Gangbang team (part 4-8)

Susan finally got tired of the writhing, moaning,
sweating girl and took off the dildo. She put on a robe
and left Lannie to play with the toy herself.

Lannie stayed in bed, legs spread, pumping the dildo
down into her pussy as she came again and again. Faint
cries of pleasure drifted out into the living room,
distracting Susan as she tried to do a little work she’d
taken home from the office.

Some time later Lannie straggled out into the living
room. She was naked, her face flushed and tired, her
hair a bedraggled mess. She fell back onto the sofa with
a groan of exhaustion.

“Finally done?” Susan asked.

“Ooohhhhhh,” Lannie groaned.

“You know,” Susan felt obligated to say. “If you were
with a man he’d be finished after the first cum, or
maybe the second. They can’t stay hard for hours like
that rubber cock.”

“Maybe I’ll do gang-bangs, like you did,” Lannie said,
smiling dreamily.

Susan frowned in annoyance, then looked back down at her
work.

“Why don’t you come back to bed?” Lannie sighed.

“I have work to do, honey. I can’t fuck all evening.
Anyway, I left you rubber man.”

“It’s not as much fun when I have to pump it myself,”
Lannie complained.

“It never is, dear,” Susan said, not looking up from her
work.

Lannie slid off the couch, cat-like, and crawled across
to the coffee table. She eased underneath, sliding on
her belly out the other side. She gripped Susan’s ankle
and nipped at it lightly with her teeth.

“Lannie! I told you, I have work to do.”

“C’mon,” Lannie whined.

She slid upwards, pulling herself out from under the
table and crawling up between her mother’s legs. She
slid her tongue up and down Susan’s thighs as she pulled
her robe apart.

“Lannie!” Susan snapped.

Lannie slid her face up higher, her hands pulling the
robe wide, exposing her mother’s groin. She pushed her
face into it as Susan tried with less and less certainty
to push her away.

She tongued her mother’s slit, sucking wetly as she
gripped her legs to hold herself in place. Susan pushed
back, but feebly. Then she sighed and sat back. She
pulled her feet up onto the coffee table, slouching down
a little to expose more of her pussy.

Lannie pulled her robe wide open and slid her hands up
her mother’s body to her breasts. She kneaded them hotly
as her tongue slurped away at her mother’s cunt slit.
She tongued her clitty and then kissed and sucked on it
as Susan stroked her hair and sighed in pleasure.

“Oohhhhh baaabyyyy,” she groaned, letting her head fall
back on the couch.

Lannie eagerly shoved her tongue up her mother’s pussy
hole, pumping it in and out as she rubbed her nose from
side to side across the exposed clitty. She ran her
tongue up and down the wet pink flesh as she thrust two
fingers up her mother’s hole.

“Suck meee,” Susan moaned. “Dirtyyyy giiiirrllll!”

She slumped down more and drew her knees up and back,
spreading them apart as her cunt ignited and flared with
a massive sexual excitement. Her body began to jerk and
tremble and soon she was coming, coming on her
daughter’s tongue, gripping Lannie’s hair and jerking
her face into her snatch as she moaned and grunted in
pleasure.

After that Lannie stood up and pulled her mother to her
feet. Then the two wandered back into the bedroom and
went to bed.

They did not, however, go to sleep for some time.

Later on, as they lay together in the warm afterglow,
side by side, Susan caressed her daughter’s hair as
Lannie suckled gently on her nipple. She wondered if
she’d made a big mistake trying to expose her daughter
to the pleasures of the body.

Maybe it was better if she hadn’t known. Susan didn’t
particularly approve of this new nymphet daughter. All
Lannie seemed to think or care about now was sex. Was
that healthy? Was it good for a teenage girl to have a
dozen orgasms a day?

Well, she was happy, that was the most important thing.
Besides, no stupid, clumsy boy would be able to tell her
that it was her fault if she didn’t enjoy sex with him.
She would know damned well it was the guy’s fault. Too
many women never seemed to learn that.

She held her face against her breasts and hummed her to
sleep.

Susan’s worries became more pronounced the next
afternoon when she got home. She’d half expected to find
Lannie waiting naked for her, but that wasn’t the case.
Instead, when she called out, Lannie gave a yell from
her bedroom, then hurried out completely clothed, but
clutching two dresses.

“Which do you think?” she asked eagerly.

“What?”

“Which should I wear? I have a date with Peter tonight.
I want to look hot.”

One was a skin-tight black sheath dress that Susan had
never approved of because it was too short. The other
was one of her own dresses, a green number that was low
cut, too low cut for Lannie, especially with her bigger
chest.

“I don’t like either,” she said. “One’s too short, and
the other is too low cut. Why don’t you wear that pink
dress I bought you last month?”

“Oh, mother! That makes me look like a child!”

“You look sweet in it.”

“I don’t want to look sweet, I want to look sexy.”

No, Susan didn’t like this at all. She put away her
things and followed Lannie back to her bedroom, watching
from just inside the door as the girl compared herself
in the mirror with one dress in front of her, then the
other.

“Who is this Peter?”

“Mother! You know Peter. He’s the blonde guy with the
great body who was over here last weekend. Remember we
did homework?”

“Oh, him.”

“Well, don’t say it like that. He’s a nice guy.”

“If you say so. Where are you going?”

“To the drive-in.”

Susan’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Lannie, you aren’t
planning on doing anything… I might regret, are you?”

“You mean fuck him? Probably not.”

“Probably?”

“Well, maybe. It depends on how I feel,” she shrugged.

“Just remember what I told you. It’ll probably take
about three minutes, then he’ll brag all over school
tomorrow about what a hot piece of ass you are, and how
you screamed and yelled for more when you came.”

“Mother!” she sighed, pushing past her.

“I know from experience, Lannie.”

“Just because boys treated you like shit doesn’t mean
they’re all bad,” Lannie sighed, getting a couple of
towels from the hall closet and going into the bathroom.
She closed the door and Susan glared at it for a long
moment.

She was not at all happy. The way Lannie was behaving
lately she’d cum as soon as this Peter guy got his hands
between her legs. What was she going to do about this?
What could she do about it. It was her fault. Lannie
hadn’t been so obsessed with sex before she’d started in
on her.

There wasn’t anything she could do, she realized. If
Lannie wanted to fuck the whole football team Susan
would just have to let her.

Well, there wasn’t much she could do.

She could, maybe, take a little of the sexual heat out
of the girl before she found herself alone in a car with
this Peter guy. Maybe if Lannie came a few times before
her date she’d have a little more control of herself.

Susan went to her room and stripped, then started back
for the bathroom. She hesitated, then went back for her
dildo. It wasn’t there. She went into Lannie’s room and
found it under her pillow.

Shaking her head, she went back to the bathroom and
opened the door.

Lannie was in the shower. Susan could see her shadowy
nude outline against the glass doors. She slowly opened
the door and stepped inside.

She was behind the girl. Lannie was under the water, her
face turned upwards, soap washing down off her body.
Susan put the dildo down, then stepped forward and slid
her arms around Lannie.

Lannie gasped in surprise and jerked away, but then
settled back against her mother’s body.

“I thought you might like someone to do your back,”
Susan whispered, nibbling at her ear.

She cupped Lannie’s warm, wet breasts, squeezing and
kneading them s her tongue and lips slid along the nape
of her neck. She pulled her back out of the water, then
reached over and picked up a bar of soap. She slid the
bar over Lannie’s right breast, soaping it up thoroughly
as her other hand continued to knead the other titty.

She transferred the soap then to her other hand, and
soaped up that breast.

“You’re making my breasts so clean,” Lannie teased.
“Peter will love sucking on them.”

Susan glared at the back of her head, then slid the bar
down her belly and in between the teenager’s legs. She
rubbed it back and forth over her pussy, then up and
down her belly.

“I thought you were going to do my back,” Lannie smiled.

“Did you think that?”

She turned her around and handed the soap to Lannie.
Lannie grinned, then began to soap up her mother’s
breasts, then her belly, and finally, slid the soap in
between her legs, soaping that up nicely.

Susan gripped her wrist and took the soap from her, then
turned her around again. She slid her arms around her
and pressed her soapy body against Lannie’s back, then
began to rub herself up and down, working her fat, soapy
breasts against her daughter’s back.

“Oohhhh, niiiiice,” Lannie smiled in pleasure.

Susan mashed her soapy hands down on Lannie’s soapy
breasts, massaging the soft flesh. She slid a hand
downwards, down between her legs, then began to saw her
finger up and down with rapid movements as she sucked
and chewed on her neck.

It took less than a minute for Lannie to begin to grind
her buttocks back into Susan’s groin, and to moan and
sigh in pleasure. A minute later she was jerking and
spasming and whining in orgasmic heat as she humped down
on the hard, stroking fingers.

“You’re such a hot little piece of pussy meat,” Susan
grunted.

She held her daughter against her as her trembling
eased, then half turned and gripped the strap-on dildo.
She raised one foot and stepped into the strap, then
pulled it up. She put her foot down and raised the
other, then stepped away from Lannie long enough to pull
the thing up around her hips.

Lannie turned around and her eyes immediately slid down
onto the hard black prong.

“Ooh, look who’s here,” she said.

Susan pushed forward, pushing Lannie back into the
corner of the squared shower stall. She pressed her
soapy body against Lannie’s until the two were eye to
eye, then she mashed her lips down on her daughter’s
with fierce passion.

Their tongues slid together as Susan forced her right
knee in between Lannie’s legs and jerked Lannie’s own
left leg to one side. She reached down and gripped her
ass tightly, then lifted her leg upwards, shoving it
back against the tiles as Lannie gasped in surprise and
heat.

Susan held the girl’s leg up and back with one hand as
she pressed the dildo against her pussy with the
other.She rubbed it along the soapy slit, then found the
hole and thrust in hard, slapping her belly against
Lannie’s as she buried the whole length inside her.

Lannie jerked back against the tiles, crying out in
surprise and pain. Her mother ground her body forward,
forcing her back hard against the tiles. She held her
left leg up as she began to pump the dildo up into her
body with hard, fast strokes.

Lannie grunted repeatedly, surprised at the suddenness
and force of the penetration, and by the speed and
strength of the hard, thrusting her mother was using.
She pushed against her briefly, but then fell into the
sexual eroticism of the moment and slid her arms around
her instead.

The dildo…hurt, as it pounded into her, but it didn’t
hurt badly, and the fast friction as it sawed roughly
over her clitty was too delicious to want to halt or
slow. She let her mother rut into her, closing her eyes
in acceptance as her mother’s hips slapped hard into her
thighs.

Her ass ground and slapped back against the tiles as her
mother pounded the dildo up into her body with enough
force to raise her on her toes. Her mother’s tongue and
teeth and hands were all over her, squeezing and
kneading and stroking and fondling and sucking and
chewing and licking.

Lannie rode up and down against the wall, grunting and
moaning as her steamy cunt was pumped with furious
speed. She let her head jerk back against the tiles
repeatedly, hardly able to think straight as the level
of sexual heat burned her up inside.

Then Susan jerked back, tearing the big dildo out of her
pussy. Lannie blinked her eyes and moaned unhappily.

Susan spun her around and pressed her face first against
the tiles, flattening her hard, swollen breasts against
the immoveable wall.

“If you’re going to fuck boys, honey, this is something
you should get used to too,” Susan said into her ear.

Lannie heard her, but didn’t understand. Her thoughts
were too confused and flustered by the clamouring sexual
heat inside her.

She felt a pressure, but it was not against her pussy
but against…her asshole. She wondered at that, but was
not concerned by it, not at first. But as she began to
regain some of her awareness she blinked in surprise.

“Wha…what…mother! Unghhhh! What are
you…do…d…dooooinnnnng!?” she groaned, trying
feebly to twist away.

The dildo pierced her round little asshole and slid up
into her with short, jerky movements. It was coated with
a mixture of cunt honey and soap, and very slippery. Her
relaxed state made it easier for the thing to push
forward, as well, so there was not that much pain,
though it sure wasn’t comfortable, and the very idea of
taking something up the ass was shocking.

“Oohh! Doooon’t! Oohh! Noooo!” Lannie gasped. “STOP
MOTHERRRR!”

“Get used to it, baby. Boys love to fuck pretty girls in
the ass,” Susan panted. “What did you think they were
thinking about when they stared at your ass in those
tight pants you wear?”

“Oooohhh! Ungh! Ooooohh! Noooooo!”

The dildo drove higher and higher. Susan kept the girl’s
body pressed against the tiles, not allowing her to
twist away. Lannie squirmed and jerked, trying to reach
behind her, trying to twist away. Susan slid her arms
around her, gripped her thighs in front, jerked them
apart, and then thrust up hard, burying the big dildo in
Lannie’s rectum.

Lannie gave a short cry and a strangled gasp of pain and
surprise, then trembled and halted her efforts to
resist, she lay flat against the tiles, whimpering in
pain as she felt her ass bloated out by the big rubber
cock.

“There you go, honey. There you gooo,” Susan sighed,
cupping Lannie’s breasts again.

“Ohhh Goddd!” Lannie moaned.

“It’s way up your asshole now,” Susan panted. She bit
down on her daughter’s throat as she kneaded her
breasts, then she slid a hand down between her legs and
began to saw her fingers over the little soapy cunt
button as she ground her hips into Lannie’s ass cheeks.

She gave the teenager’s ass a little time to get used to
the invading rubber cock, then began to pump.

Lannie was grunting and moaning and whimpering, but not
making any efforts to pull away now as the dildo began
to pump in her ass. It didn’t hurt as much s it had when
she’d driven it up so hard, but she still felt cramps
deep in her gut as the head of the dildo ground against
something, some…thing, way up at the end of her anal
tube.

As her asshole adjusted to it, the last of the pain
faded and left behind only a kind of bloated, rasping
sensation as her mother fucked the dildo up her asshole.
She began to pay attention to the way her mother was
grinding her little cunt button between her fingers now,
and the combination of sensations was not at all
unpleasant.

She relaxed, still breathing hard from the shock, but
starting to get into this new and kinky thing. She
marvelled at her ability to take that big thick cock up
into her asshole. She would have thought it would split
her apart.

Of course, she’d thought that before her mother had
fucked it up her pussy too.

She took a deep breath and shuddered as a hot wave of
pleasure washed over her body. Her breasts were squashed
against the tiles and rolled from side to side and up
and down as her body was jerked forward and back by her
mother.

She thought that taking a big cock up the asshole was an
awesome thing to do, very kinky and hot. True, it was
only a dildo, but it felt soooo…strange, bizarre.

It was not as nice as taking one up the pussy, though,
but in combination with her mother’s hard, steady
fingering of her clitty and slit, the steady slapping of
her hips against Lannie’s buttocks, and the steady
thrusting of the dildo up inside her belly, Lannie was
starting to build up towards another orgasm.

That wasn’t really what Susan wanted, or it was, but it
wasn’t. She couldn’t’ decide any more. She gripped
Lannie’s long hair and jerked her head back, making her
whimper and groan, then bit down on the front side of
her throat as she ground the girl’s swollen, straining
titties into the wall, and fucked the hard dildo up her
ass.

“Slut,” she panted. “Dirty slut! I’m…ungh…I’m
gonna…Ungh….gonna ream out your asshole!”

“OoohH! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!”

“Dirty girl!”

“Fuck my asshole, mommy! Oh fuck my asshole!”

She spread her arms wide, raising them and slapping them
against the wall as though she could climb upwards.
Susan pumped faster and harder, rubbing at Lannie’s
clitty with her right hand, and squeezing her left
breast with harsh movements of her right.

The dildo pounded up into Lannie’s little round asshole,
driving her upwards against the wall again and again,
jerking her up on her toes each time the hard, knob of
the cockhead spiked up into her guts.

She came then, grunting and gurgling and moaning as she
trembled and shook and bounced against the wall.

Susan thrust in harder still, then came herself, biting
down on Lannie’s shoulder to keep from screaming as the
pad at the base of the dildo mashed her clitty down and
turned it into a white hot fiery coal.

Despite a sore ass, Lannie decided to carry on with her
date. Susan sighed and paced up and down in the living
room as the teenager finished doing her hair and then
put on makeup. There seemed nothing she could do to keep
her hot young body away from boys.

The thought of Lannie grunting as some foul boy rutted
into her was disgusting. She was too sweet to be dirtied
by big male cocks and their foul tasting sperm.

And the truth was, from what Lannie had said even before
the two of them had started having sex together, she was
already far along that path. Why, even if she didn’t let
this Peter punk fuck her, she would probably come home
with sperm on her lips.

“So how do I look?” Lannie asked excitedly.

Susan turned and forced a smile as the girl twirled in
front of her. She was wearing the black sheath dress. It
hugged her nubile body like a second skin, and was only
inches below the cheeks of her soft young buttocks.

“Very sexy,” she said reluctantly.

“Maybe Peter’ll get a hard-on just looking at me,” she
giggled.

“I wouldn’t be at all surprised,” Susan frowned.

“Oh, don’t worry, Mother. I probably won’t fuck him,”
she laughed.

“You’re not wearing a bra,” Susan frowned.

“Oh, Motheeeer!”

“You’re too big to go around without a bra, Lannie.”

“Do you see anything sagging here?” Lannie demanded,
standing straight and pulling her shoulders back.

Susan had to admit that her breasts were standing up
hard and firm on their own.

The buzzer sounded and Lannie skipped across to the
intercom.

“Hello?” she called.

“Hey, Lannie. It’s me,” a male voice said.

“I’ll be right down,” Lannie said.

“He’s not coming up?” Susan scowled.

“I think it’s best if you two don’t meet just yet,”
Lannie smiled. “You’re far too suspicious.”

“I’m not…suspicious. It’s not him I’m worried about. I
know what he’s going to do. It’s you I’m wondering
about.”

“Well, don’t worry. I’ll do whatever feels right. You
yourself said that if it feels good there was no reason
not to do it.”

“Me and my big mouth.”

“Good bye, mother,” Lannie smiled. She kissed her
lightly on the cheek, then went to the door. Susan
followed, then stood behind her as Lannie turned and
examined herself one last time in the mirror beside the
door.

“Mother!” she gasped, as Susan slid a hand around her
and in between her legs. Susan pulled the skirt up and
slid her hand into her panties.

“Who said you could wear these?” she teased.

“I just…borrowed them,” Lannie gasped. “Stop it, mom!
Peter is right downstairs.”

“I know.”

Susan rubbed her fingers up and down the girl’s slit,
expertly manipulating her little cunt button.

“Think he knows what you’re doing now?” she whispered
into Lannie’s ear.

Lannie’s eyes opened and she felt a blast of sex-heat.
Her mother was right. Peter was sitting around
downstairs and here she was being jerked off by her
mother. Wouldn’t he be stunned!

“Ooohhhh! Mooothhheeeeer!”

She humped back against her mother as Susan dug her
fingers into the soft pussy meat. She thrust two fingers
up the girls cunt tunnel and squeezed her clitty between
them and her thumb.

Lannie grunted and jerked spastically against her, then
came, humping and moaning and whimpering in delight as
her body flared with lust and sexual pleasure.

“Ohhhh! OhhhhhhhH!”

Susan kissed the side of her neck, then slipped her hand
out of the pink lace panties. She pulled Lannie’s skirt
down and smoothed it against her quivering ass cheeks.

“Have fun tonight, dear,” she said.

Lannie stood there against the low table below the
mirror, her legs trembling as she panted and shook her
head.

“Jesus,” she groaned.

CHAPTER 5

Lannie knew damn well what her mother was trying to
accomplish, knew that as a lesbian, she didn’t want
Lannie screwing around with guys. She also knew that
jerking her off like that was intended to diminish her
sex drive, which lately had been into overdrive.

Well, it hadn’t worked. All it had done was drain her of
energy, an act that was temporary at best. As she hopped
into Peter’s car, she was breathing a little heavily,
but her sex drive had been blunted only slightly.

In fact, when she apologised for taking so long to get
down, saying she’d broken a heel and had to change
shoes, she’d felt a stab of lust at the memory of what
she’d really been doing.

It was the belief that she was so wicked, so carnal, so
lewd and sinful, that excited her and made her insides
quiver with lust. She liked being a wanton slut…just
so long as nobody knew it but her.

As far as everyone at school knew she was a pure, chaste
girl, and she felt gloriously naughty knowing otherwise.
She felt like a wolf masquerading as a sheep.

And if Peter saw her giving him a sly smile, he had no
way of knowing what it meant, that she was feeling smug
and sexy in the knowledge that her real sex life would
shock him, and probably make him shoot off in his pants.

What would he think, she wondered, if he knew that only
a little more than an hour ago her mother was sodomizing
her in the shower with a big dildo, fucking it up her
ass to make her cum? His eyes would bug out of his head
and his cock would rip his zipper off!

“What are you grinning at?” he smiled.

“Nothing.”

“That’s a nice dress.”

“Oh, this ol’ thing?” she shrugged.

“You got nice legs.”

“That’s not all I got that’s nice.”

“I know,” he grinned.

“But that’s all you’re gonna see,” she giggled.

“Ahhh, don’t say things like that.”

“Why?”

“A guy’s gotta have hope.”

“He does, huh?”

“Yeah, guy’s gotta have his dreams,” he grinned.

“Do you dream about me, Peter?” she asked coyly.

“Oh yeah,” he laughed.

“And what am I doing in these dreams?”

“Oh, things.”

“Things? Dirty things?”

“Depends on what you’d call dirty.”

“Guys are all such perverts.”

“Yeah, that’s true, but we can’t help it.”

“You’re all cheap, too. You’re all sluts.”

“That’s not very nice.”

“So who says I’m a nice girl?”

He eyed her sideways. “Maybe I don’t want you to be a
nice girl.”

“No, huh?”

Half an hour later they were ignoring the movie and
exchanging hot, passionate kisses. Peter was groping her
breast through the thin sheath dress as she sighed in
pleasure. She kept her legs closed, though, and every
time he got a hand under her short skirt she pushed it
away.

“C’mon,” he whined, sucking on her throat and mashing
her breast with his hand.

“I’m a…a virgin,” she gulped.

“I can take care of that,” he groaned.

“No, Peter.”

“You’ll like it,” he promised.

“Ha.”

“What does that mean?” he demanded, pushing back and
glaring at her.

“What does what mean?” she blinked.

“Ha.”

“Oh.”

“You don’t think you’d like it?”

“I…heard…that guys our age mostly don’t know how to
have sex.”

“Of course I know how to have sex!”

“I mean, they don’t know how to do it very well.”

“Well, I sure as shit do!”

“How many girls have you had sex with?”

“Why?”

“I’m just wondering.”

“I’ve had lots of sex, okay.”

“I mean with girls.”

“Ha, ha.”

“What I mean issssss…”

“What?”

She tsked unhappily. “Well, from what I’ve read and
heard, most teenage guys don’t know how to make a
girl…enjoy sex. They just kind of…hump away for a
few minutes…then finish and roll off.”

“Where the fuck did you read that?”

“Well, it’s true, isn’t it?”

“No!”

“I’ve read books about sex, you know, and they tell you
a lot about what to do and how to enjoy it, and they
warn you that if the guy is too impatient and doesn’t
know what to do…that a girl won’t have any fun.”

“I’m not impatient,” he scowled. “and I know damn well
what to do!”

“I bet you’ve never even eaten a girl.”

He stared at her in surprise. “I have too,” he glared.

“When?”

“None of your business. You want me to prove it?”

“I would but I don’t trust you.”

“What’s to trust?”

“I don’t want to lose my virginity in the back seat of
your dumb car.”

“So? I can eat you without popping your cherry.”

“Okay, let’s see,” she gulped.

She peeled her panties down and off, then spread her
legs and lifted her skirt up. He stared down at her
pussy with sudden lust and excitement.

“Jesus,” he sighed, sliding his hand in between her
legs. He squeezed her pussy, sliding his hand up and
down against the soft folds of flesh and the tangled
brown hair.

He bent over, then reached back and pulled the lever on
the front seat, shoving it back to give himself room. He
slid onto his knees on the floor, swallowing excitedly s
he gazed into her pussy.

“Let’s see if you know what you’re doing,” Lannie said,
pulling her legs apart, raising her knees and slumping
down a little. “Just don’t try to fuck me.”

Peter stroked her pussy nervously. He had, in fact,
never eaten a girl out before. He had had a couple of
hurried couplings which were pretty much as Lannie had
described them. The girls sure hadn’t complained, so he
thought he must be doing things right.

On the other hand, Lannie had read some kind of damned
sex book. She thought she was some kind of damned expert
now, the dumb little virgin. Well, hell, how hard could
it be anyway? Hadn’t he jerked her off last week? Hadn’t
he jerked off Meghan Sumner a couple of weeks before?

He knew where to get his fingers, and maybe when she was
hot enough he’d show her just how good his cock was too.

He stroked her crotch with his fingers, smoothing her
pussy hair aside, away from her crack. He rubbed his
fingers up and down her slit, then slid them inside,
slowly wriggling two fingers up into her hole. He pumped
them in and out as she sat there.

Her clitty. He knew that was the thing he was supposed
to get ahold of. He knew where it was, generally, so he
pulled her cunt open and felt around at the top of her
hole for it. He took a deep breath, then pushed his face
in and began to lick at her pussy, around where her
clitty was.

He licked hard for a long couple of minutes.

“You think that’s ice cream?” Lannie said finally.

“What?” he growled.

“You lick like a dog, man.”

“Do dogs lick your pussy a lot?” he snapped.

“I read how you’re supposed to give head, is all, and
you’re not doing it right.”

“Well, suppose you tell me, if you’re some kind of
Goddam expert!” he snarled. He could hardly believe he
had a girl’s pussy right in front of him, and instead of
being horny he was mad.

She took his finger and pushed it against a small ridged
area.

“This is my clitty,” she said.

“I know that,” he glared.

“Rub it with your fingers, roll it between them, then
bend in and lick it.

“I was.”

“Lick it with fast little swirling movements. Don’t lap
at it like a dog eating an ice cream cone. And don’t do
it for a long time. Do it for a few seconds, then try
and suck on it. Get your lips around it and suck, work
your tongue on it real fast while you’re sucking.”

He had half a mind to tell her to get lost. But he
didn’t. He followed her instructions, licking fast and
hard at her clitty, then sliding his lips over it and
sucking, trying to pull it into his mouth and work his
tongue on it again.

Slide your fingers into me, pump them in and out,” she
sighed. “Yeahhhhh. Press them up. No. Up, up against the
top of my pussy. Yeah, rub there.”

She laid her head back for a minute enjoying what he was
doing, then blinked her eyes and looked down again.

“Try…try pressing your thumb down on it,” she panted.
“You…you roll it between your thumb and your fingers.
OOohhhh, yeaaahahhh. Keep licking. Yeahhhhh!”

She bounced her head lightly against the back of the
seat as her pussy got hotter and hotter. She was
breathing faster, and wanted to just lay there and enjoy
things, but also wanted to make him a really good pussy
eater. What had her mother said, something about, every
woman he fucks will thank her for showing him how?

She took a deep breath. “Okay, now slide your tongue
into the hole,” she panted. “Shove it in as deep as you
can. Mash your face into my pussy and flick your tongue
around in there. Ooooooo, yeahhhh. Like thaaatttt.
YEsssssssss. Rub my clitty too. Yeah. Yeah. Now…now
lick at my clitty again. Push your fingers back in me
and lick….oohhhhhhhh. Yeahhhh. Suck it now. Suck it!
MMmmmmmmmmmmm.”

This was, without a doubt, the weirdest date he’d ever
been on. He was having a lot of fun now, though. His
earlier resentment and embarrassment had faded
completely as Lannie had started moaning in pleasure. He
was obviously doing things right here, and she was
really getting off on it.

Okay, so she was showing him. What was wrong with that?
He was glad to learn. Wait until the guys heard about…

Fuck no. No way he was going to tell them that Lannie
had shown him how to eat pussy. They’d laugh at him.
Those lying bastards probably couldn’t eat pussy
themselves, but they’d pretend they could. “She had to
show you how to do it?” they’d snicker. “I’m surprised
she didn’t boot your ass out the door?”

Yeah, right, like they’d be able to do what he was
doing, the stupid pricks. They’d probably lap at a girl
like…like a dog eating ice cream.

“Oohhhhhhh,” Lannie groaned, writhing excitedly.

Peter’s cock bulged as the sound of her moaning made his
pulse race. He fought the urge to jerk his pants down
and ram his cock up her pussy. She was in no position to
resist. But no, he’d promised. Shit. He licked at her
clitty and spiked his fingers up her pussy hole as she
whimpered and groaned and sighed happily.

“Lick me! Lick meeeeee!” she groaned.

He opened his mouth as wide as he could and mashed it
against her cunt opening, gnawing his teeth and flicking
out his tongue. He sucked and munched excitedly as she
squealed in pleasure, her legs bouncing up and down.

He sucked frenziedly at her clitty and thrust three
fingers deep into her hole, pumping them furiously as
her ass jerked and bounced wildly on the seat.

“Yes! Yes! OOHhhhhhhHH!” she groaned. Her hands came
down on his head and pulled his face into her snatch as
she bounced up and down and closed her thighs against
him.

Lannie’s head bounced back against the seat as she came.
Her body jerked and shook with crackling sexual
electricity as Peter’s tongue rasped across her clitty
and his lips and teeth crushed it from either side.

She sagged weakly, panting for breath as she came out of
her cum.

“Ooohh,” she groaned. “Niiicee.”

“Not bad, huh?” he asked, grinning eagerly up at her.

She ran her hand through his hair and smiled down.

“Very good,” she said. “Now would you like to see what
else I’ve learned?”

“Anything,” he grinned, eyes hot and wild.

“Change places.”

She slid down on her knees as he got on the seat and
undid his pants. She pulled his pants down and his cock
sprang up hot and ready.

“Well, look at thiiiiis,” she said in a surprised tone.

She slid her fingers around his cock, squeezing it. Then
she brought it up against her lips. She rubbed it over
her face and lips, moaning sensuously, rolling her head
and closing her eyes to slits.

“Oh fuck!” he gulped. “Shit! Lannie! Ooohh!”

She opened her mouth wide and slipped her lips around
his prick just as a thick wad of sperm shot out and
splattered against the back of her mouth. She sucked
hurriedly, bobbing her lips up and down as she squeezed
his shaft. His cum pumped up into her mouth as he held
her head and groaned excitedly.

“You didn’t give me much chance to show you,” she
pouted.

“Shiiiiit,” he groaned. “I’m… Eating your pussy made
me too hot to hold out.”

“Well, that’s all right. I like a challenge.

She tried to remember everything her mother had said
about how to get a guy hard. She massaged his limp dick
with her fingers, then held it up and pulled, stretching
it out. She ran her tongue slowly up and down from the
base to the head, then back again, sliding her tongue
around and around it.

She slid her mouth in under his balls, licking at him.
She gripped his balls in her hands and tugged down
softly and repeatedly as she licked all over his cock.
Then she sucked on his soft head, working her tongue
over it.

She continued massaging his balls, continued tugging on
them, and sucked his soft cock into her mouth. She
easily got the whole thing in, bending and folding it in
her mouth, then let her cheeks and tongue give it a good
working over.

It started hardening rapidly. She pulled her head back,
keeping her lips tight so it squeezed down on his cock
as it pulled free. She grabbed it in her hands again and
rubbed the now semi-flaccid cock over her face, sighing
in heat and pleasure.

She pulled her lips free and held it in her fist,
pumping her hand up and down the spit-wet shaft as she
reached over and picked up the cup of warm coke he’d
gotten her an hour ago. She sucked in a mouthful of
cola, then bent over his cock again.
It was now almost hard. She looked up at him, her cheeks
bulging like a chipmunk, then pressed her puckered lips
against his cockhead. She slowly sank down, letting his
cock force its way through her tight lips and into her
mouth.

“Shiiiiiiiit!” he gasped.

His cock slid deeper, and she began to swish the liquid
around in her mouth as she licked at his head. Some of
the liquid trickled out and down his shaft, but he
neither knew nor cared. He was on the verge of coming
again, his cock throbbing like a rocket ready to
explode.

She cupped his balls again, squeezing them with he
hands, massaging them and yanking downwards softly but
insistently. She swallowed the cola then, and began
bobbing her lips rapidly up and down his shaft as her
tongue whipped across the underside of the head.

“Fuck! ohhhhhHH!” he gasped.

He came, his cock blasting off into a tremendous orgasm.
He clutched her head and humped up, shoving his cock
into her mouth as she drank his cum and yanked on his
balls.

“Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!” he gasped. “OH FUUUCK!”

“Not bad, huh?” she gasped.

“Jesus Christ!”

“Want to learn more?”

“YEahhh!”

Lannie grinned, then looked around them. She didn’t
think anyone could see. She reached down and peeled her
dress up and off, tossing it on the seat, then climbed
on the seat and lay back. He slid his hands onto her
breasts immediately, kneading them excitedly.

She gripped his hands and pushed them off.

“No,” she said. “Here’s what you do. First slid your
hands around them. Just squeeze softly. A little harder.
Good. Now let your hands slide over them lightly. Stroke
your hands over them on either side of the nipples.
Don’t touch the nipples.

He stroked her breasts on either side of her nipples,
staring down at the hard pink nubs eagerly. He knew this
was strange, but also knew that would she was showing
him he would be able to use on a lot of other girls.

Like any guy, he wanted to be a great cocksman, and who
could show him better than a girl? The guys and him were
always talking about what drove girls crazy, but Lannie
KNEW what they liked.

So he followed her instructions, slowly kneading and
massaging and stroking her breasts, ignoring her
nipples. Then he started in on the nipples, rolling them
between thumbs and fingers, pinching and squeezing them,
then starting in with his tongue and lips.

He trailed his tongue down her body in a zig zag
pattern, then began eating her pussy again as she
offered additional instructions.

Then she stopped talking, groaning and moaning instead.
He forced her thighs wide with his arms as he sucked and
licked and mashed his face into her pussy, his mind
filled with glee as she grunted and jerked and shook
beneath him.

He grinned down at her as she smiled up tiredly.

“Damn,” he laughed. “You are something else.”

“Maybe next week I’ll teach you more,” she smiled.

“Whatever you want, baby. You say it and I’ll do it.
Just…”

“What?”

“Uh, don’t tell anyone, okay?”

“I won’t if you won’t,” she giggled.

Peter dropped her off at the apartment and she made her
way back upstairs. She wasn’t surprised at all to see
the suspicion on her mother’s face as she walked in.

“Hell-O,” she called.

“Hello,” her mother said. “Have a good time?”

“Pretty good.”

She looked her up and down, as if she could tell just
from looking, whether she had let Peter fuck her.

“Well?”

“Well, what?”

“You know what?”

Lannie moved her face in close to her mouth and opened
her mouth wide, then breathed on her.

“Smell any sperm on my breath?” she taunted.

“That’s not funny!”

Lannie kicked off her shoes as she walked away, then
reached down and pulled her dress up and over her
shoulders.

“Darn,” she said, lookin down. “I forgot my panties in
Peter’s car. Oh well.”

She continued on to her room. Susan scowled at her then
stormed after her.

“Now you look here, young lady,” she growled. “First of
all, those were my God damn panties, not yours!”

“Oh, I’ll tell Peter to give them to you then,” Lannie
taunted.

“Did you fuck him?”

“None of your business.”

“It is my business, damn it!”

“Oh, relax, Mother,” Lannie sighed. “He didn’t fuck me,
all right.”

“You’re sure?”

“Of course I’m sure! What kind of stupid question is
that anyway? All I did was suck his cock a couple of
times, and show him how to eat my pussy.”

“Show…you showed him how to…eat you?”

“Well, he was helpless. You should have seen him. So I
showed him what to do. He got really good, especially
the second time. The second time I hardly had to tell
him anything. Boys can learn fast if you teach them,
mother. You should have tried harder when you were a
slut. Maybe you wouldn’t have had to turn to women.”

“Don’t be a smart ass! I turned to women because I’m a
lesbian!”

“If you say so,” Lannie shrugged, falling back on the
bed.

“What’s that mean!?”

Lannie sat up in bed, propping her back against the
headboard. “Just that maybe the reason men never
satisfied you was because they didn’t know what the fuck
they were doing. Maybe if you’d shown them what to do
they would have made you cum a few times, and you
wouldn’t have thought you were a lesbian.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“Maybe after I show him how to fuck, he’ll give you a
ride, mother.”

“Don’t be such a snotty little bitch!” Susan glared.

“Okay, maybe I am being kind of snotty.”

“You’re damned right you are! You have no idea what I
feel inside, so don’t try and tell me that I’ve lived my
whole life wrong, and that you, you little virgin, know
more about how and what excites a person sexually than I
do.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Lannie smirked. “I think I’m getting
pretty good at it.”

“You don’t know a fraction of what I know,” Susan
glowered. “You think you’re hot because you made a guy
cum off in your mouth?”

“Twice.”

“So twice, so big deal! I could’ve gotten him hard a
third time, maybe even a fourth.”

“Oh, come on.”

“He’s young and healthy, isn’t he? At the height of his
sexual potential? I can do things with my mouth you
haven’t dreamed of.”

“Sure.”

“Did you deep throat him?”

“Deep…what?”

“Ha.”

“You…deep throated guys?” Lannie gulped.

“Fucking right I did!”

“I never…I mean…how did you do that without throwing
up?”

“You don’t know? Miss expert doesn’t know?”

“Okay, you know more than me. I admit it,” Lannie
sighed. “Now tell me how to deep throat.”

“Forget it,” Susan turned and marched out of the room.

“MOM!” She jumped up and hurried after her. “Come on,
mom,” she begged.

Susan halted in the middle of the living room and turned
around. Lannie stopped, eyes bright with interest.

“Why should I show you? So you can get snottier?”

“I’m sorry. I was just kidding! C’mon!”

“Persuade me,” Susan sneered.

“Uhm, how?”

“How? You said you know how to turn someone on.”

“C’mon.”

“Take off my clothes.”

“Sure.” She reached for her blouse and Susan slapped her
hand back.

“What?”

“Not like that. Don’t you know how to remove a person’s
clothes in an erotic way, a way that will turn them on?”

Lannie sighed and shrugged helplessly.

“I admit it. You know more than me,” she said.

Susan smiled and slid her hand around behind Lannie’s
head, then pushed down, forcing her to her knees.

“And I always will,” she said.

CHAPTER 6

The next night, Susan decided to take Lannie out to one
of her favorite lesbian bars. She had in mind both
showing her off, and possibly increasing the girl’s
attraction towards lesbianism.

“But I don’t have any leather pants,” Lannie said.

“So?”

“Don’t I have to, like, shave my head or something and
wear combat boots.”

“Don’t be such a little bitch.”

“Weeeel…”

“I’m not taking you to a leather bar, for God’s sake.
These are just women like me who enjoy each other’s
company.”

“So I don’t have to wear big clunky boots?”

“No. Well, actually, you might wear cowboy boots. It’s
western night tonight.”

“Uhm, I don’t know if I want to go to a gay bar.”

“What are you afraid of? You think there’s going to be
orgies right there in the bar? It’s just a bar, Lannie.
Maybe there’s a little kissing and groping going on in
quiet corners, but that’s the most you’d have to worry
about.”

“I’d have to dance with women?”

“You’ve danced with women before, Lannie.”

“I know, but not…gay women.”

“Yes you have.”

“You know what I mean,” she sighed.

“You don’t have to fuck anyone you don’t want to Lannie,
anymore than you would in a normal bar.”

“What do I know about normal bars? I’m underage,
remember?”

“Oh, so you haven’t ever been to a bar before, right?”

Lannie shrugged and smirked.

“Use whatever fake ID you usually use.”

“What if my friends see me?”

“If your friends are in there then they’re gay.”

“Well…okay.”

“Don’t be so enthusiastic. It’s a nice place. Would I
take you anywhere you’d get hurt?”

“I guess not.”

“I guess not.”

Lannie was very nervous about going to a gay bar. She
was also excited. She’d really gotten off on sex with
her mom, but really, she was her mom. She’d much prefer
having sex with someone else. Maybe there was some girl
there who she could have sex with, someone her own age.

She wanted to have sex with Peter, of course, but she
couldn’t trust Peter to keep his big mouth shut, and
anyway, it was like her mom had said, Peter knew shit
about sex. She’d have to teach him how to fuck,
something she didn’t know a lot about herself. Her
mother knew how to lick pussy and suck cock, but was no
expert on fucking.

Probably more of an expert than Peter, though.

She spent a lot of time going over her wardrobe, trying
to find something sexy, but not too sexy. She didn’t
want all those old bull dykes licking their lips and
drooling over her, after all. She decided to wear pants,
but then decided that if she wore pants they’d all be
staring at her ass. So she decided to wear a skirt, but
then worried they’d slide their hands up under it.

She finally settled on a nice white and green dress. It
was kind of western in tone, and had a short, flouncy
skirt with lots of pleats. She put on her white cowboy
boots with it an examined herself in the mirror. She
looked cute, she thought.

She brushed her hair out so it was thick and silky, then
joined her mother, who was wearing jeans with cowboy
boots, a checkered shirt, and a western style jacket
with a scarf.

“One thing,” Susan said. “It’d be best if you were my
cousin tonight, instead of my daughter.”

“Why?”

“Well, if some girl wants you, she might be afraid to
say it if she knew you were my daughter. But if they
think you’re my cousin they might ask me about what you
like, and whether you’re available.”

“Mother! I’m not available. I’m not gay.”

“So? You wouldn’t like a nice little lover you could
sleep with occasionally?”

Lannie shrugged. “Are you gonna tell them we’re kissin’
cousins?” she grinned.

“Come on,” Susan sighed, taking her hand and leading the
way out the door. She halted then and turned, lifting up
Lannie’s skirt.

“Mother!”

“Just wanted to see what you had on.”

“Just ordinary bikini panties.”

“What about a bra?”

“The same. I didn’t want to get your friends too
excited.”

Susan frowned, then led her out of the apartment.

Half an hour later they were walking in through the door
of a small, windowless building on the west side. It had
a small sign overhead that said “Serena’s”.

It was dark inside, but that was nothing out of the
ordinary for a bar, Lannie knew. She tried to see before
her eyes had adjusted, difficult at best. She could see
a long bar running along the left wall. There was a
stage facing it on the right wall. between were round
tables, like in most bars.

There were also some booths along the far wall, and the
light seemed especially dim there. A dance floor
occupied the space directly in front of the stage, and
there were a dozen or so couples…all women, dancing
there, to some sort of country tune.

“I just remembered, I hate country music,” Lannie
muttered, as Susan led her into the bar.

It was bright enough to make out the people the were
closest to. Lannie was surprised at the youth of most of
them. Also, though most had fairly short hair, she
didn’t see any with crewcuts or shaved heads, and none
wore leather jackets or pants.

Susan kept her close as they wound their way through the
crowded bar, her eyes scanning for people she knew.
“This way,” she said.

She cut across the edge of the dance floor and over to a
wide table that appeared to have only two people sitting
at it. As they got closer she saw that there were drinks
in front of two more seats. Two seemed empty, though.

“Hi, Dara,” Susan said, smiling at a mannish looking
woman in her thirties. She had red hair and a rather
long nose, and was wearing a pair of red pants and white
shirt with a scarf.

“Hi, Susan. Come sit down,” Dara smiled. They kissed
briefly, then Susan and Lannie sat.

“This is my cousin Lannie, from Chicago,” Susan said.

“Hi, Lannie,” Dara said, with no hint of anything but
friendliness.”

“Uhm, hi,” Lannie said.

“This is my lover, Brandy,” Dara said, squeezing the
shoulder of slight, curly haired brunette in her late
twenties.

“Hi,” Lannie said in a strangled tone. She’d know, of
course, but…to have her introduced as her lover was
still a shock.

“Lannie’s never been to a gay bar,” Susan smiled at the
other two.

“In the closet?” Brandy asked.

“No, I’m not gay,” Lannie said.

“She’s bi,” Susan said.

“Oh? One of those who likes to have her cake and eat it
too?” Dara said. Brandy giggled as if that were some
kind of joke.

“I guess,” Lannie said uncomfortably.

“Who else is here?” Susan asked.

“Helen and Nicky.”

“Oh.” Susan said in a thoughtful tone.

“There they are,” Brandy said, pointing.

Lannie gazed out on the dance floor and saw a gorgeous
young woman, maybe girl, dressed in a black shirt and
short black skirt. She had long, flowing blonde hair
that fell to the waist, and was dancing with a taller
blonde woman, this one with very short hair and a very
muscular build.

They finished the dance, then returned to the table.
Lannie saw the tall woman’s eyes focus on her mother
briefly, then pass over onto her and hold there. Now she
saw the hunger and lust she’d worried about, and her
skin flushed a little.

“Hi,” Susan said.

“Hi, Susan,” the tall woman said.

“This is my cousin Lannie.”

“Hi, Lannie,” the woman said.

“Lannie, this is Helen.

Helen took her hand and squeezed it as she looked Lannie
up and down, then she sat down, giving her a seductive
little smile as she took her hand back.

“And this is Nicky,” Susan said.

“Hi,” Nicky said.

“Hi,” Lannie replied.

Nicky seemed about her age, and very pretty. She had a
small, fragile face, but a full, nubile body, chesty,
Lannie thought, gazing at the way her blouse bulged out.
She was short, too, and spoke softly and quietly. She
seemed the timid sort, and gazed at Helen with the
adoration of a puppy.

The idea that these two were lovers was very, very odd.
Lannie had no difficulty guessing which one was in
charge of the relationship, however.

The other two women got up and danced, while Susan and
Helen talked, and to Lannie’s embarrassment, the talk
soon began to turn to sex, with very little camouflage
over what the two older women were saying.

“Little Lan was a novice only a few days ago,” Susan
said.

“Oh? And you’ve opened her eyes on this visit?”

“Opened them wide, very, very wide.”

“Along with her legs,” Helen snickered, grinning at
Lannie.

Lannie blushed.

“She’s very enthusiastic,” Susan said. “She’s not
wearing out any clothes when she’s in the apartment.”

“I don’t let Nicky wear a stick at home,” Helen said,
turning and looking fondly at the blonde girl.

“Well, sometimes I wish Lannie would put something on.
She’s wearing me out. I was trying to get some work in
the living room the other night when she comes crawling
under the table, naked. Who could work with that?”

“You poor dear,” Helen said in mock sympathy.

Again Lannie blushed.

“You haven’t managed to wean her off the poles, though?”

“I’m afraid not. I had to dig mine out of the closet and
let her play with it all day when I’m not home.”

Lannie didn’t know what poles were at first, but then
she realized they meant cocks, and that Susan meant the
rubber dildo she used. Again she was embarrassed as the
tall, blonde woman gazed at her through slitted eyes.

Yet she also felt a stab of excitement. She wasn’t
attracted to the woman. To the girl, maybe, but not to
Helen. Yet, there was something about her, something
scary and seductive, something dangerous and wild
and…sensual. She wondered if Helen was one of those
weirdos into ropes and whips and shit like that.

She wondered if Helen would…hurt her.

She danced with her mother, then with Helen. It was
scary dancing with Helen, especially since it was a slow
dance and they were close to each other. She had such
powerful, hypnotic eyes, and they seemed to bore right
through to Lannie’s soul.

When she pulled Lannie in against her Lannie felt the
woman’s hard breasts against her own and flushed
violently. The woman’s hand crept down onto her ass and
squeezed it as they circled around, but Lannie didn’t
dare protest.

Then after they returned to the table, Helen invited
them back to her place for some drinks. Susan accepted,
and Lannie’s pulse began to speed up before they’d even
gotten to their feet.

“Do you want us to follow you in our car?” Susan asked.

“We came with Brandy,” Helen said.

“Oh. Okay, we’ll use our car then,” Susan laughed.

She went to the front driver’s door and opened it.
Lannie waited at the rear door, figuring Helen would get
in front with her mother, but instead Helen pushed Nicky
in the front when Susan unlocked it.

“I’ll sit in back with you, honey,” she smiled at
Lannie.

Lannie’s heart gave a lurch, but she smiled and got in.
Helen followed. She moved all the way over to the far
door, but that wasn’t far. It wasn’t a big car, after
all.

And it didn’t help at all because Helen just shifted
over and laughing put her left arm around Lannie’s
waist, pulling her body in tight against her own. Her
left hand was on the side of Lannie’s chest, just inches
from her breast.

“Now you and me can get acquainted, honey,” she smiled
down at the girl.

Lannie smiled up weakly.

Susan asked Nicky something about a computer and as she
talked Helen slid her left hand a few inches up and let
her fingers stroke the side of Lannie’s left breast.
Lannie’s heart was pounding and the tension was so hard
inside her she felt her stomach turning and twisting in
knots.

Her throat and mouth felt dry, and her lower belly moist
and warm. She was both afraid of, and deeply aroused by
the close proximity to this tall, stern, dangerous
woman.

“So tell me, honey, what do you do in Chicago?” Helen
asked. She was half turned towards Lannie, and her right
hand brushed some of the bangs out of the teenager’s
eyes as she talked.

“Uhm, uh, not much,” Lannie gulped.

“Have a boyfriend?”

“No.”

“She’s trying to get one here,” Susan called from the
front seat. “Yesterday she went out with some football
type and used what I’ve learned her to teach him pussy
eating.”

“Oh, you did. How nice,” Helen said.

Lannie cursed her mother silently, terribly embarrassed.

“Maybe some day you’ll show me what you’ve learned,”
Helen smiled, eyes narrow.

Lannie shrugged helplessly.

Helen’s eyes moved down to her legs, most of which were
bare beneath the short skirt.

“This is a pretty thing,” Helen said, gripping the hem
of the skirt and rubbing her fingers on the material.
She set it down, slightly further back than it had been,
then slid her hand onto Lannie’s bare leg.

Lannie trembled as the woman began to stroke her leg.
Her hand left a searing heat everywhere it went, even
though it was still well below the hem of her skirt.

Then Helen leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Lannie
gulped fearfully.

Helen shifted her lips onto Lannie’s own, kissing
softly, lightly. Lannie kissed back awkwardly,
uncertainly. She let the other woman press her head back
against the back seat, her chest fluttering like
butterflies were in it.

Helen kissed a little harder, then drew her left hand
upwards and behind Lannie’s head. She slid it through
her long hair, letting her fingers slide through the
tangles, then gripped her head, twisting it slowly, but
firmly back as Helen’s lips slid onto her throat.

Lannie’s chest was heaving now, as she felt Helen’s hand
slide up under her skirt. She could hear her mother and
Nicky talking about something in the front seat, could
hear Nicky laughing in amusement at something, but she
couldn’t make out what they were saying.

Helen’s fingers slid up her thighs to her panties, then
stroked lightly against her crotch, running up and down
her slit through the panties.

Lannie felt her pussy burn. As Helen shifted her lips
over her throat, licking and suckling, and stroked her
finger up and down against her slit, she felt her
moisture actually seeping into the material, felt it
getting warm and damp under Helen’s fingers.

Helen’s hand crept away from her head, but Lannie didn’t
move. She kept he head back, staring up at the roof of
the car as Helen’s mouth kissed her and licked and
sucked on her throat and neck. She felt the woman’s hand
unbuttoning the front of her dress, pulling it apart,
felt her hand slide in, warm and soft, cupping her right
breast.

The others in front must have noticed, she thought. They
must. But they continued talking as if nothing was going
on, ignoring what was happening in the back seat.

She felt Helen’s hand slide along her ribs and move
behind her, felt her bra opened. At the same time her
other hand tugged the crotch of her panties aside, and
then cupped Lannie’s bare pussy.

Lannie groaned loudly as she felt the woman’s bare hand
against her soft, mushy, hot pussy meat. She was panting
hard and fast, hardly able to catch a breath as the
woman pulled her top open further and slid her hand up
onto Lannie’s bare breast.

She grunted as a finger slid up into her pussy hole,
then a second. She felt herself boiling inside, could
feel her skin hot and crackling with energy. She was
sweating and overheated, dazed by the force of the fear
and sexuality gripping her.

Helen bent over and slid her lips over Lannie’s left
nipple, suckling on it as she squeezed and kneaded her
right breast with her hand. She began to pump her
fingers up and down in Lannie’s pussy pit as her thumb
pressed down on the teenager’s clitoris.

Lannie gave a shocked cry of pleasure, her back arching
violently, her head smacking against the top of the seat
back as a massive blastwave of powerful sexual pleasure
tore through her guts. She bounced desperately on
Helen’s fingers as the woman ground her clitty between
them and her thumb.

She trembled and shook, gasping for breath as her vision
swam. Her body flared with heat and she bucked
helplessly under the powerful orgasmic pleasure.

She felt the eyes of the others on her, saw Nicky turned
around in her seat, looking back, saw her mother’s eyes
in the mirror. She knew a terrible embarrassment, but it
was overpowered by the heat and pleasure.

She gave a hacking groan and collapsed wearily. Helen
laughed softly and pulled her lips from her hard nipple.
She slid her fingers out of Lannie’s slit, stroking her
pussy lightly before drawing back.

“She certainly is a responsive little dear,” she said.
“I’m sure I could lure her from men for good.”

“Give me time, Helen,” Susan said.

After she got her breath back Lannie self-consciously
pulled her skirt down and closed the front of her dress.
She kept her head down, too embarrassed to look at Helen
or Nicky as they rode through the dark streets.

They pulled into a driveway then, and again her heart
started pounding. She felt like getting out of the car
and running away, frightened of the way Helen seemed
able to control her. She wanted, at the very least, to
get her mother alone and beg her not to leave her alone
with Helen.

But she couldn’t explain why…not exactly. The woman
hadn’t done anything mean or nasty or threatening, but
she just seemed so…so…dangerous, so…stern.

They walked into the house, and Susan made the
obligatory compliments about the place. They had a
couple of drinks, then without saying a word, Helen rose
and took Susan by the hand. They both walked out of the
living room and into the bedroom, closing the door.

Lannie blinked in shock, certain that Helen had wanted
to be with her instead. She was relieved, terribly
relieved. She felt like she could breath for the first
time in an hour. And yet, she also felt a strange
disappointment she could not understand.

“Susan and Helen have been friends a long time,” Nicky
said.

“Uhm, oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Susan’s nice.”

“Uh, yeah.”

Nicky shifted over to sit beside her, eyes bright and
friendly.

“Your name really Nicky?” Lannie asked.

“Nicole, but Nicky’s sweeter.”

“I guess.”

Nicky slid a hand up over Lannie’s forehead, brushing
her bangs aside. Lannie jerked back in surprise.

“You’re kind of sweaty,” Nicky said.

“Well…well blame Helen,” Lannie glared.

Nicky giggled, it was a strange, girlish laugh.

“She makes me sweaty all the time,” she said, as if
confiding a secret.

“I bet,” Lannie said.

Nicky popped to her feet and then grabbed Lannie’s hand,
pulling her up after her.

“What…where are we going?” Lannie asked nervously.

“You’re all dirty. You need a bath,” Nicky said,
dragging her to the bathroom.

“I don’t…I mean…I’m not…”

“Don’t be shy,” Nicky smiled, closing the door behind
her.

Lannie gulped nervously and looked around. The bathroom
was lavishly appointed, and the largest she’d ever seen.
It included a large square tub that had a wooden
platform around it. There were several steps up, and
each was lined with plants.

“This is some bathroom,” she said.

“It’s big, isn’t it. It used to be another bedroom, but
we didn’t need another bedroom so Helen had it made into
a big bathroom.”

Nicky went to the wall and turned some levers. Water
gushed into the big tub, which was, Lannie, saw, a
whirlpool as well.

Nicky turned and smiled, then slowly unbuttoned the
front of her shirt. She smiled seductively, licking her
tongue across her lip in a teasing manner as she pulled
the shirt open. She flung her arms back and arched her
back, and the shirt slid over her shoulders and fell to
the floor behind her.

She straightened, smiling again, undoing her bra and
slipping it off. Her breasts were very large, larger
than Lannie, who was a thirty-six-D. They weren’t as
firm as Lannie’s though, and sagged down a little under
their own weight.

Nicky stepped out of her cowboy boots, then slid her
skirt off and finally removed her G-string. Lannie
stared at her groin in surprise. Nicky had no pussy hair
at all. Her cunt had been shaved totally bald. The
little slit there was puffy and white and as exposed as
a little girl’s.

Naked, and still smiling, Nicky stepped up to Lannie,
who hadn’t moved, and kissed her lightly on the lips.
Lannie eased back a little.

“Come on,” Nicky smiled.

She dropped to her knees in front of Lannie, who looked
down in surprise as the blonde girl gripped her left
foot and lifted it. She kissed the boot, then trailed
her tongue along the sides as she looked up at Lannie.
Then she pulled the boot down and off.

Lannie swallowed in surprise as Nicky dropped onto all
fours and licked along the side of her other boot. She
just stared as the girl licked her boot, then lifted it
and pulled it off.

Nicky slid her hands around Lannie’s ankles, then
stroked up and down up and down, always higher, raising
herself up as she slid her hands above Lannie’s knees,
then up her thighs, applying gentle pressure to ease
Lannie’s legs apart.

She slid her hands up her thighs and under her skirt,
then followed it with her head. Lannie felt her tongue
sliding up and down against her inner thighs as Nicky’s
hands slid up and cupped her as cheeks through her
panties.

She felt her tongue lick along the sides of her panties,
tickling her flesh. Then felt her fingers eased the
panties aside as Helen had done. She couldn’t see what
Nicky was doing, since her head was under her skirt, but
she could sure feel it, as the blonde began to run her
tongue up and down Lannie’s slit.

She was already tingling with heat, and the girl was
very attractive. Nicky was also so…so eager and
so…friendly, that she felt sure it would hurt her
feelings if she pushed her away. Still, Lannie was
consumed by doubts and worries and fears and
embarrassment. She’d never done anything like this with
a virtual stranger before. She knew nothing about Nicky,
not even her last name.

But her tongue felt so wonderful as it slid between her
pussy lips that those worries and fears began to
dissipate in the warm and growing heat that was
spreading through her body.

She unbuttoned the top of her dress, then reached down
and lifted the skirt, pulling the dress up over her
shoulders and dropping it on the counter. Her eyes met
Nicky’s, alive with enthusiasm and happiness, and she
smiled back tentatively.

She pulled her bra off, then stepped out of her panties
as Nicky pulled them down.

Nicky slid her hands back up Lannie’s legs though,
pushing more forcefully to spread them apart. Lannie
stood back, half leaning against the wall, legs wide as
Nicky slid her tongue up and down her slit, then eased
it inside.

Nicky’s hands stroked Lannie’s ass cheeks, then slid up
her hips, circled her belly, and moved up onto her
breasts. She squeezed them tightly, then worked her
fingers into the soft flesh, mashing her breasts around
in a slow, circular motion. Her tongue slid between
Lannie’s cunt lips and drove amazingly deep into her
hole, flickering around like a snake inside her.

Lannie did nothing, just stood there absorbing the
pleasure as it throbbed inside her. She let her head
fall back against the wall, sighing softly as the blonde
girl sucked expertly at her clitty and worked her
breasts over with a hard, but professional massage that
seemed to dig her fingers into every pore.

She arched her back, humping slowly out at the girl’s
tongue as it rasped across her clitty. Her eyes closed
tightly and her mouth went slack as she groaned in
appreciation, the heat and lust and desire building up
inside her, settling a deep, sexual heat over her body.

Lannie groaned passionately, pushing her tits and pussy
out against Nicky’s hands and tongue. She began grinding
her ass against the wall, then started helplessly
humping into Nicky’s face, her round ass cheeks slapping
repeatedly against the plaster as she grunted and moaned
and whimpered.

She came, her insides turning over, an explosive release
of pleasure roaring through her like a tidal wave,
blasting everything in its path. Her body shook and
heaved, jerking and undulating in sexual delight as the
orgasm washed through her.

And then she opened her eyes, panting for breath, and
Nicky’s smiling face was in front of her. Their arms
slid around each other and they hugged, their full,
meaty breasts crushed together, their soft skin rubbing
and stroking as they held each other.

CHAPTER 7

Nicky’s hands slid through Lannie’s hair as their lips
melded together. Lannie put her arms around the girl,
caressing her soft ivory flesh. Nicky pushed her back.
She mashed her lips up against Lannie with insatiable
hunger, grinding her body into Lannie’s, squeezing her
breasts, and groaning and panting for breath.

Lannie was confused by this, but didn’t pause to think
about it much. She slid her hands onto Nicky’s big
breasts, mashing it up and down. The thick, gelatinous
meat bulged upwards as she dug her fingers into it. She
tore her lips off Nicky’s, then bent and squeezed her
left titty hard, making her big nipple stand out.

She pulled it into her mouth and sucked hard as she slid
her tongue over the hard, fat nipple. At the same time,
she dug her fingers into both breasts and kneaded them
steadily.

She slid a hand down between the blonde’s legs, cupping
her bald pussy mound and squeezing it. She squeezed it
repeatedly, rubbing her hand up and down against the
downy soft flesh, amazed at how delightful it felt to
the touch.

Nicky squeezed Lannie’s breasts as well, then slid a
hand down between her legs, planting a hard, bony little
fist against Lannie’s pussy mound. She ground herself
against Lannie, grinding both their pussies on her fist,
then slid a finger up into Lannie’s pussy, and another
up into her own, hooking them together.

Their bodies moved together as they groped and fondled
each other. But then Nicky pulled away. She spun and
bent over, pulling open one of the cupboard doors below
the counter. She pulled out what Lannie first thought
was a club.

Instead it turned out to be a gigantic dildo, shaped
like a cock, only…there were cockheads on both sides,
and the thing was about twenty inches long. She stared
at it in surprise, then watched, fascinated, as Nicky
raised one of her legs and put her foot on the edge of
the counter.

Nicky grinned teasingly as she rubbed one end against
her slit, then slowly worked it up into her crack. She
groaned and whined in pleasure as she fed more and more
of the shining rubber cock up into her pussy.

Then she pulled her foot off the counter and moved
against Lannie again. Lannie saw her bend the thick
dildo so the other cockhead was pointing upwards,
upwards towards her own slit. She gasped in pleasure as
she realized what Nicky’s intentions were. She reached
down and took the rubber cock, folding her fingers
around it, then pressed the cockhead against her own
moist pussy.

She felt the tension in the rubber cock, as it tried to
straighten out. She and Nicky both gripped the thick
rubber and tried to get their cunts to swallow as much
as possible.

They panted and groaned and whined as their pussies got
closer and closer together. The closer they got, the
more they had to bend the thick rubber, and the more
tension there was in the long, fat thing. They both felt
the heads way up in their bellies pressing hard against
the back of their cunt tubes as it tried to straighten
out.

Their bellies were pressed firmly together at last, the
dildo all but buried in their pussies. Only an inch or
two, like a half donut, stuck out between their tight
pussy lips as they ground themselves together.

Their tongues slid together wetly. Nicky stuck her
tongue out as far as it would go, and Lannie slid her
own tongue up, licking across it. She sucked on Nicky’s
tongue and caressed the bottom with her own tongue. Then
Nicky pulled her mouth free to clamp her lips against
the nape of Lannie’s neck.

They sank slowly down to their knees, breasts and groins
still rubbing together as they kissed. Nicky pulled her
ass back, letting the rubber cock slide out. She turned
around and bent over, then looked around at Lannie.

“Turn around,” she panted.

Lannie turned and Nicky reached back between her own
legs and gripped the dildo dangling out from her pussy.
She fed it into her own pussy again, then the two of
them backed up.

They started gasping and groaning as their asses got
closer together. By the time their rounded buttocks were
touching the dildos were high in their bellies, pressing
against their cervixes. They humped slowly against each
other, trying to work their dildos deeper.

Then the last inches of rubber prick slid through their
cunt lips and their asses mashed together as their pussy
lips touched.

Lannie felt the girl’s bald pussy lips rubbing against
her own and groaned in delight. They ground their asses
and pussies together for long seconds, then slowly began
to hump against each other once more.

Nicky, who had obviously had some experience at this,
adjusted their timing, then reached her arms straight
back along her sides, her fingers reaching for Lannie’s.
Lannie took her hands, and the two teenagers gasped and
groaned as they rocked and humped in wild, exultant
carnal pleasure.

The bathroom door opened suddenly, and Helen and Susan
stood in the doorway.

“Children playing with toys,” Helen sighed, shaking her
head.

“They seem to be enjoying themselves,” Susan smiled,
watching the two grunt and groan and yelp in heat and
passion.

Helen stepped forward, then slid to her knees in front
of Lannie. She stroked her hair, then tangled it around
her hand and pulled her head up and back. Lannie gasped
in pain, but with Nicky’s hands clamped tightly around
her own, could do nothing to resist.

She found herself staring into Helen’s cunt, which was
as bald and bare as Nicky’s.

“Lick me, little toy,” Helen smiled.

Susan watched as her daughter began to lick at Helen’s
bald slit. Then she moved around and knelt in front of
Nicky. Nicky didn’t need to be told to raise her head
and start licking.

The air was filled with the sound of wet slurping
tongues and softly slapping asses, groans and sighs and
gasps of pleasure.

Helen ran her hands through Lannie’s long hair, then
slid one hand down below her jerking, humping body to
squeeze her breast. “Suck. That’s it, baby, suuuuuuck.
Yeeesssss,” she groaned. “Lick my pussy.”

She pulled Lannie’s face into her snatch and ground
herself against her, eyes drawn to the girls’ round ass
cheeks slapping together, and the barely sighed black
dildo joining their twats.

She leaned over then and slapped Nicky’s ass, making the
blonde yelp in pain.

“I thought I got rid of all your dildos, you little
slut,” she said. She raised her eyes to Susan and shook
her head, scowling. “You’re right, you know. It’s hard
to work them out of the habit of wanting their pussy
pumped.

“Oh, let her,” Susan sighed. “It doesn’t hurt.”

“I’ll make it hurt,” Helen muttered. “I don’t want the
little bitch developing a taste for cock, even if it is
rubber.”

Nevertheless, she did nothing to stop the two girls
slapping and grinding their asses together. She watched
and stroked Lannie’s hair, grinding her snatch into her
face as she let the girl lick her off.

Lannie came, moaning and grunting and gasping for breath
as the pleasure coursed through her veins. Shortly after
that Nicky came, whimpering and groaning. Lannie came
again, then Susan, and finally Helen came. Helen nearly
tore Lannie’s head off as she humped and jerked and
rutted against her, clamping down on her head to keep
her face pinned to her twat.

The two older women left then, though not before Helen
tore the big dildo out of Nicky’s twat and made off with
it.

Nicky and Lannie slid into the hot, bubbling water of
the tub at last, and sat back together to relax.

“Why doesn’t Helen want you to have a dildo?” Lannie
asked.

“Oh, she says women don’t need things like that. She
says that the inside of your pussy doesn’t really have
many…uhm, senses? She says that all you need to feel
pleasure is to get your clitty taken care of, and that
getting something up inside you is just a psychological
need carried over from exploitive heterosexual media.”

“What?”

“Basically, if you’re lesbian you aren’t supposed to
want anything up inside you.”

“Well, I don’t see why that should be. I like having
something big up in my belly.”

“Me too,” Nicky whispered. “But I just know Helen is
going to spank me later.”

“Spank you?”

“For having the dildo.”

“You…uhm, she spanks you?”

“Oh, it’s not so bad. Sometimes it’s very sexy.”

“I wouldn’t like getting spanked. I mean, nobody’s
spanked me in a long time but I’m sure it hurts.”

“Oh, it stings all right. But after a while it just
feels real real hot, then it’s not so bad. It’s getting
through the first part that’s hard.”

“When did you meet Helen?”

“Oh, she used to be my gym teacher. She’s so strong! You
should see her lift weights.”

“She seems…scary.”

“Oh, she’s not. She’s nice. She’s just a little, uhm,
bossy. But that’s okay. I don’t mind. I don’t have to
worry about anything, cause Helen takes care of
everything.”

“But you…both of you sleep with other women.”

“I don’t mind. Especially when we do it together, like
now. Sometimes she lends me out, though. I wish she
wouldn’t do that.”

“Lends you?”

“You know, she lets one of her friends have sex with me.
Sometimes I even have to go and stay with them for the
night. Once she even loaned me to one of her friends for
a week while she went to Europe.”

“I don’t…”

“Here,” Nicky said, pulling Lannie over. “Move over here
like this. Now raise your knees and spread your legs.”

“Oohhhhh!”

“Nice, eh?” Nicky laughed.

A jet of hot water was blowing right against Lannie’s
pussy, the bubbles tickling her clitty as the water
boiled and churned.

“Sometimes I sit in here for hours letting it make me
cum again and again.”

“I wish we had one of these at home,” Lannie said.

“If you have a vibrator it’s just about as good, and
your skin doesn’t get all wrinkled. Helen won’t let me
have a vibrator either, though.”

“OOooowww, that feels gooood.”

“Stand up,” Nicky said, getting up herself.

Water showered down into the water as she stood over
Lannie and pulled her to her feet. They kissed, and
Lannie slid a hand between Nicky’s thighs, rubbing her
soft pussy.

Then Nicky had her sit on the edge of the tub and spread
her legs. Lannie thought she was going to lick her at
first, but her body was still soapy. Nicky didn’t bend
over, though. Instead, she lifted Lannie’s left leg up
and out, pushing it way back. Lannie had to grip the
side of the tub to hold her balance as Nicky slid her
own leg under Lannie’s, then slid her pussy in.

Their cunts rubbed together, hot and wet, and they
awkwardly ground their pelvises.

“This feels better if you have no pussy hair,” Nicky
panted.

“Yeah?”

“Want to shave it off?”

“I don’t knooooow,” Lannie sighed.

“It’s much easier to lick you when your pussy is bald.”

She pulled away and jumped out of the tub, then went to
the counter as Lannie turned around, still sitting on
the edge of the tub.

Nicky got a canister of foam and a shaver, then hurried
back, getting to her knees in front of Lannie.

“I don’t know, Nicky. Isn’t it itchy?” Lannie asked.

“A little, but not if you keep it really well shaved.
It’s worth it, though. Wait till you see.”

She sprayed foam over Lannie’s crotch as Lannie drew her
knees back. Then she began to carefully shave up and
down along the sides of her slit. She shaved off every
last bit of hair, then washed away the foam and smiled
at Lannie as she cupped her pussy.

Lannie slid her own hand down between her legs and
rubbed it. Nicky went and got a mirror as Lannie stared
down at her bald little slit. Nicky came back and held a
mirror to her slit and Lannie shook her head anxiously.

“Oh god. It looks so naked!”

“Feels naked too,” Nicky giggled, sliding her hand over
Lannie’s bald, puffy, red cunt mound.

She bent and began to run her tongue over the tight
little cleft, and Lannie sat back and watched, amazed at
the greater sensation now that all her pussy hair was
gone. Nicky’s tongue lapped all over her puffy cunt pad
and then slithered into her slit.

She straightened and gripped Lannie’s leg, then twisted
her around sideways and lifted her leg high. She slid
her own puffy puss in against Lannie’s and began to rub
and grind them together.

“Ooooohhh,” Lannie shuddered.

“Isn’t it great?” Nicky panted, humping and grinding and
rubbing in delight.

Nicky’s pussy was unbelievably soft against her own
shaved pussy pad, and it felt delicious as they rubbed
and ground together. Nicky shoved Lannie’s leg up
higher, stretching it painfully, but was able to lean
forward and press her lips against Lannie’s.

Their tongues slid together as their hands groped and
fondled each other’s breasts. Nicky ground her pussy
with a steady, expert movement, sliding their soft,
downy pussy pads back and forth until their crotches
were wet with each other’s cunt milk.

Lannie felt herself approaching another cum, and ground
back hard, panting for breath as her overloaded sensory
system rippled with pleasure. She gripped Nicky’s ass
and jerked her in, mashing their cunts harder together.

Nicky was breathing hard, too, but she stopped suddenly,
and reached down between her legs. She gripped her pussy
lips and slowly pulled them open, groaning as she
stretched the tight opening and revealed her glistening
pink meat. Lannie quickly reached down to her own cunt
and peeled her pussy open, then the two girls pressed
their hot, pink flesh together hard and ground furiously
against each other.

Lannie came first, within seconds, the pressure building
up rapidly inside her skull and blasting out in a
frothing explosion of sexual exultation. She grunted
repeatedly, unable to think or breath, her body
quivering with the release of powerful orgasmic energy.

Nicky started squealing and whining as she too climaxed,
and their cunts soaked each other as their pussies
spasmed and squeezed and spurted juice against each
other.

Wearily, the two slipped back into the warm water,
groaning in satisfaction.

She got dressed afterwards, but Nicole didn’t bother.
They went out into the living room, where both Susan and
Helen were all dressed and having drinks.

“Well, I see you two have finished your little games,”
Helen said.

“We had fun,” Nicole said brightly.

“And without any dildos, too. Fancy that,” Helen said.

Nicole shrugged and looked down at her feet.

“Come here, Nicole,” she said.

Lannie went over and sat next to her mother as Nicky
went over to Helen.

“Turn around and bend over.”

Nicole gulped, then obeyed.

Helen reached down beside her and produced the big
double headed dildo the two girls had used together. She
prodded Nicky’s pussy with one end, slowly screwing and
pumping the dildo deep into her pussy as the other two
looked on. Nicky began to groan an gasp in pain as Helen
kept trying to shove more and more of the thing into her
slit.

Finally, Helen seemed satisfied that she had the thing
as deep inside the younger blonde as it was going to
get. She bent the thing in two and shoved the other head
against Nicole’s asshole. Nicole moaned weakly, but
didn’t resist or try to move away.

Helen forced the thick cockhead through Nicole’s
sphincter and jabbed it forward, forcing it deeper.

“You better hope she doesn’t learn to like that, Helen,”
Susan smiled. “I fucked this one in the asshole earlier
and she came like a real little whore.” Lannie turned
and glared at her in embarrassment.

“I bet you couldn’t keep your hands off her clitty while
you were doing it,” Helen snorted, twisting the dildo
deeper.

“True,” Susan admitted.

Helen shoved the thing deep, until there was only a
small tightly bent portion of dildo running from Nicky’s
asshole to her pussy.

“Straighten up,” she said, slapping the girl on the ass.

Nicole straightened, gasping and holding her belly as
the dildos shifted inside her. Helen stood up too, and
put her right hand down under Nicole’s buttocks, then
slid her left down under her pussy. She linked her
fingers together under the girl’s crotch and jerked up
harshly.

Nicole yelped, then groaned as Helen did it again. Helen
jerked up a final time, actually lifting the little
blonde off her feet briefly. Nicole’s mouth was wide an
she was trembling weakly and whimpering, as Helen pulled
her hands away.

The giant dildo was buried inside Nicky now, all twenty
inches of it. The only sign remaining outside her was a
tiny curved bar of rubber that stuck out between her
pussy crack and asshole.

Helen reached down to the table an picked up a pair of
leather shorts, which she had Nicky step into, then she
pulled them up her legs. She had to stand behind the
girl and jerk up hard several times to get the leather
shorts up around her hips.

She fastened them together and belted them in place.
Lannie had never seen anyone wearing shorts or pants so
tight. It would be a wonder if Nicole would even be able
to sit down in them. She could clearly see the outline
of the dildo, as well as Nicole’s pussy lips.

“You’ll wear that for the next couple of days,” Helen
said. “If you like having your pussy full of rubber
cock, you should enjoy it.”

Susan got up to leave then, and Lannie hurriedly joined
her. Helen said a gracious goodbye, and even Nicole
waved goodbye, a strained smile on her lips. She gasped
and winced every time she moved, though.

“So how did you like your first gay bar?” Susan asked as
they drove home.

“It was okay. It’s a little weird dancing with only
women around.”

“And how was Nicole?”

“Pretty good,” Lannie smiled. “Not quite as good as you,
though. I’d like to get one of those big double dildos,
though and try it out with you.”

“I don’t really like dildos, Lannie. If you want to take
one up your pussy, that’s fine, but I’d just as soon
not.”

“How was Helen?” Lannie asked.

“Fine.”

“That’s not very communicative.”

“I wasn’t trying to be communicative.”

“Does she have, like, a collection of whips and chains
in her bedroom.”

“No,” Susan laughed. “I don’t think she’d want to mark
up her lovers like that.”

“She seemed a little…I don’t know…”

“She’s okay. She’s…very confident of herself. She
knows what she wants and she is kind of insistent.”

“Nicky acts like she’s her slave or something.”

“Well, maybe she is, in a way. Nicky, you have to
understand, is a very weak willed person. Whoever she
was in a relationship with would call all the shots
anyway.”

“If she wants a dildo why shouldn’t she have one?”

“Well, she’s got one now, doesn’t she?” Susan grinned.

“Is she really going to have to keep that thing inside
her for two days?”

“Probably not. Helen will let her beg for a few hours I
suspect, then, maybe after Nicky has eaten her out half
a dozen times she’ll have mercy and let her take them
out.”

“Does she go to school? I mean, would Helen send Nicky
to school like that?”

“Don’t be silly.”

“Well, I mean, if she wore a skirt over it nobody would
notice.”

“Nicky doesn’t go to school.”

“Oh. Why do I have to go then?”

“If your ambition in life is to become someone’s sex toy
then I guess you don’t. If you ever want a job then you
have to go.”

“It wouldn’t be so bad being a sex toy,” Lannie grinned.

“So long as you didn’t mind someone bossing you around
all the time.”

“Like you?”

“Yup, like me. But she’d still be bossing you around
when you were thirty. I doubt you’d like that much.”

“No. I wouldn’t mind being a…sex toy for a little
while, though.”

“Well, don’t worry, dear, you’re my sex toy.”

“Funny.”

CHAPTER 8

The next day Lannie was surprised when she got home to
find Nicky waiting for her.

“Hi,” Nicky said.

“Hi. What are you doing here?”

“I figured, since your cousin and Helen both work you’d
be bored like I am and maybe we could, uhm, play
together.”

“Sure, come on up.”

They went up to the apartment, where Nicky almost
casually stripped naked in the living room as she looked
around the apartment.

“This is a nice place,” she said.

“It has a nice view, anyway.”

“Do you have any dildos?”

“I think so, yeah,” Lannie smiled. She went to her room,
then slipped off her own clothes and got the strap on
dildo. She put it on herself and walked back into the
living room. Nicole squealed in pleasure when she saw
it.

“Oh goody!” she cried. “I love those kinds.”

She turned and dropped to all fours and Lannie adjusted
the thing around her hips as she knelt behind her. She’d
never used the dildo from this side before, and her
pussy was humming with anticipation as she looked down
at Nicky’s smooth, white ass and the sharp little slit
underneath.

“I thought Helen was going to make you wear that double
dildo and the leather shorts for two days.”

“Oh, well, she let me take it out. I had to pee, for one
thing.”

“Do you like being a sex toy, Nicky?” Lannie asked as
she rubbed the head of the dildo up and down the girl’s
slit.

“Kinda. Ooooh. I like that,” she sighed.

“Where’s your parents?”

“They threw me out,” she sighed.

“Because you’re a lesbian?”

“Well, kinda. I think if I broke it to them better maybe
they wouldn’t have been so upset. Put it in meeee.”

Lannie eased forward, pressing the dildo against her
crack and slowly forcing it open.

“How did you tell them?” she asked curiously.

“I…I didn’t…ahhhhh. They… caught me and… my
girlfriend… on the couch…uhmmmmmmm.”

“God. You were making out on the couch?”

“We were naked and eating each other.”

“That must have been embarrassing.”

“I’ll say. My father nearly had a heart attack. Harder.
Push it in real hard, Lannie!”

Lannie thrust forward and Nicole moaned in pleasure as
the big dildo slid into her. Soon Lannie was fucking
steadily as Nicky humped back. Instead of being on all
fours Nicky had dropped her chest down onto the rug and
was grinding her fat breasts against the floor, rolling
them beneath her weight like bread dough as she gurgled
in pleasure.

She came within minutes, and soon afterwards Lannie did
too.

“I’m surprised you aren’t fucking boys since you like
this so much,” Lannie said.

“Want to know a secret?”

“Sure.”

“Promise not to tell.”

“Okay.”

“I do fuck boys, lots.”

“If you like boys then…”

“I like Helen too. I like boys and girls. But I live
with Helen, see, so I have to do what she says and I
have to pretend I don’t like boys. If she caught me with
a boy she’d kill me.”

“Where do you meet boys if you live with Helen and don’t
go to school?”

“You can always meet boys, Lannie,” Nicky laughed. She
looked around carefully, then turned back to
Lannie.”Want to know another secret?”

Lannie nodded.

“Every Friday afternoon I go to this guy’s basement and
him and a bunch of other guys fuck me.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. You can come too. I’m going tomorrow. There’s
always lots of guys to go around.”

“Who are these guys?”

“I dunno. Who cares?”

“They all fuck you at the same time?”

“No. Usually one at a time. Sometimes if there’s a lot
they’ll do it two or even three at a time. One time they
did it five at a time.”

“How did they do it five at a time?”

“One up the ass. One up the pussy. One in my mouth, one
in my hand, and one in my titties.”

“Oh.”

“With two of us there they probably wouldn’t need to do
it five at a time.”

“Uhm, I guess.”

They fucked and sucked for another couple of hours, then
Nicole had to be getting home. Lannie spent all evening,
and a long, sleepless night trying to decide whether to
go with the blonde girl tomorrow afternoon or not.

The idea of fucking a lot of guys was sure attractive,
especially if they didn’t know her and wouldn’t be able
to tell anyone about it. According to Nicole, the guy
was in college, and most of his friends were also from
college. Lannie figured it wasn’t likely any of them
would know her.

The idea was incredibly exciting, and incredibly scary.
She’d have to show her naked body to maybe a dozen guys,
if what Nicky said was right. On the other hand, her
mother claimed one of the biggest problems with guys was
that they didn’t last long enough. Surely if she had,
maybe five guys fucking her in a row that would be
plenty long enough for her to cum.

She couldn’t ask her mom, of course, so she pondered the
decision for herself. In the morning she called Nicole
and told her she would go. Nicole gave her the address
and said she’d meet her there.

Lannie skipped school and stayed home. She paced a lot,
with butterflies in her belly, and tried to decide what
to wear. She finally decided against wearing anything
like sexy lingerie, since it might get torn. She wore a
simply jockey style halter and string bikini shorts, and
over them a short denim dress that zipped all the way up
the middle from neck to hem.

She also wore her cowboy boots, wanting a kind of cocky
look. She went to the address Nicole had given her, but
didn’t see any sign of the girl. She looked at the
place, wondering if the ditzy blonde had gone in ahead.

She went around the back, and saw a stairwell leading
down to the basement. She was anxious, worried, and even
maybe a little frightened, but she would be tremendously
disappointed if after all this effort she went to sleep
tonight still a virgin.

Okay, so her mother had ripped her cherry with a dildo.
Technically she was still a virgin, since she’d never
had a real cock inside her.

She went down the stairs and stopped at the door, then
put her face against it, trying to see inside. The door
opened suddenly and she staggered back in surprise as a
tall man stuck his head out.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“Uhm, uhm, I was…uhm…looking for Nicky.”

“You a friend of Nicky’s?” he asked, looking her up and
down.

“Uhm, yeah.”

“Come on in,” he said, pushing the door wide.

Lannie licked her lips worriedly, but then braced
herself and passed by, going into the basement. She
found herself in a small enclosed area, a washer and
dryer on one side and a bunch of hooks with clothes
hanging from them on the other.

The man led her around the corner, and along set of
stairs that led up to the first floor. Then around the
stairs to the main area of the basement.

It was a finished basement, with a carpet on the floor.
There was a TV in one corner and a pool table that
occupied much of the floor. A long low black leather
couch ran along one wall, and there were several stuffed
chairs scattered along the walls.

Three guys were sitting on the couch, and four others
were gathered around the pool table with sticks in their
hands. Four others were watching TV, and a couple of
others were playing cards in the corner, near a small
table.

All of them turned and looked at her as she came
forward. She halted, her heart pounding and her pulse
racing as she looked around. Her face flushed and turned
read and she licked her lips worriedly.

“Uhm…where’s Nicky?” she gulped, her voice high and
cracking.

“She hasn’t shown up yet,” the guy behind her said,
draping his arm across her shoulder. “My name’s Mike.”

“H…hi,” she breathed.

“What’s your name?”

“Uhm, uhm, Lannie,” she said.

“Lannie. That’s a nice name. Isn’t it, guys?” Mike said,
stroking her shoulder.

“Yeah,” several guys said. A couple of them came forward
and stood a few feet in front of Lannie as she looked
around nervously.

“How long have you known Nicky?” Mike asked.

“Um, not long.”

“You know why she comes here on Fridays?”

“Uhmmm… I’m not sure,” she gulped.

“Why did she tell you to come here?”

“I-I was… supposed to meet… her.”

“Why?”

“Uhmm…she…I-I’m not sure,” she stuttered, unable to
admit out loud that she’d come to get fucked.

“Nicky’s a real friendly girl,” one of the guys said.
“Are you a friendly girl, Lannie?”

“I’m…uhm, I-I guess,” she squeaked.

He stepped forward, a big guy with broad shoulders and
short blonde hair. “How about giving me a kiss then?” he
grinned.

He leaned in and put his hands on Lannie’s shoulders,
then kissed her. She kissed back hesitantly.

He pulled back, his eyes flicking down her body. Then he
reached out and gripped the zipper. More guys had come
up then, and Lannie looked around desperately to see
herself surrounded by them.

The guy slowly, slowly eased the zipper down. Lannie’s
hands flittered and jerked as she fought the natural
instinct to stop him. The zipper went down to her belly,
then down further, revealing her panties.

Then it reached the bottom and the dress was open all
the way. Someone behind her reached around and pulled
the dress back and off, leaving her in the panties and
halter. The guys licked their lips as a red faced Lannie
half cowered back.

“Let’s get these off. They must be real uncomfortable,”
Mike said from behind her.

She felt his hands grip the bottom of her halter, then
pull it upwards. She let her arms raise as he pulled it
upwards. She heard a whoop and several appreciative
comments as her breasts were bared. She was temporarily
blinded by the halter, and didn’t even see who gripped
her panties and tugged them down.

Then the panties and halter were gone and she was
standing there in her cowboy boots naked, a dozen or
more hungry, staring guys surrounding her. Her face was
beet red and she was trembling fearfully. She looked
around her at the rows of glittering eyes and licking
tongues, almost dazed at the enormity of what was
happening.

“Nice body.”

“Nice tits.”

“Nicky’s got bigger ones.”

“These are better.”

“Lookit her slit.”

“Shaved just like Nicky.”

“Another slut.”

“Nice ass.”

“Who goes first?”

“Let’s fuck this whore!”

“I want to suck those titties.”

“Nice little nipples.”

The comments came from all around her as she stood
still, trembling and uncertain.

“Now don’t scare the little lady on her first visit,”
Mike said, sliding his hand around her waist. He pulled
her back and led her across the room to the leather
couch. Everyone followed, and a couple skipped ahead,
going to the couch.

They pulled it outwards, and the back of the couch
folded down, turning the couch into a low leather bed.

She felt a little push, and Lannie sprawled forward on
the bed, then hurriedly turned around. A wall of sweaty,
eager faces confronted her. Then one guy stepped
forward, short, but stocky, with a crewcut. He dropped
his pants and knelt on the bed.

He slid forward atop her without introducing himself,
pushing her back on the bed. His naked flesh pressed
against her as his hands slid over her body in eager
exploration. He kissed her hard and excitedly as his
hands groped and squeezed her breasts tightly.

His hard organ was squeezed between her abdomen and his,
but not for long, as he reached down and took it in his
hands. He nudged her legs further open, then pressed the
head of his cock…his real cock…against her tight,
virgin hole.

He pressed down hard, boring through her tight cunt
opening and forcing the hard prick deep into her pussy
with one shove. Lannie groaned and spread her legs more
to ease the tightness in her slit. The guys murmured in
appreciation at this sign of submission.

The stocky guys’ cock drove into her to the balls and
Lannie lay back and spread her arms and legs,
submissively letting him have his way with her. He
sucked on her right nipple as he began to hump into her.
His cock pumped back and forth in her opening as she
looked around at the crowd of watchers, still scared,
still embarrassed, and still too anxious to really enjoy
her first ever cock.

The guy didn’t seem to particularly care what she did.
He humped steadily, his hips rolling back and forth
against her thighs as his weight crushed her down into
the sofa bed. His hands squeezed her breasts as his
teeth gnawed at her throat.

His heavy body never left her as he fucked steadily and
casually down into her tight hole. He used the springs
to good advantage, fucking with a slow short stroke.
Before long he picked up the pace, grinding faster and
faster as he gripped her hair and jerked her face up so
he could crush his lips down on hers.

She didn’t even know when he’d cum except that he
groaned and then slowed down. After a few moments he got
off and the next guy got onto the bed. He too knelt
between her splayed legs and fitted his cock against her
bare little slit, then shoved his cock deep.

This one, taller and more slender, fucked with more
energy. His ass rose and fell as he fucked his cock into
her with deep, powerful strokes.

The first few guys were like a blur to Lannie, because
she was too dazed, and too stunned and embarrassed to
pay much attention to them.

But then as the embarrassment wore off and the shock and
anxiety with it, and the fucking started to become
almost routine, she started to try and get into things,
to enjoy herself. She thought of how slutty and nasty
this was, and told herself, with considerable wonder,
that she was being gang banged.

She was being gang banged!

She looked around at the faces and felt the first hot
flash of lust since she’d entered the basement. All
these guys…guys…staring at her, watching her being
fucked, waiting their turns.

She paid more attention now on the guy fucking her. He
was bouncing painfully atop her, but his cock was
rutting in and out of her pussy with little contact with
her clitty. She shifted her body a little downwards and
felt his cock beginning to saw across her clit.

She raised her legs at last, raised her knees anyway,
and put her hands up on his shoulders. She began to push
back at him, began to grind her hips to maximize the
contact between his pumping shaft and her clitty.

Her body began to heat up, starting with the bubbling
cauldron between her legs. The warmth spread to her
every nerve and muscle and burned along her spine as the
guy continued to rut into her.

Then he finished and shuffled off. For a long moment she
was naked, legs spread wide, all those guys staring at
her. Her lust blasted upwards. Then a guy climbed atop
and settled between her knees. He slid his cock into her
and started fucking.

She fucked back at once, her arms going around him, her
hands sliding down onto his ass and jerking him harder
against her as she drew her knees back and rocked in
time to his strokes.

His cock rasped across her clitty and she felt waves of
pleasure surging through her blood and bones. She
grunted and groaned, mewling in pleasure as her body
began to flare with the prelude to a sexual explosion.

Then she came, grunting and moaning and whining as he
rocked back and forth under the guy’s steady fucking
stroke. She trembled, and clung to him as he drove his
cock deep into her belly.

She went limp for a minute as the guy finished, then
another guy got on her. He lifted her legs up and shoved
her knees back against her chest, holding them there
with one hand as he pushed the nose of his cock against
her hole.

He shoved it in, then pressed her legs back further,
using his own weight to fold her in two beneath him. His
hands came down on either side of her head as he began
to thrust with the hardest stroke she’d yet felt, his
big cock pistoning inside her fuck channel as he drove
it into her with savage excitement.

She began to heat up again, groaning in bliss as he rode
her pussy. His hips smashed down painfully hard against
her upturned buttocks, but she didn’t care. All she
cared about was the cock churning up her belly.

He finished and she felt some disappointment, but then
the next guy came forward. He turned her onto her belly
and his hands slid under her and raised her ass in the
air. She knelt there on all fours as the guy knelt
behind her and then sent his steely cock deep into her
belly.

He pounded his cock into her, making her body jerk back
and forth in front of him. Her breasts swung violently
as the other men watched and she groaned and sighed in
delight. The more time that passed the less embarrassed
she was, and the hotter and less inhibited she got.

Another guy got on the bed in front of her, hard cock
pointed at her face. He pressed it against her mouth and
she eased her lips open slowly, letting him force his
cock into her mouth, where her waiting tongue began to
lick eagerly.

She licked and sucked on his cock, working her lips up
and down its length, then felt his hand go behind her
head a second before he started fucking her face. She
had an inkling what was coming, considering that it was
Nicky they were used to, and braced herself like her
mother had said.

His cock punched through and down her throat. She fought
hard to keep from panicking and throwing up. Her mother
had warned her that it was really a psychological
problem more than anything else.

There were some cheers from the guys watching as they
saw her lips slide right down to the base of the guy’s
cock. Lannie hardly heard them. She was concentrating on
the very strange and new sensation of having her throat
completely and totally blocked, top to bottom.

It didn’t hurt, exactly, though it didn’t feel
especially good either. It made her want to grab her
throat and cough hard.

The guy fucked her face slowly, at least, so it wasn’t
too bad. The guy behind was fucking much harder, and she
was jerking and shaking on the bed as he rammed his hips
into her buttocks.

Then he came and slowed his strokes. He pulled back, and
she felt a new weight on the bed. She paid it little
heed, concentrating on the cock in her throat, and on
the air that was starting to run out.

She felt the guy’s cock slide into her pussy and start
pumping. The guy in front pulled his cock straight up
her throat and it popped free into her mouth. He pulled
it free of her mouth as she panted for breath and drew
in great lungfuls of air.

He rubbed the wet cock over her face as she got her
breath back, then impatiently pressed it against her
mouth again and shoved it back down her throat.

Meanwhile the guy behind slowed his strokes and pulled
his cock out. Lannie thought for a moment that he had
finished, but then he pressed his cock against her
asshole instead. No, it was his finger. His finger
probed against her asshole, then slid inside.

He fucked his finger in her asshole several times, and
she felt something very slippery on it. It slid out, and
then she felt something much thicker pressing against
the little round hole.

She couldn’t do or say anything, though, since her
throat was full of cock.

The guy worked his slippery prick down deep into her
anus and she felt a shocked wave of pleasure at the
realization that he was sodomizing her…right here…in
front of all these guys. She was being fucked in the ass
while a crowd of men watched.

Within seconds she came again, his hips pounding heavily
against her buttocks as she jerked and shook and
trembled through a silent orgasm.

The guy fucking her throat drew his prick back up so the
head was in her mouth, then blew his cork as she sucked
on it. She drank down his sperm instinctively, still
mind blasted from her cum.

She felt herself turned onto her side, then someone
grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Another cock
was pushed into her mouth as she felt something at her
pussy. A cock slid into her cunt and then it and the one
in her asshole fucked steadily in tandem, one sliding in
as the other slid out.

Her leg was raised high into the air and held there by
strong hands as her crotch holes were fully used. She
sucked as best she could at the cock pumping in her
throat, but mostly all she did was lie there as the male
meat slid up and down in her throat.

She wondered if she would be fucked by five guys at once
like Nicky had described. Sure enough, she felt hands
squeezing her tits together around a cock. She couldn’t
see it since her head was pulled back, but she felt the
cock sliding between her tits as hands mashed them down
hard around it.

The guys were all saying things, yelling and laughing
and joking to each other as they watched her getting
pumped, but she didn’t listen and hardly heard.

Cock after cock pushed into her, one following the other
so fast she couldn’t keep track.

They dragged her out of the bed then, and held her
upside down. A guy slid under her, laying on his back on
the floor, and tilting her head back. They lowered her
so her lips slid right down his cock to the base.

Then cocks slid into her pussy and down her asshole as
guys pressed forward on either side. Another guy knelt
in front of her and fucked her tits as the other guy
there spread his legs wide to give him room, still
fucking down into her pussy without pause.

She felt her arms lifted up and out to either side, and
cocks were placed in her hands. She squeezed them
uncertainly for a moment, then began to jerk them off.
She was, she thought dazedly, being fucked by six guys
at once, not five.

Then she came, shaking and writhing and jerking in their
grasp as the ecstasy rushed over her. Nothing, she
thought, with one of her last clear thoughts, could be
as good as this. Sucking pussy was great, certainly, and
getting her pussy sucked was even better. But
this…this was what she was made for, what her body was
designed for.

She came again, thrashing wildly, her body convulsing
under the massive, crackling sexual electricity that
rode up and down her body.

Cocks spilled their juice inside her, then more cocks
thrust into her. They came, and more cocks replaced
them. She came and came, falling unconscious through
exhaustion several times, only to wake to cocks, cocks
fucking her tits, cocks fucking her pussy, cocks
pounding up her asshole.

She didn’t know how many guys there were, or how many
times they fucked her, all she knew was pleasure, and
deep, soul stirring satisfaction.

Her legs were wide, cocks pounding inside her. She
groaned and came again.

On the other side of a wall, peering through one way
glass, three women stood watching.

“Too bad,” Helen sighed. “Such a pretty one too.”

“Cock hungry slut,” Susan glared.

“She sure does like it,” Nicky said.

They watched the girl’s back arch violently, jerking and
shaking as a guy fucked her furiously. Her head was
pulled back and a cock was down her throat.

“Give it up, Susan,” Helen said. “She’s already taken…
by a rough count maybe fifty cocks and she’s still
acting like a bitch in heat.”

Susan nodded disappointedly. She watched her daughter
pushed onto her side yet again, watched two guys kneel
between her legs and thrust their cocks into her gaping
pussy and asshole, then begin fucking with savage
strokes.

“Let’s go to the bar and have a few drinks,” Helen said.

Susan nodded. She took a last look through the little
window, then followed the other two out of the room.

On the other side, the glass that was a mirror here,
reflected a lewd, carnal scene as the brunette was
fucked and sodomized again and again. Her cries of
pleasure grew weaker and weaker as more cocks pushed in
against her, but they didn’t stop until she lost
consciousness entirely.

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