Message-ID: <3350eli$9708250941@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/3350.txt> From: Francis Dashwood <an18615@anon.nymserver.com> Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 2 Chapter 25-27 of 59 (ff/mf/Ff/Mf/inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <199708242203.QAA28791@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal Volume Two The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive to some people. Graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material, or if you are considered a minor in your country, then delete this file. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Please do not request reposts of this material. Constructive criticism is welcomed. Chapter 25 Emma filled her bath, throwing two sachets of crystals in for good measure, shouting to Lauren that it was ready as she bent over the rim of the bath, whirling the water around with her hand. Lauren slipped into the room silently, taking hold of her hips and pulling her against her thighs. Emma stood and leaned back against her, swaying slightly. Lauren found the cord of the robe and undid the knot, pulling apart the sides and squeezing her small breasts in her hands. She kissed her ear as her fingers tripped lightly over her stomach down to her young mound. "In you get." said Lauren, holding her hand as she slowly stepped into the bath. She watched Emma turn and sink slowly into the cloudy water. Lauren let her robe fall and watched the smile grow on Emma's lips as she drank in the sight of her body, her breasts now tanned and with only the faintest of pale lines. "I thought so much of that night with the storm. Every time I feel so good, like all wet again." "It was wonderful, sweety. You are very good at making love" said Lauren, lowering herself into the bath facing Emma. "Can you teach me more?" "Nobody really gets taught." said Lauren, sinking into the water, pushing her legs either side of Emma. "You just try everything, find out what other people like, what you like, and then keep getting better at it." "Why does it feel different when you do it compared to when I do?" "I think it's just that when someone else does it, you don't know what's going to happen next, it's all a big surprise" "Do you like it when I kissed your boobs?" "Of course, just like when I kiss yours. That was nice, wasn't it?" asked Lauren, wondering when they would get to the punchline. "Mmm. Do you think Nikki will get pregnant?" "What?" asked Lauren, frowning. "When Jamie did it with her. Do you think she'll get pregnant?" "Oh, no, she's on the pill. Has been since she was fifteen." "You?" "Yes. Since just after I started going out with Jim." Lauren picked up the soap and washed her arms and shoulders. Emma copied her, rubbing the big bar across her breasts and down to her navel. "Want me to wash you?" asked Lauren. "Yeah. That would be fun!" said Emma, grinning. "Shall I stand up?" "OK, I'll do you legs first then your bottom." Lauren gripped her shins between her hands and rubbed up to her knees, first one leg then the other, her gaze lifting all the while to her pussy and the water dripping from the hairless lips and delicate folds of skin between. She moved up to her thighs, pushing the bar and her hands between her legs, deliberately missing her pussy. She teased apart her legs, rubbing her pussy with her wrist and arm as her fingers found her anus. She trailed her fingers from her tight little bottom to her young pussy, looking up into her eyes occasionally to ensure that Emma was enjoying the attention. "Turn round, and kneel for a while" whispered Lauren. Emma complied, looking nervously backwards as she held onto the end of the bath. Lauren parted her bottom with her left hand and ran the middle finger of her right hand around her anus, the soap bubbling up around her tiny hole. She watched the muscles pulse and sensed the movement of her stomach in response to the virgin stimulation she was receiving. "Oh, Lori, that's so strange. I don't think I like that!" said Emma, turning slightly. "Shh, we need to make sure you're really clean. It feels nice, really!" she said, pushing her index finger less than half an inch into her asshole. "Oh, please! That's dirty!" "No, it's just different. I'm going to make you really clean. It'll feel just like when the doctor did it, only really sexy. Stay still!" Emma bowed her head and laid against the end of the bath, shaking slightly. Lauren quickly pushed deeper before Emma changed her mind, thrusting in as far as she could. "Oh! Lori! Stop.....Oh God, it's so ......" Emma's breathing increased rapidly as her fists clenched, but she said no more. Lauren felt her anus pulsing, gripping so tightly that she thought the blood supply to her finger might be cut off. "There. Now you're clean!" she said, slowly extracting her finger. Emma squealed as she finally withdrew, turned and slumped into the water, grinning stupidly. Lauren splashed water over her chest, removing the remainder of the soap. "Can I do you now?" "Sure!" said Lauren, standing in front of her. Emma opened her legs as far as the bath would allow and picked up the soap. She made no pretence of preserving Lauren's modesty, and looked directly at her pussy, bringing her fingers up to it within seconds, ignoring her legs. "Does mine look like yours, do you think?" "They're all roughly the same" said Lauren as she felt the slippery little fingers running along her wide, hot slit, circling her clitoris and then touching gently along the length of her outer lips and along to her bottom. Lauren grabbed the shower and placed her left leg on the side of the bath. "Oh, I can see inside a little way. It looks so hot and pink! And you've got hair over it!" Lauren felt the hands pushing up behind, grabbing her bottom and feeling for her anus, just as she had done. "Oh yes. That's lovely." The finger zeroed in on her hole, experimenting with one or two little pushes. "There's a good girl" said Lauren in a motherly tone. "Turn round like I did for you!" said Emma. "And kneel down." She soaped her buttocks and pushed the bar of soap against her anus, grinding it hard against the hole as she sighed deeply. "Clean me nicely, there's a dear." encouraged Lauren. She felt Emma's finger gaining in confidence as it explored the pouting entrance. "Wow, it's so tight!" said Emma. "Push your finger in, nice and slowly. Oh yes, that's it!" gasped Lauren, pushing her buttocks higher into the air. "Twist your finger, make sure it's really clean!" Emma pushed her finger in until the nail disappeared. Lauren groaned, delighted that she had been able to convince her to do something so wonderful in such a short time. "Push deeper, sweety. Make sure it's all clean. Use lots of soap!" she said, gripping the sides of the bath. Emma obliged, pushing deeper and harder as Lauren marveled at the thought of having a thirteen year-old beauty cleaning her so intimately. She felt her pulling with her free hand at her buttocks, opening the hole further and further. "Oh, you're beautiful. That feels so good!" said Lauren. She savoured the feeling as the finger moved in and out rhythmically. Her heart beat quickly as her breathing stuttered, the beginnings of an orgasm building deep inside her pussy. She turned slowly, breaking contact as she too slid back into the water. She giggled, almost squeaked with joy as she recovered, pulling Emma towards her, cuddling her until it was time to dry off. Stepping out, the two lithe young girls watched each other as they toweled themselves, preparing for their first night out in the foreign country. Emma was delighted when Lauren took her to her room and offered her the use of some of her stockings. She chose a pair of black seamless stockings and a suspender belt, and ran back to her room saying she knew how to put it on while Lauren pulled out her own underwear, dressing carefully. Ten minutes later she returned, naked, for advice which Lauren was only too pleased to offer. Twenty minutes later two girls, one with long dark hair and the other a dazzling blonde, stepped out of the elevator in the lobby wearing black stockings and heels, black evening dresses and very little makeup. Heads turned, conversations paused, hearts beat faster. Chapter 26 They sauntered up to the long dimly lit oak bar and climbed onto two stools, looking around all the time while trying to remain sophisticated. The barman glanced at Lauren and took a long look at Emma. "Two cokes, please!" said Lauren. The barman served them within seconds, bringing a little bowl of nuts and crackers with their drinks as he smiled at them both. Lauren asked for the dinner menu and they studied it, trying to determine from the French and Spanish descriptions exactly what each dish contained. Lauren was pleased that it included European dishes as well, and settled for the beef stroganoff while Emma had plaice and chips. With starters of prawn cocktail and the promise of coffee at the end, they waited at the bar for their table and continued to plan the rest of their stay. The restaurant was dark, intimate and very refined. Lauren could discern couples at their candlelit tables, leaning towards each other as though conspiring over their meals. She wondered how many of them were married, and tried to look for wedding rings on their fingers. Classical music swayed her while the white-shirted waiters balanced silver trays of drinks high above their heads, weaving between tables back and forth from the kitchen and bar. She looked at Emma, sitting quietly, sipping occasionally. Her blonde hair shone brilliantly against the black of her dress, and her tanned arms and legs gave her a picture of health. Emma caught her staring. "This is a lovely place. It looks years old, don't you think?" said Lauren. "Maybe. I don't know. Don't you think we ought to keep our bill, you know, small. After all, we're not paying." "You're right. Your Dad must be really good friends with the Ambassador." "I think they work together a lot, or he went to school with him. Something like that." Lauren smiled at her, watching as she turned towards the tables and carefully crossed her legs. Lauren caught a glimpse of the top of her stockings and felt a pang of hunger below. "Your table is ready, madam" said the waiter. He gestured for them to follow as he showed them to a small table laid out for only two people. "Would you like the wine list?" he asked. Lauren took the leather-bound booklet and studied it carefully, pleased to see some wines that she recognised. "Could I have a half bottle of Nuit St. Georges?" she asked. "I'm sorry madam, but we don't have half bottles." Lauren looked at Emma then at the price. It worked out at about seventy-five Swiss francs, quite good value for such a remote place. "OK, perhaps we could take the rest upstairs to our room after our meal?" "Of course, madam" said the expressionless waiter as he swept away. Their meal was relaxing, with the service impeccable. Nobody seemed to come into the restaurant, and certainly nobody left while they were seated. Lauren and Emma limited themselves to one glass of wine each, intent after tasting the wine to keep the remainder for later. "We should go into the main shopping area, you know. I hear it's not great, but there might be some local stuff to buy." said Lauren. "Yeah, I ought to get something for my Mum." "Have you got any money?" "Yeah, she gave me some as we were leaving. That's what it's meant for, I think!" Lauren sat up straight, tossing her hair back so that the candlelight shone fully into her face. "What's up?" asked Emma, looking round. "Er, just a couple of boys who've walked in." Lauren suddenly realised that she was free to chase after boys if she wanted. There was nobody to chaperone her, and for some reason boys had been very low on her list for the past few months. She decided that she wanted some man. And it might be an education for Emma, if they managed to find two suitable boys who could buy them a few drinks and maybe even take them to a club. Her energy level soared with every stolen glance in their direction. She watched as they sat. They were maybe brothers, certainly one was older than the other. Both wore dinner jackets and looked very sophisticated with dark hair, clean shaven and brilliant white dress shirts. The rest would have to wait until she could see them better. "Come on, toilet!" she whispered. "What? I'm eating!" "We'll only be a few minutes. Come on. Take a good look at them as we go past!" The girls wandered past the table, giggling very slightly to attract the boy's attention. Lauren felt their eyes inspecting her as her heels clicked on the marble floor. Her heart beat delightfully within her chest as they pushed open the door and faced each other. "Hey, the older one's OK. They took a good look at us!" "What about the other one?" "Not sure. I'll go back first, and then you follow after a few minutes. Walk slowly and make sure they see you looking at them." Emma nodded, looking at her shoes. Lauren raised her chin with her fingers. "Don't look at the ground! Tons of confidence, OK?" Lauren checked herself in the mirror, shrugged slightly and walked out, the regular step announcing her across the hallway. As she entered the darkened room, she saw the younger brother, his fork poised between his plate and mouth, his eyes moving from her feet upwards. They reached her face just as she past, giving him a bright smile that caught him off-guard. He nodded, embarrassed. Lauren sat and waited, sipping her wine slowly as she tried to work out whether the older boy could see that she was staring at him. Emma appeared across the room. Lauren was surprised to see the older boy turn as she approached, openly staring at her with the slightest of smiles on his lips. "Damn! He looked at you more than me!" said Lauren, smiling as Emma sat down. "Which one?" "The older one. I thought he was going to fall off his chair!" "The young one looks OK." After their main course, they decided that a visit to the lounge was likely to be better for them than any desert, so, instructing the waiter to bring coffee to them, they walked past the boys once more, and slowly wandered off. Lauren made sure that they were seen periodically by visiting the bathroom and looking through the leaflets next to the concierge. The lounge, not surprisingly, contained chairs. What was different was that they all looked over a hundred years old, with shiny leather seats and silver studs that ribbed the outline of the material. Groups of chairs were arrange in little enclaves surrounding squat tables that held the ashtray and nuts, decks of cards and cribbage boards. The girls sat strategically, easily seen from the doorway but away from the main traffic. They waited less than five minutes for their coffee, and no more than ten for their potential escorts. Lauren dealt the cards for want of something to do, watching all the time. "What do we do if they come over here?" asked Emma, looking around at them. "We can either have a few drinks with them, or go out somewhere. If they're not much fun then we could just go to bed. It's fun to find out though. Let's play rummy" "What do you have to do?" "You collect a group of three - either a run or three similar cards - and a group of four." "Yeah yeah, I know it. You deal!" They played quietly at first, then as the wine had it's effect, more noisily. Emma cheated openly, flicking through the pack of cards until she found what she needed. They laughed, knocking the cards on the floor and bursting out laughing like two schoolgirls. "It's weird to be alone. You know, without anyone checking up on me." said Emma. "Shh, here we go! Here comes big brother!" whispered Lauren. "May we join you?" asked the older boy. "Er, sure" said Lauren in surprise. "What are you playing?" "Rummy!" said Emma, smiling at both of them. The younger boy's eyes found her little breasts immediately. "We can start again so you can join in." she said, shuffling the deck and dealing out seven cards to everybody. They played for almost an hour, joking and relaxing as the boys ordered drinks for them on their account. The boys were brothers, twenty-two and fourteen. Both had thick dark hair and handsome, almost middle-eastern faces. Dressed in suits, dazzling white shirts with bow-ties and clearly at ease with the girls, they quickly discovered that Lauren and Emma were in a suite upstairs as guests of the Ambassador. They paired off quite naturally, stopping the game several minutes while they chatted about the city, how they came to be there and what they had seen as tourists. Lauren felt confident enough to propose a change of scenery. Lauren winked at Emma, then looked up at the ceiling. "It's so smoky in here!" said Lauren. "Why don't we play upstairs?" "That's a good idea. Do you want to use our room?" asked Stefan, the elder boy. His brother, Reudi, commented that it was so small and there was no table. "Use ours then, we've got tons of room!" said Emma enthusiastically. And so they left together, carrying their drinks into the elevator. Lauren watched Stefan's bottom as he walked, sizing it up and judging that he had firm little buttocks that she thought would be great fun. Reudi seemed a little immature, but then she decided that he was only a year older than Emma, so allowances had to be made. They both seemed well mannered and had clearly come from a family where money was no object. "Here you are, room 302." she said with fanfare as they trooped inside. The boys were impressed and Reudi immediately sat down on the sofa, testing its springs. "Come on, we'll sit at the big dining table." said Emma, clearing away the flower arrangement. Lauren threw the cards onto the table and took Stefan across to the drinks cabinet. The hotel staff had already delivered their wine, re-corked on a tray with glasses. "Make us all a drink! Use whatever you want, just make it quickly then we can play!" said Lauren, realising that her voice was louder than necessary. They played rummy again for ten minutes, until the cheating and noise became too much. Lauren thought that she had drunk too much, and knew for a fact that Emma most certainly had. Nevertheless, she had found it difficult to keep her eyes off Stefan, and the thought of having him in her bedroom alone with no parents around was very exciting. She looked up and caught him staring at her chest. He slowly moved his gaze upwards, smiling at her. "Now what shall we play?" "Strip poker!" shouted Emma, looking at Reudi. She sat at the table opposite Lauren, giving an unrestricted view between her legs and almost up to her black knickers. Stefan and Reudi looked at each other, debating whether to play. Lauren grinned at Stefan wickedly, daring him to agree. "OK, we'll play trumps." she said. "Whoever wins the trick can take one piece of clothing off someone else. That's fair, isn't it?" shouted Lauren. The rules were so simple that nobody objected. A silence fell as the first cards were dealt. Each had seven, and Lauren cut the pack to show that spades were trumps. Emma won the first hand and laughed as she looked at the others one by one. "OK, Reudi, what do you want to lose?" "Oh, why me?" he said. "Because. Now, what's it to be?" she giggled. "My shoe. This one." he said, holding up his foot. Emma walked round and knelt, undoing the laces and pulling off his black shoe. She returned to her seat and led a card. Predictably, everyone lost their shoes and socks in the first ten minutes. Both boys then lost their trousers, but Lauren seemed immune - or played very well - because she had lost only one stocking (which Stefan had taken almost two minutes to remove as he brushed against her damp knickers) while Emma had lost both. Reudi won the following trick and looked at Emma. "Emma, I'm going to take off your dress" he said, standing a little uncertainly and wobbling round to her. "Only half-way, otherwise it's not fair! You've got more things on than me and Lauren" she protested. "OK, that sounds allright" said Stefan, nodding at his younger brother. Emma stood and watched as he undid the buttons down the front, then helped him undo the cuffs. She smiled over his shoulder at Lauren as he pushed it over her arms and dropped it down to her waist. Reudi's eyes dropped to her tiny breasts and his cock lurched visibly inside her underpants. Lauren watched as he sat, the shape of his bulge clearly visible through the glass tabletop. Emma covered her breasts with her arm, hiding the nipples as her nakedness in front of the others registered. She coloured, fidgeting at the table, laying a card awkwardly but nevertheless winning the next round. "My turn. I want to take off your shirt, Reudi!" She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand as she stood and walked round to him. He twisted in his seat, never taking his eyes off her breasts, even as she pushed between his legs and reached for the top button. "Reudi, isn't she lovely?" asked Lauren. But Reudi could only nod, all his concentration focused on Emma's hands as she neared his waist and the bulge of his cock through his underpants. Lauren saw her deliberately move the shirt against it, rubbing him while she undid the remaining button. She reached up and pulled the shirt from his hairless chest and pushed it over his arms. Stefan smiled at her, then at Lauren, as if to say that someone could do that to him as well. But to his partial dismay, he won the next hand, and elected to take off Emma's garter belt. Emma looked at Lauren. "Shouldn't Reudi take off my things?" "Nothing in the rules. Anyone can do anything." Stefan helped her to stand and then with sudden inspiration lifted her laughing onto her seat so that she towered over him. He ran his hands up the back of her bare legs, his fingers feeling just inside her thighs, slowly rising over the taught moons of her bottom until he found the fastener. It popped between his fingers and he pulled it round her hips and down, the two ends meeting above her pussy as his thumbs gently rubbed her labia. Emma inhaled, wobbling slightly on the seat. He dropped the garter and took her in his strong arms. She held his neck, safe in his grasp. She offered her lips. They embraced, kissing for several seconds before the others objected. "That's not in the rules" said Lauren. He let her down onto the seat slowly, making sure that she felt his rigid cock against her hip. "There, back down, safe and sound!" he said. Emma's concern over her nakedness had gone. She picked up her cards and winked at Lauren. Lauren lost both stockings inside five minutes, and their removal by Stefan provided all the stimulation he required for the removal of his final piece of clothing.. "I win!" giggled Emma, swilling her drink. "Right, Stefan, stand up!" She moved round to him and quickly pulled at the waistband, exposing the top of his weapon. Lauren strained round her to see what she had discovered and was very pleased by the red knob and rolled back foreskin that greeted her. Emma looked in amazement. "Oh God, it's so big!" she squealed as she pulled his pants to his knees. He bobbed in front of her, red with thick veins bulging along the length. The purple head was noble, dry, and too much of a temptation for Emma. She reached out and took it in her hand, feeling the warmth and surprising stiffness of it. Her eyes bulged. "I can't get my hand round it, look!" she said, turning to Lauren. "He may be too big for you!" She turned to Reudi. "I hope you're a better size for her" she said kindly, dealing the cards. "Come on, back to your seat." Reudi won and Lauren clinked her glass against his as he stared at her bra. He walked behind her and eventually undid the clasp, allowing her breasts to fall free. Lauren looked over to Stefan and registered the delight in his eyes and his throbbing cock that prodded against the underside of the table. She lost her skirt in the next round until the two girls only had their knickers left and Reudi had his pants. "Let's cut corners! gushed Lauren. "Stefan, take off my knickers before I drown in them!" she said, standing. He missed the joke but almost lunged in her direction, his hands shaking slightly as he knelt in front of her and stared at the slick wet line that showed along the gusset of her black knickers. He pulled slowly, looking occasionally towards his brother. "Go on, take them off!" Picking up courage, he pulled them down to reveal her pubic hair. He clearly had never been so forward with a girl before, and while he had no doubt seen one naked, it was if every extra inch of flesh that was revealed was a new discovery for him. Lauren helped him the with the last bit, not just to get her knickers off but to divert his gaze that was locked onto her dampness. She looked up at Emma and Reudi. "OK, just you two left. Let's go to the sofa. Bring your drinks!" Chapter 27 They scrambled across the room, Lauren locking her eyes on Stefan's red raw cock that jutted out in front of him. She felt good, happy to be naked and ready to have sex with any one of the three others, not caring who was watching. Emma's little buttocks hardly moved as she skipped to the sofa, spilling her wine over her legs. Lauren realised that they had all had a little to much to drink, vowing that maybe tomorrow they would just have coke as they wandered around Caracas. "No, no!" shouted Lauren, "Stefan and I are going to sit here on the sofa. You two must stand and take off your underwear." She laughed, her legs sweeping up into the air as she took her seat next to Stefan. He put his arm around her, pulling her closer while she rested her hand inches from his cock. They watched as Emma and Reudi faced each other. "Lori, I'm not so sure about this!" said Emma as the reality sank in. "Don't worry, look at us, we've got nothing on, have we?" coached Lauren. Emma's eyes took in their nakedness, dwelling momentarily on the proud monster sticking out between Stefan's thighs. Reudi pulled her close, moving gently from side to side as his cock rubbed against her stomach. Emma slowly slid her warm young fingers under the waistband of his pants and pulled down, straining the material in front that caught against his cock. He pulled himself out. He was smaller than Stefan and Lauren thought maybe the same length as Jamie, but not as thick. Even so, it was probably ideal for Emma especially as Stefan was almost bound to cause her pain. Reudi came out of his trance, registering suddenly that it was his turn. He knelt in front of her, looked at the depression where the material had ridden up into her pussy, and then gently lowered her knickers, allowing them to drop to her ankles. The sight of her bald pussy startled him, his intake of breath causing Stefan to sit up and look for himself. "Oh, Emma, you're gorgeous!" he said sincerely. Lauren pulled him back against the sofa, taking hold of his cock. "I've got an idea. We should be good teachers and help Emma and Reudi tonight." "What, help them to do it nicely?" asked Stefan. "Yeah, in lots of different ways!" She jumped up, pulling him to his feet. "Right, Emma, you sit on the sofa, Reudi, kneel in between her legs. Make sure she's nice and wet!" "How?" "Lick her pussy. With your tongue. Go on!" said his brother. Reudi leaned forward, shades of doubt on his face. "Are you sure? You mean, lick down here?" "Yeah. Emma, you help him. Shift forward a little." said Lauren, gripping her by the hips and pulling her closer to the edge. "Dribble over her pussy!" she said, caressing Emma's thighs with her hands. "Look, here and around here. Gently." said Lauren, touching her labia and brushing her inner lips with the lightest of movements. She smiled at Reudi as he gained in confidence, the reluctance to put his tongue anywhere near a source of urine quickly diminishing. She watched as he slowly inched towards the little girl's pussy, his smooth tongue tasting her inner thighs, nearing her young sex as Emma widened her legs. Reudi looked up frequently for encouragement. Kissing a girl between her legs was obviously something that he had never thought about, let alone experienced. Stefan sat next to Emma and held her left thigh, watching as his brother touched her inner folds of skin, making her gasp as she finally felt his lusty tongue. He continued to arouse her as the saliva dripped down towards her anus and onto the sofa, opening her legs wider and wider until she leaned back and closed her eyes. "OK, beautiful" said Lauren. She looked at Stefan's enormous cock, throbbing against Emma's thigh and felt the pang of desire inside. She allowed them to continue for several minutes while Emma's movements became more and more lively. Reudi dug his fingernails into her thighs, gripping her for dear life while his tongue became more adventurous, teasing apart the folds of her pussy lips and tasting the sweetest nectar. Stefan reached across and slipped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her tight, turning her lips to his as he kissed her gently. Lauren moved after several minutes to break their embrace. "Now Emma, see if you can suck him!" said Lauren, guiding Reudi away from his duty, and helping Emma to slip down onto the floor. "I've only done it once before!" said Emma. Lauren glanced curiously at her, trying to recall the occasion. She decided that it must have been another of her secret encounters with Jamie. "Just swap positions. Kneel between his legs and lick his willy." Reudi settled on the sofa, grinning with pride at his brother. Emma rested her hands on the young boy's thighs, and strained her neck to get to him, licking slowly along his length. His cock sprang away from her as she rounded the sensitive head. "Like this?" asked Emma, looking up from her work. "Pull his skin back over the top, and use lots of spit. Make sure it's really wet. And keep your mouth like an 'O' or your teeth will hurt him." Lauren looked up at Reudi for confirmation and saw surprise mingled with a grin. Emma kissed the top of his cock experimentally, holding his stiff shaft cautiously as though it might explode at any time. She kept her eyes open, watching the tremors of his stomach muscles as she dribbled down his shaft, licking around the exposed purple knob and pushing her tongue around the top of his foreskin. Lauren looked on in amazement at the tricks of the little girl as she felt herself growing wetter by the minute. Emma slowly peeled the tight skin down, marveling as she saw it slip over the body of his stiff member. The veins stood proudly out, running round from bottom to top as his cock twitched with every pass of her tongue. Emma discovered how the bulb would ceremoniously pop out once the skin had gone a certain distance, and played with it delightedly while Reudi squirmed with her touch. Her left hand concentrated on his balls, probing without much care at their contents as they moved around inside. "Ooh, look!" shrieked Emma as a little cum coated the end of his cock. "Some's come out already!" Reudi opened his eyes, an apologetic look on his face. "That means he's getting ready. Time for the real thing" commanded Lauren as she turned to Stefan. "How do you think they should do it?" "Why not with Emma lying on the sofa and Reudi on top? Then we can help them as well." he said. Lauren watched as Emma laid down slowly on the sofa, her pussy lips wide and willing as her left leg crept up to rest on the back of the sofa. Stefan slid down to the floor and ran his hand over her taut young nipples. Lauren guided Reudi between Emma's legs and nodded encouragement as he rested his cock against her wet entrance. Emma sought out his cock and pulled him roughly towards her vagina, pumping him as he crawled between her legs and bent down to kiss her lips. Emma groaned with a wide smile, biting her lip in wonder as she surveyed the assembled, all gathered to maximise her pleasure. She smiled again as the throbbing head of Reudi's young cock entered her, pushing her inner lips wide apart as the purple globe disappeared inside. Emma reached out absently, found Stefan and pulled him towards her, holding his hair roughly and arching her back as they kissed. Hands wandered over her body, caressing her breasts, rubbing her nipples and grasping her buttocks as Reudi began a long, steady pumping motion. Lauren watched as his cock pushed in, exiting moments later, shiny, gripped by the sweetest folds of soft skin. She could smell the aroma of sex in the air, mingled with the wine and the richness of their evening meal. Stefan continued to kiss her, encouraging Lauren to also take part by guiding Emma's legs up off the sofa and around Reudi's back. The change of position meant that he ploughed deeper into the little girl, their skin slapping rhythmically with every stroke. Lauren leaned back and watched between his legs, his cock splitting her, the force of his stroke rocking her gently on the sofa. Her moaning increased slowly. Certainly she was not one of the silent types and was likely to give full vent to her feelings as she approached orgasm. Lauren licked her index finger and teased around the bottom of her vulva, spreading the slickness lower towards her anus. Emma made no sign of realisation of what Lauren was doing, nor any sign of disapproval, so she continued, massaging around the tight opening, twirling her finger, pushing gently against her asshole in time with Reudi's strokes. Emma reached over Reudi and gripped her feet, pulling her legs back against her chest as hard as she could, exposing her anus completely to Lauren's touch. As her moaning increased, Lauren pushed harder against her hole, introducing first her nail and then almost an inch of her finger. The heat inside the girl was intense, the muscles strong and pulsing as Reudi pounded into Emma with abandon, nuzzling against her neck as he licked her ear, his hot breath rasping with his laboured breathing. Emma shook her head, throwing Stefan from her lips as she shook, moaning with each breath, louder and louder until she pulled her legs tight up against her with all her might. Her mouth opened but only silence came out. Her eyes screwed up tight as though blinded by the light of her orgasm. Lauren kept a gentle pressure on her anus as the muscles spasmed. Emma bucked hard against the sofa, mimicking the boy's rhythm and forcing him as hard as possible against her with every stroke. Guttural grunts emanated from deep within her as Reudi continued to pound into her teenage body. After several silent seconds Emma exhaled, gripping the boy tightly round his neck as he continued to stroke. Lauren transferred her attention to him, wetting his asshole, and from the squeal from his lips, suprising him as she slowly pushed inside. She kissed his back and neck, encouraging him to continue, and was rewarded by a shuddering and amazed look on his face as his orgasm approached. With a scream, he came, and Lauren pushed as deep as she could into him, feeling the pulsing of the walls of his rectum as he shot deep into Emma's pussy. Stroke after stroke, he pounded into her, shuddering and twitching as his seed frothed around his red cock, already dribbling down the lips of Emma's pussy. He buried his head in the cushions of the sofa, nestling into her neck as the last of his orgasm pulsed through his cock. Emma pushed against his shoulders gently. He looked down between her legs and watched as he slowly withdrew his wet cock from inside her. To his obvious delight it bobbed and dribbled as he sat on his haunches. Everyone except Emma could see the flow of white cum that had already emerged from inside her. "Want to get cleaned up?" she asked. Emma shook her head, smiling as she took Lauren's hand. "Feel!" she said, guiding Lauren's hand down between her thighs. "What a lot, eh? Want to taste?" "Mmm!" Lauren scooped a little from around her vagina and offered her the finger. Emma licked, giggling so much that the others joined in. Lauren looked at her, lying down on the sofa, so happy, so young and so ridiculously sexy. "Just sit on the sofa, I'll clean you up. Nicely!" said Lauren, winking at her as she pushed her backwards against the sofa. Lauren took hold of her ankles and held her feet firmly down on the cushions. Lauren positioned herself between Emma's legs. Her bottom stuck out rudely as Stefan approached her. He shuffled on his knees, holding his proud cock with his right hand as he steadied himself with his left hand on Lauren's back. Reudi watched delightedly from his vantage point next to Emma on the sofa, his cock sticking towards the ceiling in celebration of it's first taste of action. Lauren licked along Emma's thighs while her eyes remained fixed on the young girls dribbling pussy. The tender lips were still spread, smeared in cum with her clitoris still visible between the tiny folds above her vagina. Lauren's tongue darted occasionally into the furnace of her sex, tasting the mixture of youthful lust. She buried her face in her pussy as she felt the tip of Stefan's cock part her own pussy lips. As he pushed deeper, she simply rested her head on the smoothness of Emma's stomach, drinking in the sight of her vulva, the swollen lips and the wonderful aroma of her sex. Stefan pushed steadily into Lauren, pulling her hips towards him as he filled her with his length. Lauren signed contentedly as the warming sensation of the young man permeated through her. She hugged Emma, turning to her right, brushing her cheek over the girl's stomach. She opened her eyes and was rewarded with the sight of Reudi toying with his cock, pulling the foreskin back up over the bulb, then gently moving it down again between thumb and forefinger. The cum still glistened from the tip all the way down to his crumpled balls. Lauren closed her eyes again, moving her hips to encourage more rapid stroking from her partner, while she descended again between Emma's tanned thighs. She sensed her way down between her lips, flirting with her clitoris on her way to the entrance. Her tongue strained as she pushed deep inside her; she lifted her bottom with her hands and plunged again, deeper, and to her delight found an untapped reservoir of cum ready to be lapped up. She withdrew her tongue as she felt Stefan's cock bulge inside her. Her own vaginal walls rippled with the sensation, gripping him harder as she ground her hips round against him. His fingers dug into her skin, pulling her hard against his cock at a rapidly increasing rate. Stefan brought his right hand round to her stomach as he reached for her pussy while trying to maintain his balance. He cupped her in the palm of his hand, covering her lips and holding his cock in place while his left hand sought her anus. A finger, maybe his thumb, pressed against her tight opening, sending waves of pleasure through Lauren's body. She re-doubled her efforts with Emma, pushing the little girl's bottom high off the sofa as she plunged inside her. Grunts from Stefan grew in intensity until he thrust his finger deep inside Lauren, pumping heavily with his cock as it expanded once again and he came, his strokes continuing in their strength as he emptied himself inside the naked girl. Lauren pushed against him hard, demanding he continue. She knew she still had some way to go, but was equally sure that she was in for a treat if the rumbling warmth inside was any guide. "Please, just a little more!" she pleaded. But Stefan sank to the floor, falling out of Lauren. She turned to see his cock laying against his thigh, dripping with his seed. She turned and took hold of his weapon. It was thick, sticky and definitely done for the day. He lay on the floor with his eyes closed, unaware that the other two were also watching him. Lauren turned to Emma. "Well, did you enjoy that?" she asked, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "God yeah!" Emma looked at Reudi, smiling into his eyes. Lauren saw the signal that passed between them and decided that it was time to bring the evening's entertainment to a close. Lauren watched the boys close the door quietly behind themselves, their clothes back on quickly, ties stuffed into pockets. She lay, still naked, on the sofa and left a message via the Concierge for Emma's father that everything was fine and that they would see him at breakfast. Lauren grew more annoyed as the night wore on, and even her shower with Emma seemed to heighten the irritation at being left out of the satisfaction stakes. Stefan had so much promise earlier, but maybe the drink had got to her. She watched Emma carefully as the little girl soaped herself, absently pushing her young hand between her thighs as she cleaned her pussy. Lauren thought about twisting her round and cleaning her buttocks, but felt that it wouldn't really be appreciated. She could see that Emma was still excited by what had happened that evening. They slipped into Lauren's bed and cuddled, naked. She pulled Emma on top of her, the baby softness of her shaved pussy quite wonderful. Emma slid down from her shoulder onto the pillow, her eyes fluttering closed. Lauren kissed her forehead and pulled her arm from around her shoulders, letting her drift off to sleep. They woke during the night, around three o'clock. Lauren visited the bathroom, half hoping as she sat on the toilet that Emma would creep in. But she was still asleep when she returned. She kissed her shoulder, and was surprised when Emma rolled over to return the kiss. She smiled, pleased to have someone there to share the night. They kissed, Emma dreamy, half awake, not registering Lauren's strong need for love. They joined Emma's father at eight o'clock that morning, enjoying a breakfast of yoghurt and strawberries, plus toast and coffee. The rest of the day was spent sight-seeing, although Gustav disappeared back to his room mid-afternoon to catch up on some work. Lauren and Emma were comparatively well-behaved, although she was conscious that she stared, even examined, every eligible male that came into sight. At five o'clock they were back in their room, flopped on the bed. Emma tipped out the collection of souvenirs she had amassed during the day, trying on a couple of T-shirts that looked as though they were destined for a single wash and then the bin. Lauren lay on the bed, aroused each time Emma pulled the T-Shirt over her head, her little girl breasts catching on the material, teasing her nipples into action. Lauren stared at the gap between her legs, the tight material of her knickers as it bit into the top of her thighs, the perfectly clear outline of her labia beneath the thin cotton. Her resolve was wearing thin, her ability to refrain from ripping the girl's knickers off and taking her pussy in her mouth diminishing with every T-Shirt. Thank goodness, she thought, that Emma hadn't bought underwear. What really crazed her, though, was that she knew without doubt that had she stripped her, there would only have been giggle, laughter, intense loving. Nobody would ever know and her sexual demands would have been satisfied until the need reared it's head again. But she conquered her desires, dressing quickly in a very conservative pale green floral print dress before leaving the room to watch the television. Emma emerged minutes later with a skirt and white blouse, bare legs and flip flops. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /