Gangbang with Susan 4. – Cocks and pussies

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 come 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 come 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. “Mooooom!” 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! Come oooon!” “Persuade me,” Susan sneered. “Uhm, how?” “How? You said you know how to turn someone on.” “Come ooooon.” “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. Lannie 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, any more 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. Lannie 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 come 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.” Lannie 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 come. 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. “UHm, 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 come 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 and mouth were both 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.