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Female Army Officer Part 4 The Rules

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Chapter Four

 

The Rules

 

            We walked into a huge spacious open planned penthouse apartment. The five guys were sitting on a large leather L- shaped couch at the far end of the room.  Behind them the entire wall was glass and overlooked the open countryside on this side and on my right the hospital. I was slightly nervous now. All their eyes were on me and my growing feelings that I was in control and able to do this had slipped sli

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ghtly on production of another tape and now plummeted in the face of all of them. One was easy to handle, but six, especially when I only really found two of them remotely attractive, was going to be harder. I also knew that they were going to see me naked and - if the taxi was any indication - also a whole lot more.

 

“She came.” The tall skinny bloke of three years ago had filled out a bit, but not enough. If I remembered rightly this whole thing was his fault and I could see from his eyes that he was looking forward to this.

 

“She agreed?” I did not recognise the speaker at first but the voice sounded familiar.

 

We had walked over and stood just in front of them. All their eyes were watching me as they waited to hear what they already knew from my presence.

 

“She agreed.”

 

“Yes,” the shout was flattering and I smiled.

 

On seeing my smile they laughed.

 

“She thinks you are happy she came.”

 

“Ohh but I am ....and you know why Sarah?” he looked at me. He was muscular and tanned, I tried to place his name ...Luke I think, “James did not think you would come and I bet him a thousand pounds you would.”

 

I tried to hide my disappointment behind a false smile but inside I was gutted. I wanted at least one of them to be happy to see me from desire and not part of the game.

 

“So what took you so long Tom.”

 

I looked down at the carpet knowing full well that he would take great pleasure in re-telling the taxi ride.

 

“Here you can see for yourself,” he threw the disc over towards Luke.

 

“She didn’t?”

 

“See for yourself but not just now. First she needs to hear all of the rules.”

 

Tom crossed over to the fridge and grabbed six beers. I tried to appear un bothered and gazed around the room. I could see 4 doors to my left and a further 4 to my right. The kitchen was behind me to the right and had a breakfast bar separating it from the rest of the room. In the far corner stood a solid Oak dining table with eight heavy Oak chairs. Otherwise the room was empty barring the couch they were sitting on. Tom joined them on the couch and I made to walk towards them.

 

“Stay there Sarah.”

 

I met his gaze and he had that knowing smile back on his face.

 

“So who wants to go first?”

 

“After you Tom.”

 

“Ok.”

 

“Are you recording this James?”

 

I did not bother reacting. I presumed that was what they were hoping I would do.

 

“First rule – There is to be no touching. We,” he spread his hands out to indicate them all, “are not allowed to touch you in any shape or manner and you are not allowed to touch us, unless you beg us to and then only we can decide if we want to. If we don’t then you can’t.”

 

“Second rule – You are not allowed to touch or instigate sexual contact with anybody else during this month. In other words you agree to abstain unless you are in our company and you beg them for it. Again it will them be up to them if they want to or not.”

 

“Third rule – You are only to work the agreed shifts patterns. We have a copy of your rota so you cannot hide away at work.”

 

“Fourth rule – You agree to do what ever we ask of you when we ask it without question.”

 

“I need an answer Sarah.”

 

“Yes,” my voice croaked.

 

“Louder please.”

I looked up at him, “YES”

 

“Good. Fifth rule – We will tape everything. The tapes will be left beside the TV. Feel free to watch any of them, but the original tape will remain hidden away. If any of the tapes disappear, get broken or erased then the original gets sent first class post.”

 

“Sixth rule – You will be escorted to and from work by one of us. Whilst at work you will be required to wear a chastity belt.”

 

“What?”

 

“Fourth rule Sarah.”

 

What? I shook my head in frustration. A chastity belt. Why?

 

“Seventh rule  - We do not like hairy woman – so you are to be shave every day, everywhere.”

 

“Eighth rule – There are to be no locked doors in this house.”

 

“Ninth rule – You are not allowed to relieve yourself sexually unless we ask you to. If you get caught playing with yourself the tape gets sent. You can have the taxi ride as a freebie.” He smiled at the others.

 

“Tenth rule – On entry to this apartment you are to strip naked. We will give you a choice of what to wear each day.”

 

“Eleventh rule – You are not allowed to phone or contact anybody unless we tell you to.”

 

“But my husb...”

 

“Fourth rule Sarah.”

 

“Do not worry we know you only phone him once or twice a week.”

 

“Finally – we can change, add or delete any of the above rules at any time bar the touching rule.”

 

“At the end of the month you will get all the tapes back and be free to go whatever happens.”

 

“Do you understand? Any questions this is your last chance.”

 

“Yes I understand but three things – if one of you touch me without me begging for it what happens? I do get to phone my husband right? And what happens if I have to work late I am a doctor after all?”

“You will get to phone your husband and as for working late we do understand but we will be watching. So only in emergencies Sarah nothing else. No private work no filling in for a colleague. This month you are ours. If we touch other than for the reason I will explain at a later date you win Sarah you get the tapes and you can go.”

 

“Rule ten Sarah,” It was Luke who spoke now.

 

Rule ten... god what was rule ten....ahh yes. I sighed.

 

“No sighing Sarah I hate sighing and I have waited three years for this so look up and strip like a good girl.”

 

I started to wiggle my hips and unbutton my blouse.

 

“Stop.”

 

“What, why Tom it is the rules,” Luke was not happy.

 

“Don’t worry buddy I have a better idea.”

 

He crossed over to the TV and put the disc into the player.

 

“Sarah over beside the TV please.”

 

I padded over. The TV was by the large windows and behind it stood the hospital. We were four stories up but the windows stretched from floor to ceiling and I knew if anybody looked up they would be able to see me as well.

 

“I like it.” Luke was nodding his head.

 

“Move back a bit Sarah right against the glass.”

 

The TV burst into life and although I could not see the screen from where I was now stripping I could hear the taxi driver’s voice. My nipples were solid again as I peeled my blouse off. But they were all watching the screen. It was like in the taxi with Tom, they were more interested in something else... I was it seemed forgotten about. I stopped dancing and looked out of the window.

 

“Who said you could stop Sarah?”

 

I smiled to myself...they were watching. The thought exciting me and I could feel the warmth beginning to grow between my legs. Only my skirt remained so it was not going to be much of a tease. Especially when they had the full spread view on the plasma screen in front of them. But I was again resigned to it and determined to enjoy myself. I hitched the skirt up tantalisingly revealing my thigh as I moved around shaking my bottom. In my mind I was turning them on........they were all watching with cocks ready to burst free from their trousers. They were all just like the taxi driver all desperate to pound me to ravish me and I would not let them. I had my back to them and lifted my skirt up around my waist to show my bottom. I bent forward and just before they could see my swollen pussy I dropped the skirt back down again.

 

“What is she doing?”

 

“Sarah take the skirt off and stand still. We will tell you what to do. Rule nine Sarah.”

 

I let the skirt drop and stood still. My pussy ached as I let the dance continue in my head. They could stop me physically but they had no idea what I was thinking. They left me standing there for ten minutes while they finished watching the film. I had to give up with the fantasy dance it was making me far too horny and I was growing desperate in my desire to play with myself. I reached behind me with my left hand in the pretence of scratching my bottom. My fingers starting scratching at my back but before I knew it they had migrated onto my bottom. No reaction from them, perhaps they were buying it. I reached further round finding the crack of my arse and tracing it downwards. God it felt good........ too good for the pretence to continue. My fantasies had always centred on me being naked in front of groups of men who would lust after my body and chase me. I never let them catch me in my dreams but I was fast learning the reality was far better, far more intense. I could feel my juices dripping onto the inside of my thighs and my fingers had stopped scratching and were now delving over my anus, even that felt good.

 

“I think we might need to discipline you Sarah. It is obvious you cannot control yourself.”

 

I pulled my hand away. My chest was heaving with desire though as my eyes moved from man to man. I was not looking at their eyes though I was hoping to see a bulge.

 

“Geeze her eyes are begging for it already guys look at her.”

 

“I give her a week.”

 

“A day more like.”

 

“Come here Sarah.” Tom was smiling again.

 

I walked over to them trying to look as alluring as possible by lifting my chest so that my nipples stuck up towards them.

 

“Stop.”

 

The other thing I liked but did not admit to was being told what to do. There was something about it that allowed you to do the things you wanted to do but were afraid to in case you looked like a slut.

“Turn around.”

 

I did as asked, leaning forward slightly as I did so.

 

“Well if you must insist on bending forward do it properly and touch your toes.”

 

I did as they asked. The knowledge that I was on full display to them all making me tremble in anticipation. Come on guys.....I was certain they would not be able to resist.

 

But they had planned this well. They had spent three years planning it and they were not about to spoil their fun on the first night. They had set out to make me beg for it like they had that night. Each left to make their own minds up if they would then take me up on the offer. But I knew none of this although I was beginning to realise that it was not going to be as easy to win as I had at first envisaged. I had thought that after three year’s of obsessing about me and that night that they would crumble at the first opportunity they had to fuck me. And let’s be clear here, although I was not begging them to fuck me orally my body was putting a starving puppy at a bbq look like an amateur. They could see how turned on I was. They could see the dew dripping form my gaping pussy and running down my thighs. They could almost taste the aroma of my pussy that was how thick the smell was and my nipples were like darts. I bet they had never seen a woman so aroused so blatantly up for it and all they wanted was the words. The one thing I was determined not to give them. This was going to be a battle of will over desire and I had no idea who would win. They seemed to be holding all the aces and I was hoping for a royal flush.

 

“Nice.”

 

“Very nice.”

 

“She is really turned on guys. Look you can see her juices.”

 

“I would love to pound her right now.”

 

My face lit up.

 

“She is gagging for it mates.”

 

“Come on Sarah all you have to do is beg.”

 

I was tempted their talk was having an effect. My mind was in turmoil with my body.

 

“Maybe she cannot remember what we look like,” Scott, the tall skinny blokes name was Scott I just remembered and his voice was really irritating. I would still settle for his cock right now though.

 

“Ok guys,” it was Tom again, “Plan B.”

 

“Excellent” it was the first time I had heard Andy speak.

 

Scott and Andy disappeared into through into one of the doors. A bedroom I presumed and came back in carrying some rope, a belt, a small round plastic ball and a remote control. They handed the remote and ball to Tom and rubbed their hands in anticipation.

 

“Now rule one states we are not allowed to touch you Sarah unless begged to by you, but that is in a sexual context Sarah. During the month we might need to tie you up and may come into contact with your skin then. You can now nominate two of us to do this. It is your choice.”

 

Tied up, we had tried that a few times at home. It was always enjoyable but it would mean I could not move. I had hoped when they had said they were going to show me what they looked like that they would re in act the sheet  and that they would get turned on and step forward again. But it seemed as if I was about to be disappointed. I looked at each in turn, Tom the object of my desire and still the most attractive to me; Andy the good looking Capt; Scott the lanky skinny irritating lad with a nice long cock; Luke muscular and firm; Paul Scott’s partner in crime and although better built physically he did little for me and his cock if I remembered was unattractive not that my aching pussy would complain and John the quite average built fatherly sort of guy – good husband and father potential –solid reliable and a bit dull. Who would I want touching me? Where would the binds go? My mind inventing wonderfully elaborate binding that ran between my legs touching my pussy and close to my nipples. Would I want those that excited me touching me there, teasing me and driving me mad with desire or would I want those that I would still happily at this instant fuck to satisfy my desire but would not excite my mind as much with their touch. But if I chose the weaker ones the guys with less self control would they be tempted would they be able to resist. I knew who they were already and even though I disliked the idea of their touch over the other options, they were my best chance of a quick victory.

 

“Scott and Paul.”

 

Tom smiled again. It was like he knew before I did how I would react.

 

“Scott and Paul it is. Now do you know what this is Sarah.”

 

I shook my head. He was holding up the ball and the remote but I presumed that was not the answer.

“This is a love ball Sarah and this is its remote control. In a minute you are going to sit on that chair,” Scott carried one of the dining room chairs over to where I was standing, “and insert this ball into your pussy. Be careful when you do so, remember rule number 9 Sarah. You are to use one hand and slid it in, you are then going to push it in with your index finger as far as you can and then remove your hand. Scott and Paul will then give you a belt to tie around your thighs to keep them shut and the ball inside. Your hands will then be tied behind your back. Do you understand?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Sit,” He handed me the ball. It was about the size of a squash ball and cold to the touch - on the side it had a switch which was flicked towards the on position. I spread my legs and slid my bottom down towards the edge of the chair. I had never even heard of a love ball before but it slipped into my pussy like it belonged. MMM it felt good as well. Not as good as a cock but at last I had something inside me and I contracted my muscles against it. Plop the thing shot out and landed on the floor. Scott picked it up and before giving it back he raised it to his nose and sniffed it.

 

“Push it in and close your legs. If it pops out again all the tapes get sent.”

 

I pushed it back in. This time resisting the urge to contract I inste4ad clamped my legs shut. I might have been able to explain the first tape away with a bit of luck – not that I was taking the chance – but the taxi tape and the one running now would end my marriage and possibly my career. I tied the rope around my thighs really tight – just in case. I had no idea what the ball would do but the fact it had power almost certainly meant vibration, something I enjoyed but usually with my legs wide apart. They were quite gentle with my hands – two large loose loops which barely constrained them.  They were hoping I would free them and either play with myself or touch them.

 

Tom pointed the remote at me. Buzz the sensation rippled through my pussy and made the seat of the chair hum with the vibration. Ohhh I had gasped aloud before I could stop myself. He turned it off again.

 

“It’s working! Let’s have some fun.”

 

“Ever heard of a salty cracker Sarah?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“It’s a game squaddie’s play usually when drunk. You get a cracker and you all all wank at the same time. You cum on the cracker and the last one to cum has to eat it.”

 

They laughed at my obvious disgust.

 

“Want to play?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“Ohh that’s a shame. Let me put it another way Sarah you are playing salty cracker Sarah.”

 

John brought the cracker and some more beer from the kitchen whilst Scott went over to the TV and put another DVD on.

 

“Have you guys ever played this game before?”

 

“Not me but I know some guys that did.”

 

“So who’s playing apart from me and Sarah?”

 

They looked over at me.

 

“Can’t have you two playing alone Tom we all know how much she wanted to taste your cum that night.”

 

They dropped their trousers one by one in full view of me and then turned their attention towards the TV where two busty lesbians were busy in a 69.

 

The taxi driver had been the first guy I had watched masturbate and now there were six guys sitting on the couch in front of me with raging hard-on’s – all right handed stroking their dicks. Tom still had the remote in his left hand,

 

He looked over at me, “Not joining in Sarah. You did understand the rules didn’t you? You will lose at this rate.”

 

I had also never seen two lesbians in action before and my eyes were torn between which to watch to the virtual extent of going cross-eyed. All the while I was squeezing desperately against the ball and willing Tom to turn it on. I had always imagined that guys wanking would be a frantic hurried sight – a bit like the taxi driver. But these were taking their time – long slow full stokes along the entire length. It was almost like watching a choreographed show. I tried leaning forward to get some friction on my pussy from the chair. I could have faked it of course but somehow I knew they would not believe it not without some further stimuli and without pulling my hands free I could think of no other way of cumming apart from that ball. I hated the taste of semen as well – my husband liked a blowjob like any other bloke but knew I did not like the taste so it was a rare experience for him. Would it taste better on a cracker? Would I be able to taste the difference? I almost laughed as Tesco’s came to mind. God Sarah was your marriage worth it? Yes it was but surely he would understand. You could tell him you were black mailed. Pull your hands out and walk Sarah. I should have done and I think Tom had noticed something because just as I was debating doing just that he turned the ball back on.

 

It snatched my breath away in its suddenness and I instinctively squeezed my vagina down onto it as hard as I could. The vibrations ending all thoughts of leaving as once more I pursued an orgasm. They were watching me now. Watching as I leaned forward, chest sticking out, legs squeezed together. My breathing was becoming shallow, betraying my exact state of arousal. The vibrations sending waves of pleasure rippling up to my brain, I was close, I could feel it welling up. I closed my eyes in anticipation of the feeling that would make me lose control. Make my body judder and me scream out loud. It was there. I squeezed harder, clamping down onto the pleasure to mild every single movement.

 

“Argghhh” The scream was not in pleasure but out of frustration. He had turned it off again. Just as I was about to cum he had turned it off and when I snatched my eyes open I almost pulled my hands free as well to finish the job.

 

I was met by the close up view of Scott’s dick. He was standing right in front of me with the head pointing towards my face. It was long and thin about 8 or 9 inches and his right hand was sliding up and down it so that the head jumped up and down in front of me.  In his left hand he had the cracker which he had positioned just below in line with his balls. Now that he saw my eyes were open again, he edged his way forward, his dick advancing towards my mouth. I had no option but to lean back until I was sitting upright and then with no where to go he came forward again so the tip was little more than an inch from my face. I looked up to his face and he smiled. I could see from the look on his face though that he was about to cum and from this close up a lot of it would end up over me.

 

I could have turned my face away but my fascination and my heightened state of arousal conspired against me and I could not tear my eyes away from the tip of his cock.

 

“Urggh” the sound accompanied the spurting of semen from the tip. There was more of it than I imagined and although he had at the last second raised the cracker, two large globules of it still splattered onto my face - one on my left cheek and the other on my nose where they were already starting to run down towards my chin and mouth. I was in the process of freeing my hand to wipe it away when the ball was switched on again.

 

They teased me like that for the next twenty minutes. Taking me each time to the very edge of a climax only to turn it off again and be faced by one after the other cumming over the cracker and me. By the end of the sixth –Tom – my face, neck and chest were sticky with semen and I had already tasted five of them and now the cracker. It was covered in white sticky goo.

 

“Your prize,” Tom announced.

 

They crowded round, their dicks hanging down and resting on their balls. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth.

 

“Sarah open your eyes and take the cracker.”

 

They wanted me to feed myself and they were recording it. The ultimate humiliation, but I was already covered in it, could already taste it and had already played the game. I took the cracker in my right hand slowly put it into my mouth. I bit it in half and the goo ran on to my tongue. There was no way of swallowing the cracker without chewing either. So there I was chewing on a mouth full of cum and cracker, the combined salty taste nearly making me gag before I could swallow. And then I had the other half and all the while they were watching, cheering me on and enquiring as to the taste.

 

“Can you taste Tom’s?”

 

“Whose tastes better Sarah?”

 

You’d think after 3 years of anticipation she would relish the taste,” the last a direct referral to my screwed up face.

 

After swallowing the last I made to undo the belt.

 

“Tie her arms back up Scott.”

 

I looked at Tom enquiringly. What now?

 

“We are off to the pub now Sarah. Seeing as you have been good I am going to leave you with the ball inside you. I have set it to come on for a minute every five. Enjoy “

And with that after pulling their trousers back up they left.  

The Seminar

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Seminar My girlfriend and i was always looking for new ways to make our fortune, one day my girlfriend had read this artitcle, about a new product, which would save money on fuel.She told me that all we'd have to do is attend this one day seminar, and the world was our osyter. Well Thursday morning arrived, we set off very excited, this could change our lives for good.We caught the 8:30am train to Birmingham, the journey took 2 and half hours, finally we arrived and caught a taxi to the Belmont hotel. My girlfriend walked up to the reception and asked for the room where the seminar was to take place, we made our way to the big conference room, we knocked on the door and entered. My first reaction was hell fire, whats all this, my girlfriend looked rather frightful, then i thought wow, all
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my christmas's had come at once. There before us were eight tall black guys, their eyes fixed on my girlfriend, she quickly said, " sorry, we must have come to the wrong room". "No", one of them replied, " please come in, you are the only people to have arrived, please stay". My girlfriend looked at me, "what do you think?", "we'll stay" i said. One of the black guys came over to us, whispered in my ear " do you mind if we play with your mrs", nervously i said"no its okay". Two more joined the first guy, they started to fondle my girlfriends bottom, them her tits, she groaned, next, they were taking off her shirt, revealing her big beautiful tits, one of the guys then started sucking her nipples, whilst the others watched. My cock had grown in size, i thought to myself, what the hell was i thinking?, this should not be happening,yet it was turning me on. the fourth guy had gone over to my girlfriend, and taken out his rather large cock, and told her to grab it and feel a real man.She did not hesitate, she grabbed his large cock and started to wank it,one of the other guys was now down to her knickers, rubbing up and down her cunt,i could not believe what was going on, the next minute i had my own cock out, and was wanking myself hard. they then took off her knickers, and thrusting theirs fingers up her hot and wet pussy,she was groaning with sheer delight,she then told each one of them to line up and get undressed. They did so very rapid, showing their large black cocks, my girlfriend, licked her lips, she walked down the line, grabbbing each cock in turn, when she had grabbed the last one, she then laid down on a rich looking couch, her legs spread apart, showing her juicies oozing out of her pussy. The black guys followed on, the first taking his black cock, and teasing her pussy, while another thrust his black cock in her mouth, she sucked it with pure determination, whilst two more leant towards her on either side, she grabbed each black cock and started wanking each of them. The other four remaining guys, waited in ernist for their turn, the black cock near her pussy was pulsating, then with one almighty thrust, in her pussy it went, in and out he pounced,i'd never seen her pussy stretched like this before, my cock was nearing bursting, when i heard her scream " fuck me you black bastards, fuck me hard", well that was it, cum came spitting out, i could no longer hold it back, the two guys being wanked both shot their hot cum over her tits. The other guy in her mouth, could not hold back, it must have been too much for him, her mouth was filling with sweet hot cum, she was swallowing every last drop. She licked his black cock clean, then winked, "good boy" she said, now wait over there with the others, i need to fuck you later.The black cock that was fucking her pussy, was pounding like hell,when he shouted " take take this you bitch", my girlfriend groaned with ecstasy, her pussy filling with hot cum. This must be heaven i thought, my cock had risen again, fuck me i thought, this was really turning me on, i wanted to see more, no, i want some of the action i thought. I told the other four black guys to give her what for, one of them went straight for her tits, fondling her big nipples, squeezing hers tits so tight, she screamed. He then licked her nipples like they were ice cream cones, one guy thrust his large black cock in her mouth, fucking her like there was no tomorrow,the seventh guy wanted her to fuck him, they changed places, she straddled over him as to climb a horse. She rode like a pro, up and down she went, groaning with each motion.Her tits still being grasped, her mouth being fucked, i watched her arse moving so swiftly, i always wanted to fuck her arse, i thought. I moved over towards them, licking my fingers, then pushed two fingers up her arsehole, my cock was oozing with pre cum, i seized the moment, i proded her arse with my cock.She told me, "go on then, fuck my arse you bastard", i slowly squeezed my cock into her arse, this felt fantastic, fucking her arse whilst she was being fucked up her pussy. She was screaming, groaning, i dont know which were louder, she was enjoying this, i pumping in and out, then harder and harder, my cock throbbing it spat out more hot cum up her arse. " That was brilliant" i said, she groaned and nodded, with a dirty smile. The other black guys were sat wanking their large black cocks to the sounds of her groaning, my girlfriend was now covered in cum, but still wanting more, she went over to the others, and knelt down, she now was sucking each cock in turn, she wanted them to cum again. Each guy took their turn, having their cocks sucked, bitten and chewed, and each one shot their hot cum in her mouth, not one drop were wasted, she swallowed every bit. "Hey" i said, "what about me bitch?", she turned towards me and said, "your last you bastard, i'm going to fuck you hard". She finished with the last black cock, and she made her way to me, to my cock, she climbed me and started to fuck me stupid, i felt her cum on my cock, it was warm sweet cum i thought, i thrust her off me and started to lick her pussy, she tasted good, i drank every last drop of her, i was not going to waste her sweet cum. She had by this time started to suck my cock, i felt it throb, then Blast, out splashed out my hot cum, dripping down her chin, licking her lips, she said " that was the best fucking i have ever had, thankyou". We got dresssed, and made our way to the train station, not a word had been spoken, then out of the blue. i confessed, "that advert you read, i paid for it, so you would see it" i said, with a big smile, she said " thankyou baby, thankyou!".

The Night I watched

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It all started around 7pm, I went and picked up the girls from Amanda’s house, I cant remember what they were both wearing but I do remember that they were extremely gorgeous. At the time, Amanda was my girlfriend and I knew she had a history of doing stuff with girls. I love hearing stories of lesbian stuff, or when Amanda tells me of her past experiences! Anyways, After I had picked them up, we drove around a little and then realized we had enough money to get a 12 pack of beer, so off to Amanda’s brothers we went, Amanda and I had been really kissy and flurty tonight, and we were doing it all infront of her friend, which turned me on even more! So as we waited for her brother the girls and I fixed up a couple hard drinks and slurped

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them up and just finished them as they steped threw the door. So we were on our way.

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So we drove around trying to think of a place to drink. I remembered a neat OLD castle about 15 minutes outside of town, down a dirt road, so we headed that way. Just before we hit the dirt road, we stoped and had a few beers each. Now the girls were a little loose and Amanda was still really flurty with me all infront of Kelsey. So we then decided to head to the castle, Kelsey was very scared, and when we got there, she wanted to hold my hand, so Amanda said sure. So that was interesting, here boobs pressed against me as she was scared. We went into the castle, but only for a little while. We then turned around, went to my car and had another beer as we all called to get more time to hang out.

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So we drove around a little more and Amanda started rubbing my leg, I knew Kelsey could see as I got a stiff cock in no time at all. I didn’t care at all about what Amanda though about my hard on, and I didn’t care that Kelsey saw it. I was so horny now that I just took amanda’s hand an placed it on my cock, she started stroking it as I started to moan. By this time, I knew Kelsey was looking at me, because I looked in the rear view mirror to her staring at Amanda’s hand jackin me off. I knew she was lovin it because of her nipples pocking threw her shirt and the hand she had buried between her legs. I watched her, but only for a moment, she noticed me looking at her, I just winked!

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By now, the girls needed to go pee, I suppose I did to, so I drove down a dead end road and we all got out to take a pee. Kelsey was done first and she went back to the car to get her beer. She stood outside looking towards Amanda. I noticed this as I was walking to where I was gunna go pee. So I get to where im going, drop my pants and my hard cock springs out. I managed to pee though, thank god, because I really needed to go by then!, so as iim walkin back, I come across Amanda, and at the time, Kelsey wasn’t looking, so I push her down, whip my cock back out as she gets on her knee’s. She starts to suck my cock going deeper and deeper each time, Kelsey herd Amanda gag and she looked over at her suckin my dick. She started to play with herself, but it was only for a couple seconds, cause Amanda wanted to get back to the car because Kelsey was there all alone. So we got in a drove a little longer.

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About 10 minutes l8er, Amanda was back giving me a hand job, but this time my 7 ½ cock was in plain view to Kelsey, Amanda was furiously playin with my dick, she loved it, I made sure to slide over as far as I could so Kelsey could watch. Then Amanda stoped and turned to Kelsey, she came close and then they started to kiss as Amanda forced her tounge deep into kelseys mouth as she moaned. I was getting so hard n wet, I almost blew my load but I knew I couldn’t as I was in my car and I needed to jackoff longer with the girls doing this. So I pulled the car over on the side of the road, took off my seat belt and turned around on my seat to see the girls going at each other, hard core. I just sat there saying, omg that’s so hot and beating my cock infront of the 2 gorgeous girls. I car drove by and the girls got scared, so Amanda ran to the back seat with Kelsey and they continued to make out as I watched them in the rear view mirror, continuously playing with my dick. This went on for about another 10 mins and then the girls wanted to go home, to kelseys house that is, as Amanda was planning to spend the night there. I asked Kelsey if it was ok if I stayed the night too as I didn’t really want to drive home, and plus, I wanted to watch them go at it!.

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So we get back to her house, I was aloud to stay and we just sat there for about 45 mins watching movies, no one really talked and nothing exciting happened. The girls now wanted to go to bed, I had no hard feelings about that! Kelsey’s house was small so I had to stay in the same room as them, but on the floor, I was ok with that too! So we get into her room and they get there beds all made, and we watch a little tv. I turned to where they were sleeping as I herd the sounds of kissing, to my surprise, they were, I was instantly hard again and just pulled my dick back out and started jacking off again watchin the girls make out, they didn’t know I was watchin them yet. But after about 4 mins of kissing, Kelsey jumped up on Amanda and started to play with her tits, at this time, I got up and stood beside there bed playing with myself. Kelsey then took off Amanda shirt and bra and started to kiss her neck, slowly working down to her small, but nice tits, suckin on each nipple and then back up to her mouth. Amanda didn’t like the idea of her being the only one naked, so she flipped Kelsey off and Amanda jumped on top of her doing the same thing to Kelsey, off comes the shirt and bra, and she starts to suck on kelseys nipples and neck, shes a big moaner which made me extremely wet, almost blowing my load on the 2 girls. Amanda started movin her body all over Kelsey and Amanda started to moan, now I know Amanda gets off even with clothes on, so it wasn’t long before she let out a big burst of energy, Kelsey and I could both see her wet pants. Without hesitation, Kelsey took her index finger and middle finger and went right into amandas pants straight to her juicy pussy, takin out some liquids of amanda’s, Kelsey loved this and sucked it all off her fingers, repeating for a few minutes, every so often givng Amanda some of her own juice aswell. I got so hot by now, that I told the girls to get up and sit on the edge of the bed, they did as they were told and Kelsey was the first to get my cock crammed into her throat, she gaged, I pulled out and went to Amanda, she loved it, but I was so hot by now I couldn’t take anymore. So I pulled my dick out of her mouth, jacked off for a few seconds before shooting my hot load of cum all over the 2 girls faces and bodys. It felt like I was dreaming, it was so nice, when  I was done Kelsey quickly grabbed my dick and sucked all the extra cum off it and swallowed it. I was so tired now that we all just went to bed after th girls got naked and slept together. But that was it for them for the night.

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(Harper) Valley Girl: Return of the Prodigal

Peter_Pan on Group Stories

     Ok I admit it, I'm weak as all hell, but I'd like to see any of you people trying to put up with the kind of pressure I was under that week!

     I told you that Sally wouldn't let up - not once she knew about that upcoming party, especially now she had a taste for the communally erotic let's say, following that unhinged afternoon at Jerry's place a fortnight back.

    "But I'll never have another chance," she pleaded, kneeling on her bed provocatively and fully aware you can be sure, that her breasts at that angle were spilling out of that tight litt

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le bra of hers. The master strategist after all, uses each and every tool at his or her disposal.

     I had given up trying to be chivalrous - damn it, if she wanted to display her wares like that, who was I to disappoint her? Staring deep down her cleavage, I marshalled my thought-processes.

    "OK, OK," I grunted. "I'll take you - anything to end this draining harangue.

     Flinging her arms round my neck, she just about wrenched my thoracic vertebrae loose in a show of unbridled gratitude. "Oh God, what am I going to wear?" she began moaning.

     "Jesus Christ," I was thinking to myself, All I've done is swap one set of verbose whinges for another.

     My real problem of course loomed forbiddingly. How not to let on to the other three where I was going that Saturday. They're like Rotweillers - one sniff of their quarry and they'd never let go! I discussed this with Sal and made her promise under threat of her life, that she would say nothing to any of them. The cover story would be that as she was due to fly home the following Tuesday morning, we would be taking the opportunity to drive down to Canberra, so that she might see the National Capital before she left. I knew they wouldn't be interested....it being only a month or so since we were all down there ourselves and it is a long boring drive for the most part.

     Fortunately on the big day itself, most everyone had taken themselves off to various social venues which made my task of shepherding Miss Young from the upper floors to the internal garage, way easier. Given how she was dressed however, I don't know how I summoned up the presence of mind to ever leave the garage.

     Some outfits might be described as sexy....some provocative, others possibly 'inviting trouble,' but be assured what Sally had done with herself that day, would fully invalidate any rape charge on the planet - the judge even would be asking for her cell-phone number!

     Probably best described as a country and western outing, at its heart it was a rather pretty little cotton-print lightly chequered dress. On a ten-year old it would have looked cute - on Sally, you're talking a likely major gang-bang. Low cut to the extent that her nipples must have been but two millimetres short of doing a Janet Jackson and whatever illegally under-wired bra that was, it could be putting implants out of business any day.

     The hemline was that far above her knees, sitting down in a coffee shop would get you arrested. Gathered at the waist, the designers obviously had in mind to go for broke so far as figure-hugging was concerned and as if this wasn't enough, the back was scalloped so low, who would care how boring the party was? all anyone would be doing anyway is figuring out how to unhook that sexy little bra strap without getting a five fingered salute across your face. She couldn't even leave it at that!

     Sexy high-heels, hair all teased-up like Deborah Harry on a bad day, and just seventeen for God's sake! Bangles-style eye make-up completed the picture with enough lip gloss to slip-slide your way to heaven. I figured she'd be pregnant before she made it past the kitchen at the host's residence. She almost was walking past ours!

    "Sure you want to go with that particular look Sal?" I teased, trying desperately to keep a grip solely round her waist.

    "Don't you like how I look?" she asked, sounding almost hurt!

   "It's not that sweetheart," I assured her, "You look er..  stunning actually - almost too stunning, that's the problem."

    "What do you mean?" she giggled.

    "Well let me put it this way princess," I replied, "Right now, all I want to do is take you back upstairs and rape you stupid for the rest of the afternoon!"

    "Oh can we??? just quickly?" she begged, pulling at my arm.

   "That's the whole trouble Sal," I grinned, "It wouldn't be "quickly" would it?...I doubt we'd even make the party!"

    By now we were in the garage, so rather than pursue this line of pointless discussion, I just opened the door and bundled her into the front seat. That in itself was an eye-opening turn - watching that dress ride up her thighs, not to mention those hot little breasts jiggling right there in front of me. God, how I wanted to get them out and suckle her right then and there. How easy would it have been?

     As it eventuated, the party was at Steve's place - which I had never been to, although like all the rest of us pretty much, it was within a three kilometre radius of the girls' High School (Kindly forgive my non-disclosure here).

    "I'm soo nervous about this," Sally whispered as we pulled into Steve's driveway. "Do you think they'll like me?"

     I glanced at her beautiful face, ultimately sexy profile and radiating teenage desirability.

    "Oh yeah Sal," I replied, "They're definitely gonna like you."

     I suppose the tone of the afternoon was set the instant we set foot on the porch.

    "Fuck me!" said Steve, holding on to the door for support, then realising his somewhat less than courteous greeting. "Oh, I'm so sorry Noel."

    "Don't apologise to me pal," I said to him, "Sal's the one you should be saying sorry to."

     Fact is, she was revelling in his tongue-tied predicament and smiled the sexiest smile at him as he babbled some excuse for his inappropriate language. We were then escorted into the lounge-room where Sally's introduction fully stole the show.

     You could see every girl there thinking "What a slut," as they enviously appraised Sal's body from cleavage to hemline. As for the male contingency, rows of open mouths betrayed their thoughts on the instant. I imagine most would have forgotten the name of the girl they were talking to right that moment.

    "Welcome Sally, this is your first time isn't it?" The speaker was a rampantly attractive young woman in her late twenties, to judge by her make-up and skin-tone. I wasn't unimpressed!

    "I'm Toni - Steve's partner," she confided, I shook her hand, finding that a totally inadequate gesture, making the immediate resolution that if given the opportunity, I would upgrade our introduction to something far more intimate.

    "Sally was then dragged off by Steve to another group the far side of the room which contained Brad, Connor, Michelle, Nadia and several others I knew well. I figured I wouldn't be seeing too much of her for the rest of the afternoon.

    "Hello Mr Baker, I didn't think you would ever be coming back!" I looked down at the pretty little blonde that had taken a hold of my hand.

    "Heavens Chloe," I replied, "Haven't you grown since last I saw you?" I used the word "grown" for fully diplomatic reasons, hardly being able to express my surprise at what almost a year had done to that wonderfully sexy little body. Breasts way more prominent, hips flared out slightly and every feminine curve infinitely curvier. During "Harpers Afloat" she had been a pretty little girl, now she was a hot young woman....and in so short a time.

    "How old are you now Chloe?" I asked her.

    "Fifteen," she replied proudly, "And Kirsten is nearly twelve now - that's her over there." Following her indicated position, I almost collapsed. What happened to that shy little pre-teen that clung to her sister's hand or her father's trouser legs last time I saw her? The hot little brunette I could see in short skirt and nice lacy top, chatting confidently to Warwick, Brianna and several others, even had noticeably developed breasts now. Surely I thought, these two had not been fucking the hordes all this time. Then I realised sadly - "well of course they must have!" It made me shiver momentarily.

     Just then Brianna saw me and came running over. Throwing her arms around my neck she clung to me. "Oh Noel, never thought you'd be back - don't suppose the girls are coming, are they?"

    "No sweetheart," I answered, "Nor are they ever to know I'm here today Brianna, OK?" she nodded solemnly. "Just came here, so that Sally could attend this one party before she flies back to England this week."

    "She's very pretty," Chloe added, still holding my hand tightly.

    "Come over and meet everyone," said Brianna, grabbing my other arm and propelling me towards the group.

    "Well g'day," smiled Warwick, shaking hands, "So, you brought that sexy little guest of yours over for the afternoon?"

    "Yeah, but God knows where she is," I responded, looking around for some sign of her.

    "Think Steve took her into the next room to meet some people,' he replied. "She'll be Ok,"

    "Yeah, but will Steve?" I added. That cracked them up.

     Turning away from Warwick, who would find it hard to hold my attention at the best of times, I found something way more interesting.

    "Well hello Kirsten," I said, getting an immediate hug from Chloe's radically upgraded little sister, those newly come-by swellings on her chest readily evident. "Wonderful to see you, Chloe tells me you're almost twelve now?"

     "Yep," she said, "I start High School soon."

    "Unreal," I was thinking, "Probably the only one in her grade will have been fucking her pretty little tits off, since attending Primary school." Graham had a lot to answer for.

    "And where is your dad girls?' I asked them.

    "Oh, he's just in the next room," Chloe put in, "Probably talking to that girl you brought," she added cheekily - though rather perceptively, I thought. I figured she must know nothing about everyone's earlier dalliance with Sally and decided it best stay that way.

     Connor, Brad, Mal, Chris, Louise, Susie even sexy Brittany, to name but seven, all drifted over to say Hello. Well to be absolutely truthful - the men said 'Hello'..the girls were all making "bookings." I was definitely needing to conserve my energies if I was to spread myself around, as it were. Louise especially in those ultra tight hotpants left no room for doubt as to her meaning when she said "Catch you upstairs later Mr Baker." I don't think she was suggesting they had a few loose roof tiles that needed fixing!

     Figured it was time I went in search of Sally, so made my apologies to the group and lit out for the dining area. Not one undressed or even partially fondled girl anywhere to be seen at this juncture.

     Such could not be said to be the case in the next room however. They must have been operating under a different time-zone. Not two metres inside the doorway and I come across this mega-cute blonde poppet, one that I have never had the prior pleasure of meeting, secured fast to some guy's lap and letting him kiss her fervently while not only was his hand way up beneath her skirt playing with something they both seemed to be enjoying, but another guy's palm was midway down her top groping the life out of both her quite small breasts. As an aperitif, I found the scene wholly enjoyable. All the more so when both her breasts were suddenly popped free of her shirt and looking up at the instigator of such indecent exposure she giggled "That's naughty dad!" making no move however to prevent his leaning forward and sucking both her nipples one after the other.

     God, how had I let all this slip for so long I was thinking!

    "Kristy"as the little blonde was called evidently, was definitely no first-timer. Fully accepting of a third man's intercession, she just wriggled her hips sexily on the guy's lap while the newcomer knelt by the chair and with limited finesse but undoubted zeal, pulled her bright yellow cotton panties right down. With her skirt scrunched up around her hips now, her entire vaginal area was exposed and if there is anything hotter than a teenage girl's curly pubic sentinels...then I would like to be thus advised. "Daddy" must have shared my view of things as he swiftly pulled his daughter's legs apart and even as she gasped in fake shock, buried something between them that was definitely not a box of crayons. The man holding her round the waist, propelled the girl forward until she was on the very edge of his lap ensuring that her father had full and deep access to that sexy little pussy that even now he was thrusting hard up into. If ever I felt like 'taking a number,' this was it!

    "Mr Baker," rang out a familiar voice. Turning obliquely to my left, who should be standing there but little Chantelle, albeit in a nice fitting pair of jeans and crisp white top.

    "There was a rumor going around you might be here today,' she giggled, a flush of color suddenly in her cheeks as she caught a side-on view of what Kristy's dad was doing to his daughter. There was a spare chair nearby so I sat down and pulled Chantelle on to my lap. I'd almost forgotten the feeling!

    "Your dad around?" I asked her.

    "He's in some other room with Virginia I think," she replied.

    "Good," I said, kissing her hard on the lips. "Just like riding a bicycle" I thought to myself, availing myself simultaneously of a handful of her obviously bra-less mounds. Besides, if it was Virginia he was with, we wouldn't be hearing a peep out of him for the duration, if I knew that little siren half as well as I thought I did.

     Chantelle melted into me, "I've missed you," she whispered. "You always were the gentlest man at these parties - all the girls loved being with you."

    "Gentle you say?" I teased her, "I'd better not be doing this then," I said, placing my hand firmly up between her legs and rubbing her pussy firmly through the denim. I'd swear she thrust her hips up to further the contact.

    "You can do that all you like," she giggled. I had more practical ideas though, finding that elusive little zip and tugging it down. Still rubbing her breasts with my other hand she was wriggling all over my lap, which was rendering unto Caesar a monumentally pleasant service at sub-boxer level. She knew full well what she was doing too.

     Slipping my hand into the gap I had created, I found the front of her panties instantly and applied pressure the length of her hot teenage slit.

    "Mmmmmm" she purred, even as I introduced a finger beneath her knickers and worked my way inland until I sank into a chasm of such warmth and arousing tactility, that she gasped with unforced pleasure.

    "That feels so sexy,' she whispered in my ear. The absolute right words at the right time. Using two fingers, I pushed-in deeply feeling the moisture, and knowing full well how squirrelly it was making her. What it was doing to me, I figure you can work out for yourself.

     As I began to settle into a rhythm in the immediate vicinity of her clitoral hood, enjoying immensely the sensation of contact with that moist yet firm little nub, I could see the flow-on effect of my ministrations in the young girl's eyes. Beginning to glaze with uninhibited pleasure, she was raising her hips with each downstroke, to further her sensory cause and starting to moan now softly.

     Kissing those full and wanting lips was no hardship to be endured either....it also kept the noise in check. Second only to seminal release is bringing a girl to orgasm digitally. Not having to worry about your own physical trigger-head, one is free to concentrate purely on the girl's well-being. In Chantelle's case I felt her body stiffening in readiness for that last wave and kissing her as passionately as I knew how, I increased the pressure but momentarily on her now drenched little detonator.

     Clinging to me and quite beyond the reaches of calm indifference, the girl shivered with the onset of her spasming pussy. I felt the drawbridge flooding as she let herself be washed over the levees, floating ultimately in a magical lake all of my own creation - even if I do say so myself.

     She opened her pretty eyes and hugged me. "That was incredible," she giggled, one hand held quite subconsciously close up against her right breast. I held mine against the other. "How do you do that?" she asked.

    "I don't," I answered "You do it sweetheart, I'm just watching and cheering from the sidelines." Those wonderfully full little lips just had to be kissed for a few more moments. Their softness and taste fully intoxicating.

    "Much as I hate to leave you sweetheart," I whispered, "I have to go and find Sally - that's the girl I brought here," I added, seeing as her inquiring expression was evidence she had no idea who I was talking about. I quickly filled in the gaps for her. Kissing me sweetly, she vacated my lap, demanding I come back to her as soon as I could. She had my assurance.

     I didn't have far to look Whenever a largish throng forms at a Harper's gathering, you can be sure something of vital interest is underway at its center. Sally was definitely of vital interest.

     It was the dress I recognised first, displaced though it was at almost every extremity. Seated full length on Steve himself, two other men - both unknown to me, were taking turns kissing Sally with a passion born of seeming desperation. Both had a hand down her top, well inside that hot little bra and rifling through its contents with unchecked pleasure. Hot as all that was to observe, it was the lower abdominal activities that riveted one's attention. Her legs being held indecently wide by Steve himself, Sally's hotter than hot, pink cotton briefs were fully on show courtesy of her dress' hemline now residing at waist level.

     It wasn't so much seeing hands at play inside a girl's panties that was any unusual a sight at Harpers - merely that these belonged to another girl. It was Tori herself, kneeling there between the teenager's legs, her right hand inside Sally's knickers, clearly masturbating the girl expertly, utilising the knowledge that comes with being female yourself. Sally was wriggling about on Steve's lap way past caring as to her exposed condition, letting out between kisses, cries of extreme pleasure in response to the applied stimulation being afforded her young body from neck to knee.

     Other hands were attempting to fondle Tori's breasts meanwhile, but their owners were shown short-thrift as she deflected each and every aspirant with a curt "leave me alone," preferring to concentrate her efforts on getting Sally to the promised land.

     At the point Tori slipped her fingers inside those hot little pink briefs and gently held them to one side, exposing some extremely naughty female architecture to all and sundry - a collective gasp was heard. Still being passionately kissed by several willing partners, I rather doubt she was expecting a girl's tongue to infiltrate those cute labial sentries of hers. As it was, Tori, obviously no stranger to oral hi-jinks with those of her own sex, began licking the young girl, whilst forcing her legs still wider.

     Sally began to buck against the incoming tide and was starting to permeate the airwaves with little cries of pleasure. Tori definitely knew her way around here - I wondered if her own lower extremities were frequently a target for similar action.sequences. As Tori really began to apply herself to the task at hand, the men stopped kissing her - even withdrawing their hands from her bra - much to my chagrin I have to say. Thrusting upwards with her own hips now, Sal's eyes were closed as she murmured her own litany of prayers for the faithful.

     It was always going to be a doozy, so when neither her clitoris or that emotional hair-trigger of hers could take any more pressure, she imploded and holding the back of Tori's head, forced her mouth into even closer proximity with her quite obviously spasming pussy. I would imagine Tori's face had need of several dry serviettes at that stage, not that she seemed interested in pulling away right then.

     Her task at an end - Tori had no qualms now about letting some of the others take their pleasures with her - Steve had no qualms either apparently! Connor, who had materialised from somewhere began kissing her while taking extreme liberties with her rather magnificently proportioned breasts which he was fondling at will. The other two men had closed ranks around Sally and while one was busying himself unhooking her bra at the back even as she sat there on Steve's lap, the other had positioned himself between her legs and was in the process of extricating with one hand, what appeared to be eight or nine inches of phallic trouble while with the other hand, he was spreading Sal's panties even wider,

     Still post-orgasmic, I don't think the teenager had much idea of what was imminently about to happen to her. As seeing confirmation of this statement, she let out a cry of surprise as the man penetrated her deeply from front-on. "No more," she cried out hopefully, but was sadly ignored as the would-be rapist progressed.

     If Tori's tongue had transported her to Utopia and back, this man's cock was a ride on the Orient Express itself.

    "That's it Fraser, fuck the young girl's lights out," muttered the man's cohort, coming to grips with his own needs even as he spoke. Fraser it seems, was, if nothing else - compliant, and he literally drove it deeper and deeper into Sally's pussy, until she was literally sobbing in pleasured anguish.

     Steve and his associate had by now freed up that pesky little clasp and their determined fumblings had worked Sal's skimpy bra-straps down her arms, allowing its swift removal. Glancing downwards in what might be described as 'flushed disarray,' she was privy to seeing her breasts lifted clear of her dress, although the rude assault between her legs was taking up the greater part of her concentration.

    "That's what I call a hot sexy pair of tits," muttered one of the onlookers, leaning forward to knead one of her very erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Other hands sought her right breast. Sally let out a small gasp, but this may have been equally attributable to Fraser's now frenetic intrusion upon her womb.

    "What a hot little fuck," he managed to enunciate before shedding all that he had within her whilst the audience crowded in further to watch the carnal spectacle unfold. Just for a moment, Sally looked up and saw me. Almost dreamily she smiled. This is what she had wanted after all!

     My attention was distracted by an event of significant visual appeal just behind me. Having tongued her way to Olympic honors within Sally's delicate little enclave, Tori was herself now being physically restrained by a foursome of admirers - including Warwick I noted, who had managed to ground her on the carpet just to our left and who in the interim, had divested Steve's sexy partner of not only her tight-fitting dress, but also whatever bra she had on. As a consequence she was spreadeagled now on her back, being kissed by one guy, fondled stupid by Warwick and Connor, whilst the fourth man was in the process of tugging her frilly little cotton briefs down. I figured it was well worth waiting to see her fully naked!

    "Least I can do is offer you some compensation Noel," Steve called out to me from around Sally's shoulders. "Given the pleasures your three have afforded me all those weeks," he added, grinning. "Let Tori enjoy the benefits of your wide experience why don't you?"

     Not sure whether he was waxing a tad satirical there, but no denying, that now exposed pussy of hers, nicely trimmed but not shaved, was exerting a major tug to my nether regions. I glanced at Sally who just silently mouthed the words...."Fuck her Noel."

     Brushing aside he who had just denuded her fully, I crouched between Tori's legs, aided in my quest by Mal and another other guy, who having a hold of a leg each, had opened up the pearly gates as it were. Tori was still kissing the man passionately as I penetrated her warm and supremely inviting recess. She broke off from kissing and looked up at me - such an expression of lustful pleasure, I could only enjoy it all the more.

     Seated on Steve's lap still and just cupping her own pussy to prevent more cum running out of her, Sally was watching minutely. Almost side-on to her, she would have had a clearer than clear view of Tori's inter-coital activity and was doubtless finding the spectacle voyeuristically to her liking.

     I was finding much to like myself - including Warwick and Connor's brusque treatment of those superbly sculptured breasts. Fondling one breast while Connor drew done on the other nipple, was meeting deeply with their owner's approval to judge by her wriggling and up-thrusting hips.

     No way was this ever going the distance and barely had the referee called 'time-out' to the seconds, than I negotiated my way through her defenses and landed a really low blow. Gasping - not with pain, but ecstasy, she lay there as I let fly with the remainder of my practised moves. Talk about 'rope-a-dope' - I had her number cold. In the upshot, it was one of my fastest completion-times and I definitely planned on a return bout whenever that might be arranged.

     Getting to my feet long before the enforced ten-count, I retrieved both Sally and her bra. Threading our way between the madding crowd we found a spare armchair and seating myself in it, I pulled hot little Sally on to my lap.

    "Are you going to fuck me now?" she giggled. I handed her the bra in answer. "What say we have a rest sweetheart?" I said, "Put this back on and let's just behave ourselves for a while huh?' She took the thing and was wriggling back into it when several men approached us.

    "Going to favor us now with what you keep between those sexy little legs sweetie?" asked one. A second man was kneeling alongside the chair arm and experimentally groping her left breast.

    "Give it a rest guys," I said, "Plenty of other hot young girls here today, Sally will be around all afternoon....just give us a short break OK?"

    "They sounded a reluctant retreat and if I didn't know better, Sally looked real disappointed!"

    "What?"I said, looking at her cheeky expression. "You've just been vaginally penetrated three-quarters to death, within twenty-five minutes of getting here. I'm just looking out for your well-being sweetheart."

    "It was sooo sexy," she whispered, "Being fucked with all those people watching. Even hotter than I imagined. Gosh, it must have been incredible seeing Jenna, Kylie and Natalie having it done to them "

    I was silent for a second - just remembering those images. I almost regretted our subsequent cessation from the group. "Yeah Sal," I replied, "It was something you don't forget too easily!"

    Connor I noticed.....well, I'm sure Sally noticed too, had replaced me at the business end of Tori's prostrate body and was rendering the young girl a lively and passionate work-out, to complement my former indulgence. Steve, no longer with the benefit of a sexy young bottom cradled in his lap, was encouraging of his partner's fully indecent servicing and could be heard egging Connor on. to yet greater daring.

     Quite unexpectedly, a pretty little face bobbed-up in my direct line of vision. Kirsten of all unannounced angels. I shuffled Sally over to one said and had her take up residence on my left knee. I introduced each to the other and could see Sally thinking, "God she's young!"

     Kirsten I sensed, had come over specifically to check Sally out! The radically increased poise and confidence was incredible. Impossible to believe this kid was just eleven still. Amazing what communal fucking can achieve I guess.

    "How old are you Kirsten?" Sally asked. It was driving her mad with curiosity.

    "I'll be twelve in two weeks," Kirsten replied breezily.

    "What??? Y-your only eleven still?" Sally just about choked. "Oh my God...you look young but not that young. I thought you were thirteen or fourteen maybe?'

    "My dad used to teach Kylie and Jenna at High School," she said, effortlessly changing the subject. I was going to add that he had 'taught them a hell of a lot more since then' but thought better of it.

    "Really?" Sal replied, "most interested in that line of possibility, "Where is he Kirsten?' she asked.

    "Oh, just in the next room - busy with one of the other girls," she giggled.

    Right about then I was unashamedly I admit, finding the young girl's proximity to my own body very pleasurable. Unlike in months past when any potential pre-teen indulgence seemed way outside my comfort zone, I was fully aware that this was no longer an inexperienced young sweetie and that she was more than likely wanting something more than a pat on the bottom....and yes...that was another area I most assuredly wanted to have some contact with.

    Whether or not it was her expression, the imminency of her sweet lips or the fact I am so entrenched a paedophilic adherent - I don't know, but I had to kiss her. Sally I knew would be anything but caring - enjoying every sexual deviation that came her way I figured.

    Not that kissing Kirsten was in any way a deviate act. It was the most beautiful of experiences to be honest. Perhaps the renewal of so wonderful a contact-experience with a girl of such breathtaking youth. She melted in to me, and for a fleeting moment, my childhood clicked past in an edited slide-show. I had always known Kirsten - from eight onwards. She was the quiet one at the back of the class I couldn't summon up the courage to talk to. The shy new girl our teacher introduced to the grade in Year six. The beautiful little daughter of the family that moved in to the house next door when I was thirteen.

    And now, God had softened his heart and had brought her to my knee. His own wondrous creation. He wanted my approval, desired my emotional intimacy, needed my guardianship of his own personnified innocence here on Earth. I may yet serve out a jail sentence for socially outlawed behavior, sexually 'reprehensible' dealings with a minor...but I can live with that. God knows and understands my motivation and awareness - he bequeathed both to me when all is said and done.

    I wasn't kissing an easily-led and impressionable pre-adolescent. This was a female who knew and sensed everything. Eleven, her birth certificate may have said. Timeless however, her birthright, with the reincarnated knowledge of many lives. I could taste her understanding, embrace her affection and kneel before her captivating presence. It is I was the student - she, my Sensei.

    Kissing those hot and willing lips was one thing. To see Sally sliding her hand along Kirsten's bare leg, then up under her skirt - was truly, something else. The youngster merely smiled at her, wriggling-in to me and parting her legs quite obviously to facilitate whatever incremental deeds Sally had in mind. Never having seen the slightest girl on girl inclination from Sal's prior behavior patterns, this was to be a most pleasant learning curve. I figured the very least I could do was to gently take hold of her developing breasts and manipulate them in time-honored lust. 'Developing;' they may have been, but what difference a year makes! Not much smaller than her sister's had been that day Graham brought his two young daughters to their first Harper gathering, they now presented the most accommodating of soft handfuls.

    Kirsten squirmed with obvious pleasure as I continued fondling her, although this must inevitably have been heightened by whatever contact Sally's fingers had made at sub-vaginal level. How I wanted to slip my own fingers into that moist bear-trap, sensing however that three participants in the general vicinity, might definitely be construed as a 'crowd' under the circumstances. Ultimately though, we had her teetering on the edge of blissful indulgence - me on nipple duty and Sally's clitoral-orientated caresses finding their mark as it were. No sooner had Kirsten shivered her way to orgasmic finality than a familiar voice announced its presence.

    "Afternoon Noel, seems like my youngest daughter just can't be trusted to behave properly!

    "On the contrary Graham," I smiled, "Your youngest daughter has impeccable manners. Her beautiful sister welcomed me back a little earlier too. You have taught them well."

    Graham was watching intently I noticed, as Sally withdrew her hand from beneath Kirsten's short skirt. His expression was one of unwavering approval. "This is Sally of course, as I'm sure you remember Graham?" I added.

    "Could hardly forget," he replied. Sally just blushed. When I came to think about their last time spent together at Jerry's place just the other week- it was little wonder I realised.

    "Might I escort the young lady to the bar for a few minutes?" he asked, eyes never once leaving her pretty face.

    "I think that might be in order," I replied, assisting Sally from my lap and having some idea of what fate might shortly befall her - the very fate she was doubtless hoping would befall her, with some regularity - if the truth be known. I wanted time with Kirsten alone anyway!

     Meanwhile I was afforded the pleasurable sight of Sally's pert little bottom as it receded into the distance, Graham's hand dropping further and further below her waistline until it was resting improperly but somewhat meaningfully across her rear-end itself. As they sat down at the bar, Steve joined them, taking up the left-hand stool. Sal was in good hands - of that I could be sure.

    "Do you still do it with your daughters Mr Baker?" fully brought me back to reality. Looking down at that pretty little snub nose and enquiring expression, I kissed her softly.

    "No sweetheart," I replied, "We all made the decision to cut that out months and months ago." I paused for a moment. "What made you ask?" She looked almost uncomfortable...."Oh, nothing really," she replied, "It's just that dad still does things with Chloe and I...well, more Chloe," she giggled, "so I was just wondering, I suppose."

    "What are saying about me Kirsten?" suddenly interrupted my concentration. as none other than little Chloe segregated herself from the crowd to our left. and with the least prompting, hopped up on my knee to join her sister. Two soft and yielding little bottoms offered the most pleasant of external stimuli. Putting an arm around my neck, Chloe whispered "I know somewhere private we could all go?" She had my vote!

     Might have been a smallish guest-room on the first floor but it served our purpose. Looking back now, everything unfolded almost to a pre-planned matrix. By the time I had closed the door even, the two girls were kneeling on the quilt, tigerish and in full control of their immediate destinies. Those expressions invited both my impending physical and emotional involvement. I couldn't even think of them as a fourteen and eleven-year old - simply two desirable and desirous young women who exuded needs just as real as my own.

     Being dressed each in skirts and tops was not only exceptionally easy on the eyes but highly conducive to digital progress, irrespective of the point of entry. Kissing Chloe first - only because she was nearest, I slipped a hand up beneath her hemline and laid my hand against the inside of her thigh. It was like heated silk there. She murmured softly and wriggled her encouragement for me to take a more daring approach to my task. That I took to mean a slight northerly shuffle which brought my fingers into direct contact with her tight little panties. "Mmmmm" issued from her lips mid kiss. I began to rub her softly.

    "What about me," pouted the little angel on my right. Hell, my right hand was free anyway. Switching lips, I located her central control unit without once slackening off the contact between her sister's legs. At this juncture, both girls were kneeling either side of me and using their hips to maximum advantage to ensure the applied vaginal pressure remained constant. Both girls had their chests provocatively thrust outwards - I ask you, at what age does sexual tease actually kick in? More and more I'm thinking young girls know exactly what they're doing from probably eight or nine upwards - maybe even less. Sure they have no experience or blueprint to follow necessarily, but auto-pilot is fully functional. Either way, Kirsten was as knowledgeable now, as was Marilyn Monroe when she crooned "Happy Birthday Dear President."

     Speaking of my needs, which we weren't I know - but lets now do so! I was a hair-trigger with the safety-catch off, a tube of toothpaste someone just stood on - Sonny without Cher! At the point I slipped my fingers beneath both their panties, feeling my way anything but cautiously, through the long grasses of the veldt and towards their hot and humid little receptacles, my own four or five inches of normality was now six or seven inches of desperation. Make that, eight inches of psychotic craving.

     Both girls allowed themselves to be pushed on to their backs and giggled as I hurriedly divested them of their (as it happened) matching blue knickers. Having no particular wish to strip them first - more than likely on account of the time factor, simply the sight of them wriggling there on the bed, legs spread compliantly with their skirts pushed up around their hips, those sexy little ingresses open to my inspection both visually and digitally, was more than enough of an 'arousal factor.' As I knelt between Chloe's thighs, preparing for re-entry (well, from an earlier flight at least) Kirsten frowned like a spoilt little brat. "You like her best don't you?" she pouted.

     I reached across and inserted a finger in her pussy up to the knuckle. She gasped...but at least that brought a smile. "I'll show you who I like best sexy puss, in just a few minutes," I teased. More giggling.

     Concentrating now on the task at hand - and what a task that was - I penetrated her to a not inconsiderable depth. Chloe knew exactly how to accommodate such treatment and thrust her hips up to meet me. She was so slight and delicate and yet somehow she made me feel the one with "L" Plates. I placed my hands on her breasts and fondled them through her top as I continued to pump her steadily. Once that rhythm is established, nothing short of a twelve-gauge shotgun is going to break the cycle.

     Chloe wanted it just as much as I did and began moaning softly, oblivious I think to her little sister's presence - certainly to the fact that she was now beginning to finger herself, watching me fuck her older sibling. It's a funny thing - even mindful of the fact that one needs to preserve one's procreational stocks for a follow-up performance, it is quite impossible to observe such restraint. Indeed, as I felt the deadline approaching, all I could detect was a blinding need to fill her to the brim and this I managed to achieve. Chloe was so spread at that moment her left leg was lying clear across her sister's right. Damn that was so hot!

     As all girls tend to do the moment following penile withdrawal, Chloe's hands slipped between her legs, clutching at her vaginal opening protectively. It is partially a reflex action as momentarily the senses are overloaded and they cannot bear any further stimulus. I had other stimulation right then to attend to myself.

     I hadn't even noticed whether or not Kirsten had gotten to first base herself during this interlude. I suspect not as she was more than happy to have me penetrate her immediately. Despite quite obviously having been an active participant at these parties ever since we all pulled out, she was still just so tight an entry proposition....an in-arguable legacy of her tender years. A combination I suppose of her youth, sexy body and willing participation, but my full-time erection was restored in seconds and it seemed the most natural thing then to be taking her down the same road just traversed by her sister. So confident was she of her own sexuality, she even manouevered my hands until they were resting across her own sexy little mounds.

     She had no need to further encourage me. Fumbling with her skimpy little bra as I thrust in ever deeper, I managed to extricate both breasts which I worked free of her top, until those erect little nipples were fully exposed. At the point Chloe then actually leaned across and began fondling her sister's right breast right in front of me. I knew for sure that whatever I had left within the storeroom was shortly to be sent out special delivery.

    "Fuck her harder," assailed my left ear.

     I don't know - kids today....just no respect! The advice though I followed and Kirsten was actually crying out in pleasure as I careered past the finishing line. I think there was a firework display somewhere!

    Two full and very satisfied little pussies on site. I was still lying on the bed cuddling both girls - one either side of me, when a knock came at the door. Tugging their skirts down, I enquired as to the caller's identity.

    "That you Noel?" came Jer's voice. "May I come in for a moment?" I thus acquiesced!

    "We were just wondering," he paused reflectively, staring at me from the doorway, "Well, the fact is - the guys want to know if Sally would consider being selected for ...you know, the six-aside session after the break?"

    "Consider it?" I was thinking, I figured she'd probably sue management if she wasn't asked!

     There was obviously to be so much more to this afternoon!

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