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THE USUAL WARNINGS:
This is a work of fiction by a twisted mind. If you are
offended by graphic descriptions of natural and/or unnatural
sexual acts, if you are underage, or if this type of
material is illegal where you are, don't read any further.
This is a fantasy. You will have to loosen your clench on
reality a little when you read it. This is a tale in which
physical acts and human responses are not limited to, nor
necessarily based in, reality. Some acts and responses in
this story may be physically impossible and/or
physiologically improbable.
Also, as is the case with most of the stories in this
newsgroup, all the women in this story are beautiful;
gorgeous, even. Gravity has not caused their breasts to
droop nor have wrinkles creased their unblemished faces.
The men (the leading men, at least) are hung like bulls.
They can get it up and keep it up often and at will. In
this special little fantasyland, there are no STDs, morals,
or unwanted pregnancies; and guilt is a four-letter word.
But most important of all, no amount of strength of
character, courage of convictions or moral beliefs stand a
chance against an erotic stimulus. This can be as benign as
an accidental glimpse of a bared ankle or as stimulating as
a whipping on the genitals.
For those of you who didn’t understand the preceding
statements, GO AWAY!
This story is intended for the salacious entertainment of
consenting adults. Do not try to do any of the things
described in this story. You will injure yourself or your
partner. Or be arrested, or shot by her father....
If you are under 18 years of age, GO AWAY! This story will
burn your eyeballs and fry your brain.
If material of a strong sexual nature is prohibited where
you are, GO AWAY!
By continuing, the reader accepts all responsibility for any
disgust, revulsion, jail sentences, or pleasure that results
from reading this story. If you don’t, GO AWAY!
You have been warned!
If you enjoy this story and feel the urge to post it on a
<free> site, at least give me (NightShade) credit for it.
So, stick your tongue firmly in your cheek and enjoy the
story!....?
NightShade
(FF, MF, oral, vaginal, anal, light bd, light sm, rom)
Mr. Walter’s Helper
by NightShade
12/96
Chapter 16
It was daybreak before they finally got to sleep. There
were no more virgin orifices in the young girl by many times
over. Each time after a bout of sex, she would revive his
flagging organ with her youthful, energetic body in
inventive ways. She never ceased to amaze him with her
energy and willingness to do whatever seemed to come into
her head or whatever he asked of her.
It was late morning when a soft knocking came at the door of
their trailer. Opening the door, he saw Beth and Jane had
arrived and were standing at the door of the trailer in the
gray foggy light of a stormy day on the beach. It didn’t
look like a good day for filming. More like a day for
indoor activities.
“Sssshhh,” he told them. “Suzy’s still asleep.”
“Yeah, we know,” Beth said with a giggle. “We heard you
all night. We got in to the trailer next door just as ‘Mr.
Walters’ was fucking the shit out of someone’s ass hole.
You know, you can hear everything but whispers through that
wall. And there wasn’t much whispering going on in here.”
She winked at Elmer.
Elmer blushed in sudden embarrassment.
“Did you save any for my back door, big fella?” she asked
teasingly, reaching up and grasping the end of his limp cock
which hung below the short robe he had thrown on to answer
the door. Both girls burst into giggles at his expression.
Elmer was clearly a man in love with the teenager, but also
clearly a man in lust with women in general, especially
anyone who had a gentle hold on his cock at the moment. His
conflicting emotions and feelings showed clearly in his torn
expression.
A sudden flurry of rain forced both girls up the two steps
and into to the small trailer. Crowding into the tiny
kitchen, Elmer asked if they would like some coffee.
Busying himself with the task, the three friends settled
down into a quiet conversation while the storm raged
outside. They talked of small things and the coming shoot,
and the increasing possibility it wouldn’t happen at all.
Jane informed him that the other two models had canceled
because of the weather.
The noise of a shower came and went. Suzy appeared in the
door with a towel wrapped loosely around her. The short
towel barely covered her boobs but clearly revealed her
cunt. Greeting both of the models with broad smiles, she
looked at Elmer.
“I need *Mr. Walters* in here,” she said, stressing his
name.
Elmer glanced up in surprise at the code words. He was even
more surprise when his battered, deflated cock perked up.
The two models, having figured out the special code of the
two new lovers while listening in during the long night, hid
their bursts of laughter behind spontaneous coughing.
Seeing ‘Mr. Walters’ poking his head up from under the robe
caused even more fits of coughing.
Elmer made his way to the bedroom door where Suzy was
standing. Reaching up to him with both arms, she wrapped
them around his neck. The towel fell down between them.
He reached down and grabbed her by the back of the thighs.
Lifting her up, she quickly caught on to his intent and
wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind
his back. She searched for the head of his prick with her
gaping pussy. Feeling it slip into her, she laid her head
on his shoulder and began to nibble on his ear. She felt so
comfortable with him buried deep in her cunt. They were not
moving, just allowing the feelings to wash over them.
As she nibbled his lobe, she saw that Jane and Beth had not
been idle. Jane had spread herself out across the small
table, her legs hanging over each side. Propping herself up
on her elbows and lifting her hips, she urged Beth to remove
her shorts and panties. Bare from the waist down, she
commanded Beth to eat her out. Beth was in the process of
feasting on the delicious breakfast buns on the table and
had slipped one hand down her own shorts to finger her own
pussy.
Suzy watched the action in the trailer. Elmer started to
move into the bedroom and privacy, but Suzy stopped him.
“Don’t move, lover. I want to watch them.”
A quick glance behind him showed him the erotic tableau she
was watching.
“OK.”
Several minutes later Suzy began to whisper in his ear. She
had been thinking and she needed to talk with him.
“Elmer?”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you for last night.”
“Uh-huh”
“Did you mean it?
With everything that had happened and everything that was
said last night, that was kind of a vague question.
“Did I mean what?”
“That you want to marry me.”
“Oh. That. Yes, I really meant it. I still do.”
He flexed his cock to emphasize his meaning.
“ooooooohhhhh. Stop that, silly. I need to talk with you.
And I can’t think and fuck at the same time. I like fucking
too much. So be still.”
She nipped his ear for emphasis.
“OK, OK! What did you want to talk about?”
“Have you fucked Jane and Beth?”
The question made ‘Mr. Walters’ start to pull back into his
body in self defense. But he told her the truth. “Yes,”
he said simply
“Do you still want to fuck them?”
‘Mr. Walters’ just about pulled out of her cunt with that
one. What a loaded question! What was she after? He
decided to stick with honesty, even if it messed everything
up.
“Yes, I still do. But I won’t if you don’t want me to. I
am in love with you.”
“Elmer, Honey, I want to know if you want to, because I
want to, too.”
“Huh?” This woman was confounding him.
“I want to fuck them. I have ever since the photo shoot.
Is it OK with you?”
“It’s more likely that they would fuck you, not you fuck
them. They’re kind of dominating sometimes,” he said,
thinking of both models’ aggressive personalities.
Suzy giggled and began to squirm on the once-more erect
prick.
“I know they would. Would you want to take pictures of
it?”
“Yes. If you wouldn’t mind.”
She was quiet, thinking apparently. A minute later came the
bombshell.
“Could they use the big dildos and all the other things?”
With that question, he came. It was unexpected, as there
had been no motion, just the gentle massaging of her cunt
muscles and an occasional squirm of her hips. The white
jets of jism burst from his cock with surprising force,
flooding her quim with cum. She gave a soft squeal and hung
on to him tightly, caught up in the throes of her own
intense mini-climax.
“Thank you again, *Mr. Walters*,” she whispered. She kept
her pussy muscles clamped around his cock until it finally
pulled free with a soft plop. She unwrapped her legs from
his waist. Standing on her tiptoes in front of him, she
kissed him tenderly.
He looked down at her and asked, “I can talk to them and
set it up. But are you sure you want to use all those
props? Some of them are pretty big.”
“Yes”
“Even the two headed ones?”
She looked into his eye steadily. “Yes.”
“May I ask why? You don’t need to do this for me.”
“I know. But does it excite you? Did the butt plug I had
in my ass hole turn you on last night? Did it excite you to
eat my pussy?”
“Yes.”
“Question answered.” She paused, and then plunged on,
revealing a little bit about her inner motives to both of
them. “It turns me on, too, but I didn’t know that last
night when I started. I just wanted to tease you into
fucking me. But as soon as I had the plug up my ass, I knew
I couldn’t stop. It was too exciting, too thrilling. And I
want to experience it with a girl doing it to me…”
She hesitated.
“…At least once…”
She gave him a quick hug and went into the bedroom to get
dressed.
“…Maybe twice…” drifted back to him as he stood there with
a shit-eating grin on his face.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
End of chapter
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