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 Archive name: bea.txt (fff)
 Authors name: Bob Fischl (bfischl@frontiernet.net)
 Story title : Bea's Bored
 Date: 1997

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 BEAıS BORED (fff)
 by Bea Fischl


 Bea was really bored. She woke up in the morning with
 a longing for something really exciting. She had called
 up Sheryl and Nancy the night before to come over for
 a hot tub, hoping it would relieve the tedium. Bea had
 so much fun when they were all together because both
 women always made her feel so desirable. Nancy was the
 most brazen, but Sheryl, with her cute little buns and
 ample breasts, was the coy one who always got things
 started.

 Bea's husband had left on a business trip the day be-
 fore. And it would be another week before he returned.
 But today Bea wanted to do something really different.
 All the arrangements were made. Nancy and Sheryl would
 stop by after work. Bea pulled together a salad and
 made some chicken breasts to cook on the grill. The
 night was cold and a soft snowfall made everything
 pristine and white.

 As Bea fired up the hot tub, she thought about Nancy's
 smile and how, whenever they were together, Nancy was
 always trying to come on to her. It was no secret that
 Nancy was into sex whenever and wherever possible.
 Sheryl was also a bit of a sexpot, but was much more
 subtle about it than Nancy. 

 So the two of them made a perfect pair. But Bea had
 never done anything with either. Tonight, thought Bea,
 would be a great time to test the waters with both of
 those femmes. "Let's find out if I'm all talk, too,"
 Bea wondered out loud to her cat Tillie. 

 Around 7 PM, Nancy and Sheryl knocked on the door.
 After settling into the kitchen with a glass of wine,
 Sheryl asked Bea how her day had gone. "I'm bored,"
 said Bea, "and I'd do just about anything to get out
 of this funk that I'm in."

 Both Nancy and Sheryl looked at each other and smiled.
 "So when's your precious man coming back?" asked Nancy
 sarcastically. Nancy had always liked Bea's Bobby (as
 she called him) but a man was a man, after all. "Not
 for another week," replied Bea dejectedly.

 Then Sheryl piped up. "Are you going to do anything
 special for his return this time?"  Sheryl and Nancy
 both knew how Bea liked to surprise Bobby whenever he
 went away for a business trip. One time she had put
 on just shoes and a garter belt with stockings and
 picked him up at the airport. She wore a long overcoat
 but that was it. No bra, no panties.  He didn't have a
 clue about what was going on until they had finished
 putting the suitcases in the trunk. As Bea climbed
 into the car, she let the coat slip open a bit,
 revealing a small patch of brown fuzz. Bobby almost
 wrecked the car trying to get home so fast that night.
 
 Bea smiled at the recollection and turned to Sheryl.
 "Have you got any ideas?" Bea asked. Sheryl just
 smiled and said "let me think about it."  Bea poured
 another glass of wine and went about cooking the
 chicken. When they had all finished eating, Nancy and
 Sheryl did the dishes while Bea checked the temperature
 in the hot tub. "It's ready," shouted Bea from the
 other room. Bea walked over to the stereo and put on
 some hard rocking Melissa Etheridge.

 In a flash, Nancy stripped off her top, unfastened her
 bra, and pulled her pants down, standing there only in
 her panties. Bea and Sheryl watched with amusement.
 "Not much of a stripper, are you, Nanc?" Sheryl said
 in a  mocking tone. "Why don't you show Bea how it
 should be done," replied Nancy. With that, Sheryl
 walked over the edge of the tub and stood up on it.
 After looking around the room for a minute, she started
 to rock her hips back and forth, to and fro.

 "How's this?" asked Sheryl. Both Nancy and Bea broke
 into cat calls. With their encouragement, Sheryl
 exaggerated even more. She pulled her bra off from
 under her shirt and swung it over her head.

 "More, more, take it off. take it all off," hollered
 Nancy, "let's see what you've got under there." Sheryl
 slowly pulled her arms out from her shirt and then
 lifted the whole thing over her head. Her bouncing
 breasts popped out and Nancy whistled a high-pitched
 shriek of delight. 

 Finally, Sheryl jumped down from the edge of the tub.
 She turned away from both Bea and Nancy and undid the
 top button of her jeans. Swaying to the music, Sheryl
 slid her jeans down and stepped out of them. Standing
 there clad in only her panties, Nancy really went wild
 over Sheryl. Yelling and whistling, she looked over at
 Bea and said "brace yourself dear, Sheryl's been
 wanting to show off her new look ever since she started
 doing it last week."

 Bea started to ask Nancy what she was referring to
 when, all of a sudden, Sheryl turned away again and
 slowly worked her lace panties down around her hips.
 Playing with the elastic, she stretched and pulled
 them down around her knees and then let go as her
 panties fell around her feet. She kicked off her
 panties and when Sheryl turned around, Bea let out a
 little gasp. She hadn't realized she'd been holding
 her breath.

 As Sheryl turned, it was obvious what Nancy had been
 referring to earlier. Sheryl had completely shaved her
 pubic area. Nancy started laughing at Bea's response.
 "C'mon, haven't you ever done that?"  Bea's eyes were
 riveted to Sheryl's smooth mound and protruding 
 "Well, it is pretty sexy," said Bea, "and I think
 you've just given me an idea about what to do for
 Bobby's return. As Sheryl started to walk over to the
 tub, she turned to face Bea. "We'd be glad to help,"
 she said with a twinkle in her eye.

 Bea just laughed but deep down she tingled a little at
 the thought. "Lemme get back to you on that one," she
 said coyly. Why was she such a chicken, she thought to
 herself. I should have just called Sherylıs dare to
 see what wouldıve happened. Oh well.

 As Bea soaked in the hot, bubbly water of the tub, she
 looked around the room contentedly. Outside, the snow
 began to pile up. From her vantage she saw the outline
 of the fence in the backyard with almost a foot of
 snow on top. Sheryl and Nancy were sitting lazily next
 to one another and across from Bea. 

 The steam from the hot tub bellowed up and swirled
 around the ceiling of the greenhouse room where the
 tub was located. The plants just loved all that steam.
 Bea moved out to the middle of the tub and tried to
 float on her back. Nancy extended her leg slowly and
 positioned it under Bea so she could float unassisted.

 As Bea lay across Nancyıs leg spread-eagled to the
 Jacuzzi jet, the warm stream of water gently caressed
 her folds and continued up her belly. She put her head
 back so her ears were totally submerged in the whir of
 the water. The pleasant rumble was so soothing, so
 easy to get lost in the sound. 

 Time stood still as she drifted deeper and deeper into
 the sound. She could feel the crook of Nancy's foot
 cradle her in the warmth. Bea let her arms float out
 to grab the side of the tub and brushed up against
 Sheryl who had moved over to a jet of her own. As Bea
 opened her eyes, she caught the outline of Sheryl's
 sex shimmering in the water. She shivered slightly as
 her eyes followed the curve of Sherylıs hips down her
 thighs, over her bare mound and to the very edges of
 her smooth slit. 

 After noticing approving glances from Sheryl, Bea
 worked up her courage and finally asked,  "Sheryl, why
 did you decide to shave?" Sheryl shifted her position
 to give Bea an even better view and said "I thought it
 might spice things up a bit." "And boy has it ever,"
 grinned Nancy. Sheryl looked at Nancy and made a face
 but then laughed. "It does take a little upkeep,"
 shrugged Sheryl, "as it re-grows, it can be painful ­
 stubble burn, you know."

 Nancy piped up, "itıs sort of like a kissing man who
 has a two-day old beard. But youıd know about that
 better than I would Bea," Nancy smirked. Sheryl put
 one arm over Nancyıs shoulder and the other over Bea's
 and took the weight off her feet so sheıd float. As
 she buoyed up, Sheryl pointed her toes towards the jet
 stream of water. 

 Beaıs eyes were glued on Sheryl from this new per-
 spective and she reached out to feel the slick sight
 before her. Sheryl let out a hushed murmur and arched
 her back to Beaıs touch.  Bea was enthralled by the
 smooth, slippery surface. She rolled her palm flat
 against the top of Sheryl's soft mound and let her
 fingers drop lustfully down. By this time, Nancy had
 moved over and was kissing the tops of Sheryl's feet.

 While Bea's fingers gently explored Sheryl's exposed
 folds, Nancy worked her way up the opposing thigh,
 until Nancyıs tongue and Beaıs middle finger were
 within inches of each other. Sheryl started to moan
 and tense her legs. It was clear that the electricity
 was flowing through her like a shorted circuit.

 She gasped as Nancy reached up and pressed her nipple
 between her two fingers, softly rubbing until a dis-
 tinct hardness was felt. Sheryl whimpered softly as
 Bea gently rubbed her clit between her thumb and index
 finger. As the surges rose, Bea quickened the pace.
 Sheryl responded like a symphony to a maestro. The
 tension built to an unbearable pitch and then a
 frenzied crescendo which plucked at the strings of her
 sex. Nancy started suckling Sheryl's breast like a
 newborn, licking and lusting from one to the other.

 Then Bea used her fingers to part Sherylıs slit and
 slip her tongue into the warm, moist folds. Sheryl
 started to shake and moan. She gasped as one final
 surge released itself from within and then she just
 relaxed, limp in the warm comfort of the water. Sheryl
 finally opened her eyes and stood up in the tub.

 "Oh my," she said to Nancy, "that was as good as it's
 ever been."

 Nancy looked over approvingly at Bea and then Sheryl.
 "Donıt thank me," said Nancy, "thank Bea." Bea blushed
 at the compliment and then just blurted it out. She
 didnıt even think about it for a minute. And, looking
 back, while it wasnıt the most impulsive thing Bea had
 done, it was to set the stage for many exciting
 adventures to come.

 "Sheryl?" Bea asked in a quiet voice, "a little while
 ago, you said you'd be glad to help." Sheryl looked
 over and smiled as she replied, "help with what?" Bea
 was flustered but continued, "you know, play barber,"
 she said with a slight smile. 


 BEAıS BUTCH CUT

 Sheryl laughed out loud at Bea's seeming discomfort.
 After all, here were three friends standing naked,
 waist deep in a luxurious hot tub, and Bea was acting
 like a scared schoolgirl. "You know Bea," smiled
 Sheryl,  "you can always count on me to help you out
 any way I can."  Nancy jumped into the fray. "And
 donıt forget me," Nancy quipped, "I'm one of the best
 stylists in the county. Just ask Sheryl."

 Bea sighed contentedly. She had known Nancy and Sheryl
 for over two  years and counted them among her best
 friends. They always did things together. Of course,
 it had been obvious from the first moment that Nancy
 would've jumped Bea's bones in a minute. But in a way,
 that just made Bea feel wanted even more.

 And, it was also obvious that Sheryl and Nancy had
 known each other for over five years because they were
 so relaxed and at ease with themselves, and with Bea.
 But this latest escapade was completely different for
 Bea. While she had always enjoyed the company of other
 women, Bea never thought sheıd be so turned on by
 another womanıs body. She still didnıt know why she
 asked Sheryl for help with shaving.

 But when Bea first caught a glimpse of Sheryl's baby-
 smooth belly and sultry slit, she was turned on beyond
 her wildest imaginings. She wanted to feel the fire of
 a tongue on her own swelling clit. She wanted to shiver
 from those soft and sensuous strokes. Without any hair
 to get in the way, it would be a whole new sensation,
 she thought. 

 "So what do we need to do?" asked Bea. Nancy got out
 of the tub and began to towel herself while Sheryl
 just laid back against a jet in the tub. "First thing
 we need is a couple of sharp razors," Sheryl murmured
 just loud enough for Bea to hear over the rumble of
 the tub.

 "The double-bladed types are best but they should be
 new," Sheryl continued. "Nancy, would you go upstairs
 and look in the third drawer of the bathroom vanity?"
 Bea said. Nancy had haphazardly flung the towel over
 her shoulder and was standing mostly uncovered, her
 perky breasts rising and falling with each breath.

 "Sure Bea," Nancy replied, "but weıll also need some
 hypo-allergenic shave cream and some collagen mois-
 turizing lotion. You don't want to get any of those
 red speed bumps, do ya?" she continued with a smile. 

 Bea told Nancy where to look and after Nancy left, Bea
 turned to Sheryl. "How long have you been shaving,
 Sheryl?" Bea asked. "Just a little over a week this
 time. But Iıve done it before." Sheryl replied teasing-
 ly. "As I told you, it does spice things up quite
 nicely, but it also takes a little upkeep. Once you
 shave, you have to keep shaving every other day at the
 least. I usually touch up every day when Iım taking a
 shower."

 Sheryl repositioned herself so that the hot tub jet
 was hitting her clit directly. "Oh that feels so nice,"
 she said wantonly. "Does it chafe at all," Bea asked
 sheepishly. Why was she so interested in all these
 details, Sheryl wondered to herself. "Well, it can,"
 Sheryl said, "but you just need to know what to do.
 In the morning, you should use some talcum or another
 type of bath powder before you put on your panties.
 And use a moisturizer every day, too. Beyond that, it
 just depends on your skin and hair type."

 Nancy returned just as Sheryl finished telling Bea to
 relax. "Got it all right here," she smiled triumphantly
 as she motioned to the little cosmetic bag that she
 carried. "Bea, why donıt you sit up here," Sheryl
 patted her hand on the side of the tub, "and weıll take
 care of the rest." Bea's beautifully shaped breasts
 parted the water as she stood up. She sat on the edge
 of the hot tub and spread her legs a little.

 Nancy pulled out a small pair of scissors and proceeded
 to bend over Bea's exposed pubes. "Let's give 'em some-
 thing to talk about," Nancy moronically crooned Bonnie
 Rait. "A little mystery to figure out..." Nancy looked
 up to Beaıs pretty face and said, "there that takes
 care of the longest hairs." When Bea looked down, her
 first impulse was to cross her legs. As she started to
 do just that, Sheryl came up around the side. "Not so
 fast," Sheryl joked, "this is a view that shouldnıt be
 concealed." 

 Bea laughed, embarrassed as much by all the attention
 she was receiving as she was by her now neatly trimmed
 and very exposed pussy. The outline of Beaıs slit was
 becoming ever more visible as Nancy kept trimming away
 at the shorter hairs.

 Sheryl came over and caressed Beaıs thigh with her
 hand, and then ran her tongue up, up, up until she
 almost kissed the open petal of Beaıs lips. Bea
 tingled and spread her legs open even further. "OK,
 you two," said Nancy with a slight gleam, "there'll
 be plenty of time in a few minutes for some fireworks."

 Bea shifted position and Sheryl got the shave cream,
 spurted some into her hand and then slowly worked it
 into a lather in Beaıs crotch. "Let that soak and
 soften the hair for a minute," Sheryl said. After a
 few minutes elapsed, Sheryl reached over for one of
 the razors. "Here we go," she said as she shaved the
 top-most hair. Sheryl gripped the razor tightly but
 applied it very gently as she descended part way down
 Beaıs pussy, taking out a swath of the downy soft
 sprouts. After a few deft strokes, the upper hair was
 almost entirely gone so Sheryl moved lower. 

 "Now comes the trickier part," Sheryl said, "don't
 wiggle, OK, "cause I donıt want to slip." Nancy
 smirked but said nothing. Sheryl used her fingers for
 balance as she shaved right up to the edges of Beaıs
 outer lips. She then shifted position so she could
 get at the other side more easily. Stroke after
 luscious stroked, she scrapped away at the hair which
 clung to the edges of Beaıs labia.

 Bea lost herself in a flood of sexy sensation that
 threatened to make her quiver. "Bea, if you keep that
 up, you may get your clit cut, too." Nancy teased. But
 Bea couldn't help herself. Every touch sent a jolt
 right through her. She couldn't believe how sensitive
 her pussy felt; how even the slightest movement
 against her skin created wave after wave of passion.
 "Almost done," said Sheryl with obvious satisfaction.
 "Let me just touch up this last spot."

 Sheryl pulled a little at Beaıs clit as she shaved the
 hair around it. Bea's button popped up from its hooded
 hiding spot like a jack-in-the-pulpit on a warm, sunny
 spring day. Sheryl finished the last little bit, dipped
 her hand in the warm water of the hot tub, and gently
 washed off the remaining shaving cream.

 Bea looked down to behold a bare, hairless slit that
 disappeared from view. Not since she was a little girl
 had she seen herself this way. Sheryl moved over and
 squirted some of the moisturizing lotion onto Bea. She
 slowly massaged Beaıs mound and smooth-as-silk flower
 petals until Bea moaned with desire.

 Without saying a word, Sheryl spread Beaıs lips and
 dipped her tongue teasingly down. Starting at the
 bottom of her slit, she worked her way up to Beaıs
 swelling clit and then teased it out of its hiding
 place. As her clit became erect, Bea felt a surge of
 wetness between her legs. She tried to hold back but
 it was impossible. She was gripped by the fiery
 passion that washed over her. Her skin, her lips, her
 clit conspired to hold her enchanted. 

 The heat she felt deep within was spreading rapidly,
 first to her legs, then to her feet, then to her arms.
 In a moment, she was engulfed by a wildfire that
 ravaged her and made her lust for more. The first wave
 made her feel so dreamy. The second surge left her
 reeling, as if the heat that ran the full length of her
 body was an uncontrolled chain reaction. Her clit
 roiled as Sheryl ran her tongue up and down the full
 length of her hairless slit. Her legs tensed as she
 went higher and higher. 

 Bea shuddered as she reached the first peak. But Sheryl
 didn't stop. Her hot tongue circled and toyed, licked
 and separated Beaıs lips once again. As Bea felt her
 passion mount, Sheryl slid a finger in deep and pushed
 up from within. 

 It was too much. Bea convulsed as the waves washed over
 her. Up and up, the waves took her completely and she
 surrendered to the sensations. The flow between Bea's
 legs turned into a torrent. Bea gripped the side of the
 hot tub and, for a moment, thought she was going to
 burst from the intense feelings that were welling up
 inside her. 

 When the initial intensity ebbed, Bea opened her eyes
 and smiled. "Oh Sheryl," Bea exclaimed, "I've never
 come so hard before in my whole life." Sheryl just
 smiled but Nancy was mesmerized by Bea's new look.
 "So," Nancy said after tearing her eyes off Bea's
 slick sex, "looks like Sheryl just sent you to the
 moon." Bea laughed and nodded her head. "Wanna try for
 Venus," Nancy said with a lusty look in her eye.


 BEA GOES TO VENUS

 The sumptuous sensation of warm water washing over
 smooth, flushed skin is perhaps the most erotic,
 especially after a particularly intense and thrilling
 orgasm.  So restful, so calming, and yet Beaıs body
 tingled with anticipation. What would, what could the
 next moment bring?

 Bea felt so energized and vibrant as her body floated
 blissfully on the tumbling waters of the hot tub.
 Sheryl was stretched out beside her. Bea looked over
 and felt a closeness she'd never experienced before.
 Everything was relaxed, so easy. Bea felt electrify-
 ingly alive, as if her new-found sensitivity jolted
 her at every turn. She ran her hands down her freshly
 shaved mound and toyed for an instant at the top of
 her clit. As a slight chill ran rained down from her
 fingertips, Bea pulled back and let her fingers cup
 the kid-glove soft, inner folds of her heretofore most
 private parts.

 Nancy went out to the car to get her gym bag. "How
 could she get out of this tub and go out into a snowy
 night like this in a robe?" thought Bea. What can pos-
 sibly be that important? Sheryl rolled over and mur-
 mured contentedly. Bea closed her eyes for a minute
 and then, hesitatingly said, "Sheryl, what's Nancy
 really up to anyway?"

 Sheryl sat up in the tub with a smile. "Why Bea, you
 know how Nancy can be, always looking for new toys."
 Bea looked up at the ceiling, rolled her eyes and
 smiled. "Great," Bea exclaimed, "Donıt tell me, Nancy's
 bringing in a..."

 Bea was interrupted as Nancy came striding back into
 the hot tub room ­ her robe flying open to reveal a
 cute, neatly trimmed pussy as she walked. Nancy put
 down the gym bag she was holding next to the hot tub.
 "OK Bea," she said with a wink, "get ready for the
 trip of your life." Nancy quickly unzipped the bag and
 reached inside. She pulled out a long strap and held
 it up to Bea. "Well, I give up, said Bea, "what is it?"

 Nancy reached over and pulled the strap around Beaıs
 neck to bring her close. With one quick movement she
 secured the Velcro all the way around. Bea was amused
 by  the obvious. "Like a puppy on a leash," she
 thought. "That's just one use for it," laughed Nancy.
 You can also wear it like a harness by slipping this
 end through here." Bea put her arms up as Nancy reached
 around her to fasten the harness.

 Bea then pulled apart the Velcro straps and deftly
 stepped into the center of the webbing. She grasped
 the sides and positioned the last strap on the belt
 area and then pulled the remaining straps into place.
 "That's pretty sexy on you, my dear, especially with
 that squeaky clean look you're sporting," teased
 Nancy.  "I'm glad they didnıt put any Velcro down
 lower," Bea said mockingly, "but either way itıs still
 a funny fit." 

 "Show Bea the accessories, Nancy," Sheryl said with
 a mysterious grin.  After the harness was in place,
 Nancy ambled over to the gym bag. "Well, let's see,
 do you want regular or premium?" Sheryl looked over
 and laughed. "Oh give her the high-test, Nancy." The
 bag in her hand, Nancy stepped back to Bea. "Think
 she could take a double?" Nancy queried Sheryl.
 "Double what?" asked Bea incredulously. "Give her a
 little time dear, youıre scaring the poor thing,"
 Sheryl responded with obvious glee.

 Nancy went over to the gym bag and pulled out a
 phallic looking object about the size of her thumb
 that was completely flat on one end. It had a small
 clasp on the flat end, the kind you find on cheap
 luggage. "Whereıd you get this stuff? At the B & D
 bargain basement?" laughed Bea. Nancy let out a howl
 of approval at Beaıs comment. 

 "Here, bend over Bea," Nancy joked back, "let me see
 if this will fit." Bea bent over at the waist just to
 tease Nancy. Her languorous legs lifted her small butt
 up high in the air, revealing her hot-tub flushed,
 pink backside. Nancy shifted over and softly slid the
 tip of her toy against Beaıs lips, moving up and away
 and dallying, just for a second, around the brown edge
 of Bea's ass. 

 Nancy started to ream the edge lightly as Bea quivered.
 "You're not gonna try putting that thing where the sun
 don't shine, are you Nanc?" Bea questioned and smiled.
 "Oh, you never know," laughed Nancy, "this thing has
 multiple uses."  Bea struck a waif-like pose and sucked
 on her forefinger. "Like what else can you do with it,"
 Bea asked innocently. Nancy moved over to Bea and eyed
 her appreciatively. "Well," Nancy paused, "let me give
 you a complete demonstration." 

 Nancy wet the tip of the fake phallus with her lips.
 "OK, now you just slide this you-know-where, and then
 you secure it to this clasp so it doesnıt fall out,"
 Nancy motioned as she moved the toy to within a pro-
 verbial hair of Bea's bald, beveled slit. Bea licked
 her finger tips and then extended her hand down until
 she felt a mixture of moistures. She worked the toy
 dick around the edges of her lips for a few seconds
 and then started pushing it in. The flat part of the
 toy rested between Bea's legs as Nancy reached under
 to fasten the clasp. 

 "There, howıs that feel?" Nancy asked. "Well, to tell
 you the truth it's pretty weird. Is this supposed to
 make me gush or something?" Bea responded as she tried
 to waddle around. Sheryl and Nancy started laughing
 uncontrollably at the sight and sound of Bea. "Well,
 I donıt think it was intended as a hiking accessory,"
 Sheryl finally said after her fit subsided.

 Bea laughed and started to undo the harness. She bent
 over a bit and slowly began to slide out the toy penis
 from within the folds of her flower. As it slipped
 silkily past the outer edges of her hairless lips, Bea
 shuddered slightly. "Well, what other treasures have
 you brought tonight," she said with an coy smile. 

 Sheryl grinned and turned to Nancy. "Let's see that
 blow up man you bought." Bea looked up. "Youıre
 kidding. You didn't really buy one of those things,
 did you?" Nancy pulled out a square package and tossed
 it over to Sheryl. The smell of new vinyl permeated
 the air as Sheryl unfolded the flat, flaccid parcel.
 As she smoothed out the wrinkles, she felt around for
 the air valve. "Great, we can also use it for a float
 in the hot tub," Nancy gestured as she pointed to the
 valve near the neck. 

 "Hey, look at this," said Sheryl, "it says right here
 he's a virgin. See, it says "made from pure virgin
 vinyl." Bea climbed into the tub next to Sheryl and
 gawked. Sheryl pursed her lips and started blowing.
 "Why don't you let Bea do that," Nancy piped up with
 a smile, "she's more used to blowing men than you'll
 ever be." Sheryl made a face but continued to mouth
 the mannequinıs neck like a vampire deflating a
 hapless victim. 

 Soon the arms and legs of the blow-up toy popped out,
 along with a distinct protuberance. Nancy came over
 and started playing with the partially limp part,
 making noises and acting as if she was tickling the
 thing to life. As the manıs face, chest and head took
 shape, Sheryl stopped puffing and gave the doll a
 little squeeze. "There, that ought to do it.

 Who wants the first ride?" Sheryl eyes gleamed as she
 asked. "Maybe we should baptize him or something,"
 remarked Bea, "after all, he is a virgin." Nancy
 reached over and grabbed the inflated penis between
 her two fingers. She made a masturbatory motion with
 her fist and smirked. "Not for long." 

                         THE End
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