Handmaiden ch-4
I was completely worn out and I was just barely making it up to our apartment. Then, when I opened the door and stepped inside, I was greeted by a completely unexpected sight. Sarah - still in her white school blouse and blue school skirt and with her pert blue school necktie under her chin - was leaning back in one of our kitchen chairs with her heels on our small coffee table and with her legs splayed as widely open as it was possible, she was fingering her exposed yoni. Her long, girlish fingers were running up and down the lips of her yoni and stroking the rust-colored hair that surrounded her yoni. Her school blouse was open about halfway down her chest so that both of her youthful tits with their pinkish nipples were also partially exposed to my sight.
"SARAH! What is the meaning of this?"
Sarah didn't answer me right away. Instead, she lazily reached over to the small coffee table that sat next to the couch and lifted an unusually large bottle of rather high-priced champagne.
"I am celebrating!"
"And just what are you celebrating?"
"Today I became a whore. A whore in good standing. A whore that has been paid for the use of her... ahem... facilities!"
"Look here, young lady. I expect more of an explanation than just some flippant school girl gibberish. Now stop this silly nonsense and tell me what you have been doing."
"First off, mama-mine, would you like a drink? This is really good champagne and since I struggled with old man Schmitt's cock to pay for it, couldn't you at least bend a little and accept the fact that I have moved into the professional female ranks?"
It was only then that I noticed that there was a second glass upon the coffee table. In almost a daze, I reached for the bottle of champagne and slowly poured a glass for me. I took a sip of the wine and I had to admit that Sarah was right. It was exceedingly good champagne. I sat back upon the couch, slipped off me shoes and put my heels up onto the table in something of a mirror image of my daughter.
"Now, tell me what has happened!"
"Well, a number of things have occurred since you last saw me. I have discovered that Alice is no longer my best friend - she is my pimp! I have also discovered that, in all, likelihood, I am blessed with the character of a Kedeshah! I have been educated in the trade of sex for pay!"
For some reason, this blatant statement caused me to open my legs, too - why I never knew.
"Alice and I were on our way home from school when she told me that she had to stop at Mr. Schmitt's liquor store. You know that Alice's mother drinks, don't you?" I nodded. "I thought so. Well we got to the liquor store and, when we went in, it was pretty obvious that we were the only customers. As it turned out, we were the only people in the store - besides old man Schmitt, of course.
Old man Schmitt came out of the backroom and greeted us. He didn't seem the least bit surprised to see Alice, but he looked at me in the queerest way. Then he said,
"Hello, Alice. I guess your mother needs some more beer?"
"Yes, Mr. Schmitt she asked me to stop in on my way home and see if you would allow her some on credit"
"On credit? No! But if you will be nice to an old man it is just possible that maybe you can earn some beer for your mom. Is this your Jewish friend? If she is what I think she is, maybe a bottle of brandy"
"Yes sir! This is Sarah."
"Well Alice, you and your friend come into the backroom and perhaps even you will learn a thing or two!"
"I followed Alice into the room from which Mr. Schmitt had emerged. There wasn't much furniture in the room. In fact, the only piece of furniture in the room was a rather low table. Mr. Schmitt didn't hesitate for a moment as soon as we were all in the room he turned to Alice and said,
"Don't hesitate girl! You know the usual fee for beer! Show me your ass!"
"Alice looked really embarrassed, but she turned away from me and dropped her school skirt. I was immediately surprised because Alice was stark naked under her skirt! When she turned to stare at me, I looked away, but not before I got a look at her yoni. The hair that ran down between her legs was stringy and dark black.
Before I realized what Alice was going to do to me, she stepped forward, lifted my skirt and began stroking my yoni lips and pubic hair. Mom, unconsciously, I let my legs part and gave Alice unhindered access to my yoni. I don't know why I did that, but, at the time, it seemed perfectly natural to stand there and let another girl rub me! Especially since old man Schmitt was standing there with a grin on his face that left little doubt in my mind but what he was enjoying this assault upon a young girl - namely me - particularly since the assailant was a half-naked young girl, too. After a time or two, her hand slipped further under me and she began stroking my rear hole. Excitement ran the gauntlet from my knees to my throat and I began to twist and turn as Alice rubbed me harder and harder. Mom, I felt that I was going to come!
It was then that I saw that old man Schmitt had dropped his pants and his cock was in plain sight. Mom, that thing of his is huge! It must have been at least a foot long and as big around as my wrist! As I stood there dumbfounded, staring at that monster thing, old man Schmitt gave her another order,
`Come on, Alice! Don't dilly-dally! Put on the grease!'
"Alice got a jar of some kind of goopy-looking stuff and spread a generous amount of that greasy stuff all along Mr. Schmitt's cock. Then - and this flabbergasted me even more - she bent over and, with her fingers, she pushed more of that stuff up into her ass! Once more, old man Schmitt ordered Alice to,
"Take the usual position!"
"Alice kinda slid over to the table and it looked as if she were trying to avoid looking in my direction. Then she leaned over the table and, with both of her hands, she pulled her buttocks aside! Mom, I was looking straight into her greasy, puckered butt-hole! I wasn't allowed to look at Alice's butt for very long because old man Schmitt stepped in between us and put the head of his massive cock right up against her butt-hole!
Mom, that was the weirdest thing. As I stood there with my eyes bulging out, I watched first the head and then the shaft of Schmitt's cock push through into Alice's ass! She screamed and began hunching her hips in an attempt to get away from that huge ram, but that mean old man didn't stop pushing that thing into Alice until his crotch was flush against her ass! And then mom, he began fucking her ass! Hard!
Alice as crying and begging him to stop, but he just ignored her pleas for mercy and kept on fucking her ass. He was pulling nearly all of his thing out of her and then plunging it completely back into her. I could see her hips bunching up in a vain attempt to ease that punishing plunge into her guts, but that mean old man didn't pay her any attention.
Then I saw him give a couple of extra hard stabs into Alice's ass and I knew that he must be coming. Sure enough, when he did finally withdraw his cock from Alice's ass, a string of gooey come stuff fell on her hips.
Alice made no attempt to clean herself of his jism. She merely dropped her skirt and, in a very weak tone of voice, said,
"Okay, Mr. Schmitt, you've had your fun. Now, can I get my mother's beer?"
"Not just yet, missy. There is something that I want you to see first."
He turned to me and said,
"Now that you have witnessed what your little whore of a friend can do, I think it is your turn. We are going to discover just exactly what kind of Jew girl you are!"
"I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was soon to learn what he meant."
"Alice, during the great war, my great-grandfather was a guard at one of the camps. And he used to tell us about his adventures with Jewish women.
As he told us: when the trains arrived, the, `passengers' were separated into groups: men in one group and women in another. There was always one more group and that group contained all of the girls who were thirteen or older - particularly the Jew girls. This group of girls was marched into one of the barracks where there was a long, low table that ran down the center of the space between the bunks. That table was a lot like this one. Each girl was told to stand at the table and then to lean over it - just as you did today, only the purpose of this exercise was different. The guards weren't planning to just fuck these girls - oh no, they were searching for something entirely different.
You see, Alice, there is a strain of Jew females who are not only willing to service men, but who totally search out sex! These Jew females can be found by placing the head of a man's cock against their ass-hole. If they are one of these hot-blooded, harlot women, they cannot resist the urge to push back against the cock until it is totally swallowed by their asses. No pressure needs to be applied; the girls will do all of the pushing necessary. You might assume - and you would be correct - that these harlot females are rather rare so that - out of a train-load of girls - we might only get one - perhaps two harlots. That was enough to satisfy a whole brigade of soldiers.
My great grandfather told us that the soldiers were sad when they had to leave their human fuck-dolls behind when the Allies began to close in
Today, I am going to subject your Jew friend to the test to determine if she is one of these fuck-dolls."
"Mom, he pushed me up to the table and, in a very rough manner, forced me to bend over it. Oh God, mom! I tried to fight him and Alice, but I just couldn't! I felt Alice push two of her fingers into my ass and I knew that she was greasing me so old man Schmitt could ram his cock into me. Mom, I had never been treated in this way. I was a virgin in my ass! But, when he placed the head of his huge cock against my ass hole, something burst inside of me and I wanted that cock so badly that I couldn't keep myself from trying to suck it up inside of me! I heard him say to Alice,"
"See? I have been standing absolutely still, but somehow, your friend has gotten my cock head inside of her ass. See how she pushes back against my cock? Watch as she slowly slides it into her! Oh, my God! She is so tight! Fucking her ass will drain me for sure!"
"But mom, he didn't fuck my ass! I fucked my own ass!"
As she admitted to this unnatural act, Sarah began to cry. I went around the table and took her into my arms.
"There. There, my child. Were you hurt?"
"No mom and that is what makes it so humiliating. I enjoyed it! Old man Schmitt wasn't fucking me - I was masturbating and using his penis as a dildo!"
I poured us both another glass of champagne and we sat there and contemplated life and what had happened to the both of us. My mind drifted back to that first night with David in the garden. David - ever the gentleman - had lifted my gown up over my head so that, when I took the position of, `showing my peach' I wouldn't soil my gown. The grass in the garden had been freshly watered and I felt the cool moisture as my tits burrowed deeply into the freshly mown grass. Whether David knew how to fuck a kedeshah or not I didn't know, but he began vigorously rubbing me from my pleasure bud to my puckered hole.
Now, upon reflection, I knew that it was I who fucked David and not the reverse. It was I who gradually pushed his penis into my ass! I was brought out of my trance by Sarah's voice.
"Mom! Mom! Where are you?"
"Sorry honey. I was reminiscing about the first sex session I had with your father. I was also recalling how he once told me that I make sex like a kedeshah. It was then that I learned that all of the men in his family went to the temple once each year during the holy week and had sex with their mothers and all of the other females in their families."
Sarah broke into my reverie with an extremely harsh question.
"Mom, are you going down to see old man Schmitt and let him.. well, you know?"
"Why do you ask me that?"
"Because I know now that we are both Kedeshahs. And, since you have stopped rubbing your cunt and you now have three or four fingers up inside of you, I jumped to the conclusion that the prospect of an elephant-cock being pushed into you would pull you to him! I'm right aren't I?"
"Oh, I've spawned a child that is going to spy upon my every movement. I hadn't really thought about that, but it does hold promise. You wouldn't be disturbed if your old mother went out for a little shagging - would you?"
"No way, Jose, but only if you let me come along and watch!"
We were both laughing when the doorbell rang. We had been drinking the wine steadily and both of us were beyond caring what sort of an appearance we presented to whoever might have arrived to visit us. Before I could speak, Sarah had called out for our unknown visitor to enter. Then, as the door opened, we both stared, in disbelief, at the woman who was standing there.
She was a big woman and a rather heavy one to boot. From her facial features, it was easy to determine that she was an oriental. Moreover, she was dressed in an oriental kimono. There was a row of huge decorative buttons down the front that closed the kimono. It was a beautiful crimson robe. I didn't look at Sarah, but I was certain that she was just as dumbfounded as I! Our visitor was the first to speak.
"I'm sorry if I am intruding upon your leisure time, but my husband insisted that I extend an invitation for you to attend a small party at our place tomorrow night."
I spoke, "I'm sorry, but you have us at a huge disadvantage. Neither one of us knows who you are or, for that matter, who your husband might be."
"Please forgive me. I didn't expect to be brought into your apartment so abruptly so I wasn't prepared to introduce myself. I am Minori Schmitt. Isn't that the strangest combination of names you've ever heard?"
Her jollity was infectious so we began laughing right along with her.
Sarah spoke up and said, "Won't you join us? We are just enjoying some of your husband's better champagne."
Sarah closed her legs and stood in preparation for getting another glass when Minori declined the offer.
"Thank you, but no. I don't have an awful lot of time so I will get right to the point. We are planning a little social get-together for tomorrow night and, since your daughter comported herself so admirably this afternoon, we wanted to extend an invitation to the both of you. You will come, won't you?"
I couldn't get the picture of Sarah with old man Schmitt's cock buried in her ass out of my mind, so, before I could answer, Sarah said, enthusiastically,
"Yes! Of course we'll come. Should we bring anything?"
"Oh no, that won't be necessary. We will just have some canapés and drinks, of course. I do have something of an odd request to make of you." I nodded for her to continue. "As you may have surmised from my husband's actions of this afternoon, he is a very sex-conscious male and he demands that I be ready and willing for sex at any time and in any place. In order to keep me - shall I say, `hot' - on a continual basis, he gets a supply of an aphrodisiac which I am required to administer to myself every day. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to properly prepare myself before leaving home and my trip after leaving here will not provide me with any kind of relatively private place in which to dose myself so, may I administer my aphrodisiac here?"
"Yes, of course. Would you like to use our bathroom?"
"No, that won't be necessary. Since both of you have been exceptionally free with the presentation of your bodies, I shall not be embarrassed to display mine."
As she said this, she began undoing the buttons of her kimono. She started from the bottom and she hadn't gone very far when both Sarah and I gasped in startled excitement. We were staring at a phallus! What's more, this phallus was an integral part of Minori's body! The unbelievable part of this dramatic presentation was that this phallus reached clear down to Minori's knee and it was easily as thick as my arm!
For several heartbeats, she just stood there and let us digest this strange presentation and then she said,
"I am what the Japanese call a, `Futanari'! Here, in this country, I would likely be referred to as a, `dick girl'!"
She lifted that momentous phallus and the testicles that supported it so that we might see that she also had a yoni.
"We Futanari are gifted with all of the sexual genitalia so we can not only accept every kind of sexual action, but we can deliver every kind of sexual action as well! There is a side effect that I feel I must mention. Futanari are as horny as hell!"
While we tried to digest this development, she brought forth a small bottle that contained some kind of a milky-white liquid and a hypo with a long very slender needle.
"Now Eve, if you will just hold this bottle so I can dip this hypo in it, then I shall do the rest!"
Rather gingerly, I took hold of the bottle and opened the cap. Minori dipped the hypo into the liquid, sucked up as much as the hypo would hold and then - my God! - she placed the head of her phallus in an upright position and proceeded to empty the contents of the hypo into the opening in the center of her cock-head! Her whole body shivered with the effects of that liquid.
"I can't describe the effects to you, but it causes a warm sensation to pass throughout your entire body."
Before either Sarah or I could object, she re-filled the hypo, leaned over me and proceeded to drop a single drop of that liquid directly upon my clitoris! Then, she turned and repeated that operation with Sarah as the target!
"Consider that this is my, `thank you' for being so nice to me today. I am certain that you will think of me as this sex-syrup begins to take effect. Well, I must be going. Thank you again and I am looking forward to seeing you both again tomorrow night."
And, before either one of us could do anything, she was gone!
I, for one, did not want to move. The warmth that Minori had spoken of was coursing through every part of me and I felt as though I never wanted to stir again. With a determined effort, Sarah and I managed to empty that big bottle of wine. Sarah drank down the very last bit of her wine, rose and tottered off to bed. I just rolled up into a ball and fell asleep on the couch. Then the end of our evening's fun came upon me.