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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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NIGHT VISITOR
Chapter Two
The arrived at the house dressed as the invitation had directed.
James wore a suit and tie, complete with a genuine leather belt around his
waist. Tabitha was dressed in a white blouse and matching white school
girl stockings. Around her waist she wore a miniskirt. It was very short,
but it could not be seen as they approached the house together, for over
her blouse, and hanging down so that it concealed her skirt, was a leather
jacket.
Immediately upon being let into the house Tabitha was relieved of
her jacket. The mistress of the house smiled, hanging TabithaÕs jacket in
the hall closet as the other guests greeted her warmly. A hand, seemingly
by accident, touched the back of TabithaÕs skirt. It lifted it. It only drew
it up a few inches but that was sufficient. The undercurve of TabithaÕs
bottom came into view. It was bare. She wore no panties.
ÒOooh! She has a little ass!Ó a woman standing near Tabitha
remarked.
ÒYes,Ó another woman agreed. James watched as his wife blushed.
The hand, which was the hand of a woman, let go of TabithaÕs skirt. The
woman who had lifted TabithaÕs skirt smiled at James. Her eyes darted to
the front of his trousers. James easily understood the visual gesture.
ÒStay awhile,Ó it said without words, Òand IÕll have at that too.Ó
James grinned. He felt his zipper bulge outward as the excitement
in his crotch grew.
The mistress of the house smiled at James and his wife. ÒWould you
like tea? We are taking tea in the parlor,Ó the mistress said.
ÒYes. Please,Ó Tabitha answered. Her voice sounded nonplussed, but
her hand was trembling when James took hold of it to lead her into the
room.
The conversation in the parlor was uneventful at first. The weather
was discussed. A recent golf classic was analyzed. An impending race for
mayor was briefly touched upon. Then, sensing that the group had settled,
the mistress of the house, whose name was Joan, and who had long brown
hair stretching down to her waist, stood up and said,
ÒPerhaps we would enjoy a sauna?Ó
ÒYes,Ó a second woman, whose name was Rebecca, chimed. Joan
brushed back her hair. It cloaked her like a garment. She lifted a lock of
her hair and, turning to a woman, the one who had lifted TabithaÕs skirt,
she said,
ÒOf course I will have to put up my hair.Ó The woman smiled. Her
name was Yvonne. She reached out and, urging Joan to step closer to her,
she reached for the zipper at the back of JoanÕs skirt.
ÒFive of us are new,Ó Rebecca said. ÒShall I explain things for
them?Ó
ÒYes please,Ó Joan said. She began to pin up her hair. At the same
time a sound of unzipping was heard as Yvonne undid JoanÕs skirt.
Rebecca had red hair. It was curly, and some of it had fallen forward
over her right eye, giving her an alluring appearance. Now she pushed the
hair back, boldly, using her hand. She turned to James and Tabitha, as well
as a young man sitting nearby, next to another couple.
ÒThe point of the sauna is not simply to undress and enjoy,Ó Rebecca
said. ÒThough, God knows, a chance to relax is always welcome here.Ó She
grinned, sheepishly. Briefly she touched her hand to her hip. She adjusted
her bottom on the sofa she was sitting on. Then she continued: ÒThe sauna
also gives us a chance to explore. If you see, for instance,Ó she looked at
James, ÒA pair of tits that intrigues you, you are free to fondle them. Or,Ó
her glance turned to Tabitha, ÒIf you see a penis that fascinates you, do
not be afraid to touch it. All of us will be naked in the sauna, and hands
are as free to wander as eyes are.Ó Her smile widened. ÒNow, if you
please, let us have off our things. So that we might savor a bit of steam.Ó
Tabitha glanced at James. She was still trembling, he saw, her
breathing making her blouse move. But James felt an eagerness in his
loins. At that moment he did not care what happened to Tabitha, so long
as he could get off his pants. He reached for her. Silently she let him lift
her from the loveseat they were sitting on. Still seated himself, he stood
her before him. She looked like a recalcitrant schoolgirl, in her white
stockings and blouse. She let James undo her miniskirt. Then she
unbuttoned her blouse. Watching the others undress, she rolled down her
stockings and took off her shoes. As she did this James undid his own
clothes, freeing his cock in the process, which came out of his pants as
hard as an iron bar. Lastly, standing bare bottomed, with her pussy as
well displayed as her thighs, Tabitha unhooked her bra.
The guests, all naked now, and previously entranced with TabithaÕs
ass, now savored her tits. They were impressive. They rose in twin
points from above her slim ribs. They were two large hefty gourds, each
with a young stiff teat at its tip. In addition, while TabithaÕs body was
tanned, she had purposely protected her breasts from the sun. The skin of
each of her two lovely mounds was pure white. Rebecca walked over to
Tabitha. Frankly she eyed her tits at close range. Then, kissing Tabitha on
her cheek, she boldly cupped her bosoms. They were heavy. They were as
big and wonderful as her ass was small and petite. Rebecca squeezed
TabithaÕs breasts.
ÒAh!Ó Tabitha gasped. She watched as Rebecca isolated her nipples
betwixt two fingers. Then Rebecca pinched them, still holding her tit
flesh. ÒOoooh!Ó Tabitha groaned.
ÒGood heavens, girl. You are a treasure!Ó Rebecca whispered to
Tabitha. ÒI hope you understand that we do not simply take a steam bath
here.Ó Tabitha answered RebeccaÕs statement with a stare. Rebecca
smiled. She could feel the girl trembling, right to the tips of her nipples.
ÒAn ass like yours will be tested,Ó Rebecca whispered to Tabitha. ÒAnd
tits like these will not leave here without tasting clamps.Ó
ÒOh, I do not--Ó Tabitha began. But James was there, his cock
jabbing her bottom, his finger touching her lips and intruding within.
ÒShhhh,Ó James said. Tabitha flinched at the touch of her husbandÕs
cock on ass. But she knew he could not help it. He was hard, so hard, and
his penis stuck out in front of him with the same natural grace that a ram
sports antlers. Quietly Tabitha sucked on JamesÕ finger. Then he took her
hand. He led her from the parlor, following Rebecca. Behind James the
other guests followed. They gazed with admiration not only at TabithaÕs
ass, but also at JamesÕ.
Rebecca paused at the door to the sauna. There was a small bell
hanging outside the door, on a hook. She lifted it. She rang it. It made a
silvery, tingling sound.
ÒNone may enter without being wet,Ó Rebecca said to the guests.
ÒYou want us to take a shower first?Ó someone asked.
Rebecca shook her head. ÒNo, no, silly. That is not the sort of wet I
mean. I will touch each of the females, between her legs, to make sure
she is moist there. You neednÕt masturbate yourself. I will do it for you.
Or you may have another do it to you if you wish. Whatever, just so youÕre
wet before you enter.Ó Rebecca smiled at Tabitha. James urged his wife
forward, against her misgivings. Rebecca reached between TabithaÕs legs.
She felt a sensation of dew there, on TabithaÕs lips. But she massaged the
young womanÕs cunt to make her even wetter.
ÒThe same goes for the men,Ó Rebecca said, as she forced a moan
from Tabitha. ÒEach male must have pre-cum drooling from his penis-tip.
But not sperm. DonÕt let yourselves get that excited, men. Also, as you
know, you men were instructed not to have sex for one week. I will feel
each of your balls to make sure youÕre full.Ó
When Tabitha had been aroused, Rebecca turned to James. She
stroked the length of his manhood. He did not have pre-cum at the tip of
his cock when she felt it so she took a moment to massage him until he
did. James enjoyed the sensation of RebeccaÕs fine-nailed fingers running
up and down his length. When Rebecca had urged an oozing drop of pre-cum
from JamesÕ peehole, she reached under his penis and cupped his balls.
ÒOoooh. You actually obeyed instructions. Very good,Ó Rebecca said.
James smiled. In fact he had fucked his wife only three days before, but
heÕd drunk a lot of milk since then, hoping it would give him more sperm.
It had.
James ushered his wife into the sauna. They sat down together on a
wooden bench. Next to them was a pail, filled with fresh water. The pail
was made of wood. The whole room smelled of fresh pine. James saw a
stove sitting in the corner. He decided to get up and throw some water on
it, to make steam. He got up. He picked up the pail of water. His cock
waggled stiffly between his legs as he walked over to the stove. When he
arrived he saw that his cock stuck out over the stove, for it was lower in
height than his waist. James looked down at the glowing coals, on top of
the stove. They were just inches below his penis. James lifted the
bucket. He poured some water from it. It splashed onto the coals. Steam
erupted from them and the steam scalded his penis.
ÒOuch!Ó James cried. But it was wet steam, and not terribly painful.
ÒOooh,Ó Tabitha smiled. She touched herself between her legs. She
admired JamesÕ boldness. She did not consider his act stupid but rather
daring, a willingness to confront pain and test himself against it.
James walked back to his wife. He sat down. He placed the bucket
next to him, wondering if he should have done what he did. Tabitha
reached over to James. She put her hand between his legs. She stroked his
penis.
ÒSo brave,Ó Tabitha smiled.
ÒOr dumb,Ó James said.
ÒYou canÕt help it if your penis sticks out,Ó Tabitha said.
The other guests were filing into the sauna and they took their seats
on the bench. There were actually two tiers of benches, each at a right
angle to the other, and the guests spread themselves out on them. Towels
were passed around, from a pile in the corner. Nobody was wet but the
towels made sitting on the wood more comfortable. Tabitha took a towel
and placed it under her bottom. Rebecca sat down next to her and smiled
at her.
ÒDonÕt get too comfortable,Ó Rebecca told Tabitha. ÒIÕll have a treat
for that pretty little ass of yours in a few minutes.Ó
James arranged his own towel on the bench so that he could lie
down. Then he did, letting his whole body relax. Only his penis did not
relax, for it was too excited. It thrust up vigorously from the base of his
belly. Between JamesÕ legs he could feel his balls. They were swollen
from all the sperm he had saved. He was dying to shoot, letting himself
gush out the tip of his penis, but instead he tried thinking of other things.
Above James his wife laid down, on the second tier of the bench he was
lying on. She lay on her towel, on her belly. James gazed at the round
curve of her bottom sticking up at the ceiling. Idly he wondered what
Rebecca had meant when she said she had a ÒtreatÓ for TabithaÕs ass.
The minutes passed in steam-heated silence. Tits lolled, hips
squirmed as bodies readjusted themselves on the benches. JamesÕ cock
remained hard, as did the penises of the two other men present. James
looked around at the guests, admiring them even as they admired him.
There were four women in all.
ÒFour pussies,Ó James remarked to himself. ÒAnd eight breasts.
Eight cheeks of bottom. Not bad.Ó In addition, continuing his counting, he
went over the men, counting not only their cocks but also their balls.
ÒSix,Ó James said of the balls. ÒIf I were running the Inquisition IÕd be
looking forward to cutting off four of those.Ó
Joan, her long hair pinned up now, her body naked, uncapped a bottle
of baby oil. She had taken it from a small wooden chest that Rebecca
pulled out from under her bench. Joan squirted the oil on herself. She
began to rub it into her tits.
ÒI can do that,Ó Yvonne suggested helpfully. Joan smiled.
ÒThere is lemonade in the kitchen, in the refrigerator,Ó Joan told
Yvonne. ÒPlease fetch it.Ó
ÒYes,Ó Yvonne answered. She rose from the bench, where sheÕd begun
idly fondling her husbandÕs penis. Beside her, on her other side, sat a
young man. His name was Steve. His cock stuck up eagerly, but it had
received no attention, save for that Rebecca had given it before allowing
him to enter. As Yvonne passed him, heading out for the lemonade, she
bent and fondled his cock.
ÒMy you are big,Ó Yvonne said to Steve. Joan looked over at the boy.
ÒDonÕt grow too fond of him,Ó Joan said to Yvonne. ÒHe will have to
have surgery on his cock.Ó The young manÕs eyes widened. Yvonne looked
startled.
ÒWhat-- whatÕs wrong with him?Ó Yvonne asked Joan. Protectively
she wrapped her hands around the young manÕs thing. He stuck up from her
clasping fists, too long for both her hands to enclose. He was like a
plump, ripe summer sausage, full of pulsing blood coursing through veins,
with a fat pair of balls underneath, obviously loaded with sperm.
ÒWhy nothing is wrong with him, dear,Ó Joan said. She touched her
finger to her pussy as she spoke. Her finger was delicate, slender. Her
eyes gazed at SteveÕs organ. ÒBut we will play obscene games, after our
sauna. What could be more decadent than to perform surgery on a
perfectly fine, perfectly healthy manÕs penis?Ó
James, his own cock sticking up with as much vigor as SteveÕs, felt
a shock of indecision run through him. What was this woman saying? That
they were going to take a scalpel to SteveÕs dick? But it was so well-
shaped, and adroitly proportioned. The thought of surgeons bending over
such a penis, inflicting their medical equipment upon it, gave James a
scare. At the same time it increased his arousal. He felt himself
stretching forth more boldly into the air, even as he realized that what
Joan had planned for Steve, she might also have planned for him.
ÒI-- I donÕt think IÕm interested in having surgery,Ó Steve croaked,
watching as Yvonne resumed massaging his thing.
ÒIÕm sure it wonÕt be too bad,Ó YvonneÕs husband, jealously watching
his wife, told the young man.
ÒYouÕre big and strong,Ó Joan smiled at Steve, clearly excited by his
apprehension. ÒWith luck youÕll survive the procedure.Ó
Yvonne clearly wanted to put the young man to use right then and
there. But, with reluctance showing in her eyes, not to mention worry, she
let go of him. She turned to leave. Salaciously she wiggled her bottom at
him. Then she walked out, blowing him a kiss as she passed out of the
sauna.
As the penises of James, YvonneÕs husband Mark, and young Steven
waved in the steam, the women oiled their bodies. Rebecca took the oil
from Joan, not asking for it but simply taking it, and proceeded to squirt
the woman all over and rub the oil into her with her hands. Joan shivered
at the attention. Above her JamesÕ wife, lying on the second tier of his
bench, lifted her behind. Emitting a soft moan, she put her left hand to her
lips. She stuck her thumb into her mouth. She proceeded to suck upon it,
rather noisily, while simultaneously arching her bottom and opening her
thighs.
ÒI do think she wants it,Ó Joan said to Rebecca.
ÒPerhaps later,Ó Rebecca replied. The woman took a penis-shaped
vibrator from the wooden chest. She turned it on. Ignoring the men, who
strained with perfect, and quite accessible erections, she proceeded to
fuck Joan with the fake penis.
Yvonne returned. She had unpinned her hair and it hung loosely
around her shoulders, falling over them to hang down her chest. James
noticed that her hair was cut so that when it hung loose it would fall
short of her nipples, leaving them unhidden and on view. He liked that. He
wondered if YvonneÕs husband had ordered her to wear her hair that length,
long enough to make her carefree and beautiful, but short enough to leave
all her sexual charms available. James wanted to reach up and grab
YvonneÕs tits. He would milk them with his hands, he told himself,
grabbing them roughly until they spurted.
ÒPity you arenÕt pregnant,Ó James muttered as Yvonne passed him.
She handed the lemonade sheÕd brought to Joan.
ÒHmmm?Ó Yvonne asked, as one might ask for something to be
repeated at an afternoon tea.
James put his hand to his cock. He gave himself a squeeze.
ÒI said, Ôpity you arenÕt pregnant,Ó James said to Yvonne. ÒI would
like to see your breasts full of milk, so I could squeeze them in my hands.Ó
ÒOh how naughty,Ó Yvonne snapped. ÒIf I were pregnant, my milk
would be for my baby!Ó Nonetheless as she passed him she let a finger
sweep across him. Then she walked on, returning to the twin spectacles
of her husband and Steve, sitting side-by-side, with a space between them
for her, on the other bench. Joan, who had taken the lemonade from
Yvonne, held it close to herself. It was a full pitcher. It sloshed in her
hands as she held it to her breasts, enjoying the coldness of the glass
pitcher against her hot skin. Rebecca slowed the pace of her dildo. Then
she stopped it, and left it momentarily stuck in Joan, half in her cunt and
half out of it. Rebecca lifted the cold pitcher out of JoanÕs hands. Gently
she set it down on the bench, beside the woman.
ÒDonÕt knock it over. I want some when IÕm done,Ó Rebecca told Joan.
Then, diligently, she began to spear the woman again, using the quivering
dildo. Joan climaxed. As she did, Tabitha pulled her thumb from her
mouth. She gave a whimpering moan. She arched her bottom higher. But
James, though enjoying the spectacle of his wifeÕs behind, knew she was
just teasing. She used to lie like that on their bed, offering her bottom,
but she would always make him take her the normal way when it came
time for them to mate.
ÒAh, that was nice!Ó Joan exclaimed, when she had recovered herself.
She looked at James and the other two men. Still shuddering from her
release, her eyes apprised the three cocks. ÒI should like one of you to
make a similar display, right here in front of us,Ó Joan said. ÒInspire us
with a jetting forth of your need.
Yvonne looked at her husband with warm eyes.
ÒGo ahead, honey,Ó Yvonne suggested. She put a hand to her belly and
rubbed it as she spoke. Then, wetting her lips, she added, ÒThere will be
plenty left over, IÕm sure, to put in my belly.Ó
TabithaÕs thumb popped from her mouth. It made a loud sound as it
came out, in the quiet warm room, a kind of reverse-sucking sound.
ÒOh, you do it, honey!Ó Tabitha told her husband. ÒShow them how
much you have!Ó she exclaimed.
Joan laughed. Her cheeks were hot from her orgasm, giving them a
ripe rosy blush. ÒWell Steve must have surgery, so I suggest he be saved,Ó
she suggested. ÒSo it is between James and Mark.Ó
ÒLie down,Ó Yvonne told her husband. ÒIÕll coat you with oil and then
IÕll make you spend.Ó She laughed. ÒYouÕll probably hit JoanÕs ceiling.Ó
The invitation was too much for Mark to resist. He spread out his
towel. He lay down. His cock arched stiffly toward the timbered roof.
MarkÕs wife placed a towel on the floor. She placed it so that, when she
knelt on it, her body would be kneeling beside MarkÕs loins. Then, with a
quick encouraging brush of her fingers across SteveÕs erection, she left
her place beside him, on the bench, and knelt over her husband. Rebecca
stood. She brought the bottle of baby oil over to the young wife. Yvonne
smiled.
ÒThank you,Ó Yvonne said, taking the bottle from the red-headed
woman. At the same time Joan stood up. She lifted the pitcher of
lemonade from the bench.
ÒIÕll take some!Ó James commanded, gazing at the lemonade in JoanÕs
hands.
ÒAlright,Ó Joan answered. She tilted the pitcher. A howl escaped
from James as he felt cold lemonade splash down onto his dick.
A sigh rose from Mark. His wife was beginning to oil him. Rebecca
helped, doing his balls as Yvonne did his penis.
ÒOoooh. He is SO full,Ó Rebecca remarked.
ÒYes. He will spurt several times at least before the night is over,Ó
Yvonne assured the redhead.
ÒEnough for us all, plus an advertisement,Ó Rebecca laughed.
ÒGod! IÕm all sticky now!Ó James said from across the room.
ÒYour loins are,Ó Joan agreed. She put down the pitcher of lemonade.
She reached into the wooden chest. She pulled out a leather cord. ÒI
wouldnÕt want you to get any stickier, would you?Ó Joan said to James.
ÒWh- What do you have in mind?Ó James asked. He reached down to
his waist a flicked an ice cube off of his belly.
Joan gave a quick tug on the cord. ÒIÕm going to wrap this around
your penis and balls,Ó Joan said. ÒThen you will be able to enjoy all
manner of teasing, without spilling your load.Ó
ÒOooooh!Ó Tabitha sighed. She smiled at James. She lifted her
heiney with provocative grace and gave it a wiggle.
ÒHmmm,Ó James said. He looked up at his wifeÕs behind. ÒThen I
could give Tab her first spearing, in her ass, without spilling?Ó
ÒPerhaps,Ó Joan smiled.
ÒNo!Ó Tabitha shrieked. Her hands flew to her bottom. She squeezed
her cheeks. James laughed.
ÒI have something for that cute little ass of yours,Ó Joan said.
ÒSomething to help your husband.Ó
ÒWhat?Ó James asked, as Joan began to bind him with the cord.
ÒYouÕll see,Ó Joan said. ÒHold still so I can get you tied up properly.Ó
James looked at his quivering dick. ÒIÕm not doing that,Ó he told
Joan. ÒItÕs... like... when my heart goes thump, my dick quivers.Ó
ÒMmmm. Yes I see,Ó Joan replied. She bound the cord around his
excited penis. Then she did his balls. When she knotted the leather thong
James gave a shout.
ÒOuch! ThatÕs tight!Ó James said.
ÒThe better to keep you full,Ó Joan answered.
With James bound, and Steve wondering how his penis would be
operated upon, Rebecca and Yvonne finished oiling Mark. Each stroke of
their fingers was designed not only to wet him but to bring him closer to
orgasm. At last he was quivering on the brink of release and Joan,
reaching again into the wooden chest, ordered the two women to stop.
ÒA pause, now, please, before we shoot him off,Ó Joan said. She
drew another wooden box from beneath her bench. She opened it. Inside
was a single wooden cup. She dipped it into the pitcher of lemonade. Then
she gave the cup to James, still lying on his back on the bench.
ÒDrink,Ó Joan told James. ÒWhen you have quenched your thirst I
will pass the cup to your wife, and then on to each of us in turn. Let us
savor this moment, while we are all still yearning for release.Ó
James took the cup. He drank from it. Passing it back to Joan, he
said,
ÒYou are still yearning for release?Ó
Joan smiled. ÒI have a large appetite, in sexual matters,Ó she
answered. Joan dipped the cup in the pitcher again. This time she handed
it up to Tabitha. Still lying with her ass upended, Tabitha took her hands
from her bottom and used both of them to clasp the sides of the cup. She
drank, lapping at the lemonade. She drank half the cup but did not finish
it. When she handed it back to Joan the dark-haired woman swallowed the
rest in one gulp.
After the cup had been passed around, after everyone had been
refreshed, it was time for Mark to give a display of himself. Yvonne and
Rebecca helped. Positioning themselves so that everyone could see, and
with James watching, they rubbed him vigorously with their hands until
James gave a loud cry. Suddenly, gloriously, like Old Faithful erupting,
James gushed out his sperm. It spurted high and splattered down across
his stomach and thighs. Some of it hit the girls, who leaned forward
squealing as James offered himself. His seed sprinkled their breasts,
their hands, their faces. A bit of it even got onto YvonneÕs lovely long
hair.
No sooner had MarkÕs passion expired, and his penis begun to ebb in
its size and girth, than Joan pulled a strange looking device from the
wooden chest at her feet. It was a short stubby cock, and like the dildo
that had pleasured her, no amount of female persuasion could ever get it
to lose its stiffness. Attached to the base of the cock was a quartet of
chains. Each was thin, but strong. Joan looked up at Tabitha and caught
the young womanÕs eye.
ÒThis is the treat I spoke to you about, for your bottom,Ó Joan told
the blonde. ÒYou will wear this for the rest of the evening, to make you
more accessible to your husband. The only time it is to be removed is
when someone wants to take it out in order to put in something bigger. A
living cock, for instance.Ó
ÒOh, NO!Ó Tabitha bleated. Her hands, which had remained at her face
after drinking the lemonade, now flew to her bottom again. It was still
poised in the air, in sexy invitation, though apparently the young wife had
not contemplated the full extent of her brazen posture.
ÒYes,Ó James said. He was too aroused to see his wife refuse. She
looked to him for protection but he only licked his lips. ÒYou have taken a
dildo, once before,Ó James said to Tabitha. ÒAnd it was longer.Ó
ÒYes but I did not have to WEAR it!Ó Tabitha cried.
Catlike, Joan sprang up to the second tier of the bench. She placed
herself beside JamesÕ wife, sitting by her face, and showed her the dildo.
ÒSee, darling?Ó Joan explained. ÒThis is going up you. I want you to
lick it to make it wet, to give it lubrication. Then IÕll add a little oil. But
I want it wet with your saliva first, so you can never claim that you were
forced.Ó
ÒOh, BUT!Ó Tabitha cried.
ÒYes, up your little butt!Ó Joan said encouragingly. She offered the
girl the dildo. ÒSuck it like you sucked your thumb,Ó Joan told Tabitha.
After much hesitation, giving first little tentative licks, Tabitha obeyed.
She licked it like a candy cane, up and down and swirling around. But
unlike a candy, the dildo didnÕt melt. When Tabitha was finished the
gleaming cock was just as hard and thick as when sheÕd started. ÒNow lift
your bottom higher,Ó Joan told the young woman, as Rebecca brought her
the bottle of baby oil. Together the two women put the finishing touches
on the object, making it very slick, as Tabitha, watching, arched her
behind higher.
ÒGood, good,Ó James complimented his wife.
ÒOh but I donÕt ever want a real one in me,Ó Tabitha told her husband,
looking down at his dick.
ÒYour duty tonight is to accept that which is offered,Ó Joan told the
blonde. ÒUp higher now with your bottom. Reach back and open yourself.
Spread your cheeks with your pretty manicured hands. How like soft
pillows the twin hinds of your ass look!Ó
ÒOh, and you are going to jam something right between them!Ó
Tabitha wailed, nonetheless complying, for her husband, getting up and
rummaging through the wooden chest on the floor, took from it a black
leather paddle.
ÒSuch interesting things for a sauna,Ó James remarked. He struck
his thigh with the paddle. ÒOw!Ó he exclaimed. He looked at his thigh. A
red mark formed on it. ÒThatÕs effective. Damn effective,Ó James said.
ÒOh, I donÕt want to be spanked!Ó Tabitha shouted.
ÒThen get that ass open,Ó James told his wife. Joan and Rebecca
stood. They walked from TabithaÕs front to her rear and sat down again.
ÒLemonade?Ó Yvonne asked. She had been tracing whorls in the
sperm on her husbandÕs loins, gathering it with her finger and then sucking
her finger clean. Now she stood. She looked at Steve, perched on the
bench, contemplating the fate of his dick.
ÒYes please,Ó Steve said in a high, anxious voice.
ÒYes,Ó Mark said languidly. Yvonne walked across the sauna. She
picked up the pitcher of lemonade. She dipped the cup in the pitcher and
then brought the cup over to Steve. He took it from her. He gazed at her
lovely swinging ripe tits as he took it. Then he began to drink from the
cup. Suddenly, a scream pierced the steam. Steve looked up. To his utter
surprise, for he was new to such things, he watched as Joan and Rebecca
impaled Tabitha with the fake cock.
ÒSurgery can be so delicious,Ó Joan remarked, when they were all
sitting down again, save for Tabitha, who lay on her belly with a dick up
her ass. ÒFirst, one must undress, which will not be a problem in our case.
At the same time as the patient disrobes, the doctors dress up. They put
on gloves, masks, gowns, special footwear so as not to bloody their shoes,
and nets for their hair. You who will be playing at doctor will find these
things provided in the next room. When all is in readiness the patient is
brought in, wearing a modest, easily removable hospital gown. He lies
down. Of course he hopes not to be sexually excited, for it will be easily
observed by the doctors. Then the patient is relieved of his gown, or it is
gotten out of the way in any event. After this the patient is bound to the
table, so he will not struggle or move during the operation. And then the
procedure begins.Ó Joan looked at Steve with a passionate gaze. SteveÕs
cock lurched between his thighs.
ÒWhat-- what will you do to me?Ó Steve asked.
ÒOh, this and that,Ó Joan said. ÒBut we have two tables and it would
be a shame to waste the other.Ó Her gaze turned to James.
ÒNot me,Ó James said.
ÒMmmm, two cocks sticking up in readiness, for whatever might
befall them. I wonder who would cum first?Ó Joan laughed. ÒBut I did not
have you in mind, dear boy. It is your wife I want on the other table.Ó
ÒWhat? Me!Ó Tabitha shouted. ÒNo!Ó Her hands flew to her bottom
but, finding herself already invested there, she clapped them to her mouth
instead. A blush, already on her cheeks, deepened.
For the first time James felt a twinge of concern for his wife. But
he was still lusty, painfully so, his dick straining for release. He touched
the cord binding his cock.
ÒWill there be anesthesia?Ó James asked.
ÒNo, what is the fun in that?Ó Joan laughed.
ÒBut-- but what will happen to her?Ó James asked. ÒThereÕs nothing
wrong with her.Ó
ÒShe will be examined,Ó Joan answered. ÒA young, healthy wife,
examined by all the men present. Everything will be inspected. Her
nipples, her cunt, even her teeth in her mouth. And of course her blood
pressure will be monitored regularly, and prior to the operation she will
sit and have blood drawn from her arm.Ó
ÒYou mean with a needle?Ó Tabitha shrieked.
ÒYes, dear. I am a registered nurse. I know how to take a blood
sample,Ó Joan told the young wife.
ÒOoooh!Ó Tabitha gasped. Her eyes were already wet from being
pierced by the dildo and now she began sobbing.
ÒThere, there,Ó Joan said. She climbed up to the second tier of the
bench and sat again by the young womanÕs head, as she had before impaling
her on the dildo. She patted TabithaÕs hair. It was pinned up and lovely to
look at. It shone with a halo-like glow in the steam of the sauna.
ÒAlright,Ó James said. ÒBut I want to be one of the doctors.Ó
After the sauna the seven of them showered together. They used a
big gang shower, big enough to hold all of them. Tabitha was not
permitted to remove her butt plug in order to shower. Nor was James
allowed to take off his leather thong, although it was loosened. The two
men still sporting erections made quite a spectacle in the shower, their
penises sticking out stiffly as everyone, even Mark, soaped them down.
When the shower was over towels were passed out and everyone took a
turn drying each other. James and SteveÕs penises wiggled alluringly as
the towels were passed over them. While drying Steve, Mark became erect
again. Yvonne remarked that if playing with a naked man made Mark that
excited, she would be sure to invite over company in the future, when they
made love. Mark blushed. He said he had no idea why drying SteveÕs penis
had caused his own to grow.
ÒBut IÕm grateful for it,Ó Mark said. ÒI know I can cum several more
times and itÕs nice to be ready again.Ó
After they were dry, James and Mark and Yvonne went into the
operating room. Joan and Rebecca stayed behind with Tabitha and Steve.
Joan found two nurses caps and handed one to Rebecca.
ÒHere,Ó Joan told her. ÒCanÕt be a nurse without your cap.Ó The two
women laughed. They put the nursesÕ caps on their heads. Then Joan
peeked into the operating room. Seeing that all was in readiness, she and
Rebecca led Tabitha and Steve to their fate.
TabithaÕs knees buckled when she saw the operating room. It was
very life-like. Two white-sheeted tables stood in the middle of the room.
Beside each was a smaller table, on which was a plethora of shiny steel
items. They were medical instruments. There were metal tweezers,
scalpels, a speculum, plus several feet of plastic tubing and other things,
including a supply of colored condoms and KY jelly.
Joan and Rebecca gripped Tabitha by her arms. She wore nothing,
save for the butt-plug stuck up her ass. Steve stood manfully by himself,
without assistance, his penis well-displayed and his ass clenched. The
others in the room were dressed, or mostly undressed, in doctorsÕ gear.
James wore a mask on his face, and rubber gloves on his hands. His penis
thrust forth daringly from his loins, sticking across the metal tray that
held the operating instruments
ÒDoctor, I have brought the patients,Ó Joan told James.
ÒYes. What procedure are they scheduled for?Ó James asked as
dispassionately as he could.
ÒYou are to operate on their sexual parts,Ó Joan said. ÒOf course you
may inspect each patient as much as you need, but when it comes to the
surgery, it is their sexual parts which are to be operated upon.Ó
ÒI see,Ó James said. He looked at Mark.
ÒThe female will need her cunt pierced, to insure she is not a
virgin,Ó Mark told TabithaÕs husband.
ÒOh really? You think she might be a virgin?Ó James asked. His
voice showed amusement.
ÒWe will inspect her to see, but I suggest she be invested in any
event. She is a young wife? Sperm in the belly will do her good.Ó
ÒPerhaps in nine months she will be back,Ó James joked.
ÒI should like to inspect her nipples,Ó Yvonne said.
ÒOf course,Ó Mark agreed. ÒAnd we must not forget her mouth. Or
her bottom hole, for that matter.Ó
ÒFunny you should mention both her mouth and her ass in the same
sentence,Ó James said.
ÒYes,Ó Mark agreed. ÒBoth are equally useful.Ó
Tabitha let out an embarrassed gasp. The others laughed, save for
Steve, who was too busy feeling the pulsations of his blood in his loins as
he gazed at the surgical trays.
The room was warm. A light had been turned on over each table. It
warmed the air. It made each table stand as if in sunlight, everything
exposed, everything on view.
Tabitha shivered. Humiliated, barely able to stand, she was led to
one of the operating tables. But before she was allowed to mount the
table she had to sit bare-bottomed on a chair beside it, and have her blood
drawn. She nearly fainted as Joan poked her arm with a needle. When the
procedure was complete Tabitha stood, with help from Rebecca, and
climbed up on the table. Steve had his blood drawn next, and then he got
up on the other table. Together they lay down, with quick, awkward
glances at each other. When she was flat on her back Tabitha gazed at her
husband. But he was masked, and gazing at her with the dispassionate
eyes of a surgeon. With a scream of fright she looked away. She bit her
lower lip and lay nakedly under the light.
ÒThe ass is the thing with this fellow, and perhaps something for
the penis,Ó Mark told James. The young husband nodded.
ÒWhat?!Ó Steve blurted. But Yvonne was already binding his wrists
above his head, to the sides of the table. James and Mark spread his legs.
They rested his ankles in the steel stirrups that stuck out beyond the
tableÕs base. Soon the only thing left free on SteveÕs body was his penis.
It stood stiffly erect, waiting with anxious need for the touch of the
metal instruments lying in the steel bowl beside his table. Below his cock
his balls lolled heavily at the end of the table. James touched one of the
two rounded testicles with a rubber-gloved finger.
ÒHe is quite full,Ó James said. ÒI recommend we pierce these, or
otherwise relieve some of the pressure.Ó
ÒYes,Ó Mark agreed.
ÒWhat th-?Ó Steve gasped. But as he tried to speak Yvonne lowered a
metal brace between his lips. Actually it was two braces, each parallel to
the other, forcing his mouth to spread to accommodate their presence.
Yvonne patted SteveÕs forehead.
ÒNow your mouth is rendered immobile,Ó Yvonne told the young man.
ÒBut you have no need to say anything. Just lie there and enjoy the
procedure. It shouldnÕt be too painful.Ó
Joan and Rebecca tied down Tabitha. They fastened her to the table
on her back. Her hands were bound near her face, just as SteveÕs hands
were fastened. When she was prepared she showed a pretty wet cunt,
gaping sweetly between her legs. Her mouth was spread wide by a metal
brace. It held her lips apart and showed her pretty tongue, curled in her
mouth and cowering there like a cornered mouse. Anything might be done
to Tabitha now, for every part of herself was open. The only place that
the overhead light did not penetrate was her ass. And that was only
because a butt plug had been thrust into her there. Tabitha shivered and
felt tears roll down her face. Rose, bending over her chest, began to tease
her stiff nipples with rubber-gloved fingers.
ÒYes, darling. How sexy you look lying there. Your mouth gapes, your
cunts shows its red lips. Your nipples point stiffly toward the ceiling,
betraying your lust. Even your poor bottom makes a sexy spectacle, the
cheeks rammed through with a hard black butt plug. I think I shall get a
camera a snap a picture of you. Oh, how your eyes roll in your head hearing
that! Yes, dear, nothing is sacred here. Every little girl deserves to have
herself put on full display.Ó
Meanwhile, over at SteveÕs table, Mark wet a cotton swab. He used
alcohol. When he touched the swab to SteveÕs penis, to the gaping, oozing
slit of his pee hole, Steve flinched.
ÒYes, there will be a slight sting,Ó Mark told Steve. ÒJames, is the
catheter ready?Ó
ÒYes,Ó James said.
ÒOh, what are you going to do with that?Ó Yvonne asked the two men.
ÒWeÕre going to stick it up SteveÕs penis,Ó Mark answered. The man
paused to rub his own dick with a rubber gloved hand. Then, taking the
tubing from James, he pressed the end of it against the tip of SteveÕs
cock.
ÒOh my God!Ó Yvonne sighed. Steve wiggled madly on the table. His
mouth made guttural sounds. But he couldnÕt speak, owing the metal
braces holding his lips apart.
ÒLet us do the same,Ó Rose said to Rebecca, at the other table. ÒEach
of them shall have their bladder filled. Steve through the pee hole at the
end of his dick, Tabitha through the pee hole located within the prettiness
of her cunt.Ó
When Steve and Tabitha were both penetrated and filled, they were
commanded to pee. The others watched as their pee ran down the tubing
sticking out of their bodies. Each of the tubes ended in a bucket. The
buckets were placed at the base of their tables. They were made of metal.
There was a loud sound of pee splashing into the buckets as the two
patients relieved themselves.
ÒVery good,Ó Rose said, when Steve and Tabitha had emptied their
bladders. ÒNow letÕs fill them again. That was fun!Ó
To the mortification of the two patients, they were filled with fluid
three times. Each time they were filled almost to bursting. Then, as they
gasped for relief, they were permitted to pee. Their pee ran down the
tubes and Rose photographed the urine running into the buckets.
On a sudden inspiration, Mark decided he wanted to sodomize Steve.
It was, of course, completely contrary to the unwritten rules males play
by, at least heterosexual males, and Mark apologized to the boy before
doing him.
ÒI canÕt help it,Ó Mark told Steve. ÒIÕm excited by the forbidden
nature of it. IÕll try to take you as gently as possible. And of course IÕll
wear a condom, and use plenty of lubricant.Ó James smiled. He was glad
he wasnÕt lying on the table.
With the tube still stuck in SteveÕs dick, Mark entered between the
cheeks of his ass. The boyÕs legs were spread wide and his feet were
firmly anchored to the stirrups. He could not resist. As he felt himself
impaled, James scraped up and down the sides of his cock with a scalpel.
How horrifying it was! One slip of the scalpel and Steve would feel his
whole length, his whole manhood, lopped off. He would hear it plop
beneath him as it fell from the table, into the metal bucket on the floor
which held his pee.
Steve wriggled in an attempt to escape the scalpelÕs caress.
ÒDonÕt,Ó James warned. ÒI wonÕt hold myself responsible for your
moving around like that.Ó
Mark probed, his cock pushing deeper. Steve wriggled again.
ÒDonÕt!Ó James said. ÒYouÕre making your dick wobble all over the
place. I might cut you.Ó
ÒHe canÕt help it. IÕm doing him,Ó Mark grunted.
ÒHeÕs lucky I have a light touch,Ó James answered.
Mark took Steve slowly. He savored the tightness between the boyÕs
cheeks. Steve squeezed himself. He tried to expel the invader, or at least
keep him from going up any further! When Mark was about halfway into
Steve, he could bear the virginÕs snugness no longer. He ejaculated. But
because he was wearing a condom, the sperm merely collected at the tip
of MarkÕs penis, within the safe confines of the rubber. When he withdrew
Steve felt relief, but an odd emptiness too, as if he had been used. Used,
but not rewarded.
James laid the scalpel back in the metal surgical tray. With
sympathetic eyes he grasped SteveÕs erection in his hand. It was a big
cock that the boy had, sticking well out of JamesÕ fist. James admired the
length and girth of the young manÕs erection. Then, slowly, he began to
pump him.
ÒHow does it feel to have a man giving you pleasure? A doctor?Ó
James asked the boy. He felt odd manipulating Steve. Yet he felt
strangely thrilled too, for he was doing something he guessed he would
never do again. It was the moment, the spark of the night, that had
brought him to this. He had never even contemplated being gay. Yet here
he was, not relieving himself in the lad but bringing him swiftly and
dispassionately to orgasm.
ÒNo!Ó Steve croaked, as he felt himself taken over the edge.
ÒYes,Ó James countered. ÒThis thing of yours is dangerous. I donÕt
want it going up my wife.Ó
Joan and Rebecca, meanwhile, attended to Tabitha. They sketched
imaginary lines on her belly with a scalpel. They whispered to her about
the benefits of a Cesarian Section. Finally, with the butt plug still up her,
they inserted a dildo into her cunt. Tabitha gasped as she felt herself
filled.
ÒNo! No!Ó Tabitha tried to plead. But her mouth, spread by the metal
brace, could do nothing but gulp in air as the dildo thrust into her sex.
When she was filled Rebecca undid the chains holding her butt plug in
place. She pulled the plug out. Tabitha let out a cry of relief, but a
moment later she screamed in terror. In place of the plug, Rebecca
intended for her to take a full-sized phallus.
ÒItÕs what you get for wearing a skirt with no panties,Ó Joan
laughed. Rebecca oiled the phallus. She smiled at the sight of TabithaÕs
behind. The young wifeÕs little back hole still showed the signs of its
previous investiture. It was greasy, and slightly wider than it should be,
as if begging for more. Above TabithaÕs back hole, between her spread
legs, the dildo put into her sex was sticking out. The end of it showed,
with TabithaÕs sexual juices secreting around it, like dew on a big stick.
Rebecca leaned forward. Tabitha thrashed against her bonds.
Frantically the young wife squeezed her cheeks.
ÒYou are married now. You must get used to fucking,Ó Joan laughed.
Rebecca showed no mercy. She thrust in the second device, eager as a
young husband. Tabitha screamed as she felt the second dildo penetrate
her bottom. It hurt. Only the skill of the two women, one diddling
TabithaÕs clit as the second worked in the phallus, kept Tabitha from
having her bottom hole torn.
When Tabitha was completely filled, the womensÕ real work began.
They pulled out the dildos. But they did not pull them out completely.
When they had pistoned the dildos back, they shoved them forward.
Tabitha shrieked as she felt herself fucked all over again. And even then
that was not the end of it! Joan and RebeccaÕs breasts swung nakedly,
back and forth, as they exerted themselves. They inserted the dildos into
Tabitha again and again. Over and over they fucked her, like two randy
young men, using the dildos. The young wife exploded in a series of
orgasmic cries.
Afterward Tabitha lay heaving on the table. She couldnÕt believe she
had survived the attack. For that was what it felt like, with her legs
forcibly spread and her bottom and cunt speared without pity. Yet there
was a strange glow in her belly, spreading up from her sex and ass. The
kind of glow one finds reassuring, no matter how strange or untried the
circumstances. As she lay there, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks,
Rebecca picked up the scalpel again. She put it to TabithaÕs belly. Once
more she traced lines on her skin.
ÒYes,Ó Rebecca breathed to the young wife. ÒHow nice it would be
for your husband to fuck you, without birth control. And in nine months,
who knows? You might be lying on an operating table just like this one,
with a knife thrust into your belly to deliver your baby.Ó
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