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PART TWO OF TWO

The following story is an uncensored sexual fantasy
involving practices that are illegal, immoral, socially
unacceptable, and messy.  Only mature adults with a
firm grasp on reality should venture further.  This
story promotes nothing, and nothing in this story
should be taken seriously.  Readers are cautioned not
to attempt any of these acts without professional
guidance and a net.  If you are underage, hit the 'K'
key.  Reading stories like this can make you go blind.
If you are a servant of the Lord, looking for sinners
to convert, study this story and memorize it.  This
will help you recognize sinners when you see them.
Good luck, and avoid mirrors!

Phil Phantom

                         "A Friend in Need"

By: Phil Phantom

Part two of two

     That evening, we were treated to a punishment session in the
living room.  Cheryl made Diane strip right in front of me and
Jason.  She then took a belt to her ass and thighs.  Cheryl made
her stand with her ass facing us and took her time.  Diane's
juices were drooling down her inner thighs before Cheryl was
through.  Afterwards, she made Diane stand in the corner facing
us until bedtime.  Jason had to leave the room twice.
     Saturday afternoon, everyone gathered at the house for a
pool-side barbecue.  Diane kept out of sight until the critical
moment.  It was her job to bring out the ribs.  Everyone knew
that something was going on because Cheryl requested that they
all leave their kids at home.  Cheryl waited until everyone was
settled on the deck, then rang a bell.  When Diane stepped
through the patio doors in that uniform, carrying the platter of
raw meat, there was a sudden mass intake of air, absolute
silence, then a pin dropped.  Sue also dropped her drink.
     Diane never looked sexier.  She had a full body blush as she
stepped awkwardly towards the table, trying not to catch her
spike heels in the decking cracks.  The wind whipped at her thin
apron, treating us to flashes of her pussy, freshly shaved bald.
All eyes followed her progress as she twisted away from the wind.
Tongues fell to the deck; flies flew in and out of open mouths.
Diane set the tray beside the grill, turned to Cheryl and said,
almost in tears, "Will there be anything else, Ma'am?"
     "No, just attend my guests and keep their drinks fresh."
Diane did a curtsey and departed.  Cheryl smiled at our
astonished guests.
     I wasn't sure how our friends would take this.  Diane was a
friend, our beloved Neal's widow.  They'd grown accustomed to
Cheryl's bizarre behavior.  The women accepted Cheryl as a
mistress to their husbands.  Her bisexuality was an amusement.
Inez and Rachel had experienced Cheryl as unwilling lovers.
Neither was bisexual.  Inez had taken quite a ribbing while she
was paying interest on the loan.  Cheryl used to take her off
from the group and return her with a wet face.  The women all
knew that if they got too drunk, they were likely to be assaulted
by Cheryl.  It was a running joke.  They playfully called Cheryl
a sexual predator.  When Diane came into the group, we all knew
she'd have to have her.  Diane proved to be unreachable.  She
never let her hair down, never drank, never got crazy.  She was
always modestly dressed and always the proper lady.  Seeing Diane
play the subservient maid in that outfit told volumes.  They all
knew how vulnerable Diane was and how determined and crafty
Cheryl could be.
     For the longest time, nobody spoke.  Finally, Rachel stood
and toasted Cheryl, saying, "Well, I suppose congratulations are
in order.  Maybe now I can tie one on without worrying about
waking up with a woman's thighs clamped over my ears."
     Nervous laughter broke out, thawing the tension.  Frank
said, "How is she, Cheryl?"
     "As a maid, she sucks."  Everyone broke up laughing at what
they thought was a double meaning.
     Inez said, "It just takes practice.  Like they say, once you
get past the smell, you've got it licked."  More laughter
followed.
     Diane returned carrying a tray of fresh drinks.  She seemed
to be adjusting to the exposure.  Though still flushed, she no
longer bothered turning against the wind.  She let the wind blow
her apron up and tolerated the eyes feasting on her privates.  At
first, her old friends tried not to be obvious about their
stares.  Before long, they looked openly, unabashedly, even
dipping heads to look between her legs.  Even the women
participated.  Amazingly, no one treated her as an old friend, an
equal.  Cheryl never told them how to act, they just picked up on
it.  Comments about Diane's body began to flow in her presence.
They spoke about her as though she weren't there.  Cheryl enjoyed
Diane's humiliation.  Diane kept her cool composure even when
someone poked a head under her skirt.  She almost lost it when
Frank grabbed her ass and made her spill a drink on the
bikini-clad Rachel.  Rachel swiped scotch off her bare legs and
cried, "Clumsy bitch!"  Rachel had never been terribly fond of
Diane.
     Diane turned fearful eyes on Cheryl and set the tray down.
She apologized and began wiping Rachel's legs with a hand towel,
giving the rest of us a delightful display of her naked pussy.
She seemed oblivious of the show she was putting on as she
swabbed Rachel's widely parted legs.  Ed leaned in close to me
and said, "I don't fuckin' believe this.  You fuck her yet, Red?"
     I smiled.  Frank leaned around Diane's leg and looked right
into Diane's crotch from the rear and exclaimed, "Jesus H Christ,
her cunt is bald as a baby's butt.  His hand went between her
legs, instantly bringing Diane erect.   She stiffened as Frank
entered her.  Cheryl shouted, "You take care of Rachel, bitch!"
Slowly, trying to ignore Frank's plunging fingers, Diane returned
to wiping Rachel's dry legs as Rachel hung her legs over the arm
rests of her chair.  Frank was lewdly finger-fucking Diane using
his two middle fingers and whipping her crotch into a froth.
Diane's knees appeared ready to buckle as she dutifully accepted
the abuse and attended Rachel's inner thighs.
     During this lewd exhibition, Dave and Sue sat quietly on my
left, Sue at my side.  Sue was taking it all in.  Her eyes rarely
left Diane's loins.  Dave hadn't said a word.  He had long ago
learned to leave his morality at the door.  He knew that at some
point during the party, I'd take his wife by the hand and lead
her to my bedroom, usually at a time when everyone was looking
and could see where we went.  Afterwards, I'd return her looking
fresh-fucked, her hair a mess, her lipstick smeared, and semen
trailing down her legs.  Sue enjoyed being put on display in this
way, though she always protested mildly.  With Sue, you can only
get her to do what she wants to do anyway.  She just needs to
feel helpless and pressured.
     As she watched Frank abusing Diane, her face and neck grew
splotches of red, a dead give away to her state of arousal.  When
Diane fell to her knees and succumbed to a powerful orgasm, Sue
reached over and gripped my hand tightly, telegraphing her
immediate need.  When I didn't respond, she tugged.  When that
didn't work, she stood and pulled me to my feet, leading me into
the house.  She dragged me to the bedroom, shut the door, and
attacked me.  The woman was insatiable.  She had me exposed, on
my back, and mounted in record time.  I took advantage of her
aroused state to press once again on behalf of Cheryl.  I said,
"Sue, I'm getting tired of you putting off my wife.  She wants
you.  Either you make yourself available to her, or I'm sending
your pictures out to your parents and telling them who their
grandchild's father really is."
     I'd made this idle threat so many times, it was quite
powerless.  This time, however, Sue said, "Is there no other
way?"
     I said no, somewhat surprised.  She hung her head in mock
surrender and said, "I won't resist.  Is she going to treat me
like Diane?"
     I hadn't thought about that, but quickly said, "You can
count on it, and Dave better learn to accept it."
     She looked into my eyes while riding my cock and said, "Dave
knows his place, Red.  Our daughter is proof of that.  If he
pouts or complains, he knows he won't get any for weeks."  She
paused, then said, "When are you going to tell Cheryl?"
     "Right after we're through."
     "God, do you think she might put me and Diane together?"
     "How do you mean?"
     "You know, make us do things to each other, put on a show."
     "You mean like make you lick Diane's pussy in front of
everyone."
     "YES!"
     "In the nude?"
     "YES!  Both of us."
     "I think she will."
     Sue moaned and bucked harder, riding my erection.  After a
few moments, she said,  "Red, I'm pregnant again.  It's yours.  I
told Dave right before we came over."
     "Did you tell him it was mine?"
     "Yes, but that wasn't necessary.  Since I've been off the
pill, he's been using a condom."
     "No wonder he was so quiet."
     "Red, are you going to make me carry this one full term
also?"
     "What do you think?"
     She rode me harder, bucking furiously.  She exploded in
climax and slowed to a slow, gentle easy ride, moaning in
ecstasy.  She looked at me through glassy eyes, smiled, and said,
"Everyone knows I'm your whore, Red.  Tammy [her
thirteen-year-old daughter], the neighbors, the church, even my
parents know.  Anyone that knows you and takes one look at Jenny
knows.  Going anywhere with her is like having a sign on my ass
that says, 'Red's Whore.'"
     "Good, soon you'll have two signs, won't you?"
     "Yes!  You bastard, you've ruined me.  I'm not going to
fight you anymore."
     This declaration was more than I'd dreamed.  For the past
two years, I've been trying to set Jason up with Tammy.  Sue has
steadfastly refused.  Tammy is not allowed to date and rarely
visits us.  She has blossomed into a gorgeous teen in the past
year, a small version of her mother.  Jason has had his eye on
her ever since she developed tits.  Sue knows damn well that to
let Tammy go out with Jason was tantamount to handing over her
cherry.  Jason has a bad reputation.  I've bailed him out of
three statutory rape charges by paying off parents.  I said, "In
that case, tell Tammy she has a date with Jason tonight."
     Sue stopped her motion to stare at me.  She shook her head
slowly, then said, "You won't give up, will you?"
     "No, I won't."
     She thought for a moment.  My dick grew inside her.  She
felt it stir and began moving once again.  She bit her lower lip
and then said, "All right, I'll do it."
     I reached to the bedside phone and handed her the handset,
saying, "Call her."
     She took it, paused, then dialed.  She said, "Hello, Tammy.
Sweetheart, I want you to do me a favor.  I want you to go out
with Jason tonight....no, on a date....yes, I've changed my mind.
I think you're old enough now....I don't know where he's taking
you, just be ready by eight."
     I cupped the mouthpiece and said, "Tell her to wear a
sexy dress."
     "Honey, you better wear a dress.  He might take you to a
nice restaurant....No, wear the yellow one....I know what I said
about it, but you do look cute in it....No, I'm not
setting any curfew.  Jason's a big boy; he knows when too late
is.  Okay, bye."  She hung up and said, "Are you happy now?  I'm
surprised you didn't make me tell her to go without panties."
     "I didn't think of it, but panties are no problem for
Jason."
     Sue rode my now stiff erection, building up speed.  She
moaned, "God, I can't believe I'm setting her up for this.  Just
last week I forbid her to wear that dress again.  It's at least
two sizes too small.  She must think I've lost my mind.  Dave
will be livid."
     "What's one more whore going to matter?"
     "That's true.  Besides, misery loves company."
     She was bucking and bouncing again.  I said, "You don't look
miserable to me."  She smiled.  Jason smiled when I told him he
had a date with Tammy and that he had no curfew.
     Sue had worn a modest two piece swimsuit covered by one of
Dave's shirts.  When we finished fucking, I made her wear only
the shirt.  In addition, I only let her button the two bottom
buttons.  When she stood, semen poured down her legs.  She looked
at herself in the mirror, turned and looked at the rear view.
She looked at me and smiled bashfully, saying, "This will
definitely blow Dave's mind, not to mention the rest of them.
Are you sure you want me to go out there like this with Jason
still home?"
     "Sure, why not.  He'll be fucking you one day.  He may as
well get a peek."
     "My, but we are bold now, aren't we?  I see you took me at
my word."
     "Absolutely.  Come on, you have a show to do."
     I led Sue to the patio doors and eased her through.  She got
a sudden case of nerves at the last moment.  Diane passed her on
the way in and looked down.  Someone had pulled Diane's top below
her tits and removed her apron.  The stiff top pushed up on the
underside of her big mounds distorting them grossly.  I gave her
left tit a squeeze as she passed me.
     All eyes focused on Sue as we stepped onto the patio.  Sue
blushed and headed for her chair.  Dave looked away in disgust.
Everybody else smiled.  I gave Frank and Ed a high five.  I took
Cheryl aside at the first opportunity and filled her in on the
latest developments.  She was delighted to say the least.  She
told me that Ed yanked Diane's top down and fingered her to
another climax.  I noticed that his hand had been a little
sticky.
     I went to tell Jason the good news as Cheryl returned to the
party.  When I returned to the patio, Cheryl had Sue's shirt wide
open and was inviting everyone to feel the baby kick.  Of course,
no one could feel the baby kick.  It was only two months along.
They did, however, feel Sue.  She took the groping of her crotch
stoically.  Only Dave and Inez abstained.  I went over and patted
Dave's shoulder, saying, "Well, it looks like you're going to be
a daddy for a third time."
     He looked up and said, "No, you are."
     "Now, now, Dave.  Let's not split hairs.  What comes out of
your wife is yours, old buddy."
     "That's awfully generous considering how much you've put
in my wife."
     Sue shot her husband a disapproving look as Ed fingered her
cunt.  She said sternly, "Dave, I warned you about that attitude.
What goes into my body is none of your fucking business.  Now,
you apologize to Red this instant."
     Dave looked at the fingers plowing his wife's furrow.  Sue
widened her legs and drew the shirt flaps off her breasts,
leaning back.  He looked to me and said, "I'm sorry, Red."
     Sue smiled, then added, "Dave, Jason is taking Tammy out
tonight.  I want you to give him some money.  This is her first
date.  I want it to be special.  Tell him she doesn't need to be
home at any special time and give him a condom."
     Dave looked at his wife with incredulous eyes.  She stared
hard right back.  For a second, it looked like Dave was growing a
spine, but he stood and checked his wallet.  He went into the
house, headed for Jason's room.  I found out later that he gave
Jason fifty bucks and a condom.
     While Dave was seeing Jason, Diane returned.  Cheryl
stripped her and ordered her to kneel before Sue.  Sue had her
legs draped over her chair arm rests.  The rest of us gathered
around as Cheryl ordered Diane to lick Sue's pussy.  Diane slowly
dipped her head between Sue's legs and licked.  Sue grabbed her
head and pulled her in tight.  Frank knelt behind Diane and
entered her pussy.  After Frank came, we had the two girls get
into a sixty nine with Sue on top.  Ed mounted Sue.  After Ed
came, they flipped over and I fucked Diane in the ass.  Inez
dropped to her knees before Cheryl and ate her pussy.  Rachel
fingered Inez and herself at the same time.  Dave walked in on
this scene.  Jason caught the tail end of the act as he headed
out the door on his way to pick up Tammy.  They got home at two
in the morning.  Sue and Dave had just left.  Inez and Ed were
leaving.  Frank had passed out.  Rachel, Diane, and Cheryl were
using the master bedroom.
     I sat on the sofa, recovering as Jason led Tammy inside.
Tammy's yellow dress was torn to shreds.  Her right breast hung
out and the skirt was ripped up the front to her navel.  She had
no bra, panties, or shoes.  Cum matted her hair.  Jason tugged
her along and stood her before me proudly.  I surveyed her young
body and smiled.  Jason parted the skirt halves to show me her
cum leaking pussy.  I gave him a thumb's up.  He smiled and took
Tammy to his bedroom.
     That was a banner day at our house.  Diane is now a
well-trained whore, as are Sue and Tammy.  Diane wears only the
apron, now.  She sleeps at the foot of Jason's bed.  Tammy is a
feature performer at our parties.  Everybody fucks her, and all
the women use her.  She's pregnant now, two months behind her
mother.  Lord only knows who the father is.  It might even be
Dave.  I just hope it isn't a red head.


                        THE END

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