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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
TORRID TWEENS
Chapter Five
It was paradise. Steven had a girl between his legs. She was
sucking on his cock. Whenever he was in danger of cumming, she would
stop. He could feel her breath on his manhood, warm and scented. Above
him another girl crouched, over his face. She gripped the bedrails
somewhere beyond his head on the big sumptuous bed, Steven prying into
her little young dell with his fingers and tongue. Every time she came, she
sprinkled his face with her essence. Meanwhile two more girls lay on
either side of Steven, stroking his body with their fingers. He could feel
their breasts pressing against him as he allowed them to make a human
sandwich of him, with himself the meat in the middle. They were like
soft white bread on either side of him, above him and between his legs.
Two more girls lolled at the bedÕs edges, waiting to join in StevenÕs
pleasure as soon as they could find room. Gently they frigged themselves,
keeping themselves wet for whatever Steven might have in mind for them.
ÒIs everything all right,Ó a slightly older woman asked, coming and
standing in the bedroom doorway.
ÒYes,Ó Steven gasped, removing his mouth for a moment from the
young pussy poised over him.
ÒLet me know when you want something brought up to eat,Ó the
woman in the doorway, who was the brothelÕs manager, said.
ÒIÕm eating it right now,Ó Steven answered.
ÒOh. Yes. Of course,Ó the manager said. Then, with a prurience that
surprised Steven, given how fashionably she was dressed, she asked, ÒHow
is your penis holding up?Ó
ÒFine, fine,Ó Steven said, as the nude girl between his legs popped
him again in her mouth.
ÒIf thereÕs anything I can do for it, let me know,Ó the manager told
Steven.
Steven let out a deep-throated gasp. ÒYes!Ó he agreed. Flesh pressed
in on him from all sides, naked flesh, female softness embracing him
everywhere he moved, kissing him, stroking him. Yet despite all this
enjoyment the manager still showed concern for his pleasure. ÒLet me
know,Ó she said.
ÒOkay,Ó Steven answered.
Three weeks later, as Steven was enjoying a similar pleasure, he
felt a sudden, sharp pain in his backside.
ÒOW!Ó Steven cried. He suddenly found the manager leaning over him,
and amidst all those girls her face was closest to him, breathing on him,
kissing him gently on the lips as the pain grew deeper in StevenÕs behind.
ÒDonÕt you remember your promise, Steven?Ó the manager whispered
to Steven. ÒYou made it to another women, but we women have a way of
remembering.Ó
ÒOh God!Ó Steven cried. And then suddenly it flashed in his mind, all
those weeks ago, when heÕd promised Cindy that if she picked up Laurie...
ÒOpen, Steven,Ó the manager urged, as unseen female hands pressed
the hard thing deeper into StevenÕs ass. ÒA promise made must be kept.
We women keep track of such things.Ó
Meanwhile Brittney had experienced many things in America. Elgina,
fearing she might fall prey to the guests at her weekend party, sent her
home late Friday night. She sent Clarissa home too, sending the girls with
a guest she trusted, while she and Julie put themselves at the mercy of
Steven. The next weekend the girls were picked up, this time for another
of ElginaÕs fetes, and they were surprised and delighted to find theyÕd be
made the guests of honor.
ÒSo everything is arranged with your parents? They both think
youÕre sleeping over?Ó Janice, who was helping Elgina arrange this affair,
asked the girls.
ÒYes,Ó Brittney said. ÒMom thinks IÕm at a surprise birthday
sleepover.Ó
ÒMy mom thinks IÕm doing something with my ballet class,Ó Clarissa
said.
ÒI called both of their mothers,Ó Cindy, who seemed endlessly useful
in matters like this, told the women.
ÒYou are very skillful,Ó Janice said.
ÒThanks. Or thank my dad,Ó Cindy said.
ÒOh?Ó Elgina asked.
ÒYes. I called a mother of one of BrittneyÕs friends, from a pay
phone,Ó Cindy explained. ÒWe had a conversation and then I called
ClarissaÕs ballet teacher. Once IÕd heard the sound of their voice, I could
easily imitate them. My dad taught me. He used to be a clown in the
circus.Ó
ÒOh!Ó Brittney smiled.
ÒYes, vocal impressions are quite easy for me,Ó Cindy said.
ÒWell girls letÕs get dressed,Ó Elgina snapped, clapping her hands.
ÒIÕve picked out your attire. YouÕll both be wearing all white. Silk
stockings of white, white dresses, white gloves.Ó The girls smiled. Their
costumes sounded ideal. With care and attention, loving the feel of them
against their skin, they put on the silk stockings Elgina gave them. The
stockings would not stay in place by themselves, and required garter belts
to be put on first, around their waists, with straps hanging down. The
girls delighted in fastening the stockings to the little straps; Elgina and
Janice and Cindy helped for such delicate material might easily be torn by
the straps if they were not fastened just right. Corsets were not
required, which was a relief to the girls, since neither girl had ever worn
a corset but both had heard awful stories about how tight they could be.
However, when the girls learned that bras would also be omitted, they
were puzzled.
ÒSee how gaudy the effect would be by trying them on, and then
wearing your dress over them,Ó Elgina explained. Their gowns proved to be
of quite thin material and the woman was right; the straps of a bra would
look bulky against their smooth backs.
ÒBut they will see my nipples if I become excited!Ó Brittney
exclaimed, and indeed at that very moment the thought of wearing such
swanky slim-fitting gowns had made her titties stand up.
ÒYes. It is a drawback, admittedly,Ó Elgina said. ÒBut this is a
sophisticated party, dear. You must not worry. Many women will be
dressed in gowns as slender and fine-fitting as yours and the men will
have much to look at if they should try to keep track of everyoneÕs tits.Ó
This provoked laughter in the girls, and so the bras were left out of their
wardrobe. But white patent leather shoes, little white mitten-sized
gloves, and even white feathered hats were added. As Clarissa and
Brittney preened in front of a mirror in ElginaÕs guest room, admiring
themselves, Clarissa suddenly said:
ÒOh, but we have forgotten panties!Ó Janice gave Elgina a knowing
look.
ÒIt is the same as with bras,Ó Elgina said. ÒThey would look bulky in
such fine gowns.Ó
ÒOh but they have sheer panties,Ó Clarissa said.
ÒYes! IÕve seen my mother wearing them,Ó Brittney added.
ÒNot tonight, girls,Ó Elgina answered. ÒBe content with what you
have. You both look lovely and it has taken me a great deal of trouble to
outfit you both. Fortunately I was able to make a good assessment of your
measurements at our last party,Ó she said. The two girls blushed. They
well remembered her last party and did not wish to dwell on it, at least
not in front of Janice and Cindy, who had been absent from it.
ÒYes well if you insist,Ó Clarissa said hurriedly.
ÒItÕs alright, I suppose,Ó Brittney said. Then she giggled. ÒTo think
that my mom made me pack my pjÕs, the ones with the little ducks on
them!Ó she laughed.
ÒYes! Mom thinks IÕm practising ballet,Ó Clarissa said. ÒWhich I
could do, I guess,Ó she added, and gave a sudden, startling twirl, spinning
around in front of the mirror, her gown lifting, fairylike, her patent
leather shoes spinning easily on the carpet with her heels raised up off it.
ÒMy! You are quite a pro,Ó Janice said.
ÒI practise too much, though. Tonight I want to have fun!Ó Clarissa
said.
ÒWill there be lots of men there?Ó Brittney asked, her eyes suddenly
lighting up as her little nipples seemed to poke with even more urgency
into her gown.
ÒYes of course!Ó Elgina said. ÒI only invite the handsomest men.Ó
ÒOoohhh!Ó Brittney and Clarissa both gushed.
ÒAnd Kerry will be there too,Ó Janice said. She gave Elgina a sly
look.
ÒYes you girls do like Kerry, donÕt you?Ó Elgina asked.
ÒOh yes of course!Ó both girls answered. They were blushing now,
and Janice, who had heard of their adventure in ElginaÕs bedroom, had the
tact not to ask why. So did Cindy, who knew less but could guess the
reason for their flushed cheeks related somehow to KerryÕs splendid
endowment.
Elgina looked at her watch. ÒOh, it is a half past eight!Ó Elgina said.
She smiled at her two young charges. ÒI must dress myself now, girls, and
Janice and Cindy must too. The hour is growing late. We must still travel
to our destination.Ó
ÒOh?Ó Brittney asked.
ÒThe affair is at my house tonight, even though Elgina is sponsoring
most of the guests and sent out the invitations,Ó Janice said. ÒSo we
must include travel time in our plans. The party starts at 11:00.Ó
ÒCan you two girls watch T.V. here in this room until weÕve
dressed?Ó Elgina said. As if expecting agreement, she walked to a T.V. in
the room and turned it on.
ÒYeah,Ó Brittney said.
ÒSure,Ó Clarissa agreed. As the T.V. came on, Leonardo DiCaprio
suddenly appeared on the screen.
ÒOh! ItÕs Titanic!Ó Brittney gushed. Elgina had started a VCR after
turning on the T.V., Leonardo could be seen smiling at Kate Winslet.
ÒI love this movie!Ó Clarissa said.
ÒEnjoy yourselves, girls,Ó Elgina said. She motioned to the two
women in the room. They left, heading for her bedroom, leaving the girls
to indulge their youthful lust for Leonardo until it was time to head out
for the party.
It was an hour and a half ride to JaniceÕs, for the woman lived on the
other side of the city. The three women and two girls rode in a limo.
Elgina asked the girls if theyÕd like some champagne on the ride, to pass
the time.
ÒJust a little,Ó Brittney said. ÒIt makes me dizzy.Ó
ÒMmmm. ItÕs very good champagne!Ó Clarissa announced, when she
had tasted it. The girls drank more than they should have, and Elgina,
unbeknownst to the girls, did not drink much at all. Neither did Janice or
Cindy. The women exchanged glances in the dark of the car, glances that
went unseen by the girls. When the girls had had their fill of champagne,
both of them growing drunk, Elgina insisted on serving them coffee. It
was rich wonderful coffee, brewed in a little brew pot right in the limo.
It was so tasty, in fact, that the girls drank too much of it as well, just
as theyÕd done with the champagne. The coffee had the advantage of
clearing their heads fairly well, but, combined with the champagne, it
made them aware of a new and quite unpleasant sensation.
ÒElgina?Ó Brittney asked, seeing the women clearly again after
finding her rather fuzzy from the champagne.
ÒYes?Ó Elgina asked. She helped Brittney hold her cup of coffee.
Even as the girl opened her mouth to speak, Elgina urged in a little more of
the rich brew. The girl swallowed and said,
ÒElgina, I have to pee!Ó
ÒMe too!Ó Clarissa chimed. Janice tilted the brunetteÕs cup and the
dancer drank some more coffee.
ÒCould we please stop the car so I could get out and pee? ThereÕs a
gas station!Ó Brittney said. She pointed to a gas station sign floating by
in the dark, visible from the highway.
ÒWhen we get off at our exit I suppose we could stop, but then weÕre
only minutes away from the party so...Ó
ÒOh, I would feel foolish running for the bathroom as soon as we got
in!Ó Brittney said, urgency rising in her voice. Elgina finished her
sentence with another tilt-pouring of coffee. The girl dutifully
swallowed it down.
ÒI donÕt think I can wait until we get to the party!Ó Clarissa said.
Her voice sounded tight. Her slim lovely young neck seemed to be
constricting her voice now as she spoke, but that didnÕt stop Janice from
urging a little more coffee between her lips.
ÒOoooh! I weally MUST go!Ó Brittney said. The girl wiggled where
she sat. Elgina watched as the girlÕs thighs suddenly snapped tightly
together. Brittney put a hand on her white gown-covered tummy. ÒIÕm
full!Ó Brittney announced. She managed to push back the coffee cup that
Elgina had slipped from her grasp, so that the girl in her sudden wiggling
restraint would not spill it on her new dress. Janice too found she had to
take ClarissaÕs cup from her. The girl was beginning to squirm like a
worm trying to wedge its way down into the seat.
ÒNo more, please!Ó Clarissa said, waving away her coffee cup as
Janice tried to get her to sip down a little more.
ÒI canÕt hold myself!Ó Brittney said, agony now creeping into her
voice. She gave Elgina an abject look. ÒPlease Elgina tell our driver to
turn around. I weally MUST use that gas station we just passed,Ó she said.
ÒTch! Your pretty white gown in a gas station?Ó Elgina asked. ÒThat
would be the height of foolishness. Elgina glanced out the limoÕs window.
ÒIt is only another few minutes, girls,Ó Elgina said. ÒSurely you young
ladies can both keep decent until then.Ó
ÒOooooh! No I canÕt!Ó Brittney wailed.
ÒMe neither!Ó Clarissa said. Both girls were now in continuous
motion, jogging about on their ripe young gown-clad bottoms on the limoÕs
seat. Elgina looked out the window again and then at Janice, who betrayed
a real fear that the girls might wet themselves, which would be doubly
awful for her since she was the one who owned the limo, having arrived in
it earlier in the evening at ElginaÕs.
ÒGirls, I just bought this limo, with a very difficult deal,Ó Janice
said. She gave Elgina a worried look. Elgina understood. Her little prank
might come to nothing, and ruin her friendÕs car in the process. That was
the last thing she wanted. Elgina frowned at the girls.
ÒI will not have you young women wetting yourselves, or this
expensive car,Ó Elgina said in a no-nonsense voice to the girls. ÒYou WILL
both hold yourselves. You WILL wait until we get to the party. No ifs,
ands, or buts. And furthermore, girls, in addition to whatever other
punishments I might mete out, let me tell you that I am very handy with a
strap,Ó Elgina said. ÒAnd I donÕt mean the kind that are holding up your
stockings!Ó
Even Brittney, who secretly longed for adventures like O in the Story
of O, was frightened by ElginaÕs new tone of voice. It was like her
motherÕs when her mother grew angry. It was not a voice of passion, or
eroticism, or game-playing as O might have experienced. It was pure,
unadulterated mother-knows-best instruction, and it left both Brittney
and Clarissa wobbling with fright.
ÒOh IÕm sorry!Ó Brittney cried. She clapped both her hands to her
belly and let her small fingers slide down toward her crotch. Clarissa did
the same, despite the unladylike appearance it gave her. Most of all the
girls feared not the strap, as Elgina had threatened, though that sounded
awful enough, especially wielded like a mother on two naughty girls. They
were afraid that if they wet themselves, indeed they were certain they
knew it for a fact, they would be expelled from the party. The limo would
turn around. It would take them home, not to the party, and whatever
blackmail the girls might plan against Elgina later would fail, for she was
a very intelligent woman who was not without resources in protecting
herself. As urgently as the girls now wished to pee, they wanted even
more to attend the party, especially in such fine stockings and hats and
gowns. And so, clenching their teeth, tears running unwillingly from the
corners of their eyes, the girls waited. Brittney somehow hoped that her
silent tears might cry away her need to empty her bladder, but it didnÕt
work. As her need to pee grew even greater the limo pulled into the
driveway of JaniceÕs house.
It was obvious from the cars present and the lights shining forth
from the windows of JaniceÕs mansion that the party was well underway.
But the two girls, desperate to relieve themselves, did not have the
presence of mind to notice. As for Cindy and Janice, they were privy to
ElginaÕs plan. They smiled at each other as they let the girls out of the
car.
ÒNo running, girls!Ó Elgina cautioned, for although the limo had
stopped directly in front of a flight of stone steps leading up to the
mansionÕs door, it was nonetheless 20 steps up to the door and then who
knew where the bathroom was? Fortunately ElginaÕs wish that the girls
should conduct themselves decorously was aided by the presence of guests
spilling out into the night. As men and women, impeccably dressed, stood
about drinking and watching the girls come from the car, Brittney and
Clarissa realized that they would have to walk daintily to avoid their need
being seen. Indeed, a very handsome man, perhaps 25-years-old, stepped
away from a woman dressed to the nines and came down the steps toward
the girls. He offered them his arm. Both girls grimaced and smiled and
took it gently, one girl taking his right and the other his left.
ÒOh thank you!Ó Clarissa said, trying to disguise her need.
ÒBut hurry! Pwease!Ó Brittney added, giving the man a dumb
desperate smile.
The man betrayed no knowledge of the girlsÕ condition, nor did any of
the other guests, despite a graceless hip-waggling walk up the stairs by
the girls. It took all of both girlsÕ strength to avoid plunging their hands
down between their legs, as they had so indecorously done in the limo in
the final minutes of its drive. Smiling balefully, their small hands
gripping the manÕs arms with a tightness and urgency that for some reason
did not leave him looking puzzled, they walked with wiggling desperation
up the stairs. Women and men, holding drinks, casually chatting, nodded as
the girls passed from the landing at the top of the stairs through the front
doors and into the house. Inside they saw more people, under a glittering
of chandeliers. Both girls gazed awkwardly around for a door leading to a
restroom but saw none.
ÒOh, thank you but--!Ó Brittney said to their chaperone.
ÒYes! We must go now!Ó Clarissa said, with a frankness that she
hoped the man could only guess at.
ÒI must introduce you to the other guests,Ó the man said. Elgina and
Janice appeared behind the girls. Gently they took each girl by an arm.
ÒThis way, girls,Ó Elgina said. Brittney gave her a delirious look,
like a cow about to go crazy from not being milked. Clarissa did the same,
but to Janice, who took her firmly in hand. Together the girls were led by
each woman toward the center of the room. As they walked a murmur
went up from the crowd and several curtains, which had stood open, were
drawn across the mansionÕs front windows. As the girls approached, the
guests drew back. Suddenly two posts came into view. As the girls were
taken to the posts, they struggled to remain polite. It seemed everyone
was watching them, which was embarrassing but hardly surprising since
they were clearly the youngest, and had been told they were the guests of
honor. At the same time, Elgina and Janice, though leading them by their
arms, put a free hand into each girlÕs back, thus impelling them forward in
a ladylike if rather non-negotiable way. However as the girls grew close
to the posts they each felt the womenÕs hands slide from their backs down
to their bottoms. This surprised the girls, who each let out a brief little
shout. Being pushed along by oneÕs bottom was distinctly indecorous; they
wondered at the gaucheness of it and could only conclude that their hips
had become so violently desperate that the women were trying to save
them from making fools of themselves.
The girls arrived at the posts and were quickly turned about by the
women. The man was still there, as urbane and unsuspecting as ever, or so
he seemed, as he helped Elgina and Janice push the two girls awkwardly
back against the posts. They were big stiff round wooden things, as might
be seen holding up a dock. The girls wondered at the feeling of having
their backs pressed against them. Moments later, the man drew back their
arms. Each girl felt metal come snapping around their wrists. A cry from
both Clarissa and Brittney announced that they were trapped, trapped up
against the stiff posts with metal cuffs binding their hands behind them.
ÒOh! What is happening?Ó Clarissa wailed. Brittney, who could no
longer control her attempts at ladylike behavior, blurted out,
ÒBut Elgina! I have to go!Ó
Laughter arose from the crowd of guests. The girls blushed,
vermilion, as Janice and Elgina lifted and tucked up their dresses. To the
girlsÕ intense embarrassment, they found that all of themselves from the
waist on down, including even their belly-buttons, was on view. Their so
urgently needful pussies could no longer be cupped by their hands, which
were bound behind them, and their legs, which they hoped to cross, were
swiftly drawn apart by the man who had taken them into the house. Metal
cuffs on chains were drawn round from the backs of each post and bound to
the girlsÕ ankles, right over their lovely silk stockings, above their patent
white leather shoes. Clarissa felt her stocking tear down by her ankle as
the once-gracious man closed the metal cuff over her leg. She let out a
wail but it went unheeded. All it did was make her lovely bra-less
breasts shake, inside her beautiful white gown.
The girls still wore their feathered hats, their little mitten-like
gloves, their stockings, their shoes. But their soft downy pussies were on
display for all to see and, what was worse, each girl found that her post
bore a protrusion right where her bottom butted against it. The effect
was to force out each girlÕs hips. At the same time, owing to how her legs
had been pinioned, wide apart and some distance out from the base of the
post, each girl found herself in a kind of semi-squat, for the last foot of
chain holding the cuffs to her ankles was not flexible but rigid. So two
bars of steel in effect kept the girls from drawing their feet back to the
base of the posts, while by having her hips pushed forward, each girl was
in any event obliged to stand with her feet some distance out from her
post, lest she topple forward. She would not have fallen to the floor,
owing to her arms being cuffed and the cuffs being fastened tight to the
postsÕ backs, but it was scary nonetheless, for despite each girlsÕ finery
she was now in effect a living mannikin, a mannikin with a very urgent
need.
Elgina stepped back from the girls. Janice did too, so that the red-
faced, open-legged girls might be admired by the guests. It was a lovely
trick Elgina had thought of, and it had actually worked. Janice shook her
head in wonderment. She had worried especially about Brittney in the car.
The girl was only 13; when a little girl truly needed to pee, who could stop
her, even in a car as expensive as a limo?
However, a curious thing suddenly overcame the girls. Desperate as
they were too pee, their faces agonized and their hips weaving and
twisting against the posts, they found they suddenly could not. There
were too many eyes staring at them. Janice guessed this just from
looking at the girls, a smile from Elgina confirmed it without either
woman having to speak.
It was Cindy, in fact, coming forward a few moments later, a drink
in her hand, who was the first of the three women to speak.
ÒWell, girls?Ó Cindy asked. ÒYou complained so much in the car.
Now nobody is stopping you from doing what you please. Are you, Elgina?Ó
the blonde woman laughed and shook her head, still admiring the girls with
their nipples stiff in their dresses, their downy cunts on view, and the
stiff hard bars holding each of their feet apart from the posts. It was a
clever design. She had considered using spreader bars between the girlsÕ
ankles to hold their legs apart but that would have interfered with her
final touch, one which the man himself, having earlier bound the girls, now
supplied by producing two small porcelain bowls from inside the coat of
his jacket.
ÒMadam, I believe you asked me to give these to you?Ó the
gentleman, urbane as ever, said to Elgina.
ÒYes! Thank you for bringing them,Ó Elgina said. ÒHowever I think
my two guests here might have greater need of them.Ó
Mortified, the two girls realized Elgina had just, or was just about
to, let the cat out of the bag. So far, despite their rude awful display,
they had not (so far as they knew) betrayed their need to pee. But now as
Elgina instructed the man to place one of the white porcelain bowls down
between each girlsÕ legs, close to their posts and above their pretty cunts,
two and two were coming very close to being put together. Brittney gave
Elgina a desperate look.
ÒOh, Elgina! Pwease!!!Ó Brittney wailed. Her cry was echoed by
Clarissa. Urgently they bucked their hips, as if two young mares trying to
throw riders. However they could only buck forward, owing to the
protrusions which pushed forth their bottoms. They effect was hilarious,
as if the two virgins were begging to be fucked.
ÒOh. I did not know you girls wanted it so badly,Ó Janice could not
help commenting. There was more laughter from the guests. Suddenly
Elgina, wishing to move things forward a bit, turned to the guests and
said, ÒLadies and gentlemen, these are our guests of honor tonight. I think
youÕll agree theyÕre the very prettiest young ladies weÕve ever seen at any
of our parties. However there is something both of them are not telling
you. IsnÕt there, girls?Ó Elgina asked. She turned again to her charges and
Brittney, no longer able to contain herself, her face the color of a sunset,
cried,
ÒOh Elgina! I have to pee!Ó
ÒMe too!Ó Clarissa hollared. There was no holding back now, at least
with respect to the girlsÕ emotions or movements. Both of them urgently
waggled and thrust forth their hips, repeatedly, straining even to spread
their legs farther apart as their need in their bladders seized them.
ÒYour bowls are in place, girls,Ó Elgina said. ÒPlease, be my guests.
Try not to overflow your bowls however as I would have to spank you both
if you pee on the floor.Ó
The two girls looked down. Between their legs they stared at the
bowls. They were small bowls, having fit into the gentlemanÕs coat
earlier, which was a well-tailored coat which could not hold too much.
With agonized cries both girls realized how impossible it would be for
their full bladders not to overspill the delicate bowls. At the same time,
to even greater dismay, both girls found themselves quite unable to pee,
no matter how much their bladders contained.
Cindy glanced at Elgina. She began to honestly be afraid that the
girlsÕ bladders might burst, they were so awestruck by their surroundings.
She stepped forward. Sensing that Elgina would not stop her, she placed a
hand on each girlÕs thigh; ClarissaÕs left, BrittneyÕs right. The ballerina
was a head taller than the 13-year-old. They looked somehow sisterlike
standing there, despite their difference it height: both brunettes, their
hair elegantly pinned up, one with melon-sized tits and the other sporting
tennis-ball cleavage. Gently Cindy slipped her hands from the girlsÕ thighs
between their thighs. She tickled their soft-lipped dells. First she grazed
her fingertips through their pubic bushes, however, enjoying the feel of
such soft downy hair as the two young brunettes sported. Then it was
down to the shortest, most delicate hairs, between the girlsÕ widespread
legs and fuzzily covering their sweet little lips. She felt wetness there;
it was however the wetness of excitement. The wetness increased as she
began to stroke each girl, in tight little circles. She felt for each girlsÕ
button and felt lips parting to receive her. Suddenly Brittney cried out.
There was laughter from the crowd; a sudden gushing wetness sprayed
CindyÕs fingertips.
ÒOh! You wet me!Ó the dark-haired woman cried. Her hand flew from
BrittneyÕs dell to her face, slapping her, leaving wet pee marks on her
cheek where the woman hit her. It was however not a vicious slap, just
enough, Cindy thought to get her to stop peeing so inconsiderately, before
she could draw back her fingers.
But Brittney didnÕt stop. How could she? She was full of champagne
and coffee and it was all shooting out of her now, down between her open
legs and into the bowl, where the vigor of her pee caused the fluid to
splash out and onto CindyÕs close-pressed shoes. Realizing it, the woman
stepped back. Her remaining hand bolted from ClarissaÕs dell as she did
so, while Elgina, smiling at BrittneyÕs display, said,
ÒOh! They are beginning to pee! Not on the floor, girls! Remember!Ó
But it was no use. No sooner had Cindy taken away her hand than
Clarissa began to pee. There was so much in her that she too peed with
unladylike vigor; her pee oversplashed her own bowl and began to puddle.
At the same time, an ever-widening puddle at BrittneyÕs feet began
creeping toward ClarissaÕs mess.
ÒFortunately we have a gentleman here who enjoys such spectacles,Ó
Elgina said, as Janice looked with something less than amusement at the
way her hardwood dance floor was being stained. Suddenly, a gasp went up
from the crowd. Stepping from a door at the rear of the room, Kerry came
walking. He was strutting, in fact, which was quite amazing for someone
who was utterly naked. Unlike the other guests he wore no clothes, not
even shoes. He walked barefoot across the floor, grinning, but all eyes
were what he sported between his legs. He was, though it was hard to
believe, an even ruder sight than the girls. And no wonder. Being a male,
he was not possessed of a soft little dell. His big oversized penis stood
up stiffly from between his legs, and it was as generously coated with oil
as the rest of his body.
Brittney and Clarissa, despite being red-faced, seemed to blush even
harder as they suddenly laid eyes on the boy. His penis planted instant
doubts in their minds, owing to their wide-legged posture. They were both
virgins, but there was nothing to save them if the boy should want to fuck.
Desperately they looked at Elgina. But she only smiled. Kerry strode up to
the girls and put a hand on his cock. He rubbed it, an expectant light in his
eyes. The two distressed and distended peeing girls let out a whoop of
terror.
ÒOh no! Oh no!Ó Brittney cried.
ÒOh please, Elgina!Ó Clarissa gasped. But the woman noticed
something in the girlsÕ gaze as they stared at the boy. Despite their
mortification she thought she saw, deep in their eyes, a secret delight.
They were bound. They had been made to pee. They had every excuse in the
world if they should be fucked this night, and lose their virginity. It was
not their fault, not by a long shot, and if they could bear the spectacle of
having it done to them in public they could never blame themselves for
losing their cherries. It was a guiltless, and fascinatingly decadent way
to go. Both girls sighed and stared at KerryÕs dick as the boy drew closer.
He sidled up to Brittney and seemed not to mind as some of her pee, which
was still streaming out of her, hit his bare feet.
ÒI want you first,Ó Kerry said to the girl.
ÒOh, Kerry!Ó was all Brittney said in reply.
Elgina turned to her guests. As if showing off a prize horse,
gesturing toward the nude boy, she asked, ÒIsnÕt he a fine penis? HeÕs had
months of my personal training. With luck heÕll open them both before
spilling. Ò
ÒOh no!Ó Clarissa cried, as Elgina turned back to regard the two girls.
Brittney however only bit her lower lip as Kerry took her in hand, placing
his hands on her hips. She felt the warmth of his skin against her own. He
regarded her with a kind of proud affection, not love perhaps but certainly
well-meaning lust. Smiling at her he softly stroked her hips. She was
wet, he was oiled. He had to hold his hips in a slightly backjutting
position, throwing out his small tight-assed rear, in order to keep from
bumping her belly with the head of his cock.
ÒIÕm going to fuck you now, good and hard,Ó Kerry said to Brittney.
The girl bit her lip harder. He noticed it and lifted a hand from her waist.
Gently he pried her teeth off her lip.
ÒI only want your cunt to bleed, not your mouth,Ó Kerry said.
Suddenly, as KerryÕs head bobbed to the left, his gaze turning briefly to
admire the waiting Clarissa, Brittney saw a man standing in the crowd.
He looked about 25, maybe 30, maybe even 35. She could not tell his age
but there was such a wonderfully wild savage look in his eyes that she
felt his gaze all the way to the depths of her uterus. She was still peeing
as she glimpsed him, her stream slowing now, but still whole, not
droplets yet, and as she gazed at him she felt a sudden sharp sense of
openness, complete openness, right to her soul. Combined with his savage
look it moved her so greatly that she found herself wanting him, then and
there, despite the rude awful way he looked at her and the young girl
standing beside him.
ÒOh Steven!Ó Brittney said. But it was not Steven, of course, he had
made a deal that had left her hanging from this post! It was however a
man who looked even more callous than Steven, and for some reason
Brittney found herself drawn to him, despite her embarrassment, despite
her wanton shameless peeing display. And he seemed to want her too, the
way he looked at her! It was so strange, how they connected like that, she
realized later, she peeing in front of God and him and everyone, he with a
very beautiful young thing clasping his hand, but staring nonetheless at
her, and with more than just casual amused interest. Then suddenly
KerryÕs head was blocking her view of him. She felt a sharp stabbing down
between her legs and wrenched at her bonds. It was-- too late! She cried
out as her virginity was taken, sharply and abruptly, by KerryÕs inthrusting
tool. It was a magnificent tool, but BrittneyÕs mind was not on it but the
man she could not see as it split her open and drove deep into her virgin
cunt.
ÒOh! God, youÕre tight!Ó Kerry gasped. He had to stop and pull back a
little. Despite her agony and embarrassment, feeling pain deep in her
loins where she had been so suddenly violated, Brittney kept her mind on
the man beyond, the man she could not see. Again Kerry attacked her. He
jabbed deeply, expertly, having trained with Elgina for months in her
bedroom. Again he commented on BrittneyÕs tightness but she was going
now, it was too late to stop him anymore, even as she tried squeezing
herself on him. He was massive, inthrusting, prying with deep heavy
swiftness into her, opening her, finally coming to rest with a bump
against the back of her womb.
ÒOH! OH! OH! OHHHHHHH!Ó Brittney cried. She was done peeing now
but she felt a new sensation, deep inside her. KerryÕs tool flexed. She felt
a spurting.
ÒTo Clarissa! To Clarissa!Ó Elgina frantically cried. Somehow the
boy managed to pull back. With an agony of effort he stopped his spurting.
Tearing himself from Brittney he rushed to Clarissa. He jabbed into her.
The young virgin wailed out as she felt her hymen tear under his assault.
But in moving from one girl to the other he had sprayed both with a new
gush of sperm, splattering their thighs, despite somehow cutting himself
off when he was deep inside Brittney. Later Brittney concluded that it
was her own tightness which had helped the lad succeed in stopping his
stream. But now, gushing like a fountain, he was undone. He made another
stabbing attempt at Clarissa but her hymen, or some last shreds of it,
held. To his intense embarrassment the boy found himself not in either
girl, having to finish his spend, which was unstoppable now, by rubbing his
dick vigorously with his hand. Janice, who already had a big puddle of pee
on her floor, watched with dismay as Kerry added sperm to the mix. But
Elgina only laughed and said,
ÒWell, I guess everyone has to go tonight.Ó
To their relief, when the girls were freed from the posts, they were
ushered out of the room. Bathrobes were even produced, as soon as the
girls were off the posts, that they might make their exit with rather more
decorum than their entrance had entailed. No further demands were made
on them that night. For her part Brittney had mixed reactions to her
undoing. She had been planning to lose her cherry. However she had never
in her wildest dreams imagined such a dramatic ending to her virginity.
She could not make up her mind whether she was happy or sad about it, and
finally realized that it was the man, staring at her, the unknown man, who
would forever make her remember it with pride. He had been so awful, in
the way he stared at her, and yet so lustfully interested too! There was
something of a beast-like quality to him, and given how mesmerized he
had seemed by her she decided it was quite something indeed for a girl
whose mother still regarded her as a child to tempt such a terrifying man
as that.
Clarissa felt rather like a parakeet put in mine shaft to warn the
miners who got away somehow from the shaftÕs collapse. She was still a
virgin, albeit less so. And this seemed to suit her, after a little de
rigueur crying, just fine. She was still free to give her virginity to who
she pleased. And Kerry had been a fine cock to open her, truly magnificent,
and, as he later confided in her, she was the first to ever escape him.
Later he asked her ruefully if he might finish the job.
ÒNot tonight,Ó was ClarissaÕs response.
And so while an orgy proceeded downstairs the two girls fell asleep
upstairs, in one of JaniceÕs guest rooms. They chose to lay entwined in
each otherÕs arms, first for a good self-indulgent cry and then to diddle
each otherÕs slits. In the safety of each otherÕs arms, behind a door which
Janice assured them was locked, they brought each other to mutual
pleasure. And so far as they knew none of the guests downstairs ever
found out.
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