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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 58 
 
"She's beautiful. They both are" said Peter. Lauren kissed his chest,  
signaling the end of their voyeuristic interlude. They entered her  
room noisily, the door swinging back against the wall. The wine  
made it to her bedside table, just as they both fell onto the silk  
bedspread. She tugged her bikini top off and flipped it dramatically  
onto the carpet, allowing Peter once again to drink in the pure  
wonder of her figure. He knelt on the bed, leaning to kiss her,  
pushing her down against the crisp cotton pillows. His warm mouth  
found her lips, kissing her generously but dwelling only a little  
before venturing down to her breasts. Unable to contain herself any  
longer, she turned, waiting for him to kiss his way to her legs  
before pulling his trunks, and the object of her desire, close to her  
mouth. Resting her head on the bed, she nuzzled between his legs,  
kissing his thighs as his legs parted. She gripped his cock through  
his trunks and confirmed it was an enormous iron rod, the veins  
obvious to her touch even through his trunks. She stifled a laugh as  
she realised just how big he was. Her fingers caught the waistline of  
his trunks and pulled, allowing the thick, throbbing head of his cock  
to burst through. It shone, the skin peeled back, gathered below the  
deep red bulb. Instinctively, as though wishing to make friends with  
it immediately, she flicked the top with her tongue, delighted as it  
sprang away, bobbing back slowly as it settled for more attention. 
 
He became more courageous, kissing around her navel quickly  
before concentrating on the tanned silkiness of her young thighs.  
Without any hurry, he kissed, licked and blew warm air over her,  
stirring inside the demand that had been growing since she had  
woken up that morning. His face was smooth, his tongue pure  
luxury as it probed closer to her wetness. She shifted, only half  
concentrating on his cock as she flicked it with her tongue. He was  
closing in, holding his breath before delving under the tight bikini in  
search of her treasure. His hand went under her bottom, lifting her  
closer to his mouth, giving him room to pull down her bikini  
slightly and tease the length of her labia. 
 
"Oh yes, that's it. That's lovely." His free hand found her breasts,  
teasing her nipples in time with his tongue. "Oh, do it!" The  
wonderful contrast of the heat inside her, the warmth of his tongue  
and the cool touch of his skin alarmed her, the desire to have him  
inside strengthening with every tiny touch of his tongue. 
 
"What, anything?" he asked after kissing her pussy and pulling her  
bikini another inch lower. The beginning of her thin pubic hair  
poked out over the top. 
 
"No." She slid him into her mouth, measuring him, realising that she  
could only accommodate half of him comfortably. Clean, tasteless  
but so very strong. She shook her head. "No, everything and  
anything. Make me unconscious!" 
 
"What about the children?" 
 
"Later!" Lauren laughed, hoping that he had indeed set her up for  
the joke. 
 
With renewed passion, he kissed her pussy, probing her vagina,  
teasing firmly between her inner lips as she blossomed, her labia  
parting to allow him access to the slick wetness of her desire. His  
tongue went lower, coursing round the lower folds of her slick  
vagina, towards her anus as he pulled the material apart roughly.  
She bucked up off the bed as he touched her anus, flicking at the  
tight hole while she grabbed his cock for support. 
 
"Oh yes, that's great!" she said. 
 
"Wow, you love that, yeah?" he muttered between her cheeks.  
"Really nice, right?" 
 
"Mmm!" She shook, her thighs wobbling from the lust, wine and  
pangs of hunger that conflicted within. He grabbed the back of her  
bikini and tugged, bringing it down to her knees. Pushing her back  
onto the bed, he curled her into a ball on her side, kissed her thigh  
then disappeared down to her pussy, tight between her legs. The  
feeling of nakedness, the damp from her clothing and the afternoon  
encounter contributed to her feeling of euphoria and the kindling of  
lust deep inside. Licking and teasing, he found her vagina, pushing  
deep inside with a tongue that seemed to be endless, snaking  
around, searching out every private, intimate detail of her sex. She  
shook continually now, the excitement of their lovemaking keeping  
her bubbling with delight. He kissed her pussy openmouthed before  
twirling her round like a toy and diving once again between her  
legs.  
 
She tugged his wet trunks, pulling them straight off and tossing  
them to the floor. His cock stood way over her head, towering  
towards the ceiling. Deciding she was wetter than ever before, she  
sat up and straddled him, pushing him down on the bed, giggling at  
the look of surprise on his face as she shuffled the bikini off her  
feet. Sneaking lower down his body, she gripped his cock, guiding  
it towards her soaked pussy. The cool tip sent shocks through her  
as it touched the delightful warmth of her vagina. Another hand  
held it. She turned. 
 
"Emma! What the fuck...!" 
 
"I was watching, that's all. I just want to stay" 
 
"That's OK!" said Peter, quickly, caressing the side of Lauren's  
flushed face. 
 
"Please? I'll just sit on the bed." 
 
"How long have you been there?" 
 
"Not long! Please?"  
 
Lauren felt Peter pulling her towards him, the cock in Emma's hand  
now parting the slick lips of her pussy. She estimated his width,  
judging that it was going to hurt, although the wine would help.  
She breathed deeply, testing herself as she lowered her pussy onto  
him. "Oh yes, yes! So big!" Emma slipped onto the bed, taking her  
place by Peter's head so she too could watch the huge cock  
disappearing into her naked au pair.  
 
"Lauren, it looks huge!" She nodded, looking between her legs as  
she covered another inch. Emma laid down along the bed, her baby  
fingers plucking up the courage to find her own pussy, rearranging  
the material before tweaking her little nipples. 
 
"Take your bikini off" whispered Lauren. 
 
"Sure?" 
 
"Mmm, go on. Then pour some more wine" She did as she was  
told, stripping on the bed before sliding off. Standing beside them,  
she poured, producing a half empty glass of white wine for herself.  
Lauren moaned at her, indicating she wanted a drink. Emma  
obliged, standing inches from Peter's face as she tipped the warm  
liquid down her throat. It spilled as Lauren jogged up and down,  
trailing over her breasts before falling to Peter's chest. 
 
"Oh yes, it's all in. Oh God, it's so good, so huge!" His hips started  
their gentle rocking motion, in time with her own riding. The great  
pole slid in and out, plenty of reason for Emma to rejoin them on  
the bed, glass in hand, and sit cross legged at their side. Silently, her  
little fingers found her pussy, rubbing gently in time with Lauren. 
 
"Lori, it looks so wonderful." Lauren nodded, smiling as she  
quickened the pace. She looked down between her legs, stunned at  
the sight of her labia, bulging with every downstroke, distended like  
she had never seen before, pushed aside as his thick shining cock  
ploughed into her. Peter grabbed her breast roughly, his other hand  
on her hip, setting their speed. His face changed from pleasure to  
surprise, just as Emma sat up on her heels, giving them a perfect  
view of her young sex. Peter's hand gripped Emma's leg as he  
pumped harder, groans indicating his approaching orgasm. But  
Lauren was determined that she was going to come while split on  
his enormous cock, and stopped her pumping abruptly, leaning  
down to kiss his lips as she took all of him inside her. She leaned  
back, pulling Emma towards her, and kissed her full on the mouth.  
Emma squealed with surprise, not from distaste but because Peter  
was party to it. He pushed deep into Lauren, demanding that she  
resume her attention. Half complying, she toyed with Emma's  
breasts, and when Emma herself returned the compliment, feeling  
her tight nipples, she pumped again. Peter took hold of the other  
breast, caressing her, gripping her tight as the throes of orgasm  
approached. Lauren sensed it too now, the dam fracturing as her  
lust squeezed out of it's confinement, coursing through her body.  
She rode him faster, up and down while they held her tight, Peter  
returning her movements with his own forceful thrusts. Her pussy  
gripped him hard, rippling in absolute pleasure as she rode the wave  
of illicit sex, lust bursting through her senses. Black stars of delight  
burst behind her eyes as she shook with every single wave that  
knocked her over, such strength and lack of control making her  
scream with pleasure as at last the days of pent up lust and demand  
were satisfied. 
 
His shouts increased as he bulged inside her, shuddering  
uncontrollably as he pulsed hard, expanding painfully inside as he  
came with a groan that shook the room. Emma watched open- 
mouthed as he rammed Lauren without care, causing her to scream  
from the pain as he drove deeper and deeper into her womb. Cum  
spilled from their union, matting his hair and dripping down his  
thighs. And while Lauren relaxed slowly, her head dropping onto  
his chest, he continued to thrust into her, banging rhythmically as he  
continued to fill her. 
 
His thrusts slowed to the point of being shallow, calming and gave  
Lauren a chance to roll off him and onto her side. The girls stared  
at his cock, now lying slumped across his thigh, still thick and  
dangerous, but glistening with his cum. Emma smiled as she moved  
towards him, her eyes asking the question and his grin giving  
assent. She gripped him in her tiny hand, gasping when her fingers  
had no chance of making it all the way round. She pushed it  
against his thigh, grinning as it rolled sexily in her hand. Lauren  
flopped back on the sheets, exploring her soaking pussy. She  
scooped the thick liquid with a finger and brought it to her lips,  
tasting the glue-like consistency of his seed. 
 
"Here!" she whispered to Emma, offering her fingers. Emma closed  
her eyes as she leaned forward. Lauren smeared her finger along the  
little girl's top lip before pushing it into her hot mouth. Her pussy  
stirred yet again as she felt the teenage tongue wrap around her  
finger, cleaning it completely of the last trace of nectar. 
 
His cock bobbed again, becoming erect quickly as he watched their  
act. Lauren stirred slowly from the depths of her orgasm, curling up  
on the bed for several minutes, touching arms and legs, kissing  
them both as she mellowed gloriously. Conscious that Emma had  
joined in and no doubt expected to be entertained, she slipped off  
the bed and made her way to the bathroom. Deciding not to bother  
cleaning herself, she opened the medicine cabinet and retrieved the  
surgical gloves. With the Baby Oil in her other hand, she skipped  
back into the bedroom. Emma was stroking Peter's cock very  
slowly, while his grin and open mouth confirmed that this afternoon  
seemed to be a dream come true. She chuckled, pleased that she  
had found a way to thank him. She was a little unsure whether  
Emma should really be part of the entertainment, but the wine and  
the sight of his enormous cock won the day. She reached up into  
her cupboard and found the vibrator, left there since Mr. 'shit-face'  
had wandered out of her room on one of his flimsy excuses. 
 
Peter and Emma were now wrapped together, naked, embracing  
deeply. She could see that they were both delighted, passionate for  
their own reasons. She slipped between their legs, kissing Emma's  
thighs, arousing and awakening her to the attention she was about  
to enjoy. 
 
"Hey, look what I've got for you" she said, holding up the vibrator  
like a trophy. Peter shot her a glance of pure lust before turning  
back to Emma to smooth his hand over her breasts. Lauren ran her  
tongue over it, laughing as she realised she looked like a sex film  
actress. "Hey!" she said to Peter, "time to be nice to her. Down  
here!" He kissed Emma one last time before sliding down to join  
Lauren. They parted her legs as she fell back against the sheets,  
bringing her feet together to expose her sex. Together they kissed  
her thighs, moving slowly up to concentrate their efforts on the  
little girl folds of skin that formed her wet inner lips. Lauren  
watched, fascinated, as Peter probed with his tongue. Emma's labia  
reacted, twitching to his touch, her anus pouting gloriously as he  
took his time, kissing, sucking, flicking at her. His stiff cock pointed  
straight up against his body yet again, the huge veins deep, dark and  
threatening to explode. She brought the vibrator up to Emma's  
pussy, resting it at the entrance, judging that it was going to be  
absolutely the right size for her. 
 
"Here! I'm going up top!" she whispered. Peter took the fake cock,  
turning it slightly as he brushed it against her pussy. Lauren kissed  
her way up, over Emma's breasts and sought her lips, pushing her  
tongue deep into her mouth. Emma was breathing heavily, her  
hands quickly finding their way between Lauren's legs, smearing the  
cum that still dripped from her pussy. Lauren waited several  
minutes, listening to the girl breathing, her sighs regular, her  
muscular spasms increasing as Peter slowly pushed the tool into  
her. She watched as the first two or three inches disappeared, again  
noting the way Emma's labia was pushed aside, her clitoris on full  
view. The perfect purity of her near-hairless pussy was wonderful,  
erotic enough to convince Lauren to shift her legs, straddling the  
little girl while still facing her pussy. 
 
She sank slowly, allowing Emma to slip her arms up and grip her  
buttocks, controlling Lauren's descent. Leaning forward, Lauren  
gripped the back of her legs, pulling her closer as she placed her  
hands either side of Emma's hips. Peter adjusted the angle, pushing  
in slowly, pulling out silently as he introduced more and more of the  
vibrator. Lauren sank a little more, hands gripping her buttocks as  
Emma could at last reach her pussy with her tongue. Lauren knew  
that her face would be covered with Peter's cum in next to no time,  
and from the feelings that shot through her pussy, realised that it  
was exactly what Emma wanted. 
 
"Oh Emma, that's it. Lick me, you love!" 
 
"Oh Lauren, it all feels so good." she sighed. Her nose was now  
pressed hard against Lauren's tight brown hole, while her tongue  
strained to venture as deeply as possible inside her pussy. Lauren  
sank lower, her lips kissing down along the little girl's thighs  
towards her pussy. Contorting, she flicked at her clitoris briefly.  
Sensing her orgasm, she leaned up and pulled Emma's legs  
together, tightening the entrance for Peter. He knelt in front of the  
girls, his cock arrogant, dominating. One hand held the vibrator  
while his other, slick with Emma's own sexual oil, massaged her  
anus. But his rhythm never faltered.  
 
Lauren pushed Emma's knees down against her chest, still leaving  
her pussy tight, stuffed with the vibrator, but bringing her anus into  
reach. She nodded at Peter, signaling it was time to put her out of  
her misery. He increased his pumping, instantly producing a  
groaning from Emma that contained a high-pitched squeal with  
every breath she took. Holding Emma's ankles in her left hand,  
Lauren reached down and teased her anus, pushing hard against the  
entrance. Emma bucked, her body wracked with spasms that  
needed both of them to control. She cried, sobbing with pleasure as  
her muscles went into overdrive, her legs thrashing against Lauren's  
strong grip. Lauren thrust her finger hard into Emma's anus and  
pushed her way over the edge. Peter pounded into her, matching  
Lauren's efforts and gripping Emma hard so that the vibrator  
continued it's clean thrusting into the teenager's sex. Real tears  
flowed from Emma's eyes, mixing with the streaks of cum that had  
oozed from Lauren's pussy. 
 
Lauren moved her finger as she felt the contractions subside,  
producing yet another wave of pure pleasure for the girl. Peter had  
stopped, allowing the focus to be on her bottom for a short time,  
but as Lauren slowed, he started again, carefully, gently, pulling the  
tool almost all the way out before gently pushing back in, not the  
whole length but only a couple of inches. They could hear Emma  
sobbing gently beneath Lauren, her fingers gripping her waist, nails  
pressed deep into her skin. He pulled out slowly, her whole pussy  
red, soaked, so open that they could see pure darkness inside.  
Lauren pushed hard into her anus, her whole middle finger  
disappearing. Emma grabbed her bottom, pulling her closer so that  
she could once again lick her pussy. Kisses showered her clitoris,  
her anus and the slick skin of her thighs. Lauren whispered to Peter.  
Picking up the vibrator once again, he turned the black knob at the  
bottom, smiling as it burst into life and produced a soothing hum.  
He dabbed Emma's thighs with it, introducing her to the idea  
slowly. But she was more than ready, bucking to his touch, shifting  
to try and align her pussy with the source of the throbbing. 
 
He ran it lightly along her labia, causing Emma to gasp. She pushed  
her hips up but Lauren held her down with the finger deep in her  
anus. Peter focused the buzzing cock on her inner lips, flicking  
them with the faintest of touches, leaving her imagination to run  
riot. Emma's tongue found Lauren's vagina, pushing hard inside, a  
feeling that Lauren realised she had missed since their wicked  
weekend away with her father. Emma shuddered, gripping Lauren's  
finger with the depths of her anus, squeezing as another sweet wave  
of pure pleasure consumed her body, carrying Lauren with her, a  
surge rather than a jolt that her pussy celebrated by pumping  
another ripple of cum over Emma's sweet face. The two girls  
moaned in unison, gripping each other tightly in their joy and  
intimacy. Still squatting over Emma, Lauren lifted her head, pulling  
her sticky finger from the girl's bottom as Peter switched off the  
buzzing cock. Lauren stretched and ran her fingers through her  
hair, moaning as she exercised her tight muscles, massaging her  
breasts with her hands as sleep threatened to invade their afternoon.  
 
She slumped onto the bed, reached over to her night table and  
grabbed her wine, balancing precariously as the others moved on  
the bed. She slurped noisily, laughing with Peter as they all drank  
and looked at the arrangement of limbs on the bed. Peter was still  
very much erect, his cock throbbing, veins extruded along it's  
length. They heard the sound of feet padding along the hallway.  
Deciding that any attempt to cover herself was pointless, she turned  
awkwardly to the door. Jamie, closely followed by Julie, appeared,  
clad in white towels.  
Chapter 59 
 
"Is everyone allright?" asked Jamie, a look concern moving through  
surprise into lust. "We heard noises." 
 
"It was us. We've been playing games. Talking about the weather."  
said Lauren. 
 
"Oh right. Much easier with your clothes off, eh?" They ventured  
into the room. 
 
"Well, what about you two? Reading a novel?" 
 
"Yes!" said Julie, laughing. She too seemed to have had too much  
wine as well, and mixed with the sun and Jamie's wandering hands,  
was in a giggly mood. She sat on the side of the bed, taking in the  
facts that lay before her, the tell-tale smears. She picked up the  
vibrator, squealing when it started to buzz. "Hmm, I'd rather have  
you!" she smirked, staring at the bulge underneath Jamie's towel.  
Lauren swigged her wine, pouting as she drained the glass. Peter  
obliged by refilling, carefully positioning himself so that his cock  
was hardly visible to Jamie and Julie. 
 
"Not yet! First we have to give you a medical!" said Lauren, almost  
shouting. Peter laughed loudly at her crude attempt to introduce a  
game into the afternoon's entertainment. "Be quiet, or I'll operate  
on you!" She grabbed Julie and pulled her onto the bed, flattening  
her as she leaned on her shoulders. Emma caught the mood, moving  
to Julie's side as Lauren slithered erotically on all fours over the bed  
to retrieve the latex gloves. "Now, I'm Doctor Lauren, you're my  
patient. And I'm going to make you feel a lot better!" 
 
Lauren lifted her head, arranging the girl's damp black hair neatly  
underneath her. Her round cheeky face glowed from the sun and  
wine, her eyes following Lauren as the others gathered beside her.  
Peter knelt by her hips, his cock, for once, limp against his thigh.  
He cuddled Emma fondly, exchanging glances with Jamie and  
Lauren opposite as they settled for the impromptu play. 
 
"I'm going to cover your eyes so you can concentrate on the  
treatment, OK?" asked Lauren as she draped her bikini bottom over  
Julie's face to a chorus of giggles. "Now, what seems to be the  
problem?" 
 
"Well, doctor, I keep feeling so sexy. All day, every day!" replied  
Julie without sincerity. 
 
"Oh well, I'm going to have to give you a complete examination,  
little girl. My assistants will also be helping, OK?" 
 
Julie nodded, grinning at Lauren's patter. Lauren sat by the girl's  
head, shamelessly showing her pussy to Peter and Emma opposite.  
She could feel the cool cum still dribbling, sticking her to the silk  
bedspread. She vowed to clean it in the morning, along with the  
sheets which she hoped to ruin with Peter later in the day. She  
briefly recalled the sight that Juan and Julie had made during the  
show they had produced for the General. The sight of her generous  
breasts and the athletic shape of her young body. She knew that  
Julie needed Jamie inside her, and that probably their cries had  
interrupted them in their love-making. Reaching over Julie, she  
grabbed a pair of latex gloves and snapped them on. 
 
"OK, now we're ready." She massaged her neck and shoulders.  
"Any problems here?" Julie shook her head, her breathing shallow.  
Only Lauren noticed the little kick in Peter's cock as it slid up his  
thigh. "Jamie, see if there's anything wrong with her ability to kiss,  
please" He leaned down, moving Lauren's knickers up a little before  
covering her mouth with his, his cheeks moving as he pushed his  
tongue into her mouth. She groaned slightly, squirming on the bed,  
her hand locating his legs and pushing between as a reward. 
 
"Very good, that seems fine. Now let's have a look a little lower,  
OK?" suggested Lauren. She tugged at the knot in the towel, then  
peeled back the layers to expose the top of her breasts just above  
her nipples. Lauren dripped oil lightly over her chest, massaging  
with her gloved hands as the skin developed a golden shine. Julie  
didn't seem to have expected quite such an intensity as the fingers  
toured, probing lower under the towel until her full breasts came  
into view. Her young mounds were lightly tanned, just as the rest of  
her body, less firm than Lauren but nipples that were a clear  
indication of her need for release. "How does that feel?" asked  
Lauren, shifting on the bed. Julie simply nodded but Lauren wasn't  
watching. Oblivious to the company, and caught up in her own  
performance, her right hand dropped between her legs, toying with  
her labia, reassuring that her own pussy had not been forgotten.  
Peter watched intently, his cock jerking again, almost vertical.  
 
"Jamie, can you carry on with the massage treatment while I check  
down below?" The boy grinned, clearly relieved that she was  
inviting him to take part in the action rather than Peter. Lauren  
ventured further, unwrapping the girl and eventually parting the  
final covering that hid her pussy. She remembered the fine covering  
of hair over her pussy, could almost taste and feel her when she had  
been forced over her mouth, Juan's cum dribbling over her face. She  
took the oil again and dripped it down through her pubic hair,  
seeking out the wonderful cleft between her labia. Even with her  
legs together, Lauren could see she was aroused, the young pink  
folds of skin that normally hid her clitoris had pushed out already,  
emerging between her labia but still concealing her ultimate jewel. 
 
"Let's have a look here, shall we?" Lauren ran her middle finger  
between her legs, using her hand to gently part her thighs. The heat  
from the girl was astonishing, radiating through the gloves,  
seemingly transmitted down to her own pussy, energising her lust,  
bringing it to boiling point. Julie shifted her legs, opening herself to  
the assembled crowd. Emma watched intently, caressing the girl's  
stomach, following Lauren's path as her fingers closed in on her  
sex. Lauren noticed her pussy, naked, so inviting between her legs,  
still aroused from the loving it had received fifteen minutes before.  
"Ahh yes, I think I know the problem. You seem to need something  
hard inside you. Perhaps these fingers will help?" A single, slick  
finger produced a sigh of relief as Lauren used her other hand to  
press down on the girl's mound. Emma's hands followed while  
Jamie continued to kiss her and attend to her breasts. 
 
Lauren looked at Peter, his cock now more than ready for action.  
"Take her feet, please, and push them towards her. Yeah, that's it."  
Julie's legs were now parted, her pussy fully revealed. Lauren  
pushed two straight, oily fingers into the girl, feeling her way along  
the wondrous canal that Jamie would fill in a matter of minutes. She  
pulled back, watching the lips follow her fingers. With her left hand,  
she opened her, spreading the covering of her clitoris, exposing her  
to the full view of everybody. Her right hand felt along the length of  
her labia, the slick gloves sending tremors through the girl's limbs.  
Then despite the oil, Lauren descended, licking at her clitoris,  
following the trail of oil between her labia. Julie's hips trembled  
involuntarily, and Peter's grip on her feet and his caress of her  
thighs only served to arouse her further. Lauren knew she would  
love to have been lying down on the bed in her place, feeling four  
pairs of hands attending to her, the slick oil accentuating the touch  
of fingers while the sheer thought of nakedness, exposure,  
examination would have probably sent her hurtling into oblivion.  
They caressed her for maybe five minutes, exchanging glances as  
she became almost hyper-active.  
 
"Now I need to check that you are really ready enough." She  
reached for the vibrator, lewdly running the cock along the length  
of the girl's vagina, turning it for maximum effect, oiling it for  
action. "Deep breath while we insert this into your pussy please!"  
Lauren's speech was slurred, laboured, amusing to all around her.  
She swayed slightly, her balance poor, as she positioned herself  
next to Peter. "Nice and wide now, Peter!" He pushed her feet  
closer to her bottom, spreading her legs further. Lauren twirled the  
vibrator once more before resting it against the swollen lips of her  
sex.  
 
"God, put it in! Now!" she gasped, writhing on the bed, anxiety  
etched across her face, fear that Lauren might stop. 
 
"Can you feel it?" 
 
"Of course, push!" she hissed, her hips rising, demanding. 
 
"Now what do you feel?" asked Lauren, glancing at Peter in  
recognition of their game. 
 
"It's going in. It's hard, cool. Oh! Now it's deep in me, yes that's it!" 
 
"That's about four inches. Do you want more?" 
 
"Yes..for christsakes!" Lauren pushed slowly, turning the tool as it  
disappeared, now massaging her clitoris but careful not to make her  
come at that moment. 
 
"There, that's it. Six inches I think. Now it's coming out!" Julie  
gripped Lauren's arm, imploring her to push it back in. The girl's  
pussy wrapped all the way round the cock, sealing it perfectly.  
Lauren moved the tool up and down, fascinated by the elasticity of  
her pussy. Holding it with her left hand, she touched the girl's anus,  
spreading the oil around, teasing a little inside. She pushed the  
vibrator back in, setting up a very slow rhythm that would not be  
enough to make her come. The audience watched in amazement.  
All, in Lauren's opinion, would love to have been Julie. Even Peter,  
she thought, might have been tempted to have something in his  
bottom, although maybe not with Jamie present. 
 
Finally, Lauren decided that it was time for the finale. 
 
"OK, last check." She rolled Julie onto her stomach, gripped her  
hips and brought her up onto her knees, keeping the vibrator in  
place. "I'm going to check your pussy in action, OK?" As the  
knickers fell from her face, Julie looked around at the 'medical  
assistants'. She swayed with the wine and power of the moment,  
taking another swig with Lauren as the bottle neared empty.  
 
"Right, now push, push it out of your pussy" said Lauren, twisting  
the vibrator. Helping slightly, she got it moving as Julie gasped,  
trying to coordinate her muscles. "Push!" It slowly emerged, much  
to everyone's fascination, and plopped onto the bed. The boys  
applauded while Julie turned a deeper shade of red. 
 
Lauren moved to her side, noticing the girl's fine figure in detail.  
The clean, smooth curve of her head dipped graciously down along  
her neck. The dark hair fell straight down, shining, cut  
professionally. Her breasts hung well, nipples breaking the smooth  
curve that led to her hips. Her long, athletic legs showed a  
gentleness, parting in a most feminine way to reveal her small  
pussy, fringed with only a tiny covering of short, jet black pubic  
hair. Her mound was smooth, with no hint of having been shaved.  
Lauren's stomach churned at the discovery of the wonder of her  
figure and her hands trembled as she grasped her buttocks. "Part  
your legs a little more. That's great. Now I'm going under you, stay  
still!" She slipped underneath, squirming up until her head was  
between the girl's legs, inches from her pussy, with a clear view of  
her clitoris. "Emma, help your brother, make sure he's ready,  
right?" She saw Emma, drunkenly pulling at his towel, shrieking  
loudly as it feel away to reveal his stiff cock. 
 
"Come on, here, I'll help!" she said. Lauren caught the briefest of  
flashes of her pussy and the tight muscles of her thin legs. For a  
moment, she debated who she would spend the night with, Peter or  
Emma. Perhaps both, perhaps all of them. Even the thought of  
seeing, perhaps feeling, Jamie's cock excited her. She leaned up,  
neck muscles aching, as she kissed Julie's pussy, licking gently  
before falling back against the sheets. Then Jamie arrived, his cock  
steered by Emma's tiny hand. The red helmet glistened as it  
approached Julie. Lauren reassured her, reaching down to cup her  
breasts in her tight latex gloves as he pushed slowly against the  
opening of her vagina. Lust coursed through her body. The boy's  
balls were loose, swaying beneath him. Her hands moved to the  
girls hips, steadying her as he pushed again, parting her labia,  
entering her silently. Her labia curled, bulged, moved out of the  
way as he slid deeper, distending her vagina, filling her such that  
she sighed with relief. 
 
Julie pushed back, demanding more. Jamie gave it to her, his balls  
now hard against her pussy. Lauren pulled her lower, kissing her  
clitoris as gently as possible while Jamie picked up his rhythm. She  
heard Emma giggle, sighs accompanying movement on the bed.  
Peter had slipped his arm around her and pulled her onto his lap.  
Braced against the wall, they leaned on the pillows, watching her  
brother, kissing occasionally. Lauren strained to hear their  
conversation, filling in the blanks with a reasonable guess. 
 
Emma had straddled Peter, sitting across his legs, facing him. His  
huge cock was between them, an object of absolute fascination for  
the little girl. She held it with both hands, guiding the skin up and  
down as she felt the surges of growth and analysed the quiet moans  
from the man. His hands found her breasts, tweaking her nipples  
before she demanded kisses. Taking her face between his hands he  
kissed her on the lips, their tongues exploring rapidly. Peter took  
full advantage of the moment, skimming over her back, down to her  
tight little buttocks. His middle finger pushed between her buttocks,  
circling as it found her anus. To his obvious surprise, she lifted  
herself, allowing him greater access. His tongue thrust into her  
mouth, a reward for the attention from her hands and the access to  
the tiny, puckered hole. 
 
Lauren recognised the moans, the same that had filled the room  
once before, the night that the thunder of the raging summer storm  
had mixed with the groans of their animal pleasure. Her tongue  
flicked at Julie's clitoris as much as the girl's movement would  
allow, every thrust from Jamie pushing her sex over Lauren's face.  
His balls rubbed over her forehead, preceded by his slick shaft,  
ploughing in to her vagina, withdrawing so that the red bulb just  
reappeared before shooting back inside, delivering yet more  
pleasure. Lauren felt Julie leaning down to kiss her thighs, long  
dark hair trailing over her pussy delightfully. She squeezed her  
breasts hard, twirling the tight nipples between her latex- covered  
fingers in appreciation of the kiss before slowly parting her legs to  
allow Julie greater access to her hot pussy. The girl dived  
immediately, lapping along her luscious labia, tasting the remnants  
of Peter's loving. Their tongues complimented and copied each  
other, deep inside, any variation in speed dictated by Jamie's  
pounding from behind. 
 
Lauren knew that she was unlikely to come, but that was  
unimportant compared to Julie and Jamie. She watched as the boy  
shuddered, his rhythm faltering as he realised that orgasm  
approached. His groans increased with his grip on her, digging his  
nails into her hips as he pulled her viciously back against his stiff  
rod. Lauren wrapped her legs around Julie's head, trapping her head  
hard against her pussy. She made no effort to pull back and simply  
shook, gurgling strangely, her head resting on the bedspread, as her  
own orgasm took hold. Without warning, Jamie shrieked in  
pleasure, pumping into the girl was renewed pace, cum spurting  
wildly out with every plunge he took. Out of control, he thrust into  
her repeatedly, filling her pussy with days and days of unsatisfied  
needs. 
 
Julie buried herself hard against Lauren's pussy, lying there,  
savoring the sweetness of their joint orgasm, digging her nails into  
Lauren's legs as she held on for dear life. She shuddered for several  
minutes, Jamie slowing his pumping as her orgasm crested and  
drifted into the distance. Her tongue flicked lightly while her face  
savoured the softness of Lauren's thighs and the intimacy of their  
lovemaking. Even Peter groaned as they came, his view of Julie's  
face blocked by her hair, but the girl's tongue and it's exploration of  
Lauren's pussy quite visible from where he lay. Julie collapsed, her  
wobbly legs unable to hold Jamie any longer. He slipped out of her,  
a pool of cum quickly forming at the entrance to her vagina,  
gathering before flowing down towards her clitoris, dripping from  
her slick folds onto Lauren's face and hair. Within minutes, Lauren  
had teased much of it from her pussy, her face covered, to her  
delight, with the familiar feel of a man's cum. 
 
Emma turned Peter's head round, bringing his attention back to  
their loving. Her thin legs and little buttocks were still positioned  
between his own, her pussy aroused, nipples firm as she continued  
to stroke his cock with both hands. His finger found her bottom,  
pushing slowly inside her, finding no resistance. Kissing him hard,  
she pumped her hands as fast as she knew as groans increased and  
he shuddered, preparing himself for the imminent orgasm. Breaking  
their kiss, she bent down, pressing the top of his cock against her  
lips. Peter squealed as he watched her part her lips and take the first  
two inches inside her mouth. After that, there was no way he could  
hold back. Raising his buttocks slightly, he gripped her head tight  
and then exploded, pumping huge jets of cum into the girl's mouth.  
He wrenched her lips from his huge shaft, giving them both a view  
of the streaks of cum that shot from the bulging slit in his cock,  
through the air, into her hair and over her face.  
 
Lauren and Jamie watched the display, mesmerised by the look of  
glee on Emma's face, astonished as she bathed her hands in the cum  
that dripped down his cock and then spread over her young breasts.  
All except Jamie seemed covered in cum, Lauren especially with a  
copious covering over her pussy and rivulets down her cheeks.  
They lay there, exhausted, limbs scattered, intertwined, touching in  
the aftermath of their loving. Julie nuzzled into Lauren, smiling at  
her in thanks. They shifted around, kissed and held each other  
close, their lips pecking occasionally.  
 
Julie caressed the side of Lauren's face. "I've never, ever come like  
that. Never!" 
 
Lauren grinned, looking down at her breasts. The mounds were  
generous, a young, full shape with nipples that were enticing. She  
gathered them in one hand as she returned the kiss. "You're  
welcome!" 
 
"Lori, I'm sorry if we teased you that afternoon. You know, with  
the General and ..." 
 
"Shh, it's OK. I enjoyed some of it. I enjoyed you!" Lauren reached  
down between their bodies, the palm of her hand gently resting over  
her pussy. Julie murmured her appreciation. She scooped up the  
stickiness and caressed her breast, spreading some over her own  
stiff nipples. She felt Peter's eyes on her, knew she was entertaining  
him way beyond anything he could possibly have imagined, even  
though he knew her sexual persuasion, (more or less) from  
conversations on the plane and their escape from Maria. "You are  
so pretty, you know?" 
 
Julie reached under the pillow, retrieving the vibrator and brought it  
up to her lips. Smiling at her own actions, she licked it erotically  
before trailing the knob down between Lauren's breasts, over her  
stomach and between her thick, wet labia. Lauren raised her left  
leg, opening herself. Julie found her vagina easily, angled the tool  
and pushed it, filling her in a single, slow, smooth motion. Lauren  
grabbed her arms, shocked at the sudden feeling, the depth, the  
thought of having an audience yet again as a girl made love to her. 
 
"Wine. I need more!" said Lauren, rolling onto her back. The cock  
poked out less than an inch. She swigged from the bottle, the force  
of the wine catching her by surprise, spilling between her lips over  
her chest and the bed. The effect was immediate, her head  
swimming as the bed seemed to turn very slowly. Hunger pangs  
reminded her that she hadn't eaten since their lunch in the square. 
 
"Lori, isn't it my turn with that?" asked Emma, rolling over, nestling  
in behind Julie. Her face and hair bore the evidence of Peter's  
orgasm, strings of cum caught in her blonde curls. The boys cocks  
were stiff, bobbing expectantly once again. 
 
"Maybe later" answered Lauren, flat on her back. The ceiling  
moved without her permission. Julie giggled and leaned across and  
flicked the switch. The deep feeling woke her, enlivened her, but  
somehow didn't feel quite as erotic as she would have expected.  
She laughed, the wine rising in her throat, signaling that enough  
was enough. "First you'll have to catch me!" She decided to make  
for the kitchen. They could cook, eat, then sober up enough to  
party well into the night. Naked or not, it really didn't matter  
anymore. Everyone had seen everything. There were no secrets  
anymore about their bodies, their sexual proclivities. She swung off  
the bed laughing, the vibrator firmly wedged inside her pussy. With  
her left hand holding her pussy just in case, she teased Emma,  
standing by the bed, beckoning her. Emma rose to the bait,  
slithering across Peter, her bother and Julie, presenting her sweet  
pussy to them all as she made a grab for Lauren's waist. Lauren  
lurched back, laughing drunkenly again, grabbing the empty wine  
bottle from the bedside table with her latex-gloved hand. 
 
"What was that?" asked Jamie, looking round the room. 
 
"Fuck knows!" squealed Lauren, watching Emma intently. She  
turned for the door, making sure that Emma had at least a slim  
chance of catching her. Her oily fingers slipped on the door knob,  
and as she swung round, a dribble of cum spun from her hair,  
hitting the woodwork. Jamie and Julie leaned up on the bed,  
watching the chase, they too laughing and cheering as Lauren slid  
onto the marble floor, the wine bottle thumping against the wall.  
Her tanned body radiated health, her firm buttocks and breasts, her  
full figure in complete contrast to the young, schoolgirl figure of  
Emma, in the very beginnings of her sexual development. Emma  
was possibly three paces behind, reaching forward as she ran to try  
and grab the vibrator between Lauren's legs. 
 
"Give me the cock, you! You've had it long enough!" shouted  
Emma in mock anger. 
 
"Come and get it. Then I can ram it into you!" 
 
They giggled loudly, Lauren slowing slightly as she lurched down  
the hall. Her feet were unsure, the walls of the hallway seemed  
uninviting, carelessly moving as they tried to thrown her off  
balance. The lounge beckoned, fifteen feet away. She turned again,  
blood pounding in her head, the hall spinning. Her stomach churned  
with the all too familiar feeling of excessive wine. Thoughts of the  
night with the soldiers, her dancing, the rape, the bomb, all came  
back. The bomb. The feeling of pain, the taste in her mouth. All  
seemed so real. She felt the little girl's hand on her buttocks. 
 
"Got you. Got your pussy!" laughed Emma, fit to burst. Lauren  
noticed behind her that Jamie and Julie had emerged from her  
bedroom, following in their wake. She felt her hands between her  
legs and slowed slightly so that Emma could grab hold of the switch  
on the vibrator. The buzz echoed down the long, marble hallway,  
sounding like a particularly obnoxious fly. 
 
"Oh, you gorgeous girl. That's it!" sighed Lauren as Emma held her  
leg and pulled it slowly out. Lauren dragged her onto the carpet of  
the lounge, turning quickly so that Emma lost her grip. They both  
laughed loudly as Lauren backed into the lounge, Emma at her  
knees with her hand gripping the vibrator as though it might  
disappear back into her cum-soaked pussy. Lauren caressed her  
face lovingly, leaning down as though to pull her up to kiss her. She  
stared into her eyes, noting that where total rapture had been,  
danger and disaster lurked. 
 
"What?" slurred Lauren. Emma nodded into the distance behind.  
Lauren turned. She knew full well even when she saw the feet. Her  
heart lurched, the first beat sending a shock wave of blood through  
her body. The ceiling moved, as though the film had been spliced  
badly, a section lost forever. 
 
The second beat affected her knees, weakening her. Voices from  
the hallway, laughter, naked feet echoed in her mind, adding to the  
foreboding. The legs in front of her confirmed it. She didn't have a  
chance to check out the face. Before the third beat, her brain called  
it quits. She slumped to her knees, a reflex action extending her arm  
towards the carpet. The wine bottle fell. Her head drifted into the  
carpet and blackness. 
 
Red wine gurgled from the bottle, puddling, ruining the carpet by  
the entrance to the lounge. Emma gasped and dropped to the floor  
next to Lauren. Looking up, she studied the woman. Emma  
nodded, not out of any sense of welcome, but merely confirming  
her thought that this was going to take some explaining. She  
reached down, as discretely as possible, and pushed her left hand  
between Lauren's legs. The woman looked at her in disgust, anger.  
A man was seated on the sofa. She thought he was slightly to the  
left of where she had made love to Jamie. His head was in his hands  
as he groaned. Emma flicked the switch on the vibrator, pleased  
with the ensuing silence. 
 
"Wassup?" shouted Julie as she rounded the corner. She stared at  
Emma and Lauren, oblivious to the visitors. Emma turned with the  
sternest look she could muster, but too late to prevent Julie almost  
falling over Lauren's feet and ending up astride her. She lurched,  
laughing, her breasts swaying, her wonderful, proud pussy covered  
in cum. "I know, too much wine or fucking" offered Julie, her face  
and voice dropping as she noticed they had company. Jamie joined  
her, his cock still pointing almost vertically, the foreskin peeled way  
back. 
 
The woman moved towards Lauren and Emma. "I assume, young  
lady, you're Emma?" She nodded glumly. "You can call me Mrs.  
Gisal." she said, pursing her lips. She turned to the sofa. "And this  
is my husband." She breathed very deeply, looking for fresh air.  
"We've come to... " She breathed in once again, stifling the pressure  
to cry. "We've come to make sure that Lauren is all...." Her  
composure broke and she fled to the sofa, muffled wails filling the  
room. He put his arm around her, pulling her closer, shaking his  
head as he dragged his gaze from the naked gathering to stare  
once again at the  carpet between his feet.  
 
The End of Lauren Gisal Book 2


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