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Angels and Oak Trees

Part 6

With the new school year and the return of the father from hell there was little time for the angels and demons to gather.

Still, on a rare Friday evening, when homework was put aside and the drunkard had gone out, the angels did visit the tree house.

Emily discarded her trainers as she entered the tree house, her jeans were wriggled out of and her sweatshirt tugged over her head. 

"It's kinda cold in here" she complained as she slipped onto Jon's lap.

"You could try keeping your clothes on" suggested her sister sarcastically.

"It's been ages" Emily whispered as she poked her tongue out at Jenny.

Mica laughed and reached behind him for a blanket which he tossed over to Jon.

Jon soon had the blanket wrapped about Emily and himself whilst Mica readied his laptop and spread out a couple of sleeping bags for himself and Jenny.

"Tah dahhh!" announced Jon as he pulled bra and panties out from under the blanket.

Emily had the good grace to blush slightly and both Mica and Jenny smirked.

It was then, with something of a flourish, that Mica opened his laptop.

"I can't get a wireless signal all the way down here" he explained "I've downloaded the site"

"What site?" queried Jenny

Mica grinned as the banner filled the screen.

"Angels" it read before fading to be replaced with "Demons".

"This is the basic members area" announced Mica as he clicked for entry and typed a short password.

The angels widened their eyes as the first large still of the two of them in their angels costumes filled the screen.

"Is this for real?" Emily hissed

Mica nodded

"Somebody Monica knows" he explained "Wanna go in further?"

The girls nodded but not as fervently as Jon.

The menu tab on the left had three choices; Stills, Video & VIP. Mica clicked on Stills.

A page of thumb nails opened up showing a selection of still poses and shots. The option for a slideshow was highlighted and accepted.

One by one the stills clicked through, from the early "innocent" snaps of two girls playing dress up, through the uncovering of the devils and the partial stripping and groping of the angels.

No pictures showing nudity were included.

Mica flicked back and chose the video section without waiting for instruction.

A well edited video showed the same pattern of activity as the still slideshow. The video fades just before that first pair of nipples are exposed.

"god!" Jenny hissed

"Wanna play VIP?" grinned Mica as he pointed and clicked.

This time he went straight to the video, although a full set of stills were available too.

All four of them sat in hushed silence as Jenny's nipples were dragged into the limelight before them.

By the time her bikini bottoms are cast aside Jon had removed Emily's shirt and was absently toying with her breasts through her bra. For her part, Emily was stroking the boys erection through his jeans. 

Jenny was faring little better. Her blouse was undone and gaping, her bra pushed up under her armpits and Mica was tugging at her already reddening nipples as she gasped and tried to focus on the film.

By the time the video clicked back to its starting image Emily was on all fours staring at the screen. She was naked, of course, and Jon was encouraging her enthusiasm with one of the slim vibrators as she panted and gasped.

Jenny had succumbed to Mica's charms. Her jeans were around her knees, her shirt undone to the waist and her bra shoved up under her armpits. She lay on her back, long since having forgotten the video, legs spread as wide as her jeans would allow. 

Mica used his fingers between her legs and his lips on her nipples. Jenny writhed and hissed.

"I have an idea for a new storyline" hissed Mica into the silence "You girls up for it?"

"uh-huh" managed Jenny

Emily didn't say anything. She shuddered, she purred and she collapsed onto the floor in front of Jon as the orgasm took her, but she didn't say anything.

Jon allowed her a few moments before dragging her up to her knees and pulling her head towards his lap.

"You want cock Ems?" he queried gently

Emily slipped his erection into his mouth.

"She's up for it" Jon announced to the group.

"What did you have planned?" asked Jenny as she and her sister dressed quietly a little while later.

"It's still just an idea but woods and magic, you know, for Halloween." He summarized
"How will we manage that with Dad about?" Emily asked

"That, oh cocksucker of mine" answered Jon "is up to Mica the magician"

Emily blushed at his use of the cocksucker tag and carried on doing up her jeans.

The following Thursday, on the way to school, Jenny gave Mica the news he was waiting for.

"BIG ROW!" she announced "mum threatened to take dad back to court and he backed down."

"About what" Mica asked

Jenny looked at him.

"Seems mum wants to spend a few days with us at the start of half term, just a week before Halloween" Jenny replied, watching the boy closely. "Convenient huh?" she finished when Mica showed no emotion at the news.

"Yeah, kinda" Mica admitted.

Contact between the four was sparse thereafter. They managed the occasional grope in the bushes on the way home from school but nearly got caught by some old boy cutting his hedge. They snuck off for the odd meet at the tree house at the weekends but never had more than a few minutes together and no real time for the boys to practice their art of making clothes disappear.

Emily and Jon appeared most bothered by the lack of contact. Both would complain loudly and regularly and Mica and Jenny would laugh, hold hands and exchange chaste and hesitant kisses.

Not that the other couple were happy with the situation, simply that they knew that all would be well given time and that they had even more to look forward to later.

On one occasion Emily persuaded Jon to meet her behind the beech trees in her own garden. The thought was that, if called, she would be that much quicker to respond than if she had to clamber down the ladder first.

What neither reckoned with was the time it would take the girl to tug her jeans back into place when, within seconds of Jon burying two fingers inside her, the bellow came from the kitchen door.

Did her father blithely accept the excuse that she was watching a hedgehog? Who knows, but it seemed that he watched more closely thereafter.

The walk home, on that Friday evening before the half term break, was slow.

The girls knew that the changeover would take place at 4.30 and they were quite happy to miss their fathers' departure.
The boys were happy to enjoy female company for a little longer and already had their story in place for a visit to a gaming group around the corner.

And so it was that Monica opened the door to them just after 7.00.

"Hi guys" she beamed "I've missed you." 

She closed the door behind them and hugged each of them in turn.

"You two been looking after my girls?" she queried

"Not as often as I'd have liked" smiled Jon with a big grin.

"Jon, I do hope that you are not being vulgar" Monica answered, keeping her face straight until the boys smile faded and only then allowing  a giggle to escape her lips.

"Monica" he admonished

"The girls are clearing the kitchen" she smiled "go help whilst I have a chat with Mica"

Jon slipped into the kitchen. Mica and Monica retired to the lounge.

Half an hour later they had all but finished their conversations when Jenny slipped into the room, sidled up to Mica and slipped an arm around his waist. 

"Have you finished with him mum? I have a school project to discuss with him - in my room."

"In your room? Biology is it?" Monica asked with a raised eyebrow

"Well the kitchen's kinda occupied and I thought you might wanna watch tv or something."

Monica shook her head as her smile grew. She followed Jenny and Mica out into the hall and when they turned towards the stairs Monica turned towards the kitchen.
Mica almost burst when he heard her voice a few moments later

" ...........Not the wooden spoon Jon - we cook with that!"


A second day of "gaming" was the excuse for the two boys to leave home just after 9.00 the following morning.

Ten minutes later, Monica and her daughters slipped out of the house talking loudly about their planned shopping trip. Curtains twitched in a couple of nearby properties as the trio clambered into Monica's battered van.

They drove just far enough from Horse Shoe Drive and then spotted the boys at the side of the road. The van pulled over, the side door slid open and two boys scrambled aboard.

Half an hour later and the final pick up was Jorge.

Jorge, Monica explained, was good with computers, great with still and moving images, cheap and totally reliable.

Mica was sceptical at best.

"You trust him around the girls?" he asked bluntly.

Jorge answered for himself.

"I Jorge. I friendly. I like to look at pretty things but I never harm."

"You've seen the first set haven't you?" realised Jenny

"Of course I see them. I do work. I make all good." Replied Jorge "Look" he continued "girls very pretty but boys pretty too. I like both. I like look only."

Whilst Jon and Mica dropped their jaws Monica chimed in as she drove.

"I've known Jorge for years. He's a bit strange but really cool when you get to know him. Trust me guys, I've trusted you."

There was a general murmuring and a fragile consent.

After a significant period of silent driving the van drew off the road and up a small, rutted track.

"Private estate" Monica explained "I know the main grounds man. He said we could use the woods as long as we don't go close to the house."

"Anybody likely to be about?" Mica enquired

"Family are away in France and what staff are left will be busy prepping for a big party at the end of the week. We should be all alone."

They left the van at a five bar gate and trudged further into the secluded woodland carrying a number of bags and boxes.

They chose a spot quite quickly, a natural dip in the land surrounded by trees and shrubs and with one impressive fallen oak in the centre.

"Here good" announced Jorge as soon as he saw it. "Here I see what Mica write" he explained.

"Where are you from Jorge" Jon asked
"Portsmouth" the man replied

Monica giggled.

"I've never really found out much about his history" she explained 

"Jorge, he tries hard" grinned Jorge.

Jon laughed and Mica grinned at this revelation. Suddenly the potential Eastern Block mafia figure was rather harmless.

The boys set about getting into their costumes. On the other side of the clearing, the girls did the same.

"Oh wow" squealed Emily as Mica and Jon wandered over to the girls.

Mica was unrecognisable. Dressed as a hunched old wizard in blue robes decorated with black and gold stars, the heavy eyebrows and massed facial hair hid his boyish features almost entirely. The heavy grey wig did the rest. The fact of significant extra padding made him look 10 stone heavier.

Jon relied upon a fierce looking helm with slits for eye holes. Below that he wore a chain mail tunic over woollen leggings and sturdy boots.

"Wow yourself" smiled Jon as he studied the pair of elven warriors before him.

The girls were dressed in green tunic tops over brief green skirts with huge slashes up each thigh. Their legs were bare down to the ankle high leather boots that they wore. 

Their long blond hair had been secured in ponytails. Their faces were obscured by bandit style masks in matching green.

"Been reading some of the lines" muttered Jenny "not exactly Shakespeare" she finished.

Jorge interrupted then

"Words not what customer pays for" he said bluntly. "Story good enough. Gives excuse for looking at young people" he grinned.

"Customers?" queried Jenny, latching on to the first use of the word.

"Customers" repeated Jorge "We do this for fun and money Yes?"

"Whose making all the money?" the girl asked stubbornly.

Jorge looked at Monica, who nodded.

"Nobody make money yet" the man stated simply "When money comes it shared. Actors get 20% each. Writer, Mica, he gets further 5%. Manager gets 7%. Jorge gets 3% and rest goes for expenses."

Jenny quickly totted it all up. 

"5% for expenses?" she queried

"May not need whole 5%. If not it shared out." Shrugged Jorge

"And who is the manager?" asked Emily

"That would be me" announced her mother "Are you happy with those arrangements?"

The girl nodded. Jon followed suit, Mica hesitated

"I don't need the extra" he said "I might have the initial idea but we all have input. I say we add the writers 5% to the expenses pot and if it gets too big we can share it out later.

Everybody agreed quickly.

"Right we start" announced Jorge "Where script calls for special effect I add later. If I shout to stop please try stay still."

Jorge took up the camcorder and Monica the stills camera as the boys went to their appointed entrance and the girls slipped over the rise and behind a tree.

The scene opened with the hunched wizard wandering into the clearing with the warrior following closely behind, hand on sword hilt.

"Stop!" announced a lithe elf girl as she aimed an arrow at the wide target of the wizard's body.

The warrior sprang ahead of the wizard, sword drawn.

"Enough!" came a second female voice. 

The camera panned around to watch her approach from the rear, bow readied. 

"Lay down your weapons."

The warrior looked to the wizard who nodded. The warrior lay his sword at his feet and stepped back to stand alongside the wizard.

"State your business here" commanded the second elf girl.

"We mean no harm" started the wizard in a thick accent "we were looking for a quicker way and got lost in the forest."

The elf girls took turns to ask a few questions and then retreated to talk to each other. 

All the time the bows were trained on their captives.

Suddenly the bows lowered.

"We rest here" announced the first elf "then we guide you back to the path and you leave."

"My thanks" offered the wizard, bowing slightly.

The elves spoke quietly together for a few moments before the slightly shorter turned, once again, to the wizard and his companion.

"You rest here" she said forcefully. "Tashnya will wait with you. I will find food."

She was off before the words finished flowing, slipping smoothly up the incline and into the treeline beyond.

Tashnya paced back and forth a little, watching the two men on the opposite side of the clearing.

Sighing, the wizard sat down and motioned for the warrior to join him. That seemed the settle the elf. She stopped pacing and, after a few more moments, even put her bow down before sitting down with her back to the fallen oak.

The two men talked quietly to each other. The elf ignored them.

After a while the elf pulled her short sword free from its scabbard, took a whetstone from another pouch on her belt and began to sharpen the blade, slowly and methodically.

Tashnya relaxed into the rhythm of her work, drawing on knee up and exposing her undergarments to the gaze of her human companions.

The wizard noticed first and nudged his companion. The warrior looked at the long bare leg stretching from ankle boot to the green fabric drawn tightly over her elven crotch. He smiled.

The cameras spent much time focussed on that up skirt shot. 

After a while the elf was satisfied that her blade could be no sharper. She slipped the sword back into her scabbard and looked up at the humans opposite. They were sleeping. Tashnya stretched, yawned and allowed her own eyes to close.

As soon as her breathing drew steady and regular one wizardly eye opened up.

Slowly the wizard drew out a twisted wand with a glowing amber crystal set in the top. He pointed it at the elf and made a small rotational movement. He continued with the same movement for some time. Slowly, the camera focussed on the vine coiling around Tashnya's left wrist. 

Were the resolution better the viewer might have noticed that the vine was made of plastic and wire, rather than vegetation. They might also have noticed the thin fishing line leading the vine around the wrist.

Still the camcorder flitted back to a shot of the wizard from time to time and, during that gap, Monica would rush in and advance the vine a little further.

Eventually, the dozing elf had both wrists securely tied to the tree trunk. A further vine had wrapped around her torso to hold her into a sitting position. Still she slept on, presumably as a result of some additional wizardly conniving.

Even when the warrior rose quietly and slipped out of the clearing Tashnya slept on and the vine engulfed her more and more.

The second elf arrived unannounced. The lens captured the look of disbelief and horror as she dropped her hunting sack and levelled her bow at the wizard.

Even as she drew back the bowstring the warrior stepped into view and brought his blade down, smashing the bow from her grasp.

The elf kicked out and sent the warrior flying into the centre of the clearing.

Tashnya awoke, realised her predicament and struggled in vain.

The hunting elf drew her short sword and sprang at the fallen warrior with the blade raised.

The wizard wriggled his wand in her direction and the short sword changed into a long fluorescent yellow length which glanced off the warriors chain mail.

The elf turned to the wizard but before she could attack the warrior hit her in the side of her head with the flat of his blade and she went down.

The next scene opened with the girls tied securely.

Three trees at the edge of the clearing, and roughly equally spaced apart, provide their stage.

Tashnya was on the left. Her arms were pulled wide and secured between the two trunks. Her legs were equally secured but not pulled so wide as to prevent her taking her own weight.

The hunting elf was similarly tied to the right.

The wizard waved his wand at Tashnya and, when the camera turned to her, her skirt and tunic top had vanished. She was bound between the trunks wearing a modest green bikini, ankle boots and the all-important mask.
A similar wiggle of the wand and the hunting elf was similarly uncovered.

The wizard and his companion shared a glance and a lusty chuckle. A further wiggle of the wand and the warrior was reborn as a red skinned demon wearing nothing but bright red speedos and a red bandit mask. His horns glowed slightly as the camera flashed up and down his lean young body.

By the time the camera focused on the wizard another demon stood in his place, a pile of robes were on the earth behind him.

The two demons approached their captives.

Over the next 10 minutes they toyed with the elves. Hands caressed all neutral areas. Sometimes they played with an elf each; sometimes they both groped a single captive. 

The cameras missed nothing.

Suddenly, each of the demons was holding a length of long fluorescent yellow. A close up revealed that they were, in fact, double ended dildos.

The demons both approached the hunting elf who writhed against her bonds. 

Her body was caressed with the dildos, her mouth was penetrated by one as the other found its way between her thighs from behind to massage the gap at the top of her thighs.

Finally, one of the demons moved away and the camera flitted between the two captives, both of whom were receiving pokes and probes from those long fluorescent dildos.

Then the camera was angled to watch both pairs at the same time as the demons pulled forward the bikini bottoms. The demons stole a good long look down the newly formed gap and then proceeded to slide the dildos into the bikini bottoms.

Jorge called a brief halt at that point so as to be able to easily separate that section of the film. Then, with the demons grinning from ear to ear, Jorge filmed the dildos disappear into those modest green bikini bottoms. Hands followed them in, of course, and the girls squirmed that the more direct touch. 

After a little play the demons settled down to work properly. The dildos were inserted so that they bent under the elven mound and nestled between cunt lips at the front and buttocks at the rear. The cameras took quite some time recording the bulging bikini bottoms from all angles.

By now the demons were filling their tight speedos rather well and the cameras took the opportunity of recording those bulges too. Jorge was well aware that some of those would be suitable for the entry level guests and would help to bolster interest overall.

The demons paired up to toy with Emily, the hunting elf. Their hands massaged the bulge in her bikini bottoms whilst flicking over the protruding nipples pressing against the thin fabric of her top. She moaned. Her fierce fighting demeanour was replaced with a desperate need for the action to move on.

Slowly, the demons teased one nipple free of the bikini top. The other quickly followed. Then, as the demons suckled one to each nipple, the garment was undone and tossed aside.

The hunting elf rocked against her bonds, eyes closed, head back and whimpered as teeth nibbled at delicate flesh.

Then, whilst one demon massaged the bulge through her bikini bottoms, the other undid that bottoms and only the fluorescent dildo covered her modesty. Obviously, the dildo didn't stay in place very long and the elf gasped as it was dragged forward and upwards, parting her outer lips as it went.

The demons stepped back to allow the cameras to focus on her nakedness. Only her ankle boots and mask remained in place.

A close up revealed just how ready the girl was as a drop of fluid dribbled down her inner thigh.

Slowly, painfully slowly, the dildo was inserted between her legs. She gasped as she was penetrated and the ribbed sides of the invader rubbed at her sensitivity. Then the demons left her.

She hung between the trees with the dildo hanging from her as the demons moved to their next captive.

Jenny, Tashnya elf, suffered a repeat showing. She was caressed and molested and then stripped of her bikini top and bottoms. She too had the dildo inserted before the demons withdrew.

The cameras took many moments to focus on two nubile and near naked elf girls before the demons returned.

One demon stood behind each captive elf.

In unison they reached around, one hand on the dildos and one on the nearest breast. 

The elves were fucked then. Sometimes slowly and sometimes with more venom but the demons were relentless in their determination to feed as much of those yellow dildos into the captives.

Emily, hunting elf, was first to cry out in orgasm. Demon Jon continued to manipulate the dildo for many moments and the elf girl squealed and wriggled on her impalement.

Tashnya followed on quickly, begging her demon to stop as her knees started to buckle.

The film faded.

A demon stood before Tashnya. He grinned at the camera and then slowly drew the dildo from the elf. Still grinning he held up a string of love beads and, as the camcorder whirred and the still camera flashed, he pushed each bead into the girl. 

Each time another bead went in Tashnya would catch her breath and the demon would giggle.

Then the demon moved to the hunting elf. Again he slowly drew out the dildo. Again he grinned as he shoved home the love beads and watched her face as each one entered her.

The film faded again.

The next scene showed the elf girls on their knees alongside each other. Each had their wrists bound behind them and each now sported a wide leather collar, which only served to make their necks look even longer and more slender.

The cameras took the opportunity of washing over their naked bodies, focussing, in particular, on the short silver string protruding from each cunt.

The demons moved into view and the camera moved to the side.

In unison they approached the elves, pulled down the front of their speedos and allowed their erections to bob freely. Interestingly or at least noted by Jenny elf, the red skin colouration continued under their speedos.

There was no attempt at dissent as the demons offered their cocks. The elf girls opened their mouths and suckled greedily.

Neither demon held out long and they pulled away, almost in unison, to allow the camera to capture the strings of jism dangling from the captives' lips.

The film faded again.

The next shot showed two elves being led away down a tree lined path. The camera shot showed them approaching, still naked save for their boots and masks, and linked together by chains between their collars. 

The camera then panned around to show those firm naked buttocks and the backs of a wizard and warrior who shared the chain lead between them.

"Right" snapped Jorge "Back to the clearing to film the end with the bikinis on"

The boys turned and jogged the girls back to the clearing. Emily, in particular, struggled to keep up.
"Can we lose the beads now?" she asked as Jon tugged her bikini top into place.

"No" laughed Mica "you get to keep those all the way home. You too Monica" he finished over his shoulder.

All eyes turned to Monica.

"Mum?" queried Jenny

Monica went a demonic shade of red.

"Mica thought it would help with my, um, er, creativity" she gushed

Mica walked over to the woman, leaving Jorge to finish dressing Jenny. He slipped his hand between her thighs and palmed her through her jeans.

Monica moaned involuntarily.

"Looks like they're working" the boy grinned.

The scene was repeated, this time with the captives clad in bikinis. They had to make a short stop partway through whilst Emily finally gave in to a bead induced orgasm, but eventually Jorge announced an end to filming.

There was some argument when, back at the van, Mica refused to allow the elves to be untied or to wear anything else, but the rebellion didn't last long.

Monica drove away, very conscious of the beads moving quietly within her. She dropped Jorge off and managed another three miles before announcing that she had to pull over.

Luckily, she found a quiet lane quickly enough and pulled the van to a halt.

Answering Mica's invitation she clambered through to the back of the van. By the time she had wriggled out of her jeans both her daughters were effectively naked. 

They still wore the ankle boots and the collars but nothing else.

Mica posed the assembled group.

The elf girls were face down, bum up, facing the rear doors. Monica was behind them. 

The boys helped her out of her sweatshirt and underwear and then gave her a dildo for each hand.

"oh godddd" Monica hissed as she penetrated each of her daughters with those fluorescent yellow prods. 

Jon tugged the beads out of the woman and replaced them with both of the slim vibrators.

"Ohhhhhh Godddddddddddddd" she squealed as the orgasm streaked through her and she pounded the dildos into her girls.

Mica filmed it all.

Jenny was the first to succumb, shrieking her joy and glory and wriggling off the dildo as fast as she could to curl up panting hard. Emily was only a few strokes behind her.

The girls watched as Monica suckled each erection in turn, gulping down the gifts that the boys gave her as fingers tugged and pinched at her bare nipples.

End of 6