Message-ID: <3937eli$9709091032@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 2 Chapter 58-59 of 59 (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: <199709090228.UAA16706@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal Volume Two The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive to some people. 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, or if you are considered a minor in your country, then delete this file. 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. Please do not request reposts of this material. Constructive criticism is welcomed. Chapter 58 "She's beautiful. They both are" said Peter. Lauren kissed his chest, signaling the end of their voyeuristic interlude. They entered her room noisily, the door swinging back against the wall. The wine made it to her bedside table, just as they both fell onto the silk bedspread. She tugged her bikini top off and flipped it dramatically onto the carpet, allowing Peter once again to drink in the pure wonder of her figure. He knelt on the bed, leaning to kiss her, pushing her down against the crisp cotton pillows. His warm mouth found her lips, kissing her generously but dwelling only a little before venturing down to her breasts. Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned, waiting for him to kiss his way to her legs before pulling his trunks, and the object of her desire, close to her mouth. Resting her head on the bed, she nuzzled between his legs, kissing his thighs as his legs parted. She gripped his cock through his trunks and confirmed it was an enormous iron rod, the veins obvious to her touch even through his trunks. She stifled a laugh as she realised just how big he was. Her fingers caught the waistline of his trunks and pulled, allowing the thick, throbbing head of his cock to burst through. It shone, the skin peeled back, gathered below the deep red bulb. Instinctively, as though wishing to make friends with it immediately, she flicked the top with her tongue, delighted as it sprang away, bobbing back slowly as it settled for more attention. He became more courageous, kissing around her navel quickly before concentrating on the tanned silkiness of her young thighs. Without any hurry, he kissed, licked and blew warm air over her, stirring inside the demand that had been growing since she had woken up that morning. His face was smooth, his tongue pure luxury as it probed closer to her wetness. She shifted, only half concentrating on his cock as she flicked it with her tongue. He was closing in, holding his breath before delving under the tight bikini in search of her treasure. His hand went under her bottom, lifting her closer to his mouth, giving him room to pull down her bikini slightly and tease the length of her labia. "Oh yes, that's it. That's lovely." His free hand found her breasts, teasing her nipples in time with his tongue. "Oh, do it!" The wonderful contrast of the heat inside her, the warmth of his tongue and the cool touch of his skin alarmed her, the desire to have him inside strengthening with every tiny touch of his tongue. "What, anything?" he asked after kissing her pussy and pulling her bikini another inch lower. The beginning of her thin pubic hair poked out over the top. "No." She slid him into her mouth, measuring him, realising that she could only accommodate half of him comfortably. Clean, tasteless but so very strong. She shook her head. "No, everything and anything. Make me unconscious!" "What about the children?" "Later!" Lauren laughed, hoping that he had indeed set her up for the joke. With renewed passion, he kissed her pussy, probing her vagina, teasing firmly between her inner lips as she blossomed, her labia parting to allow him access to the slick wetness of her desire. His tongue went lower, coursing round the lower folds of her slick vagina, towards her anus as he pulled the material apart roughly. She bucked up off the bed as he touched her anus, flicking at the tight hole while she grabbed his cock for support. "Oh yes, that's great!" she said. "Wow, you love that, yeah?" he muttered between her cheeks. "Really nice, right?" "Mmm!" She shook, her thighs wobbling from the lust, wine and pangs of hunger that conflicted within. He grabbed the back of her bikini and tugged, bringing it down to her knees. Pushing her back onto the bed, he curled her into a ball on her side, kissed her thigh then disappeared down to her pussy, tight between her legs. The feeling of nakedness, the damp from her clothing and the afternoon encounter contributed to her feeling of euphoria and the kindling of lust deep inside. Licking and teasing, he found her vagina, pushing deep inside with a tongue that seemed to be endless, snaking around, searching out every private, intimate detail of her sex. She shook continually now, the excitement of their lovemaking keeping her bubbling with delight. He kissed her pussy openmouthed before twirling her round like a toy and diving once again between her legs. She tugged his wet trunks, pulling them straight off and tossing them to the floor. His cock stood way over her head, towering towards the ceiling. Deciding she was wetter than ever before, she sat up and straddled him, pushing him down on the bed, giggling at the look of surprise on his face as she shuffled the bikini off her feet. Sneaking lower down his body, she gripped his cock, guiding it towards her soaked pussy. The cool tip sent shocks through her as it touched the delightful warmth of her vagina. Another hand held it. She turned. "Emma! What the fuck...!" "I was watching, that's all. I just want to stay" "That's OK!" said Peter, quickly, caressing the side of Lauren's flushed face. "Please? I'll just sit on the bed." "How long have you been there?" "Not long! Please?" Lauren felt Peter pulling her towards him, the cock in Emma's hand now parting the slick lips of her pussy. She estimated his width, judging that it was going to hurt, although the wine would help. She breathed deeply, testing herself as she lowered her pussy onto him. "Oh yes, yes! So big!" Emma slipped onto the bed, taking her place by Peter's head so she too could watch the huge cock disappearing into her naked au pair. "Lauren, it looks huge!" She nodded, looking between her legs as she covered another inch. Emma laid down along the bed, her baby fingers plucking up the courage to find her own pussy, rearranging the material before tweaking her little nipples. "Take your bikini off" whispered Lauren. "Sure?" "Mmm, go on. Then pour some more wine" She did as she was told, stripping on the bed before sliding off. Standing beside them, she poured, producing a half empty glass of white wine for herself. Lauren moaned at her, indicating she wanted a drink. Emma obliged, standing inches from Peter's face as she tipped the warm liquid down her throat. It spilled as Lauren jogged up and down, trailing over her breasts before falling to Peter's chest. "Oh yes, it's all in. Oh God, it's so good, so huge!" His hips started their gentle rocking motion, in time with her own riding. The great pole slid in and out, plenty of reason for Emma to rejoin them on the bed, glass in hand, and sit cross legged at their side. Silently, her little fingers found her pussy, rubbing gently in time with Lauren. "Lori, it looks so wonderful." Lauren nodded, smiling as she quickened the pace. She looked down between her legs, stunned at the sight of her labia, bulging with every downstroke, distended like she had never seen before, pushed aside as his thick shining cock ploughed into her. Peter grabbed her breast roughly, his other hand on her hip, setting their speed. His face changed from pleasure to surprise, just as Emma sat up on her heels, giving them a perfect view of her young sex. Peter's hand gripped Emma's leg as he pumped harder, groans indicating his approaching orgasm. But Lauren was determined that she was going to come while split on his enormous cock, and stopped her pumping abruptly, leaning down to kiss his lips as she took all of him inside her. She leaned back, pulling Emma towards her, and kissed her full on the mouth. Emma squealed with surprise, not from distaste but because Peter was party to it. He pushed deep into Lauren, demanding that she resume her attention. Half complying, she toyed with Emma's breasts, and when Emma herself returned the compliment, feeling her tight nipples, she pumped again. Peter took hold of the other breast, caressing her, gripping her tight as the throes of orgasm approached. Lauren sensed it too now, the dam fracturing as her lust squeezed out of it's confinement, coursing through her body. She rode him faster, up and down while they held her tight, Peter returning her movements with his own forceful thrusts. Her pussy gripped him hard, rippling in absolute pleasure as she rode the wave of illicit sex, lust bursting through her senses. Black stars of delight burst behind her eyes as she shook with every single wave that knocked her over, such strength and lack of control making her scream with pleasure as at last the days of pent up lust and demand were satisfied. His shouts increased as he bulged inside her, shuddering uncontrollably as he pulsed hard, expanding painfully inside as he came with a groan that shook the room. Emma watched open- mouthed as he rammed Lauren without care, causing her to scream from the pain as he drove deeper and deeper into her womb. Cum spilled from their union, matting his hair and dripping down his thighs. And while Lauren relaxed slowly, her head dropping onto his chest, he continued to thrust into her, banging rhythmically as he continued to fill her. His thrusts slowed to the point of being shallow, calming and gave Lauren a chance to roll off him and onto her side. The girls stared at his cock, now lying slumped across his thigh, still thick and dangerous, but glistening with his cum. Emma smiled as she moved towards him, her eyes asking the question and his grin giving assent. She gripped him in her tiny hand, gasping when her fingers had no chance of making it all the way round. She pushed it against his thigh, grinning as it rolled sexily in her hand. Lauren flopped back on the sheets, exploring her soaking pussy. She scooped the thick liquid with a finger and brought it to her lips, tasting the glue-like consistency of his seed. "Here!" she whispered to Emma, offering her fingers. Emma closed her eyes as she leaned forward. Lauren smeared her finger along the little girl's top lip before pushing it into her hot mouth. Her pussy stirred yet again as she felt the teenage tongue wrap around her finger, cleaning it completely of the last trace of nectar. His cock bobbed again, becoming erect quickly as he watched their act. Lauren stirred slowly from the depths of her orgasm, curling up on the bed for several minutes, touching arms and legs, kissing them both as she mellowed gloriously. Conscious that Emma had joined in and no doubt expected to be entertained, she slipped off the bed and made her way to the bathroom. Deciding not to bother cleaning herself, she opened the medicine cabinet and retrieved the surgical gloves. With the Baby Oil in her other hand, she skipped back into the bedroom. Emma was stroking Peter's cock very slowly, while his grin and open mouth confirmed that this afternoon seemed to be a dream come true. She chuckled, pleased that she had found a way to thank him. She was a little unsure whether Emma should really be part of the entertainment, but the wine and the sight of his enormous cock won the day. She reached up into her cupboard and found the vibrator, left there since Mr. 'shit-face' had wandered out of her room on one of his flimsy excuses. Peter and Emma were now wrapped together, naked, embracing deeply. She could see that they were both delighted, passionate for their own reasons. She slipped between their legs, kissing Emma's thighs, arousing and awakening her to the attention she was about to enjoy. "Hey, look what I've got for you" she said, holding up the vibrator like a trophy. Peter shot her a glance of pure lust before turning back to Emma to smooth his hand over her breasts. Lauren ran her tongue over it, laughing as she realised she looked like a sex film actress. "Hey!" she said to Peter, "time to be nice to her. Down here!" He kissed Emma one last time before sliding down to join Lauren. They parted her legs as she fell back against the sheets, bringing her feet together to expose her sex. Together they kissed her thighs, moving slowly up to concentrate their efforts on the little girl folds of skin that formed her wet inner lips. Lauren watched, fascinated, as Peter probed with his tongue. Emma's labia reacted, twitching to his touch, her anus pouting gloriously as he took his time, kissing, sucking, flicking at her. His stiff cock pointed straight up against his body yet again, the huge veins deep, dark and threatening to explode. She brought the vibrator up to Emma's pussy, resting it at the entrance, judging that it was going to be absolutely the right size for her. "Here! I'm going up top!" she whispered. Peter took the fake cock, turning it slightly as he brushed it against her pussy. Lauren kissed her way up, over Emma's breasts and sought her lips, pushing her tongue deep into her mouth. Emma was breathing heavily, her hands quickly finding their way between Lauren's legs, smearing the cum that still dripped from her pussy. Lauren waited several minutes, listening to the girl breathing, her sighs regular, her muscular spasms increasing as Peter slowly pushed the tool into her. She watched as the first two or three inches disappeared, again noting the way Emma's labia was pushed aside, her clitoris on full view. The perfect purity of her near-hairless pussy was wonderful, erotic enough to convince Lauren to shift her legs, straddling the little girl while still facing her pussy. She sank slowly, allowing Emma to slip her arms up and grip her buttocks, controlling Lauren's descent. Leaning forward, Lauren gripped the back of her legs, pulling her closer as she placed her hands either side of Emma's hips. Peter adjusted the angle, pushing in slowly, pulling out silently as he introduced more and more of the vibrator. Lauren sank a little more, hands gripping her buttocks as Emma could at last reach her pussy with her tongue. Lauren knew that her face would be covered with Peter's cum in next to no time, and from the feelings that shot through her pussy, realised that it was exactly what Emma wanted. "Oh Emma, that's it. Lick me, you love!" "Oh Lauren, it all feels so good." she sighed. Her nose was now pressed hard against Lauren's tight brown hole, while her tongue strained to venture as deeply as possible inside her pussy. Lauren sank lower, her lips kissing down along the little girl's thighs towards her pussy. Contorting, she flicked at her clitoris briefly. Sensing her orgasm, she leaned up and pulled Emma's legs together, tightening the entrance for Peter. He knelt in front of the girls, his cock arrogant, dominating. One hand held the vibrator while his other, slick with Emma's own sexual oil, massaged her anus. But his rhythm never faltered. Lauren pushed Emma's knees down against her chest, still leaving her pussy tight, stuffed with the vibrator, but bringing her anus into reach. She nodded at Peter, signaling it was time to put her out of her misery. He increased his pumping, instantly producing a groaning from Emma that contained a high-pitched squeal with every breath she took. Holding Emma's ankles in her left hand, Lauren reached down and teased her anus, pushing hard against the entrance. Emma bucked, her body wracked with spasms that needed both of them to control. She cried, sobbing with pleasure as her muscles went into overdrive, her legs thrashing against Lauren's strong grip. Lauren thrust her finger hard into Emma's anus and pushed her way over the edge. Peter pounded into her, matching Lauren's efforts and gripping Emma hard so that the vibrator continued it's clean thrusting into the teenager's sex. Real tears flowed from Emma's eyes, mixing with the streaks of cum that had oozed from Lauren's pussy. Lauren moved her finger as she felt the contractions subside, producing yet another wave of pure pleasure for the girl. Peter had stopped, allowing the focus to be on her bottom for a short time, but as Lauren slowed, he started again, carefully, gently, pulling the tool almost all the way out before gently pushing back in, not the whole length but only a couple of inches. They could hear Emma sobbing gently beneath Lauren, her fingers gripping her waist, nails pressed deep into her skin. He pulled out slowly, her whole pussy red, soaked, so open that they could see pure darkness inside. Lauren pushed hard into her anus, her whole middle finger disappearing. Emma grabbed her bottom, pulling her closer so that she could once again lick her pussy. Kisses showered her clitoris, her anus and the slick skin of her thighs. Lauren whispered to Peter. Picking up the vibrator once again, he turned the black knob at the bottom, smiling as it burst into life and produced a soothing hum. He dabbed Emma's thighs with it, introducing her to the idea slowly. But she was more than ready, bucking to his touch, shifting to try and align her pussy with the source of the throbbing. He ran it lightly along her labia, causing Emma to gasp. She pushed her hips up but Lauren held her down with the finger deep in her anus. Peter focused the buzzing cock on her inner lips, flicking them with the faintest of touches, leaving her imagination to run riot. Emma's tongue found Lauren's vagina, pushing hard inside, a feeling that Lauren realised she had missed since their wicked weekend away with her father. Emma shuddered, gripping Lauren's finger with the depths of her anus, squeezing as another sweet wave of pure pleasure consumed her body, carrying Lauren with her, a surge rather than a jolt that her pussy celebrated by pumping another ripple of cum over Emma's sweet face. The two girls moaned in unison, gripping each other tightly in their joy and intimacy. Still squatting over Emma, Lauren lifted her head, pulling her sticky finger from the girl's bottom as Peter switched off the buzzing cock. Lauren stretched and ran her fingers through her hair, moaning as she exercised her tight muscles, massaging her breasts with her hands as sleep threatened to invade their afternoon. She slumped onto the bed, reached over to her night table and grabbed her wine, balancing precariously as the others moved on the bed. She slurped noisily, laughing with Peter as they all drank and looked at the arrangement of limbs on the bed. Peter was still very much erect, his cock throbbing, veins extruded along it's length. They heard the sound of feet padding along the hallway. Deciding that any attempt to cover herself was pointless, she turned awkwardly to the door. Jamie, closely followed by Julie, appeared, clad in white towels. Chapter 59 "Is everyone allright?" asked Jamie, a look concern moving through surprise into lust. "We heard noises." "It was us. We've been playing games. Talking about the weather." said Lauren. "Oh right. Much easier with your clothes off, eh?" They ventured into the room. "Well, what about you two? Reading a novel?" "Yes!" said Julie, laughing. She too seemed to have had too much wine as well, and mixed with the sun and Jamie's wandering hands, was in a giggly mood. She sat on the side of the bed, taking in the facts that lay before her, the tell-tale smears. She picked up the vibrator, squealing when it started to buzz. "Hmm, I'd rather have you!" she smirked, staring at the bulge underneath Jamie's towel. Lauren swigged her wine, pouting as she drained the glass. Peter obliged by refilling, carefully positioning himself so that his cock was hardly visible to Jamie and Julie. "Not yet! First we have to give you a medical!" said Lauren, almost shouting. Peter laughed loudly at her crude attempt to introduce a game into the afternoon's entertainment. "Be quiet, or I'll operate on you!" She grabbed Julie and pulled her onto the bed, flattening her as she leaned on her shoulders. Emma caught the mood, moving to Julie's side as Lauren slithered erotically on all fours over the bed to retrieve the latex gloves. "Now, I'm Doctor Lauren, you're my patient. And I'm going to make you feel a lot better!" Lauren lifted her head, arranging the girl's damp black hair neatly underneath her. Her round cheeky face glowed from the sun and wine, her eyes following Lauren as the others gathered beside her. Peter knelt by her hips, his cock, for once, limp against his thigh. He cuddled Emma fondly, exchanging glances with Jamie and Lauren opposite as they settled for the impromptu play. "I'm going to cover your eyes so you can concentrate on the treatment, OK?" asked Lauren as she draped her bikini bottom over Julie's face to a chorus of giggles. "Now, what seems to be the problem?" "Well, doctor, I keep feeling so sexy. All day, every day!" replied Julie without sincerity. "Oh well, I'm going to have to give you a complete examination, little girl. My assistants will also be helping, OK?" Julie nodded, grinning at Lauren's patter. Lauren sat by the girl's head, shamelessly showing her pussy to Peter and Emma opposite. She could feel the cool cum still dribbling, sticking her to the silk bedspread. She vowed to clean it in the morning, along with the sheets which she hoped to ruin with Peter later in the day. She briefly recalled the sight that Juan and Julie had made during the show they had produced for the General. The sight of her generous breasts and the athletic shape of her young body. She knew that Julie needed Jamie inside her, and that probably their cries had interrupted them in their love-making. Reaching over Julie, she grabbed a pair of latex gloves and snapped them on. "OK, now we're ready." She massaged her neck and shoulders. "Any problems here?" Julie shook her head, her breathing shallow. Only Lauren noticed the little kick in Peter's cock as it slid up his thigh. "Jamie, see if there's anything wrong with her ability to kiss, please" He leaned down, moving Lauren's knickers up a little before covering her mouth with his, his cheeks moving as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She groaned slightly, squirming on the bed, her hand locating his legs and pushing between as a reward. "Very good, that seems fine. Now let's have a look a little lower, OK?" suggested Lauren. She tugged at the knot in the towel, then peeled back the layers to expose the top of her breasts just above her nipples. Lauren dripped oil lightly over her chest, massaging with her gloved hands as the skin developed a golden shine. Julie didn't seem to have expected quite such an intensity as the fingers toured, probing lower under the towel until her full breasts came into view. Her young mounds were lightly tanned, just as the rest of her body, less firm than Lauren but nipples that were a clear indication of her need for release. "How does that feel?" asked Lauren, shifting on the bed. Julie simply nodded but Lauren wasn't watching. Oblivious to the company, and caught up in her own performance, her right hand dropped between her legs, toying with her labia, reassuring that her own pussy had not been forgotten. Peter watched intently, his cock jerking again, almost vertical. "Jamie, can you carry on with the massage treatment while I check down below?" The boy grinned, clearly relieved that she was inviting him to take part in the action rather than Peter. Lauren ventured further, unwrapping the girl and eventually parting the final covering that hid her pussy. She remembered the fine covering of hair over her pussy, could almost taste and feel her when she had been forced over her mouth, Juan's cum dribbling over her face. She took the oil again and dripped it down through her pubic hair, seeking out the wonderful cleft between her labia. Even with her legs together, Lauren could see she was aroused, the young pink folds of skin that normally hid her clitoris had pushed out already, emerging between her labia but still concealing her ultimate jewel. "Let's have a look here, shall we?" Lauren ran her middle finger between her legs, using her hand to gently part her thighs. The heat from the girl was astonishing, radiating through the gloves, seemingly transmitted down to her own pussy, energising her lust, bringing it to boiling point. Julie shifted her legs, opening herself to the assembled crowd. Emma watched intently, caressing the girl's stomach, following Lauren's path as her fingers closed in on her sex. Lauren noticed her pussy, naked, so inviting between her legs, still aroused from the loving it had received fifteen minutes before. "Ahh yes, I think I know the problem. You seem to need something hard inside you. Perhaps these fingers will help?" A single, slick finger produced a sigh of relief as Lauren used her other hand to press down on the girl's mound. Emma's hands followed while Jamie continued to kiss her and attend to her breasts. Lauren looked at Peter, his cock now more than ready for action. "Take her feet, please, and push them towards her. Yeah, that's it." Julie's legs were now parted, her pussy fully revealed. Lauren pushed two straight, oily fingers into the girl, feeling her way along the wondrous canal that Jamie would fill in a matter of minutes. She pulled back, watching the lips follow her fingers. With her left hand, she opened her, spreading the covering of her clitoris, exposing her to the full view of everybody. Her right hand felt along the length of her labia, the slick gloves sending tremors through the girl's limbs. Then despite the oil, Lauren descended, licking at her clitoris, following the trail of oil between her labia. Julie's hips trembled involuntarily, and Peter's grip on her feet and his caress of her thighs only served to arouse her further. Lauren knew she would love to have been lying down on the bed in her place, feeling four pairs of hands attending to her, the slick oil accentuating the touch of fingers while the sheer thought of nakedness, exposure, examination would have probably sent her hurtling into oblivion. They caressed her for maybe five minutes, exchanging glances as she became almost hyper-active. "Now I need to check that you are really ready enough." She reached for the vibrator, lewdly running the cock along the length of the girl's vagina, turning it for maximum effect, oiling it for action. "Deep breath while we insert this into your pussy please!" Lauren's speech was slurred, laboured, amusing to all around her. She swayed slightly, her balance poor, as she positioned herself next to Peter. "Nice and wide now, Peter!" He pushed her feet closer to her bottom, spreading her legs further. Lauren twirled the vibrator once more before resting it against the swollen lips of her sex. "God, put it in! Now!" she gasped, writhing on the bed, anxiety etched across her face, fear that Lauren might stop. "Can you feel it?" "Of course, push!" she hissed, her hips rising, demanding. "Now what do you feel?" asked Lauren, glancing at Peter in recognition of their game. "It's going in. It's hard, cool. Oh! Now it's deep in me, yes that's it!" "That's about four inches. Do you want more?" "Yes..for christsakes!" Lauren pushed slowly, turning the tool as it disappeared, now massaging her clitoris but careful not to make her come at that moment. "There, that's it. Six inches I think. Now it's coming out!" Julie gripped Lauren's arm, imploring her to push it back in. The girl's pussy wrapped all the way round the cock, sealing it perfectly. Lauren moved the tool up and down, fascinated by the elasticity of her pussy. Holding it with her left hand, she touched the girl's anus, spreading the oil around, teasing a little inside. She pushed the vibrator back in, setting up a very slow rhythm that would not be enough to make her come. The audience watched in amazement. All, in Lauren's opinion, would love to have been Julie. Even Peter, she thought, might have been tempted to have something in his bottom, although maybe not with Jamie present. Finally, Lauren decided that it was time for the finale. "OK, last check." She rolled Julie onto her stomach, gripped her hips and brought her up onto her knees, keeping the vibrator in place. "I'm going to check your pussy in action, OK?" As the knickers fell from her face, Julie looked around at the 'medical assistants'. She swayed with the wine and power of the moment, taking another swig with Lauren as the bottle neared empty. "Right, now push, push it out of your pussy" said Lauren, twisting the vibrator. Helping slightly, she got it moving as Julie gasped, trying to coordinate her muscles. "Push!" It slowly emerged, much to everyone's fascination, and plopped onto the bed. The boys applauded while Julie turned a deeper shade of red. Lauren moved to her side, noticing the girl's fine figure in detail. The clean, smooth curve of her head dipped graciously down along her neck. The dark hair fell straight down, shining, cut professionally. Her breasts hung well, nipples breaking the smooth curve that led to her hips. Her long, athletic legs showed a gentleness, parting in a most feminine way to reveal her small pussy, fringed with only a tiny covering of short, jet black pubic hair. Her mound was smooth, with no hint of having been shaved. Lauren's stomach churned at the discovery of the wonder of her figure and her hands trembled as she grasped her buttocks. "Part your legs a little more. That's great. Now I'm going under you, stay still!" She slipped underneath, squirming up until her head was between the girl's legs, inches from her pussy, with a clear view of her clitoris. "Emma, help your brother, make sure he's ready, right?" She saw Emma, drunkenly pulling at his towel, shrieking loudly as it feel away to reveal his stiff cock. "Come on, here, I'll help!" she said. Lauren caught the briefest of flashes of her pussy and the tight muscles of her thin legs. For a moment, she debated who she would spend the night with, Peter or Emma. Perhaps both, perhaps all of them. Even the thought of seeing, perhaps feeling, Jamie's cock excited her. She leaned up, neck muscles aching, as she kissed Julie's pussy, licking gently before falling back against the sheets. Then Jamie arrived, his cock steered by Emma's tiny hand. The red helmet glistened as it approached Julie. Lauren reassured her, reaching down to cup her breasts in her tight latex gloves as he pushed slowly against the opening of her vagina. Lust coursed through her body. The boy's balls were loose, swaying beneath him. Her hands moved to the girls hips, steadying her as he pushed again, parting her labia, entering her silently. Her labia curled, bulged, moved out of the way as he slid deeper, distending her vagina, filling her such that she sighed with relief. Julie pushed back, demanding more. Jamie gave it to her, his balls now hard against her pussy. Lauren pulled her lower, kissing her clitoris as gently as possible while Jamie picked up his rhythm. She heard Emma giggle, sighs accompanying movement on the bed. Peter had slipped his arm around her and pulled her onto his lap. Braced against the wall, they leaned on the pillows, watching her brother, kissing occasionally. Lauren strained to hear their conversation, filling in the blanks with a reasonable guess. Emma had straddled Peter, sitting across his legs, facing him. His huge cock was between them, an object of absolute fascination for the little girl. She held it with both hands, guiding the skin up and down as she felt the surges of growth and analysed the quiet moans from the man. His hands found her breasts, tweaking her nipples before she demanded kisses. Taking her face between his hands he kissed her on the lips, their tongues exploring rapidly. Peter took full advantage of the moment, skimming over her back, down to her tight little buttocks. His middle finger pushed between her buttocks, circling as it found her anus. To his obvious surprise, she lifted herself, allowing him greater access. His tongue thrust into her mouth, a reward for the attention from her hands and the access to the tiny, puckered hole. Lauren recognised the moans, the same that had filled the room once before, the night that the thunder of the raging summer storm had mixed with the groans of their animal pleasure. Her tongue flicked at Julie's clitoris as much as the girl's movement would allow, every thrust from Jamie pushing her sex over Lauren's face. His balls rubbed over her forehead, preceded by his slick shaft, ploughing in to her vagina, withdrawing so that the red bulb just reappeared before shooting back inside, delivering yet more pleasure. Lauren felt Julie leaning down to kiss her thighs, long dark hair trailing over her pussy delightfully. She squeezed her breasts hard, twirling the tight nipples between her latex- covered fingers in appreciation of the kiss before slowly parting her legs to allow Julie greater access to her hot pussy. The girl dived immediately, lapping along her luscious labia, tasting the remnants of Peter's loving. Their tongues complimented and copied each other, deep inside, any variation in speed dictated by Jamie's pounding from behind. Lauren knew that she was unlikely to come, but that was unimportant compared to Julie and Jamie. She watched as the boy shuddered, his rhythm faltering as he realised that orgasm approached. His groans increased with his grip on her, digging his nails into her hips as he pulled her viciously back against his stiff rod. Lauren wrapped her legs around Julie's head, trapping her head hard against her pussy. She made no effort to pull back and simply shook, gurgling strangely, her head resting on the bedspread, as her own orgasm took hold. Without warning, Jamie shrieked in pleasure, pumping into the girl was renewed pace, cum spurting wildly out with every plunge he took. Out of control, he thrust into her repeatedly, filling her pussy with days and days of unsatisfied needs. Julie buried herself hard against Lauren's pussy, lying there, savoring the sweetness of their joint orgasm, digging her nails into Lauren's legs as she held on for dear life. She shuddered for several minutes, Jamie slowing his pumping as her orgasm crested and drifted into the distance. Her tongue flicked lightly while her face savoured the softness of Lauren's thighs and the intimacy of their lovemaking. Even Peter groaned as they came, his view of Julie's face blocked by her hair, but the girl's tongue and it's exploration of Lauren's pussy quite visible from where he lay. Julie collapsed, her wobbly legs unable to hold Jamie any longer. He slipped out of her, a pool of cum quickly forming at the entrance to her vagina, gathering before flowing down towards her clitoris, dripping from her slick folds onto Lauren's face and hair. Within minutes, Lauren had teased much of it from her pussy, her face covered, to her delight, with the familiar feel of a man's cum. Emma turned Peter's head round, bringing his attention back to their loving. Her thin legs and little buttocks were still positioned between his own, her pussy aroused, nipples firm as she continued to stroke his cock with both hands. His finger found her bottom, pushing slowly inside her, finding no resistance. Kissing him hard, she pumped her hands as fast as she knew as groans increased and he shuddered, preparing himself for the imminent orgasm. Breaking their kiss, she bent down, pressing the top of his cock against her lips. Peter squealed as he watched her part her lips and take the first two inches inside her mouth. After that, there was no way he could hold back. Raising his buttocks slightly, he gripped her head tight and then exploded, pumping huge jets of cum into the girl's mouth. He wrenched her lips from his huge shaft, giving them both a view of the streaks of cum that shot from the bulging slit in his cock, through the air, into her hair and over her face. Lauren and Jamie watched the display, mesmerised by the look of glee on Emma's face, astonished as she bathed her hands in the cum that dripped down his cock and then spread over her young breasts. All except Jamie seemed covered in cum, Lauren especially with a copious covering over her pussy and rivulets down her cheeks. They lay there, exhausted, limbs scattered, intertwined, touching in the aftermath of their loving. Julie nuzzled into Lauren, smiling at her in thanks. They shifted around, kissed and held each other close, their lips pecking occasionally. Julie caressed the side of Lauren's face. "I've never, ever come like that. Never!" Lauren grinned, looking down at her breasts. The mounds were generous, a young, full shape with nipples that were enticing. She gathered them in one hand as she returned the kiss. "You're welcome!" "Lori, I'm sorry if we teased you that afternoon. You know, with the General and ..." "Shh, it's OK. I enjoyed some of it. I enjoyed you!" Lauren reached down between their bodies, the palm of her hand gently resting over her pussy. Julie murmured her appreciation. She scooped up the stickiness and caressed her breast, spreading some over her own stiff nipples. She felt Peter's eyes on her, knew she was entertaining him way beyond anything he could possibly have imagined, even though he knew her sexual persuasion, (more or less) from conversations on the plane and their escape from Maria. "You are so pretty, you know?" Julie reached under the pillow, retrieving the vibrator and brought it up to her lips. Smiling at her own actions, she licked it erotically before trailing the knob down between Lauren's breasts, over her stomach and between her thick, wet labia. Lauren raised her left leg, opening herself. Julie found her vagina easily, angled the tool and pushed it, filling her in a single, slow, smooth motion. Lauren grabbed her arms, shocked at the sudden feeling, the depth, the thought of having an audience yet again as a girl made love to her. "Wine. I need more!" said Lauren, rolling onto her back. The cock poked out less than an inch. She swigged from the bottle, the force of the wine catching her by surprise, spilling between her lips over her chest and the bed. The effect was immediate, her head swimming as the bed seemed to turn very slowly. Hunger pangs reminded her that she hadn't eaten since their lunch in the square. "Lori, isn't it my turn with that?" asked Emma, rolling over, nestling in behind Julie. Her face and hair bore the evidence of Peter's orgasm, strings of cum caught in her blonde curls. The boys cocks were stiff, bobbing expectantly once again. "Maybe later" answered Lauren, flat on her back. The ceiling moved without her permission. Julie giggled and leaned across and flicked the switch. The deep feeling woke her, enlivened her, but somehow didn't feel quite as erotic as she would have expected. She laughed, the wine rising in her throat, signaling that enough was enough. "First you'll have to catch me!" She decided to make for the kitchen. They could cook, eat, then sober up enough to party well into the night. Naked or not, it really didn't matter anymore. Everyone had seen everything. There were no secrets anymore about their bodies, their sexual proclivities. She swung off the bed laughing, the vibrator firmly wedged inside her pussy. With her left hand holding her pussy just in case, she teased Emma, standing by the bed, beckoning her. Emma rose to the bait, slithering across Peter, her bother and Julie, presenting her sweet pussy to them all as she made a grab for Lauren's waist. Lauren lurched back, laughing drunkenly again, grabbing the empty wine bottle from the bedside table with her latex-gloved hand. "What was that?" asked Jamie, looking round the room. "Fuck knows!" squealed Lauren, watching Emma intently. She turned for the door, making sure that Emma had at least a slim chance of catching her. Her oily fingers slipped on the door knob, and as she swung round, a dribble of cum spun from her hair, hitting the woodwork. Jamie and Julie leaned up on the bed, watching the chase, they too laughing and cheering as Lauren slid onto the marble floor, the wine bottle thumping against the wall. Her tanned body radiated health, her firm buttocks and breasts, her full figure in complete contrast to the young, schoolgirl figure of Emma, in the very beginnings of her sexual development. Emma was possibly three paces behind, reaching forward as she ran to try and grab the vibrator between Lauren's legs. "Give me the cock, you! You've had it long enough!" shouted Emma in mock anger. "Come and get it. Then I can ram it into you!" They giggled loudly, Lauren slowing slightly as she lurched down the hall. Her feet were unsure, the walls of the hallway seemed uninviting, carelessly moving as they tried to thrown her off balance. The lounge beckoned, fifteen feet away. She turned again, blood pounding in her head, the hall spinning. Her stomach churned with the all too familiar feeling of excessive wine. Thoughts of the night with the soldiers, her dancing, the rape, the bomb, all came back. The bomb. The feeling of pain, the taste in her mouth. All seemed so real. She felt the little girl's hand on her buttocks. "Got you. Got your pussy!" laughed Emma, fit to burst. Lauren noticed behind her that Jamie and Julie had emerged from her bedroom, following in their wake. She felt her hands between her legs and slowed slightly so that Emma could grab hold of the switch on the vibrator. The buzz echoed down the long, marble hallway, sounding like a particularly obnoxious fly. "Oh, you gorgeous girl. That's it!" sighed Lauren as Emma held her leg and pulled it slowly out. Lauren dragged her onto the carpet of the lounge, turning quickly so that Emma lost her grip. They both laughed loudly as Lauren backed into the lounge, Emma at her knees with her hand gripping the vibrator as though it might disappear back into her cum-soaked pussy. Lauren caressed her face lovingly, leaning down as though to pull her up to kiss her. She stared into her eyes, noting that where total rapture had been, danger and disaster lurked. "What?" slurred Lauren. Emma nodded into the distance behind. Lauren turned. She knew full well even when she saw the feet. Her heart lurched, the first beat sending a shock wave of blood through her body. The ceiling moved, as though the film had been spliced badly, a section lost forever. The second beat affected her knees, weakening her. Voices from the hallway, laughter, naked feet echoed in her mind, adding to the foreboding. The legs in front of her confirmed it. She didn't have a chance to check out the face. Before the third beat, her brain called it quits. She slumped to her knees, a reflex action extending her arm towards the carpet. The wine bottle fell. Her head drifted into the carpet and blackness. Red wine gurgled from the bottle, puddling, ruining the carpet by the entrance to the lounge. Emma gasped and dropped to the floor next to Lauren. Looking up, she studied the woman. Emma nodded, not out of any sense of welcome, but merely confirming her thought that this was going to take some explaining. She reached down, as discretely as possible, and pushed her left hand between Lauren's legs. The woman looked at her in disgust, anger. A man was seated on the sofa. She thought he was slightly to the left of where she had made love to Jamie. His head was in his hands as he groaned. Emma flicked the switch on the vibrator, pleased with the ensuing silence. "Wassup?" shouted Julie as she rounded the corner. She stared at Emma and Lauren, oblivious to the visitors. Emma turned with the sternest look she could muster, but too late to prevent Julie almost falling over Lauren's feet and ending up astride her. She lurched, laughing, her breasts swaying, her wonderful, proud pussy covered in cum. "I know, too much wine or fucking" offered Julie, her face and voice dropping as she noticed they had company. Jamie joined her, his cock still pointing almost vertically, the foreskin peeled way back. The woman moved towards Lauren and Emma. "I assume, young lady, you're Emma?" She nodded glumly. "You can call me Mrs. Gisal." she said, pursing her lips. She turned to the sofa. "And this is my husband." She breathed very deeply, looking for fresh air. "We've come to... " She breathed in once again, stifling the pressure to cry. "We've come to make sure that Lauren is all...." Her composure broke and she fled to the sofa, muffled wails filling the room. 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