least, I considered, my mother would have to admit they
were two very well formed men. Both had cocks the size of sausages. It
seemed a shame to have them both spend themselves in such a manner, one
onto the bedÕs covering, like a randy little boy, the other up a manÕs ass!
ÒUrgghgh!Ó Raul shouted. His face gritted. Johnnie tried to crawl
forward. Manfully Raul gripped the young manÕs hips and pulled him back
against him.
ÒYuck! I can feel your big hairy balls banging against my ass!Ó
Johnnie said.
ÒI need you to poop out that egg, so I can get this cock ring off!Ó Raul
said. His voice was matter-of-fact. ÒNothing personal,Ó Raul added.
ÒYou donÕt have to enjoy it!Ó Johnnie groaned.
ÒYouÕre tight-- what can I say?Ó Raul asked. Once more he felt down
around in front of Johnnie, and clamped a fist round the manÕs penis.
Johnnie was so big that even with RaulÕs fist clutching his organ, a good
half of the shaftÕs length stuck out beyond the end of RaulÕs hand. ÒNow--
cum!Ó Raul commanded.
ÒAckck! YouÕre sperming me!Ó Johnnie shouted. I broke into massive
giggles when I heard that. So did my aunt, though it didnÕt stop her from
friskily reaming me with her finger. Helene, for her part, seeing the
climax and loving it, stuck one of her own fingers round behind her and up
inside her warm ass. With her other hand, just as Rebecca and I were
doing, she frigged her slit.
ÒOoooh! I wish I could fuck you!Ó Rebecca said to me in a voice
insane with lust.
ÒYou are!Ó I cried.
ÒNo-- I mean, *spend* in you,Ó Rebecca said.
I shall never forget the next moments. How strange and wonderful it
was, all of us buck naked, fresh from our bath, crazily giving and receiving
to each other. I worked my heinie back and forth, taking my auntÕs finger
Òlike an Amazon,Ó as she told me later. Johnnie, for his part, ceased
trying to escape from RaulÕs grip and bent lower in the bed and let the
older man fuck his bottom. I watched with wide eyes as JohnnieÕs cock,
manhandled by Raul, shot long, loopy ropes of white sperm out onto
HeleneÕs clean bed. At the same time Raul loosed his own load up
JohnnieÕs ass. Helene, not minding the mess, worked her fingers up inside
her and waggled her bare ass around, perhaps hoping to inspire someone to
do her, but we were all too busy with our own pleasure.
At last it was done. Raul drew his depleted organ out of JohnnieÕs
ass. I watched with disappointed eyes as the manÕs cock slowly subsided
in girth and in length. It drew down to the size of a young boyÕs. It hung
between his legs quite uselessly, no longer erect, a rather sorry sight.
JohnnieÕs own organ also receded. When heÕd recovered his wits he
squatted on the bed and flexed his ass in hopes of pooping out the egg.
ÒYes, go ahead, just do it on my bed,Ó Helene told Johnnie. She
watched as the young man attempted to shit. At first just RaulÕs sperm
came out, long drooling strands of it. Then, finally, BM appeared, and in
one of the turds, encrusted by shit, was the egg. Raul reached between
JohnnieÕs legs and picked it up. Ignoring the shit, he opened the egg. He
took out a small, gleaming key. He applied it to the cock ring around his
penis and balls and unlocked it.
ÒFree at last,Ó Raul said.
ÒYouÕve cum, twice over, and you remember our agreement?Ó Helene
asked Raul.
ÒOf course,Ó Raul said. He put a hand to his forehead, as if to salute
the woman, or to tip his hat to her, except he was bare-headed. I
wondered, then, if their ÔagreementÕ wasnÕt in fact designed to save face
for Raul. He was over 40. HeÕd cum twice and, from what IÕve learnt about
men, heÕd be out of commission for a day or two anyway. There was no
sexually useful reason for him to stick around.
ÒGod, what a mess!Ó Johnnie said, looking at the shit heÕd pooped out
on HeleneÕs bed.
ÒYouÕll have plenty of time to clean it all up, Johnnie dear,Ó Helene
said. She looked at Rebecca and I. ÒPick out any of my clothes youÕd like
to wear home,Ó she said. ÒYouÕve both performed admirably.Ó
Rebecca blushed. I did too, and felt her slide her finger out of my
tight bottom.
ÒWe really must be going,Ó Rebecca agreed.
ÒYes!Ó I said, nodding.
And so we did. We took another quick shower, picked out clothes
that were fashionable but inexpensive, and went our way. At her front
door Helene gave Rebecca and I each a quick kiss. It was chaste, just on
the cheek, as if weÕd had an utterly normal visit between ladies, with
nothing indiscreet at all transpiring between us. Rebecca and I hailed a
cab outside and rode home, both of us quite exhausted, yet still giddy, too,
with all weÕd experienced.
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