Mindless Slut
by Unknown
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CHAPTER ONE 

James Kingston was wealthy in more ways than one. As he gazed down at the 
clouds passing beneath the swift jet, he reflected on the accomplishments of 
his life. Sitting beside him, and across the aisle of the plane were what he 
considered his greatest successes. 

His wife Karen looked up from her book and smiled as she caught his gaze. At 
thirty-seven, she still had the face and figure of a girl. Her light blonde 
hair framed a face that turned heads wherever she went. He had not believed 
his luck when he had won her nearly fifteen years ago. 

He had been a gawky freshman at Harvard and completely tongue-tied around 
women. She was a blonde goddess, sought after by every male who knew her. 
Somehow she had seen through the gawky boy to the strong man underneath. 
When he had proposed, his biggest fear had been that she would laugh. 

It was not whether she would say no he dreaded, but the uncertain manner of 
it, and the amount of humiliation he would have to bear thereafter. He had 
backed down time and again, sometimes at the very moment he had made up his 
mind to ask, but each time her beauty had drawn him back and forced him to 
try, at least, to make of her a companion of more than a semesters 
dalliance. 

So certain was he for the variety of negative responses that when she 
accepted, his shock and confusion had left him speechless. Now he simply 
shook his head in amusement at the simplicity of youth. Karen had given the 
ultimate meaning to his life. 

The raised voices of his children, in some muted, but considerable 
disagreement, brought his thoughts their way. How alike, and yet unlike 
their mother they were. 

Penny had just turned eighteen last month. She was a tiny frail looking 
beauty. Thin, but extremely feminine. Her long lustrous brown hair fell down 
around her body like the finest silk. 

Her face was small and round, with a tiny pouting mouth and snub nose that 
he still could not resist tweaking from time to time, much to her annoyance. 

Penny was as gentle a person as he had ever known. So innocent and trusting 
sometimes, that he worried about any new acquaintance she might meet, in 
case her trust was abused. 

The boys particularly worried him. Penny seemed not to know the meaning of 
words like deceit and lie. In any person that could be a fatal flaw. In a 
girl child with the beauty and helplessness of Penny, it could be tragic. 

He didn't even want to think about the first time some swine of a boy toyed 
with her, only to use and discard her after satisfying himself. 

That her gentle heart had not been broken long since was more a case of 
careful, perhaps overly careful supervision of her male acquaintances, and 
the wild and unpeopled places they had lived since she had turned form a 
cute child to a gorgeously attractive young woman. 

For the last two years, he had been site manager of Malcolm petroleum's huge 
oil project in Northern Alaska. Far from any city, there were few boys her 
age. Those there were, were either too respectful of his near godlike power 
over the area, or too shy and tongue tied by her beauty to do anything more 
than make clumsy attempts at friendship with her. 

For the three years before that, he had managed a series of drilling sites, 
even more remote and barren Children there had consisted of a few curious 
Indian kids from neighbouring reservations. 

Friendly and open, they had been easy companions of the Kingston children, 
though Penny had never seemed to adjust or adapt to the kind of woods lore 
and games they had favoured. 

He was afraid her time with them had produced nothing more in her than a 
reinforcement of her belief that everyone was a nice person who would dote 
on a sweet faced girl. 

Now that his little girl had developed into a very attractive brunette 
replica of her mother, he worried about the men, not boys, she would 
encounter. 

Even worse was the fact that they were leaving the small town country 
friendliness they had long known, for civilization again. 

James Kingston had finally gotten promoted too high in Malcolm's to be able 
to hide himself and his family away in the violent beauty of the 
hinterlands. He was to have an office job. Transferred to England to become 
President of the company's considerable investments in that country's North 
Sea Oil. 

Kingston had known enough Englishmen in his times to know of the 
ruthlessness which they stalked the fairer sex. He despaired of throwing 
Penny from the gentle honest retreat of the northern mountains to the 
nightclub atmosphere of London. 

Penny looked away from her sister with a pouty frown, pushing her seat 
backwards as if to ignore the tempestuous young blonde. 

Robin Kingston glared back at her, an expression of frustration on her face. 
While he might worry about what the world would do to Penny, in Robin's case 
it was the other way around. He had never heard of a more cynical adolescent 
in his life. 

At sixteen, she looked on the world through eyes that seemed to know all the 
worlds sins and evils firsthand. She was a compulsive reader who went 
through pocketbooks at the rate of one, or even two a day. 

If she would only read the simple flowery romances Penny doted on ... but 
no, mysteries and westerns, science fiction and war, spy's and terrorists 
and murderers; these were her windows on the real world, them and an old 
Chinese housekeeper who'd been with them the last five years. 

What the two of them talked about, he didn't know, but he was sure it had 
had a lot of effect on the person she'd become. Not that he could really 
fault her. It was just that it was impossible to understand her. 

She could be as abstinent as a mule and as hard hearted as a Nazi storm 
trooper, and yet sometimes he was astonished at the depths of understanding 
and gentleness behind those enormous blue eyes. 

She did not have a quick temper, in fact it seemed near impossible to make 
her really lose her temper. He had seen her accept stoically, things that 
would have sent even Penny into a rage. When aroused however, she could 
become a demon. A towering furious rage that only her family knew, was still 
never quite out of control. 

When she had thrown a chair down a stairwell at a boy at the communal 
school, for instance, they knew well that she had ensured the chair wouldn't 
hit him. The display of temper had been the talk of the school for days 
afterward, and Robin's temper had become near legendary in the area, but 
they all knew that she never did anything she didn't mean to. 

She had the reflexes of a cat, he thought. If Penny was the gentle innocent 
doe, then Robin was the sleek hunting Lynx. Beautiful and deadly. 

Her golden hair swirled around her head like a lion's mane, and cascaded 
down around her shoulders. Sleek. That described Robin to a T. Maybe it was 
the martial arts she had learned with such single minded intensity, from the 
old Chinese, but when Robin walked, he imagined a sleek animal. 

Contained, calm, she looked out at her surroundings with a knowing and 
perhaps even arrogant look, sure of her own strength and purpose. In a way 
he was glad of such capable self-assurance in her. Like her sister, he knew 
she would become an immediate target of every boy she met. 

If Penny caused heads to swivel, and eyes to open, Robin made male hearts 
pound, lungs stop breathing, and tongues fall over themselves. Her beauty 
was such that grown men, fathers and grandfathers many times over, would 
suddenly stop talking and drop their jaws when she strode past. 

Young as she was, she seemed like sex incarnate. A figure that was as 
perfectly formed as if carved by DaVinci or Michelangelo. Her shirt clung to 
her chest and outlined perfectly the protrubances of her breasts, TITS, he 
thought, that's what they are, might as well call things true. 

Why the girls these days had to wear such form fitting clothes he didn't 
know. 

Two months ago he had accidentally caught sight of her sunbathing in the 
nude. He hadn't known at first it was her. He was on a walk through the 
woods, not far from the camp, when he had seen the golden body in the 
meadow. 

She had been standing, her body moving slowly through one of those oriental 
exercises. He had stopped and gawked, raising the binoculars to his eyes. 
The sight of the firm taught ass and gorgeously curved front, the high round 
breasts, large but not busty, the sleek legs leading u to a lightly covered 
crotch; had given him an instant hard on. 

When he had finally raised his wide eyes to the face and recognized her, he 
had been stunned. He had to look again and then back at her body, still 
unbelieving. How had he never noticed!? 

After that, had come the guilt at his thoughts, made much worse by the near 
uncontrollable dreams about her that cropped up from time to time in his 
brain. 

One drunken night he had masturbated to the mental image of her spread 
eagled body beneath him. His rigid penis thrusting home in her tight virgin 
pussy, her voice raised in orgasmic cries of delight. 

The next day he couldn't even look at her. He averted his eyes and wondered 
at his own perversion. Yes, he knew well the kind of thoughts she raised in 
men's minds all unawares. The open, lust filled stares of men encountered on 
the trip had been all too obvious. 

He had seen at least two men, both well into their forties, with bulging 
crotches. The guilty knowledge of her effect on him made it difficult to 
fault them. 

Robin glanced back at him, noting the thoughtful look he showed her. 
Kingston was wrong in one assessment of his daughter. She knew perfectly 
well the effect she had on men and boys. She had even seen him on the hill 
with his binoculars as she did the Tai Chi exercises this summer, noticed, 
and recognized the looks he sometimes fastened on her. 

She wasn't unduly upset by it. Those looks had become more and more common 
in the last few years. She was aware of the effect she had on people; had 
been for years now. 

Nor was she a virgin. She had been a flat chested, but already beautiful 
thirteen year old, when Wong Chin had finally given in to the temptations 
plaguing him for two years and introduced his trusting student to another 
facet of the body's capabilities. 

Sure of herself, and unafraid, she had easily accepted his instruction to 
disrobe. His shaky hands, as they ran over her body, produced only curiosity 
in the girl. 

They were in the deep grass. Wong pushed her back on the ground and kissed 
her lips gently. He brought his mouth down the length of her body, tasting 
the sweet scent of her innocence. His tongue slid over her tiny nipples, 
bringing a tingling to her breasts. 

Her nipples hardened as he bit on them gently. His tongue ran up and down 
her body, over her stomach, slicing through and into her belly button, and 
then down between her spread legs to her nearly hairless, tightly closed 
slit. 

His tongue worked back and forth on the hidden clitoris, sliding around the 
inside of her vaginal lips and then pushing deep through the centre of her 
cunt hole. The tingling in Robin had progressed to a dull roaring in her 
head. All unafraid, she wondered at the sensations of this new thing her 
teacher was showing her. 

Wong had placed himself over her then and dropped down on her small frame. 
She could feel something pushing at the mouth of her slickened pussy, 
something which was both hard, and soft. It shoved insistently, undeniably. 
She felt pain as her vaginal lips were pushed aside by the inoperable 
downward push of the old man's penis. 

Still she was unafraid, few of the lessons were without pain. As the cock 
slid down into her, inch after inch, she caught her breath at the pain and 
bit her lip to keep from crying out. 

She could feel the hairs around the base of his cock tickling the tightly 
stretched lips of her cunt, and knew he had pushed his thing all the way up 
into her. 

Robin hadn't known anything about sex. Had known only that this new thing 
was painful and uncomfortable. Her groin felt stretched and full. The old 
man began to pump his body then, sliding his cock in and out of her cunny 
hole. 

Gradually, the pain had decreased and faded into nothingness, replaced by a 
strange tingling sensation, like the one in her breasts. It grew stronger 
with each passing minute until she had instinctively returned his pumping 
motions, arching her groin up to meet him as he thrust into her. 

Then he had gasped and collapsed over her, his cock going flaccid and 
slipping out of her. That had become an almost daily drill, she had not 
questioned it really. It was kind of pleasant and she knew it caused the old 
man a great deal of joy. 

All of their exercises had taken place in the nude afterwards. She became 
used to his hands gently caressing her buttocks or chest, sliding 
caressingly up the inside of her legs to cup and squeeze her crotch. It had 
been only a few weeks later that she had had her first orgasm. 

When he had pushed her onto the floor during one of her instruction periods 
and entered her, the tingling had grown into a powerful roar which grew 
louder and louder until it blocked everything off and she had shivered and 
gasped as her body arched and writhed in unfamiliar climax. 

Even after she had found out that what they were doing had nothing to do 
with martial arts and was in fact probably terribly wrong by societies 
viewpoint, she had continued to cooperate. She enjoyed the sex and felt she 
owed him for the instructions in martial arts anyway. 

As she developed more, her thirst for sex had grown. Often in the past year 
it had been she who had initiated the coupling. She had become, to the old 
man's dismay, a virtually insatiable partner, who wore him out daily. 

They had experimented in virtually every form of sexual activity he could 
think of. She had trained herself in the art of fellatio to the point where 
he was willing to admit that she outdid even the boldest Shan Hai bar girl. 

She hadn't blinked at his introducing anal sex into their routine in the 
last few months. He had been wanting to try that since the first day he saw 
her tight little buns, lightly covered in an undersized bathing suit the day 
he had arrived to work for the family. 

As she lay on her belly under him, her limbs spread wide. He had eased his 
cock down into her hole. Unlike other women he had known, she did not shrink 
from the act with revulsion or fear. She had followed his instructions 
carefully, as always, loosening her anal muscles to ease the entry of his 
penis. 

The softness, the beauty of her outstretched ass, nearly made him cum before 
the head was even past the round opening. She pushed back at him and he sank 
slowly down into her asshole. Inch by inch, his rigid cock slid into her 
until his balls rested tightly in the crack between her buttocks. 

GLORY! he thought. SO TIGHT! SO HOT! 

If he died right then, he would have been a happy man. He lay there for 
several minutes, savouring the feeling of her asshole clutching and sucking 
at his prick, unwilling to bring this act closer to end. 

The two lay on the ground unmoving as minute after minute went by. Both of 
them felt the erotic turn on of the act, both of them possessed by a 
swelling chorus of roaring sensations. 

Robin lay there as the feeling swelled within her. It was so WONDERFUL! She 
felt so full, so crammed. Like she had been impaled, pinned to the earth by 
the lance in her anus. As soon as Wong started pumping, she flashed into an 
overwhelming climax. 

He pumped faster and faster. His lower body flat on her and the ground, his 
upper body raised by his outthrust arms, hands crushing her out flung upper 
arms beneath them. 

He arched backward when he came, his cock embedding itself up her tight 
asshole, spewing forth globs of hot white jism deep into her body. She came 
again, her body twisting and shaking under his, drool coming out of her open 
mouth as she gasped and grunted her ecstasy. 

* * * 

Nor was the old man the only lover she had taken. Several astonished and 
delighted boys and men had experienced the joys of her body. Not that she 
slept around. She was always very careful about who she slept with. It 
wouldn't do to get a reputation after all. 

* * * 

She looked over at Penny, still sulking because she had called her dumb. 
Robin sighed. She looked on Penny as a little sister, and not because at 
five feet, she was nearly half a foot shorter than Robin. 

Robin was a natural leader, aggressive and confident. Penny was the 
opposite, unsure of herself, willing to trust the judgment of others over 
her own. Willing to allow herself to be led. 

That was how the first and only incident between them had happened. It had 
been six months after her sex play started with Wong. They had been engaged 
in a game of mutual wrestling and tickling in their room. When Robin had 
wrested Penny's t-shirt nightie off and uncovered her soft warm body to 
view, it had been with the idea of exposing more skin to tickle. 

That was the way it started. But as she beheld the struggling girl pinned 
beneath her, she had been struck with the thought of her sex play with Wong 
and others. Was this how she looked under them? she wondered. Her groin 
began to get warm and she began to work on her sister the way Wong had 
worked on her own body. 

Penny had gasped when Robin's hand plunged between her legs and cupped her 
pubic mound. Her stuttering, embarrassed complaints ignored, she had been 
unable to throw off her younger sister. The hand in her groin began rubbing 
and caressing her most private places, bringing bolts of electricity to her 
body. 

When Robin's mouth lowered and fastened tightly around her upthrust breasts, 
suckling on the flesh and chewing lightly on the small pink nipples, she had 
cried out loud in surprise and wonder. 

Robin's hand in her groin was doing strange things to her head. The blonde 
girl's hand played with the clitoris. She grabbed it between two fingers and 
pinched gently, sending Penny shuddering through an intense orgasm. 

When her sister lay still, she slid down her body and began working on her 
cunt and clit with her lips and mouth. She sucked and licked the helpless 
girl to orgasm after orgasm, thrusting first one, then two, then three 
fingers deep into her vagina. 

Afterwards a deeply upset Penny had explained all about sex, and what was, 
and wasn't accepted. Robin had turned aside her sisters demand to know the 
source of her physical knowledge of the subject, contenting herself with 
Robin's assurance that she wouldn't do it anymore. An assurance Robin had 
given only to placate Penny and stop her worrying. 

Robin liked sex. She saw nothing harmful and intended to do it as much as 
possible without getting a bad reputation. That was one of the reasons she 
was unhappy with the sudden move to London. 

She was away from the people she knew and could trust to keep quiet. Wong 
had been a wonderful lover, near irreplaceable. She glanced across at her 
brother Sean speculatively. 

Having no guilt's about any form of sex, she had no qualms about doing it 
within the family. She had avoided Sean mainly because she didn't want to 
risk him going to their parents if she made her wishes known to him. 

He was a year older than her and extremely cute in her opinion. Short silky 
dirty blonde hair. A good lean body, he would be perfect, so easily 
accessible at all hours. But the risk in approaching him was huge. If he 
refused and told her parents she could find herself in a convent or nut 
house somewhere. Not to mention the embarrassment. 

Penny had kept quiet mostly out of her own embarrassment. Sean on the other 
hand, was a cocky little con artist who never seemed to GET embarrassed. If 
she went after him she would have to make him make the overt moves, she 
would have to provoke him into seducing her. 

She smiled at the steward coming down their aisle for about the fifth time 
in the last half hour, and he smiled worshipfully back, his eyes darting 
from her to Penny and back again faster than a blink. She glanced at Penny 
again. 

SHE was not ready for a sexual relationship with a guy, for any kind of 
relationship, unless the guy was a saint. Robin made up her mind to look out 
for her sister when boys came around. 

 CHAPTER Two 

At last the plane touched down and everyone grabbed madly for their parcels 
and luggage. The three of them stood up to join their parents in the aisle. 
Penny smoothed out the dark green felt dress she had worn, murmuring over 
the wrinkles. Robin slipped on her suede jacket. 

Unlike her sister, she had no intention of compromising her comfort simply 
because they were around city people again. She wore her usual flat knee 
length suede leather boots, tight white pants and green shirt. She was so 
used to the outfit, which she thought of as her travelling outfit, she had 
had to go through the metal detector at the airport three times before 
anyone discovered the reason the thing was whining at her. 

It was the long, slim hunting knife resting in the top of her left boot. She 
was so used to carrying it, she hadn't even thought about it. The 
consternation of the security people had been brief once explanations were 
made. All easterners tended to think of everyone from Alaska as being wild 
mountain savages and Eskimos. 

She wondered what the staid British would think, especially the type they 
were likely to meet where they were going. The fabled upper class snobs of 
the country estates. 

Robin watched the men they passed from the corner of her eyes as they 
wandered through the terminal. The stares and whispers as they passed 
indicated that taste in women was not widely different over here. She 
swaggered a little. 

An eager driver stowed their luggage in the trunk, he called it a boot for 
some obscure reason. Most of their things had been sent over by ship a 
couple of weeks ago and were supposedly waiting for them at the house, if 
you could call it that. 

The pictures their parents had shown them had at first reminded her of a 
castle. On closer examination, they still did. Even though the place had no 
walls around it, the ancientness of the thing and its immense size brought 
no other construction to mind. She wondered if it would be as big in real 
life as it seemed in the pictures. 

It took them over an hour and a half on the highway to get there. The road 
was dotted with tiny little towns with old, old looking buildings. They were 
all very well maintained, and looked rather quaint and pretty in the 
sunshine. 

They turned off the road and onto a long winding road that the driver said 
was their private lane. All around them were trees and bushes. They passed 
within sight of several ponds and rivers as they rode through what their 
driver explained was part of the ten thousand acres that came with the 
house, or manor as he called it. 

Robin was stunned by the size of the house as the car turned pulled up in 
front of it. Their old house was the source of envy in other people she had 
met. It had, by American standards, been huge. 

This place hardly seemed to qualify as a house. It was more like some 
government office building or a hotel. Even the front lawn seemed to be 
easily twice the size of a football field. 

The car stopped before a group of people standing in front of what looked 
like the main entrance. One of them opened the door and stood back as her 
father stepped out. The three children followed him out quickly, trying not 
to gape at the immense structure before them. 

A tall dark haired man in a black tuxedo stepped forward and smiled at them 
all. 

"Welcome to Hanstead Manor." he said grandly. 

He introduced a dizzying array of people who apparently lived and worked in 
the place. Cooks, maids, housekeepers, gardeners, chauffeurs, Robin couldn't 
believe it. She had had no idea just how rich they were. 

They all filed through the huge double doors and then seemed to banish as 
the family came in behind. The inside of the building looked to Robin like 
the entrance to an old museum. The walls were made of big stone blocks and 
were covered in shields and swords and other old weapons. 

The ceiling was at least fifty feet high with banners and flags hanging from 
the rafters. Directly ahead was a staircase which led straight up and then 
branched like a T to each side. It was wide enough for ten people to climb 
up side by side. 

Luckily the place had had some updating. The last owner had been American. 
He had scandalized the local Architectural people by smashing in a bunch of 
walls and building a big indoor swimming pool. There was also a sauna and 
whirlpools. 

Her father had removed a lot of antique furniture from one of the rooms and 
replaced it with electronic video and pinball games. Robin and Sean were 
overjoyed to hear that, though Penny didn't care much for them. Her own room 
was about fifty feet long. It had an immense old king size bed, with four 
high posts on each corner running up to a canopy overhead. 

They spent most of the rest of the day exploring the place. At dinner they 
were served a dizzying array of dishes by tuxedo clad servants. It was 
strange at first, having servants. Especially the men. Some of them were 
extremely cute, she noticed. There'd be no running around the house in her 
underwear anymore. 

One of the waiters was a tall blonde muscular man in his early twenties. His 
eyes seemed to devour her every time she caught him looking, and sent 
shivers up and down her spine. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard to find 
accessible partners here after all. 

After dinner she returned to her room. The place was bigger than most 
people's apartments after all and she still had a lot of settling in to do. 
She spent the first hour fooling with the stereo system, getting it to sound 
just right in the cavernous room. 

When that was finished she guiltily decided to do some exercises to work off 
some of the weight she must have attracted from that immense meal. She went 
into the clothes closet. The enormous room looked depressingly bare, and she 
decided she would have to hit daddy up for a pile of new clothing. 

She pulled a simple blue leotard off a hanger and began to strip down. 
Normally she did her exercises nude, but in this place it was impossible to 
shove away the feeling of insecurity, of a lack of privacy, maybe it was all 
the servants. 

Once she had pulled on the leotard she realized that it had in fact been a 
while since she had used one. The sheer material squeezed uncomfortably 
against her breasts and crotch, riding up in the rear between her buttocks 
when she walked or twisted. 

She put on some fast rock and started her exercises. 

She was breathing heavily about half way through when she began to get the 
feeling that she wasn't alone, she looked around the room but didn't see 
anyone. The feeling persisted though. It came into her imagination then that 
there was somebody watching through a secret panel or something. 

These old places were supposed to be full of tunnels and passages and such. 
She didn't seriously believe it, but the thought of somebody, probably a 
guy, watching her exercising and getting all horny excited her. 

She looked down at her body as she moved, noting the crotch of the leotard 
had dug up between her pussy lips, and the back had bunched up so almost all 
her ass cheeks were visible. Her body was faintly excited from the jerking 
of the leotard crotch against her cunt, and this new idea began to arouse 
her much more. 

Robin had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, a cock tease, some of the 
men called her. She began exaggerating her movements for the nonexistent 
peeper. She thrust her ass out higher and farther than necessary on her 
bends, spreading her legs more. 

She pulled her arms higher and bent farther back than normal, throwing her 
chest out against the tightly clinging fabric. She was getting more and more 
turned on as her imagination took flight. She got the idea then to exercise 
as she normally would. 

So far had her imagination taken hold that the idea shocked her. She checked 
the windows to make sure they were covered. She had already locked the doors 
securely. With a quick shrug, she pulled the shoulder straps off and peeled 
the tight, sweaty covering down and off her body. 

She stood there naked for a moment, intimidated by the farfetched 
possibility that there might in fact be someone watching somehow. Then she 
returned to her exercises. 

She did deep knee bends, and jumping jacks, and long sensuous stretchings 
that pulled her arms high and back and thrust her hot hardened breasts out 
and up. 

She brought her arms down and across her chest with a graceful movement and 
stretched them out to one side. She gave a little shiver as they squashed 
over her boobs in passing, and she felt the erect nubs of her nipples slide 
across the skin of her arms. 

Her imagination took greater flight and she began to picture a huge crowd of 
excited men watching her every move, perhaps on a closed circuit camera. She 
spread her legs wide and bent over, hugging her legs with her arms. She 
visualized a TV showing a close-up of her cunt spread wide from behind. 

When she finished her exercises she was exhausted, both physically and 
mentally, but she absolutely had to have relief from the hot sizzling need 
that was burning in her crotch. 

She fished a key from her pants pocket and opened the strong box she kept 
her closest secrets in. Inside was, among other things, a soft, thick, 
pliable, foot long replica of a man's sex organ. In short, a dildo. 

She lay back on the wide flat surface of her bed and spread her legs wide 
apart. She put the dildo in her mouth, sucking gently, bringing moisture to 
her mouth to slicken the rubber. Her hand slid down her body, rubbing over 
and squeezing her breasts as it slid downwards, coming to rest in the open V 
of her groin. 

Her fingers slid up and down over her hard little clit, bringing jolts of 
electricity to her brain. One finger dipped into her moist slash, running up 
and down the slit, pushing deeper against the tightly constricted walls of 
her pussy pit. 

She was hot and wet inside, and her pussy felt alive as she thrust her 
finger deep inside. She worked over the clit with her thumb as she shoved 
another finger in her hole, burrowing it all the way to the joint. 

She took the dildo out of her mouth and began rubbing it across her breasts, 
sliding it back and forth over her now aching nipples. Her nipples were so 
hard they were almost burning with the heat and tension in them. 

Each time the dildo slid across, a jolt of pleasure burst inside her chest 
and brain. Her breasts were so hard and blood filled they felt ready to 
explode outward. The meat and muscles seemed to be straining against the 
thin layer of soft pink skin that bound it in. 

She curled her arm and squashed and squished them against each other, 
delighting in the sensations of heat and sexual agony. She felt herself 
building up to a peak of release, and she hadn't even used the dildo yet! 

She slid the tool down across her straining, sweat covered belly and into 
the furry thatch of hair around her slit-hole. She pushed down deeply as the 
dildo slid over her clit and the shock sent her into a tremendous orgasm. 

Her breath locked and her frame shuddered as the waves of pleasure overcame 
her. She rasped the dildo's length up and down her clit as she soared 
through the sensations of ecstasy. Her fingers were ramming in and out of 
her oily slit-hole as little gasps of pleasure came from her open mouth. 

It ended at last and Robin gasped in relief as her chest heaved and she drew 
giant gasps of breath into her straining lungs. 

She rolled out of the orgasm still on a sexual high. She continued to rub 
the rubber cock over her pussy, rapidly building up another load of 
electricity in her hole. She pulled her fingers out of her slit and slid the 
fat dildo up and down it again. 

It didn't look as if the thick rubber instrument could possibly fit in the 
tight, thin slit, but she knew better. The cock began to shove into her love 
hole ever so slowly, her tight wet pussy lips and cunt muscles fighting it 
every step of the way. 

In spite of how worked up she was, she had to pull her feet up, strain her 
thigh muscles, and shove her legs far apart. She pulled her knees back and 
used both hands on the dildo to force it slowly up inside herself. 

The cock hurt as it shoved aside her cunt walls, but the sensations of 
ecstasy more than offset the pain as inch after inch slid down into her 
guts. Her mind was so turned on she hardly noticed any pain. It was crammed 
full of images of herself being fucked by hundreds of horny guys. 

Her head was burning and her eyes lost focus as she worked the last inch of 
fat dildo inside her tightly clutching fuck pit. Her knees were far back and 
to the sides of her head as she shoved and pounded the last bit of rubber 
cock inside. 

Her fingers felt the strain and tension of her cunt lips as they clutched 
around the rubbery intruder. The back of her cunt-pit hurt from the pressure 
of the long cock against it and she had an incredible feeling of absolute 
fullness. 

She dropped her feet back onto the bed and glanced past her heaving chest at 
her flat belly, mentally measuring the distance the cock would have 
travelled inside hex. She groaned as she imagined the long stiff instrument 
far up inside her belly. 

She began to work the cock back down her fuck tube until only an inch or so 
remained inside her, then she grabbed the end with both hands and thrust it 
back into her pussy, yelping at the sudden bolt of pain and sexual energy. 

Slowly she worked up speed, gasping and moaning as the cock rasped across 
her clit on each stroke. Her body began to twist and shudder as waves of an 
approaching orgasm singed her brain. She worked the cock in and out faster 
and faster and faster. 

Her fuckhole was loose enough to use only one hand on the dildo now and she 
jerked the other up to her breasts, squeezing viciously, first one, then the 
other. Then she rolled over onto her belly and put both hands on the dildo 
as the orgasm overcame her. 

She writhed and jerked and humped up and down on the bed. Loud grunts came 
out of her mouth as her eyes closed and the room spun around her. Her body 
shuddered in time with the grunts as she crammed every last inch of cock up 
inside herself until not even an inch remained outside. 

Her pussy lips closed partway, only her fingers, still desperately shoving 
on the end of the dildo kept them apart. Her tits squashed and mashed 
against the bed and gave off their own bursts of fiery sexual energy as her 
shuddering jerking body rolled and heaved atop them, rubbing them up and 
down against her frame and the harsh blanket on the bed. 

Robin's legs were spread wide, her legs bouncing and flopping against the 
bed, her arms were both under her body, hands cupping her fuckhole, pressing 
as hard as she could. Her asshole was obscenely open as her small frame 
shuddered and jerked with repeated spasms of violent sexual explosions. Her 
head lolled back and forth helplessly as stars burst in her head, and fire 
shot through her belly and cunt. 

She pulled her legs closed, groaning as the thick rubber cock was pressed 
even more tightly by her cunt walls. Drool dribbled from her mouth as she 
rubbed her tits against the blanket, bouncing up and down slightly to 
increase the pressure on her outraged nipples. She groaned, a long loud 
expression of ecstasy and pleasure. 

At last the sensations began to subside and her humping and jerking became 
less frantic. Her legs slowly unlocked, and her cunt and breasts lost the 
terrible heat that had enveloped them. 

Her vision and senses began to return as she groaned and squeezed her thighs 
tightly together to wring the last ounce of pleasure from the cum. 

When she finally rolled over, she felt practically dead. She lay gasping for 
breath on the bed for several minutes recovering. Her pussy muscles slowly 
worked the fat dildo down and out of her cunt until only a couple of inches 
remained, and she gently pulled it out all the way. 

Pussy juices drooled out of her gaping cunt for a minute until the muscles 
finally recovered and her lips slowly closed tight. She sighed tiredly. What 
a fantastic cum, she thought. 

Her aching muscles groaned as she sat up weakly. There was a dark stain 
around the middle of the bed from her girl juices, and another around the 
top from spittle. She would have to find some way of concealing this from 
the maids who did the laundry around here, she knew. 

Right now all she wanted was a bath. She pulled herself to her feet and 
staggered across the room to the changing room and the bath. 

* * * 

Behind the wall, Dennis Parker gave his cock one last squeeze, expelling the 
last fat wad of cum from the tip. He pushed back the wood which covered the 
slit in the wall that allowed him to look into the blonde girl's room. 

He was in a secret passage which ran the length of the house, there were 
numerous secret entrances, including one in the Blonde's room, and a number 
of peep holes as well. 

As luck would have it the peep hole in the blondes room was directly over 
the bed. He had been rewarded beyond his wildest dreams by what had 
transpired over the last hour. 

At first he had congratulated himself for decided to check her out when she 
had started her exercises. Her ass and tits were clearly visible through the 
tight thin material of her outfit. 

When she had taken it off, he couldn't believe his luck. He had yanked his 
pants down and jerked off to the sight of her delightful body twisting and 
jumping on the floor. 

He had thought of her as a sweet untouchable innocent though, until she had 
gotten that dildo out and started to work on herself. His eyes had nearly 
popped out of his head and it was all he could do to stay there jerking off 
instead of crashing into the room and sticking his cock deep into the girl's 
belly. 

He promised himself thought, that he would get to feel the girl's cunt slot 
first hand before long. 

 CHAPTER Three 

Robin eased herself out of bed and wandered across the room to the changing 
room and into the bathroom. She turned on the water in the huge whirlpool 
bathtub as hot and high as she could take, and then poured some perfume 
water in. The hot water bubbled and swirled ferociously as she slowly 
lowered her sweaty body in. 

She sighed contentedly and laid her head back as the rushing waves massaged 
her tired skin. She looked around the big room, admiring it again. It was 
absurd what it must have cost of course, but she didn't plan to complain. 

After a few minutes of soaping, she lay there relaxed and let the streams of 
water remove the soap and dirt. When her hands started to look and feel like 
prunes she finally sighed and rose dripping from the tub. 

There wasn't any place within reach to hang a towel, apparently the thick 
carpeting was expected to absorb whatever dripped off a person until they 
made it to the wall and pulled a towel loose from the hanger there. 

She decided to leave washing her hair for tomorrow and contended herself 
with brushing the long blonde locks until they resembled her normal style. 
It wasn't too hard to emulate the casual messiness she liked anyway. 

She opened the bathroom door and walked out into the changing room. One of 
the servants had laid out a nightie and dressing robe on top of the table. 
She caught her tongue in her teeth at the sight. 

The nightie was an old flannel one she hadn't worn in years. It was the kind 
of little girl nightie she guessed the people here expected girls to wear. 
She pulled a pair of white silk pajamas' from their hanger and stepped into 
them. 

She walked along several long corridors and down several majestic flights of 
stairs before she emerged in the grand hall and knew for sure she was going 
in the right direction. From there it was only a minute to the cozy side 
room they had all designated as the "living room." 

Her mom and dad were sitting on the couch going over documents about the 
house and grounds when she came in. Kate looked up and smiled as Robin 
shuffled into the room. 

"Well, well. One of the prodigals has returned." Her dad looked up as well. 
"I thought you were with Penny and Sean exploring the house." he said. 

"Is that where they are?" she replied. "No, I was finishing up organizing my 
room and then taking a bath in that wonderful big rub." 

"Nice to be able to take a bath without someone pounding on the door, isn't 
it?" her mom smiled. The two of them exchanged small talk, mostly about the 
bathrooms and changing rooms, while her dad went back to the papers. 

Finally, she wandered off in search of Sean and Penny. She was a little 
miffed they had gone exploring without asking her, but she needn't have 
been. They had only gotten as far as the games room before stopping. 

"Exploration postponed due to darkness." Sean offered from his "ZARGON" 
game. "Actually, due to spookiness." Penny confessed. "This place is too big 
and old and empty to go exploring at night." 

They played games for an hour or so and then did do a little wandering 
around in the immediate area. They admired the swimming pool, although 
nobody felt particularly inclined to go swimming just then. Since the 
British TV was terrible, and the satellite dish wasn't installed yet, they 
all went to bed. 

Robin locked the door and pulled her shirt off as she crossed the floor to 
the big old bed. She shivered a little in the cool air. She tossed her 
slippers and socks under the bed, pulled back the sheets and blanket and 
then slipped her pants off and tossed them on the night table. 

* * * 

The sound of the panel sliding aside made no noise in the quiet room. After 
this evenings peeping, Dennis had tested and oiled it carefully. He gazed 
across the room at the sleeping girl and then slowly stepped through. 

The panel slid shut behind him as he shuffled across the carpet to stand 
next to the bed. The girl looked like an innocent angel sleeping there. You 
would never know from looking at her what went on behind her locked door. 

His hand reached down and slowly and gently slid through the thick curls of 
her hair. He dropped to his knees and slowly pulled aside the covers from 
her upper body. His eyes lit up and the quietest of gasps escaped his lips 
when he found her naked. 

His eyes raced back and forth between the even rise and fall of her chest 
and her tightly closed eyes. What could she do anyway, he wondered. With 
what he knew and could tell about her, including the location of her big 
rubber dildo, what could she really tell anyone if she caught him. 

He gazed at her breasts in rapture for several minutes as the chill night 
air hardened and stiffened her nipples. He had to grasp the side of the bed 
firmly to stop his hands shaking. Ever so slowly, he leaned forward until 
his face was inches away from one exciting mound. 

His tongue came out and softly licked across the nipple. A burst of 
excitement exploded in his brain and his rock hard cock jerked against the 
side of the bed. He wet his lips and brought his mouth down until they 
gently enveloped the proudly upthrust nipple. 

He sucked ever so slightly, bringing only the slightest of pressure to bear 
on the chilled flesh. His lips slid around the nipple and then daringly, his 
mouth opened wide and he sucked in a large chunk of breast tissue. 

The girl moaned slightly in her sleep and turned onto her side. Dennis 
jerked back and dropped down below the level of the bed for several minutes, 
before her even breathing reassured him and her rose once more. 

Her back was to him now. He debated going across to the other side of the 
bed and then instead, gently tugged the covers lower still. 

The smooth satin slid down her side and off over her hips to reveal her 
creamy thigh and rounded ass cheeks. He admired her behind for several 
minutes as he warmed his hands under his armpits. Then he softly brought one 
hand down and caressed the soft skin, squeezing very gently. 

After a minute, the girl curled up suddenly, nearly giving him a heart 
attack. He waited several more minutes, gazing at the small thin slit now 
peeping out from between her legs. 

He brought his upper body down on the bed until his mouth was right against 
that partly covered little pussy, and then licked his tongue softly along 
the slit. 

There was no reaction and he continued his licking, getting slightly more 
daring, exerting slightly more pressure. Her whole crotch area was wet with 
his spit before he stopped and sagged back light headed. 

He tore his pants open and pulled out his raging blood engorged penis. A 
single squeeze was all it took to erupt in white wads of jism. It shot out 
the end and down onto the sleeping girls buttocks and thighs as he tried to 
suppress his groans. 

He watched fascinated as one thick wad of sperm slid slowly down one round 
buttock and into the thin thatch of golden hair surrounding her pussy mound. 
He slid his hand down softly between her legs and rubbed the juice into her 
hole. 

Emboldened now, he tried to slide a finger between the wet pussy lips but 
was foiled by her tightly closed legs. He put a hand on her shoulder and 
slowly turned her onto her back. His hand reached down to softly cup a right 
breast as she turned over. He felt the nipples stiffness against his palm 
and nearly cried out loud as the rounded orb filled his hand. 

Next he slowly slid his hands around one ankle and gently, gently pulled it 
aside. He repeated this with the other ankle, then went back to the first 
and pulled it a little wider, then the second, then back to the first. 

When he was finally satisfied, the girl lay in an unnatural pose, flat on 
her back, arms at her side, and legs spread wide apart. 

He squeezed his dick, exuding more goppy juice onto his fingers. He moved 
his hand down to her cunt-mouth and worked his fingers along the thin lips. 
His hand came down on her tits again. He rubbed them both softly and gently, 
and then slid his shaking hand down over her smooth flat belly and into the 
small next of hair over her pussy. 

Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, he slid one thin fingertip into the slit. 
Inch by inch he managed to work the finger up into her cunt tunnel. It was 
so tight! Tight and smooth and unbelievably soft. The feel of the slick 
inner walls of her cunt hole on his finger nearly drove him over the edge. 
The tight little slit was hot and seemed to suck his finger like a baby 
sucking on a tit. 

He got onto the bed and knelt there between her legs, his rock hard cock 
only inches from her soft next of curly cunt hair. His other hand gripped 
his cock and began slowly jerking off. It was all he could do to stop from 
throwing himself down on her outspread body and ramming his cock deep into 
her hole with one powerful lunge. 

Finally as his finger sank all the way inside her fiery furnace, he knew he 
could not hold himself any longer and ejaculated another string of juice 
onto her tits and belly. 

Gasping, he pulled back then and slid the sheets back up. The sight of those 
still erect nipples stopped him. He knelt on the bed and wiped the tip of 
his semi-flaccid cock over her tit mound and nipple, the thing sprang almost 
instantly to life again. 

Dennis knew he would wake her up if he came as he was rubbing his cock 
against her tit. He wouldn't be able to control himself and would give 
himself away. He pulled back. 

But he had to touch her! 

He leaned forward again and grasped a handful of her thick flowing tresses 
in his fist. He wrapped it around his cock as he pumped it smoothly and 
quickly in and out of his fist. Then he came. His brain pounded as he shot 
his load out into the wad of golden hair and his cock sagged at last. 

He staggered across the room, pulling his pants up as he went, and 
disappeared into the passageway. 

* * * 

Robin noticed nothing irregular the next morning when she woke up. She 
thought little of the slight stickiness between her legs, having encountered 
it before on waking. Any evidence she might have noticed disappeared before 
she was really awake, in the soft heat of the shower. 

* * * 

Penny and Robin worked at their dad during breakfast about the respective 
bareness of their huge closets. They managed to get control of several gold 
cards for the morning. 

They hopped from store to store for several hours, running up their fathers 
credit cards and overloading the trunk of the big Rolls Royce the chauffeur 
was driving. 

Robin had worn a simple denim dress with a zipper that ran down the front 
from top to bottom, making it fast and easy to change clothes. She hadn't 
worn anything underneath since she intended buying lots of scandalous undies 
and a number of bathing suits. 

In one of the stores, this led her into an experience she hadn't counted on. 
Penny was sorting through dresses across the store as she carried an armful 
of silk and nylon panties and teddies into the changing room. 

She unzipped her dress in a single motion and hung it on a hook on the door. 
Standing there naked, she began pulling on panty and bra sets one by one, 
admiring herself in the full length mirror on the wall. In a couple of 
minutes there was a knock at the door. A soft female voice called through to 
her. 

"Please open the door miss," it demanded. Somewhat-surprised, she pulled her 
open dress from the hook and covered her front as she slid the bolt aside 
and peeked through. 

* * * 

Mary Crosby watched discretely as the two lovely teenagers scampered around 
the store. They were both incredibly beautiful and drew the eye of almost 
everyone who was near. 

The thin, hesitant brunette had some of the most beautiful hair Mary had 
ever seen, and a sweet childlike face that made her look like an elf. 

The blonde, younger and more raucous, had a figure men would kill for. Her 
long hair flowed around her syrupy cute, giggling face and gave an ethereal 
beauty to her hourglass frame. 

When she disappeared into the changing room with a pile of underwear, Mary 
had to restrain her speed at moving into the adjoining hallway to gaze 
through the one way glass. 

The glass was there to foil shoplifters of course, but was rarely used with 
customers of her obvious means. 

Mary stood scant inches from the glass as the naked girl tried on her 
selections. Mary's hand moved unconsciously down between her legs, squeezing 
her cunt mound tightly. Mary had seen a lot of nude and nearly nude females 
in her time, at the store, and elsewhere, but never one that excited her as 
much as this one. 

She had realized she was gay for at least ten years now, and had taken a 
number of female lovers. None however, matched the beauty of this one, even 
at the blonde girl's slight age. 

Her other hand cupped and squeezed her breasts through her dress and she 
moaned softly. If only, she thought. Then it hit her, and she was desperate 
enough to try. All that could happen is she would lose her job after all. 

* * * 

One of the saleswomen stared sternly in at Robin through the crack in the 
door. The woman impatiently pushed the door aside and stepped into the small 
room, forcing Robin to scurry backwards. She closed the door behind her and 
smiled at the girl and pointed towards the mirror. 

The woman was in her late twenties. She was very tall, and had straight, 
reddish brown hair that hung down to the shoulders. She was wearing a tight, 
shiny leather mini dress that was unzipped almost down to her belly button 
and displayed a large part of her breasts. 

"Look, I'm sorry to bother you or embarrass you, but I was watching you 
through the one way glass there." Robin turned red. 

"It's nothing perverted or anything, most stores monitor their changing 
rooms, either like this or by camera, to prevent shoplifting you know." 
Robin gulped, wondering about some of the things she had done in changing 
rooms in the past. 

"Anyway, the thing is, for hygienic reasons, you are supposed to only try 
underwear and bathing suits on over your own panties. If you don't you have 
to buy them. You'll have to pay for these now and would have had to buy all 
of them if I hadn't interrupted you." 

"But they don't all fit." she protested. 

"Look, you wouldn't want to wear those panties knowing some other girl had 
had them on only ten minutes ago would you?" Anyway, they looked fine to me. 
You have a very sexy body you know. Robin got even redder. 

Then the woman's voice seemed to catch a little. 

"Why don't you show me what you have on? You're not embarrassed or 
something, are you?" Robin shook her head and dropped the dress away from 
herself. She wasn't wearing a bra just then, only a pair of tiny string 
bikini panties. 

Mary gulped at the sight of the girl's nearly nude body. "Those look fine 
... Turn around." Robin turned, displaying her satin clad behind. Mary ran 
her fingers along the thin string around the girl's hips. 

"Is this too tight?" she gulped. 

"If it leaves a line on the skin it's generally thought to be too tight you 
know." She slid her fingers along Robin's hip, just inside the stitching. 
Robin shook her head slightly. 

"No." she almost whispered. "It's fine." She trembled slightly. Standing 
there almost naked next to this tall sleek woman who's fingers were sliding 
along the top of her hip, was beginning to send strange feelings through her 
body. 

Mary pulled her hand back. "Maybe ... hmmmm ... ummmm ... Why don't you bend 
over and touch your toes." she suggested. "To see if they ride up on you." 
she hurriedly added. 

Robin complied. Her excitement was starting to override her good judgment. 
This wasn't the way you tried on panties, she thought, but she didn't really 
care. She was starting to feel something like an exhibitionist, like she had 
back in her room the other night, except this time there really was someone 
watching. 

She bent way over, consciously spreading her legs a little apart. Mary 
caught her lip between her teeth to stop from gasping in delight. She could 
see the outline of the girl's pussy and the tight thin material had dug into 
the slit a little as she bent over. She moved forward almost trance like, 
her hands going down to the girl's pussy. 

"J ... J ... just a minute miss while I adjust this." she gasped. 

Her fingers grasped the edges of the strip running between Robin's legs, 
pulling the material out and slightly apart. Her fingers briefly touched the 
hair under the satin and a holt of electricity seemed to pass between them. 

Robin gasped and stood up suddenly, turning around. 

The two stared at each other for a few breathless seconds and then Mary's 
self control gave out completely. 

She threw her arms around the girl and pulled her tightly against her chest. 
One hand grabbed a chunk of Robin's hair behind her head and forced her 
mouth tightly against her own as her tongue shot forth and into the smaller 
girl's mouth. 

Robin didn't struggle at all. She was excited and incredibly turned on as 
well as somewhat stunned by this quick turn of events. The woman's tongue 
was inside her own mouth and swirling around as their lips crushed against 
each other. 

Slowly her own arms came up and went around the woman. Mary could have 
screamed in relief and delight. Her hands slid down the girl's back and onto 
her satin covered behind. She squeezed gently, and then rougher, pulling the 
girl's crotch up against her own. 

They stood there locked in a ferocious embrace for several seconds. Their 
mouths squeezing and sucking and licking all over each other's faces. Groans 
and sighs escaped them as they gasped for breath in between kisses. 

Mary's hands gripped the material of the panties tightly and pulled upwards 
with greater and greater force, as if she could rip them off right there. 

Robin squirmed against her. The material of the panties dug hard up into her 
slit and crotch, almost lifting her off the ground. Then the thin stuff came 
apart and Robin was completely nude. 

Mary's hands gripped her buttocks in a death hold, squeezing and clutching 
them, pulling the girl up against her so hard they could hardly breathe. 
Robin grunted as the panties tore off. 

Her vision was swimming in a dark haze caused by the heat and pressure 
behind her eyes. She rubbed her naked body against the rubber clad woman, 
delighting in the strange sensations as her swollen tits and rock hard 
nipples rasped against the crinkly stuff. 

Mary fell back onto the padded bench, pulling the girl on top of her. Robin 
was practically on her lap as the two continued long deep harsh kisses. Her 
hands raced over Robin's body, squeezing and caressing her tits and belly, 
and diving down between the parted legs and into her crotch. 

She rubbed her open hand up and down Robin's pussy, bringing a shudder from 
the little blonde. Then she dropped the girl onto the bench and got down on 
her knees beside it. 

Robin opened her legs wide and leaned back against the wall as the woman's 
head moved in between her legs. She pulled her legs up, putting the heels on 
the bench as the woman pulled her hips forward to bring her cunt right to 
the edge. 

Then Robin gasped aloud as the woman's tongue slid up into her slit. She 
slid her tongue up and down the slit, and along the edges of the pussy lips. 
She was lapping fast and deep, delighting in the taste of the blonde girl's 
pussy juice. 

Her fingers sought out the erecting bud of the clit and gripped and rubbed 
it between them as the girl squirmed and mewled in happiness. Her other hand 
slid up and latched around the girl's round swollen breast meat. The meaty 
flesh oozed out between her fingers as she almost tore at the tit. 

Robin's head was rolling and bouncing slightly against the wall as the woman 
ate her cunt out. She had never had her pussy licked as good as this. Then 
the woman's teeth came down around her clit and bit down hard just as she 
sent two straightened fingers ramming deep into Robin's cunt. 

The blonde teenager shuddered and arched her back in ecstasy. She bit her 
lips to muffle the sounds of orgasm as the woman worked deeper into her 
hole. She sprawled there breathless as the woman stood up and slid her dress 
down. 

She wore nothing under it and Robin's excitement rekindled at the sight of 
her completely hairless pussy. The woman knelt on the bench, straddling 
Robin's body and pushing her pussy up against Robin's face. 

The blonde reached her hands around and gripped the woman's ass cheeks 
firmly, pulling the naked gleaming slit closer still, until her mouth could 
fasten tightly around it. It was a lot easier sucking pussy without any 
hair, the girl thought, as her lips fastened neatly over the woman's cunt 
slit. 

Her tongue raced up and down and in and out of the dripping hole. Mary 
humped her crotch against the girl's face, delighting in the bursts of 
sexual heat shooting out of her pussy. 

She gasped and grabbed two large handfuls of blonde hair as the teenager 
started sucking on her clit like a high-powered vacuum cleaner. The girl's 
teeth fastened around the cunt slit and dug into the tender skin, bringing 
groans of pain and delirious pleasure from Mary. 

She jerked the girl's golden hair, yanking her face tightly against her 
hairless twat. The tongue was fucking in and out of her cunt and rasping 
over her clitty with a furious pace, driving Mary's body wild with orgiastic 
ecstasy. 

The woman shivered all over, ramming her groin into Robin's face. Robin 
seemed to be drinking pussy juice by the gallon as the woman gripped her 
head, jamming her humping groin against her and crushing her hyper- 
sensitive clit into her mouth. 

The woman came furiously. A series of helpless grunts and gurgles filled the 
room as Robin drank her spewing girl juice right out of her tunnel. Her head 
and chest fell backwards, almost making her fall off the bench. Only Robin's 
hands pulling her ass forward, and her own death grip on the girl's head, 
kept her on the bench. 

She stumbled back afterwards almost falling against the far wall, her breath 
coming in heaving gasps. The two smiled at each other open mouthed, as they 
fought for breath. Then Robin got shakily to her feet and staggered across 
the little room to stand in front of the woman. 

"I take it," Mary gasped, "that wasn't your first time?!" Robin grinned and 
leaned forward to kiss her. The two kissed for several long seconds, their 
tits rubbing together, crushing together between their ribs. 

Mary's hands came down and cupped Robin's ass cheeks. Robin pulled playfully 
away, turning her back and looking over her shoulder at the older woman as 
she pushed her ass back and out. 

Mary groaned again, her arms wrapping around the girl, her hands folding 
around Robin's rounded titties. They kissed awkwardly, Robin's neck 
straining as she turned to one side. Robin's ass crushed against Mary's 
groin, heating them both up again. One of Mary's hands slid down Robin's 
belly and cupped her furry pussy mound. Robin's legs slid apart. 

Mary squeezed upward slowly, bringing a gasp from the girl. One of Mary's 
fingers slid along Robin's juicy pussy mouth, riding up inside. Her other 
hand slid down the girl's back and between the softly rounded cheeks of her 
ass. 

 CHAPTER Four 

Mary Sighed at the silky warmth of the skin against her palm, the firm meat 
of the ass cheeks pressing against the side of her hand. She slid her hand 
further down, joining the other over the teenager's cunt. 

Her fingers interlocked and she pulled upward, lifting the girl off the 
ground for a second, before dropping her back, then doing it again, and then 
again. The blonde girl groaned and squirmed against the woman. Mary pulled 
her hands apart and then simultaneously slid two fingers up inside Robin's 
cunt-slit and asshole. 

The blonde cried out in shocked surprise and delight. Mary worked her 
fingers back and forth inside the girl, working her groin into a blazing 
fire. Robin humped and trembled against the woman. 

She moved one shaky hand behind her and grasped Mary's pussy mound, then 
slid one, then two, then three fingers up inside and began working them in 
and out as her thumb rubbed over the hardened little clit. 

Mary suddenly pulled Robin down to the floor. She pulled one of the girl's 
thin legs up over her own and grasped Robin's hips, pulling their crotches 
against each other. 

She lay back on her side and pulled Robin's leg up between her tits, 
squeezing them around it as she used the limb to pull her groin against the 
furry blonde cunt mound until the two slits were locked together. 

They rocked back and forth on the floor like that, grinding their pussies 
together. Robin took her cue from Mary, rubbing her titties tightly around 
the woman's leg. She tightened her own legs around Mary. Her back leg ran 
along up Mary's back, her upper thigh rubbing along between the woman's ass 
cheeks. 

She wished she had shaved her pussy like the brunette had and decided to do 
it as soon as possible. Their pussy mounds squashed each other up against 
their pubic bones, bringing sighs and moans from the two girls. 

It suddenly occurred to Mary in the midst of her dazed humping, that anyone 
of the staff who missed her would come along the back corridor behind the 
changing rooms and have a perfect view of the two of the gasping and moaning 
girls. Strangely, the thought only excited her more. 

She brought her bare crotch back an inch or so, then jumped down, slapping 
it against Robin's. Their cunts slapped and ground together several times, 
jolting both of them with searing shots of crackling sexual pleasure. 

Then Mary locked her legs together and gritted her teeth, crushing her cunt 
mound against the blonde as she came thunderously. Robin was only seconds 
away and soon both of them were jerking and writhing and gasping in ecstasy 
as soaring waves of sensuous fire burst inside their cunts and shot blinding 
flares of glorious sensations into their brains. 

* * * 

Penny turned suddenly to find a somewhat disheveled Robin standing next to 
her. "Where the hell have you been?" she demanded. "Christ! I've been 
looking for you for half an hour!" 

"I'll tell you later. Can we get something to eat, Please?!" 

"All right, so where were you then?" she asked, as the two of them munched 
on chips and sipped cokes in a nearby restaurant. 

"If you must know, I was in the changing room fucking a salesgirl." 

Penny's face reddened and she glanced around quickly. "Fuck Robin! I can't 
believe you would be screwing some woman like that right there in the store! 
How could you do that!!? What if someone came in?" She shook her head in 
disbelief. "Do you wear your panties too tight or what!?" 

"I'm not wearing any, so they can't be too tight. Maybe it's the fresh air." 
she fanned air down at her crotch dramatically. 

"You're not wearing any pants?!" Penny hissed. Robin shook her head. "How 
can you wear a miniskirt and no pants?!!" Penny demanded, aghast. 

"Are you some kind of nympho or something?!!" 

Robin grinned wider, nodding her head up and down. Penny shook her head in 
disgust. "Hey don't worry, something good came from it." Robin leered. "I 
learned a new position for girl's to use. Maybe I'll show you when we get 
home." 

Penny gritted her teeth and glared at her sister. "You are absolutely the 
worst little slut I have ever seen!" she hissed. Robin winked at her. 

The ride home was in relative silence compared to the ride out. There wasn't 
a whole lot either of them could say with the chauffeur in the front seat. 
Penny kept turning around to glare at the blonde, who would respond with her 
own glares, or cheeky grins. 

"Have a good time shopping you two?" their mother smiled, as they came 
through the front door. 

"Some more than others." Penny retorted, as she passed by. Her mother looked 
questioningly at Robin. 

"Ignore her. She didn't get the dress she wanted." Kate nodded 
understandingly. 

Robin spent the rest of the afternoon trying on her new clothes and matching 
them with her wardrobe to see what looked best with what. Sean poked his 
head in the door around five, and asked if she wanted to go exploring with 
Penny and him. She agreed and the three of them set off for the upper 
floors. 

Penny had cooled out somewhat but still looked somewhat peeved at Robin as 
the three roamed in and out of corridors and rooms. They had just found a 
fantastically cluttered attic, when they had to go back down for dinner. 

Afterwards, they couldn't find any light switches so decided to give it up 
till tomorrow. Robin and Sean went swimming, while Penny went to her room to 
read. 

As she lay dripping on the pool deck watching Sean dive off the board, 
Robin's eyes fixed on his crotch, and the distinctive bulge there. She 
wondered if what Penny said was at all true. Maybe she was some kind of 
nymphomaniac. 

She doubted many girls would have been willing to have sex with some strange 
woman right at the spur of the moment like that. Hell, she didn't even know 
the woman's name. She still didn't! 

She decided that it really didn't matter if she was a nympho. She liked sex 
and so what about it. Penny had sure liked it when they had gone at it 
before. She went back to her room and got undressed, deciding again not to 
wear anything to bed. She read for a little while, then turned off the 
lights and fell asleep. 

* * * 

Penny had a much harder time falling asleep than her sister. She lay awake 
for some time, thinking about Robin, and wondering whether there really was 
something the matter with her. 

It wasn't, she thought, that Robin was terribly promiscuous. She knew of 
only a couple of guys Robin had slept with. But this casualness about sex 
wasn't natural, especially for a girl her age. 

In fact, at her age she shouldn't have had any sexual experiences at all. 
Penny shuddered briefly at the thought of their one encounter. She had to 
admit to herself that she herself had been enormously excited at the time 
and had enjoyed it, and she knew Robin had as well. 

She couldn't help feeling guilty though, first because as the older sister, 
and because Robin was so young, she should have stopped it before it had 
gone that far, and second because she had had sex with a girl at all. She 
knew that was wrong. She wondered if she were a homosexual. 

She had never had sex with a boy, or anybody else for that matter. Ever 
since her sexual encounter with her sister, though, she had found herself 
eyeing Robin when she had just come from the shower, or in a bathing suit, 
and feeling her loins heat up. 

It was incredible to her that Robin would consent to something like that 
with some woman she didn't even know. How they had done it in a little 
changing room, especially without anybody finding out, was amazing. 

Images came unbidden to her mind, of Robin's nude body locked in the throes 
of orgasm while the woman's head worked away between her thighs. She 
wondered how Robin had kept quiet. She had been pretty loud when the two 
sisters had had sex. 

Her mind swept over the memory once more, and remembered how excited Robin 
had gotten when Penny had sucked her. 

Her hand strayed down to her groin and rubbed lightly at her pussy. She 
thought of the leather clad woman she had seen, so tall and beautiful, on 
top of her sister, kissing and sucking at her mouth, hands squeezing her 
proud rounded breasts. She remembered how hard Robin's little pink nipples 
had gotten when she had sucked them, and sighed. 

The woman should be arrested, she thought idly. Her hand was squeezing her 
own breasts lightly, while the other rubbed the flannel material of her 
nightgown back and forth against her rising clit. She thought of the woman 
sitting on Robin's face, rocking back and forth s her little sister at her 
cunt out. 

Her chest heaved as her breathing quickened. Images swirled through her 
mind, and she humped her groin up against her fist. She rubbed her knuckles 
harder and faster over her clit and cunt. Then she groaned and came as she 
imagined Robin on her knees, hands tied behind her back, sucking the woman. 

The woman's hands were entangled in Robin's hair forcing her face tightly up 
against her hairy cunt. As she soared through her orgasm, the image of the 
woman shifted and became her own, then shifted back. 

The image of Robin disappeared and was replaced by hers. She groaned and 
grunted into the pillow as she turned over onto her stomach and squashed her 
cunt down over her fist. 

She was a long time getting to sleep. 

* * * 

Robin woke suddenly. She glanced at the clock on the table and found that it 
was barely four o'clock in the morning. Her stomach rumbled. She was hungry. 

That's the problem with this place, she thought, it's five miles to the 
friggin kitchen. She tried to ignore her stomach for a while but it didn't 
work. She sat up then. Maybe just a little piece of pie and some milk. It 
wouldn't take more than five or ten minutes to get it. 

She threw the covers back and rolled out of bed. It was cool in her room and 
her skin broke out in goose bumps. She dashed into the changing room and 
grabbed a thick robe. She had no intention of getting all dressed up just to 
go to the kitchen. 

The robe covered her from throat to ankle, not that there would be anyone 
around at this time. There were some servants living in the house, but they 
would surely all be asleep now. 

The hallway lights were dimmed, but she could see quite easily as she 
scurried down the hall, her slippers flopping up and down on the thick 
carpet. She slid down the banister most of the way and padded through the 
wide door in the great hall. 

This section of the manor wasn't nearly as nice as the others, being 
intended mainly for the servants. There was no carpet, just a dark coloured 
tile. The ornate carvings on the walls were absent. She went down a narrow 
hall and through the door at the end into the kitchen. 

The kitchen was huge of course, so banquets could be prepared here. There 
were several big fridges and freezers, as well as half a dozen ovens of 
various types. 

She walked past these to a small white fridge in a corner and opened it. She 
found what she had been expecting, a bottle of milk and a pie, already 
missing several pieces. She pulled them out and then searched around till 
she found a tall glass to pour the milk into. 

There were no chairs that she could see in the dim room, so she sat on one 
of the big preparation counters and munched the pie right out of her hand. 

She turned with a start at a sound behind her. That blonde guy with the big 
shoulders and strange eyes was there. He walked around the counter and stood 
in front of her. 

"Hello darlin." he smiled. "And what might you be doin up at this hour?" 
Robin looked down at her pie filled hand, somewhat abashed. 

"I was hungry, and I didn't think anybody would be around now." she mumbled. 

Dennis grinned at the girl. "There's always somebody up M'dear, in case one 
of the lords or ladies wants somethin, ... like pie fer instance. I coulda 
delivered that right to your very own bedside without you havin ta git yer 
feet cold." 

"I don't think my dad would like that." she grinned. "The thought of a man 
in my bedroom at four in the morning would likely give him a seizure." 

He leered at her somewhat nastily. 

"And what do you s'pose he'd think of that big old dildo you keep in your 
chest?" 

Robin's heart skipped a beat. 

"Oh don't worry sweets, I ain't tellin none. It's just that there's 
passage's in the walls here y'know, that we takes sometimes fer a to save 
time. I was goin down one t'other day when I happened by her room and heard 
loud music. Well I ain't no peepin Thomas I ain't, but I thought I'd jest 
look and see fer a sec. There you were bouncin' around the room in yer 
altogether." 

Robin's face had gotten chalky white as he talked and now darkened a deep 
crimson. "I knew I shouldn't, but I jes couldn't stop meself watchin, 
especially when you brung out th' dildo and went to work on y'self." 

Robin's face hung down over her food, eyes staring at the pie drooping from 
her fingers. Her face burned in humiliation. 

Dennis moved closer, right up against the side of the counter until she 
looked up right into his face only inches away. 

"You should know sweetling, that anytime you need somethin like that, alls 
you got to do is call ol' Dennis and he'll come a runnin." 

With that his arms encircled her and his lips came down against hers. He 
kissed her roughly while Robin's shocked mind flew through responses and 
shocked denials. 

HE HAD SEEN HER!! 

OHmygohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygoddddddddd!!!! 

Dennis squeezed her breast through the thick robe, then slid under the 
material to fasten around her naked tit. Robin tried to jerk back but found 
she was held too tightly by Parker's arm. She made tentative protests but he 
ignored them, sure of his control. 

"You don't need a rubber cock for a good fuck around here baby." he hissed. 
His hands undid the belt and pulled open her robe, brushing aside her feeble 
attempts at resistance. 

He pulled the robe off her shoulders, then jerked her head back and sank his 
teeth around the soft pink tip of one fat breast. Robin gasped in shock as 
he bit down on the meat and suckled ferociously on the nipple in his mouth. 

He yanked her legs apart and pulled her crotch to the edge of the counter, 
dry humping her. Then he tore open his pants and dropped them to the floor, 
pulling a huge angry red cock out. "This's better than any dildo sweetlin'." 
he whispered. 

He pushed Robin back on the counter until she was lying down, then 
positioned his fat meat at the centre of her cunthole. Robin felt the hard 
cockhead rub up and down her slit for a second or two and then pressure 
mounted as Dennis shoved his cock against the closed tunnel. 

Inch by inch, the meaty prong slid down into her slit-hole. It was slow and 
painful for her. She wasn't ready yet and her cunt was dry. 

Dennis pulled back with a short curse and grabbed a container of thick 
grease from the counter. He opened it and spread it liberally over her 
cunt-mound and his cock. He dipped his fingers into it and then pulled out a 
thick wad of gooey liquid which he jammed into Robin's cunt tunnel. 

When he inserted his cock this time, it slid down deeply into her tight 
hole. He grunted as his pubic bone came to rest against her crotch. "Jaysus 
yer tight, aint ya! Hows it feel sweetlin'? You got it all inside yer belly 
now. Better'n that plastic cock you was ridin' before ain't it?" he gasped. 

He pulled back, sliding most of the cock back out, then thrust powerfully, 
driving the big pole deep into her cunt. Robin groaned as the thick shaft 
slid back inside her. He began to slide it in and out, fucking her with 
slow, regular strokes, in no hurry to finish. 

She lay back on the counter as he fucked his took into her crotch, his hands 
coming down onto her tits from time to time, squeezing them roughly, 
pinching the nipples into swollen erectness. 

He picked up the pace, pistoning his cock into her with deep, rapid strokes. 
His hands encircled her legs high up near the crotch, pushing them back and 
down. Robin's thigh muscles ached as he forced her legs wide apart to get 
the deepest penetration. She grunted with each inward stroke as the tip of 
his hard girl-fucker rammed deep into her oily, sucking cunt hole. 

His hands came down to her side and he lifted her chest up to suck and bite 
on her tits again. He dropped her back and lifted her legs up in the air, 
dropping her ankles onto his shoulders. Her ass was up in the air as he 
fucked his fat cock down into her little cunt tunnel. Her asshole winked at 
him giving him other ideas. 

He stared down at the little rich bitch blonde. Loving the feeling of power 
he had over her, as he thrust himself balls deep into her little twat. "Take 
my cock you fucking little Yankee whore!" His mind growled. The girl grunted 
from time to time, her ankles bouncing on his shoulders. 

His arms encircled her again, and lifted her chest up into the air so he 
could suck on her titties again. He pulled her up so she was crushed almost 
in two. Her titties were squashed up against her legs, making it hard for 
him to get his mouth at them. 

Her tailbone ground painfully hard into the counter as it supported nearly 
her entire weight. He held her there, bent double, her ankles up behind her 
ears, as he pounded his fat prick into her cunt hole with deep savage 
thrusts that brought protesting cries from her lips. 

Their eyes stared at each other from inches apart. Hers were dazed and 
blurring as sexual passion ignited and roared to life deep in her groin. She 
felt the tingling burning sensations shooting out from her breasts and cunt 
tunnel. Felt her cunt walls clasped and clutch at his pumping cock meat. 

Then he dropped her back to the counter, only to drag her off. He pulled her 
to her feet and bent her across a small table beside the counter. With one 
harsh thrust, he embedded his cock in her belly, she cried out with the 
force of it. Dennis pulled back and slammed his cock into her again. 

Then he began to fuck into her with short furious thrusts. For several 
seconds the only sounds in the room were the slap ... slap ... slap of his 
crotch cracking into her buttocks again and again, the squeaking of the 
table as it slid back and forth, and the gentle moans coming from the girls 
open lips. 

His hands came down around her sides, yanking her back and forth in time to 
his thrusts, forcing his cock in and out even faster and more brutally. Her 
face and tits slid back and forth across the rough table top, her hard 
little nipples twisting under her and scraping against the many deep gouges 
and cuts in the wood. 

He continued to yank her back and forth like that, watching with delight as 
his cock sank into her little wet cunthole again and again. His hands came 
off her sides and slid underneath her to squeeze her tits again. His hands 
were hard and rough as he squeezed her, sending bursts of blissful fuck 
feelings into her body. 

His mouth came down and he bit her on the neck, then sucked on the skin. 

"You like that don't you sweetlin'? This is what you little sluts all need! 
A good hard cock up yer slit!" His words seared her brain, and she whimpered 
into the table as her cunt flared even higher, burning with a heat so high 
she knew she would soon be consumed. 

His weight was almost crushing her into the table as he lay atop her, 
humping his cock in and out and sucking on her throat. His hands were still 
around her tits, crushing them against her chest. 

He gave a loud groan, and his cock started to pound into her faster and 
faster. He lifted himself off her and grasped her hips again to jerk her 
against his pistoning cock. 

He spurted wads of jism up into her belly, the cockhead raping back and 
forth, churning her guts into a delirious froth of boiling girl juice. His 
white milk spewed down her cunthole mixing with her own liquids to form a 
scalding, sizzling cauldron of fuck juice that made her belly heave and 
cramp and then shot her upwards into a glorious orgasm. 

She jerked and jumped on the table, her cunt squeezing and clutching at his 
cockmeat as her eyes rolled in her head and she gasped in delirium. 

"Oh yeah! OH YEAH!" he cried. 

He pulled his still hard cock out of her cunthole. Her crotch and his cock 
were coated in fuck juice and grease as he centered his cockhead against the 
wrinkled brown asshole and shoved forward. 

Robin grunted in dismay and struggled weakly to move away, but couldn't 
under his heavy weight. The cock slid down into her anus slowly but surely. 
Her tightly closed ass-mouth was forced aside and his man-cock fucked into 
it. 

"Take it you slut!" he gritted without speaking. "Fucking little rich whore! 
I wish your shitty ol' man could see you now!! Bet he'd like to see ol' 
Dennis's cock stuffed up your shit hole!!!" 

Robin groaned in a strange mixture of pain and pleasure as the thick cock 
filled her rectum and slid up into her guts. He started fucking her slowly, 
sliding his cum filled meat up and down her ass tunnel. He groaned in 
pleasure at the tightness of her clutching asshole. 

He fucked her ass with long strokes then, pounding his fat prick deep inside 
her for several minutes as she trembled and jerked against him. Then he 
groaned again, slamming his steel hard fuck-pole deep into the girl's ass 
and spewing out his hot white jism. 

Robin gasped in agonized ecstasy. Her whole upper body came up off the table 
then started bouncing atop it as she spasmed in joyful, rocketing, orgasmic 
bliss. Her asshole clutched and pulled at the fat prick inside it as the 
raging organ shot out wads of sticky gooey fuck juices that seeped down deep 
into her guts. 

Robin's tits were crushed repeatedly into the table as she writhed and 
bounced in delirious pleasure. Her body shivering and twitching through 
uncountable waves of blasting gut-wrenching climaxes. 

Dennis slowed his humping, gasping in happiness. His cock slid slowly up and 
down the blonde girl's ass tunnel while he relished the sight of his meaty 
red prick disappearing into her asshole with each forward thrust. 

He stood over her for several seconds, regaining his breath, admiring the 
sight of her upthrust ass and his cock half way in the hole between her 
parted buttocks. 

"What a gorgeous sight that is!" he whispered. The clock on the wall 
suddenly gonged, drawing his attention. "Jesu! It's Five o'clock!" he 
cursed. 

"The cook will be here any minute now to start up for the day." 

He leaned over slightly. "Wouldn't this be a fine sight to greet him little 
fox! A little blonde slut girl bent over the table, with nine inches of cock 
up her asshole!!" 

Shocked by the words, Robin jerked up and shoved him away, his flaccid penis 
popped out of her worn asshole. He laughed and pulled his pants up as she 
grabbed frantically for her robe. 

He grabbed it first and pulled it away. "No, No little one. I think I'll 
keep this for a souvenir!" he laughed. There were sounds of movement on the 
servants stairs and Dennis ran off down a back hall with her robe, leaving 
the naked girl behind. 

Robin looked wildly around but didn't see anything that would cover even a 
small part of her. She jumped away from the staircase and raced out through 
the little hall to the main corridor leading to the great hall. 

She burst into the hall and fairly leaped up the wide carpeted stairway 
leading to the second floor, hoping against hope that nobody else was around 
this early. 

 CHAPTER Five 

As she ran down the now brightly lit hallway though, her hopes were dashed 
by the sound of voices coming down the hall. She opened the nearest door and 
slid inside, closing it after her. 

As luck would have it, this was her parents' bedroom. It was still dark, 
and, she could make out the sleeping form of her mom on the bed. Her father 
was not there however and there was light coming from beneath the bathroom 
door. 

The voices got louder as the people, apparently two maids, passed by the 
door and went on down the hall. The toilet in the bathroom flushed and she 
turned despairingly toward the room. 

Then she heard the doorknob lock unlatching. The voices were still too close 
in the hallway to go out so she dove behind a big stuffed chair just as her 
father came out of the bathroom. 

She sat there hugging her knees for several minutes, hoping her dad would 
fall back asleep so she could escape to her room. Instead of the silence she 
was praying for though, she soon began to hear whispers and giggles coming 
from the direction of the bed. Then there were other sounds. Sounds of 
movement, of sighs and gentle moans. 

She peeked around the comer of the chair and was shocked. 

No matter how much teenagers think about sex, they are almost always 
astounded at the thought of their parents having anything to do with the 
subject. 

* * * 

James and Kate were, after all, only in their thirties, so it really 
shouldn't have surprised her that much. There they were though, going at it 
only a few feet away from the startled girl's eyes. 

Her mother was on her back, legs spread and wrapped around her dad's back as 
he thrust his groin up and down against her. His hands were squeezing and 
fondling her moms boobs as the two of them licked and kissed each other 
energetically. 

Robin was grossed out and pulled back behind the chair. After a few minutes 
though, her curiosity got the best of her and she looked out again. Her 
mom's legs were back against her chest now, as her dad fucked down into her 
cunt with long smooth strokes. 

Robin could see his long fat cock as it slid in and out of her mother's 
hairy thatch of blonde cunthair. She was surprised at how big her dad's cock 
was as the blood engorged organ pumped in and out. The two stopped and 
disengaged, and Robin hurriedly jerked back out of sight. 

"Jesus Christ!" she thought, "Wouldn't this be something if I'm caught now, 
naked and covered in cum and grease, peeping at my parents fucking!" 

She peered around the chair again. Her mom was on her knees now, while her 
dad fucked her doggy style. She could see her mother's big fat tits hanging 
down and swinging back and forth as her dad thrust into her. 

Her mother was grunting and groaning as the fat cock skewered her cunthole. 
Robin found herself admiring her dad's technique. His stokes were very 
smooth and even, and were driving her mom nuts. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh Goddddddd! her mom moaned. "Fuck it into me Jim! Fuck my cunt 
with that fat cock of yours!" For Robin, this was an even greater shock. She 
could not have imagined her mother talking like that in her wildest dreams. 
Her father fucked her harder and faster while her mom continued to moan and 
cry out. 

"Uunghh! Uunghh! Uunghh! Uunghh! Uuuuunghh!" She grunted in time to her 
husband's strokes. Robin was stunned. It was one thing to see her parents 
fucking, quite another to see them actually enjoying it! 

She couldn't take her eyes off the scene as the two continued their wild 
humping. Then her mom gave a loud cry and her dad rammed his cock deep 
inside her and held it while she trembled and shook through her climax. Then 
he pulled her up and back as he fell back onto his heels. 

Robin could see the wild senseless look in her mother's dazed expression as 
her dad's arms came around her belly and jerked her down onto his cock. He 
fucked up into her for several seconds, jerking her up off the bed each 
time. Robin's hand strayed down to her tingling crotch and her fingers began 
to dart into her still oozing twat. 

She watched in fascination and growing excitement as her mother rode her 
dad's cock, her big tits flopping and jiggling, and her head lolled back and 
forth. Robin wondered if she looked like that when she came. She had always 
wanted to get some video equipment and tape herself getting royally fucked, 
so she could watch it after. 

Her fingers rubbed hurriedly across her aroused clit as her dad's hands slid 
down into her mom's crotch and up to her tits, squeezing, caressing and 
rubbing her as his cock worked in and out of her crotch hole. 

Her mom got more and more excited as her husband fondled her cunt and slid 
his fingers back and forth across her clit. Then he squeezed it tightly as 
he fucked up into her with faster and faster strokes until the two of them 
were bouncing there on the bed. 

Robin imitated his actions, pinching down on her own clit as she saw her dad 
do, and shoving three fingers in and out of her fiery cunt pit. Her own soft 
moans joined those of her mother as the two blonde women climbed the heights 
of sexual passion together. 

Her dad thrust one last deep stroke up into her mom's hole, and then fell 
sideways, taking her mom with him. He groaned loudly just as her mother let 
out a loud delighted moan and came. Robin's bit her tongue, trying to stifle 
her own cry of delight as she jammed her fingers as far up inside herself as 
they would go and flashed into her own climax. 

Blazing pinwheels of light blinded her as she collapsed forward against the 
chair, her cunt exploding with gut wrenching sensations of pure ecstasy, 
that almost knocked her out. 

She lay curled in an exhausted heap on the floor for several minutes as she, 
and her parents recovered. They started laughing and giggling, and then 
Robin heard them get out of bed. She braced herself for discovery, and 
almost groaned aloud with relief when they went into the bathroom instead. 

She crawled out from behind the bed and across the room, using whatever 
cover she could find until she reached the door. She raised her head to peer 
over the edge of a table towards the bathroom door. It was only half closed, 
but she had to take a chance. She opened the door to the hall and slipped 
out. 

The first thing she did was go into the bathroom and take a shower. She 
thought grimly about the night's activities as she rubbed the soap deeply 
into her crotch. She wasn't sure if she had been actually raped or not. She 
hadn't really resisted or tried to stop Dennis. 

After all, she did have a black belt and could have broken most of his bones 
if she had thought to. The thing was, she had been so shocked at Dennis 
having seen her before, that she didn't even think to resist at first. Then 
when she had calmed down ... 

She didn't understand how her body had responded so easily to him. He was OK 
looking, but hardly a good lover, more like a dog in heat or something. She 
looked down at her crotch in pique. She would have bruises down there, she 
was sure, the way he had pounded it into her. 

* * * 

The next day, her dad brought her out to the school she would soon be 
attending. It was difficult to look him in the eye as the two talked about 
it. Images of him grimacing in pleasure as he pumped into her mother kept 
surfacing. 

The same went for her mom. When the dignified, smartly dressed woman 
appeared at the breakfast table, all Robin could think of was the groaning 
naked woman crying for more fucking. Oddly, she found herself immensely 
excited by these visions. She had to stop herself from fantasizing about sex 
with the two of them several times. 

The school was a fancy public school. That apparently meant it was a private 
school for some insane reason. It was what they called an upper school. They 
didn't have high school here. Classes were already in session as the two of 
them stepped out of the Rolls' and went inside. 

A number of students eyed the two as they walked down the hall. Robin saw, 
as she had been told, that all were wearing uniforms. That had caused an 
uproar when she had heard it a few days earlier. 

Uniforms were the norm here, rather than the exception, and there was no 
getting around it. Rich or poor, the schools all had uniforms. "Stupid 
Limeys!" she glowered, as she watched them. 

The uniform here was a light blue jacket with white shirt and blue scarf, 
over a blue and white checked skirt, called a tartan she knew, which came 
down to a few inches above the knee, depending on who you looked at. 

She snorted. The skirt was probably a foot longer than most she wore. The 
boys of course wore blue pants and ties in place of the skirts and scarf's. 
Her dad stopped suddenly as a man came out from around a corner. 

"Ah, Mr. Kingston. I was just coming to meet you." the man smiled as he held 
his hand out to shake hands. "Good morning Mr. Thorn." Her father answered 
with a smile. 

"And this must be Robin, of course." The man smiled as he held his hand out 
to her. 

"Hello." she said, shaking hands. 

"I'm sure you will quickly find yourself at home here my dear." he said. 
"Your marks from St. Michaels' Academy were truly splendid. I hope we don't 
disappoint you." 

The three of them started down the hall to his office, the two men talking 
about forms and documents needed. Robin trailed along behind. She felt 
somewhat out of place here, and was sure everybody was staring at her. She 
felt like she had a big sing on her forehead with bright red letters. "NEW 
GIRL!!" 

In truth, a large number of them were doing just that. Any new girl would 
probably be noted in the small integrated school. As Robin was wearing tight 
white pants, a white shirt and a green silk vest, all over knee high brushed 
leather boots, not, of course the traditional school outfit in England, she 
was instantly visible. 

Even without her different clothing, it would have been hard to miss her. a 
tall gorgeous blonde girl, with a figure most of the girls there would have 
killed for. The girls eyed her somewhat jealously, even resentfully in a few 
cases. The boys were considerably more admiring, and hoping the new girl 
would wind up in their classes. 

It took over an hour to finish with the paperwork and all, at which time Mr. 
Thorn gave her father the address of a place that took care of uniforms for 
the school. Her dad and her then left the office and walked down the hallway 
to the main entrance and the car. 

As they were going out the door a loud wolf whistle echoed through the hall 
behind them, causing both to turn quickly. Her dad eyed all the boys around 
the hall sternly, but no obviously guilty party appeared. He shook his head 
and pulled Robin after him out the door. 

* * * 

The store that made the uniforms was their next stop. To her annoyance, she 
was forced to strip down to her panties so the lady there could measure her. 
All the uniforms were tailor made it seemed, and the old bitch refused to 
take her measurements over her clothes. 

They went into a back room where she stripped and the woman pulled her 
measuring tape out. She glared disapprovingly at the underwear Robin was 
wearing. Tiny, dark blue string bikini panties with matching half-bra which 
barely contained her ample tit meat. 

She glared back at the grey haired woman, daring her to say anything. The 
lady only pursed her lips though, and began taking her measurements. Robin 
exhaled just before the woman wrapped the tape around her chest and the 
woman looked at her sharply. 

"Breath normally if you please." she ordered. Robin looked at her 
innocently. The woman looked at her narrowly. "The good Lord has given you 
more than enough to catch the boy's eyes my dear." she said, poking a finger 
against one of Robin's breasts. "You don't need any help from me." 

Robin's face reddened slightly an she breathed in again. 

"I've been doing this for thirty years now, and I've seen that trick pulled 
more often than I can remember." she went on. She pulled the tape tight 
around Robin's chest. 

"And who gets the blame when you show up at school in a shirt, fair bursting 
at the seams? Me! That's who." She finished with the other measurements 
quickly, writing them down in a little leather book. 

"All right, get dressed." she said, and walked out. 

"Old Bitch" Robin muttered as she slipped into her pants. 

* * * 

Sean was in much the same position. He was going to a different school than 
hers. It was much closer to home, but he'd have to change school next year 
if they were still here. Penny was considering taking some University 
classes. 

The three of them continued to explore the mansion, looking especially hard 
for hidden passages. Robin knew for sure they were here now, but didn't tell 
the others of course. She hadn't seen Dennis since their little romp in the 
kitchen, but she was sure he hadn't forgotten her. 

She was mad at him for sort of threatening to blackmail her, and peeping at 
her in her room. She had scoured her room from top to bottom, seeking the 
peephole, but had been unable to find it. She'd taken to dressing in her 
bathroom, which she thought was too new to have any peepholes. 

* * * 

"What are you doing here!?" She glared at Dennis as he grinned impudently 
back at her from the front seat of the Rolls. She was on her way to school 
for her first day, dressed in the silly uniform. She hadn't looked at the 
driver until the car was already pulling out down the driveway. 

"Now now beautiful!" he grinned. "I do all manner of odd jobs round the 
manor. Connor's busy driving your daddy to work now, ain't he, so I 
volunteered to drive you to school." 

Robin gritted her teeth and sat back in the thick seat, folding her arms 
across her chest. "All right, I know that was a mean trick, sticking it up 
your old back tunnel without givin' you any warnin' like. I couldn't help 
meself." he laughed. "Jes' lookin' down at that pretty round ass o' yourn 
almost made me want to dive inside and set up house." 

"Just drive me to school and shut the fuck up!" she ordered. 

"Ooooohhh! Yes mistress!" he yipped, saluting her in the rear view mirror. 

They drove in silence for a few minutes while Robin sulked in the back seat. 
Then she looked out the windows, and turned back at Dennis in anger. "Where 
the fuck are you going!?" she demanded. 

"Takin' a short cut milady." he grinned. 

"What was wrong with the normal way?" she hissed. 

"This lead there quicker, and goes down a more scenic road is all." Quieter 
too, he didn't add. 

"You touch me again Parker, and I'll castrate you." she warned. She wasn't 
really all that upset at the idea of fucking him again, but after all, she 
didn't want to give in to this lout too easily. She was always the one in 
control of her relationships. 

"Occhhh, come now m'dear! Alls' I want is to stuff my sausage up that tight 
little pussy slot o' yourn!" 

"Forget it!" 

He giggled and tossed a package back at her. 

She glared at him and opened it to find several polaroid snapshots. "Thought 
you might like to see those darlin'." He leered. 

The pictures showed her, not the time he had talked about, when she had 
exercised, but the next day. She had simply stuck the cock to the seat of a 
chair by its suction cup end, and squatted over it. 

The pictures showed her squatting high, with the tip of the big cock at the 
entrance of her cunt, buried halfway in, and sitting spread-eagled on the 
chair, her hands squeezing her tits and a look of ecstasy on her face. 

"Theres' lots more o' course." he volunteered easily. She noticed the car 
was going down a dirt road and looked up as it stopped under a big tree. He 
got out the front door and got in beside her, his tongue sliding along his 
lips with a look of anticipation. 

"Why don't you find someone your own age to play with ?" she glared. 

"Well darlin', if you must know,'" he said, leering at her, "I likes em' 
young an' tight." 

He pulled her to him and kissed her roughly, his hand going under her jacket 
to cup and squeeze her breasts. Robin sat there stonily, refusing to react 
or show any emotion. If that bothered him though, it wasn't apparent. His 
hands slid up along her bare leg and under her skirt, caressing the warm 
skin of her thighs as it moved upward. 

His fingers slid inside the narrow patch of material over her pussy mound, 
and squeezed her cunt gently. "Such a nice little cunt." he giggled. His 
fingers latched into the parity an jerked it downward and off". He pushed 
her onto her back on the wide upholstered seat, and climbed on top of her. 

Robin couldn't keep in a grunt of pain as his heavy weight came down on top 
of her narrow frame. Her jacket fell away to both sides and his hand 
unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it apart as well. He tore open her bra and 
dropped his mouth down onto one fat tit, sucking and kissing it roughly. 

His other hand latched onto the other tit, squeezing and kneading it like it 
was dough ready for baking. His teeth chewed and irritated her nipple, 
bringing it erect, and making him crow with delight. His lips fastened 
around it tightly and he sucked for all he was worth. 

He opened his mouth wide and took a big mouthful of tit meat into it, biting 
and chewing and sucking it while his tongue worked on the nipple at its 
centre. 

His other hand slid down between her legs and started fondling her pussy. 
His rough, work worn hand rubbed away between her legs, his fingers diving 
in and out of her hole. Then he shifted, bringing his groin down against 
hers, and she felt his fat erect cock against the skin of her belly. 

He grabbed it and centered the head against her twat hole. With a nasty 
grin, he thrust his hips downward, ramming his cock several inches into her 
open cunt, bringing a loud cry of pain from the blonde girl. He laughed and 
pulled back, then thrust down again. 

In seconds he was buried all the way inside her and started to thrust in ad 
out. More confident than the first time of her cooperation, he was showing 
even less consideration then he displayed then. His cock rampaged in and out 
of her cunthole as he pumped down at her with ferocious strokes. 

It was impossible for Robin to keep her promise of showing no reaction at 
all. She cried out in pain at the vicious fucking. Her cunt hole was afire 
with pain as his unlubricated cock pistoned in and out forcefully. And 
there, mixed somehow with the pain, was the ignition of ... what? No!? 

Her cunt was beginning to respond. Even as this goon of a man ripped his 
hard prong in and out of her crotch hole, her belly began to churn and her 
brain to reel in arousal. Sweat broke out all over her, as she tried to 
fight down the pain and excitement both, but both were beyond her. 

His hands were all over her, squeezing, kneading, pinching, caressing, 
fondling. She cursed at him, and at herself for her weakness. Her groin 
humped back up at him as he crashed downward again and again. 

His rigid prong skewered her repeatedly, jamming itself down deep into her 
cunt tunnel, and sending blasts of pain-pleasure into her belly. 

Then she groaned and came, her whole body shivering uncontrollably as 
Dennis's prick washed her cunt tunnel with salty white sperm. 

He collapsed atop her for a minute, then got shakily to his knees. He 
examined his flaccid cock as Robin lay there gasping, trying to regain some 
semblance of dignity. Abruptly, he yanked her over, and off the seat so she 
tumbled to the floor. 

He shifted himself so he was sitting upright on the seat and she was pulled 
to her knees between his legs. "Last time we was in a hurry love." he 
grinned. "This time you can clean me off though." he pulled her head towards 
his crotch, yanking her hair when she tried to pull back. 

"I won't!" she cried. "You can go suck your own damn cock you bastard!" 

"You do what your told, you little whore!" he yelled, "Else everyone at the 
manor is goin' to know what a slutty little cunt you are! You and your 
fuckin' plastic cock!" 

He yanked brutally at her hair, and pushed his cock up against her closed 
lips. "Open up you little bitch." he cursed. "Open your fuckin' mouth!" He 
naked on her hair and gripped one of her breasts in his hands. He squeezed 
and twisted her tit meat until Robin yelled in pain. Then his cock rammed 
into her mouth. 

His hands closed around her head, forcing her closer, and she gave in and 
began working on his cock, hoping to end this as fast as possible. Under her 
skilful tongue, his cock rapidly hardened. Dennis didn't let up in his 
pressure on her head though, and it became increasingly difficult to cope 
with the enlarging cock in her mouth. 

She pounded his legs with her hands and tried to force his hands away from 
her head but it was not until she stopped sucking and working on it that he 
finally let her head go back. Without the pressure of her mouth around it, 
the cock rapidly grew in size. 

Soon it had attained its full growth and she worked her mouth up and down 
its slick shiny length, sucking and licking it. 

"I wish your rich daddy could see you now, little whore. I'm sure he'd love 
it." Dennis gloated. 

Her reply, whatever it was, was muffled by his cock. After several minutes, 
he gasped in delight and shot his fuck juice into her mouth. He held her 
there, forcing her to swallow it all, and then lick his cock clean before he 
pulled his pants up and got out of the car. 

She crawled up onto the seat as Dennis cheerfully got into the front and 
started the car up again. He turned around and headed back the way they had 
come. "Where was that you wanted to go miss?" he grinned. 

 CHAPTER Six 

They rode the rest of the way in silence. He did smirk at her occasionally 
in the mirror though. She slammed the car door and stormed into the school, 
just in time to avoid being late. 

All things considered, the rest of the day went fairly well. She had the 
same people in all her classes, so she only had to go through the official 
introduction in the first one, thank God. A number of people, mostly boys, 
sat with her and talked about the school during lunch, and she answered 
questions about Alaska. 

There were a few nasty looks from a few girls, but nothing too overt. She 
was just glad it was over with, as she practically fell into the back seat 
of the Rolls, after school. Thankfully it was Peter driving, not Dennis. 

Sean and Penny had had much the same sort of day as she had, except for the 
beginning of course. Penny's biggest problem was when several boys asked her 
to an upcoming dance at the same time. 

The next day at school, she had P.E. She was not happy to learn how 
seriously the school took it's physical education. It was over an hour of 
grueling jogging, jumping and stretching, followed by a soccer game. 

The only good thing about it was that she got to meet one of girls in her 
classes. Jennifer was a short brunette with shoulder length hair. Her face 
was quite pretty Robin thought abstractly. 

Jennifer was very interested in where Robin lived, since she and some other 
kids used to run around in there before the last owner had had the old hulk 
renovated and then moved in. Jennifer hadn't seen it since. 

"It just seemed to mysterious and all." she laughed. "Of course we were only 
about ten at the time." 

They were in the showers after the soccer game. Having to take communal 
showers had come as a rude shock to Robin. She had never done that before. 
At first she was nearly paralyzed at the thought of taking off her clothes 
in front of all these other people. 

Then as she realized that everyone else was stripping off, and paying not 
the least attention to each other, she began to feel silly. 

Some of the girls were rather out of shape, to say the least, either fat and 
blubbery or stick thin and flat. She really had nothing to be embarrassed 
about compared to them. Anyway, what could she do, refuse? She'd be a 
laughing stock. 

It was very strange though, standing here naked under the shower. Jennifer 
was only a couple of feet away, also naked. 

Though she was trying hard to keep her eyes off anything below shoulder 
level, Robin couldn't help notice Jennifer had simply enormous breasts. They 
were firm and round, but it was going to take a lot of exercising to keep 
them that way when the girl got older. 

Robin invited the girl back to the mansion after school that day, and 
Jennifer quickly accepted. They rode in the Rolls. Jennifer lived close 
enough to the school to bike in, and they simply put her bike in the car's 
boot. 

She was disappointed Robin hadn't found the dungeons she had searched for as 
a child, but delighted at some of the new renovations, particularly the 
swimming pool. 

"Oh God! I wish we had one of these." she said as they wandered into the 
room. 

"This place is smashing! It hardly looks like a swimming pool at all, except 
for the water of course." she laughed. The walls were all fine grained wood, 
with thick wooden beams interlocking above them. There were paintings on the 
walls, and planters and statues placed along the floor. 

Of course, Jennifer simply had to go swimming right then. "You can change 
over there." Robin pointed to the discretely hidden changing rooms by the 
far wall. There were a number of spare bathing suits there for use by 
guests. 

Jennifer laughed instead and pulled her sweater up over her head and off". 
She popped the button on her jeans and shucked them off, with underwear and 
bra following. "I don't think I need a changing room." she laughed. 

Robin swallowed a protest. She had been made aware, since she got to 
England, of the lax way the Europeans treated nudity. Many of the girls at 
school, and even the maids at the mansion, had been to nude beaches in 
France, or Spain, or Italy, or Greece. In fact, it seemed that most of the 
beaches on this continent were either nude, or semi-nude. 

Sean was away somewhere, and her father virtually never came down here. She 
knew the servants wouldn't come in either, without her calling them. She 
shrugged, and sighed. 

Since Jennifer was going skinny dipping, she would have to as well, or be 
labeled a prude, or something. She wasn't used to doing as others expected, 
but she had no friends yet in this country and didn't want Jennifer annoyed 
with her. 

She stripped, trying to seem as casual as Jennifer. She was still wearing 
her school uniform. Jennifer changed at school, in the girl's locker room. 
That was one exercise Robin didn't have to subject herself with, since she 
was driven to and from school. 

She kicked off her shoes and socks, and dropped her jacket, and then her 
shirt to the floor, then let her skirt fall around her feet, and stepped 
free. She peeled her panties off, and joined Jennifer by the water. 

Jennifer was testing the temperature with her toes. She looked up with a 
grin, then turned and dove into the pool. Robin followed. 

The water was a comfortable heated one hundred and ten degrees. Robin found 
it to be a tremendous turn on to swim naked. The feel of the water 
slithering over her exposed skin as the two of them jumped and dove and swam 
around in it was erotic and exciting. 

They raced each other, and then practiced dives for a while. There were a 
limited number of things they could do alone though. Robin fetched some toys 
from a closet, floating mattresses, beach balls, and other inflatable's. She 
and Jennifer played a kind of volleyball catch with a huge beach ball for a 
while, then Jennifer tried to drown her. 

They wrestled around trying to get the upper hand, gulping in great gasping 
breathes of air whenever one of their heads broke water. Jennifer jumped 
onto Robin's back and locked her arms around her neck as she tried to force 
her underwater. 

Robin flung her over her shoulder so she splashed into the water upside 
down. Robin dove underwater as Jennifer was coughing some of the water out 
of her nose. She threw her arms around the girl's upper legs and lifted her 
halfway out of the water before tossing her in on her back again. 

Both girls were getting excited by the continuous contact of each other's 
naked bodies. Both were trying not to show it however. But if their arms or 
hands happened to brush over each other's breasts, while wrestling, well 
that was entirely innocent, or at least it could be explained that way if 
challenged. 

Robin grabbed Jennifer from behind, her arm going around the girl's chest, 
pressing into her wide, fat tit orbs. She hugged the brunette to her as she 
gripped her wrist and tried to lock her into submission. Jennifer's behind 
pressed back hard into Robin's groin, sending a jolt of heat into the 
blonde. 

Jennifer struggled to loosen Robin's hold, or at least, pretended to. In 
fact she delighted in the position she was in. She could feel the American 
girl's crotch pushing against her buttocks, and her tit meat was intensely 
aware of the other's skin pressing into it as Robin's arm crushed her 
breasts. 

One of them had to take a chance, and Jennifer, who had less to lose, took 
it. When Robin released her, with a shaky grin on her face. Jennifer turned 
to face the other girl. Their faces only inches apart, she moved forward, 
slowly, so she could pull back and laugh if Robin jerked away. 

Their lips met, at first tentatively, then more solidly. Jennifer moved her 
body forward, her big breasts touching Robin's with an almost electric spark 
that sent both erect nipples into spasms of delight as the tit flesh mashed 
together. 

Jennifer's hands slid down behind Robin onto her behind, and she caressed 
and squeezed the soft skin between her fingers. Robin's arms wrapped around 
Jennifer, sliding up and down her back and ass cheeks. They hugged and 
kissed for several long minutes, rubbing their glistening, wet bodies 
together. 

Robin was keenly aware of the girl's bare crotch pressed into her own. The 
two girls stared at each other for several seconds, their breathing 
quickening. Then Jennifer's face dropped down and her lips slid over Robin's 
face again. Jennifer kissed her forehead and cheeks, her tongue coming out 
and licking her gently. 

Her lips fastened onto Robin's and the two kissed deeply. Robin groaned and 
humped her groin into Jennifer's crotch. The brunette slid her lips down 
over Robin's neck, nipping playfully at her throat, before sliding down onto 
her right breast and suckling at her nipple. 

The feel of Jennifer's tongue flicking and slurping on her nipple 
electrified Robin. Waves of passion surged through her. Her hand squeezed 
Jennifer's ass cheeks and cupped Jennifer's pussy mound. Jennifer shuddered, 
and humped back at her. 

Jennifer broke away. She held Robin's hand and moved toward the stairs out 
of the pool. Robin followed, her belly fluttering, her cunt and groin alive 
with electric desires. 

She lay back on the wooden floor, her legs spread apart, while Jennifer lay 
down atop her. They ground their pussies together and kissed passionately. 
Their hands raced over each other's bodies. 

Jennifer moved upward, directing her breasts over Robin's face. "Squeeze 
them. Suck them!" she panted. Robin reached up, eyes wide. Her hands grasped 
the big sacks of tit meat hanging over her and squeezed them tightly. 
Jennifer groaned in response, and brought her chest lower. 

Robin sucked and bit on one of her large, fat nipples. It must have been an 
inch long, and she chewed on it lightly, as her hands worked on the tits. 
The fleshy material oozed out between her widespread fingers as Jennifer 
rubbed her body back and forth over Robin's. 

She was almost jerking of on Robin. She rubbed her mound against the blonde 
furiously. She pulled her breasts away from Robin's mouth and hands, raising 
herself up until she was sitting on the blonde, gazing down hungrily at 
Robin's heaving chest. Robin's hands slid up along Jennifer's sides, then 
around to her front, fastening onto her breasts again. 

Jennifer groaned and pulled her head way back, thrusting her chest out. her 
arms went behind her and gripped Robin's legs for leverage as she rubbed her 
crotch against the girl's belly. 

She was almost on the verge of coming when Robin unlocked one hand from her 
breasts and shot it down between her legs. Jennifer cried out in shock as 
Robin thrust two fingers upward into her cunt. 

Jennifer gasped in startled delight as the fingers plunged up into her 
overheated cunthole. She came with throbbing surges of burning, shooting 
ecstasy, which shot through her body and poured girl juice down her spasming 
cunt tunnel. 

Her body shuddered and collapsed onto Robin, their mouths locking together 
in hunger. She crawled downward until she was between Robin's open legs. Her 
face dropped down and she stared at the glistening coat of vaginal juice 
which had oozed out of the girl's tightly closed cunt slit. 

Her fingers slid between the blonde's cunt lips, pulling forth the swollen 
clit. Jennifer brought her tongue down alongside Robin's cunt lips, licking 
up and down the sides of the slit, bringing a burning, desperate lust to the 
girl's brain. Then her tongue slid down the centre of the slit, sucking in 
the juices. 

Robin gasped and humped her groin up against the brunette's tongue. Jennifer 
forced Robin's cuntlips further apart, her tongue delving deep into the 
slit, scooping out gobs of cum juice. Then her lips fastened onto the girl's 
clitty, and sucked heavily. 

Robin's back arched and her body writhed and twisted as fire exploded all 
along her body. Jennifer bit down on the sensitive little clit and Robin's 
groin erupted in sharp agonized bursts of electric jolts. 

The two of them lay locked together for several minutes. They kissed gently 
as they recovered their breath. Then Robin slid down between Jennifer's legs 
and began licking and slurping at her cunthole. Jennifer flung her arms 
above her head, as if to grasp the floor and hold on tight. 

She arched her back as Robin's hands clutched her buttocks tightly and her 
tongue darted in and out of her hole. Her legs jerked upward and went around 
Robin, her feet slapping against the girl's back, pushing down heavily, 
trying to force the girl against her groin. 

Robin jerked upward and away, and Jennifer groaned in disappointment. Her 
eyes were closed against the surging waves of lust that had her vision 
whirling in unsteady bursts of coloured light. Then Robin was back. 

She pulled Jennifer's legs gently up and forced them straight legged against 
her chest. Jennifer could feel her fat swollen titties nearly divided in two 
as her legs pressed down into them. Even as they squashed and ground into 
her screaming orbs, Robin ground her cunt against her outspread pussy. 

Robin lowered herself further, and rubbed her meaty tits back and forth 
against the sopping crotch and hard swollen clitty until Jennifer gasped in 
unbearable pleasure. 

Jennifer felt her pussy lips pushed roughly apart and something sliding deep 
inside her. She whimpered as her cuntlips were stretched wide apart and a 
warm, wet, soft something plunged down into her belly. She opened her eyes 
briefly as jolts of staggering lust shot through her guts. 

She looked blearily down between her legs to see Robin's hand disappear into 
her opening. Her mind gasped in fear and astonished excitement. The pain and 
lust mounted as she watched the blonde girl pushing determinedly downward. 

The hand disappeared into her body. She watched in dazed astonishment as her 
cunt lips closed tightly around the thin wrist. Still Robin pushed downward, 
deeper. Pain sizzled along her spine as Robin's knuckles jammed against her 
cervix. 

She whined and whimpered and grunted in a rolling rush of orgasmic waves 
that blew away her control completely. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and 
her body trembled and shook to bursts of sensations rocketing through her. 

Robin pulled her hand back until it began to strain her pussy lips apart 
again, then punched downward again, impaling Jennifer on her hand and arm. 
She drove her fist deep into Jennifer's guts. Jennifer's straining cunt lips 
slid along Robin's wrist and arm until they were locked tightly around the 
flesh halfway up to her elbow. 

Robin began driving her fist in and out of the girl's oily, cum soaked fuck 
hole, pistoning her hand in and out, faster and faster. Jennifer's body 
jerked back and forth in time, as Robin fucked her towards an immense 
orgasm. 

Jennifer's brain felt like it was being crushed inside her skull as orgasm's 
rolled over her in one long continuous wave of agonizing electric delight. 
Her body exulted in the pulsating heat, that seared deep into her guts and 
shot along every nerve fibre in her body. 

Robin's fist pounded in and out of her crotch, churning her insides to 
feverish quivering jelly, pulping her guts with its powerful plunges. 
Jennifer's arms flopped on the floor beside her as her frame convulsed under 
the intense aching bliss. 

Her body shuddered and writhed as Robin drove her fist deep into her belly, 
grinding her knuckles against her cervix. Her legs flopped to the floor, and 
her entire torso quaked, as she shot into another furious orgasm. Her hands 
came down and grasped Robin's arm, jerking it deeper inside her, jamming it 
violently inside her hole, impaling herself on it. 

She jerked arid humped against it, rolling onto her belly still clutching 
the limb frantically. She closed her legs around it, as if to draw it inside 
her completely. Her body trembled arid jerked against the floor. 

Then her whole frame went rigid. Her muscles locked in place and she seemed 
to give a massive shudder ... and then collapsed, gasping for breath and 
barely conscious. 

The two of them lay together, recovering, kissing gently now and then. Their 
hands stroking each other's bodies. At last Robin looked at her watch and 
sighed. 

"We better get dressed soon, my brother will be coming home soon." Jennifer 
grunted in acknowledgement. 

"I'm all sweaty." she protested weakly. Robin got shakily to her feet. "Come 
on. I know what we need." she said. Jennifer rose and put her arm around 
her, hugging her tightly. 

Robin turned and walked unsteadily towards the whirlpool bath in the 
adjoining room. 

"Oh wow, this is nice." Jennifer murmured. 

The whirlpool bubbled in front of them. It was about five feet deep in the 
middle, only four or three around the sides, depending on where you stood. 
It was a good seven feet across, giving it room for several couples. 

The air was hot and misty humid. The light was dim and relaxing. Robin 
stepped slowly into the water, feeling the force of the jets shooting water 
against her. There was a low ledge which allowed people to sit with only 
their lower torso in the water. She sat on this for a few seconds and helped 
Jennifer in, then the two pushed off it and slid down to their necks in the 
hot bubbling water. 

"Oh this is glorious!" moaned Jennifer, luxuriating in the caressing jets of 
water. They let the heat massage the tired aches out of their bodies, 
quietly savouring the luxury of it. Robin moved further along the edge away 
from the door, where the water was shallower and only came up to her belly. 
Jennifer followed. 

"It gets hard to breath with that hot water around your chest doesn't it?" 
she asked. Jennifer nodded lazily, leaning against the edge of the tub. 
Robin slid her hands down the front of her body, feeling the heat flowing 
from her breasts. 

"My boobs feel like they've been boiled." She groaned. Jennifer eyed her 
reddened orbs indolently. She reached her hand over and cupped one breast 
gently. Robin shifted closer to her. They kissed again, lethargically at 
first, then with more passion. 

Jennifer moved in front of her, their arms going around each other and their 
kisses becoming longer and more intense. Their lips ground together as their 
hands drew each other together tightly, their tits rubbing against each 
other. 

Jennifer's hands slid down onto Robin's velvety buttocks and squeezed and 
kneaded the hot, malleable flesh. She lifted Robin up until her ass was on 
the ledge. Robin threw her head and shoulders back, allowing Jennifer to hew 
and suck on her glowing breast flesh. 

Her legs came around Jennifer and hugged her tightly against her crotch, her 
arms slid around Jennifer's head and shoulders, pulling her face tighter 
against her heaving chest. Her hand slid down beneath the surface of the 
water and stroked Jennifer's inner thighs before sliding along the narrow 
cunt slit and dipping inside. 

She dug two fingers into the tight tube, mashing her thumb over the 
brunette's clitoris. Both girl's moaned and sighed as intense desire 
overwhelmed them. 

 CHAPTER Seven 

Sean gazed around the pool in disgust. There were inflatable toys strewn 
everywhere. The carpet was drenched with water all around the pool. He hated 
it when Robin, and he knew it was her, made a mess in one of the common 
rooms he liked to use. He heard a soft distant sound coming through the 
closed door of the whirlpool room. 

His jaw clenched and he dropped his towel and stomped over to the door. As 
he got closer, the sounds became clearer, sighs and moans, gentle laughter. 
He stopped suddenly with his hand on the doorknob. It didn't sound like she 
was alone. A shock ran through his body. 

No ... She wouldn't dare! The sounds coming from the room were awfully 
similar to the kind he heard on X-rated tapes. The door was locked. There 
was another way in though. He raced around to another door, yanking it open 
and sprinting quietly through the sauna rooms. 

There was a short narrow corridor which linked the sauna and the whirlpool 
directly. The sounds were much more audible here. He peered around the 
corner into the whirlpool room and his eyes opened in astonishment. 

Robin was definitely not alone! It was difficult to see in the dim light, 
but he could see her clutching a boy tightly. He couldn't see below the 
water, but he could see she wasn't wearing a top. The boy's head was tilted 
and his tongue slurped and sucked at Robin's tits. 

Sean felt his cock stiffen inside his bathing suit. The boy's hands squeezed 
and kneaded his sister's tits as the two of them kissed deeply. Robin moaned 
deeply, bringing a shiver of electric excitement down his spine. Then she 
raised fully out of the water to sit on the edge. She lay back on the floor 
while the guy's head descended between her outspread legs and began licking 
and nibbling at her cunthole. 

Sean's cock almost burst the material of his suit as he saw his sister's 
languorous form sprawled out in front of him, her face twisted in yearning 
emotion. 

Suddenly another, much bigger shock hit him. That wasn't a guy screwing his 
sister! That was a girl! He was stunned. 

The girl had brown hair, tangled in damp curls around her head and shoulder. 
He had been watching Robin, ignoring the supposed boy whom he had only seen 
from behind. Now as she turned slightly, he could see her fat, meaty tits 
dangling below her chest 

His breathing came in rapid gulps as his eyes took in the erotic scene. 
Almost unconsciously, his hand slid into his bathing suit and gripped his 
rock hard tool. GOD! he thought. It was unbelievable!! 

The girl was still sucking and lapping away at Robin's crotch as his sister 
trembled against her. In a daze, he stepped into the room further. His eyes 
were huge and wide as he stumbled forward, intent on seeing every move up 
close. 

Seconds later the girl turned startled, and they stared at each other. The 
girl looked frightened for a second, then a thoughtful look came across her 
face and she grinned lewdly at him. 

She rose out of the water and straddled his sister's body. Her chest coming 
down against Robin, and their mouths sucking and kissing. Her ass thrust up 
and back toward him, almost daring his approach. 

He slid into the pool and moved across until his face was only inches away 
from the two girl's crotches. He stared down at Robin's blonde pussy, wet 
and open as her legs jerked against the pool edge. The other girl's cunt was 
even more lewdly displayed, gaping at him from between her legs. 

He could see the narrow slit with the pinkish cunt flesh appearing as she 
bent lower and spread her legs more. He stretched his hand up until his palm 
slid under the girl's cunt. He felt her body jerk slightly when she felt 
him, but otherwise there was no reaction. 

His finger dug into the cunt meat, sliding between the two tight cunt lips, 
pushing them aside and moving into the girl's body. The girl shoved her ass 
back at him starting him out of his daze. He shook his head to clear it then 
abruptly climbed up onto the ledge. 

He yanked his trunks down and placed the tip of his rigid shaft against her 
slit. He gripped her hips and thrust forward, burying almost half his dick 
inside her hole. He pulled her against him, twisting and humping his groin, 
digging his cock deeper into her lower belly. 

His hands came around under her and fastened around her tits. Another pair 
of hands was already there I He peered over her shoulders to see Robin 
writhing beneath the girl. She didn't appear to notice him as the two of 
them fucked atop her. 

The girl's head descended and sucked in a mouthful of Robin's tit flesh, 
bringing another moan from his sister. He stabbed his cock deeper into the 
girl, beginning to hump in and out now. The lewdness of what he was doing 
thrilled his senses. His hands mingled with his sister's on the girl's 
large, meaty chest. 

Then the girl bent lower still, and he felt his hands mashed between the 
girl's tits and Robin's. He could tell even with the backs of his hands, 
that Robin's nipples were rock hard. In a stupor his hands twisted and 
clutched Robin's tits instead, bringing another groan from her lips as he 
squeezed them fiercely. 

He could feel her heart pounding beneath his hand as he kneaded and fondled 
her soft malleable tit meat. He thrust himself harder and faster into the 
girl's tight clutching cunt hole as his orgasm overtook him and he spurted 
wads of cum juice deep into the brunette's guts. 

He continued fucking into her. He was so turned on that his cock barely 
softened at all. The girl squirmed forward atop Robin, her cunt pulling 
loose from his member, leaving him in dismayed confusion for several seconds 
as she squatted down over Robin's face. 

She rode his sister's tongue like it was a bike seat or something. He could 
see Robin's tongue sliding and darting up into the girl's cunt slit, 
slurping up the juice he had just deposited. His cock throbbed with need as 
he eyed the girl gasping and moaning on his sister's face. 

Then his eyes slid downward. He was right between Robin's legs. Her ass, 
almost at the edge of the tub he was standing in. He could see the slit 
opening and closing slightly as her muscles spasmed with the joyful shocks 
assaulting her system. 

Numb to the wickedness of the act, he bent between her legs and drove his 
burning hot spear deep into her beckoning twat hole. Robin gave a startled 
gasp of shock as her cunt was filled with meat, her as strained upward 
against him. 

He gripped her thighs, forcing her legs wider still, and began thrusting his 
cock madly in and out of her hole. The brunette turned around on Robin's 
face to watch him as he fucked into Robin. He grabbed his sister's legs and 
jerked them up onto his shoulders as he climbed further out of the pool. 

He forced her legs back against her body. The brunette gripped Robin's 
ankles and forced them down beside her head as Robin moaned in pain and 
ecstasy, he threw his body forward, slamming his cock deep into her guts as 
he reached for the brunette. 

The girl twisted, circling her cunt on Robin's face, turning so she faced 
downward towards Sean. The two of them mashed their lips together, their 
tongues slamming into each other's mouths. He felt a strange sense of wonder 
at the strange tongue invading his mouth, darting around inside. 

His arms went around her and dragged her upper body toward him. She 
continued to ride Robin's face and push down on her ankles as Sean plunged 
his raging boner deep into his sister's fuck pit. His pubic bone slammed 
brutally against her groin again and again. 

Robin grunted with each impact, then her cunt quivered around his cock and 
she howled in lecherous gratification as she came. Her climaxes rolled over 
her one after another, sending her body into a quivering, shivering, 
jerking, mass of spasming muscle tissue and hot flaring flesh. 

Her electric cunt dragged Sean into his own orgasm. Her wet velvety cunt 
tube squeezing and grabbing at his cock as he shoved himself deep inside 
her. His head rolled as his juice spurted out deep into her cuntal cavity, 
splashing against the back wall of her hole, coating her cunt-slit with 
gooey white sauce. 

Jennifer squealed in pleasure, Robin's tongue shooting into over drive with 
her cum, and pulling Jennifer with her. The three of them moaned and grunted 
in sexual release as their hot bodies rubbed, plunged, and mashed together. 

As the three of them rose toward full consciousness, he began to worry about 
what Robin would say. It turned out that she hadn't been quite as unseeing 
as he had thought. Once she had realized what he had seen, she had decided, 
even as Jennifer licked her cunt toward orgasm, to drawn him into the act 
and prevent him from tattling to her parents. 

She introduced Jennifer to the shy, stammering boy, who seemed to be only 
now becoming aware of his nudity. He covered his groin with his hands 
protectively, though his eyes continued to ogle the two nude girls. 

He was ready to continue the sex right then and there, but the girls were 
exhausted and Jennifer had to get home before dark. The three of them got 
dressed and ambled lazily out the door into the pool room, talking idly 
about things. 

They met Kate coming across the pool room, which caused a delayed heart 
attack in Robin and Sean. Both of them thinking of what would have happened 
if she had arrived a few minutes earlier. 

After Jennifer left, Robin spent time just roaming around the massive 
building, she eyed the ancient portraits adorning many of the walls along 
the corridors and hallways with distaste. She wandered into one of the 
unused bedrooms and surveyed the antique furniture with interest. 

Sitting at a sixteenth century desk and gazing out the narrow windows, it 
was easy to pretend she was a princess in ancient England. She wondered 
fleetingly, whether there might be some old costumes somewhere around the 
mansion that would fit her. 

She ambled down the hallway exploring. She found several of the rooms 
completely unfurnished. The old stone walls were spooky looking without 
lights or furniture. She hurried back to the occupied sections and played 
Pang Eater in the video room. 

A sudden movement right behind her made her jump in startlement. Sean was 
inches behind her, peering over her shoulders at the screen. 

"Awww, you've got no style at all." he complained. 

"What?!" she demanded. 

He pointed at the screen, where the tiny figures were still racing around. 
"IF you do it that way, you'll finish the screen before all the bonus's are 
eaten up." 

"I like doing it this way." she sniffed. He shook his head in pity. "Girls 
shouldn't be allowed to go near video games." he said morosely. 

"Eat me." she scorned, disdainfully. 

His hand slid under her miniskirt and squeezed her buttocks. 

"Name the time and place." he leered. 

"Are you crazy!?" she hissed, looking towards the unlocked door, and jerking 
her skirt away from his hands. 

"Someone could walk in and see!" 

He snorted derisively. "Nobody ever comes in here except us and Penny, and 
she's at Susan's." 

"And speaking of CUMMING in here." 

His hand reached forward and cupped her breast through her thin blouse. "I'd 
like to CUM in here." 

She jerked his hand away again exasperated. 

"Look Sean," she asserted, "Just because you walked in on me and Jenny this 
afternoon, doesn't mean you and me are going to be screwing around whenever 
you're in the mood." 

Sean pushed himself closer, forcing her back against the video game. His 
hand slithered up her leg and under her skirt again. She struggled briefly 
before it dug in at her crotch and started squeezing her through the thin 
silk panties. 

"Commme onnnnnnn! You're no virgin! It's a great way to pass the time. 
Pleeeeeeeaaasseeee." he whined. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and pushed 
him backward. 

"You're so immature." she charged. "You'll get us caught, and then what will 
happen?" He grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back, pushing her 
backwards so her top inclined back against the slanted screen of the 
machine. 

"Who's immature." he whispered, biting her gently on the nape of her neck. 
His knees pushed between her legs, separating them, then his leg rose until 
he could rub the top of it against her panties. His lips slithered down her 
neck, his tongue licking a wet trail to the top of her blouse. 

"Seeeaaaaannnnnnnnn." she whined, half heartedly. He grabbed her in a bear 
hug and mashed her lips with his. His groin dry fucked against her, as she 
struggled weakly. He thrust his hand up under her loose blouse and cupped 
her bare breast enthusiastically. 

He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off. His mouth came down on her left 
breast and his teeth nipped lightly at her nipple before engulfing it and a 
big chunk of her breast. 

He sucked heavily on it as his hand crushed her right breast eagerly. His 
other hand dove into her panties and squeezed her pubic mound clumsily. 

"OWWW! Shit Sean! Tone it down will you. You're hurting me." 

"Sorry." he mumbled, easing off somewhat. 

She grabbed his hand and stroked it gently along between her legs, showing 
him how. He stroked her crotch with more and more familiarity, the tenseness 
going out of him. Soon he could feel a damp warmth along his palm as his 
sister heated up and her pussy began flowing with bubbling love juice. 

He pulled her panties down and off her hips until they dropped to the floor. 
She stepped out of them and spread her legs wider for him. "Look." she 
breathed, lifting her skirt. She placed her fingers around her clit and 
pulled on it gently. "This is a clit. Do you know what that is?" 

He shook his head doubtfully. "Well, this is what heats a girl up. You suck 
and rub on that and it drives a girl wild." she looked up at him. "You were 
a virgin until this morning weren't you?" she said with certainty. 

He started to shake his head indignantly but then stopped and nodded in 
embarrassment. "Let me show you how to do it then." she sighed. 

He frowned in pique. "I did alright this afternoon." he insisted. 

"We were already heated up when you came in." she argued. 

She humped against his hand, showing him exactly how to slide his fingers up 
and down the slit and pinch her love button properly. Soon her legs began to 
grow wobbly and she leaned back against the machine as her breaths came 
faster. 

His mouth returned to her breasts and began sucking and chewing around her 
now erect nipples. Her breasts swelled with her excitement and she sighed in 
pleasure. 

Then her spine arched backward and she hissed. "UUUuuunnnnnngngghghgh!!" she 
groaned. "YESSssssssssss!" 

Sean felt more wetness in his palm as her love hole overflowed with cum. She 
jerked and shook under his hand as he pinched her clit mercilessly and 
rammed two fingers deep inside her. 

Her head came forward then and she smiled tiredly. 

"That was nice." she murmured. 

His cock felt like it was ready to tear his pants open right then. He 
frantically snapped the catch and tore his zipper down, yanking his pants 
down low enough for his rigid member to spring up horizontally. 

It banged into Robin's crotch and rubbed across it briefly before she 
grabbed it and fit it at the entrance to her slit. 

She leaned backward and spread her legs more as Sean thrust his hips forward 
and buried five inches of his dick up into her cunt. She grunted as the 
impact sent her back against the machine. 

He lunged forward again, cramming another three inches inside her. She 
gasped in pain. "Not so hard Sean." she pleaded. 

He pulled out several inches and then drove forward more slowly, sliding his 
fat meaty cock inside her inch by inch until their pubic bones met and she 
could feel his balls against the soft skin of her buttocks. 

"Oh God!" he gasped as he pulled back again. Her cunt was wet and tight. It 
seemed to be a living thing, sucking and munching on his cock as he slid it 
in and out. It seemed to suck the skin right off his penis as he withdrew. 

Then he thrust forward again, feeling the tight walls give way before his 
irresistible assault. He arched his back and threw his hips up and forward, 
watching with wonder as his cock embedded itself in her crotch hole. 

Her leg came up and went around his back as she fucked back at him. Their 
mouths met, their tongues raping each other's mouths. His hands gripped her 
soft buttocks and yanked her groin against him. 

Then her other leg went around him and clutched him tightly. She fell 
backward against the plastic covered screen as his cock rammed in and out. 
Then she twisted forward and threw her arms around his shoulders as she 
sucked at his lips and mouth frenziedly. 

Her back ganged against the screen as he fucked harder and harder. 

Robin rode his cock deliriously, her hole rejoiced in being crammed full of 
hot fat man meat. 

Her breasts squashed and ground against his woolen sweater painfully. 

She felt his cock throbbing inside her guts, like it was a part of her. 

He lowered himself to his knees, carrying her down the side of the machine, 
and then fell forward on top of her. 

With more freedom now, he began to pump his cock in and out with long rapid 
strokes. Her legs came away and fell back so they were wide apart and 
bounced in mid air to his furious thrusts. His cock pummelled her insides as 
she grunted and whispered inaudibly. 

Then he felt his cock explode in a fiery burst of cum. He crammed every last 
inch inside her as jets of fiery sperm gushed out of his cock and into her 
body. 

She felt the juice flooding into her and cried out in elation. Her arms and 
legs slid around him and jerked him tightly against her as her own orgasm 
exploded. Her cunt squeezed and strained against his pole as her muscles 
spasmed. 

He lay atop her, drained, as they gulped in mouthfuls of air. "How was 
that?" he whispered. She sighed contentedly and stretched her legs out. 

She decided that it might be a good thing after all that Sean walked in on 
them in the tub. 

* * * 

The only problem was that Sean had this irritating habit of grinning 
knowingly at her when they were around other people. Sometimes he would grab 
at her when people might walk in any second. 

She spent most of the evening batting his hand away from her tits while they 
watched TV in the family room. Penny was there and occasional servants 
wandered in and out. She decided she had to set him straight before tomorrow 
when they were all supposed to go sightseeing in London. 

After everyone else was asleep, she used the secret passage behind her wall 
to slip quietly next door to his room. He was sitting up in bed reading when 
she slid aside the panel in his room and stepped in. He looked up in 
surprise, then grinned in anticipation. 

She jumped onto his bed and sat down, her legs curled under her. His hand 
instantly slid up the satin pants of her pajamas. She slapped it away in 
irritation. 

"Will you stop that!" she exclaimed. 

"Are you always horny!?" 

"All guys are always horny." he leered. 

She eyed him sternly. "We have to talk." 

His arms encircled her and pulled her against his bare chest. "What's the 
matter?" he inquired. 

"I think my boobs are rubbed raw." she replied ruefully. 

He plucked at the single button of her top he hadn't already undone and 
opened it to examine her breasts. 

She snatched it closed firmly. 

"They look okay to me." he grinned. 

"The next time you want to screw me, make sure your not wearing a damned 
woolen sweater." she scowled. 

"I'm not wearing one now." he smirked, seizing the edges of her top and 
jerking it open again. 

"Sean. I came here to talk dammit!" 

"Later." he breathed, kissing her hotly. 

Muffled complaints came from her lips as his hands glided lightly over her 
rounded orbs and smooth flat belly. 

He pulled her backwards so she was lying across him, her firm young breasts 
standing proudly atop her chest, nipples pointing upward. His mouth came 
down and licked gently on her left nipple, as she shifted in annoyance. 

His soft tongue slithered around and around her nipple, running directly 
across every few seconds as the tiny bud hardened. She felt the tingle of 
the cool night air on her moistened nipple as his tongue flicked in and out. 

His hand slid down her belly and under the waistband of her pants. His 
fingers slid down her abdomen and over the tight little slit in her crotch. 
His eyes opened in surprise and he stopped licking to raise his head and 
look at her. 

"I shaved it." she sighed, Like Jennifer." 

He slid her pants down and pulled her body further across his lap until her 
groin was directly under his face. His expression was enraptured as his 
fingers delicately explored her tightly closed little cleft. His finger ran 
up and down the narrow slit delicately. 

He held one finger out straight and stuck it into his mouth to moisten it, 
then he placed it against her crack and slowly wriggled it inside. He 
watched in fascination as his finger dipped in and out of her slit. 

She sat up and straddled him, her legs encircling him. She felt the hardness 
of his manhood beneath her as her arms went around his neck and drew their 
faces together. They kissed deeply. 

She ground her cunt down against his lap as his hands gripped her ass cheeks 
and kneaded the soft pliable flesh. His lips pulled away and slid down onto 
her upturned nipples, wetting them again as he suckled gently. 

She mewled in pleasure as he manipulated the little pink pebble. She rocked 
against him, their bellies sliding together. His hands fumbled at his cock, 
trying to place it against her. She pulled away and made him lie back flat. 

She forced his unresisting hands up above his head and straddled his cock. 
Robin leered at him as she raised her ass up so she was squatting above him. 
Her crotch no longer touching him. 

She grabbed his fat cock, feeling it twitch and pulse as her delicate 
fingers surrounded it. She raised it up so it was pointing like an arrow 
straight at her cunt slit, then slowly began to lower herself. She felt the 
cockhead poised at the entrance to her twat. 

He grunted with the effort to hold still as she dropped slowly downward. Her 
was spread apart as the intruding instrument of flesh pushed inside her. Her 
tight cunt sheath enveloped his cockhead. She held it there for several 
seconds her eyes warning the anxious boy against moving. 

Then in one long, slow plunge, she impaled herself on his hardened tool. She 
gasped in ecstasy as his cock slid deeper and deeper up into her belly. Her 
knees were wide apart as she sank down onto him, and his cock slid inside 
her bare cleft unhindered. Finally her ass was flat against him. She felt 
every pore of his skin as she flattened her crotch against him. 

She bent forward, running her hands over his chest. Her cunt rose an inch, 
then two, then four. She slid back down again. He groaned in hedonistic joy. 
She bent forward again, slowly pulling all but the head out of her clutching 
tunnel, then she sank back again, her cunt devouring him. 

She felt his cockhead way up inside her. She looked down at her belly as she 
straddled his groin, running a hand up from the V of her crotch to above her 
belly button. 

"That's where it is." she murmured. "Way up here. Way up inside me." They 
both stared at her belly mesmerized. She rose all the way straight up until 
only the very tip was in her, then plunged downward, sinking his prick up 
into her guts again. 

She began humping up and down atop his fat stick. She fucked her crotch up 
and down as she leaned forward, supporting herself on his chest. His cock 
slid in and out of her sheath as she bounced up and down. His hands came up 
and grasped her hanging titties, squeezing them harshly, milking them. 

She rode him like a stallion in a tight race, using her knees for leverage 
as she crammed her narrow tunnel full of cock again and again. She arched 
backward, throwing her arms up and in back of her head as she leaned way 
back until her hair touched the bed behind her. 

His hands encircled her hips, holding her crotch in place as he began 
humping up into her at last. Her tits strained against her ribcage as her 
skin stretched and tried to flatten them. She bounced wildly as a low 
keening moan came out of her mouth, and she came. 

Blinding bubbles of light and blinking stars filled her head as his cock 
rasped over her clit. He let her fall back and plunged upward and then 
forward, throwing her legs up and back and crushing them between their 
chests as his cock sank down into her hole. 

He put his hands on her ankles and pushed himself off her, elevating her 
open cunt at the same time. Only his hands on her ankles and his cock inside 
touched her. 

Slowly he began pumping his dick in and out of her slit-hole. His strokes 
became faster and heavier. His balls slapped against her crotch and buttocks 
as he slammed his groin down into her crotch repeatedly. 

She grunted and whined in complaint as his pubic bone smashed into her 
crotch brutally. His head felt like it would explode with the heat rising in 
him as his cock throbbed and pulsated in her clutching fuck tube. 

Then he howled in glee, pounding his cock against her, smashing her down 
into the bed as she neared another orgasm. Her knees were hammering at her 
shoulders, her legs crushing her tits as his weight slammed down into her 
over and over. His cock erupted and she felt his scalding hot jism gush down 
into her fuckhole. 

His sperm seared her cunt and guts with its fiery blazing glow. 

After pumping one last spurting gob of cum into her belly, he rolled off and 
fell flat on his face on the bed. 

Robin's legs fell back and she lay sprawled spread-eagled across the bed, 
gasping in exhaustion. Her abused tits throbbed in pain, and her irritated 
nipples stung as she traced a finger lightly across them. 

Her tailbone felt bruised, the skin raw and tender. The muscles of her inner 
thighs were sore from the stretching her legs had done. Her legs ached as 
she tried to close them. 

"S ... Sean." she gasped. He looked up at her sluggishly. "Fucking you is 
like fucking a god damned gorilla." she complained. He leered tiredly. 

 CHAPTER Eight 

It took several minutes before she recovered enough to carefully close her 
legs and sit up. "Look Sean." she glared. "I don't want you grab-assing with 
me anywhere we're not completely alone, understand?" 

He gazed up at her petulantly. 

"And no more dirty looks either. Do you have any idea what would happen if 
anyone found out about us!?" 

"Nobody will." he griped. 

"They sure as fuck will if you keep acting like you did this evening." she 
growled. 

"You're the boy, and you're older. If anyone finds out, you'll get most of 
the shit boy." she warned. 

"You'll be lucky if dad doesn't boot your ass out onto the street!" 

He shook his head in resignation. 

"All right, all right, I won't even talk to you! How's that?" 

"Don't be stupid." she said. 

She bent forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. 

"Just try to remember I'm your sister. Okay?" 

He nodded sheepishly, she rose slowly, her back and legs complaining, and 
stumbled towards the passageway still naked. 

"Hey Robin ..." he called. 

She stopped and turned toward him. 

"Don't you think the maid will wonder why your pajamas are here by my bed?" 
he asked. 

She grumbled and held her arms out. 

He picked them up and threw them to her. She caught them and held them 
beside her as she stumbled into the passage. 

"Hey Sis." he called after her. 

She peeked around the corner. 

"Did you know you have the best ass I ever saw in my life?" he asked. 

She groaned and disappeared, the passage sliding to behind her. 

* * * 

The next morning she watched him suspiciously for any signs of trouble. She 
was dressed in tight white pants, an oversized orange shirt, and orange 
booties for their trip to London. 

Sean was completely normal though, which meant, smart-assed towards both her 
and Penny. She couldn't detect anything that would cause anyone to be 
suspicious. There were lots of dirty remarks and double entendres of course, 
normal for him. 

* * * 

The three of them spent most of the day exploring the sights and sounds of 
London. There were numerous disagreements about where to go of course. 

While Penny was enchanted by the theatres and wanted to visit the famous old 
theatres of Shakespeare's time, Robin was far more interested in the 
spectacular beauty of the Crown Jewels. Sean, meanwhile, was into things 
military. Their father was into architecture, and Kate was into costumes and 
restaurants. 

Compromise was the order of the day. Robin and Kate went to see the costumes 
and jewels in the Tower of London, while the others visited a truly ancient 
museum where all three could satisfy their wishes. 

* * * 

Robin's face seemed to flow in the reflected light as she pressed against 
the glass protecting the priceless collections of jewels. They were in a 
long dimly lit room. Brightly lit display cases lined the walls and made 
neat rows down the center of the room. 

"Awesome!" she sighed, admiring the sparkling gems spread out before her. 
"Look at those emeralds." Kate pointed, "Those would look great on a 
necklace." 

"I'd rather have a choker." Robin responded. 

She pointed at a collection of rectangular shaped sapphires. "Those would 
look great on me." Her mother laughed. "Blue is your color all right. But 
those would probably set you back a quarter of a million dollars at least." 

"I'm worth it." she responded airily. 

The two guards in the room had carefully positioned themselves so as to have 
the best view of the pair. Although Kate was a beautiful woman, she was 
dressed conservatively in a long skirt, and jacket covered blouse, so it was 
Robin they paid the most attention to. 

Guarding the jewels was an extremely boring task, enlivened only when an 
attractive female entered the room. One of them continually positioned 
himself behind the pair so he could admire Robin's beautifully rounded 
behind whenever she bent over one of the display cases. 

When the girl had bent way over for an unusually long time to admire one of 
the crowns, he had had to turn away before he betrayed himself in an obvious 
way. The other guard contented himself with the view from the other side of 
whatever display case the little blonde was admiring. 

As she gazed appreciatively at the sparkling diamonds in front of her, he 
gazed appreciatively at the reflected glow on her beautiful face. He paid 
even more attention whenever she leaned far enough over for the top of her 
loose shirt to pull downward, stooping slightly to peek down the front of 
her shirt and admire the top of her mammary mounds. 

"We have to go if we're going to meet the others," Kate said, looking at her 
watch. They left the room, passing a disappointed guard. He wandered over to 
his partner. 

"Did you see the tight little ass on that blonde?" he breathed. 

"Not to mention the tits." the other answered. 

* * * 

After lunch, they split up again. After some argument, it was agreed that 
Sean and Robin were mature enough to go to the war museum alone. Sean wanted 
to see more weaponry, while Robin wanted to see the collection of jeweled 
swords, knifes and daggers. 

The collection turned out to be a disappointment to Robin. They were running 
a special world war two commemoration display. Virtually the entire place 
was given over to tanks, guns, airplanes and the like. Sean was completely 
fascinated of course. 

She finally told him she'd meet him at the restaurant and left the museum to 
explore London alone. 

It wasn't long before she was coming to regret that decision. London was in 
the midst of a tremendous heat wave, and it was no place for a light skinned 
blonde to be wandering around out of doors. 

She ducked into a public bathroom and yanked her pants off. The orange shirt 
was long enough to pass for a mini-dress once she'd fastened her belt around 
it. She folded her pants into her bag. 

After a few seconds of admiring her form in the mirror, and enjoying the 
relatively free and cool air on her legs, she gave in to a mood of reckless 
daring and whipped her panties off and stuffed them into the bag as well. 

The air brought a tingle to her bald pussy as she walked out of the 
lavatory. It was risky of course. The hem of the shirt only came down a few 
inches below her ass cheeks. Still it wasn't like she was at school. It 
wouldn't really matter if some stranger saw her pussy. Who would he tell 
anyway? 

She wandered down the narrow street, window shopping. She wished idly that 
there was a mall nearby. The heat was frazzling her hair. 

As she turned onto Tudor street she noticed a double decker bus pulling up 
to a stop only a few feet in front of her. The sign said Piccadilly Circus, 
which happened to be where she was supposed to meet everyone. She jumped at 
the opportunity to get out of the sun without a long walk and boarded it. 

The conductor was more than happy to explain the fare system to the 
attractive little nymphet in great length as he fought to admire her legs 
secretively. 

All the seats on the shady side of the bus were occupied, so she sauntered 
down the narrow lane to the back of the bus where the seats faced sideways 
instead of forward. 

There were stairs leading to the upper deck, but after a moment's 
hesitation, she refrained from using them. It would be neat to ride on the 
top, but there was too much chance of some old bag coming up as she went 
down and gazing up into her pussy. It would be embarrassing if there was a 
scene. 

She crossed her legs primly as the bus drove on. There was only one other 
passenger here in the back. A slightly scruffy looking man was sitting 
across from her. He made very little effort to conceal his interest in her 
legs, or the rest of her for that matter. 

After several minutes of riding, her legs began to perspire from their close 
contact on the steamy bus and Robin pulled them apart. 

She could see the guy across from her slowly hunch lower in his seat, and 
glared at him. She was sure he couldn't really see anything from there, and 
she had no intention of overheating herself to prevent some pervert from 
ogling her body. 

Then as she eyed him surreptitiously, she began heating up in an entirely 
different way. The man wasn't bad looking really. He was around thirty. His 
dark hair was mussed and slightly dirty looking, and he wore a yellow 
t-shirt and tight jeans. 

She started thinking about her previous reasoning that it didn't matter if 
some stranger saw her. It wouldn't really, she thought. The lecherous way he 
was examining her legs and thighs kind of turned her on. 

She knew, of course, that she had a terrific body, but it was kind of neat 
to see how a man was affected by just her legs. 

Eventually, she gave in to the kind of proud teasing so many teenage girl's 
do. She slowly spread her legs wider apart. By the startled look of delight 
on the man's face, she knew when he caught sight of her smoothly shaved 
pussy. 

She pretended ignorance of the view she was giving him, gazing out the 
window in apparent boredom, and glancing at him out of the corner of her 
eye. He wasn't fooled though. 

After looking out the window, she turned and saw him openly rubbing at his 
bulging crotch. Her eyes were held like magnets as the long fat outline of 
his cock appeared though the pants. She decided it must be at least ten 
inches long. 

She grew more excited with the knowledge that her obscene flaunting of her 
crotch had caused his public erection. There was something intensely erotic 
about the public exhibiting of herself like this. She opened her legs wider 
still, and pulled her knees back. 

Now anyone walking by would be able to see her entire crotch easily. She 
closed her eyes for a few seconds, imagining crowds of people, commuters 
perhaps, walking by, captivated by her obscene display. 

She opened her eyes again to see the man leering at her and rubbing his 
organ faster. Her hands strayed almost unconsciously to her groin. She 
pulled her hem higher and then ran a slim finger down the center of her damp 
slit, drawing a gasp from the onlooker. 

She slowly began to jerk off. She slipped a finger into her mouth to wet it, 
staring salaciously at him, then slid it down to her dampening love pit and 
twisted the finger slowly inside her cavity. She dipped it in and out 
lightly before slipping it in all the way to the knuckles. 

She grunted as the fire between her legs blazed higher. A second finger 
wormed its way in next to the first, and the two digits began pumping slowly 
in and out of her sopping tunnel. 

Her other hand was busy frigging her clit, which had hardened and emerged 
from behind the cover of her pussy lips. The hard little bump was shooting 
bolts of electricity through her sweating frame every time her fingers 
rubbed over it. 

She closed her eyes and threw her head back as she humped against her 
fingers. She was pistoning them in and out rapidly now, causing the man 
across from her to gape in disbelief at the sight of her stickily coated 
fingers disappearing and reappearing from the tight pink crotch hole. 

She gasped suddenly and bent over, ramming her fingers as deep as they would 
go as her cunt quivered and spasmed around them. Her breathes came in short 
grunting jerks as she came all over her fingers. 

She fell back breathlessly; observing the shocked look on the man's face, 
and the dark wet spot on his jeans where his juice had spurted as he watched 
her. 

After recovering, she decided to get off the bus now, instead of at 
Piccadilly. She didn't want him following her into the restaurant if he got 
off with her. 

She got up and headed for the door, ringing the bell en route. As she 
feared, he rose behind her and followed her to the door. Only when she 
hopped off did she notice that she was in a rather scruffy looking 
neighbourhood. 

There were boxes and plastic bags of garbage strewn around the face of a 
dark shadowed alley in front of her. The shops along the street were small 
and had grimy windows and few customers. 

She turned suddenly and bumped into the chest of the guy from the bus, who 
leered down at her. She stared after the disappearing bus in disgust. 

Suddenly he grabbed her arm and pulled her determinedly towards the alley. 
She was undecided how to react. She was sure she could easily disable the 
guy and run, but wasn't sure if she wanted to. 

She was still hot, in both sense of the word. Her orgasm on the bus had left 
her unsated and her mind was still swirling with intense desires and lust. 
She had always needed something big and hard to really satisfy her cravings. 
That was why she had those dildos at home. Fingers just didn't do it. She 
kind of wanted to see this guy's big cock in the open. 

He pulled her down the alley to the back. It wasn't as private as she had 
hoped. There were what looked like apartment windows stretching up above the 
alley in the back. The man didn't appear to care though. He pushed her 
against the wall. 

"Spread your legs you little hoooooor!" he hissed. He yanked her arms above 
her and slapped them against the wall, knocking her ankles apart with his 
foot so she was in the classic police show pose of a suspect being frisked. 
She moaned deep in her throat as the utter depravity of what she was doing 
blazed across her mind. 

She bent forward and stuck her as sup and out behind her. The man yanked the 
hem of her shirt up and tucked it into her belt. She heard the sound of his 
zipper going down, and his pants opening. 

Without warning, he placed the fat head of his cock against her up-thrust 
pussy slit and slammed his cock deep into her crotch with one mighty thrust. 
She gasped in pain as her tight little tunnel was crammed full of cock meat 
in an instant. 

The man grabbed her hips in his hands and drove his hips against her again. 
His cock slid another few inches inside her. She felt his cockhead mashed 
against her cervix and bit her tongue to keep from crying out in pain. She 
wondered why he wasn't hurt by the tremendous pressure. 

She turned her head around and gasped in surprise She could see that there 
were several more inches of cockmeat waiting their turn to slid up into her 
crotch hole ... He twisted his hips around, jerking his cock around in her 
tunnel, working her cunt muscles loose. He pulled back halfway and then 
lunged savagely forward. 

This time she did cry out from the sharp pain. "Shut yer fuckin' mouth you 
dumb cunt!" he hissed. "Ya' wanna git us arrested!?" He slid his prick out 
again and then began thrusting into her with short sharp jabs. They became 
longer and deeper as her cunt tube adjusted to the size of the fat slab of 
meat being forced into it. 

She leaned even further forward, throwing her ass out and opening her legs 
so far she would have fallen if not for her hands on the wall. His cockhead 
thudded into her cervix again and again, bringing a delicious agony to her 
belly. Her mind was in a daze as an orgasm of tremendous power swept through 
her body. 

She could feel and even hear his belly slapping against her outspread ass 
cheeks as he jammed his cock all the way into her. She thought his cockhead 
must be going practically up to her lungs with each deep thrust. 

Her body shuddered and trembled as bursting multi colored lights exploded in 
her head. She groaned in mixed pain and gratification as he skewered her 
ruthlessly. 

His hands left her hips and undid the buttons down the front of her shirt, 
then all but tore her bra open. Robin whined in distress as his big hands 
locked around her tit mounds and squeezed brutally. 

Her body spasmed over its entire length as another orgasm blasted through 
her ravaged nerve endings. Still he continued with his furious animalistic 
rutting. Her swollen tits oozed out from between his clutching fingers as he 
pounded his prick in and out of her sopping fuck hole. 

She whimpered in pain and exhaustion, barely able to hold herself up. The 
sound of yelling hardly penetrated her numb brain. 

"If you disgusting animals don't leave right now, I'm calling the police!!" 
a woman screamed from above. 

"Piss off!" the man cursed at her. 

Robin's head lifted slightly to see a fat, middle aged woman staring down at 
them in anger from a third floor balcony. 

Again the thought of someone watching her get royally fucked sent shivers of 
eroticism and desire coursing through her veins. She groaned loudly as the 
man hammered his groin forward, almost lifting her feet off the ground with 
each ferocious thrust. 

His hands were mashing and squishing her aching tits unmercifully. He 
grasped her nipples between his fingers and twisted and pinched them. 

Pain shot out of her nipples as he pulled them way out so her tits were 
distended. She sobbed in pain, thrusting her ass back to meet his next 
fierce thrust. His hands left her tits, and slid around her belly, just 
above her hips. He pulled his cock completely out of her twitching cunt 
mouth. 

For a second she thought he must have cum without her noticing. Then she 
felt the bloated slimy head slip against her wrinkled little anal opening. 

She wailed inwardly as his cock slid into her rectum. She had been fucked in 
the ass enough to know how to loosen her sphincter muscles so it didn't hurt 
too much, but she had never been screwed there with such a big cock. 

He lunged forward, intent on impaling the sluttish little blonde on his 
cock. More and more of his greasy cum coated rod disappeared into her tight 
little asshole. 

He observed with fascination, her straining ass opening as his cock slid in 
and in and in. The tight skin was pushed inward as he thrust into her, and 
was pulled out as he suddenly withdrew. It was a perfectly round little 
hole, conforming perfectly to his fat round cock. 

He began to fuck her faster and faster, his fingers almost touching as his 
hands encircled her tiny waist. He slid his hand over the smooth soft skin 
of her abdomen, wondering if he could feel his own cock moving in the small 
framed girl. 

"Little fuck wad!" he cursed. 

Robin was sobbing and whimpering quietly, the image of her being sodomized 
right her in a dirty alley, perhaps with many people watching blasted her 
into yet another orgasm. Her body was becoming so weakened by then she 
wondered if she could retain consciousness. 

Her legs wobbled and slipped, then collapsed entirely. The man held her up 
by the waist for a few seconds, then allowed her to slide to the stone 
pavement, following her downward. 

She collapsed onto her knees and elbows as the man knelt behind her, still 
skewering her tight round anus. She thought she heard other voices from 
above as the man finally gasped loudly in ecstasy, 

One of his arms yanked her belly up and back toward him as he drove his cock 
balls deep into her asshole. His other hand slid under her chest above her 
tits and yanked back savagely, pulling her up and back so his mouth could 
reach her throat. 

His teeth bit down hard on her neck as he sucked fiercely on the soft skin. 
His cock was fully embedded in her rectum, and she thought she could feel it 
throb with its cum. Each throb was accompanied by a spurting wad of jism 
that shot up into her bowels, scalding her insides and coating her anus with 
it's hot saltiness. 

Robin let out a long loud groan of relief and euphoria as her body trembled 
and shuddered through a final orgasmic release. 

She felt the cock soften within her and then slowly pull free. She curled up 
against the wall in a fetal position, the dirty cold cement bringing relief 
to her raw, stinging crotch. She lay there gasping for breath, not even 
noticing for several minutes that the man had left. 

Her body continued to tremble with recurring shots of pain and pleasure. Her 
guts felt like they had been ruptured, and cramps racked her from the brutal 
sodomizing. 

"You dirty little slut!" She looked around in a daze. 

"I hope you get pregnant you little tramp!" She looked up through bleary 
eyes to see the fat woman glaring viciously down at her from the balcony. 
"Go on! Get the hell out of here you, before I call the police!" she yelled. 

She saw another door open and an old man in his housecoat peered out. Robin 
became aware of her appearance then. Her shirt was still tucked into the 
belt around her waist, leaving her naked below the belt. Her shirt buttons 
where undone to the belt so it gaped open revealing her chest completely. 

She lurched to her feet and wobbled down the alley. The woman rained abuse 
on her as she staggered away, doing up the buttons on her shirt and jerking 
the hem out of her belt just before she got to the street. 

She wandered around getting her bearings and letting the last of the 
confusion leave her. She couldn't believe what she had done, running the 
whole thing through her brain in disbelief. 

She realized suddenly that she had left her bag behind. She went back to the 
alley and snuck down to the end, gratefully seeing her bag in a corner 
unopened. She grabbed it and ran back to the street before the woman 
reappeared. 

She found another public bathroom and stared at herself in wonder. Her hair 
was a bedraggled mess. Her face and eyes were red and puffy. The bottom of 
her shirt was torn and dirty black. 

She spent twenty minutes brushing her hair back into place and ran cold 
water over her face until the heat went away. She figured she had a mild 
case of heatstroke from all the exertion. 

She soaked a number of paper towels and went into a stall, pulling the shirt 
off and hanging it on the hook. She gave herself a quick wipe with the 
towels, taking some of the sweat and smell off her body. As she sat there on 
the toilet, she felt cum oozing out of her asshole and cunt. 

She wiped her bald little crotch, thankful that she had no pussy hair there 
anymore. Finally she wiped most of the dust and dirt off the shirt, except 
for the bottom which was unsalvageable. 

She donned the shirt again, then pulled her pants out of the bag and slipped 
into them. With the bottom of the shirt tucked inside the dirt and rips 
weren't visible. She stepped out of the stall and looked at herself in the 
mirror again. 

She sighed in relief. She looked almost normal, again. If she had met her 
parents like she was, they would have called the police and an ambulance she 
was sure. That is if she made it to Piccadilly circle at all. The first cop 
that saw her would have stopped her to see if she had been in an accident or 
something. 

She wandered outside and caught another bus for Piccadilly. This time she 
sat up front and the ride passed peacefully. She got off at Piccadilly and 
strolled tiredly through the crowds of people toward the restaurant. With 
all she had gone through, she was still actually a little early. 

She turned a lot of heads as she walked along, but ignored them all 
completely. She was just glad they weren't looking at her like she was some 
kind of crash victim, or like a depraved whore, like that woman on the 
balcony. 

As luck would have it, everyone was already inside. Sean was going on loudly 
about some kind of gun, taking the others attention off her as she slid into 
a chair. 

 CHAPTER Nine 

The next day she woke early. Nobody else was up so she decided to continue 
her explorations of the secret passages behind the walls. She had a huge 
flashlight, and a stick to push aside any cobwebs she found. 

Since it was so cool and damp behind the walls, she wore black leather pants 
and a matching jacket over her t-shirt. She also wore knee length leather 
boots and a cowboy hat. All of it was as much in aid of keeping bugs from 
falling on her as keeping her warm. 

She wandered through the thin passages, prying and pushing on anything that 
looked odd or out of place, trying to find other exits or peep holes. She 
passed Sean's room and peeked in on him. He was sound asleep. 

She continued on down the narrow passage until she found what was clearly a 
small door of some kind. She shone the flashlight up and down along its 
length and found a small square section about two feet high and two feet 
wide. 

There was a little latch on one corner, and hinges on the other. She wasn't 
sure what this could be since it was several feet off the ground, but turned 
off her flashlight and twisted the little latch aside, swinging the section 
of panel open. 

To her surprise she was standing in a large window looking into Penny's 
room! What kind of a peep hole was this? Then it hit her. From the angle she 
was looking at, she was right behind the big mirror mounted just beside the 
bureau near Penny's bed. She could see her sister lying on her bed only a 
couple of feet away. 

She could also see Dennis Parker, that slime ball! Penny was nude, and the 
covers pulled back. Parker knelt between her legs, his hand sliding up and 
down Penny's lightly tufted pubic mound while he jerked off with the other. 

She glared at him furiously. She really was going to have to do something 
about this fucker! But what? She could go and wake her father of course and 
get him here, that would certainly get rid of Parker. But the bastard was 
certain to produce those damned pictures. 

Until she got her hands on those pictures she was helpless to do anything 
about him. She glowered through the one way glass as Parker's hand slid 
upward along Penny's belly to her small breasts and caressed the skin 
gently. 

Then she saw Parker's cock shoot out several wads of jism. They landed on 
Penny's belly and groin, much to his apparent delight. His hand smeared the 
gobs around her sister's crotch while he grinned down happily. 

He had a small bag with him, resting on the edge of the bed. He got off the 
bed, his sated prick hanging limply between his legs, and pulled something 
out of the bag. Robin's eyes narrowed as she realized it was a camera. 

Dennis took several shots of Penny, lying sprawled nakedly. He pulled out a 
big black dildo, shaped like a cock, and placed the tip of it against 
Penny's crotch hole. Very gently, he picked up her right hand by the wrist, 
and ever so slowly pulled it over to rest on the end of the dildo. 

He took several more pictures, from a bunch of different angles. A nasty 
smile lit up his face, and he put the camera and dildo back into his bag, 
and pulled his pants back on. 

Robin suddenly realized he'd be coming back here and retreated down the 
length of the passageway. 

She was just in time as the passage behind her was lit up by the opening of 
the doorway into Penny's room. The light went out as the doorway closed and 
then she saw a flashlight go on. It didn't produce much light as it was 
directed down the other end of the passage, and she watched as Parker went 
down that way. 

She slunk along behind him, an idea popping into her head. If he returned to 
his room, she would at least learn where that was, maybe he kept the 
pictures there. 

They walked straight for a couple of minutes, and then Parker's light dimmed 
and disappeared. She rushed forward as quickly and quietly as possible, 
turning her own light on and keeping her fingers over it to muffle the 
light. 

She wind-milled to a stop before a small very steep stairwell. It went both 
up and down, twisting in a very sharp circle. She could see dim light coming 
from below and hurried downwards. 

The stairs went down two flights, and then Parker's light wobbled off down 
another passage. Jesus, she thought, this place was filled with passages! 

She followed along behind until Parker stopped. His light went out, and a 
second later light spilled into the passage as he went through a doorway. 
The light went away and Robin hurried after him, stopping before a narrow 
doorway with a latch on the side. 

There was a little round hole in the side of the wall, with a little round 
plug in it. Robin doused her light and twisted the plug loose, letting a 
tiny burst of light enter the passage. 

She could see Parker fumbling around with his camera in a corner of the 
room. As far as she could tell there were no windows in the room, in fact 
every wall was aged stone blocks, unadorned or decorated. There weren't even 
any electric lights here! The light in the room came from a pair of oil 
lamps. 

She watched him for several minutes until he blew out the lamps, slid open a 
door of some kind and left the room. She waited, just in case, but after 
fifteen minutes or so, she lost patience and fumbled at the doorway, finally 
opening it and moving into the pitch black room. 

She shone her light around. There were several small chairs, and a bunch of 
counter-like tables against the walls. There was also a big tub with water 
in it and a couple of boxes. 

She picked up a matchbox from one of the counters and lit up the two oil 
lamps. Now she could the room better, and it wasn't any nicer looking than 
she'd first thought. It must be somewhere in the sub basement in fact, from 
the looks of it. 

Then she turned around and almost dropped the lamp she was holding. The back 
wall of the little stone room was covered with pictures. They were of 
varying sizes. Some were only snapshots, others were nine by twelve 
glossies, and several were poster sized. 

Her eyes were drawn to one huge color picture in the center of the wall. It 
was her! The poster was a full sized picture of her sitting straddling a 
chair facing the camera. Her eyes seemed glassy, and she was raised a couple 
of inches off the chair seat. Between her splayed legs was her gaping cunt 
hole, several inches of dildo protruding. 

Robin stared at the thing in shock. She could actually see the sweat 
standing out on her forehead. Her head was thrown back slightly, her lips 
parted. Her full breasts were pushed outward, the nipples firmly erect. 

It was a full minute before she could tear her eyes off her poster, to the 
other pictures on the wall. There was another poster of her. Taken during 
one of her exercises, she was again facing the camera, standing up, arms 
behind her neck to push her breasts outward. 

A third poster was of a girl she recognized as one of the maids. She too was 
naked, embracing a young man, her hand gripping his erection. She had nice 
breasts, Robin thought idly. 

There were two more posters, one was of a pair of servants, one a maid, the 
other a cooks helper. Both were naked and engaging in a heated sixty-nine. 

The final poster sized picture was of her mother and father. She could see 
her mom on her hands and knees on the bed. Her father knelt behind her, his 
cock half buried in her cunt. It was remarkably similar to the scene she had 
witnessed a few days ago. 

There were also dozens of other smaller pictures. All the live in maids who 
were young and attractive were shown. There were some women, she didn't 
recognize, engaged in sex with several male live-in servants, and there were 
more pictures of Robin, Penny, and Kate. 

She found more pictures, and more importantly, a whole pile of negatives in 
boxes on the tables. If this was all of them, her problems were solved. 


THE END
