Lannie 1


Susan was never quite certain when it started, when the feelings
began to change inside her, when they began to take on the taint of
lust and heat and sexual desire. It happened sometime after her
adolescence, not her own, but her daughter's.
     Susan remember her own adolescence all too well. She
remembered her budding breasts being licked and sucked and fondled
by all too many boys, remembered her cherry being popped,
remembered the many sexual encounters afterwards, the drunken gang-
bangs, the hot, sweaty jousts in the back seats of cars, the guilt
and misery the morning after.
     She remembered it all too well. She was gay, but hadn't known
it then. She'd come from a cold family that seldom, if ever showed
her any love or affection, and she had turned to others for that
affection, to boys, mainly, because that was the acceptable outlet
then.
     She had found her sexual experiences unfulfilling. She liked
the closeness, the kissing and licking and hugging, but didn't like
the lust and excitement that drove the boys into using her so hard,
so fast, and hated their loud tails afterwards.
     She well deserved the title of slut they all awarded her, and
it surprised no one that she became pregnant in her freshman year
in high school. It surprised her even less that when her parents
found out she was severely beaten, stripped naked, then thrown out
the door into the snow.
     She'd spent the next several years in foster homes bringing up
Lannie, her daughter, treating her with all the affection and love
she herself had never received.
     The counsellors had given her strength she hadn't believed she
had, and one in particular, had cleared up much of the confusion in
her life. That was Karen. Karen was a lesbian, and she had
recognized Susan's problem.
     One night, while Lannie slept nearby, she had taken Susan on
the sofa in her office, stripping her body and soul naked and
bringing her to the first orgasm of her life.
     Several times a week Susan and Karen would meet and they would
give pleasure to each other with their fingers and tongues and lips
and bodies. Susan had been astonished at the things Karen did to
her, but had loved every minute of it.
     With Karen she had found that love and pleasure that had long
evaded her. She had had relationships since then, many of them, but
none had been as wonderful as that first one with Karen.
     Karen had taught her a lot about live, too, and about
strength. It was because of Karen that she'd finished high school
and gone on to college. It was because of Karen that she was a
successful businesswoman now, instead of being a welfare mother.
     And perhaps that was one of the reasons why she had developed
this...this terrible desire that she could not shake, one of the
reasons why she continued to argue to herself about the pros and
cons, about what would be or wouldn't be good for Lannie.
     Lannie reminded her of Karen, in her looks, her impudence
towards others, her high spirits, her good natured humour and
practical jokes, and of course, in the love she showed Susan.
     Like Karen, Lannie was a slender athletic girl, her body long
and willowy, yet rounded and feminine. Her breasts were high and
round and full, with tiny pink nipples. Her waist was tiny, her
hips round, her buttocks like an apple.
     She had shining chestnut hair, kept long and straight, and,
like Karen, habitually tied back in a loose pony tail. Her face was
firm, strong, yet softened by wide, deep green eyes and a small
mouth. Her lips were full and pouty, her nose aristocratic.
     There had never been much in the way of secrets between her
and Lannie, and Lannie knew full well her mother's sexual
orientation, and, of course, accepted it as any loving child would.
     But there was one secret, and that was the secret of the
desires that had been building inside Susan since her precious,
sweet little girl had begun to change, to grow into a beautiful
high spirited young woman.
     Living together, just the two of them, there had been little
need of discretion about nudity, and each had seen each other naked
many times, thinking nothing of it.
     They lived together in a two bedroom apartment in the suburbs,
on the top floor of a fifteen story building. Since their apartment
faced west the afternoon sun would stream through the large, floor
to ceiling windows in the living room, and also through the french
doors that led out onto the balcony.
     The balcony could best be described as an open topped box. It
had steel and wood rails on three sides. These were waist high in
front, shoulder high on either side.
     One afternoon Susan had come home early from work and had
caught sight of Lannie out on the balcony. Lannie was naked, which
surprised Susan only a little. Nude sunbathing was the in thing
these days, after all, and there was sufficient privacy out there,
providing Lannie didn't stand up and go to the front railing.
     Even then there were no other buildings close by on this side,
and it was unlikely anyone would see her from below.
     So there was nothing particularly astonishing about Lannie
sunbathing in the nude. In fact, Susan gave a thought to joining
her out there and working on her own tan. She knew Lannie would not
be bothered by her mother seeing her nude, any more than she would
be if Susan went out nude herself.
     But then as she approached the french doors she heard
something she'd never heard before, and as she took in the full
sight of Lannie's body she halted in her steps.
     Lannie was laying on her back on a lounger. Her teenage body
was glistening in the sunlight, coated in slippery suntan oil. Her
long legs were draped across the arms of the lounger, and her head
was back, eyes closed. She grunted softly and moaned low in her
throat as her hands moved over her body.
     Susan swallowed nervously as she saw Lannie stroke her
gleaming breasts, saw her hands caressing the soft flesh, then roll
the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Then she watched as
Lannie's hand slid down between her splayed thighs and she stroked
her fingers up and down her slit.
     Despite the girl's age, despite the fact that she was not only
older than Susan had been when she'd begun to have sex with boys,
but older than Susan had been when she'd gotten pregnant, this
undeniable reality that her daughter, her sweet little girl, was in
fact, a sexual creature now, hit her hard.
     She had simply never considered Lannie and sex. Which was
stupid, she told herself then, idiotic. She had never even spoken
to the girl about sex, figuring she'd get it in school.
     So shocked was she that she did not immediately turn and leave
the girl in privacy, but stared, rotted to the floor as Lannie
began to wriggle her fingers down into her pussy, began to pump
them in and out, and began to hump slowly against her fingers.
     Her head rolled and she moaned in pleasure as she squeezed her
breasts with one hand and pumped her pussy with the other. It
was...it was to Susan, and incredibly erotic sight.
     Perhaps it was because Lannie wore dark sunglasses, thus,
partially concealing her face, her identity. Her skin glistened as
she writhed in soft sexual pleasure. Her breasts pushed out hard
and swollen each time she pulled her head back and arched her back.
Her fingers pumped steadily in her lightly furred slit, as her
thumb stroked firmly across her clitoris.
     Catching herself, at last, Susan had retreated, left the
apartment, gone downstairs to the car and driven to the corner
store. There, she had phoned home and told Lannie she was coming
home, asking if there were anything Lannie wanted her to pick up on
the way.
     When she'd gotten home Lannie had been in the shower.
     Since then, however, Susan had not been able to shake the
image of Lannie as a sexually desirable woman. Lannie, knowing
nothing of the torment wracking her mother, continued to act and
dress as she always had. That meant wearing little more than her
underwear sometimes, or even walking naked from the shower to her
room, or out to the kitchen to get a snack.
     And despite the coldly, logical knowledge that it was not
right, the sexual hunger inside began to influence her own
thinking, her own behaviour. She fought it, but it continued to
grow.
     She masturbated at night, thinking about herself and Lannie,
legs intertwined, breasts rolling together, kissing and caressing
each other. 
     She convinced herself that Lannie needed someone mature to
show her the reality about sex, to instruct her on what was and
wasn't good. She needed someone to show her the pleasures of her
own body before some fumble fingered, lust crazed boy fucked her
and convinced her that sex was boring and cold and not at all
pleasurable.
     What did boys know or care about giving girls pleasure? None
of the boys that had fucked Susan had ever taken much time or
effort. All they'd been interested in was satisfying their own
animal lust.
     She began to appear naked around Lannie more than she had
before, and positioned her body in the most favourable, erotic
ways, all very casually. One night she bought sexy, lacy, lingerie,
then modelled it for Lannie.
     Lannie was a bit embarrassed at that, as any teenager would be
at being confronted with the fact that her mother was sexually
active. Noticing this, Susan had talked to her, and they had had
their first full, frank discussion about sex and sexuality.
     Susan had imparted her wisdom abut sex, which was that it was
a wonderful, pleasurable experience providing both partners cared
enough about each other to ensure the other's pleasure. She had
warned Lannie that most boys her age knew little about what would
pleasure a woman.
     Then she had, despite some embarrassment on both sides, told
Lannie how women could be pleasured, so she could someday,
hopefully a long day away, be able to tell if the boy...man, she
was with knew what he was doing.
     Lannie had soon lost her embarrassment as she had listened,
with wide eyes, to her mother explain about sexual technique.
Lannie had explained how the breasts should be treated, how
cunnilingus was performed, and how also to perform fellatio.
     Certainly she'd sucked enough cocks when younger to be able to
instruct in that.
     She'd warned her daughter that boys were blabbermouths, and
that she should never allow herself to be forced into doing
anything she didn't want.
     Lannie had gotten aroused at the talk. Susan could tell from
her flushed face, and the way her nipples pushed out erect against
her thin shirt. But Susan had made no attempt at seduction.
     Then, a week or so later, she'd come home early on a sunny
day, hoping to catch Lannie again. As she'd hoped, Lannie was out
on the balcony nude. She was not, however masturbating. She lay on
the floor of the balcony, on a towel.
     "Hi," Susan said, going to the french doors.
     "Hi, mom," Lannie said, smiling up at her.
     "You sure look comfortable. I think I'll join you."
     "It's gorgeous out," Lannie nodded.
     Shaking a little, and still arguing in her mind, Susan had
gone to her room and stripped. She'd gotten a towel and glass of
water, then gone back out to the living room, then stepped out onto
the balcony.
     The balcony was narrow, and the waist high rail blocked the
sun from most of it. There was only one long, narrow patch of
sunlight to lie in. Susan needed no excuse then, to set her towel
down right beside Lannie's, and to sit down inches from her
daughter.
     She picked up the bottle of suntan oil Lannie was using. It
was her own oil, since Lannie always borrowed it. It was also
edible oil. She'd bought edible oil with someone other than Lannie
in mind, but right now it would, she hoped, come in very handy.
     She oiled her breasts and chest, and legs and groin, then,
laying down quickly to hide her erect nipples, asked Lannie to oil
her back. Naturally she complied.
     They lay together in comfortable silence for a while,
comfortable for Lannie, anyway. Susan was gripped by turmoil and
lust.
     Lannie turned on her stomach, totally unaware, as she read a
fashion magazine, of her mother's eyes gazing appreciatively at her
firm round buttocks. And when she'd commented on something in the
magazine, and Susan had eased over, and her naked breast had
pressed down firmly on Lannie's shoulder, she'd thought nothing of
it.
     "Lannie? Can I ask you something personal?"
"Sure, mom," she shrugged, not taking her eyes off her magazine.
     "You know we were talking about sex last week."
     "So?"
     "You know...something about when I was a girl."
     "That you slept around?"
     "Sort of."
     "So?"
     "Well, I was wondering about you. We didn't get into what
you...about whether you were sexually active when we talked last
week. I know it's not really my business but..."
     "Well, uhm...I...maybe a little," Lannie said uncomfortably.
     "Are you a virgin?"
     "Yeah," Lannie sighed. "I've been...kind of afraid to try sex,
I mean, intercourse."
     "Why?"
     "Well, it's supposed to hurt, for one thing."
     "You remember what I told you..."
     "Yeah, I know, that it hurt because the boys are too stupid to
take things slow. It makes a lot of sense."
     "How far have you gone?"
     Lannie wasn't really embarrassed at this conversation. After
all, she and her mother were so close in age that they often acted
more like sisters than mother and daughter. A lot of people who saw
them together thought they WERE sisters. They looked very similar.
They had the same features, were about the same height, had the
same builds, and the same hair color. The major difference was that
Susan had short hair.
     "I've...given blow jobs," Lannie confessed, her face reddening
just a bit.
     "And hand jobs?"
     "Yeah," Lannie said, making a face. 
Susan chuckled a little. "I always hated giving hand jobs. They
were so messy. You never knew where the stuff was going to land."
     "Yeah," Lannie laughed.
     "Has any guy eaten you out yet?"
Lannie was surprised at the common language, but not offended or
particularly embarrassed at it.
     "Not really," she sighed. "Guys think it's unmanly or
something."
     "The next time one of them wants a blow job, you tell them he
has to eat your pussy first," Susan said. "Believe me, guys will do
almost anything for sex."
     "They probably wouldn't do it right anyway."
     "Well, that's why I told you how it was done. You can show
them how to do it. Every woman they date will thank you."
     Susan then described an episode in her own girlhood when she'd
sucked two boys off at the same time. Lannie listened in wide-eyed
amazement as Susan talked about having two erect cocks in her mouth
at the same time.
     "God!" was her only comment as she listened.
     From there it seemed only natural to talk about eating pussy.
Susan told her about Karen, about that first time together when
Karen had helped her explore her own body, had masturbated her to
orgasms, then eaten her out, nearly driving her wild with passion
and pleasure.
     She was not sure what Lannie thought of the story, though she
listened attentively. She would have been pleased had she known how
excited Lannie was becoming at the sexual tales. She would have
been even happier if she knew that Lannie was thinking that she
really should, if the opportunity presented itself, experiment a
little with a girl herself.
     "You need some more oil," Susan noted.
     "Oh? Yeah, I guess," Lannie said. "This stuff you buy dries
out too quickly, you know."
     "It's because it's vegetable based. That means it doesn't
stain, though." She didn't add that it was also edible.
     She picked up the bottle and poured some on Lannie's back,
getting to her knees beside the girl and working her fingers slowly
into the teenager's soft, warm flesh. She continued to talk about
herself and Karen, speaking softly and quietly about the various
sexual episodes they had undergone.
     Lannie listened raptly.
     Susan ran her hands up and down Lannie's shoulders and upper
back, then down to her lower back. She oiled up the sides of her
chest and waist, occasionally brushing the tips of her fingers
against the sides of her daughter's breasts.
     She worked her hands lower, and, very casually, picked up the
squeeze bottle. She pointed it at the crack between Lannie's
buttocks and let a soft stream of oil hit there, then watched it
trickle down the crack and between the soft, pouting pussy lips
below.
     She ran her hands over the top of Lannie's buttocks as she
continued to speak low and hypnotically about a time she and Karen
had made love at a secluded beach. She felt Lannie's body stiffen
as her hands gently kneaded her buttocks, but the girl made no
attempt to halt her.
     She worked over her buttocks, then oiled her legs, softly
pulling her legs apart to caress and oil the insides of her thighs.
She had stopped talking, but Lannie didn't say anything.
     Her hands stroked gently on Lannie's thighs, just below her
pussy, then up along her buttocks again, up her spine and over her
back. She felt Lannie's heart pounding inside her, and knew the
girl was not unaware of the sexual possibilities, the sexual
tension that existed between them.
     She ran her hand down her daughter's back, straight down her
spine to her tailbone, down between her buttocks, and curling over
to her left thigh just below her pussy mound. Her thumb slid across
her pussy ever so lightly, and Lannie gasped softly.
     Susan's heart was in her throat and her own heart was pounding
madly. Her pussy was drooling and boiling with heat as she stroked
her hands over Lannie's body.
     Unable to resist any more, she slid her hand down Lannie's ass
crack and then directly over her pussy mound. She rubbed the flat
of her hand up and down the girl's cunt mound, stroking with more
and more pressure as Lannie trembled lightly.
     "Does that feel good?" she asked in a low, gravelly voice.
"Y...y...yes," Lannie whispered.
Susan's heart rejoiced and she continued to rub up and down
Lannie's cunt mound. She pressed harder with her middle fingers,
letting them sink slowly in between her daughter's pussy lips and
ride along her glistening pink flesh.
     Lannie moaned weakly, and Susan found her pussy hole and slid
two fingers in to the knuckles. She pumped them in and out as
Lannie began to twitch and jerk below her. She pulled her fingers
out and found the girl's clitoris, hard and steaming.
     She thrust her thumb into Lannie's cunt tunnel and then
squeezed her clitty between her fingers and thumb. She rubbed and
rolled it between them as Lannie's breathing became louder and
harsher, more ragged and excited.
     Lannie was soon panting and moaning as the pleasure inside her
mounted to the boiling point. Her arms were folded below her, and
her face was buried in them. But her legs were wide, wide apart as
Susan carefully, and expertly rubbed and rolled her hot little
clitty.
     "Uuuuuuuuuuuuunngggghhhhhhhh!" Lannie groaned, her body
getting stiff and taut, then vibrating like a plucked piano wire.
     Susan rubbed her pussy harshly as the girl came, knowing well
how to increase the force and length of a girl's orgasm. She felt
a great surge of love and pleasure and pride as she made her
daughter climax, as she watched her body shaking and heard her
moans of pleasure.
     Then Lannie went limp and she softened her movements. She
pulled her hands away, then gently rolled the girl over onto her
back. Lannie looked up at her with a mixture of embarrassment and
desire. Susan smiled reassuringly.
     She slid her hands up and down Lannie's thighs, then shifted
between her legs. She gripped her daughter's legs and lifted them,
pulling them wide open, then setting them down again. Lannie
swallowed nervously as she watched.
     Susan slid forward over Lannie's body, not touching her at
first. She was on her knees, her elbows on the towel on either side
of Lannie's waist. She smiled seductively at the wide-eyed
teenager, then gazed down at her long, erect nipples.
     She eased herself lower, her hands stroking the sides of
Lannie's breasts, pushing them inwards, mashing the flesh together.
She bent and let her tongue flick over her right nipple, then
closed her lips over it and sucked gently.
     She sucked the nipple and surrounding flesh into her mouth and
worked it over with her tongue and lips as she sucked. Her hands
kneaded the girl's breast meat as she carefully manipulated the
hard little nipple in her mouth, rolling it and gnawing lightly
with her teeth, blowing, then sucking, then wriggling her tongue
over it.
     She shifted to her other nipple, and worked that over too,
pinching and rubbing and rolling it, spending long minutes making
love to Lannie's breasts and nipples until Lannie started panting
and moaning again, her head flat, eyes staring up at the sky above.
     Susan allowed her won full, slick breasts to press firmly
against Lannie's belly, then rubbed them up and down firmly as she
sucked on Lannie's nipples. She slowly trailed her tongue down off
the hard, sparkling breasts, twisting across the girl's belly.
     She circled her belly button several times, then eased down
towards her pussy. Her hands slid down Lannie's flanks, stroking
and caressing, then as Susan's tongue entered Lannie's tangle of
pubic hair, she saw the girl's head draw back under her as her back
arched.
     Susan jammed her hand into the girl's crotch and rubbed
Lannie's pussy furiously s the teenager grunted helplessly and
bucked her hips upwards in the midst of an orgasmic storm.
     "Oh! Oh God! Ohhh! Ungh! UuuuunngghhHH!" Lannie gasped in a
choked voice. Her arms jerked straight up above her and she heaved
her chest up, thrusting her breasts out.
     Susan stared in wide-eyed delight at the gloriously erotic
sight. She sawed her fingers across Lannie's clit as the girl came,
revelling in the pleasure her daughter was feeling.
     Then Lannie went limp again, chest heaving, mouth slack, eyes
closed.


Lannie 2


     Susan smiled, and slid her tongue back up Lannie's body,
crawling up as well, letting her own breasts slide along her
daughter's abdomen, then over her belly, then, up over her chest.
     She knelt over the girl, pressing her breasts against
Lannie's, rubbing them back and forth, then from side to side,
making the soft, malleable tit flesh roll and mash down on Lannie's
own soft orbs.
     She slid down again, grasping Lannie's tits in her hands and
squeezing them upwards as she attacked them with more passion. She
opened her mouth wide and clamped it down on one big chunk of tit
meat, sucking it into her mouth along with the nipple it
surrounded. She chewed and sucked and gnawed on it as Lannie moaned
and writhed below her.
     "OOhhhhhhh! Moooooooom," she groaned, pushing feebly at
Susan's face. "Nooo," she panted. Her breasts were so hot, so hard,
she was afraid they were going to explode. Her nipples were already
stinging like glass shards were embedded in them, burning like live
coals were atop them. She'd never imagined her breasts could be so
hard, so swollen, the flesh so taut across them.
     Her breasts bubbled and boiled, sending hot, flashing lust
through her chest, making her gasp and cough as it surrounded her
lungs and choked off her breath.
     But Susan ignored her, mashing the fat breasts together,
plumping them up and out, biting and chewing on first one, then the
other, fingers digging deep furrows in the soft, white skin.
     Susan settled over her daughter, hot flesh laying down on hot
flesh. She rubbed and ground her body against Lannie, rolling her
breasts below her into Lannie's lower chest and upper belly. She
slid her right leg over and between Lannie's thighs, rubbing it up
and down against the girl's exposed cunt slid.
     Lannie was soon breathing in harsh, ragged gasps again,
moaning and groaning as she rolled her head in sexual torpor.
     Susan slid down the girl's body until she was sitting on her
heels between her thighs. She was bent over so that her breasts
were crushed into her own thighs as she gazed at her daughter's
cunt opening.
     She caressed the girl's trembling thighs, then slid her thumbs
into the soft, tight pussy cleft and gently peeled her open. She
pulled wider and wider, opening her up like a flower, displaying
the gleaming pink flesh inside, the hard little hooded clit, and
the soft, round, dark little hole that led up into Lannie's belly.
     She licked her lips in hunger, then leaned in and let her
tongue slid up and down the pink flesh.
     Karen had taught her one trick she hadn't yet mentioned to
Lannie. She had taught her how to exercise her tongue so that she
could push it out further and further. Susan could touch the tip of
her nose with her tongue, but that wasn't what she had used the
ability for over the years.
     She showed Lannie now, pressing her tongue against the
teenager's hole and wriggling it down into the spasming little
opening. She twisted and twined it in her daughter's fuck hole,
scooping out hot, tasty fuck honey, the warm cunt milk that her
daughter was exuding in such delicious amounts.
     She pumped her tongue up and down in Lannie's cunt as the girl
moaned and humped up against her. She felt Lannie's hands on her
head, pushing down instinctively. She smiled inwardly, then pumped
her tongue faster. She pulled it out then slid it up over Lannie's
clit.
     Lannie gasped in shocked pleasure as her mother's tongue
slithered up and down across her clit. She felt her fingers
exposing the hot little fuck button, then felt her lips close
around it and suck. Her tongue continued to wriggle eagerly across
the hot button as her mother sucked.
     Lannie felt her heaving body began to burn upwards again
towards another orgasm. She panted for breath, hands jerking down
beside her waist, curling into tight fists as she stared upwards.
     Then a towering wave of sexual pleasure roared over her and
drowned her in it's deep, all encompassing ecstasy. She cried out
in glorious pleasure, her back arching, her ass bouncing on the
floor of the balcony as her cunt blasted a deep, steaming froth of
boiling sexual heat up into her guts.
     In the midst of it she felt herself pierced, felt her mother's
oily fingers thrust up into her pussy, one, then two, then three,
pumping savagely s she bounced and jerked and shook in the grip of
the massive sexual storm. She cried out again, shuddering and
trembling as another powerful blast wave of pleasure rocked her.
     Then she groaned in exhaustion as she sank back down out of
the climax.
     Susan smiled and slid up Lannie's body, her own flesh
caressing the soft oiled girlflesh below. She pressed her breasts
against Lannie's and stared down into the girl's face. Lannie
looked up wearily, and Susan smiled.
     She slid a hand below the teen's head and lifted it up, then
kissed her, not as a mother, but as a lover. Her lips slid softly
over Lannie's as her tongue probed against her lips. She slid her
tongue inside the girl's mouth and mashed her lips down.
     Lannie responded instinctively, and their lips caressed each
other in a soft, warm, loving embrace. Susan stroked her daughter's
body, letting her hands move softly, lightly. She slid her hand
around her daughter's body, then rolled back, pulling Lannie with
her.
     Lannie found herself laying atop her mother's body, looking
down into her mother's face. She gulped anxiously as she realized
what was expected of her. Yet she also felt excitement at the
challenge, at the eroticism of the act.
     She was still breathing heavily, but now she moved her own
hands onto her mother's body for the first time, at least
consciously. She gazed down at Susan's breast as her hand closed
over it, watching the flesh bulge upwards as she squeezed.
     She'd never touched another's breasts, and was intrigued as
she worked her fingers into the soft meat. She bent and licked over
the nipple. It was much bigger than her own, which she found
fascinating. She sucked on it, trying to copy what her mother had
done to her own pink nipples.
     She squeezed both her mother's breasts as she licked and
sucked on first one, then the other. She pinched them teasingly,
then pulled them upwards, only to let them fall back. She chewed
softly, her teeth gnawing at the sensitive flesh as her tongue
lapped hungrily.
     But Susan was too hot to just lay there through a long tongue
bath. Licking and sucking her daughter to orgasms had excited her
to a fever pitch, and she needed much more. She gripped Lannie's
hand and shoved it desperately down between her legs, rubbing at
her cunt.
     "Oh!" she gasped. "Oh yes!" Oh, honey! Ohhh!"
     Lannie rubbed at her mother's cunt pad as she watched and felt
her mother jerk and shake. She knew she was approaching orgasm, and
looked at her, entranced, as Susan began to jerk and shake and moan
in passionate release.
     Lannie rubbed inexpertly at her mother's slit, stroking her
fingers hard over the cunt slit, over her clitty, rubbing her,
masturbating her, as she did herself. Her mother's body jerked and
heaved upwards against her as Lannie rubbed her clit, then went
still.
     "Did you come?" she asked excitedly.
     "OOhhhhhh," Susan moaned, letting her hands caress her
daughter's head and face.
     Lannie slid lower, excited again herself. She tongued at her
mother's belly button, then eased lower, gazing directly into her
mother's slit, into the opening she herself had emerged from. She
pried her mother's cunt lips open and licked her lips nervously as
she stared at the revealed flesh.
     Then she began to lick her tongue up and down the pink flesh,
lapping excitedly at the clitty, sucking and kissing it. She felt
a hot stab of lust as she slid a finger into her mother's cunt
tunnel and felt it squeezing hotly down on the digit. She slid in
another, pumping them in and out as she licked at the clitty.
     She heard her mother groan and whine and whimper in pleasure,
then felt her ass starting to grind into the balcony. Susan began
to buck up against her and Lannie redoubled her actions, slurping
and licking and sucking on her mother's clitty as she fucked her
fingers down into her cunt tunnel.
     She remembered something, then, something from a porno film
she had seen once on cable. Excitedly she shifted her body around
until she was kneeing over her mother's face, then eased down,
licking at her mother's cunt a she lowered her pussy over her
mother's face.
     She sighed happily as her mother gripped her ass cheeks and
then began to lick at her snatch. She responded at once, licking at
her mother's pussy, lapping and sucking hungrily as she grunted and
moaned in pleasure.
     She rubbed her face into her mother's pussy, stroking the pink
flesh with her chin and lips and nose. Her tongue jammed down into
the hot little fuck hole as she tasted her mother's cunt milk. She
came again, bouncing on her mother's body, groaning and whining in
heat and passion as she jammed her cunt down on her mother's
tongue.
     Then it was her mother's turn to come again, jerking and
humping as Lannie ate her out.
     After that they lay in each other's arms, softly stroking each
other, exchanging long, moist kisses, their tongues sliding back
and forth.
     Finally, Susan sat up, pushing Lannie away. She ran a hand
through her own hair and blinked up at the sunlight.
     "We should get in before we get burned," she said.
     Lannie sighed softly in response.
     Susan reached down and gripped her wrist, pulling the limp
girl up to a sitting position. Lannie groaned, then pushed herself
up and, hand in hand, the two naked women walked back into the
apartment.

     Susan was, naturally, delighted at how things had gone. It was
her hope that she would be able to persuade Lannie of the benefits
and advantages of lesbian lust, perhaps even convince her not to
waste her time on boys.
     Their relationship had gone a subtle change. In Susan's mind
Lannie was now both daughter and lover, a lush, sweet, sexually
desirable woman who just happened to also be her sweet little girl,
in need of motherly protection.
     For Lannie things were more complicated. Her mother had long
been something of a friend, offering advice more than giving
orders. Now, after their lovemaking, she believed herself more
equal than she had before. She was proud of herself being able to
make her mother cum, and thought that gave her certain rights she
didn't have before.
     She was surprised at how much pleasure she herself had gotten
from the sex, and knew that it would not be the last time she
engaged in lesbian love. She still had a deep curiosity about male-
female sex, but the urgency to lose her virginity was somewhat
lessened now.
     Now she could experiment and have wonderful sex, without the
worries and fears of what boys would think of her, what they would
say behind her back, who they would tell. She trusted her mother
completely, and felt safe and free of worry in her arms.
     She felt no embarrassment at what they had done together, no
guilt. After all, her mother had initiated it, and obviously her
mother wouldn't have done anything that was really wrong. Both had
enjoyed it immensely, and though she knew that others would
strongly disapprove, she also knew they would never find out.
     She knew what they'd done was...well, very, very kinky, but
that only excited her. She was surprised at herself, that she'd
done something such a...perverted act of sex It was perverted, she
told herself. Everyone would say so.
     "You what?" Darla would gape. "You had sex with your
MOTHER?!!"
     Lannie giggled just thinking about it, about telling Darla or
Shelly how she'd sucked her mother's cunt, and how her mother had
sucked her off.
     It made her skin break out in goosebumps, and made her face
flush. It excited her, aroused her. She'd done something dirty. She
was a wicked, sex fiend!
     It made her feel hot to be so wicked, and when she walked
around the next day at school, she was exquisitely aware of how
sexy she was, how sensual she felt.
     Under her tight jeans and the button down red top that was
cropped off just below the breasts, she wore her only really sexy
lingerie, black lace french bra and string bikini panties. She'd
bought them, with much embarrassment, for her first lover.
     She'd had no idea, of course, that her first lover would be a
woman, let alone her mother.
     She wore them today because it helped her feel even sexier and
more desirable. She was aware of every male eye that turned her
way, and shivered a little as she imagined, with new insight, what
they were thinking when they watched her. They all wanted to fuck
her, to push their big cocks into her pussy.
     Well, they'd just have to wait. Mom was right. Having sex with
them would probably be a short and unhappy experience. It would
hurt, and they'd blab to their friends. She could take out her
sexual lusts with mom for the time being.
     For the first time ever she was also aware of the girls when
they looked at her. She knew, from her own experience, that when
girls looked at girls it was mostly just checking out the
opposition. She always watched what the other girls were wearing,
after all, and how their hair looked, and what kind of makeup they
had on.
     But now, she wondered if any of them were looking at her like
the boys were. Some of them must be gay, after all. Were some of
them thinking about how they'd like to lick her and suck her? She'd
never thought of that before, but now she tried to imagine herself
having sex with...Amber, say, or Blair, or maybe Sara.
     Were any of them gay? She didn't think so. They all dated,
like she did. None had ever approached her with any hints of sex.
She wondered if they'd be willing to consider hints from her.
     No. That was far too dangerous. If she came on to a girl and
the girl told people... No, she didn't dare, not unless she was
sure of the other girl. She would be on the lookout for some girl
coming on to her, though.
     In the meantime, she moved from class to class, aware that
many male eyes and some female eyes, focused in on her with lust,
and that her body was hot, and seductive, and sexy, and that others
wanted her.
     It turned her on, and made her pussy tingle. She felt a moist
heaviness between her legs.
     So by the time school was over and she made her way home she
was feeling very aroused. Her Mom was not home yet, but Lannie
wasn't going to wait hours to relieve the heat between her legs.
     She stripped naked in front of the big mirror in her room,
then posed and preened. She put her hands behind her head and
arched her back, sliding her tongue back and forth over her lips as
she looked at herself. She turned sideways, then turned her back on
the mirror, bending over and spreading her legs.
     She had a great ass, she decided, a sexy ass.
     She spread her legs and bent over more, gazing at the tight
slit between her legs. She slid a hand between her legs and rubbed
two fingers up and down along the slit, then drove them up into
herself. She grunted softly a she pumped her fingers in her pussy.
She was already very wet inside, had been wet most of the day.
     Her fingers moved easily in her pussy opening, gliding in and
out of her soft, tight, warm cunt tunnel, sawing back and forth
against her little clit bud.
     She straightened up and turned around, her eyes hot and
excited as she stared at her nude body. She stroked her hands up
and down over her silky flesh, cupping her breasts, squeezing and
kneading them, pinching and rolling her hard pink nipples.
     "Slut," she whispered. "Dirty lesbian whore."
The words excited her and she slid a hand down between her legs,
stroking her clitty again. She had never watched herself come, and
the idea suddenly seemed very attractive.
     She stepped right up to the edge of the dresser, then changed
her mind and moved away. she walked down the hall to her mother's
room and went in. Her mother had a large, floor to ceiling mirror
on the inside of her door, with bright lights around it. She could
see herself much better in that.
     She paused, then searched through her mother's drawer and
pulled out some of the sexy lingerie she'd showed off a few days
back. They were much the same size, though her mother was a cup
smaller, being a thirty-six C instead of a thirty-six-D.
     She drew on the black lace teddy, pulling it up her legs, then
drawing the straps over her shoulders. It was very tight across her
breasts, but as she turned and stared at herself in the mirror, she
let out a small groan of pleasure.
     She looked so hot!
     The teddy was gauzy and sheer, and she could see her hard pink
nipples easily, as well as the small bush between her legs. The
teddy was very high cut, both in front and in back, and she turned
and posed again and again, her face flushed happily as she admired
herself.
     She stripped at last, then drew on what her mother called a
merry widow outfit. This consisted of a lacy black bustier, even
more transparent than the bra she'd worn today, a matching garter
belt and garters, long lacy black stockings, and a G-string.
     She also found, and put on, a pair of high, black, spiked
heels. The heels were far higher than she would have ever dared
wear to school or to a dance, or to anywhere else, for that matter.
They were what the guys called. "fuck me" shoes, because of the way
a girl's ass looked when she wore it.
     Now, as she posed for the mirror, with nothing over her ass
except the thin strap of the G-string running down between her
cheeks, Lannie could understand why they called it that.
     She loved the way she looked, loved the way she felt, loved
the way the bustier squeezed her ribs and her tits, shoving her
already good sized mounds up and out. Why, half her breasts were
bared as she moved around in the sexy garment.
     There was a clap of thunder, and she went to the window and
looked out. The sky had gotten very dark, and it looked like it was
getting ready to rain any second. Then it did, the rain pouring
down and catching some people unawares.
     She looked out in disappointment. She had just been getting
the idea that she'd like to go outside in these, to walk around
without anyone knowing what she wore beneath her clothes. She
thought that would be very sexy.
     Then she swallowed as a bolt hit her, a sudden wild thought
that made her pussy burn.
     She couldn't go out in these shoes, of course, whether it was
raining or not. She unbuckled them then took them off. She then
eyed the long, lacy stockings. Her mother would kill her if she got
them wet and ruined them.
     She rolled them down and put them away.
     Without them, of course, there was no point in wearing the
garter belt, so she unclipped it and put it back too. Then,
deciding that naked was even sexier than the bustier and G-string,
she stripped off completely.
     She hurried out of the room and went to the front closet.
There she found her rubber boots and put them on, then pulled down
her raincoat. The raincoat zipped up the front, and fell to about
six inches above the knees. She pulled it on and zipped it up, then
got her keys and left.
     She took the elevator downstairs with a middle aged man, a man
who had no idea she was completely naked below her raincoat. Lannie
couldn't help rubbing her thighs together discretely as the
elevator moved.
     She got out in the lobby, then went to the front doors, and
out. She flipped up the hood and went out into the rain, enjoying
the way it pelted down onto the hood and against her raincoat.
     She was cool beneath it, of course, at least, her skin was. It
didn't chill her, though, because she was too aroused, her blood
moving too fast. She walked down the street towards the small mall
on the corner. There would be people there.
     She reached the mall, and went into the Seven-Eleven. She
walked along the aisles. There were many people there, moving
around, buying things. None knew she was nude. She saw a guy at the
magazine rack looking at a dirty magazine, and had the almost
irresistible urge to open her coat and show him the real thing.
     "Hey, Lannie."
She whirled and saw Mike Moore and Amy Phillips.
     "Hi," she said, her heart pounding.
     "Crummy day, huh?" Amy said.
     "Oh, I kind of like the rain sometimes," Lannie said.
     "Yeah, well, if you're wearing a raincoat, it's okay," Mike
said sourly. He only had a t-shirt, and his hair was soaked.
     "Be prepared," Lannie said. "I should've been a girl scout."
     She talked to them for another couple of minutes, both excited
and afraid. After all, if they found out she was naked the whole
school would know. Her name would be mud! Everyone would think she
was a nympho.
     She left then, sauntering a little. Instead of heading
straight home she turned down the street. There was a field that
ran behind her block, one that she sometimes walked through on her
way to Elm street, where the bus was.
     Thunder cracked again, and lightning lanced across the skies
as the rain poured down. She walked to the edge of the field, then
turned in, walking along the path that led alongside the houses.
     To her left was the waist high grass, then, a hundred yards or
so away, there was a line of trees. On her right, about twenty-five
yards away, were the fences that blocked the backs of people's
yards.
     She walked about fifty yards up the path, then came to the
cross path. This one led off into the grass, a wider path that led
to Bank street where the elementary school was, and where there
were several much larger malls.
     She turned onto that path. Now there was nothing but grass on
both sides for a considerable distance, and nothing she could see
ahead but trees and grass. She unzipped her coat and let it fall
open, her heat increasing as the rain fell on her bare skin.
     She eased her coat wider, baring her breasts as she walked.
She trembled with excitement.
     She passed a low gully then, leading down from the path. There
were a number of trees here, and a narrow brook that was moving
faster as the rain continued. This was an area she always worried
about when she used this path, because some strange man could hide
there and pounce on her when she was alone.
     Now, feeling more excited than ever, she made her way
carefully down into the gully. She took the raincoat off completely
and walked nude in amongst the trees. Her head jerked from side to
side as she looked around anxiously, but there was nobody in sight.
     The rain spattered against her swollen breasts and dripped
down off her nipples. It ran in fast rivulets down her silky flesh
to her thighs, then down between her pussy lips.
     She found a clear spot, where the rain fell unobstructed, then
set down the raincoat. She sat down, then lay back and spread her
legs wide, reaching above her. She arched her back and let the rain
beat down on her naked flesh, straining the tendons in her thighs
as she pulled her legs as wide apart as possible.
     She closed her eyes briefly, imagining a crowd of men coming
upon her like this. Then she began to run her legs over her body.
She opened her eyes and stared down at herself a she stroked her
breasts and squeezed them. She slid her hands down between her legs
and began rubbing her pussy, her chest heaving as the excitement
made her heart pound.
     If a man came along, she decided, she would offer no
resistance, no matter what he looked like, even if he was a dirty,
fat old bum. She would lay there and let him fuck her.
     She imagined an ugly old man coming upon her there as she
jerked off, imagined his cock getting hard, imagined him jumping
atop her and thrusting it into her cunny.
     Maybe it would be a handsome guy her own age, she thought,
fantasising about that as she rubbed her clitty.
     Maybe it would be two guys, or three, or four. They would jump
on her, stripping off their clothes as they surrounded her and
groped and fondled her naked flesh. Their cocks would pump into her
excitedly as they grunted in pleasure.
     She grunted herself, humping up as her fingers drove into her
pussy slit.
     Panting, she sat up and took off her boots. She rolled off her
coat and let her skin press into the grass and leaves. She turned
over and spread her arms and legs, grinding her hips against the
ground, humping her ass up and down.
     She rolled over again, then, her head buzzing, she stood up
and walked around, stroking herself, letting her feet move through
the grass. She walked over to the brook and stepped into it,
shivering a little as the water lapped at her ankles.
     She walked into the middle of the brook, then sat down, she
laid back, letting the water rush by her, then spread her legs and
stuffed her fingers into her slot. She pumped furiously as the rain
fell and the water rushed by, grunting and moaning and whimpering
as the come blasted into her.
     She shuddered violently, her ass bouncing up and down in the
water, her cunt spasming and shaking and sucking on her fingers a
she rammed them into her slit and ground her thumb down on her
clitty.
     The fire burned inside her, ripping up and down her spine as
the pleasure shook her to the core of her being. She arched her
back, her chest rising higher and higher, her back aching as she
pulled her head back into the water.
     Then she fell limp, her arms and legs wide, the water lapping
over her body as she moaned in exhaustion.


Lannie 3



Something had changed inside Lannie. She felt hot and sexy all the
time, always aware of her breasts pushing out against her clothes,
of her round ass cheeks and how men loved staring at them. And
especially of that buzzing, sparkling little clit bud that felt so
good at the slightest touch.
     When Susan came home that evening Lannie was wearing a pear of
shorts and the same red crop top she'd worn to school, but with no
bra or underwear. She was able to slide her hands up under the top
to rub her titties, or slide them down into her shorts to stroke
her pussy.
     She had been careful not to jerk off again after getting home.
She had, however, often stroked her breasts and clitty as she had
lain back on the sofa and watched TV. She had raised herself into
a state of tingling heat repeatedly, only to halt short of orgasm.
     She wanted to be really hot when her mother got home, sure
that she would want to have sex again, as they'd done yesterday on
the balcony. She wanted to do IT with her mother, but in her bed,
like real lovers.

     When Susan got home she set her purse down with a weary thump,
then took off her coat and hung it up. 
     "Hi Mom!" Lannie cried, bouncing over from the sofa, eyes
bright.
     "Hi, honey," Susan sighed, grunting as the girl threw her arms
around her and hugged her tightly.
     "Let me get my coat and shoes off," she exclaimed in surprise.
     Lannie jumped back, smiling. She put her hands behind her and
kind of swung from side to side as Susan pulled off her shoes.
     "What have you been up to?" she asked.
     "You wouldn't believe me."
     "Try me."
     "I put on my raincoat and went walking."
     "That's nice."
     "Naked."
     "What?"
     "I had nothing on underneath," Lannie said, eyes sparkling.
     "Lannie," Susan said disapprovingly.
     "Nobody could see anything. I felt sooo hot."
     "I would've thought you'd feel chilly."
     "Uh, uh. Know what I did? I went out into the field and took
off my coat, then I laid down and jerked off."
     "You what?" Susan gasped.
Lannie flushed a little, embarrassed just a bit.
     "Jesus Christ, Lannie! Are you crazy?"
     "No. I was hot. It was a super turn-on!"
     "You wouldn't have been so turned on if some sleazy man had
come by and raped you."
     "Mother, in the mood I was in I would have raped him."
     Susan gazed at her in surprise. The girl was grinning, her
chest thrust out, her eyes alive. She looked like a little sex
kitten. She had no bra under the cropped top, and her nipples
pushed our very obviously hard against the shirt.
     Before she could say anything, Lannie stepped forward and
hugged her then, pressing her breasts against her, then she slid
her hands into Susan's hair and pressed her lips against Susan's.
     Susan was so surprised she didn't react at first as Lannie
kissed her passionately, then slid her tongue into her mouth. She
belatedly gripped Lannie's arms and tried to push her away, having
no success at first because Lannie had her arms around her, and was
squeezing her ass.
     "La...Lannie!" she said, pushing her back finally.
     "Let's make love!" Lannie gasped.
     "Lannie, I just got home," Susan exclaimed. "I'm tired and I
want to sit down and relax before I have to make dinner."
     Lannie's face fell and she looked pouty and disappointed.
     "Moooom," she whined.
     "Lannie, later on we can...fool around, okay?"
     "Come oonnnn" Lannie whined, gripping Susan's hand and pulling
it up under her crop top.
     Susan felt the heat of her breast, felt her hard nipples. She
sighed and slid both hands up under the little crop top, cupping
and squeezing Lannie's big breasts as the girl moaned in pleasure.
     "You're a hot little slut now, is that it?" she growled.
     "Yesssss," Lannie sighed.
     "Little girl toy. Little sex kitten."
     She worked her fingers into the soft meat, kneading the
teenager's firm breasts. She squeezed her hands tight around the
round orbs, then swung the startled girl around and pushed her
against the wall.
     She slid a hand behind her head and gripped her thick brown
hair, jerking back on it, forcing Lannie's head back. Then she
jammed her hand down into the loose shorts and squeezed her
daughter's pussy mound tightly.
     "Ooohhhhh!" Lannie gasped.
     She dug her fingers into Lannie's cunt pad and twisted them
around, then began to rub them up and down along the slit.
     Lannie gasped and moaned and whimpered, her hands behind her
head, gripping her mother's wrist as she humped desperately against
her fingers.
     "Oh God! Oh God!" she gasped.
     She came, humping wildly, gasping and grunting repeatedly as
her insides churned and roiled and heaved with fiery sexual
pleasure. She sobbed in ecstasy, slapping her ass back against the
wall as she jerked herself off on her mother's fingers.
     Susan watched in surprise and pleasure, astonished at the
force of the girl's come, and how little it had taken to bring it
on. She couldn't help wondering if she she'd done something, if
she'd changed the way the girl looked at sex, made her somehow more
sexually alive.
     Lannie moaned and fell back against the wall, legs spread,
mouth slack as she groaned weakly.
     Susan continued to rub at her pussy, her fingers sliding up
into the tight slit as she rubbed her thumb over her clitty.
     She smirked as she watched the girl squirm and writhe in
pleasure again. She let go of her hair but Lannie didn't pull her
head forward. She jerked her hand out of her shorts and gripped the
crop top, tearing it open, exposing those firm, round teenage
breasts.
     She shoved her hand down Lannie's pants again as she bent and
closed her mouth over her nipple. She sucked hard as she stroked
her fingers hard along the girl's slit. Then she gripped the back
of her neck and pulled her head back. She bit down on the side of
Lannie's throat as the teenager began to hump wildly against her
hand.
     Lannie came again, whimpering and grunting and moaning in
pleasure as she drove herself down on her mother's fingers. Fire
seared her as the excitement boiled her mind raw and sent her
thoughts spinning away. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the sex
heat rippled along her nervous system
     "Will that hold you until later?" Susan snorted.

     It did, but only just. Susan was amazed at the way the girl
acted. She flirted constantly, and bounced around like a real
little cock tease...or cunt tease, as it were. She groped and
fondled Susan whenever she passed near, and exposed her breasts a
number of times.
     Susan couldn't help getting aroused herself, but tried to
resist. After all, an occasional bout of sex was one thing, but
fondling each other like horny lovers every chance they got was
just not what she wanted. Lannie was her daughter, after all.
     Instead of spending the evening in her bedroom talking on the
phone or doing homework, Lannie hung around her all the time,
talking about sex, asking about what it was like to have a cock
inside her, asking why Susan didn't like having cocks any more.
     She talked about her fantasies, about the boys she'd like to
fuck, about what they looked like and acted like. She also
mentioned a new interest in the girls at school, mentioning several
that Susan knew and asking her other if she was sexually aroused by
them, if she'd like to have sex with them, and whether she thought
Lannie should try and have sex with them.
     And she kept posing and preening in an effort to excite her. 
     Susan did her best to ignore the temptation. But then when the
girl said she was going to change for bed, and then came out
wearing nothing but a G-string, Susan felt a bolt of pure desire
shoot up into her pussy.
     "Where did you get that?" she asked.
     "I borrowed it from you. I look good in it, don't I?"
     She looked fantastic, especially with her hair loose, all
brushed out and falling across her soft round shoulders like silk,
framing her face so nicely.
     Lannie turned and presented her bare ass, wagging it from side
to side as she bent over and looked in the bottom of the cupboard.
     "Little cunt tease," Susan said.
     She slid her hand between Lannie's thighs and cupped her
pussy. Lannie straightened rapidly, rising on her toes as she
arched her back and pushed her ass back onto Susan's hand. She
sighed in pleasure as Susan kneaded her pussy through the lacy G-
string, raising her hands and sliding her fingers through her silky
hair as she groaned.
     "You've sure got a hot little pussy today, honey," Susan
snorted.
     "Ooohhhhh! Put your fingers in meeee!" Lannie groaned, rolling
her head from side to side.
     "My fingers are too long," Susan grinned. "You don't want me
to tear out that hot little cherry of yours before some boy can do
it."
     "Oohhhhh. I don't caaarre," Lannie moaned.
     "All right, you little slut. Let's go," Susan growled.
     She pulled her hand out from the swaying girl's legs and
gripped her arm and marched her down the hall to her bedroom.
     She pushed her against her bed, bent her over, and pulled the
G-string down her thighs to her ankles. Then she positioned the
girl on all fours on the bed and stood back.
     "Spread your legs, Lannie," she growled.
Lannie obeyed her, panting wildly, eyes shining with lust and
excitement.
     "Now this is how a boy toy positions herself," Susan said. "On
all fours with her ass up in the air so she can be mounted. Do you
want to be mounted, Lannie? Do you want some boy to come along and
ride you like a bitch in heat?"
     "Oooooo, yeeesssss,"
     Susan snorted, then moved to her closet. She fished out a box
from the bottom, then opened it and withdrew a strap-on dildo. She
slipped the straps up and then buckled it around herself. The dildo
was easily ten inches long, and very thick. 
     She thought it would probably cause the virgin girl a lot of
discomfort. It wouldn't hurt exactly, but it would, she hoped,
discourage her from her fantasies about cocks.
     She stepped up behind her, then got on the bed behind her.
     "Wha...what's that?" Lannie gasped, looking at the dildo
sticking out from her mother's groin.
     "This is my cock. I'm going to fuck you with it."
     "You...you're...You mean you're going to..."
     "Pop your cherry."
     "Oh, God!" Lannie moaned.
     Susan slid her hand between her daughter's thighs and squeezed
her pussy, then slid two fingers up inside, pumping them in and
out.
     "Do it," Lannie whimpered. "Put it in me!"
     "So you're a hot little slut now,"
     "Yessss," Lannie groaned.
     "You need a big cock up your pussy."
     "Ohhh yessssss," Lannie hissed.
     "Dirty girl!"
     She rubbed the rounded nose of the thick rubber cock up and
down against Lannie's moist pussy slit while the girl trembled
anxiously and began to pant and moan in anticipation.
     She pressed the dildo forward, easing Lannie's pussy lips in
and back, grinding it around as she slowly worked the head of the
realistic looking dildo into the teenager's tight pussy hole.
Lannie's breathing was already harsh and fast as she felt just the
head, and she spread her legs further apart, the pressure in her
skull building up to almost painful force.
     Susan pushed the entire head into her, then pulled it back.
     "MOooooooom!" Lannie moaned in protest.
     "You'll be whining a different tune if I just ram this up your
pussy, Lannie."
     "Put it innnnnnn!"
     Susan pushed the head through the tight little pussy lips,
then thrust forward a little, driving an inch of rubber cock shaft
through. Lannie squeaked in pleasure.
     "You're a real little cock eater, aren't you?" Susan said,
half disgusted, half amused.
     She pulled back, then slid the thing forward, easing another
inch through the tight lips. She slid her hand down around the
rubber cock, rubbing against Lannie's pussy lips, excited at how
tight they were around the round shaft.
     She pushed forward more, driving more cock into her, until she
felt a resistance in front of her, her daughter's intact cherry.
She punched lightly against it repeatedly, wanting to weaken the
obstruction before tearing through.
     Lannie grunted with each impact, rocking to and fro as her
mother drove the big dildo into her. She felt a sharp aching down
inside her from where the head of the rubber prick was pushing
against her hymen, and steeled herself to pain when it broke
through.
     Then, suddenly, it did. She gasped as she felt a stab of pain
down there, but then nothing followed. She felt the big, thick
rubber prick slide deeper, felt her insides opened up for the first
time ever, and groaned in relief and pleasure.
     "Well, that was easy," Susan commented.
     Lannie didn't answer. She hadn't heard. All her concentration
was on her pussy tunnel, where, for the first time, she could FEEL
something, could feel the round rubber cock as it moved into her,
could feel the ridges and vines carved into the side as they
brushed along her silky soft pussy walls.
     Susan couldn't help being excited as well. She seldom used the
dildos except on bi girls. Most of her lesbian friends had little
use for them, not being particularly turned on by penetration. She
loved the look, though, of the thick black rubber shaft sliding
through the wide, straining pussy lips in front of her.
     She thrust in hard, driving the thing deep into her daughter's
cunt shaft. Lannie cried out in surprise, but there was still
little pain. Susan frowned unhappily. She didn't want to hurt he
daughter, but she had hoped that being penetrated by this big fake
male organ would hurt the virginal girl, and would convince her
that cocks were way overrated.
     Instead, Lannie was obviously feeling little, if any pain, and
was also obviously getting off on wrapping her pussy around a big
male cock, even a fake one. There was no getting around it, Susan
sighed to herself. Her daughter would probably be, at best,
bisexual, and would obviously always brave male cocks.
     She gripped her hips and buried the last of the long thick
prick in her belly, grinding her hips around, grunting as the pad
at the base of the dildo ground against her own clitty in a
delightful way.
     She slid her hands up and down Lannie's body, stroking and
caressing her as she held the dildo inside her belly. She slid a
hand down onto her belly, then in between her legs. She fingered
Lannie's clitty, rubbing it hard against the dildo sticking out of
her hole.
     Lannie cried out in pleasure, then began to buck back against
her, humping desperately as she felt an immense wave of sexual
bliss towering over her. She panted and shook as she humped back,
then cried out in glorious sexual ecstasy, her head thrashing up
and down as she sobbed in pleasure.
     Susan knew a come when she saw one. She began to fuck into the
girl, as she obviously wanted, surprised at how soon, and how
powerful Lannie's climax was.
     Lannie grunted and yelped wildly as fire raced up and down her
body. She twisted and shook her ass around on the big dildo like a
fish caught on a hook, glorying in the way it twisted and moved
around in her belly. There was something awesomely exciting about
having something big and hard way, way up inside her like that, and
she was delirious with pleasure.
     Susan clung to her daughter as the girl bounced and shook and
jerked in orgasmic glee, unable to pump properly as Lannie swung
her ass around in maddened pleasure. Finally, though, the orgasm
washed away and Lannie groaned in relief and exhaustion, sinking
down onto her elbows, then folding her arms below her as she let
her head come to rest on the bed.
     Susan snorted in amusement, then gripped her hips in a tight
embrace and began to fuck. She used the full, long length of the
dildo, and a steady pace, fucking it up and down Lannie's virgin
cunt tunnel as the girl moaned in pleasure.
     Several times she pulled the dildo completely out, watching,
entranced, as Lannie's gaping pussy hole remained partially open
for long moments before slowly closing. She rubbed the head of the
dildo, now moist with Lannie's cunt juices, up and down the soft,
gleaming slit, then pushed it against her hole and thrust in hard,
buying it in a single, long stroke.
     Lannie quivered in delight with each new penetration and knelt
there in submissive languor as Susan ran the long length of cock up
and down her pussy in a steady pumping stroke.
     Susan pulled it out and pushed Lannie over onto her side, then
rolled her onto her back. Lannie looked up dreamily, spreading her
legs wide as Susan knelt between them. Susan rubbed the head up and
down her daughter's slit again, as Lannie looked on through slitted
eyes.
     Then she sank it in to the hilt, sliding forward onto Lannie,
crushing her swollen breasts against Lannie's own hard, upturned
mounds. Their lips met and slid together in warm, carnal embrace as
their bodies rubbed against each other.
     Lannie's hands slid up around her mother, caressing her back
briefly, then sliding down onto her buttocks. She dug her fingers
into the soft flesh there, pulling on her mother, trying to pull
the dildo deeper into her pussy.
     Susan ran her fingers through Lannie's hair, and rubbed their
breasts back and forth together like four lumps of bread dough,
squeezing and rolling and mashing them around as their tongues
slithered together and the dildo ground into Lannie's belly.
     She began to stroke again, and the first hard stroke made
Lannie gasp in surprise and pleasure.
     Susan giggled. She'd known that the girl would get much more
pleasure face to face than doggie style. Doggie style was a man's
invention, made for his convenience. Fucking doggie style usually
caused the cock to rub against the bottom of a woman's slit, not
the top where her clitty was.
     Now, as she thrust into Lannie, the ridged rubber pushed
forcefully down on the girl's clitty and sawed across it with every
movement.
     "Oh! Oh! Oh yess! Ohh! Ooooo! Oh Mommy! Oohhh! Fuck meee! Fuck
meee! Ooohh!" Lannie cried, whimpering in delight as Susan began to
hump harder and faster.
     "Oh yess! OhhhhhH! Harder! Harder! Oh my GOddddd!" Lannie
panted, jerking down on her mother's ass to increase the force of
the thrusts.
     She was in heaven, she thought. She pulled her knees up and
back, grunting in pleasure as the big rubber tube rasped across her
clitty and thrust deep into her belly. Her mother's breasts were
soft, and heavy, and warm against her own as they rolled and mashed
together.
     She felt herself rising upwards towards another come. She
humped up instinctively. She slid her long less around her mother's
body and rocked back with each thrust, grunting and panting and
moaning as her body began to tremble with a sexual heat that burned
like fire.
     Then she came again. She jerked violently, then shuddered. Her
head bounced spastically as she rutted up against the big cock. Her
eyes rolled back and her vision faded. All her concentration
focused on the pleasure roaring through her body and mind, and that
big hard cock plunging again and again down into her belly.
     She clutched her mother desperately, gurgling and moaning and
whimpering as a firestorm of sexual pleasure rippled through her
nervous system. Muscles spasmed and twitched as lightning flashed
through her overloaded body 
     "Oohhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned finally, as the come slowly
receded. "Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Soooo...soooooo gooooooooooodddd!"
     Her legs flopped back to the bed and her arms fell limp. She
groaned weakly, chest heaving.
     Susan continued to thrust into her, gnawing and licking at the
nape of her neck as she jammed the dildo up her crack repeatedly.
She too was hot and excited, and each thrust made the pad on the
base of the dildo grind deliciously against her clitty.
     She was on the verge of coming herself, and threw her hips
down in a furious series of rutting strokes.
     Then she came as well, gnashing her teeth as she felt the heat
blossom within her lower belly and then blast upwards into her
skull. She grunted again and again as she spiked the dildo up into
Lannie's pussy, heedless of anything but her own pleasure.
     But then her own orgasm faded, and she too fell limp, her body
laying full length down on Lannie as they both groaned and panted
for breath.
     Susan pushed herself up on her elbows and smiled down into
Lannie's face. She reached down and flipped some of her hair out of
her face, and Lannie smiled back up dreamily.
     "So you got your pussy pumped," Susan said.
     "Yeaaaahhhh," Lannie sighed.
     "I take it you liked it."
     They both giggled, then Susan kissed her.
     "Can we do it again?" Lannie groaned.
Susan laughed. "It's kind of tiring, you know."
     "Pleeeeasse."
     "All right, but this time..." She rolled over on her back,
taking Lannie with her so she was no on top. "you be on top," she
completed.
     "How do I..."
     Lannie licked her lips, then put her hands against the bed and
pushed herself up. The dildo was still buried up her snatch, and
she could feel its delicious movements every time she shifted her
body. She carefully pushed herself upright, drawing her legs in so
she was kneeling, straddling her mother's hips.
     She put her hands on her mother's belly, gingerly sitting
back, taking the final few inches up into her belly. She groaned as
she sank fully onto the dildo and her soft buttocks pressed down
hard on her mother's thighs.
     She slid her hands down onto her own belly, stroking the
flesh, wondering if she could feel the hard rubber cock up inside
herself.
     "It...must be wayyyy up here," she panted, squeezing her
belly.
     She gave a little hump up, and gasped as she fell back down.
She leaned forward and began to raise her ass, sliding her pussy up
the dildo. She slid back down again, then rose once more. She began
a steady up and down movement as she bent and kissed her mother.
     Then she sat up and began to bounce up and down, laughing
gleefully as her pussy rode up and down on the hard rubber prick,
yelping with pleasure as she fell down, impaling herself
repeatedly.
     Susan just lay there with her hands behind her head, looking
up and smiling as Lannie rode her cock. It was only when the
gleeful yelps turned to groans of lust and desire, and her
movements showed a new desperation, that she reached out and
stroked Lannie's clitty, then reached a hand up and squeezed one of
her breasts.
     Lannie gurgled in delight, bouncing and twisting and grinding
herself on the big cock as the heat flashed into overload and her
mind spun under the massive assault of sexual ecstasy. 
     She arched her back, dropping her head far back as she jerked
convulsively. Susan raised her knees and Lannie fell back across
them, jerking and twitching and shaking as the orgasm ripped
through her.
     Susan fucked up into her, using the spring of the mattress to
send the dildo thrusting up into Lannie's pussy as the girl moaned
and whimpered and grunted in pleasure. She stroked the teenager's
hard, taut breasts, then squeezed harshly as Lannie mewled in
mindless heat.
     Susan couldn't even see the girl's face. Her shoulders and
head had fallen back across Susan's knees, her arms at her sides
twitching and jerking fitfully as Susan ran the dildo up into her
pussy.
     She pulled her knees up, forcing Lannie's upper body up as
well, then Lannie dropped forward atop her and she hugged the girl
lovingly, stroking her ass cheeks as the teenager's chest heaved
and her overheated body quivered against her.

Lannie 4



Susan finally got tired of the writhing, moaning, sweating girl and
took off the dildo. She put on a robe and left Lannie to play with
the toy herself.
     Lannie stayed in bed, legs spread, pumping the dildo down into
her pussy as she came again and again. Faint cries of pleasure
drifted out into the living room, distracting Susan as she tried to
do a little work she'd taken home from the office.
     Some time later Lannie straggled out into the living room. She
was naked, her face flushed and tired, her hair a bedraggled mess.
She fell back onto the sofa with a groan of exhaustion.
     "Finally done?" Susan asked.
     "Ooohhhhhh," Lannie groaned.
     "You know," Susan felt obligated to say. "If you were with a
man he'd be finished after the first come, or maybe the second.
They can't stay hard for hours like that rubber cock."
     "Maybe I'll do gang-bangs, like you did," Lannie said, smiling
dreamily.
     Susan frowned in annoyance, then looked back down at her work.
     "Why don't you come back to bed?" Lannie sighed.
     "I have work to do, honey. I can't fuck all evening. Anyway,
I left you rubber man."
     "It's not as much fun when I have to pump it myself," Lannie
complained.
     "It never is, dear," Susan said, not looking up from her work.
     Lannie slid off the couch, cat-like, and crawled across to the
coffee table. She eased underneath, sliding on her belly out the
other side. She gripped Susan's ankle and nipped at it lightly with
her teeth.
     "Lannie! I told you, I have work to do."
     "Come oooooonnnn," Lannie whined.
     She slid upwards, pulling herself out from under the table and
crawling up between her mother's legs. She slid her tongue up and
down Susan's thighs as she pulled her robe apart.
     "Lannie!" Susan snapped.
     Lannie slid her face up higher, her hands pulling the robe
wide, exposing her mother's groin. She pushed her face into it as
Susan tried with less and less certainty to push her away.
     She tongued her mother's slit, sucking wetly as she gripped
her legs to hold herself in place. Susan pushed back, but feebly.
Then she sighed and sat back. She pulled her feet up onto the
coffee table, slouching down a little to expose more of her pussy.
     Lannie pulled her robe wide open and slid her hands up her
mother's body to her breasts. She kneaded them hotly as her tongue
slurped away at her mother's cunt slit. She tongued her clitty and
then kissed and sucked on it as Susan stroked her hair and sighed
in pleasure.

     "Oohhhhh baaabyyyy," she groaned, letting her head fall back
on the couch.
     Lannie eagerly shoved her tongue up her mother's pussy hole,
pumping it in and out as she rubbed her nose from side to side
across the exposed clitty. She ran her tongue up and down the wet
pink flesh as she thrust two fingers up her mother's hole.
     "Suck meee," Susan moaned. "Dirtyyyy giiiirrllll."
     She slumped down more and drew her knees up and back,
spreading them apart as her cunt ignited and flared with a massive
sexual excitement. Her body began to jerk and tremble and soon she
was coming, coming on her daughter's tongue, gripping Lannie's hair
and jerking her face into her snatch as she moaned and grunted in
pleasure.
     After that Lannie stood up and pulled her mother to her feet.
Then the two wandered back into the bedroom and went to bed.
     They did not, however, go to sleep for some time.
     Later on, as they lay together in the warm afterglow, side by
side, Susan caressed her daughter's hair as Lannie suckled gently
on her nipple. She wondered if she'd made a big mistake trying to
expose her daughter to the pleasures of the body.
     Maybe it was better if she hadn't known. Susan didn't
particularly approve of this new nymphet daughter. All Lannie
seemed to think or care about now was sex. Was that healthy? Was it
good for a teenage girl to have a dozen orgasms a day?
     Well, she was happy, that was the most important thing.
Besides, no stupid, clumsy boy would be able to tell her that it
was her fault if she didn't enjoy sex with him. She would know
damned well it was the guy's fault. Too many women never seemed to
learn that.
     She held her face against her breasts and hummed her to sleep.

     Susan's worries became more pronounced the next afternoon when
she got home. She'd half expected to find Lannie waiting naked for
her, but that wasn't the case. Instead, when she called out, Lannie
gave a yell from her bedroom, then hurried out completely clothed,
but clutching two dresses.
     "Which do you think?" she asked eagerly.
     "What?"
     "Which should I wear? I have a date with Peter tonight. I want
to look hot."
     One was a skin-tight black sheath dress that Susan had never
approved of because it was too short. The other was one of her own
dresses, a green number that was low cut, too low cut for Lannie,
especially with her bigger chest.
     "I don't like either," she said. "One's too short, and the
other is too low cut. Why don't you wear that pink dress I bought
you last month?"
     "Oh, mother! That makes me look like a child!"
     "You look sweet in it."
     "I don't want to look sweet, I want to look sexy."
     No, Susan didn't like this at all. She put away her things and
followed Lannie back to her bedroom, watching from just inside the
door as the girl compared herself in the mirror with one dress in
front of her, then the other.
     "Who is this Peter?"
     "Mother! You know Peter. He's the blonde guy with the great
body who was over here last weekend. Remember we did homework?"
     "Oh, him."
     "Well, don't say it like that. He's a nice guy."
     "If you say so. Where are you going?"
     "To the drive-in."
     Susan's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Lannie, you aren't
planning on doing anything...I might regret, are you?"
     "You mean fuck him? Probably not."
     "Probably?"
     "Well, maybe. It depends on how I feel," she shrugged.
     "Just remember what I told you. It'll probably take about
three minutes, then he'll brag all over school tomorrow about what
a hot piece of ass you are, and how you screamed and yelled for
more when you came."
     "Mother!" she sighed, pushing past her.
     "I know from experience, Lannie."
     "Just because boys treated you like shit doesn't mean they're
all bad," Lannie sighed, getting a couple of towels from the hall
closet and going into the bathroom. She closed the door and Susan
glared at it for a long moment.
     She was not at all happy. The way Lannie was behaving lately
she'd cum as soon as this Peter guy got his hands between her legs.
What was she going to do about this? What could she do about it. It
was her fault. Lannie hadn't been so obsessed with sex before she'd
started in on her.
     There wasn't anything she could do, she realized. If Lannie
wanted to fuck the whole football team Susan would just have to let
her.
     Well, there wasn't much she could do.
     She could, maybe, take a little of the sexual heat out of the
girl before she found herself alone in a car with this Peter guy.
Maybe if Lannie came a few times before her date she'd have a
little more control of herself.
     Susan went to her room and stripped, then started back for the
bathroom. She hesitated, then went back for her dildo. It wasn't
there. She went into Lannie's room and found it under her pillow.
     Shaking her head, she went back to the bathroom and opened the
door.
     Lannie was in the shower. Susan could see her shadowy nude
outline against the glass doors. She slowly opened the door and
stepped inside.
     She was behind the girl. Lannie was under the water, her face
turned upwards, soap washing down off her body. Susan put the dildo
down, then stepped forward and slid her arms around Lannie.
     Lannie gasped in surprise and jerked away, but then settled
back against her    mother's body.
     "I thought you might like someone to do your back," Susan
whispered, nibbling at her ear.
     She cupped Lannie's warm, wet breasts, squeezing and kneading
them s her tongue and lips slid along the nape of her neck. She
pulled her back out of the water, then reached over and picked up
a bar of soap. She slid the bar over Lannie's right breast, soaping
it up thoroughly as her other hand continued to knead the other
titty.
     She transferred the soap then to her other hand, and soaped up
that breast.
     "You're making my breasts so clean," Lannie teased.    "Peter
will love sucking on them."
     Susan glared at the back of her head, then slid the bar down
her belly and in between the teenager's legs. She rubbed it back
and forth over her pussy, then up and down her belly.
     "I thought you were going to do my back," Lannie smiled.
     "Did you think that?"
     She turned her around and handed the soap to Lannie. Lannie
grinned, then began to soap up her mother's breasts, then her
belly, and finally, slid the soap in between her legs, soaping that
up nicely.
     Susan gripped her wrist and took the soap from her, then
turned her around again. She slid her arms around her and pressed
her soapy body against Lannie's back, then began to rub herself up
and down, working her fat, soapy breasts against her daughter's
back.
     "Oohhhh, niiiiice," Lannie smiled in pleasure.
     Susan mashed her soapy hands down on Lannie's soapy breasts,
massaging the soft flesh. She slid a hand downwards, down between
her legs, then began to saw her finger up and down with rapid
movements as she sucked and chewed on her neck.
     It took less than a minute for Lannie to begin to grind her
buttocks back into Susan's groin, and to moan and sigh in pleasure.
A minute later she was jerking and spasming and whining in orgasmic
heat as she humped down on the hard, stroking fingers.
     "You're such a hot little piece of pussy meat," Susan grunted.
     She held her daughter against her as her trembling eased, then
half turned and gripped the strap-on dildo. She raised one foot and
stepped into the strap, then pulled it up. She put her foot down
and raised the other, then stepped away from Lannie long enough to
pull the thing up around her hips.
     Lannie turned around and her eyes immediately slid down onto
the hard black prong.
     "Ooh, look who's here," she said.
     Susan pushed forward, pushing Lannie back into the corner of
the squared shower stall. She pressed her soapy body against
Lannie's until the two were eye to eye, then she mashed her lips
down on her daughter's with fierce passion.
     Their tongues slid together as Susan forced her right knee in
between Lannie's legs and jerked Lannie's own left leg to one side.
She reached down and gripped her ass tightly, then lifted her leg
upwards, shoving it back against the tiles as Lannie gasped in
surprise and heat.
     Susan held the girl's leg up and back with one hand as she
pressed the dildo against her pussy with the other.She rubbed it
along the soapy slit, then found the hole and thrust in hard,
slapping her belly against Lannie's as she buried the whole length
inside her.
     Lannie jerked back against the tiles, crying out in surprise
and pain. Her mother ground her body forward, forcing her back hard
against the tiles. She held her left leg up as she began to pump
the dildo up into her body with hard, fast strokes.
     Lannie grunted repeatedly, surprised at the suddenness and
force of the penetration, and by the speed and strength of the
hard, thrusting her mother was using. She pushed against her
briefly, but then fell into the sexual eroticism of the moment and
slid her arms around her instead.
     The dildo...hurt, as it pounded into her, but it didn't hurt
badly, and the fast friction as it sawed roughly over her clitty
was too delicious to want to halt or slow. She let her mother rut
into her, closing her eyes in acceptance as her mother's hips
slapped hard into her thighs.
     Her ass ground and slapped back against the tiles as her
mother pounded the dildo up into her body with enough force to
raise her on her toes. Her mother's tongue and teeth and hands were
all over her, squeezing and kneading and stroking and fondling and
sucking and chewing and licking.
     Lannie rode up and down against the wall, grunting and moaning
as her steamy cunt was pumped with furious speed. She let her head
jerk back against the tiles repeatedly, hardly able to think
straight as the level of sexual heat burned her up inside.
     Then Susan jerked back, tearing the big dildo out of her
pussy. Lannie blinked her eyes and moaned unhappily.
     Susan spun her around and pressed her face first against the
tiles, flattening her hard, swollen breasts against the immoveable
wall.
     "If you're going to fuck boys, honey, this is something you
should get used to too," Susan said into her ear.
     Lannie heard her, but didn't understand. Her thoughts were too
confused and flustered by the clamouring sexual heat inside her.
     She felt a pressure, but it was not against her pussy but
against...her asshole. She wondered at that, but was not concerned
by it, not at first. But as she began to regain some of her
awareness she blinked in surprise.
     "Wha...what...mother! Unghhhh! What are
you...do...d...dooooinnnnng!?" she groaned, trying feebly to twist
away.
     The dildo pierced her round little asshole and slid up into
her with short, jerky movements. It was coated with a mixture of
cunt honey and soap, and very slippery. Her relaxed state made it
easier for the thing to push forward, as well, so there was not
that much pain, though it sure wasn't comfortable, and the very
idea of taking something up the ass was shocking.
     "Oohh! Doooon't! Oohh! Noooo!" Lannie gasped. "S...stoooop!
Moootheerr!"
     "Get used to it, baby. Boys love to fuck pretty girls in the
ass," Susan panted. "What did you think they were thinking about
when they stared at your ass in those tight pants you wear?"
     "Oooohhh! Ungh! Ooooohh! Noooooo!"
     The dildo drove higher and higher. Susan kept the girl's body
pressed against the tiles, not allowing her to twist away. Lannie
squirmed and jerked, trying to reach behind her, trying to twist
away. Susan slid her arms around her, gripped her thighs in front,
jerked them apart, and then thrust up hard, burying the big dildo
in Lannie's rectum.
     Lannie gave a short cry and a strangled gasp of pain and
surprise, then trembled and halted her efforts to resist, she lay
flat against the tiles, whimpering in pain as she felt her ass
bloated out by the big rubber cock.
     "There you go, honey. There you gooo," Susan sighed, cupping
Lannie's breasts again.
     "Ohhh Goddd!" Lannie moaned.
     "It's way up your asshole now," Susan panted. She bit down on
her daughter's throat as she kneaded her breasts, then she slid a
hand down between her legs and began to saw her fingers over the
little soapy cunt button as she ground her hips into Lannie's ass
cheeks.
     She gave the teenager's ass a little time to get used to the
invading rubber cock, then began to pump.
     Lannie was grunting and moaning and whimpering, but not making
any efforts to pull away now as the dildo began to pump in her ass.
It didn't hurt as much s it had when she'd driven it up so hard,
but she still felt cramps deep in her gut as the head of the dildo
ground against something, some...thing, way up at the end of her
anal tube.
     As her asshole adjusted to it, the last of the pain faded and
left behind only a kind of bloated, rasping sensation as her mother
fucked the dildo up her asshole. She began to pay attention to the
way her mother was grinding her little cunt button between her
fingers now, and the combination of sensations was not at all
unpleasant.
     She relaxed, still breathing hard from the shock, but starting
to get into this new and kinky thing. She marvelled at her ability
to take that big thick cock up into her asshole. She would have
thought it would split her apart.
     Of course, she'd thought that before her mother had fucked it
up her pussy too.
     She took a deep breath and shuddered as a hot wave of pleasure
washed over her body. Her breasts were squashed against the tiles
and rolled from side to side and up and down as her body was jerked
forward and back by her mother.
     She thought that taking a big cock up the asshole was an
awesome thing to do, very kinky and hot. True, it was only a dildo,
but it felt soooo...strange, bizarre.
     It was not as nice as taking one up the pussy, though, but in
combination with her mother's hard, steady fingering of her clitty
and slit, the steady slapping of her hips against Lannie's
buttocks, and the steady thrusting of the dildo up inside her
belly, Lannie was starting to build up towards another orgasm.
     That wasn't really what Susan wanted, or it was, but it
wasn't. She couldn't' decide any more. She gripped Lannie's long
hair and jerked her head back, making her whimper and groan, then
bit down on the front side of her throat as she ground the girl's
swollen, straining titties into the wall, and fucked the hard dildo
up her ass.
     "Slut," she panted. "Dirty slut! I'm...ungh...I'm
gonna...Ungh....gonna ream out your asshole!"
     "OoohH! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!"
     "Dirty girl!"
     "Fuck my asshole, mommy! Oh fuck my asshole!"
     She spread her arms wide, raising them and slapping them
against the wall as though she could climb upwards. Susan pumped
faster and harder, rubbing at Lannie's clitty with her right hand,
and squeezing her left breast with harsh movements of her right.
     The dildo pounded up into Lannie's little round asshole,
driving her upwards against the wall again and again, jerking her
up on her toes each time the hard, knob of the cockhead spiked up
into her guts.
     She came then, grunting and gurgling and moaning as she
trembled and shook and bounced against the wall.
     Susan thrust in harder still, then came herself, biting down
on Lannie's shoulder to keep from screaming as the pad at the base
of the dildo mashed her clitty down and turned it into a white hot
fiery coal.

     Despite a sore ass, Lannie decided to carry on with her date.
Susan sighed and paced up and down in the living room as the
teenager finished doing her hair and then put on makeup. There
seemed nothing she could do to keep her hot young body away from
boys.
     The thought of Lannie grunting as some foul boy rutted into
her was disgusting. She was too sweet to be dirtied by big male
cocks and their foul tasting sperm.
     And the truth was, from what Lannie had said even before the
two of them had started having sex together, she was already far
along that path. Why, even if she didn't let this Peter punk fuck
her, she would probably come home with sperm on her lips.
     "So how do I look?" Lannie asked excitedly.
     Susan turned and forced a smile as the girl twirled in front
of her. She was wearing the black sheath dress. It hugged her
nubile body like a second skin, and was only inches below the
cheeks of her soft young buttocks.
     "Very sexy," she said reluctantly.
     "Maybe Peter'll get a hard-on just looking at me," she
giggled.
     "I wouldn't be at all surprised," Susan frowned.
     "Oh, don't worry, Mother. I probably won't fuck him," she
laughed.
     "You're not wearing a bra," Susan frowned.
     "Oh, Motheeeer!"
     "You're too big to go around without a bra, Lannie."
     "Do you see anything sagging here?" Lannie demanded, standing
straight and pulling her shoulders back.
     Susan had to admit that her breasts were standing up hard and
firm on their own.
     The buzzer sounded and Lannie skipped across to the intercom.
     "Hello?" she called.
     "Hey, Lannie. It's me," a male voice said.
     "I'll be right down," Lannie said.
     "He's not coming up?" Susan scowled.
     "I think it's best if you two don't meet just yet," Lannie
smiled. "You're far too suspicious."
     "I'm not...suspicious. It's not him I'm worried about. I know
what he's going to do. It's you I'm wondering about."
     "Well, don't worry. I'll do whatever feels right. You yourself
said that if it feels good there was no reason not to do it."
     "Me and my big mouth."
     "Good bye, mother," Lannie smiled. She kissed her lightly on
the cheek, then went to the door. Susan followed, then stood behind
her as Lannie turned and examined herself one last time in the
mirror beside the door.
     "Mother!" she gasped, as Susan slid a hand around her and in
between her legs.
Susan pulled the skirt up and slid her hand into her panties.
     "Who said you could wear these?" she teased.
     "I just...borrowed them," Lannie gasped. "Stop it, mom! Peter
is right downstairs."
     "I know."
     Susan rubbed her fingers up and down the girl's slit, expertly
manipulating her little cunt button.
     "Think he knows what you're doing now?" she whispered into
Lannie's ear.
     Lannie's eyes opened and she felt a blast of sex-heat. Her
mother was right. Peter was sitting around downstairs and here she
was being jerked off by her mother. Wouldn't he be stunned!
     "Ooohhhh! Mooothhheeeeer!"
     She humped back against her mother as Susan dug her fingers
into the soft pussy meat. She thrust two fingers up the girls cunt
tunnel and squeezed her clitty between them and her thumb.
     Lannie grunted and jerked spastically against her, then came,
humping and moaning and whimpering in delight as her body flared
with lust and sexual pleasure.
     "Ohhhh! OhhhhhhhH!"
     Susan kissed the side of her neck, then slipped her hand out
of the pink lace panties. She pulled Lannie's skirt down and
smoothed it against her quivering ass cheeks.
     "Have fun tonight, dear," she said.
     Lannie stood there against the low table below the mirror, her
legs trembling as she panted and shook her head.
     "Jesus," she groaned.
	 
	 



Lannie 5


     Lannie knew damn well what her mother was trying to
accomplish, knew that as a lesbian, she didn't want Lannie screwing
around with guys. She also knew that jerking her off like that was
intended to diminish her sex drive, which lately had been into
overdrive.
     Well, it hadn't worked. All it had done was drain her of
energy, an act that was temporary at best. As she hopped into
Peter's car, she was breathing a little heavily, but her sex drive
had been blunted only slightly.
     In fact, when she apologised for taking so long to get down,
saying she'd broken a heel and had to change shoes, she'd felt a
stab of lust at the memory of what she'd really been doing.
     It was the belief that she was so wicked, so carnal, so lewd
and sinful, that excited her and made her insides quiver with lust.
She liked being a wanton slut...just so long as nobody knew it but
her.
     As far as everyone at school knew she was a pure, chaste girl,
and she felt gloriously naughty knowing otherwise. She felt like a
wolf masquerading as a sheep.
     And if Peter saw her giving him a sly smile, he had no way of
knowing what it meant, that she was feeling smug and sexy in the
knowledge that her real sex life would shock him, and probably make
him shoot off in his pants.
     What would he think, she wondered, if he knew that only a
little more than an hour ago her mother was sodomizing her in the
shower with a big dildo, fucking it up her ass to make her cum? His
eyes would bug out of his head and his cock would rip his zipper
off!
     "What are you grinning at?" he smiled.
     "Nothing."
     "That's a nice dress."
     "Oh, this ol' thing?" she shrugged.
     "You got nice legs."
     "That's not all I got that's nice."
     "I know," he grinned.
     "But that's all you're gonna see," she giggled.
     "Ahhh, don't say things like that."
     "Why?"
     "A guy's gotta have hope."
     "He does, huh?"
     "Yeah, guy's gotta have his dreams," he grinned.
     "Do you dream about me, Peter?" she asked coyly.
     "Oh yeah," he laughed.
     "And what am I doing in these dreams?"
     "Oh, things."
     "Things? Dirty things?"
     "Depends on what you'd call dirty."
     "Guys are all such perverts."
     "Yeah, that's true, but we can't help it."
     "You're all cheap, too. You're all sluts."
     "That's not very nice."
     "So who says I'm a nice girl?"
     He eyed her sideways. "Maybe I don't want you to be a nice
girl."
     "No, huh?"
     Half an hour later they were ignoring the movie and exchanging
hot, passionate kisses. Peter was groping her breast through the
thin sheath dress as she sighed in pleasure. She kept her legs
closed, though, and every time he got a hand under her short skirt
she pushed it away.
     "Come ooooonn," he whined, sucking on her throat and mashing
her breast with his hand.
     "I'm a...a virgin," she gulped.
     "I can take care of that," he groaned.
     "No, Peter."
     "You'll like it," he promised.
     "Ha."
     "What does that mean?" he demanded, pushing back and   glaring
at her.
     "What does what mean?" she blinked.
     "Ha."
     "Oh."
     "You don't think you'd like it?"
     "I...heard...that guys our age mostly don't know how to have
sex."
     "Of course I know how to have sex!"
     "I mean, they don't know how to do it very well."
     "Well, I sure as shit do!"
     "How many girls have you had sex with?"
     "Why?"
     "I'm just wondering."
     "I've had lots of sex, okay."
     "I mean with girls."
     "Ha, ha."
     "What I mean issssss..."
     "What?"
     She tsked unhappily. "Well, from what I've read and heard,
most teenage guys don't know how to make a girl...enjoy sex. They
just kind of...hump away for a few minutes...then finish and roll
off."
     "Where the fuck did you read that?"
     "Well, it's true, isn't it?"
     "No!"
     "I've read books about sex, you know, and they tell you a lot
about what to do and how to enjoy it, and they warn you that if the
guy is too impatient and doesn't know what to do...that a girl
won't have any fun."
     "I'm not impatient," he scowled. "and I know damn well what to
do!"
     "I bet you've never even eaten a girl."
     He stared at her in surprise. "I have too," he glared.
     "When?"
     "None of your business. You want me to prove it?"
     "I would but I don't trust you."
     "What's to trust?"
     "I don't want to lose my virginity in the back of your dumb
car."
     "So? I can eat you without popping your cherry."
     "Okay, let's see," she gulped.
     She peeled her panties down and off, then spread her legs and
lifted her skirt up. He stared down at her pussy with sudden lust
and excitement.
     "Jesus," he sighed, sliding his hand in between her legs. He
squeezed her pussy, sliding his hand up and down against the soft
folds of flesh and the tangled brown hair.
     He bent over, then reached back and pulled the lever on the
front seat, shoving it back to give himself room. He slid onto his
knees on the floor, swallowing excitedly s he gazed into her pussy.
     "Let's see if you know what you're doing," Lannie said,
pulling her legs apart, raising her knees and slumping down a
little. "Just don't try to fuck me."
     Peter stroked her pussy nervously. He had, in fact, never
eaten a girl out before. He had had a couple of hurried couplings
which were pretty much as Lannie had described them. The girls sure
hadn't complained, so he thought he must be doing things right.
     On the other hand, Lannie had read some kind of damned sex
book. She thought she was some kind of damned expert now, the dumb
little virgin. Well, hell, how hard could it be anyway? Hadn't he
jerked her off last week? Hadn't he jerked off Meghan Sumner a
couple of weeks before?
     He knew where to get his fingers, and maybe when she was hot
enough he'd show her just how good his cock was too.
     He stroked her crotch with his fingers, smoothing her pussy
hair aside, away from her crack. He rubbed his fingers up and down
her slit, then slid them inside, slowly wriggling two fingers up
into her hole. He pumped them in and out as she sat there.
     Her clitty. He knew that was the thing he was supposed to get
ahold of. He knew where it was, generally, so he pulled her cunt
open and felt around at the top of her hole for it. He took a deep
breath, then pushed his face in and began to lick at her pussy,
around where her clitty was.
     He licked hard for a long couple of minutes.
     "You think that's ice cream?" Lannie said finally.
     "What?" he growled.
     "You lick like a dog, man."
     "Do dogs lick your pussy a lot?" he snapped.
     "I read how you're supposed to give head, is all, and you're
not doing it right."
     "Well, suppose you tell me, if you're some kind of Goddam
expert!" he snarled. He could hardly believe he had a girl's pussy
right in front of him, and instead of being horny he was mad.
     She took his finger and pushed it against a small ridged area.
     "This is my clitty," she said.
     "I know that," he glared.
     "Rub it with your fingers, roll it between them, then bend in
and lick it.
     "I was."
     "Lick it with fast little swirling movements. Don't lap at it
like a dog eating an ice cream cone. And don't do it for a long
time. Do it for a few seconds, then try and suck on it. Get your
lips around it and suck, work your tongue on it real fast while
you're sucking."
     He had half a mind to tell her to get lost. But he didn't. He
followed her instructions, licking fast and hard at her clitty,
then sliding his lips over it and sucking, trying to pull it into
his mouth and work his tongue on it again.
     Slide your fingers into me, pump them in and out," she sighed.
"Yeahhhhh. Press them up. No. Up, up against the top of my pussy.
Yeah, rub there.
     She laid her head back for a minute enjoying what he was
doing, then blinked her eyes and looked down again. 
     "Try...try pressing your thumb down on it," she panted.
"You...you roll it between your thumb and your fingers. OOohhhh,
yeaaahahhh. Keep licking. Yeahhhhh!"
     She bounced her head lightly against the back of the seat as
her pussy got hotter and hotter. She was breathing faster, and
wanted to just lay there and enjoy things, but also wanted to make
him a really good pussy eater. What had her mother said, something
about, every woman he fucks will thank her for showing him how?
     She took a deep breath. "Okay, now slide your tongue into the
hole," she panted. "Shove it in as deep as you can. Mash your face
into my pussy and flick your tongue around in there. Ooooooo,
yeahhhh. Like thaaatttt. YEsssssssss. Rub my clitty too. Yeah.
Yeah. Now...now lick at my clitty again. Push your fingers back in
me and lick....oohhhhhhhh. Yeahhhh. Suck it now. Suck it!
MMmmmmmmmmmmm."
     This was, without a doubt, the weirdest date he'd ever been
on. He was having a lot of fun now, though. His earlier resentment
and embarrassment had faded completely as Lannie had started
moaning in pleasure. He was obviously doing things right here, and
she was really getting off on it.
     Okay, so she was showing him. What was wrong with that? He was
glad to learn. Wait until the guys heard about...
     Fuck no. No way he was going to tell them that Lannie had
shown him how to eat pussy. They'd laugh at him. Those lying
bastards probably couldn't eat pussy themselves, but they'd pretend
they could. "She had to show you how to do it?" they'd snicker.
"I'm surprised she didn't boot your ass out the door?"
     Yeah, right, like they'd be able to do what he was doing, the
stupid pricks. They'd probably lap at a girl like...like a dog
eating ice cream.
     "Oohhhhhhh," Lannie groaned, writhing excitedly.
     Peter's cock bulged as the sound of her moaning made his pulse
race. He fought the urge to jerk his pants down and ram his cock up
her pussy. She was in no position to resist. But no, he'd promised.
Shit. He licked at her clitty and spiked his fingers up her pussy
hole as she whimpered and groaned and sighed happily.
     "Lick me! Lick meeeeee!" she groaned.
     He opened his mouth as wide as he could and mashed it against
her cunt opening, gnawing his teeth and flicking out his tongue. He
sucked and munched excitedly as she squealed in pleasure, her legs
bouncing up and down.
     He sucked frenziedly at her clitty and thrust three fingers
deep into her hole, pumping them furiously as her ass jerked and
bounced wildly on the seat.
     "Yes! Yes! OOHhhhhhhHH!" she groaned. Her hands came down on
his head and pulled his face into her snatch as she bounced up and
down and closed her thighs against him.
     Lannie's head bounced back against the seat as she came. Her
body jerked and shook with crackling sexual electricity as Peter's
tongue rasped across her clitty and his lips and teeth crushed it
from either side.
     She sagged weakly, panting for breath as she came out of her
come.
     "Ooohh," she groaned. "Niiicee."
     "Not bad, huh?" he asked, grinning eagerly up at her.
     She ran her hand through his hair and smiled down.
     "Very good," she said. "Now would you like to see what else
I've learned?"
     "Anything," he grinned, eyes hot and wild.
     "Change places."
     She slid down on her knees as he got on the seat and undid his
pants. She pulled his pants down and his cock sprang up hot and
ready.
     "Well, look at thiiiiis," she said in a surprised tone.
     She slid her fingers around his cock, squeezing it. Then she
brought it up against her lips. She rubbed it over her face and
lips, moaning sensuously, rolling her head and closing her eyes to
slits.
     "Oh fuck!" he gulped. "Shit! Lannie! Ooohh!"
     She opened her mouth wide and slipped her lips around his
prick just as a thick wad of sperm shot out and splattered against
the back of her mouth. She sucked hurriedly, bobbing her lips up
and down as she squeezed his shaft. His come pumped up into her
mouth as he held her head and groaned excitedly.
     "You didn't give me much chance to show you," she pouted.
     "Shiiiiit," he groaned. "I...eating your pussy made me too hot
to hold out."
     "Well, that's all right. I like a challenge.
     She tried to remember everything her mother had said about how
to get a guy hard. She massaged his limp dick with her fingers,
then held it up and pulled, stretching it out. She ran her tongue
slowly up and down from the base to the head, then back again,
sliding her tongue around and around it.
     She slid her mouth in under his balls, licking at him. She
gripped his balls in her hands and tugged down softly and
repeatedly as she licked all over his cock. Then she sucked on his
soft head, working her tongue over it.
     She continued massaging his balls, continued tugging on them,
and sucked his soft cock into her mouth. She easily got the whole
thing in, bending and folding it in her mouth, then let her cheeks
and tongue give it a good working over.
     It started hardening rapidly. She pulled her head back,
keeping her lips tight so it squeezed down on his cock as it pulled
free. She grabbed it in her hands again and rubbed the now semi-
flaccid cock over her face, sighing in heat and pleasure.
     She pulled her lips free and held it in her fist, pumping her
hand up and down the spit-wet shaft as she reached over and picked
up the cup of warm coke he'd gotten her an hour ago. She sucked in
a mouthful of cola, then bent over his cock again.
     It was now almost hard. She looked up at him, her cheeks
bulging like a chipmunk, then pressed her puckered lips against his
cockhead. She slowly sank down, letting his cock force its way
through her tight lips and into her mouth.
     "Shiiiiiiiit!" he gasped.
     His cock slid deeper, and she began to swish the liquid around
in her mouth as she licked at his head. Some of the liquid trickled
out and down his shaft, but he neither knew nor cared. He was on
the verge of coming again, his cock throbbing like a rocket ready
to explode.
     She cupped his balls again, squeezing them with he hands,
massaging them and yanking downwards softly but insistently. She
swallowed the cola then, and began bobbing her lips rapidly up and
down his shaft as her tongue whipped across the underside of the
head.
     "Fuck! ohhhhhHH!" he gasped.
     He came, his cock blasting off into a tremendous orgasm. He
clutched her head and humped up, shoving his cock into her mouth as
she drank his come and yanked on his balls.
     "Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!" he gasped. "Oooohh fuuuuuckkk!"
     "Not bad, huh?" she gasped.
     "Jesus Christ!"
     "Want to learn more?"
     "YEahhh!"
     Lannie grinned, then looked around them. She didn't think
anyone could see. She reached down and peeled her dress up and off,
tossing it on the seat, then climbed on the seat and lay back. He
slid his hands onto her breasts immediately, kneading them
excitedly.
     She gripped his hands and pushed them off.
     "No," she said. "Here's what you do. First slid your hands
around them. Just squeeze softly. A little harder. Good. Now let
your hands slide over them lightly. Stroke your hands over them on
either side of the nipples. Don't touch the nipples.
     He stroked her breasts on either side of her nipples, staring
down at the hard pink nubs eagerly. He knew this was strange, but
also knew that would she was showing him he would be able to use on
a lot of other girls. 
     Like any guy, he wanted to be a great cocksman, and who could
show him better than a girl? The guys and him were always talking
about what drove girls crazy, but Lannie KNEW what they liked.
     So he followed her instructions, slowly kneading and massaging
and stroking her breasts, ignoring her nipples. Then he started in
on the nipples, rolling them between thumbs and fingers, pinching
and squeezing them, then starting in with his tongue and lips.
     He trailed his tongue down her body in a zig zag pattern, then
began eating her pussy again as she offered additional
instructions.
     Then she stopped talking, groaning and moaning instead. He
forced her thighs wide with his arms as he sucked and licked and
mashed his face into her pussy, his mind filled with glee as she
grunted and jerked and shook beneath him.
     He grinned down at her as she smiled up tiredly.
     "Damn," he laughed. "You are something else."
     "Maybe next week I'll teach you more," she smiled.
     "Whatever you want, baby. You say it and I'll do it. Just..."
     "What?"
     "Uh, don't tell anyone, okay?"
     "I won't if you won't," she giggled.

     Peter dropped her off at the apartment and she made her way
back upstairs. She wasn't surprised at all to see the suspicion on
her mother's face as she walked in.
     "Hell-O," she called.
     "Hello," her mother said. "Have a good time?"
     "Pretty good."
     She looked her up and down, as if she could tell just from
looking, whether she had let Peter fuck her.
     "Well?"
     "Well, what?"
     "You know what?"
     Lannie moved her face in close to her mouth and opened her
mouth wide, then breathed on her.
     "Smell any sperm on my breath?" she taunted.
     "That's not funny!"
     Lannie kicked off her shoes as she walked away, then reached
down and pulled her dress up and over her shoulders.
     "Darn," she said, lookin down. "I forgot my panties in Peter's
car. Oh well."
     She continued on to her room. Susan scowled at her then
stormed after her.
     "Now you look here, young lady," she growled. "First of all,
those were my God damn panties, not yours!"
     "Oh, I'll tell Peter to give them to you then," Lannie
taunted.
     "Did you fuck him?"
     "None of your business."
     "It is my business, damn it!"
     "Oh, relax, Mother," Lannie sighed. "He didn't fuck me, all
right."
     "You're sure?"
     "Of course I'm sure! What kind of stupid question is that
anyway? All I did was suck his cock a couple of times, and show him
how to eat my pussy."
     "Show...you showed him how to...eat you?"
     "Well, he was helpless. You should have seen him. So I showed
him what to do. He got really good, especially the second time. The
second time I hardly had to tell him anything. Boys can learn fast
if you teach them, mother. You should have tried harder when you
were a slut. Maybe you wouldn't have had to turn to women."
     "Don't be a smart ass! I turned to women because I'm a
lesbian!"
     "If you say so," Lannie shrugged, falling back on the bed.
     "What's that mean!?"
     Lannie sat up in bed, propping her back against the headboard.
"Just that maybe the reason men never satisfied you was because
they didn't know what the fuck they were doing. Maybe if you'd
shown them what to do they would have made you 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.

[End of Part 8 - This is the last part posted as of 4/27/94. :-(  
- The Libertine]
