Message-ID: <6834eli$9712291118@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year97/6834.txt> From: "james coyne" <the_panda@hotmail.com> Subject: Helen & I, Chapter 11 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain 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: <19971229151951.6344.qmail@hotmail.com> Here is the fourth and final installment for a while. I'm currently working on several other projects. I will return to Helen & I in the near future. <the_panda@hotmail.com> This is a work of fiction, meant only for adults. If you are not considered an adult in your state, (21 years of age in most) or if you are offended by stories with sexual content, read something else. Copyright (C) 1997 by The Panda. All rights reserved. Permission is hereby granted for non-commercial use of this complete and unaltered text. Any other use of this text is a violation of copyright. No permission is given hereby for any sort of distribution to minors or other persons to whom such distribution would be illegal in the jurisdiction of distributor, recipient or intermediary. No hard copies may be made without written permission from the author. If you want to comment on the story I can be reached at: the_panda@hotmail.com HELEN AND I By the panda CHAPTER 11. I glanced at the mirrors located around the room and obtained an angle providing a great view to watch Helen as she began to tongue Anne's ass. They call it a rim job. Similar to a blow job, but the other side. Helen and I had begun riming each other since my introduction to the beads. With both hands Helen separated the plump asscheeks and licked the rosy starfish-like entry. Then she uncovered the little hole, which she dampened with a lubricant, before placing against it her tongue, now stiff as a penis, and tried to drive it in. Anne trembled with pleasure at this exciting caress, but her anus had contracted from my steady fucking of her other hole, and refused to let Helen's tongue gain entry. I withdrew - to rest and to observe the two wanton beauties at work. Helen reversed position, moving her buttocks forward and sat hard on Anne's face, and Anne realized that she was being asked for the same caress. Separating Helen's larger cheeks, she exposed Helen's rosette, and finding it somewhat enlarged she placed the tip of her tongue on the round hole, felt it open, and her tongue was drawn in by Helen's muscular contractions. I watched in fascination as several inches of Anne's tongue disappeared between the burning walls of Helen's rectum, while Helen purred with delight as she returned the favor at the other, now relaxed end. Moments later, Anne groaned slightly, for Helen had changed her attack. After sucking her index finger, she drove it slowly into her anus. My erection throbbed, for I knew that one's sphincter muscles have nerve ends which are exquisitely sensitive to the touch of a finger or a tongue; and inserting a well-lubricated finger deeply in and moving it around in slow circles while you either tongue or finger the clit can drive a woman sexually insane. Inspired by this penetration, Anne revenged herself by nibbling on Helen's clit. Helen drove a second finger into Anne's dilated asshole. This time Anne cried out, for it hurt. Was she still a virgin on that side? Helen ceased her fingering and returned to the dribbling cunt. Soon, in a crescendo of moans and heavy breathing, the two women rolled over on each other, quivering with delight and copiously wetting each other's face. I found myself caught up in a sexual fugue, in which I managed to screw away first using Helen's cunt, then Anne's without coming for the longest time. As I began to feel like I could do this forever, Anne, nearing exhaustion from the frantic fucking, started to gush a clear liquid from her pussy, it was overflowing with every stoke I drove in. Not to be left out, Helen who was lapping up the overflowing juices had now inserted Shorty, the vibrator up Anne's ass. As Helen applied the vibrator to Anne, she began licking my balls. Anne exploded in another series of grunts as she climaxed. I pulled out an entered Helen doggy style. Anne, covered in a mixture of sweat, love juice and lubricant, rose to her knees, and with a copious amount of fluid draining from her cunt and down her legs, placed Mr. Hard Throb in Helen's mouth and then her own. Helen must have come without my noticing, because she moved away severing my penetration, and told me to fuck Anne's ass next. Anne liked the idea. "I can take it all," she grinned. She needed no primer on that hole thanks to Helen's prior ministrations. I took aim and hit the target. Oh, God, what a wonderful fit! I thanked Shorty profusely for opening up the backdoor. Helen was busy applying Mr. Hard Throb to Anne's pussy. I could feel it, as I pounded deeper into her ass. I was all the way in, it was unbelievable, and I hit bottom! Annie bucked, shook and snorted as she gulped for the oxygen necessary to maintain her fucking activity. Somewhere in the background, Helen had a recording the 1812 Overture playing out its final moments. The bells were ringing and the fusillade of cannons exploded. What exquisite timing! Anne exploded. I exploded. It was fireworks the likes of which I'd never seen before. It was glorious; it was painfully glorious; there wasn't many fireworks ejaculated on my part, but the feeling was magnificent and long lasting. I collapsed and rolled over on my back. Anne was frozen in position, ass up, face down on the golden colored pillow, hands clenching the gold and black sheets. Helen finished putting on a strap-on dildo, and walked across the room to replace me in fucking Anne's ass - now a wide, gaping hole - with shit speckled semen drooling down her thigh. Pumping like a rabbit, Helen's breathing became quicker, and raspy, as she called upon energies that severely tested her heart and lung capacities. Anne began screaming she was coming. I had heard this before, and needed a rest, so I got up from the bed and sat hunched over on a love-seat across the room, watching as Helen, momentarily depleted, staggered off the bed, and wove her way toward the toy box. She reached in, picked up another toy, turned took two steps, and stumbled forward managing to collapse on the bed next to Anne. Moments later, apparently renewed, Helen held a humming vibrator inside her as she began kissing and caressing Anne. These toys sure were useful. I returned to the war-zone handing Anne the Eager Beaver for her own use. (That's the one with the second section that has a snout to diddle the clit.) The girls continued kissing and pinching each other's nipples while screwing themselves with the vibrators. I joined in again, playing with Helen's ringed nipple. She liked it when I squeezed it and pulled on it. Then I shifted to Anne's memorable puffy nipples. Time passed. The Bolero played to its conclusion a second time. It was silent, except for the panting of some tired fuckers. Then, magically, I was ready again. I stood up and announced, "Ladies, ladies, this is Gentleman Jim's last call." The girls giggled. "Then fuck Anne, nice and slow," said Helen. I wiped Anne's asscheeks off with a washcloth, and entered her from the rear; with her ass raised and her head resting on a pillow, (didn't I just do this?) and began series of slow, easy strokes into a pussy that had loosened considerably during the evening. "Anne eat me! Eat my ass!" Helen cried out, sliding her ass onto Anne's pillow, and spreading her legs as her cunt reached Anne's face. Anne quickly complied, burrowing her face between Helen's slick sheen-covered cheeks. She began using that fantastic tongue of hers in ways that defied description. Anne was closing in on yet another orgasm. As it overpowered her, she pounded her face into Helen's ass as though trying to obliterate her facial features. Helen cried out in pleasure, I suddenly found myself fucking thin air as Anne rolled away from Helen. Gasping desperately for air, I found myself straddling Helen's face,"Helen," I panted, my chest heaving, "lick my ass and balls." She laughed at me, but just as quickly began tonguing me there. Oh, that felt good! I really had nothing left but a hard-on that wouldn't quit. Regaining my breath and lust simotainiously, I turned Helen over and examined her asshole. It wasn't the freindly puckered face I was used to. No, after all this activity it looked more like a small fish's mouth after the hook has been removed. Not to be detered, I slithered my cock into her gapping hole and pumped away. As my orgasm neared,a somewhat revived Anne stuck her tongue in my ear and whispered that she wanted to taste me again. And so, my evening ended by coming in Anne's mouth. I showered, dressed and said good night to the girls. They were sorting through the toys, looking for new thrills. I know I left some details out, but there was too, too, much to recall. To be continued. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>