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Jimmy Gets a Girl

By: ScottWood



Normally when Jim's alarm clock went off on a school day, he would moan and groan and turn in the covers, as though trying to fight off an assailant. But on this day, he was instantly awake. He practically vaulted out of bed, slapping off the alarm and throwing on an old t-shirt. He leapt down the stairs, two at a time, careening into the kitchen grinning from ear to ear.

His father looked up from his newspaper over the top of his glasses, a wry smile on his face.

"You seem happy today," He said teasingly. "What's the occasion?"

"Da-ad," Jim laughed. "You know."

"I'm afraid I don't," His father turned to the woman next to him. "Do you, Tiffany?"

As usual, Jim couldn't help but look all over Tiffany. She was short and thin, with a muscular and attractive body, and giant breasts that were each about the size of her head, yet were so firm they practically floated. Her face was sultry and cute, with pouting lips, dark eyes, framed by a sexy head of strawberry blonde hair. In Jim's entire life, Tiffany had never changed one bit. She was wearing her red bikini today, which showed off her tanned skin almost everywhere.

"No," She said innocently. "What could it be?"

"Hmm, its not Easter," Dad joked. "Or Christmas. What day is it?"

"C'mon, Dad. Ha ha," Jim shot back. "You guys are hilarious."

He made himself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. He noticed as he was digging in that Tiffany had her hand resting on his Dad's crotch, as usual. Dad looked up from his paper as he turned the page.

"So, the big day!" He exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Jim enthused.

"Eighteen today."

"Yeah!"

"Hmm," Dad looked over Tiffany, musing. "I can remember my eighteenth birthday. I don't know how I survived before it."

"You're so good, Arthur," Tiffany crooned. "You're too good to me."

Jim couldn't help but notice her hand squeeze Dad's crotch briefly. Even after all these years he could barely keep him eyes of Tiffany's tits. The red bikini was his favourite.

"You just wait, son. It will change your life for the better. I knw I've told you all this already, boring old Dad. But I'll say it again, choose well the first time and it can make you from the start."

"Sure." Jim grinned.

"When I first when into the 'Torium," Dad went on, on one of his favourite themes. "I didn't know what I wanted. White, black, Asian, what. I tried a few girls, looked around a lot. Then I saw Tiffany and I just knew it. I always was a sucker for a slutty blonde and this proves it."

Tiffany beamed at him, with perfect white teeth. Again the crotch squeeze.

"Damn, sorry son," Dad said. "But talking like this has got me going."

Dad moved Tiffany's hand and unbuttoned his shorts. His cock emerged erect, all six inches of it. Tiffany's smile broadened as he brought it out.

"Wow, Arthur, ready again?"

Dad didn't answer her, only got a handful of that perfect hair and pulled her down into his lap. Jim watched avidly as Tiffany's smiling mouth was impaled by his Dad's erection, those thick glossy lips sliding down over it until it reached the base. His Dad had a pretty hairy crotch and Tiffany's face was obscured by pubes.

"Oh, that's great," Dad groaned, closing his eyes for a moment. Then he looked at Jim again. "Now, where was I? Oh yes, making the choice. You see, I chose well, and I've never had to choose again."

"I know, Dad." Jim said. He was munching cereal as he watched his Dad roughly pushing and pulling Tiffany's head in his lap. She was making the slurping noises that Jim knew his Dad liked her to make.

"Lots of guys," Dad went on in his usual groove. "Get a whole bunch of girls. I know Seth I work with has ten. Can you imagine it? Ten!"

"Yeah, you told me." Jim answered. He was feeling pretty hot himself, now. He had so many wet dreams about Tiffany it was crazy, but she was totally off limits. She was Dad's and no-one else's.

"But I've only ever needed my Tiffany. Just a sec, honey," Dad pulled Tiffany off his lap. She was smiling broadly, her cheeks and chin shiny with spit. Dad stood up and grabbed her head with both hands, guiding his cock into her mouth. "Yeah, that's better."

Dad started roughly fucking Tiffany's face. Jim had seen it all before but was still mesmerized. He had to remember to finish his cereal.

"So Dad?" Jim asked.

"Yes son?" Dad was breathing pretty hard, working his hips. Jim moved his gaze between Tiffany's mouth and her bouncing giant tits.

"When can we go?"

The back door opened before he could answer and Jim's Mum came in, dressed in her gardening gloves and hat. She was a slim, attractive blonde woman, obviously not as hot as Tiffany, though.

"Morning, morning," She waved airily. She glanced at Tiffany getting face fucked. "You shuldn't be so rough, Arthur, you'll hurt her."

"Its alright, dear," Dad pulled out of Tiffany's mouth with a wet plop. "Isn't it, Tiffany?"

She smiled up at Mum with strings of saliva hanging off her chin onto her breasts. "Sure, Tania, its great. I like it like this."

"Okay, okay." Mum said, taking off her gloves. Dad pushed his cock back into Tiffany's mouth straight away and resumed pumping her.

"You better hurry up, Jimmy," Mum advised. "You can't gape at your father all day."

"I want to know when we're going to the 'Torium, but."

"Of course," Mum placed her hand on his head. "Happy birthday, by the way. All grown up already. Soon you'll both be getting spit all over my clean floor."

"I'll get Tiff to clean it up before I go, Tan." Dad said through his gasping.

"So when can we go?" Jim persisted.

"Not 'till after school, mister," Mum said, then raised a hand at his face. "No buts. We don't have to go today at all, you know. It's a normal school day. Now go get ready and I'll drop you off."

Jim decided not to argue. He knew Rod at school had got the day off when he turned eighteen, but he didn't want to push his luck today of all days.

"Okay." He said and took off for the stairs.

"It's no good, Tiff, I'll need your ass." He heard Dad say as he left, followed by her cheery assent and Mum saying she'd get the lube for him.

It was only when Jim was in school that he realized what a torture it was going to be.

First period science was alright because he had Mrs Pinter, also he was the oldest guy in the class. He still had to be pestered by Gav, his only mate in the class, constantly asking him about what he was going to do at the 'Torium. Gav was the youngest guy in the year and wouldn't turn eighteen until next year, after school was finished.

The real problem, which Jim could see coming from a mile off, was Mr Harvitz's history class. Harvitz was a real pain, a big fat balding guy who liked to pick on students and generally be an asshole. It was only made worse by the fact that he brought his girl Skye into every class. Skye was a statuesque brunette with a beautiful, haughty face and a perfect hourglass figure. Harvitz always had her dressed up in figure-hugging dresses, except for one amazing day where she came in tall black stiletto heels, a black g-string and two black things, like suction cups, one over each nipple. Harvitz had spent that class firing questions at boys and penalizing them for being distracted. Skye always laughed with Harvitz's bullying, which only made it worse.

Everyone piled into class and found their usual seats. Harvitz and Skye hadn't turned up yet. Jim always sat up the back with his friends Tony, Liam and Hapreet. None of them were eighteen yet and whilst they didn't go on like Gav had, it was obvious they were crazy with awe and jealousy.

Also in the class was Rod. He was the only guy in the class who was eighteen already and he pretty much always brought his girl to school. She was an athletic, doe eyed brunette called Renee, who Rod seemed to like to dress up in shorts and midriff tops that showed off her nice abdominal muscles. Rod was much more popular than Jim, so he didn't speak to him, but someone had told Jim that Rod's girlfriend said that Rod liked to cum by getting himself to the limit and sticking his dick in Renee's navel. Apparently Rod would fuck his girlfriend – a pretty girl called Lara – then pull out and fuck Renee's navel until he blew. Lara apparently didn't like it too much.

Jim thought he'd like to give it a try himself.

He was pulled from contemplating Renee's ab-cunt by the entrance of Mr Harvitz. He slouched through the door as usual, the bottom crescent of his gut visible from under the edge of his greasy polo shirt. He was grinning, which didn't bode well. Then Skye came in behind him.

A collective gasp came from the boys.

She was wearing black boots that looked like latex, that reached right up to her thigh. A black g-string, also of latex, then a bra that was also of black latex and seemed too small, so that her big firm tits bulged out around the stretchy material. Her skin was perfectly fair and smooth all over. Her eyebrows arched as she looked over the class, a superior half smile on her dark red lips. She stood next to the desk as Harvitz sat down. Jim wondered if he might come in his pants.

"Okay, Mr Jim," Harvitz announced, making Jim start. "I hear it's a big day today."

"Yes, sir." Jim managed.

"Not going straight to the 'Torium today, then?" He sneered.

"After school, sir."

"What a pity," Harvitz grinned. Skye laughed softly. "I think maybe you need some help today. Would you, Skye?"

Jim stared as Harvitz's girl stalked towards him, her boots loud on the carpet, flesh of her breasts wobbling around her latex top. His dick felt like it might explode out of his pants. He heard Liam swear under his breath.

Skye leant forward onto his desk, showing her amazing cleavage right in front of him. Her dark confident eyes looked into his face and she smiled at him haughtily. Looking over her shoulder, he could see the curve of her ass sticking up.

"Now any time you need a pen or something, Ms Skye will assist you, Jim." Harvitz said, giggling. Skye laughed quietly at him, her breath smelled like mint and honey.

The class was total torture. Not only was Skye's beautiful face and body totally distracting, but Harvitz was aiming almost all of his questions at Jim. Whenever he was posed a question, Skye would move slightly or breathe a bit heavily, throwing his mind off completely. Will a supreme effort of will he got control and managed to concentrate on Amenhotep III enough to spoil Harvitz's fun.

"Okay, Mr Jim," The teacher said about halfway through the period. "Let's have a bit of a pop quiz, since you seem such a master of this topic."

Harvitz roiled over to Jim's desk. Jim could only look on as Harvitz worked Skye's latex g-string down over her ass until it was level with the top of her boots. He saw now that Harvitz was moving his arm behind her. Skye's expression didn't change at all, still staring at him mockingly.

"Mmm, Ms Skye, you're so wet today," Harvitz mused quietly, then grinned at Jim. Jim realized the teacher was fingering her pussy. "Make sure you get a nice wet girl, Mr Jim."

"S-sure th-thing, sir." Jim managed. His face felt hot.

"So, Mr Jim, what do you think was Amenhotep III's greatest achievement?"

Jim swallowed thickly. Skye's tits were jiggling, so that he could tell when Harvitz's fingers were pushing as deep as they could go. She smiled at his difficulty.

"Um, well, I'd say it was, uh, keeping the Empire, like, going as well as when he, ah, started?"

"Oh, you could do better than that, Mr Jim. Mmm, two fingers, yeah. Anyway, do you agree then that Amenhotep III was basically a caretaker pharaoh, Mr Jim?"

The slurping of Skye's pussy was clearly audible now. Jim had no idea what to say and basically started saying a bunch of um's and ah's. Harvitz had done stuff with Skye in class before, but never right up in his face like this. It seemed like the teacher wasn't even listening to him, instead watching his fingers working her pussy. In the rows in front of Jim, the other students were all staring at Skye's pussy with rapture.

Jim had been staring at Skye's tits while he babbled and was surprised when he looked up to see Harvitz had his dick out. Jim had seen it before, a big thick dick that looked gnarled and gross, like a big lump of gristle. As he finger-fucked his girl Harvitz was slapping her ass cheek with his growing erection. Jim clearly saw what he took to be dandruff falling from Harvitz's scraggy pubes.

"That's really not a good answer, Mr Jim," He admonished cheerily. "How about this: how do you think Amenhotep III's reign compared to that of Ramses II?"

As Jim continued babbling, the fat teacher moved behind his stunning girl. He couldn't see Harvitz's hands but could tell that he was guiding his cock into her pussy. The hands reappeared and grasped her firm buttocks as he started to pump her, doggy style, on Jim desk, which creaked loudly. Her face was only about twenty centimeters from Jim's and her mocking smile didn't change one bit.

Harvitz was obviously enjoying himself and laughed freely. His greasy gut could be seen sliding on her ass cheeks as pushed in and out. He looked around at the class who were all gaping at him.

"Can't believe I haven't done this before." Jim heard him whisper to himself.

Jim himself didn't want to move. He felt he might come if he did. All he could think of was that soon he would be able to do this himself, anytime he wanted, with his first girl who he was sure would be even hotter and even wetter than Skye. All he could think of was a girl so hot he couldn't even imagine her properly, with a pussy gripping his dick like a fist.

"Sir?" He said dreamily.

"Yes – uh, Jesus – Mr Jim?"

"Is um, Skye..."

"You can ask me about her, Jim." Harvitz said greedily. Ordinarily it was not good form to ask about a teacher's girl.

"Is she, uh, tight?"

Skye laughed softly. Harvitz started jamming her even harder, rattling Jim's pens.

"Like a glove, Mr Jim, like a glove." He was really riding her, slamming his fat body against her ass. Her expression didn't change at all. She wasn't even breathing hard.

"Holy shit!" Liam said suddenly and sprang out of his chair, running from the classroom holding his crotch. Some of the class tittered as Mr Harvitz laughed.

"Poor boy, can't take the heat," The teacher said to himself, then called out "Mr Rodney, glad to see you've joined the fun."

The class all looked around. Rod had his pants down and Renee's face jammed down into his lap as he watched Harvitz fucking Skye. He gave the teacher a cocky thumbs up. Jim could hear Renee's gagging on dick and watched as he moved his hand back to holding her down.

"Now, Mr Jim, you didn't answer my question."

"Uh, sir?"

"Amenhotep III. God. Ramses II. Compare them."

"Well, they, uh, hum."

"This is likely to be in the test, Mr Jim. I'm disappointed."

Harvitz pulled out of Skye with a thick sucking sound. He pulled the girl around, taking her face away from Jim. Jim saw Harvitz's dick, which was so wet with pussy juices that they were dripping off him onto the floor. His dick was very red, which made it look even worse. He almost flinched as Harvitz pushed his horrible member into Skye's pretty face, at first slapping her on the cheeks and lips. Shiny splatters of juice were left all over her, as his cock even slapped her forehead. Then he shoved his dick in her mouth.

"God, already." Harvitz breathed and started spasming. Jim saw Skye's long pretty throat working as she swallowed. He couldn't believe how she managed as Harvitz had his big dick almost completely in her face. Some come ran out around his shaft, mixed with bubbly saliva, and dripped onto her tits and latex bra. Harvitz was moaning loudly as he held her head around his cock.

"Damn," Finally Harvitz released her, but she still kept sucking him, bobbing her head up and down his gross cock. "Hot damn."

"Clean me up, Ms Skye." He ordered. She reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a crusty handerchief which she proceeded to wipe down his flagging dick with. Then she kissed the tip, taking just the head in her mouth and sucking so hard her cheeks were pulled in. She wiped him again and put his dick away in his pants.

"You see, Mr Jim, get a wet girl," Harvitz said. Jim found himself actually admiring the teacher for the first time. "But you need to work more on Amenhotep. Chapter Three for homework." He finished to the class, who were all still getting over the show.

Beyond Ms Skye's sperm splattered face, Jim saw Rod stiffen heard Renee spluttering on his load before the bell rang.

Crap, Jim thought, its only recess.

Jimmy Gets a Girl Ch. 02



Eugene Harvitz was still grinning as he strolled into the staff room with Skye walking along in front of him. He couldn't stop running over the class in his mind, how well his plan of teasing Jim had gone. It always gave him a thrill when he knew a boy was getting a new girl, it always reminded him of his own eighteenth birthday and how it had changed his life. But he'd never gone so far teasing a student before, probably because young Jim reminded him of himself.

He dropped into the lounge with a contented sigh and Skye gracefully arranged herself kneeling on the cushion next to him, as was their little custom. He looked her over with a refreshed appreciation. It wasn't often he made her dress like this at work, which made it even better when he did, with all the staff and students looking. She was absolutely captivating, the best choice of his whole life.

Harvitz wasn't sure of why he'd chosen to be a teacher. He had hated school. Fat and unpopular, he had struggled through being teased and bullied by everyone. He had been the youngest in his year by far and had to watch all his tormentors get their girls before him. Then, after graduation, the day he had waited for. His eighteenth birthday, better than he ever expected.

He had gone to the 'Torium to get his First Girl, full of expectation, almost creaming his jeans like young Liam just had. The attendant who had helped him had been fat, bespectacled, greasy, just like him. Like a kindred spirit. He had taken Harvitz to a section of the 'Torium, with a smile on his face, and brought out the most beautiful creature the teenage boy had ever seen. Haughty, mocking, skin like marble, features like a sculpture of a goddess. A sexual walk like a predatory cat. Harvitz had chosen her straight away, without even trying her out for anything.

Now he was a fat and greasy man and Skye was exactly the same. Every day he woke up and she was there, perfect, ready to do anything.

"Well, well, well, that was lovely, Miss Skye."

She raised an eyebrow at him. Her face was still shiny with his semen.

"The look on his face!" He chortled. "And asking if you were tight, Miss Skye!"

Her half-smile lifted higher.

"So, so tight. And always have been." His hand wandered by itself over to her and slid her g-string aside before his two middle fingers slipped into her tight pussy. It was still so wet that it ran down his hand. His cock stiffened up in his pants, much to his surprise.

The door opened and four people came in chatting. It was Charlene Hay, who taught geography, and Lionel Russ and his girls, Tiana and Liana. Lionel was a head teacher and had splashed out on a second girl to complement his government-subsidised First Girl. Lionel and his girls sat on a lounge opposite Harvitz, one on either side of him, whilst Charlene went to the sink to make a cup of tea.

"Hey, Eug," Lionel said. "Having fun?"

Lionel's girls weren't Harvitz's type, but the effect of two of them was still very alluring. They were both Asian girls, with small lean bodies and perky little tits. Today Lionel had them both dressed in sexy school uniforms of hot pink skirts, skintight shirts and pigtails, with hot pink lipstick.

Harvitz kept fingering Skye, enjoying the silky wetness of her.

"Sure," He answered. "How's it going?"

"Great, yeah," Lionel had his arms around his girls' shoulders so his hands rested on their tits. He looked very content. "Busy day though. Teaching five periods, then the curriculum meeting."

"Oh yeah, the meeting." Harvitz said. He'd forgotten about it with the morning's fun.

"I've got a good way to pass the time, hey?" Lionel smirked, giving the tits a squeeze on each side. The girls giggled cutely and squirmed.

"Yeah, two girls, wow," Harvitz said, fingering Skye a bit harder. "Lucky bugger."

Lionel laughed. Smug bastard, Harvitz thought, but without much rancour. It was hard to be jealous after the morning he'd enjoyed. His own dick was getting quite stiff again, uncomfortably so.

What the fuck, he thought. He opened up his shorts again and took out his dick, almost fully erect. He looked up at Skye, who was smiling at him knowingly.

"Jump on, baby." He said. Skye stood up and slid down her g-string to the floor. He could see Lionel watching her and grinning. Skye stood between his legs, turned around to face Lionel, her latex boots squeaking, then bent at the knees to bring her pussy down to Harvitz's cock. She was so wet he felt the drips hit the head of his penis before the warm wetness, like a mouth, covered him over and sank down the whole shaft. He grabbed her ass and helped her slide her pussy on his length.

He looked over at Lionel, who was watching and grinning.

"Damn, Eug," He said. "I'm an Asian man all the way, but Skye is hot stuff."

"Thanks," Harvitz said. "I like your two as well."

Charlene came over to the lounge, tea in hand. She snorted when she saw Skye fucking Harvitz.

"Jesus, Eugene," She said. "I'm sick of seeing your dick in this room."

"Lighten up, Char," Lionel said as she sat off to the side. "Maybe I'll get my dick out, too."

His girls giggled again. Lionel stood up and unbuckled his belt, dropping his trousers. Harvitz could see his skinny white ass and small cock hanging. He wasn't even erect, but his two girls cooed and giggled at him.

"Oh, Li," One of them moaned, he thought it was Tiana. "Let me suck it."

"No, let me, Li." The other crooned.

"Oh brother." Charlene said.

Harvitz was watching raptly from over the undulating back of Skye. It was great to watch someone else about to go at it, whilst feeling the familiar heaven of Skye's pussy squelching on him. As he watched, Lionel shoved his limp dick at Tiana, whose pink lips sucked him inside. Her brown eyes looked up at Lionel's face as he took hold of her pigtails and pumped her mouth. Harvitz could see that the face fucking was made difficult by how small and soft the cock was.

Charlene was watching them grumpily.

"What's with the rough oral sex with you guys?" She asked. "That's all I see you guys doing, sticking your knobs in their mouths like crazy."

"Excuse me, I'm not." Harvitz laughed, pointing at Skye's ass.

"I've seen you doing it, Eugene. Remember last week's assembly?"

"Oh yeah." He said. He'd been a monitor at the assembly, meaning he'd had to stand at the side of the hall. It was boring, he'd got Skye to kneel in front of him and banged her mouth for the whole hour. It was really something to think of this and look at Charlene's frown as Skye's pussy muscles rippled on him.

"Its fun, Char," Lionel interjected. "Check this out, Eug."

Lionel was holding Tiana by one pigtails as she sucked his dick. He took Liana by one pigtail with the other hand and hauled her onto his balls. Harvitz's couldn't see her mouth, but he could hear them both slurping.

"God, she's got both my balls in her mouth, Eug." Harvitz guessed it was easy because they were so small. He could see that Tiana was still working with a limp cock even now.

"Can't we have one morning tea without all this, though?" Charlene asked. "I mean, the other day there was stains all over the couch."

"Char, I love ya, but stop complaining," Lionel said. "Its better than being harassed by horny co-workers, isn't it?"

"I guess so." She admitted.

Harvitz reached up and undid Skye's latex bra. It was nearly the end of recess and he needed to blow sooner rather than later. She slid off the bra for him and arched her back so that he could cup her full breasts. She had long, pointy nipples and he trapped them between his fingers as he squeezed the soft tits. Skye was still tirelessly fucking his cock.

"Hey, Eug," Lionel called out over the slapping of Skye's ass and the slurping of his girls. "Do you have Carl Majors in your classes?"

"That nerdy kid? No." He answered, breathing hard.

"You should see how he goes with his girl. Fuck yeah, Tiana. Yeah you've seen that kid, skinny little white freak, but you seen the girl he got the other week?"

"No." Eugene said distractedly. His dick was feeling really tight. He figured a few more minutes would finish him off. Skye's pussy was drenching his crotch, the skin of her pussy so slick.

"Yeah, this skinny white kid. And his girl is this heaps tall black chick, with these giant tits like watermelons and this big ass. Big and firm though, muscular."

Harvitz laughed, just to be polite.

"And this kid man," Lionel went on, with the two black-haired heads jammed over his crotch. "He jams this girl's ass frickin' continuously. Like he's fucking her ass every time I see him, with this crazy look on his face. Totally fucking crazy."

Charlene snorted.

"That's funny." Harvitz croaked. He could feel the second load welling up in his dick.

"Holy shit." Lionel said. He shoved the girls roughly off his dick, which Harvitz saw was still only semi erect. He pulled Tiana roughly around so she was bent over the lounge with her ass facing him. Harvitz watched as Lionel pushed up her pink skirt over her olive ass and lurched forward, obviously shoving his little cock into her pussy. He jerked and let out a loud moan of pleasure as he came instantly.

"What a show." Charlene commented.

"I just have to come in a cunt, y'know?" Lionel said to the room. "Clean it, Liana."

The other little Asian was already taking the limp dick in her mouth and noisily sucking away.

"Well I guess you've gotta shoot your squirt now Eugene." Charlene said sarcastically. Harvitz grinned at her frowning face. It was strange how her disapproval was actually getting him off. He would have to make a note of it for future opportunities. He couldn't answer her though, his dick was about to explode in the sopping wet grip of Skye's cunt.

He tightened his grip on Skye's tits, feeling them swell out around his grasping fingers, when Charlene helped him.

"The poor girl, Eugene, you'll pop them soon."

He grinned open-mouthed at the female teacher as he came. It was so hard that saliva ran over his chin onto his shirt. Skye's pussy became even wetter and hotter as his come burst into her and audibly slopped as she kept fucking him. She knew he liked her to keep pounding away until his erection was too far gone and he managed to will it to stay up for a few more minutes, laughing with the ticklish sensitivity of the tip as it slid against her velvety inside.

The boner waning, Skye lifted herself off, her pussy running juices and sperm out over his legs and the floor. He guessed the couch was going to have a few more stains. Silently Skye smiled at him and knelt to suck his softening cock into her mouth. He liked a good hard sucking after a fuck and Skye obliged noisily.

Outside the lounge, the bell rang. Harvitz looked down at his beautiful girl, her soft lips around the base of his cock, and smiled. Life was great.



Jimmy Gets a Girl Ch. 03



Jim had made it through recess somehow. He had thought about going to the toilets to jerk off, something boys under eighteen did frequently as a result of seeing older boys or teachers doing their girls. Yet he wanted to save it, to wait until he was at the 'Torium. Even if it meant he would blow his load as soon as he tried a girl, he wanted to wait for it, to maximize the excitement. So at recess he had hidden himself, keeping away from anyone with a girl.

Third period was Maths. He was lucky in that Mr Peers was away. They had a substitute female teacher instead. This was a blessing, as Mr Peers' blonde girl was very cute and distracting, especially because Mr Peers often had her go around naked with a giant dildo stuck in her ass. Rod was in his Maths class as well but was evidently still satisfied from History, as Renee just sat quietly next to him.

As he was leaving Maths, Jim realized his next problem. Fourth period was English, which meant he would be in the same class as Carl Majors for an hour. Carl was something of a joke and a legend at the same time. He was always the geekiest kid possible, scrawny with pale blotchy skin, knock knees and big thick glasses. But he was one of the oldest boys in the school and a few weeks ago had taken a day off, only to return with one of the most physical women Jim had ever seen. He couldn't think how else to describe her.

Titania was huge, over six feet tall. She towered over Carl. Her body was big without being fat. Her long legs went up to muscular thighs and a big, rock hard ass. Then, amazingly, she tapered in to a tiny waist, almost incredulously narrow and muscular, with pronounced abs. Then she flared out again with muscular shoulders and some of largest tits Jim had ever seen, even more massive than Dad's girl Tiffany, so that they looked huge even on Titania's frame. Then the face of a sex goddess, big thick lips, cute nose, wide bright brown eyes and a cascade of dark chocolate hair that fell past her waist. Her skin was a dark rich brown, the same shade all over.

Jim and Liam made it to the English classroom before anyone else and Jim breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't seen Carl anywhere today, maybe he was away sick. The class filed in slowly and still there was no sign of Carl. Every guy in the class seemed to be waiting for him, or more precisely waiting for Titania. Finally Mr Alvarez turned up, trailing his girl Samira, a hot Latin girl. Alvarez was unusual in that his girl was always dressed and he never did anything with her in class. Today she was wearing skin tight jeans and a t-shirt that looked a few sizes too small.

Mr Alvarez had just finished marking attendance and getting them to take out their copies of Frankenstein, when there was a burst of laughter from the doorway. The towering figure of Titania was in the doorway, entirely naked except for a pair of red stiletto heels and a broad white smile. Jim stifled a groan as he felt his cock go rock hard instantly. Carl was right behind her, laughing. The whole class stared as they saw that Carl wasn't wearing any pants. From his sneakers to his school shirt, his skeletal pasty legs were exposed, as well as his long thin dick. Before looking away Jim noticed that it was bright red and erect.

"Carl, you're late," Alvarez snapped. "Where have you been?"

"Sorry, sir," Carl answered from the doorway. "We lost track of time."

"That's no excuse," The teacher shot back. "You'll be staying back after class."

This was when Jim realized his mistake. There were two empty chairs right next to him, which Carl was heading for. He was going to be forced to have a front row seat to Carl's craziness all period, in his condition. It would be amazing if he didn't blow his load like Liam.

Carl sat down next to him, his dick waving about, with Titania coiled ready on the other side.

"Hey Jim." Carl grinned smugly.

"Hey Carl," Jim said resignedly. "How's it going?"

"Quiet over there." Alvarez called over at them.

Carl kept grinning at him for a moment, then fished out his copy of Frankenstein from his bag. Jim knew it was only a matter of time. He stared fixedly ahead, trying to will his peripheral vision to turn off. It was hopeless. No matter how he tried to focus on the lesson, he was too keyed up for the madness to begin.

There was an odd grunting sound from beside him, accompanied by the sound of deep fast breathing. Jim couldn't help himself, he glanced to the side and saw the beginning of his problems. Carl was leaning back in his seat, looking at the board. Titania, meanwhile, was bent over in her chair and sucking Carl's cock with angry force. The grunting was coming from her as she forced his long dick into her throat. Her hands were squeezing her own breasts as she swallowed him. Jim quickly looked away, but the sounds kept going on.

He tried leaning on his hand so it blocked his ear, but it didn't help. Carl was making quiet moans to accompany his girl's grunts and gagging, plus their chairs were creaking in time with the blowjob, which made it even easier to imagine.

"Get up here, baby," He heard Carl say quietly. Chairs and tables creaked. "Yeah right there."

He had to look over again. The naked, brown form of the girl was bent over the desk, her huge breasts squeezed against the wood, gripping the edges with her fingers. Carl had taken out a bottle of lube and was pouring it over his red dick. He couldn't look away as the skinny nerd put down the lube and brought his glistening penis towards his girl's muscular buttocks. Carl saw him looking and grinned.

"Its going in her ass." He confided. Then he pushed forward, his eyes closing in pleasure. Jim heard a squelch from Titania's asshole as he entered.

"Yeah fuck my ass honey." Titania growled. Carl started shoving against her firm butt, the muscles of which did not even wobble slightly. Jim couldn't believe how muscled her body was, with only her tits jiggling where they squashed on the desk top.

Carl looked over at him again. He was still grinning.

"Yeah. I've been fucking her ass all day," He told Jim. "She's so tight."

It was believable. Her ass cheeks were so firm that they were concave, the muscles quivering. Jim could easily imagine that they must clamp on his geeky dick like a strong fist. His eyes were drawn all along the length of the ebony girl, from her rippling cheeks and thighs, over her narrow waist and to the muscles of her back and the chocolate swell of her tits. He saw that Titania was looking at him and smiling broadly, obviously as exhibitionist as Carl.

"Fuck my black asshole," She purred, smiling back at Carl. "Shove that white dick in me."

Carl ignored her and kept talking to Jim. "Her pussy gets so wet, I can feel the moisture on my balls."

"Really? Wow." Jim managed to choke out.

Alvarez had come up to them, looking annoyed. He was standing right in front of Titania, who smiled up at him. Carl slowed down but didn't stop.

"You're distracting my class, Carl," The teacher said. Jim saw that everyone was indeed looking. "Can't you take a break?"

"Sorry sir. Can I just squeeze out a load first?"

Alvarez sighed. "I guess so. Just try to make it quick."

"I will. Do that thing, Titty."

Titania stood up straighter, with Carl's dick still in her ass. She had to crouch a bit as she was so much taller than him. Her strong hands grasped her own buttocks and spread them, whilst Carl's hands went to her gigantic tits. They were much more than a handful, spilling out over his fingers.

Alvarez had not moved away, instead watching the action with raised eyebrows. The bulge in the front of his slacks was noticeable. With the black girl half-standing her face was quite close to the teacher's and she was still smiling at him with her brilliant white teeth. It was easy to imagine that Samira would be getting a workout after class.

Despite his promise, Carl didn't seem any closer to coming. He was jamming that black ass even faster than when he started. Him and his girl were very vocal, another part of his legend around the school.

"That black hole is so fucking tight. Tight as a fucking meat condom." He exclaimed.

"I'm squeezin' it hard for your cock, honey." She answered.

"So tight, it'll always be this tight, for fucking ever."

"Blow another white load in my ass!"

Carl grinned at Alvarez. "This'll be my third load today."

"This isn't my idea of quickly, Carl." The teacher said, but his voice was thicker.

The whole class was watching the show. Jim was especially turned on by the sight of Vicky Green, a girl he had a serious crush on, who was staring at Carl's pumping hips with a lot of colour in her face. Jim couldn't help imagining if he had a girl exactly like her, with his dick up her tight ass. Vicky had long brown hair and big tits that stretched out her school shirts, very noticeable now with how heavily she was breathing.

Carl was mauling the black breasts now, kneading them hard. He was laughing his high-pitched cackle as his cock slid in and out of her anus. Titania was laughing huskily with him.

"This is taking a while, Carl." Alvarez admonished.

"Sorry sir." He gasped.

"Sorry Mister Alvarez," Titania drawled, smiling, shaking with the impact of Carl's hips on her hard ass. "My boy's gotta paint my asshole. Whitewash!"

She laughed cheerfully. Jim was noticing the contrast between her rich brown skin and Carl's pasty white, how it made the whole picture even hotter.

"Can you do anything to speed things up?" Alvarez asked her, making her laugh again.

"I'm squeezing his joystick as hard as I can, Mister."

"Yeah, her ass is tight, sir," Carl said. "Tight black ass all the way up."

Jim felt faint. He was sitting right next to the whole thing, so close he could smell a musky odour that he realized was Titania's pussy juices. He could see fluids dripping on the carpet between her legs, a mixture of lube from her ass and her own juice. She was pulling her ass cheeks wide, slamming herself back against Carl's hips.

"I think I'm going to come now, sir," Carl gasped. His fucking somehow increased in speed. "Yeah, third time today!"

"Go Carl!" Someone called out from across the room. Carl released one giant tit to fist pump in the air. Jim couldn't take his eyes off the free tit that swung and jiggled with her ass pumping.

"Gimme that white come!" Titania growled. "Come in my ass!"

Carl pushed Titania down on the desk, grabbed her ass cheeks and jammed himself fully inside her. His whole body seemed to screw up and shake like he was having a fit. His eyes bugged out of his head and he emitted a thin squeal that went on for ages. Titania shouted encouragement as his body shook with orgasm. Jim couldn't believe how intense it looked.

Finally Carl sank into his seat, exhaling a giant breath. His cock emerged from her ass with a loud pop and a flood of come that poured out onto the carpet. Titania stayed bent over the desk, giggling and biting her lip. Her face was very close to the bulge in Alvarez's pants. The teacher seemed to realize this with a start, and marched away.

"Maybe now we can get back to work!" He announced, but Jim saw him cast a longing glance at his sultry girl.

Jim was looking at Vicky Green now. She was staring at the pool of thick sperm on the carpet, her face coloured, one of her hands absently squeezing one of her full tits. Jim would've loved to shove his straining dick in her half-open mouth. He was envisioning this vividly when she looked up and saw him staring. She blushed harder, looked away, then looked back. Jim smiled and she turned away quickly, facing the front of the room.

There was a gagging sound. Looking around, he saw that Titania was bent over Carl again, sucking the dick that was fresh from her anus. The nerd grinned at him, his eyes unfocussed behind his glasses.

"Just you wait, man. You'll see." He advised.

The bell rang just as Alvarez was getting started again. Carl watched as Vicky Green quickly got up and left before anyone else. She was so tall and slim, with an ass that pushed out her short skirt.

Jim left quickly as well. Instead of going to his next class, he took off for the office and went straight up to the desk.

"Hello there." The office lady said.

"I'm feeling really sick." Jim said. She looked him over.

"You do look a bit peaky, dear. Come back to the sick bay."

Jim smiled as he followed her. Now he was safe until the end of he day.

***

School was over. Finally.

Jim waited at the kerb, so excited he could barely breathe. He averted his eyes as Carl walked past, still without pants, Titania still naked beside him.

Mum's car finally pulled up beside him and he climbed in, almost sick with anticipation. It took him a moment to notice how upset Mum looked.

"I've got some bad news honey. You're father has hurt himself at work. He's alright," Mum waved him back. "But he's broken his ankle. I'm afraid we won't be able to go to the 'Torium tonight."

Jim stared out the windshield. He felt close to tears.

"I'm sorry, honey. You can have the day off tomorrow and I'll take you."

He just stared. His balls ached.



Jimmy Gets a Girl Ch. 04



"Tell you're son how you did this to yourself." Mum said angrily.

Jim's Dad was lying on the couch with his foot up. He looked very sheepish and couldn't meet Jim's eye. His foot was swathed in plaster. He was still wearing his office shirt, but only boxer shorts on the bottom. These were unbuttoned. Tiffany was naked and crouching next to the couch, her head in his lap, wet sounds of sucking coming to their ears.

"Do you need to do that now?" Mum asked.

"It's helping with the pain," Dad said. "My foot is quite sore."

"Its what you deserve," She shot back. "Jim is heartbroken."

Dad looked over at him.

"I'm so sorry, son. It was very stupid of me. I was so worked up today, thinking about my own trip to the 'Torium, I couldn't help it."

Jim just stared into space.

"I was on my break and Tiffany was blowing me, when I slipped over. She got spit all over the tiles, you see."

Jim glared at the back of Tiffany's bobbing head. So it was all her fault. He couldn't believe that sweet blonde mouth had done this to him.

"You're lucky it wasn't your neck." Mum said.

"Are you okay, son?" Dad asked. Jim just kept glaring at the blonde curls bouncing in Dad's lap. He could've been stuffing his own cock in a wet mouth right then, if not for this horrible turn of fate. Life was obviously out to get him, he was obviously doomed.

The doorbell rang.

"That'll be your grandparents." Mum said, heading for the door. Jim groaned inwardly. The last thing he needed now were Mum's parents around. His grandparents were in their seventies. Grandma was hard of hearing, a short dumpy woman with a frizz of white hair. Grandpa was thinner, with a dried-out look and lots of wrinkles, and completely bald. As they came in, Jim felt his spirits drop further as he saw Grandpa's girl, Cleopatra.

Cleopatra had dark olive skin and long dark brown hair to her waist. Her face was stunning, with high cheekbones and big, deep brown eyes. Her lips were blood red and pouting, thick and moist. Her body was lean and fit, like a gym instructor, with a firm round ass. Her tits, though, were as big as Tiffany's. Gramps had once said he had to buy her GG cup bras, which sounded plenty big to Jim.

Tonight Cleopatra was dressed in a skimpy cheerleader's outfit, with a tight red shirt and a short red pleated skirt. A wide band of her brown, hard stomach was visible between the two. She also had bright white socks and sneakers. Jim felt his cock grow even harder, amazingly.

"Hullo, Jimmy," Grandpa ruffled his hair. "Done yerself an injury, Mark?"

Dad smiled ruefully up at Gramps, one hand on Tiffany's head. "I feel like such a clutz, Henry. Slipped right over on my ass."

"Hello Jim," Grandma said to him. "How are you."

"'M'lright." He mumbled.

"Jim's just a bit upset," Mum said. "He was going to the 'Torium today."

Grandpa smiled at him. "Don't you worry Jimmy-me-boy. You'll be balls-deep in warm pussy by this time tomorrow."

"I guess so."

This statement didn't really help. Neither did Tiffany's bobbing head, or the sounds of her lips on Dad's cock, which was the cause of his nightmare anyway. It also didn't help that Gramps stayed grinning at him with his brown false teeth, as he hugged his hot girl against his old body and groped her ass with one gnarled hand. As the skirt rode up Jim could see she wasn't wearing anything underneath, the olive globes of her ass shining in the living room light. Mum and Grandma went to make everyone a cup of tea, leaving them alone.

"Say hello to Jimmy, Cleo." Gramps said. The hot brown eyes turned to him.

"Hi-i-i, Jimmy," She purred. She had a thick South-American accent. "Your Grandpa's really workin' my ass, ain't he?"

Cleopatra was always like this. It seemed to tickle Gramps when she described what he was doing.

"And how are you, Tiffany?" Gramps asked the back of the blonde head. Dad clutched her hair to keep her from pulling away and she let out a surprised, muffled squeak.

"Please, Henry," Dad said. "She's busy. As you can see, she's fine."

Jimmy rubbed his hands together awkwardly. His eyes ticked between Tiffany's head and Cleopatra's ass. It was all too much. He still felt like crying.

"Let your Grandfather sit down, Jim." Dad said suddenly. Suppressing a sigh, Jim climbed out of his armchair onto the floor and let Gramps sit down. Cleopatra sat on his lap, her skirt riding up so that Jimmy could clearly see the pink lips of her hairless pussy. The side of her giant tit was smooshed against Gramps' face.

"You know, Mark," Gramps said to Dad. "I was thinking of getting a second girl to keep Cleo company."

"Really? Can you afford it?"

"Reckon so. The investments are really paying off and there's plenty in the bank. You never thought of getting another one?"

"No," Dad said, as Jim knew he would. "Tiffany's all I need, thankyou."

He was rubbing the top of his girl's head and looking down at her affectionately. She was gagging audibly on his dick. From his new vantage point on the floor Jim was also right behind Tiffany's squatting body and he could see the firm spheres of her ass and the lips of her pussy between them, above which was the dark little hole of her anus. He knew that this morning when he left Dad had been right in that little hole, which looked so small and tight that Jim was surprised even a finger would fit in there.

"Do you know what you'd get?" Dad was saying.

"I have thought about it," Gramps said. "I saw this guy in the shops the other day and his girl was really something. White and blonde, like Tiffany, but with long hair in a ponytail. Like she was doing a fitness class. All muscles and these tits like melons, maybe twice the size of Cleo's."

"Sounds so hot." Cleopatra observed.

"The guy had her dressed up in pink shorts and a pink bikini top. I'd like to get something like that."

Grandma and Mum had come back in and sat down, distributing cups of tea.

"Are you talking about that girl in the shop again Henry?" Grandma said. "He's been on about her for weeks."

"She really got me going."

"I'll say," Grandma retorted. "Poor Cleo's been working overtime since you saw her."

"I love it," Cleo said, running a finger over Gramp's lips. "I like hard fucking, don't I?"

"You should just go get her," Grandma said. "Its not like we don't have the money. And you never spoil yourself, Henry. He's always spending money on what I want and nothing for himself."

"You're right," Grandpa said. "I'll go get one just like her this weekend."

Cleopatra hugged him briefly, burying his face in tits while she did. "Oh, Henry, that's such good news. We can suck your cock and balls at the same time."

"Now that sounds good." Grandpa smiled wistfully.

"Oh my goodness," Grandma exclaimed. "I totally forgot! Happy birthday, Jimmy!"

Jim stared sullenly as everyone apologized and wished him happy returns. Grandpa went out to the car and came back with a wrapped box that turned out to be a computer game Jim really wanted. It cheered him up a bit and he hugged his grandparents, getting very close to Cleopatra's cleavage as he did.

"Our present is on the table too, Jim." Dad said as he held Tiffany's head down on his dick for some deep throat. Jim got the box and opened it up. Inside was a complete kit of sex toys, lubricants, handcuffs and strange handles with suction cups. Dad explained how they were for the shower.

"You stick them to the wall," He said, turning one over in his hand. "Then your girl can hold on while you fuck her how you want. I think I'll have to get some myself."

"Wow, thanks!" Jim said, looking at a bottle of lube. Then his face fell.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jim," Dad said. "But tomorrow isn't far away."

"We'll go first thing." Mum said.

"You'll see Jimmy, balls deep. Warm pussy. You'll love it." Gramps tried. He definitely wasn't helping, especially as he was now fingering Cleopatra's pussy, which from the sound of it was very wet. She was grinding her hips on his hand and breathing hard. Jim just stared at the sex kit, wishing he had a girl to use it all on. He'd use up the whole fucking bottle of lube on her ass, he was sure.

"Honey," He heard Jim say. "Do you think I should..."

"Oh. I don't know," Mum said oddly. "Maybe. Just something... you know."

"It couldn't hurt, could it. Just something basic."

"I suppose so."

Jim looked up at them, wondering what was going on. Everyone was looking at him. Gramps' fingers had come out of his girl's pussy, covered in juice. Tiffany was the only one not looking as she was still gobbling Dad's dick.

"Stop that for now, Tiff," Dad eased her head off his crotch. He was only semi-erect, evidently worn out from the day's activities. "Stand up honey. No, that way."

Tiffany stood up facing Jim. Her body was so wonderful, his penis throbbed forcefully in his pants. Her tits, floating out with their firmness, were dappled and shiny with her own spit. She smiled down at Jim, her mouth surrounded with saliva.

"Jim," Dad said carefully. "I really feel bad about today. Obviously you can't have Tiffany, that would be wrong. But maybe she could do something for you, just because today is special."

"Ok." Jim said, equally carefully.

"Mark, are you sure?" Grandma said.

"I think it's a good idea," Gramps interjected. "The boy needs a boost. Nothing too much, of course, Mark."

Everyone went quiet, unable to meet each other's eyes. Only the two girls were still smiling. Jim found himself staring up into Tiffany's beautiful, slutty face.

"So," He choked out. "Um. What?"

"Do you ever masturbate, Jim?" Gramps asked.

"Yeah." Jim blushed.

"Do you ever think of Tiffany when you masturbate, son?" Dad asked. This was pretty gross, verging on an incestuous conversation. But he had, he had jerked off over Tiffany heaps. Sometimes if his parents were out he had used the family photo album to jerk off, picking the best pictures of Tiffany.

He nodded.

"Well Jim, would you like to masturbate over her now?" Dad asked.

"I guess so."

"We can't leave you alone, Jim. You'll have to do it right here, if you want to."

"Ok. Alright."

Jim stood up. Everyone was watching him. Tiffany was looking at his crotch, which was tented out over his boner. He glanced to the side and saw that Cleopatra was also looking at the same place with bright curiosity. Blushing, he unbuttoned his pants and slid them down along with his underpants. His cock twitched in the air, feeling good now that it was free.

"No need to be embarrassed, Jimmy," Gramps said. "You've seen your father and I enough times."

"I know."

"Once you get your girl, you'll be whipping it out every five minutes. Isn't that right, Cleo?"

"Yeah," She smiled. "You be right up in a wet pussy all day."

Jim couldn't believe this was happening. He was standing about two feet from Tiffany, his penis sticking straight out towards her. He felt as though it was pointing right at the perfect pink lips of her vagina. This was so perverted, aiming his cock at his Dad's girl, unable to stop imagining it probing between those pussy lips and dumping a hot load inside her.

"You can do it, son," Dad said. "Just jerk off like you do normally."

Jim laughed a bit. Normal, yeah right! He took hold of his dick, which felt incredibly hot in his palm. He couldn't remember being so stiff ever before. He started stroking, letting his eyes run all over Tiffany, from her pussy lips to her tits, to the wetness around her mouth. Her big beautiful eyes, full of heat. It was great to have her watch him back, having her look at his dick. He glanced at Cleopatra again and saw she was watching his penis with rapt attention as well.

"Talk dirty to him, Tiff." Dad ordered.

"Yeah? You like jerking off over my body, Jim?" Tiffany asked sweetly. She grasped her left tit with her left hand, whilst her right slid across her firm belly to her pussy. Two fingers hooked up inside herself. "You want me to play with myself, Jim? Jerk that cock, Jim. Get that come all ready."

She put a foot up on the coffee table to play with herself better. The two fingers made thick wet sounds. Jim saw moisture dripping onto the carpet.

"Wow, that's some show!" Gramps exclaimed. His fingers were back in Cleopatra's pussy and working hard.

"I've got an idea," Mum said. "Jim, sit on the floor."

Jim complied, almost sick with excitement. He sat down on the carpet, rough on his butt, legs spread wide.

"Now Mark, get her to spit on your son's penis."

"Wow," Dad said. "That's some idea. Spit on him, Tiff."

Jim could only stare with amazement as Tiffany stood over him, her breasts huge as they hung above him. She bent slightly, pouting out her plump pink lips. A thick drool of spit ran out of her mouth and stretched down towards him. Her aim was perfect, so that as he jerked his dick, the spit landed right on the head. It was remarkably hot, he could feel its warmth in the eye of his penis.

"Holy shit." He said. He couldn't believe he hadn't come yet. He felt really horny, but the orgasm just wasn't happening.

Another figure appeared next to Tiffany. Cleopatra was standing over him in her cheerleader's getup. He glanced over at Gramps to see the old man giving him a thumbs up and smiling. His grandfather's stunning girl, who looked quite dark next to Tiffany, leant forward and drooled on him as well. Another perfect hit, the spit still so warm from her mouth. Jim couldn't help imagining how hot and slick her mouth must be, how soft her tongue must be.

The girls took turns drooling long strings onto him. After about ten spits from each he was really wet, so he could feel the warm saliva running through his pubes and down his balls. The girls didn't stop there, each of them perfectly spitting even more.

Grandpa got up and came over to where Jim was sitting. He fished around in the sex kit and took out a big vibrator.

"I'll give you something to make it really special." Gramps said. He went around behind his girl and, as Tiffany continued spitting, Gramps helped Cleopatra out of her skirt. Jim gazed up at her exposed, damp pussy and the bulging firmness of her buttocks. Gramps made her spread her legs, then he reached around and roughly shoved the vibrator up inside her. Jim could hear the muffled buzzing of the toy, before Cleopatra started shouting and moaning.

There was a clatter as Gramps' pants fell around his ankles. He was slapping the side of his girl's firm ass with his wrinkled dick, very much like Mr Harvitz had done earlier in the day.

"Help me out here Doris. Get me the lube."

Grandma got the bottle of lube from the kit and poured some on Grandpa's dick as he continued working the toy. Cleopatra was going crazy, bucking and shrieking with pleasure, the toy almost disappearing up her snatch. Jim was jerking furiously, still getting sticky spit from Tiffany, watching the show.

He slowed down on the vibrator and Jim saw that Gramps was inserting his old cock into Cleopatra's firm ass. The girl was rubbing her own tits, pulling the shirt up over them. They were so big and brown, with dark nipples. Gramps got himself all the way in and started rhythmically fucking his girl. He was pushing the buzzing vibrator into her pussy as he pulled his dick out of her ass, then reversing and pulling out the toy as he shoved his dick back in.

"Don't blow yet, Jimmy," Gramps said. "Hold on for the big finish."

Jim looked over at the rest of the family. Mum and Grandma were watching, smiling as they took in the scene and drank their tea. Dad was jerking his semi-erect cock and grinning.

"I wish I could stand up, damn it." He said.

"Serves you right." Mum said without venom.

"I can feel the toy through your ass," Gramps grunted in his girl's ear. "I can feel it in your wet pussy, dear."

"Yeah, fuck my holes!" She shouted.

"Tell me when you're gonna go, dear." He said.

"Now, now, right now!" She kept screaming.

"Aim for his cock!" Gramps ordered. He gave the toy a hard wiggle then pulled it free. Cleopatra squatted, with a pop as the dick came out of her ass, then she shrieked and thrust her hips towards Jim. A huge squirt like a jet of water hosed from her pussy and splashed all over Jim's cock and hand. He couldn't believe it. She kept squirting, like a giant water pistol, each squirt dousing his cock in fragrant hot fluid.

It was the last straw. He jerked down on his shaft and felt the hot sperm rush up and out of him. A long white rope sailed into the air, between the arms of the two gorgeous girls, to land with fateful accuracy on Mum's face. They could all only stare as his sperm splashed onto his mother's nose and lips.

"Oh my goodness." She exclaimed, immediately leaping up for the kitchen. Jim couldn't speak enough to say he was sorry, he was still spasming and squirting on the floor. He looked up at the girls. Tiffany was smiling, while Cleopatra was gasping and shaking, her pussy still emitting hot dribbles down her leg.

"Stay there, dear," Grandpa said, stuffing his erection back in Cleopatra's ass. "God, I can feel your pussy shaking in your ass."

He gave her anus a few more solid pumps as Jim watched with a goofy smile on his face, his dick slowly sinking to the floor. Dad called Tiffany back over to the couch and put her to work sucking him again. Grandpa stiffened and gave one hoarse shout, then pulled out and sank into the armchair gratefully. His girl dutifully got down in front of him and started sucking his cock, even as the semen could be seen dripping from her twitching asshole.

"So, how was that, son?" Dad asked as his girl gagged on him.

"Great." Jim gasped. He looked down at the mess he was sitting in and laughed. It looked like litres of pussy juices had been tipped over him.

"After tomorrow, Jim, you'll be doing stuff like this every day."

Mum came back in, wiping her face with a towel. 

"Look at this mess," She said. "You girls better clean this up."

"She will," Gramps said. "Just as soon as she cleans my cock."

"Well, make it quick," Mum said. "Dinner's ready."



Jimmy Gets a Girl Ch. 05



For the second day in a row, Jim was awake for his alarm. This time, however, he had been awake for a while, staring at the ceiling. His hand darted out and slapped off the buzzing of the clock. He lay there, grinning.

Today he was getting his girl.

After the family dinner had broken up last night and Dad had been made comfortable on the sofa with pillows and a blanket and Tiffany, Jim had got in the shower. He jerked off in there twice, making sure to come in the drain. He couldn't stop thinking of Cleopatra's orgasm, of her hot girl come washing over his cock. He held his dick under the hot water, imagining it was her gushing on him. His dick was hard now just thinking of it.

He got up and took a piss, before heading downstairs. Dad was propped up on the couch watching the morning news, with Tiffany lying against him, naked. Jim looked at her pouting lips and remembered the warmth of her spit dribbling onto him.

"Morning son. Today's the big day, huh?"

"Sure is." Jim made himself cereal and sat down to ate it. Mum came in from the garden and sat down across from him.

"Morning Jimmy."

"Morning."

"Don't dawdle this morning. I've made us a nice early appointment for your girl."

Jim inhaled the rest of his cereal and took off to get ready. In no time he was loitering impatiently in the kitchen, his dick hard and uncomfortable in his jeans. Tiffany came in to get a glass of water for Dad and gave him a naughty smile.

"Hi, Jimmy." She giggled.

"Hey Tiffany."

"Want me to spit on your dick again?"

Jim goggled. "Stop teasing the boy and get my water." Dad called from the couch.

She sashayed away, her naked ass rippling.

Mum came in and took her keys off the hook.

"Got everything, Jimmy?"

It was a fair drive to the 'Torium. Jim and his Mum chatted about school. He told her about Carl and how he was always in Titania's ass, which made Mum laugh.

"I'm sorry Mum." He said eventually.

"About what, honey?"

"Last night. When I hit you with my, my come."

She laughed. "Oh, that's okay, Jim. Its not like it's the first time I've had come on my face."

"Really?"

"Sure," She smiled. "Tiffany and I used to play this game with your father, called French Roulette. We'd each take his dick in our throat five times while he tried his hardest to hold it in. Five times Tiffany, five times me, fives times Tiffany, you get it. Whoever got the come was the winner."

"Wow, sounds pretty good."

"It was. It was a lot of fun. But your father's a bit rough for me. Tiffany has a much better throat for that sort of thing."

They drove on in amiable silence. Jim played one of his favourite games, spotting guys with their girls in the street. He saw a tall black guy being followed by a tiny white blonde girl in pink lingerie. A bent old man with a walking stick was accompanied by a tall athletic brunette in a black body stocking. When they stopped at one red light, Jim looked across at the next car. An ugly little man was driving. Beyond him Jim saw what he realized was a perfect white ass up in the air. A sexy Asian face appeared suddenly in front of the man, said something, then descended again.

"Here we are, honey." Mum pointed. Ahead was the giant red signage of the Girlatorium. On the walls were screens that constantly changed, cycling through pictures of every girl ever coming out of this particular 'Torium. Jim knew if he watched every screen for long enough, eventually he would see Tiffany up there, probably Mr Harvitz's girl too, and Titania.

They drove around to the entrance to the car park and down inside. After parking the car, Mum took him through to the escalator and up to the lobby. Giant posters of hot girls were everywhere, dressed in all different ways, some of them naked or bending over to show glistening slits and asses.

The lobby was even more grandiose. Jim had only seen pictures on the internet. Huge banners of beautiful girls were on all the walls. At the far end was a large desk, with security gates on either side. Behind the desk were several attractive women in tight uniforms. Jim knew these were the girls of the 'Torium, girls who worked for their creators.

A lovely brunette with a big smile came over to them at the desk.

"Good morning, my name is Clara. Do you have an appointment?"

"Hi Clara," Mum said. "Yes, our appointment is under the name of Clarke, Jim Clarke. First Girl."

"Oh lovely," She gushed. "A First Girl is so exciting. And this is Jim?"

"Hi." Jim managed.

"Hello Jim. How about I get you to wait right here with me while your Mum gets your paperwork sorted?"

"Ok."

Mum started talking with another girl at the desk, while Clara led Jim over to a kidney-shaped couch off to the side.

"Take a seat, your Mum'll be a few minutes," Clara sat down next to him. Her uniform was very tightly cinched in on her tiny waist. "So, is it your birthday today?"

"No, it was yesterday," He said. "But my Dad hurt himself and we couldn't come."

"Oh that's so sad. Is he alright?"

"He broke his ankle."

"But today you get your First Girl," She smiled broadly. "Are you excited?"

"Yeah!" Jim blurted.

"Will you get a girl like me?" She teased. "You think I'm hot?"

"Sure," Jim could only whisper. "You're great."

Clara unbuttoned her uniform jacket, showing a tight white blouse underneath. She slipped off the jacket onto the couch. Her body was very nice, with round tits. They weren't as big as Tiffany's, but they were a good size.

"You're sweet, Jim. Are you bored? Its boring waiting."

"I'm okay."

"Here, grab my titties. Its boring just waiting. Go ahead, feel me up. I want you to. That's right, really get a grip on them."

Jim had gotten a tit in each hand. She wasn't wearing a bra, so he could feel the softness and smoothness of them through the silky blouse. Her nipples were hard where they brushed his palms.

"Ooh, that's nice, Jim. You're so gentle. This is more fun, isn't it?"

"Sure." He glanced over at Mum, still getting the papers checked at the desk. He knew she had gone over them a few times already last night, so there wouldn't be any more delays. Right now, though, he didn't mind if it took a while.

"I feel so wet now, Jim," Clara breathed. "I wish we could do more. This is as far as I can go, unfortunately."

"That's ok. You're great."

"Have you got a boner?" She asked, looking at his crotch.

"Yeah!"

"I wish I could fuck it, Jim, I really do. I'd let you unload it right in me."

He couldn't think of anything to say, so he kept smiling at her as he softly kneaded her great rack. He wasn't even in yet and the 'Torium was his favourite place in the world.

"Here's your Mum now." Clara said as his mother walked up to them. Mum smiled down at them as Jim continued to feel up Clara, unable to bring himself to let go just yet.

"Having fun, Jimmy?" Mum asked. "I'm sure its only going to get better."

"It sure is, my friend," Clara told him. "You should go get 'em, tiger."

Reluctantly he let go of the lovely tits, giving them a little squeeze to say goodbye. It was a shame Clara couldn't come with him. Mum led him through the security gate and into a lift lobby. There was a chime and a lift opened, disgorging a rotund man in the 'Torium style of tuxedo, top hate and cane.

"Hullo, hullo," He called, coming over. "Peter Head, at your service, at your service."

"Wow, Peter Head." Mum breathed.

Jim had heard of him before. He was a famous author. Working at the Girlatorium for a man was limited to those who had given a great service to society, whether through arts, or charity, or some other method. This was due to it being quite easy, plus they got to have unlimited use of the girls whenever they weren't working. Jim knew that this fat guy could have his fun with Clara or the others almost whenever he liked.

Head shook hands with Mum and with Jim, almost babbling niceties. He steered them into the lift, which closed and rocketed upward. Head hummed jauntily until the doors opened on what looked like an office, much like what he remembered from visiting his Dad's work. Desks were arranged in an open plan as far back as he could see. People -- women -- were sitting at many of the desks, using computers. A tall stunning blonde tightly packaged in a blouse and skirt walked past, smiling at them. She gave a particularly warm smile at Jim. He noticed the blouse's buttons were straining, her skin was visible in gaps between them.

"This is one of our office floors, Jim-my-lad," Peter Head waved an all-encompassing arm. "The girls do a lot of the company's work while they wait to be chosen. I thought we'd start here today, what d'you say?"

"Sure."

"Now I've got to do the disclaimer. Sorry Jim but I have to do it every time someone comes for a First Girl."

"Okay."

"Do you, Jim Clarke, understand that girls as created by the Girlatorium are not strictly humans, that they are essentially biological robots, and thus are not intended to replace human interaction?"

"Sure." He said.

"Great! That's that out of the way. Let's get started! I think we can get a bit more comfortable, don't you?" He chuckled. The famous author unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants right there, kicking them away. Now he looked quite comical, with his tuxedo jacket, cane and top hat, above thick white legs and a tiny cock, maybe four inches long. Mum was staring at it with raised eyebrows. He looked at Jim expectantly.

"Don't be nervous, Jim-lad," He said warmly. "Its great fun, you'll see."

"Go ahead Jimmy." Mum said.

Jim kicked off his shoes and dropped his jeans, kicking them over to where Head's pants were. He had to resist the urge to cover his crotch with his hands. It was obviously something one got used to as they got older.

"Now come on!" Head exclaimed, leading him towards the desks. "What kind of women do you like Jim?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"White, Asian, Latina, black?" Head persisted.

The whole thing was bizarre. The office, apart from being entirely populated by beautiful women, looked like a normal workplace. He was pantsless, following a pantsless famous author, with his Mum tailing them and looking about like a tourist. Stunning babes in office styles glanced up at them and smiled, especially at his dick.

"How about this young lady?"

Head had stopped next to a slim black girl with a head of curly black hair. She turned to them in her swivel chair, her face was bright and happy, with a broad white smile and big brown eyes. Her thin frame was packaged in a tight white blouse and black skirt. Head's small erection was very close to her face.

"Hello, hello," She said cheerily. "How are you today?"

The author didn't answer her, instead grabbing one of her perky little tits and raising his eyebrows at Jim.

"What do you like in tits, Jim-lad?" He asked, kneading the smiling girl's breast. "Big or little, my boy?"

Jim's cock was hardening as he watched Head grope her. He glanced beyond her and saw another girl at the next desk, a white brunette with a big rack pushing out of her too-small blouse. She was staring at his crotch and sucking the end of her pen absent-mindedly.

"Big," Jim croaked. "Like her."

"Oh ho." Head looked over, still groping. The brunette realized she was being looked at and smiled sweetly at them. He also liked her makeup, the dark eyeliner and pink lipstick made her look really slutty. Maybe he'd inherited his Dad's fetishes.

"His Dad likes busty girls as well." Mum said to Head, making it worse.

"I often think it runs in families," Head said. "But let's not rush around."

The old author moved in on the black girl, taking hold of her curly black hair and pulling her head on to him. Smiling, she opened her mouth and the little dick disappeared inside. Head gave her a few pumps, bobbing her head on his knob and gasping. 

Jim had a total erection now, as him and his mother watched the girl getting facefucked by a respected celebrity. Head pulled out after a minute, a thin trail of spit stretching out between his tip and her lips, before dropping onto her blouse.

"You want a go at her, Jim-lad?" He breathed heavily.

"Oh, I don't know." He mumbled.

"I'd love to suck your dick," The girl said happily. "Is it your first time?"

"Yeah."

"Come here baby."

He stepped over to her slowly, his erection bobbing towards her face. Jim moaned as her lips pressed against the head of his dick. She softly kissed him, her lips warm and moist. Her lips explored all over his head, kissing at the shaft and the flange. A soft pink tongue slid out and licked at him, running over the tip and probing the eye. She looked up at him as she did this, making little moans in her throat. When she started kissing the tip again he pushed forward, wanting to get in her mouth. She held him away and laughed.

"Oh, you're a rough boy, huh? Use me then, baby. Do what you like."

She opened her mouth and looked up at him expectantly. He pushed forward until his cock rubbed against her tongue. Her breath was hot. Her mouth closed around him and he swore loudly with the pleasure of the sensation. For the first time ever his cock was inside a girl's mouth. Her tongue started sliding over him, making him swear again. He pushed forward further, until his dick was all in her, with her face in his pubes.

He knew what he wanted to do. He took hold of her head and pulled his cock almost right out, before shoving it roughly right back in. He could feel it going past the back of her tongue and bumping the wall of her throat. This was what he wanted, to fuck a girl's face and have her moan in pleasure, the way she was doing now.

She was making muffled "uh" sounds as he made each thrust, emphasizing the head of his penis punching the back of her throat.

"So you're a rough guy as well, my boy?" Head asked.

"Yeah," He gasped, staring into her eyes, rocking from the hips. "Its great."

She was still gagging, looking up at him brightly as he fucked her face. When he stopped for a moment, she grabbed his ass cheeks and shoved herself down onto his shaft. He could feel his cock bending into her throat and she mashed her face against him. She held herself there for what seemed like a long time, gagging and writhing, before pulling right back. His dick came out of her mouth with a plop, covered in thick spit, twitching and throbbing in her face.

"Damn, I thought you would come then, baby," She admired, waving his erection. "You've got some stamina."

He decided not to mention his three orgasms the night before.

"Can we do it some more?" He asked.

"Now now, Jim-lad," Head waved a finger. "I thought you wanted to see this young lady over here."

The brunette was watching them expectantly. Her tits were really big, like Tiffany's or Cleopatra's. Her blouse was only buttoned at the bottom, with her giant cleavage and lacy black bra exposed at the top.

"Oh yeah," He said, staring. He looked down at the girl who had just deep-throated him. "Thanks."

"That's alright, baby. Anytime." She went back to her laptop, smiling.

Jim looked around the office as they walked over. Everywhere hot women were glancing at his wet cock. He saw a hungry-faced redhead in a tight suit, an Asian girl in stockings with sexy cold eyes, a tall curvy black girl with a big ass. They reached the big-titted brunette, who smiled up at him.

"Hi, I'm Candy," She giggled. "What's your name?"

"Jim."

"Yes, yes," Head waved a hand. "The point is, my boy, is this the sort of tits you're after?"

"Oh you like my boobs?" She teased, squeezing her arms against them to squash them out. He felt his cock throb and jump in the air.

"You do like them!" She cried, laughing and blushing.

"They're great." He managed lamely, but she still giggled and looked at him from under her lashes as though he was Prince Charming. Jim glanced up and saw another girl at a photocopier very close by, in a short skirt and tight blouse also. This girl was blonde, her tits the same size as Candy's. She was bending over, showing the lovely curve of her hips and ass. Candy followed his gaze and laughed again.

"You like Tammy's boobs as well? You are a bad boy. Here, I'll show you a trick."

She took hold of his cock, unexpectedly, making him gasp. Leaning forward, she spat a big mouthful of saliva over his length, rubbing it up and down with her palm. He moaned as she wanked him in her wet fist.

"Yeah, see how you like these boobies now." She crooned. She pulled him in by the dick, until his cockhead touched the slit of her gorgeous cleavage, when she released him. He didn't need any more of a hint. As she giggled up at him he pushed himself between the big, tanned mounds. They were very soft and smooth and warm. She bent her head and drooled onto him from pursed lips.

The thick spit was lubing her cleavage nicely. His cock pushed right inside, buried in the warmth of her rack. She held her tits in her hands and squeezed them on him even more, so that their bulging flesh pressed against his stomach.

"Uh, its so good." He told her.

"If you pick me we could do this every day." She teased.

He just smiled. Her tits were great, but he wasn't sure he'd want her for his whole life.

Somehow, this knowledge made it even better. He started fucking her chest, sticking it in and out nice and hard. The tit-flesh swelling out over her bra wobbled wonderfully as his thighs bumped them.

He looked up, hoping to watch the blonde while he titfucked Candy. The blonde was still bending over the photocopier. He was surprised, though, to see Head comically creeping up on her on tiptoe. Her skirt was so short that it didn't cover her tanned ass, especially given how she was bent.

The old guy reached her. She hadn't noticed him at all, intent on her work. He carefully lined himself up, then pounced on her. His small dick must have gone right in her pussy, as he released a snarl of lust and started pumping his hips immediately. She squealed in shock, his assault so rapid that he had got in several thrusts before she looked back over her shoulder at him.

"Oh Mr Head," She cried. "You gave me such a fright!"

Head was slamming away. His hands reached around her and clutched her big tits.

"Shut up and take it, you bitch." He growled.

"Oh Mr Head! Oh yes!"

The whole spectacle only made Jim harder. He plunged into Candy's cleavage even more ruthlessly, so that she started spitting on herself more to ease his passage.

"You like that, Jim?" She smiled. "You're so hard for me."

"Its great." He breathed, not really wanting to talk to her. He wanted to watch Head jam the blonde against the photocopier.

He suddenly remembered Mum standing there watching. She was looking at Head's antics with a big smile.

"Its amazing," She whispered to Jim, not even glancing at him fucking tits. "I never thought I'd see Peter Head in person. I should've brought one of his books to get it signed."

"You're not bored?" He asked.

"Oh, its alright," She said. "This is really more of a guy thing."

Jim didn't see why it had to be. As he fucked the big tits he thought about how Mum had suggested that Tiffany spit on his dick. He wanted to do something for her, something fun and exciting. He looked over at the girl in the next cubicle, the little Asian with the ice cold stare.

"Hey you." He gasped at the Asian, thrusting.

"Yes?" She asked. Her voice was nasty, dirty.

"Would you fuck my Mum?" He asked. The Asian looked at his Mum with dark, calculating eyes.

"Oh, no, Jim, I couldn't." Mum protested.

"No, Mum, go ahead. Its fun."

The Asian stalked over to them. She was quite short, shorter than Mum. She was very thin, with small round tits. She looked up into his mother's face with her flawless cold visage. Her delicate white hands cupped Mum's tits through her sundress, making her stiffen and moan.




Jimmy Gets a Girl Ch. 05



"Oh my God." Mum said.

Jim turned his attention back to Head. The old guy had the blonde shoved right over the photocopier, her big tits squashed against the glass. He'd ripped her blouse open, the tits were free, although Jim could only see their round side. She was shaking with the force of Head's fucking, shrieking with pleasure. As he watched the blonde grabbed her own ass cheeks and pulled them apart, screaming happily.

"Oh Mr Head! Oh make me come!"

Jim's dick throbbed in the sheath of Candy's breasts as he saw a torrent of fluid spill down Head's hairy legs and splatter all over the carpet. He couldn't believe that tiny dick had gotten her off so much. She was coming and coming, the rushes of juice spraying over the old guy's crotch in bursts.

"Did she come, Jim?" Candy asked. "I can't see."

"Yeah. Heaps."

"Ooh. You want to fuck me? You could fuck my pussy, Jim."

He only needed to think about it for a second. "No. I just want your tits."

"Oh you're so dirty! I love it! Fuck them. Fuck them harder."

"Be quiet." He ordered, sick of her voice. She immediately stopped talking, looking up at him with a happy smile. He pushed her hands away from her tits and grabbed them himself, roughly shaking them as he pushed between them. It was great to wobble them around while fucking them.

He heard a moan behind him. He looked around awkwardly, almost falling over in surprise. His mother was sitting on the edge of a desk, her long skirt bunched up around her waist. Her underwear was lying on the floor. The Asian was crouching between her legs, sucking noisily on her pussy. Mum was moaning and clutching the Asian's silky black head of hair.

She saw that Jim was watching. "Oh God, Jim," She gasped. "I know why you guys like this. It feels just lovely."

He turned his head back around in time to see the blonde orgasm again. Another flood washed over the old guy's legs onto the floor. Head pulled out this time and further jets of pussy juice sprayed onto his cock and balls and splashed the front of his tuxedo. The old author pulled the stacked bimbo off the machine and onto her knees. Her moaning mouth was instantly occupied by his little dick. As Jim watched Head stuffed his balls past her lips as well, so that all his genitalia was in her mouth.

"Fucking Christ!" The old guy shouted, jerking. Jim stopped thrusting into Candy's tits as he watched the blonde's throat working.

He pulled his dick free from the big tits. Candy smiled even wider.

"You want to fuck me now?"

"No," He said. "You can go back to work, thanks."

"Oh, okay." She said, shrugging. She went back to her laptop as if nothing had happened. Jim walked over to Head and the kneeling blonde.

"Oh, hello, Jim-lad," Head was breathing heavily. "Having fun?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Oh dear," Head pulled free from the blonde unceremoniously, his cock and balls popping free and splattering her big melons with spermy spit. "You haven't even got your rocks off yet! Dear oh dear, Jim."

"I didn't want to go yet," Jim explained. "None of these girls are really, y'know, what I want."

"Hmm," Head mused, slapping his limp member on the blonde's face as she panted in front of him. "What exactly don't you like about these girls?"

"Well, I don't want a blonde, Dad has a blonde." He pointed at the busty number getting turkey slapped.

"Yes, variety is everything, Jim-lad."

"And I don't want a black girl, either. Not that I'm racist."

"No, no, of course."

"Or an Asian girl. And Candy seemed too, I don't know."

"What, Jim? Tell me."

Jim looked down at the blonde's come-streaked face as he thought, watching the limp cock whacking her in the forehead, lips, cheeks. She looked back at him and smiled.

He thought about all the girls he'd seen other than these, starting with Tiffany and Cleopatra. He knew he liked Cleopatra better, that if he had a choice he would fuck her before Tiffany.

Which girl at school did he like best? Harvitz's Skye, or Titania? He thought Skye would be better. But then he thought of Alvarez's girl, Samira. He had never seen her undressed, but her Latina face was very attractive.

"I think," He said. "I think I'd like a latin girl, actually."

"Great!" Head exclaimed. "I love latin girls myself. South America, Spain, lovely."

Head gave the girl a last slap, then indicated to Jim they should move away. They ended up standing behind Candy. Head reached around her and grabbed her big tits casually, making her squeal and giggle.

"I think, we should try another floor, my boy. I'm sure of it."

"Okay. If you think so."

Head released the tits, patting Candy on the head.

"Let's see how your mother's doing."

Jim had all but forgotten about her. As they went over, it was hard to take in the craziness of the scene. The severe Asian girl was still sucking Mum's pussy, as well as fucking her with two fingers of one hand. His mother was bucking her hips and swinging her head about, her hair is disarray, her face red. She seemed totally unaware of Jim or Head standing over her.

Her cries reached a new volume and she grabbed the Asian's hand, holding it deep inside her. They could see the Asian's forearm working as she wiggled her fingers roughly in his mother's cunt.

"Yes yes yes yes yes!" Mum shouted over and over, stiffening, her cries becoming wordless. She slumped, pushing away the Asian's hand. The girl straightened up on her knees, a cruel smile on her smeared lips.

"You alright Mum?" Jim asked.

"C'm'ere bitch." Head said, pulling the Asian's head into his dirty groin. His limp dick mashed against her lips before she sucked him in.

"The whole thing," He complained, pushing up his balls and getting them in her mouth too. "Clean that shit up."

Mum was suddenly sitting up, brushing her skirt down over her legs again. She looked flustered, pushing her hair back into order. She still cast a very warm look at the back of the Asian girl's head.

"I'm fine, Jim," She said primly. "Just fine."

"Mr Head says we should go to another floor."

"Maybe... maybe I'll just wait for you here." She said, not meeting his eyes.

****

It was kind of uncomfortable riding the lift with Head without any pants. The old guy had balled his trousers and Jim's jeans up and tucked them under his arm. As they silently watched the numbers tick over above the door, Jim felt his erection wane.

When the lift doors opened, his jaw dropped as well.

A group of beautiful girls in bikinis and lingerie were running about in a big open space like a basketball court, spraying each other with hoses. The hoses weren't shooting water, instead they sprayed jets of a thick white substance that looked exactly like come. The stuff was everywhere in pools on the floor, trickling down the walls, as well as caking the laughing women.

"Ah, I thought I had the right lift. Excellent." Head muttered.

"What are they doing?" Jim asked him.

"Well, Jim-lad, we like to keep them busy. One of the most popular games here is sperm-hosing. The girls just love it."

"Is that milk?"

"Oh, no," Head laughed. "Y'see, my boy, I assume you know that girls get their sustenance from sperm. It's a real trick of their make-up."

Jim nodded, having learnt this from Dad.

"Well, us attendants can't possibly produce enough. So the science girls came up with a synthetic sperm so that the girls can eat. I'll show you the cafeteria before we leave, its quite a sight. The girls don't like it as much as the real stuff though, its like the difference between champagne and cheap white wine, apparently."

The girls had stopped playing and were giggling and looking in their direction. There were six of them, each of them with perfect bodies, tousled hair and beautiful faces. Jim's eyes were especially drawn to a very tall, fair redhead with big firm breasts and a silver bikini.

Head slapped him on the shoulder and led him over towards the girls. Jim tried to ignore his bare feet and the stickiness of the floor.

"Sorry to interrupt your game, ladies." Head exclaimed.

"Oh, we were just finishing, Mr Head," A very short and petite blonde spoke up. "We were just getting ready to get cleaned up."

"Oh, this is the best part, my boy," Head said to him. "Go right ahead, ladies. Pretend we aren't here."

"Oh no, we like you to watch!" A perky-breasted Asian said. Jim's erection was coming back with these nubile, come-covered bodies all around him.

A brunette with huge breasts had already removed her bikini top. Now she was sucking on her own breast to eat all the sperm. He watched as she wiped up handfuls and dripped it into her open mouth, swallowing thickly.

The petite blonde grabbed the Asian by the shoulders and started noisily vacuuming the white goo off her neck and chest, slurping loudly. The Asian giggled as she removed her own bikini top and started on the knot of the blonde's.

The tall redhead was suddenly in front of him. She had a perfect smattering of freckles across her dainty nose. Her red hair framed her face in long, sleek waves. Her creamy fair skin was the same tone all over, smeared with shiny trails and globs of come. A thick twist of it was in her fringe as well.

"I think I'll have some of the fresh stuff." She breathed to him before bending smoothly at the waist, her head going for his crotch. Jim gasped as the redhead's mouth perfectly enclosed his cock and slid right down to the base. With her legs still straight, she bobbed her whole upper body to move her mouth up and down him.

"Jesus!" He shouted. Head laughed nearby.

"Oh no ladies, I'm spent," Head protested, then: "Oh if you must, if you must."

Two black girls who were almost identical had accosted the old guy. One of them was on her knees, sucking his limp cock, whilst the other was sucking synthetic sperm off her friend's firm ass. Head was chuckling to himself as the girl before him tried her best to get him going again.

There was no way Jim could laugh, as he was too busy gasping with pleasure. The redhead was doing amazing things, especially considering the uncomfortable pose she was in. Her tongue seemed to encircle and swirl up his shaft from alternating sides with each bob of her head. As she kept going rhythmically he watched as the huge-titted girl was mobbed by the little blonde and Asian, who began licking and sucking all the crevices on her body.

"So Jim," Head called out to him over all the slurping noises. "Do any of these ladies appeal to you?"

"Well..." He began. The redhead chose this moment to drop to her knees, never stopping in her sucking, to keep blowing him from a new position. She was kneeling right in a pool of viscous sperm. Her warm green eyes looked up at him with fiery humour. Instead of finishing his sentence he only swore and moaned.

One of her hands took hold of his scrotum and started massaging, whilst the other grasped his butt cheek and pulled him into her mouth even harder. Despite the awesome pleasure of it, he felt no closer to orgasm than he had between Candy's tits. He felt almost angry about it. The redhead was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, her tongue was gymnastic on his cock, yet he knew he would not choose her to be his First Girl. There was just something missing.

He took her head in his hands and shoved his pelvis forward, holding her skull down. She made delicious sounds of gagging, which he could feel on the head of his dick. It was right in her throat, so deep that her lips were not even on his shaft anymore, instead stretched open amongst his pubes. 

She was kept there by his hands as he watched Head. The old author seemed to have got a surprising second wind. The black girl on her knees was really going to town, slurping and spitting on his cock. Her almost-twin was also kneeling now, with her head shoved into Head's crotch, obviously sucking his balls. He saw Jim looking and grinned.

"Are you getting attached to that slut you're choking, Jim-lad?"

"No," Jim gasped. "She's got a sweet mouth, but."

The petite blonde came over and held the redhead's head from behind, pushing away Jim's hands.

"Looks more like a sweet throat, baby." She giggled, pushing the redhead even harder than he had. A long choking blurt came from the girl's throat.

"Yeah, Felicia likes it rough, don't you?" The blonde said, then forced the girl to nod while deepthroating him, shoving her head up and down. Jim could feel the tip of his dick tracing shapes on the wall of her throat.

The girl, Felicia, pulled back, a thick dribble of saliva running out of her lips onto her creamy breasts. The blonde roughly pushed her back down, up, down, making her facefuck his cock.

"Yeah, suck it." The blonde snarled.

He looked over at the old guy. Head had really recovered well for his age. He had one of the black girls turned around and bent over, clutching the other for support. He was banging away at her pussy, his lips drawn back in a crazy grimace, his top hat askew on his head.

"Jim, my boy, I'm feeling a bit tired," He gasped out. "Are you feeling any attachment to any of these whores?"

The blonde was smiling at him sweetly, still ramming the redhead's mouth on him.

"You can fuck me if you like," She whispered. "I'll suck it even harder than this."

"That's okay." He said, a little put-off by her ferocity.

"You can come right in my stomach." She offered.

"No, that's alright." He pulled back from them, his cock sliding wetly from the redhead's mouth. She looked up at him with sad eyes.

"I'm sorry," The redhead rasped, her throat obviously sore. "I didn't even make you come once."

"You were great," He told her. "I came earlier, is all."

"Really? I couldn't even taste it."

Head was suddenly next to him, grabbing his arm.

"Let's move on, Jim-lad, new horizons and all that. Any more black pussy and you might need to carry me out."

They headed for the door.

****

The next room was astounding. At first he thought they had gone outside.

For one, it was huge. He could see that they were in a vast space, like a hangar. The ceiling was far overhead.

For another, the room had been made to look like a forest. Trees were everywhere, somehow surviving indoors. The ceiling was painted a sunny blue. The ground was carpeted in some kind of turf, bright green. Not far away from them a canal was cut in the floor that flowed like a river.

It was a river of come. Jim could see it moving sluggishly, a kind of off-white color. It had to be a vast amount of the synthetic stuff flowing past them.

"What the fuck?" Jim said.

"Yerrss, the river takes some getting used to," Head mused. "It helps the mixture, somehow. I don't pretend to understand all the science. The girls love it though. Here's one now."

Jim followed his pointing finger and saw a pretty blonde, naked, walking along the far bank. She knelt beside the river and began scooping handfuls of the rich semen into her mouth, splattering it all over her front in the process.

"Some of them like the river stuff better," Head said. "Most of them eat in the cafeteria, though. Shall we go look?"

"Sure, I guess."

They walked along the river until they found a wall, painted green, with a green double-door in it. Beyond was the sound of voices and laughter.

Inside was what looked like an ordinary workplace cafeteria, except that the tables were full of beautiful women, mostly naked, eating sperm from bowls. Most of them seemed to enjoy eating it with their fingers, pausing to suck them clean after each mouthful. Jim felt his cock harden out completely again.

They moved between the tables toward the front, attracting a lot of attention. Hungry, sensual eyes followed his waving erection from all over the room.

At the front of the cafeteria was a counter, beyond which were two big vats full of the synthetic sperm, which seemed to keep it warm. Next to each vat was a man dressed like Head. One of them was a tall, thin guy who looked vaguely familiar, whilst the other looked much like Head. In front of each of them knelt a beautiful girl, their mouths sucking away at the men's' cocks.

As Jim and Head reached the vats, the tall thin guy started moaning and pumping his hips. The girl blowing him, a striking black girl with high-cheekbones and beaded dreadlocks, started jerking his long dick whilst sucking hard on the head.

"I'm gonna come." The guy said, then moaned as he blew his load in the girl's mouth. She kept jerking him, seeming to take all of his load in her mouth. When he had finished, she got up and spat a big mouthful of sperm into the vat next to her. The guy rubbed her ass as she lifted a big spoon from a holder and stirred his seed into the stuff in the vat.

"You taste so good," She said to him, putting away the spoon. "You got another?"

"I reckon so," The guy said. "Not you, though. Get an Asian."

The black girl smiled and walked away.

"Hey Pete." The tall guy said to Head.

"Hey Ross. Hey Dan." Head said to the guys. Dan, who was in a half-crouch playing with the tits of the sexy brunette sucking him, only nodded. They both didn't seem interested in Jim.

A small Asian girl with pouting lips and proud, firm breasts came jogging up to Ross and smiled at him.

"You again?" He said. "I blew two loads in you yesterday."

"C'mon, baby, I suck your flavour for you," The girl pouted. "You like me yesterday alright, you say 'oh yeah, suck that come'."

"Alright, alright," He said. "On your knees."

The girl obeyed and was instantly sucking on his waning dick.

"You see, Jim, this way all the girls get a bit of extra flavour in their lunch." Head told him.

Two girls materialized next to them, smiling broadly. One of them was a thin white girl, naked, with long hair that was a shocking shade of hot pink. She had a ring in one nostril, with a fine chain that hung to a ring in one of her nipples. The other was a curvy black girl with big expressive eyes and hot red lips. She was wearing only a tight white t-shirt that showed off her full breasts.

"You want to come, baby?" The black girl asked him.

"I'll suck your cock." The white girl said to Head.

"How could I refuse?" Head said, with a mocking bow. "My penis awaits."

The white girl knelt down before him and took him in her mouth. The black girl smiled at Jim and knelt down in front of him. He was beginning to feel bewildered with all the girls and sex that was going on. Just this morning, he had been in two girls' mouths and fucked another's tits.

His train of thought was blown away when the girl leant forward and sucked him down her throat. Her eyes closed and she moaned in pleasure. She started giving him long, slow strokes through her mouth and into her throat, over and again.

"She's good, isn't she, Jim?" Head said companionably. "I fucked her a couple of days ago. Nice tight anus as well."

"Oh. That's cool."

"Her ass sure is good." The tall guy, Ross, interjected.

"She's a bit too tight for me," The other old guy, Dan, said, still feeling up the girl sucking him. He nodded down at her. "This girl here's got a great pussy, though. I swear it fucking sucks."

The guys all laughed, so Jim joined in too.

"Beaten your record, yet?" Head asked Ross.

"No." He sighed. He seemed to have recovered and was holding the Asian's head still and slowly fucking her face.

"Ross holds the office record for loads," Head told Jim. "Eight times in one day. I can only ever manage four, and I'm soft on the last one."

Jim was finding it hard to concentrate. It was a bizarre turn on, to be talking with these men as though they were at some boring office function, whilst getting blowjobs from amazing babes. All around them were giggling beautiful women, mostly naked, eating sperm. Occasionally a girl would walk sprightly up to a vat, ladle out some hot semen, and walk off. He noticed they were favoring the vat that Ross' load had just gone into.




Jimmy Gets a Girl Ch. 05



As well as all this fantastical crap, the black girl with the allegedly tight ass was giving him a sucking that rivaled that of the redhead from a few minutes ago. 

"Yeah, these tits are extreme," The crouching guy said. "How are those black tits, young fella?"

Jim realized Dan was talking to him. He bent over the girl, whose eyes smiled up at him. She moved her hands away from his genitals and pulled up her t-shirt so he could reach her tits. Taking one in each hand, he found himself speechless, overcome by the hot weight of them in his palms, the rubbing of her nipples as she moved her head.

He cleared his throat and coughed. "Yeah, they're great."

"Tits are what its all about," Dan said. "Any woman can suck or fuck, but the girls in here have the best tits anywhere."

"A nice ass is good too." Ross said. At that moment a particularly athletic ash blonde was helping herself from the vat next to him. He reached over and started groping her hard buttocks. She stopped ladling sperm to smile over her shoulder at him.

"You gonna eat my come, slut?" He asked, punctuating it with a slap of her ass, which didn't wobble at all.

"This is my second helping," She said in a cute little-girl voice. "Its so tasty."

"Show me that shit." She proffered the half-full bowl to him. Ross dipped his fingers in the warm goo and held them up her angelic face. Her dainty pink mouth began suckling on his slimy hand.

"Yeah, suck my finger while she sucks my dick."

Jim looked down at the girl in front of him. Bent over as he was to grope her, he could not see her face. She was kneeling with her legs tucked under her, so that he could see the lovely curve of her back and the firm globes of her brown ass, with her feet just visible underneath. It definitely did look like a great ass. He wondered if maybe he should suggest putting his cock in it. He squeezed her breasts even more roughly.

She responded by sucking him even harder. Her hands were on her own thighs now, her lips around his base, her sleek hair bumping his stomach. She was deep-throating him and rocking her head back and forth only slightly, letting him slide about an inch in each direction. The sensations were amazing, yet he felt no impending orgasm.

Jim felt a hand slide along his back. The black girl with dreadlocks, who had been blowing Ross earlier, was beside him, pressing the whole length of her dark, toned body against him. She was much darker than the girl sucking him, her figure more angular. Jim looked into her dark eyes.

"You gonna come, honey?" She asked.

"I dunno. Not yet."

"All the girls wanna know what you taste like." He looked around at the tables of girls. Many of them were looking his way, giggling and whispering to each other. A cute little thing nearby waved at him gaily, then licked her lips.

"Wow." Was all he could say.

"You should come. Then we can eat it." The dreadlocked girl told him.

He had a sudden idea. "Could you, y'know, go my balls?"

She smiled and knelt down next to the other girl, who shifted to the side to let her in. Jim straightened up, reluctantly letting go of the breasts. The dreadlocked girl leant in and took his scrotum in her hand, before pressing her lips against them. Pursed out, hot and wet, she ran them over his sack. The other girl was sucking the head of his cock hard and wanking him with one hand. Two sets of warm brown eyes looked up at him with pleasure.

"That's pretty hot, Jim-lad." Head was gasping. Jim saw that all the old guys were watching his action, even Ross was paying no attention to the girl sucking his hand any more. The skinny pink-haired girl was giving Head the same treatment of sucking the cockhead and jerking him. She took her mouth off and smiled at him.

"I can taste pre-cum!" She sang. "Are you close?"

"Very, my dear. Get back to it."

Head stood bow-legged while the punky girl gave him more of the same. He was watching the two brown faces in Jim's crotch with a broad grin. His expression slowly changed to one of near-cross-eyed, agonizing pleasure. He took the pink head in his hands and gave a few pumps of his hips, before expelling a loud, long moan. The girl was holding still now and jerking him, obviously milking the little cock into her mouth.

The cock slipped from her lips. She stood and spat her mouthful into the vat that hadn't received a load since they turned up. When she'd emptied her mouth she laughed and hugged Head, pink hair and chain flying.

"Mmm, fuckin' tasty spooge," She laughed. "You got another one, daddy?"

"Oh ho, I think not," He hugged her back, grabbing her naked ass. "Maybe I'll come back and fuck this ass tomorrow, you little slut."

"Oooh, I can't wait!" He released her and she danced away laughing.

Jim was properly worried now. His cock and balls felt as though they were in a total vortex of pleasure. His senses seemed completely compressed into these parts of his body which were encased in hot wet holes, tongues rubbing and caressing him, spit trickling down his legs. Big firm breasts bumped and rubbed his thighs, themselves dotted with saliva. He looked down into their lovely brown faces, his mouth open in a silent shout of sensory overload.

He didn't feel ready to orgasm at all.

Ross pushed away from the Asian and forced the ash blonde to the floor with his sticky hand. With both hands on her head he brutally fucked her mouth until he squeezed out another load of sperm. She stayed down there while he slowly slid his softening member between her lips, milking out every bit of the orgasm. Finally he let her up and she spat it in the pot.

"I think I need a rest," Ross groaned, waving the two girls back. "Fuck off bitches, I'm done."

He staggered out the door.

"Fuckin' Rosso, he's insane." Dan commented. Jim didn't know how he could stay in that crouching position for so long. The old guy seemed to be glued to the brunette's generous rack.

He looked down at his own cock, or what he could see of it disappearing and reappearing between red lips. He felt almost sore from all the attention it had received this morning, plus now his balls were totally inside the dreadlock babe's mouth, with her tongue massaging them continually. 

Dan suddenly swore. He had overbalanced and had to grab the counter to stop himself from falling over, finally releasing the brunette's tits. The girl overbalanced with him and fell backwards, catching herself at the last second so she was propped up on her arms. It was obviously bad timing, as Dan's cock instantly spurted a long white load into the air. The sperm hosed across the girl's chest and face with the first squirt, the next splattered onto the ass of the dreadlock girl sucking Jim's balls.

"Oh no," The brunette cried, trying to scoop come off herself. "It'll be wasted!"

Even as she spoke another jet hit her in the forehead and hair, before Dan grabbed her and stuck his twitching member back in her mouth. She quieted as she sucked the rest of the load out of him.

There was cool air on Jim's privates. The two black girls had released his bits from their mouths to help clean up the lost load. He watched as the girl who had been on his cock started lapping up the goo on the dreadlock girl's firm butt. His cock was dripping on the floor, but only with spit.

Head was right next to him.

"So, any luck here, Jim-lad? You don't seem to be getting off very much, for a young lad like you."

"Its okay. Its still, y'know, fun and all."

"Hmmm," Head rubbed his chin, watching the girls licking sperm off each other, Dan moaning in the background. "I'm guessing these girls aren't going to be your pick, my boy. How about we go for a walk?"

He followed Head out of the cafeteria, looking around at all the exposed breasts and spoonfuls of semen going into mouths. Even with all this, he didn't feel like blowing.

They followed the river of synthetic stuff back in the opposite direction from which they had come earlier. Jim wondered if Mum was enjoying herself on the office floor. She sure seemed to get more of a buzz from the girls that he had gotten so far.

The river came to a wall in the room, painted green and blue to match the concept of being outside. Here there was an opening, like a cave entrance, which the river ran into with a small path alongside it. The cavern beyond was a little bit darker, about the size of a basketball court. There were a few other shadowy doorways leading out.

The main feature of this room was the lake of synthetic sperm that took up most of the space. It had ladders at the sides like a swimming pool. The surface was completely calm, the thick liquid barely stirred by the flow of the river.

"What is this?" Jim asked.

"This is one of the lakes, Jim. When new girls are made, they are placed in the lake while they come to full awareness. Don't ask me why they don't drown, you'd have to ask one of the boffins."

"So there's girls under there?"

"Maybe not right now. I hope there is, though. It really is something to see them come out for the first time. I thought maybe you'd like to see it, maybe it'll give you a thrill."

"Okay."

"You just wait here," Head said, walking back out. "I'll just grab one of the guys and see if a girl is due to wake up anytime soon."

Jim leant against the wall and stared into the lake. It should have been gross to look at this giant pool of jizz, yet he found himself watching it like he might have watched a body of water. There was a peace in its yellow-white surface.

He was also a little miffed. Head could have left him in the cafeteria instead of all alone out here. The black girls' mouths had been spectacular even if they hadn't been getting him off. Absently he started stroking himself as he thought about all the mouths that he had gotten inside during the morning.

There was a ripple on the lake, barely noticeable. He continued jerking, thinking nothing of it.

Another ripple, then a clutch of bubbles. He stopped wanking, staring at the surface. Was something about to happen? What was that?

A small dome rose from the sperm about twelve feet away. It was about the size of a breakfast bowl. Now he could see that it was moving towards him, slowly, sporadically. It got within a foot of the edge when the rest began to emerge.

It was a person. The dome had been the top of its head. The whole head emerged, followed by shoulders and arms. Everything was slathered in thick sperm so that he could tell next to nothing about its appearance apart from the shape. The thin arms boosted the figure up onto the ledge, where it gathered itself and stood.

It was obviously a girl. She was tall, with a long graceful body. She had womanly hips above long thin legs which had a space between the thighs. Her chest was obscured by clots of come, yet he could tell her breasts were two perfect globes, not as big as Tiffany's but much more beautifully shaped.

Somehow she seemed to sense him. She walked towards him, hips swaying, dripping semen all over the tiles. He was mesmerized, he couldn't move. When she was right in front of him she reached up and wiped at the gunk in her eyes. Two warm dark green eyes looked down at him. A long pink tongue slid out and licked the pretty lips clean.

She knelt in front of him. His erection, now harder than he ever remembered it being, waved in front of her creamed face. Without even raising a hand, she leaned forward and opened her mouth, closing her lips on the tip and sliding right down to the base. 

He came the instant he felt her throat. The orgasm had leapt out of nowhere. A sound that verged on a scream burst out of him, his hands grasped her head, oblivious of the thick sperm covering her hair. His cock squirted and squirted, still stuck in her throat, which twitched as she swallowed it all.

Finally he slumped back and she released him. He felt like he might pass out. Instead she rose gracefully and took his arm, pulling him along with her towards one of the doorways he had seen earlier. He was struck with how she moved, like a ballet dancer, every step perfectly poised and sensual.

The room she led him to was a shower. Completely tiled, with banks of shower heads along the walls. She pulled him over to one and activated the water.

Jim watched entranced as she turned under the hot water, letting it wash the thick goo of the lake from her body. She was revealed right before him, every revelation more pleasing than the last.

Her hair was thick, a rich dark chocolate brown that fell around her shoulders. Her skin was the same wonderful tone all over, white but with a deep tan that made him think of South American girls. The breasts were as perfect as had been hinted at, with big nipples, firm and rounded. Her ass was similarly firm and round.

Her face, when it was revealed, took his breath away. The smiling green eyes he had already seen. Above these were thin, arched brows, with a smooth flawless forehead. Her cheeks had a touch of colour that brought out her smile. The smile itself would have captured him on its own, a wide mouth full of perfect white teeth, it made him feel like the only man good enough for her.

Her smile became hungrier. She grabbed him and pulled him under the water, stripping off his shirt as it became soaked. He was naked now too, with her wet and hard body pressed up against him. When she kissed him he could sense the slight aftertaste of his come on her tongue. Her kissing became forceful, frantic.

She jumped and locked her legs around his body. He was surprised but he didn't drop her, filled with a new confidence, a new power. Her breasts were very hot against his chest as he gripped her hard ass and held her up. He wasn't sure how she guided her pussy onto his cock, with her arms around his neck, biting him. Jim was surprised he was even hard at all.

She was tight and very wet, so that she gripped him as he slid in easily. He had never been in a pussy before, a totally different heat and wetness to her mouth. He was no longer a virgin. The thought made him laugh as he reached all the way inside.

Standing like that, she began moving her hips, grinding her pelvis against him. She was fucking him hard, he could feel the movement of her ass muscles in his hands. There was none of his experience to prepare him for how great it felt inside her. As well as the motion, her cunt was squeezing him rhythmically, so that he could feel every inch of her as she fucked.

They still hadn't spoken. He couldn't think of anything to say, even if he wasn't too busy moaning. She was moaning herself, bucking against him, pulling and pushing herself on him with her long legs gripping his body. She was so wet he could feel the fluids sliding around his tip. Her smile was gone, replaced with a sexy, pouting expression, almost as if she was going to cry. She pressed her forehead against his, crying out each time his shaft fully buried itself in her.

He made himself go even harder, meeting her hips roughly. She was arching her body, her head thrown back now, moaning wordlessly. He felt her pussy squeezing and spasming around him until, quite suddenly, she was gushing out over his shaft and pubes. She had come just like Cleopatra, he realized.

The legs unlocked and smoothly went to the floor. She kissed him ferociously again, biting his lip, her eyes looking into his the whole time. She turned and grabbed the shower head, thrusting her ass back at him. Jim could see the small hole of her ass and the lips of her pussy below it, glistening wet.

He couldn't speak. His hands moved seemingly by themselves, each rubbing one of her firm cheeks. He moved forward, slowly, watching the tip of his penis. It approached those wet lips in slow motion, until the head bumped her labia. They were wet, slightly sticky. She made a delighted squeal. Snarling with lust, he pushed all the way inside the girl until his stomach was up against her ass.

He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. Again, and again. He tried pulling almost completely out before thrusting all the way in. It felt so good he kept doing it, fucking her with long strokes. She was moaning and pushing back against him with every thrust. Her pussy juices were splashing out over the base of his cock and his balls. Her muscles seemed to squeeze his dick from every angle, a hot pressure all the way up his length.

Reaching around her taut body, he took hold of her tits, one in each hand. They were firm and soft at the same time, his fingers sinking into the wet, springy flesh. He ran his hands down over her tight stomach, feeling the lines of her muscles, before returning them to her fantastic mounds. She was shouting with pleasure, meeting every thrust with a hard push backward.

She came again, he felt the hot jet of her juices around his cock, running over on to his thighs and down her legs. He kept thrusting, feeling more squirts inside her against his shaft, her whole body shaking, pussy clenching even tighter. He pulled out of her, with a wash of fluids.

"Suck me off." He gasped, the first words he'd said to her. She crouched in front of him, smiling broadly, lines of wet hair over her face. She flicked it aside and took him deep into her mouth, sucking him right in until her face was buried in pubes wet from her orgasms. He could feel his head inside her throat, touching the wall of her throat. He roared as he ejaculated again, the sensation almost painful, humping his hips into her face as the sperm gouted over and over into her stomach.

He staggered away, propping himself against the wall. She stood up and smiled at him, a little trickle of come on her chin.

"What's your name?" He asked her.

"Bianca." She said. Her voice was smoky, sexy.

"Would you be my girl, Bianca?"

Her smile widened, then she shrieked joyfully and the lovely naked figure jumped into his arms, covering his face with hot kisses.

"Jim-lad, are you here?" Head's voice called from the lake room. "Jim?"

"In here, Mr Head!" He called over Bianca's shoulder.

He saw Head come in and start in surprise at the sight. Bianca disengaged and turned to look at the old man, still half-hugging Jim.

"Oh my goodness," Head breathed. "She's amazing Jim. Did she just come out?"

"Yeah, just after you left."

"Oooh, they told me she was something special," Head said, seemingly to himself. He started walking over, hands outstretched. "Can I just have a turn on her Jim my boy?"

"Sorry Mr Head," Jim said, waving him back. "Bianca's my girl now. I've chosen her."

The girl hugged him again, giggling in his face.

Her breath was like mint and honey.

***

They had returned to get his Mum, who seemed to be having trouble walking, before going back down the front foyer to fill out the paperwork. There was a pang as he let Bianca go so she could get her pack of clothes. He was waiting at the couch when she came back, carrying a bag and dressed. She was wearing skinny jeans, high heels and a blouse that was tied up between her breasts. He could feel his cock hardening yet again just looking at her.

The paperwork went through fine and they said their goodbyes to Head. Jim could scarcely believe it, as he walked out to the car with his arm around Bianca's slim hips, listening to her beautiful laugh.

"I'm gonna sit in the back with Bianca, Mum."

"Sure, Jimmy. Gee, I'm just so tired now."

He slid into the back seat with his new girl, unable to take his eyes off her. She smiled back at him, running her finger over his lips, kissing his neck and face. He felt a surge of elation at he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his semi-erect cock.

For the whole trip home he kept Bianca's head down in his lap, savouring the feel of her excellent mouth, the friction of her lips as they moved along his length, the touch of her throat on his tip. Her breasts were hot on his thigh. He thought about her coming out of the lake of sperm, like a present for him, like Venus rising from the waves.