Message-ID: <2160eli$9707192208@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (20b/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199707191637.KAA11299@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 20b "So you can do what you like?" "Within reason. You can't kill anyone, of course! But a lot of the teachings of the church show us that sex is part of life and therefore to be enjoyed as part of the church." "What do your parents think about all this? "They don't know too much about it, except that I go off every Sunday for a few hours. Also they know I'm being accepted into the upper church in about two weeks time, but I know they won't come along." She got up, pulling Mike up by the arm. "Hey, we'd better stop. I don't want to waste all that cum in here when I can feel it inside me in a couple of hours time!" she said, causing Mike's cock to throb painfully. Mike picked up her bikini bottoms as she sat back down on the bed. She giggled as she rolled back to give him a perfect view of her ginger hair and her enlarged, damp pussy. "Kiss me there, one more time?" she asked. Mike pushed her left leg and gave himself ample room to lick along her thigh and over her pubic hair, running his tongue through her curls and down along the lips of her pussy. She moved her leg back, making it easy for Mike to get each leg into the correct bikini hole as he covered her up. "Now, we'd better wait a bit until this goes down" she said, popping his cock back into his trunks and putting him back in the pilot's seat. Mike felt a little disappointed, but thought that this was so unexpected that he had no reason to complain, and even less after the promise she had made about the fun they might have after her parents leave. After flying the simulator for a few minutes, Mike returned to normal but was slightly concerned, as they went downstairs, that he might spring into life when he saw his sister. However, he thought no more about it once he began talking to Rebecca's mother about school, careers and the holidays. The parents seemed to have found plenty to talk about, and would have continued talking until sunset had it not been for their respective duties for the remainder of the afternoon. "You children can stay and play in the pool while we're out. There's some more food in the `fridge if you're hungry, but do please clean up after you." said Mr. Renzer, piling plates on top one another as she tidied up the table on the patio. "Yes, stay for the afternoon if you like. We'll be at Aunt Francie's but we'll be back at about nine." said Lauren's father. "OK, we'll be good, Daddy!" said Lauren in a baby voice. "Hey, want to play a game? We can sit out here and get some sun at the same time. What about Monopoly?" asked Stefan, already leaving to go into the house. And so as their parents left to attend to their separate duties, the children occupied the patio table and set up the game. Stefan acted as waiter, pleased that both Lauren and Mike agreed to his suggestion that they should all drink a mixture of white wine and lemonade, with plenty of ice, while they played. The big chairs were covered by blue and white striped cushions, allowing Lauren to put her legs over the arm and get comfortable as Stefan distributed the money - with a bit extra just for her. Lauren was pleased to note that she was sitting between Rebecca and Stefan, with the sun shining directly onto her front. Once the game was under way, Lauren looked more closely at Stefan, remembering the feel of his cock in the water, and the expert touch of his finger between her legs as he so innocently taught her how to float on her back. He seemed to assume that she would not object to the presence of his hand. In fact, he had shown very little caution before touching her and rubbing his thumb over her vagina underneath her black bikini. She had hated the garment last year, but was having second thoughts now. Perhaps it would be a waste to throw it away - unless she could beg or borrow one from Marlene one day. Her thoughts wandered as she recalled her passionate encounter with Jim. It was just so big, and so painful as he.... "Hey, your go. You need a nine to land on me." said Stefan, handing her the dice. She shook it quickly and rolled them across the board. "Five, I'll buy it. I like the stations" said Lauren, handing the notes to Stefan. Their game continued, each player building up their property holding as they watched their opponents intently. Rebecca was in a jubilant mood, making jokes about anything and everything as she succumbed to the white wine. "Hey, did you enjoy your swim before lunch, Lauren?" she asked. "Fine, Stefan was teaching me how to float, you know." "Oh, we know, we saw you, didn't we Mike?" she said with heavy innuendo. Mike was silent, pretending not to hear properly due to his concentration on the game. "Come on Mike, we saw them didn't we? Or couldn't you see from where you were?" "I thought you were sitting on the patio right here?" asked Lauren, looking alternately at the boys. "No, I played with Rebecca's computer." "You played with me as well. He had no trouble keeping it straight, you know!" teased Rebecca. "Hey, you lot, let's be honest about this!" said Stefan, controlling the conversation. "Lauren, Mike, we've seen you in your kitchen a few times. We were like you a few years ago. There's nothing to be worried about - we won't say anything. Lauren, you're a beautiful girl!" he said, patting her hand. Lauren smiled, feeling that she needed a compliment. Now she cast her mind back, she had seen the curtain in their bathroom move slightly now and again, but had never actually seen anyone. "And so is your friend, what's her name?" asked Rebecca. "Nikki" "Our parents would kill us if they knew what we done in the past" smiled Rebecca. "There was one time that Stefan tied me up really well with ropes so that my hands were behind my back and my knees up against my chest. He had me on his bed..." "Becky, it was on your bed, otherwise there really would have been some explaining..." interjected Stefan. "Oh yes, on my bed, and he was pumping me quite quickly when we heard my mother open the front door." laughed Rebecca. "Oh God, what happened?" asked Mike, feeling his cock swelling. "Well, Stefan pulled his underpants back on lightning fast. I was struggling to get free but he'd done such a good job that even Houdini wouldn't have got out!" "I bet you Mum was mad!" "Well, big brother here picked me up and put me to bed. Then he ran downstairs to tell Mum that I wasn't feeling too well and had gone to bed!" "Brilliant!" shouted Lauren gleefully. "Not that clever. She came upstairs, sat on my bed and took my temperature. She wanted to take my pulse but I managed to convince her that I just needed sleep. Anyway, I was so hot, dying for it as she left, and couldn't get even one finger between my legs!" "She had to stay in bed for the rest of the day to make it look right!" said Stefan. "I sneaked in now and again, putting my hands under the cover to try and get the ropes off." "After a while I told him to forget the ropes and get his fingers into me. God, I remember how wicked that felt!" "Roughly the same thing happened to us." said Mike, warming to the idea. "Oh, Mike" complained Lauren, uncomfortable with the thought of revealing their intimacies. "Lauren! said Rebecca, "we've probably done exactly the same things as you have. Don't worry!" Rebecca touched her feet as they hung over the side of the chair to provide reassurance. "Yeah, we were watching a film when our father returned to pick up some stuff. We couldn't get upstairs in time and had to hide behind the sofa." "Naked? How many of you?" asked Stefan. "Three, me, Lori and Nikki. Luckily he didn't come into the lounge, just wanted some stuff from the kitchen." "I love it when there's a little bit of danger involved. I tingle all through. Lauren, don't you find it makes you wetter than normal?" asked Rebecca. "I don't know really." she said, fascinated by the conversation but so reluctant to share her feelings with people who were really strangers. "Oh, Lauren, what about when we were in the pool? I know you enjoyed that. I could feel it!" said Stefan, smiling kindly at her. "In fact, I can still taste it" he said, licking his fingers. Lauren appeared to start to reply when she simply inhaled slowly, dreamily, as eyes closed slightly. It was indeed a wicked thing to do, floating in a pool thirty feet from her parents as a boy ran his hand over her vagina. To think that her father or mother only had to stand up to see what they were doing. They would have gone bezerk. She recalled that her brother had already been upstairs with Rebecca and had wasted no time in entertaining her, although it may have been the other way round, she felt, with the open approach to sex that Rebecca seemed to prefer. She smiled. "I did enjoy it, Stefan. You're very good at it." Inwardly, she breathed a sigh of relief, pleased with herself that she had been able to communicate her feelings. "I think the rule should be that we should only talk about boys, girls and sex while we play this game. And of course I get to have the winner!" said Rebecca. "What if it's Lauren?" asked Stefan. "That's fine! And if I win, you'll just have to watch me do myself!" she said, laughing as she threw the dice. The game continued, the conversation alternating between the inevitable accusations of cheating and the even more inevitable stories of sex, often embroidered by Rebecca as she stood up to provide emphasis and acted out the scenes to everyone's amusement. It was clear that she had an eye for people's desires and fetishes, and could convey them in a very amusing and effective way with her facial expressions and earthy humor. Lauren and Mike liked her, their laughter growing with the intoxicating effect of the stories, the sun and the wine. Stefan had heard much of it before, but obviously had forgotten many of the episodes. Rebecca had few scruples about portraying scenes of indecency, running her hands over her breasts and between her legs for emphasis as required. "And then there was the time" giggled Rebecca, "that I was sitting with my boyfriend at the back of the bus coming back from Thun. He dared me to take off my knickers, which of course I did as the bus was empty, and I put them in my pocket. Then he dared me to sit on his cock. I thought he would chicken out, but he pulled out his thing and I had to sit on it." "Didn't anyone notice?" laughed Lauren, her throat hurting now. "Well, not to start with, but the bus became really busy, and by the time we decided that we'd better stop, there was always someone looking. Then the worst thing happened! An old lady sat on the seat next to us and tut-tutted at us for cuddling on the bus. The bus bumped along the road as it went up into the hills, and I turned to see the look on his face as he realised he was going to come! It shot into me, dribbling out and over his balls, into his trousers. We had to stay on the bus until the lady left, and then quickly get cleaned up. Of course we had gone much too far and had to get the next bus back!" Rebecca turned to Mike, pleased that she had such an appreciative audience for a change. "Hey, I like the look of that, Mike. Can I play too?" she asked, leaning forward over the table so that the others could see down her bikini top. She ran her hand over the bulge in Mike's trunks, noting that it was well on the way to becoming as stiff as before. "Hey, I'm hot. Does anyone mind if I take my top off?" asked Rebecca, looking mainly at Lauren. "No, I think in a few drinks time I might just do the same!" replied Lauren, her hand moving up and down her thigh as she leaned back and looked round at Stefan. He picked up the wine bottle and stood up to fill her glass. She noticed that he too had a bulge in his trunks. She realised - as her mind tried to visualise the shape of him underneath - that she had already drunk plenty of wine, and felt bold enough to follow Rebecca's lead. She reached up as she leaned back on the arm of the chair and took hold of his concealed weapon, causing him to knock the bottle against her glass. Rebecca smiled as she looked at Mike. "Please?" she asked. Mike reached over and undid the clip on the back of her bikini, watching as the straps pinged apart. Her skin was so pale compared to the others and almost matched the white of the patio table. She leaned back into the chair as her breasts revealed their true shape. They were certainly large, but not very firm, although to Mike they looked very grown-up and sexy. She reached behind the chair and clicked the back of the seat down a few notches, reclining it almost flat. Stefan cleared away the game from the table and made space for the next round of entertainment. Lauren helped him put the money and cards into the box, and stood in front of him, her back to the table. She saw Mike kneel between Rebecca's legs, as she pulled her man closer towards her, feeling the stiff arrogance of his cock pressing against her stomach. Lauren's hand threaded it's way under his trunks and into the large tent created by his cock against the material. She held his balls in her right hand, squeezing gently as she had done previously in the pool. He pulled her up so that as she stood on tip-toes, he kissed her lips while she put her arms around his neck. His warm hands touched her breasts through her top, causing the little nipples to awaken and stand to attention. His fingers moved under the bikini, pushing it gently aside as her breasts were treated to sunlight for the first time in many years. Lauren shuddered as his thumbs roamed over her nipples, her thoughts turning from her pent-up desires to Jim and then on to her mother and father. Between kisses, she glanced at Rebecca, fascinated to see that she had one leg over each arm of the chair with her bikini bottoms halfway down her thighs, giving her brother ample room to investigate her pussy with his tongue. She couldn't see Rebecca's pussy, but reckoned from the sounds that she was very wet and enjoying every moment. Lauren felt her bikini top come off as Stefan explored her ears with his tongue, causing her to become very wet as she pushed herself against his body. Stefan put his hands behind her back and lay her down on the table so that her legs draped over the sides without touching the patio. He resumed his kissing, pausing only once when he poured some wine over her breasts and hot pussy. She could smell the heady incense of the two aphrodisiacs as they joined forces to summon the beginnings of her orgasm. So many thoughts ran through her head, not least the desire to come, to feel Stefan inside her, and to do it outdoors for the world to see. Her feelings and desires concurred as the tingling sensation that she had grown to worship began inside her, the bubbling deep in her stomach signaling that Stefan was doing a fine job. She turned to her left to see her bother pulling off the yellow bikini bottoms to reveal Rebecca's hairy pussy, and noticed the translucent sheen of his saliva dribbling down her little pink lips. Her pussy gaped open, pleading to be filled, as Mike stood back up to allow Rebecca to pull down his trunks. Seeing his sister he half turned to let each girl to assist. His cock sprang out of his trunks, wobbling in the fresh air, only to be grabbed by Rebecca and pulled downwards. As Mike disappeared out of view, she sensed Stefan move down her body slowly, kissing delicately every few inches as he mapped out the hidden jewel and hot cave between her legs. An invisible tongue started licking her feet, sucking her toes as hands explored her legs, pushing her knees apart to allow the tongue to make it's way into view, onwards to it's goal. The tongue probed around her bikini bottom, exploring the gusset that covered her treasure, and onwards to her breasts. The tongue teased her taught nipples. As it flicked gently, her nipples communicated with the orgasm brewing within. Lauren could hear Rebecca on her right gasping in time with the squeaking of her chair. Her own body was receiving similar attention, as the tongue descended slowly down over her stomach and fingers pushed into the sides of her bikini, pulling it down from her waist. Lauren obliged by raising her bottom off the table to speed it's progress. Her clothes discarded, Stefan pulled her towards him so that her bottom was on the edge of the table. He held her legs together with one hand at her ankles, pulling down his trunks with the other. His cock probed her vagina, teasing her as she reached back to grab the side of the table behind her head, her breasts flat against her chest, rising and falling with her breathing. Her eyes were shut tight, due both to the brilliant sun and the sensation of abandonment on the table. Suddenly, she knew she had to share the moment. "Mike, hold me" she pleaded, faintly aware of her voice. She opened her eyes slightly to see her brother above her, leaning down to kiss her. Closing her eyes, she felt another skin behind her, and reached up to confirm that Rebecca had taken his place at her head to see Stefan enter her. Lauren raised her hands and touched her breasts as Stefan placed her legs on his shoulders, allowing him a clear path into her. She felt his cock touch her pussy as lips kissed her breasts, moving up to her neck and over her ears. As she arched her back to encourage the kisses, she smelt the now familiar scent of a woman in her nostrils and breathed in deeply. Stefan entered her. He withdrew almost all the way and ran his finger over her pussy lips, transferring the slipperiness to her anus, underneath his cock. She felt his finger probing into her anus, deeper and deeper as his cock plunged back in. Although she had no way of really telling, she thought that his finger was in several inches, exploring her most private of entrances in front of two other people. She felt Rebecca lean over as her big breasts brushed her face, one nipple pausing against her lips. It continued down as now two pairs of lips sampled her nipples, tongues flicking occasionally to keep her nipples taughtly erect to the point of almost being painful. The finger in her anus pumped in unison with Stefan's thick cock giving her several minor tremors, precursors of the big one. And then she knew that there was no return. Her muscles responded, trembling, contorting around the finger and cock as they demanded every ounce of energy to satisfy her lust. Her hips left the table with the inward stroke, matching thrust for thrust as her feet hooked firmly behind his neck and the tongues moved from her breasts to her neck, then round to her ears. Firmer and firmer now, the strokes were solid and forceful as their pubic hair mashed together. She could feel his strong cock pounding into her relentlessly, their bodies slipping together on the table easily as her pussy provided it's exotic oils. The finger left her anus as an arm wrapped around her legs, causing the cock to be squeezed tightly inside her pussy. The tongues probed inside her ears as a scream left her lips, a second scream blocked by material thrust into her mouth. The pounding into her vagina continued as a warm sensation filled her inside and the cock expanded against the walls of her pussy. She felt multiple waves shoot over her consciousness, dragging her without mercy to that distant place where sound and vision stop, and all that it left is pleasure. The material in her mouth smelled of woman, and guessing that it belonged to Rebecca, she bucked again as another streak of pleasure shot down between her legs. She felt the cock withdraw and faces, tongues, move down her body towards her drenched pussy. And then someone was there, between her legs, lapping at her entrance, causing little ripples of pleasure to bubble up through to the surface as her legs shook and her stomach muscles relaxed slowly. She was vaguely aware of the slick river of cum flowing down between the cheeks of her bottom and onto the table as she brought her hands over her head towards the tongue, and felt the long hair of Rebecca. The tongue moved up to the sparse pubic hair above her clitoris, and Lauren pushed her finger into Rebecca's mouth, delighted as she felt it being delicately sucked by the naked girl. "Come with me" whispered Rebecca. Lauren felt a hand pulling her upright and as she opened her eyes, she saw Rebecca's large breasts, the freckles on her stomach and the red pubic hair that covered her pussy. She slid off the table, took her bikini from Rebecca with a little smile and followed her unsteadily through the door into the conservatory. Rebecca held out her hand to Lauren and led her up the stairs, giving Lauren a close-up view of her rounded bottom and her hairy pussy between her legs, a view that Rebecca was well aware of as she swung her hips and accentuated her steps with a laugh. They entered the bathroom, and Rebecca offered her a wet flannel to wash herself with. "Sit on the toilet seat, and I'll clean you up" said Rebecca, pulling Lauren's right leg up onto the bath. Rebecca knelt down and wiped away the trail of cum and saliva, rinsing the flannel and then cleaning her breasts. She rinsed it again and handed it to Lauren. She did the same for Rebecca, rinsing off the traces of their previous pleasure. Lauren marveled at the firm roundness of Rebecca's breasts, and smiled as she dabbed the warm flannel over the lips of her labia. They left, Lauren following again behind. Rebecca pushed open her bedroom door and flopped down on her bed, leaving enough room for Lauren to sit carefully on the side. "Wow, look at all this equipment. No wonder my brother was interested!" exclaimed Lauren. She looked around the room noting the books on her shelves and the mass of equipment that lay on the table and on top of anything that would support it. Her gaze halted on a simple white table that was set against the wall. "What's all this?" she asked, indicating the small shrine. "I was telling Mike about that, it's my religion. I'm a member of a local church called the Residualists. It's a bit of Buddhism, but mainly it's Bible studies." said Rebecca, looking at Lauren. "I've never heard of them. Do you enjoy going?" asked Lauren, threading her way over to the flowers and pamphlets. She started to read the first one, noting that there was a belief in righteousness and pleasure. She was very pleased to see a mention on fate and pre- ordained events and found herself understanding the basic foundations of the movement. "I love it. They are all so kind and well-meaning." said Rebecca, placing her hand on Lauren's knee. "In fact, I'm being accepted into the upper church in a couple of weeks now I've finished my studies. You can come to the ceremony if you like, see what you think." she suggested, giving her a squeeze. "Oh, I don't know, I'd feel out of place." "Bring you friend, Nikki. You don't have to do anything, but I would really like some help before the ceremony as I get ready. Go on, say yes!" said Rebecca, grinning as she realised that to have the two girls along would be wonderful. "What would I have to do?" "I'm not too sure, I've never been a bridesmaid before at the Church. But friends say that they have to stay with the Bride, help her to get washed, dressed and generally ready. Then we have the ceremony, where you have to help me with the man or boy, then we have photos and then we have the sort of wedding breakfast which is usually just rolls and some wine." "What do I have to do with this boy?" "Nothing, more like you'll be helping me just like bridesmaids at other churches. He should also have one or two people there to help him. Honestly, although I haven't actually done it, I saw a wedding about a year ago and it was a really good ceremony. Nothing weird, just lots of words and love." said Rebecca. Lauren leafed through the book, finding the section about marriage within the church. "I'll think about it. Do you really have sex with him? That's what it says in this book!" "Sure. Well, sort of!" "What, even though you've never seen him before? I could never do that!" said Lauren. "It's symbolic rather than anything else. He'll put it just inside me, that's true, but that's about all. Nobody really sees anything!" answered Rebecca, giving Lauren a reassuring pat on the leg. "I'll see what Nikki thinks. I'm only going to go if she will." said Lauren. "Great, now, guess what we are going to do?" said Rebecca, changing the subject. "Er, play with your computer?" asked Lauren. "Nope. We're going to dress up! Watch this" she giggled, dropping her towel as she made her way to the drawers under the pamphlets and pictures. She pulled on the top two handles, rummaged around and removed several pairs of black lace knickers, bras, stockings and suspenders. "I've got white as well, plus one or two silvery grey pairs. Let's see what looks best. Stand up!" she commanded, holding out the knickers to Lauren. "I think white against my tan. I bet you look great in the black ones!" said Lauren, dropping her towel to the floor. She pulled the white knickers that Rebecca handed her over her legs and up tight around her bottom. They were a bit too big, a fact confirmed by Rebecca as she ran her hand along the top of her legs and down in between her legs. "Yeah. Here, try these" The second white pair of knickers fitted very well, and were beautifully tailored, deeply cut with lace edging revealing just a trace of the wispy pubic hair that had grown since her accident a few weeks before. Lauren then dressed in a suspender belt to match the knickers, and sat on the bed while they both rolled stockings onto her legs. Rebecca helped her fasten them, brushing against her vagina without apology, then pulled her up in front of her while she took a long look. "Shoes! Then you'll look super-sexy" she giggled, bending over to look under her bed, her bottom high in the air, showing her little hole and her wet pussy. Lauren was amazed at just how wet she seemed to be, concluding that some of the dampness must still be the result of her brother's tongue. Lauren slipped on the shoes offered to her and felt powerful with her extra two inches of stature. "Now me" said Rebecca, laying out the black underwear on the bed. She briefly looked out of the window, pleased to report that the boys had their trunks back on and were talking by the side of the pool, dangling their feet in the water. Lauren watched Rebecca fishing for clothes in her bottomless draw, and noticed the sound of a lawn mower close by. She even thought she could smell the newly cut grass as she wandered over to the window and looked down at the pool. She was pleased to see the boys still in conversation. She wondered if they had felt the urge to touch each other's cocks, but supposed that they felt no need to help each other to orgasm since there were two willing girls to do it for them. She turned back to see Rebecca dressed perfectly in her black underwear, the high heels accentuating her legs. Her knickers and breasts were held tightly by the lace material, barely hiding her bush of pubic hair and proud nipples. "Let's go tease!" giggled Rebecca, climbing onto the bed to get around Lauren and racing downstairs nosily. End of Chapter 20b -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /