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http://www.incesttabooo.com/girlclub11.html
The Girls-Only Club
Chapter 11
The next morning while Blake was walking to his first
period class, one of the girls from his homeroom, Marilyn,
came up to him and whispered in his ear, "I can't believe
you're really wearing a bra."
Caught by surprise, Blake blushed and then realized that
Valerie must have told her. "Yes I am."
"Can I take a peek at it, you know, to make sure."
"I can't do it here in the hall. What about at lunch time
recess?"
"OK, that'll be fine. But Blake could you tell me why
you're wearing a bra? I mean you don't have breasts, I
mean, like a girl does." Marilyn herself was a late
developer. She was slight of build and somedays she wore a
trainer bra and somedays no bra at all.
"I guess its because I'm not really a boy. I mean, I
suppose I look like a boy, but I feel like a girl."
Marilyn looked at him intently, like she was really trying
to understand. He then saw the beginning of a smile go
across her mouth and he said, "I'm serious. I'm not
kidding!"
"I don't know what to think Blake. It does seem kind of
strange and all."
"You won't tell anyone will you? I'm scared the guys will
beat me up if they found out."
"You know, Valerie has been telling all the girls in the
eighth grade. By now I bet everyone knows your secret. So
far, I don't think any of us will tell the guys, cause it
really is a girl thing and most of us have always liked
you."
"Thank you Marilyn, I really appreciate it. I'm very
afraid of Clifford and Roy. I don't know what they might
do to me, besides probably telling everyone else including
the teachers. And then they might call home and I'd be in
really big trouble with my mom and dad."
As they walked down the hallway, Blake could see other
girls pointing at him and giggling amongst themselves. Out
of the corner of his eye he saw Valerie, and she walked up
to him and Marilyn.
"I'm sorry Blake, I couldn't stop from telling some of the
girls and before you knew it, everyone found out. We're
all so excited that you want to be a girl, and I think your
secret is really safe with us, isn't it Marilyn?"
"Yes, of course! It's so neat that you can be so honest
with yourself. Guys always act like they are so much
better than girls. Its really just insecurity I think."
"I don't feel like I have anything in common with the guys.
I just wish that I could be a complete girl, like wear
dresses to school and pretty shoes and makeup. And I
really love to wear nail polish."
"Isn't there anything you can do about it?"
"Maybe latter in my life; right now I don't think I can do
anything."
"Well from now on, we'll treat you like one of us, as much
as we can," Marilyn said.
****************************************
At recess, Blake joined up with the club members and they
walked over to their usual bench to sit and chat about
things. One by one the other girls in the eighth grade
walked over to join them until virtually every girl, more
than a hundred of them, were gathered around Blake. The
effect was eerie, and the boys stopped what they were doing
to stare over at the huge crowd of girls. So many girls
together was too intimidating for the guys, and none of
them had the courage to go over and see what was happening.
The presence of Blake amongst all the girls did not go
unnoticed, and the guys proposed various theories to
explain why he was there. They all agreed that Blake had
some sort of special charm which drove girls crazy. They
vowed that, no matter what, they would get him to share his
secret with them.
For himself, Blake was surprised at the intense curiosity
the girls had about him wearing a bra to school. They
crowded around him demanding to see it, and with the
encouragement of the Girls-Only club members, he finally
raised his shirt enough for everyone to look at it. Hidden
from view of the guys on the other side of the field, Blake
revealed his delicate pink bra. Out in the open, with his
pale skin and slender arms, and barely a trace of hair, he
appeared fragile and girlish.
He suddenly couldn't help smiling at everyone, and many of
the girls smiled back at him. It was clear by his posture,
his shyness, the natural fit of the bra and most
importantly his self-confidence, that he was very much more
than a boy masquerading as a girl.
"Go show everyone your panties," Amy said, and without
hesitation Blake undid the front of his jeans and pulled
them down enough to show the top of his pink lacy panties.
A tall, stout girl named Joyce, who had been staring very
hard at Blake the whole time said, "I don't see why you
don't just be a girl. If you're so sure about it you ought
to just be one."
Joyce had a 'reputation': It was known that she had allowed
a number of the boys to have sex with her. They
alternately teased her and begged her to give them
something. She was not the smartest girl in school, and
could often be coaxed into meeting them after school in the
woods for a rendezvous. One rumor had it that she had
allowed a dozen of the boys to screw her at once, though it
was not clear that this was really so. Karen leapt to
Blake's defense saying, "Joyce, Pamela has to worry about
her parents. Don't you see."
"Pamela?" Joyce said, "you mean Blake is calling himself
Pamela?"
"Yes. To all of us she is our dear friend Pamela. And we
hope that all of the girls will feel that way about her.
Give her some time, and eventually she'll be a girl all the
time. But don't rush her!"
Several of the girls voiced their support of Karen, and
Valerie even made a point of giving Blake a hug to let him
know that she understood his dilemma. Joyce remained
skeptical, saying, "I really don't see why Pamela is afraid
of her parents. If he or she is a girl, she is a girl, and
tough shit for them."
"But don't you see Joyce," Blake said, "I'm afraid mainly
of hurting them, not them hurting me. I don't want to hurt
them."
Joyce seemed to be thinking about his answer and then said,
"if you are a real girl then you have to have crushes on
guys."
Several of the girls laughed at this, it seemed so
incongruous: Blake being attracted to the boys. "But I do
sort of have some crushes on the guys," Blake said.
"Then you're just a fag," Joyce said.
"No, I'm not," insisted Blake. "I just had the bad luck to
be born looking like a boy!"
Karen interrupted and said, "Joyce, don't be mean to
Pamela. She's a girl through and through, and we should
treat her as we would any of us. I think eventually,
she'll be able to wear dresses to school, but for now she
has to dress like a boy so her parents and the guys and
teachers won't suspect anything. I want all of us to keep
this amongst ourselves, especially you Joyce! It is a girl
thing and we have to stick up for each other!
Several of the girls cheered at this, but Joyce was
undeterred, "But Blake doesn't have a pussy, does he? How
can he be a girl without one? And what about his breasts?
He may be wearing a bra, but real girls have breasts."
"You don't understand, Joyce!" Karen said with some
exasperation. "Those are just external things, which one
day Pamela will have corrected. The main thing is that she
has exactly the same feelings and attitudes as any of us
girls. For example, she was just as excited about getting
to wear her first bra as any of us were! And you should
just see how much Pam loves pretty things. She loves
beautiful lace and she was just in ecstasy when she got her
first pair of heels, and her dresses and things."
"I really do prefer wearing dresses, Joyce" Blake said,
trying to get her to accept him.
"Pull your pants further down," Joyce said, and Blake
lowered his trousers enough to reveal all of his panties.
"What's that bulge?" Joyce asked.
"That's Pamela's clitoris," Karen said.
"Yeah, right. Let her answer," Joyce said, "what is it
Blake?"
"Its my clitoris!"
"Its your dick!"
"No, don't say that Joyce! I tell you its my clitoris.
Its my clitoris. I don't have a dick! I'm just as much a
girl as you. When I grow up I'm going to have large
breasts. I know I am!" Blake was getting hysterical, and
starting to cry.
Valerie said to Joyce, "look you made Blake, I mean Pamela,
cry. Don't talk to her like that. Even if she might not
yet technically be a girl, she clearly wants to be one and
she believes that she is."
"Yeah, Joyce, don't hurt Pamela like that!"
Realizing that it would be hard to get Joyce to see what
the true story is, Karen said, "yes, in a way Joyce, Pamela
does have a vagina."
"And breasts, too," Amy said, "only they're just an A cup
now, but they are growing!"
"OK, I want Blake to prove that he is turned on by guys,"
Joyce said.
"But I am turned on by guys!" Blake said, "I mean, some
guys, anyway! How can I prove it to you?"
"I don't know Blake, but if you want me to treat you like a
girl then I want to see you act and look like one around a
boy. In fact, I'd like to see you seduce a boy, make him
think that you're a real girl" Joyce said.
"What boy are you talking about"
"I know some guys. Let's say tonight we meet, with you in
a dress and we'll see if you can seduce a guy. If you can,
I'll believe your a girl. If you can't then I might just
go ahead and let Clifford and Roy know about you."
Terrified of what Joyce had in mind, Blake pleaded with
her, "Please can't you just believe me!"
"Blake, I'm giving you this one opportunity, what's it
going to be?"
Several of the girls joined in telling Joyce to be nice and
think of something else Blake could do to prove his
femininity. But Joyce was very determined, and the girls
gathered around her eventually realized that Joyce had her
mind made up and there was no changing it.
"Meet me tonight at 2 in the morning in your back yard
dressed fully as a girl. No wait, just in panties,
pantyhose, bra, high heels and some lipstick. Got it?"
"Yes, Joyce, I'll be there" Blake said with resignation.
He couldn't imagine what she would have in mind for him
that evening.
********************************************
Blake was so scared as to what would happen that night that
he barely slept until his alarm woke him at 1:45 AM. He
quickly and quietly put on his panties, pantyhose, a bra
and inserted the breasts. He put on some lipstick and
picked up his high heels and tiptoed downstairs and out the
back door. There was a brisk wind blowing, and misty
clouds passing over the partially full moon. The many
trees in the backyard loomed over him. He felt alone and
vulnerable dressed only in his underwear, with the wind
whirling around him. He wished that they had allowed him
to wear a dress at least. He imagined creatures of the
night staring at him, as he waited by himself for Joyce to
come.
The wind blew without letup, making the only sound. He sat
down on the edge of a picnic table bench near the back of
the yard. Beyond that was the forest which ran between his
development and a farm on the other side. The time went
very slowly and he began to think that maybe Joyce had only
been tricking him, and that she wasn't actually going to
come. It was nice wearing some of his girls clothes
outside again, and he was especially happy to wear his high
heels, though he began to feel a bit chilly and he wished
that they would hurry up and come, so whatever was going to
happen would happen and then the sooner he would be done
with it.
He felt very worried about what sort of guy he would have
to seduce. What if he were ugly or fat. What did Joyce
mean by seduction? How far did he have to get the guy to
go with him? Maybe this whole thing was one giant mistake
and he ought to just let his parents and everyone else find
out the secret. It seemed like it was almost inevitable
that they would. But it was just so hard to get over the
thought of his dad finding out about his wearing bras that
he knew he had to at least try to delay that day as long as
possible.
It must have been 2:30, and still they had not come. In
his rush not to be late he had forgotten to pee and now his
bladder ached terribly. He decided he had to do something
before they came, so he pulled down his pantyhose and
panties and squatted down like a girl to pee. He was near
a tree so he could hold onto the trunk with one hand to
maintain his balance. He started to pee almost instantly,
and then became frantic with fear when he saw three girls
walking to him from around the side of the house. The one
in the middle was tall, and he recognized her as Joyce,
while two shorter girls next to her he didn't recognize.
His pee froze in him just half way relieved and he
hurriedly pulled up his panties and pantyhose as Joyce
watched. "Look at the little dog, peeing in the yard,"
Joyce sneered at Blake, and her companions laughed. They
were much younger than Joyce or Blake, and they had a
toughness about them that said they were not from the
normal kids at school. One of them was carrying what
looked to Blake to be a whip, and the other a long rolled
up cord.
"Angie, put the leash on him," Joyce said, and the girl
carrying the cord stepped forward and roughly forced one
end of it around Blake's neck and snapped a clip. It
turned out it was a dog's leash. "Come on we're a little
late," Joyce said and she started to walk back to the
forest. Angie followed causing the collar to jerk Blake
forward and he rushed to keep up with them. The other
girl, Carrie, walked behind him. The collar was tight on
his neck, and as he reached up to stop it from hurting him,
Carrie, immediately hit his fingers with the whip.
"Don't touch it," she said in a rasping tone. "Do it again
and I'll hit that pretty bottom of yours."
Blake called out to Joyce, "Joyce, where are we going? And
why did you put me on a leash? And why is she whipping
me?"
Joyce stopped and came back to face Blake. "I decided to
test your male instincts. I want to see if you can fight
back. From the look at what has happened so far though,
you might be right about you being a girl!"
"But you didn't say anything about doing this to me!"
"What are you going to do about it?" Joyce said.
"Please take this collar off, its choking me. All you said
I had to do was seduce a guy."
Joyce turned to Carrie and said, "she's being real uppity
and its annoying me."
Carrie let out with a tremendous hit across Blake's pantied
bottom causing him to cry out in pain and then start to cry
uncontrollably. Angela then jerked his neck once again and
they continued on their way. Joyce had picked up the pace
as they walked on a trail in the forest to a destination
Blake did not know. If he didn't keep up fast enough with
Angie then the collar strangled his neck and Carrie hit him
hard with the whip. The strokes were painful, like sharp
bites.
After fifteen minutes of hiking, Blake heard voices ahead
and they stopped. Joyce said to Blake: "OK. Here is the
situation. Now you better perform like Pamela. I expect
these guys to all fall for you and all of them to cum in
thirty minutes tops."
"What do you mean cum?"
"Jesus, Pammy, don't you know anything? You've got to make
the guys shoot their wad? Got it?"
"How many guys?" Blake asked in shock. He was expecting
maybe one guy to seduce.
"You'll find out," Joyce said and pushed him on ahead. In
a minute he entered into a clearing. Four boys were
sitting there who got up when they entered.
"Where have you been? We thought you'd never get here."
"We got here, thats all that counts."
"Is that your girl friend?" one of them said pointing to
Blake.
"Duh, who else do you think she is? Phil, Max, John, and
Dave, meet Pamela. Like I said she's real hot."
The guys were physically enormous, and Blake felt like he
was being mentally raped as they hungrily looked him over.
Joyce said, "Pamela, these guys are the front line of the
Madison high school varsity football team." Madison high
was the rival school of their own. Beside everything else
happening that night, it was bizarre to think that Joyce
would be friendly with football players from the enemy
school.
Max said to Joyce, "hey she's really hot looking, Joyce,
are you sure she's going to let us touch her?"
"Just ask her," Joyce said.
Blake sighed, and while giving Joyce a sidelong glance,
walked up to Max and and said, "What's your name?"
Nervously, he said, "Max."
"Max, what a nice manly name to go with such a big strong
guy!" Blake said this like he was pretending to be Marilyn
Monroe. "I'm so flattered that you think I'm pretty, I
can't imagine why you wouldn't think that I'd want to touch
you! In fact, I can't wait to find out what's inside your
pants. I'll bet you've got something in there that would
make all us girls go wild!" Blake looked in Max's eyes and
smiled at him.
Startled, Max said, "oh, oh, sure, Pamela."
Blake turned to the other boys and said, "why don't you all
get closer?" They walked over and gathered in a circle
around Blake. They towered over him, and with their
muscular bulks Blake felt like he was in a cave of flesh.
"Now, I want to give all of you big boys a nice time. I'm
going to start with my big handsome Max here. While I'm
getting a chance to play with him I want all you other boys
to be as affectionate to me as you can."
Turning to the boy next to Max, Blake said, "and who are
you?"
"Phil." Like Max, John and Dave, Phil had the massive
arms, shoulders and legs of a football linemen. Blake's
arms seemed like thin white straws next to their bulging
biceps and triceps.
"Phil, go ahead and give my breasts a little squeeze. I
really want you to!" Phil reached out and cupped his hand
over Blake's bra. "Wow, Pamela, I've never touched a
girl's bra before!" His hand awkwardly grabbed the
underlying breast and squeezed it. Turning to the next
boy, John, Blake directed his hand to touch his bottom
through his pantyhose. He then turned to Dave and reached
up putting his arms around his neck and looked up at him
with his lips puckered. Dave was the handsomest of the
four boys. He had a rugged, swarthy look and sandy colored
hair. He leaned over, put his arms around Blake and
crushed him to his chest and then gave Blake a brief kiss.
Unlike the other boys, he didn't seem to be afraid to be
with a sexy girl.
"Wow, Dave" Blake said coyly and then turned back to Max
and began opening his zipper while Dave put his hands
around Blakes waist and started to edge his fingers down
inside his panties. Blake, crushed between Max and Dave,
felt Dave's probing fingers and realized he better stop him
there. "Oh Dave, I'm sorry, I'm having my period!" Dave
pulled his fingers out and then confined his caressing to
the outside. All the guys seemed to be getting excited and
Blake felt pleased with himself that they were getting
aroused so fast.
With Max's zipper open, Blake reached a hand inside and
felt the hard wall of Max's swelling penis through his
underwear. "Oh my God, what have we here!" he exclaimed,
"Jesus, its just such a huge cock. Oh Max, you're just so
big." He snaked his hand through the opening and into the
underpants, and with a little luck and help from Max, he
was able to get the member out into the night air. "Just
look at this big one. It would make any girl so happy!
Will you like if I sucked it Max? Do you want me to suck
on your big cock?" Blake batted his eyelids at Max, who
shyly looked down and said, "yeah, Pamela, I guess I really
want you to do that. I never had such a pretty girl want
to touch me." Blake smiled a girlish smile at him and
cupped his penis with his left hand and used his right hand
to start undoing Phil's zipper. "I'll be right back to you
Max, let me just do some exploring in Phils pants. I think
there is a bulge of something in there! What could it be?"
Phil kept his hand on Blake's bra and Blake felt his ass
being squeezed hard and slightly pinched so it hurt.
"Dave, you're hurting my bottom, with those pinches!"
Blake said.
Dave looked at him intently. "Sorry, honey."
"I'm going to get to you in just a second. Let me just get
Phil and John started, and then I'll just love to see your
penis also. I'll bet its a big one like Max's."
"You'll find out," Dave said, causing a chill to go up and
down Blake's spine.
Turning quickly back to Max, Blake saw that his cock had
grown very hard while his hand was gently stroking it. "Do
you like that Max? You've gotten so hard, I think your
ready for my mouth. Phil's zipper had opened now and
reaching inside Blake had no trouble finding the large and
swelling organ. He felt Phil put his hand on top of his
and guide him around his underwear to lead his cock out.
It sprang out and then Blake had one hand on Max's cock and
one on Phil's. "Oh, Phil, you're a giant also. God the
two of you together have just the biggest and handsomest
pricks. I can't decide which one I love more!"
"Twenty five minutes," Joyce said, and Blake nearly cried
with fear. He was barely anywhere after five minutes. He
dropped to his knees in front of Max and started sucking on
the penis while still holding onto Phil's. Momentarily
taking Max's member out of his mouth he said to John, "Oh,
John, please come around over here." He indicated a spot
just to Max's right. When John obliged, Blake was then
able to start opening his fly while also sucking on Max and
fondling Phil.
John was so anxious to get touched that he took out his
cock by himself. It was clearly much smaller than either
Phil or Max's, but Blake exclaimed anyway, "Oh, John, what
a pretty penis! Its just so perfect, isn't it?"
Max and Phil snickered at the obvious size difference and
Blake remanded them saying, "you boys be kind to John!
Size isn't everything! How pretty it looks is just as
important to a girl! I think its gorgeous!" He sucked
John's cock vigorously for a few seconds, until Max said,
"c'mon back to me Pamela."
Blake began sucking on Max again while now he fondled John
with his left hand and Phil with his right. John's pants
fell down his leg, and out of the corner of his eye Blake
could see how phenomenally well developed his calves and
thighs were. He used his hand to feel the large tight
muscles and gently squeezed the dangling balls and felt the
surge in John's smallish erect member.
Dave was being left out and Blake was worried that he would
be getting mad. He stopped everything he was doing and
turned back to Dave. "I haven't forgotten about you, big
boy!"
Joyce called out, "twenty minutes" and Blake attacked
Dave's zipper with two hands. He got it open and was
trying to reach in when Dave said, "you won't get it out
that way."
Blake had no idea what Dave was talking about. Dave
reached down and pushed Blake away and then undid his belt
and top button. "Pull down my pants and you'll find out."
Somewhat afraid as to what he might find, Blake began
pulling on Dave's pants. They fit tightly on his thick
muscular legs and he had to struggle to get them to slide
down. He was completely unprepared for what he saw when
they finally gave way. Standing in just his white
underwear, it was clear that something of truly legendary
size lay within them. An immense bulge was visible and
Blake felt an explosion of fear and excitement. "Holy cow,
Dave" he said in a small quiet voice and gulped. Dave
pulled open the elastic of his underpants and pulled them
down over his huge muscled thighs. Staring Blake in the
face now was a colossal penis, fully twice as big as Phil
or Max's. "Oh, my god Dave, it can't be real, can it?" he
said imploringly. He couldn't imagine how he would ever
get such a huge penis to cum in the few minutes remaining.
He didn't see how he could ever get such a penis to cum
even if he had all day!
He reached forward and touched it and it slowly sprang up
into an incomprehensibly large erection. It reached out
and out and up and up as he stroked its underside. The
glans was a large glowing red orb in the moonlight. Blake
licked it and felt the reflex in Dave. Max and Phil were
getting frustrated and Blake could feel them moving in
closer to rub their penises on his back. Max said, "hey
c'mon Pamela, you're teasing me. Get your face back here."
"I'm sorry Max," Blake said, and reached back with his hand
to hold Max's cock.
"Suck me off, then you can go back to that big freak,"
obviously Max wasn't a fan of Dave's huge organ.
"Do you mind, Dave, if I take care of the others first. I
promise I'll make the wait worthwhile."
"Just hurry up," he said.
Blake now devoted his full attention to Max. He sucked
vigorously on the organ and used his hands to caress his
balls and thighs. While he was doing this, Phil and John
pressed in close from either side so their cocks were just
inches from his face, waiting their turn. Dave moved up
from behind and plopped his huge penis over Blakes
shoulder. It felt like a hot iron weight pressing down on
him. As excited as Blake felt while Max got closer and
closer to cuming, the thought of what lay ahead of him,
that he would have to deal with Dave's massive prick, i.e.
find some way to coax it to cuming, gave him a strange
excited feeling like none he had ever experienced before.
In his heart of hearts he was happy that he would have this
to look forward to in a few minutes. It was a test of his
womanhood and his female cunning and he so much wanted to
treat Dave's cock with the respect it deserved.
Because Max was young and inexperienced, Blake was able to
bring him to a climax by the time Joyce called out,
"fifteen minutes." It was just a matter of sucking it hard
and using his tongue to lick around the lower part of the
glans. Max ejaculated a torrent of hot semen into Blakes
mouth which he immediately swallowed like he had done with
Mr. Morris. Max's many cries and groans as he came echoed
through the forest, gave Blake a wonderful feeling of power
and importance. It was nice being a girl, just to have the
excitement of watching men hunger for him and be able to
gratify their needs. Someday, I'll have even bigger
breasts, maybe even real ones and when I wear a bra they'll
be so big and prominent, men will be driven crazy by them.
It was the most incredible feeling of pride to be feeling a
man cum so explosively because of his carefully placed
touches.
While Max staggered away to lie down and rest, Blake
grabbed onto John and Phil's penises and pulled them gently
close to him. He began earnestly sucking on Phil's cock
while holding onto John's. He slid his mouth out and back
over the long shaft being careful to give extra attention
to the glans and the soft skin just below it on the bottom.
Phil said, "Jesus Pamela, you're good!" and than began to
moan softly.
Joyce called out, "ten minutes, Pamela," and Blake freaked
out thinking that all this work would be in vain if he
couldn't satisfy her conditions. He started sucking
frantically and worked his hand hard over Phil's thighs and
rear end. Phil seemed to be enjoying it so much he was
trying to extend the time. Finally, in desperation, Blake
told Phil to sit down and Blake got down on all fours in
front of him. He pulled his pantyhose and panties down off
his bottom and turned to John and said, "honey could you
fuck my rear please? I'm having my period now, but my rear
is just as nice. Will you?" His voice was almost begging.
Since John's cock was so small, it seemed like a reasonable
thing to have him enter this way.
John was surprised by the request, but didn't object. He
got down behind Blake, and coaxed his erect penis into
Blake's bottom. Meanwhile Blake resumed sucking on Phil's
cock. The three of them struck up a rhythm with John
thrusting hard into Blake causing Blake to deeply swallow
Phil's engorged member. Again and again they performed
this intimate connection until Phil could no longer resist
the temptation to cum, and cum he did in massive spurts
deep up Blake's throat. John for his part could not
contain himself either and the pent up excitement caused
him to cum hard up Blakes rear in a quick set of jerking
motions. Wasting no time, Blake disengaged himself from
the two exhausted men and turned to face the greatest
challenge of all.
Dave had been watching the entire scene along with Joyce,
Max, and the two younger girls. It was evident that it had
aroused him, and Blake could see that the girls were also
excited as each of them had a hand down their panties and
were vigorously stroking or fingering themselves. Perhaps,
this should have given Blake an inkling as to what was
going to come later, but he was anxious to get down to work
with Dave. Joyce hadn't yet said 5 minutes so it seemed
like he had a real chance at making it in time. He was
tired and his mouth was a bit sore. His rear end was wet
inside his panties and he could still taste Phil's cum in
his mouth. As sexy as he could be, he went up to Dave and
said, "now I'm going to make you feel better than you've
ever felt before. I've saved the best for last."
Dave took off shirt so he was standing there naked. It was
an awesome sight to behold, the almost poetic collection of
well chiseled muscles on his massive frame and a phenomenal
penis arching out in mythic proportions from his loins.
Blake felt like a small pale bird approaching a Greek
temple. He kneeled in front of the God-like phallus as if
to worship it. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and
tried to get the end of the penis inside. To his relief it
just fit and he was able to make a respectable contact with
it. As his tongue darted up to tickle it, it solidified
and nearly raised Blake off the ground. The feeling of
submission to this cock was so intense, that Blake almost
fainted from excitement. Using both hands, he encircled
the mighty shaft so his thumbs were touching on its top and
his other fingers on the bottom side, and began to stroke
it. The long organ vibrated in response to his fondling
and got even longer if that were possible. The top of the
penis took over all of Blake's feelings as he rode it up
and back an inch or two in his mouth. His jaw muscles had
become numb and his brain was in a stupor. As the precum
leaked steadily into his throat it acted like an opiate and
he lost all track of time and forgot about Joyce and the
other men and everything. His world floated around the end
of Dave's penis. At one point he moved a hand to explore
the huge balls accompanying the phallus and they were
bouncing around like softballs to Dave's steady movements.
Dimly he was aware that the pace was quickening and then he
felt the first spurt of cum. Luckily he had the sense to
pull the penis out of his mouth for he would have surely
drowned in the ensuing flood. Dave grabbed his cock and
guided the Amazon river of cum at Blake. It landed all
over his head and ran down his shoulders and onto his bra
and then into his pantyhose. When Dave was finally done,
Blake fell over onto the grass in relief. Like a woman who
has come a dozen times, he felt spent. Though soaking wet
and aching he felt wondrously feminine and he dreamed of
the day when he would be able to be a girl all the time.
Dave got up and got dressed silently. He turned to Joyce
and said, "when am I gonna see her again?"
"Hey don't you want to see me?" Joyce said, "I've done you
better than Pamela."
"But she's a lot prettier and I like a pretty girl touching
my cock." Dave laughed and then said, "you have her back
here next week. She's going to turn out real good after
I'm done training her."
With that, Dave and the other guys left the clearing into
the forest.
No sooner were they gone than Joyce said, "prettier than
me! A fucking sissy boy is prettier than I am!"
"Joyce, I'm sorry he said that. I think you are very
pretty." Blake was terrified by the tone of Joyce's voice.
She was silent and Blake said timidly, "I did pass your
test didn't I?"
"No," she said sharply. "It took 35 minutes. You spent
over ten minutes on Dave."
"After all that, and you're still going to tell my
parents!" Blake was hysterical. He was so tired and dirty
and on top of that it was all in vain.
"I don't know when I'll tell them, but until I do, me and
the girls are going to make you into our personal dildo.
Got it?"
"What do you mean?"
Joyce signaled Angie to fasten the collar back around
Blakes neck. "Now your gonna make us feel good. Carrie
whipped Blake on his rear end and Angie pulled him toward a
spot in front of Joyce. She spread her legs apart and
said, "go eat me out." Blake couldn't believe that this
night was still not over, and he hesitated causing Carrie
to whip him again. He then found the energy to put his
face up against Joyce's vagina and start licking it. He
had never done this before and he tried to rely on instinct
to guide him towards the clitoris. He didn't have to
worry, however, since Joyce grabbed his head and forced his
mouth to find the desired target.
Joyce was very wet from her excitement at seeing Blake
service the four guys, and Blake noted the slightly sweet
taste of her vaginal juices, as his tongue caressed her
opening. He licked around the vagina and then delicately
over the small bump of her clitoris. Periodically, he
slipped his tongue in and out of her vagina causing her to
moan, "very good, Pamela, keep it up." As Joyce got
increasingly excited she wrapped her large legs around his
head and began squeezing tightly, forcing her vagina into
his face. He could feel the hardness of her muscles
pulling against his cheek bones. It was becoming painful
and he even worried that she might break a bone in his
face, as she flexed her thighs harder and harder. His
tongue and jaw were aching with the exertion and he didn't
know how much longer he could last. Luckily, as he tired,
Joyce began moving her hips back and forth vigorously,
using his face to masturbate against. Over and over across
his mouth and nose and chin she rubbed her swollen pussy,
at an ever accelerating pace until finally she came with a
piercing shriek of ecstasy.
No sooner had Joyce climaxed, then Angie and Carrie started
shouting, "she's ours now, she's our now!" They yanked on
his leash causing him to be pulled back roughly away from
Joyce's legs. Angie whipped him several times getting him
to lie down on the ground on his back. The two younger
girls took off their jeans and panties and pulled off their
blouses so they were just wearing their bras.
"I'm going to get her first!" Angie cried and she squatted
down over Blake's head so her little bare pussy was against
his mouth. She had barely any pubic hair and her mons just
pushed out slightly from between her legs. She was facing
Carrie who stood with one foot between Blake's legs very
close to his crotch. Angie rubbed her vagina against
Blake's mouth, who was so weary that he didn't try and lick
her. Angrily, Angie said, "Carrie, she's not doing
anything!" Immediately, Carrie used her foot to kick Blake
in the balls, causing him to scream in pain and start to
cry. When he tried to protect his crotch with his hands,
Carrie whipped his arms so he put them back. He then began
licking on Angie's small opening as hard as he could while
he wept.
After a few minutes Angie started getting excited, but then
she suddenly stood up and said, "oh darn, I've got to pee."
"So do I," Carrie said, and laughing, the two girls
squatted down over Blakes legs and within a second they
were both peeing on him. He could feel the hot liquid
drenching his pantyhose and then saw Carrie get up to
position herself over his stomach and then resume peeing.
It flowed down his side onto the ground as did his tears of
exhaustion. When she was done, Angie resumed sitting over
Blake's face and he began licking her again. A slight odor
of pee was now evident around her cunt and he could not
stop himself from crying even harder. But even though he
sniffled he continued to work Angie's clitoris and vagina
so he wouldn't get hurt again. It didn't take her long to
cum and then Carrie took her place. Her pussy was slightly
more developed than Angie's but still only had a slight
covering of blonde pubic hair. Luckily for Blake, she came
almost immediately.
While the two girls quickly got dressed, Blake lay on the
ground afraid to move while he sobbed gently. Carrie came
over to him and Blake flinched thinking she was going to
hit him again, but instead she just reached to take the
collar off him. Joyce then said, "you can go home, now
Pamela. You passed the test. I won't tell your mom or
dad. But I may want you to meet us again some nights.
I'll let you know at school." With that, she and the girls
left down the path out of the clearing. Too surprised and
confused to fully appreciate what she had said, Blake got
up and walked slowly behind them back toward his house. He
could feel the pee in his wet pantyhose, and the wetness in
his own panties, and the stickiness from the four boys and
the girls on his face and body. He would have to wash off
with the garden hose before going inside he told himself as
he continued to walk through the forest.
End of Chapter 11.
Author's note: please don't despair about Blake.
Admittedly this was a tough time for him, but things are
about to get a lot better. Stay tuned.
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