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Subject: And 3 Were Foolish - NEW - part 21
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This is the twenty first part of a complete novel. The novel was never
published so this is its first
public airing. I have re-worked some of the material and will continue to
do this on a chapter by chapter basis. The story is about three young
girls and their sexual awakening.
WARNING::: This is an ADULT story! ! !
IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT or are likely to be offended by
graphic descriptions of an extreme sexual nature such as Rape, Incest, and
Paedophilia, then GO AWAY! !
Regular readers of my stories such as BABY SITTING and BROTHERLY LOVE will
know what to expect. IF in doubt, DO NOT READ THIS! !

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To those who are looking for instant gratification, slow down a bit - it
lasts longer.
This is not a short story. I have tried to take the time to develop the
characters so that their experiences will be more real. If you're just
looking for the sex, it's here all right - but without the preceding parts
it will be impossible to follow the story and you've already missed most
of the sex anyway. 
(Apart from the orgy of course)

				And Three Were Foolish

   				by  The Englishman

Part 21

"You're crazy - your mother's in the bathroom."
"So what? She'll be ages yet."
"Suppose she walked in on us?"
"Is that all that's stopping you?"
"It's enough to go on with. What we're doing is bad enough."
"I'll stop then - do you want me to?"
"No - don't stop."
She smiled innocently and tightened her vaginal muscles on his finger. 
"Are you sure that you don't want to fuck me?"
"Of course I want to - but your mother..."
"You're afraid aren't you? Afraid to do what you've always wanted - to
fuck me."
"Wait till she's gone to work - we'll have all morning."
She shook her head petulantly.
"I'll have gone off the idea by then. You might never get the chance to
put your cock inside my tight little pussy again."
Her tongue tip flicked suggestively across her wet lips and she glanced up
through half closed eyes.
"Shall I suck it for you then? Would you like to put your cock in my mouth
and feel me lick the tip of it?"
"Lucy - don't tease me. Just wait - she'll be gone to work soon."
She pouted and wriggled her hips, pushing herself harder onto his finger.
"Don't you want to fuck my mouth then? Watch me swallow all of your spunk
as you come in my mouth?"
He groaned in frustrated despair and shook his head.
"We can't - not now."
She grinned impishly and gazed up at him with wide innocent eyes.
"I'll just lick the end of it for you then, shall I?"
She didn't wait for an answer this time. She slid her body round slowly so
that his finger wouldn't slip out of her. When her face was level with his
penis she drew the foreskin down slowly and her tongue licked lazily
across the sensitive tip. He groaned loudly and thrust forward. Lucy moved
back just enough to maintain contact between his prick and her tongue. He
tried to pull her head onto him but she closed her mouth and shook her
head.
"Not yet."
He groaned her name in an agonised plea and tried again. He thrust against
her lips but she pulled away.
"Make me come," she commanded. "Make me come first and then I'll suck your
cock and let you come in my mouth."
Her breath was hot on him. She licked him again and he gasped as he began
to slowly ease his finger in and out of her.
"Use two fingers. Ohh yes - like that. Do it faster - don't stop till I
come."
She didn't wait for her climax. Her hand still masturbated him smoothly as
she opened her mouth and lowered her head onto him. She closed her soft
lips around his cock and sucked gently on the end. His fingers increased
their momentum and Lucy felt the slow throb that signalled the beginnings
of her orgasm. She dipped her head and sucked more of him into her mouth.
She slipped her hand down to cradle his testicles and ran her nails
delicately over the sensitive skin. His hips rose and fell and her head
bobbed up and down to match the tempo. Her cheeks ached with the suction
but she couldn't relax - she was nearly there. Then the motion of his
fingers took her to the edge and over. She shuddered soundlessly as her
climax hit her but she didn't pause in what she was doing.
He held her head and pulled her onto him and she allowed him to. The
brutal thrusting of his engorged penis pressed her tongue to the bottom of
her mouth. Its teasing motion was redundant now as he fucked her mouth
furiously. She sucked fervently at him and scratched the wrinkled skin of
his scrotum with her finger nails. She felt his cock twitch against her
tongue and she knew his orgasm was imminent. She stared steadily up at him
with wide open eyes and readied herself to swallow his sperm. 
Then she let her small sharp teeth graze the bulbous tip of his cock and
he came in a rush of salty sweet liquid that filled her mouth. There was
more than she'd expected but she showed no sign of surprise as her green
eyes gazed innocently into his. She swallowed his sperm smoothly as he
continued to come and her gaze didn't falter once as she accepted each
fresh burst of his copious outpouring without any sign that anything was
happening inside her mouth. 
When he'd finished she sucked and licked at him until he was clean. She
kissed the end of his prick and then his mouth. Her tongue slid between
his lips - just to prove that her mouth was empty and dry.
Still breathless, his mouth dropped open in astonishment as she winked
saucily at him. 
"I don't think I'll need any breakfast this morning."
Lucy heard the telephone ring at the same moment that she heard the
bathroom door open. Her mother's footsteps scurried down the stairs and
she grinned at her step-father.
"You see - you could have fucked me."
"Later then - there'll be time later."
She gave him an icy glare. "I told you that I probably won't be in the
mood later"
His voice was almost pleading. "But you might"
She tossed her head wilfully.
"Not very likely but we'll see. Just as long as you understand that from
now on you are not allowed to even touch me unless I say that you can.
Don't get the idea that you've got any rights where I'm concerned."
The expression on his face betrayed his astonishment at her calm
authority. He shook his head in bewilderment as he left the room. Lucy was
equally puzzled by her behaviour. Her dream experience seemed to have
changed something. Last night she'd been frightened and angry when he'd
touched her, but this morning she felt as if she was a different person.
She knew that she should be feeling ashamed and guilty at what she'd done
but all she felt was satisfied.
At least she knew how far she could push him now but she wasn't sure
whether she wanted to repeat the experiment. He hadn't fucked her but he'd
wanted to and that was all that mattered. He'd wanted her so badly that
she'd been able to smell his craving for her. She knew that he wouldn't be
able to think of anything else but fucking her now. Every time that he saw
her, he would want her and as long as he wanted her, he would do anything
that she asked him to.
She stopped to wonder again at the change in her. Two days ago she had
been a shy little virgin who was afraid that if she went out with a boy he
would try to touch her breasts but now she was... What was she? What kind
of girl seduced her step-father less than twelve hours after she'd been
raped? What kind of girl seduced her step-father anyway? She knew the
answer - the same sort of girl who would masturbate her English teacher in
a car park - but she was afraid to say the word. 
The voice in her mind obliged with a silent thought. "You're a tart Lucy.
A cheap little tart." 
 Her mother's voice drifted up the stairs.
"It's for you Lucy - shall I say you'll call back when you feel better?"
"No, I'll come down. It might be important."
She grabbed her dressing gown from the back of the door and pulled it
round her as she hurried down the stairs. She'd hoped that the call would
be from Trish or Allie but she was disappointed. The voice was breathless
and sounded worried and she recognised it as Gary's immediately. She made
sure that the doors from the hallway were closed before she spoke. She had
no fear of Gary now - just contempt and she made no effort to disguise the
derision in her voice.
"What do you want creep? You've got a bloody nerve ringing me"
"I wouldn't if it wasn't important"
"Important to you maybe. I can't think of anything about you that would be
important to me."
"Just listen will you. You took my jeans and jacket last night."
"So you noticed - well done Gary."
Her voice dripped acid sarcasm down the telephone line.
"Have you forgotten what you helped yourself to last night?"
"Lucy! Will you listen? There was stuff in the pockets. It wasn't mine."
"So?"
"So the people that it belongs to want it back and believe me they won't
be too fussy how they get it."
"What's that got to do with me? It sounds like you've got a problem -
you'd better deal with it."
"Just tell me what you did with the stuff Lucy. If I don't get it back I'm
in very serious trouble."
Lucy almost felt sorry for him - he sounded frightened but she reminded
herself that he hadn't cared about her. She'd been frightened last night
but he'd laughed at her and then he'd raped her.
"I don't know what stuff you're talking about Gary. I wasn't in the mood
to look through your pockets - I'd just been raped or had you forgotten
that?
"So what've you done with the jeans?"
"I threw them away."
There was a long silence. When he spoke again his voice was quiet and
subdued.
"They'll kill me if I don't get that stuff back Lucy - where did you throw
the jeans?"
"In a rubbish bin but I don't remember where. I was too upset to think
straight. What was so important anyway?"
"I can't tell you that. Look you have to help me."
"I don't have to do anything for you Gary and I certainly won't if you
don't tell me what the big deal is."
"I told you - I can't," he replied miserably.
"Well ring me back when you can and maybe I'll try to remember something."
She banged the phone down angrily. Who the hell did he think he was? After
what he'd done - he actually expected her to help him. Her anger faded
quickly and she felt guilty. She could have told him that his things were
safe - that she had them and he could collect them. He was so melodramatic
though - all that crap about being killed. He must think she was really
stupid if he expected her to fall for any more of his lies. There had been
a lot of money in his pocket, but not enough to kill for. The phone rang
again. Her step-father popped his head around the door but she waved him
away impatiently as she picked up the receiver.
"Hello Gary. That was quick."
"Don't be funny. Look if I tell you, you've got to swear not to tell
anyone else."
"Don't flatter yourself creep. What makes you think I'd want to talk about
you or the contents of your grubby pockets."
"Okay. There was a bottle of pills."
"So?"
"So it's a new drug. Have you heard of GBH?"
"What?"
"GBH - it's a powerful aphrodisiac. One drop and you can't think about
anything but sex."
"So that's what you're on - I wondered why you had such a one track mind."
"This is serious Lucy. The pills in that bottle are ten times as powerful
as GBH. There's five hundred pills in the bottle and they sell for ten
pounds each."
"No wonder your friends are so anxious to get them back."
"Anxious isn't the word. I've got to find those pills or come up with five
grand."
"You should have given me one last night. You wouldn't have had such a
struggle."
"Don't be silly. I was selling them. I wouldn't use them on anyone that I
know. The effects last for about twelve hours - one of those and you'd be
fucking everything in sight."
Lucy suddenly remembered. A cold chill clutched her spine. No wonder she
felt ill this morning - she'd taken two of the damned things. That
explained her wild dreams last night - and this morning... She'd wanted
her step-father so badly that it hurt and now she knew why. She tried to
keep her voice light and unconcerned.
"You'd have had to have given me at least two, to make me to want to do
anything with you."
"You don't understand Lucy. You wouldn't have a say in it and you wouldn't
have to like the person. One pill and you'd let anyone or anything fuck
you. If there wasn't a man around, you'd go with a woman and if there
wasn't a woman - well anything would do. Nobody takes two - they don't
need to."
"But if they did?"
"Why should I care. As long as they pay me. Why are you so interested?"
"Just curious - I've never heard of anything like that before."
"Yeah well if you're smart you'll keep it that way."
"Don't patronise me creep - it might affect my memory."
"I'm not an expert - I only sell the bloody things. The guy who makes them
just said to warn people not to take more than one. At a tenner a go, I
shouldn't think they'd need persuading."
"Do you think it would be dangerous?"
"I don't think so but, from what I've heard the effect lasts a lot longer.
Not just twice as long - maybe days - I just don't know. It's a bit like
pot - the effects come in waves. You feel perfectly normal one minute and
then bingo!"
Lucy felt her legs go weak. 
"I'll have to ring you back Gary when I've had a chance to think."
The front door slammed closed and Lucy glanced up from where she was
hunched over a mug of coffee at the kitchen table. She couldn't decide
what to do about Gary. He deserved whatever happened to him but it would
be her responsibility if anything did. She might have wished him dead the
night before but she wouldn't have killed him.
She felt her step-father's presence before he spoke. "Lucy?"
"Not now Harry. I'm thinking."
"I wanted to talk."
"I know what you want and it isn't conversation."
He sat down opposite her and leaned his elbows heavily on the table. 
"What do you expect me to do?"
"I expect you to go away and leave me alone. I told you, I'm thinking."
"Aren't you going back to bed?"
"Not till you've gone to work."
"I thought you were ill?"
Lucy laughed dryly. "Oh yes! And you've got just the medicine for me I
suppose."
"I thought you wanted to - you know."
"I've changed my mind. Look just leave me alone will you?"
"You can have all day to think, after I've gone to work."
"After you've fucked me, you mean. Well you had your chance and you blew
it. Now you might never get to fuck me."
She stood up and felt a wave of dizziness flood over her. Her step-father
caught her and held firmly as she gripped the edge of the table for
support. She closed her eyes until the feeling passed. It surprised her
that he sounded genuinely concerned.
"Are you all right Lucy? What's the matter?"
"I must have got up too quickly. I felt giddy for a moment."
"You should be in bed. Do you want me to ring for the doctor?"
She looked at him curiously as her head cleared and she regained her
balance. He sounded quite worried about her. Maybe he did think more of
her than just a quick fuck. She suddenly felt sorry that she'd teased him.
"If you call the doctor, he might not get here till lunch time."
"I know but if I don't call him, he won't get here at all."
"On the other hand he could arrive at any time. That'd spoil your plans
for the morning wouldn't it?"
"You've already done that. Shall I call him or not?"
He was still holding her close even though she no longer needed his
support. She looked up and smiled at him.
"No, I don't think so. I'm going for a bath."
She paused thoughtfully. "You can do my back if you like."
"I'd rather do your front."
"I bet you would. We'll see how well you do my back first."
She poked her tongue out at him but cheeky gesture turned into something
else when she slid it invitingly across her moist lips. She wriggled free
of his arms and he didn't try to stop her. Halfway to the door she turned
back to him. Standing on her toes, she still had to stretch to reach his
lips as she kissed him softly. He gasped as her fingers fluttered briefly
over his groin.
"Give me five minutes - and you'd better bring that with you when you
come."
She couldn't understand the sudden change in her mood. Only minutes ago
she'd felt ashamed and disgusted at what they'd done together, and now she
was like a cat on heat again. She could tell from the puzzled expression
on his face that he was equally confused but from what she'd just felt
between his legs, he wouldn't be able to wait the full five minutes....



To be continued

The Englishman.

About 2 - 3  parts left to go.
Now would be a great time to fill out a short note to let me know how it's
going. 
Are you confused - excited - bored rigid - just rigid?
Is it heading where you expected?
Is it too much/too little/ too long/ too short?
Too explicit/too tame/too predictable/ too Twin peaks.

A little adulation and Ego massaging never goes amiss either.

SHI-IT !  I forgot to put the orgy in again. Never mind - next time....

...maybe.

