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Archive-name: Book11.txt
Archive-author: Blackie
Archive-title: "By the Book"
Part 11 of 20
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They had gotten back to his hotel.  It was about 11:30.  He was amazed
a city could be so busy, even late at night.

Andy was going to say good-bye at the door to the hotel, but he
talked her into seeing him to his room.  Sensing what he could say
helped.  She had been holding his hand now for some time, quite
content with his company.

At the door, he kissed her.  She seemed to like it.  A second, somewhat
sloppier kiss followed.  Her tongue joined in the act.

"Isn't this just a little fast?" she ducked her head down so he
couldn't continue.  He felt uncertainty within her, an interest in
going on, but reluctantly.

"Depends."

"On what?"

"Whether we both want to or not." With his left hand he lifted her
chin, with his right he opened the door.  She followed his kiss into
the hotel room.

"I, uh, don't think this is such a good idea."

Bob pulled her to him, and plunged his tongue into her mouth.  She
tasted delicious.  Her eyes closed in rapture each time his lips
locked against hers.  She relished each kiss as though it was the
first she'd ever had.

His hands held her arms at the shoulders, holding her tightly to him.
He used the grip to turn her enough to allow him to suck gently at
her neck.

He could sense a decision inside her being reached, whether to stay;
spending the night, or go; in hopes he'd come see her again.  He let
her work on the thought while he worked on the soft skin of her neck.

"I'll stay," she whispered, "but I don't know if I'll regret this in
the morning."

"I hadn't asked you."

"You would have," she started to nibble at his neck and chin.

He kicked off his shoes.  She dropped the sports jacket and stepped
out of her flats.  Taking her hand he led her to the bed.  She looked
at it briefly, shuddered a moment. Determined, she sat at the edge
and raised her arms to entice him to her.

He entered her arms, and pulled her to him as he rolled to a prone
position.  She grinned above him, diving the six inches to his face to
kiss him then pulling back.  She teased him this way for a few minutes.

He reached a hand behind her neck and held her to a passionate kiss,
tongues in collision.  Her eyes remained enticingly closed during every
meeting of their lips.  Her hand drifted to his hardening prick.

"Oh my, did I do that?"

"As if you didn't already know."

"Can I have it for my very own?"

"We can let you test drive it..."

She began unwrapping the prize she sought.  First his belt, then the
button on his trousers, and the zipper made a resounding 'ZZZippp!' as
she pulled it down.  They both giggled.

As she pulled the elastic of his underwear over the stiff member, it
popped to immediate attention.  With a victorious smile, she
performed a mock salute to the little soldier.

"Remain at attention!" she said.

He laughed at her playful attack.  She plunged her mouth over the tip,
soaking him between her warm wet lips.  Her hair shook lightly at the
motions she made.

He watched the twinkle in her eyes grow as she licked and nibbled the
length of his cock, between her attempts to bring the head into her
throat.  The tingle he was beginning to feel improved as she grasped
the base of his prick with one of her soft warm hands.  She squeezed it
and pumped whenever her head wasn't seeking to engulf its length.

He couldn't help thrusting into her face, every time she sucked him
in.  The pink tongue sometimes showed around the edges of his cock as
she sucked.  He struggled to avoid pulling her head to force himself
deeper into the orifice he was fucking.

She watched his face as she sucked.  Her activity became more
enthusiastic as she saw him more frenzied.  The pressure rose in his
groin.  He felt fluids starting to travel.

"I'm coming Andy.  I'm coming."

"MMPPPH!" She plunged his cock deeply into her mouth, driving him past
her rear teeth, and at last, into her throat.  He felt her rear teeth
rubbing sharply against the body of his penis.

She kept this deep throat action going while his groin muscles
mechanically pumped a volume of come int enjoyed his facial expression
during release.

Then she sat back.  He rolled on his side in contentment.

"Good." she said.

"Good what?"

"Now when I get you hard again, you'll last longer."

He laughed again.  She'd entered into the fun, having made her
decision.

"You needn't have worried.  That's the one muscle I have with endurance
to spare."

It was her turn to laugh.  She peeled away her blouse, leaving her
breasts bound in their double barrel slingshot.  Then she dropped her
jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties.  She left these on and began
unbuttoning Bob's shirt.  After pulling his pants off, she made him
shed the remains of his shirt.

"I'm gonna leave these on just to give you some continued interest,"
she waved at the underwear she wore.  Her tits seemed to fill the bra
quite nicely, and a hint of the dark patch of pubic hair was visible
around the edges of her panties.

Her body slipped up against Bob's naked skin.  She felt smooth and silky
as she rubbed her legs against his.  He began to caress her arms and
shoulders as they once again began to neck.  He carefully traced lines
across her back, following paths her nervous system reacted to well.

She let out a sigh, enjoying the way he anticipated points on her
back she wanted touched.  Enjoying her response, he began to tease
along her pleasantly round hips the same way.

"oooo, that's nice!" He liked the way her lips shaped the sounds.

He sensed itching and tingling under the bra straps she wore. So he
reached around and hooked the eyelets free.  The back now loose, her
flesh in the front still cupped in the bra, he moved the straps to
the sides.  Then he scratched her back along the places they had been
binding her.

She tucked her head down against his chest and purred.  She was making
a low rumbling and rolling 'rrr' noise until she slipped her lips
forward and began to suck at his nipple.  Then the sound came from her
throat.

Not allowing her to resume control, he reached his hand down between
her panties and bottom.  It was soft to the touch, and he kneaded the
cheeks gently.  This also brought a sigh of joy from Andy.  She was
writhing slowly against his leg, and he pushed her ass to force her
groin to grind harder.  He could feel the beginnings of rolling in her
abdomen muscles from excitement.

Her breath stepped up in speed.  No, not yet gasping, but more
rhythmic, more lusty, more heat.  She wasn't showing signs of real
exertion yet, no sweat, no hurrying.

He pushed her back and pulled the bra away from her chest.  He
admired the flesh exposed by her further nudity.  The breasts
themselves were much paler than the rest of her, almost an alabaster
white.  At the apex were tiny red/brown nipples, but oddly inverted.
There were little puckers where the knobby tips should be. He'd never
seen nipples inverted before!

He sucked at one, the nipple popped out, remaining out while erect.
They both became hard quickly, slowly softening when he paid more
attention to the other.  She didn't enjoy more brutal treatment of her
nipples, he could tell before she said so, but her response to really
hard sucking was enormous.  So he sucked her into his mouth and
tickled the stiff ends with his tongue tip.

She rewarded him by groaning and moaning, her hands and arms wrapping
themselves around his head as he suckled her tits.  She clutched him to
her tightly as he attacked them, her head craning backwards as she
moaned out her happiness.  His nose and eyes pushed into the pale
skin.

Eventually she pushed him back.

"Please, I want you now.  I want to feel you inside me."

He helped her remove the panties, tossing them to the side.  She lifted
her legs, but he pulled her up to a sitting position.

"Get on top."

She squatted on her heels above his cock, guiding itforcefully freed.

He lifted, then dropped her in his lap.  She held onto him, weaving her
fingers together behind his neck.  He had a good view of his own
manhood thrusting into her as she gasped and moaned with pleasure.

His hands were locked under her buttocks, helping keep entry and
withdrawal motions going.  She was moving well on her own now, so he
disengaged his hands.  His right hand sought out the meeting of their
flesh at her hot wet cunt lips from the back.

He felt his prick sliding in and out as she moved above.  Her head
was starting to whip back and forth, gaining intensity with every
plunging entry his cock made.

Tracing back up with his fingers, he felt her asshole.  It was making
puckering and unpuckering motions along with the rest of her.

She was working up to another plateau of pleasure.  He could sense a
thrill within her as he tickled the ring of her anus.

Suddenly he invaded her anal orifice with his finger, driving it in to
the second knuckle.

"YESSSS!" she screamed out immediately.  "YESS! YESS! YES!"

She was bucking madly, thrusting back, not only at his prick, but
against the intruding finger up her ass as well.  She was sweating now
profusely.  An orgasm which clutched at his prick surged from her.  He
fucked her ass thoroughly with his finger as she came.

"FUCK, FUCK ME!" came the cry as the tension in her muscles tightened
with cramp proportions.  Then she came down a little.  He kept at her,
tilting his head down at an angle to suck a nipple, he continued to
fuck her cunt, and her ass.

"NOT AGAIN! YES!" came a gleeful, and perhaps triumphant howl.

She swung her head wildly and let go another screaming orgasm.  He felt
a surge of liquid fire rise within, so he let loose his second orgasm
for the night.  The come flooded out the tip of his cock, he could
almost see the seed enter her.  Some dripped around the opening of the
girl at the point their bodies were joined.

She slowly went limp in his arms.  Obviously glowing with a joy of
someone just fucked, she smiled radiantly at him.

They sat for a while, with him inside her.  She was overwhelmed with
afterglow, for now.

====

"I've never seen inverted nipples before," he was playing with the
tips of her breasts.  They looked like tiny belly buttons, only a red
brown color.  She smiled at him as he got one to pop up erect.

"They've been there all my life."

"It must be unusual."

"I suppose, but not to me."

"Yup."

"You hit a real hot spot fingering my, um, bottom."

He looked at her, surprised.

"You've never had anyone, er, fondle your ass before?"

"My ass, yes, my asshole, no."

"You don't know what you're missing."

"I think you may be right, although."

"Although?"

"If you'd suggested it before our little dalliance, I would never've
gone to bed with you."

"Well, if I can get it up again," looking down at the semi-stiff
prick, "we can try a little back door delight.  You want to try?"

"Oh, but it might hurt."

"Nonsense, I brought some baby oil.  We'll just get your tail oiled up
and you'll find it less difficult than you think."

"Um," she tossled his hair, and nibbled at his ear.  She spent a few
minutes thinking it over, "okay, you can take my ass.  I'm game."

"Ha! not yet I don't, recuperation takes more than ten minutes."

"You want my virginity, you better rise to the occasion!"

"Oh, give me a break. I already came twice!"

She giggled, and sat up.  A moment latter her lips were actively
attempting to resuscitate his flagging pecker.  At his present level of
arousal, she easily fit his entire cock and balls in her mouth.  She
worked her lips over the glans, around the edges, tongued the under
seam.  He became stiff, one more time.

"Now don't do too much, you don't want me to come before I enter you."

She giggled and tried to smile at him while sucking with her mouth
and pumping with her hand.  A few minutes later his rod had achieved
suitable stiffness.

"Get your shoulders on the mattress, and stick your butt in the air."

She started to do so in the middle of the bed.  He got the baby oil.
Opening it, he rubbed her ass.

"Oh! That's cold!"

"Sorry, it'll warm up."

His hands on either cheek, he pried open her anus with his thumbs one
at a time, working the oil into her nether hole.  Then he moved his
cock's head against the opening.

"OH!"

In it went, about an inch and a half.  He paused, letting her adjust to
the plundering penis in her.  Her eyes showed wide open shock at the
entry.

"I feel like I gotta go."

"It'll pass as I get in deeper."

"God, I feel so fucking full already." Her face was turned back
towards him over her left shoulder, pressed into the mattress.  Tears
were forming in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll go in a little farther." so saying pushed another inch in.

"Ow! Oh! OH!"

"Want me to stop?"

"No! I mean, I think I'm gonna like this." She reached back to pull
her chalky white cheeks farther apart for him.

He pressed forward a little more, her sphincter looser now as she
relaxed and tried feeling the pleasant sensations.  He resolved to let
her work it out, rather than adjust her senses to accept it.

"Ahhh!" and she dropped into a continuous low moan.

Now he pressed all the way, so his balls teased her cunt and his tummy
rested against her spread cheeks.  He waited a moment for the muscles
of her ass to adjust to his presence.

He began the motion to plunder this treasure.  Out slowly, in slowly,
then faster, building a rhythm.

"Oh god, yes, that's so fucking good." her eyes shuttered from
arousal.  A pink tongue slipped out of her mouth to apply pressure to
her lips.

He reached around and began to play with her clit.  The oiled fingers
made the contact smoother and seemed to allow movement with less
irritation to her skin.

"YESS!" she hissed.  Her own rhythm began to meld with his.  If
anything, she was trying to slam her ass against him now.  He felt the
grip of her ass muscles as she began to pulse with the heat.

The hand that wasn't busy, his left, he reached for her left tit.
Finding the nipple he began rolling it between his thumb and
forefinger.  In moments he had the tip out from it's hiding place.
She moaned, raising her shoulders and tucking her head down
underneath.

He felt her reach orgasm.  His own release came soon afterwards,
pouring semen into the darkness of her ass.  She was screaming, he
was lunging, they both collapse, with his cock still up her ass.

"God, that was..." she trailed

"Yes?"

"Different," she looked at him lustily, perhaps divining emotions to
go along with her physical pleasure.  "yes, it was different.  I'd
never have done that without, well, I guess you turn me on a lot."

"Well, I need a shower, wanna play?" He pulled out, with an audible
pop.

She pouted.

"I liked that in there."

"You can have it again, if you behave nicely." he whacked her bottom
playfully and headed to the bathroom, "but I need some sleep tonight."

They showered together.  She had fun soaping his crotch, he had fun
soaping hers.  Her nipples popped up again under the spraying water.

They slept.

====

In the morning, he took her again.  He took her ass, if for no other
reason, she like it.  He asked why.  She said part of it was the
helplessness she felt with him pinning her on her face.

He laughed at this explanation, but he entered her rear plumbing
again, to her delight.  If he could get it up again, he was certain
she'd demand another opportunity to enjoy the new experience.

When she left, she insisted on getting a phone number from him.
Instead he got hers, and told her he would pay the fare for her to
visit him soon.  Within a few weeks.

Then he left to pursue business opportunities.

And done with business, he picked up a package at a little store in
mid-town.

====

The plane was airborne.  His trip successful at the 5th broker he'd
visited.  He was pleased.

He called Andy to say good-bye, he' detector.

The flight was nearly empty.  Four other passengers, and as many
stewardesses.  The airline couldn't be happy about it.

His frolic with Andy left him horny.

Part of the problem he had was related to his talent.  He'd only
needed to use it to read her mind. She had reacted well, mostly
because he knew exactly what she'd wanted.  But he found arousal in
using the talent as well.

The captain turned off the seat belt sign.

After glancing briefly at a magazine from the pocket before him, he
got up to wander to the head.  When he came out, a stewardess was
working in the storage pantry at the back of the plane.

Taking a quick look up the aisle, he saw they were pretty well
isolated.

She looked up at him and smiled.  It was a typical "You're the
customer" smile, intended to be professional but not terribly
friendly.

She was well built.  Her legs showed attractively below a short skirt,
part of the uniform.  Her vest covered only part of a starched white
button down blouse, and a badge pinned to the vest proclaimed her to
be Robin.  Robin had blue eyes, in contrast to her brunette hair,
held back on the sides with a barrette.   Her shape suggested some
sweet curves, and her backside was tight, at least as far as he could
tell.

"Hello Robin."

"Can I help you sir?"

"As a matter of fact, yesss..." He slipped a feather light tendril into
her mind.  She would now believe she was home with her boyfriend.  Bob,
of course, would fill that roll.

"Hello darling." she reached her arms around his neck and planting a
loving kiss.  He moved his hand up to her breast and began feeling
through the material.

"Oh sweetheart, not now.  I just finished work."

Well.  She had interesting evasions for her boyfriend when she got
home.  He did what he'd avoided with Andy.  He used the talent to
created arousal signals in her groin and tits.

"Well, maybe we could," she continued while caressing his crotch,
"I'll get the chains out.  Do you want to be chained to the bed or
the floor?"

Whoops!  This wasn't going to work for Bob!  He did a search through
her mind, finding an old friendship she concealed from her 'pet'
boyfriend.

Now she saw him as some guy named George.  George was the man she'd
grovel before, if he wanted.  Apparently it never actually came to that.
But thinking she was with George got her juices really running.

She immediately changed her own persona, draping herself against him,
reaching her hands up to run them through his hair.  Her voice dropped
half an octave, and she spoke.

"Hi lover.  Missed you.  Where have you been?" Bob had to look again to
be certain the voice came from the same woman.  He pulled her face to
his, driving his tongue between her lips.  He'd swear she had almost
done a traditional swoon, dropping her own muscle control to let him
hold her up.

He led her aside to the little pantry nook and began necking with her.
While his lips pulled at her cherry tongue, he reached out his probes
to ensure none of the other passengers or attendants would bother
them.

She licked and chewed at his neck.  He lifted her skirt and pulled her
panties to her knees.  His hand felt the wetness she'd developed after
seeing George standing beside her.  He almost felt sorry for George,
missing this fine moment with her.

"Okay lover, turn around and bend down."

"Anything you say George."

She turned and jutted her tush up.  Bob reached around her, separated
her blouse in the front, and was rewarded to find a quick release
front snap for her bra.  Her ample bosom was released and he felt
the large hanging boobs, seeking the nipples with his thumb and
forefingers.  She let loose a low grunting moan.

After a few moments he undid his pants, allowing them to drop to his
knees.  His stiff wang wagged between them an at all but that!" she
squealed in her original voice.

"Just hold still, you'll like it," to ensure this, Bob eased her
muscles with mild controls, and increased the pleasure symbols her
nervous system was carrying already.  He pressed in an inch.  She was so
tight, he feared he might not make it in.

"OH! OH! NO! MY GOD! DON'T!" she continued, but her butt wiggled a
little from stimulation, rather than pain.  "YOU CAN'T FIT THERE!"

He pressed in farther.  He also raised the still mild stimulus to hot
lust in her rectum.  She pressed back against him hard.  With a quick
thrust she was completely impaled.  Her head shook, tears running down
her face.  She also moaned excitedly.

He thought of Andy, while pumping into Robin.  He reached around and
began to pinch her nipples.  She snapped her head up, letting out a
sharp squeal of joy.  Her head shook wildly in abandon.

She shoved down harder against his cock, but he started to come.  The
burst of semen planted by his prick into her ass dribbled out a
little.  He pulled out, while her asshole almost seemed to suck the
last drops from him.  His cock was starting to go limp all ready.

Using towels near at hand, he cleaned up some. She continued to
squirm, just shy of having come.

"Follow me." he said, pulling his pants up.

She followed him to his seat, empty seats to either side.  He moved
over by the window and instructed her to sit beside.  Opening his pants
again, he had her start to blow him.

He had another stewardess bring him something to drink.  This one,
named Janet apparently, looked nothing like the Janet he knew.

Her hair was long and black, her lips full and deep red.  She wore the
same uniform Robin had on, showing slightly bow legs, but attractively
curved anyway.  She stopped and stared at Robin sucking his cock.

She had much smaller knockers.  He had her show them to him.  The
knobby little nipples were already excited.  At his command she began
to pinch and play with them.

He knew he could make her forget all this. Instead, he had her
masturbate for him in the aisle.  While she did this, he came all
over Robin's face.

He gave his little cocksucker a remote control orgasm, forcing her to
come immediately.  He watched as she flopped to and fro in her
release.  She smiled gleefully afterwards, obviously thinking of
George.

Then he released Robin to her job errands, causing her to remember
meeting with George, but forgetting just when.

Janet replaced Robin at his crotch.

For fun at the end of the flight he made all of the stewardesses
come, one by one, as he touched their lips with his forefinger.  They
all lined up for him as he left.  It was a rousing display, not one
of them able to remain standing. He had all the other passengers
applaud.

It had been a very pleasant flight.

Not surprisingly, he was the only passenger who remembered the flight.
The crew only remembered what he wanted them to, a normal boring
flight.

The little demonstration of deep control titilated and aroused him.
He realized he'd become addicted to the sexual utility of the skill
he'd suddenly developed.

He realized further how childish and reckless the little act on the
plane was.  He started to worry if he was losing control of himself.

A possibility which frightened him.

====

Bambi nee Kim sat on a bus.  There were always interesting people to
read on a bus.

She had been fascinated by the other women in Bob's house, amazed she
was one of them and didn't resent it.  She was uncertain how she'd come
around to view him as the center of her universe, but well, there you
are.

She retained most of her memories, but Harry had faded away into
oblivion.  She hardly thought of him any more.  When she did it was a
little like trying to remember a nightmare from last week.  If it
wasn't recurring, it lost its potentcy.

She'd lost a lot of strong opinions too, along with the memory of
Harry.  She no longer believed she had to be dressed in tight
concealing clothing in public.  Harry seemed to like the embarrassment
it caused to make her wear sexy things outside the house.  Overcoming
her fear of publicly wearing less conservative clothing had been hard
when she went to visit Bob.

She probed women far more out dressing and make up.  More importantly, she'd learned,
maybe relearned, she could earn a living herself. She'd gotten a
boost out of going back to work.

It hadn't lasted long, because Bob showed her she didn't need to work.
She had a talent now allowing her to make money in supposedly
speculative markets.  A little research here, a little there, and in
almost no time, she had real estate she could resell at a substantial
profit!

Now and then she had an urge to take some guy.  Just take him, make
him, and afterwards let him go with improvements.

Occasionally a sense of desire for punishment would seep up.  But
then a little inner voice would calm her, telling her Harry was dead,
and not all men should be like Harry was.

She didn't really understand where this voice inside came from, but
she felt better afterwards.  She knew Bob would take care of her needs.

Today she'd read the thoughts of two old ladies.  They'd just played
Bridge and were thinking about making a 'Grand Slam'.  Later she'd
snooped on a teenage boy who was watching her.  She was tempted to
fulfill his fantasy, but she really wanted Bob, not some kid.

She planted a memory in the boy of having screwed her, with details
he'd never forget.  He'd be happy when he got home.  Probably try to
relive the experience with some other older woman.

Now she snaked out thin tendrils to the people on the bus with her.
And stifled a gasp.  A man behind her wasn't there!  Well, maybe he
was, but there was no mind to examine.

The Institute was the only source of those mind shields!  She had to
flee before he figured out she was one of their 'sparks'.  She didn't
want to return to their labs.

At the next stop she got off.  So did he.  She tried wandering into a
few stores, but he was always outside when she stepped back out to the
street.

He knew.  He didn't realize she knew about him.  The thought made her
giddy.

So she slipped out the back of the next one.

She ran down the alley she found herself in.  Finding a man driving by
in a sporty red convertible, she stopped him using the talent and got
in.  She had him drive away quickly.

Within a few minutes she probed around her and no longer sensed the
deadness of mind shields.  She sighed relief.

The man drove her home, her new home, and forgot all about it.

====

Bob came home without fanfare.  Well, mostly anyway.

"Hello, missed ya," Betty stood up against his chest, demanding a
kiss.  Like a little puppy who'd missed the family.  He gave her a
small peck on her nose.

"Hi.  Any calls?"

"Janet called, she says she's horny again and Ben isn't cutting the
mustard.  Wants some 'special' treatment."

"Hmm, any others?"

"Yes, Fran checked in on schedule.  I told her you wouldn't need her
this weekend.  Is that all right?"

"Sure.  You can fill in for her."  Betty turned red, then looked down
at her toes tracing circles on the rug.  She decided it was a good
idea anyway. Randi was starting to be fun to be with.

"As you wish.  And some woman named Mary called.  Said you knew her
number."

"Very good." he rewarded her with a deep, loving kiss.  Then he carried
the garment bag to his room.

====

"Hello Janet."

"Bob! I've missed you."

Well that would soon change, he thought.  Ben didn't deserve the
problems with Janet coming over to Bob's so often.  A friend was
important enough to help out.  He carefully planted a little program
of symbols to arouse her intensely when with Ben.

If all worked out, her interest in him would begin to wane.  Problems
with Ben were one thing he could avoid easily.

They had a quick, and somewhat disappointing fuck.  Oh, she enjoyed
it, so did he, but he knew she'd begin to see him as a great short
term lover, not the one she really wanted.  Oh, they'd do it agaake care of
all her needs.  He could sense total trust welling within her.

He petted her gently.  Excited, as she always was with him now, her
breath became shorter.  She even got this way when he simply used her
without giving her release.  Often it led to a greater release later,
but always she got excited by his touch.  Unlike any other man she had
ever met.

Bambi watched with mild interest as Bob pulled up the house skirt
Randi wore and tested her wetness with his fingers.  >ungg< came from
the brunette.  Moans developed from her as he twisted her nipples
gently through the blouse.

Bambi sat still as possible in his chair, trying to remain
comfortable while Bob made use of the other woman.  She hadn't been
made to watch before, but if he wanted it, she would perform this
duty.

Then Bob sat Randi down on the couch.  He spread her legs and pulled
her skirt away from her crotch.  Establishing Bambi's view was
excellent, he licked and nibbled at the inner thighs Randi offered
him.

Bambi watched his behavior with interest.

His tongue traced the muscles and folds in her crotch.  Randi sighed
and let her moans slowly fill the room.  She moved with rhythmic pulses
of her torso.

Then Bob stopped.

Randi whimpered with desire, a need, a strong need to be satisfied.

Bob grinned and went to the package he'd returned from New York with.
From the bag he withdrew a twenty-four inch double headed dildo.
Randi gasped at the sight.  Bambi drew in a deep breath, a little
nervous, thinking she knew what Bob had in mind.

He oiled the artificial cock and pushed one end into Randi's cunt.
It was thicker than Bob's prick, but Randi took it as he slipped it
in.

"Bambi, take off your blouse and skirt."

She complied.  Naked except for a garter belt, stockings, and high
heels she stood with her magnificent boobs hanging before her.  Oh,
not hanging real bad, but consider her incredible assets.

"This end is for you," Bob waved the other end of the phony prick at
her.

"What!?" she stared at the woman on the couch.  And at the head of
the prick she now had to accept from that same woman.  She wasn't
sure of this idea.  She was unsure she could do this.

Bob led her over, and had her kneel over Randi on the couch.  Randi
was salivating openly at the idea of finally being given Bambi. "Oh
god, yes!" slipped out between her puffed up red lips. Bob had come
through for Randi again.

Randi licked the air before Bambi's cunt lips while they wagged
before her face. Soon, however, Bob had settled her back, getting
Bambi to squat over the prick Randi imagined was hers.

Randi took to sucking the big boobs hanging before her now.  Bambi,
aroused by physical stimulus, more than the situation perhaps, began
to feel shivers of excitement run down her spine.

Bob forced her onto the synthetic pecker.  It was huge.  She thought
it was splitting her open, although she knew she'd had bigger. She
felt as though the other woman was forcing a cock into her. Inching
it in, Bob finally had both women attached at the crotch the way he'd
wanted.

Randi began to hump mildly.  The motion of the gigantic false prick
caused Bambi to gasp with surprise and sharp pleasure.  The depth of
the intrusion was incredible and she felt it wanted to creep up and
out her throat.

Bob formed the mental image of a phallic shaped mind probe and
violated Bambi's mind at the same time.  She felt his entry almost as
if he were entering her pussy.  His probe slithered into her and now,
she could sense, he was her.  He was fucking Randi using her body.
He'd taken complete physical control and was letting her watch and
feel from the recesses of her own mind.

Bob could feel Bambi's tits.  And Randi was pinching at one
viciously as she bit, really bit, at the other.  He could feel the
incredible monster cock inside her, and by clenching her muscles little
it felt like a like a puppet inside her, reacying to her direction, he
still was aroused in his own body.  

Stripping, he pressed Bambi forward.  The rubber cock was bent over,
and Bambi was on top of Randi.  Now her rectum was exposed.  He could
feel the tickle in her ass as he rubbed his cock against the little
flower of her anus.

The girls paused for him while he made his entry to Bambi's second
hole.  He worked it in, inch at a time.  Slowly, ever so slowly, he
pushed his cock in to the hilt.  He was thrilled, he really was
fucking both women at the same time.

Bambi felt full.  The rubber cock bent between her and Randi. She was
surprised, but Bob's presence had left, where did he go? Then she saw
Randi's eyes pop open.

Yes, she thought.  Bob is fucking both of us in every possible way.  He
can violate our most inner sanctum, in every way, we are both
totally property, as totally as he can make us.

Bob looked up at his own face over Bambi's back.  He pulled her lips
down to Randi's and engaged in a lip and tongue duel.  Bambi tasted
very yummy to Randi.

The double headed dildo was doing its job.  Both women were heavily
aroused from the friction of the false phallus.  Bob added to their
fire by fanning the erotic sensations they felt.  He reached for
Bambi's tits with Randi's hands.  He reached for Randi's tits with
Bambi's hands.  He pumped his cock up Bambi's tight, tight ass, reaming
her out.

Bambi came first.  Her mind, realizing just how brutally she was being
used, not only front and back, but her entire body and mind, was
aroused far beyond her norm.  She was engaged in kissing Randi when she
began to scream.  Bob thought it appropriate she had 'come' in Randi's
mouth.

Randi wasn't far behind.  Her body, crushed with the weight of the two
bodies above her was feeling flashes of radiant heat pull her into the
abyss of orgasm.

Bob, last of all, poured his jism into Bambi's ass.  The tight ring of
muscle squeezed at him, ejecting him as he became limp.

The girls remained connected.

Bob moved back to his chair.  He watched the female forms on his
couch come down now.  Bambi was somewhat uncomfortable with Randi's
proximity.  He'd decided everyone would eventually get it on in his
house, and she'd best get used to it.

"Don't let it out of your cunts."

The sex toys on the couch tried to find a way to get comfortable while
attached at the hips.  They worked their way around and finally each
had a head on an arm of the couch.  Their crotches remained together,
actually a few inches apart, and their legs were intertwined.

Bob thought for a time.  The women became slightly restless but
obedient to his instructions.  A contest of sexual frenzy, Bob thought.

"Okay, Let's see which of you can make the other come first."

Both women looked over at him.  Randi was thanking him with her eyes.
Bambi was confused, not having expected this situation to arise.  She
was enjoying herself, but felt a nagging censor at the back of her
head.  Bob remembered full well she'd believed girl/girl sex was a bad
thing, but he also knew it for a 'Harry' planted idea, not really her
own view.

Randi immediately began to hump her groin against Bambi's, pressing
their mutual cocks deeper.  This was poor strategy, since she also
was stimulating her own genitalia.

Bambi fondled Randi's nipples, bringing about a gasp from her, um,
competition.  She pulled and pinched, using her own talent to find
the other woman's weaknesses.

To Bob's surprise, Bambi swept out a control probe to Randi, which he
swept aside in a hurry.  She'd realized she could use her talent to win
this contest.  Bob smiled to himself, tempted to let her do so.  It
would serve the little cunt to get used by another woman, instead of
the other way around.

"No Bambi.  I don't want you to play that way today," he said. "Maybe
later."

Randi worked her thumb against Bambi's clit.  Bambi couldn't stop from
letting out a moan.  Randi tried to pull one of Bambi's large boobs
within sucking reach.  She couldn't quite from the position they were
in, but a violent yank on the nipple reached one of Bambi's weaknesses.

She thrilled in the pain shooting through her tit.  She was now
bucking far more violently against the rubber dick bas
twitching, and Bob watched the heat rising in her.

Randi too was excited.  Her lust at having Bambi had her nerve endings
enflamed.  It also helped to have Bambi's hands all over her.  She
panted rapidly, while seeking a further way to force Bambi to come
first.

"I, I, I can't, uh, can't..." Bambi was rubbing Randi's bump of
clitoral flesh with a thumb now, but muttering about difficulty of
contact.  Randi almost going over herself, began to crush Bambi's
little clitoris bundle.

"AAAAIIIIEEEEE!" screamed Bambi, threshing against the bruising
treatment she was receiving.  The lightning flash of orgasmic energy
jolted her about.

"GODDDDAMNIT YES!" followed the screech from Randi just moments
later.  The two women bucked against each other's crotch while
keeping their hands in place, manipulating the sex they each held.

They eased back in slow motion, resting their sweat covered heads.
Their hair pointed in places from the dripping sweat. Flushed pink
from the exertion, neither had their eyes open.

Bob got a blanket and covered them.  They remained nestled together,
still inside each other by virtue of an artificial organ.  Every
now and then one of them would kiss the other's leg or foot.

Bob just went back to reading.

continued in part 12